#(hehe i say this but i tried my hand at jus that earlier in the night. /still/ dunno if its any good and i stopped short but!! will see ig)

[mikwrites-archive]

like a movie.

pairing: lee juyeon x reader        warnings: none genre: highschool au, football player ju, pining, ju is innocently shy, this is literally so cheesy its like a bad teen movie so read at your own discretion HWJBSJDF        wc: 2.3k

a/n: hello !!! i am back and with a fic no one asked for and just ju brainrot n word vomit <3 a lot has been going on lately but i’ve broken my writers block mainly and hope to be back posting soon hehe !!! i hope you’re all doing well <3

Summer was over, and suddenly you found yourself forced back into living.

Or dying.

When you’re in your last year of high school, it’s difficult to tell the difference, though the presence of your best friend Kevin makes it all the more bearable.

Sometimes.

“Have you seen Juyeon?”

“No.” You pointedly give Kevin a look as you fiddle with your locker, and he holds his hands up defensively.

“I was just asking! Everyone’s been talking about how he glowed up in the summer. And you know how he doesn’t post much online, but I don’t see why people are suddenly surprised. Juyeon’s always had good looks. But I guess it’s like you magically become hot when you’re on the football team or something.” Kevin sighs, and you muffle your laughter.

“Stop talking so loud!”

“What? Afraid that someone will hear?” Kevin wiggles his eyebrows. “That J-Juyeon, hey!”

“Kevin, that’s not funny, I swear-” the words die in your throat as you turn to see Kevin very much standing beside Juyeon. He wasn’t wrong when he said Juyeon’s always possessed a dreamy visage; you remember clearly in elementary school whenever he was in your classes, how many students would vy for his attention, and as much as you wished to as well, you’d always shyly skirted around the competition as Kevin jokingly put it.

You’re quick to bury your face back into your locker as you place your belongings and books as slowly as you can while they converse.

“How was your summer?” Juyeon asks, and just hearing his voice makes your face flush, flustered.

“Good! We,” Kevin grabs your arm playfully, and you cringe, clutching the locker door to continue hiding, and Kevin relents. “Had lots of fun! How was yours?”

They converse casually for a few more (excruciatingly long) minutes, until someone else calls Juyeon over, and leaves you back with Kevin.

“So?” What did you think?” Kevin smirks. “Do you agree? You barely looked at him, maybe I should call him back over-”

You punch his arm, hard, while swinging your bag over your shoulder, and Kevin cackles despite the pain you inflicted on his arm.

“You better sleep with one eye open tonight, Moon.”

“Saw you talking to Kevin and you know who earlier.” Hyunjae nudges Juyeon in the ribs, as they walk to the football field, grinning as Juyeon shies away embarrassedly.

“Just Kevin. I don’t think they wanted to talk to me.”

Hyunjae is silent, thinking, before he speaks up again carefully. “Y’know, for someone as handsome as you are Ju, you’re pretty easy going.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Juyeon, someone asked you to marry them back in elementary school and you just said okay.”

“What else was I supposed to say?”

“No?”

“Okay, fine. But I don’t see what this has to do with anything right now.” Juyeon huffs.

“You’ve liked them for years now. But I mean… you’ve barely even tried to tell them.”

“Maybe I will.” Juyeon replies defensively, and Hyunjae tries to hide his smile as Juyeon stalks off, annoyed by his friend’s insinuations.

“Did it actually work?” Changmin sidles up to Hyunjae once Juyeon is out of earshot, and he grins, shrugging.

“No idea. We’ll just have to see.”

“So mean.” Changmin snorts. “Making him upset to chase after them finally.”

“Hey! He needed a little push, and I gave it to him.” Hyunjae exclaims seriously, and Changmin shrugs, chuckling.

“Better hope it works.”

“Kevin, I’m not gonna fight you over this again, you already know that I-”

So absorbed in your conversation with Kevin, you aren’t paying any attention to what’s going on in the grassy field that you both walk across to access the shorter route home until it’s too late.

“Watch out!”

The shout comes closer than you’d like, and you barely have time to turn and determine the source before you’re tackled to the ground.

Hands come to shield the back of your head, arms caging you in, and you can only squeak as you hit the grass, eyes shut.

“Are you okay?”

Concerned eyes peer down at you as you crack open your own, eyes that were all too familiar.

Lee Juyeon.

You can see Kevin in the corner of your eye, biting on his fist as he’s torn between horror, concern, satisfaction, and excitement. You can hear the football team getting closer, Changmin already stooping to pick up the ball in close proximity to you.

“You couldn’t have just tried to catch the ball instead of tackling them to the ground, Ju?” Sangyeon snorts, and Juyeon flushes.

“Uh, right. But I didn’t want to crash into you, so I thought...” he trails off, scratching the back of his head as he lifts himself up, and you follow quickly.

In your haste, you’re almost blindly scrambling upwards, resulting in knocking heads with Juyeon, a resound thunk that has everyone wincing.

He yelps, flopping to the side, and you clutch your head with one hand and Kevin’s extended one with the other, stammering apologies as you absolutely make a run for it.

Juyeon doesn’t move, eyes blankly staring at the sky, as the team peers at him, grinning.

“Nice one, Ju.” Hyunjae chuckles, and Juyeon groans.

“Shut up.”

“Is your head okay?”

“For the third time Kev, yes, I’m fine!” You laugh as he hands you another ice pack worriedly. “It’s just a little sore.”

“I can’t believe he caught you like that, you should’ve seen it.” Kevin snorts after a few moments of silence pass. “It was like a romance movie.”

“I should’ve stayed to see if he was okay, but everyone was staring.” You sigh, and he pats your head comfortingly.

“Don’t worry, I asked Changmin and he said that Juyeon’s alright. Aren’t you lucky you have such a wonderful best friend who has all these connections?”

