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blondwhowrites · 6 months

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A/N: this was inspired by a fic called parental guidance by Obriengf go check them out! Also this is a fem reader and there is no actual child it's a doll for an assignment. Anyways enjoy this crack fic

This was certainly not how you saw your week going—being forced to take care of a doll. "Y/N and Stiles", Coach Finnstock listed off the partners for the assignment. You let out a sigh as you were given your new 'child'. You stared at it with a look of discontent. You weren't good with children. You had no idea how to take care of a child, even if it was just a doll.

"Time to show off my skills as a future dilf", Stiles claimed as he walked up to you with a happy smile. You raised a brow as you looked at your friend and now co-parent.

"Never call yourself that again", you stated blankly, and you held out the baby for him to take. You watched as Stiles took the baby from your arms, and you were surprised at how immediate his switch from his usual sarcastic self to a more paternal and caring self was. He cradled the baby in his arms, and you didn't know how to feel when he started to coo at it like it was an actual baby.

"We gotta name her", he said, and he looked up at you. He held out the baby for you to take, and you shook your head and stepped away, making sure that the baby stayed far away from you. He looked at you with a frown. "The doll isn't going to bite."

You narrowed your eyes at him. Feeling embarrassed by his words, you said, "I'm just not a parental person."

He rolled his eyes. "Well, you don't really have a choice. This is our child we are talking about, and I won't let my child have a deadbeat absent mother", he said, cradling the baby close to his chest and rocking it gently.

You gawked at his words. "Stiles, it's a doll", you stated. You gestured to the doll with a 'are you serious' expression.

"I say we name her Ahsoka", he said, disregarding your statement. He maneuvered the doll so that he could pick up his stuff.

You grabbed your things as the bell rang, signaling that class was over. "We aren't naming our child after a Star Wars character", you said, and you followed him out of the classroom and into the hall.

Stiles smirked, and he turned his head to look at you. "Notice how you called it our child", He held the doll out for you to take, and begrudgingly, you took it.

"Okay, that is not how you hold a baby", Stiles said, and he stepped towards you, taking your arms and guiding them to the correct positions to safely hold the baby. You flinched as suddenly the baby started to cry in a high-pitched voice.

"Make it stop", you complained as you tried to rock the baby as gently as you could. After a second of you doing that, the crying suddenly stopped. You lit up as you realized that you had successfully made it stop. "Okay, maybe this week won't be as bad as I thought", you conceded, and you looked down at the doll with a newfound softness.

Stiles smiled softly as he admired you. "You're going to be a great momma to our little Ahsoka", he cooed teasingly.

"Wow, okay, never call me that again", you said as you continued on your way to the cafeteria. "Ahsoka Claudia Stilinski doesn't sound so bad, I guess."

Stiles expression immediately softened. You were perfect. "Claudia?", he asked with a small smile.

"Well, of course,", you responded, and you softly cooed at the doll in your arms.

"I want to rip this doll to shreds", Your soft moment was ruined by Malia, who held a crying doll in her arms. Besides her was Lydia, who had been partnered with Malia.

You rolled your eyes. "This is going to be a long week", you mumbled to yourself.

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You were woken up by the sounds of a baby crying, and you immediately let out a frustrated groan. "Stiles, it's your turn", you grumbled. You turned to face the sleeping boy, and you shook him.

The boy woke up with a start. He looked around, confused, and dazed until the drowsiness faded away. He frowned as he registered the sound of crying. "Come on, Ahsoka, let your mother sleep", he cooed as he leaned over to grab the doll from the makeshift cradle you and Stiles had made. He cradled the doll in his arms, shushing the doll until eventually the crying stopped. He let out a sigh of relief. It had been another long night of researching the recent missing persons case. You had come over to help Stiles, and it ended with you staying the night, which was normal considering how close you two were.

"Give me my daughter", you mumbled as you held out your arms. Stiles nodded, and he gave you the doll, and he chuckled as he watched you embrace the doll and fall back to sleep with her cuddled in your arms.

It wasn't even halfway through the week, and you had already become attached to the doll. Stiles found it cute how motherly you had become over the past two days. You went from hating it to never wanting to let it go. "Goodnight, baby momma", he whispered, and he leaned down to press a kiss on your forehead

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"Y/N, where is the bottle?", Stiles asked as he frantically tried to look for the bottle that came with the doll. "Our child demands food."

You could hear the crying coming from the doll, and you let out a tired sigh. "It's in the cradle, Stiles", you said. You were currently trying to finish your history essay while Stiles was doing more research. It was the second-to-last day of the assignment, and you could count on one hand how many hours you had slept in the past few days. Caring for a child, albeit a fake one, was hard and exhausting.

"Found it!", Stiles exclaimed in victory as he held up the bottle. He then proceeded to feed the doll, and finally the crying stopped. "How's the essay going?", he asked as he put the doll into its makeshift cradle.

"I finished it."

Stiles nodded, and he crashed onto his bed. "I think we have officially broken our record for the hours you have spent at my place", he said. He prompted himself up on his bed and leaned back against his headboard.

"I'm an honorary Stilinski."

Stiles chuckled and shook his head in amusement. "Don't worry, I'll personally make sure you become a Stilinski", he stated with a smug smirk.

You turned to look at him with a raised brow. "Oh, so you're claiming the title of future husband?", you questioned, clearly amused by his sudden confidence.

"Don't forget future baby daddy", he added, and he gestured to the makeshift cradle that currently held the doll. You rolled your eyes and turned back to your essay.

"I'm never going to know peace", you mumbled as you put your school things away so that you could focus on helping Stiles with the current case.

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"My baby!", you whaled as you watched Stiles hand back the doll to coach Finnstock. "Mommy is going to miss you", you cooed as you said your final goodbye to the doll.

Coach Finnstock looked at you weirdly. "You're just as bad as Stillinski", he said. You sent him a glare as you headed back to your seat.

You let out a huff as you sat at your desk. "Stiles", you said. You turned to look at him. Stiles immediately perked up in his seat as you called for him.

"Yes?", he asked.

"I want one."

He looked at you, confused. He raised a brow as he asked, "Want what?"

"A baby", you answered, and you gestured to all the dolls that were now piled in front of the class. You could see Scott choke on his water from the corner of your eye.

Stiles was taken aback, and his eyes widened. He stumbled to find the correct words to say. "I can settle for a hamster that we both co-parent", he said.

"No babies!", Coach Finnstock yelled, and he glared at both you and Stiles. You had to choke back a laugh from Coaches sudden outburst.

"Hamster it is."

#stiles stilinski #teen wolf #stiles stilinski x reader #reader insert #fem!reader #stiles stilinski blurb 🌑

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dorkynerd23 · 11 months

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Honestly, this is something that's been on my mind for a while now almost ever since about episode 3 of the show, but now with the recent episode out, I honestly fear for the show's future and how people could end up viewing it, at least when it comes to its love triangle. So, it seems the show is now definitely hinting at a love triangle (Which is something some fans have hinted at beforehand, but it seems common now) especially after the events of episode 5, and that does worry me when it comes to MD..because I really don't want the show to be ruined by romance and shipping, and I especially don't want shipping to overshadowed the show and the stuff we're supposed to be focusing on.

I've never been a fan of love triangles and it's a trope that has honestly annoyed me and something I've never been a fan of. I'm sure everything will be okay and Liam knows what he's doing, but I'm worried about how it'll be handled and how people may view the show, I mean I remember back when Episode 4 was released, some on Twitter admitted to wanting to leave and stop watching the show because of Nuzi being hinted at and the many scenes with the two or there was just more shipping wars happening which made the fandom more toxic and such a mess.

But anyways, I know it sounds like I'm complaining and worrying too much but as I've said this is an issue I've been fearing for the show and it's future for quite some time now, I'm worried because of how shipping has ruined other shows in the past and dragged them down and can often be frustrating and can take away from the elements from what we should be focusing on or just end up taking over the show completely. There are many examples I can name when it comes to shipping taking over a show like Regular Show, Miraculous Ladybug, Legend Of Korra and TDI, but the main one that's a huge example of this and what most people talk on when it comes to this topic is Star Vs/Star Vs The Forces Of Evil. That show started out so well and good in the beginning and had good elements in it from its characters, and world-building and it just had so much potential and could've even been up there as one of the best cartoons, maybe on the Gravity falls level...but sadly, things took a huge turn sometime after S2 and they really started to drag things down with not only other things that were causing the show to go downhill, but it's shipping especially and it felt like a fanfic. I mean seriously, the shipping wars for Star Vs were the most toxic and brutal l've ever seen for a show and in the end, I don't think anybody was happy. I've even seen Starco fans feel unsatisfied for how their relationship was handled and forced at the end and let's not forget the show had one of the most underwhelming and rushed finales I've seen for a show. To this day, People still shit talk and rant on how horrible the show was handled in the end and how forced it's romance was, it still saddens me for how Star Vs was done because the show did have potential and could've been better!

