#and you know what? fuck That Person too. they geniunely messed me up more than they helped me

[moonlit-orchid]

good evening to everyone except a certain few fucking anons

[tenok]

I need me some post-season 2 fanfics where Crowley gets friendly with humans and/or Muriel, but I have realy specific criterias nothing can fulfill, which is:

1) Crowley not being crying drunk mess (I don't mean he can't cry and drunk I mean it's not so bad that he need to be saved from it by human friends, blah blah blah) 2) Crowley having plenty of life outside of Aziraphale (like his hobbies and his demonic projects, etc) and tbh plenty of problems not connected to him too (like, living in his car not because Aziraphale didn't invite him in but because he's in fight or flight mode, etc), so it's not like "he needs to find who he is without Aziraphale" (he spend MOST of his life without Aziraphale, he's aware!!!) 3) Crowley doing things for Aziraphale and saving him etc not being treated as a problem and something he needs to grow out of, or somethig he needs demand appreciation for, but as somethinhg he choosed to do because he likes it, preferable as something he geniunely missing 4) Crowley not being mad at Aziraphale or wishing him ill and not treating this fight as how if it was the final one, forever, 6000 years friendship goes to bin, nothing to repair, etc, or at least gets over this soon 5) Nina and Maggie not "siding" with Crowley, not treating his as something where they need to pick a "side" at all, not fucking bashing Aziraphale, or at least get called out if they do it. Nina and Maggie treating Aziraphale as their friend, especially Maggie that knows him much much longer than Crowley 6) Nina and Maggie not treating this as if their human experiences and 6000 years of situationship filled with real fucking possibiity of being killed with ultimate final of killing each other in war anyway are the same and they absolutely gets this and also know what exactly Crowley and Aziraphale needs to do to fix it. Because humans are clever just like that you know. OR at least getting called out for this 7) Crowley not treating this friendship as if it was first time in his life he spoke with humans and they were kind to him and if he only knew he would've be total people person and not a grumpy grump that likes to hang out only with his best friend 8) Crowley remembering that a) his beloved right now up there alone with his abusers and probably having not a great time and no matter how bitter he is about fight it's something that bothers him (because you know when you love someone you don't want them to suffer) and b) second coming are looming and while heaven's 'soon" may be like thirty years from now it's still soon enough to start worring and preparing. OR being called out if he desides that nah he's not interested in saving humanity anymore because he had a fight with his boyfriend, sorry girls good luck in afterlife 9) Nina and Maggie (and everyone else) having characters, backstory and relationships outside of "Crowley's emotional support human", them not being perfect understanding mothering figures that never mess up, Crowley not being adorable kitten that does only endenearing things and never hurt them or piss them off 10) preferable with cameos from Anaphema, Newt, Tracy, The Them, Warlock, etc, but I know it's a lot to ask

Now it may seems like it's perfectly resonable list of things to expect from fanfic but I didn't see one. ONE. That would fill at least half of this checkboxes. And I don't mind other headcanons, you do you, but *I* can't "do" this!! I gave up on seeking this fics because it's that rare moment where this other headcanons not only rubs me wrong but goes from squicking to being triggering and it's not really something that gets tagged or warned you know?

Anyway it was more vent than question but if you saw this post and know a fic that can match description that I'm begging you drop the link

[wqk-k]

Obey Me Brother react to an idol!MC

 hi this is my first set of headcanons for the brothers  👉👈 i apologize if the brothers are ooc in this, though i tried my best jksajdufhj. i hope you enjoy!

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Warning(s): Cursing

Reader Pronouns: They/Them (4A)

Background: MC is a very popular idol in their world, best known for their impressive singing skills, music and the amount of rewards they have recieved because of their talents. Surprisingly, they aren’t only popular in their world, but in the Devildom and Celestial Realm as well.

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Lucifer

since lucifer didnt actually read who you were on the paper that had blown to his feet, he had no idea you were an idol at first

but after couple days at RAD, he noticed that random demons kept coming up to you in between classes and didnt leave until the next class started

most of them had come up to you with a pen and some paper asking for your autograph

he was just like ??? 

after a while of this happening luci decided to just ask you straight up why they were coming up to you like that and you had told him you were an idol back in the human realm

that explains it

he honestly doesnt mind

if people start hating on you in public, he’ll honestly just shoot them a death glare and it works

so damn well

he got too much pride to deal with those underlings

if you start working on music/mv projects that you left off on in the human realm (like shooting mv or singing) he will absolutely rent you a recording booth or fuck, even a whole ass theatre if you needed it

sometimes he likes to sit in the recording booth and listen to you sing for a bit before returning to his stacks of mammon’s bills 

v proud of you dont get him wrong

but he will make sure you’ve done all your homework first LMAO 🛌

Mammon

when mammon first found out you were an idol he started digging through boxes that had been in his closet

after what seemed like hours he finally found the box he was looking for and he started to dig through it

he pulled out an old camera that levi gave him a couple hundred years ago bc he said he didnt need it

mammon had the best idea ever, he could sell pictures of you to your fans for at least 10,000 grimm each.

surprisingly it worked

like really well

so well that you found out

you confronted him about it, saying that you find hella uncomfy with him snapping pictures of you at random times. not only that but it was an invasion of your privacy

despite him earning so much grimm, he agrees to stop but keeps some of the pictures to himself to look at when he misses you 

if you get hate in public he’ll turn into his demon form and scare the person away, maybe scaring you in the procees but apologizes right away if he does

if you start working on music/mv projects he’ll offer to help you shoot mvs or record you singing if you need the help

just make sure he gets some credit for helping you

but he genuinely thinks you look amazing in anything, like anything

you could be wearing a big bird cosplay and he’ll think you look breathtaking

gets you to model w him sometimes

Leviathan

wait you look really familiar

really really familiar

you almost look and sound like that one really popular human idol that hes simped for time and time again

wait

oh shit

v embarrassed when he finds out it is actually you and gets really nervous when hes talking to you

is the demon asking for your autograph

but you have no idea how much power you have over this man

you could tell him to come out of his room and he’d come out with ease, no protesting, no nothing

may ask you to record a ringtone for him for when he wakes up

even after months of you two knowing each other, he still gets flustered when you start talking to him with your stupid cute ass eyes and your perfect hair and your perfect voice and your perfect-

yeah you get the point AKJSDKLASFBG

if you get hate in public he will deadass growl at the person before escorting you to your favorite ice cream place

if you start working on music/mv projects he will be by your side 24/7

he wants to see the god/ess themselves at work

hes like your personal butler for the time youre working on the projects and its adorable

hes bby

Satan

when he finds out youre an idol he will 100% voulenteer to help you write lyrics for your next song

but besides that, like luci, he really doesnt mind

he hears some other demons talking shit about you after art class and he’ll be angy as usual, but after stomping off and accidentally bumping into you he just

turned into puddy??

idk what it was but it was something abt they way your hair was a lil messed up and looking at him like that wish a small embarrassed look

just wow

every ounce of anger just evaporated while you apologized over and over again because the face he was making made him look like he was angry for some reason 

when he snaps back into reality he says its cool but then asks if youd like to go to the library w him because honestly youre his safe haven now

sometimes he asks you to hum a tune for him when hes reading

if the demons start hating again, you may need to hold him back KJASNDJFG 

if you start working on music/mv projects, again, will voulenteer for helping with lyrics

if you already have the lyrics down he’ll review them and give constructive critisisim if needed

or he’ll just write every lyric himself and you can judge it after hes done

Asmodeus

is not surprised at all

hes actually heard some of your songs and damn id he doesnt have them on his “on repeat” playlist on devilfy

he thinks you have an outstanding voice, not only that but youre a gorgeous lookin thing

asmo likes to hit on you a lot because he likes to see that flustered look on your face but he would never over your boundaries

he wouldnt want to be over the internet bc he made one of the most praised artists in devildom (thats not even a demon) angry

asmo doesnt want to be cancelled yet JKSJKDGFUA

but seriously, he thinks youre amazing

like really amazing

there like no lust involved in his admiration for you he just geniunely thinks youre cool

but he does think you look amazing 24/7

will ask you to model things for him for devilgram

if you get hate in public, he’ll hold your hands and shower you with compliments and tells you to ignore them

if you start working on music/mv project he will insist on doing backup vocals or being a backup dancer

or like the head backup dancer or whatever theyre called

is like your personal stylist wherever you go as well

along with that he can also help you come up with a beat for your song if you need one, he is more than happy to help someone like you

