#I thik you should

[yippieitsarven]

ive seen ur twt and ive gotta say. seeing the 🌹⚔️⚡ emoji on ur bio made me so happy 😭😭 also u mentioning me bc of how proud u ar eof the florid fanart.... do not worry homie as long as u like it a teeny bit i am happy ^^

OH and if u want i can give u my twitter ! im not that active there anymore buuut u can always @ or dm me, here or there :] its up to you !

IT'S LIKE. MY FAVOURITEST SHIP OTHER THAN MALLEJADE. (speaking of which I just added them to my bio too I #forgotaboutthem) I'm glad it made yuo happy... I can totally like... follow u back or smth on twtr !? I'm not super good at like. Remembering to dm mutuals. or @ing them. LIKE 3 TIMES IN A ROW I'VE BEEN FORGETTING I'M LIKE... *ALLOWED* TO DO THAT. Like they won't MIND if I @ them or DM them for help or just to talk. It's crazy. motherfucker I thinik I have a cold. that was irrelevant but whateve ERRMM ! did I answer the question I forgor (I just woke iup HELP!)

[mrswhymrhow]

im going to say this once. there is a lot of fascinating. implications between the family member sin succession that certain (coughincestcough) fans like to dig into in weird ways but it is actually something fascinating and done so well. they arent actually engaging in that but theres so much to say about it. the way shiv is "marrying her father" and having her baby in a way tlaking about capitalism and the way a lot of times these sort of families do have histories of engaging in incest to "keep the family line pure" and all that. romans jokes about it. the way business is equiviliant to fucking in the show. its all fascinating. and now i wont talk about it again bc i dont trust anyone to be able to have this sort of conversation in a normal way on here and i dont want to with msot of you

[mariyekos]

Future FFVII Rebirth Essays

Okay now that I've finally finished FFVII Rebirth, here's a list of some essays about the game I've either partially written, or want to write in the future!

Titles are absolutely subject to change, they're just what come to mind right now. Each bullet point has the title of an essay and a little bit of elaboration into what they'd be about. Most essays will cover far more than what is in the bullet blurb, but for now I wanted to jot down some of my ideas before I forgot them, so details are relatively sparse and lean towards the nonspecific. This also doesn't even cover all of the essay ideas I've had while playing through the game! But it's long as it is, so I figured I'd cut it off at what I have here and include the rest in a reblog or separate post.

Warning, this includes spoilers for both the OG FFVII and events/changes in the FFVII Remake Continuity (Remake/Rebirth)!

A (Not Really) Dying World: The impact of the removal of the Midgar Black Pit and the introduction of other greenery in FFVII Remake and Rebirth (basically, Remake/Rebirth Gaia does not appear to be in such dire straights until sky stuff happens, which changes how the planetary threat appears, being moved from a dying planet which is on the edge of destruction even without Sephiroth's involvement to a planet that's mostly at risk because of Sephiroth, with the slow death of the Planet being a far lesser/evident threat.)

Shinra: A threat to the Planet, or a threat to humanity? (Heavily connected to the essay above and the Dyne essay below. Revolves around how much of the weight of Shinra's threat is shifted to them causing human strife and suffering, rather than the way they are killing the Planet and the impact of Mako Reactors)

Changes to Corel Prison (potentially combined with a larger essay on tone in FFVII, see below. I still can't believe Corel Prison isn't a prison anymore. Also the town of Corel is now separate from what became the prison which is. A choice! Changes the narrative.)

On Dyne and Marlene in the OG vs Rebirth (why the change in Dyne's motivations matters on a larger scale, potential reasons for the removal of the threats to Marlene, and how this impacts Barret's character)

It's Okay for the Protagonists to Sometimes be Bad People: how imperfections and weaknesses can strengthen a character arc, and the Remake continuity's avoidance of painting party members as 'the bad guy'. (Basically the Remake/Rebirth introduce several new scenes solely there to remind you the protagonists are good people, change some scenes to remove a character being acknowledged as having made a mistake/potentially being a bad person, and remove ambiguity present in the OG in order to make Shinra explicitly (and sometimes more) to blame.)

Apathy and Action in FFVII: The tonal shift between the OG and Remake Continuity (the characters in the OG FFVII are WAY more apathetic, complacent, or depressed. Remake and especially Rebirth make far more of them angry and active against Shinra, which dramatically changes the tone for better or for (imo often) worse.)

Bombastic is Not Always Better: The importance of quiet moments in the narrative, and how low points can serve to drive highs even higher. (FFVII Rebirth removes several moments in the OG where the characters stop to discuss what's going on, where to go next, or how they're doing, and while it means the ending is high energy for a very long time which can be exciting, it loses out on some of the intimacy of the OG. Different people like different things, but I've always been someone who relishes the quiet moments and find they make me like the big ones more, because we have a chane to process what's at stake.)

For the Love of God Minerva Someone Please Talk to Cloud: Cloud's mental state in the Remake Continuity vs the OG (Cloud has SO MANY MORE breakdown moments in the Remake Continuity, and most of them are far more obvious/severe than the OG. This both changes the mystery of the breakdowns (which is fair to do bc most players know about Sephiroth), and also makes the fact that Rebirth removed many of the 'Cloud are you okay' scenes WAY WORSE. Cloud is not okay and it makes way more sense for them to ignore it in the OG where it's small and infrequent than it does in Rebirth where he's having major problems very frequently which hurt the main cast (except where it matters in the OG!))

Preserving Mystery in a Remake: Is there any point when the players know what's coming next? (Yes. Yes there is. You don't need to get rid of all the mysteries present in the OG just because some players might already know the story (this is not about stuff they're changing, but things they're keeping the same but exposing early). Also the other option for this title is "A Game for Newcomers and Veterans Alike: No it's not, if it was you would've bothered to keep some things mysterious and clearly you were too giggly to do that to the detriment of several story events and even plot points.")

FFVII Rebirth and Gameplay at the Cost of Atmosphere (part one of this is already written, but this is about how sometimes minigames or new mechanics introduced to spice up gameplay can disrupt or even completely upend the atmosphere of a scene, much to its detriment.)

FFVII Rebirth and Story Padding at the Cost of Atmosphere (this would be part two to this series, covering some new scenes which were added to Rebirth that did not match the tone of the rest of the scene and sometimes completely pulled me out of the emotional impact that existed in the original. At times I think the writers wanted to have a different emotional impact/tone than the original, while other times it seemed like completely tone deaf padding where the writers wanted something to happen so they shoved it into a place where it sort of fit in theory but did not fit in practice.)

