#[also i hate that in one of the classroom there is a camera and i was trying to listen to one of the students' pronunciation and

[augustinewrites]

“itadori, please respect his personal space—”

“kugisaki! stop hitting him—”

“megumi, don’t you dare bring that elephant out in my classroom—”

peace and quiet is short-lived whenever the first years are around.

you manage to quiet them down with the threat of assigning an essay, allowing you a moment’s respite to massage your temples and lean back in your seat, glancing at your phone to check just how many minutes you have left with them.

a notification pops up as you do, bringing on a whole new headache.

[satoru]: send nudes?

you quickly turn your phone over so it’s screen-down, face burning as you look around to make sure no one had seen.

peace and quiet is also short-lived whenever satoru calls out sick. because the strongest sorcerer of your time…currently has a cold.

he is, predictably, very dramatic whenever he’s sick. a mild fever means he puts himself on bedrest. a sore throat means he needs to be spoon fed a very specific homemade soup.

but the worst…oh, the worst is when he has a cold.

when satoru’s sinuses are clogged, he’s an absolute menace to deal with. his sneezes shake the apartment and his whines about sinus pressure are all you hear at the dinner table.

luckily, the students have resorted to quietly bothering each other, so you slowly turn your phone back around to deal with the man child who is likely littering the living room floor with tissues.

he’s stuck at home, which means he’s got nothing to do but annoy you.

[satoru]: haha jk

[satoru]: unless…?

huffing, you quickly type back a response.

[you]: NOT funny. i’m at work.

[satoru]: so what you’re saying is you’ll send them during lunch right ;)

“miss!” itadori shouts, his arm raised. “can fushiguro come to the arcade with us after class?”

“of course,” you say. “but please don’t forget to finish your essays on cursed technique origins. it’s due on monday.”

yuuji’s practically bouncing in his seat as he grabs megumi’s arm. hear that, fushiguro? you hear as you pick up your phone. your mom said yes!

megumi, who usually comes home on the weekends, still looks to you for approval. you assure him with a small nod and smile.

sometimes you just want to wrap him up in your arms and never let go. he may have been another couple’s blessing, but ultimately he’s yours and gojo’s pride and joy. possibly the only one you have left, as it stands.

thought you’re a little sad that he won’t be home for dinner tonight, you remind yourself that he’s growing up. for as long as you’ve known him, he’s always been a sort of lone wolf. but a lone wolf is still a wolf, and a wolf needs a pack.

he’s finally found friends he’s comfortable with, and it’s good that he wants to spend time with them and vice versa.

your phone buzzes insistently in your hand.

[satoru]: pleeeeeaaaase?

[satoru]: i think it’ll really help with my recovery…

[satoru]: if this cold kills me the last thing i want to see is a picture of you

oh, that’s actually kind of—

[satoru]: nude, preferably

maybe it’s a good thing megumi won’t be home tonight. you don’t need any witnesses to the crime you’re about to commit.

[you]: what’ll help with your recovery is a visit to the infirmary.

there’s a short pause, then you watch the little bubble appear and disappear about six times.

[satoru]: shit

[satoru]: is this a scene?

you roll your eyes, waving at the kids as they head out to catch the train.

[you]: i hate you

he doesn’t answer, so you get up to hurry over to your office, shutting and locking the door behind you.

you wait a moment, opening the camera on your phone as you do so.

once the sound of footsteps echoing through the hall disappears, you start unbuttoning the first few buttons of your shirt—

you scream when a loud sneeze startles you, satoru suddenly appearing at your side.

he doesn’t miss a beat, plucking a tissue from your desk and blowing his nose loudly. he throws it in the general direction of the bin before slapping his palm onto your desk.

you can tell he’s attempting to be some sort of seductive, but it’s dampened bu the way he sniffles loudly, his face a little red.

“hello, doctor,” he says, a lazy grin spread across his face. “i’m here for my physical.”

“honey,” you laugh, gently cupping the sides of his face. “you need to rest.”

“but ‘m not tired,” he pouts, leaning in to nose at your neck. his skin is warm against yours, much too warm for your liking.

you tangle your fingers in his hair, scratching lightly at his scalp. “since i’m your doctor, i’m prescribing a nap.”

“a nap does sound kind of nice…”

he gets up, taking your hand and dragging you over to the couch with him. he locks you within his embrace, sighing contentedly as he presses you to his chest.

“wait, satoru i have to supervise the second years’ training—”

it’s too late. he’s already asleep, snoring loudly in your ear.

so you take out your phone and text nanami, asking if he can cover for you this afternoon.

because a sick satoru is a needy satoru, and you won’t be leaving this couch for a while.

[shjsnjkj]

Kinktober Masterlist '24

-`♡´- This masterlist is made by me and @luviwon, the sweetest girlie I know. We decided to split the list in half but you can also find some episodes we wrote together! I will post on the odd days while she will on the even ones. ♡ You can find @luviwon's masterlist here! -taglist is open I hope that everyone will love our work as we put a lot of effort into it. Make sure to reblog and leave feedback if you liked it! Sending lots of love! ૮₍ • ˕ - ₎ა♡₊˚

OCTOBER 1 --- LEE HEESEUNG' COME 2 ME

☆ boyfriend!heeseung x girlfriend!reader ; After a rough day at work, you finally stepped out of the office building, only to find yourself caught in a sudden downpour. That would've been no problem because you love rainy days, but you didn't have an umbrella, and your phone's battery died as well. You prayed that your boyfriend, Heeseung would pass by your workplace and pick you up, but you knew he was working late. But not today, he came to you with his new car. You were so happy to see him and couldn't wait to thank him for saving you tonight. “You know, I’m ready. Waiting for you every night. Entrusting myself to your touch”

OCTOBER 2 --- YANG JUNGWON' MY PERSONAL STYLIST

☆ stylist!jungwon x model!reader ; Jungwon always finds the most fashionable pieces of clothing for you to try out, but when one day he decides to wrap you up in his own hands, well that becomes your new favourite fit.

OCTOBER 3 --- PARK JONGSEONG' THE BOY NEXT DOOR

☆ bnd!jay x reader ; Thunderstorms, no electricity, no key to your apartment. The only thing you could do was to stay for the night at your neighbor, Jay's apartment.

OCTOBER 4 --- SIM JAEYUN' ANNIVERSARY BREEDING

☆ boyfriend!jake x girlfriend!reader ; Before you know it, you reach your 5th anniversary with your boyfriend, and before you feel it, he is 8inch deep inside you. but this time, he will leave a special present there for you.

OCTOBER 5 --- PARK SUNGHOON' MY SUMMER LOVE

☆ sunghoon x reader ; It was August 31st, and you were heading back home tomorrow because of school. Unfortunately, sleep didn't come easily. Your mind kept replaying all the memories you had with Sunghoon this summer, except for one. The one you'll be making tonight with the help of his camera. “Fly through the deep night to you. In the thick darkness, I will hold you again”

OCTOBER 6 --- KIM SUNOO' MUTUAL TOUCHING

☆ bestfriend!sunoo x reader ; Someone once said that having a sleepover with your boy best friend is not the smartest idea. you wondered why, until you returned to your bedroom to find Sunoo touching himself and ultimately agreeing to pleasure each other.

OCTOBER 7 --- PARK SUNGHOON' BEST FRIENDS, RIGHT?

☆ bestfriend!sunghoon x reader ; Jealousy. This was the first time you felt that emotion while seeing your childhood best friend, Sunghoon around girls except you. You hated to admit it, but you found out yourself craving his touch every time you saw him. Maybe today is the day, to be honest and open up to him.

OCTOBER 8 --- NISHIMURA RIKI' CLASSROOM HOOK UP

☆ classmate!niki x reader ; You really hated the physical education class, and so did your classmate niki. but skipping it together didn’t keep you from finding another way to burn some calories.

OCTOBER 9 --- SIM JAEYUN' MIDNIGHT FICTION

☆ roommate!jake x reader ; You have this little habit, of reading fanfictions before going to bed. Every night you'd dream about him touching you, heavily making out at the wall. But you never thought that this would come true tonight with your roommate Jake.

OCTOBER 10 --- PARK JONGSEONG' MY FITNESS INSTRUCTOR

☆ fitness instructor!jay x reader ; Wishing to get in shape for summer, you hired your own instructor to help you reach your goal. yet later one, your only fitness target turned into feeling him press hard against your ass while bending down to stretch your body.

OCTOBER 11 --- LEE HEESEUNG' FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS

☆ fwb!heeseung x reader ; “I’ll be alone tonight, do you wanna come over?” This was Heeseung's first time at your place. You were on your own at home, and he couldn't wait to touch you again after agreeing to this relationship. It was snowy outside, but inside your home all the windows became foggy that night due to the hot air between you two.

OCTOBER 12 --- KIM SUNOO' PHONE SEX

☆ dating app stranger!sunoo x dating app user!reader ; “lonely at night? don’t worry, ‘call a lover’ will bring you the company you need in just a couple of seconds”. out of curiosity, you downloaded the dating app mentioned in the ad, just to say goodbye to boredom. I mean, it’s not like you’ll end up moaning a stranger’s name tonight, right?

OCTOBER 13 --- SIM JAEYUN' STARRY NIGHT

☆ chrucrchboy!jake x reader ; “You and I under the moonlight. We bloom at night.” Jake and you have been friends since you relocated to the same area. You never imagined that this sweet guy you go to church with every Sunday would have these naughty fantasies about you, and no one else. After your birthday, he took you to a beautiful garden far from your home, where you could make love in secret, unheard.

OCTOBER 14 --- YANG JUNGWON' PORNSTAR COLLAB

☆ pornstar!jungwon x pornstar!reader ; Having been in the adult industry for only a year, you’re constantly surprised by what the directors come up with next. but who would have guessed that their latest surprise would be filming a scene with your favorite actor?

OCTOBER 15 --- LEE HEESEUNG' BIRTHDAY SEX

☆ boyfriend!heeseung x girlfriend!reader ; Heeseung’s 23th birthday. You decided to surprise your boyfriend with the members after their concert. He loved every single minute of it, especially the ones you two shared throughout the night. You didn’t hesitate and relaxed in the indoor jacuzzi with some champagne and strawberries covered in …

OCTOBER 16 --- SIM JAEYUN' POST-MATCH

☆ football captain!jake x cheerleader!reader ; When it comes to football, you know that for Jake a new victory means a following night out with the boys. this time, though, luck is not on their side and Jake’s frustration needs to be buried somewhere else. maybe inside you would be just the great spot for that.

OCTOBER 17 --- PARK JONGSEONG' LULLABY

☆ uncle!jay x niece!reader ; Going on a vacation with your uncle looked like a wonderful idea. But little did you know, you will share a bedroom with him.

OCTOBER 18 --- KIM SUNOO' FAMILY DINNER FINGERING

☆ fiancé!sunoo x reader ; It didn’t take long for everyone in your family to hear about your engagement, so they organised a dinner to celebrate the two of you. but truth be told, can sunoo really keep his hands away from you under the eyes of other people? or will he just not give a damn about it and let his fingers do their trick?

OCTOBER 19 --- PARK SUNGHOON' GLASSES

☆ boss!sunghoon x worker!reader ; “I can’t endure it anymore, come to me. Just a little bit closer.” Stealing glances with your boss wasn't the best idea, especially when you're working on an important project and you're supposed to give it your all. He didn't like the result, it was full of mistakes and you had to get yourself together, as he said. So you had to stay overtime. Nevertheless, you were not alone, Sunghoon stayed with you and helped you get yourself together in every way possible.

OCTOBER 20 --- YANG JUNGWON' BEACH SEX

☆ ex boyfriend!jungwon x ex girlfriend!reader ; Going on a trip with your highschool group of friends sounds all perfect until you find out your ex will be there too. And you feel annoyed about it, that until you end up on top of him with your swimming suit buried somewhere in the sand. “We don’t need to tell your new boyfriend about it, sweetheart”

OCTOBER 21 --- LEE HEESEUNG' DAD'S BEST FRIEND

☆ heesung x reader ; Heeseung was your favorite person when you were a little girl, but after moving to a new country, you slowly started to forget him through the ages. Forget all his beautiful features, the memories you shared with him, and the song he sang to you the last night you saw him. Receiving little kisses and sleeping with him wasn't the same as you remembered either.

OCTOBER 22 --- PARK JONGSEONG' BACKSTAGE SUPPORT

☆ idol!jay x girlfriend!reader ; Performing on stage is indeed stressful, so sometimes Jay just needs his antistress toy to calm down. that’s why you wait for him patiently in the backstage, just in case he needs to recharge in between performances.

