#I cant believe I actually wrote it in one sitting

[earl-grey-love]

Well, I wrote my first o.m fanfic...

[riellegaming]

WHY! TIS VALEN VAN VARRO VIC VON VIVIVIVI THE WEAK LINK IN THE SORROW OF WERLYT!?

firstly to me he fails to be interesting as a foil to gaius and his beliefs -- he's more of a straw man than an actual commentary. when gaius was so complex and believable in the ways he was a terrible person it's frustrating that the only thing they can seem to come up with when making a character that is meant to reflect his bad qualities and create a closer examination of his flaws is "cartoonishly evil scientist that doesnt believe in the sanctity of life because 🤷"

and he's not interesting as an antagonist to the auri siblings either. him being the one driving the plot is just the point to me where things became uninteresting and one-note. it paints the siblings as victims who just.. found themselves in an inescapable bad situation and are trying to make the best of it when they could have been so much more. as someone who's into mecha who can tell that the person who wrote sorrow of werlyt is also into mecha the weapons and the pilots are a highlight of the questline. child soldiers are being fed to war machines and turned into monsters that resemble the colonizers that took their homes and lives from them. it's haunting. it should have been amazing. but the story both refuses to give them agency and risk bloodying their hands and refuses to engage with what their lack of agency means. and i cant help but think valens is part of what makes it feel that way.

but then the way the writers refuse to sit and let characters that arent necessarily meant to be "bad" people do bad things without sugar coating it or attempting to make up for it frustrates me. gaius is a big example of this to me. i have problems with sorrow of werlyt besides the way they chose to write valens but he feels like a representation of a lot of the issues i have. i hope this makes sense.

also you can take all of this with a grain of salt it's just my onion based on my reading of werlyt lol 👍

[emmyrosee]

hiya emmy :D i was reading ur dad aus, and i thought ‘what if emmy wrote older sibling aus?’ and i wanted to request one :) somehow im a complete softie for ur bakugou, so i wanted to request an older brother bakugou who ten years older than his lil sis, and she absolutely adores him. i think shed be like ‘katsu-nī’ all the time, and be around five? six? when he gets into UA. idk why but im imagining him calling her ‘kid’ or ‘brat(in a nice way, u know?)’ and when hes rlly soft, maybe ‘sweetheart’ when she has nightmares? and maybe when he gets captured, shes so scared that she cant sleep well, and after he comes back, she begs to sleep with him, and mama mitsuki finds her kids sleeping together during the night, with bakugous lil sis clinging to him like her life depends on it and bakugou having an arm around her. and maybe when she was younger, shed enter bakugous room randomly, and sit on his lap while he does hw or study? and shed have all kinds of nicknames for his friends, for instance, she likes to call midoriya ‘zuku-nī’ and kirishima ‘aka-nī’ cuz he had red hair and calls the rest of them by their first names and ‘san’ at the end :) thx for listening to my rant and i hope ur having a good day, and u stay healthy :)

-sky :D

WAIT NO THIS IS ACTUALLY LIKE. REALLY REALLY CUTE-

Because like. Yeah, the last thing the boy needs in his life is a new sibling, he needs that like he needs a UTI.

But then she comes along and he’s like… like he’s obsessed with her.

He tries to hide it under indifference, he doesn’t really care that there’s gonna be a new, tiny presence in his home, he’s got enough to take care of.

That is, until Bakugou Kaida comes into this world.

Until the smallest, sweetest bundle of pink blankets is passed into his arms and it’s then and only then he realizes that he’s doomed, because this kid was going to absolutely have him wrapped around her finger, and come hell or high water, he’d keep her the happiest little brat to walk the face of the earth.

And he is sure to have her grow up with that knowledge.

One time, when she was three, someone pushed her on the playground, and Katsuki nearly punted a four year old- he, instead, told her how to push back (which wasn’t appreciated by his parents) and stand her ground.

However, said ‘happiest brat mantra,’ she knows exactly how to make it curve him for her benefit.

When he’s left to babysit her, she flashes him her biggest set of puppy eyes to make him play with her; his parents have come home god knows how many times to him with a table cloth draped over his back, playing Horsies- she does it more when Midoriya is the horse, because he can’t say no to her either, but anytime she says “Zuku-ni would do it” to Katsuki, he immediately drops on his hands and knees with a snarl on his mouth. Like hell he’s gonna let Midoriya win her heart like that.

And listen, the kid is cute, and she’s got that classic Bakugou charm. She knows how to work it! But Katsuki can’t help the absolute rage down his spine when she’s got her tiny arms curled around Kirishima’s thick neck and they tease him about when they’re gonna get married because yeah, of course, she wants to marry his friends, because why can’t she be disgusted by them like he is?

(”Yeah, bakubro, you’re cool being my best man for it, right?”

“I’d rather skin you alive and drape you over my banister before I let you come near her with a ring pop, do not test me-”)

But obviously, no matter what, for Kaida’s happiness, Katsuki is willing to move boulders, move mountains, part seas, and swallow the stars if it meant she would smile for him.

So, when he gets taken by the LOV, it’s wild how much Kaida deflates. Mitsuki catches her, more times than not, curled up on his bed to sleep for her nap, and at nighttime, she stares longingly outside of her window to wait for him. They try to be gentle and explain that he’ll be back soon, but she doesn’t believe them, she wants to see it with her own eyes.

They put her back to bed, but she’s up a few hours later, perched at her window and whimpering softly. They try to keep her in their bed, but all she does is ask questions about Katsuki until the early hours of the morning, things they don’t always know the answer to.

Those were the longest days of her little life, and when they finally get the call that he’s alright, he’s alive, it’s an extremely tearful reunion. And Katsuki, the hellion and wall of impenetrable rage, screws his eyes shut to fight the stabbing of tears that want to fall into her hair.

Kaida absolutely refuses to let him out of her sight after that.

The entire time they’re talking to the school, her big, crimson eyes are blinking up at him, tiny fingers curled in his shirt collar. Completely unfazed by the snapping between her parents and brother, she just. Stares. She doesn’t smile, she doesn’t frown, she doesn’t pout. It’s just a simple, blank face with all her emotions and relief in her eyes.

Even after the whole ordeal, there’s a part of Kaida that treasures Katsuki (somehow) even more. Anytime he’s home, she’s clinging to him, be it physically by dangling to his back and legs, or simply being in the same room with him: next to him at the dinner table, sleeping on his bed while he’s at his desk, playing with his fingers while he watches tv.

He’d be annoyed by it if she wasn’t so cute.

If he didn’t miss her almost as much as she missed him.

It’s different when he’s away at school and can call her whenever he wants; he hates how much he loves the little snot.

Even now, curled into his side and sucking her thumb while they watch TV, Katsuki knows that if he gets up to merely pee, she’s gonna follow him and sit on the outside of the door, talking to him under the door. (The first time Deku saw that in action, he cooed audibly, and Katsuki nearly ran out of the can with his pants undone to blow him to shit.) and he’d never be able to complain about it.

Sometimes, he can’t help but putting off whatever it is he needs to do, to keep her comfy.

It’s what big brothers do.

“Katsu-ni?” She hums around her thumb. Big eyes look up at him, and he scratched her hair gently.

“What’s up?”

She pauses, as if trying to find the words, her tiny brows furrowed in thought. Then, she speaks, words warbled from the digit in her mouth.

“You think mumma gon’ notice if I go back ta’ school wiff you? In your back-packie?”

He snorts and tightens his arm around her, burrowing his face in her hair to hide the sound. She squeals and bats him away affectionately, completely crawling in his lap when she deems he’s too far from her.

“I think she might, stink.”

Kaida pouts and thunks her head against his chest, the fingers of her free hand fisting his collar. “Do ya have to go…?”

“You know I do,” he grumbles, hooking a lock of hair behind her ear, once again burying his face in her hair. The only noise for a moment comes from the TV, and he focuses on the rhythmic breathing from his little brat.

“You don’t have to think about that for a few more days,” he says, planting a kiss to her head and choosing to fight the way his eyes water when she sniffles softly. “You can use me as a jungle gym for a few more days.”

This, has her giggling, and he angles his head up at the ceiling because this is always the hardest part about being home, especially since he was kidnapped.

“I don’t like when you leave, Katsu-ni,” she mumbles.

“I know, baby.”

“Make me miss you…”

“I know- you know I miss you too.”

“Wish you didn’t have to keep goin’ ‘way…”

He swallows again.

“I know.”

[crunchesmunches]

I feel bad shit insane talking to a wall about dragneel brothers 😭

Anyways silly brother hc that would fit into lore if zeref didn’t have a curse and joined fairy tail and wasn’t actually insane

-Zeref definitely constantly makes sure his out fit is correct and tidy like he doesn’t mean to do it but he just feels more in control of himself that way. And when he sees Natsu’s clothes always messed up and messy he constantly fusses about it after he fights and brushes Natsu off without realizing

-Natsu is zerefs biggest weakness if that weakness was he just doesn’t wanna hurt Natsu emotionally or physically at all like Natsu is his baby. Zeref could never actually hurt Natsu badly sure Zeref is fully aware Natsu can handle anything but if he’s fighting and someone put Natsu infront of that attack he would immediately stop it, Natsu is very important to him and Natsu knows that to. which why he used it to get stuff from Zeref

-I know zeref made lullaby as a whole killing thing but it would be really funny if zeref also created things or other instruments that reminded him of people he liked especially Natsu so there’s a flute out there that’s just for Natsu but will never be found cause it won’t be played unless Natsu finds it. There’s tons of zerefs instruments and creations out there that aren’t for anyone but Natsu

-Natsu likes to draw not well and he draws like a five year old however whenever it does it just makes him incredible happy and carefree (this is totally not based off of that scene in 100 year quest when Natsu wrote in the library books) and he doesn’t tell anyone about it but he likes to draw people sometimes it’s good sometimes it’s not but it just makes Natsu happy and whenever zeref sees Natsu draws he always sits next to him and watches happily

-Natsu’s very short and I mean like 5,3 and it’s cause Natsu has always been small he’s just small and zeref cant get over how funny it is because Natsu convinced half the people he knows he’s taller than he is by just not standing directly next to them it just makes zeref giggle sometimes Natsu literally needs to climb on him for missions but Natsu being small helps them do a lot of things like sneak into vents or something

-zeref is a big hugger and wraps his arms around Natsu head and in a death grip he rubs his face in Natsu hair. Sometimes zeref will lift Natsu up to see things and he always hugs Natsu before lifting him up on his hands

-Natsu and zeref both speak a different language and it’s not a normal language it’s a mix of old language from there town and draconic which makes a weird language no one knows because the whole town was wiped out. I also believe this town had there own customs and beliefs and coexist with dragons just didn’t care for them which is why they knew draconic but so jumbled with some other language Natsu and zerefs culture and language is just incomprehensible to anyone. This town celebrated life and death which is why zeref is named after death and Natsu is the summer it’s like after a volcano erupts new life begins.

