#also idk how to date. furthermore i do not know how to have the conversation of i don’t wanna be a in a relationship (bc i acc just. cannot)

[getoutofmytardis]

uhhh

[aomine-ryo]

Umm, a scenario please with a jealous midorima!! Like the reader likes him, and he likes her. But both are shy/afraid to confess. And like, the reason they started talking was because of takao, so midorima misinterpets the reader liking takao, but she's just shy to act around him or something like that. So midorima is also aloof slash cold idk so reader thinks he hates/isn't interested in her. HEA pls!! :P thank youu ❤️

It’s a bit long, but I hope you like it!! xx

Scenario: Jealous Midorima with a crush on you

You weren’t too sure how it happened, but Takao was one of your first friends at Shutoku when you joined. You kind of lucked out on your first day by getting assigned a seat next to him because he was really easy to talk to, so you weren’t as lonely as you thought you’d be. Eventually, the two of you ended up becoming quite good friends and he introduced you to his teammate, Midorima, who he talked about quite often.

Midorima was also in your class, but he never really talked to you. Takao would often have to bounce back and forth between you two because both of you were equally as shy around new people and were unwilling to go through the awkward introduction. Takao finally got fed up though, so he just forced you two to talk to each other.

“Y/N, this is Midorima Shintaro. Shin-chan, this is Y/N,” Takao said, eyes sparkling and voice full of energy as he was desperate to minimise the amount of time he had to spend repeating the same stories.

“Hi, nice to meet you,” he said, seemingly fed up by Takao’s antics. While he appeared disinterested on the outside, Midorima thought you were incredibly cute— and totally his type. He just didn’t know how to flirt nor did he know how to hold a conversation with someone new, even if he really would like to get to know you more.

“Nice to meet you too,” you replied curtly.

There was nothing but an awkward silence left after that as both of you avoided any form of eye contact.

Takao let out a sigh, “You two are hopeless.” Takao swung his arm around your shoulders and shifted his weight onto you. “Y/N here is really interesting you know. You two are just too quiet for your own good. We’re all buddies now— no objections,” Takao declared, earning a small giggle from you at how carefree he was.

You noticed Midorima just roll his eyes at him. Something about the way his arm was hung around you and the fact that he made you giggle like that made Midorima feel slightly annoyed. He was aware that Takao was just like that with everyone, but the green haired boy couldn’t help but envy how he could so easily touch you without it being a big deal. “I don’t like the fact that I have no say in this, but whatever,” he said bluntly, not seeming interested in being there whatsoever.

As time went by, the three of you became quite close. You’d spend most of your time hanging out with them, however you still found it rather difficult to talk to Midorima even after months of being around him and Takao. You really wished you were more comfortable talking to him because you’d begun to develop feelings for him and you wanted to build up the courage to tell him by talking to him more, but it was impossible for you to approach him. He just had this energy that made you feel like he probably didn’t like you and was only forced to be your friend. Though you did have to keep reminding yourself that you’re probably just overthinking it.

Midorima on the other hand, did his best to avoid spending time with you and Takao. For some reason, he hated how much you’d talk and laugh with Takao as it just filled him with this resentful feeling that made him wish that he was as easygoing as his friend. He’d never admit to himself that he was jealous though— his pride wouldn’t be able to handle it.

Furthermore, to him, it was as clear as day that you liked Takao. You spent most of your time in class around him, and Midorima swore that your face would light up every time he was around you. So to avoid the pain in his chest he’d feel every time he sees that, he did his best not to be with you two together. That didn’t stop him from thinking about you all the time though. You took up so much of his thoughts that he just found himself constantly comparing himself to Takao and wishing that he was different.

You were meant to be hanging out with Midorima and Takao one evening because there was this new pastry shop that Takao was dying to try out, and obviously he had to drag you two along with him. All of you had decided to meet at the shop and you thought that you would be the last one to get there since you were running a few minutes late. However, when you arrived, you were surprised to find just Midorima sitting at a table with two empty chairs.

“Hey, sorry I’m a bit late. Where’s Takao?” you greeted him as you took a seat.

“No idea. That idiot won’t pick up my calls,” Midorima said with a shrug as he put his phone down on the table in frustration.

“That’s weird. Let me give it a try,” you said as you fished your phone out of your pocket.

It took a few rings but Takao eventually picked up. “Hey Takao. Midorima and I are at the shop. Where are you?” you spoke.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I don’t think I can make it. My mum wants me to drop my sister off at her friend’s house all of a sudden,” Takao explained, with a slight ruffling sound in the background.

“Oh that sucks. Maybe we can come here with you some other time then,” you said.

“Yeah hopefully. I was looking forward to it. Anyways, have fun guys,” Takao replied, still a hint of cheeriness in his tone.

“He’s not coming,” you informed Midorima (who was slightly offended that Takao picked up your call and not his) once you ended your conversation with Takao.

“Well isn’t that lovely,” he said sarcastically.

You were really hoping that Takao would come because now that the two of you were alone, you didn’t know what to do. “So now what?” you said, praying that it wouldn’t be as awkward as you imagine.

“I mean, we might as well get something since we’re here,” Midorima shrugged, not wanting the trip here to have gone to waste, but at the same time wanting to spend some time with you. “Unless you want to leave?”

“No, no, it’s alright. I’ve been waiting to try this place out for a while anyways,” you said as you picked up the menu and began to browse through in silence.

The two of you placed your orders and sat there waiting impatiently. The place was rather busy so you were surrounded by a faint chatter, however the air between you two was heavy.

“So, do you have any matches coming up?” you asked to fill the silence. You had to get to know him eventually— he’s best friends with someone you’re close to after all.

“Yeah, preliminaries are starting in about two weeks I think,” Midorima replied.

“Oh, text me the dates— I might drop by. I’ve heard you’re quite a star on the court so I’ve been dying to see you play,” you smiled, hoping that it wasn’t too forward of you to be saying something like that when you liked him.

“Really? Are you sure you don’t just want to watch Takao?” Midorima asked simply. He was convinced that you liked Takao so he felt that it was okay to be saying it as it is, even though it did hurt slightly.

“Well, sure I can watch Takao too I guess. You’re both my friends and on the same team after all,” you said, slightly confused as to why he’d say something like that. “I’m really interested to see you though.”

“Why’s that?”

“Takao’s been raving about how you can shoot from anywhere on the court and I really want to see you in action, you know?” you said.

“You can always drop by a practice to see that too,” he said.

“Really? Can I?” You said as your eyes lit up.

“You’re awfully excited to see me play,” Midorima joked, the faintest of smiles appearing on his face, making you realise how rare it was to see him like this. “Sure, you can come watch.”

“Woah, I’ve never seen you smile,” you pointed out, making him immediately straighten his expression.

“What do you mean? Am I not allowed to smile?” he asked, crossing his arms as he leaned back in his seat.

“No, you’re allowed to— it’s just that I’ve never seen it before until now... it’s kind of cute,” you said, mumbling the last part.

Midorima felt his cheeks heat up at the sound of those words. He did hear you call him cute, right? “Thanks. But don’t think saying that is going to make me smile more. I smile when I want to,” Midorima said defensively, feeling as though he could explode at any moment now.

“Noted,” you chuckled. “You know, I always thought you hated me or something. So I’m glad we can talk like this,” you said honestly, trying to continue the conversation and avoid any awkward silences.

“Hate you? Why would I hate you?” Midorima questioned. If anything, it was the pure opposite. He was sure that he had fallen for you. He just didn’t know how to express it.

“I don’t know, you just don’t say much when I’m around. I know you talk to Takao a lot though, so I figured I was the issue,” you explained with a shrug.

“I can assure you it’s nothing like that— you’re thinking too much into it. I thought you preferred talking to Takao so I just backed off a bit,” he said, not sure how he ended up being so honest with you.

“I don’t really have any preferences like that. I’ve been wanting to talk to you more but I didn’t know how. In a way, I’m kind of glad we can spend some time like this, you know? Did you really think I preferred Takao that much?”

“Well, yeah. I kind of thought you had a crush on him or something,” he said, not wanting to meet your eyes because he was aware about how strange it sounded.

“On Takao? No way. He’s really just a close friend. I don’t see him like that,” you replied, unable to hold back a small laugh.

For reasons he didn’t want to admit, Midorima felt a surge of happiness upon hearing those words. “Oh that makes things easier,” he thought out loud without realising it.

“How so?” you replied, making him panic internally.

Was he really going to say it now? “Well, I have feelings for you and I’ve been holding back from saying anything because I thought you liked Takao. But since that’s not the case, I guess I feel more comfortable saying it now,” he said, aware that he was blabbering to delay your response out of nervousness.

There was a moment of silence between you two as you processed what he had just said. You could barely believe your ears. The feelings were mutual after all.

Midorima finally looked at you to see if he could understand how you were feeling based on your expressions, but all he managed to think of was how pretty you looked sitting across from him. “If you don’t feel the same way, it’s alright. We can just pretend I never said anything—“

“No,” you cut him off as you placed your hand over his, which was resting on the table. “I definitely feel the same way. I just can’t believe that it’s actually real,” you chuckled.

Midorima looked down at how your small hand laid on top of his and he couldn’t help but think that his heart was going to beat right out of his chest at the sound of those words as well as the way you smiled at him. He couldn’t believe that he was the one that got you to smile like that, let alone that you actually felt the same way.

“Are you sure you’re not just saying that?” Midorima asked, his paranoid mind still unable to believe that this was actually happening.

“I’m certain,” you said, giving his hand a tight squeeze. “So, is this our first date?” you giggled jokingly.

“No way. I will take you out on my own terms so this doesn’t count,” he said, the smile returning to his face once again as he found your giggles contagious.

You found yourself getting lost in his green eyes as both of your hearts beat at the speed of light. “Well then, I can’t wait.”

[reddoesthingsfinally]

Mildly aggravated at someone because they have a crush on my bestie and will sometimes front and go to talk to them in an attempt to actually get to know them because they're like 'I know you, but I know I don't really know you, and that's confusing, but I want to know you', except due to the rest of our opinion's (namely Red's, who is extremely defensive about our info with anyone, and we haven't shared with a friend up until recently) they can't actually say that it's them.

That doesn't make sense, let me rewrite this.

I'm mildly aggravated because someone has a crush on my bestie. They'll talk to them when they front because they're like 'I feel like I know you, but I also don't, but I want to know you'. However, due to our opinions/boundaries/loose rules, particularly Red's, who's very defensive in sharing anything about ourselves to anyone that actually knows us, they can't share that it's them. They have to pretend to me while trying to get to know their crush and try to let their crush get to know them because it makes the rest of us feel safer.

I'm aggravated because, a, I would prefer if they didn't go attempt to date my bff, thank you very much. It feels like a sibling dating your bestie to me, for some reason. Or your two besties dating each other. Idk quite how to describe it, but I don't like it. B, I feel bad that they can't actually tell them who's speaking. I feel kinda selfish that I'm contributing to keeping them from saying because it makes me feel safer and more comfortable. And, sure, we can be a bit freer about the differences in our speech and whatnot with them, but they want to full on have a conversation with our friend knowing it's them. But personally, that makes me feel really, really vulnerable, and scared.

For one, that's telling someone that they're not talking to me, even if I'm watching in the backseat (which I always am). That's terrifying. To - to - to - a - an unreasonable degree. I don't know why, but it just IS. It's scary to even think about telling somebody that I'm not fully there right now, that they could do or say anything and I wouldn't have any way to control my response unless I was triggered back.