“You’re just as awkward as I am, don’t try to fool me.”

“Yeah, but…” Kevin hesitates, and you look over at him curiously, urging him to continue. “You’re sometimes too scared to get over being awkward, y’know? And then that means you don’t get out there as much, or have that many friends, or-”

“Okay, I get it.” You snort. “But I don’t see how Juyeon has anything to do with this.”

“Because you’ve liked him since elementary school, dummy.” He rolls his eyes dramatically as you pout. “And we’re almost done with high school. I think you should tell him.”

“Easier said than done.” You sigh. “You think everything’s like the movies Kev.”

“Oh honey, you’re the main character of your own life, so it might as well be a movie to make it more fun.” He snickers as you roll your eyes. “Okay, then at least talk to him without running away?”

“I don’t run away.”

Kevin glares at you.

“You refused to go to that new ice cream shop over the summer with me because he worked there! And you always excuse yourself to go to the bathroom whenever we bump into him in public, and after today at the football field, do you need me to go on?”

“No… but I don’t know how to talk to him.” You whine, and Kevin smiles triumphantly.

“That’s why you’ll be coming with me this weekend to the arcade. All the boys will be there.”

“Did you plan this?” You glare, and Kevin gasps in a way that answers your question.

“Never!”

“Sure.” You grumble sarcastically, though not denying his eager offer, and Kevin smiles.

When the weekend comes, you couldn’t be more nervous.

You tell yourself it’ll be easy enough, eleven of them total, and only one of them you had to subtly avoid. Yet somehow you seemed to always end up beside or in close proximity to him (due to the proud teammates of his).

“Sorry about the other day.” Juyeon offers meekly as you’re all entering the arcade, and you laugh awkwardly.

“It’s alright. Thanks for uh, catching me.”

“No… no problem.”

“I, uh,” you try not to choke on your saliva as you realize how close Juyeon is walking beside you. Being a large group, it was instinct to pack together in places you couldn’t all roam around. His hand brushes against yours, and it’s for a split second that your fingers link together before Kevin excitedly points you towards the claw machine.

“I saw that.” Chanhee sighs sympathetically, patting Juyeon on the shoulder, and he all but wilts, running a hand through his hair. “Try winning them something from the claw machine maybe. Kevin sucks at it.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Juyeon murmurs, but Chanhee knows he’s discouraged, despite his pure attempt.

“C’mon, I’ll go make Sunwoo buy us slushies.”

As Juyeon walks with Chanhee, he doesn’t notice your glances at him.

“Why do you look so shaken up?” Kevin blinks as he finally notices your wide eyes as he tears his gaze away from the stuffed prizes.

“I think… I think Juyeon tried to hold my hand.”

“He what?” Kevin chokes, and you shush him.

“He tried, before you pulled me away to the claw machine, which you know you suck at!”

“Go back, oh my god, go back!”

“Go back where?” You hiss, and he thinks.

“I dunno! Pretend you want a stuffed animal prize really bad or something, that usually works in the movies!”

“This isn’t a movie!”

“You know what this means?” Kevin stares at you excitedly. “He likes you!”

“Let’s not get ahead of ourselves.” You flush, glancing around to make sure no one was in earshot of Kevin’s ecstatic voice. “Maybe he just accidentally did it.”

“I bet he’ll confess to you today.” Kevin announces surely, and you bite the inside of your cheek.

“Whatever you say, Kev.”

It was quite the contrary.

Instead, the rest of the day, Juyeon barely interacted with you, besides awkwardly stilted conversations in which Juyeon believed you didn’t like him, and you were just confused.

Juyeon’s ready to leave it all behind him until he walks into the locker room before practice a few days later.

“Juyeon.”

Slowing in his tracks, he scans his surroundings, each of his team members sitting solemnly on the benches, as if waiting for his arrival. He glances at the clock, seeing he wasn’t late to practice, and furrows his eyebrows.

“Y-Yes?” He answers reluctantly, feeling very much uncomfortable with their stares, a thin sheen of sweat breaking out on his skin.

“Sit down. We have something very important to tell you.”

He takes a seat next to Sangyeon who patted the empty space, looking back and forth warily at the surrounding boys.

“Juyeon, they like you.”

Juyeon sits there pensively, and everyone holds their breath.

“No.” He shakes his head, and everyone explodes at the one syllable.

“What do you mean no? We just told you!”

“I knew we should’ve made the PowerPoint, I knew it!”

“We’re not tricking you this time, it’s not a prank!”

“I just… I don’t see it. I mean, they always avoid me, or never say anything to me, and whatever I try to do, it never works.” Juyeon frowns, and the team deflates slightly.

For Juyeon’s innocence had multiple facets, both positive and negative; whether it was him using it to sweet talk his way out of an escalating situation, increasing his gullibility or easily upset emotions, or using it as a factor of his curiosity and hard work, it also often blinded him in the signals he received from others.

“Juyeon, they’re just nervous to be around you! Like how you are with them!” Eric explains, agreement rising in the room.

“So you’re saying since they like me… they keep avoiding me?” Juyeon squints.

A pause ensues as they puzzle his words together.

“Yeah, basically.”

The dubious expression still lingers and Sunwoo gets up, sighing.

“Alright then, let’s make a bet.”

Juyeon raises an eyebrow.

“Fine. I’m listening.”

“Well, that was a fail.”

“I thought we could win!” Sunwoo pouts, and the team groans.

“It was a good try.” Changmin laughs, and Juyeon smiles. Sunwoo had bet the success of their football game upon Juyeon’s confession, only to lose by three points.

“It’s okay. I’m gonna tell them anyways.”

“Huh?” Sunwoo blurts confusedly. “But you won?”

“I know.” Juyeon grins sheepishly. “But I can't help thinking maybe you guys were right, since you’ve never steered me wrong before, and I can at least try to tell them.”