OCTOBER 23 --- PARK SUNGHOON' MOONSTRUCK

☆ sunghoon x reader ; Your fiancé, your parents, and your loved ones are waiting for you to show up at the altar in that beautiful white dress. But you are not even in the same place with them. Right now you're with Sunghoon, hand in hand, melting into each other's touch with your engagement ring on the ground.

OCTOBER 24 --- YANG JUNGWON' MIRROR KINK

☆ boyfriend!jungwon x girlfriend!reader ; A new house brings new surprises, and the bedroom ceiling mirror is no exception. at first, you don’t give it too much thought —until you catch your boyfriend’s reflection in it, relentlessly pleasuring you.

OCTOBER 25 --- NISHIMURA RIKI' LIPS

☆ rival!niki x reader ; You and Niki were the best dancers in the whole school, but everyone knew that you were enemies. One day, someone spread a rumor that the two of you were secretly dating. As soon as you heard it, you ran to Niki and asked him what was going on. "I wouldn't mind if the rumors were true." -He said.

OCTOBER 26 --- KIM SUNOO' SHOWER SEX

☆ step brother!sunoo x reader ; “What about we just share this one today?” Sunoo whispers into your ear, slowly taking more of your personal space inside the shower cabin. “let’s just wash these sinful desires of ours away here for now.”

OCTOBER 27 --- NISHIMURA RIKI' ONE PLUS ONE EQUALS ORAL TIME

☆ rich boy!niki x tutor!reader ; as Niki's grades keep considerably going down, you are being in charge of bringing them back to an average score, giving him private lessons at his house. Niki's stubbornness, though, and his constant dirty lines to flirt with you, do not help at all. so coming to an agreement together, you offer a little bit of you to every right answer he gets. it goes without saying now that by the end of the day, he would have mastered the subject just as much as your body.

OCTOBER 28 --- MAKNAE LINE' DRINKING GAME

☆ boyfriend!niki x girlfriend!reader x best friends!sunwon ; One too many drinks lead to the raise of unexpected secret fantasies, and that's how a birthday party for Jungwon turns into a dirty race, fighting for who to fill your holes next. and you would think your boyfriend Niki could never allow that, but the growing bulge in his pants when Sunoo is fucking you from behind, well, says something totally different.

OCTOBER 29 --- HYUNG LINE' ACT LIKE AN ANGEL, DRESS LIKE CRAZY

☆ brother!niki x sister!reader x brother's friend group!hyung line ; You always captured the models and the million-dollar products from afar. To be honest, you always wanted to try on some jewelry or something luxurious after being done with your work. Tonight you not just tried on the gems, you felt them as close as possible. Not to mention you got the chance to admire the streets of Tokyo from above with the help of the two ambassadors of Cartier.

OCTOBER 30 --- PARK SUNGHOON & KIM SUNOO' PANORAMA

☆ ambassador!sunsun x photgrapher!reader ; You always captured the models and the million-dollar products from afar. To be honest, you always wanted to try on some jewelry or something luxurious after being done with your work. Tonight you not just tried on the gems, you felt them as close as possible. Not to mention you got the chance to admire the streets of Tokyo from above with the help of the two ambassadors of Cartier taking turns behind your back.

OCTOBER 31 --- ENHYPEN' DARK MOON

☆ enhypen x reader ; Holding a halloween party on an abandoned island does not sound like the greatest idea at first, but it gets so much better when you get the best prizes for simply being there. as they wish to fulfill your dirty desires, enhypen organises a small game of hide and seek for you. but this one is a little different, as the prize for finding each and everyone is feeling them deep inside you, one by one, taking over your body and treating you just like the sex doll you wished to be. be careful, though, as there might be scary traps on the way to your reward (even though you can confirm that the only scary thing would be chocking on anything else other than their cocks)

[anjaelle]

Hii I’m in loveeee with your writing I was wondering if you could write a Dave Lizewski x bimbo reader fic?

Oooh this sounds fun. I had to ruminate on this a bit, but I think I got it.

Pairing: College!Dave Lizewski x Bimbo!Reader

Rating: She's tame

Word Count: 1.3K

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He was staring again. Every time you turned to look at him, he would quickly avert his eyes to the front of the room. In confusion, you turned to look behind you, only to see the blank wall of the classroom. You looked back at him and found him staring straight ahead like he'd been caught doing something bad.

You pulled your phone out of your bag and opened the front facing camera to check to see if you forgot to properly blend your makeup again. Or maybe you had crumbs on your face.

It didn't look like you had anything on your face. Though you did think you could use a re-up on gloss, and maybe a touch-up on your brows. You accidentally left your makeup bag in your dorm, and you kept losing all of your backup purse makeup, so all you had was a lip balm and school stuff. You supposed that you could use this as an excuse to do a quick drugstore run across the street to pick up another backup makeup kit. But you also felt like you'd be missing out on the sushi buffet in the dining hall if you got there too late. You hadn't had sushi in a long time, it would've been a shame to miss it. Then again you could always order it from that one spot you went to with that one guy. What was his name again? Something with a "F"--

"Hello?" The professor said, addressing you and pulling you out of your thoughts. You raised your brows in surprise, and smiled sweetly.

"Hi!"

Your professor tapped her chin with a beautifully manicured nail and looked you over with a funny look on her face. "Your presentation topic for next week?"

"Oh!" You said, looking down at your notes. "Well, I might talk a little about how hard influencing is and how it's actually harder than a 9-5 job. I'm still deciding. What do you think, professor?"

There were a few whispers in the class as she thought hard on the question. At least that's what you thought she was doing.

"Why don't you workshop that and get back to me tomorrow?" She finally said, turning away from you and moving onto another classmate.

You pouted at yet another presentation subject being shot down and made a note in the margins of your notebook to do just that. You hated going to her office hours, because you felt like you could never really do anything right.

When class let out, you pulled your phone out to text your friends about your change of plans tomorrow, when you felt a gentle touch on your elbow and turned to find Lizewski. Knowing that he was quiet and always a little bit stuttery, you smiled politely and gave him your full attention.

"Hi, how are you?"

"H-Hey," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets, "Uh...I saw that you've been having a bit of a hard time with our media class."

A few people passed by the two of you in the hallway and greeted you but shot a curious look his way.

"It's so bad isn't it?" You frowned, crossing your arms in front of your chest, "I'm literally so great at most Social Media outlets, I don't understand why this is so hard. I mean...it's all the same shit."

He nodded, wide eyed and eager as always, "You're so right."

"And I'm trying really hard, but I just can't get it."

"I can help!" He blurted out. "Only if you want. I mean, you probably don't need my help. But I'd be happy to, if you want."

"You'd help me?" You asked, genuinely touched. "I don't know if I can pay you much, but how much do you want?"

"You don't have to pay me, come on." He dropped his eyes to his sneakers and shifted his weight on his feet, "We've known each other since middle school."

This time your eyes widened in surprise, "We have?"

This time it was his turn to look at you in surprise and confusion, "You went to my Bar Mitzvah."

"I did?" Then you thought about it, "I only remember going to one, and it was this boy named David."

He let out a short laugh and nodded, "Yes, that was me."

"David?! But everyone calls you Lizewski! That's your last name?" He nodded again and you gasped. Your whole world turned upside down. Without thinking you pulled him into a tight hug, "It's so nice to see you again, David! I thought you moved away in high school!"

"No," he said against your shoulder, "I just grew my hair out. And got taller. And you can call me Dave, or David, or Lisewski. Whatever you want."

You pulled away from the hug with a huge grin, and you reached out to readjust his glasses which sat crookedly on his face. Then you looked him over, trying to see the skinny thirteen year old you remembered in the grown man in front of you. You could almost see it. If he cut his hair shorter, and lost about a foot of height, he'd totally look the same. You grasped his shoulders in appreciation.

"Well this is wonderful! I've never had a friend for longer than 3 years before!"

As you walked side by side across campus, you could feel people staring like you had three heads. After the fourth set of eyes on you, you nudged Dave with your elbow.

"Do I have something on my face?" You tilted your head from side to side so he could examine you properly, and he shook his head.

"No, why?"

"People keep staring at me." You frowned, "It's kind of weird."

Dave said nothing at first, but looked around to see the evidence of your suspicion and sighed. "I think it's because you're hanging out with me."

You snorted, "That can't be it. That's so silly."

He kicked a small rock down the footpath and hummed in disagreement, "Is it? I mean...you're you. I'm me. We don't really hang out. I think people are used to seeing you with guys from...Sigma Alpha Epsilon"

You still didn't get it, and you crinkled your nose in disgust at the mention of the name.

"I don't talk to them. They're losers," you shuddered again, "They all have a weird obsession with skulls too. Have you ever seen those skulls with the blue stripe down the middle? They all have them on their trucks. It's so weird."

You watched him raise a single brow as he kicked the rock further down the path, "Are you talking about The Punisher's symbol?"

Before you could ask, he showed you a picture on his phone and you nodded.

"Yeah that's it! What's The Punisher? Is that, like, a band?"

He chuckled, "It's a comic book character and his symbol gets misused a lot. He's a vigilante."

You frowned, thinking of why someone would choose to do something like that. That seemed kind of mean.

"Well can you really see me hanging out with a bunch of guys who like vigilantes?"

For some reason, Dave's step seemed to falter, and he peered at you curiously, "Oh. Are you--do you think vigilantes are bad?"

There was a hint of poorly disguised panic in his voice.

You were confused about why he was confused. The answer was obvious.

"Vigils are a good thing," you said, matter-of-factly. You were surprised that you had to break this down to someone as smart as him. "Sometimes people have vigils for their dead grandmas and their pets, and stuff. Someone who's anti-vigils is obviously not a good person."

Dave gave you a long, strange look and laughed. Like, actually laughed. You didn't understand what was so funny about being pro-vigils. You felt like that wasn't exactly a controversial opinion. Were you on the wrong side of history this whole time? Were vigils actually bad?

"Are they bad for the environment or something? Like, the candles?" You squinted at him. He rushed to ease your worries with an extended hand.

"No! No, it's--vigilantes aren't people who are anti-vigils. They beat up bad people."

Oh.

"What a weird name to have for that," You admitted rolling the word over in your brain. Then you brightened at the memory of something, "Hey there was a guy back home that was like that! Kick-Ass! Do you remember him?"

He said nothing for a moment, but shrugged in response.

"Yeah, kinda."

"All the girls in our grade were obsessed with him," you continued, fishing through your bag for your dorm key. "At first, we thought it was that one weird guy who used to try and sell us coke from the trunk of his car down the street from our school. But one girl said that he saved her dad from getting jumped, and he was apparently, like, young. At least college aged."

"Ha," Dave simply said, "Maybe. I kind of remember people thinking it was someone from our school, though. Someone most people wouldn't even really expect, because it'd be super hard to keep a low profile. Someone who's probably super strong and really cool, even though most people don't know it."

You suddenly giggled, "What if it was that guy Todd Haynes?"

Dave stumbled over his own feet and shot his hand out to steady himself.

"You know who Todd Haynes is?"

"Yeah, I know him. He was in my gym class!"

"He's my best friend, I've known him my whole life. I'm--shocked that you know him." You brightened at the new information.

"I didn't know Todd had friends! You sure are full of surprises today." He stared at you again. For a super long time. You weren't sure what was going on in his brain. You touched your cheek, "Again with the staring. I think you're lying. I definitely have something on my face."

[spadecentral]

📺 Encouragement From Beyond | First Years

>> requested: no >> a/n: i hate tiktok

>> masterlist: ramshackle (misc.) >> summary: you leave videos for each of the first years after you return home >> reader prns: they/them [not used] >> warning(s): crying, mentions of panic/anxiety attacks

Ace Trappola didn't think he would miss you as much as he did when you left. From the moment he met you, always being a greedy little shit was his way of keeping a little bit of distance between the two of you. When he saw Crowley with a box of tapes with one designated for each of the freshmen, he knew something was up.

Sitting in front of the television, Ace shook. He stared through tears as words spoken by your voice came out of the TV.

"I know you don't like planning ahead," you said. "But you gotta have some structure to your life! Make sure to take care of yourself. And also keep up the magic tricks! They're really cool and I think you could always get a gig as a magician if you aren't good enough to be a real one. Thanks for the jokes, you trickster."

You laughed. You laughed and smiled and swayed in your seat, before reaching up and shutting off the camera. Ace couldn't take it. He cried and cried and harshly rubbed his eyes, getting his makeup into them.

"Ah fuck!" he cursed loudly, but continued to cry. Sniffling every other second, tears ran down his face. This was his last piece of you, and yet he wanted to smash the tape. Smash it to smithereens so that nothing could hurt him.

