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polygonsexual · 9 months

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A whole pecking essay on why I love Garten of BanBan and my perspective on it

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So I bought and played all the chapters. I did watch the gameplays and Then finished all of them, twice! And Even from the first chapter, I actually never thought the game is bad! In fact, I very much enjoyed it.

I’ll go over three, maybe?.. topics in this silly essay. I’m sleepy, it’s 4 am so I don’t know for sure but I really want to express my opinion:’D

Ps. Spoilers will be outlined with this color, sorry if I left something out, you can let me know tho!

The topics are:

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1. Style

2. Gameplay

3. Character writing

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So Style is the first thing people found off putting and lazy about this game , from the first chapter I actually kind of enjoyed it. Yes it’s simplistic and used some free stock models, but there was something about it..this simplicity is well organised. Starting with the Main cast(BanBan’s friends) they look very simple from afar. But if you look closer you see how many little veins and details they have, and as mutants made out of unknown substance it makes sense! It’s only an illusion of simplicity, they are terrifying biological monstrosities that were made to look like kid’s mascots, adds up , doesn’t it?

Now for the free samples, I don’t know if there’s much of them in the chapter 3 or 4, as those two are where the quality really starts to rise, but I can excuse it for the first two chapters, each chapter costs like 3 dollars , considering there’s only two devs working on the game and they also have college. I respect the prices and don’t regret spending my money, after all, it’s not that much and helps them make each chapter better then last one, considering that, they did start using less free samples with the 3 and 4 chapters, You can correct me if I’m wrong, but I can tell that I didn’t notice anything that felt out of place in those two chapters and that’s what makes a difference.

Overall surroundings are more polished now too, it’s a mix of a facility and kinder Garten, they worked with children but they had to keep it professional with the huge void under the facility. It can explain the amount of bottomless pits in the game and odd mix of professional and childish ornaments in the rooms. Also the safety hazards can be explained too! BanBan did talk about “we should have spoken up sooner” and that really makes it seem like the heads of the facility didn’t really care for safety of their workers, so much they ignored the countless containment breaches of the specimens , death of facility workers and maybe even children..

Im getting a bit sidetracked with the lore here, but with such simple yet memorable style, I think they did a great job. It doesn’t fit well with the established mascot horror quality, but it has it’s charm and I think a game about a scientific facility turned into a kindergarten wouldn’t feel the same with some complicated high budget textures.

Talking about high budget textures.. I don’t really like what the two weeks remaster of Garten of BanBan did with the game, maybe yeah it added more detail to the surroundings, but it stopped giving away this too polished and deeply fake childcare center feeling, and man, Opila bird does look much better in the original, mutants don’t even have blood and are supposed to look like cartoons, not whatever this guy did to them.

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Gameplay

[Puzzles]

That’s something I heard complaints about a lot, but In my opinion, I didn’t see anything wrong with the gameplay, it’s easy yes, but that’s what makes it good, you can easily fly through the game without getting stuck on some task you just can’t figure out(Except snail hall we all suffered there at least for two tries). In fact, the tasks are actually enjoyable, specially in chapter 4! They are more fast paced and give you more to work with, but I can go as far as to say that I liked puzzles even from the second game, as Yet again, they are simple but still make you think a bit, which gives you a satisfaction of solution without getting stuck in one place for hours. The simplicity of the puzzles fits with the overall kindergarten style, in fact some of the tasks were made as entertainment for the workers, which explains why they are supposed to be more entertaining then difficult, obviously Chapter 4 has the best puzzles, specially when you have lil beak around and can take her everywhere. But looking back at the older ones, they were neat too!I liked the first puzzle in chapter 2 where you have to press buttons depending on the worker’s rate on the board, it’s extremely simple but satisfying non the less, plus I kinda failed it..twice on my second run because I was rushing.

[Drone]

The drone is a nice puzzle tool if you get the hang of it, people rush a lot when using it and usually that’s what makes it an annoying experience, (Drone is indeed good mental support, you can’t prove me wrong>:)) Maybe you could call it a useless unreasonable problem maker, but those are not more then another puzzles you have to solve, maybe you don’t like to solve so many puzzles, well that’s your opinion I don’t judge, but it’s kinda a base game mechanic that devs wanted to space out the main events and puzzles with. And I think it works quite well, with all the different tasks you have to do here and there, getting back to a mechanic that you recognise and is used to is a good thing to keep you busy but not overwhelmed. It was kind of unnecessary in chapter 2 but I think devs did a great job on the new ones, they don’t use it to open each door and manage it quite well with other more differing puzzles.

[Chase sequences/Boss fights]

I must say the chase sequences in this game are quite boring most of the time, the main issue is how extended and slow paced they feel, sprinting doesn’t really feel like sprinting and there’s not much dynamic in the chase, it’s a quick time event, but even for how simple BanBan is, those are just too simple, it would be nice if the boss fights had more to them then dodge or run away and stuff, I must say, if you know what to do in a kittyzaurus fight, it’s quite enjoyable! But the chameleon-turtle one is just meh, it’s just too long and doesn’t have much going on, main focus is only the attacks that happen very slowly, kittyzaurus fight is good because it gives you less time to prepare for the Kitty’s dash into your direction, so you actually have to constantly move and keep focus on the boss. For good side, the snail hall(chapter 2) nabNab chase in the werehouse (chapter 2) and bird riding(chapter 3) were a highlight, they had a challenge in them, an additional task that makes the running away process much more entertaining and I hope that the devs will do this more in the future!

[additional thoughts]

What I also hear people complain about is how spaced out and long the backtracking is, and sadly I have to agree here, as I said before sprinting in this game doesn’t feel like sprinting, and you become quickly frustrated by going through so many hallways over and over again, like the distance between Queen’s lobby and elevator is painfully long, it didn’t had to be so big. I hope there will be shortcuts in the next chapters so players could skip the long walks in the empty hallways:’) Also want to leave a thought here that chapters 2 and 4 final chases felt meh, but the build up on the 4th is something worthy talking about! That’s what next topic is about.

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Character writing

A LOT OF SPOILERS stop reading here and go straight to conclusions if you don’t want to get spoiled

BanBan

That’s probably going to be my favourite topic, as Chapter 4 really opened my eyes on the character’s situation, relations and interactions, and again I really hope they’ll do more in the future! Let’s begin with Banban, as I see his storyline as the most interesting one. It’s said in the notes that BanBan is “the devil” who believes to be a human and completely ignores his mutant appearance, in chapter 4 we get his inside oh now his friends betrayed him, looked at him like he’s a monster and didn’t talk to him at all , leaving him when all in the facility started to crumble. First, BanBan’s DNA is mixed up with a DNA of one of the workers, which could very well explain his tired , careless and very human voice. BanBan believes he is human, he acts like one, cares for others like a human, feels betrayed because he always thought he is one. His friends looked at him like at a monster because he was created one, but he never realised that, thinking they turned their backs on him for no reason, as he still thinks he’s one of them. That could also explain why he is the only one who’s actually willing to help us find our children outside of Queen and Sheriff..maybe he’s willing to help, I can’t really tell. But if you think about it, BanBan’s situation is frocking sad and very much understood, with his sudden switches to devilish hunger and thirst for organs, he is trying to get out of the facility and help the mutants at the same time, maybe he sees them as humans too?… He surely tried to fix NabNab, as he said several times, he’s genuinely trying to help and bring back senses to them , refusing or just not knowing it’s impossible. It can explain his trauma when he killed NabNab in chapter 4, it’s his snap and finale , he tried to save them , but ended up hurting with this “devil side” , and it’s obvious he regrets every time it happens, he was very sorry when we meet him in the hospital and he even wanted to help us again , he finally felt like he can hold it and be useful, he said this himself. Be there for us in person!..but yet. It happened again. And this time with someone who he was always finding excuses and ways to help for. In chapter 2 he acts selfish and fishy, but you can see how he starts to care for NabNab, seems like his human senses come back to him more with each chapter, and it breaks my heart to just leave him in this room with dead NabNab alone with his did, I hope there’s a way to help him out, and I can tell that this is a good character writing, maybe Im not a professional. But with all of this I said just now, he does seem more attractive as a personality, doesn’t he?

It reminds me of Stinger Flynn’s dream sequence in chapter 4, surely the ending was..crazy and out of place , but what happened before it made me chuckle and wonder about the other characters too, it’s kinda cute and very natural of BanBan to say lIm not good with this stuff” when Stinger Flynn needed comfort with his.. endless sorrow. His “not again” really made me chuckle, relatable man…

Stinger Flynn

Despite being the most deep sounding and biggest in all meanings character of the game, his goals are very simple, to be a normal jellyfish and aimlessly swim in the real sea. I could understand his exhaustion with all the knowledge he somehow got, and it seems like he struggles to control the most unpleasant emotions there can be, anger and sorrow. No wonder he wants a life where those can’t exist at all! Did you know that Jellyfish is like the simplest organism there is? Peck they can live forever but they have no brains, that’s the life you would definitely want as a huge mega mind depressed jellyfish. He is aggressive often , but he seems to keep us alive for some purpose, from that many encounters he didn’t even once actually hurt us, but instead we had a glance at his beginnings with every dream sequence he gave us, maybe there’s something he tried to tell us? In his dreams we also can have a better look at other characters, know them better and see them actually interact, they are chaotic but I must say that the dream from chapter 4 is really good at giving us insight on him and BanBan, even NabNab(rest in peace lil bud) as NabNab actually shows us a kind gestire, which could be a hint at the fact that NabNab actually has potential in being “fixed”. I hope he’s alive and there’s still a chance….

Bittergiggle , sheriff Toadster and the Queen

Well well well, I can say that chapter 4 had the best character showcase in comparison to all the previous chapters. Bittergiggle is simple in his nature, yet he just clicks with those two. All three are playing their roles, they are the caricatures given life and their purpose is their life. Toadster protects his Queen and the Queen rules her kingdom of one, something they were made or believe they were made to do , but Bittergiggle wasn’t satisfied in his need, as he couldn’t make the Queen laugh, something he was made to do. When there were humans around, maybe he was satisfied but now there’s none, and without making someone laugh he didn’t feel like he’s living, he wasn’t doing what he was made to do, then what is the point? He said himself that he desperately tried to prove himself that there’s things more important then laughter( said it himself) but the existential crisis couldn’t make him keep his mouth shut for long, it’s unfair that everyone get to play their roles but he can’t, and it’s a good motivation, maybe one we won’t understand fully, but it makes him am reasonable villain of our story and when he finally gets what he wanted, oh did it hit hard. The chase sequence after the escape of “naughty ones” was not living up to the build up, but I’m surely invested in what will happen in the next chapter

And I feel very bad for lil beak, hope we’ll get to meet our kiddo some time soon…

Also some additional stuff I like, BanBan hides his horns under the party hats, maybe when they go off he automatically gets into his satanic side? I’m really curious on how Stinger Flynn managed to make him evil for that moment and how he turns back, but maybe that will always be left out of scene, still, that’s a cool ahh detail for the little amount of details that they have!

