#but for now making fun of your friend for acting weird af :)

[booasaur]

Willow (2022) - 1x02

[sewinrat]

Randal x Unhinged!Human!Reader who just loves how weird and feral he is.

I just think the idea is funny af

Whoever sent this, I love you - this gotta be my favourite request so far. If anyone remembers kindergarten game, that's how technically unhinged you'll act.

"Hey, you wanna try some dirt?" You offered a handful of dirt to some random kid with glasses. You grinned brightly as your face is covered in dirt, mud and grass. The said random kid grinned unnervingly yet cutely and exclaim in happiness, "Yes please!" He snatched the dirt from your hands and eat it quickly, making his glasses titled and face messy.

You laugh in glee and continue to play with the ground, now with a fun company who had introduced himself as Randal. A funny friend indeed. He rants on and on about his fun adventures, especially with his family or whoever this 'Satoru' is. In exchange for listening, he listens to your rants about your messed up school that experiments on children but you managed to blow it up with some game cards. It's a fun silly story telling you both had.

Soon after, you meet his family because Randal didn't came home before curfew so they had to physically pick him up. Literally. The cat with the 'Nevada' on his shirt picked him up by the collar and Randal started to struggle while whining about wanting to play more. Luther promises that you both will meet again, he just cannot go home late at night or else. You piped in saying you can visit his house sometimes, bringing the infamous card game you told him about with you to play. Luckily, Luther allowed you to visit and now you basically feel like you live there instead and visit home with how much sleepovers you both had.

"Wanna try some sand?" You offered to Randal as he stand his doll. He rapidly nods, "Yum! Yes please!" And you spoon fed him while he works on a 'very important' thing he's making.

[obriengf]

Suds & Sponges || Stiles Stilinski x femReader

 Summary: Stiles does everything he can to see the cute girl at the car wash. Words: 6k Warnings: cute af stiles, he’s obsessed let’s be real, and reaallly awkward  Notes: this is a weird writing approach that i took.. it’s about Stiles’ perspective? idk?? dont hate it pls, also i started this off good and then i fkucked it up toward the end so.. sorry about that

Eyes squinted as you peered up to the sky; the blinding heat of the sun only partially blocked by your hand as it acted as a makeshift visor, your skin licked with Californian summer warmth on the parts of your body that weren’t shielded by your denim shorts or tied-front tank. The weather was utterly idyllic and served as the quintessential backdrop of your Saturday activities. Your focus was drawn toward your strawberry-blonde friend next, her hands gripping at her hips as she stood with poise, leadership strewn within her words and body language. Lydia was making sure that her senior prom fundraiser was getting underway, and as Student Body President, the girl wouldn’t accept any standard less than perfect. This explained the near army line-up of students who would be joining you in making some quick cash - some happily volunteering, others practically forced against their will by Lydia’s strength when it comes to persuasion. You, however, just couldn’t say no to some fun in the sun, or the way your friend’s doe green eyes bored into yours with the utmost pleading expression you’d ever come across.

You were all separated into small teams, and within a few minutes, were surrounded by fresh sponges and an array of water buckets. A couple of Sophomores were coaxed into standing outside of Beacon Hills High with glittery signs describing a car wash; their excitement oddly infectious as it began to draw in customers from the passersby. Several vehicles had already started a queue, and the addition of the summer hits playlist that Mason had put together had begun to sing loudly through the speakers scattered across the parking lot. 

You felt pumped as the atmosphere began to grow; the cooling temperature of the water acting as a stimulating contrast to the harshness of the sun, alongside the small chatter and laughs you shared between your teammates, Sydney and Malia. Lydia grinned wholefully and knowing that she was happy made you happy - except for the anticipated searching glances you would throw around every now and then, looking for the solid blue structure of a familiar jeep that had yet to make an appearance.

Stiles’ foot tapped anxiously against the pavement of the McCall driveway, his arms crossed tightly over his chest to prevent any further fidgeting or impatient flailing of his arms. When Scott told him that he wanted to swing by the car wash to surprise Kira, Stiles had instantly jumped into the jeep with exceptional speed after your name was thrown so casually into the conversation. He was now waiting for his friend to appear after being chastised for restlessness, Scott barely out of the shower before Stiles was rapidly beeping his horn and yelling for the boy to ‘get his ass in the car’ otherwise he was leaving without him. Ten minutes had passed, and his hand was hovering over the car horn once more before Scott skipped down his porch, an annoyed yet amused smirk pulling at his lips.

“Someone’s a little desperate.” He said, brows quirking at the gaping and inarticulate sounds Stiles was producing after being caught off-guard.

“I-I just need my car washed, dude.” The boy settled on, pulling his whisky hues away before clearing his throat. Stiles tried to ignore the snicker erupting from Scott as he rolled his eyes, body slipping hastily into the driver's seat. He just really needed his car washed, afterall.  Stiles remained silent as he peered over the console, his body twisting so that he could concentrate on reversing back onto the street. His teeth sunk into his bottom lip and Scott couldn’t hold back another laugh at the urgency written all over his best friend’s face.

“No need to rush, Kira said this thing goes all day. Unless there’s another reason why you’re so eager- ” Scott quipped, eyes focusing on the slight clench that tugged along Stiles’ jawline and how his eyes grew two sizes bigger. 

“What? I just need my car-”

“- washed, I know.” The amused tone of Scott’s voice broke through the other boy’s attempt to avert the conversation, a slight rosy blush playing upon Stiles’ cheeks as he refused to now take his eyes off the road ahead. Scott clicked his tongue, “So... this super obvious impatience has nothing to do with that fact that a particular someone is going to be helping out today?” 

The Stilinski boy’s entire face was suddenly flushed, the pink shade tickling at his neck as he fell into embarrassment. He knew that he was easy to read at times, but not this easy. Just the mere thought of you had his heart galloping, a slight sheen of anxious sweat beginning to clam up his hands, his fingers tapping an unreadable beat against the steering wheel to absentmindedly distract his zealousness. He wanted to blink and have you appear in front of him; to feel the velvet softness of your touch, hear the melodic song of your laugh, and see the bright rays of sunshine that epitomised your smile. Stiles didn’t just want you, he wanted to experience you.

Scott was watching him with fondness - he recognised that look of butterflies, how emotions played into the giddiness that would build Stiles’ whole persona when he was around you. He enjoyed seeing his friend happy, and found the utmost humour in how distracted Stiles would become just having you in the vicinity. Scott had hope for his friend, a was a firm supporter in keeping that innocent teenage love alive.

Scott watched as the town sped past the passenger side window, houses and trees blurring into one strip of ongoing colour. He couldn’t help the quirk of his lopsided grin, eyes focusing outside, although he didn’t need to look at Stiles to picture the flabbergasted expression he was about to uphold, “You should just ask her out, man. Bite the bullet. What’s the worst thing that could happen?”

“Ugh, I dunno, Scotty...” Sarcasm was heavily present now, accompanied by a breathless scoff and very evident roll of whisky eyes. Stiles allowed his words to trail as he quickly glanced to his amused friend and back to the road, “She could hear me? Laugh in my face? Say no?”

The Jeep began to slow as it reared behind a line of cars filtering into the school parking lot, the ears of the two boys perking at the faraway summer tunes in the distance. Scott sounded a small chuckle at Stiles’ atypical catastrophizing, “Riiight... and what’s the best thing?”

“We get married, have three kids, two dogs, and live in a big house with a white picket fence. I’m Sheriff and she is an Elementary school teacher and we are really fucking in love.” He hardly skipped in a beat in his reply, the words falling so effortlessly from his lips in a pragmatic tone. And if prompted, he could immediately list the names of your children and breed of dogs as if he’s lived it for the past ten years. 

“Have you thought about this already?” Scott interrupted the beginning stages of daydreaming, the other boy blinking rapidly as if he were knocked from a trance. 

Whisky hues bulged as realisation hit about what was asked, and Stiles shook his head roughly, lips pursed, “Uh, no, nope, not at all.” But the raise of Scott’s questioning brow indicated that he saw right through him, and Stiles couldn’t help but manage a large groan, hands gripping the steering wheel until knuckles were near white, “Okay, yes. Can we change the subject now?”

Silence engulfed the boys - the only sounds now falling through the open windows, loud chatter and growing tunes creating atmosphere as the Jeep rolled slowly through the queue. Stiles didn’t need Scott nudging at his side and pointing in the direction of where you were situated, as he had already clocked you from the moment he passed the threshold, the sun raining down on you as he saw an ethereal glow around your form. You had him like putty in the palm if your hand, and was completely clueless about it.

They were now next in line and Stiles’ leg wouldn’t stop shaking from the growing anticipation, Scott needing to reach out and hold it firmly down to cease the nervous habit. His little crush has easily flourished into infatuation and just knowing that you were so close was enough to brighten his day completely, but patience was not a virtue in the Stilinski boy’s book. 

The moment Stiles rolled the Jeep forward and put it in park, Scott was already slipping from the vehicle, causing Stiles to growl down to his friend, “Dude, where are you going?”

“I saw Kira when we drove in, gonna go say hi. Don’t fuck this up.” 

Stiles made a noise of complaint, nostrils slightly flaring, hands lifting into the air with an iconic flail, “Don’t fuck what up?”

With a salute and a cheeky wink in Stiles’ direction, Scott dropped his body to the tarmac below, his tone quiet enough for only the other boy to hear “Asking Y/N out, dumbass. I’ll see you later.” 

The sound of a car door slamming caught your attention as you rinsed out your allocated sponges, the chilled temperature of the water becoming a saving grace as your balmy hands were submerged within the bucket of soapy residue. You looked over your shoulder as you saw Malia welcome Scott, a smile quick to grow between your cheeks before you wiped your hands on the thighs of your shorts, skin sure to dry quickly within this weather. 

“Hey.” You called, the boy glad to reciprocate your greeting as you both neared closer. He was wearing a smirk and you couldn’t think of why, only that behind him sat Stiles in the safety of the Jeep’s cabin. Your head tilted as arms crossed over your chest, “What’s got you all smug?”

