#GOD FORBID a teenage girl goes through teenage girl stuff and has teenage girl feelings

[oblako]

shinae get behind me >:/

[hollyhomburg]

(mafia hoseok, slice of life, fluff, stockholm syndrome, meta stuff, this is a little self-indulgent and very self-referential, a tiny bit smutty at moments but i wouldn't call this nsfw, blood, violence, guns)

i wanna write a story with mafia boss hoseok who adopts his sisters children after they die cuz of mafia reasons along with his fiance. hoseok of course, decimates the rival group who took them away from him, but after the fire and revenge has settled, there is just hoseok, just hoseok and two kids who need him.

it's not that bad, the little boy one is mainly taken care of by his men. hoseok does his best to keep them safe and separated from his criminal empire. gives them everything they could want, trusts only his inner circle of 6 to look after them.

the older one- a plucky 13 year old girl is a little bit more of a handful mostly because she asks too many questions about things hoseok cannot answer without being culpable "why do you have blood on your shoes? what kind of handgun do you carry and can i see it? why do you always talk really softly at home but yell loudly when you're in the basement?"

hoseok- knowing that the basement is a literal torture chamber, sweating, "don't you just want money for shopping or something?"

"no, i wanna become your partner, the way that mom was"

"you are literally 13"

"didn't you start when you where my age?"

"can't i just? get you a new handbag or something?" idk i just love the idea of hoseok- whose tired of his job and pissed off by it on a good day vs. a 13 year old who just wants to be a crime princess so bad.

They but heads near constantly, when she's caught sneaking out from her all girls school to smoke cigarettes, when she buys a moped with the card hoseok got her, when she tries to leave the country to go to fashion week like her mom used too (of course hoseok goes with her- but still- she's not very good at asking for permission vs forgiveness)

Obviously he's like- barely adjusting to being a parent, and grieving the loss of fiance and sister too. he's lonely and struggling with the things in his life that aren't the crime bits, he's not against admitting that, but allowing anyone, woman or man, into his life barely 5 years after they've passed feels like a betrayal.

it goes like that, slice of life, mafia man hoseok and dad hoseok chased togeather. he tries his best to show up for dance recitals (the young beta boy really really likes balet and god forbid hoseok stop anything, even convention, from getting in the way of his pups dreams,) regularly scolds the alpha girl for trying to bring her boyfriends around, "you're too young to have boyfriends" "they're just my friends boyfriends" "still, wait until you're 16- or better yet- 18"

There just isn't a shortage of problems concerning the kids, it's one thing after another. Until one night in his study, hoseok's ledgers spread out in front of him while he reclines on a tufted sette, one of his men comes to the door, an ipad in his hands and a guilty look on his face. Hoseok snaps his fingers without looking up. "we- ugh- caught her reading fanfiction again, not the appropriate sort boss."

Hoseok groans because holy fuck he was no prepared to deal with a teenage girl in his mid 30's. let alone puberty again. But then again, he's a little curious, reads a few lines of the fanfic....

Only to find out it's an exact copy of his and his ex's life, down to the things that they've said on their first date. Their first time, even her untimely death down to her last words, words that he hasn't told anyone ever. Hoseok doesn't sleep as he reads through it. The only thing that's different is their names. here, here are memories even hoseok has forgotten. It's impossible, how could someone know all this?

oh, someone knows, and he's going to tear them apart.

Of course he finds the author. using the resources of his criminal empire to track them down. he has his men abduct her. the perfect crime, executed down to the moment she's snatched. he knows the autorities will never find her or even a hint of his orginization. he brings her down into that torture room and decides....not to kill her after talking to her.

hoseok is like something out of a romance novel, the kind of one she publishes irl and not the kind that she writes and posts on the internet. intimidating and beautiful with his crossed legs, red hair, strong jaw and piercing eyes. Of course, she only publishes things as fanfiction when she feels she needs too. other stories that she feels are more polished and less an extension of her own emotions, get the published book treatment. She's already absorbing details of this, the bite of the ropes against her wrists, the damp feeling of a cloth pressed over her mouth, it's a little bit fucked up but she's only thinking "this is gonna make for some good fanfic" and not about her safety.

hoseok has only met two types of peopke, the ones that are smart and scared of him, and the ones that are stupid and unafraid.

so what if she's got a bit of a deathwish, hoseok is a little impressed, having made grown men cry and piss themselves in that very chair, she's not afraid of him whatsoever. that alone, is what keeps him from killing her. maybe it reminds him a little bit of his exfiance, the way she looks at him without fear, like he's not the boss or dad, he's just hobi.

"So you mean i'm going to stay with you, your prisoner, until you figure out how i know what i know?"

"Yes that's the jist of it. Until you confess."

"there's nothing to confess, i just- thought of it on my own, i don't know what to tell you." hoseok looks for any connection, any of the fanfic authors family, if they were connected to his fiance in any way, but truly- there is nothing in her past that connects her to him, she wasn't even living in his city before now.

it's simply a trick perhaps, or just a coincidence. Hoseok doesn't believe in coincidences.

Only, Hoseok isn't cruel enough to keep her downstairs after the first few days when his interrogations turn more...conversations. Maybe he pours over the fanfic's and asks her about specific lines the one, "nothing's broken you yet, so you have no reason to belive this will too" thats been his personal mantra for year. how could she know things that he's never told anyone is beyond him.

The house has plenty of rooms and hoseok has plenty of men to keep an eye on her, he probably puts a tracking anklet on her just incase. and of course he finds her writing on bits of paper because he won't give her a laptop.

and then Hoseok's nice gets her fingers in everything. fucking shit up as she has a talent of doing. maybe hoseok intends it to be casual "this is my friend, she's going to be staying here for the time being, be nice to her and stay out of her hair" why does hoseok feel the need to suggest the kids be nice to her? she's literally a prisoner.

but of course, hoseok's nice looks at her, turns to hoseok and says "🥺 you got me my favorite fanfic author for my birthday uncle hobi?" immediatlly- the jig is up, they talk, the mc is really kinda nice to the kid because she's not an asshole.

Of course hoseok begs her to go along with it because...he really doesn't want his nice to know that everything she read actually happened, and he's got a sweet spot a mile wide for her underneath their bickering. of course also doesn't want to let her know that he did infact almost kidnap and torture this woman. and she agrees to befriend her...in exchange for a laptop.

Things go like that for a while, and for a month, he gets used to someone being there when he wakes up, he gets used to hearing laughter when he walks in, maybe she starts to get close to the kids a little bit- the nice especially, maybe one time hoseok gets a panicked text from the mc, "Minji's boyfriend broke up with her. sos bring ice cream."

The four of them of course leave the compound, go shopping, which then turns into going to the pet store, getting a dog (that his right hand man jungkook eventually takes in because none of them are prepared to actually take care of a dog). The works, maybe they go to one of those destruction rooms and smash some stuff, or go paintballing, the m/c hitting hobi in the chest and grinning "got you." it turns out mafia bosses are generally good shots, but mafia princesses are also really good too." And on the way home, the kids tired and asleep in the back, the m/c also nearing sleep in the passengers side, hoseok looks over at her and realizes that being the kids parents, being here for minji and hanyu has gotten alot easier since she's been around.

It's not that she does any of the child rearing at all, but- adult company is nice. Hoseok's not sure he can call her a friend. when he pulls in home he looks over, and finds that she's staring back at him.

"Are you really like the man i wrote into that story."

"Yes." he admits, they haven't talked about why he's here, in a while. she looks contemplatively at him for a second, then yawns. looking back and minji and hanyu in the backseat, "i'll get him if you get her right?" and they do, they bring the both of them inside and hoseok stays awake all night with a lump in his throat.

life continues like that, blood and domestic bliss in equal measure. a few times has he come home in the middle of the day to her writing in the main recreation room with Hanyu playing with his leggos around her, "i like her, she lets me be quiet without asking me to talk lots" or spinning with him to loud loud music. hanyu really only likes balet for the spinning and twirling.

of course hoseok is curious what she's writing after a while. and is more than a little curious why she doesn't try and leave. she still has to wear the ankle monitor, but hoseok would take it off if she asked.

"honestly i'm getting so much good material from this experience and you have good taste in decor and food gets made for me every morning by seokjin- and he's a fantastic cook and an even better beta reader." Seokjin is also a really good shot, and was in the black berets before i hired him is definitely not what hoseok says. "Why wouldn't i want to stay, i don't have to worry about anything here."

"accept for your bodily autonomy????" she waves her hand flippantly, "yeah, that never mattered to me so much as long as i can write. of course he gets curious of what she's writing, hoping to find more hints of how she can know what she knows. she finds bits and peices of his men in them and writes them off as just fanfic fodder. tells minji not to bother her too much.

he doesn't really like her next project about a heist with 3 lovers who get through it after years of sexual tension only to finally confess after one member gets shot- only, why are they like jimin? tae? and jungkook all close over taehyung's hospital bed. she's gotten close to all of them, but not closer than hoseok is to them and even he didn't realize they were all in love. how have some of his longest gang members, and appart of his inner circle who have been adversaries for the better part of the last 5 years finally getting over their enemies to lovers stick? how did he not notice?

he chalks it up to a coincidence until the next time it happens, because Namjoon and yoongi have been at each other's throats for years. Who would have thought an isolated job in the mountains that lead to them being snowed in with only one bed would...lead to their eventual coupling.

after that, hoseok starts to pay attention to what she writes. he's just in the middle of a deal gone bad when he remembers what she's written the year before, something about a car bomb- he avoids getting into the car until it explodes (a la bily) and comes home a little singed and scarred.

she's in the living room, the kids are asleep upstairs, and when she stands up, hoseok feels that feeling again in his heart, that peircing ache, the same one he gets when he thinks of his dead fiance.

i'm imagining him kneeling before her, taking off her anklet, fingers lingering over her skin a little too long. looking up at her, hoseok has not knealed for many people.

"you're free to go, but before i do, i'd like to offer you a job." it's hard to describe her value to hoseok, even harder to explain it to people who don't understand, she writes, and hoseok reads them, and about 70% of the time, the events she puts down on paper actually happen. he tries to ignore the other little things that don't, she's....a really good writer. and she knows by now that anything she writes he'll tare through. even the more...smutty sections that she tries to hide. he ignores the way that tales of submission make his blood burn, the way she describes touches and hands, hoseok tries to find pleasure in his own but it remains frightfully our of reach (and maybe 3 doors down).

maybe hoseok takes her to one of his functions, the ones that he usually hates with politicians and celebrities, because he wants to treat her, wanting to give things to people isn't a feeling he's felt in a while, i imagine them dancing underneath the stars, him asking her "if you were writing this right now what would happen." "if i were writing this, you'd have already kissed me."

maybe, someone gets wind of it, maybe theres a mole in hoseoks organization that tells tales of hoseok's secret weapon. his weakness. hoseok is not prepared there is nothing in her writing that says where she is or what happens only....that last one, it's tangentially mentioned, maybe minji is the one that finds it, hoseok explains it to her the situation, why the m/c is here and what lead her to their lives, maybe he's loosing it a little and she's the levelheaded one, hanyu is in the doorway crying, maybe when they came to take her she sacrificed herself for him, told him to hide and he did. that alone, that lone would make hoseok go after her, not the living breathing terrified thing in his chest- because this- this is almost exaclty like what happned with his fiance.

minji is 14 now, 14 and smart, smarter than hoseok, "she wrote something- i know she did- here- it was in an ask- here" hoseok scans it, and the gang mobilizes it. maybe hoseok's gang asks him why, why he's willing to go to these lenghts to save her, "it's not about securing a method of income, this has never been about money."

when he finds her, she's tied up, much the same way that he was tied up, and hoseok is soaked with blood, from his red hair down his back, she always did get unnervingly graphic with her murder scenes and it feels the same way that she wrote it, white hot rage that drips down his back in time with the cooling blood. he wonders if the bruises on her face feel the same for her. he unties her and then cups her cheeks, looking down at her while she grabs his wrists. "you came for me." is all she manages to choke out, "i wasn't sure you would."

he kisses the side of his face, "of course i'd never let you go, do you feel and see the blood i'd shed for you? is this enough?" hoseok is a little fucked up, and she knows this, she knows that deep down, beneath the softness that the people he loves cultivates in him, he does not mind the killing. he'd kill again for her in a heartbeat. he's going to kill again for her and he needs to know that if she stays.

hoseok is not convinced that she should.

he takes her home, washes her off. blood dripping down the drain and the two of them pressing hurried kisses against each others mouths, even if they taste like blood a little bit, they want each other too bad, all of this built up just breaking between the two of them. hoseok spends too long listening to her heartbeat. too long but she just washes his hair while he does, a tender geasture. he's not sure that his ex ever washed his hair.

the kids are glad to see her, a little bit scared to find hoseok more hollow than he was when he left. because he knows the last time something like this happened he was too late. and there are more than a few indications that he almost was too late, in the bruises that ring her body, her own blood that he wipes from his hands.

the next day, hoseok meets with minji, hands her her first gun, "you're to report to me, you don't make tough decisions, you let me make them for you, if you have questions or need help, ask. you don't make stupid decisions, and you don't tell anyone about anything you know." She scoffs, "thats a given."

later he ends up wrapped up with the main character, touching her again and again, verifying that she's alright that she's here, and she's just scribbling away at a piece of paper while he drags his lips up and down her arm. "is this still about getting inspiration for you?"

"maybe, but you're the best inspiration i've ever come across."

yeah i wanna write this, but i probably never will~

[thatharringrovehoe]

Some more Mob AU stuff cuZ I love it.

- Nancy and Steve never dated, but they have had sex. Once. Nancy wanted her first time to be with someone she trusted and Steve is her BEST FRIEND. She trusts Steve more than anyone. And it's. Not great. Because look. Steve and Nancy have alot in common. To much. They each like to be in control. They're both 100% Tops with a capital T. So when they have sex, even though Nancy is nervous, it ends up being almost a fight. Constantly trying to flip the other over, lots of biting and teeth and frustration because neither of them will submit. Afterwards they put on mud masks and get high and agree that while they love each other there is no way they're ever going to be like that.

- Steve notices the way Jonathan goes all glassy eyed when Nancy walks into the room. How his breath hitches whenever she gets mean. Cuz she is. She's not a bad person, but she's definitely a spoiled brat in a different way than Steve. Because while Steve is starved of love and affection, Nancy has been drowning in it since birth. She's haughty and petulant and will not stop for anything to get what she wants. And Steve is worried at first. Jonathan is a good spymaster and an even better friend so he's reluctant to feed him to the lioness that is Nancy Wheeler.

- He doesn't worry later when he watches Nancy go absolutely gooey with affection the first time Jonathan kisses her in the hallway. How she leads him around like a lost puppy by his camera strap to do what Steve suspects is fucking filthy things to him in the photo development room. Because he knows what Nancy likes. Knows that while Steve kills with kindness Nancy Wheeler is all bite and no bark. Likes to make the pleasure sting. And judging by the way Jonathan practically drools when she rakes her manicured nails down his chest over his shirt while they make out leaning against Jonathan's car after school, he 100% is down to be destroyed by Nancy *the princess* Wheeler.

- Jonathan is still a creep. The only difference here is that he's NEVER crossed Steve. Because when the Harrington kid came up to him in 8th grade and asked if he'd heard any interesting rumors Jonathan thought it was a joke. Just another shot at that weird Byers kid. Had half a mind to tell him to go fuck himself. But right as Tommy curled the beginnings of a mean smirk, Steve shut him down without even looking at him. Just held up his hand. Down boy. And Jonathan thought "You know what? Fuck it." Because if he was lying then he was just like everyone else anyway. But if he was telling the truth. Well. He wasn't above bribery. Told Steve everything he knew. Earned himself a seat in King Steve's court. Used the shadows that always used to swallow him up as a cloak. Held himself with a little more confidence because the monarch of Hawkins may have everyone's secrets. But Jonathan spun the web.