Trope-Heavy Characters in the PS1 Era vs PS5 Era: How adding in new character scenes without adding new character traits can make a character seem bland (tl;dr I feel like Rebirth did a disservice to Yuffie's character, and Cait Sith is on thin ice. When a character only has 15 lines and 13 of them are about how they want materia, I think it's fair to assume that while liking materia is their main character trait, they probably care about other things too, but just didn't have the time/space to say it. But when a character has 150 lines and 130 are about materia, they seem bland/like materia is basically their only character trait, because they did have the time to talk about so many things but didn't. If you want to flesh out a character by giving them more lines, you should make sure to give them something substantial. Don't be afraid to go more into their (in this case Yuffie's) life, fears, and desires! The bits we got were good but they were to few in comparison to materia and motion sickness scenes)

[perilegs]

I really don't think you could make Orin worse bro, like explain what you could possibly do?

watch the saw movies with her and/or suggest cannibalism

[chradi]

You romanced Fenris in your da2 game? Well I ate him. We are not the same

[selfloverrrrrr]

Choso ~ Seven Minutes In Heaven

Warning: smut, heavy smut, unprotected sex, rough sex....

( All characters are aged up/18+)

Minors Do Not Interact

Read the warnings carefully....if you don't like my stories block me not report

[ so here y/n is a popular girl everyone is obsessed over. Every boy in college is obsessed with y/n. They all wanted y/n to be there. There's a boy named Choso in the college. He was a shy boy.(a looser as the requested one) everyone bully him. He has a crush on y/n too but never told anyone.]

So it was a college party evening. Me and my friends went there. Me, Maki and Nobara were enjoying our drinks. We saw someone entering the party. We looked at that way. It was Yuta. His eyes instantly meet with Maki's. Maki blushed and when she turned her head towards us me and Nobara were already smirking at her. She blushed even more.

Someone called us. It was Yuji. "Hey!!! You three.... come here we're playing seven minutes in heaven... come and join us" he said. We all agreed and went to the area where they were playing.

We sit there in a circle. I couldn't see Yuji so I asked "where's Yuji?" I heard him answering from behind me "here I am" we looked at him. He was dragging someone by hand. Then I saw it was choso. Yuji dragged him towards us. "Yuji... look you play.... I don't want to-" Choso spoke but Yuji cut him off "Shhh... you're playing that's it!" Yuji said and made him sit with him. "Look the looser came to play" a boy said to another boy. "Hey! Don't say like that! Why can't he play?" I said. "N-no no.... I didn't say like that" he said nervously. "Anyways let's start the game " yuji said and the game started.

There was three closet. So three couples can go at one round. First couple was Maki and Yuta. I winked at Maki. She blushed and went with Yuta. Second one was Nobara and Yuji. They both went to a closet. Now it was my turn. I opened the folded paper. "Choso" I read the name. Choso looked like his heart almost stopped. "We should play this round again. You wouldn't like to go with him in the closet" a boy said and tried to take the paper from my hand. "Did I said I won't go with him?" I said and went towards Choso. "Come" I said. " If you want to go with me.... y-you don't have to..." Choso said. "No...I wouldn't mind going with you" I said and grabbed his hand. We both went in the closet and the door closed. I could feel his face was already red and I giggled. "W-what?" He asked nervously. "Nothing" I replied. "What if they think something because you came with me?" He said. " Thik what? I kissed you?" I said. " No..I didn't mea-" he spoke but I shut him off with a kiss. His eyes widened, breath hitched. " Now they don't have to think... because we really did" I said. I laughed at his expression. " Look I know that you have a crush on me. What if I said have a crush on you too?" I said and his eyes widened. "Y-you do?" He asked. "Yes I do " I said and kissed him again.

This time he kissed me back. I put my hands around his neck. We were kissing each other when I felt something on my stomach. I smiled in the kiss when I realised what was it. (Y'all know damn well too💀)

Seven minutes passed. The door opened. We got outside. But instead of sitting with others I dragged Choso outside with me. Everyone looked at us. We went towards my car and got in the back sit.

I sit on his lap and started kissing roughly. I barely can breathe. He grinned me on his crotch. I whispered in the kiss. When we were fully satisfied with the kiss, we stopped. I was breathing heavily, gasping for air. I unbottoned his shirt and he pulled down the upper portion of my dress. He also took off my bra and threw it on the car floor.

He crashed his mouth on my breast licking, sucking and teasing the nipple and squeezing the other one with his hand. I moaned in the sensetion.He pulled up the bottom portion of my dress and then took off my pantie. He stared at my pussy with hungry eyes. He rubbed his finger on my clit and gasped. Then he licked my pussy. He undo his pant still staring at my pussy.

His dick sprang out. It was too big and too thick.He positioned himself with my entrance.He slammed his whole dick inside me in one slide. I moaned. He give me some time to adjust his size and started thursting in and out roughly. My legs were shaking with pain and pleasure. He was liking it too. His thurst became harder and harder. I clenched around him tightly and he moaned loudly "ahhhh....so... t-t-tight ". " You don't know how much I dreamed about it...now...Now it's finally happening" he whispered in my ear.

He started rubbing my clit with his thumb and I bite his shoulder scratched his back to control myself. With a few more thurst I came. He was still thursting roughly. I felt his cock pulsing inside me. Within a minute he came inside me I could feel his seed inside me. He pulled out. "I'm.... I'm sorry...I shouldn't... I shouldn't.... inside" he spoke with broken words. I kissed him on the lips again and whispered "it's okey... it's fine.... We'll do the plan B"

Give me your requests guys....

I love when you give me your requests 💓💗💖

[ganondoodle]

so i didnt watch the game awards (bc i dont care really, also it was at 1am for me)

but i went back to see the bit where they talked about totk bc it did win an award (sadly bc i frankly dont thik it deserved that) and heard how totk was about "the player making their own story" which is.... ???

like it very much HAS, undenialbly, a story, its pretty clear about that, and its a bland and boring and also illogical one at that, you as the player influence what? how many sages or tears you get and that doesnt change fuck all?? building a hoverbike is making a story ??? huh?? do mean reenacting king kong with toys and glue?? i guess i CAN do that now but i dont play ZELDA for that????

it honestly, looking at the game as a whole too, sounds like "make one up yourself" bc they didnt care enough to write a good one themselves, much less give you any ground to work with bc they treated botws lore like it never happened

but its also so very much contradictory "making your own story" with WHAT, WITH WHAT?? there are no choices that matter and again, there IS a boring ass story, i literally cannot make it my own bc theres no option to do that bc it very much is dictated what happens?? you destroy the good groundwork from botw and old titles that you COULD work with and now tell me "we didnt bother writing a good story bc you should make your own" what the hell am i playing the game for then?? why make it a zelda?? why should i bother playing through a game for its story that you didnt bother to write?????? and you also DID?? but a bad one bc you didnt actually care??? why make one at all??? i could have worked better with an actual sandbox game

"lol i wanted to fuck around with game physics, if you want a story make it up yourself despite there being absolutely one as much in your face as it can be and everythign the previous title was discarded so nothing actually matters, do what you want lol nothing matters" really huh, this is were we are at now

why the fuck did you not make it an actual sandbox spin off then, at least we wouldnt have to deal with this missmatched cocktail of stuff you didnt bother to care about

just please, make your dream sandbox game, just make it, you know you want to, just do it, but dont pretend its a canon story focused zelda title, a sequel to one of the most -full of potential to be elaborated on- zelda games no less

[ishuess]

We meet again♾️

13th Feb, 6:00 AM at the Pandya Abode

*doorbell rings*

Natasha: Hardik can you check the door!

