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fruitybashir · 1 month

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it's been 3 minutes since i read the last chapter and i just wanna ask how are our boys doing right now? will they eventually tell kris' parents that they were fake-dating but are together now? was the first officially-in-a-relationship sex good? how long has bojan been in love with kris? did he realize it during their whole friends-with-benefits thing or earlier?

okay okay okay lets get into it

1. how are they doing right now? well timeline wise, currently they are suffering. but right after the end of the fic? doing fantastic. im imagining since its a friday, kris takes another sick day and bojan skips his classes just bc fuck that, and they just went through a lot and finally have each other again and theyre both not willing to let the other out of their sight again for even just a second. kiki has probably noticed kris has not been doing so well lately, so he gladly covers kris' shift. they're gonna just lie in bed a little bit, answer texts from the other guys making sure the others know theyre doing fine, and then they take jans advice and fuck like rabbits.

on saturday they go to band practice together again and maybe just bc kris is a little shit hes gonna go "yeah the song was nice but the guitar could use some improvement" and maybe thats when they start working a third guitar into songs instead of just kris taking over bojans parts? who knows?

2. will they tell kris' parents that theyre fake-dating but together now? i think kris would want to keep that one a secret, mainly bc he knows theyre never gonna let him live it down and maks definitely wont, but he (very begrudgingly) does tell them. and they have a good laugh about it. for all eternity. bc i think miha and chantal are the kind of people who would find that shit hilaaaaaarious and bring it up all the time, they think its very very funny

and they also obv love bojan and are very glad to have him properly in their family now <3

3. was the first in-relarionship sex good? it was the fucking best. they didnt have to hold back anymore and enough "i love you"s were said to fill a book with it and then some. it was incredible.

4. how long has bojan been in love with kris? god i wish i knew. i just write the guy, i dont know what the fuck is going on inside his head. i think hes had a mild crush on kris for a while, over the last few years, not very deep or meaningful, mostly when kris picked up jan or smthn bojan would go "damn hes handsome" but that was the extent of it - also bc he was still struggling with his sexuality then.

i think over the holidate timeline .. hm. i imagine that crush skyrocketed when kris just slammed him against the wall that one night and then proceeded to give him the best head hes ever had lol. and i think he definitely acknowledged it as a crush then and it slowly developed into more. i think he maybe realised he was in love shortly after kris stayed with him when he was sick? the major factors there being that kris didnt just take care of him, but actually cared for him. he didnt just drop off some meds and left, he actually took the time to stay with bojan, took a sick day just to be with him, cooked for him, made sure he ate and drank enough, kept him company, everything. thats already an admission of love if you ask me. (both platonically or romantically) but that really did a number on bojan.

i even think bojan let himself admit that it was love pretty early on, but always had the safety layer of "we're just doing this for fun, so its okay if im in love with him bc the "only" consequence is having my own heart broken lol" but then when kris wrote him dopamin and bojan realised this could all be real, suddenly there were more potential consequences to deal with and well you read the last chapter lol

#well this got a little long. oops #i was thinking of doing that 'directors note' thing thats been going around btw? if anyone is interested in that?#now that the whole fic is finished like if anyone is still curious about specific scenes or has questions etc etc #inbox #anonymous #lore

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bnha-mha-imagines · 5 years

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Helloooooo~headcannons for Bakugo, Todoroki, Kaminari, Sero, and Kirishima with a shy crush and they want to ask them out?

I wasn’t sure if you meant the boys were asking their crush out or if the crush was asking them out, so I just went with the first option. Sorry if I misunderstood! :) I adored this tho

Bakugo

He doesn’t have a crush. Huh? (Y/n)? Definitely not a crush, what. Why would you think he had a crush on them? Because they’re so cute that it pisses him off and he lays in bed at night wondering what it’s like to hold their hand? What? Huh? Sorely mistaken.

No, for real though, this boy is so frustrating because he denies his feelings for you for the longest time. He’s trying to be the number one hero over here so when he meets you and just falls head over heels, he’s hitting every rock and bump on they way down to try and crawl out of that hole.

The more he fights it, though, the more he’s forced to acknowledge it. He’d try to distance himself from you but it’s just so miserable and hard for him so he’s just always crawling back. But don’t mention that or he’ll get pissy.

When he’s finally on board with his own emotional rollercoaster he finds it really hard to talk to you. Anytime he starts getting close to asking you out his brain kinda goes into overdrive and he’ll end up shouting or saying something rude.

It. Breaks. His. Heart.

Because when he raises his voice at you, your lip starts to tremble and your eyes get a little glassy. He feels like shit for doing that to you, instant regret. Hates that he can’t control his mouth when he’s around you.

Because he’s shit at communication you think he hates you tbh. Kirishima gives him the great idea to find a different outlet to confess to you, an idea which...Bakugo hates to admit isn’t half bad.

So he’ll start to do little things for you. Harps on people if they embarrass you, will make you treats and leave them on your desk before you get to class (totally denies it, fyi), forcefully throws his hoodie to you if you look cold, etc.

It kind of embarrases you to get this sort of attention, though it gets the message across to you that he doesn’t actually hate you. So you start spending more time together and it gives you butterflies :)

This goes on for a while and eventually people catch on that something is going on between you.

Mina will just gape at you both and be like “How long have you been dating!?!” and Bakugo just wraps an arm over your shoulders and is just deadass like “Two weeks.” And your face is in flames because he never officially asked you out?!?! What?!

You’re not complaining though.

Todoroki

When he first realizes he likes you, he’s a little at a loss. He’s never asked anyone out before and he wasn’t even sure if you felt the same way.

So like any normal person, he googles it.

He finds a wiki-how on how to know if your crush likes you back, so he sets up his own little experiment.

He tries different things to see how you react. Will look over to you during class to see if you’re staring at him, or he’ll see you in the dorm commons and sit directly next to you even if every other chair is vacant.

You’re a constant blushing mess during this period of time because all of a sudden the stoic hot-boy you’ve been quietly crushing on is paying way more attention to you than you’re used to.

You kinda start to wonder if he likes you or not but are too scared to ask. What if you were misreading his actions? How embarrassing would that be!

So you just allow yourself to freeze up and quiet down when he’s around.

Todoroki comes to two conclusions; either you like him, or you’re scared of him.

At this point, he’s down a wiki-how rabbit hole and its not exactly working out for him. He gets a little frustrated with it and decides to just straight up ask you.

It’s after class one day and he stops you right before you’re about to leave. “Wait for a moment please, I’d like to talk.”

You’re shook.

Once the room is empty except for you both he doesn’t waste a moment. “Are you scared of me?” It’s so blunt and serious that it shakes you to the core. You’re instantly panicking.

“W-What?! No, y-you don’t scare me. Why would you…?” You’re embarrassed, half of your brain trying to convince him and the other half trying to look back at what you’ve done that could have made him think that.

He kinda just watches you get flustered and this tiny smirk goes onto his face, totally making you freeze. “W-What?”

“So that means you like me, yes?”

Reader.exe has stopped working.

Taking your silence as a yes, he’ll take your hand in his and give it a kiss. “Then, would you give me the honor of a date tomorrow night?”

Kaminari

This boy will be your doom.

He thinks it's totally hilarious when your face gets all red and heated so he makes it a game to see how flustered he can make you.

He’s not sure when his gag transforms into flirting; it’s so subtle that he’s a little off-guard when he finally realizes it.

You’d be hanging out with the group and he’ll tease you so that you hide your face in your hands, and he feels all gushy all of a sudden and is so startled by this emotion that he accidentally shocks himself.

After he realizes he has feelings for you, he is 10x worse, ohmygod.

He starts shooting you left and right with dumb pick-up lines.

“Are you related to Yoda? ‘Cause Yodalicious.”

Bonus points if he can get it electricity-based.

“‘Ay, (Y/n), how about you leave the blinds open tonight so I can get a pikachu~”

“Are you a light socket? ‘Cause I feel a spark between us~”

“Are you my charger? ‘Cause I’d die without you~”

All of his friends call him cringey. He calls it romantic.

Everytime it brings a blush to your face and he eats it up. It’s just a win-win for him, he gets to be as cheesy as he wants and you’ll always get that cute little look on your face.

It kills you every time though because you definitely have a crush on him, and you still think he’s joking around with you. Eventually it gets really hard for you to deal with and you let him know you’ve had enough.

“K-Kaminari, please stop.” You’re looking at your hands because you can’t meet his eyes. “I d-dont think I can take this anymore. It hurts when you joke like that when you...you don’t mean them.”

He’s a little confused at first before his eyes widen and just laughs. Okay, at this point you’re a little hurt and annoyed because dude, you just built up your courage to ask him to stop and he laughs in your face, what the hell.

But when he finishes laughing, he’ll look at you with those eyes and say, “(Y/n), do you really think those we’re all jokes? I mean, sure, I was trying to be funny but...the sentiment behind them is real. I really like you…”

Your cheeks will get pink, not expecting him to just confess to you like that...and suddenly you remember everything he had said to you in all seriousness and feel so embarrassed!!!

“Do you still want me to stop?”

“No I...I think I like them now.”

Sero

Sero doesn’t really think he’s anything special, so he’s a little nervous when notices his feelings for you. He doesn’t see how someone as amazing as you would share the same kind of sentiment for a plain guy like him.

Similar to a lot of his crushes in the past, he’ll try to quietly kill it off. When that doesn’t work, he just takes to secretly pining after you.

He thinks your shyness is very humble and endearing, so he takes it upon himself to help you with anything you’d need. If you’re ever uncomfortable at a social event, he’ll take you to the side for a breather and carry out a more relaxing conversation.

You really lean on him when it comes to certain vulnerabilities, and you find yourself slowly becoming more open with him.

Sero doesn’t really notice it happening, but regardless is just a constant pillar of encouragement and support.

Your conversations are gradually getting more intimate and you’re finding yourself more and more comfortable around him. He’s become your best friend, and you couldn’t deny you had feelings for him on top of that.

Eventually it becomes obvious to everyone that you both clearly have a thing for each other, and Sero’s friends are getting frustrated that he hasn’t done anything about it yet.

“Dude, they’re totally interested in you, why are you avoiding it?”

He just kinda shakes his head because...he just doesn’t believe them. He thinks they’re just trying to be nice because they’re his friends. When they can’t get him to confess, they at least get him to put it down in writing for you.

He starts to write you little love notes and leaves them at your desk.

The first time you got one, you felt so flattered? He watched your face pinken as you read it before class. He had to hide his smile for fear of you realizing who wrote it.

He aint slick.

By now you already knew what his handwriting looked like, so you knew instantly it was he who wrote it.

But you don’t want to embarrass him so you never brought it up to him. So for a few weeks, he'll write you notes every other day, and you get so flustered if anyone asks you what they are. You hide it against your chest and blush...and then put it in a little bag you keep of every single note you’ve received.

One day Sero walks into class, surprised to see a note on HIS desk.

He opens it and gets so embarrassed because it’s just a list of everything you liked about him and you signed your name with a little heart at the bottom. He’s so happy, he feels all light and bubbly.

During class he passes you a note and asks if you want to go see a movie that night, yes or no.

You get the rest :)

Kirishima

He’s probably the best out of these guys at asking you out, doesn’t really beat around the bush and does all the hard work for you.

By nature he’s really outgoing so even though you’re shy he always made that effort to include you and strike up a conversation.

You find yourself more comfortable in his company than you are in most others, so you falling for him is a little inevitable.

Once you realize your feelings for him, it gets a lot harder for you to be as open, and you kind of revert back to a lot of your shy tendencies.

It’s hard for you to hold eye contact for more than a few seconds and you trip over your words.

It confuses the hell out of Kirishima because he thought you were beginning to get comfortable with him? Did he do something wrong? He turns to your other friends to try and see what’s up.

“Mina, is (Y/n) upset with me or something??”

The girl can’t keep a secret for the life of her, she rats you out so fast. “Huh? No, she just likes you, dude.”

Gets this silly grin on his face, can’t believe the class cutie actually likes him? Boy starts making plans.

He kind of avoids you one day and you begin to worry you made yourself too distant and ended up pushing him away. You were really frustrated with your shyness, feeling it ruined everything for you.

So when Kirishima pulls you aside after class, you get really frightened, thinking he was gonna stop being your friend. But instead, this guy pulls out some flowers from behind his back and your eyes sparkle because the gesture is so sweet.

“I heard from a little bird you liked me,” and he’ll pause just long enough for you to DIE and mentally curse every evil on a certain pink girl. “So I wanted to formally ask you...will you go out with me?” Of course you say yes.

You guys share a hug and you just hide your face in his chest because you’re so overwhelmed with joy and relief and can’t handle it.

#bnha x reader #bakugo x reader #todoroki x reader #kaminari x reader #sero x reader #kirishima x reader #bnha imagines #bnha headcanons #bnha matchup #mha headcanons #mha imagines

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badfauxmance · 3 years

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Hiii! First of all i want to say that I loveeee your blog, I found it 3 days ago and I’ve been reading all of your posts since... and God, was I naive about the celebrity world!!! I actually believed for a second that Ale’s and Seb’s relationship was real 🥺 Anyways, I’m still learning about how all this whole PR thing works, so I’m sorry if my question is stupid, but I was wondering why Sebastian agreed to this whole thing in the first place? I mean, he seems like such a private person1/2

2/2 that hates all these internet and media drama, so why would he gather in a relationship like this? Is it because he signed with CAA, and therefore he doesnt have a saying on this anymore and has to do as he’s told? Again, i’m sorry if I sound stupid I’m just trying to learn how these things work so I dont fall for fake shit anymore lol Sorry for such a long question!

Hi! Welcome to the blog! Okay I’m combining your two-parter Ask on here so I’ll delete the other one in the inbox just to simplify things.

Eh... it’s understandable. I mean not everyone realizes this was all fakery from the start, but hey at least now you figured it out. Most of us were just casual fans. We’d read the latest news and just move on with our lives not thinking much of it. But then... you notice something funky is going on and the next thing you know you fell down the rabbit hole like we did and you now see signs of fakery all over the place. You said it yourself, he’s not really the type who loves to get into drama and tons of attention on his relationships. This was one of the many red flags that made me and the co-writers suspect shenanigans are happening.

Actually ALL the way back in November/December I was doing a series of posts about this nonsense, but then we suddenly got an explosion of followers sending in Asks and well I never got back to it. I planned to do it, but I’m experiencing fatigue on this. But who knows maybe some of you guys might be into reading more of the Saga series I was working on. I still have posts in the Draft folder waiting for me to continue it. One of the parts was actually going to be a full explanation why Sebastian is doing this, but I’ll give you the short version here.

Basically we here at Badfauxmance (and other speculators we talk to) have puzzled this out. Our suspicion is that Sebastian did this because of a couple factors. CAA is, I think, his third agency he’s worked with. Doing this seems to us like a sign that he’s not satisfied with the roles or the projects he’s been getting with said agency. So this would point towards someone with real career ambitions.