For two, I've gotta admit, I don't trust the others all that much, and they don't really trust me. I've only recently started taking them more seriously than just 'imaginary friends' (even if I frequently think that's all they are, hurray.), so it's understandable that they don't really trust me beyond a basic surface level, and vice versa (at least in my eyes). If someone admits that it's not me there talking, I don't know how my friend will react. And furthermore, without having to mask, I don't know what someone might end up doing or saying, that I'll have to take responsibility for after. Now, we're online friends, so it's not like anything too bad can really happen, but I don't want our relationship to be damaged because someone didn't realize they were pushing something a bit too much, or being a little too snappy, or act like they know them a little too well. And while I trust them to not be absolute jerks, I don't trust them to not accidentally push buttons or triggers they didn't know where there, that normally wouldn't be a problem because I would. Or, vice versa, the friend accidentally press a button and get a strong reaction that they wouldn't usually have to worry about, because it usually wouldn't be a button, and I (usually) wouldn't lash out.

I don't remember where I was going with this but yeah. F e a r

[interstellix]

full hearts ↳ lee minho (lee know)

genre: angst, fluff

summary: no matter how it’s played, it’s always the same ending - unless a new one is unlocked

word count: 2235

requested: “i would like to request an au with minho please and ummmm well :O IT’S CUTE”

warnings: mentions of blood

a/n: LMFAOO ALLY LOML I’M SO SORRY IDK WHAT THE HELL WENT WRONG HERE I- listen consider this a free coupon for a free request with no expiration date bc this shit went straight to hell LOL but ye ily mwah @walkingonwave​ also why tf did it get so long fjdfdhjdk

you hate it when someone plays your video game. not one that you own, but one that you’re in.

you hate it because, no matter how often it's played and how often you have to experience the same story over and over again, you never get used to the terror and pain lacing it.

there’s more to it than the eye meets, what the screen shows and what the player is served; to you, it’s simply too much.

“I swear, this game ruined my life,” minho sighs before showing you a smug smirk, “good thing I have one more.”

you shoot him a glare but still glance at the digital wristband he wears which, much to your relief, shows a glowing red heart next to two black ones. indeed, one more life.

“how can you even be joking in this kind of situation?” you ask between heavy breaths and look him up and down. “you’re bleeding from your arm, you just got shot in your leg and there are probably two, three broken ribs as well.”

minho snorts, “can you blame me? the player sucks.”

you can’t argue against that. the player does suck for sure, constantly getting you and the rest of your team in trouble, making you die left and right, using potions and other items like they’re lollipops handed out to children; honestly, you’re surprised they have even made it this far into the game - the final stage and battle. that said,

“yeah but you can still control what’s going on behind the scenes. maybe, maybe you wouldn’t be in the miserable state y-”

you’re cut short by the high-pitched, piping noise you’ve by now come to dread, not fancying the explosion it’s shortly after to be accompanied by; just as it comes, minho wraps his arm around your waist and pulls you up from the shattered pavement you had fallen limp on.

“as if you’re in place to call me miserable,” he sighs and runs away from the spot all while still carrying both his equipment and you. “look at yourself, I’m impressed you even have enough energy to complain so much.”

you remain silent, aware that you can’t deny it. the adrenaline rushing through your body is really the only thing keeping you awake despite you being in a fairly worse state than you had claimed minho to be in.

said one doesn’t slow down but occasionally steals glances at you and upon noting the exhaust slowly but surely taking over your features, he calls out, worry clear in his voice, “god damn it, y/n! keep your eyes open, you still have a full life left, right?”

though not all too pleased by it, minho takes the low hum escaping you as a valid answer and keeps running to the first possible shelter found. you eventually find yourself in a two story building, not in a particularly perfect state with the catastrophe of a final battle going on in the city but enough for shelter.

“minho?” hearing the energy gradually leaving your voice, minho bites his lip to stay relaxed and instead hums, waiting for you to go on. “how can you stay so calm?”

as he enters a bedroom and carefully places you down in the rightful bed inside, he answers simply, “if I show you I’m scared, you’ll start panicking even more, right?” slowly, he removes the heavy equipment from your body, showing you a small smile while wiping a wound on your cheekbone clean from blood. “I don’t really fancy that idea.”

the playful look in his face loosens into a soft one, lips curled up in a small smile and eyes warm, “make sure you get some rest, yeah?”

as soon as you hear this, your eyes widen and fear quickly fills you. tightly grabbing onto the hand now cupping your cheek, you question in a shake breath, “where are you going?”

“I have to find the rest of the team, it’s been a while since we were separated and I still can’t get in touch with them-”

a sharp pain settles itself in your abdomen when you hastily sit up in the bed but at that moment, you can’t seem to care any less about it and hold onto his shoulder instead. “w-wait, you’re just gonna leave me here?!”

minho lightly pushes your hand away and answers with clear confusion, “no, but we can’t just ditch the re-”

the conversation is cut short when the nth explosion erupts in the outside world, followed by a whole chain of more and you look out through the window, the city might as well be considered the hell on earth by now; the sight of dark smoke, fire and more and more buildings getting destroyed only adds to the lump of fear and anxiety in you. you look back at minho and with pleading, glossy eyes, you just barely manage say through your irregular breathing increasing at a ridiculously high pace,

“min, p-please, don’t leave me alone.”

he furrows his eyebrows, not understanding just how desperate you are for him to not find the rest of your friends, to the point where it almost sounds selfish. “what’s wrong with you? we have to find the guys to finish the ga-”

right then, just as he catches a sole tear escaping your eye, realization seems to sink down on him, features once again softening. it’s nothing about selfishness at all, nothing about wanting to ‘ditch’ the rest of your friends. it’s simply the fear and pain of losing the person most dear to you - him.

“y/n...” minho’s hand returns to your cheek, this time to tenderly wipe the corner of your eye dry and as he speaks, his voice is almost comforting even during the definition of war currently going on, “we’ve played this game so, so many times, baby. you already know I’m always right with you.”

eyes shutting close, you lean into the touch of his hand and whisper, “you know that’s a lie, minho; I hate this game so much, we play everything together with the other guys, beat the final stage every, damn, time but we never get a happy ending. that shit just doesn’t exist in this game and I can’t handle it anymore.”

just as your vent of panic comes to an end, your wristband suddenly starts beeping, two quick, disturbing tunes. even more confused, minho looks down at its screen only for his jaw to drop; out of your three hearts, only a half of the last one is still shining and instead of the bright red, it’s a purple.

with a mix of anger and his own panic, minho groans while scanning your body for any possible causes of it, “when the fuck did you get poisoned?!” before going on, he finally finds a dark patch on your upper arm, staining it with the same shade of purple as shown on the screen. “why did you never tell me?”

despite the sobbing you’ve broken out in in the middle of the chaos, you choke out, “wouldn’t matter, player drained it all.”

minho’s jaw clenches and while he himself stays quiet, his mind is screaming, trying to figure out how to solve the situation. reaching out to the sheets under you, he pulls off a strip and hurries to wrap it around your arm in hopes of the poison to not spread as fast anymore. “listen well, alright?” he begins as he ties a tight knot. “don’t move or you’ll only lose even more health points; I don’t care if there’s never a happy ending, I won’t have you dying on me before we’re even done here.”

“but-”

“I can’t have you getting scared either. I won’t be able to focus on the game if I know you’re scared,” minho interrupts. he cups your face, solid eyes locking with your own, words gentle as they’re uttered,

“look at me, y/n. don’t think of anything else, just look at me.”

though staying quiet, you do as told. you do as told, relishing in the warmth radiating from his hands, letting yourself relax at the sight of your boyfriend so close up even though he looks like mess on two legs. you do as told, only for one tear after another to build up in your eyes.

minho leans his forehead against yours. when he whispers, you notice that you’re not the only scared one here, the shakiness in it revealing more than enough. all that said, he still manages to say every word you both need to hear and trust.

“just a little more... I don’t care about a happy story, if the game’s going to end, I want it to end with you next to me so hang on just a little more.”

whether it’s the pain, exhaust from the poison or you simply finding a sense of calm for the first time in a good while, you don’t know but it nevertheless leads you to slowly give into unconsciousness.

the last thing you just barely manage catching is a feather-light kiss to your forehead and a tenderly spoken assurance,

“I’ll be back before you know it. I promise.”

who knows how long it’s been? probably no one, but long enough for the screen of your wristband to meet you with three now full, red hearts as soon as you wake up.

you stare at your hands curled up right in front of your face and even though your vision isn’t clear enough after sleeping, you can still make out how they’re free from bruises, wounds and dusts. furthermore, it’s quiet. uncomfortably quiet, purely because you’re not used to a sound clean from explosions and other rumbling noises. it confuses you for a second and you start wondering if there’s been a restart. however, realizing that you’re still in the same, unknown bedroom as before and remembering that you have yet to go through the ending of the game, you know it’s still not over.

barely daring to look away from your hands even the slightest bit, you think for yourself, “if it’s not over, what’s going o-”

“finally up, sleeping beauty?”

a sharp gasp emits from you as you hear this and within moments, you’re sitting back up in the bed. by the edge of it, he sits; the window invites the morning sun you haven’t seen in what feels like a lifetime, its light illuminating his face in gentle shade of orange; a smile graces his lips and even under strands of hair, the gleam in his eyes is clear, bright upon finally seeing your own open.

four seconds. that’s what it takes for you to process that, as unfamiliar as this scene is after playing the game so many times, it actually is minho sitting right next to you, in person, pure flesh and blood. four seconds is what it takes until you launch yourself at him, arms tightly wrapping around his neck, face digging into the crook of it.

you take a deep breath, inhaling the scent you’ve grown fond of after spending so much time with minho. when you don’t say anything, he asks, “don’t wanna know what happened?”

you shake your head. “I don’t care.”

an airy chuckle escapes minho. his arms wrap around your waist and hold you closer to him and while starting to explain anyway, he unconsciously starts swinging your bodies from side to side. “believe it or not, that stupid player unlocked the secret ending.”

though confused, you don’t bother moving the slightest bit while humming in confusion. he doesn’t either and instead continues, “turns out if you beat the game in critical mode and gather all trophies, you unlock the secret ending.”

“and... what exactly happens in the secret ending?”

“in the secret ending...” minho murmurs, “the whole team survives.” as if on cue, loud yelling and laughters can suddenly be heard outside the bedroom. you’re barely aware of it though as he pulls away, just enough to get a look of your face. “the city can rebuild again...” he momentarily glances to the side where the window shows an unusually peaceful view. you follow his gaze, though only until his index finger and thumb takes a hold of your chin, turning you back to face him. “and you and me...”

with the current being through and through unknown to you, you find yourself growing more nervous than ever. when his thumb just barely grazes your bottom lip, your breath hitches and hands drop down to his shoulders, tightly grabbing onto them.

the time minho spends on leaning closer feels painfully long and yet, you’re barely aware of exactly when the barely existent gap eventually is shut. his lips are soft against your own, slowly moving against them. the feeling of it alters between the one of featherlight, pure pecks and long, passionate kisses and you can swear it’ll drive you insane right there and then.

you don’t though. instead, you can only melt under the touch, the loving hold around you leaving you in a serenity in the finest sense of the word.

when you eventually part, minho’s hand travels upwards to tuck stray hair behind your ear as he looks at you with a smile bigger than you’ve ever seen on him,

“stay together.”

maybe, just maybe, this game isn’t so bad after all.

