#but I’m annoyed and i just can’t tell and THATS annoying me too ughhhh

[galaxywhale-moved]

I can’t tell if I’m being petty and irrational and overreacting about something my friends did or if I’m actually justified in my irritation ;_;

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First kiss | Kirishima Eijirou

Request: Hi! Can u do the prompt of when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more with kirishima from BNHA! My boy is a gentleman THATS ALL I GOTTA SAY UGH SO MANLY

Y'all see this? Y'all see this??? THIS IS CALLED THE TRUTH MAH BOY IS SO DAMN RESPECTFUL AND LOVING GO BABY GO

Sorry this took so long, I had an idea in mind but it didn’t seem to flow and boom, a new one came and this happened. I hope you like it!!

Category: crack? fluff

1.4k words; why doesn’t your loveable and affectionate boyfriend ever kiss you? It’s time to find out.

Eijirou is an absolute gentleman, easily the best boyfriend you ever had. He’s incredibly attentive, lively, supportive and patient. Always free to give out affection in the form of hugs and small gifts, he makes sure to shower you with his feelings. You couldn’t ask for a better significant other.

But he doesn’t really kiss you for some reason. Small pecks, yes, but just on the nose or cheeks. Even then, nothing really longer or deeper than that. It never comes up in conversations since his unending love for you is proven through practically every other type of physical contact, but it’s confusing. You’d think he would fall over himself for a chance to kiss you. 

Concerns ranging from “do I have bad breath?” to “is he not sure of our relationship yet?” plague your thoughts, and it’s honestly emotionally taxing. And the worse thing is that you can’t ask him about it! Whenever you try to bring the topic up, he gives you that brilliant smile and the words die in your mouth. 

Curse him and his stupid, adorable, heavenly and squishable face. Ughhhh, why am I like this. I need hel— hm.

So instead of stewing it over by yourself, you turn to your girlfriends for their opinion.

“Are you kidding me? He’s in love with you so much we can feel it radiating from him! I thought I didn’t see you guys kissing because you’re too shy or something like that!”

“No, he just doesn’t. I don’t understand either, we’ve been going out for over half a year! Does he just hate kissing or is something about me off-putting and he’s not saying it to spare my feelings?” Groans escape as you fall onto the bed with a soft ‘thump’. The room is filled with muffled sounds as you press the pillow against your face. They watch as you roll over dejectedly on the blanket.

“I don’t think so, [Name]-chan. I overheard him talking about you once, kero. He was screaming to someone in his room about wanting to. I think he’s just nervous, kero.” Heat shoots up your face at her words and you scramble to face Tsuyu-chan.

“Re-really? Should I talk to him about it? He shouldn’t be nervous, he knows I love him.”

“You really should if it’s bothering you this much. Communication is key in relationships you know.”

“Yeah, you’re right. I should, I should.”

Which is why Eijirou notices your fidgeting in your weekly study session. It’s been a tradition between you two long before moving into the Heights Alliance. It’s usually composed of a couple of hours of studying with lots of mini breaks, then eventually watching YouTube videos or movies before you return to your room. 

This week’s session is cut short as he finally puts his pencil down after watching you glance or straight-up stare at him for at least 30 minutes.

“[Name]-chan, is something wrong? Are you feeling unwell?” His hand seeks yours out, frown forming in worry. This face always gets you to open up. Even before you started dating, Eijirou had a special puppy-eyes-and-baby-pout of “please tell me what’s going on” that never failed to make you crack. Since he figured that out, he uses it relentlessly.

I have to say it. The words stop just before your throat but you force them out. 

“Don’t take this in a weird or wrong way, but why do you never, you know, kiss me?” He freezes at your question. His eyes visibly bounce around and the reaction is almost comical. You would have laughed if it weren’t for the anxiety gnawing away at every single cell in your body. “Is there something wrong with me, is that why?”

“Of course it’s not you, why would you ever think that? I love every single thing about you! It’s just…” Fiddling with your hand, he covers his face with the other and looks away. Red permeates through his skin and soon his whole face is the same colour as his hair. “I don’t think I’ll be able to stop once I do, and think about my teeth, babe!” He pulls his lower lip down to reveal his razor sharp teeth. “What if it hurts and it’s just horrible for you? What kind of a boyfriend would hurt his girlfriend?” He rambles on with other excuses but they just fade into the background.

Dumbfoundedness overtakes you at his exclamation. This was the reason? You were literally ripping your hair out for weeks because of this?

“Eijirou, why didn’t you tell me this? You just said it, I’m your girlfriend. You should be able to tell me these kinds of things before deciding by yourself that I won’t like it. A-and what if I don’t want you to stop?” Heat rushes to your face at the last sentence, and worsens as Eijirou’s head snaps to you, eyes wide in disbelief. Your ears feel like it’s on fire and there’s a sensation of something clogging against your throat. Suddenly your lap looks beyond fascinating, and you focus your line of sight on that.

An awkward silence fills the room. The faint ticking from a clock is nearly deafening and adds even more tension. But somehow your heartbeat in your ears is even louder. His eyes feel like it’s digging into your skin. Your hands are still linked together, the contact nearly uncomfortable because you’re both sweating buckets. He doesn’t say anything. You don’t say anything either. This stretches on for minutes, but it feels like hours—no years. Leap years. Unending years which is trying to choke the life out of you at this moment.

Mission abort, mission abort. Houston, we are having a major problem here. Houston, Houston are you listening oh my god I’m panicking why did I say that ughhhhh what if he thinks I’m weird now well that was never a secret but I am dying inside welp this is it I guess I’ll di— 

“Do you… want me to kiss you?” Eijirou’s grip tightens on your hand. Every muscle in your body locks into place, making you as still as a statue. “[Name]-chan? Are you— are you fine with me kissing you?”

