#we might hit up the thrift store too who knows

[cryptid-on-a-string]

hell yeah dudes i get to go to a fun little coffee shop with my friends today !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! fuck yeah fuck yeah fuck yeah !!!!!!!

#school ends early today because its 1st trimester finals #also good news i got passing grades on all the tests ive taken today hell yeah my dudes !!!!!!! #i finally get to go do something fun after school with my friends for once now that i have so much time now !!!!!!!!! #we might hit up the thrift store too who knows

[verslxt]

Suna x y/n

Suna and y/n are at the store and as they are checking out they run into y/n’s abusive ex and then suna goes into a super protective state that it takes y/n awhile to fix him up after he beat the crap out of him. After the fixing of the wounds they spent the whole night cuddling and comforting each others wounds and feelings.

Idk what this is I was just typing and soo….

okayy i can do that, i might change some things up tho

pairing : suna x fem!y/n genre : fluff?? warnings : mentions of sh, mentions of abuse, suna 'marking' you as his tell me if i missed any songs : daddy issues, karma, i'm yours (sped up), you belong with me

story after the cut :)

you and suna walked into the party. you and suna heard about it from your brother aran so you decided to go. you were in a black top that you thrifted and then cut the front open and laced some shoe string though it with some black leggings and black thigh high boots. you and suna had matching sunglasses on (kinda like these) yours said 'sunas bitch' and his said 'y/ns bitch'. you look over and you see your ex

"baby thats my ex"

"which one. the one before me?"

"the one i told you about the one that stalked me for like 4 months after our break up. the one who gave me the big ass bruise on my ribs"

"oh that fucktard"

"yea"

suna grabs your hand and takes you into a backroom. the party was being held at atsumus house, so he knew this house like the back of his hand. he latched his mouth onto a open part of skin on your collar bone. your breath hitched a little bit. knowing that was right above your seat spot he continued sucking moving up a little bit. after he was done there was a bite mark and a pretty noticeable. you smiled at the new addition. you and suna walk back down stairs just as a new song starts

"i'm a puppet on a string" (brownie points if you can guess the song(hint: arctic monkeys))

you kissed suna and asked him to get you a wine cooler. you walked over to your brother who was hanging out with atsumu, sakusa and kita. you smiled at the four.

"sup fuckers"

"sup sunas bitch" atsumu said, obviously playing off what your sunglasses said

"pretty prominent hickey there" sakusa said pointing at it with a red solo cup in his hand

"oh yea thats just because yunhas here, y'all remember him right"

"i could never forget someone that i beat the shit out of" aran said wiping his nose

you and suna got through the party but as it started to wind down yunha approached you

"bye love you girly" you said blowing a kiss to kiyoko

"hey y/n"

"oh hey yunha"

'i bet you wanna cum on me' (brownie points if you can get this one too(hint: summer walker))

you looked away to see where suna was but he was no where to be seen

"i've been looking at you all night i'm guessing in sunha gave you those hickeys"

'he pronounced his name wrong' you thought to yourself. you mentally rolled your eyes and looked for suna one more time. thats when he grabbed your cheeks and pulled you to face him. thats when you swung. hitting him right next to his eye

thats when suna showed up again. he watched you punch yunha

you got down to his level the 'S' necklace hanging down

"thats what you fucking get you were the whole reason i started to cut" you hit him once more "fuck you bitch and that baby ain't yours. your new girlfriends a slut" you kicked him and hit him once more.

you and suna walked out of the party

"my knuckles hurt"

"well thats what happens when you hit someone as hard headded as him"

"can we go home, i just wanna watch movies"

"of course baby"

you got into passenger seat of the black jaguar and suna drove off. you hooked up your phone and decided to play some music

"ooh i just killed my ex not the best idea, killed his girlfriend next"

the song ended

"i love you, i love how you are never afraid to stand up for yourself. you are such a boss bitch. i'm happy i'm marrying you"

you smiled "i'm happy i'm marrying you too"

you two arrived home a few minutes later

"babe aran sent me a photo and your engagement ring left a pretty big mark"

you smiled. you unlocked the front door and walked inside. instantly being greeted by your golden doodle and pitbull.

"hey luna and yunnie" you pet both of them and walked over to the treats bowl and grabbed two bones "sit!"

you commanded "speak!"

yunnie your golden doodle barked first, gave her the bone. luna your pitbull barked next you also gave her the bone. the two dogs in their cages and suna getting the tv on you went upstairs and changed. into one of sunas shirts and some pajama pants. you threw your hair into a messy bun and took your makeup off. you took your contacts out and put your glasses on

you walked back downstairs and saw suna picked the movie the black phone.

"i know its your favorite movie and you've had a pretty rough day"

you smiled and kissed suna

#suna rintarō #suna x you #suna x reader #haikyuu suna #suna scenarios #suna drabble #suna rintaro x reader #suna x y/n #suna rintaro haikyuu #hq imagines #suna rintaro imagine

[arctic-hands]

Hey Arctic, how’s it going?

I figured I’d ask you in an ask in case anyone else knew, but feel free to answer privately (or not at all, know you’ve got a lot going on lately) as well.

I recently had a bunch of health crap come up, won’t bore you with the details, but I need to aqquire some DME and there’s very very little organizations around here to look to.

I know you know a lot about this stuff, so if you had the time and were willing/able, I could use some advice on where to find or ask around for it (and no worries if you’re not or can’t ^_^ ).

I’m looking for like, a few things, whatever I can find cheap and/or secondhand or the like,

1. Forearm crutches (this is a further off thing, because I’m still at the point I’m mainly using a wheelchair and sometimes a walker and personally I’m not sure I’ll get to forearm crutches. But the home PT suggested searching around sooner than later, so i am).

2. A more permanent wheelchair (they’re saying they don’t think I’ll need it long term, and I’ve got a loaner one from the home PT for now, but honestly, I’m not really sure how things are going to get better considering I’ve basically hit a stand still progress-wise).

3. A bed rail

4. A textured rail to put up in the bathroom

I really have no clue where to look right now, because we already reached out through the home services and through the ones in the local area (unfortunately we’re pretty rural).

Also, any advice on using a walker or a wheelchair? I’ve gotten pretty okay at it, but I know I’m no expert.

Thanks,

@ussrootcanal (Percy)

Ah beans. I don't remember the pharmacy site I found my cane on. I'll look for it. I did eventually find the same cane on Amazon (yeah, I know) for like half the price, but buying medical/mobility aides on Amazon can be a crapshoot. I do know that you can occasionally find aides at thrift stores, usually standard crutches and canes but I've seen chairs there too at times.

Also larger pharmacies carry forearm crutches too, and the pharmacists might be able to tell you where you can get a chair. I know there are chair-ities (sorry, couldn't resist) that will offer basic chairs, but not sure if they cover/can cover anything more than that.

I've also seen chairs of all types put up in local facebook marketplaces or craigslist.

Anyway, throwing this out there for other people who can provide info!

#<3 #mobility aid #forearm crutches #wheelchair #disability

[lcs-library]

Sakuya Sakuma’s Twin Bun Era(REAL)(NOT CLICKBAIT)(GONE WRONG)

Happy Halloween!!! This is a sequel/alternate POV to my friend @hqissodelicate’s fic, so be sure to read that as well!! Hehe enjoy!!

It’s not every day that one of your troupemates and your former senpai ask if they can dress as you and your boyfriend for Halloween, that was for sure. And yet, here Lu was, blinking in surprise as Isa proposed the idea to her and Sakuya one evening.

“It would be fun, don’t you think? Banri-kun was the one who suggested it!” Isa explained giddily, beginning to bounce on her toes.

“That sounds really cool, you two! Of course you can dress as us!” Sakuya replied, his smile just as bright as Isa’s, making it almost impossible for their partners to see through their blinding light.

“So who would be who?” Lu asked, still a little unsure on the idea.

“We figured I could be you, an’ Isa could be Saku,” Banri explained.

Lu let out a snort.

“Sorry, Banban, but I doubt you could pull off my look, it’s a little too… girly for you, don’t you think?” She retorted smugly.

“You little— you’ve seen me crossdress before, dammit! I know for a fact I’d look better in your clothes than you do!” He shot back, glaring down at her.

“I’d like to see you try.”

“Oh, it’s on,” he snarled.

“Please calm down, I’m sure you both look nice in Lu’s style!” Isa cut in, stepping between the two of them.

Banri sighed, reluctantly turning away from Lu to take her into his arms.

“Sorry, sorry, I know ya don’t like it when we fight,” he said, shielding her from his rival, right as she mouthed “whipped,” pantomiming a crack. He only grumbled, planting a kiss to Isa’s forehead to hide him flipping off Lu.

She could only giggle as the other couple left the room, leaving just her and Sakuya. Once she was sure they were out of earshot, she turned to him.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“I’m pretty sure!”

“Well, we’d better get on it, then! Let’s hit up a thrift store tomorrow and start! You know any good spots?”

“Who do you think you’re talking to?”

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The next day, the two met up in front of a place Sakuya had his eyes on for a few weeks, a new thrift shop that opened up near the train station. They exchanged a determined look before taking the other’s hand, stepping into the shop.

They were not prepared for the sight that would greet them.

There, right in the middle of the cramped store, stood Banri and Isa, comparing different purple jackets on him in the women’s section.

Lu panicked, quickly ducking behind a rack in the men’s section, dragging a confused Sakuya with her.

“What’s going on-?“

“Shh! There,” Lu whispered, gesturing over to where their rival couple stood.

Sakuya poked his head out from between the clothes, only to immediately duck right back in.

“What do we do?” He asked, just as panicked as Lu. She only shrugged.

“It would take too long to wait them out, but we can’t start shopping without looking suspicious.”

“Should we just pretend it’s not for the costume?”

“Yeah, that might work!”

“Okay! Let’s get out of here, then,” Sakuya decided, stepping out from behind the rack, with Lu doing the same.

And yet the two, despite being actors, were awful at lying.

They found themselves aimlessly browsing the store, trying to make their way towards racks filled with plaid shirts and purples more than anything Sakuya would ever wear, and more dresses than Lu could be comfortable in. They struggled to make their movements look natural, and, no matter what they did, Isa and Banri found them anyway.

“Sakuya-kun, Lu-chan! What a coincidence!” Isa greeted, cheerfully jogging up to meet them.

“Uh, ahaha… nice to see you too, Isa-senpai! What are you doing here?” Lu returned, still holding the purple button-up she was examining.

“We came to get started on our costumes! What about you two?”

Lu hesitated, desperately turning to Sakuya for help.

“We’re just…shopping around! This place is one of our usual date spots after all, right, Lu?” Sakuya supplemented, awkwardly looking up to her.

“Right!”

Banri raised a questioning eyebrow.

“‘S rare that you shop in the men’s section, Lu, what’re ya up to?”

Lu gulped.

“I’m just looking for, um, a sweatshirt! Yeah, that! It’s better when they’re oversized, don’t you think?”

He only looked to the purple button-up she was holding, then back up to her. Then back to the button-up.

“…right,” he drawled.

The four sat in silence, each unsure of what to say or do in this scenario.

“Well, it was nice seeing you two, and good luck with your costumes! You can always ask to borrow clothes from us if you want to!” Sakuya exclaimed, trying to free everyone from the tension.

“Yep! You two have fun on your date, okay?” Isa returned, taking her partner by the arm, even if he refused to look away from the other couple.

Sakuya and Lu let out a sigh, their bodies relaxing instantly. Sure, that didn’t go as well as it could have, but it was decent enough to hopefully deter any suspicion from the two. Lu returned to the shirt she was holding up.

“I know this isn’t plaid, but it should work, right? It’s a deep enough purple,” she mused.

“Yeah, it looks good! But what about the vest?” Sakuya asked. Lu physically cringed.

“I am not wearing that thing. I’m pretty sure that’s a crime in three different countries.”

He had to laugh.

“I can’t say I don’t agree! I’m sure you’ll look good regardless, though.”

Lu blushed way more than she wished she had at that.

“Thanks. But what about you? We found a dress, but what about your hair?”

“What about it?”

“Isa’s buns?”

“Oh… right.”

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By the time Halloween arrived, the two had spent far too long altering their clothing and begging Yuki for tips that they had entirely forgotten about the issue of hairstyles. It only came to them once they had finished putting everything on, from Lu’s slightly less obnoxious version of Banri’s typical spring outfit to Sakuya’s take on something Isa would wear, a white camisole dress complete with matching heels and a cardigan.

After they took their time praising and admiring their handiwork in the mirror of Sakuya and Citron’s dorm room, Sakuya froze, turning to Lu.

“Buns.”

“Buns?”

“Buns.”

“BUNS!!!”

In a flash, Lu was rummaging through her bag, searching for a hair tie at the bare minimum, hoping that, worst case, she could tie up some of his hair and call it good enough. His hair was short enough to pass it off, right? It wasn’t like it would take to a lighter dye, either.