Deuce Spade was almost as emotional as Grim when you departed. At least, that's what he likes to say. He couldn't hold a blank face as Crowley pulled out the box of tapes. He knew what they were of, you even told him. But he hoped he would never have to see those wretched things again.

Nearly yanking Crowley's arm off as he snatched his tape away, Deuce sprinted for the nearest room with a television. Yelling and threatening the students in the closest classroom to get out, he almost broke the tape as he jammed it into the VHS player.

Slumping on a wooden chair, he stared as you became animated on the screen. Almost as mesmerized as when he saw you first, he didn't even notice the tears pouring out of his eyes.

"Deuce!" you said like you hadn't even left. You didn't leave. Not then, anyways. "You're going to be one hell of a police officer, okay? You aren't gonna slack off, right? I believe in you. And I'm gonna miss you and everyone else a whooooooooole lot. So be on your best behavior for me! Thank you for being with me this last year, I'll never forget it."

As the tape came to a stop, Deuce started choking as he cried. Collapsing onto the floor, his coughs came out dry and morphed as he sobbed. He didn't want to touch the tape yet. Didn't want to ruin it with his hands. He was going to treasure that tape until he died. And maybe when he died he'll be with you; so he won't need it anymore.

Jack Howl really tried to hide that he missed you. But his ears and tail didn't get the memo. When Crowley lifted the lid to that box, it reeked of you. His patience was running thin when Crowley finally got to him, so he snatched it out of Crowley's hand. But not in a rough way. Never in a rough way. This was you. He'd never want to hurt you.

Walking to the library, he asked the librarian if he could have the television room to himself as he watched the tape. Almost on the verge of crying when he went into the room, Jack slid the tape into the VHS and sat back on a creaky chair. As the TV whirred on, the first thing he heard was your voice.

"Hey Jack," you said, smiling at him. Well, he knew you weren't smiling at him, but he wanted to think so. Just once. "Sorry for uh... this."

Jack's tail curled around his torso and his ears fell flat. He was about to say something back to you, but he had to remind himself that you... weren't there.

"Could you make sure that everyone... takes care of themselves?" you laughed nervously, scratching the back of your head. "Like brushing their teeth and eating properly? And don't overwork yourself, either! I'm not assuming the worst or anything! I'm just— I—." you stopped, and took a breath. Jack modeled your breathing as well, trying to calm himself down.

"I'm just worried. I want you all to be safe when I'm... well, you know," you trailed off. "Anywho! Thanks for being my friend and stuff, bye now!"

As the tape shut off, Jack had no one to model his breathing after. Spiralling, Jack's breaths got heavier and heavier as his chest got more constricted. Almost passing out, he fell out of his seat and onto the floor. He stroked his tail in silence, trying to replicate your breathing. He was trying to do anything to get himself back up again.

Epel Felmier stood silently as he watched Crowley pass out the tapes. When the headmaster finally got to him, Epel took it gently, barely touching it. As if lost, Epel stood there before one of the teachers had to guide him to a room with a TV. As the teacher began to reach for the tape, Epel got ultra-defensive. Hitting and kicking, Epel yelled at them to stay away from him. To stay away from you.

After the teacher retreated into the hallway, Epel carefully put the tape into the VHS. He dared not break it in any way, in case there was something really important you wanted to say.

"Hey Epel," you say. Greeted by the familiarity of your voice, Epel calms down almost automatically. "I hope your family's farm is doing well! I hope they're still selling tons and tons of apples."

All the boy could do was nod along with your words.

"Don't be too reckless, okay? I love who you are, of course! And keep being rambunctious," you sighed. "Just don't go too overboard. Don't test Vil's limits. Please, for the love of the seven, don't test Vil's patience.

"And also, make sure to keep practicing at Magical Shift, okay? You've got some real talent," you smirked. "Score a basket for me. Or whatever they're called here. Sorry for never learning, haha.

"Uh, yeah. Thanks for being a little shit. But for real, thank you for staying by me."

As the tape shuts off, Epel's mind goes blank again. He can't cry. Shouldn't cry. Wouldn't cry, won't cry. So the only way for him to deal with his feelings is to shut them off.

Epel pulled the tape out of the VHS and walked out of the door to the classroom. He didn't know what he was going to do with the tape of you just yet, but he definitely wasn't going to throw it out.

Sebek Zigvolt promised himself he would not get emotional at your departure. He didn't. Not at your departure. Sure, he cried alone in his room that night, but what does it matter anyway? The next morning, he was suspicious right off the bat when he was called to the headmaster's office. And when he saw the box of tapes with everyone's names on them, it clicked.

He almost wanted to refuse the tape when it was handed to him. But out of too much curiosity, Sebek took it. The tape was heavy in his hand, much heavier than it should have been. Or maybe it was just his mind playing games on him.

Pushing the tape into the VHS was probably the hardest part for Sebek. Debating it, he finally decided not to. Sebek couldn't. He won't. He will not cry because of you again. Huffing, Sebek brought it back to his dorm room with him, placing it on his dresser. The same dresser that had a photo of you and the rest of the first years on it.

Sebek knew he might regret his decision later. But, he decided that now is not the time for such tomfoolery.

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[gallavichsreddie1128]

Sneaking Around (Will Graham)

Description: Will and Y/N are sneaking around but Freddie finds out and threatens them.

Word Count: 710

Requested by @linetaylorsversion hello! You can do an imagine with Will? where he and Y/N are co-workers, and sometimes she always ends up in his bed or at his classroom desk. 😏 relationships between agents are prohibited, Jack has already warned. but one day in the parking lot Freddie Lounds ends up seeing and taking photos of the two kissing (or something like that) and she threatens to tell Jack and provokes Y/N to the limit, and at the end of the day Freddie gets a broken nose from Y/N.

Author’s note: I am currently working on a Patrick Zweig request that I have! I am trying to go in order from when they were sent in. Also can someone please tell me how I am able to comment under my own posts? I see other people doing it but I cannot. Thank you!

“You may not date a fellow worker. Ever. If you do and I find out you’re fired.” Jack told her on her first day. “Got it.” She said. She didn’t feel the need to date a co worker. It could end messy but then she met Will Graham. The man was so sexy and ugh Y/N got wet just thinking about him. She hated that she liked him because at first he showed no interest in her.

Alana was all over him and it made Y/N sick to her stomach. Will seemed more uninterested in Alana than he did her. That made her feel a lot better. Will thought Y/N was beautiful but knew that Jack would freak out if he ever tried something. Y/N was always around him. Whether it be his classroom or on a case. That’s how he knew that she was into him. She made it so obvious. Will and her were in his classroom after hours laughing and talking.

Nothing was work related and she brought a little alcohol with her. He ended up kissing her and one thing led to another. Sex in a classroom. It wasn’t something Will ever thought he would do. He could be fired but it was so hot. After that Y/N found herself in his bed multiple times before they established anything. “Jack will kill us if he finds out.” Will said as they stood outside his car.

She shrugged, “He doesn’t have to find out.” She said with a smirk. Will loved that smirk. She used it to get her way and damn did it work everytime. She walks up to him and wraps her arms around his neck. “Besides, isn’t it hotter this way?” She asked against his lips.

Unknowingly to them Freddie Lounds was also in this parking lot and snapped a photo of them or two. Y/N hated Freddie as did Will and Freddie knew that Jack forbidden relationships. She planned to use this to get her way. She wanted a story, she was going to have one. Y/N and Will broke the kiss and smiled. “You’re a sexy little demon.” He said to her and she winked. “Only for you.” Seduction dripped from her voice.

Freddie smirked as she approached the secret couple. They looked at her and Y/N rolled her eyes. “Hi you two.” She said in that fake happy voice. “What do you want?” Y/N asked. “A story.” Will rolled his eyes this time. “Listen, we have nothing to give you nor do we want too, so move on.” y/n told her. Freddie smiled and pulled out her camera.

“So I don’t think so.” She said and clicked to the pics of Y/N and Will kissing. “You already gave me a story technically.” She shrugged and showed the two the camera. Y/N’s jaw dropped and Will looked surprised. “You were stalking us?” Y/N asked, angry. “I was just in the area but ya know Jack wouldn’t approve of this.” She pointed to the camera. “What the fuck are you saying?” Y/N asked her. “Are you threatening us?” Will asked. She shrugged, “I don’t know, that depends. Are you willing to give me something else?” Y/N knew what she was getting at.

“We aren’t giving you shit.” Y/N said. Freddie shrugged, “Suit yourselves. I’m sure Jack would love these.” “You wouldn’t.” Will said. “I will.” Y/N stepped closer to Freddie with a glare. “Do that and I'll knock your teeth out.” She growled. “Are you threatening me?” Y/N shook her head, “It’s not a threat it’s a promise.” Freddie chuckled, “What makes you think I'm scared of you?” Y/N laughed and punched her square in the face.

Freddie gasped as her nose started bleeding. Will watched in awe as he thought that was the hottest thing he’s ever seen. “Show him the pic and there’s more where that came from.” Y/N said. Freddie looked scared and ran away causing Y/N to laugh. “Scared little bitch.” Y/N said as she watched her ran away. “That was hot.” Will said, Y/N laughed and turned to him. “Really?” She asked and walked closer to him. “Really.” She pulled the man closer to her and whispered in his ear, “You wanna show me how hot?” She asked.

[hiramaris]

Kiss It Off Me

CHAPTER 2

Chapter Summary:

And what does Haley do when things don't go her way? She sabotages. So it wasn't a surprise when Haley's mouth opened and the next words that came out were ones she never intended to say. It was a defense mechanism, a way to push people away before they could hurt her. "If it weren't for those horrendous clothes, you might actually be pretty," she blurted out, regretting it as soon as the words left her lips.

Pairings: Haley x Fem!farmer

Disclaimer:  I do not own Stardew Valley or any of the related characters. Stardew Valley is created by and owned by ConcernedApe. This fanfiction is intended for entertainment only. I am not making any profit from this story. All rights of the original Stardew Valley story belong to ConcernedApe.

Warning: None so far? Just Haley being her usual self

Notes:

Okay, so originally in my AO3 this is meant to be a Haley x OC and I have already created a solid description for my character. However, I thought it would be much better if I changed it to a reader-insert instead tho I'll probably keep some physical descriptions that I had already inserted, so sorry about that. Also, if some of y'all have already read this in my AO3, expect some minor changes.

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Spring 1

Haley rises with the grace of a blooming sunflower that she is. It's finally Spring!

No longer will she suffer from the icy chill that makes her toes feel like they're about to fall off, none of that ridiculously nasty snow that forces her to use that Yoba awful boots she had hidden at the deepest part of her wardrobe, and just as equally terrible gloves that hinder her from using her camera let alone her phone when she finally got that once in a blue moon occurrence of perfect lighting outside.

And most importantly; no more dry, frizzy hair.

AND.

She could finally continue her tan!

Oh, the endless possibilities that await her in this new season. So much to explore and experience. Haley is positively bursting with excitement, eager to dive into all the joys, and wonders what something new Spring has planned for her.

****

When Haley expected something new, She didn't mean new 'new' like a new person but new as in something exciting like a freshly arrived parcel from the shop she ordered online, or perhaps a new conditioner that makes her hair bounce and makes it shinier that Yoba could mistake it as the sun. 

Her expectations were already at rock bottom with Pelican Town being the dullest place on earth.

But why oh why did she even bother to expect?

"The new farmer's coming today, just so you know," Emily casually mentions as she washed their dishes that morning.

Haley scrunched up her face. She had already forgotten about it. Why bring it up again?

"Oh, goody. Another reason to avoid the Townsquare today."

Emily turned to her with her typical condescending look she learned to hate. "Hay, you don't have to become BFFs with her right off the bat. Just say hello and try not to be your usual mean self. You'll thank me later."

"And I don't have to introduce myself within the day, Em." Haley crossed her arms, standing her ground. "This is no classroom where you need to acquaint the new kid on her first day." 

"I know." She sighed as if she was having a conversation of repetition with a toddler and she's running out of patience. "Just be nice to her, yeah?"

Haley didn't answer. With camera tucked carefully between her hands, she left the kitchen without a word. Emily never fails to make her feel like a child being taken care of by her. Like she's in dire need of a babysitter and without her guidance, Haley would be nothing.

It's infuriating really. 

No. 

She wouldn't let this ruin her day.

Today was going to be a good day. Emily's incessant nagging couldn't change that. Besides, she probably wouldn't even meet the new farmer. It was already past 10, and the girl was most likely already mingling with the locals or resting in that old cottage of hers.