Now let me just say that I've got nothing against shipping and see no harm in participating in it (Just as long as it isn't problematic)(I'm a shipper myself and have a love and adornment towards shipping, especially when it comes to Oc's + Oc X Canon) and finding investment and wanting to see certain characters together and be something more and I've seen some people state that the love triangle is common in Liam's work and it's not something new, so maybe I'm just missing something, I didn't know much about Liam and what he's done before he did MD.

But overall, I'm just worried and fear that this love triangle between N, V, and Uzi could end up pushing people away from the show and dragging things out and taking away from what we should be focusing on in the series. I mean, some are already losing hope for the show for other reasons and the shipping wars in the Murder Drones fandom are already toxic and out of control, so that doesn't help. I just fear for how this will be handled because most love triangles I've seen in media are handled and done poorly and terribly, and just end up causing unnecessary drama and same goes for other romances I've seen.

Again, this is only MY OPINION and something I wanted to discuss about, this isn't me trying to hate and shit on the show or the crew, I've adored and love Murder Drones since the Pilot and the show has kept me more and more invested and interested with its story and characters and it's honestly a comfort show for me, I truly love MD very much, I'm a huge fan of the show and consider it not only as one of my favorite shows, but also one of my favorite webseries. But I do wanna admit that the show is flawed and isn't perfect and some things can improve in the future, this post was just me wanting to give my thoughts on this situation (I've seen some fans also give their thoughts and concerns for the show when it comes to the romance) and none of you have to agree with me. You can disagree and give your own thoughts and opinions, but please try to be respectful in the comments though and don't be hateful and rude to each other, please. ♥️

#murder drones #liam vickers animation #glitch productions #random post #my thoughts #love triangles #critical thoughts

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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A Prom Night To Remember - Peter Parker - Female Reader

Title: A Prom Night To Remember

Peter Parker X Female Reader

Additional Characters: MJ, Ned, Harry Osborn, Flash (Mentioned), Tony Stark (Mentioned), Harry's dad (Mentioned), Jason (OC), and Britney (OC) (Mentioned)

WC: 4,056

Warnings: This is a long one, Reader wears a dress to prom, Reader's date ditches them, nervousness, anxiety, crying, mentions of spiking the punch bowl, MJ might be addicted to coffee, and slight angst

"I can't believe Jason asked you to prom," MJ said, sitting on your bed as you were in your closet, trying to find a good outfit for the next day.

Your excited laughter was muffed a bit as you answered, "Yeah! I can't either. He just came up to me after class and asked me." You left the closet with your clothing and sat down at your desk, placing them on your desk.

"He's so sweet!" You gushed.

"Didn't you want Peter to ask you?" She asked suddenly.

You weren't expecting that.

Feeling your face flush, you turned to look away. "Well... yeah. But, I don't think he wants to go with me. You've seen me, I tried to give off hints but he ignored them."

MJ hummed and looked off, staring at your Star Wars poster.

"You haven't thought that maybe he is just way too shy for his own good and has no idea how to talk to girls?"

You shrugged, feeling frustrated.

"I don't know, he speaks to you just fine."

That made MJ snort, "You're such a nerd, Y/N. I can tell he's into you from the way he looks at you sometimes."

You blushed again, but it didn't matter.

"It doesn't matter anymore anyway. Jason asked me, and I said yes. So..." You trailed off.

"So what?" MJ asked as she got up, walking over to you.

"Jason asked me to prom, and I'm going," you stated. "But, I can't help but wonder if Peter could have asked me instead of Jason."

MJ patted you on the shoulder. "You could've asked Peter to go with you."

You looked at her as if she was insane.

"No! I couldn't do that! I would've totally messed up and looked like a freak."

She laughed, "Yeah. But, he'd say yes anyway."

You huffed, looking at your phone. It was getting late.

MJ smiled sadly, changing the subject, "So what are we going to do tomorrow?" She looked over at you with big eyes.

You giggled, "Well, since we were both asked to prom, I thought you and I could go out and dress shop. Prom is a week away."

She nodded, "Sounds like fun, but I am not wearing a dress."

You just nodded, "Yeah, I know, but also you're my best friend, and you give honest answers."

MJ smiled as she rolled her eyes, "So you just want me to come because I'll tell you what dress looks good on you or not?" She asked and you huffed.

"Yeah, but also because it'll be a cool girls' day. I'll get you a coffee for the trouble."

"Okay."

~~~

"Do you think I should do it?" Peter muttered, mostly to himself, but Ned heard him.

"Do what, dude?" He asked, trying to pay attention in class.

"Ask her to prom?" Peter spoke, hushed so he wouldn't get caught.

"Ask who?" Ned asked and Peter rolled his eyes.

"Dude, Y/N. I want to ask her to prom. I've been chickening out for way too long. Prom is next week." Peter whispered, quickly looking towards you to see if you noticed.

You hadn't.

"What? No way! You haven't talked to her about it?" Ned gasped.

"Not really, man. I mean, I did try to hint at it earlier today, but she's still clueless."

Ned looked at Peter with wide eyes, "Dude, I thought you had already asked her."

Peter furrowed his eyebrows, "No... I didn't. I would've told you. What made you think I did?"

"Oh, well, she's been pretty happy all week. I mean, if you didn't, it's 'cause you're way too shy, man."

"No, that's not it." Peter shook his head. "I'm just too nervous."

Ned rolled his eyes this time. "That's like the same thing."

Peter looked back to you, well the back of your head. Resting his hand on his cheek, and with half-lidded eyes, he continued to stare and daydream. Until he thought of something. Turning to Ned beside him, he spoke to his friend again.

"Wait, she has been pretty happy this week."

Ned nodded, "Yeah, surprised that you haven't noticed." He spoke sarcastically.

"Do you think someone asked her already?" Peter asked worriedly.

"Maybe." Ned shrugged. "It's more likely that some guy asked her. You know... Someone who didn't wait until the last minute."

"Ugh," Peter groaned, running a hand through his hair, "How do I ask her then?"

Ned gave him a look, "Um, ya don't. She's probably already got a date."

"Oh, no, she hasn't. There's no way." Peter argued.

"And why is that?" Ned smirked.

Peter sighed, "Because I haven't asked her yet."

Ned sputtered a laugh, "You're not the only guy in the school, Peter."

"But I want to be!" Peter whined, "I want to go to prom with her."

"I bet you do, man." Ned agreed, "But you can't just ask her out, it doesn't work that way."

Peter sighed, pouting, "I always thought I would go to prom with her." He mumbled disheartened.

Ned nodded, "Yep, you've said this many times, Peter." But, Peter ignored him.

"I wanted to dress up nice, buy her favorite flowers and a churro, get down on one knee and ask her; and I would've' said-"

"Y/N, I've known you since middle school, you're my best friend, and I love you. I've loved you since forever and I can't imagine anyone else as my date. Will you go with me to prom?" Ned spoke,saying it along with Peter.

"Yep, original. Not like you found most of that on Tik Tok." Ned mumbled.

"Only 30% of my speech was from Tik Tok. The rest was from the heart." Peter declared.

Ned rolled his eyes and grabbed Peter by the shoulders. "You're whipped, man."

How no one in class saw this was weird. Not even the teacher did.

Peter scoffed, "I'm not whipped."

"Yes, you are." Ned retorted.

"I'm not."

"Uh-huh," Ned replied.

"You know, I'm pretty sure you're the only person who thinks I'm whipped." Peter mused.

Ned snickered, "MJ does too."

"I'm not whipped!" Peter repeated, "Y/N isn't whipped. She's smart, beautiful, and funny. She's everything. No one is whipped."

"Are you sure about that?" Ned questioned with a raised eyebrow.

Peter just stared at Ned, "I've known her for years. Of course, I know that she is the best person in the whole world with a literal heart of gold."

"Oh, really." Ned countered, "I was asking if you were sure you weren't whipped."

"I'm not whipped, alright?" Peter growled at his friend.

Ned rolled his eyes.

"Alright, alright."

~~~

"What about this one?" You asked, stepping out of the changing room.

MJ crossed her arms and stared at the dress.

"I don't know. That seems kind of... Boring." MJ commented.

You shrugged, "It's cute, I guess. I mean, it's not like my favorite."

"My favorite was white with a little blue on it," MJ continued, "but I think you'd look good in that. Plus, it's simple."

"Simple isn't bad." You agreed.