After what felt like a thousand years of searching, she turned up with nothing. Lu sighed, sitting herself down on one of the cushions. Looks like their plan would only have to be half-baked.

Sakuya found himself sitting next to her, taking her hand in sympathy for some reassurance. He knew to wait for when she was ready to talk in these situations. After all, it’s what he would want, too.

That was, until he took a good look at Lu’s own hairstyle she had chosen for the day.

“…Lu?” He murmured, giving her hand a squeeze.

“Sorry, Saku, I know I should’ve been more prepared,” she sighed, squeezing his right back.

“No, Lu. Your twintails.”

“Hm? What about ‘em?”

“Can we use the hair ties from this? Banri keeps his hair down most of the time anyway.”

Lu’s eyes widened.

“Of course! Thanks, Saku!” She squealed, pulling him into a tight hug where he could only giggle.

In a haste, she undid her usual hairstyle, transferring it over to Sakuya with relative ease. Once she finally finished, she turned him to the mirror.

“What do you think?”

“It’s perfect! You ready to show them?”

“Yep! Let’s blow ‘em away!”

#yume time #acting angels #thanks for letting me write your sillies deli!! hope I did em justice<3 #Isa tag #also I’m sorry that this isn’t super long skdnfn I wrote it kinda late last night #my fics

[iantimony]

gut shabbospost

in the posting mines

listening: officially in partizan proper! i'm almost done with episode 1, i'm still in the "who are these people i do not care yet" phase of starting a new fatt season but it'll sink in soon. i knew a little about twilight mirage going into it but i know literally nothing about partizan beyond the name clementine kesh and that janine played a big deer robot so it's very exciting to see where it goes! i also listened to more synthtober and downloaded a new podcast that i have not started yet called the 7 bells podcast and it's a readthrough of the old kingdom trilogy because mentally i am back in that cycle of Ough Abhorsen

reading: perchance to dream (jinkandtherebels): xiyao dream incense but used in non-horny ways! very innovative for dream incense considering canon imo. forever onward, scion (oldestenemy): wizard101 fic, found it linked on tumblr, standard darkfic fare of Man This Could Be Fucked Up Or What but i liked the way it was written

watching: i watched invasion of the body snatchers (1956) on monday! helped run a grad student halloween movie night for my department, turnout was good enough that we actually ran out of pizza which was awesome. i'd never seen it before somehow so it was fun, definitely goofy in the 1950s movie way (when he slapped the kid's ass on the way out of the office in the beginning.........), i'm not 100% sure why the ending was the way it was? like, i feel like it would have been more interesting to leave the viewer in suspense of "oh no, will he be believed eventually?? will the pod people take over entirely???" instead of wrapping it up in a neat little bow. also "operator, please wire me in to the fbi/the governor" made me laugh a lot. imagine doing that today. making: laptop case done!! and i need to try on my tank top to make sure the straps are long enough but that's almost done too. pottery from the week attached as a screenshot of a fb message because i don't want to upload all of them here and can't be assed to paste them all into one canvas haha

misc: just got out of my first grief therapy session and i feel like a wrung-out rag :D which i KNOW means that it's good for me or whatever but ough. oughhh. also something might be really broken with my research stuff. im running something now to see if it fixes it but i have the Fear at the moment. this weekend i am going to drive for an hour to a bigger city to buy glaze because i kinda hate the glaze that my teacher provides, sorry angela, and then that way i can glaze things at home in between classes :3 but i need to figure out something else to do while i'm there so i don't drive an hour each way just for One Thing. i can go to trader joes. i can try and hit some of the good thrift stores. that's probably enough stuff.

#tuesdayposting

[glacierruler]

Of Magic and Mortals

Alright, this is the last chapter I have so far, and it's probably the most dull out of all of them, but the next one should be more interesting, when I'm finished writing it.

TWs: Fantasy Racism, Cursing, Anxiety, Alcohol, Mentions of death, Mentions of sex, Sexual innuendos, gender dysphoria, feeling like an outsider in one's own body, 

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Virgil went partying with her friends, and called off of work (making a mental note to talk to her boss about the scholarship and what that means for her schedule). They ended up in a bar called the Lucky Hen. It was known for it's more questionable drinks, and the food was supposed to be okay. As she ordered her first drink, she heard a werewolf tell someone, "this place would be awesome if they didn't allow fayries in here." Don't say anything, you've had a great day. Don't ruin to give the what for to some asshole who doesn't know what he's talking about. Virgil breathes in and out when she hears Birtlin murmur, "At least we don't leave our fur every place we go." As Emble laughs at that, Virgil hears the werewolf get closer. She looks over her shoulder and sees the person getting a little too close, as her two friends turn around. Fuck, I was hoping to avoid something like this. "Did you say something?" The werewolf growls out, glaring and making sure to show his teeth and shove his face a little closer than necessary. Virgil gets off of her seat. "Hey buddy, back the fuck up. If you get to diss on fairies, then we get do diss on werewolves. It's only fair." She claims, rolling her eyes. The werewolf backs up, only to turn their rage onto her. "You fayries think that you're so special. But you're not. You lot are all lying, cheating, scum bags who don't know how to work for a living."

Virgil starts looking the werewolf up and down. This ought to be fun. She scoffs. "As if you do, I mean, can you even afford a glass of water here?" The werewolf walked over to her, and raised a hand. And now I die. I blame Birtlin and Emble. Virgil stands up a little straighter, realizing that everyone is looking at her and this person. She looks the werewolf in the eye. "Do it, I bet you won't!" As the hand goes to hit her, it gets intercepted in mid-air. "Yooo, leave the sexy fairy alone dude."

Looking over, Virgil sees her knight in thrift store armor. Kind of glad she's not getting killed right now, she decides not to comment her inner thought of I had it handled bitch. Watching as this fake mustache wearing person is chewing out this random werewolf guy, apparently. One can never be too sure, but thrift store person was using masculine pronouns for this person. After a few minutes the werewolf leaves. The person, who's probably human, who saved her turns to Virgil. "Hi, are you okay? Sorry that dickhead was bothering you, too bad he goes to my school. I'm Remus, he/him pronouns. Would you mind telling me a name to go with this stunning faerie?" Virgil could feel her blush. I need to stop getting so flustered with just a little flirting. Looking Remus up and down, Virgil sees a bracelet with the crest to Cypress Independence University. Better not give him my name, if I want to pass as a male there. Just because he gave me pronouns, doesn't mean he's not transphobic. "Well, you can call me Anx, and I use she/her pronouns." "Cool, Anx, feels like some kind of super secret code name. Do you have a job where you kill people, or string them up for information. Oooh, I get to tell my twin that I met the sexiest and deadliest fairy in the world!" "Woah, hold on big boy~. The deadliest thing about me is my tongue, and you might want to stop asking questions like that to random strangers. Wouldn't want to die because of it." "Well, it's actually my dream to die in the middle of making out with a deadly sexy fairy~." The flirting went on like this for a while, before Virgil yawned. Realizing that she should get home soon, so that she can get to her school tomorrow, she says, "well handsome stranger, this is where I must go. Maybe we'll meet again, wouldn't want this to be just a one night stand~." With that, Virgil went to her two friends (who she forgot about while flirting with the random stranger,) and left.

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As Virgil woke up the next morning, the first thought in their mind was, did I seriously pay for a drink that I didn't drink. Then they went to the bathroom mirror. Looking at their feminine figure, they felt sickened. Shit, I haven't felt this dysphoric in ages. Why now?  Virgil got their binder and put it on. "Alright, time to see what my pronouns are. Hey did you see Virgil isn't she- Nope! Not trying that again!" Virgil exclaimed, having to look away from the mirror in order to keep from criticizing their appearance. After breathing for a bit, Virgil looked in the mirror again, ready to try more pronouns. "Did you see Vee today? He looks like shit." Virgil nodded at himself, but it still felt like something was missing. He'd talk about it with his friends when they woke up. Then he got dressed in baggy jeans, and an oversized dark purple shirt with a bleeding black heart. Fluffing out his shirt a bit, to keep it from sticking to his binder, he went to his closet and put on his dark grey jacket. He put on his he/him pronoun pins. Then he decided that it was time to start his day, and went downstairs.

When he got downstairs, he noticed that Emble had already made food. As he was eating, he was pondering what was missing, before deciding to try some new pronouns. "I know Virgil looks deadly and scary, but they're really cool when you get to know them." Those pronouns felt great, so they decided to use them.

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#of magic and mortals #virgil #fairy!virgil #fairy!emble #fairy!birtlin #remus #human!remus #alcohol #fighting #fantasy racism #dysphoria #gender dysphoria

[lifewithoutmeds]

October 9, 2022

Weird times I’m living in. I would think that now older, i’d be wiser, but i’m making similar if not the same mistakes in just slightly different variations.

there are differences, sure, between current and past situations, but the feelings remain the same.

so, lo has been staying with me for the last few days. there wasn’t power at her place for a while and her work wasn’t mandating a return yet and she was getting depressed and considering flying out to LA for a break. at first pass she was attempting to get a “buddy pass” from a flight attendant friend to be able to fly on standby practically free, but i wanted more assurance so i convinced her that i’d buy a sort of backup ticket that soon became the front running ticket and flew her out, with her subsidizing the total with what she would have paid her friend for the buddy pass. the ticket ended up costing just over $600 but with her $100 contribution, and what i thought was a $300 statement credit if i were to get a specific Delta credit card, i thought it’d come out to closer to $200, although now the credit card status may be in question. anyway, as it is, i would have paid all if not most of it so it’s a small matter (the credit.)

so she’s been her for a few days and at first it was like a dream. it was like, everything i could have hoped for/expected. we went to in in out and she marveled at the tastiness and cheapness of the burgers. we walked through various thrift and antique stores in burbank, then stopped at the burbank porto’s where she marveled at the tastiness and cheapness of the fruit tart and mango mousse. we came back, napped separately, and then went out to Open Dyke Night, where ... an unintended conflict would arise. we kind of were hanging around and i honed in on one rather pretty girl sitting by herself and lo said she’s go talk to her and make the initial introduction and then i joined later and we met reyna, a pleasant 30-year old working for paramount who had recently moved to glendale. they hit it off, as people do with lo, and pretty soon i felt like i was third wheeling. i was hoping i was just being overly insecure and self conscious, but throughout the next day or two, reyna kept reaching out to lo and asking her to hang out and eventually to grab a drink. rather, it escalated from “let me know when you’re in LA next time and we’ll hang with k,” to “i’d like to take you out to drinks.” she was flattered, or something, and i felt .... is it jealousy? maybe jealousy. but why would i feel jealous? i was taking her out to drinks too. she was staying at my place. we were hanging out for several hours a day. why would i feel jealous that she might want to go and hang out with someone else for a few hours? might break up the monotony of just hanging out with me. 

the last couple days up until last night were great. friday morning we got up semi-early and went to santa barbara for fishing and we casted and caught i believe a total of 9 perch between us, 5 for me and 4 for her. we left, cold, and had in n out burgers again, then came back to the house and i think just hung out with a combination of guitar playing, watching the L word, respective showers, possibly another nap, and dinner at Night Market Song. she really wanted to go to this party called GayAsstrology but i was 1) a little tired, 2) a little afraid of having to display my lack of dancing/social skills, and 3) a little trepidatious about the amount of attention she would get. i figured that we wouldn’t be able to get in, on account of it being a ticketed event and our not having tickets and the tickets having been publicly announced as sold out, but somehow she connected with the security supervisor who we basically bribed $60 on top of the entrance fee to get us in, and whoop, there we were.

it was kind of a crazy party. it was almost like an open warehouse with neon lights and images of galaxies on the walls and a DJ thumbing the bass. we kinda danced/moved around the premises, with my leaving now and then to refill our drinks, get us water. she was predictably a big hit and we spent some time trying to connect her to some Buzzfeed girl she’d had a crush on for a while and her just talking to so many people and giving numbers and exchanging instagram handles. on our way our, a lady walked over to her window and was just like, “How many times have people told you how gorgeous you are?!” to which i responded, “700 times a day!” which may have been uncomfortable but i was .... feeling weirdly peevish.

saturday morning we got up relatively late, then went to get a late 2:45pm dimsum, which she loved. while there, she mentioned that reyna from the other night wanted to hang out and i was kinda .... i felt strange. like a sudden tightness in my chest. after dim sum we drove around the glendale/los feliz neighborhood, and i attempted to take her up to the griffith observatory but there must have been some function because there was no parking and incredibly, atypically crowded. Reyna wanted to get drinks (with her) and i found myself at once shutting down and on the other being weirdly encouraging, because i didn’t want .... i didn’t want my sour mood and selfishness to prevent her from going out and having a good time and making a potential connection. i didn’t want the ultimate good of the potential situation to be outweighted by the pettiness of my selfishness and insecurity so i almost functionally overcompensated i think in my encouragement. 

