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#wow I havent been HERE in a while
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Will, collecting medical data of campers: ok so when is your birthday?
Percy: August 18th
Will: what year?
Percy, confused asf: every year?
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psychicmisfortune · 4 months
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guess which ii character i'm still normal about challenge
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winterlilyarts · 4 months
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More Hermit Mizuki pictures!
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crazyw3irdo · 10 months
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i just watched charlie's first qsmp vod and y'all weren't kidding that census thing is fucking terrifying
#qsmp#mcyt#crazwaz posted#like the whole scene where it appears just. wow.#idk what pronouns ppl have been using to refer to it im just gonna use it/its idk if thats the correct set ive just seen the one vod#idk how much sway i have given ive only seen the one perspective but god if you havent seen that any of the ppl there's povs its real good#its about 2 hours 35 minutes into his vod#just. wil charlie and quackity vibing and then jaiden running in yelling that theres 'a woman in the walls'#them all going to investigate and not hearing anything at first. talking over each other.#then charlie hears it too. and in the background you can see it slowly crouching and walking in but they dont see it#until quackity screams and then they all see it and theyre all screaming and they all realize theyve been cornered in#and they try to escape and block it in but then they realize its in creative mode and theyre freaking the fuck out#then they calm down when they realize its just trying to ask them questions#and while theyre typing in their books A CREEPER FUCKING EXPLODES BEHIND THEM#and as theyre freaking out and realizing theres like. 10 mobs behind them- including more creepers-#the census is cheerfully repeating 'yes! yes! yes!' and jumping up and down excitedly#like literally big fan of horror stuff here and that scene felt like it fit right in#very effective. loved it. like the bits with the duck being like 'you broke the one rule so you can never leave' felt very creepypasta#but the census guy felt like an actual horror short film or something. not to diss the duck or creepypasta yknow its just different flavors#the way it comes out of nowhere too is very effective. like charlie is doing his el backflippo bit when jaiden comes in#not even fully out of nowhere too! like the campier bits with the duck gives it precedence!#also yeah gay sex island charlie has already slept eith two guys and has flirted with many more#'are you.... cómo se dice en inglés.... circumcised?'#so funny tho thinking like. my number one favorite part of the vod is that scary census scene#number two is charlie singing about argentina#number three is charlie in the caves with roier mariana and fit and theyre talking about circumcision#10/10 love it. i was right tho it is fucking with my brain because im trying to learn japanese and my brain is now combining spanish with#japanese because my brain has sorted those two languages into one pile thats just 'a language i have very basic knowledge of'#so now every time i try to start a sentence in one of those languages the other one tries to creep in#i had that problem when i first started learning japanese and now it returns hasdfkjhasdkjfh
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angelhummel · 1 year
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honestly the way the fandom portrays sebastian and makes him this self loathing, suffering boy when all he is in canon is homophobic and racist... real fuckin weird. like, they're so obsessed with trying to give this sad backstory to an asshole white man when there are not awful, diverse characters who can actually give that in canon. idk, it just rubs me the wrong way when i see such a large portion of the fandom acting like he's the victim
Literallyyy it's so exhausting. Like there are so many hilarious snarky side characters that people could be latching onto but nooo lets pick out the skinny lil white twink who's main personality traits are being racist and homophobic lmao. Sooo fun
And literally. They could latch onto anyone. Bc the shit they come up with for Sebasstian is sooo pulled out of their asses that it has no basis in canon. So why couldn't they think of all these fun creative in depth reach for the stars headcanons forrr Azimio? He's about equally as offensive but also he's actually funny lmao. No one wants to play with him?
Or why can't they vibe with Mercedes or Tina but they'll write LOTR length novels about the Warblers??? It's so transparent and gross lmao but things never change
And I know we're basically just playing dolls here at this point and I'm not gonna slap someone's doll out of their hands and say they can never play with it but. Seeing who shits on which characters while elevating certain other characters can be. Kind of telling sometimes. Like we're not gonna pretend this fandom is beyond racism problems. I've gotten disgusting racist messages about certain characters that I delete right away bc I'm not going to put that out there. But knowing people think like that and freely send their racist garbage to other bloggers while Sebastian is sitting there as like fifth popular character in the fandom... Those things don't mesh well for me (: I hate him and I hate the interest in him period .
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ranboolivesaysstuff · 6 months
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IMPORTANT POST PLEASE READ
Im gonna be honest and open for a sec, and please do not take this as "oh I HATE my community or I dont like the people who watch me" but honestly as of late (and I did highlight this during the mcc bit), ive felt like I havent been able to really be in my own community simply because of the constant way that "discourse" is handled. Making vague posts and not really tackling issues in a good way, all that is going to do is just show people a big "THIS COMMUNITY BAD" sign and not actually help anything within the community, all its going to do is have the good and potentially good people leave or not join in the first place. The way that discourse is treated that ive seen has been the main reason why I have started to try to distance myself, which has been the most heartbreaking thing I have had to do. I want problems to be solved in a mature, civil way, with either a dm or a reply, not an entire vague thing that only says "bad things are happening" and doesnt elaborate on anything or barely elaboratesa and only gives people on both the inside and outside a bad sign of what the community is. Making posts whenever something happens being like "here we go again" is only going to highlight the wrong things, and actually DOESNT help the issue at all! The problems should be discussed directly with the people who are doing said problems FIRST! Bring attention to behaviors and things that arent good DIRECTLY! And also, YOU DO NOT HAVE TO!!! It is not your duty as a viewer or fan of me to be involved in any of this if you do not want to! Just enjoy the content and make silly posts! As someone who constantly tried to fix and get into every problem as it was happening, it took a huge toll on my mental health, and I want you guys to just be able to enjoy the content without having to worry about what you say about it! Be constructive! Dont make posts again just being like "wow this community is so bad" because that doesnt solve literally anything! If you have enough passion to make the posts saying "wow this community is bad" then only post about that, you are only spreading that negative message, and not uplifting anything of actual value! And if the person you are trying to help is not willing or not listening, BLOCK! MUTE! DONT BRING MORE ATTENTION TO THE PERSON IF THEY ARE NOT BEING A GOOD PART OF THE COMMUNITY!!!! I know I say that if I see problems I will call them out, but I shouldnt have to babysit every single time a thing happens within the community as that just isnt a healthy way for a creator or a community to be handled. This does not mean that I do not care about the issues or dont want them fixed, rather it shouldnt take me having to make some grand statement every single time something happens it should take only your own self reflection and self awareness. And to add onto this, make sure that every once in a while no matter who you are you think and have that self reflection, you should be open to being willing to learn and grow as a person! And again, I do NOT want anyone taking this as "Wow this community is terrible" but rather that we just have things that need to be fixed and changed and THAT IS OKAY! I do not hate the community, I care so much about it that I want it to be a silly place for my content again! I want it to be the reason why people get into what I do because of it again! And I want to be able to just have fun and relax without having to worry about how every single thing that I may say could have someone stirring things up that simply dont help or solve anything! Take care of yourselves. And this isnt coming from a place of "I hate the community as a whole" but rather again I want to be able to exist and make content that we can all enjoy without having to worry about walking on eggshells around me or around eachother! At the end of the day im just a fella that wants to make silly videos for you all, and you are people who enjoy said videos. Nothing more. Nothing less.