“Nothin’. Just got a feeling today’s gonna be a good day.” Scott replied, his hands slipping nonchalantly into the pockets of his cargo shorts, lopsided lips continuing to pull up into an expression of utter cheekiness. He knew something you didn’t, you thought, but chose to not play into it for now. Instead, a nod of acknowledgement was offered before you pointed in the direction of Kira. Scott sighed gently, “Thanks... hey, maybe you should go see Stiles? I think he wanted to ask you something.” 

He sounded so sure of himself as he headed away in the opposite direction, leaving you with furrowed brows of confusion and a sense of intrigue that instantly pulled your gaze to the vehicle standing before you. It took Stiles by surprise as you pulled open his passenger door, hands settling on your hips as you grinned up at him - your cheeks was mildly flushed from the heat, and your clothes clung more to your frame in the few places that had gotten wet. The look on your face screamed liveliness, along with the slight disheveledness of your hair. Caramel swirls swam as his eyes grew wider, words lost on the tip of his tongue as he drew you in; even with things slightly out of place, Stiles thought you were absolutely beautiful.

“You look hot...” Stiles trailed, eyebrows jolting up as he realised what he had said. He swallowed hard and inattentively gripped at his steering wheel, frozen as you breathed out a bashful giggle toward the tarmac below your feet. “Y-you know, b-because of the sun. Summer... summer, and, and all...” 

Your bottom lip was captured between your teeth, the flesh tugged gently as you tried to hide the way your friend’s comment seemed to resonate with you. It was no revelation that Stiles was hardly a smooth-talker, but even you couldn’t help the fact that his cumbersome way of words was so inevitably endearing. 

Your body gently lent against the frame of the open door, head tilted to the side before you offered a tender smile, “Scott said you wanted to ask me something?”

“Well, I-I...” The stuttering returned in the form of surprise, your comment throwing him off guard, in left field, under the bus. He was unsure how to reply regardless of the fact that he knew damn well what he wanted to say. Words collected on his tongue and they refused to leap, leaving Stiles in a predicament. You didn’t try to push him, instead raising a brow in softened confusion, an indicator for him to continue. All that the boy could do was gulp, his adam’s apple bobbing before he released a nervous chuckle, “I was wondering if, if you’d... you know.. if you’d like to, if you’d wanna... give Roscoe a good ol clean...” 

Stiles internally cringed - he was sure that he might have possibly externally cringed, as well. He watched through a slightly squinted view as now both of your brows rose, bafflement so evidently present in your eyes. It was unexpected, yet not entirely abnormal for the Stilinski boy. 

“I mean, yeah, that’s why I’m here.” You answered, trying to pull away from the questioning tone that was desperate to nip at your response. You shone another grin before closing the car door, your lips falling the moment he was out of view. You hated the feeling of hopefulness; the exhilaration and anticipation was nothing compared to the deflated aftermath that would often follow. You couldn’t even tell if he was happy to see you and it was starting to put a damper on your mood.

The sound of your name broke you from your bubble of thought, Sydney and Malia standing in front of you with cleaning supplies ready and questioning gazes of their own. It was a brisk decision to brush off your strange encounter with Stiles, instead focusing your energy on fulfilling your duties for the day and experiencing a little fun alongside your friends. Maybe he just didn’t feel the same butterflies you so often homed in your stomach.

Stiles sunk deep into the driver’s seat, his hands gripping at his face as they muffled the long and pained groan that he released the moment you disappeared from his sight. He had one job, and it was to ask you out. A handful of words, a quick sentiment. It would have been over and done by now but he lost whatever ‘cool’ he had left, and now he was paying the consequences by chastising himself in the seclusion of the Jeep.

Stiles’ head bounced back gently against the worn plush of the seat before pushing out a mellowing sigh between his teeth. He couldn’t help the anxiesties that began to flutter in his mind - worried if he blew it, scared that he turned you off for good. He hastily pulled out his phone, fingers hovering over an open message conversation with Scott as he tried to think what to say. He mumbled a quiet ‘fuck it’ under his breath before allowing his thumbs to spill word vomit into a text; hashing out his insecurities as he explained how the impromptu plan failed miserably. All that he got in reply from his large paragraph block of text was a simple ‘you’re an idiot’ from Scott’s end. For once, Stiles Stilinski agreed.

Ten minutes or so passed before Stiles could finally hear some sort of clarity from the ceased rinse cycle of the hose, his eyes opening to be met with a spotless windscreen. He slowly pushed himself into an upright position in time to see you talking to Malia, a smile finally returning between your cheeks, and Stiles could’ve sworn that if he stared for much longer than he’d be sinking back down into that seat in the form of a loved-up puddle. And he almost did, if it wasn’t for his passenger door opening and Scott making his way back beside his friend. 

The boy laughed, “Dude, pick up your jaw.” He said to Stiles, observing just how intense the infatuation was really becoming. Stiles fumbled as he broke from his entrancement, his throat coughing as he cleared it to cover up his brief moment of rapt focus. He could feel Scott’s glare burn into the side of his skull - an odd concoction of amused disappointment at how he so easily messed up such a simple task.

“Don’t.” Stiles said, simply, his teeth gritted and tone offering a soft warning. 

“ I didn’t say anything - ” 

“Okay! I know I fucked it up, I know!” He continued, groaning again, his head falling back to the headrest as large hands covered his face once more. His voice was obstructed, yet Scott could make out the tiniest of details - something along the lines of how Stiles was planning on running away to another country and changing his name.

A small knock against the driver’s side door caused the nervous boy to suddenly jump, even more so when he saw you glancing up at him from the other side. The window was quickly wound down before he smiled - a grin that was very highly-strung, yet he couldn’t help but show happiness as you looked toward him with those bright eyes. 

“I can promise you that Roscoe’s looking like a brand new car.” Your voice was airy, trying to feign a tone that didn’t express the mild discontent that you were still feeling. You heard as Scott chuckled in the background, a comment made about how you have yet to see the five rolls of duct tape holding the engine together, before Stiles reached behind him with a soft blow to his friend’s bicep.

Lanky fingers were quick to fumble around in his pocket before pulling out a folded bill of cash, a much appreciated contribution toward Lydia’s fundraising goal. You accepted it was another smile, pink shades poking the tip of your nose as you said a quiet thanks in return.

An awkward silence began to set in as you suddenly found your entangled fingers an interesting distraction, Stiles stealing glances toward you as he picked at loose threads on the hem of his tee. It was driving Scott crazy. “Thanks again for the wash, Y/N. We’ll see you around.” He called out over Stiles’ shoulder, hand raised in a wave as he tried to push some life back into the gawky tension. You immediately reciprocated his sentiment, showcasing the splendour that always managed to draw Stiles to your eyes, and the benevolence that built up the smiling curl of your lips.

Stiles had never wanted to stay at and leave a place so bad in his life.

“I should’ve just said it, right? When we were leaving... I should’ve just asked her... right?” This was the third time that Stiles had brought up this topic since he and Scott left the parking lot of the School. Indecision was clawing at him and fuelling anxieties that will surely play on his mind for at least another twelve months. Minimum. 

Scott sighed for the third time, too, his head lolling to the side to look at the straightened figure beside him, “There’s always next time, man. You’ll find another reason to talk to her.” 

Stiles’ lips curled in as he pondered numerous scenarios; scenes flashing through his mind like a video on fast forward, considering when would be the perfect time to just ask you out. But Stiles Stilinski wasn’t much for predetermined plans when in this headspace, choosing to impulsively turn the jeep around on the empty road and head for the Preserve, not much more than a five minute drive away. 

Scott’s eyebrow quirked, his tone questioning, “What’re you up to?” 

“Just doing what you said. Finding another reason to talk to her.”  

Scott never anticipated that he’d find himself some time after staring at his friend as they stood in front of the Jeep, a look of incredulity forming the purse of his lips and furrowing of his brows. They were alone and luckily shrouded by a canopy of trees, blocking out the heat from the sun. Scott opened his mouth before closing it, the action continual as he tried to come to terms with what Stiles just asked. “Can you repeat that? Not sure I heard you right.”

“I said...” Stiles announciated, reaching down to grasp a handful of the earth's soil, “Throw dirt on my car.” 

So, Scott did hear him right, the gentle chocolate hues of his eyes widening significantly as Stiles hurled his handful of dirt across the hood of the Jeep. The iconic sky blue shade quickly turned to a murky grey as more dirt was piled on, but Scott remained standing back in confusion. It wasn’t until Stiles ushered him again, that he eventually lent down to grasp at his own handful.

 The intentions were well, but the moment Stiles heard loud clinking sounds, his head immediately spun to face his friend and you’d think from afar that the world was ending there and then.

“Scott, dude... the rocks!” Stiles yelped, a whine slipping next from his lips as he leapt to his hood, checking for damage. Fingers carefully treading over any possible dints, his voice now hoarse as whispered words were spoken under bated breath, the softened force blowing dust specks into the air, “Not the paintwork, don’t scratch the paintwork...” 

Eyes could not have been rolled back further before hands were held high in defence, Scott taking gentle footsteps backwards in time with his chuckles of disbelief, “You’re completely insufferable.” 

And the Stilinski boy was. His mind was running a million miles per second, hyperactivity busying his thoughts and playing upon all emotions. Stiles felt like a ticking time bomb, yet held so much placidness at the same time - a conflict that he was yet to decipher. He so easily scolded himself for his indecisiveness, but just seeing your face as he briefly closed his eyes reminded him that there was a suchness in being contented. There was a reason, a way, and he desperately needed that light that you shone so benevolently to finally ground him.

With a huff and shake of his head, Stiles stood back to his full height, lips managing to pull into a smirk toward the other boy, “Just a bit more dirt, Scotty, and we’ll try a take two. I’ll get it right this time.” 

You didn’t expect to turn around and be faced with a familiar front bumper, leading up into a dusty grey-toned vehicle that looks as if it’d been driven full throttle through a sandstorm. Your brows rose as you treaded a few steps over the heated tarmac, the back of your band absentmindedly lifting to wipe at the sweat gathering on your forehead from the midday sun. You couldn’t help the breathless laugh that fell from you when you saw that the window to the driver’s seat had already been wound down, as if the driver himself was expecting you to pay visitation to his side again.

