#nothing is straigt

[frostythefrostedfox]

Sonic was idly tapping his foot as he stood by a glass table with an ominous bottle filled with a strange liquid, labelled "Drink me"

"Should I?..." He asks to himself as he ponders his options, and so far they are not many, that small door in front of him isn't going to open by itself, the other doors are locked and the only answer seems to be the bottle

"One more try wouldn't hurt, right?" He thought to himself before going door by door again, locked door after locked door until one of them creaked, it was unlocked. Finally something, did he missed this door when he was checking them before? Maybe, there are so many that is almost impossible to keep track of which ones he tried and which ones he didn't.

Taking a peek inside the door and it was nothing but darkness, pure straight up darkness, although the inside of the room smelled like sea breeze and it felt warm; Sonic leaned against the door to take a sniff out of it a couple times, if his eyes weren't able to guide him, maybe his nose would, and so he dared to take a step inside... And inmediately fall into an endless pit of void, nothingness and darkness.

The blue hedgehog just snored as he slept peacefully by the shore.

Eventually some water goes up Sonic's nose and wakes him up from his slumber

"Man, that sure was a crazy..." He paused mid sentence as he looked around, he thought he had woken up from his previous 'dream', the one about that crazy hallways he was in, but this wasn't the place he fell asleep at, he was holding a book and he was in a tree by Tails' workshop, but now he had no book, this wasn't a tree and Tails certainly doesn't lives by a beach.

He quickly stands up and tries to collect himself "I.. Uh... What?"

Sonic starts to wander around the small island he is at, starting by walking straight forward, a bunch of trees could be seen in the distance so maybe someone lived nearby?

Eventually his walk became a stroll and then it became a full speed run, but the trees never seemed to come closer, he could tell he was getting farther from the beach, but he kept running on sand, as if the trees were moving away from him at the same speed he was running towards them, he suddenly stopped and decided to run the opposite way, as a way to make sure it wasn't his mind playing tricks on him.

After a couple seconds he found himself by the same patch of beach that he had waken up at, it still had some of his figure imprint on the sand and everything. How was that possible? He was running for at least five minutes, how come he never got far from the beach? He was running in a straigt line, he should be miles away of the beach by now.

Sonic scratched his head, this place sure was weird, maybe he would have better luck exploring the shoreline, which he did.

It wasn't long until he found what seems to be a wrecked ship, but there weren't any other ships around, it doesn't even seems like there was anyone living on this island, so why would a ship come this close to land? Maybe it was drifted ashore from somewhere else?

Sonic decided to get closer to the wreckage to investigate a bit, maybe he would find something useful, or at least a clue to where he is now and how to get back if it wasn't too much to ask.

"Huh? Is that... elevator music?" He wondered as he peeked inside the ship's remains, not only that but he also caught glimpses of different types of poolwear and pool related equipment, like a noodle floater and some swimming goggles "What is all of that doing here? And where is the music coming from" He continued to ponder, and before long his own curiosity got the best of him and he decided to investigate further by getting inside the ship's wooden body.

He took a foot inside, lowered his head so he wouldn't hit it with the top and then put the other foot inside; the insides of the ship were filled with pool related paraphernalia... Towels, swimming caps, goggles, different animal floaters... Was someone using the wreckage as a storage unit? And more importantly, where was that music coming from.

Sonic continued to investigate the ship, looking for the source of the music, after venturing deep into the hull, he found himself in complete darkness again, he tried to turn back to where he came from, but after taking a couple steps he found himself... elsewhere?

What?

"How did the... It was... What?" Sonic turned around himself a couple times as he scratches his head, he leans against a wall so he can try and retrace his steps.

"Okay so... I fell thru that door... Then i was at that beach, I found the ship, I got inside and when i tried to get out I came out thru a door... What?" Sonic said out loud, trying to make sense of the whole trip he just had in less than an hour, he turned his head to the right, where the door he walked out of was still open, just adding more to his confusion.

The blue hedgehog walked around the place for a little bit, all he could see on the windows was a light shade of red and orange, a sunset, which was a different time than when he was at the beach, as things were far darker in there... Did he really spent that much time "Travelling" or was time flowing backwards here?.

He continued to explore the place he found himself in, he could still hear the music he heard inside the ship, expcet now it was crisp and clear, or at least as clear as those cheap speakers hanging from the corners of the room could make it, in front of him was a pool, lit by lights so he could see the bottom; he certainly wasn't a fan of pools or other deep bodies of water but after all he had been thru, he could just take his shoes off and sit by it.

And so he did, he took his shoes off and left them where they wouldn't get wet before sitting by the edge of the pool, looking down at it as he did so, he wasn't sure if the pool really was THAT deep or it was his mind making it seem so... Everything just looks huge when you're 3 feet tall; so he decided to get a grip of the metal ladder that you usually use to get in and out of the pool, he took a deep breath as he dipped his feet inside the water, which was surprisingly warmer than he expected it to be, maybe inside pools weren't as bad as he originally though, as scarily deep as they could be.

He let his entire body relax, even closed his eyes for a bit, taking a small nap.

After waking up he got up from his seat and went to look for a towel but after a couple steps on the floor he realized that his feet weren't wet, he didn't even left a single drop on the ground after getting off the pool, this place sure was strange.

Sonic shrugged, at this point this was the most normal thing he had found so far, he grabbed his shoes and wore them again so he could continue his "adventure", if it could even be called that.

The hedgehog walks thru that open door that has been ominously open this entire time, but instead of going back where he came from, the ship, he walks inside a hotel hallway, filled with sounds of people walking and moving around, sure it was a busy hotel, or at least it sounded like one, because he couldn't see a single soul, he was alone there

"Oh great, another hallway... Funny, really funny" He said as he kept wallking around, except that this time he found a door open to his left, which he promptly entered.

A bar?

"This is interesting..." Sonic thought to himself as he walked around the place, the place still sounded busy, the clicking of glasses, the steps of shoes on the floor, the moving of chairs, the leather stretching as people sits down and stands...

He looks around the room to find the same speakers as in the pool, but they are playing a completely different song than before, he gets closer to one of the corners so he can listen to it a lot better

"Huh... I have heard that song before somewhere... What was it..." He continued to think of the name of the song, Sonic is 99.99% sure he had heard this song before, but he can't point a finger where, but it just sounds so familiar. He takes a seat in the bar as he thinks about it, he doesn't his eyes from the speaker for a second as he does so "Eyes... Eyes something... Ugh..."

Eventually his thinking is interrupted by the sound of a glass being put on his table "Huh?" He reacted as he looks around the room, who brought this to him? There was nobody but him there, he continued to hear steps around, but that was just ambience music right? It wasn't like there was invisible people all walking around him, right... Right?

Sonic looked at the contents of the drink for a solid minute before taking the glass on his hand and shaking it a little, it looks like a normal drink except it is dark brown, it looked like whiskey, although he discarded that option as soon as he smelled it, it didn't smelled like alcohol or anything of the sorts, it smelled sweet, like cake, but also a bit roasted, like turkey.

The hedgehog took a deep breath and closed his eyes before taking the entire contents of the glass in a single chug, he almost spitted it back but managed to swallow the entirety of it, it certainly didn't tasted like it smelled, not like that was a bad thing, but it certainly caught him off guard.

"Toasted almonds? That's and odd flavour fo---" Eventually it clicked inside him, he looked back at the speaker "Goodbye Almond Eyes, that's the song, but I don't remember it sounding like that..." He said.

Why would that song be playing in a place like this? Sure it was a good song but not exactly a popular one, and this version is even less known...

Eventually the sounds of the bar started to die down, the walking became more sparse and the clicking of the glasses did as well, Sonic understood that was his cue to leave the bar, as if the place was giving him a warning of sorts that he shouldn't stay longer than intended on any given location.

He simply stood from his chair, looked at the empty glass once again "Interesting flavour..." He repeated before walking towards the same door he came in, and just like the other times, he found himself in a different place, but this one he had been in before, it was the same hallway that he was originally in. Was this just a trick of this weird place he found himself in? Was that just something he imagined? Did he just fell asleep as he was thinking about how to proceed?

Only one thing was clear

Something inside him was reassuring him that drinking that ominous "Drink me" bottle wouldn't bring him any harm.

And so he did.

Wonderland Sonic belongs to @kittydoremi

#sonic the hedgehog #sonic #3d #3dtumblr #sth #sonic au #sonic alice in wonderland #fanfic #writing

[klein-babylon]

Possible laneway outfit. I’m going basic. Denim mini skirt + long socks not sure what colour yet. Maybe black. + either wearing brown silk off shoulder blouse, navy blue long sleeve, light purple backless top, or purple sheer mesh top with diamantes giving y2k booooots. Also shoes are gonna be my light blue ASICS gels

And then makeup will be.. well I’m not sure atm. Black and brown Smokey eye, pale pink glossy lips. Or just a glitter moment. I need rhinestones for sure..