When you slowly lift your head, Eijirou’s imploring eyes are staring right back at you, blazing red with a hint of… hope? His fingers gently tap on the back of your hand when you don’t respond, and he shuffles closer and closer to you. Until you can feel his hitched breaths against your face. His eyes shift nervously to yours. “Tell— tell me if you want me to stop.” And with that, he slowly leans in to close the gap between your lips. 

Wait what. Wait what? My mind is not functioning, is this happening? Is this actually happening right now? Wait no wait but don’t wait oh my god his face is so close this is it oh god my heart waitwaitwai— 

Eijirou’s lips finally connect with yours, and the feeling in your chest is… indescribable. He’s so soft, so much more than when he pecks your forehead or cheeks. He’s not very good at it, clearly stiff and frozen against your mouth, but since you’re the same, who’s to complain?

Eventually, he relaxes enough to press on more, emboldened by your lack of refusal. The sound of your lips pressing against each other intermingles with the clock’s ticks until it almost synchronises. His hands cup your face, thumbs lightly brushing over your cheeks. He gently nibbles on your lower lips, tongue gliding against the skin. You revel in the sweet sensation until pain pricks and the taste of iron invades your taste buds. 

Immediately detaching himself from you, Eijirou stares at your bleeding lip with horror in his face. You can almost see the regret and self-hatred screaming in his head. Apologies start spewing out but you really can’t care less right now.

“Eijirou, it’s fine! Come back here.” He doesn’t make any other moves than to continue saying sorry. It rushes out, rapid and nearly tear-ridden, so you take the initiative this time and press a kiss, ignoring the annoying taste of blood. He reciprocates for a split second but pulls away yet again. 

“I’m sorry, are you sure you-” His back thuds against the floor as your mouth reconnects with his arms coiling around his neck. His fingers dig into your ribs to stabilise your body on top of his before one slithers to your neck. 

The kiss fest lasts until Aizawa-sensei knocks on the door to remind the lights-out time.

[firefly464]

The Real World - Chapter 13

"Oh Im gonna take a small break and go easy on this chapter :D" - me the other day. i then proceeded to write the longest chapter so far for no god damn reason.

ALSO YAY COOL SYMBOLISM IN THIS ONE

Thank you @i-have-this-now​ for helping me with transitions because im a complete mess Thank you to @rivys​ for beta reading and editing!

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“They WHAT?!” Wilbur yelled, wheeling around to stare at the teenager behind him. 

“They uh, they’re going to try and bring our Tommy and Dream back?” Tubbo repeated, taking a step back. “Is that bad…?” Hadn’t this been what Wilbur wanted? For their own Tommy to come home? Why was he acting so aggressive about it? 

“Yes that's bad! Thats really fucking bad! Not Tommy obviously, but Dream?! Tubbo, Dream could come and break the peace treaty. He might start a whole new war, just out of spite. I cant… We can’t do that again. We just don’t have the resources.”

Tubbo paled as he realized what Wilbur was saying. Yes, they might have a chance to bring Tommy home, but at what cost? They would have to go back to living in fear, terrified that at any moment, Dream would come up behind them and try to kill one of them. He took another step back, shaking his head. He couldn’t go back to living like that. He just couldn’t. 

Wilbur walked over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder, crouching slightly so that he was at eye level. “Tubbo, I need you to tell me something, and I need you to tell me the truth. Where are they going?” Tubbo shifted uncomfortably under the scrutiny. On one hand, he had promised Tommy that he was going to help him get home. He had given his word. But on the other, he couldn’t go back to living in constant fear. He just couldn’t. “The eastern dark woods…” he muttered, trying to push away the guilt that gnawed at him. He had to do this. For his friends. He had no choice. 

“Got it.” Wilbur stood to full height, his eyes set and determined. “Go get your things together. We’ve got quite the trip ahead of us.”

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“You can’t be serious. This is all you have? Why are there- why the hell do you have so many buckets? How on earth are you going to carry them?” George shook his head as he looked over the meager pile of supplies that Dream had gathered. 

Dream just shrugged as he rolled up the bedroll he had found in one of the chests. “You never know what might happen. I’m just trying to be prepared.” 

“Right. So you decided the best way to be prepared was to pack 3 buckets, but not pack any food or actual fresh water. You don’t even have a flint and steel!” 

A snort of laughter sounded from behind them. Dream turned to see Tommy, snickering to himself quietly. When the teenager noticed that they were looking at him, he wiped the grin off his face and stood up straight, trying to look serious. It didn’t work. 

“You know, you could be actually helping instead of just standing there and laughing,” Dream remarked. 

“Aw, but where's the fun in that? It’s much more entertaining to sit back and watch you struggle.” 

“Oh really? I would love to see you do a better job.” He clipped the bedroll to the base of his pack. 

Tommy stepped forward with a smug grin. “Ok, I will, since I’m just so cool and awesome. First off, you need coal for torches and shit. Second, toss the buckets out. You’re not going to be pulling any epic mlg moves here. That's just not how physics work.” Dream grumbled to himself as he took the buckets out of the pile. 

“Shut up, both of you!” George cried out, bringing the bickering to a halt. “Clearly neither of you have any idea what's going on or what to do. So instead of arguing, why don’t you just listen to me and do what I tell you to do. We’re on a timer, aren’t we?” 

Dream and Tommy looked down guilty. They had forgotten about the 48 hour limit, and had ended up falling back into their carefree habits. “Right, sorry.” Tommy said. 

“Alright, Dream, I want you to go and gather some water. Once you’ve got a bucket full, I want you to boil it and bottle it. We can’t have you getting sick from dirty water. Tommy, go and gather some wheat. We don’t need too much, just enough to make enough bread for if we can’t find any animals. I’m going to go and get the horses saddled.” George’s voice was calm as he explained what each of them was going to do. The other two nodded and quickly rushed out of the room. 