Hardik: itni subah subah kon hai?!

*consistent bell ringing*

Hardik: ARRE AA RAHA HOON. Itni jaldi hai toh darwaza tod hi dee!

Natasha: HARDIK KON HAI?

Hardik opens the door to see a man with a big bouquet of flowers.

Hardik: nahi chahiye *tries to slam door*

Man behind bouquet: Arre bhaiya main hoon

Natasha comes to the living room

Natasha: Kon hai yaar..

Man behind bouquet: Main hoon..Shubman

Hardik: Abbey tu kab aaya..Kahan se aaya?

Shubman: Andar nahi bulaoge bhaiya

Natasha: Come in, come in...I will bring water.

Shubman comes in. All this while Hardik keeps staring at him.

Hardik: Kab se?

Shubman: Kya kab se?

Hardik: Phool bechne ka dhandha kabse shuru kiya?

Shubman: Woh..Ishan ke liye. Ishan kahan hai?

Hardik: So raha hai *with a straight face*

Natasha: Sit, sit Shubman. Drink water...Hardik you're mannerless *whacks him lightly*

Shubman settles himself on couch.

Natasha: Itne subah subah shubman?

Shubman: Haan woh Rajkot to Baroda thoda door hai toh vaapis jaane mein late naa ho isliye.

Hardik: *continues staring at him*

Natasha: *elbows Hardik* stop staring

Hardik: Training nahi hai?

Shubman: optional thi

Hardik: Hmm

Krunal: Arre Shubman! Subah subah idhar

Shubman: Han bhaiya woh bas

Hardik: *interrupts* Ishu se milne aaya hai

Pankhuri: That's sweet. Chai ya coffee?

Shubman: Nahi nahi thik hai bhabhi

Shubman is looking around the house as if trying to find something.

Hardik: Kaisa hai?

Shubman: main..main theek hoon.

Hardik: tu nahi mera ghar..aise dekh raha hai jaise pehli baar dekh rha hai

Shubman: Aap gussa ho mujhse kya?

Hardik: Are u understanding ki team kitni fragile hai abhi aur tu training bunk krke yahan aaya hai. Out of ur mind or what?

Shubman: Ek mahina ho gaya bhaiyaa...ek pal aur wait nahi kar sakta tha.

Hardik: *Hugs Shubman* Yeh tum Romeo log naa

Natasha: Should I wake Ishan?

Shubman: Can I do it?

Natasha: Yea suree..

Krunal: Aa chal tereko tere pyaar se milaun

Hardik: Main nikalta hoon gym ke liye

Krunal takes him to Ishan's temporary abode in their house.

Krunal: Jaa andar jaa..So raha hoga.

Shubman enters the room. His eyes fill with tears as he finally sees his lover sleeping in peace. His face devoid of any pain and stress. Shubman chooses to settle beside Ishan in bed and relish the moment. He traces his finger along Ishan's face and moves his hands through Ishan's hair. Shubman plants a tender kiss on Ishan's forehead.

Shubman(eyes filled with tears): I missed you love..

Shubman plants another kiss just beside Ishan's lips fondly to which Ishan responds with a soft smile unaware of Shubman's presence thinking it's all a dream.

Ishan( in a sleepy voice): Mhmm...I love you Shubii.

Ishan wraps his arm around Shubman in sleep which finally makes Shubman shed a few tears. Shubman tightens his grip around Ishan. As Ishan nudges his face into Shubman's chest to cuddle. Shubman's cologne hits his nose. Ishan freezes yet doesn't open his eyes for he didn't want this beautiful dream to slip away.

Shubman(in a gentle tone): Ishh..

Ishan: Hmm

Shubman: Ishh..uth jaa

Ishan: *shakes his head*

Shubman: Uth..dekh main tujhse milne aaya hoon. Sapna nahi hai

Ishan: *shakes his head*

Shubman kisses Ishan on forehead

Shubman: Dekha main real hoon...aankh toh khol baby.

Ishan: *opens one eye*

Shubman: Ab main aa gaya hoon tere paas

Ishan realises it's not a dream and jumps up from Shubman's arm.

Shubman: Kya huaa?

Ishan: Yeh sapna nahi hai

Shubman: main sach mein..

Ishan: *interrupts Shubman with a kiss*

Shubman: *cups Ishan's face and deepens the kiss*

As Shubman kisses Ishan, he feels tears streaming down Ishan's eyes while few tears escape his eyes too. Ishan felt more complete than he ever felt as they join forehead to share breath. A gentle smile adorned both their faces.

Ishan: I missed you.

Shubman: Main toh yahan hoon na *points at Ishan's heart* miss kaise karsakta hai tu?

Ishan: Paagal *laughs softly*

Shubman: Tere pyaar mein *hugs Ishan* I didn't miss you though

Ishan: Kya?

Shubman: *moves away and cups Ishan's face*.. I missed us.. *kisses Ishan's tears*

Ishan: aaj training nahi hai?

Shubman: poora mahaul kharab kar diya

Ishan: I am serious Shubman.

Shubman: koi training tere se important nahi hai... Ek mahina ho gaya mile huwe.

Ishan: Har second ek saal jaisa tha *pecks Shubman*

Ishan and Shubman settle in bed with their arms wrapped around each other sharing every little news of their life. Absorbing every bit of each other and wrapped in their love, they didn't realise they had an audience at door

Agasthya: Chachu!!Mumma calling

Ishan: Aggu tu kab aaya..

Shubman: Aggu kitna bada ho gaya..idhar aa junior

Ishan: *picks up Agasthya and settles him in his lap*

Shubman: *ruffles Agasthya's hair* Cutie kaisa hai tu?

Agasthya: strong hoon

Shubman and Ishan: *laugh*

Shubman: Meri yaad nahi aati?