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stubborn-studies · 1 year
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reiincarnatiion · 8 months
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shadows of destiny | azriel x reader | part two
summary : jealous but confused azriel, yearning shadows and sexy lucien and sexy reader ;)
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a/n: 💗 WOW. SO MUCH SUPPORT ON THE FIRST PART BROOO GUYS I JUST OFCOURSE HAD TO WRITE PART TWO and def will have part 3 i guess? ngl i am an angsty writer so im not good at writing happy endings HAHA rip for u all.
this is so addictive ive already written 3 stories in a span of like three days HAHAH 💗
also most azriel stories i read are never from his perspective so im keeping it from his perspective to change things up! he is def a bit out of character because i havent read acotar for a while rip but enjoy! thanks for the support and let me know your thoughts !! also this isnt proof read cuz ya girls lazy >.<
read [ part one ] !!
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"What are you two doing?"
Lucien and you both looked up, shocked (but not really) , to find Azriel standing in the middle of the dance floor, clad in his black silk shirt and pants, with swirls of tattoos peeking through, his collarbone on full display. Fae moved gracefully around him, dancing and making out, carefully avoiding the famed shadow singer.
He stands in front of you two, just as you two had begun your pathetic attempts to drunkedly dance. Your short dress had ridden up to the top of your thighs, pressed against Lucien's pants, and Azriel knew it was entirely inappropriate. He observed as you raised your eyebrows and looked down at him.
He couldn't fathom how you two had crossed the line from friends, but he knew it was wrong. Over the eons, he had seen you with many men, but they had always been strangers to him and the Inner Circle. They had never been serious.
Were you and Lucien serious? The club fell silent to him,  as he awaited your answer.
His shadows swirled around his feet, urging him to intervene. Some even attempted to caress your legs, but Azriel swiftly reeled them in, refusing to acknowledge how soft and sweet-smelling they might be. He couldn't bear to know how apparently tempting they were.
Azriel clenched his jaw as you gazed back at him with your kohl-lined eyes, their newfound seductive power nearly breaking his stoic demeanor.
He bit the inside of his cheek to quell the sudden effect your look had on him, not wanting to indulge in such thoughts; they could only lead to trouble.
"Uhhh... Dancing?" you drawled back finally, rolling your eyes in a way that he would have only have liked to see in bed with you, behind you, with his hands wrapped in your hair as he-
He blinked, the deafening thumping of the music returning to his consciousness, as the rush from his panicking shadows ebbed away, calming his racing heart.
What was he doing? Why did he even come here? A wave of guilt washed over him as he tore his gaze away from your captivating eyes, only to hear you laugh and giggle as Lucien whispered something in your ear, drawing you closer. A giggle Azriel had never noticed was so adorable and sexy at the same time.
Azriel shook his head, trying to make sense of the overwhelming emotions within him. It didn't make any sense. You were like a little sister to him, an integral part of his family.
Stupidly, he realized that he didn't know why his shadows urged him towards you, nor did he understand the sudden waves of jealousy coursing through him.
"AZ! SO NICE OF YOU TO FINALLY JOIN!" a voice screeched, breaking the tension that had enveloped him and the couple in front of him.
They weren't a couple, but they looked like one, and he couldn't stand it. He didn't know why he was acting this way, but he knew one thing for sure: he didn't like it.
He didn't like how Lucien's slender fingers gripped your waist with such familiarity and intent.
The voice that had called out before now manifested next to him as Cassian stumbled over, dragging Nesta along. Their interlocked hands taunted him once more, but Azriel forced himself to look up at Cassian.
"BROTHER!! LET'S DANCE!!" Cassian howled, reaching them and clumsily starting to move their bodies to the rhythm, grabbing Azriel's shoulders to mimic their motions. Azriel stumbled back, desperate to escape the situation, but Cassian persisted.
"Leave me alone, Cassian," he mumbled, brushing his brother's hands away with his gloved ones.
"Why don't you ever dance with us?" Cassian whined, oblivious to Azriel's attempts to withdraw.
Azriel burned with annoyance, returning his attention to you and Lucien. But then, a tender voice spoke out behind him, and he knew it was Feyre even before turning around to see Rhys drunkenly laughing with Cassian as the other couple joined.
“Az, what are you doing, staring holes into Lucien and Y/N,"
"I--" Azriel faltered, trying to make sense of his emotions and jumbled thoughts. "It's just wrong."
He blinked, wondering why he had even gotten up in the first place.
"They're just drunkenly dancing; Elain is fine with it. You don't have to defend her honor here, Az," Feyre assured him, patting him on the back before returning to her mate.
