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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 1 year

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Comparing you to their Ex-Girlfriend

Kuroo Tetsuro x Fem! Reader; Suna Rintaro x Fem! Reader (she/her pronouns)

Warnings: Angst to Comfort, the boys are MAJOR DICKS, swearing, alcoholism in Kuroos’, Kenma and Osamu taking their shots 😌, in Suna’s reader falls asleep in her car and it obviously looks weird but she’s just sleeping!

A/N: just me, being self-indulgent again 💅 I’m working on trying to improve my descriptive skills and I figured I’d share my attempts

Kuroo

You and Tetsuro had a great relationship. You had both worked hard to establish trust after your previously failed attempts at love. No relationship was perfect and you definitely had your fair share of troubles, often finding yourself disagreeing with your boyfriend over random things. You both had strong opinions and that was ok, you respected each other and made your relationship work.

Both you and Tetsuro worked long hours at your jobs. He was the sports promoter for Japan’s men’s volleyball and you worked hard in your chosen profession. While you had worked hard to establish a distinction between your home and work life, sometimes your boyfriend found it difficult.

He was always working, always scheming up new ways to bring awareness to the sport. His newest venture had been centered on creating an All Stars match featuring some of Japan’s finest players from all around the world.

You loved Tetsuro with your entire heart but you couldn’t help but feel second in his world at times. You understood how important it was to him and how hard he worked but you still struggled with sharing your boyfriend especially when he was at home.

You had been excited for the weekend, having planned an extravagant date for your and Tetsuro’s two year anniversary. He was coming home at 5 pm to shower and get ready, your reservations were set for 7pm at the cities hottest new restaurant. Your mutual friend, Kenma, had helped hook you up with reservations that were extremely hard to come by.

Everything was planned out perfectly, your outfit, makeup and hair were flawless. You had even splurged on a special lingerie set just for tonight. When 5pm rolled around and Tetsuro hadn’t showed up, you messaged him. You figured his meeting had run a little late but you weren’t too concerned. However, when 5:30 then 6 followed by 6:30 and 7 came you became extremely concerned. You hard called him a dozen times, text him well over that, concerned something serious might have happened.

At 7:45pm, the door finally opened as you shot up from your seat on the couch. You watched as your boyfriend strolled in, tie lose and looking exhausted. He set his briefcase down, before taking his shoes off and looking at you.

“Hey baby, sorry I’m late today was ridiculous! What’s for dinner? I’m starving,” he said, removing his tie and walking into your shared bedroom. You stared at him, completely flabbergasted by how he was acting. Had he really forgotten? This had to be some sick joke.

“Tetsuro,” you said as he hummed a response and walked out into the living room.

“Wow babe you look incredible! Did you have a work meeting today?” He said making his way to the kitchen, “are we ordering our tonight? I hope it’s from that dumpling place we got last week!”

You continued to stare at him, your eyes practically drying out from not blinking, “Tetsuro did you forget we were going out tonight?”

He stopped, turning and sighing, “YN I’m so sorry- my boss came into town and he wanted to see how the developments were coming along, I completely spaced it.”

“And you completely spaced answering your phone or at least letting me know you’d be late? I was worried sick Tetsuro!” You shouted, angry not only because your plans were ruined but because he didn’t even think to let you know about what was going on.

“YN it’s not that big of a deal, we can go out to that place anytime. I promise I’ll make it up to you,” he responded as he came closer, extending his arms as you backed away.

“No Tetsuro, you always promise me and you never deliver. I’ve been flexible, I’ve been accommodating because I know you love your job but it seems that I need to be volleyball shaped in order to get any attention!” You shouted as he narrowed his gaze on you.

“YN don’t you think you’re overreacting? You said it yourself, you how important this is to me,” he said as you stood there, mouth agape.

“Tetsuro, I’m asking for you to be a boyfriend to me, to give me a little time and affection and you think I’m over exaggerating?” You yell. You were so mad and you had every right to be. You stood there, staring at him as he shook his head and began to mumble, “speak up Tetsuro! I know you have something you want to say!”

“I never had this problem when I was with Ally! She knew how important my work was and she never bothered me like you do!” He spat out as you reeled back. How could he bring her up? How could he stoop so low as to bring up the one person who had made you fell inferior.

Ally was Tetsuro’s ex girlfriend and his first love. She had broken up with him right after college when she decided to move abroad. When you met him, he was heartbroken and you slowly worked to help mend what she had wrecked and now he had the audacity to bring her up?

You turned, grabbing your keys and your phone and began walking towards the door. You slipped on your heels, opening the door and leaving Tetsuro standing in the kitchen, absolutely stunned at what he had said. He hadn’t thought about her in so long, why did her memory come flooding back in that moment?

He heard the door close as his breath hitched, realizing you had left. “Fuck- FUCK!” He shouted as he quickly grabbed his keys and ran after you, only to find your car gone. He paced in your parking spot, hand pulling at his hair as the words sank in.

Meanwhile, you drove, mascara running freely down your cheeks as you sobbed and pulled up to an apartment building. Getting out, you walked up the stairs and hit the buzzer.

“Hello?” A voice answered

“K-Kenma, it’s Yn! Can I come up please?!?” You cried as the door buzzed and you ran into the building, Kenma meeting you at his door. You fling yourself into his embrace as he rubbed your back.

“YN are you ok? Is Kuroo ok? What happened?!?” Kenma said, panicked as you pulled away.

“He-he was late coming home and we were suppose to go out for dinner for our anniversary. When he came home, he completely forgot about our plans, saying some bullshit about his boss coming or something,” you blubbered out, “and when I confronted him, he got defensive and then- then he said how Ally would have never bothered him about his work!”

You cried harder as Kenma sighed and hugged you close. Kenma knew all about Ally and how she had broken Kuroo. He knew how much he had loved her and how broken he was when she left. He had spent many late nights up with his friend, talking him down from flying across the world for a girl who didn’t want to be with him or picking his friend up, wasted at the bar and puking because of the pain he felt.

However, all of that changed when Kuroo met you. You made him happy again, you made him smile and laugh more than anyone else ever had. Kenma remembers how the memory of Kuroo’s former love faded, and how it was replaced with the love for you. He knew Kuroo loved you more than life itself, but he couldn’t deny how stupid his friend had been.

“Come on in Yn, let’s talk ok?” Kenma said as you nodded and the door behind you closed.

Kuroo sat in your apartment, eyes red with tears as he cried. How could he do something so awful, say something so unforgivable to you? He thought back to before he met you and how he knew his relationship with Ally was ending. He thought about how she pulled away, saying “I love you” less and less until she finally told him she was leaving and wanted to end the relationship. He was so broken, so pained from the experience of losing his first love.

He drank to numb the pain, sometimes staying late at his office and passing out with a whiskey in his hands. He thought he’d never be able to find someone again. Then, like an Angel, you appeared at his office door. You were so beautiful, so incredibly perfect. It was like God himself had placed you there. You helped him pull himself out from the drinking, from the self-loathing into loving himself again. It was because of you that he had become so successful at work, your support always spurring him on.

He rested his head on his hands, looking at his phone as his background lit up from a notification. The picture was of you two on the night he had confessed his love to you. You were both so happy, your smile filling the screen.

He stood up, grabbing his shoes and slipping them on, his keys and phone going to his pocket. He knew exactly where you went, where you always went, where he would go.

It was late when his car pulled up behind yours, relieved he had been right and that you were safe. He ran up the stairs, ringing the buzzer to his friends apartment.

“Come one come on- hello?!?” He said as the button beeped and he swung the door open. Kenma greeted him in the hallway, standing guard at the door with a scowl on his face.

“You’re an idiot,” he said

“I know-”

“Literally the scum of the earth!” Kenma growled

“I know-”

“I should call Bokuto to come kick your ass!” Kenma whisper shouted

“And I’d deserve it,” Kuroo said as he looked at his friend, “I fucked up- I royally fucked up dude and I hate myself. I hate myself for hurting her and I know I don’t deserve her but she deserves to know how sorry I am.”

“Be quiet when you go inside, she’s sleeping,” Kenma said, moving out of the way as Kuroo walked in. He saw you curled up, asleep on the couch as he quietly approached you. Your face was stained with tears, indicating how badly his words stung. He sat down, next to the couch and watched you as Kenma watched from the corner. He gently grazed you face, moving your hair from it.

“YN, baby,” he said as you gently woke up, your eyes softly meet his teary ones, “baby I fucked to so bad and I’m so sorry. I know I hurt you and I know I don’t deserve you. You’ve made my life worth living and I love you so much. I understand if you don’t want to talk to me and I’ll gladly leave the apartment for a while but please, just know how incredibly sorry I am. I’m not going to make any excuses for what I did or said. I shouldn’t have forgotten about your anniversary and I shouldn’t have said such awful things. I’m a terrible boyfriend and you are so fucking incredible. You’ve supported me in everything and I ruined it all.”

You laid there, your eyes tearing up as you listened to him. As much as his words stung, knowing how awful he felt for saying them and what he had done hurt worse. You sat up, reaching for his cheek as you caressed it.

“Tetsu, I love you more than anything and it really hurt me when you said those things. I really try to let you do your job because I know how important it is but I also miss you. I miss seeing you and spending time with you and I just wanted us to have a nice night,” you said, tears flowing as he looked at you.

“I know baby, and I’m so sorry for everything! I promise, no more working late. If I can’t get it done by 5pm, I’ll leave it for the next day. I want to be there for you YN,” he said as you smiled.

“That’s all I ask Tetsuro.”

Suna

You had known Rintarō a while before you started dating the middle blocker. You had always been attracted to him and when he finally asked you out, you were ecstatic.

Your relationship was good and solid. You had your fair share of ups and downs but what relationship didn’t? You and Rin argued occasionally about minor things, sometimes going to bed angry but then eventually sorting out your issue over the next few days. No fight had ever been serious enough to warrant more than the silent treatment for, at max, a day.

Being the girlfriend of a middle blocker for a professional volleyball team was not only exhausting but also time consuming. You always went to Rin’s games, traveling a few hours if you had to just to show your support and while he never explicitly told you, you knew he appreciated it.

Thankfully, his most recent game was at home against a revival team. Rin did exceptional, per the usual, with EJP beating the opposing team in straight sets. You cheered as the men all lined up to thank their fans, as you quickly hurried to the court.

The usual flood of fan girls overran the team as you tried to make your way to your boyfriend. “Hey YN! Thanks for coming out! Rin’s over there,” Washio, Rin’s fellow middle blocker, said as you hugged him and made your way over to your boyfriend.

You smiled and waved as he nodded at you, the girls surrounding him as he tried his best to calm them. “Ladies please,” he said as you stood back, waiting patiently. He would usually come over to you, giving you a kiss and hugging you in front of everyone. You had never been insecure about your relationship, especially knowing Rin was a superstar because he always made time for you.

However, as he continued to smile and sign autographs, you stood there waiting and waiting and waiting. Soon, twenty minutes had passed and Rin hadn’t come up to even acknowledge your existence. You figured he was just excited, this was a big game after all and he definitely deserved to celebrate but when he headed to the locker room, not even acknowledging your existence, that you deflated.

He had never ignored you for this long or failed to acknowledge your presence. You sighed, waiting for him to emerge from the locker room. When he finally did, you wait again as he talked with Komori, the teams Libero. In fact, it wasn’t until Komori waved at you, that Rin finally seemed to acknowledge you were waiting.

“Oh hey babe, I’ll meet you at home ok? Im going out with the guys for dinner!” He said before waving at you and rushing from the gym. You stood there, hands clasped as you nodded, trying hard not to let your emotions take over. Your turned on your heels, heading to your car and going home to your empty apartment.

When Rin finally came home, it was almost 11pm. You sat up, from on the couch as he entered and removed his shoes. “Man I’m beat! Im going to head to bed babe,” he said, kissing the top of your head as you stared at him. He had barely acknowledged you at all tonight and all you wanted to do was celebrate with him.

Since you and Rin had always had an open relationship, you decided that it was best to express your concerns to him. Maybe he just needed to be reminded that you were there to support him.

“Hey Rin, uhh you didn’t hug me or kiss me tonight after the game,” you said, standing in the doorway of the bedroom as he took his shirt off, throwing it beside the laundry basket.

“Yeah sorry I was busy. It was kind of a big night ya know?” he chuckled as he went to your en suite, grabbing his face wash and continuing about his routine.