Beelzebub

he honestly thinks youre really cool

asmo showed him one of your songs before and thought it sounded really catchy

not only that, you sounded beautiful, almost like you were actually from the celestial realm, consider him a fan

so when you showed up for the new exchange program he was surprised but got really giddy

was one of the demons who asked for your autograph

you gave him a sweet smile after he asked and he just- melted

man down man down

will want to spend lost of time with you and take you to ristorante six on fridays as his treat

you usually end up paying though which he feels really guilty about but you tell him its fine

youre an idol who is loaded to the chest, youve got nothing to lose KLSKADJHF

if you get hate in public he’s also the type to death glare but people dont really hate on you in public when youre w him bc he has a naturally scary aura

lowkey thought you wouldnt like him at first :(

if you start working on mv/music projects he’ll start cooking you meal and making sure you get enough water

will absolutely cook your favorite meal- or any meal in fact- if you request it

if you dont request anything he’ll just wing it and make something he think you’ll like kjskdhsf

Belphegor

couldnt care less  🧍

he thinks your voice is pretty nice tho

hears beel listening to your music once and agrees w him on you having a really nice voice

lowkey sing him to sleep

like its super cute

plus he thinks youre gorgeous?? like wow you rlly pretty

once tried rubbing your face bc he thought you were wearing makeup but when nothing came up on his thumb he muttered a small “wow” and hugged you

it was the cutest thing ever ohmy god KJSJDSIF

ever since that day hes obtained a habit of rubbing your face when he finds you stunning or at random moments

if you get hate in public he will literally murder the person?? but in like an alleyway or something

he’ll say something like “wait here” and walks toward a dark area to do his thang

when he comes back he’s covered in this red shit and you worry for him but he just glosses over it and takes you into a pillow shop LMAO

he is v protective over you

if you start working on mv/music projects he’ll occasionally help out but most of the time he’s sleeping so he doesnt really care 

sometimes he’ll give beat/lyric suggestions or help flim the mv but thats it  🧍  

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[kanohivolitakk]

Since its 3Hs anniversary some really cool things I like about the game that aren’t talked about enough because the fandom is too busy arguing who is right and who is wrong

The worldbuilding just. 3H has honestly one of my favorite fictional settings. Its just both expansive but also genuinely interesting. I have spent HOURS thinking about the world and made so many ocs its not even funny. I love thinking about the setting of the game so much.

I LOVE the puzzle like way the game explains its world and story. Like I know some people don’t like it because it makes the game a bit too convoluted but personally? I LOVE 3Hs way of not telling everything but rather giving hints and clues the player has to piece themselves. It makes the games world feel more interactive and feels so satisfying. Then again I enjoy that kind of approach to worldbuilding

In general I love 3hs fragmented story and the way how the story is placed in many different fragments. It is geniunely rewarding to replay the game from another storypath and notice the foreshadowing Would’ve the story been probably better had it been just one storypath? Honestly yes. But 3h is ambitious and one of the ways it is is with its fragmented story structure.

The structure of White Clouds is criminally underrated honestly and gets way more hate than it deserves. I love how the first few chapters set up the world of Fodlan and show injustices/conflicts of the world with chapters like the chapter where you face off Lonato for instance. Then the next few chapters are spend in deepening the mysteries such as the conspiracy against the church and the mystery regarding TWSITD. Then Jeralt dies and the last few chapters are spent as “beginning of the End” so to speak, as things clears to the intense climax.

On related note I LOVE how the game handles perspective and how the lords are the respective ways we view the story. I know so many people say “WHite Clouds is same on all paths” but I do feel that’s kinda the point. The story is the same but there are differences that come from the way each of the lords is strongly characterized and has different values, worldviews. The subtle changes on what are focused on in each route also foreshadow what will be focused on each route, which I think is super cool.

Even beyond the lords and routes the game does explore the idea of perspective well. I do think 3h has this very “everyone is the hero of their own story” type of approach to perspective and it shows it well. Each character believes they’re in the right and you can get this view that they view themselves as right. Even Agarthans who are the designated villains have this sense they think they’re in right and that the Nabateans were evil.

The way how games routes being divided into having a different focus is very cool. I love how AM is a smaller scale personal tragedy, how CF is a battle of ideals and how VW explores the world and reveals deeper mysteries. I also love how all of these are related to the lords ideals and worldviews: Dimitri is the most conflicted of the lords so he gets the most characterfocused story focused on . Edelgard is the most ideologically driven so her path focuses on her ideals and battle of wills against Rhea. Claude is the one who is the most freespirited and wants to know the truth so his route focuses on revealing the mysteries.

Also the way the houses characters reflect their respective routes storyline and central themes: Black Eagles are nobles that have conflicting relationships with nobility reflecting Edelgards goal, Blue Lions are all united with the trauma of Tragedy of Duscur, and Golden Deer are a house of misfits who give this “ragtag group who will save the universe with POWER OF FRIENDSHIP and this cool gun I found” vibes which fit the route PERFECTLY

I LOVE how the game plays with and subverts a lot of Fire Emblem tropes. While it does play some tropes straight (dad death and evil cult manipulating behind the scenes) it does do a lot to break from series conventions and playing with ideas to make a more ambitious story. The way it either subverts expectations (The evil emperor being female well intended extremist, Rhea being the Gharnef/Medeus instead of the Nyna archetype she’s presented as), twists familiar tropes to their natural extreme (Dimitris arc is basically the natural extreme end of stereotypical FE lord) and other similar things make the game feeling so planned out, like the writers understood FE stories and wanted to make something that challenges FE while still feeling like it.

The way how every major player acts as foil/pararell to another player is so GOOD. Every faction leader can be compared to the other somehow and that just makes the game SOOOO fun to analyze, trying to find all the similarities and differences and pararells is so rewarding.

A more specific example on this is how i love how the game plays with the idea of holy/sacred weapons. While normally these weapons are artifacts from goddess that defeat dragons, here the holy weapons are bones made from dragons and just???? HOW METAL IS THAT????????? It’s just such a neat way to subvert the idea of sacred weapons. Rather than being blessed creations of the goddess, they are weapons of destruction made by the villains.

I ADORE THE GAMES science fiction elements. I know people say they feel out of place but personally, they make the game memorable for me. I still remember the first time I saw that scene with nukes. I especially love the heavy implication that Sothis isn’t a goddess but rather a powerful alien. It makes her character much more interesting

I know a lot of people don’t like Agarthans but can I just say their backstory being “forced to hide after their land got conquered and desiring it back” making them a dark mirror not just 3h lords/Rhea but FE lords as whole is SO FUCKING METAL. This is what I mean with 3H writers knowing their tropes like back of their hand.

I love how in Part 1 sometimes you’d talk to two characters in Monastery at once instead of just one. It’s something I miss in part 2 honestly.

I love the small sidequests such as the fishing tourney and White Heron cup and wish Part 1 had more of them, it would’ve made the school part feel more alive.

I LOVE how some missions (esp paralogues) have subgoals that you can clear to get better rewards. I wish the game had been more clear with them or even made them main goals of maps sometimes.

I LOVE THE WAY Paralogues act as small gaiden stories that show more of the games world and characters. Its a neat way to let the sidecharacters shine and reveal some neat secrets of the games world and story.

The gameplay loop is honetly fun and satisfying. It is rewarding and while it gets tiring towards the end overall its a good gameplay loop.

I ADORE the aesthetic of Shambhala. Its just so sleek and sinister. The cyrillic letters spelling different words is so cool. Shambhala is my favorite map in the game and the aesthetic is a big reason why.