[ljnuwu]

heartthrob!jeno

summary: heartthrob!jeno wants his habits to die but all his attempts to show you always seem to go wrong

genre: fluff(?), angst

warnings: cliche, like SUPer cliche, horrible grammar, cursing, kinda long(?) depends the kind of reader you are ig, not proofread

lee jeno amirite

alr so naturally being lee jeno everyone loves you

like how could you nOT love him its like impossible

now there are like a few people who don’t and that’s ok just live your life yknow

now lee jeno is like really really loveable

you know those situations where people are so nice that you want to kill them? that’s like everyone @ jeno minus the wanting to kill

instead it’s wanting to protect him at like all costs which is reasonable

ok so onto his dating life

jeno has a record of dating someone for like a solid one to three-ish weeks maybe the longest he’s ever dated anyone was like five weeks everyone thought he’d stay with them but it ended up breaking up so like :/

no one knows why jeno is like this like he drastically changed like kinda in the middle sophomore year 

like he went from a shy boy who couldn’t even look at a girl without blushing to this like confident boy that could make anyone’s heart flutter by just breathing

ok so like onto you

you actually were partners with jeno on a project in like the first half of sophomore year so like you know the og jeno yknow 😔

you also had like a minor crush on him at that time but we don’t talk about that

at first, you didn’t believe the rumors but then you saw/heard it with your own eyes & ears

you remember it so vividly like woah 

it was like maybe march or april of sophomore year when you were late to class and just didn’t bother going lmao 

so you were wandering around the school building and you thought you were the only one bc everyone had a class at that time so like you were kinda shocked to hear some voices in the hallways

so you wanted to be nosy bc like why not jsjd 

alr so this is what you heard 😳

“hyejin, what don’t you get? why do i have to repeat myself so many times to you?!”

“because i don’t get it! we’re literally perfect for each other!”

at this point you kinda regret eavesdropping so you try to leave quietly 

“it’s simple i don’t love you, i never did and i never will. please, did you think this would last forever? i only date for the thrill and when it’s gone so am i”

as much as you hated to admit it, you felt a little pang in your heart when you heard the boy’s words

how could someone live like that? but then again, who were you to judge how someone lived their life 

“screw you, lee jeno!” 

your eyes widen when you heard the name that was yelled out by the girl 

lee jeno?? the shyest boy on earth broke someone’s heart???? really??

at this time you didn’t know jeno was gonna be a new resident heartthrob at your school cause you’re kinda slow with news 

your friends weren’t even surprised when you asked why there were so many sad girls, seeing as you can be pretty oblivious sometimes :// me too dw 😔

so they were like jeno became like a fboi/heartthrob/heartbreaker something like that over night 

and you were like :0 bc you knew as jeno as the like really shy and nice guy who’s smile was like so adorable and made you want to protect you know 😔

alr so now to the present like two-ish years later it seems that jeno’s goal is to break like every girl’s heart at least in your grade yknow he’s going a grade at a time guys ghksd 

so you were his next target *sad emoji* how did you know this? well it seemed that he popped up next to your locker like everyday since school started back up after summer break lol

he’d usually greet you with a good morning or pickukp line

today’s was “aside from being absolutely breathtaking what do you do for a living?”

“well, i don’t really have a job but i am a student which means if i spare you any more of my breath i’ll be late to class. see you later heartthrob!” 

with that you zoom up the stairs and to your next class 

so class is over and it’s the ONLY class you share with jeno and like a third of his friends

the class was,,, overwhelming to say the least

from the girls swooning at literally everything jeno does to his friends being loud

yall know how loud like three of the members in dream are so 😔🖐

ok so this teacher is pretty chill and lets students like sit wherever which you at this moment realize is a mistake so you’re just hoping some girl at least tRiES to grab jeno’s attention and convince him but it seems luck isn’t on your side and all of the girls just seem to starstruck by jeno breathing

so he sits next to you surprise surprise 

and every time he’d tried to talk to you you’d ask the teacher a question, pretending not to hear him every time

at this point jeno got kinda annoyed but he just inhaled and exhaled, he could do this

when he was going to ask you something or flirt with you the bell rang

you didn’t pack up quickly like jeno expected- no you wanted to confuse him or maybe annoy him furthermore so when you’re practically done packing up you turn to him and say, “i miss the old shy and sweet jeno, don’t you? isn’t this whole heartthrob thing kinda tiring at times?” 

and jeno was like shook no one’s ever said that to him like woah yknow

he just kinda stayed frozen looking at you he was like: 👁👄👁 lmao jskfdj

so you just offer a smile and rush to your next class instantly regretting all your life decisions and when you get to your next class you sit down and your shoulders slump and you just bang your head on the desk yknow like jinsoul in that one live yeah :/

meanwhile jeno is still in the classroom stuck standing at that same spot and just staring at space

“hey jeno you alright bro?”

“jun shut up i think he’s having a realization moment”

“wtf is that?” 

“idk i just wanted to tell you to shut up”

and so renjun and hyuck start fighting and then jeno was like

“guys, do you miss the old me?”

“you mean the shy guy in freshman and like the first half of sophomore? nah you’re way cooler no-”

“hyuck literally shut up for oNCE oh my god”

“why should i”

“he doesn’t mean it you know we all miss the old you jeno, but who you choose to be is all up to you”

“woah that’s some deep shit renjun”

“i know bro” 

so like time skip to lunch everyone starts whispering when you enter the cafeteria and you were confused but then you sense a presence next to you and you can’t help but roll your eyes

does this guy just not give up?

so you sit at your table with your friends who give you pity looks and they eventually scoot a bit away from you and jeno 

some friends they are 😔

and you just start eating ignoring jeno because you don’t really know what to say?? like ok jsjf 

you’re kinda awkward and don’t know how to start a conversation with someone who wants to break your heart so it’s obviously gonna be a bit awkward yknow ://

then jeno just like clears his throat and is like “we were partners for a project in sophomore year, yeah?” 

to say you were surprised that he remembered that is an understatement but like your pride got the best of you and so you were like, “you can remember that but you can’t remember the last three girls you dated? interesting”

jeno poor boi chokes on his food like jaemin in that one video yknow 

but he just nervously laughs and decides he should just give up but like his pride man

“why don’t we go somewhere after school?” 

“are you asking me on a date lee jeno?”

“yes i am, you do know i’m not as shy as before, right?”

“trust me, i know that all too well” you mumble giving a tight smile you think jeno didn’t hear but he did and he thinks back to your words, it has gotten quite tiring and not to mention lonely doing this whole heartthrob thing

“well, are you going to answer my question?”

“hmm sure why not”

jeno was surprised by your answer but you just gave in knowing he won’t stop annoying you until you give in and you’d rather have a very peaceful school year

so time skip school is over and everyone collectively sighs in relief when the school gates are open 

you’re not surprised when you see jeno at the school gates waiting for you,,,,, with a bunch of girls surrounding him, asking him questions in their honey voices so you just stand there and watch him suffer at his attempts to tell them he’s got somewhere to go or smth like that 

he catches you looking at him and his situation laughing, i mean you were pretty amused by his situation but eventually you got bored and walked out of school and on your way to a cafe where you usually go to study

you don’t expect jeno to show up next to you out of breath, looking like a lost puppy

“finally got out of the hands of your adoring fangirls i assume?” you ask

you couldn’t help but smile at your own comment

“wouldn’t you like to know”

“actually i wouldn’t”

“so where to now?” jeno asks looking ahead changing the subject

you giggle again and quicken your pace

jeno finds your giggle,,, what’s the word... cute? 

no impossible

all the girls he’s been with had cute giggles

so why did he feel butterflies erupt in his stomach when you giggled? werid lmao

so yall made your way to the cafe and once you get there you immediately get your notes and stuff out

once you got everything settled and stuff you mumble a quick stay here to jeno so you can order and jeno can save your spot bless him 

so you order and stuff (i don’t really go to cafes and places like that often so that’s why i’m so awkward sorry)

once you settle back down in your seat you offer a sip to jeno and he reluctantly takes the cup and sips the drink he’s surprised at how good it is tbh same 😔

so once he sets your drink back down next to you you look up at him expectantly

“good, right?”

he simply nods and looks like he’s trying to solve all his life problems (me too bro)

you quirk your brows which jeno found REALLY CUTE LIKE REALLY REALLY CUTE HOW IS SOMEONE SO CUTE but shrug it off and go back to reviewing your notes while jeno contemplates the world’s exsistence

“so was that indirect kiss intentional or?”

you look up at him while you’re drinking your coffee with wide eyes but unlike jeno, you don’t choke you just set your drink calmly at least that’s what it looks like but inside you’re screaming 

“if we’re going to be talking and possiblly even dating for two weeks might as well become more friendly” you respond looking at him dead in the eye 

and at this moment jeno realized you had guts like bro no one he’s ever dated was that bold

and so he just smiles yknow that smile i’m sure you know that smile 

and so once you’re done studying and stuff idk you go back home and jeno offers to walk you home and you were like sure bc it’s not like he’ll take no for an answer

so the next day ! 

and on his way to school he thinks about all his life choices so far

and one of them is this heartthrob thing

is it really worth it? does he really want to continue committing to his goal i mean is the goal that important

deep shit like that yknow

and then he decided he’ll continue his goal bc why not

so when he got to school he waited at your locker for a WHILE

jeno almost gave up waiting but when he saw you rushing through the school doors his face literally lit up and he stood a little straighter

he’s whipped wbk

so he looks down at his phone rereading the pick up line he found on the internet 

when you opened your locker you were like, “sorry to keep you waiting, i missed the bus and just made for a run for it. sorry for being late, babe.”

hfhsjk i just cringed typing that hNGn ok 

so boi jeno was like shook and made that noise yknow the eH  

and you just smile and it seems your timing is always perfect bc then the bell rings 

so time skip to like a week later

by this time you’ve gotten used to jeno and jeno has gotten used to you and how you can sometimes be bold like REALLY bold lmao

and you get used to jeno being awkward and cute and his pick up lines but i mean you got used to it immediately bc that was how the old jeno™ 

so you guys are just walking with ice cream (cliche i know 😔)

so there’s this ice cream parlor that’s pretty close to your school and a lot of students go there so that’s why you’re not that surprised to see a bunch of familiar faces as you walk out of the parlor but you become aware of the fact that you are walking and holding hands with the lee jeno™ and so you kinda loosen your grip on jeno’s hand and look down at the ground

jeno notices this and immediately grabs your hand again, lightly squeezing it to reassure you everything is fine :)

and that’s when you hear it

“lee jeno got a new girlfriend already? guess i was too late” 

“don’t worry they probably won’t even last two weeks”

“how much you wanna bet they won’t even last one week”

and then your mood drops even more :(((

you think that jeno doesn’t hear it but he did and he’s >:(

and that’s when he decides that you will be first person he will love and no one else his first and last amirite

it’s not like he’s forcing himself to love you bc he’s well one his way 

everyone can see how he’s whipped for you but they still doubt it’ll last :/

so while he’s deep in thought he doesn’t realize that you’ve just stayed in that same spot after hearing those girls and when jeno realizes this he rushes to your side and takes your hand in his

then you look up at him in somewhat surprise and he just smiles

“i promise you that i will love you and only you, you’ll be my first and last love” (can you hear me dying and cringing while typing this?)

you can see the sincerity in his eyes and voice when he says this to you and you were like, “ayyy that’s a bit cringe even for you heartthrob no?”

he just chuckles softly and you can’t help but smile

believing him at that time may have been your worst mistake 

“soooo, how would you feel being my girlfriend?”