“It- it just kind of hurt you know? You always kiss me after a game,” you said, playing with your fingers as you looked into the bathroom mirror. You saw him roll his eyes as he shook his hands, grabbing a towel to dry them.

“Geez Yn it was one time for fucks sakes, please tell me you aren’t going to make a big deal out of this and ruin what WAS a good night?” He said, walking out of the bathroom and past you to the bed.

“Rin, I’m not trying to ruin your night, it’s just that, well I’m feeling a little unappreciated I guess,” You said as he looked at you, confusion growing on his face.

“Seriously Yn? You really want to do this now? Im exhausted and I’m not in the mood,” he began to shout as you whinced, not wanting to start anything but knowing what you had to say was important.

“Rin I-”

“You know, Jenna never acted this way after I won a game. I’d come home and she’d let me be!” He spat as you stood frozen. You couldn’t be he had brought her up, of all the people, why her? You felt your body heat up, your emotions overtaking you as you watched Rin get into bed and turn the light off.

How could he have said that? How could he have possibly brought his past girlfriend up? You knew about Rin and Jenna, how they had mutually broken up a few months before you met him. He didn’t seem to hold any animosity towards her but he never talked much about her and certainly he’d never brought her up during a fight.

Slowly backing out of your shared room, you closed the door as your eyes filled with tears. Not only had he utterly tore you down but he brought up someone from his past, something he knew would hurt you.

You mindlessly walked to the kitchen, grabbing your keys and purse before turning off the lights and silently leaving your apartment. You headed to your car, sitting in the drivers seat as the emotions finally hit. You let it all out, whaling as the tears fell in waves. You couldn’t scream, you couldn’t make any noise, everything was caught in your throat as you tried but failed to let it out. Finally, managing a breath, your body shuttered as you screamed, your head resting on your steering wheel as you continued to cry.

Rin tossed and turned in bed, his body exhausted but he couldn’t sleep. He had instantly regretted what he said about his ex, mentally berating himself for ever saying anything. He thought about what you said, about how you felt. He hadn’t meant to ignore you, he had just gotten caught up in all the excitement of winning. He felt like a complete ass, letting you walk out after he had said such awful things.

He noticed the light in the living room was dim, figuring you had just fallen asleep on the couch. He’ll admit this wasn’t the first time you two had slept apart due to a fight but this time he knew it was all his fault. Truthfully, he hated being without you, he hated sleeping alone. He loved how cuddly and soft you were next to him. He loved the feeling of your body and how your love for him poured into everything you did.

He knew how lucky he was, you came to every game, even to the ones that were several hours away. Hell once your even flown to Europe to see him play in an international match. He knew what true love was and how he had failed to show you that.

Looking at the clock, he saw it was 3:00am. He sat up, throwing the covers off as he stood in just his shorts and walked to the door. His plan was to grab you from the couch, hold you and apologize. He would make it up to you tomorrow, taking you out on a fabulous date to show his appreciation for everything you did for him.

He flipped on the hall light, walking out to the living room. He looked to the couch, noticing it was empty. Confused, he turned and headed to the spare bedroom, knowing fully well you never slept in there because “it was only for guests.”

He threw the light on, his eyes widening when you weren’t in there. “YN!” He shouted as he ran back to your shared bedroom, turning the light on and running to the bathroom. There was no sigh of you as he ran to the living room, turning on every light he could.

His hands went to his hair as he frantically raked through it, worried about where you might be. He ran to the kitchen and the guest bathroom, noting no trace of you.

“YN- shit!” He shouted as he turned, noticing your purse and shoes were gone.

“FUCK!”

He raced back to the bedroom, grabbing his phone before hitting your number, “pick up, come on baby pick up!” He packed back and forth, your phone continuing to ring until it finally hit voicemail.

“Fuck!” he shouted, pulling up the only other person he could think as he sat on the edge of his bed and raked through his hair, his knee bouncing as he waited for an answer.

“Hello?” A groggy voice answered.

“Samu! It’s Rin, have you heard from YN?” He spat out

“What? What fucking time is it?” Osamu said as he groaned, “dude it’s 3am! Why the hell would I have heard from YN? She’s your girlfriend!”

“I fucked up Samu, I fucked so bad man and now she’s fucking gone! She’s never left before man, fuck what do I do?!?” Suna panicked as tears began to fill his eyes. You two had fought before but you had never left, in fact you’d never leave without telling him where you’d go.

“What happened?” Osamu said, sounding more awake than before, his voice carrying as he made his way to the kitchen.

“I- I shit man! She was upset because I didn’t kiss her after the game and when she brought it up to me, I brought up how Jenna would never act that way,” he sighed, his head hanging low at the words resurfacing. He thought of what he said making him sick. He never loved Jenna, in fact, his relationship with her was one of convenience. It wasn’t until he met you that he learned what being in a partnership was really like. How it felt to have someone supporting you and being there when you needed them.

“Damn Rin, what the fuck man? Dude that’s low!” Osamu said as Rin nodded his head

“I know I fucking know! She’s gone dude, and she’s not answering her phone! What if something happened to her? Fuck I’ll never be able to live with myself!” He cried as Osamu sighed.

“Ok listen, I’m sure YN is fine. She’s a smart girl. She’s really upset right now and I don’t blame her. You need to give her some breathing space man,” he said as Rin stood up, pacing once more.

“I can’t- I can’t I have to find her! Fuck man I can’t lose her she’s it for me, she’s the one!” He shouted, tears now overflowing.

“Ok, come over and we can regroup here. I’ll try calling her, maybe she’ll answer for me,” he said as Rin quickly threw on his shoes and grabbed his keys, locking the door before running to the elevator.

“I’ll be there in 5,” he said, hanging up as he raced to his car. In the parking garage he noticed your car was still parked next to his, making his heart drop. His worst fears were coming true. You’d never leave without your car, there was no way!

Approaching the spot, he noticed a figure slumped over the steering wheel. His eyes widened, adrenaline racing as he realized that it was you.

“Fuck FUCK!” He screamed as he ran to your door, throwing it open as you shot up, heart pounding as you met the eyes of your boyfriend.

“Rin what-”

No more words escaped as you were tackled in your seat by your giant boyfriend, his cries penetrating the vehicle as he hugged you tight.

“Fuck baby are you ok?? God I’m so fucking sorry! Im the biggest idiot ever to exist and I should have never said any of those things!” He cried as you embraced him, memories slowly coming back to you.

“Rin, where’s your shirt?” You asked as he looked at you, shaking his head and looking down at his shirtless form.

“I couldn’t sleep. I felt like the biggest ass ever and I went to apologize to you. I couldn’t find you and I panicked. I was so afraid you had left me for good Yn. I know I would have deserved it but I don’t think I’ve been so scared in all my life baby!” He said, pulling you close in the awkward space.

You rubbed his back, feeling bad for causing him so much worry. “I’m sorry for leaving but I had to get out, what you said really hurt me,” you said as he looked in your eyes, his heart crushed that he had caused all of this.

“Baby don’t apologize! This is all my fault! I should have never treated you like that. I love you so much and I took advantage of everything you do. I’m sorry for ever saying those things to you. You are the most important person in my entire life and I love you more than you’ll ever know. I know I don’t show you and I’m going to change that baby, I promise!” He said as you caressed his cheek.

“I forgive you Rin,” you said with a small smile as his lips collided with yours as he pulled you close.

“I love you so fucking much Yn!” He said, putting his forehead to yours.

“I love you too Rintaro.”

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k-s-morgan · 4 months

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This is a belated post where I wanted to briefly address the outcomes of 2023!

While Ukraine mostly faded from the stage of world's news, unfortunately, the situation didn't get better for my people. Every day Russia kills, maims, and ruins everything it can touch. Every day civilians die from its imprecise missiles, random shootings and artillery, and outright executions. I often see that those living in other countries call this Putin's war, but it really isn't. This is the war sponsored by Putin and his regime, true, but first and foremost, this is the war of Russian people. It's hundreds of thousands of Russian people who arm themselves and go kill our defenders and our civilians. It's Russian people who fire from tanks and other deadly weapons to ruin the Ukrainians' homes, to scorch our land, to leave nothing but destruction instead of cities and villages. It's Russian people who build the missiles, load their bombers, and fly for 5+ hours to direct them at our cities, homes, factories, and even empty fields.

This is me during one of the latest massive attack that took place on January 2. At first, at night, 35+ Russian-Iranian drones bombed us. Then Russian people sent about 100 missiles at us, mainly at my city Kyiv.

Our air defense system managed to intercept the majority of them, but while it sounds like interception is an entirely positive thing, it might have terrible consequences. Because the parts of the missiles fall down randomly. They can kill any human or creature walking down the street; they can collapse on top of a residential building. There is no escape, no way to feel safe even with the best air defense systems surrounding the city. Here's one of many disastrous results of this attack.

Dead and injured people and animals. Damaged and lost apartments.

On December 29, another attack killed over 30 people in Kyiv alone. You can see their faces below. They deserve to be seen and remembered.

This is a short story of just two latest attacks that took place just within one week, just in one city. Imagine how many of them me and my people lived through during the entire year? How many more we will have to experience?

Actually, we lived through another one before I finished writing this post. It happened on January 8, and it killed even more civilians.

I know that there are good, sane, compassionate Russians. I have some relatives among them. One of them, my aunt, can't keep herself entirely silent: she's deeply religious, and a few weeks ago, in a church, she risked saying that killing Ukrainians is bad. Another man told her that she's scum and that if she dares to open her mouth again, he will report her to authorities. The headmaster of a school where my aunt teaches was imprisoned for 7 years for refusing to hold a Z-event among students. Living there must be a torture of another kind, where you are surrounded by zombies who openly promote terrorism and bless missiles sent to kill other human beings. The problem is that sane and compassionate Russians are the minority - the vast majority is happy to either kill us or they support those who kill us. Or they simply don't care, trying to claim that everything is complicated when in reality, there is nothing complicated about it at all. Russia is a terrorist state and the world allows its people and its government to keep being monsters.

Seeing the indifference and impotence of seemingly powerful countries makes me increasingly concerned and depressed. At this point, I don't think I'm simply affected by my experiences: the world is rapidly going to hell, with terrorist countries like Russia being allowed to revel in their blood-thirstiness and the other terrorist countries, like North Korea, or potential offenders like China, observing and taking notes. When a criminal sees that no one is punished for a crime, they escalate. More criminals appear. This is what I feel is going to start happening more and more, until half of the planet is plunged into death and destruction. I'll be so very glad to be wrong.

On a personal note, I lost my most beloved pet pigeon Daikiria in 2023. I love her and miss her so much that I still cry whenever I think of her. In turn, I acquired a red nightmare of a rabbit who eats everything, including my feet, and two more pigeons. Taking care of them brings me joy - I only hope that my effort will actually benefit them.

Here's a pigeon that I named Noveria the day I found her, in a video I made for my vet. Attacked by a cat, bleeding all over, with broken ribs and a missing piece of her wing, with no tail:

Here is she now. She is feeling much better, although unfortunately, she got sick because of her weakened immune system.

My kitties continue to be adorable dorks. Here's me sleeping with my cat Tom after one of the attacks - he's really scared of loud sounds, so he sleeps like a rock afterward, just like me.

My family stays strong, and I hope we will remain to be so.

Writing stories remains a huge source of relief and distraction to me, and your support, love, and care give me strength even when I feel like I'm about to run out of it.

Thank you to those who support me on Patreon and give me a chance to have a safety net shielding me from some of the horrors and insecurities - thanks to you, I can rest sometimes when I would have to work instead; I can afford some more distractions and to write more as a result. Thank you to those who leave comments, kudos, asks; thank you to my friends who never fail to message me with questions about my well-being. I love and I appreciate you tremendously, and despite all my fears and worries, I hope that we will get to see a better future still.

#personal #ukraine #kyiv #kiev #russia is a terrorist state #my fics #thank you

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dragon-in-a-fez · 1 month

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Hi. I read a recent ask from someone else, where you say that you are now divorcing your partner, so this may be a little awkward but; I have seen your post about your (ex-)partner several times now, and I wanted to ask. I am AFAB non-binary. Funnily enough, I’m also pan. But I have recently started to think- albeit in the vaguest of senses- about dating, and I realised that I almost certainly will struggle to find cis guys who will date me and be chill with my gender. So, I was wondering if you had any insights? Feel free to ignore this!