there were so many reasons for her to go: 1. possible love connection 2. possibly friend connection 3. seeing another part of town and getting another perspective on things

reasons not for her to go: 1. jealousy on my part 2. selfishness on my part 3. insecurity on my part

so she went.

and i was crushed the entire way. from the moment she decided to go, in the hour she got ready, in the six hour she was gone (from 8:30-2:30), in the hours by which she returned and i remained tortured, unable to sleep, and finally had to get up to get a gummy around 3 because my mind wouldn’t stop running in stupid circles. they didn’t even feel like thoughts, it was just feelings and a racing heart and what felt like a sinking panic.

i suppose i’m a bit glad/relieved that she came home at all. at that point she could have gone to sleep with her and i might just see her in time to take her to the airport.

i’m a little unnerved though.

she’s said that she’s good at picking up my emotions, that i’m an easy read. that she could tell when i was upset on the way to the thai restaurant, that my energy was off. interestingly she didn’t ask why it was that way or what were the circumstances that had contributed to it. there seemed to be no personal .... responsibility for the feelings i was experiencing. i’m a little ... i wonder if she knows, how much she knows about the extent of my feelings for her. i wonder at the extent of my feelings for her. 

i’m absolutely fascinated by her, impressed by her, in awe of her, amazed by her. and she seems to .... enjoy my company, i’d say one notch above tolerate. maybe she feels she has to stick around and laugh at my jokes and hang out with me because i paid for her trip here. in some ways i feel like a sugar mommy and that makes me feel sick and embarrassed. 

but at other times i think she’s just .... she’s just enlightened. she takes life as it comes. she tries not to attach too much meaning to anything. people approach her, life comes at her, and she’s not too shocked. so by the same token that she accepted a flight to LA and to stay at my place, so too she accepted a date from another woman and stayed out with her for several hours and had the option of sleeping with her and not returning until her need to pick up her suitcase.

she would not have done one without the other, it’s the same open mindset that allows her that sort of .... power to pass through and go into different situations. so i can’t blame her, and i certainly can’t/shouldn’t hold it against her. 

i know if i explained it the way i did above, my friends would be upset. they might say i was being taken advantage of, that i was being weak and my “lack of boundaries exploited,” but i also think maybe i’m not telling the whole story.

she wanted to buy some meals. she paid the $100 to get into the GayAsstrology party, and the $25 parking and left her debit card for me to get drinks (which i naturally didn’t use), she paid for in n out, porto’s, and a drink pre-gayasstrology. she brought me a sweater and a llama keychain from peru (i think she had bought a bunch of these some time ago and they were just stockpiled for future selling/gifts, but still, i got one). she constantly expresses appreciation for the food she’s having and for the good time she’s having and for “saving” her from florida. she’s said i could be her flight companion when i go on flights and asked if i’d be laika’s godmother. 

so what do i want, so what’s my problem, what’s the issue at hand?

Is the issue at hand that i want to be with her and that i’m low key frustrated that she won’t? even though she’s been ultra clear from the start and that i’m not her type and if i were, she very likely wouldn’t have gone on a date without me while i stayed at home to worry about her. am i just hurt from remembering that the initial rejection is the same and current rejection still?

i told myself and i told others that i wasn’t/wouldn’t try to get with her, that that would be unfair and exploitative and transactional and that i wouldn’t want that, and that i’d be perfectly content with friendship and just being her little side bitch. and so why aren’t i? i was either lying to myself then or i’m lying to everyone now, and neither is particularly acceptable.

if i want to be a friend, i should be a friend. she doesn’t want anything else and she came under the premise and promise that i didn’t want anything else as well. i don’t know if she would have come or trusted my intention if she knew that i’d be low key in love with her and trying to get with her the whole time. so i have no real right to be jealous, no real right to be angry, no real rights to feel any sort of negatively over being rejected, of being found wanting.

also these feelings have nothing to do with her, as in their not her burden to bear, or her responsibility to shoulder, or her mess to figure out. it’s solely my mess, my burden, my responsibility, and so certainly not something that is should go over and ask her to help me out with.

i feel like last night was a test. it was my test for her to see whether she’d rather hang out with a stranger than me, and it may have been a test for me, to see how i’d react and if i’d be a negative nancy if she done went and gone and did it, and .... i want us both to pass.

so what.

so i stop suffering. if i can choose to, i just stop. i got what i wanted. she’s here, and we’re hanging out, watching the l word, playing monopoly deal, eating dim sum and thai food and fishing. it’s what i literally dreamed of from the start and i have it so. i should be grateful. and not tortured. 

[trickster-whim]

When I enter a Goodwill I become possessed by the spirit of someone with a much fatter wallet than I have (⁠ﾉﾟ⁠0ﾟ⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠~

Like usual, under a cut just for length. I talk too much lmao.

The first thing I found was the American Girl Ultimate Visual Guide, published by DK in 2016. Actually, a lot of the stuff I found at the store was from 2016. Kinda weird.

The book is obviously a little dated by now, but I just love guides and collections! I haven't done more than flip through it, but it's adorable. (Marisol ftw)

This book was juuust heavy enough to be an absolute pain as I walked around the rest of the store with it (especially because my arm still hurt from my vaccine).

Anyway, out of order I also found a little Wacom Bamboo Pen(?) that cost $6.50. A bit pricey for thrift store, but if it works okay, I'll be happy. My old Wacom (I don't know the models sry) met its unfortunate end in a "Wait, is this water bottle not waterproof?!" incident, and I've been using a pretty-okay-but-could-be-better Huion since. Wacom just feels nice to draw on ✨

I also found a little zip pouch that looks like a comp book, because I see comp books and purchase immediately, and a copy of Bruce Coville's Odder Than Ever.

Bruce Coville is definitely up there in my favorite short story writers of all time, and I love the Odd series, but this one's been vandalised :/ If you're familiar with Coville, he has a short story called "Am I Blue?" which is a slightly-outdated-by-now story about a kid being bullied for being gay, and the whole thing is crossed out and has six-pointed stars drawn over parts. Can't imagine why (⁠눈⁠‸⁠눈⁠) And again, I'm not sure the story holds up terribly well nowadays, but as a queer kid growing up in the 90s/2000s, I appreciated it when I first read it (in an anthology of the same name, actually). I might see if I can erase the pencil at all, since it's mine now, but still. The book looks great otherwise. Just the gay-positive story. Hm.

Moving on!!

Posters! There were a bunch of posters, mostly superheroes, which doesn't interest me, but I thought this Pokémon 20th anniversary one was pretty dang cute. There was an Avatar poster in the same sleeve, so 2 for $1.50? Sure! I'll probably give that one to my sister, though, since I *cough* only watched a few episodes *cough*

Now onto the bags! One bag was mostly doll clothes, in a mix of sizes. Almost none of them had tags, but there was a mix of Our Generation/AG-sized clothes (including a fabulous Battat jacket), a few Barbie-sized dresses and bottoms (including bell-bottoms that say "Peace and Love" lmao), and one Madame Alexander dress (the only one with a tag).

In that bag was also a mini beanie baby platypus (I have a few, but it's so cute, I can take another) and a Poopsie Surprise... shark... thing? I think it's name is Hammer, judging by ebay searches, but I've never had one before. Its head is green, and its bottom is blue, and I don't know why the color is so different. Worse than that, though, is that it is a spitter toy filled with thick red slime, which as someone with emetophobia was... challenging. Especially because the red slime looked like [redacted because TMI lmfao]. It's moderately cute, so it'll sit on my shelf probably, but also ew.

Next up, Frights Camera Action Clawdeen! She came with almost everything (and her hands switched, which seems to be pretty common with secondhand Monster High), and is in pretty good condition. It's been a while since I found a Monster High doll in the wild, so hell yeah.

I also got two pairs of shoes and two unpaired shoes, as well as some random stuff and also jacks.

This weekend, mom wants to check some Goodwills for a trench coat (they're dressing up as their favorite book characters where she works and she wants to be Dresden), so we'll see if we find anything else fun or cool. It's been so hit-or-miss lately, literally who knows??

[sweet-dreams-internal-screams]

Study Session HawkXFem!Reader Part 3

Study buddies with benefits has never been more fun ;)

Warnings: swearing, oral(female receiving) HJ (male receiving) weed (eventually anyways) and Violence (karate)

Also for the sake of this making sense let’s pretend that “Miyagi Fang” never split also very long chapter

Y/N woke up the next morning heavy in sleep from a long week. Her mom had an extra early shift this weekend so Y/N took her car and headed down to a local farmers market to do some searching.

“And $3.89 is your change Miss, have a lovely morning.” The farmer said handing her a bag of fresh strawberries. She smiled and walked away, and turned right into the culture section of the Farmers Market. She walked towards the Greek booth and started exploring. “I should bring Hawk here later.” Y/N thought.

Mom:Hey babes working overnight love you <3

Y/N: love you too

Y/N sighed with the thought of another night alone. Her mom often works late nights and her dad wasn’t in the picture.

Y/N’s friend: Hey do you wanna hang tonight?

Y/N: Sure I’ll call u later.

Y/N headed to the dojo where Hawk trained. She pulled in front and walked around to the back where students were sitting on the grass in their respective circles talking and that’s when she saw the stiff, red spikes and walked over to him. Y/N tapped on his shoulder and he spun around with confusion after seeing the girl in an unusual habitat.

“Y/N? What are you doing here? Are you stalking me?” Hawk asked. The last line was obviously sarcasm but she couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “No dingus you left your cell at my house last night, pretty counterproductive for you to get my number and leave your phone, or was that your plan all along?” Y/N smirked at her comment but keeping her eyes locked on Hawk, who started to turn as red as his mohawk. He hit his chest pretending to be wounded by her words. “Dang, you caught me. But seriously thank you I was not looking forward to telling my mom I lost my phone.” Hawk chuckled which caused Y/N to join in.

“Hawk! Whatcha doing? Thought you said you wanted to do a quick spar with me during lunch?” A blonde man yelled at him walking over. Y/N recognized him as THE Johnny Lawrence.

“Yeah fangirls aren’t allowed during practice.” He said. Y/N eyes widened at the horror of being “Hawks fangirl”, The horror on Hawks face as well almost made her burst into laughter.

“N-No I, She, we no.” They both tried to explain to Johnny who was more confused then the time Miguel was explaining the difference between Pansexuality and Bisexuality to him. Y/N took a deep breath and finally explained the situation. “Okay cool, so Hawk sparring or no? Because there’s a Coors and a bologna sandwich with my name on it.” Sensei Lawrence asked, crossing his arms.

“Could we do it tomorrow? I have to talk to Y/N about this proj- yeah not sure what that has to do with Karate but don’t bore the girl to death.” Johnny cut in then turned and walked into the dojo.

“I like your Sensei, might have to take up some Karate myself maybe.” Y/N joked. Hawk scoffed pretending to be offended. “I give excellent lessons you know.” He told her.

“Anyways would you have time after Karate to work the project?” She asked. “Sure we’re done in another hour, I could meet you there.” Hawk suggested. Y/N agreed and waved goodbye.

Y/N headed home to put her bags away. Texting with her friends and looking at other places to look for Ancient Greece project.

“Fuck.” She muttered looking down at her shirt that had at stain on it. She ran upstairs to change.

“Wow Y/N, you sure know how to pick ‘em!” Hawk yelled walking up to her as she stood crossing her arms in front of the closed thrift store.

“I could’ve sworn they were open today.” Y/N muttered. Hawk chuckled at her disappointment.

“Okay if we hurry we could go to the farmers market, the Greek booth is literally so cool!” She beamed “did you drive here?” She asked. Hawk shook his head and picked up his skateboard. He picked his board and walked towards her car. They drove to the farmers market and headed to the Greek booth.

They found some supplies and went back to Y/N’s house to work on the project.

“Um the living room is a little cluttered. We can go up to my room.” She said bringing Hawk up the stairs.

“You smoke?” Hawk asked looking over on Y/N’s desk seeing the baggie of weed and fruit scented rolling papers. He raised an eyebrow in curiosity. “Yes but it’s like a blend with flowers and also medical, for anxiety.” She told him.

They worked on their presentation for a while, finally getting tired of the research. Y/N, who was sitting on her bed shut her laptop and sighed. “Do you wanna order food?” She asked. Hawk nodded his head. They decided on pizza.

“I gotta say, I thought a plain cheese pizza would be a bad idea but, you have good taste.” Y/N sighed wiping her mouth and hands looking over at Hawk. “What did I say? Impeccable taste right here.” Hawk said leaning his head back to look at Y/N upside down while pointing to himself.