Azriel stood still, smoothing out his pants and running a hand through his tousled hair. The club's hazy atmosphere seemed to envelop him, and he realized that the fae wine he had consumed tonight had hit him hard. Perhaps he had gone too far this time.
"Yes, yes, of course. I just thought Lucien should respect Elain..." he answered hastily, though he knew Feyre had already left. Shadows informed him that Rhys and Feyre had retreated to their more secluded spot again, and Azriel felt a pang of envy.
A couple of fae rammed into him, slightly spilling their drink and apologising in a haste as they realised who they had just knocked into. He glowered down at them and shook his head, stalking back silently back to the booth.
He walked back to the booth where Elain was still seated, nursing a pink drink.
"What was that all about, Az?" she asked innocently, though her doe eyes betrayed her knowing nature.
"It was nothing."
"You were clearly distraught, Az."
"My shadows sensed something was wrong, that's all, Elain."
"Lucien and Y/N?" Elain asked gently, her hand reaching for his gloved hands.
Azriel looked down at her delicate skin brushing against his black leather glove and he felt a sudden overwhelming contrast between the two. He removed his hand from hers, realizing how mismatched they were.
Cassian and Nesta complemented each other perfectly, a match made from the Cauldron itself. Feyre and Rhys shared a love and trust so profound, it was interwoven within their powers.
But what did he have with Elain, other than a forced interest in gardening and her white and pink flowers?
"They're just dancing, it's fine," he told her, his voice numb. He couldn't help but look back at you and Lucien, still writhing against each other on the dance floor in ways that supposedly platonic friends shouldn't.
Lucien's hands were still firmly on your waist as you both gyrated, laughing and singing along to the music. You'd blame it all on the alcohol the next day, if asked about your actions. Azriel knew that, just as he'd experienced countless nights where Cassian or Rhys had kissed him during similar inebriated moments.
Beside you two, Nesta and Cassian mirrored your movements, seemingly unfazed by the intimate nature of your dance. The club's flashing colors continued to shift and flash all around Azriel, in strikes of pink, blue and green but all he saw was red, and he did not
Know
Why.
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thebuttsmcgee · 2 years
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Sometimes I forget how different fan bases can be on here and on twitter.
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lxmine · 1 year
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can i request how diluc, xiao, scara, cyno and tighnari confess to the reader?
❝i love you.❞ + diluc, xiao, wanderer, cyno, tighnari x gn!reader
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+. fluff
+. summary ; them confessing to you
+. A/N YES NONNY I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS MOMENT THANK YOU SO MUCH MWA MWA MWA and I JUST KNOW TIGHNARI ALSO ONOWS VARIOUS LANGUAGE JUST LIKE AL HAITHAM TOO, NOT MANY AS AL HAITHAM BUT U KNOW HE’S A SCHOLAR TOO HE’S GOTA KNOW OTHER LANGUAGES TOO
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wanderer
sitting somewhere in vanarana, you didnt know such place existed, though you couldn’t see the children of the forest, you could still feel their presense near. kuni insisted on taking you here. you chuckled as kuni bashfully took the flower crown off him, but you kept on placing it in his head. “stop, this is so childish.”
“you look beautiful!” you complimented, cupping his cheeks making him look at you but he avoided eye contact. he sighs, how can such a mortal he calls his friend make him feel like this. though without a heart, he could feel something beating fast in his chest, he doesnt understand.
he clears his throat. if you were to embarass him, he too shall embarass you. confused when he so suddenly grabbed your face closer to him. “i… i’d destroy teyvat for you.” he says with a faint blush on his face. “if you are ever to be taken away from me… i’d gladly be the villain again.” he says softly caressing your face.
you smile painting your face. “is this your way of telling me you like me?” you chuckled letting go of his face, letting him just jold you. “wow, you’re not too dumb to not notice.” he jokes looking at your face. “i’d do anything for you, if you ask me.” he smiles, slowly leaning closer and closer. “kuni…” you whispered as your lips touched his.
“arapacati thinks it’s a happy ending!” says the aranara who’s beside them. “arakavi thinks arapacati should cover arapacati’s eyes.” arakavi says peeking over to the two lovers and then covering his eyes once again.
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cyno
sitting at the tavern along with tighnari, kaveh and al haitham while cyno pours out drinks for kaveh. they both seemed drunk already. and cyno really does seem different while he’s drunk. “you know, you know al haitham?” asks cyno while a hand placed on kaveh’s shoulder. al haitham beside you gives them a side eye.
“of course, he’s my roommate after all.” kaveh chuckles. “oh god, i regret joining. they are so embarassing.” says tighnari who’s already dying of embarassment. “why is he always so close with yn!? are they together or something?!” cyno slams his fist on the table making you, tighnari, and kaveh startled.
“you know, you should keep your boy in line kaveh! i’m telling you, the next time i see him so close with them again… i… i will gut him!” he says giving the table another slam. “holy shit, cyno can you stop doing that, my ears are sensitive you know!” tighnari complains kicking the general under the table, but cyno’s eyes are glued to you. and you’re a blushing mess too.
“oh there they are. hello yn.” he smiles giving you a wave. al haitham chuckling beside you. “you, green man! get off, they’re mine okay?” says cyno standing up from his seat, swiftly pushing al haitham off. “yn~ i love you so much.” he mumbles clinging onto you. “im so glad i bought this kamera.” al haitham says before snapping a picture to black mail the mahamatra.
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diluc
diluc didnt know what to say nor how to react. looking at you smiling at him unapologetically. “how… how the hell are you even smiling right now?” he asks sternly, looking at you with an intense glare making you feel really scared. “look, i’m sorry okay? it’s just… i thought i was of help so i jumped into the scene!” you explained.
