#I KNOW it's going to be here forever now just like social media and smart phones

[iamnotawomanimagod]

it's already happened, the ship has sailed, there is no saving me and no going back, I'm Old Now

but I've recently come to the realization that my Old Man Screams at Clouds point with technology has been reached

and it's because of A.I.

#I don't care about it I'm so sick of hearing about it I have no desire to use it and it WON'T GO AWAY #I KNOW it's going to be here forever now just like social media and smart phones #it's just going to be part of life every day soon and I fucking hate that #just. the whole thing. bores the fuck out of me. #I don't want to debate its merits or discuss its issues or hear about how you used it for your history essay #I don't want it on my Spotify app and I don't want to use AI chatbots with companies to fix customer service issues #I'm already so fucking sick of it and I know it's a losing battle #it's a LOST battle frankly #I cannot escape it and I'm such a grumpy old bitch about it too

[nattinatalia]

Jack Harlow x Reader : INSTAGRAM AU

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yourusername Harlow twins 🥺🩷🩵 I’m forever happy and blessed.

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jackharlow Life is now complete, you’re amazing, I love you 😘

yourusername I love you times infinity ♾️

jackharlow Always have to one up on me huh? 😂

yourusername You know it 😜

urbanwyatt The coolest twins ever!!!!!!!

claybornharlow Idk but one of them should’ve been named after me.

ezharlow why you? If anything they should’ve been named demon spawns.

jackharlow Here your ass goes 🤦🏼‍♂️

ezharlow You’re not getting off easy old man, you commented saying “life is complete” 🤔 so it wasn’t complete with just Mia and I? That’s what you’re sayin?

alizemiaharlow 👀 *sips on on my tea-hottest tea*

jackharlow MÍA BUG, YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE.

alizemiaharlow Not when you’re commenting stuff like that. I take offense to that, I’m the first born, your life should’ve been complete the second I was born.

user 💀 I missed this family and their interactions on social media. Ezequiel is always coming for someone.

cassiewyatt Because he doesn’t have anything better to do

urbanwyatt Cassandra, stay out of it.

cassiewyatt ARIANA WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE???

urbanwyatt That saying was soooo 2023’s

ezharlow Calm down oldie, your age is showing.

mamamaggie This was a beautiful post about my new grand babies, and all of you had to ruin it 🙄

yourusername Things never change 😂

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jackharlow Ace Sebastian Harlow and Arya Lizeth Harlow 🩵🩷

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cassiewyatt 🥺🥺 the cutest most adorable babies ever!!!!!! Ezequiel will forever be a hatful little shit but these babies are the cutest Harlows ever!!!!!!

jackharlow 😂😂 He’s about to yell once he sees this comment princess. But you didn’t tell one lie.

cassiewyatt Now tío Jack, can you tell them I’m the one who picked the names.

alizemiaharlow 😱 Color me surprised because this liar told me I picked them.

ezharlow I’m going to ignore your little comment Cass, but umm I though I came up with Ace Sebastian???

yourusername Ay dios mío 🤦🏻‍♀️ here we go again.

yourusername It so happens Jack and I had a few names picked out, you three happened to pick the same names so, you technically did come up with the names.

urbanwyatt You three really do share ONE brain cell 😭😭😭

cassiewyatt I’m telling mom you’re comparing my smart brain, with Ezequiel’s.

alizemiaharlow Yeah nino, you think so low of us?? Cheesy doesn’t have anything going up in that head of his, and you dare say we share it with him?

jackharlow Our girls are very much dramatic

urbanwyatt Like their mothers.

ezharlow I may be slow, but even I know better than to call my mother and aunt dramatics.

yourusername My baby boy knows best 🥰

yourbestiename Mi niño chulo 😘 give your uncle some pointers.

jackharlow 🙄

urbanwyatt 🤯🤯🤯

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jackharlow It was “bring your teens to set day” and the second we got there, I regretted taking their asses. Now they’re driving us home and I’m ready to jump out this car. BABE, COME SAVE ME FROM YOUR KIDS!!!!

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yourusername Lmaoooo, it’s definitely you, because they never act up with me 💅🏼

jackharlow Hmm I’m starting to believe that actually.

ezharlow Oh really??? Because you demanded we join you because your old self didn’t want to drive back in the dark so you needed Mia or me to drive you.

alizemiaharlow Easy on pops now Cheesy.

jackharlow Stop calling me old.

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yourusername Tu perra fina favorita 💅🏼 😜

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jackharlow 🤤🤤🤤 Godamn

jackharlow My wife is sexy

jackharlow 🍆 💦 🥜

ezharlow caption 😡🤮

user kids where?

user TWINS WHERE???

user damn 🥵 let me slide into your dms real quick

ezharlow No

user Jack, one day man, just one day is all I ask for. Let me take her for one day.

ezharlow 🙄 SHE SAID NO

user I don’t mind being step daddy 🤭

ezharlow Ain’t nobody want you to be step daddy. We’re good over here.

alizemiaharlow Mama 😍

cassiewyatt Nina is hawttttt 🔥

user I can handle her better than Jackman

ezharlow Who’s Jackman? You don’t know who Jackman is so don’t say my dads name, say Jack.

ezharlow but no, you can’t handle my mom. She doesn’t want none of you, so stay away.

jackharlowsource Not Ezequiel fighting people in the comments for y/n

ezharlow It’s annoying. Dad @ jackharlow do something !!!!

jackharlow 😂😂😂You’ll learn to ignore it

yourusername 🙄

jackharlow Or not 💀

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yourusername When did my babies grow up? 🥹

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yourbestiename It was just yesterday when you announced it to the world that they were here 🥹 time is a thieves

urbanwyatt Now it’s our turn 👀

cassiewyatt Excuse me what?

yourbestiename Ignore your papi mija 🙄

jackharlow My babies 🥺

ezharlow Demon spawns are growing by the second…. And more annoying.

alizemiaharlow 😂😂😂

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alizemiaharlow Took these losers hiking this morning and I think it’ll be the last time they join me.

cassiewyatt 😭😭😭

yourusername My boys 😍🥺

druski Did they actually hike or just pose for pictures

ezharlow We hiked, unlike you loser

jackharlow 🤣🤣🤣

alizemiaharlow They definitely hiked but took forever so actually, this would be the LAST time I invite them to join me

jackharlow 🙄 You didn’t tell us we were gonna run it. I thought we would walk the entire way.

ezharlow or jog it.

alizemiaharlow Next time 👀

jackharlow There won’t be a next time. I’m good.

alizemiaharlow 😭😭😭

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[a-slut-for-smut]

*years later* thanks so much for the tag @lovelybeautifulpretty!! cant recall if i warned u before but i tend to go buckwild with these, sorry and your welcome :D

Here are top 10 fav films and surprise surprise, im just a hot mess of eclectic tastes 🤷‍♀️ in no particular order:

Robocop

This 80s masterpiece is a smart political satire/social commentary disguised as a comic book/action revenge movie that interweaves hilarious dark humor, ultraviolence and science fiction in a simple yet seamless plot. It will honestly SHOCK you just how much it has to say on American evolutions in capitalism, media influence, desensitization to violence, gentrification, and our perception of heroes, each in service of a greater conversation about identity and culture.

Atonement

I consider this film the pinnacle of an angsty/doomed romance executed perfectly on-screen: the performances, the cinematography, the music, EVERYTHING!! Funny story, me & the girlfriends went to see this in theaters expecting a typical period romance; left completely snot-dripping, bawling our eyes out. I shit you not, i felt the utter devastation from this film for WEEKS

Amelie

If there was a film to define the term "whimsy" then this is it!! Its so creatively rich, with such a fun and sweet art style in the characters, the way its filmed, the music, the romance- it'll make your heart ache for days.

Inglorious Basterds

I'm a big whore for Tarantino ever since Reservoir Dogs, but I consider film his ABSOLUTE masterpiece. The comedically distinct characters, the sharpness of dialogue, how he builds up the tension of scenes to the point of explosion with just a simple conversation- *CHEFS KISS*

Children of Men

This dystopian sci fi drama was made in 2005 but with all the social commentary woven into the background of the story, it is eerily topical in today's tumultuous political & social climate (which is very telling about us as a society I suppose). The director Alfonso Cuaron is a master at "show don't tell" filmmaking and it SHOWS. Also the tracking long shots in this film are something to witnessed, beheld even. Masterpiece.

Bridget Jones' Diary

My absolute FAV romantic comedy, i totally relate to this bumbling, epic disaster of a woman, even more so now that i'm 30+ like her. Fun fact, the plot is heavily inspired by Pride & Prejudice which is probably why i love it so much. Also Colin Firth 🥵 (which leads me to another fun fact- he was cast as Mark Darcy mainly due to the author's crush on him from his portrayal of Mr. Darcy in the 1996 BBC miniseries which put him on the map, and rightly so. I know the film adaption is super popular, but any P&P fan NEEDS to watch this version, so so good)

Chicago

This musical ruined all theater musicals for me forever- the film adaptation is THAT good!!! The spectacle, the numbers, the PERFORMANCES- Catherine Zeta Jones slayed as Velma Kelly (also my ovaries), i love it so much that i watched it 3 times back to back on a flight i honestly couldnt get enough lol

Kung Fu Hustle

This film is Stephen Chow's magnum opus- an action comedy that blends kung-fu and all sorts of historical chinese references and homages of the directors favorite films, you can tell the passion and the fun that went into making this film and it really REALLY shows. I consider this a perfect execution of what a live-action anime could be, this film is an absolute blast and classic

Annihilation

I've got a bit of a cosmic/existential horror kink (where a form of media makes you question the world/life as we know it or triggers an existential crisis) and this film gets it RIGHT. It's a philosophical sci-fi thriller but is so much more with its themes of pain and identity, exploration of humanity's disposition for self destruction but also its unsettling visuals and soundtrack. Funny story, the sound design is so alien/unsettling that it spooked my cat from her nap and got her staring at the screen with wide eyes and an arched back trying to figure out what the eff was going on (me as well).

Also love how its an all female cast but its never mentioned in-film; just a bunch of capable women going to take care of business (i didnt even notice until my 2nd watch)- im a fan of this approach as it in effect "normalizes" this scenario whereas calling it out as if its special just highlights how it's an exception...anyway, its a horrifically beautiful film.

Sicario

Denis Villeneuve can do no wrong in my eyes (nor cinematographer Roger Deakins), a beautifully shot thriller that serves as a social commentary on how laws are meant to be broken, lines are drawn and then erased when convenient, as long as it serves a so-called greater purpose, that keeping a moral code is a futile effort. Brilliant performed and written, nuanced characters, glorious cinematography and a killer soundtrack (RIP Johan Johansson), A+++++

alright sorry for the long rambling post, cant help myself! Tagging a bunch a folks that seem alive per my notifs, no pressure of course!!!