Other characters are simpler in their nature, but I must say that Snail, Banbaleena, NabNab and Sheriff are good to, I can’t really do the analysis here as this essay is huge already, sorry:’)

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CONCLUSION

All in all, Garten of BanBan is not for everyone, but it surely doesn’t deserve to be called the worst mascot horror. If you take a look at the game from the inside and not from the perspective of those who keep listening to how shit the game is, you really can find it very much entertaining and interesting if you throw all this rumble away!

I don’t make you go and buy the game or praise it, it has it’s flaws and I’m a bit disappointed in Dev’s complaints about people refunding the game , people should do with their money whatever they want. But I hope the devs learned from backlash and won’t do this again:’D

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The game is becoming better and better with each chapter, Devs are good at choosing on what to improve and it’s respectable, I wish them to keep doing what they’re doing and please restock the Plushies or make new ones Im 😭😭😭😭😭 for them. Thank you for the game too<:3

And thank you for reading this! Hope my rumbling gave you an interesting perspective, I’m terrible at essays and is often flying in the clouds and getting sidetracked, but I really wanted to share my thoughts and put them out in this world,,, Get well BanBan, I’ll be waiting for the next chapters and putting them all on my shelf so they’ll look pretty 💗

#garten of banban #gob #BanBan

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aristotels · 4 months

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Of course all problems and inequalities are direct consequence of modernity and in the past those who are now considered undesirable were considered divine and definitely weren't treated even worse and didn't have access to anything that resembles accomodations. Let's bring those times back!

In Ancient Rome specifically there was no hospitalisation, yes, but also people who were considered mad couldn't make financial and legal operations on their own at all and couldn't be citizens, and were considered pariahs by their communities. This is not to say that you are wrong because you picked the wrong time to see as "when things were better", it's that just because what causes problems now is capitalism doesn't mean that before it people were always kind and caring, everything is much older.

(Or that removing the money would fix everything on its own, for that matter)

are you literally so stupid to fail to see my point

the point isnt "LOOK WHAT THEY TOOK FROM US" the point is that fears and delusions depend on the society youre brought up in; and also sorry that a 5 sentences tumblr post didnt go into history of medical malpractice, it was a lighthearted post made by someone with those very issues

yeah, if i lived then, then id have a different delusion more fit to those times - but it would not resemble my current paranoia or nightmares of being drugged or talked to the way ive had medical staff talk to me bc those things are specific to our society.

(Also you can still have your rights denied for being mentally ill today as well?????? what happened to free britney??? And like My family doctor once literally suggested to my dad to involountary check me into psych ward which was smth my psychiatrist at the time was very much trying to avoid because he KNEW how dehumanizing that is, he spent more than sn hour trying to figure out if my visions of suicide were actual suicide risk or intrusive thoughts; telling me later that he was willing to gamble such a huge risk and responsibility he would have to take in case i actually did smth to myself - just to keep me out of the hospital stay because he worked there and SAW how dehumanizing it is. because getting in the ward here doesnt mean youre done when youre out, this shit affects FUCKLOAD of things in your life!)

are you really trying to be like "LETS TAKE AWAY ACCOMODATIONS FROM PEOPLE WHO SUFFER WOOW GOOD JOB" in my inbox rn btw considering that i am literally schizophrenic w some other mental illnesses, and that i take fucking meds upon meds for it, including antipsychotics??????? and i am also very grateful for those aids, but even with meds my condition will never be resolved and its severity very much depends on the people/society around me. my delusions while living in croatia might differ from someone who lives in the usa.

i literally have no patience or attention or care or anything to argue with you rn, if you wanna discuss political or economical or marxist or whatever theory in my inbox go ahead, but i am NOT arguing about my own fucking lived experience and having you speak to me this way, in an incredibly entitled and dismissive way. its late and im going to bed. i genuinely dont care for your "ummmmm ekshually capitalism is noot thaaat bad-" shit while i keep having episodes on the daily in a big part due to fuckin capitalism. losing my other job is putting me through stress because i have no money, but it also eased up certain aspects of my illness because i dont have to hit hardcore fucking deadlines every week.

p.s. who the fuck is talking about money not existing. if you are gonna bring that up within communist theory and up for a serious discussion thats a whole other thing, but moneyless and stateless society doesnt just rest on tadaaah no money, like theres a reason marx wrote books n essays on that shit and why daddy engels sent him checks. and even in ideal communist world we would still have mental illnesses, but i am absolutely positive that my thoughts would differ than the current ones and that they would probably be less severe. and also why is this implying that communism wont have like the fuckin medication

i usually take care to carefully reply to asks and try to actually give a serious opinion but i gen dont care if i sound incoherent rn, this legit pissed me off

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saintadeline · 11 months

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please go in length about your rodya interpretations, there are never enough rodya essays, limbus tumblr desperately needs more rodya content outside of putting her w gregor or sinclair

Literally thats the thing right people never care about her unless its to ship her or to reduce her to her relationships with men (see: sonya gregor and sinclair. And im a diehard rodigor fan so). And constantly gets her character dumbed down to either bimbo or "girlboss" because people cant fathom 3 dimensional well written women and ever care abt them and also are obsessed with watering down every character to fit them into their ship tropes. Ppl only care abt her as an accessory to other characters, not her own person and its even more ironic when u think about her for one minute and realize its exactly what her canto is all about. Hiding behind that upbeat persona so she can be as emotionally distant as she desires and hides the fact shes afraid of herself. And thats the entire thing right she literally agrees with sonya when he says it but all she wants really is to be important she wants to be needed and relevant. And thats exactly what fans are taking from her because they either misinterpret her so badly or straight up dont care abt women ever. And it sucks so bad bc projmoon is so good at writing women and still somehow people just entirely fuck up what they spent so much care into writing. Its always been bad but ill be real with you its been even worse since lcb was dumped in with other gacha games and the gacha fan crowd is. Well. You know . But thats just my onions

#when i talk in depth abt my rodya interpretations its always like on the spot random tweets #so id have a really hard time putting it all into one block of text. maybe someday who knows but not rn #i do not have the motivation even if this site would also benefit from actually thinking abt her as a character for once #pained smile. what we must live with as rodya fan number one

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wizardnuke · 5 months

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im talking about the essay grade again and i got off topic and started talking about the lit analysis potential inthe vast majority of fanfictionbjust. Ignore

i feel like it's such a humblebrag for me to be like "i don't understand how i continually get really good grades in english" because i understand objectively that 1) i am very good at analysis and/or. finding quotes to support whatever the fuck thesis i decided would be easy to support (see: "good at analysis") (i think i honestly just randomly hit the jackpot on "good thesis" but on god i just looked at macbeth and gawain respectively and was like Ah. Women's Wrongs. Easy Peasy) and 2) i know from looking at other people's essays that i am just kind of. marginally-to-a-lot better at grammar and phrasing/understand the very specific madlibs-style layout i have to use and what vocabulary that i need to be putting out. it's madlibs. there's a really technical and specific layout that needs to be followed and i just kind of follow it. it's not hard. it is boring. if i could write academic papers on the shit i'm actually interested in they'd be worthless because it's niche and/or wild tumblr user conjecture. anyone who seriously writes on. hold on i need to generate a thesis. "the cyclic nature of abuse and its direct correlation to homoeroticism in cn's supernatural" could u fucking imagine. that's hilarious. that's some hackjob shit no matter how well i could keep a straight face on the matter because all that people care about is Old Shit. i have no real vested interest in actual literary works beyond "they're important and better than people think". i have extremely strong feelings on a lot of modern works, generally movies and shows and niche dnd webshows, i cannot make a career in that shit, my english prof thinks fanfic is bullshit and i see where he's coming from! i don't think it's bullshit. but. the academic perspective on fanfiction is like "they're not making original work" because the setting/adjacent themes and characters r lifted from another work and there's no real originality in it except that the best fics i've read are like.. an alternate form of literary analysis that is so far from actual essay writing that it's unrecognizable. but people can see the themes and the motifs and rehash them in a way that is absolutely a kind of analysis of the original work, but with flourishes and new ideas and batshit choices that the og media either couldn't make/didn't feel like making/tentacle sex wasn't really thematically fitting but an author decided "hey what if i put themes into this consentacles fic" and like, i want to argue that that's legit. sometimes. but i am not going to do that bc i sound objectively insane and also sometimes it is just not that deep and that will be brought up as an argument and i just don't care enough to explain that it's still an art form even if it's not that deep. is "fun and funky fresh" not a common motivator. if "new interpretations" of works like shakespeare and shit where they plunk the characters into a modern setting and fuck with the phrasing is seen as a viable art form/type of analysis then fanfic is an art form/analysis adjacent to that. not all of it though. some of it is something else that is worse. not that i think that is in itself bad. fanfic is a hobby. can't make a career out of that. but people have made careers out of that by changing the names and setting and publishing books. and that's viable apparently. i just personally am insane and enjoy writing very serious and/or emotionally driven meta on dnd shows. i like themes and motifs and i think that while a quickly written meta post on the tragedy inherent in redemption arcs that hit 50k is absolutely not as academically sound as a cited paper on a similar subject, there's Something To It and there's got to be some kind of potential in it. i like stories. idk if i could make a living out of talking about stories especially from the insane angle that i tend to hit stories at. the possibility of making it a genuine career is driven down below ground after i take into consideration my insanity about modern stories vs my neutrality on older ones. what am i talking abt. bf is yelling for me bye

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cosmicrhetoric · 10 months

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tagged by the incomparable @briarhips to post nine book recs <3 sorry so many of these are classics im going thru smth

Sense and Sensibility, Jane Austen: This is MY Austen of choice. I'm doing a reread atm and it's very Emma in it's social commentary but this is THEE eldest daughter book of all time. Maybe I just like when characters are super repressed but if you want to see a woman (who has spent 200 pages being soooo hinged) have the most cathartic breakdown about it......

Identitti, Mithu Sanyal: For fans of Kuang's Yellowface who want a bit more of an academic lens! Our main character, a 2nd gen Indian-German woman, spends years of her life in the trenches of postcolonial study under a seemingly Indian woman who is then exposed as white. It doesn't give you any easy answers but it provides a lot of scholarly resources and leaves a lot of space to come to your own conclusions. Read it on a plane. Kinda fire.