Then hair will be either in braids or straightened BONE STRAIGT Russian barbie. And then all of this sounds really boring.. and then I will accessorise to the gods.. hair clips bag earrings necklace bracelets. Gonna wear like lots of bangles. Also secured ket but nothing else. Might need to crowdsource melb tumblr for pingers

[jamsofdeath0]

people cant queerbait btw. like dont make me remind yall have how weird people were about dan&phil. or how irrationally mad people were about love, simons author being a "straigt woman". So mad an actual person had to come out or deal with harrasment. peoples sexuality is none of your business. and anyone can write any kind of story and act any sort of way and mean nothing about their potential queer identity. maybe that youtuber and their homie are playing gay chicken on camera but they aint your business. yall better stop fucking dragging puplic figures out of the closet.

[hewholivesinhisname]

The Parallel Morality

There's a kind of morality I have.

God should be in charge. If god isn't in charge, there should be someone in charge and there should be a clear hierarchy of priests. Everyone should be good to the poor especially. Everyone should be working together to meet the needs of everyone. Everyone should protect the environment. People should not be overly obsessed with small infractions. women should get married, please their partners and bear children so that . People should not live consumerist lives. People should be relationship oriented. Economic sins are much more serious than sexual sins since through economic sins is everyone degraded and if everyone is sexually debauched at least there is usually babies in the next generation, besides everyone likes sex and keeping sex a secret, condemning others who have sexual practices you don't like and so on and so forth is a cause for violence of all sorts. Their should be a law and there should not be too many laws that no one knows them. There should be clarity in all things. Anonymous bad behavior especially should be condemned. People should share in all things. People should not admire the right is might types but condemn them for the evil they do. Patriarchy and straigtness is normal. All the men should get along and work with one another to the benefit of everyone. You should not abandon your friends and should put forth a good effort in all you do. In particular everyone should be working together to extend their lives and the lives of everyone else. There is corruption and lies everywhere and everyone should be speaking the truth, promoting the truth, etc. etc. You should make life a joy and endeavor to do so for others.

The parallel reality is totally different:

-So longs as you are okay, the pain of others doesn't matter (psychopathy).

-Women are sacred and nothing bad should ever happen to them. The worst thing that can happen is a man hurts a woman.

-Authority belongs not to god, but to the system and to those with high positions and titles in the system

-The beneficiaries of the system are the rich and wealthy in particular and their activities should never be questioned or attacked in any way.

-the poor are to be condemned for their weakness, stupidity and maybe they smell.

-Economic sins are no big deal because by them you get rich, and that's the important thing. Also getting famous is important.

-Endless war is not really a big deal and actually something to brag about.

-If everyone else is doing it, you are guiltless for doing it.

-faith in science, technology, humanity and "progress" is the answer.

-liberal democracy is the best government that has ever been devised and fighting the "tyranny" of kings and emperors is the most important thing.

-you can trust social workers and police and they are there to help you.

-secrecy is no big deal, especially the secrecy of the government, private property and secret societies.

-fringe conspiracy theorists, weirdos, homeless and criminals and other "bad people" are the problem and if we just throw them in jail or kill them or something, everything will get better.

-consensual homosexual activity, promoted on a mass scale is a good thing.

-all you need is love and this emotion, love can replace god and pretty much everything else.

-obeying the law rather than being moral is the important thing.

-too much intellectualism should be shunned and you can tell what is what without too much thought.

-If anything is a problem, it is religion.

-liberty and freedom are the highest moral principles, especially freedom to buy and sell and other economic activity which might lead someone to become rich.

-pettiness of all kinds is okay and billions of people all doing petty violence to each other will somehow lead to a good thing. This is kind of deified in the principles of the enlightenment which proposes that "enlightened self-interest" will lead to a good society.

-We as modern people are much smarter and better than people in the past and the past does not have much to teach us.

-The way to solve problems is generally with violence and elimination of "the bad guys"

-The medical system can be trusted and the promotion of more and more medicine in the way we do it is the answer.

-So long as you have the idea of god, you can do things in the name of god without even consulting god, consulting the holy books and following them, uh, religiously and of course there's never been too much corruption of the holy books either.

There's more of course. As time goes on you get more into this idea that the body is everything. That men are a threat and bad and that women should be empowered and dump their "sorry asses", that blacks are better than whites and you get this obsession with black slavery. Lots of other obsessions that the modern world has including throwing countless people into prison. The individual, as Alan Watt Says, is a threat and a problem because they don't go along with the group.

[rapidlydecayingcorpse]

straigt up writing right now (watching smallant and browsing tumblr interspersed with taking uquizzes and staring at nothing)

[incorrect-splatoon]

Pearl and Marina have litterally no heterosexual explanation

#every of their interaction #from start to finish #dialogue #action #chara design #nothing is straigt #splatoon #splatoon 2 #pearlina #my thoughts #change my mind

[jadetheamazing]

Me, waking up: man, I'm hungry! Can't wait to eat a nice breakfast and drink lots of water!

My executive dysfunction: hey :)

Me, sweating nervously: hey

ED: just curious, were you planning on eating today?

Me: yeah, kinda

ED: y'know, making food is overrated.

Me: sure, i guess, but i need to eat

ED: actually, why don't you go fuck yourself instead :) have a nice day

#last week i ate nothing but ham and peanut butter for 3 days straigt #i hate my adhd #executive dysfunction #jade blabbering #adhd

[hijirikaww]

Hwatts is amazing!! I love it!!

Right now I have shoulder length brown hair but ive had hot pink! I want to try blue but its expensive to keep my hair bleached and a girls got rent to pay!

I only ever eat soup when im sick! Im glad you are relaxing!! Male sure you do lots of nothing! I hope youre feeling better in time for your move!

I love all the boys but Hwa was the first one I noticed so hr has a special place in my heart.

In my time zone its alomst dinner time so I still have lots of birthday!!

Sorry if Im rambling at all im a little tipsy!!

YOURE SUPER AMAZING AND I HOPE YPU HAVE AN AMAZING DAY TOMORROW!!!!!!

Sunnyyy ☀️🌞

ahhhh I am so glad you like my joke sksjdfkljs! It is one of my favourites after all hehe~

Another fellow brunette I see! I think it is a nice colour of hair :)

HOT PINK SOUNDS AWESOME THOUGH, I AM ABOUT TO DYE ALL OF MY HAIR PINK!! (well most of it anyway) Wish me luck!!!

But yes, I totally feel you on the scale of how expensive it can be to keep your hair dyed fully @~@ I doubt I will be able to keep this up, but we gotta chase our dreams every once in a while! I can always think of another thing to do after this hehehe

Blue is an awesome colour too though! From experience it can be very hard to find a good quality blue dye that looks good and stays that way!! I am sure that one day you will be able to get your amazing blue hair uwu (like Sannie! such a cute lil blueberry!)

I thankfully recovered from my illness! My whole family ended up getting it (I wasn't the first though haha) so it was a funky couple of weeks. I am all back to normal, trying to make sure to pick up my business slowly again, as to not overwhelm myself!

I can totally see why Hwa would earn such a special place in your heart, he is truly a good human being. Please look over him well for me will you? <3

LOL you silly little tipsy pumpkin! Don't worry, photons (from sunshine) are neither a straight line of movement, nor a wave! So nobody would notice if our sunshine is a little wobbly ;)

YOU ARE A WONDERFUL BEING YOURSELF, WARMING OUR HEARTS WITH YOUR PRESENCE, THANK YOU!!!!

Wishing you the best little cutie :)

#ask! #yay #as always I answer things weeks later lol #that is just how I work I am afraid! XD #nothing personal #when people send me such lovely messages #I cannot answer it straigt away #because I need it right there in my ask box to cheer me up when I am down!! #thank you to my cute little sunshine #happy Emmy inbox times #good evening!