@writebecauseyoucannotbreathe @nuri148 @your-lavender-dreams @warbarbie @levi4mikasa @onigiri-dorkk @helena-thessaloniki @misplacedgamer @lovely-apparitions @ally147writes @stalactice @vero-icon @mylienated @hellhorsedotjpg @magicalanchordestiny

#thanks for the tag!! #tag game #robocop #atonement #amelie #inglorious basterds #children of men #bridget jones diary #chicago film #kung fu hustle #annihilation #sicario

[plentyoffandoms]

Fall Again (Part 12)

Kenny Omega x f/Reader

Warnings: Some swearing. Mentions of past abusive relationship.

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Gifs & photos do not belong to me.

Story idea by @cashwheelersgirl89

Main Masterlist ♡ AEW Masterlist ♡ Kenny Omega Masterlist ♡ Fall Again Masterlist

Summary: f/Reader & Kenny were highschool sweethearts but broke up after graduation. They now work together at AEW.

Tyson - Kenny Omega ☆ Austin - Adam Cole ☆ Stephen - Adam Page ☆ Benjamin - PAC

YN's POV:

It has been roughly five months since Tyson and I have moved to Holyhead. It took some time getting used too, but we took it all in stride.

Tyson has been working from home and doing odd conventions here and there. When those happen, we end meeting with our friends.

The first one Britt was able to come and when I saw her, the tears didn't stop for what felt like forever. She just held on to me and rubbed my back.

The two of us spent time together in between her prior commitments. We had lunch together while Tyson was with the guys.

I during the lunch I finally had enough courage to ask her what I have wanted to know for months.

"Have you heard anything?" I asked her as we just placed our dessert order. She shook her head no.

"Austin believes that he has gone into hiding."

"Yeah, I can see him doing that. Probably waiting to see if Tyson and I will show up." Was what I said to her.

"Maybe that is a good idea. What if Tyson announces that he coming back to do commentary for a few shows back in the States."

I thought about what Britt said. It doesn't seem like a bad idea.

"I don't think Scott will believe it unless he sees proof of Tyson coming to the states. I know he has fake accounts and is following him on his social media accounts."

Fuck, I am sure he is even following Tyson on Twitch but I am not so sure.

"Look, how about we bring up the idea to Tyson. See what he says. He is a smart man and I know he wants to put an end to this." Britt said to me.

I quickly agreed as I knew I couldn't speak on Tyson's behalf. But just the thought of him being near that psychopath made me nervous.

But my thoughts were pulled away from me by a slight kick to my side. I placed my hand on the spot and rubbed it.

"They active?" Britt asked me. I nodded my head yes and took her hands in mine and placed them on my belly.

I watched a big smile spread over her face when she felt the movement. "That one is gonna be a wrestler."

"Feels like it. Keeps me up all night wrestling with whatever they can find in there." I joked.

"You two know what you are having?"

"Yes. We both decided to wait to tell everyone when they have been born."

"Tell me."

"No Britt. We haven't even told our own families yet."

"But I am more than family. Come on, I won't tell anyone." I gave her a pointed look when she said that.

"Austin doesn't count." She said waving her hand in my face.

"Yes he does."

"Oh come on YN."

"Seeing you beg like this is very unbecoming Britt."

"So are you gonna tell me then?"

"No!"

~

Britt tried for the rest of the day for me to tell her and Tyson told me that night that Austin tried as well, but he didn't give in.

Tyson and I were trying to figure out what to watch when I remembered what Britt said earlier.

"Hey Tyson."

"Hmm?" He barely took his eyes off the massive screen.

"I asked Britt if she has heard anything about him."

"And?" He finally looked at me, waiting to see if I had any news.

Kenny Omega's POV:

She shook her head no but before I could say anything, YN continued to speak. "Britt says that she and Austin think he is hiding and that maybe we should bring him out."

"You are not going anywhere near him YN." Just the thought of her in danger had my hands shaking. YN laid her hands over mine and I calmed down slightly.

"I'm not, but she did say why not have Tony or AEW announce that you will be coming back to do some commentary for a few shows."

"I don't think he will believe it unless I actually go." The plan was already forming in my head.

"Yes, she said that too and I agreed. What if you went. Scott would show his face and he will finally be caught. We can put this all behind us and move on."

"But what if you go into labour while I'm gone?" I was cupping her cheek now.

"Then call Tony and plan on this. The sooner the better. I know you will be back before then." YN assured me.

"I will have to see what the company says."

"I know but I also know they want you back there." She was right on that.

"And besides Tyson, I won't be leaving Wales. This is our home."

YN and I discussed that if Scott ever gets caught and behind bars that we will not move from here. We are going to raise our child here.

~

That was a few weeks ago and it is now time for me to head back to the States. I was nervous about leaving YN here all alone but Kris decided to come and spend time with her.

Kris is recovering from her knee injury but was getting stronger every day. Benjamin said he would stop on by as he is doing a show not far from here.

Matt and Nick announced that I would be coming back for a bit and then doing more rehabilitation.

I put it out on social media that I was returning the States for a few weeks. There was no way that Scott would give up this opportunity.

But as I was kissing YN goodbye and reassuring her that I will be safe, I didn't want to leave her and our baby, but I had too.

"You stay safe baby." She said to me.

"You and this little one better be good until I get back Miss LN." I placed my hand on her stomach and leaned my forehead against hers, just savoring the moment.

The Uber was here and I had to leave. With one last kiss, I got into the car, leaving my whole world behind as I headed to the airport.

~

I was beyond tired once the plane landed and had go through everything to get my stuff, but I knew who was waiting for me.

Matt and Nick were there, filming of course. They knew this would help convince anyone that I was actually back.

"You ready?" Nick asked me as Matt pointed the camera towards himself and talked.

"Ready as I will ever be. It is time this comes to an end."

Part 13 coming soon.

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[simplekeikaku]

Everyone who likes lord of the rings wants to know which fantasy race they would be and as an extremely judgmental person I’m uniquely positioned to break it down here we go

Orcs: Always down to barbecue. Sus hygiene. Basically nocturnal. Frankly this is most of us and we need to accept ourselves.

River Elves: Probably your neurodivergent friend: can perform extremely specific incredible feats but will literally lay down on the floor and die if the vibe is bad. Will fall in love once and never again, meaning that one hyperfixation is sticking with them ‘till the dirt hits their coffin. Gorgeous taste in music.

Dwarves: No goals, all ambition. Into stew. Very energetic. Has one ridiculous phobia but is afraid of nothing else ever. Doesn’t work out but is stupidly strong. Everyone wishes they had a dwarf friend.

Hobbits: Ultra strict on etiquette to the point that they will swing on a literal god if they think they’re being rude. Will die for what they believe in. What they believe in is getting snacks. Keeps promises. Survives weird shit. Thinks their outfit is fire and you don’t have the heart to tell them it’s not. Cuts their own hair.

Humans: Will assign themselves one specific character trait and hang their hat on it forever. Your friend who has a fruit tree or a 90’s Japanese car or is into jazz is a human. The idea that they may one day not be into their One Thing keeps them up at night. They have no idea who they would be without it.

Uruk-hai: Your fitness friend. The one with the godlike thighs. Also down to barbecue but sees it as a treat, not a basic requirement for life. Meal preps and is fine eating the same thing every day. Susceptible to cults, might currently be in one.

Trolls: Really hard-working but lacks style. Too altruistic. Into procedures and rules. Doesn’t like risk. Will criticize the food if you eat out. Always tries to get something for free. Legitimately the worst. Always dehydrated — be prepared to drive them to the hospital if they’re in the sun too long.

Wizards: If you know someone with a 3D printer they’re a wizard. It used to be having a box of cables they refuse to get rid of but now it’s a 3D printer. Thinks showing up on time is grind culture and will absolutely get dramatic about it. If they think Steve Jobs was a bad person you should be willing to kill for them, if they think Steve Jobs was a good person you should be willing to kill them. Eats like absolute dog shit but has one niche health trend they obsess and evangelize over, like adaptogenic mushrooms or juicing. If that sentence offended you I need you to know that both are great but they don’t make up for the 7-11 taquitos currently in your hand.

Ents: Gorgeous and smart. Has never really had to work for anything. Will dip if a challenge arises. Can’t remember their commitments, shows up to about half of them. Really popular on social media. Still a virgin because they got a crush on a fictional character in middle school and they’re holding out for the real life version who doesn’t exist.

Wood Elves: If their elk — I mean truck, doesn’t impress you, their personality won’t either. A douchebag but a cool douchebag. Always drinking. Everyone wants to kick their ass but that’s their idea of a good time. Always has a knife on them. The people at the hardware store and the auto parts store know them. Do not text them in a crisis, they will respond “You good? 👀” 2 weeks later.

Sméagol: Really needs to stop dyeing their own hair and just go to therapy. Spends all their money on sushi. Loves themself but hates themself too, probably goth. Liable to end up in a t-shirt in the snow because they keep forgetting to buy a jacket. Monster energy enthusiast. No one is more shocked they’re still alive than they are.

Balrogs: Into MMA. Might have taken a boxing lesson once or twice and says they box. You’re not willing to find out. Tough motherfucker but will cry if you yell at them. Seems difficult to kill but will one day trip over a rock and fall to their death.

Eagles: If you look into their eyes you can tell Highway to the Danger Zone is playing in their head. Never around. Will wake up at 4:00 am to tow your car out of a ditch when no one else would answer their phone, so you can’t be mad at them for it. Somehow never gets cold. Thrives under stress.

Ringwraiths: The people you forget about until it’s too late. Liable to screenshot. You keep trying to ghost them but somehow they’re always in the group chat and at events you were sure they weren’t invited to. Does not wash their hands. You have to admit they dress really well but it’s only because they make a lot of money. Probably into crypto. Probably drives a Tesla.

Nazgûl: Ringwraith but without the money. Probably likes Elon Musk. Not willing to admit their parents pay for their apartment. Secretly wishes they could be a trophy husband/wife, might even have the body for it. Will talk to you about dropshipping.

Dragons: Nazgûl but with more money than a Ringwraith. Very talented at one or two things, thinks this will get them through life, it probably will. The insane wealth helps. Thinks everyone is jealous of them.

Horse: 4 legs. It’s not you. You’re not a horse.