“Wanna smoke?” She asked with a newfound smile on her face. Jumping up and grabbing her rolling tray. Hawk turned around to face her. “Yeah.” Hawk said as his lips curled up.

“Okay Strawberry or Cherry? There’s a wrong answer btw.” Y/N asked holding the papers up. Hawk pointed to Strawberry and she nodded her head in approval. She grounded up dried rose petals and a bit of weed and put it into the rolling paper, she licked the paper and twisted it shut. Y/N grabbed her lighter and gave it a few puffs before passing to Hawk, who gave a few puffs himself.

“I wanna try something.” Hawk said chuckling and lifting himself onto Y/N’s bed. She snickered as Hawk came closer to her and they were face to face. He took the blunt and took a hit, inhaling and grabbed Y/N’s face with his hands and shotgunned the smoke into her lips.

Y/N looked at Hawk, who was still holding onto her face. “Well that was pretty hot.” She whispered looking at Hawks icy blue eyes that weren’t breaking contact. She looked down at his lips that were begging for attention, and she pressed her lips into his. Hawk kissed back, tilting her chin up as a way for asking for access, Y/N granted and allowed his tongue in.

Y/N laid onto her back as Hawk climbed on top of her and lowered his head down to her neck and planted warm kisses around her neck and collarbones. She let out a few soft moans and could feel Hawk smirk as he heard them. Hawk looked up from his position to see Y/N who was flustered “Can I, make you feel good?” He asked as his pointer finger swiped across the band of her shorts. She nodded yes breathing heavy from anticipation. Hawk smirked as he pulled her hips to the end of the bed so he could get onto his knees in front of her. He swatted her hand away as she tried to undo her pants, insisting on doing it himself, pulling them down, along with her underwear.

Y/N felt the breeze and her body began to hum. Hawk started kissing her thighs leaving love marks on the inside. Y/N groaned in neediness and Hawk ventured farther up till he reached her core, which was slick with wetness and proceeded to insert his tongue into her, making Y/N moan and grip her bedsheets. “Fuck, oh god.” She yelled shutting her eyes as her hips bucked upwards. Hawk had to hold them steadily as he continued his work. Hawk felt the pulsating quicken by Y/N he kept going until she let a loud, tired moan and he felt her release. Hawk stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth as Y/N pulled her underwear back up. Breathing heavily.

“You know I think we should study again tomorrow.” Y/N laughed looking over at Hawk who nodded in agreement.

Y/N’s friend: hey thought you wanted to hang?

Y/N: Oh sorry I got caught up studying

“Yeah studying.” Hawk chortled

A/N- Well I’m proud of that one if I do say so myself! I kept laughing while writing but I’ll post part 4 in a few days!

Fully released FIC

#hawk cobra kai #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai x reader #eli hawk smut #eli moskowitz x reader #hawk x reader #cobra kai smut #eli moskowitz #cobra kai hawk

[ragingbookdragon]

I’m Only A Crack In This Castle Of Glass (Hardly Anything Else I Need To Be) PT. 6

Batfamily x Batsis Story

Word Count: 1.7K Warnings: Explicit Language, Angst Tags!: @itsnottilly @cloudyskylines @starflyer-104 @iwillstaywiththemforever @justine-en @weirdgirlfromtx @notsostraightweeb @candlestudy @willowoo @peterxwade24 @the-atlantic-french-fry @bad-bouquet-of-emotions @vvipgot7be @pure-princess-97 @atomicsoulhumanspy @foreverthefloor @natatawa-ako (I discounted the names of those whose blogs I couldn't tag! Y'all gotta get that figured out on your end!)

Author's Note: And here we are with the long awaited PT. 6 after like...five days of hiatus. FLASHBACK TIME. Enjoy! -Thorne

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The silver doors closed in his face and Wally couldn’t find it in himself to turn around and face the family behind. She wasn’t wrong for being upset and hostile, but something deep down inside naively assumed there would’ve been a teary reunion at the end of the night.

He hung his head and sighed heavily, turning around to pay the piper. “I’m sorry,” he murmured. “I thought…I thought I could—”

“How could you keep this from us!” Dick interrupted, angrily thrusting the letter towards Bruce. “We could’ve done more to find her! Released some statement about this! Told her earlier that she was wrong!”

Bruce’s face still held that indomitable impassivity as he responded calmly, “Dick, it would’ve caused more problems for us all if we’d released something pertaining to the information on the letter.”

“And making up some bullshit about (Y/N) fucking off to Europe was the betteroption?” Jason retorted, pointing at his father as he accused, “All those letters and pictures she supposedly sent were bullshit too, weren’t they?” He scoffed. “Of course they were. She’s been living here for the last three years.”

Tim, who’d been silent as his brothers delivered their harsh criticisms, murmured, “Bruce has a point guys.”

“Seriously?” Jason replied, eyes wide in shock. “You’re defending this?”

“Putting out the information in the letter would’ve made it seem like Bruce was irresponsible and inattentive to us.”

“But we—”

“Jason, Child Services would’ve conducted investigations into the manor.” Tim leveled him with a serious expression. “They could’ve taken me and Damian if they found things not to their likings.”

Jason went silent in agreement, but his pursed lips told Tim that he didn’t like it, and the rest of them matched the stillness.

Wally collapsed into the seat beside Dick. “I’m sorry, Dick,” he murmured remorsefully. “I thought I could help fix things.”

Dick was silent for a long time, then he sighed and shook his head. “It’s not your fault, Wally. You did the best you could.” He turned his blue eyes onto the speedster. “If anything, it was ours for cornering her.” He rubbed his temples. “I should’ve listened to you the first time when you told me to meet in Central instead of doing…this. She might’ve felt less threatened if we hadn’t ganged up on her.”

Wally looked away, the memory of (Y/N)’s disappearance still fresh in his mind and replaying as if it was still happening.

***

He could count on one hand how many times things had actually unnerved him to his core, and this one by far topped every instance of dread filled panic. And it certainly wasn’t the ecstatic atmosphere of Wayne-Family-Pizza-Fridays that was drilling him so hard—it was the confession that kept slipping onto his tongue, forcing him to swallow it down to avoid ruining everything.

“Wally, you good?”

His eyes darted to Jason’s, who were uncharacteristically concerned, and he gave a tight smile. “Yeah man, just chilling.”

Jason snorted. “You look like you’ve got a stick up your a—your butt,” he finished when Alfred’s glare hit him.

“Sorry, just thinking about some things.” He took a piece of pizza from one of the boxes, handing it to Cass who silently held her plate out, then proceeded to get himself one. “Don’t let me stop the story,” he quipped, and Jason shook his head, but went back into some story about kicking Two-Face’s ass the other night.

Maybe he should tell Dick later? Wouldn’t that be better than telling the whole family? A frown etched onto his face as he chewed, but it all tasted bitter. (Y/N) didn’t want to be found and she seemed pretty adamant about it as well. Maybe she was right? Maybe they did ignore her a lot. Bruce doesn’t exactly have the best track record of keeping up with all his kids, I mean look at Jason. And then everybody else gets sidetracked in their own lives and things just get forgotten along the way. Was she one of those things? Their own sister? No, they couldn’t—

Laughter exploded across the table, Cass pressing her face into Tim’s arm to stifle her giggles, Stephanie cackling at Tim for snorting soda out of his nose, and that just set everyone off again. Dick and Damian pointing at Tim while their faces turned red from laughing so hard, Jason was crying at that point, and surprisingly, Barbara and Bruce had their heads in their hands. The only one not laughing was Wally.

“I know where (Y/N) is.” He blurted and the table went dead quiet as everyone stared at him.

For a full minute, no one said a word.

“What did you just say?” Dick asked and Wally swallowed, looking at him.

“I…I know where (Y/N) is.” He looked at Bruce and that weighted stare made the words fall right out of his mouth. “She’s been living in Central under the alias Melisandre Hale. Has been for the last three years.”

“What,” Dick started, but shook his head like he couldn’t comprehend. “What are you talking about, Wally? (Y/N)’s in Italy.”

Wally shook his head. “No, Dick, she’s not. And she never was. She left three years ago and has been living a completely different life up until now.”

“Until now?” Jason repeated. “What do you mean until now?”

“Dick and the other Titans came to hang out in Central two months ago and Melisan—(Y/N)mentioned herself. Rather curiously I might add.” He shrugged. “Now that I think about it, that was her way of dipping a toe into the water to see the ripples. To see where she was in the grand scheme of things.”

His eyes drifted to Dick’s. “When I showed you her picture you offhandedly commented on how similar they looked to one another and that night—”

“You went to confront her,” Dick finished, eyes flashing, and Wally wasn’t sure if it was from anger or sadness or some other heavy emotion the eldest brother was feeling about his baby sister. “…How’d she react when you did?”

Wally sighed, slouching in the hardwood chair. “Not in the positive, Dick.” He glanced at Bruce. “She doesn’t want to be found. And she certainly doesn’t want to be met by anyone. Especially…especially anyone here.”

“(Y/N)’s our sister,” Tim retorted. “What do you mean she doesn’t want to meet us?” he was already rising from his seat and that seemed to spark every brother to do so.

Wally’s hand shot out, wrapping around Dick’s wrist. “Dick, I’m being serious. Don’t corner her. Let me handle this.”

Dick tried to pull away, but he held tight. “You will handle this. We’ll all handle it together.”

“You don’t understand, Dick. If you want this to play out the way you’re planning, you need to come to Central alone with me.” He gazed at the others. “We need Dick to do this himself and then we can see about bringing her back here.”

Jason scowled. “With all due respect Wally, she’s our sister. Not yours.”

And with that, Dick pulled away firmly and Wally watched as the lot headed for the cave, the young women and Bruce still seated at the dinner table. He groaned and put his head in his hands, knowing this was going to come back to bite him in the ass.

“Wally,” someone said quietly. “Is she okay?”

He looked up, meeting Bruce’s eyes. His mouth opened, ready to lie, but he sighed and shook his head. “No,” he answered honestly. “(Y/N) isn’t the shy girl I remember. Especially when I confronted her. She was…cold and indifferent.” His mouth drew into a taut line and he stared at Bruce. “This isn’t going to end well, isn’t it?”

Bruce wiped his mouth on the napkin in his lap then stood from his seat, pushing in the chair behind him. “No, Wally. No, it’s not.”

***

He shook the memory away and instead of looking at any of the brothers, he looked at Bruce. “So, what do we do now?”

“We go find her and bring her back to Gotham, that’s what we do,” Jason griped, crossing his arms over his chest.

“No,” Bruce said firmly. “If (Y/N) wants to stay here, then we’ll let her.”

“WHAT?!” all three of the boys around him shouted in unison, their eyes practically bulging out of their heads.

He merely looked on. “We’ll wait for her to meet us halfway.”

“And what if she tries to leave again?” Dick questioned angrily and Bruce turned his slate gray eyes to him.

“We’ll know.”

“How?” Tim asked. “If she left the first time, what’s stopping her from leaving again?”

Wally cleared his throat and if he were a lesser man, he would’ve cowered under their withering glares as he admitted, “Actually, I tagged (Y/N) with a bug.”

“You did what?” Jason questioned, brows furrowing.

“I tagged a pocket in her purse with a bug when she wasn’t paying attention earlier in the car.”

“And you’re sure she won’t just throw that purse away? She left the house with money and a suitcase of necessities. A purse doesn’t seem that way.”

Wally snorted and crossed his arms. “(Y/N)’s purse is a Givenchy black bag that she found at a thrift store for thirty dollars. She might be a different person after living on minimum wage, but deep down she’s still a billionaire’s daughter who can’t help but love expensive things.” He grinned rather cockily. “She’s not going to get rid of a two-thousand-dollar purse she found for thirty. Even if she throws away everything else she’s got.”

He shifted his gaze to Bruce. “I think waiting for her is a good option, but you might want to do something more.”

“Like what?” Tim asked.

Wally shrugged. “Write her personal letters. The semester ends in three months and she won’t leave before it does, or she’ll have to pay those classes off.” He stared them down. “You’ve got three months to wear her down into staying on grid before she goes off again.” His eyes hardened. “And you know as well as I that if she goes off…we won’t find her ever again.”

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[magicschoolbus-stowaway]

Avengers on YouTube

Steve has a baking channel, but he doesn’t know how to edit so the videos end up being like 7 hours long because he’s like "ok now you’ve gotta let the dough rise for 5 hours" and leaves the camera on for the entire 5 hours. And then he doesn't edit the five hours out so you can watch Nat coming into the kitchen and calling Clint because she has "a genius idea for a prank", Clint crawling out of the vent and hiding behind the cabinet to scare Tony when he comes in looking for a granola bar because Pepper told him to eat, Bruce making hot chocolate and spilling it everywhere when Clint jumps out and causes Tony to scream at the top of his lungs, Thor running in and almost hitting Clint in the face with his hammer because he heard Tony scream and he thought there was an enemy to fight and almost didn't realize it was Clint until it was too late, and Nat laughing at them all from a safe distance on top of the refrigerator. So Steve's videos are massive successes and Steve thinks its because of his baking talent and no one wants to hurt his feelings so they don't tell him that's probably not the reason.