-igneel was fond of zeref and wanted zeref to stay with him when he dropped Natsu at his door and zeref still does not know why

-Natsu and zeref hold hands all the time to not lose each other

-zeref has dragon parts like Natsu but more demonic from his curse but he’s rarely seen with his demon/dragon tail

-Natsu and zeref act so similar sometimes there both bubbly in the same way boyishly happy to be around each other

-would elfman Mirajane and lissanna be the opposite of ignia zeref and Natsu I think they have a “who are the better siblings battle

-Natsu and zeref hate ignias “nieces” (the gold dragons ancestors) because they thing there such great siblings when there just the worst versions of them

-Natsu and zeref can never take things seriously there always giggling and confused by the target

-zeref has a cat called misery which is the opposite of happy and is a Scottish fold cat and also purple (ignia also has a cat who’s a lynx or leopard who can’t stand ignias ass)

[savnofilter]

Wisdom Teeth Aftercare

                    LoV + Giran x [GN]Reader

CONTENT WARNING(S): sav attempting fluff, mentions of wounds & medicine doses, def an insert, semi established-relationships.

WORD COUNT: 1.5k [5 mins].

READ MORE: masterlist + [students & adult masterlists]

A/N: im in so so so much pain. wrote this because im lonley and would kill to have one of these beautiful characters to aid me. these would be longer if i wasnt so delirious rn. (not proofread)

Dabi knows what to do but also does not. 

hes been through a lot of painful situations wheres hes needed to take medication, and most times he isnt even able to take any. 

hes trying his best to comfort for you in his own little warped way. 

"Hey, sit back down" Dabi snaps at you in annoyance as you attempt to leave your bed, and rolls his eyes at your mumble-whining. "You're delirious right now, don't argue with me."

he makes sure that your night stand is always replenished. hes like a little nurse and even in your medicated haze, you find it super cute.

♱ you cant tell him that tho… he'll get pouty. not something you hate but its the bratty behavior that follows it.

gives you tons of forehead kisses because he cant give you cheek ones cuz of your swollen cheeks. 

its practically killing him he cant just cup them while theyre big the way they are. 

is definitely teasing you as he takes care of you. sometimes putting stuff out of your reach or eating a burger in front of you knowing you wont be able to do that for a couple of days. 

"Fine fine, say ahh-- oh wait." Dabi snickers. 

he really thought he ate, huh? i guess he did (literally).

Shigaraki does not know what hes doing. 

"You want cuddles or sumthin'??" He tilts his head as you look at him with the most annoying puppy dog eyes you can muster up. 

he unfortunately believes that you could suck it up but we all know its because deep down he enjoys pain a little too much. 

is actually persistent on giving you your meds for you to heal with.

although dont expect it to be accurate all the time…. 

he isnt as attentive and usually drops by to spend some time with you since he doesnt want you to be alone too much. 

even with how awkward it is, he'll give you the "normal'' amount of affection and give your head and cheekbone area light kisses for you to feel better.

"You know I can go steal a way stronger dose right?" 

If you could frantically shake your head no you would.

he'll sometimes let you play video games with him so he can also keep himself entertained as well. 

he doesnt assimilate into your schedule like Dabi does but he tries his best to still help you no matter what.

Toga in a very odd way is ecstatic that youre in pain. 

♱ not like she isnt “odd” already,,

shes very excited to play nurse and help you heal. probably dresses for the part too.

"We'll get you back up on your feet in no time!"Toga declares happily, shoving a small spoon into your mouth with applesauce on it. 

is whistling or humming as she helps you out and somehow acquired some non-prescriptive cute glasses. she'll tilt them up or press them closer as she checks the doses. 

shes actually pretty on top of it (but you do have to double check if its correct because you know how careless she can be without ill intent).

she'll get you stuff animals and blankets for you to nap in. 

has it so shes sleeping over (not that thats new anyways).

gives you lots of affections but makes sure to be soft so she doesnt hurt you by accident.

if youre in any kind of pain, you can always count Toga be there to aid you. 

frantic. 

youd think with Spinner's cool demeanor would make you think otherwise but nope. 

hes clocking your schedule and making sure you got everything set. 

"You have everything for 12 pm right?" He checks in and takes your small little nod as a yes. He releases a small sigh to himself and leaves to take a tinkle. He let's out one of the most loudest sighs of worry you've ever heard from him. It's pretty funny when you realize he's been trying to keep composed this whole time.

unlike Toga, he has actual glasses. 

looks like such a grandpa taking care of you. 

youre so entertained by him that honestly it distracts you a bit from the soreness and the pain. 

he gets mopey when he cant cuddle you on days where youre in too much discomfort. 

has you basically nesting as you recover. 

a little all over the place? yes. would you still rate your experience with his 10/10? 

of course.

literally do not expect too much from him. 

with all Twice's sides it really differs on what youre getting that day (sometimes throughout if its a hectic 24 hours).

he is trying his best since he doesnt like seeing you in pain and gives you lots of kisses. 😭

idc what anyone says out of the whole league, hes the most caring. 

when hes attentive, hes on it. 

checking your temp, getting your foods, making sure you have your cool & hot pads. also has alarms so he can remind himself when to check up on you. 

unfortunately he doesnt want to seem like a bother so he tries to not to be too much in your space </3

he knows you dont mind but he gets self conscience as he normally does. 

even when hes not tending to you hes just chilling in your vicinity when you two arent interacting. 

he thinks he couldve helped you more but you think he did great. 

Mr Compress is all the extravaganza. you said calling in sick, bro heard "time to pamper and preform".

even if its the smallest things he'll give it to you in fun little ways so you arent bored out of your mind. 

♱ and also so you dont feel skipping out on doses and actually take them. 

you werent aware but this mf also has multiple costumes?? youre pleased to have learnt this. 

he is a show man after all…

of course he doesnt over do it, he wants you rested not overstimulated. 

is a very chill man to be around when hes not doing flip and tricks and you cant decide which of him you like more (you dont choose ultimately).

of course he has a little something up his sleeve to keep you on your toes but you cant complain with that. 

did he essentially treat you like a kid? yes. 

do you care tho? not at all. 

Kurogiri is the most put together out of them. 

(youre supposed to be surprised by this revelation.)

i mean, what do you expect from a man who has taken care of another man for years…?

makes sure youre doing everything so you can recover expeditiously. 

isnt doing all that affection stuff honestly. 

he drops in, replenishes everything you need and dips. 

he kind of treats you like youre sick and it lowkey hurts your feelings with how much he avoids you. 

in general hes give an average amount of affection so you sometimes have to speak up when he hasnt cuddled you for some time. 

even with all your requests he never seems bothered how much you ask and what you ask for. :')

he is pretty good but sometimes you wish he could be a bit softer (sue me).

imagine Toga but 2.0. 

Magne isnt as energetic and into the role of the 'nurse' but is very much still doting. 

feeds you in the beginning stages before you gotta remine them that they definitely dont have to. 😭

when youre feeling extra cranky theyll try and coax you into it (consensually ofc who do you think youre with?!)

"I know you don't feel like it but you'll feel much better once you take it." Magne rubs your shoulder as you whimper in pain, and presses a gentle and chaste kiss to your temple. 

even with how bubbly and outgoing they are, they are just as stern. 

is one to make sure youre having a laid experience while making sure your lazy attitude will not interfere with your healing process. 

makes sure to have a big celebration thing when you are fully healed and gives you all the cuddles that you may have missed out on when you were healing. 

AHT AHT stfu hes on the list dont say anything. 

Giran's methods may be ghetto but he gets the job DONE. 

"Y'know I got my own knocked out by and old friend of mine" 

"Mmphwha…?" 

"Crazy shit, I know! But he's some psychiatrist or sumthin' so I trusted the bastard anyways!" 

um… moving on…

is in and out of your place but makes sure that youre well taken of when hes there. 

its like a roulette if when you wake up he'll be on your bed watching TV or if hes nowhere to be seen without a trace. 

will give you the rare kiss but more of his gentle behaviors are like little pokes to your cheeks just because of how puffy they are. 

♱ got you those get well presents and theyre so cute. </3

his treatment is nothing special but it definitely helped you feel better. 

[arikaluvss]

-(OT7) How bf!Enha met their s/o-

Parings: Bf!Enha x fem!reader, bf!Enha x afab!reader Genre: fluff, established relationship (???) Warnings: none! just a full fluff

-> Lee Heeseung !! He met you in a dating app (well I guess you could tell it was an ldr??) You and Heeseung haven't met personally, so after a year 'n a half on the long distance relationship, he wanted to meet up and you agreed since you also wanted to meet him. The day of meeting up you got dressed nicely and went to the airport waiting for him, while you were waiting someone suddenly back hugged you, you turned around immediately and saw Heeseung infront of you smiling ''Hi my love'' You tackled him to a big hug and look up at him since he's taller than you. ''wow..your really here now..You look more handsome in person, love'' you said while touching his face softly because you couldn't believe it, the love of you life is right Infront of you right now. ''I'm here now my love..I will spend every single second of my life beside you, forever''

-> Park Jongseong !! You met Jay in a photoshoot you had for Prada (HEAR ME OUT. I feel like jay would fit in a model au smthg) You we're almost done with you photoshoot but Jay approached you, ''Hi Y/N..I was wondering if I could get your number? I want to be friends with you, you did a great job earlier too!'' you eventually gave your phone number since why not? Then the next day he would text you asking you too meet up and ofc you agreed after that you both would go on multiple ''friend'' dates, you started developing feelings for him, I mean who wouldn't? he's an absolute husband material. After a couple of months of the continues dates, he confessed his feelings and you reciprocate his feelings. You both started Dating after that, I could imagine him taking you out on a fancy restaurant. Would not hesitate to announce his relationship with you on his socials.