You lent up as far as you could until your arms were just able to sit within the space of the missing window, your chin leaning on top of them as they crossed. Your throat hummed, “What’d you guys do to all our hard work?” 

Stiles snickered sheepishly as his own arm was thrown behind his head, pink shades playing upon his cheeks, “I don’t know, we just, ya know... found it like this...” 

Scott nearly choked on air at the poor excuse.

“You found Roscoe like this?” You spoke with yet another question, somewhat intrigued with where this story could take you, and how Stiles’ typical knack of overdramatizing would feed the recount, “And what do you think may have happened for the Jeep to look like it took a nap in a garden bed?” 

“Dirt... storm?” He mentally slapped himself as the words left the tip of his tongue. Not only could he feel Scott sliding with immense embarrassment down the passenger-side seat, but he could also see the way the cogs tried to turn in your head with no avail to comprehend what he was saying. He cleared his throat before attempting to reiterate his reasoning, “Like a gust of wind, big gust, full of... dirt, super windy. S-super... super dirt-y...” 

You tried to ignore the loud snort of amusement stemming from an eavesdropping Malia, her gaze focused on rinsing out rags and sponges only a few feet away from you. She had nearly finished the preparation for round two of cleaning Stiles’ car and it prompted you to push out your lips as you slowly nodded along to his story, “Right, sure. Well... if you need me - us “ You were quick to correct yourself, coughing to cover the slip up, “Us... we’ll just be out here, washing the Jeep, again.” 

The second you stepped back, the window went up, and Scott practically numbed his friend’s arm from the bellowing punch he threw his way. He groaned as fingers pinched at the bridge of his nose, muttering a frustrated ‘unbelievable’ to his lap. All that Stiles had to do was keep his cool - but he was acting just as thickly as the summer air outside.

Scott eventually peered to the side, capturing Stiles’ stiff posture and widened appalled eyes. Stiles spoke with a raspy throat, “Don’t you even think about commenting on what the fuck just happened.” 

But Scott couldn’t help it; gentle laughter pushing first through his nose before it was tangled among his amused words, “Dirt storm? Really?” 

You finally felt relief as the harshness of the sun settled behind the body of the school; a saving grace that was much needed after the balmy exposure you found yourself within all day. The changing position of the sun meant that the afternoon was nearing dusk, and that meant that your day of work was nearly over. Yours was among a handful of other bodies that had gathered for a brief chat in-between customers, an array of stories and gossip shared until you were eventually broken away by the sound of your name.

Looking back over to where your team was stationed, your eyes grew to the size of saucers. Malia was in astonishment, gesturing toward that too-familiar Jeep as it rolled up to the spot that was practically theirs by now. You’d never have thought that you would be seeing these boys so many times in one day; yet here you were, wandering back up to the same window to be met by that same stupidly cute boy, with the hopes that he’d entertain you with yet another fashioned explanation.

You didn’t even have to a speak a word before Stiles was pouring out an excuse, his hands adding expression as they flailed helplessly around him within the small space of the cabin, “You should’ve seen it, Y/N, Scott’s drink just... it flew right outta his hands, right, and all over the bonnet. It was wild. Just totally... totally out of nowhere... you know... so... so crazy...” 

Your voice was filled with mirth as you mimicked him, head nodding in acknowledgement, “So crazy.” 

The faint scent of strawberry milkshake filled the air as you peeked over the the car’s front, a large splatter now meeting your gaze and it made you sigh in hilarity. You were confused, but still found your meet-ups mildly endearing. 

What Stiles refrained to tell you was that he offered to by Scott lunch as compensation for his erratic behaviour, only to grow impulsive when he discovered another reason to find himself back at the car wash. He had plucked the drink and lent out of the car window, the beverage raining down onto the hood as Scott’s expression dropped into the utmost despair. He was getting more desperate, yet it only enraged the anxiety knotting his stomach.

You showed cheekiness as you held your hand out, awaiting another ten dollar bill before the cleaning commenced. The corners of your eyes wrinkled as you smiled widely, head only slightly tipped to the side, “Pay up, Stilinski. I’m not doing shit until you place a pretty Hamilton on my palm. I’m also accepting tips.” You winked his way, proud as you watched his head shake as a small laugh left his lip, and two bills were handed to you with no hesitation. 

You bit your lip, head shaking as you gave one back to the boy, “I was joking.” You explained. More like, you were flirting, but even then Stiles huffed that he wanted you to keep it. For the fundraiser. 

Stiles looked at you with all the adoration in the world - caramel eyes gleaming in the afternoon light as they softened over your face, able to easily fall into a daze as he smiled drunkingly at you. The butterflies quickly returned as they fluttered in your stomach, and it made your heart race and chest fill with warmth. You were chuffed. He made you chuffed. You own cheeks were flushing with a pink hue before you took a chance, hope-filled that he was feeling the same as you, “Is there anything else you need me for before I go?”

You were giving him the opportunity. You were throwing him a life-line and he knew it. It was right in front of him and he could grasp it and hold it close to his thumping heart if he really wanted to - but the boy was frozen. Words refused to push past his lips. His body stopped working. His palms were clamming up and Scott swore that Stiles had stopped breathing for a short moment. 

His voice was uncharacteristically quiet as he was losing his courage, eventually finishing on another half-assed response, “Just... you’re doing a great job. Five stars.” 

You patted at the sill of the car window, mouth curling in as you looked away. Disappointment flooded you once again, and you had to remind yourself why you shouldn’t grow hopeful. 

It also reminded Stiles that he didn’t like to see you as anything but your usual epitome of sunshine. 

“No. No way.” Hands were situated firmly on her hips as Lydia stood in the entryway to the Beacon Hills High parking lot. Stiles had rubbed god-only-knows what on his car and was back to see you again, but she wasn’t having any of it. 

“Oh, come on, Lydia. Do you know how much I’ve contributed to this stupid Prom thing today? Just let me in.” He whined, earning himself an exhausted chuckle from Scott beside him. 

She didn’t budge, and she wouldn’t. Lydia remained standing her ground with a neutral expression, her eyes only heeding a warning as her perfectly sculpted brow rose to challenge him. “I know exactly how much you’ve contributed. You’ve been here like, once an hour.” 

“He’s trying to ask Y/N out.” Scott added as he ducked his head out of his window, voice laced with tiredness from his fractured day. 

Green eyes rolled at the admission, fingers tensing as they wiggled over her shirt. She looked bored, and it made it easier for the smallest tone of judgement to wrap within her words, “I don’t think getting the girl you’re crushing on to wash your car all day is a good way to ask her out.” 

Another strong punch to Stiles’ arm made him yip loudly as Scott stared at him, his eyes deep screaming out that he was unimpressed. His voice was low and scolding, “I fucking told you so, you idiot.” 

Brown locks fell as Stiles’ head dropped to the rim of his steering wheel, a guttural groan echoing loudly around him. He wasn’t happy with himself, and if you weren’t so damn captivating, then he might have given up quicker. But he won’t, because he’s Stiles, and giving up isn’t a thing that he’s ever known to do. He was overly hyperactive, spontaneous, and strong-headed but he never was one to quit. Especially when it came to the cute girl at the car wash.

“Are you gonna let me in, Lyds?” He begged, tone defeated as he stared at the strawberry-blonde with wide pleading eyes. She clicked her tongue as she considered thought, her facade still not showing even the tiniest crack. Eventually, she stepped aside with a knowing look - another warning, a promise that if this didn’t end well then she’d show off what her anger truly entails. It was seen within her piercing eyes and protective scowl, truly terrifying when you’re found to be on the receiving end.

Stiles didn’t bother driving all the way up, opting to walk over instead with hands buried into the depths of his denim pockets to hide the nervous fiddling of his lanky fingers. He felt the dissipation of pressure when he noticed that you were alone, and the setting sun emitting a halo of light that framed you perfectly. If this wasn’t a sign, then he didn’t know what was.

He swallowed quickly, mouth suddenly dry as he lapped at his lips. This felt too surreal, like he was floating through a dream and that his body was filled with instant warmth as you looked over your shoulder and smiled at him. 

“Hey, you. No car?” You asked, showing off a full toothy grin as your hands clasped behind your back. Little did Stiles know that you too were nervously playing with your fingers.

He smiled back, speaking honestly for the first time today as he stopped only a feet or two away from you, “Didn’t really wanna hide behind it anymore.”

 It was easier to see him now that he was close enough to touch; soft brown freckles much more evident across his skin as they glowed in the afternoon light, a beautiful contrast to the dark moles that splayed constellations beside his cheeks. His eyes grew golden and you could practically taste the caramel shade that radiated so mesmerizingly from them. He was much more vulnerable as he stood with buried hands and a bashful boyish smile that made you feel weak.  

He was so gentle and you couldn’t hold back.

“Did you wanna go out sometime? I mean - “ You laughed nervously, and Stiles couldn’t have found it any more adorable if he tried, “I like you. I know it sounds so totally middle school to say that, but I do. You make my knees weak, and my heart race, and i get these... these butterflies - “

“In your stomach? And it makes you feel weird, kinda sick but in a good way? The butterflies feel good?” He interjected, unable to hold back now that he had seen your feelings laying on the line. 

Yout bit your lip, nodding in agreement, “Exactly. It’s like... a good nervous. A perfect kind of nervous. You make me smile and I swear I can feel my chest swell with so much happiness, it’s crazy.” 

Stiles raised an eyebrow, “So crazy?” 

“Yeah, so crazy.” You wanted to reach over and slap his arm from repeating your earlier words, his tone just as mocking, but it only showed you that everything you did meant just as much to him, as he did to you.

“I wanted to tell you all day... fuck, I like you too. Probably a little too much. That probably is probably a definitely... definitely a definitely - “ He hummed as he stopped to think to himself, getting lost for a short moment before the gentle touch of your hand was felt against his cheek, and Stiles could have melted to the ground right there and then.