The games soundtrack is so good!!!!!!!!!!  But not only that I LOVE the way its electro elements subtly hint of Agarthans being in control behind the scenes. This is especially cool in Road to Dominion where the electro parts are barely noticeable yet present. but other tracks have subtle electro vibes as well.  The other way the games music tells the story (such as use of leitmotifs or how the monastery music changes once Jeralt dies) is great as well.

I love how 3h can be read as an allegory for reformation era and reneissance. Its such an interesting way to read the games events and compare it to a real historical periods there’s quite a bit of f

In general I ADORE the cultural references of the game. There’s surprisingly lot of way the games world is based on real life and the details are just *chefs kiss*

THE GAME IS DENSE WITH THEMATIC IDEAS. Besides the perspective the game tackles ideas of how trauma can affect a persons psyche and worldview  (as well how a persons trauma affects the way they interact with the world which in turn can affect the world as well), grief, societal values, historical revisiniosm and so much more. The game tackles SO MANY topics in an interesting manner, it is thematically just as dense as it is storywise as well.

I also love how the games thematic parts work in harmony with the story rather than one overshadowing with the other. Its super refreshing honestly where a games themes and story are both rich and I don’t have to pick one over the other.

Lastly I ADORE the games central message (or at least what I see as the central message anyway): The world’s fucked up and most people want to fix it, but what they deem fixing differs and because of that they go into conflict or outright war rather than trying to find a common ground. Everyone wants a better world but no one can agree what a better world truly means  so they fight over it. It was a theme that not only resonates with my personal values but also hit me REALLY hard when I first played it as it’s a theme that I found incredibly relevant and reflective of our own world during the time I played the game for the first time.

So yeah. I made this post since there’s SO MUCH neat things about the game, its gameplay and story that sadly get swept under the rug in favor of either arguing  which lord was right/wrong or complaining how the game is an unfinished, rushed and overambitious mess. Is 3h perfect? Hell no. But it’s a game that I hold near and dear to my heart and does genuinely SO MANY THINGS RIGHT, I’m sad no one talks about the genuine strengths the game has anymore, instead just complaining.

I’m not even joking when I say that 3h should be up there as heralded as one of the best, most ambitious and complex JRPGs alongside Xenogears, the first Xenoblade game, Suikoden and Trails series as whole along other such games. Its a shame the games reputation is less like those games and more like Persona 5s where everyone focuses more on its flaws and the fans being annoying than the fact the game does geniunely A LOT right. It’s just that good, ambitious game I love so much.

[hcywards]

comfort crowd — jj maybank

summary: jj maybank just needed someone around

words: 1.6k+

t/w: kissing, swearing, death and murder references, underage drinking, drug use, implied sex

note: gracie posting about someone other than jj? whats that, i dont know her

This hurt that I’m holding’s getting heavy

But I’mma keep a smile on my shoulders ‘til I’m sweaty

Begging on my knees

Screamin’, someone come help me

But by the time that they’re there

I’ve already hid the body

     “I was gonna kill him, Y/N, I swear I was gonna do it!” the boy stood inside the hot tub cried, his voice broken and his eyes wide. Tears streamed down his cheeks in a waterfall of anger, sadness and all of the words between. “I held a gun to his head — a fucking gun, Y/N!”

     “JJ, it’s okay,” she tried to soothe, stripping herself of her shorts and shirt and stepping into the hot tub with him. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders, resting her head against his and feeling the cold wetness of where his tears had been running. He shuddered in her grasp, arms wrapping around her waist weakly as he cried into her hair. She ran her fingers over his bare skin in soothing patterns, but that only made him sob more; Y/N’s heart hurt a thousand times more, because it was the comfort he wasn’t used to, the comfort he needed.

     “No, it’s fucking not, Y/N.” he mumbled. “I could’ve killed him — that makes me so much worse than him. I just— I just can’t take it anymore.”

     “JJ, it’s okay. You didn’t do it, that’s what matters, alright?” she whispered. “We’ll run away to Yucatan, yeah? You won’t have to use the gun, and your dad’ll never find us. Think about how calm we’ll be, JJ.”

     He nodded, taking a deep breath. He knew what she was doing. This was what she always did when she wanted him to calm down. They’d been talking about Yucatan since they were kids, when they thought that running away would bring them a better life; they knew different, now, but that didn’t matter, because all JJ needed was to hear her voice.

     And Yucatan with Y/N sounded incredible — even though they’d undoubtedly die if they went with as little money as they had now, it would be the time of his life, because she was his best friend, his rock, and she could make everything and anything seem fine.

     That was one of the many reasons why he was absolutely, head-over-heels in love with her — she was the only one who could calm him down when he got like this. She was the one he called, the one who’s window he climbed through at three in the morning, the one who could see the second something had happened and the one who wasn’t afraid to come and pick him up and take him back to her place if she felt even slightly suspicious his dad had lashed out again.

My breath’s getting short and I’m unsteady

Wellin’ up in tears as I lay upon your belly

Tellin’ you I’m fine

I don’t really need nobody

But you say through a sigh

That I said that lie already

     “Okay,” he let out after a moment, raising a hand from her waist to wipe a tear away from his cheek. “Okay, I’m fine, you can—” His voice broke, a dead giveaway that he was lying, but he continued on anyway, not wanting to be any more of a burden than he already was. He already had a suspicion that she was growing tired of his constant calling, and he didn’t know what he’d do if she told him she didn’t want to be his person anymore— “You can go home, go to sleep.”

     She shook her head, looking up at him with a knowing expression swimming in her big eyes. His throat constricted just looking at her, knowing he was stupid for ever thinking he could lie to her. “JJ, you’ve told me that a million times before. I’m not going home, okay?”

     He smiled gratefully, despite the guilt pooling in his gut, and lead her to sit down on the seat of the hot tub with him, unsure whether it was the steam turning to water or tears on his face. 

     “Thank you,” he whispered, and Y/N could only not, too busy trying not to cry at the sencerity and shock and the plethora of other emotions she could hear in his weak, raspy voice.

     “Always, JJ,” she soothed, grabbing a champagne flute and downing the whole thing before handing another to JJ, who took it gratefully.

     This was a tradition for the two — JJ would cry, show her her bruises, she’d hug him, calm him down, and then they’d get drunk and high off of their asses so that they could forget. Sure, it might not’ve been a healthy way to deal with it, but it worked, and that was all that they needed.

I just needed company now

Yeah, I just needed someone around

Yeah, I don’t care what song that we play

Or mess that we make

Just company now

Comfort crowd

Comfort crowd

     Y/N was JJ’s biggest comfort, there was no doubt in anyone’s mind about that. As they sat there, smoking, drinking, crying and laughing, with some unheard of song playing in the background, it was pretty obvious. The contrast between how he’d felt twenty minutes ago and how he felt then was immense, and it wasn’t just the drugs doing that to him.

     Somehow, she managed to take the pain out of his heavily bruised ribs, the pounding out of his head, the stabbing out of his heart and the self doubt out of his brain, all just by being there, and he was certain he’d either be dead, in jail or a murderer if he’d never met her.

     She laughed at something, and he grinned, putting an arm around her shoulders and sipping some more champagne. The sound of her laughter made him forget why she was even there, and, wanting to hear it again, he joked: “You know, this’d feel great if we were skinny dipping.”

     She laughed again, feeling drunk already as she slurred out: “Shut up, JJ.”

     JJ threw his hands up in defence. “What? It would!”

     She howled at that, taking his hand and pulling his arm around her bare shoulders again, resting her head back on his skin and smiling at him.

     “I love you, J, do you know that?” she asked, and JJ couldn’t hear a single hint of it not being the truth in her voice, causing a grin to break out on his face. “You don’t deserve any of this.”

     “Of course you love me, Y/N, I’m irresistible,” he managed to get out without breaking down at her words, the words he so wished he could hear from his father.

     “I’m being serious, JJ,” she stated, and his joking grin slipped to a geniune, happy smile.

     He nodded. “I know, and I love you too, Y/N.”

