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ionlydrinkhotwater · 8 months

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IWBFT meta: The Arks 1st person perspective

I love how Alice plays with 1st person perspective in IWBFT and the extra stories especially when it comes to the Ark.

First to keep in mind is that the week, we as the audience, are introduced to the Ark, they are not doing so well. All of them are stressed over the new contract. Being famous is a nightmare. Listers addiction issues are getting out of hand, Rowan and Bliss are in a rocky place and Jimmy is starting to regret their success. So it obviously colours their current relationships with each other as well. What's also clear from the bands timeline is that by becoming famous together at such a young age, their friendships aren't just friendships, they are also coworkers and the expectations one has towards one's coworkers is very different from one's friends. They are still navigating those dynamics and given that Listers friendship with Rowan and Jimmy was still relatively new in comparison to when they hit it big (about 2-3yrs old, they've been co-workers longer to be honest) this impacts his relationship with them as well since work has taken over the majority of their lives at this point.

In IWBFT we get Jimmy's perspective on his friends and the bands relationships with each other. I think the mistake a reader could make though is to assume that his perspective is the objective lens on how the boys operate with each other because Ghosted very much shifts a lot of what we were lead to assume by giving us Rowan and Listers POVs

Now there are some things at all three boys know and acknowledge in their POVs like that both Rowan and Lister are closer to Jimmy than they are to each other for example.

However Jimmy says that Lister and Rowan argue alot but in Ghosted we het context that both Rowan and Lister are pretty clear that these swipes at each other are largely banter and play fights for the most part.

Both Lister and Rowan may not have deep talks often but their blunt words are actually quite refreshing, in a better context it could even be a healthy dynamic that the two can shoot straight from the hip with each other. And though they don't share many similar hobbies they both love video games and bond over it.

Another thing to keep in mind is that Lister told Rowan about the studio lady before he ever told Jimmy. And although Jimmy has known Rowan most of his life, it's only in Listers POV that we get a hint that Rowan might have some legitimate mental health issues that he hasn't yet come to terms with. This is big because there is a suggestion, that Rowan and Lister minimise their own issues to help Jimmy with his. But this results in Jimmy having a blind spot that the two of them dont have with each other. Also Rowan knew about Listers crush on Jimmy first. Jimmy wouldn't know some of these things cause Jimmy was not a part of these conversations or revelations. Case in point when Rowan reminisces about how during a sleepover when they were kids Jimmy fell asleep first and he and Lister stayed up watching videos and giggling together. Jimmy wouldnt know about these moments cause he isn't part of them. And its clear Rowan and Lister love each other they say it outright in Ghosted. And his own dynamic with them would shield him from some of these things.

Throughout Ghosted the pattern seems to be that Lister and Rowan start bickering, then have some moments of insight but before they can really pursue it, work interrupts. Lister mentions in Ghosted that Cecily cares about them but doesn't really show it and perhaps once she leaves the big label to become their manager exclusively, she may be able to form a more close relationship with them, maybe not, it's up to her but she will be less pressured by the labels to keep them at arms length

One thing I saw a lot was people critiquing Rowan for not taking Listers predicament seriously enough when they were searching for him in the woods. But some things to keep in mind are that he and Lister had a relatively nice night together chatting, that he only saw the beginning of Listers drunken binge and that he was not present for Jimmy and Listers talk where Lister admitted the Jowan photo was his fault and was in a really bad headspace. Also Jimmy does tend to catastrophise, it just so happens in this scenario that he was right. I think for Rowan he was also slightly in denial the same way he is for his own mental issues and the way he brushed off his own assault by a fan that he didn't realise how serious it was until they found Lister in the stream and was in part convincing himself that Lister was okay because he needed to believe that too.

I imagine if there is a sequel, this might haunt him. But I don't think he should be criticized for not taking the search as seriously as Jimmy initially did because he didn't have the same warning signs.

Rowan says in Ghosted that he has to be the responsible one and it's sort of true, he feels pressured by society to embody Black excellence while having to wrangle his wayward friends. And it's cost him alot, he lost Bliss and he was assaulted by a fan. He even finds he's very pleased to be comforted by Lister since its so rare and one imagines hes really needed it. He's at the end of his rope, he snarls at Lister and Jimmy, Jimmy snarls back and Lister just walks away to drink. The embodiment of this is near the end of the book when Rowan and Jimmy get into a screaming match and Lister surprises them both by shouting at them to stop fighting then wanders off to drink. The issue is that while Jimmy and Lister tell the audience and openly demonstrate that they are not doing well. Rowan insists through gritted teeth that he's fine but he is obviously not. I also think that's why Lister seems to cut him some slack, when Rowan yells at Jimmy, Jimmy yells right back and they hit low, cause friendship is beautiful but it's also ugly when you know the other person so well you can hit em where it hurts. But even when Rowan snaps at Lister with admittedly low blows, Lister doesn't retaliate, he laughs or leaves. But I think it's cause Lister can see Rowans 'fucked up too' and in a rare moment of acting his age (he's the eldest of the trio) and emotional insight and intelligence, he allows Rowan to throw a snit without escalating, he let's the kids (Jimmy and Rowan) fight it out, to an extent he still ends their fights if it gets to far both in Meeting Lister and in IWBFT, on the flip side he also may not feel secure enough with them to hit as low as they do and all of these things can be true at once.

What is excellent about these three is that that they feel real. They can be self absorbed, selfless, hurt, strong, mean and sweet by turns to each other and this is so legitimate in friend dynamics.

The Ghosted POV also reveals that Lister did not realise that he was the source of the Jowan photo until the day he confessed it to Jimmy. At first I had wondered how long he knew and kept it to himself but Ghosted shows that he figured it out at Pieros and confessed that very day. Because he never thinks about it in Ghosted and he would have as he confessed to Rowan about the bathroom kiss.

Lister says that he took the photo in a low moment of loneliness and drunkenly sent it to some friends and that one of then leaked it. But he didn't recall that the photo was originally from him until he was scrolling through his old photos.

The sad thing about Lister is that one of the reasons he drinks, other than to not have to think about his past trauma (sexual assault, bullying, poverty) is to numb the guilt he feels over some of his irresponsible actions (the suitcase photo) and that same drunkenness leads to more irresponsible actions (ex: taking the jowan photo and forgetting about it leading him to joke about stalkers that cranks up Jimmy's anxiety and makes him feel unsafe in his own home) which leads to Lister drinking more in a vicious cycle, leading him to jeopardize his friendship with Jimmy and Rowan as he fails to hold their trust.

What's huge for all of their growth is at the end where they decide to put themselves first over their jobs. It's big for Rowan who was made to undermine his own and his friends traumas in order to get the job done

Going from: " I'm sure being seen as a sex object is quite irritating, but we all have shit to deal with in this game" (the use of the term game has so many layers to unpack) and telling a stylist to cover his brick wound with makeup "You can put makeup on it; it doesn't hurt that much" (like honey no let it heal, take time off oh my god). To "‘No more of this … being pressured to do things. Being manipulated and forced to act in a certain way. We need to stand up for what we want. What we all want. The new contract can literally go and fuck itself.’ ‘Yeah,’ murmurs Rowan" like this is what they need. Keep in mind both Lister and Rowan saw Jimmy unraveling and still went on with work, Jimmy and Rowan both knew for a while that Lister has a drinking problem and still went on with work. Rowan even says in Ghosted that he and Jimmy need to talk to Lister about his alcohol issues before he ends up in the hospital but it'll have to wait until they sort out Jimmy, the irony. Throwing work away to look after themselves is what they all NEED and sadly it came from hitting rock bottom (for Lister literally).

If there is a sequel I look forward to seeing how their relationship will evolve now that they can refocus on their friendship without work getting in their way.

#i was born for this #iwbft #jimmy kaga ricci #rowan omondi #lister bird #cecily #ghosted #meeting lister #alice oseman #osemanverse #the ark #putting out there at i can love Lister without bashing Jimmy and Rowan they all have issues and they all need each other #the ark isnt the ark without the ark ya feel me friends?#lister is my fav but that does not diminish my love and respect for jimmy and rowan and their struggles

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strandnreyes · 10 months

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(I sent this ask to paperstorm as well but I wanted to send it to you as well since your post is great and I agree with it so much)

Truth be told, I've noticed a lot of ableism in this fandom from the start. It's been directed a lot towards TK since pretty much s1 and the dialogue got particularly ugly in s3 with the breakup and then later 3x13. As it is, addiction is not something we see portrayed well very often and there is a great deal of stigma about it. But it's something a lot of people struggle with and they deserve to find a space in a fandom with a character that represents them. This is something that tends to get glossed over a lot but it is something that's been happening since the start. I've even noticed it this season. There's constant chatter about how TK isn't good enough for Carlos and doesn't bring anything to the relationship. Even his vows have been criticized as not being good enough. And the language being used towards Iris is very similar. Granted with Iris it's complicated by the way her arc was done but it still doesn't excuse the ableism. With Carlos, I've always said that even if he doesn't specifically have anxiety (and since they've never said it, I'm hesitant to say that he does) he does have trauma and that manifests in him being anxious about certain things and avoiding certain topics. That's a very common thing and there are a lot of people who have experienced what Carlos has and they deserve to be given grace.

A lot of people tried to pin the blame on Iris for Carlos not telling TK about the marriage or even the marriage itself. There were also people dredging up past mistakes or even just making stuff up about TK in order to justify Carlos not telling TK. Basically, these people fell back on ableism rather than admit that Carlos is not perfect and capable of making mistakes. At the end of the day, just because it's a show and the characters aren't real doesn't mean that the things we say and the language we use doesn't matter. As a trained psychologist, I can tell you that the language used to talk about characters does reflect the way we view things in the real world.

Hi! Thank you for your input and your perspective.

Yes, unfortunately there is a lot of interpretation that TK isn’t someone who is good enough for Carlos. This extends beyond fandom, too. During s3, someone irl said to me that Carlos deserves better (and I know in part that it had to do with his addiction because of some other comments about Bobby from og and addiction and how it’s almost perceived as some kind of burden that the partner has to deal with. some extra weight in the relationship. which I disagree with, just to be clear).

Re: Iris’ depiction in the show, I also agree. If it was done poorly or if there was harm in it, that doesn’t mean it’s okay that we say harmful things as well. That doesn’t justify hateful speech. And that’s what’s been brought up recently, that’s the point I was making. To be mindful with our words and the impact they have.

Also agree with Carlos and anxiety. I know it’s never been stated, but I also think about how someone can still display anxious characteristics and tendencies, or even be treated for anxiety, without someone straight up giving them an anxiety disorder diagnosis (speaking a little personally there).

About his actions this past season, that could probably be a whole separate post so I’m not going to get into much here. I will say that it is possible to recognize that Carlos has made mistakes and to also understand why he might’ve made the choices that he did and find empathy within that. Neither of those are exclusive and explaining that anxiety due to trauma leads him to hide things doesn’t excuse the behavior either. People are complex, mental illness is complex.

The way we talk about characters absolutely translates to real life.

#ask

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mintys-corner · 1 year

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Continuing on one of my previous posts talking about what the Bullworth staff would be like when they were younger and what sort of cliques do they'd fit into

ik I didn't really say much about Galloway, and there might be more to say about him, but I'm unsure what. Tried writing some stuff for Edna and Mr Hattrick, but there wasn't much to say about them, so might just turn it into another follow-up post instead

Mr Galloway

Galloway would have definitely been a nerd. No questions asked. He'd constantly reference literature and maybe watch stage adaptations of plays performed by the drama club. He might've tried to write a novel at some point. Even though he says his alcoholism was a response to the stress Mr Hattrick placed him under, I feel like Galloway had his first drink at a rather young age ,like when he was 15 or younger, which he developed an addiction to in his adult life.

Ms. Philips

Ms. Philips, growing up, always had an interest in art. If there ever was an 'art kids' clique, she'd definitely be a member. She might’ve dabbled in sculptures, film-making etc, maybe even experimental performance art by helping out with her friends’ projects, whether it were directed related to painting or not, like giving input on colour palettes, helping paint backdrops for the sets of plays, acting in a minor role in a friend’s film, and generally offering moral support. I get the feeling that when she was younger, her artistic expression was a lot 'weirder' and less focused? the only art piece we see her make is the banana, and I feel like her art when she was younger was 'weirder', to the extent that if she wasn't as pretty, the rest of the students at her school would've thought of her as weird.