“why not, heartthrob” 

scratch that, that was you’re worst mistake

so a week later everyone is surprised to see jeno pursuing a girl for that long yknow i don’t even know what this is anymore shfjls ok 

so when it’s revealed you are official the whole school starts placing bets to see how long yall would last and although you’re kinda :( you immediately go :) bc you remember jeno’s words and decide no one needs to believe yall would last only you two. yknow cliche and cheesy stuff like that bc love has you blinded sis 

and so when you finally get to your locker you see jeno,,,, followed by a bunch of girls begging to break up with you and get with them and he just smiles and nods 

cause that’s all the poor boy knows, smiling and nods and then he spots you and his face immediately lights up and you just give him a tight smile and a questioning look bc how are you gonna get to your locker with all these girls in the way

you don’t want to be rude or anything so you just try your best to push through the crowd

when you finally get to your locker jeno’s attention goes to you and what you start doing, ignoring all the girls trying to get his attention lmao

eventually the crowd thins out and you just look to him with a slight smirk

“the heartthrob title seems to follow you everywhere, huh?”

“i really wanna drop it for you, yknow”

“hmm i can tell” 

you both just share a knowing smile and it’s so cute omg uwu

and so time skip to like lunch and you’re sitting with your friends after you had an agreement with jeno to let you sit with your friends this time around and he just obeys like a little puppy jskj

“what did he tell you that has you so whipped?” your friend finally starts with a slight smirk 

and you’re just like hmm? and look up from your food 

you aren’t necessarily into love but neither are you heartless you get me?

so you explain to them what jeno said to you that day in the shortest way possible and they just look at each other 

and you’re left clueless like, what?

and finally one of your friends speak up

“you don’t believe him right? he says that to like every girl when they’re unsure if they want to get with him”

and you’re just like ‘oh’ and look at your food

you can’t believe you actually believed his words

you’re mad at jeno, sure but more mad at yourself for believing him so you just nod at your friends

as if to tell them you understood

so skip to where you confront jeno :0

“you think you can lie to me and just simply get away with it?” you look jeno dead in the eye and he’s just caught off guard by your words and your voice 

“w-what do you mean?”

“don’t play games with me lee jeno. you know i thought something could actually come out of this, if not a relationship then at least a friendship! all you know is how to lie to someone jeno. i’m not going to waste my time on a relationship built off of lies.”

jeno is left speechless, what did you mean? why are you suddenly acting like this? wasn’t everything fine last time you guys talked

you seeing his confused face you decide to explain furthermore

“that whole first and last speech was just something you recited to every girl, wasn’t it?” 

jeno doesn’t respond for a while and just looks at you, searching for what you’re feeling but it seems he can’t figure out what it is you’re thinking

you take his silence as him agreeing with your question

you scoff and decide you’ve had enough of lee jeno today and start walking home

you weren’t surprised when lee jeno didn’t follow you 

the next day at school you don’t see jeno at your locker and you just shrug it off 

when you open your locker an envelope falls out and you hesitantly pick it up

you open it and start reading it because your curiosity got the best of you

dear y/n, i’m sorry for not following you home when it’s pretty dangerous for a beautiful girl like you to go on your own. not that you aren’t perfectly capable of protecting yourself but it would calm my heart a bit if i knew you got home safely. i just want you to know that i wasn’t bluffing when i told you that. i may have said something along the lines of those words but that doesn’t mean i didn’t mean it with you. you are probably the only person that has told me they missed the new me. when you told me that you really put me through a spiral of thoughts. one of them being what happens if i just drop this whole heartthrob thing? then what will happen. maybe i can actually find love in this highschool, highschool sweethearts are always interesting stories to tell. that’s when i realized that it could be you. someone who has seen the old me and even misses it. which, if i’m being honest i kinda do too. this is getting too long ahhhh. what i’m trying to say is that i will truly love you and only you. 

sincerely, lee jeno

you hear someone clear their throat next to you and you look up to see jeno himself with a single rose which you gladly take lmao

“give me another chance?”

“three dates starting tomorrow, all at the diner we went to. don’t be late”

“r-right of course”

the next day was a saturday and you were waiting for jeno

“hey! i know you said not to be late but something came up with my family and i couldn’t get out of helping-”

“i get it, it’s fine jeno” you smile, letting this slide

you get it, family situations are always hard to get out of

the second day was sunday and you were waiting for jeno

you start regretting ever talking to that boy, it seemed like he didn’t even care at this point

maybe that letter was nothing but lies as well

you hear a bell ring, signaling someone had entered the diner 

you look up and see jeno searching for you with worried eyes

he was about to open his mouth to give you a reason but you just nod and smile, “it doesn’t matter right now, what matters is that you’re here now”

jeno just nods his head and reluctantly agrees with you

the third and final day was monday and you were once again, waiting for lee jeno

it just so happens that he ended up getting detention today so he was going to be late

at least that’s what he texted you

when you hear the door open you see jeno and you decide he’s not worth your time anymore

jeno tries his best to explain to you why he’s got detention but all you can look at are his crinkled clothes and the lipstick stains all over his face and neck. 

he realizes you’re staring at his face. he raises his forefinger hesitantly up to his left cheek and looks down at it, only to realize what you’ve been staring at this whole time. 

when he looks up to where you stood, he tries once again, to explain but it seems the words are just stuck in his throat. 

“it’s okay, old habits die hard.” you spoke, offering him a smile and walking out of the diner, leaving a defeated jeno.

he really wanted this to work

he really wanted to give you all the love you deserved 

but nothing seems to go his way

being known as a heartless boy who gives up on trying to love or even having a relationship seems fitting for him, right?

a/n: this is crap and the ending was kinda rushed sorry :( this is my first bulleted scenario and i really enjoyed it! it turned out to be longer than i expected it to be lmao but please do drop some more requests!1! hopefully this will be a filler til i get my phone back jsjdf (part two? i’m jk skks)

[phoebehalliwell]

Hi! So I know you did a post with next gen + scrying crystals & Piper + the next gen. Do you think that Dency would have any special relationship with her aunts (or conversely her cousins since her, Wyatt, and Chris are only a few years apart?) Also, unrelatedly but I love how your questions tag is the heart letter! It’s just to cute???? Like this blog is such a labour of love 💕 I love this blog and all your headcanons :D

i feel like piper would definitely be the most ““motherly”” towards dency in a sense. obviously y’know like phoebe is her mother but like piper’s the one who’s gonna knit her fuzzy blankets and like always make sure she’s had enough to eat and all that. i think phoebe would probably move out of the manor a bit earlier in this au, so it would be more like piper picking up both wyatt and dency after school and the two of playing in the manor til phoebe got home from work and piper shifting into supermom mode like s̴͖̻̙͇͊̀̌n̶̰̹̤͑́̉å̸͈̪ć̴̡̖k̷̢̼̦̈́̓̚t̸͎̬̞͍̏̄͘i̷̝̱͚͍͒͒́̒m̷̛̬̅e̷̠̤͐̾ and making all these super nice complex finger foods for five year olds y’know? i also think piper would probably be the one to magically train dency as their powers (freezing/blasting vs fire/ice) are the closest to work with. so dency’s relationship with piper would definitely be this sort of super cozy if not overbearing motherly type.

in regards to her relationship with her mother, i feel like dency and phoebe’s relationship is really rooted in honest communication because dency was always one of those kids who would get to the truth no matter whether that be through snooping or pestering and phoebe a) always sort of sucks at coming up with coherent lies and b) doesn’t want to lie to her daughter regardless because that’s not the kind of mother she wants to be. whenever dency asks a tough question (where do babies come from? why are there always magical beings trying to attack us? who was my birth father and why isn’t he around?) phoebe’s gonna like properly sit her down and explain in depth these situations with care for dency’s feelings and all that. i think this would definitely expand and grow into a very honest dynamic between phoebe and dency, like dency just tells her mom shit, like if dency’s gonna go get stoned in crissy field she’s just gonna tell her mom she’s gonna go get stoned in crissy field and phoebe’s just like be sure to have a dd! make sure you’re friends are home safe before you shimmer! stuff like that bc phoebe was really this uncontrollable wild child who always felt the need to rebel against the iron first of grams so i think as a mother she worked really hard to foster and environment based less of law and order and more an open shared platform of communication : ) (dency was born in what 2002 the timeline tracks)

i think dency would have the funniest relationship with paige and a lot of it stems from dency’s time in the womb because source!baby did attempt to murder paige multiple times, but in my headcanons, after the source was removed from the baby (but the baby was still half demon) paige was actually the strongest advocate for the baby, specifically the baby being good, based off her whole attitude in little monsters. paige and dency are also like the only two with teleportation powers, so i feel like that could add to new levels of fun as well. furthermore, i think dency would have a tendency to date paige’s charges because heyyy who’s the cute witch hanging out in the living room what’s they’re deal are they single 👀👀 so much so that it becomes a bit of a running joke between her and paige. i also think cole’s like the only one who’s like willing to talk about cole. like phoebe will do it, but dency can see how uncomfortable it makes her mom, so she doesn’t like asking her, yet she still has this morbid curiosity in regards to her biologically other half, so she goes to paige. paige is honest with her, which dency greatly appreciates, but she still pumps the breaks on like how much she actually hates cole because she doesn’t want dency thinking that she’s inherited any of the bad faith paige held for her father. paige also sprinkles in how biological dad’s really ain’t shit like her biological father was technically a whitelighter but that didn’t stop him from being a pathetic absentee drunk, proving that a) clearly being a whitelighter doesn’t stop you from sucking balls, ergo being a demon doesn’t predetermine that you’ll be a dick, clearly there’s an element of free will here and b) paige herself is not a pathetic absentee drunk meaning we don’t inherit the flaws of our fathers. dency also learns how to make a pipe bomb from paige. 

in regards to cousins i can’t quite comment because i’m still not sure how having dency first would switch up the grand design / birth order i think wyatt would still be there & and i know someone pitched wyatt & dency as the new ultimate power or something which was an idea i liked idk how it would really play out with the other cousins though this was one idea i had on the matter but i’m not like,, attached to it at all.

[legmanns-moved]

Why I don’t interact with @gam.iru_ on Instagram

@gam.iru (idk what name they use) is a mestize puerto rican user who I have beef with because of their repeated instances of antiblack racism and racism against korean people, inappropriate sexual behavior, bullying of others, and a lot of other stuff. This post is going to act as my catch-all post explaining my reasons for no longer wishing to associate with them or their friends. I am not trying to “ruin their life” or intentionally make them look bad... they make themself look bad.

One of my main issues with them during the time that we were friends was their frequent use and defense of nonblack people, themself included, using the terms n*gga and n*gger. The first instance of the N word was in a group chat that we had back in early-mid 2018 for Cookie Run fans, where they would on occasion refer to certain individuals(cartoon characters, public figures, etc.) as "that n/gga", and then once I or another user called them out for it they'd insist that they were in the wrong headspace, failing to address the bigger issue.