I hope you're cool with me answering this publicly, because it's giving me the kick I needed to say some things I want out there for anyone who sees that post and finds my blog.

it's getting easier to talk about. the truth is, my ex treated me very badly in the last couple of years we were together, worse than I was willing to admit to myself before a lot of therapy and a lot of kindness and patience from friends. there was a lot of gaslighting and intense emotional volatility along with financial and legal abuse. I have lingering post-traumatic symptoms from it - frequent nightmares, panic attacks, even a massive months-long gap in my memory.

but none of that really has anything to do with your question, because the fact is, respecting their identity has fuck all to do with our relationship, or their character, or their actions.

I actually had a big fight with my mother recently because she was upset that I don't talk to her about all this enough, and eventually I was like, "after 7 years you still can't even get their pronouns right, how am I supposed to go to you for support about how that relationship fucked up my life when I have to stop to defend them from your ignorance every five minutes?" she seemed surprised that I still cared about being respectful and I was just like, yeah and that's why you and I have spent 30 years not understanding each other lol

and I think that's kinda the best advice I can give you: don't trust anyone who only cares about respecting the truth of who you are when they're happy with you. they should care when you've fucked up and hurt them. they should care when you're yelling at each other because they're being a selfish dickhead. they should care when you break up, or when they ask you out and you say no.

that doesn't mean they always have to get it right. people slip up on pronouns because of how they're used to talking, or they repeat dumbass stereotypes or ask inappropriate questions because they don't know better yet. but don't waste your time with anyone whose level of respect for your gender is based on their attitude to you in that moment. you deserve better than that. someone who only gets your pronouns wrong when they're angry is a way bigger red flag than someone who just occasionally gets them wrong at random times.

and yeah, you might struggle to find people who meet that threshold, depressingly low though it is. but the good news is, once you do find those people you're automatically in a better starting place than a lot of relationships. and knowing you've found the right person is way more important than how long it takes.

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stayinguplate · 17 days

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Chapter 1 falling down

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Okay so before I get into this this is an AU created by @moshispace I had offered to write the story for them and they agreed but most of the credit is for them since they came up with this amazing AU , I’m just the writer the only thing I own and will be doing is the art for the story ( reader as Alice in picture above). So this is a yandere ROTTMNT ( rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles)AU Alice in wonderland and you can check out @moshispace to see more on how they describe it .this is going to be a mix of the live action and animated movie.also I’m going with the reader having they /she/her pronouns please don’t attack me ₍^ ܸ. . .ܸ ྀི^₎ʃ

Okay enough yapping from me . WARNING: this story will have yandere tendencies if you are uncomfortable with that topic please don’t read, there will also be some dark themes so please be aware. There will also be some slight bad language

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As a child reader always had an odd imagination

but they always had amazing ideas her father

was always encouraging them to keep going with

their ideas ,reader always told her father about

her ‘friends’ and how they had odd but amazing

and crazy adventures ,always mentioning the

snapping turtle with a pocket watch and a trench

coat who led them to the entrance to

the adventure with the others ,at first readers

father was worried that there was an actual

dangerous snapping turtle but after observing for

30 minutes he knew that no snapping turtle was

there because they didn’t have or live near a

pond .

As the years passed reader grew turning 8 and

their adventures grew more less frequent , they

Had just stopped playing outside and started to

Get more interested in painting and spend their

Time in their room painting out unique

landscapes that have never been seen before they

seemed so wonderland like it was odd .

( not me having to do math to get the years right on readers age ㅠ ㅅ ㅠ ♡)

Though readers father adored the art that they

had made it was just as unique as there odd

personality .

7 more years passed by and reader eventually

became a beautiful young woman turning 15 ,one

day readers friend sunita had came over offering

to go to the flower field by the river just to read

And hang out ,reader had agreed thinking it

would be fun, they had told their father and

headed out with sunita.

After 10 minutes we had finally made it to the

flower field we had finally settled down in a nice

spot, sunita had been peacefully reading her book

that she had brought while I had been working on

a flower crown , After I Finish, The Flower, Crown I

Realized that sunita fell asleep I smiled softly as I

gently placed the flower crown on her head, I then

heard a ticking sound ,a sound of which a clock

makes , it felt so familiar I got up, stretching as I

look around, not hearing anything. I shrug as I

was going to wake. Sunita to go home, but then I

heard it again the soft ticking .

I looked and walked around to see if I would hear

it again not even a second later I heard it again it

was coming from the forest. It wasn’t like a scary

force, though it was just the one that always had

the usual river that people will go to have a picnic.

Sometimes I remember my dad and I used to go

sometimes when my mom was alive. as the

sound kept ticking I decided to investigate and

see because there couldn’t just be a random

clock in the forest.

I had inside the forest looking around. It seemed

like the tick kept getting farther and farther away

or that’s what I thought until it stopped. I walked

around confused before I felt something, grabbed

my ankle and tug as I screamed in shock as I trip

and fell.

I looked down as I fell. It seems like I was falling

into a hole, except there was stuff my adrenaline

was rising. I couldn’t really focus on what I saw

but my falling didn’t last too long as I fell to the

floor.

I grunt softly in pain as I lay on the ground for a

few seconds before slowly sit up extremely

confused I then slowly stood up as I then looked

up seeing the place I felt from I then began to see

my surroundings as I saw a small door I crouched

down on my knees as I tried to open the door but

as I twisted the doorknob I realized it was locked i

sigh as I looked around as I then saw a glass table

that had a key and a small glass bottle that had a

note tied to it saying ’ drink me ‘ and a small little

cookie that said ‘ eat me ‘ .

I then paused as I then felt like I was

hearing whispers. I turned around and looked to

see my surroundings.’nothing.’ I thought to myself

as I grabbed the little bottle and little cookie.

I then took a sip of the bottle I grimaced slightly

from the bitter sweet taste ,but then I felt my

stomach twist as I then realized I was shrinking I

let out a small gasp, confusion as I look at myself

I then realize my clothes did not fit as I grabbed a

pice of fabric to look like it would fit and tied it

together. I was happy with my work as I got out

from under the big piece of clothing that I shrank

out of . I realize then that i left the key on the table

i sigh as i then realized i dropped the cookie i then

scurried to it as took a bite it was surprisingly very

good but then i dropped the cookie as I felt

myself grow, as i grew to the ceiling i grunted as i

carefully, picked up the key, I then grabbed the

tiny bottle drinking the last of it I went a little as

the taste was still very bitter. I then shrink down

to tiny again, thankfully I had the key now and I

was the right size enough to fit through the Door .

I then put the key in the door and unlocked it. The

door creeped open as it showed as somewhat

cloudy sky, but it was still blue and a garden like

landscape I then walked through after taking a

few steps. I hear the door creaking close behind

me. As I walked down the stone steps with the

Mossy greenness on the steps a few odd

insects pass by I looked around confused, there

was odd large flowers odd insects I didn’t

understand what was happening, but it all felt so

familiar deep down.

As I turned around for a moment walking

backwards through an overgrown plant stone

Entrance “ this is all so odd but so …familiar “ I said to myself

“ see i told you it was her!”

I jumped in shock as I then heard a voice I then

quickly turned around as my eyes widened in

absolute shock

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Okay so hopefully this was good and i really hope you all liked it especially the original person I offered to write it for but other than that, I hope you all have a good day or night or even afternoon. I’ll see you later.

#yandere #fanfic #rottmnt #alice in wonderland #yandere rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise leo #rise donnie #rise mikey #rise raph #yandererotttmntxreader #Alice in wonderland AU #rise april #baron draxum #Cassandra Tmnt

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dawnscraft · 6 months

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Secret life session 3 thoughts

At least two people have said listen in Martyn’s episode one of them being Martyn himself, but Tango said eyes and not ears

Martyn and Jimmy are teaming giving property police, cold patrol, and sheriff buddies, but they’re calling themselves the big dogs which is giving Martyn misses ren

So many people are dying

Tango has to talk to imaginary friend? Watcher? Or listener?

Why is there like a season 7 thing going on first grian and doors and now scar and mayor

GEM HAS THE END PORTAL IN HER THUMBNAIL

Whatever is going on with grian’s task is giving double life (he even put it in his thumbnail why must you do this grian?)

“Be careful Martyn could be listening anywhere” and what do you mean by that Grian?

With what Grian said about the task names being randomized I can’t believe it because mumbo got scar for his task and that’s the worst luck ever

GEM OPENED THE PORTAL?!!! GEM WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!!!

Grian called his new base a nest egg… forget watcher grian we got avian grian here everyone!

Joel: “well Jimmy’s dead so he needs friends”

Grian: “I don’t wanna be friends with Jim I did that last time”

Weren’t all three of you friends last time?

SHE GOT IT AS A TASK?!!! (silently screams lore and plans some sort of explanation of the newest member being forced to reroll their task and getting commanded by the watchers to open the end portal) (something something I think I’ve see this film before)

IT WAS AN 11 EYE?!! (Wasn’t it also an 11 eye on evo or at I stupid?)

Gem (while being attacked by a zombie): will you save me?

Etho: I’ll try

Etho have you already forgotten when she killed you 30 times

#trafficblr #secret life smp #secret life spoilers #grian #inthelittlewood #martyn inthelittlewood #geminitay #watcher grian #listener martyn #evo watchers

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retromimic · 7 months

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re: Astarion's age (and others)

I made a random post last week about Astarion's age and I have been thinking about it since.

I also realized that we do have other characters we can use to have a better idea of timelines and stuff.

And by other characters I mean Jaheira and Halsin.

More under the cut, tl;dr at the end

Jaheira

Jaheira is from the first two Baldur's Gate games, which both take place over 100 years before BG3 (1368 and 1369, so 123 before BG3, which is in 1492).

She's a half-elf, who age pretty much the same as human, but live longer, so she probably was in her 20's or early 30's in the first games, which would make her about 150 years old in BG3. This makes sense with her appearance, as half-elves live for about 180 years.

Note: Based on appearance only, it's possible Jaheira was older in the first games, but considering they were released in 1998 and 2000, I highly doubt they made the hot half elf lady an actual middle-age woman lmao

Side note: Minsc

Minsc is a human and also from the first two games, but there is a canon reason why he's still alive and doesn't look like he got older like Jaheira did. iykyk

Halsin

He just straight up says he's 350 years old. He's an elf.

He also does look old, but not that old.

Shadowheart

We know she is at least 40 years old (but not much older), and she doesn't look too old. It's subjective but to me she looks like a human late 20's, early 30's (I do think she looks older than Jaheira did in the first two games, but graphic quality and time does affect that). She's a half-elf, so that also checks out.

Recap so far:

Half-elves:

Live for about 180 years

40's: young and soft

150's: Mommy™

Elves:

Live for a long time (in game: at least 350 years, in DnD lore: about 700 years)

350's: Daddy™

Now onto the baby

Astarion

The information can be conflicting, so I'll try to break it down.

The tombstone

This is where it gets complicated because not only is it hard to read, but also is kind of contradictory.

It's written in the Thorass alphabet.

The initial dates are the easiest to read:

229 - 268 DR

Which would mean he was 39 years old when he died. Which a lot of people find it a bit hard to believe considering he looks much older, especially if you compare him to Shadowheart, who's not only older, but also only a half-elf.

I'll come back to it later.

What makes the tombstone complicated is the date Astarion adds. They are hard to read, the first one is barely readable and the numbers 5, 6, 7 and 9 can be easily mistaken for one another when it's someone who just had the most emotional moment of his life carving it in stone with a dagger.

The general consensus from what I've seen has been that it's 498 and that the dates on the tombstone are omitting the 1 (so the dates would actually be 1229, 1268 and 1498 DR), or that Larian made a mistake and should have made the dates in NR, not DR (which would bring the dates to 1261 and 1300 for his birth/death)

Both options have flaws because of the date Astarion writes should either read 492 (omitting the 1) or 460 (NR instead of DR). Neither are really plausible because the last number really doesn't look neither like a 2 or a 0.

The first option would also mean that Astarion died 230 years ago, which we know is not true. A lot of things in-game (not just Astarion) confirms it.

The second option would place his death 192 years ago, which is the most plausible.

But then how to explain the error in the date he adds?

Either he fucked up and doesn't know what year it is.

Or the first number is actually a 2, and he wrote 268, which is the year he died. We'll go with this one.

So, conclusion? Astarion was 39 years old when he died, 192 years ago, making him now 231 years old.

Physical appearance

Now, onto his look.