#lord of the rings #lotr #Tolkien #jrr tolkien #tag yourself I’m Sméagol

[likeabxrdinflight]

I don't want to talk about this too much, but given there's been a recent escalation in the transphobic nonsense and, frankly, a flirtation with alt-right fascist sympathizers who agree with said transphobic nonsense, by the author who shall not be named, I'm wrestling a bit with the issue of my 11 year old cousin.

she's my first cousin's child, and I'm fairly close to her. she loves harry potter. she started reading the books several years before you know who went off the deep end, and at the time, I encouraged it and encouraged her parents to support that love of harry potter because I know from experience that harry potter is a gateway into a love of reading. and to some extent I was right- this kid is now reading the wicked books. she's so smart, and so capable of digesting these more complicated novels, and I can't bear the idea of anything ripping that love of reading away from her. nor would I ever want this kid to lose something that might give her comfort or an escape- god knows I remember how much fantasy and fiction, but harry potter especially, gave me a home when I felt lost and confused and alone.

and I know this kid's been having a hard time recently- she had to switch schools and, according to her grandmother (my aunt) she's had a hard time making new friends and is even being bullied a little. she might still need these stories.

...but she's getting older, and eventually, she's going to find out about what's been going on with the author of her favorite books. she's going to find out who this woman really is. her parents have kept her off social media this long, but I don't think they'll be able to do it much longer. kiddo turns 12 soon, she's in middle school...they (and I) can't shield her from the truth forever.

In many ways it's not really my place to have a conversation with her about transphobia and how to reckon with enjoying a piece of art without financially supporting the artist- that's her parent's job, maybe her school's. or it should be. I know I don't want to go over her parent's heads, I don't want to discuss this with her without their knowledge- not at this age, anyways. but I don't know if I trust her parents to have that conversation, or to really even know how- they're not exactly the number one LGBT allies in my family. I don't believe they're actively hateful, just...very cis and very straight and not particularly in the loop. and I definitely don't trust the public schools in a state that's very likely to try and pass a version of florida's "don't say gay" bill to do it.

if I was closer to her parents I think it would be easier to talk to them about this- but I'm really not, this girl's mother and I barely have a relationship (she's my actual first cousin, we barely speak.) I'm close to this child because I made an effort at larger family gatherings and I know how much she wanted a big sister/aunt figure- so I stepped in. and I love this kid, I really do, she's very sweet- but it's kind of awkward being close to her without having much more than a cordial relationship with her parents. so I have no idea how or when this should be addressed. just that it should, and I would like it to happen before her classmates or the internet makes her aware of the problem.

confounding all this is the reality that trans issues are about to become a whole conversation in my family as my brother's partner transitions. everyone met this partner when he was simply performing as a drag king and primarily used she/her pronouns in regular life. but now that he's coming out as a trans man, I'm expecting that to become an issue with some of the more conservative members of the family. I want to keep the kids from believing in any of that transphobia as best as I can- all the kids, not just this particular one- though she's the oldest and most likely to fully understand.

...I don't have a larger point here it just breaks my heart. the whole thing breaks my heart. I hate to be the one to have to explain to her that the author of a book series she loves would hate and oppose my brother's partner simply for being who he is. I hate it.

#discussion of you know who's transphobia

[mermaidsirennikita]

could be that that i'm getting a bit of a skewed perspective because of how my social media is curated but i'm seeing as much if not more hype around margot than ryan at this point? especially now that promo has kicked off and margot has some of the best red carpet promo styling that i've seen in recent memory.

Yeah, idk. I've seen a lot of hype around her outfits, and to be clear, these aren't just great promo outfits, but the BEST styling choices Margot has selected in basically her entire career. She is NOTORIOUS for having horrid style, lol, which I think is more noticeable because she's obviously a gorgeous, very conventionally attractive woman. Who should be easy to dress! But Kate Young is, frankly, super bad at her job and somehow botched it constantly (and not just with Margot). Andrew Mukamal started styling her more this year, and while I wouldn't say he's like... Law level, he really seems to have shown out for the Barbie press tour.

But, idk--Ken is having so much official promo dedicated to him. There's the "I'm Just Ken" song/promo tour. He's got the memorable parts of the teasers--the cheesing for the camera, the moment with the doctor, the sleepover. And the thing is, lol, Barbie is just as bland as Ken in doll form; she has more going for her, really, in that she has all the jobs. Ken just tends to get bumped up a lot in terms of being the Fun One, and to be fair that was a thing before this movie (Life in the Dreamhouse is another time I can remember Ken being the "meme worthy" one) but here it's even bigger.

I really do tend to wonder if some of it does have to do with Margot's career and rep kind of taking several hits before this. Although I loved Birds of Prey, it got zero support from DC and came out at a pretty unfortunate time; Amsterdam not only bombed, but made her look bad/hypocritical; she's gotten slammed a lot for not only the Russell association, but fawning over Brad Pitt in the press when backlash against him is rising; the 1920s movie was, I'll be honest, not only one of the worst movies I've seen in my life, but like... the pinnacle of an actress going so hard for an actor and ending up looking cringe as hell. You saw the attempt at rallying around her performance in online spaces, but she was never in serious contention because the truth was that the movie did laughably bad and her role was also really, really bad.

Whereas Ryan has been at this shit forever and had every form of image he could have without ever getting too bad. He was a teenybopper, he was a Rising Serious Star, he was a heartthrob, he was a part of a major tabloid relationship, he stepped back and settled down and became known as a wife and kids guy, he's done action, he's done comedy, he's tried real hard for an Oscar but, and this may be crucial lol, took time off after that didn't work. I'm not a stan, but I think he's been pretty smart about his career (and of course, had the benefit of being a cis white dude).

Idk. Margot just had a lot of bombs in a row for an actress in this stage of her career, in one case a LEGENDARILY major bomb; and we all know how harsh execs can be. But all of it could be my social media feed as well, where I think a lot of my mutuals are kind of over her. And part of it could also be the execs not knowing how to sell this movie and using Ken to be like "look how funny it is" because feminism is scary, even when it's the most basic, simplistic feminism on earth as Greta movies tend to specialize in.

[gay-sin]

should i be online if i'm stupid?

i hate being 22 and so stupid. i'm smarter than i've ever been but that's not saying much. i keep thinking that i'll get older and stop being stupid but then i just learn new ways that i'm stupid. i talk to old people looking for answers but they don't even have them! they are stupid too! fuck! i always seem to forget that everyone is so stupid even if they are incredibly old or incredibly smart. i want to know all of the things and i want to know them right now!! i know some things but not all the things and my stupidity often feels like a liability. sometimes, when i'm smart, my stupidity feels like a big open space for me to run around and grow into. but because i'm 22 and mostly thinking stupid thoughts and doing stupid things, i mostly think of my stupidity in stupid ways. i'm constantly afraid of being wrong. this is stupid because i'm wrong every day. sometimes i dig myself into stupid little holes because i'm so afraid of being perceived as stupid and that's... quite stupid. i just keep talking or typing until i have reassured myself enough times that what I'm saying isn't stupid. but then i live a little longer and prove myself wrong again. i've never been fully right about anything because there's always another way to see things, always another dimension i haven't yet considered. so yes. i'm increasingly terrified of being online. i'm afraid of exposing my big fat stupid brain to whoever is stupid enough to pay attention to it. but i'm beginning to reconsider. maybe we shouldn't all just shut up and go into our rooms, finish becoming ourselves, and only come out once we have something to say that's not stupid. because it will always be at least a little bit stupid. i don't have anything to add that's all that new or all that smart and i'm still not sure if it makes sense to post things online when I don't know who i'm talking to or what i'm talking about. but whatever.

i've been mostly off of social media for about half of a year. it's been so good for me because i would often go online to get some sort of recognition that i really can only get by looking at myself in the mirror and telling myself that i love myself and really meaning it. i'm still working on doing that so i'll probably be working on that forever. maybe i shouldn't abstain from the world until i'm all patched up. because as soon as i put a bandaid on my last papercut, i burn my hand on the hot pan because i'm stupid and forgot to use an oven mit. maybe tumblr is a better social media than instagram or tiktok or twitter or maybe they're all equally stupid shouts into a void. either way, i thought maybe i'd try again. i needed a new way to do it that didn't feel like the stupid old way. my friend meera told me to make a tumblr and here i am trying it and overthinking it and saying too much so that i can convince myself that this idea is not stupid. whatever. i'm actually quite certain that it's at least a little bit stupid of an idea and that's okay because i reserve the right to be stupid and wrong and grow and be better next time. so i'll be here, running around in my stupidity doing cartwheels, dancing around, putting on a stupid little show.

i might delete this blog soon or maybe not. it's a new experiment for me. if you're out there in the void, i hope you'll like my stupid little blog!!! <3

#new blog #art blog #artists on tumblr #stupid

[moisummertime]

I am not done changing Out on the run, changing I may be old and I may be young But I am not done changing

John Mayer - Changing

the past few days I've been rereading my old blog. I tried to see what I went through all those days where all I did was just crying every night, torturing myself with the thought that no one would never makes me happy like he did and blah blah blah. And reading that from the perspective of I am now feels weird and strange. I felt bad for what my old self had to go through, and all those days where she just had to be trapped in the idea that she doesn't deserve love was damn... I somehow glad I am right here, right now, in this state where I just surrender to whatever the universe put myself into. If I'm not fine now, I'll be fine later. I always be.

Revisiting those days somehow also make me feel more empowered and confident. Like I saw I went through those shits, I'm confident enough that can go through everything in this life. It wasn't just me, if things go wrong, everything take part in make that plot twist. Life isn't just suddenly feel jealous of you and want to see you suffer. Earlier today I had a talk about how uncomfortable changes can be, but change is just the only thing that is constant in life. Change of age, change of place, change of heart, change of emotion, the wheel of life will keeps going around, the earth rotate, and everything constantly developing and evolving. There's always new way of every part of life.

Comfort is temporary, and it's the only thing that disillusion people. Thinking that good days stays, but suddenly a tornado just destroy everything entirely and you have to start over. again. And the cycle never stops.

On the other side, the catastrophic days isn't gonna last forever. good days come, you'll see the sun again. You'll find yourself in comfort again. But then again how you respond to changes matter. So when things change, I'll just accept it. Okay, so what's next? Whether I divert my focus or embrace that change for a bit to feel the sense of it, that's def depends on me. I probably panic first for sure and getting some anxiety attack but it's not gonna last that long. My confidence ass knows what I can do better in such situation.

Having a priority.

Am I sad and anxious with the recent change at work and my personal life? Sure? Am I gonna drown it it? maybe a little bit. What I can do to make my life get better? Take my ass into that driver seat and start driving to the direction where I can and confident to go.