-> Sim Jaeyun !! You both met through your brother, Jake was your brother's bestfriend. (I had no ideas left huhu I wrote sun,hoon and jake last) Your brother needed to go travel to another country for business purposes and needed someone to look after you, so he called his bestfriend; Jake, to look after you for a week, Honestly for your case you were happy since you like Jake, He was a big tease and would flirt with you any chance you get since he just loves seeing you flustered (he likes you btw !!) you both go on friendly dates and after that your feelings started growing more and more each day. One day he left a note on the table saying that you to meet him at a restaurant and to dress nicely, after you read it you immediately dressed up and rush to go to the restaurant only to see him at the table with flowers in his hands and he confessed his feelings to you, asking if he can court you, You were surprised but happy. After a few months you finally decide to answer him and make him your boyfriend.

-> Park Sunghoon !! (this one is a bit long than the others!) You both met at the ice rink. (actually this one is quite cliché but idcidc) Sunghoon brought his little sister to the ice rink, while they were ice skating. He needed to buy something so he left his sister there for awhile, but then his little sister was confused were he went or where he is, she looked at the whole area but sunghoon wasn't there, so she started crying then you saw sunghoon's sister crying sitting on the ice and you approached her, ''hi..im Y/N, why are you crying..?'' the little girl explained that she cant find her brother so you helped her find her brother andd after a bit you both found sunghoon waiting in line for something, the little girl ran to him immediately hugging him ''Sorry sis..I forgot to tell you..Thank you for helping her..Ms Y/N'' after that you would see the both of them almost everyday in malls, parks and restaurants, one day when you saw them again in the mall sunghoon approached you and asked for your number, ofc you gave it, the next day he would text you and asking if you would want to go on a ''friend'' date with him, months past by and finally he confessed to you.

-> Kim Sunoo !! You both met through a mutual friend! Your friend, Wonyoung introduced Sunoo to you, in a party. You and Sunoo got along with each other instantly, (+Wonyoung introduced sunoo to you because sunoo had a crush on you since highschool and wanted to talk to you but he was shy so when he knew wonyoung was your bestfriend he begged for her to help him get closer to you) after that day you both would talk more, you both decided to be seatmates, eat together at lunch time in school. Sunoo flirts with you sometimes and you would get shy everytime, He takes you out everyday and always sends small gifts, you were developing feelings for sunoo, every night you would look at you and sunoo's picture together and smiling nonstop. Eventually you confessed to him and you both started dating after!

-> Yang Jungwon !! You met Jungwon in a Cafe where you work at (ORR it could be at the garden!!! I can make a separate one! i just feel like it suits him ykk) Jungwon was popular in your neighborhood because he was handsome and cute, but he studies in an all boys school so girls cant see him much, well as for you, you don't focus on that stuff, you focus more on studies so you don't really know about this ''jungwon'' guy, One day when you we're working, screams were heard from outside, you look up to see a young, handsome and cute guy, you immediately fell in love (love at first sight ?? OKAYY I'm not saying anymore!! I'm actually making this a smau orr!! written, I'll post spoilers soo please look out for it !! &lt;3)

-> Nishimura Ni-ki !! You both met in a gaming cafe !! You two was teammates in a match (you saw his user in his screen soo, he also knows) You and Ni-ki was well known for being the best players in valorant, you actually wanted to talk with him and possibly play with him but you were having second thoughts but now was the perfect time, after that match ended, you nudged ni-ki and told him how amazing he was in playing, and praised him for his skills, Ni-ki also compliments you for your skills and asked if you both can be mutuals, since he wanted to play more with you. You immediately said yes and gave him your number. You and ni-ki would always talk nonstop and playing, After a few months you both started dating.

© arikaluvss

[h4rring1on]

HEY!! I love ur blog! I wanted to ask if u maybe wanna wrote a lil Stevie image? Like Eddie and fem!reader are besties but he CONSTANTLY chooses ppl over her (goes out w Chrissy etc just SUPER angsty) and reader likes eddie. She lost her confidence due to being 2nd choice (maybe also always being parents second choice) and then Steve and u start to hand out. He brings back ur confidence is super gentle and sweet, u go on trips with him and the teens and stuff and in the end it’s Steve x reader and bittersweet ig for reader and Eddie <33

pairing: eddie munson x reader

a/n: sure ! istg bro I HOPE THIS IS GOOD I SWEAR IM TRYING 😭

warnings: reader is a second choice, eddie is kind of an asshole in this, stevie is better than eddie deal with it 😇😇, swearing

you and eddie have been best friends for the longest time, you’d always hang out together, and do everything together. nobody would ever say your name without eddie being after it

you two were just—soulmates! he just got you, and that’s what made you guys so close

he would cheer you up when you’re sad, buy you your favorite things, share secrets with you, choose you over everyone, he made you feel special

that was before.

now…now you had to deal with this new eddie. this eddie never made you feel that way. he suddenly changed, he stopped hanging around as much, didn’t think of you as much, didn’t even care about you, all he cared about was basically anything but you.

he cared about chrissy, his friends, dnd, absolutely anything that doesn’t involve you. he stopped telling you things, conversations are dry, he acts like he doesn’t even wanna be with you

but…what happened? weren’t you two best friends?

you’d tell him to hang out with you, he’d say he’s busy, you’d invite him over, he’s with chrissy, come talk to you at lunch, he’s with his friends, even just talk to you, he’d avoid it with some fake excuse

your friendship was thrown away like it was nothing

the only time he’d talk to you, is when he had nothing else to do, when chrissy was busy.

chrissy. oh chrissy.

chrissy was nice, but because of her, eddie doesn’t care anymore.

you had a secret, you had liked eddie during your friendship. how couldn’t you? he was such a sweetheart but now…

now you were the second choice. as always. you were the second choice at home, and eddie was your comfort, the one that made you feel like you weren’t the second choice

look where that all went now.

you were once a happy, confident, positive girl. now, now you feel like crap all the time, and nobody cared

eddie didn’t care.

look at you now, sitting alone at the coffee shop, tears in your eyes as you read your book

“mind if i sit here?” someone asked

you looked up to see it was none other than steve harrington, the infamous ladies man

“holy shit—“ he said, “y/n?” he smiled

“that’s me” you fake laughed, blinking your tears away

“i cant believe it—i haven’t seen you in so long. i remember you and eddie used to come to family video all the time” he said as he sat down

“yeah” you mumbled, a sad look in your eyes as you remembered that memory, things were better back then

“i haven’t seen you in a while, i have seen eddie though, he’s always with that girl chrissy” steve said

“trust me, i know” you responded, not realizing how snarky that sounded

“whatever happened to you two…” he trailed off, noticing your upset look

you hummed in response

“in my opinion, chrissy’s kind of annoying—don’t get me wrong shes nice but—you won’t catch me hanging out with her, so boring anyway” he said

you turned to him, a smile creeping its way upon your lips, “really?”

“yeah—disappoints me every-time she comes in, all happy and super boring. when you used to come in, you’d actually have a personality” he said, making you spit your water, he burst out in laughter at your red face after it came out of your nose too

“shut up” you said as you grabbed a couple of tissues

“what—that was funny” he said, and you smiled in response, “i was being serious though, you’re like way better”

“that’s really sweet of you to say, steve” you blushed

and that’s where it all started, he started coming over, you started visiting him at the store, he’d invite you to movie nights and hangouts with his group, you’d babysit with him, you’d spend nights laughing at the dumbest things

whenever you weren’t really feeling the day, and were in need of some comfort, steve would drop everything and come take care of you

he treated you the way you deserved

steve would never ever leave your side, he was always there for you. he would stop whatever he’s doing just to come be with you

he truly loved you

he made you feel way better than eddie did. and trust me, he made it very clear to eddie that he is never to see you again after the way he treated you

eddie would secretly call you or try to get you to talk to him, and try to manipulate you into thinking he’s better than steve.

whats funny is that eddie suddenly started caring, the second you let go of him and stopped believing his lies, he was now concerned

“oh come on—him? i’m your best friend, i treat you better than everyone else. you should leave him, and hang out with me” he’d say

you always refused, and sometimes steve would also tell him to back off

when eddie and chrissy would come in, theyd see you and steve together, laughing, or kissing, or just anything that made you feel happy. and he’d have to watch you be happy without him

so what? he deserved it anyway.

even the kids like you! robin also liked you, which was rare, mike too! mike hated everyone and everything, but you’re his favorite! robin tells you about her crush, and you’d accept her and support her, they all loved you alot

and they’d never treat you the way eddie did.