As mentioned earlier, Astarion doesn't look like he's younger than 40-something half-elf, so some people think the tombstone might be reading 129, giving him an extra 100 years at death, which would make more sense, but there is clearly more than just one dot on that first number, and there is a more plausible reason for him looking so old:

Vampire spawn appeared as they did in life, though their features were hardened and appeared predatory.

Source: Forgotten Realms Wiki

Add to that nearly 200 years of torture? That would make a man look a couple decades older.

And it's not really hard to imagine he was 39 years old at death when you see him, mostly post-Cazador, with softer expressions. (There is posts about it on here, sorry I can't link)

There is one last argument against this, which is the fact that elves reach "adulthood" at around 100 yeas old, and that Astarion already had a job and everything when he died.

But that's really easy to explain;

Elves physically reach adulthood at the same rate as humans, but their concept of adulthood is different, which is why "socially" they are considered adults only much later.

But also, this is socially, and socially, Astarion grew up in Baldur's Gate, a multi-cultural city, so he didn't grow up with elven mentality. Him having a job at 39 years old is very much plausible.

SO.

TL;DR:

Astarion was still pretty much a child when he died at 39 years old, 192 years ago.

#bg3 #astarion #baldur’s gate 3 #bg3 talk #bg3 astarion #character analysis #astarion ancunin #idk about you but i find this even more tragic #someone else probably did this before but whatever #jaheira #halsin #shadowheart #sorry if there is errors I didn't proof read

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pro-logue-epi-logue · 6 months

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RANDOM DEVIL'S NIGHT THOUGHTS

~NUMBER 18~

Devil's Night-

Some things people forgets or pay less attention to:

1. Michael was also abused by his father.

2. Rika lost her father to accident but her mother to drugs and depression( she didn't die but she was not fine at all).

3. Banks mother made her steal things before she lived with the torrance's.

4. Banks mother SOLD her to damon when she was 12.

5. Damon saved Winter from an abusive family.

6. Damon saw all kinds of horror by the age of 11 in his house.

7. Only person who cared about winter is damon.

8. Winter gets left behind because of being blind, by her own family and even by the "found family" gang.

9. In the entire series only Emory pushed Will to do better and be better.

10. Will would have dies by 30 if Emory would not have came in the picture again.

11. Emory's parents died when she was 11.

Her brother who was fun suddenly became the thing of her nightmares.

She was abused financially, emotionally, physically and mentally for years.

12. Emory's abuse started when she was 11 and did not stop until she was 18 all of her formative years revolved around abuse.

13. Everytime Martin used to hit emory and she was brused or bleeding NO ONE used to put medication on her, NO ONE.

14. 11 years old Emory used to go to school with bleeding wounds or bruised body.😭😭

15. Emory only used to get hugs from her grandma even that stopped when she was 14.

16. Emory Scott lived a hellish life of abuse, got out of that house, got a better education and then became an ARCHITECT but it was always overlooked.

17. Emory was probably alone at her college graduation.

18. Emory fell in love with Will when she was 16 but had to let him go because she knew he would never understand her trauma( he didn't even when he was 26) and she would only bring him pain.

19. Emory always considered Alex as a friend but Alex was never a friend to Emory.

20. When Emory was getting rape threats( more than 4, yes i kept a count), was bleeding and getting brused, aydin was playing with her mind and rory wanted her to die, while not knowing anything about those boys, Alex was hiding safely in blackchurch, knowing what aydin can do, how taylor was a vile rapist and rory was a serial killer, and she called herself a "friend" of Emory.

21. Alex could have easily found 2 minutes to show herself the first day Emory arrived at blackchurch and explain everything, but she didn't, until she realized Aydin liked Emory, and she was jealous.

22. Alex was not planning to take Emory back to Thunderbay with them, hence not telling anyone about her from her satellite phone.

23. Alex was neither a good friend to Will nor to Emory.( she came to blackchurch for aydin, told a legit addict how she preferred him drunk, don't even get me started on how bitch she was to Emory example hitting a abuse survior even completelybeing aware of emmy's abuse).

24. Alex was always jealous of Emory and hated her all throughout Nightfall for no reason. (Will was literally in love with her since emory was 13,

Aydin whom Alex loved ignored her and never respected her in 7 years but respected Emory in 1 day and was a friend to emmy in blackchurch.

Micah and Rory were acting like brothers to emory within knowing her for only 1 day.

Will wasn't giving Alex time of the day in blackchurch and thinking of emmy

Emory faced life of difficulties but made something of her, architect, but alex hated what she did.

Emory had no one with her but was still standing strong but alex had the support of the friends and would be nothing without them

Emmy didn't need anyone but alex did

Every single boy in blackchurch respected and wanted to be close to emmy and save her but Everyone was ignoring alex, literally micah and rory didn't even gave her 1 look).

25. Alex was in love with Will and wanted to marry him.

26. The friend Will was to Alex he was never to Emory.

27. Will never understood Emory and her abuse.

28. Alex hated Emory but was fake acting as a friend and always looked down on Emory's and never leaft a chance to show her down( everyday she was visible in blackchurch,

Everytime aydin looked at emmy,

The entire train ride,

And even after the train ride in some scenes).

29. Alex COMPARING her difficulty life to Emory a literal surivor of child abuse and trauma was the most Shittiest thing.

( i get it alex had seen bad times butttttttt alex was thrown out of college when she was 18, started working as a luxury escort at 19,

But emmy lost her parents at 11,

Got brutally abused EVERYDAY from 11 to 18,

Lost the love of her life at 16,

Had to take care of her grandma since she was a child herself,

Had to make all adult decisions as a child.)

30. Alex thought Will was in love with her too.

31. Emory was more like Damon than anyone. Literally they are the 2 sides of same coin.

32. Emory at 16 always thought she will bring will down with her problems and he deserves to always smile so she let him go.

33. When emmy saw damon bury a body her first instinct was not to run but asked him if Will had anything to do with it.

34. Alex was going to use Will as plan B and marry him to make aydin jealous and make him feel less.

35. Emory was abused financially, emotionally, physically and mentally for years.

36. Emory had no one to lean on since she was 11 to she was 25, thats 14 YEARS!

37. Banks was the knly girl in a house full of gangsters and criminals.

38. Both Emmy's and Will's reaction after seeing a dead body is to dump it in ocean.

39. Will thought of Emory the first time he drowned and the second time too just like he did the third time.

40. Will was never in love with Alex.

41. Aydin had to fight his entire abusive family for Alex but when he came back She acted as if she was the only victim( as always).

42. Aydin was someone else's boyfriend when Alex wanted him and Alex was her friend, just like she wanted Will knowing full well Will and Emmy have a thing and just like she was Emmy's "friend".

43. Emory don't remember her parents.

44. Rika and Alex wanted the horseman validation. Seriously they were drooling for it.

45. Emory and Banks has no respect for The horseman. (Okay we all know this).

46. Kai got the biggest daddy issues.

47. Pd's decision to insert Alex in Nightfall was completely stupid, it ruined the book. WILLEMMY'S BOOK SHOULD HAVE BEEN THEIR ONLY!

48. Rika and Alex are not girls girl.

49. Rika knew Damon wanted to hurt Winter still didn't do anything.

50. Emmy was the only person someone can rely on.

51. Will knows how to tattoo someone and he tattooed most of his tattoos himself when he was in jail.

52. Both best friends Damon and Will are stalker they both stalked their Love interests. I mean guys Damon was is Winter's house and Will... this guy knew EVERYTHING about Emmy, on Saturday she works all day at gazebo, she gies to school, gazebo and her house not other places, her with her grandma.

#random devils night thoughts #rika fane #michael crist #kai mori #nikova banks #damon torrance #winter ashby #will grayson iii #emory scott #willemmy #the devils night #the devil's night #devil's night #devils night #the devil's night series #the devils night series #devils night series #alex palmer #aydin khadir

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demodraws0606 · 8 months

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(Theory) Why Levi going to go do the laundry is important and the explanation behind the complexity of the murder

(This is a two part theory because I didn't want to make two posts about it)

After seeing many people theorize on how the murder could've happened (because I'm not really great at that part of a mystery), I've realised something important about Levi's alibi.

He went to do the laundry

As a person who already heavily suspects Levi, I wondered how this alibi was important as it's a useless thing to point out unless it became relevant to the case.

Which then made me think back to Teruko and Charles investigation of the laundry room

The laundry room has cleaning products, Teruko lists some (like bleach) but we can assume it probably has a variety of other products used for cleaning.

Which would be things like detergent or rubbing alchohol

But wait don't you get something when you put bleach and rubbing alcohol together ?

Now we know that the culprit had to have done an extremely complex mechanism to kill Arei considering the crime scene, which is paired with the extremely limited time (7:30 am as we know the letter most likely didn't say 7:30 pm considering the cliffhanger).

If that were the case the murderer wouldn't want Arei to struggle or make the process more difficult because if the mechanism were to be ruined, the culprit's entire plan would fail.

However, I want to get the first conterargument out of the way. That being : "Why would the culprit bind Arei's hand if she is already unconcious ?"

The thing is, the culprit had no certainty that Arei wouldn't wake up halfway through and again if she DID wake up it would ruin their entire plan.

Or it's simply possible that leaving Arei's hand or arms would've gotten in the way if they were just limping around.

Of course there is no strict evidence that chloroform was used, even if Levi is the culprit or not as we don't know if rubbing alchohol is even in the laundry room.

But it is a possibility especially with the evidence of the scuffed ground. If Arei was completely concious during the whole ordeal, wouldn't there have been more scrapes on the floor ? We know that even just rubbing your foot on it would leave visible traces. Even if she was concious and the culprit was just carrying her off the ground, it would still require a lot of strength especially with someone who would be struggling.

Plus we know Arei is known to give cheap kicks, she would absolutely try to attack the culprit's weak spots.

Using chloroform would simply make the murder more efficient and avoid Arei tripping the culprit up.

So that would explain if Levi is the culprit, why he would go to the laundry room.

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Now, let's move on to another burning question that everyone has, even when they think Levi is the culprit. What is the reason behind the method of murder

First, I do want to point out that I'm going with the theory of how the murder happened made by 1moreff-creator as I think that it's so far the theory that makes the most sense (so if you don't know what I'm talking about, go check it out).

However there is one thing that the thread doesn't solve : Why ?

Why would the murder have to be so complicated

The thread mentions that, with the murder method set up this way the culprit could end up avoiding the BDA rule but they do end up dismissing it because it doesn't seem like the culprit would benefit from that.

I mean it would be impossible to predict being one of the first three people to see the body. I mean we see Teruko literally choses the people at random. Plus, either way, Eden and Whit can't be the culprit so wouldn't that make it useless information anyway ?

Now here is the thing, there is actually another reason why the culprit would want to avoid that rule.

And that is to avoid having people being revealed as innocent by the BDA rule, specifically Eden.

Because, think about it, if the murderer was framing Eden, wouldn't the entire plan go into the water if the BDA announcement rule marked her as innocent ?

The killer clearly was betting on Eden being the scapegoat, down to the fake note. Why wouldn't they try to avoid the one thing that could easily make her rid of all suspicion ?

Now, you might argue that it's a very specific thing to do and that it doesn't justify the complexity of the murder but I disagree. I mean we see firsthand how that is a smart idea because Teruko literally thinks of bringing two people with her to activate the BDA (including Eden btw). If the killer thought to avoid that rule then it makes Teruko's strategy fall into the water without having to bet on mother luck to be the first to see the body.

Either way the aim of the culprit is to have someone be voted as a culprit instead of them. Trying to find ways to lessen the methods that proves someone innocent is a very smart thing to do, especially if they are trying to frame someone specifically.

I rest my case

#levi drdt #drdt #danganronpa despair time #levi fontana #eden drdt #eden tobisa #drdt chapter 2 #drdt theory #danganronpa despair time theory #drdt arei #arei nageishi #drdt culprit theory #I apologize to Levi fans #I also like him it's just that I will not let go of him being the chapter 2 culprit #My boy is so sus

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Hi Mimi. Can I ask you for advice.

I have a friend who is mad at me because I’m not calling her back 24/7, and because I can’t hang out all the time and have to cancel due to the fact that I work and they sometimes, even if I have plans, call me in.

