#dancing at prom doesnt seem like their thing

[pinkeoni]

tbh i dont want byler dancing at prom or like i want them to get dressed up and go to prom and then they just leave and play video games in mikes basement

[auras-moonstone]

Hii! Could you please write an ethan fic based off the ybwm music video but y/n and ethan are childhood bestfriends and but doesnt notice her until prom? ALSO IM LISTENING TO 1989 TV RN AND ITS SOOOO GOOD

been here all along — ethan landry

word count: 3,306

pairing: ethan landry x fem!reader

summary: ethan and y/n had been best friends since they were little, but y/n, unbeknownst to ethan, has always been i love with him. it isn’t until prom night that he finds out.

warnings: none!

Y/N WAS STUDYING ON HER DESK WHEN SHE SAW HER BEST FRIEND’S SILHOUETTE THROUGH HER WINDOW. Ethan threw himself to the bed, lying on his back as he tiredly rubbed his face with the hand that wasn’t holding his phone to his ear. He felt eyes on him, so he turned around and saw the girl staring at him with a worried expression. He smiled instantly and, after hanging up the phone, he went to grab a small board and a marker.

hey, creep, he showed her the careless handwriting with a smirk.

Y/N stuck her tongue out before grabbing her own board. you okay?

i’m fine, he replied with a shrug and a forced smile.

Y/N arched an eyebrow, i know you better than that.

His shoulders slumped, can i hang out with you for a while?

always. back door is open!

Less than five minutes later Ethan entered her room and plopped down on her bed, resting his head on his hand. Y/N noticed his eyes were a bit red and had dark bags under them, and yet he continued to be he most gorgeous human she had laid her eyes on.

“What’s wrong?” she asked softly, resisting the need to run her fingers through his wet brown hair.

“Coach killed us at practice today. My whole body hurts.” he mumbled.

“And…” she urged him to go on, knowing that was not it.

Ethan sighed. “I hate that you know me so well.” he groaned. “I fought with Mila.”

“Again.” she added, trying to hide her bitterness.

Mila and him had been dating for a couple of months, and she had managed to turn the ray of sunshine that Ethan used to be into a person who was always tired and in a gloomy mood. She had completely brought him down.

People at school loved the couple. And, on the outside, they seemed perfect. Ethan was the captain of the hockey team and the most good-looking boy at school, and Mila was the cheer captain and most good-looking girl at school—perfect pairing, right? On paper, yes.

But Y/N had the disgrace of witnessing most of their fights and the toxicity that filled the air whenever they were together. At the beginning, they had a normal relationship but eventually, the attention got the best of Mila and she turned into a controlling, jealous girlfriend who was also obsessed with painting the perfect image.

“Yeah… this time it was about prom.” he scoffed.

“What about it?”

“She came to practice and said we had to go buy her dress and my suit. Then she wants me to take fucking dancing classes because everything needs to be perfect and I can’t mess it up with my dance moves.”

“She’s going to have to buy tons of oil bottles for that. The Tin Man from Wizards of Oz can move better than you.”

Ethan laughed and threw her a pillow. “You’re such an asshole.”

Y/N smiled like the Cheshire cat. Ethan had no idea that his smile could practically light up the whole town, and it made her furious that Mila managed to take that away. Ever since they started dating, Ethan very rarely smiled around others.

“Anyways, the thing is I refused to do that. You know how tired I am after practice, and she got pissed and wouldn’t let me leave. I ended up holding back hockey practice and coach was furious.” he explained. “Then, after practice, she called and silly me thought—nice, she is going to apologize, but no. She wanted to see if I’d changed my mind. And that made me mad, so we started fighting about her interrupting practice and how furious she would be if I were to find her during cheer practice. Then she started yelling and I just hung up because my head fucking hurts.”

Y/N watched with sad eyes. What was he doing with a girl like that? She clearly didn’t care about him. “I’m sorry about your psycho of a girlfriend. You deserve better” she said, and he gave her a small smile. “There’s Tylenol on my drawer and the bottle is filled with water.”

“Thanks. You’re the best, did you know that? Being with you is lately the only thing that makes me feel at peace.”

“I love you, Eth, and I’ll always be here.”