I'm for sure right now is too old to just seek temporal validation from men through social media, online dating, and even bar/club. I like when recruiter just spamming my LinkedIn messages and even asking me connection. Like it's so fucking noisy these days omg get in line people *blushed*

What's important to me now is to advance my career and get a lot of money. Thanks to my parents who never spoil me and my mom who always said that I shouldn't rely financially on anyone especially men (Thanks Dad for making my mom feel that way). So yeah, that's why although I met a lot of rich men, they're too boring for me. Like I need passionate person who chase his dream, fun, kind, and smart. The least thing I expect from their kind is money. Personality goes first ;) And def, the most important is connection. I might dated a lot of guys. I can count with 1 hand fingers how many men I have connection with. It's that rare, yes. That's why I appreciate it when I get one.

But then again, although love isnt my priority right now. Id welcome it if I were blessed to have it. Just because I have priority doesnt mean I neglect the other things in my life. Its like juggling. Everything takes turn to be on the top. You dont just spend 1 day focusing on work. Theres time to eat l, to chill, to spend time with your loved one, to get some quality me time. With some practice, we can do it.

I mean any radical shift that happen in life, it's definitely better to ride along with it. You see the wave comes, you surf. Always have a surfing board with yourself so you know what to do. Experiences is like a surfing board. Let's be honest, we all have gone through so many radical shifts in life. Breakups, covid, cheating, relocating, new job, death, etc. I don't know how people handle changes, but I always try to learn from it and add the experience to my library so I can use the reference to move forward in life. And the learning never stops. Of course, Im still well and alive so it will never stop. def gonna stop once I die hehe.

I remember I had this Tarot reading back in early 2021. Tarot reader is my best friend in navigating life. They don't predict your future, they just give reading of the card and help you be more mindful in navigating your present life in so you can be better in future.

Some psychic can see future but well, no one knows exactly. Because if you watch avengers and the ancient one explained how timeline works, your choice will determine it. So I got several interesting card in that sessions.

Seven of Swords, Page of Swords, Temperance, Empress, and Queen of Swords.

A lot of Sword cards. Sneaky, agile, nurturing, feminine, and Independent.

Im reading that again and see myself now. This woman was fucking right. I forgot about this reading and I was like... mindblown. My sad ass in 2021 seems like following her advice to navigate my life those times.

And the intuitive message that I got... maybe that's not that I'm "Spiritually Sensitive." I just read patterns better ;)

Growing older never feel this empowering. Wait, is it what it feels like when they said about someone who got their shit together? 😂

[a3r3n]

from the "Chasing Cupid" series

Nct High Stories presents...

★Rainbow★

A Jisung × reader Story

"The rainbow that looks like your smile"

🌼Pairing: Jisung × girl!reader

🌼Status: completed✔️

🌼Summary: Y/N has just moved to Seoul from her home country and finds herself now alone with her parents, but no friends. Fortunately, her neighbor Chenle is a guy her age, nice and fun to be with, and they eventually become friends, even attending the same International Class for Transfer Students at Nct High. But what will happen when y/n meets Chenle's friends, and one of them catches her eye? And what if things don't go as planned?

🌼Genre: social media!AU/ high school!AU / fluff / angst / strangers to lovers

⚠️Warnings: slight cursing, some spoilers at a certain point, ignore the timestamps

☆Chasing Cupid Series ☆

A/N: hello everyone! This is my first social media au, well actually this is my very first work here and I hope you'll like it!!

🌼Chapters:

[intro]

[1] ➪ a serious case of girls-phobia

[2] ➪ how to: self-friendzone urself

[3] ➪ orientation skills

[4] ➪ who let a wild animal in

[5] ➪ Jeno ur smart sometimes

[6] ➪ they didn't lose

[7] ➪ ✨bloomed✨

[8] ➪ #iship

[9] ➪ throw ur bra at him

[10] ➪ Cupid shot his arrow

[11] ➪ 99 reasons why Timothée Chalamet should marry you

[12] ➪ I feel betrayed

[13] ➪ the South Korean President?

[14] ➪ cricket sounds

[15] ➪ calm down gossip girl

[16] ➪ the pigeon is winning

[17] ➪ how to use a bit of tact

[18] ➪ I got hit by a bike

[19] ➪ ah yes, it's fear

[20] ➪ sweety honey sugary

[21] ➪ (sorry for the bad word)

[22] ➪ dumb

[23] ➪ you'll be cursed forever

[24] ➪ u don't wanna know how

[25] ➪ the five stages of grief

[26] ➪ elementary school soap opera

[27] ➪ how am I going to cope now

[28] ➪ I'd pay to be a mosquito rn

[29] ➪ Renjun's iconic backpack

[30] ➪ daisies hide bees

[epilogue]

©Aeren All Rights Reserved. Please do not copy, repost or translate any of my works.

#Spotify #kpop #kpop masterlist #kpop idols #nct #nct 127 #nct u #nct dream #wayv #mark #renjun #jeno #haechan #jaemin #chenle #jisung #jisung x reader #jisung x y/n #social media au #smau #kpop fanfiction

[torisprjngs]

i’ve been rewatching this season over the past few days and controversial opinion, it’s actually decent. crazy, i know, just bear with me. the main issue with this season isn’t the material itself, it’s how the material has been presented/developed.

examples:

love triangle to help isi understand the difference between platonic admiration and romantic infatuation? brilliant. making it last five weeks with little to nothing else in the background? unbearable

sascha being neglected by isi to highlight their tendency to be a bad friend and connecting this to a toxic friendship where isi is the victim? big brain. only focusing on it properly seven weeks in? painful

presenting a non-binary main who feels like they have to fit into multiple different boxes to please people around them? never done before in the skamverse. not taking time to continually develop this (even if only in the background) so it would make more sense later on in the season? no words.

ava apology? fucking finally. making it a single sub four minute clip? rage inducing, ava bby u deserve sm better

isi finally apologising to sascha for all they’ve done to him, recognising that they need to change and making a conscious effort to do so? brilliant self awareness. doing this but neglecting to properly focus on the beautiful black girl who’s gone through the same thing and been hurting for over a year? will piss me off forever

bringing back an old gen non cishet character to help a new gen non cishet character? probably the sexiest idea they had in that writer’s room. not following through with the queer party clip and not coming back to it since episode 6? when they catch these hands-

highlighting the struggle of umut understanding the changing identity of isi especially when he’s constantly in a toxic masculine environment (football)? so so smart. solving it in one conversation after a sudden character development from isi? frustrating.

childhood friends to lovers? bro sign me up. developing it properly at a time where sascha is barely on screen? no one hmu im mourning

my point here is, the writers genuinely had the right idea when developing this season and if you rewatch the season from beginning to now, especially episode seven, you can see it.

these writers have clearly never written for skam before and we’re so used to the format but it’s actually very different to all other forms of tv writing because content has to come out constantly and you have to think of social media and how these characters’ relationships change all the time and in REAL TIME.

i just dont think they realise how short ten weeks is: in under three months you have to constantly present and develop stories for the main to make the season well rounded and hope the audience feel like they’ve learnt something. but also how long ten weeks is: focusing on one thing (eg the love triangle) is fine, but you have to have something(s) going on in the background too that are being equally developed so your audience doesn’t get bored/tired of constantly seeing specific characters.

#druck #i genuinely think that last bit is why people hate lou so much #if they made that friendship distinction like two episodes earlier she would have been a fan fave ik it #like there was a time where if she wasn’t in the clip she was at least mentioned or referred to #just don’t associate people with criss cross apple sauce if you want us to like them #ava don’t worry i will avenge you #ismail #ismail inci

[moonlightchn]

𝖂𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊 𝕾𝖕𝖊𝖆𝖐𝖘 🌓

HEWWO HEWWOOO IT IS A ME!!! CHANNIE!!!! EEEEEEEE did you misssssss me~? 😌😌😌 it's ok if you did you can admit it it's fine! hehe~

HOW AREEEEE YOU GUYS it's been a while hasn't it? 🤔 been so busy around here we barely get to breath anymore!!! with been so busy I mean I've been sleeping a ton and focusing on myself. i MEAN I've also been home and working with the pack and learning new stuff i didn't know alphas had so many responsibilities i mean I did know but I didn't think we had so many like yknow stuff??? now I see why chans always BUSY did you know there's a wolves association???? insane!!!

anywho sometimes a social media break can be v refreshing tho have you tried it 🥴🥴🥴 disconnecting is so sexey sometimes uwu gave me actual time to be adulting amd try new things! what have you been up to tho ??? as you can see I DYED MY HAIR AYEEEEE 💇🏻 it was v brief because I'm bad at maintaining my hair my hairstylist HATES ME JDNEJDJD did you know I've been going to the same lady forever now she's so nice she hates I slowly kill my curls as she SAYS 🧍🏻‍♂️🧍🏻‍♂️ I think they're v good still just a bit freezy JWHWJWJSJ

mmmm other than that nothing much been going on with me I've been learning how to take better care of pickle 🐸 🐸 🐸 I got him this huuuge new terrarium a few months back and I've FINALLY managed to make it look PRETTY EEEEEE 🥺 I think he loves it cuz he buries himself a lot in it and baths in the small pond!!! been contemplating a new froggie lately but they're so territorial I bet pickle woukd pick FIGHTS 🙄🙄🙄 been also having some rlly eye opening 4am chats with my sister it's crazy how fast they grow up and how smart kids these days are big brains girl if you ask me anyway this all the updates from me let me not bore you anymore hhhhhh I'll be around again been missing having friends 😌 trying this new thing called getting out of my shell, hit me up to go out maybe if you're free AYEE 🥴😩

#channie speaks #might remember to do tags might not remember #i havent updated the lists in forever #rip

[married-to-google-translater]

I don't know if you can make this request, but I would be grateful if you could. What would the reaction be Yanderes! Azul, Riddle, Malleus, Vil and Idia to discover the reader who is a games streamer? Perhaps the reader also receives several gifts from his fans, some even perverted and strange.

Part 1/2 to Idia, Malleus and Vil

Idia Shroud

Idia initially thinks you are perfect for him.

He spends several hours watching your game videos and streams.

And first, this is enough for him.

But then Idia realizes that he is certainly not alone with his love.

There are certainly many crazy people among your followers who want to kidnap you and do very sick and dirty things with you.

( Hypocrisy may not be a familiar word to Idia )

That’s why Idia would like to protect you.

The idea of protecting him loved one makes him very happy.

The kidnapping is most likely.

He does his best not to sound like an obsessive superfan

( And I can tell you that Idia fails badly )

But the most important thing for him is that you can be safe and happy.