“Took you long enough. All this work to make yourself sound like a cool teen movie protagonist.” Hyunjae snorts, and Juyeon flushes as everyone laughs.

“Let us know how it goes!”

Kevin sends you a text to meet him at the football field, telling you he’d forgotten his sweater there, and amidst your cursing at your friend at his forgetful mind, you almost don’t realize the figure waiting for you isn’t Kevin.

“I like you.” Juyeon blurts, and you blink, not having any time to say anything.

“I- what?”

“I’ve liked you ever since that day in elementary school when I fell and you gave me a Hello Kitty bandaid because I was bleeding.”

You remember that day, shaky hands handing over the emergency bandage you kept in your bag as Juyeon accepted it thankfully, giving you a charmingly toothy smile that had your heart fluttering.

“I honestly don’t really know what I’m saying right now, I had a plan but I can’t really remember it now, so I-”

“Juyeon.” You cut him off, and his mouth snaps shut. “Breathe.”

He inhales. Exhales. You do the same to bolster yourself.

“I… I like you too.” You admit, and silence falls for a few moments before Juyeon laughs.

It’s a laugh he can’t hold back, bubbling up in his chest, and you find yourself joining him.

“What… what do we do now?” He gasps between giggles, and you’re wiping at your watery eyes with an airy shrug.

“Go on a date, losers!” A voice shouts down, and both of you look at the bleachers, where everyone stood up, cheering. “Kiss!”

“Were you guys there the entire time?” Juyeon calls out, and you shake your head embarrassedly at their reply.

“Duh!”

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[dakogutin]

nightmares and cuddles

thank you to @swottypotter​ for hosting this comfort mini-fest! and to my beta @windywings who helped me get into the mind of a ten year-old hehe

9/27 prompt: gratitude

summary: harry thanks moomy and dadfoot for being brave with him

word count: 2.1k

ao3 link

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A blinding flash of green light. Screaming— a woman’s. Deafening explosion then a piercing ring as everything turns dark once more… Forehead burning…

Harry woke up in cold sweat, panting. He felt adrenaline coursing through his veins as he sat up, hands subconsciously running through his untameable wild hair. The silence made his thoughts yell louder and the darkness felt eerily inappropriate to his turbulent feelings.

This wasn’t new; the nightmares, the insomnia, the constant panic in his restless mind alerting him that Voldemort was by his bedroom door— a forceful pull back to consciousness. Sleep has been a challenge for Harry, he’s set the bar so low that sometimes he forgets it’s not normal to wake up crying in the night at all.

That doesn’t mean it gets easier each time.

Harry hugged his knees tight, cursing himself through harsh sobs for not being brave enough to face his demons alone. Everyone tells him that both his parents were brave, so why wasn’t he?

The worst part is, he doesn’t even understand why the vivid flashes of weird images in his dream cause him to fall apart this quickly. He just feels embarrassed. Stupid. Mad— in both definitions.

It was getting more and more difficult to breathe as he refused to let his cries out; the lump in his throat obstructing his air flow as it simultaneously intercepted with his continuous sobs. Harry sounded like he was choking through air but at the same time felt like he was drowning in it.

He pulled his blanket up to his chin and looked to his window, contemplating on whether or not he should move to open it, when he heard the doorknob slowly click open, the sound shattering the silence of the room… 

Harry jolted and an involuntary yelp escaped his restricted throat. Instantly, warm but strong hands wrapped around his apparently trembling self, gently holding him in place and stroking his back in a soothing manner.

“Breathe, Harry…” The voice said. “Come on, do it with me.” A deep inhale followed and Harry felt his body slowly relax as he focused on mimicking the action.

More minutes passed until Harry finally felt calm enough to snuggle into the soft but firm arms around him. He opened his eyes and saw locks of black hair by the person’s shoulders and felt guilt replace the momentary ease in his stomach.

“Padfoot, did I wake you? I’m so sorry…” He rubbed his eyes from the stale tears there.

To his surprise, Sirius huffed a laugh. “Nah, Moony woke me up.” Harry felt the hand resting on his back still its movements. “But I’m kinda glad he did.”

“Why?”

Sirius was quiet for a while, like he was mulling over his answer. “So you didn’t have to go through this alone.” he said simply.

Harry knew those words meant more than they suggested. After all, Sirius only hinted about his own past, never really giving Harry the full picture. Harry wanted to finally ask about it, but a concern persisted in his mind. He leaned back to face Sirius properly, “Why did Moony wake you up? Is he all right?”

Sirius broke into a soft smile before fiddling with Harry’s disheveled duvet. “You really are your parents’ child, Harry. Just like them you’re uncommonly kind. I went here for you yet you go asking about others as soon as you can.”

For a second Harry felt conflicted about this comment. The looming thought of him not being able to live up to his parents’ braveness suddenly entered his mind once more. “No, of course I am thankful you’re here. It’s just that… well, with the moon just yesterday, I couldn’t help but wonder…” Harry couldn’t finish this sentence as he found himself too distracted with Sirius who was shaking his head.

“Listen, kid, I don’t mean it that way.” He grinned, ruffling Harry’s unkempt hair. Then he sighed, looking more forlorn this time. “We— er, couldn’t sleep too, you see.”

“Is he still awake?” Harry blurted, eyes scanning around Sirius’ features in the dark.

Sirius already scooped Harry in his arms and stood up. “Let’s go wake him up if he isn’t still. Merlin knows it’s time for my revenge.”

“Are you sure it’ll be okay?” Harry asked tentatively, gripping onto Sirius’ shoulder.

He scoffed. “As long as it’s us. You know Moony can’t hate us— even if he tried. We’re irresistible like that, Prongslet.” Sirius winked.

And for the first time that night, Harry cracked a smile.