[phoenixmemes]

✦   |   𝐋𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫-𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐞𝐬   *   𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐏𝐭. 𝟏 

all of these are taken from the first 5 episodes of season 1 of the ‘Legion of Super-Heroes’ cartoon from 2006

❛   you  should  be  out  having  fun.   ❜

❛   i  don’t  make  mistakes  !   ❜

❛   trust  me  ,  we’re  here  for  a  reason.   ❜

❛   seriously  ,  i  don’t  need  any  help.   ❜

❛   please  don’t  tell  anyone  about  this.   ❜

❛   i  can’t  help  you  ,  i’m  sorry.   ❜

❛   even  if  i  wanted  to  ,  i  can’t  just  leave.   ❜

❛   you’ve  outdone  yourself  this  time.   ❜

❛   come  on  ,  don’t  give  up  !   ❜

❛   it’s  a  lot  to  handle  ,  i  know.   ❜

❛   it’s  kind  of  sad  ,  really  ,  watching  you  struggle  like  this.   ❜

❛   you’re  braver  than  you  look.   ❜

❛   could’ve  just  done  that  in  the  first  place  ,  you  know.   ❜

❛   okay  ,  now  you’re  creeping  me  out.   ❜

❛   was  it  something  i  said  ?   ❜

❛   not  scared  ,  are  you  ?   ❜

❛   i’m  not  worried.  there’s  no  reason  to  worry.   ❜

❛   we  have  nothing  to  worry  about  ...  hopefully.   ❜

❛   you  aren’t  a  monster  !   ❜

❛   you’re  in  control  ,  remember.   ❜

❛   you’ll  never  lay  another  finger  on  me  again.   ❜

❛   this  doesn’t  make  us  buddies  or  anything.   ❜

❛   you’ll  get  used  to  it  ...  eventually.   ❜

❛   what  if  i  can’t  control  this  monster  inside  of  me  ?   ❜

❛   come  on  ,  live  a  litte  !   ❜

❛   what  if  i  make  it  up  to  you  ?   ❜

❛   i’ve  got  a  better  idea.   ❜

❛   i’m  not  so  sure  we  should  be  doing  this.   ❜

❛   you’d  be  a  lot  easier  to  listen  to  if  you  weren’t  so  dang  bossy.   ❜

❛   this  will  never  happen  again  ,  i  promise.   ❜

❛   what  i  want  is  more  important.   ❜

❛   i’m  afraid  i  know  that  look.   ❜

❛   kicking  your  butt  is  kinda  like  a  dream  come  ture.   ❜

❛   alright  ,  i  guess  i  got  a  little  carried  away.   ❜

❛   what  did  you  do  to  me  ?   ❜

❛   okay  ,  what  did  i  just  do  ?   ❜

❛   seriously  ,  i  had  no  idea  !   ❜

❛   come  on  ,  you  can  do  better  than  that  ,  can’t  you  ?   ❜

❛   that’s  not  quite  the  reaction  i  was  hoping  for.   ❜

❛   oh  man  ,  i  don’t  like  this  at  all.   ❜

❛   i’m  running  out  of  options  here.   ❜

❛   why  do  you  have  to  try  and  upstage  me  all  the  time  ?   ❜

❛   i’m  just  here  to  set  the  record  straigt.   ❜

❛   whose  side  are  you  on  ?   ❜

❛   i  don’t  like  what  that  means.   ❜

❛   you’re  smarter  than  you  look.   ❜

❛   you  should  be  used  to  second  place  by  now.   ❜

❛   is  that  all  you’ve  got  to  say  ?   ❜

#rp meme #sentence starters #rp sentence starters #rp starters #cartoon starters #tv starters #legion of super heroes starters #rp prompts #quote prompts #quote starters #roleplay meme #sentence meme #quote meme

[lordsusu]

CHILDHOOD; ARC 2

STORY, Aka

-

'Freak!'

'Look at her, she thinks she's actually capable of becoming a shinobi'

'You're all just a bunch of monsters! You and that freak brother of yours!'

The sun was shining brightly, glaring onto the few people currently not residing inside their house. No wind, no adults, just a bunch of sweaty kids on the training field.

Midori didn't want to be here, never having any motivation or ambition to protect the village and the people inside it. Why would she have to risk her life for the people who hated her? For the people who bullied her, day in, day out? No, all she really wanted to do was work inside the greenhouse, like her mom used to enjoy.

Trying to keep the organisms alive, even though, just as everything living in Suna, they are destined to die.

Destined to shrivel up, slowly and painfully neglected by the world around it.

Obviously, there were more reasons she didn't want to become a shinobi. Much bigger, more apparent reasons, but she'd keep those reasons to herself. Only sharing it with the half empty book she had hidden in her room.

She decided to stop practicing for today. She missed him, though she refused to admit it. She swore him dead to her, ignoring their relationship as if he had never existed. Pretending to be deaf when she heard his name slip past someone's tongue.

'Weirdo!'

she sighed. slowly picking up the scattered shuriken, none of which were stuck in her target. Looking to her left, the group of kids her age were staring at her. She recognised the middle one, a girl, slightly taller than the rest of the group, with gruffy pigtails and a dirty look on her face. Aka.

Aka was very popular with the youth in Suna. She was talented and objectively seen, truly beautiful. Long raven hair, long legs and not an ounce of excessive fat on her body. She was also, however, extremely dull. And a bitch.

Midori couldn't stand her.

Perhaps it was a mixture of envy, hate and pure jealousy, but whatever it was, Midori chose to fully ignore those feelings

'What're you staring at, poser?' The girl stepped towards her, proudly showing her family crest while doing so.

She had an annoyingly high pitched voice, high enough to match the hawks flying around.

'Nothing, leave me alone'

Midori's voice deeper than most girls her age, calmer, more focused on the world around her. Her world didn't consist of good looking haircuts and cute guys. Her mind was occupied with training, achieving and performing.

Her world consisted of murder.

'Weirdo, no wonder you dont have any friends. No wonder Ryuji le-'

Midori's feet moved on its own, dust flying behind her. Her arm shot forward, kunai in hand, pointing at Aka, less than an inch from her face.

Her eyebrows were furrowed, the pain of her best friend leaving the village, leaving her rising up again as if it happened yesterday.

'Don't you dare say another word about him!'

Furious, she was. How dare she speak his name, how dare you use him against me. Aka held her gaze, that dirty look growing even dirtier. She stepped forward, slowly lowered her head making the tip of Midori's kunai slightly penetrate her forehead. A single drop of blood slowly drips down her face.

'Or what?'

The wind seems to stop, nobody around them says anything, all watching the interaction between the two unfold, all holding their breath. Their eyes all shifting to the person slowly walking up behind Midori.

Midori's arm shoots back, blinded by anger, she swings her arm forward again, the target in front of her smirking through everything, knowing exactly what's about to happen and enjoying every second of it.

Before the kunai hits Aka's face, someone grabs her wrist.

'What do you think you're doing?'

A much deeper voice sounds from behind her. A voice she recognised immediately, a voice that made her heart beat faster and made every hair on her body stand up. Her eyes widen, staring straigt into Aka's smug ones, but Midori isn't focused on Aka anymore.

The hand around her wrist squeezes tightly, painfully, making her drop the kunai to the ground. It spins her around, making her eyes meet with his steel, grey ones.

'Fathe-'

'Not a word.'

The Third Kazekage turns around and starts walking back to the Kazekage building, dragging Midori along behind him.

She dares not look at him, nor does she dare to look back behind her, knowing exactly what she'll see when she does.

Reaching home, he drags her up the stairs and throws her into her room. She hits her desks harshly, pain oozing through her body, but not making a sound. The door shuts and the lock clicks.

Hard footsteps slowly become silent.

She wonder how long she'll have to stay here this time.

#naruto #sand siblings #gaara of the sand #sunagakure #naruto shippuden #temari #kankuro #gaara imagines #naruto imagines #naruto incorrect quotes #gaara x reader #suna no gaara #third kazekage #fourth kazekage #naruto oc

[blorbosexterminator]

Ah yes, I understand your point. Nairobi's death really helped giving Gandia some personality, that's pretty cool to also give the villain some depth. Also, a few minutes before I sent the last ask, I noticed that the alternative story I wrote for Raquel is probably what Alicia does when she tracks down Sergio by herself after she is fired for telling the truth about Rio's torture. We'll have to wait to see if her motivation is indeed revenge, though I have no idea why she would want to do that.

I don't think this is an unpopular opinion but I, for some reason, believe that the entire berlermo kiss scene was improvised by Pedro and Rodrigo. The kiss part was probably the only improvise they actually did, but I just can't imagine Alex Pina and the other writers sitting on a table and writing the dialogues, even though the mitochondria line seems to be their idea. I can see them like "Ok so there is one thing that doesn't make Berlin feel the same as Palermo feels for him but we don't know what it is" and then someone says the first thing that came up to their mind "what about a small mitochondria?"

Oh I don't think it's revenge for Alicia. With Raquel, it was different. But with Alicia, everything she lost was because of her own-self and the system she was willngly a part of. I think it's just pure determination, she wouldn't have done all of that just for nothing. She's super fixated on this case and she had already went beyond all limits with Río and Axel, she won't stop lmfao, that's just who she is. Like she also doesn't have anything else, she too lost her husband, her public place, and her job. Let her go after them lol.