She can still take pictures back in Marnie's ranch. then she can hang out with Alex in his place. Go back home exactly during Emily's shift on the Saloon and then she'll have the whole house to herself while she can finally cook something edible without Emily breathing down her neck.

Yes, that would be ideal. Today is a good day.

****

Wrong.

Just as Haley stepped foot outside 2 Willow Lane, she was greeted by a tall, unfamiliar woman strolling by her house at an infuriatingly slow pace.

You held a whole map of what she assumed was the town's which was big enough to hide your whole face, and as well as hinder your vision to notice Haley on the side, much to her relief.

Are you the new girl?

All that she can tell is that you have the darkest hair she has ever seen in her whole life. It was shiny, and ridiculously long, too which kinda compliments its wavy nature. 

Also, why the hell are you in a dress shirt and a tie?

Haley may be a bit far behind the books but she's sure as hell that isn't the right attire for someone who'll work on a farm.

If Haley didn't know Lewis is the mayor, she'd probably think you're the new mayor with your totally immaculate wardrobe— a dress shirt and a tie, perfectly flattened slacks, and a pair of leather shoes that probably look expensive.

Shit. Are you really the farmer? Or just a visitor?

Oh, no. Are you turning around? Oh, Yoba, she is!

Haley scrambled to her feet. Not sure if she should bolt inside the house, run to the Townsquare, or what. 

With her probably last brain cell that saves her from the utter embarrassment of being caught checking out the new farmer (absolutely not, the disgrace), her own body moves on its own. She grabbed her camera and positioned herself like she was taking a photo of the least appealing subject she had ever captured in her life— Emily's cactus.

Please not now, Yoba. Not now.

She found herself praying to the deities she no longer talked to when she felt your eyes burning into her back. She had probably taken a load of mediocre photos of Emily's plant when she finally felt the farmer leaves.  

She breathed a sigh of relief when she turned around and found the street empty apart from her. Only then did she notice how fast her heart was beating against her chest.

Thank Yoba for saving me from that mortifying introduction.

Why is she even nervous anyway? She didn't even see me. Even so, that was so embarrassing.

Wait, no.

Embarrassed, not nervous.

Only embarrassed, nothing else.

The word nervous and Haley doesn't fit. In fact, it should never ever be used in a single sentence. Haley doesn't get nervous, ever.

She was just caught off guard, that's all. 

Next time, she'd prepare an introduction so fantastic that you would be left with the impression that Haley is too good for you— kind and never mean, but still way out of your league.

Just you wait, stranger. She thought determinedly, trying to ignore the voice at the back of her head that sounded suspiciously like Emily, asking her if she was really sure it was going to be a good day.

Haley doesn't really know.

****

"Did you meet Y/n?" was Emily's first words when she arrived home from her shift.

Haley remained sprawled on the couch, flipping through the pages of her fashion magazine for this season. The struggle was real, trying to choose between the blue skirt or the pink shorts.

"Who?" she asked, her eyes still glued to the glossy pages.

"The farmer, Hay." She can feel Emily rolling her eyes at her.

"Oh," Haley feigns interest, barely lifting her gaze. "That not-so-tall, dark-haired farmer with a fashion taste of an old woman ready to retire from her corporate job?"

Emily gasped, and Haley turned to look just in time to see her scandalized look. To be fair, you don't look that bad. You also tower over Haley for a couple of inches and your fashion sense isn't the worst that she has seen in her life. Haley wouldn't be caught alive admitting that aloud though, especially not in front of Emily.

Lies are an easier language to learn after all.

"Don't tell me you just insulted her on her first day?"

"Of course not." Haley protested, magazine long forgotten. "I saw her but I didn't even talk to her nor she even tried. The doofus was so busy with her stupid map to even see me."

Looking back at the scene made her feel embarrassed, relieved, and offended at the same time.

Like how could you not notice a true beauty in front of you? Her face alone was enough to catch the attention of all the people in the area. She's not crowned flower queen for nothing yet you just walked passed her like she's just an average woman!

How dare she?

But on the side, it would have been embarrassing otherwise for Haley to be caught alive staring at the newcomer with wonder in her eyes.

Would anyone really blame her though? It was perfectly natural to size up the competition in terms of beauty.

Right?

Right?

And it's not like she noticed how broad your shoulder was or how your lean physique perfectly suited your chosen profession. Not at all, pft.

"Still, you could have said hello," Emily tries to reason with her, oblivious to the internal conflict turning on the gears of Haley's brain. 

"Why should I? I'm not the new girl, aren't I?" She shrugged indifferently, turning back to her mag once again. "And what kind of lame name is Y/n, anyway?"

"Haley." There's that tone again.

"What?" she snapped.

"Don't even start. Y/n is actually nice." Emily chided softly, her eyes boring into Haley's like a disappointed mother. "You said it yourself, this isn't high school anymore. Being mean doesn't get you anywhere."

"What's that supposed to mean?" Haley bristled at the insinuation, standing up to face Emily with a fierce expression. "Are you saying I'm directionless just because you have a job, and I don't?"

"I'm saying that being kind is always the right choice," Emily's calmness only fueled the anger she felt. "And trust me, it doesn't cost you anything to be nice to someone. But being mean can cost you more than you think."

Haley remained tight-lipped, not wanting to argue with her sister anymore. Emily seemed to mistake her silence for compliance.

"I'm just trying to look out for you, okay? Sorry if I came on too strong," Emily consoled her, giving her a pat on the head. "I'm off to bed now, gotta wake up early tomorrow. Goodnight, sis."

As Emily headed off to bed, Haley was left to ponder the events of the day—

No fantastic photos in Marnie's ranch because the nasty smell of animal waste was enough to drive her back to her entry steps, and the risk of running across the new farmer is greater there so, no.

As for Alex, forget it, she didn't have the stomach to endure his stench after playing with his ball all day. Her only option was to head back home.

Emily left early which is a good thing but when Haley went to the kitchen to finally practice her baking skills, she only found out that they had no more eggs. She could have run to Pierre's to get some but she isn't really keen on doing the shopping herself. That's Emily's forte, not hers.

And now, she's been lectured by her sister like she's some rebelled teen.

What a good way to start the year, huh?

Yeah, today is not a good day. 

****

Spring 2

Haley was out with her camera in Cindersap Forest just by the river. Unlike yesterday, it seems Marnie was just as bothered by the smell of her animals and decided to deep clean her ranch or whatever. So, the air was fresh and crisp, allowing Haley to breathe deeply without cringing.

The weather was ideal for taking photos— partly cloudy with a gentle breeze that carried delicate flecks of pollen through the air.

Despite her aversion to dirt and anything that possibly has germs in it, Haley loved taking pictures of nature. Behind the camera lens, she felt a profound connection to the world around her. She was in her element, lost in her own world, and nothing else mattered. Once she found the perfect subject, she was determined to capture it, no matter how dirty or injured she might become.

At this time of the year, the river looked especially magnificent in the soft light, and the falling pollen added a magical touch to the already enchanting scenery.

Just as Haley was about to snap the perfect shot, she heard a little squeak that was impossible to ignore. She turned her head to locate the source and was delighted to discover a...

Squirrel!

The little creature was the cutest thing she had ever seen, second only to the bunnies she had spotted at Marnie's ranch last year.

Haley raised her camera, ready to capture the moment forever. As if sensing her intent, the little guy let out another adorable squeak before darting off toward the deeper part of the forest where the weird old guy with the tower lived. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if it was worth it to follow the squirrel, but her impulsive nature won out in the end.

With ragged breath and hair slightly disheveled, Haley finally caught up to the squirrel. And then, as if time had stopped, she stumbled upon a sight that took her breath away.

There you are, the farmer— Y/n, she reminded herself, with your back hunched over as you fed the little guy a handful of wild walnuts that you had foraged from the forest.

No longer did you look like the poised and polished woman in your dress shirt, tie, and slicked-back hair. Instead, you wore a well-worn jumper over a faded farmer's shirt, with your hair loosely tied up in a haphazard ponytail. 

You looked... different.

It was as if you belonged in this community far more than Haley ever could.

Maybe it's the clothes, or maybe it's the way the little squirrel was so comfortable in your presence.

Before she knew it, Haley's body moved on its own, and she instinctively raised her camera to capture the moment. It was a picture-perfect moment that spoke to her soul, one that was raw, genuine, and brimming with vulnerability.

For years she hadn't seen something as picturesque and just raw and so vulnerable as this.

Suddenly, you whirled on your spot with wide eyes.

Wide, so gray, very surprised gray eyes, and your just as dark eyebrows rose so high it disappeared behind a thin curtain of bangs. The little squirrel darted behind a bush in fright, startled by the sudden flash of Haley's camera.

It felt like ages before Haley's fried brain decided that maybe it was time to finally move and stop making a fool out of herself for the second time around. You are just as frozen, your hands still holding three walnuts suspended in midair.

"Uhm," you started, voice soft and hesitant. Finally standing from your place, Haley could just stare at how tall you are in this proximity. You let out a small smile. "You're the girl with the camera yesterday, right?"

Haley could only nod. The words dying on her tongue. Her brain is still short-circuiting in all ways possible. 

"Oh..." Haley breathes out, her heart racing as she takes in the sight before her. "You're that new farmer girl or whatever, aren't you?"

Just how the hell did the gray get so green though? She wonders as your eyes bore into her with piqued curiosity. Was it the lighting and the green scenery that did it?

Good Yoba.

Is it possible for someone to be blessed with a nose this fine, so shapely up close? And don't even get her started on how a farmer could have such luscious, shiny hair when Haley has to spend hours just to get that shine and bounce that she likes.

What kind of mouth is that even? It's so small yet so plump. It doesn't look chapped though. You don't seem to be a lip gloss type, so you must be using chapstick regularly. That's good.

And wait, were you talking?

"Huh?" she mutters to herself, catching herself from zoning out once again. "Oh... I'm Haley." She manages to respond in what little she had caught up from your ramblings. 

She only understands the word grandpa, Zuzu City, Y/n, and new. 

You smiled and that's all that it took for the accumulating embarrassment to flush on Haley. It was too bright, too happy, too much and Haley couldn't handle all that.

For the first time, she's at loss for words, flustered, and was that her being nervous? 

In a desperate attempt to regain control, Haley shook her head vigorously, hoping to shake off the ridiculous embarrassment that was consuming her.

And what does Haley do when things don't go her way?

She sabotages.

So, it wasn't a surprise when Haley's mouth opened and the next words that came out were ones she never intended to say. It was a defense mechanism, a way to push people away before they could hurt her.

"If it weren't for those horrendous clothes, you might actually be pretty," she blurted out, regretting it as soon as the words left her lips.

Your smile evaporated in a split second and Haley almost missed it immediately.

Almost.

"Excuse me?" You looked offended, and Haley could easily admit that she didn't like your eyes when they were darkened like this. 

"Actually, never mind." She replied, steady and fast. Hoping the farmer didn't really hear her stupid comment. 

Just what the hell is wrong with me anyway?

You pursed your lips and went silent for a second or two as you turned and rummaged on your rucksack which Haley hadn't noticed before. "Here," you held out a freshly picked daffodil, and Haley almost swooned. Almost.

Her lips parted in a soft gasp. "For me?"

"Hmm. It kinda looks like you." 

Haley's lips curved into a small smile. "Thank you."

You hummed in acknowledgment, but you didn't return the smile. Had Haley gone too far with that comment earlier?

Haley rarely feels guilty. She always tells herself that she doesn't have anything to apologize for. Her parents didn't, so why should she?

But right now, that dreadful feeling came resurfacing. It's suffocating. 

The silence is suffocating.

"It's my grandpa's." After what seemed like forever, you turned to her with a small, almost nostalgic smile. You must have noticed Haley's questioning look. "These clothes are his," you clarified. "I moved here with nothing but myself after I decided spontaneously that I can't live a life as I had in Zuzu's." You gave out a low chuckle.

Oh.

That's why you looked like that yesterday. It makes sense now. The guilt now creeps on her like a palpable living force. Emily's words came echoing at the back of her mind.

Being mean can cost you more than you think.

The apology is at the tip of her tongue yet a small part of her, the mean one, kept telling her it was just a harmless comment and that she meant nothing of it. How could she know it was your grandpa's? Or that you suffered back in your old city and you're finding a fresh start here?

Because you didn't even give her a chance to know her before you judged her. This Emily conscience of hers is really starting to scare her. But she's right, she did judge you immediately. 

