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atopvisenyashill · 8 months

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the only thing about satin gay discourse is that the nw guys are calling him slurs because he was a prostitute not because of his actual sexuality. i go back and forth about what i think about it but i’ve settled on it not mattering LOL

i mean yeah definitely but they dislike that he's a prostitute because a) that's a woman's job and b) he took male clients. the conflation of a woman's role and sexuality is really intrinsically linked, like that's part of why homophobia exists, is this idea that a man would be happy and willing to "play the role" of a woman in a romantic or sexual relationship is bad, and that being "the woman" in a relationship is dirty and, ya kno, gay lmao. like, whether or not satin likes men or not, they're calling him slurs because they think he's gay because he had male clients, he took a "woman's" role, he's pretty and educated, and doesn't conform to westeros' idea of masculinity. i do think what a lot of people miss - especially the dudebros on redit lolll - is that homophobia and misogyny really go hand in hand a lot of the time. hatred of queerness is tied to hatred of women and vice versa and i think a lot of the nw really drives home that specific point (see: sam, danny flint, the wildling woman warriors, etc) but trying to get reddit to acknowledge something as simple as "homophobia and misogyny bad" let alone "let's explore the ways in which homophobia and misogyny feed into each other and how these men would rather shoot themselves in their own heads then ever admit someone feminine might not be the devil themself" is an admittedly hopeless crusade.

#asks #valyrianscrolls #satin flowers #i know he doesn't go by flowers but that's how everyone tags him and i don't give a care aldsjf #i hope this doesn't come across mean i agree with u anon they are calling him slurs bc of his job but they dislike his job bc of homoophobi #as well as misogyny. satin doesn't do gender correctly and in an even more heinous way than sam bc at least sam likes women.#but a dude who doesn't realize JON FUCKING CONNINGTON is gay is not gonna pick up on that. they probably agree aljdflkjdsalkjfsdj

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hislittleraincloud · 7 months

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I just wanted to contribute to your recent ask, if that's okay and I will be hiding behind an anonymous face, so apologies in advance but I'm anxious about backlash from others since I'm active in the fandom and I may piss some people off.

I agree with your statements about the incorrect use of nicknames toward whichever partner Wednesday is paired up with, it makes me cringe so much, especially with the 'Cara Mia' because like you, I cannot see Ortega's Wednesday using the same pet names that her parents use. Some people go ridiculously overboard with it, and I really enjoyed your breakdown over the incorrect use of the French pet names. Wednesday despises the sappy love between her parents, I highly doubt she would mimic that.

I've seen your posts pop up occasionally, I like some of the art you share, and I did try reading your story out of curiosity. But it did make me uncomfortable with the underage stuff due to past experiences, and that is okay for me to admit and doesn't mean you're a bad person for writing it. It's a fanfiction ffs, the same people upset about your pairing are probably having wet dreams over Wednesday murdering people or some other illegal shit 🤷‍♀️

I have respect for you as a person and writer, and how you've brought awareness to the transphobic nature of some fics, we don't need that in this fandom.

Nothing better to offset anon hate than anon respect. 💖✨

It's always okay to drop anything in my inbox if you're afraid of backlash due to popular shipping, but "YOU PERVERT, IT'S R#PE!!!" judgement should not be faceless. 🥹

It's also always okay to give reason to why any fic or pairing is something you avoid due to trauma, and you shouldn't have to say that aloud. At least, you don't to me. I sincerely hope that my post didn't come across as "U MUST READ MY SHIT NO MATTER WHAT BEFORE YOU JUDGE IT" to those (like you) who have terrible trauma surrounding the subject/content. If you have such trauma, then my tags should've been a warning, and I completely understand why you would not want to read it.

Hm, I'm also agreeing w the whole subject matter in general thing. I've seen a few fics where Wednesday is r#ped and/or tortured (usually by Tyler or Gatesmonster), but apparently others do, so whatever. 🤷🏽‍♂️ I can't impose on others my severe judgement on what gets others off (in terms of fiction and fictional characters), I can only say that Wednesday suffers enough mentally on a daily basis that I hate adding to that, or seeing it. N/C Wednesday is still precious to me, no matter how tempting it can be to smack her around a bit/knock her off her high horse (I was pleased though, when in canon she got her brow nicked...she hadn't had any reason to attack Bianca before then, aside from her calling her a psychopath (as if not everyone in the school already thought she was)...she was being a narc little asshole during the fencing scene).