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Sirius glanced behind at Harry, a sly grin etched on his face. Harry put a finger to his smiling lips, shushing his godfather. At this, Sirius placed a finger over his own lips, as if scolding himself as well. Harry quietly giggled before Sirius carefully opened the bedroom door where Remus rested.

Together they tiptoed to the rising and falling lump of sheets on one side of the wide bed, only his tawny mess of hair was visible. But as they approached, stealthily avoiding the creakier floorboards, a startling grunt sounded from under the sheets.

Sirius hastily carried Harry to sit on the bed and spoke, “I present you this offering! Please don’t impair upon me your wrath for disturbing your slumber.” They snickered as Sirius also hopped on the mattress, rocking the bed slightly as he laid beside Remus with Harry right in the middle.

Remus simply opened the blanket with his arm for Harry to settle inside, the younger boy quickly complied, feeling himself immediately comforted by the warmth around him. Harry felt his forgotten drowsiness washing over him.

After a period of silence, Harry heard Sirius softly speak. “Hey, what about me?” He couldn’t help but chuckle at this.

“What’d you think, Harry? Should we invite the gaudy nitwit inside our cave?” Though facing away, Harry can hear the grin in Remus’ slurred words.

“Sorry Padfoot, I don’t think you’ve earned your place yet.”

Harry knew it was all in good fun but he was too soft on Sirius after calming him down from his earlier ordeal, he told this to Remus who pulled down the blankets, revealing a giant black dog where Sirius previously sat.

“What do you mean? What happened?” Remus sat up, piercing eyes steady on Harry.

“I’m fine now.” Harry chewed his bottom lip. 

Remus looked unconvinced but acquiesced, sighing. “I’m glad Padfoot could be there for you then.”

At Remus’ reassuring smile, Harry felt this newfound courage to open up more about it. “It’s just the same nightmare again.” He then felt a cold nose press to his arm. Harry scratched the dog’s neck then fully wrapped his arms around Padfoot, burying his face in the soft shampoo-smelling fur.

“Do you want to talk about it, pup?” came Remus’ voice beside him as he felt a gentle hand rest on his back, it reminded him of Sirius’ soothing pats earlier. 

Harry doesn’t know what it was about Remus that makes it so easy to want to talk to him. Maybe it was the underlying desire to want to be comforted; that while Sirius’ presence always inspires him to be brave, Remus’ presence is more on reassurance— telling him that he doesn’t have to be brave all the time. He’s never been more thankful they balance each other so well and that he was blessed with both of them all to himself.

As quick as that gratifying thought occurred, he felt an unsettling churn in his gut.

He turned his head so his face was visible to his other godfather. “Is it selfish that I sometimes forget my parents?” 

Harry sat curious as silence hung in the air. He sat up to face Remus and felt the familiar gentle incentive of being vulnerable. He was aware this was a rather sensitive topic but he wasn’t planning on backing out of it now that they’re willing to engage.

“You have to understand, Harry…” Remus began, “Sirius and I always bring up your parents because we miss them so, so much. It’s cruel that we got to spend so much time with them while you so little.” He patted Harry’s cheek. “It’s perfectly forgivable if you sometimes… forget. Moments you shared with them are ever so scarce, Harry, it’d be quite impossible to keep holding on to them all your life.”

Harry sniffed, indignant not to cry twice this night. Just then, he felt Padfoot gradually shift back into Sirius behind him. 

“You’re not selfish for feeling too happy to think about what you’ve lost. Remember that.” said Sirius.

Remus gave an approving smile to Sirius before sighing wistfully. “We feel guilty about it too, Harry.”

“About my mum and dad?” Harry asked softly. This part about his parents was new. Neither of them deliberately bring up the events after they graduated so needless to say, Harry’s interest was piqued.

They both nodded then Sirius replied, “We talk about them a lot because you’re a living reminder of them, pup. It’s just uncanny.” He smiled, shrugging.

Harry smiled back.

Remus chimed in, “Look, we know we will never fill their shoes in your life—”

“No that’s the thing…” Harry interrupted.

Both his godfathers looked taken aback by the sudden loudness of his voice but waited for him to continue.

“When I think of parents, I just now think of you two.” He stared intently at the ruffled duvet. “I can’t help but feel like these nightmares are punishments for it.” Harry felt Sirius pull him into a crushing hug and heard shuffling before feeling Remus join them.

Remus was first to pull apart and maybe it was the dim lighting but his eyes appeared to be glistening. He then heard Sirius behind him. “You are not to be blamed for anything, Harry. You hear me?” The ten year-old turned to glance at his speaking godfather and nodded.

“I’m sorry about these nightmares Harry.” Remus says. “But you shouldn’t think of them as punishments. They’re nothing more but bad memories. It has absolutely nothing to do with your relationship with Lily and James, alright?” He tilted his head to level with Harry’s gaze under his ducked head.

“And besides,” Sirius spoke. “Who says you’re limited to just one pair of parents?” he grinned.

Harry hung his arms around their necks. “Thank you.” He mumbled, pulling their heads together, feeling their cheeks press against his own. Harry poured all of his profound gratitude through his tight grip before pulling away and beaming at them.

A thumb swiped his cheek and Harry realised he had apparently failed to keep his tears from flowing until then as he looked up to Remus smiling softly at him.

“Well, I’d say you telling us that we’re nearly good enough replacements for your parents is the highest form of compliment in my life so far. And this is coming from me, who got voted Witch Weekly’s most charming smile of the year — and I was still a student!” Sirius beamed.

Remus rolled his eyes as he leaned in for a whisper. “Still lost to Gilderoy Lockhart, though.” He then made his voice louder, positioning to lie back down. “Come on, let’s get some sleep.”

Harry giggled. He was about to make a move to head back to his room but Remus was already making space for him in between them on the wide bed.

Sirius narrowed his eyes at Remus. “Just this once I won’t say anything to that since I’d rather savour every last moment we can sleep with Harry still here.” He then shifted into a lying position with them.