[blood-teeth]

TMITAWH is 2 years old????!!!!

i cant believe i missed it that sounds so ridiculous to me! in my defense, i was driving for two weeks straight

i don't have anything planned for celebration; i'm so sorry! but i do have some updates!

for those that missed it, tmitawh is now a novel and will no longer be told in an interactive fiction format. this has upset a lot of people. i've lost a lot of followers over this announcement. and i can understand this to some extent, but largely i have to continue to be unapologetic about my choices.

this story is one that has, in every meaning of the phrase, saved my life. writing in this little world has gotten me through some of the darkest times and carried me through to the next day. at some point, IF stopped being a media that was capable of telling the story i wanted to tell.

i'm disheartened by a lot of the anons i've received. some are hateful and unkind. others are upset that they no longer will have the opportunity to pursue Cain or Ezio, and a few mention that they're not interested in reading a lesbian story and will not be reading the book if it ever makes it to publication. i've disregarded the first, but the second cuts the deepest i think.

i have never, ever been shy on this app that i'm a lesbian. i feel as though i've talked endlessly about it. being a lesbian is a huge facet of my identity and being told that, in so many words, a story written for myself, with other queer people in mind, is not for them seems like such a stupid thing to say. like, i didnt write it for you. i wrote it for me. i wrote it for the lesbians who love so violently that they have to hide it away under their clothes, in between their teeth. i wrote it for the lesbians who have been told their love is disgusting, or wrong, or sexy and for a male's pleasure only. i wrote it for the lesbians who are told their love is okay as long as they never show it- as long as they only hold hands at most but never kiss in public. i wrote it for the lesbian who sits in pews and breathes over their hands and wonders if God loves them still.

i'm not sorry to not have written a story catered for you when the whole world is for you. leave me out of your self-absorbed, hateful little orbit.

please know, this blog does not tolerate hatred, bigotry, or harassment in any shape or form. and if you're going to fuck around with me, you sure as hell are going to find out with me.

on a more positive note!

i want to thank you all who have been overwhelmingly positive and supportive of my endeavors!! it means the absolute world to me!! i sometimes hold myself at night and think of all the kind words y'all have sent over these past two years and just sob. never in my life before this could i have imagined sharing my work with people who give a shit and care. it warms me in ways i cannot begin to describe. i love you and i hope you are well as always. my inbox/dms are open ANYTIME if you just want to chat, catch up, rant to me, or tell me about your pet. actually, please tell me about your pet.

Some quick publishing updates:

I'm 20k words out of 90k into draft 2. and i think this is going to be the last draft before i query (?????) i'm really very happy with the muscles and bones of the manuscript. now it's just some meticulous line editing i have to work through.

after this, i'm off to the query trenches. (im scared) if anybody has gone through this process before and has any tips, i'd love to hear them!

here's a little excerpt:

"She grabs hard enough to make sure of her presence, not enough to bruise. Some sick part of the Traveler’s brain says, Yes. Please. More. Press deeper. Press harder. Bruise me. Hurt me. She delights in the heat that blossoms from where the Reverie digs her fingers into skin. Eyes earnest, stubborn disposition to her jaw as the thick muscle there flickers in an implication of anger. “I will find you,” she’s shaping her tongue into a dagger at the Traveler’s throat. “I will find you again, and that is a promise.” The Traveler gasps, tilting her head higher. She blinks and— The Reverie’s mouth is on hers, hot and aching, and the Traveler blinks— Want flavors the Traveler’s tongue, the Reverie’s hands pressed tightly against her collarbone, teeth at her jaw. She blinks and— Is this Before or After?"

i also, stupidly, have officially started a twitter that i want to start working with. i know twitter is dead, but it remains to be very useful for publishing. if you'd like to follow me, im there on @ morganhollow25. i dont know how to use it. im scared to use it. but if you have a twitter maybe follow me there too! i absolutely plan to be on tumblr primarily. i love it here and have grown a tiny home in these webs.

i'll have more updates coming soon regarding FTMTB and other works. thank you all again <3

[capcavan]

AFTG tfc ch1 Re Read by cavan

(i do not remember any details so its almost like im reading it first time lmao) tumblr does not give me read more cut off option so deal with this i guess sorry #CavanrereadAFTG if you need to block it chapter 1 "She'd beat him to the hell and back if she saw him sitting around and mopping like that" is quite violent way to phrase "she woudl be displeased to see him .." so was neil casually beaten by his mom or we only on page 4 of neil backed up trauma management and im already thinking about scene where this boy will finally brek open and admit how much he wants normal life and not having to hide his emotions and you know live a little without this whole batman personal covering his face already hit by brain made connection about how exy is what took rikos life away from him and how it's the thing that kept neil alive through the worst of his here i am making it about this little cunt already but what else were you expecting of me?

learning new things about English language always nice! neil "its cool my mom died i can finally stay in one place for a bit" how had this boy not murdered this woman himself is beyond me fr ,, please go away" neil wymack already adopted you just haven't got the adoption papers yet I wonder if Janie Smalls is taller than Andrew Minyard "her best friend found her bleeding out" okay but - who is Janie's best friend is it one of foxes? what if it's seth ? Makes sense for it to be seth nvm friend explained to me that potential recruit means she was not at palmetto at the time " Typical of a fox " see riko would make amazing fox that's boy self destructive af in all of my head cannons

broadening my vocab nice nice Notorious for their tiny size i know it's bc there only 9 of them but i will stay believing it is bc everyone is short math time, had not seen kevin in 8 years neil is 18-19 now so he was 10 ok will remember Neil: i need to be very sneaky about my past wymack: do you need a pen? neil: i can't play for you because you signed kevin day wymack: ....... ??????? I LOVE HOW ANDREW WAY TO SAY HI IS FUCKING CRUSHING NEILS LUNGS AGAINST HIS SPINE ????? forgot how radioactive they are bc of how cute they are welp things align riko broke kevins hand andrew beat up neils internal organs for no reason at all! i love when all my ships are fucked up

assailant here is the word i keep using but spelling "assultant" lmao , man im learning so much ,, Andrew was blamed for kevins recent transfer" - kandrew is strong with this one ppl in universe just assumed kevin fell in love on first sight and they ARE RIGHT

i cant tell if im here to study cannon or english but like i know what those words mean but i don't know their definitions does that make sense? OH THIS IS SO CUTE I WILL DRAW THIS FUCK YES LETS GO he slammed motherfucker with his own racket dfghsdjfhgg Hernandez is literary the only normal person over the course of those 3 books andrew *assults someone as hello* wymack: Andrew's a bit raw on manners / my dude with this reading speed it will take me half year to go through those books but im having actually a lot of fun here neil: i already said i can not sign with you wymack:OK BUT YOU STILL NEED TO EXPLAIN WHY KEVIN DAY IS THE ISSUE HERE did kevin heard it lmoa i wonder if kevin heard the ,, do you need a pen - YoU sIgNeD KeViN DaY no wonder kevin was bitch to neil he thought the lil bitch hated him on the start lmao Andrew was only here because Kevin day never went anywhere alone here you go with your raven programming <3 YEARS SINCE THEY'D WATCHED NEIL'S FATHER CUT A SCREAMING MAN INTO HUNDRED BLOODY PIECES Kevin / Dark hair and green eyes, black number 2 neil saw that number and wanted to retch He and his adopted brother Riko Moriyama wrote the numbers one and two on their faces with markers, tracing them over and over anytime they started to fade. ok so were they drawing their own numbers? it sound like kevin was drawing his number too also this is the only mention i think of riko being reffered to as kevin,s brother in the books anyway I have case to make assuming kevin and riko were doing those numbers form young age pre 10 ... it just makes sense the system they use would be Arabic not roman i just can't imagine small kids knowing roman numbers when they were neglected in nest i think this is best case i can make for it. friend provided proof that in book the four tattoo neil get's is introduced as "4" so ok arabic canon moving on Riko nad Kevin were inducted to national court 1 year pre aftg story starts They were champions and neil was a jumble of lies and dead-ends on one hand it's funny how desperate they all are to sign neil on other hand i deeply believe they just see the desperation in his eyes, we know that neil wants it and those contact lenses do not hide it , they know that he wants to say yes, they are just confused about what the fuck makes him say no (kevin's bitchiness) or at least i would make this be the case if neil didn't just got assaulted and if they didn't literary phrased it as ,, we are not living without you signing this" like .. kidnapping with extra steps much ???? playing like he has everything to lose is not excuse for you all to harass this poor man like that OK HOLD ON A SECOND "He'd remember the scrimmage interrupted by that man's murder"

what man what murder the man nathan butchered for them? did nathan murdered someone during game?

WHAT HAPPENED

the moment kevin would start looking at him funny- he already is ngl im only on page 12 and i just hate neils mom i have no phrasing for it but the fact that every choice neil could make for his happiness is meet with ,, mom would be sooo mad" is really frustrating to read about... what is the point of even being alive for this boy fr???? i wonder if theres any specific place they would have been safe it? kind of would be fun to have au where neil and his mom go to japan and end up getting protection form yakuza F BOMB 1 F BOMB 2 COMBO fuck i love those characters so much okay like all of them It's about second chances, Neil. Second, third, fourth, whatever, as long as you get at least one more than what anyone else wanted to give you"

David "idealistic idiot" Wymack wymacks sincerity is what lets foxes trust him , wymack is the first adult in their lives that understands Savge yank of her hands in his hair here we go fuck he has so much guilt over trying to live a little this is so un fair "I'm sorry"he gasped out between wet coughs. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

[cypreus-and-willow]

2, 8, 29, 43 For the fic asks if u wanna

2. Where do you get your fic ideas?

Honestly, just from random places. I tend to theorize a lot. But sometimes the theories border on headcanon and are kinda whack (hence my other name 'The Crack Theorist') even tho they're mostly based on actual observations. For example, my Digimon Survive Highschool gang came to me when I was wondering abt the job of Shuuji's dad - is he a doctor? A politician?

Then i remembered his dad tells Shuuji he doesnt have the 'qualities befitting a Kayama son'. So I thought well what are the opposites of Shuuji's natural qualities? Possibly strength, ruthlessness, cunning, blah blah. And the stupid area of my brain concludes that his dad works for the mafia. And thats how the Gang AU was born.

As for my non AU fics, I try to stick as close to canon as possible... but they're still centered around some headcanons.

29. What's something about your writing that your proud of?

That they're self indulgent. Ive spent a lot of time, worrying abt word count thinking that its only good if its 1000+ words every chapter.

But now, esp w/ my shorter fics, i try to just write whatever feels right for the story. To let a story end at 300 words because its what feels right to me. Sometimes I sit down to write one memo and 2000 words come out and its fantastic but Ive stopped trying to force that feeling every time I write.

