#sent like 5 pms talking about how she was actually annoyed and upset and that people should mind their own business

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modern!au k(lance)

they're all in their 20's except for Shiro who's 30 and coran who's 50

first of all. miss me with that 'pining roommate' shit. I love miscommunication and making characters that r sexy bffs with one another

Lance meets Nyma through a Craigslist ad he put up saying he needed a roommate. the moment they met was a tragedy for everyone but them because they're that powerful and beautiful

lance with tousled hair, wearing a half-unbuttoned silk shirt and designer jeans, Michael kors sunglasses pushed up atop his head, arm wrapped around nyma: hi guys this is my roommate, nyma!

nyma, with her blonde 3-ft long box braids down her back, perfectly manicured red nails, bodycon dress and loubitons, hand on lances waist: hey

allura, shaking and on the verge of tears: STOP MAKING US LOOK POOR AND UGLY

Lance is in school for marine biology and Nyma works as a hairdresser and the both of them are small beauty gurus on YouTube that collab with one another

lance: hey guys we're going to be trying out the new anastasia pallete we got today :)!

nyma: and by got we mean shoplifted from sephora

lance: NYMA YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THAT

they're also insta baddies and both gender non-conforming baddies. Nyma is a nonbinary lesbian icon and lance is a nonbinary bicon.... those are like the fucking BEST senses of style

anyone with eyes can see that nyma is into and ONLY into girls but of course... heteronormativity.

rolo: I still don't get why you're dating lance. he's super annoying.

nyma: he doesn't bitch nearly as much as you even when he's got my cock in his ass

they do this thing where when people assume they're a couple they pretend they're some kind of kink couple and freak everyone out

which is why when hunk and pidge meet nyma they're like :eyes: but when nyma flirts with pidge lance doesn't even bat an eye and then lance starts pining about Keith's greasy mullet and his bags under his eyes and nymas got this look on her face that perfectly resembles a man who's lost all sense of normalcy and righteousness in his life and now sits in a bar every night listening to this dumb romance novel type shit and then pidge and hunk are like. oh. no they're just gay.

speaking of keith. he's one of those gays. one of the quirky emo gays that never sleeps and listens to 'coffee and cigarettes' on repeat and has like 3 strings of lights in his room and not only is an art major but ALSO a photographer. and yet somehow he still has the will to wake up at 5 am every morning and go to the gym like some kind of HEATHEN.

Lance knew Keith in high school for 3 years until he got expelled for fighting at the end of his junior year. He was also universally crushed on and was the bad boy jock of the school with a heart of gold so naturally Lance pretended to despise him so he could pine for him in peace

that all goes down the drain when Lance recognizes Keith in one of his classes and goes through the five stages of grief because a) he's hot and b) Lance is openly bi now so he doesn't have an escuse to not tolerate him

(He wasn't gonna do anything about it until he was put in a group with Keith a few weeks into class and he off handedly mentioned he went to Keiths high school, and Keith claimed he didn't remember him, and Lance was just a tad bit upset but was gonna leave it at that except after like 5 days of working together Keith slams his fists into the table and is like 'HOLY FUCK LANCE MCCLAIN?' And Lance is like. w. What.)

turns out Keith does remember lance. very vividly, actually. because he was the guy that everyone kind of had a crush on because he was so nice and charming to everyone he met, and Keith was SO gone for him. he just didn't recognize him tbh, which makes sense, bcuz in high school lance wore blue contacts and had straight hair and now he just wears glasses occasionally and leaves his hair wavy. Keith is gay and stupid don't blame him

keith, bursting into Shiro and Adams apartment at 2 pm: SHIRO HOLY FUCK

adam, bags under his eyes, underneath the covers of him and shiros bed: good fucking god not again

I'm tired of talking about ppl other than Lance and nyma though so I'm gonna talk about them for a bit because im love

as I said Lance has wavy hair and his actual eye color is brown but as he was growing up he was hella insecure about it that's why he wore blue contacts.... nyma caught him once trying to put them on again and put an end to All That Real Quick

nyma has brown eyes too and they're super dark, almost black, and that shits breathtaking bro. she usually has her real hair dyed blonde all the time and permed but she also likes to wear wigs and get braids too because she knows she looks damn good in them. everyone is jealous.

lance has tons of super light freckles. Enough said. nyma has a birthmark on her hip that's kind of shaped like a horse if you look at it from the right way

lance: you were a horse girl as a kid weren't u

nyma: how fucking dare. how fucking dare you say that. I really do have to laugh.......

nyma: obviously I was a warrior cats stan

lance's sense of fashion ranges from 'i went to California for a week once and now I can't stop wearing sweatpants and slides' to 'It's surprising I haven't gotten robbed at this point'. Lance is a scholarship baby so all the money he saved up through countless jobs and the one he already has at a coffee shop almost exclusively goes to clothes and kombucha

Nymas sense of style is definitely more on the eccentric side but since she looks good in EVERYTHING she gets away with it. think dollskill but with more neon colors and designer. she's the kind of person that never wears the same shade of lipstick for a whole month and has a box full of makeup palletes that are almost untouched and everyone who has seen it is both jealous and in wonder FENTYWAYS...

Keith goes over to lance's apartment for a project of sorts and immediately assumes that Lance and Nyma are a thing (they're very platonically affectionate, Nyma will kiss lance's cheek and they cuddle sometimes) which is disappointing but it's not a surprise considering Lance is so Lance and everyone else acts like they are dating so that must be the case, right?

lmao you thought.

nyma: holy shit. holy Fuck. God, allura is so hot. I would probably die if she brushed past me. I would die happily knowing I've been blessed by the touch of an angel.

lance: yeah haha she's really pretty.

keith, struggling to not choke on his coffee hearing All This at 9:31 A.M. in starbucks:

Keith asks if he can take photos of the two of them for his photography insta and they both jump on it so they can flex being sexy and afterwards Lance thanks him with a kiss on the cheek and Keith is sent REELING into gay mayhem.

lance: do you think that was like..... too much.

nyma: i think men are dumb that's what.

I mean u can't really blame Keith because Lance and Nyma are constantly joke-flirting with one another on social media and are in almost every one of the others photos in some way, or at least tagged, so by the time Keith actually works up the nerve to ask about that, it's been WEEKS since Lance kissed him and he's been miserably failing to ignore it

keith: so.... how's nyma doing?

lance: she's good! She's spent all day dying one of her wigs so she went for a coffee run lol. probably will hang with allura and shay later too

keith: and.... that doesn't make you jealous?

lance: LOL no.... they could never compete with me (talking about being Nyma's best friend)

keith: oh.... well, it's good that you trust each other a lot in your relationship.... you seem like a really good boyfriend

lance: wat the fuck did you just say.

as soon as lance explains that nyma is not his gf and they're just bffs Keith is like ohthankgod.jpg and almost accidentally asks lance on a date before he stops himself and is like.... dumb gay bitch calm DOOOWWWNN

after that it becomes very obvious that nyma and lance r just friends at least for Keith mostly through dumb shit they say to one another

lance, sitting with hunk, pidge, and Keith at the library: hey guys wanna see something cool.

pidge: go for it

lance, clearing his throat: she think she bad but I'm better, these bitches tryna play catch up-

nyma, coming out of nowhere: SHUT THE FUCK UP WHEN I'M TALKING LIL BITCH, PUT YO HEAD DOWN WHEN YOU TALK TO A PIMP-

Nyma and Lance have self-care nights every Friday, sometimes Allura or Shay will come, and very RARELY Keith if only to spend time with Lance. also? Allura and Shay are dating, die mad about it.

They do waxing, exfoliation, mud masks, moisturizing treatments, hair masks, painting nails.... need I go on. it's basically whatever they want to do that week and when Keith reluctantly agrees to participate one day Lance goes mental

lance: OK so here's what I'm thinking. it's obvious you haven't really had a self care day for a while, which is like, fine, you do you, but holy shit are your split ends bad. I was thinking maybe I could trim them and then we could do a hair mask? Oh! A face mask would be good as well, even though you've practically got perfect skin. I'd offer to wax but for first timers the pain is a bitch to handle on the face. I'm not sure if you'd be an acrylic kind of guy but I have some black nail polish that I could put on- wow, your hands are really big compared to mine, and they're so soft, haha, isn't that crazy? so what do you think?

keith, still reeling from the fact that lance is going to touch his hair, face, and hands in the next several hours: uh......yeah..... sounds great.

nyma, sitting on lance's bed in nothing but a bra and sweatpants, smoking a blunt and readjusting her sheet mask: *long exhale* christ

Shay got Lance into the whole healthy organic food thing and in turn he got Nyma into it so they're both the bitches who drink nothing but Fiji water and almond milk and will offer you a plate of sliced cucumbers and tomatoes as a snack. we Stan a vegan couple.

keith: these are actually really good.

nyma: we usually put them on our eyes, but go off I guess.

keith:

nyma: nah I'm just fucking with you, we have different cucumbers for that

by the end of the night Keith feels like he's been cleaned by a car wash and he's dizzy from all of lance's thoughtless affection and when lance says he can stay the night because it's already late, Keith mindlessly blurts out 'only if it's with you' and nymas like.... um. Wig.

keith, laying stiff as a board on one side of lance's bed: uh

lance: oh my God you gay bitch get over here and spoon me. also kiss me on the fucking lips bro.

Nyma owns a cat named Beezer that she stole from her old roommate (rolo) but calls her beebo because quote 'beezer is so fucking lame bro i hate men'. Lance owns a Russian blue mix called, you guessed it, Blue, that he found stuck in his apartments basement only a few days after moving in. Nyma and Lance are WEAK

lance: ohhhhh look at my pretty baby sitting on the table all cute and relaxed!!! look at that baby!!! fantastic stuff!

nyma, putting her head on beebos belly: You Are So Soft And So Chubby I Would Die For You

pidge would also die for the both of them

OK I'm tired and uninspired so I'll stop here but I MAY ADD MORE LATER

#klance #voltron #voltron tw #voltron au #lance #keith

[kirishii-gay]

Klance- With a little help from my friends

Word Count: 3.4k Pairing: Klance, Side mention of Shallura, Platonic Pidge x Hunk Summary: Ask anyone and they’ll say “Lance flirts with anyone who has two legs”, and hell, that was an understatement. The guy even flirted with mermaids. No one knew this, however, but it took him so long to get to this level of confidence. Those recurring thoughts of, “Wow, that guy’s really pretty” would put Lance into complete and utter shock. So imagine what he felt looking at Keith, short-tempered, hot-headed Keith, stupid jacket wearing and mullet-haired Keith, and thought, “Wow, that guy’s really pretty”. Or, Lance is an idiot and Team Punk and the Voltron Squad decide to work together to speed things up.  READ ON AO3 HERE ->  https://archiveofourown.org/works/14461524 If you’d like a request, see my previous post or leave me a ship and prompt in my inbox! 

There’s only one thing that Lance hates more than Keith.

And that’s the things Keith does to him.

His whole life he’d been a flirt, draping himself over girls with that sly grin without a care in the world. He was even titled as such: Loverboy Lance, the lady’s man and the biggest flirt in the galaxy.

Ask anyone and they’ll say “Lance flirts with anyone who has two legs”, and hell, that was an understatement. The guy even flirted with mermaids. No one knew this, however, but it took him so long to get to this level of confidence.  Those recurring thoughts of, “Wow, that guy’s really pretty” would put Lance into complete and utter shock.