Eros the Bittersweet, Anne Carson: We all know Carson. But I'm picking a nonfiction essay instead of Autobiography of Red or her translations mostly because this one takes you behind the curtain of a lot of her famous translations when it comes to the aspect of love. I'm not really nonfiction girl in general but this was worth it

Chain Gang All Stars, Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah: Speculative abolitionist fiction! Set in a near future where prisoners can compete in death matches to try and win their freedom. I've honestly read nothing like this...ever, like it's in a league of it's own but if you're a fan of the way footnotes were used in something like Babel you're gonna wanna check this out. Multiple povs (really interesting pov switching from a craft perspective actually) overlap to paint a stark and realistic depiction of American prisons.

The Devourers, Indrapramit Das: This was described to me as "IWTV but with werewolves and in Mughal India and actually really good" and while that's a pretty comprehensive plot summary it does not even begin to cover the shit this novel goes through. This is a book about transformation and stories and what letting a story live in you can do for you. The werewolves are kinda obviously a genderqueer allegory as well (as they often are in sff lmao) but when the interviewer himself starts talking about gender in his experiences you can see how that changes the story he's transcribing and it's just very cool. Heavy trigger warnings on this one though. Don't read if you can't handle a bit of piss (they are wolves). Writing style wise feels very similar to the magical realism of The Hungry Tide if that's ur bag

The Mill on the Floss, George Eliot: In the way that s&s is my Austen, this is MY Eliot. A classic story about women of this era who cannot fit into the boxes society lays out for them. A failed romance brands the main character an outcast in their town in a way that is. Hear me out. Fucking Utenaesque. Follow for some classic tragedy and themes of water....I would compare this more with like Dickens Bleak House than Austen though.

Villette, Charlotte Bronte: Once again. MY Bronte. Maybe it's just cause I read this before Jane Eyre but literally I do not understand why Miss Eyre gets so much more love than my girl Lucy. In broad strokes the story is about an English girl who ends up having to support herself by moving to France and becoming an English teacher at a girls boarding school. She's also plagued by a terrifying apparition of a nun, because this is Charlotte we're talking about and there's a bit of Catholic v Protestant thing going on. I read this during the very early pandemic and let me tell you some of the descriptions of isolation and loneliness are soooooo. yeah.

Monstrous Regiment, Terry Pratchett: Listen. Like, listen. It's that good. I wouldn't put a discworld novel up against fucking chain gang all stars unless it was THAT good. This is a classic 'girl dresses up as a boy and goes to war to find her brother' story. It definitely started as a commentary on folk songs/stories but it is at it's heart a novel long criticism of imperialism, nationalism, and organized religion (there's jokes though it's funny). Also not to be that guy when it comes to LGBTQ book recs but the thing came out in 2002 and it's surprisingly thoughtful when it comes to both gender and sexuality. You do not have to be a fantasy fan or a discworld fan to read this. If you gave Pratchett a try and didn't like it i STILL insist you give MR a shot. It is in a league of it's own.

Wives and Daughters, Elizabeth Gaskell: Do not be scared off by the sheer length of this one. It's fucking silly. This is one of my faaaaaaaave 1800s novels about class. We have juxtaposition between Molly's family (her father is a gentleman but a working doctor) and the landed gentry but also this divide between the uneducated Squire and his Cambridge bound sons and another one with the 'new money' gentry. There's also quite a lot of early science and anthropology documented in this (Gaskell and Darwin were besties) if that's interesting to you. WARNING: SHE DIED BEFORE SHE FINISHED THIS. ITS LIKE 99% DONE THOUGH

This was a hard list to narrow down but I have to include (at least as honorable mentions): Ling Ma's Severance/Bliss Orange, Cixin Liu's Three Body Problem and the SFF POC anthology New Suns

tagging: @weltonreject @bronskibeet @gaymersrights @orchidreign @brechtian + any and all mutuals i know ive forgotten <3

#ok this is annoying looking i should probably put a read more somewhere? lmk #book recs

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bloompompom · 3 months

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BLOOMY!! HI :3

i did end up reading Puzzles on ao3 AND IT WAS AMAZING!! I don’t even know how to put it into words - i finished it and i came straight here to tell you

Honestly bloomy the way you write is so engaging and beautiful! haha i am blanking so hard on what the word is but ya got me hooked from the first chapter - and the way you characterise Eren is so perfect!! It’s like.. its a completely different Eren because its not canon obviously but its also not your typical college au BUT ITS EREN DOWN TO HIS CORE.

i LOVED how you don’t just focus on Eren ; there’s so much quality in your writing of the friendships with the rest of the gang too!! Sasha, Mikasa and Armin especially

Typically the love triangle (sort of) trope doesn’t itch my brain right.. but the way you incorporated it was so smoothly done imo. It wasn’t to stir drama as much as it was to showcase how deep Eren and Jean’s friendship is no matter how much they fight (it felt very true to canon) . It also worked to show character development and growth for all of them and GOD i ate those 24 chapters up so fuckin fast.

And Eren (can you tell i love him so much bloomy?) UGH HE IS JUST SO… SBISBSKDNF BLOOMY I WANT HIM SO BAD

He is so disgustingly and effortlessly charming and it works so well with him and FUCK i would also jumble up my words and become a mess in front of him…ohmtgosh I got sidetracked - what i meant to say was — you showcase Eren’s internal struggles and issues with vulnerability so so so so well.

Like i know that you had to twist it to fit the context but i think the homage to canon Eren is done very nicely and THE LITTLE GLIMPSES TO S4 EREN WHERE HE SHUTS HIMSELF OFF TO EVERYONE AND PUSHES HIS THOUGHTS DOWN DEEP AND HIDES BECAUSE HE WANTS TO PROTECT THE PEOPLE HE LOVES AND SAVE THEM FROM GETTING HURT IM - SOBS

i wrote a whole essay for you and analysed your Eren but i promise i only do that when something is very dear to me (Eren Jaeger..)

i reblog a lot of your work and i know you dont know who i am but bloomy you are honestly so so so fucking talented and (all writers do but) you deserve so much recognition for the effort you put in

ill probably reblog Puzzles with this ask copied and expose myself…HAHAHA

NEWAYS BLOOMY THANK YOU FOR WRITING THIS <33

seriously thank you from the bottom of my heart for taking the time to tell me this!! i actually teared up (i’m sensitive okay) but really this is so incredibly kind, thank you

i started writing puzzles around this time two years ago so i sort of forget it exists tbh but it’s the first fanfic i wrote since maybe middle school and it’ll always hold a place in my heart for getting me back into writing. i was actually thinking about going through and breathing some life into it—which is why i admittedly have been so bad about uploading the rest to tumblr lol

all that’s to say, thank you so much for the kind words but also making me remember it! 🤍🤍🤍

#also writing the friendships was my favorite part i’m glad that came through <3 #love love love you sweet angel anon #bloomy asks

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homestuckexamination · 1 year

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i literally cannot get whats my classpect. like, i've managed to narrow it down to the destroyer classes, and i've managed to narrow it down to life/doom. based on how hard and extensively i've scavenged around the internet for info, for a way to tell them apart when paired with the destroyer classes, the only conclusions i've come to is that bard of life is the least likely, the one that fits the least, but im so goddamn undecided between prince of life/doom and bard of doom. they all work! but i cant quite handle well uncertainty, i'd rather not be wrong about things i care about. arrghus' essay on the life aspect certainly resonates with me, i've tried checking my possible inverted classpects, i cant really relate much to maid of life, if jane is anything to go by, so this seemingly makes it a fight between prince of life/doom. sylph of doom seems unlikely to me, but i can sort of see it, despite how much i would hate someone like that, i can see certain traits of myself in it. but like, ugh! i cant tell these two aspects apart in my life experiences! the extended zoodiac description of the doom aspect resonates with me more, but i cant deny a certain allure, resonance with life's description! so, oh great seer of doomy gloomy thangs, what do you think is a surefire way to distinguish a lifebound prince from a doombound prince?

Let me begin by making a few observations! First of all: I don't think the inverted Classpect idea is good at all to begin with. Specially when dealing with the Destroyer Classes. There's a general... Vibe? That if you're a Prince of Life, for example, then a Sylph of Doom should be similar to you. So it could be either or! And while it could be true in terms of potential power uses, and even then, just, not a necessity in the slightest, I think this is just, not correct. Likewise, a lot of people think if you're one of the Destroyer Classes, your Aspect may manifest more as the counterpart, as you're 'destroying that Aspect', so you're left 'with the Counterpart'. So I just wanted to begin by saying I don't agree with either of these takes- Class and Aspect, individually, should be something that fits you, and their combination shouldn't automatically invert anything, nor its inversion should necessarily match you because of some idea of a double negative.

Second: Classpects aren't something that you just... Are. If you're a Maid of Life, you don't need to be anywhere remotely even close to Jane, and likewise, a Sylph of Doom, 'despite how I would hate someone like that'- Sylphs of Doom can be a million different ways, so just by Classpect you can truly not tell anything like this. It's like trying to determine compatibility through knowing someone's horoscope. It's too vague. You cannot reverse engineer a personality from a Classpect, but you can associate traits of someone to a fitting Classpect in various ways.

With that out of the way, though! Life deals with agency and power and strength and wealth, while Doom deals with pain and sacrifice, yes, but also acceptance, the pressure the world puts on others, limitations... They're Yin and Yang. Two Counterpart Aspects, like every other Counterpart. As Alt Calliope once said- It's natural for you to gravitate towards and even vibe a lot with your counterpart Aspect as well, because it deals with the same realm of Reality than your actual Aspect. As such, being stuck between Counterparts can be difficult. Specially if you're approaching the Destroyer role with some idea of inversion, you can fall into the trap of, "Well, I deal a lot with, say, Sacrifice- But since I'm a Prince, maybe that means I'm Life instead?" And that's a bad habit to fall into. Think of Aspect in isolation. People are more nuanced than words on a screen, so of course you're going to relate to different things, not just The One Thing. You're not a static character, but a person. It may genuinely come down to "I like this one just a little bit better", and that's about it. And honestly? If you're truly stuck at a 50-50 there, there's not much I may be able to do here! This IS a personal choice, and after reading essays and descriptions, I'd argue you have a grasp of both Aspects. It's not like I have some SECRET METHOD up my sleeve to tie-break or an extra layer you've Never Heard About. This ultimately comes down to a very personal choice you have to make.

... That being said. I am leaning a bit towards Doom in your case. Because of the way you wrote about you struggling with the uncertainty of messing up with stuff you care about, gauging your options and your talk about a Sylph of Doom, I'm tempted to say you may lean a liiiittle bit more into a Prince of Doom than a Prince of Life.

