#still excited for her story but she pissed me tf off
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Y/n sneaks out to a party that she don’t have no business in going and ony catches her when she get home and fuck ha shit upp Like he always doo
AWWWW SHIT NAAAAAAA. I LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOINGGGGG.😩😩😩
party pooper
cw: gun violence
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you were thinking about this party all week, having an outfit and everything picked so you didn’t have anything to worry about the day of. ony knew you were going out tonight, but you kind of left out the fact that you were going to the trenches to shake ass at a party. he still ended up finding out anyways, telling you to stay your ass home, but who tf want to do that.
he wasn’t supposed to be home until late so you figured you could just sneak out and be back by the time he got home. so that’s exactly what you did. your friend was outside your house by ten and you got right tf up outta there, skirt riding up your ass as you ran to the car in excitement. “bitchhh you ready?” sasha yelled, hands gripping the steering wheel as she shook in excitement.
“nah i’m actually shakin in my boots. if this man find out i think he might kill me furreal.” you and sasha were basically in the same predicament, going to this party without the approval of your boyfriends. “who give a fuck? we live right now and we’ll die laterrrr.” you giggled, nodding your head in agreement as you turned up the music and sung along for the rest of the journey.
the party was jumping. there was bitches shaking ass (including you), niggas selling drugs, and good music playing so loud that it could be heard down the block. you and sasha got comfortable real quick and we’re honestly having the most fun you’ve had in awhile. “this is your song girl you can’t let these hoes outdo youuu!!” sasha yelled as the intro to freak hoe by speaker knockerz began to play. you made your way to the middle of the floor swaying side to side until the beat dropped.
ass shaking in circles as you leaned over and held onto sasha’s arms for support. everyone’s eyes gravitated towards you as you continued moving to the song, that was until three loud gunshots were heard. bodies began to scatter everywhere as the entire party got ruined. people were jumping out of windows and running in random peoples cars just to get away from the cause of the deadly sound.
you and sasha finally made it to her car. pissed that your fun was ruined. “Y/N! bring your ass over here, NOW!!” your body froze as you listened to the familiar voice. while you was too busy being hardheaded and living it up at a party you shouldn’t be at, you didn’t think to try to at least be lowkey. ony and connie were chilling at their trap house when he looked one of his friend’s story. there you were, shaking ass for the whole world to see, skirt practically on your stomach as you gave everyone a show.
“man ima kill this girl” connie looked at his friend in concern before bubbling with the same anger as he watched the video replay on his phone. “i know that’s not my girl in the back. yea we out.” connie grumbled, pointing at sasha who was right behind you recoding as well. with that the two of them sped to the party, guns hidden securely on their waists as they walked inside.
ony didn’t plan on shooting it up, he actually was just gon calmly grab you up outta there for your safety because this is a bad area you were in. he looked around the house until his eyes landed on the center of a big circle of people. once he registered the sight in front of him he could help but reach right for his gun. your boyfriend was nowhere near insecure. he knew it was your body and that you had every right to shake some ass if you wanted, but the sight of the men around you made him sick.
cameras out, zooming closer and closer to your more private areas as you were obliviously dancing along to your favorite song. in no time his gun was out and there were three bullets let off in the ceiling. ony watched the people scatter as he waited inside for the house to be empty. him and connie stood on the porch, watching you stand next to sasha while she scrambled in her bag for her keys.
“m’not playin wit you girl. come over here now or it’s just gon be worse for you at home.” your legs moved slowly as you thought of an excuse as to why you were here. before you knew it, you were face to face with his heavy breathing chest, instantly making you revert your eyes to the ground. “unt uhh look at me mama. ian down there.” his strong hand wrapped around your throat, forcing your head to shoot upwards towards his face.
“here’s what’s gon happen. you gon get in the car, quietly. ion wanna here no crying or whining during this whole ride or ima add it on to the lesson ima teach you when we get home, understand?” his voice was low and menacing as he stared into your eyes, face drained of any emotion. “o-okay.” your lungs filled with air as ony let go of your neck, nodding towards his car.
you sat in the passenger seat scared shitless as you watched him give the guy that threw the party a stack of cash, probably for the damage he caused, before dapping connie up and saying goodnight to sasha. he got in the car quietly, not sparing you a single glacé before driving the two of you home. the ride was completely silent like he wanted. any excuses you thought of were quickly swallowed as well as the urge to cry.
you didn’t even notice when you got home until you felt your door open. “let’s go.” ony mumbled. he walked you to the living room, manspreading on the couch while you stared down at him. “m’really really really so-” he sucked his teeth before throwing you over hip lap. skirt already so short that his brown eyes got a good view of your soaked panties. warm palm caressing your ass as he spoke. “what’d i tell you baby?”
the smoothness of his voice made you shiver. “why you shakin’? ian spank you yet.” a chuckle rumbled from ony’s chest as he listened intently for your reply. “m’scared.” you were terrified. usually when you’d get in trouble your boyfriend would lecture you and make a big fuss so his calmness was very foreign to you.
“good.” a hard smack was brought to your ass causing the pending tears in your eyes to begin to fall. your hands instantly flew to cover your burning skin, sheliding them from his rough palms. “you know why ian want you over there right?” he grabbed both of your hands into his singular one, ignoring your whimpers. “b-because it’s n-not sa-“
“because it’s not fucking safe, that’s right. a nigga could’ve put sum in your drink or snatched you up. that’s the shit that be happening at parties like that and instead of being my good girl and listening to me, you decided to be. a. brat.” three more strikes were made to your ass. each harder than the last as you thrashed around on his thighs. “m-m’sorry papa.”
your tears created a small wet patch to form on the couch. you honestly didn’t mean to make him worry so much. it was just that you haven’t gotten to go out in awhile and wanted to finally have some fun. the wet patch went unnoticed until your cheek was smushed into it. ony removed himself from under you, positioning his body behind your before pushing your back down. “yea i bet you are baby. hold onto that pillow right there.”
head nodding towards the cushion as he untied the strings of his sweatpants. you gushed at the sight of his print through his grey briefs, moaning out loud as you thought of how good he was going to feel. “look straight mama. this a punishment, not a reward.” you obeyed, gripping the pillow tightly as you prepared yourself for the stinging stretch of his dick.
“be g-gentle daddy.” you mumbled as ony gripped both of your asscheeks, pulling your panties to the side and squeezing them as he spreader them apart. “be obedient.” he trusted his full length into you, giving you no time to prepare as he began pounding you into the cushion of the couch. “oouuu fuck mama. you always so tight.” ony groaned, hand flat on your back as his other delivered many slaps on your ass.
you outstretched your arm, pushing at his stomach for him to ease up. “p-pleaseeee aahhgg. jus take a little out daddyyyy.” whining as you were already trying to run from him. ony grabbed the bottom of your shirt, pulling your ass all the way back to him to the point where you were flush against his stomach. “stop running and take this shit. and move your fucking hand. barely even started yet.” he slapped your hand away, continuing to pound into you.
all eight inches of him curving just right in your pussy. as you got more used to his size, your heat grew wetter as the constant friction. moans began flying from your mouth left and right making you tighten round him. “there you go mama. takin me like a good girl.” his hips began snapping into you harder, making it more difficult for you to take him. “ahh w-wait a little bit daddy. s’too biggg.”
ignoring you, ony thrusted into you harder, pushing your back down lower so he could reach that spongy spot deep inside you. your stomach brushed against the couch as your body jolted. “unt uhh baby where’s the big girl that like t’sneak out, huh? where’s the girl that like to go out and shake her ass in a skimpy lil skirt while her man is worried sick about her?” where she at?”
wetness trickling down your thighs as you kept your death grip on the pillow. “s-she said she’s ahh s-sorry. m’sorryyyy daddyyy.” ony halted his trusts, giving you a hard slap on your ass and tightening his grip on your shirt. “mhmm throw that ass back princess. make it up to daddy.” his strong arm started you off by pulling you back and forth by your shirt before letting you do it on your own. ass clapping repeatedly as you twerked on his dick.
his brown eyes rolling as he felt you clench tighter around him. you continued working yourself on his shaft, chasing your upcoming orgasm. “d-daddy?”you were met with nothing but his hips fucking you back as he stared at where the two of you were connected. he was hypnotized by your body. “baby?” his head snapped up towards yours, shaking himself out of his thoughts before replying. “y-yea pretty? ahh fuck.” he breathed.
“i’m r-really sorry. i d-didn’t mean to make y-you worry, honest. i-i jus wanted t’go have funn, and when you told me the day of that i wasn’t allowed i g-got a little upset. i wont g-go over there e-ever again i swearrrr.” you began pushing yourself back harder as you held eye contact. ony’s resolve weakened as he felt his blood begin rushing to his dick, signaling to him he was going to cum if he didn’t get in control quickly.
ony’s hand tangled in your hair before pulling you up to his chest, arm wrapping around your middle as he kissed up and down your neck. his long tongue licked a stripe behind your ear before whispering dirty words to you. “mhmm. m’not finna say it’s okay ‘cause it’s not, but i forgive you mama. now keep making daddy feel good and i’ll give you this nut. how dat sound?” his teeth closed around your ear, gold girls pinching the skin. “y-yes please.”
the both of you moved on one accord, fucking each other dumb as you reached your climax’s. body growing weak and legs shaking as your thick cream rushed down his shaft. ony easily held you up, continuing to use you as his personal fleshlight. “ughh fuck baby m’finna cum.” his pace quickened, hips pistoning into you as you screamed from the overstimulation. he gave you one final trust before kissing you to keep you quiet, moaning into your mouth as his hot ropes flowed into your walls.
the two of you stayed like that for awhile, giving each other light kisses as you panted in each others mouths. “lemme get the water ready mama. we needa take a bath.”
#aot onyankopon#onyankopon x black reader#aot x black reader#onyankopon x reader#aot#plug!ony#plug!onyanopon
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"Ithaka by Adele Gaaras" AKA. I got Mindboggled by an Odyssey-inspired novel, get Boggled with me.
THis is just a little vent!! Do not harass this author or people who like this book! I'm not sharing this to necessarily hate on it but just wanted to share because...Mindboggle. (Also please note I have not read the book all the way through. BECAUSE OF SAID MINDBOGGLE. As I don't think it's good to "hate-read")
Also note, that the author says "it's not a version of Homer nor a retelling of the Odyssey, but a novel written under the influence of stories that I first read as a young child and that I've loved ever since."
Found this book in the "discarded" box at the library, probably should've taken that as a sign and since it was for free and no one else had taken it, I thought I'd grab it!
And I got excited because the book is supposed to take place during the years Odysseus is away and it's PENELOPE'S perspective. Penelope raising Telemachus and cute toddler moments? Her, Anticlea, Laertes, (Maybe even Ctimene!) trying to cheer each other up as a family? Her ruling? So many cool things to explore!
But then I started to read and it was okay at first... But it skipped 13 years, which saddened me as, like I said, I wanted "young mother and child bonding together" But I went along with it.
But then there were other moments I didn't really care for. Weird "bad mother-in-law" Anticlea, ENOUGH WITH THAT. It happens to Demeter already! Stop it! Penelope says that she'll be a mean mother-in-law someday as well as "No one will be good enough for Telemachus" (???), Euryclea has a granddaughter who is the "main character", has AGAMEMNON be the one to put Telemachus in front of the plow >:( and a couple other moments that felt off so to see if this was "worth the read", I went ahead and went to the end as I won't lie I really wanted the "Reunion moment" 🥹
And here comes the Mindboggle.
Penelope has an affair.
She has an affair... WITH FUCKING LEODES!!!
THAT'S THE GUY WHO BEGS FOR HIS LIFE BEFORE GETTING BEHEADED BY ODYSSEUS.
Honestly?? Like, I know it's supposed to be a "feminist" story. (says so on the reviews on the back) You never know with those if they're gonna villainize the male characters. I sadly was already expecting the whole "Even though text from the Odyssey states otherwise, Odysseus is clearly a womanizer"😮💨BUT AN AFFAIR?! WHAT IS FEMINIST ABOUT AN AFFAIR?! AND WITH LEODES?!?! WHY NOT MAKE A NEW CHARACTER?! A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT PERSON? Who's actually cool?
The worst part is? Odysseus is so fucking in love, as he should be. You would expect him to be "bad" to make her affair "okay". Especially as it kind of makes it out like he had "affairs" when it's known to someone with reading comprehension that he was SA'ed.
But he's complimenting her constantly, even as a beggar, and dotes on her and respects her. This novel ALSO makes Odysseus "nicer" and "polite" in an "I don't want to kill all these men but it's what I have to do". Which No! Let that man be PISSED. Get tf away from his wife and child! He can be an asshole and still adore his family!
This is supposed to be her introspecting during the morning after. Not explicit in any way but giving heads up anyways.
[...] she could not prevent herself from thinking of Leodes as Odysseus kissed her mouth and her hair and the soft places behind her ears.
"Is this hard for you, wife? Is it strange? There's no hurry...I'll be gentle. I'll wait until..."
"No,no...not strange. Kiss me again."
"But you're crying..."
"I can't help it. My feelings. I can't govern them, Odysseus."
(Page 354)
Like he's incredibly sweet. It makes it sadder because he's crying thinking about how much he missed her. BUT PENELOPE THINKS ABOUT HOW SHE'S CRYING BECAUSE SHE MISSES LEODES!!!
I couldn't stop thinking about Leodes. Remembering how it had been with him. And that made me cry. Odysseus didn't know. I don't think he knew. He thought the tears were for him. Tears of joy. Tears of passion.
"Cry, my sweet wife. Let out all the tears that lie within you."
"I'm so sorry...you deserve better than a sobbing woman after your journeyings. It will be better, I promise."
"Don't say sorry. There's no need. I understand what you are feeling."
(Page 355)
Like you're taking away from Penelope AND Odysseus from something that is so fucking important to their story! HER STORY!!! The fact that they love each other so fucking much!!!
Not only that but the Father/son reunion was very lackluster.
Lots of Argos content though. :'D
LIKE?!?!!? I'm just mindboggled. I don't necessarily "hate" this book. I'm more flabbergasted as I kind of find this whole situation funny. Although I am sad as I wanted moments of her being a young mom, her being with family, her ruling. etc. I just...wanted to VENT!
Again! Don't be mean to the author or people who like this book! I just had to vent about my mind getting boggled for my sanity!
#(ノಠ益ಠ)ノ彡┻━┻#how fucking dare you do that to Penelope?! She's cool af being a sneaky lady who's just as shady as her#husband that she loves so much and loves her as much in return!#I don't know how I feel about this book. It's actually strange. like that expression that Shrek has is probably the best way to describe it#rant#odyssey rant#idk I want to have this tagged for my OWN tags but I don't necessarily want to bog down the other tags with this.#Mad rambles#vent#greek mythology retelling#retelling#shot by odysseus#essay
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I doubt anyone is gonna see this but one time when I was 6 a girl older than me told me that flowers are edible. This changed my brain chemistry because flowers are undeniably delicious looking 👀.
But anyway I took her word for it because I was impressionable and honestly pretty stupid (still stupid btw 😊). We were both in the same after school she was 2 years older than me the same age as my brother and her dad actually ran the after school. I also wanna mention another girl 3 years my senior. I think she was a 5th grader and so this meant in my head that she was god😆.
So anyway we pull up in a McDonald’s parking lot 🅿️ . But this wasn’t just any McDonald’s. It was a McDonald’s with a huge ass playhouse. Let me mention this all went down in 2011 so it wasn’t some gray and black depressing ass McDonald’s. It was colorful AF🌈. I was so excited I nearly pissed myself (I think I did a lil). But anyways we played and ate and we were walking to the parking lot. I believe I assaulted another child so we had to dip quick.