To add from that, one of the things that lead to the termination of our friendship was their repeated defense of the use of the term "n/gger sugar" in a song by the band Queen, and continuing to listen to this song and mock me for it making me uncomfortable. This term is obviously racist, and there's never any reason for a nonblack person to use or defend it. From what I've been told byother users, gam.iru is claiming that they refused to listen to the song in question. I can confirm that gam.iru did not, in fact, avoid songs that contained the term n*gger. Their choosing to listen to the offending song in question was what made me first criticize the action. This first altercation (the first time I've called them out for the n word, not the first time it was used) was on April 17, 2019 at around 6 am EST, so 5 am for them.

Even if they were telling the truth with avoiding offending songs, it is still beyond inappropriate of them to try to defend or justify the use of this term by a nonblack individual, or furthermore claim that other individuals' actions are not racist because they don't think they're racist. Especially to me, a black person. Nonblack people do not get to dictate what is and is not considered antiblack racism, or try to tone police black people when speaking on antiblack racism. gam.iru did this on numerous occasions.

Another one of the things that they did was repeated racialized hateful remarks towards east asian musicians, specifically korean artists. Apparently, they've tried to justify this by citing that hating on kpop was a trend at the time, but the trend originated from racialized xenophobia and they knew that and simply didn't care. They repeatedly made comments lumping all korean people into one category, mocking korean artists, and all that, which is still racist regardless of intent. Using a racist meme doesn't excuse racism, and that was one of my problems with them. They also did this to a lesser extent with Japanese musicians who I listened to at the time, but I didn't mention that since their fixation seemed to be specifically on Korean people. They went a step further from simply "not liking" kpop to the mockery of korean people, bringing this up every single time other people in the group chat mentioned anything korean ,and making racist remarks.  This was my issue.

(please note that the screenshot where I call them Jack is from 2018, before they chose the name Carlos. I don't intend to deadname them, this is just a really old message. To update, they no longer go by Carlos either, and I don’t know what their new name is.)

The idea that Western artists represent and own the concept of free expression while Asian artists are "starved" and are always forced to suffer is not only racist propaganda, but dishonest. The implication that this is merely a Korean issue, when many corporations such as Disney or Atlantic Records have had repeated issues with pedophilia, abuse, and censorship of their own stars, is therefore racist no matter how you spin it. You cannot criticize the kpop industry while actively supporting the western music industry as if there's nothing wrong, which is something gam.iru has done. The entire trend of hating kpop was something started by mostly white men to emasculate east Asian men and mock them, citing that they "look the same", and mock teenage girls for liking these stars. Gam.iru , to date, has never apologize for making comments like this, or apologized to my friend, another black user, for her art "looking like a kpop stan's", and repeatedly inserting themselves into conversations discussing her interest in korean artists. All of this was done while spamming the chat with pictures of Queen (and occasionally other offending artists), whom Sharon and I had previously denounced as being antiblack in some form. I can assure you, since I was there for all of this, that gam.iru was not speaking from a place of supposed concern for Korean artists when they made these comments, but rather simply being an ass. 

To continue, the reason that their fetishization of dark skin was included in this list, is due to this being an aspect of racism. Talking about how you have a "preference" or whatever for dark skin while repeatedly engaging in antiblack racism and making comments about how hard it is to draw natural hair is disturbing. The fetishization of features associated with blackness, such as dark skin is weird as hell, and I personally take issue with it as a dark skinned person. It may not seem as significant to you, but comments like that make my skin crawl, as fetishistic racism is rather dehumanizing when you're at the receiving end of it.As someone who is dark skinned and female-presenting, I can say that the amount of sexual exploitation that dark skinned black girls go through because of this obsession with our bodies and features is incomprehensibly harmful to our psyche and self image. This fetishistic racism is also known as exoticism, which is what leads to people breeding for the aesthetic (people having mixed race children because they're "prettier") and white people adopting children of color for the Aesthetic, leading to psychologically damaged children who often times will have identity issues, be divorced from the culture, and in the case of white/poc mixed kids raised by white parents, be self hating towards the poc parent's race. This entire supposed "preference" for dark skin, juxtaposed with the fact that they have /only/ dated fairly pale white people is disturbingly fetishistic and made me and other black people who were in group chats with them violently uncomfortable.

Other racist aspects of their behavior during and after our friendship would be their frequent digital blackface and seeming mockery of mentally ill black people, as well as overuse (and misuse) of AAVE and treating black people as the punchline to many of their jokes. I can't explain what digital blackface is well in my own words, but it can be boiled down to a frequent use of black people and the black image as your way of "expressing yourself" (comments like your "inner black girl" or what have you), as a means of further commodifying the black image. Some articles/videos that explain it better than me: [X, X, X]

  In regards to mentally ill people, one of gam.iru's favorite subjects of ridicule until only recently (the past 3 months) was a mentally ill black woman who goes by Peaches online. She is a victim of repeated physical and sexual abuse who achieved notoriety in 2017(?) after running away from her home and making money through creating shock videos of eating her own feces, and sex work, when she was roughly 16 years old. Since then, her behavior has become more hideous, with attempts to sell her infant daughter and incidents of public exposure in areas where there are young children, molesting and subsequently murdering a puppy, and intentionally trying to give sexual partners STI's. There are more things that she has done, but I don't wish to go into more detail. I do not in any way intend to defend Peaches' behavior, and have limited sympathy given the severity of the crimes that she has committed. Nonetheless, gam.iru , and people like them, find this behavior-what should be clear cries for help- amusing. I can't express my disgust enough. 

Besides Peaches, frequent punchlines to gam.iru's bizarre humor were Wendy Williams, a talk show host whose rage and mental spiral has been played up by media for laughs, and Rick James, a musician who suffered from cocaine addiction and subsequently kidnapped, tortured, and sexually and physically assaulted women and girls on multiple occasions. Gam.iru unironically declared their being a fan of this man despite all of this on multiple occasions.(I really don't want to include every instance of them talking about rick james just trust me when I say it was a lot)

In regards to their misuse of AAVE, it would be inappropriate to call them out without acknowledging that just about every nonblack person I know also makes it a point to overuse and misuse AAVE. AAVE stands for African American Vernacular English, or alternatively BVE (Black Vernacular English). You probably know it better as internet slang or "stan twitter speak". This is another thing that gets misappropriated frequently in modern society, and I don't have the mental spoons to properly explain its history and the extent of why nonblack people using it is icky... to say the least. Being overly critical and outwardly racist towards black people while fixing your mouth to use our own dialogue for a trend is yet again another form of racism, and pretty nasty on their part. They're not the only person who does this or the last person who does it (this is a growing problem in society), but I take issue with them in particular for using AAVE as a joke while also being extremely antiblack. 

There are more articles that talk about this issue in detail, but to start here's this one: http://www.dailyuw.com/opinion/columnists/article_b7318c5a-fb7b-11e9-afee-a73bf103f2db.html

Besides racism, personal grievances that I and others had with them were their being uncomfortably sexual in conversation and in sfw spaces. Frequently, when we were friends, they would send nsfw memes in inappropriate locations, or a completely sfw situation would be turned into something unacceptable. The main server that I spoke with them in at this time is a child-friendly server, where we were more than clear on the fact that since there are younger individuals and people who are uncomfortable with sexual jokes here, any subject matter of that category would have to be put in certain channels. They failed to do this, and skated heavily on the fact that they were friends with many of the mods here (myself included, I admit I was too lax with them and their behavior) to evade being temporarily kicked or banned. For personal reasons, I don't want to find images of this subject matter and will not be sending any.

Another unrelated thing that's merely personal beef at this point (so I didn't include it on my story) was their repeatedly mocking/bashing/whatever their friend group from school in my DM's. By repeatedly, I mean on a daily basis. It scaled from being critical of one friend, who they believed had bad art and calling them "ddlg" (don't know their real name) while bashing them, their interests, etc. to repeatedly sending me pictures of their ex and their art and mocking everything about this person's existence. This ranged from their relationship with gender identity to things gam.iru found wrong with their art to bragging about mistreating them during their relationship. Although some of gam.iru's problems with this person were valid, as this individual's behavior on many occasions was unacceptable (will not go into detail), I now understand that this was a form of bullying, and regret all parts that I had in it.I will say that I didn't participate in the mockery of this person's art or their appearance, but my lack of speaking up on how mean gam.iru was being did enable them and give them a platform to be hateful rather than talking out their problems like a mature person would have.

This brings me to my last thing (which kind of ties back into racism), the incident that lead to our final falling out. After a series of comments mocking Kim Seokjin, a vocalist for the kpop group BTS, on June 19, 2019, I did finally ask them to stop.

(DM in question) 

After I sent my first DM, they proceeded to go invisible on Discord and leave every group chat or server that I was in. I was frustrated, but I felt that I'd said my piece, so I went to sleep. When I woke up the next morning, I was still upset, and seeing that I knew they were awake but had still failed to say anything in response (it was 11 am at this point, so they were awake), I sent another DM, being an ultimatum. At this point I'll admit I was not trying to be nice or cordial at all. I apologize for the vulgarity. 

This was the last time that I made any attempt to speak to this person. About a week later, a former mutual friend (who is also more racist, ableist, and what have you but that's a whole other can of worms that I won't be getting into right now! maybe in a few hours though once I've slept) sent this message in the mod chat of the main server that we all frequented, and I responded. 

That was the end of the conversation, until October 2019. In a server that I had been in that gam.iru happened to moderate, I noticed that out of the blue I had been removed from it with no warning.

^I contacted the ex mutual friend, and this is everything to be said on that issue. 

As of today, June 1, 2020, they have not apologized for any of their actions to any of the parties involved. Accordingly, I will not retract any statements made about them being grossly racist and just gross in general until all other parties involved get their according apologies. If I get wind of them saying/doing shit like this again, I'll be just as vocal on how and why they're racist and gross, and will keep doing so until all other parties get their apologies. I have no interest in ever being affiliated with this individual again, because they have single handedly been responsible for half the drama in my life since 2017 and even if they do manage to grow as a person at some point, the damage has already been done and I want nothing to do with them. They're simply a nasty person and I don't believe that given their history, seeing any performative bs during a time of crisis for the black community is appropriate on their part. Do with this information what you will, and have a nice day.

UPDATE (June 7 2020)-

This user has still failed to apologize and considers all of the aforementioned issues “petty” so yeah I’m keeping this post up.

[kuroopaisen]

hello! could i please have a matchup? i'm 5'3 with glasses and long brown hair. i'm incredibly shy but, when i open up, i can't shut up. i jokingly "bully" my friends but i actually care for them and i'm a huge procrastinator. i'm an infj-t and i've always wanted to dance, even though i'm unable to (wheelchair tingz). but, even though i'm in a wheelchair, everything else is perfectly fine. i'm also a bit sensitive with jokes unless i'm comfortable with the person. thank you so much!

oh yeah, i’m sorry, i’m the wheelchair matchup anon, i forgot to include that i’m pan, so, any gender is fine!

aaa i was so torn on this!! you’re just too compatible with too many people,,, 

but after some thought, i match you with... 

sugawara koushi!!