So imagine what he felt looking at Keith, short-tempered, hot-headed Keith, stupid jacket wearing and mullet-haired Keith, and thought, “Wow, that guy’s really pretty”. His immediate reaction was disgust. His bisexuality had really failed him because of Keith?! Was he that desperate for a relationship in the lonely ship above all civilization that he looked at Keith, of all the people on Earth--no, of all the people in the universe.

Lance then shook his head. It was just a thought. Nothing more. He didn’t need to get worked up.

Right?

Wrong.

One cruel night,  Lance was innocently strolling past the rooms of the castle while whistling, coffee in hand. Most of the rooms were empty, as the paladins had begun to sleep. Allura and Coran were still awake, plotting some new plan about an attack against the Galra.

But one room was left open. The training room. As Lance passed, he heard the active noises of some training of sorts going on inside. Curious, Lance poked his head in, and his eyes immediately widened to what he saw. Robots circled the room, a hunger to fight programmed in their eyes, focused on their target. Within seconds they’d surged forward, attacking from all directions, moving so fast Lance’s eyes couldn’t even follow them. They didn’t need to, anyway. They were focused on one thing.

Keith.

Keith, in the center of the room, taking down the robots one by one.

He was nothing but a black tank and tight pants, revealing muscles rippling down his arm, bulging biceps, and abs even prominent through his shirt. How did Lance never notice that through his jacket? Lance was entranced as he raised a muscular arm to push his hair back, his muscles flexing before he attacked.

His body surged forward, filled with a newfound passion as he glazed his eyes over each robot, and they weren’t simply there for training anymore. They were there for him to take down with a swing of his sword. His body became immersed with passion, with the same intensity he had while taking down any enemy. It didn’t matter whether it was a programmed enemy, Shiro, or a fully trained Galra, he always fought like it was his last battle. Energy and determination surging through his veins, flashing burning red-black. He fights like he has nothing to lose.

God, Lance only dreamed he could ever be that strong.

An aura seemed to surround Keith, a boiling, raging aura that resembled a fire-- you would get burnt if you got too close. Burnt by that passion, that hunger to fight that seemed to emerge within Keith’s veins. He took the robots down one by one, the sword cutting through the air before colliding with metal, moving before he even thought of what to do next. His muscles flexed, his lean body pushed itself further, and Lance was mesmerized.

The last robot fell.

Keith collapsed, taking in inhale after inhale of sweet, fresh air, panting, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead and arms. His eyes finally went open, and he smiled. Those stupid eyes then flickered up and met Lance’s and were painted in confusion as to why he was here.

Lance was jerked back to reality and immediately turned crimson, jolting back. He collided with the door, Keith’s gaze still burning into him, before getting up and making his way back to his bed. He walked slightly faster, hands clenched into fists, attempting to forget about the way his heart jump as their eyes met or the way it raced when he watched him fight.

He didn’t sleep well at all that night.

Lance had obviously done something to upset God because he was 100% sure the universe was against him. Accepting the fact that he might be…..god…. attracted to Keith was shaking him to the very core. And then while trying to accept that, the universe had decided to make Keith the most attractive he’s ever been. It wasn’t fair. At. All.

First, Lance was enjoying breakfast with the rest of the paladins. Hunk had treated them all to a new recipe that tasted absolutely divine, flavor rich and Lance’s taste buds were practically crying with joy. Pidge and Hunk were having a heated conversation about whether the chicken came first or the egg. Shiro was suffering silently, politely talking to Allura. Lance was sprawled across his chair without a singular care in the world before Keith walked in. With his hair in a bun. A bun.

Tied back messily over his face before collecting into a bun atop his head, strands of his hair escaping to fall over his blue-grey eyes, wearing his usual attire except missing his signature cropped jacket, his muscles still somehow prominent in the long-sleeved shirt.

What had he done to deserve this punishment?

Lance didn’t realize he was staring until Hunk dug his elbow into his side with a smirk. “You got a thing for Keith, Loverboy?” He joked.

“W-what?! N-no! Shut up!” Lance replied, but his deep blush said otherwise and he groaned, placing his head in his hands. Keith decided at that moment to take a seat between him and Shiro, and Lance wanted the ground to swallow him whole.

“You ok, Lance? You’re looking pretty red. Is the food spicy or something?” Keith commented, picking up a spoon of food and popping it in his mouth, chewing slowly.

Hunk let out a snicker and Lance groaned again, before slowly getting up and leaving the room, muttering some awful excuse. The truth was, if he spent another minute with effortlessly gorgeous bun-wearing oblivious Keith sitting next to him, he’d either die, pass out, or get blood loss from a very, very bad nosebleed. It would not be pretty.

Lance avoided Keith’s gaze at all costs, but it was killing him slowly. Somehow his hopeless crush made him ten times more aware of everything that Keith did. When he smiled, oh my god, it sent a swarm of butterflies blossoming within his stomach and the world seemed to become a little brighter. And his eyes, Lance couldn’t believe he’d never noticed them before.

They were shaded a blue-grey and were just so intense, and sometimes Lance felt as if he could read exactly what was happening in his head just from his eyes. When he smiled they lit up, catching the light and twinkling, when he laughed they screwed close, wrinkles forming beside them when he found they caught aflame, burning with passion. It was amazing.

There were sometimes...ok, too many times, when Keith felt Lance’s gaze boring into him and raise a brow. “Do I have something on my face or something?” Keith would ask, and Lance would quickly shake his head and stammer some dull excuse.

Meanwhile, Hunk and Pidge had made their mission as “Team Punk” to get them together. Pidge actually found out before Hunk, but Hunk claimed he ‘felt’ it first, which led to a heated argument about who ‘discovered’ them. This continued for a fairly long time until Shiro walked in, and they both turned quiet with a grumble.

Until Shiro draped a hand over both of their shoulders and whispered, “I figured it out first.”

Yep, turns out Team Punk weren’t the only ones noticing the...unusual behavior. Ok, in all seriousness, the whole damn galaxy knew about the two except for, well….the two. Allura had heard from her mouse, Coran caught Lance staring, Shiro had been teasing Keith about it for weeks and Team Punk was already onto the stage of putting their mission into action.

“How long did they stare for?” Pidge whispered, catching up to Hunk one day during training. They both analyzed Lance and Keith like they were a difficult puzzle they HAD to solve. “Forever.” Hunk replied, eyes narrowed and focused. “Ok, well like, 5 seconds.” “That’s an increase than the last spotted amount. Which was?”

“Yesterday at 4:55 pm, common room. Stare lasted for 3.8 seconds.” “Progress has been made! Project Purple Paladin is a go!” Pidge replied, lifting her hand to high five Hunk before the two were snapped at by Shiro to get back to training.

“Purple…paladin?” Shiro had whispered to them after, and in his defense, the name did sound pretty stupid.

“Yes. Purple.” Pidge rolled her eyes, letting an annoyed sigh. “Lance is the blue paladin, and Keith is the red! Purple!” “Oohh…” Shiro replied with a slight smile. This whole situation was utterly hilarious.

Allura was secretly in on the mission after Pidge and Hunk had literally gotten down on their knees. She’d been hesitant-- “Isn’t it an invasion of privacy?” “Wouldn't it disrupt their missions?” “We’re fighting the Galra, there’s simply no time for romance!”, but one look from Shiro and she immediately agreed.

Coran was giddy, claiming he’d never seen anything so romantically dramatic since the Altean Drama shows he used to watch. He was overly obvious though, wearing an obnoxious grin anytime he spotted either of the two doing well….anything within ten meters of each other. Pidge even ‘accidentally’ misplaced  Lance’s phone in the lounge, and when Lance went to retrieve it, jacket swung over his shoulder, Keith happened to be there, sprawled across the couch, watching TV. Keith’s eyes flickered up as Lance entered the room, and shot Lance a curious look. Lance’s throat immediately went dry as he met Keith’s gaze, and he opened his mouth to say something before closing it again, his mind immediately going blank as he was in the presence of the red paladin. Lance’s heart began to race, blush spreading across his face and down his neck. Keith noticed and, damn him, he smirked. The corner of his lip curling up, his eyes narrowing, it was the worst and the best thing Lance had ever seen. God damn him. “I-I..my phone, I left it-” Lance stammered, suddenly forgetting how to talk. He gave himself a mental slap. He was supposed to be cool around his crushes, god damn it! Not a blushing, stuttering, awkward mess! It was a nightmare.

Keith nodded slightly and reached behind him, pulling out his phone and holding it out to Lance, his gaze falling back to the show on Television. Lance reached forward with a gulp and retrieved his phone, but Keith had his entire hand wrapped around the phone. His hand ended up wrapping on top of Keith’s, and he couldn’t help but marvel at how lean and long his fingered were, how he had a slightly calloused palm from his intense fights.

Then, without thinking, he slipped his fingers between the gaps of Keith’s hand, intertwining their hands. Lance let out a small, happy sigh, this was the touch he’d been craving for..well, God knows how long. “Uh...Lance? Keith questioned, eyes scanning his with an unreadable expressed, eyebrows drawn together. Lance looked at him, then down to their hands, before letting out a shocked cry and jerking his hand back, dropping his phone in the process. He immediately chased after the device, desperately catching it while Keith chuckled. Lance turned a burgundy red now and bolted out of the room as fast as his long legs could possibly carry him.

Meanwhile, Shiro and Coran watched eagerly from the security cameras, followed by Hunk who was practically worshipping Pidge for getting them to the next stage- Hand-Holding.

“You did it, Pidge! Did you see that? They held hands for like, 4.3 seconds! And Lance blushed-” Hunk exclaimed with over-enthusiasm.

“Of course it worked! My plans never fail!” Pidge replied with a smug grin. “They’re up to at least stage three of PPP! If my masterplan goes as planned, we should be almost there!

“I feel like a proud dad.” Shiro held a hand to his chest and closed his eyes with a goofy smile, causing Allura to groan.

“Wh-...I don’t understand why you all are so invested in this!” She sighed, shaking her head disapprovingly. “Remind me again what your so-called masterplan is, Pidge.” Pidge and Hunk both grinned before Hunk cleared his throat. “Our masterplan consists of exactly ten stages. Why ten, you ask? Well, Keith has five letters, and so does Lance. And ten is a good number.” Hunk began, and Pidge rolled her eyes before he continued. “Stage One- Getting Lance out of the I-hate-you-Keith-stupid-mullet-head phase and into the Hey-I-realise-I-might-not-hate-you phase. Stage 1- Successful.” “And how did you influence this and not, well, Lance doing it by himself?” Allura retaliated, and Pidge grinned.

“We both made small comments and had lengthy conversations with him. Such as- Hey Lance, ever notice how strong Keith is? Hey Lance, why do you have a rivalry with Keith? Lance, Keith’s pretty cool. But not as cool as you.” Pidge demonstrating, before wincing at the last comment and adding, “Hunk said the last one. Anyway.” “Stage Two- Help him realize hey, you actually like him! Stage Two- Successful!” Pidge added. “Stage Three- Get him out of denial and give him opportunities to get closer to him. Check!”

“Stage Four is when Lance tries to figure out if Keith likes him back, meaning he definitely wants to grow their relationship to more,” Shiro informed with a grin, and Allura had to admit, it seemed slightly less stupid when Shiro said it. Pidge and Hunk nodded in return.