- Billy and Jonathan actually get along really well. They get high and talk about music whenever they're not otherwise occupied getting fucking wrecked by their spoiled rich kid Tops. Billy is low key concerned for Jonathan because damn. Wheeler is fucking savage. Like they'll be passing the joint back and forth and Jonathan will start getting almost to detailed the longer they smoke. Billy did not need to know Nancy Wheeler pegs her boyfriend with a dildo that big okay?

- Carole and Tommy are actually married. Like legally. As soon as Carole turned sixteen Tommy BEGGED Steve to pull some strings. To forge some documents. Cuz Tommy LOVED Carole. She was it. And Tommy could be one nasty piece of work but he would die for this girl no hesitation. And Steve is a sucker for that romantic shit. Set them up with a trip to Italy where a lot of Steve's mother's family lives. Because his grandfather respects a man who's ready to commit to his woman like that. And Steve is his grandmother's favorite. They have a ceremony in a little Church at the heart of the village. Tommy did not fucking cry when he saw Carole in her dress okay? It was just dusty in that old church, shut up.

- Nancy and Carole HATE each other. But in a very wasp-ish kinda way. Will hang out and have 'spa days, just us girls' but would choke each other out given the slightest opportunity. Tommy thinks it's hot. He will never tell Carole this.

- Dustin is obsessed with the fact that Nancy and Steve are kind of mirrored? Just two dominant rich kids that fell in love with emotionally stunted boys that were abused by their fathers? They both have dark brunet hair and big brown eyes? Their boyfriends are blonde? Steve are you listening? Steve!

- Steve gets really bad nightmares. Like wake up mid panic attack bad. And he's usually really good at hiding it from Billy. Is careful not to sleep to deeply around him. But one night after some fucking incredible sex Steve just passes the fuck out cuddling. The next thing he knows he's being shaken awake by a terrified Billy Hargrove. Because Steve had been screamin and shakin and cryin out and Billy was ready to burn down this hick town looking for whoever hurt Steve like this. Was gunna bury them in the Hawkins woods and piss on their grave. And that's when Steve tells him everything about the upside down. Introduces him to El to prove it.

- Speaking of, El doesn't spend a year all alone in a fucking cabin. Because Steve knows everyone's secrets and he likes having people in his pocket. And as much as Hopper dislikes Steve Harrington he can't say no when the king of Hawkins offers Jim perfectly forged paperwork for his 'daughter' El. So El goes to school and spends time learning how to be an actual child while Steve Harrington yanks on the leash of the chief of police whenever he wants.

- Billy is SOFT okay? He's just never been allowed to show it. Had been painted with bruises for just existing so God forbid his father let him show a human emotion. But after a year in Hawkins with Steve he lets his shoulders drop just a little. Will twine his fingers with his boyfriend's during movie night at the Byers. Brings Steve breakfast in bed. The first time he weaves a daisy crown for him Steve almost fucking weeps he's so touched.

- Steve is fucking possessive. Like. Intensely jealous. And at first this was a problem because Billy could not understand why all the girls in Hawkins treated him with kid gloves? They didn't just disregard any playful flirting, they full on didn't acknowledge it. He didn't really get longing stares as he walked through the halls anymore. No more tittering teenage girls blushing over him when he had gym outside. And he's not interested in women but it's nice to be noticed okay? Especially when he puts in so much effort. It starts to make him self conscious. Like, is he just unattractive? Second guesses himself to the point that he stops wearing his shirts unbuttoned and starts to get a little obsessive over working out. It's when Billy starts skipping meals that Steve notices. Sees Billy's lip wobble a little when he asks Steve if he's actually attracted to him or if he's just being nice. And Steve has to explain that he just... Doesn't share well. At all. That when Andrew Brady showed up to school last month with a fat lip and a limp it was because Steve had heard him talking with his buddies behind the general store about how he wanted to bend Billy over his Camaro and make him scream.

- And Billy is just. Shook. Gets all warm and fuzzy because no one hase ever loved him this much. Never wanted Billy this much. Wanted Billy to stay. Can feel tears willing up behind his lashes because the most amazing boy he's ever met is so over the moon for Billy that he's willing to draw blood on his behalf. Kisses Steve so hard they both forget to breath. Feels safe and loved, because he belongs to Steve Harrington. However he still flirts with people on the daily though cuz he's a little shit. And hey if it means his jealous boyfriend rails him so good he forgets his own goddamn name then that's just a bonus.

[iampikachuhearmeroar]

okay i’m going to go off about celebs again…. but like…. does anyone remember the gross asf vitriol that went around in 2011-2013 about justin bieber where the joke was “more like justINE bieber am i right??? 😂😂😅😅” from the “haters” of him. i, myself, actually joined in on this; considering that i thought that liking all the emo shit i was into made me “more mature than belibers” or some other absolutely batshit backwards bullshit that i would’ve spat out at the time to sound “edgy” and “NoT LiKe OtHeR GiRlS 👩🏻‍🎤👩🏻‍🎤”….. when in my group at catholic school, i had two girls in my group that were belibers themselves lol. i honestly made zilch sense.

but like to rest on this a bit, what the actual fuck was up with this joke???? why the fuck did the whole world just gang up on this teenage boy, who through no fault of his own, was still going through puberty…. so of course his voice was still going to be high??? and then the weird fucking speculation some fucking gross ass literal grown up adult people had back then of “when do you/we think his balls are going drop, so that we wont be call to be able to call him justine bieber anymore 😅😭??? just let us have our fun??!!” like what the FUCK??? why did everyone think that this was their business??? it wasn’t his fault in a sense that he stumbled into usher and got signed.

like….. no wonder justin’s had several breakdowns over the years. i would too. because how the fuck would you deal with this???? people just throwing out so casually this horrible fucking vitriol that they think you’re a girl OR think that you should get a sex change because it’s obviously a lie that he’s a boy/man OR think that you’re not “just a butch lesbian disguised as a 16yo boy” (these were legit other arguments at the time). like he was a KID for fucks sake. who the fuck asks to go through puberty in the fucking spotlight???? fucking N O O N E thats fucking who. like obviously he’s had a myriad of meltdowns and bad publicity over the years since. but this bullshit would’ve been so fucking horrible to take during the shitty years of puberty and high school to boot. obviously, in the years since, he’s done roast battles with jokes about this, so it’s good that he was able deal with it and joke about it, albeit eventually.

but i would’ve absolutely fucking hated to have all my pubescent behaviour and changes being fucking aired and speculated on in public view, for completely random people, famous or not, to comment on and make fun of. like i’ve talked before about the trouble i had with my period in my teens. i would’ve LOATHED to have that shit aired as it happened, on a red carpet for example. or as im accepting an award or just let alone performing at a show. just mid speech or mid performance. i would’ve bled (leaked) onto an expensive costume or provided expensive designer dress (or my own clothes/outfit) because my flow for a particular month/week was uber heavy. or god forbid, i wouldve thrown up mid-press-junket-interview on air or almost fucking passed out as well, depending on how my cycle/ovaries/hormones were feeling during a particular month/week.

like this is besides my point in a sense, but still. i would’ve had this aired and speculated on if i’d been catapulted to fame at the same time as bieber (and keep in mind, he is literally only a year older than me). but my period struggles would have been spun as “are you SURE this GIRL isn’t a BOY who knows nothing about period products??? does she know ANYTHING about pads & tampons so she WON’T bleed onto her dress or the like??? what a lazy, disgusting “girl”!” or “does she KNOW just how WEAK she is for NOT controlling her period pain??? how dare she pass out mid-show??? does she know she’s FAKING IT??? what a weak person, just GET UP and PERFORM, MONKEY because PERIODS ARENT THAT BAD!!! just think like a MAN and your period pain will go away!” or some other bizarre speculative bullshit that has absolutely nothing to do with anyone else.

when unbeknownst to anyone, i would’ve had about 5 advil tablets to both deal with my utterly unbearable period pain and unfathomably blinding and mind-numbing hormonal period headache, right before the said event or interview or whatever the fuck celeb duty i was carrying out. i would’ve had heat pads on, i would have been dizzy when arriving to and leaving from sets, etc etc etc. and finally, i would’ve been incredibly tired during all of this…… because of how much my periods fucked me around as a teen, to the point that some nights i couldn’t even fucking sleep properly. or the only reprieve i would get from the pain would be the aforementioned 5 advil tablets and an all day nap. on top of all this, i probably would’ve had to BEG (all because video call interviews weren’t particularly popular back then) for some like video call interview type thing from my bedroom or home studio or whatever, just to avoid going into an actual studio & set so i could just lay in bed or sit somewhere comfortable for the whole interview. and again etc etc etc because of all the other problems i had with my periods in my teens til my early fucking 20s, that i’ve mentioned several times on/in various posts on this hellsite over the years.

and the same goes for female stars like sasha pieterse from PLL when she opened up about her struggle with PCOS, and halsey with sharing her struggle with endometriosis. i would’ve hated to go through those medical conditions in the spotlight. i feel for them. it’s also the same thing with boobs: where the most famous example in recent years is ariel winter from modern family….. with how she needed a breast reduction because her boobs were giving her back problems and stuff, because she was like an F cup or something. and she also hated the creepy ass comments she was getting from gross dudes about how nice her boobs were or whatever the fuck, even while she was still a teen on the show.

anyway. back to bieber. i only say this because literally like last year or in 2019, the bieber joke appeared in my feed again in the first time in YEARS and i ended up tagging one of my old catholic school friends like “how the fuck do people still think this is funny?? it’s so 2011. and come to think of it, it was never funny in the first place anyway”. like both the media and the public had absolutely no right to speculate this shit and invade a young teen boy’s privacy like this??? it was so fucked up. idk why i didn’t make a post about it at the time…. but it also came into my mind just now because i commented on a post about justin bieber the other night about how he’s had fans stalk him to his nyc apartment again. like when the actual fuck will people fucking learn to let celebs have their goddamned privacy lmao.

[valkyriesryde]

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Adore You: Bucky is always asking you for favours, how can you say no to those eyes and that smile? 

Prince Charming: Who’s your favourite Disney princess? Who do you want to be your prince charming? 

Together: You’ve got some news but are too scared to tell Bucky but he’ll find out one way or another 

The Trail We Blaze: Bucky takes a trip down memory lane through his old home and no one is quite sure how he’s taking it.

The Dynamic Between Us: You need a ride and god forbid you have to call Bucky in your time of need. That damned man and his stupid ways of being in your life. 

Multiple Parts:

Fourth of July - Part Two: The Fourth of July is hard for some People but you try and make it a little bit easier with some not so simple editing. COMPLETE 2/2

Place Your Bets: Money is on the line and the months are counting down so who will win the bet to when Bucky and Y/N finally get together? And will they figure out what’s exactly going on? COMPLETE 9/9

Friend or Foe: A dead body comes up on the Avenger’s radar that threatens to leak some unpleasant moments and people from Bucky’s time as the Winter Soldier to his friends that he thought he’d never face again. ON HIATUS INDEFINITELY

Exhibition of Future Technologies: Bucky meets the girl of his dreams the day before he ships out again and she holds a mystery about her that he can’t resist. COMPLETE 4/4

Tough Guy: Bucky swears he’s over it. Y/N swears she’s fine. A cliche when their worlds collide together after all this time. But wounds run deep.  COMPLETE 9/9

Calm - Guardian Angel: She’s there, whenever he needs her she’s there in his ear telling him what he needs to know. Greek Myth AU COMPLETE  2/2

The Lone Kiwi: a series of drabbles that cover the first year of research analyst Samantha Thompson’s career with the Avengers after being recruited by Tony Stark. The New Zealander is thrown into the deep end of American culture and spy life as she packs up and moves halfway around the world. ON HAITUS INDEFINITELY

Steve Rogers

Lady Liberty: A look through the times between Captain America and his Lady Liberty. 1944 - 2017

Reality is Cruel: Y/N’s grip on reality is taken away from her when she’s kidnapped while on a mission. While the team tries to find her she watches her biggest fear happen before her eyes over and over again.

We’re Married: A fluffy modern AU really.

Light and Fluffy: Missions can be tough and so it takes the right attitude to be able to deal with them day after day. You and Steve seem to have different attitudes though.

Our House, Our Rules: Drunk and happy even if the new guy has Y/N nervous but that won’t stop her winning the tournament… 

No More Waiting: Steve has waited long enough and after Thanos, he refuses to wait any longer for the life he wants. A continuation from this drabble. 

I Trust You: Steve doesn’t trust many people. Lest of all you. At least that’s the message you’ve gotten, it might not be the message he’s trying to give you. NSFW

A Question: On the drive home from a mission a serious conversation comes up between the two of you, you should try bowling.

Shut Up: Exams at the SHIELD academy are coming up and with that members of the Avengers have come to observe the next potential heroes. Some are more promising than others. 

Last Call:When Steve finds himself in a dive bar in the middle of no where with nothing left to do but wallow he’s saved by a glass of whisky.

Multiple parts:

Shut Up - Part Two; Vigilante: Exams at the SHIELD academy are coming up and with that members of the Avengers have come to observe the next potential heroes. Some are more promising than others. COMPLETE

Release the Hounds: Hades can’t step foot in the mortal realm, she never strays far from home and isn’t welcome in Olympus. Steve believes the queen should have a place beside her brothers, to rule with them instead of in the shadows, invisible to the eye. Not many share his opinion though and the consequences of that may be worse than the god of spring could have imagined. COMPLETE 15/15 NEW

Sam Wilson

Honey-pie: Sam will do anything to make you his, he’s tired of the back and forth and the fact you’re always taken. He just wants you to be his girl.

Bit of a Weirdo: You’re a bit of a weirdo, always saying wack shit when no one else is around to hear it, except Sam.

Multiple Parts:

Hella Feelings: Sam x OC + Bucky x OC There are always oddballs in apartment buildings, the old lady who always smells like cheeseballs, the guy you’re pretty sure is a drug dealer. Then there’s the two girls who should have ‘chaotic clowns’ written on their foreheads from the amount of laughter that comes from their open windows. There’s also the two guys a couple floors down that have had the police called on them not once but twice for yelling at each other over a video game. Maybe together the four of them can make one normal human being...or then again...maybe just a dumber clown? COMPLETE 11/11

Peter Parker

Evil Spider: Based on the song Evil Spider by Benee. Peter follows the girl who caught his eye home, just to make sure she gets there safe. 

Something Familiar: You find yourself dangling over a cylinder of acid after exploring an 'abandoned' warehouse. Spider-Man comes to your rescue in all his glory but you find something oddly familiar about him.. 

Clint Barton

KleptoCat: Clint likes to take your stuff but this time he swears it wasn’t him. 

Five to One: The five times your life was a rom-com and the one time you got a happy ending.

Broken Bones and Bruised Hearts: Clint remembers you protecting him, always there for him. You live in his dreams always.

Loki

He Consumes Me: Thor said that Loki is gone, for good. She was beginning to finally accept that. No longer would he consume her thoughts or control her mind. No longer would he trick her. 

[wheelersdealer]

Just a Swirl

Request: Can I get an nsfw headcanon (if you want it to be) where you’re Robin’s sister but you’ve been close with Steve since middle school and you’re dating him, so you stop by Scoops Ahoy regularly to see both of them. Steve goes on break and the both of you head to the back and you end up making out or giving him a blowjob while Robin’s working up front? - @steve-is-a-damn-good-babysitter.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Buckley!Reader A/n: I hope you get just as disturbed as Steve by the euphemisms. Enjoy!

Robin has an eye for impending interactions. She can sense a giddy girl and what made her so giddy from a mile away without any other indication in sight. And when the news would come out mid-class in a boisterous (hilarious, though embarrassing) display she could only bite her lip and huff, knowing she knew the whole time.

Try as you may…you cannot escape your sister’s keen understanding.

Sure, you may ‘skip’ into Scoops Ahoy every so often to keep both of them company during their break. And you may shoot the same sly smirk both her and Steve's way every so often, never letting favoritism or relations keep you from keeping it real…

But she knows.

From the moment you come in with your hair simply tucked behind your ears, and your eyes set a bit too intentionally on hers to keep a very obvious balance to the attention you give both of them…she knows.