He’s signed up with this top tier agency, which is probably his big chance at getting bigger projects down the road. He’s going to be inclined to play ball with whatever ideas they bring to him. His original agents very likely bring up the idea to be seen dating with someone. This is a classic Hollywood PR strategy. Nothing gets the public talking about you like being seen dating someone or speculated that you’re dating someone. This would get attention on him and therefore make people more aware he exists if they don’t already know him from Marvel. Let’s be realistic, Sebastian won’t be playing Bucky Barnes forever. They need to do more to get him some attention. Not to mention, CAA in particular has a reputation of their clients getting tons of gossip notice and pap walks every other week.

Sebastian isn’t a slave. He’s not being forced to do anything against his will. It’s quite possible that he didn’t handle isolation during the beginning of the pandemic well and he might have gotten desperate to DO something other than being stuck at home for hours at a time. This could have made him more easily persuaded to do this nonsense. Had he been stronger willed, he might have insisted that he should do this with someone who is a local so it’s less problematic looking traveling to other countries for pap walks. Problem is that once you sign the dotted line, you got to stick with the agreed upon rules. There’s usually penalties included if either party violates the rules in the contract. So to a certain degree, while the contract is in effect, there’s not much he can do.

We noticed back in December he did a bit of “rebellion” and he had to do stuff to make up for his digression of the narrative he had to push. It’s all ridiculous when you realize it’s fake.

Anyways, thanks for your interest! Welcome again!

#sebastian stan #we are counting down to when this contract is over #when will this trainwreck stop?#we still love you seb

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hhawkeye · 3 years

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as the creator of the best video in film history (the trapper body ody video) Trapper for the ship asks? (-@radarbabieoreilly)

FIRST OF ALL thank you for this im sorry its taken me literal years to respond. trapper body video haunts me every moment of my life and every day i want to make something else to make up for putting that evil into the world but i simply... do not

ANYWAY:

My NOTP for them: OKAY SO i dont think i really have a notp for trapper... he works w anyone... i mean i guess like, frank or some shit actually. wait. frank. apparently theres frank/trapper fic out there which is just. what the hell is that. ok. no.

My BROTP for them: ok actually i love him and mulcahy. irish catholic solidarity BABEY. they dont get that many moments but i think if they did it would have been really good. just guys being dudes. they smoke a little weed together i think.

My OTP for them: haaaaawkeeeeeyeeeeeeeee trapper and hawkeye invented the concept of love, actually, so. no but for real they are just. as talls would say. silly rabbit 4 silly rabbit. i like them SO MUCH i just like them!!!! they make me happy :)

My second choice pairing for them: hmmm. i mean! his blurry wife louise sounds really nice! but if we’re going w characters like... on the show then tbh trapper/klinger like. WHY NOT.

My fluffy pairing for them: ok this is so silly but. traphawk where (redacted circumstance) happens and trapper ends up like splitting his time between boston and maine and like, hes not divorced maybe but he and louise always knew their marriage was like. not for like oh we’re in LOVE love yknow they are just two people who idk its the 40s or whatever and they were some kind of not straight and they wanted to raise a family and they were like Well Here’s How We Can Do That but ANYWAY, anyway, hawkeye moves to boston eventually but that takes a few years due to (redacted circumstance) but anyway its nice and sweet and trapper is like. a loving husband! and a good dad! and they are all living their best lives! i think like trapper and louise do eventually get divorced when their kids are older but its like... a mutual thing that doesnt actually change anything its more just bc this was kinda always where it was heading and now the kids arent so young they dont have to be pretending so much etc and ANYWAYYYYY just that whole. vibe. thanks.

My angsty pairing for them: traphawk but the version where. trapper cant leave his wife because the world is cruel and there are many issues involved and he has KIDS and he doesnt like the expectations of society any more than hawkeye does but he plays along with them because he knows what happens when you dont and :) its fine. its FINE and im not sad about it and im not like, up late at night crying to myself wondering why trapper didnt just leave a fucking note like a normal person. im not.

My favorite poly ship for them: yet again trapper/hawkeye/bj remains ridiculous and yet somehow believable ? i like them :) i like bj’s trapper complex i like the idea of bj being like, jealous while smooching hawkeye bc hawkeye is also idk holding trapper’s hand, and trapper really doesn’t have a stake in it he’s like jealousy is weird bro but he DOES enjoy annoying the hell out of bj so. he of course goads him a little. its fine though.

My weirdest pairing for them: hmmmmmmmm. again trapper just goes with ANYONE so there isnt really a weirdest pairing. like look at him! hes just a little guy :) he can date anyone its not weird. that being said actually trapper/peggy (bj’s wife) is fucking HILARIOUS to me.

#ty for this<3 #Anonymous

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romeoburg-archived · 4 years

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whats his relationships with the other charas like (like gill, maya, radar, or anyone rlly)? if there's no friendship/he doesn't know them well, what'd you think it'd be like if wulf was friends with certian characters?

i am so mad man i had shit typed up and then the page refreshed itself. anyways all the stuff is under the cut

wulfric / aiden (wulfden) • dating

i know you said OTHER characters but i gotta start with my main mans. wulfric and aiden started dating after the end of season 2, when aiden returned from golden city (post-s1e5 sky city). its not exactly enemies-to-lovers, more like two friends who couldnt stand each other sometimes. they still like to take the piss out of each other sometimes. and surprisingly aiden was the one who asked wulfric out. just a "hey i think i might actually like you a bit and the feelings i had in my chest werent ALL disgust after all no homo tho" except its all homo. and the ship name was so funny to think abt cuz like. it took me way too long to think of that, so i might be stupid

wulfric + doppler ( @freds-keep ) • best friends

theyre best friends!! i have to like look at my notes again wherever i put em and figure out exactly how they met, but ik they met between the s1 DLCs and s2, and iirc wulfric is the one who introduced doppler to radar. wulfric tried to teach doppler to parkour once and it ended with wulfric having to force a potion of healing down doppler's throat. never again. maybe with featherfalling boots but not likely. its okay tho, doppler ribs on him for being friends with a singer when he's completely tone deaf

wulfric + maya • dislike

he. doesnt like maya. the two were kinda just constantly down each other throats getting into more spats than he and aiden ever did. they could never agree on anything and its a wonder that they didnt just kill each other sometimes. its ONLY just dislike bc like. they were a part of the same gang. even after he found out about the sky city ordeal he was just like "yknow what i expected that"

wulfric + jesse • dislike

wulfric doesnt like jesse fr the same reason the other ocelots (minus lukas) dont like him. just rubbing it in his face all the time that they won the building competition every year they participated and jesse and his 'order of the pigs' didnt. he mellows out after s1, but he still doesnt rly like him that much :/

wulfric + lukas • friendly

while they were best friends pre-s1 DLCs, after the DLC episodes they just didnt hang around as much as they used to. sure it was a bit upsetting, but wulfric wasnt too beat up. wulfric actually defended lukas from the admin (posing as jesse ofc) which is what got them both sent to the tower, with wulfric taking advantage of his parkour skills to escape and attempt to like. tell ppl. except he got caught again bc he got cornered. oops. anyways the two of them reformed the ocelots with the other prisoners

wulfric + gill • friendly

wulfric and gill had a. short fling once. not really dating just like fwb stuff but that never rly made anything awkward between them even when they stopped. when gill returned to beacontown the two spent a lot of time hanging out again. also when the witherstorm was tearing through the overworld, wulfric rescued gill from a tractor beam and they both contracted wither sickness but its okay they got better

wulfric + radar • friendly

wulfric and radar met like right before construction on champion city began, like immediately after the DLCs. he offered radar a place to stay for a while but he had passed on it since stella was kinda. keepin him glued to his side for ~intern work~ which meant he couldnt. after radar quit being stella’s intern and started working for jesse, the two began to hang out a lot more. wulfric is still kind of in-awe at his arm tattoos, but loves to poke fun at him for ~getting them in prison~. he KNOWS what happened ofc but its funny to mess with him and say they locked him up for being too cute

wulfric + petra • friendly

petras the one who actually took wulfric to the nether For Real for the first time. she offered and he almost declined because all he knew was that the nether was Dangerous, but gave in and let petra show him that the nether’s only dangerous if you dont watch where ur lookin. she also showed him how to barter with piglins! sometimes when petra’s back in beacontown the two will go out and explore. he feels safe around petra.

wulfric + axel • hate

wulfric hates griefers. straight up. cannot stand them. boom town is on his like. anti-bucket list. if he never went there in his life it’d still be too many times. he doesn’t like axel at all. definitely couldnt take him on in a fight cuz im p sure axel would crush him but they’ve gotten into verbal spats

and now for ones i dont have listed / written down:

wulfric + olivia • dislike

about the same level of dislike as jesse. he might be a bit envious of her redstone skills but he knows redstone isnt his strong suit so he doesnt really care

wulfric + ivor • hate

this one might just be me projecting the fact that it took until s1e8 for me to even TOLERATE ivor, but he still holds some grudges on the grounds that he technically DESTROYED HIS TREEHOUSE. he’s mad.

wulfric + jack and nurm • admire

pre-s2 he visited the adventure emporium quite a couple times just to look around and to listen to the stories jack would tell. he thought they were super interesting and he wishes he could be strong like them.

wulfric + romeo • ???

wulfric doesnt know how to feel. like ofc that was the admin. he did all that bad stuff but like. he seems so sluggish now? and powerless. and just depressed. he might take him out to get some rabbit stew or somethin cuz he kinda looks like he needs to eat. same hair tho!

#finchrivers #admin.txt #mcsm wulfric #long post #jic the read more breaks #get to know

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abitofafatass · 3 years

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11-17-14 Grif and Kaikaina ( @bluegrif) (hsau)

Abitofafatass asked: ((brother/sister angst ahoy!)) What did you do?

abitofafatass

My muse visits yours in hospital.

“Grif?” Kai asked, leaning in the door. She wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but once she heard her brother was in hospital, Kai hauled ass. What did she do? More like what did he do? It was Simmons- she thinks- that told her that Grif was in hospital, but she doesn’t remember. Kai sat down and stared, confused and emotional. “What the fuck, Grif?”

Grif had a rather sour look on his face, and had one leg propped up in a cast. “I didn’t do anything. Some dickhole thought it was going to be funny to loosen the front tire of my bike before we started riding them.” But that didn’t seem to be the only reason he was here. They didn’t hook that many machines up to someone with only a broken leg. Also, he’d already been here a night. Didn’t they normally send people home once the cast was on?

She tried to put her hands on her hip, bumping her elbows an casually moving them back, her point failed. “Okay, but did you like, make him?” Kai tried. “Did you fuck with his shit first?” She leaned back, taking it in. “Can I draw on your cast when we get home? Cause, you’re all patched up, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.” She paused. “Wait, when are you coming home? I don’t see a release date…”

“No I didnt make him! I guess he thought it was a joke or something. Or maybe he was trying to get brownie points with Sarge…” Grif shrugged, and then bit his lip. “Well… I might not be getting out of here for a while, Sis. Turns out that my kidneys suck major cock, so… Gonna have to wait for a transplant…” In a way, it had been kind of a happy accident. Having to go to the hospital caught the problem before it started to actually get really bad. But that also put him at a low priority on the transplant list.

She frowned. “Awww, Grif! Why don’t you look after yourself? I mean… you look after me…” That deepened the frown. Since their mother fucked off, he had taken good care of her, and it was kinda upsetting that he hadn’t done the same for himself. “How many do you need?”

“Like, one working one.” He shrugged, “I guess they’ll see if you’re a match since we’re siblings, but it’ll suck since then you’ll only have one, and shit.” He leaned over to pull her into a hug, “Dont worry, ok Sis? It’ll be fine.”

“Just one?” She asked, practically squeezing her brother. “I mean, we only need one, right? Each, So I guess you could have mine. If it fits.”

He laughed, “It doesnt quite work like that, but yeah, thats the idea.” Grif rubbed her back comfortingly. “You gonna be ok at home by yourself?”

“Pfft, obviously. I’ll be fine, we have plenty of frozen shit. And it doesn’t take a genius to work the oven, right? I mean you do it every night.”

“Just dont forget about the food in there. And if the smoke alarm goes off, dont just unplug it because its annoying.” Grif was going to need to make a list of everything she needed to watch for, now that he thought about it. “Maybe I should just have someone stay with you.”

“Ew. No. You’ll pick Sarge or Simmons.” She wrinkled her nose. “I can be fine at home. Trust me. I swear I won’t have any wild parties again. At all. Not even a little one.”

“Like fuck I’m letting Sarge in my house.” Grif shook his head, mimicking her distaste. “Whats wrong with Simmons? Sure, he’ll make you healthy food, and try and make you do your homework… Actually, Simmons wouldnt be a bad idea.”

“No, no. He’s really dorky. No.” She pouted. No way was she letting Simmons in the house without Grif. He’d rearrange everything. Alphabetically. “Oh hell no. If Anyone, Make it Tucker, or Donut!”

He gave her a long look, “No. If I let Donut stay with you, I’d come home to a redecorated house by Martha Stuart or some shit. And if I let Tucker stay… Its best if you two arent even in the same room alone.”

“-But Simmons is your friend, and he’s not even the hottest.” She pouted. Okay, maybe Donut would take house sitting a little too seriously. And Tucker… Well, she wasn’t that smart, be she knew what her brother was getting at. Fucking like rabbits. It wasn’t even surprising. “Well, What about Church? He’s not really that good-looking, and he’s boring as shit? Or Caboose..?”

“Ok, maybe Church or Doc,” Grif conceded. Having Caboose over would be like the blind leading the blind. “Church is kind of a prick, and probably wont do that much, but I think he’ll manage to keep you out of too much trouble, and make sure the bills get paid on time.” He tucked a bit of hair that had gotten in Kaikaina’s face behind her ear and smiled. “Hopefully it wont take too long before I’m back home.”

“No way! Not Doc.” She retorts. “I don’t him doing all that pilates shit, or eat organic stuff. Gross.” She sighed. “fine. Church or Simmons.” A moment later, she gave a small smile. “You better get better soon, you know.”

Grif nodded, “Of course I will. And I’ll see if Simmons can stay with you soon. It might take a little convincing to get Church to do anything.” Now that that was settled, he leaned back in his hospital bed and relaxed. “So, how was school?”

“It sucks dicks.” She replied. “You won’t believe this, but they kicked me off the cheerleading squad again.”

“Really?” He heaved a huge sigh, “What happened this time?” How many times did this make? He couldnt remember.

“It’s the third, or the fourth. I can remember, but they were really bitchy.” The was an aggravated sigh. “Oh well, I guess I’ll just join the nerd club or something.”

He gave her a long look, “I’m sure there’s other clubs you can join. I don’t think the nerd club is ready for your type of awesome.” Or ready for a girl to be in their midst at all, really.

“No.. But I’ll be bored sitting at home.” She replied. “I mean I could invite people over, but Simmons will have an aneurism or something.”