“Stage Five, and my personal favorite stage, is when Lance or Keith come up to us for advice!!” Hunk grinned, and it was obvious he’d be excited, he loves nothing more than helping his friends out. “Stage Six- Working up courage with help from their loyal friends-” “Stage Seven- The confessions! Romantic, beautiful confessions, under the sunset, or a full moon in our case, or in each other’s room..” “Stage Eight- I like you too stage, mutual feelings and by far the best stage.” “Stage Nine, Dating!! Boom, together, it happened, we did it!” “Annddddd the final stage, First Kiss!!” Pidge cooed, making kissy faces and clutching her hand to her chest. Shiro, Pidge, and Hunk bunched together, laughing, while Coran was actually writing out the plan. Allura put her head in her hands and sighed. Again.

Meanwhile, Keith was 100% done with whatever they all were planning. It was getting on his nerves, big time. He’d waited long enough for Lance to get his head out of the clouds and actually pay attention to him after watching him flirt with anyone and everyone except for grin. He couldn’t help the jealousy he’d feel as Lance would flash the girls that sly grin. Keith wanted to see that grin for himself, and only him.

It was a relief when Lance started showing interest in him, but that didn’t stop the surprise. Hell, the guy was even worse at hiding it than he was, no-- he was one hundred times worse. Lance blushed and stuttered and his gaze darted and his hand rubbed the back of his head as his cheeks turned pink and oh my god, it was the cutest thing ever.

Once Shiro found out, hell broke loose. Meaning, when you have a friend as good as Shiro figure out, or the dad friend, you never. Ever. Live it down.

Shiro would sit on the far side of the table, knowing Keith would sit next to him, so that he could sit next to Lance too. He’d smirk as Keith would unintentionally stare at Lance for a little too long. Claim he wouldn’t stop teasing until Keith told him the truth.

So he did.

“I like Lance.” He said one day after they finished sparring, and Shiro, goddamnit, he hugged him and went on about how proud he was. It. Was. Hell.

On top of that, Pidge and Hunk and their stupid mission to get them together. Every time Lance got close the paladin would lose his mind and run away before a single thing could happen. His teammates would squeal about how they were getting closer, but how was any progress going to happen like this? He was sick of it. So, one day, he decided to change that.

The Voltron team were sitting in the common room, sprawled out and comfortable around each other before Keith grabbed Lance’s arm and pulled him out of the room, saying he needed to talk to him.

Lance felt his heart jump out of his chest and he turned his head to see his friends cheer before Coran sent him a thumbs up as the door closed. Keith pressed his back against the wall behind him, leaning against it lazily, his arms crossed and eyes narrowed. Lance moved back, attempting to calm his heart and remain the calm, cool self he always was but it wasn’t working. At all. “I think you know why I brought you here.” Keith finally said, breaking the silence and thick tension that was apparent in the air. Lance gulped and shook his head slightly.

“Nope, no idea whatsoever, seriously-” “Can you just shut up for one second? Man.” Keith snapped, before clearing his throat and continuing what he was trying to say. “The plan they’ve been doing. It’s annoying me.” Lance raised an eyebrow, this was obviously news to him. “Wait, what plan?” “Shiro and the others have made a plan-- a full one with stages and everything-- to get us together,” Keith explained, and Lance felt he was going to fall apart. How did he say that so casually?! And was that why Pidge and Hunk and Allura were all- oh my god, he was so stupid. How’d he not know that?!

“And it’s annoying me. I don’t want those idiots hanging off my every move if I already know what I want.” Keith grumbled, and Lance’s eyes went wide.

“What do you mean?” He whispered, feeling his heart pound with every increasing moment. Keith rolled his eyes, as if it was stupidly obvious, and planted his hands on Lance’s shoulders and staring at him intensely. “I like you, Lance.” Lance felt like his world was going to explode. Or his chest. His mind. Everything and everything. The distance between them suddenly seemed to far and he craved the touch again, his lips parting as his eyes widened because did that really just happen? I like you, Lance.

I like you, Lance.

I like you, Lance.

Had he heard wrong? Was he dreaming? Was this even happening?! He didn’t know, didn’t know what was going on or what was happening but he knew that goddamnit he needed to do something or he would lose his mind.

“I’m going to give you three seconds to punch me.” Lance breathed as Keith’s hands dropped from his shoulders, clenching his fists and mentally preparing himself.

“What?-” Keith started, but he could barely say anything before Lance made his move.

He surged his body forward, arms reaching up and pulling Keith’s face towards him in a desperate kiss. The angle was completely wrong, and his eyes were screwed tight because they were kissing and god, Keith’s lips were so soft and just- Lance pulled away.

Keith stared at him in awe. Did he really just do that? Lance gave a sheepish look, before realizing what he’d said.

“One…” He whispered as Keith continued to stare before attempting to string together something to say, anything to say.

“Two..” Lance continued, his face flushing red and moving slightly closer.

“Three-” “Oh, just shut up already!” Keith snapped before reaching towards the back of his head and tugging Lance’s lips back to meet his own, lifting his other hand to cup Lance’s face as the two kissed, eyebrows drawn together aggressively.   Lance smiled and wrapped his arms around Keith’s back and the two melted together, lips moving gently, attempting to get used to this new feeling. Lance’s lips tingled, and his heart was beating so hard, his chest filled with this light, this soft blinding happiness that seemed to radiate between the two as their lips met over and over and over again.

Keith finally pulled away, turning his head to avoid Lance’s gaze, causing the blue paladin to smile.

“I like you too, Keith.” “I know.”

#klance #vld #keith #lance #keith x lance #my writing

[mr-michael-kyle]

A dark web cybercriminal who advertised hitmen for hire was so spooked by a request from a young Washington state woman—who wished her married lover’s wife dead—that he gave her up to the feds.

That’s according to an FBI search warrant affidavit unsealed this week, which details a surreal plot originating with a chance encounter at an event hosted by Landmark, a self-help group with roots in the 1970s, which has been labeled as a sort of “cult-lite” by some. The case centers on a philandering husband and his jealous lover, who planned on using her college money to have the man’s wife murdered.

Far from being disturbed by the revelation, when the man—identified in court filings solely as “J.M.”—found out about the plot against his wife, he “saw the behavior as an indication of her dedication and affection for him,” according to the affidavit.

The unsealed warrant—which The Daily Beast has redacted to withhold the suspect’s identify as she has not yet been formally charged—targets email addresses that the young lover used to register a Facebook account and talk with J.M., and contact financial institutions and a cashier at her community college. A source with firsthand knowledge of the case stated the investigation has been delayed as a result of COVID-19, however stated it’s still ongoing.

The alleged plot to have J.M.’s wife killed first came to the FBI’s attention on Feb. 12, 2020, when the bureau’s National Threat Operations Center obtained an anonymous tip from a ProtonMail account by way of an IP address associated with a VPN in Phoenix, Arizona. The tipster identified themselves as the administrator of a website on the dark web that provided contract killings for a price. About a week earlier, a potential customer transferred $5,000 in Bitcoin to the service to have a hit carried out within the Seattle area, the informant claimed.

“Just kill her ASAP. I don’t care how just make sure she’s dead. I’d prefer if you shoot her in the head,” the client instructed, before adding that the victim worked for a corporation in Bellevue. She added, “I don’t know if that helps you in someway. She has a 3 year old son that she picks him up at 5 P.M. so she normally will get home around 5ish. Please don’t do anything to the boy. That’s all. Thanks[.] Send me a proof when the job’s carried out.”

The tipster informed federal agents that their hitman website was actually only a Bitcoin rip-off, and that “no actual murders had been committed” on behalf of anybody.

“I feel that all targets which were paid for are in danger,” the con artist with a conscience wrote the FBI. “Customers that pay to kill somebody show that they’re serious about killing that particular person[.] I must be in contact with you and to give you the target info, payments proof, and other info to trace the customers. Customers don’t give their name or details and conceal their IP, however still could be tracked.”

The site administrator sent a photograph of the intended victim to agents, one of whom happened to recognize her as somebody she had met before, the affidavit states. The following day, the FBI met with J.M.’s wife and informed her that someone wanted her dead. It’s unclear how the FBI agent knew of J.M.’s wife previously.

When agents asked whether she knew of anybody who’d want her dead, J.M’s wife started to think about people from her past. There was a “snippy” and “aggressive” former colleague from Phoenix, with whom she’d had a “turbulent relationship” and last saw in January 2020, however she didn’t believe that particular person would ever try to hurt her.

A decade earlier, J.M.’s wife continued, her husband sued his boss over a sexual harassment claim. She informed agents she “felt that it was unlikely that J.M.’s former employer would solicit her murder,” the affidavit states, “but stated it was possible as a result of ‘life altering’ nature of the situation.” J.M. was entangled in another lawsuit in 2019, his wife added, when J.M. was sued by a company that accused him of quitting to start his own business, in violation of a non-compete clause.

Aside from that, there wasn’t much else—except for one unusual incident that occurred two days before Christmas 2019.

In an interaction captured on J.M. and his wife’s Ring doorbell camera, a young woman appeared on their doorstep and asked for J.M. by name. When J.M.’s wife stated he wasn’t home, the woman stated she was really there to see her and asked if she might come inside. The wife locked the deadbolt, and when J.M. joined the conversation remotely, the young woman walked away. J.M. informed his wife he didn’t know the woman, and his wife figured the woman must have gotten J.M.’s name from a package addressed to him that had been sitting outside.

The agents then asked J.M.’s wife about her relationship with her husband. She stated it had been “strained for the last few years,” describing the issue as a “loss of passion” which had turned their marriage from a romance into more of a friendship. The emotional distance between them started in 2018, following J.M.’s attendance at a Landmark conference. That year, J.M. asked for a divorce, an idea his wife said she rejected “for the sake of their son,” according to the affidavit. They started seeing a marriage counselor—online, because J.M. was too busy with work to do it in person. J.M.’s wife informed the agents she “had not had an extramarital affair and didn’t believe her husband had either.”

The FBI interviewed J.M. the same day. He claimed he couldn’t think of anybody who would want to kill his wife, the affidavit states.

“When describing his job, J.M. said that he has ‘great relationships with people at work,’ his clients ‘love’ him, he ‘just had a big win’ earlier in the day, and doesn’t believe he makes enemies,” the filing adds. “He said the ‘only major points of serious contention are that lawsuit against me and that thing out in Phoenix,’” referring to the old co-worker with whom his wife hadn’t gotten along.

Asked if he was having an affair, J.M. initially lied. He later admitted he met “somebody” at Landmark that “really liked” him. J.M. stated he took his first Landmark course in 2018, attended a second in 2019, and started a 3rd however dropped out at his wife’s request because it was keeping him away from home. His younger admirer was a college student, J.M. advised the agents, and stated they’d had a sexual relationship lasting “six months or so, a couple times, here and there,” the affidavit states.

“He claimed the romantic relationship ended in August 2019. J.M. stated he last saw [the young woman] in January of 2020, when she informed him she still loved him,” the document explains. J.M. stated he had helped the woman out with money a couple of times, including earlier that month, when he gave her $2,000 after she stated her parents lost their life savings in a burglary. However, she “gave him no indication of being a threat,” J.M. insisted.

On Valentine’s Day 2020, an FBI agent interviewed the college student. She stated the last time she saw J.M. was three weeks prior, when they traveled to Portland, Oregon, for an evening. J.M.’s secret girlfriend stated she was unaware at first that he was married, according to the affidavit. When she found out, J.M. told her that he “couldn’t stand his wife,” but that she had cancer and he couldn’t leave her.

But the younger woman told agents she unearthed pictures online of J.M. and his wife that appeared to contradict his story. After first denying she took steps to have J.M.’s wife murdered, the woman allegedly confessed to soliciting the hit. She then claimed she got nervous and tried to delete the transaction after submitting it, but was unable to do so.