“Just on time! I’m on break,” Steve says, clapping his hands. “Wanna join me?” He does a little dance backward into the break-room. Robin looks down at the counter and chuckles to herself. The poor lad’s completely oblivious.

“Sure!” You say, so, so innocently. Robin wiggles her brows into some corner where she’s sure there has to be a camera watching for the real lives of Scoops Ahoy employees.

Now, you do not entire the backroom with the surefire knowledge that you are going to do to Steve…what you are going to do, but it has been on the back of your mind. He's been tense lately, waiting for his Henderson kid to come home and waiting for Erica and her friends to contaminate all the sample spoons, and waiting for the next round of “How Will You Save the World This Time!”

You usually spend his break just talking, letting him vent, letting him share his whacky entrepreneurial ideas, him begging for you to give him the juicy deets about your old classmates since you still mingle in that category.

But when most of that fun stuff happens, you two are sitting and enjoying a small bowl of ice cream that he prepares minutes before he goes on break.

He didn't make the ice cream this time, and instead, he's standing and leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

Jackpot…or maybe some other victorious term.

“So! Go on, tell me about your day!” You chirp.

Steve’s so reminded of how cursed his day was he doesn’t notice you drop to your knees and smile up at him. It’s an innocent smile like you’re genuinely curious. Well, you are, but you also have your hands around the rim of his pants and if he had been noticing that, he’d label your smile as more sensual than sweet.

“Oh gosh,” he sputters, “where do I start? Okay um, well—“ his hair bounces along with his head, which shows just how hard he’s trying to juggle which story gave him the biggest headache.

“OH! I got it,” he snaps his fingers, “I got it. We have this group of gross little preppy teenagers, alright? If you thought Erica and her friends coming in every day for samples was bad, well guess what. This is some national chain and one of the kid’s cousin or brother or something works at another location where he read in the freaking workers manual how technically as many samples can be given as they ask, as long as they buy the ice cream afterward if they go above asking for three samples. But the thing is — how the hell am I supposed to know if they’re going to buy the ice cream afterward! It’s not like I can rip their money from their pockets and throw a freaking…” he scoffs and crosses his arms, “cone of U.S. S. Butterscotch at them and call it a da—AAAYYYYY o-KAY!”

He only got the gist and understood the strange breathability of his privates when you ran your tongue on the underside of it. And his first response is to make that noise (to your annoyance and to a curious and mildly disturbed perk in Robin’s ears) and try to push your hands away, but that process just resulted in him gripping himself and making him more shocked and flustered.

You chuckle and roll your eyes at him.

He’s stuck, cheeks full of the air he can’t get out of his mouth.

After breathlessly sputtering an incoherent question, he spasms and seems to ‘reset’ his comprehension. “WHAT—“ then he thinks of Robin and with a stretch in his groin he whispers to you, “What are you doing?!”

You pout, hopping a bit while still sitting on your calves. “C’mon Steve,” you rub his arm, “I’m helping you out. This job stresses you out, just let loose a little.”

“This job does not—“ He nervously looks to the wall. Just behind it is Robin. He groans and fumbles again, pushing your hands away from his junk and struggling to pull his bottoms back on. “Does not stress me out. Sometimes it’s just that people are douchebags and my dad said retail sucks and is for suckers and okay maybe—maybe I think about that sometimes and how, who knows, I could be at college right now. But it’s not-it’s not….” He takes a breath. “Okay after saving the universe from an inter-dimensional monster once or twice, trust me Y/n…this isn’t stressful.”

You twist your lips and look off to the side while you think about that. Yes, that was stress….but more of the post-traumatic kind, not the “I need a quick cheer up and I’ll be fine” kind.

So you roll your eyes and just look at Steve. It’s this look he thinks is kind of condescending but also like you’re silently judging him. Like you know what's best for him like you’re just worried for him (God, he tremors thinking back to all of those types of conversations), all the soft and sorrowful looks, basically.

It’s not that he doesn’t want it…he’s just iffy about getting it like…right now.

He runs his hand through his hair (pictures of his hand there while his other is in your hair runs through his mind and he closes his eyes tight) and takes a breath.

You smile at the obvious internal struggle.

“C’mon Steve…” you sit on your knees, clawing softly at his stupid little shorts. “Just a swirl? Not just for you, but for me?”

He dares to open his eyes.

Damn you Y/n Buckley for the way you stick your tongue out and for making him feel like the absolute KING he only figured existed in bad 70s porn movies.

He looks to the wall again. And right in the middle are the sliding doors. If Robin so dares to crack it open just a bit, or god-forbid the wood is something like balsa and not nearly as secure as it makes you believe, he's out of here for voyeurism or synonymous with the guy that made suspicious noises in the back room of Scoops Ahoy before coming right back out.

His head bounces around. You think it’s a nod but it also looks like a shake. And he says something but it's all soft and wispy and you squint, slowly sitting back down on your calves and waiting for him to snap out of his shy schtick. While adorable, c’mon and hurry up here, you’re just trying to suck his dick.

“Steve?” You question.

“Yes! Fine! Just—“ he throws his hand to the wall. You understand the stakes. “M-Make it quick?”

This is one of his fantasies but he never imagined the potential consequences of a fantasy like this.

You wiggle your brows and Steve gets comfortable against the wall. He’s totally down. He just doesn’t want to get fired, or again, come out mid-moan in an effort to prove his girlfriend wasn’t going to town, only to find himself among two parents and their kids damn-well old enough to understand what’s going on.

You start to suck him off, starting around the head as usual and going agonizingly slow and rolling your tongue over his head. You know he said this was a quick one and it will be a quickie but you’re not about to jeopardize the flow of pleasure by skipping out on transitions.

Your lips are plump and in the yellowing light of the Scoops Ahoy backroom, they’re shiny too. You’re glowing, really, looking straight out of one of those movies. You hold yourself up by pressing your hands to his thighs. He thinks it's cute but the pressure around the whole area and the visuals (so very overwhelming) makes Steve bump his head back against the wall. It’s such a short part of the experience but he’s already hard as a rock and while his hips aren’t urging to jut up and hit the roof of your mouth or blow a load, the anticipation of wanting you to hurry up and let him blow a load is prominent in the back of his mind…which makes it all that harder for him to not blow a load.

You grip at the base of his shaft as you keep going, speeding up and even putting in the effort to roll your neck up so he can get a really good point of view shot with each stroke you give him. To get this going along faster, there are sounds. He can hear them, the squelches of saliva on your lips and in your cheeks. And gosh he loves them, but he doesn’t like this mall's less-than-thick walls.

Somewhere in his mind, he thinks that making it harder for sounds to come from your throat will be a natural sound-proofing.

He’s wrong and now he's pushing on your head and you’re deep-throating him, still swirling your tongue over him like you would have even if he wasn't completely sheathed in you. He thought he was as deep as you can go, but when you make the effort it's when he can feel the curve of your throat and the way it feels so, so good.

He has his teeth in his lips and fist to his mouth trying to keep quiet. And he works on getting his body to stop spasming his head and hips back into the wall. It makes a thud he’s positive Robin can hear, and it incites him to whimper curses at himself into his palm which isn’t fleshy enough for you to be deaf to it at least.

You give him a bit of a break, pulling him out (there’s that slurp, slow and satisfying), giving a smile, then going again at a regular pace, moving your head forward and back, forward and back. He pokes into your cheek and you allow it, working your tongue up his shaft. You let him lead again (slightly) and he bobs your head for you, giving you intervals where you can and can’t breathe on his account. You gag but you enjoy how your mouth burns with the friction.

Steve tangles his hand in your hair and just lets you do what you’re doing (guiding minimally). Now he knows if anybody’s going to get you caught, it’s him.

Well, apparently him realizing that was a fuckin' joke.

Cause, why God, Steve hears Robin walking around up front. There was no reason for her to be walking around (he wondered if there was even space), she was just pacing and ugh she was probably waiting for you to get it done with.

With a quick “Shit!” Steve hisses, he pulls himself out of your mouth (a shiver goes up his spine at how slick it is) then goes ahead and fists his cock. He puts his head against the wall again while still trying to crane his neck and look at you. There you are on your knees with your mouth open and tongue stuck out. Steve closes his eyes for a moment before letting out a stream of cum onto your tongue and a series of soft moans from his mouth.

He finds himself both fascinated for getting away with this and also disgusted.

But the thrill of completion gets an extra kick to it thanks to those circumstances.

He wonders if you two aught to go again so you can get something out of it. But you seem perfectly content, swallowing all of it and smirking at Harrington’s exhausted self and hopping to your feet. You pull his briefs and shorts up for him, holding onto his waist and giving him a quick kiss.

You give very little space between his lips. He starts to chuckle, cause he really just did that. And just as you lean in for another kiss (it would be more passionate this time, he thought, more satisfying), you whisper, “Wash your hands,” still with a sensual tone, and give him another peck.

Skipping out of the backroom you give Robin an innocent smile. Her tongue is to her cheek and when Harrington finally stumbles out in the middle of violently drying his hands with a paper towel, she raises her brows.

And Steve deflates knowing she's never gonna live this down.

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[mcheang]

Social codes

I should think this counts under crack fic. Although this wasn’t based off an episode, I realize this reminds me of Big Time Secret. Takes place during Chat Blanc right after Marinette dumps Adrien.

Adrien’s warning surprises Marinette but she flees to the subway and escapes the akuma. Adrien follows her downstairs and transforms out of sight, he cataclysms the butterfly.

Adrien texts Marinette, who was about to transform, that the butterfly has been handled by Chat Noir. Marinette does not reply or respond to any of his calls.

Heartbroken, Adrien gets Alya to help him learn why Marinette broke up with him. Nino is currently with Adrien.

Alya agrees to help because she is so surprised and curious. Why would Marinette break up with her dream boy? (Not to mention after all the work Alya invested in their relationship, and having to listen to Marinette moan about her love life, Alya feels kind of cheated that all that would be for nothing.)

Alya leaves their phone call open as she interrogates a sobbing Marinette.

“The *sniff* the other day, Mr Agreste came to the bakery. *sob* He said I was ruining the Gabriel Agreste brand image and that I had to break up with Adrien or...or he would pull Adrien out of school!” she falls back into sobbing.

Adrien is stunned. Their BFFs are furious.

When Marinette explains that she couldn’t tell Adrien because he would confront his dad and get pulled from school, she begs Alya to keep it from Adrien.

Alya guiltily turns off her phone.

Adrien is stunned and very pale.

Nino is sympathetic and sorry for his friends, but also angry at Gabriel. Banning him from the house and refusing to let Adrien have a birthday party is one thing. But blackmailing his son’s innocent Girlfriend to break up with Adrien is another.

Nino gets reakumatized into Bubbler via his glasses. He doesn’t have a weapon. Bubbles just appear when he visualizes them.

Bubbler orders the bubbles to go after the adults again.

When he goes to Marinette to tell her the problem has been solved, Marinette’s alarm is derailed and she asked who told him that.

“Did Alya tell you that? Ugh! Does she tell you everything I told her? What happened to the girl code?”

Bubbler realized he messed up. He decides to send a ranting Marinette in a bubble to go join Adrien. Hopefully his bro can cool his angry ex-Girlfriend down.

Too bad Chat Noir was present when his Best Friend got akumatized. (The Bubbler left Adrien alone, with the promise that he’s Adrien’s wingman and will ensure Adrien and Marinette will get the happily ever after his bro keeps talking about.)

Marinette turns into Ladybug and summons a lucky charm. A magnet. She uses it to stick to a metal pole till Chat frees her. They both hide and wait to discharge.

Ladybug’s anger has cooled and her sadness has returned. Chat asks her what is wrong but she is unsure whether she should tell him.

Chat: I’m always here for you Milady. You know I would never betray your secrets.

At that Marinette sobs again. “I have to break up with my Boyfriend because his father won’t allow it. And it’s not fair because I haven’t done anything wrong!”

Children crying snaps Marinette out of her funk and she pulls herself together.

Fight yada yada yada. Timers prevent Chat from further talk with Ladybug.

When Nino is deakumatized, he comes across Marinette confronting Alya and she is furious to know Alya pulled a 3-way conversation on her. Does privacy mean nothing to the journalist?

Nino just got rescued and now his Girlfriend looks like she wants to murder him. Where’s an akuma when you actually want one?

“What’s next? Does Adrien tell you my secrets too?” This is to Nino.

Nino is freaking out and starts babbling. (Hell hath no fury like a Marinette). “No, no, dudette. Adrien has never spilled any secrets. He only asked me for advice. You know, like about Kagami and how to get you to accept expensive gifts, you know like that charm bracelet...”

Alya shuts Nino up who realizes belatedly he should have kept his mouth closed, but not before he reveals that Adrien told embarrassing moments on their dates that Marinette had wished confidential.

Marinette is mortified. “You know, breaking up with Adrien doesn’t feel so bad now because right now I can’t face any of you.”

Marinette runs up to her room to cry into her pillow, feeling betrayed and mortified. Nino is left to face the wrath of Alya.

Nino’s brain: meep

Later, Nino facechats Adrien and warns him that things got messed up.

“I’ve got good news for you. Marinette’s not breaking down now over your break up.”

Adrien perked up, “Did she find a loophole?” If anyone could find a way, it was his Lady.

Nino winced. “It’s more like she feels better about breaking up with you after you broke the Boyfriend code?”

Adrien was confused and cursed his homeschooling. “The what?”

“Yeah, Marinette’s not happy about some of the stuff you told me about. Apparently they were supposed to be just between the two of you.”

Adrien is confused before Nino’s earlier words settled in. Marinette was happy about breaking up with him? Why? Adrien was panicked. “Can’t Alya help us?”

Nino sulked, “Can’t. She’s mad at me because I broke the Boyfriend code too, and now Marinette’s mad at her for breaking the Best Friend code.”

Adrien was confused. Too many codes. “Slow down and break it down for me please.”

After Nino does so, Adrien regrets Chat’s words to Ladybug. He did betray his princess’ secrets. Adrien starts sobbing dramatically into his pillow.

Plagg rolls his eyes. Kids these days. He eats his cheese and offers some as consolation to the inconsolable Adrien.

The next day, the girls ignored Nino’s hopeful smile and Adrien’s kitten eyes. Alya just got back into Marinette’s good graces by giving her those pens with invisible ink that only show up in blue light.

Nino makes it up to Alya by proclaiming he got her an interview with Chat Noir. (Thank you Adrien!) Nino just assumes Adrien has connections and uses them. I mean Marinette got Alya that private interview with Ladybug...

Adrien is in a funk and it clearly affects his work and studies. When Gabriel threatens to pull him out of school, Adrien retorts that is his threat for everything, so what is the next threat once that carries out?

Gabriel doesn’t want to deal with teenage drama and instructs Nathalie to handle it.

Nathalie figures out Adrien is depressed that Marinette has broken up with him and this leads him to not care about anything else.

The evidence was obvious: she found Adrien staring dreamily at a shrine he dedicated to his Girlfriend. As well as stuffing his face full of the bakery’s pastries (courtesy of his friends who also unknowingly bring Plagg yummy cheese danishes) to try to deal with his heartache. Adrien doesn’t even get up early anymore.

Nathalie gets Gabriel to allow them to date but Adrien still isn’t happy because Marinette won’t even look at him anymore, and he blames it all on them. (Marinette refuses to look at Adrien so she won’t get her heart broken or she still feels some lingering mortification and betrayal.)

Nathalie sighs. Dealing with Dramatic Duusu is actually simpler than dealing with Adrien for once.

Nathalie brings the tablet with Gabriel’s face on it to apologize to Marinette so they can actually get decent work done. But Tom still forbids them to enter. Gabriel has to apologize in public to Marinette outside the bakery, admitting his wrongdoing.

This situation is actually more awkward for Nathalie.

Marinette is stunned by what just happened that she actually breaks her rule and calls Adrien.

He picks up immediately.

“How did you get your dad to agree to let us date?”