Idia would surely hack your social media and let everyone know that you quit "for personal reasons"

This would reportedly be the best for everyone.

But you can always play with him if you want.

" I-I know this situation can upset you but I wanted to protect you from your dangerous fans... No, I'm not talking about myself now. Stop looking at me like thah I was about doing this just to- Ortho where is that notepad where I wrote down everything I had to say? Thank you. Well, that's where we were?"

Malleus Draconia

Malleus really wouldn’t understand your little hobby.

He really doesn’t understand why you play when so many people are watching you.

The biggest turning point occurs when he realizes that the big number under your stream means the people watching you behind the screen.

This evokes his own dragon instincts.

And at the same time as he realizes it, Malleus will cut off the electricity from your apartment.

After that, the kidnapping takes its place very quickly.

Malleus really can’t stand the idea of ​​other people looking at you while making the creator know what.

You needlessly wait for Malleus to give you any smart devices after the abduction.

He is greedy and wants to be the only one who can watch you all day.

In addition, Malleus is afraid that you will leave him alone.

He thinks this arrangement is much better.

"Y/N I know you are not happy but my dear you do not think clearly. I know your fans are trying to twist your world of thought about me. They're trying to take you away. But I promise I won’t let you go my love. We are together forever"

Vil Schoenheit

So your publicity is based on sitting in your room all day playing video games?

Oh my darling you will most certainly be able to do something better.

And Vil is here to show you how to do it right.

This may be a drastic lifestyle change but he assures you that it is best for you.

Vil would accept the existence of your fans as long as he never needed to see them.

But he wouldn’t let you go back as a streamer.

That, Vil thinks, is a waste of your skills and talent.

You will soon have a complete career transformation ahead of you even if you don’t want it.

If you tried to resist Vil would not listen or care.

He is doing this for you so you should be grateful to him.

You will have a happy ending and he is sure of it.

"Y/N I will try to help you so stop resisting. I do this because I love you and want the best for you. I don’t want to punish you again so don’t force me"

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twst #twst #twst x reader #yandere twst x reader #vil schoenheit #yandere vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #yandere vil schoenheit #malleus draconia #yandere malleus draconia x reader #malleus draconia x reader #yandere malleus draconia #yandere idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #yandere idia shroud #idia shroud x reader

[cinnaminsvga]

🌷 social media au where y/n posts an advertisement looking for a new place to stay that is closer to campus, causing seven upperclassmen to make it their mission to recruit her into their dormitories 🌷

A/N: THIS TOOK FOREVER AND I KINDA RUSHED IT AT THE END BUT HOPEFULLY IT MAKES SENSE?? anyway, yoongi didn’t do anything stupid (depending on your definition of stupid) so no need to worry about him being cringey,,, i spared you all from the secondhand embarrassment but i won’t be so kind next time!! anyway... enjoy || W.C. 3.8K

prev // part 11 // next masterlist here.

By the time Seokjin’s phone begins to ring, Yoongi can already feel the dread settle deep inside his bones. The familiar coil of anxiety tightens around his throat like a vice, and Yoongi has to remember how to breathe to keep himself from fainting like a corseted Victorian lady. 

“Well, that must be her!” Seokjin chimes, promptly declining your call without a glance. Yoongi catches a glimpse of your contact photo anyway: it’s an unflattering angle of you from below your neck, giving the illusion of a multitude of chins. If it were any other time, Yoongi might have smiled like a lovesick fool. 

“Don’t you dare let her in here,” Yoongi seethes. He tries to sound menacing, but the effect is severely diminished by how badly his voice cracks. He tugs at Seokjin by the sleeve, but the older man refuses to budge. “Hyung, I’m serious. I know what you’re trying to do.”

“Are you done live-tweeting your confusion now? Finally got the memo? I always knew you were a smart boy,” Seokjin laughs, patting Yoongi on the shoulder with his tomato sauce-covered tongs. “Since we’re on the same page now, why don’t you change clothes while I finish cooking? I know your entire wardrobe is composed of the free t-shirts you got from job fairs, but it would do well to wear a clean, unstained shirt.”

Yoongi swipes at him, hissing like the catboy that he is. “You’re the one who wiped shit on me, asshole. And yes, I figured out what you are trying to do. You think you’re so slick, but I know that you’re just trying to embarrass me in front of Y/N!”

Seokjin shrugs. “It isn’t like I’m trying to be slick. I embarrass you all the time. Besides, I’m setting you up on a date with the love of your life! You should be thanking me, if I’m being honest.”

Yoongi stammers, his jaw dropping in shock. “Love of my–?”

Seokjin waves his tongs in his face, silencing him. “Oh, hush. Don’t even try to hide it, Yoongi. I figured out that you like Y/N. Your weird behavior finally makes sense! After years of you avoiding her, I always thought you were just bad at forming human connections, but turns out you’ve got a gigantic heart boner for my best friend!”

“Please don’t phrase it like that,” Yoongi groans, smashing his head against his kitchen counter. He hopes a few brain cells might have died, just so he can stop processing the words coming out of Seokjin’s mouth. “Actually, just please stop talking.”

Seokjin snorts in exasperation as if Yoongi was the dramatic one between them. “Point is, this is a favor that I’ve chosen to grant you from the goodness of my heart! As I said, I’m giving you the love life you deserve! So stop whining and get moving before Y/N gets up here.”

“There isn’t any goodness nor a heart inside of you. And more importantly, when was the last time you did anything for free, you capitalist bastard!”

Seokjin clicks his tongue, shaking his head. “That’s where you’re wrong, Yoongi-chi. You’ve already paid me for my services by offering me front row seats to watch you lose your fucking mind. And that, my friend, is priceless.”

“Aha! So you do admit that this is all just a ploy to humiliate me!” Yoongi shouts. He grabs a knife from his scabbard, pointing it threateningly at Seokjin. He doesn’t even flinch, instead gently guiding Yoongi by the wrist over to the chopping board where he had placed some garlic cloves beforehand. Without prompting, Yoongi’s hand begins to move, his culinary instincts taking over.

“Yes and no,” Seokjin admits as he grabs Yoongi’s cast iron pan from the top shelf (which he has never gotten to use since he bought it, ever since Seokjin had borrowed it once and placed it too high for him to retrieve.) “I’m honestly trying to help you out here, my dude. Besides, even if shit hits the fan, Y/N isn’t gonna think any less of you. She’s too much of an idiot to resent anyone.”

“Speaking from experience?” Yoongi huffs, eyeing him with intense vitriol. “Can’t say I understand how she’s gone this long without killing you.” The next time the two of them are alone together in the wilderness, he can’t promise that his hands won’t find their way around Seokjin’s throat, and it won’t be sexy.

“Hmm. Yeah, definitely,” he says, nodding absentmindedly. As he begins to season the steak, he hands the cast iron pan to Yoongi. “Start preheating this. We need it to be smoking hot before we can place the steak on there.”

“I know how to cook a steak, fucker. And who said you’re allowed to serve my Wagyu steak? I was saving that for a special occasion!”

Seokjin looks up from his ministrations long enough to raise a brow at him. “So going on your first ever date with Y/N isn’t considered a special occasion?”

Yoongi falters, eyes widening. “N-no, that’s not what I mean!” he defends hotly, but he quickly snaps out of it. “Wait, no! This is not a date! Not when both parties did not agree to any of this!”

Seokjin pauses from his cooking to place a perfectly manicured hand on his hip. “I mean, Y/N agreed to it, so are you going to reject her? Huh? Too good for her and my spaghetti?”

Yoongi scoffs, rolling his eyes. “No, she did not agree to this. She doesn’t even know you’re forcing her to eat lunch with me.”

“How can you say that with such certainty?” Seokjin challenges, puffing his cheeks. “You don’t even know what I told her!”

Except I do know what you said, Yoongi thinks darkly to himself. And more importantly, I know what she thinks you were implying. He is pretty sure that the words “crush on him during high school” have seared themselves underneath his eyelids forevermore.

But instead, he says, “Yeah, well. If what you told her is as vague as what you told me, I have a pretty good hunch that this is going to blow up into a huge misunderstanding.”

Like the absolute menace that he is, all Seokjin does is shrug nonchalantly. “Suppose you are right… Who cares? It’s not like the two of you are strangers, so I’m sure this is going to go great!”

“What the fuck? She is a stranger! I’ve literally only spoken two words to her in the past four years!” Yoongi seethes, his temple throbbing from an oncoming migraine. 

Seokjin ignores him, as per his want. “Grab that plate, will you? I gotta plate the pasta before Y/N starts calling again to let her into the building,” he says, nudging the tongs into Yoongi’s hands. Yoongi squawks, quickly turning the stove off to keep the food from burning. 

Seokjin tears off his (read: Yoongi’s) apron off, wiping his hands on his jeans with a quick smile. “Great! While you finish up here, I’ll distract Y/N for a bit in my room before I lead her in here, alright? You better hurry unless you want to keep her waiting!”

“Oh, like how you kept her waiting downstairs for the past–” Yoongi checks his wall clock, “–seven minutes?”

Seokjin cackles madly, rushing out the door. “Well, that’s where you and I differ, Yoongi-chi! I give no shits about how Y/N thinks about me, so good luck!” After sending Yoongi three flying kisses for good measure, Seokjin slams the door shut, leaving Yoongi to simmer in his bad life choices.

The worst choice that he’s ever made? Being friends with one (1) Kim Seokjin.

“God, just end me,” Yoongi mutters, placing his $80 steak on his pan. It sizzles deliciously, much like how his (nonexistent) love life is about to get burnt to a crisp.

x x x x x

“Took you long enough.” You watch as Seokjin taunts you with a funny little dance by the lobby of his dormitory, the building receptionist not even batting an eye at his eccentricity. That’s the sad side effect of living in close proximity with Seokjin: you start getting desensitized to most things, not even flinching at the sight of a man without a functioning central nervous system.

Seokjin slides his card to open the door, finally allowing you entry. “Sorry. Got busy preparing your lunch! Which by the way, you should be thanking me for.”

“The moment I thank you for anything is the day that you slip on your own cum and die,” you grouse, nudging past him to get on the elevator first. You punch the button for the 5th floor before rapidly trying to close the elevator door on him. Unfortunately, Seokjin makes it in time before his ass gets clamped by the two steel doors.

“Thinking about my cum? Oh my, Y/N… I know you’ve had a dry spell for too long, but I didn’t think you’d be that desperate for some of my butter,” Seokjin says, leaning closely to wink at you.

Against your will, your cheeks brighten furiously, weakly pushing Seokjin away from you. “You wish. At least I don’t spend my spare time loitering outside the campus gym to ogle all the sweaty hot people.”