#HSE #Class #Aspect #Prince #Life #Doom #Sylph #Maid #Bard

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redds-art828 · 2 years

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England and “Yesterday “ by the beatles

I could go on and on about him and this song and why I think its his favorite of all the Beatles songs, and the reason he likes it is bc he can relate to it

I dont even know where to start. So ill start with the beginning of the song

“Yesterday, All my troubles seem so far away, now it looks like they’re here to stay.” England dealing with his past catching up to him, tho i also see how he doesnt have to worry about a lot of things anymore, but he worries anyway.

“Suddenly, im not half the man i used to be. There’s a shadow hanging over me, oh yesterday came suddenly.” A man once know as the Great British Empire, is now a shadow of his former self. And that former self hangs over him like guilt for what he has done.

“Why she had to go, I dont know, she wouldnt say,” idk what really to put here , but you could say it fits with Ancient Britannia and her disappearing (most definitely because of Rome.)

“I said something wrong now I long for yesterday.” As mentioned before, England has done so much in his life, especially a lot of wrong things, but i also think he dwells on the past and wishes he could go back and maybe change a few thing, as well as go back to being the empire he was and just feel that power again.

“Love was such an easy game to play, Now I need a place to hide away.” I believe England had many lovers over his time, especially at his peak, and i think he broke a lot of hearts. And with the second line, needing to hide away, he likes to isolate, he likes being alone, but I also believe he isolates to protect himself.

And here is my essay on England and this song. If I had the energy I would write a fic about this. But i do not.

#hetalia #aph #hws #aph hetalia #hws hetalia #aph england #hws england #i also just really like this song #and its sullen mood #the sullen sad mood really fits Arthur too #he’s just a sad man

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magatronn · 1 month

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I was re- listening to six:the musical soundtrack again and started to think about twst with it and that the queen would be dif characters.

originally I considered the six queens being the housewardens and then Malleus wasn’t invited, but I changed my mind on that lol. so lemme cook here-

Catherine of Aragon: Vil

-“No Way” literally screams Vil ngl

-either Vil or Malleus ngl

Anne Boleyn: Riddle

-even tho the “Don’t Lose Your Head” is definitely not Riddle’s personality, I just think it’d be super funny with the “OFF WITH HER HEAD” thing eheh

-Anne Boleyn in history is considered the most educated out of all the King Henry’s wives, which fits with Riddle considering he is one of the most book smart in TWST

-the song is sorta sexual at times and def isn’t riddle, but through a historical lens i think the Anne Boleyn section of six works for him

-also, another historical lens to use for Riddle is Anne’s relationship with her father and how her father used her to gain more control and power over her as well as the King

Jane Seymour: Silver or Idia

-I had to contemplate on this one the most

-still torn

-Seymour’s song isn’t my favorite so im still struggling to figure out which character vibes the best with it.

-Idia works with the context of book 6/ortho

-Silver also works if Lilia’s roles flipped

-OR MAYBE LILIA FITS HERE??? GIVEN BOOK 7???

Anne of Cleves: Azul

-Azul is just so Anne of Cleves (Six the musical version not the real life of Anne of Cleves version bc there’s the character and then there’s the the real woman) coded

-“I’m not fake cause I’ve got acres and acres. paid for with my own riches. Where my hounds (eels hehe) at and release the bitches” iconic

-“hey bestie lemme tell you something, now im not saying im a gold digger, but check my prenup, go figure” AZUL CODED‼️‼️ /j and affectionately

Katherine Howard: Kalim or Jamil

-I would explain it but I don’t have enough room on here to type out an essay for both

-in simple terms, Jamil has been used and abused by the people around him since birth

-and Kalim has the tendency of “you’re being so kind to me, we have a connection” but doesn’t realize he’s being fooled or being used until it’s too late

Catherine Parr: Lilia

-the letter being written to their lover before they are forced to have to be in a different position away from each other🗣️🗣️

I would go deeper on my reasoning, but im really really bad about writing my thoughts. :((

I’m a really really big Tudor history nerd, so six the musical means a lot to me. Is all happen to be extremely obsessed with Disney and have rewatched the Golden Era and Renaissance era of Disney films on repeat. So this is my mix of the two things I’m interested and obsessed with in one unit. :)

Thanks for my hot mess and not fully put together very well thoughts.

If anyone has anything to add or something else, lemme know. >:)

#twst #twisted wonderland #mdoodles #mdoodlesrandomness #six the musical #sorta lol

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godza · 3 months

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going through it right now. moonmoon image me to myself. ive been feeling very boy lately but in an animal way. like how boy cats are stupid. also in a just some guy way. its better to pretend im a boy so i dont feel female hysteria. i just have to make it through this week then i can do outpatient. bro put me back in the hospital im done with this shit. sorry for venting all the time february is just an evil month. i walked around today looking miserable and i certainly felt it. i ate my terrible chicken and watched rt play project diva with a huge frown. sorry miku. oh a bocaloid song just came on shuffle hi rin. its lost ones weeping so not exactly improving my mood. ooh when im upset i find more things to be upset about. fitting in with the boy talk i dislike people seeing me as a girl sooo much. im not out to anybody at school well i tried they just very quickly forgot the speed was impressive. i also look very cis. sad but i like my hair length although it looks really weird today its too poofy near the top. it should be poodle but its looking bichon frise. on good days its king charles cocker spaniel. nothing happened too much today to make me upset, i just woke up upset. class was fine, but after i got out i got really sad. i sat in the library quiet area and played love live for a bit hopefully my tapping couldnt be heard. then i went and got really shitty food bc there was nothing good at the dining hall. i shouldve just had donuts or smth. then i went back to my dorm and had the window open which was nice since my original outfit today was way too warm. i have a five page essay due tomorrow and have not started it. i am gonna skip choir because i dont want to bring my bad vibes and im lazy. aw man howd i get blood on my pants. i should work on my essay but i feel so bad. might feel better if i have something mindless to work on. ew i have to stare at musks face *barf*

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ladysophiebeckett · 10 months

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I love all your YSBLF opinions. It's hard to find nuanced takes in other platforms tbh

I read that you have also seen the mexican remake, and boy do I have many feelings about Aldo (and not the good kind) which in part made me appreciate that Michel's role was never expanded. He served his purpose perfectly well which was to give Armando a worthy rival for Betty's affections (even if she never felt that way about Michel). Aldo, however, was given too much importance even over Lety's character growth and development. For instance, her great triumph as the president of Conceptos was completely overshadowed by Aldo's involvement (in fact, the whole Turismo Gastronómico project was all about him) and to make matters worse, they make her, and Tomás, look like incompetents who couldn't notice that they had exceeded their budget beforehand thus officially failing in their roles to keep the company afloat (Betty and Nicolás would never tbh). And they did all of this to make the story even longer even if it was at the expense of the main character. In fact, while she was in a relationship with Aldo, she barely did anything for Conceptos and only remained the president because of Aldo's conditions (he says he acquired Conceptos' debt to set Lety free from her ties to Fernando and his family, but something about this whole thing seemed manipulative to me even if it was a great act).

The extension of the plot only benefited Fernando who did redeem himself and worked hard to get the Conceptos out of debt. Admittedly, Armando also needed a few more episodes of a redemption arc to be more sympathetic with the general public. Although, I do think that we could see his change for the better by the end of the series.

Anyways, sorry for the long essay but it's soo good to finally find someone who has seen multiple versions and has such great opinions such as yourself.

I completely agree with your statement that without all these extra episodes, it could have been an excellent remake.

I've only seen opinions via tiktok comment sections and theyre all horrible. Ive heard instagram and fb are worse. It's like they watched a completely different novela. Like, if you want to talk about who shouldn't have gotten the girl, i can pull out 10 different novelas from the 90's that fit that category.

RE LFMB: i was there. in the trenches. circa 2006. in the forums. helping my sister make lety\fernando fanvids. she using pando to download eps from mexico bc univsion was MONTHS behind what was airing in mexico. i was reading forum fanfiction, which is the worst way to read fanfiction. (Conchi from cuba, i think about ur lety\fernando letters once in a blue moon and im sad i never saved them). i was there when they started adding the filler eps fm the world cup in germany and then when they went Cuernavaca (and still didnt have sex). I was there to see them hire juan soler. I was there when they decided to not give her a makeover and just change her clothes but not really. i was there when they had tiziano ferro on as damage control bc he said some comments about women with mustaches. I was there when i realized that Aldo was never gonna go away. I was there when they did that jessica rabbit thing. I was there when they turned lety and fernando's wedding into a parade\concert special for all of mexico city. I was there for the rise and fall of it all.

I. was. there.

Aldo and his never going away was the worst thing to happen to LFMB bc it ruined Lety for the reasons u mentioned above. They dragged the story out and as a consequence of that they didnt know what to do. Lety and Tomas are economists--logically they never would have gone over the budget.

When Aldo said he would get conceptos out of debt for Lety....the forum went crazy bc now Lety would feel in debt to HIM. It doesn't free her. It was INSANELY manipulative. It was also insane to put him in a relationship with Lety, on top of that. It's similar to how in YSBLF, Armando feels in debt to Marcela and that's part of why he feels forced into giving the relationship another go.

Yeah, making it longer only served Fernando bc everyone felt bad for him bc he was openly pining for Lety and Lety looked like the bad guy bc she was with Aldo, on top of making really dumb jessica rabbit like decisions.

Ocampo and Televisa, for ratings and money hungry reasons, ruined Lety and took away a lot of her agency by making her so indecisive.

LFMB is not that bad, it's fairly good until a point. Lety and Fernando manage to come off as original despite being a mexican version of Betty and Armando. They're cute together. There's tenderness brought about bc they're both kind of immature. (Betty and Armando are the Original Sexy Couple, like that needs to be said and stated. Lety and Fernando aren't Sexy bc they come off as sad nerds who both have been deprived of love )

As I was saying, it's not the worst version. and it could have been so much better had they just followed the original storyline. You can tell they decided to deviate once Lety was in Acapulco, right when they start delaying her healing process and makeover.

I have mixed feelings about Michel (but that's another post) but I'll never dislike or feel the hate i feel for Aldo\Juan Soler, who we called 'Fishface' in our house and now whenever there's a love triangle with ugly guy, we call them 'Fishface'. A meme here for all the wrong reasons.

#anon #ask #lfmb #eventually i will be ready to rewatch lfmb but that is not today #thank u for this ask!! i love talking about this.

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Bully! Eren getting paired with you in science,

He forces his little nerdy girl to go to his house after school and when you guys are doing the project he literally does nothing to help you and he can’t stop thinking about just slamming you into the desk. So he does exactly that.makes you continue to do the project while your being torn apart by this man. he has to deal with his own thing that’s apparently your fault for happening

Please I’m so thirsty for bully eren. I cannot and will not stop.