You had to gulp down as you locked eyes with the boy, their doe-like appearance prompting your bottom lip to catch between your teeth again, “I definitely like you a little too much, too, Stiles.” 

With careful movements, his hand raised to sit tenderly over your hold, and he was hoping that you weren't able to hear the hammering of his loving heart against the caging of his chest. 

Stiles eventually released a breath he didn’t know he was holding, the sigh sounding content and pleased, “Burgers?” 

You nodded in reply before your tone was laced in amusement, “Only if you promise not to throw my shake at your car.” 

“I don’t know, if it means I get to see the cute car wash girl again, then maybe that’s a promise I’ve gotta break.” 

[weird-bookworm]

ᴇʟᴅᴇʀ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ!ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ

HYUNG LINE MAKNAE LINE

a/n: i am writing this purely because all an irl friend of mine can talk about nowadays is how shua would be as an elder brother

pairing: elder brother!svt x fem!reader

genre: headcanons, fluff, crack, comfort

word count: around 150 each? imma say 1050-ish in total

warnings: reader is implied to be straight, mentioned alcohol and clubbing, excessive use of ™, excessive simping, me thinking i'm good at this 💀 (we're getting there lol)

ᴄʜᴏɪ ꜱᴇᴜɴɢᴄʜᴇᴏʟ

more of a dad than a brother

wayyy too overprotective

a kid at heart, bless him 🤭

chaotic asf

will not let you date. ever

expect him to go all out to scare potential dates away

as in, movie-level dramatic

no cooperation, will tattle to your parents

cuddle bear!!

as protective as he is, he probably introduced alcohol to you (or so he thinks)

"you are now an adult" "i've been an adult for 3 yea—" "YOU are an adult now, i will show you what alcohol is" "...cheol wtf 😃"

does not care about the fact that you've "known" alcohol for 3 years already

just know you're gonna take forever to meet his friends

gatekeeps you from them

they've known about you for a long time so they treat you normally after you pester him enough to introduce you

but they go all flirty when he's around, just to annoy him <3

and ofc you play along lol

pouty babie

ʏᴏᴏɴ ᴊᴇᴏɴɢʜᴀɴ

a menace 😃

do not trust

mischievous af

i feel like he'll be the kind of brother to take you clubbing

as in, have fun but imma be there just in case

pretends to be your bf to ward off creeps lol

"i won't tell if you won't" when it concerns your parents

helps you sneak out at night as long as he can keep full tabs on your whereabouts

your therapist

silently holds you when you cry 🥺

then does some shit to make you laugh

Always cheats in games

annoying asf

likes to whine for attention when he's bored

aka full on pouts and doe eyes and long drawn cries of your name because "i'm boreddddddd"

acts the same when you're trying to study

probably doesn't care if you're dating

but only if he approves and you're happy and safe

ʜᴏɴɢ ᴊɪꜱᴏᴏ

weirdly protective

will randomly barge in your room to tickle you

hangs out with your friends as if they're his, not yours

the Bane of Your Existence 😩

but also your comfort person

one minute he's teasing the hell out of you

and another he's holding you tight in his arms as you rant about your day

will listen to it all too

no interruptions

says shit, then goes "i love you" before you can get a word out

partner-in-crime for Everything

goody two shoes in front of your parents though 🙄

his life's goal is to make you cringe at any given moment

will cross boundaries to make it happen

starts flexing (his muscles) in front of your friends to embarrass you

willingly drives you around

teases you with the fact that every. single. one. of your friends has a crush on him

pretends to be clueless

really isn't

he just loves you a lot ok?

ᴡᴇɴ ᴊᴜɴʜᴜɪ

a goof

hyperactive, practically bounces around the house

forever giggling at everything remotely amusing thing you do

acts like a younger sibling

most adorable

roams around the house like a ghost in broad daylight

likes to yell randomly

it scares you shitless

every. single. time.

a tease

talking to a cute guy? *eyebrow raise* going on a date? *eyebrow raise* talking on the phone? *eyebrow raise*

(it was just your mother 😭)

is often found asleep on the couch

creeps your friends out with the way he sleeps 💀

strangely wise

like, you'd expect the goofball to be a himbo

always has good advice

ᴋᴡᴏɴ ꜱᴏᴏɴʏᴏᴜɴɢ

hyperactive puppy

(he would prefer tiger but when have you ever listened to him?)

you are sick of choosing tiger themed gifts for his birthday and as celebratory gifts for his endless achievements

(you're proud of him, really, but seriously?)

you're even sicker of getting tiger themed gifts for your birthdays

you can never bring yourself to throw them out though 😔

forever doing adorably weird shit

you can't tell if he likes it when you squish his cheeks anymore, you do it so often

in the mood for teasing? call him a hamster

hell bent on annoying the hell out of you

rambles non-stop when he's excited

comes to your room later to quietly thank you for listening anyway 🥺

stands behind your parents when they're scolding you

and makes faces to make you laugh

a lightweight drunk

so you're basically stuck dealing with a toddler who's constantly trying to kiss you

always goes pouty when you threaten to murder him

ᴊᴇᴏɴ ᴡᴏɴᴡᴏᴏ

on the more quieter side

often games all night

and you join him because why not

only ever yells while gaming

you guys have a very Chill dynamic

annoys you— not too often— by using the biggest, most nerdiest words ever

in casual conversations no less 🙄

secretly Fond™

you'll find cute notes everywhere in the house if you're sad or stressed

only and only you can hug him (...and maybe mingyu, who can so no to him?)

silent comfy hangouts

sometimes very very loud and very very dramatic

pretends to be cool when you introduce your bf to him

he is not cool

i'm talking stinky side eyes when you're not looking and total hostile cat behaviour 😅

just know he's scaring the poor guy away

ʟᴇᴇ ᴊɪʜᴏᴏɴ

spends more time in his studio than he does home

workaholic

worries you by never sleeping

when he does sleep though

sleepy kitty 🥺

you're gonna spend at least 15 minutes just trynna get him up

cares quietly

has his crazy moments

you're somehow taller than him? excuse me? he's older and has more testosterone, what do you mean?

gets so annoyed when they strangers treat you like his elder sister

ofc you're busy laughing at his -_-

extreme kitten mannerisms

he doesn't know though

so you and his friends have a good laugh every time he does something remotely cat-like

and ofc you have special access to his studio 😁

because he may not admit it but he's just really fond of you

so he spoils you as much as his budget allows

[sanderchu]

I’m sobbing and begging you for how you think Tommy and reader would act when they met eachother.

Imagine.

Y/n is a family friend of wilbur and during a family reunion wilbur drags Tommy along, you and Tommy being the only people in your age range they both immediately click and also almost immediately start crushing in each other. What BS would they get into

Family reunion shenanigans

Note: no need to sob I got you it’s ok- so don’t worry I got you :)

Reader: Fem!reader

Wilbur and y/n are pretty close all because of y/n being a well known family friend. So when the family reunion came along of course they invited y/n. When the day came tommy actually went along with Wilbur because at some point that reunion was bound to get boring.

Tommy and Wilbur went inside the open house filled with family well known to Wilbur. He said his hellos and had little chats with each person mainly people telling him how big he became and little stories of him as a kid. Tommy really just stuck to him like glue. You on the other hand we’re sitting in the living room as you saw tommy and Wilbur. You and Tommy exchanged a quick glance and smile making tommy ask who you were.

“She’s a family friend that’s very well known to everyone here, her name is y/n you should go talk to her she’s around your age and you both have a bit in common.” Tommy hesitated a bit, he didn’t know you and thought his first impression might come off a bit hyper towards you. But with a bit of encouragement from will he soon sat next to you and introduced his self.

That night was finally getting better for you both as you talked and laughed as Wilbur watched you both from afar as he was talking to everyone. “Wanna head out somewhere? This place is boring and it’s full of old people that know me yet never met and some I do know but there still boring-“ tommy looked a Wilbur for permission to Wilbur. Luckily, Wilbur knew exactly what he was trying to say with his face and nodded. Tommy agreed and both headed out the door before anyone can stop. Not like anyone will everyone was busy chatting away.

You and Tommy went to a near by park with a playground to hang out. You both fooled around as you both acted like you guys were pirates and recreating scenes from the lion king and the titanic. With a devilish look in both your guys eyes you both climbed that top on the play thing just sitting on the roof. Of course tommy tried to stand and slipped immediately down making you rush down. Thankfully he was ok and nothing serious happened just a little scratch on his arm but it was barley visible.

You both took a break before deciding to go to a near by supermarket. Why? You both had no reason. You sat in the cart as he drove you around like a whole race car moment. Thankfully, the workers were really to tired to kick you both out so you both drove around being loud af as darkness was fully upon you both. When it was closing time you both ended up stealing the cart and just racing back to the house with it but now with tommy in the cart and you driving it.

Wilbur saw you both he laughed at how crazy you looked and really considered acting like he didn’t know you both. During that time as well everyone was leaving so Wilbur was just sitting outside waiting for you and Tommy to get back. “I had a bunch of fun” tommy said as he got a closer look at your face, “me too”. You were gorgeous to him. The moon light in the sky only making it more of a mesmerized scene. Wilbur suddenly snapped him out of it when the Uber arrived. You gave him a hug and thanked him for making that boring experience actually fun for once. Your hug felt warm and soft making him try to hide how flustered he was. Wilbur shoved him in the car before he started to simp again and you waved to them as the car drove away.

He was unique, loud, creative, funny, and weird. Did you care? No you had an amazing time and wished that night would never end but thankfully as you started to head home Wilbur sent you his number so you both can have more moments like that.

Don’t ask about the cart- it’s just in front of that house now-

[femmesandhoney]

no one in my family growing up would cook bc my dad and brothers refused to ever do it and my mom was the only one expected to but worked full time on top of looking after us kids and also hated it. She would try to get me to do it but never asked my older brothers so i refused out of spite. And so we all ate individually and lived off microwave meals and snacks.