You looked down at the dress on you, it was a light green. Nothing too crazy. The top part was tight and hugged your body, while the skirt part flowed out, making you look curvier than you actually were.

"Well?" MJ nudged, snapping you out of your thoughts.

"I'll try on another one." You said before going back into the dressing room.

MJ looked around the dress shop as she waited, gazing across the room with a sort of bored look, she stopped. Her eyes stopped on a dress. Standing up and walking over quickly, she checked for your dress size and pulled it from the rack.

Rushing over, MJ knocked on the door, before tossing the dress over the top of the room. Hearing your shriek, she smiled.

"Try this one on!" She spoke, before sitting back down.

"Any particular reason why, MJ?"

MJ shrugged, "You'll look nice in it."

You held the dress in your hands, running your fingers against the fabric. Following the sequences with the tips of your fingers, you noticed how they formed dainty webs. It reminded you of a certain someone.

"What do you think?" You asked, putting your hands on your hips as you stepped out of the room.

MJ looked up, eyes widening. "That looks amazing on you, hon."

Freezing, you bit your lip. She must have been telling you the truth, with the tone in her voice.

"Really?" You asked timidly, looking down at the dress.

MJ nodded, "It does look amazing. You look amazing."

"Are you sure?" You asked her, "I mean, I have a feeling why you picked this one out."

MJ took a step closer to you, "Of course I do, but this one makes you look... Like a goddess."

You smirked, "Spider Goddess?"

MJ giggled, "Whatever you want to call yourself, I still think you look great."

"Thanks, MJ," You said, giving her a hug.

"Now, I know you want a tiara or something, I'll find you one. Go get changed."

You nodded and went back into the changing room, looking at yourself in the mirror, you smiled a bit. You did look beautiful. Gently caressing the dress's skirt, your smile widened ever-so-slightly. It was a red dress, it was a deep dark red, almost maroon, with a black sheer overlay. The outer layer had a small sequin spider web design. You hugged your waist, flowing out and ending at just below mid-calf. The top was a tight, fitted turtleneck, and the sleeves were a sheer plain black fabric.

The dress reminded you of Peter. You found out that he was Spiderman only a year after he became the superhero.

Changing back into your regular clothes, you grabbed the reject dresses on one arm and your winner dress on the other and stepped out.

Pulling out the chosen tiara, MJ placed it onto your head and smiled.

"There," she said, patting you on the shoulder. "All done."

"Will this even go with the dress?" You asked, taking the tiara off your head to observe it.

MJ hummed and shook her head, grabbing the tiara. "Nah, just wear that cute spider web necklace you never take off."

"Don't hate on the necklace, Peter gave it to me." You defended.

MJ grinned, "Oh, so that's why you never take it off." She teased.

"I have my reasons," You huffed.

"Well, whatever makes you feel better," MJ joked, "Just make sure you bring your lucky charm prom night. Let's buy the dress now, I want a caramel macchiato, double espresso, no whipped cream."

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"Who do you think she's going with?" Peter asked Ned at lunch the next day, watching as you got in the lunch line.

"I don't know. I'm not a genie."

Peter sighed, "Genie's give wishes, not infinite knowledge."

Ned sighed back, "Well, I'm sorry. But, I have no idea who she is going with."

Peter sighed, "Why don't you ask her?"

"Why would I ask her?" Ned asked and Peter shrugged.

"'Cause that's weird." Ned answered and Peter just sighed again, poking at the mashed potatoes on his tray.

"Why don't you ask her?" Ned asked, sighing.

"'Cause that's weird."

"Exactly."

MJ took her seat across from Peter, placing her tray down on the table in front of her.

"She's going with Jason." She spoke, startling Peter.

"Jason? Are you serious? He's a jerk." Peter spat, taking a bite of his food.

MJ rolled her eyes, "I know. But, Y/N is really happy about this, so don't freaking ruin this for her, okay losers." She threatened, glaring at both Ned and Peter.

"Fine." Peter muttered under his breath, eating his food.

"Yeah, fine," Ned mumbled.

MJ smiled at them, "Thank you, now Parker, you should have asked her... If you're so worried about who had asked her in the first place." She spoke.

"How did you know that I wanted to know?" Peter asked skeptically, and MJ just shrugged.

"Oh, you know. You and Ned are not that quiet." She mumbled.

Peter blinked, "Huh?"

"Hey, guys!" You greeted as you walked over, taking your spot next to Peter. Turning to look at Peter, you smile.

"Hi, Peter. How has your day been?" You asked, reaching out and booping his nose.

He smiled back, "It's been... Fine." He said, booping your nose back.

"And Ned?" You questioned, looking at him.

Ned rolled his eyes, "You guys are so weird."

You sighed, frowning slightly, "Just because we boop each other's noses doesn't make us weird. It's just how we greet each other sometimes."

"Yeah, we've done it since seventh grade." Peter agreed.

Ned sighed, biting his sandwich.

"Did you ask Flash to prom?" You asked Ned, who shrugged.

"No."

"Why not?" You asked, tilting your head.

"He's already going with someone. I'm just gonna go by myself or something."

Furrowing your eyebrows, you tilted your head to the side slightly. "Can't you and Peter go as friends together?"

Ned shook his head, "Nah, don't want to be a third wheel."

You quickly turn towards Peter, "You have a date?" You asked surprised.

Peter's face grew red. "I... I do. I do have a date to prom."

You stared at him, you didn't think he would lie to you about that. But, you couldn't help but feel sad. Peter probably asked this other person out instead of you.

"Wow, well I am proud of you Pete." You announced, quietly applauding him. "Not many people get asked to their senior prom."

MJ saw the hidden meaning behind your words.

"Thank you, Y/N. Are you going with someone?" Peter asked, clearing his throat awkwardly.

"I'm going with Jason." You replied and Peter nodded, before turning to his food to poke it some more.

He lost his appetite.

"Who are you going with, MJ?" Peter asked, trying to hide his pain.

"I'm going with Harry." MJ replied bluntly.

"Who?" Peter asked, eyes widening.

MJ rolled her eyes, "Don't act stupid, Peter."

"Oh yeah," Peter said, "Harry's the guy who's on the football team and his dad is basically the richest man around, besides Mr. Stark."

MJ nodded, "Yup. And he treats me real right. I get all the caramel macchiatos I want."

"So, what's the deal?" Peter asked, "I thought you were going with your boyfriend."

"He is my boyfriend, doofus." She deadpanned.

"O… Oh." Peter stammered.

As lunch slowly came to a close, you stood up, taking a hold of your empty tray.

"Well, I'll see y'all later. See ya, Pete!" You spoke, before leaving the cafeteria.

~~~

It was prom night. What you have been dreaming about ever since you watched High School Musical. MJ was over, also getting ready. She was wearing a nice blacksuit, with a sequined black top underneath, black kitten heels, and a black choker. Her hair was in a messy bun, with a red ribbon holding it in place. She was doing your hair, making sure it looked perfect.

You sat with your eyes closed at your desk as she worked, already in your dress. Nervously, you fidgeted with the sheer outer layer of the dress, tracing around the spiderweb details. You were excited, but nervous, and anxious. You were everything under the sun really. You didn't know how to truly feel. Excited? Happy? But, nervous? Definitely yes.

"Hon, your hair looks great," MJ spoke up, finishing your hair.

Opening your eyes, you looked at your hair. MJ had put it up in a bun, letting your baby hairs frame your face. You thought it was cute.

"Thank you, MJ." You smiled, pulling your chair back.

"Are you ready to go?" MJ asked and you nodded, slipping on your black flats.

Heading down the stairs, your parents grabbed a quick picture of you before you and MJ hopped into her car and drove off the school.

~~~

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" MJ asked as you stood by your locker near the gym, you could feel the loud music rumble through the ground beneath you.

You nodded, biting your lip. "Yeah, he said he'd meet me here. He just might be late." You spoke, getting worried.

MJ frowned and nodded before leaving towards the gym, hooking arms with Harry at the entrance.

"Is she doing alright?" Harry asked MJ, leaning down to her ear so she could hear him.

She nodded, "Yeah, Jason might not show though. Might have to spend some time helping tonight." She spoke and Harry nodded.

"Yeah, that's alright. As long as I get at least one dance."

Back at your locker, you leaned against it, staring at your phone. A knot formed in the pit of your stomach, making you feel sick. Jason wasn't answering your texts, or the one time you even called him. shutting your eyes, you leaned your head against your locker with a sigh, feeling your eyes well up with tears. You tried to keep them at bay. Feeling your phone buzz, you quickly looked back down, a smile growing on your face; full of hope.

But that quickly dropped.

Jason: Hey, sorry, taking Britney instead of you.

You frowned and texted him back.