HAHAHAHA this is so random and 100% fits how those writers apparently work. You know, I generally believe that Pedro has A LOT to do with the berlermo storyline in general. I think the writers initially were going for just a normal unrequited storyline, but Pedro (and Rodrigo) had a role similar to the role Pedro and Alvoro had with the hermanos storyline and made it this complex, not-truly unrequited story. Pedro, from what I've seen from his interviews, seems heavly interested in this aspect of his character, that he's not truly straight, that he did return feelings to Martín. Also from how he played him, it seems to me very intentional how Pedro played Andrés in the scenes with Martín. In the show, he had been with two women on screen and yet there was a huge difference between that acting and his acting with Martín in the scenes. How he touched him, how he looked at him etc etc. The writers seem pretty flexiable with the actors putting on their own marks as well (hence the hermanos storyline) so I just honestly give a lot of credit to Pedro generally. So I do think the kiss scene was a product of that work (and he did say he spent a lot of time working with Rodrigo on the dynamic between their characters, and what it means, how it's different from other dynamics etc.) and also the improvisation of that scene. I don't really have much of an idea of what was improvised and what wasn't. I think the script was probably already written (with probably Pedro's additions/remarks/talks with the writer beforehand) and maybe the Martín kissing him part. It might be that the part where Andrés pushes him against the wall and kisses him back in the improvised one, with the additional 'I love you, Martín' after. The mitchondria thing I believe is a product of a closed road they all put themselves in. Like let's say my guesses are right, and the berlermo storyline changed significantly from its initial concept, and yes, now we all agree that Andrés returns his feelings, so now we have a much more interesting story, but also a bunch of heavy questions on the first two seasons, if he did return his feelings, why did he leave? If he was completely in love with him, then why did the whole Ariadana and super straigtness of Berlín in the first part? If he did love and want him, then why was this character not there in the first part and first heist? Metatextually, we know. There was never any intention for a second part, Martín didn't exist until Netflix decided to buy the show and now they had to come up with something. We get it. But in narrative itself, looking at the story as a whole and revisting the first part with the second one in mind, those questions need to be answered. So the 'mitchondria' thing had to come up. You know this meme with that man trying to stop the overflow of water with this little plaster or something, lmfao.

#I'm sorry for not being a fun person and taking every word and running away with it like that lmfao #lcdp #berlermo #pedro alonso #rodrigo de la serna #unpopular lcdp opinions

[themackenzieboydchronicles]

New Years Day.

Chas finds out Charity spent New year's eve with Mackenzie.

"Where the hell have you been all night" Chas asked Charity as she saw her coming out of Tall Trees. "Were you in there with someone coz no way would you celebrate on your own"

"Might have been"

"Come on you feisty mare who were you in there with"

"Never you mind" said Charity.

"Well here he comes" said Chas as Mackenzie came out of Tall Trees. "Lover boy."

"You dirty mare. Just wait til Meena finds out" said Chas.

"Please Chas don't say anything. My life won't be worth living if she finds out" pleaded Mackenzie.

"You're not scared of her are you? asked Chas

"Well let's just say he has a slight incontinence problem every time she shouts" laughed Charity. "You should have heard her last night. She slammed the door in his face"

"Didn't know you saw that" said Mack.

"Well I did" said Charity

"So did you sleep together"

"Nothing like being direct Chas" said Charity.

"Come on. Did you?" said Chas.

"Well kind of" said Charity. "Lets just say he was practically picking my nose"

"What? said Chas.

"Oh go on embarrass me" said Mackenzie.

"Embarrass you?" laughed Charity "Well you weren't embarrased when you sat on the bog this morning with your Calvin Kleins round your ankles and the door wide open. What a sight as I walked up the stairs for my shoes. And the noise you were making I thought someone was still letting fireworks off"

"My guts were playing up" said Mack.

"Come on get back to the sleeping arrangements" said Chas.

"Well this numpty decided to top and tail. So he got in the bottom of the bed"

"I was practically kissing his toes when I woke up"

"Different I suppose" said Chas.

"Hate to disappoint you but nothing happened" said Charity.

"Oh here's she comes Mack." Said Charity "Saint Meena the girl of your dreams"

"Happy New Year" said Mack to Meena who didn't look too pleased.

"I'll give you happy new year" said Meena.

Why what have I done now?" said Mack

"I've been ringing you all morning. I need you to take Princess for a walk"

"Oh my phones gone dead" said Mack.

"There will be more than you phone dead if you annoy me any more" said Meena passing princesses lead to Mackenzie. "Do you know what sort of night I've had with Manpreet. She was begging me to put her out of her misery"

"Jeez" said Chas as her and Charity walked away. "Poor Mackenzie"

"Poor Manpreet" said Charity.

"I'm telling you she's evil" said Charity. "He reckons its her hormones. But between you and me she's on the pill. So we don't think she is pregnant. Moira's beside herself with worry."

"So was she lying about being pregnant to Billy as well" asked Chas

"We think so" said Charity. "I'm telling you Chas she's a nutter"

"But the best thing is Mack was the last thing I saw in 2021 and the first thing in 2022.

"And you think that's good considering he was on the bog" laughed Chas. 'Still the same old Charity not fussed who she hangs out with"

"Watch it you. He's quite cute when he's drunk." said Charity. "And do you know what's hilarious. His bog roll had santa and rudolph printed all over it."

"Christmas bog roll? Your kidding" said Chas.

"Straigt up. He had it at the cottage as well. Saw it when we were there at Christmas" said Charity.

"Stop laughing Chas" said Charity "Its probably the only pleasure he's got now he's with Meena"

@justherebecausemackity

#charity and mack #charity dingle #mackenzie boyd #calvin klein #emmerdale #lets spend the night together #new years eve

[halowastaken]

💌Lovesick: A parkner love story 💌

(This is a little sneak peek of something that I'm writing. Hope y'all like it!)

"Hey spider boy. Pepper wants me tomorrow for intern stuff so what do you say we do something in the lab?" Harley was confused when he didn't get an answer. Then he turned around and saw Peter taking off his mask. He was pale and had bags under his eyes "You look like a dead tarantula, spidey"

"Harls I'm fine" Peter threw his mask in the table and went to Harley's table "What are you doing?"

"Just some science project. FRIDAY what's wrong with Peter?" Peter rolled his eyes at Harley's answer

"It seems like Peter has a temperature of 102.2 degrees farenheit" Peter laughed

"Fri, I am fine" Harley raised an eyebrow. Goddamit he looked cute

"God Spidey. What am I supposed to do with you?" Peter immediately put his hand in the wall next to Harley. Oh god

"I have a couple suggestions" Peter was cornering Harley. Peter was cornering Harley.

"W-what?" Harley was being cornered by a Peter that looked so hot

"Come on Keener. We both know that this is supposed to happen" Peter was smaller than Harley, but he still could be so intimidated by him. However, Peter had a fever. He couldn't give it to him even tho he wanted. He couldn't do that to Peter. But god it was hard

"Peter stop it. Lay in the couch" Harley pushed Peter away and dragged him to the couch "I am gonna make you soup"

"Come on Harley" Peter said grabbing Harley's wrist. Harley rolled his eyes and took off Peter's hand

"Lay down Parker" He got in the elevator and sighted when the doors closed "Penthouse Fri" Was the only thing that came out of Harley's mouth

"You seem in distress" FRIDAY informed. Harley chuckled and shook his head

"I'm ok FRIDAY" The silence that the AI provided could be easily confused with doubt. The door opened and Harley went straigt to the kitchen. He took all the ingredients and started making the soup. After a few minutes of cooking he got bored and started playing music. He was humming and dancing.

He felt great. Maybe Peter does like him after all. Maybe the fever made him finally admit it. Maybe everything could go as Harley's daydreams. There was also a part of himself that told him that Peter could be delusional and it's just because he's sick, but there was nothing wrong with daydreaming about Peter liking Harley. If Peter didn't like Harley that way, it's not gonna be that easy to get rid of that crush.

Harley was serving the soup in a bowl when he finally noticed that he was being watched. He turned around and there was Peter super close to his face

"What the fuck Peter?! You scared the hell out of me!" Peter passed his arms around Harley's neck causing him to blush

"Hey" It's everything Peter says. Just that with a smile. Harley literally got lost in his eyes

"H-Hi" Peter chuckled at Harley's response.

