#and it kept me in a very happy mood ngl
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All I could think about at work today was Mothman’s weird dialogue from SMT, so obviously this had to be done. Ingo would speak Vermin Gibberish and Emmet gets the S-tier Wilder Threats, and no, I will not elaborate any further
#pokemon#pokemon fanart#pkmn fanart#art by me#submas#pokemon ingo#submas ingo#ingo#pokemon emmet#submas emmet#emmet#ingo and emmet#all I could think about at work#was a very fluffy#angy Emmet#just absolutely full of malice#telling people ‘ME EAT YOU WHOLE’#like an absolute menace#and it kept me in a very happy mood ngl#:3#tangential-hooliganart
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𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒆.
❥ pairings: harry potter x gryffindor!fem!reader, harry potter x some random gryffindor girl
❥ summary: you're in love with harry even though he has a girlfriend. what you don't know is that he's in love with you too.
❥ warnings: no voldemort modern au, reader is kinda mean ngl but whateverr, harry's girlfriend cheating on him
❥ word count: 1,8k
❥ a/n: based off you belong with me by tay.
requested by @jamiebubs hope u like it, thank u for the request
"come on, you know that's not what i meant!" harry said deffensively.
you rolled your eyes at the scene. harry potter, a close friend of yours, was on the phone with his girlfriend who was upset, she kept going on about something that the boy said.
you understood it. harry was sometimes very sarcastic and, unfortunately, his lips sometimes also moved faster than his mind could think. you didn't mind it most of the time, though. you found it quite hilarious but his girlfriend didn't. she didn't get his humour like you did.
with a sigh and not in mood to listen to their argument anymore, you got more comfortable on the gryffindor common room sofa, put your earphones in and listened to that kind of music harry's girlfriend would laugh at. you could hear harry's loud voice through the music and you could only think, if we were together, he wouldn't have to shout at me.
you belong with me you belong with me you belong with
the next morning when you got into the great hall for breakfast, you almost felt like throwing up as you spotted harry with his girlfriend on his lap, eating each other's faces off. hermione and ron, who were sitting right opposite to them, didn't seem to mind. they were already used to it and just chose to ignore it.
with a fake smile on your lips, you sat down next to the ginger boy.
"good morning, ron, hermione," you greeted, ignoring the fact that your crush and his girlfriend were seconds away from ripping their clothes off. "so the lovebirds made up, huh?" you whispered to ron.
"as you can see," the boy murmured. he nor hermione liked the girl very much but they couldn't really say anything about it. if harry was happy, they didn't want to ruin it. "ready for the match?"
you nodded, glad the topic of the conversation changed. "i was born ready. what about you?"
"can't wait to wipe the smirks off slytherin's faces when harry catches the snitch."
you eyed the couple sitting opposite to you. "will he be able to focus with miss short skirt cheering for him?"
ron snorted beside you as hermione stretched her arm and slapped the back of your head.
you belong with me you belong with me you belong with
"the match starts . . . now!" madam hooch yelled out and everyone flew from the ground into the air. your task, as a chaser, was to score goals by throwing or kicking the quaffle into the hoops.
the weather was great that day so both the gryffindor and slytherin cheerleader teams could dance and cheer for their house. harry's girlfriend's voice was unmistakable as you could hearr she was cheering only for him. from the corner of your eye, you saw harry blowing her a kiss instead of focusing on doing what he was supposed to.
"potter," you yelled him, loud enough so he was able to hear you through all the cheering from the field. "focus on finding the snitch instead of flirting with your girlfriend, you twat!"
he nodded and started flying around, getting lost from your sight.
soon, the scores were 70 points for gryffindor and 40 for slytherin and you could only hope harry was going to catch the small golden ball soon. you hated to admit it but slytherin's seeker was the best the house's quidditch team had for years and there was a great chance gryffindor could lose this match.
but sooner than you expected, the roars of victory coming mostly from the gryffindors filled the air. you looked around and saw harry, a snitch in his hand with a bright smile on his lips. he looked so handsome you couldn't help but to admire him instead of thanking godric for your house's victory.
everyone flew to the ground and you immediately ran to harry as soon as you could.
"good job," you said, throwing your arms around him.
he embraced you right back. "you did a great job, too. the best chaser in the world you are."
you pulled away from him and smiled, your eyes briefly glancing down at his lips, wanting nothing more but just to kiss him.
before you could say anyting else, you were pushed out of the way by her, making you almost trip and fall on the ground.
you stepped back and watched as she got to smash her lips against his, her fingers tangled in his hair with his hands gripping her waist and ass.
with a huff, you turned around and took your things before making your way to the locker rooms.
you belong with me you belong with me you belong with
just a a day later, harry and his girlfriend were fighting again. you were just walking from your dorm to dinner when you spotted ron, hermione, ginny, dean and seamus sitting on the stairs
you chuckled. "what are you all doi-"
ginny made a "shh!" sound with her pointing finger on her mouth.
you sat down next to seamus and asked in a whisper, "what's going on?"
"it seems like miss little skirt snogged some hufflepuff guy on the party yesterday," said hermione, for the first time using the nickname you gave the girl.
your eyebrows furrowed. how could someone who got so lucky to date harry cheat on him?
"harry, darling, i'm sorry, i regret it so much. i was just so drunk and-"
"well, if you can't control yourself why you're drunk then maybe you shouldn't have drunk anything! that's how easy it is," you heard harry say. "i'm not in a mood to talk to you right now. goodbye."
"wait! we should talk this out," she almost begged.
"or we can skip that and say that we're done," harry suggested.
"thank godric," you said quietly and everyone nodded, agreeing.
"i just need one chance, harry! it was a moment of weakness."
"why should i give you a chance? so you could snog that guy again?" harry shouted. "i don't want to talk to you right now. actually, never. have a nice fucking life, (name)."
you all could hear the portrait opening and closing again.
"well," ron paused. "that was rough."
then, the silence was interrupted by loud sobbing noises, definitely coming from harry's now ex girlfriend.
you scoffed. "and why is she crying?"
you belong with me you belong with me you belong with
the next day, it was hogsmeade trip and you and harry went together as you hadn't got any date and harry, well. . . he hadn't got a girlfriend anymore.
the way to hogsmeade was uncomfortably quiet. any time you would say something, the boy would just hum, nod or shake his head in response, making you sigh as you decided it would be best not to say anything anymore.
and so, you two walked around the village in silence. harry seemed to be too lost in his thoughts to hear you talking to him.
"harry," you repeeated for what felt like a milionth time and shook his shoulder.
"oh, i'm sorry. what were you saying?"
"i asked if you want to go to honeydukes, buy as many sweets as we can and then eat until we feel like vomiting."
he shrugged. "yeah, sure. sounds great." usually, harry would be more enthusiastic at that idea as you did that every hogsmeade trip. it was your little tradition.
just a half an hour later, you two were sitting on a bench, eating the sweets.
"how are you, anyway?" you asked him and immediately cursed yourself in your head. what a stupid question. his girlfriend cheated on him you doubt anyone would be okay a day after finding out about it.
"i'm fine," he mumbled.
your shoulder collided with his. "come on, harry, i know you better than that."
he smiled. like geniunely smiled. he had that kind of smile that could light up that whole village.
"it's fine, you know? better to know what kind of person she is now than when it'd be too late."
you raised an eyebrow. did it mean that he already planned future with her?"
you belong with me you belong with me you belong with
after his break up with his girlfriend, you got to spend time with harry after months. not that you didn't when he and her were still together but his schedule was quite busy when he wasn't single as she was quite glued to his side for the entire day.
sometimes, harry would sneak into your dorm and wake you up. then, you two would sneak up in the middle of the night to the astronomy tower with snacks you stole from the kitchens and talk about everything. about your favourite songs, dreams. you would make each other laugh so much your bellies would hurt.
as the school year was slowly coming to its end, the prom was just around the corner and you hadn't had a day yet, part of you hoped harry would ask you but as the time passed, you were slowly losing hope. you two spend together so much time you didn't understand how come he hadn't asked you yet.
maybe is should ask him myself, you wondered in transfiguration class, not really listening to whatever professor mcgonagall was saying as hermione beside you was taking notes.
you looked to your right where harry was sitting with ron. you focused on the dark-haired boy and noticed he was moving his leg up and down as if he was nervous about something. he, just like you, probably didn't focus on the lesson nor taking notes.
you tore a piece of parchment and wrote are you okay? before passing it to harry.
not even fifteen seconds later, you had an answer.
yeah, just nervous.
you furrowed your eyebrows and scribbled, about what?
want to ask you something.
go ahead.
harry took his time passing the piece of parchement to you. he took a deep breath and about thousand times almost passed you the note before bringing it to himself again.
but then, the question was finally at your table.
want to go to the prom with me?
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i missed you so much sunshine! (hobie x reader)
aaaa brainrot fic go boom boom :D
inspired by the pavitr x hobie ship dynamic except it's hobie x reader :D
this is VERYYYY much full of fluff because i'm in little space and qnq gotta feed y'all /hj
so like yea :3 lil plot you had to go far from hobie for some reason as you're a very well-known journalist and he's,,,, well he's spiderman :>
lonely series part one || lonely series part two|| hobie headcanons
also hobie is a bit ooc ahhg
you sighed in relief as you unlock the door of your apartment. it was some time since you saw your boyfriend any other way than on a screen, so it was no surprise the two of you ran into each other's arms as soon as you crossed the door.
it had been some time since you went on a date because of your respective job, which both were time consuming, but it only made every encounter more unique.
"i'm home!" you sing as you enter the room. you barely had the time to close the door your boyfriend ran to hug you.
"missed ya a whole bunch sunshine, glad you're finally home" hobie said as he shoved his head into your shoulders and covered your face in soft kisses.
he stepped back a bit from the hug and cupped your face.
"you're wonderful my love" he whispers, "i missed you so much."
"i know, i know" you say with a smirk. "i missed you too."
"oh! by the way! now that you're here i have a surprise for you!" he suddenly remembered
(is this too much dialogue? i never know i js try my best to make the scene as alive as possible 😭)
he held your hand as the two of you went walking down the streets.
you couldn't help but smile as he told you random anecdotes on his daily spiderman activities: the time he got in a fight with miguel, the time miles got in a fight with pavitr because he kept saying chai tea and so on...
hobie was... different with you. when you were with him in the haedquarters (hehe you being a journalist was actually a cover for you being a spiderperson :3) he seemed rough and careless, but when he was with you he was sweet,caring - quite the opposite you knew him as.
"aaand there!" he said as you reached a small shop. "after you!"
the buzzing sounds of what seemed tattoo machines greeted you as you entered the small building.
"is this some kind of piercing shop?" you ask in disbelief.