As for the rest of it, I really didn't say anywhere that Wednesday shouldn't come up with any cute pet names for Enid, even suggesting that she could be creative enough to make her own compound words like "my little lupinette" (to me, something like that would make her bond with Enid much more tailored to whatever Enid brought out within her while distancing herself from becoming Mommie Dearest enough). Borrowing directly from them just... 💀 AB Wednesday is currently even more formal and uptight than any Wenclair Wends but is slowly learning, and in one upcoming scene she calls Donovan "Jim". My readers will see why (🤣🤣🤣).

Aside from crafting this Satisfying Universe, I had to sit and watch malignant psychopaths destroy the hopes and dreams of my fellow 🏳️‍⚧️ people in Tennessee, Florida, Texas, Missouri, etc. this spring and throughout the summer, so I'm especially peeved when I see anything that could be construed as trans exclusionary in here. I lost the Potter fandom to it in 2020 when JKR came out full TERF, even though we all kind of suspected it before. We never, ever had "Draco Malfoy x AFAB reader" or "Hermione Granger x AMAB reader" labeled fics. We didn't care what you were born with, genital-wise. Fiction is and will forever be an escape, so let's try to keep it that way. 🫠✨

Anyway, thanks for the message. I'm only sad that you feel like you need to hide, or that anyone feels like they need to hide. I understand it though.

#anon respect #anon response #wednesday #wednesday addams #writing wednesday #satisfying afterburn

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o-wyrmlight · 2 years

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Lmao I agree with that anon about how the fandom would misinterpret u. Like u would say one sentence about how Affo is morally gray and has motives and his reason, they immedietly pounce cause NO HE CANT BE KORALLY GRAY HES OBVS MORALLY BLACK AND ABSOLUTELY EVIL like yeah he's a selfish brat but he also had a rough upbringing and yeah it Def wasn't the morally white thing to do but who tf cares I don't for sure he's my skrunkly now I'm gonna torture/take care of him

Seriously doe ur rlly cool and not aggressive. The fandom would call u aggressive cause u retaliated in self defence/ expressed distaste for something cause there's always some young people who can't tell between 'saying your opinion' and saying 'only your opinion is right'

U also draw rlly well, are mature and can stay cool in situations I can't XD

I aspire to be like you one day! Ur writing and drawing is amazing znd you can see from different perspectives!

I imagine u to be a grandparent sipping their cup of tea inside. Children yell at u from the yard, so you laugh and go back to reading the news. Only when children walk up to ur door and start banging and screaming do you retaliate.

Sorry this got really long... i was a bit stressed lately

I hope you can achieve your dreams!

Affogato is morally black and evil and manipulative and he's a little shit who deserves more of a punishment than just being essentially yeeted from Dark Cacao's kingdom /j

Honestly I just. I like talking about my opinions. I like commentating about things that I see, think and notice and I like offering my perspective and talking about it. That's fun to me! I genuinely don't mean to come across as someone trying to shove their opinions down others' throats. It's when other people either a) make the argument that their opinions are objectionably right or b) go out of their way to harass others that it bothers me a lot. Especially when it's a ridiculous claim that calls into question the morals of the person that they don't agree with.

For example, with the argument about Affogato and Pomegranate being the same character--sure, they're similar, but they have enough differences that they aren't the same character. One is not simply a gender-swapped version of the other. They have different personalities, motivations and goals, and I've seen people talk about how hating Pomegranate more than Affogato is 'misogynistic' because they are 'essentially the same character'.

Even if they were the same character, there's nothing wrong with just. Not liking a female character. It doesn't have to be inherently misogynistic in nature, and you don't need an excuse for why you don't like the character. 'The only excuse is if they trigger a trauma' is a ridiculously toxic notion that implies that simply not liking a character isn't a good enough reason. Pomegranate doesn't trigger me, but I don't like how she goes out of her way to trigger other cookies. And I don't like how her character solely seems to revolve around Dark Enchantress Cookie, either. And that's my particular opinion on that matter. And that's okay.

Then there's the drama over White Lily, which is a whole can of worms I don't really feel like delving into. It's essentially the same logic--'If you don't like White Lily or ship PureCacao but not PureLily then you're misogynistic'. It's ridiculous and immature and minimizes the consideration for why someone would prefer one character over the other or simply doesn't like that character.