Natasha has a pranking channel where she comes up with prank ideas and convinces other people to do them for her so she never gets in trouble, and then she hides and films the whole thing. And of course no one ever tattles on her because she's a terrifying Russian assassin so no one except her viewers know she's the real prankster of the tower. but on April fools she goes all out and takes credit for her own pranks, and the avengers are all relieved that Nat doesn't use her pranking abilities regularly cause everyone already pranks each other too much and can you imagine what would happen if Nat's genius was added to that? Nat just smiles.

Tony has a channel where he critiques people's fashion sense. He takes pictures of the avengers around the tower in whatever they're wearing, even if its their pajamas, and does a whole video critiquing it. "Today we have an outfit of Clint's, it almost looks like he's wearing his pajamas, and if anyone ever says that about your outfit you know its a fashion failure . . . the buttons are rather large, what were we going for here? this isn't the world's biggest button competition . . . the rubber duck pattern is far too colorful, its like looking at a walking neon sign outside a rubber duck store, but I appreciate the size of the ducks, a much more reasonable size than the buttons . . ." You would think the avengers would be annoyed, and they are, but they also think its hilarious. So sometimes everyone except Tony goes thrift shopping and tries to find the most ridiculous clothes, and then the next day they walk past Tony until he pulls out his phone and takes what he thinks is a subtle picture of them, and they wait eagerly for his next video to be uploaded to his channel.

Thor has a channel where he answers frequently asked questions about Asgard, because when the team was explaining youtube videos to him Nat said one thing they can be is educational. In every video he ends up praising Loki, or the Warriors Three and Sif, or the Valkyries for minutes on end because its clear he just thinks they're all amazing. And its just so wholesome that people will specifically ask questions in the comments like "tell me about the moment when Sif was the most heroic" and he will go off for forty minutes describing a battle where Sif saved hundreds of innocent villagers from invading aliens. And he's actually surprisingly funny? Like all his stories have comedic moments and even when you're crying about how much he loves his friends and how much you wished you had friends who loved you like that, you'll laugh out loud at a joke he made.

Clint has a vlog where he talks about any random thing that comes into his head. He never updates regularly: he might update twice in one day and then for three months he doesn't post anything. He doesn't have a specific place he films: one day he's sitting at his desk, the next he's on top of the refrigerator, and the next he's in the vents. He doesn't have any topics that are off limits: one day he's talking about the superiority of rubber ducks and the next day he's breaking down fascism and how it has surfaced in modern politics. His channel gets a lot of views because people think he's interesting because he's so unpredictable, plus most of his videos are kinda funny.

Bruce has a channel that's just edits of the other avengers. He's kinda camera shy himself, but he tapes tiny cameras all around the common areas of the tower and makes random edits. He has videos called "Nat smiling" (5 minutes long), "Steve making inspiring speeches" (2.5 hours), "Clint climbing into the vents awkwardly" (54 minutes), "Clint falling out of the vents" (42 minutes), "Nat convincing other people to do her pranks when she thinks no one is watching" (3 hours), "Thor being confused about Earth references" (1 hour), "Tony making random pop culture references" (11 hours), "Steve forgetting how to use his phone" (5 hours), and "Tony going to bed at a normal time" (7 minutes). His channel is probably the most popular of all, and Bruce is very proud of it.

#marvel #mcu #avengers #marvel headcanons #mcu headcanons #avengers headcanons

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I got seven different asks about the College AU so here are some headcanons I have about them! (imagine aiura is in the picture I couldn’t find a good one with all of them)

I definitely didn’t mean to make this so long but I can’t help it I love them all so much<3

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Saiki Kusuo

→ marine!!!biology!!!major!!!!!!!!

→ doesn’t need to study but he still does bc he finds marine life so fascinating

→ read all of his textbooks on the first day bc he was so excited eeeek

→ always wears his germanium ring in class so he can stay hashtag focused

→ him and aiura have to bail toritsuka(didn’t go to college) out of jail once a month

→ speaking of aiura, she somehow has convinced him to go on a date on five different occasions

→ i think after high-school he realised he didn’t mind a kind of casual not-relationship with her

→ lets her hug him to greet him and sometimes he hugs back bc college boys stare a lot and he is just worried for her okay?

→ maybe I’m just projecting bc I kin aiura

→ does not go to parties unless he absolutely has to

→ if he does go to a party he’ll drink something quietly in a corner, just watching the crowd

→ a perv laced Teruhashi’s drink and almost lured her up the stairs so of fucking course Kusuo sprinted to help her, holding her on the way home bc men are drawn to her like bees to honey

→ she didn’t let him live it down ever

→ he rented a studio apartment and keeps it super clean, minimum clutter but enough to look lived in

→ cooks amazing food that Nendo smells from upstairs and next thing you know, they’re all bringing chairs to Kusuo’s apartment and have dinner

→ nothing excuses the fact he makes at least eight servings every time–

→ such a dad to everyone honestly

→ usually studies at a library or teleports back home if there’s a big test

→ mrs. saiki was banned from visiting every two days but she still ends up there somehow

→ not that he minds bc he’s the biggest mama’s boy ever

→ probably graduates a year early

→ doesn’t move away even though he got a job at the aquarium at the other side of the city help–

Kaidou Shun

→ fine arts major you can NOT change my mind

→ doesn’t do good in theoretical subjects but mans can draw some good bowls of fruit

→ wears those stained from the paints t-shirts all the time bc ‘no they’re not dirty it’s art!’

→ him and aren have small designated spaces in their apartment so they can focus on their hobbies/studying

→ his corner at the living room has newspapers on the floor to protect it from the splattering paint, some canvases propped up on the wall and a lot of unfinished projects

→ hides all of them when Nendou comes over

→ can not cook or clean to save his life

→ so he calls his mum to help clean up when Aren is at work

→ got over his 8th grader syndrome at some point

→ still wears red bandages bc he’s edgy

→ volunteers at the neighborhood exhibit centre

→ got asked to showcase his own works for a night and hasn’t shut up about it since

→ goes to yumehara for relationship advice and braids her hair as a thank you

→ couples sleepovers with Yumehara and Teruhashi (yes they’re dating shut up)

→ always makes something for Aren at special occasions (birthdays, anniversaries etc)

→ at first he went back home every saturday bc he missed his family :(

→ Aren helps him get over it though!!!!

Nendou Riki

→ got in on a sports scholarship

→ we already know he couldn’t be accepted in a college otherwise

→ in the chiropractic major bc he wants to be one of those athlete doctors

→ has failed way too many exams and classes

→ Hairo helps him so much though!!!

→ the last one in the group to graduate but somehow gets a job first (excluding Saiki)

→ him and hairo get up at 5 am for jogging or to hit the gym

→ and then he goes and gets noodles bc ‘if noodles aren’t for breakfast why do shops open at 6 am?’

→ hasn’t stepped foot in class in months

→ he gets decent grades after failing the first semester and it’s totally not Saiki’s doing

→ he ends up signing up for way too many clubs

→ attends all of the meetings and has so many friends through them

→ I would be his friend too in college honestly

→ a fraternity wanted to get him bc he’s so good at sports

→ he declined bc he does not understand how fraternities even work

→ is the life of EVERY SINGLE PARTY change my mind you can’t

→ whatever you do don’t imagine nendo surprising his boyfriend with flowers after every practice

→ *dies cutely*

Kuboyasu Aren

→ SOCIOLOGY MAJOR

→ idk I just think he would enjoy Marx’s Capital

→ debate club? hell yeah

→ gets in philosophical conversations at the school yard for HOURS

→ kaidou has to drag him away

→ only shops at thrift stores and makes coffee at home bc “capitalism is not accepted in this household”

→ rides his motorcycle to college even though he lives five minutes away

→ grew his hair out in a mullet again and he looks *chef’s kiss*

→ thought he would be moving too fast if he asked Kaidou to rent an apartment together

→ aiura convinced him it was fine

→ cooks kaidou’s favorite foods every day

→ participates in student rallies, human rights protests etc etc

→ comes home with bruises and kaidou thinks he looks so hot but still yells at him

→ Aren’s favorite place to study is his balcony or at a coffee shop

→ always with kaidou! cute boyfriends who do everything together!!

→ gets so drunk when they go out

→ drunk karaoke with kokomi yes yes yes

Hairo Kineshi

→ did someone say Athletic Training?

→ does every single sport and is amazing at it

→ will cheer for his bf if they have a game at the same time though

→ it was his idea to move in together bc ‘hey we’ve been dating for three years now might as well’

→ volunteers at a nearby elementary as a coach for the kids

→ SO GOOD WITH KIDS

→ wants to be a P.E. Teacher and he’s going to be great at it

→ does everything he can at campus

→ helping random clubs, making posters, cleaning up the hallways, helping the cheer squad with their new routine

→ dances ballet as a hobby even though he’s so good at it that he could be a professional

→ makes everything a competition with Nendo so they never get bored

→ once made everyone get up to jog with them and they ended up sleeping on random benches while Hairo and Nendo were halfway across town

→ will punch someone if he sees them catcalling a girl

→ doesn’t drink at all and eats super healthy

→ designated driver for the group’s outings downtown

Aiura Mikoto

→ THEATER MAJOR

→ is so good at stage acting it’s unreal

→ lands the lead role almost every time

→ is also an amazing singer so she gets great roles in musicals as well

→ doesn’t have to get a job bc she gets all her money from doing readings on campus

→ gets coffees and pastries from all the coffee shops around campus and sits Kusuo down so he can taste them

→ they have a little taste-testing date in his apartment until they decide none of them are as good as the ones at Cafe Mami

→ she totally doesn’t make him teleport there every morning and he totally doesn’t listen to her

→ moved in with chiyo bc they wanted a nice place that they couldn’t afford on their own

→ teruhashi told them to move in with her but they already loved their little place

→ aiura’s bedroom is the most comfortable and cozy room ever

→ their apartment is also the hang out spot for the group bc it’s just so homey

→ hangs out with her theatre group a lot, especially after class

→ they can’t compare to her friends though:(

→ everyone goes to her when they’re worried and she loves it bc she’s the mummy of the group

→ she makes everyone coffee and their comfort food before big exams:)

Yumehara Chiyo

→ psychology major one thousand percent

→ you know how they say that people choose psychology bc they don’t know what major they want?

→ that’s exactly what happened except she fell in love with it immediately

→ such a good student!!!

→ always does her assignments on time and still manages to have a social life

→ teruhashi asked her out at the end of their first semester and that’s the first time chiyo missed a deadline

→ practically lives with teruhashi, insisting it’s just to leave aiura alone

→ she’s just IN LOVE OKAY?????

→ would want to be a sorority girl at first

→ changed her mind when she realized how much shit they all talked

→ her and kaidou drink wine and talk about their relationships and studies

→ she’s so sleep deprived it’s unreal

→ she doesn’t need sleep anymore though

→ coffee is her best friend

→ makes asks Aiura for readings twice a week

→ brings all her psychology friends home and they analyze their textbooks

→ once she got the hang of it, she decided to examine Kusuo

→ she told him he needs actual medical evaluation

→ he almost threw her out the window when she offered some Xanax for his nerves

→ chiyo is a neat freak one hundred percent

→ hates when Aiura throws everything on the floor, but she loves cleaning

→ opens her own office after school

Teruhashi Kokomi

→ PRE-MED

→ lesbian doctor :)

→ just wanted to get away from her perv brother at first

→ she always wanted to be a doctor though, preferably a neurosurgeon

→ she’s super duper smart and hates when she gets good grades bc of her good looks:(

→ makes it her goal to show her professors that she’s more than a beautiful girl

→ hasn’t failed a single exam

→ helps everyone with their studies even though she’s drowning in work

→ drops the perfect girl image at college and decides she should try and aim for something normal

→ gets invited to every single party

→ in a knitting club bc it would get disbanded without one more member

→ knits!!!matching!!!sweaters!!!for all of her friends!!!