Adrien himself was baffled. He had been too depressed to pay attention to anything except akuma attacks since that was the only time Marinette would talk to him. “I have no idea. Maybe he had a change of heart?”

Marinette’s brain: unlikely

Adrien’s brain: Hello my love. You are as beautiful as ever, your radiance outshines the sun...

Adrien: does this mean you’re willing to talk to me again?

Marinette: I don’t know. Are you live-streaming our video conversation right now?

Cue Adrien begging for forgiveness.

Adrien: Apologies, Princess! I swear by all the Camembert in the world to never let one word between the two of us slip through without your explicit permission....(yeah, Plagg is going to hold him to that.)

Marinette: (laughing) Sheesh, you are such a dork.

Adrien: (kitten eyes activate) but I’m your dork.

Marinette: you are so lucky you’re cute.

Adrien: cute? Marinette, I am a model. I am not cute. I am beautiful.

Marinette laughs. “Ok, fine. Beautiful Adrien. How about you make it up to me? You can treat me to dinner.”

Adrien’s face lights up. “I’ll come over right now.”

“...Adrien...it’s only 2 heures.”

Adrien pouts. “But I miss my princess so much.”

Marinette giggles and admits, “I’ve missed you too, my prince. But I have work to do. You can come pick me up at 6.”

Adrien nods eagerly, looking more like a puppy than a cat. “Very well. See you then, Princess. I love you.”

“I love you too.” And you can just hear the sincere emotion in Marinette’s words.

End call.

Adrien sighs and falls back into his bed. His lady still loves him. She forgives him.

Plagg hovers over the teenager, cheese in his paws. “You are embarrassing.”

“I don’t really care right now.” Adrien sighs.

Eventually he gets down to planning the most romantic date yet.

Nathalie comes home to find Adrien focused since...well, since Marinette dumped him. She informs Adrien that she already booked a private booth for them at the Eiffel Tower Restaurant: Le Jules Verne.

Adrien happily thanks Nathalie and goes off to prepare his wardrobe. Thank God! It had been a disgrace to the brand to see Adrien walk outside with bed hair, shadowed eyes, rumpled clothes, and a distinct odour of stinky cheese. Gabriel about had a stroke at the sight of his Son in such a state.

The evening had been a success. Adrien had romanced Marinette that the night had ended in a very long makeout session that poor Gorilla had to wait through. Good thing he could just play Miraculous Crush.

All was right in Adrien’s world again. All breaches in codes had been forgiven. (Chat had been presentable for the interview in the hopes that a happy Alya would be a helpful Alya. It was a vain hope since Alya was wary of risking Marinette’s anger so soon after the former was forgiven.) Marinette was his Girlfriend again. And Plagg got to try restaurant-quality cheese too.

One week later, Gabriel questioned why Marinette seems to be a constant presence in his house when Adrien has Chinese right now.

Nathalie gives a helpless shrug. “Your Son claims it was our fault Marinette ended their relationship and he had been deprived of his girlfriend’s presence for long enough. He drags her everywhere now. To photo shoots and fencing practise where she and Adrien’s bodyguard play some app games. When Adrien has piano rehearsal and Chinese class, I’ve seen Marinette playing video games quietly in the background.”

“And this doesn’t interfere with his concentration?”

“Surprisingly, no. Adrien only gets distracted when she leaves the room.”

“And doesn’t Miss Dupain-Cheng have work at her family’s bakery.”

“Your Son has paid off his friends to work her shift...using your credit card, I might add.”

Gabriel is alarmed. Has his perfect son turned into a thief? “When did I give him that!?”

“When you told me to let Adrien know that Le Jules Verne was on your tab.”

Gabriel regrets breaking them up so much.

[magaprima]

Having seen the comments and anons on @concreteangel1221 ‘s blog about Lilith and how she less deserving of redemption than freaking Blackwood, I feel I had to have a little rant, because you guys know I have written literal essays of headcanons about this character and her actions and her experiences. 

Lilith does do, within the timeline of the show, ‘morally bad’ things (I’m using quote marks not only because the benchmark of morals is different on the show, but also that the concept of being good or evil was something invented by abrahamic religions, because the old religions/ways/gods had a more discretionary, personal compass aspect to things). We see her kill Mary, we see her kill the teenage boy to summon the Greendale 13, we see her create a creature to ‘rip the skin from Sabrina Spellman’s bones’ (the other stuff she does is no different than Sabrina, Ambrose, Hilda, Zelda, Nick etc actions, so I’m not listing it). 

However, before I go on to points and reasons why this does not stop her from having redemption or being a worth/morally capable character, I want to add, that as Lilith killed Mary, she did so on instruction from the Dark Lord (the writers confirmed in discussions about Part 3 that she was made to pick Mary specifically) and she has resurrected her. Zelda has also killed Hilda many times and resurrected her. Killing the teenage boy was, as we gauge from her monologue, a means to an end; ‘the dark lord was growing impatient with me’ so desperation not to suffer at his hands pushed her to summon the Greendale 13, which required a life. I’m just justifying her actions, I’m just saying she didn’t go out and murder for the hell of it, there was a reason, and her own self-preservation. And then when she creates the Adam Creature to kill Sabrina, I’ve already made huge posts about how that was created out of grief and anger, and how existing and surrounded by a patriarchal society made her attack the woman, the ‘competition’ rather than the man that was really to blame (as in society we women are encouraged to see each other as the enemy and men as the goal), and for that matter, her place didn’t work, she can only be accused of intent here and not action. 

But now I have seen lots of comments on posts on tumblr, instagram etc where people say Lilith needs to suffer (as if she hasn’t already), that she should be punished for what she did (as if she hasn’t been punished enough) and that she’s pure evil and totally the villain no matter what.

And I want to introduce those people to something called the Abuse Cycle. Simply put, the idea that someone who has been a long time abuse victim has an increased likelihood of becoming an abuser themselves, because this suffered behaviour becomes normalised behaviour (a pop culture reference I always make for explaining this is Regina Mills when she tells Henry ‘I don’t know how to love very well’ because her experiences of Motherhood were only ever via Cora and that was a very abusive relationship). I have made posts which compare Lilith’s relationship with the Dark Lord as a marriage of domestic abuse, as she even uses the archetypal reasoning of ‘he wasn’t like this in the beginning. He was kind at first’ and often people who enter long-term abusive marriages have come from abusive homes, and believe the latter is an escape from the former (Lilith believes Lucifer is her saviour from the abuse of the False God/Adam/The Garden) and because this new abuser will occasionally reward them and assure them that they love them (i.e here have more power, here be my handmaiden and right hand, one day you’ll be my Queen beside me), the victim often reasons, for sake of survival, that this is just the way this person loves, and it’s not their fault they behave this way (’the more he became this thing of darkness’, it’ll be different when he’s back to his true form etc). And so they stay until the thought of leaving terrifies them, and the threat of being caught is worse than the threat of staying, and eventually this becomes normal and acceptable and just the way life is. They know no different. Lilith, until she meets Adam 2.0, knows no different. First Adam and Lucifer are her only experiences of long term relationships and both are violent and abusive. 

Now the most large-scale example of an abuse cycle is human trafficking, another thing I have compared the Lilith-Lucifer-Sabrina dynamic too, especially as Lilith does use the word ‘groom’ in reference to Sabrina. With human trafficking cycles, long term trafficked victims often become abusers of other victims as a way of elevating themselves and earning themselves a more comfortable existence. For example, a young girl could be trafficked, then after 5 years of ‘loyalty’, she’s told to bring in other girls like her, she’s told that if she does, she’ll have to see fewer ‘customers’, that these new girls will do the worst jobs. So she does it, she goes out and brings other girls back to make her life easier. Then the traffickers create the idea of hierarchy; yes you’re still one of the girls, but if you help your abuser ‘break in’ the new girls, punish them and train them, well then you become the ‘manager’ of the girls, you move up a level, you’re important, and important people get better food, they get more comfortable beds. Sure they get beaten still, sure they have to still do their ‘job’, but there’s less of it now and they have status, they have a little bit of power for themselves and that’s better than no power at all. And therein the cycle begins. 

This really is very similar to what has happened to Lilith. She was brought in by Lucifer, thought him kind and they were in love, and then he changed, became ‘this thing of darkness’ and she is abused, mentally and physically (the way she hides her face in the second episode of part 1 shows how used she is to him hitting her when he’s disappointed, and the way she asks to kiss his feet show she’s learned how to calm that temper. She has made a life within her abuse, a way to survive, a way to tell herself everything is fine and good) for thousands of years. Thousands of years of suffering this behaviour, being surrounded by it, knowing nothing else, is going to make it the norm for you. Like she literally has nothing to compare to in her experiences. And now she is told ‘if you do all these things (including those I listed above) you will finally be Queen, and this new girl can take your shitty jobs and suffer your shitty position, while you rule’, and like the trafficked victims, Lilith, understandably, jumps on this and does everything she can to make it possible. Why should she care about Sabrina? She’s just some half-mortal who has had a lovely life for sixteen years, while Lilith has suffered for thousands? Now it’s someone else’s turn. Why should she care that she makes another victim?  Better to be the absuer than the abused, right?

Only, through her time in Greendale, surrounded by people who, while morally dark grey/black by Christian standards, are relatively good people, people who thank Lilith when she does something, who speak to her as an equal, who go to her for help, people who care about her, even love her (Adam specifically), surrounded by healthy relationships, living in that cottage without fear of abuse or beatings, living essentially a peaceful life, Lilith actually does start to care. She defends Theo’s right to be on the basketball team, she respects Roz’s decision to want to study away from others, and arranges that space in the library, and, in the finale, she helps Sabrina defeat the Dark Lord, and, quite notably, actually grabs the Dark Lord by the neck (telekinetically) blowing the subservient cover she has maintained for milennia in order to stop Sabrina from being hurt/abused as she has been. Because, remember Lilith knows his wrath personally and when she sees him marching towards Sabrina with it, she pulls him back ‘hold that nasty thought!’ and then, not only does she show sympathy for Sabrina losing Nick, she assures her she’ll take good care of him, and she returns her favourite teacher to her and allows Sabrina to have her powers without any need to sign a book, giving her both ‘power and freedom’. 

Lilith, after thousands of years of abuse, of normalising that abuse, of becoming the abuser herself, breaks the abuse cycle. She breaks.the.abuse.cycle. And that is a massive thing, and an admirable thing, and, in my opinion, shows us what Lilith’s core character was before abuse and experiences etc (I do maintain Lilith’s core, original character is more akin to Sabrina). Someone who can go through such long term abuse and extreme levels of it too, and then break their own abuse cycle and behave differently, is not just someone worthy of redemption, but someone who should be applauded. 

Yet, people will jump to say she’s evil and deserves more suffering, while Faustus will be defended. I like Blackwood as a character and I really love Richard in the role, but no I don’t think he’s a good person, and unless he shows real remorse and changes his ways in Part 3 or 4, then no he isn’t worthy of approval/forgiveness etc. I mean, we don’t know how he treated Constance, but the fact she had to ask for his approval whether to eat a cake, her fear and stress over giving him sons, and her general demeanour are very revealing. And then we have the atrocious thing he did to Zelda (which I won’t go into because many people have already done that) and perhaps the things he does are the very reason Edward forbid him from pursuing Zelda in the first place, and then he created a manifesto to oppress all witches, declaring women to be less than men, he made a secret society of warlocks that had such a nazi-esque demeanour it would be fucking terrifying to be surrounded by that, and then, when he didn’t want to accept the rule of a woman, he decided to poison an entire coven, before making plans to have his son and daughter married to each other in the future (and lets not forget when Zelda threatened to slit Prudence’s throat, he said he had his other children, so he could spare to lose that one). And there is no abuse cycle for him to follow; he is a white male witch. He has been born to every privilege. 

I get if people don’t like Lilith (actually, I don’t, she’s fabulous, haha, but everyone is entitled to like or dislike characters) and I get people wanting Faustus to have a redemption arc, but you can’t possibly say that he is more deserving of chances, or that Lilith’s actions are worse, when you take all things in context. Similarly, as regards Zelda: she has been horrendous to her sister, abusive in more ways than one, but the fact she apologises for the harrowing, that she did stop killing Hilda after the nightmare episode, and how she encouraged Hilda to embrace her sexuality and gives her help and advice and a glamour makeover, and then gets her back into the church of night, all shows that Zelda is taking steps to make it up to her sister. People who are saying she hasn’t done enough and she’s still bad, like we are literally only just seeing Zelda realise the error of treating Hilda as she did, but the fact she has made changes and altered her behaviour accordingly shows that she, like Lilith, is breaking her own cycle. 

So back off attacking women for less and defending men for more, people. Even fictional ones. 

Also Lilith gets demonised enough from her own mythology in the real world, I ain’t gonna add to it in a fictional one. 