"I—"

"Sorry, I didn't mean to be so grim." There's that smile again. "Uhm, sorry to cut this short but" you stared at your watch. "I still have to tidy the farm up; you know it's not exactly the cleanest place right now. I just took a break to feed the little guy. I'll catch you later, Haley."

Haley didn't even have the chance to say goodbye.

Or even apologize.

She sighed as she watched you retreat back to your farm.

****

"How do you say sorry?" Haley asked hesitantly, her voice barely above a whisper. She never saw Emily abandon her sewing machine that fast. In record time, she sat beside Haley who chews her bottom lip, clearly troubled. She barely even touched her fruit salad and that's something.

"What did you do?" was her only question yet Haley found herself telling her sister everything. 

Yep, today isn't a good day, too.

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A/n: had to delete the other one due to some minor changes again.

[dalekofchaos]

How is Blackwell even a school?

Blackwell is insanely weird.

It has dorms but also lockers.

A barely functioning staff. We have two teachers, a principal, a custodian and a head of security. There is Mrs Hoida, but we never see her in LIS or BTS. Mr Keaton exists in BTS, but we never hear about him in LIS. There’s a nurse, but we never see her. There’s a coach for the Otters and Bigfoots, but neither Max nor Chloe are athletic, so we never see them. According to Chloe’s report card. There is an Art teacher, Phy Ed teacher, Practical Math and Life Skills Teacher, Social Sciences teacher and Personal Health Teacher. But we never see any of them.

Only two whole classrooms in the whole game.

It’s apparently the only school the town has and also is a super expensive exclusive private school.

It’s a high school that recruits world renowned artists and scientists to teach basic high school level classes.

It’s graduates supposedly go on to become famous successful people yet the school itself resides in a tiny rundown coastal Oregon town.

It costs a fortune to attend and yet it looks like it hasn’t been seriously repaired or renovated since the 1970’s.

Hell it doesn’t even have security cameras on campus.

According to google

"According to a student survey from the National Center for Education Statistics, 86 percent of middle school and high school students have security cameras installed in their schools."

Despite David being an asshole, it's standard procedure to have cameras up in the first place. David is wrong to put cameras in his home to spy on Chloe, but not wrong to have cameras in the school. If there were cameras already placed in Blackwell.

Frank Bowers would never be able to sell on school grounds

Frank never would've been close to Rachel

Nathan never would've gotten away with bringing so many illegal drugs to the Vortex Club

Kate never would've been dosed

Speaking of David. Why is he just a security officer? Why isn't he a cop? Wouldn't it make sense for David to work two jobs since the Prices are in debt? As a cop and as a security officer? The most unrealistic thing about LIS. David was too unstable to be a Arcadia Bay cop. The police have no standards and I'm shocked that David wasn't an instant recruit considering how the police in America wants people with low IQs and doesn’t care for obvious red flags.

Also, School Resource Officers exist.

Then there is the fact that Max…BARELY uses the school of her dreams. We get one or two classes at best. Going to Ms Grant’s class does not count cause Max only went there to help Warren.

Chloe not using Blackwell makes sense. She hates the damn place and would rather learn about Rachel’s anatomy break the rules and chill in the junkyard.

But with Max, shouldn’t she actually be attending classes? I mean if I were attending a big private school at Blackwell, but didn’t attend classes. I think my ass would’ve been suspended within weeks and my tuition set on fire.

What kind of school, a HIGH school lets their students freely roam the halls, leave school grounds or chill in the dorms instead of doing class work?

For that matter. Why the fuck is Blackwell Academy a fucking High School? Why not a college? Art Colleges exists. I'd rather Blackwell be a college and for everyone to be of age, it'd explain a lot of stuff such as the drugs, parties, guns, and just a lot of stuff. Not to mention going through college you are still figuring out stuff, what you want to do with your life, and still figuring out who you are. Would've imo a lot better and explained why half the shit that was happening was.

I get this is an episodic game and there are more pressing concerns, but honestly Blackwell should’ve been like say Bully. We do the day’s worth of classes and then progress to the story. Hell, you could even implement a sort of friendship system. Maybe you pick who you sit next to and that raises Max’s friendship with them. Anything would’ve been better than Max skipping school altogether and just focusing on Chloe. Like we have an entire school, we should not have our focus be on Chloe. There could’ve been ways to work classes into the main story, but no. Blackwell is just background noise and it shows.

But the lack of a full faculty staff or an actual care that anyone actually attends class? What kind of fucking school is this?

[noeou]

𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄.

a celebrity au. a part of your collaboration is the inevitable photoshoot to kick it all off.

includes: leona kingscholar, jamil viper, and azul ashengrotto. ( x gn! reader. )

contains: fluff! no prior relation/strangers to lovers. sort of suggestive, but not too much.

more like this: masterlist. part two.

sincerely noe , foreshadowing? forshadowing <3 (if all goes well.) im sorry for my long, long break. i miss you all :)

leona kingscholar.

oh, how much you hate arrogant bastards.

maybe it was his effortless charisma that got to you, probably, but you wanted to punch him in the face. turn this mature photoshoot to a hospital one real quick. he's very handsy in front of the cameras (not in a weird way), but you're fine with it. it just means he's within kicking distance at any given moment.

the photographer was having a field day with the tension between the two of you. like i said, the concept was more of a mature one. maybe it was because you're both faces of rivaling luxury brands.

takes every chance he gets to annoy you, tugging your hair or pinching your cheeks. you're constantly glaring at his smug face in most of the photos.

you do that pose where he sit between you legs on a couch. you sit on top of the back, him on the couch itself. he rests his arms on your legs and you squish his face, more aggressively than necessary, (payback, but they don't have to know that.)

jamil viper.

it was a collaboration with his band. originally, the fans liked you with a more popular member, but their minds were quickly changed. you spent most of your time talking to him or staring.

it was a school band vibe, yearbook photos and 'classroom' candids.

he avoided you whenever he could, most of your interactions occurred on your own time because of this. when you had the chance to ask him why, though, he just mumbled about needing to focus and that was that.

very much you trying to get a reaction from him but it only having that effect on you, not so much him.

in one of the photos you're sitting on a desk, leaning forward with a mic in your hand. you use it to lift the band member's gaze to yours. the flustered look on your face at his compliance was genuine.

azul ashengrotto.

you and azul were the main leads for a new romance drama. its release was a hit and the only things fan could talk about (aside from the show itself) was your chemistry, this photoshoot was only more proof of that.

its concept was cooking and took place in a kitchen setting. the high budget allowed the two of you to actually attempt at cooking something and they'd take candids for 'realism.' you were also vlogging it on the side.

azul wasn't only nice to work with on set but also off. he's invited you and some of your (close) coworkers to his home where he cooked for you all, it made this shoot feel more natural and less awkward.

something that you learned while working together is how shy azul actually is. whenever you looked up, meeting azul's concentrated face, you made sure to wash your hands and reach for your camera. don't get me started on his malfunctions to follow.

while azul's distracted, you get a camera person's attention in secret. you place a stool behind him and stand up on it, reaching to hug him from behind but instead pulling his lips up in a smile. your attention fully on him as you whispered, "smile.."

[gregoryeddiesgoldchain]

um okay i saw someone else do this and i really enjoyed it so here's my thoughts from this week's episode of abbott. obviously spoilers ahead

the first five minutes of this epsiode are some of the funniest tv i've seen so far this year!! OMG the face barbara makes to the camera, tariq's line from shaq lmao this show is so fucking good man

"i'm afraid of all natural disasters, of which there will be scores in our lifetime" - janine teagues once again being the voice i need on tv lol. currently making a bug-out bag for my grandparents cause this shit is nawt a game.

just gonna say this here and now- manny is fine and sweet idc what y'all say!

gregory eddie with the reveal that both mortons work at abbott!! i hope we get to see more of them that's so cute.

"I got so good at ignoring Janine, I never noticed she was pregnant" ummm this is y'alls queen?? sorry she irks me so bad sometimes. she's the only one still doing this "we hate janine and she's so annoying" thing and it's getting tired.

oh i loovee ava popping in on janine at her district office and i'm so excited to see how they expand their relationship this season!! honestly probably going to make a separate post to talk about all the good ass avanine moments from this episode but i just love them.

"really helps fill the janine-sized hole in my heart" thank you jacob for always holding it down for my baby janine!! i love their friendship sm

as someone who eats my lunch in my car every day just to get some quiet alone time i understand gregory very much but also let them babies in your classroom beloved

"Gregory Eddie, is no woman safe from your incompetence with the opposite sex?" omgg this felt mean lol poor gregory but also she's right and she should say it! mr eddie is on a journey this season but idk where we going chile. like for a man who started out wanting to be principal of this school i think " i don't want the responsibility" is a weird take idk. we shall see honey.

"Your advice goes harder than that thang, Mrs Howard" lmaoo whoever wrote that line i'm giving you specifically a kiss on the cheek for making me cackle oh so hard

also someone pleaseee make a compilation of all the cute pins and brooches miss teagues is wearing with her lil work outfits like are you kidding me!! she's so cute pls.

[sentimental-idiot25]

SSmonth day 12: Yearbook This also doubles as a requested high school AU prompt! SS: High School AU A few days before the start of Sakura's senior year in high school, excitement and anticipation filled the air. As the elected senior class president, Sakura played a vital role in organizing various student events. Driven by her ambition to make a positive impact and pursue her lifelong dream of becoming a doctor, she aimed to excel academically and secure admission to a reputable university.

One of the upcoming events was the student orientation, which Sakura and the student leadership group were in charge of organizing. Their school, Konohagakure High School, was renowned for its academic excellence and nurturing strong leadership qualities. Assembled from the brightest minds and hearts in the school, this young leadership group embarked on their preparations.

"Alright, everyone," Mr. Hatake announced, "You will be the first to have your photos taken for the yearbook and collect your school supplies. Make sure to finish before the first wave of students arrives. And remember, if you have any questions, reach out to me or Sakura. She'll be in the gymnasium at the yearbook section. As for me, I'll be in the leadership classroom, immersed in my book... so go to Sakura if you need anything!" The students chuckled at their teacher's remark, knowing he was only half-joking.

The students dispersed, and Sakura, being stationed at the yearbook section, was one of the last to have her photo taken. She sat down in the chair, and a student from the photography program asked if she was ready. "Yup!" she replied.

"Hey, Sakura!" Naruto called out. He was one of the captains of the sports teams on campus and was like a little brother to Sakura, though he had a knack for occasionally bothering her, as any little brother would.

As Sakura posed for the photo, Naruto's interruption caused her to become distracted. Annoyed, she looked at him. "Oops, sorry. I'll ask Mr. Hatake," Naruto said, walking off slowly, feeling guilty.

"Can I take another one, please, Sasuke?" Sakura asked the photographer.

Sasuke sighed, sounding exhausted even though the day had just begun. "It's supposed to be only one photo per person..."

"But I got distracted... please?" Sakura pleaded.

"Hn... fine," Sasuke reluctantly agreed. He walked behind the camera and took another photo of her.

"Can I see it?" Sakura asked excitedly.

"We usually don't show it to people..." Sasuke hesitated.

"Please? Come on, no one else is coming in for another couple of minutes," Sakura insisted.

Sasuke gestured for her to join him and view the photo, giving a slight nod of his head. Smiling, she rose from her seat and walked over to his side. As she leaned in to peer at the camera, she found herself in close proximity to him.

"Oh, I hate to do this..." she said timidly, "Can I fix my hair and take another photo?"

Sasuke cast his gaze downward, noting the significant height difference between them, as Sakura stood a head shorter than him. With a subtle nod, he responded, "Hn... go ahead and take a seat again." Sakura reached out and gently grasped his arm.

Her smile brightened as she expressed her gratitude, "Thank you, Sasuke!"

A few meters away, the senior class secretary, Lee, approached Shikamaru, who was busy texting his girlfriend from a rival high school. "Hey, Shikamaru... who is that guy?" Lee asked, pointing toward the photographer.

Shikamaru, still focused on his phone, replied, "Oh, who?"

"Look up, and you'll see... the photographer!" Lee insisted.

Shikamaru glanced at the back of the photographer's head and instantly recognized him. "Oh, that's Sasuke Uchiha. He's the head of the visual arts program at school, specializing in photography," Shikamaru explained. He also noticed Sakura clinging to Sasuke's arm and teased, "Getting jealous, are you?"

Blushing, Lee tried to hide his embarrassment. "No, it's not like that! I was just wondering who he was because I've never seen him before."

"I think they live in the same neighborhood, along with Naruto," Shikamaru added.

"They've known each other their entire lives?" Lee wondered.