“Simmons has an aneurysm every four minutes anyways.” Grif shrugged. “No wild parties. Dont do anything that would get you in a hospital bed, or the clinic.” She knew what he meant.

“Really? Maybe he should be in hospital too!” Kai gave a sigh. Crossing her fingers. “Fine. No parties. And no… Other stuff… Not like Simmons will let me anyway.” The last part grumbled.

That made him laugh, “I don’t think Simmons gets the whole talking to girls thing. He’d probably faint if you were just walking around in a bikini.” Besides, he was pretty sure that Simmons wasnt as straight as he made it seem (no he was not just hoping for his own sake).

“No shit. But It’ll be funny, so I’ll record it and take it in to show you. Maybe it’ll help your fucked up kidneys. Or made you giggle… And you totally know which one I’m talking about..”

He grinned and nodded, “Just make sure you dont kill the poor asshole. He may be a nerd, but… he’s not the worst guy in the world.” Grif felt bad for Simmons, almost. But what were friends for if not to take care of promiscuous younger siblings?

Kai wouldn’t be that bad. Not enough to kill him, obviously, because she didn’t want to go to prison. BUt that wasn’t the point, he seemed okay, but he was kinda a stickler for rules. And Kai, if not anything else, was one for breaking them. “Sure. No murder. Totally got it.”

“Good.” he nodded, and pulled her close for a hug again. That should take care of just about everything, he thought. “Sooo…” Grif started, “Anything, or anyone new in your life?” He may be taking care of her, but he was also her nosy older brother.

She raised a brow. “You wanna talk about boys?” That was new..

“Why not? Its not like I have anything better to be doing.” He was purposefully ignoring the stack of binders Simmons had left him that contained school work that he was going to miss.

“Awesome.” She replies, grabbing a marker and taking it to the cast. “Well, you know about Tucker. I mean that guy isn’t the worst I’ve had - You remember that last one right?” Kai spoke loudly, working with the pen.

“You mean the one I told you was bad news, but you said he had a cute ass so it didnt matter?” He couldnt see what she was drawing from here. At least he could trust her to not draw too many dicks.

“Yeah, him! He was kinda cute. I suppose Tucker is better. Well, he seems kinda desperate, but it’s cool. He’s nice really.” She nods, writing ‘Kai was here.’ In block caps.

“As much as it pains me to say it, Tucker is the better option of the two of them,” and that really was difficult to say. At least he was sort of friends with Tucker.

“Yeah. I think that guy does hard drugs now.” She smiled, finishing up a drawing of a smiley-faced dick with a hat.

“Yeah… I think now would be the time that I say stay the fuck away from that.” Grif nodded, craning to see what she was drawing. “Awesome. That looks absolutely awesome.”

“Thanks! I called it Simmons… Cause his name is Dick, right?” She grinned. “But yeah. Not cool. Not hot.”

Grif snorted, and leaned forward to give her a high five. “Nice one! And nice choice. You usually dont get over someone like that this fast. Could it by my baby sister is finally growing up?”

She slapped his hand and grinned. “Ain’t I just?… And I’m not a baby. You’re like…. Only some years older than me. But Yeah. And that means I don’t have to be baby sat, right?” Truth be told she wouldn’t mind an extra person wandering around the house whilst Grif was gone.

“I’m still gonna ask someone to stay with you, just because I know otherwise the bills wont get paid, and then you’re going to complain that you dont have any lights. Or food because the fridge would be broken.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know..” She pretended to pout. “Suppose it could be awesome for you to come home to a place tidy and that.”

“I think it’s going to have to be when I get those transplants done anyways…” Grif shrugged.

“Still, that’s plenty of time for him to clean up the whole entire house.” She grinned before adding. “-And I bet he will.”

He laughed, “He’ll clean and actually like doing it. Why do you think I suggested he stay with you?”

“Yeeahh. But Donut likes that shit too. And he’s not as… Obsessive. ”

“Yes and no. Donut may not be as big a neat freak, but I bet you anything he’ll want to redecorate, and paint and shit. Be a lot more work in the long run.”

“As long as its him working, why would you care….” She paused. Donut seemed to favour ‘lightish-red.’ “Okay, fair point.”

“Yeah…” he nodded, “I know it wouldnt make much difference to you, but I do not want to come home to a pink house.”

“What, why?! You’re hurt. Why do I still have to do homework?”

Grif gave the stack of binders on his bedside table a sour look. They seemed to be multiplying already. “I dont get out of classwork either, you know. Some dickhead thought that he was helping by getting the work I’ll miss.”

“…Is it the same dick that’s on your leg…” Kai asked, he would get it. “I don’t wanna. Maybe I can talk Simmons into doing it all too.”

“Kaiii,” he whined, “You cant do that when that’s what I was gonna try to do! I’m the sick one here! And yes, its the dick on my leg.”

“Well, we can both do it. He can practice with mine, then do yours afterwards. See, easy? How else was I gonna pass Algebra?”

“I don’t think Simmons is going to think like that. I think he’s going to think this is the perfect opportunity to tutor you.” He smiled, “I think its kind of a good idea.”

“Urgh… Don’t go all ‘Mother bird’ on me, Bro. Not cool.” Kai shook her head. “When do I get tested?”

Grif just laughed, “I’m still your big brother, no matter how cool I am.” Then he grew a little more serious. “I’ll make an appointment for you this weekend so you dont miss anything for school. Or anything else important.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re such a dork, you know that?” OKay, so maybe it was probably better that she stay in school. Simmons would be too, and if she stayed home, there probably won’t be anyone there, unless she convinced Tucker to bunk off. “Okay, fine..”

Grif smiled and gave his sister’s hand a squeeze, “Thanks for being willing to go through that for me Kai. Even if we’re not a match, it means a lot to me. I love you.”

“Yeah, yeah. You big dork. Ditto.” Kai gave a smile, and nudged her brother with her shoulder. “I mean you would do it for me.. Though mine are probably healthier…”

“Probably.” He agreed. “I dont want this to be you in the hospital bed for the same reason a few years down the road, ok? Dont do whatever it was that turns kidneys to shit.”

She frowned. “…What does turn kidney’s to shit? I have no fucking idea… But yeah. I’m not going to bust my body, so it’s all cool.”

“You know… I actually dont know what does that… They said it was genetic, but I dont know if that means that we both have shitting stuff, or what.”

“Nah.. I’ll be fine, Bro. Don’t worry about it, yeah?” Then she sighed. “Trust our mother to fuck us over one last time, I don’t care how cool the circus is, that’s fucking mean.”

Grif bit his lip, and shook his head, “… She had to go follow her dreams man. Where else is she going to be able to show off those wonderful talents of hers?”

“Yeah, I know.” She agreed reluctantly. “I mean who else can be fa,t and bearded, and a woman all at the same time? I don’t think I can..”

“I wouldnt want you to try, either.” Grif laughed. “It seems like it’d be fucking difficult, doesnt it?”

#v: seven periods of nap and lunch #bluegrif #archival footage #jesus i had no idea this thread was that long lakdjflks

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lesbow · 7 years

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relationship klance

we always talk about pre-relationship klance like what about the actual relationship ya feel

to start off they absolutely get together in the dorkiest way possible like its either 100% sappy or 100% embarrassing and by accident there is no in between

they did that fanfic corny scene where lance was about to confess and keith realized before he even finished his sentence and just goes for the smooch

except its terrible theres too much teeth and their noses crash into each other its just a mess

its also both their first kiss

even after they both confess its takes them like a week to get up the courage to ask each other out bc theyre both nerds

lance plans on trying to keep it small bc he thinks keith doesnt really want anything big and cheesy

keith plans on absolutely making it as cheesy as possible bc he thinks lance would prefer big and cheesy to small and ordinary

they literally plan to ask each other out on the same damn day

keith asks hunk to make lances favorite food for lunch and asks pidge to hook up the projector so they can watch an altean romcom they wont understand anyway but catch keith trying to take notes during the fluffy scenes

hunk and pidge tease them to hell and back but theyre really happy for them so they go through with his requests

lance and keith both keep looking at each other during the movie wondering if they’ll be like that at some point and blush throughout the whole damn thing

everyone else thinks its so so so fucking cheesy but oh my god hunk and shiro are so happy for them bc its been a long time coming

at dinner they sit extra close to each other and casually brush fingers. theyre obviously blushing throughout the whole thing

its just a week of blushing okay

lance gets so happy and smiles so wide when he realizes its his favorite food that keith just stares with a soft expression and when lance meets his eye they both blush but keith doesnt look away as fast as he used to bc he can have this

after dinner they walk to the map room to look at the stars bc its become their thing and lance has had Enough with the brushing hands so he offers keith his palm and keith fucking swoons when they interlock fingers

they both planned to ask each other out at the star deck so obviously both of their plans crash bc after a weird silence where theyre BOTH thinking hard and turning into blushing, fidgeting, and sweating messes they turn to each other with the same glint in their eye

they say it at the same time

lance and keith.jpg

and then they turn into giggling messes with fond looks bc if this isnt foreshadowing how amazing theyre relationship is gonna be than idk what is

ROMANCE ENSUETH

in the beginning theyre just really really really nervous still bc theyve both been pining for a long time and dont wanna mess this up

when they start out, lance initiates most of the physical contact first like hand holding, putting his arm around keiths shoulders, that sorta thing bc keith is so fucking nervous and was never good at expressing himself but he eventually initiates it to he loves seeing how happy lance looks when he does

theyre both flustered messes but keith is really bad

they dont kiss yet bc theyre practically walking nervous systems

they hold hands a lot tho lance has soft hands bc of his skin care routines so a lot of times keith will just idly play with lances fingers because it calms him

keith rubs his thumb on the back of lances hand and lance fucking dies every time

lance still makes fun of keiths hair but it dies down little by little bc hes always wanted to play in that dang mullet tbh

one day keith catches lance just intensely staring at his hair and before he can even ask whats up lance asks if he can do his hair

theyre both messes when lance gets behind and starts playing in keiths hair but eventually lance just gets distracted with it and keith finds it really soothing. moreso than he thought it’d be

it becomes a reoccurring thing. lance will run his hands through keiths hair and keith just loves it so much it feels so nice

it started on the couch in that lounge room they have but one time hunk walked in and keith was practically passed out with his head on lances lap and he felt so embarrassed bc it feels really intimate and they both would rather keep stuff like that in their rooms so they do

whenever they go to a planet keith tries to look for things he thinks lance would like. hes not good with words so he tries to express himself through other means

the first time keith gave lance a gift from a planet it was a cat plushie bc its pretty fucking obvious lance likes cats

its red

when keith gives it to him he stares at the ground and just like thrusts it out to him bc hes so nervous and lance takes it slowly, cautiously, and when hes stopped astral projecting into another plane of existence he kisses keith on the cheek bc he love love loooovvveess it

he names it keef and cuddles it all the time. keith always just stares like >:0 bc its really cute and he loves his boyfriend so much but also bc oh my god are we gonna cuddle like that someday omg lance is my boyfriend ohmy go d holl y s hi

he falls down the rabbit hole often

lance on the other hand loves bears and loves anything that he thinks could represent them like he’ll just point out two rocks side by side or some shit to hunk and be like “thats gonna be me and keith one day :) <3″ and hunk juts pats him on the back

DONT EVEN GET STARTED ON SEEING OTHER COUPLES IN PUBLIC

whenever theyre planet side and lance sees a romantic couple he squeezes keiths hand (bc theyre already holding hands they never stop) and gets this fond and hopeful look on his face

lance wants every planet they meet to know keith is his boyfriend (he never gets tired of saying it) so whenever theyre at diplomatic functions and they have to talk to the aliens, he’ll always bring it up somehow

it ranges from “so it must be difficult fighting this war” “yeah but having keith by my side helps” to “our planet welcomes you young paladin” “thanks and also heres my boyfriend keith the red paladin you know the right arm of voltron? that guy? yeah thats my boyfriend. my boyfriend is the red paladin his name is keith. we’re in a relationship. did you know that? its great im so happy omg this food is so good btw did i mention im dating keith and that keith is my boyfriend?”

lance still flirts sometimes but he never actually wants it to go anywhere. at first this makes keith a little disoriented and he mopes but then they talk and Communicate and lance says that he just likes to flatter people bc it makes them feel good and stuff and so they work it out. so lance still flirts but only a little and not as strongly as he used to

speaking of communication, in the beginning theyre talking fucking s u ck ed they’d misunderstand each other and it would result in sadness and venting to their respective besties but the third time they get shoved in a room and told to just “talk it out” they realized that they really need to be more open/clear about stuff

eventually they get really good at talking about things to each other. their problem wasnt that they wouldnt talk to each other it was that they just couldnt understand the other so they work on getting to know each other better and it really helps and works out so so great

they both have issues, lance with his self esteem and keith with his abandonment issues and they know that the other cant fix it bc thats not what its about but they definitely help.

unlike lance, keith knows who he is and is confident in his abilities so he tries to help him in that aspect

unlike keith lance has always been a people person and is family oriented so he tries to help keith slowly get overcome it

theyre both really good for each other. they cant “fix” each other obviously but they help one another out so much and it means a lot

they have their first kiss like two months after they got together

it was after a battle and no not a deadly one you heathens a really really awesome one the teams all smiles and lance pulled a cool move at the end when they formed voltron and they saved a planet and everyones soooo happy and when they get back to the castle lance bolts to keith and just spins him around in a hug smiling and laughing and they smooch

its the best thing theyve ever experienced

they dont stop kissing after that. catch them giving each other little pecks all the time

at this point they arent as nervous as when they first started

after long battles theyll just kinda fall into each other

they dont do it in public/in front of the team but they cuddle a l o t

keiths two favorite places are in the crooks of lances neck and on his chest to hear his heartbeat

lance likes to kiss keiths forehead bangs in the way or not if he thinks his man needs some smooches he’ll give him some fucking smooches

the first time they fall asleep together (i mean literally fall asleep not anything nasty pls dont sexualize these boys) locks in for both of them that This Is It ya know

theyre cuddling in lances room keith wearing his jacket and has his face smooshed against his chest lance is playing in keiths hair and his lips are lightly touching his forehead

its after a diplomatic meeting

theyre both really tired and keith thinks he should probably go back to his room but they both feel too comfortable and everything feels so nice so he doesnt

lance likes listening to keiths voice and vice versa so theyre literally just saying nonsense

theyre voices drift off into a comfortable silence and eventually they both fall asleep

keith wakes up first and hes confused but then he looks up at lance and how peaceful he looks when hes sleeping and just stares

lance wakes up a little while later and meets eyes with keith but then he notices keiths unruly bed hair and the small spot of drool by keiths mouth and almost cries

its the best sight either of them have ever seen and at the same time they both think to themselves that they wouldnt mind waking up like this for the rest of their lives

#this is so fucking long god im so sorry but i have FEELINGS OKAY #voltron #vld klance #Voltron legendary defender #lance #keith #babbles

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christophersymes · 4 years

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Celebrity Status

Celebrity Status, an ongoing L(G)B(T)+ story also on Wattpad and Quotev.