Idk I have a lot of thoughts and I know you didn't ask for my perspective on this but I am fully willing to be an old man sipping my tea and watching kids play swords outside while shaking my head in awe at the fandom drama, thinking about how ridiculous it is sometimes. And if someone comes a-knockin' at my door or says something loudly near my window that I'm not very fond of, then of course I'm going to act.

And I'll admit that being 'calm, cool and mature' is kind of hard sometimes lol. It's something I have to actively focus on doing from time to time, and it's still something that I'm trying to work on--learning my limits and when is the best time to just step away. It's not always easy, but it's a very important skill to learn. And I'm only 23--I'm still comparatively young in the grand scheme of things. Of course I'm still learning. As an example, I know that sometimes I struggle with proper pronouns for characters/people because it was something I only started learning in the last couple of years, and it's something I'm working on bit by bit.

It really does flatter me that you look up to me to that extent! Just please remember that at the end of the day, I am a person just like you, and from time to time, I may slip up and make mistakes. Parasocial relationships in the long run can be somewhat damaging under the wrong situations. Instead of aspiring to be like me, try to aspire to be the best you that you can be with what you have right now.

I don't know how old you are, what situations you have experienced or are experiencing, or what resources you have available to you right now--but please take your time with yourself, and be patient. No matter how old you are, humans are always going to be a work in progress--we're always learning and always adapting, and I think that is a fantastic trait that we all share.

#sorry of this is rambly and long-winded and stuff i have ADHD #i'm not great at giving out advice and i am happy that what i do helps inspire people #but i do want to point out that there is a difference between 'inspiring others' and 'being idolized by others'#ultimately everyone is a person and people are prone to making mistakes #and that's okay. as long as you eventually learn from those mistakes to better yourself in the future <3 #anyway #*sips my coffee and resumes watching the kids play outside*

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islawritesmegumi · 2 years

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can u do a part two of this scenario where the boys regretting and want them back but it was too late bcs the reader already move on? :((( i've thought about this kind of plot before BUT I NEVER THOUGHT THAT IT'LL HURT THIS BAD UNTIL I READ YOUR SCENARIO AAA</3

anyway i just found your blog and i already falling in love with ur writing. you bokuto fic is sure hurt so bad but it's really well written! <3

A/N: so sweet, anon! tysm for your support~ also, here’s my attempt at part 2. hope that everyone inc. you and others who requested will like it <3

Ex: Iwaizumi, Ushijima, DAISHOU, Sakusa, Osamu, Suna, Meian, Futakuchi

Present: Bokuto, Kageyama, Kuroo, HANAMAKI, Semi, Terushima, Romero, Mattsukawa

Part 1

"Hello?"

"Good afternoon, I would like to inform you that you have an outstanding balance of $50,000 that is still yet to be paid. I'm also calling in to let you know that there has been another purchase all amounting to $6,000. Please pay by the agreed deadline to prevent your account from freezing."

"I apologize. I will deal with the issue as soon as possible," his head ached. He hanged up the phone while massaging his temples. He sat on the chair by the kitchen counter and let his elbows take refuge on the granite.

He let out a sigh. He has been working himself hard but he knows he couldn't handle shouldering all the bills when there's no one to help him. He couldn't ask his partner. His partner knew nothing but to max his cards as if there was no limit. As if he doesn't have his own limits.

He heard the door open and let his eyes be greeted by the sight of shopping bags.

"Hey," his partner approached him and gave him a kiss but he turned his head away.

"The credit card company called. What did you buy that cost you $6,000 in one day? Do you even need it?" he tried hard to compose himself but he felt that his marriage life was being unfair so he was close to exploding.

"It's just a bag and a few clothes. Calm down," his spouse chuckled, still not feeling the gravity of the situation.

"Calm down? I am working my ass off 24/7 for us to have a comfortable life but that doesn't mean that you will abuse it," he raised his voice, the anger getting to him.

"Oh, excuse me? Wasn't this the life that you promised me? That I would have everything I wanted?" they retorted.

"You're unbelievable."

Suddenly, a memory came to him as fast and as harsh as the winter wind.

You screamed, jumping on him and wrapping your legs around his waist, "this is expensive, I told you not to get me anything!"