The boy grabbed her hand and pulled her into his chest, hugging her tightly. “I love you, too.” he placed a kiss on the crown of her head. “Can I stay over?”

“Of course.”

Ethan fell asleep quickly, contrary to Y/N, whose thoughts kept her brain working like crazy. Ethan’s sweet words about her making him feel at peace should be heartwarming, but instead it made her heart hurt. Why couldn’t he see her the way she saw him? The way he saw Mila. Why couldn’t Ethan see that she was dying to be in Mila’s place and that he deserved so much better than her?

Ethan deserved to be with someone who treated him like he hung the moon, and instead he was settling for someone who overwhelmed him and brought him down, someone who cared more about what other people said than about his feelings and happiness. It made Y/N both sad and angry, and she prayed he would wake up and see he was worth more.

ETHAN ENTERED HIS ROOM AND DRAGGED HIS FEET TOWARDS HIS BED. He wanted to take a long nap and disconnect from the world, ignoring all the things that were overwhelming him lately. He wanted those feelings to be gone, he needed a good sleep and a good cry. And as if God had heard his prayers, the problems evaporated once his eyes caught sight of his best friend dancing around her room without a care in the world. He crossed his arms and watched with a smile, waiting for her to notice.

The girl stopped as soon as she felt eyes on her. Frowning, she quickly scribbled something on her blackboard.

i don’t do shows for free, quit looking

Laughing, he wrote back, what kind of shows do you do? i’m interested.

Y/N pretended to throw up and replied, i’m calling 911 pervert. And as he shook his head, she quickly wrote something else. you look stressed. wanna talk about it?

And as every afternoon, Ethan ended up sprawled on his best friend’s bed with her lying beside him. “First of all, I broke up with Mila.” he started, and Y/N’s heart stopped.

She tried her best not to smile at that, and managed to mutter “I’m sorry about that.”

Ethan shrugged, “It’s fine. We both know we weren’t really invested in that relationship. I’m stressed because she was furious, screaming something about ruining her chances of being prom queen and disappointing the school by our break-up.”

“And you feel bad about it.” Y/N stated, knowing him like the back of her hand.

“A little bit. I mean, I don’t get it, but prom is important to her for some reason. And now she needs to find another date.”

“That won’t be a problem, though. She’s literally the most gorgeous girl in school.”

“She’s not the most gorgeous girl in school.” he said, but quickly shook his head and moved on. “But it’s us who they want. Ethan and Mila, not Mila and some other guy.”

“Well, if it makes you feel so bad, you should go with her.” Y/N said out loud as her inner voice called her stupid in different languages.

Ethan frowned. “I don’t want to get back with her. And I thought you hated her.”

“I don’t hate her.” she argued.

“I heard you said you’d like her to recreate Regina George’s bus scene.” Ethan said, trying not to laugh at the guilty face she made.

“Look, everyone has intrusive thoughts.” she defended herself and Ethan bursted out laughing. “I’m not proud of it. But, moving on, I’m not telling you to get back with her, but just be her date to prom and then go your separate ways. We’re leaving for college soon, anyways.”

“I suppose you’re right.” he nodded. “That’s another reason why I’m stressed, college.”

“What about it?”

“I’m scared.” he confessed

“Why? Eth, you’re an stellar player. Lots of colleges already told you they’re interested.”

“I’m not scared of not getting into any college. I’m scared that we won’t end up in the same one.” he explained. And his eyes got glossy by just thinking about Y/N not being part of his every day life.

They had known each other since forever. They grew up together and it was in his plans to continue to grow alongside her. She was his person, and he knew he was her person too. She was his other half, he wasn’t complete without her. He rolled his eyes everytime he heard someone say that ‘we are our own person and it was wrong to believe someone complemented you’. He thought that was bullshit. Him and Y/N complemented each other and their lives wouldn’t be the same if they didn’t have each other. A part of them would be missing.

“I’m positive we will both end up on the same college. But even if that doesn’t happen, there’s absolutely no way that will be the end of our friendship, Eth. Come on, you really think our bond is not strong enough to handle a little distance?”

“You’re right.” he said, wiping his tears with the heel of his palm. “It still would suck not to have you there to annoy me every minute of the day.”