We rot, thinkin’ lots about nothing

Yeah, I could spend a lifetime

Sitting here talkin’

And even if I cry all over your body

You don’t really mind

Say you like your shirt soggy

     “Hey, do you reckon plants feel emotions?” JJ asked suddenly, looking up at the dark sky, framed perfectly by the soft yellow lights strung across the trees. “Like, because they’re alive, and everything.”

     Y/N pondered for a moment, grinning at the question. “No, but did you know that the smell of cut grass is the grass telling the other grass to save itself? Also, do you think pigeons are real?”

     JJ snorted at that, “Uh, yeah, duh.” Y/N just shrugged, smiling and awaiting another weed-fuelled question. It never came, though — instead, JJ pressed his lips onto her forehead softly, before she cupped his jaw in her hands and pulled his lips to meet hers.

     She wasn’t sure what this was. It could’ve been him seeking comfort in a friend, it could’ve been alcohol, or weed. It could’ve been his less than normal mental state, or his emotions raging, but she knew she liked it. And, judging by the way he so eagerly kissed her back, pulling her onto his lap and gripping her by the waist, he liked it, too.

Yeah, I just needed company now

Yeah, I just needed someone around 

Yeah, I don’t care what song that we play

Or mess that we make

Just company now

Comfort crowd

Comfort crowd

     Y/N stayed at his house overnight, having moved from the hot tub to the bedroom at some point. Her head pounded as she woke up, a stark reminder of the many bottles of champagne they’d had that night, but she laughed when she saw JJ walk in to his bedroom with a pained expression contorting his features at the headache he was obviously also experiencing. His hair was all over the place, and there were now red hickeys mixed in with the bruises coating his chest, but, despite how bad he looked, he managed a grin.

     “Yeah, you don’t look too great yourself, princess,” he responded jokingly, passsing her a glass of water which she took gratefully, swallowing down the pill he’d handed alongside it.

     She stood up to get dressed, stumbling into him on shaky legs as she did so, causing another laugh to erupt from the boy. She started laughing, too, resting her head on her shoulder and wrapping her arms around him. He hugged her back, and, unlike the hug they’d shared only a few hours prior, this one was happy, both laughing rather than crying.

We mess around

And laugh too loud

And make the sounds

We try to hide when people are around

By blood we’re bound

Through ups and downs

Through smiles and pouts

Comfort crowd

You can always count on

     “Thank you for being here, Y/N,” he said once their laughter had finally subsided, and she grinned into his shoulder — the shoulder she’d been biting into less than six hours ago.

     “Of course, JJ,” she responded. “You’re my best friend.”

     “You don’t understand how much I love you, Y/N.”

     “I think I do, JJ.”

Yeah, I just needed company now

Yeah, I just needed someone around

Yeah, I don’t care what song that we play

Or mess that we make

Just company now

Comfort crowd

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[msuhana]

heeyoo everyone ! i’m ume ( 21+, she/her, pst! ) and this is my first muse here ! i’ve been eyeing this place for a while but only got enough time recently to really be able to join so i’m supes excited to be here !!! anyway enough with the ice-breaker-esque intro, this is hana  🖤  ( yves fc ) and she’s quite the pain in the ass bc she has quite the longest stick in her ass lmfao! her profile is right here, but it’s ridiculously long ( not that this isn’t ridiculously long but wtv ) so if you don’t want to get a headache .... mb read the below deets first ? i’d reaaaaaaaally love to plot with everyone, i’d much prefer it over twitter (@nagisasgf) or via discord ( feel free to ask! ) rather than tumblr dms, if possible. but if you’d also like to plot, feel free to like this and i’ll zoom by for some one on one time ! 🤪🤪🤪

TW WARNINGS CHILD ABUSE, VIOLENCE, BLOOD, NSFW

meet cho hana 

again, cho hana: 21 y/o ( 11/11/98 ), toseong senior majoring in transfiguration, minor in herbology

she’s also in these clubs: chess club (co-president), debate club, and herbology club!

her mother chose her clubs and her major, hana chose her minor and the herbology club

born and raised in seoul, south korea! she’s also a mahoutokoro graduate

she was a ‘accident’, her father is severely out of the picture to the point that hana doesn’t even know his name / whereabouts or questions about him because her mother never told her about him at all and hana just accepted it ( aka her mother has a very tight reign on hana’s life )

speaking of her mother, her mother is a famed auror who fell from grace when she got pregnant with hana

because of her pregnancy with hana, she had to retire early and thus dedicated her entire life making sure hana didn’t make the same mistakes she did and was just as smart, talented and envied as ahyoung had been

this makes for a very restrained childhood, where all hana knew was studying, studying and more studying

also if it isn’t obvious, hana has serious mommy issues to the point that she’s disillusioned herself into thinking everything is okay when it’s not

( TW FOR CHILD ABUSE )

whenever her mother was displeased with something, she’d physically abuse hana -- it began when hana would get things wrong, if she didn’t get the right grades or failed to make the top of her class but then it started to extend to embarrassing her mother by saying or doing the wrong things

( END TW )

it’s pretty bad because hana thinks, still, if she works hard enough she can somehow gain her mother’s love 

ever since she was young, hana was conditioned to strive for the best, because she was ‘cho ahyoung’s daughter’ she could do it, to the point that it not only inflated hana’s ego, it also really fucked up her self-esteem and how she she’s her own self-worth

a lot of people think she’s a ‘genius’ or ‘prodigy’ because of her academic history but she’s literally the opposite, she works way too hard for her grades but her mother wants her to pretend she’s a genius because she thinks it’s embarrassing that her own daughter isn’t a natural-born genius like she is

i, hana

this bitch has Big Tsun vibes if you know it you know it 🤪

like she’ll geniunely care but she’s also HEAVES BIG SIGH BC ???? WHY ??? WHAT ARE THESE FEELINGS ???

she’s such a priss, and she knows it -- that’s why i say she has a stick up her ass bc she does

she’s definitely not a wild card, she’s very by the book, rules and all, sure -- she tries not to fault people if they’re not the same as her but if you go out of your way to be stupid, you’ll be getting an ear-full

probably the most put-together person you know, organized, meticulous, looks like she has her life all together? yeah that’s cho hana

her outfits of choice are hot librarian chic, if you must know -- yes, she owns sweater vests and layers her clothes, and yes she thinks they’re sexy

she’s not mean, but she’s also not unreasonably nice off the gate ???? she’s just really civil and mutual ??? mostly she’ll fake smile at you but in her head she’s like ‘i’m with stupid’ 

no, but if you’re really dumb / do something really dumb she’ll call you out on it without filter

she’s a very type-A personality, but she wasn’t always like this. if anything, she was made to be this way and it kind of stuck. she carries around a planner ( no, not those bullet journal crap ) an actual planner with real dates, a to-do list and scheduled sessions written for almost every minute of every day. if she loses this, she’ll practically shut down

hana doesn’t love control, she needs it -- if anything, without it, she can get a little antsy, so much that it kind of fucks with her fragile ego ( you can thank her mother for the need to be in control bc her mother literally controls every aspect of her life )

if she’s upset, she’ll probably grin through it before quickly excusing herself to go throw vases at the walls or tear flowers to shreds in the greenhouse

if you need someone to critically tear down your confidence and dish reality’s terrible news to you, hana’s probably the person you need

you can probably find hana in 3 places if she’s not in her dorm: studying in the library, crying in the greenhouse, or smoking at the pool of universe

she’s praised as some kind of genius or prodigy, but hana thinks it’s more of an insult than a compliment because she's neither. she won’t deny it but you can probably instantly see the way her demeanor changes towards you when you call her either of those things

this bitch should go on jeopardy with all the useless information she keeps on hand from all her studying, tbh. like she’d be leading a normal conversation with her friends, and if it’s remotely related, she’d randomly insert it into the conversation as if it was something normal like asking about the weather.

not one to go out looking for trouble, but much like a vulture – she follows it. perhaps it’s her desire to be praised, to feel needed, whatever – but in her group of friends, could probably be seen as the moral compass, if not, the person who’s cleaning up everyone’s messes ( or holding their hair while they puke their guts out )

needed connects

childhood friends who know how hana’s mom is, and all the stress she puts on her ( but not the bad things that happen at home ) and try to help her through her issues but hana’s like ‘no, it’s not your problem, it’s okay’ but this friend won’t give up because they hate to see hana so stressed and sad and frustrated and just want the best for her!!!!