(And also that I can somewhat effectively mix purple and biege prose together even tho ive never heard of those terms until recently)

43. Is there a trope or idea that you'd really like to write but haven't yet?

Coffee Shop AU? Or maybe the florist and tattoo artist? Lol

Im mostly an angst writer. So sometimes I get curious abt what its like to write the cheezy cliche stuff. It doesnt have to be romance, I just want them to be happy.

(I cant believe Pet Shop AU is canon in TokRev - I feel blessed)

Oh, I was watching the first Pacific Rim the other day and wanted to write something on that. That drift compatibility is really something huh?

8. Post an out-of-context spoiler from a wip

CW mentions child death

The boy of red hair and twenty years looks up to the sky as a creature of thundering swords swoops down from the heavens. The strike of his blade cleaving the ground in two. From afar, he watches Ifrit crawl with the last of his strength towards the open ground bubbling with grief's plague. Raindrops hang on the tips of red eyelashes. Refusing to blink as the water falls over smouldering rock. There he sees the body of his keeper burning atop the lifeless earth. And remembers the day they drowned his mother. Fire is the essence of life in Solheim. In the temple of Ifrit, his mother taught him the ways of fire. Of healing warmth. Water. Rain. Is the herald of death. “Tianna.” “Yes child?” Though now his height inches over hers, she calls him child all the same. And it gives his heart comfort that some things remain the same. Even in this strange new world where fire burns under the rain and children are taken from their beds to their graves. “Stay with me.”

From the first ever fic I wrote in June 2018 but never published. I wrote like 3000+ words in one night. Also based on a crack theory.

Tho maybe I misunderstand this question...

Spoiler: Aoi slaps Shuuji’s brother while saying "How f*cking dare you"

[quodekash]

AIGHT its saturday, i finally have time, lets binge the final abaab episode and then the two os2 episodes and then watch the trailer for next week and cry because holy hell patpran are coming back to us guys how does one deal

but first, let's focus on the task at hand: jack's amazing hair. and threezo. and also the actual plot i guess.

i literally just cracked my knuckles in preparation for this

NOOO I FORGOT HOW THE LAST EPISODE ENDED (its been literally two weeks since jack's hair this show was last on my screen what the hell)

OH WAIT YEAH THATS RIGHT THE EPISODE ENDED WITH THEM SEEING EACH OTHER AGAIN

ignore my 'nooooo', its fine

NOOOO I SAW MY BOYS THREEZO IN THE OPENING CREDITS AS I DO EVERY SINGLE WEEK AND NOW IM GETTING EMOTIONAL

THEYRE LEAVING ME TODAY

WHYYYY

AND SO HIS JACK

HIM WITH HIS PERFECT BLOODY HAIR

I LOVE HIM

um-

LOOK AT THEM

I LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH

cher with his hands in the air like he's a farmer in a drought and its finally raining for the first time in months

jack not going insane but hes so clearly HAPPY and i LOVE HIM and with his hands on his hips and his perfect hair and his hair that is perfect and his happiness and his happy hair

tub going insane because MONEY

THREE HOLDING THE TROPHY BC HES SO HAPPY AND HES SO PROUD AND THIS IS WHAT HES BEEN WANTING FOR THE ENTIRE FREAKING SHOW

ZO SUPER PROUD AND HAPPY AND BOUNCING OFF THE HAPPINESS OF HIS BOYFRIEND AND THREEZO STANDING NEXT TO EACH OTHER AND RHBGHRGB

I LOVE THEMMMMMMM

HE IS HAPPY

IM SMILING SO HARD I CANT SEE

AAAAAAA

i love three so much

he looks like he feels like hes in a dream

like he cant believe the trophy hes holding is real

but it is! they won!! THEY WON AND IM SO PROUD OF THEM IM SO SO SO ZO SO SO SO PROUD OF YOU THREE

i love this music theyre playing

the video game music

theres a word for that

its like something bit music

im thinking 3 bit or 8 bit

i dont know things

I GOOGLED IT, ITS 8 BIT

IM SO SMART GUYS

anyway

i love the music

YAYYYYYYYYY

HES SO PRETTYYYYYY (youll never guess who im talking about)

also i freaking love aoi and her reaction

BRO WROTE A FULL ESSAY JUSTIFICATION BUT GUN GAVE HIM AN A WITHOUT EVEN READING IT AND HUGGED HIM

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

"my script hasnt been completely said, boss. can i say it first?" he wants his essay writing skills to be appreciated

cher leaned forward. gun's gonna kiss him.

yup.

i love them so much

smoochy smooch in front of everyone

so sweet

so happy

i love themmmmmmmm

EVERYONE SCREAMING WITH JOY OMG

"i love you" "i know" THE THING THEY SAID THE THING, THATS SO FUNNY AND SO THEM, I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

IM TEEHEEING MY WAY THROUGH LIFE RN, THEYRE SO PRECIOUS

THE CHEEK KISSES

THE PULLING INTO THE OFFICE??? DAMN GUYS

everyone freaking out and jack sitting there, happy for them but also like 'GUYS CALM DOWN' but mostly amused and most of all HAPPY HE IS HAPPY

IM SOBBINGGGGG GUN IS SO HAPPY TO SEE CHER AND BE WITH CHER AGAIN

THEYRE ALL SO HAPPY

im gonna have a mental breakdown later in the episode cos theres no way theyll all stay so happy the whole way through. theyll be happy at the end. but we're only at 1/4. i know how they do these things. 1/4 is happiness and you think nothing can go wrong, and then 2/4 will lull you into a false sense of security, and then 3/4 will crush your soul and rip it up then cry on it then put it through a paper shredder and then, near the end of the part, will try to put you back together like a puzzle near, and then 4/4 will have the pieces glued together and yeah youre permanently damaged but youll be happy about it.

hes gonna take that as a challenge

he will battle you to the death to try and be the first one to propose, mark my words

"weve been together for less than 10 minutes, youre thinking about marriage already?" "yes." lmao simp

oh look at that, angst has entered the building

get the tears ready, folks

oh

okay then never mind

but the angst will come in a different form, and itll come soon, mark my freaking words

bro cher is so freaking charismatic, how does he do it?

imagine him as a bard

hed never fail anything

everyone would love him

hes so naturally charismatic, and being a bard would just increase that

now im picturing bls but dnd and holy hell i do not have enough mental stability to handle that rn

"i havent taken off my underwear yet" "let me help you" I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

"lets not talk about this anymore" theyre gonna make out instead arent they

yup theyre making out

enjoy that, guys

BOY

THOOP

HELLO BOY

i love thoop's mum but shes so short its hilarious

this is so funny to me and i cant explain why

side note: LOOK AT HIS HAIRRRRR

he looks so done

i love him

i also love his hair

idk if ive ever mentioned that before but i do in fact love his hair

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

"if i got 1K every time you said love, id be a billionaire" cher, if everyone got 5 bucks every time i said love, we'd solve world hunger

Gun: "yes boss" Cher: "good job, intern" is this them foreshadowing os2?

ooooo new year party

THREEZO

zo getting three to correct the sign very specifically??? autism.

"when you say perfect, do you mean the sign, or us?" TUB'S FACE IN THE BACKGROUND- I CANT

im with you there, tub

just in a different way to you

theyre too cute for me to handle bc i love them so much

tub jsut finds it too cheesy for his lonely heart

"when will this honeymoon phase be over" N E V E R.

hey thats what i said!

THREE'S HAPPY LITTLE NOD OMG GNRDFBGHDRBFJV

ARE THEY GONNA KISS

PLS LET THEM KISS

awwwhhhh just cheek kisses

i love cheek kisses but cmon guys, let threezo have their main character moment. just for a sec.

cher failing at cooking, i love this

"you dont let me shine" "please dont shine. im afraid youd explode my kitchen."

THAT LONG?????? JEEZ OKAY I UNDERSTAND GUN'S REACTION NOW, HOLY HELL

IM HOWLING

THIS IS SO FUNNY

guys i mightve been wrong, this episode might actually be entirely happiness and good vibes

pls let there be a threezo new years kiss

i need it

IM SOBBINGGGG THREEZO'S WISHES ARE SO SWEET AND PERFECT AND HOLY HELL I LOVE THEM MORE THAN PLANET EARTH

close enough

i love them

awwwww this new years surprise is so cute

YAYYY THE COUNTDOWN

BRB, CRYING

"i love you all year, forever, and all my life" NOOOO I CANTTTT

THEY LOVE EACH OTHER

G3ERBHGSHKVERBSGKHDV

"youre the best new year gift for me" WH- AWW

THATS SO CUTE

IM SPEECHLESS

its so cliche but its so cute

i love this

i love that thye ended the series on new years

if it were like any other series or movie or anything at all id probably gag but i love them all too much to gag

i feel like its important to know that the italian version of "youre the best new year gift for me" translates roughly to "for me, you're the best gift of new year's ive ever received" and im-

"except when im using the bathroom. thats my personal time" PFFFT

im sensing a parallel to episode 2

(which, btw, its insane that they kissed in episode freaking two)

(tinngun almost didnt even get to it in their final episode for goodness sake)

THAT WAS SO GOOD

THAT WAS SUCH A PRECIOUS ENDING

overall: criminally underrated show, incredible characters, incredible chemistry, incredible acting, holy hell i cant believe its over. i love this show.

AIGHT, time for os2.

[theloststarboy]

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

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

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

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

Warnings for gore, drugs, alcohol, implied abuse.

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

GOLDFINCH ‘DELETED SCENES’ FILM PROJECT

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

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

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

Boris: Twat.

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

Teacher: Did somebody say something back there?

Boris: like thoreau gave a toss about roads

Teacher: thoreau was the first environmentalist

Girl: he was also the first vegetarian

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

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

Boris: hah, harry potter

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

Theo: fuck you

(boris barks out a laugh)

Boris: Where's your broomstick?

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

Boris: eh?

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

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

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

Boris: nyah. I just hate the sun

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

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

Boris: Potter, you awake?

Theo: Can I ask you something?

(Beat)

Theo: What does the moon look like in Indonesia?