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“Alright I’ll be the first to admit, I’ve never rode a horse before. I’ve got no fucking idea what I’m doing,” Tommy admited as he tried to find his balance atop the large animal. The three of them had gathered up all of their materials rather quickly, and were now on their way towards the forest. “Seriously, how the fuck do people do this?”

“By shutting up and not complaining.” Dream seemed to have figured out how to ride his horse pretty quickly, and was now spending his time taunting the younger teenager. 

“Yeah, well maybe if you weren’t so damn annoying, I would have less to complain about.” 

"C'mon, Tommy, hurry up. The sun's setting." George said, while Tommy almost fell off his horse.

The three of them rode across the rough wilderness, as the moon rose slowly along the horizon. This was going to be a long night.

~~~

“We can stop here to make camp for the night,” George said as they came across a small clearing. The three of them had been traveling for hours now, and found themselves in the middle of a birch forest. 

"Eugh, birch. This is literally the worst kind of wood." Dream said jokingly. 

"Agreed." Tommy nodded.

"What? Oh come on, birch isn't that bad." George relatiated as he set up a fire.

"What?" Dream laughed. "George, have you seen these trees?"

"Dream, they're just trees. Plus, we aren't gonna be here for long. We'll keep travelling as soon as the sun rises." George rolled his eyes.

“Ughhhh, really?! But that’s so early!” 

“Tommy, shut up. Stop acting like a child. You’re just lucky that we found a place to stop at all.” George handed both Dream and Tommy a couple of torches. “Here, set these up along the perimeter. The last thing we need is a bunch of mobs trying to kill us while we sleep.” 

Both Dream and Tommy stared at him in shock. 

“What? Do you guys not have mobs in your world?” 

“Wha- No of course we don’t! I didn’t think that they were actually real here, holy shit…” Dream exclaimed. 

“Damn… A world where you don’t have to worry about getting eaten alive in the middle of the night. That honestly sounds really nice.” he shook his head, trying to clear his mind. “Never mind that right now. I need you guys to set up the torches.”

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The sound of a netherite blade slicing through the air echoed across the quiet forest. It had been several hours since they had set up camp, and Dream had long since given up on sleep. The events of the day had played over and over in his mind, making it impossible to close his eyes. And so, he had quietly gotten up and snuck away to a small open area where he could practice.

Over the past week, he had found that practicing sword fighting helped him to calm down. The simple, repetitive motions helped to quiet the intrusive thoughts that continued to plague him. He had started to grow quite reliant on it to stay sane. Maybe, when he finally got home, he would join a fencing class. 

If he got home. No. No he couldn’t think like that. Pessimism wouldn’t get him anyone. He needed to trust Tubbo and Wilbur. They were going to get him and Tommy home. They had to. 

“You know, you’ve really gotten a lot better,” said a voice from behind him. A squeal of surprise was torn from Dream’s throat as he spun around, his sword at the ready. “Pffft, what on earth was that?” George stepped out from the shadows of the trees into the light of the torches that Dream had set up. 

Dream placed a hand on his chest, trying to calm his racing heart. “Jesus man, you scared me. What the hell was that about?” 

The shorter man chuckled as he stepped further into the light. “Gotta keep you on your toes. What's the point of learning how to fight if you’re not constantly aware?” He drew his own sword and held it out in the form of a challenge. 

“You are actually the worst,” he said, raising his own sword in response. 

With a grin, George rushed forward in attack. Dream raised his sword to block the incoming strike, allowing his instincts to take over. He had learned that if he simply didn’t think about what he was doing, he often did quite well. And so he let his mind go blank, instead focusing on surroundings. The stars, the leaves, the trees, even the man before him was all taken in as they sparred. 

“Aren’t you supposed to be asleep?” George asked, most likely hoping to distract his opponent. 

Dream only shrugged as he feigned an attack at his friend's leg, only to come up and create a small cut on his cheek. “Couldn’t sleep. I was hoping that doing some practice would help calm me down.” 

“And? How's your success rate?” 

“Well it was pretty good, until you arrived and scared me half to death.”

“Aww, I didn’t realize compliments scared you so much.” 

“Yes, I’m quite shy.” Dream couldn’t help but grin. 

As the two of them joked back and forth, they continued their little duel. It had been going for a couple minutes now, and they seemed to be at a bit of a stand still. A rush of pride surged through him. In roughly a week, he had gone from completely and totally useless to actually able to defend himself. Now, he just needed to set himself apart. 

His mind began working overtime, analysing every small detail. Quickly, he reached back with his free hand and pulled out a loaded crossbow. George’s face transformed into surprise when he saw the weapon. The bolt flew past his face, only just barely grazing the side of his head.

Dream quickly threw the weapon aside and pressed his advantage. Suddenly, the favor was tipped towards Dream. George was unbalanced, startled by the use of the crossbow. Still, he managed to raise his sword just in time to block another strike. 

With his free hand, Dream reached into one of the pouches around his waist and pulled out a small sphere, roughly the size of a marble. With a slight squeeze, the sphere expanded to the size of a baseball. While George was distracted with blocking the strike towards his face, Dream tossed the sphere behind him. With a crash, the sphere shattered against the ground.

Suddenly, Dream appeared behind George in a shower of purple. With a sweep of his foot, his friend came falling to the ground. With a final motion, he held the sword above his throat, his green eyes bright with exhilaration and delight. 

“Alright alright, you win. I surrender,” George said with a laugh. 

“Did you see that?! That was so cool! Oh my god that was so awesome!” Dream exclaimed as he helped George to his feet. “That was so damn cool!!” he started jumping around the small clearing in excitement. 