→ asked Chiyopipi out while drunk

→ never regretted it though

→ her and aren get so drunk when they go out with the group

→ it’s honestly unreal how much they can drink before passing out

→ has to get carried home

→ wakes up after getting drunk and runs to her class before remembering it’s Sunday

→ her penthouse has the perfect view of the sunset and sunrise and is all she could ask for in life

→ does get lonely so she’s practically living with Chiyo and Aiura

→ once she realized she didn’t like boys she made it her goal to get Saiki and Aiura together

→ people wonder how she has so much time to play matchmaker and volunteer while she’s in premed

→ does her internship at a hospital

→ ends up working there as a neurosurgeon after her Doctorate degree

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#saiki kusuo no ψ nan #tdlosk #saiki k no psi nan #saiki kusuo #nendou saiki k #nendou riki #kaidou headcanons #kaidou shun #kaidou x aren #saiki k headcanons #teruhashi #teruhashi kokomi #aiura mikoto #yumehara chiyo #nendou x hairo #hairo kineshi #aren x shun #aren kuboyasu #saiki k #Kusuo #college au #anime headcanons #anime fluff #the disastrous life of saiki k. #tdlosk headcanons

[fartoo-sensitive]

flufftober 2021 - day 2: movie night

character: lester sinclair x gn!reader; platonic!bo sinclair x gn!reader (also some platonic!vincent x gn!reader)

word count: 1,108

this one got away from me a bit haha, i meant for it to be around the same length as day 1 was but it ended up being twice as long! that's okay though, i really like this one!! i hope y'all do too :)

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"it's my turn to pick the movie, jackass." you glared up at the man standing beside you.

"you pick another shitty one an' you're gonna get a boot up yer ass s'what's gonna happen," he retorted.

you rolled your eyes but set your lips in a pout, turning to peek around him and look at the seated figure on the couch behind him. "les, bo's bein' mean to me again."

"can't y'all get along for one lil night? look, yer upsettin' jonesy." lester gestured to the dog, who was laid out between him and vincent on the couch.

jonesy's head popped up at the sound of her name being said and she immediately went to work on giving lester as many kisses as she could. you thought you saw vincent try to stifle a laugh behind his mask.

<<yes, she's very upset. no more fighting.>>

bo huffed, tapping your thigh lightly with the toe of his boot. "hurry it up, lil bit."

you waved him away. "gimme some more attitude and i'll pick breakfast at tiffany's again, beauregard."

"do that and you can sleep at the station."

after only a few more minutes of deliberation you decided on a movie. you knew lester would be happy no matter what you decided on, and vincent wouldn't care too much as long as it wasn't sad. the only one who ever had a problem with your decisions was bo, and that was because if it wasn't an action flick it was crap (to him). you weren't trying to please him, though, and so you had decided on grease.

you snuggled up to lester on the sofa while bo banged around in the kitchen getting popcorn ready, shoving your feet under vincent's leg for warmth which only got a 5-second sigh out of him this time - progress! les tried to get you to tell him what you'd picked but you told him it was a surprise. he rolled his eyes.

once bo had dropped the bowl of popcorn in your lap and settled in the armchair next to vincent, you hit play on the vcr remote and settled further into lester's side. you felt him press a kiss to the crown of your head and hummed in quiet content.

the second danny and sandy kissed on screen bo let out a loud groan. "you shittin' my dick? this is worse than breakfast at tiffany's."

you laughed, grabbing a handful of popcorn and tossing it across vincent and directly at bo's scowling face. "my choice."

"where'd ya even find this? i know it ain't one'a ours."

"got it at a thrift store last time les and i went into the city. only 35 cents." you grinned, sticking your tongue out at him.

he shook his head at you, collecting the popcorn from his shirt and shoving it into his mouth. "s'long as you don't sing along to this one i won't hold it against ya, but only 'cause i like that grease lightnin' song," he grumbled.

you slammed your finger down on the pause button and jumped up from the couch, nearly giving lester a heart attack. "you what?"

bo's eyes narrowed. "i think you heard me, y/n."

you stared open-mouthed, head swinging between his glare, lester's wide eyes, and vincent's hidden smirk. "are y'all hearin' this? bo likes grease. vinny, please tell me you're gonna sketch this exact scene later, i need a keepsake. bo watching and enjoying grease. unheard of."

<<anything for you, y/n.>> you could tell he was grinning to his best ability under his mask and it made you grin back.

"lester, you best get yer sweetheart b'fore i gotta teach 'em a lesson." bo's voice was hard, but you knew him. he didn't mean it. he was only embarrassed that you were teasing him so much, he wasn't actually mad, and he wouldn't hurt you over something as silly as this.

you felt lester's arms wrap around your waist and pull you back to the couch. "let's ease up on 'im, darlin'."

you couldn't help yourself. "yeah, wouldn't want him to go all grease lightning on me."

"you are just askin' for trouble at this point, lil bit."

you grinned. "you know i'm just kiddin', bo. let's watch the movie, i won't say nothin' else, i promise. cross my heart." you made an X over your chest.

"yeah, yeah, whatever." bo crossed his arms over his own chest and leaned back in the chair as you started up the movie again.

a half hour later found all four of you (jonesy was passed out on the floor in front of the couch), including mr. grumpy gills, engrossed in the film.

bo no longer had his arms crossed and instead had his head in the palm of his hand, elbow rested against the arm of the chair, eyes soft for once while watching the pink ladies have their sleepover. vincent had pulled his hair away from his face and was leaning intently toward the television set, legs folded criss-cross; every once and a while he would lean down to pat jonesy on the side.

you were sat half on top of lester, whose arms were still around your middle, head rested against his shoulder. you couldn't see it, of course, but every time you'd sung along so far - much to bo's quiet annoyance - lester had watched you out of the corner of his eyes with a fondness that made his heart feel like it was so full it might burst.

on screen sandy walked down frenchy's front porch steps, and as she started singing "hopelessly devoted to you," you sang along, your breath ghosting over lester's neck.

he shivered, and by the time the scene ended he was able to look down at your face and catch a couple of unshed tears in your eyes. "i wouldn't do that to ya," he whispered.

you laughed, and it might've been a little soggy. "i know." you thought for a second. "i love you."

"i love you, too." lester leaned forward to kiss you, soft and tender, reminding you of the first time you'd kissed him.

a throw pillow hit you in the back of the head. "get a room."

"eat shit, bo."

<<we were doing so well.>>

you laughed, looking around at the brothers, at jonesy who hadn't even woken up at the commotion, at the movie that was still playing. "y'all are really the best family i ever coulda asked for."

bo fake retched. "don't push yer luck."

you smiled at him, shoved your feet underneath vincent, then settled back against lester to finish out movie night.

#flufftober 2021 #my writing #lester sinclair #bo sinclair #vincent sinclair #house of wax 2005 #lester sinclair x reader #lester sinclair x y/n #lester sinclair x you #slasher fic #slasher one shot #slasher imagines #slasher x reader #slashers

[sultryvodka]

𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚! 𝙖𝙤𝙩 𝙗𝙤𝙮𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙣𝙨 | 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩 1

𝙥𝙪𝙗𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙙𝙖𝙩𝙚 - 𝙢𝙖𝙮 4𝙩𝙝

warnings: mild swearing, mildly suggestive (if you squint lol)

| armin - colt - eren - jean - porco |

armin arlert

• i think most, if not all of us, agree that armin looks like the type to get all flustered with PDA & shy away from his emotions --- HOWEVER.

• rather than being all over you, he finds himself most comfortable with holding your hand or having an arm wrapped around your shoulders.

• he wouldn't mind you being clingy though 👀

• would occasionally place a gentle peck on your forehead, cheeks & his personal favorite; the palm of your hands.

• you guys' dates would mostly end up being in a library, café & restaurants with a nice warm atmosphere.

• i bet he would be the kind of guy to take you to the beach whenever you're stressed out in hopes of calming you down.

• gets very defensive when his friends tease you, if a man could bark his friends away, it's armin arlert.

• this lad over here would establish a routine with you (with your consent & opinions ofc)

• mondays to friday mornings are centered on school, you guys do your own thing at school & walk you home while making sure to stop by a convenience store for snacks, assuming that you guys don't live together yet.

• both of you make it a point to check on one another to make sure you guys aren't wearing yourselves out.

• which leads me to the conclusion that your parents grew very fond of him & treats him more like their child

• when you guys are having a sleepover, this whole lowkey facade of his takes a 180 and the second you reach the bedroom he'll shower you with cuddles and kisses.

• you would watch movies (mostly rom-com just bc armin makes it work okay) tucked in a warm futon with popcorn and candies between you two.

• armin strikes me as a very studious guy and he does this to ensure you guys' future together ^-^

• all in all armin cares about you so much and he doesn't mind being vulnerable to you. he is your safe haven, and so are you to him.

colt grice

• okay can we talk about how this perfect man deserves some more attention

• colt, my man, gives me disney's prince florian vibes. the soft-spoken, kind-hearted, & just an absolute dream.

• he's the kind of guy to take you to the park, a greenhouse, & WORKSHOPS!!!

• given the idea that he is in fact a shy little baby, he is actually pretty active with you. every date you guys have is different. mans has a quest planned out for y'all.

• at school i think that you might be the one to initiate skinship. doesn't have to be kisses on the lips, it's more of gently trailing your index on the back of his hand or rubbing a hand on his forearm when he gets a little anxious.

• the type to peek through your classroom's door because bubba's too shy to ask someone to call for you 🤧

• colt, in my opinion, is very domestic in private, now don't get me wrong he may be a little too shy in public because he isn't used to it but i promise you he takes on the nurturing role of the relationship more than you are.

• he helps you with cleaning, folding your clothes, and god if you guys get periods, he's got a whole pouch in his locker just for you.

• he doesn't do it intentionally, he happens to know you so well that he notices the slight change in your moods & cravings.

• colt often reads a book while you guys cuddle during the afternoons once all the work is done, he'd make you tea or whatever you want. he hums a tune, probably from old disney movies that his brother falco used to enjoy as a kid.

• your parents are more invested in your marriage than you and colt combined.

• okay, now if you happen to have a baby or a toddler somewhere around the house, someone keep this man from turning into a putty.

• as much as colt acts prim and proper most of the time, he has his moments where he just wants to be an entire mess. perhaps sleeping past his usual waking time, indulging in more snacks than usual. you know, loosen up? yeah, that is a side of his that only YOU will ever be allowed to see.

• so yes you and colt would be labeled as the: put-together couple who needs a little bit of adventure every now and then.

eren jaeger

• i hope i don't ramble too long because i love him sm

• mr. loverboy over here is a simp for you, more than you are a simp for him! he is not afraid to show you off and shower you with flattery. now he does this because he feels so lucky to have you.

• he can be a little cliché (well maybe not as much as jean --- more on that later), like he'll randomly interrupt your vacant class with a gift box he put together, & a bouquet. yes. (carla helped him pick out flowers from her shop)

• he's the type to crash his lips with yours in the middle of campus when you achieve something or when he does, vice-versa. if he plays in one of your school's teams, there just HAS to be a bet that if he wins he gets a kiss... or more... or something else.

• dates with eren are usually random than planned. like it pops in his head and he'll inform you right away. he respects your vacancy too of course but if you aren't he might pout just a little bit.

• his ideal dates are prop shop dates, going to hotspots, amusement parks, antique shops! & maybe late night drinks at a quiet bar where you can both enjoy the solace of the atmosphere.

• on special occasions, he does plan ahead. usually it's something on the simpler side. candlelit dinners at home or somewhere you guys both enjoy dining.

• if eren's had a bad day, best believe that he will run to you for comfort. only you can help keep his aggressive response to anger at bay.

• if given the chance he would take you around the world, he's that passionate in making sure you live a little

• hear me out... you and eren would probably have the most philosophical conversations, just laying on your backs beneath his room's skylight? heavenly.

• eren can get a little poetic expressing himself & i believe that it's just wonderful. no one can describe their feelings as good as eren.

• his favorite look of yours is when your eyes beam with excitement, it usually happens when you spot something that you used to enjoy as a kid or when you're concentrating on one of your hobbies.

• he's a very touchy person too, his hands are usually on your stomach/waist, his kisses are random & they linger for awhile.

• when you're asleep next to him, it's his habit to solemnly watch you while his own drowsiness starts to take over.

• eren is passionate & sometimes people might take it the wrong way. one of the reasons eren loves you is because of the way you understand how he is. mutual growth for y'all ♡.

jean kirschtein

• jean is not afraid to pull a live performance for you, you see this man is at the top of the world when he's with you. from 80s hits to recent releases this man will blast his playlists catered for you.

• dates with jean are certainly spent on concerts, (him & eren bond over chase atlantic don't argue with me) music festivals, thrifting & late night drives!!!

• personally, i don't see jean as very gimmicky unless you guys are with his friends, he takes you very seriously and you are his top priority.

• at school i think he's definitely one of those flirtatious boyfriends. the kind who would not miss an opportunity to blow you a kiss or throw you a wink. he can be a bit of a dork, who wouldn't be? if he can get one of your rare smiles 🥺

• jean's the type to ask his pals for help when it comes to styling. not because he dresses badly but he's too focused on getting a flush on your cheeks. he's a hopeless romantic.

• if you guys happen to stay at home, he'll definitely serenade you with the amount of songs he had written recently just for you.