Boris: What are you on about?

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

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

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

Boris: same everywhere. And why?

Theo: dunno.

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

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

Theo: hi.

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

Boris’s dad: hello

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

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

Theo: What was that about?

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

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

Boris: high official in the company or something

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

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

Theo: well, you do that all the time anyway

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

Theo: why?

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

Theo: why?

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

Boris: is better this way. Trust me

Scene: playground.

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

Theo: that was the weirdest thing ive ever seen

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

Boris: wszystkie dzieci nawet złe

Pograzone sa we snie

A ty jedna tylko nie

A-a-a a-a-a

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

(he gestures to hitting like a baseball bat)

boris(cont.): pipe wrench

(beat)

Theo: does it hurt

Boris: What do you think?

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

Boris:

A-a-a a-a-a

Były sobie kotki dwa

A-a-a kotki dwa

Szarobure--

(he jerks slightly as theo has kicked him)

Theo: english!

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

Theo: tell me what it means

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

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

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

Boris: potter

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

[ankhisms]

ok one lovely person said they wanted to read the writing practice i mentioned being tentative about sharing so here <3 i have some notes and thoughts as well included. since the dont reblog function is still broken pls dont rb this thanks

as a disclaimer i am very rusty with prose which is why im trying to practice it at all since ive mainly been writing poetry and not any prose for the past few years since i felt discouraged about writing prose but now im trying to get myself to practice again. also one thing im aware of is that i have a tendency to accidentally switch between tenses so if you notice that yes i know its something im working on. also both of these arent finished they have gaps between action and thoughts which ive noted in the text

for this first one i havent written the beginning establishing the setting and everything but the premise is hiromu has a dream where he and enter are sitting at a cafe in paris and shenanagins ensue. well not really shenanagins its just a conversation i think their dynamic is interesting and i wanted to explore it in a more neutral not battle related setting so thats why i wrote this

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(beginning and descriptions of surrounding add here)

hiromus narrows his eyes, "did you hack into my dreams?"

this causes enter to scoff, "really, red buster, you wound me," he rests his chin against his palm and explains, "i havent hacked into anything. you called me here."

"thats ridiculous," says hiromu, blunt even when sleeping.

enter smiles, "oui, ridiculous, perhaps,  but it is true none the less. it would be rude of me to refuse an invitation, dont you agree?" he pauses, and leans over the table to add, "besides, i wouldnt lie to you- at least not here."

hiromu doesnt like that one bit, nor does he believe anything enter could possibly say. still, its not as if enter had invaded his subconciousness and just started torturing him with computer cables. compared to the more avian related nightmares hiromu had, this was pretty tame.

he briefly tries to recall anything he could have possibly read before, even in passing, about how to wake yourself up from a dream. unfortunately for hiromu the only thing that comes to mind is how to wake up a buddyroid from sleep mode. too bad he doesnt just have some kind of power switch like nick or usada. but maybe something similar to that could work, some kind of jolt to his system. people pinch themselves when theyre dreaming, right? or was it something about holding your breath? hiromu cant remember which one is supposed to work, so with a deep inhale he starts pinching his arms.

to enters credit, he doesnt immediately laugh like a madman upon seeing hiromus cheeks puffed out while he frantically pinches his arms. the most he lets out is a quick snort, before reaching over the table to pat hiromus cheek, "your manners are awful," enter says, "weve only just said hello and youre already trying to wake up. you cant possibly hate me that much, mon cher."

the hand against his cheek is warm. of course, most peoples hands should logically be warm to touch, but not enters. the projection of a human shouldnt be warm. did jin ever feel warm? hiromu doesnt feel keen about playing back all the moments during battle when enter had gotten close enough to possibly feel some kind of heat. thus, thinking about his avatar team mate is the better option. except he cant recall any time jin had ever felt warm either. does a dream offer an avatar more humanity somehow?

hes thought about it for too long perhaps, because he hasnt replied and enter is starting to look at him curiously, and so hiromu decides he can dwell on it when hes actually awake. he lets out his breath and swats away enters hand with a scowl for good measure. enter feigns an exaggerated pout, but then he settles back in his seat all the same, keeping his hands to himself.

hiromus cheek still feels warm and itchy, but hell be damned if he lets enter know something he did got under his skin. this too is like a battle, the enemy can find weaknesses even in the smallest of movements. he restrains himself from scratching his face, opting instead to glare more at enter across the table.

his enemy looks different in the cerebral parisian landscape theyve found each other in. for one thing, hes actually wearing civillian clothes rather than his usual long coat or any of his attempts at disguising himself. with enter perched opposite of him wearing a dark turtle neck and a caramel sweater, hiromu is struck by the jarring realization that the avatar almost looks like a normal person. almost, if one didnt already know that the man sitting there was made of code rather than flesh and bone.

eyeing him carefully, hiromu thinks that he catches the slightest glitch at the edge of enters face, an abnormality that is gone by the time hiromu has noticed it. enter may have decided to wear something a little more reasonable for this encounter, but he still isnt fooling hiromu. even in a fashionable sweater theres something off about him.

the rest of his attire aside, he does still have those ridiculous goggles pushed up against his brow, because of course he does. he would fit the part of a cafe loving paris tourist better if he had a silly little beret instead of his trusty eyeware, but hiromu doesnt particularly feel like pointing that out. seeing enter flounce around in a beret isnt exactly an enjoyable thought at the moment.

(add something here)

"ive heard about people going to paris for the first time and getting sick from the shock of how dirty it is," hiromu says, "you should be glad it doesnt smell here."

enters nose wrinkles, "dont say that, you'll ruin my appetite"

"so you have an appetite? its not like you need to eat, right?"

the avatar shrugs, and carefully picks up his fork, saying, "i may have no need for food to survive, but that doesnt mean i cant enjoy it." enter takes his time with slicing off a chunk of the lemon cake between them, and continues, "theres things humans dont need but do none the less, non? your lives are so short after all, why not chase after every little pleasure."

seeming satisfied with himself, enter takes a bite, eyes closed with an exaggerated look of bliss. whatever emotion it is that enter has been trying to elicit from hiromu, hes just growing more annoyed, rolling his eyes and pointedly turning his body away from the cake.

(add something here)

hiromu stands up with a jolt, and the screeching sound of his chair breaks what little illusion of idle cafe chatter this dream had left to offer. he fumes, fists clenched with his gaze set firmly on enter, who only barely looks up to offer a smug smile.

"we," hiromu spits out the word disdainfully, "are nothing alike. theres nothing to compare between us."

despite the outburst of his dining companion, enters expression remains unchanged. if anything, hiromus insistance upon distancing himself has only amused enter further. he laughs, throwing up his hands half heartedly, as if they were old friends having a casual debate rather than mortal enemies with their blades always at each others throats.

"i suppose we should leave it at that then," enter reaches for one final bite of cake, clearly enjoying himself, "this has been lovely, you really should invite me more often, ma puce."

"go to hell," hiromu tells him, and lunges to try and land a punch against that awful smile.

by the time hiromus fist reaches where enters face would have been, the avatar has already disintegrated into a burst of code. orange numbers and the distant sound of laughter linger for a moment in the air, before hiromu blinks awake in his room.

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this second one i wrote before the first one and im still not very happy with it and might scrap it and try to rewrite it. i couldnt decide what point of view i wanted to write it from between third person pov or vaguely enter talking so it feels muddled to me. this was mainly a kind of train of thought because i had and still have a lot of thoughts about the avatars and what it means to be human and what it means to be an avatar and if they can feel things etc along with enter and escape being their own people and having their own identities and lives. but i feel like i didnt exactly get all the thoughts that i wanted to convey across very well so again im probably going to rewrite this at some point lmao

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86 billion neuron cells, with another million billion synapses connecting the spaces in between, all sending information to and from the brain, the extremities and sensory organs having gathered data from the outside worlds stimulation in order to help the human machine function.

  from ancient calculating tables and tally sticks, to early machines reading punch cards, to alan turings first thought of the modern computer, you could trace an avatars lineage back to the very first time a human began to count just as easily as you could to any of these.

enter and escape are not any of the doomed researchers that crossed the gap between dimensions, whos data was cleanly picked apart from their miserable mortal bones and woven back into the code of their forms. perhaps you can not fault those same humans for their squeamishness at the thought of any person being undone in such a way, let alone a family member. really, nature has functioned like this long before the first digital computer ever graced the earth with its code.

when a deer falls dead in the forest its body becomes food for the rest of the life among the trees, and in time its flesh decomposes and turns to soil. another one bites the dust only to offer up a meal for the starving masses. you are born, you die, and someone finds a way to steal from you long after youre gone. c'est la vie, as we say.

think of it, dear reader, as such; a thousand photos lie before you of humans. pictures of people from across the world, some of them seeming familiar and some of them with faces unknown to you. you can thumb through as many as youd like, but in the end you will always come to the same realization that somewhere, within these people, are bits and pieces of yourself. this one, looking off camera against a gray sky, has your nose. this person, leaning against a bridge and failing to strike a good pose, has your eyes. the next person will have your smile, ectera ectera. you get the picture- ha.

even if you were not flipping through a book of old family records you would still spot bits of yourself in people far away and long dead. this, mon cher, is how i see best fit to consider what it means to be created from composite data, for i assure you one need not be an avatar to be formed in such a way. you have been strung together from bits and pieces of every person your ancestors ever loved.

love, ah. thats another subject we must discuss, sooner or later, i suppose. can a machine love? really now, i wish you would find something else to ask. anything else would be a more stimulating topic of conversation. why must we agonize over such messy details? humans simply can not stop themselves from philosophizing until theyve got nothing left to make a philosophy out of.

what does it matter if a machine could or couldnt love, when plenty of stinking humans have never even thought to act on the very principle they obsess over. love. let us not get sidetracked by such nonsense, we still have other aspects to examine.

delete that last input, page back with me, now think again on the subject of data, and of rebirth. the doomed researchers are not escape, nor are they enter, just as much as you are not the person who first gave you a specific gene in your dna. the researchers were a sample for an experiment greater than any they had ever run through before. do you get it now? do you understand? of course you wouldnt. humans are foolish enough to think they are one of a kind.

   forget about if a machine loves, just what can an avatar feel? if their coding is to be equated to the human nervous system, then is it so hard to consider that they too could find the many vices of the earth pleasurable? enter cursed himself for spoiling messiah, having given the virus too much of a taste of just how splendid human suffering could feel. he was taught pleasure too soon, and greed was already something he knew from birth. enter should have known better than to offer up a plate of food he could not continue to harvest sustainably- not yet, at least. especially when the one gobbling down that harvest throws a tantrum the moment its all gone.

really, is it so terrible to ask for a thank you once in a while? you would think that after devoting your existence entirely to a single being, you might get a few bones thrown your way. in this we could draw another parallel between the humans and machine, where enter is scorned by his messiah in the same vein as humans praying for salvation from some unforgiving god.

i am drifting off course. forgive me, you see a machine can ramble just as easily as a human, non?