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Chapter Four

A month later, Jules had been down for a while. His depression was in full swing, with a baseball bat full of nails, directly in his face. He'd hardly even made it to class that day, let alone online, and hadn't even gone to work yet and felt like crying. It was taking a lot to do anything, and he felt awful because he wanted to talk to Not-Elías so bad, but couldn't think of words to say aside from

good afternoon

. And he'd hardly spoken yesterday or the day before either. He hated it.

Mason had been hearing less and less from Jules the past few days, even though he'd been sending an embarrassing amount of messages. Jules did message back most times, but when she did she was curt and sounded... off.

masonfucker1000: jules

masonfucker1000: hope ur days going okay

masonfucker1000: hey what if humans were like bees and we had smth like a fucking stinger and if we killed someone w it we died and it was the only legal way to murder

masonfucker1000: i was hanging out w some friends and we ended up playing nerf guns and i somehow got a foam bullet down my pants

familyjules: ah, the only other thing you've ever gotten down ur pants.

masonfucker1000: hey are you okay? im kinda getting worried

masonfucker1000: if someone else threw a salad at you ill kick em

familyjules: afternoon, not-elías.

masonfucker1000: afternoon!! FINALLY!! juliet hath emerged! hey what's been going on???

♦️

Juliet.

He called him Juliet.

Jules froze, staring at the message, feeling tears pricking at his eyes. He hadn't told him, no, but still... He was Jules. Jullian. Anything except Juliet.

He stared at it, then grumbled to himself. "Juliet. Not. Fucking. Juliet." He got out of the truck and slammed the door, angry now that he even had to go to work. He stood by his truck, still staring at the message, then accidentally threw his phone on the concrete in the parking lot and stomped on it.

Then he realized what he'd done. Fuck. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. God damn it! Whatever." He picked up the pieces and pocketed the SIM card, telling himself he'd just buy a new one tonight after work and ship it to his house. He was enough of a dumbass already.

He tossed them in the dumpster as he went inside.

Mason frowned when there was no reply. An hour passed, even. Nothing.

A day.

masonfucker1000: jules? are you okay?

Jules was still upset, and still had no fucking phone.

Two days.

masonfucker1000: jules, please if i did something just talk to me

And a day after that, he was still upset, but at least he had a phone.

Three. Jules had never gone three days without at least a half-assed two word message.

Whenever he was home, he just stared at the message, fuming. Not-Elías had called him Juliet. He had to know him somehow, then, and by his deadname.

On the third day, the anger got bad enough he ended up messaging.

familyjules: how the fuck do you know my name and why are you doing this

Mason had been having lunch with the band when he got the message. He dropped his slice of pizza, mouth still open in shock. His eyes widened, and he excused himself, muttering under his breath that he'd be right back.

masonfucker1000: shit dude, what? juliet?

masonfucker1000: I just sort of guessed that's what it was short for

masonfucker1000: what do you mean???

Jules scoffed, opening Rabbit as fast as he could and sending Not-Elías a link.

As soon as he entered the room, Jules glared at the camera.

"My goddamn name is not Juliet, so stop calling me that. I don't know who the fuck you are, but you must know me and want to get to me now for some reason, so just... fucking stop being a dick—"

Mason gaped at Jules as she immediately started yelling and threatening at him. Jesus fuck.

"—and tell me the truth before I have to figure it out myself and beat your fucking ass. I'm not in the goddamn mood to be led on some goose chase and deal with bigots like you or deal with people who hold some stupid grudge against me. Leave me alone if that's the fucking case, or I will figure shit out and do something."

Not-Elias: jules geez

Not-Elias: holy shit

Not-Elias: i dont understand why youre so angry but im sorry if i pissed you off okay?

Not-Elias: i wont call u that anymore

Not-Elias: message me when you've calmed down

Not-Elias left the room.

Jules was still angry when he left the room. He ended up closing it too, only to reopen it later that night, as well as the fansite. He private messaged Not-Elías a link, promising in some garbled text not to yell again.

familyjules: rabb.it/familyjules pls cone ib i promize not to yellll i midd u

familyjules: misa u

Mason had been thinking about.... whatever that had been with Jules. She'd called him a bigot and talked about grudges. And Juliet was a definite no. He had a theory he was a bit too freaked to think much on. He frowned when he got a just barely comprehensible message. God, was Jules crying or something? He immediately clicked the link.

Jules was leaning back in the chair, pouring himself a shot from the bottle of vodka, singing a Nosam song along with the YouTube video. "Not-Elías!" he exclaimed, speech a little slurred, grinning. He leaned forward too fast and spilled half the shot on his shirt. "Whoops."

He downed the rest to prevent more spillage and then took a sip of Coke. "Hi, I wanted to say I'm sorry for earlier and yelling at you because it's obvious you're not anyone from high school because you're good unlike them. They couldn't even fake it. And I wanted to explain— I'm trans and I was bullied, and I miss you a lot but I've been sad a lot lately and it's cold and cold is triggering and I'm gonna drink more now." He poured himself another shot.

Mason's eyes widened in surprise at the state Jules was in. And then he was concerned. Very concerned.

Not-Elias: is that vodka?

Not-Elias: careful!

And then he froze as Jules spoke. Trans.

Fuck. So, okay. Mason didn't know himself that well after all. That's fine. It was okay. He tried to convince himself of that even if he felt a little nauseous and increasingly out of control.

He'd been such a dick when he was younger. Defensive, reckless, disrespectful, not caring about anyone else and keeping emotions bottled in. He had pretended to be confident, created a version of himself for everyone else and believed it. And once he'd been called out by so many, by Chris, he'd realized what he'd turned into: this sexist, queer-phobic prick, like a jock straight out of a movie.

He worked so hard to figure out why and relearn how he thought about things, about people, thinking about things he said to make sure he wasn't hurting anybody. He spent so much time learning himself inside and out. Actually starting to like himself for once, no more surprises. And even if his chest was aching and he couldn't breathe from hearing Jules say that, he knew he liked Jules a lot. He knew he had to deal with it.

He wasn't straight.

But he didn't know what to think— his own secrecy had been different— but— of course they weren't dating, and online— and Mason couldn't possibly pretend he knew what being trans was like. Whatever reason Jules had had for not telling him was probably a good one, even though it hurt. Mason realized he hadn't responded, and frankly didn't know how.

Not-Elias: okay

Not-Elias: youve def been drinking too much

Not-Elias: jules

Not-Elias: why didnt you tell me?

Mason paused, biting his lip. He didn't want to sound mad, but he was kind of upset. And he deserved to know why, didn't he?

Jules knocked back the shot, then leaned forward to read his messages. "I said I was bullied... They did some online too and I'm super scared about the fansite being a lot of people who could gang up on me sometimes—" Jules's lip trembled a little and he shook his head and touok a deep breath. No crying in front of Not-Elías.

"I was scared when I started thinking more and liking you, 'cause you were new and different and I was having fun talking to you, but you said you were cis and straight and it was actually real hard to even tell you I'm bi. And it's okay if you don't like me now cause you're straight and I'm a dude, I understand that."

Mason frowned at how Jules looked close to tears, instantly angry at everyone who'd hurt her— who'd hurt him.

His stomach turned as he thought about all the times he misgendered him. Oh God, he suddenly felt really sick. All of those shes and hers crawling up his throat.

Not-Elias: oh jules

Not-Elias: no i

Not-Elias: i like you

He bit his lip. Get over it, Mason.

Not-Elias: i guess i'm just gay. go figure

Jules wiped at his face with his shirt, then remembered there was vodka all over it and pouted a little, staring down at it.

Whoa, there was a flash. Mason's breath caught. He definitely saw a nipple and— fuck. But, oh God, was Jules drunk.

Not-Elias: listen do me a favor, baby, no more shots, yeah?

Not-Elias: put the vodka away

Yes, it felt a little weird calling Jules baby for a moment, knowing he was a guy, but it still felt right. Mason was fucking gay.

Oh, poor Andrew. All alone.

Jules read the messages and wanted to cry even more. He felt so silly for hiding it for so long, especially if it was going like this. "Are you sure?" he asked, staring at the messages.

And then the few about the vodka came through and he pouted, though he was blushing a bit at being called baby again. "But I don't wanna. Tomorrow's my day off and drinking is fun!" He grabbed the bottle, cradling it against his chest. "'S like my baby."

Not-Elias: im sure

Not-Elias: a hundred percent

Not-Elias: even if youre a complete mess

Not-Elias: and you've drunk

Not-Elias: youre drunk

Not-Elias: too much more and youll be poisoned

Not-Elias: ill be your baby instead

Jules grinned, leaning forward. His leg was bouncing now. He set down the bottle. "All right," he said. "But you're my baby now. You gotta come hug me."

Not-Elias: nice okay thank you

Not-Elias: u should drink water if you can

Not-Elias: oh i want to. i will

Mason hated this, not being able to talk to Jules. Especially when he was in this state. He needed comfort, and Mason wanted to give it and— damn it, he wished he could just turn on his camera. Maybe he should. He seriously considered it and— no, not right now, when he was drunk.

Jules tuned into the music again and gasped, grinning. He sang along a little, nodding and getting up to get water like he was told, completely forgetting he was in just a tank top and underwear— not even boxers, just underwear. He came back still singing, then lifted the water so Not-Elías could see it. "Water."

Mason whined a bit as Jules stood up, looking away a second later, staring at the tour bus ceiling. Why did the world want to be so generous yet so cruel?

Not-Elias: and you said you're not a singer

Not-Elias: good! drink up!

Jules grinned, taking a drink and leaning back a little in his chair. "Oh—uh— is there anything you want to listen to? Or watch?"

Not-Elias: uhhhhhh

Not-Elias: spongebob?

Jules nodded, opening up Amazon Prime and attempting to search for it. He misspelled it a few times, but got it in the end. "Oh, this is the best episode," Jules said, grinning and hovering over the Bubble Bowl episode.

They watched one and a half episodes, during which Jules had moved from the chair to his bed, putting the laptop on the chair. Mason honestly wasn't paying all that much attention to Spongebob. Jules was so cute, his drunk commentary endearing.

At some point Mason realized Jules had fallen asleep. He smiled, eyes going soft.

He barely thought about it when he turned on the mic.

"Goodnight, Jules."

Jules, fast asleep, groaned a little. "G'night," he mumbled. "Lub you."

Mason's heart jumped to his throat.

"Jules? Are you awake?"

He blushed hard, cheeks hot. He probably wouldn't mention that part to Jules in the morning.

"Nuh uh," Jules hummed, pulling the blanket over himself better. "'m sleep."

Mason laughed lightly. "Really? Sleeptalker, huh? I'll let you sleep. Talk to you in the morning."

Mason had turned off his mic and hadn't even noticed he had fallen asleep.

"Mason? Why're you still on your computer? S' the middle of the night."

Mason jerked awake, blinking as he looked at Jules on-screen and then at Chris on the top bunk across, leaning over the bed and frowning at him sleepily.

Mason sighed, rubbing some sleep out of his eyes. "I think I'm gonna tell Jules," he said.

"What?" Austin grumbled from below Chris, turning and blinking wildly at Mason. His wavy hair was sticking up in all directions, like static or that kid from Meet The Robinsons.

"He said he's gonna tell Jules," Andrew growled from above Mason, grumpy from being woken up, but listening, blankets tugged tight over his otherwise naked body.

Chris supported his chin on his hand as he tried to get a better look at Mason's face. He was serious. "What changed finally?"

Mason sighed, panic returning as his brain turned the lights back on and told him he was supposed to be freaking out. "It keeps getting harder. And we didn't talk for a bit and— last night— tonight he— he's trans. And he was drunk— "

"Wait— "

"Did you say— "

Mason groaned, dropping his face into his pillow. "Don't--"

Andrew wheezed from above him. "Fuck."

"You're— "

"I get to say it! You dumbasses got to come out," Mason whined as he sat up. "I'm not straight. Probably, uh, pan."

Austin started laughing sleepily as he leaned up on his elbow to properly make fun of Mason.

"I saw it coming," Andrew mumbled. "But fuck you."

Chris bit his lip worriedly. "Okay, but remember when that one fan gave out your number and address even though the address was fake, but you had to change your number and— "

Mason sighed loudly. "Yes, I remember."

And he did remember. He'd thought about it quite a bit, all the worst case scenarios. Jules being pissed off at being royally catfished and outting him to the world in the worst way possible, or Jules being way too happy and outting him and not really caring about him, or Jules just completely cutting him off in shock and outrage. Mason shook the thoughts away. "Jules isn't like that. I just— I want her— him to know, I'm sick of lying."

Austin shrugged. "Okay. Your choice, man. Go for it."

Andrew hummed in agreement, giving the idea a thumbs up that Mason didn't even see, already falling asleep again. Chris sighed and smiled, "I'm sure you're right. You're a good judge of character."

Mason smiled, "Thanks."

In the morning, Jules woke up to find he'd fallen asleep on Rabbit with Not-Elias. He smiled, nuzzling his face against the pillow. He was so cute. So good. He remembered getting drunk and telling him everything, and he'd taken it in stride, just accepting...

He sighed, staring at the icon of Mason on the screen. He wished he knew him. This was just making him want to date him more, though he knew his own rules and didn't want to break them. It felt kinda shitty to feel like that, though, especially since Jules wanted to just... live, really, but it felt like there was always something holding him back. He wiped at his eyes, realizing he was crying a little. God, he was so pathetic.

Mason woke up again to see that Jules was awake. He smiled, then noticed he seemed kinda sad. Mason got up, washing his face and brushing his teeth, looking at himself in the mirror for a moment. Well, he looked as good as he usually did, he guessed. He guessed? Fuck. He was nervous. He groaned and put on a hoodie, yawning as he walked past the bunks and sat down, putting his earphones in.

Not-Elias: good morning! how're you feeling?

Jules jumped a little at the message tone, wiping his eyes again to make sure any trace of tears was gone. He disguised it as sleepy rubbing his eyes and smiled. "Morning, Not-Elias. I feel..." Jules considered telling the truth, laying on his back and staring at the ceiling. He settled on one thing. "Hungover. Kinda tired. My head hurts a little. How are you feeling?"

Not-Elias: a little flipped upside down, honestly

Not-Elias: but uh, overall, pretty good

Not-Elias: okay, actually im a little nervous

Not-Elias: hey

Not-Elias: do u know what would be cool

Not-Elias: u should play me some bass

Jules smiled. "I'm glad you're feeling okay, though. I mean— What happened is... a lot, probably. If you need to talk, I'm here. And you really want to hear me play right now? I— uh— okay." He leaned over, picking up his bass from the stand by his bed.

"I wonder if I can play it laying down." He plucked a few strings, then shifted his hands to play it. He laughed a little. "I guess I can... God, you have no idea how many times I've dropped this thing. I'm shocked it still plays." He lifted it up, grinning.