"yup" said your boyfriend. " i remember the time you said how much you wanted a septum piercing, so as soon as i knew you'd come back to town today i took an apointment! plus the person who makes the piercings is someone you know vey well"
hobie took you to a small room with dimmed colorful lights.
"pav??? what the fuck are you doing here??" you said before hugging your best friend. "i didnt know you worked here"
"ask your boyfriend, he's the one who invited me over!" pavitr said cheerfully.
ngl i'm lazy to write the piercing scene because that'd be uninteresting so like- the following scene is you and hobie going out of the piercer
"waaaa this is so pretty :OO" you say noticing your brand new septum piercing. " so you were just planning this along when you couldn't stay on the phone?" you remark amused.
as the two of you walked back home, you noticed something strange on your boyfriend's expression. you couldn't quite put your finger on it, but he sure looked happy.
this all fank yew for reading :3 the end is a bit rushed im sorry 😭 i feel like adding stuff would be unuseful so :3
am in a v fluffy mood rn so expect more hobie hcs :3 (is fr about time i work on sharpening those nsfw writing skills but 👩🏻🦯)
#x reader#hobie x reader#hobie brown x reader#hobie brown#atsv hobie#across the spider verse#spiderman atsv#spiderman across the spiderverse#spider punk#spider punk x reader#spider punk x you#across the spiderverse#across the spiderverse x reader#fluff#atsv fluff#kaheri's chronicles#spiderpunk x reader#hobie spiderverse#lgbtq
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Dunno if you’re still accepting three sentence (ha!) prompts but:
Charles/pierre + “didnt you read lord of the rings in highschool?” “No, i had sex in highschool” aka nerd boy charles and jock pierre
🐶
you fucking said this to me about star trek and i told you i both watched star trek AND had sex in hs you asshole @mssr-monagato #bestofbothworlds tho ngl st was sometimes better than the sex. also im putting this in a vaguely james bond spy au fuck it ✌️
"So, Quartermaster, what is my technical support this time?"
Charles turned in his chair, fixing his glasses as he looked up at Pierre. He looked Pierre up and down, cleared his throat, then huffed.
"Stop leaning on my desk, Double-Oh-Ten," he said snappishly. "You are messing with my organisation."
Pierre moved away, but raised his eyebrow. The desk before him looked more like someone upended a whole shelf on it. There were documents everywhere in multiple languages and with multiple levels of confidentiality, three screwdrivers and a handful of screws, at least three phones and a large number of electeonic gadgets Pierre decided to bother Charles about sometime later. There was at least one poison pen mixed with the innumerable normal ones, and Pierre counted three coffee mugs all around. Charles grimaced
"Shut up," he said, and Pierre mimed zipping his mouth closed. "You've been briefed?" Pierre nodded. "Good. Then you know that you won't be able to bring anything electronic into the mark's house because of the low-level EMP field, it will just stop working. We will have to go analogue." Charles ginned. Pierre decided his facial expression fell somewhere between utterly adorable and absolutely deranged. Then again, he was a bit biased.
"I will give you knives if -"
"I'll bring my own," Pierre interrupted. Charles rolled his eyes.
"If you are unable to bring your own." At Pierre's slow smile, he huffed. "Yes, well, I figured. The earbud is a bust, but short frequencies should work, so you better report to your back up regularly, or I will be very cross." He pinned Pierre with his eyes until he nodded as solemnly as he could make himself without overplaying it. He didn't look like he believed Pierre, which was very smart of him, but he also knew there was nothing he could do. Pierre was counting on that.
"Anyway, when you get to the safe, your main objective is to get the plans for the Palantir, so we can confirm it is what we believe it is." He scoffed. "Although that naming is so on the nose, they are either counting on us being stupid, or are bluffing their asses off."
"What do you mean?" Pierre asked. Charles paused where he was assembling an assortment of pens - poison, bomb, sedative, feom what Pierre could gather - and looked at him incredulously.
"Palantir? Like - like from The Lord of the Rings?" At Pierre's blank stare, he opened his mouth in shock. "Didn't you read Tolkien in high school?"
Pierre grinned with all his teeth.
"No, cher. I had sex in high school," he said, and Charles blushed instantly, his cheeks coloring that incredibly appealing red which made Pierre want to bite. He leaned in, lowering his voice. "As you well know."
Charles fumbled with the pen in his hand.
"Yes, well, to each their own." He adjusted his glasses. "Tell me you at least watched the movies."
"Nope." Pierre popped the p, and Charles' eyes dropped to his lips. He leaned further in, putting his hands on the mess on Charles' desk, making sure not to disrupt anything. "But I will be in a mood for a movie night when I get back."
He kept eye contact with Charles, and could basically see the cogs turning in his head. The cross around his neck suddenly felt heavy, and he wished he could grab it and perhaps send a prayer if anyone was listening, to grant him some leniency. Some happiness.
"It's a trilogy, actually," Charles said quietly. "And it would - it would take a whole day, if not the whole weekend to watch them properly."
"I would love to," Pierre said, equally as quiet. "I would - would you show me?"
Charles inhaled sharply, his eyes shifting away before they came back to rest on Pierre's, and there was something there, something Pierre has been hoping for, wishing for, since the moment Charles walked into the room full of agents as the new Quartermaster straight from Pierre's long-forgotten past and made Pierre's heart stutter and stop.
"If you - if you really want to, then yes," Charles said, and Pierre felt the weight he never dared acknowledge lift from his chest.
"I do," he said. "I wanted - I would've watched them in high school, if you wanted me to." Charles' eyes widened. Pierre laughed self-deprecatingly. "For you, I would've probably even read the damn book."
"Six books," Charles corrected automatically, then flinched. "Well, three, but - it doesn't matter."
"Charles," Pierre said, knowing he shouldn't. Not at work, where it was all codenames and security, but he didn't know how to make Charles believe him otherwise. "I would've read the whole damn library for you."
He moved his hand slowly until his pinky finger was entwined with Charles'. They both looked down at where their fingers touched, and Charles moved his own hand slowly to envelop Pierre's.
"Alright," Charles said, voice low and shaky. "Come back and we'll do a movie weekend." He paused. "A sleepover."
Like we did when we were kids, before everything that happened, happened, he didn't say, but Pierre heard it nonetheless. When he smiled, it was his first sincere smile in what felt like forever.
"I'll come back," he said, and Charles gripped his hand tighter for just a breath. "I'll come back to you."
Charles' answering smile was shy, and beautiful, and just for Pierre.
#i dont like the ending but whatever#piarles#f1 rpf#007 au#my writing#effervescentdragonwrites#partner in (occasional) crime <3
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Hello! Here again with some sketches! Please excuse me if they look hideous, I really tried
1. Have the girlie's suffer from the desert heat! Júhua does not care for social proprietary when it comes to sweltering heat, Pigsy. At least MK gets a giggle.
2. Amnesiac DWK was not something Júhua was expecting, and neither did the other two! Wukong is just happy to see his fave little dandelion.
3. Past fight. Neither party were quite happy with it then. Used my pens and black notebook for it.
I hope I did their faces justice. Really ADORE your newest one-shot and the bracelets inclusion! Question, had Júhua been wearing the same dress she wore at the first play, or did she just went on her usual look by the fifth time? Eat your meal and vegetables!
AH MORE ART!!!! A blessed day indeed 😤
lol love the desert girlies (ngl that’s been my mood whenever i go outside rn bc heat wave sucks 🫠) and cute as it is to see Júhua and MK having fun, if she did that to me i would not be above pushing her off the bed lmao
awwwwww Wukong hugging Júhua 🥺 my heart!!! I loved writing that whole one-shot/chapter simply because i love their dynamic and needed more of it T^T they are so soft with each other (also laughed so hard at Tang and Pigsy’s reaction 😂 like “shit, we broke Wukong” to “SHIT SHE WILL KNOW WE BROKE WUKONG” kind of deal lol)
ohhhhhh the last one 👀 so cool omfg. idk much about sketchbooks but the fact that there is a black notebook for stuff like this is sO cool 👀 it fits the vibes that that flashback so well (also, love the inclusion of the swords, i know it was a small reference to her past in there but it makes me giddy to see that you thought to add it)
ALSO THANK YOU (you’re very welcome for the bracelets, literally in love with that design btw it needed to be added) 💕💕💕💕💕 lordy that last one took me some time to finish lol more and more words kept being added and it is now the longest of that series lmao. and no, by the 5th visit, Júhua is back in her classic, yellow hanfu. one day was enough fancy for her. (We can say that the day after, she changed into her Shaolin robes bc she expected a fight when sourcing out the chill ™️. Also comfy clothes is comfy clothes)
#also dw I’ll reply to your comment too!#i was very busy today and now i am super sleepy lol#your comment was super sweet btw <3 I treasure it#lmk#lmk oc#lmk oc art#huáng júhua (黄菊花)#swk & the reaper fic series#asks
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If you're going to answer blorbo bingo...
What about Yami and Giyuu, hmmmm~?
For Yami
My memories of Black Clover might be fuzzy as of now, but Yami is that type of character that I just straight up admire?? I wish there are just more people like him! I always had a thing for characters that are underdogs, and that fact that he founded the black bulls over a group of fellow misfits and how he helps them reach their full potential is one of the things I always loved and enjoyed abt bc.
Idk I just love how he's a mentor figure to Asta, who's very cool and capable while still being so silly, like all the poop jokes surrounding him are just MOOD.
I say "initially wasnt a fan" just because when he first appeared, I didn't expect to adore him as much as I did. 😂
As for Giyuu
Ngl I already felt pulled by him since the first chapter (and yes for somewhat shallow reasons) Like sure, he's not really the most unique or the flashiest kny character out there. But theres soemthing so nostalgic about him design wise thats hard for me not to appreciate *cough sasuke?!* but also I just love the development between him and Tanjiro! One of the scenes that made me really invested in him is how he really kept his word to protect Tanjiro and Nezuko. It caught me off guard and in a good way, bc I found him hard to read at first.
Also I feel like Giyuu doesnt get enough credit for helping to kickstart the story? Kny would have gone into a completely different direction if he didnt spare Nezuko and Tanjiro that day. Truly the unsung mvp frfr.
Also the part about "go to therapy" and "pls dont go to therapy" is simply bc I enjoyed reading fics where Giyuu gets the happiness he deserves or angst fics where Giyuu's life gets worst. 🗿
#ask game#me speaks#black clover#bc#demon slayer#at some point in the manga i was like oh noo pls dont stan giyuu dontstandontstandontstan#*ends up stanning him* 🤡#its hard for me to describe the chokehold he had on me esp back in like 2019
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It is 12:30 in October 28th, and I just finished watching the fnaf movie and, as routine, I feel an urge to infodump :)
SPOILERS FOR FNAF MOVIE UNDER CUT!!!! Everyone who also watched it remember to correctly tag so that ppl can block it!!!