Alternatively, if there wasn't a clique of like-minded artists, she could have rejected the clique system at her school entirely, choosing instead to remain a non-clique. Although dialogue throughout the game suggests that she's physically desired by a lot of people, for some reason I like picturing her as being kind of like Beatrice or Zoe when she was younger? like, although she's attractive, she's socially outcasted by most of the student body because of her unapologetic strangeness. One of the quotes 'I keep hoping that the kids will rebel against conformity but it never lasts' does imply that she does view herself as non-conformist, which might be partly why she's more willing to give Jimmy a chance, despite the rest of the staff seeming either apathetic towards him or actively dislike him. idk but I like picturing Ms. Philips has having a concealed 'troubled' side or that her emotional maturity haven arisen by previously overcoming personal issues.

Expanding on the idea that she experienced social exclusion and ostracization because of her strangeness, it's possible that it led her to intentionally doubling down on her 'weirdness' to purposefully further distance herself, in order to feel a sense of control in the situation, so she could feel like her isolation was a personal decision and not an external circumstance forced upon her, forming her identity as 'an outsider' and likely taking pride in it. To her more juvenile mind, she might've taken it as a sign that she was a 'true artist' ,which might be an aspect of herself that she still relates to, to an extent, as she says 'it's important for the artist to position herself as autonomous, outside critique' and 'art is about being an artist, not creating art objects'

However, her doubling down likely just ended up being a protective mask, even if it was just an exaggerated version of herself, ultimately reached a point where she craved to be authentic and vulnerable. So I'm guessing after graduating from highschool, she mellowed out a lot, but her experiences may still have lingering on her psyche. I think I was kind of reaching with this one but idk

#ms philips #mr galloway #canis canem edit #bully scholarship edition #headcanon #bullworth faculty #mintys 2 cents

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heloisedaphnebrightmore · 2 years

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so here comes the rant: the book is about this girl who plans since childhood to kill her runaway dad’s family but ends up in jail for the only murder she didn’t commit!!! it’s real good in making you root for a murderer and feel some sort of compassion towards her BUT THE ENDING MADE ME WANNA SCREAM i mean when the girl is about to leave jail she receives an email from a long lost brother she didn’t know she had telling her HE KILLED THEIR DAD AND STOLE HER MONEY AND IS NOW THREATENING HER INTO SILENCE - summing up: a cishet stole all her glory and hard work

i also read romances pretty much exclusively this one i was taking about had like snippets of love but now i’m jumping into a dual pov romance (the road-trip) to soothe my fluff withdrawal

you know what? these exact questions also swirl through my mind when i’m with any group of people that are not my close friends HAHAHA precisely the “am i too loud?” when i start rambling

long analytical reviews are a turnoff for me too i think i’d like them in person like in a book club of sorts but online i just skim through some when i’m not sure if i should buy a book or not - and same here, the more filth the better!! the other day i read this amazing super cute book called just last night but the girl didn’t even describe their kiss!!!! she was like “i kissed him and he kissed me back enthusiastically” and cut 🙄

~goodreads anon

Lol, that's so disappointing! I'm sorry! I know it was probably a plot twist of some kind or something but these types of twists make me so mad when I read one :D

Never heard of The Road Trip so I'll look into it!

Understandable! I mean when you are around people you don't really know or not as close with, there are always these little evil thoughts/voices trying to make you doubt yourself :)

Same. Analytic reviews are good, but like I prefer them if it's in a face to face conversation or if someone is specifically writing these reviews for the authors or readers, requesting them to review certain books. However when I read reviews, I prefer them short and sweet. Give me a short summary, the tropes that you found in the book, a short description of the characters as in broody villain or sunshine heroine etc. With that I get a small picture of what to expect and I can decide whether it interests me or not.

Oh no! I love a detailed description of intimate moments. I remember once I read a book, don't ask me what it was, and the MC kissed the FMC and that was it. After hundreds of pages of pinning, it was literally, "so we kissed"... anticlimactic if you ask me. We need to know the details. Make the kiss and filthy as possible xD But thanks for the heads up, I won't read Just Last Night. Romance is a huge part of every book I read. I'm a sucker for it. I personally don't even like when the FMC and MC don't even meet until about 1/2 of a book. Like at least make them appear for a moment here and there like Rhys was in ACOTAR. You don't have to make them the main focus, but make their presence known. Sorry, I'm rambling.

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#Heloise's inbox #goodreads anon #spoiler #heloise reads #heloise the book addict #how to kill your family #bella mackie #how to kill your family spoiler #just last night #just last night spoiler #mhairi mcfarlane #the road trip #beth o'leary

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the-pan-trash-can · 8 months

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Hey y'all I get into it pretty deep here, I talk about extreme depression, self harm, addiction, covid, physical disability, socio political issues and I am very blunt about how I feel. As a rule of thumb this rant is really negative and really long .

I think a terrible realization that I had about the long lasting social and behavioral effects of covid is that I used to be a completely different person three years ago and I've regressed significantly since then. I used to have plucky optimism, I mean I was still super depressed but I could at least look forward to something cheering me up somehow. I was able to romanticize my life, find beauty in everything, have the patience for everyone and everything because I vowed to myself that my morals were out of respect to most people ( obvious exclusions apply, I generally dislike hateful mother fuckers, take of that what you will yadda yadda) and to see the best in everyone. I now resemble a corpse of that person and I mourn that person. I lay down most of the time, I'm on my phone most of the time, I hate people most of the time, I am aggressive, I am irritated, I am spiteful, mournful, I am starting to romanticize addiction and self harm. I feel pretty bad all of the time, and when I realize that I feel bad I can't seem to pep talk myself or distract myself to something positive even a little. Every time I give myself a chance to realize there is something better than this I wanna hide away more. Of course there was going to be medical and mental long term effects of covid, it'd be foolish to expect otherwise, it's true we are all traumatized, I fully know this, but I think the problem I'm grappling with is that I can finally grasp how betrayed I feel by the world, betrayed by expecting that common sense is doing right by others, betrayed by my job and all future jobs by expecting patience, betrayed by myself in some way by expecting better of everyone. My scoliosis is getting worse, I often deal with what feels like my muscles and bones are shriveling up within myself, my depression is obviously significantly worse, and my quality of life is god awful. I have been rotting inside myself protecting myself from all of the hurt in this world and I don't know how to even describe how much that terrifies me, to watch the world burn and suffer alongside it while others say they came out of it all just fine. I know there are other faults in myself that I could fix to help this feeling, my coping mechanisms can definitely be called into question and reviewed professionally but I stand firm in the fact that I feel robbed. I was a much healthier person back then, I was pushed to the ground so many times before that it was natural to get back up and try again, but I don't foresee that for myself for a very long time, I am devastated. This topic can be stretched longer by the current state of the world such as housing and constant political fuck ups or I can add further context to all of the things I haven't healed from previously to add more to how unfortunate and pitiful I am; but I don't aim to write an essay on how to fix the world or call to action to bring in a lot of pity towards myself, I suppose I could ask for some sympathy lol but I mostly wanted to scream to the world that I am not okay. And maybe hoped others were dealing with this pain too. I hope we can all find solace in something, respite, calm, or just a fucking break through all of this. I know we deserve it.

#I dont know if people use tags for trigger warnings but heres some just in case #depression #covid #self harm #addiction #disability #socio political issues #this is long and this is sad #ya ya #love yall #smooches and kisses #take care #i think I'm going to eat something sweet

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seedterri · 2 years

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Controls for tengami on pc

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Either gender, any race, and any sexual orientation are available, but even that choice will affect the world. Players create their character up front to be pretty much anything. Every choice has the potential for negative consequences for a character, and the developers said it would be impossible to go through the entire game without being mean to someone, just like in real life. Unlike popular RPGs with choice, the choices in this game aren’t classified into being a good person or a bad person. Along the way, you’ll have countless decisions to make, all of which affect the world in some way. Set in the real world, the story tasks the player with traveling across the country to stop the love of his or her life from marrying someone else. It's worth visiting for the combat mechanics, but staying for the duration may be a difficult task.Always Sometimes Monsters is an RPG focused completely on choice rather than combat. Instead, these poor performances have left an unfavorable impression. Had the game been voiced by more qualified actors 'Bound by Flame' could have become a major sleeper title for 2014. Unfortunately, this being a grand adventure, the developers should have realized the importance a well-acted character can have on the final product. It sets an interesting, albeit familiar, tone, and delivers an enjoyable and addictive combat system. Not without its shortcomings, 'Bound by Flame' is still an ambitious title for developer Spiders. Everything about the game had me interested and I was more than a little excited to occupy my time with this new adventure in between some of the bigger AAA titles still to release. With the help of Focus Home Interactive, the marketing campaign behind 'Bound by Flame' raised more than a few eyebrows, including my own. The fantasy RPG is more than a little crowded, and breaking into that genre is likely to be a difficult task. Blizzard Entertainment's continued focus on social integration shines, as does their ability to develop a game that runs amazingly smooth, delivers awe-inspiring visuals, and intuitively captures the imagination and enjoyment of those looking for a grand dungeon crawl, both new to the franchise and long-standing fans. Playing alone is certainly an option, but playing together with friends is the preferred method and allows for multiple opportunities to do so.

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It's true, I have not played much 'Diablo III' before the 'Ultimate Evil Edition', but my research prior to its release, along with the time spent playing the game as a newcomer, has convinced me that it is much more than a simple port, and that it has been designed (in some cases from scratch) to take full advantage of the technology of the PlayStation 4. 'Diablo III: Ultimate Evil Edition' undeniably falls into the former of these categories. Some have warranted the title, presenting truly unique and inspiring updates, while others resulted in nothing more than a rehash of the same game with obligatory DLC thrown in for good measure. I've played my fair share of 'ultimate' or 'definitive' editions of games over the years. Those looking to test their skills and enjoy an all-out blood bath need look no further. The gore and violence reaches a boiling point very early on and people who either take offence or have a weak stomach for such experiences should avoid 'The Evil Within' at all costs. Although both styles of gameplay can be exceptionally fun and exciting, I would have ultimately preferred the game remain exclusively focused on one or the other. By mixing in some frustratingly difficult boss battles, the games veers off in the other direction. While 'The Evil Within' walks a tightrope that straddles these two types of horror games, it occasionally leans a bit more toward the survival horror side of things. I was even a fan (albeit, in the minority) of 'Resident Evil 6'. 'Dead Space 2', in my opinion, is nearly perfect. Don't get me wrong, they're good fun, but I've always enjoyed those games that attempt to balance horror and action set pieces more. However, I've never been a huge fan of the survival horror style of video game. From books and comics, to movies, video games, and board games, I'm always on the lookout for something to give me a good scare. I've been a fan of the horror genre for the majority of my life.

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diamxndinthedirt · 2 years

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@obscuremarvelmuses sent a sentence starter: Scorpion: "a reformed jerk is still a jerk."

diamxndinthedirt:

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{♥} – ❝Look, I’m trying my fuckin’ best, okay?❞ Ever since Elmer had regained a beating heart, he’d been battling tirelessly with the fluidity of his transforming identity.

Hah! It almost seemed like a joke. An Elmer with an identity!

His newly enhanced conscience was telling him that he should act with compassion towards the people he would normally ridicule, and be a more personable Elmer in a far less corporate sense of the word...but to be truthful...he didn’t know how. All he’d ever known was emptiness. Deep & dark, abysmal, exclusive emptiness. His entire way of being was built upon the bitterness of that harsh reality. It was his foundation. He didn’t know how to outwardly be anything else but bitter, in spite of his brand new heart urging him to engage with his emotions. He felt them, that much could be an overwhelming certainty at times. But to healthily demonstrate what he was feeling seemed like a totally different thing, emotion in general just being something of which he was still figuring out how to harness. It just...seemed that whenever he tried, it resulted in some form of indulgence in debauchery because he didn’t know how to stop feeling once he’d become immersed in whatever state of mind his emotions plunged him into. He was definitely still learning how to regulate his emotions. Feelings were addictive, he had learned, and would usually end up causing trouble for him and those around him.

And so, for now, and especially in this moment, he would just...push them down.