Agasthya: Aati hai na par chachu se zyada nahi..Woh toh..

Ishan: *interrupts Agasthya* baatein toh hoti rahegi..breakfast is ready.

Shubman: *takes Agasthya on his lap* Tu bol...Aggu kya bol raha tha?

Agasthya: Chachu toh almost roz aapko miss karte karte rote hain..Aap unhe chorr ke mat jaana ab

Shubman: *hugs Agasthya and looks at Ishan who has his eyes lowered* Kabhi nahi jaaunga..apne saath le jaaunga.

Agasthya: Nahi...Phir main khelunga kiske saath?

Shubman: U have ur friends Aggu.. Main kiske saath khelunga *winks at Ishan*

Ishan: SHUBMANN!! *slaps him lightly*

Shubman: Cricket kiske saath khelunga.

Natasha: Oyee lovebirds.. breakfast is ready.. come on Aggu.

As they are their breakfast together, Shubman's eyes couldn't leave Ishan's face. The table echoed with their shared laughter and banter as the bouquet lies untouched in the living room.

(The fandom is filled with angst due to the current situation and as ur hero my job is to bring smile to your face. Hope you loved this chapter of their life and make sure to drop ur lovely comments.)

May God bless our precious couple Ishman and Ishan makes a banging comeback soon 🧿🧿🧿🔱🔱🔱🙏🙏🙏✨✨✨

[b1gwings]

i dont thik ive sent one in but can i get taylor or swiftli :3c

here ya go!! i drew them sleepy bc i should be in bed rn but also they deserve to rest. hope u like it!!!

if you VOTE HERE for glenn close, u can request a sketch from me :D

[felinecryptid]

Revelations

(or how Pav and Miles Fucked Up and Maya Auntie Fucked Miguel Up)

Maya did not think her day was gonna end with her trying to chuck a belan at a thug wearing a blue and red body suit.

But then again, she was not expecting to find herself another nephew and a niece too.

Perhaps she should rewind a bit.

***

Maya's eyes opened to the light of sunrise shining through the thin curtains. Her phone rang with bird whistles under the pillow, and she stepped out of bed, already thinking about what to put in Pavitr's lunchbox. She loved her nephew, her baby since- since everything, but he ate like a buffalo and yet, he was still wasting away.

She could make him his favourite Pav Bhaji, she thought, taking out the vegetables to warm them up before she cooked them. Lord knows he suddenly started loving it out of nowhere, some months ago, around the same time he started staying out late and coming home exhausted and screaming 'Auntie, kuchh khaane ko hai kya, itni bhook lagi hai, pura imarat khajaun,' and proceeding to finish the entire contents of the refrigerator, including the karela bhaji. Pav never looked at karela bhaji. Even when there was nothing else in the house. It was very suspicious.

At first she thought it was that model girl, what-was-her-name, Gayatri. Maya warned Pavitr to not get very attached to her, she did not want her boy to get hurt, no. But this change of heart couldn't be because of Gayatri, no matter how much she snuck around when Maya wasn't home. She could smell the designer perfume in her nephew's room, the boy wasn't sneakier than his aunt. Pavitr looked visibly happier on days the perfume smelled the strongest. He laughed louder when she was over for snacks or homework, and Maya couldn't fault him for that. She might need to have a little talk about girls with him soon, Maya thought, spitting out toothpaste and rinsing her face.

So it wasn't the girl. Maya refused to think it was his other friend, Hobie. They were so sweet, even if she thought they could do with a little more substantial clothes than thin stockings and ratty jackets. She had mistaken them for a robber the day she met them, but hey, all that ends well? Right?

She walked back to the kitchen, in time to see a curly haired boy swing in through the window, barely missing her pudina plants.

"Are- arey?! Aap kaun?" Maya reached for the ladles she kept in the left drawer, fingers scrabbling at the smooth handle.

"Woah! Sorry for this, Maya Auntie!" The boy raised his hands. "Didn't think I'd run into you, I'm so sorry-"

"Who are you?" Maya pointed the potato masher she'd grabbed at him. "Why do you know my name?"

"Pav talks about you a lot, I'd be a bad friend if I didn't know your name," The boy said, tilting backwards over the water filter to avoid her potato masher. "I'm Miles,"

"Eh, I don't know how much is a mile, convert to kilometers."

"No, no, my name, its Miles," The boy looked at him, eyes wide. "Didn't Pav tell you?"

When did her boy start hanging out with another American boy? "He didn't say anything about you-"

"MILES!" The pink spidergirl Maya saw swinging around sometimes, landed on her sill, almost flipping all her pudina. "Miles, you're not supposed to be here!"

"And you are not supposed to be there, beta, khidki se utar jao," Maya gestured at her to get down, fearing for her plants. "Who are you now?"

"Ummm, I'm Spiderwoman?"

"Dikh raha hai. I meant who are you, not what do you do, dear."

"Oh, I, um-"

"Gw-wanda!" Pavitr called out, barging in unceremoniously in his sleep pants, without a shirt.

"Hey, um, Pav-"

"Pavitr beta, baniyan daal ke aa, kitni baar bola hai ladkiyon ke samne nanga mat ghoom," Maya stopped every conversation happening, pointing back at his room.

"Nanga kahan hun main," Pavitr muttered, pulling on a shirt lying just out of sight in the kitchen. Teen boys, kab sikhenge saaf safai. "Abhi thik hai?

"Han." Maya nodded at him, before turning to all three of them "What is happening, Pavitr dear, why do I have a random boy in winter clothes and spider didi standing in my kitchen?"

"It's a long story?" Pavitr tried.

Maya thought for a second. "You don't have to go to school today. Take the day off, explain this to me."

Maya definitely heard him cursing as he left to freshen up.

***

Maya set down plates full of poha and tall glasses of orange juice for everyone while they told her their 'long story'.

Handing out spoons to everyone, she sat herself down on the last armchair, reaching for the achaar jar on the table. "So Pavitr, why don't you introduce me to your friends? I would love to know how you are friends with- What's your name, honey?" She directed the last part at the girl in the spider suit.

"Gwen."

"Right, with Gwen."

Pavitr had stuffed his mouth full, chewing slowly. Gwen had taken her mask off, gingerly biting a piece of carrot picked out from the poha. Miles answered with something that made Maya almost spit out the spoonful of poha in her mouth.

“Uh, Pav you haven’t told her that you are spiderman yet?” Pavitr choked, and Maya thumped him harder than strictly necessary. Even if the Miles boy was lying, clearly Pav knew these kids and didn't tell her. Miles muttered a soft ‘ow’ as Maya turned back to him.

