#and the other ones i go to are out of my way and i didnt have a lot of free periods this semester

[veryberryjelly]

🍸 prompt 5 or 6 with james potter maybe?

james potter x reader

prompts ; ' wait don't go, please' + " is this okay ?" " its more than okay "

𝐍𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ✦ 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 !

afternoons spent lounging on james' bed under his cover with delicate and soft kisses being exchanged for hours were your favourite way to spend your weekends.

sometimes you two could go hours without anything being said, just basking in the warmth of each others company.

only today it had been spent slipping in and out of light sleep due to a party going very late last night in the common room.

you had only been awake a few moments when james roused beside you, his head moving to bury in the crook of your neck which only brought a smile to your lips

" morning sleepy head " you said softly, turning slightly to wrap your arms around the boy.

" time is it ? " he questioned, his voice groggy and his eyes struggling to open as he looked up at you.

" quarter to two " you replied, one of your hands lifting to thread through his curls.

" you think we should get up any time soon ?"

" in your dreams am i letting you up "

his words caused a soft laugh to bubble past your lips. you tilted your head to press a kiss onto the top of his head, your arms wrapping slightly tighter around him before you settled.

you were on the verge of falling into another light sleep when you heard the door to james' dorm open and both of your eyes flitted to the door and were greeted with the familiar sight of remus and sirius.

" - could just live above the shop, moony. it might be the only way i'll never be- oh, hello there, didnt mean to interrupt lovebirds "

you were unsure what the beginning of that conversation was but that didnt matter too much. remus and sirius headed to the bed across the room, both sitting on the edge looking over at yourself and james.

your instinct kicked in and you sat up, pulling a sweater over your head.

" you didn't interrupt, i was about to head back to my dorm, i need to shower "

you weren't shy about pda, but you whenever someone walked in on you and james in his bed, you felt out of place. this was their dorm and you felt like you were imposing.

as you moved to slide out of bed james' strong arms wrapped around your torso, halting your effort to get up.

" wait, don't go, please, you can shower here " james pleaded, his tired eyes gleaming up at you in a way that made it almost impossible to say no to him

you lowered your hand down and brushed some curls from your lovers face.

" i'll see you later, jamie, i promise " the hurt on his face might be subtle to anyone else but to you it was practically painted across his face in big black letters.

" i hate it when you have to go back to your dorm- " he admitted, his gaze dropping down to the mattress, his sadness obviously presented in the way he fiddled with the sheets between his fingers.

" i know, but all of my stuff is there, i live there, baby "

" move your stuff here " he blurted out causing disbelief to appear on your face and your sure on the faces of james friends. " i hate it when you leave, baby. i want to sleep with you every night and wake up to you every morning...come stay here " his voice sounded almost desperate and you wanted to melt at his sincerity.

" jamie, you're asking me to move in here when you live with three other people..." you loved waking up with james, the sight of his bed head along was enough to want to sleep with him every night. but he lived with three other people, including another couple.

james finally sat up in the bed and focused his eyes on you. " darling, is that something you would want, yes or no "

" yes, theoretica-"

" is that okay ?" he brought his gaze over to the two boys on the opposite side of the room.

there was a few moments of silence where glances were exchanged between the two boys, but the grins on their faces gave you your answer before they spoke up.

" it's more than okay. we can help you move your stuff tomorrow if you want "

you could feel the joy beaming off of james beside you before you even turned to look at him, but when you did he had a shit eating grin on his face, his bottom lip caught between his teeth waiting for your answer.

" ok, yes, i'll move in "

the minute your answer fell from your lips you were tackled by the boy into one of the most passionate hugs he had ever given you. it wasnt long before remus and sirius jumped in too, their arms wrapping around the two of you.

" welcome to the dorm...don't wake us up in the middle of the night with sex noises "

[ssparksflyy]

dating jason grace hcs! (ᴗ͈ ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ

pairing jason grace x child of hermes!reader summary based off this request !! an lin manuel as hermes no matter how much i pretend to hate youre iconic and i actually love you

"okokokok" and "lalalala" who ???

people were so surprised when you started dating since youre literal opposites ?!?!

youre so chill and laid back and fun

jason straightens up so quick and salutes if somebody yells attention

but since he's met you, he's definitely relaxed a little more

he's learnt to accept the fact that he can actually relax at times and just enjoy himself ?!?!?!? (shocking, right)

and you were the one who taught him that !!

it honestly started when your first met

cause he was training by himself after lessons had finsihed

you were walking around with your siblings, just passing by and decided to ask him if he wanted to go to the fireworks show that was being held that night ♡

cause like youd seen him around camp before, always helping someone out with someone, and youd be lying if you said you didnt think he was cute 😋 (i sound like a nine year old omg bye)

so what better time to ask than now !

i could lie and say he was super chill about it but lets be honest he was already smitten before you could even finish the question

dropped his sword, face all red and everythinggg 😵‍💫

(you tease him about this now, but he just fights it with a corny "guess you stole my heart" that makes you cringe and roll your eyes yet still smile)

he tried to act all cool and say he'd think about it when in reality he was already getting ready to run to the aphrodite cabin and ask piper for help

i love tlh trio so much i just know jason would be panicking about the whole thing and piper's trying to reassure him + give genuine advice while leo is just messing around 😭

he did manage to get some tips and you ended spending the whole nights talking and laughing instead of actually watching the fireworks ♡♡

he walked you back to your cabin and by then you both established big ol' crushes on each other (aw ya cuties)

the amount of teasing you got from your cabin that night was actually crazy though

you were last to get in that night and entered to a whole chorus of 'oooooo's

a few thrown pillows and 'connor i swear to the gods i will push you off the lava wall-'s later and you were finally able to go to sleep though ♡

the teasing and jokes never stop

even when you (finally) started dating

its your cabin's love language honestly

your younger siblings are OBSESSED with jason

hes actually so good with kids bye

he just 'treats them the way he wished he was treated as a kid :(

his words not mine i dont talk like im giving an anti-bullying assembly

but like he loves playing with them

instant besties !

he even helped them prank you one time :o

he felt so devious doing it good lord

real i was a bad girl i did some bad things yaknow

literally all he did was distract you as your siblings taped a balloon full of water and got a dart pin ready to pop it when you walked into the door

but he was all giggly when the prank succeeded

only for like 5 seconds cause then he was helping you dry off and apologizing

you didnt minddddd, it was fun seeing him act like a "rebel"

okay call me crazy but like trackstar power couple

hermes kids are fast, known fact, evidence? tlt musical said so

and i feel like jupiter/zeus kids would be too!! like moving at the speed of lightning hyperbole... please tell me you see the vision

but like being able to use that as an excuse to get some time away from people... the scandal.

jason telling the group he's with (not necessarily close friends, he knows he can just tell them that he's going out with you) that he's going out for a run

youll be flushed when you return-

when really he's ditching them to go hang out with you

cause this man can NOT say no. he's a people pleaser man it's hardwired into our brains

and they'll think it's normal cause like jasons weird

why question the kid who likes musicals and history

do you see where this is going.

jason taking you to watch opening night of hamilton cause he's been bouncing off the walls for it and really wanted to show you so he'd have someone to talk to about it after :)

it started off fun!!

you were both really enjoying the beginning! well, the first minute and twenty seconds of it at least

cause after that you lost your shit :D

your dad was literally on stage, a few hundred feet away from you, acting as a founding father

the rest of the show you were internally freaking out, questioning everything

jason had no clue, not until you told him during intermission

had the AUDACITY to say "...and thats how you were born" after the traumatizing experience of say no to this

after the show you chased you dad down on the street as he was trying to get 'home'

jason was lowkey giggling the whole time like he was not taking this serious at alllll

but hey he got to meet your dad !!

hermes likes jason, thinks he's a very distinguished gentleman

jason likes hermes, thinks he's pretty good at rapping

at least one of you gained something from that experience

not proofread !