So this is the moment the flower incident happened. I remember the exact flower a beautiful orange and red tulip🌷. This was odd considering it was a McDonald’s parking lot. But anyway the girl picked a tulip and ate the middle of it where all the pollen is. I looked at her as if she had her head up her own ass because who tf in their right mind eats a fucking flower specifically the part where all the pollen was ��.
Now for some reason my dumbass thought that the shit looked like some kind of 5 star French dessert. My stupid ass even thought that the shit would taste like honey 🍯😭.
Spoiler alert 🚨 it didn’t ☺️😐
I hesitated at first. And my dumbass obviously ignored this instinct 🙄 I hesitated until we got in the van. And the urge to taste sweet honey won. I looked at the beautiful specimen and delicately tasted the pollen. I tasted nothing. She then looked at me and said you have to eat the whole thing. So…. I bit that shit and chewed and unintentionally swallowed. I think I did this because it tasted so shitty and I wanted it off my tongue.
Now I should mention I’m allergic to pollen 😐🫢
Now this is where the 5th grade god girl comes in . She watched all this happened and said in a delicate sweet voice✨“your gonna fuckin die”✨
Now she didn’t really say this but she definitely didn’t struggle to tell an impressionable 6 year old that she was gonna die so yea f#*$ her.
But like I said she was a god to me so even when the perpetrator told me I wouldn’t die, I didn’t believe her cause she was younger than my so called 5th grade god.
I started spiraling. The words of everyone else were drowning out it the thought that I was gonna die. My heart sunk to my ass. And then it happened my throat had i little itch. 💀 I grabbed my brother from the seat in front of me and said “ tell mom I love her” as a tear nearly fell from my eyes.
He said “what 💀” and I quickly updated him on the previous events and how my throat was itching.
He looked at me with pity and annoyance in his eyes grabbed his McDonald’s sprite and handed to me and said the words that granted me eternal nirvana
“Drink it you’ll be fine stupid”
I grabbed the sprite as if I was trapped in Walter whites dry New Mexican desert 🏜️ and drank it as if I was a desperate teenager trapped in a hot ass RV with no air conditioning (victorious reference 🙄). It hurt because McDonald’s sprite to a child is as good as handing a nun a glass of battery acid. But it soothed the itchiness the poison flower inflicted on me.
Moral of the story McDonald’s sprite saves lives
Thank you for letting me share my story 😔🙂.
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Season 4 once more!!!
that first meeting truly never gets old
ok ok maybe Jason's a little sketchy leading Lana to the countess sketch. But also. He's a pure bean. Mommas the problem
season 4 Lois, everybody!
season 4 clois, everybody! They're so obvious lol
idek why I'm watching transference again
ok Tom's brilliant though
like really brilliant
I've said this already but anyway once more: Jensen Ackles is a treat
Martha helicopter momming gets kinda old after awhile
Kristin as Isobel. Also a delight
I adore season 4 with my whole heart but the storyline with Jason's mom was... a choice
I was trying to follow the Teague story better but it just doesn't completely add up
Lol Chloe and Lana having that cryptic virginity talk
I forgot smallville literally had an episode basically about who was still a virgin and who wasn't
Lana. Alicia. Clark. Not Chloe. Prob not Jason
ok Lana and Jason and everyone else have every reason to be suspicious of Alicia but uh they do know she can't be invisible right?
Clark's parents getting pissed at him also still pisses me off
LOIS STOPPING CLARK!!! LOIS STOPPING CLARK!
ok yes Clark is an oblivious idiot, but also Chloe could just stop? Listen to Lo's fantastic advice. Don't be weird
I think I've figured out the Teagues. Or at least how I'm gonna perceive that arc
Never mind I really don't. But I kinda do
Maybe
Evil Lex everyone
Spirit Blank is such a beautiful one two punch
Crowns mine bitch. Little close to the Boob. Clark being dragged to prom.
Chloe's fake unconsciousness actually hilarious. Girl just wakes up and stands up. Girl. That isn't how it works
Clark using his powers for the first time again. Bumbly Clark trying to explain
The fact that jason walks in, yells at Lana asking her not to give up on him. And that's their last interaction?? K
Ooh pity party these are fun
"Remember anything? The house, the cows?"
I'm a clois shipper first and foremost but ageless is such a cute clana ep. Mama bear Lana. Papa Clark
I had almost forgotten about Jason's mom. Have I mentioned I hate her?
That awkward moment when your 3 day old son is also only like 2 years younger than you
The Teagues and Luthors fighting over a stone that Lana Lang has. Never gets old
Ok no I do get it this time. The Teagues. The Luthors. It's coming together.
Lol they thought Jason was dead. Tbh so did I the first time excited for that reveal again
Ok brendan shattering on the stairs is peak Smallville high school horror
I FORGOT ABOUT THE KISS. LOL
How tf was Jason still standing. Like actually
My man was knocked over the head, likely concussed, shot, fell off a cliff into a river. Then proceeds to somehow get to safety, drives his truck probably a good distance and has a full battle with the Kents, more blows to the head, more blood. No sleep
No seriously Jason how were you conscious
Lois way stronger than me I would've been bawling at the top of that hill
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So like... interesting take. (Or maybe not, whatever). I’m an older sister right? So most of my distaste for Elain comes with experience- not because I have a sister like Elain, but because I understand what it’s like to be the older one.
Imagine holding your siblings hand through the worst of times, having their back always, protecting them in every way possible and sheltering them as best you could even if it might’ve been *too* much. Imagine fighting like hell to make sure they don’t get caught in the crossfires and even when you’re breaking you prioritize them.
And then one day, they’re suddenly fine. They’ve found some semblance of peace, even if they’re not completely healed you know you did good supporting them.
But then you’re breaking, and you don’t know how to cope because emotionally you’re the one ready to take on everyone else’s burden, but the second it’s yours you panic. You don’t know how to cope, you don’t know how to react, you’ve never been taught to love yourself and fight because you’ve been raised to sell yourself off like cattle.
You’ve lost the body that survived so much, and you don’t have a scrap of your old life to hold on to. This manifests into bitter heart wrenching grief. And all you want is your sister to hold your hand like you did hers. But instead, she rips apart your place of solitude like everyone else.
This is completely text based- I often critique Maas on how she writes the sisters but THIS- THIS she hit the nail on the head. Any sibling WOULD feel that cutting betrayal (if that’s what you’d call it).
I’m like Nesta in which I would give ANYTHING to protect my little sister, we fight, we laugh, we have a HUGE age gap. She is my number one girl and I take so much pride in her, if she ever did anything like Elain did to Nesta? Yeah, I would feel betrayed.
So many people have come to the conclusion that if you don’t like Elain you don’t like soft characters. Nah, I don’t like Elain (at the moment) because no matter how far I, or my sister, fell I would NEVER do what she did.
#acotar#acosf#a court of silver flames#acomaf#acowar#nesta#nesta archeron#anti elain#omg it feels so wrong to put anti elain#i dont hate her guys i just kinda wanted to throw a vase of flowers at her head after this#like babes why#why would you do that#like DAMN just walk off like that okay#still excited for her story but she pissed me tf off#not slander i dont think lmao just an interpretation
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talking too fast - peter maximoff
this is my first peter maximoff fic, i actually really liked writing for him and i wouldn’t mind doing some more for him and maybe even warren if you guys would want that? idk this blog is kinda dead rn but i liked this request/idea a lot so show it some love if you like it <3
comments and reblogs are appreciated <3
Request: Can you do like fake dating that end up in real love or something idk big cliché for our speedy boy. 'cause why tf not ksjdjdn
Word count: 3.7K (Jesus ok)
warning(s): swearing(it’s me, are we shocked? no), kinda angsty tbh, everyones a lil insecure but don’t worry it’s happy to end :)
(gifs not mine! he’s so cute oh my)
Peter Maximoff always had a tendency to go fast. That much could be seen in literally everything about him. The way he moved, the way he thought and if he was excited enough or angry enough, the way he spoke. You, of course, figured all of this out the hard way.
It had started out innocently enough, some of the younger guys, mainly Scott, had made fun of Peter for not having a girlfriend, Peter, in response to the teasing told them that he did. He definitely didn't, but they didn't need to know that. And that's how you found yourself in your current predicament.
Peter was sprawled out on your bed, his legs hanging off the foot of the bed as he whined, “(Y/n) please! I need to prove I have a hot girlfriend!"
Not looking up from the work you were doing at your desk, you laughed at him, "But Pete, you don't have a hot girlfriend."
The silver haired boy sighed audibly, lifting himself to sit up on your bed, at the same moment you spun around in your seat to face him.
"Nooooo…" He drew out and you shook your head in agreement, "No." You confirmed.
"But!" Peter shouted, pointing an accusing finger at you, a cheeky grin on his lips and his dimples peaking through.
"I do have a hot best friend!" He stated, wiggling his eyebrows at you, his grin turning pleading.
Peter was your best friend, ever since he'd joined the school of mutants he immediately became your favourite person and soon enough he'd claimed your best friend position. And vice versa.
You knew him better than he knew himself. So you also knew exactly what he was suggesting and you wouldn't lie and say that you never entertained the idea of being in a relationship with your doe eyed best friend, because you have, you've thought about it, you've thought about it way too much.
For that reason you shook your head furiously at what he was insinuating, "Pete, no."
He huffed, jumping off the bed and speeding infront of you, his eyes boring into yours.
"Come on, sweetheart! It's not like we don't act like we're dating already, it's foolproof!" He reasoned and you couldn't dispute that you and Peter did act like a couple, and often got mistaken as already being a couple.
But still, you just couldn't put yourself through that sort of emotional stress, you wouldn't do it for a total stranger so you definitely wouldn't do it for your best friend who you've been harboring a huge crush on for the bones of a year.
The risks it posed for your heart and your friendship with the speedster were just too high.
You couldn't help the laugh that fell from your throat as you watched Peter Maximoff, king of pranks and master of meaningless flirtations literally graveling on his knees in front of the chair you were sitting on.
"Peter just because we cuddle in the common room and you call me 'sweetheart' sometimes does not mean we act like a couple." right?
You told him only to be met by a frustrated whine, "Come on! I'm begging you! Just for like a week! Just to prove that I can get a hot girl to date me!"
You stayed silent, looking at him expressionlessly. Don't give in.
"Please!" He pressed again. Don't.
"Pretty please! Hey, I'll even let you set the ground rules??? Huh???" He tried to persuade you, although he was speeding through every word he said, if you weren't used to him you probably wouldn't have caught half of what he was saying.
Don't. Fucking. Do. It.
His hands grabbed yours as he pulled you both up into standing position, he held your hands softly and gave you the puppy dog eyes that he knew always made you almost melt before releasing a final pleading, "Please?"
Furrowing your eyebrows you let out the most dramatic sigh you could muster, but you couldn't hide the small smile growing on your lips "Fine, but you owe me."
You're a fucking idiot. You scolded yourself silently. But how could you ever say no when he looks at you like you're the answer to everything? God you were more screwed than you thought.
"Yes! God I love my girlfriend!" He told you excitedly, pulling you in for a tight hug and kissing your cheek.
When Peter left your room that night your head was spinning and you couldn't be sure how things would go tomorrow.
Maybe you were overthinking it? You'd hold his hand for a few minutes and try and convince a bunch of sixteen years olds that your best friend could successfully obtain a girlfriend and then that would be it. But did you really want that to be it? No, you wanted more, but that you already knew.
You'd set some ground rules with Peter to "protect the sanctity of our friendship" to which he'd laughed, but in reality the rules were to protect you from your own feelings.
Rule 1) No Kissing on the lips unless absolutely necessary
Rule 2) The lie would only be told to the students and not any of your colleagues (because you knew Peter's first stop would be rubbing your fake relationship in Warren Worthington III's face, they had some kind of light-hearted competition going on, you don't really know what it's about but you made it very clear to your best friend that you wanted no part in it.)
Rule 3) Peter cannot make comments about your fake sex life
Rule 4) You had to wear an item of Peter's clothing to, in his words, "really sell the story."
And the final rule was, of course, no telling anybody it wasn't real.
The next day you and Peter walked hand and hand toward the common room where you could already hear Scott, Kurt, Jubilee and Jean chatting and having fun.
"You're so immature you know that, babe" You whisper quietly to your "boyfriend" while bumping his shoulders with your own which was clad in the material of his silver jacket.
Abiding by the rules was all you were doing, you definitely weren't enjoying the way the sleeves were slightly too long so they covered your hands as far as your knuckles, or the way his scent covered you, that cologne he always wore which you happened to love the smell of and you definitely weren't enjoying the fact that despite the jacket being about two sizes too big for you it seemed to just fit. No, definitely not, you were just following Peter's rule.
He only laughed, "What's immature about wanting to show off my beautiful, stunning, hot, loving, smart, talented-"
You had to cut him off before he could say the word "girlfriend" because you weren't his girlfriend, and hearing it would surely make you want to cry, right there in the hallway.
"Alright Romeo, I've already agreed to your babyish plan to psych out some teenagers, you don't have to butter me up."
As you entered the common room, Peter's face broke into a mischievous grin and you had a deep feeling in your stomach that this little show was going to go way too far. Hoping that this wouldn't be the end of your little show wasn't serving you very well at the moment.
You were absolutely screwed.
"Hey, nerds." Peter called out, pulling you into the room slightly behind him.
"Seriously, Maximoff? (Y/n)?" Scott asked as soon as he noticed your linked hands, his voice was disbelieving, you were a little offended honestly.
What's wrong with me? You wondered, if a pubescent sixteen year old boy could find faults in you maybe Peter was seeing the same things? Maybe that's why he doesn't really want you to be his girlfriend.
It seemed Peter noticed your panicked train of thought as he let go of your hand and wrapped an arm around your shoulder protectively, "What's that supposed to mean, Summers?"
One of the things you loved about Peter was that he always defended you, even if you don't need defending he always has your back. But now wasn't the time to think about that, you could obsess about the feelings you so desperately try to hide for him later.
Noticing the growing irritation between the older 'couple' Scott shook his head, "No, nothing! (Y/n)'s hot, it's just, you two definitely aren't a thing."
At least they don't think I'm ugly, I guess.
He stated, crossing his arms as the other teens nodded in agreement. All except Jean who was looking at you suspiciously.
"Why not?" Peter asked, raising an eyebrow.
As the two boys entered what was essentially a pissing contest about how Peter couldn't handle you which turned into how Scott couldn't handle Jean and as it went on and on, Jean entered your head.
'You're not really dating are you?' she asked you, something hiding in her voice, a question within a question, there was something more she wanted to say.
'Why's me and Peter being together so hard to believe?' You asked her in response, sure Jean was a telepath but you've mastered the art of manipulating what she could see when she peaked in your mind, which is probably why she was so confused.
Not that you really had anything to hide from her, what you felt for the man arguing with the teen in the middle of the common room was genuine and authentic, but better safe than sorry.
'It's just… Don't you think you could do a little better?" She pushed and then you understood that had been what she really wanted to ask in the first place.
The question made you angry, how quick they were to lessen Peter's worth. This wasn't just an issue with the younger X-Men, but with the older ones too. It seemed that nobody could appreciate Peter Maximoff for the amazing person and mutant that he is. You knew it made him insecure, he'd confided in you on so many different occasions about his self worth and because of this you'd developed a need to throw hands with anyone that treated him like a joke.