"Why so nervous Harley?" Peter asks getting closer to him

"Peter you're sick" Peter rolled his eyes. Harley right now is in one of the toughest situations he's ever been

"You always take care of me. Let me take care of you" Peter said smiling. Harley sighted and pushed Peter away

"Come on. You need some rest" Harley grabbed Peter by his wrist and dragged him to the couch. Harley couldn't help but to cuddle Peter in the couch

"You smell good" Peter added. Harley chuckled

"Let's watch a movie till you fall asleep" Then Harley proceeded to play star wars on the tv. He knows Peter good enough for him to know that Peter loves it. They spend like half of the movie there. Just cuddling while Harley is playing with Peter's hair and Peter is slowly falling asleep

"Harls?" Peter said with his sleepy voice "Thanks for taking care of me" Harley smiles

"Anytime spidey" Harley says watching him fall asleep

"I really like you Harley. You have no idea how much I like you" Then Peter finally closes his eyes and falls asleep in Harley's arms

"I really like you too Peter" Then Harley leaves a kiss on Peter's head and stays there watching Peter till he eventually falls asleep too

-💟-

"Hey boys" Harley finally opened his eyes. Tony and all the Avengers were around him. He turned down and sawPeter who was also waking up "I see you guys were ok without us"

"I feel like someone stabbed me multiple times in every inch of my body" Peter admitted. Harley couldn't help but laugh at the comment

"You're sick Peter. FRIDAY informed me in the middle of the mission. I would've come but the timing was really bad" Tony said and Peter and Harley looked at each other

"When did we even get here? I was at school and then I wake up here" Harley's smile dropped. You gotta be kidding me

"You don't remember when you came from patrol?" Harley asked

"Not really. I just remember that I felt horrible" Peter said hesitant. Harley could see how some of the Avengers wanted to start laughing. He just faked a smile

"Really? What a shame!" Harley said in the most passive aggressive way possible. Obviously Peter didn't even notice

"Yeah well. I'm gessing that you took care of him by the soup in the kitchen" Tony asked. Harley just sighted

"He never ate it tho. You should do that Peter" Peter smiled and got up

"Thanks Harley" then he walked towards the kitchen leaving Harley alone in the couch.

"That is so fucked up" Clint finally said laughing. Tony and Harley glared at him

"Well. Guess that tells me that he really doesn't like me" Harley admitted. Before anyone could say anything he got up and went straight to his room.

How could he be so stupid? Peter liking Harley? Please. Harley could never be with someone like him. Peter was literally Spiderman, he was one of the most brilliant minds in the world, and he was also the best human being in the galaxy. Why would he want to be with Harley, the guy that only knows how to get in trouble? Peter only took him as a joke. Either way it's just a crush. Harley will get over it just like all his past crushes. He just has to distance himself from Peter. Before it's too late. Before it starts hurting

The next past week Harley tries to not be around Peter. When Peter gets better then he starts to notice it. Harley is avoiding him. Everytime Peter talked to him he gave short answers or just avoided the question, everytime Peter goes in the lab, Harley makes an excuse to get out of it, everytime Peter texted him or called him, Harley didn't answer. Basically all the stuff you do when you start avoiding someone. Obviously Peter started overthinking it. Did he say something to Harley? Maybe he hurt his feelings, maybe he was rude to him, either way Peter couldn't remember no matter how hard he tried. He thought nothing bad happened because Harley even took care of him and they ended up cuddling in the couch (what a dream) but maybe it was an accident? He had no idea. He just knows that Harley is mad at him so he's gonna do what he does best: apologize.

He knew exactly at what time Harley would be in the lab alone, so he did his thing. He opened the window and got into the lab. Harley was there with his earbuds on. He took his mask off and immediately handed Harley an envelope. Harley raised an eyebrow

"What is this?" Harley asked confused

"Just open it" Peter said firmly. Harley hesitated and opened it. It was a card that said 'I messed up big time (I'm sorry)' Harley couldn't help but chuckle at it. He opened the card and read it

'I'm sorry for what I said...Let's eat our weight in tacos and make it up'

Harley then raised an eyebrow and looked at Peter

"What is this for?" Harley asked. It was a progress. They were having a conversation.

"I noticed that you are avoiding me and I guess it's because of something I did or said when I was sick. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings" Harley rolled his eyes

"You didn't have to buy me a card" Peter sighted at Harley's answer

"But I did. I'm gonna be honest with you. I like you a lot Harls" Harley's eyes widened as he dropped the card. Peter then realized that it was a bad idea. Harley obviously doesn't like him "Y-You don't have to, like, say it back. I-I get that you don't like me. I just really wish we could stay as friends, you know? I get if you don't want that either. The point is that I am sorry I hurt you" After that Harley just stared at Peter. Peter was waiting for an answer while Harley just wondered why did he like that idiot.

"I like you too Peter" Was everything that came out of Harley's mouth. Peter immediately smiled

"Really?" Harley chuckled at Peter's answer

"Yeah. I just thought you didn't like me. That's why I was avoiding you" Peter sighted in relief

"That's good. I thought you were mad at me or something" Harley shook his head. A short silence followed that "We should go out sometime" Peter finally said. Harley smiled

"I would really like that" Peter then cleared his throat and looked down

"I was going to the movies tomorrow with Ned but he got sick. Do you want to go with me instead?" Harley wanted to start screaming. This was actually happening! But Harley saved that for later. Instead he just smiled and nodded

"Text me the time and place. I'll be there. It's a date" Peter then nodded.

And that is how it all started.

#peter parker #mcu #spider man #tony stark #iron man #irondad #parkner #peter and tony #peter and harley #sickfic #Spiderman #spiderman mcu #harley keener #avengers #the avengers #hope you like these <3 #ilysm <3

[waxingmoonwrites]

New Year’s Kiss (Blaise Zabini)

Pairing: Blaise Zabini x fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,945 (it was not supposed to be this long lol)

Warnings: None

A/N: So yes… this is my first ever one-shot here on Tumblr! I have a bunch written in old notebooks from when I first read the books and would write a bunch after reading each book, but… yeah! Yes, this one-shot does take place on New Year’s Eve, and I am aware that it is not New Year’s Eve yet, I just had this idea and couldn’t help but write it! Just a little warning, again this is my first ever one-shot I’m putting on Tumblr, so it’s not great, but trust me when I say its a thousand times better than the one-shots I wrote back in the day.

***

It was obvious. Painfully obvious.

Y/N Y/L/N and Blaise Zabini had been friends since they were kids. Y/N was a Muggle born, it being a mere coincidence that Blaise and his mother moved into the house across the street from the Y/L/N family.

When Y/N was informed that she was a witch, the first person she told was Blaise. Even though she was aware that she shouldn’t have been telling him, she was extremely surprised to hear him tell her that he had also been accepted to Hogwarts, that he was a wizard and was going to be going to Hogwars with her.

Blaise was friends with Draco Malfoy who, of course, didn’t exactly support Muggle borns being allowed into Hogwarts, or even being considered wizards in general. Which is exactly why neither Bliase nor Y/N ever said anything about her not being from pureblooded decent to Draco.

It’s not like Y/N cared what anyone thought about her. It was that she really cared about Draco’s friendship. Even though most people assumed that he was a rude friend, and that he would be insufferable to be around. That was entirely untrue. He could be very stuck-up at times, but that was just because that was how he was raised, he didn’t know anything else.

Blaise and Y/N were close before they went to Hogwarts, but once Y/N was Sorted into Slytherin along with him, they got closer still.

Over the years they knew each other, Blaise and Y/N realized that they didn’t like each other as just friends anymore. By the time fourth year came along, both of them were desperately wanting to ask the other to the Yule Ball. But both being terrified of ruining their friendship, neither said anything.

Now here they were, seventh year, Draco, Blaise, Y/N, Daphne, Pansy, and Theo all staying back at Hogwarts for the holidays to throw both a Christmas party and a New Years party as a celebration of their last year at school.

Daphne and Pansy knew about Y/N’s long standing crush on Blaise, and Draco and Theo knew about Blaise’s long standing crush on Y/N. Everyone knew that they liked each other, but, as Draco so politely put it, they were just both cowards.

“Just go for it,” Draco would tell Blaise. “You like her as more than a friend, and if what Daph and Pans have told me, she likes you back just as much as you like her. Maybe even more,”

“Impossible,” Blaise responded. “Y/N’s too good for me. She’s nice, caring, and accepting of everyone. I’m not like that,”

Theo just scoffed and rolled his eyes.

“What was that about?” Blaise asked, the anger rising in himself. He knew that he shouldn’t have been taking his anger out on his friends, but he was angry at himself and he didn’t know what to do with that.