“Damn right.” Remus mumbled.

Harry furrowed his eyebrows at this. “What does that mean?”

“Hogwarts, Prongslet. This is your last year before you finally become an official student there after all.” Sirius replied, yawning. “Couldn’t wait for you to become our little prodigy.”

“Sirius.” Remus said warningly but was simply met with a lazy chuckle.

That’s right, Harry mused. Soon, he would be surrounded by other magical children. He suddenly wondered how different his life would’ve been if he were raised away from the Wizarding World, but then he just couldn’t— and that was all because of Sirius and Remus. Harry felt overwhelmed by this relief.

“Moony?” He called to the darkness.

“Hmm?” came his response.

“Padfoot?” Harry called once more.

“I’m here.”

“Thank you.”

Harry doesn’t know which of them did it, but there was a kiss near his scar and he felt his cheeks strain from him grinning so much that night. Not quite what he expected since being woken up, but undoubtedly the best turn of events since.

#10daysofhealing #wolfstarcomfortminifest #wolfstar fic #wolfstar #sirius black #remus lupin #remus x sirius #raising harry #adventures of dadfoot & moomy #dadfoot and moomy #moony x padfoot #my fic

[squashedbananatk]

Pedicure?

A gift for the lovely @fluffy-lee

I really liked the concept Iike the way you think! 💜

May wanted to get to know MJ more since MJ and Peter had started dating but she couldn’t figure out a good way but one afternoon she came across some coupons in the mail for the new nail salon that opened up resonantly. May lit up, this was perfect! Her and MJ could get some girl time! May came running into the living room were she found the two teens sitting on the couch watching TV.

“Hey you two.” May saied happily.

“Hey May.”

“Hello Aunt May.”

“I’ve got something for us. Here.” May said handing the two teens the coupons.

“Oh cool, I haven’t had a pedicure is a while come to think of it...” MJ thought aloud.

“I was thinking we could go there today you know have a little girl time. May suggested.

“Sure why not, Peter?” MJ asked Peter was taken aback a little he didn’t expect MJ to want him to tag along too.

“Oh uh don’t you want to go with May?Peter replied a little nervous.

“There’s 3 coupons, and you were complaining about being bored earlier.” MJ replied

It wasn’t that he thought guys can’t have their nails done, that wasn’t it at all actually. He has just never done it before so he doesn’t know how it will go, especially after the spider bite.

Peter sighed

“Sure why not...”

“Great! I’ll make an appointment.” May said walking over to the phone.

—

As the three entered the little nail salon Peter noticed it was empty.

May walked over to the counter and gave the lady the coupons who then directed the three over to some chairs with water bowls in front of them. They all took off their shoes and MJ sat down and pulled out her book. Peter walked over and sat next to her peeking over to see what she was reading.

“Hey! Get your own dork!” MJ joked shoving the book in his face. May Laughed before sitting down next to Peter. three employees approached them. An older looking woman approached Peter.

“HI there, I’m Shelby and I will be doing your nails today how are you?” The kind woman asked Peter.

“Oh I’m good, how are you?” Peter asked.

“I’m good thank you! Now just soak your feet in the water sweetie and I will be right back.” She woman said as she happily waddled over to a shelf.

Peter did as he was told and placed his feet in the warm water.

MJ looked over and noticed the nervous face her boyfriend was making.

“You good?” MJ asked.

“Y-Yeah! Just never done this before.” Peter replied shuffling a little in his seat.

“Stop worrying! Just don’t freak out when they touch your feet, you’re fine.” MJ said going back to her book.

Peter went slightly pink as he saw May cover her mouth with a small giggle. He gave her a death glare.

He cleared his throat

“Uh heh, w-why would that-“

“Ok sweetie we’re all set.” The woman said kneeling down.

“Oh uh o-ok.” Peter replied.

“So you’re wanting Spiderman Red correct?” She asked MJ and Peter both quietly snickered to each other at the coincidence of the name.

“Yeah thats right.”

“It’s nice to see more young men coming in to get their nails done, I’m glad sociaty is becoming more accepting.” The woman mentioned grabbing Peter’s right ankle resting it on the edge of the table.

The other two employees got to work on the MJ and May already.

“So is this your first time?” The woman asked.

“Yeah, but I’m open to new things.” Peter replied trying not to sound nervous.

Peter suddenly stiffened up when the woman began massaging his foot which caught him off guard. He began slightly squirming as her hands rubbed up and down his ticklish sole. Peter mentally smacked himself in the face for not thinking about this! His feet are so goddam ticklish! He didn’t think they would be touching his feet in such a ticklish way! How the hell is he going to get out of this one or through this. He assumed he would be fine if the people would only be holding his feet or something but he cannot to foot rubs Nope! Nope! Nope!

“You ok honey?” She asked. Peter’s thoughts were interrupted and he nodded before the feeling of the woman’s fingers rubbing his foot caused him to jolt his leg and twitch his feet.

Why was this so tickly?! Peter took a deep breath, he can do this, he can do this, just keep your composure and breath...

“Gah!” Peter suddenly let out a quiet yelp when the woman touched his toes.

Peter clamped his lips shut and tried to focus on anything else in the room the wall, the window anything but all he could focus on was the tickly fingers on his foot.

Peter could feel the laughter building up in his throat more and more the longer it went on for his face getting redder and redder.

MJ looked over from her book and noticed Peter’s red hot face.

“You ok there?” MJ asked giving him a a slightly strange look.

“Y-Y-Yehep!” Peter quickly replied cursing himself as a small giggle escaped.

MJ stared at him for a moment then turned to May for some kind of clarification May only smirked back at her.

Meanwhile Peter had covered his face with his hand as giggles began slipping out. No one said anything about them massaging his feet! Peter jerked and started silently giggling into his hand.