You: Why?

Jason: I don't have to give you a reason.

You felt tears stream down your cheeks as the phone fell out of your hands, catching it in your hands before it dropped onto the ground.

Jason: It's nothing personal.

You sniffled and wiped at your cheek.

You: You're an asshole! Don't talk to me again.

Jason: Fine, bye XD.

Loud music filled the air as you stormed away from your locker, speed walking towards the main doors. You were so fed up with everything, you didn't care if MJ drove you. You would walk home. Wiping your eyes, you quietly sobbed, covering your mouth with your free hand. You hated yourself for falling for that bullcrap. You were so in your own misery, you didn't notice someone was in front of you until you bumped into them.

Peter turned around, pausing his conversation with Ned. Seeing you, crying beside him, having run into him accidently. Red lights and a siren blared in his mind when he saw you crying. Quickly, he placed his hands on your shoulders, eyes full of worry. He also couldn't help but notice how beautiful you looked in your dress.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked softly.

You nodded, wiping at your eyes, but they wouldn't stop.

Turning to Ned, he gestured for him to go in without him. Ned nodded, and walked off, leaving you two alone.

"Why are you crying?" Peter asked, lifting your head gently, trying to look into your eyes.

You shrugged your shoulders, sniffling. "I just..." You coughed and Peter reached out, cupping your cheek, kissing your forehead.

"It's okay, you're safe."

You knew you were safe.

But you weren't okay.

Wiping your oncoming tears, Peter shushed you gently, "Is there anything I can do?"

You sniffed, "Just... Just hold me." You mumbled, looking down at your feet.

Tightening his hold around you, Peter led you to the nearest bench, sitting down with you on his lap. He wrapped his arms around you, kissing the top of your head.

"What's wrong?" He cooed.

You hiccupped, "Prom."

Peter stiffened, "What did that jerk do?"

You shifted in his arms, "He said he was going with someone else, so he wasn't going with me. And then he basically told me to leave him alone."

Peter squeezed you tight, "I'm so sorry, sweetheart. Do you want me to beat him up on the next patrol?"

You laughed half-heartedly and shook your head. "No, no. It's fine."

Peter hummed, resting your head on his chest, he rested his chin on the top of your head, looking at the bright sky with hard eyes. He wasn't sure if he was going to listen to you and not beat the crap out of Jason or ignore you and beat him anyway. He sighed, placing his thumb on your chin, making you look up at him.

"Peter?" You whispered, seeing the look in his eyes, it reminded you of the look he had when he went after Uncle Ben's murderer.

Peter took your hand and kissed your knuckles, before interlacing his fingers with yours. He loved the way your fingers fit perfectly in his.

"Why don't you go to prom with me instead?" He asked and you furrowed your eyebrows, sniffling.

"But, what about your date?" You asked and Peter smiled shyly, embarrassed.

"I didn't have one. I just said I did cause I was the only one who didn't have one." Peter chuckled, rubbing your hand soothingly with the pad of his thumb.

"Ned didn't have anyone either." You spoke and Peter nodded.

"Whatever. Point is, I wanted to ask you to prom, but I was too shy to do it."

Your smile widened. "You did?"

"Yup." Peter answered with a nod. "It's not how I would've asked you, but..."

Helping you off his lap, Peter bent down on one knee, holding your hand.

"Y/N L/N, will you go to prom with me? Will you be my date?" Peter asked, smiling up at you.

You grinned widely, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a hug, "Yes, Peter! Yes, yes, yes!!"

Peter stood up, spinning you around in his arms before landing you softly back on the ground, pulling back, you noticed how close the two of you were. Peter also noticed, his heartbeat quickening.

"I wanted you to ask me." You whispered, looking in Peter's eyes as you kept your arms around his neck, playing with the hairs at the back of his neck.

"really?" He asked, and you nodded.

"I have been waiting ever since I met you." You admitted, squeezing him tight. "I didn't want to ruin our friendship by asking you first and getting rejected."

"I would never have rejected you." He said, "I wish I wasn't such a chicken. Then you wouldn't have been in this situation."

You frowned slightly, "You're not a chicken, Peter. You save so many people. Your bravery shows through, even when you're scared."

Peter bit his lip, he blushed, "Thanks." He said softly.

Peter's eyes glanced down to your lips, and back up to your eyes. You licked your lips nervously, doing the same. Peter brought a hand up and cupped your cheek, rubbing his thumb across your cheek. The two of you stared at each other, their breaths becoming faster.

"Can I..?" Peter muttered, and you nodded.

"Yes."

He felt like he was about to explode. You brought your lips closer, and then Peter closed the gap between the two of you, kissing your lips softly, you responded back, grabbing the collar of his suit jacket with your hands. Peter's body pressed against yours, his hands gliding up your sides, grasping your waist. The two of you broke off the kiss, panting slightly. You and Peter kept your eyes closed, smiling. Peter leaned forward, nuzzling his nose with yours, making you giggle.

"Have I told you how beautiful you look yet?" Peter mumbled against your lips.

You giggled, pulling back slightly, "No, I don't think so."

"Well, you are," Peter smirked, pressing his forehead against yours, pressing a chaste kiss to your lips. "And, I see you had some inspiration."

"MJ helped me pick it out. And, you look quite handsome as well." You smiled at him, and Peter grinned.

"Thank you, Ned helped me pick it out." Peter giggled.

"Well, Spidey, do you want to go? I think Ned and MJ might think that we got kidnapped or something if we don’t go in soon." You spoke, tucking your arm in his as you two began your walk inside.

Peter laughed, "Either that or Ned is dabbing to a song that is undabable and MJ is spiking the punch bowl."

You chuckled, nodding. "Yep, that's another reason we should get in there. MJ shouldn't spike the punch alone." You joked.

"I love you." Peter spoke, simply admiring you.

"I love you too." You replied, bringing your hand up to his cheek, kissing his cheek before walking off with him to the dance.

The night was full of dancing, laughing, and talking with friends. Definitely a perfect night, and a night to remember.

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gmariam19 · 1 year

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Well, it has been six months and things look a little different here! New editing, something called Tumblrmart?? I checked in every so often on the app, but I had to login again on my laptop. So weird.

I never thought I'd leave Tumblr. I suppose I haven't, not really. It's been probably ten years for me hanging out here, maybe more? First with a bit of Harry Potter, then Torchwood and Doctor Who, then Star Wars and Finnpoe, my OTP. 🧡 But now it's been six months since I've posted. Just a lull, I suppose.

I moved. After seventeen years, I moved across the country and started over. And you know what? It's not easy. It's been harder than any other move - I miss my old house and friends and job terribly, even six months later. (Yes, I edited that.)

So that's why I kind of disappeared. We drove twelve hours with a cat and a kid over the summer and bought a lemon of a house and have been trying to settle ever since. You know that movie The Money Pit, where everything goes wrong with the house? That's us. I'd actually move again if it wasn't a total loss. We have so many more things to fix and four frustrating dogs that bark constantly next door. But as my husband says - we are bringing this house back to life and it will be amazing when we do. The rest of our family is only two hours away now instead of multiple states and a plane ride so that's nice - and all that plane fare $ has gone right into the money pit. Hopefully to include a new fence soon. 🤪

Anyway - my time is mostly given to general contracting (painting, landscaping, even fixed my sink today!) but I check for messages if anyone wants to say Hi. I'm sorry I haven't read anything since this summer. And I miss writing terribly but I'd only end up writing about Finn and Poe moving somewhere new and all the problems they encounter with their new house! Thank you to anyone reading and reviewing my fics - getting those notifications always makes me feel good and smile. I'm damn proud of some of those stories! I don't think I've missed any major SW/Finnpoe news but let me know if I did. Kenobi and Andor were fun to watch but I'm looking forward to The Mandalorian even more!

I hope you are all well and that life and fandom are good for everyone! 😊

#real life #edited just in case

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rrickgrrimes8 · 3 years

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Bully ~ Stiles Stilinski

really don’t like this one

Dear diary,

Sooo let's just say today sucked like sucked a whole bucket tonne. It sucked like every day this year has sucked. And the very handsome but incredibly annoying reason is no one other then Stiles Stilinski. My class mate. My nemesis. My unspoken crush. For god sake I hate him so much but I also love him so much. God it's so frustrating. I want him to badly but he'll never ever be mine not in this universe at least. He's just so great and he's so-

"(Y/n)" Stiles' voice rang over the phone in a whiny cringe worthy voice causing me to drop my pen and paper. "Stiles" I mocked back impersonating the same irritating voice. "Scott needs you" He stated coldly. "What for trippy?" I asked causing him to sigh heavily at the nickname I gave him.