“If she’s too good for you, the ornaments are too good for the Christmas trees,” Theo said, crossing his arms and returning to the book he had been reading. “Someone needs to screw your head on straigt, Blaise. You’re being an idiot,”

A very similar situation was going on in the girls’ dorms that night.

“Oh please,” Daphne said, throwing a pillow at Y/N. “Blaise is in love with you just as much as you are with him. Maybe even a bit more,”

Y/N let out a blissful sigh as she dodged said pillow. “I can hope, Daph. But Blaise doesn’t see me that way,”

Pansy threw another pillow at Y/N, except much harsher this time. It went so fast it hit Y/N straight in the face, her eyes wide as Pansy said, “You really are dumb,”

“Hey!” Y/N protested. “I’m not dumb, I’m just being realistic,”

Daphne gave her a sympathetic look as she said, “Normally I would agree with you, Y/N, but in this scenario, being realistic is being dumb,”

Y/N rolled her eyes and reached over to her nightstand, taking out her tub of nail polish, choosing a burgundy color that Blaise had complimented once. Daphne and Pansy didn’t miss this, exchanging knowing glances. Ever since Blaise had told her one day during Potions that he liked the color of her nails that day (the burgundy color), every time the paint chipped she restored it.

“I’m surprised you haven’t replaced your entire nail polish stock with that color, Y/N,” Pansy said with a cheeky smirk.

Looking up from where she’d been applying the base coat to her nails, Y/N asked, “What d’you mean, Pans? I like the color, that’s that,”

Daphne had to suppress a laugh as Pansy continued. “I think Blaise likes the color, Y/N, and you like Blaise.”

“You guys know I like Blaise,” she responded.

“JUST TELL HIM!” the other two girls yelled in unison.

Y/N rolled her eyes and returned to painting her nails. It was true though, what they were saying. Ever since Blaise complimented the color on her nails, Y/N couldn’t help but use it every single time she felt the need to repaint her nails.

To every single person in the entire school, no the entire world, it was obvious that Blaise Zabini and Y/N Y/L/N were in love.

***

“So… anyone you’re planning to kiss this New Years?” Daphne asked, slowly walking closer to Blaise, who was sitting on the comfiest couch in the Slytherin common room closest to the fire.

He was sitting in pure silence, staring at the fire. The only thing that had been on his mind lately was Y/N. Y/N… Y/N… Y/N…. There was almost nothing that could break him from his thoughts.

When her question was followed with silence, Daphne sat directly next to Blaise and smacked the back of his head, causing him to let out a groan of protest, and give Daphne a look of pure anger.

“What the hell, Daph?” he yelled. “Why’d you hit me?”

“Because I asked you a question and you just continued to stare at the fire and silently pine after Y/N,” Daphne said matter-of-factly, like it was the most obvious answer ever.

Blaise’s cheeks immediately flushed pink as he said, very shakily might I add, “I-I… what… what’re you talking about?”

“I asked if there was anyone in particular you were planning on kissing this New Years,” Daphne repeated, an apathetic expression covering her face. “But I should’ve known not to say anything to you, considering both you and Y/N have been going crazy over each other for years and for some reason your pining has been dialed to ten thousand, I’m assuming since New Years is two days away and you both want a midnight kiss but don’t want to say anything,”

When she finally took a break to breathe, Blaise had a very shocked look on his face. He figured Y/N didn’t like him, but everything Daphne had said about him he agreed with. Blaise definitely wanted a New Years kiss from Y/N, but, as he’s said to everyone, she’s too good for him.

Daphne rolled her eyes. “Blaise, don’t just look at me and not say anything, I’d have thought you’ve been doing enough of that to Y/N,”

“Is it that obvious?” he asked, anxiety laced through his words. He had realized that he was looking at Y/N much more than a best friend normally would. But he was okay with it, which made him feel guilty.

Daphne let out a laugh and said, “To everyone in the entire world, yes. To Y/N, no.”

Blaise facepalmed and covered his face in his hands to hide his cheeks that were now glowing bright pink. “I really don’t mean to stare at her as much as I do, I just…”

“You love her,”

“Y-yeah,” Blaise replied, looking up at Daphne. “Daph, I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, and she has the most amazing personality, and everything about her seems as perfect as a person can be. But I’m… so far from perfect,” he said with doubt in his voice. “I don’t deserve her,”

Daphne rolled her eyes for the millionth time and said, “Dear Lord Blaise Zabini!” she yelled. “Blaise, Y/N loves you too! Take it from one third of our nightly girl talks with Pansy, she’s is absolutely infatuated with you. Remember that burgundy color that she painted her nails that one time that you complimented?”

Of course Blaise remembered. Everytime he saw that color on her nails (which was quite often, he noticed, though it was probably just because she really liked the color) he felt butterflies take flight in his stomach.

“Yeah?” he replied hesitantly.

“She paints her nails that exact color every time because you complimented it! Because she wants you to say something about it again!”

Blaise wanted to believe it. Y/N making an effort to get him to compliment her? Man, he would compliment her every second of every day if he could. But he didn’t want to look like he wanted her. Which he did, of course. But they were best friends. Just friends. Best friends.

“That’s… not true,” Blaise said. “She’d never like someone like me,”

Daphne let out a hoarse laugh as she said, “You’re right, Blaise, she doesn’t like you,” but before he could overreact, she continued. “She loves you.”

Blaise sat in disbelief, staring at one of his closest friends. Once again, the only thing occupying his mind was Y/N Y/L/N.

Little did either of them know, Y/N was standing at the top of the stairs, listening in on the conversation. Due to the late hour, Blaise and Daphne were two of the six people left in the common room at that hour, and since Y/N was listening intently, she heard every single word they said.

Blaise loved her back? He felt the same way she felt about him?

A large smile came over Y/N’s face as she thought about it. Blaise loved her back, Blaise Zabini loved her back.

Knowing the boy that she had pined over for years felt the same way about her that she felt about him was a feeling that caused butterflies to take flight in her stomach. She immediately rushed away back to her dorm, laying down on her bed even though she knew there was no way she would be able to fall asleep after learning a piece of information as big as this.

A few minutes after she laid her head down on her bed, she heard Daphne come in from the common room, flopping down on her bed.

Y/N didn’t miss the exasperated, “If those two don’t get together by New Years I’m locking them in a closet,” that escaped Daphne’s lips before she fell asleep.

***

New Years Eve was a very exciting day for the Slytherins. Draco, Blaise, and Theo had been planning a New Years Eve party for weeks, and everyone in the House knew about it. Even the other Houses (that, to the Slytherins knowledge, hadn’t planned a super epic party), were buzzing with excitement as the new year approached.

Y/N and Blaise were on the edges of their seats, on the other hand.

Blaise had finally been convinced to just take a chance and tell Y/N how he felt at the party, and Y/N had learned that Blaise loved her back, so she was determined to get their kiss on New Years Eve.

Everyone had noticed that Y/N had changed a bit. Before, she was a bit nervous when six of them were together, seeing as Blaise was there. Whenever Blaise wasn’t present, she was a bit more outgoing. 

But now, Y/N seemed to be acting outgoing and excited no matter what they were doing, and who was there. She even went as far as to throw an arm over Blaise’s shoulder during lunch one day, and rest her head on his shoulder.

Eventually Y/N admitted to Pansy and Daphne that she had overheard Blaise and Daph’s conversation in the common room that night, and was determined to kiss him at midnight. Needless to say both were so proud of her that they threw a mini party for the three of them in their dorm that night.

Blaise had spent the entire time since his conversation with Daphne thinking over how he was going to confess his love to Y/N. It was, of course, going to be difficult. Even though for the longest time he had stopped thinking of her as just his best friend, but as the woman he wanted to love, he still felt like confessing his love to his best friend was going to be the hardest thing he’d ever done.

It was in that moment that Blaise wished he had listened every time his mother spoke to him about girls.

There were so many possibilities of things that could happen. Ever since the day he had admitted to Theo and Draco that he liked Y/N (he didn’t tell them at first that he was absolutely in love with her, though they could tell), they had been assuring him that she liked him back, that the feelings were mutual. And even though her recent behavior was causing Blaise to maybe kinda sorta believe them, he didn’t want to get his hopes up.

Besides, what was he even supposed to say? “Hey Y/N… I know we’re best friends and everything, but I’ve liked you since about third year and been in love with you since fourth year, and everyone tells me that you feel the same way but I’m not sure,”? That may work, but Blaise was sure that if he actually spoke those words aloud in front of Y/N he would be stuttering uncontrollably and there was no way Y/N would be able to understand what he was saying.

But the New Years party was that night, meaning he didn’t have much more tme to figure it out.