As an adult i learnt to cook and love making things that are actually nutritious from scratch. I do get somewhat neurotic about not eating frozen meals/junk food but growing up on that has given me lifelong health issues. When people who grew up on homecooked meals for dinner every night call me snobby for avoiding overly processed food my eye starts twitching lmao.

I do wonder tho how many women have a weird relationship with cooking due to it being on one hand, a life skill everyone should have that has a huge impact on general health but on the other hand is something most girls were expected to do for their families and to be a *good wife* for future husbands, and so refusing to learn is almost a rebellion against that. Even now, i love cooking for myself but cooking for other people... nope cant do it :/. Especially not for a man, but ive had female roommates i was cooking for who would joke about me being their wife and start making demands about what i should make, get annoyed if i was too busy to cook, and expect me to cook for anyone they brought over. Its like any women who's doing the cooking is looked down on (even if the food itself is praised) and everyone forgets shes doing them a favor, while men who cook are fawned over.

And i kinda hate how, especially on tumblr cooking for someone is considered an act of love. On one hand i agree, cooking for someone *can* be loving and intimate, but on the other its just like... its almost exclusively women who are expected to cook routinely and its not some fun, loving activity, it's an exhausting chore and if she doesn't do it no one else will.

Sorry for the long rant on cooking, but i cant talk about these things in my real life without everyone thinking im being crazy and over thinking things lol.

"When people who grew up on homecooked meals for dinner every night call me snobby for avoiding overly processed food my eye starts twitching lmao" no i understand this completely anon! as my mom was a single mom, most of the meals i had when i was really little were frozen or microwaveable, it wasn't until i was older my mom started cooking more or at least buying hot meals/ready made fresh food from the grocery store that we were actually eating less processed food for once. my grandma, though, was an amazing cook, so i know my mom grew up with good food every day, that was just expected of moms back then too like you said. so whenever i cook, i love love love just cooking stuff from scratch as much as possible.

and while i get what you're saying overall, and you're right lots of women don't learn to cook as a fuck you to gender roles, i was thinking of my friend and her sister and mom. there's no man in that household lol, so there's not any form of "you should cook while your father/brother sits around". i think probably her mom rebelled against it as a kid and never learned and just never taught her kids then, which is sad af.

i'm sorry your roommates are expecting shit from you though. that's very unfair on you. and i think cooking definitely is a form of love, but it's more actually romantic and sweet when both partners know how to cook and can reciprocate all that effort in an equal way. i think like chef couples are sweet af because you can see both of them equally can balance those acts and that when they cook together there's no stress because you know the other knows what they're doing. people who are like "let's cook/bake" as a fun date idea with their partner but only one knows what they're doing is not fun lmao. you're just micromanaging the other the entire time. sooo romantic and loving.

[tsuki-sennin]

Welcome to Kyoto! Following the reconciliation of father and son last episode, we take a page out of Fourze's screenplay and go on a class trip~! As Hotaro dreams for a future between humans and Chemies, for what reason does the Dark Sister Clotho become an uninvited guest?

Spoilers, I guess...

-Y'know, we surprisingly haven't seen all that much of Furasu High School itself.

-The time has come... for Kyoto!

-That seems to be the class trip location in shows like these. Kaguya-sama, Bloom Into You, Digimon Adventure 02, the sucky stealth minigame in Persona 3 that's somehow infinitely less terrible than any of the other hot spring sections... Think it was even in Cardcaptor Sakura too, incidentally.

-Big missed opportunity, by the way, to not have even a mild crossover between Fourze and Smile PreCure, which both had school trips to Kyoto at the same time.

-The furthest I've ever gone on a field trip was in 5th grade, when we went on a field trip to Tennessee to visit Ruby Falls. I've been there before with my mom, so it wasn't anything new, but it was still fun. Never had a full field trip again after that though.

-"I hope you make sure to STUDY!"

-Something that Hotaro's ill prepared for.

-Kudoh, you gotta help us out.

-No friends... but us~!

-Hello, Mr. Kannushi.

-ALIENS

-Kajiki and Hotaro! Hunting for aliens!

-Hi there, Spanner.

-There's your girlfriend, the Clover Torturer.

-Ohhhhhhhhhh

-I see Lachesis has a real green thumb.

-"Not impressed! I can do that too!"

-Ohhhhhhh, Triple Tuned.

-Oh, she's freaky, huh?

-"Are you done playing weird games with your weird boyfriend yet? :<"

-Oh, a Level 10~! Meeting our first one soon, huh?

-What the fuck is that.

-Don't you cut away from me, Lachesis, I wanna know what you just did.

-Hopper1.....

-Poor boy...

-YOU FORGOT HIM

-WHAT THE HELL, MAN

-"I fuckin' hate Kamen Rider. Which one of you assholes is gonna kill him for me."

-Oh, this guy's a jackoff!

-Hoppa~!

-He wants to meet Friend!

-Batta!

-Oh hello, miss.

-Special place?

-Himeno Hijiri....

-Whoa, she was in middle school seven years ago?

-And you were in 4th grade when this issue was published.

-...I think she's a little too old for you buddy, unless I misread it.

-He didn't see nothin', Rinne!

-Hot damn, Clotho's strong.

-Jungle Jan...

-Ohhhhhh, this hoodie guy seems nasty.

-Hotaro's seriously into this.

-"Weren't you nerds looking for UFOs?"

-"UFOS!? THERE'S A HOT OLDER LADY WHO LIKES THE OCCULT!"

-I think how awkward the acting is kinda adds to Gotchard's atmosphere rather than detracting from it.

-I hear this is kinda like how community theater goes.

-Haunted house...

-Rinne's having the time of her life today.

-Hello, Hijiwi-san

-

-YOU LEFT EVERYTHING THERE-

-Hiiiii, Smaphone.

-Golddash came out to play~!

-I sure hope you give Renge a tip for all her hard work.

-Hitodama...

-Oh shit, Clotho.

-Hello, Mr. Minato.

-I'm still suspicious of you, but I feel like you've at least got good intentions even if the rest of the Academy is shady af.

-Oh fuck, ninjas and aliens.

-This really is Fourze.

-We're doing her thing now, Ichinose.

-"Hang him from your vines if you want! I just want him dead!"

-Oh, you're just a classy guy aren't you.

-Oh at least Kudoh's on the ball.

-Oh fuck, giant robot time?

-LET'S GOOOOOO

-BatKingrobo!

-Far shot...

-Oh that's the hoodie guy

-Yeah, sorry buddy... it really wasn't gonna work out like that.

-Oh okay, this is just straight up Ultraman now.

-Finisher Beam!

-Very funny, Toei.

-Hiiiiii, Golddash~!

-Steamliner~!

-What next?

-Ohhhhhh, the guy's an arsonist.

-Those hitodama they saw... probably a Chemy if it forms the basis of his Malgam.

[blue-maiden4]

Okay I felt like doing a post about Julieta's relationship with other characters. So yeah, this will very likely be a long post.

For the purpose of this thing being organized I will split the info by characters.

Also, my apologies if Arven's part is long af. Let's just say I fleshed out his and Julieta's relationship/interactions more and were also the first thing I worked on 😂.

Nemona (Best friend/Rival)

First friend Julieta makes in Paldea. Though honestly, if it weren't for Nemona giving the first step and being such a happy and nice person, Julieta would have never become her friend.

While sometimes Nemona can be a lot to deal with (especifically her constant desire to battle), Julieta loves spending time with her.

Julieta has a lot of fun having pokemon battles with Nemona, she really doesn't understand why people avoid her like the plague. Like sure, Nemona is really strong, but pokemon battles aren't about winning or losing, it's about having fun and learning from your experiences to get better!

Nemona teases Julieta a lot after she hears her call Arven 'cute'. She's fully aware the girl doesn't have a crush on him, but does love seeing her reactions. (Little did she know, her rival would fall for that idiot in the future).

When Julieta finally confesses she does have a crush on Arven, Nemona fucking screams and celebrates cause she was right. (Penny was also there and she's just confused af about Nemona's reaction: What do you mean that you already knew that from the very beginning?!)

You know how her teasing her rival was just done for the laughs? Well as the story progresses Nemona starts to have some suspicion that Julieta does feel something for Arven. So it goes from teasing just cause it's fun to bother her bestie, to teasing her because she may actually be crushing on that idiot.

Even though Nemona and Julieta are close, Julieta still doesn’t feel like sharing more private stuff with her friend (specifically stuff about her father and the bullying she suffered back in Galar)

Nemona tries her best to check up on Julieta’s well being during the treasure hunt assignment. She can’t help but worry about her friend’s safety, since Julieta has involved herself with dangerous stuff (Dealing with Team star and hunting down titan Pokémon to find some herbs that only Arceus knows if they’re even real)

Both girls are always giving each other tips for Pokémon battles.

Arven (Best friend/Julieta's crush)

First time Julieta saw him in front of the lighthouse, she thought he was cute. Then the illusion shattered when he started acting like a jerk, why did the cute boy have to turn out to be such a jerk???

She wanted to kick his ass for being so rude towards her, Nemona and the robotic lizard that saved her life. The only reason she didn’t do that was because Nemona would have probably stopped her from doing so. At least she wiped the floor with his Skwovet during their battle.

Their second encounter at the school’s cafeteria was…well it wasn’t great at first. Julieta brought up what happened at the lighthouse and Arven apologized for his behavior, then the two introduced each other properly and now are in slightly better terms.

Both start to interact a bit more since they have Home Ec together. In one of the classes he gets paired up with Julieta cause her cooking skills are atrocious, how has this girl survived this long???

As the time goes by, they eventually reach the friend status. (Shocking how Julieta ended up being friends with the guy that was rude to her and her weird robot lizard)

Now, the relationship between these two does start to evolve a lot during the Path of Legends storyline. (Will divide this part by Titans to make this easier for me)

Open sky Titan: This is when things start to get interesting. After Arven tells Julieta about Mabosstiff, she is more determined than ever to help him out and promises she won’t rest until his partner gets better. It's also in this point Arven starts to develop feelings for Julieta.