"I suppose... ah, damn, she's looking at us. She probably wants us to get back to work," Shikamaru said, leaving the gym to go to his assigned station. Lee lingered for a moment longer, trying to catch another glimpse of Sasuke and Sakura. Sasuke turned around, making direct eye contact with Lee, who immediately felt intimidated and hurried after Shikamaru.

Sasuke leaned over slightly to adjust the camera's focus, glancing at Sakura. "You certainly rule with an iron fist," he remarked, standing back and positioning himself beside the camera, his hand resting on the capture button.

"I'm just passionate about my job, that's all," Sakura playfully rolled her eyes.

Sasuke looked at the camera and then back at her. "Hey, Sakura," he said, amused, "look at the camera and not me for your photo."

Sakura's face reddened as she redirected her focus to the camera, flashing a picture-perfect smile for the yearbook. The flash went off, and Sasuke raised an eyebrow, smirking at her. "Wanna see it?" he asked.

Sakura smiled and scoffed, "You know me so well." She got up and looked at the photo, exclaiming, "That's the one!" with a wide smile.

While Sakura continued to admire the photo, Naruto reappeared, attempting to sneak up behind her. "Hey, Sakura! Did you get your perfect shot?" he teased, grinning mischievously.

Sakura turned around, catching Naruto in the act. "Oh, not you again, Naruto," she said, rolling her eyes. "But yes, I did. Thanks to Sasuke here. He agreed to take it one more time."

Naruto's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, Sasuke, you actually bent the rules for Sakura? You must like her more than you let on!" He laughed and playfully nudged Sasuke.

Sasuke's expression remained unchanged, but a faint blush appeared on Sakura's cheeks. "Naruto, stop teasing us. Sasuke was just being helpful, that's all."

As the other students began to enter the gymnasium, Sakura straightened up, adjusting her posture. "Well, we better get back to work, Naruto. We have a lot to prepare for the student orientation. And Sasuke, thanks again for the photo."

Sasuke nodded, his dark eyes meeting Sakura's with a subtle warmth. "No problem, Sakura. If you need any more help, you know where to find me."

Sakura and Sasuke remained near the yearbook photo area, occasionally exchanging lingering glances that Naruto had keenly noticed. As the day came to an end, Sakura felt exhausted. She headed towards the student parking lot and approached an expensive sleek black car.

"Well, you came out late," Sasuke remarked.

"Mr. Hatake and I were discussing our plans for the seniors this year... Plus, I've become the go-to person who's here first and leaves last," Sakura replied, sinking into her seat.

"So, does that mean I'll have to accompany you when you arrive and leave?" Sasuke teased.

Playfully smacking his arm, Sakura asked, "Is that an official offer, Sasuke?"

"It could be... What kind of boyfriend would I be otherwise?" Sasuke responded.

"True..." Sakura's tone turned lighthearted. "So, no one suspected?"

Sasuke inquired, "Surprised that no one did."

"I mean, they'll figure it out eventually, but that damn Naruto must've spilled the beans to some people, I assume," Sakura laughed.

Sasuke smirked, leaning back in his seat. "Well, he's not exactly discreet, is he? But let them speculate all they want. It's our business, after all."

Sakura glanced at him, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "You know, it's kind of exciting, having a secret like this. It's like we're playing a game, hiding our feelings from everyone."

Chuckling, Sasuke acknowledged, "I suppose you're right. It does add a certain thrill. But it won't be a secret forever. Eventually, we'll have to let everyone know."

Agreeing, Sakura nodded, her smile widening. "I can't wait for that day. I want to see their surprised faces when they find out that the stoic Sasuke Uchiha is actually my boyfriend."

Sasuke's expression softened as he reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind Sakura's ear. "And I can't wait to see your smile when they find out. It's a sight I never get tired of."

For a moment, they sat in comfortable silence, reveling in the joy of their secret relationship. As the sun began to set, Sakura finally spoke up. "I should get going. My parents will start worrying if I'm too late."

Sasuke started the engine, backing the car out of the parking lot. As he turned his head to look behind him, he extended his arm around Sakura's seat. Pausing for a moment, he leaned in to kiss her before adjusting the car into drive. Together, they drove out of the parking lot and headed home.

[himebushou]

Okay, I think this is happening -- I've been drawn in and I'm now rewatching The Prince of Tennis.

Thoughts on Episodes 2 through to 6 below.

Ep 2 - Samurai Junior

Inoue appears! This guy is so important for the audience as he explains so much tennis teminology to us (at Shiba's expense, whoops) but the fact that he works for a (presumably) well-known tennis magazine yet spends so much time covering the middle school scene is... odd. Like, he's there for the entirety of Seigaku's ranking tournament? What about the other Kanto schools?

HE TALKS ABOUT NANJIROU and says how Nanjirou 'might have even won the Grand Slam'. To my memory, Nanjiroh was one match away from becoming World No. 1 (is that possible without winning a slam?) but suddenly quit because, y'know. The boy.

Ryoma does this lil glower after the first time he meets Momo and it's so funny, lol

Ryoma's contrary nature is RIDICULOUS. Arai demands that the freshmen introduce themselves, which the Ichinen Trio do, but Ryoma? Just stands there. Like, CHILD. He asked for your name! these are not state secrets!

So of course, we have the whole thing with Arai trying to con the freshmen and Ryoma gets pretty mad about Arai trying to fleece the freshmen -- he gets pretty heroic (?) about the whole thing and, with it, very bratty: "If I hit the can 100x, do I get 100,000 yen?"

Then Momo is there and it really seems like he just wants to beat Ryoma up!

Rather adorably, Horio umpires the Ryoma v. Momo match. When Ryoma's about to serve, the Triple Counter OST starts playing (I really don't remember any of the titles from the OST -- except Yuugure -- but I'm sure everyone knows what I mean). It's very cool.

Tomo-chan sees Ryoma serve ONCE and calls him Ryoma-sama -- MY GIRL.

And then we get our first Nanjiroh appearance! And it turns out that he even has an umpire's chair at the temple, so? Who is umpiring his games against Ryoma? Nanako? RINKO??

Ryoma also tells the Ichinen Trio that he learnt to play tennis at a temple. Um. Ryoma is a big liar because he has only lived in front of said temple for about 5 minutes. What a DORK. In the best way!

(The temple is absolutely gorgeous by the way.)

Ep. 3 - The Seigaku Regulars Make Their Debut!

Man -- so we see Sakuno and Tomo-chan in one of the classrooms overlooking the courts and they comment on how cool the team is -- and then the camera pans up to Tezuka who's on the floor above, watching silently and I just enjoyed that so much. Like, at this stage, Tezuka is a bit of a mystery, so it's so fun!

Then Horio brags about how strong Momo is and Ryoma spends an eternity tying his shoelaces. Many moons ago (we're talking about 15 years ago, at least), I read this blog post about how much screentime is dedicated to Ryoma TYING HIS LACES and, honestly, I've never been able to get that post out of my head. Truly incredible stuff.

Guhhh I hate the obsession with heirarchy at Seigaku... Hyoutei and Rikkaidai are a heck of a lot more flexible, whoops.

Oishi! Beloved Oishi! Until he gets to the courts, the freshmen are just running around doing Tasks -- then Oishi arrives and tells them to practice playing because he wants them to get a good feel for the way things run at Seigaku. And it's so heart-warming! Oishi recognises that these kids are there because they want to have fun and he does these little things throughout the early eps to build camaraderie -- like when the freshmen are cheering for Seigaku in episode 8 or 9, Oishi teases, "Freshmen, we can't hear you!" and it's just... wow. Oishi's not there to pull rank: he's there to encourage the team. Tezuka honestly could not have had a better VC.

(I'm honestly just loving this so much... everyone's regarding Ryoma as this potential problem and sussing him out and being in this privileged position of knowing how much this team will grow to love him -- and how much he'll grow to love them -- is really special. It's really incredible to see this journey again.)

Arai behaves like a dork, gets scolded by Tezuka and told to run laps, questions this, and is then told to run more laps. Ryoma just dutifully runs his laps without any argument (the slight contradictions in his personality are so funny -- like he will sometimes rail against authority and, at other times, just accept it without question).

Come to think of it... Ryoma and Gon Freeccs get pretty similar treatment, I think, in that we don't get a look-in at their literal thoughts? Compare that to how often we're in Killua's head, for example, or Inui's or Oishi's or whoever's and... it's a very interesting way of storytelling.

Eps 4 & 5 - The One Named Viper & Snake Shot

AND SO, THE RANKING TOURNAMENT IS UNDERWAY.

Man, there are so many girls watching the ranking tournament? The tennis club is so popular lol

WE SEE RINKO FOR THE FIRST TIME. Of course, her face isn't shown, but!! She's there!

Ryoma's match against Kaidoh is a lot of fun. Momo's on standby to provide commentary to the Ichinen Trio (and they correctly determine that he's so knowledgeable about Kaidoh's playstyle on account of having lost to Kaidoh, which is hilarious). Ryoma impresses everyone by pulling off his own version of the Snake Shot -- the Buggy Whip Shot! -- and phew, good stuff. There's a lot of technical tennis talk.

(I hate how Kaidoh hurts himself at the end of the match. Both Kaidoh and Sanada need to be seen by school counsellors or something.)

I love seeing Ryoma get squashed by the Ichinen Trio -- he looks slightly bewildered, haha.

Ep 6 - That Man, Echizen Nanjirou

OOFT, probably my favourite episode so far! Nanjirou has become my second favourite in The Prince of Tennis (no prizes for guessing my favourite) and this episode is wonderful.

Inoue barges over to the Echizen house and ends up playing a game with Nanjirou -- the stipulation is that Nanjirou will only answer Inoue's questions if Inoue manages to get a point past him. Despite this, Nanjirou ends up telling Inoue a lot: he explains that he quit his pro career because playing with the 'impudent' Ryoma is a heck of a lot more fun than playing his pros and geez, Nanjirou loves his son SO MUCH. Nanjirou also explains that Ryoma's tennis style is currently identical to his and, to go further, there are some things Ryoma has to achieve. We get to see some of Nanjirou's skill.

The only question Nanjirou doesn't answer is when Inoue suggests that Ryoma's being trained to go pro. Nanjirou's pretty dismissive of this idea (AND WE KNOW WHY! YAHOO!).

Ryoma has a conversation with Sakuno and says that he doesn't know when he started playing tennis -- it's been part of his life for as long as he can remember and he couldn't quite even if he wanted to because there's something he has to do. So, once again, this episode sets up one of the major themes/conflicts of The Prince of Tennis.

(It turns out that the temple is behind the Echizen's house! Nanako -- the sweetheart -- explains that the monk is currently on a retreat and that Nanjirou just made a court without permission. This is one interaction I desperately want more information on.)

So... yeah. I'm genuinely having a whale of a time.

[rainydaydally]

Here in this labyrinth (I’m trapped) Chapter 3

Warnings:

Transphobia T-slur Dysphoria Being outed (obviously) Crying Mentions of homophobia Cussing

“Here. Walking to the front office to sign you out now.” His mom texts him. He lets out a sigh of relief as he reads the text. “Ok. Grabbing my things now.” He texts back. Kyle grabs his items, and gets another text from his mom. “Liane Cartman is here too. Principal Victoria needs to talk with us about something.” “Oh sh*t,” Kyle thinks. “If the principal wants to talk to her, then that means-” and coincidentally his thoughts were interrupted by someone on the loudspeaker saying “Kyle Broflovski to the principal’s office. I repeat, Kyle Broflovski to the Principal’s office.” Kyle sighs, exiting the classroom after hearing a collection of “Ooos” from his classmates.

Kyle opens the door to the principal’s office, with Cartman in one chair and his mom standing behind him, and Kyle’s mom standing behind a chair next to Cartman’s. “Oh god.” Kyle eyerolls when he sees Cartman. “Not this f*cking tr*nny again.” Cartman mumbles, though everyone could hear. “Eric!” Liane scolds.

“Okay, Kyle come in and sit down.” Principal Victoria says. Kyle shuts the door behind him and sits in the empty seat. “So Sheila, Liane, you are probably wondering why you are here. Eric has outed Kyle as a transgender male to the whole school, by taking pictures of his personal diary and putting them everywhere.” Principal Victoria explains, which results in a gasp from Kyle’s mom before she says “That’s terrible!” Liane also reacts, “Oh you poor boy.” She says to Kyle, before saying to Cartman, “Eric, you are in big trouble. You are now grounded for 6 months.” “Principal Victoria! There’s no proof I did that!” Cartman whines. “We have video cameras, you know. We watched the videos from last night of you sneaking in here.” “Jeez, how much of an idiot can you be, not even thinking to have a disguise or something?” Kyle sneers. “I did have one, though! How could you tell it was me?!” Cartman questions angrily. “Probably because you’re the fattest kid in town. No matter what disguise you wear people will know it’s Cartman.” Kyle says, “Kyle…” Principal Victoria sighs. “Eric, you just had a black t-shirt on, we could still see your face.” “No ski masks fit me!” Cartman whines, earning a laugh from Kyle.