Getting paired w bully!eren.....wait. in the bully eren! cinematic universe i am sensing,,,,,this is how it starts between y'all.

he's never paid you a glance before, and he's only ever reluctantly been in your orbit. the few times you've had contact has been when he's getting a little to rowdy in the halls and he gets slammed into you, manages a flippant "oh sorry" before being on his way. you don't leave an impression on him and the impression he leaves on you with your scattered books and papers on the ground, is less the pleasent.

so it is quite literally your nightmare when you get paired w him for a science project. he's inviting and warm enough at the beginning, smiling at you w that mega watt grin and pulling your seats tg. he's friendly enough to make you think maybe your first impression was wrong. his well placed touches, a hand on your knee, his jokes enough to make you giggle a little, his charm pulling you under. Its all going well, you think....until the bell rings and he's packing his stuff up. "So," he'd say, suave grin, practiced and in place, pretending to be bashful as he pushes his hair back, ruffling it. "I'm sure you probably already know, but like, this season is kinda a big deal for me, and i really need to focus on that and not...." he nods to the science worksheet your teacher had handed out. "this shit," and then he's biting his lip and giving you the puppy eyes, "you're kinda smart i can tell, so im sure all this won't be a problem for a big brain like yours, right? Just ah," he leans in conspiratually, "put my name on the paper n' ill owe you my life"

he sounds so convincing, in the moment. you nod dazedly, flush with his compliments of you being smart, of him noticing. You watch him wave at you as he leaves, jostling playfully with his buddies as he saunteres off.

It isn't until later that night when you're struggling to write his part of the essay, honestly you'd never cheated before, and its not like you know his brain or how he thinks that you take a break ane stalk his instagram. Your brows furrowing when you see him at a party of all places on his story. You're a little miffed then, that he apparently had the time to party and make out with cheerleaders when he'd said this was much needed time to focus. But you don't know him or his story and maybe this is him taking a break.

You text your other friends about your predicament and that's when you find out the hard truth. Erens done this before. And apparently its well known enough even your freinds know about it. Eren doesn't do projects, he has little geeks and nerds do it for him, using them as stepping stones to keep his status as the king.

It makes your blood boil to know you'd originally been so easily fooled by his whims, that you'd been about to be just another faceless nobody loser to him, just a means to an end. Manipulative jackass. His smile and carefree persona was all a lie. And as much as you wanted to throw a fit and confront him you'd held yourself back only just barely.

Revenge was a dish best served cold.

And how cold it was when your science teacher called eren after class to speak privately, about the fact he'd never written his part of your assignment and had better yet, expected you to do it.

That day eren jaeger got his first 0 since elementary school when he'd learned to weild his charm as a weapon against others to get ahead. And as he started seething at you across from the cafeteria, his grip on his Gatorade almost causing it to explode, he felt something akin to sick interest slide over him.

You'd just put yourself on his radar, little nerd.

#ask #SORRY I TOOK THE LAB PARTNER CONCEPT AND SPRINTED W IT #MY BRAIN GOT FULL SO SUDDENLY #bully!eren #eren jaeger x reader #also tbc this takes place in like the senior yr of hs or college #eren jaeger imagine #aot hcs #aot smut #aot x reader #eren jaeger smut

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rosiehufflepuff · 3 years

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𝓦𝓮𝓫 𝓸𝓯 𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷𝓼

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Summary : Draco emotions is getting the best of him , as you and Harry are paired for astronomy project , causing a big hit in your friendship not only that but also causing you to ask why he was jealous when you are only friends and how he is trying to control who you can have as friends and who you can’t have as you call out his toxic behaviour and Draco discovers his emotions .

Draco X Fem Reader

Warning : jealousy . Possessive Draco , Insecure Draco , Harry and Draco rivalry , Angst , and too much FLUFF

House : Hufflepuff

Year : fifth

Link of the casual outfit : https://drive.google.com/file/d/1eMCrdnjLtSN-6Xjysfvffq4HzeX-rJk_/view?usp=drivesdk

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Draco watched as his anger was getting too big that he felt that his body couldn’t contain it anymore , usually Draco could keep a straight face whatever any emotion he felt but at this moment he couldn’t , you were smiling at Potter being all friendly and such , leading his blood to boil , you were extremely friendly with the annoying Gryffindor!! Yes , he get it , Hufflepuff and all , being nice is the nature , that what made him attached to you in first place , but you were talking and being kind To HIS ENEMY ! You shouldn’t even be talking to him !! In first place !! You were his friend ! HIS !!! You should only talk to him not his enemies !!

“ hoho wow ... we are finally seeing emotions on malfoy face “ Theo couldn’t help but comment with a smug smirk as he earns a harsh scowl from the icy blonde boy “ shut it Nott or I swear the next thing that you will see is my shoes squishing your eyes “ “ he is right though Malfoy , your face is literally changing colours , expression , and literally your eyes are stuck on them ! “ Blaise commented more like stating fact ” that is true also !! , draco do you know what we are doing for this project ? ” pansy gave a questionable look to the pale boy, resulting in draco to run his hand in his hair as he breaths heavily , getting up from his chair “ since you all being Nosy Fucking Twats and it seems like you have plenty of time to blab why don’t you all continue on the project , yeah ? “ with that draco left with glare as he walked out of the library to cool off “ he got it so bad ......” Theo commented with a smirk “ yes completely ” earning an agreement from both Slytherins .

Draco went out , breathing deeply the fresh air , you were his friend and his hate for Harry was no secret for you and you were a Hufflepuff and that was no secret for Draco , he knows ‘ the moral code of the Hufflepuffs’ and how strong did you hold into them .

However what irritated and concerned Draco was you and Potter were friends. Before..... You and him even talked , he is fully aware of Potter ideas about slytherin and him....which leaded to a fear of losing you to him......

Does he trust your judgement? ...........of course he does , does he trust Potter ? Dear Salazar NO .... and that what worries him ... also the idea of you and Harry leaves a sour taste in his mouth , a strong one .

you were quite attractive and you had a decent personality And of course what will make the Gryffindor happier than making the slytherin ‘s life miserable!......... by taking you away from him and as much as he despised it, you and Potter are quite fitted for each other ......but no way in the name of Merlin ’s Bread he would give you to him!!

The slytherin prince now knew for sure that universe actually hated his guts cause just in this moment you and Potter walked out , you , smiling as harry is pointing out the stars while you are carrying a sketch book with your quil as you both admired the dark night sky .

Draco didn’t know what is the assignment was nor he cared about it in this moment , all he cared about was to hear what you and Potter talked about , as the way to do that was neither of you can see him . Causing him to blend with the darkness of the trees shadows

“ and you see here , two days from now we will see Jupiter's movement ! “ Harry explained excitingly causing you to smile “ yes i know !! However ........ I feel it would be hard to see from the astronomy tower as all fifth year students would be there for it ...... do you think we would able to glance it , write the essay and fill the star chart ......? “ you couldn’t help but voice your concerned leading Harry to think for a moment

“ Gryffindor tower !!” “ excuse me ........I meant ......say again..........? “ “ we can see it from the Gryffindor tower !!” “ wait really ??” “ yes , most of students won’t think of this “ “ well I’m sure Hermione did think of that “ you said while giggling a little , making Harry himself chuckle “ of course she would “ he said it , rolling his eyes jokingly as he continued “ we can of course go there .......if you have n-no problem I mean ........” “ of course ! Why would I have a problem in Helga ‘s name ? “ you said giving the chosen boy a big smile , making him grin himself “ excellent ! Meet me in front of the fat lady portrait !” ” you got yourself a deal potter ” you said seriously, resulting in him to chuckle ” beautiful deal I would say ” ” well that was smooth ” you said as you gave the boy in glasses a playful look ” really? I thought it was little sap ” yes kinda but still smooth ” ” ouch well I better go before I say more sappy stuff yeah? See ya tomorrow ” ” see ya!!” you both parted ways, not noticing the hidden boiling fire in the very dark.

Draco was furious and angry, he flirted with you AND YOU FLIRTED BACK !! HE ASKED YOU ON A DATE AND YOU ACCPET IT !! that is a project NOT A CHANCE FOR POTTER TO SNOG YOU !!!

He didn’t like what he saw , in fact, it resulted in leaving a huge fury to swallow his body , to him , it was you choosing Potter over him and it left a wound in the pale boy ‘s heart , like everyone else they would .... he didn’t know why it was hurting , .... it felt like you are leaving him behind .....and replacing him with what people always say, is better than him ........ Draco couldn’t control his emotions anymore resulting in him to run to the slytherin dungeon to be alone with his thoughts , he is not gonna give Potter what he always wanted .... which is a breakdown .

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After two days passed , it was the weekend and Merlin , you didn’t wanna to wake up after a whole week the last day always seemed to be so hard but you needed to get up , no matter what , cause no one would Attend it for you .

An annoyed groan slips from your mouth as you jump out of the bed stretching and getting yourself into your yellow and black uniform , last day but one of the busiest , you have heavy school day not forgetting of course the meeting with Harry. However you were quite excited , you are gonna see the Jupiter movement clearly also you never saw the Gryffindor tower from inside so yes , maybe it will be a good day after all.

Walking out to your first class which was herbology a subject you completely adored , being with professor sprout cheerful personality and voice , some people fainting causing a giggle here and there , the whispers of the plants and finally , A current slytherin shared this class with you and being with him made the hardest things bearable , one of these is Snape class of course , with his help and quiet jokes he made you like it a little ,

Giggling at some old jokes Draco did through the classes you shared , you notice that you arrived to the green house .

You stood inside of the green house with Fanged Geranium sitting on the table showing her teeth in front Of you , as you hear the head of your house talking about the quality of it and how to deal with it , your eyes wondered to check on Draco .

You didn’t see him since you entered , you knew draco likes the green house , even though he would never admit it to the world , you saw the twinkle in his eyes when he is looking to the plants however he was no where in the sight ,

it is like the sky heard you or something and wanted to prove you wrong cause suddenly the door of green house opened quietly , revealing the white haired boy , walking as he bows to the older hufflepuff “oh good dear Helga ..... you are so late Mr.Malfoy !!!” “Im very knowledgeable about that Mrs sprout and I give you my apologies....” the older teacher couldn’t help but sigh “ fine , go take your plant next to Miss L/N .....please miss L/N ....update Mr. Malfoy about the topic ....For the rest , please work on your plants carefully ! I don’t wanna accidents !!! Not again !!!!! “

Even thought he looked perfectly put together , the slytherin ‘s face was looking yellowish , was he sick ? , thinking again - you never saw him yesterday at all ... was something going on ....? However you knew he didn’t like to be pressed for stuff so you just watch him as he took his place next to you ...

you give him the warmest comforting smile “ Draco good morning dear .......did you sleep well “ a nod , you get only a nod from the boy so you try to keep the conversation going “ well ... today we are assigned the plant of Fanged Geranium and we need - “ I actually know about it....... I read about it in a book before , you don’t need to waste your energy yeah? “ like that he cuts you off sharply and for some reason he seemed distance , you were weirded out by that kind of behavior but you thought maybe that is his morning attitude which eventually would disappear ...so you both continued to work in silence .