✧ sugawara is biggest boyfriend material, let’s be honest,,, he’s just so good and soft and lovely?? and being pretty doesn’t hurt either but i didn’t say that 

✧ he seems like a very comfortable, easy person to be around tbh, and his gentle, kind nature means that despite your shyness, you’d be getting along in no time!! he’d really make that extra effort to include you in conversations and pay attention to which topics you’re more able to say your piece on; he’s just good like that 

✧ jokes on him, though, because once he realises he’s Caught Feelings he’s the shy one (and you don’t let him forget it klfjflkj) it literally takes a push from daichi to confess because suga literally can’t talk to you without his face being bright red (that never really stops though, even when you’re years into your relationship)

✧ like you, he takes very good care of his friends, but he isn’t above teasing him (poor asahi gets the brunt of this kldjslkdjs leave him alone everyone he’s not a wimp!!) the main reason i bring this up is because i think he’d really enjoy having a partner who’s on the same level as him?? 

✧ and it means that he can trust that you’ll return that same amount of attentiveness and care that he’d direct your way; it’s nice to know you don’t have to worry about having an unbalanced relationship, you know?? 

✧  suga’s very in-tune with people and their feelings, so he would know what would be over the line (not that he’s the type to make mean jokes anyway, but he’d never put you in an uncomfortable position with them). tbh, he’d never but you in an uncomfortable position in general; he’s too attentive and kind to do that ✧ furthermore, he’s a very encouraging person, so that might help combat your procrastination!! he just wants to see you succeed, and he’ll do whatever he can to help you do just that!! 

✧ the two would have endlessly good chats, tbh!! i feel like suga would be someone who’s easy to talk to, and he’s a genuinely attentive listener. whenever you’re talking about something you’re passionate about, he’s always paying attention, and you’d be surprised at how often he’ll mention a bit of information that you told him offhandedly one time. he ends up knowing a lot about dance because of you, despite never looking into it himself 

✧ he feels bad about the fact that you can’t dance, but he admires how you keep your chin up. he’s often on the lookout for things like performances and what not that the two of you can attend and enjoy, and he’s earned a real appreciation for it as an art form ever since dating you!! 

✧ he loves playing with your long hair, and he tends to do it absentmindedly. the repetitive action tends to calm him down whenever he’s stressed or he has something on his mind, and he likes that it’s nice for you, too. he’s also surprisingly good at plaits (something that’ll come in handy when he eventually goes on to be a primary school teacher!) 

✧ he’s just a good guy, and he’s so patient and lovely that any relationship with him would be a dream!! 

other possible matches

✧ oikawa tooru: i feel like oikawa would enjoy messing with shy people because he likes figuring out what makes people tick. which could be a bit of a mess at first; when he’s still figuring out the line of what’s an acceptable joke or not, he’s definitely going to screw up a bit. but hurting your feelings just makes him feel bad, and that inspires him to get to know you better (almost as an apology). finding out that you can tease right back would be like a slap in the face; and the next thing you know, he’s in Love. other than that, i do think your personalities jive quite well!! you’re a little similar to iwaizumi, which is a pretty good indicator that you and oikawa would get along, and i honestly think he’d flourish with an infj?? idk how to explain it but the short form is just oikawa good!! 

✧ yamaguchi tadashi: a little angel,,, it’s going to take you two forever to get to know each other, because you’re both incredibly shy. tadashi just has,,, the biggest crush on you from afar, and he can’t talk to you for ages. tsukki thinks it’s so dumb. tbh, he’s probably the reason you end up talking. tadashi honestly strikes me as a lot like suga, just younger and more insecure. so really, i think your relationship with him would be quite similar?? i think i was just more drawn to picking suga for his maturity. but, tadashi would be just as attentive and loving and kind as suga is, and you two would be disgustingly adorable!!  

[dukehoods]

Hey everyone! So someone asked me to publish their fic for the secret santa fic exchange with @plainwhiteluke and @flannelpunkcalum since they want to stay anonymous so here it is! @vipclifford hope you enjoy it xx

A/N: Hey there this is my first imagine what I’ve ever written so idk how good this is. Furthermore English is not my first language if there are any grammatical errrors I apologise.

This is for Alicia (@vipclifford) I hope you enjoy it

Word count: 1732

24 days until Christmas, 31 days until New Years and 12 days until the annual Christmas ball of UOC university. Alicia stood in front of her large calendar, which hung above her desk in her small room, wondering where the year went. Her roommate Emma was out in town already shopping gifts for her family, she liked to be prepared in advance. Alicia on the other hand would shop her presents two days before Christmas resulting into her running around like mad women. A soft knock at her door interrupted her thoughts about gifts and transported her back to reality.

“One second” she yelled as she put away her markers she used to write one the calendar. When she opened the door, she was greeted by her best friend Calum, who was a psychology major as well. They both met each other on the first day of college and were since then inseparable.

“Hey, do you want to come get lunch with the guys? I heard they already got your favourite Christmas cookies.” Calum laughed when he saw Alicia’s face lighten up with excitement.

“Give me a second I’m want to change first.” She closed the door on him and went straight to the drawer to get a pullover as the temperatures dropped overnight. Perfect timing for Christmas time, Alicia thought whilst she grabbed her jacket as well as her wallet.

“Let’s go I’m already starving” Alicia said while closing the door behind her.

When they arrived at their favourite diner, all the others were already there. Luke, Michael, Ashton, Kiera and Sophie said in their usual booth waiting for the other two. “Hey guys.” Alicia greeted them as she took as seat next to Kiera who was also her best friend. They both knew each other since kindergarten and were partner in crime ever since then.

Shortly after they all were seated Shaun came to get their orders. Shaun was also a student and close friends with Michael, they both were gamers and hosts of the campus game nights which took place every now and then. Shaun had also a huge crush on Sophie but was too shy to ask her out for a date.

After they all placed their order Kiera turned to Alicia.

“Has someone finally asked you out for the Christmas Ball?”

“No, I don’t think anyone would besides I don’t have a dress anyway.”

“You have to go, everyone here wants to go, and it wouldn’t be the same without you.”

“I don’t want to go without a date.”

“Ask Calum, I bet he wouldn’t say no and he has no date either.” Sophie said, interrupting the ongoing conversation. Alicia’s face turned bright red, all of her friends knew that she liked Calum more than just a friend- everyone except Calum of course. She didn’t want to ruin her friendship with him, so she suffered in silence.

“Very funny” she whispered, not wanting the guys to hear their conversation. “Also, he told me he already planned on asking someone out, I think her name was Nicole or something like that.”

“Well that’s too bad because you two would look so good together.”

“Who would look good together with who?” Luke asked confused.

“No one we just talked about…” Keira began. “We talked about my sister, she has a crush on this one guy in her class.” Alicia added quickly, her face still red as a tomato. They needed to tone down their conversation about the boys when they literally sat on the same table as them.

After they ate, and everyone paid for their meal the group of friends separated as they had different classes to attend. Only two more weeks and the semester were done for them.

“Hey, do you have a date for the Christmas Ball?” Calum asked Alicia shyly as they both walked together to Alicia’s apartment complex.

“No, you?”

“Well I wanted to ask Nicole, turns out she already has a date.”

“Oh, that sucks I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

They both walked in silence until Calum spoke up again.

“How about we both go together, I mean as friends of course.” Alicia’s heart begun to beat a little bit faster. Was this real? Or did she just dream.

“Sure, why not I would love to.” she said with a big grin on her face.

The next few weeks went by so quickly it was unreal. Only two days until the Ball and Alicia was a nervous wreck. She wanted it to be the perfect evening, but it bugged her that she still was only the second choice. It hurt to think that Calum wouldn’t see her more than just as friend.

“You should tell him.” Keira said to her as she painted Alicia’s nails.

“I can’t, I know he doesn’t feel the same.”

“You never know…”

“Oh I know, he wanted to go with Nicole in the first place.”

“Maybe he just wasn’t sure if he should ask you.”

“I don’t know, ugh everything sucks.”

“Don’t say that at least he asked you.” Kiera said to lighten Alicia’s mood, but it didn’t work. Of course, she was happy he asked her but still a small voice in her head said it wouldn’t change a thing.

“Well let’s see how it goes.”

The day of the Christmas Ball arrived and the whole college was excited about it. The Ball was one of the biggest events the UOC university had. This year’s topic was Winter Wonderland, everything was white and blue. The campus glistered in in those colours as well.

By 8pm Calum was supposed to pick Alicia up from her room, after that they would meet up with their friends in front of the main building where the Ball was hosted.

“You look absolutely beautiful.” Calum said when he came to her room. Alicia blushed and brushed one of her brown curls out of her face.

“You don’t look so bad yourself.” she giggled and took the hand he offered. When she touched him, she could feel small sparks in her hand like an electroshock. ‘Get it together.’ she told herself as they both walked hand in hand out of her building.

The party was great, everyone had a good time. Alicia danced with her friends, occasionally also with Calum but like he said they were only there as best friends. The DJ switched to the next song, a slow dance. Alicia was out of breath anyway, so she decided to get a drink from the bar as Calum approached her.

“May I have this dance?” Calum asked, and Alicia’s heart skipped a beat as she nodded. He placed his hands on her waist pulling her closer to his body. Unsure where to put her arms she placed them on his neck. They both swayed back in forth to the tact of the song.

“Have I told you that you look beautiful tonight?” Calum whispered in her ear, sending a shiver down Alicia’s spine.

“You mentioned it once or twice.” she whispered back.

“Well it’s true.” He said softly as he touched her face to remove her locks which kept falling into her face.

“I need to tell you something….” he begun “I….” but he couldn’t speak any more as the song changed to a more upbeat one. Calum let go of her waist, he could read the confusion on her face then he continued: “Actually, nevermind it was not important. I need to search for the guys, see you around.”

“Calum, wait…” Alicia began but he was already gone. ‘That was weird’ she thought to herself as she searched for the rest of her friend group.

“Has anyone seen Calum?” she asked them, but nobody knew.

“Are you okay? Did something happen?” Sophie wanted to know.

“No, he was just acting strange.” Alicia sighed, this evening started out so good but now everything is weird.

All of her friends didn’t see Calum for the rest of the evening.

“Maybe I said something wrong to him. Maybe he hates me now, why should he act like this if everything is alright?” Alicia complained as she walked home with Keira. It was two days after the Ball and today was the last day of the semester. Soon everyone would go home for Christmas break.

“I asked Ashton, but he wouldn’t tell me a thing.”

“I have to talk to him before he leaves, otherwise I can’t enjoy my break. See you soon.” Alicia told her best friend before she turned to Calum’s building. Her heart was beating so fast because she didn’t know what to expect. In all the two years she knew him he was never like that, it honestly made her feel sick.

She took a deep breath before she knocked at his door, but it was Luke who answered.

“Hey Luke, is Calum here I need to talk to him.”

“Yeah one second. Calum here is someone for you.” Luke went back into their room leaving them some space.

“Hey.” Alicia began.

“Hey.”

This was so awkward.

“What is your problem? Ever since that stupid dance you’re so weird. Did I do something?” she said raising her voice slightly.

“No it’s not you…”

“What is it then?”

“I like you okay, I like you more than just a friend.” Calum shouted at her. “And I know you doesn’t feel the same. I’m so sorry I just ruined our friendship.” he continued.

“You like me?” Alicia asked in disbelief.

“Yes and I’m sorry.”

Alicia began to laugh she couldn’t believe it. All this time she thought he wouldn’t feel the same.

“Why are you laughing?”

“Because you’re such an idiot, I like you too and I thought you only saw me as a friend.”