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Fearghal & Kaitlin

Fearghal: [So the setup is sending her a postcard pretending to be a mate visiting in England for whatever reason (could be fam you get the vibe, nothing suspect given the time this is) but giving enough info that she 1. Knows it is him 2. has the number of at least a phonebox nearby if not a phone in his care home 3. a time when he plans to first call the phonebox nearest their home in Ireland, assumedly this is some sneaky twin shit they've pulled similar enough before that she can catch on without any of the rest of the fam also doing so; only question is how long do we want it to be since he left?] Kaitlin: [3 months ish later then and they've turned 15 but only just for our ref how do we think the situation is with his dad etc like would he just be acting like he's dead cos is to him?] Fearghal: [basically my vibe was they wanted to weaponize Tabby killing herself for their gain, like make it something political even though literally not about that bar the fact her family and his family and co didn't want them together and she was a dramatic teenage girl in love (no offense but like) and so when he wouldn't go along with that there was a massive fight, actual, between him and his dad and then Fearghal left 'cos there's never any option but to do as your told with this fam and he can't lose face with all the other people etc etc and the story the dad is telling the fam etc is that Fearghal deserted them which not untrue but yeah, good enough for all the olders to disown him too so it'd be like we don't talk about him and if someone else bring him up you denounce him] Kaitlin: [let's say there's a crying baby in the background cos like in my OG post she can use her youngest sister needing fresh air as an excuse so casually left her outside the phonebox but might be able to hear her if she's going for it] Kaitlin: How ya Fearghal: K? Fuck's sake, you've not had a bastard, have ya? 's'not been that long, like Kaitlin: Catch yourself on! mind how ya ma was fit to drop, you eejit? well we're all lurred she had another girl who I'm hauling about as my cover, so I am Fearghal: [Laughs] Still easy to windup then [slight pause to take in that it's a girl and is here, like not the biggest shock but also literally no way of knowing at this time so] And go on, don't leave me in suspense, what name they burden the poor fucker with Kaitlin: [makes an unimpressed noise like fuck off] full of that good craic you are, bet the brits are buzzing to hear it. You ready? Niamh Roisin, it's a cracker, like [sighs] Fearghal: [laughs some more] Yeah, catch me on that most wanted list, obviously [makes a wincing noise like no] Christ, actually lost it fully then, has she? Made it longer than some but dunno if mentals get to heaven, haveta ask Father Quigley, like Kaitlin: [laughs herself] yeah yeah [makes like a idk noise] can you lose what you've never had? A good catholic'll find a way, to be sure, and she is that, our ma [makes a scornful noise at the mention of the priest as is standard for her] Fearghal: [makes a mm noise to agree] Suppose so, don't reckon much was said 'bout being good to 'em once you had 'em, so be alright [sighs] What have you been up to, then...How's it been Kaitlin: if it was she'd recite between the lines to keep us anyone's problem but hers, poor critter [sarcastic laugh because mum's getting no real sympathy] it could've been 3 days from when you went off for what's changed and not- [a long pause because everything's shit and we know it is] Fearghal: What's God if not top babysitter, eh? Cheaper than telly and who's giving money to the BBC [scoffs but cuts it short 'cos yep] And I'm fine too, you rude cow Kaitlin: and stand him next to our earthly da and he comes out lookin' class [chefs kiss noise] Hey now! [makes a fake noise of shock like she's appalled at the mention of the bbc] watch your profanity around me, dicko! [really long exaggerated sigh as a pisstake] a'course you are, land well anywhere, but hit me with your bars, it's no bother to hear how right I am Fearghal: If you can get him stand still long enough, like and you ain't a lad so no chance, babe [does pisstake wistful sigh] Forgot you needed protecting from the evils of this world, my apologies [coughs awkwardly then, stalling for time, fiddling with the phone in ways she can probably hear] Taking a bow as we speak, can't fit in here with me but the adoring fans are aplenty over this way, well more than there so fuck it, life's grand so it is Kaitlin: Wise up, boy, he only sways slightly of an evening on these ones lately so he does [but her voice is MAD because fuck being a girl in this fam] Did you now? Thank fuck my new lad has his uses then, like [takes a deep breath to try and calm down but exaggerates it for the pisstake because have to, god forbid they are serious rn] I went and saw your former biggest fan under that rock they've carved with protestant shite, no word on if life's grander for her now it's ended or if she's regretting she didn't send her prayers up saying she wanted another bite of the cherry, one that wasn't yours- [stops like I've probably gone a bit far here and shouldn't mention his dead ex anymore] Fearghal: Good for him [through gritted teeth like let's never talk about him thank you] Like you need a replacement protector, got how many ready and willing at home, just DYING to beat the shit out of some 15 year old kid for your honour and just for the craic of it [does it back, like and then is silent until the pips are going but he's still there 'cos they stop when he puts more money in] You'll be under some rock with Catholic shite if they catch you in their graveyard [says it much more quietly than he's said the rest] Kaitlin: [makes a noise of disgust that doesn't need to be exaggerated for the pisstake cos genuinely horrified at this fam thanks] what honour? Shame you brought down on us with what they caught you at [but her voice is softer too because didn't mean to go off and also doesn't mean any of that we know] supposed to scare me, is it? [said like I wouldn't be here to give them a chance to do it just like you weren't] Fearghal: Why you need to ask one of the others, ain't it; can't be the best looking of the bunch and the best behaved, got to leave something for 'em to do and impressing n pleasing him 's'never been high on my to-do so have at it, lads [does meh noise like this is all so casual] Called the fear of God for a reason, aye Kaitlin: [does the meh noise back and it's her turn to awkwardly fiddle with the phone/cough while she works up to saying what she does next, more quietly than she has anything else] how's it truly then? Away and everything. Free and clear Fearghal: It's, like- just shit because you realize that everything that happens in that fucking town, all the stuff that rules our lives and is all they give a shit about, no other cunt does, you know, Kait? Sure, its on the news when another bomb goes off or don't and that; but the English don't even have to think about it, their day to day ain't affected at all, no fucker but our lot cares and what's the point, honestly? Everything we were forced to at least think was important, if not fecking stupid, ain't and now I don't- [Stops to do some actual breathing to calm down] Not to mention I'm thick as shite, thanks for that and all- 'cos frees a bloody joke [laughs bitterly] I get by, now, got a place to stay so, don't haveta worry but don't be hopping the next ferry yourself, girl Kaitlin: [when you're just silent for ages because as much as you think it's bullshit you're basically in a cult rn with no chance of getting out so what can you say like] not that thick, warning me off coming to keep an eye on all these english girls with theirs on ya but no bother 'cause mind I get sea sick and class as boking on brits sounds I'd get fairly covered myself before I made any casualties of 'em Fearghal: Know enough about girls and enough about you to know the two don't need mixing, that's just school of life, that [moving away a bit and telling someone who's impatiently waiting to fuck off] Stay put [when you say it firmly like serious voice] That wain and the rest needs someone VAGUELY sane about to stand any chance, fuck me, Aislinn's already been corrupted and she's barely in double digits [kicks the box] Kaitlin: [laughs because yeah don't let her around any girls you like babe] you should know enough about me to know what giving me your orders'll do fer ya and what it'll make me do [but there's no actual real threat in it we all know she's staying for the bubs] Sane as you by that count, ain't I? [can't help genuinely sighing] Mammy's girl is Aislinn been like it since she was old enough to play house [grimaces at the thought cos never that bitch] got the rest under MY apron strings, grand they are and it goes for the stories I tell 'em every night after prayers, rest easy yourself knowing that, yeah? Fearghal: Alright, alright [hear the 🙄😏] But if you wanna be the next to bring shame on 'em, you can do better than a cheeky abortion, surely? [shakes his head] Yeah. [Pause] Yeah [Coughs again] I'm doing my bit, swear, it's gonna take a while 'til I can send you anything and I've got to work out how when I do- it ain't for them, just you lot but like I said, not cheap Kaitlin: [an outraged noise like who do you think you're talking to, of course I can do better than that etc] Yeah. [Pauses herself because again what to say, there's so much it's too much] I've got faith in the right shite, Gally [nickname ftw because feels] it'll work out. We'll work it out, like we did this Fearghal: 'Course we will, K. No other choice, is there [definitely not a question] Kaitlin: not a real question, is it? [she knows its not] Fearghal: you want me to ask you one? Kaitlin: do English girls fall for that? Fearghal: Enough of 'em, yeah Kaitlin: [makes a ugh noise] how you've got a bed, is it? Fearghal: Theirs top where mine is Kaitlin: I deeply feel that Fearghal: [makes the kinda sad 'ha' sound like 'I know'] Not all bad though, some class drugs about and you don't get kneecapped for taking a casual interest Kaitlin: [does a little hooray down the phone] Fearghal: Send you some but your phones probably tapped so I definitely won't Kaitlin: thanks or no thanks, depending who'll be listening Fearghal: Cover those bases and the baby's ears Kaitlin: nothing to be heard over her crying Fearghal: don't lie, you miss me that much [laughs] Kaitlin: fuck off [but laughs too] Fearghal: Will do Fearghal: so many English girls Kaitlin: [exaggerated being sick noise] nowhere close to a ferry and sick as a dog, don't start me any further Fearghal: You think I escaped to pray every day and fight the good fight, like Kaitlin: if you still pray you ain't escaped fuck all Fearghal: Not living on my knees for no cunt, sis Fearghal: am being haunted, for my sins, though Kaitlin: Be on track to commit more, you'll have enough ghosts for all manner of shite to get done Fearghal: No rest for the wicked on the one hand, but on the other, idle hands and idle minds [breathes out like so conflicted and confused] Kaitlin: [a change in tone because serious] She's gone, so are you. Leave it here. Leave it in this fucking town Fearghal: Not a choice Kaitlin: Can be Fearghal: Nah, s'not, boths already happened Kaitlin: Happened to you, gives you a say in how you deal with it Fearghal: Yeah Kaitlin: You've lived in one haunted house as things stand, ain't you? Miss home that much, is it? Fearghal: How could I not? Live for these lectures, like Kaitlin: [an unamused noise because you're basically calling her a nagging girl which ain't a mood] Fearghal: [the pips again] Oh shit, should robably let you go, yeah? Kaitlin: Yeah probably [but she obvs doesn't wanna that'd be clear] Fearghal: Tell the kids I miss 'em, won't ya Kaitlin: I'll even include her out there Fearghal: Try and send a picture some time, alright Kaitlin: 'Course Fearghal: You too, kid Kaitlin: [laughs but in a more genuine way] You're my twin brother, calling me kid is calling yourself a wain, you eejit Fearghal: That's alright by me, like Kaitlin: I'll not baby you, got enough noses and arses to wipe here while you're hand holding these brits Fearghal: No handholding, on me life, just good old-fashioned- [will cut him off before he can be gross] Kaitlin: [we can say she cuts him off with a very unamused noise as per like no thank you] Fearghal: G'wan then, piss off before that kid freezes to death Kaitlin: [doesn't wanna be the first one to hang up obvs] Watch yourself then Fearghal: You too Fearghal: When can we do this again then Kaitlin: When can you? It's no bother for me to slip out with this ginger whinger, needs fresh air so she does Fearghal: [laughs then is pondering like umm] Try next Sunday, after church, if I don't answer then I'll send another postcard or whatever, yeah Kaitlin: Tryin' to get a free sermon told to ya, respect that hustle if not the message Fearghal: Obviously, how am I getting to heaven from England? Kaitlin: [laughs] no angels in England is there not? You'll have been thinking on your feet for fresh pick up lines all these months, no wonder you ain't had time for me, like Fearghal: Something like that... [Trails off 'cos don't wanna tell her what's really been going on but also does 'cos not its like that and its been a lot to just deal with on his own] Kaitlin: But it's something else like what? [cos sees through you boyyy] Fearghal: It's alright now, like Fearghal: but it ain't as if the old man sent me on me way with anywhere to go, is it Kaitlin: He didn't put a bullet in your head as a send off, that's what gets me to sleep of a night, but- [trails off because she was gonna say she knows it hasn't been easy but she doesn't know how hard it's been and she's not trying to guess like let's compare struggles] Kaitlin: Yeah [another pause] Fearghal: Should've put one in his [so under his breath it's like did you mean that to be heard or] Kaitlin: You'd have to take ma out an' all, I don't reckon the broken heart myth is anything other than another story, and probably a few of us would make the cut for cute little orphans but you and me'd have to catch ourselves on quick and wise up Fearghal: Make Tara look after you all as well as Diarmaid's kids, see how committed to the family she really is [sniffs 'cos we been knew] Kaitlin: [makes an identical sound cos twinning] I'll take her out if she was bothered to try and get near 'em Fearghal: Least Owie is old enough to help out, young enough to give a clout, yeah? [genuine concern] Kaitlin: [scoffs because we know he's a bit of a knob but it's still affectionate because] Fearghal: He'll be alright [but doesn't sound as reassuring as that's meant to be 'cos like unlikely at this point] Kaitlin: He's got me, my will's stronger than god's so father Q likes to say [laughs] under his breath, a'course Fearghal: [laughs back but its less 'cos sad] He doesn't always chat shite Kaitlin: Reckon he's a soft spot for me Fearghal: [makes noise like 'hopefully not too soft' but is joking, doesn't need to be that kind of priest] Kaitlin: I don't wish you were here Fearghal: How could he not, with the charm [but just jk like] Is it better, in some ways Kaitlin: It's...[trails off cos we all know even if there's less hassle it's not better as far as she's concerned and the loneliness is a real mood] I'm buzzing you got out [genuine but her voice is sad] Fearghal: Your turn next, I mean it Kaitlin: After we get a few birthday's under Niamh's belt [pauses because it's sinking in how stuck she is for now] and the rest, give 'em a fighting chance Fearghal: Yeah Fearghal: I'll make it easier, any which way I can Kaitlin: Me too, for you, I mean Fearghal: I'm grand, honest but cheers [more pips] I am outta shrapnel though so- Kaitlin: Don't be putting honest on a lie [frustrated sigh because nobody wants this to end but she wouldn't have money] speak Sunday and like I said, watch yourself Fearghal: Love ya, K ['cos no time to take the piss for it or protest] Kaitlin: [let's say she gets cut off before she can say it back for the pain]

[grlwtskulltattoo]

Fall For You - Chapter 2

Characters - Jax Teller x OFC (Katrina)

Summary - Katrina leaves an abuse relationship and heads home after finding out about her father’s passing. Old feelings come back to the surface for a person from her past. Story will follow the events of the show as much as possible. How might have Jax’s story changed with a different woman in his life

Word Count - 2236

Warnings - NSFW, Hardcore Smut, Violence, Angst, Adult Language, Dark Themes, Fluff, Miscarriage, Pregnancy, Accident, Mentions of Physical and Emotional Abuse, Self-Harm.

Will add to the warnings as the story progresses. Warnings cover the whole series. Some parts will be more mild than others.

A/N - Feedback is welcomed and encouraged, and may help motivate me to continue. All mistakes are my own. If you would like to be tagged in future parts, please send me an ask to be added to the list. 

Katrina has spent most of the day cleaning the house, and all of her hard work has definitely paid off. The kitchen was nearly spotless and she was just finishing up with the living room when she hears the doorbell ring. Her stomach sinks, and she feels a lump forming in her throat. She has no doubt about who is standing on the other side of the door. She only wishes she had a little more time to prepare herself for it. She lays the rag she was dusting with on the coffee table and goes to answer the door.

Piercing blue eyes are staring at her as she opens the front door. Jax Teller…. The one person she was hoping to avoid while she was in town. He flashes her a smirk of a smile as she holds the door open for him to enter the house.

“Hey Darlin’, Ma told me you were back in town. Had to come check it out for myself.” Jax flashes her his sexy as hell smile, causing her insides to feel like they were melting. It seems like it’s been a lifetime ago since she has seen him. His appearance hasn’t changed a whole lot from what she remembers. He has a little more facial hair, and his hair might be just a bit longer than it used to be. He seems to have bulked up some compared to the scrawny kid he was in high school. The biggest difference in his appearance is the kutte that he now wears, with Sons of Anarchy and the reaper emblazoned on the back. She was however a little surprised to see the Vice President patch on the front.

“Yeah, I came back to take care of my father’s affairs. Come to find out, Samcro has already taken care of most of it for me.” Katrina replies, raising an eyebrow at him.

“We only thought it was right, given the fact that he’s been working at Teller-Morrow for as long as he has. That, and we had no idea on how to get ahold of you to let you know what happened. I came by to offer you my condolences on losing him, as well as, to invite you to Mom’s house for dinner tomorrow evening. Gemma wants to have a big get together in remembrance of him.” Jax says solemnly.

Katrina groans inwardly. She really didn’t want her father’s passing to be a big fuss. He was an asshole to her, and it’s getting harder for her to pretend that she gives a shit about what happens to him. It’s going to be hard enough to play the grieving daughter at the funeral tomorrow. Now she’s going to have to go to a dinner to reminisce about him, when most all of her memories about him were of when he treated her like garbage, physically and mentally abusing her. However, if she doesn’t go to the dinner, she’ll piss off the matriarch of the Samcro family, and god forbid she does that.

“Yeah…sure, that sounds great. It’ll be nice to see everyone again.” She tries to sound more excited about it than she is.

“Great. I’ll let Mom know. She’ll be happy.” Jax smiles at her, looking forward to spending more time with her, despite the circumstances. There are so many questions he wants to ask her, like why she left, where she’s been, what she’s been doing, but he doesn't feel now is the time to be bombarding her with questions. He does however reach out and lightly brushes his thumb over the bruise around her eye, feeling a spark of anger that anyone would dare raise a hand to her. “How did this happen?” He inquires, concern in his eyes.

Katrina pushes a stray hair behind her ear, as she lowers her eyes. Her heart is pounding being this close to Jax again. She was really hoping he wouldn’t notice the bruise, since she really didn’t want to talk about it. It was between her and her ex. “It’s nothing, I just got hit by a ball at the park.” Katrina lies, wanting Jax to just drop it.

Jax doesn’t fall for Katrina’s explanation, but he can sense that it is a sore subject for her, so he doesn’t press her further on the matter. Instead, he takes in her appearance. Her long wavy black hair, with a hint of burgundy. Her slim yet muscularly tone body. The 4 or 5 tattoos that now covered most of her arms. He can’t help but be a little curious as to what other areas of her body are now adorned with ink. She carries herself a little differently than he remembers, and her body has filled out, in all the right places, compared to their teenage years. Everything about her takes his breath away. He is surprised to feel butterflies fluttering in his stomach at being near her after all this time. Blood starts rushing down to his lower regions causing him to feel a little nervous. It takes all of his will power not to draw her into his embrace, and not let her go.

Jax tries to get his mind off of what he’d like to do to Katrina, when he remembers seeing the red Harley sportster in the driveway. “Is that your bike outside?”

“Yeah, it is. I bought it a few years ago.” Katrina is thankful he doesn’t press her on the bruise.

“I remember when you begged me to teach you how to ride after you got your driver’s license.” Jax reminisces. He was shocked that she wanted to learn. Most girls are too afraid to get on a bike, much less ride their own. “You were fearless, unlike Tara, who took months to begging to just get her to ride on the back with me.” Jax chuckles thinking about it.