“Miles, beta, what are you saying?”

Miles looked like a deer in headlights, as Pav sunk down his seat trying to stuff even more poha into his mouth, giving the unmistakable impression of the squirrels she likes to feed on her walks.

Gwen shifted around like she would love to be anywhere but here. Maya stared at them, waiting for one of them to explain something about the situation.

It was Pavitr that finally broke the tense silence with a “I’m spiderman, Bua.”

Maya stared some more.

“I’m the kid that’s been swinging around the city, fighting the gundas, the bad guys. I hid this from you, because it wasn’t safe for you to know, so I won't ever be sorry for that, but I'm really sorry for hurting you by hiding a part of who I have become now.” Pavitr looked down at his lap, his voice hoarse like he was trying to not cry and Maya couldn't hold back anymore. She leaned over and hugged Pavitr tight, feeling his sigh of relief as he went limp in her embrace. Maya mostly felt, rather than see, the other two kids leave.

“I love you, beta, I’ll love whoever you are and will be, there is nothing in this world that could make me hate you or love you less.” Maya murmured, petting her nephew’s, no, her son’s hair.

Pavitr’s laugh was the best sound she had heard in months.

***

Pavitr called Miles and gwen back in after 3 minutes of intense embracing. They strolled in looking thoroughly uncomfortable. Maya glaced at the clock. It was hard to believe it had been only 20 minutes since Miles crashed into her kitchen.

“Im really sorry Maya Auntie, but we need to get going, or Miguel will-” Gwen clamped a hand over Miles’ mouth.

“Could you please stop revealing everything to her immediately before Pav’s had a chance to explain to her?”

“Who’s Miguel?” Maya asked.

“He’s like our employer? in a way, Pav can explain better,” Gwen looked pointedly at Pavitr.

Pavitr looked long suffering as he turned heavenwards for strength maybe, or just moral support because he knew Maya was not one for employment before he was an adult. Way too many people out in the world to take advantage of minors and their naivety.

“Miguel is like our organiser, he lets us know when there’s a job to be done, like assigns us on different vil- uhm- people,” Pavitr scratched his neck.

Maya has seen that exact tell since Pavitr was old enough to lie- from getting caught with malai around his lips at age 5 to sneaking gayatri or hobie into his room to turning his face away only months after his uncle, her husband had passed, hiding the tears still streaming down his face- all accompanied by the same scratch of his neck. She knew he was holding something back. “Pavitr, beta, organiser? Tu dallon ke saath kaam karta hai? Aur jobs? Kis tarah ke jobs?”

Pavitr turned red, but continued bravely, “Miguel dalla nhi hai! I mean, ek tarah se hai par, woh hame bas kuch bure logon ko marne bhejta hai aur mujhe toh itna zyaada bhi nahi bhejta, bua, mein baba ka kasam khake bolta hun, mujhe kuchh bhi nahi hua hai,” Pavitr wasn’t looking at her anymore.

Maya was furious. Not at Pavitr, never at him, but this random man, whom she has never met, told her nephew, her son, her baby, got him running around, doing his bidding? No way she was going to stand that. “Marne? Kya matlab? Jaise laat ghusa ya jaan se? Nahi rehne do, jo bhi karwata hai, dallali hi hai. Pavitr, you stay away from that man, and keep your friends away too.”

“I can’t, he is the reason we met in the first place,” Pavitr went on with a voice Maya couldn't quite place.

“What do you mean?”

It was Gwen who spoke up next. “He gave me a place to belong to when my dad was going to arrest me because he thought I- when he thought I k- killed someone dear to both of us, without ever hearing me out, and it is because of him and another woman that I met this bunch of nerds.”

“Are we just forgetting the fact that he also tried to kick you out of the society because I fuuh- ruined some stuff? And you actually were rooming with Hobie?” Miles frowned at Gwen, and it felt like they had had this conversation before and this conversation was going down the exact same route as the previous ones. Pav nodded along, agreeing with Miles.

Maya was furious and lost. “Wait, you were rooming with Hobie? As in Pav’s friend Hobie?” Gwen and Miles nodded. “What society? Why is Hobie associated with it?” She whirled onto Pavitr.

Pavitr shrunk like he wanted to melt into her kashmiri carpet instead of having this conversation, again. “The Spider-Society. A club, kinda, for all the spider people and spider animals and spider objects. Hobie is also spiderman, for their- place, in London. They travel here frequently because they have speciality transport clearance as Hobie’s crew. Well, ex-crew as of some months ago,” Pavitr shrugged. “They still have some perks for travelling, but they stay over sometimes.”

“When did they last come over?” Maya asked, doing some serious math mentally.

“Uhh, Thursday?”

“And what was the last time Gayatri came over?”

“Monday.”

“And what did Gayatri gift you for your birthday?

“A perfume from Versah- oh, shit. Sorry, uh, I'm just, gonna shut up now,” Pavitr blushed so deep, Maya was worried for his heart.

Maybe she should have a talk about boys with him instead.

“We are discussing this later, I want to know what exactly you've been doing with them that requires spraying half a bottle of perfume after they’re gone,” It was Gwen and Miles’ turn to look confused. Maya didn't bother to clarify anything.

“Tell me more about this Miguel dude,” Maya leaned back in her armchair.

“He tried to throw Miles off a train.” Gwen said, looking Miles straight in the eye.

“And sent all the society after him, like two thousand people,” Pav added.

“More like two hundred but go off, I guess,” Miles muttered, avoiding Gwen’s eyes

“Wait, how are you still alive? And how old is he?” Maya asked incredulously. These kids needed better guardians, and she was adopting them immediately. They can't be running around with this Miguel guy without adult supervision-

“He’s maybe thirty three? I’m not sure, Peter would know,” Miles shrugged, forgoing the first question entirely.

“He is an adult? And he tried to throw you, a kid, a child, off a train? I need to meet this guy, maybe have a little talk,” Maya Auntie stood up, fuming.

“What they didn't tell you, that Miguel also put Miles in a cage, so he would be unable to go save his loved ones from certain disaster,” Spoke a familiar British dude on her windowsill, thankfully not on the one with pudina on it. Maya’s favourite friend of Pavitr’s, though she wasn’t sure if friend was the correct word anymore, if it ever was.

“And Auntie, if you really wanna meet dear ol' Miggy, I can take you,” Hobie grinned, holding up a watch that glitched in and out of reality.

Maya missed the terrified looks on Gwen, Miles and Pavitr’s faces as she reached for it.