[the-winter-spider]

Good Guy | S.H

Word count: 1k

Warnings: None? Angst?

A/N: Yall i havent posted in ages, im still very much active reading everyone elses writings buuut im deciding to go thru and post everything i have in my docs, maybe finally fix my master list 💀🤭 we’ll see! Enjoy

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You were sitting on the edge of his bed, your legs dangling over as you turned to look over your shoulder at him snoring peacefully while you were holding your breath trying to savour this moment before the reality of what happened last night crushed you.

You knew what it was, it was ‘the world is most likely ending and the girl ive been in love with since high school still doesn’t love me back’ sex. Because there was no logical way Steve had feelings for you of any sort that would make him want to tear your clothes off and litter your bruised and scarred body with such tender kisses, whispering the sweetest of words in your ear, then proceed to hold you in his arms while he falls asleep.

There was no way in any world upside right or down that it was anything more than that.

You sighed, finally pushing yourself off the bed, tip-toeing around his room to gather the pieces of your clothing, ushering as quickly and quietly to his bathroom as you could. You wanted to avoid the mirror so bad, you were disgusted with yourself, not for sleeping with him, no but for letting your self think for a mere second that it was anything but sex to him. In all honesty it was probably just an itch he wanted to scratch, you were probably just a flavour of ice cream he was lingering on for a while something no one else in their right mind would pick but once you’ve tried all the other flavours you were the only one left.

Pathetic. That's all you were, you slipped off his boxers letting your tears hit the ground with them. The cotton fabric catches your salty waters as they hit the tile.

“Stupid, stupid, stupid” you whispered to yourself pulling on own clothes, before sliding out of his room and house.

The morning spring air hit you refreshingly as you closed your eyes, stopping to gather your thoughts for a brief moment, steadying yourself and the whirlwind of emotions going through your head.

You knew you had to hurry home and change to be ready to meet at the Wheeler's house for 9:00am sharp to discuss your next moves with Vecna, and arriving with Steve while you were still in yesterday’s clothes would raise suspicion, questions and leave you open for friendly banter and teasing but more importantly you didnt wanna still be at Steve’s house when he woke up, you couldn't handle seeing the pure regret in his eyes, the shame that would be radiating off of him, surely that would be your tipping point.

You looked at your watch, 9:00AM “Shit” you mumbled, downing the rest of your coffee like it was a shot at a party, you quickly tied the laces on your converse before running across the street to the Wheelers.

You let out a huff of hair, running your hand through your hair before knocking, the door whipped open revealing Robin “Oh! I'm so glad to see you” She grabbed your arm, yanking you inside, “We've been here all but maybe 10 minutes and everyone is already arguing” She threw her hands up “Can you believe that? it's too early for this!” You reached the door to the basement as Robin loudly started troting down “Y/n is finally here!”

You reached the bottom of the stairs giving a small wave and smile looking everywhere but the brown haired boy in the corner whose eyes you could feel piercing into you “Hi” your voice quiet before manurving your way to the side, far away from Steve.

You were sitting legs crossed on the wheelers couch, you could hear a buzzing surrounding you, squeezing your eyes shut, rubbing your temples you weren’t sure if at this point if it was the headache you’ve been nursing for a few days, the lack of sleep, or all the tears you cried this morning in Steve’s bathroom. All the voices of your friends overlapping one another mushing into a single sound.

tick, tick, tick, tick

“So we now know Max is one of Vecna’s targets, we just have to.…” Nancy spoke her voice trailing off as you tuned it out. Their chatter immersed into one inconvenient noise to you, the pounding in your head overpowering the conversation no one cared that you weren't taking part in. Even though you have always been more of a listener, never giving suggestions because someone always had a better one. You were just here to do as you were told and make sure no one else got hurt because they all had families, parents, people who loved them, you didn’t. And if one of your dumb ideas led to the possibility of one of them getting hurt or worse ending up dead, you would never be able to forgive yourself, so you stayed out of it.

You found picking at your pant leg was a better distraction, wasting all the energy you had on making the hole in your pants bigger than it already was, revealing a scar on your knee that you obtained last year running from russians, when for a brief moment the buzzing stopped and your sense zeroed in on the trickling cool wetness you felt on your upper lip and your eyes growing wide as you watched a single droplet of blood land on your jeans.

You moved your hand to catch the rest of the droplets when you looked up your eyes met Max’s, her eyebrows raised in shock before they softened as she watched a tear run down your cheek “Guys” she spoke, her voice could barely be heard over Steve arguing with Nancy that he didn’t want to be a babysitter anymore “GUYS!” she screamed even louder as all eyes turned to her

Steve and Nancy both turned their heads to her yelling “What?!”

Max lifted up her hand, directing her finger to point directly at you, suddenly one by one all pairs of eyes turned to you

“Holy shit” Dustin muttered “Holy shit!” He got louder as he pieced it together.

“No” Steve froze “No, no, no” He was panicking suddenly the room felt heavy, the air was leaving his lungs as he watched blood dripping from your nose.

[nekropsii]

what do you see in equius ?? genuine question i don't mean to sound rude but to me she's just really offputting. she gives me such creep vibes that i can't seem to get over and every time i read a page with her it just gets worse..... like when i first read nep & eq's chats i was sitting there wondering if this was outright abuse or at least bullying of some kind??? it felt like it idk.......

but honestly i do wanna see an equius liker's opinion on him because i can't understand it like at all and i'm probably just missing something that all the equius likers saw and i didnt LMAO

Well, considering I’m an Alpha Trolls Enthusiast and have been for, like, a decade, as well as having Horror as a Special Interest since age… What, 3? I’d say I personally have a pretty strong stomach for Weird and Offputting in fiction, lol. Stronger than most. Equius isn’t a very palatable character at all, I’ll be the first to admit that - a lot of the characters I enjoy the most in Homestuck aren’t very palatable… But I find ‘em real interesting, personally. The fact that they aren’t palatable adds to the intrigue for me, and poor execution tends to be a total weakness of mine. Again, Alpha Trolls Enthusiast for a decade straight.

I have a post here that talks a bit about my reading of Equius, I’d recommend giving it a read. I see Eridan and Equius as being very similar characters - not necessarily due to their shared hemoloyalty, but because they’re both teens falling down online pipelines. They’re very prevalent Kinds Of Guy that no one wants to talk about.

But people talk about Eridan plenty even to this day - he was even a fandom favorite for a while, being the fandom’s first Prettyboy Sad Gay Anime Prince long before Dirk… So he doesn’t reel in as much interest for me as the chronically overlooked Equius.

If there’s anything to know about me, it’s that I love a good underdog.

Equius-Likers, from my experience, are very aware of his issues. It’s part of the draw. Enjoyment of him tends to be an analytical fixation. I haven’t met a single Equius-Liker that hasn’t had some very complex thoughts on him. They’re just kinda quiet about it. Fitting.

Unfortunately, I’m Aranea But Real, so. No quietness here.

Your response to Equius is valid. It’s also intended, I feel. To specifically address the bits about concerns of his relationship with Nepeta not being healthy… I mean, it’s not abusive, but it’s definitely more complicated than fan art would lead you to believe, as always. “Complicated” is to be expected from a Moirallegiance - remember what they exist for?

Nepeta is very much so in control of the things going on, and their relationship is pretty equal, all things considered, so I wouldn’t be worrying too much about that. She very distinctly does not lack agency here - Nepeta is the one who has a leash on Equius, not the other way around. Equius is mean, because that’s the way she is to… Everyone, more or less, but she’s not of any danger to Nepeta. They have a fine Moirallegiance. 1,000% more functional than whatever the fuck Karkat and Gamzee had going on.