“When asked if she [hoped] J.M. would come live with her as soon as his wife was killed, [the young woman said] ‘…yeah,’” the affidavit states.

Indeed, the younger woman told agents she tried to sabotage their marriage. Before showing up at J.M.’s home in December 2019, she created a fake Facebook account under the name “Katlyn Everson” and sent the wife messages saying J.M. was having an affair.

“I know it because I know the particular person he’s cheating on u with,” Katlyn wrote, according to the affidavit. “If u dont believe me, they’re gonna meet up today at the Kizuki Ramen restaurant in Olympia at 4:30 PM. You can prove it by yourself.”

But J.M.’s wife apparently never saw these messages.

The FBI returned to J.M. for more info in March 2020, since his initial statements didn’t add up. In his second interview, J.M. admitted that he had previously lied to agents when he denied recognizing the younger woman in the Ring footage; at the time, he didn’t want his wife to find out about his extramarital relationship.

J.M. informed investigators that he spoke to the girlfriend shortly after she visited his Bellevue residence unannounced, and asked why she did it. She told J.M. “she was there to kill [his wife] and that she brought a knife along with her as a way to accomplish the murder,” the affidavit states.

Soon after that interview, J.M.’s lover lawyered up and met with the FBI to discuss making a deal. For her part, the woman claimed she never meant to kill her lover’s wife and wasn’t armed during their encounter. She stated she only told J.M. this because she was upset.

She added that J.M. had previously “made comments about wanting to kill his wife and once asked [her] if she knew anybody” willing to do the job.

The woman told authorities that their affair, which started in the summer of 2018, “ebbed and flowed,” and that she’d dumped J.M. a number of times because she was annoyed by his refusal to leave his wife. She claimed J.M. informed her they couldn’t be together until his spouse “died or something happened,” the affidavit alleges.

Over the course of their relationship, she stated, J.M. had a litany of other excuses: the wife had cancer, he was afraid of losing custody of his child, his wife had threatened to kill herself in the past when he threatened her with divorce.

After the couple reunited in the fall of 2019, the college student made plans to end J.M.’s marriage by way of the murder-for-hire plot. She stated she’d used $2,000 that J.M. sent her through PayPal, as well as college scholarship cash to solicit the spouse’s execution.

The young woman stated she and J.M. went out to dinner following her unannounced appearance at his house in December 2019.

“J.M. asked why [she] went to his house, and [she] informed him that she went there to kill [his wife],” the affidavit states. “[She] said that she didn’t actually intend to kill [J.M.’s wife], and was not armed when she went to the house, but told J.M. this because she was upset. [The young woman] claimed that J.M. wasn’t angry but instead saw the conduct as a sign of her dedication and affection for him.”

In order to pursue the murder plot, the woman informed agents, she used an old cellphone she’d obtained from her pastor, then used it to download an application to access the dark web. According to the affidavit, the student surfed reviews of websites providing hitmen—whose services included beating, maiming, or killing victims, she stated—and requested price quotes before landing on the alleged Bitcoin scammer. She chose the Phoenix killer because their website “had an escrow system, giving her a sense of security that her funds wouldn’t be stolen,” the filing states.

The gal pal instructed the phony hitman to not hurt the wife’s child and sent them the victim’s Facebook profile image and address. She’d release the funds, she stated, as soon as she had photographic proof that the victim had been murdered.

Weeks went by, and J.M.’s wife was still alive, the young woman informed the FBI. She contacted the “hitman” through their website and asked what was happening. The scammer, who claimed they by no means really planned on carrying out the assassination, provided an excuse: The hitman they hired for the job had been arrested, so they had been searching for another person to pull it off.

Needless to say, it never happened. The search warrant was executed last April, and filed in court this week, showing that FBI agents mined two of the woman’s email accounts for further clues and proof concerning the aborted hit.

The young woman was unable to be reached. Her lawyer isn’t identified in the filing and isn’t listed in court records.

There have been myriad reports of attempted murder-for-hire plots hatched by way of the dark web in recent years, though a majority of them end up being scams. In each of the instances, men paid online goons several thousand {dollars} in Bitcoin. Around the same time J.M.’s girlfriend was looking for an assassin, CBS 48 Hours highlighted the case of a Minnesota teenager whose British gamer ex-boyfriend had ordered her murder online by way of a mysterious dark net fraudster referred to as “Yura.”

In April, The Every day Beast reported on the case of Spokane physician Ronald Ilg, who’s facing criminal charges for trying to hire dark web killers to assault a former employee and kidnap and extort his wife. Police say journalists from an unnamed news organization foiled Ilg’s plans. One month later, reporters disrupted another alleged murder-for-hire, this time in Beverly Hills. Scott Quinn Berkett, 24, is charged with attempting to orchestrate the killing of a woman he met on a Facebook anime fan page.

#murderplot #darkweb #murderforhire #usanews #worldnews

[survivorunfinishedbusiness]

Episode #3 - “I Stand For The Flag, I Kneel At The Cross” - Amanda

https://survivorunfinishedbusiness.tumblr.com/post/175489103003/immunity-challenge-3

Moral of the story, never trust a weeaboo goombitch

Audaux or whatever that fucking tribe's name is is dead to me. They are worth nothing. SCUM. Scum is what they are. Liars. Their word is worth nothing in this game and neither are they. Unlike them I've got an idol. Time's ticking. And sooner or later their times gonna be up.

im overwhelmed

https://survivorunfinishedbusiness.tumblr.com/post/175491921028/announcement

Amanda is removed from the game.

I’m not a Christian but I know who Monique Heart is. “Therefore whatever you have said in the dark shall be heard in the light, and what you have whispered in private rooms shall be proclaimed on the housetops.” Luke 12:3

oh wow. This game really took a turn for the worst huh. Nicholas left, Dani exploded, one world and a swap happened, tea was spilled, my closest ally was removed from the game, and Athena is ending after this season. I would like it to be known that I had absolutely no idea Amanda was so problematic and would not have gotten so close to her had I known! I'm taking this whole night kinda hard because it's like a punch in the face for me, not only because it hinders my game but also because it's so sad that I had gotten so close to Amanda these past few days and it's honestly super tragic what happened. I literally had no idea she was problematic and I had grown to care for her. I'm def just gonna take the night off and try to gather my bearings before I try to focus on the game or anyone else in it for now. Today has been insanely exhausting. Tomorrow is a new day and I fully intend to play just as hard (if not harder) as I was before, but I'm probably gonna have to start back at square 1. Wish me luck!!

So, tribal went exactly as I planned, and the swap happened... just as planned. However, Amanda wasn't something I had planned or even considered happening. Like, it's crazy when you think you know somebody, but then it turns out they are actually a 180 of what you think they are... Naturally this throws the Night Owls into serious haywire, and honestly, it might as well be a new game only with less allies at this point.

Well, Dani as it turns out is the Abi-Maria type, you know "fuck with me, you're dead." Good news is that I'm on a different tribe. Bad news is that I went in that tribal with 6 people willing to work with me, and walked out with 2.

https://youtu.be/BKWTR3cUibk

As time goes on, I'm slowly feeling a bit better about my tribe, but we'll see how I'm feeling when/if we go to tribal. Bodhi surprisingly seems less upset than Dani, almost makes me glad I got him instead of Dani. (Though having Colin and Timmy would have been ideal for me.)

Hi hosts I haven't made a confessional yet. honestly last night was wild like. i was drinking because i'm on vacaytion and that's what you do and like i started drinking like RIGHT when ryan sent the letter so i knew this was gonna be an interesting night so i kept on doing it and i was definitely gone. so yeah my tribes cool i like dani a lot. hopefully her drama will keep us alive. i don't know who's from what tribe but i do know anna and i are the only ones from talio on a tribe of 8 so that's really cute!

Okay so... last night was a hot mess. We tribe swap but then get put on One World with a scary pairs challenge, but then everyone fights Amanda Lynn for blindsiding Nicholas, THEN she gets exposed and quits the game. Omg Dani’s mind... So now I’m on a new tribe so let’s assess them! Super happy Andrew is with me. My closest ally from the old tribe that I can trust. Nathan and Nicole are here too, but they seem like a tighter duo with each other than us. I just hope they don’t do any shady business. Super happy to be reunited with Bodhi, we were a duo in B.B. pokémon but it might be known with Julia on this tribe. Speaking of Julia, don’t think we’re on good terms. She doesn’t like me so I’m not gonna bother messaging her. I played furby with Colin, we didn’t talk much there though. He tells me he lead the blindside against Nicholas and Kori was with him too so they’re probably working together. And then there’s Isaac, don’t have an opinion of him. Let’s just hope this phase of the game goes swimmingly.

https://survivorunfinishedbusiness.tumblr.com/post/175509590398/immunity-challenge-4

OK WOW THAT AMANDA LYNN DRAMA I THINK SORTA SAVED ME! I WAS PAIRED WIHT JAKE! IN THAT PAIRED UP WHAT EVER CRAP TURN LEFT TURN RIGHT BULLSHIT! and well i was most definitely going to turn right on his ass. Bc i know for a fact he was lying to me i know he was also turning right. IM NOT DUMB JAKE! sooo i was shook! bc like i didnt know all that wud play out. BUT THEN QUEEN JAY B. EXPOSED AMANDA LYNNS ASS! WHICH GETS HER PRETTY MUVH REMOVED/WALKED FROM THE GAME! which means no dumb pairs! sooo now we r on this one world tribal beach for like no reason ! ahah. but yeah i pretty much trust no one on my tribe like at all. BESIDES DANI A FUCKING QUEEN ! DANI I FUCKING LOVE YOU TO THE MOON AN BACK! <3 well im on the ugly audax tribe now. and i need to make  a video DR about other stuff   

ali and emily TY TY FOR PUTTING ANNA on my tribe after the swap! SHE  IS A GODDESS ON THE UNDERWORLD <3 (mean this in a good way) she is definitely a slytherin sooo cunning! ME AN HER BOTH BEING POTS AND VILLAINS OF OUR GAMES AND BEING ON THE SAME TRIBE <3  wow ty for rigging us together <3 SHE IS MY QUEEN! LIKE i hope she is bein genuine wiht me right now bc i want to work with her sooo bad!

Before my first tribal https://youtu.be/RfsGDjeD9_w   After my first tribal https://youtu.be/NDCkPgw75II 

https://youtu.be/M4bMaLxzwpY  Update on what I said about Blake though: we both like the same shows so that’s amazing because they’re Netflix shows which are my favorite.

Ali won't tell me where the idols are. That fucking snake this is why I told the hosts I refused to play with him.

Well, now that the Amanda fiasco has been said and done, I feel good about AJ and Julia in my tribe, meanwhile I still have Colin and I'm trying to work on a potential 5th, if we can get 5 that's a majority in a possible vote, and then I can move through this tribe fearlessly.

I dunno how I feel about the challenge, because it feels like one that if I'm in, I could definitely drop the ball, and as a result be the target, which would SUCK like majorly.

Hi My name is john coffey And yes I drink coffee.

https://survivorunfinishedbusiness.tumblr.com/post/175523828513/immunity-results-4

Talio wins immunity, sending Audax is sent to tribal council.

I'm a little late with this confession but Amanda got removed cus sis, she's homophobic, bye.

17 more to go.

So theres some annoying beef going on between Timmy and Dani and I mean I might as well be annoying and call them out about it in the tribe chat. It's the last season of Athena we gotta spice shit up.