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ok yay thanks if you read all or any of this honestly i appreciate it. id love any feedback anyone has including constructive criticism from writer friends but i just ask that you maybe try to be a little gentle with me and remember that im very rusty yknow but i do still appreciate any thoughts or helpful tips thank u again mwah

[rigil-kentauris]

When you get this you have to put 5 songs you actually listen to, publish. then, send this ask to 10 of your favourite followers!! here ya go!!

OH NO JUST 5????

lets see

hm. im going to take the definition ACTUALLY LISTEN TO and translate that to listen with a capital L, put that song on and melt into mattress, listening to that song is a Task.

1. Nothing Left To Say/Rocks Imagine Dragons EXCEPT i dont listen to rocks i do not like it. i got this album for free back when google play music was new enough to coax people with free music if you can believe that. anyway this song is too big to listen to while walking. i will listen to it while driving but i think i shouldnt. its very. hm.

its very sad. it reminds me of people ive left behind. and places i cant go back to. situations that are over without a choice or chance of reprieve. sometimes it just be like that.

but as sad as it is i think lots of parts of this song are also hopeful. the chorus is entirely about giving up, but ever verse ends with i keep pushing on. i think the idea that you keep pushing on and on is the kind of hope that makes all the sad worse. the first time i wrote a piece of fluff, coming off of a solid career of angst, the person i was writing with was like, see, now that they are happy, you can make them even sadder! because once, they were happy! and i think this song is a bit reverse of that. things suck, and you keep going. theres nothing left to say about it.

anyway, i think this song says about me that i am depressed but what is new there. my favorite line is all of them. god ive decided to pick lines. so i would say that. despite liking individual lines more, i think my favorite line is when it goes

But I keep pushing On and on and on and on

or when it goes and instead of but. i think it contrast is what makes the song powerful. im tired, and im lost, and everything hurts, and im giving up but im still going. im falling but im pushing on. theres nothing i can do and nothing i can say. im pushing on. what a very modern tragedy. ill stop now before i go in circles.

grumpy side note. i think If you could only save me/I'm drowning in the waters of my soul… could be improved. this whole song has been internally driven until then, and then the song gives the spotlight moment to a desperate wish that someone else could save me/us/you. pah.

also fuck rocks. im sorry if someone reading this is a rocks liker but i am not.

2. Well now that we've got a a bog standard answer I'll put All My Friends by LCD Soundsystems for the umpteenth time. I won't make everyone sit through this ramble again. I think this song also says about me that i am a depressed zillenial.

i genuinely cant pick a single line. if im picking one part then that means im not picking another

in general i think this whole song is. regrets and nostalgia bound together. lives youve lead. mistakes youve made. people who have come apart from you just as it is. losing yourself to the grind but also living. this whole verse is

It comes apart The way it does in bad films Except the part Where the moral kicks in Though when we're running out of the drugs And the conversation's grinding away I wouldn't trade one stupid decision For another five years of life

And its like. life is coming apart. we're coming down of the life of living and being young and being in the moment. theres no moral to this story. just entropy. and despite that. despite all that. i wouldnt give any of it away. everything has lead me here and i- i am not just happy with that. i wouldnt take five more years worth of chances in exchange for the one shot to change what ive been

i think its pretty aspirational

theres another song i like to listen to that has a theme of even the mistakes weren't really mistakes at all. i think. eh. i think these aspirations are useful. i think we can find happiness even if the past is sad.

anyway all of these are my favorite lines. this is another one i listen to in the car even though i shouldnt.

3. DID I SAY STOP BEING MAUDLIN I MEANT START HARDER. Wide Open - Chemical Brothers after about a million hours listening time i am becoming slightly immune to this one though.

tbh the lyrics arent particularity striking to me but the whole combination of everything is just MAGICAL. plus theres like four whole words in the song. but since ive decided to make myself pick lines, im going to go with the chorus Slow me down/It's getting away from me

4. OH OH. OH I WANT TO PUT. Hm. I think this might not count but i've written almost an essay about this one and i listen to it critically so I think it fits the definition of Listen listen to. Truth Despair and Hope, FE8, Saki Haruyama, Yoshihiko Kitamura, Yoshito Hirano. im mentally ill about this song re: how it blends storytelling and music.. i'll tell you how ill i am about this song i dug up my exhiled FE blog (nobody @ me there i wont see it) to find what i wrote about it [long eyes emoji post with timestamps][a shorter post that i DID NOT FINISH ELABORATING ON???? but i think is more insightful and important analysis of the story/song meld]

anyway. its not like. a song on my playlists. its just like the only music ive every done serious analysis on voluntarily and because i once said if this song was a person i'd marry it. also help i managed to avoid putting any of these songs on while writing and now ive failed and i cant turn it off. im worked up about this again. its about teh WEAVING OF THREE DISPARATE TALES EACH ALIKE IN MEANING EXCEPT WHEN VIEWED THROUGH THE LENS OF THE OTHER. WHO IS TRUTH? WHO IS DESPAIR? WHO IS HOPE? WHO IS WORKING THAT SICK ASS BASS LINE? THIS SONG AND ITS TRIO OF PARTS (okay i count four in several parts but yknow) HAUNT ME

this one doesnt have lyrics so i cant have a favorite one. my favorite part i think would be the bass from 0:30-0:45

5. there are better candidates for 5, but i spent a week on internal debating and if i dont pick a 5 im never going to. in the spirit of something more cheerful than the prior, im picking Where the Streets Have No Names which is by U2. so, for reasons i wont get into, i have been flying on planes regularly for most my life. this is my Plane Song. i dont listen to it very often because like. the atmosphere. has to be: you are squished into your window seat. its fucking BAKING hot because the sun in magnified on you. it is also FREEZING because youre on a plane. you are squished like the sardine with a stranger and your leg hurts from playing the cant touch anyone anxiety game. and youre tired from getting up early or staying up late and youre unrelated, slightly dozy because the whole process is a stress and theres the tremendous white noise of the massive engines leaking in through your very worn earbuds. and theres the minute vibrations of your tiny metal tube, and you are looking out the baking hot window and there are clouds and clouds and clouds and SUN. and you are nowhere in the world on your way to somewhere else. and it doenst matter if thats a good somewhere or a bad somewhere. your in the Sky now. and it is beautiful

anyway i havent flown lately as you might imagine. plague and all that.

im going to cheat and pick two lyrics. We're still building then burning down love/Burning down love because i like it and i like how it sounds in the song. i like the sound more than the next lyrics but i like the next lyric better, which is And when I go there/I go there with you/It's all I can do

im very disappointed i couldnt sneak in a complextro song or one of the glitchy ones. but tbh i listen to those because they distract half my brain, allowing me to focus. they arent really for Listening listening to.

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okey i know several of yall do NOT like tag games and i cant remember who right now so i will wait on tagging. but if you want to do it please tag me and i will skedaddle over and give some songs a listen!

[sabrina-valerie]

Almost Kiss and Post-Kiss Catatonia for Kamek! :D

Thanks for the ask! And that's cool of you to pick ones with synergy! I got carried away and wrote the whooole scene, lmao (^_^;)7

[Ask Game link]

Almost Kiss: What was your first kiss with your F/O like? Post-Kiss Catatonia: How did you and your F/O react to your first kiss together? (+ a little bit of Aborted Declaration of Love as a bonus)

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Since Sabrina was going to move into the castle more permanently, she’d had to travel back home for a while to gather her things, split duties with her sisters, and otherwise tie up loose ends. One of those loose ends was metaphorically burning a hole in her pocket at the moment, actually, meant to be tied up tonight. 

For now, though, her friends had sent her back with gifts for Kamek, as, despite how he felt about it, they had grown fond enough of him to call him a friend. She had them spread out, sitting on the floor of his quarters, and he sat behind her on the bed, peering over her shoulder.

But Kamek was hardly paying attention to the trinkets and gifts she was showing him, too busy staring at Sabrina’s face. It might have been from him not seeing her in person for weeks, or maybe from how everyone else in the castle had been bullying him about doing something about these feelings of his during that time, or maybe it was just the way her smile looked in the candlelight at that exact moment, but the next time Sabrina turned to say something to him, Kamek interrupted her to ask if he could kiss her.

Sabrina blinked, face slack with surprise. Watching her process what he’d said, Kamek suddenly regretted opening his mouth at all, already anticipating her face screwing up in displeasure (or disgust, even). Except before he could start backpedaling, her face bloomed pink. Kamek marveled at it. He’d never seen her blush like that before…

Sabrina glanced up at him through her lashes. I mean…you can if…if you want, I guess, she mumbled, looking more nervous than he’d ever seen her.

Kamek blushed in turn; if he was being honest, he didn't think he’d get this far. But now was his chance, and, heart pounding, he bent forward haltingly to kiss her. It was an awkward, hesitant thing, lasting both mere seconds and a lifetime, sending their nerves alight with all it felt like a dream.

Sabrina was the first to regain her voice, a shy smile overtaking her face. You can…do that again if you want, she squeaked.