*****

Part 1 of 2

translation (as always, this is not direct translation, just close enough, or whatever fits better in context) (non direct translation marked with [])(also jsyk, everything is pronounced, exactly the way its written):

beta- son / [means as good as son]( i bet yall have this memorised)

belan- rolling pin

pav bhaji- buttered and toasted buns with curried potatoes and vegetables (as much as it pains me to describe it so, its simplest explanation and i have no patience its nearly 6 in the morning and i haven't slept a wink)

Auntie, kuchh khaane ko hai kya, itni bhook lagi hai, pura imarat khajaun- auntie, is there something to eat, im so hungry, i could eat a whole building

karela bhaji-spiced stir fried bitter gourd (which is very bitter, as you might have guessed, i personally like it, most people hate it)

pudina- mint plants (lmao)

Are- arey?! Aap kaun?- hey! who are you?

beta, khidki se utar jao- child, get down from the window

Dikh raha hai- i can see that

Pavitr beta, baniyan daal ke aa, kitni baar bola hai ladkiyon ke samne nanga mat ghoom- Pavitr dear, ive [literally told you so many times] to not roam about naked in front of girls

Nanga kahan hun main- [how am i naked]

kab sikhenge saaf safai- when will they learn cleanliness

Abhi thik hai- [is this fine?]

didi- older sister (term of respect, usually)

poha- stirfried soaked flat rice flakes and cubed vegetables with spices (again the simplest description)

Bua- aunt, who is the sister of your father (yep hindi has a word for that)

gundas- goons

malai- cream from milk

Tu dallon ke saath kaam karta hai? Aur jobs? Kis tarah ke jobs?- you're working with [ring leaders]? and jobs? what kind of jobs? (bc dalla (dallon- pl.) famously means pimp, but it actually also means 'person who leads extremely questionable stuff')

Miguel dalla nhi hai! I mean, ek tarah se hai par, woh hame bas kuch bure logon ko marne bhejta hai aur mujhe toh itna zyaada bhi nahi bhejta, bua, mein baba ka kasam khake bolta hun, mujhe kuchh bhi nahi hua hai- miguel is not a ring leader! i mean, he is kind of, [but he tells us to deal with bad people, and i don't even get assigned a lot, auntie, i swear on my father, nothing bad has happened to me]

Marne? Kya matlab? Jaise laat ghusa ya jaan se? Nahi rehne do, jo bhi karwata hai, dallali hi hai.- [deal with? as in beating them up? or taking them out?, no stop, i don't want to know, but whatever hes been doing, he is brokering you out, using your services]

kashmiri- [from Kashmir]

A/N:

i havent forgotten miles’ hypocrisy, we’ll definitely come back to that

the reason maya auntie didnt call miles out in the first place is that she doesn't know what is the etiquette for someone coming out as spiderman ( i say it like thats a new category in the alphabet mafia lmao) and she is a desi gossip queen, shes not refusing any source of information about anything (one thing i know that if desi aunties ran intelligence services, we’d all be fucked as hell) , we love her in this household

more seriously tho, family dynamics in india is just on a different plane of existence, and privacy, until like 20 years ago, was a ‘western’ concept, ‘made to weaken the integrity of society’ and as maya auntie is a product of that generation, she doesn't see anything wrong with miles exposing pav like that

i, however, know that is very wrong, and do not endorse or encourage it in anyway, and miles would be getting his sweets bc of that lil moment of breaking trust

it is just plot babyyyy

a little bit of explanation of the employment thing, bc the norm for employment is like 16 right? in india it is 18, or more normally 22, being a third world country, exploitation, generational trama and everything, yk

if there's something that's missing or wrong just lemme know bc im editing this at no sleep in 72 hours, pls don't be shy 💞

[ishkrisq]

Captaincy

It wasn’t helping , Ishan behind the stumps wasn’t fucking helping . It was going to be a tough match and Shubman could hear the crowd roar , he could feel the sweat dripping down and most important of it all , he could feel the weight of the captaincy on his shoulders .

Ishan wasn't even doing anything distracting , they were pure professionals on the field . It was just all the overwhelming emotions that were probably ticking him off . He could feel Ishan't gaze on him and some part of him just wanted to prove it to Ishan and to everyone else that he deserved this position given to him.

On the next ball , he tried to go for a boundary but hardik bhai was able to stop the ball . He ran for a run and but as soon as he reached the crease he heard shouts behind him. He looked back to see someone lying on the ground , clutching his eye in pain . He realised it was Ishan who was missing behind the wickets .

Ishan was surrounded by his team and the medical staff was quick to take him inside . Shubman just stood there frozen , his mind racing with concern .

"Ishan's going to be okay Shubman " Saha bhai got him out of his head with reassuring words . Shubman gave him a shaky nod . He still had a game to win .

----------

"Abh thik hai ishu?" Rohit asked as he gently inspected Ishan's injury .

Ishan winced in pain as Rohit probed his swollen eye. "It hurts a little Rohit bhai," he muttered, his voice filled with frustration.

Rohit placed a comforting hand on Ishan's shoulder "The medical staff said it's not severe. You'll get better before the next match."

Ishan nodded weakly, grateful for the support of his captain. The thought of being unable to contribute to the team weighed heavily on him. He didn't even get to bat .

"Ishu mere bhai I'm so so sorry" a whining Hardik burst inside the locker room and rushed towards Ishan. His face was filled with guilt and worry.

Ishan managed a small smile, his swollen eye crinkling at the corners. "Aarey aapki galti nahi hai bhai"

Hardik shook his head adamantly. "Nahi nahi , I should've been more careful with my throw. I shouldn't have let it hit you!"

Rohit stepped forward, his tone firm yet reassuring. "Hardik, accidents happen on the field. It was nobody's fault."

"Let me take you to the hotel Ishu , tu rest kar aaj aaram se " Hardik said, his voice filled with concern. Ishan nodded gratefully, feeling the exhaustion from the match and the pain in his eye catching up to him. He needed rest, both physically and mentally.

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Shubman was dying . The urgency of seeing Ishan was eating him up inside . He was beyond happy that they had won though as the captain he had to stay back for much longer than everyone else.

As the team bus pulled up to the hotel, he practically bolted out of his seat, his heart pounding with anxiety. He needed to see Ishan, to make sure he was alright.

He saw Rohit bhai in the lobby and quickly approached him. "Bhai, how is Ishan? Is he okay?" Shubman asked, unable to hide the worry in his voice.

Rohit smiled reassuringly. "He's doing better, Shubi. The swelling has gone down a bit, and the medical staff said he should be back in action soon."

Relief flooded Shubman's body, and he let out a sigh of relief. "Thank God. I was so worried about him."

Rohit patted him on the back. "Now go and see him. He's resting in his room."