"You know I love spoiling you and you should know, there are a lot more coming when we get married," he smiled at your tear-stricken face. You buried your head in his neck, the love you have for him increasing every minute.

"And I will make sure that you will never have to worry about anything," he continued, kissing your cheeks as he hugged you.

"No, I don't want that. I want a life where we share each other's happiness and burdens. With every hardship that you face, know that I'm never going to leave you. We will resolve our issues as a family. And no matter how lavish or so-so our life is going to be, it will be okay because I am with you. And being with you is where I always ever wanted to be."

Your word burned into his mind and his heart numbed. It was too late. Way too late for him to back out of a marriage he shouldn't have offered to the wrong person in the first place.

"I was wrong," he said. Nowadays, he has been thinking of you a lot. And right now, as he stood across the person he didn't know very well yet he married, he realized the mistake he had done. He didn't want to feel it but the regret was uncontainable inside of him.

"What do you mean by th-, hey! Where are you going?" his partner questioned him as he went straight to the door. His mind was running in circles. He didn’t know what to do but his feet wanted to take him to the place where your love sparked and grew.

Your cart bumped against someone. You would have ignored it if it wasn't for the large amount of force applied to it, as if it was done on purpose.

"You again?"

"Ooh, if it isn't the one who went to their ex's wedding," he teased.

"You really have to say that? That was two years ago," you rolled your eyes and proceeded to buy your coffee mate.

"Masochist much?"

"Meddler much?" you retorted at the guy you met at his wedding. When you were about to walk out that day, he bumped into you so hard you almost fell. After that, he followed you because apparently he needed to apologize multiple times.

"Can I score a date now?"

"Nope, I'm busy," you pushed your cart and went to the condiment aisle.

"Don't you need this?" he said as he took a soy sauce from the shelf.

"Not really."

"Oh, I thought this is where you're getting your saltiness from?" he snickered.

"Ha ha," you rolled your eyes once more while a small smile grazed your lips.

"How 'bout this? Your source of spiciness and hotness," he then pulled a sriracha bottle while he wiggled his eyebrows.

"You're so annoying," you couldn’t help the giggle that went out your lips. You pulled his tie towards you to plant a soft kiss on his lips.

"I missed you," he said when you retracted.

“I missed you,” you smiled at him. You couldn’t believe you fell for this guy. He had an awful attitude and you didn’t like that. You always pushed him away but the guy seemed like he had a never-ending container of persistence.

“Don’t look at me like that.”

“Huh? Like what” your eyes blinked at his randomness.

“Like you want to french kiss me.”

You scoffed and hit his arm while he laughed continuously at your perplexed face. He always loved teasing you and making up for it after was the icing on the cake. Oh, and he loves biting you, too. His day wouldn't be complete without sinking his teeth onto the softness of your flesh.

"What are you even doing here? I thought you were supposed to be back later?"

"I'm the boss, I can leave whenever I like. And since my partner is out on a grocery spree, why not beg for some attention," he hugged you and swayed the both of you sideways.

"You're unbelieva-" you were cut off by a familiar sound. Your eyes moved away from your boyfriend to the man who stood eight feet away from you.

"Hey," you greeted him, not bothering to move away from your boyfriend's hold.

"Nice to see you again," he said as his eyes travelled along the arms wrapped around you.

What was he thinking? Did he really think that you couldn't move on from him? That you'd be running after him and waiting for him to come back? He was so stupid.

"Are you okay?" you asked, noticing the forlorn look on his face. He looked like he hasn’t slept for days, his eye bags and beard covered the handsome face you once knew.

"Yeah, uhm, can I talk to you?" he hoped, prayed desperately that you would let him but this was the start of his agony. He thought that with every broken promise he made, he deserved the accompanied jabbing pain to his chest. And this pain quickly spread to his body leaving him vulnerable.

Can you give him one more chance? He would do everything just so you can give him the time you used to freely waste on him before. And even if it takes a long time, he would wait just like you did for him.

"I'm sorry, now's not a good time. We have to pick up Miu but it was really nice seeing you again. You really got that marriage feel to you-,"

Your boyfriend cut you off, "What feel? The feel of emotional and physical exhaus-."

You jabbed your boyfriend by the waist making him whine. He was blunt as ever.