Katrina smiles thinking about the surprise on Jax’s face when she asked him. You would have thought she had sprouted a second head with the look he gave her. “You always looked so free when you were on your bike…and happy. I wanted to feel that too.”

Jax smiles at her as he bites his tongue. He wants to ask her where she went after she left town, but he doesn’t want to push her. It’s nice thinking about the old days but he can still feel the pain in his heart from when she left. It hurt worse than he thought it would, since it wasn’t like they were dating back then. He doesn’t want to get his hopes up that she might stick around, but he can’t help but be terrified that she’s going to leave as soon as her father is buried.

“Well it’s getting late, and I still have some things to get done before the service tomorrow.” Katrina gently tries to get Jax to leave.

Jax looks a little crestfallen at her hint. “Of course. If there’s anything you need, just let me know.” Jax gives her a friendly hug, trying not to make it awkward, before he heads to the door. 

“Thank you.” Katrina replies as she follows him to the door, holding it open as he walks out. 

Jax gives her a little wave as he gets on his bike. She watches him as he backs his Harley out of her driveway then takes off down the street. The sound from his exhaust rattling the windows a little until the sound fades away. Katrina releases the breath she didn't realize she was holding, and slowly closes the door. Standing with her back against the door, she tries to calm her racing heart. The images of their time together when they were younger rushing in her mind. Playing cops and robbers out back of the garage at Teller-Morrow. Riding their bikes all over Charming. Sneaking off to the pond to cool off on those hot summer days. Hanging out on the roof of the clubhouse. They were practically inseparable when they were kids.

Then the memories of Jax with Tara in high school came back to her, and she was reminded of why she left Charming. When Jax started dating Tara, it was like she disappeared. He was always spending time with Tara, and when he wasn’t, he was talking about how great she was. Tara had Jax wrapped around her little finger, and he didn’t even realize it. Katrina had had feelings for Jax ever since they were kids, but she had always been afraid to tell him. Afraid that he didn’t feel the same way and it would ruin their friendship. She didn’t realize how strong those feeling were until Jax started dating someone else, and by then Katrina felt it was too late to doing anything about those feelings. Anything she would have said to Jax would have just come off as her trying to come between him and Tara. As much as she wanted to be with him, she wanted Jax to be happy more, even if that meant taking a step back. Unfortunately for her, that meant leaving town, because it was too painful to see him with someone else.

Katrina sighs at the emotions running through her. Shaking her head she chides herself for letting Jax get to her, with only spending a brief moment with him. She can’t help but dread more than just the funeral tomorrow, after seeing how  her body and mind seems to want to betray her. She needs to focus on the task at hand, and get out of Charming as soon as possible.

Katrina heads back to her father’s bedroom to finish going through some of his things. She wants to save some of the important things, like family heirlooms, and probably donate the rest of the stuff. The quicker she goes through everything in the house, the quicker she can get it listed for sale, the quicker she gets out of town. 

When she opens the door to the closet, she spots an old tool box in the corner, under some blankets. She remembers vaguely that her father put some of her mom’s jewelry in that box after she passed. He never let her look inside it, so she had no idea what other trinkets might be stowed away in it. She pulls it out of the closet and carries it into the living room to place it on the coffee table. The box has multiple drawers to it and a lid on the top, unfortunately it also has a lock on the front of it. She heads back into the bedroom, to see if she can find a key to it. She searches in all the drawers and finally finds a set of keys in the nightstand. She goes back into the living room and tries the all the keys until she finally finds the right one to the box. The lid pops open after she unlatches it. 

She finds old documents.The title to his car that he wrecked, to the old dodge challenger sitting out in the garage, the title to the house. She also finds her parents marriage certificate, their birth certificates, and her mom’s death certificate. There was also a stack of old photos. Some of her parents when they were younger, some of who she assumes are their parents and siblings. Katrina had never met her grandparents, because they had all passed before she was born, or least that’s what they told her. Her father never talked about his family, so she really didn’t know a whole lot about them, other than they had lived on a reservation in South Dakota. 

She opens some of the drawers, and as she expected, she found some of her mom’s jewelry. Most importantly, her wedding ring. Katrina feels tears gathering in her eyes as she looks the ring over. She remembers seeing the ring on her mom hand, and how beautiful she thought it was. Hoping one day she’d have a beautiful ring like that on her finger. She put the ring back in its box, then opened another drawer. She finds a beautiful eagle feather with some native symbols painted on it. It’s leather wrapped with beads hanging from some fringe. Underneath it she finds a photo of her father dressed as a Lakota dancer at a pow wow. He has on a beautiful warbonnet, beaded leather bands around his upper arms, hair-pipe breastplate, loin cloth and beaded moccasins. He looked every bit a traditional Lakota warrior, with his face painted and his hair long. He was holding the feather in his hand in the photo. She had never seen this photo, or this side of him, and she wished he would have shared it with her. She wished he would have told her more about his family and past. She can’t help but wonder if something bad had happened to him, causing him to leave his family and never talk about them.

Katrina puts the feather next to her bag to take with her in the morning. She puts the box off to the side and gets ready for bed, not realizing how much time had passed looking over all the items and remembering the past. She’ll be relieved when all of this is behind her. She just has to get through tomorrow.

Prologue  Chapter 1

Tagging: @momc95 @jerseynurse82

[macbookpro-hard-drive]

HI HOW DO YOU WRITE CHARACTERS

hewwo! i can answer this! im literally gonna do a quick list of both deh and bmc characters for u under this readmore! :D

im gonna start with deh because smaller cast!

evan: 

isn’t so much stuttery as he tends to repeat things and uh stammer a bit here and there. stutters over his words sometimes but it’s more l-like this and uh, like… like this

evan hansen has anxiety. he is not anxiety. evan hansen fucks up and makes mistakes and probably internalizes a lot of things. very polite when in public but he can be a bit snappy (as seen w evans comment abt how zoe’s parents have never been poor i believe? it was something he said to zoe)

soft spoken, most of the time. probably not the kind of guy to vocally ask for things until he’s at a comfortable enough point that he feels like he’s not bothering you (same buddy)

i see evan as someone who gets frustrated with himself easily. not as a sense of “god i wish i were normal” but more of a “i should be able to do this, why cant i do this, i want to do this but i cant” because sometimes it’s just a matter of i literally cant do this and i dont know why? and god its so frustrating sometimes

jared:

jared kleinman is a fucking asshole and he knows it. very sarcastic and uses it to cover up his own insecurities, probably the kind of dude who laughs in your face when you tell him off when internally he’s just OH FUCK OH SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK

a lot of ppl write jared as being insecure abt his weight and tbh i don’t see that being a problem for him? i see jared as being insecure abt the fact he comes off very snarky and assholeish but he turns it around and tries to own it even though… that’s not something you want to be proud of? and he knows that

not the kind of dude who stops to assess his feelings. he powers through shit and insists he’s okay until he’s out of steam. i think it was psy who said he’s a “needs therapy boi” and tbh she’s right? 

can be very passive aggressive imo it’s something he really needs to work on.

arrogant, sarcastic, and just a big fucking dick who needs to learn how to watch his mouth.

zoe:

not an pure baby angel, by any means. we’re at a disadvantage because we only see zoe when she’s sort of grieving (because grief can and will come in different ways, and while i see her as not missing connor, i do think that her pushing away her feelings is a form of her grieving imo? it’s a weird thing to explain but there’s a part of zoe that does miss (the old) connor’s presence as w the fake emails evan “gave her her brother back” (albeit a very fake version of connor) and sort of standoffish when it comes to the subject of connor

a bit of an ambivert. extremely outgoing when she’s around her friends or when it comes to music and other things she loves.

very individualistic! her style tends to have doodles on her clothes, she dyes her hair a lot, she probably would be the kind of person to make her own jewelry!

very sweet. the castng call for zoe describes her as being the kind of person who learns the names of the kids who sit alone at lunch and thats she goes out of her way to be nice to people since. connor. yeah.

thats all ive got for zoe but u can always send questions in and i can say yes or no after i ask my pals too

alana:

smart gal! valedictorian! president! i love her! tends to overshare a bit. anxiety + depression gal.

probably into gardening tbh? i can see alana having succulents in her room and maybe a dog that just chills with her.

dont be afraid to make alana mouthy. alana is someone whos extremely headstrong in her actions imo and does what she believes is right, even if others dont believe that. like… think about the fact that she literally published what was believed to be connor’s suicide note because she thought it’d get them the last bit of help they needed for the orchard. it literally fucked the murphys over - but she never considered that?

very much an extrovert. just really wants to belong, man. very optimistic on the surface but i can see her being a little less so underneath. she looks on the bright side because if she doesnt, she doesnt know who will and idk i dont think alana’s the kind of person who just... lets that risk be there.

connor:

we dont kno much abt connor in canon but uhhh…. i can see connor as being a loner, sort of aggressive by accident (tbh this dude’s probably used to people being a dick to him so he’s just sorta standoffish in response) but like… whenever i write connor i usually write him as getting better? he’s gotten the help he needs and he’s doin better 

artsy depressed dude. poetry, painting, ect - whatever u want tbh. i just see connor, with help, finding himself in art or something creative (theatre and music included! u do u!)

very much a reader. this dude both has a lot of books on his bookshelf and a lot more books he hasnt fucking read because hes terrible at reading new books. (i personally hc he loves all of poe’s work)

to sorta sum connor up: bold, but not outgoing. caring, but not obvious with it (once he gets help btw). easily angered but sometimes he just doesn’t fucking know why and that frustrates him further. troubled.

honestly if u want to see one of my fave connors - check out @ask-sincerely-memes​! i rly love how they portray all three of the boys, but connor is by far my favorite! (mod con and/or mod ev if u read this i love u)

OK ONTO THE BMC FUCKERS if you want to kno abt the adults for either show then feel free to ask

jeremy:

anxiety boy, but not evan hansen level of anxiety. more just… self deprecating, not super confident in himself, probably underestimates himself a lot.

jeremys hard to explain sometimes because a lot of his actions and dialogue comes naturally since i can actually relate to jeremy a lot, personality-wise? a really good fact to throw out there is i don’t think jeremy’s the kind of guy who just goes for stuff sometimes. he has to sorta be hyped up by others imo. michael motivated him to sign up for the play, rich and michael both played parts in getting him squipped (michael in the aspect of “lets check this out and see if its legit” bc i doubt jeremy would have genuinely done that on his own).

which really means jeremy isnt the kind of guy to just… confess things, unless it’s built up enough (i.e. jeremys confrontation w reader in unlonely since it was a conversation he’d been thinking about for a bit). in canon, he didnt really… confess to christine without the help of alcohol (at the halloween party) or without other people building him up (voices in my head). 

im literally rereading jeremy fics rn because im trying to come up with a good way of describing him

extremely horny teenage boy. hormones suck. for anyone who writes nsfw: i dont see jeremy being incredibly kinky and sexual and dominant (god forbid) his first fucking time having sex. especially if its both him and the readers first time. sex can be clumsy. you can laugh during sex. but also sex smells. like… once you’ve smelled it, you fucking know it - its just a weird combo of sweat and bodily fluids. 

that last part was just a PSA for ppl.

lightweight boy. a lot bolder when drunk. thank you.

honestly if u have any questions abt jeremy, i can try to answer them more specifically but this is as general as i can get.

michael

not an uwu anxious depressed innocent baby boy uwu. remember that michael literally withheld the mtn dew red from jeremy because he wanted an apology. remember that michael wouldnt have been squipped because michael had been completely comfortable with who he is. michael likes his place. he doesn’t want to be cool and popular - he likes who he is. michael in the bathroom was a peak moment of michael finally letting go of emotions he’d been withholding - jeremy calling him a “loser” was the final straw that broke him. thank u this has been a psa.

a goofy boy. probably snorts when he laughs and im not projecting there what are you talking about-

okay, canonically: likes video games, likes retro shit (probably the kind of nerd who LIVES for arcades and record stores and vintage clothing stores even if he doesnt mix that into his personal style), very into music. there’s a lot you can do with this! 

imo he’s very caring? like. okay, yes he did withhold mtn dew red from jeremy - but michael still went through the trouble of finding and obtaining that in order to deactivate the squip. i think michael’s a fairly understanding dude, even if he has moments of anger.

just a very warm person. probably the kind of person who stops and makes sure people are okay when he notices they’re upset.

sometimes impulsive. sometimes very restless, imo. bouncy boy. 

like w jeremy - you can absolutely send me questions abt michael (or anyone tbh!) and i’ll answer them the best i can! im by no means an expert but ive got pals i can bother in order to help get a solid answer :3

christine

chriiistiiiiiiiiine, the love of my life. a gal w ADD! please don’t forget that! i personally hc that she got into a theatre as a way of like… sort of getting energy out since she’s fairly restless??? track girl christine….. also good

loves herself a lot tbh! like. in the show, its canon that she has stuff to figure out but i personally think christine loves herself and her body and is proud of who she is?

very friendly, very open, very passionate abt theatre! these are basic facts lmao

very sweet! very smart! she’s like... The Girl in all the movies that everyones like “oh no i love her” bc shes just a bubbly gal

writing christine is really hard to describe sometimes. like with all the characters, i write what feels right and sounds right to me and to others.

but like... to be honest, as long as you stay a bit happy and supportive and loving with christine - you’re on the right track.

jake

god - one of my favorite boys to write sometimes because there’s a lot to do with jake’s character

he’s the ultimate cool dude in high school. probably the kind of dude who would join a frat in college. handsome, popular, flirtatious - you fucking name it man.

sorta effortlessly popular and cool. there’s problems underneath - considering his family - but it’s hard to see that he has flaws when everything just comes so easily to him.

a very caring and sweet dude tbh. his friends mean a lot to him and he’s the kind of boy who carries your books and asks where you’re going and how you’re doing

he makes mistakes. he gets aggressive and protective and just angry physically - he did try to attack jeremy, albeit drunk, based purely on the idea that jeremy was having sex w chloe - so like... that’s a good thing to acknowledge

i said hes flirtatious and he is - without realizing it. someone probably has called him out on it and he’s like “sorry what?” bc he was caught up in talking to someone and not realizing that the dillinger charm never went off. because it never goes off. rip.

rich

GOD, my FAVORITE BOY, the LOVE OF MY LIFE, i love him.

squipped: aggressive. a bully. stinky. 0/10.

post-squipcident: getting better. sorta numb at first before happy, outgoing rich resurfaces because He’s Fine! Do Not Worry! but y’know like... he definitely has a lot of problems with what he did and who he was while he had the squip

a bit sensitive imo. easily upset on certain topics, easily angered on others. really misses his mom (i hc she died and his dad took up drinking as a coping mechanism and its mainly rich and his older brother relying on each other but thats just me tbh.)

rich is tricky to write when it comes to his home life. while i see rich’s dad as being a loud drunk, others see him as being physically abusive and so forth and - okay, that’s your decision, but please make sure you’re being respectful and you post trigger warnings because some people are in abusive homes and it’s not a fun thing to read. 

great sense of humor imo. flirtatious but in the more obvious “haha hey lets bone ;)” way. alternatively: flirtatious with squip, floundering a bit without it because all he knows is “haha hey wanna fuck” 

would probably fight a dick for his pals. rly just loves his friends even if he doesn’t show it.

chloe

chloe is a bit hard to write without saying “shes kind of a bitch” but like... she is and she knows it and she fucking owns it.

casting call: “ confident, crass, sexy, manipulative, and downright mean at times”

so like. she’s nowhere near bein a sweet angel baby uwu

has problems. explore them. she literally was down to fuck brooke’s boyfriend since jeremy was dating brooke yknow. part of it could be alcohol but like... dont ignore that fact. like. she probs needs to talk to both brooke and jeremy.

i think of chloe as someone who can see the potential in others tbh. gets slightly annoyed when people arent achieving what they could - but i like to imagine she gets it after a while since some ppl dont have confidence and such. 

yknow the kind of people that take charge when the situation calls for it? that’s chloe. she’s very much a leader. cunning, ambitious - she’s fucking ready.

brooke

more of an angel i guess? sweet, a bit insecure, and a little more caring. not very dominant in situations - tends to be more of a follower (as shown w her and chloe’s friendship)

very caring actually. she literally followed jeremy out and said “uhhh he was kind of a dick to women but i know u like eminem” upon his death in the show??? like??? she literally went to check on this boy.

imo she sorta needs to learn to be bolder. to not take shit. shes probably the kind of person who says yes to a lot of things even if they’re conflicting bc she doesn’t want to like... bother someone and make things worse

emotional, imo. fairly feminine.

its hard to keep describing sdfkjhds sorry

jenna

not popular. remember that she wanted people to be interested in her, which is why she gossips a lot

probably tends to overhear half of the gossip. other than that, i can see her easily finding shit out bc she has eyes Everywhere

bold, fairly extroverted, probably really fucking smart tbh. give her love. she deserves it.

thats both at me and everyone else. jenna rolan ily...

very much a big sister figure, post-squipcident. theres this kdrama i was watching where the main protag lives w a couple other girls and one of the oldest one of the bunch is very much a big sister figure that will call other people out on their bullshit because she knows protag isnt the kind of person to do that? thats jenna. and chloe, but mostly jenna.

probably the kind of person who wants to be helpful imo. she likes feeling useful.