❝What is it that you actually want from me?❞ Elmer lackadaisically tossed Scorpion’s change to her across the counter. Scorpion was one of the very, very few people who actually knew about his transplant, but right now, the store clerk was beginning to regret ever confiding in her in the first place. Seemed that both of them having mutually biology-defying abnormalities didn’t mean that they could share in each other’s sorrow...hmph. ❝Cause all I’m getting from you right now is “I’m a massive bitch and I wanna disrupt Elmer’s work day for no other reason than to be the massive bitch that I am”, and you know what, it ain’t pretty! Just like your face. Ugly bitch...thanks for bringing your fucking opinion...❞

No customer service voice for Scorpion, it seemed.

Elmer crossed his arms over his chest as scowled...brooding. Mostly about himself and the way he’d reacted. He’d just wanted her to see that he was trying...but it seemed that his efforts had backfired, as the very second she questioned the substance of his progress, he’d blown up at her, completely degenerating back to the callous and insensitive person that everybody knew but nobody ever remembered. Just...with a more underlying sense of woundedness beneath the surface. How pathetic...

Jesus Christ. He was already feeling guilty for the words that had left his mouth. But it was the only way he knew how to defend himself! His emotions were contemporarily easy-to-bruise. He’d just reasoned that maybe if he rejected her judgement first, then his heart-bearing self being rejected by her wouldn’t sting so fucking much or be as much of an insult to who he really might have been, because then he was the one in control. But that felt like a bad joke, too. Elmer wasn’t in control at all. In fact, he was inwardly reeling. Was this karma for the way he’d treated people in the past?! Well...fuck it, whatever! If a heartless being was the only thing she could see him amounting to, then a heartless being he would be. Maybe, he shouldn’t keep denying himself the unsavoury intensity his feelings wrought! Maybe, he should just go nuts and freak the fuck out on everyone who’d ever wronged him in this town and fucking kill them all.

...

Okay. That probably wasn’t a normal thought to have when you have a fully-functioning heart.

Was that just an intrusive thought brought on by his elevated state of emotion or was it a genuine impulse of his to go out with the intent to actually hurt somebody? He legitimately couldn’t tell...and that scared him. A lot.

#{Verse: Hard Feelings}#{Interaction: obscuremarvelmuses}

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thewales-family · 2 years

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Brilliant article from Rebecca English on the occasion of The Duchess of Cambridge's 40th birthday

“Catherine [as William prefers her to be known] had clearly put a lot of thought into it and made very clear that, for her, it was about listening and learning.'

For his part, William had impressed on his bride the need for them to take their time.

Another of the couple's collaborators told me: 'And that's exactly what she has done — with William as her guide. He's encouraged her to do things gradually, saying: 'This is for you to work out how you want to do it.'

'He may not shout from the roof-tops about equality, but theirs is a true partnership.'

[...] Similarly, her Early Years initiative, highlighting how experiences before the age of five can have a bearing on such issues as addiction and social exclusion in later life, has been close to her heart.

Rebecca says: 'It's been wonderful to see Catherine achieve what she wanted to and it's all the more powerful because it is so genuine. Mental health, the Early Years and addiction are all being talked about more openly because of her interventions.'

Most notably, the Queen has nothing but admiration for her and feels comforted that the future of her dynasty appears assured. Prince Philip was also a particular source of support for Kate — often writing her 'very warm and loving' letters.

By then, she had lost her own grandparents, so his advice was much-welcomed and he became something of a role model.

'Philip was famous for writing letters in the family, but he was particularly thoughtful towards Catherine. He guided her to understand that royal service is what you make of it and was a valuable sounding board,' a family insider tells me. They spent a lot of time together in Norfolk and she looked up to him enormously.'

According to another source, it has 'not been easy' for Kate to combine being the mother of three young children with fulfilling a busy schedule of public duties. 'She'll be the first person to say how lucky she is to have the help of a nanny and staff.

'But going from being a mummy, worrying if a child is not well or had a good day at nursery, to transforming herself into a public figure and shining at an evening reception is tough emotionally. Ultimately, her children are her priority.'

'If there's an evening event, Catherine tends to get her hair ready between meetings during the day so she can finish up while the children are eating dinner, which allows her the time to put them to bed.

Above all, William is her partner in everything.

A source says: 'He flies off the handle at any sign of Kate being patronised and stamps that out very quickly. It's one of his triggers. Over the years, many people have come up with great ideas for her, but if they are put across in a dismissive way, they've got pretty short shrift from him.'

In private, they couldn't be tighter, and rarely spend time apart aside from when working.

And on the occasions I've spoken to him over the years, William has always been far keener to speak about his wife's achievements — praising the hours she puts in for the organisations of which she is a patron — than his own.

There's a deep intimacy between the couple. All the big decisions are taken together. Their diaries are approved only after the other one has agreed."

#duchess of cambridge #british royal family #england #2022 #january 2022 #duchess of cambridge's 40th birthday #birthday #birthday 2022 #her relationship with william 🥺#the cambridges #my edit

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glowingbadger · 3 years

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do you have anything in the ask box abt sfw + nsfw hcs w caspar and linhardt??-- if not, could i rq them pls?

Two Very Good Boys TM why have I not written more for them yet lol - especially Lin, he's a fav of mine for sure~

Also. Can I just say. Linhardt has so much Game. Like, half of his support chains end with him being like "what if we fucked and/or got married haha jk... unless?" and the other person just 👀👉👈

Caspar, Linhardt x GN Reader

SFW (nsfw below the cut)

Caspar:

- Caspar is as intense and energetic about love as he is about everything else. His feelings for you grow steadily as you work together as friends and allies, and he eventually realizes that there's a reason why he's always bizarrely excited for dull monastery chores like supply runs and patrols when he's assigned with you.

- When he finally confesses, it's in the middle of some such chore. He's been staring at you oddly as you work, until he abruptly says your name, then blurts out, "I think I'm in love with you." He practically shouts it at you, his eyes fiery and his face red. Once you work past the shock of the moment and affirm that you feel the same, he pumps a fist in the air, then laughs as he lifts you and spins you in a circle.

- He's not exactly "smooth" and doesn't have much romantic experience, but his unwavering sincerity and desire to be good to you makes up significantly for these. He's terrible at surprise gifts, since he always wants to get you something you'll love, so he'll spoil it by saying something like "So how do you feel about danishes??" right before heading to the best bakery in town. But when you thank him, wearing one of those warm, genuine smiles- he just melts, and he figures he doesn't have to be smooth or clever as long as he can make you smile like that.

- This. Man. Is a Cuddler. He doesn't like to be "mushy" in public, but he truly adores every-day physical displays of affection. He can't help swinging your hands a little when your fingers are laced during a walk through town, and if you're alone together, he just habitually has to be holding or touching you somehow. Caspar was never one to sit still for long- until he realizes that holding you to his chest while the two of you chat on his bed is completely addictive.

Linhardt:

- Oh Lin, this beautiful weirdo. For a long while, you won't get much of a love confession from him; instead, he just continuously puts himself near you. He doesn't need anything from you, and there's no pressure to keep him occupied in conversation- he just finds he's soothed in your presence. He doesn't question it until he finds himself even choosing your company over his studies or sleep. Then, for some time, he actually finds this new feeling rather disturbing.

- Finally, you're both enjoying a sunny afternoon, reading, casually chatting a bit, him dozing off periodically. In a quiet moment when you'd assumed he was fast asleep, he instead turns towards you and quite suddenly says, "If I were to tell you that I find myself quite insistent upon being near you at every possible opportunity, how would you describe that feeling?" when you don't give an immediate response, he follows this up with, "Would you consider that romantic attraction? Perhaps I really have fallen for you... hm..."

- Linhardt doesn't have much of a memory for birthdays and holidays (his mind is generally occupied with any number of other things), but you're not likely to find yourself doubting his feelings for you, nor his commitment. That's because he's very blunt about telling you. The delicate propriety of the nobility is of very little concern to him, so he feels no hesitation about placing a kiss to your lips in the middle of the (very occupied) library and telling you, "My, you are exceptionally lovely today." Before, of course, returning to his search for whatever tome he'd insisted he needs to review for his latest topic of interest.

- He is an excellent listener when you've had a stressful day or are in a bad mood. Though you will need to tell him directly if you're just looking to vent, because he's one to always think of a straightforward solution for you. But, as a creature of his comforts, Lin is wonderful at helping you relax. He'll hold you and rub small circles along your back until one or both of you dozes off- if you need it, he'll even force himself to stay up long enough to talk more, or recite some list of known crest effects until his gentle, even voice lulls you to sleep.

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Caspar:

- He likes sex intense and passionate, and has no problem "doing most of the work," as it were. You may have to guide his pace a bit, as he can get a bit too excited- but he has immense stamina, so you'll certainly be satisfied by the end. In fact, he's fully capable of cumming more than once in a night, with a fairly short refractory period, so if you're up for it, fucking Caspar can become quite a workout in its own right.

- Caspar can be pretty bitey- he loves marking you and being marked, and even he's surprised by how much he just loves burying himself at the crook of your neck, or at your chest, or your lower stomach. He's been attracted to people before, sure, but he's never known he could be so absolutely entranced by someone's body before you.

- As you'd imagine, he's pretty vocal in bed, and likes it when you are too. His pleasured grunts and moans are completely shameless, communicating exactly how incredible you make him feel. He doesn't have much of an innate sense for dirty talk, but he loves it when you talk dirty. Even simple encouragement, like "Oh, Caspar- fuck, just like that! Mmmh- your cock feels so good-!" gets his body burning to his very core. He never realized it before, but his ultimate weakness is when you can tell he's getting close, and you moan out that you want him to cum for you. It's his kryptonite, and his body shudders as a powerful orgasm takes over him.

- His cock is about average length-wise, but it is thick and very nicely veined. He's not excessively sensitive or anything, but if you manage to tie him up or force him to slow his pace in some other way, it is deliciously easy to reduce him to a whiny, needy mess. He'll buck his hips up as you tease the tip of his cock with a slickened finger, desperation in his eyes as he groans out, "Ungh, Y/N, this is torture- please, I- I want you so bad-!"

Linhardt:

- He's deeply focused and fascinated by your body, and will study you for as long as you can withstand his gentle touch. He wants to know your every single turn on, your every tender sweet spot, and wants to hear every possible way you can moan his name. Related- I've seen a lot of people assume Lin is entirely and exclusively a bottom out of laziness, and I firmly disagree. We've seen how intensely he commits himself to the things that have caught his interest, and once you're his, he's going to learn everything he can about your pleasure. He's open minded and willing to try almost anything at least once, provided it's not too strenuous.

- Lin very much enjoys exploring some less expected erotic pleasures; things like circling your fingertips with his tongue, then nipping and sucking at the tender skin, or fucking between your thighs or ass cheeks without fully entering you until you beg him. His easy self-confidence and patience make him something of an unintentional soft dom. It's not that he aims to make you whimper and beg for him before he finally enters you- it's just that he's enjoying your body so much that he doesn't feel the need to rush.

- He loves cockwarming. Lying comfortably on his side with you cradled against him and his length buried in your warm little hole- it's absolute heaven for him. He gets to relax and feel completely at ease and even a little sleepy as you hold him deep inside of you, and it's adorable when you squirm a little, trying to get his cockhead to rub into you a certain way. He gives a light chuckle and nuzzles against the back of your neck, murmuring, "Now, now, don't be impatient- aren't you comfortable?"

- He's not much of a fan of the mess that can come with sex, and resents the cleanup time required, as once he's cum, he wants nothing more than to just hold you close and let your steady breathing lull him to sleep. So, he'll generally do his best to minimize marks, or a mess of cum- though, given his method is frequently to lick you clean, who's complaining.

#caspar von bergliez #linhardt von hevring #caspar x reader #linhardt x reader #fire emblem #feh #fe3h #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem headcanons #fluff and smut #fire emblem smut #fire emblem x reader

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thecinematicalgorithm · 3 years

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10 Reasons Why Zekaela Should Be Endgame (And Jachaela Should Not) - Part One

Sorry Jachaela fans but this analysis is not for you. I am Team Zeke all the way and I was pretty much Team Zeke from the moment he crashed onto the floor. To be clear though I am not a hater of Jared. I think that in his own right Jared is a good character, with good chemistry with Michaela and the rest of the cast, largely in part of J.R. Ramirez’s great acting. But however much I like Jared for what he brings to the story my heart belongs to Zekaela and here are the reasons why:

10. They Understand Each Other

Before they even met Zeke and Michaela seem to have had some level of connection and understanding of one another. Zeke could see hope and strength in Michaela’s picture alone and found inspiration there. Michaela understood the urgency of Zeke’s “Find her” mantra that permeated her callings, so that she had already begun to rule out that the Calling meant to find the Major long before she realized the truth. Once they met it was like they immediately fell onto the same page. Michaela understood Zeke’s need for closure and redemption from the guilt he carried over his sister’s death, as she had with Evie’s. As their relationship grows so does their understanding of one another with Zeke gladly standing aside to allow Michaela to lead and do her thing, knowing there is no stopping her. And likewise Michaela begins allowing Zeke to follow her on missions, despite his not being a cop, simply because she knows there’s no stopping him from having her back.