You see way way back in freshman year I was actually friends with Stiles. We got along well and shared the same undying passion for Star Wars but then one day it all changed. Why? you ask. Well I have zero clue whatsoever. He just changed one day and started to be distant and rude. So I did them same to him. I became rude to him said horrible and snarky remarks about and to him.

But anyways back to the nickname. One day Scot and Stiles came up to me -Stiles not being overly eager to do so- and they were telling me about the past nights events on Scott completely wolfed out on Stiles or something along those lines. In all honesty I wasn't listening at all and that probably makes me sound like a bad friend buttttt I do have a reason for it. The reason is I was checking out Stiles but I mean can you blame me. No you can't cause I know all you horny people would be doing the same thing as me. So no judging over here thank you very much.

But then after Scott finished talking Jackson - my other mortal enemy and also my ex boyfriend - came speeding down the hallway not caring about the danger he was putting everyone in. Jackson came rushing by and let's just say Stiles wasn't best please. If there is one person that hates Jackson more than yours truly it would be Stiles. Why? Again I have no clue but that doesn't really matter.

Because of Stiles confusing hatred for Jackson he decided it would be funny to trip Jackson up. And yes it was funny - insanely funny actually - but not because Jackson fell but because somehow -just somehow definitely not because I pushed him slightly - when Stiles put his foot out to trip him up Jackson tripped Stiles up instead and he bloody face planted. Legit I kid you not he went head first into the ground - knocked him out for a good 5 minutes. Scott was so worried but I was laughing my ass off.

So ever since then I called him trippy. "Oh my- (y/n)! Can you just not make this difficult please? For once?!" He shot back having enough of me teasing him about his fall. "Oooh sorry big man I'm scared" I replied cockily "What got your panties in a twist?" I teased him. "What the hell do you think, (y/n)?!" "Ummmm let me think..." I paused for comedic affect. "No clue trippy" Stiles started to mumble something under his breath that I didn't quite catch but before I could ask what he said he hung up.

He hung up on me. How rude. What a rude rude little man. How dare he hang up on me in the middle of a conversation. I immediately clicked on his contact to call him back.

Ring.

God he's taking a while to answer.

Ring.

Rin-

"What?" Stiles answered clearly annoyed at me.

"Why did you hang up on me?" I asked actually kind of hurt by his action. "Oh I don't know (y/l/n) maybe just maybe due to the fact you were making fun of me." He replied his voice strict and emotionless.

"So what? It's just the way we speak to each other. What's the big deal?" I asked baffled by his reaction. "The big deal is that maybe what you say actually hurts me okay?!" His voice raised causing my gut to feel heavy. He's hurt by what I said? "I-I didn't know you felt that way." I admitted honestly.

If I did know he was hurt by what I said I would've stopped - instantly. "Well maybe you should of thought about that yeah? Instead of being the bully we all know you are!" He spat pure hatred radiating from his words. If I could see him now he'd probably have steam erupting from his ears.

He thinks I'm a bully? Am I a bully? His fiery words cut deep and I felt my eyes start to sting. No god don't cry don't cry (y/n) stay strong.

"Y-you think I'm a bully?" I attempted at being strong but my voice wavered and cracked due to the pressure the sob threatening to escape did in my throat.

"Yes I do! And it's not just me. Everyone does! Scott does. Lydia does. Allison does. Hell even fricking Jackson does and he's the biggest bully I know well except from you. And I know for a fact that Justin does or well did." The tears fell freely at his harsh words. Did they really all feel that way about me? Did my brother think that about me before he-?

"O-oh I'm so-sorry you all feel that way. Um I'll leave you guys alone from now onwards." I almost silently sobbed to Stiles down the phone. I didn't waited a second to hang up the phone on him and throw my phone across the room -most likely breaking it - in your anger.

Do they really think I'm a bully? The question haunted my thoughts as I stood up pacing around my almost lifeless room. My cries were inevitably obvious and would've been heard by my parents if they weren't both at work. "Oh my g-god. What have I done? M-my friends hate me. T-they think I'm a b-ully" I cringed at the word. Bully. Thats what I am. No point in denying it. Stiles thinks it and so does everyone else. God even god damn Jackson does and he's a prick.

Thinking back now I did say some pretty horrific stuff to Stiles. At the time I believed it was well deserved because he pushed me away but nothing justified what I say to him on a daily basis. I'm supposed to be in love with him and I treat him like dirt on the bottom of my shoe. I'm a horrible person. Quite possibly the worst.

Without realising it I had wondered into my brothers room - my dead brother as a matter of fact. Justin his name was. He died in a car accident a little over a year ago which perfectly aligned to right after Stiles pushed me away. When he died Stiles didn't even offer his condolences. He didn't come to his funeral. He didn't say anything to me about him. This was the first time he even uttered his name since he died. And it felt like a slap in the face. We were friends. They were friends. Scott came to his funeral so did Lydia and Jackson but Stiles didn't and I wanted more then anything for him to be there. I needed him and he neglected to help me. So after that I was a huge and massive bully to him. He hurt me so I hurt him. I felt as if he deserved it but he didn't he never did.

I crumbled to the floor hugging one of Justin's shirts that was left idly by. It still smells like him I thought as I pulled it to my nose. I instantly was drawn to the comforting smell pressing my whimpering face into it. Wishing for Justin to miraculously appear but he didn't.

I cried into the soft fabric but immediately tensed when I felt two arms wrap around my tiny torso. I pulled the shirt away from my eyes and I met a rather distraught looking Stiles Stilinski.

"S-Stiles" My meek and frail voice called out to him. "Shhh it's okay (y/n). Everything is okay" He reassured me cradling me softly. "I'm so sorry Stiles." I whimpered whole heartedly. "I know." He muttered into my soft (y/h/c). He pulled the shirt out of my hands and laid it next to was gently. I whimpered softly at the disappearance of my brothers missing smell.

Stiles wrapped one arm around my knees while the other wrapped around my waist/torso. He picked my off of the ground and carried me over to my lonely room. Stiles placed me down on my messy bed covering me in blankets. He kneeled down next to my bed holding tightly onto my hand.

"I'm sorry (y/n)" he finally broke the silence. "I-I didn't mean what I said on the phone." He looked down to you stroking the hair out of your teary cheeks. "B-but it was true" my voice cracked beyond belief and a burn in my throat appeared due to the overwhelming amount of sobs I was releasing.

"N-no it wasn't (y/n). You're not a bully. You never have been and you never will" Stiles attempted to comfort you but just resulting in you sobbing harder. Stiles got into the bed despite still wearing all of his clothes including shoes and wrapped his strong arms around you.

"But I am a bully Stiles. I bully you everyday. Every single day." I sobbed heavier then before my tears soaking forcefully into his flannel. "No you didn't (y/n). What I said on the phone - I didn't mean it. No one thinks your a bully and you certainly aren't one. You're a kind amazing and drop dead gorgeous women and you are far from a bully." Stiles insisted.

"Why did you say it then?" I questioned still hiding my broken face in his shirt. "I was just mad and upset bec-because um well because I'm in love with you and you clearly don't feel the same way. S-so I got mad" Stiles rambled hoping i wasn't paying attention to his words. "Y-you love me?"

"No I'm in love with you it's kinda different." He corrected. "What's the difference?" "The difference is that people can say they someone love when they don't or they can say they love someone and then change there mind but the way I feel about you. I-I'm in love you u-unconditionally. I've been in love with you since I met you. And as much as it annoys me that you call me trippy or about any nickname you think could bother me I still love you. I always have and always will be. A-and I get that you don't love me or even like me back-"

"Iloveyoutoo" I screamed interrupting Stiles confession and at a pace that no one could ever understand what I said. I shot up out of the bed startling Stiles.

"You what?" Stiles inquired perplexed and humoured at my outburst. I jumped onto his lap surprising him to the point he snorted lightly. "I love you too" I whispered passionately into his ear still straddling his muscular waist. "Y-you do?" The uncertainty radiated from his glossy eyes.

"I do" He beamed at me before taking hold of my rosy and blotchy cheeks and planted his lips onto mine. Sparking the forces of attraction between us. Our moves kept going at each other. Our lips tangling together like a ball of string. Moans filled the air of my silent house.

"God I love you (y/n)"

#stiles stilinski imagine #stiles x y/n #stiles x reader #stiles stilinski x reader #stiles stilinski angst #teen wolf #teen wolf x reader #teen wolf imagine

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edengarden · 3 years

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heyooo, could i request a normal BNHA matchup?

I’m a 5’2 gay male, black hair, freckles, green eyes, sort of on the chubby side? I sometimes wear glasses and either dress like a hobo, middle school boy, or femboy lol.