So much is happening, I wanted Dani out, Dani wanted me out, Mo was trying to instigate stuff in the tribe chat. Once the challenge results were posted Ryan was messaging me saying that we should keep the 4 of us who were in the challenge safe because we need strong competitors and I agreed. Then after that I heard from Anna that Dani was saying my name, which is fucked up because she (Dani) had just said last night that she wants to put the past behind us. But honestly, and this is going to sound really stupid, after the Mo thing in the tribe chat, I'd much rather have him gone. The way to do that is to work with Dani and just let everything out into the open. Especially since Mo said, both in PMs and in the tribe chat, that he is trying a more assertive and bold strategy. Don't reveal your strategy, that's stupid. So Dani and I have been talking and we want Mo out because that seems like the best idea right now because he is trying to personify that there is an issue between us. I can get Anna on board and she seems like she would agree to it based on a small talk about it and Dani said she got John. But also John hasn't responded to my last message so....that's something. Trusting Dani could be what gets me out of this game and I really could be booboo the fool, but sometimes risks need to be taken. I'm just hoping that I can convince Ryan that this is the smarter plan, or maybe he can talk some sense into me and then Dani goes. Either way I don't want to be the one leaving tomorrow and I'm going to try everything to make sure that that does not happen. But right now it is 1am and I can get nothing accomplished this late, so that will have to wait until tomorrow where hopefully I don't wake up to a tribe chat on fire.

ofc my tribe loses. Tribal council loves "ana" ;) @ emily anyway dani and timmy are fighting which makes it sooo easy to just sit back and vote one of them BUT i really like timmy. and Dani is close to Blake and Ryan who I have an alliance chat with so I don't think they will vote her. Naturally I threw out the idea to keep BOTH of them for the drama and since Dani is going to go after Colin, Kori AND Timmy she will make such a great meat shield even in the future. So I threw out Mo's name. We were originally not going to vote anyone who competed in the challenge but Mo took literally so long, 5 minutes longer than the person on the other tribe and Ryan had gotten him a beautiful lead. Ofc I was 2 minutes slower but hear me out. Apparently in the jeopardy challenge he had bad internet or something and flopped and let everyone down. So thats kinda 2 in a row. Don't get me wrong, I think he's a super nice guy and I get why everyone loves him BUT him and I's convo's seem to run dry. Compared to people like Blake or Ryan who I want to talk to all the time, I don't see myself working with him closely in the future. So we will see. Looks like its gonna be one of those three!

it's me again. SO last night mo was like stirring the pot or something and tried having like an intervention with dani and timmy. or like, relationship therapy i guess. BUT it seems like little mo's fun backfired because mr timmy came to me this morning and it appears he and dani have kissed and made up and now they want little mo out. gay gagging! anna's on board i think. and it doesn't seem like vindicta is united. i know john said he didn't really connect with everyone so that's good. and timmys gonna pull in RTP so we can vote out mo. so that's fun!

The numbers to get Mo out seem to be there so I am thrilled! We don't need someone who is going to try to cause drama just so they can then hide in the shadows. The difficult part comes next and that is telling Ryan that Mo is the target, but I am hoping that will go well because the numbers are already there, and I'll phrase it in a way that is me asking him rather than saying it is already happening...even though it is.

Kori is literally.... like... insane. Every single time I'm on a call with him and one other person he offers a 'voice chat' alliance to f3. We've had one with Timmy since night 1, made one with Nathan yesterday, and he also offered one to Isaac. It's literally too much I'm screaming. Straights are WILD.

LAST MINUTE DR.... I WON IMMUNITY WOOOO BUT I THINK THE FIRST TIME I DONT IM GONE GBVFDJGNVFD

https://survivorunfinishedbusiness.tumblr.com/post/175556933558/tribal-council-4-audax

Mo is sent home by a vote of 6-1. You can watch his preseason interview here.

#writeanewchapter #episodes

[ryntaia]

Heat Haze Days -- P4/Shuake

   Title: Heat Haze Days

Fandom: Persona 5

Rating: T

Genre: Tragedy/Angst 

Pairing: Shuake/Akeshu/AkiraxAkechi

Summary: The days may be gone, but the memories will not fade. Particularly the ones that Akira couldn’t even see to begin with. Based loosely on the song ‘Heat Haze Days’ with some seasonal and dates changed in the lyrics to suit the composition. 

Status: Complete 

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           It happened at around 12:30 PM on December 15th.

           The weather was nice.

           In the prior year, Kurusu Akira had become very acquainted with blood. The blood of his friends, the blood of his enemies, and even his own blood. It had a tangy, metallic taste and an ugly smell that was ever so subtle yet invasive. It could come from a gash the sent currents of pain through his entire form, or a single slice that barely scrapped a layer of skin yet unleashed currents of the red liquid. In some way he had become accustomed to it. Blood was honest and true; there wasn’t a lie that blood could tell you. It meant you had done something wrong, that you needed to change your tactics, that you needed to give attention to your health immediately.

           He found that not seeing blood was almost far more unnerving.

           “Well, you know, I kind of hate winter,”

           A bold murmur while petting a cat.

           It was like some sort of cognitive dissonance, that curve between sight and sound. The barrier between scent and what could be viewed. Seeing blood in front of him let him know what action he needed to take right then and there; only hearing the sickening sound a bullet cutting through the air and finding its target left him with confusion and and an upset stomach. What to do? There was no time left. It was winter. They had no time before the elections came in.

           There was nothing to be seen. Only sounds to hear and scents to smell. The scent of blood reaching his nostrils as he tried to keep his cool. In his ears was a dull throbbing sound that nearly drowned out the words of the redhead next to him quietly talking about what she could and couldn’t see with that amazing power of hers. But he could not see it; he could not figure out if he could reach back out and pull the broken teenager away from himself.

           When he could see their pain he could heal their pain.

           But he couldn’t see a drop of Akechi Goro’s blood anymore.

           Ah, you pursued that cat as it ran away from you.

           And what jumped out was the traffic light that changed to glaring red.

           Suddenly it came out of nowhere and struck you as you screamed.

           Your scent was mingled with sprayed blood and it choked me.

           In the back of his mind, Akira knew that the actions that had been chosen by Akechi Goro were probably the only ones he could’ve taken. The boy had been too far gone and no manner of pleading would reach him enough, at least not enough to clean the slate of the child assassin’s long list of crimes. For Akechi, he realized, this had been the only choice—to jump in front of the bullet that could stop Akira and his comrades. He understood that, he did, and he told himself that repeatedly even during the long nights he spent in Juvenile Detention.

           But the scents and sounds haunted him. It was as if he could feel himself, his OTHER self, coyly wrapping red-gloved fingers around his shoulder and reminding him every day. Those gloves still carried that scent and each thrum of the non-existant fingers on his shoulder sounded akin to the ringing shot that had coursed through the engine room. Kurusu Akira was trying to forget; Joker would not allow him to. Of course he wouldn’t. The Joker desired truth, and truth was this reality.

           In the haze of lies, the haze of the heat laughed, “This is all real!”

           With that, like a cricket’s sound being disturbed, the light blue of winter darkened away.

           Yet I wake to the sound of a ticking clock.

           What time is it now?

           He stared at the ceiling blankly.

           It hadn’t changed. It was still the dusty gray cement of his temporary prison. He would be released soon. The closer it came to his departure date, the less real his own world felt. It was isolated, and the idea of leaving this place felt unreal. Was he ever truly not in this place? This cold, empty prison surrounded by jeering and judging eyes from people he barely knew but was told to live up to the expectations of. It had been his Velvet Room and it was now his reality. He had a release date yet in this dark place, Akira couldn’t even remember what it was at times.

           The Joker still stood across from him the cell, glaring red eyes fixed on him from behind the mask. With him is the sound of red-gloved fingers thrumming against an arm, the sound he tries to ignore yet reminds him that no matter how isolated and distant he feels now, it was all real. From the good, all the way down to the bad.

           The decaying scent was still there.

           The hands on the clock point a little past noon on February 14th.

           I recalled the sound of an awfully annoying cricket.

           “I should go home for today,”

           When I was on my way the people all around me all looked up with their mouths gaping.

           It’s long past the point, a good three months past the point. No one is actually looking at him anymore. They’ve all moved on to whatever the newest sensation is and the only eyes on him are the eyes of his friends and his prosecutor turned defense attorney. Their eyes are happy and welcoming and it is clear they have been thinking of Akira nonstop since he put himself up as the sacrificial lamb at Shido’s trial. Their faces are kind and loving and for the first time in a long time, Akira feels something akin to comfortable again.

           He still can’t help but feel this odd sensation of being watched, though. Even as people have moved on to the next big thing, it somehow feels like people are all watching him. He knows that there is definitely one pair of eyes on him. Joker has not left Akira since the Juvenile Detention Center; his presence was waned by the elation of his allies but his other self still walks in tandem with him. He still wears that ugly smile and he still smells of decay.

           He knows that Joker isn’t actually there. Because he IS Joker.

           But there he stays anyways.

           From the sky dropped down iron bits that pierced through you.

           A tearing scream and the sound of wind chimes echo through the trees.

           In this unnatural scene the shimmering heat laughed “This is the real thing!”

           Through my darkening eyes I thought I saw you smile.

          Once he was out of the Detention Center was when the dreams began.

           It was a different dream every night; the mangled body from a car accident, the spraying blood from a construction mishap, the distant and blurry but unmistakably still form at the bottom of the stairs. Brunette hair was laced with strands of red blood and pale skin was marred with the ugly fluid. Limbs were limp; a marked briefcase lay forgotten at the teenager’s side. Always silent, always accompanied by that ringing sound of a shot no matter what the cause. Always drunk on that scent of decay.

           All Akira could do in these dreams was stand there and watch it happen, the arm of his other self threaded around his shoulders with a poisonous smirk spreading the features under the white mask. As if the Joker exerted some sort of powerful energy over Akira (and why wouldn’t he) he would keep the leader of the Phantom Thief alert to every moment of every death. Each and every scene that was worse than the last and likely far more brutal than what had actually happened, what he had never seen.

HE would not let himself look away.

           HE would not let himself not see the smile that seemed to cross Akechi’s face every time he finally faded away.

           As if he was smiling to Akira. To tell him to stop. To let it go.

           But he couldn’t.

           The sneering heat haze plunders away one darkened world after another.

           It’ll repeat for decades now. I’ve realized that by now.

           This kind of frequently repeating story has only one kind of ending.

           But it can be found beyond those repeating winter days.

           He keeps a smile on for his friends but they know something is wrong. Akira doesn’t let them get too deep into it; he knows that the Joker will never go away like the personas of the other Thieves has. The Joker feels a great amount of dirt on his hands even for the dirtiest of people, possibly because of the heavy burden that weighs on his own heart. Maybe, he thinks, that is why their personas left and the Joker stayed. They felt bad about what happened despite Akechi’s wrongdoings but they didn’t feel as deeply for the brunette as Akira did.

           They did not think back to a time in a café where gentle banter was exchanged and masks were lifted for only those few moments.

           They did not think back to a time in a studio where a connection was sewn regardless of intention.

           They did not think back to a time in a train station where light concerns were exchanged in order to mask for their own larger misgivings.

           So behind them did not stand the Joker, sneering and laughing and repeating his tired and malicious joke. The only ending was that there was no ending; it was a feeing that he and he alone had to live with. Guilt and loss. Being the saving hand for so many but failing to save someone who needed it so desperately, who HE needed so desperately. So he would live out these days.