Really recommend to watch first cause it was nice to watch :) even if not PEAK storytelling IMO IMO IN MY FIRST IMPRESSION OPINION DONT JUMP ME
Ok so it was odd??? A lot of the lore kinda got messed up in translation, but I can’t help but feel so grateful anyways???
Ngl I would’ve probs shit on the movie if it wasn’t for my friend who, in a convo, mentioned how sad he was that everyone hated the red eyes cause “we’ve been waiting so long, why does it matter they got red eyes?”
Bc of this I gave it a shot, and it was not bad.
I was scared of how it’d turn out just bc the fnaf lore is SO much that even SCOTT HIMSELF doesn’t know where we at, but for the amount of info they were dealing with, they decided to kinda maneuver in their own iteration of it (imo) which wasn’t completely hate-able and I think it was a pretty good course of action
I liked references to the og lore (
-Vanessa’s coma at the end
- how foxy is the most OUT TO GETCHA
- the afton death scene was PEAK IMOOO “I always come back” like mk girll 💅
- also the whole set was actually fire
- telephone guy even if he wasn’t red ;(
- constant mention of exoskeletons and spring trap mechanisms
- BALLOON BOY THE ONLY THING THAT ACTUALLY MADE ME JUMP
- ITS ME WRITTEN IN THE WINDOW YESSSSSSSAAAAA
- the children inside the suits detail had me like YESSS
- funky electricity
- BALLPIT SCENEEE
- the bite even if it was her whole ass fucking torso
- the cupcake cool
- Vanessa inclusion and her relation to afton
- etc other things I can’t remember)
ALSO MATPAT CAMEO????? HELLO???????? ITS JUST A THEORY???? I also found out my brother does not know who he is and that was SAD. It’s ok ima show him tmrrow :D
Also also the effort put into the ACTUAL ANIMATRONICS, I was actually so shocked I was so ready to just accept it was all gonna be sfx and green ppl but they actually BUILT it, and that materialization just made it that much better for me like watching it and realizing wo man this is insanee
Just thinking how it was such a tiny project and then it just BOOM and here we are???? Omaiga. It rlly motivates u to get out there, no?
I loved them pushing the boundaries of where the animatronics could go w golden Freddy, even if he got me SO confused lore wise like wait y r u here? same for the weird kill freddy mask like hello???
IT MADE ME SO HAPPY HAVING THE TOMBSTONE SONG THEREEEEE YIPEEEEE
Music wise it was so cool too like it was pretty preppy and happy like kids parties and even in normal scenes (e.g. him picking up sleeping pills) it kept the mood up
I didn’t like the career dude being afton, but he was suspicious and i knew smth was gonna happen so ig not out of the blue, but I do like how it kinda went full circle
I am still confused abt Vanessa, but not overly so it’s ok
I actually cried when Abby and the animatronics became friends I was so happy, it got taken away but alas it is fnaf :)
We love the undiagnosed PTSD of the characters
I was bummed when it didn’t close out w the scene where the animatronic heads where no longer have a light behind them (meaning they’ve moved on) I honestly think it would’ve been such a COOL way to close it out but I was not the producer and maybe they plan to continue it??? Continue the curse of too much lore??? That’d be hilarious actually
I’m sad abt how dirty michael gets done through most of the movie like hes just doing his best stopppp
It’s just first impressions, and I’m VERY outdated w the lore, but I like ranting and tumble lets me so I do it :) lmk ur thoughts too!!!!
#I’m also v happy I watched it w my brother#fnaf#fnaf spoilers#fnaf movie#fnaf movie spoilers#fnaf analysis#fnaf movie meta#fnaf movie analysis#fnaf lore#fnaf meta#alba analysis
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hi girly!!
1. love love your stuff
2. hope you’re doing well fr
3. could i pls request a bob ship?
appearance wise i’m 5’5 with an average build. ngl i’m a little heavy on the top iykwim so my back always hurts fr. LOL anyways i have blue/green eyes and brown hair that has like goldfish highlights in the sun. i’m half asian half white so do with that what you will. i’m pretty pale honestly oh and my hair is long, like almost to my butt long. id like to think i have a nice smile lol and i love making a pouty face, it’s just so fun.
personality wise i’m an ENFP-T so i’m naturally extroverted and outgoing. i make friends wherever i go and i’m a great people person. i can hold conversations with really anyone and people always tell me i’m very mature and good with adults and older people. i’m also a 2w3 so i tend to be a bit of a people pleaser. i naturally am drawn to leadership positions and taking charge but when i do i often over extend myself trying to accommodate everyone and their every need. i am a generally funny person. sometimes i make a joke that goes too far but i love making others laugh. i also am always complimenting people. i can be insecure myself but i love making others feel good.
i can get into a mood very easily tho. i do my best to hide it but i am very busy so i am not always the greatest in the morning and if i spend too much time around certain people i get cranky. i don’t snap nearly as much as i used too but my friends can tell when something’s off. i hate getting in those moods where im sulking but it happens sometimes. usually after some joking around or spending time with other people i snap out of it. what can i say im stubborn.
i love being involved in school. student council, SPIRIT WEEK, choir, clubs— all that jazz. i’m a pretty good student yk like i have a good rep at school and am pretty well known. i am also a theater kid. i know im sorry. i have been singing for a really long time and it’s like my thing.
i love you sing, dance, act, read, write, listen to music, shop, and spend time with people. my love language is for sure quality time but i do love words of affirmation. i often get called an “old soul” because i am very sentimental with old school values and i am drawn to anything 40s-90s. i am a die hard 80s music and movie fan and my friends think it’s funny im so obsessed with the classics (if you couldnt tell i am a history and english nerd, my close friend calls me her “favorite history buff”) but yeah i love spending time with others. me and my dad bond over watching movies together and listening to music and you bet im the life of the party wherever i go. always the first to do or initiate something, jumping onto the dance floor first and being the last too leave — i don’t like missing out so i take all the chances i can.
anyways i hope that’s enough info and i’m sorry if that’s too much or i rambled. honestly id be grateful if you even read up to this point. if you get a chance to write a ship i would really appreciate it but if not i totally understand!! no pressure whatsoever. thank you bestie boo :)💛💛
I've not felt quite that happy in the past week for numerous reasons. I think with time I'll be fine. Dumb memories, yknow? I know what you mean I'm heavy on top as well lmao. I like the way you speak. You seem really exciting. Thanks for the request
here's your ship!! (🚢)
꒰ I ship you with . . . Floyd Talbert ৎ୭ ꒱
A mutual friend decided to hold a party that was themed to a 1950s sock hop. Dancing to 1950s music was an ideal situation for you especially with the fashion you'd dawn. It seems absolutely perfect, right?
In the corner of the dance hall, he kept glancing at your. Sure, he could probably dance with anyone he'd want to but he had formed a soft spot for you. Even if he didn't know you. Something about your energy was so lovely.
He fell from the start, something about you was... Well, he couldn't put his finger on it but he knew you two were meant to have a relationship... Even if he has some red flags (he comes off a bit player-ish but it's ok)
Your first date is shortly after your first meeting; The way you two met was romantic and by the end of the night had been obviously flirting. So, he asked for your number and when it'd be best to call you.
You two ended up planning the date at the local mall; There's an arcade and theatre nearby, plus mall food. So you two can window shop, go play games, or maybe watch a movie. Maybe all of the above. It seems quite wholesome.
Floyd kissed you goodnight, it wasn't on the lips. That'd be too much at a far too quick rate. He kissed your forehead and for a moment you saw him blush. It's been quite clear he isn't shy, but hey, he's got a soft spot for you. And he can't hide blush.
Your second first kiss— aka your real first kiss...
You initiated it. You gave his lips a quick peck at the end of one of your dates. He was awestruck by the feelings that fluttered around his stomach. You were everything he wanted to fall in love with. You're the measure of his dreams.
The song that represents you two is ; I Saw Her Standing There by The Beatles (pretty cute for you two <3)
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SO I FINALLY CAUGHT UP THR LAST THREE CHAPTERS AND WOW- so much to say ngl and kinda glad you split chap6-7 in two, very grateful for that :))). okay so little rambling time ahah
• chapter 5: what a rollercoaster on its own holy shit! it went from weird vibe, flirting to quickly escalate to an argument and then to sth very intense with the last scene 😏 but as always i really loved it! the first scene with basile and eliott’s interaction made me smile ngl, like i said earlier their dynamic would have been so worth showing in the show 👌🏻 also the flirting part when eliott is just staring at lucas’ face and blushing when he notices 🥺 my baby 🥺and that line im so obsessed and soft pls “no need when Lucas is sitting in the sun looking like that - like a fallen angel. Fallen perhaps because no one who looks that sinfully good could ever remain untouched in heaven.”
oh yeah also idriss with manon…seriously one of my fav thing💗 elu’s hug at the end with the “it can wait” warmed my heart, i smiled like an idiot sjsbsb
• chapter 6: probably one of my fav chapter! i love how they’re already so gone for eo (literally), their teasing is exquisite every time omg i love them sm 🤌🏻 also the moment when lucas explained the thing with ch*rles…i never wanted to punch someone that hard in the face, seriously sbsjdbd i kept repeating “wanna slap him omg i so wanna slap him”, and then eliott saying “i will kill him”, like same bestie!! 😭 also idk if it’s just me but you can already see that kind of domesticity between them, like it’s as if they’ve been tgt for years dbdjdb
• chapter 7: again. the rollercoaster that chapter was! eliott wanting to look nice for lucas 🥺 lucas taking the initiative to hold hands with eliott and saying “i feel safe with you” I DIED OF CUTENESS PLS. also basike drunk is so fucking funny LMAOO, he’s such a mood here 🤣
plus, that moment where eliott learns lucas wants to move out from his fam house and he already can see them living their little cosy life tgt doing domestic stuff, my heart just explode he loves him so much 🥺 they’re gonna be the death of me, in every universe istg 😭
the fact i already knew what was coming but still- it was hard, very hard 🥲 like i couldn’t stop nervously laugh knowing what’s gonna happen. but then even that “sack of shit” said those words omg 😭 i imagined the look of lucas’ face, how he was feeling,…i felt so fucking bad and wanted to hug him forever🤧 i literally screamed and insult him even more, then queen daphy bite the crap out of him 😌 and then again, u broke me with “i hate u more”
little summary of my mood throughout this chapter:
they better figure everything out quick or imma jump into this story and lock them in a room to have a proper talk lmaoo. no but seriously i know they’re gonna be okay but still this moment is tough, but worth it 😌
anyways, i hope you’ll have a nice nye’s celebration and wish you the best for this new year! (also never more looked forward to get the new update than now ngl, i kinda feel hollow now 🧍🏼♀️🤣)
HAPPY NEW YEAR! 🥳💗
Omg adlkfjasdlkfj your reactions and memes are just the actual best and I'm dying 😂😂😂❤️️❤️️❤️️.