On the flip side, Jared and Michaela have rarely been on the same page. Partly this is because Jared does not understand the callings or the intensity they bring. However, he should know by now the good that comes with following the callings, and the bad when they don’t. Yet, he stubbornly resists Michaela’s attempts to follow the calls even though they firmly believe that doing so is the only way to save her life and the lives of the other passengers. Perhaps they understood one another before Michaela’s disappearance, but from the moment Michaela returned, her and Jared’s moments of understanding are quite rare.

9. They Support Each Other

“Where you lead, I will follow.” This is the phrase Zeke tells Michaela twice in season 3, and has demonstrated multiple times since they first met. If that’s not the pinnacle phrase of support I don’t know what is. Zeke understands his wife, but what’s more, he supports her in everything that she does. Even if he doesn’t fully agree, he gently voices his concerns, but still allows her to make her own choices without getting in the way. Michaela too supports Zeke. She went through with the wedding despite feeling that he should be trying to save his life instead, and swore in her wedding vows to support every decision in his life.

Jared however, has not only been very unsupportive of Michaela throughout the show, but has even actively worked against her, such as investigating Zeke despite her asking him not too, refusing to give her space when she requested it, refusing to help her with some of her callings. Jared has only supported her at select times, but it is not always a solid thing with him. Granted he is a cop and he must often feel as if she’s tying his hands behind his back, but again if he could understand her and understand that what she and the passengers are dealing with is wildly outside of the norm, then he could be more supportive.

8. They Make a Good Team

Two people who understand and support each other are bound to make a good team and Zekaela proves this 100%. Together they have been able to solve multiple callings, even after Zeke was unable to receive callings anymore. They compliment one another with Michaela often being the assertive and decisive one that gets shit done, and Zeke being the calm, reasoning voice like when he negotiated with Logan Strickland throughout the bank robbery. Both have compassion and empathy (though Zeke more so with his gift), but they use their own unique skills to work toward a common goal.

Jared and Michaela do work well together as A-type personality cops. They are assertive, decisive, goal-oriented, and when they have to make split-second decisions they usually work well together. But that’s where it stops. If Jared had been the one with Michaela in the bank the outcome would have been very different. They may have been able to take him down, but probably not peacefully, and probably without gaining access to the vault that provided a clue to 828′s death date. When their goals do not align, they’re ability to work as a team disintegrates.

7. They Make Each Other Smile

Both Michaela and Zeke have had it rough. Zeke especially had a hard life after he lost his sister. His father abandoned him, his mother gave up on him as he fell into alcohol and addiction, and all the while he carried a guilt and shame that ate away at his soul. He hated himself and he refused to allow himself any true joy. Michaela carried that same guilt and shame with her after having been in a drunken car accident that got her friend killed. There’s also the unspoken reality of what Michaela does for a living. She may love her job, and be good at it, but that does not make it easy. Which is why it is so refreshing to see Michaela and Zeke together because so often their domestic life is light-hearted, with gentle teasing and smiles and hugs. Michaela’s most genuine smiles are almost exclusively with Zeke and vice versa.

Jared has brought few smiles to Michaela since she’s been back. Their relationship has become too complicated and strained with the two often being at odds, having had an affair that Michaela regrets, and Jared not being able to understand what she’s dealing with. Their relationship just isn’t what it was.

6. They Trust One Another

The trust Zeke and Michaela have for one another was nearly instant. Michaela even gave Zeke her trust during their first mission to solve their calling, and asked for his trust in return, which he gave. They are honest with one another, and even when Zeke accidentally shot Mick her trust never wavered. It’s actually quite remarkable as both have every reason to doubt the other’s sanity, and both have trust issues yet they choose to trust each other entirely.

Jared and Michaela clearly don’t trust each other entirely. Michaela even thought Jared had legit joined the X’ers, and Jared doesn’t trust the Callings and by extension he doesn’t trust Michaela. Trust is actually one of their biggest relationship flaws.

Hope you enjoyed my analysis. Part two will be up in the next day or two. Thank you for reading!

#zekaela #zeke landon #michaela stone #manifest nbc #melissa roxburgh #matt long #jared vasquez #jr ramirez

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cheeriecherry · 4 years

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Can I get a cup of uhhhhhhhh dating headcanons? For Todo, Baku, and everyone's favourite sleepy dad?

One cup of headcanons, coming right up!

Warnings: Just fluff

Todoroki Shoto

-Actually getting to the dating stage is kind of a wholeass mission. I wholeheartedly believe that Todoroki is the dumbest smart person ever; he’s clever and strong, but he also strikes me as the kind of guy who thinks 1KG of steel is heavier than 1KG of feathers.

-Lol everyone knows you’ve got a crush on him. Everyone except for him. He just doesn’t think that much about dating or romance or anything like that, unless prompted. His whole life, he’s been forced to focus on hero work, so it’ll take some time for him to get out of that mentality.

-He doesn’t clue in to his feelings for you, not for a while at least. He’d start off pretty indifferent towards you like he was with everyone else, but over time he’d begin to notice that he likes having you around. He feels more relaxed around you, and more inclined to converse and be present and friendly.

-I think he’d chalk it up to ‘is this what friendship feels like’ meanwhile he’s out here training extra hard in hopes that you’ll see and be impressed.

-Someone will probably have to say something to get him thinking about his feelings for you. Either that, or he accidentally admits to you that he has a crush on you, but he doesn’t know it’s a crush, and you’re just like ‘oh bby’. You’ll have to spell it out for him.

-He finds you after class one day and asks to take a walk around campus to talk, and you’re like ‘okay sounds cool’.

-It’s a little awkward and quiet at first, and eventually you’re like ‘are you okay, did you need to talk about something?’

-And when he turns towards you his cheeks are flushed and he looks uncharacteristically flustered. Then he goes on to tell you how whenever you’re around, his heart beats faster and he gets warm even though his quirk isn’t active, and how he always wants to impress you even though he doesn’t care what other people think.

-He probably admits some really dumb stuff too, like how he still has the pencil you lent him at the beginning of the year, or how he fell on his ass during training because he was too busy staring at you.

-Pls be kind to him when you tell him about feelings. I think it will surprise him for like 0.5 seconds, but then he’ll be like ‘oh that makes sense’ in his usual way.

-Even after all that, you’re gonna have to be the one to ask him on a date. He’ll definitely say yes to you, but would still struggle with asking for himself.

-Anyways, once you guys have gone on a few dates and decide to make it exclusive, it’s a pretty relaxed relationship. He trusts you, so he’s pretty up front about everything, and if he doesn’t know what he’s feeling he’ll let you help him work through it.

-He’s not always clueless though, and he gets a lot better at expressing himself the more time he spends with you and the rest of the class.

-He’s pretty into casual touches, which he figures out after you sit beside him on the couch in the common room and set your head on his shoulder. He’ll ask you in private if you could do things like that more often, and over time he’ll start reciprocating, and it’ll just be a relationship full of head pats and held hands and forehead kisses.

-Also pls cuddle him when it’s just the two of you. Hold him close and run your fingers through his hair. 8/10 times he’ll fall asleep.

-Will want to train with you, and during class exercises he’ll seek you out as a partner/opponent. He wants to learn how to work with you, in case the need ever arises. But he also just wants to spend time with you, and likes watching you be bad ass.

-If you’re upset with him, or not quite feeling so great, please tell him. Don’t give him the cold shoulder, or be like ‘you know what you did’, because he absolutely will not know what he did. Let him know if you have an issue with something he did, from small things like eating the last of your chocolates, to more serious things like accidentally doubting your skill or flirting with other people. Just. Verbalize how you’re feeling.

-This also goes for when he does something good. Tell him when he’s made you happy, or helped improve your mood, or validated your feelings, or smth. It’ll reassure him that he’s being not only a good friend, but a good boyfriend too.

-Also,okay so he has that thing where he looks cool and aloof at first, but is actually soft and big-hearted right? There’s a whole bunch of other things he doesn’t show at first, which you are the first person to experience.

-He’s hella shy about kissing you. He’s pretty chill about PDA like holding your hand and hugging you and stuff like that, but kisses? It’s just such an intimate thing to him.

-Once he figure out he really wants to kiss you, he’s relentless in trying. Probably tries at the most inopportune times though, like at lunchtime and in the middle of class. Don’t be too mad at him, it’s the only thing his brain cell can concentrate on.

-So much so that he takes a hit during training and falls flat on his back. And you’re like ‘oh shit??’ and rush over to him once he doesn’t get up right away. You kneel over him and ask him if he’s alright, gently touching his cheek to try and calm him.

-And he just stares up at you because you look like an angel. Deadass blurts out ‘I want to kiss you so badly’ without a second thought, and smiles his little smile when you get flustered.

-And that’s how your first kiss happens, in the middle of an arena with your whole class watching. Aizawa probably scolds you.

-All in all, I think he’d be a pretty good boyf. He’d need some patience at first, and a lot of verbal affirmation and open communication, but that’s a good thing to practice in any relationship. He loves you a lot and is devoted and caring and always willing to fight for you.

Bakugou Katsuki

-God, okay, definitely the shoutiest boyfriend. He’d probably be pissed af when he realizes he’s catching feelings for you. He’s definitely not verbal about his feelings, but he’s not stunted like Todoroki is. He knows what he’s feeling, he just doesn’t like it.

-He thinks you’re a distraction to him, and probably takes it out on you. After all, if you hate him then it’ll be easier to let go of you and he won’t have to deal with you being around him.

-Sike tho, either he makes you sad and instantly feels guilty about it (which he hates), or he makes you Big Mad and you serve him his ass on a silver platter. Both ways, he’s not able to make you dislike him, and he only ends up liking you more.

-He’ll calm down after a couple weeks though, and come to terms with the fact that this is his life now and that he’s gonna have to deal with the annoying heart palpitations he gets whenever you’re around.

-Though a bonus I guess is his palms also get sweaty when you’re nearby, which means more explosions. Which we all know is a good thing for boom boy.

-Over time, he begins to slip up, and you begin to notice. His gaze lingering on you during training and during class, his lack of insults towards you, just generally being less unpleasant when he knows you’re around. Some of your classmates have also picked up on it, but none of them have really put two and two together.

-You have, though, and you know he won’t be the one to make a move. So you corner him one evening outside the dorms and confront him about it. He vehemently denies it, but all it takes is for you to look at him and he huffily admits it.

-Nothing is really agreed upon right then and there, but as the days and weeks pass, you pretty much just end up dating. You spend more time together, studying or training or goofing off. Well...he doesn’t really goof off, but he sits nearby while you do. You even convince him to come to game night with the bakusquad and -after much poking and prodding- he even plays a couple rounds of mario kart.

-He either wins or he accuses everyone of cheating. It’s funny to watch.

-He doesn’t really know how relationships work, so be patient with him also while he figures it out. If you’re mad at him, don’t try to act snide about it because it’ll just end up blowing up in your faces. He might grumble if you tell him outright, but overall he’ll try to fix it. He’s a ride or die boyfriend, and however temperamental he is, he hates making you sad.

-Also he’ll never say it out loud, but he loves cuddling you. He’s pretty strict about not showing his softer side in public, so most of your more affectionate gestures are behind closed doors. Sometimes he’ll just show up at your dorm room, slam the door shut, and flop down on your bed. This is his way of saying ‘i feel like shit, come pet my hair’.

-Most of his needs are conveyed nonverbally, so you’ll have to learn how to speak Bakugou.

-The only time he’s ever told you what he wanted out loud is when you guys had your first kiss. He was noticeably tense throughout the day, so after class you pulled him aside and asked him what was up.

-You hadn’t expected him to turn tomato red and mutter that your lot of friends had been teasing him earlier about kissing, and his lack of experience. You asked him if he wanted you to go kick their asses, and he was like ‘no, i want you to kiss me’.

-Cue both of you being flustered. But it lead to a really sweet kiss, soft and surprisingly gentle and thoughtful.