Without wasting another second, he dashed towards Ishan's room. Ishan was lying on the bed, a cold compress covering his eye. His face lit up with a smile when he saw Shubman enter the room.

"Shubi!" Ishan exclaimed, his voice filled with happiness. "Idhar aao captain ji ."

Shubman rushed to Ishan's side, his heart swelling with relief and affection. He sat down on the edge of the bed, careful not to disturb Ishan's injured eye.

"Thank God you're okay, Ishu," Shubman said, his voice filled with genuine concern. "I was so worried about you."

Ishan chuckled softly, wincing at the slight pain it caused. "Itni chinta mat kara ka shubhi ." He playfully nudged Shubhman's arm. "Aisi choti moti chot mera kuch bigad sakti hai kya ?"

Shubhman hit his head "Tereko har samay mazak hi sujta hai . How many times have I told you to wear a helmet "

" Haww , aise patient ko koi marta hai kya? " Ishan said with a pout . Shubman's face clearly showed that he wasn't amused at all.

Ishan laughed, "Achha sorry sorry. It was just bad luck yaar. Couldn't have predicted that ball would hit me in the eye."

Shubman couldn't help but finally smile at Ishan's infectious laughter, the worry and tension from earlier dissipating into thin air.

"Well, you better be more careful next time, Ishu," he teasingly scolded. "Otherwise, I might just have to tie a helmet to your head permanently."

Ishan feigned shock, his hand dramatically covering his chest. "Oh no, captain ji! Anything but that!" He grinned mischievously.

Shubhman couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Ishan's playful spirit brought a sense of normalcy back to the room.

"You better believe it, Ishu," Shubman replied, his voice filled with mock seriousness. "I'll make sure you have a helmet on even when you're sleeping."

Ishan playfully threw a pillow at Shubman, causing both of them to erupt in laughter.

"Congratulations Shubi . Hum har Gaye but I'm so proud of you for winning "

"Toh phir uss bet ka reward ?"

Ishan raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eye. "Hmm, what do you have in mind ?" he asked with a playful smirk.

Shubman smirked, "Oh, I have a few ideas in mind, Ishu," he replied, leaning closer to Ishan. "But we'll have to wait until you're fully recovered."

Ishan's cheeks flushed with a hint of pink as he met Shubman's gaze. His voice lowered to a seductive whisper. "Well then, Captain Ji, I can't wait for that delicious reward."

Leaning in closer, Shubman captured Ishan's lips in a tender kiss. The soft press of their mouths sent an electric current coursing through their bodies, igniting a fire within them that burned hotter with each passing second.

Ishan responded eagerly, his hands finding their way into Shubman's hair, pulling him closer as their lips moved in sync. The taste of Ishan was intoxicating, a sweet blend of desire and passion that left Shubman yearning for more.

They broke the kiss, both breathless and flushed with desire. Their gazes locked, filled with an unspoken understanding and a hunger that couldn't be contained any longer. Shubman's hands found their way to Ishan's waist, pulling him closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together.

"I missed you," Shubman whispered, his voice laced with longing.

Ishan's eyes sparkled with desire as he leaned in, brushing his lips against Shubhman's ear. "I missed you too shubi."

As the moon cast its gentle glow through the sheer curtains, Shubhman and Ishan found solace in each other's arms. They lay intertwined on the bed, their bodies formulating a perfect fit, like two souls finally reunited after a long separation.

The softness of the sheets caressed their skin, embracing them in a cocoon of warmth and tenderness. Ishan traced his fingers along the contours of Shubman's face, memorizing every dip and curve as if committing it to memory. Shubman closed his eyes, surrendering himself to the sensation, his heart fluttering like a thousand butterflies in his chest.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still. Their worries and responsibilities faded into insignificance. They existed only for each other .

[hum-suffer]

10 minute pehle ke news ki tea spill karoooooo

Grab your seatbelts because this is a wild and offensive ride.

Context: my friend had a birthday today, let's call her Butterfly. Butterfly is Moon boy's bestie. Me and K (my bestie) became friends with Moon Boy ages ago but we befriended Butterfly only recently during our exams.

Aaj Butterfly ki birthday mein, body shaming girl put up a story wishing her which read,"Happy birthday [Moon Boy] ki bestie." I was furious at her since like last season and even previous episode. Aaj ka precap isme hi aa gaya tha.

Tea:

So me and Moon Boy went to get Butterfly a cake for her birthday to celebrate in college without telling anyone but K. We got the cake and came back, and Body Shaming girl, let's call her Chintu (yes it's her nickname idek why), her group was lowkey offended that we didn't involve them in Butterfly's birthday plan

Moon Boy, that bloody diplomat, knew. He lured them all in with the cake cutting promise and everyone gathered around Butterfly, whom I had not allowed to peek at the cake. We had forgotten to get matchsticks so he went off to find matchsticks to light candles. Meanwhile...

Another girl, whom I did like until she turned into an ass licker, started fiddling with the cake. Bringing it out of box, trying to rip open the box to see the cake. I was politely trying to get her to stop until she tried to open the box. I opened the box instead and then closed it instantly and put it out of her reach. I told her to stop hovering and sit down.

Seeing her ass licker get shoved aside, Chintu was mad. But she was about to be madder.

I'm name dropping this one because i detest him the most. MOST. Bhavya, this lanky oversmart buy with a chomu hairstyle and round glasses, dared to be oversmart.

One thing that everyone should know about me is that I'm fiercely defensive of each of my friends. I treasure them beyond reason. Even if they're new friends.

Bhavya said, and i quote,"Burn Butterfly and use her to light the candles."

I said,"Maybe we should use you, since Teri already jal Rahi hai."

He went bitter and replied,"Jal nahi Rahi hai thik hai? Mere time to cake bhi nhi thi."

"should have had better friends," i said, which must have also offended Chintu.

Bhavya went even more bitter and said,"Mere dost jo the vo tere aaj ke dost hi the. Tere Jo itne saare ladke dost hai na. Vohi." (Lies. I'm acquainted with some boys because I'm a nice person and like to maintain connections. The only male friend i have is Moon Boy.)

I knew what he was implying but Butterfly was already shaking her head. I laughed,"Their behaviour isn't my responsibility."

He was about to say something and Butterfly said to not do this on her birthday. I laughed and said okay, I won't. Butterfly looked at me gratefully and Moon Boy returned till then. He noticed the harsh environment but said nothing and i continued pretending that I didn't want to kill anyone.

Me and Moon Boy took over, shifted benches and made Butterfly sit down, got her the cake(she loved it btw), lit up the candle. Chintu and her ass licker started pretending to care and warning how one shouldn't keep fire near them and blah blah blah. Whilst standing right behind me. I didn't say anything.