Lurking Steel Titan: After beating the giant worm and getting the Herba Mystica, Julieta comes to the realization that she's starting to catch feelings for Arven. So, yeah, seems Nemona was right about her having a crush on this guy all along, the feelings have been there almost from the very beginning, she just didn't realized that until this very moment.

Of course Julieta took this revelation too well, like the emotionally mature teen she is, right? Well, not exactly. Girl was freaking out, why did she had to fall for the guy she's trying to help?! She's had crushes before and knows how stupid she can act because of it!

The poor girl was so overwhelmed by her own feelings that she ran away from the cave to try and clear head (which ends up badly as she trips with a rock and hurts her ankle).

Oh well, if this just another silly crush then it won't be different from the other times she's had a crush on someone, so she will over it some weeks later so it's not a big deal. (Spoiler: it doesn't go away in a few weeks and it's actually getting stronger and worse)

Quaking Earth Titan: You know the drill already so, after these two get the Herba Mystica, they stick with each other for a while and even decide to set up a camp for the night (once they get outside of the desert of course).

Long story short, Julieta opens up with Arven and tells him about her dad, making him the very first person to know about what happened to her father. You could say this is also the point where their bond becomes stronger and her own feelings grow even more (which is exactly the one thing she doesn't want).

False Dragon Titan: After successfully saving Mabosstiff, these two teens that have been crushing for each other for more than a month finally confess! Or at least that's what we all wish to happen, unfortunately as these two are about to kiss, the professor decides to call Julieta (Sir, you couldn't have chosen the worst possible time to call!), so it seems the two idiots won't be getting together this time 😔.

Don't worry, after the events of Area zero and somewhere in the post game the mutual pinning will end and those two will get together at long last.

They always text each other, whether to make sure the other is doing well and know they're fine, or just to kill some time and have fun.

Sometimes they text each other in the middle of the night when they're having a hard time to fall asleep.

Both are very overprotective of each other, but Arven is the one who shows this overprotective side more, especially during their Titan hunting adventures where he is always doing his best to keep his little buddy safe. He got Julieta into this mess, so the least he can do is to make sure she doesn't get hurt.

These two are so damn oblivious of each other's feelings. They really do be like: "oh I don't think he/she feels that way about me and just considers me a friend..." (If you listen carefully you may hear Nemona scream in the distance)

Whenever they hang out, cooking duty is on Arven, mostly cause he doesn't want Julieta to burn down his kitchen.

Julieta every once in a while asks Arven for tips on how to take care of her own Mabosstiff, especially on how to deal with all the fur her precious dog sheds (turns out Arven wasn't kidding when he said Mabosstiff sheds a ton-). The girl can't help both wonder how Arven can deal with this on a daily basis.

They will always seek out each other for comfort, especially after what happened down in the crater, the events did affected them badly, so they have nightmares very frequently during the first weeks after the incident.

Even though they started with left foot, both are grateful that they got to meet each other. Both of them were lonely people, but now they're not alone anymore and know that the other would be there for them no matter what.

Penny (The introverted best friend)

The combination of a shy introvert and a girl that has suffered bullying and practically closed herself from others is not good.

It practically takes a lot of time for Julieta and Penny to be good friends. The only times they interact with each other is during the Starfall storyline, but those interactions are quite short.

It's only after the ending of operation Starfall that they get to interact a bit more with each other. Now that Julieta knows Penny has suffered the same things as her, which would be being bullied, that's the starting point for them bond over.

Julieta has never watched anime, so Penny is the one who basically introduces her to it, so now they occasionally hang out in Julieta's dorm and just watch anime together.

She also may start reading manga because of Penny.

Since Julieta sucks at math (she's isn't that bad with it, but does have a bit of hard time with it), Penny offers to tutor her.

During the whole are zero fiasco, Penny noticed there was something going on between Julieta and Arven, but she's not saying anything about it, she would rather let her friend bring it up herself. (Assuming her suspicions are correct).

Julieta would always bring some actual food to Penny. She really doesn't understand how that girl can live off of instant noodles. (The food was made by Arven since she sucks at cooking)

[rune-folk]

two ramble posts in a row, im sorry. again, block the tag if it annoys you. this post is going to be long, sorry

anyways, i am going to introduce a new code name. while Reidar is the guy i have this weird friendship/dating situation thing with and Halfdan is my good friend, i am introducing a non norwegian now. he is from central europe so i will call him Manfred. just as for the other two, not his real name

anyways, Manfred is my coworker. his desk is next to mine. he does not speak any norwegian and is not very comfortable in speaking english, so as i speak german he speaks (according to my boss) more with me than he had in the previous 4 years of working there. (his german is also very unclear, so that even i have to often ask him to repeat himself)

anyways, he is this typical guy who does not go out, only goes from his home to work and back. he has no friends in norway outside of work, and even there he never joins when we go out (we are a very social group and meet up almost every weekend).

he is this kind of guy who thinks not giving a shit about how he looks makes him cool, he has always top everything you say or mame snarky comments. criticising womrns makeup, how people dress or behave, while himself wearing old af shoes, washe dout jeans and a black shirt every day, despite having the money to buy anything he wants. nothing wrong with that but hypocritical. he also complains about norwegian women on tinder, that they expect so much, while looking like sjit. he also thinks it is cool that he does not work out and eats frozen pizza.

he also is older than most of us and even older than my boss (he is 35 she is 32) and thinks this means he is therefore better and treats the rest of us like children in a condescending way, and always says that im such a child even though i am 27 and have my life more in order than he has.

oh wait no, wrong. he does not treat all of us like that. just the women.

he treats us as if we dont know what we are doing (we all have a masters degree in the same field, and i took less than half the time for it than he did), he does not take us for full and acts as if he is the only adult in the room. he also makes fun of us women because we are all pretty short and he is tall. wow such adult. so mature.

then comes the part that only i get to suffer because i speak german.

maybe people who have suffered through my ramblings a bit have noticed, i am a talkative person. i am shy at first, but after a time im friendly and like small talk. so as i started during covid and he was the only other person also coming to the office (i could not be in homeoffice as i literally did not have any furniture in my apartment because i moved for the job) we started talking. he went to the same uni as i, we knew the same people and professors, so of course there was much topic

anyways, he started to make more and more weird comments. like he uses the german word "Schatz" at me, which literally means treasure and is a term you would usually use for your romantic partner. he only does this with me.

then e.g. i dont want kids. i am even one of those people who actively dislikes kids, and does not want to be around them. i am a spoonie. i never want to have children and even if i would never curse them with my fucked genes.

when this came up he just laughs and is like "yea yea you will change your mind", "yea call me when you are pregnant" (mind you i am single). he does not know me or my life, so it is so inappropriate for him to say stuff like that. i also find it highly disrespectful tbh. i am also very easy to startle, and flinch with every loud noise. he constantly says how cute it is. yea.. not something to say to a coworker imo

but i am nice i dont want trouble, i keep it to myself.

but now, in september i was on a work trip in the alps, and he was with me. i met an old colleague there but other than that i knew no one, so he was the only one to talk to outside of the meetings for the week. we also added two days in a nearby city after the work trip because there were no direct flights back home.

during that time the comments just grew more and more inappropriate.

he knows my ex, who studied with him. he said "we should go back and pretend that there is something going on between us just to bother him"

first of all, no. weird. second of all. no. that is so cruel, the thing with my ex is still quite complicated. i told him no.

then again, a few days later, because apparently my boss told my male coworkers not to hit on me when i would start my job.

"we should pretend in front of your boss that there is something going on between us, that would be fun" (she is not his boss, he has a different boss, but his boss is also my second boss.. it is a bit confusing i know but we are still working in the same group)

no it would not. that is weird..stop suggesting that.

he also made a comment like "we're not married yet, Schatz" when i joked that he could finish my food at a restaurant. again, weird.

after the trip i was super sick of him. but now suddenly he joins all the outings with work people where he usually would not even bother. im so sick of him. and now those outings are annoying because i try to keep away from him but he always goes so he walks next to me and then throws in side comments or german comments

im trying to ignore him and sometimes i think he notices but he still tries to engage so i just pretend i am super busy and stressed. then he constantly looks over the small wall dividing our desks to look at my work and makes comments. usually that is not a problem and i dont mind, we work together and it can be useful but i am so sick of him that every breath he takes annoys me

so, yea.. now idk what to do. i told some of my coworker friends that i am creeped out by him, but they dont know what to do either.

should i tell my boss? she is italian and very direct. idk i dont want stress. i should add he cannot be fired because of this i think, but it would make things weird. i can also not change desks. my second boss who is his boss is also very non confrontational so idk if telling her would do anything.

his contract would run out this month but he got an extension, so my hope to be rid of him is sadly not going to happen. idk.. this is sjit

[noibles]

i just saw your tags under the hasan post and no let’s talk about it. i’m so sick of these age jokes especially bc they’re not funny to begin with but: if people think being in your mid-late 20s is old 💀 what ?? maybe way back when the life expectancy was like 40. but people live well into their 80s now.

i’ve never understood the constant talk of age, it’s almost obsessive (both from cc and fans). and i’m not personally offended by it bc i’m not in the age range — i’m only 20 so i’m still “younger” by their standards — it’s just weird that that’s always made into a joke. especially bc i mainly watch the dteam and their close friends. when it’s dtkq george is the one made fun of, but when george is suddenly with people older than him (hasan, austin, etc) he is the first to make those jokes kind of in a way to be like “look i’m not the oldest here anymore and now i can make jokes”

realistically, if they all get to live a full, healthy life, none of them are even halfway through their lives. maybe it’s bc im used to watching people who would be considered “older” before i got into mcyt, but they’re all really young for being as successful as they are. i wish they — cc and fans — would give up the age bit bc it’s really not funny imo (like they’re all very young and still able to do a lot, stop acting like just cause someone is 24+ they’re about to die). aging is a normal part of life and im sick of seeing teenagers act like they won’t be in the same boat in 10 years. and being in your mid 20s is not grounds for having an age crisis, bc if you think that’s old you’re doomed.