Soon the class ended , you hear Draco sigh as he walks away to his Slytherin friends , ignoring you completely which weirded you out , he never did that he would at least wave or something or make sure his hand brushed yours giving you a smirk ...his new behavior was weird ....you decided to let it to be , till it is lunch time for you both, -to give him a breath of time- , you will make sure to catch him and ask him about his act .

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Moving from class to class to class you were half done with the day ......finally Merlin ..........you were getting tired from all these classes as now you have the chance to eat for first time in the day as you skipped the frost meal in exchange of sleeping more , cause Dear Helga....... you were almost dead tired from the whole week and you needed these extra hours .

As you were running from the class , ready for the feast that will be served to your groaning stomach , you got faced by the crowded halls .

Trying to make your way through , you pumped into the slytherin prince, however before you open your mouth , he looked to you in the eyes then just walked away without of course forgetting to pump his shoulder into yours .........saying you were surprised would be underestimating .....what was this all about ...why he is being like that ....you were best friends ......well .....he was your best friend at least.......you were confused and somehow getting an anxious feelings in you Body . That you forget that you froze in mid of hallway till someone told you to move ,resulting into you falling back to the reality , shoving all bad feelings into the back of your head , you start to move to the grand hall .

You sat in the grand hall , Eating your food .......well..........trying , you don’t know what happened but somehow the food didn’t taste as amazing as you imagined or maybe you just lost your appetite, either how, you just ate the food cause your body was in desperate need of energy recharge and the least you need is to faint and let Harry do the work , he was your close friend and that wasn’t fair to anyone in first place .

While eating you glanced The Malfoy Boy , Getting up after finishing his food and going outside , you jump on your feet as fast as you can walking in hurry to catch up to him , as soon as you did , you both were in the halls . “ draco “ you called , no answer “ draco , it is rude to not answer me ! Stop being a child and talk to me “ these words made the pale boy stop in his heels and turn to face you with cold gaze “ wanna talk ? Sure let s talk then ! ”

You took a deep breath to calm your soaring Anger ...someone needed to be the grown up now “ why are you behaving like that !!! What is this all about !!!” “Oh you recall fully what is this all about ....!” You were stunned......... what did you do you? “ what do you mean?” “ well you know what ....forget it !!” “ you know you are not communicating right now !!! I wanna comprehend what is it !” “ oh if I’m not communicating well then why don’t you go to Potter, I’m sure he will fulfill this for you better !”

So this what all of this about ......... with this foolish rivalry!!!...“ draco you totally realize that he is a friend !! Yes, you both are not in best terms but he is still my friend !!” “ yes, but witch !!! being in good terms with him doesn’t mean , being flirtatiousness and snogging him in the gryfindor tower !!! “ “ you were spying on me !!!!” You were sick....you are feeling sick from how the Slytherin boy felt so entitled to spy on you , and question you !!!who does he think Himself is! “ I wasn’t spying , you were the ones who were in public“ “ but you chose to hear it!You were spying !!!” ”Well even if I did !! I was protecting you !! I DONT TRUST HIM “ “ well right now It is you who I don’t trust !!! ....this is not protection THIS YOU TRYING TO CONTROL MY LIFE !! IN WHAT ENTITLEMENT DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN TO FEEL LIKE THAT IS YOUR RIGHT !! IM NOT SOMETHING TO BE OWNED !! I DESERVE RESPECT ! “ you quieted for a moment to take a breath from the pervious outburst before continuing “ And from this sorry .....but I don’t see that you have that for me and I don’t think I would like to be friends anymore “ Draco eyes widened at this for a second almost missing it out before his straight cold look came back “ fine as you wish “ with that he walked away , leaving you behind with tears dripping out of your eyes .

Draco rushed through the halls to reach his perfect room fast , he felt chocked by all crowds that started to fill the halls , he felt the tears already were about to come out and the last thing he needed was the whole school to witness Draco Malfoy crying about a girl that he doesn’t comprehend what he feel about her and hurt him , barely reaching the slytherin common room without breaking down . The slytherin boy shuttered the password out of his lips ,hurrying to his perfect bedroom ignoring the glances that he was getting from his house mates , locking the door as he finally let all his emotions out in the loneliness of his room not attending the rest of the day .

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You were getting ready to meet Harry for astronomy project , trying to hold all the emotions inside, like you did for the rest of the day after the dilemma with Draco , you didn’t see him after and that was better for you , you didn’t know how will you react , you trusted him but he has no respect for you , he was acting like you are his doll not his equal .....he didn’t trust you , you felt so small and disrespected , you wanted to cry not cause of him no but cause you feel you trusted someone one who didn’t see you for who you are but saw your as object but you won’t let someone who thought like that stop your life , you looked at yourself noticing your outfit : a lacy off white blouse with lantern sleeves with Peter Pan collar . blue straight ankle length jeans and beige ankle boots ,

breathing a deep breath , you look put together and that is what you wanted , you didn't want anyone to notice your mood and the tears that slipped here and there , the last thing you need to hear ‘are you okay ‘ , cause you knew for sure these words will make you cry , and you don’t wanna to explain to Harry The Who stupidity of situation and causing more drama .

Rushing out of the warm dorm of the Hufflepuff common room to the halls as you walked fast to read the fat lady portrait praying to helga in her grave to not make you face to face with the slytherin boy , as you reach the painting you took a deep breath, Causing a look from the lady in painting , you felt for a second like you almost forgot to breath from how anxious you were till you feel a hand on your shoulder , causing you to turn , you see the brown haired boy with his famous smile as if it is contiguous you smiled without feeling “ did I make you wait for long?” “ oh no no no not at all !! I just came here ! “ “ so ummm shall we ?” You nod with a smile , the gryffindor muttered the password of the week , showing a grand hole as entrance, you both crawl inside of the Gryffindor room , taking the whole inside of you, the room was warm and cozy just missing some plants and It would be a copy of your own house room somehow that was calming .

The chosen boy was correct, not many people was there and of course Hermione was there with some Ravenclaw and Ron causing you to giggle a bit without feeling it , knowing what this was about Harry himself let an airy laugh “ yes yes you were correct ....now stop , she is giving us looks!! “ the boy whispered trying to hold his laughter , indeed the girl was giving you look like you both are crazy or something , as you both failed to hold your laughter , but it was quite humorous for some reason , some gryfindors were there with their groups but it was so few That you can count them on your fingers .

Both of you and Harry settled down close to the window , talking as you admired the stars, trying to fill the chart and waiting to see Jupiter movement “ god when the bloody hell will it show “ you couldn’t help but giggle as you hear Ron hearing him resulting to get a hit from Hermione “ he is right though Harry we have been waiting for long “ you said as you stretched your legs that almost were falling off from having them in same position for long “ “I think it will show soon ....” “ SHH it is happening !!” Hermione screamed on top of her lungs causing Ron to roll his eyes .

you watched......... memorised by the whole thing , it was marvellous thing ... all this beauty happening by nature ...nature amazed you with everything it provided and how beautifully it is done , you for sure won’t forget that ....

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After long time of writing the essay , giggling at Ron foolishness , joking around , and helping each other in that pain in the arse assignment.... Yet it was somehow fun, painful work but fun .

later it was done ,Harry walked you to the painting and after huge back and forth, you convinced him that you would be fine going back to your room and nothing to be worried about.

you are now enjoying your walk to the hufflepuff common room , feeling the cold air and the soundlessness, cooling you, ......finally the weekend , done with the deadly assignment , sighing deeply , you realised you reached the entry , you play the rhythm to enter , ready to be welcomed by the talking plants and the warm room ,

This positivity get demolished by seeing a curtain blonde head youth sitting in front of the entry like a dog scolded by his owner , as soon as he sees you , he is quick on his feet , fixing his hair by running a hand in it

“ you are here .....y/n .....” “ ..........Malfoy ......” “ please don’t call me that ......” “ why it is your name , eh ? “ “y/n .........please......... don’t ........” you raise an eyebrow to him questionably , knowing your slient question, you see his face going from emotion to emotion to emotion as he tried to open his mouth to speak “I-I-I apologize for my foolishness and you are fully ........correct .....the way I behaved ...............childish was the way I acted ......I apologize again ......” draco sharp grey eyes was staring hard into your soul trying to read your face , try to see if you hated him or does he has any chance with your forgiveness .

You close your eyes breathing heavily for a second , you didn’t want to look into his eyes , you saw how swollen his bloody shot eyes were and he looked miserable however though some parts of you wanted to forgive the boy, you weren’t satisfied “draco .......the reason of your -“ “ I respect you ........way more than the words can tell .....and you totally deserve to know why this behavior..............it is not cause .....I don’t respect you no ..................it is cause some stupid silly emotions that let......me act like that -“ “ jealousy “

Gulping hard at the name of the emotion , Draco never felt jealous ever !! He is a Malfoy people felt jealous from him not the opposite what he wanted he got it , so this was a hard pill to swallow to him “ ...yes and had some fears.......... about potter.........and his thought about me ....resulting you .............to ........stop being with me ................. “ you held draco hands , finally realizing his feelings And for first time you see a rosiness tint on his cheeks , draco wasn’t very touching persona ....as he was so tense about it but he was used to it from you, later two years from knowing you nevertheless, he never flushed , he was accepting, awkwardly though , but no blushing , yet in his state you won’t point it out , it was already hard for him opening up and you appreciated and you wanna be comforting as you can as you try to calm his creeping anxiety . “ Draco I would never replace or leave cause someone opinion ever !! You mean so much to me !! I can’t imagine you out of my life ....you are very important and unreplaceable to me and thank you for apologising “ you say as you hug him , causing his body to go tense before warping his shaking arms around before squeezing you tightly as he bury his face in your shoulder , your run your hand in his soft messy hair as you hear him speak softly “ I discovered a new emotion also ....” “hmm ?” ..........Love..............”

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I don't know if there is going to be part two!! But I hope you all like this

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broadwayandnetflix · 3 years

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OMG- BO FIC REQUEST

a fluffy fic where he takes you out to a fancy dinner. picks you up at your house & meets your parents, driving to the place, all that pizazz- and more if you decide to write! Im a big fucking sucker for the romantics as you can see LMFAO.