I couldn’t attend her boyfriend’s surprise birthday dinner, who she’ve only been dating for like 4 months and I’ve only met twice, because they wanted to go out late at night and I was working the day before, during, and the day after. However that particular day I got to finish my shift early because it was raining so my boss told me to just go home. On my way home another friend called me, who I haven’t seen in four month because we live 1h and 45min away from each other. My birthday is in two weeks but she’s going on vacation soon, she asked if we could meet up in the city and have dinner, this is like 4-5pm, because she wanted to celebrate me by buying me dinner. I said okey. I didn’t think I was doing anything wrong. We meet up, have dinner, order some drinks, and I post a video of us. The other friend, not even 5 minutes later, sends me a loooong message about what a bad friend I am without even knowing anything. I didn’t answer her right away and decided to wait until I was home. I got home at like 8:30, and the dinner was around 9-10isch so even if I didn’t go out with my friend I couldn’t go and celebrate her boyfriend because I needed to sleep.

She really went off on me, said a lot of things, and made me feel so shitty for nothing. So I wrote back and told her, we’re not kids, I didn’t do anything wrong, I explained briefly why I went out with my friend, and I also told her it’s my life and nobody can get mad at me for my choices, even if I was free that day it still shouldn’t be a problem because I don’t have an obligation to anybody. I also told her that I think it’s wrong that she decided to message me when she saw I was out, she could have waited and brought it up the next day instead of basically trying to ruin my night. I also texted her “don’t worry about this now, go and have fun, enjoy, let’s talk face 2 face when we get the chance” She then texted me back saying “I am celebrating his birthday all weekend, we can talk another day, I don’t have time to deal with this now”. I wrote back “sure”. My first thought, before I calmed myself down, was “so you have time to ruin my night, and start this whole thing, but you don’t have time to finish it?”.

Am I the asshole? Hahaha this sounds like a reddit post, I wanted to write it there but I don’t want to take a risk of her seeing it. Your account, your stories and you are also my comfort zone. I just feel safe here, which is why I am sorry for the rant and headache you have now. I just don’t like to talk about other people with other people, which is why I’m not asking for advice from my friends. But at the same time I’m desperate because I feel like I have done everything for her but just because I have work and have to prioritize myself I’m suddenly a bad friend for not attending her bfs dinner who I’ve only met twice. I mean it’s not like I missed her wedding day. It’s not like I was talking shit about her or told everyone her secrets for her to call me awful names and paint me as the bad guy. It’s not like the plan hanged on me, and I said no, and everybody stayed home but then I went out anyways. They still went out and had fun, so why should it be a problem if I was there or not.

I just want to add that this friendship is solely about me being there for her, I’m basically her therapist. I’ve never ever had demands on her or how she should treat me. I’m so drama free like this is my only drama in life atm in the past 6 years. I’m so easy going. You know that last year on my birthday she didn’t wish me a happy bday, and last year I asked her 6 times if she wanted to go on a vacation and she said no, but then she posts on snap that she’s going on a “random trip” with a girl she met 6 month ago at a gym who she doesn’t even talk to anymore because she feels that the girl was to clingy. I didn’t say anything because I thought it’s okey I’m not gonna ruin her day, vacation or whatever for something so silly, it’s HER life. I’m always there for her, even if I’m busy I always try to show her that she is not neglected by maybe sending her a song, or meme, or even going as far as telling her that I’m gonna be busy and that she can call me if it’s an emergency otherwise I won’t be so active. I always have her back, she calls me 4 in the morning and I pick up without blinking twice. My parents treat her as a second daughter, I’m always there for her as much as I can, and I just have to add that last month, I didn’t sleep for 36h and had a 10h shift the day after, but I still went out with her because she needed a friend due to having a bad day. I neglected my mental health for her. And our convos are 90% about her, 7% about random stuff, and 3% about me, and I STILL DONT HAVE A PROBLEM WITH IT because idgaf. Im honestly so unbothered I really don’t care, but right now I care because I feel that the text she sent me, and the way she wanted to paint me, and the words she used even though I’ve never ever had anything negative about her coming out of my mouth…I just feel like this is so unfair and I don’t know what to do. Should I end the friendship? Or maybe talk to her and try to make her understand? Im just so lost and this is honestly so sad because we’ve been friend for 12 years if not more. I don’t want it to end over something so silly…

Much love💜

Again I’m sorry for ranting, if you have advice I want to thank you for them. And I also want to thank you before hand for taking the time to read this. I admire u and ur stories!

I just have to add: she’s not a bad person, her good qualities overshadows the bad ones, which is why we’re still friends.

This message was sent a while back and I am sorry for responding only now. Maybe you were able to figure it out on your own or things happened after this. But all I can recommend for you to do is to talk to your friend, if you haven’t already. If I were you, I’d try to communicate and make her see where I am coming from as well and then… there’s nothing much you can do from there. You’ll see how she takes it and whether she’s able to see your side or not. Regardless of everything, she shouldn’t take you for granted and cut you some slack.

Like you said, you don’t want your friendship to end over something silly but maybe it’s not something silly at all. In the end, you don’t want friends who makes you feel guilty and take you for granted all the time. Just the fact your entire friendship seems to be focusing on her rather than on both of you says a lot. You shouldn’t be treated that way and you do deserve someone who equally cares about you as a person :)

#ask: anon

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we-stan-fiction · 10 months

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Dialogue prompts:

(Please note that I came with them at very random times so please ignore anything that doesn't make sense or is just plain weird)

1. "Why are your feet naked?" "It's called barefoot, you weirdo."

2. "What! I panicked...I followed my instincts!" "Your instincts are ridiciously wrong!!"

3. "You surrendered to a dog?!"

4. "Why is he bleeding?" "You said keep him alive. You never said anything about shooting." "It goes without saying." "Hey! I tried but he was being annoying!"

5. "What? From where I was standing, it was a good idea." "You were out of earshot!"

6. "Are you okay?" "I was just impaled by someone's grandmother, what do you think?!"

7. "Look at you, been here for less than a week and you already blackmailed 2 guys, kidnapped someone and even stole a burrito."

8. "I leave you with the guy I kidnapped for an hour ,and you untie him and give him tea and cake?!"

9. "Did you really have to traumatise the cat?"

10. "Damn you, moral compass!"

11. "The question is, how did you know?.. oh, no. You didn't, and I just told you everything, didn't I? I really need to get better at this interrogation thing."

12. "I'm here to save your sad little ass." "Hey! My ass isn't little. It's.... average size."

13. “The world needs more people like you.”

14. "Will you act your age!”

15. "Do it or die trying!"

16. "So That's where you draw the line?!"

17. "The phrase 'Ignore it and it'll go away' doesn't apply to bullet wounds!"

18. "You are very kidnappable." "Thanks... I guess?"

19. "When this is all over, remind me to block your number." "You don't have my number." "Then give it to me so I can block it later."

20. "She's one of my best agents." "The one who flung herself off the roof?" "I don't know what the hell that was, she's usually not that stupid!"

21. "Oh, Thank God you're alive! Now I can stay mad at you."

22. "Fine? You can't even walk in a straight line!" "I can, I just... choose not to."

23. "What are you gonna do? Whisk me to death?"

24. "At last, we meet again, my nemises." "You are talking to a straw." "Stay out of this."

25. "You are unusually kind today, it's unsettling."

26. "Not all those who wander are lost, but not me. I'm definitely lost and going around in circles."

27. "That is waaay above my pay grade." "I don't think they'll be paying you again anyway, you're pretty much getting fired once they find you."

28. "Where are you?" "Walking your goat." "I don't have a goat?!" "Then what's on the leash?!"

29. "And you. This isn't over, I'll mess with you later."

30. "He'd never kill someone just because, there's definitely a good explanation. He's not a shitty person" "nope, I'm just a shitty person."

31. "For the last time, we don't kill people unless it's absloutely necessary. You better have a good reason why you did it." "I do-" "spite isn't a good reason." "Then I don't"

32. "What did you do?" "Nothing you can't get me out of jail for!" "Not again!"

33. "There will be hell to pay! But I'm really busy these days so maybe next month."

34. "What are you doing?" "I'm done being kidnapped."

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Ino: So, you'll be there around 7 in the evening?

Sakura: No.. We always have our dinner at 6 PM then Sasuke-kun and I take a shower after.. So, I'll be there around 9.

Ino: Just tell Sasuke that you'll take a bath first. He can do it after you.

Sakura: *confused* Huh? We shower together..

Ino: FOREHEAD!!

Sakura: What?! What's wrong with you, Ino-pig??

Ino: All this time, when you're saying Sasuke-kun and you take a bath, I thought you're saying he goes first then you're next.

Sakura: Why do you look so surprised? We scrub each other's backs like a normal married couple.

Ino: Girl, no couple takes a bath together nowadays. That's so old school!

Sakura: Just go shower with Sai once and tell me if it's not good.

Ino: It's not! We've tried it. He likes super cold water while I like mine almost boiling hot.

Sakura: *starts gathering her things* Sorry, but if you want me there at 9, I have to go now.

Ino: Fine, you have to continue with this later with the girls!

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Sakura: Anata, let's go? I've prepared the water. I used the herbs that brought home recently.

Sasuke: I thought you'll have a slumber party? You can go ahead if you're in a hurry..

Sakura: Don't you want to take a bath with me? *pouts*

Sasuke: It's not like that. Of course, I want to.. I want you to scrub my back and I want to scrub your—

Sarada: *clears her throat* I'm not sure if it's not very obvious but I'm here too.

Sakura: *laughs* Sorry, dear. I thought you're used to us taking showers together.

Sarada: I mean I know and I'm used to your routine! B-But you don't have to you know.. Share every info about it..

Sasuke: Hn. Sakura let's just talk in the bathroom.. *turns to Sarada* We will finish after an hour and a half. We soak in the tub for—

Sarada: Papaaaa!!

Sasuke: Oh. J-Just wait for me before you start the movie.

Sarada: Sure.. Just.. Just go..

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It is customary to clean the body first before soaking in the tub. So, Sakura and Sasuke sit on a very short stool to scrub each other's backs.

Sasuke: Ah, that feels good.

Sakura: Do you like the smell? It's a new body wash that Shizune suggested.

Sasuke: Yeah.. Your turn?

Sakura: *turns around* Anata.. Earlier, Ino and I talked about bathing together.. *rinses the washcloth and gives it to Sasuke*

Sasuke: *pours body wash onto Sakura's back* Hm?

Sakura: She was weirded out by it.. I said we do it all the time.

Sasuke: How do they clean their backs then?

Sakura: *giggles* Maybe they have a scrubber or something.

Sasuke: That's not effective.

Sakura: But when you're traveling, you also have to take a bath alone..

Sasuke: Who said I was bathing alone?

Sakura: Uchiha Sasuke?? *turns to him*

Sasuke: *looks at her boobs while smirking* I knew that would make you turn around.

Sakura: Ah, you're so silly!! *turns around, so he won't see her blushing*

Sasuke: I think we can shower now..

They both get up and take turns to wash off the soap suds. Sakura gets on the stool so that she can reach him and shampoo his hair. He does hers after. It's sloppy doing with one hand but Sakura enjoys it all the same. Once done, they lather themselves with body wash, rubbing the other's body here and there. They rinse everything with water then use the hair conditioner after. Lastly, they do another round of body wash and rinsing.

Sasuke guides her to the tub. She always stays in the front while he goes at the back. They both lean back and try to straighten their legs. They soak for 30 minutes. This is their favorite part because it's very relaxing and they talk about their day or random things.

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Sakura: Sorry, I'm a bit late!

Ino: Girl, we almost fell asleep!

Temari: What took you so long?

Sakura: Ah, had to make my daughter and husband some snacks for their movie night. Sarada said she'll do it but I know she's tired too, so..

Hinata: No worries, Sakura! We still have a long night anyway.

Ino: Is that really the reason or is it because you took so long to shower together?

Sakura: Ino!!

Tenten: What?

Ino: Tenten, can't relate to this! *laughs*

Karui: Hey, now you have to tell us!

Tenten: Sakura because you're late, you owe us an explanation!! *laughs*

Sakura: *sighs* Fine, but let me sit first! *laughs*

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Temari: What do you mean you took a dip together in an onsen?? It's gender separated right?

Sakura: Yes, but in rural villages, that's still a thing.. A mixed-gender onsen.

Ino: So, if you're traveling with him when that happened, that means you were not yet married?

Hinata: Sakura!

Sakura: H-Hey! B-but we're already a couple.. Well not officially..

Karui: Wait, how many chapters did I miss?