He saw himself as a loser, so he let people treat him like one.
Before you could respond to Jean's question you were interrupted by Peter whining in your ear, "Baaaaaabe, tell these guys we're together!"
Letting out a sigh to calm yourself, hiding your angry string of thoughts from Jean was exhausting, you let a small smile settle over your face and wrapped both your arms around Peter's middle, if they wanted a show you'd give them one.
"Okay kids, Peter and I are dating, we have been for the past while. We didn't say anything because we wanted to keep it on the down low but since it's out there now, yes, we are in fact, a couple." You confirmed, confidence clear in your voice, you were asserting the facts.
Peter nodded in agreement, a smug smile on his face, he looked so proud to call you his girlfriend and you felt a pang in your chest when you reminded yourself that it was only for show.
"How'd he manage to get a girl like you though? I don't get it." Scott piped up again and you couldn't hide the exhausted expression that crossed your face.
It got to Peter, the blatant disbelief towards him, you could tell his face fell ever so slightly before he regained his composure. So you squeezed him a little tighter.
"Well, he's sweet, he's caring, he's loyal, he knows me pretty much better than I know myself, he makes me smile and laugh, he knows exactly what to do when I'm sad and sure, sometimes he can be a little much and a huge pain in the ass but it's worth it." You told the group, squeezing Peter with every word you said, smiling at the little "hey" he let out when you called him a pain in the ass, the way he was looking down at you was so pure and loving that you completely forgot to remind yourself that it was just make believe.
Your description of your fake-but-wish-it-was-real-boyfriend received an "aww" from Jubilee and a smile from Kurt, Jean and Scott however, still looked apprehensive.
Keeping the red head out of your business was giving you a headache.
"Prove it." Scott challenged as you and Peter looked at each other in confusion, how were you supposed to prove it? These kids sure were ballsy.
"Kiss." Jean added and you couldn't physically stop your eyes from rolling and your lips from forming a smirk.
You were about to break your biggest rule, but you didn't care. The whole interaction with the teens had brought Peter's self-esteem way down and you could predict he'd be crying on your shoulder because of it later on tonight. You weren't going to deny him a kiss and you absolutely weren't going to embarrass him in front of Scott fucking Summers.
"Ok." You removed your arms from around Peter's middle and brought one hand to his cheek and let the other tangle in his Silver hair, he didn't miss a beat, immediately he pulled you flush against him and placed his hands on your hips, his movements were deliberate as if he'd been imagining kissing you for as long as you'd been imagining kissing him. You pushed that thought away, the truth that he didn't think about you that way hurt too much.
His lips met yours and you could've sworn you felt sparks flying from where your lips connected. The kiss was short but it was passionate and really, really, really good. His lips were chapped but soft and the way that they moved in sync with your own sent your head spinning and your heart flipping.
When you pulled away, Peter's lips chased yours and you giggled as he placed pecks on your lips multiple times before he finally allowed you to push him away.
If you weren't so caught up in the moment you would've cried, that was everything you've been wanting for so long, but it wasn't real. You didn't think about it though, it would get a chance to bring a tear to your eye later. When you're alone.
"Alright you're dating, Jesus, get a room." Scott scowled as he scrunched up his face in disgust at the display of affection he and his own girlfriend had demanded.
Laughing, you grabbed Peter's hand in yours and began walking back towards his room, you didn't feel like answering any more awkward questions and you needed a minute to recover from Jean's constant attempts to get into your subconscious.
Once you'd both entered Peter's room and shut the door behind you, you finally let your guard down with a loud sigh, flopping down on Peter's bed and throwing an arm across your eyes to block out the light.
"Jean's mind poking really is relentless huh?" Peter said, flopping down beside you.
"Tell me about it. She's persistent as fuck." You laughed, turning your head to look at Peter, who was already looking at you.
"That no kissing rule didn't last too long, couldn't resist?" Peter asked jokingly but you could tell that he wanted to know what caused you to abandon your number one rule.
Chewing on your cheek, you debated on whether or not you should spill all or just tell him what he needed to know at this moment in time. Going this the latter you sighed again.
"They were being assholes, I wasn't gonna embarrass you by saying no, was I?" Peter's smile was soft but it didn't reach his eyes, your voice was quiet when you added, "Besides, you looked like you needed a kiss."
His face was now turned to the ceiling with a thoughtful look adorning his features.
As you both laid side-by-side on the unmade double bed, close enough that your arms were touching but not close enough for your fingers to be intertwined, you, a hopeless romantic, hopelessly falling for your best friend as you wear his favorite jacket and lay on his bed. And Peter who looked like he was trying to figure out the universe's greatest mystery. As you laid with each other, a heavy silence settled over you both, until Peter turned his face back to you, his eyebrows furrowed.
"Can I ask you something, (Y/n)?" Nodding wordlessly, you turned your entire body to face him, so that you were laying on your side.
"Am I really that bad?" He asked, his brown eyes staring into yours.
"What do you mean?" You asked him, you knew where this conversation was about to go, but he had a lot to say and you wanted to let him let it all out.
"All those guys back there, they didn't think I could really be your boyfriend… and hey they're probably right, you could do better. But is it really that unbelievable that someone could love me?" His last question came out cracked and tears filled his chestnut eyes.
Your own eyebrows furrowed now, you put your hand on his face and brushed the tear that slipped from his eye away. "No, Pete. What's unbelievable to me is that people can't see how fucking incredible you are." You told him, your emotions coming through in your voice, anger and sadness taking over.
"No," Peter shook his head, again returning his face to look at the ceiling before he went on, "they're right, I couldn't get a girl, especially not one like you."
That hurt, you have to admit that it hurt you so bad to hear him talk so badly about himself but what hurt most was the fact that Peter didn't want a girl that was you, no, just one that was like you.
"You have a girl like me, Pete." You reminded him sadly, turning your own face to the ceiling.
Who knew one outing as a fake couple would be all it took to make you fall apart? You did, you knew from the beginning.
Peter was upset, it was obvious by the way he spoke next, too fast and before he thought.
"No, I don't, not really. You're this incredible, pretty girl. You're talented and your mutation is useful and everyone loves you! I'm just this loser who people don't take seriously and pretty soon you're going to realize that and just leave like everyone else."
The pit of your stomach has never felt so deep before, it was so clear to you now, in his voice, it was there, he didn't trust you to stay. And that fact hurt more than any heartbreak of rejection ever could.
Sitting up on the bed, you looked down at him, fighting the tears that were attempting to gather in your eyes.
"I know you're not a loser, Peter. I know you're incredible and talented and maybe the best friend I've ever had. But if you think I'm shallow enough to leave you behind, for some preppy asshole, you really don't trust me as much as I trust you." You finished, tears falling freely as you got off of the bed and made your way toward the door before he sped infront of you, standing between you and the door.
His eyes were wide, like a deer caught in headlights, "That's not what I meant to say!"
You didn't say anything, just stared at him, tears falling and waiting for him to say his piece.
"I trust you more than anyone, you know everything about me, I'm sorry my mouth was going too fast and it came out all wrong." He was still rushing through his words but he took a deep breath before going on again.
"What I was trying to say is," he swallowed thickly, he was nervous, scared even, "you're amazing, you're my best friend and I've had this scenario running in my head of maybe being more than just friends. But I was afraid if I told you and you didn't feel the same you'd leave because of how awkward it would be."
Your heart was pounding, if you had a few broken ribs after this conversation you wouldn't be surprised, "oh."
"And when I suggested you be my fake girlfriend you were so reluctant that I figured I never had a shot. But then we kissed and I just can't come to terms with a kiss like that meaning nothing." He told you, hands finding yours, carefully.
This time it was you who was speaking before thinking, "I'm in love with you."
Hearing the words fall out of your mouth, your eyes widened, months of trying to hide the fact and you managed to let it slip out into the open without it even crossing your mind first.
Taking a shaky breath you decided to speak again and hopefully ease Peter out of the shocked state your declaration put him in.
"I didn't wanna fake date you because I wanted to real date you and I was afraid it would hurt too much. That kiss, it was real for me, I had kinda been wanting to do it for a while." You confessed to him, squeezing his hands that were still holding onto yours.
A smile overtook his face, his dimples showing and his eyes brightening, his face was lit up with what seemed like pure happiness like a puppy who's owner just got home from work.
"I love you too."
Oh thank God.
"I knew you couldn't resist." He added shooting you a cheeky wink before he pulled you against his chest, his face was so close to yours, your noses touched and his lips met yours again.
This time was different, though. It was real and you both knew it and both wanted it.
His fingers intertwined with yours as he pulled his lips away from yours, his boyish smile coming back as he rested his forehead against yours.
"So, um, do you maybe wanna be my girlfriend, like really be my girlfriend?" He asked, still nervous about asking you despite the fact you'd both just made your feelings toward each other perfectly clear.
"I'd love to." You replied, connecting your lips to his again.
Safe to say, fake dating Peter turned into a total shit show but you're really glad it did.
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so... today I finished off Rays route with the GOOD ENDING (thank god) and my sleep schedule is officially non existent! :D
lemme start off with Day 8, because that must've been the creepiest the game has ever gotten for me. I MEAN LOOK AT THIS:
EVERYONE IS LITERALLY GONE, SOMEONE PLS SEND HELP! T_T
I never knew there was a part of Saerans route in which he quite literally cuts off your contact with the RFA????? wish someone warned me, but the surprise was quite welcome too I suppose?? the glitches and the distorted music definitely amplified that scary and hopeless feel I got after being cut off from the rest of the members (especially bby Saeyoung, god I love that boy). OH AND THE WAY THE CHATROOMS WOULD GLITCH BEFORE LOADING?? THAT CREEPED ME TF OUT THANKS!! Although I was in a way also happy that I was able to talk to Saeran more! (it is his route after all).
The chats with Rika always left me feeling frustrated. I could see where she came from and understood her motivations for the way she acted and behaved, but it hurt to see the way in which she believed she was loving and caring for Saeran, and how Saeran internalized everything she told him, idk that just left me feeling a new typa broken.
It was very tempting to lash out and get angry or even just to submit to Saeran and his horrible tormenting, but I held on to get that sweet delectable good ending! (gotta get that cute kiss CG after all)
Also I was worried about Saeyoung and his safety ALL THE TIME, I knew there was a part in the game in which he'd be kidnapped but when it finally happened I honestly wanted to stop playing lmao, also Saejoong Choi can take a piss somewhere, I hate him and I wish they revealed more of his crimes in Saeran's route :(
Saeran's route also honestly made me love Jumin so much more, his so endearing, honest and caring. Love that we get to see more of his relationship with V here, you can actually see that they're best friends and that makes my heart smile.
and AWW THE END WHERE WE SEE V WITH RIKA? That really played with my emotions, and has got me considering jumping straight into his route, because I for one know his life doesn't get any better in Saeran's AE unfortunately. (and of course I won't jump straight in again, since everyone around me has been saying getting two hours of sleep every night just to play an otome game is not healthy at all)
I love the calls we get with Saeran after he finally comes to and realizes his worth, the drugs finally out his system. His so adorable and soft and even goofy at times that it makes me question whether I actually see Saeyoung as my fav (though I'll have to think alot more about that T_T, I swear tomato boy I definitely still luv u lmao)
Also love that Saeran has the most kiss CGs out of all the routes, like yes we love to see it ^^
Oh and the guests for Another Story are just such a treat from Cheritz. I mean we literally invite a dragon?? (a shame Saeyoung couldn't see his dragon buddy) and a coding language??? cmon you can't tell me that's not cool.
even though you gave me the sleep friendly guide, I still ended up getting 100% for nearly everyday (except for 2 of them which was 90%) and I must say I'm quite drained and tired but also happy that I was FINALLY able to experience Another Story, something I only really read about online before without knowing too much detail of what specifically happened. It has quite honestly given me a bigger appreciation of the game as a whole :)
I would love to play Saeran's AE but am so scared of getting a bad end, and also there's like no guides for it anywhere? so there's that to worry about too i guess.
I did decide I'd perhaps take a break from playing this game for a while since unfortunately life continues and its back to work for me, but perhaps sometime soon I'll see myself playing through the alluring and mysterious photographers route instead? ;)
also this route got me thinking alot more why Cheritz didn't give the MC eyes?? Like what purpose does the MC not having eyes provide?? idk Cheritz just give her eyes please, I think that way there'd be alot less questions floating around my bloated and overfilled mind, thanks.
Also thanks for coming along with me and listening about my journey of playing through this Another Story, I really appreciated it! :))) <3
I have been so eagerly waiting for this update!!!! Congrats on getting that good end! I'm really impressed with your dedication—and also, like, please get some sleep 😭❤️
He really is such a sweetheart, isn't he? I totally relate to that feeling of like I LOVE YOU wait I wanna MARRY YOUR BROTHER wait I love you uhhhhhh help, both of you come here and give me a hug.
I am so excited to hear how you feel when you play V's route and, eventually, the AE! And I'll recommend another of Seeme's guides, hehe. I used it last time I replayed the AE and it was great. Here! There's a sleep schedule-friendly one too (though you are clearly a completionist when you play these routes and I feel that—I'm the same way).
Those kiss CGs! Are! Amazing. He honestly needs a lot of kisses.
As far as the eyes thing goes, it sure is weird, huh? Apparently it used to be pretty popular for otome game MCs not to have eyes so it's easier for players to self-insert. Lots of newer games seem to have MCs with more specific appearances (and personalities), though.
I do like to self-insert when I'm playing otome games but also...I look nothing like this MC anyway, so her being eyeless does nothing for me, lol.
Would you prefer an MC with eyes even if she's more clearly not you? I think I would.
Also this route ending man it kills me literally just thinking about it. But just! Remember! That our boy is fine in the end. He's okay!!! He's safe and he's happy and he's got a boat ❤️
Thank you for sharing this Saeran route journey with me, my dear. I enjoyed every second of it!
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c2e111
Oh no
Oh NO
Travis my man
You cannot
What is happening with this ad xD
I loooove that they’re able to do this foundation!! That’s amazing and I know they’ll do so much good with it
Oh huh no episode next week wonder why
[[MORE]]
Ohhhhh my godddddd???
Did he make them a TOWER?
"Dunemancy" first mmmmmhm
Oh this is super neat I love it
Awww everything is so pretty!!
Caleb
Did
Did you give Beau a kinky sex mirror xD
Yasha: "that’s gonna be useful" AJSLAJDKAJSBS FUCKING WHAT OMG
Ashley you can’t just say things like that
Liam finding a way to slip his narrative telephone story in. Very nice.
Oh damn her little art studio awwwww!!
This is all so SWEET
Yussah they saved your butt they can use your circle whenever they want chill out
Luc is so hecking CUTE
PUMAAAAAT
I love watching Taliesin like... learning backstory things for it Molly alongside the rest of us
Oh wait shit did she mention something about a city??
Pumaaaat! Awww he’s so happy to see everyone!!! I’m emotional
Man I’ve missed him
Another item mysteriously not picked up huh
I’m very interested to know what it is
Fjord do you even have
You still have money??
Goddamn, he’s been hoarding all that gold huh
That’s so cute
Jester is sad about Luc getting the cool top ring xD
Teaching him to scam people now smh
Fjord: “I bought you this cool rock”
Caleb: “how much?”
Fjord: “5000 gold”
Caleb: *choke* “I don’t think I can pay for that”
Fjord: “just take it you dumbass” *throws it at him*
Caleb: “here’s 180 platinum”
Fjord: “Oooooo!”