“Fuck you, Ethan.” she pinched his side, making him squirm. “And bold of you to assume I wouldn’t call you and text every one second.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way. I love you.” he hugged her tightly to his chest, breathing in the scent of her shampoo.

“Love you, too.” she whispered. She wanted to kiss him so badly she had to hide her face on his chest to die down the temptation.

“Hey, I never asked you. Who are you going to prom with?”

“With no one.”

Ethan frowned. “I can’t have that. We are going together.”

Her heart started beating faster. “You’re going with Mila.”

“I haven’t told her we can still go together. And I’m not going to, we are going together.”

“No.” she shook her head. The inner voices screaming at her again. “It’s important to her. I really couldn’t care less about prom. Don’t worry about it.”

“All of your friends have dates, Y/N/N. I know you don’t care about prom, but it doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have a good time.” Ethan said, and she shrugged. “I don’t understand, though. I heard, unfortunately, the guys talking in the locker room. A lot of them were planning to ask you.”

“And they did, I just said I was going alone.”

“But why?”

Because I don’t want anyone but you, and I just turned your offer down. “I just don’t want to. Really, don’t worry about me. I don’t like parties anyway, so I won’t stay long. You will have to dance with me at least once, though.”

“Obviously.” he replied softly as he run his fingers through her soft hair until he fell asleep.

Meanwhile, Y/N laid wide awake, picturing that moment. Him, looking like a daydream in a suit, with his big hands around her body and her head on his hard chest, listening to the beat of his heart, which clearly won’t be beating as fast as hers. Yes, she didn’t know how she was going to survive that.

ETHAN STOOD NEXT TO MILA AS THEY TALKED WITH THEIR FRIENDS. Well, Mila did the talking and he was just standing there, looking anxiously at the entrance door, waiting for his best friend to arrive. Ethan had offered to drive her, but she instantly turned him down because there’s no way she was going to share the confined space with Mila.

“Your break-up lasted less than I expected.” one of Mila’s friend said.

Sensing Mila’s intention of not denying the statement, Ethan spoke first. “We aren’t together, we came as friends.”

“We’re always breaking up and making up, we both know you’ll take me back in no time.” Mila laughed.

“Mila.” he sighed. “We talked about this. I told you that we can still be each other’s date, but as long as it was clear that we are over for real. Don’t make me regret it.”

“Wow.” Zach, Ethan’s friend, said. His eyes were wide and his jaw was practically on the floor. And following his gaze, he found out the reason behind his reaction.

Ethan’s body stiffened and felt the blood rushing to his cheeks. Y/N walked through the gym, making her way towards her friends. No one, expect for his group, was paying attention to her. Why was no one paying attention to her?

She looked absolutely beautiful. Breathtaking would be most accurate word, because she took Ethan’s ability to breath as soon as his eyes landed on her figure. She was wearing a long, satin green dress. Her hair was up in a tidy bun, making her look elegant. Fuck, he couldn’t get his eyes off her, nor did he want to.

“Green is not her color.” Mila said between gritted teeth.

Ethan frowned, but his brown eyes were still glued to the girl across the room. “Every color is her color.”

“I’m going to ask her to dance with me.” Zach said confidently.

“Dude, get a hint. She told you she didn’t want to come with you.” another of Ethan’s friend said.

With that, Ethan finally looked away and instead glared at his friend. “You asked her?”

“Well, yeah. Can you blame me?” No, he couldn’t. But still, for some reason, it bothered him. “I can’t believe she said no.”

“Oh, come on. It’s obvious she was going to reject every offer. Well, anyone but one.” Mila said, and the boys’ curious glances landed on her. “What?”

“What are you talking about?” Zach asked.

Mila rolled her eyes. “Really? Literally everyone figured it out”

“Figure out what?” Ethan asked impatiently.

“She’s been in love with the same person for years.”

Ethan’s fists clenched and he felt like his whole body was on fire. “No way, she would’ve told me. We tell each other everything.”

Mila laughed. “It’s you, dumbass. She’s always been in love with you.”

Ethan froze and shook his head. “No. I would’ve- she should’ve… No.”

“Yes, Ethan. Ask anyone. I swear boys are so oblivious” she rolled her eyes. “It’s obvious she didn’t tell you because she knew you’d reject her. I mean, she is out of your league and you’ve never given her any signs that you might feel the same.”