[will-die-without-chai]

J. K. Rowling and her biased and somewhat disappointing thoughts.

J. K has been my messiah since childhood. She is the creator of my safe haven and I have always looked upto her. But recently, as I was reading through the things she has said and done, I am least to say, "disappointed" with her ideologies.

She announced Dumbledore as a gay character and I am happiest about it. LGBTQ+ got some representation. But then, when it was supposed to atlast become canon and people were gonna get actual representation and see Dumbledore and the way his relationship with his alleged boyfriend (grindelwald) goes, she comes about saying that Dumbledore wouldn't be shown *explicitly* gay. WTF Joanne?

Also she said that she wanted to make Dean and Seamus a couple but 'it would have taken attention away from the story line'. What??!?! Seriously?

Then she goes about saying that she is "unnerved" by the amount of fangirls Draco has. She says that teenage girls usually have the tendency to "romanticize dark characters and the anti-hero and that Draco doesn't deserve the love". Again, WTF?

So Severus snape could have a redemption arc, even though he was a grown up who constantly did unacceptable stuff. But God-forbid, people see Draco, a kid who was constantly under the wrong guidance, under the control of his parents and Voldemort, in good light and perceive that it wasn't all his fault. God-forbid that we give the little small bean a redemption arc when you failed to do so Rowling. Joanne, you go wrong with it.

Coming to an another disappointment. "the cursed child". I can't even say much about this. Only will say that, it isn't canon. For me, at least. Cursed child totally contradicts the character development we see through the Harry Potter series. Literally speaking, I feel cursed that I have read that abomination.

And about casting Johnny Depp. "J. K. Rowling" doesn't seem like a hero anymore to me.

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Gravity's Got Nothing On You

Author: zosofi

Summary: “Three weeks,” Derek says.“Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.““My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal.

The Skies Above are Blue

Author: Trelkez

Summary: Derek is a wedding DJ. Stiles just happens to go to a lot of weddings.

The Amber of the Moment

Author: redhoodedwolf

Summary: Ever since he was eight years old, Stiles had been running. Fate decided it was time to stop.

Academia Series

Author: KuriKuri

Part 1: Hemingway Can Suck It

Summary: “For those of you who just transferred into this class or simply decided that day one wasn’t important enough to attend, I’m Professor Hale. Welcome to English 346, The American Novel.”Stiles is pretty sure his mouth is hanging open right now and that his eyes are wide with shock, because holy fuck, he thinks he knows why his students transferred. Hell, if he was still an undergrad, he probably would have transferred, too.

(Or: In which Stiles is a Biology professor and Derek thinks he's a student.)

Part 2: Misinterpret Me Like Lolita

Summary: “You don’t even know the course name?” Derek growls after the guy blushes and stutters out an answer, because, Jesus, he thought the university had standards.And it sounds like the course the guy is describing is his. Isn’t it just his lucky day? No breakfast and another student who doesn’t give a shit about the course material.This class is going to be hell – he’s calling it now.

Part 3: Leave the Black Light

Summary: “We shouldn’t,” Derek protests, although the way he grips Stiles’ hips a little too tightly betrays what he really wants. “There’s another class in here in less than half an hour.”“Then I guess we’ll have to be quick,” Stiles says, unconcerned. “Good thing I came prepared.”

Tonight, the Fox Hunts the Wolf

Author: LucifersHitman

Summary: Stiles always knew finding a mate would be hard for him. He's not bright and beautiful like Lydia, or strong like Danny or adorable like Scott.He was just Stiles, fox kid with ADHD who loved to draw. Derek Hale was everything, popular, strong, smart and gorgeous.They get put together on an English assignment and it doesn't go at all like Stiles expects.

Honey Eyes and a Wolf's Heart Series

Author: Underestimated_amateur

Part 1: Pup and Kit

Summary: Derek is eight when he first meets Stiles. Peaking over at him from the end of the bed, he stared in awe. The thing was so small and chubby with lovely pale skin covered in the cutest of freckles. The little one didn't even have hair yet, just fuzz on top of his head. And the prettiest amber eyes he's ever seen.

Part 2: It’ll Be Okay

Summary: Derek was nine when he first stayed the night in the Stilinski household. Stiles was a few months past one year old.When the door suddenly opens, he races in like a man on a mission. Listening to the two other heartbeats in the house, he quickly knows which one is the one he's looking for. Stiles.

Part 3: Sourwolf

Summary: Derek was eleven when he learns the answer to a question that's been burning inside his mind since he met Stiles. Stiles is three when he shows the world what he is. Eleven was also the age when Derek begrudgingly gets a nickname that'll last a lifetime.

Part 4: Wishing Flowers

Summary: Derek is twelve when he teaches Stiles about wishing on flowers when the little one visits him. Stiles is four when he knows for sure what he wants.

Part 5: My Batman, My Catman

Summary: Stiles was in first grade when Derek learns he has to share sometimes.

Part 6: Innocent Lips and Locked Fingers

Summary: Derek is fifteen when he first takes the little one out by themselves. Stiles is seven when he gives his first kiss.

Part 7: Cindered Wreckage

Summary: It was like a story how everything played out. Like a tragedy his mother could've read to him from her library when he was younger.Derek is fifteen when he feels broken.

Part 8: Hiraeth

Summary: It's been a year after the disaster, but sometimes Derek comes back to his broken home.He is sixteen when he learns what it means to grieve. He is sixteen when he re-lets people in.

Part 9: Taking a Shot

Summary: Derek is seventeen when he finally plays a basketball game. Stiles is nine when he sees his first game.

Part 10: Healing

Summary: Derek pays a certain someone another visit.

The Noble Tie That Binds Series

Author: minusoneday

Part 1: There Is A Brotherhood

Summary: So far, college has taught Stiles three things:1) Eight am classes are cruel and unusual and should be avoided at all costs, even if it means having to enroll in something truly hideous instead, like Econ 101.2) Dorm security is just as tight as Stiles’ orientation leader had promised it would be, and the dude guarding Scott’s dorm in particular does not respond well to bribes.3) Mrs. McCall clearly had no clue what she was talking about when she’d insisted that Scott and Stiles needed to branch out and room with strangers, so it’s all her fault that Scott ended up with a total dick of a roommate and Stiles got stuck all the way across campus with some guy who has a girlfriend two towns over and is thus never around.Or, the one where pledge brothers Stiles and Scott start a prank war with Derek Hale's fraternity.

Part 2: Your Lifelong Membership is Free

Summary: Uncle Peter’s spent years regaling Derek with tales of his time as President of the Alphas. Derek’s paid close attention, because Peter’s stint as President is a pretty comprehensive guide on ‘How to Successfully Run a Fraternity into the Ground,’ so Derek plans to do the opposite of what Peter did.***A Derek POV to There is a Brotherhood. In which Derek's life is hard.

Fang & Fur Series

Author: heartsdesire456

Part 1: Somewhere I Belong

Summary: When Stiles got an interview for an internship at Fangs & Fur magazine, the publication owned by the well known and widely respected alpha Talia Hale, he never expected it to be offered an actual job by Alpha Hale herself. He also never expected for his life to change so much after he met the man whose department he was assigned to.Stiles was not prepared for Derek Hale's cub, either.

Part 2: The Same Chains That I Kept You In

Summary: The story of how Peter and Chris got together in the Fangs & Fur 'verse“Why are you so annoying?!”  “Because I CAN BE!”“Oh wow, that’s so mature, Hale-““Oh bite me, Argent!”  Stiles was actually impressed by how long Peter and Chris had been fighting. He looked at Derek, who was holding out the book he was reading to show Alex the pictures where he was sitting in Stiles’s lap. “Dude, are they okay?” he asked softly, nodding to the doorway where Chris and Peter kept reappearing.Derek turned back just as Peter stalked past with Chris following him, arms waving as he argued with him. “Oh yeah, this is a near-monthly thing,” he said, and Stiles raised a skeptical eyebrow.Series

Part 3: A Gift From The Easter Bunny

Summary: SummaryStiles and his father are invite to the Hale Pack Easter Celebration.Stiles get's a special Easter Egg in his basket.

Part 4: Feelings That I’m Wrong

Summary: Stiles looked at him closely. “I know why Derek’s eyes are blue… but I’ve never heard anything about you.”Peter looked at Stiles and Stiles saw a slightly manic glint to his eye when he grinned predatorily. “Much like Derek was defending his cub, I killed another werewolf defending something I hold very dear,” he said bitterly. “It was kept out of the media by my sister’s influence, but it was actually just a few years ago.” He looked down at his drink, swirling the cup. “Let’s just say you don’t come to visit a pack and threaten the alpha’s baby brother’s mate.”

Part 5: Don’t Wanna Hear You Say Maybe

Summary: Stiles was getting really annoyed with Derek being secretive and excited over something he refused to talk about. All day at work Derek seemed distracted and happy but Stiles couldn’t work out why.

Part 6: Can’t Wait To Call You Mine

Summary: Derek and Stiles get married... and set up their friends.

Part 7: Baby Makes Four

Summary: When Stiles and Derek decide to adopt another child, they run into an unexpected obstacle that sends them down a painfully difficult path in hopes to adopt a child.

Part 8: New Beginnings

Summary: The start of the new year brought some changes to Fangs & Fur that nobody had really expected. The biggest of which shocked far more than just the Hale pack, or the company. It also shocked pretty much the whole supernatural community.

Part 9: Anything You Like

Summary: After an afternoon out shopping with his uncles, Alex asks a question that Stiles never expected (though he probably should have).

Part 10: A Very Hale Halloween

Summary: Stiles, Derek, and the kids get ready for Halloween night.

Part 11: In Memorium

Summary: On the 20th Anniversary of the Argent Terrorist Attack that took the lives of eleven people in the town of Beacon Hills, California, Governor Talia Hale gives a speech at a memorial event for the tragedy that killed her sister, her husband, and two of her children.

Part 12: I’m Thankful For...

Summary: Primary school Thanksgiving assignments and notes sent home from Alex's Pre-K teacher make Stiles cry.

Part 13: What’s Christmas Without A Trip to the ER

Summary: Stiles was just testing the lights to see which ones worked and which didn’t when there was a loud bang on the roof and the sound of a lot of smaller thuds going further towards the front of the house. He huffed and rolled his eyes. “Derek, be careful what you drop! You might break a hole in the roof!” he shouted, knowing Derek could hear him from inside.About five minutes later, Molly came skipping in. “Daddy fell off the roof and I think he has a booboo,” she said without preamble.Stiles jerked. “Daddy did what?!”

Part 14: Leaked

Summary: “In other news, Peter Hale, CEO of Fangs & Fur, the groundbreaking werewolf magazine, and brother of Governor Talia Hale, woke up to scandal today when racy photos of Hale and his husband were published on a website called The Den, a popular website aimed towards gay werewolves. So far Hale hasn’t been available for interview regarding the apparent leak.”

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[pimientos-especiales]

“We spent half the day shopping for things to improve YOUR room and you’ve just been rude to us!”

Yeah well fucking first of all, I didn’t ask you to do that. YOU decided I needed to change out almost all the furniture in my room, you didn’t even let me say “No, I’m fine with the furniture I have now, the furniture I specifically picked out because I like it”, you decided I need to replace all this furniture even though we’re not swimming in wealth and those bookcases are only like a year old, you decided what furniture I was going to have to replace it, and when you graciously allowed me to choose the colors you dismissed my first choice for one of the items because it “doesn’t match anything in my room” even though it DOES and your whole thing was that I should “select a new color scheme”. So, okay, TL;DR - you spent half a day shopping for stuff YOU decided I need, YOU picked out, and YOU didn’t even let me pick the color on, for me. Okay. 

And then of course nobody tells me when to expect you back so I don’t know if I should have a late lunch, or an early lunch and a snack, or just eat dinner on my own, and you come back and my sister’s bitching about being hungry, so then she eats a bagel and I’m ridiculous for wondering when we’re supposed to be having dinner then if she just ate, she snarks at me that I’m welcome to start dinner even though she always ALWAYS ALWAYS fucking bitches about whatever I want to make and nobody tells me what we’re supposed to be having, and if she’s the one who’s OMG starving because she remains too fucking stupid to bring a granola bar with her when she goes places, or whatever healthy alternative because granola bars have sugar and that’s bad even though she’ll eat like half a tin of brownies overnight. 

And then I fucking stab my foot on a sharp corner in my room and nobody so much as calls “You okay?” when I scream out in pain, but that’s to be expected. 

So then it’s time to unload the furniture, and you know god forbid SHE ever fucking help unloading furniture or anything. I say, having had to help store like 7 of HER boxes in OUR storage closet even though she doesn’t even live here and has never once offered any sort of repayment for the amount of space her stuff takes up in OUR apartments or storage lockers. 

Anyway I just go get my coat and shoes on and get the keys because, hey, I didn’t go to the store, sure I’ll help unload, although there’s been like a billion times where I’m the one who helped go grocery shopping and unloaded the car and put everything away by myself while literally nobody helped me. But, whatever. 

So we come back with the trolley/lorry/cart/whatever the fuck it is and I’m stuck in the hallway and can’t get past the boxes, and I also figure “well some of this is going in my room anyway, may as well just move it into my room” and oh boy what a mistake. I should just know by now not try to do anything because I always get treated like I’m a huge idiot for, like, moving furniture into my room that goes in my room, especially when I’m trapped. 

So mom does that thing moms do - you know, that sort of “ugh, I’ll just do it myself, you’re making this worse” kind of attitude? That. So you know, that’s always great. I’m just trying to be goddamn helpful, but I see it’s a “damned if you do, damned if you don’t” scenario! And anyway while I’m attempting to help, I bash my toe into the big tire on the cart, and go “ow ow ow!” and yet AGAIN get one of those mom attitudes, like how dare I be in pain? She always seems so annoyed when I get hurt, even though she just reacts like she’s been shot in the head over dumb shit. And like 45 minutes later my toe still hurts. 

And then meanwhile the dogs are just carrying on a whine storm in their crate, and mom tells them to shush, and my sister’s all “No, that’s giving them attention, that’s what they want” and you know I guess it’s all well and good for someone who DOESN’T OWN A DOG and isn’t with these dogs 24/7 like I am to be full of advice, even though of course everyone ignored MY dog advice when I was spending hours looking up tips and shit earlier because what do I know? And I guess it’s all well and good to say “giving them attention is what they want!” when you aren’t hyper-sensitive to high-pitched sounds such as dog whining and since you don’t live with them 24/7 you don’t know that they literally will not stop for an hour even if you ignore them, and when you aren’t hyper-sensitive to high-pitched sounds I guess listening to a dog whining for an hour isn’t a big deal! 