           And aside he would stand the Joker.

           It’s quite a regular winter for me.

           But all of that ends today.

           Awakening on February 14th in a velvet room, a brunette, hugging a cat alone.

           Said, “It didn’t work again.”

#Persona 5 #Akira Kusuru #Akechi Goro #Akeshu #Shuake #angst fic #tragedy fic #fanfiction #fanfic #spoilers #Kagerou Days #Heat Haze Days #interpret the end however you like

[crazykendal]

This is too long

Why did you close the door the last time you closed one? so no little kids would rampage in Stripes or polka dots? stripes Do you care if people touch you when they’re talking to you? depends on who What is your gender? female Do you think that people think its obvious? i sure hope so haha

How long did your first date last? 0 seconds ;) Is your favorite color within 10 feet of you? yes Highlight of your day? my old friend came over Would you rather be on a boat or a plane? dood no boats those scare the f outta me, but ive never been on a plane Can you tell when girls (or guys) have eyeliner on? yes. Can you cook?

yikes uh.. nope How high is your ceiling? i believe 35 feet im some parts of the house Whats the worst job you can think of? honestly idk Do you swear a lot?  what the fuck are you talking about Does the last person you texted have an O in their name? HA no Is everything working in your house? i dont think so Would you rather have a pool or a trampoline? pool. Does pop give you energy? no..? TV show you love with a passion? the walking dead, and ive been watching the 100, but i love twd  a lot more Do you think you learned anything from the worst night of your life? yeah, im a fucking prick/dick head

Perfect age to get married? who the fuck knows

Is it safe to say you own over 20 pairs of shoes?  i own 3 or maybe 5.. i think Name a career path that women are known for taking. doctors?? idk Favorite type of cookie? chocolate chip, i can never make them because i always come close to burning the house down A quality you look for in choosing a significant other? if anyone can understand me im good What would I find if I looked in your pocket? no pockets What was your first word? yo wassup my homies. (I say that too much, but I have no idea) A musical instrument you wouldnt mind learning how to play? DRUMSSS Last time you went to 7-eleven? months ago A fast food restaurant that you hate with a passion? I kinda hate most of them equally Does everyone in your family have a job? yeah Going anywhere this weekend? im going to a legally blonde musical Is your room ever clean? yeah but usually never What does it mean when youre being quiet? im mad Last person you had a face to face conversation with? my cat Wheres your phone? dude idk ive been grounded for 2 weeks ahahahah Do you know the difference between your and you’re? yes i aint no dumb bitch How late did you stay up last night? 10 pm Anyone youre ready to kill? oh hell yeah Do you need to get a tan? yes What do you want? money and love Favorite TV show as a kid? dood idk

Whats a show that you absolutely refuse to watch? Strangers Things How many times have you been in love? once Go camping or go to a party? camping Do you remember how old you were when you started swearing? maybe when I was 12 How many years older than you would you date someone? I would like to date anyone in my grade, nothing over or less What was the last thing you pinky swore on? I dont swear to anything, ever, unless i care about the person usually more than my self Would you consider yourself a nice person? no. why is this even a question Are there a lot of mirrors in your house?  a lot more than I think there should be Has there ever been a serial killer in your house?  I sure hope not

Do you know anyone who looks like Adam Sandler? no True or false: Glee is annoying. true, ive never watched it but I know its annoying Last thing you cooked? grilled cheese Do you use slang often? maybe Wear glasses? yes hahahaha

About how old was the last person that hit on you? well.. no one has ever hit on me OH wait I cant say (this one girl maybe I don't her well oh god) What color are your headphones? black and red BLUETOOTH BITCHES Would you make a good teacher? Why? I would rather be some sort of leader than teacher Dont you hate those commercials that try too hard? lol some commercials are my life, like the life alert commercials. HELP IVE FALLEN AND I CANT GET UP but yeah some over them are just to much Is the fan on? I have like a ton of fans on right now Any special reason why youre taking this survey? i have nothing better to do What does the last text message you sent say?  i was telling my mom that my little sister was being a pain in the ass and that i wanted pizza hahaha

Your friend needs you to run to the store to get a pregnancy test. Do you? which friend? Friend #1, id ask her who she fucked and be really surprised. Friend #2 I wouldn't even have to ask. Friend #3 I would be shocked and possibly upset. But id get them for all of them hahahaha Do you log out on facebook when you leave the site?  i dont use my Facebook What color are your underwear? white How short are your nails? short Do you like the opposite sex to be dominant or you the one in control? funny you ask that, id rather have the opposite sex dominant and id rather be dominant with same sex.. yep Favorite holiday? Christmas If I asked you to point to Ohio on a map of the US do you think you could? yeah You're locked in a room with spiders. Do you have an issue? spiders don't really bother me, depends on size tho Do you wear your most expensive item of clothing often? uhh Do you eat a lot of food? no THERE'S NO FOOD IN OUR HOUSE

Have your parents ever tried to control your relationship? well like a relationship relationship? maybe Have you ever had to give someone directions before? yes i forget everything but I know how to give directions like a mastermind Speaking of which, are you good at understanding driving directions? ive never driven before because im too little!! in two years i can tho hahah How many people do you text daily? usually none Do you play any instruments? Which instruments do you play? nothing Is there anyone who you call by their last name? no What did you do on your last birthday? I dont remember I think I had a sleepover tho Which of the Seven Deadly Sins do you commit the most? what Has anyone ever told you that you’re incapable of whispering? no What is your least favorite subject in school?

math and science Have you ever been involved in a custody battle before? depends Do you know a couple who constantly sucks on each other’s face? what the actual fuck When was the last time you watched a YouTube video? a few days ago Have you ever babysat a newborn baby before? no

When was the last time you held someone’s hand? does my cat count How many meals have you eaten today, so far? none and it’s 1:05 pm Do you think it’s stupid for people to call others “hot?” no because they might actually be hot hahaha Do you personally think Wikipedia is a reliable source? yeahhh? depends Have you ever shopped at Wet Seal before? Did you like it? wtf is that Do you care about spending money if it’s someone else’s money? yeah What is your favorite Disney movie of all time? dude I dont really like Disney movies so none When you were a child, did you ever want to become a wizard/witch? wtf no Would you rather have hardwood floors or carpet? i have both in my house Who was the last person you yelled at? Why? my little little sister As a kid, did you ever go to camp? no Have you ever made out in a movie theater before? no Are you currently trying to learn to play any instrument? no. When was the last time you went somewhere you thought was haunted? hmm a few months ago Who was the last person to compliment you? idk that was over a month ago How old were you when you got to go on your first date? never have and I bet I never will :( Would you call your parents over-protective or under-protective? over protective helpppp Did your parents ever let you play in the pits of those multicolored balls? what Have any of your siblings ever had a crush on your significant other? chandler riggs or alycia debnam-carey? Are you the jealous type? yeah When was the last time you felt like you were high on life? when clarke and lexa had sex mwahahaha what Do you know someone who cares about themselves more than their child? yeah haha we have their kid now Do you still watch cartoons on television? no What do you usually order at Taco Bell, if you go there?  i dont like taco bell Is there anyone currently annoying you? yes Do you have freckles? no :’( How many dogs do you have, if any at all? imaginary doggos Have you ever witnessed someone being beaten up? i couldn't say I witnessed someone being beat up I usually beat up things Do you think biting is weird or sexy? well it depends on who Would you rather be called hot or beautiful? hot but im neither hahaha Have you ever had a pet turtle before? yes Do you still sleep with your parents when you’re scared sometimes? no. Have you ever met someone with two different color eyes? nope. Have you ever felt like someone was following you? yeah

What color shirt are you wearing at the moment? white Do you enjoy going school shopping? sometimes Do you think Pug dogs are adorable or just plain ugly? I LOVE PUGS my grandpa has some and I love them so much Have you ever met someone who completely resembled their pet? haha ive never thought of that but maybe What was the worst substance you’ve spilled on yourself before? bleach Have you ever made out with more than one person in one night? no Do you think there is a soulmate out there for everyone? no defiantly not me

Do you like short or long surveys the best? long Have you ever bought fake money and tried to make it pass for real? no Are your siblings nice the majority of the time? depends on who Do you freak out when a thunderstorm comes along? no i live for thunderstorms How often do you shower? every other day Have you ever had to sell something for a school fundraiser? maybe How many sodas do you usually drink in one day? sometimes one but usually never Have you ever met someone who was completely weird all-around? yes shes a good friend of mine Do you ever watch any soap operas? i have no idea what that is Have you ever met someone who was mean to everyone? yes. (me) thats not trueee though <3 Do you usually have a low tolerance for pain or high tolerance? I dont care whenever I get injured Would you rather eat or sleep? i dont care Are you one of those die hard Twilight or Harry Potter fans? no just no

Do your parents ever force you to talk to your grandparents? I have one grandpa and a step grandma and I dont really know her that much but I never really see them Do you think long surveys are boring or entertaining? it depends on the questions. Have you ever learned that someone had lied to you all along? i feel like someone has been lying to me but I dont know if its true or not Have you ever wanted to be a lawyer? no. Have you ever had to bail someone out of jail before? no. Is there anyone in your immediate family who was adopted? yeah Do you know anyone who doesn’t have any common sense? yes my same weird friend, oh and me :) When was the last time you bought something? Monday Do you think you look anything like your parents? kinda What are your plans for this weekend? i answered this What color is your significant other’s hair? Chandler Riggs and Alycia Debnam-Carey both have brown hair. Woah ive never thought about this but every single person ive ever crushed on was a brunette Have you ever applied for a job at Walmart before? no. Would you ever become a foster parent? id rather be a foster parent than give birth but I fucking hate kids (maybe that's why I hate myself) Are you ashamed of anyone in your family? yeah my cat Bub he attacks my other cats Would rather talk to someone on a landline or a cell phone? cell Has anyone ever given you a psychiatric assessment? no What is your favorite amusement park?  i dont know Did you ever have braces? I WAS SUPPOSED TO GET THEM OFF THIS MONTH BUT NOOOOOO What is cuter: kisses on the forehead of the cheek? i like both? why am I answering to this Do you believe in evolution or creation? evolution, there was never a god who created anything

Would you rather take a bath or a shower? Why or why not? shower, I dont have time for baths Does it bother you when people touch your personal items? depends. When was the last time you did something sexual? ..depends on what.. Do you collect anything? What? snapbacks Are you better at hand-drawing things or painting? I cant paint to save my life Have either of your parents ever called you a failure before? oh my god all the time! They tell me that more than compliments Have you ever suspected someone of cheating on you? no. When you get married, will you convert your last name? depends on who :) Are your parents divorced, married or separated? married Has someone ever left a relationship with you for someone else? no. What’s the most painful thing you’ve ever experienced? from december 5, 2002 all the way to today When was the last time you went shoe shopping? like 4 weeks ago Are you a part of any clubs at your school, if you still go to school? like in 7th grade CREATIVE WRITING CLUB oh man Do you know someone who wears a wig? no What is your best friend’s last name? nakamura. its my cat haru When was the last time you cried? For what reason? awhile ago because im a fucking baby, just because im going to a different school than a friend of mine who im going to tag mwahaha sucks to be you IM LOOKING BACK AT THIS ITS NOT TRUE IT WAS THE LEXA DEATH SCENE

What is your favorite shop to go to at the mall? forever 21 What time do you usually go to bed on the weekends? like 10 or 11 Have you ever considered suicide? not much? Have you ever been raped before? no. Would you ever consider becoming a marine biologist? no if i ever see those words again im going to fuck someone up. (my dad wants me to be one but im deathly afraid or the ocean) Did you carry a lunchbox as a child? yes. What is your favorite ‘sweet’ to eat? idk Are you someone who usually eats when you’re bored? no Have you ever eaten your way through a breakup? no. Who was the last person you texted? my mom Do you usually buy popcorn when you eat at the movie theater? yeah Did you sleep alone or with someone last night? alone. What kind of dressing do you eat on your salad, if any? none Are you someone who constantly likes to wear hats? no what are talking about im not wearing a hat at all Have you ever seen a Lifetime movie that relates to your life? what What is your Myspace URL? never had one Are you someone who likes to wear dresses more than pants? hahaha if i ever have to wear another dress again im going to kill myself Have you ever dated someone who was way overprotective of you? never fucking dated alright What was the last thing you touched besides your keyboard? my HAT When was the last time you witnessed a fist fight? never..? Do you know anyone who lives in the state of California? bitch I do

Are you waiting for a text right now? no Is it your summer vacation right now? yepp fucking kill me Do you like traveling? love it, more time I can listen to to musicccc What color are the walls of the room you’re in right now? dood i think grey, im looking now and its hard to tell Do you still make mix cds? no. Are you eating or drinking anything right now? no

Do you go to church regularly? no i dont believe in that stuff Who’s your best friend? haru Are you determined? yeahhh...