“havent i told you to not act so impulsive!? look where that got you!? you almost fucking died!” oh no, diluc is cussing. that’s when you know you messed up real bad, because he too is screaming now. “i told you to stay back, protect yourself from harm while i do my damn job. i could’ve lost you!” he says almost in tears slowly walking over to you.
falling onto his knees in front of you. “‘luc… why do you even… worry so much?” you asked placing a hand on his cheek. he looks at you with his adoring gaze. “i would have thought you caught on by now.” he chuckles, holding your hand that is caressing his cheeks and kisses your palm. “i love you, yn. i always will.”
he held your hand tightly but softly, as if you’d slip away from his grasp the moment he lets go. “i love you, so please? i know your will to help, i adore that. but i don’t wanna lose you.”
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tighnari
“wrong.” he chuckles looking at you work on your sumerunian essay. you aren’t from sumeru after all and just moved 3 months ago and still working on the language of sumeru. gladly tighnari became your friend as soon as you moved in to gandarva ville and he also knew how to speak your native language.
“huh?! but isnt this how people confess!?” you asked looking at your paper. “your worded it literally, you have to change some words in order to make it look appealing, don’t just short cut it. how do you say my darling you are so beautiful?” he asks, leaning his cheeks onto his palms as he watched you think. a smile painting his face as he watched. “jamil habibi!” you said proudly.
“close but not quite. it’s habibi ant jamilat jidana. you short cut it again.” he flicks your forehead lightly. “hey.” he calls, looking at him with a small pout. “Je vous aime.” he says which means i love you in fontaine. “i think i’ve heard that before. let me get my fontaine dictionary.” you said taking out a huge book out of your bag. “go on, i’ll wait.” he smirks
(i just got these translations from google translate idk how to speak french and arabian pls T-T)
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xiao
“i see you collecting trinkets here and there, i didn’t know you’re one to be fond of them, xiao.” zhongli smiles as he looks at the yaksha from behind. it is surely a surprise that the yaksha has come to liyue harbor without any occasion. “re- mr. zhongli… i actually came by to see you…” he asked hesitantly. “would you wanna talk it over some tea? it helps with calming down, helps you express yourself more too.” he smiles.
now there the two are, inside wangsheng funeral parlor. “i believe people would call this as love, xiao.” zhongli smiles at he looks at the yaksha. “am… am i even capable of having such feelings? am i deserving of it?” he asks playing with the but butterfly shaped crystal on his hand. “of course.”
“even the evilest of creatures has one they love. don’t be harsh on yourself, child. everyone is deserving of love.” zhongli puts a hand on his shoulder. “i suggest you face it. love is a beautiful thing, it’s special. don’t waste it.”
and now here he sits outside your home at the shade of your tree while he ate almond tofu. he admires you while you looked through the stylish box of trinkets he had given you. “why don’t you just put it in a simple box, it’s much more easier that way.” you chuckle as you put the small compass necklace inside the jewelry box.
“it’s because it’s special.” you smiled taking out another one, this time, a hair pin that seemed to be from inazuma. “how so, they’re just things i found from the wilderness. i thought… you’d like them because i see you collect stuff like that.” he looks away before munching in the last bite of his almond tofu. “it’s special because it’s from you, xiao.”
gosh that look on your face. it makes his heart beat fast and his cheeks go warm. “love is bothersome.” he grumbles, earning a chuckle from you. “but then i guess, if it’s you whom i’ll love… i don’t mind.”
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RAAAAGGGGHHHG OMG I JUST MADE A BOUQUET OF PAPER FLOWERS IM SO NERVOUS I GOT DARED TO GIVE IT TO THE PERSON I LIKE T-T
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bixels · 26 days
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So i have a small nicpic i wanted to share with you about your interpretation of spike in the au and i want to make two things clear before i talk
1) i havent watch the series for a little while as of now so i might be misnterpreting a aspect of this chatacter that might have never been there and only apeared in fan content and personal interpretation (since that whats been keeping me on the fandom)
2) this is not a big problem about the au i matured enough to not get angry at a interpretation of a fictional charater
Now here i go
I feel spike being the same race as the rest of his familie makes him lose a part of his character that might have not been central but was still something interesting about him and is the idea of not mayhering how diferent he looked from his adoptive family (and his cominty as a whole) he was he was still seen as part of it
Again this isnt a big problem with the au as a whole its just a small nicpic that i have about the au and its not going to make me hate the au
This was just my opinion that i wanted to share and im interested to know your opinion about what i said
I understand this criticism and agree that having Simon/Spike be a different race than Thea could speak to their relationship in the original show.
My reasoning for designing them both to be African American is this. I believe Simon's adoption is enough to explore the feelings of separation and exclusion he may have with Thea and her family. The original show doesn't bring up Twilight and Spike's racial differences much because they originally didn't consider Spike to be a part of Twilight's family. As far as I know, there's no moment where someone says, "Wow! You're telling me you're related to Twilight Sparkle? But you look nothing alike!" because Spike was more so Twilights... familiar than anything.
Later episodes that explore their familial dynamic poses the conflict through Spike's adoption. There's one episode where Spike's "biological father" returns, and Spike accuses Twilight of not being his real family, which breaks her heart. There's another that delves deep into Spike's feelings of exclusion from Twilight and Shining Armor's siblinghood. Basically, in discussions of family dynamics, the show places more emphasis on Spike's identity as an adopted sibling rather than a dragon.
I really do believe a multiracial family would be good representation, but the racial dynamics would not be something I'd be interested in getting into. That's not to say I find real multiracial families problematic or uninteresting or unappealing or unimportant. I just wouldn't be interested in having to explain in-text that Simon (non-black) and Thea (black) are related over and over; it would grow tedious. It adds an extra level of writing complication and opens up racial discourse (discourse that I feel is unrelated to their relationship in the original show) that I don't want to concern myself with, especially because I have no experience in navigating such discourse.
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ch3rriewine · 6 months
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Photo Booth Kissin' {P.P.}
summary: Peter's an awkward loverboy, but he's your awkard loverboy.
warnings: none i think just fluff :3, TASM!Peter Parker x reader hehe, no use of y/n, reader is kinda like super girly w the bows and sparkles idk
a/n: I HAVENT WRITTEN IN MONTHS SORRY here tho!