“Anyways, I think that Eric deserves suspension for the rest of the week.” She says. “That’s like a vacation! He should be getting in trouble, not rewarded!” Kyle huffs, crossing his arms over his chest. “Okay, how about Eric stays late at school every day the rest of the month,” Cartman shrugs, but Principal Victoria wasn’t finished, “and while he’s here he has to write an essay on whatever topic Mr. Garrison chooses.” Cartman whines, “Mr. Garrison hates me!” A smug look appears on Kyle’s face, “I don’t care what it is, as long as he is upset about it.” He thinks, but he might as well have said it out loud. “Well, Kyle, you can go home now, this must be a very hard day for you.” Principal Victoria says to Kyle, who nods and feels his eyes start to burn. “Thanks for talking with me Sheila and Liane. Cartman, you can go back to class, and you won’t be leaving until 6 PM tonight.” Cartman grunts in response and leaves, and Kyle, Shiela, and Liane follow. Cartman heads the other way down the hall back to class, and the rest walk to the front doors.

“Goodbye, Sheila. See you soon, Kyle!” Liane says, and Kyle just gives her a shy wave as she gets inside her car, and him and his mom get into theirs. Before Kyle knows it, his mother’s arms are around him, tight. “Oh, Bubbie. You are my perfect boy, you know that? Do not listen to what Eric or any other horrible kid says to you.” Kyle feels warmth in his heart as he lets go of the embrace, and pulls his phone out of his pocket, which has been bugging him a while. “Stan; 5 texts. Kenny; 2 texts.” He unlocks his phone and checks Kenny’s first. “Hey dude, I’m so sorry for all this.” “We should have told you Cartman read it, but we were too stupid.” Kyle’s lips quirk up at the last remark, coming up with a good reply. “Yeah, I can tell./HJ” “Wow, so you’re half serious…?” Kenny says. Kyle just says “LMAO” and then checks Stan’s texts.

“I am so sorry Cartman did that you really didn’t deserve to be outed like that, and Kenny and I should have told you and we might’ve been able to stop him, I’m sorry.” “Also I’m always here if you need to talk…” “And I don’t like, see you any differently. Like, you’re still Kyle to me.” “Hey, you’re not at second period, where are you? I can’t find you, I heard you went to the principal’s but ???” “Also, if it’s okay with you I would like to come over.” Kyle responds with, “My mom picked me up early. That’s why I’m not at class. Also, you coming over after school is fine with me (and my mom) if it’s okay with yours.” Stan “likes” the message, and Kyle goes back to talking with his mom about nothing in particular.

“-And then she agreed.” Sheila says as her and Kyle enter the house. “That’s great.” Kyle says, taking his shoes off before walking to the stairs. “I’m gonna go upstairs and shower before Stan comes over.” Kyle says with tired eyes, and walks into his room. He grabs the clothes he wants to change into afterwards and a towel, and heads to the bathroom.

20 minutes later he exits the bathroom, and blow dries his hair. He brushes his hair, puts in hair product and then goes to sit on his bed. He decided not to put his binder back on and to take a break until Stan arrives. He gets under his blankets and puts his comfort playlist on shuffle, and before he knows it, tears are falling from his eyes again. He sniffles, rubbing his wet eyes with the back of his hand. Kyle can feel himself slowly drifting to sleep, so he wakes himself up and texts Stan “Be here at 4:45.” Stan replies with “Ok.” Kyle sets an alarm for 3:30, so he will have 3 hours to nap, and enough time to get woken up and ready before Stan arrives. He turns off his phone, and shuts his red and puffy eyes and slowly drifts to sleep, exhausted from the day he has had.

Kyle’s body jerks awake to the sound of his horrid alarm. He groans, pressing the “Stop” button on his phone, and continuing to lie in his bed. He stays there for a few minutes, opening snaps from people, most with questions like; “are you okay?”, but the occasional few similar to; “lol I can’t believe you’re a girl.” He leaves them all on opened.

He crawls out of his nest of blankets and walks over to his dresser and puts on his binder and a sweatshirt, feeling a bit colder than before. His hair is a bit messy from sleeping on it so he brushes it, it going in all different directions. He goes downstairs and watches TV for a while with some snacks and soda, before the doorbell eventually rings. He hops up from the couch and opens the door, the black haired boy standing there. “Hey, Stan.” Kyle says, but Stan just responds by pulling him into a tight hug. Kyle wraps his arms around Stan too, before they both let go, and Kyle lets Stan inside.

“Let’s go up to my room.” Kyle says, leading Stan up the creaky stairs and up to his bedroom. Stan and Kyle sit down across from eachother on his bed, silence consuming them before Stan finally speaks up. “I’m… still sorry that me and Kenny didn’t tell you. I really didn’t know.” Stan says, looking into Kyle’s eyes as he tucks Kyle’s messy hair behind his ear. “It’s alright Stan. We probably wouldn’t have been able to do anything, anyways.” Kyle shrugs. “I guess you’re right. I hope no one has been a complete *ss to you since you’ve been outed.” Stan says honestly, shifting his sitting position to get more comfortable. “I guess it hasn’t been too bad. I still feel like everyone is watching me, though. It feels like everyone is noticing and singling out my feminine features.” Kyle admits, looking at his hands in his lap. “No, dude. You are perfect.” Stan says softly, quickly realizing what he said could’ve been taken the wrong way. “Uhh… anyways. I want to talk to you about the other things written in your diary.” Kyle sees where Stan is going with this. “The things about me. How you feel depressed when Wendy and I are dating, how you think I’m the ‘prettiest boy ever,’ and… that you love me.” Kyle feels his heart drop. He was so worried about being outed as trans that he forgot about being outed as gay. He had completely forgotten what he had written about how much he loves Stan. “This situation couldn’t get any worse… My life is totally f*cked. Stan is going to hate me- *everyone* is going to hate me.” Kyle thinks to himself, but before Kyle could have that train of thought get worse, Stan grabbed his hands and said something that changed everything.

“I love you, too.”

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[theloststarboy]

Hey there, I’m Ian or milo (whatever you prefer they’re both two syllables…) and I’m a film nerd! I’m also a regular nerd, so I wrote a script to scenes from the goldfinch book, that eaither should have been in the movie or I wanted to rewrite.

These scenes were originally written with a freind in mind but they are not capable of filming it, and was intended to be shot with only one actor as I didn’t have a friend that fit well for Theo so I made it seem like it was purely a artistic idea. Not to mention my freind is aroace and I rewrote the kiss scene with the knowledge that she would not feel comfortable doing anything! Yet it can be rewritten for other people to be in it that aren’t voice actors or just out of frame etc.

I Hope y’all enjoy this and I plan on filming it but,..it probably won’t exist for a while haha. (Editing, finding actors, filming, audio and lighting design,..but maybe I can do this as a project for my film class,..)

It’s best seen on computer so formatting may be off if you’re using tumblr mobile, Also tumblr fucks up format all the time script below the cut!!

Warnings for gore, drugs, alcohol, implied abuse.

Note: I google translated some Ukraine for Boris’s scene with his father, if anyone knows Ukrainian please correct me as I only partially know Russian!! Once again ignore formatting issues haha

GOLDFINCH ‘DELETED SCENES’ FILM PROJECT

Written, directed, filmed, and, edited by: Milo G

Boris pavloski: (??? Was gonna be karina…)

SCENE: classroom, you can hear voices talking about the book; walden. bringing up points and counterpoints but the camera focuses on a boy with shaggy black hair, deep sunken cheeks and dark eyebags, his hair is greasy and looks hard to tame, he sat looking bored and uninterested. A student says something.

Boris: Twat.

(He shakes his head like he couldn't believe these people, the camera doesn't leave from the boys face)

Teacher: Did somebody say something back there?

Boris: like thoreau gave a toss about roads

Teacher: thoreau was the first environmentalist

Girl: he was also the first vegetarian

(talking continues and eventually boris lets out a sharp laugh, the teacher and other students continue talking as boris starts to slunk in his chair, grumbling and playing with the leather bracelets on his wrist, the camera faces boris head on.)

(the shot changes to Boris sitting down on the bus, when he sits, he bounces almost like he has no control of his lanky limbs and bones. Like he had just grown into this body. Boris looks over to the seat next to him, and laughs)

Boris: hah, harry potter

(you cant see the boy next to boris, but boris is enamored, clearly wanting to keep the conversation going)

Theo: fuck you

(boris barks out a laugh)

Boris: Where's your broomstick?

Theo: left it at hogwarts. What about you, where's your board?

Boris: eh?

(boris leans into the boy, cupping his ear as to convey that he can't hear him)

Theo: your shirt, there's not much boarding in the desert.

(the boy was wearing a snowboarding shirt, black with some kind of clipart of a man snowboarding(describe better when i actually have the shirt))

Boris: nyah. I just hate the sun

(boris adjusts his hair and leans back in his seat, he seems comfortable with where he is, and doesn't feel the need to adjust to let theo have room on the seat, he wraps his arm around the back of the seat and grins dopily)

(the SCENE moves to boris, he laid awake staring at the ceiling in a dimly lit room the camera is above his head, as if it were on the ceiling, there's a body next to him, but it's too zoomed into him that you cant see him, but you know it's theo. Boris’s eyes are wide as if he's in thought before he shifts his head, facing to where the boy is)

Boris: Potter, you awake?

Theo: Can I ask you something?

(Beat)

Theo: What does the moon look like in Indonesia?

Boris: What are you on about?

(Boris stares at Theo with adoration, a small smile visible through the dim lights)

Theo: or…I don’t know… Russia? Is it just the same here?

(Boris props himself up on his elbow still staring at Theo off screen, he yawns he reaches over and his hand moves off screen, rapping his knuckles onto theos temple a sign for ‘idiot’)

Boris: same everywhere. And why?

Theo: dunno.

(boris rolls his eyes, you can hear yelling in the background, as boris adjusts to look back up at the camera, bouncing softly on the mattress.)

(the SCENE changes once more to boris’s house, still set on boris, he's walking confidently, without worry until he tenses up, and stops walking, the camera stops moving with them abruptly, as if it were expecting them to continue walking.)

Theo: hi.

(Theos voice should sound nervous, shaky. Meanwhile Boris looks terrified, glancing from beside him to theo, to beyond the camera, he takes a step forward, protectively.)

Boris’s dad: hello

(they exchange something in ukrainian,boris should seem confident and formal when speaking ukrainian the translation should be something like “who is this?” “a friend.” “the boy?” “yes.” “ah! Tell him he is welcome anytime, and for holiday, you will stay at his house, yes?” “yes” “where does he live, fathers name?” “four blocks down, big house, under renovation. Larry potter.” translation: "хто це?" "друг." "хлопець?" "так." «ах! Скажи йому, що він завжди рад, а на відпустку ти залишишся в його будинку, так?» «так» «де він живе, ім’я батька?» «Чотири квартали нижче, великий будинок, на ремонті. Ларрі Поттер»).

(Boris watches in a look of disgust, as his dad talks to theo, and he starts to tear up, just a bit when he mentions that theo is like his son, soon after the exchange they leave to boris’s room)

Theo: What was that about?

Boris: believe me. You don't want to know.

Theo: Is he loaded all the time? How does he keep his job?

Boris: high official in the company or something

(Boris was previously looking out a window, he stops when he hears the sound of his dads truck leaving the curtain closes in front of the camera but is quickly changed over to Boris sitting in a chair in the corner of his room.)

boris(continued):”he won't be back for a while. He feels bad for leaving me so much alone. He knows a holiday is coming up, and asked if i could stay at your house”

Theo: well, you do that all the time anyway

Boris: he knows that, that's why he thanks you, but-i hope you don't mind- i gave him your wrong address

Theo: why?

Boris: because I think maybe you don't want him rolling up drunk at your house waking your dad and Xandra up out of bed. Also-if he ever asks-he thinks your last name is potter

Theo: why?

(he seems serious, as if he knows something bad can, and will happen.)

Boris: is better this way. Trust me

Scene: playground.

(boris is swinging softly on the swings, if the ground is shown, a bottle of vodka is placed there. boris is covered in blood and bruised his nose is bloody, and it should be dripping down soaking his shirt. his hands and knees are scraped, his eye is bruised and his hair is sticking to his head due to the amount of blood, and sweat.)