As we sang happy birthday, Bhavya sang "Happy birthday [Butterfly] aaj tu mar jayegi". I wanted to hit him but i didnt. By the look on his face, Moon Boy knew my smile wasn't entirely genuine after we finished the birthday song. I pushed him off to be the first one to eat the cake since he's the closest in relation to her. I was clicking pictures with his phone and i heard them criticise even that right behind my back. (Sue me, idk how to operate iphones instantly).

Chintu said,"Maine bola tha ki haath mein rakh ke candle mat jao but sunte nhi hai na kuch log." Bhavya asked who and she replied that she'll tell later. (Can you BE anymore obvious???)

We ended up having fun. I sent off K after me and later I went myself to eat the cake. Took a tiny bite because I don't like sweets too much, and fed Butterfly a wafer chocolate roll. She ate half of it and I fed the rest half to K and Moon Boy respectively. I heard them speak about that as well.

I sat down on a free bench, since I had period cramps, and the sheer joy of being around people and celebrating on Butterfly made me keep my words quiet and it was enough to make me smile widely.

(They did not like that. Duhhhhhhhhhh)

After this, me and Butterfly and K discussed this whole interaction whilst Moon Boy, the darling diplomat, went around fulfilling his volunteer duty and social media manager duty by clicking photos and videos.

The university secretary of the abvp, he came near us to find Moon Boy but he couldn't so I kept him in conversation for almost an hour. Moon Boy returned, listened to the conversation and was tiredly sitting quietly. I and K went to fetch our respective buckles and water bottles from our vehicles and we stayed there talking to some acquaintances. Butterfly came with us too.

I spied Moon Boy drifting in the place and went to him but he had been roped in with Chintu's group so I told him where he'll find me and left, ignoring the rest of them.

Ting ting tadinggggggggg agla update, next kalesh ke baad🫶🏽 (also no one needs to go anon to ask for such tea my loves, I'm happy to provide always 🫶🏽)

[kakyoinmybro]

I made a whole cool world for a book I was writing, mixing wuxia with horror and whatnot, creating worlds within the world, and working on the romance between characters..And it was my first ever book that wasnt fanficiton. I got 9 chapters in and quit because I didnt think the chapters were long enough because so far it took an hour to read all 9 chapters. I just want to say, for any writers, beginer or not, dont give up. You may not thik it's good enough, but someone else will and they'll be sad if you quit. I may never contiue my book that I put hours into, and I regret that deeply. So just try to keep going, and change stuff if you think you need to. Dont compare yourself to other writers, if you keep it up then one day you'll be popular, all you should focuse on is having fun and take breaks when needed.

[pamsimmerstories]

and always when they're getting closer...

previous || next

[freya]: you really came. you know you could use the front door, right? my parents are at my grandma’s

[avery]: hm, i didn’t know that.

[freya]: i thought i mentioned it.

[avery]: i don’t think you have.

[freya]: ok. anyway... you didn’t have to come here. it’s winterfest’s eve. you and your family should be together

[avery]: dad and mom are tired because of the toddlers, collin was reading a book that he said was changing his life, but he fell asleep while reading it. i’ll be having more fun here than staying there

-

[freya]: i’m not sleeping with you

[avery]: ????????

[freya]: i’m just saying

[avery]: who said i want to sleep with you?

[freya]: just in case you’re having ideas. you said i should say no to jasper in case he wanted to come... now you’re saying we’re having fun together... just because i’m having sex with him, it doesn’t mean i’ll have sex with you either

[avery]: well, i wasn’t thinking about that. i meant because i brought beer and i wouldn’t take advantage of you. you thik so low of me, freya.

[freya]: i honestly don’t know what to think about you anymore. you’re always hot and cold, avery. i never know what to expect.

-

[avery]: so, why you and collin don’t talk about whatever happened between you two?

[freya]: what do you wanna know?

[avery]: why are you so miserable? did he say something? did he explain?

[freya]: he didn’t tell you?

[avery]: no. i asked him, but he was being vague.

[freya]: well, he confessed that he likes me, but he said i--, well, it doesn’t matter... he said we can’t be friends because he has feelings for me and he needs to stay away so this feeling go away.

[avery]: i’m sorry about that. he’s being a bit harsh on you.

[freya]: i guess i deserved it. i knew about it, but i chose to ignore so i wouldn’t lose him. i understand why he’s doing it. but it’s like losing a family, he was my family.

[avery]: i know he is. i wish i could put some sense into him, but he’s stubborn [freya]: it’s okay. i’ll be fine. and avery, thank you... thank you for this. [avery]: yeah, *clears throat* sure.

-

[freya]: i think i need another beer. i overshared and now i feel embarrassed.

[avery]: nah, it’s okay. i’ll grab another one for you

[khaleesiofalicante]

hi i know you are busy this month and you uploaded a ch on sunday but can i ask when do you thik you will be able t upload the next ch

hi hi

i will actually upload it tomorrow. i finished my work stuff (for today) earlier than i thought and working at crazy speed right now so i had time to write.

here is a snippy

“Well, it’s beautiful here,” Max shrugs and turns back around. He can’t take his eyes off the beach. “I prefer this over Paris.”

“Then you should down to the beach,” David tells him. 

Max turns around and grins widely. “Go down where?”

David opens his mouth and then quickly closes it. “I’m not saying it.”

“Go down where?” Max asks again. “Say it.”

“I can have you thrown in the dungeons for making fun of my accent, you know,” David hums. 

“Do y’all actually have dungeons here?” Max gapes. 

“We’ve got a torture room too,” David smiles and Max has no idea if he’s joking or not. 

[lina-linny]

My top 10 k-pop groups

1. Ateez

~ bias: Wooyoung

~ fav song: Halazia/silver light

2. Stray kids

~ bias: Felix/Bang Chan

~ fav song: double knot/any

3. Enhypen

~ bias: Niki/Sunoo

~ fav song: Blockbuster/10 months

4. Blackpink

~ bias: rosé

~ fav song: forever young

5. TxT

~ bias: kai

~ fav song: chasing that feeling

6. New Yeans

~ bias: Danielle

~ fav song: Ditto/Hype boy

7. (G)i-dle

~ bias: minnie

~ fav song: super lady/my bag

8. Xikers

~ bias: yujun

~ fav song: tricky house

9. Le sserafim

~ bias: Chaewon

~ fav song: smart

10. Nmixx

~ bias: Lily

~ fav song: dash

~ Note: I like every member of all those groups and i thik they should be loved equally. I always have a hard time to "pick a bias" cause i love all idols so much. Please don't hate them.

ps. i love you