Caleb: “don’t you oooooo me! You just spent more than twice that!”
Fjord: “....True, yeah. Thank you.”
If I still shipped Widofjord I’d be very pleased rn
I’m still pleased I’ve always liked Fjord and Caleb’s relationship no matter what form it takes or how often they interact
Poor Yeza, seeing all his wife’s weird shifty day to day activities lol
Jester babe, be subtle xD
Oh damn she’s GONE gone
Wild
Veth y’all leave the poor man alone it’s not sweat
“A hug... for your favorite daughter.” oh Jester xD
TG: “If she comes back with but a scratch, I will destroy you all.”
Cad: “That’s fair.”
Y: “We will destroy anyone who puts a scratch on her, so...”
TG: “Good.”
Oh boy
Look I know I’m probably in the minority and this is definitely an unpopular opinion but I don’t care: I don’t want Mollymauk back
For a lot of reasons which have to do with him, which have to do with Caduceus, and which have to do with Molly fans and the constant erasure of the shitty things Molly did
Not that I think he will come back because I don’t think Taliesin would just cast aside Caduceus like that but still
That said I’m interested to see where this leads but I hope to god he can’t be brought back
Anyway if Cree is heading the same way they are then all the paths are going to converge and it’s gonna be amazing
Beau really is against messing with Molly either and I support her
Beau putting the pieces together go Beau!!
Goddamn how does Marisha even remember all this?!
A side note but it’s so fucking wild to me that 9 became like... the THING for this campaign before any of the gang even knew it was gonna be an important number
Caleb WHAT is your hang up with talking to dead Molly
I can see this going 2 ways: 1) they go, talk to Molly who doesn’t know anything, and it’s not worth it. 2) they get Lucien instead who either won’t tell them anything OR whose soul is trapped in the astral plane so he helps them as a way to try to escape
Either way I feel like Caleb really just kind of dismissed all of Beau’s work here and it’s pissing me off a bit
THANK you Jester he needs to chill tf out
(Everyone please understand that my annoyance is 1000% with the characters and 0% with the cast. Not that I should have to say it but you never know.)
Yeah y’all are acting like there’s still likely to be a proper body even
It’s been MONTHS
I really get the sense they def didn’t run any of this by Taliesin beforehand? Like I got that from the “I have a conversation in me, I’m not sure I have a reunion.”
Aaaaand he’s gone
Fuuuuuck :/
If he is back, they left him with a note. If it were Molly who came back then he would have looked for them.
Oh my god
It’s definitely NOT Molly
It’s Lucien holy shit
I think Taliesin knew, look at his face
Molly wouldn’t go with Cree, he’d go look for the M9. Lucien would go back with his cult people.
Holy shit my mind is BLOWN
I straight up wish they hadn’t gone to look at the grave because imagine if they’d gotten there and BOOM suddenly they’re faced with the body of their dead friend
Anyway I’m pretty convinced it’s not Molly now so I’m EXCITED again like holy shit this is gonna be amazing
And a two week cliffhanger AH
Amazing
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Psych Ward Story
Recently, I stayed for a week at a mental hospital due to depression and anxiety. Here’s some of the stuff (names and personal information ommited)
. A 11 year old claimed me as her ‘emotional support human’ and wanted to be my roommate despite her STRESSING ME TF OUT. (No hate on her she was just creepy and my longest conversation with her went like; “oh, what’s your favorite anime?” “My Hero Academia” “oh same. Bakugou is my favorite!” “I like Deku” ) and that was IT.
. The day before I got discharged a boy came in. He seemed normal, so my group (all girls) wanted to know more. So we asked him why he was there.
His answer?: “I called the cops on myself because I tried strangling my baby brother”
Not the craziest thing we’d heard so we let it slide at the time.
. A boy threw a paper crane through a crack in the door to me. He whispered “keep it”. So I did. I still have that pink origami crane.
. My group did Just Dance by finding routines on YouTube for 2 hours. I did word searches.
. Girls in my group ate crayons because they were bored. The only reason they stopped is because I told them I needed the crayons to color my picture.
. So many word searches. I did 30 in a span of 3 days. That’s 10 every fucking day.
. They kept deadnaming the trans guys that were stuck with us girls and it pissed us all off. (One was amazing and I miss him. We bonded over Doc Marten’s and our love of teas)
. Speaking of which, the nurse didn’t give another girl her bra because “she didn’t have boobs”
. Gathering around the hygiene cart to see what names were new and then going to find the new people to introduce ourselves. Hygiene cart was where we got our news.
. Watched TikToks because we are depressed Gen Z.
. Played Heads Up Sevens Up like a group of kindergarten students.
. One girl kept hoarding the orange juice that they gave us with breakfast. She would have like... six juice boxes surrounding her section of the table. And not even the good kind of orange juice. Just the crappy sour one
. How a conversation with the tech about condiments for rice went
“Hey, do you have soy sauce?”
“Nope”
“Teriyaki sauce?”
“Nope”
“SALT?”
“Nope”
But they had BBQ SAUCE of all fucking things, so me in a desperate attempt to make the damned rice edible, mixed the BBQ sauce with the rice to create a rice similar in color to a pink and with the taste of well... BBQ sauce. I was so excited that it didn’t turn into a complete disaster that I actually ate my BBQ’ed rice monstrosity.
. The heat for the room I was in broke, and they left the door open when it would work so my room was always like the NORTH POLE.
. The graffiti on the window wire could be summed up to “fuck this place”
. Would watch the adult rehab patients smoke in the morning because I had nothing better to do.
. All of us were nosy little shits and would go look at the road as any vehicle with a siren would pass.
. In art therapy my new best friend (a trans guy named Kai) just painted pride flags and basically wrote “fuck normal it doesn’t exist” and honestly he is such a mood and I miss him. He is also the one I bonded with over Doc Marten’s and tea.
. One of the techs told us stories about the people they had in the past as patients- they were wild and I’m so glad we didn’t have any ‘crazy’ people. We were a pretty chill group.
. A lot of us were cat people and if people try and tell you depressed teens don’t love animals then they are WRONG. We got mad that COVID made them stop doing animal therapy because we all missed our pets at home.
. Day Crew were a lot nicer than night crew. Night Crew had a jackass lead who wouldn’t get off his lazy ass. No one liked the night crew lead. Night crew lead didn’t like us either. Mutual scorn that sucked.
. I was the only person with a two parent, loving home. Kai straight up asked me “what’s it like having a dad?” And I just... didn’t know how to react because I’ve never not had a dad? Like, my dad is my whole world.
. Parents were pissed because they weren’t telling them anything. My mom straight up called my case worker and was like “I’m not sure how used your establishment is to parents who don’t give a damn, but that is NOT US. Tell us shit so we don’t find out from our daughter”
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Scp 035 x reader part 9
You suddenly woke up being violently shaken by Bach.
"Wake up already, you sleep like someone fucking killed you." Bach yelled as he dragged you out of bed.
You stood up, heavy-eyed and groggy, and looked around. You noticed that this was not the cell you fell asleep in. The room was much bigger and decorated to look like a bedroom. Actually, this was a bedroom, complete with a queen sized bed, wardrobe, and nightstand. There were two doors, one was smaller than the other and on the left side of the bed. The door in front of the bed was open.
Looking past Bach, the room had a couch and other living room necessities. You walked into the room, Bach following behind, and looked around. Yep, that's a living room.
"How did I get here?" You asked Bach.
"Well those asshole MTFs broke your door and your humanoid cell was ready so I just carried you here. You sleep like a bad of rocks" Bach responded.
"Rocks don't sleep, but thank you. When will my next test be?" You asked
"They don't tell me when tests happen. I'm supposed to keep you company for the day, you play video games?."
You and Bach spent the next couple hours playing video games and talking. It was nice to just have someone to spend time with and to talk to. One thing that you did notice was that he would glance at you quite often.
Bach fell awkwardly silent, as if he had something to ask you but didn't want to ruin the mood. He eyed you carefully, looking for his words.
"So, um. What got you here?" Bach choked out.
God Bach, could you be anymore awkward. You thought for a response. The original reason you got locked up was that you teamed up with the wrong people. You secretly worked as a thief. You'd steal things from people and earn money for it. Your employer at the time picked out a partner to help with the job, the job in question was a two man job.
Your partner just happened to be the murderous type. You were already disturbed when she killed the security guards, then you were pissed off when she tried to kill you and take the prize for herself.
"Basically I was paid to steal stuff, the girl I was partnered with wanted to kill me and take the prize for herself. I found out her plan early and tried to get around it. In the end she got a worse punishment than me for returning to our employer alone." You responded.
Bach nodded his head, his expression unreadable. "So, did you ever kill anyone or was that just your partner."
"I never killed anyone directly, but stealing information was part of my job. I did have a couple jobs where my objective was to steal important information and spy on people to find their weakness." You started feeling uneasy with the conversation's direction. "Why do you ask?"
"Well" He sounded nervous, "I just wondered why you were here as a D-class anyway. You always seemed so nice, I just got curious" a light blushed formed on his face, was he flustered?
"Well, you haven't seen all of your cell yet. They gave you a kitchen and actually put some food in there so you could start cooking for yourself. I think Yapp said he gave you about three weeks worth of food." Bach quickly changed the subject.
You got up to see the kitchen for yourself. It had been at least four years since last time you're in a kitchen, one that you could cook in and you weren't stealing from. When you were a kid you'd cook with your dad all the time. You smiled, reminiscing of those simple times.
Opening a door left of the bedroom. It was a pretty standard kitchen and a nice dining room table. There was all the proper utensils to cook or even bake. Pots and pans, a blender, baking sheets, everything you'd need.
After inspecting the kitchen, you looked back to see Bach leaning on the door frame like an edgy teen would in some low budget high school movie. You snickered at him, which he noticed and became flustered once again.
"Good try at being cool Bach." You joked. Bach didn't find the humor and it only flustered him more.
What if 035 liked to cook or bake, they seemed more of the baking type. 035 has been around for so long they have had to try it at least once.
You still believed that 035 was it it for the long run, to manipulate you and possess you without you releasing. You had heard many stories of 035 manipulating people into doing anything they want.
Maybe not in your case, maybe 035 really did like you. Maybe not love, but like as in a good friendship. After the first meeting between you and 035, the foundation had given 035 a lot more attention than ever.
How was 035 doing? After 035 was recontained you hadn't seen them. Maybe you could ask Bach to help you see 035 again.
"You ok woman?" Bach pulled you out of your thoughts.
"Tf you call me?" You returned, not really offend but you just wanted to mess with him.
"Ok jeez, in your bathroom you have an actual bathtub. I managed to grab ya some of those fancy bath bombs. You're welcome. I have to go do some rounds in light containment, I'll check on you later." Bach left the cell to go to light containment.
Wait you're in heavy containment? You guess it makes sense to put you near 035, but just how close was 035? You desided not to dwell to long on it and go have a nice relaxing bath for the first time in a while.
It took you about 10 minutes finding the bathroom. For some odd reason you didn't think to check the smaller door inside your bedroom.
You picked out a nice smelling bath bomb and turned on the water to a nice temperature. The bathroom itself was a nice size. The shower and the bath were separated on ether side of the room. The room had a nice aesthetic to it, calming on the eyes, soft cold colors.
Naturally, your mind began to wonder while you were waiting for the tub to fill. It had been about three days since you last seen 035. What were the foundation doing with them? Did the scientis interview them about finding them in your original cell?
Were they even going to give them a host again? You heard from Dr. Yapp that normally when 035 breaks containment the scientis put an interview ban on them. There would be no need to give them a host if they didn't need to talk to 035.
You haven't even heard about 035 in the last three days. Dr. Yapp said that you'd be able to see 035 this week but you haven't heard anything about exactly when. Maybe it will be longer till you see 035, maybe even shorter.
The sound of water flowing down the overflow prevention thing reminded you of where you were. You turned off the water and undressed. You were a little to excited getting in the tub and splashed some water out. The floor was tile so it wouldn't rot when wet so it didn't bother you as you relaxed.
*in 035's cell*
"So tell us 035, how is the relationship with (Y/N) going?" A researcher calmly asked the mask.
The mask tilted their head curiously. "What do you think our relationship is? Although she fascinates me, I don't think the foundation will let us become more than friends." The mask rests their host's head on their hands.
The researcher looked at 035 with clear doubts before she wrote down the mask's response.
"Why did we find you in (Y/N's) cell?" The researcher moved on to the next question.
The mask turned their head away from the researcher and chuckled. Turning back to the researcher, 035 started answering.
"I saved her from 106 and carried-"
"Wait you picked (Y/N) up and carried her?" The researcher interrupted.
"Yes, you'd know that if you didn't interrupt me!" 035's voice became glitchy and demonic as they angrily rose their voice at the researcher. The lights flickered and became purple stood up.
"035! Remain passive or we will terminate any future visits with (Y/N)." One of the researchers behind the glass demanded
"I'm good! Perfectly passive." 035 sat back down and acted as if they didn't threaten the researcher in front of them. "Now, as I was saying. I saved her from 106 and carried her back to her cell. My host wasn't going to last any longer so I stayed." 035 fully regained their composure and finished their answer.
The researcher wrote down their answer. Another researcher knocked on the glass, indicating that the interview was over. The researcher stood up and turned to leave 035's containment cell.
"When will I see (Y/N) again." 035 asked the researchers. They looked at each other, not sure of what to do.
"Umm, Dr. Yapp supervises everything that (Y/N) can and can't do in the facility. Last time we asked, he said he was planning a test for the two of you, but it'll take a couple more days to set it up." One answered, trying not to anger the possessive mask.
035 seemed pleased with this information, but didn't respond. Instead, they stayed where they were, falling deep into thought.
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#scp#scp fandom#scp 035#scp foundation#secure contain protect#scp 035 x reader#scp containment breach
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RUNAWAYS SEASON 2 TEASER SHOT BY SHOT RUNDOWN
well.....shit
I’m going to assume this is the “life form” the parents were being tricked into digging for. i can’t really tell who all is getting flung backwards. i’m not sure if it’s the parents or the Runaways because only one of the parents really has any sort of power or ability to fight Jonah, but it also looks like there are way more than 6 kids present
“They’re our parents...how could they be such monsters?” yeah they pretty much suck
Yeah fuck you all (except the Yorkes’ y’all are just kind of idiots)
AND FUCK YOU MOST OF ALL GOOD SIR (that weird ashy part of his face looks similar to how his body looks when he’s weak and has not gotten a sacrifice. i.e. while he was lying in bed and the scene in the final episode with Frank when he pulls back his sleeve)
IM ABOUT TO SQUARE TF UP WITH WHOEVER MADE YOU SHED A SINGLE TEAR (please just let her be happy this season)
Why is it so hard to let them be happy? (also important to note that it looks like maybe they have not found the Hovel yet since all these shots look to be outside...it’ll be interesting to see how long it takes them. I also want to know why there are so many people sort of standing around her)
“We can fix the world that they broke” yeS MY BEAUTIFUL GAY RAINBOW CHILD I MISSED YOU
Those sort of look like tents in the background? I think they may hang out in a homeless community for a little bit RIGHT after they run away. This theory is backed up by the next screen cap-
You can clearly see the tents in the background with people in them. I think that the season will pick back up immediately after they start running in the last few seconds of season 1. They’ll chill in a homeless community until they eventually go off and find the Hostel.