“How did you even do that? I’ve never seen someone use a crossbow in the middle of a sword fight before” 

“I’ll be honest, I’ve got no idea. I have no idea what the hell I just did. I just know that it was cool as fuck!” 

He shook his head, chuckling as he watched his friend dance around the area. George had never seen Dream show any sort of emotion before, much this level of excitement. Even though he knew the reasons why, he couldn’t help but feel a bit weirded out by it. Watching the pure joy flash across Dream’s face was strange. Still, it was nice. “You are such a dork” 

He only responded with a wide grin. 

A thought flashed through George’s mind, causing him to frown slightly. Dream stopped his playful jumping and walked over, his eyes now filled with concern. “Hey, you alright?” He asked. “Oh shit, you’re bleeding! Hold on I’ve got a few bandages on me I think…” 

As Dream pulled out a couple white bandages from his bag, George let out a slight chuckle. “Do you even know how to use those?” 

“Uhhh, not really? I’m sure I can figure it out. How hard can it be?” 

He wasn’t impressed. With a roll of his eyes, George held out his hand for the bandages “Here, just let me do it. It doesn’t really hurt, I think it's just a small cut. Probably just needs to be cleaned.” Taking a bottle of water from his bag, he quickly wet the bandage and started to clean the blood from his face. 

Dream pouted. “Well what if I wanted to help?” 

“Then you can go and wash the blood out of these,” George said, tossing him the now stained bandages. “No point in wasting perfectly good bandages because of a small cut.”

He caught them easily, but otherwise didn’t move. “Nope. Not until you tell me whats wrong.

The brunette cursed under his breath. Since when had he been so easy to read? “I uh, I was just thinking about… Stuff,” he waived his hand vaguely. 

“You wanna talk about it?” Dream plopped down onto the grass and patted the ground next to him. “Here, take a seat.”

He sat. 

“Spill.”

“I’m just… Worried, I guess? I mean, in a few days, you’re going to be gone and… the other Dream will be back. I guess I’m just scared about what he's gonna do.”

The smile faded from Dream’s face as he considered what to say. “What was he like?” he asked after a few seconds. “The other me, I mean.”

“He was… Scary. All he cared about was the thrill of the hunt. The mask made it impossible to tell what he was ever thinking, which made it ten times worse. Of course, it only covered his eyes and nose, so that you could still see his grin.” He shuddered. “I watched as he blew up the gates of L’manberg with a massive smile on his face.” 

“So then… why did you follow him in the first place?” 

“I had no choice. When Sapnap and I showed up, he was the only other person here. It was either join him or be left out to die to the mobs. After a while I guess I just didn’t realize how cruel he was. He was a good leader, and super charismatic. Not to mention a really good actor. By the time the war started… I guess I just trusted him, if that makes sense. He had kept me alive ‘till then, so why would anything change?”

Dream nodded. He wasn’t going to pretend like he understood what his friend had gone through, but he could still try and help in his own way.  “He taught you sword fighting, how to survive. You felt like you were indebted to him, right?” 

“Yeah… Pretty much. God, its so stupid! I should have been able to realize how messed up he was. Why the hell did I not realize?!” He took off his round sunglasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes shut tight. “I was so fucking stupid.” 

Hesitantly, Dream reached over and placed a hand on his friends back, trying to comfort him. “Hey, that’s not stupid. You’d be surprised at how easily our minds can trick us into thinking we’re doing the right thing. You just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. That's not your fault.” A stab of guilt shot through him. He had been the one to add George onto the server. If he had waited a bit, would things have been different? Maybe if he had acted differently on stream, or not sent the declaration of war, maybe things would have turned out different. The other Dream might have turned out to be a decent guy, not someone that people trembled before and feared. 

“I should have been smarter… I should have joined Sapnap when he went off on his own.” 

The weight of George’s words finally sunk in. The other Dream was a monster, a killer. He was the living, breathing version of the mask Dream sometimes wore in his videos. The act of someone who enjoyed the hunt, and nothing more. These past two weeks had been peaceful and calm compared to what everyone had normally lived through, and it was all because the monster was finally gone. But now… now they were about to bring him back. They were about to bring everyone’s worst nightmare back to life. 

What choice did they have? It was either that, or let the entire world get destroyed. Either way, the other Dream was about to ruin people’s lives. He sighed. “It's going to be alright, ok? We’ll figure something out, I promise. You’re not going to go back to living like that. I promise.” 

Now, it was just a matter of keeping that promise. 

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Hey! Sorry for the lack of updates — there’s no excuse this time. I just kind of forgot to post, mostly because nothing overly exciting happened (with the hype and high point of s3 ending, the dean thing didn’t motivated me enough to come here express my hate)

But anyway, here i am! I can’t even remember when i stopped here. So, the good old recap it is.

Luke and Lorelai finally happening, little by little in s4, is everything we ever wanted. My mom was really glad, cause we are huge javajunkies here in this house. Kirk is becoming more and more my favorite character ever. He’s so extra it’s everything.

If that’s wasn’t established before, lemme make it clearer — Rory Gilmore is cancelled. She’s SO out of character, it’s annoying. College Rory is by far not what anyone expected based on previous experiences, and that includes me and my mom. Specially with the whole Dean thing. But that’s REALLY something, so I’m gonna elaborate on that.