give her friends who want to loosen her up because she’s literally so fuCKING RIGID, she needs to live a little but hana is literally like fuck that shit i need to study my ass off or else i’ll lose my place ( but really she’d probably not lose her place, she’s just delusional )

ppl she can actually break down in front of bc she feels stress keeping up w everyone’s expectations of who she is and she’s kind of SIck of pretending to be this Perfect Person but she keeps it up bc it’s better than hearing the nasty things about her

give me a good tension-filled rivals plot, this bitch is honestly so hyper-competitive it’s ridiculous, we’d just love someone to go ‘chill tf out you bitch, but oh yeah look how i steal rank 1 from you’

TOSEONG SENIOR PREFECT LOCKED ! so, hana worked extra hard junior year in order to get senior prefect ( or even head girl ) but since she got neither, hana is a) pissed and b) bitter because now she has her mother breathing down her neck for not getting either positions, but her mother’s wrath adds even more : ) unnecessary : ) stress and that stress : ) gets unreasonably taken out on that toseong senior prefect

exes who couldn’t keep up with her -- hana always puts her relationships second to her academic priorities and it comes to a point where she’ll put studying/getting ahead before hanging out with her significant other, and it has always been this way ; she’s also just never able to properly put her feelings into proper words so she’s always just ... Repressed 

someone give her a love where she ALMOST threw everything away for but at the last minute didn’t -- OR BETTER YET she was so ready to do it but the s/o was like Sike! and she was left devastated and her already vulnerable feelings got even worse to the point that she closed herself off

HERBOLOGY CLUB MEMBER LOCKED ! ( could be a junior year or above! ) hana wasn’t always in the herbology club, but she joined her sophomore year after a brush of fate. after getting really bad results on her DADA exam, and fearing what her mother would say/do, she finds solace in the greenhouse ( she’s been there several times bc of her minor and finds it empty at certain hours ) and begins ripping up the plants. your muse can find hana and scold her / console her / etc. but somehow the interaction ends with your muse convincing hana to join the herbology club 

( TW NSFW )

someone pls fuck her against a bookcase, just a thought

rivals but fwb ( can also be paired with the connect from above! )

( END TW )

hana secretly smokes. she doesn’t fault anyone who does, hana just thinks it’s a bad habit for herself and if her mother knew, she knew she’d never hear the end of it. so, enter your muse either they found her while they themselves were looking for a smoke or just happened upon her -- either way they found out hana smokes and it can end in either a ) hana doesn’t give a shit and ends up having smoking dates with them or b ) hana fucking fears for her life and exchanges something in order for you to keep your mouth shut

( TW ABUSE, VIOLENCE )

PRE-ESTABLISHED FRIENDS PLOT REQ ! but your muse mistakenly walks in on hana and her mother in the middle of a heated argument. you finally see hana being the submissive person you Don’t know her to be and in the nick of time you see her mother slap the shit out of her. you try to talk to hana but don’t know what to say -- shockingly enough -- you don’t need to say anything because hana just breaks down and it kind of just makes sense. from there, your muse will probably be the only person hana goes to about her mommy issues, especially when hana’s mom makes her ‘surprise’ visits to campus to check up on her

( END TW )

hana isn’t a bad drinker, if anything -- she’s pretty good at keeping her alcohol in check. however, you aren’t -- so here she is, holding your hair, holding your arm, or helping you back to your dorm room. either way, she’s here to take care of you and in the morning, lecture you for your almost alcohol intoxication scare

as top of her class, hana isn’t unfamiliar to tutoring others, if anything, a lot of her professors actually ask her to do so -- pairing her with several of their students at one time. maybe you’re one of the students she tutors?

someone who envies how well hana does in school, and is constantly praised for it -- maybe hates her for it? idk -- something spicy i guess or going so far to say how easily it comes to hana and kind of undermines the hard work hana actually does and hana either takes it or blows up at them for it bc that shit is annoying as fuck

toseong house cute plots bc hana isn’t really all that cute but like she tries ... she wants affection but won’t go out of her way to ask for it??? bitch has problems i swear

toseong house not so cute plots ( could also be relevant to any not from toseong ) who are just sick of hana’s genius bullcrap and want to take her down a notch !!!!! my ass heavily wanting this bc who doesn’t love a muse in pain / agony ; could also apply as a rivals / hate plot idk 

( TW BLOOD )

HEALING MAJORS LOCKED ! your muse catches hana in the middle of her rage episodes. she unceremoniously is wreaking havoc somewhere and ends up breaking glass to the point that she ends up bleeding. your muse chances upon her -- sees that she’s bleeding and offers to patch her up. whether or not she fesses up to why she ended up this way, can be determined!

( END TW )

[writehardwhumpharder]

OC Drabble - Nick faints from low blood sugar

Quick rant: Ugh, I live right in the middle of town, totally urban area, and yet my wifi thinks I'm in the fucking mountains or something. I'd probably post more fics if it didn't take me at least 2 or 3 tries just to get tumblr to actually post anything. And each time I have to rewrite the tags and title and stuff.

They were all in the same boat here -- well, airship -- but Nick felt like he was struggling more than everyone else seemed to be. They crash landed in the desert four days ago, and only packed enough emergency food for two. So now the whole team, Nick, Leah, and Dylan, moped around the beat up ship waiting for someone to come save them. Leah was still hard at work trying to fix the main control board, how she had the energy to do it he had no idea. There was plenty of water on the ship so they weren't in any real danger, but somehow that thought didn't fill the empty void in his stomach.

"Nick, come over here and hold the wrench for me." Leah called from behind a heap of metal. Nick's entire body protested the idea but he dragged himself to his feet and shuffled over to her. The least he could do was sit there and hold some tools.

"I'm starving." Dylan groaned as he walked onto the bridge. "I've searched this place top to bottom and there's nothing, nothing!" He said, being his usual melodramatic self. Leah sighed.

"I told you two days ago that we had depleted the ship's food reserves. I checked the entire cargo log and-"

"Yeah, yeah, I know." He muttered, flopping down into a cushioned seat and closing his eyes. Nick was a little jealous. He wanted nothing more than to sleep. He didn't feel like he could do much more than that anyway. Leaning against the ship's control panel, holding various tools while Leah messed around inside, Nick tried to get his sluggish brain to think of anything other than food. Or their lack of it.

His stomach cramped suddenly and he groaned in pain. Nick was pretty sure his intestines were eating themselves at this point and that's why they hurt so god damn much. Stifling a moan, Nick wrapped his free arm tight around his middle and waited for it to pass.

"If you're hungry, go drink some water." Leah said. Anger welled up inside Nick at the sheer ridiculousness of that statement. Even the hot broth Dylan made last night did little to ease any of their hunger. Nick got up and pretended to go grab some anyway. He really planned on just going to his quarters and not coming back. As much as he knew he should be helping, he didn't want his team members to see him like this. The narrow hallway swirled around dizzily like it sometimes did when he had too much to drink and he found himself banging his right shoulder on the hall as he staggered every couple steps. Maybe the hallway was slanted from the crash, he wondered, yeah that must be it.

"I swear to god, if someone doesn't come rescue us soon..." Nick said to himself as he more or less fell down on top of his bed.

"You'll what?" Dylan asked from the doorway.

"You followed me? Seriously? Go away, I'm sleeping." Nick made a show of turning his back to Dylan as he pulled a thin blanket over himself.

"Well, actually. I was kinda worried about you... You look... bad." He said quietly, knowing how Nick wouldn't like acknowledging the poor state he was in. Though he was too tired to get geniunely annoyed.

"Oh yeah? Look in the mirror." His voice was muffled slightly by his pillow. Dylan stayed where he stood in the doorway, watching him.

"I'm serious. You look like you're about to pass out or something. We all feel pretty bad right now, but you..." He trailed off. Dylan had the terrible suspicion that Nick wouldn't tell them if something was really wrong with him because everyone was hungry and he didn't want to complain.