All 4 of the past shots seem to be in the same lighting as well (Molly crying, Gert’s face, Nico and Karolina talking, Chase and Alex) so buckle in for an emotional Runaways talk around the fire :-)
Bless you
I’m guessing the Hostel will be somewhere near the observatory up in the mountains if they don’t outright use the observatory as their base (in the comics, the Hostel was an abandoned hotel, but they could certainly take some creative liberties with this)
They’re still in the same clothes (which doesn’t tell us much because they did sort of just take off without anything) as when they raid the thrift store but thERE IT IS, THERE IS THE HOSTEL IM SO READY
Look how strong and beautiful :’)
Here, it looks very much like an abandoned hotel so i’m thinking they’ll pretty much keep this aspect the same
Ugh this whole plot of them finally being runaways on their own with only each other is going to be so amazing and open up so many opportunities for character relationships (if you know anything about me you know I’m beyond excited for the Chase/Molly, brother/sister dynamic that’s so prevalent in the comics)
(”No, you’re not the light of the world but you shine on me”) I am: concerned but also happy bc look at my rainbow baby with her hands all lit up wow
His outfit has changed here but I have no idea what’s going on with that package? Not to be That Bitch but everything Alex does highkey makes me suspicious so...
She’s learning how to control the staff and my heart is exploding. Also her oUTFIT WOW SHE LOOKS AMAZING????
yeeEEESSSSS
Hooooooly shit molly can flip a while damn car now-
AND NOT EVEN HAVE TO FALL ASLEEP? AN ICON (high key my favorite shot in the entire trailer look at my badass baby)
Project this on my grave, thanks
“Nothing is more important than knowing who...what you are” KAROLINA’S ORIGINS PLOT LINE LETS GOOOO. Tbh this season seems like it’s going to be very Karolina heavy and I’m living for it
Fuck u x2 :-)
Everything about this shot is beautiful, HOWEVER the context is what’s confusing to me. Did Karolina just agree to meet up with Jonah? Did he find them? And why does she look confused as to why she’s glowing, I’ll be pissed if Jonah can somehow activate Karolina’s power on his own
At first glance, it looked like Karolina was fighting Nico, but this brief shot shows that this is not the case-
She is clearly fighting Mrs. Minoru. However, I am confused because in the screenshot before, you can see Nico holding what looks to be her staff (which she also has in the shot 10 screencaps ago, apparently AFTER they find the Hostle) but Mrs. Minoru has one of her own
OK so here we have new mystery guy that has been filming with the cast. He’s obviously a mutant (based on his eyes) and if I had to guess, this may be the character of Topher, who is in the comic and whose story-line I will not spoil for those of you that have not read
“GET DOWN” is concerning, but the next few shots look to all be from the same scene, an airport. Chase looks like he’s jumping out of a luggage trolley here
Same setting I believe, she may be coming out of the luggage trolley as well
It looks like they’re specifically trying to stop this plane
If this trick ass bitch doesn’t stop shooting at my babies in .4 seconds someone is dying
I can’t tell who is in the car but it sort of looks like the same car from the other shots that the Runaways are driving around in
Alex saving some girl from the shot. Not sure who the foot behind the door belongs to but it sort of looks like a Molly shoe
This is The Car, but the steering wheel???? Is on the right side of the car???? The background also looks like the same setting as Karolina battling Mrs. Minoru
I’m not even going to try and unravel the context of this scene but whoever threw Molly like this...your mom’s a hoe
Old Lace attacking someone on a bike? You can see the Runaways right next to the hill down the road, so presumably this person was following them
I’m just confused as to where they’re going on bikes? Based on their outfits, it looks like this may be the same day they discover the Hostel (Also Alex’s scooter I’m cackling)
Who tf is this and why does he have the fisticons on his hands?
Looks like Gert’s driving and someone please get her some driving lessons
I’m wondering if the shootout turns into this car chase let them fuckin breathe
SHE’S CRYING AND SCREAMING “NO” IM SO WORRIED THIS IS GERT’S DEATH SCENE?
However, my theory that this may possibly be Gert’s death scene is really thrown by this shot? It’s obviously the same lighting as the previous shot and Molly is almost smiling here
This lighting is the same as well and come to think about it, it almost looks similar to the very first shot of the trailer with Jonah. They’re obviously back at the construction site here. Nico’s scream and face worries me PLEASE DO NOT KILL GERT
I seriously cannot wait for them to start training and mastering their various powers
HELL YEAH
My body will not rest until I get stronger Gertchase content than this (however Gert’s outfit is so cute SO)
stOP STARING AT HER LIKE THAT YOU SMUG LITTLE ASS IM GOING TO BUST A LUNG
Oh my God this season looks amazing, I’m so excited
#runaways#runaways season 2#marvels runaways#deanoru#gertchase#runaways shot by shot rundown#gert yorkes#chase stein#alex wilder#karolina dean#nico minoru#molly hernandez
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RadioDust HCs:
ok kids. bc i have no chill yet no desire to clean these ramblings up into an actual fic, have some of my extremely self-indulgent hcs for this ship. this is gonna get long-winded and wild, so strap tf in.
General HCs:
Alastor is gray or demisexual. Meaning he is generally sex-repulsed until he becomes incredibly close to someone. This is pretty much my standard HC across the board for him, especially when I’m trying to ship him with Angel cuz lord knows there needs to be a middle ground between their sexual natures somewhere lol
Even after falling for someone, he still is fairly indifferent to sex, but he does enjoy eliciting reactions, especially from someone he knows well. And in the rare event that he cares for another, he does genuinely want to bring them pleasure. Therefore he sees sex more as an extension of this and is willing to participate to make his partner happy/is interested in creating their reactions
Likes to know he’s the only one to rile them up as well, part of his power kink
Alastor also has no idea what these identity terms mean either: is a clueless murderous old man
Angel is a tad more Woke™, especially after being in Hell for a while
Having younger generations of demon friends helps with this: Cherri or Vaggie being the ones to usually clue him in to more modern concepts
Drives Angel up a gd wall when he attempts to explain a modern invention/slang/pop culture reference to Alastor, who only digs his heels in with Not Understanding it just to piss him off more
Alastor not only does understand, but saves this fact for the times when he really wants to impress/screw with Angel, or when the knowledge comes in handy
He’ll never forget the look on Angel’s face when he casually informed him that the deer selfie filter is actually super offensive to him and would you please be a ‘deer’ and cease using it on insta thank you now there’s a love
Angel is now super paranoid that Alastor will see all his social media interactions somehow, despite him NOT having any accounts anywhere
Does not stop him from posting nsfw selfies and tagging them with #alastor/radiodemon in the least
Anemia HCs:
ok so i read somewhere that angel was anemic on the hazbin wiki info, or something?? i don’t know if that was real or not but uh... i took it and ran with it, so now it’s my hc, and this whooooole thing turned itself into a multi-part mini fic, which is all under the cut. if you’re dying of radiodust thirst like me, pls enjoy this mess.
Part One:
Angel is indeed anemic, and the first time Alastor finds out is when he literally passes out into his arms like a bad ‘Gone with the Wind’ parody
At first Alastor was disgusted, thinking this was yet another stupid ploy to hit on him... until he realized Angel wasn’t speaking anymore
Something that never happens
He wasn’t expecting to care, let alone lift the spider the rest of the way into his arms, carrying him to Charlie so she can figure this out
One second, Angel was fainting on him, the next, Alastor found himself sitting by his bed, placing a cool cloth over his brow and waiting for Charlie to get back with supplies
Almost like something out of those novels Mother used to think she had so cleverly hidden away
Hmm
Somehow, that thought alone was not enough to make him leave, so there he dutifully remained
Even as Angel woke up, groggy, yet giving him maybe the smallest, softest smile he’d ever seen the demon make
”Al... you stayed...”
Well that was certainly something. The way it made his pulse race quicker and palms sweat under his gloves was definitely new. And apparently enough to keep him sticking around through Charlie’s fussing and prodding and Angel’s consequent refusal of said mothering
Until Alastor remembered that anemic means lack of iron
iron like from meat
meat like from animals
and animal meat was his specialty!
Without another word, he left for the kitchen, only to return with a giant steak dinner (clearly bullied out of the staff in a rush), complete with mashed potatoes and vegetables and a large glass of orange juice
Literally everything Angel never eats
He refused to leave until it was all eaten, sitting back in his chair and bribing Angel with the offer to tell him a story as he finished it
And so he does, weaving a vivid tale just like back in his radio star days, complete with voices and hand gestures
Never before had Angel and Charlie ever seen Alastor quite this engaged in something that wasn’t murder or chaos; instead spinning a yarn about a boy and his magical pig who helps him to find his lost twin sister
Angel is quite enraptured, naturally, having to be prompted to keep eating a couple times, and Charlie hangs back by the doorway, absolutely beside herself internally at what’s unfolding before her
Vaggie would no doubt try to convince her otherwise later, and she may just be a princess of hell, but she knows love when she sees it dammit!
Eventually, she can sense the story’s end coming near, and as much as she wants to hear it, she wants their story to begin more, so she quietly slips away and leaves them alone
The tale indeed ends and Angel swallows the last of the drink, both quiet a moment, looking at each other
“…. Where’d ya hear that one Al?”
“Hear it?”
“Ya know, where’d you get it from? Some old fairy tale book? A movie? It’s real good and I know Molly would love that it’s basically just like us, so if ya tell me where to find it I can-“
“Nowhere. I made it up.”
“You made that up!!? Just now!?”
a small chuckle “Yes, that is what storytellers do…”
“… For me?”
Alastor pauses at that, regarding him again
“I suppose… Yes, yes that one was just for you. About you, really… with some… embellishments,” he twirls a hand nonchalantly in the air before returning it to the other in his lap “Either way I’ve never told it to anyone before, if that’s what you’re after.”
And there’s that smile again, the one that Angel never wore before today, and the one that Alastor would find himself chasing every day since, whether he realizes it or not
Part Two:
The only downside to this is now Alastor will not leave Angel alone about his iron intake
Constantly asking him if he’s had anything substantial today, pushing juices and vitamins and most of all meat onto him, sometimes holding him hostage to watch him eat it
Angel would be flattered if it didn’t interfere with his drug and alcohol habit so much
“Al, geez let up wouldya!? I’m already in Hell, why do I gotta be HELLthy too huh??” a smirk accompanied that, despite himself
the radio demon sighs “As much as I appreciate a well-timed pun, I must insist” he taps where Angel’s nose would be on a normal face “I’m already well aware that you’ll never be ‘healthy’, but I’d take conscious as a consolation prize.”
“Really?? YOU prefer me conscious??”
“Don’t flatter yourself-” he scoffed faintly “I have a hotel to endorse, and you are it’s prized resident, my opinions on the matter non-withstanding. I can’t very well have the famed Angel Dust dropping like a fly at a moment’s notice over such a small thing as malnutrition. What kind of operation would this look like if we couldn’t at least keep on top of something as simple as anemia, hmm?”
For once, Angel had nothing to return fire with, since the last time someone gave him such a convincing speech about his well-being was his sister right before his death, and he really didn’t feel like putting anyone through that agony again
Not even Alastor
After that, Angel takes whatever food Al gives him in annoyed silence, but he still takes it
Though it’s getting harder and harder to remain annoyed when what Alastor gives him starts increasing in quality
At first it’s swiped energy bars or simply juice, but then progresses to sandwiches and fruit and deviled eggs and little spinach quiches and tortes and assortments of cheeses that can’t be easy to procure down here, even with Alastor’s influence
If you cornered him, Angel would never admit it, but he actually forgot how much he missed real food after being inebriated constantly, and Al’s little treats become the new highlight of his day
He’ll even stop using some of the harder drugs so he can better taste them
Charlie would never tell them for fear of the whole thing stopping on an embarrassed dime, but she’s so so proud of them both for this little secret transaction
Angel does start looking and acting better as a result, even though he still abuses alcohol and softer drugs and def keeps his sexual nature intact
But he’s less irritable and prone to lashing out, and his coloring is brighter and his hair sleeker
He also isn’t as tired as often and hasn’t fainted at all since the first time, just feeling overall stronger and more lucid
Which he can’t really complain about even though he wants to
Part Three:
The hotel even benefits from this, some small press circulating about Angel’s newfound constitution and attributing it to their work
In celebration, one night Alastor invites him to a proper dinner at one of Hell’s most famous fancy restaurants
One where the press could easily find them if they wanted
Angel knows this is just to show off his progress but doesn’t shy away from it- for once excited to eat out somewhere and not “eat out” if ya know what I mean
Besides, Alastor doesn’t seem that perturbed to be seen in public with him either, a rare development and not one to scoff at
They both dress up nicer than normal for it, making a big show as the hotel’s representatives, even walking in arm-in-arm
Angel is not immune to the certain type of looks they get as they arrive, and wonders if he should tell Al
Seeing the man with one of his more casual and less murderous smiles on as they take their seats convinces him not to
It would be a shame to get their outfits all bloody anyway
Especially since Angel decided to return to his drag look for the evening, complete with a new skintight velvet dress, feeling far fancier all dolled up than in any of his menswear
The glances Al gives him from time to time don’t hurt either, eyes noticeably lingering on his exaggerated chest fluff each time
Something Angel has no problem with, leaning forward and accentuating it more, resting his chin on a hand lightly to prop his figure up
Alastor orders for the both of them since he knows the place better, raving about their veal and venison dishes on the way over
Earlier in the year, this might have unnerved Angel more, knowing the demon’s penchant for savagery and carnage when it came to “hunting”, but now? He found it almost charming, that Al was so invested in the meat selection of Hell’s dining establishments that he even made his own ranking system for the best places to get each type of animal, who better prepared it according to cuisine, and how each cut measured up in quality
Angel took the liberty of perusing their liquor selection to create his own ranking system, just to be fair
Would be impolite to let Al do all the work on this date after all
….. wait…..
Date???
The fork clattering to the floor jarred Angel back to his senses, realizing his elbow had slipped abruptly from its perch at the very thought, almost in an allergic reaction to the word
Al only raised a controlled eyebrow at the flustered way Angel ducked down to retrieve it under the table skirt
Which is of course the very moment the paparazzi decided to start snapping their pictures
Alastor quickly spun around at the flashing lights, smiling dangerously at them and stopping some of the more cowardly photographers, but not quite enough
Angel, oblivious, continued rooting around for the fork, all the while inching closer and closer towards Alastor’s seat
“Angel!” Al hissed, finally reaching under and putting a hand on Angel’s hair to still him. Of course not making this look any better. “Sit up. Now.”
“Wait, but I almost got it Al-ahh!”
He was roughly pulled up by the back of his dress and sat up, hair mussed and face flushed incriminatingly, only making Alastor groan in defeat at some more camera snaps
It took half a second, but Angel suddenly understood, face blank in momentary shock
Alastor fully expected him to turn it into another lewd joke, brush it off and dig the hole deeper, most certainly at the expense of his own comfort
He quickly steeled himself for the impending barrage of innuendos and unwanted touching
What he wasn’t prepared for was Angel to suddenly leave the table, storming right up to the cameramen with the angriest look he’d ever seen on the spider’s face
“Ey ya parasites!! Let me see those!” he holds a couple of impatient hands out for their cameras, still fuming
Some actually comply out of complete shock, not at all used to Angel Dust getting mad about being photographed ever, especially over anything sexual
Angel proceeds to delete the photos off the first camera… then gets more and more frustrated when the pictures just wouldn’t stop coming. After a while, he just smashes the camera on the ground in a huff
“Fuck this it’ll take too long!” he points to the remaining paparazzi with intact cameras, still shocked and clutching them “Y’all are gonna delete every SINGLE photo you took of that little misunderstanding just now, alright?? Or else I’m gonna keep smashing cameras! Got it??”