• since he bonds with sasha and connie, his jokes are either dad jokes or something that went viral on tiktok. he's the perfect balance of goofy and mature.

• if you aren't much of an active person he wouldn't mind being lazy with you and insist on a diy spa day at home.

• it's just netflix with a tub of ice cream and face masks on.

• since jean is quite the romantic, he would be into couple outfits or items that aren't cringey obv and probably doesn't mind using your perfume or vice-versa.

• jean probably asked you out during one of his gigs, offering you a single rose afterwards.

• he's the type to leave you random post-it notes if he visits your house. just random phrases or doodles. and boy does he pick you up every single day on his smexy motorcycle.

• he'll bring you coffee and breakfast to-go. this man's spoiling you baby.

• aside from that, i feel like jean would make you hand-made gifts with the help of his momma. he thinks it's sentimental when you make your presents because it's one of a kind.

• jean does all these things because he's 100% about you being a constant person in his life. he loves how he can be whoever he wants when he's around you, i'm certain you guys wouldn't have it any other way either.

porco galliard

• porco can be a dick if he wants to not to you though, this tough guy turns into putty just for you. he definitely loves being treated like a baby.

• at first he might come off as cold because he isn't used to the whole romance thing and he gets flustered with the slightest pecks so you might have to initiate at first.

• but once you guys get through the awkward phase this boy would straight up greet you with a passionate kiss and does not give a damn about everybody who witnessed it. he might even have a stupid smirk on his face.

• like eren, i feel like porco would be very passionate and intense. he doesn't say much but he definitely shows you just how much he adores you.

• speaking of friends (: reiner would tease him every second of the day. i bet he would team up with bertholdt to annoy this poor boy. annie and pieck's not much help either.

•whenever you're stressed, porco would run you a bath and give you massages very often. he'll sit on the edge of the tub while he runs his hand through your hair.

•his type of dates would be watching at a cinema or a drive-in, going to the mall just to look around,he's a simple guy.

•if you guys happen to have an argument, porco would distance himself for a few minutes to a few hours just to process the situation and avoid anything his aggression might cause.

•he knew that if he wanted you guys to work he needed to be better.

•he would come back though and hold you in his arms while you guys talk it out.

•i bet he's one of the aot characters who would be an athlete, so most days you'll end up watching him practice.

•overtime, porco would be more open to being intimate in public and post stories of you two just doing things most couples do.

•he's proud that you're his and he's all yours.

•porco is a great guy and he would do anything just to make you smile.

i hope you guys liked these~! let me know who you guys want to be in the second part. requests are open and as always, stay safe! - 🌸☁️

#aot headcanons #aot x you #armin headcanons #armin arlert fluff #colt headcanons #colt grice fluff #eren headcanons #eren jaeger fluff #jean headcanons #jean kirschtein fluff #porco headcanons #porco galliard fluff #🌸☁️ works

[wh0re-4-techno]

10. After ((PROFESSOR TECHNO))

Description: Waking up at his house, his bed. You take a shower and in the meanwhile he cooks for you. But leaving to go back to the dorms, where Minx is waiting ever so patiently for you.

Warning(s): Nothing much, just talks about sex.

Words: 3786

Last part :: Next pert

This morning an alarm would typically start ringing to wake you up along with Minx throwing something or yelling at you to turn it off as it was the weekend. But that never came to be.

The peaceful silence lingered, relaxing as nothing was distancing you or waking you up. Rolling around in the blankets that covered you, starting to open your eyes as it did seem to be the time you would normally wake up at. A bright light was flashing your face. You quickly close them again. Shield yourself from it and slightly dig your face down into your pillow.

But it wasn't your pillow, the case was a different color from yours. It seemed softer then normal and smelled nicer, why does it smell like Techno...

This isn't your bed.

You shoot open your eyes. Feeling the blanket that surrounded you was nothing like your bedding. Soon realizing you were also naked, not even underwater covering you.

It all came rushing back to you like a flood. You had totally forgotten about last night, holy fuck. You actually slept with your Professor, it was incredible, but still shocking to say the least. "Good morning darling." His voice was deeper then his monotone regular voice, still half asleep. How you could just listen to him in this state for hours on end without getting tired of it.

You take a deep breath, calming yourself down and preparing to see him after what all happened last night. Slowly turning to him. "Morning Techno." Just seeing his face put a smile on yours, his hair was fluffy and messy, he looked groggy. He had a small smile on once he heard your reply as well. "How'd you sleep?" He asks genuinely. "Pretty well actually, you?" You leaned in closer to him, your faces were only a few inches away. "Same here darling." He placed a kiss on your nose

The both of you laid in the silence, it wasn't awkward or nervous, but it was calming. Taking each other's company. Just being with him brought you so much joy.

Sooner than later you knew you had to get up. You didn't want Minx to worry about you, but knowing by now that she already was worried that you didn't come back to the dorms last night. But on the other hand she most likely knew you got railed. Deciding that it was probably best to get up and get your clothes. Shifting over, you slowly pull away from him. His hands on your waist start to grip. Pulling you back down on his bed.

"Where do you think you're going?" He looked like he barely moved a muscle, still half asleep. Butterflies start to flutter in your stomach by his voice alone. "It's a Saturday angel, we could stay in bed all day if we wanted." He lightly kisses your shoulder, sighing in content. But it was true, you and him could spend the entirety just lazy in his sheets, that would be the dream. "I would love that- trust me I would. But I really should be getting home." You turn over, facing him. It was the sad truth.

He smiles, knowing that you couldn't but wanted too. He kisses you one last time before letting go of you.

You pull away, your feet touch his hard wooden floor. While standing up you see a small pile of clothes, it was your dress and underwear. "I got our clothes last night when you passed out." He told you, lightly chuckled. He did wear you down last night.

But as you reached down to pick them up, it soon hit you that you must have looked like a wreck. Knowing that you had dry cum on your thighs and just felt like washing off the sex you too did. "Actually, can I take a shower?" You ask while grabbing your panties and bra was the first thing. Then there was your half ripped dress. You totally forgot that he did that, you obviously aren't going to walk in your dorm and see Minx with a ripped dress, she already knows that you got laid, but this would make her tease you endlessly.

"Yes, the shower is on the left." He sees as you hold the dress in your hands in dismay. "In my closet, you can take a shirt or sweater to cover the rip in the dress. Again I'm sorry and I promise I'll buy you a new one." He awkwardly tells you it was his fault. But you were glad that he did offer to buy you a new one, which you definitely take up on that. And now you can bring home one of his sweaters, maybe wear it to class as a little fun way to remember this moment.

With your clothes in hand you start walking over to his bathroom, which he pointed too as well. "Thank you so much Techno." He smiles with a nod, getting out of bed finally when you close the door.

Stepping into his bathroom. It was quite beautiful.

The walls cover all the walls with dark green, emerald green ceramic field tiles. White subway tiles only broke it up with a large mirror that hung from them. The sink was a plain white, the sink handles were gold. And the shower was open with a side of glass.

Placing your clothes down on the floor, already naked you head to the shower.

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With your freshly clean body and now with clothes that covered you, you head towards his closet.

Opening the doors to it the first thing you see is his multiple suit, all of it organized with matching pants. He had quite a lot of them as well, probably 10 different styles with different patterns. On the other side was a few blank tee-shirts, and at the end were sweaters and sweatshirts. Running your fingers along them, they all seemed soft. They had unique patterns that reminded you of a father or grandpa style of sweaters you might find at a thrift store.

Picking a brown with burnt orange that had random shapes in squares. Once pulling it over you and the ripped part of your dress it felt warm. It had his signature scent that hooked onto it. Definitely keeping this.

Walking out of his room, along a small hallway that was littered with pictures of him and supposedly his father. Some of them were from when he was a little kid and others as recent. Each of them had an adorable smile accompanying it. With each step you gaze at them all, learning small details about him as you go along.

Hearing his voice that lead you through his home. "I forget to ask you how you like your eggs in the morning!" He laughs at his joke, walking to the kitchen where he was playing music from him phone while pancakes lay beside the counter as he has eggs on the frying pan. "I hope you like them scrambled." He turns to you as he hears you enter the kitchen. A smile with a slight awkwardness to it, worried that you might not like them. "That's fine Techno." He sighs with relief.

Placing a pancake and eggs on the side of two plates, he hands you one. With a simple thank you, you head to the small dinner area. He had a basic wooden rectangle table with the legs point at an angle.

Music continued to play as Techno brought his phone along with him, a soft melody playing over. Maybe it was classic or French classical music, but it was soothing. Once you are about to sit down Techno comes from your back, placing a hand on your waist. Twirling you around so you face him, your plate still in hand.

"Care to dance darling?" He asks, putting down his phone on the table, as well he took your breakfast and put it down too. You giggle at his question, "Now?" You play with the thought in your head, it wasn't necessarily weird to ask for a dance but right now? It kind of threw you off. "If you care too." He was such a gentleman, why couldn't you've met him when he wasn't you Professor.

But nonetheless you take his hand. A smile grew on his face.

You place your hands upon the back of his neck as he holds you with his hands on your waist. Both of you slowly dance with the music. You stare up with doll eyes at him, which he adored.

"If I would have known you can cook, I would never leave." You tease with him, but it had some truth to it. The breakfast he made smelt truly amazing. He chuckles softly. "You're welcome to come over whenever you please darling and stay however long." He says with a loving tone that was sweet and caring. Leaning closer to him as the soft song playing in the background, fading away as he sways with you.

"But just not tomorrow." With a small chuckle you question him, "Why is that? Having someone over?" You speak honestly, it didn't necessarily upset you that he could be seeing someone else. You too haven't made it official, but it still hurts if so. "Only my father angel, if you want you could meet him." He was asking you to meet his dad, already? You only have had one official date with him. And you were also relieved that he wasn't going out with someone else, you smiled at that. "You, of course don't need to meet him just yet." He quickly tells you as he suspected you worried over meeting him so soon.

You pat his shoulder, "Can I meet him any other day, I have plans tomorrow with Minx." He nods, it was probably best you didn't meet him just quite yet. "Who is Minx?" He asked. Totally forgotten to tell him that she was your roomie. "She my roommate and friend." He 'oh' in realization. "I think she would like you." You pull him closer, embracing each other.

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Stepping out of his car, you put your arms on the lowered windshield and look at him.

"So I was hoping to know when you want to go on our next date?" He runs his fingers through his hair, pushing back loose strains. "I was thinking soon." He winks at you, blush rising to your cheeks. He always and forever is able to make you blush.

You lean in more, "Then it'll be soon. I would love another tour of the house." This time it was you winking at him and he was blushing. He grips on the steering wheel before telling you, "I'll text you later." You back away, "Have a great rest of your day Mr. Blade." You giggle while stepping on the pavement, already turning to go to your dorm. "You too darling." You continue to walk with a grin on your face.

You stand in front of the door with your key in hand. You weren't ready for Minx to pounce on you with a shit-ton of questions, but you had to go in some day. And today was that damn day.

You slot in your key to unlock it, but it was already unlocked. Turning it open, your eyes looked over quickly to see if anyone was in. Thankfully it was Minx, sitting on her bed with a cup. She didn't even bother to glance up to see whom walked in, "Did you bring the food already?" She questions out to you, you stand confused for a few seconds. Unaware what she was talking about in the first place.

Finally she looks up from her phone, her eyes widening when she spots that it's you and not who she originally thought it was.

She rush's to find a place to set down her drink. Quickly she stands and goes for a hug. "You said you came yesterday night! You know how scared I was?" She wacked your side arm, you fake an "ow" but she knew you weren't hurt. She looks you over, a cold stare the entire time. A cheeky smirk on her lips, "Who sweater is that?" She cheeky asks, knowing damn well it was your dates. "I think you know who it is." She lets go of you, looking at you. "I actually don't know, you know why?" She asks, somewhat annoyed, you Linda liked to mess around with her. "I don't." She softly grunts, "Because you haven't told me anything about him!" Once again she hits your arm, this time it was starting to hurt.

"Okay, let me change first." You tell her, starting to remove your shoes along with your sweater. Taking it off the reaction on Minx face told you everything, fuck you forgotten about your dress situation. "You slut! Look at you, growing up so fast." She runs her finger under her eye, fake crying. "I mean you got hickeys all over you." She looks closer. You fake a laugh with a scrunched up annoyed face.

Rolling your eyes at her, "Turn around so I can take this off!" You start lifting off of your body. "I mean just finished the job and rip if off." She teases. Going to your closet you pull out pajamas pants and you just throw on the same sweater you wore before.

"Tell me everything, like every single detail!" She quickly grabbed your hands, excitement running through her and it was painfully obvious. She pulls you back to her bed, both of you sitting facing each other while criss-cross. "Before I tell you, who were you expecting before I came in?" You didn't want to tell Minx about your sex with a guy if anyone could walk in and interrupt, plus you didn't want everyone to know either.