Fortunately (yet unbeknownst to him), Y/N was planning something as well. Actually, she wasn’t necessarily planning something. More thinking of how she was going to wing it.

“So… you’re just gonna walk up to him and say you love him?” Daphne asked in disbelief as her, Pansy, and Y/N prepared for the party. “That doesn’t sound very romantic.”

Y/N just shrugged. “You don’t have to like it, Daph. Besides, I know that if I like… script something out, it’s just going to turn out worse than if I stutter over my words because I didn’t think it over,”

“That sounds about right,” Pansy said with a shrug. “Y/N does tend to overthink things when she plans them out, so maybe we should just let her and Blaise live out their fairy tale,”

Y/N scrunched up her nose. “We’re not living out any fairy tale, the exact opposite. Fairy tale characters would dramatically realize two seconds to midnight that they love each other, and would run towards the other and even more dramatically kiss at exactly midnight. That’s way too specific, real life is a lot more messy,”

Pansy nodded in agreement as she continued to paint on her eyeliner, while Daphne just rolled her eyes.

“Why can’t you just agree to disagree and we can both live in our blissful happiness?” Daphne whined, then tapped her chin in thought. “Actually, my bad. Y/N, you and Blaise will live in blissful happiness after they get together at midnight tonight. Exactly midnight,” she added the end just to annoy Y/N.

***

“You look nice, Y/N/N,” Blaise said, staring up in awe as he watched Pansy, Daphne, and Y/N walking down the stairs coming from the girls dorm. But Blaise didn’t even see the other two girls. His eyes were trained on Y/N.

She was wearing a flowing jade green dress that sparkled in the low light. The neckline plunged ever so slightly to show off the perfect amount of cleavage. Her silver heels complimented the silver necklace on her neck that… that Blaise had gotten her for her most recent birthday.

Her hair was styled perfectly, cascading down her back and on her shoulders in perfect waves, bouncing ever so slightly as she approached Blaise with a smile on her face.

“Thanks, Blaise,” Y/N replied, her cheeks turning pink slightly. She turned her attention to the slightly crooked bowtie that Draco had convinced him to wear. It was a green tie, coincidentally, the same green that was on Y/N’s dress.

(This was not a coincidence at all. Daphne, Pansy, Theo, and Draco had come together the night before, and the girls informed the boys the exact color that Y/N was going to wear to the party, and they had gotten Blaise’s bowtie accordingly)

She adjusted the tie, her eyes stuck there, not catching the way Blaise’s eyes raked over her, feeling his cheeks heat at how close in proximity they were. He still couldn’t believe just how beautiful she was, how amazing she was. The woman that he had loved for years and years, and in that moment, he knew what he was going to do.

The party so far had been awesome. Everyone was excited, the younger years joining in towards the end when the older years were drunk off Firewhiskey and didn’t care that they were there. Thankfully, most of them were responsible enough to stick to the Butterbeer instead of taking advantage of the fact that the older years weren’t going to stop them drinking Firewhiskey.

Unfortunately, even though most younger years were responsible enough, there were a few that either didn’t care, or just were dumb enough to take a swig.

Y/N caught two third years trying to down an entire bottle before watching the first one splutter it out into the bowl of punch that had been laid out with the other continued to drink it. She quickly ran over and snatched it from him, immediately scolding him.

“If you even dare look at the Firewhiskey again I’ll be sure to report you to Snape, and trust me, he will not hear a word about anyone else drinking,” she said sternly.

Right as she was about continue her scolding, she noticed the way the boy’s face had turned slightly green, and saw the uneasy look on his face. Y/N quickly reached for the chip bowl that was (thankfully) empty, and shoved it in his arms, turning away to find Daphne or Pansy or anyone that she knew to get away from the retching boy.

There were too many people in the Slytherin common room, causing Y/N to not be able to find any of her friends. Feeling the disappointment bubble in her chest, she decided to just go back up to her dorm.

“So much for that New Years kiss,” she muttered under her breath.

Blaise noticed her walking up the stairs at that very moment, and realizing that the new year was just a few minutes away, immediately stood up off the couch that he had been sitting on and began rushing towards the girls’ dorms.

Rushing up the stairs, he heard the sound of everyone beginning the countdown.

Ten…

Y/N flopped down on her bed, pulling her earrings off and throwing them in the jewelry box that she had stashed under her bed, letting out a sigh.

Nine…

Blaise’s feet couldn’t have been moving faster in that moment, but he had to stop after realizing he had no idea where Y/N’s dorm was, considering he had never been up here.

Eight…

At this point Y/N had heard the countdown going on downstairs, and thoughts of Blaise chugging a Firewhiskey and counting down with everyone else filled her mind, her fists clenching at her sides as she began pulling off her heels that had become increasingly uncomfortable.

Seven…

Six…

Five…

Blaise had singled it out to two dorms, and peeked his head in one, realizing that it was empty. He peeked through the second one and saw Y/N combing through her hair with her fingers, a melancholy look on her face.

Four…

“Y/N!”

“Blaise?”

Three…

Blaise crossed the room quickly, stopping in front of Y/N after realizing what was happening, what he was about to do.

Two…

“Blaise, what’s going on? Are you okay?”

One…

Throwing all other thoughts out the window, Blaise grabbed Y/N by the hands, pulled her up, and crashed their lips together right as everyone downstairs in the common room yelled “HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

Y/N wrapped her arms around Blaise’s neck before pulling away, resting their foreheads together.

“Happy New Year, Blaise,” Y/N whispered, a smile plastering both of their lips.

“Happy New Year,” Blaise responded.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, both of them holding the other close, not wanting to let go.

Pretty soon, the four downstairs realized that Y/N and Blaise had disappeared.

“Let’s hope something actually happened,” Pansy grumbled as her and Daphne went to go search their dorm while Theo and Draco went to search theirs. “Because if they didn’t, I swear I’m going to just lock them in a closet,”

“I said that the other day!” Daphne exclaimed with a smile.

“Oh no way!”

They quieted down as they approached their dorm, hearing hushed whispers emerging from the room. They could decipher Blaise and Y/N’s voices, but couldn’t hear what they were saying.

When Pansy had finally had enough, she walked right up to the door and pushed it open a crack, pressing her ear against the crack to listen.

But the voices had ceased. Pansy was left listening to nothing but pure silence for a few seconds, before she got impatient and pushed the door open.

She was shocked by what she saw, to put it lightly.

There was Y/N and Blaise, clutching each other as though they’d never see the other again, their lips pressed together eagerly. They’d been so caught up in the moment that they hadn’t even heard the door open.

“DAPH IT HAPPENED!” Pansy yelled in excitement, causing Y/N and Blaise to pull away from each other.

Daphne rushed in, a large smile on her face noticing how close Blaise and Y/N were. “Finally, you two! Pansy and I thought we’d have to lock you in a closet until you opened your mouths,”

Both Blaise and Y/N’s cheeks were covered in a light pink dusting, but there was a hint of a proud smile on Blaise’s face. Truthfully he had gone in there wanting to kiss her like he did, which he had, but he doubted his courage to actually do it. The fact that he had worked up enough courage to kiss her made him want to do it again.

Pretty soon they were being taken back downstairs, the smug smiles on Pansy and Daphne’s faces telling Draco and Theo everything they needed to know.

“So I take it everything went well then?” Theo asked, a brow quirked in interest.

“Yup,” Daphne replied. “Happy New Year everyone!”

Y/N and Blaise exchanged looks, moving a tad bit closer together. Blaise leaned down near Y/N’s ear and whispered, “Happy New Year, Y/N/N,”

***

A/N: Okay, I know this sucked, and I’m sorry. The next one will be better (I hope) and I’m sorry it’s so long! I just got excited and I love Blaise and… yeah, I don’t know. Thanks for reading if you did!

#blaise zabini #blaise #slytherin gang #daphne greengrass #pansy parkinson #draco malfoy #theodore nott #reader insert #y/n #this sucked im so sorry #harry potter #harry potter fanfiction

[chocolate-parfait]

Congratulations on the 300! I see you do matchups?! (I really hope this is the right inbox, I'm still new to this) Could you do one for me (Mixed matchup IkeVamp, IkeSen)? INFP-A, like drawing, cooking, reading, writing, languages (translator to be), sarcasm, traveling, dogs. Don't like unnecessary drama, people disturbing my peace. I'm straigt forward and don't like but can be very confrontational but that rarely happens (no one wants to witness this). Unpaid therapist of all my friends. Thx!

Thank you, sweetie! Hope you enjoy~

I match you up with... Dazai!