“And the invitation to join me still stands by the way!” Seokjin singsongs, leaping out of the elevator once you reach his floor. You walk side by side until you reach his room, but you catch him shooting a furtive glance at his next-door neighbor.

“Is Yoongi joining us for lunch?” you ask, failing to keep your curiosity from showing in your voice. If Yoongi does end up joining you for lunch (which has never happened in the past four years, convincing you that he must have a personal grudge against you), then at least it can confirm to you straight away that whatever this “date” is just another prank by Seokjin. You don’t know if you should be disappointed or grateful if it is just a joke.

Seokjin beams in response, a mischievous twinkle in his eye. “You know what? He is going to join us, actually!” 

He had been in the midst of unlocking his dorm when he changes direction, leading you to Yoongi’s door instead. He rifles through his other keys, and you notice one of them looks similar to his own house key, except with a Hello Kitty sticker on it. He pulls that key out and promptly unlocks Yoongi’s door without missing a beat.

What kind of weirdo must Yoongi be to give Seokjin a spare key to his dorm? You’d rather shit out a cactus than let Seokjin have free entry to your home whenever he pleases.

You hesitate by Yoongi’s door, feeling nervous all of a sudden. “Um, Seokjin? Are you sure it’s okay for me to–?”

“HONEY I’M HOOOOME!” Seokjin’s loud guffaw cuts you off before you can finish your question. He bursts through the door and leaves you by the hallway, and you watch as he nearly tackles Yoongi to the ground.

Yoongi, despite looking like he’s half the size of Seokjin on a good day, manages to keep upright despite how his back is now bent parallel to the floor. “Get off me!” he yells, roughly pushing Seokjin off of him. 

Seokjin tumbles to the floor, but the shit-eating grin on his face hardly wavers. He points at you by the doorway, a cheeky grin on his lips. “Look, Yoongi-chi! I brought a guest!”

Yoongi spares you half a glance before returning his attention to whatever he was cooking. “I suppose you did.”

Okay, this date is definitely a joke. Why the hell did you even think for a second that Seokjin might have been into you?

“Um,” you stutter nervously. You grind your heel into the carpet self-consciously, your gaze downcast. “Hello, Yoongi. Sorry for the intrusion, by the way…”

“It’s fine,” Yoongi replies, albeit a little curtly. He clears his throat, his face still tilted away from you so you can’t tell if he’s genuinely annoyed or not. 

You point a glare at Seokjin, who looks shamelessly pleased with himself. After taking a deep breath, you take your first steps into Yoongi’s home before gently closing the door.

As you look around at your new surroundings, you notice that his home is a lot cleaner than you would have expected, though you’re not exactly sure what you should have expected in the first place. It’s minimalist, but not in a barren type of way; it’s seems like Yoongi is fond of simple designs more than anything. It’s certainly a nice change of pace compared to Seokjin’s abomination of a room, with his vaguely yellow-stained bedsheets. 

The smell of freshly cooked pasta and meat being grilled catches your senses immediately. You watch as Yoongi flips over a hefty piece of steak, the aroma causing your mouth to salivate instantly. 

“I… What is… Huh?” you start, not knowing what to ask. You catch Seokjin snickering quietly to himself, but promptly shuts up when you mime punching him in the dick.

“It’ll be finished in a second. Why don’t you sit down?” Yoongi announces quietly, his gaze still fixed away from you. Confused but left with no other choice, you tentatively make your way to his couch, unable to relax as your spine remains ramrod straight and your jaw stays clenched. 

You hear Seokjin shuffling behind you until he eventually makes his way to sit with you, plopping onto the couch as if it were his home. “Ah… I’m soooo hungry. Smells good, doesn’t it?” he asks you, his brow wiggling too much to be considered normal. Either that, or he was having a stroke.

“Yeah, it does,” you say, greatly uncomfortable. You peek at Yoongi once more, who is still dutifully attending to the steak. Making sure he isn’t looking, you twist Seokjin by the nipple, causing the elder to let out a high-pitched squeal. To an outsider, it might have almost sounded like he was being pleasured. 

“Ouch! What the fuck was that for?” Seokjin whines, rubbing his tenderized nipples. 

“You know what that was for,” you hiss, keeping your volume low. “What the hell are we doing here? Why are you making Yoongi cook for us?!”

“For us? It’s for you!” Seokjin snaps back. “Didn’t you say you would only come over if you got fed? Well, this is how you get fed!”

“I was under the assumption that you would be feeding me, not him!” you seethe. You check back on Yoongi, who still hasn’t looked your way once. “The poor boy… No wonder he doesn’t like me! He must think I’m as bad as you!”

Seokjin snorts. “Of course he likes you! This whole lunch date wouldn’t have even fucking happened if he wasn’t assdeep in lo–”

“Lunch is finished,” Yoongi interrupts loudly, his spatula rattling loudly against his pan. The sudden noise makes you jump away from Seokjin, who appears vaguely triumphant. 

“T-thanks,” you stutter, standing up and resisting the random urge to shake his hand. Everything about this situation is so tense and awkward that it feels like you’re being filmed for a prank Youtube video or something. Knowing Seokjin, the odds of that happening are great. 

“That’s my cue to leave then! Bye! You guys have fun!” Seokjin says, jumping to his feet. 

You vaguely hear Yoongi gasp quietly when you launch yourself at Seokjin, just narrowly keeping from escaping. “Oh no, you don’t! Who said you could leave? You’re not going anywhere!”

But like the slippery snake that he is, Seokjin manages to wriggle out of your arms and hop over Yoongi’s coffee table to get to the door. “Too bad! I have classes to get to, so I gotta blast! Use this time to get to know each other or whatever it is that kids do these days,” he says, winking salaciously. With one final sputter of (evil) laughter, Seokjin makes his exit, leaving you and Yoongi to fester in some good ol’ fashioned discomforting silence.

“Um,” you say, just as Yoongi opens his mouth to say something too.

“No, you go first–”

“You go ahead–”

The two of you pause mid-sentence, staring at each other. You grin sheepishly at him, motioning for him to speak first. 

He returns your smile half-heartedly. “So, um… I just wanted to say I’m sorry for letting Seokjin rope you into this. I tried stopping him, but… You know how he is.”

You laugh, sounding a little crazed even to your own ears. That’s the longest sentence you’ve ever heard him speak! 

“Yeah, believe me… I am intimately aware of how he is. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t,” you joke. 

Amazingly, your little quip makes his smile widen, his cheeks puffing up imperceptibly. “Glad we can agree that Seokjin has the amazing ability to ruin people’s lives. It’s almost welcoming to find solidarity in a shared experience.”

“Shared experience? Try shared trauma. That dude is a walking serotonin sucker,” you say dryly. 

You don’t think what you said was remotely funny enough to warrant a laugh, but it causes Yoongi to let out a loud snort regardless. But the amusement on his face is short-lived, his cheeks going red in embarrassment. He slaps a hand to his mouth, breaking eye contact once more. “Oh fuck, that was so unflattering,” he groans, clearly mortified.

His blush, multiplied by his shy demeanor, makes you want to coo at him, but you doubt he’d take that too kindly. So instead, you change the subject to save him. “So, uhh… The food? You don’t have to give me any, by the way. I wouldn’t want you to waste your lunch on me or anything.”

Yoongi snaps out of his previous embarrassment, returning to the more familiar stoic expression you’ve come to associate with Yoongi. “No, that’s fine. Seokjin–er, rather… I made enough for two people, so it would be a waste if you didn’t eat at least some of it. But I don’t care either way if you want it or not.”

For two people? you wonder. So Yoongi had known Seokjin wasn’t going to join for lunch?

“Oh, if it’s fine with you…” you trail off, meekly making your way towards him. The spaghetti and steak look absolutely delicious, though you don’t need to tell him that when your stomach speaks for you. “Oh shit, that’s so embarrassing,” you say, your cheeks heating up this time.

Yoongi chuckles, shaking his head. “Haven’t eaten breakfast yet, I assume? That’s pretty stupid if you ask me. Don’t you have class until 5? How the hell would you have survived until then?”

You choke in surprise. Where did all that sass suddenly come from? “Excuse me? I’m not stupid! I would’ve been fine with a sandwich from the cafeteria if you must know!” you say indignantly. You’re too busy being offended that you don’t fully comprehend his words, failing to notice how he had known you had class until 5 in the first place.

“Sure, whatever you say.” Rolling his eyes, Yoongi starts shifting through his cupboards and pulling out a pink tupperware. He begins to load them with food, nearly overflowing the containers with how much he tries to stuff in them.

“H-hey! What are you doing?”

“Packing your lunch. You have class in a bit, yeah? It’s almost 11:50 and it takes around 15 minutes to get to the main campus. You won’t have time to eat here and make it in time,” he says, pointing you with a look. “Wait. Did you have coffee this morning?”

“Yeah? So?” you ask, defensive. “Are you gonna call me stupid again for not having caffeine or something?”

“No,” he grunts. “If you’re caffeinated, then that means it should only take you 7 minutes to get to class.”

“That doesn’t even make sense!” you exclaim, but you can’t help letting out an incredulous laugh. “Wow. You’re kinda weird, did you know that?”

“You barely even know me, so how would you know?” he retorts. He finishes placing food into the tupperware and promptly clicks the lid in place. He offers it to you, smirking slightly.

You huff, but your ire is all for show. You aren’t actually annoyed by him–he’s just… different from what you expected. A little shy, a little rough around the edges… but you can tell he isn’t a bad guy. You understand why Seokjin loves to torment him; he seems like a fun person to tease. 

“That can be amended,” you respond, taking the tupperware from him. Your fingers graze the backs of his hand by accident, causing him to quickly retract his hand as though he’d been burned. You nearly drop the container in surprise, but luckily your reflexes save your precious food just in time. 

“Sorry. About… you know.” Yoongi gesticulates wildly, his gaze darting anywhere but at you. 

You smile secretly to yourself, amused. Ah. He’s like a human seesaw. Blushy one second and grumpy the next. “No worries, Yoongi. I’ll be sure to return this container soon, so don’t you worry.”

Yoongi shrugs. “Keep it if you want. I don’t care either way.��

Says the guy who has an entire cupboard full of color coordinating food containers. “Roger that, Yoongi.”

Yoongi walks you out the door, pausing outside the hallway with you. “Do you…” he hesitates, swallowing loudly enough for you to hear. “Do you… want me to walk you out?”

His sudden offer almost makes you want to laugh, but you have a feeling he wouldn’t find it amusing at all. Instead, you just shake your head with a smile. “Don’t worry. I won’t get lost. I think I remember where the door is.”