She chuckles, "I forgot to tell you, Schlatt is getting us food." She tells you, before throwing her hand slightly up in the air. "Don't worry I told him to get you food as well!" You nod, but Minx pulls you back into the conversation you were having before with a little nug.

You sigh before asking, "What do you want to know?" Placing your hands on your knees. "What's his name, first of all? How tall is he? Is he Blonde or Brunette? How old is he? Literally everything you know about him, I want to know. Just in case." You rolled your eyes at her, that was a lot of things she wanted to know that you didn't know if you could even tell her or not.

Breathing out as you think of what to tell her, she shifts her head to look at you closer. Pleading for you to say something already. "Com'on Y/l/n!" She was so impatient when it came to these topics.

"His name starts with a T, that's all what I'm going to say.." Minx throws her head back with another frustrated groan. "Why can't you tell me his name?" She lifts herself back up to look at you. "It's confidential." You giggle, which she didn't take very lightly. "Uh huh sure." She sounded so pissed off at you, it didn't really upset you. Rather it was fun to play around her, knowing what she wanted.

She looks at you with half lidded eyes, "He is around 6'3. And he is a brunette." She slowly but surely started to smile, finally getting what she wanted. "Do you really want to know how old he was?" You question, you didn't care about the age difference but that doesn't mean the Minx wouldn't. What if she makes it into a big deal and you already know she wouldn't let it go till you or she died. "Yes I really do!" She wiggles her eyebrows.

"He's 32." She slightly backed herself, just thinking of what that meant, more accurate how much of an age gap that really was. "32 huh. Okay, okay." You could tell that she was doing the math in her head.

And once it clicked and cane together she had a stupidly huge grin plastered on her lips. "That's a 11 year age difference. You know that?" You simply nod your head to her question. She started to laugh, quitely covering her mouth with one of her hands. With a lil gasp she started to ask you, "Did he ask you?" She couldn't ask fully before laughing again.

"Did he ask you..." She bends forward getting closer to your face, "..Who's your daddy?" She mocked with a wink, Minx couldn't help herself but laugh in your face. At how unamused you were with a stone dead look on your face. She reaches out to your shoulder, lightly apologizing for laughing so much. "You're despicable." Scoffing at her, pushing away her hand. Facing away and ready to get off her bed to go towards your pathetic bed that you wished it was his. "Wait, don't go!" She begs, still sticking out her laughter.

"Who do you think I am?" You grind down on your teeth, still shocked that she would even ask that. "I'm not sure anymore, if you told me you liked older dudes whom you can call "Daddy" in bed than I would have gotten you laid so much earlier than this." Wide eyes you stare blankly at her, unsure what to say after that. What could you say to that?

"Who likes to be called Daddy in bed?" Schlatt's voice echo through the small dorm, this the reason you didn't want to talk about this in the first place.

You turn back where you heard Schlatt. "No one!" You quickly spill out, looking at him. He wore pajama bottoms, which were a blue plaid and a white sweatshirt with some nonsense written on it. His hair was messy and his mutton chops flared out. "Why are you still in pj's?" You hop off of Minx's bed, through what she was going to mock you about next. "Because it's 10 and a Saturday." He stuck his hand through the bag, pulling out a fry and eating it was a swift bite. "Why are you still wearing pj's?" He asks you back, "I just got here." You give him a quick hug.

He hands you a bag, supposedly your food. "But let's not change the subject here ladies. Who likes to be call "Daddy"?'' He starts heading to Minx's bed where you sat. Minx starts chuckling again, she was trying not to so desperately, but it wasn't helping her. "Y/n went on a date yesterday with this guy named T." He also hands her a bag of food, ready to jump on her bed. "And he's 11 years older than her and I'm just poking fun at it." You go to your bed and sit across from them. Minx is still giggling while pulling out her meal, Schlatt titles his head. "Look y/n some guys liked to be called Daddy in bed and I won't kink shame you-" He tells you, but midway starts to laugh as well. He couldn't even take himself seriously.

"Oh my- I am done talking about my sex life with you two!" You were so fed up with talking about it, if all they were going to do was tease you. Minx calms herself, "Oh stop it, we're done okay!" She breathes out, Schlatt still is chuckling at the situation.

Letting themselves calm down, you take your food out and start eating. But that was stopped once Minx told you, "I actually have a photo of you too last night." You froze, what did she just say. Pulling out her phone, she shows Schlatt first as he was right neck to her. Which he stares down slightly puzzled at first, looking up at you and back down to make sure it was you.

A million and one question fly through your head, does he know Professor Blade? Shit.

He gives the phone back to Minx, who is standing up from her bed to show you the same photo. "He looks good, but I feel like I've seen him before." He questions, taking another bite of a fry. You couldn't say anything to that.

She shows you the picture on her phone, it was you and Techno standing outside last night. He was wearing that damn tux that made you simply melt.

"Why'd you take that?" You spoke softly, the playful smile of her face slowly starting to slip. She questioned as to why you were so petrified at one photo. "I just wanted to know what he looked like and he dresses quite nicely for a girl." She chuckles, trying to lighten the atmosphere that was becoming a little too overwhelming.

You stiff out a laugh, you had to play off before they started to get worried, which they were already questioning as to why. But you think of something to distract them from that. "Sorry I haven't gotten that much sleep." Trying to make something up to get them to stop thinking how weird you just got. But it wasn't wrong, you didn't get much sleep last night.

"Not with Daddy keeping you up." Minx takes a bite of her food, still playing with that damn "Daddy" thing. You didn't even know if he even liked calling him that and you weren't even sure how to talk to him about that. "How many times did you get it on?" Schlatt asks nonchalantly, like it wasn't a strange thing to ask his close friends. "I never told you I called him "Daddy". I didn't even call him that, can we drop that please." To tell off Minx and somewhat Schlatt to drop it. "Fine." She mutters. "And to answer your question Schlatt, 3 times." You look up already knowing that Minx was going to have a field day with this, but you weren't ready for what Schlatt says.

"Foxy." He simply says, you chuckle at his response. But to Minx, she throws her bad to the side. "Did you really! Now you have to tell me everything!" She quickly says, ready to hear the whole thing. "Not when I'm eating!" Schlatt shouts, putting his hands over his ears. Shielding himself from all this. Today was going to be long, especially when you're stuck with these two.

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[1ddiscourseoftheday]

Mon 15 March ‘21

FIRST TIME GRAMMY AWARD WINNING ARTIST HARRY STYLES!! From the bottom of the stairs to the top of the fucking world baby, get itttt!! He won Best Pop Solo Performance for smash hit Watermelon Sugar-- the other two categories he was up for went to others but he was a dark horse for any of them so getting one is awesome! Yeah the grammys are shit but I’m so happy for him to see him receiving validation and acclaim from the industry that has never appreciated what he (and his bandmates) are and can do as artists, it’s a fucking start you know? We can enjoy the moment! Harry did! His acceptance speech was short and it feels like he was blindsided and forgot everything (including not to swear on TV and as pro as he is you know that means he was absolutely reeling, I love that) but later he said “I want to thank my fans for giving me an environment to be free to make the music that I want to make and supporting me along the way the last ten years”, yes that’s right we have helped you find a place to feel good, and “this is an incredibly sweet icing on the cake of what I get to do everyday so thank you.”

But that’s not all! He also performed, and wore things! Say what you want about Harry (or better yet please DON’T at least to me but that’s a losing battle) we always get so hyped up about even just seeing his outfits and he does not let us down! BLACK LEATHER, TITS FULLY OUT, DICK BANANA CHARM, AND A MUPPET BOA? Yeah he did that! Shirtless under a patent leather suit, I mean: wow. Very glam rock, very… well listen it’s just very GAY in like so many different ways??? Harry Lambert said they wanted “something darker, sexier, and more unexpected” which is definitely about that look I’m assuming and not the pastel thrift store rummage bin hodgepodge he wore later, unless Harry(s) and I have very different ways of interpreting “darker”. (Harry L also said “free the nipple” and we can all see that he MEANT it.) Harry red carpet-ed and accepted his award in a lavender muppet boa, tits slightly less out but still cleavagey, and with a seemingly random collection of other garments YES BABY OKAY you just WEAR THAT THEN! About that Harry L said, “we wanted to do something that felt British and eccentric, a little bit rock ‘n’ roll and a little bit camp,” but the people have spoken and they said ‘we think he looked like Cher from Clueless’ so, sorry Harry(s)! Esquire struggling to describe the look-- “the kind of thing that Styles seems to make wearable” klasjdlk the doubtful ‘seems’ is sending me. Either way we can definitely all agree on the camp part, and that the matching face mask (as seen in the audience shots and in adorbs pics of him camping it up with Lizzo backstage) is amazing, love that (even if he does spend way too much time nervously pulling it on and off omg just LEAVE IT) and it even went also with outfit number THREE (or at least it did as well as any of his anything went together lol) which was a big floppy orange coat and plaid pants and a THIRD BOA, a dignified (haha JK NOPE it’s still a muppet) black number this time.

It seems the performance was filmed in advance rather than done live-- there were clues suggesting this might be the case, but the real giveaway was when a picture from it leaked before the broadcast, lol. Way to make it so we “can’t even tell if it’s live or not” Ben, and why is he STILL so obsessed with trying to gaslight us anyway my god just say what’s prerecorded it’s fiiiine. ANYWAY Harry played Watermelon Sugar and only WS; well after all it is his GRAMMY AWARD WINNING SONG. Plus it was a really nice version, all smooth and funky, with a highlight of the night being Harry’s full on 60s girl group choreo move with the backup singers, omg. Those backing vocalists were the duo G.A.W.D., and there was extra accompaniment by fellow nominee Devonte Hynes aka Blood Orange (who also directed the performance and no I do not know what that means) and “Spencer and Josh” on horns (the closest I can find to someone crediting them so, apologies guys). Anyway! All of them (regular HS band included) were decked out in matching gucci black leather too and looking good. And Harry looked so happy to be up there performing, just beaming like a lighthouse, so overall- good good stuff, I just keep on dancin!

The real bombshell of the performance though was subtle and needed confirmation after for the excitement to really hit-- it was Sarah drumming  decked out in tight black leather and visibly pregnant!! That’s right, band drummer Sarah Jones is PREGNANT by (Grammy Award winning) guitarist Mitch, there’s a HARRY STYLES BAND BABY on the way!!!! WHAT A NIGHT! It wasn’t enough for Harry to find love in his own band, he’s somehow cupid-ing that energy all over the place and spreading it around, AMAZING!

And Liam comes through with not just a sweet congratulations for Harry (“what a huge moment, proud to be your brother” awwww) but also the final word on the performance look- goddammit it IS one of the rejected Best Song Ever video looks, LMAOOOO. But did he tag HSHQ instead of Harry directly in acknowledgment of how the awards system really works and that they are all to be congratulated or simply because it was easier? We will never know.

Additional tidbits-- bassist Hynes was apparently playing creative director Molly Hawkins’ dad’s bass- did we know her dad was a famous bassist who played with Fleetwood Mac and many other 70s stars?! If I did I had definitely forgotten! And more Molly news-- she’s also pregnant!! Harry will soon be surrounded by quarantine babies, dreams really coming true huh? Harry posted a pic of himself with Mitch and Devonte looking very cooool, we saw the ceramic watermelons label execs were sent for the WS release last year, and Rebecca Ferguson who knows 1D from way back when (and has recently drawn attention for talking frankly about how fucked up the industry is and about having seen unnamed boy band members literally slammed against the wall by their management) congratulated Harry and posted a couple of baby pop star Harry pics, cuuuute. Louis’ merch handlers, in response to no complaints whatsoever, sent out emails apologizing. They say they’ve run out of lanyards which were meant to be sent out so they will “be adding a freebie which we know you’ll enjoy” to affected customers’ orders. That is sucky about the lanyards but that’s customer care! Niall posted about his cool bright limited edition merch to remind that it will be gone gone gone tonight and also shared a pretty and touching picture from a the large anti violence rally held in London to protest the killing of Sarah Everard today. And finally some good advice from Bebe Rexha, loved by larries; she says she loves us right back but please don’t kill anyone for not streaming her new song! Yes good plan.

#grammy award winner #harry styles #liam payne #niall horan #louis tomlinson #CHASM baby (chaby) #also having a good day-- haylors! don’t begrudge them their excitement they haven’t been fed in like 8 years #let them carry on about Harry and Taylor actually sharing the same space and not being rude to each other especially if it continues to prod #the genuinely rofl hilarious analyses coming out of last night about them sending secret messages to each other in their performances #(which the other was definitely not present for whenever a celeb was present for another artists performance they did react cutaways) #15 mar 21 #harry lambert #molly hawkins #mitch rowland #sarah jones #ben winston #long post #sorrrrry