Peter’s life was boring—peaceful, but boring. Don’t get him wrong; being Spiderman is cool and all, but Peter Parker’s life could use some work. The most exciting thing that has happened to him recently was the time he got two yolks in one egg. Riveting stuff, right?
During another one of his literature classes that he doesn’t know why he took, he spots you. With a bow in your hair and a knit sweater falling over your figure, your head propped on your manicured hand while scribbling notes with the other. You sit in front of him and if Peter squints, he can see the small doodles littering the pages. Before he knows it, the professor announces that the lecture is done for the day. Peter panics; he wants to talk to you before you disappear and turn out to be a dream, but what would he even say? Doesn’t matter anymore since he chases after you to the door.
“Hey,” he says, looking a tad flushed after tripping over someone's water bottle.
“Oh, hi” you respond, your eyes a little widened at the sudden interaction.
“I, uh, I’m Peter” he say, sticks out his hand for you to shake. You take it and tell him your name. He repeats it in his head about a hundred times.
“I just, uhm, wanted to ask about…” he trails off, trying to remember if there were any assignments given. “The essay he said we had to do, yeah. When is it due again?” he hopes to any higher being that there was an essay due soon.
“Ah, yeah, it’s due next Monday” you reply, giving him a tight-lipped smile, ready to go back to your dorm.
“Cool, uhm, thanks! See you around, hopefully” with that, he bolts, leaving you confused and flushed. Hopefully
The cute boy in your class wants to see you around.
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Two days later, Peter sees you again. It’s in the same class, and you’re as pretty as ever. He psyches himself up to sit next to you.
You look up from your laptop when he asks you if he can sit next to you. You nod, of course, and smile. He looks nervous, with fingers tapping on the table and cheeks a little red. It’s cute.
“Have you started on that essay?” you ask, trying to start conversation since it looks like he won’t.
“Huh? What essay? We have an essay?” he turns to face you, eyes wide.
“Yeah, the one you asked me about?” you laugh a little.
“Oh, no, I didn’t” his shoulders slump back down, and you smile at him.
“I didn’t either; I had other work to finish” he stares at you a little; it’s flattering, really. How shy he is around you. He barely knows you, but he’s convinced himself that you’re the greatest thing ever. He also may have looked up your instagram and fallen even harder as he looked at all your posts. Peter now knows what you ate at Thanksgiving 3 years ago.
“Same, I’m in STEM so you could imagine” he says, resting his head onto the table. Sleep deprivation a thing he is well acquainted with, unfortunately.
“STEM, wow, you must be smart then. Why’re you taking a classic lit class then?” Sure, you might’ve slipped in a compliment; it's not a crime to flirt a little. It takes Peter a few seconds to respond as he processes what you said, you think he’s smart.
“Uh, I was going through a phase with classic lit at the time, and I’ve been lazy to drop it. And, uh, I’m not that smart—pretty average actually. Like the most moderate person ever” He’s rambling and kind of lying. He’s doing really well in his other classes.
“Yeah? I think you’re pretty smart if you’re in STEM. Not everyday a guy is both pretty and smart.” His cheeks turn even redder, if possible, and he makes a sort of out of breath sound. “If you need any help with this class, I’d be happy to give you my notes on the book”
Jesus, you’re gonna kill the poor boy.
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From then on, you sit beside him and throw in some flirty comments while he struggles to reciprocate. It feels too good to be true, how you seem interested in him and how you eagerly talk to him after lectures, even giving hm your number to talk about “class”. He’s waiting for the day you ghost him.
“Hey, would you maybe want to, like, hang out? Like on a date or something? Or just as friends! Actually, yeah, just hang out as friends; forget I said date sorry,“ he flounders, waiting for the rejection. Oh God, he’s just messed up the whole friendship and you’re gonna think that he’s weird and a creep and-
“I’d love to go on a date, Peter,” you smile “I was waiting for you to ask.”
“Oh, great, is Saturday at 3 okay? I’ll meet you outside your building and we could walk to that arcade?” He asks, eyes hopeful.
“Saturday at 3 is great. I love arcades, but you have to help me with the claw machines” For someone so smart and handsome, he doesn’t let himself think people like him.
“See you Saturday, Peter” you tiptoe to kiss his cheek, leaving sticky residue from your sparkly gloss and walk to your next class. He stands in place, a little starstruck and a lot flustered. He leaves the lipgloss there.
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Saturday finally comes, and now it’s your turn to be nervous. You’ve switched outfits countless times, your hair is out of place, and your makeup doesn’t seem to flatter you. You’ve settled on a pretty blue dress with tights to protect you from the small chill. Two little bows clipped into your hair and knit cardigan falling over your shoulders—makeup finally looking presentable enough with maybe a little too much glitter on your eyes, but whatever. Your phone chimes as you’re applying pink sparkly gloss, and your heart skips a beat. He’s here.
You throw your phone and lip gloss in your purse and bolt out the door. You spot him outside your building, as promised. He looks wonderful. Brown sweater and worn-in denim jeans—you can’t believe he’s so shy around you when he looks like that. He finally spots you, and wow, he thinks.
“Hey," he scolds himself for being so casual when he should be whisking you away to Italy, or something. He could’ve at least gotten you flowers.
“Hi, you look great,” you say in front of him, and seeing you up close is making him fall even harder, if possible.
“You look, wow, you’re just, wow” he can’t even believe you’re into him.
“Cmon, I wanna win some plushies,” you say, grabbing his hand and pulling him along. He grips your hand harder and laces your fingers.
The walk is calm and the air is starting to get cool. You talk about class and a show you started. Peter listens intently, making mental notes about what you like and don’t like. Your hands stay intwined, and his thumb traces patterns on the back of your hand. He’s gotten more comfortable and less panicky in your presence, so you get to see his personality shine through. He’s incredibly funny. You can’t stop laughing on your way there, and he can’t stop thinking of more things to make you laugh.