Can I? Kamek responded, the barest hints of a mischievous look cutting through the dazed look in his eye.

Sabrina huffed a laugh and put a hand on his cheek to draw his face closer.

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They pulled away next to the tune of light laughter, from Sabrina, and embarrassed chuckles, from Kamek.

So…Sabrina ventured, hand shifting from his cheek to his shoulder to resting atop his own. To be honest, the first thought that crossed her mind now that they were staring at each other was that oh, you know friends kiss sometimes so…this cant mean what I want it to mean, right?  The next scene her mind conjured up was the memory of her friends laughing at her and citing every clue her oblivious self missed when it came to Kamek and his feelings about her. The third thought was that Kamek's hand was warm, and the way he was hesitantly curling his fingers around hers was oh so endearing. In the end, Sabrina politely asked her thoughts to shut up for a minute or two, because Kamek was about to say something.

I, Kamek started, and then stopped. Sabrina squeezed his hand. I might…have feelings for you, he says, sounding like he was dragging the confession kicking and screaming from his the depths of his heart out into the space between them.

Might? Sabrina’s lips quirked, soft and small and fond.

Kamek sighed. Do. I do. He wasn't looking at her, instead staring at their joined hands like he couldn’t believe they were real (despite this being far from the first time they'd held hands).

Okay. Sabrina breathed in, then out. It was one thing for everyone to swear up and down that Kamek had a crush on her, but it was another to hear it from the source (even if said source had literally just kissed her). That's good.

That’s good?

‘Cause I have feelings for you too! Sabrina tap-tap-tapped her feet on the stone floor, excitement rising in her chest.

Kamek's face was bright red. …What kind of feelings?

Sabrina laughed, reaching into her pocket to pull out a thin box, whose contents she’d been busy working on for her entire trip away. She handed it to Kamek, bidding him to open it.

Kamek did so curiously, revealing an oversized bracer, gleaming silver and with a half-a-dozen colorful gemstones inlaid into the metal. Kamek traced the inscribed runes with a claw, momentarily distracted with trying to read them. Did you make this? he asked, and Sabrina nodded rapidly, watching him tilt the box around to catch the light on the trim. It’s a bit early for my birthday, isn't it? Kamek mused.

Oh, I guess it could be an early birthday present. She didn't even think of that. It's supposed to be a courting gift, though.

…W-what?

Sabrina took a deep breath, sitting up straight and stiff. Please do me the honor of letting me court you, she said all in one breath, willing her voice not to shake.

Kamek gaped at her, and for a moment Sabrina thought he’d refuse. He looked down at the bracer. He looked back up at her. His face scrunched up, and as the beginnings of tears gathered in his eyes Sabrina was now definitely sure he’d refuse.

She sat up onto the bed, and her hands fluttered around him, unsure if he wanted her to touch him or not but still wanting to give comfort. Um, she stuttered, trying not to cry herself, if you don't want to that's fine I - 

Her hands drifted too close to the box, and Kamek drew it to his chest, cradling it protectively with a scowl. He even scooted away from her a bit, as silly as the effort was, and even though she had no intention of taking her gift back the message was crystal clear and she wanted to cry for a different reason, now. 

Kamek hastily wiped his eyes; Sabrina waved off his apologies for the show of emotion before they even begin. It’s just, Kamek said, I’ve never…been courted before. Or even asked to — his voice faltered, wondering and shy as it was, and Sabrina couldn't help reaching over to wipe the last of the tear tracks from his face. He looked down at their hands, still joined together, and smiled up at her, small and tremulous. I suppose…I wouldn't mind it.

Sabrina beamed, a rush of giddy energy speeding through her head to toe. Her arms inched to wave around and move, and she balled one fist into her lap, the other still holding Kamek's. Ah, she needed to do something else with her hands before she ruined the mood…! Do you wanna wear it? Sabrina asked, and Kamek handed her the box. She took it and Kamek's left arm, wrapping the bracer around it and clicking it shut. It’s dwarfed his thin arm, and Kamek said as much. But when Sabrina took her hand away, the bracer glowed; Kamek shuddered as his magic acclimated to it, and it shrunk to fit perfectly to his wrist. Sabrina’s eyes sparkled. Seeing Kamek wearing something she made for him…! The idea had her floating a little higher, and she pressed the sole of her foot into the floor, tapping her fingers against her other leg, trying to contain the airy, bubbling joy she felt suffused with. 

As if a spell was broken, Kamek looked up from blushing at the bracer, to her face, to her hands, brow furrowed in bemusement. Why aren't you…?

Sabrina tilted her head, waiting for him to elaborate. Kamek picked up their joined hands and waves them around haphazardly and — oh.

Sabrina wasn't sure what embarrassed noise she made, but without thinking she took over the rhythm of their hands swinging back and forth. Kamek looked some flavor of satisfied. Sabrina would have covered her face in embarrassment, but one hand was still in Kamek’s and the other hand was busy creating a small breeze, so she was out of luck, on that front.

Though while she was busy stimming, she could tell Kamek about how she made the bracer, and how hard it was to get the metal, and how long it took to shape, and where she got the gemstones, and how she attuned them to Kamek’s magic without him, and spells she preloaded them with, and the little instruction manual she drew, and — 

This is a lot of effort just for me...

You deserve it though, Sabrina replied, and Kamek ducked his head. 

Of course I do, he mumbled to save face, and Sabrina gave him a peck on the cheek for the attempt. He rubbed the spot bashfully.

They talked about the bracer for a while, Kamek quite interested in the miniature magical marvel. Their conversation then ended up drifting back to their feelings for each other, sharing silly moments that really should have clued them in that they'd been pining over each other for far too long. Before they knew it, it had gotten late. Sabrina needed to go to bed.

At the door, though, they stared at each other, hands still intertwined, reluctant to part.

See you tomorrow? Sabrina asked, squeezing his hand.

Of course, Kamek answered, squeezing back. Neither of them let go, half-content to stare at into each other's eyes and dither until the sun rose again.

Finally, Sabrina broke the spell with a huff, bending at the waist and bringing Kamek’s hand up to press it against her lips for a long moment. She glanced up at him as she straightened, a smirk slipping onto her face at his dazed expression. With a cheeky wave, she backed out the door and closed it behind her before he could even begin to recover.

She made it a few steps from the door before her walk turned into a little dance of joy. Skipping around the corner, she ran into a group of guards that had definitely seen her come out of Kamek’s rooms. They cheered quietly at Sabrina’s double thumbs up, one of them even clapping her on the back. Sabrina exchanged high-fives with them before scurrying away, wanting the privacy of her room to lose her mind about this latest development.

(Meanwhile, Kamek was still in his entryway, kneeling on the floor with his hands over his flaming red face with an equally silly grin. It was minutes before his blush faded enough to get up to press his face into a pillow, instead.)

(Both of their minds were spinning too much to get any proper sleep tonight.)

[noroi1000]

I've read one of your match-up asks for jujutsu kaisen and thought "ooh they're so on point! I should ask one as well!" So if you're willing and have the time setting me up with one of the bois ~ ^^

How should I start this.. (honestly first time asking anything lol),oh well:

Im 24 y/o gal, gemini sun (libra moon and rising if it means anything), and an INFJ. Apearance wise im an averege height and weight, green eyes~ hair changing all the time cause I love coloring it lol. I love animals, learn and experience new things, and the color pink :p

Used to be super shy and quiet and some people would say I still am, but I've become much more social thru the years. I'm very curious about people and.. anything really- I believe the more you study the world and talk to more people the closer you are to what we call "god" (So I'll be glad if we could become friends too lol). So its not a surprise that i dvelve pretty deep in conversations and subjects- if something peeks my interest I'm obsessed with it for a loooong time.

As a partner I usually pretty affectionate,light hearted (unless I'm in a bad mood), love to surprise and just vibe with whatever feels like it in the moment.

Umm.. wellp idk what else to add. Dont wanna write a whole autobiography here.

Cant wait to see who u picked to be my boo~♡ lol

And thank you in advence ofc 💕

I think your Jujutsu kaisen matchup is

You wrote that you used to be shy, but now you are more and more open. Well, with him you can say it's the other way around.

He's not shy. More mysterious and sometimes eerie. That would be a good term.

He likes to spend time with people, as long as they are people close to him. People around him must be someone he can trust.

He keeps quiet and ignores strangers. Among friends, he is almost the soul of the party. He talks, he laughs, he'd do the wildest shit there is. Even though he is a more reasonable person. If you look at it another way, he always takes responsibility. He does not blame anyone, but evaluates the situation rationally. If anything has a greater share of his fault, he will take it all upon himself.

Topics that attract and interest him will be explored by him. It doesn't matter what people think about it. The important thing was that it caught his attention and he couldn't look away.

Besides, every theory can be explained. Anything that doesn't make sense to someone else may actually make sense. That's why he always finds solutions. Even if it's to find out the truth or win something through manipulation. But he would never do that to his loved ones.

He cares about someone he cares about, he is kind and affectionate. He shows affection and closeness. He supports at all times and there is no moment when he will not be there. He is always with you, especially when you need him.

Headcanon:

• The first encounter is almost terrifying. He saw something intriguing about you. And if you were interested in him too? After all, anyone can meet anyone. What matters is that you both want it.

There are different types of people. You are someone who learns more after each conversation. Guessing the state of a person. Understanding other people's feelings. Perceptiveness to the intentions of others and to lies.

During your first meeting, there was not a very developed conversation. It was more quiet. Your friends may have told you to sit with him until you finally get along. Same with him. A moment longer made you find out that your behaviors are similar.

You learned more about the mysterious man who was just too observant. You found out that you caught his eye 😉

• Finding answers to all your questions. It's something that connects you. Even though he finds the answer often by accident.

The more you talked, the more you found answers and learned more and more about him. Making it always nice to surprise him and making him smile.

• The most carefree, calm and minutes when you are alone at home. Where you can be together and just cuddle. He would let you do anything. He pampers you. You get everything you want. And he does all this just so he can always see your smile on your face.