Meet The Parents - Bo Burnham x Reader

Warnings: Language

Theme: Fluff! Slight bit of Angst.

Word Count: 2.6k

A/N: picture this as like his what tour cause it fits up with the college timeline hoes. also, I hope you like that I added an airport, cause rom-com shit amirite? I’ll stop. wooooooo this is so long. I hope y’all like essays cause fuck.

It had been too long since you had last seen your boyfriend, Bo. The two of you had met in college at NYU briefly before he dropped out to pursue his comedy career.

Of course, you have been supportive. Why wouldn’t you be? You just really missed him, especially when he went on long tours, you in school, and him touring the world.

The two of you kept in touch. Bo often taking the time to call you before or after a show to hear your voice and call himself down. You knew what they did to his anxiety, and not being able to hold each other was difficult for the both of you.

He’d do the same for you, without a shadow of a doubt. Especially when school was stressing you out, and exams and essays were becoming a pain in the ass to handle. Even if it was just little funny texts or messages, he helped you.

It’s what you did for each other. You were a team, even if it was states away from each other. Except, luckily for you, his tour was ending soon. Or it should be, judging by the tiny calendar of dates that he gave you.

It was nearing Thanksgiving Break, and it just didn’t seem applicable that you’d be able to meet up in time. Given the short week window and Bo riding down from nearly a year of touring.

So you didn’t say much, as you packed your bags for the week and left for your home state.

The airplane ride wasn’t that bad. You wished that you had Bo beside you, cracking jokes to calm the inevitable way that your heart would jolt when you went up in the air. Unlike Bo, you absolutely hated flying.

Earbuds in, you strolled into the airport a tad bit jet-lagged and went to grab a bite from a small coffee shop. Slipping the cashier a twenty, you walked the airport in search of your luggage.

Through a sea of people, you trudged, already feeling fatigued and just wanting a nap. You didn’t even realize that you were gonna run smack dab into someone. That is until their hand shot up and held you steady.

You laughed pathetically and cringed quickly, going to apologize, hoping that the person who caught you would just keep moving on. Except, they still stood in front of you, silent as ever.

“Hey man look I’m so sorry, I’m just so tired I didn’t even see where I was going.” you mumbled before realizing just who you were speaking to.

Bo.

You froze, staring at the man in pure confusion. How was he here when he was supposed to still be on tour? You rubbed your eyes, wondering if he’d still be there when you reopened them.

News flash, Bo was still there. Fuck.

“Holy shit,” you murmured, realizing your hands were still full with your bag, phone, and lunch.

God, you were gonna cry; this wasn’t happening. He looked so fucking good, the glasses, the hair.

He watched you quietly, a soft smile resting upon his lips. While you clumsily pull on his arm to get out of the ongoing traffic of people around you, preferably a spot with a place to put your stuff.

Your tall boyfriend lumbering after you unbeknownst to you, trying to compose himself. It had practically been months since he had seen you last, and you had never looked more beautiful.

Once you set them down gently, you practically ran into the man’s arms. His bags gently fall to the floor as his arms are securely wrapped around you. Nearly lifting you off the ground.

The two of you rocked gently in the embrace, completely lost in each other. Bo resting his head on top of yours, pressing soft kisses upon your head. Tears softly pour down your cheeks and onto his shirt. Giving him enough time to wipe them away and plant a soft kiss against your lips.

“Bo, what are you doing here? I thought you were still on tour.” you sniffled, still wrapped up in his arms.

“Managed to make things work, I wanted to see you. Or I was gonna try and surprise you at the gate, but you kinda…ran into me.” Bo smirked, looking down at you.

“Well you definitely surprised me, man I really missed you.” you said quietly.

“Honey, you don’t understand how long I’ve waited for this moment. I swear my agents are probably sick and tired of me talking about you.” he exclaimed, causing you to smile.

This long-distance was really starting to get to the two of you; of course, his tour was gonna be over soon. Except, especially two different states away from each other, it made your heart hurt.

Moments like these, you wanted to just pause the time and exist in them forever. It seemed like between the two of you, you were running out of time. Just how much time exactly?

It was almost as if he could sense the hesitation as he swept up his bags and yours in the process.

“Just realized, we’ve got places to be.” he chirped, and you eyed him curiously.

“Like where?” you said, grabbing your coffee and bag from the coffee shop.

“Patience is a virtue my dear.” he tuts and slips his hand between yours. “Now, where’s your luggage terminal?”

It was roughly a forty-minute drive from the airport to your place. Bo had rented a car for the next couple of days, so it was smooth sailing from that point on.

Bo behind the wheel, and you are sitting in the passenger trying to figure out what music to play.

It didn’t help that you were in the car with a comedian, as whatever song you picked, Bo would pretend to critique it. Only sending you into a fit of hysterics.

“Oh okay, well you pick the music then!” you cried, pretending to stare daggers at him.

“I’ve got something for you, it’s this brand new artist I found while on tour.” he grinned, looking over at you briefly before focusing back on the road.

“His name is….Bo Burnham I think? I could be wrong? He was good-“ he said nonchalantly before earning a quick swipe to his arm from you.

“God, you look cute when you’re angry. You’re missing out on that Bo Burnham guy, he’s got potential.” he said.

“I hate you.” you giggle before finding a more comfortable position in the car.

“Oh shit you know what I just realized?” Bo yelped, causing you to slightly jolt in your seat.

“What?”

“Isn’t this the first time I’m meeting your parents?” he asked, causing you to slightly stiffen in your seat.

Technically, yes. It wasn’t like your parents didn’t know, it’s more so that there was never really a good time for them to meet. You wondered what they’d think, dating someone who dropped out of college to pursue comedy.

Not that your parents were judgmental. They wanted you to be happy, as any parents would. You just were worried if they wouldn’t respect and love Bo as much as you did. It had been close to two years at this point; what else did you have to lose?

“You are right, oh dear god. I wonder how that’s gonna go, hopefully well, right?” you ask, more so to yourself than Bo.

“Oh please, I’m great with people’s parents. Plus, they raised you, I’m sure they are great people. Babe, you’ve got nothing to worry about.” he reassured before continuing on the route.

It wasn’t long before he pulled into your family driveway, pulling the car into park, quickly placing a comforting hand on your shoulder.

“You ready?” he says quietly, looking at you sweetly.

You eyed the front door before looking back and meeting his eyes, nodding, as he leaned in to give you a quick kiss.

God, you missed those.

“Here goes nothing.” you smirk before slipping out of the passenger side and gather your bags.

Bo now follows suit as you knock on the door, his taller frame towering over you. One hand pressed on the small of your back, holding you steady.

The front door opens with a swing, with your mother greeting you at the door. A firm grin upon her lips as she rushes out to hug you, your father appearing behind her.

“Oh I’m so glad you were able to come home! We missed you so much!” she exclaims, squeezing you tighter.

Before giving you a slight nudge and knowing look towards Bo, who had remained oblivious, while he shook hands with your father.

All of you gather inside your house, Bo taking control of the conversation when acceptable.

Sitting down at the kitchen table, your parents are engulfed in his stories and laughing at his jokes. All the while getting to know the man that you loved so much.

Bo was pretty much a natural when it came to impressing others, and you knew it wasn’t gonna be an issue with your parents.

The two of you answering almost any questions, Bo excitingly telling the story of how the two of you met.

“Oh I almost forgot, I need you to do me a favor.” Bo murmured when the two of you had a moment to be alone.

You looked up at him in confusion before he mentioned something about dressing up nice. A knowing look upon his lips before giving you a slight wink and walking off towards the guest room.

There you stood, gaping like a fish in wonderment at what he possibly could be planning. Slowly walking into your childhood bedroom, looking for anything that would meet his description of nice.

You settled for something that you wore to a formal gathering that still managed to fit you. Giving yourself a quick look in the mirror, you left your bedroom to find Bo standing there.

You had to hold back a gasp; the man looked rather handsome in a dress shirt and pants. His hair was nicely done, and his hand gestured out for you to take.

“Bo what is all this for?” you exclaim, as he only smirks and leads you towards the front door.

“Shut up, I’ve been wanting to take you out for months.” he says as he opens it and leads you towards his car.

The man practically doing the whole nine yards, all the while you looking at him in pure wonderment. Of course, the two of you had been on dates prior, but never like this.

You had to practically stop yourself from grinning as he suavely got into the driver’s side of the car., Giving a quick glance over at you unbeknownst to you, trying not to melt at how gorgeous you looked.

“Where are we going?” you ask as he starts the car slowly pulling out of the driveway.

“You ask a lot of questions my dear.” he says, keeping his eyes focused on the road.

“Oh shit is this my execution?” you smirk as he dramatically nods.

“Babe, how the hell did you find out? Who told you? Was it my manager? I knew she’d rat me out!” he exclaims.

“You know I had to be certain, you did make me dress up all nice and all.” you play along, grinning ear to ear.

“Oh well, I can’t give away the entire surprise so zip it with the questions sweetie.” he quips as he continues the drive.

It’s not long before he pulls into a fancy Italian restaurant, way out of your usual pay range. You could feel your stomach do somersaults, giving the man an incredulous look.

Bo simply grins as he gets out of the car, rushing over to open yours for you. Eyes wide, still staring at him like he was fucking insane. He shakes his head and carefully pulls you out of the car.

“Now no complaints. Or whatever you plan to do. I’m paying, I’ve been wanting to treat you like this for over a year now. I’m doing it, and I’m gonna enjoy doing it.” Bo huffs, all dignified.

You simply nod in disbelief before he slips his hand within yours. While he enters the restaurant, he mentions his reservations to the hostess, and they seat you at a table.

Once the butterflies subsided in your stomach, you took the attention of the man in front of you. Never had anyone done something like this for you. You were trying to not look like a genuine fool with the smile you wanted to express.

You knew he was the one for you, but the way that he had looked at you. The pure adoration in his eyes and how he had planned everything, you were practically melting.

“I love you.” you whisper, wondering if he could hear it.

He did.

Bo looked up from his menu, a blush now practically kissing his cheeks. He dimples, rising at the declaration before reaching across the table since he was large enough to kiss you gently.

He was quick enough as the waitress came over to take your order. That goofy lovesick grin still plastered across his face as he straightened up in his seat.

The two of you ordering whatever looked best on the menu, clinking glasses when they arrived and looking dreamily into each other’s eyes.

“Man, I missed you. Like I know I say it a lot, but I mean I did. Going on tour is….well it’s lonely. I know you’re still in school, but sweetie. When I’m done, you’ll be sick of me. I promise.” Bo said insistently.