-He’s more open about kissing you publicly, if not for the fact that he’s low key addicted, then definitely because it sort of lays his claim on you without being too mushy. But those kisses will be shorter and cooler than the ones you share behind closed doors.

-When it’s just the two of you though? He’s got you held close while your lips meet, fingertips sliding across your jaw and arm held fast around your waist. Those are the kisses that lead to heated makeouts usually.

-All in all, also a good boyfriend. Abrasive and loud, but loyal and smart and willing to explode everyone if it would make you happy. He calms down over time once he gets used to the relationship, while still maintaining an air of pride. Will never hesitate to brag about you, and will affectionately shout compliments at you whenever he feels like it.

Aizawa Shouta sleepiest dad

-Anyone who knows him knows that he’s got a busy life. Between teaching and being a pro hero, he probably doesn’t have a lot of down time. So you have to be okay with him having so much work.

-He doesn’t mind if you miss him during the days, in fact he would be mildly off put if you didn’t miss him (at least a little), but you can’t be someone who would try and make him change his schedule permanently to give you more attention.

-A day or two off here and there? Sure, the occasional lazy day break is nice and also reasonable, but I don’t think it would work out if you were super clingy.

-It probably gets a little difficult when the dorm system is implemented at the school, since he’s there overnight most of the time now. I think that’s one area where he’d be willing to try and implement a better system, whether it be having you on campus with him during the nights, or allowing him to head back home.

-Because as busy as he is, he’s not a neglectful partner. Even if he’s dead tired when he comes home, he’ll always take the time to greet you and sit with you and ask you about your day and tell you about his. He’ll lay back on the couch with you across his chest, and listen to you tell him about all the dumb shit you’d witnessed throughout the day.

-He’s a little rigid about PDA, mostly because his friends tease him and he doesn’t want to risk any of his students seeing (lest the also tease him), but he’s fine with casual affection. Walking with your arm tucked around his, hugs, chaste kisses, that sort of thing. He’s an adult in a relationship, he’s not gonna deny you any of those things just because he’s shy (though he will never admit that).

-Despite his outward uncaring appearance, he’s actually really intense, and feels a lot. He’s an emotional person, he’s just really good at keeping it on the down low. So you’d have to be pretty good at reading him in order to get him to open up, but also not push him too hard. Let him know that you know he’s stressed about something, but give him the room to make the choice in coming to you.

-He’s a pretty low maintenance boyfriend. He doesn’t need all the bells and whistles and fancy dates. He’s fine making dinner together and then hanging out to watch a movie, or maybe occasionally going out for a drink or a walk. What he cares about most is spending time with you, and just getting to be around you.

-But he is still perpetually tired, so he’ll be most happy on his own couch. Dinner and movie nights often lead to cuddles, which often lead to soft kisses, and then more heated kisses, and then hands touching you everywhere.

-It’s very easy to get carried away when he kisses you. Unless you’re in public, even the smallest kiss could snowball into a good romp, granted you have the time. He’s intense and firm, but his lips are warm and pliant, and he kisses you the way he needs oxygen; desperately and absolutely.

-Arguably the best boyfriend, but maybe i’m biased because he’s my type lol. He doesn’t ask for a lot, but requires your respect on the few things he needs, and in return he’ll be there for you when he can. And when he’s there? His attention is solely on you, all his thoughts and energy. He’s quiet and patient and loving, and behind closed doors he’s pretty affectionate. If he’s dating you, then it isn’t just something casual; he’s already seen that you’re someone worth putting his time and energy into. By the time he asks you out, he’s probably already in love with you.

#aizawa shouta x reader #aizawa x reader #eraserhead x reader #bakugou x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #Anonymous

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imthepunchlord · 3 years

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Marinette’s Best to Least

Adrien, Alya, Nino, Kagami

I kinda miss doing these.

OK, here’s how its going to work. People can have miraculouses that fit them best (can immediately pull them off with little to no issues), then there’s 2nd best (which is middle gruond, not ideal but doable), and then the least (struggles with most). Best can range from 1-3 depending on the individual. Those who have 3 best are pretty uncommon, and are more along the lines of miraculous prodigies, of the 5 none are actually a least fit, there are just two that are 2nd best.

Peafowl power is essentially the canon but tweaked so it’s power is making golems exclusively through the user, no reaching out to another and doing something based on what they’re feeling. And how complex and elaborate the golem is will depend on the user (specifically if they’re capable of feeling and thinking). At the core, the golem exist to serve whatever purpose it was made for and won’t deviate from that. Also golems are not made through little feathers but by a section of the fan, one quill = one golem. You can have multiple golems but you won’t end up with much of a tool.

So now that that’s out of the way, let’s get this latest version of Best to Least going!

Starting with Marinette.

Marinette at the core is a dualistic character, who can either be direct in how she handles things, or prefer to do things from the background with less attention on her and can be underhanded in her initial choices (examples seen in Refleckta, Mime, Copycat, and Anansi; to name a few). She is actually ruled by both her head and her heart, which has her rely on logic and facts that allows her act as necessary, but also makes her a huge people pleaser who will go above and beyond for others.

At the core, canon is setting her up to be a miraculous prodigy, so many of these she should get down pretty well, though some she may struggle with more than others.

Her best are Butterfly, Fox, and Bee, who all meet how she works and she can use either of them quite well from the immediate start. As these work off her strengths, depending on what she has can shape her growth and which she would wind up leaning more towards.

Starting with Butterfly, we can see that Marinette is good at recognizing potential in people, know their strengths and what they can pull off. Actually as we see, her first thought process when she got Tikki was to pass her on to someone she thought would be more fitting, thinking Alya would a solid hero (which she is right about). She’s also open and eager to reach out to others for help and is a big team player. This miraculous also leaves it open if she wants to be a leader or not. This does also play off her nature to assist others with their problem, and her willingness to give them a needed boost if needed, any sort of boost they may need.

Growth wise, this would have her learn to be open more to the idea of asking for help and reaching out to others, learn that she doesn’t have to shoulder everything herself. It can also be good to help her learn to put some distance between her and issues, that sometimes people need to be given a chance to solve those problems themselves without her helping or trying to make it better.

She and Nooroo would be a very sweet pair together as both are very considerate and ruled by their heart. And this being a more emotion related miraculous, Nooroo himself would be quite good in helping Marinette deal with any emotional issues.

Fox works off her observation skills, her capability to step back and take things in and consider her options, and her able to come up with complex, elaborate plans that secures their win. It also matches her inclined moments to help from the shadows and use underhanded tactics. While she’s not an outright deceiver, she is a good manipulator and is resourceful and creative enough to work things into her favor. She can also match Fox as a risk taker, for this is a daring animal that will take risks that they believe they can win. It’s not often that she will, but she is ready to try her chances.

In terms of growth, this miraculous would lead to her relying more on underhanded and crafty tactics, and settle herself more into a background role. She still has good leadership potential and could direct a team if required, but as this miraculous is more being a background manipulator, she’d wind up less inclined to have attention on her and rather influence situations and people subtly. This can really help her grow in terms of resourcefulness, cunning, and how well she can work/manipulate things into her favor.

Marinette and Trixx would actually be a solid match up, as what we see, while Trixx prioritizes duties and responsibility, they’re observant enough to pick up on their user’s feelings and can address said issues. And playing headcanons that Trixx is more morally grey, can allow Marinette to not be inclined for “the greater good” all time. There are times that Marinette is more inclined for underhanded tactics (Refleckta). And observant and sharp herself, Marinette can mentally be Trixx’s equal, and won’t be solely guided/influenced by the kwami. I see this as an equal and engaging partnership that could be fun and have some interesting conversations.

With Bee, this works off Marinete’s strength as a leader, her capability to be direct and aggressive (when required or when she wants to be), and to be a capable teamplayer as she is fine not always being the leader and is content to be a follower (hence her largely following after Alya instead of taking the lead). And if you want to factor in symbolism and traits, of the 5, Bee matches her most. Actually outside her color coding, everything about her screams Bee: being a creator, being team oriented, leadership potential, a source of nurture, warmth, and support, being a gardener, a source of assistance, being an active multitasker and busy bee, and capability to fight back but often as a last resort/response than starting something herself.

In terms of growth, this miraculous would have her embracing the strengths of her being more direct and involved, and can add onto this idea to restore order and happiness for others and fix problems herself. It could allow her to truly bloom into herself as a leader, multitasker, defender, and provider for those around her.

Kwami wise its not as ideal (though everything about canon Pollen is incredibly problematic). Canon wise, Pollen would be a good source of support and encouragement, and with Marinette being engaging with her kwami and considering them more her equals/friend than a servant, can prompt Pollen to start growing mentally and emotionally. Unlike Trixx, Pollen would be more morally uptight, though I don’t see her having the same intensity as Tikki in that moral uprightness. And until Pollen grows in wisdom (which takes experience), Marinette will largely have to figure stuff out herself, which potentially could be for the best (as Tikki will voice her concerns and then rely on Marinette to figure out a solution). This is a partnership where I see Pollen having more to gain than Marinette (though she’ll have a very loyal and supportive kwami which will be nice).

Marinette’s 2nd best choices are Turtle and Peafowl. These technically do match her and she has aspects to her character that can allow her to use them well, but they aren’t exactly matching to the entirety of who she is and there are better more immediate matches. These do however offer alternative growth potentials for her.

With Turtle, this matches Marinette in her need to step in and assist others, take the brunt of the problem herself, matching her nature as a more direct supporter. The issue though is that Marinette is more the sort to go and address the problem than hang back as a protector for others. This can also count as a miraculous of self-protection, which can be a good thing for Marinette to learn to be more conscious for her own safety (not just physical but emotional and mental).

Growth wise, this largely will help her learn self-care, and to put distance between herself and a problem, allowing others to handle it while she focuses on those who need immediate support. This miraculous will also strengthen her drive to be a protector and helper to those in need, but learn to pick her battles better and that she can help in other ways than directly addressing a problem.

Of the kwamis, she and Wayzz are actually closest in similarities and would get along very well. Wayzz, like Marinette, wants to address problems quickly but smartly. He is also adaptable and observant, will pick up on personality quirks of his humans, and adjust himself to meet them so they can get along better. As such, he’d learn quickly that he can be a good source of calm for Marinette, offer up logic when her imagination runs wild with her overthinking things. He would add onto the want to involve one’s self in issues and probably both wind hovering close by if there are any issues. He may spark off a tea addiction in Marinette.

Peafowl would work off her creativity, imagination, and ingenuity. If there is an issue, she will know just what golem to create to address said problem. This is another miraculous that leaves it open if Marinette would like to join the heat of things or not, either leaving it to her golem alone or joining her golem in a fight. Like Fox, this is also a miraculous more designed to play by the user’s own rules, and Marinette has her tendencies of playing by her rules. Biggest struggle though is that golems made serve a purpose and her creations can end up more closed off to other things around them. I can also see Marinette regarding her more complex creations as “alive” when they aren’t truly.

In terms of growth, this miraculous could help her learn to focus on one thing at a time, while she is a skilled multitasker, Marinette does have issues of taking on more than she can chew, and this is a power that’s more about focusing on one issue at a time. She can make multiple golems, but could ultimately end up weaponless as each golem is made through a piece of her fan.

Of the little we see of the restored Duusu, I will presume that she and Marinette would get along as we see Duusu is affectionate, chatty, and very open. She has an amiable personality that Marinette can get along with.

Between the Cat and Ladybug, Marinette is actually good with both. She has the creativity, ingenuity, and resourcefulness for the Ladybug. For Cat, she has the reflexes, instinct, and the willingness to take risks and be direct with issues. She can pull both of them off incredibly well. And as a creator, Marinette is capable of using both, as Ladybug creates and Cat destroys, and destruction is a form of creation. But between the two, if she had to have one, I’d actually vote for her to have the Cat instead. Not only is there an appeal of a creator having destruction, as she as a creator will know how to best destroy something (for when creating, you are destroying an item’s current form) but...

...A big part of this stems from the kwamis themselves. Tikki has been good at building up Marinette’s confidence in the end and does has helped open Marinette’s eyes to alternative choices and actions. Unfortunately, she is incredibly morally upright, to a point she can be overly critical and nitpicky of Marinette and is adding onto a developing Atlas complex that Marinette is starting to have. Tikki also has issues of prioritizing others over Marinette, and pushes for Marinette to be more considerate of others and putting them before herself. Which in itself is not bad, but self care is important too. Canonly, Tikki is no longer a good kwami for Marinette to have.