For good part of the season Dean has been being mentioned as a good guy, rory’s sweet ex who her ex classmates remember. It’s just annoying! This entire arc with Dean makes no sense — I mean, I know Rory was a bit lost and needed someone comfortable she knew and who she knew wouldn’t challenge her enough. Just something old and familiar. BUT THE OLD AND FAMILIAR BOY IS MARRIED. And the famous smart Rory (season 1 rory) would never do such thing. It was terrible. Poor Lindsay!! She deserved so much better than an idiot as her unfaithful husband. It just disgusts me. In my opinion, it was not necessary to ruin Deans character like that. He could be remembered as the sweet first love that did his best, but instead asp made him a total jerk, and that’s the memory that sticks. And if Rory had to be so out of herself — go thru come kind of crises of something — i’d rather she had took off with jess instead. at least he wasn’t married and truly loved her. Not that wish it had happened — would be just as random as sleeping with a married guy. But between getting together with the married ex and running away with the unpredictable one, i guess the less problematic alternative is really obvious.

Before we pass to the 5th season, let’s discuss jess then. I love his evolution. Wish we had seen it more closely in his spin-off. How he agrees to be at Liz’s wedding after everything he went through with her. And the way he reads Luke’s self-help/relationship books and decides to take an action. Even tho it was kind of crazy, it shows inniciative and I’ll give him that. Ignore this if you think that’s just a jess mariano supremacist saying shit.

OKAY SEASON FIVE

Lorelai and Luke ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🤧💝

best part of the season by far.

Somehow, Rory’s relationship with Dean managed to be just as crappy as it was when he was married. Why couldn’t they just move on, right? It was annoying and the last drop that made us hate rory. don’t mind me — i can hate her and love her at the same time. She’s so stupid my crackhead heroin addicted daughter.

Even tho I’m not a team Logan, his appearance helped. He challenged Rory and made her realize that the world is more than that Dean-bubble she was in. During this season i could easily see myself as a sophies.

Then, of course, there’s the proof of how Rory can be DUMB. dropping out of Yale. Season six now.

How she refugees at her grandparent’s at the first sign of trouble and even so finds herself so independent, and the way she cuts off her mom just for wanting what’s best for her. Immature and spoiled.

Besides that, it bugs me that Logan was right there by her side and did NOTHING. Literally, the only thing he did was say that “in less than a month she would be back”. When that month passed by, he did nothing — possibly didn’t even noticed. In fact, I guess he was kind of liking her new life. After all, she did started to have more time for him. That’s probably why i don’t like their relationship (more reasons to come). Rory started to act as if she was him and completely lost track of her true self - even more than before. In her Chilton graduation she says that the person the most wanted to be was Lorelai, but she ended becoming the exact opposite, Emily. The DAR, the maids, dropping out of school, not battling for her stuff, just accepting and BESIDES THIS, acting all superior/wild and stealing a boat. THATS NOT HER. Ok, I get that she was upset because of Mitchum, but it’s not an excuse to that behavior. Plus, the real Rory Gilmore would have used his words as motivation to work even harder and prove him wrong.

In how many languages can you say THANK YOU, JESS ??????

He made her open her eyes - finally - and get her shit back together. He was so important!! And besides, the way he has made his life?? CAN YOU SAY CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT????? LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE ON THE BACK!!!!

Lemme tell you, he is doing better than rory — who would have thought, right? The punk hoodlum rebel who dropped out of highschool was doing better than the private school girl straight As girl who got into Yale. And he’s happier too. Guy wrote a fucking book after several problematic life scenarios and is now working with people he likes doing what he has always loved. Ughhhh he has my entire heart.

Paul Anka, BTW!! love him 🤧😍

I also love how Lorelai proposed to Luke. They are goals. When she saw how much he cared for Rory, she was sure. In fact, maybe she was already sure, just needed a little push. And then all the signs and the snow!! I almost cried.

Now the Logan thing again. I like him — I swear!! I know it seems like i hate him and maybe i did when i first watched it, but now i see he is not that bad. But their relationship- nah. They’re annoying and rory has her weight on that, but that’s not just it. They’re cute, but there’s something missing. AND HE CHEATED ON HER. His story doesn’t match. It’s bad enough to break up with someone without them knowing. In fact, it’s REALLY bad. Rory was so confused and devastated. He should be more mature than that. Than ok, he says is just something he said Honor to make her stop talking. But then he sleeps with the bridesmaids. If he was honest with Rory and really didn’t mean it when he said they were broken up, then he TRULY cheated on Rory. If he lied about that, then he really decided that they were apart on his own. Their fight wasn’t even that serious, and he didn’t even reach out to her after that. The way she found out both times — through someone else — that is just wrong. Then he crows back buying her with money and stuff he knows she loved and she suddenly forgives him and moves in with the guy. Wrong too, ugh. Paris’ speech about Logan was everything. We deserved healing Paris and Rory growing their friendship together for more than five minutes.

I said she forgave him, right? Well, maybe not after all, because she wants a little revenge and decides to play with someone else’s real feelings. cold!! baby deserves better ); and then he gets into an accident and it’s all forgotten. ok....

just here to say that jess deserved recognition. He was the whole reason Rory came back and he did something great with his life. Still Lorelai sees him as the immature 17 yo he was. We were robbed of a great duo, them both. Their humor is really alike, a shame...

APRIL.

Poor girl, she doesn’t deserves all the hate. It’s not her fault duuuh

Asp could have made up something better for Luke this season. I think the storyline was a little non-sense and Luke, my sweet baby, gained my hate too.

Well, maybe not HATE but yeah i get where he’s coming from but it’s no excuse to lie to Lorelai and ruin their relationship. It was a pitty, really.