The arcade is dark, with flashing lights from every game. Peter goes to buy some tokens, refusing your offer to pay half. Grabbing Peter’s hand and making a beeline for the claw machines, everyone knows they’re rigged, but you don’t care. You eagerly take the tokens and attempt to win the Kuromi plushie. After the 5th? 6th attempt? When the claw has dropped the plushie, you give up.
“Why do they do this to people! It’s false hope!” you whine to Peter as he laughs at your pout.
“Lemme try,” he nudges you over and puts in a token.
You watch with eyebrows furrowed as he wins it on his first attempt.
“What the hell, Peter?” you crouch to pull the plushie from the machine.
“What? Do you not like it?” He faces you, examining the stuffed, is she a rabbit? What animal even is Kuromi?
“I love her; just, how did you win it?” You look up at him incredulously. He must have some weird power that makes him win every claw machine.
“Oh, I don’t know; just position it right?” He laughs, his eyes crinkling in the process. You want to smooth them out with your fingers.
“Thank you!” you’re genuinely really excited over a cheap stuffed toy, not because you really wanted it, but because Peter won it for you. You wrap your arms around his neck in thanks. Peter freezes. He fees like a teenager at how he’s reacting to a hug of all things. He snaps back and hugs you back. You pull away to kiss his cheek. This is the second time you’ve kissed his cheek, and he doesn’t know how he’ll ever get used to it.
“Lets go play games, pretty boy,” pulling away and leaving Peter to gather his brain and follow along.
You watch as he plays Pac-Man; its silly, but you love his face when he’s focused. Brows furrowed and lips in a thin line. He really is the most gorgeous man you’ve ever seen. And he’s infatuated with you! Of all people! You swear half the girls in the class have a crush on him, but he gets nervous around you. You play some air-hockey, which you won (he let you win), and he won you some more plushies and some candy at the infamous claw machines.
When the games get old, the two of you leave the building. The sun is setting at this point, and you’re dreading leaving him.
“Oh, look! There’s a photo booth!” you point, excitedly tugging on his arm. “We should take some pictures.” you drag him into the booth, both of your thighs squished together and his legs at an awkward angle. He feeds the machine a few bucks, and the screen starts to count down.
You put on a sickly sweet smile, scrunching your eyes while Peter smiles big with pearly white teeth on display. The second photo you lean into Peter and he wraps his arm around you, pulling your body close to his. The third photo, you go for it. You grab his face and kiss him. His hands stay in the air as the glitter on your lips transfers to his. You taste like vanilla. You pull away, a little anxious that he didn’t want it. Those thoughts get pushed away when he grabs the sides of your face and kisses you until you can’t think. His hands are warm and big covering your cheeks as his lips move against yours. You reach up to wrap your arms around his neck once more and deepen the kiss. Your lips move together in tandem as he strokes your cheeks with his thumbs, the movement comforting.
The fourth photo is blurry, and you walk out with all your lipgloss on Peter’s lips.
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ethansmask · 10 months
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staring at the sunset, babe ➶ 。˚ °
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pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader
summary: ethan takes y/n on a picnic date and surprises her with a dazzling gift!
warnings: none!! fluff!!!! LIKE SO SWEET IT JUST MIGHT GIVE YOU A STOMACHACHE!!!!!⭐️
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Ethan Landry had been planning a special date for y/n for a while, and finally, he came up with the perfect idea - a picnic in the park. He picked up y/n on a sunny Saturday morning, and they drove to the local park.
As they walked around, y/n couldn't help but feel curious about what Ethan had planned. "So, where are we going?" she asked with a smile.
Ethan grinned, "It's a surprise. You'll find out soon enough." y/n signed in anticipation.
They walked around until they found the perfect spot - a grassy area under a tree with a beautiful view of the lake. Ethan had prepared everything for the picnic. He brought a large blanket, a wicker basket filled with delicious food, and a bottle of sparkling cider.
y/n was impressed by Ethan's attention to detail and the effort he had put into planning the date. "Wow, Eth, this is amazing. You really went all out," she said, admiring the beautiful view. (and she’s definitely not talking only about the lake)
Ethan smiled, "I wanted to do something special for you, you always plan everything so perfectly I just wanted to do the same for you."
They sat down on the blanket, and Ethan poured them some juice. They toasted to their relationship and enjoyed the beautiful view. Ethan had packed a variety of foods, including sandwiches, fruit, cheese, and crackers. They started with the sandwiches, and y/n couldn't help but stare at his beautiful shimmering eyes.
"Mmm, these sandwiches are delicious. Did you make them yourself e? " y/n asked, taking another bite.
Ethan nodded, "yup, I did. I wanted to make sure everything was perfect for you. I even cut the crusts off because you hate them so much."
As they ate, they talked about everything. They laughed and joked around, enjoying each other's company.
After they finished eating, Ethan suggested they take a walk around the park. They held hands as they walked, enjoying the beautiful scenery and just being with each other.
When they returned to the blanket, Ethan surprised y/n with a homemade dessert - chocolate-covered strawberries and a beautiful necklace with a “e” hanging from it. y/! was touched by the effort Ethan had put into the date and how much he cared for her, and obviously the beautiful shiny necklace he had bought for her.
"Wow, Eth thank you, i love it. " y/n said, kissing him.
Ethan smiled, "I'm glad you like it, you know I bought it not because I own you or anything, but because I truly believe I really know you."
“you’re the best e, I love you so much.”
“I love you too doll.”
they kissed as the sun set behind them, taking along with him this unforgettable evening.
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a/n: IM SO SORRY I HAVENT BEEN UPDATING ON HERE!!! I HAD FINALS THEN TRAVELED AND STARTED WORKING WHEN I CAME BACK, but i promise i’ll be more active now since i’m more familiar and settled in with everything!!! enjoy this super short and quick story!! love you guys xoxo ⭐️💘
ps: make sure to follow the hashtag #ethansmask to get all of the latest posts!!