"Sorry about that.. we uh, we have to go, see you later," your ex looked like he wanted to stop you. But the glow you had on your eyes and the smile painted on your lips... he couldn't take it away. Not again. And you have a kid now.

So, he let you go for the second time around because he was a coward. He didn't deserve you, right from the start up 'til the end, he could never deserve you and the warmth you give. It was better for you to be with someone who would appreciate and love you like you should. And that person was already beside you. It was hard for him to say it but he was happy for you.

"What do you mean by picking up Miu? My brother doesn’t need to be fetched, he's 17 years old," your boyfriend was confused.

"I know, I just felt that... whatever he needed to say, he should've said it years ago. And even if he said it now, it wouldn't make a difference," you intertwined your hand with his.

"Because I’m more handsome?" you chuckled at his obliviousness to the weight of the situation.

"Because I have you now and that's all that matters."

Little did you know, your ex heard everything-- maybe you meant for him to hear it. He just didn't really expect to have his heart broken by you once again. As much as it felt wrong, he regretted letting you go. And he had to live with this mistake for the rest of his life.

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aliasimagines · 3 years

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It Was You All Along // Dave Lizewski

requested by a lovely anon 💕

Can u write dave x fem!reader where reader Always had a crush on him but he kinda ignored reader bc of Katie but then someone popular asks reader out and he gets jealous and y/n dresses up super hot and he realizes he fucked up

word count: 1809

a/n: i hope this is close enough! ❤️ (i couldn't think of a different title but this one reminds me of Agatha All Along xd)

"Hey, Dave! My folks are gone for the weekend and I thought we could have an X-men watch party. Wanna come?"

"Sorry I can't, I'm hanging out with Katie."

"Again?" you ask a bit louder than intended,causing a few people to look at you in the hallway. You continue with a lower voice "Aren't you like, tired of all the lying? Like, what if she finds out that you're not actually gay, hm? Cause you know she will, eventually."

"Why do you care so much?!" Dave says, clearly frustrated.

You raise an eyebrow.

"Oh why would I? Maybe because we have been best friends since diapers, you stupid asshole!" you say not caring if some students hear you or not, anymore. "But you know what, you are right. I shouldn't care. Go play pretend with Katie but don't come to me, crying when you end up getting your heart broken."

"Don't worry, I won't." he snaps back. And you turn around and leave but not before flipping him off. You felt the angry tears rolling down your cheeks as you zigzagged between the chattering teenagers.

You couldn’t believe how Dave could be so blind! He only had eyes for Miss Perfect. Whom by the way, is a real bitch and would go back to ignoring Dave or calling him a freak if it wasn’t for his little gay act.

Somehow you made your way over to the restroom and locked yourself into one of the booths.

Dave couldn’t even see you as a potential “love-interest”. Eventhough you were the one who always were there for him, you were always there when he called, running to him like a lost puppy. And he couldn’t even care less. And you hate him for it. But you hate yourself more for still liking him.

It’s not like you can do something about it, if you could, you would have. But that’s not how it works, so you are just crying your guts out on the toilet trying not to think about Dave.

In all honesty, you have no idea how you made it through the day. You almost cried during biology but you caught yourself after a few lonely tears. You could feel Dave’s gaze on you but there was no way you would look at him. As soon as the last bell rang you were out of school, hurring past Tod and Marty, not being in the mood for them either.

The next day wasn’t any different, you didn’t hang with Dave, Tod and Marty like you normally do. You didn’t sit with them at lunch, instead walked over to the only empty table you saw and placed your tray there. You mounched on your food, completely unaware of your surroundings until you hear the chair next to you being pulled out. You look up to see Matthew Greendale, resident hottie of the school sit next to you.

"Hey, sorry, it's not a problem if I sit here, right?" he asks. You eyed him suspiciously.

"No, it's fine."

It's fine?! You mentally scold yourself. You never even spoke to this guy, outside of literature in first year. Why would he sit next to you?

"I didn't want to sit with all the other "popular jocks" he answered you unspoken question while taking a bite of his canteen-hamburger. “They’re fun and everything but it’s nice to get away from them sometimes.”

You think of your friends who are sitting a few tables away and you can’t help but agree with Matthew.

“Yeah, I feel you.” you say without thinking.

“Hey..We used to sit next to each other in freshman year, didn’t we? It’s y/n ,right?”

You nod with a smile, honestly being surprised that he remembers you.