Then Lorelai coming to chris! what a breakdown huh? I guess it was expected, but i really hated it.

[dobriensnuggets]

Chapter 1 - Her

"Hey Lucy, let's get some drinks," I had to get away from these people. Friday night after high school parties - I'm okay with them but sometimes it gets too much. I just wanted to be alone with my best friend because thats what usually want to do. We had horrible arguments but that's in the past. Except from one thing; I have feelings for her. Not a lot but she's doesn't know so we're ok. She's my best friend so it would be... weird i guess. We're not like sisters; yeah we've known each other since the first year of middle school but at least we didn't meet in kindergarten because that would be even more weird, in my opinion. I know her strengths and weaknesses and she knows mine. She's funny, (sometimes) nice and pretty. Just everything. We could actually be a couple. She's bisexual, so am I but i haven't come out yet. I want to but I don't know. Ok now I'm just being delusional; typical Lauren Jauregui.

"What do you wa..."

"Lauren!!" Lucy shouted at me and let go of my hand.

Oh shit. I bumped into someone and they were holding drinks ughhhh. "It's okay, it's okay. I got it."

---

"I'm so sorry I didn't.. I literally couldn't see," The taller girl said worryingly while taking tissues from her back pocket from the drinks that were spilt on me - it was just water.

Her worried eyes pulled me into another world. Another planet. I couldn't stop staring at her. She was so pretty. She had a cute raspy voice that i fell in love with instantly. I liked her shirt.

While she was drying me off, she looked up at me so I kept smiling. For 5 or 6 seconds our eyes met. Her green beautiful eyes stared right into mine as I checked her lips out. I wanted nothing more than this. She smiled back as if she was thinking the same things as I was and looked back down. I could tell she was quite shy.

I finally breathed. "Hi, I'm Camila."

"Camila?"

"Yeah. Do you have a problem with that?" I said as a joke.

The girl giggled. "No it's just that.. It's a pretty name," She said looking into my eyes. Ughh I was smiling like an idiot and I had crazy butterflies in my stomach.

"I'm guessing you're Lauren?"

"Yeah. Lauren Jauregui," She said quietly while looking at her friend that was with her. I think it was her girlfriend. *sigh*

"Lauren Haa... Jerg... Lauren... Lern Jerky!?" I attempted to say her name but because I'm such a dork that I had to say that. She didn't seem to mind it, in fact she let out a cute laugh that made me so proud of myself.

"You're such a dork. I'm just so clumsy."

Is this fate? I mean those telepathic powers.

"So what. I think you're clumsiness is cute."Okay I swear these butterflies are on drugs.

After we laughed a little, there was a moment of somehow comforting but awkward silence until Lauren broke it.

"Can I have your number? You seem cool." I just smiled and gave her my number, my snapchat, my instagram, my tumblr... literally everything because I like her that much.

---

'You seem cool???' What the hell was i thinking. Cringe. Cringe. Cringe. I watched her walk back to her friends and dayuuuum that ass... Okay I'm not that kind of person but it's her; Camila Cabello aka 'waakeme-up' on tumblr. I looked up from my phone and saw Lucy give me a huge smirk.

"I'm your best friend right?" Lucy said before I could even spill out the million questions and words out of my mouth.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Why didn't you tell me you that you're gay? It would be so cool."

"Excuse me? Look, I'm oddly flattered, but I'm not gay." I said without hesitance. Dammit I was so scared.

"Ohhh come on. You know I won't blab. Gay scouts honor," Lucy crossed her fingers and I flashed her a confused and nervous smile. "I'm just gonna flip on this closet light for a sec, so we can talk, okay? You're gay. And it's okay. There's no shame. I promise, not ashamed of anything. Remember I was you once, so terrified of rejection, it took me forever to come out. But once I did, fourth grade got so much better. Trust me."

"Ok we need to not be here anymore," I tried to avoid the subject.

I got home as soon as possible, trying to avoid my ex' annoying texts. Brad's the last person I want to talk to. I listened to music while having my headphones on high volume. I just laid there, trying to escape reality.

I know that we just met Maybe this is dumb But it feels like there was something From the moment that we touched 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright I wanna make you mine The way you're lightin' up the room Caught the corner of my eye We can both sneak out the back door We don't have to say goodbye 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright To waste time tonight Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby If this is what it's like falling in love Then I don't ever wanna grow up Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby It'd be cool if it's the two of us But I don't ever wanna grow up 'Cause I got it all Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh And I got it all And I don't ever wanna grow up Said, your place is kinda close And your 'Rents are out of town Baby, there's no pressure But if you're down, I'm down 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright To just talk tonight If you're feeling kinda crazy Turn down the lights We can take our time Do whatever you like It's alright, it's alright I wanna make you mine Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby If this is what it's like falling in love Then I don't ever wanna grow up Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby It'd be fine if it's the two of us But I don't ever wanna grow up

'Cause I got it all

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And I got it all And I don't ever wanna grow up You make me feel like I got it all, yeah And you make me feel Like I'm just a kid in love And you make me feel like I got it all And you make me feel like I don't ever wanna grow up Maybe we're just kids in love Maybe we're just kids in love Oh baby If this is what it's like falling in love Then we don't ever have to grow up Maybe we're just kids in love Maybe we're just kids in love Oh baby When we're alone and it's the two of us I can't get enough I've got it all, yeah I've got it all, yeah And I've got it, and I've got it all And I've got it, and we've got it all And I've got it, and I've got it all But I don't ever wanna grow up