They all nod and start deleting hurriedly
“And if ANY a ya think about gettin’ wise and leaking some anyway… well… let’s just say I had a much more deadly occupation than porn star when I was alive…” his face darkens at that, putting on his best godfathers voice to hit it home “And I ain’t afraid a comin’ out of retirement temporarily… Capisce?”
They capisce
He returns to the table with a resigned sigh and combs through his wig to tame it again, taking out a compact to fix his face
Completely ignoring the stunned absence of a smile on Alastor’s
Eventually Angel dares to glance at it and gives him an involuntary cringe
“Ah... Sorry Al…” he starts slowly, stowing the compact away again in his bosom and looking down chagrined “I know I went and made a scene in your favorite place and… and yer probably real mad and all an’… oh damn, Charlie’s gonna kill me if you don’t firs-“
“-Thank you.”
“W.. wait what??”
“Thank you…” Alastor repeated, if only to assure himself he was really saying it “I… it was… I never expected you to get mad…”
“Al?”
“I thought you’d let them… run with it” he waves a hand, explaining himself, somewhat awkwardly “Especially since it… it would help you. Your reputation. To be caught with the radio demon like… like that.”
The way his voice became so small on the last two words worried Angel much more than he’ll ever admit. The way you could hear the mortification behind his smile. He always knew Al was adverse to the act but never had he seen him actually terrified by it. Paralyzed by the stark realization of how close he came to becoming its subject… even if only as a rumor
It simply emboldened Angel’s resolve
the spider scoffed lightly “Well yeah… maybe if that’s what we had been doin’… or if you were into that stuff at all…”
“What?”
“I mean we weren’t even actually tryin’! I was just lookin’ fer a dumb fork for cryin’ out loud-!“
“No… no what about… me being into it?”
a pause, and then a one-shouldered shrug “Well it’s not the same thing as a payin customer is it?… Like you don’ even LIKE sex and stuff and… it’s different when it’s just us flirtin’ and bullshittin’ around at the hotel… I know you hate that too but at least there no one ain’t tryin’ ya capitalize on yer pain. Word never gets out. No one knows just how much I get under yer skin, so it’s almost like it never happened. But these pictures…” he waved both of his right hands in unison, motioning for emphasis “They’re permanent.. and they’d only be helpin’ my reputation while hurtin’ yours…”
Alastor just continues to stare
“A-and the hotel’s… of course…”
Finally a smile returns to his face, but with no hint of anything except appreciation behind it
“Of course…”
Part Four:
The rest of dinner went smoothly
Al had indeed picked well, and the dishes were some of the best Angel had ever tasted, other than his Momma’s cooking of course
When Al made a small chuckle at even that joke, Angel knew he must’ve done something right to land this far in the radio demon’s good graces
Though it could very well be the booze’s doing
Angel had insisted on ordering their drinks to compensate for the fiasco earlier, and had created specialty cocktails for each of them, based on what they ate
He was relieved when Alastor gave a small hum of approval mid-sip, downing a generous amount with an easy smile
And then finishing off three more with dinner
Both were quite full and loose by the time they finished, even getting a small tray of beignets for desert
They found they hadn’t even argued once, save for small asides and joking prods. But really arguing? Hadn’t even crossed their minds. Instead they bonded over jazz artists they both liked, reminisced about the 30′s while filling each other in on the decades they missed, talked a bit about their hometowns, and threw some mutual shade about residents of the hotel they couldn’t stand
Turns out they had quite a lot in common…
They paid on the hotel’s tab and finally headed out to the limo, only swaying slightly and linking arms again to subtly stabilize each other
This time the paparazzi was nowhere in sight, probably long scared off by now
Which is good since Alastor had suddenly removed his arm from Angel’s to pull him in around the waist, keeping the demon from tripping over a nearby curb by pressing him further into his side. Out of reflex, entirely.
After all, it’s not like he’d ever willingly choose to close their proximity. Just like he’d never willingly choose to notice the way Angel’s chest bounced softly against his, or how four hands grasping onto him felt oddly right, or how tempting the velvet hugging the curve of Angel’s lower back became under his fingertips
He’d only occasionally felt this way about accidental invasions of personal space before, and that fact did nothing to reassure him or his nerves
Nor did the pounding of his undead heart in his ears
Angel was also feeling the tension, but for a whole ‘nother reason
Drinks always made him more forward, and having a full belly for once numbed that urge into more of a simmering lust, cozy and comfortable and heavy
Getting tangled up in Alastor’s arms suddenly only made him want one thing
One thing he was telling himself desperately not to do
Which was real hard with Al’s face so so close to his, looking back at him with his own flush dusting along his cheeks and that smile still there, but slightly parted, waiting, hesitant of what it wanted to become but open to suggestions
Suggestions that Angel had plenty of
“You… you were about to trip… my dear…” Alastor finally explained in a hush, dipping a finger into the still water between them and rippling it quietly, grip on him still firm
“…. Ah…” slowly Angel righted himself, not moving away from him, but leaning on him less “That…. that sounds like me…” he offered a lopsided grin at his own joke, daring to look Alastor in the eyes again
Looking for what exactly, he wasn’t sure
And guessed he would never find out, seeing the moment vanish underfoot with the crunch of the limo’s tires, pulling up beside them
Alastor still offered him his hand though, helping guide Angel inside first, then sliding in after
Sitting at least one person apart, the drive begins in unsteady silence, neither exactly looking away but definitely not trying to confront anything either
That is until Alastor starts to fidget with his bow tie, inexplicably feeling very warm
Deciding to simply undo it entirely and redo it looser, he starts it out like usual, but his fingers can’t seem to find their footing and keeps losing track of the last few steps
On the third try, Angel sighs dramatically beside him
“Honestly Al…”
And just like that, the spider is making use of his extra arms and tugging the whole mess loose again, faces mere inches apart as he concentrates and deftly reties it in a perfect bow, which gently hugs the base of Al’s throat as his adam’s apple bobs with a nervous kind of grace
It ends far too quickly and now there is nothing left to keep them in this close… nothing Alastor can invent to explain away how Angel’s fingers linger on the edges of the fabric, or how he wants to undo more of his clothing just for those hands to fix him up again
So he does the only logical thing he can think of
The kiss hits Angel with a sort of intensity he wasn’t expecting, feeling himself pulled in by two gloved hands on his bare shoulders, touch light but not unsure, desperate but without any urgency, simply grounding them together in this moment
Their lips moved against each other’s slowly, mounting in a gentle exploration with Angel deferring to Alastor’s lead, his lower set of hands lightly resting along Al’s hips, asking permission at first until a soft moan granted him it
Eyes fluttering closed, the kiss deepened until it became a series of many, some opened-mouthed, tongues hinting at entering but never actually doing so, and all of them amidst small noises and panting breaths, desire simmering just under the surface of it all
Angel had never kissed like this… never thought to kiss like this… the boiling heat of lust kept at bay by a promise to just make out, to just keep it at another’s pace. All the while flushing his body with a white hot pulsing want that could only wait for someone else to grant it release?? Oh he could die all over again from this torture and would only beg for more. Never getting it being it’s own bittersweet reward
Alastor grappling meanwhile with why he suddenly wanted so very much as well, why, as he clung to Angel’s soft fur-lined skin and let their mouths dance relentlessly, he never once wanted to pull away. Never wanted to run and hide in the solace and safety of the self, was all too happy to let Angel’s hands cup and hold his hips and reward him with moaning sounds he rarely ever makes
His head was swimming in it, and he was oddly eager to let himself drown
Eventually they parted, breathless and slow but mutual, eyes opening again and glossily gazing at the other, searching for silent signs of yes, no, more?, sorry?, good?
“A-Al… I..”
Fingertips graced the speaking lips to silence them again, a small shake of the head a confirmation of no apology needed. “… That was… I liked that…” He offered, smiling small and gentle for once, an acknowledgement of how very rare this had really been. How nothing about this was usual, but not necessarily unwanted
Angel was now convinced he’d died twice
“You… yeah?” he smiled back, just as hopeful
Another nod, Alastor chewing words behind his closed mouth, clearly processing something
“… I don’t… I don’t want you to get… too excited but…”
Angel surprised him with his patience
“… I have kissed before. I… actually more than that as well but...” he shakes his head to keep himself on track before he loses his nerve “It’s not often. And it’s definitely not for fun… not for just… anyone.”
Angel hopes to heaven his smile isn’t too excited
a small exhale before continuing “What I’m trying to say is…. I can’t guarantee anything. I cant... predict how I’ll feel about more… or about everything. But I can tell you that I liked this. And… I’d like to do this sometimes… with you. If you don’t push me for more…”
Two hands held Alastor’s close to his chest, squeezing them once with an earnest smile
“I promise Al. I promise I won’t push… at least I’ll really really try. I know I’m shitty at self-restraint and I won’t lie, I’m fuckin’ pent up as shit right now…” his small chuckle was met with a slightly sarcastic eyebrow, feigning momentary annoyance “But… but I really liked that too. I ain’t never… I ain’t never felt this good after just makin’ out! I didn’t know I could…”
Alastor hums a bit in amusement, hands traveling from Angel’s grip to slide gently down the sides of the velvet dress he’s poured into “Well… seems tonight was a good one for a lot of firsts…” he watched Angel’s small shiver with some glee “Though I might just blame it all on this devilish dress…”
a breathless chuckle “Oh yeah, Al? You like it that much?”
“Yes…” no hesitation as he strokes small circles into the fabric with his thumbs, just over the start of Angel’s hipbones “I’ve always been partial to velvet…. and pretty creatures wearing it…”
Their second kiss lasted all the way home
#well#have this#radiodust#hazbin hotel#alastor#angel dust#im sorry vivzie mom#but not sorry enough#my alastor is demisexual ok?#and his whole relationship w angel is about them meeting each other halfway#he's no virgin either#def was in love with mimzy in the past#she was the first person he felt sexually attracted to in some way#and she helped him understand himself a lot more#but being into a dude is new for him#not that he's complaining#well ok maybe a little at first#but uhhhh#yeah#angel's hypersexuality and alastor's sex repulsion had to be bridged somehow#so here we are#but i kept it as in character as i could and im pretty proud actually#basically alastor's entire love language is food-based#and angel's learning sometimes less is actually way way more#headcannons#fanfiction
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Review Response, June 16-22, 2019
Got a lot of stuff! ... Thanks to one person, mostly!
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Wings #004
1) Heyo, I saw your responses to my reviews. I forgot my password when I read Wings and I didn't want to go through the whole resetting password thing, so I went in as a guest. I didn't really intend to come back to FanFiction, hence the random keyboard smashing username, yet here I am again to read your stories! Haha. I suppose I'll just keep my original username here.
Anyways, back onto the review! I really found this chapter to be amusing and engaging!
I should have realized Black was there! Rereading the last chapter, I missed the "loud" voice. Oops! And as much as I would love to see familiar faces meeting our lovely protagonist Y here, I like how you're going at a steady pace so the introductions won't be rushed. It makes the eventual meetings better, and I'd look forward to them more that way.
(Highkey looking forward to Diamond to appear!)
Crystal as the soccer coach is so, so fitting. And the more I read about Y's struggles to do well, the funnier it gets when she fails due to her own recklessness or other people's mistakes. And when she had enough, she reminded me of a Rhyhorn stampeding through the field, bashing away any poor soccer players that were in her way. She's definitely going to join the soccer team now. ...the team is filled with hotheads.
Oh, hi Gold! Fancy seeing you here! I wonder if he's a teacher as well? Maybe another coach? ...is he and Crystal a thing yet? Asking for a friend.
Hey, you’re back to the old familiar ID! Hehehe.
Ah yes. Black’s inclusion was a subtle hint in the last chapter. The only hint being the italicized “loud”, indicating that he was in the soccer team somewhere. And yes. Y is going to be meeting the other familiar faces slowly over time. I mean, my favorite Dex Holder Platinum hasn’t even been mentioned yet, and it’s been 4 chapters. I’m taking things quite slowly in that regard, because it makes sense. A 1st year student is not going to be meeting all sorts of 2nd and 3rd year students right off the bat, you know? And oh yes. Diamond is definitely going to be in Wings. I think he’ll be the first Sinnoh Dex Holder that Y will meet.
Yep! Crystal as soccer coach! Definitely! And oh, Y. She’s like a rampaging Dragon when frustrated and pissed off, plowing through everything in her way, whether it’s her teammates or the opponent. Hehe. A soccer team filled with hotheads. Oh dear. Hahaha.
Nah. Gold is no teacher. What could he possibly be teaching in Wings? No, no. He’s there for a different reason that’ll be covered later. And yes, Gold and Crystal are in a relationship. They are “a thing”. Obviously it’s not going to be getting a whole ton of focus, but it’ll be there.
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Destiny #007
1) Its confirmed, eh? This entire thing was orchestrated by Peter. Not that I'm surprised, it's just nice to have clarity on that part. Anyways, I can definitely see Blue doing something she'll regret later. I mean if it says that Blue will probably help, then she just might. But I don't think she would help knowing it'd hurt the other dexholders. If she helps Peter it'd be because he somehow tricks her into doing it. But hmm, there's only one way to find out. And that's to read more chapters. Also, that small little tidbit about Black's feelings on the whole light stone matter I thought was really nice. I'm not exactly sure how, but it tied that entire part together. And it definitely made everything seem more real. I feel like I'm just being dramatic, but that's how I feel on the matter. And just wanted tp congratulate you on that part 'cause it was wonderful written. Well, the entire chapter was wonderfully written, but I can only hope you know what I mean. Speaking of Unova dexholders. That particular scene with Ruby, Sapphire, and White; I thought although great to read, was not how I imagined it going down. I think I explained this in one of my previous reviews, or at least predicted it. But now that I think about it, it's completely plausible. And one last thing before I end this review. I just realized that it's been quite some time since we've seen Green. Haven't read anything in his point of view since he found out that Blue left and set out to look for her. Which makes me wonder. Will you write his perspective while he's searching hopelessly for her? Or right before he spots her somehow? Cannot wait to see things from his perspective again! Makes my urge to smack him lessen. Fucking asshole, I know he didn't mean to do that especially in that way. But god was that a jerky move. Low-key wanna punch him senseless, but oh well. I'll just have to read his P.O.V. in order to be satisfied.
Again, thank you!
The continuation!
Yes. Blue, despite wandering off on her own and thus being led astray, is still a good girl at heart. She wouldn’t willingly help in hurting her former friends. She would more likely simply walk away and not interfere than actively hurting them. But... there really is only one way to find out, eh?
I guess Black escaping the Light Stone in that fashion is kind of amusing in hindsight, now that he’s actually free. Hehe. ... And is partly plot relevant later on :) And yes. A part of my “headcanon” with Black & White is that Black is forever fated to be indebted to her. Nothing serious, but enough that he’d be more compelled to care for her. Something stupidly sweet like that. Hehe.
The meeting of Ruby and Sapphire with White? This is basically the easiest way for me to drag Black and White, who are completely unrelated to the whole Mega Hunter shenanigans, into the plot! It’s a natural conversation that leads to White tagging along for the sake of meeting the others. Hehe.
Heh. Green ain’t going to find Blue. He doesn’t even know that she’s not in Kanto anymore. He said it himself too. If Blue doesn’t want to be found, she’s going to just disappear. And it’s his fault. Unintentional, perhaps, but his fault anyways. Because compared to Red, he’s a dick. Hehe.