Are you always looking for/in a relationship, or do you like being single? id love to be in a relationship but i hate so many people and a ton of people hate me and I bet i never will Ever had your heart broken? yeah Even broken someone else’s heart? oh god yes Are you confident? not really When’s the last time you smiled? today. Are you tan? no

Any big plans for today/tonight? I want pizza What’s the background on your computer? oh I recently changed it to lexa and clarke from the 100 Do you have days where you just want to listen to sad songs? yeah Don’t you hate when your plans fall through? sometimes Ever maxed out a credit card? no How old are you? older than time itself Who’s the last person you kissed? my cat Are you hoping they will also be the next person you kiss? no Do you ever actually go on dates? no

Im going to tag @rottentulips because I finally found a really long question tag for her to do so you're welcome ;)

[5hfanfiction]

The PCA's Moment

“It’s a really big event, no?” A little voice broght Camila attention out of the TV. “Yes, People’s Choice Awards has always being one of my favourite events” Camila explained patting her lap for her little sister “You miss big events like this?” Sofi asked sitting on her big sister’s lap turnning to the TV “Well, I miss to go to big events with my friends, but I will probally be there next year, I am working hard on my album, I am making music and having fun, so I can be there next year, maybe I can even hang out with my friends again” Camila tryied to explain smoothing her little sister hair and looking at the celebryts on the TV “Yeah, it will be fun to watch” Sofi said smiling at her sister “When will be the girls performance?” Sinu asked sitting on the couch with a bowl of popcorn in hands “I dont really know, mom, I talked with Dinah today and she said something about it being one of the lastest performances of the night, they will announce the ‘Best Group’ soon though, I think it will be soon after that.” “Are you excited? Its their first official performance without you” Sinu handed the popcorn to Camila and took Sofi for her own lap “I bet they will be great” “Yeah, I am a little bit nervous, I dont know, I trust them, I know that they will slay tonight” Camila put some popcorn in her mouth and open her instagram looking at the girls’s hashtag on the social media, she could go for twitter but all the mean tweets mentioning her @ could probally upset her and she didn’t want to be upset this night “Well they are already slaying tonight, those outfits? They are literally flawless” she turn the device for her mother and sister “Wow look at Dinah, she looks like Beyoncé’s clone” Sofi said smiling at the picture “Lauren looks beautiful like always, it’s insane” Sinu commented turning to her daugher who blushs a little “Yeah, my girlfriend always look beautiful” Camila look again to the picture and closing the Instagram’s app and openning the messages app.

Me: Why are you so beautiful tonight? I am jealous Delivered √

It tooks 5 minutes to Lauren reply, Camila tried to pick up the popcorn that her sister threw at her mouth.

Lolo🌜💚: This beautiful woman here is all yours babe ❤ Are you watching the show? We are gonna perform soon, I am actually already dressed Readed 11:15 PM

Me: Of course I am, you really think I would not watch my girl and my sisters slaying on tv? How dare you Jerg? Delivered √ Readed √

Lolo🌜💚: Good, so pay attention now because we are almost going to the stage, I talk to you as soon as I can babe. Love you my Sun 💛

Lolo🌜💚: P.S: Dinah sent kisses to Sofi and Sinu and, at her words: “Nothing for Walz cause she is annoying” Readed 11:30 PM

Camila laughed at her girlfriend’s text, She could see Dinah throwing her hair over her shoulders, turning snobbly away from her and talking about how much annoying Camila is, she missed her sister so much, she cant wait to see Dinah and the other girls again, not to mention her girlfriend who she missed as if someone had taken a part of her heart away from her

Me: Slay in that stage babe, I am so proud of you guys already, cant wait to see you again, all of you (except Dinah) I love you so much my Moon 💚 Delivered √

She put her phone away when the show comes back of the break and the big Guy on screen began to speak about the “Best Group” award and about her favourite girls “It’s now mom, they are gonna slay, right?” Camila asked a little nervous, sitting herself straight on the couch and increasing the TV volume “Of course they will, mija, they are Fifth Harmony, right, they are always awesome” “Yeah, they are” Camila put all her attention on the TV when the stage come to the view with 4 light cubes with her favourite silhouets inside, Her heart quickened and she started to get more and more nervous when the initial beat of Work From Home reached her ears. She smiles when she notice the change on the lyrics and tears began to come out of her eyes, the tone of the song sounds different too, and her girlfriend’s raspy strong voice came out singing her lyrics, she was just so happy now, they are really gonna slay, she knew that, she looked at her girlfriend’s outfit and almost drooling, her jaw dropped and she turn to her mother when Ally come to the view “DID YOU SAW HER?? HOW SHE CAN BE THAT BEAUTIFUL? I- I CAN’T… OH MY GOD” She said, her voice a little too loud than she wanted “Mija calm down, watch your friends and breathe please” Sinu tryed to calm her while Sofi almost slipped of her mother’s lap of laughing so much “BUT MOM, I CAN’T HELP MYSELF, LOOK- LOOK AT HER!” She pointed for the TV where Lauren come to the view again when the chorus began “THAT FUCKING OUTFIT, HER PONYTAIL, HER… OH MY GOD” “Mija language, por favor, your sister still here” Sinu tryed to block Sofi’s ear but the little one slipped from her arms and sat in the carpet laughing at her sister “I’M SORRY MAMI, I- LOOK AT HER!” She keep pointing at the screen when Lauren was on the view again “I mean, all the girls are amazing and- OH DIOS MIO!” She almost yelled when the girls did some dance moves and Lauren stared at the camera “MY GIRLFRIEND IS SO BEAUTIFUL, I CAN’T!” She almost yelled again and Sinu just rolls her eyes because she knows that she cant do anything to calm the girl and she also knows that she probally will have to look for the performance online because her daugher was blocking her view of the TV with her body while she was almost hugging the big screen “Mija, please, sit, you can yell with your friends next week when we see then again” “MAMI I NEED TO SEE LAUREN TONIGHT!” “What? Estás loca mija? Its almost midnight, I will not let you go out, and Lauren will probally be tired when she goes to her room and-” “Mami look at me” she took her mother’s face between her hands and look into her eyes “I NEED her, and she will probally go party after the Award with Normani and Dinah, I just have to text her and ler her know that I am going to her hotel and-” “Mija, go to sleep okay? You can see her tomorrow, I will ask for Roger to give you a day off, okay? But not tonight, I know what are you thinking and you know that is not right, mija” Camila blushs at her mother’s last words and open her mouth to argue with her mother, but any good reason come from her mouth and she close it, turnning to the TV again and realising that she missed the moment when the girls received the “Best Group” award, she sighs and turn to her mother again “Okay mami, I am sorry, I just… I miss her so much” she lower her voice and sighs again, catching her phone that lays on the floor after her “moment” early and looking for the moment when the girls received their award on YouTube “I know you do, mija, tomorrow okay?” Her mom says patting her shoulder, she turn with a little smile on her face “Thank you mom, I will try to talk to Lauren now and try to find their performance to watch again, I promisse to pay attention at all the girls now, and I will go to sleep” “Good, I will put this little sleeping head on her bed and I will go back to watch it with you because someone did not let me watch it on TV” Sinu laughs picking Sofi up and going to their room. Camila sighs again, not holding her laugh and textting Lauren, she couldn’t wait to see her girlfriend again and, of course, tell her about the little moment that she had.

——————————————————————————– A/N: Hello everyone, it’s my first one-shot/fic and I hope you liked it, English is not my first language and I’m not fluent but I tried haha So, sorry about the grammar mistakes. This idea came from a really weird conversation with a friend about Camila watching the girls’s performance on PCA’s, I just thought that it would be fun to share with you guys, so much drama is going on this fandom, we need some release, right? Love you guys, Bianca (@TitaniaLilith on Tumblr/twitter/any social media actually)

#UPDATE #one shot #non AU #slash #camren #humour #romance fluff #submission #The PCAs Moment

[datingadviceonreddit]