Anyway. I think Equius is neat, and has both missed and oft overlooked potential. One of the very few characters I’d be 100% down to have seen more content of in the comic.

Once again, check out this post. I still think it’s decent. Maybe you will, too.

[sugar-omi]

Thought about accidentally sending a nude to Cove (or anyone of your choice) 👀

Like MC was trying to send him a picture of something else but accidentally tapped on a nude they took the night before and WHOOPS! Now Cove is going back and forth with himself between typing up a reply and deleting what he wrote and just screaming into his pillow because he just saw his best friend/crush naked and it’s still on his phone screen and he has to see them tomorrow because they always do but he doesn’t know if it’ll be better to see each other tomorrow or wait a bit until things are “less awkward” and he is BURSTING at the seams

Bonus if he feels guilty because he saves the photo anyways for………….. research purposes 👀

MY EYES ARE WIDE OPEN. I DIDNT EXPECT IT TO GO THAT WAY....

that's such a good thought, though... especially if while he's fumbling, you're freaking out, but also way too curious to know what he'll say so you don't delete it...

and in a moment of bravery, text him before he can say anything to your apology or about the image.. "although.. you can keep it if you like"

his eyes FALL out his head. what do you mean he can keep the image?!?;!^!

he probably doesn't even respond. and if he does, it's just a "it's okay" because he's too shaken to say anything else. doesn't know what to say. "you look pretty", "you're so sexy", "thanks for the nude"????

which.. is probably worse than any of those options if you're already nervous n floundering over te accident.

if you want a bit more satisfaction, are genuinely worried you made him uncomfortable, or just reassurance for what you already know... go ahead and ask if he's uncomfortable, or mad at you, or whatever.

it takes a minute but eventually you get a "...no, im not upset.. or uncomfortable..."

please move on after that because if you linger on the topic anymore, he'll be on life support 🙏

and he does hold onto that image... can't bring himself to download it, that's too much for his poor heart. and even though it'd only be proper to delete the message.. he doesn’t. he tries, his finger hovering over the button.

even though you said he could... keep it. he shouldn't, right? no matter how long he sits in turmoil, his respect for you and his teenage hormones raging against each other...

eventually one wins, because he's been so restless all day. his stomach twisting with something foreign. his eyes wandered to your body when he saw you at the beach that day, and he remembered the picture, trying to ignore how his sex throbbed and the subsequent tightening of his shorts...

really, he has more control than this usually. his voice of reason, more like selfconsciousness, too strong.

but his fingers flicker across his phone, and they find the way back to that image, that damn image that's been haunting him. his brain begging him to remember every curve and dip, freckle, and scar on your body.

he knows what your body looks like, you grew up together. he knows where most of your beauty marks are, your freckles, your scars, knows if your skin is seamless, and he's sleepily traced any acne scars on your biceps.

he knows the shape of you, the leanness and the cords of muscle in your arms and thighs. recognizes you just by looking at your back.

so it's not hard for him to imagine your nude body after that, especially since he couldn't tear his eyes away from the screen fast enough when you sent it.

and even now, he's finding any of those hidden treasures right now as his eyes rake over your body, his hand wrapping around his cock as he shamefully imagines you with him. touching him. touching you.

imagines his lips on your hip bones, kissing your body like it's a prayer.

your voice is always so clear in his ears, he can't help but imagine the way you'd call his name... thinks back to all the times you've laughed happily or groaned tiredly, or moaned in pain...

his mind twists the knowledge of you, your lovely voice, and your heavenly touch. imagines you calling his name, gasping at his touch...

finally spills his cum all over his hand, his head collapsing on his pillow, covers his face, sparks of pleasure still running through him...

realizes post nut clarity is fucking real, and he doesn't know how he's gonna be able to look at you tomorrow...

[hatxsheep]

CALL OF DUTY ; TASKFORCE 141 and DAD TIKTOK TRENDS

Note. these aren’t meant to be serious!! this is gn reader (with only one mention of daughter) and meant to be silly. this also isn’t my writing acc but if u guys have a request for platonic tf 141 content go shoot.

CAPTAIN john price

- you sent him many tiktoks and reels, which he always begrudgingly watched during his deployment (mostly because he did miss you)

- he always sends back questions since he dosent understand some slang

- “yap???” “i’m sorry, what does cap mean?”

- when hes home, he was happy to help video you when you were out or when you wanted to do a trend

- but making HIM do a trend?

- it took you forever to convince your dad to do so…but it was worth it

- he would do trends like the “dad lore trend” with him being videoed in x2 speed as he pretended to talk

- “pov: your dad drops the craziest lore on a random tuesday” because he really genuinely does

- or the home depot one…

- “my dad when he sees someone fixing an airplane when we’re about to board our flight” and it’s just him with his hands behind his back or crossed while he watches the repairmen.

- in the end, he enjoys doing these trends with you. but god, if you keep on trying to prank him, he’s actually going to go crazy.

- everyone thinks he’s hot by the way. you have like 50 single/divorced moms in your comment section commenting about him every tiktok he’s in. sometimes people your age.

- “honey, what does beekeeping age mean?”

LIEUTENANT simon “ghost” riley

- you send him many tiktoks that contain silly puns. he on the other hand, only uses reels. either way, he sends you the dumb ones

- or the ones that are like

- “when your teenager is driving and narrowly avoids a tragic accident” or “me i ask my teenager who they’re going out with and it’s still the same group of people since middle school”

- as a dad, he’s honestly very protective over you, but he’s loosened up a bit over the years. he dosent want to be too strict, nor does he want to be too lax.

- he was terrified of becoming like his father.

- either way, if you thought you had to beg price to let you make tiktoks, you’d have to beg hard for your dad to

- simon won’t let you take tiktoks with his face in it, so he’s always his chest and below….or a mask, sunglasses, and a cap.

- surprisingly sentimental! the one tiktok he agreed to was

- “do i always have to kill spiders in your room?” “ofcourse you do, you’re my dad!”

- he teared up a bit

SERGEANT john “soap” mactavish

- boy, he loves doing tiktoks with you

- he loves sending them too!! a nice way for you guys to bond while he’s away is him sending you the really stupid tiktoks that the people of your generation would more commonly send

- he DOES now some slang! he….does NOT know some others though, skibidi toilet confuses him slightly

- he took the sigma male thing seriously for a bit because he thought it was a positive thing. he loves protecting his family and being strong

- sadly stopped when you broke the news to him that it was in fact, maybe not the best thing in real life.

- either way, such a good dad to do tiktoks with

- you can do those really silly ones with the tiktoks audios

- “when my dad finds out i get offended when people say i have my dads accent” with the regina george soundtrack

- “regina wait i didnt mean for that to happen!!” “do you know what everyone says about you?!?!”

- he loves doing them with you, he wouldn’t trade quality time with you for the world

- “be honest, do you really not like the accent????”

SERGEANT kyle “gaz” garrick

- more of a calm dad, but like simon, surprisingly sentimental

- he’s the one from the 141 who’s has the most morality issues, especially doing his job, so he always felt it was best to teach you important values

- he’s drilled into you to never change your ideals for others

- …which leads to him sending motivational quotes or those hopecore videos

- either way, he actually can be pretty silly and he’s the type of dad to get you watermelon every other day for the rest of your life if you say you like it once

- he can be a little blunt with you sometimes though, bless him

- “pov: my dad if he didn’t have me” (i’ll put my helipad over there…my olympic sized swimming pool, OVER THERE!!)