Plagg though, in terms of personality, actually would’ve been a better match for Marinette. Not only is he calmer but also more lax and lenient. When her imagination runs wild and leads to freak outs, he can calmly offer logical counterparts to it to bring her out of the anxious episode. Nor will he pile more responsibility onto her that she herself is uncertain of adding. Like Trixx, he is along the lines of morally grey and won’t discourage underhanded tactics that Marinette wants to intitially try. Plagg is a kwami that actually prefers having his humans figure stuff out, and this works in his favor as Marinette is the sort to figure stuff out on her own. He will offer the smallest call outs and she will factor it in and change tactics. Plagg also will not be prioritizing Marinette to put others before herself, she will do that on her own and he will be a reminder to consider herself as well.

She does incredibly well with Ladybug and is a solid Cat, but between the “two most powerful”, I’d lean more Marinette having Cat instead.

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ilovejevsjeans · 3 years

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Daniel Ricciardo on his passion for combat sports, a walkout song and the time he asked Lewis Hamilton to ‘fight’

McLaren Formula One driver Daniel Ricciardo, who currently sits seventh in the driver standings heading into this weekend’s Spanish Grand Prix, is among the world’s best behind a steering wheel. But how would he fare if he swapped his racing gloves for boxing or MMA gloves?

“I’d love to do a charity boxing match or something just to feel that adrenaline of walking to a ring,” Ricciardo said. “It’s on my to-do list for sure. At school I had a few little fights but nothing crazy. Nothing I’d brag about here.”

Ricciardo says he learned the sport of boxing from a friend who fought as an amateur growing up. However in recent years his love of combat shifted more toward mixed martial arts, a sport that is “quite beautiful. It’s an art form and I was just taken by it.”

The Australian — who boasts 4.6 million followers on Instagram — rarely misses a fight night, whether that’s a small card or pay-per-view. Every Monday he gears up for multiple MMA podcasts to hear analysis on what just took place in the cage.

In an exclusive interview with The Athletic, Ricciardo opened up about his love for fighting, which driver would make the best opponent and why Lewis Hamilton turned down an opportunity to get in the ring against him.

You’re an avid fight fan. How did this passion for the sport start?

One of my best friends growing up, when he was growing up, he was doing amateur boxing and got very good at it. I was then doing my racing and he was doing his boxing. We were both on a bit of an unconventional path — both individual sports, not really the typical sports the kids at school were doing. We had that in common. Once I started taking my racing more seriously I began taking my fitness more seriously. So I started going to his gym to just train. I really enjoyed doing it. But the truth is — I don’t want to lie to anyone. I’m not a fighter. As much as I would picture beating the bully up at school, it’s not me. But I just fell in love with not only doing it but also watching it.

I enjoyed watching boxing but it was really when I got exposed to MMA … It just had me. It was back in 2011 when I started properly getting into it. It was the quickest sport I had ever been absorbed by. I was all in.

My whole YouTube feed is just all MMA shows, whether it’s press conferences, interviews, podcasts. It’s just full of MMA stuff. I’m a full nerd now.

Being in Australia and traveling a lot, are you forced to get up at weird times for fights?

The beauty was I was in LA when (Conor McGregor vs. Dustin Poirier 2) was on so it was prime time and I was happy. But normally in Europe, it’s 4 a.m. or 5 a.m., which isn’t as good. Any kind of sporting event that you look forward to, it’s always cool when it’s in the evening because you have all day to get ready and talk about it. If you wake up at 4 a.m. it’s like “ugh,” and then you’re straight into it so there’s not as much of a build-up. But it’s all good.

So do you still train at all?

No. To races, my trainer carries some pads and gloves just to stay a little sharp and change it up. If I’m getting my reflexes with some tennis balls, maybe I throw in a bit of a boxing combination or something. Again, I’m not saying I’m good or anything. But I just enjoy the whole movement part of it.

Boxing was cool and I enjoyed watching it growing up. But there was something with MMA where there’s just so many different disciplines and the matchups … as a contest it was so much more open and for that, exciting. I feel — I know it’s not always the case — you can kind of tell in boxing if someone is getting momentum, the advantage. It’s like “this guy is going to win the fight.” But in MMA, it’s like “this guy is winning standing but if this goes to the ground, it’s back to square one.” So I just loved it. I was really immersed by it all.

Did you have a particular fighter or fight that got you hooked early on?

One of the first events I watched was UFC 116. Chris Leben was on the card and I think he was losing the fight. And then he got a triangle with probably 20 seconds to go in the third round, so that was really exciting. Stephan Bonnar was also on that card and he got a really cool finish on “The Polish Experiment” Krzysztof Soszynski. That was a card for me where I was very taken from that. Then I discovered “The Ultimate Fighter.” I just binge-watched all of those (seasons).

In terms of fighters, Leben was a character, I liked him. Carlos Condit. I’d say Condit and Cub Swanson were two guys I got behind early on. Condit, I love his style and the way he carries himself.

Have you been to a lot of cards in person?

The very first one I did was the best for me personally. To this day, it’s my favorite sporting event I’ve ever been to: (Conor) McGregor-(Chad) Mendes. Vegas in July 2015. Obviously McGregor, but he wasn’t yet a champion and still kind of on the rise. It was the energy and atmosphere. It was just wild.

The whole event too. (Robbie) Lawler-(Rory) MacDonald, which had the fight of the year. Every fight on the main card I think was a finish, so I got very lucky at my first event.

I’ve done (Michael) Bisping-(Anderson) Silva in the UK. That was a great contest as well.

There are a lot of great fighters from Australia and New Zealand like Israel Adesanya, Alexander Volkanovski and Robert Whittaker. Have you had a chance to meet any of them?

I haven’t met them. A couple of them I’ve had interactions with on social media. But I love Whittaker, obviously Volkanovski is killing it. I’m fairly patriotic to the Aussie fighters. If they are fighting, 99 percent of the time I’ll be supporting them. But one of my good buddies is roommates with Luke Rockhold, so I got to know Luke the last couple of years. I was trying to do some training over Christmas with him but it didn’t end up working out.

I know you’re a big shoey guy. What do you think of Tai Tuivasa doing it after wins?

I’ve had a bit of contact with Tuivasa as well. It’s obviously great. But one thing I can’t get behind is spitting. That’s a little extra.

Plus he’ll grab some random fan’s shoe.

He definitely takes it to the next level. It’s cool that — as disgusting as it is — we have some traditions like this.

Shifting a bit to F1, have you ever gotten into any big fights on the track? What was the worst fight you’ve gotten in?

Earlier in go-karting there was a bit more. Unfortunately in F1, I guess because you’re on the world’s stage, even if you push someone you probably are going to get a fine or get penalized. At times it’s a little too clean. But I’m still waiting for the day that someone confronts me and I just lay them out (laughs).

You also just seem a lot more laid back than a lot of other drivers, so you’d probably not be my first choice of someone getting into a fight soon.

I’m all talk, it would be nice obviously to not have to fight anyone. But no one would expect it from me. Even when I tell people I’m a fight fan, people are like “oh really? You’re into that? You seem too nice to like that.”

But to get where I have in the sport, you need a bit of a killer streak in you. I do have it, but don’t always show it.

What other driver would make the best fighter?

I know some guys have done — for fitness — hit some pads. Randomly, he doesn’t have a seat this year, but Daniil Kvyat started doing quite a lot of boxing last year for his training. I saw a few clips and it started to look like he knew what he was doing. I would say he would be the guy who has the most idea. I’d put him and myself up there. The rest I don’t think stand a chance.

So if you had a charity event, you don’t have anyone in particular you’d want to go against?

To be honest, I actually asked Lewis Hamilton. At the beginning of 2016, he posted a video on his Instagram hitting pads. I was as well at the time, so I was like “hey, let’s do a charity fight.” I asked him in person. But he didn’t bite on that one so I was a little sad.

I might re-ask the question.

What about Max Verstappen? For people who watched the first season of the F1 show “Drive to Survive” on Netflix, I’m sure they would love to see you guys throw down at some point.

That would have been cool as well (laughs). Max would be a good competitor in the ring. The way he drives, he’s quite stubborn. He’d be a hard guy to put away. He’s probably the guy that you’d choke him and he’s going to sleep and not tapping. That would make an interesting one.

In contrast, is there an MMA fighter you’d like to race on the track?

An obvious one would be Conor McGregor. To hear in his Irish accent all kinds of things, that would make pretty good television. And he loves his cars. It’s obvious, but that would probably be the best.

How often would you say you watch fights now? Not just PPVs, right?

Unless I have something like work or another commitment, I’m watching it every week. Mondays I’m getting ready for every podcast. I sound like a real nerd but it’s just an addiction. I love it. Anyone doing that for Formula 1, I’d be like “you’re such a nerd,” but here I am doing it with MMA.

Is it hard to follow everything during the race season?

If I can’t see it live, then 100 percent I’m going to watch the replay or buy it later. But it’s also a good escape. If I’m traveling and I’m in between races, to get my mind away from my competition, I like to watch it. I also try to pick up things as well. Whether it’s from a mental point of view … I’ll look at the walkouts and how they are behaving. I try to figure out if they are really as calm and collected as they are portraying or if it’s a bit of a facade. I’m trying to work out what I can use in my events.

Do you have a walkout song prepared if you were to fight?

I’ve thought about it. The short answer is no. You typically have to have something heavy and fast, but I fell in love with Chris Weidman’s “Won’t Back Down.” It’s not typically a song that will pump you up but it’s so iconic and now it’s his, it’s very fitting.

I’d go for something more lyrically powerful as opposed to instrumental. I loved Max Holloway’s, I think it’s called Mount Everest (by Labrinth). (X)

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thegreatestofheck · 4 years

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Ocean and Alcohol ✘JJ Maybank✘

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masterlist for all completed parts can be found here! Word Count - 5,887 Warnings - There’s a lot of talk about abuse in all forms, but no graphic descriptions. Underage drinking, swearing, and a bit of fighting. Synopsis - You’re a kook, but your life is less than ideal. After a fight with some of the other kooks, you let slip a little about your home life to one JJ Maybank, who is more than intrigued. A/N - Literally no one asked for this, but here it is anyway. This one’s in the second person like most reader inserts, but because I’ve always found Y/N to be incredibly distracting, I gave the “you” a name, but you can always change it as you read. I also might do more with these two. Who am I kidding I probably will. Thank you all so much for your time!

Alcohol thrummed through your system, moving your body to the beat of the music. Sarah Cameron, Queen Kook of the Outer Banks, danced beside you. The two of you weren’t exactly friends, but when the other kooks got too much to handle, you turned to each other. You hadn’t intended to spend the night dancing beside Sarah Cameron, but the pogues threw a kegger and you were the last person to miss a party. Unfortunately, that meant interacting with the three groups of people you hated the most; the kooks, the pogues, and the tourons. So, pretty much, everybody on this island. Still, there was free booze and music, which was all you needed to shut the rest of the world out. Things turned sour when the big three, the trifecta of asshats, stepped in to join the party. Topper, Kelce, and the worst of the bunch, Rafe Cameron, Sarah’s very own brother. He was cruel to everyone, not just you, but you hated him anyway. But he wasn’t going to ruin your night. Your dad had left for the mainland for a few days, which meant you could finally breathe. It didn’t matter if Rafe was staring you down from across the beach, high of his ass, wanting to start a fight with literally anyone. There was no way you were getting in a fight tonight, not when you had the house to yourself. The night was cool, the waves sloshing against the shore, the wind rustling the leaves in the trees. For once in your life, everything felt peaceful.

Peace, however, was against Rafe’s coding. He always had to start something. “Hey, Elma! Did you learn to dance like from your Mommy?” Rafe called across the beach. You dropped your arms, the sway in your hips freezing. Ice ran through your veins. You met Sarah’s eyes. She shook her head slowly, continuing to follow the beat of the music. But Rafe had sufficiently ticked you off, his one and only talent. With a huff, you stepped down from the fallen tree you were dancing on and stormed through the sand, marching past Rafe.

“Don’t fucking call me that,” you seethed as you walked past him. You listened to the howling laughter of Rafe and his friends get drowned out by the crashing waves. When you could no longer hear the music or the laughter or the chitter-chatter of the party, you plopped down in the sand.