So I was dating this guy Mak in LA. We met in October through our mutual best friends in DC when he was visiting from NYC and we kept in touch casually through the months. He ended up moving to LA in January for a big music company and then I went there in March for two months, we became really close friends and then ended up dating in April and he got reallllly attached like asked me to be his girlfriend within a weekSome background: He had two ex girlfriends in the last few years in NYC, both were 8 months long, both dumped him for their ex. He's on good terms with both of them and close friends with the first one.Anyway, I left LA mid April and we somehow ended up talking everyday and I feel like we finessed it into some long distance relationship without meaning to. But he wasn’t sure if I was coming back to LA , and I wasn’t sure either but thought I was. But we agreed to be monogamous or whatever until we see each other for Memorial Day weekend. (The first weekend he's back in NYC since he moved in January).Two weeks before that weekend we got into a big fight, because he's a shitty communicator and texter and I said it’s weird I’m still texting my EX more than him. And he got really upset "is this happening to me again?", said he was just like this with everyone (his best friends have mentioned this ) and needs to be better.Since our conversation he’s been really fine. He gets to NYC last Wednesday and we were staying together Wednesday and Thursday, he was working mostly all day but we hung out at night. He told me on Friday he's seeing his friends which I was totally cool with since he has many and hasn’t seen them in forever, but he goes out gets wasted and all I hear from him is a text at 12:30: help im drunk -.-On Saturday, there’s a big party that’s his best friends birthday that he invited me to at 5 pm. He wakes up hungover at 3:30 asks me where I am, and I tell him he can come meet up with my friends at 5 if he wants (in LA I made every effort to meet his friends when they visited). He tells me sorry, I have to go to my party at 5, see you there.I text him at 7, where are you? And he says he hasn’t left yet. lol. He said he got behind and then I started getting annoyed and he asked me if I was mad and I said “I dont know what else to say we already had to this conversation so many times about communicating” and then he started getting all fucking weird and saying sorry hes not the person I need and he can’t be there for me right now and we should talk about ending things if this isn’t working lol. It was just so bizarre because he was legit begging me to be his gf just on ThursdayI get to the party at 8 with my friends he's kinda quiet but always lingering around me and being nice or whatever, I brought up the fight and he goes “Sam I feel like Im not ready for you. All we do is fight I feel like you’re just mad because you've never been rejected before."Meanwhile hes doing like 10000 lines of coke. This party is batshit wild like 500 people in some Williamsburg house like a horrible college party I hate. I leave after we fight or talk or whatever for 30 min where hes just like dismissing me and acting so fucking 180. I go outside and I'm crying and I tell my friends what happened and in my drunken state i'm begging him to come downstairs and say bye to me because I dont like the way things ended and this wasn’t cool considering we were friends before all of this. And he just says he doesn’t wanna leave the party doesn’t wanna come down. Texts me an hour later asking if i'm still across the street at the bar I was in and I tell him im disgusted by his behavior. Also I told him before this party not to get too drunk and shit because were supposed to spend sunday together.Hes out til 7 am. Texts me at 2 pm when he wakes up apologizing asking to see me, sees me is apologizing profusely telling me how he reverted back to his NYC bullshit and how everything he hated about himself just came out last night and he doesn’t expect me to ever talk to him or give him the time of day and that he clearly has deeper issues he needs to resolve and he was being so shittyTells me he was just super frustrated that he thought he was becoming a better communicator but then slipped and feels like he wasn’t good enough for me, that he lost his shit because he didn’t know how to handle the situation. And was fucked up from all the coke and would do anything to rebuild my trust even as a friend and I ended things and I said I need time to be friends again and hes been apologizing to me and shit and trying to go out of his way to do shit for me all week.His friend sent me this:" he left new york specifically to not be this person, knowing full well it was neither personally healthy nor good for his relationships with people... romantic or otherwise. in los angeles he was able to get away from that kind of noise and focus on himself and building something with you, and i think that much was evident, and he was excited to do both of those things.... he’s very one track minded which is honestly why i was so impressed at his generously and ably hosting me for like 6 daysbut i don’t think he was intentionally malicious at all, i think it was more him prioritizing the complete wrong things/people and then realizing his folly midway through and then just digging in, instead of addressing it sooner."I called him and spoke to him on thursday and said i still wanted things to be over and I need a few days of space. On thursday when we talked, he told me about how he bumped into this girl he went on one date with right before we started dating. This girl has been a running joke because she looks like me but worse and I made fun of him for going out with someone just like me while we started dating. he ghosted her when we started 2 months ago and just ran into her and said hi. I made a joke and said "you're not going to date her are you now" and he laughed and said no.We dont talk until sunday, he calls me, i dont pick up. He called me last night I picked up and said I needed some space but asked him how he was doing what he did this weekend....he admits to me he saw this girl on Saturday and they got a couple of drinks. I’m dumbfounded as this was a topic of conversation on Thursday and he tells me his mind was racing and he thought I was already dating and sleeping guys this weekend, that he felt like he lost me and was hating himself for it, went into a self destructive hole and thought he’d feel better about himself if he got a drink with this girl. That he just wanted to get out of his head and not be lonely.Tells me it wasn’t the right thing to do, that it was selfish and he brought this upon himself and he doesn’t understand why he’s burning this more and more. That he’s never loved a girl more than me and doesn’t know how to handle any of this. He said hes already hurt me enough and hes going to leave me alone now and take a long time away from me to actually work on himself and not inflict any more drama.And im just conflicted as fuck. WHY IS HE DOING ALL THIS AND ACTING CRAZY ALL OF A SUDDEN?? is it because hes getting scared?? via /r/dating_advice

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[aloserwithakeyboard]

"Here's that sandwich you wanted."

There’s only an hour left. An hour of worried parents trying to find the classrooms that their students will sit in everyday, and asking for snacks once they give up. It’s back to school night and I’m the only kid willing to man the cafeteria station. I’m serving food and giving directions. And 2 hours in, I’m definitely understanding why nobody wanted this job. “Sweetheart, do you mind telling me how to get to room 403?” A woman with graying hair asks. “If you go to the top of the middle staircase, it’ll be the first classroom on the left.” I respond with the fake smile shared by every student volunteer who is still at school as the clock hands reach 8:00 pm. The woman walks away after thanking me and I sit down behind the table full of dinner foods and snacks. No one will care if I steal a brownie off the dessert tray, right? I deserve a brownie after dealing with all these clueless parents. Most of them have come to this at least once before and they still have no idea where any classroom is. Someone asked me what floor Trailer 3 was on. On the bright side, no one brought their kid to this, so now the parents are learning to actually read. That’s always a good sign. “What are the chances of a cute boy giving me one of those sandwiches?” I’d like to revoke my prior statement. Clearly, some idiot parent still need to learn to keep their children at home. “Somewhere around 5%,” I answer, “Why are you here, Josh?” The junior takes a second to flash a smile and sit down across from me before addressing the question. “Well, my dad couldn’t make it, but my little sister is going to be a freshman here this year and I wanted to make sure her teachers are decent. I’m supposed to be in Mr. Grant’s room right now, but I already now he’ll be cool with her because we had him last year. I figured, why not take this time to go say hi to my favorite person willing to volunteer at this stupid excuse of a school event? Why are you volunteering here, anyway?“ “Wait, slow down. Why is it so important for you to know your sister’s teachers?” I question. Josh doesn’t seem like the type of guy to come just for the sake of knowing his sister will have nice teachers. Josh shrugged. “Kailey is blind. I’m making sure her teachers will make the right accomadations and be good about the whole situation. I already have to have administration switch her English teacher because Smith doesn’t want to let her use audio or Braille books. I mean, what the hell? Does he just expect a blind student to magically be able to read in his class? It’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard, so I walked out of his orientation and went over to Ms. Mell’s and she said she’d be happy to teach Kailey and make all necessary accomadations since I was such a pleasure to have in class.” Josh ranted. I scoffed at his last comment, but sobered up quickly. “You should report Smith, he can’t do that. It’s illegal. Mell’s class is a lot of fun, I’m sure your sister will love her. And to answer your earlier question, I’m here because I’m the only kid in our grade who is active in student government or cares in the slightest about our school.” “Well, you got that right, this place sucks ass,” Josh leans his arm onto the table, making us much closer together than we were before. “And so does SGA, everyone who’s on it just wants to pad their college resume a bit, they don’t actually care about what goes on at Ravena. And no one is going to do anything when Kailey’s teachers act intolerant just like no one did anything when Paige was being bullied, you know it, I know it, and we can’t even fix it.” Josh’s expression screamed of bitterness and frustration. Paige was what connected Josh and me. I knew them because our mom’s were friends in college. Josh and Paige played baseball together in middle school. Now, Josh and I were at Ravena High School, and Paige was… well, let’s just say not here. They had a hard time freshman year and their parents sent them to a different school. Josh won’t admit it to anyone, but you can tell he misses them horribly. I reached my hand out to squeeze his for reassurance. “Josh, SGA can’t fix that stuff, it’s up to administration. You know Paige is safer now.” “No, we don’t. When was the last time you heard from them. What if this doesn’t go well and we have to send Kailey to some special school? When will I hear from her again? How could I make sure she’s alright?” He kept one hand in mine and rested his head on the other. “Josh, listen to me. Kailey is going to be fine. If any teacher gives her shit, I will march down to their room and read the Disabilities Act to them word for word. We can make sure she’s safe here. I’ll ask Mrs. Levenson to call Paige’s school and ask if we can visit. Okay?” He looks like he’s about to cry and Lord knows I don’t need that right now. Especially since a bunch of parents are gonna come stampeding in to ask for directions to their next classroom in five minutes. Josh wipes his eyes before speaking up, “Thank you, that’d be nice.” He looks me in the eye, seemingly desperate to change the subject, “um, Danny?” “Yeah?” I inquire. He can’t have much to ask me about. We’re not that good of friends, I mean we both sit in the music room at lunch and we’ve had a few classes together. We used to hang out all the time together with Paige when they still stayed around here and after Paige first left he’d show up at my house and I’d show up at his, both of us visibly upset, as we’d lost our best friend. But, even that ended after we both got busy, it had been nice while it lasted, always having someone to talk to. “Um, well, I’m sorry if I’m overstepping with this question, but seeing as it’s after 8:00 pm, I feel like I kind of have to.” He pauses. This is making me kind of nervous, “What time did you put your binder on this morning?” I take my hand out of his and hunch my back. “Probably seven…” I mumble. “Danny, did you take it off afterschool? ” He looks genuinely concerned and it’s genuinely annoying. “No.” I reply staring at my lap while I twiddle my thumbs. “You know that’s not safe.” It feels like I’m being scolded. “I also know it’s none of your business.” I shoot back, “and you should probably be getting ready to meet your sister’s next teacher.” I try not to look at Josh when I hear him stand up from the cafeteria bench. The bell rings, signaling the transition of orientations and triggering the set of footsteps walking away from me and toward Kailey James’s period 3B class. The flood of confused parents makes it’s way to the cafeteria and I’m back to giving directions and handing out food. ••• I was really hoping I could make it out of back to school night without seeing Josh again. I almost made it, too. I had grabbed an extra sandwich from the leftover food in the cafeteria and started to walk out when I caught a glimpse of him. He saw me as soon as I saw him and now he’s making his way toward me. I make it to the bike rack where my bike sits before he catches up. I turn toward him as he starts to talk. “Danny, please talk to me.” “If you minded your own business a bit more maybe I would.” I say, unlocking my bike and pulling it in front of me. “I’m just worried about you,” I scoff and put my helmet on, but he jumps in front of my bike, “Danny, wait! I’m sorry, I just don’t want you to hurt yourself.” “Yeah, well, you don’t have to worry about me Josh. I’m a big boy now.” I mock. “That’s not what I’m saying, Danny. I care about you.” This is straight up pitiful. “No, you don’t. You cared when you thought I could be a replacement for Paige. When I seemed like a good alternative. You don’t actually care about anything that happens to me.” He reaches for my hand and I jerk away from him, horrorified. “I’m sorry,” He keeps trying to take my hand, “I’m sorry I kissed you this Summer. I didn’t mean to make you upset or anything like that. It’s just, you looked so-” “What? Pretty? Like Paige? I love how the one time you think it’s okay to kiss me is when my mother is parading me around in a dress. A dress that actually was a hand-me-down from Paige in case you were wondering. Their mom wanted them to start looking masculine again and my mother wants me to look feminine so I got the dress. I bet you really regretted it when I showed up to your house wearing a binder the next day. I wasn’t your prissy pink princess anymore. Sorry.” I glare at him, hoping it’s enough to get him to let me leave. “No, that’s not what it was at all. You looked out of place. You didn’t belong in the dress, and it was the first time I could tell. I knew you had some secret that you only talked to Paige about, I knew those clothing swaps you did every morning of freshman year wasn’t just for their benefit. They got whatever sweater or skirt your mom forced you in that day and you got their cargo shorts and oversized t-shirt. You were always happier after you changed. Every single time. I kissed you because you looked like you needed reassurance, nothing else. And I was happy when you showed up at my window in a binder, you looked like yourself. You looked handsome.” He tries to explain. “I don’t need your validation. I didn’t need anything from you, asshole. Now, get out of my way or I’ll run you over.” I grip the handlebars of my old bike, ready to peddle away as soon as he gives me the chance. "Fine. Just, please don't completely ignore me." He steps back from my bike and puts his hands up in surrender. "Here's that sandwich you wanted." I throw the leftover food at him and start to ride away. The soft laughter from Josh serves as audio for the beginning of my ride home. It's safe to say that was the quickest I've ever biked to my house.

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