Mason smiled, watching him fondly as he grabbed the bass and played around with it, rambling and laughing. What was he even going to say? 'Hi, I'm not Elias, I'm Not-Elias, with a dash' or 'I'm Not-Elias, AKA Mason Hill AKA masonfucker1000 AKA an asshole?' or even 'Hey, it's Mason, please don't be mad at me or post about this?'.

God, everything he could think of was woefully lame. It was like his nerves had turned him into Chris.

"There's actually a really bad scratch somewhere on here, I think it's on the back... I dropped it when I first got it because my parents told me some shit, I don't even remember what, but it scared me. Oh— oh, I think it was when my grandpa died. They told me and I just... dropped it. It's funny now, because like... y'know, that was my grandpa, but— "

Mason couldn't take it any longer. He moved the mouse, cursor hovering over the camera icon. It seemed easier to do it when Jules was occupied, it made Mason less nervous than when he was looking at the screen. He turned his mic on first, then his camera, smiling. "Uh, hey," he said softly to get his attention. Hey wasn't exactly what he had wanted to say first, but fuck it. His heart was thumping in his ears.

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bronson · 7 years

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eighty-five questions tag

rules: you must answer these 85 statements and tag 20 people tagged by: @feyrelight thank u!!!!!

20 is a lot

tagging: @highkeynessian, @justbooklover, @rhysismybish, @jemcarstoirs, @night-and-stars-eternal, @illyrian-empress, @nestasbucket, @deceitofstars, @courtsofstarlight

the last … 1. drink: water lmao 2. phone call: my mom 3. text message: i asked my roommate if she wanted me to send her bed options for our room from ikea 4. song you listened to: rn i’m listening to U Don’t Know--DJ Fred O Remix by Justine Skye 5. time you cried: i honestly don’t know. i almost cried last night reading the Circle because what the FUCK okay i’m modifying this answer bc just now i got INSANE CRAMPS AND IM TEARING UP WHAT THE FUCK 6. dated someone twice: kinda???? not really tho idk 7. kissed someone and regretted it: ehhhhh yes 8. been cheated on: nope 9. lost someone special: yeeeeeea 10. been depressed: don’t think so 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: ...yes ? in the last year have you … 15. made new friends: yep!!! 16. fallen out of love: nope 17. laughed until you cried: i literally laugh at everything so YES 18. found out someone was talking about you: isnt someone always 19. met someone who changed you: hmmmm i don’t know yet 20. found out who your friends are: kinda? 21. kissed someone on your facebook list: maybe? i forget when things happened 22. how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: almost all of them 23. do you have any pets: i have a cat and i love him with my whole heart 24. do you want to change your name: nope!!!!!! 25. what did you do for your last birthday: :) I WAS UPSET 26. what time did you wake up: 10:48am 27. what were you doing at midnight last night: reading The Circle 28. name something you can’t wait for: moving into my apartment with my friends!!!! 29. when was the last time you saw your mom: last night while eating dinner 31. what are you listening to right now: Infinite Stripes by Cashmere Cat &Ty Dolla $ign (okay now it’s YAH. by kendrick) 32. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yep i dated one!!! 33. something that is getting on your nerves: my lack of funds 34. most visited website: netflix probably lmao 35. hair colour: brown but light (almost blonde) ends 36. long or short hair: medium? 37. do you have a crush on someone: wish i did 38. what do you like about yourself: im funny 39. piercings: ears 40. blood type: i have no idea 41. nickname: lu, lusquetta, ludybird 42. relationship status: single single single single 43. zodiac: LIBRAAAAAAAAA 44. pronouns: she/her 45. favourite tv show: alright well get ready: supernatural (its getting lame but im committed), the office, arrested development, don’t trust the bitch in apartment 23, parks and rec, new girl, happy endings 46. tattoos: yep!!! i have my star sign constellation on my ribs and im getting a new one soon with my friend. its gonna be a question mark on the inside of my middle finger 47. right or left handed: right 48. surgery: nope 49. piercing: ears (im sure this has been asked twice) (yeah it has) 50. sport: lax boi (but i don’t play anymore bc im lame) 51. vacation: i wanna go back to costa rica and just fucking chill 52. pair of trainers: nike free runs like a basic ass bitch from 2014 more general 53. eating: i love omelettes idk 54. drinking: water tbh that’s so lame. also flavored seltzer IDKIDK 55. i’m about to: queue a bunch of shit, work on my internship, listen to music, finish the penelopiad 56. waiting for: BECOMING OF NOAH SHAW and stranger things 2 and paramore concert and school 57. want: to get a rabbit and name her ruby and then get another and name him max 58. get married: if i fall in love with someone and its realistic idk 59. career: i have NO FUCKING IDEA 60. hugs or kisses: both? 61. lips or eyes: eyes 62. shorter or taller: taller 63. older or younger: older tbh. 64. nice arms or nice stomach: aRRRMMMSSS MMMMM 65. hook up or relationship: either at this point im so fucking single 66. troublemaker or hesitant: depends on my mood 67. kissed a stranger: no but kind of idk 68. drank hard liquor: yes 69. lost glasses/contact lenses: nope but they’re kinda broken 70. turned someone down: YEP AND IT SUCKS 71. sex on the first date: idk depends where im at in life 72. broken someone’s heart: ye 73. had your heart broken: by a friend not by a SO 74. been arrested: nope but ive ridden in the back of a police car 75. cried when someone died: no 76. fallen for a friend: almost but no do you believe in … 77. yourself: yes. even when i kind of dont i suck it up and believe 78. miracles: no 79. love at first sight: no 80. santa claus: sometimes 81. kiss on the first date: YES TF if u dont kiss me bye 82. angels: no other 83. current best friend’s name: den 84. eye colour: brown 85. favourite movie: jkfdhagkldfhagkjldhfagkjdfhgkdjfgh too many to name im sorry

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Chapter 11.8: Hop to this Date

❀ Jocelyne ❀

“Keep your mind clear, little one.” Lappin spoke softly from in front of me.

“Why are we meditating?” I asked keeping my focus on breathing at a slow pace.

“Because training the mind is just as important as training your body.” he sighed lightly, “plus I need you to feel your power with in. You have been upgraded and you need to visualize that power.”

Opening one of my eyes, i saw that Lappin was staring back at me. “I cant focus, Lap.” I slumped forward.

“Because of your date?” he leaned back on his hands.

“Yeaaah, im excited and im not nervous about the date….Im nervous about this guy.” I fell over onto my left side and laid down on the soft rug in my room.

“Hmmmm, just be yourself?” Lappin fell onto his side that allowed him to keep looking at me, but he propped himself up on his elbow and put his cheek in his hand.

“See, i think thatd be a bad idea, im not….the gentlest of women.” I pouted and played with my black hair. “I feel like im going to intimidate him.”

“I know, and those are the reasons why i love you.” Lappin had a cocky smirk on his face.

“Laaaaaaaaappin, i cant date you. I need someone to give me hugs and kisses and attention and reach high places for me.” I whined and rolled over onto my face.

I heard lappin crawl over me and he laid down on my back, putting his head on mine. “Its okay Joce, i can give you love and kisses, I also am the best cuddle buddy.” he stroked my hair lightly. “I just cant reach high places for you.”

Laughing a bit, “get off of me you crazy rabbit!” I flailed a bit under him, kicking my legs and flapping my arms.

“Joceylne, you are a rabbit not a penguin. You dont need to know how to slide on your belly.” He sat up and sat on my lower back.

“Penguins are cooler.” I mumbled into the rug, “and cuter.”

“And even more useless than you think.” He pressed on my back with his hands, getting a pop out of my spine. “Joce, you are so tight right now.”

“IM STRESSSSSSSED.” I groaned loudly. “School and a dating life!? Shit is so stressful.”

“Drop school?” he mumbled.

“NO, i gotta get a degree.” I whined under him.

“Dont date then?” he pressed on my back more.

“Then i’d be loooooonely and you and i are both fucking short as hell.” I flailed my arms again.

“Then find a way to let the stress go.” He patted my back and rolled off of me, “Come, we’ll meditate again.”

“Ugh fine.” I sat back up and faced him. Crossing my legs and keeping a straight posture.

Lappin held his hands out to me on his knees. “Give me your hands.” placing my hands in his open palms, i sighed and closed my eyes once more. “Now clear your mind, dont control your breathing this time. Just let it come naturally.”

I did as he asked. The room was completely silent, all i could hear was maybe the quiet chirps of birds outside. I focused on my breathing, not controlling it but just to keep me focused. I could feel my whole body move with my breathing and Lappin holding my hands. He didnt speak once after either, he made no moves or noises. Lappin was the one who taught me how to meditate the right way and how to get over things with the practice of meditating and how to get over things. He trained me on how to let go of stress and over come things with just being able to breath and relax. We got to the point where i could meditate with him for a couple of hours now.

“Lappin.” i spoke softly.

“Hm?” he hummed softly.

“How long have we been meditating?” I asked, raising a brow with my eyes still closed.

“Hmmm, whens your date?” he asked, i could feel his body shift.

“Six? I think.” I answered his question.

“Uuuuuuh, then you’re going to be late.” He mumbled a bit.

“AAAAAH LAPPIN DAMN IT!!” i let go of his hands and stumbled over to my closest. Prying my shirt off and tossing it behind me and taking my shorts off and also throwing them back. I heard lappin get up and he had my clothes and put them in the hamper. “My underwear cute enough?” I turned to face him with my arms out.

“Yes, but why?” he eyed me up and down then raised an eyebrow.

“Ya never know what might happen.” I turned back around and searched through my closet for a cute shirt or dress or blouse. “Laaaaappin help, how cute do i wanna be?”

“Move child.” he shoved me out of the way and dug through my closet. “You are hopeless if i have to help dress you.” He tossed a few clothes out and onto the floor. He pulled out deep red sweater. “Here.” he held it back behind him and i took it and put it on letting one side fall off my shoulder. He moved to my dresser and found one of my short shorts and threw them at me and i put them on then he held out my shin high boots. “There you’re dressed.”

I put my boots on then worked on my hair. Pulling it up into cute even twin tails. “Cute?” I turned to face him.

“Adorable. Are you doing make up?” he asked and went to sit on my bed.

“Hmmm.” i hummed, “my make up from earlier still good?”

“Yes, you look precious.” he leaned back on the bed.

“Alright then we’re good! Bye lappin! Have fun with your few hours alone!” I ran over to him and hugged him then ran out the door. Going down the stairs of my house and going to the little cubby we keep by the door to grab my keys and wallet. “AH phone!” I ran back upstrais and lappin was holding my phone “thank you!” i snatched it from him and ran back down the stairs.

“JOCE if you dont stop that running, i will ground you!” Mom yelled from the kitchen.

“Sorry mom! In a rush!” i jogged into the kitchen and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“Bye joce!” my younger two siblings, Parker and Jarrod sat at the table and were playing a card game.

“Bye guys!” I skipped out of the kitchen and saw one of my older brothers standing at the door. “Ugh Jirou its a daaate.”

“Okay with a guy you met...on a dating app.” Jirou leaned on the wall. He was one of my older brothers who was on the younger side with his twin Hiro. Some of us had very asian names and later on mom got lazy and gave us english names as the kids were born. “You know why im worried yeah? Dude could be a pedophile.”

“And i will kick his ass, now mooooove.” I tried to shove him out of the way. I shoved my hip into him and tried to move him out of the way, then he leaned all of his weight onto me. “HIRO please come get your left side!” I yelled loudly, everyone in the kicthen laughing.

Foot steps came halfway down the stairs. “Jirou!” Hiro leaned over the railing, “leave joce alone and get up here and do your homework!”

“Ugh fine smart version of me whos a good boy.” Jirou got off of me and patted my back. “Have fun, text one of us if he needs an ass kicking.”

“Will do! Bye everyone, love you!” I walked out the door and closed it behind me, getting in my car that was parked on the side of the road. Turning the car on and going in drive, i started mumbling. “Stupid lappin for distracting me, fuckin Jirou being a protective asshole.” the trip to redrobins wasnt long and i sat in the car trying to calm down. I sat in the driver seat and took in some deep breaths. Bringing my hands up when i breathed in with my palms up, held it in and flipped my hands over and pushed my hands down as i exhaled. “Alright, big girl time! Leggo!” I turned the car off and got out, slamming the door behind me and locking it up and took a quick jog to the front door.

Oh my god, I saw a certain tall man with dark skin and brown hair that was shaved on one side. And holy fuck he stood out amongst the four other fairly pale men. After talking to the group, i felt slightly releaved that Adrian wasn’t the one to set me up on this date, That just leaves Asher, Harvey or Desi...or lappin….but i dont think Lappin knows how to work a smartphone.

The date with Gabe went really well and the dinner with him was enjoyable. I felt like i got to know him alot and he seemed like a nice guy. He was really cute when he’d randomly apologized for things.I didnt mind driving him back to the dorms either. I was actually glad he asked me to because he brought me to a very beautiful at night and im so glad he showed me this place. It was outstanding. I also got to learn a lot more about him as we walked around, and it just seemed really nice to be around Gabe actually. I felt like i didnt want to leave the date just yet and i could talk to him all night. But when i left him at his dorms, i had the stupidest idea to kiss him. I dont know what motivated me to kiss him, on his lips but i just really wanted to tease him a bit and show i was interested in him

I pulled up to the house and parked on the side of the road. I slammed my head onto the steering wheel and freaked out when i accidentally hit the horn and took my head off the wheel. Looking around, i slowly got out of the car and locked it back up again. Going in through the front door, i peered in to see if anyone was awake and there was almost everyone in the house staring at me from the kitchen door way.

“Can i help you?” I chuckled as i walked in and closed the door behind me.

“Okaerinasai, Joce.” walked to me and held her arms out for a hug.

Hugging her back. “Tadaima.” I let her go and looked back at the group of my siblings standing around. Hiro and Jirou standing over everyone with how tall they are. “And why are you all still here?”

“We wanna know about this guy!” Parker wedged himself out from between Jarrod and Hiro. he ran over to me and i lifted him up onto my hip. “Soooo was he cute?” he asked.

“He was adorable, his name is Gabe.” i booped his nose. “He goes to the same cool Jirou, Hiro and I go to.”

“Momma do we all have to go to that school?” Jarrod looked up at mom.

“No sweetie, its just were those three go and your oldest brother.” Mom messed up his hair. “Now, Anata futari wa neru.” she pointed up the stairs.I put Parker down so he and jarrod both ran up the stairs.”you too Souta.” She turned to look at my younger brother Souta who was born just after me. He was just a few years younger than me and was in high school. He went up the stairs after Parker and Jarrod started giggling.

Our house was fairly large, given the fact we had seven kids with myself included and my parents. My oldest brother, Katsu, didnt live with us anymore given he had a career of his own and his own place to live but he’d visit often. Dad wasnt home much because he traveled a lot for his work. Mom stayed at home to watch Souta, parker and Jarrod most of the time and take them to school and other things. Hiro and Jirou were both ahead of me in college. Hiro wanted to be a surgeon, Jirou had an accounting Major and decided to get a minor in dance. Hiro was the older than Jirou by a few seconds. Shouta was four years older than Parker and Parker was three years older than Jarrod.