Well, in that she’s right. But only because he had never let his mind wonder about being more because he didn’t want to ruin anything. Besides, he hadn’t seen her signs either and he also started dating Mila. But now… he could see them together. Now he couldn’t understand how he hadn’t thought about it before. After all, Y/N had always been his person—the one that understood him unlike anyone else, the one that made him laugh harder than anyone else, the one he always wanted to have by his side, the one who he belong with.

“She’s not out of my league.” he said, glaring at Mila. “I’m the one out of her league, hell, I don’t think anyone is really deserving of her! You know, she was the one that suggested I still should bring you here, because it was important to you. I asked her to be my date, and she said no. Even though she probably wanted to say yes. She’s that amazing, and I never saw her. What the fuck is wrong with me?”

Before anyone could say anything, Ethan let his feet guide him towards her. Y/N saw his silhouette making his way to her and her mouth broke into a smile. He did look like a daydream and the smile she loved was present on his face, shinier than ever.

"Hi, Eth." she stood up to hug him.

How could he have been so blind to notice it? The way her cheeks turned a light shade of red, her shy smile and the sparks in her eyes. Y/N was in love with him. "Hi. You look... like a daydream."

That made her blush even more. "Thank you. You look very handsome." Ethan smiled like a little kid, which made Y/N laugh. "What is going on? You're acting odd."

"What makes you say that?"

"I don't know, you're looking different."

"Is that bad?" Ethan frowned.

"No, it's a good different. You look happy. But what is happening?" she laughed with uncertainty. Ethan shook his head, trying to wipe the smile off his face. "Come on, you're making me nervous."

my love was as cruel as the cities i lived in

"First we have to dance to your favorite song." Ethan said, grabbing her hand and guiding her to the dance floor.

Just like she had it pictured it in her mind, her best friend's arms were wrapped around her waist, her hands resting on his broad shoulders and her head lying on his chest. But, contrary to what she had thought, his heart was beating inexplicably fast.

i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw you

"I love you, Y/N" Ethan whispered in her ear. He felt her shoulders tense and she slowly raised her head to look at him.

It wasn't like any other previous I love you's, there was something about the way he said it—so softly and vulnerable—that gave her the hope that there was another meaning, that it was another type of i love you.

"Ethan..."

been sleeping so long in a 20-year dark night

"I do. I really do love you. I am in love with you, and I'm really sorry."

"What are you sorry for?"

and now i see daylight, i only see daylight

"For not realizing it earlier. For not seeing how you really felt."

Y/N widened her eyes. He knew. "Ethan... don't."

"Don't what?"

"You're confused. You don't love me like that, I don't want your sympathy. You just think you love me because you don't want to reject me." she said. He opened his mouth to argue, but she cut him off. "I promise you that our friendship won't change. I've always known it wasn't reciprocated, and I've come in terms with it."

Ethan just smiled. "Are you done overthinking? Because you have two options—you can keep on trying to convince yourself I don't love you and that my heart hasn't been skipping since you walked into this room," he put her hand on his heart. "or you can accept the truth—that I love you and I want you more than anything in the world—and let me kiss you while your song is still playing." he tilted his head down, nose brushing hers. "What is it, Y/N? One or two?"

"Two" she whispered.

He smirked "Good girl."

The kiss stopped time. When they finally pulled away, they stared at each other completely awestruck. Taylor Swift wasn't playing anymore, and they truly didn't have a clue how much time they had spent tasting each other. What they did know is that nothing had ever felt more right.

"Okay, enough show. Let's get out of here, I want you all to myself." he said pressing kisses to her neck.

"I want ice cream first, then we can make out."

"Whatever my girlfriend wants, she gets." with one last kiss, they walked out of the room hand in hand. “By the way, I have always thought you were the most gorgeous girl in school.”

[spaceyflowers]

Hello Adrien!! I'm here for the reblog ask thing!!❤❤

1. What is a song that you can go back and listen to no matter how many times you've listened to it? What is a song that never fails to put you in a good mood?