The line you pulled out of chapter 5 (Lucas as a fallen angel), literally how accurate tho? Eliott was so right for that.
I love how much so many people loved chapter 6 ☺️! I didn't really have a fave chapter in this fic but peoples reactions to that one made me appreciate it so much more. And wanting to punch Charles... very much a mood. I was forever grateful that him getting punched was something that actually happens in the movie. I was happy to stay true to that. I also agree that they settle very quickly into comfortable domestic vibes. That's definitely the point. That instant comfort that comes from being around the right person. It's the same vibe in the next chapter when Eliott is immediately imagining them living together. He's right that it's a little ridiculous to be thinking about something like that when he and Lucas are still so new, but when it's the right person, it's the right person. And there's really no timeline when that's the case.
Lucas deserves all the hugs though, it is true. Poor bub is definitely going through it 🥺. Let himself fall for the 'cool hot guy' again and got so much more badly hurt. Lucas's last line though... ngl... I love it 😌. Truly a fave for me.
Your moodboard throughout the chapter tho 😂😂😂. Yeah that seems about right. Exactly what I was looking to evoke too. The 'laughing nervously' one makes me seriously lol.
Thank you so much for sending your thoughts! I love love love reading what you were thinking!!!
I hope you have a lovely New Year's as well! I will be doing nothing (which is how I like it) aside from maybe a fun makeup look for nobody but my cat. I really do need to work on the next chapter tho so that is the goal for the next couple days!
Happy New Year to you too! 🥳💗💗💗💗
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Okay ive been thinking about it now for 2 days and I think i really wanna write it what happened about our date.
SO FIRST OFF, I got pissed off early on because he said he was gonna be like 30mins late for our movie. And that really pissed me off.. I just said, okay.. ofcourse im not gonna tell him that Im pissed off. But i think he sensed it bc i just reply smtg like.. “Oh ok then”
Then he said he was joking.. 🙄🙄
But i didnt read his msg that he was just joking so for like 30mins i was so pissed. I was thinking to myself this is gonna be the last time im gonna hang out with him.. cuz man its such a turn off honestly.. like?? Yknow we had plans, you shud be prepared and then hes gonna tell me hes going to be 30mins late??? Also he doesnt have work that day, if he had work i wud have understand but no. He wasnt doing anything prior so why is he gonna be late?? So that was going thru my mind for 30mins and when i saw his msg i was so upset and relieved at the same time that he was just joking..
Fast forward now, we saw eo.. we watched Spiderverse! :) I really enjoyed that a lot. Still so funny tho, even more funnier cuz ive seen some memes that made it funnier. Also, him beside me laughing is so cute! Man.. am i down bad again? So yeah that was the movie part. Nothing really much happened.
Then after movie, we went to the mall to walk around.. he said he was looking for some daily shorts.. so we visited a few shops. We saw his bestfriend.. we just talked for a bit, it was nice seeing her but ngl it felt really weird and by that time i felt smtg.. like a tinge of uneasiness.. idk how to act and idk what to say.. i mean do i invite her to come with us?? But its our date idk how he will feel as well.. but at the same time idk if he knows that hes gonna meet his friend.. that was really weird to me but i didnt pay attention too much of it.. i was just worried that ill act awkward and wudnt be able to convey my own feelings nicely.. but after that we said our goodbyes and we started walking to the restaurant..
Tbh.. at that point i just wanna go home, the mood wasnt really it anymore.. idk what it was but i feel like i accepted it already that this is not gonna work out.. sometimes i really dont like how hes so into himself like?? He likes to dress up and such and he cares for his looks but sometimes for me i think its a bit much.. idk..
We got to the restaurant, we waited for a bit then we ate.. i didnt like the main course.. i ordered chicken alfredo but i do like the soup that comes with it so i got 2 soups cuz he doesnt want his soup. There, while eating we got to talk more.. i feel like this time around is very different from our first date night out when it was for my bday. I had fun talking yo him.. he did ask me about my preferences in a guy.. its funny cuz whenever i say smtg like,, i wud say i dont want a lazy person
He wud react and be like.. damn im a lazy one..
I told him, i want someone who is thoughtful..
And he laughed, im not thoughtful just so yknow.. im really not..
And in my head.. why r u telling me that?? I already know ure not also im not telling u to be thoughtful to me..
And it went on and on.. we keep getting sidetracked with other stuff so we kept repeating the qs and as.
I did tell him that Spiderverse played a huge part in my life, like it really inspired me. I told him the part what got me and i told him i know its cringe..
But he said its not cringey at all.. and that made me happy :))
It went on and on until we got to dessert. He asked me when were about to end if we can walk around first before going home.. tbh i wanted to go home right after but since he asked :> also i lowkey wanna spend time with him so ofc i said yes! At this point im really comfy talking about anything with him, i was honest with my as and such, also the qs he was asking i did ask him as well. It was nice getting to know him.. tho i think i already know the stuff we talked about..
He did say smtg about hes a firm believer that theres always a way. Which i admire him for it… okk thats it for now i guess..
(Im tired will take a break here and continue tmr)
(back now- continuing where i left off)
so when we left the restaurant, i suddenly remember what is one of the main things i like about someone and that is, he cannot be negative in life. i told him that the person i want is not pessimistic. then he said, somewhere along the lines like..
"im not pessimist but im realistic."
and i said, thats fine. thats different tho. you can be realistic without being pessimistic.
then he says, thats what i like about you tho, youre so positive. not all people are like that. then i answered him, cuz i dont want to be negative!
tbh i feel like life is already sad and challenging? but its up to u if u wanna stay that way. like, life isnt always good for me but i dont wanna dwell on it. i always wanna look at the brighter side. he did say that not all days are good days. and its true! i know that and its hard to stay positive but still, life is only what you make it. i iddnt tell him that but.. i got really really happy and fuzzy and warm inside we he said that thats what he like about me being positive. :D because i do want to give positivity to people eventho im not always positive. im just faking it till u i make it basically. but i always tell myself i cant be sad all the time. i cant be like my classmate M who always so negative bc once u think negative thoughts it reflects on ur life. so only happy and positive thoughts.
so yeah that is one of my requirements, i dont want that gloomy energy in my life so i told him that. then we kept walking, harbour front is so pretty at night, im sad i didnt take a photo of the scenery.
one of the core memory of that date was when he said i was dramatic, in a good way. and i was baffled! i was like ??? excuse me? im not dramatic T.T then he goes on and explained that im dramatic in a good way. like: oh my god? you are lifting? oh my god? that is so cool!
and im just there listening to him like??? no im not like that! but he still kept going saying yes you are like that.
i guess im really expressive sometimes.. idk?? but yeah then we just going and going.. cant even remember half of the things we talked about..
only thing we got us going home is looking for a washroom.. cuz we wanted to go pee and we cudnt find one lol.
so yeah i guess ill end it here then ill add more as i remember things.
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Yandere Armin?
Never written yandere before so I'm a little scared ngl. I hope you enjoy this, since I've always thought Armin had so much potential as a yandere. Even so, this was very fun to write. I find villains always are, don't you? ;)
I highly suggest this while reading, just to set the mood.
"Please," you whimpered, tears streaking your blotchy skin as you shrunk away from your captor, "please, just let me go home. I won't tell anyone or say anything but please let me leave-"
"I'm sorry love, you know I can't do that. You'll just have to stay here with me!" He finished speaking with a cheery grin on his face, elated at the thought of keeping you as his darling little love forever and ever and ever...
Which never would've been possible if he hadn't realized just how much you needed him.
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You couldn't tell just how long you'd been inside. After a while, the days had begun to blend together, so you'd stopped trying to keep track. It was hopeless anyway. Armin was smart, clever, and quick. He kept your windows covered for so long that you wondered if he was just going to leave you in the dark, both literally and figuratively, until you broke or escaped.
At the moment, you were closer to breaking than ever.
Still, a part of your mind screamed for you you fight. To run, to get out, to claw and kick and scream and do whatever else it would take to get back to your home in Orvud District. It didn't matter if the rest of your life was hell, none of it did. All you wanted, or so you thought, was to go home.
Armin knew you were lying to yourself. He hated seeing you delude yourself, smart girl that you were, pretending that you could be happier in the miserable life he had saved you from. It was a tragedy. He could see you were so close to being his forever. So pliant and lovely, beautiful and sweet and only his. But for that to fully come to pass, he'd need that stubborn place in your mind to snap, subtle and gently as the breaking of a finger.
Both of you had a plan in place. It was a gamble, a risk, and a bet to see who would emerge victorious. Unfortunately for you, however, even an idiot could see the deck was more than stacked against you. But you had a chance. One that had taken weeks to get your hands on, glimmering with possibility and danger in your hands.
You see, you were no idiot yourself. Sharp and cunning, you were the well respected daughter of a prominent merchant within the walls. From childhood, you grew up around the sharp smiles of higher society, a witness to false promises and loud accusations almost since you could walk. You weren't unkind, just shrewd, astute in your observation of the world. Life outside the walls was a brutal war, your father had said. Inside it, though, was a deadly game.
You wished you'd remembered his words when you'd met Armin.
He'd seduced your mind with easy precision, pretty words and soft laughter drowning your doubt until it was only too easy to make you trust him. But from the moment he'd met you, Armin knew he had to have you. So when you'd come crying to him one night after your father had told you he'd arranged your marriage against your will, he invited you into his home. Told you you could stay as long as you needed. But when you tried to return home two days later, you'd found yourself stuck. No, not stuck.
Captive.
So you learned what made him happy. You let yourself go dumb and pretty for him, still engaging, but not questioning. Little by little, you watched and waited for the time to strike at his heal. He began to leave you alone, trusting you in the house for ten minutes, then twenty, always smiling kindly when he saw you reading in the bedroom you'd begun sharing with him, or napping lazily in a patch of sunlight. He never laid a hand on you, no, never. He could never dream of hurting a hair on you. Especially not when playing with your head was so much more fun.
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The door hadn't locked all the way.
That's what you thought to yourself as you lay alone in your bed, turned towards the balcony door with your eyes wide open in the dark.
The door wasn't locked.
When you'd realized that outright escape by force wasn't an option, you'd spent hours studying the lock. It gave you something to do, and after a time, Armin had even let you pick one apart for your own amusement. Padding across the wooden floor, you made your movements small and light as possible; the slightest creak could send your captor racing upstairs to catch you red handed. Pulling a finely knit shawl from the back of a chair, you wrapped it tightly around your shoulders as you slipped a pair of shoes on over your bare feet. The night air was cold, late November spilling past the threshold of the room as you gingerly pulled the door open.
After, you wondered if you'd have made it out if you had been quicker. If you hadn't taken so long. But you knew, deep down, that you'd been doomed from the very start.