You called it the goldilocks zone. It was the part of the beach where you could keep your feet in the water without getting your shorts wet by the waves. It was the best place to be when you needed to get your mind off of something. The water was cold enough to chill your senses and clear your mind, the wind blowing the tears off of your face.

You weren’t sure why you always let him get to you. He was just an idiot boy who had too much money and time on his hands with pockets full of insecurities that he projects onto others. It wasn’t your fault his mom left him and his family. It wasn’t your fault his dad expected him to take an inch of responsibility every now and again. Of course, it wasn’t your fault that he was addicted to whatever drugs he had snorted that day. But he somehow managed to make you feel like it.

Every muscle in your body tensed, every nerve on fire. You weren’t sure it was from the alcohol or from your anger, but at the moment, it didn’t matter. With a growl of irritation, you pressed the heels of your palms against your eyes. Your knees bounced up and down from the adrenaline that coursed through you. Tears of frustration rolled down your cheeks, and, frustrated by your tears, you picked up a handful of sand and chucked it into the ocean. You stood with a grumble or two about idiot boys, determined to return to the party. Besides, your shoes and purse were still at the tree that you had been dancing on and you weren’t going to leave without your shoes.

You didn’t get very far before you heard the sound of a fisticuff not too far ahead of her. Sure, you were sick of the fighting, you saw enough of it at home, but when you caught sight of the irritating shade of pink that was Topper’s signature polo shirt, you knew that this was not a fight you were about to miss. Your frustration flooded out of your system as you snuck closer, just to see who the players were. If Topper was there, that meant that Kelce and Rafe were the others on his team. The other team was two boys, but she couldn’t see their faces in the darkness. They were getting beat pretty badly. One was on the ground, Kelce sitting on top of him and shoving his face into the sand. The other was being held by Topper as Rafe beat the shit out of him.

A smile pulled at your lips. Payback was in your sight and it was going to be very sweet.

You leaped over the trunk you were using as a hide-away and ran toward Rafe at full speed. The sheer weight of your momentum threw him off his feet. As soon as he hit the sand, you had him by his shirt and started to pound the shit out of his face.

“I...learned...this...from...my...Daddy!” With every word, you smashed your fist into his face again. It really didn’t take long for your fist to feel sore, but the adrenaline kept you going.

“Look out!” one of the boys said, too little too late. The next second, someone had you by the shoulders and threw you to the ground. You were met with a mouth full of sand. Coughing and spluttering, you tried to stand up, but not before Topper, who was now standing above you, started to kick you in the stomach.

“Lay off her man!” The blows to your stomach subsided. When you looked up to see who had pulled Topper off of you, you wish you hadn’t jumped into the fight. It was none other than JJ Fucking Maybank. If JJ was here, then the other boy must have been John B. A pair of arms was pulling on her, attempting to help her sit up. “Get off me,” you snapped, pulling your shoulder away. “I was just trying to help,” the boy by your side said. It was definitely John B. You narrowed your eyes at him and stood. Rafe was still on the ground, groaning and moaning over his face while Kelce tried to get him to stand up. Topper was getting his shit rocked by JJ.

“JJ, that’s enough,” John B said. The blond-haired pogue looked up from Topper toward John B. There was a look in his eyes that was all too familiar to you. “Let him go, man,” you said finally. JJ scoffed and uncurled his fist from around Topper’s shirt. Topper slid away and helped Rafe all the way to his feet. “This isn’t over,” Rafe said, pointing a finger at you. You crossed your arms and narrowed your eyes at him.

“Go cry to your Mommy, Rafe,” you spat, before mock pouting. “Oh, wait….” Rafe lunged at you, but Topper and Kelce held him back. Both JJ and John B took a step forward to face him head-on if he charged, but you didn’t flinch. There was no way he was coming back for a round two.

“She’s not worth it man,” Kelce said. You gave the three of them a smile and a petty wave as they stumbled away. Without another word, you started back toward the party. “Hey, wait!” JJ yelled from behind, but you kept walking forward. “Elma, wait.” He jogged over to you and you spun around before he reached you, a finger ready to shove in his face. “Don’t call me that, Maybank.” “Fine, whatever. I have your shoes and your bag,” he said, pointing back. Through the darkness, you could see that your shoes were sitting just under a trunk, your bag hanging from a branch. “Why do you have my stuff?” You asked as you walked over to snatch your things off the ground. “Well, I saw you storm off and I didn’t know if you were coming back so I thought-” “Bringing me my shoes won’t get you in my pants, Maybank,” you said as you slipped your sandals onto your feet. “That’s not why-” You rolled your eyes, cutting off his sentence. JJ cleared his throat. “Thank you for helping us,” John B said, walking up beside JJ. You scoffed, still trying to get your shoes on your feet. “I wasn’t helping you. You just gave me an excuse to hit Rafe.” “Those two things aren’t mutually exclusive,” JJ said. He crossed his arms, his signature smirk hung on his lips. You wanted to roll your eyes again. “You going to rejoin the party?” He asked. “Not with you.” “Why do you hate me?” “Because you’re a prick, Maybank.” “C’mon,” John B said, putting out a mediatory hand between the two of you. “There’s no need for hostility.” “Hostility?” You asked, standing and slinging your bag over your shoulder. “Last time I spoke to either of you, you were stealing my little brother’s bike.” “We were going to give it back,” JJ said. You glared at him. “You pogues are all alike,” you said with a bitter laugh, anger bubbling up in your belly. “You think that, because you were born with nothing, you can take whatever you want from us.” “You act like your daddy didn’t by Kid a new bike the next day,” JJ sneered. You let out a steadying breath, resisting every urge to break your hand against his face. “I spent months saving up for that bike for my brother,” you said. “My dad blamed me when it went missing.” John B blanched and began to inch away, but JJ was stuck where he was, trapped in your deadly gaze. “You ‘worked’?” JJ laughed. “I’ll believe it when I see it.”

Shoving your bag back against the trunk, taking a step forward to stand only inches away from JJ. You heard him catch his breath. “My dad doesn’t give me or my brother anything. I have to work to buy my brother school supplies. I worked overtime for weeks for that bike.” For once in his godforsaken life, JJ was speechless. “Have you ever thought for just one second, that you’re not the only person in the world who has a shitty life? Hmm?” Again, he was quiet. John B was quietly kicking a stick in the sand a few yards away, hands shoved into his pockets. You scoffed again. “Of course you haven’t because the world revolves around you, doesn’t it? Newsflash, bucko, you’re not the only person on the planet who is hurting. So, I apologize if I’m hostile, but I have every reason to be.” You had nothing else to say. You probably said too much already. Neither JJ nor John B had anything else to say either. You nodded slowly, pulling the strap of your bag over your shoulder again. You stepped away from them, wandering into the trees past the beach on your way toward your home. ***

You shifted the bag on your shoulder with a sigh, slamming the door of your truck shut. The sun was slowly going down over the trees as you walked up to your house. It was never a place you felt like you could call ‘home’, but it was where you lived for the last 17 years of your life. “Hey, Elma!” You froze for a moment and let out a deep sigh, hanging your head. You knew that voice. “I told you not to call me that, Maybank,” you said, continuing to walk toward your porch. “Well, I don’t know your last name so I don’t know what else to call you,” he said. “I’ll just call you Ellie, or something.” “Whatever.” “Wait, wait!” You kept walking. That’s when you heard the ringing of a quiet bike bell. You stopped again and turned around slowly. JJ was standing near your car, a stupid grin on his face, and his hands on a red bike. Your brother’s bike. You fought the urge to smile. You crossed your arms, leaning your weight on one of your hips. “Did you feel guilty for stealing my innocent brother’s bike?” you asked. JJ shrugged. “You’re right about what you said. Kid didn’t deserve to get his bike taken.” “What was that?” You put a hand behind your ear. “What did you just say?” JJ sighed, but his smile didn’t fall. “You were right, Ellie,” he said. “Thank you for bringing the bike back, JJ. I’ll see you around.” You turned back around toward your house. “Wait, Ellie.” You heard the bike creak as it fell and JJ mutter a quiet ‘ow’. You wanted to turn around and see what happened, but that would lose the dramatic flare. “I wanted to ask you something.” “Shoot.” You didn’t stop, but neither did JJ. “You said something when you were beating the absolute shit out of Rafe the other day, which was totally sick, by the way.” You automatically knew what he was talking about and your stomach dropped. “You said something about your dad and I wanted to know what you meant by it.” “Are you high right now?” “No, I’m-” You could hear the frustration in his voice. The poor boy. “I just want to know what you meant.” In the next few moments, you hadn’t meant to get angry, but whenever someone brought up her dad it was like vomiting. It was a visceral reaction that you couldn’t control. “You’re not the only one who gets knocked around by your old man, Maybank,” you snapped and turned around. You hated seeing the hurt on his face, but you pushed past the shame that ate away at you. “How did you-” “Oh, please, I could smell it off of you from the day I met you.” You paused for a quick breath and your voice quieted, but the taste of your next words was bitter. “Takes one to know one.” Your anger cooled when JJ glanced down at the ground, fiddling with his fingers. You rolled the inside of your lip between your teeth for a moment before turning around and walking up the stairs to your home. Once on the patio, you stopped again and turned to face him one more time. “Do you want to have a beer?” You asked, pinching your eyebrows together, eyes closed. JJ looked up at you, his eyes full of confusion. You were clearly giving him very mixed vibes and he wasn’t one hundred percent sure if you were offering an olive branch or welcoming him inside to chew his head off. Eventually, he nodded. “Maybe we can swap sob stories,” you offered as he walked up your front stairs. You tried to smile at him. “Then you might not hate me so much,” he said, his usual joking demeanor returning. “I don’t hate you,” you told him as you unlocked your door. “You sure your dad won’t mind us taking a few beers?” JJ asked, jumping over what you said entirely. It gave you time to collect yourself, shoving down the anger and the fear and the anxiety talking about your dad built up in you. For once in your life, you were in the presence of someone you thought might actually understand how you felt on a daily basis. “Nah,” you said. “The beer’s mine. I keep it stored somewhere that he won’t find.”

You led JJ through your enormous, empty house toward the dining room and kitchen area. “Your house is so-” “Cold? Empty? An abyss of darkness waiting to swallow you whole?” “Clean.” “Oh, well, that’s way less dramatic.” To your surprise, JJ laughed. “You know, you’re way funnier than everyone gives you credit for,” he said as you turned into the dining room, where a long, unset table stretched from end to end. He plopped down in one of the chairs as you headed for the kitchen. “Thank you,” you said, eyebrows pinched together. “I think.” “Sure, no problem.” JJ kicked his feet up onto the table, leaning the chair back. You tried not to cringe as pieces of mud and grass dropped onto the table. There was no point in fussing over it now. You would just clean it up later. You returned a few seconds later with a pack of beer, handing one to JJ. You popped yours open with a bottle opener and offered it to JJ, but he declined. Instead, he popped his can on the wooden table. You flinched as the bottle cap flew across the room. Making a mental note of where it landed, you took a long swig of beer. “What is your worst memory of your dad?” JJ asked, after taking an even longer gulp of beer. He wiped his chin with the back of his hand. You watched in dismay as a few droplets fell to the floor. “So you’re going straight in for the kill,” you said with a strained laugh. JJ shrugged, taking another drink. You swallowed. The memory came to the front of your mind as soon as he mentioned it. It was what kept you up at night, what you thought of every time your dad raised his voice. With a heavy sigh and a partial smile, you began to talk. “Kid was washing the dishes after dinner. He dropped a dish and I knew it was going to set my dad off. Everything makes him angry, but he gets especially mad when things weren’t clean. He is the definition of a neat freak. I tried to clean up the glass before he got there, but I got cut by one of the pieces.” You said and let out another shaky breath, running your fingers across the base of your palm. “Dad came careening around the corner at full speed, saw me on the floor and assumed I had done it. Beat the shit out of me. He probably wouldn’t have stopped if my mom hadn’t stepped in. When my mom got his attention off me, I took Kid and I ran upstairs, locked us in the closet. We listened to them scream at each other for hours, throwing everything they could get their hands on at each other. That whole time, I still had that piece of glass in my hand. I didn’t realize I was pushing it deeper and deeper into my skin until everything had settled.”