“Hmm looks like we have an extra ticklish one here.” The lady teased with a fond smile.

“Huh, wouldn’t have guessed you were ticklish Parker...” MJ said looking at him with a smirk.

Peter shook his head in his hand still hiding his giggly smiling face.

“N-No! Thats not!” Peter stuttered before MJ tasered his side with a smirk making him shriek. Peter squirmed away to the best of his ability without moving his foot away. May laughed MJ and Peter.

“You were saying?” MJ asked with a smirk on her face.

“Sh-Shut uhup!!” Peter giggled trying his best to keep still, he could easily pull his foot away but he didn’t want to reveal his spider strength.

“Don’t worry about it sweetie, we are used to gigglers and twitching.” The woman reassured.

”You may want to be carful, he is more then a giggler.” May teased poking her nephew in the side teasingly making the teen jerk away and grab at her hands.

“M-Mahay! Don’t!” Peter whined causing his aunt to laugh.

“You’ve gotta be kidding me.” MJ smirked.

Everyone began laughing now.

“H-How doesn’t thihis bohotheher yohohou!?” Peter asked continuing to squirm in his seat. MJ shrugged.

“Guess I’m just not as ticklish as you Parker.” MJ teased.

“He’s always been super ticklish, all it takes is a good poke here, or there, or anywhere and he will be a giggling mess!” May said amused by the sight as she poked the teen’s ribs and tummy making him jerk away.

“M-Mahay! Cuhuhut ihihit ohohout!” Peter laughed out.

“MJ! Stohohop!” Peter jerked when he felt her fingers join in on the poking as well.

“Alright alright, you ladies leave him alone, if he is as ticklish as he seems you making him squirm any more is gonna make my job quite difficult.” The woman smiled putting Peter’s foot down giving Peter a chance to take a breath before starting the whole cycle again with his other foot.

Peter’s face was bright red at this point from embarrassment! Why the hell did this have to tickle so much and his spidey senses weren’t helping at all!

Peter took a breath and tried to relax but to no avail as the tickles only got worse as time went on. The woman then put his other foot back in the water. Peter let out a sigh of relief thinking worst was over.

Peter’s relaxation was short lived as he felt a brushing sensation on his foot. Peter’s eyes flew open at the sudden feeling.

“H-Hehehehey! Whahat ihihis thahahat?!” Peter asked through laughter unable to control himself he pulled his foot away.

The woman simply laughed putting her hand out asking for his foot again.

“This part is always ticklish so don’t be embarrassed.” The woman reassured.

MJ smirked at him and just watched him. Peter reluctantly put his foot back down into the woman’s hand which he immediately regretted as she began scrubbing his foot. Peter jolted and squirmed unable to keep his laughter in at this point his hands rolled into fists and his nose scrunched up.

“You ok Peter? You seem agitated...” MJ asked as she watched Peter go into none stop giggle and laughing fit.

“Ihihihihihit tihihihickles Ahahahaha!” Peter screeched throwing his head back.

His spidey senses were going haywire! He could feel every single one of the tiny bristles on the brush scratching and tickling his sole and he couldn’t stand it. Peter’s foot started twitching and wriggling unable to stay still any longer.

“Ahahahaha! Ok! Ok! too muhuhuch too muhuch!” Peter screeched.

The woman was giggling along with Peter at this point and Peter could have sworn she was tickling him on purpose a bit.

“Ok done, now the other foot.” The woman said putting his foot back in the water and grabbing the other.

“Nohoho!” Peter giggled shaking his head before the woman even touched his foot.

“Come on, you can do it!” The woman encouraged. Peter laid his head back again trying to ignore the insanely ticklish brushing which didn’t last long.

“Whyhyhy does thihis tihickle soho muhuch?!” Peter giggled hiding his face again.

“I-I cahahan’t! Oh myhyhy gohohod!” Peter giggled curling his toes when the brush came too close to his toes covering his blushing face with his hands.

The woman smiled at him before she pulled his toes back and brushed under them making Peter go ballistic he threw his hands down and full on laughter escaped now.

“AH! HEHEHEHEY! NOHOHO WAHAHAHAIT! DOHOHOHON’T AHAHA!!”

“Hehe, You really are ticklish huh?” The woman teased letting go of Peter’s foot putting it back in the water.

MJ was laughing her butt off at him by now which only made Peter grow redder which he didn’t think was possible, but at the same time it was nice to see her laugh like that.

“Ok worst part is done.” The woman said with a smile. Peter sighed an laid his head back against the chair’s headrest before he looked around and noticed that everyone in the salon was either smiling at him or at each other, while it was embarrassing at least they weren’t giving him weird looks.

The spidey sense was only making everything worse! Even her just moving her fingers around his foot made him twitch and giggle as she clipped his nails which wasn’t so bad until she grabbed at his toes.

“How is this even tickling you?!” MJ asked with a chuckle watching her boyfriend squirm about in his seat. Peter had his face in his hand covering his red face as giggles consistently left of his lips he was trying his absolute hardest to stay still even though it was torturously hard.

Once the woman’s fingers finally got away from his feet and started actually painting his nails he could somewhat relax and breath. Her long nails glided down the top of his feet making him twitch his feet. Peter was becoming suspicious that the woman was tickling him on purpose now.

“Alright you’re all done honey!” The woman said to Peter standing up. Peter looked down and his feet looked pretty cool.

“Um... Th-Thank you...” Peter said.

“Not a problem sweetie, sorry if this was uncomfortable for you at all now you just need to wait until they dry.” The woman smiled before going over to the desk.

After about 15 minutes the nail polish was dry so he got up and put his shoes back on. MJ and May finished a little later so Peter had to sit and wait and honestly Peter wanted to get the hell out of there and never look back!

Once MJ and May were finished up they put back on their shoes and May used the coupons for a big discount.

Once they all got into the car MJ just smirked at him.

“W-What?”