Your hand hadn't even left the knob when someone else's closed around your neck. The other had your arm pinned behind your back, twisting it sharply in warning when you tried to release the hand on the door.
"I wouldn't recommend that, love. Don't forget who the soldier is here."
Stifling a sob, you were wrenched back inside. The door was still open, the last hope you had just out of your reach as you trashed wildly against his hold. It really didn't matter. He was deceptively strong, and in a moment had you on the floor, backed into a corner and cowering like a mouse. He had no weapon, but the look in his eyes scared you senseless, manic and crazed as he bore down on you.
"Do you really think, for one second," he whispered, hands holding your shoulders in a vice grip as you clenched your eyes shut, "that there is anything out there for you? That your father won't just make you marry some old bastard in a glorified auction the second you return home? Come now, y/n, you're smarter than that."
"Or maybe," he continued, "you aren't. After all I thought it was perfectly clear I was baiting you. This was an experiment of sorts, and I'm afraid to say you failed miserably."
At this, you sobbed harder, fear rushing through you at the thought of what he would do to you. There was no one who knew where you were, no one around who even knew who you were. Even if you could get out, you knew Armin had connections. You'd heard rumors that he'd trained alongside the damn queen of the walls, for god's sake. He could literally kill you and the only one who'd know anything about it would be Armin himself. Besides, he was right. Nothing would change if you made it home. Life hadn't even felt worth living until you met him. Why should that change after?
"Oh no, darling, I'd never even think about hurting you," he murmured. Wrapping his arms around your cold body, he brought you into his chest as you cried, a smile growing on his lips in the dark. "I'm the only one who can protect you, don't you see? As long as you're with me, you'll be safe and loved like you never could be back home."
He kissed the top of your head gently as you wore yourself out, exhaustion taking over your mind as you finally relaxed into him.
"And after all," he said, making you meet his eyes as he spoke gently," doesn't that sound lovely?"
The worst thing about it all is you knew exactly what you were sacrificing when you answered, eyes shining with tears bright as stars in the warm darkness.
"It really, really does."
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Whump Wednesday - 14 - Yonderland
Title: Time [AO3]
Fandom: Yonderland
Characters: The Kissing Cousins - Jay (Larry's Cousin) / Wes (Ben's Cousin)
Prompt: After their second kiss, Jay reconsiders some things. - Idea by me.
A/N: It's finally Kissing Cousins time! Ngl, I'm low-key proud of the solution I came up with for the cousins issue because it's very much in line with Yonderland's general craziness. I hope you enjoy this fic!
Prompts are open, so if you want me to write a story for you just send me an ask with the fandom, characters and your prompt. I’m writing for Ghosts, Yonderland, Horrible Histories and Bill at the moment.
Six Idiots Whump Wednesday fics so far:
Comfort - Gabriel/Ian - “I brought you a blanket.”
Sharing - Vex/Ho-Tan “How long has it been since you slept?”
Cold Touch Part 1 - Thomas & Nigel - Nigel finds out Thomas's wound pains him.
Cold Touch Part 2 - Thomas & Nigel - Nigel finds a way to help Thomas.
Just you wait - Mike Peabody, Sam & Bob Hale - Mike is running himself into the ground and Sam and Bob find out why."
Constant - Gabriel and Bill - Bill and Gabriel talk out their feelings post kidnapping.
Tea - Ho-Tan & Voltari - Ho-Tan helps Voltari feel a little more at home after he and Dissectus seek asylum with the Elders
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Time
“Hey, what’s up with you?” Wes looked up from the pebbles he kept kicking with his shoes to find Jay squinting at him. “You’re not usually this quiet.”
Jay was right. On any other day, Wes would be telling jokes or singing songs horribly off-key to make the time pass a little faster on their two-day journey back to their village – and because he knew his antics never failed to make Jay laugh, and Wes loved nothing more than seeing him happy. Jay’s eyes always got all crinkly when he threw his head back at a particularly off-key and painful note, and for Wes there existed nothing more beautiful in all the realms than Jay’s unrestrained happiness.
But today was not like any other day. Today, Wes had kissed Jay – not just once but twice – and ruined everything. Just because he’d let himself get caught up in the moment. The look of shock and confusion on Jay’s face was forever burned into his mind, and Wes knew there was no going back from that. Things would never be the same between them again, and it was all his fault.
So no, Wes was not in the mood for telling silly jokes or singing jolly songs. All he wanted was to curl up in a corner somewhere and cry his heart out, preferably far away from Jay – which he knew wouldn’t be possible until they reached their village tomorrow. They were stuck together until then, and Wes hated every minute of it.
Swallowing down the tears, the sobs, the utter heartbreak he was feeling, he gathered up what little was left of his dignity and forced himself to meet Jay’s eyes with a nonchalant shrug. “I’m just not in the mood for talking.”
Jay lifted his eyebrows sceptically.
“You’re always in the mood for talking,” he pointed out. Then he narrowed his eyes. “Is this about the kiss?”
Kisses, Wes thought sullenly. Because of course he couldn’t just make a horrible mistake just once – no, he had to go and repeat it only a few hours later. Why did he do that? Why was he so utterly, overwhelmingly, incomprehensibly stupid?
“Of course this is about the kiss!” he exclaimed, stopping in the middle of the road to glare at Jay. “There, I’ve said it. Are you happy now?”
Jay glared right back at him. “No, I am not happy, Wesley.”
“Good, because neither am I!”
They stared at each other, breathing heavily, their cheeks red with anger, until Jay sighed and looked away.
“Why did you do it?” he asked quietly. The glow of the setting sun softened the lines of his face, seemed to caress it almost, and Wes’s stupid, treacherous heart missed a beat. There were a hundred reasons for why he had kissed Jay – perhaps even a thousand, or more. And yet it all came down to one very simple fact.
“Because I’ve wanted to for a very long time,” he admitted quietly.
Jay met his eyes. “We’re Cousins, Wes.”
Wes sighed. “I know. But – does that really have to make it weird?”
“Yes. Cousins don’t kiss each other,” Jay reminded him. “You know that, Wes.”
“What about the men from Uncle? They don’t have rules like that. Or the people from Nephew?” Wes couldn’t help but point out. “Why is Cousin the only place where it is frowned upon when you fall in love with your neighbour, your colleague, or – or your childhood friend?”
Jay was all those things to him. They had known each other their whole lives, had gone through thick and thin together with smiles on their faces and sworn to never let anything tear them apart. After all these years their stories were so interwoven that Wes could not possibly pinpoint the moment his feelings for his best friend had changed. Perhaps they had always been there, buried deep in his bones until it was time for them to bloom.
Now he wished they never had, especially when Jay said things like, “Because this is the way we’ve always lived, Wes. It is written.”
Wes didn’t know why he felt hurt – Jay had already made his thoughts on the matter unmistakably clear – but he still couldn’t help the tears welling up in his eyes as his feelings were dismissed a third time that day.
He turned away. “We better hurry if we want to get a room at the inn.”
Without waiting for a reply he started walking – towards the setting sun, towards the inn, but most importantly away from Jay.
If only it was that easy to walk away from his broken heart.
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“I’m sorry, lads. I’m afraid we’re pretty much booked for the night. There’s this festival in town, you see?”
The innkeeper droned on about traditions Wes had never heard of before and musical acts he couldn’t care less about. It was late, he was tired and emotionally exhausted. All he wanted was to lie down somewhere, drift off to sleep and forget this awful day had ever happened – and not listen to an old man’s tales which would get him nowhere.
He felt Jay step up beside him.
“Do you have a room left or not?” he asked impatiently, interrupting the innkeeper mid-sentence.
The innkeeper twirled his moustache around his finger and made a thoughtful noise. “Well, there is one … but it only has one bed and I didn’t think you lads would be–“
“We’ll take it,” Jay said, much to Wes’s surprise. He glanced over at his – friend? Former friend? Acquaintance? He had no idea what they were to each other now – but kept his mouth shut. If Jay wanted to share a room tonight – fine by him. Wes was so tired he didn’t care where he slept or whose snores were lulling him to sleep. He just wanted to rest his weary feet, close his aching eyes and escape the mess that was his life for a few blissful hours.
Five minutes later, he found himself trudging up the stairs after Jay with a rusty key in his hand. The sounds of the inn – song, roaring laughter, joyful cheers – were blissfully muted when they rounded the corner at the top and stepped into the hallway. Their room lay at its end, and what little sound managed to travel that far disappeared the moment they closed the door behind them.
Unceremoniously, Wes dropped his bag to the ground and kicked off his shoes. “You can have the bed. I’ll sleep on the floor.”
“What?” Jay spluttered behind him. “Why would you? We’ve shared before.”
Wes turned around and gave him a long, tired look. “Yeah, Jay. Before.”
Realisation dawned on Jay’s face. He looked between the bed and Wes, clearly processing things, before he heaved a heavy sigh and said in an uncharacteristically small voice, “You’re doing this for me.”
Wes shrugged. “Yeah, well … I don’t want to make you any more uncomfortable than I already have. I think I’ve done enough of that for one day.”
With that he turned away, blind to the look of dejection that passed over Jay’s face at his words. He undressed in silence, not caring if Jay was still staring at him or not, and used the water in the washbasin to scrub the worst grime of the day’s travel off his skin. It felt stale and cold but Wes hardly noticed. He was simply glad to feel clean again.
He was about to reach for one of the pillows when Jay’s quiet voice stopped him.
“Leave it,” he said softly. Their eyes met in the flickering candle light. “The bed’s big enough for both of us.”
Wes was too tired to argue. “Alright.”
He crawled under the covers and curled up as close to the edge as he could. It was the least he could do. He closed his eyes and tried not to listen to the sounds Jay was making as he got ready for bed – the soft rustling of fabric as he changed into his nightshirt, the splash of water as he washed himself, the shuffling of sock-clad feet as he blew out the candles – but it was hard to ignore the way the bed dipped under Jay’s weight, or how the sheets moved as he tried to get comfortable.
It seemed to take ages until Jay finally settled down. When silence descended upon the room at last, Wes let out a soft sigh and felt himself drifting off to sleep. He welcomed the darkness with open arms like an old friend and–
“You were right.”
Wes’s eyes snapped open. “What?”
Jay took a deep breath. “You were right. Earlier. It shouldn’t be weird. People living in the same town marry each other all the time. We see it everywhere we go. They’re not the weird ones – we are.”
Wes had no idea when this change of heart had happened, where it was coming from or what he was supposed to do with it. His heart was in his throat as he rolled onto his back and peered to his right, trying to make out Jay’s face in the dark.
“What are you saying, Jay?” he asked softly.
Their eyes met.
“I don’t want to lose you over some stupid rule somebody wrote down generations ago for reasons we don’t even remember,” Jay confessed, his voice barely above a whisper.