He pouts, his lips jutting out cutely. “Yeah, well. I was just trying to be nice, but you do you.”

You giggle lightly, patting him on the shoulder. “Don’t worry. You were more than nice,” you say, winking for added effect. It does more than you thought it would, causing Yoongi’s cheeks to bloom once more.

With one last wave, you make your way out of the dormitory, your heart a little lighter than before. 

“Huh. That was weird.” You glance at the pink little tupperware in your hands, its warmth keeping your hands safe from the winter chill. As you walk to class, your thoughts are filled with nothing but a shy boy with soft hands and even softer cheeks. Maybe Tuesday isn’t going to be so bad after all.

#btsghostie #bts social media au #bts smau #bts texts #bts fake texts #bts x reader #bts smut #bts fluff #bts #bts scenarios #bts imagines #jungkook x reader #taehyung x reader #jimin x reader #yoongi x reader #namjoon x reader #hoseok x reader #seokjin x reader

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Hi!😁 I'll give you another ship with my dear Lucifer morningstar from Lucifer cuz as it turns out I'm a hoe for a lot of characters but what can ya do? Thank you!

Aw hell yii, somebody's talkin' my lingo! 😎

Who the fuck put the Peeps in the microwave?: Lucifer. And no, it's not because he actually likes them or is curious about what would happen; he's seen plenty of Youtube videos enough to know exactly what happens. No . . . It's far more malicious . . . Generally speaking, you don't like the constant comparison of cats to the devil. But after getting to actually meet The Devil, you think that those believers might be on to something. Lucifer's whorey ways bleeds into his need for attention like red bleeds into white in the wash, and he's completely shameless about it. For example, if he feels like you may be focusing too much on work or, gasp, other people besides him, you run the risk of encountering a very . . . mischievous Luci. Not that he's not already a prankster, but he somehow becomes a bit more childish. Catlike in some respects. He puts your mugs up higher than what you can normally reach without having to climb on the countertop. He joins you at your kitchen table while you're reading over files for work and puts on his most angelic face, insisting he just wants to keep you company and will be as quiet as vermin in Dear Old Dad's house . . . then proceed to obnoxiously click a pen while pretending to solve a word problem, or eat cheese puffs obnoxiously loud. And then . . . the Peeps: The absolute prettyboy bastard used your microwave as a casualty of war, plopping the unplated, mutant-colored marshmallows directly on the glass and letting them go. To be fair, it technically didn't ruin anything. But at least he had your attention now -- because after fussing at him for making a mess, you were currently supervising him scrubbing not only the effected areas of the glass dish, but the rest of the microwave as well. Unfortunately, you can't say a lesson was really learned because now Luci knows that if he wants to get a rise out of you, what he needs is a bunch of candies from the bargain bin.

Who forgot to put the cat out before sex?: It's not that either of you forgot the cat was there -- it was that Lucifer wanted the bloody animal to give the both of you some privacy. And because Lucifer forgot the cat was there. He was simply too busy embracing you in a liplock and laying you down on the couch to notice the glaring eyes of the cat you had rescued from the shelter. Thankfully, you two didn't get very far before the lovingly-named Lucipurr released a meow, indicating that he had become flesh and bone in the few hours it had been since you'd last fed him. Suffice to say, after a startled Lucifer flung himself off of you and onto the floor, nearly breaking his ass on the coffee table (and the laughing fit that had induced on your end), the mood was killed. For the next fifteen minutes, that is. The next time he tried anything, Lucifer made sure that his efforts would be continued in the bedroom (but not before he did a complete check of every nook and cranny in there to make sure the furry bastard wasn't trying anything).

Who posts Vines/TikToks of the other doing embarrassing shit?: Lucifer absolutely lacks boundaries. The moment he discovered smartphones, social media, and all their potential, he was all in and recording as many videos of friends and coworkers as he could in as many awkward or unideal situations as they came. You felt bad for Dan being his constant target, but you were somewhat sure that Dan felt bad for you in a way: After all, you were dating the freaking guy and yet Lucifer had few qualms about posting a video of you, drunkenly singing karaoke in what was supposed to be a private room? Harsh.

Who breaks the most phones?: Lucifer does. He's not necessarily careless, but his part-time occupation does lead him to circumstances that tend to put his phone in danger. You, Chloe, Dan, literally everyone has told him to just leave his phone in the car if he's going to get it broken that often while on the job, but the dumbass never learns. Not that he really seems to care all that much: With his wealth, he can always buy a new one. Though, the only times he gets frustrated is when photos or videos don't quite make it to the transfer and things get lost along the way. Funny photos, suggestive videos, photos and videos of you . . . Photos and videos of you being funny or suggestive . . . Downright pornographic videos he had recorded of you -- Though don't worry: He's sure you'll be more than happy to help recreate the latter. He'd gladly help you . . .

Who dies first?: It should go without saying. It really should. But that doesn't make it hurt any less. Lucifer was always one to get caught up in his indulgences, after all: Somewhere along the way, he must've gotten too swept up in the thrill, the feeling of adoration. He tells himself this but it's really just denial. Closer to the truth is that it all really was just denial: He denied the idea that you would ever leave him, that you would ever die. Luci was never good with his own thoughts and feelings, but the way you made him feel was nearly enough to convince him that, in some way, you would just plain live forever. But of course, this was not the case: It didn't matter that you were fantastical enough to love and be loved by the Devil; you were still very much a human. Very much mortal. So susceptible to things like time and illness and injury. Lucifer was the King of Indulgences. It was extremely rare for him to experience regret. But when your time inevitably ran out, remorse filled him like smoke filled his lungs with every cigarette he ran through from the moment your funeral arrangements were decided. He could never regret knowing you, as much as part of him thought doing so would spare him this pain. He tried to think of how much better he might've been had he never met you, and it always felt like he was stuck in his own personal Hell Loop with everything going wrong over and over no matter how hard he tried to change it. He regretted that for as much time as he lived up with you, he felt like he didn't use nearly enough of that time to just . . . enjoy you. You in your mortality, your fleeting beauty and love that would nonetheless haunt him for however long he might go on for. So maybe . . . for eternity? This didn't feel like his own personal Hell Loop: This was his own personal Hell Loop. And until he learned to forgive himself, it would never end. So he'd be stuck here for maybe . . . eternity.

Which one I could see as being lactose intolerant: Neither. Unless they get brought down to mortal enough, Celestials generally don't suffer ailments, let alone from things like food allergies.

Who thinks they can do something really well even though they can't?: Lucifer . . . It's not that he's not smart. But by Dad, he is lacking in so much self-awareness that it can be maddening. He thinks he's pretty good at following Dr. Linda's advice (and, to an extent, he's progressing). But the fact of the matter is, he's incredibly troubling at best. Not nearly as bad as some patients, mind you, but when Linda admitted to you that one or two sessions of Lucifer completely misinterpreting her advice nearly drove her to consider adding a secret bar into her desk, you believed her and didn't blame her for one bit.

Who is more likely to get kicked out of bed?: Lucifer is a changed devil. But it's a very slow change. You're more than happy to understand and accept this, but that doesn't mean you have to let him and his issues walk all over you. Sometimes, the big dummy just says or does things without thinking -- or because he thought too hard and thought this was the best decision to avoid further strife. And you try to be patient with him about these tendencies, you really do. But that doesn’t erase your ability to be upset by these habits, or your right to be. And no amount of him buttering you up is going to be acceptable, even when he comes by your place, armed with a dish he so thoughtfully prepared for you. Nope, he can literally go to Hell with that (really, you’re sure the demons there would appreciate a nice beef wellington); you just need some space. Ironically, this may create a cycle wherein his need to make you happy again and have your attention on him drives him to constantly hover around you and attempt to win you over, which in turn just further frustrates you. It’ll likely keep going until you either snap or a loved one pulls Luci to the side and gives him a heads up that maybe he should respect your boundaries. After all, intention isn’t the problem here: It’s the actions taken. And as much as it hurts him knowing that he accidentally hurt you, he has to respect your need for time to cool off. He forces himself to go back to his place and tries to think less about how he feels and more about how you might feel, and try to work out ways to avoid similar incidents in the future. And even though the conclusions he comes to may not be perfect, you at least respect the effort -- particularly when he next sees you, no longer armed with snacks from your favorite bakery or bouquet-carrying teddy bears. Instead, all he has is an apology. It’s sheepish, and it feels foreign to someone who rarely experiences shame or regret, but you know his whole heart is in it even if he himself doesn’t understand entirely why that is. Which is good because that’s just part one of the process; part two involves him warming up that spot in your bed that’s reserved for him!

Who uses the computer the most?: You, absolutely. Lucifer's adorably but altogether completely crap when it comes to technology. Besides, he can easily find other things with which to amuse himself, and doing the paperwork is for other people anyway.

Thank you sooooo much for participating again!!! It really means a lot!!! ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

#lucifer morningstar x reader #lucifer morningstar imagines #lucifer morningstar imagine #lucifer imagine #lucifer imagines #character ship meme #character ask meme #regrettablewritings #thanks for your patience by the way! i would've had this up last night but i went out with family for the evening!

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I think you've horribly misread the situation [shitty roommate pt 2] - leo x reader

wc: 2.3k

genre: contemporary drama, you're definitly going to get second hand embarrassment, cozy fluff

pairing: leo x reader, attempted isabella x leo

reader: gender neutral, they/them

requested: hell yeah

warnings: mild swearing, roommate tries to steal your man once again, mentions of various mainstream vampire media (twilight, the vampire diaries etc.), brief mention of castlevania (even though i haven't seen it yet lol), breif mention of videogames and assassins creed, very mild delusion (roommate is secretly convinced leo is a vampire that's in love with her), attempted age gap relationship (she's 17 and leo's 19, he shuts that down real fast), very bad poetry

summary: You and Leo are both looking foward to spending a long weekend together, and Leo is determined not to let anything interrupt it, even if it means turning down your roommate's attempts to seduce him in the kitchen.

a/n: absolutley no hate or shade or judgement to anyone who has the same or similar traits as isabella!!!!!! at her core she's annoying because she's the antagonist, not bc of any isolated trait or traits

also she's shitty cause she keeps trying to steal your boyfriend?????

Edit: I forgot to mention before, but this is a college au where you're both still demigods, so you went to camp and on quests and stuff together

This weekend is going to be all about recharging. Recharging from the ridiculous back to back closing and opening shifts at work, recharging from having to redo that stupid project twice because your professor couldn’t decide on a clear way to define the criteria, and recharging from Isabella having her townie friend Regan over almost non stop to “completely shake up her look” as she put it.