"Hence why I'm laying down, asshole," Nick's breath caught in his throat as another sharp pain shot through his stomach, "Leave me alone." Nick growled, his voice strained. Dylan didn't take it personally, Nick always got grumpy when he was hungry, and right now they were a couple days past that. Once Dylan's footsteps retreated into the hallway Nick sighed then wrapped an arm tight around his stomach as his intestines twisted into knots. Why did he have to skip breakfast before this mission?

A few hours passed before Nick gave up on sleeping entirely. The hunger just wouldn't let him. He pushed himself to his feet shakily and not a second later the emergency alarm started blaring. This loudness alone was enough to inspire an instant headache. Nick buttoned up his shirt in an effort to not look like total crap and staggered toward the bridge. Despite how weak he felt, he managed a light jog, using the wall for support. The alarm only seemed to get louder as he approached the bridge, the sound echoeing around the oddly shaped room. By the time Nick reached the control panel where Leah was working the alarm abruptly shut off and a sharp ringing pierced his ears in its absence. Dylan got there at about the same time he did and the two made confused eye contact.

"What's going on?" He asked, out of breath. The short jog left Nick incredibly winded.

"Sorry. The alarm was triggered automatically after I got the power back on. The ship is just now reading the damage from the crash." Leah said from behind the control panel. She'd been working on it almost nonstop for the last four days and sagged visibly from exhaustion once it was finally done. Nick stepped past her, checking their communication equipment. If the base didn't get their distress signal he would need to tell them their location. The radio crackled to life but they were met with empty static. Nick started repeating a brief statement about their status over and over again until someone from their base responded.

Well, saying they responded would be generous. The warbled sound of a women's voice came through in choppy pieces, bits of whatever she was saying getting cut off every few seconds. Nick put his finger down on a button and a little red light turned on to let him know that they were transmitting. He repeated the statement a couple more times before giving up. They just had to hope that someone could track their location and come get them, preferably soon.

A wave of dizziness washed over Nick's body, leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. He leaned forward on the control panel heavily, closing his eyes. He tried to take a deep breath, letting his head fall forward. When that didn't help he put his elbows down on the raised console to better steady himself.

"Guys, are you really, like, 100% sure that there's nothing left to eat?" Nick said, his voice sounding weak and far away. Dylan looked up at him, his eyes going wide at how pale he had gotten in the past few seconds.

"We split the rations evenly, stop complaining. There's no food and whining won't-"

"Shut up, Leah!" Dylan snapped in concern.

Nick's vision swam and blurred out of focus. He tried to blink it away but everything around him only got fuzzier.

"Ni- you, can- you, hear m-" the sound of Dylan's voice came to him from some long tunnel, the words fading in and out. His brain tried to pick apart the question but everything was out of order. Nick was dimly aware of his his arms going slack as he fell forwards, hitting his head on the control panel, hard. Leah winced at the sound his skull made on impact, quickly moving to grab him under the arms before he got the chance to then smack his head on the metal floor too. His eyes fluttered for a moment before rolling back completely and Leah struggled to gently lower him to the ground. Nick had gone completely limp in her arms and crumpled down to the floor in a graceless heap. Dylan was by his side in an instant.

"Nick, hey, wake up." Dylan slapped at his cheek, noting the trace of blood on his forehead. A quick glance at the controls confirmed a matching red spot where his head had hit. While Dylan hovered over Nick's face Leah grabbed one of his wrists and felt his pulse, ever the practical one.

"His pulse is a little too fast. And I'm worried about his head." Leah informed. Dylan gave her a "no shit" look and felt the spot at the top of Nick's forehead which was already beginning to swell.

Nick groaned suddenly, twitching his head. The movement must have hurt because his eyes closed even tighter as he grimaced. Dylan tried calling his name again, touching his face gently.

Nick's eyes opened slowly and stopped at about halfway. They were unfocused and lazily trailing around the ceiling above him.

"Can you hear me? Come on Nick look at me!" Dylan demanded. He wasn't too worried about the fact that he fainted from low blood sugar. It was the fainting AND the head-slamming.

"Nngghhh." Nick made some sort of noise which was neither a yes or a no. He tried to focus his eyes on Dylan which only made him feel dizzy and nauseous. "Aghh." He moaned in pain. His body which was completely boneless a second ago was suddenly tense as Nick curled in on himself in what was, unmistakably, the fetal position. He looked so vulnerable like that with his arms wrapped tightly around his torso. The hollowness in Nick's stomach bit at him again. Someone tried to nudge a glass of water in his direction but Nick didn't dare to move when he was in so much pain.

"It might help." Leah said, her voice as kind and soft as it ever got.

"I don't want any- f-fucking water." Nick said through clenched teeth.

"Hang in there buddy," Dylan said. He only called him 'buddy' when he was somehow sick or injured. Which, now that he thought about it, happened way too often. "I'm sure someone will come for us soon."

Nick suddenly became aware of the fact that he was lying on the floor with Leah and Dylan sitting on either side of him. He took one look at Dylan's tired and sunken eyes and was confronted by a wave of guilt. They were all suffering and here he was making a scene.

Dylan nearly jumped when Nick bolted upright without any warning. His body screamed at him as he forced himself to straighten.

"Woah, woah, woah. Lay back down you just passed out AND hit your head really hard on the way down."

"Is that why my head hurts so much?" Nick asked dryly continuing his slow battle to a standing position. Using the railing next to them he pushed himself to his feet, swaying dangerously.

"Seriously, you're gonna hurt yourself." Leah chimed in, rising to stand behind him as a precaution.

"I'm fine." Nick said, sounding not at all convincing. Nick clutched onto the railing for dear life as he swayed drunkenly. He tried to take a shuffling step away from his worried team but it was like a rug was ripped out from under his feet. Luckily Leah was ready to grab him again when he pitched forward.

Nick just felt so tired, so empty. And his head was starting to throb like a bitch. His breathing sped up as he tried to make some sense of the world spinning around him.

Strong hands replaced Leah's and Nick felt someone pick him up, one arm around his back and the other under his knees. Dylan was careful not to jostle him too much as he picked him up with ease, making it look as simple as picking up a small child who fell asleep in the car. Looking down he noticed that Nick nearly was asleep. He hit his head pretty hard but not hard enough for a concussion so Dylan let him doze off. The last thing Nick felt was something soft under his cheek as Dylan set him down on his bed.

[the-sinnamon-rolls-blog]

You asked for headcanons, right? Mine is that Izzy was the awkward punk type of person and people who didn't knew her well were scared of her and Kairi was the social butterfly who'd drag Izzy into conversations deliberately to make her comfortable around new people! And in no time, Izzy was surrounded by friends who'd give her geniune praise and turn her into an awkward blushing mess who doesn't know how to handle compliments! Btw, Love you two!! ❤️❤️❤️

Title: Our Friends

Genre: Friendship, Humor

Rating: T

Beta-read by: @theizzypeasy

A/N: This is the first Kairi and Izzy fic! Thank you so much for sending in a headcanon!

Please note that this takes place in a High School AU. This is not part of Kairi and Izzy’s canon storyline. :)

—

“What are you reading, Izzy?”

A pair of cat ears quirked up, and she turned her head to meet her friend. She lifted her hand up, the paper rustling as she did. “We got a headcanon, Kairi.”

“Oh!” Kairi peeked over her shoulder and read what was on the paper. “Is it a good one?”

Izzy snorted. “It’s not a headcanon, it’s fucking canon. It’s basically what you did when you introduced me to your friends.”

Once Kairi finished reading it, she smirked. “You mean our friends.”

Izzy’s ears dropped down in embarrassment and she chuckled nervously. “Uh, yeah. That.”