Oh, Wes thought. For some reason, Jay – beautiful, brilliant Jay who took so much pride in his work as Cousin’s historian and valued the old scrolls in the town’s archives more than all the gold in the world – was not only questioning the writings he had built his whole life around, he was actually renouncing them. It didn’t make any sense. Jay loved his work – Wes knew that better than anyone. He loved uncovering the mysteries of the past and putting the lost pieces back together, and felt more at home among the dusty shelves and indecipherable scribblings of people long gone than he did in his own house.
Why would he turn his back on all that – for Wes, nonetheless?
Wes averted his eyes.
“But you don’t like me like that,” he murmured.
“No,” Jay said and Wes’s stupid, wildly beating heart fell and shattered. “I’ve never allowed myself to like you like that.”
Beneath the covers, Wes felt Jay’s fingers tentatively brush against his own and forgot how to breathe.
“But I think I could, Wes,” Jay continued softly, sounding terribly hopeful. “If you give me time.”
Time. Wes would give him the moons and the stars if Jay wanted them, would dive to the deepest depths of the oceans and climb to the highest peaks of the world if Jay asked him to. Giving him time was nothing.
“Of course,” he whispered into the dark. “But Jay – are you sure?”
He felt Jay’s hand close around his. There was no hesitation to the gesture, no reluctance – only gentleness and certainty.
“It is,” Jay promised quietly, and for the first time since their ill-fated kiss that morning, Wes allowed himself to believe that maybe, just maybe everything would turn out alright.
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If you're feeling up to writing a bit of Mikey, could I please request him being an asshat to everyone and being told off by his S/O after he asks Jack if he wants to earn a dollar?
(You know the part where he says to ask Arthur about the stick up his butt?)
He's such a dickhead and I find myself telling the screen off when he does it! 😂
OR
His S/O giving him a slap and a bollocking after he kicks Cain, then they fuss over Cain and force Micah to make friends with him.
I dunno, it's up to you 😂 You could write any scenario you want, I'll still love it 😘😘
i am always up to writing for a bit of mikey (that nickname is so cute) but ngl i had no idea how to write this or put this together. I watched the clips again so i could get it accurate but i changed it bc i didn't know if u wanted a happy ending or not but i hope i delivered <33 also u asked for either and i gave u both :)
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Clemens Point was a strange place with even stranger people. After leaving valentine in a hurry it seems the entire gang was on edge and ready to blow like a stick of dynamite. It seems having to act like upstanding heartfelt citizens to the Grays and the Braithwaites has meant everyone is that aggravated and pent up.
On more than one occasion you’d seen Sadie lose it when Pearson got to pushy with chores and it seems Abigail and John couldn’t stand to have a normal conversation for five minutes before one of them broke. It wasn’t much better with Dutch and Hosea who were constantly disagreeing on the right moves for the gang, although they were much more civil about it.
You did your best to keep out of everyone’s way, to avoid the confrontation but knowing your luck you’d end up getting involved one way or another.
You were returning to camp one sweltering hot afternoon with Sadie after you finished collecting the gang’s weekly stock from the general store. You were only half listening to the hustle around the camp as you were too busy listening to Sadie tell you all about Pearson’s dear aunt Cathy. You stepped off the wagon and headed to the back to start unloading some of the supplies when the sound of Micah’s voice could be heard talking to Jack.
“How’d ya like to earn a dollar?”
His voice with thick with malice as he hunched over the wooden table. In Micah’s hands was a silver nickel that he fiddled with between his fingers, much like you’d seen of him do with his knife. Your eyes found Jack who was almost reluctant to get anywhere near the man who you knew scared him. However, being the innocent child that he was his eyes lit up at the sight of something shiny.
“A dollar? Sure.”
You carried the heavy bag of potatoes over to Pearson’s wagon as you went back for another round of supplies but you kept the boy in the corner of your eye.
“Well…go on up to old Arthur Morgan, ask him about the pole he’s got stuck up his ass and I’ll give ya a dollar.”
Micah’s face lit up in a smirk, his accent thick and his typical evil giggle falling from his mouth. He sat back on the chair, satisfied at the mischief he’s caused.
Before you could get anywhere Jack had run off to where Arthur was sitting in his tent, reading over a letter. You placed another round of ammunition into Strauss’ wagon, dropping it hastily and running as you saw Arthur walk right up to Micah with a murderous look in his eye.
“I’ll give you a dollar if you shut your—“
Arthur didn’t get to finish his insult before you stepped in front of him with a soft hand on his shoulder. You gave him a soft smile and a nod, quietly saying to your dear friend that you’d handle this.
With that you turned with your own look of anger directed to Micah. Everyone knew you loved him but they also knew you didn’t hesitate to call him out and get him to behave when you had to.
“Micah leave the damn boy alone!”
He scoffed like he wasn’t offended you didn’t defend him and instead chose to call him out. Micah’s hands came up in his signal of fake defeat as he slowly backed away from his place at the table, acting as if he was nothing more than the innocent bystander and not the one who nearly ended up on the ground with a broken nose for starting it.
You watched as Micah lingered around the edge of the camp, his eyes trained to yours as he lit a cigarette but you ignored him. Instead you walked over to Jack, smiling softly and taking his hand to lead him to the river’s edge.
“Common, why don’t we go see if we can find any beautiful rock on the sand, hmm? I’m sure your mother would love such a beautiful gift.”
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Of course, it wasn’t more than a few days later when you ran into trouble again with Micah. You’d spent your time ignoring him mostly, instead choosing to go hunting with Charles and Arthur, practice your throwing knives with Javier and help teach Jack to read. You knew how badly it pissed Micah off to do things without him but he needed to understand that there was a way to treat people, especially with people you considered family.
You rolled up your sleeves, using your forearm to wipe the sweat from your forehead as you picked up the knife and started cutting carrots and potatoes for tonights stew.
“Are you a good boy? Yes you are! The best boy”
Your head came up to notice bill sitting against the log by the campfire, scratching under Cain’s chin and giving the energetic dog pats along the back. You couldn’t help but smile at the new addition to the gang and how happy it made you to see Bill less stressed. It seemed that having Cain made everyone feel more caring and loving.
All except Micah.
“You’re the fool that feed’s him Marion. He ain’t nothing more than a filthy mongrel and an extra mouth to feed.”
Micah had stood from his place on the opposite side of the campfire to antagonise Bill. A frustrated noise leaves you as you slam the knife down on the wooden bench, ready to storm over there and chew Micah’s ear off. You take a step forward only for Miss Grimshaw, who was working next to you, to grab your arm and stop you before you get any further.
“There is a time and a place dear, don’t make it worse.”
Of course you knew Susan was just trying to keep another argument from happening but you push past her when you see Micah inching towards Cain who had left his spot at Bill’s feet to hide by a wagon. In a split second decision you pick the knife you’re cooking with and use it like a throwing knife to get his attention. The knife swings through the air, not getting near anyone, it wasn’t like you actually wanted to stab Micah no matter how badly he could get on your nerves and watched as it got wedged into the tree behind him.
Micah’s head shot up, his foot moving away from Cain and stared dumbfounded and shocked, unused to seeing you so skilfully throw a knife but your practices paid off. You walked right into his personal space, taping your finger against his chest.
“Don’t. You. Dare”
Micah’s first response was to try and sweet-talk his way out of it like he always does but you were in no mood to deal with his slyness.
“Dare to do what sweetheart? Common now… weren’t gonna do nothin—“
Your hand came to give Micah a crisp slap across the cheek, apart of you was shocked that you’d even do such a thing but the other half of you was furious.
“Don’t underestimate for a minute that I won’t dump you right now and throw you out of camp Micah. I’m not some stranger you can sweet-talk when you get in trouble. I swear, if I see you go anywhere near Cain the knife isn’t going to hit the tree next time.”
Micah’s eyebrows shoot up in shock as you lecture him in front of almost the entire gang. Even Dutch put his book down when he heard your slap. He was lost for words, truely, having now other thought as he watched you walk away back to preparing tonights stew. He didn’t move from his place until he heard you whistle for Cain to sit by your feet, where he went and meandered off into the forest to give you space. All he knew was that he must have fucked up bad if you threatened to leave him.
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A few hours later you’d managed to calm down, watching the sunset after Ms Grimshaw gave you the rest of the night off to relax at how pent up you were. Now sitting here you couldn’t help but feel like you may have over reacted but Micah had pushed your buttons one too many times and if Micah was going to listen to anyone it would be you. You let out a soft but hearty sigh as the tension and stress from your shoulders left with your breath. Your body relaxed against the tree and you watched the sun gently dip below the horizon.
It was well and truely dark before you heard the rustling of grass and the thud of someone sitting next to you. You thought it may have been Arthur coming to check on you but that thought died when arms wrapped around your waist and you felt Micah rest his chin on your shoulder, his stringy hair tickling your face at the gentle breeze.
“…M’ sorry…”
A very quiet and forced apology was pulled from Micah as he cuddled into you, mumbling it into your shoulder at the pain of actually having to apologise.
“Sorry won’t cut it Micah. You have to stop treating people that I care about— people that are family better.”
Micah sighs, the defeated, tired one that shows he’s willing to listen because no matter how badly he stirs up trouble, the thought of losing you is enough to have him turn his mind around.
“I know…gonna make it up to ya I promise.”
A soft and very cautious kiss is placed on your shoulder with Micah knowing he’s still not forgiven by you yet.
“You’re damn well gonna make it up to me. Firstly you’re apologising to Jack first thing tomorrow and secondly you need to pull your weight for this gang— and no I’m not talking about robbing another coach. To start you can sit on guard duty with me and you can wash my clothes.”
“I’ll just buy you new clothes”
You give Micah a death glare as you tilt your head to look at him. Instantly his teasing smirk leaves and his arms come to wrap tighter around your body, resting his hands on your stomach and intertwining your fingers.
“Alright, alright… guard duty ain’t so bad.”
You sit together for a while in a comfortable silence. All the energy from today had left you and you no longer had it in you to keep arguing. You’d hold Micah to his promise to do better but for now you leant back into his embrace and rested your head against his.
“Can I at least sleep in the tent tonight?”
You smiled softly as you hummed in contemplation just to tease him. Micah hadn’t come to sleep in your shared tent since the day he messed with Jack and both of you had missed each other despite the frustration and anger you had.
“Hmm, we’ll see.”
Micah thinks you’ve said no, panicking internally but is stopped when you turn your head and place a soft kiss to his cheek over the mark from where you’d slapped him not so long ago. It wasn’t the kiss that he wanted but he still needed to make it up to you before you gave him what he wanted.
You reached a soft hand up behind you, cradling his head and rubbing your thumb over his sore cheek.
“Is your cheek okay?”