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Destiny #008
1) WHAT. THE. FUCK. HE JUST TOOK OUT A FUCKING ULTRA BALL AND THEN BRAINWASHED THIS POOR, UNSUSPECTING CHILD? HOW TF DID HE DO THAT? WHY CAN'T THIS MOTHERFUCKER JUST KEEL OVER AND DIE? I am legitimately raging right now. He's too goddamn powerful. How are the dexholders going to defeat this dude? I mean it was 27 vs 6. That's insane. How the hell did this dude even get his hands on such powerful pokémon anyway? You don't actually need to answer these questions, they're just rhetorical. And I know I'll get my answer later on. Also, speaking of that battle. When Green and red joined in, I swear to god I started clapping. The relief was immense. And reading that scene the only things going through my mind was that this was where Y and Ruby are going to die. Thank god that they didn't. But with those wounds? They can't battle him at his full power, not when they only have three days to recover. And they're not going to spend their days completely recovering. They'll have to pull themselves together and practice. That is, unless Yellow could use her healing power on humans. But I don't think that's the case. And how tf are they going to get that strong in three days? I know somehow they'll pull it of—as that is the way of stories—but as to how exactly they might go about doing that? I'm clueless. Speaking of which... it would be nice to have a story that doesn't go the same path as so many others. Where, somehow, the hero always prevails! Why? Because they're the hero. And, I mean, I guess it makes sense. They're the hero for a reason, but isn't it unrealistic for the hero to always win? To err is human after all. That is, if the hero was human. Don't get me wrong, I love stories with happy endings. It's just sometimes I ponder whether that was the realistic outcome. But anyways, I'm getting off-topic. I'm sure that in your story if the dexholders win, it would be for a very good reason. And it excites me to think of the ways of how you'll surprise me!
This has been a long-ass review. I spent forever writing it, and I'm terribly sorry. But I thank you for writing this.
Anyways, on to the next chapter!
Assimilation successful. ... It’s a phrase that you would’ve seen immediately in Destiny. I think the first chapter pretty much begins with that.
Hehe. How is he so strong? GAME MECHANICS!! The power of RNG abuse to get shiny IV 31 all things with the desired natures, and then EV raising them for max efficiency! And to make things worse, TEAM SYNERGY! ... And level 100! Because the Mega Hunter and his Pokemon are all based on a real life friend and his HUGE pile of RNGed Pokemon. ... I also have a similar sized pile of level 100 RNGed Pokemon, but I didn’t want to put myself in. That’d be weird! ... Heh. So. How are the Dex Holders going to win? ... I don’t know.
... “As that is the way of stories”... OTHER people’s stories, perhaps. Heh. The “power of bullsh*t” doesn’t work in my stories, you know. None of that “I have the willpower, I will succeed!” nonsense, or “the power of friendship!!”. Heh. “I am the main character, so I can do everything!” ... Nope. Not in here, bud. Hahaha.
2) Oh fuck I got so into writing that review that I forgot to put my name. Yeah the last long-ass review is Mel's.
Don’t worry, I figured! :)
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Destiny #009
1) Oh god oh fuck. So soon! The scouts are coming... which brings me to another topic. How tf did this dude get so many scouts? How is he seeing what they're seeing? And who exactly are these scouts? 'Cause if they're just little children as the scout who got caught, then the dexholders will have no problem. But this dude isn't that stupid, or he is and he's planning on winning because of numbers. Which, I guess, isn't a bad idea. Numbers certainly help, but I mean come on. What a horrible thing to do to brainwash children. This dude is such an asshole and my ahem for him grows with every chapter. What even is the point in causing so much chaos? How will this benefit him? (And coming from a lazy person) Why tf would he go to such lengths? It sounds like too much work tbh. Fuck that, I'd rather stay at home relaxing. But I guess each to their own. Also, the writing in this chapter was sooo well done. It is envy chapter, but this one I loved the uncertainty it exuded, because of the uncertainty in the dexholders. What I guess I'm trying to say is, is that your writing reflects the emotions and thoughts of the dexholders in a way. This might just be me, I felt it was like that. It wasn't too overtly noticeable, but it left me with that feeling. Oh, and also some things I forgot to mention in the last review. I think I might've mentioned this before, but it just made me really happy to see that you kept the characters in... well... character. Incorporating things such as Pearl shouting the moves that the pokémon were going to execute really excite me. That's because so many times writers forget these things. And in the end product, you read something that resembles a character, but isn't quite actually like them. Actually, now I'm sure. I did say this another review. I'm sorry for the repetition them, it just amazes me. Another thing that amazes me, the strategies! You did really well in planning out the strategies in the battles. They were intricate, but easily understandable. And they sounded really effective. Really nice job on coming up with those.
Oh, and before I end this. I just wanted to say that the interaction between Gold and Crystal at the beginning of this chapter was great. Still staying on the matter at hand, but also delving a bit into their history. Their relationship... they've broken up... made me sad ngl. But oh well, It's to be expected of that certain relationship. It can either be a really good one... or one that ends in heartbreak. It's definitely complicated for them. But one thing that made me chuckle was when Crystal retorted with "You were the one begging for me to come back to you." or something like that. Like it's so true. That's exactly what would happen, and of course Gold would try to play it so that he was the cool one. But we all know that he was the one begging lmaoooo.
Also, the way you wrote in Green's concern for Blue in the chapter made me cry because of how beautiful it was. You didn't touch on the topic, but you made it so clear by his actions and things he said. It reminds me of this one thing C. S. Lewis once said, where it was something like, "Show, don't tell.". And that was a good example of that I thought. Makes me think there's hope for their relationship.
Also, I know I talk a lot abut how you're work makes me cry. But goddamn are you also good at writing fluff. And it's incorporated a lot in your stories, even your more tragic ones. It's nice, because it's always good to have a balance. I mean, having a completely tragic story without any elements of happiness isn't a good read. So while some parts are sad, there are so many others where I smile or clap or laugh and the list goes on. I never realized how expressive I am when I'm reading lmao.
Anyways, thank youuuuuu again.
How did the Mega Hunter get so many scouts mind controlled? ... Well, there are a lot of fodder class trainers that’ll get stomped in like 0.5 seconds and then get taken. Given established time gap, it’s certainly plausible to have mind controlled a crapton of nameless fodder! ... Well, that’s the excuse, anyways. You always need some fodder, you know?
Heh. Imagine if the villains were lazy. “Aw man. I don’t want to plant bombs in all those places... it’s rush hour...” Why is he stirring up chaos? Hehe. You’ll see later~ ... ... Well of course, you’ll see later. It’s the PLOT. ... Real subtle there, 135. Well done...
Aha, Pearl’s Detector trait in use! It’s often hard to do given just how many Dex Holders there are, but I try to think like “in this situation, what would this group do, and how would the members react?” So in the case of a battle, Pearl would be the first to detect which attacks are incoming since that’s his whole shtick.
The... battle strategies... well, they’re mostly just recreations of what I went through in XY/ORAS battles with the guy who the Mega Hunter is based on. That freaking Eruption, man. ... More of the “asshole combos” later.
Hehe. Yep. Gold got dumped, begged, and is trying to maintain the “cool guy” outlook by pretending that she was the one begging. ... Poor dude. But hey, now’s the chance for him to show just how reliable he is! After all, there’s something about destruction and devastation that brings people together!!
Green’s concerns for Blue that has to be put under because of ensuing chaos. Hehe. This is a loose reference to something that happens in SA, and what Blue says to him: “Can’t you put me on the top of your priorities just once?” Almost a year after that story ended (Dec 2013), Destiny began (Sept 2014), and... sure enough, Green is forced to put something else on the top of his priorities, over Blue. It’s because of his personality. Task first. Personal problems come after the public ones. ... But it doesn’t mean he likes that.
Yes. BALANCE. I write a ton of cutesy, fluffy stuff, along with horrific doom hammer strikes. But the fluffy stuff don’t stand out in memory because they don’t have shock value, but doom stuff do. So the common misconception is that I always write doom. No, I do not. BALANCE! Especially much further on where a chapter is half fluff, half doom. BALANCE. ... That said, I think you will cry a lot though. Hehehe... But hey, you’ll be laughing and clapping, and even shuddering at the pure cute fluff later on as well!
2) Also I meant to each their own kek.
To each their own indeed. In a lot of ways.
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Heart #001
1) So I'm just going to say this before actually reading so I, don't forget.
So Platinum has to pick between the boys...?
OK, but *grabs a mic* WHY NOT BOTH?
*drops mic*
Seriously though, consider the ot3 as a viable outcome, please. Don't just... tease me with the ship 'tag' I guess dunno how to call it in FF
Yes, Platinum has to pick one or the other. Why not both? ... This is a PAIRING. A pair has two members. And forcing all three Sinnoh Dex Holders into a single “pair”ing does not work out for anyone.
The “tag”...
I assume you mean that? I only did that because I couldn’t add Platinum twice. My original intent was to put Platinum with Diamond and Platinum again with Pearl. But I couldn’t put up Platinum twice or have her be in two different pairings at once. And it’s not like I could isolate one of the boys either, because... well, that’s a little... on-the-nose, isn’t it? But to avoid “teasing”, I could just give one of the boys the boot and spoil the ending, which... well, I’m sure everyone who reads my stuff will know anyways.
All three of them together is not a viable outcome. As friends? Certainly. I’m not breaking the Morning Sound trio. In a love relationship? Nope. Not happening. One is going to be accepted and experience pure bliss. The other is going to be rejected and experience bitter heartbreak. It’s inevitable and meant to be. ... Just delayed for as long as Platinum doesn’t realize the situation.
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I wonder if the Force connections were still going on between TLJ and Episode IX because a year without the force connection and not seeing together is such a long time tho. But then I would want to see the drama between them once they finally see each other after not seeing the other for a year.
Hey Nonnie!
Yeah, I mean the drama would be great haha and I understand how it could be a compelling thing to witness for the audience, so I get the argument. I have a lot of feelings about Reylo, so I really am of two minds insofar as seeing them be angsty and in pain in canon is concerned LOL (as in, I don’t mind it in fanfic, but canon? MY POOR KIDS NEED HUGS NOT MORE TEARS), but don’t worry, I have zero impact on the outcome of the story, so my fluffy headcanons ruin nothing haha.
I’m going to try to get to a few anons that are similar in theme sooo, more under the cut:
There better be more Reylo scenes in IX. JJ needs to go all out when it comes to reylo scenes. I want them to touch each other more you know. Let Rey touch his hair and face. Let Ben touch her scar and untangle her hair. They also need to look at each other with knowing looks to signify that they are truly connected, they don’t need words to know what the other is thinking.
At the end of the day, it’s SW, not Star Romance (AS MUCH AS I WISH IT WERE OTHERWISE haha), but I’m sure we’ll get some good scenes to chew on. As far as I know, JJ enjoys romance and he’s pretty much the father of Reylo at this point, so I don’t imagine he’d go from what we got in TFA (where basically the plot was structured around these two characters having to meet), to like nothing in EPIX, esp given how popular their scenes were in TLJ (and TFA, tbqh). I am also majorly down for scar touching/reveals, SO DOWN.
I wonder if the teaser trailer that they will show in SWC would contain any hint of drama between Rey and Ben or just exchanges of dialogues but we don’t see them actually talking to each other because from what I observed from reddit and comments here and there, people are most excited of Rey and Ben interacting in IX.
We might get more than we expect! I imagine much of the plot (aside from the general, bad guys vs good guys fight!!!) will be kind of hidden. They do a great job with the trailers for SW and, instead of revealing the entire story, they just give us something to chew on for months (obsess over), and I prefer that. I hate watching trailers that literally give the entire movie away. Just makes me wonder why I should bother watching the movie at all! Whether people want romance between them, or just drama, I think both parties are going to be relatively happy when EPIX is all said and done.
I also fucking ready for the drama between Rey and Ben. I am pretty sure there will be screaming and crying and then when they finally calm down, they’ll talk civilly and voice out their feelings.
Haha! So many of you are super into the drama, and that’s awesome. I don’t know how much screaming there will be (considering Ben, all things considered, is actually really calm around Rey, which is pretty noteworthy, given how he is around literally everyone else), but she might be kind of pissed, given that she’s a little more angry than people seem to give her credit for (and that’s not a criticism on my part, I love this about her character). At any rate, I hope there’s lots of feelings in this movie. I’m such a sucker for feelings!
I hope we get to see more of Ben’s perspective in IX or he and Rey have the most screen time alone or together (is that selfish of me?). I recently just watched TFA and TLJ and we really don’t see much of him in either films despite being a co-protagonist.
I just checked the screen times for TFA and TLJ, and Adam has about 15 minutes in TFA and 23 in TLJ (Daisy has the most in both, 45 minutes in TFA and 33 in TLJ, respectively). I honestly hope that the plot is a little more focused and that the screen times are more balanced for the main characters (Fi//nn took a major cut in TLJ and I wish that wasn’t the case). I really do hope they focus primarily on the new characters, which seems to be a rather controversial opinion (and it’s my own and, as I have no impact on the outcome of the plot, lol who cares?). I have the OT for the original characters and the PT for their specific set of characters. I want to see more of the ST characters, but I’ve always been fine with story lines in SW that don’t center around the OT characters. We’ll see how it all goes!
Do you think if there is going to be a documentary, will they show the chemistry test between Adam and Daisy? I really want to see it. They have so much chemistry that it’s hard for me to imagine that they just winged it. I also imagined that they talk about how they were going to play each other off before filming TFA. Also do you think that both of them were already aware that their characters are going to be romantically involved before filming TFA?
I honestly don’t know that there was a chemistry test between Daisy and Adam. Adam was basically courted for the position, while Rey’s character was chosen after months of interviews and I think, given the timeline, they hired who they thought would work for the part. I think that John and Daisy had chemistry readings (they did, I was right) and, given that they had so much screen time together in TFA, that makes perfect sense (this interview also seems to imply that Daisy and Harrison had readings together too???). They’re great together. I think the hiring process for John was even longer. So, I think they wanted Adam regardless. We’ll have to see though. I’m sure they did readings together at some point (actually, I know they did because there’s video of them reading the script at the first table read).
As far as documentaries go, I HOPE SO because I love that shit. I know Ram and Rian have like 1800 hours of footage filmed from the production of TLJ, so I’d expect to see something like that pop up as a part of Disney’s new streaming service, Disney+ in the future.
As far as romance, apparently Adam has been working with one specific piece of information as to where it was all going, so I’m sure he has an idea of what the character is supposed to accomplish and why. As for Daisy, she was always really sweet and seemed to enjoy tf out of the Reylo fandom back when she was on instagram, so I don’t think the concept is foreign to her. And, given her response as to whether Kylo is redeemable or not leans pretty hard into the “he’s redeemable” camp, it wouldn’t be a stretch to assume she knows what’s coming too. JJ apparently also told her during TFA who her parents were, so this conspiracy theory bullshit about Rian retconing it is ridiculous. So yeah, I hope we do get to see more of the process because I LOVE that BTS shit and seeing how they all work and what were their motivating factors for the characters and seeing how things shifted from concept to movie–yes yes yes!
Cheers all! Thanks for the chat!