Anyways besides looks- I’m kind of,,, weird. I’m pagan, and I really like nature even though I’m kind of a germaphobe when it comes to being outside.I’m autistic so there's that, It’s usually hard for me to make new friends bc I come on rather,,, strong and hate the awkward first meeting phase. But when I do manage to make friends I’m always there for them in whatever they need and always do my best to help them through their problems (if they want) or just listen. I’m also selectively mute, but when I do talk I usually have a stutter, so I prefer to listen to other people talk. But when I do talk it’s usually about my special interests or something I'm into like Star Wars (a really big one atm), snakes, and the colour yellow. Speaking of snakes, I have a snake named Shigaraki and a tarantula named Princess :)

Some negative traits about me… I can be quite a jealous person. And I have these sort of sad episodes? I’ll kind of stay in my head and overthink waaayyy too much so that’s not fun. Oh another thing, I usually have a hard time telling when I should back off? Like I constantly worry about if I’m being ‘too much’ or if I should give my partner or friends some space. Oh and I’m reeallyy bad at bringing myself down and talking negatively about myself casually. And I’m hella self conscious lol-

Some things I enjoy,,, I don't do much besides work, but when I have free time I enjoy writing for my friend, story-based video games, and I really like cooking. When I have time to relax, I like to read manga and Harry potter, I don’t really read many new books anymore. Kinda random but I also enjoy knitting too lol. My hogwarts house is Slytherin, and I’m a capricorn :)

My music taste is… a bit complicated. On one hand, half of my playlist is Steven Universe songs, then I have stuff at every end of the spectrum like Dean Martin, Mother Mother, Savage Ga$p, Freddie Dredd, Corpse Husband, and a variety of J-Pop artists (don’t come for me, J-Pop is better than K-Pop), and a few random sorta indie songs scattered around my playlist. Atm my favorite songs are Verbatim, Escapism (from SU), Line Without A Hook, and Inertia.

What I look for in others, hmmm, I guess someone who can carry a conversation and is good at like, picking up on things ya know? Someone who can be really patient with me and stuff, someone who loves kids, oh and someone who’s willing to watch Star Wars with me, thats a big one lmao.

Something I’d avoid would be a disrespect of others boundaries, a really judgy person, like someone who hates on others or something they do for literally no reason, and someone who’s unnecessarily hateful to babies/toddlers/kids. Idk that one just bothers me a lot lol. And someone who gets frustrated easily, I grew up in a toxic and abusive household so thats a no go for me.

This ones kind of complicated but here’s my quirk!! I came up with it on my own so I really don’t know if someone has something similar,,,

Okay, so my hero name is Hallucino! Similar to Aizawa, my quirk activates when I look at/lock eyes with someone and the effect drops when I blink. So once they’re under the effects of my quirk, I can make them hallucinate and see any sort of setting I want. My signature setting/move is called Vertigo, it’s sort of a trippy LSD setting? So it makes the person nauseous and, well, like they have vertigo. I can create people in the hallucination, but it really wears me out and gives me a migraine. When they’re in that state they can't see the real world, and can faintly hear, but they can feel everything in the outside world. Anyways I think my quirk’s pretty damn cool.

(Wow thats so much I’m so so sorry-- also I hope it’s okay if I copy and paste this and request a Tokyo ghoul matchup? Your work is really amazing please take your time-- also sorry if it’s spaced weird I’m new to tumblr)

You can go ahead and copy paste for TG, yeah!!

Your quirk is AWESOME!! It sounds so cool 👁👄👁 I love it.

I’m matching you up with Mirio!

You got like, THE best person on your side?? An absolute ray of sunshine. He’s SO approachable, like even if he notices you’re a bit shy at first, then he’ll actively make sure that you feel comfortable around him. While buddy boy does that to everyone, he always looks forward to talking to you specifically. He LOVES when you start talking about the things that you love. He could just sit there, and listen and soak in all the information. And then when he reminds you that he WAS indeed listening by referencing to something, and your eyes light up? Mirio could cry.

I feel like this guy has little to no sense of personal bubble? I mean his quirk doesn’t exactly allow it, either... what I mean by this is that it takes a lot for Mirio to be scared off, so your autism? Not a problem, he’ll learn and he’ll be good to go. Your lack of ability to tell when to back off? He might never need to actually talk to you abt it, but if he does he knows exactly how to talk abt it in a way that won’t hurt you.

MIRIO INTERACTING WITH KIDS WILL GIVE YOU BABY FEVER I AM WARNING YOU. This guy is so sweet to kids and wowow- he’s so patient and kind and you see him at his best (and worst) and you’d fall for him so far, and sometimes you may find yourself wondering how or if he feels the same way towards you but what you don’t know is just like you’re watching him when his attention is somewhere else, he does the same for you. And if you could just see the lovesick expression on his face I swear- buddy is so deep in.

Songs!!! (Y’ALL ARE IN SOFT TERRITORIES BITCH)

- Love Like You, Steven Universe

- Sofia, Clairo

- Sad Song, Michael Barrow & The Tourists

- Soul Love, David Bowie

#mha #bnha #bnha matchup #mha matchup #togata mirio

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knivxsanddespair · 5 years

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For a tray of cookies

Act 1: Newcomers!

"Of all the days to quit, Our baker had to quit now?!" The sign of frustration was clear, with the young man's head on the table. It was only a week that he had opened this shop and it's already falling apart in his very own eyes.

"Yeaaaah, Lilith burnt the last batch while saying something about having a wand war." Olivia stated, giving him a note with a picture the demon girl drew herself angrily with an 'I quit' at the side of it.

"Okay then..now how in Mewni are we gonna have cookies when there nobody to bake em?! They don't just magically appear out of thin air you know?!"

"I-" Olivia was trying to calm his boyfriend down while Miya was just coming in to the dilemma.

"And what about safety?! Why didn't we think about hiring a safe guy to check in if the bakers are not horsing around and stuff?"

"Llyr-" The girls' reply was answered with more panicking.

"This is the end guys, sniff, I love you girls but I think we have to close the Multiverse Cookie Hangout-"

"LLYR!!"

"What? Can't you see we can't do anything right now?"

"Yes we can, you silly goof." Miya sighed. "There is a multiverse out there and we sure as hell can get someone else! I think I know a guy who can bake, we go waaay back so I practically know him!"

"And if you need someone who knows the rules of anything, I also got the guy for the job! You got the scissor ready babe?" Olivia asked smiling.

"You know it!"

"Then let's go! Be right back boss! We'll be back later!"

Act 2: The new guys.

Llyr now was inspecting the two guys the girls have brought, especially the blue haired one with his eyes covered. "Okay gentleman, state your names."

"Leon Diaz."

"Kyo Ordonia."

"Good to have you both on our small team. My name is Llyr, owner of the Multiverse Cookie Hangout. Here we strive to make out memorable moments while working and after serving customers."

The blonde then got them to walk with him and have a talk with each other. "So, there's no need to call me sir or boss or anything like that if you don't feel comfortable with it, because the last thing I want is a sense of distrust. Here, everybody is an equal. Got it?"

Both of them nodded with a smile.

"Good. Now as the shop's name states, it's a place where anyone can hang and have fun. It's a still a small business and we had orders from a few Stars and Jackies from different dimensions, but I believe with some spreading the word out, we can make it a hot spot! Bit enough of the me and the place, I want to know more about both of your skills."

Kyo was the one who started "My adopted mom Janna and Aunt Jackie did taught me a thing or two on baking brownies and cookies. I also can make some desserts and drinks!"

"That should be good. I've always believe in having some different everyday so this is already a good start! What about you, big boy?" Llyr now turned his attention to Leon.

"I'm no baker, but I can definitely can help in the safety and rules department! Here are all my certificates in all the safety courses that I went through!"

Llyr flipped page by page on the thick file of certs. "Wow, you really are passionate about this job! I'm impressed and no doubt would you be the best safety inspector! Okay, here is my number. Would the both of you be able to come again tommorow?"

Both boys nodded again.

"Excellent! We'll talk of the pays and schedules tommorow, get the paperwork done and you'll both be officially hired!"

As they both went back to their own dimensions, He turned his chair to see the girls both grinning away at him.

"W-What?"

"I saw how you paid the extra attention to Kyo. You think he's cute, don't you~?"

That quickly got him red. "I-I did no such thing!!"

Miya chuckled at that sentence. "It's all over your face! Well..to be honest I do have a crush on him as well. Maybe we three can share him?"

"Sounds like an excellent idea!"

"O-OUT OF MY OFFICE NOW!"

(Well, look how pulled an AU at 4 in the morning out of his ass just to cover up his mood swings? THIS GUY! 8D anyways, I reallly have to pick up my writing skills.