Micah let out a gravelly noise, deep from his chest as he leaned into your hand.
“Ain’t gotta worry sweetheart, I’ve survived much worse”
You don’t get to reply when a tentative and cautious Cain makes his way over to the two of you. You pat your leg and he curls up beside you with his head resting on your leg and his tail thumbing, relaxed and happy.
Micah on the other hand was not relaxed or happy as he tensed up and moved away from the dog and you. If it wasn’t for your hand holding the back of his head he probably would’ve jumped away.
“Micah Cain isn’t going to hurt you, he just wants attention like you. See? No need to be afraid.”
To prove your point you reach a hand out and gently brush over his short, grey fur, watching as he perks up.
“I ain’t afraid!”
You would’ve believed him if you didn’t catch the waver in his voice but you knew. You knew after seeing him be spooked by the animal more than once around camp.
The hand that was still intertwined with his gently guided his hand pat Cain, letting him slowly get comfortable to him.
It took some time but finally Micah had gotten used to Cain enough to realise he was clearly not a threat. At some point Cain had moved over to Micah’s side, resting beside him as the night became later.
A yawn left you and you slowly sank into Micah’s embrace, your eyelids falling shut as you dozed, clearly exhausted.
Holding Micah to his promise was a job for tomorrow, but for now you let yourself fall asleep in his arms, the tent be damned.
#in the video micah is totally scared of cain#the man is terrified lmao#im also addicted to the nickname mikey now#adroable#and ignore the errors i have not edited this#micah bell x reader#micah bell imagine#micah bell#red dead redemption 2#rdr2
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fuckboy!suna
[ masterlist ]
kageyama | osamu | kita | tendou
my baby ++ my mind kinda loopy after reading killing stalking lmfao help me
suna the fuckboy
has a nice ring to it ngl
since he’s practically besties with the miya twins, you know this fool is gonna be accustomed to their antics
since him and the twins are like a package deal, they do shit together
even if it pains him, he’ll do it cs bro code and theyre just tight like that
at first he’s like “no wtf??” when he was first told abt the idea
but atsumu managed to convince him by saying “live a little you boring ass bitch”
and my dude LOVED it
he loved the attention
#attentionwhore
i picture him as this rich and lowkey bratty boy
so what he wants, what he gets
if he wants this specific person, he will get that person
no matter what it takes
probably already thought of 28931892 ways to get their attention
like kita, he has this appeal when he��s s i l e n t
cs he’s observing your daily actions
just like how a predator stalks its prey
how ironic it is that he looks like a fox lol
he also gets pretty bored easily
so if you’re a fling, you only last for like 2-3 business days with him then you’re out of the picture
it just works like that
if his flings decide to say the i love you word,,
he’s DEADASS just going to say “yikes”
just like the pic above ^^^
suna flings™: heart: crushed
suna: heart: breaker
its not his fault his flings fall for him hard
and i dont blame them
like he got looks, money, timid personality, etc
dream boy tbh
and then just like that, hes bored of u and now he’s onto another person
its a cycle
rinse, wash, repeat
also if you were a suna fling™ best believe you’re gonna get a few trinkets here and there
almost like a consolation gift from him that you caught his attention
LMFAOOOAOASFJSAKSAD
but if he really liked your company, he’s going to give his favorite food which is jelly fruit sticks or ice pops LMAFSKLDJAKLDJ
suna is just a big babie
but with,,,, an impressive appeal ASKJHASJD
the reason why he’s acting like this cs his great great love broke his heart
(atsumu only gave him a push to like finally let go or sumn but at least now we know this bitch has commitment issues)
to be fair, it was his fault to begin with but he never thought the day would come that you would leave him
he still remembers the day so vividly when you called him to meet up with you at the school gates
only to tell him that you were done with the relationship then u’re crying and shit and suna realized that he’s been neglecting you all this time
yeah that shit hurted huh
but what hurt you even more was the fact that after you broke up with him, he suddenly got this fuckboy reputation in school
anyway
time to time you and suna make eye contact in the hallways
as he is STILL your classmate
and you’d just roll your eyes then walk away leaving him all sad and shit
suna frowns seeing you breathing and shit without him and his mood worsens when his little suna fangirls are crowding him
bonus:
atsumu: suna
suna, tearing up: y/n used to call me that
osamu: that’s because that’s your fucking name
a big chunk of him still wants you back
like who wouldn’t
so maybe it was time to cut this fuckboy façade he had going on and try to reel you back in
he knows it wont be easy
HE DID NEGLECT YOU AS HE WAS GETTING BORED (of the relationship, never of u)
not that he’d admit that or whatever haahah gotta keep that big boy pride
so one random ass day, he approaches you
“hey y/n”
“what do you want suna?” you say coldly
ouchies its been a long ass time since u called him suna
u used to call him rinrin or rin or taro or ro or babe
“aha nothing just checking up on u!!” he blurts out before he bolts out of the classroom leaving you like ????
“he’s probably already bored of his fuckboy act, tsk typical of him” you tsked, rolling your eyes as you pack shit into your bag as you move on to the next classroom
since that interaction suna has been in a slump
where he doesnt want to do shit at all
like he just blankly stares down at all the people following, gawking over him
barely practices only unless kita forces him to
“i wonder what’s wrong with suna” osamu murmurs to atsumu as they sat down on the bleachers drinking water
“i heard he talked to y/n for the first time since their break up” atsumu replies
“he still wants her back huh” osamu comes to a conclusion
“probably i mean, have you seen y/n? i’m surprised suna was able to sweep her away” atsumu smiles to himself, “if i were suna, i’d never let her go like fuck”
too bad for the twins suna was listening the entire damn time
now he made it his mission to get you back
that and to get atsumu’s dirty hands off of you if he ever does get the chance to do so
suna starts small with his little plan to get you back
like leaving anonymous letters at your locker
leaving you snacks and shit on your table when you weren’t looking
not very fuckboy of him but what else is he gonna do ???? he cant just walk up to you and call it a day
he thinks he’s being secretive but you know your man
you caught on lmfao
his handwriting was a dead giveaway and the fact he gives you jelly related snacks oh lord
not wanting to hurt his feelings, you just kept them for his sake
so gradually this went on for like several days
and now you get shit in your locker
homeboi still knows your password duh and u never changed it lol
you opened your locker and found a daisy sitting on top of your bento box
tbh you were kinda touched that he still remembers the little things you like despite its been months since your break up
you felt someone staring at you and lo and behold as you turned around it was suna peeking from the corner of the hallway
(it was hard not to notice this dude is like 6′1 ft. tall)
you caught his eye and you miraculously smiled at him
for what?? the first time in months?????
cue suna’s stomach exploding with fireworks
suna blushes and backs up from the corridor and rushes to his lunch table in peace
“ey someone’s happy” osamu comments as suna finally sits down with them
“its nothing, got a good grade at literature that’s all” suna quietly shares, still thinking about how beautiful your smile was
“pfft right.. like you’d look like you’re on cloud nine with a good grade” atsumu snickers, “who’s the lucky lady?” he wiggles his eyebrows
osamu gives him a look to which of course atsumu ignores
right off the bat you walked in the cafeteria with all your glory, with the daisy he gave you tucked in the front pocket of your blazer
suna’s eyes follows your figure as you sat beside your friends
atsumu starts whistling lowly, “dang y/l/n still looks beautiful as ever” he gives suna the side eye
and instantly suna’s mood took a 18- turn and now the dude was scowling
“i should ask her out” atsumu smirks, lowkey enjoying suna getting worked up
suna rolls his eyes and stands up and walks over to your table
“now look what you’ve done!” osamu scolds his brother
atsumu swats him away, “i did him a big ass favor”
as you were chatting away with your friends, your friends suddenly stop talking and stared at something behind your back
“what?” you asked, turning around to see no one other than suna rintarou
“he-”
and this mf kissed you
IN FRONT OF EVERYONE iN THE CAFETERIA
“didn’t they break up?”
“doesnt suna have a new girlfriend right now or what?”
hushed whispers from the inarizaki students when they basically witnessed the kiss
but you and suna didn’t care
what shocked suna is how you kissed him back
“if you wanted me back so bad then use your words, rin” you chuckled, pulling his necktie so he can sit next to you
“i’m sorry..” he squeaked, finding your hand under the table, “all i want is you and no one else” he murmurs, shying away from you
“i knew you couldn’t last being a fuckboy” you laughed, squeezing his hand. “tell atsumu his ass is done for” you rolled your eyes playfully but on the inside you were already thinking of ways to get back at atsumu
#fuckboy!haikyuu#haikyuu imagines#haikyuu scenarios#haikyuu headcannons#haikyuu x reader#suna imagines#suna scenarios#suna headcannons#suna x reader#suna rintarou imagines#suna rintarou scenarios#suna rintarou headcannons#suna rintarou x reader#suna rintaro imagines#suna rintaro scenarios#suna rintaro x reader#suna rintaro headcannons
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Request for anon: Fav boys with an S/O that's usually a hardass but has a moment of just 'oh my god that's so fucking cute' that they start crying??
Bakugou:
• Listen, you weren't totally against showing emotion but you really only showed two
• Frustration and 'happiness'
• Aka you laughed a lot but had no problem blowing up on someone
• No one had ever seen you outside of those two moods
• Half the class just assumed you never got sad or anything
• The other half assumed you never really had a reason too but maybe one day you'd snap
• Crying? You? Off the table.
• You're not capable of it
• They'd seen you detach yourself from things without a second thought
• CRAZY how you and Bakugou actually WORKED together in a relationship
• To be honest Bakugou doesnt even know if he's seen you cry
• He figures he'll see it eventually
• And he's right :)
• Bc one day you two are walking ahead if the bakusquad
• And theres this fucking puppy
• And it's so small
• Its a lil weiner dog
• And an audible rasp is ripped out of your throat followed by a small 'oh my god'
• His head fuckin WHIPS around• And he's met with you tearing up as you stare at this small dog and his mouth d r o p a
• This??? This is what it takes for you to cry????
• You put a hand over your mouth, mumbling something else and Bakugou is having a stroke
• You're like full crying now
• There are t e a r s
• He moves a little closer, wrapping and arm around your shoulder
• "Are you seriously crying over a dog right now?"
No words. You just nod.
• He accepts it
• No questions asked
• Bakusquad is what you call
• V fuckin confused
• "I want a puppy," you mumbled, breathing uneven.
"I know,"
"Katsu he was so tiny,"
"I know,"
• Cue more crying
Izuku:
• Hard ass 100%
• emotionally constipated on the Bakugou level
• emotion what's that??