Theo: that was the weirdest thing ive ever seen

(boris leaves the swings to sit onto the ground resting on his scraped hands, staring up at the sky, he sings)

Boris: wszystkie dzieci nawet złe

Pograzone sa we snie

A ty jedna tylko nie

A-a-a a-a-a

He's killed a man once. Beat a man to death in a mine. It's true, in New guinea. He made it look like rocks fell and killed the man. But we still had to leave right after. Not fists. With a uh

(he gestures to hitting like a baseball bat)

boris(cont.): pipe wrench

(beat)

Theo: does it hurt

Boris: What do you think?

(he stands and starts walking, he laughs, a small chuckle that turns to furious laughter before he's gagging on the side of the road he gets up quickly and starts singing again)

Boris:

A-a-a a-a-a

Były sobie kotki dwa

A-a-a kotki dwa

Szarobure--

(he jerks slightly as theo has kicked him)

Theo: english!

Boris: Here I'll teach you. A-a-a a-a-a--

Theo: tell me what it means

Boris: Alright I will, there once were two small kittens, they both were a grayish brown a-a-a oh sleep my darling, and I'll give you a star from the sky. All the children are fast asleep, all others, even the bad ones, all children are sleeping but you. A-a-a a-a-a there once were two small kittens--

(The SCENE changed Boris is staring up , he is on his knees Boris is on the floor of a bathroom whrn he seizes a bloodied hand, it was Theos and the knuckles are bleeding blood dripped down his fingers and dried, cracked. He looks up past the camera, presumably where Theos face was and looking up, presses a soft kiss to his knuckles.)

(the SCENE changes, this time, a side profile of boris, hes talking to theo late at night, outside, theo is speaking frantically, a light illuminates boris’s face softly and his eyes widen, he looks uncomfortable, almost as if he's hiding something, you can still see remnants of his fathers beating, no bruises but on the side of his head is a light scar.)

Boris: potter

(theo stops speaking, and boris leaves the frame, the camera doesn't follow him, his eyes are wide, terrified, he opens his mouth as if to say something, but instead he runs, and the camera doesn't bother to follow him this time, instead, the screen fades to black, and credits roll)

[turtlesocksv2]

Liveblogging Dead Friend Forever Ep 5

Flashback Time! Let's Go!

only at the 2:40 timestamp and already there's some crunchy little details. Tee has money - where from? He tells Top to go clean the toilets at Por's house for spending money, but we all know that's not what Tee is up to. And it's soooo convenient that there's a short film contest and it just so happens that Por has an idea for it and also a location to shoot in that just so happens to be in the Cult Murder Woods. Here at 2:40 in I am still banging the drum of Por And His Family Are True Believers. Will I be putting on my clown shoes later? Perhaps!

Jin and Tee are both skeptical that they'll be able to pull it off. Por and Fluke are really trying hard to get Tee to agree... Por mentions selling tickets to see the movie and the music changes and you can see Tee fall for it. Why is Tee so desperate for money when he's buying expensive In Game Purchases? does he have a gatcha gambling problem lmao.

Non is so unsure when he comes into the planning room and is immediately bullied! Why are they so mean! He's the only one giving actual ideas! And I see that Jin isn't involved in the bullying and doesn't know the backstory between them. Poor Non does seem a little weird but not in a bad way. The way they're just using him to get a script is so mean!

Wait, are they in a fucking Catholic School hold up i gotta rewind that. "Think Good, Do Good, Be A Good Person" I mean....words to live by i guess. Not that these Mean Girls-ass friends will pay any attention.

Ooooh, Por telling Non to send the script digitally he doesn't want a literal paper trail he is already planning to steal the credit! He's doing all this work and they're still calling him Greasy! These shitheads deserve what's coming to them. Jin is right to call them out about it. No wonder Jin will be the Final Girl. Non, sweetie, please develop some self respect!

ok but like JinNon are being really cute together. no wonder if Non gets a crush on him.

OK OK OK HOLD THE FUCK UP. THIS CONVERSATION BETWEEN NON'S PARENTS IS INTERESTING. Non has a sibling they send money to, but they're having money problems and can only afford to pay their bills this month and don't have the money to spare. Non's mom wants to take an emergency loan to cover it and if I learned anything from Kinnporsche one of those things was don't take sketchy emergency loans because the mafia will come after you. Mom mentions to Non that New is studying abroad buuuuuuut....hmmm. it just seems shady.

Non's sure on a lot of pills for a highschooler. also, someone with a heart for their contact name is asking if he took his meds....

Top is the fucking worst. but Por's not any better really. I did laugh at "Move, my beloved Greasy will sit here" and the way the other kids scattered. Por really is throwing his family's money and influence around isn't he. ugh the way Por and Top wipe their hands after touching Non is so gross and mean and awful.

oh no. Hot Teacher just offered to give Non a ride home and i feel nothing but dread.

Gambling Hall! Oh my god i was right about the gambling lmao. Anyway, Tee's in the mafia. so that's fun.

That lady on the board saw Por's name and was like "oh. we definitely don't want to make his parents mad" the way she nudged the other judge!

can't believe they tried to exclude Non from the results reveal oh wait, yes i can. because they're the worst.

Por's mom spoils him but lmao you can see that his dad is just Done even if he does get worn down by mom.

Por is so fucking stupid for leaving that expensive-ass camera in the unlocked classroom. Top is so fucking stupid for messing around with the camera. I hate Top so much oh my god.

oh no. Tee is going to frame Non for it isn't he. that was the money Por was saying he shouldn't have taken from Non isn't it. And we know Non's family has money problems!!! Tee is the worst. lmao at Fluke just being there the whole time.

I like that Jin knows what's up and tried to defend Non.

I really want to know who ❤️ is. Is it New? Is it Hot Teacher?

Boo Tee trying to drag poor Non into his Mafia shit. leave him alone! Haven't you done enough???!

[deadbydad]

I'm so fucking tired of the people at my school.

I didn't have school today, thank fuck.

But two months ago for my Sci-fi class we all made a script for a screen play, and mine was one that was chosen to be filmed.

I made myself the director because, well I fucking made the script so it's only right that I be the director.

But every single time I wanted a certain scene to be filmed in a certain way or I wanted the camera to be angled in a certain way...

I was always told by two people and even my teacher that I need to shut up, or I was ignored, or I was just told no. The person who was filming, everytime I told her that I wanted her to angle the camera a certain way, she would look at me and then back at my other team members, that she was surrounded by children.

There wasn't anything I could do at the time because I was just completely ignored or told to shut up, even though it was my screen play.

But yesterday, the two people who were the most rude, Ghost and Admetus, they went outside with my teacher and told her a bunch of bullshit about me.

And the reason they did this, was because on Thanksgiving I told Admetus that I couldn't help her with the editing of the videos we recorded because my family was over and I was setting everything up. So I was super busy. But I told her that I would help her later that night.

She screenshotted the chat on Snap and proceeded to tell me that I was rude for not helping her and that she wasn't there for most of the filming because she was sick a lot.

So was I but they fucking complained about it. It's bad if I do it but it's okay if she's sick!

I apologized, even though I didn't need to, and told her later that night that I was free and I could help her if she still needed it. She said no and that Ghost was helping her, then for like the rest of the week until yesterday, she was nice to me.

But yesterday, after they told my teacher a bunch of lies and bullshit just because I 'Didn't help enough with the screenplay', the teacher pulled me aside and talked to me, so I explained everything to her.

She said that there wasn't I could do about it and I told her that there was, and I walked back into the classroom and yelled at them in front of everyone. I told them I hated them, that I didn't deserve everything that they did to me, and other things I can't write on here!

Admetus was crying and I told her that I was glad that she was crying because she fucking deserved it, and she did to be honest.

I got sent to the principals office.

I blocked them as soon as they went to go talk to the teacher because I knew it was about me, they literally looked at me while leaving.

I was tired of being treated like that because what the fuck did they want me to do?

I have a friend in the hospital, I am part of the ASB, I am a president of a club, I have been studying and trying to get my drivers test, and I have a fucking family! I can't always be there to help and they shouldn't have to fucking rely on me when they had the resources to help them!

Also, I had a right to say that it was my screenplay because I fucking wrote it, they didn't write one, so it's my screenplay.

Fuck I hate the kids at my school.

[lycanlovingvampyre]

MAG 163 Relisten

Activity on my first listen: cutting the Kolkwitzia amabilis in my garden.

MARTIN: "How long have we been walking?" JON: (sigh) "Fourteen hours and twenty-three minutes." So, does the new Beholding 2.0 feature an on-board clock now? Or has Jon been counting? xD

MARTIN: "I mean – cars? You know, planes, trains, automobiles?" JON: (overlapping) "It wouldn’t help." MARTIN: "Alright, a boat then." Martin reaaaally wants to show off his rowing skills, does he? :)

MARTIN: "Right. I just – Don’t like being out here." Martin, it was literally you who wanted to leave the cabin all along!!!

JON: "In the world as was, we wouldn’t be too far from Kinloss Barracks." Okay, so this gives us somewhat of an idea where the cabin was. They've been walking 14 hours and 23 minutes, that would be about 72 km. That is preeeetty far north in Scotland, I've gone like 70 km straight north (because in the hellscape I guess the North Sea also would there in between...) and inlands it’s pretty barren... A few houses, b&bs, a church, an egg box??? A phone box at the end of the world?? (Braemore, look it up!) Actually, you know that would have been really funny if that was the phone box that Martin came across, but as I said, that's 70 km north from Kinloss Barracks... All settlements seem to be along the coast.

Alex: “We can't really have much swearing in TMA or we have to tag it as explicit for the US.” Also Alex as Martin: "Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!"

MARTIN: "Please don’t tell me these things." JON: "I – I’m sorry, I – There’s just so much. There’s so much, Martin, and I know all of it – I can – see all of it, and I – it’s filling me up; I need to let it out!" [HIS VOICE GAINS IN INTENSITY AS HE SAYS IT; IT’S ALSO BEGINNING TO SHAKE. MARTIN IS FIRM, THOUGH:] MARTIN: "I’m sorry, but tough. Okay, th-that’s not what I’m here for. I can’t be that for you; I, I-I just. Can’t." This is so difficult... Cause both have these needs which are absolutely valid. I'm glad they quickly find a compromise. Jon needs to let it out, there is absolutely no way around it. But Jon doesn't need Martin to hear it. So they'll find something so Martin won't hear it.

JON: (testing) "Martin? (slightly louder) Martin? (one more test) Martin, I hate your tea, and wish you made coffee instead." Hahaha, the biggest insult to Martin there is xD

"The drone’s camera blinks once, twice as he tries desperately to crawl away, pain lancing through every part of him. The thing makes no sound as it follows him, matching the excruciating pace of the bleeding soldier. Charlie knows when it decides to fire, he won’t even hear it." It is very much part of the Slaughter experience here, but still a bit of an Eye overlap!

"He places his hand down and it sinks, suddenly, into the mud. He cries out as the rusted barbed wire curls itself eagerly around his wrist, digging into his skin." I've talked about this in one of the more Slaughter statements - All Quiet on the Western Front, this reminds me of it again. A classmate held a presentation for this book. They chose a very specific scene as extract. It was a scene in the middle of a battle raging during WW I, protagonist crawling over bodies of others. It has never been so quiet in this classroom as during this extract. I don't know what it is, that the fictional statements don't get me at all but that damn book was just horrifying. Probably the knowledge that this was written about to the author’s very recent first hand experience.

"His alternative was stagnant poverty, and that was really no choice at all." Again the theme of being driven by the pressure to make money..

"But there is no mercy for deserters here." I hate this shit idea of desertion! Fuck that shit, people who wanna bash their heads in, go ahead, but let everyone else flee! Now, with a war in Europe just next to neighboring countries I've briefly thought about this. There are only a few days for those you can be drafted to flee the country.

"He runs almost headfirst into a portly man in a tailored suit with a blood-red flower on his lapel. He smiles, pale skin splitting beneath his bristling white mustache, and he begins to shake Alexei by the hand. 'Good lad,' he says. 'Good lad. Heroes one and all. A noble sacrifice.' Alexei starts to speak, to say he doesn’t want to be a hero; he doesn’t want to be a sacrifice; he wants to go home. But the man with the flower reaches his hand into the soldier’s chest, and with a single, jolly motion, plucks out Alexei’s heart and places it in his wallet." Oh man, that part...

Martin talking to the tape recorder/himself is always such a delight! I wish there was a whole episode just Martin talking... Oh wait! :)

@a-mag-a-day