Tbf I think part of the reason it is a joke is the absolute absurdity if it like the George is going on 30 joke even tho he's 25 and also that's still Not Old. But. It's just... reinforcing ageist ideas and having an actually negative impact at this point yeah, see: teens thinking life is over when they hit 30, an ACTUAL WELL KNOWN AND BELOVED CC OUTRIGHT SAYING HE DOESN'T WANT TO DO A THING BECAUSE HE FEELS HE'D BE MADE FUN OF FOR BEING OLD. And old people aren't allowed to enjoy things!! Don'tcha know!! Like that's a very real take that's very prevalent even (especially what with social media) today.

So yeah it'd just be better if people gave up the bit. It's particularly horrendous in the mcyt community tbh because there's a team in mcc24 now called the Pink Pensioners... it's a team of people in their 30s. They have another good 30 years before they'd actually be considered elderly/pensioners. That's literally another lifetime for them rn. Can we... not?

And you know what even if we did have an actual elderly person playing minecraft as a CC that'd be fucking badass and I want to see it. Retirement age is known for being a time the elderly can indulge in pleasures after a life of working in a capitalist hellscape and putting hobbies aside for family or w/e bring it on that sounds wholesome af. And if anyone makes fun of such a person for being old I'd murder.

Anyway yeah yeah OK Boomer and all that has a time and place but fr don't shame people for their age and what they choose to do with their life at any stage. Celebrate aging instead, because God knows surviving another year these days is practically a miracle.

[tfyouthinkiam505]

kina gay ngl //

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kina like havin a casual relationship with my friend

i love n trust him n he really is the kina person you could never have a bad breakup with

he doesnt care what were doing as long as we always stay friends

idk if ill ever try to make it official

since i have horrible commitment issues

and i never truly know what i want

but for now, im enjoying my time with him

and he gets to feel what its like to be loved n cared for by someone

its honestly crazy that hes never been in a relationship before

hes a great guy

hes supportive

understanding

great listener

funny

smart

he gets along well with just about everyone he meets

down for anything, even if its something hes not necessarily interested in. as long as youre having fun, hes having fun too.

if hes in the middle of something and i ask him for something, he drops everything right away to give me what i ask for

he always compliments me

he doesnt point out my insecurities (well, sometimes he does when he tries to compliment me on something that im insecure about so i dont really take it as a compliment. but thats a me problem. i still appreciate it)

validates me no matter how small or stupid my issue is

non-judgmental

doesnt mind my weird antics

doesnt get bothered by how clingy i am

doesnt get upset at me when i go through my mood swings

hes pretty level-headed

very open and honest

he cares about his friends alot and would do just about anything for them

not to mention hes also v pretty n looks hot af now that hes started dressing more casually (before, hed like always dress like hes on his way to a job interview. not a vibe fr. my guy, youre 22, not 40. act like it lmao)

his only main flaws is that hes hard headed n stubborn (which isnt always a flaw. but sometimes it can be annoying)

and he gets into moods sometimes. but he cant really help it

idk. hes lovely tho

i wish i wasnt so fucked up all the time

then id def try n make our relationship official

but hes not pushy and just wants me to be happy and wants to see me succeed. whether thats with him or with someone else.

[sorry-i-spaced]

I'll ask!!! Question 19 please 🥺

Thank you!

Tell me a story about your writing journey. When did you start? Why did you start? Were there bumps along the way? Where are you now and where are you going?

My answer is very long, so it's going under a cut!

So I started writing when I was 7yrs old! I decided to write this story about a girl who took everything literally (it was my version of Amelia Bedelia) and I wrote it on printer paper and it had a lot of spelling errors. I named the girl Sam and showed my mom. My mom then decided to fix my spelling and then proceeded to tell me to use lined paper instead. I got a journal from her and I wrote my next installment of Sam stories. I did this until I was about 9. At 9 I started getting into the whole world of having babies and adoption and all that fun stuff. So I created a story called Bob The Clean Freak! Bob had several children varying ages and biological blood. Bob's claim to fame in why I wrote so much about him and thought it was the funniest thing in the world was he was friends with the Queen of England and she would pay him to clean her zillion bathrooms. Bob The Clean Freak lasted til I was about 11. I do remember making an installment where he went to a funeral for Sam (the Amelia Bedelia knockoff). I kind of stopped writing then. I would mainly tell stories aloud but wouldn't write them down. Then when I was 12 I was hit with the acting bug! But unlike now where I can act on it and do background acting, my parents wouldn't budge (they didn't want me to experience rejection from a young age). So to combat this, I learned about screenwriting and started making my own scripts! I wrote this one called Dr. Knockout where he kidnapped these girls and it was based off of an episode of the show Supah Ninjas that was on Nickeloden at the time! I began mainly writing in script format if I did any writing at all. Jumping forward when I was 14 I wrote my first ever fanfic before really knowing what fanfiction was. It was a Lab Rats fanfic where I was booked to be on the show and I fell in love with one of the actors (it was weird af). Skipping ahead again when I was 16 I challenged myself to write a Criminal Minds script (I was really into that fandom at the time) and it ended up being like 60 pages and I edited it and everything and sent it off to the Executive Producer of the show (no shit, I found her contact info on the CBS website while I was in Computer Science class in school). I think it was around this time as well that I had friends requesting me to write them stuff irl - which I would complete for them.

I then went off the college and couldn't really write much. But I took a creative writing class and shared every insane made up game I played with my friends in the backyard growing up. I also learned of new ways to write stories (starting from the end of your story and jumping into the beginning, playing around with flashbacks, 5+1 writing style)

In my first year of being a senior (I did it twice...oops) I started writing fanfiction again and it was great and I love writing and sharing it!

I think overall since I was a small child I've written some form of fanfiction even if I didn't realize it!

[milfs4lif3]

Heloo!!^^ may i request this!!?:3

I don't really know if you comfortable with this but can i request a fluff headcanons about various! Character, like toman+takemichi, hinata (she still like takemichi but hehehe), emma, senju, haitani, kazu, hanma having a crush on fem!karma/kaneki(u can choose^^)!reader? Like they having a same crush on her?^///^ apologized if this too weird!!;^;

If you write for karma reader, the reader have a same strangth like him but she not meanie like him instead she is so sweet but danger and badass just like karma!!💥 or if you write kaneki reader she same just like kaneki, she have a same strength and kagune but she not cold, she sweet and scary if someone try to hurt her friends!^^

Ohh i'm sorry because i'm not mention this, i don't want to make you confuse^^hehe,,,but i want all of them having crush on the reader at once in the same headcanons!! I'm sorry if this make u feel uncomfortable!!^^; feel free to ignore<33 thank youu and have a nice day/night:3♡♡

Hello!! omg omg omg omg omg THIS. IS. SUCH. A.CUTE.REQUEST. omg i love this so so much. This does not make me feel uncomfortable, love ! This also kinda turned into dating Hc’s, but only for a few parts. And I’m sorry that I didn't write a part for Emma, it’s just that I don't know a lot about her, so it would be harder to write for her. I also didn’t write something for Hinata because It just seemed a bit hard.I tried to get all of the characters that I feel most comfortable writing for in here. I'm sorry that I didn't get to your ask sooner, I had testing all week, and then I had to do more work so I didn't have any time to go onto Tumblr. :( but i love this!! Also, I didn’t write for Senji because Senji was honestly too hard to write for. Ran will also be kind of out of character. Also, the reader will be friends with everyone in Toman for the Toman part, and the reader will be friends with everyone in valhalla for the valhalla part, does that make sense? I’ll make a separate post for your Kaneki request. Here are the songs I listened to while making this (it's my friend’s playlist tehehe) <3 music

WHEN THEY ALL LIKE YOU AT THE SAME TIME.

Tokyo Revengers x fem!reader

KARMA WITH A S/O THAT IS AS STRONG AS HIM

Assassination Classroom x fem!reader

Characters: Tokyo Revengers: Takemichi, Draken, Mikey, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Smiley, Angry, Baji, Kazutora, Hanma, Ran. Assassination Classroom: Karma Akabane

Toman:

☼ Draken would get super jealous if he sees any of the other boys hitting on you

☼ Draken will also hold your hand in big crowds

☼ Draken will get so so flustered if someone asks him if he likes you

☼ Baji uses the trashiest pick up lines 😭

☼ Baji uses them because 1. he used all of his other pick up lines that were good. 2. he had seen a post online of pick up lines to use on girls, and that they would fall for him immediately. They don't work on ANYONE.

☼  Even though you and Baji aren’t dating, he still acts like he’s your boyfriend.

☼ Baji’s also always staring at your ass and boobs..

☼ Mikey would feed you food IN FRONT ALL OF THE OTHER GUYS.

☼ Mikey purposely puts frosting on your cheek to give him an excuse to wipe it off (like he uses his thumb, and he’s just staring into your eyes while whipping it off of you fdhdh).

☼  Mikey will teach you how to ride his motorcycle, and even if you get something wrong while learning,, he still worships you and it’s so cute, honestly.

☼ Chifuyu doesnt wanna make the others mad at him, but he does. (by accident)

☼ Chifuyu does all of this sweet stuff and says all of these sweet words that make you      so flustered.

☼ Chifuyu takes you to the most fun places (and the boys are all there, too)

☼ Smiley will DRAG you away from all of the boys just to get some alone time with you lmao. ☼ Smiley will treat you like you’re a little child, he’s always so so sweet to you, and it’s pretty obvious that he likes you.

☼ Smiley also is obsessed with you, but it’s not a bad obsession

☼ Angry just admires you from afar, looking at how beautiful you look.

☼  Whenever you approach Angry and talk to him, he’s just standing there and is red af.

☼ He has a journal and it’s filled with things that he loves about you. Smiley once found it and showed all of the boys and Angry just wanted to die, then and there. (the boys were pissed fhsiejk)

☼ Mitsuya buys you whatever you want.

☼ Mitsuya had told Draken and Mikey that he likes you and Draken and Mikey were just like, “Wait. I do, too…” so they now know that they like you.

☼ As long as Mitsuya gets to see you smile, his job is done.

☼ Mitsuya is actually a HUGE simp for you.  (well all of the boys are lol)

☼ Takemichi would be confused as to why all the other boys liked you.