- you do these tiktoks with him (disregard gender because no matter what, he’d make you help)

- this is how poc parents be, pls understand

- you sent him this reel while he was on deployment and he couldn’t stop smiling

- “love you too, pumpkin. remember to take out the dishes”

- “did u have to remind me”

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

I just had a galaxy brain fengqing fic idea, hear me out

So the palace of ling wen asks for help for a mission to find some super elusive, super ancient war artifact hidden in the mountains of some quaint little village

And since it just so happens that literally everyone else is magically busy, general nan yang and xuan zhen are the only ones available

The catch is, the artifact is hidden in a temple for lovers/marriage, and in order to enter it, couples have to prove their love for one another through various trials, like answering various questions about each other, how they met, doing various trials to prove they can work together etc

Both mu qing and feng xin think this is all bullshit and shouldnt xie lian and hua cheng do this kind of thing anyway?? Theyre a couple already so this is their turf right??

But it turns out theyre nowhere to be found and this is super important to do so... fake relationship it is.

So yeah maybe my qing knows exactly what to say when asked about how feng xin likes his tea or whats his biggest fear

And feng xin doesnt blink when he has to say what he admires about mu qing and whats his favorite type of food

And maybe they do come up with the same fake story for their perfect date because they talked about it drunkenly some eight centuries ago and agreed they'd like the same thing

And maybe they do get a bit protective of each other when faced with these strange trials because even though theyre both martial gods, its difficult to think of the other getting hurt

"We're going through way too much for a fake relationship." Mu Qing mumbles as they tread through the forest as the trials finally end.

"...maybe its not that fake for me." Feng Xin replies, not having been able to shut up quite fast enough, the weight of all that happened earlier settling on him, the way its so obvious they fit like missing puzzle pieces.

Mu Qing stares at him, and thinks about how he was ready to tear the forest apart when one of the beasts they faced as part of the trial attacked Feng Xin and bit into his leg. About how much he knew about Feng Xin, and Feng Xin about him, about things he had never thought before.

"..its not fake for me either."

(It turns out, the whole premise was bullshit xie lian and hua cheng set up with the rest of the heavens bc everyome was sick and tired of those two acting like 800 years of being obsessed with each other wasnt a very slow burn romance between two prideful idiots. Theyre angry about it at first but hey - it finally brought them together, didnt it.)

[drinktaro]

out like a light 𐙚 jellycat

~ start of written

you wait by the door of ur brother, sungchan’s, apartment and hear the door bell ring. when you open the door you expect to see momo. instead your met with wonbin and anton.

before you can say hello, momo rushes right pass wonbin and anton and drags you to your room.

when you reach your room, momo turns to you and asks you a question about sungchan.

“do you thing sungchan will like my gift?”

momo then pulls out a small keychain with a cat attached to it.

you question why momo would care what sungchan thought but ur thoughts were cut off by a knock on the door.

“hey y/n come and meet my frien- oh hey momo”

momo then stuffs the cute keychain in her pouch and greets sungchan by wishing him a happy birthday.

you and momo walk down the hall with sungchan. once you reach the end of the hall way, you see all 6 of his friends. you get nervous as they are all staring at you so you try speed walk to the kitchen with momo, but are cut off by two extroverts.

“hey y/n! when did you get so tall??” seunghan asks while waving his hand above your head. you get embarrassed and immediately respond to his rude comment.

“you just got taller! its not my fault you grow so much” seunghan laughs and shotaro shortens his laughter by stepping on his foot. seunghan squeals.

all the guys introduce themselves except, anton and wonbin. you felt flustered because you felt that every-time you looked their way they would make a weird jester or turn around at the sight of you.

later on everyone sings happy birthday to sungchan and cut the cake. everyone starts drinking and laughing at seunghan and sohee’s karaoke session. momo talks to sungchan about dancing together one day. you sit right next to wonbin and anton. anton nudges at wonbin.

“hey.”

you turn around to face wonbin and answer with a bright smile

“hi wonbin”

wonbin immediately gets flustered but tries to hide it by continuing the conversation.

“so how long have you known momo?” wonbin questions

“me and momo have been friends since we were kids. shes one of my best friends. what about you and anton?” you reply.

“me and anton have known each other since middle school but i feel like i’ve known him forever. he’s my closest friend.”

you guys sit in comfortable silence for a while.

until he brings up the first day of school..

“hey im sorry for almost falling in you on friday” he scratches his neck awkwardly waiting for your response

you look at him confused and he gets nervous because of your the immediate change in your facial expressions. it takes you a couple seconds to realize what he was talking about, but while you were staring at him he gets up out of embarrassment and spills his drink all over your lap.

you get startled by the sudden coldness on your lap and stand up to at least let some of it drip down. everyone stares at you guys as wonbin runs to go get paper towels.

“im super sorry y/n i didnt mean to drop the drink on you and im sorry for ruining ur dre-“

“its okay wonbin!” you say and laugh due to the awkward moment. you walk to the guest room that you will be staying at tonight and change out of your wet clothes.

momo burts into your room and immediately asks what just happened. you explain to her what happened and she laughs.

“why would he do that? thats so embarrassing”

you were also confused why he suddenly got up. your conclusion was that he was embarrassed so you didnt really think much about it.

you and momo go back to the living room and you sat where you previously were.

“im so sorry again for dropping my drink on you” he says while looking down.

“it’s genuinely okay wonbin. just know you owe me something” you joke.

“i can give you my number so i could make it up to you.” he exclaims

you immediately agree and let him type his number into your phone.

momo tells you that she needs to go home but you realize that she doesn’t have a ride home. sungchan offers to take her home so everyone took that as a sign to go home.

when everyone is leaving, momo teases you about the whole wonbin situation and you tease her about having to get dropped off by your brother. as wonbin was walking out with anton he stops and gives you something. you were gonna ask what it was but he had already walked out of the small apartment.

it was a box and inside was a jellycat plushie and a note that said sorry. you smiled and walked to your room.

~ end of written

𐙚 SYNOPSIS. in which y/n is an anti-social nerd that loves to read and is going to major in music. while wonbin is also a music major who had a crush on her since middle school.

𐙚 PAIRING. non-idol!wonbin x non-idol!fem!reader

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[whilomm]

i think part of the reason why ppl have a kneejerk reaction to others pointing out that marcille is kinda conservative (besides the usual desire to sand down characters edges to make them Less Problematic™) is that theyre thinking "conservative=republican" rather than similar to like, that girl who will swear up and down that she is SO progressive and 100% feminist and everything but when a girl doesnt shave her legs she says "ugh but its just so UNSANITARY" but at the same time if a guy DOES shave their legs she just "thinks its weird!!!", and if you point out the contradiction there ("didnt you say it was UNSANITARY to not shave? doesnt that mean you think ALL guys should shave?") she will BSoD a little bit and uhhhh i mean uhhh its just that–

or you know, someone who if you come out as a trans to her she'll accept it (after a bit of confusion and a few of the usual dumb cis questions) but maybe thinks that the way to ✨validate✨ you is to go all in on gender stereotypes like okay if youre a woman that means MAKEUP and DRESSES and LONG HAIR and ACTING LADYLIKE and PARTICIPATING IN GIRLY ACTIVITIES and NOT BEING TOO LOUD and NOT TAKING UP TOO MUCH SPACE. and if your a man that means dressing MANLY and HAVING SHORT HAIR and ACTING MASCULINE and TOUGH and BEING UNINVITED FROM THE (GIRLY) WEEKLY HANGOUT SESH

or people who like, will never outright say they HATE homeless people, like if you talk about volunteering at the soup kitchen or donating to the food bank shes like yeah!!! but then she also getting weirdly uncomfortable when it comes to actual homeless people who arent like, the model of 'trying but down on my luck', and just thinking the tents are unsightly and worrying about how if you give someone money on the street if they'll just use it for drugs and being anxious about the vague specter of "violence"