Sakura: Okay, the couple thing is another story.. Let's focus on the onsen, shall we?

Tenten: Fine, fine. Go on..

Sakura: So, he said there are two inns where we can stay.. A normal one which is nearer or the one with an onsen which is a bit farther. I chose the latter because—

Ino: Because it was a mixed-gender onsen duh.. And Sasuke-kun was with you.. Then?

Sakura: No, at that time I thought it's a regular one.. You know, separate bath houses for men and women.. Anyway.. We continued with the trip and apparently, we were the only visitors at that time.

Tenten: Luck is always on your side huh.

Sakura: *giggles* Yeah.. Then I prepared to take a dip. So, I took a shower before going to the hot spring.. Only to find out that Sasuke-kun was already there.

Hinata: He was there waiting?

Karui: Or you mean he was already in the water?

Sakura: He's in the water—

Temari: No fair! That means he got to see you fully naked and you couldn't even see his body!

Sakura: Th-That's not the case.. I was too shy, so I asked him to look somewhere else while I went down.

Ino: What's the use? He has sharingan, for sure he used it to his advantage.

Sakura: No, I don't think so.. But I remember being so nervous..

Ino: Yes because you're very clumsy when he's around.

Karui: You didn't trip, did you?

Sakura: ...

Temari: Oh my gosh, Sakura.

Tenten: So, you made him look away only for you to trip..

Sakura: Worse, he had to catch me..

Ino: Forehead!! He'd think you were doing it on purpose! Or maybe you really did!

Sakura: I swear I did not!! He was so sorry and was apologizing the whole time. I felt so stupid for tripping—

Ino: He was saying sorry because? I thought he was able to catch you?

Sakura: Yes.. That's why he's sorry..

Ino: Fill me in, I don't get it.

Karui: He probably touched her where he was not supposed to..

Tenten: Oh!

Sakura: Just my sides and partly my boobs. But that's all! And it was very quick! And again he was sorry even if it was my fault.

Ino: Okay, so what happened next? You soaked together awkwardly?

Sakura: At first.. We both tried to start a topic but we couldn't proceed.

Hinata: That must be very awkward..

Sakura: It was! Until he touched my hand.. I took that as a cue to entwine my hand with his.

Ino: Aww, that was so sweet.. And for him to initiate it too!

Sakura: Yeah.. /thinks/ Then we started touching each other.. I think that was our first intense make-out session. Still gives me chills when I recall it.. *giggles*

Ino: Why are you blushing all of a sudden? We haven't had a drink yet!

Sakura: I— I'm not blushing! *laughs* Enough of the onsen story. Just know that it's really nice taking a bath together. It's intimate and you'll feel really clean after.

Tenten: Too bad I can't, even if I want to. *laughs*

Ino: Get yourself a boyfriend and take him to that onsen and trip in front of him!

Sakura: Hey!! *laughs*

#sasusaku #sasusaku headcanon #uchihas #from ask #ty anon #sscoded no 263

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gloriousrunwayninja · 1 year

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HOW TO DEVELOP THE "IDGAF” MINDSET TO MANIFEST

How to develop the "I don't care" mindset

cr to @spiritualarchives on IG

Table of context :

Stop doing to much and make stuff simple

Be stubborn

Fuck your negative thoughts

Literally just do whatever

Let go of all the new information you learned that makes you limit yourself

Stop doing to much and make stuff simple

…"That's it that all we need to do?" I always get asked this when I tell y'all to literally just affirm and persist.

…So I want y'all to stop doing so much when it comes to manifesting literally you don't need to do meditations for manifesting unless you want to. Stop doing extra methods when it's all gonna give u the same results if u only did one.

…Basically just stop trying. You could do simple affirming literally just be nonchalant when it comes to manifesting because you naturally manifest.

…Also you don't need it to be specific literally start using blanket affirmations like "I have every thing I desire" "I have my ideal body" "I have my ideal sp" "I have my ideal lifestyle".

Be stubborn

…Literally whenever it's not "showing up" in the 3D I want you to be stubborn or be like "Idgaf because I don't need the 3D's validation that he is mine". Like show yourself and hype yourself up that you don't need to see it in order to know it's true.

…When doing this I recommend self talk/ rampaging about your desire and reminding yourself that you are a powerful manifesting master and that you have what you want. Literally don't let the 3D have power because it's your reality.

…When being stubborn I recommend affirming whenever your complaining about the 3D because it lets me block out my complaining and feeling sad about it and instead just putting it out in a good way because what is gonna benefit your subconscious mind if your just complaining in a bad way.

Fuck your negative thoughts

…Literally who cares about the negative thoughts like whenever I get negative thoughts I just be like "ok???" Like it's just thoughts it doesn't have power over me.

…This what y'all need to realize is that negative thoughts don't manifest like at all.

…Whenever you get a negative thought, just let it be like literally just sit with your negative thoughts and just observe them because they aren't gonna manifest.

…You don't gotta reaffirm positive thoughts just let it be. Once you let it pass by. Once you start doing this you will be able to easily deal with your negative thoughts whenever you come across them.

…Meditate if you need to or even do that breathing technique on my high method post.

Literally just do whatever

…Literally just do whatever when it comes to manifesting literally make your own rules and make your own methods.

…Start manifesting that "big" manifestation you think is hard to manifest because you are literally powerful why not manifest it now.

…Start manifesting random stuff for free for example or even manifest a free car literally nothing is off limits when it comes to manifesting.

… At the end of the day why wait to manifest something and just do it now literally manifest that job, car, apartment and your specific person at the same.

Let go of all the new information you learned that makes you limit yourself

…If you heard that repetition is important and you have to affirm 24/7, take that out of your routine because it is not needed at the end of the day affirmations is to make you feel good about you having your desires. There is not need to affirm every chance you get.

…Do it when YOU feel like it not and not because some girl on your feed affirmed for 30 minutes and she got results at the end of the day we are all different we need to do what's best for us. Literally everyone gets results because they did what they wanted to do and not forced themselves to do it.

…So stop consuming informations and start applying on the things you wanna do. The more you consume information the less you actually start applying so start applying NOW!

love, jade

#limiting beliefs #dream life #loassumption #mindset #idgaf mindset #law of assumption #affirmations #law of attraction #manifesation #manifestation #loa motivation #manifesting #the void state #neville goddard

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morgy-doo · 1 month

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THE OWL HOUSE RELATIONSHIP HEADCANNONS PART 2

part 1 ^

Edric blight~

handsome

very handsome

he will stand at the mirror for ages consistently combing his hair to look perfect before you two have a date

he would have been late if Emira didn't pull him away from the mirror

honestly Emira knows every in and out of your relationship

and that kinda scares you

you have been his alibi for when he needs to get outta trouble FAST

"oh yeah i was at the lake picking flowers with y/n"

he was indeed not

but to make up for it he will go do that very thing with you

will try and get in less trouble if it makes you happy

but really enjoys playing pranks on other people with you

also he LOVES it when you take his picture. like he will spend 30 mins on one photo trying to pull the right face and get the right angle

uses his illusions to make you laugh when you have had a tough day

Emira blight~

your face will constantly be red

this girl can FLIRT

she especially loves it in class when you are sat minding your buisiness and doing your work or whatever

oh you poor poor soul

and she chucks a note at you, usually saying something like

"i love your hair today gorgeous"

" i really wanna come over there and kiss you"

" i miss youuuuu"

she also loves hugging you from behind because she loves the shocked and startled look that comes accross your face everytime

guards you from her mother with her LIFE

she is not letting Odalia try anything with you, she can't lose you

definately pulls pranks on you with Edric 24/7

once or twice she does those couple pranks like

"putting a fake hickey on my neck to see my gf/bf reaction"

"break up prank with gf/bf

if any of these pranks make you cry or upset she will immediatly feel terrible and will do anything to make you feel better

she also loves buying you matching jewelry

Eda clawthorne~

THE OWL LADYYYY

she is so chill

like you could tell her that Belos is at the door with a warrant for her immediate execution and she will be like

"eh that's a problem for later, can you get me a drink doll?"

sometimes she treats you like her slave

but in the best way

she will gives you kisses in penance

whenever she goes out she brings you back cool trinkets she found interesting

you are luz's other parent at this point

luz always pretends to gag/vomit when you two kiss or hug

Eda would smile because she used to do that exact same thing at her age

hooty is always up in your personal business

but Eda sorts that out pretty quick

Lilith clawthorne~

literally a walking dictionary

she will randomly come up to you and spout a random fact she learnt that day

she thinks it cools and hopes you do too

when you are chilling out cuddling she will just randomly mutter

"did you know pigs orgasms last 30 minutes?"

(she definately would not say that but thats the only fact i know that is stuck in my mind so bear with)

she also likes to watch you use your magic and gives you some helpful tips

you also give her advice whenever she needs it, it's hard trying to deal with everything herself sometimes so she enjoys it when she just gets to rant about her stress while you stroke her hair

she ADORES it when you stroke her hair

it's really comforting for her

you defo call her "lils"

and she loves it

#the owl house #toh #edric blight #emira blight #eda clawthorne #lilith clawthorne #x reader #edric blight x reader #emira blight x reader #eda clawthorne x reader #lilith clawthorne x reader #the owl house x reader

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bratshaws · 2 years

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goodness gracious 36. brb x oc

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pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

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Jolene sniffed around Bradley’s apartment with curiosity, her sock monkey lodged in her maw as she got used to the new surroundings. Thankfully, Jolene wasn’t a dog that got anxious in different spaces, amazingly, no one could really explain why but she got accustomed very quickly to wherever she had to stay.

Before Beatrice moved to her house she feared that Jolene wouldn’t like it since she lived with her parents in a house with a large backyard and a lot of space. Bea’s biggest fear was that she’d have to return Jolene to her parents because she didn’t get used to the new place, but on the first day she got to the house Jolene immediately lied on the backyard with her tummy up to enjoy the sunshine.

She had never been in an apartment and while Bradley’s apartment was large, Beatrice didn’t know how Jojo would get used to it. So far it seemed fine, the pitbull was just sniffing around and looking out the large windows with interest. Bradley assured Beatrice that it was fine, that she shouldn’t worry so much but he also knew Bea and she would worry about certain things.

Jolene was trained, so that was good, she only liked to sleep in random places like a couch or a chair or even under a coffee table, but she’d never lie down on a bed. Beatrice tried, but the dog liked having a space just for herself - and no dog beds weren’t enough for her - so she could sprawl without issues.

Beatrice sighed, knowing that even if she worried, Jolene would be okay. She thinks. As for her, she was just annoyed. She couldn’t put weight on her ankle so she had to hop around or use Bradley so she could walk, she couldn’t stand up for too long or move too long or else her ankle would scream for mercy. She did take an ibuprofen when the pain got too severe, eventually subsiding into a gentle yet annoying throbbing.

Bradley, who by the love of God was the sweetest man she’s ever met, told her she could put her clothes in his closet since he had space for it. She questioned how much space and he said “A whole drawer and the other side of the closet.” with a charming smile. Beatrice told him it was fine, she could keep her things in the red suitcase she brought but he wasn’t buying it.

So, heaving out a deep sigh - but still smiling - Beatrice put her clothes inside the closet while sitting on his chair. She had to keep the foot elevated, so she used her suitcase to prop it up. At least she was doing something after all. Even if it wasn’t as ideal as she’d want.

She also called her parents, just to let them know what happened and they wouldn’t worry. “No, mama, I’m not in the hospital. I was yesterday–no, no I’m not sick, I twisted my ankle and I’m staying with Bradley.” Beatrice frowned with the phone pressed between her shoulder and her ear, “No, no, mama listen, listen, Bradley isn’t in the hospital. He’s not hurt, I twisted my ankle and I am staying with him until it heals because I won’t have to go up the stairs anywhere while I’m here.”

Beatrice sighs deeply, using her free hand to rub her forehead, “Mama, I’m not sick. No,I won’t have to undergo surgery– can I talk to dad? Please? Thanks, I love you.” she looked up when Bradley appeared on the door, leaning against the doorframe with a little smirk on his face, crossing his arms, “Papá? Yes, it’s me. Can you tell mom to please calm down because I’m not hurt severely, I just twisted my ankle?...no I’m fine, I just tore a few ligaments but it’s not bad enough to undergo surgery. Yes, yes I know. Yeah, I’m staying with Brad. Hmhm, yes, yes I know. No he said it’s fine, I asked him that too.” she smiles when she feels his lips touching her bare neck “I will, I promise, I love you too. Bye.” she finished the call with a heavy sigh, “Jesus.”