“Wait, you’re not joking right?”

“No I’m not.” she smiled at him. “I liked you for a long time now but I didn’t say anything for the same reason as you.”

Calum shook his head. “Unbelievable.”

“Soo what now?” she asked. Calum smirked and grabbed her by her waist.

“Now I do a thing I wanted to do for almost two years.” He took her face gently in his hands and pressed his lips on hers. A small firework erupted in Alicia’s stomach, everything about this was perfect.

“How about I take you out as a proper first date?” Calum asked after they separated.

“I would love to Calum.”

[petestarebanks]

tl;dr: i'm on mobile and i wish i could put a read more on this just as much as you do

the world is a funny place. i just remembered some weird things that have happened over the last 3-4 years that i've never really talked about on here or at least that i never described in detail, so i'm gonna do a thing where i get everything out onto a tumblr post that will disappear into the void forever, feel free to keep scrolling if you don't want to hear personal stories about my life.

table of contents: this is going to be about 3 people in particular and here is a brief synopsis of whom they are -

public enemy 1 - the first person i ever had real feelings for, when i was 16, who i never dated or did anything more than flirt with because he would go for a couple weeks being sweet and then months of dating other girls, repeated over the course of 2 years, while claiming that we were close friends (looking back i don't think we were ever really friends tbh) - furthermore refered to as E

holy fuckover - the first guy i had sex with, who i hardly knew when i first got involved with, but who i liked a whole lot and this whole situation was a shitstorm but ultimately i didn't want a relationship when he did and then he didn't want a relationship when i did and then he met someone else and now we don't speak - furthermore referred to as H

lover boy - someone who has been a good friend to me for over seven years, but who for the last two and a half years has been trying to become more than friends while he is still dating and living with the mother of his child, and i'm not having it - furthermore referred to as L

one night in october 2014 i took a nap on my couch during a baseball game and when i woke up i had not one but two messages from both H and E. now this is wild because E went to college in tally in june 2012 and forgot to continue nurturing friendships with me or any of our mutual friends. he still communicated with his other friends from high school and just people in general that me and my friends didn't know, but not us. he would randomly message me for no reason throughout those 2 years in between but at this point in october 2014 i hadn't heard from him in idk probably like 6 months to a full year. meanwhile H and i stopped speaking in october 2013, and i think i had one conversation with him in like early 2014 but otherwise no communication. so on that night in october 2014 as i woke up from a nap to groggily check my phone and see 2 little bubbles, both oddly on facebook messenger, from 2 ghosts from my past, who i still had pretty strong feelings for at the time, i was reasonably baffled as to how in the fuck the cosmos had aligned to torment me so on this day in particular. nothing exciting happened, i talked to them both for like an hour before they got bored and left my stupid ass on read feeling like i should have performed a power move by leaving them on read in the first place.

the next memory that randomly occurred to me tonight was my 22nd birthday. L's birthday is the day before mine and in 2015, we met up at my former job, where i had been pregaming, so i was kinda lit, and it just so happened that that was the first night i saw E in at least uhhhhhhh i'd say 2 years but it might have only been 1 year idk anyway i hadn't had any communication with him since that night in october 2014 so i did what i usually do to people when i don't know how to properly function socially, which is ghost them in real life by not making eye contact and pretending i don't realize they're there. like an hour or so passed before i think he approached me but again i was lowkey drunk so i hardly remember anyway we greeted each other and he joked about me being drunk and i said something along the lines of "it's my birthday tomorrow i can do what i want" and that was the extent of that interaction before i went with L and some other friends to do karaoke at a bar to end L's birthday and ring in my birthday (E wished me a happy birthday for the first time in idk a couple years and on my facebook wall no less, where he made another comment about me being drunk) - we karaoke'd 22 by taylor swift bc it was only right as well as our song by taylor swift (i was with 3 adult men so i still laugh about it to this day)

anyway the whole seeing E thing on my 22nd birthday is a minor detail compared to the actual memory that i randomly thought of tonight.

on my birthday in 2015 which was the next day, a group of us, totalling i think like 22 people, went to a hibachi restaurant to celebrate bc my best friend and i share a date of birth (i love her wow) and after the dinner i still wanted to go out and do something bc it was like 10:30 and i wasn't done turning up but it was also like a tuesday or wednesday i think and my friends all wanted to rest so the only person who was willing to go out was L and we went to the same bar where we had done karaoke and this was the first time i think EVER that we hung out just the two of us. at that time in my mind we were just friends but as i found out later, he had already decided he wanted to be more than friends with me at this point. a detail that is only important when i explain that another one of our friends at dinner was talking loudly to me about H because i had told him like 1 detail about the situation and my dumbass sister and our other friend had told him a few more details smh ANYWAY they mentioned him by name as though i was even still involved with him but like i had literally told them it had been years since i was involved with this person like???? well at the bar L asked me "so what's up with this H person" and wouldn't you know it that as luck would have it H had messaged me a little after 1am and as L was asking, i had a message from H on my phone. again i hadn't heard from H probably since october 2014 so the fact that he was messaging me to let me know he was both drunk and high on my birthday without acknowledging that it was my birthday and i had to let him know that it was my birthday, was just another one of those weird fucking alignments of the cosmos.

anyway, my birthday in 2015 was just a weird memory because of the random interactions with both H and E within 24 hours and then unknowingly making L jealous by showing him that i was still in communication with what could almost qualify as an "ex" (even though i really wasn't in communication with him at all).

it's kinda like how on a certain date in february 2010 E and i told each other we liked each other for the first time and then on that same date in february 2013 H and i fooled around for a few hours and i think it was the best sex we ever had. or how in october 2012 i listened to the final moments of the world series as the t*gers lost and rooting against the g*ants while giving H head and in october 2016 i sat and watched the g*ants get eliminated from the playoffs with L who is a t*gers fan.

it just goes to show that like dates are just dates until they become a memory and idk what more i can say about that.

[ineedrelationshipadvice]

Hii, I suck at giving gifts not because I don't like doing it but because I'm really bad at thinking of gifts. My bf and I are in a long distance relationship and we rarely give eachother gifts idk if it's because we feel like it's unnecessary or because we're both bad at it. The thing is our 5th anniversary is coming up and I feel like it's special but I can't think of anything! I'm more of a let me show you how much I love you and take you out kind of person but I can't do that rn, any advice?

I used to be awful at giving gifts too. I was such a perfectionist about it, because basically everyone in my life has given me horrifically stupid gifts that I didn't care about at all, and I know how shitty it is to receive a gift you don't value at all, but then you have to put all this effort into being nice and happy to accept this thing that you don't honestly want to accept. It's this whole rigmarole that I can't stand, so I really needed strategies on how to get the best gifts possible.

And here's the very simple answer I came up with: ASK THEM.

Seriously, ask the person you want to give a gift to what they want. You can be totally blatant about it if you want. "Our anniversary is coming up soon! I wanted to get you something special. Is there anything you've really been wanting recently? I want to get it for you as a treat!" It's effectively the adult version of a Christmas wish list, because the whole point of those lists anyway is that our parents made our Christmases the most awesome ones that we'd remember forever. Ask directly what they want, and they'll probably tell you.

Okay, sure, but SOMETIMES you have that one partner or friend who is gonna be that douchebag who is like, ITEMS HAVE NO VALUE MY LOVE FOR YOU IS THE GREATEST GIFT OF ALL. I know this, because I am also this guy, I hate receiving gifts, so I'd rather gifts of attention and affection over physical gifts (because, like I said before, history has taught me people are horrible at giving me gifts because they don't know what I actually want and don't ask). Those people are awesome, but that doesn't really help you when you legitimately want to show your affection through a gift, but they don't have an easy answer for you.

Fortunately, the same strategy can apply! Ask them what they want, but instead of doing it directly, be a bit more subtle about it. This is a tactic that I use on my girlfriend, because I want her to be surprised that I'm giving  her a gift, but I do want to make sure I'm getting something she'll actually care about.

Before Christmas last year (several months beforehand), while we were just chit-chatting, I asked my girlfriend, "If you had the money for it, what's something you want? Something physical that would make you really happy?" Notice I said nothing about gifts, or giving this thing to her; I was just asking generally. She told me she really wanted a manga that really interested her straight from Japan, and I told her about a few of the video games I want. It was just a normal, simple conversation... except, it totally wasn't, I was entirely fishing for gift ideas, and she gave me one straight into my hot little hands and being none the wiser.

Using this method can help you see what they may want without giving away the secret of the gift idea. There are a couple downsides here. They may be that asshole again who is like, "I WANT FOR NOTHING," which... okay, you should just ask them directly, because you're probably not going to be able to get any ideas from them directly.

They may also legitimately not know what they want, even after asking them a few times or a few ways. This sucks a little harder. To that end, I usually recommend gifting "experiences," rather than things. Things - physical objects - are awesome because we can touch them and they feel great to have, but experiences are things that are intangible and stay with us longer. There's also quite a bit of scientific evidence to back-up that our brains intrinsically like experiences more than physical objects (source: https://www.psychologytoday.com/us/blog/the-athletes-way/202003/want-more-in-the-moment-happiness-buy-experiences-not-stuff), or otherwise, we enjoy physical objects that give us experiences. 

I just bought an expensive keyboard, but I also know that keyboard is going to last me YEARS and be very pleasurable to use, so that's a good gift to myself. Furthermore, organizing a hot date at a fancy restaurant, or a skydiving trip, or a vacation of that sort will be a memory that'll stay with someone forever! Of course, covid19 may ruin some plans like that, but we have to work with what we have.

[change-the-rules]

Maggie thought she had gotten used to the weirdness that came with dating Alex and Lucy, with the Lanes and Supers and secret agencies. But that was before Cat Grant (THE Cat Grant) waltzed into her apartment and proceeded to give her a shovel talk.

So this may NOT have been a prompt but oops I kinda treated it like one? idk I saw it over on nerdsbianhokie’s page the other day and since it got submitted to my inbox as well I took a crack at it….

The sudden knocking coming from the front door startled Maggie from her deep concentration carefully pruning her newest bonsai tree. She cursed softly placing down the small shears and swapping them for her gun as she approached the sound.

She wasn’t expecting anyone.

Lucy was attending a meeting in Washington and Alex was running a late night op. Even Kara was busy, with a date Maggie was fairly certain but little Danvers was being rather cagey about it.

Maggie moved silently to the door to check the peephole, nearly dropping her gun when she registered who was on the other side.

Maggie blinked once, twice, three times but the image didn’t shift or change.

She was startled even further when a voice she had only ever heard on television and maybe starring in a few of her dreams as a teenager rang out, “I would leave the stealth missions to your black ops girlfriends, Margery. Now were you planning on leaving me out on your doorstep all night?”

Maggie blinked again. Maybe she actually fell asleep on the couch? That had to be the explanation.

“That was a rhetorical question, I strongly advise against that course of action.”

It hit Maggie all at once that this probably wasn’t some sort of elaborate hallucination and she scrambled to click the safety back on her gun and open the door.

She did remain prepared for a fight should her guest, in fact turn out to be a shapeshifting attacker.

The door was barely open before Cat Grant swept into the apartment like she owned the place(and couldn’t figure out why on Earth she had bought it but still).

Maggie was tempted to pull out her phone and snap a picture because THE Cat Grant, Queen of Media was standing regally in her apartment just staring…at….her…

Which okay that was incredibly unnerving and Maggie had stared stoically into the eyes of many of Gotham’s most criminally deranged.