You took your hand off of the beer bottle and showed JJ the thick scar running underneath your thumb. He reached out and ran his thumb over the length of the scar, sending shivers up your spine. You snatched your hand back and shook away the aftershock. “It’s a reminder now,” you said. “Of what?” He asked. “That no matter what my dad says, no matter how much he tells me he loves me, there is not a single bone in his body that really cares about me.” You finished with a smile, hoping to convince JJ that it didn’t really matter, that it didn’t bother you. You weren’t sure if he believed you. “What happened to your mom?” “Oh no, bucko. It’s my turn to ask the question.” “That’s the second time you’ve called me bucko.” “It’s fitting.”

You took a shallow drink, forcing the queasy feeling in your stomach aside. His smile was sickening in all the right ways, which made you want to hurl your guts out.

“What’s your question?” JJ leaned back again, putting one hand behind his head. “God, do you ever shower?” You asked with an added cough. “You smell like fish.” “That’s just the pheromones.” “Do you even know what that means?” “It’s the sexy smell that animals use to get their game on,” he said and you resisted the urge to facepalm. “You really are the dumbest person I’ve ever met,” you said, trying to cover your laughter with a drink. “Alright, I’m taking that as your question, my turn again.” “No, wait-” “You want to have sex?” You choked on the beer you just chugging, spluttering as you tried to swallow again. “I’m sorry, what?” You managed between coughs. You looked at him with raised eyebrows as he leaned forward. “Wanna have sex?” He leaned even closer, setting his beer on the table. You couldn’t help the small laugh that broke through your mouth as you shook your head. “No,” you said, a smile spreading across your lips. “No, I don’t.” JJ leaned back and shrugged, obviously trying not to look hurt. In a hurried attempt to try and cover for yourself, you put a hand on his elbow.

“It’s got nothing to do with you, Maybank. I mean, you’re hot as hell.” You let out a quick breath and watched the corner of his mouth twinge upward. “I just don’t do sex.” “You a celibate?” He asked, taking a drink. You rolled your eyes. “If I was, it wouldn’t be any of your business.” He raised an eyebrow, as if asking the question again. “No, I’m not celibate.” “Does it involve any more traumatic events in your life, because I thought we were sharing sob stories,” he said, resting his elbows on his knees again. You narrowed your eyes playfully. “From where I’m sitting, it looks like I’m the only one sharing the sob stories.” “Then move closer.” “You want to unlock the tragic backstory as to why I won’t have sex?” You asked, lifting your chin. JJ nodded with that sickening smile. God, this boy was something else. “Then you have to tell me something first.” “Alright.” JJ sat up straight and crossed his arms. “Alright?” “Mmm-hmm. Let’s see.” He tapped his chin as if thinking, but you knew he had already decided what he was going to say. “My dad used to be my hero until my mom left. I wanted to be like him. And now I’m afraid that my fate-” he spat the word out like poison, “-is to be exactly like him; drunk, addicted to drugs, unable to love or be loved. It’s why I push people away, so I don’t inevitably hurt them.” Your throat tightened as he spoke. You knew the feeling all too well. “Wow,” you said, voice thick. You clear your throat with a cough and took a swig from your near-empty bottle. “Was that good enough?” JJ asked. | “Yeah, no, that was pretty good.” You forced a smile onto your face. “I didn’t know you knew big words like ‘inevitably’.” You were glad to see him smile back. “I’m smarter than I look.” He waited for you to start your story, but when it was clear you weren’t going to without incentive, he spoke again. “I think we had a deal, Ellie.”

“Fine.” Before speaking, you chugged the rest of the beer in your bottle and opened another one. You took a long drink of that one as well and sucked in a deep breath. “Promise you won’t tell anyone.” “I promise,” JJ said with a laugh. “Cause my dad will kill me, and I mean actually kill me and throw my body into the ocean if he finds out I told anyone.” “I promise,” he said again, this time far more sincere. “Okay.” You nodded, hyping yourself up. You had never uttered these words before in your life. Not even Kid knew. And the last thing you wanted to do was talk about it and cry in front of JJ. “I was pregnant.” JJ sat up, his eyes wide. It seemed like the last thing he was expecting. A sudden flurry of tears gathered in your eyes. Shame ate at your guts once again. Embarrassment gnawed at the edges of your cheeks, making them red. He was now officially the only person on the planet who knew your darkest secrets outside of your parents. You forced yourself to keep talking before you broke down completely. “I was fourteen and I was pregnant. I wanted to keep the baby because I didn’t think there was any point in killing it because what had it done wrong?” You took another sip to hide a tear that fell from your eye. “But my parents wouldn’t have it. They made me...it doesn’t matter now. I couldn’t ruin their reputation, could I? But when we were at the clinic my mom got them to do a DNA test without me or my dad knowing and when she found out who the dad was...well, she left the next day without a word. Left the results on the table as some kind of note.” You finished, your hands shaking slightly. You took a few more deep drinks of the beer in your hand. “Damn,” JJ said. You scoffed. “Yeah, right?” “The father of your baby.” He choked over the word. “It was your dad, wasn’t it?” You set your jaw, not wanting to look at him. It was like his eyes could see right through you. You couldn’t imagine what kind of horrible things he was thinking about you. You didn’t want to think about it. How horrible you must look in his eyes. You took in a few deep breaths and nodded your head slowly. “Hey,” he said. “I don’t usually do the emotional shit, but that wasn’t your fault, Ellie.” “I know,” you said. That was the last thing your mom had said to you before she vanished. You told yourself that every night. “No, I don’t think you understand,” JJ said, hooking his finger under your chin and turning your face to look at him. “It wasn’t your fault.” You flicked a stray tear away with the back of your hand. You nodded your head a few times. “Ask me another question,” you said, breathing a deep breath through your nose and pulling your chin from his hand. He noticed your need to shift and leaned back in his chair while you downed the rest of the beer in your bottle. “What do you like to do when you’re not beating Rafe’s ass?” He asked. You somehow managed to smile and it wasn’t one of the fake ones from before. Somehow, this boy in front of you made you smile a real smile.

“I like to cook,” you said.

“Cook?” “Yeah. What about you?” “Surfing is my go to thing.” “Yeah, you and every other soul on this island. What’s something you like to do that no one else knows?” You asked, feeling a buzz on your fingertips. You welcomed the familiar feeling. It eased the ache in your chest, relieving the heavyweight on your shoulders. “Let’s see.” JJ breathed a sigh through his nose. “I like to climb trees. It makes me feel tall.” You lifted your head and smiled again. “There’s this tree outside that I used to climb all the time when I was a kid.” “Really?” “Maybe if you’re nice to me, I’ll let you climb my tree,” you said and JJ cocked an eyebrow. “For a girl who doesn’t like sex, that sounded an awful lot like an innuendo to me.” “Whatever.” The two of you paused to let the laughter die down. “You want some food? I can whip up some grilled cheese.” “Sure thing.” 15 minutes later, you were coughing smoke out of your lungs and JJ was laughing his ass off on the floor by his chair. “I thought you said you were good at cooking?” He laughed as you tossed a very, very crispy grilled cheese into the trash can, waving smoke out of the now open window. “I said I liked cooking,” you said, fanning the air with your hands. “I never said anything about being good at it.” When you came back to sit in front of him, you were still coughing. “I have a question to ask,” he said. “Uh, oh.” “It’s about the sex thing.” “Are you going to make me cry again?” “I hope not.” He paused. “You’re an ugly crier.” “Jee, thanks. I bare my soul to you and you insult me. What a gentleman.” You shook your head in mock disappointment. “Says the one who’s called me bucko twice since we first met.” “Fair point.” “Can I ask my question now?” “Go for it, but if you make me cry again I’m telling your friends.” “You’re going to tattle on me?” You shrugged. “Maybe.” “Shut up and let me ask my question.” You waved your hand, giving him the floor to speak. “You don’t like sex, but I’ve seen you at those parties mackin’ hard with a ton of different people.” You sighed and rolled your eyes. “That wasn’t a question.”

“I just want to know what my limits are.” “Are you asking to mack me here at my dad’s dining table?” “I don’t think that’s exactly what I was referring to.” “Then enlighten me.”

JJ held your gaze and brushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. Static exploded in your stomach and your breath hitched in your throat, but you tried not to let it show. He let his hand fall to your knee, inching forward, the distance between the two of you closing slowly.

“What’s your question, Maybank?” You asked. “If I kissed you right now, would you stop me?” His voice was low, as if he was whispering a secret to her that he didn’t want anyone else to hear. “Why don’t you try it and find you?” When he closed the distance by pressing his lips against yours, you didn’t stop him. Every nerve was on fire, a ball in your stomach pulling you forward. Your hands seemed to move on their own as you reached up and tangled your fingers in his hair. He tasted like beer mostly, but underneath that, you could taste the sea. Salty waves pounded against your senses. His hand snaking around your waist was like being held by the warm sand on a sunny day. Kissing him was like the peace that you had always searched for. Your heart pounded in the same way as when you danced, your nerves stood on end like when you were buzzed, your breath hitched like when you stepped into the ocean on a cold day. At that moment, nothing else mattered. Even when JJ’s lips strayed from yours, the peace you felt didn’t fade. He left a trail of kisses across your jaw, down your neck. It felt like drowning. You couldn’t breathe, but you didn’t want to. If JJ meant throwing yourself into the deepest part of the ocean, God you were going in headfirst. “JJ-” you breathed. The sound of a car pulling into the driveway startled you out of whatever trance JJ put you under. “Shit,” you hissed, standing up suddenly. Pulling away from JJ was like detaching yourself from your lifeline. “What is it?” JJ asked, standing after out, his arm still around your waist. “My dad is back early,” you said. “You need to leave.” “Ellie-” “JJ, you need to leave.” You shoved the beer bottles back into the pack. “Take these. The back door’s this way.”

“Elma!” You heard your dad call from outside. “Shit, shit, shit,” you hissed, dragging JJ by his hand to the back door. You threw it open and shoved him outside. “Wait, will you be alright?” He asked you. You nodded hurriedly. “Of course, just get out of here.” JJ grabbed your wrist and moved forward to kiss you one last time, but you knew better. You would get caught in the riptide and there would be no escaping it. A storm was coming if you didn’t get ass out of the water, you were going to drown. You pulled your arm away from him and slammed the door shut before running back to the dining room. The front door opened You quickly swiped the dirt on the table into your palm and ran to pick the bottle cap off the floor. You had just enough time to throw them away before your dad walked into the dining room. “Elma!” He grinned at you and you tried to smile back, jabbing your pointer finger into the scar on your palm on instinct. “Bradford, go put your things upstairs.”

“Hey, Kid,” you called out to your brother with a real smile. The 11-year-old smiled at you, shifting his bag on his shoulder before taking the stairs two at a time. “How have you been, Elma?” Your dad asked, coming over to hug you. “Good,” you said before he got near enough to smell the alcohol on your breath. “What are you doing up so late?” He asked. “I got home from work only an hour or so ago, but I wanted to make some food.” “You burned it, didn’t you?” Your dad laughed, a grin hanging from his lips. “Oh, you know me,” you said with an attempt at a laugh. “Your lips look a little swollen.” Your heart stopped in your chest. “Did you put honey in your tea again?” With another forced laugh, you rolled your eyes as playfully as you can manage.

“I thought this time I wouldn’t be so allergic.” “That’s my silly girl.” As he pulled you into a hug, you dug your finger even deeper into your scar tissue, your smile falling. You forced another smile onto your face when he stepped away. “I’m tired,” he said. “As you must be, too. Shall we go to bed?”

You nodded, unsure if you could handle saying anything else. As you passed your father, you felt his hand ghost over the small of your back, making your body tremble. You walked up the stairs as fast as you could without arousing suspicion, making a sharp turn for Kid’s room. “Don’t keep that boy up too late,” your dad called. “Won’t!”

Once safe in Kid’s room, you felt like you could finally breathe. “I saw that boy sneak out through the yard,” Kid said as soon as the door was closed. You widened your eyes and hurried over to the bed. “Don’t tell dad,” you said, cringing. Kid looked at you like you were stupid. “You know I won’t.” You curled your arms around your brother, pulling him into your chest. You let out a deep breath. “That was JJ Maybank, wasn’t it? He brought my bike back. I saw it out front.”

“I don’t want to talk about him.” “Did he hurt you?” It always amused you when Kid tried to act tough. You knew he wanted you to see him as your protector, since it was usually you protecting him, but you and everyone else on the island called him Kid for a reason.

“No, Kid, he didn’t.” Worse, you thought to yourself. “But I don’t want to talk about him. How was your trip?”

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