2. What's your favorite food/dessert?

3. What other series are you into?

4. This isn't really a question, it's more of a silly song game^^ put your music on shuffle and:

- the first song that comes up is your theme song if your life were a tv show

- the second song is your boss battle music

- the third song is the song that plays whenever something sad happens

- the fourth song is your villain era song

- the next song is what plays if you were in a horror movie

- the last song is how your favorite lookism character feels about you^^

hi li!! <3

1. i have so many songs like that T_T picking one tho, hm... i'd say prom dress by mxmtoon because it's a comfort song of mine that i resonate with ;_; (also very catchy <3) and a song that never fails to put me in a good mood is wear sunscreen by peach pyramid !! the lyrics and melody are so lovely and every time i listen to it i think, "wow.... love is real..." JSHFHSJD

2. fave food is spaghetti and fave dessert is strawberry cheescake !!

3. ever since i got really into lookism last spring, i've gotten sucked into webtoons and other series im into are weak hero, viral hit, and get schooled !! i also really enjoy horror/thriller webtoons, and am currently reading chasing tails and just finished escape room ★ (which was a 12/10 btw i recommend it so much to anyone who likes stuff that makes u wonder about human morals/philosophy)

4. ooh i love these kinds of games :]

theme song if my life were a show: oblivion by grimes - well...;; i've never gone thru the trauma this song describes but i guess the melancholy tone fits ? 😭 (not that im constantly sad but as a quiet introvert with no irl friends i really have that air of sadness around me 😭😭)

boss battle music: daijobanai/im not okay by perfume - the lyrics are sad but the song is a bop 😭😭😭 um. i hope i will be a fun boss fight for the fun music

song that plays when something sad happens: meant to be yours from heathers the musical - wow you'd think this would be my villain era song sjfhskdj it's... a sad-ish song tho ?? would still feel out of place in a sad scene tho;;

villain era song: dance, baby! by boy pablo - HELP.... my villain era is just me being sad my girl bff is dating a trash guy when i could treat her better 😔 (/lh i dont like the concept of friend-zones ;; but the angst of yearning for a dear friend while respectfully keeping your distance is 🤞💔)

horror movie song: i cant handle change by ROAR - holy shit why do i feel like this song would do SO well in a depressing horror movie, like at the end of the movie at a scene where everyone's dead except the main chara who's blaming themself for every life lost.. get me out of this horror movie bro 😭

how my fave lookism chara (sinu) feels about me: lover boy by phum viphurit - i was rlly nervous about this one BUT TELL ME WHY I ACTUALLY GOT SOMETHING SO GOOD AND FITTING??!!?! "LOVER BOY" SINU ARE U FUCKING KIDDING ME IM GOING TO BRAINROT THIS ALL DAY (he doesnt seem like the type to doubt himself/have trust issues when it comes to love but oh well AGGWHEJJE)

[sunflowerdaisybee]

OKAY WAIT BUT FEMALE READER X CC JACK MANIFOLD!! Its readers senior prom, (covid doesnt exist in this au) and Jack flew all the way out from the UK to go with her. They have matching outfits, reader has a baby blue silk dress, and Jack has a black suit with a blue tie, cuffs, and details like that. They dance and party, Jack protects you from your crazy, jealous ex who tries to hit on you, and when the slow dance happens he tells yn he loves her for the first time. then they go home and cuddle

I don't know who you are, or where you came from, but with ideas like this I expect to see you back here :], seriously though this was super cute and don't worry I saw the other thingy about the song and I made sure to include it <3

Summary: The perfect night for the perfect couple

Pairing: Jack X Reader

Pronouns: She/her

[A/n]: requests are open <3

You sighed as you stepped out of the car, staring at the building in front of you. Tonight was the night you had been dreaming of for the last three years of your life. It was prom and you were dressed up, everything was perfect, well almost everything.

You had dreamed of going to prom with your boyfriend but that’s a tad difficult when he lives in another country, so you settled for going with friends. There were still memories to make, even if they weren’t the ones you hoped for.

“Hey can you wait right here for a sec?”

“What for?” You looked at your friend confused, why would she want you to wait outside?

“I have a surprise for you and I need to bring it out.” You just nodded, confused as to what the surprise could be.

“Close your eyes too, don’t open them till I say.” You rolled your eyes and smiled, doing as she instructed. Things were quiet for a moment before you heard two pairs of footsteps coming your way, another moment before they stopped in front of you.