(im not necessarily saying "marcille herself would 100% do these things" but just "when people say marcilles a bit conservative they dont mean rightwing republican they mean like this kinda shit which self-proclaimed Progressives do when they dont recognize they still got shit that they picked up from living in a So Sigh Titty to work thru")

like, listen, a big part of marcille's character is that she is very prideful and sure of herself and her opinions. half of marcille's character building parts are "marcille has a preconceived notion! oh, someone challenges the preconceived notion! marcille is RESISTANT to this! oh my GOD this is AWFUL how could you CHALLENGE HER WORLD VIE- oh. oh wait no. okay you might have a point BUT SHE STILL HATES IT!!!".

she changes and she learns things! but shes kicking and screaming the whole way and kinda annoying about it and even after she has one thing challenged shes still got a whole backlog of other things she learned from So Sign Titty shes also gotta work thru even if she doesnt realize it yet. sometimes she gradually realizes these things on her own sometimes someone basically has to hit her over the head with the Very Special Episode about how halffoots arent children and orcs aren't evil and maybe shes treating falin a bit like a dress up doll and infantilizing her and like thats a problem maybe?

like. its an interesting part of her character! let marcille be a bit conservative. she aint perfect. actually theres a lotta little things she kinda sucks about. but its okay bc she can learn and have her tidy little worldview challenged and its interesting to see her go thru it all!

(and i also wonder if part of the resistance to people pointing out how shes a bit conservative in some ways is also like, refusal to admit "hm maybe i also hold some regressive views". like, the general thing of "wanting to believe you are already a perfect progressive and dont hold any shitty views" is extremely realistic, its defo a trap ive fallen into before! most of us probably have! but like, step one is admitting it rather than putting your foot on the ground and saying la la la i cant hear you)

[cottoncandyswisherz]

realizations

chris x dealer!oc

warnings: swearing, angst, a hating ass bitch

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over the course of two months, tasia and jaiyah had grown rather close with the triplets. the group of five hung out at least once a week. whether it was going on drives, going out to eat, going to the movies, or simply hanging out at the girls' house. 

tasia and nick had grown especially close. they both had no gene for giving a damn (#onmyblock #freelatrell) and loved hating and complaining.

jaiyah took a liking to matt and according to them they were 'talking'

chris liked both the girls. he found them hilarious and loved their taste in music. he especially liked that they didn't care about his and his brothers social media presence. they weren't shoving a camera in his face or asking about their content. 

but every night he found himself on facetime with tasia. telling her about his day, about a new song he'd heard, about how he wished he lived in gary's shell. he told her whatever came to his mind and she listened while doing her assignments, or folding her laundry. sometimes she just laid in her bed and listened to every word he gave her. 

and they fell asleep like that, on facetime. both waking up to their phones being hot to touch. 

chris would wake up to her getting ready for work or school, not paying attention to her phone, and he'd just watch her do the most mundane things. by the look on his face you'd think she was building a time machine, rather than brushing her teeth. 

then she'd "wake him up" and tell him she has to go, and they wouldn't hear from each other until either the group got together later that day, or he called her around 9pm that night.

that was their routine, and chris loved it. 

but tasia was conflicted. 

why didn't he ever text her during the day? or want to hang out with her alone?  did he like her as more than a friend? or was she just his human diary?

these were the questions that ate away at her throughout the day, but were out the window as soon as she saw his contact come up every night. 

"tasiaaaaa" nick whined over the facetime. "come over, i miss you!"

"last time i was at your house i had to lay hands on your brothers hoe." tasia replied, focusing more on making her pre-rolls than her friend. 

"well, her and chris are in his room so we can just hang out in the living room and watch the bear." 

this wigga right here... tasia thought. nick knew that carmy berzatto was the only way to get her to change her mind. 

"fuck you for that. but i'm on my way. jaiye's coming too cuz i cant drive."

"we're gonna get our license one day girl." nick laugh and says goodbye. 

"bro richie got one more time to talk to my man crazy and i'm jumping through he fucking screen." tasia exclaimed as they worked through their third episode of 'the bear' of the night.

nick and tasia sat on opposite sides of the couch while jaiye and matt were getting....comfortable...on the loveseat. tasia enjoyed times like this. she'd spent so much of her life in her own bubble (with the exception of her best friend of course) that she'd forgotten that some people aren't bad.

she made it a point to never let anyone else in said bubble. it was safer that way. easier to never be let down or hurt. but nick had slipped in and in doing so brought his brothers with him. and she didnt mind. she liked them. 

so the night went on and they switched from watching 'the bear' to watching 'pretty woman'. they were roughly 10 minutes into the movie when chris and layla made an appearance, plopping down on the couch between tasia and nick. 

"what are we watching?" chris asked, reaching his hand in the big bag of lays setting beside tasia. 

she snatched the bag from him with a gasp. "fucking rude!" she laughed. "we're watching pretty woman, which is my favorite movie, so shut up and enjoy."

she wasn't lying either. 'pretty woman' was her favorite movie of all time. it reminded her that no matter where she was from, what she did for a living, how she spoke, or how she looked, she was worthy of love.

but of course the group could never be quiet for long. the six of them sat  as the rom-com played out before them. 

"he's real as fuck for teaching her what forks to use." 

"ON THE PIANO IS CRAZY!"

"oh they fucking for reallll."

everything was peaceful and calming.

until of course the vibes were killed.

they were on the part where stuckey propositioned vivian at the polo match and layla just had to put her two cents in. "i mean what did she expect to happen? shes a hooker!" layla laughed like it was funny. "she was never gonna be anything anyway." 

this irked tasia but she bit her tongue for the sake of not ruining everyone else mood. so she fought off the black ink that was once again, trying to envelope her. but it grew herder to stay silent as the movie continued and layla kept making dumb ass comments here and there. and as layla got more vocal, everyone else grew quiet.

"i'd never let a hooker kiss me on the mouth." 

"did she think he was gonna stay with her?"

"he's offering her the best she's ever gonna get and she's being a bitch about it."

tasia's hands were in a tight fist, her eyes closed as she sang her favorite song to herself i hopes of calming down. 

but all best were off when vivian was being assaulted by stuckey. 

"why is she saying no? that's literally her job!"

she swallowed her thick spit and calmy turned her head, looking past chris and at his girlfriend beside him. her voice was an even tone. "bro i swear to fucking god, if you don't be quiet and watch the movie i'm going to lose my shit." 

"i'm just saying that she can't expect someone like him to love someone like her." layla shrugged. 

this made jaiye pop up from her shared seat with matt and pause the movie. "and what do you mean by 'someone like her?'"

all eyes were on layla, who didn't have a care i the world. she had it made in her mind that her opinions were right, and needed to be heard. 

nick sat back in amusement, because he knew layla was about to get her shit rocked. 

matt was worried because as far as he'd seen, jaiye was the one to calm tasia down, not join in on the issue. 

chris was silently praying that his girlfriend would shut the fuck up and either watch the movie silently, or go home. 

"i mean think about it. you guys are from compton right? do you guys think someone like edward lewis would really love you?"

tasia flashed and stood up, the blanket that was wrapped around her falling at her feet. she started towards layla but was stopped by chris getting up and holding her arms. 

"please..." he whispered, his eyes pleading. he didnt really give a fuck about whether tasia stomped layla out, he was more concerned with the fact that he'd never hear the end of it. 

tasia's muscles relaxed as the feeling  of chris' warm hands on her cold skin. she closed her eyes again and took a deep breath. "fine." she said through gritted teeth. when she opened her eyes she was met with chris mouthing 'thank you'

he let go of her and turned to his girlfriend who had stood up in fear of getting molly whopped again. "layla go home." 