Kairi stood upright and crossed her arms across her chest. “Anyway, now that everyone’s here, I might as well tell them how you made friends.”

~~~

Izzy sat at the corner of the classroom, mostly keeping to herself. She was thrown into a new school, one that was far too different from her old one. If only things didn’t turn out so bad, maybe she could have stayed. Before she could think of any more unwanted memories, she pushed the thought away and replaced them with something more hopeful.

It wasn’t that it was bad, it just took some adjusting. The uniform, to start, was a lot shorter—preppier—than her old one. The administration was also stricter, but the part that she needed to adjust to was the fact that it was an exclusive school for girls.

Most of them have been studying here from the moment they could walk, and have known each other their entire lives. It was hard to make friends when their circles were already well established. They seemed nice, though. But not nice enough to invite her to sit with them at lunch, or push the conversation further than just getting to know her.

Izzy scratched her pencil across the page of her sketchbook, trying to focus, drowning out the light whispers of how scary she looked.

Was there something wrong with her dark colored lipstick and her rose-tinted glasses? Or maybe it was the ears and the tail?

She looked up, but couldn’t find the girls who were whispering. It was fairly early, and the vibe in the classroom was still sleepy. All until another girl came in and cheerfully greeted everyone good morning.

Ah. It was her.

Bare-faced, poofy short hair, and a well-kept uniform. Izzy didn’t know it was possible to make the uniform look even preppier, but that girl made it possible.

A group of students greeted her back, and Izzy noticed that these were different cliques, but the girl seemed to know them well enough to be able to engage them in small talk, even illicit smiles from them.

“Good morning, Kairi.”

“Good morniiiing!” She waved with one hand, as her other hand was occupied by a cup of coffee.

She seems too happy in the morning. Who the hell was so happy in the morning?

Izzy sighed and continued to draw until their homeroom teacher came in and classes started.

~~~

As the bell rang, Izzy packed her books and rose from her chair, but before she could step around her seat, someone approached her.

“Heya!”

It was that girl.

“Umm… hi?” Izzy responded.

“You’re the new girl, Izzy, right?” She was all smiles, pleasant aura. She was alone, too, as the other girls dispersed into their own groups.

“… yes.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m Kairi.”

“Hello.” Izzy gave her a small and awkward wave. She was thinking long and hard, why was this girl talking to her? Did she do something wrong? Was this girl going to tell her to leave their school?

“Saw you drawing earlier.” Kairi grinned.

“Yeah?” Izzy packed up her stuff, wanting to busy herself with something else.

“Can I take a look while we walk to the cafeteria?” She held her hand out, fully expecting Izzy to comply.

Yeah, this girl was weird. But okay. “Sure.” Izzy handed her the sketchbook and watched Kairi flip through as they walked together.

“Oh my god, these are so cute!” She pointed to a few of her sketches and asked excitedly, “is this you? OMG, this guy looks cute, too. Is he your boyfriend?”

Izzy laughed nervously and tried to pull the sketchbook out of Kairi’s hand. “That’s no one.”

Once they reached the cafeteria, a group of girls called for Kairi and waved for her to come over. Kairi waved back and looked at Izzy. “Want to meet my friends?”

Her grip on her sketchbook tightened. What was this? Was this an invitation to meet people? “Is it okay?”

“Yeah, of course!” Kairi laughed. “These girls love art.” She linked her arm with Izzy’s and dragged her towards her friends. “They’re really nice, too.”