Mom turned to look at Hiro and Jirou, “Are you both going to stand there?”

Hiro and Jirou looked at each other and spoke at once, “yes.”

“Ill tell you in the morning.” I put a hand on her shoulder, “I need to go check on Lappin.” I kissed her cheek and went up the stair. “Oyasumi!”

Hiro and Jirou both followed up after me,

“Night ma!” Jirou leaned off the railing and blew mom a kiss.

“Oyasumi no haha.” Hiro kissed mom on the cheek and followed up after Jirou.

“No telling us about your date?” Jirou whined behind me.

“Nope!” I started taking my hair down.

“Come on, Joce!” Hiro fast walked to keep up with us. “We just wanna know if you had a good time.”

I spun around and looked at the both as i took my last twin tail. “I did, he was very sweet. He’s smart and has a good degree.” I backed up into my door that was at the end of the hall. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I must see my favorite boy in the world.” I opened my door and stepped in, blowing a kiss at the two, “Night boys.”

“Night Joce.” both of them said in unison.

Closing my door behind me, i saw Lappin sitting on my bed in human form. “Sooooooo?” he raised an eyebrow.

“Laaaaaaapppiiiiin.” I ran over to hug him and tackled him to the bed. “This one was really cute.” I mumbled into his chest. “He’s sweet, smart, cute, funny.”

“So it went good.” he stroked my hair and patted my back. “Now, you do have to remember, you can not tell him about us...about this.” he picked my head up and wiggled his finger between himself and i.

“I know, but i dont know if i can lie to him.” I pouted and put my face back on his chest.

“Then you cant be with him.” Lappin mumbled.

Getting off of him quickly. “That was mean.” I puffed my cheeks out and turned to take my clothes off. Tossing my boots off then my shorts and shirt, I tossed them in the hamper.

“Jocelyne.” Lappin got up and handed my a large band shirt that.

I put it on and fixed it so itd hang down to my knees. Taking my bra off under the shirt. “What?” I pouted at him as i tied my hair up into a messy bun.

Lappin walked over and held my chin. “I want you to be safe, to stay safe.” he moved a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “And if that means not having a relationship, im sorry, but you must do whats best.”

“I know, and i will make the right choices, i promise.” I hugged him. “You’re apart of the family now, you’re a brother to me and im not screwing us up for a boy.”

“Good, you’re a smart girl.” he hugged me back. “I have faith you’ll make the right choices. Now, get in bed Kit, you need sleep.”

“Yeah yeah.” I let him go and crawled into bed. “You sleeping here or the cage?” I asked.

“Hmm.” Lappin turned to face the cage he’d have to sit in if someone came into my room. He turned back to my bed and got in under the covers with me and changed into his cute little black bunny form. “I dont despise the cage, i understand why i must be in it. But having the free room is nice.” he snuggled up into me.

“You know i only put you in the cage when someone comes in and i dont want you getting hurt.” I rubbed his little head.

“Like the first time when you trapped me in a cardboard box?” he wiggled his nose at me and started chuckling.

“You were a homeless, scared little bunny when i brought you home. Then you turned into a naked man who booped me in the nose then turned into a bunny again. Yeah, of course i’d trap you, it was scary.”

“Totally normal.” He mumbled.

“Totally scary, i rest my point.” I rubbed his back. Grabbing my phone i flipped onto my stomach and clicked on Gabe’s name.

“What are you doing?” Lappin snuggled up to me.

“Texting Gabe.” i replied flatly.

“What are you saying?” he puffed into his human form beside me. Dressed in a loose crop top and his usual style of puffy pants.

“Im asking him to come to my concert soon.” I booped his nose.

Hey i was wondering if you’d come to the concert on saturday that we’re performing at. Is what i sent the put my phone down.

“You look nervous.” Lappin played with my hair. “Why?”

“Ive never asked someone to come to a show other than my family.” i put my face in the pillow. “What if he doesnt like the songs we cover?”

“I’m sure he will.” he twirled m hair on his fingers. “If he doesnt dump him.” he said calmly.

“Real easy for you to say.” I laughed lightly. My phone buzzing under my hand.

“Yeah i think i can make that, what time?” Gabe responded back.

Smiling and giggling to myself, i typed with both thumbs on my screen. Ill be there at 6 show starts at 7 you’re welcome to come at 6 and visit with us. We’ll just be setting up and what not until 7. “Am i too eager?” I looked over at Lappin after i hit send.

“Yes.” He chuckled and let go of my hair. “But its cute.”

“Thaaaaaanks.” I hit his arm lightly.

My phone buzzing. “Yeah i can come and watch! Where is it.”

“Its at a bar that lets us perform. Ill send you the directions in the morning, i actually need to go to bed.” I texted him and looked at Lappin who had a cocky smirk on his face. “Shut up.” I smacked Lappin again.

“I didnt say anything.” he laughed softly and whispered, puff of blue smoke and he was back into his bunny form. “Im innocent and adorable dont hurt me.”

“Yeah sure you are.” I ruffled his fur up on his back

Phone buzzing once again. “Okay sounds good. Good night and sleep good.”

“He’s sweet.” Lappin was now under my arm looking at my phone.

“He is.” I played with Lappin’s ear before texting back. “You sleep good too, ttyl~” tossing my phone onto the nightstand by my bed and hooking it up to my charger. “Okay bed time!” I flipped onto my side and grabbed Lappin and dragging him closer to me and hugged him gently to my chest. “Good night Joce.” He mumbled as he pressed up into me.

“Oyasumi.” i kissed his head and closed my eyes. Burying my face into his soft fur and bringing the blankets over my head to cover both of us.

#Jocelyne #Gabe #OCstory

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greenflamedwriter · 3 years

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(Sixteen) teen woof;

My take on nogitsune.

Possession. Stiles gets posseed and then disapears. He’s mentally in a psych ward but he’s not there the nogitsune is like a weeping angel getting closer and closer.

Psych Ward [Not Real] Summer vacation when he’s home with the threat of an alpha pack [Real]

Lydia takes them to a basment shere the dead vessiln originally is.

Stiles see’s evidence of him doing things at the school (Cheminacls and bad pranks and threats, uses a camera and finds himself sleep walking. Figures out the ward is a fake since lydia takes him there and see’s it’s desolate and run down.

[This is fake as Lydia turns into nogitusne and it’s in his face, [

This place was never real, you’ve been asleep for a while,

Stiles wakes up harshly to see his pack before him and saying he’s been missing for two weeks.

They find stiles but he admits hes possesed. Peter tells them with Lydia and scott to go inside Stiles mind to combat it.

[Fake reality with scott lydia and Stiles at the school]

Fox chasing Stiles and Lydia then Stiles sacrifices himself and they all wake up back in the real world.

Stiles is currently playing Chess. In stiles mind their in the school and it has a golden glow of sunset once the sun goes down in stiles mind thats when the nogitsune takes over. Stiles wins and suddenly its noght and they find themselves at the real school and hear police sirens, ‘stiles’ laughs “Oh, oh he’s smart-” nogitsune lost his powers “ he sacrificed himself for you. Aha but trapped me in his place!”

Stiles was cold with a harsh air of amusment as he raised his hands “Sorry, Stiles is gone. And he’s never coming back.”

Next day, Noah drops of Stiles at Dereks and tells him to watch him, since the demon is weak as a human just not his son and can’t stand to look it him.

Derek takes in the imposter and as soon rises ‘stiles wakes up.’

Swarm chapter (Tails) Void finds the tails and reclaims each one reminiscing that he was close to eight tails until the oni killed him.

Knight takes Rook. (Possess boyd)

Checkmate. Finally all the pieces where in place everyone stiles had ever loved was taken hostage by an oni,

Scott, noah, dereck, mellisa, kira lydia, Alison Issac deaton,

Pawn, queen, king bishop bishop rook rook knight knight

he placed his hand onto the oak tree and placed the knifes of the oni by each point.

Then he suddenly uses mountain ash trapping himself inside. And talks of the japanise folklore and reveals that the nogitsune cant leave unless the body is changed.

Asks his family to snap the knives as the chest pieces to absorb the tails unti himself they obviously dint tryst him until.

“Do it, if you snap them I’ll bite of my own tongue and make you watch him die.” He slat clawing against the barrier pushing against it.

“Give them to me, and I wont kill him. “ it looked panicked until Derek remembered what peter said before.

“Chess is Stiles game,”

“It could be a trick-”

”no, the nogitsune always llays something else- I trust you.”

They snap it and the nogitsube splits apart like ink and tar fetting ripoed of stiles body Stiles falls away and yelps as he slips back of the tree stump with a roll and the black fox with intricate white lines and red eyes disapears into a puff of snoke, Stiles warily dtabds up and leads at te log to see the inage of the fix imprinted into the oak.

“We’re not done yet.”

“Hey spoilers for the ending this is basically ferngully”.

Absorbing the tails within himself does that. Stiles then devoits himself to the inari fox and becomes a kitsune himself changing his body it wasnt enough hence the tails turning into chess pieces.

The oni along woth Stiles at the god Kanima

“And thats, checkmate.” It burns out the Nogitsune like smoky tar pooling out of his chest it skitters and tries to escape the mountain ash but the chess pieces intercept and it explodes in a flash of light the inky picture of a inverted fix with red eye painted in the centre if the (tree).

Stiles panted staring down at the image, it alnost looked like the horryfying black rabbit from watership down.

“H-Asks deaton to trap the inky nogitsune into the tree. It grows leaves with japanise paper and red threads hanging through the tree branches the leaves blossoming.

Then stiles wins the last game.

Void is empty is sadness what feeds it?

He’s still a void kitsune but instead of anger chaos and strife its love peace family.

“But how is that a bad thing?”

“I need constant emotions of it or I’ll die.”

“Needy bitch arent you.”

Tarot structure. Exposition: The world Card. false sense of security, for now a repreive a sense of accompkishment and achievment and started the ball rolling of his next quest without realisung it. Prepares to take the first step of his next adventure.

Rising Climax :becoming himself like pinochio hes becoming a real boy. His transformation is complete and yet isnt. He wants to do something more serve somthing greater than himself he wants to share his gifts with others,

Like posses boyd cora etc

Climax do it yourself, turn trash into treasures create as much comfort and beauty in the world and pay attention to the smallest details.

Reciding carefully assess your work and invest wisely value good work but dont purchase above your means.

ending small but heartfelt acys of kindness can change the situation, accept the gift without suspicion

(Seventeen)

Stiles can see threads. And he is freaking out.

The nogitsune possesion affected his eyes.

He touches his dads thread of fate and Noah starts crying Stiles feels terrible but Kira’s mother (Forgot her name) Tells him his gift and it might fade with time. Instead it became stronger he became a kitsune like Kira but his ability is the void he can take things away and make them his own. But the nogitsune took away strife horror and agony. (Nogitsune only wanted angst) while stiles slowly figures out that love and trust and re tying his connections with the others. Erica Boyd Issac (Hell he even sorted their drama out tha hey scott issac was abused and now you’re flinging him around FU.) And finally goes to see Allison in hospital.

Everything was going great then Derek arrived with a red string attatched to stiles finger...Shit....along with the alphas.

Blue:Trust Green:Family Red: Soulmate Yellow: friendship White: New beggining : Black: Ill intent (Palm)

Plot story for both: Druid teacher lady did the sacrifices but wasn’t revealed yet for everyone to find the nemeton and she escaped to the other town with her magic to defeat the alpha’s both weren’t in beacon. Stiles deals with the nogitsune which happens faster than the series promised. Stiles switches through dreams and realty while both Scott and Allison deal with their own problems, the eichan house ward is not real it’s the (crying angel) Nogitsune that comes closer and closer it symbolises how close he is to posses styles the eissary deatons sister is the only one who can reach out to stiles in the ward along with lydia who founds him in the basement trapped alone.

(Eighteen)

Hotel translyvania.

Jhonny and Dracula get togetsr based on the first movie.

Everythings the same except

Mavis meets the vampire hunter vanhellsimg (who is teblling) at hawaii.

They adopt dennis while fighting against vladmir who is unaccpeting of Jhonny and the hunter.

And of the grandfather who fights against mavis for being a vampire

Nineteen: Little Mermaid.

Ursula (image of her holding up ariels chin with her finger telling her the deal)

Ariel starry eyed “On second thought) her finger stroking ursula's palm “Forget about Eric, I’d rather spend some time with you.”

Ursula + flotsam and jetsum (huh?)

Its like a beauty and the beast type deal.

Ariel goes out with her, but ursula said no- then yelled at her to leave. when flitsom and jetsum go with ariel and tell her how amazing ursula is (though she’s not)

“Instead of having these guys sitting there being useless and grabby how about you turn then back to normal send them to antlantica and have them be spys and report back.”

Ursual opens her mouth… then closed it. She did have her crystal ball to do that though.

Ariel waved her hand “Sure you can only watch one thing at a time on this though.”

Ariel talks to couple from song “You liked her before she changed.” He nodded “Yeah, i just thought if I wasn’t so wimpy and scrawny looking-”

“I like how you look.” The woman said her eyes tearing.

Ariel smiles l think you’re both beauitful. Everyone in atlantica is ‘perfect’. But there the same… you guys are different but beautiful.

The mermaid that saw beauty in everything.

Ursual takes ariel up top for a date the sailors watch these strange beautfiul sisters arrive Ariel and Vannesa.

Ariel has the vouce if an angel but ursual.

“Cannit two legs!” She snaps sounding the same making the sailors go nope. One had the voice of an angel alright but the other had the voice of a hag.

Ariels legs hurt from dancing and walking and vannessa sighs and tends to her legs. (Kisses her leg and Ariel flushes as scarlet as her hair)

Then they talk by the lake and ariel admits how her father destroyed her grotto and urusala. Is. Pissed.

“How dare he do that!?” She scowled “How would he like it if i came into his palace and destroyed his shit- fuck it we’re going right now!” Ariel stared then gasped “What no- Ursula you’e rocking the boat! It’s fine it’s okay!”

“Its not okay!”

She seethed her tenticles coming out and ursula saw ariel stare her mouth opened in shock.

Ursula reeled back in horror “Sorry- do they scare you?” Ariel’s face flushed bright “No-” she sounded breathless “No- I...like them.” Ursula blinked oh...oh!

She leaned forward on the boat “You like them?” Ariel leaned back “Yea-ah!” The boat tipped and they fell into the lake.

Ursula changed back from vanessa her form growing larger and saw Ariels face, Ursula looked away she never thought anything about her looks before, she was comfortable the way she was...but seeing ariel she felt rotten.

Ursula sighed with ariel cuddled against her in the lair.

“I’m sorry.”

“Hmm what?”

“I know you prefer my other form- that I’m not perfect.”