“Ok, you can open them now.” Opening your eyes you found yourself face to face with Jack.

“Surprise!” You hugged him tightly, not wanting to let go.

“I thought you weren’t going to get here in time?”

“Well I kinda lied, I wanted to surprise you so I asked your friend for some help.” You laughed before hugging your friend, thanking her as well.

“Shall we head inside?” Jack held out a hand for you, smiling wide as you slipped your hand into his.

“I didn’t even look until now but your suit matches my dress perfectly. How did you do that?”

“Your friend sent me pictures of your dress and I had a custom suit made.”

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“But I did.” Jack chuckled, holding open the door for you to walk in.

The night had gone just as you had imagined it would. There was dancing, making jokes, everything you could’ve wished for and more. Until Jack stepped away for a moment. He left you for only a minute to go grab drinks and you both had been singing along to the music all night long.

In that brief moment you were alone, your crazy ex striked. He walked up to you in an odd manner, he had tried to seem cool and ultimately failed.

“Hey cutie, whatcha doing all by yourself?”

“Not talking to you, that’s for sure.” You coldly brushed him off before turning away from him, waiting patiently for Jack.

“No need to be so rude sweetheart, I just don’t want a cute little thing like you to spend her night alone.”

“Well then I guess it’s a good thing she’s not alone, now if you’ll excuse us, me and my girlfriend were just about to do some more dancing.” Jack shoved past your ex harshly, knocking his shoulder into his on purpose. Thankfully your ex got the message and left, leaving you, Jack, and your drinks alone.

“Thank you, he was starting to creep me out.”

“Anything for the love of my life.” You and Jack talked for a bit longer before a slow song started playing. The song was The Night We Met by Lord Huron, and it was your dream song.

“Come on, we have to dance to this one.” You set your drinks down and grabbed Jack, tugging him onto the dance floor.

“You’re crazy, you know that?”

“Yeah but you love it.”

“You’re right, I do love you.”

“And I love you too.” That was the first time the two of you had ever said those words to each other, but it felt right. As the hours started to bleed on and everyone grew tired, you and Jack decided it was eventually time to head out.

Feet sore and heart's content, the two of you cuddled up on the couch, too tired to change into pajamas. This night was perfect, you and Jack were perfect.

[rommahh]

Enough For You

Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader

Word Count: 4.8k

{This is my first peter fic and theres more to come. I may make a part two of this- it depends though. This work is a complete work of fiction and doesnt follow the mcus storyline of peter parker at all. Just the characters. Anyways enjoy. Much love, R.}

Peter, as smart as he can be, was a complete and utter idiot. He could read an entire textbook on quantum physics, take a test on said textbook, and ace it like it was nothing. That's how intelligent he was. But when it came to the obvious things that didn't take place in the academic world- he was an oblivious idiot.

Y/N has had a crush on Peter since they were in elementary school. Everyone in Peter and Y/N’s inner circle saw how deep in love Y/N was with Peter- except for Peter. Y/N has spent years trying to tell him how she feels but he always just interprets it as Y/N telling him how much she loves their friendship- like the idiot he is.

As senior prom slowly approached Y/N waited for the moment where Peter would ask her to the dance. They both were not dance people but senior prom was so different. Y/N just wanted to spend the night with her closest friends before they all went their separate ways for college. Normally Y/N and Peter went to every dance together, but as prom got closer, Y/N started to worry that he wouldn't even ask her. And unfortunately, she was right to think that.

Ned, Peter, MJ, and Y/N all sat at a round table on their school's campus during their lunch period talking and eating. The conversation of prom came up making Y/N’s ears perk up hoping to hear the words she's been waiting for from Peter.

“So Peter, what are your prom plans?” MJ asked, chewing on some of Y/N’s carrots from her lunch. Y/N looked at Peter waiting for his answer. He blushed, rubbing the back of his neck to ease his nerves.

“I'm actually going to prom with Liz. I asked her yesterday after school and she said yes.” He smiled happily of the thought of him and Liz dancing at prom. Y/N on the other hand felt her heart clench uncomfortably. MJ looked just as shocked as Y/N hearing Peter's words. Ned looked up from his comic book as an uncomfortable silence filled the table.