~~~

[strawberryspeachy]

Ughhhh I just wanna be a artist. Ehem. Get paid to be an artist. I wanna create worlds in whatever medium possible. And I keep applying to those kind of jobs and I just get rejected. And people are all *que most annoying possible voice** “you gotta work your way up to a good job”

LOOK ASSHOLES being a receptionist or a bank teller or random customer service rep is NOT gonna ever get me to the jobs I want

In this economy you don’t get to climb the ladder anymore. When you get jobs like that you STAY there. I worked all those jobs and I’ve been friendly to everyone around me telling them my passions and stuff I like to do. No one gives a fuck.

I have literally talked to people in industry’s I would love to work in and they give me that look of terror to not ask if they’re hiring after they brag to me for like a half hour about how great it is for them and ALWAYS. ALWAYS ALWAYS. Everyone I talk to with a good job always says they wouldn’t have gotten it withought their close knit family/romantic relationship connection. “They weren’t hiring! It took months of my connection nagging for them to interview me! Ahaha well if you just keep looking things work out!” They always say

Bitch you just admitted that’s not fucking true. That without that connection you’d still be LOOKING.

“Haha you’re right. Things will look up eventually!” I always chuckle in agreement with them

Fucking honestly I’m so sick of hearing people tell me “you gotta start at the bottom” dudes I’ve had several jobs at the bottom. You talk to me as though I’ve never worked before.

One of my friends A MAN likes to tell me how hard he’s worked to get a better spot in his company

Now he’s totally worked really hard and I don’t take that from him but I mentioned once after noting that

In tech people take men more seriously. He could walk into a place having no idea what he’s doing and tell people he knows - then fuck around till he figures it out. But if a girl did that people would question the fuck out of her until they find something that proves she doesn’t know as much as she says she knows and they wouldn’t give her the leeway to fuck around till she figured it out

And you know what

HE TOLD ME THATS EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENS. most of his career has been him doing exactly that and he’s one of the people who question the fuck out of girls who try to do it. And he’s not even an asshole guy he’s a nice person yet still. He admitted when he sees a girl in his field he questions whether she really knows that much

Im just ranting now but seriously. Why can’t I ever get lucky. .... and why can’t I be surrounded by similar thinking friends

Two of my closest friends. Like I’m happy for them they they manage to find the joy in what I think is very lame and mundane lives... they work ALL the time. They’re those workers at super dead end thankless boring strenuous jobs that will pick up the phone every day their off and say YES I CAN WORK TODAY even though they’re literally dying. So their bosses just treat them like shit and rely on them to pick up everyone else’s slack for nothing in return. Theyve both been at their jobs for years and tell me it’s ok because they’ve gotten 25 cent raises. That it’s ok they work most of their lives because of overtime pay - keeping in mind their normal pay is just above minimum wage.

They don’t see their friends they don’t do anything they drive their 90s vehicles only as far as they have to and go home to their cat/dog in their tiny apartments. “Sure my life’s not that fun but I can buy things like an adult” they tell me.

I’m not a full fledged asshole so I’m not gonna point out all that sucks about their lives. That’d be cruel - I do remind them they’re worth so much more and try to reason with them that while their lives are ‘great’ and responsible and stuff... I personallyyyyy can’t live that way.

No human should live like them. They’re both the nicest people ever. And when I say nice I mean like Jesus-nice. They’re both their families emotional punching bag who still do more for their families than anyone else. They wake up for work at like 5am and stay at work till as late as 9 just coming home to sleep. One making $13 an hour still never has money due to regular bills and medical bills and the other making $16 an hour has savings but also a crap ton of student loans.

Now if I’m gonna spend 90% of my time working to pay just to breathe in this planet. I would AT LEAST like a job that I want to do and not just be a slave to corporate America and assinine public people treating me like scum. I KNOW HOW DARE I ASK FOR SUCH A HONERARY THING - WHO THE FUCK DO I THINK I AM.

Like i hate being alive as is. Just opening my eyes to this shit world is too much. I. Just. Fucking. Can’t.

[ashlovestyler]

Need a friend

I need a genuine friend here at this school that i can talk to about the things that happen within this facility because at least they'll know the different personalities and characteristics and completely understand where I'm coming from. It gets lonely some times when shit happens and i just have no one here to vent to about it. Yeah i have friends from back home and my boyfriend but its hard to get them to fully understand because they don't come to the same school and they don't understand the level of difficulty I'm at with these people. 

Its just too much some times and tonight some shit happened and I sat there all smiles like everything is fine but really its not and I don't see HOW or WHY my “friends” thought id be okay with all of this. I mean come on, I'm human, obviously I'm going to get personal and carry feelings about things. I really don't see how everyone thought that Ashley (me) would be so okay with the shit they told me went on tonight. And i just had to bite my tongue and smile and laugh as if everything was good and i wasn't affected by it. But wow. really? REALLY? honestly really? So much for “friends”.

Not to mention I also think some shit went down and they're hiding it from me or at least refraining from telling me and it stings a little but i just know deep down that they're hiding something from me and i can't even confront them about it because i don't want them to know that it bothers me in the first place and ugh do you get my frustration? 

Lets just say theres someone here who i got close to in the first semester and they got close to my housemates and just totally forgot about me and started grouping us all together and i hate it because really him and i were close first and i feel as if i deserve the special attention. I hate that everything is done as a group now: group chat, group hugs, group hang outs, I'm annoyed. thats all fine and whatever but just don't pretend as if it started out as a group, like actually acknowledge me for the friendship we had before other people came into the equation. 

Tonight they all went out and stayed home cause of my irritable period and they came home tipsy as ever talking about staying in each other’s beds and I'm like :s wth did i miss?

You want to hook up with my housemate then sure, fine, but don't toss me aside as if we weren't friends before or as if i didn't cause you guys to get close. Just don't. and I'm annoyed because i think they're trying to keep something from me and id rather someone just tell me it straight what happened and not go around me and now i just feel like no one even has the decency to be honest to my face.

And honestly i just want to not deal with anyone right now because i feel betrayed and as if i can't trust anyone, not to mention that i feel like I'm not being respected and UGHHHH I'm just so upset. I don't even want to see them tomorrow or talk to anyone. Can i just go to the beach by myself and chill? Just enjoy the sunday housemates & *boy* free. I want a break. I wish i had someone here who would catch a bus with me and go smoke and chill on the beach and just forget the people here. 