Ursula was fat and ugly and how Ariel was here had to be some joke from Tritan.

Ariel snuggles closer “Nonsense, your other form is nice but this is better- youre big and can hold me like this and your arms are so,” ariel breath leaning her head back “So big and your-” she flushed thinking of ursuala backside how it moved fluidly and her low cut back.

“My what?”

“Your ass.” Flotsum said snickering ariel flinched “No-”

“You’ve been staring at it everytime she turned around.”

Urusla only stared as ariel covered her face with her hands.

Ursula smirked holding ariel tighter “So you only like me for my body- i see how it is.”

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Stiles and his dad have been moving alot since he was a teen and stiles had to mature a bit quicker because of it since he was smart he was able to keep up in class and managed moving around fine.

The only issue was both he and his father noah having to ask permission to te head alpha of the area for permission to stay there but thankfully that wasnt the case of beacon hills since there was no alpha to ask.

Being a werewolf was another thing stiles adapted to like a duck to water but then he met laura hale and saved her life from peter and now he has to deal with scott who was hitten as leter sees laura and derek as pack since stiles as an omega he doesnt count now stiles is helping scott with being a werewolf freaking out over allison helping derek who got shot pretending hes a hunter with the argents trying to stop gerard from sniffiing out the place while nervously asking lydia to the prom only to find his past catching up with him but this time he finally has a strong back including argents a fox and a banshee to help him and a druid, hi ms blake.

Derek slanned stioes against the wall and distrusts him and stiles is like itsyour uncle! If anyone should be slamming people into Walls it should be me wait- thats not right laura helps him out.

Stiles goes to peters alartment and asks to join his pack and stiles tells him his plan.

Sees noah get get shot by gerard and completely wolfs out and becomes a true allha to save him stiles went from omega beta to alpha now deucaln has his trail and stiles has a pack to follow him now as peter loses the allha power. Malia comes out the fold so now peter is chill they make erica issac and boyd into werewolves derek is naive to think that they were sick or alone and needed help stiles says its because if they disapear or die no one would care about them.

Tarot:

Exposition: hierophant

Rising emporer

Climx empress

Descending high priestess

Ending magician

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moon-dust-lust · 5 years

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I write bad stand up comedy so thanks

So nice of everyone to come tonight, on a good day I have no more than four people that look at me at one time, so this is definitely making me severely uncomfortable. I'm only 20 years old which means just like every other 20 year old I cry in the shower and use tinder. I at first thought of tinder as a great way to pick up prey as a serial killer. I watched criminal minds a kid and I watch FOX news so every predator showcased on those forums are white dudes. I am also from eugene oregon so pretty much all of tinder looks like the milk aisle. Some are organic, some are fat free and others are being fought over by two different women who will send you death threats over facebook and try and sabotage your relationship. It is just great. Anyways, I recently decided as an in debt 20 year old with too may bills to pay and a customer service job that I'm already dead inside, so if I died it'd be pretty much how it is now except I would no longer have obligations and all the guys from my high school would finally pay attention to me. My first experience was just as about as fucked as it gets. He was this hot guy, six foot, covered in tattoos. He had just moved from utah, or illinois or somewhere else unimportant. He asked me for my snapchat, which ws already a flag because he was 26 and no one except someone over the age of 12, a soccer mom that's had a little too much wine, or a celebrity uses it; but I let it slide. So he's sending me pics and it looks like he's outside. He's sitting in a tent and so I'm like, "oh are you camping? that's fun. Don't let me keep you from anything". He's all, "No I live in a tent". Come to find out he had no job, no car and was living in a tent on someone's property. He was a homeless man. Now, how I found hopefully the only homeless man on tinder is beside me, but the weirdest part is how he had a phone still and also how he thought he could pick up chicks. Like did he think as a date i would let him shower at my place? Or was he thinking my ass would get fully dressed up in make up and heels just to spend the night in his tent? Would he make me bring my own firewood and sleeping bag? My own can of beans? My experiences with men are pretty much summed up by this interaction alone. My first date ever, I showed up at this guy's house and it was infested with rabbits. I am talking ten or twelve. Then he took me up to his room to watch a movie, door open because this was high school and I had never even seen a condom before and his mom was downstairs watching something with jennfier aniston in it. His room was COVERED in pictures of his ex girlfriend. Pictures she drew of them, gifts she gave him, pictures of them together etc. SO, I was so uncomfortable but I was thinking it was probably just because he was too lazy to take them down. I was so wrong. So, so very wrong. Let me preface this by saying this was my first date, EVER. I had no idea what it was supposed to be like. He was a quarter back and he was all in shape and tan and that was pretty much all I knew about it. He had a really cliché rich white name and he was one of the only sophomores with a car and no curfew. He was a real bad boy. So after my date I got approached by his ex girlfriend at a party. She then told me that he was sending pictures of me while I wasn't looking to her and telling her how great of a time he was having and how he didn't need her. This was my first god damn date. I just cannot believe the progress I have made in the 5 years I have been dating. I never dated in middle school because i wore blue eyeliner and had a perm in the late 200s. I was really setting myself up to fail to begin with. I had one relationship that lasted three years. There is this funny thing about guys where they start out pretty normal and then after they really get comfortable they start to cheat on you and go crazy. It is just the weirdest thing. It's like the gremlins except instead of not feeding them after midnight you provide the with emotional stability and all the love in your hard. Big mistake ladies, Am I right? This guy I dated was so much fun. There was one time he told me I was absolutely perfect. He would tell me "Everything about you is perfect, except you could use a boob job". look, I will be the first to say i have the littlest titties in america, but I'll be damned if you dont appreciate them. They are like one piece of chocolate or the very back row of seats of a concert. You're just glad you got a little taste of your favorite thing, okay? I am like the bronze medal you get at a sporting event. Bitch you should just be happy you got any trophy at all. This guy was a real whackadoodle. He would cheat on me and then not let me go out with dudes, or ladies, bisexual pride woot woot, because he thought i would cheat to get back at him. But jokes on him because nobody likes me and I also didn't have any friends. I ended up breaking up with him because he was obviously terrible and he decided to stalk me. All i could think about when he would harass my family and try and show up at my school and had his parents blow up my phone is, "now you miss my lil tities?" who was gonna pay for all this shit in the first place? where did he think i was gonna get the fucking money for this? I am a broke college student, I drive a car that sounds like an eighty year old at the back of a movie theater coughing and I work at a restaurant where everyone is so stoned, it's like I'm at in the middle of portland on a saturday night. I go to the university of oregon. A very fun school, full of people who have no interest in talking to me. In their defense half the time I have my headphones in and I am crying so I guess it's just in everyone's best interest to not get into it. I am a psychology major, which I call the boring white girl major. I got into it to become a sex therapist, mostly because I am not having any and really want to find out if there's a book on how to make people not continuously reject you, but also because sex is a hard topc and I talk about it like a human urban dictionary. The worst part about the university is the talking. There was one time I had a 200 person anthropology class and these girls from a sorority who all obviously took the class together to cheat and not do anything ever, were describing their friend tiffany or gemma or some other rich fake tanned name's vomit. The color, texture, smell, everything. They were analyzing what she had eaten the previous morning and all the alcohol she mixed and all I could think was, " if you spent half as much time talking about your friend samantha's vomit as you would listening you wouldn't be failing this class and self medicating with alcohol to the point where you throw up because youre a bunch of clemintine sharp nailed looking green beans". Like i pay too much to listen to you explain the thong you bought and how it chafes your butthole when you dry hump alex from the frat across the street who is also fucking tina with the fake nose and even though he gave you clamydia six months ago, you trust him now you know? I own one bra and one pencil. I am wearing two completely different socks, one is a knee high and the other is an ankle one. Whenever I am hungry i dont go to sushi, I go to bed. So please Gretchen from Bitch, Bump &grind and beyond stop and let me at least get a C so I can land a job that makes me 12 dollars an hour and I can be poor in a different setting. I work full time and go to school. I am not like most millenials. I don't have time to eat avocado toast or catch HPV. At my little restaurant in junction city, the staff is absolutely questionable. I was the first girl there who was single and under the age of 40, so naturally I became bate for every man in society you hope you never run into in life. The first was our host. He looked like bowzer from mario if he were a white middle class man. He was shaped like a tear drop, so his head was small and oddly shaped and the rest of him just got wider and rounder as you went down. He always wore the same button down shirt, I think to try and impress me, but like it was his only button down shirt. Anyways, he is what I call the lingerer. If you are a woman who has ever had a man like you at work, you know exactly what I am talking about. He would follow around, but like at a creepy slow distance and he would stare at me until he thought i was looking and then looked away. He would also reach over or around me just so he could be close to me. It's weird and painful to watch. He also asked my sister, who also works there, if i was a lesbian because i wasnt immediately interested in him. Let me digress for a moment and say that just because a woman rejects you doesnt mean she loves only vagina. It usually means you arent a good person, or she just doesnt wanna date, or she has a boyfriend already, or you have no common interests, or she doesnt want to mix work with her personal life or maybe she has something personal against blonde guys, white guys, guys with glasses, she dated someone with your name and its weird, she has a lot of issues with touching, you have weird hands, you have bad breath, you are bad at your job, she is asexual, or THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO REASON SHE JUST DOESNT LIKE YOU AT ALL EVER. Men are so vapid about that sometimes. Anyways, he gave me a cash tip off one of my tables and I, trying to be civil was all, "oh i love free money thank you" trying to relate to him because he seemed like the type to bring a gun to work and I really wasnt in the mood to get shot or followed out to my car so i gotta keep is civil you know? so apparently you cannot be friends with sexual predators because then he gets all close and whispers in my ear "is that how I get in your pants, by throwing money at you?". The tip he gave me was only five dollars. If is ass thought having sex with me would cost only five dollars, he has no idea how bad inflation is or how much i spend on amazon a month. Also, even with my little titties and cellulite, no amount of money would let me fuck a guy who looked like barnie the dinosaur if he were a white pale ghost. I have very low standards, but they exist for sure. somewhere. deep down. The next guy i had was this old cook. he was 65 and he cooked in the morning. His wife was obviously dead, in his basement or both because he was always saying nasty things to me. He told me that if he were forty years younger he would hire me as his kid's babysitter so he could fuck me. He also told me he was extremely attracted to me and terrified of me at the same time. He one time came up to me and asked me what i had in my front seat because i was hiding something under a coat. He has rotted out teeth and children older than me. It is men like those guys that make me think, "am I really that bad to the point this is as good as it gets?