“Yeah!”

“I haven’t really seen you around a lot. But when I do you are always hanging with those comic book nerds.”

“Hey! Comics are great.”

He puts his hands up in a defense.

“Oh no! I didn’t mean it as an insult. Some comics are good, my little brother made read one last month. It was actually great.”

“What comic was it?”

“Oh, uhm..It was about some kind of blind dude in a devil costume.”

“Daredevil?” you ask with a giggle.

“Yes, that one!” he laughs too.

The two of you continue talking until the end of lunch break. He is surprisingly fun to talk to and he even offers to walk you to your next class after lunch. You had such a good time you didn’t even think about Dave, heck, you didn’t even notice him literally glaring daggers into Matthew.

“What’s up with you, dude?” Tod asks snapping Dave out of it.

“Yeah, Dave. What the shit is going on with you and Y/N?” Marty asks too.

Dave forrows is eyebrows. Yes, what the shit is going on with the two of you? Every since yesterday's 'fight' with you he can't stop thinking. About how he spends most, if not all of his time either with being Kick-Ass or, rather with Katie. It used to be different. He spent every second with you and he just threw you away so he could maybe get laid. And sure, Katie may be hot as fuck but she is.. Well, she is not you.

"We had a fight, yesterday. I.. And she was right." he explains with a grimace. "But why the fuck is that Greendale asshole is with her?"

"You jealous or something, dude?"

"Wha- Of course I am not jealous! Why would I be? You guys are nuts."

Jealous… The word rolled around in his mouth like a new flavored milkshake he never tasted before.

Could he be… Jealous? He never thought of you that way, you were always his best friend. Just that. But.. The more he thinks about it the more he can't stop that twist like feeling in his stomach.

That night he can't focus on crime fighting. All his thoughts are tied to you. Whether he likes it or not, memories of you keep popping up in his mind. How didn't he notice your beautiful smile before? And your laugh? It's like a beautiful melody. And… Gosh! When did he become such a sappy teenager? Oh and another thing.. He kept trying to think of something else, anything else like Katie for example but he doesn't care anymore!

Dave goes home early with a frustrated growl. The remaining hours of the night he spends with tossing and turning and daydreaming instead of sleeping.

(the next afternoon, Atomic Comics)

Dave bangs his head against the wood table once again. A tired groan leaves his lips when he hears Tod almost choking on his iced coffee.

"What the tunk, Tod?" Marty and Dave ask almost at the same time. The dirty blonde haired boy keeps pointing outside the huge window that they are sitting next to at Atomic Comics.

"Is that fucking y/n?!"

Now all three of them look outside the shop and see you, all dressed up nad seemingly waiting for someone.

"Holy fuck!" Dave whispers. He stares at you, with his mouth a gap before jumping up from the booth they were sitting at and rushing outside the store.

"Y/n! Y/-" he yells almost tripping on thin air.

"Dave?" you question, quickly turning towards him. Damn, you missed him. No! Yeah, you did… "What do you want?"

"What do I- What, can't I talk to you?"

"If you wanted to talk you would have in these past days!" you say. Yes, you might have missed him, but it's not like you're gonna show it. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I am waiting for my date to show up."

"Your.. Your what, now?!"

"My date"

"You can't go on a date!"

"And why is that, Lizewski?"

"Lizewski? Really, you're calling me by my surname? Are we in such a bad place right now?"

"I don't know, you tell me. Are you going to tell me what i can and can't do, hm?"

"I didn't mean it like that. I just…"

"What, it's fine when you say it but when I do it with you about Katie I'm the bad friend?"

"No,it's just-"

"Sorry. Matt's here." you point to the street across the road where you saw the boy walk towards you. "I gotta go."

You start walking away but Dave grabs your wrist.

"Please, don't." he mumbles.

"Why not?" you snap at him but your expressions soften upon your eyes land on his saddened face.

"I- because I don't want you with him. O-or anyone."

You raise an eyebrow.

"What?"

He took a deep breath before looking around. Matt was waiting patiently by the traffic light so he could cross the road. Dave quickly began explaining.