"WHAT?" she asked in shock. "you're really gonna kick me out for saying what everyone was thinking?" 

this made nick chime in. "literally nobody was thinking that. matt were you thinking that?" everyone looked toward matt, who was cuddled up with jaiye laying on him once again. 

"yeah no. i was thinking how i wanna have a picnic with jaiyah." he laughed, while running his hand up and down the girls back. 

"exactly." nick said. "we were all having a perfectly good time and you had to fuck everything up, just like you always do." he was pointing at her from the couch. "also." he stood up. "you're judging this fictional character, calling her a whore, when you have an only fans."

"oh shit!" jaiye snorted before covering her mouth in an attempt to hide her laugh. 

"and yet, chris, a successful man, is still fucking you. you tell him you love him don't you?" nick inquired. layla nodded, with tears in her eyes. "right. now tell me this... has he ever said it back?"

the tears in laylas eyes dropped as she gasped in realization. 

"exactly." nick said, feeling proud of himself for proving his point. "now, chris can do whatever the fuck he wants with you because he's a grown ass man. but you keep pissing off my friends. people who have never done shit to you, and have given you two chances to be a decent human being. so i'm putting it to a vote." nick called matt over to where he was standing. "hand of agreement, layla isn't allowed at the house anymore."

nick and matt raised their hand at the same time, turning to look at chris, who had come to a realization as well. 

chris realized that his fear of being judged by the world, had caused him to be judged by the only people who's opinions really matter. his brothers were uncomfortable in their own house, and that just didn't sit right with him. 

"layla come with me. we need to talk." he said, walking away, grabbing her hand. 

when they reached the front porch he said what needed to be said.

"layla, i owe you an apology. i should have broken this off a long time ago. i haven't wanted to be with you for a while and instead of being honest with you i strung you along. and that's on me. so for that i'm sorry." he said, looking in her green eyes. "but what you did in there was unacceptable. those are my friends. and you just shit on them for no reason. you owe them an apology." layla eyes widened at that. "but i know you wont do that, so whatever. me and you are done though. being with you isn't benefitting me or you, and its hurting my brothers."

"but-"

"there are no buts. you need to go, layla."

and she did. she walked away, her face wet with tears, her head down. 

chris made his way back into the house, where nick, matt and jaiye were all watching 'love and basketball' because jaiye "needed to season her favorite white boys." 

when chris asked where tasia was, nick told her she was in his room calming down. so chris made his way to nicks room, which was closed. he knocked and waited for permission before entering. 

"im sorry about her." chris said, sitting at nick's desk, facing tasia, who sat at the edge of nicks bed with her hands folded in her lap. 

"its fine." she shrugged and looked at her feet. 

"do you want to talk about it? i mean i know usually i'm the one running my mouth but i wanna make sure your good."

"no im good. i just hate dummies."

chris laughed at that. "yeah she is pretty dumb."

"don't talk about your girlfriend like that chris. she might hear you through the bugs she's planted all over the house."

shes making jokes, thats good. chris thought. 

"she's not my girlfriend anymore." tasia felt her heart flutter at that statement and decided now was a good time to make her exit before she something she'd possibly regret.

"good for you." she chuckled and got up. "i'm gonna go back downstairs so we can go. thanks for checking on me." 

"bye, tasia." was all chris said in response. 

but as soon as tasia was out the door, he let out a breathe he didnit know he was holding. 

"fuck."

taglist: @mattslolita @mattssluttygf @muwapsturniolo @nickgetsmewetter @wh0resstuff @nurturedmoon @sturniolo-luv

niyah speaks rushed and a day late but yuh! HAPPY PRIDE YALL!!!

remember that if no one loves you, mommy loves you (and my mommy i mean me)

[vxlentinescookies]

HELLO HI HI HI HRU??

So I was wondering if could do a one shot (bcz why not) of ananas discovering that reader is a witch cookie?? (Like reader is a witch but can transform into a cookie ykyk)

→ ❛A witch's tale❜

→ Pairing ; Ananas Dragon Cookie x Reader → Quote ; ❛❛Safe to say, this tale had a happy ending after all.❜❜ → Genre ; Drama , angst , romance → A/N ; Hihihi Im good! Sorry that this took so long, since it was a oneshot it took a bit of time but here you go! I hope you enjoy it!

“You lied to me!”

“I didnt have a choice!!”

At times like this, you always wondered how come you had such bad luck, how come you ended in moments like these, in situations like these. You’d look at the cookie in front of you for long moments. How did all of this start, actually? You closed your teary eyes for a few moments as you drew yourself back to the beginning of this mess.

It had been a long time when you two met, after all, you two were from completely vast worlds. You were a witch, a being of creation, but also one of destruction, and they were a dragon, also a being of creation, and also a being of destruction. Perhaps it was this duality what drew you both close? Perhaps it was this affection what drew you both together? You hummed to yourself as you thought, things were hazy, and yet, you tried to focus on the past for a few moments.

“State your business in this island, cookie”

“I-Im just a wanderer, I’ve stumbled upon your island and wish to stay for a few weeks, before I resume my trip to other lands…”

Right, the first time you both met was in the pineapple islands, back when you had just first turned into a cookie with the magic you held. You’d bow as deeply as you could as told by the villagers of the island, you even brought an offering as they said it might help you gain the dragon’s favor. It felt funny, depending on those who your hand created, you found delight in seeing how they grew to be, but you knew such luck wouldnt follow you forever. As so, you looked at the floor of the palace, awaiting for an answer. 

“Fine, you shall stay, but no more than a month” Would be the resolution, as you kneeled in front of the cookie, your gaze filled with a mixture of delight and joy.

From that day, you spent most of the time helping around the isles, helping cookies like Mango Cookie and learning about their lifestyle. It was… nice, a nice feeling to spend time amongst your creations, amongst the very things you made alongside the other witches, however, when asked where you came from by the other cookies, you’d stammer and attempt to find a way to either push the convo away or find a suitable excuse to answer. As much as you wanted to reveal your identity, you didnt want to scare the cookies away, after all, that was the main reason you became a cookie. However, there were times you missed your old human form, the form that you once belonged to and knew that you once would return to. But for now, you focused on your daily life as a cookie, writing about your findings and helping out on the island. 

Unbeknown to you, Ananas would be watching over you, as part of their task as the protector of the islands, they kept a special close eye on you, and yet, it couldnt fully put its head in the fact that there was something that drew them to you. Rarely coming out of their hiding, they’d call out for you in the middle of your stay in the isles, right when you were helping Mango Cookie with something. 

“You called for me, golden dragon?” You greeted them, then, bowing for them as they’d only gaze at you closely.

“Yes, I’ve been looking at you all these days, you’ve been of great help for the islands, I must admit” Would be their words at first, their gaze burning holes on your head as you kept your bow. “As so, I’ve decided to… request something of you”

‘Request?´You thought to yourself, ‘I thought Ananas Dragon Cookie was arrogant, what could they request from me?’

“What may I help you with, golden dragon?” You’d simply ask amidst your confusion, which was noted by the dragon, who, with a chuckle, would settle your sentence.

“You shall become my servant, and aid not only the island, but my personal affairs as well.”

Now, when you became a cookie, the last thing you expected was to call the attention of a dragon in that way, to call the attention of a being superior from you in such a way that they needed your aid in personal affairs. What personal affairs could a dragon even have? Despite your initial attempt at a protest, the dragon would simply tell you to be proud of this achievement, for they’d rarely hold onto any cookie for help. As so, you’d become their helper, the one to aid them in the issues they could have, always standing by their side and at times, even making chit chat as you both spoke whenever time allowed it.