And she has the absolute gall to ask why I’m always so awful to her. Like excuse me, I could write a fucking novel about all the times you’ve been awful to me. But yeah, gee, sorry I’m not at my absolute best when I’m having to listen to high-pitched whining that we’re just supposed to put up with (and that hopefully our neighbors can’t hear), and when I’ve had to sit through you absolutely bitching about pretty much every aspect of every show I’ve tried to watch not just since yesterday but since literally forever, including talking loudly through a show I was trying to watch and then everyone getting all bent out of shape that I left the room apparently not realizing that I left because I couldn’t fucking hear half the show even though I even pointed out I was trying to watch it?

And gee you think MAYBE I might also have a bit of a problem with you calling the dogs “fatso” and “tubby” when I’m the one who feeds them? You think MAYBE I might take that as a criticism? And how every fucking - EVERY SINGLE FUCKING TIME, NOT EVEN AN EXAGGERATION - you’re here you comment about “how much stuff” we have. Even if we never used any of this stuff, you know what, you don’t fucking live here. It’s none of your business. Also I redirect to the “we’ve been storing your shit in OUR apartment for 4 years, actually longer than that because almost all your stuff was still in our place in Savannah after you moved to Seattle, thanks for helping load all of it into the moving truck OH WAIT”.

You think maybe, JUST MAYBE, having all my interests belittled and my job raising my dogs insulted every single fucking time you’re here is wearing on me just a little? And the fact that you’ve belittled my interests since I was a little kid, and you’re for some reason continuing to belittle Little Kid Me’s interests NOW, and that you (nor anyone else!) ever shows any interest in me, shares a kind word or a piece of concern when I yell “OW!” from somewhere else, interacts with me at all with any tone other than apathy or disdain, might MAYBE be wearing on me JUST A LITTLE? 

And maybe the fact that every single time I’ve ever tried to actually gets words out expressing my feelings about this, I get dismissed as just flatout being wrong? But then mom gets angry when I don’t say what’s wrong? So I can either say nothing and people get angry, or I can say what’s on my mind and just get dismissed as wrong - my feelings are incorrect. It’s stupid to be upset when my mom introduces my sister as “the artist in the family” when I’m an artist too, or to get upset that SO MANY THINGS I’ve seen that I’ve said “Wow, this is cool!” became a gift for my sister - including a reindeer ornament even though I have a collection of reindeer and she doesn’t collect anything and is always talking about “getting rid of stuff”?? - or that she just sits there and snarks through stuff I’m trying to watch - when she’s a guest here.

Yeah. My feelings are incorrect and there’s no reason I should ever be in a bad mood. I’m the awful one. As I sit here with my toe that’s still throbbing after more than an hour, having been criticized, belittled, insulted, and ignored numerous times just in the last 28 hours, and constantly every other time. Hey you know when the last time I’ve criticized, belittled, insulted, and ignored either of you or something you like right to your face? Never. So, yeah. What a horrible person I am. How dare I. Now go back to talking about how awful I am in between talking about how much you know about my condition and shit while never applying any of your knowledge to me or even asking me about it. Just treat me like I’m so bratty teenage girl with no neurological impairment. That’s worked great so far, thanks. 

And I know nobody cares, I just wanted to vent. Sorry.

Maybe I’ll get lucky and I finally just won’t wake up tomorrow. I’m just really tired of this shit, and nobody listening to me, and all this... this shit. I’m so tired. 

[myrelevantwriting-blog]

The Wild, 18-Minute Ride That Is Daydream Believer: A Review by a Former Teenaged Girl

Every generation has its “coming of age” movie: the movie that sees its main character through the naivety of adolescence to a catalyst that makes them realize they’re *gasp* growing up. The ‘70s had American Graffiti, the ‘80s had The Breakfast Club, the early ‘90s gave us the tearjerker My Girl (I’m still holding that vigil for Thomas J). All of these films had characters nearly everyone could identify with. Maybe you were the Cameron to your best friend’s Ferris Bueller. Perhaps you knew exactly what Jim Stark’s deal was in Rebel Without A Cause.

But then, in 1998 came a little known short film with a character so damn relatable it brings up memories you thought you buried so deep in the soil of your brain, it could only be unearthed by years of intense therapy.

Ladies and Gentlemen: Daydream Believer!

Let me start off by saying when my friend Rosie posted this movie to her blog I had no clue what the hell I was getting into. The 1970s film grain and the awkward silence (save for the chirping birds) when we meet our homegirl Susan made me half-expect one of those “What’s Happening to my Body?” filmstrips they made us watch in the 4th grade.

“Are you there, God? It’s me, Susan. All my friends are getting their periods except me. What have I done to anger you so?”

Right away we know Susan is different. She does weird things like…walking (especially when she has a perfectly good Schwinn on the front porch).

God, look at this freak.

“Look at her using her legs for non-jump-rope purposes like a fuckin’ loser.”

So it turns out that Susan’s a loner because she’s always daydreaming about her fab marvy crush…because she’s 11 and this is what 11-year-olds do: daydreaming and hurrying home and catch her fave rave on TV.

To be honest I was expecting it to be Davy Jones...the pirate, not the Monkee.

Yeah, Little Susie’s got fuzzy feelings for Mike Nesmith of the Monkees, to the chagrin of her concerned-yet-not-concerned-enough-to-actually-talk-to-their-kid parents. Susan’s mom is looking at her daughter like she didn’t wet herself over Sinatra back in her day.  I mean, Susan can’t be that obsessed, though. She’s only got like, one album and a single pinup on her wall like she’s some kind of amateur. And she’s pretty reserved in her screaming at the TV so that’s considerate of her.

Her disappointment over lack of mammaries perfectly mimics Mike’s face which in turn perfectly mimics how I feel about this movie so far.

The film then takes somewhat of a weird turn and becomes from here on out a wild rollercoaster ride of “What the actual fuck?” We take a journey into Susan’s brain as she sees herself as a 45 year-old woman teenager, getting ready for her date with-…oh my God.

YOU DON’T SAY

I’m somewhat flabbergasted by their casting decision to go with a paunchy, late-30s Ashkenazi Mike Nesmith but whatever. I’m not gonna judge Susan. She’s 11. When I was 11 I wanted to hang out with Gabe Kaplan circa ‘75. It’s a weird age.

So after her date with Mack Nussbaum we find Susan back at school, going for one of her weird daydream walks and completely oblivious to a group of bitches talkin’ shit behind her back.

“I bet she doesn’t even listen to the Banana Splits. Dweeb.”

“Joke’s on you! Me and Marc Nesbitt are gonna go closed-mouth kiss behind the JFK Memorial Tree. Hope I don’t get pregnant!”

I’m not even going to comment on this next scene. There’s nothing I can add to how utterly perfect it is in its understanding of the pre-teen girl’s brain so I’m just gonna let the caps do the talking.

But trouble rears its ugly head in the form of Susan’s teacher, glaring at her disapprovingly and telling her she’s “a much better writer than this [homework],” before proving this to be a bold-faced lie as we cut to a scene in which Susan writes in her diary:

Mike is so beautiful. He has lovely brown eyes. His hair is so soft and silky. I want to run my fingers through his beautiful hair. He has a sweet Texas accent that is so beautiful to listen to. I could listen to him read a book for hours and hours. He’s divine enchanting!!!

This nonsense reads like a 1st grade primer. Girl, I know you’re 11 but this is clearly not your first day at the Mike Nesmith Rodeo. This should all have been covered on page one.

Also, I hope Susan asked for a thesaurus for Christmas. 

So homegirl’s studies are suffering because she can’t keep her mind out of Mike’s pants and daydreaming about going on a romp with Mork Nerfherder to the song Papa Gene’s Blues. As you do…

“Whatchu thinkin’ about?” “Oh nothing…just statutory stuff.”

…that is until your cockblock of a teacher calls you out for not paying attention and embarrasses you in front of the entire class (a situation I knew all too well, so I actually empathize with her here). Susan goes home to complain to Raggedy Anne and delve into yet another daydream in which Mike takes her home to meet “the guys.” Oh boy, I can’t wait to see what small town community theater actors they got to play the Monk-…..wait what?

They look as confused as I do right now.

After an awkward introduction to the roommates (we’ve all been there. College, amirite?!) Murk and Susan go up to Mulk’s room…

I’m suddenly feeling rather uncomfortable and it’s not for the severed clown head in the corner.

…where Malk puts on bossa nova music and they start making out…

Oh my God, No….

NO!!!

NONONONONONONONONO!

YOU’RE GONNA CUT BACK TO THE CHILD ACTRESS AND MAKE THIS MORE AWKWARD THAN IT IS?! WHAT ON EARTH IS WRONG WITH YOU?!

Those lines under Raggedy’s eyes are from all the internal screaming.

No…………………….this is not how I wanted to die.

OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN HALLOWED BE THY NAME….

…AS I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY OF THE SHADOW OF DEATH….

HAS THIS BEEN A PORNO THE ENTIRE TIME?!

BRB SETTING MYSELF ON FIRE…

There isn’t a word for how unnerved I am right now, so I’m just going to make one up. I am extremely floopnozzled, I am totally and immensely…wait a second…

As I breathe a gargantuan sigh of relief, Bra-vo!

After Susan has finished violating her poor Raggedy Anne doll, her dad barges into her room and in a very ominous voice says they need to talk.

The clown in the back but on a brave smile but what his eyes have seen cannot be unseen.

They go to a parent-teacher conference to talk about Susan’s failing schoolwork and conclude it’s Mike’s fault, so they ban her from the living room and the TV. And for whatever reason I don’t quite understand, there’s a scene where Susan has to listen to her parents bone on the couch. I guess as part of her punishment? I dunno.

Girl, same.

EDIT: @legrandennui has informed me that it’s possible the voices she’s hearing aren’t her parents but her daydreams distracting her again. I still think it’s the parents, though.

And even though her parents think she’s obsessed with Mike and forbid her from watching The Monkees, her enabling Mom comes home from the grocery store and gives her flowering junkie a hit of the hard stuff via Teen Life magazine with the Monkees on the cover. I heard this was how Sid Vicious died.

At first Susan is overjoyed, until slowly her smile fades as she reads an article. She storms off into her room and screams at her magazine “WHY DIDN’T YOU TELL ME YOU WERE MARRIED?!”

Lol wut? Child, where have you been? How are you going to be all up on Mike’s dick but not know anything about him beyond his brown eyes and silken hair? That’s like, page 1 in How to Obsess.

So we get one last daydream sequence in which Susan tells Mike she’s leaving him because she’s grown and wants to move on…

…which I guess in this case means getting back to her schoolwork and keeping her grades up…amongst other things.

“Wait, does this mean Shatner doesn’t make her want to bone? Is that the lesson here?”- @legrandennui

I’ve watched a lot of movies about adolescence in my years but this was the first one I’ve seen that had perfectly nailed it in terms of being a young girl with a fave rave. I had gone through nearly everything in this movie: the nonstop daydreams, the constant writing about the object of my surging hormonal lust, not paying attention in school, the concerned look from my parents, and I’m not ashamed to admit my pillow had gotten the Raggedy Anne treatment. My room was a bit more intense than that, pin-up wise but I can’t imagine they had a lot to dress the set with in 1998. This was like looking straight into my own past and as uncomfortable as it was to see what I was like from a 3rd party view, I have to say at the same time it’s incredibly amusing to watch someone flip out over a teen idol while sitting back with a knowing, sympathetic nod. 

If you want to watch the film it’s here on Youtube.

[ahnminhyk]

ok ur one of the few people that doesn't blatantly hate william and noora together... so... listen i really like noora and william together i think they're cute and i like william until i think about how he was sooooo rude to vilde and hurt her so bad and then how noora just accepted it like she still dated william even tho he hurt her friend so badly?? but then i think about how u can't help who u fall in love with?? idk... what's ur opinion

oh boy, okay, so i won’t get too much into this again because i’ve talked about it before and tbh i don’t really like repeating myself, but i guess it’s been a while since i said this so here we go.

(this turned into a real essay lmao sorry)

yes, william was rude and awful to vilde. we all agree on that. but i don’t agree with you when you say that noora just accepted it. in fact, she went out of her way to make him feel bad and sorry for what he said. and while i don’t agree with his approach/methods, i also don’t think it’s very fair to crucify him for the one objective mistake he’s made. 

because, when you look at it right, vilde was just as bad. i’m not excusing his behaviour (i feel like i need to say this at least ten times every time i talk about this, so i apologise). but vilde was using him the same way he was “using” her. she said so herself, she wanted to use him to get her first time over with. 

except, surprise surprise, he wasn’t the asshole she thought he would be. he was nice and thoughtful of her bc it was her first time and he wanted her to enjoy it. that’s when she started to become really obsessed with him, which isn’t healthy for either of them. i’ve seen other people say it, and i’ve said it a few times myself: if vilde had been a guy and william a girl, everyone would be calling her out on stalking him and all that crap.

now moving on to that moment haters love to bring up where he says those horrible things to her. again, i am not excusing his attitude. what he did was shitty and wrong. but mind you, vilde went over there with every intention to call him out in front of the whole school and embarrass him. don’t tell me she didn’t. vilde may be a little naive sometimes, but she’s not an idiot. she knew what she was doing. but instead, he beat her to the curve. it was wrong. it was a shitty thing to do. he could’ve dealt with her better. he made a mistake. i feel like sometimes, people forget that william is a teenager, just like everyone else on the show. people seem to hold him to such an impossibly high standard. he’s a teenage boy!!!! he makes mistakes!!!! god forbid he says one bad thing to one person!!!!!!

honestly, the whole thing with vilde was a mess on both sides, they both acted shitty and it was bad. but don’t try and tell me he “triggered” her eating disorder, because that’s not how EDs work.

moving on to noora and her “accepting” it, i don’t think that was the case at all. she held it over him for so long. i think people forget, bc most of us binged s1 and s2, that those two seasons were actually 3 months apart. 3 months passed between 11:11 and 1:12. and on that last episode of s1, noora made that deal with william for the date in exchange for him apologising to vilde. 

boy waited 3 whole months for noora to either go on that date like she promised she would or call it off. and you can’t honestly tell me he wouldn’t have let her back out if she’d said she wanted to in any way that’ll make me believe you.

anyway, noora held this against william for a long time, and didn’t let him forget it, perhaps because she didn’t want to forget about it, either. maybe she was trying to talk herself out of liking him, if that makes sense? like, it was pretty clear noora was attracted to him from pretty early on. in 11:11, he manages to leave her rattled and speechless. noora is never speechless, she always has something to say, a comeback, anything. 

fast forward to the date, when they’re sitting on that bench and she goes off on him about (again) vilde. he explains why he did it. it still doesn’t make it right, and she knows that. she can’t not know. and he says that since he apologised vilde has been all over him again. you can say that it’s because he kept inviting them to stuff or whatever, and i might even agree. but honestly ??? i don’t think he knew just how deep vilde was, talking about them being together and whatnot. after all, they are teens in school with reputations and whatever. idk about you, but when i had a crush in high school (and nowadays), no matter how whipped i was, i would do everything in my power to keep that person from finding out i was in so deep. and sure, william is not clueless. but neither is vilde. we have to remember that we don’t even have access to their private chats. we don’t know what he said to her, and vice versa.

when he says “now she likes me again. let’s hope this was a good idea” or smth like that, i can’t remember the exact words, you can see noora’s reaction, maybe thinking “okay maybe he’s not as bad as i made him out to be”. bc i really think that william didn’t mean to hurt vilde like really badly, you know? he said those things to get her off his back, it was reckless, spur of the moment. he didn’t know how huge of an effect it would have on her.

and through the following episodes, he keeps showing noora how much he cares about her. he keeps showing that he’s in it for the long run, that she’s not “just another girl” for him. and that, to me, is what i think makes noora finally get over that hurdle and allow herself to love him. bc she was holding herself back bc of vilde, and in doing that, she wasn’t allowing herself to be happy with william like she knew she could be.

anyway, you asked for my opinion and i got carried away, but these are my thoughts on the matter, i could write on and on but i’ll leave it here