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stvrniolotrp · 5 months
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matt sturniolo x fem!reader oneshot:
requested:nope
summary:matt and reader have been in a very healthy relationship,but what happens when that turns around?do they talk it out?
warnings:angst,fluff,kissing(dont get sensitive on me aint nothing to get mad abt)
inspired by: the song “mine” by taylor swift!
mine
y/ns pov:
my relationship with my boyfriend matt was perfect for a while,he is the best boyfriend i have a ever had. before matt tho i had a boyfriend named hunter,he made me scared of love. not bothering to try with matt since love never lasts in my eyes
but matt opened my eyes,he showed me that love isnt always just fighting.
lately tho,our relationship started becoming rocky,i knew we were gonna face hard times. but everytime we talked or hung out,it ended with a fight,or me being upset.
sometimes i can be dramatic,but i really remember the start of our relationship and when we were still crushing on eachother.
flashback:
i was sitting on the ledge of the doc by myself just admiring my surroundings and the chilly breeze when my friend matt came out of their house,he slowly made his way up to me and sat next to me,our shoulders touching.
“hey are u okay?why are u out here in the cold?”
“im fine just wanted some fresh air”
i quickly smiled at him feeling my cheeks start blushing
“arent u cold?come here”
he said as he put him arm around me for the first time
end of flashback :
does he even remember that? i thought to all the best memories of our relationship. a few moments later my phone dinged indicating a message
my love💕:do u wanna come over?i really wanna see you
i was confused nonetheless,we still havent made up since our argument earlier that day.but i agreed.
y/n❤️:ill be there in 10 read 1:45 AM
maybe he wanted to make up?i told myself while grabbing my keys and heading out to the front door hopping in my car.
i shuffled my playlist and you are in love by taylor swift came on
once i arrived i knocked on the door and heard faint footsteps come to open the door
“oh hey y/n”
chris said while taking me in a slow embrace and leading me inside,i gave him a smile while i walked to matts room
i hesitated to walk in,instead i decided to knock.
matt opened the door looking at me with a bland look on his face not sparing me a small smile.
“come in”
he lead me into the bedroom and i slowly sat on the edge of the bed while he sat against the headboard
“so why did u wanna see me?”
“i wanted to talk to u”
“okay whats up?”
“look i know we got in an argument earlier but i want u to hear how stupid this all sounds to me”
“oh wow so the situation is stupid?”
i said chuckling sarcastically
“y/n just hear me out”
“i think this is stupid because me liking girls posts isnt a big fucking deal,it really isnt.im really sorry for saying this but ur being fucking dramatic”
he said slightly raising his voice
tears started welling up in my eyes due to his tone,matt never yelled at me like this before.
“matt it isnt a big deal okay,but when ur fans start noticing u liking bikini pictures of instagram models and questioning our relationship status i really dont think im being dramatic”
i said raising my voice almost yelling at this point
“at the start of this whole relationship u said u werent gonna fucking believe anything online or take anything fans say to heart y/n”
he said now fully yelling at me
i stood up as tears started streaming down my face
“WHAT DO YOU EVEN REMEMBER MATT?U DONT REMEMBER SHIT IN THIS RELATIONSHIP ITS LIKE UR A WHOLE NEW PERSON MATT”
i said while started to fully sob
i really thought we were gonna fix this,but everything was slipping right out of our hands at this point.
matt didnt say anything he just stared at me with a almost sad look on his face?
i looked over to the clock on his night stand 2:30 am
i ran out of his room,then opened the front door running though it.
i started walking towards my car untill i heard the front foor open and feeling matts presence slowly make its way up to me
“what do u want?”
i said bracing myself for him to call off this relationship
“y/n u said i dont remember anything in this relationship?”
“yes matt if u want to j-“
he cut me off and started talking instead
“well i remember we were sitting right there by the water,i put my arm around u for the first time that night”
“look im-“
“y/n everytime i look at u its like im falling inlove for the first time”
“stop matt ur making me cry even more”
i said slightly giggling
“ill never leave u alone”
“you are the best thing thats ever been mine”
i started full on smiling and stepped forward to give him a hug,he buried his head in my neck and started speaking
“i recognize my mistake and im sorry,im sorry for calling u dramatic u arent. i’ll unfollow any girl u want me to babe i love u”
“i love u more”
i said as i broke our embrace and gave him a soft yet passionate kiss on his lips.
he is the best thing thats ever been mine.
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authors notes: im sorry for going on a month long break and not writing anything literally dont ask idk how that happened
as always send requests pleaseeeeeee and tell me ur thoughts!
love u
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crushedsweets · 6 months
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i was listening to twin size mattress by the front bottoms and was like. hmm this is the most toby song ever
SO i was wondering do u have any songs that remind you of specific creeps? could be from lyrics or just general vibes yk yk
- 🌙 anon (im new here hi)
HII welcome. ok ok. so i listen to music in a very boring way and never analyze lyrics/artists/albums/etc. but for you i will try to change.
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also these lryics with toby oh wow.. wow. ok. wowwww. wow. ok. wow. STUFF UNDER THE CUT BUT KNOW IM DEEPLY WARPING THE ACTUAL MEANING BEHIND A LOT OF THESE SONGS LOL. i religiously listen to love songs so its hard
toby and honey by coastal club. (my fave song rn..)