Thats how you grew to learn more about the golden dragon, and in return, thats how it learnt what seemed to make you so special, so different form other cookies. You were kind, gentle, a complete opposite from them, and thats what drew them to you, that kindness, that sweetness, like sweet ambrosia in their lips, they’d drank it all the more you both spent time together, the more you both talked. Thats how they began to court you, slowly, but surely, and in return, you extended your stay, and a month became a year, and a year became many more. In said years you would take trips back to your home, where you’d return to your witch form and take a moment to rest, jolt down what you had found, before returning to the cookie world as one of them.

The rest of the time, however? You would be courted by the dragon of the islands, gifted lavish treasures, the finest of attires and the most delicious of foods. It was a slow burn, a flame that never seemed to fully consume, mostly because each time they got too close, you skillfully drew them away, denying their advances.

“Why do you not accept me?” They’d ask you one day, when you had refused their advances once more, causing them to grow tired and tired with each passing day. “What keeps you from doing so?”

“... Im afraid I cannot tell you” Would be your answer always, but the dragon wasnt satisfied, they could never be satisfied with such an answer.

Ananas was an obsessive lover, like many dragons were, possessive but not to extremes, simply wanting to protect the treasures that it had, and you were the most special of them all. So, it wouldnt back down, not while they had the ability to court you, and now while they knew that you felt the same. It was clear in your actions, your affection, how you accepted their lingering touch and their own affection. It threw them for a loop to see you be so adamant at turning them down. 

But deep down you knew there was so much you could do before they’d grow tired, you knew there was so much you could do before they knew the truth, for your heart ached in love for the dragon. They said opposites attract, and that couldnt be more true for the both of you. One day, you’d leave the islands yet again, hopping into a boat to disappear into the horizon like you always did, the catch? was that this time Ananas followed you as you left. They didnt want to distrust you, they truly didnt, but they knew that there was something in that trip that made you afraid of accepting their love, and so, they’d go with you in secret.

Perhaps, perhaps thats how we arrived at the current moment, where you gazed upon the cookie looking angrily at you as you stood in your witch form.

“Understand that I didnt have a choice” You pleaded, tears in your eyes as you took your hat off from your head, in a sign of respect, and defeat. “But there’s no hiding it now, is there…?”

“Just spit it out, you witch” They’d say, looking at you with venom in their eyes. “Your mere existence has put many cookies in the line, so say it”

“... Im a witch, Ananas Dragon Cookie” You’d finally sentence, but they wouldnt be taken aback, they’d simply huff as they prepared to leave. “Wait—Dont go! Please… Let me explain myself!”

“I dont have time for pitiful explanations” Would be their words before they took flight, disappearing into the same horizon you had disappeared many days ago.

And for many months, that would be the last you’d see of them, the last you’d see of Ananas as you wept in your study near your oven, near the door to the entrance of the cookie world. You considered closing said door, and leaving that life behind for good, for it brought you much pain, but one day, something changed.

You were weeping while revisiting your notes on the cookies, sat on the windowsill of your study, when something came flying towards you catching you off guard enough to trip and accidentally become a cookie yet again through a potion falling on you, a form you hadnt taken in months. Looking up, however, you’d be encountered with a sight you didnt expect to see after the fight that had broken that day.

“Ananas Dragon Cookie!” You’d explain, and the dragon in question would just groan slightly, rolling their eyes before helping you up. “W-Why are you here?”

“Witch— No, (y/n) cookie” They’d start “I’ve… come to hear you out”

“Huh?”

“Despite the secrets you kept from me, I’ve found myself unable to fully forget you, to fully draw you out of my heart, and so… and so…” They’d trail off, not without another groan, finally speaking after a while “Sigh… I’ve come to look for you”

“... You’re brave for stepping into the lair of a witch” You prefaced, then, to which Ananas would only huff as you’d chuckle “But, if you’ve come to hear me out, then I must oblige… I am a witch, but im not one of the witches that desire to eat cookies… I became a cookie myself simply for the desire to learn more about your cultures, your way of living, and… and in the way I… I fell in love…”

You took a deep breath, looking at them as they stared at you expectantly, awaiting for an answer, but instead of it you decided to continue speaking, in fear your feelings wouldnt be accepted, wouldnt be returned.

“I didnt tell you because I didnt want to tell you nor accept your advances because I knew the day would come where you’d realize Im not a cookie and, I feared that you’d leave me” You spoke, as he drew closer. “So I didnt—Ananas?”

“I’ve loved you for so many days” They’d start “And even when I thought I couldnt love you, i realized I still did, (y/n) cookie, will you accept my love now?”

Safe to say, this tale had a happy ending after all.

[the-hoziest]

am i the only person who doesn't see buck as a people pleaser?

i see him as caring and attentive and someone who goes the extra mile to help the people he loves. he's someone you can rely on to be there when you need them.

people pleasing is a very specific trauma response behaviour that essentially means ignoring your own wants and needs, prioritising others over yourself, making yourself smaller, trying to keep the peace, not rock the boat.

that's not the buck who quit his job when he was desked. who sued the LAFD to get his job back. the guy who told the newbie "you're my problem" and ripped off bosko's temporary label from his designated shelf. or how about when his relationship with ali ended because she couldn't handle his risky job, and buck wasn't willing to compromise on it? when he told taylor kelly that they can wipe the slate clean between them but not continue their relationship? when he broke up with natalia because he realised she wasn't really interested in him as an actual person? if he ever displayed this behaviour, might've been with abby, which was a wholly fucked up relationship with buck looking for commitment (maybe for the first time in his life?) with a woman who wasn't looking for anything serious. but even then when he had doubts he talked to bobby about it.

my point is, when buck's upset about something, he doesn't stay quiet about it. he doesn't neglect his own wellbeing and doesn't compromise his peace just to make others happy. he'll go about it in very wrong ways, especially in the earlier seasons when he was still young and hadn't even began unpacking his childhood trauma, and he's matured since then, of course. and I think he had that "people would be better off without me" mentality but i don't think ive seen it since his coma, when he said that being buck is enough. he has grown so much (and i hope he will hold on to his newfound self esteem, i hope nothing will ever make him doubt his own worth).

but even in s7 - when he was bothered and did something about it. again, went about it the wrong ways. but he went to talk to maddie when he hurt eddie, admitted his mistake, made up with him (even though we didnt see it on screen). and then again when he thought he had sabotaged his first date with tommy, he talked to maddie and eddie, and then he reached out to ask for another chance, and invited him to his sister's wedding, insisting tommy should come as his date because he wanted him there (i'm not saying he wouldn't have taken no for an answer, but he knows what he wants and is vocal about it). and - throwing a bachelor party for chimney, who didn't even want one, but buck wanted to do the nice thing for his friend/future BIL and he made a theme around things chimney likes. being there for eddie and christopher but setting his boundaries ("i dont think i can explain this") because he cares about them and wants to help them any way he can.

this doesn't read as people-pleasing behaviour to me. buck is someone who cares so fucking much, no doubt about it, his compassion for others is endless. but he also goes for the things he wants and stands up for himself against things he doesn't tolerate.

[ssparksflyy]

my tears ricochet but its jason grace and his 'lover' that he cant be bothered to give attention to

"even on my worst day, did i deserve, babe all the hell you gave me? 'cause i loved you, i swear i loved you 'til my dying day" but its his lover knowing she wasnt perfect, but also knew she didnt deserve the way he treated her.