“Nothing, you’re just cute.” MJ said with a smile poking him in the side.

“I-I’m not! A-And besides! Don’t you think I’ve hahad enough?!” Peter replied grabbing her hand. MJ smiled at him.

“I am NEVER doing that again!” Peter claimed resting his head back against the headrest of the car seat. MJ giggled along with Aunt May.

Fin~

#ticklish spidey #ticklish!peter #petertickled #spidermantickle #marvel tickle #Peter Parker tickled

[thestupidhelmet]

I never got why Hyde was already fond of Jackie when they were “screwing around” in season 5. But after rewatching ”Jackie Bags Hyde” it’s SO CLEAR that he’d developed some type of crush on her after their date. N it aligns with how he acts in season 4. So then it’d make sense if he already had a crush on her ‘til season 5, so when they had their “fling”, Steven had already fallen for her a little bit. Idk jus a thought I had to share since I have no one irl to talk to about jackie and hyde hehe

Oh, yeah, it’s obvious the writers were intending to go for irony with “Jackie Bags Hyde” (3x08). From “Kelso’s Serenade” (2x21) on, Hyde tries to dissuade Jackie from developing a romantic interest in him. She pursues him on the show through “Jackie Bags Hyde” (”JBH”), only for him to have developed romantic feelings for her while her feelings vanish after they kiss the first time (the “Kelso’s Serenade” kiss wasn’t mutual, so it doesn’t count).

One of my headcanons (because I have several different ones) is that Jackie and Hyde developed a friendship once he came to terms with what happened in “JBH”. Thankfully, his characterization had shifted completely from the boundary-invading a-hole he is toward Donna in season 1.

Regardless of the writers’ intentions, one can reasonably interpret Hyde’s behavior in the latter half of season 3 as him not being happy about Jackie and Kelso’s renewed relationship for different reasons than he was in season 1. He’s annoyed at their early lovey-dovey-ness, and he tries to provoke disunity between them.

By season 4, however, Hyde and Jackie seem to have formed a bond. The writers likely didn’t intend to show that, but those scenes and scene blocking are there. It’s the only bridge between Jackie and Hyde’s S1-S3 relationship to the one that begins in season 4.

In season 4:

Hyde’s burns toward Jackie aren’t cruel but teasing and playful – and maybe even flirtatious. Their interaction in “Jackie Says Cheese” (4x13) are a prime example of this, with her even smacking his chest lightly in annoyance, not anger, – like they’re friends.

In the episode right after, “Class Picture” (4x20), Jackie and Hyde sit together on a table – alone and flush together – to look through Point Place High’s previous yearbook. They could’ve had at least an inch apart. Quite frankly, they should have if the director were following their previous S1-”JBH” (before their date) characterization. But their body language, especially Jackie’s, demonstrate a physical comfort they definitely didn’t with each other have before “JBH”. Jackie should’ve been cozied up with Kelso or sitting with Donna. But she’s, dare I say, cozied up with Hyde on that table.

Further, when leaving the classroom to let Donna change clothes in private – and Kelso stays behind in an attempt to catch a glimpse of Donna’s breasts (a “great” move for someone who’d cheated repeatedly on the girlfriend who eventually forgave him and took him back) – Hyde and Jackie walk out together. Hyde places his hand on the small of Jackie’s back, guiding her out the door, and she doesn’t smack his arm away. She goes with it, as if it’s a natural or comfortable interaction between them. This is not the behavior of two people who have a contentious or non-existent relationship.

Earlier, in “An Eric Forman Christmas” (4x12), Hyde sits next to Jackie on a different table after they and their other friends have wrapped Pastor Dave in Christmas lights. Granted, they’re not interacting, unlike in “Class Picture” where they are, but he wouldn’t have chosen to sit beside her if he felt uncomfortable by her presence.

Later in the episode, after Kelso fails to convince Jackie to watch Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer and runs off, Hyde moves to stand right beside Jackie. The blocking is likely just so he’s more in the frame, but he and Jackie are so close they’re practically touching. She’s also focused on him and engaged when he suggests wrapping Dave in Christmas gift wrap. They seem to have more of a connection during this episode than she and Kelso do.

In “Bye-Bye, Basement” (4x05), Jackie burns Eric – and uses dialogue with Kelso to do it – but while Kelso’s confused, Hyde offers his hand to Jackie for her to slap-five. That kind of interaction never would’ve happened between them before “Jackie Bags Hyde” or, perhaps, “Cat Fight Club” (2x25), where their bond was solidified.

In “Hyde’s Birthday” (4x23), Jackie is the first to greet Hyde when he arrives at his birthday party. She touches Hyde’s stomach (for traction) with both hands, stands on her toes, and kisses Hyde on the cheek. He appears uncomfortable with it, but he puts his hand on her back and keeps it there, even after Kelso’s jealous, paranoid outburst about Jackie “kissing other guys”.

She’s also enthusiastic about decorating Hyde’s party – before her disagreements with Fez frustrated her off the project. But she wouldn’t have done such a thing for Hyde unless she was fond of him, and the moment discussed in the above paragraph demonstrates that fondness for him. 

Considering all their interactions, and the type, they have in season 4, Jackie and Hyde have a definite bond (again, regardless of the writers’ intentions, it’s on the screen). Likely, neither of them have labeled it or verbally acknowledged it to each other. But that bond allows them to spend the summer between seasons 4 and 5 comfortably together alone in the basement, watching TV. Hyde could’ve sat far away from her in his chair, but he doesn’t. He sits on the couch with her.

Although I’m glad they do get together romantically in season 5, I’m not entirely satisfied by their dynamic in the earliest episodes. I might write a meta about that someday, but I explore how their emotional relationship and connection could’ve developed from season 4 to season 5 in my story One Difference: Jackie and Hyde Don’t Kiss (Over the Summer).