Dazai is one of the few people in the mansion who enjoys his peace and tranquility, so aside some teasing and clowning here and there he won't be causing too much of a ruckus (unless Ai-chan is involved~)

Your relationship with Dazai evolves pretty slowly. From two acquaintances who exchanged basic greetings and made small talk every now and then, you slowly became friends who chill together while quietly enjoying the other's company, only to turn into a deeper relationship after various syntomps typical syntomps of the phenomenology of love took root in your hearts. Despite a comfortably unhurried evolution and what some may deem as just fleeting and superficial attraction, your feelings are actually genuine and strong. You and Dazai were able to find the perfect balance that not many couples are able to achieve; neither of you forces the other into something they don't want to do, and you can safely call the each other out without fear of hurting or offending, confident in the mutual respect and understanding you both have of the other

You can spend hours sitting together side by side in complete silence, only the ticking of a clock or a little bird outside comfortably filling the background. You read a book and he writes his newest novel or vice versa. Sometimes it's just one snuggling against the other in search of warmth and affection. It's extremely domestic and Dazai literally LIVES for it

Your romance falls into a steady routine that gives Dazai the impression of leading a completely normal life, just like any other man, finally free from all the doubts and sorrows that used to torment him back in his human days. As if the constancy of such lifestyle wasn't enough, he's also got you to fix up whatever trouble may pass through his golden orbs. You're always there to hear and help him out, and you're also the main reason why he was able to break free from his self destructive mentality, and knowing that you can live a happy, safe life just by being with him brings him ungodly amounts of joy.

One particular night you two had a semi-fight. During that period Dazai was already pretty much always on edge, despite concealing it pretty well behind his usual smile, but when the moon is high in the sky people are more vulnerable, and his remorse and self hatred all came flowing out at once. He absolutely didn't expect your reaction. For the first time ever since you arrived at the mansion, he saw fire burning in your moonlit pupils. Your usual serene tone slightly lowered to a much more aggressive and harsh pitch as countless words came out of your pretty lips. With each sentence you destroyed every one of his qualms just like a knight would cut down his enemies to save his princess. By the end of your discussion he was shocked and amazed to find how you had literally flipped everything upside down and gave him much to think about. A new perspective, things he ignored too much and others he cared too much about. After that night Dazai's usual behavior changed considerably towards you. You could now clearly feel the genuineness behind his smiles and gazes, the softness in his voice and movements when addressed to you. It was the spark that ignited the flames of your love.

Your favorite dates vary from strolls around the city to him teaching you Japanese. He has never taught a language to anyone before, but by having such a receptive student as you makes his heart swell with pride and he wants to try harder for your sake! He's actually on cloud nine ever since you asked him to teach you his native language. The fact that you want to get to know his country and a big part of him better means a lot to him, and it does nothing but strengthen his love for you

Dazai loves animals!! So even without pleading too much he'll agree on adopting a dog if you want one. He's going to take great care of it and you will often see him petting him while quietly babbling on various topics as if the poor creature could understand him

Second choice: Mitsunari

As the resident angel of Azuchi becoming friends with him was no difficult task, as he already trusted you with his life the moment you became a part of the Oda Forces. Additionally, he truly admires your kindness and care for others, so much that he can't help but happily praise you with the biggest smile on his face. Barely even a week passes and you already find yourself watching after him as you remind him to eat, sleep and maybe even breathe. Hideyoshi is extremely grateful as he finally can take it easier and not worry too much about the young man (he still does nonetheless, trust me)

On your part, hating Mitsunari is basically impossible, and even though your sarcastic retorts completely fly over his head (in return you gain Ieyasu's sympathy), spending time with him becomes the most natural thing in the world. Before you know it, you find yourself looking forward to being with him and your heartbeat confirms your suspicions. You may or may not have fallen in love with someone from the Sengoku period and the realization is a scary one. What will happen to your family and friends back home? And what about your dream job? But then that handsome smile, those vivid amethyst eyes full of tenderness, that soft voice that caressed your ears leaving pink warmth on your skin; it all came crashing down on you, leaving no other room for doubts.

If and when you confess him about your past and what had brought you to Honnoji that fateful night, you'll see the fires of an incredible passion taking ahold of his usually placid irises. He cannot fully explain with words the endless facets of what he's feeling, but he'll lock your hands in a tight grip and earnestly try to let out as much as he can. He vows eternal gratitude to you, the one who gave up everything for him, he who does not deserve such loyalty but decides to live up to the sacrifice you made. This new side of Mitsunari renews the love you felt for him, and at the end of his speech, in order to seal such an important promise, he kisses you on the lips, fiery and passionate

Everything escalates from there, and anyone in the castle can see how much close you two got in the blink of an eye. The moment you announce your relationship you get submerged from congratulatory blessings and gifts, even from a very grumpy Ieyasu who doesn't let this opportunity to slip in an ironic comment here and there

You may have given up on everything you had, but Ishida has no intention of making you regret choosing him over the rest of the world. If you're vocal and direct enough about your needs and wishes, he'll try to spoil you rotten at the best of his abilities. Your feet hurts? He's going to carry you bridal style to your bedroom to give you a two hours long massage. Headache? He's already in town with Hideyoshi to buy the best infuses for your head. He's very dedicated and it's very surprising to see him so active and attentive. If he starts getting too overwhelming the only choice you'll have is to explicitly tell him to tone it down a notch or two (please give him cuddles later, baby boy just wants to help)

Knowing about your love for travel, he makes sure to take you with him each time an inspection in a domain comes up, though he'll firmly refuse in case he deemed it to be dangerous. If something were to happen to you right in front of his eyes, he'd blame himself for 500 years and even more for not being able to save you. This is actually one of his biggest worries and from time to time he'll have related nightmares that cause him to wake up with a start, soaked in cold sweat. Take him in your arms, snuggle against his chest or cradle his head against your beating heart and most of the job will be done. If you happen to be concious enough and hear him out, console him with firm words of reassurance, press a kiss to his lips and he's going to be out like a candle in no time at all

Mitsunari is fascinated by the foreign languages you speak! You must have put a lot of time to learn all those exotic-sounding words, and he asks you to teach him a word or two. He's a fast learner and his brain has plenty of space to store whatever you say to him, and although he might cutely stumble every now and then, you're pretty surprised at the enthusiasm he's showing for your passion. He's going to take you to the tenshu to discuss with Nobunaga about a possible occupation involved with languages, and in no time at all you're already on your way to Nagasaki to discuss some deals with European and Asian merchants

#my writing #answered #matchups #300 followers special

[tsukisty]

Ok. I've been really sad lately and I've been feeling lonely. I miss having a best friend. I miss long talks and laughter and having someone to talk to when something happens. Or even when nothing happens, and just talk about nothing. I want a friend. So I thought I would write here and try to find one. Maybe someone which whom we have things in common. This could go horribly wrong or I could just be ignored as most of my posts, but oh well. Here goes nothing.

Hi, I'm Tatiana, I'm 25, Latina and socially anxious. I'm a virgo and I like summer smell and winter clothes. I love the sea and swimming but I'm scared of the deep ocean and whales. I love English but my first language is Spanish. Music has been in my family forever, and I love it, tho I'm probably the only member who hasn't studied how to play any instruments. I admire Harry Styles and Silvio Rodriguez. BTS is my favourite thing at the moment and they probably saved me from depression this quarentine. I also was a big Jonas Brothers fan & such a Joe Jonas' girl (secretely I still am)

I love watching silly movies about people falling in love when I'm really tired. I don't have much money and I lost my job due to the pandemic.

Sometimes it's hard for me to look in the eyes.

I sleep hugging a pillow. I drink a lot of mate, I can't drink coffe. I love plants but sometimes it's hard for me taking care of them. I miss the sun and the smell of grass. My favourite tree is the jacaranda.

Since I'm twelve I've got the same haircut. I don't like my face without a fringe. When I was little I smiled a lot. A lot. And I couldn't stop moving for a second. I love chocolate and I eat a lot. I don't know how to shower without music.

I dance everyday. I wanted to be a dancer but I hurt my back.

I want a house with a weeping willow. I also want a house next to the mountains and the river, close to my family. I love reading but I don't read as much as I used to. I miss my grandpa.

I have big curly hair and I don't know how to style it. I want to travel to Spain. I love cats and I have one.

I love soft blankets and the smell of the beach. I'm a feminist. My favourite writer is Eduardo Galeano. I'm not straigt. I live with my brother and my boyfriend. I'm studying a career but I'm still figuring out what to do.

I love the sound of my cat' cheeks when he shakes himself to wake up. I tend to over think when I have to answer texts, but always do.

#i want a friend #bts #harry styles #latin army #looking for friends #social anxiety #army friends #I would love to have army friends #I literally have none