"i didn't have it in myself to go with grace and you're the hero flying around, saving face" but its his lover watching him be everybody else's hero and prioritizing people he hardly knew.

"and if i'm dead to you, why are you at the wake? cursing my name, wishing i stayed" but its his lover watching him at her funeral from elysium and seeing how pathetic he's acting, saying he misses her, as if he didnt once tell her in an argument she was the last thing on his mind at the time.

"you know i didn't want to have to haunt you but what a ghostly scene, you wear the same jewels that i gave you as you bury me" but it's the way he can't think of anything else but her, no matter how hard he tries, after she's gone. but it's the way that he had the audacity to wear the necklace he gave her when they started dating to the funeral.

"'cause when i'd fight, you used to tell me i was brave" but its their 'honeymoon phase' where he used to treat her as if she was the only person he'd ever care for.

"and i can go anywhere i want, anywhere i want, just not home" but it's the way he infiltrated her home that once adored her and made it all about him. the way camp half blood was once the only real home she ever knew, but now it wasn't. the way that jason once served as a home to her, only for a very short amount of time, but she was incapable of reaching that home as well.

"and you can aim for my heart, go for blood, but you would still miss me in your bones" but it's the way that he now realizes and regrets how much and badly he hurt her. the way she'll forever haunt him. the way he refuses to ever forgive himself and knows that apart of him died in shame that day.

"and i still talk to you (when i'm screaming at the sky)" but it's the way that when she was alive, his lover would beg all the gods for a way out. the way she wouldn't allow herself to leave but begged for the strength to continue fighting for his love that simply was no longer there.

"and when you can't sleep at night (you hear my stolen lullabies)" but its the way that jason can't stop replaying the one video he has of her singing by the campfire and the way he can't fall asleep without listening to it.

"you had to kill me, but it killed you just the same" but it's the way that jason could've saved her from dying, but chose to help another camper in need, thinking you'd just get hurt and would heal eventually. the way that decision is the reason why he can't get out of bed in the morning, the way that decision is what causes him to lose himself.

"you turned into your worst fears" but its the way that jason realizes that he's no better than his father, the man he hates most, for being so careless and heartless when it came to somebody who loved and adored him in a way nobody else could.

"look at how my tears ricochet" but it's jason grace and his lover who both lost themselves for each other, but at different times. one of those times, being far too late.

his lover died in battle against an invasion of monsters in the woods of camp half blood. jason saw here just minutes before she passed, knowing he couldve helped her, but instead decided to help the camper who was only a year younger than her and who's name he didnt know. he figured she'd be fine and accepted the fact she'd get hurt, but knew she would heal later. years later, he's still killing himself from within for being unable to answer the question, if he knew it all then, would he do it again?

[crystallizsch]

And here I am bringing yet another song that reminds me of ur ocs sigh... Well, kinda, more like a relationship your oc has with someone 😭

I do not want to force u to ship Yuuna and Riddle, let me just get this out of the way😔 In fact if you wanna use this you can use this was just Riddle's little unrequited love for Yuuna<3

Anyways enough😭 ok so one of my favorite singers, Laufey, released a song a while ago called Must be Love and it's just??? So Riddle?? Like it's very Riddle falling for Yuuna kinda thing...

Like especially these two parts... Yes it made me think of him because of the word "Wonderland" but listen!! It's so funny (and cute) to imagine people asking Riddle why he's so distracted and the reason being because he just can't help but be entranced by Yuuna🥺🥺 and the fact that he's so strict with himself and others and now he just acts so dumb and lovestruck because of them

ARHHHHGGG I HOPE IM MAKING SENSE

And then she rejects him😀 oh well

AARUGHH NOOO THAT'S SO CUTEEE

I GET YOU I GET WHAT YOU MEANNN

THE LYRICS ARE ALL SO RIDDLE

like any mild mention of yuuna or reminder of them would get him all unnecessarily flustered and defensive and he doesn't know why at first

and then he finally realizes "oh no" he like likes yuuna

You made a sappy stupid something out of me The kind I swore I'd never be

AUDSGHDSKJFLKD

ALSO SMALL TANGENT. THAT REMINDS ME OF THAT ONE SCENE IN BOOK 2 OF RIDDLE FIXING THE PREFECT'S TIE WHICH GOT ME INTO RIDOYUU IN THE FIRST PLACE

AND IT DIDNT HELP THAT THE MANGA ALSO MADE IT SO CUTE

(YUUNA DOESNT HAVE A TIE AHHH SO HE'S FIXING THEIR COLLAR INSTEAD)

RIDOYUU IS REAL (i am delusional)

okay anywaysss i kind of. did a small comic (+ some extra ramblings) of the confession under the cut ----

i’m still debating on whether i want riddle to already know hes gonna be rejected bc of a reality check from ace/deuce/grim

or if i want him to find out all by himself

because with the first one it’s a slow buildup and dread knowing the answer and when he finally receives the confirmation, riddle allows his heart to 100% break and finally come to terms that there isn’t going to be that kind of reciprocation from yuuna

for the LATTER, I want it to be like he mistook their friendliness as them undoubtedly having the same feelings, like he’s so certain about it. "they're acting this way towards me, so why not?? they'll give me a chance. I'll just make the first move" but he's still nervous, of course, but when he got rejected, it completely upended him because all of what he thought he had misinterpreted. of course he wouldn't blame yuuna for it, he would be more upset with himself for not being able to get it right and assuming in the first place

but EITHER WAY it's good good yummy angst

[triplecreature]

actually I'm kind of curious about this because it was a huge debate among my peers in my community

Clarifications under the cut:

The poster is in a public space where it is typical for everyday people to post things. It is not someone's private property or possession. Think piece of paper taped to a telephone pole, not sign in a storefront or in someone's yard.

The poster is not protected by law; you are very unlikely to face legal consequences for vandalizing it. Caveat: some peers have argued that it risks being socially consequential because an organization or demographic that you are a part of may be judged as intolerant/oppressive/disruptive/otherwise unpleasant if people witness your actions, and thus advocated against vandalism for fear of damaging your public image.

The poster is not an expensive or personal piece of artwork; it is a mass produced print on letter paper.

You are vehemently opposed to the message displayed on the poster, but it is an opinion that people are free to have in your country.

The 4th option refers to things like intentionally putting your own poster over top of the bad poster or otherwise making the bad poster harder to view; some people argued that targeting the poster for removal is out of line, but posting your own messages is an innocent action that you are well within your right to do (in this context, posters regularly eclipse each other as new ones are posted over top of outdated ones due to limited space)

The poster is part of a campaign; it's not unique. There are many postings of it across the community.

This is all assuming that the offending poster is not old and would typically not be considered fair game for pruning for quite some time, and that it is being specifically targeted for removal because of its message (rather than petty vandalism or because it's obstructive or damaged). E.g., if a poster is advertising an event happening on April 20th, it's typical to prune it after that date but not before.

Of course the situation that prompted the real life debate did involve a specific offending message, but I'm not going to specify what it was for now because I think it'll skew the results as people will just end up voting based on whether they like or dislike that message, which isn't the point of this. For this poll we are assuming that it IS a message that you are very opposed to; you can substitute in your own opinion that you have strong feelings about.

Please reblog for sample size!

[floorpancakes]

ok but im rly into the idea of till having a new era that brings the light back to his eyes and drives him forward if he gets to escape the arena. idk where he'd go from there but i want to see ivans sacrifice both haunt him and drive him to actually live his damn life after being the captured bird refusing freedom cause of mizi. once he knows she's alive with the resistance he might be able to actually experience other things and widen his world and if that happens and he puts his personal sense of rebellion towards the human cause OR settles into finding some other way to feel fulfilment that isn't a single person that could be deeply fascinating to me i think