Links: FFnet / AO3

Summary: With the basement to themselves, Jackie and Hyde can’t seem to stay away from each other. Buried feelings rise to the surface. Jackie makes the first move, but Hyde blocks it. Rather than kissing, they end up in a chess match of escalating risks and consequences.

Rated: M

#That 70s Show #That '70s Show #Jackie x Hyde #Jackie Burkhart #Steven Hyde #Ask #Anon #My Meta #My Essay #Meta #Essay #Fanfic

[shrubforhire]

Questions 1-100

100: who was the last person that you pinky promise? idk

1: is there a boy/girl in your life? Yes!!!! My lovely gf

2: think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? I cant remember the last person who hurt me

3: what do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” Rawr XD

4: what’s something you really want right now? The tender touch of my beloved

5: are you afraid of falling in love? I was,, but im getting used to it hehe

6: do you like the beach? yes!

7: have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? yup

8: what’s the background on your cell? My girlfriend and her friend recreating a frame from charlottes web

9: name the last four beds you were sat on? Mine, isaacs, cecelias, ben

10: do you like your phone? Nah this bitch is old as hell and regularly doesnt work

11: honestly, are things going the way you planned? yes!

12: who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? Probs chanel!

13: would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler? Any dog

14: which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain? emotional

15: would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? It dependsssssss,,,,, there are some that are def boring, but usually art museum

16: are you tired? Tired of this SHIT

17: how long have you known your 1st phone contact? All my life cuz its my dad lol

18: are they a relative? yup

19: would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? NOOOOOOOOOOO

20: when did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? today!

21: if you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? Not today cuz im literally 19

22: would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Bitch hell yea

23: how many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? I have a watch>??

24: is there a certain quote you live by? We cant all be winners

25: what’s on your mind? My gf

26: do you have any tattoos? no

27: what is your favorite color? purple

28: next time you will kiss someone on the lips? Better be tonight bitch!!!!!!!!!

29: who are you texting? My gf

30: think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? Yup ;)

31: have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? Every fuckig time

32: do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? Not a single one

33: do you think anyone has feelings for you? I HOPE THE FUCK THEY DO

34: has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? yea

35: say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? I need to rly think through this to restrain my immediate reaction which is murder

36: were you single on valentines day? Every single one bihhhhhh

37: are you friends with the last person you kissed? Yea :)

38: what do your friends call you? bottom

39: has anyone upset you in the last week? yea

40: have you ever cried over a text? BITCG (yes)

41: where’s your last bruise located? I dont think i have any rn?

42: what is it from? Its not there, but if it were it would b dance

43: last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? This summer at my house

44: who was the last person you were on the phone with? isaac

45: do you have a favourite pair of shoes? Me combat boots

46: do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? no

47: would you ever go bald if it was the style? Hhhhhhh no

48: do you make supper for your family? Yea sometimes, not a ton

49: does your bedroom have a door? yup

50: top 3 web-pages? Musictheory.net ukutabs.com ultimateguitartabs.com

51: do you know anyone who hates shopping? yes

52: does anything on your body hurt? My ASS (its dance shut up)

53: are goodbyes hard for you? Yes oh my gosh

54: what was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? Moscow mule

55: how is your hair? sexy

56: what do you usually do first in the morning? Check phone

57: do you think two people can last forever? yes

58: think back to january 2007, were you single? I was 7,,,,, lololol

59: green or purple grapes? green

60: when’s the next time you will give someone a big hug? rn

61: do you wish you were somewhere else right now? W my gf lowkey

62: when will be the next time you text someone? Idk, soon probs

63: where will you be 5 hours from now? Sleeping i fuckin hope

64: what were you doing at 8 this morning. sleeping

65: this time last year, can you remember who you liked? Kiana lol

66: is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? Not to be gay but,,

67: did you kiss or hug anyone today? I hugged,,,,,, but im still waiting :(((((((

68: what was your last thought before you went to bed last night? I hope im not hungover tomorrow

69: have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? EVRYR FYCKDINT TIME

70: how many windows are open on your computer? 23

71: how many fingers do you have? 8

72: what is your ringtone? idk

73: how old will you be in 5 months? 19

74: where is your mum right now? Hopefully havin a good night :)

75: why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? I AM HAHAHAHAHAHA BITCH

76: have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? Earlier today :)))))))))))

77: are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? yup!

78: do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? I was still picking random wonderbread lookin ass boys to have a crush on,, but subconsciously???? Every single girl in my class. There was this girl named talia and i thought her name was so pretty and she had this deep raspy voice and oh ym god

79: is there anyone you know with the name mike? No thank god

80: have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms? Yea :’)

81: how many people have you liked in the past three months? 1

82: has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? Probably? I room w 2 other girls so we just kinda nakey sometimes

83: will you talk to the person you like tonight? YES BITCH

84: you’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? My friends?? What kind of q is this?

85: if your bf/gf was into drugs would you care? Depends if its hard drugs lol, if its weed i’d be okay,, if its anything more i would b a little worried

86: what was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? Nothing eventful ever happens when i see movies lol

87: who was your last received call from? isaac

88: if someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? Thats fucked up bro,, u jus want ppl to admit they fucked up,,,, this is the plot of every dystopian movie yes i would

89: what is something you wish you had more of? confidence

90: have you ever trusted someone too much? Every fuckin time

91: do you sleep with your window open? no

92: do you get along with girls? Oh bitch,,,,,,,, i gEt alOnG with girls

93: are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? What the fuck,,,,,,,,, uuhhhhfuhh yes

94: does sex mean love? Not necessarily,, its watever u want it to mean babey!!!!

95: you’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? Jesus christ

96: have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? no

97: did you sleep alone this week? Yea :(

98: everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? Hehehehehehehe yea

99: do you believe in love at first sight? No, i believe in infatuation and attraction at first sight, but not love