#badcomedy #standup #socially awkward #im fragile #trying my best #comedy

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isaiahsky · 7 years

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Here's a true story of how two bestfriends, a boy from the East Coast, and a girl from the West Coast, ultimately ended their relationship, because one fell in love with the other. Enjoy. Her name is Lindsey. We met eachother years ago in Shreveport Louisiana. Every day we grew increasingly close to eachother, became bestfriends, and evetually shit got real and we started fooling around, assuming the title "Bestfriends (with benefits)". Details of how we moved to diferent sides of the map are irrelevant, thats a totally diferent story I can provide upon request. Lindsey and I remained very close ever since we separated, even on occasion flying to the other person's city for a visit. We'd book a hotel, toss up the DO NOT DISTURB sign, have incredible dirty sex all over the room, be as loud as we wanted, and let the unfortunate housekeeper worry about the mess when we went out drinking and shopping. We had always crushed on eachother, never at the same time, which is why we never dated. So instead of being frustrated about that predicament, we just fucked we got over it. Around April of 2017, to prevent things from becoming complicated, we came to a mutual agreement to just be friends, no more emotions, no more sex, just friends. It was hard at first, but after several sessions of masturbation a week, i managed to somewhat tame the sexual urges, and disarm the nuclear warhead of sexual frustration in my pants, AKA my penis. Long story short I dealt with the drought, but i digress. In August of 2017, Lindsey made plans to fly to Tampa to see her grandparents for 2 weeks. I lived in Destin at the time so it was 7 or 8 hours away from where I stayed. She asked me to take a few days off to go see her, and ofcourse I did. We were both in a budget, so we made agreed to be simple and made arrangements to just hang out in my hotel room, watch movies, have some drinks, snacks, and catch up, etc. So as planned, towards the end of her trip, I went down there and spent three days with her. Day one, I pick her up from her grandparents' house in the suburbs, take her to my place 10 minutes away, and show her my room. 5 minutes into the evening she decides to start groping me, leading me on, giving me signs that she wants me to fuck her like a rabbit on Methamphetamines. This presents a problem for me. We had a conversation prior to this little vacation about just being platonic, which she is obviously disregarding. What she failed to understand at that moment was, I had made every effort to move on, and get over any feelings I had for her. And I did so successfully. So when presented with hot familiar pussy that Id been craving months before, I was absolutely uninterested for that reason, but also for one more unobvious reason. Small, probably predictable plot twist, I met a girl in mid July named Kelly. Let me be clear, I tell Lindsey almost everything about my life. Everyone has their secrets, but ive always been honest with her. So prior to my trip to Tampa just to keep her informed, I told her about Kelly one day. "Hey, I met this girl, blah blah blah, I dont think it will go anywhere really but, I really like her." She was jealous initially ofcourse, it was to be expected, but we talked it all out and she handled it well and everything was great. Lets get back to the situation in Tampa to see her. Shes groping me and flriting, even straddles me, fishing for me to kiss her and initiate some sticky foreplay. Its slightly awkward for me, because im not very experienced in the rejection department when it comes to getting my dick wet. Im not the prettiest guy in the world, so when a cute girl throws herself at you, you better pull out the fucking catchers gear. I didnt know how to go by letting her down without hurting her feelings, so i just kind of avoided the subject of sex. So when she tried something i just kind of brushed it off and giggled, or joked about about something random. For the most part she caught on with the message, and it was fine at first. But from her behavior, and the more and more she tried to make advances, the more aparent it became that she was actually still interested in me for more than just sex. It doesnt make sense now, but day two I confirmed my theory when she started getting emotional. She randomly started crying and asking me why i wont touch her, or be sweet with her like I used to be. I explained that nothing was wrong with her, its just not what i wanted anymore. After trying to talk her down the entire day, my answers weren't good enough. She was convinced she was doing something wrong, she became really frustrated with herself, and at this moment i am completely unaware to how to help. Eventually I started getting annoyed. She began doing shit that kind of freaked me out. For brief example; we would be relaxing watching a movie, im trying to ignore the bad vibes and help her have some fun. Something funny in the movie would happen, id laugh, look at her to see if SHES laughing, and shed be staring at me with tears on her face trying not to cry. Multiple occassions this occurred. And its fucking awkward. Maybe I was being insensitive, I get it, shes sad, but we both spent money to be there together and i wanted to make the best of it. Fast forward to the 3rd and final day together. We day drink from the morning until maybe 7pm. The advances and emotions persist. The entire afternoon she was severely bipolar, which i expected this but its okay i just want to relax and be drunk. She cried and cried, and then the next few minutes shed be really happy again and dancing, whatever. The entire time I know whats really bothering me, but im too afraid to tell Lindsey how I feel right now. So i hold my tongue and pretend to be okay. I know she remembers i like Kelly, because she kept referencing her. Asking how she was doing, or shed crack jokes about her when i spoke of her. Classic jealousy, completely obvious. Fast forward to around 7 or 8pm of the evening together. We finish day drinking, somewhat sober up, and track down a Texas Roadhouse. We get to our table, order a drink or two, and have a casual conversation while reflecting on the past couple of days. We have an honest conversation about our feelings: "What are we?" "Can we ever truly just be friends?" "Let me tell you what I think." And overall just communicating as friends about the future, and how we can fix this shit hole situation. Finally we actually had a good time together, and it was mutual. It sank in that i was just not interested in her like I used to be, and that we would truly never be together. She still let out a few tears, but like a man i comforted, and we overall enjoyed our last meal together in the same state. Fast forward to the parking lot after dinner, where shit hits the fan. Its relatively empty. I go to the passenger side of my car, open the door for her so she can get in, but we are still engaged in our heart to heart conversation so we end up loitering for awhile. I light up a cigarette, lean back against the car, and she wraps her arms around my torso and just kind of rests there, head on my chest. Ive got one arm around her and one arm free smoking my cigarette. Boom, imagery. We stay like this for a long time as i chain smoke a few cigs, just talking, and finally the conversation somehow shifts to me denying her any sex/affection/intimacy, whatever. This time its okay because she is calm, shes being understanding with every potential controversal thing i have told her over dinner. I believe she can handle this converstaion. She asked me for total honesty, she could tell there was something i didnt want to say to her and it was important she knew what was diferent. She knows i like Kate, but im still a single man, so why am i being so distant with her physically, than i have been in the past. THIS IS WHERE I REALIZE THAT BLUNT HONESTY IS NOT OKAY WHEN ADDRESSING A JEALOUS GIRL WHO IS IN LOVE WITH YOU. I wasn't mean at all, i very calmly and respectively told her exactly what the reason was. I sighed deeply and said "I cant do anything with you, and ive been distant, because all i can think about is Kelly." This may be an outdated reference, but in maybe 1 second, she went from my sweet, calm, understanding bestfriend, to full blown going Jersey Shore on me. She started screaming at me, telling me that she cant believe this, etc etc. Telling me how every time she tried to move on and be with other people, she always felt guilty and cried because even though we werent together, she felt she was cheating on me. And here i am doing the same thing, but im thinking of Kelly, not her. So she put everything i ever did for her in question. Was it truly sincere? Did i ever really care about her? The whole fucking works. During all of this she is sitting on the concrete indian style just ranting relentlessly, and she procedes to get comfortable. I KNOW she plans to dig in for a decent duration because everything that was in her pockets, one by one she starts slamming it on the concrete around her, all in all making a statement to the world that says "fuck everyone and everything." Im a stubborn bastard, so from the time she started flipping out on me, to the time we finally get in the car and leave, like a man, i was still propped up against my car smoking, letting her lay into me with her insults, and ridiculous questions. All i did was stare straight ahead fed up. And I ignored her. She was pissed at me for the obvious reasons, i was pissed at her for freaking out, when all i wanted was to be honest with her. We are adults, let alone we werent even dating, id barely expect this reaction from a distraught girlfriend. But i get it, im the guy, i played with her emotions, now im getting burnt. We finally get in the car, maybe 11p, not once did i say a word to her throughout the whole car ride. At this point im ready to drop her ass back to her grandparents' house so i can check out half a day early from my hotel and drive back to west florida THAT NIGHT. Thats how pissed i am. Im still tipsy, exhausted, but the only thing i want to do is take an 8 hour trip back to my personal bed and sleep all day. But i cant take her to her grandparents' place, she still has some personal belonging in my room. We get back to the room, she climbs in my bed and pouts until she falls asleep. IN MY BED. So what do i do? Ofcourse I refuse to get in bed with her. So after 5 hours of debating on packing up all of her shit for her, waking her up, and taking her home, just like my entire highschool career, i sat at the desk, laid my head down on the table and went to sleep. Woke up that morning at 11, checked out at noon, took her home, still not one word was said to eachother by the way. The first and final words she said to me was "okay drive safe" no goodbye hug, no apologies from either sides, no attempt to fix the situation. She walked past me, i got in my car, backed out of her grandfathers driveway, we looked at eachother one last time, and i drove away. To this day, we still don't speak, the end of a relationship with a girl ive know for a fifth of my life. Love will make you do dumb shit for reasons you cant comprehend. But be careful when you go to tell people how you feel about them. It can really play with their heads and you can lose someone dear to you in the future because you dont know how to keep your mouth shut. Lindsey if you see this, im so sorry.

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the morning after

about five of my friends and i were just casually chilling around the coffee table @ 3 am last night (morning) talking about what we would do if any of us ever hooked up with harry. don't ask, idk either. but that’s how this got thrown together. i should be doing homework right now btw. i hate harry styles a lot (jk i love that bitch)

WARNINGS :: a lot of this is literally just “texts” but you know i like to think i have a sense of humor so :-) like i said this is what i, ME PERSONALLY, would do if i ever hooked up with harold (lol) soooooo keep that in mind lmfao.

don’t know how i feel about this one (questions my entire thought process) but hey! it’s something and i haven't posted in a while :) enjoy (;

O V E R V I E W

“Lady in the streets, freak in the sheets or summat like tha’?”

He gets a playful shove and the roll of her eyes as she tries not to laugh at that. What a fuckin’ dork (which, in truth, just makes him all the more perfect to Y/N.)

“You’re a comedic lad, aren’t ya?”

She didn’t get crushes very easily, but it seems Harry was just the right amount of charming to have her falling faster than Alice did chasing after that damn rabbit.

Y/N doesn’t do one night stands and Harry truly and honestly believes she’s a proper angel or something.

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It was the light streaming in through the enormous glass window that woke Y/N up from her slumber. She felt completely at peace, the atmosphere she was in creating the perfect ambiance for her restless early morning thoughts.

That is, until she realized where she was. Well, not that she really knew exactly where the fuck she was. Because this house is definitely not her tiny studio apartment and there’s no baby Siberian husky at her feet that usually kept her company during the night and made sure to wake her with a slobbery kiss and there was no (annoying) roommate to wake her with the sounds of God knows what.

Needless to say, Y/N had no idea what she was doing here.

She vaguely remembers what even happened last night, if she’s being quite honest. Something about an award show her boss (whom she was an assistant for) dragged her to and a whole lot of famous people.

And that’s exactly what makes her eyes widen and her eyes dart over to the sleeping man next to her. His bare back was facing her but she knows those tattoos from anywhere and - oh shit, he’s rolling over!

Y/N doesn't mean for her mouth to drop in pure shock when her guess of who was next to her turns out to be accurate.

Holy fuck, I hooked up with Harry Styles.

His eyes were still shut tight and she really doesn't think she’s ever seen any boy look so peaceful in her whole damn life. He looks beautifully fucked out and Y/N smiles a sly smile with the remembrance that she’s the one that did that to him.

Yet, that doesn't stop the adrenaline coursing through her and her mind raising a mile a minute. She really hopes he’s a deep sleeper when she tip toes over to her forgotten purse. She rolls her eyes when she spots her undies quite literally hanging from the lamp sitting in the corner of his bedroom.

Y/N wasn’t always one for one night stands. She had always gone with the boyfriend route. Any boy who was ever interested in her knew you had to make her feel like a princess much before any clothes would be coming off. And so they did that. She’s had over 5 boyfriends in the past 2 years and maybe it was her fault she kept falling for assholes but Y/N really think she has the words “hurt me” and “break my heart” tattooed on her damn forehead or summat. Because none of them ever worked out. The longest relationship she’s ever been in was three months and that ended about 2 weeks ago when Y/N caught him cheating on her with her roommate (she also needed to seriously look for a new roommate).

Her best friend Celeste told her the easiest way to forget about a dude was by getting another dudes attention.

Maybe that’s exactly what Y/N was doing.

She peers back at the bed with, sure enough, a knocked out Harry Styles still very much asleep. She grabs her phone out of the small clutch she had brought to the event with her last night and texts Celeste with emotions she doesn't know how to describe raising through her.

to Celeste girl, please tell me you're awake!!!! need some girl help asap

from Celeste what's shakin??

to Celeste okay no time to explain but i took your advice and ventured out and kinda hooked up with a guy??? and he's sound asleep next to me and idk what to do i've neVER BEEN IN THIS SITUATION?? should i like leave or is that bad or will he be annoyed if i stay GIRL HELP ME

from Celeste whoa Y/N!!! WHAT THEFUCK NEVER THOT YOU HAD IT IN YOU

to Celeste SHUT UP OMG HELP ME IM A NUN IDK THESE THINGS

from Celeste okok so he's sleeping right??

to Celeste like a baby

from Celeste yeah plz stay omg

to Celeste stay? should i act like i'm sleeping or something when he wakes up or?????

from Celeste i mean sure but regardless DONT LEAVE THAT HOUSE

to Celeste OK GOTCHA see this is why we're friends

from Celeste so i can give you hoe advice?

to Celeste precisely.

from Celeste yo is he hot lmao

to Celeste girl he's a dream. not only that he's such a gentleman

from Celeste MARRY HIM

to Celeste stfu i'm still freaking out

from Celeste what is this boy's name i need details

to Celeste you wouldn't believe me if i told you

from Celeste wait so i know him??

to Celeste uhm!! kinda ig omg

from Celeste TELL ME DONT DEPRIVE ME OF GOSSIP

to Celeste my lips are sealed

from Celeste ugh you whore Y/N's finally got some dick after lame ass dude from film school and he's so hot she can't even name him. will we ever find out mr dreamy's name?? we'll just have to wait and see. you know i'm always watching. xoxo, gossip girl

to Celeste LMFAO STOPP IT ADKJSF srsly Celeste i'm freaking out i don't know how he's gonna react when he wakes up

from Celeste i'm going to be so honest bc we're best friends. he may be a rly nice ass dude and i'm hoping to God but if he's an ass and asks you to leave i don't want your lil heart to hurt okay? some guys are like that and i don't want you to get your hopes up

to Celeste i won't i won't he was just a hot hookup, yeah?

from Celeste for now at least yeah but hey maybe mr dreamy is rly who you say he is and you end up dating or some shit that would be rad as hell but for now UNLEASH THE INNER HOE

to Celeste OH SHIT HE JUST MOVED GTG PRAY FOR ME

from Celeste CALL ME RIGHT AFTER YOU LEAVE BABE I WANNA GET TO KNOW MR DREAMY BETTER

And so with the roll of her eyes and a smile on her lips, Y/N swiftly makes her way back over to the bed, so quietly you might question if she was supposed to be some sort of spy in a different life.

It’s about three minutes later when his eyes start fluttering that she puts on her best acting impression of someone who totally didn't just text her best friend asking about hook up advice.

Harry’s hands go to his eyes and he’s blinking and wiping the sleep away when he gets a glimpse of the mile long legs next to his. There’s a brief flashback of last night where those same legs were wrapped around his hips in the car on the way to his flat after - fuck, what event even was that? Her tantalizing physique making it nearly impossible for him to wait to just fucking rip the fabric of the dress off.

He shakes his head of the memory, glancing to the right angel next to him.

Her hair was draped perfectly around her face resembling a halo or summat and Harry really doesn’t know what to call the emotions coursing through him.

She’s beautiful, he decides. Completely and irrevocably beautiful. Harry’s heart does a weird twist and he has no fucking idea what it means but he can’t find a reason to dislike whatever was happening. He quite likes the feeling, actually.

He doesn't know what the fuck to do, though. Wake her? Let her sleep?

If only Harry knew she was in the exact same situation minutes ago.

He opts for leaning over and cuddling into her with a lingering kiss to her cheek. (Y/N was quite the actress, wasn't she?)

Her eyes slowly blink open as if she’s been asleep for a decade and then they meet with his.

Her eyes roam from his eyes to his lips, from his eyes to his lips, from his eyes to his lips....

The next thing Harry knows is that they’re kissing. Much less fervent than last night but the drive is still there and he was over the moon about it. Her giggle causes the dimples to shine through as she broke the kiss.

They probably just stared at each other for a good couple of seconds before he muttered the first sober words, “Mornin’, love.”

Maybe they were both dissociating the fact they were proper strangers. Proper giggling like they’d been dating or something - how absurd. But neither Harry or Y/N really seem to have a care in the world about that.

His voice was thick and raspy and Y/N never knew British accents were her thing till now. She could get used to this.

But then realty sunk in.

He’s Harry Styles. He’s a multi-milonaire with enough female attention to have a one night stand every night for the rest of his life and then some, if it did fancy him. Y/N couldn't be anything special to him. Right?

“I should.. I should probably go, right?”

His eyebrows furrow and those dimples are no where to be found when her question is asked. Maybe Harry was wrong, maybe she didn't feel the same way.

But God. He doesn't think anyone has ever successfully made him feel this fucked out in a long time and the fact her beauty had him proper stuttering over the next thing he said to her was proof enough of how he felt.

“What’s the rush?” The way his words come out so very somber (replicating a wounded little puppy dog, and Y/N’s heart almost breaks) causes Y/N to put a hand to his cheek as her eyes go wild in panic.

“Didn't- didn’t mean it like tha’! Swear. Sorry, I’m just.. not really used to this kinda thing.”

Harry’s eyes shine at that as lips turn upwards, “Whatcha mean by tha’?”

“Like,” she motions between the two of them, “I don't hook up.”

Harry wouldn't admit that actually makes him all the more attracted to her. She definitely wasn’t inexperienced, that he already knew. Far from that, if he’s being frank. But it might've tickled his tulips a bit too much with the information that she hadn’t accompanied too many blokes in their bedroom affairs and he’s seriously relieved about that. Not that he has any room to be jealous of her past lovers... but he is.

“Lady in the streets, freak in the sheets or summat like tha’?”

He gets a playful shove and the roll of her eyes as she tries not to laugh at that. What a fuckin’ dork (which, in truth, just makes him all the more perfect to Y/N.)

“You’re a comedic lad, aren’t ya?”

Y/N really wants to kiss those dimples and stay wrapped in his arms forever. She didn’t get crushes very easily, but it seems Harry was just the right amount of charming to have her falling faster than Alice did chasing after that damn rabbit.

The hand that was resting on her hip squeezes playfully as he chuckles a very boyish laugh that makes him look years younger. Y/N is a bit too enamored with how pretty she thinks he is. How long ago did they meet again?

“I try, my darling,” There’s a flash in his eyes and it seems he wants to say so much but settles with holding his hand out for her to shake and she’s confused till he speaks.

“M’harry.”

She grins with realization and Harry decides every time she smiles an angel defiently gets their wings. “Y/N.”

And so they shake hands with eyes full of a lustful kind of love and hearts full of gold.

“Nice to meet yeh, love.”

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