With what she hopes is subtle clearing of her throat Maggie finds her voice and her manners, “Can I,uh get you something to drink, Ma’-” Maggie wasn’t a detective for nothing and caught the subtle eyebrow raise just in time to smoothly prevent ‘ma’am from escaping her lips,  “Ms. Grant?”

Maggie watches with narrowed eyes as Cat’s gaze sweeps appraisingly over her apartment. “I don’t suppose you keep keep much top shelf liquor around?”

Years of microaggressions piled on top of the macro keep Maggie from outwardly bristling and she decides to meet this woman’s challenge instead of kicking her the fuck out of her apartment before even finding out why she’s here.

“Scotch good? Ms.Grant.”

Cat looks up with her signature smirk, only mmhmming while Maggie ducks into the kitchen.

She surveys her rather extensive liquor options, especially now that she and Lucy had merged their scotch collection, while she ponders how she wants to play this.

Early on she and Lucy had bonded over their love of scotch that had stemmed from each of their formative experiences with 'the old boys club’ in the military and GCPD respectively.

Maggie maintained scotch didn’t have to be expensive to be good and she had a decent collection of rare inexpensive bottles.

And maybe she was known to splurge occasionally on a damn fine scotch but with Lucy’s travels and connections her girlfriend had bottles Maggie could only ever have dreamed of.

Maggie liked to compare her hard found 'bargains’ with Lucy ridiculously priced stuff.

They of course make a big deal of slow sipping to savor the taste and they can only ever do it when Alex is not around.

Because Alex’s preferences mostly start and end with high alcohol content and she is just as likely to knock back a glass twenty-five year old scotch in one go as she is to savor it, a connoisseur she is not.

Maggie knows from Kara’s stories Cat Grant very much is.

There are a few very expensive bottles Maggie figures Lucy wouldn’t mind if she cracked open for Cat freakin’ Grant, though Maggie supposes it would just be Cat Grant to Lucy.

Maggie’s hand hovers just over one of the most expensive bottles of scotch she’s ever seen let alone had in her apartment.

Then she pulls back and eyes one of her prized bottles, it was from a small former speakeasy in nowhere Nebraska.

After prohibition, they opened up a small restaurant and distillery where the usage of some family secret for making scotch taste twice as old as it truly was significantly lowered their pricing.

Satisfied with her choice Maggie pulls out the bottle pouring a generous helping into two tumblers.

She hands one off to Cat who smirks and apparently can’t help commenting, “Straight what an interesting choice.”

Maggie finds herself at an uncharacteristic loss as to what this woman’s motives could possibly be.

She watches as Cat takes a sip and is stunned by the blinding smile she’s flashed. “They did well with you detective, I know Lucy keeps several ridiculously expensive bottles around and yet you chose a cheaper though significantly better fare, cheers.”

Maggie doesn’t quite manage to keep the bite out of her voice, “So that was what a test?”

“Something like that, Agent Mulder.”

“I’m a detective.” It isn’t that she missed the pop culture reference it was just that it was inaccurate and she’s tired of playing games.

Cat rolls her eyes, “And I’m the founder of CatCo Worldwide Media.” She says in the same blatant tone. 

“Oh, are we not stating the obvious? You’re also dating Scully, do try and keep up. I would’ve gone with Reyes but it seemed in poor taste to risk starting off this conversation with a racist misunderstanding. ”

“And that conversation would be?”

“I suppose I am just here to ensure you keep from doing anything to warrant my wrath, detective. Be good to Agent Scully and Baby Lane and we will be just fine.”

“So this is a shovel talk? didn’t realize either of them rated that highly on the Queen of all Media’s radar.”

Maggie had thought she’d gotten used to all of the bizarre happenings that went hand in hand with dating a pair of super secret agents with superhero relatives and alien bosses and vigilante exes.

That did not, however account for a late night appearance by Cat Grant, THE Cat Grant in her own damn living room to give her a fuckin’ shovel talk.

Cat’s eyes flash and Maggie realizes her mistake too late.

“There is one person on this giant hunk of rock that I give more than a singular fuck about besides my boys, that person is Kara Danvers.” And Maggie even with her typically unshakeable countenance takes a tiny step back at the vehemence. 

“And while her completely undiscerning capacity for gooey emotions far surpasses my own she would rewrite the very laws of nature for Scully, ergo I had to find a fuck to spare for her as well. Furthermore, believe it or not once upon a time Lois Lane, arch enemies now we may be was once on that, at the time even shorter list, meaning Baby Lane made the cut too and since she didn’t break my heart,”

Maggie’s eyes widened at the statement, “She got readmitted when she found her way back into my life. Any other comments you’d care to make, Margery?”

Maggie bit her tongue at Cat’s irritating name game power play, “I stand corrected and for what it’s worth I would never intentionally do anything to hurt either one of them. ”

“Yes, well, see that you don’t.”

“That can’t be it, C'mon what’re your threats then, lay 'em on me. Gunna get your protege, Supergirl to toss me into space?” Maggie questioned with a smirk knowing no matter what Alex and J’onn insisted there was no way Cat didn’t know who Supergirl really was.

“Violence? How plebian.”

“Doxx me?”

“Very reddit bottom dweller, I’m almost insulted.”

“Smear campaign?”

“Honestly, just how uncreative do you think I am. I’ve moved on to mildly insulted. Oh no, if you hurt Alex or Lucy I will go to your Captain and with all of the strings I hold in my perfectly manicured hands, I will get you assigned to be my mother’s personal security detail every time she wants to go see Wicked again or get her broom serviced.”

Maggie’s mouth opened and closed but no sound emerged. 

She was tempted to say that Cat couldn’t do that but thankfully some functioning part of her brain that had no desire to see Wicked 47 times (in two months?! thanks Kara’s endless chatter about everything) prevented her from doing so.

She had a feeling Cat would make it happen just to prove a point. Speaking of Cat, she looked rather smug with her handiwork.

“Now if you’ll excuse me I have a date I must be getting back to. Oh and Mulder, Kara seems to have quite the soft spot for you too, I suppose that’s one more fuck I’ll need to dig up.” 

And just as quickly as she swept in Cat Grant was gone leaving a dumbfounded Maggie in her wake.

It was a good fifteen minutes later of fruitlessly trying to return her attention to her bonsai tree that Maggie’s head jerked up, wait….. a date?!

[fawn-forever]

🦒BPD Rant 2/?

*Trigger Warning!* Please check tags!

So, at this point 🦒 and I aren’t dating or anything, we’re just hanging out a lot and maybe flirting a little??? (I honestly don’t know what flirting is please help). At this point in time, I was starting to realize that I wasn’t actually romantically attracted to🦒. Because he was still my fp at the time, I was very confused? But I was starting to kind of realize that I really really cared for him... just not in that way. Anyways,🦒 is friends with two kind of douche-baggy guys. Basically, I’m acquainted with both of them, so they both had my snapchat at that point in time. One of them texts me and is like “Hey! Long time no see! Would you suck 🦒’s d*ck?” And I literally started crying. I was DESPERATELY trying to calm myself down but my trauma had peeked it’s head around the corner and I was started panicking. The logical side of my brain was like,, it’s fine! It’s probably just 🦒’s friend trying to tease him through me.🦒’s other friend then proceeds to text me. He says that 🦒 “thinks I’m sexy” and at this point, I’ve completely split on 🦒. You aren’t allowed to think I’m sexy, I’m baby! Why have people decided to sexualize me since I was a child? This isn’t fair! So, if things weren’t already bad enough, the second douche says, and I QUOTE “🦒 wants to r*pe you”. Like... WTF? Knowing how the people around me talk, he probably just meant “🦒 wants to smash”. I’ve seen the douche use this word since this experience, and he uses it incredibly casually. That being said, at the time I completely freaked out. I do not remember what happened after this. I completely dissociated, my brain just couldn’t take it. Apparently, I texted 🦒 during this dissociation period? See photo:

I’m not sure if 🦒 saw all of what the douche said, considering it was said over snapchat and snapchat deletes your texts when you don’t save them and exit out of a conversation. Also, Idk what was up with my reaction? Usually, when someone brings up anything sexual I get flashbacks or panic attacks, but this time I was completely calm? I think I might have been in shock. Furthermore, apparently, I continued the conversation with douche #2 long enough for him to mock me? And I also threatened to fight 🦒 in a conversation with douche #1? I... honestly have no clue what I was thinking or feeling, or what happened. Part of me wonders if the r*pe comment was all in my head? Like... what happened? Anyways, it was enough for me to completely split on 🦒. I started to not answer his texts and ended up not talking to him for a couple months. Frankly, I was terrified. 

[datingadviceonreddit]

I know this sounds ridiculous and immature, but please here me out. I finally get why people say to be careful what you wish for, because now I have to choose between three different guys, and not in the glorified teen-romance way, in the "I want to hide" sort of way.Here are my options:Dude #1 -- 21, not that age matters all that much to me, but I figure it might be interesting to some of you, idk. This guy is super intellectual, funny, sweet, and we're into the same hobbies, music, etc. He keeps asking me out on dates. In fact, he wants to go on one tomorrow! (EEEP!) I don't know what he has planned, he says just something "chill" like getting food together, but I'm really scared, and I don't know why.Dude #2 -- 20, he's a little mysterious, a little silly and "off" which I find endearing. He says he just got out of a relationship so he's not looking for anything right now. But neither am I, really, I just want to get to know him. However, he avoids me in real life, and we haven't met face to face. He only wants to snapchat me, and I don't like having full on conversations through social media. It's dumb, and that bothers me about him.Dude #3 -- Also 20. Boy oh boy, where do I start? So I've known this guy since I was pretty young, and we sort of got through the rough years of high school together. He's sorta always been there for me, and vice versa. Over the summer we came very close to getting together, but didn't because I didn't want to ruin our friendship. I heard that he started seeing someone else, so I started to move on, and told him about Dude #1 and #2 because he's my best friend. All the sudden, he's not seeing anyone, and he wants to date me again! Would ya look at that!tl'dr I have to choose between a scary guy who wants to go on a date tomorrow, a strange guy who avoids me, and a volatile and jealous guy. They all have good qualities, of course. But this is the gist.I want to be respectful of all these mens' feelings. I do not want to lead them on if it will only hurt them. They all have merit, and there is no "best" of them. I do not want to be too harsh when letting them down, and I absolutely do not want to burn any bridges. I would like to have them all as friends.Honestly, I can't see the forest for the trees or whatever. Here are the things I'm asking this kind community to think about:I've been advised by my female friends to keep things going with all 3 men. Not only do I find this dishonest, I find the prospect exhausting. I can barely handle one guy as it is! Furthermore, I keep telling myself to treat these guys the way I'd like to be treated, and I know for a fact that I'd be pretty sad if I found out the guy I liked was seeing 2 other girls on the side, "just to see who was better" I'd be really pissed. So that's out. I have to choose. But who?Who seems the most trustworthy and mature? I honestly can't even tell.Why does hanging out with Dude#1 scare the hell out of me?Any tips are appreciated. Sorry I seem to keep coming back here, but I can't tell any of my friends about this, they'd just be like "ooh, too many dudes? fuck off". Considering how just last week no guys were even noticing me, this is all a bit of a shock. Thank you in advance! via /r/dating_advice