#epix speculation#reylo#asks and answers#long post#text#ask pacificwanderer#anonymous asks#yes I am trying to clean out my inbox a bit lol#tfa bts#tlj bts#Anonymous
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first of all hooooooooolyyyy shiitttt
FUCK tungle. it took like 30 tries to log in on desktop. admittedly, i was using the wrong password at first, BUT, even when i remembered the right one it kept giving me shit. This is what i get for being L337 i guess... -_-
anyways, im only on desktop so i can add a readmore to say:
i just,,,,,hate voltron. okay? It sucked. it fucking sucked. i watched the first season and it was like, okay yeah, this has potential. and then s2 was like, okay yeah not as good but maybe s3 will pick up...
s3 didn’t pick up. it was just one long death spiral by the same idiots who fucked up the atla sequel. i hate their writing, i hate their story plots, i hate how they butcher any good ideas they have, and i especially hate their inability to have good character AND plot development happen at the same time.
I got swept up in storm of klance and that’s about it. i have soft spots for other ships but at the end of the day i don’t care. i just don.t fucking,,, care???
the fandom is a mess, the crew was a mess, everything was a fucking mess from the get go.
Like who tf is this show written for?? it has to be for like, 8-10 year olds. It has to be. Everything is just so....stupid. Nothing is ever properly explained, motivations never really given, everyone is just a 2 dimensional cardboard cutout of a trope. And that pisses me off so much bc like??? other shows aimed at young kids can still have great world building. they can have good world building and characters and overall story and still be cheesy and a lil dumb. cheesy and a lil dumb is completely fine!! but voltron is just so...godammn... BORING!! it’s like i WANT to like the characters but its just so goddamn hard when everybody is so fucking flat. by all rights, i should want to marry allura. shes everything i loved when i was little, from her color pallet to her princesshood to her white fucking hair!! i should LOVE allura but i don’t!! i kind of hate her. why?? i don’t know!! shes so...boring! and flat! and fucking PASSIVE! everything in this show lands so fucking flat holy shit.
pidge at matts “grave”? yikes, that was second hand hard to watch for like.... “oooh this is so serious!” but the buildup wasnt there...it was kind of funny tbh... and HELLA awkward...
don’t get me started on lance and hunk. bolin was my favorite look character for the first few episodes and then he got knocked to Comic Relief and had maybe two (2) importantish moments. he/they may be part of the main cast but they’re not main characters. they feel like background props to the Actual Main characters.
which brings me to keith.
FUCK keith.
that’s my reaction after every! new! season!! is just,, FUCK keith. god the show functioned SO WELL without him. he’s just so...idk. i also don’t care. what was his character arc anyway? it SHOULD have been about learning to love and trust others but we only get that in lip service and speed run character development (i hate the quantum abyss...so much... like yeah, who cares about SHOWING our characters mature, let’s just tell that it happened in afucking montage.) if keith were a properly developed character he shouldve remained PASSIONATE and idk, run support?? that boy SHOULD have piloted red, end of story. period. keith doesn’t need to lead he needs to learn to TRUST others and that insludes trusting other WITH HIS LIFE. i won’t rant about how we should have had black paladin lance, but keith should have never ever been black paladin. even after he “matures” he still sucks at. he’s this awful,,little,, Shiro 2.0. and I hate it. i ahte it and i hate shiro just a little bit. even though he was arguably the most likeable character, he shouldve stayed dead. or missing. or whatever. he didn’t need to come back and they didnt need to make keith a little offbrand clone of him. i ESPECIALLY hate that they aged keith up 2 years for no goddamn reason other than to make him the Adult (tm). keith’s dedication to others was gre4at, but it should have, and im failing for this word here so forgive me, climaxed? cresscendo’d? whatever. /resulted/ in him playing support. not leader. lone wolf keith doesn’t need how to lead his pack, he needed to learn to HELP his pack. to be a TEAM PLAYER. he didn’t want the responsibility of leading bc guess what?? some people hate leading!! there’s nothing wrong with wanting to be support! keith’s entire arc is a huge mess of missed opportunities and a grand illustration that he is lm’s and jds’ favorite, just like fucking mako.
i won’t rant about mako, but just know i fucking hate him and the special treatment he gets, and good LORD does keith take over mako. keith isn’t space zuko he’s space mako and it fucking SHOWS.
okay, i’m losing steam here, but like.... so apple, why tf where u voltron 24/7 if you hated it so much? because homestuck was over and i needed a new hyperfixation. and i really had to force it for vld tbh. and at the end of the day, it wasn’t so much about the show itself as the potential of klance (or sheith, up until s3). between the interviews, the coding, the fucking EVERYTHING--it really felt like it could be canon. i knew in my heart it was queer baiting but i had HOPE dammit. hope that this could be killer representation, hope that these characters would delvelopment into something incredible. again, there was so much POTENTIAL. and all of it was wasted. everything really came to a head during the fucking game show episode. it was like lm and lds giving everyone who likes lance the middle finger, really driving home that “no no, he IS just stupid. he’s the comic releif. there’s nothing deeper about him and no one will stand up for him bc they all think of him as such.” and that just....broke my heart. we were so...SO close to lance actually mattering but nope! bolin’d again! and what was his purpose in s8? why to be an accessory to allura of course!
i’ve seen a lot of people really divorce themselves from canon and live solely for fanon, esp fanon klance but like.... i can’t. i just can’t. it’s so fucking hard to work with these cardboard characters. you can only draw so much depth onto them, you know? until the very last moments they had potential, but then it all got snuffed out. but who cares about canon? why bother with it? because! we don’t have a solid consistent fanon version of them! no one sat down and delivered the ten commandments of “here’s what we agree k and l are actually like” it’s stupid and it sucks because everyone has their own little differences and its so so tiring to basically be interacting with minutely different ocs all the goddamn time. canon matters bc it gives everyone the same base to work with. like a cooking showing with the same basket ingredients, but now it’s like.... ya’ll don’t wanna use the mandatory ingredients (and why would you? those canon ingredients are like, a century egg and spoiled sardines, they’re awful.)
okay, and im at work and just came back to this and dont remember my train of thought so like... what really threw all this into sharp clarity was the recent steven universe episodes. they were so...GOOD. so fucking good. so much plot and foreshadowing coming to a head. it was such a wonderfully satisfying payoff that it made me remember what a GOOD show is like, how vld is so very very /bad/. the difference is fucking striking. where one is an intricately woven tale with excellent character development and clear story AND character arcs, that can progress AT THE SAME TIME, one is a hacked together flaming dumpster firing that constantly falls flat and doesn’t know where its going or why. and it s so BORING! like fight scenes can be amazing! they can be well coreographed and tense! and we as the audience can be anxious about the outcome! and vld just wasn’t that! it was boring repetetive action in the least exciting way. and where su set up a lot of potential, holy shit they DELIVERED on that potential. not just for rep, but for characters! for story! for plain ol simple character interactions! and then, again, two dimensional cardboard cutouts.
and now with this difference in good vs bad show so very clearly highlighted for me, i just.... i can’t, anymore, with vld. it sucks. it sucked and i can’t pretend or force a fixation with it that just isn’t there, and truthfully, probably never was. maybe that’s why i’ve been struggling to finish my fic, struggling ever since i posted the last chapter, ever since s7, which, again, that game show was really the nail in the coffin as far as holding onto any hope that this tire fire would ever pick up. like a physically feel ill trying to finishing this stupid fic bc i don’t care so hard. i don’t care and i just... really want to be over it. im sick of seeing it everywhere, im sick of the drama, of the Discourse. like all fandoms have their issues, but hold fuck does vld fandom have a massive Purity problem. like, god, let people ship whatever. who cares. die mad about it.
like homestuck, idk if i’ll ever fully ween myself off vld but i want to move on. i want to enjoy Other Things without having this lackluster weight on my shoulders. and more than anything, i want to stop feeling like im obligated to like the same shit as i did two years ago, or last year, or hell, last week! feel free to unfollow, but yeah i just.... really needed to let this out in a proper post and not in the misc tags somewhere.
#behold my loathe letter to vld#if you actually enjoyed the show and don't wanna read all my bitching then like...probably pass this post up lmao#apple talks#to the tune of spam
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Taking You: Chapter 29
29: Hooked
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"I can't believe there's already a 20 year old in your band." I laughed as Jonah sipped his coffee like an adult. "Wow. So mature."
"And in less than 2 weeks, we'll have 3 19 year olds." he smiled.
"You guys are getting so old."
"Out of the 8 of us at the house, you're the third oldest. So, you're old too." he laughed and looked into his cup. "Awe. It's gone."
"Ha." I giggled.
"Don't laugh. This is a serious matter."
"Okay. Whatever you say, Marais."
"Jack, your sister is being mean to me again!" he shouted out to Jack, who was upstairs in his room.
"Get up and walk away, Jonah. Come on. You're 20 years old, for crying out loud. I should not have to intervene between two people who are older than me." I heard him laugh.
"He's got a point." Corbyn laughed as he and Aubrielle walked into the living room.
"Shut up. I know he has a point." Jonah smiled as Aubrielle sat next to him. "But your girlfriend was being mean to me again."
"Not his girlfriend." I stated.
"Right." he smirked and dragged out the i sound. "But you're getting back together, right?"
"No. And I'm done having this discussion." I replied before getting up and walking out of the room.
"Sorry man. I tried." I heard Jonah say to Corbyn. There wasn't much to do in the house so I went up to my room. It's been a while since I went on YouNow so that's what I did.
"Hey guys. I'm sorry I haven't been online lately or uploading new content but we've been really busy." I greeted. For the next hour, I played games with the viewers and told some stories. As I neared the 1 hour mark, I was about to sign off until Corbyn appeared at my door.
"Abby, can we talk?" he asked quietly. I nodded and he came in.
"What's up?" I asked.
"I'm sorry Jonah asked you that earlier."
"It's okay. It wasn't really a big deal."
"I know but I asked him to do it, just to see if you'd be open to the idea of us possibly happening again."
"Corbyn, you know that'd be a bad idea." I sighed. As much as I wanted to be with him, I knew I couldn't. I have to have some time to myself before I jump back into a relationship. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I guess." he sighed and looked up at me. "Don't do that."
"What?" I asked.
"You're biting your lip. I hate when you do that. It drives me crazy." he chuckled and continued looking at my lips.
"Oh shit. Sorry." I stopped and a blush crept up onto my cheeks.
"Don't be." he smiled and before I knew it, he was kissing me. I quickly returned the kiss but realized that I was still live.
"Um...Corbyn?"
"Hmm?" he asked as he pulled away. I pointed to the laptop in front of me & his eyes widened. "Oh shit. You're live?"
"Yup."
"Hi guys." he smiled and awkwardly waved to the screen. Hundreds of comments came flying onto the screen. Lots of fans were going crazy over that kiss.
"What he actual hell?!" I heard Jack yell from his room. Seconds later, he and Gabbie were running into my room.
"I knew it would happen eventually." Gabbie did a little dance.
"Why didn't you tell me?" Jack asked.
"Tell you what?"
"That you're back together." they both said.
"We're not." Corbyn and I answered at the same time.
"What? Why?"
"Because I don't want to get back together. Contrary to popular belief, I'm happy being single."
"Yeah. It's best not to push it guys. She's clearly not into me as much as I thought." Corbyn sighed and walked out of the room.
"Wai- Corbyn, come back." I tried getting him to come back but it was no use. That boy was already gone. "I'm sorry guys. You got excited for nothing." I said to the viewers, as well as Gabbie and Jack.
"Damn it." the both sighed and left the room. I signed off and closed the app. How did everything just turn upside so fast?
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"Logan's throwing a surprise party for Jack's birthday and wants to know who he should invite. Any suggestions?" Aubrielle asked as she plopped down on my bed.
"Who cares." I sighed.
"What's wrong with you? You were excited about your brother turning 19 like 4 hours ago."
"How do you not know? I thought it was everywhere."
"Thought what was everywhere?" she asked.
"I went live earlier and Corbyn came into my room to talk. Then we kissed and lots of fans were posting screen recordings."
"Awe. That's cute."
"Jack saw and assumed we were back together. When I got upset about it, Corbyn left the room sadly. I felt like I hurt him."
"He'll get over it. You shouldn't feel pressured to be in a relationship anyway."
"Thanks." I smiled and looked over at the blonde girl sitting on my bed. "But you know what?"
"What?"
"Maybe Corbyn and I are meant to be together & we should get back together."
"Of course you're meant to be together. You're Arbyn for crying out loud. But that doesn't mean you have to rush back to him. You're meant to be together so it'll happen. You just gotta let it happen naturally."
"You're right. " I thought about it and smiled.
"I know I'm right. I always am."
"Thanks by the way."
"You're welcome." she smiled and sat up. "Now, who should Logan invite to Jack's party in less than 2 weeks?"
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~Jack's POV~
"Do you think we ruined their chances of getting back together?" Gabbie asked. I looked over at her and sighed.
"Oh god. I hope not. Corbyn makes her happy & I love when she's happy. I know she wants to be with him but maybe it's hard for her to go back to him, considering how the ended in the first place."
"Yeah, maybe." she sighed and wrapped her arms my body. "We're not going to end, are we?"
"Of course not." I kissed the top of her head and just stood there, holding her as close as I could. "You and me, we're solid, baby."
"Good. Because I'd go insane without you & I'd definitely miss the girls."
"If we ever broke up, you know you can hang out with them whenever you want."
"I know. But wouldn't it be weird seeing me all the time?"
"Not if we don't make it weird." I looked down at her. "Why are we talking about this?"
"I don't know. I guess I'm just scared. Some of the strongest relationships, like Abby and Corbyn, end up breaking up. Sometimes it's inevitable."
"I'm never gonna let that happen to us. I love you."
"Awe, I love you too." she smiled and placed a kiss on my lips. "I can't believe you're going to be 19 soon."
"I know. It's insane."
"You're gonna be an old man."
"No, babe. Jonah is the old man."
"True." she giggled and I took a minute to admire her. "What are you doing?"
"Admiring you and wondering how I got so lucky."
"Oh please. I'm the lucky one." she smiled and hugged me tighter. "You're my entire world, Jack Avery."
"And you're mine, Gabriela Gonzalez."
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~Belle's POV~
"Whoa. Did you see Abby's live?" Zach asked as he walked into the kitchen.
"No. But I saw a bunch of your fans post screen recordings of it & I heard them having a conversation earlier. Apparently, Corbyn got really upset & it's been a few hours since he and Abby have said a word to each."
"That sucks. Because I loved them together. Arbyn were my parents."
"I thought Jonaby were your parents?" I questioned him.
"Oh yeah. They are." he chuckled. "But I did love Arbyn a lot as well."
"Yeah. Me too." I smiled. "Even though I wasn't really around for their relationship."
"They were good together. And it's pretty obvious that they're still in love with each other.
"Right?" I looked at him. "I wish they never broke up at that party."
"It all started because Jonah was seen with Tatum, causing him and Aubrielle to break up. So Jonah turned to Abby for consoling & that pissed Corbyn off. He thought she was cheating on him with Jonah so he cheated on her with Christina and BAM. It was like break up central."
"We're not gonna be like them, are we?"
"Hell no. Never."
"Good." I smiled up at my favorite person in the whole world and wondered how someone could be this perfect.
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abbyavery: throwback to a simpler time in my life. when i was really, REALLY happy. i'm still happy now but knowing i hurt you, kills me. you're my best friend & i love you so much ❤️
seaveydaniel: well, ouch. i thought i was your best friend 😔
abbyavery: @seaveydaniel you are but he's a different kind of best friend 😏
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ebenofficial: you guys were so cute together. i miss this
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corbynbesson: @randomdude776 can you please stop commenting on her pictures? it's making her uncomfortable & i don't like it.
randomdude776: @corbynbesson she was complaining about a guy so i figured she needed someone to comfort her
corbynbesson: @randomdude776 yeah, i'm well aware of her complaining about a guy because i am that guy
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