☼ Takemichi thought that he wouldn’t fall for you because like, he has Hinata.

☼ Lmao

☼ Takemichi started falling for you.

☼ Takemichi is all like, “shit, is it obvious that I also like y/n??”

☼ omg it’s so obvious lmao.

☼ once all the boys realized that he liked you.

☼ well 1. They were all like, “Don’t you have a girlfriend?” 2. They laughed at him and would say that you’re WAY out of his league, and that it’s screwed up that he likes you WHILE dating you.

☼ Takemichi is always stuttering around you and just nervous.

☼ He’s just kinda awkward around you lol.

☼ and he’s rlly scared to hit on you bc of the boys

Valhalla:

☼ Out of all of the boys

☼  Hanma is the biggest simp for you

☼  Hanma worships the ground you walk on.

☼  He has you as his lock screen and home screen

☼  He really doesn’t trust any of the guys in Valhalla with you.

☼  Besides Kazutora.

☼  Everytime Hanma sees you, he just wants to kiss you.

☼ Hanma wants to confess to you but he doesn’t have the guts to

☼ Everytime he sees Kazutora flirting with you, he’s pissed

☼  But he still trusts Kazutora with you lol

☼ Kazutora knows that Hanma likes you

☼ And Kazutora doesn’t really like that

☼ Kazutora wants you as his

☼ Kazutora will convince you to hang out with him, even when you are busy.

☼ Kazutora sometimes tries to keep Hanma away from you.

☼ Kazutora, along with Hanma, will do anything for you.

☼ Ran always has an arm around your shoulder.

☼ Ran knows that many people like you and he does not enjoy that.

☼ Like Baji, even if you and him aren’t dating Ran still acts like he’s your boyfriend.

☼ Ran had told Rindo that you were his girlfriend, and Rindo actually didn’t believe him

☼ So Rindo asked you if Ran was your boyfriend.

☼ And when you told him that Ran wasn’t your boyfriend, Rindo asked if you would wanna date Ran lol.

☼ Ran will hold your hand at random times, with that lazy smile of his.

☼ Ran holds your hand because he wants to make it seem like you both are together.

KARMA WITH A GIRLFRIEND THAT IS AS STRONG AS HIM

☼ Karma never expected you to be as strong as him.

☼ You just seemed like a very sweet person, that cared about everyone.

☼ You Karma, and some more of class 3-E were in danger with some really tough guys.

☼ Karma had told you and the others to just stay behind him.

☼ But you couldn’t just stand there and do nothing.

☼ So you decided that you would fight with him.

☼ Karma heard a loud thump and turned is head to see one of the guys on the ground, knocked out cold.

☼ You had just punched the guy and he went out.

☼ Karma’s jaw almost hit the floor.

☼ You had then told him to snap out of it.

☼ And you guys both fought the guys

☼ Karma, and everyone else were in shock.

☼ They all were praising you.

☼ Karma brags about how you can knock people out really fast, and that you are as strong as him.

☼ Karma begs you to teach him some of your techniques.

☼ Karma just thinks that it’s amazing that you are so strong.

Omg this took longer than expected! The word count for this is 1,421 lol. I love this request so so much. And I’m sorry that I didn’t do some of the characters that you requested, I’m also sorry for not putting in Kaneki. I’ll probably do that in a different post. I really hope that you enjoyed this!<3 It was super fun to make.  Make sure to send me some more requests! Requests will be open for a while. Thank you for reading!!<3

[makeste]

So, which of these desperately sobbing children gets to compete for Worst Day? I... think Shouto's our, uh, lucky winner, but I think Deku, Momo, and Tokoyami all put up strong fights

so seeing as we are finally approaching New Chapter Times again after a very long three weeks, this feels like a good time to do a recap of just how much everything currently sucks for our intrepid heroes. it may seem a bit insensitive of me to go through the cast list one by one and arbitrarily assign each character a number score based on how shitty their day was, but... well actually I don’t really have a good defense for that, lol. whatever, let’s just get to ranking these children’s misery (and while we’re at it, some of the adults’ as well).

Midoriya Izuku

current status: unconscious. currently has a pair of those floppy inflatable flailing tube men dealios for arms. had to watch his teacher and his best friends get hurt and nearly die while being helpless to do anything to stop it. has a new quirk which “warns” him of approaching danger by giving him ice pick headaches, as if he didn’t have enough pain in his life as it is. is being targeted by the most dangerous person in the world. and last but not least, is probably on the verge of his super-secret quirk becoming not-so-secret, and having to deal with the fallout of that.

rank: 9/10. hard to imagine how things could get much worse for this little guy atm. NO HORIKOSHI THAT IS NOT A CHALLENGE. YOU LEAVE HIS MENTOR ALONE.

Bakugou Katsuki

current status: unconscious. got impaled by the Big Bad which initially did not look good, but apparently it wasn’t enough to stop him from flying around in drunken loop-de-loops whilst ignoring Iida’s protests, so who knows. proudly announced his new hero name to the world only to be met with scorn and ridicule and hysterical laughter from that fucking Caillou-looking motherfucker whose opinion he never mcfucking asked for, thank you very much. and also his best friend’s self-sacrificing tendencies are giving him anxiety, and his other best friend’s brother just pulled a reverse Darth Vader on Endeavor and upended hero society as we know it. so there’s a good chance he might be called upon to provide emotional support to one or even BOTH of them in the near future. has... has he actually become the stable friend in the trio. fuck.

rank: 7/10 just because he briefly appeared to be in a situationally-inappropriate good mood for those few brief minutes right after Jeanist appeared. you were having too much fun to get a top score, Katsuki.

Todoroki Shouto

current status: not unconscious but probably wishing he was. older brother came back from the dead and revealed that he was a mass murderer and broadcast all of Shouto’s personal traumas to the entire world before earnestly trying to set him and his friends on fire. so is currently dealing with all of the fun fallout from that, on top of watching his teacher and friends all come within inches of death. will probably be dragged into a national controversy against his will now that Endeavor’s past has been revealed. all of it is honestly so shitty that it’s all but impossible for me to put an irreverent spin on this. I honestly can’t think of a single joke to make. goddammit Shouto.

rank: 10/10. a perfect storm of shittiness.

Yaoyorozu Momo

current status: somehow Momo went from having no mentors that we knew of, to having two mentors, and then back to having no mentors, all in the span of a single day. has to be some sort of record.

rank: 8/10. and the worst part of all is that she was a fucking BAMF during this arc, but she can’t even enjoy that now because of all the trauma. I’m still proud of you, Momo.

Uraraka Ochako

current status: mentally and physically exhausted after spending a day out on the front lines dealing with the aftermath of an unnatural disaster. saw things that were canonically enough to make a grown man have a nervous breakdown right then and there. had a really weird and unsettling encounter with Toga who keeps trying to relate to her by telling her things like “hey Ochako, this one time I turned into you and used your quirk to murder someone horribly isn’t that wild.” it’s just been a very long day for her.

rank: 6/10. stressful af but she’s still in one piece and no one was actively murdered in front of her. sometimes you gotta take whatever wins you can get.

Tokoyami Fumikage

current status: his mentor was nearly burned to death in front of him and he was almost burned to death too, and the guy who kept attempting to burn him was all “YOUR MENTOR’S A MURDERER BTW AND SO YOU SHOULD JUST LET ME KILL HIM”, and so he was kind of put on the spot there and he didn’t really know what to do, and somehow he managed to escape with Hawks anyway but Hawks’s wings were all burnt off, and then a fucking video of Hawks stabbing Twice in the back got broadcast to the entire nation and so it’s like, ???? he didn’t sign up for this??? he is just a little birb??? can he live????

rank: 7/10 because he missed out on all of the other traumatizing stuff, but it’s honestly impressive how bad his day managed to be even in spite of that.

All for One

current status: All for One’s day is actually going pretty good.

rank: 0/10. hey but fuck you, AFO.

Shigaraki Tomura

current status: woke up early from his nap which always sucks. only got to enjoy his cool new Transcendent Being powers for a few minutes before the heroes all ganged up on him and incinerated him a bunch of times and fucked up his shiny new cape. has his old mentor currently taking up residence in his head uninvited and trying to boss him around. found out his grandma was part of One for All?? then slept through all of the fun stuff with the Dabi reveal. also a bunch of his friends are either dead or captured. all in all was not really the best day for him.

rank: 8/10 because he was having himself a grand old time for a while there, but once some of this stuff finally sinks in the Suck Factor is going to go way, way up. also, seriously, AFO is currently possessing his body, jesus christ. just leave him alone already.

Hawks

current status: had to make an impossible choice between sitting back and letting an untold number of people die, and turning on a good but misguided man who was only trying to help his friends. has to live with the trauma of literally stabbing his friend in the back for the rest of his life. may have been rendered effectively quirkless. was publicly dragged through the mud alongside Endeavor, and unlike Endeavor he didn’t actually do anything to earn it (though that probably won’t stop him from feeling like he has). oh and speaking of Endeavor, just found out that the hero he looked up to since childhood abused his family and shit, and so now he has to grapple with that on top of everything else. how fucked is it that the minute he finally got to drop his whole double agent balancing act, his life somehow got even more fucked up and complicated.

rank: 9/10. let Hawks rest.

Aizawa Shouta

current status: unconscious. seems to have lost an eye which may possibly affect his quirk. had to saw off his own fucking leg. met the man who experimented on his childhood friend. doesn’t know yet that said man was originally targeting him and not Shirakumo. oh and also his other other childhood friend just died and he doesn’t know it yet. and someone else sacrificed himself in order to save him. and most of his other hero pals are either dead or wounded too, and all of his kids are deeply traumatized. and the guy they went through all of this shit to try and capture in the first place got away, and hero society is now in shambles.

rank: 11/10. Horikoshi. wtf did Aizawa ever do to you.

anyways it’s getting late and I was gonna throw in a few honorable mentions, but I think I’ll just call it a day instead. feel free to weigh in on any of the ones I missed. Dabi for one is having himself a FINE, fine day. but Endeavor not so much. sob.