I mainly feel betrayed tbh :/ and lied to. and disrespected. and taken for a fool. and dumb. and pathetic. and taken advantage of. and taken for granted. 

NEED A FRIEND IN THIS PLACE.

[dobriensnuggets]

oKay this fan fic is everthing. how shawn’ song fits perfectly with it ugh.

"Hey Lucy, let's get some drinks," I had to get away from these people. Friday night after high school parties - I'm okay with them but sometimes it gets too much. I just wanted to be alone with my best friend because thats what usually want to do. We had horrible arguments but that's in the past. Except from one thing; I have feelings for her. Not a lot but she's doesn't know so we're ok. She's my best friend so it would be... weird i guess. We're not like sisters; yeah we've known each other since the first year of middle school but at least we didn't meet in kindergarten because that would be even more weird, in my opinion.  I know her strengths and weaknesses and she knows mine. She's funny, (sometimes) nice and pretty. Just everything. We could actually be a couple. She's bisexual, so am I but i haven't come out yet. I want to but I don't know. Ok now I'm just being delusional; typical Lauren Jauregui.

"What do you wa..."

"Lauren!!" Lucy shouted at me and let go of my hand.

Oh shit. I bumped into someone and they were holding drinks ughhhh. "It's okay, it's okay. I got it."

---

"I'm so sorry I didn't.. I literally couldn't see," The taller girl said worryingly while taking tissues from her back pocket from the drinks that were spilt on me -  it was just water.

Her worried eyes pulled me into another world. Another planet. I couldn't stop staring at her. She was so pretty. She had a cute raspy voice that i fell in love with instantly. I liked her shirt.

While she was drying me off, she looked up at me so I kept smiling. For 5 or 6 seconds our eyes met. Her green beautiful eyes stared right into mine as I checked her lips out. I wanted nothing more than this. She smiled back as if she was thinking the same things as I was and looked back down. I could tell she was quite shy.

I finally breathed. "Hi, I'm Camila."

"Camila?"

"Yeah. Do you have a problem with that?" I said as a joke.

The girl giggled. "No it's just that.. It's a pretty name," She said looking into my eyes. Ughh I was smiling like an idiot and I had crazy butterflies in my stomach.

"I'm guessing you're Lauren?"

"Yeah. Lauren Jauregui," She said quietly while looking at her friend that was with her. I think it was her girlfriend. *sigh*

"Lauren Haa... Jerg... Lauren... Lern Jerky!?" I attempted to say her name but because I'm such a dork that I had to say that. She didn't seem to mind it, in fact she let out a cute laugh that made me so proud of myself.

“You’re such a dork. I’m just so clumsy.”

Is this fate? I mean those telepathic powers.

“So what. I think you’re clumsiness is cute.”Okay I swear these butterflies are on drugs.

After we laughed a little, there was a moment of somehow comforting but awkward silence until Lauren broke it.

"Can I have your number? You seem cool." I just smiled and gave her my number, my snapchat, my instagram, my tumblr... literally everything because I like her that much.

---

'You seem cool???' What the hell was i thinking. Cringe. Cringe. Cringe. I watched her walk back to her friends and dayuuuum that ass... Okay I'm not that kind of person but it's her; Camila Cabello aka 'waakeme-up' on tumblr. I looked up from my phone and saw Lucy give me a huge smirk.

"I'm your best friend right?" Lucy said before I could even spill out the million questions and words out of my mouth.

"Yeah. Why?"

"Why didn't you tell me you that you're gay? It would be so cool."

"Excuse me? Look, I’m oddly flattered, but I'm not gay." I said without hesitance. Dammit I was so scared.

"Ohhh come on. You know I won't blab. Gay scouts honor," Lucy crossed her fingers and I flashed her a confused and nervous smile. "I'm just gonna flip on this closet light for a sec, so we can talk, okay? You're gay. And it's okay. There's no shame. I promise, not ashamed of anything. Remember I was you once, so terrified of rejection, it took me forever to come out. But once I did, fourth grade got so much better. Trust me."

"Ok we need to not be here anymore," I tried to avoid the subject.

I got home as soon as possible, trying to avoid my ex' annoying texts. Brad's the last person I want to talk to. I listened to music while having my headphones on high volume. I just laid there, trying to escape reality.

I know that we just met Maybe this is dumb But it feels like there was something From the moment that we touched 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright I wanna make you mine The way you're lightin' up the room Caught the corner of my eye We can both sneak out the back door We don't have to say goodbye 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright To waste time tonight Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby If this is what it's like falling in love Then I don't ever wanna grow up Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby It'd be cool if it's the two of us But I don't ever wanna grow up 'Cause I got it all Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh And I got it all And I don't ever wanna grow up Said, your place is kinda close And your 'Rents are out of town Baby, there's no pressure But if you're down, I'm down 'Cause, it's alright, it's alright To just talk tonight If you're feeling kinda crazy Turn down the lights We can take our time Do whatever you like It's alright, it's alright I wanna make you mine Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby If this is what it's like falling in love Then I don't ever wanna grow up Maybe I'm just a kid in love Maybe I'm just a kid in love Oh, baby It'd be fine if it's the two of us But I don't ever wanna grow up

'Cause I got it all

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

And I got it all And I don't ever wanna grow up You make me feel like I got it all, yeah And you make me feel Like I'm just a kid in love And you make me feel like I got it all And you make me feel like I don't ever wanna grow up Maybe we're just kids in love Maybe we're just kids in love Oh baby If this is what it's like falling in love Then we don't ever have to grow up Maybe we're just kids in love Maybe we're just kids in love Oh baby When we're alone and it's the two of us I can't get enough I've got it all, yeah I've got it all, yeah And I've got it, and I've got it all And I've got it, and we've got it all And I've got it, and I've got it all But I don't ever wanna grow up