“Is your mom okay?”

“Yeah, she’ll be fine.” she says, tossing the phone on top of his desk, “She just gets paranoid whenever something like that happens. One time Leo broke his wrist while surfing and she had a breakdown thinking he was in the ICU…it was a whole thing, she gets really intense with stuff like that.” he hums against her neck, watching her place her folded clothes inside the drawer with a smile.

He liked this. A lot.

While not ideal he was glad she said yes. He wouldn’t mind it at all, they’d spend more time together and she’d have some of her things in his place. “I already put your shampoos and soaps in the bathroom.” he says, pecking the curve of her shoulder, “So you don’t have to worry about that.”

“Thanks Brad.” she smiles, giving him a kind look before going back to the final pieces of clothing, “I’m almost done here, too.” the clicking of claws against the floor meant that Jolene was coming, this time to sniff around his room curiously. The pitbull sniffed his bed, then the side tables, then entered his bathroom with the sock monkey still in her mouth looking around with interest before she walked back out.

Jolene, while confused by her new surroundings, seemed to be at ease the more she walked around, finally deciding that she’d take her spot on Bradley’s couch once she was done surveying the whole area.

“Alright. I think that’s everything.” she says after shutting the drawer, opening her suitcase to check if there was anything else and thankfully there wasn’t. After that she just sighs, leaning back on the chair and glaring down at her foot, “I should’ve paid more attention.” she murmurs, “You know? Maybe I could’ve just bruised my knee at best, instead of tearing ligaments.”

Bradley looks at her bandaged ankle just as she was, standing to his full height behind her, “You can’t know what will hurt you or not.” he says above her head, smiling when she tilts it backwards to look up at him, “Considering everything, it could’ve been much worse.”

“You said that…”

“But think of it this way.” he walks around the chair to stand by her side, “Now you are going to be taken care of and pampered,” she smiles softly, dropping her gaze away from him with her cheeks turned red, “Matter of fact,” he scoops her up in his arms, making Bea squeak out in surprise and wrap her arms around his neck as he lifts her from the chair, using a foot to put it back to where it was against his desk. She giggles, hugging his neck to keep herself upright, “I feel like pampering you right now.”

Beatrice laughs even more, her cheeks hurting from smiling so much as she looks at him. “Yeah?” she asks, letting go of his neck when he lowers her on his bed. He nods, smiling before pressing his lips on her and holding himself over her body with his arms, Beatrice only laughed more, the sof smacking sounds of their kissing being the only sound they could hear in the room.

“Yeah.” he replies, kissing her one more time, “Because you deserve to be pampered.” he loved how her cheeks reddened so much, kissing them and feeling the warmth touch his own lips when he did so, “We are going to have lunch here, watch Rupaul’s Drag Race and then I’m going to cuddle the hell out of you.”

Beatrice’s eyes shone with adoration, but she nodded, “Okay.” was her soft reply, cupping his cheeks to kiss him one last time before he pushed himself off the bed and out of the room, giving her one last look and a smile until he disappeared from her view. She sighed dreamily, chewing the corner of her mouth and looking back at her bandaged foot propped up on his bed. Maybe it wasn’t all bad.

She also brought some of her drawing supplies, not her painting supplies since it’d be too much stuff. She could draw to pass the time too if it occurred to her, if the inspiration hit her. She had a feeling it would.

How long has it been? Three months, well…two if she removed the time he was deployed but still, it was the best months of her life. He was a dream come true in all aspects, he was a wonderful boyfriend, he was caring, he was sweet and he was always making sure she’d be comfortable with whatever they were to do.

The…meeting with Eric a few days back genuinely rocked her but not how she thought it would. Yes she was surprised to see him again, but she didn’t feel…panicked. She always thought she’d be terrified when she saw him, because she thought she would never find someone else, that she’d be single and living with her dog away from society and that he’d make fun of her because it’d be obvious.

But no, she wasn’t even angry. She was just surprised and didn’t want to talk to him even though he did for some odd reason, even trying to follow her as she left him standing there looking like an idiot. She frowns, clicking her tongue against her teeth, trying to understand why after so long he showed up like that.

Oh,well, it doesn’t matter now.

Coincidences happened, it was all a big coincidence and she’d never see him again. It didn't matter anymore, she was happy, she had a handsome man who loved her so much - and made sure to show it quite often- she had a job she liked, friends who liked her and she got herself her own place. She was in a good spot in her life, she thought with a smile, she really was.

“Ah!” she yelps, hissing through her teeth, “Oh God, it’s cold!”

“It’s an ice pack, baby, It will be cold.” he chuckles after lowering the gel ice pack on top of the towel above her bandaged foot, “You’ll just need it for twenty minutes. Doctor orders remember?”

Beatrice groans, clenching her eyes when the ice immediately makes her ankle throb with another wave of pain, “Twenty minutes is too long.” she complains without being able to help herself, “With how much medicine advanced you’d think there’d be easier ways to take care of wounds and bruises.” he smiles, going back to his desk to pick her phone and then lie down next to her, “I mean, we have robots that can do surgeries! But nothing that heals a sprained ankle faster?”

He leaned back against his headboard, propping her foot right on top of his leg, patting her thigh fondly, “You’ll live.” he chuckles, not being able to help himself and press a kiss to her jutted lower lip.

She hums against his mouth, still pouting a bit when he pulls back, “I know, it’s just because the weather is cold and I’m cold.” she murmurs, “You know my nonna used to grab a bunch of herbs from her garden, crush everything with pure alcohol and rub on wherever it was hurting. And it always worked.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.” She smiles, holding onto his arm as she gets comfortable and he places the laptop on a pillow that’d stay on both of their laps, Rupaul’s Drag Race already being played, “We all joke how our aunt Martha is a witch, but…you know, she must’ve learned it from somewhere. And my nonna also found out when my mom was pregnant too, before everyone.”

And she was right at every child too, even mentioning once they’d have six kids: three girls and three boys. No one questioned, they all thought it was some ancient Sicilian magic that she had ever since she was a child, since she could predict changes in weather and sometimes even talk to birds.

Beatrice remembers seeing her nonna talking to a hummingbird, holding up a thimble with sugar water in the palm of her hand, the little bird sitting on her fingers as it drank from the tiny cup. “She used to believe in fairies and elves.” she says, resting her chin on his shoulder as they watch the final episode of season 13 “Like, if something went missing in her house it was because a gnome or an elf stole it, so she’d leave sugar cubes for them in exchange of her things back.”

For some reason he could see all of that through Beatrice. The way she spoke about her grandmother and the connection the two had, meant they had more in common than the rest of the family. He could understand that, after all, he and his mother were thick as thieves for a good part of his life, no one knew the things his mother did about him.

“What was her name?” he asks,”Your nonna’s?”

Beatrice smiles, “Giorgia, we called her Gigi but she didn’t really like it.” she says, chuckling a bit “She preferred Gio the most.” she pulls back her phone and opens the gallery, then furrows her eyebrows, “I think-here! I have a picture of her.”

She shows the screen to Bradley, who immediately smiles seeing the picture was of an elderly woman with thick brown hair in an updo, thick rimmed glasses and red lipstick, holding a little girl in her arms. They were standing in front of a large garden, with orange trees and a giant cane corso dog in the background, with the little girl holding onto the older woman's white lace shirt, looking at the camera with big green eyes.

It was obvious the little girl was Beatrice, why would she have a picture of her nonna holding any other baby that wasn’t her? But even if he wasn’t sure, it was the big green eyes that gave it away. She is beautiful now, but she was such a cute baby, her hair back then was much lighter but just as voluminous. “I was two in this picture.” she says, “That’s her garden and those were the orange trees she used to have.”

Bradley smiles, looking back at Beatrice to see her eyes soften the longer she looks, “You two look very alike.” she blinks, lifting her head towards him, “I think, especially here,” he rubs his knuckle over her brow bone “And here.” he touches her high cheekbones with the grin remaining when she blushes a soft red.

She smiles sweetly, looking back at the picture as if she’s trying to make the connection and see if it made sense, “I never…thought about that.” she lowers the phone, nuzzling his shoulder and wincing at a sudden throb coming from her ankle, but she feels a lot better than before, ‘Thank you, Roos.”

Bradley presses a kiss to the top of her head, “Anytime, angel.” she feels one of his arms slipping behind her to comb the long brown tresses, a movement that makes her relax immediately. It doesn’t take long for Beatrice to doze off while the two watch the finale of Rupaul’s Drag Race.

He doesn’t move a lot when he feels she’s asleep, the medication undoubtedly made her feel a lot more drowsy than before. He watches the finale in silence, but he’s very happy to know Symone won as she was his favorite from the start, turning the pc off and putting it aside alongside her phone. Thankfully the towel soaked up the moisture from the ice pack and nothing dribbled from her ankle down his leg.

He gently picked it up, unwrapping the velcro compression bracer to check on it. It was still very red but it looked less swollen already. Bradley looks back at Beatrice again, seeing her face was hidden by the brown hair as she slept, one of her hands underneath her head while the other reached for his pillow in her sleep. As careful as he could, he stood up from the bed to toss the ice pack gel back in his freezer, looking back to where Jolene was currently lying on his couch.

Jolene’s tail thumps on the couch when Bradley gets closer, scratching her between the ears before he walks back into his bedroom. His apartment was already smelling like lavender again, every single corner.

He picked a blanket from his closet, looking back at Beatrice who was still lying on her side, her good leg curled up to an almost fetal position, still holding onto his pillow but this time her face was buried on it. His chest felt warm with adoration the longer he looked, “She’s so cute.” he muttered to himself, draping the blanket on her first before he slipped under it, gently touching her head so she’d give him space to lie down.

Beatrice opened her bleary eyes, then buried her face on his neck, tucking her arms between the two of them like she’s been doing these past days. He questioned her once if it wasn’t uncomfortable and she said it was actually really nice, it made her feel like a bit of a cocoon when she did that. He didn’t mind it either, burying his nose on her hair, closing his eyes at the waft of her floral shampoo and conditioner, smiling to himself.

She hummed sleepily against him, muttering his name quietly and he could swear he could feel her smiling against his skin before he too couldn’t keep his eyes open. It was Sunday afternoon and it was cold, there wasn’t a reason for either of them to be awake right now.

Plus she was very warm and he didn’t want to let go of her so soon.

While he never dreams while napping, he caught glimpses of something when he was asleep. Figures and shapes without any reason, colors that reminded him of things and nothing at all, voices that sounded familiar but too far away for him to figure out who it’d be. It was all very confusing, but it didn’t last long in his head.

When he woke up, about three hours after they fell asleep, he blinked his eyes hard when he felt Beatrice’s body move against his, the mass of brown hair separating to show her sleepy face, “Hey.” he said softly, making her smile and nuzzling his neck again.

“I really like your voice, Roos.” she murmurs, voice slurred and a bit quiet “It’s so hot.”

Bradley blinks in surprise, waking up a bit faster at her sudden confession, “Yeah?” she nods against his neck, humming even more.

“It’s so…nice, it’s like honey.” she says, her eyes closed and her soft warm breath hitting the skin that isn’t covered by his shirt, “It’s deep and so attractive.” she giggles tiredly, “I could hear you for hours and never get tired.”

Rooster chuckles gently, wrapping his arms around her waist to bring her closer, pressing his lips to her ear, “For hours?” she nods, “What would I be saying to you for so long then?”

“Anything.” she says, “You could tell me the ingredients of a bottle of ketchup and I’d still love it.” finally she seems to be waking up more, fidgeting a bit in his arms and lifting her head, her cheeks stained red but her smile present, “And your accent too.”

She looked so good with her hair all mussed up, her own voice getting more attractive because of her slumber as she looks up at him. Bradley could only watch her watch him with her eyes heavy lidded and still waking up, “You keep looking at me like that and I’ll have to break doctor’s orders about strenuous activities.”

Beatrice just grins, “Not my fault.” she replies, her voice distorting in a yawn before she winces as she adjusts herself on the bed with her good leg, dropping her sprained ankle from where he propped by his side, “Ow.”

“You okay?”

“It just hurts.” she moans, wincing again, “I’ll be fine.”