Izzy’s ears perked up and she grinned nervously. Although nerve-wracking, it filled her heart with hope that this time, maybe things will turn out differently.

~~~

A/N: We love the headcanons you have been sending in so far! Izzy and I have been screaming over them, brainstorming, and coming up with so much more fun High School AUs. Do send us more of them, and we will turn them into stories or comics!

Izzy and I love to hear from you. Do let us know what you think about this story by leaving us a comment. :)

Have a happy Friyay, darling. ❤️💜

The SINnamon Rolls is a webcomic series by Kairi and Izzy

[omgdarksideddump]

WTP 1

WTP : My Girlfriend.

Amber shows up on screen with Jackjack on her lap, then Lola scoots in wearing a bodyfited pastel pink silky dress, with a deep v neckline showing off her amazing boobs. Her long blonde locks falling in beachywaves around her face and her makeup was subble yet her winged eyeliner and deep matte red lips made Amber sigh..

A : God you're beautifull

L : Now now flirt. She scoots down, offering Amber a perfect view of her ass

A : You're … ass-mazing

L : Lame. She puts the question list down Soo !

A : Yeah let's start ! Hi I'm Amber and this beautifull human being is my significant other, Lola Warwick..

L : Hii she smiles and takes Ambers hand, patting softly  Jackjack as he jumps on her lap

A : And we're taking the gay couple Q&A ! I go first this is my channel..... Sweetheart what do you identify as ?

L : Lesbian cis-gendered female she rubs jackjack belly Before dating me, did you ever date a girl ?

A : I did have some relationships but none as serious a this one. What was your first job ?

L : Olympe in 1789 les amants de la Bastille.. A french musical. I was sixteen She smiles They never stopped trying making me plays straight girls... She caresses Ambers hair and put Jackjack on the floor Who said I love you first ?

A : I sure did say it first. She smiles I knew that I would love you.. She laughs a little Do my parents like you ?

L : Your sister likes me because I got her tickets to my sisters concert. She huffs But ! Your mom geniunely loves me..... She loves the fact that I'm stable, that I bring a real balance to your life.. Also my mom loves you. And my sisters are kind of jealous

A : What really ?

L : Well they're older than me, and desperately single. So yes they kinda hate me for having a stable relationship.... She smiles kissing Amber's cheek and for once, I am the lucky Warwick. She drapes her legs on Ambers Lap When did we first had sex ?

A : After date number three, after the Cut Fear Pong. I was on set and you bounced in with food and cafeine, I kissed you, then we ended up in my hotel room annd it was a night to remember.. she pats her legs Who's the big spoon ?

L : You are, you just love being behind me and roaming your hands allover me ! She points Ambers hand roaming over her legs My point...... She stretches What is one thing I do that makes you love me even more ?

A : When you sing french in the shower, then you get out and I'm just feeling like the luckiest girl ever.... And what do I do ? 

L : You made me a better person by loving me more than I used to love myself. she strokes her cheek lovingly You saw things in me that nobody ever saw... I was so used to being The Other sister, the left over, Diana third child... the misfit.... And you saw me for the mess I was.. You saw a sparkly girly lesbian actually confortable with her sexuality but so unsecure about everything else … And you loved me the right way... she catches a tear And you made me actually like myself... You actually made me want to be more confident.. So I could live up to the love you've given me.. She laughs a little Hey ! You made me do a Princess rapbattle … And we fucking trended for weeks. she smiles You made me bolder.... I got a tattoo.... Sorry Mom. I live with you and every day has been a blessing ever since.

A : I fucking love you so much....

L : Okay... Have we discussed marriage ?

A : I would love to but you won't.

L : Look, we've been together for less than a year.... Let's enjoy our dating life a little more then after the year has passed, maybe we'll talk about a wedding, but if wedding there is I want it big !

A : That progress... What do we argue about... ?

L : Marriage... And sometimes trivial things... Like 'Have you thought about cleaning the dishwasher ?' or 'Are you drinking my wine ?'

A : My Lola has amazing taste in wine ! She has actually teached me how to appreciate wine.

L : Where was our first trip ? she stands up and gets two bottles of wine and two glaces Côte du Rhône or Bourgogne ?

A : Our first trip was to New york and i'd like to try that Bourgogne! she laughs Oh jeez, do we have a couple song ?

L : I would say we have two songs.... she pours two glasses Une femme avec une femme and the lesbian version of As Long as your mine. She laughs and smiles a little I also made us a playlist for when we're appart... in my phone it's saved as 'When I miss u' in hers its saved as 'Missing Lola' she clinks her glass with Amber What are you the proudest of ? She puts a finger to Amber's lips I'm answering... I'm proud of you, what you accomplished.. You made such a statement, you made it so we could work... You are the first Kpop star to be out and dating.... You are an inspiration to all of your fans. And I fell hard really hard for you, because right away, you made feel special. She wipes her tears and smiles God I love you...... I love you so fucking much...

A dips her over on the couch for a deep kiss she straightens up a bit then she gets her back up giggling Herm herm yes … So I love you too.... She smiles blushing Well soo you guys know us a bit more... We're gonna go..... make cookies....

L : Yeah make cookies …. she bites her lip They will never believe that...

A : Kay bye ! She cuts the camera and puts a peach emoji on a black screen before ending the video on a short clip of Lola dancing in high heels to Hands behind my back, then doing a big hair flip and a note 'See, that's my perfect girl'

[survivormuxloe]

Episode 15: “i didnt control this game 4 a goat to win” - Scott

So the reward challenge has been revealed. A little bit nervous tbh. However I do have a plan, I’d probably call Danielle. Because I feel she would have the best read on how the jury is feeling. She has sat there for the longest time. So her views are most likely the views of most people. So having her knowledge of the jury will be useful. First I have to win this challenge which I think I’m capable of winning, so fingers crossed I can win this.

THE CAT IS FINALLY OUT OF THE BAG HOLYYY LMAAAOOAO

i finally got to play it.. it didnt do anything. but. it secured me f4 just incase anything did happen!! LAMJFNFHBG. ugh. i love it tho... everyone takes me to the end i think which makes me lowkey queef LMAOAOAOOA :):)

hope yall r proud of meeeee :flushed:

I MADE FINAL 4. I’m so shocked and happy with myself. I broke my personal placement record and it’s so exciting. Unfortunately though I get to move past a milestone at the expense of losing a close ally. I got past eighth but Jones got eliminated. I get past my record but then Tobi gets idoled out. I’m so depressed but it just makes me want to win for them. I’m hearing that it’s a final 2 but it isn’t confirmed. So now I’m thinking who do I want to be sitting in a final 2 with. None of them honestly, they’ve all played great games. But I especially don’t want to sit next to Ryan. He’s done so well in this game and he made a succesful idol play. It would look like if a genius hacker were to sit next to an enthusiastic toddler.

It sucks cus nobody’s said anything since the vote and I really wanna talk to someone because bitch I’m in the top 4 let’s celebrate. I see Tobi online and its like fuCK I CANT CELEBRATE WITH HIM EITHER CUS HES GONE NOW.

its so hard telling eveeryone that im winning

we have a reward challenge on day 36 so i think that means we have a final 3 yayyyy whew. and the reward is the power call w one juror for 10 mins... which makes me kinda anxious ngl so i'm not even sure if i want to win this... but the challenge is Casanova and that is like one the flash games i'm really good at if i need to be so hmmm I'm wondering if i should beast it or not. i think winning it and having the courage to talk to one of them could be a big boost to my game so like... i'm thinking maybe i should just nut up and go for it hm

So I won reward fuck yeah.

This will give me the chance too see how the jury is thinking at the moment.

But with this immunity I am fuckin scared. Cards being stacked into tower formation. Honestly fuck that. I’ve been practicing and am getting there but I need to do this to make sure I have a chance of winning.

it feels so weird bc theres so little to say in confessionals now LOL!

uhm. just hopin for mo not to win ig. :)

So just had a call win Dani. Apparently I have close to 0% chance at winning. Which tbh I’m surprised about. Mo has the best chance? Idk like I want to believe her but it sounds fishy. I just need to feel out and go with Dani it trust my gut.

Rhys won his third immunity which is intimidating but then again he was only participating against me. Reminder I was trying to set up a card house with a tremor, due to my meds my hands shake. BUT I refused to give up and I’m still proud of myself because I know I did the best that I could.

I think this might be the round I’m eliminated. I hope not but apparently Rhys used his Jury call on Dani and Dani said he had the lowest chance of winning and I had the highest chance. Which first of all, REALLY???? ME???? Like thank you but, what? Second of all I need to play very passive right now in hopes that Rhys will stick with his original plan of voting Scott. Tomorrow it’s going to be me or Scott.

i feel bad for abstaining in the final 4 immunity but hnnng i really cant fux with these live challenges so rip. i feel like there's a good chance the jury looks down on my game bc this is like the 3rd challenge i've sat out of hnnng. but i'm glad Rhys won instead of Mo woo for that. it's seeming like it's gonna be a final 2 after all so womp. according to Mo, Rhys says he's voting for either him or Scott so ig I'm sitting in a good spot... although is it bad i was hoping to get another vote to rack up more than 11 overall? lol whatever so yay. i don't have high hopes of winning this game but regardless i'm happy i was able to survive all this time especially w my bae scott <3

Ok so I have a lot of hope right now. I’ll share the messages I sent Rhys because they’ll explain why I’m hopeful. “I just got some info This vote is either going to end in a fire making challenge between Scott and I or with me going home Cus Ryan just said him and Scott have had a tight Final 2 since the beginning so he can’t vote Scott (If you don’t believe me I’m sure he’ll tell you himself if you ask) So I respect your decision of voting for me if you do but I’d be insanely grateful if I was given the opportunity of a fire making challenge I see it like this. If I get to stay, then it’s us two vs Ryan or Scott because I think both Ryan and Scott have played insanely good games So we would have a higher chance of winning immunity But if it’s Scott, Ryan and you in the final three then it’s 1/3 odds. Where as if I stayed it would be 2/3 and if I somehow miraculously won individual immunity I’d take you to the end. It would be the smartest decision for me after hearing what Dani said But then if you win you can take Ryan with you to the end and I’ll end up 3rd Since Ryan and Scott have their final 2 thing” and Rhys agreed to it so tomorrow is going to be a firemaking challenge between me and Scott.

rhys is actually driving me fucking crazy lol... like. its right to vote me out yes. but his reasoning is so FUCKING DUMB. HE GENIUNELY HAS CONVINCED HIMSELF THAT THE JUROR HE CHOSE TO TALK TO LIED TO HIM. LIKE. RLY BITCH? im not getting 4th off of the back of ur fucking goaty ass losing to mo @ ftc ew lmao..

actually ya im not done like rhys is geniunely losing against anyone left for good reason hes been a goat this entire game and thats the entire fucking tea LAMJFBHFG.

i just dont want mo to win... imagine someone who voted wrong like 7/9 times in merge winning. fucking ew. if i leave ryan better win ftc bc hes the only good winner left if i leave like fr. i didnt control this game 4 a goat to win.. LAMNFNFG just ew ew ew ew ew ew..

im not going down tho america... ill pull every trick out of the bag if i have to. if i gotta lie to get a 2-1-1 vote i will. i aint bothered. id rather get 3rd knowing i was gunna win than fucking 4th. i aint knife!!

So like i Won immunity again which is insane. 3rd immunity.

I’ve been thinking about my call with Dani. I realised that if she telling the truth I have no chance. So might as well assume she is lying and have a chance. So I’m being optimistic.

So taking Scott out is my best choice right now. He may have bad jury management but he had played the best game. So I’m voting with Mo against Scott. Realistically Scott is probably going to win. But that gives me a possible vote on the jury.

I told scott that I’m Voting him as there isn’t any point in lying but he is working to stay. But like he needs to go. I can’t fuck up and have him win immunity. So yeah my game could be a shit show it could be nothing I don’t know. Wish me luck I guess.

I’m like legit so sad rn. I know I’ve had literally no chance at winning this game. So I’ve been optimistic trying to take the best road. Which in my mind is voting Scott out. I told him because he like legit my best friend I’ve made in this game and In a lot of games recently.

Now he hates me and has been really aggressive with trying to get me to stay.  Like I’ve told him my reasoning and he just still thinks I’m being stupid. Like yeah I just hate this. Can’t wait for tribal for him to attack me more.

Rhys gettin a lil brave this round after being asleep the whole merge omg. Whatever he heard from Danielle has seriously gone to his head and he's now considering going to the end with Mo ???? i have to laugh... i dont think him tying the vote and making me or Scott firemake is a terrible idea at all, but honey pls dont make me have to vote Mo to win this game flkadsas. It will be such a travesty if Scott and I go out 4th and 3rd god i dont even wanna think about that

god I really didn't expect this jury reward thing to have an actual impact on things??? ugh lol. Rhys a mess PERIODTTTTTT

After a 2-2 vote resulting in a firemaking challenge, Mo loses and gets 4th place.