Lilith Butterfly Lucitor and Llyr belongs to @makanshoku / @kyotsune

Leon Diaz and Olivia Greason belongs to @demon-draws

Miya and Kyo belongs to me of course! Now if you will excuse me, I have to get back my nerve feeling on my right arm. )

#svtfoe next gen #Miya Diaz #Kyo Ordonia #Llyr the merprince #Lilith Butterfly Lucitor #Leon Diaz #Olivia Greason #Knivxsanddespair #Makanshoku #demon-draws

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anxietalyn · 6 years

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ACL reconstruction

so. last week on Tuesday I got ACL surgery, and I've looked on a few tags on Tumblr for tips and what to expect. but, I didn't find a lot, and when I did they weren't really descriptive. so ima do one to maybe help some folks out. this is tips and my experience so far.

Edit: this turned out waaaay longer than I thought it would

THIS IS ALL BASED ON MY SURGERY AND RECOVERY. I'M NOT SAYING THIS IS EXACTLY HOW IT WILL GO. I WENT TO A TOP ORTHOPEDIC SURGEON BC MY FAMILY HAD HEARD A LOT ABOUT MY DUDE AND THEY TOOK MY INSURANCE(he turns out to be one of the top orthopedic surgeons in Texas. If you live in the Houston, Texas area, the dude is Dr. Barrett Brown at Fondren Orthopedic Group in the medical center. whoop.) :

if you have the time, money, and availability, go to therapy a few weeks before the surgery. it'll strengthen the muscles in the injured leg, and the leg that isn't going under the knife. it'll help you after the surgery when you're having to use crutches or a walker. trust me on that. I was going to therapy 7 1/2 before my surgery. my orthopedic said that I should've gone at least six weeks.

when I went to therapy for the first time after tearing my ACL and MCL back in October, he was concerned. *I was also in a wheelchair for ten days*.

don't do that

I wish I would've looked up how or asked a family who is a doctor how to use crutches. because I was miserable in that wheelchair. my muscles in my left leg(injured leg) shrinked because they weren't used in a week and a half. and my leg muscles are pretty strong for my height and weight. that was the most difficult part of therapy leading up to last Tuesday. the fact that my strength and body changed.

if you're learning how to use them, or they are unavailable for a day or so, go ahead and use a wheelchair. bc, I'll be honest, it is a lot easier.

You might be at the hospital for a while before they take you in. I was told to be at my surgeon's office at 9:30, and I wasn't taken back for prep until 13:00(1:00pm)

You might also be in the prep area for a bit.. but there is where you get the hospital dress, no-slide socks, a "fall risk" bracelet(which I should've gotten when I started to walk when I was little bc I'm hella clumsy), your IV, I was offered a numbing shot for the area of the IV but I dunno if that's universal

if you have a family member or friend back there with you, ask for them to distract you. I had my goofy brother to make faces at me

if you are offered that numbing shot, they will tell you this, but for about ten seconds it burns like hell

at my hospital, everyone who would be in the OR had to come introduce themselves before surgery, so if you have any questions, ask! they are there to answer your questions. no matter if you think they're stupid.

my Anesthesiologist(the dude who gives the knock out juice) came over, asked if this is my first surgery, and when I told him yes, he explained EVERYTHING. He said that all the folks in the room(for me it was 6) would come by, ask my name, birthday, what was happening during the surgery, and which leg. he then said that the anaesthesia I would get was a non-narcotic which is to help you not throw up after surgery(which I didn't).

five more people then introduced themselves

when they were wheeling me to the OR, they said it would be cold so they gave me a second blanket

they wheeled me up to the table, had me crawl onto it, had a foam pillow for my head, and extended arm holders for my arms to lay outta the way

Steve(anesthesiologist) then asked if I was ready, I said I was scared. one of the nurses then held my hand as he put in the knock out juice. he then said I did good, and to help the anaesthesia work faster, put an oxygen over my nose and mouth until I was out.(last thing I remember)

when I woke up, I was still in the OR, but I was incredibly dis-oriented. I know ASL, so I started signing "want brother" over and over. none of the OR folks knew what I was signing, so they found someone who knows a little ASL and they interpreted what i was signing

they told my that I had to wait for a little bit so they could check to make sure my vitals and wrap up my leg(it's a 30 minute waiting period)

when my parents came in, I was offered sprite(You can't eat anything after ten o'clock the night before, or drink anything(even water) after midnight.) because my sugar level was low

!!!start drinking water a week before the surgery!!!it's so much more difficult to find a good vein for the IV!!! my grandma was poked seven times in different places to find a good juicy vein!!!

the anaesthesia will most likely make you feel weird.

I called everyone cute. everyone. nurse, doctor, patient, people who I don't know. everyone. I asked my nurse out on a date. I told my mom who Is married she's jealous of my "mad flirting skills"

You need to eat something on your way home. I stopped and got soup to-go. I recommend soup, just because it is easy on the tummy

You will not have an appetite for at least a week. regardless, you need to eat protein during recovery bc it'll help your Incision.

I keep repeating this but. YOU NEED TO EAT. YOU WILL NOT FEEL LIKE IT. BUT EAT. I AM AN 18-YEAR OLD AND I GO TO A COMMUNITY COLLEGE SO I STAYED HOME. I HAD THREE PEOPLE TELLING ME TO EAT. AND ONE WHO FORCED ME TO EAT. GET YOU SOMEONE THAT WILL MAKE YOU EAT WHEN YOU DON'T FEEL LIKE IT.

your leg will hurt. there's no way to sugar coat. it will hurt a lot.

find something to distract yourself. my Alma Mater was in the state championship for football, and I love football and star wars. I watched The Force Awakens an ungodly amount, that I could quote every. single. character.

just find things to do that you don't need to exert yourself too much. I like colouring books, reading, and watching movies. just have something to do while you recover. please.

you'll get prescribed four things: pain medicine, meds for muscle spasms, meds to help with nausea, and a shot that helps prevent blood clots in my leg while I can't move it regularly

I'm about six days into recovery, and the shots are the worst part currently.

The first three to four days are the worst of it. your nerves are waking up, you're getting used to not bending your knee, your learning how to walk again. they are just bad.

take the pain med when your pain level is a 3 or 4 on a 1-10 scale. it'll kick in right before it gets too bad

on that note. DON'T LET SOMEONE TELL YOU HOW BAD YOU HURT. YOUR BODY. YOUR PAIN. EVERYONE'S PAIN TOLERENCE IS DIFFERENT.

when you stand, it will hurt.

when you put pressure on it, it will hurt.

when you move it, it will hurt.

when you hit it(on anything), it will hurt.

when you have to adjust the brace strap that is riiiiight on top of the incision, it will hurt like no other.

that pain, will pass.

I PROMISE you that the pain will reduce. in the moment it may seem like your leg is on fire, but fight on, Strong Warrior. fight on.

elevate your leg from behind your ankle

elevate when ever you can. you're told to, and 10/10 recommend it because it will reduce swelling

you're gonna swell anyways. a little bit of swelling is normal. it's your body trying to heal it's self.

don't take Ibuprofen: it flushed out the good things that the swelling is bringing to heal your body

ice your knee. ice. ice. ice. it will help with over swelling

you don't HAVE to elevate your foot while you sleep though.

You will not sleep for a couple nights. it will suck. it will be frustrating. and it will awful. last night was the first night since Tuesday(it's a Monday) that I got more than four hours of sleep. You will eventually get sleep though. and personally, I was able to take small naps during the day.

I personally, have self-harm scars on my left thigh. so I was slightly uncomfortable with people being around them. You'll have to have someone wrap an ace bandage around your leg(mine is wrapped from my ankle to mid thigh.). Have someone you are comfortable with touching them wrap your leg.

You may not always be fully comfortable during recovery, but try to get as comfy as you can

Go to physical therapy.

it will help(and it's prescribed)

and for goodness sake. Do your at home exercises they give you. they seem like a waste of time, but they honestly do help.

find a PT group you like. **look on your insurance to find a place that is "in network". it'll cost a whole bunch less.**

for PT it's completely okay to go to different people until you feel comfortable. You will do so much better when you're with someone you trust and can tell they know their shit.

I'm curious by nature, and my therapist has the alphabet behind his name. so if you get a card, Google the letters!

for example, the alphabet behind his name is: PT, DPT, FAAOMPT. When I searched them, I found that PT is the good ol' fashioned Physical Therapist. DPT is Doctorate of Physical Therapy. and FAAOMPT is American Academy of Orthopedic Manual Physical Therapists("The “Fellow” is a physical therapist who has demonstrated advanced clinical, analytical, and hands-on skills in the treatment of musculoskeletal orthopedic disorders and is internationally recognized for their competence and expertise in the practice of manual physical therapy." Basically, my dude knows his shit).