Rooster smiles sweetly at her, “I know, gorgeous.” he kisses her temple, rubbing her cheek and her pouty lower lip “ I’ll go get the ice pack,” she groans at that, covering her face with the blanket in hopes she’d hide herself, only for the pilot to pull it back and expose her face again, kissing the tip of her nose before he got up to slide his hands under her body so he could carry her bridal style out of the bedroom and into the living room.

Beatrice yawned one more time, rubbing her face with a hand as he set her down on the couch, thanking him with a kiss before he disappeared into the kitchen. Jolene propped her head on Bea’s lap, huffing happily as Rooster came back with the towel and the gel ice pack.

Much like before the second she felt the cold on her ankle the pain shot all over her body, making her toes curl and a quiet curse leave her lips, “Did you know,” she says in hopes it’d help distract her from the pain, “I never broke a bone?”

Bradley looks down at her as if she’s joking, then he blinks, “Wait, really?” she nods her head positively “Never? Never ever?” he drops down next to her on the couch,opposite of Jolene and placing her leg on top of his much like before on the bed, “How’s that possible?”

“Well,” she groans, “I was always a careful kid. I scraped myself a lot and had bruises, but I never broke anything. My nonna always said it was because I drank so much milk as a child it made my bones strong as iron.” Bradley huffs out a laugh, shaking his head as he looks at her wrapped ankle, “Did you?”

His eyebrows went up and then down, his eyes closed with an ‘oh yeah’ face, “Absolutely. I broke quite a few bones.” he starts gesturing to the parts of his body where he hurt himself, “I broke my arm once while driving my bike, my pinky finger at soccer, almost broke my nose at a fight too. I was a very adventurous kid.”

Beatrice stared at him with wide eyes, “God, that’s…a lot of bones, Brad.”

“Yeah, the doctors said I was an anomaly because my bones healed without giving me issues. Like,” he curls his pinky, “I bent this one in a way you’d think I could never do this again and yet here it is, as good as new.”

Beatrice frowns, taking his hand in hers to have a better look. She purses her lips a bit, looking back at him “God the worst that happened to me…was when I dislocated my shoulder in high school. I was late, the halls were wet…I slipped and fell. It hurt like a bitch.”

“Oh, yeah, I dislocated my shoulder once too and I put it back before I went home.” he says casually, earning his girlfriend’s worried gaze and he chuckles, “Yeah, didn’t have to go to the hospital or anything.”

“I don’t know if I should be worried or impressed.” he laughs louder at that, which Beatrice joins in in a quiet chuckle, “I’m serious, a dislocated shoulder sucks a lot.”

“I didn’t want my mom to worry.” he says quietly, looking at their joined hands with his eyebrows low, “More than she already did.” Beatrice’s soft whisper of his name made his sad smile grow fond as he looked at her, leaning down to kiss her forehead then her lips, humming into her mouth when she kept their lips together for a while longer.

Beatrice pulls back and cups his cheeks, rubbing her thumbs over his cheekbones and smiling when his eyes closed and his shoulders relaxed, “Well, even if she worried,” he opens his eyes then, “She did because she loved you.” she saw his eyes glazed over, but his cheeks curved up in a smile, flexing under her touch “It’s how moms work.”

Bradley chuckles, “Yeah,it is.” he says, pulling her hands back to kiss her lips one more time, swallowing her light giggle but breaking the kiss before it deepened even more, “Man these weeks will be hard.” he whispers against her mouth, ‘For obvious reasons.”

“You are the one repeating it’s doctor’s orders.” she smiles, combing back his sandy locks, “It’s not like you can’t control yourself, right?”

She knew exactly what she was doing, with that little smile and the way her head tilted to the left. “...yeah…” he replies breathily, grinning before meeting her lips again, “It’s not like I can’t control myself.”

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Byler Analysis

This focuses mostly, but not only, on Mike Wheeler, because he's my favorite character who just deals with internalized homophobia (me fr).

I'm doing this episode by episode, starting from Season 1, ofc.

The time stamps on this episode are kind've iffy, just a few seconds off but the events I talk about happen at around the time that I put in, it should get more accurate as you go along, my phone was bugging out.

Also, please, I know some things might be stretches, but I truly believe almost everything has signuficance in this show, I payed attention to small details, like posters and pictures, I probably didn't even catch all of the hints, but anyways, I hope you enjoy this!

Season 1

Chapter One: The Vanishing of Will Byers

(01:50) The boys are playing Dungeons and Dragons, it foreshadows Wills disappearance

(02:10) I noticed stalkerish camera work on Mike, it happens a lot to Will before he disappears, as well as Nancy when she sees the demogorgan, it's like we're looking through the demogorgans eyes, but why do we see this with Mike? I see @lesbianmindflayer talk about this on her YouTube channel, but I didn't know that it started as early as episode one, literally two minutes in. It kinda makes sense for Mike to be a Vecna victim, especially because he's close to the two people that Vecna is after, Will and El. I suggest you watch "Why Mike Wheeler is Vecna's next victim (theory)" and "Who or What is watching Mike Wheeler? Compilation Reference." both by @lesbianmindflayer on YouTube.

(02:30) 13 is usually associated with being unlucky, and it is also associated with evil, but in this scene, it is good if Will rolled a 13 or higher, but no, he rolls a 7, which is associated with godliness and religion, but in this scene, it is bad. This may not be referencing anything in future seasons, and it may not be important, but it is quite interesting to me how they kinda reversed the meanings of the numbers.

(02:50) Random Pizza box, I'm pretty sure it reads "Pizza One", could be referencing Season 4?? I also think the way everyone panics and looks for the dice is a reference to how just like the dice went missing, Will did too. There's also a small poster on the wall on the right hand side of this scene, it shows a rainbow poster with a heart, now, Mike obviously is "the heart", according to Will.

(03:24) This is kinda far fetched but the guy on the TV looks awfully similar to Billy

(03:30) lot's of bird imagry, not sure what this means, but we see a specific owl picture multiple times in this Season, we also hear random Owl noises sometimes in this Season for like no reason whatsoever

(03:51) Another bird picture on the wall, I'm also pretty sure that "stranger things on stage", a canonical stage play, used a bird symbol on stage. They're trying to tell us something, I know it. (I think I'm going crazy help lol)

(04:20) More stalkerish camera work on the entire party, we see Wills bike for the first time in the show, which is very significant, as it is in every stranger things poster with Will, even if it's not quite in place, and we hear his bike sound repeatedly in Season 4, Will's bike is associated with trauma, I'm pretty sure. @willbyersabyss has a post about this, I think!

(04:32) Will tells Mike that he rolled a 7 and that the demogorgan got him, obviously foreshadowing his disappearance.

(04:46) Stalkerish camera now only on Mike, as the light flickers. Bro even looks up like "huh?" (CONFUSED MIKE). Anyways #flickergate PLEASE.

(05:34) X-men 134, I'm pretty sure this comic focused on Jean Grey (homophobic queen/j), which most likely represents El. It also foreshadows both Will and El's story line in this season.

(05:55) We see Will riding his bike home, with his yellow bike light reflecting onto the ground. Might be a reference of him being stuck in the upside down, and also him being the one to communicate with Joyce through the lights. Ah, we finally see the 'demogorgan', which is actually, most likely Vecna, and we hear Will's bike sound for the first time. From here on, we see the same stalkerish camera work used on Mike, now being used on Will. We also see Will's dog barking, and the same thing happens to Max.

(08:15) FINALLY. Eight One Five. No - Eight Fifteen. The exact moment when Will Byers goes missing. This timestamp is brought up in season 2, along with an addition the the sound track, "Eight Fifteen". Ha. Anyways, I actually really don't know if they're gonna do anything with these numbers, but if they do, I really wanna know what. Also, can we talk about the way in which Will goes missing? It zooms in on the light, the light turns extremely bright, and then he's just, gone? That's not what happened to Max when she got Vecna'd, her body was still here. And when the Hawkins gang went into the upside down, they had to go through the gate, they didn't just disappear into thin air. Something weird happened with Will. That's why we don't see it, and instead see the lights. Also, we never see Will talk about it ever again??? He may have forgotten his trauma, like El, as a coping mechanism, but it's just so weird to me, weird how he knew to talk to Joyce with the lights, weird how he knew to sing his favourite song, weird how he was kept alive for what, 2 weeks without food and water? Whilst barb died immediately as she entered the upside down. Weird how the upside down is literally stuck on the day that Will went missing. Weird how El literally knew him and pointed to his picture even though she never met him before. Just, all a little weird.

(11:33) Dragon poster on Will's wall, possible reference to season 4 painting.

(12:10) Mike puts syrup on his eggs, so does Will (well, in season 3, whilst he's talking about how he's not gonna fall in love). Mike is also wearing a shirt with blue and yellow stripes.

(12:55) Mike is the only one who seems worried about Will, it hadn't even been established that Will was missing, but he's still worried because he can't see his best platonic buddy.

(13:15) Mike is called "frogface", a reference to season 4 and also kermit the frog, a reference to basically the whole suzies house scene, a very, very gay scene for Mike, but we'll get to that when the time comes.

(13:48) Makes Dustin feel better about the bullying by comparing him to someone with superpowers, Mr Fantastic (cause he can stretch and stuff get it, well done Mike). I think this can be taken back to El, with superpowers, Mike only begins to show that he likes her when he realizes that she knows where Will is, and that she has cool powers that could help with finding him. As soon as he thinks Will is dead, he gets mad at her (for basically no reason). In fact, before he realized that she could help, he was making plans to send her back to where ever she came from lmfao, he didn't care, he was trying to be nice. El also literally told Mike in season 4, "the way you were looking at me, I felt like a monster." Whilst Will said in the van, "you make her feel like she's good for being different-" a completely contradiction to what El told him, which is why I truly think Mike knows that Will was projecting, just a lil, because most of the stuff Will was saying was contradicting El's statements. Mike literally says in his monologue, "You're my superhero." But she's not, she's not his superhero and she doesn't want to be either, that's why El feels that way, she doesn't want to be something she's not, and Mike doesn't have to be something he's not either. Anyways, we'll come back to this in the Season 4 analysis.

(17:48) Joyce says "He's a sensitive kid." A direct parallel to Vecna as a child, which is why I think Will has something Vecna wants, why Will was kept alive, because he's just like him.

(17:52) We understand that when Joyce said "different", she meant queer. And Hopper even asks, "is he?", and Joyce is like "are you serious rn bro", but I think Hopper is kinda right, he thinks Will might've been hatecrimed for being gay, that's how bad these situations can be.

(18:20) Joyce says "what about the other time, the one, the one!" could be a reference to 001/Vecna.

(18:25) Another reference to a bird, an owl, to be specific, and again, we hear Owl noises a lot this season.

(21:20) We see El for the first time, my pookie.

(22:52) First interaction we see with El and another person, that person calls her a boy, she's literally always called a boy this season it's not even funny anymore, Mike Wheeler I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE. What is bro even hiding at this point.

(23:14) We see 'boy' behind Mr Clarke on the board, idk what this means here but we see this A LOT with Mike in season 3 and season 4

(25:40) 'Castle Byers' is painted in yellow whilst behind the structure of the castle is blue

(26:00) We see a tiger in castle byers, reference to season 4 poster that says "freshmen love their tigers" (💀). We then see a lot of Tigers in Will's room at California, and Mike is a freshman...

(34:56) Mike does to El in season 4 when they're eating what he does to his sister in season 1, a familial parallel, hinting that Mike loves El in a platonic way, but because of heteronormativity, he thinks that because El is a girl and he's a boy that he has to like her in a romantic way.

(36:25) Ted makes a homophobic comment and Mike immediately is defensive. He says that he's the only one that cares about Will, which, isn't really true, I mean, Joyce, Jonathan, Lucas, Dustin? Do they not exist? So Ted says, "We care." Which, again, maybe they do,but no one loves Will as much as Joyce and Mike do in this season, yes, other people care, but clearly, love outshines all of them, so, Mike is using "care" as a cover up for "love", obviously he'll get mad that no one gets it, because he cares, but in a different way.

(45:57) Mikes torch, which was once yellow (Wills colour) before, turns purple (Els colour).

(46:00) Mike meets El, she's wearing a yellow shirt, Mike literally could not give a shit, he looks confused, even slightly angry that El is not Will, but again, mostly confused, like, why is there a random person in the woods what is going on. And in the next episode, he's mostly worried about sending her home, but again, yeah, I'll talk about that later lmaoo.

I hope you liked this pookies, I'll do episode 2 tomorrow.

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