Between the constant presence of someone you’d barely consider an acquaintance and Big Time Rush’s self titled album blasting on repeat out of her giant airpod shaped speaker, it’s been harder than usual to get in some effective self care. You have no idea how many more times you can hear the phrase “I’m going for Jade West meets Elena Gilbert, with just a little Buffy Summers” before you lose your fucking mind.

Thankfully, the hard part is almost over. There’s some minor holiday tomorrow on friday, so you and Leo both have a three day weekend ahead of you, which you intend to spend entirely together. You planned ahead, frontloading homework, chores, errands, and everything you could think of to remove anything that isn’t cuddling or playing video games and watching netflix together from your horizon.

This includes going straight from work to the grocery store to stock the fridge and get any snacks you and Leo want. You had texted him a while ago asking for anything he was craving, and head into the store with a concrete list. After a while, you circle around some aisles, avoiding the check out.

“I feel like I’m forgetting something,” you muse, knowing it’s untrue, but hoping to trigger a memory anyway. You can’t put it off any longer, finally checking out and heading back to your apartment. You’d be lying if you said you weren’t avoiding Isabella just a little.

You know bringing in all these groceries would be way easier with Isabella and possibly Regan’s help, but you just don’t have the social energy to talk to anyone, much less her, right now. By some miracle, you bring everything in yourself, and hope to get it put away before you see Isabella.

You turn to the freezer, putting away the ice cream. When you turn back around, you’re suddenly met face to face with Isabella, who has opened one of the boxes and is picking at a pastry.

“Hey girlie,” she says, elongating the hey.

“Hey,” you reply lethargically, putting the last of the groceries away. She looks at the pastry in her hand like she’s just noticing it.

“Sorry, I can’t help it, I’m italian.” She smiles, endeared by her own behavior. You have no idea what being italian has to do with asking before you open a box of your roommate’s food, but this really isn’t out of character for her. She brings up the fact that she’s half italian more than Lele Pons blames her behavior on being latina.

She’s wearing sweatpants that say chaser on the leg in red and gold varsity font, and a tight tee shirt that says “it’s okay to love them both” with silhouettes of the male love interests from one of the vampire shows she always watches. You collect the plastic bags to put in recycling, and see a piece of paper on the counter.

It reads as follows:

Drowning in my mind

No one hears me cry

Who was I before society

Before society put me in a pink dress

And handed me blonde hair dye

And told me to lose ten pounds or be labeled a freak?

The happiest people cry the most

Let the lyrics be your story

But I’m not like the other skinny blonde pretty girls

I’m

Different

-b.g. xox

You hold back a sigh.

“I think this is yours.” you say, handing it to her.

“Oh, it’s just some of my poetry I left lying around, that’s so embarrassing.”

I know, you think, you do that all the time.

“Did you read it?” She asks, hopefully.

“Nope.”

“Thank god, that would have been so embarrassing. My poetry is something really… deep, and personal to me.”

“Uh huh. Hey, I’m going to be doing a lot of self care this weekend, so-”

“Oh!” she interjects, eerily similar to Phoebe Buffay - you guess she’s been watching friends again - “I wanted to ask… is Leo coming over later?” Her voice is riddled with subtext, the expression on her face a little too invested in your answer.

“Uh, yeah. I told you the other day we’re spending the weekend together…”

She cuts you off again, a sudden, intense look on her face.

“When will he be here?”

You check your phone, scrolling through your recent texts.

“By 7 at the latest.” It’s around 6:40 now.

“Oh my god, I have to change,” she rushes back to her room, presumably digging through her recent additions to her closet.

You’re frozen for a minute after the interaction, left with a furrowed brow and the beginnings of a headache. You blink, then choose to reschedule processing why she feels the need to change for your boyfriend to a more convenient time. That’s enough of that for today. You don’t care what else happens, you’re not talking to anyone besides Leo for at least the rest of the day. You retreat to your room to finally shower and change into something comfy. As you pass by Isabella’s room, you hear her talking to Regan.

“...There’s something almost… supernatural about him.”

You bite back a laugh.

“Do you think he’s a…” Regan begins, ending the sentence with something too quiet to hear, but you’d bet almost any organ she said vampire.

So close. So, so close, and yet… here you are.

Not much later, Leo texts you to let you know he’s here. You read his text, and run out to hug him in the living room before even typing a reply. He picks you up, and spins you around. The embrace is warm and fulfilling and familiar, and you wish it would last forever.

“Hi, Sparky.” you murmur into his neck.

“Estrella…” he says, rocking you back and forth gently and pressing a kiss into your jawline, “I missed you so much.” He punctuates the sentence with another kiss, this one to your lips, and you smile more genuinely than you have all day. You’re about to agree when you remember the good news you’ve been saving to tell him in person.

“Guess what I got on sale for like, half off,” you start, excitedly, continuing at his invested expression, “the Assassin’s Creed bundle I showed you!”

“No way,” he starts, and you nod.

“I’ll go get everything set up, drinks are in the kitchen!” He watches you retreat into your room, disbelieving how he could possibly get someone as perfect as you to fall for him. He’s not going to question his luck. He grabs a couple caffeinated sparkling ices, and meets you in your room, setting down his bag and grabbing some comfy clothes to change into.

As you both get settled in, you fill each other in on all the ridiculous shit you’ve been through this week. You finally conclude the bizarre - yet somehow standard - Isabella escapades.

“So I will be avoiding all contact as much as possible,” you laugh.

“Yeah, no shit,” he agrees, “Consider me your human buffer.” You thank him, hugging him again and pressing a kiss to his lips.

The next couple hours are spent cuddling and finishing season 4 of Castlevania. Both reeling from the season finale, you agree this is a good place to take a break, get some food, and decide what game you should start with. It’s already 10pm, which most people would consider too late for dinner, but you have all weekend to fuck up your sleep schedules.

“Let’s review,” Isabella says, holding up two red lipsticks. She turns to Regan. “Which one?”

“That one,” Regan says, pointing to the one on the left, then turns to her list, and continues. “Here’s what we know; we’ve never seen him eat, and he never seems tired. He’s really smart-”

“Almost too smart,” Isabella adds, selecting black rose dangle earrings from her jewelry. Regan agrees, and continues.

“He’s almost hypnotically attractive, and his smile is a little too dazzling.”

“There’s something… supernatural about him. Like he’s not… all human.”

Regan writes this down.

“Plus he’s always wearing black and red, and those flowy button up shirts? It’s all adding up, Ree. That dream that someone was outside my window, the ring, everything…” She says, referencing the black and red cocktail ring she’d found with her stuff when she’d first moved, “I’m not saying it’s definite, just that… there’s a chance.”

“What about…” Regan says hesitantly, nodding toward your room.

“Please,” she scoffs, “he’s only with them to get close to me, like Damon and Caroline. Edward couldn’t have just approached Bella out of the blue, he had to infiltrate her friend group first, to seem less suspicious. Not to sound mean or anything, but they really don’t seem like the type someone… like him… would choose.” her voice gets dreamy when she mentions him.

In spite of having seen most mainstream vampire media almost as many times as Isabella, Regan still considers her the expert on these things, and decides not to point out that Edward didn’t infiltrate Bella’s friend group. Maybe it comes up in one of the retellings she hasn’t read yet.

“So, what now?”

Isabella sets down her lipstick, and turns to her friend.

“I tell him.”

Regan’s eyes widen.

“You’re going to tell him you know?”

“No… not yet. It’s too soon, we don’t have enough evidence. I’m going to tell him I know he’s in love with me, then once he’s secure in our relationship... we’ll see where it goes.”

She stands up, assessing herself in the mirror. She chose her outfit carefully; short red dress with black roses and black mesh collar, black rose bracelet to match her earrings, snug faux leather jacket, and black stiletto ankle booties with a very skinny heel, the zipper on the outside gold, not silver. She fluffs her wavy hair and turns towards the door. She looks back one more time, holding onto the doorway.

“Wish me luck.”

Leo enters the kitchen, seeing Isabella already there, leaning against the counter seductively. She’s wearing an outfit and jewelry this late at night that makes Leo wonder if she’s going to an emo tea party. He puts the takeout in the microwave. She’s still staring at him.

“Uh… hey.”

She lets out a dainty giggle, looking him up and down.

“... Hi.”

At a loss for words, and really wanting the awkward silence to be over, he continues, “Did you need something?”

“What I need,” she walks closer to him, tracing her finger over his collar, “is you.”

What the fuck?

His brain seems to stall for a moment, and she uses this opportunity to continue.

“I know why you’re here. I know that you’re only using them to get closer to me. I know-”

“Woah-”

“That you’re in love with me.”

Okay, double what the fuck.

She takes his stunned silence as shyness, and steps closer, putting her arms around his shoulders.

“You don’t need to play so coy, I-”

This time she’s the one that gets cut off. He grabs her arms and gently steps away, trying to make it abundantly clear that he’s not into this.

“Woah, okay, slow down. First of all, you’re 17 and I’m turning 20 in a couple months, so that’s a hard no. Second, I don’t know where you got this idea, but I am not dating them to get closer to you. We’ve known each other since we were like, 15, and have been through everything together. I’ve only known you for a couple months. I love them. Probably more than I’ve loved anything ever. I thought that was pretty obvious.”

He doesn’t want to be mean, he really doesn’t, but he can tell from the look on her face that she still thinks this is all part of some game.

“So why don’t I ever see you eat? Why are you so smart, and always up at night? I know what you are.”

He has to physically hold back a laugh. He takes a step back, and places his hands on the counter.

“Isabella, I have adhd. And I’m literally an engineering student. Why wouldn’t I be smart and have a shitty sleep schedule?”

She starts to protest, and he pulls out the reheated take out from the microwave.

“And for the record, I do eat.”

Exiting the kitchen quickly and retreating back to your room, he hands you your food.

“I got the game set up!” you say excitedly.

“Nice!”

You take one look at his face and can tell something happened. He sees this, and continues.

“I just had a very… interesting interaction with Isabella,” before he finishes the sentence, your head is already in your hands. You let out a groan.

“What did she do?” you mutter from behind your hands.

He pulls you into his lap, rubbing your back.

“I’m not totally sure,” you laugh, “but I think she thinks I’m secretly in love with her…” you’re both laughing before he can even finish the sentence.

“No…” you laugh, “no fucking way…”

“Believe me, I put an end to that as soon as it started.”

“Oh, I do.”

He runs his hand over your back, and you’re quiet for a moment.

“You know,” he continues, “I think getting our own place has definitely moved up the priority list.”

You couldn’t agree more.

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