Warning though, if you're curious about what a certain exercise does, and you ask,they might touch your body and physically show you what muscle the exercise works. and while you're doing an exersice, if you're doing it wrong, they will fix your position themself. this is why I say find someone your comfortable with. They are very hands on. I was lucky because the first one I went to, we hit it off. we both have mutual interests, and he isn't annoyed when I sass him. he sasses me back.

In pictures of me within a couple weeks of the operation, you can see how swollen my foot is. the brace I have is a pretty general brace, and it I locked straight. I cannot bend my leg while I have it on. under it is two ace bandages, and then on my incision there is a steri-strip. My nurse said not to touch it/try to remove it because it's keeping it clean and helping it heal. I got four holes in my knee for a camera and tools. the graph that is now my ACL is from my Patellar tendon, so the incision is between 6-8 inches.

I'll continue to update this as my recovery continues. and if you have any questions, feel free to message or send me an ask!

#acl surgery #acl reconstruction surgery #surgery recovery tips #i believe in you #you'll do great

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Is it Harry you don't like or how he's been branded since the early 1D days? How the media pegged him as the front man when clearly there 5 great guys in the band? I'm just curious because I like Harry and the four other guys equally in terms of music, even before they started making solo music.

im gonna kinda combine this answer with an anon i should have responded to weeks ago “i've noticed you dislike harry, especially recently with him promoting his new music, but i'm not sure how/why it started exactly. could you explain??”

for me now it’s that i don’t like harry and that’s a position i’ve come to over the course of the past 2-3 years and i think i can break that evolution down into two broad categories: his relation to zayn (both pre- and post-march 2015) and how he has approached going solo (again both pre- and post-1d going on a break).

and what’s most important about these two for me is that it is hard to explain away his actions in these categories as Harry Styles™; these are HIS choices, HIS words, HIS actions thus forcing me to dislike harry styles the person

for the sake of people’s dashes i’m putting a read more, but for those interested i’ve written a novel explaining these categories in more detail below (deadass i just copied it all into word and it’s 1500 words long..... im-.....)

1) how harry relates to zayn

i list his relation to zayn first because i truly believe this says something about his character. he has done things specifically re: zayn that have nothing to do with how he’s been branded in 1d or how the media has portrayed him; his actions that im going to discuss and that have most negatively affected my view of him are all on harry styles the person

it really started in the summer of 2014 when he waved the inflatable hammer of israel around at a concert during a time of heightened tensions between israel and palestine (and by heightened tensions i mean more war crimes and atrocities committed by the apartheid-esque occupational regime of israel). he asked those fans for that hammer, he is the one who has multiple zionist connections and could easily be considered a zionist himself. that’s on harry styles the person. meanwhile zayn tweets #FreePalestine shortly after that and is abused off of twitter. i recognize that the (racist) double standard here is not coming directly from harry but he benefits from it (and always has) and he plays into it and i can’t even imagine how zayn felt as a muslim man having to sit and watch his bandmate get a free pass for supporting a genocidal regime while he is eviscerated for one tweet of support. harry’s role in all this was the first moment i truly began to dislike him as a person

then we have his actions after zayn left. i will never claim to know what went down. im not sure we will ever know the whole ‘truth’ of zayn leaving and i’ve always said there’s shades of grey, no clear right and wrong, good and bad. it was messy but the bottom line is that zayn left (at least in part) because he was in an unhealthy state both mentally and physically and no one deserves that. so for all that the remaining four may have been justifiably hurt, confused, angry, etc. at things we can’t even possibly know about or understand re: zayn leaving, zayn deserves to be happy and healthy and people need to respect that. i do not think harry (nor his fans) respected that or zayn himself at all in the wake of him leaving. harry’s actions during mitam promo was, in my opinon, the most egregious and blatantly disrespectful. all four of them demonstrated sadness and/or bitterness at times but harry’s behavior (such as saying the ‘paperwork’ was the hardest part of z leaving, kicking a z mask off the stage, etc.) came across to me as petty, immature, spiteful and mean-spirited. it was not a spite that i saw in the other three. as a ztan (and also just a decent human?) i lost a lot of respect for harry in those months. i think these actions showed his true colors and those are not colors which i like very much.

also i’ve discussed this a bit on this blog but with the benefit of hindsight i do believe that a lot of those bitter actions re: zayn came from a selfish place of anger at zayn for ‘beating’ him to the solo game and from a place of ‘i’m going to villainize this person in order to make myself look better now and down the line.’ i think that was ‘proven’ for me when the build up for harry’s solo material included a LOT of very intentional mentions and comparisons to zayn. obviously that was something the media and people were going to do anyway but it was to a degree that felt sanctioned and encouraged; i think that comparison and that emphasis of ‘zayn as the evil judas who left, harry as the one who stayed until it was time’ was part of harry and his teams promo strategy (that backfired when SOTT flopped compared to pillowtalk, hence why i think those comparisons in big outlets have ceased, but i digress)... that’s a lot more of my own interpretation and my own reading of the info i have so it’s not as concrete as the stuff above but it does factor into my personal view of harry annnnnd it also connects nicely to my second point

2) his solo approach

now this is a more complex issue, and more of it *could* be attributed to Harry Styles™ but im going to preface my discussion by saying that harry chose his team. he’s been hanging with the azoffs on his personal time since 2013, his friendship with jeff has always been in our faces, he’s very clearly in the driver’s seat of his career at the moment, just as niall and liam appear to be (louis is a different and extremely nuanced conversation). he’s been angling towards his solo career for YEARS and while i don’t necessarily think that in and of itself is a bad thing (everyone in bands esp boy bands does that kind of forward thinking), i think the way he has gone about it is by stepping on his four bandmates in one way or another and i think that’s really fucking shitty. he has leveraged the existing Harry Styles™ frontman, standout image to catapult himself into this weird realm of ‘im above everything, im too cool, im already a legend’ promo.

on top of that kind of broad stroke stuff, some of his specific actions are just......... eye-roll worthy. i mean think about what the FIRST thing he did was after 1D went on a break? yachtgate. you can brush that off as a stunt all you want (and obviously in many ways it was) but it was a stunt that encouraged a certain solo harry narrative. it helped solidify him as the a-lister of the band hanging with jenners on fancy boats. it helped solidify him as a ‘star in his own right’ signing contracts and paperwork with jeff. it was a stunt that HELPED harry.

this is kind of a digression but i do think it’s important to note the nuanced difference between harry and louis’ ‘stunts.’ totally disregarding conversations of ‘real or fake,’ if we look at the major ‘stunts’ harry and louis have undertaken in their careers (and within this im including anything that could be construed as their ‘personal life’ being projected publicly i.e. eleanor, danielle, babygate, taylor swift, kendull jenner, etc.) harry’s stunts have always boosted his public image while louis’ have always hurt his. i know that’s an EXTREMELY broad and generalizing brush to paint with and im not trying to say that harry’s image has always been ‘good’, i remember the womanizer days i cant even imagine how much that hurt him and it sucks. but basically harry’s stunts have always made him more famous, putting him in an increasingly better position to convert Harry Styles™ into solo success. louis’ stunts have consistently done the opposite, giving him a SERIOUS uphill battle when it comes to the general public and mainstream media acknowledging his solo endeavors.

this is a discrepancy that exists between harry and ALL the boys, not just with louis (though the gulf between them is the most... extreme i’d say). harry has always been positioned above liam, niall and zayn too, and what i have a problem with is how that is being leveraged and leaned into rather than dispelled. harry could easily take the approach niall has which is constantly recognizing the good that one direction did for him. even if he didn’t want to be so overt he could have at least tried to be as polite and gracious as zayn was, who while recognizing that he wanted to do his own thing and his own music was very conscious to acknowledge the good bits of 1D. instead we have this weird almost antagonistic approach in his (sparse) interviews wherein it feels like harry treats 1d as this thing that was holding him back, something he is now free of. it’s a pretentiousness that i dont appreciate

the final thing i’ll add in this section is in how he and his team are treating the fans that he does have. i am not one of those people but at times i feel quite bad? and sorry? for harries who are investing their time and money and effort into an artist who seems hell bent on ignoring them. this aloofness is demonstrated on his social media, i mean has he taken time to interact with or thank fans once????? the whole tour ticket debacle sounds horrendous and im sorry for fans that don’t get to go because harry and his team bungled it. there’s just a distinct...... disrespect for the fans he was bringing with him from the 1D days and that’s frustrating.

#good lord this got long and out of hand #im glad to have written it down tho #feel cathartic haha #Anonymous

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