“No I won’t, I’m sure it’s gonna be the other way around. I don’t know if I say it enough, but I really am proud of you. I am so proud to call you my boyfriend, to call you mine. I don’t mind waiting.” you say quietly.

“How did I get so lucky?” he paused, eyeing the plates of food that were coming your way.

“Thank NYU, they did all the work.” you joke, thanking the waitress before digging into the meals.

The food was excellent; it was incredibly worth the price. Even if it was steep, the dinner was lovely. Bo is cracking jokes and telling you his favorite fan encounters that have occurred since his tour began.

It was hard to believe that the man who was often so quiet and shy could be so loud and brave enough to yell at hecklers. Except you could believe it, you had obviously been to one of his shows.

It made your heart begin to flutter at the fact that he wasn’t afraid to be himself around you; it made you feel secure.

The way his stage presence dominated the scene, it was practically impossible to keep your eyes off of him. No matter the situation.

Even now, his eyes glimmer while he tells you whatever story he had dug up. This was his passion, and you reveled in it all.

The night went well as the two of you caught up, knowing it would be quite some time before he’d meet up with you again. As he too had Thanksgiving to celebrate with his family in Massachusetts.

You shared a nice dessert, and he left a rather hefty tip simply because he could. Bo never made it necessary to note that he had money, but you knew he was excited to spend it.

All the while, you spent the night in a dizzying smile. Not giving a shit whether anyone knew it or not, even in the parking lot. The two of you waltzing messily towards the car, giggling and sputtering like a bunch of fools.

He was your fool, and you were his, who knew how long you’d have with him for now. You were destined to make the most of it.

Even as the ride home dwindled and you knew he’d have to catch a flight soon. You weren’t surprised or shocked even; days with him tended to be like this.

As the two of you reached your front door, Bo carefully leaned down to a comfortable position and kissed you softly. Not desperately, just tenderly. As if by the time he’d kiss you again, you’d simply wouldn’t be there.

His lips grazing yours, hands pressed carefully against your cheeks. You reciprocating all the while leaning into him in a warm embrace.

When you finally pulled away to catch your breath, he gave you a look that you knew all too well.

“I’m not saying goodbye.” you whisper into his arms.

“I’ll be back soon don’t worry.” he murmurs into your embrace.

With one last kiss on the forehead, you watch as he walks back to his car. Judging by the way his schedule worked, you knew he’d be back sooner than he would in the past.

Yet, with the soft ‘I love you’ said between the two of you couldn’t help but shed a tear and just hope that the next time would last longer.

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psychedellic-phase · 4 years

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A/N: this is based on a request I got forever ago! Because I’m SO SLOW IM SORRY!!!

tw: SMUT! (Unprotected sex/creampie, cock warming, praise kink, impregnation kink)

wc: 1.9k

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“Baby?” You heard Spencer’s voice echo lightly from his office, “Can you come here a second?”

“Coffee?” You called back, grabbing the almost empty pot and bringing it into his office.

You were met with his grinning face, a ghost of a beard on his cheeks and his hair long and curly. You knew he hated his mandatory thirty-days off, but you couldn’t help but love having him around more. The house didn’t feel like home without Spencer Reid.

He had his laptop open, papers covered in red pen all over the desk. His tie was half undone, his shirt unbuttoned so you could see his collarbones.

“No, actually,” He said, taking a sip from his mug that was still full.

You stared at him, still holding the half full carafe, “Oh, well, what did you need?”

A devilish look graced his cheeks, dimples coming out in full force. His eyes were glinting but serious, his lips in a half smile, half pout.

You knew that look, it was a look you’d seen a million times and never got tired of seeing.

“Come sit?” He asked, voice cracking as it always did when he was excited. His eyes raked up your body, which was in one of his t shirts and a pair of shorts.

You smirked, sitting the carafe down on a table before padding over to him.

He slid his chair out, patting his knee, “Darling, please?”

You sat on his thigh, arm round his back and toying with the curls at the nape of his neck. He grabbed your legs, swinging them over the arm or the chair so he could hold you there. His hand was on one buttcheek, the other moving hair away from your eyes.

You laughed, arms both coming around his neck, “You’re affectionate today, Dr. Reid.”

“You’re just so pretty,” He whispered, leaning in dangerously close to your lips, but not quite kissing you.

You could feel his breath on your face, smelling of coffee and altoids, “You have work to do.”

He groaned, “Their papers are insufferable. Does no one know how to use an oxford comma anymore?”

You smiled, tracing the side of his face with your fingertip, “You still have to grade them.”

He nodded, sliding his hand from above your shorts to underneath, palming your ass in his hand slightly, “I know, but I need a break.”

You raised your eyebrows, not minding where this was going at all, “A break?”

He nodded, “Just a short break, with the most beautiful woman in the word.”

He kissed your lips, sucking on the bottom one. You pulled away just slightly, so he couldn’t reach you anymore, “The most beautiful woman in the world, really?”

“Uh-huh,” He whispered, catching you in a kiss again, “The smartest, kindest, sexiest, most amazing woman in the world.”

You kissed him back, tugging at his hair to open his mouth for you. You suckled on his tongue slightly, his hand moving to squeeze at your ass now.

“You flatter me,” you panted between rushed kisses, “Dr. Reid.”

He groaned, “Call me that again.”

You kissed from his lips, across his cheek to his ear. There you sucked just behind it and nibbled at the lobe, “Dr. Reid.”

He lifted you up, reminding you of just how strong he was under those slim-fit suits and cardigans, and placed you on top of all the essays, not caring where the pens and papers fell.

He stood between your legs, leaning over you to kiss you. His kisses were sloppy, rushed, hungry, so, so needy. Your hands landed on the buttons of his shirt, frantically pulling at them so you could get to his chest. He kissed from your lips to your collar bones, stopping to lick and suck at special places on your neck where he knew he could make you whine. Every kiss felt like electricity, so moving down your body down to the familiar wetness and throb between your thighs. His hands were rough as they pulled your shirt over your head, not caring where it ended up as long as it was off of you. He immediately pushed you back so your back was flat on the table, papers scratching at your soft skin as he kissed the valley between your breasts.

“You’re so beautiful, laying back like this darling, you know that right? That you’re so, so beautiful.”

All you could do was groan as his lips found your nipple, sucking on it lightly as the other one was pinched.

His shirt was undone, hanging loosely off his body as he kissed across your chest and around your nipples. He grabbed your hips with his arm, pulling you closer to him. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, feeling his dick through the thin material of his dress pants. His hair tickled your belly as he moved from your breasts down, leaving butterfly kisses in his wake. You ran your hands through it, tugging on the ends, begging him to go where he was most needed.

He kissed the line above your shorts, toying with the top with his teeth.

“Please, Spence,” You said through ragged breaths.

He pulled back, breathing on your stomach, “What do you want, Darling?”

“You know, taste me,” You pleaded, and he pulled your shorts and panties down at once.

He kissed from the inside of your thighs to your core, where he places a kiss before moving to your other leg. You squirmed under him, begging for some kind of touch, anything.

“You look so gorgeous when you squirm for me,” He said, before licking a fat stripe from bottom to top, making you moan immediately.

His hands found your hips, pinning them down and stopping you from bucking up into him as he sucked and licked every part of you his mouth could touch. He stared up at you, chest heaving as delicious moans filtered throughout the office.

He grinned, wrapping his lips around your swollen clit and sucking there gently. You jolted under his touch. Your hands needed something to hold, and the closest thing they could find were pieces of computer paper. You scrunched them up in your hands, arching your back as he alternated between sucking and viciously licking at your clit.

He didn’t stop until you came on his tongue, thighs shaking around his head as you moaned and cursed.

He continued licking and licking, long after your high had passed, until you were whimpering from oversensitivity. When he finally came up for air, you leaned up to match him, meeting in the middle in an intense kiss.

“I love when you cum for me, darling. I love making you feel good,” He whispered as you kissed along his jaw, “Now be a good girl and bend over this desk for me.”

You happily obliged, head still foggy and legs slightly feeling like jelly as you flipped over.

He dropped his pants just slightly, one hand pulling you closer to him. Your back was arched, ass pressed up in the air just waiting for him to do something. Anything. The air was cool against your wetness, sending a shiver down your spine. The papers felt rough against your nipples as he ran his tip through your folds, groaning as he did so.

“You’re so perfect,” He grunted, as he completely bottomed out inside of you on his first stroke, “Coming when I need you, letting me fuck you over this desk. You’re such a good girl, my good girl.”

“Y-yes I am,” You managed out between the slaps of skin against skin. His pace was brutal, slightly hurting at first and soon dissolving into pleasure. His left hand was wrapped around your waist, keeping you close to him as he propped himself up with his right. The papers and books on the table rattled, pens flying off as he shook the desk with his thrusts.

“All mine, pretty, pretty girl, right?”

“All yours, always,” You promised, squeezing your eyes shut in over sensitive pleasure, his thrusts getting more and more erratic as he chased an orgasm similar to the one he had just given you.

He thrusted a few more times before emptying inside of you. He stayed there for a few minutes, not moving, regaining his breath and keeping his cock warm inside of you.

You liked the feeling, responding by clenching and throbbing around him, your second orgasm not attained but still in reach.

He rubbed the dimples at the small of your back, before slowly starting to thrust again. Just small, mini thrusts to fuck his cum back into you. You loved the feeling, groaning and pressing your ass back into him. He did that a few times, before stopping again to sit inside of you.

“I want this to stay inside of you,” He mumbled, “Stay inside that perfect pussy. You like that, darling, do you?”

You nodded frantically, starting to move yourself against him again, still desperately needing that second release. He knew what you needed, and slowly rocked with you, his cock oversensitive, as he roughly thumbed your clit until you were shaking over him again.

When you came down, he finally pulled out, bringing a drip of cum out of you and watching it trail down your lips.

He squatted, licking the stray fluid up as you shuddered under his tongue.

He slid your shorts back up, helped you put your shirt on, and kissed your forehead.

You wobbled as you stood, like a newborn deer.

“You okay?” he whispered, kissing your cheek.

You smiled, “Of course I’m okay.”

You started buttoning up his shirt, smoothing it out and tugging in his collar to fix it, “Can I ask what that was about?”

He shrugged, pecking your lips, “I was frustrated and horny and I just love you.”

You rolled your eyes, kissing him back, “I love you too.”

When you went to leave, you grabbed the carafe and saw him staring down at the essays in horror. They were smudged and crinkled and some were even ripped and covered in mysterious fluids. Pages had been strewn all over the room, most of them not even with the rest of the paper they belonged to.

You giggled, “Sorry for the mess, professor.”

He smiled, “You know what? I think I’m just going to give them all As.”

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