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whether its from his perspective or not.. it doesnt even have to be romantic either. just his friendships with everyone around him, both from people like tim and brian seeing this SEVERELY TROUBLED kid. . . 'wide eyed..dying to get outside' feels very :((( yk. he was a kid trapped in a fucking horrifying situation all his life. or him looking at his friendship with nina. "youve got a way with me... alive and so full of life, i'm mesmerized by your love" etc. maybe jack or clockwork with the "i started laughing at the words you spoke, i kinda like you and your stupid jokes"... AGAIN I KNOW ITS A LOVE SONG but i see it applying in so many different forms of love. and i love love. also a ton of like, car and driving references which is um. lyra reference sorry
nina x clockwork and "a big brown dog named bagel" by nep
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ok this doesnt apply so much to my au(nobody is canon in mine but yk)... buttttttt... yeah. ugh. this is so nina @ nat. sorry guys ive been changed. one ask always diverts my attention at the speed of light. "I like the way she bites, the way she talks, the way she looks when I smile" is just SO FUCKING NINA ADORING NAT. nina just wants to be in the most fairytale coming of age movie ya novel lovestory and she says that her biggest dream in life is to get married. she wants to take care of her lover and give and give and give so fucking much and "I'll buy you a big old house on a big old hill And I'll grow old with my baby, 'til she's dead" is so very her. of course i chose clockwork cuz 'she's tall in the knees' and 'some green in her eyes' plus im a lesbian and havent fawned over sapphic relationships in months since i began my creepypasta return. LOL
eyeless jack and "downhill" by lincoln
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there r few words to describe the amount of guilt, horror, and devastation that jack feels after what he's done, all he's lost, and what he has to do to survive. he has a year of his life that he was literally possessed by a demon and went around fucking tearing humans apart and eating their remains. even as he's """recovering""" and settling into a cabin, his friendships with the creeps, trying to just feel okay. he's on his last leg, he can tell that people know he's a shell of what he was but they'll never know how warm, kind, inviting he used to be. "i went downhill at such a steep inline" ... yea he did his life changed immeasurably in a single night and it's never coming back. the lyrics "'Cause I was born into the world on a silken cloud / And I got bored of the world before I hit the ground" ... while he had a ton of pressure. he loved his life, loved his family, was the type to constantly express how grateful he was for everything that got him where he was. and then he hit rock fucking bottom because he wanted to chase a little excitement with the pretty girl inviting him to join a 'club.' poor guy
liu and "i'm not angry anymore" by paramore
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i dont think i need to explain this because um..... lols... liu just wants to fucking move on. he just wants to escape everything. he wants his family back, including the little brother he'd play catch with in the front yard for so many years. but he has his moments where it all comes barreling back, and he makes real fucking brash decisions - he lost his marriage because he spiraled trying to find jeff and moved to fucking alabama. so you know.
jane and "everest" by beabadoobee
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again, i dont think i need to explain this. maybe this could be mary(jane's wife) singing to jane, cuz she was one of janes main supports after her parents death. jane can only act strong for so long but she is so so so fucking sad and mourning and she was always so soft and gentle and sweet and she lost everything in a single night. she spent a short period of time filled with rage, as she would be, but her story eventually evolves into her just wanting to help others with their cases, be happy with her wife, take care of sally, grow old, make her parents proud. she's climbed mountains and is probably in the best place of all the creeps. holds her. i dont touch her character too often because i just want her to settle happily lolz..
ok thats all i got guys :3.. thank youuuuu thank youuu. sorry if my music taste is bad guys. LOL.
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cumulo-stratus · 5 months
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The Good Days
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Pairing: Spencer reid x Autistic!Male!reader
Description: spencer and y/n go stargazing, and y/n indulges spencer with facts about his special interest- astronomy
Warnings: fluff!! a little bit of me info dumping for me <3, lemme know if theres anything else!
Flufftober Day 16: stargazing
A/N: ik its super short guys dont get on my ass- i wrote it in like 30 minutes before i went to bed because i needed to get a second fic up- also sorry for info dumping just a weensy bit lmao
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The park had long since been emptied, all except for 2 people, spencer and y/n. They were sat in camping seats, as y/n hated the feeling of sitting in the grass, it was too prickly for his liking. And spencer would do anything he could to accommodate his boyfriend, so he got them camping chairs that you could lean back in so they could still stargaze, as per y/ns request. y/n had a special interest in astronomy, and spencer had no issues indulging y/n, one could even say spoiling him. And tonight was one of those nights were spencer sacrificed something for y/n. Spencer had just gotten back from a case the other day and was still exhausted- but agreed to go star gazing because it was going to be the clearest night for a while. 
And so here they were, one hour in and y/n was still spewing facts about stars, currently he was on the topic of blue vs. red stars. although he spoke utterly, trying to uphold the quietness of the night as best he could, but his tone was far from calm- it was animated and lively, his hands moving to match. 
“…okay so recap blue stars- they’re usually pretty young- because they have a ton more energy that they havent burned up yet- so these blue stars get super excited cus they have a ton of hydrogen to burn (basically star food)- so they burn it super fast and super hot! thats why theyre blue- blue fire is hotter than red/orange fire..”
spencer had abandoned watching the stars at least 10 minutes ago, favoring watching y/ns eyes light up as he spoke- the smile reflecting that of a child’s for it innocence, and its exhilaration. spencer, wanting to encourage his boyfriend posed the question, 
“and what happens when that big hot blue stars runs out of hydrogen to burn?”
y/n looked over at spencer, absolutely thrilled at the question, and responded 
“oh my goodness! i was jsut about to talk about this, when blue stars run out of hydrogen which burns much hotter than hellium, they switch to burning helium- which has more energy- but doesnt burn as hot! so what happens is that star now has all this excess energy- and it needs something to do with it! so it expands, the outer layers of the star expand outwards- causing the whole star to cool down enough to burn red hot- instead of blue hot.”
“wow thats really interesting, thank you for telling me about it!” 
when spencer praised y/n a warm blush dusted his cheeks- but spencer couldn’t see it in the darkened park. And after y/n finished talking, the couple settled into a comfortable silence- the kind you dont feel the need to fill. And they sat there, fingers entwined, shoulders touching, until Y/n was starting to fall asleep. and y/n needed to drive spencer back to their apartment. But Before they left, y/n and spencer soaked in the silence, and the soft light of the night sky embracing them with open arms. These were the good days. 
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