"You were right. About Katie. I was such a dickhead, I am so sorry, y/n. I am sorry for ignoring you over her and and.." from the corner of his eye he sees the traffic light turn green. "Shit! I don't want you to go out with Greendale cause I.. Because I like you. Like really fucking like you. And oh my god you look so fucking hot in this outfit, not that you're not always hot but holy shit. I know we are just friends and you don't think of me that way but I ju-"

"Oh my god! Do you ever shut up?" you yell before pressing your lips to his. Dave stumbled back a little, but quickly recovered and kissed back. Your hands cupped his face and his hands grabbed your waist in response. You both tilled your heads, deepening the kiss earning loud knocking from Marty and Tod as they watched the whole scene through the window. Not that you noticed any of it. You didn't hear the passing by car honk at you nor the yells or whistles. You also did not notice Matthew walking away with a sad smile after seeing the two of you. Your touches intertwine and you're pretty sure you heard Dave moan slightly which causes you to giggle into the kiss. You both pull away gasping for air. You look down at your shoes, hoping to hide your flushed cheeks. Dave scratches his back and looks around nervously only to see his two idiotic friends making kissy faces. He lifts his middle finger for them before clearing his throat.

"So.. Khm.. I guess you like me too?"

You let out a soft chuckle.

"Yeah, I do." you say looking at him with a smile.

"That's.. Fuck. That's great." he replied genuinely happy. "Wanna get out of here?"

You nod and you take off. You take Dave's hand and he intertwines your fingers with a smile. Maybe he is truly a superhero. He helps people and he gets the girl of his dreams. The happy ending.

Dave Lizewski taglist : @sethcohenluvr @your-hispanichufflepuff

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༄ the dead poets go hiking headcanons

pairing; n/a

warnings; some swearing

request; could i get the dead poets going hiking? thanks! - anon

a/n; you most definitely can anon! i luv writing about these boys and this is such a fun concept so thank u for the request - i hope you like these! <3

the poets hiking is just pure unadulterated chaos

i mean, what else do you expect?

but, it's a day out

and it gives charlie somewhere to channel all of his energy - so a hike it is!

meeks knows of a hiking trail that's relatively close and is quite scenic - which has todd and neil sold already

when they get there, cam suggests going to the small help hut for a map of the trails, just in case

charlie aggressively shuts down this idea, insisting it can't be too hard

"we'll just stick to the trails, cameron. we can't get lost doing that."

famous last words, mr dalton.

knox is carrying the bag filled with water and snacks, and grumbles about it the whole time until neil agrees to take turns with him

neil is a fiend and steals snacks the whole time he's in charge of the backpack, but bribes todd with chocolate so he doesn't snitch

i think cam enjoys bird watching - just a personal hc - so he'd point out some of the birds he sees to whoever'll listen to him

it's usually pitts, as he doesn't mind cameron's info dumping and will actually entertain him with questions and responses

sure, he doesn't really care too much about the birds, but he's happy that cameron's happy and that's enough for him

todd brings a little camera along with him to take photos, both of the scenery and of the poets

some of these photos include:

charlie chasing cameron with a large branch

knox, with a butterfly that landed on his head

a cloud that looked like a dog

and also a picture of a ‘pretty tree'

but the camera just so happened to focus on neil, instead of the tree

wonder how that happened

charlie leads them in chants

you know like the ‘i dont know what ive been told’ ones? yeah.

they walk in a single file line to add to the illusion

todd has to beg meeks and pitts not to eat the random cluster of mushrooms they found

he physically rips one out of pittsie’s grasp

“pitts we have food in the bag sTOP-“

knox wears the wrong shoes and constantly complains that his feet hurt

half of them end up horrifically sunburnt

although neil catches an incredible tan and the sun makes some freckles come out across his cheeks and nose

remember how charlie wouldn’t let cameron get a map? yeah, they got lost

they only wanted to stray a little off the trails to explore a cool spot they found

next thing they know, they’re in a forest with no fucking idea where they are

charlie goes into survival mode

“okay, we gotta find a source of water. pittsie, start building a fire.” “we have bottled water?” “and..? it’ll run out, neil.” “charlie. we walked for five minutes. we aren’t lost.”

thanks to the combined common sense of todd and cameron, they find their way back to the trail

not without an 'i told you so' from a very smug looking cameron

knox's shoes are starting to become a real bother and everyone else is getting a bit tired, so they decide to call it a day

it's a fun day out though, and one they'll certainly remember for a while

the dead poets my beloveds <3 they're just in a silly goofy mood <3

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