• Idk
• Neither do you apparently
• You were just chilling most of the time
• Just- looking really blank
• never really felt comfortable with showing a lot of emotion
• People could use that against you
• call you week-
• You didn't want that
• you were dating the new symbol of peace, you had to keep up
• This happens during a rescue
• You get people out and once you're standing on the sidelines, the fight over- this little boy runs up to you, hugging your legs
• Thank your's are falling out of his mouth and he looks teary eye'd
• He puts his hands up and makes grabby hands and you immediately pick him up
• You kiss his forehead, your hold on the child tightening
• I mean at this point you're crying too
• Bc he was so damn cute
• Even with all the dirt on his face
• And Izuku is just standing there
• baffled
• bc you
• the person who was literally STABBED four times and kept a straight face the whole time about a year ago
• is crying over a child saying thank you
• He takes care of the press- and whatever else he needs to before slowly making his way over to you, pressing a kiss to your cheek.
• The boy was still in your arms
• "You okay princess?"
"Fine, thanks,"
• New image for the press!!
• You went from known for no emotion to Oh my god they have emotion????
• ur v upset about it
Hitoshi:
• He know you cant express emotions exactly how you want
• you'd told him it always felt weird and uncomfortable
• Especially letting other people see it
• Deadass took him 3 months after the initial four you guys were dating to pry that out of you
• He's never really minded though
• he just wants you to feel comfortable and be okay
• So he's always gone along with the casually mean laugh a lot vibe you've had
• But one day
• one faithful day
• you two are walking after an icecream date
• And you see these 2 little kittens in a beat up box
• you GASP and your hand immediately leaves his as you jog over
• And you coo at them, picking them up, one in each hand
• He's behind you when the water works start
• "Toshi...they're so cute-" you sniff
"Are you crying?"
"No- Yeah, just look at them. They're so tiny, they're gonna die out here alone,"
"Oh my god babe,"
"Toshi we have to take them back."
"I don't know if we can do that, we can take them to a shelter-"
• you're full on sobbing now, a blubbering and hiccuping mess
• he feels like he's gonna pass out
• what's he supposed to do
• you chose now to start crying??
• "No-No because they might end up on the street again and they need love, toshiiiii-" you whine out
• So he hugs you from behind, using one hand to pet the cat in your left hand. "Okay, we'll take them back. We can talk to Aizawa sensei."
• he presses a gentle kiss to your neck
• You def apologize later for crying in front if him, almost refusing to look him in the eye
• He flicks you and tells you to do it more often
Sero:
• hardass?? Yes and no
• You vibe
• you just chill and go with the punches
• but GOD do you refuse affection and basic human emotion.
• It took him 3 MONTHS to convince you to go out with him
• That he wasn't going to hurt you or judge you
• 3 MONTHS
• And what felt like fucking forever for you to accept his advances for affection
• He's so patient with you, you'll never find another man like this
• pls keep him forever
• Anyway now yall just vibe together
• But he's never seen you upset tbh
• And he's never seen you cry
• You push all that down, constantly just staying in a place of whatever
• He's a little concerned about it ngl
• but he doesn't know how to really help it
• Has deadass secretly been reading books about it
• Anyway
• One day y'all are chilling
• You're in his room
• he's at his desk- looking over an essay that was due the next day and you were in his hammock, already having finished it
• But he was bopping
• he had an earbud in one ear and he was mumbling along with the song, bopping his head and moving around in his chair, randomly bursting out a lyric here and there
• And then he heard a sniffle
• He immediately turns around and he see's you
• Your eyes are watery
• he pulls his earbud out and he's making his way over to you, clearly worried
• "Babe what's wrong?"
You shake your head, waving him off.
"No no, c'mon tell me-"
"You're just so damn cute and I love you so much. Precious."
• He's confused for a moment before it processes and he grins
"Is that why you're crying?"
"Yes!" You wipe your eyes again. "Thank you,"
He climbs into the hammock carefully, and wraps his arms around you.
• Not particularly what he had in mind when you finally decided to show emotion like that but he'd take it
Kirishima:
• puppy and cat
• aka
• Bubbly jock and hard ass motherfucker who can and will kill you
• He knows that you cant freely express what you feel all the time
• He understands more than most people think
• Because he knows it's easier to just be bitter than risk getting hurt again
• and you've opened up a lot!!
• and he's proud of you! Really.
• He tells you all the time and you gag and call him a sap but he knows that you secretly enjoy it
• Anyway you two are eating lunch outside
• Kirishima is babbling about something that happened after class the other day and you were eating quietly listening to your boyfriends ramblings
• And suddenly he feels a finger on his lips
• He opens his eyes confused, going to talk again before you sush him
• You're looking at a bird
• a REALLY small bird
• you take a small piece of bread from his sandwhich
• "Hi baby," you coo, "how you doin? Want some food?" You slowly hold the piece out
• The birds head tilts a little and he takes a hop
• then another
• and he watches you tense up
• and the bird takes the bread piece and flies away, he watches it go before looking back at you
• he about has a stroke
• you're fucking crying
• "Babe- wait- why are you crying?" He puts a hand on your shoulder
"What the fuck, that was so cute. Eij, he was so cute."
"Well yeah-"
"Jesus he was so tiny," you sniff, "did you see the way he tilted his head- oh my god and his little hop? No fuck off I'm gonna cry more,"
• And you do
• But honestly he doesn't even care bc you're finally letting something else in
• and it means you're comfortable around him
• so he only wraps his arms around your waist and pull you closer
• "he was very cute,"
#Bakugou Katsuki#Katsuki Bakugou#Bakugou x reader#katsuki x reader#bakugou Katsuki x reader#Izuku Midoryia#Midoryia Izuku#Izuku x reader#Midoryia x reader#Deku x reader#shinsou hitoshi#hitoshi shinsou#hitoshi shinso x reader#hitoshi shinsō#sero hanta#hanta sero#sero hanta x reader#Sero#eijirou kirishima#kirishima eijirou#kirishima eijiro x reader#kirishima x reader#eijirou x reader
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My favorite study channels on youtube:
I think it is good to show people who really did help me when making efficient notes, good study methods, and other things I find helpful
(I’m actually listening to this video right now! I think others should watch it is is so helpful in making me thinking better about studying https://youtu.be/7L6kTIs0feY)
Top favorite ones with amazing study methods:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC0a0jgB33-HHcAm84UFfPgw
Vee was like my first study youtuber I ever watched and I promise you she is amazing and watching her really motivates you.
https://www.youtube.com/c/studyquill
I’m pretty sure mostly everyone knows Jasmine from studyquill and I love her new content. I feel like there is so much of her in it, like, she just talks and is so sweet. I usually cannot watch some studyblrs because seeing how much they buy can affect my mood (it has nothing to do with them, let me clarify this if you make your own money I’m not going to tell you how to spend it) because I just hate how the study community is driven by capitalism and other aspects. Still love her videos, she’s like tied for first place with Vee.
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCc1tG1M1qP4IE6AQLXXWyww
I’m putting Seo in here again just because I freaking love her. She’s so smart and posts amazing study with me’s. I also really love that she didn’t go to like a really big college or like- some studyblrs say “Harvard-” or “my yale routine”. IDK maybe I’m the only one who finds it annoying when I see that and also I loved that she kept her stats away from her channel because I feel like so many people compare each other to another person when we can’t. (I also agree with her about the academia community and how the studyblr community is driven by capitalism. She made two good videos I think about educating others about it. Please watch them if you have time).
https://www.youtube.com/c/faechae
Ngl this is a youtuber I watch for the aesthetics. Her notes are really pretty but she also uses cheaper supplies than others meaning I can find them more easily than many of the Japanese or Korean brands (FYI she doesn’t post anymore).
https://www.youtube.com/c/NityaA
Don’t even get me started about my girl Nitya! I love her and her videos have helped me so much with time managment and ugh so many things about studying and scheduling. She is so smart, I’m so happy and proud of her. She is really and underappriciated youtuber who just needs like so much more for what she is giving us.
https://www.youtube.com/c/Imaginfinity
Holly is one of the most calming studyblrs I’ve watched. When first entering into the studyblr community I watched a ton of her videos and saw how she studied. I loved her note taking video, I wouldn’t say ours are exactly the same but it was so helpful for me to see how she worked her notes. I haven’t watched some of her videos as much, but she speaks French beautifully so if you want to learn French she even makes videos in French. She goes to university in Switzerland (I believe).
Overall, these people either introduced me into the studyblr community or I just really liked their videos and watch them on a daily basis.
Now I also want to include some other youtube channels, ones I believe are very good I just do not watch as much:
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCLFInhk1CdnuNXFv1U153Ow
Amazing notes, I watched her AP Bio note flip throughs and prepping for the AP Bio exam videos religiously man (Also girl got into Harvard!!!!)
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCheCLPdZVTEXY3CMiFKuGmw
SO many videos on SAT and how to do well. Her methods didn’t really work for me however it worked for some of my friends when I shared them (and she will probably be on my standardize testing sheet when/if I make it).
https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCwt1z4MjzidssIafOW-OWow
I really don’t want to say I don’t like Emily, I believe she is a very dedicated student who works hard and literally is good at what she does, she does support the buying aspect or continous buying aspect of the community that I personally don’t like to see. However, others do love to watch her and she is so considerate of others, especially in her ipad notes videos where she started showing cheaper alternatives (and even free apps) for ipad note taking, the apple pencil, and more. I would say watch her if you want like a “true” studyblr youtuber.
https://www.youtube.com/c/studycollab
This is Alicia’s channel, I have mentioned her before on another post but I feel like she does give similar content to Emily. She is a very dedicated student and I LOVE her organization system. I wish I had the ability to organize like she does however I do not.
https://www.youtube.com/c/yueminie
I think this will be the last youtuber I talk about. She makes motivational videos along with simple routine videos I find myself watching every now and then. Very nice and I enjoy listening to some background noises while taking breaks.
I think this is the end of my first list. This list will always start growing and changing. I hope to share more yotubers especially small youtubers within the studyblr community and minorities within our community because I feel like (this is something Seo mentions in her videos as well) it can be very white focused or there is little representation of black students. I want to help fix this by spreading information of students who I believe give good advice and aren’t as popular as others (and by no means and I’m saying any of my ‘big’ youtubers don’t deserve it. They do. Mostly all youtubers in the studyblr community do deserve everything they recieve and most likely more because they try really hard to appeal to their community. I don’t hate on any studyblr, I simply want to spread more out there).
I hope you guys enjoyed reading and watching these youtubers. I wish you to have a great day! Go take a break, eat some fruit or a cookie, and just breath. You are working hard to be a better student and I know you will reach your ability to get there so let’s work on this one day at a time. Have a nice day chicks!
#studyblr#studyblr youtubers#study community#note#SAT prep#Annie does SAT prep I forgot to mention that#whoopsie#good studyblrs#my favorites#favs#I love all of these people#please give them all love#don't be rude and put negative comments in their videos#tbhstudying#studyquill
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