Quickly, Y/N packed her lunch back into her lunch bag and slung her bookbag haphazardly over her shoulder. Her face was scrunched up as she tried to contain her tears. “Sorry guys, I completely forgot that I have to help Mrs. Anderson with some...thing.”

Rushing away, the group was left to watch Y/N’s figure scurry away from the table. Tom looked at her in confusion before looking at his other best friends trying to figure out what had just happened.

“What just happened? Is she Ok?” He asked getting his stuff ready so he could go and follow the girl. MJ put a hand on his arm to stop him from packing up.

“I think you should just let her be alone for a minute… So you and Liz huh?”

“I- yeah I've had a crush on her for years now. I thought I told you guys this.” Peter’s hands fiddled with the book in front of him. Ned shared a look with MJ making Peter look at them confused again. “Guys, what aren't you telling me? What's going on?”

“Sorry dude, it's not our place to say. You should probably talk to her after school.” Ned replied, patting Peter on the back trying to comfort him. The bell interrupted any further conversation from happening. The trio went their separate ways to class after saying an awkward goodbye.

Peter spent the whole day with his mind clouded with thoughts. He racked his brain for any possible reason as to why Y/N were so upset.

After school, Peter showed up to a Y/N’s house hoping to talk to the girl and figure out why his best friend was so upset. Y/N’s mom gave Peter a small smile when he approached the house, nodding her head to where the backyard was located to say where Y/N was at.

Y/N sat on a quilt made by her grandmother on the soft gras of her backyard. A large tree covered her from the sun that was slowly beginning its descent into the night. She looked up from the book she was reading hearing the sound of footsteps coming towards her. Peter stood there, backpack on one shoulder, hands in both sweater pockets just waiting.

“Hey.” Peter said, setting his backpack down before sitting across from the girl on the soft quilt.

“Hi Peter.” She quietly replied, keeping her head low so she couldn't meet his eyes.

“Can you tell me what happened today? You seemed upset. Did something happen in class?” He asked, his hand reaching out to tilt her face to look at him. She looked at his face, seeing his furrowed eyebrows and watching as his eyes searched her face for any clue as to what was wrong.

“You're taking Liz to prom.” She finally spoke after a moment of silence.

“I'm taking Liz to prom.” He confirmed still sitting there in confusion.

“I wanted you to ask me to prom.”

“Oh.” Y/N stopped looking at Peter, her hands playing with the frayed edges of her ripped jeans.

“Oh? You always ask me to school dances and I just thought…”

“Thought what? Y/N I dont get what you're saying. We did go to past dances together but this is prom you know. I really like Liz so I asked her.” He said still not putting two and two together to understand the issue.

“To be the smartest boy in our school, you are the biggest idiot ever.” Peter scoffed, offended by her comment. “Peter, I love you.”

“What?” Peter was shocked by her statement.

“I've liked you since the 4th grade and I guess I assumed you had started to like me too. I thought you were going to ask me to prom because you- you liked me too?” She looked at him again, face flushed and shoulders tense with anxiety.

“Y/N...I'm sorry but I- I dont like you like that. I didn't know that you did like me like that.” He watched as her shoulder dropped in defeat. Tears pooled in her eyes spilling onto her cheeks. She quickly wiped her face off with her hands. “Please don't cry, i'm so sorry. I still want to be friends though.”

She chuckled at his words. “I don't think we can be friends, Peter. I think it would be best for myself if we weren't friends.”

Her words cut like knives through his heart. He stood up abruptly as anger flooded through his body.

“So we can't be friends now? We've been friends since kindergarten. You are my best friend Y/N and you're going to throw it away over this?” His voice rose as he spoke. Y/N stood as well, anger taking over her as she listened to Peter raise his voice at her.

“Do you know what it feels like to watch someone you love not love you back?” She yelled at him, Peter’s eyes widened in shock having never heard his best friend speak like this before. “Do you know what it's like to watch the person you love have crushes on everybody but you? Do you know what it's like to not be enough? What is it about Liz that I don't have? You don't even know her!”

“You're mad at me for not liking you back? I can't control my feelings Y/N and I'm sorry for that but I don't want to lose our friendship. Please don't do this.” He held her face in his hands brushing the stray tears from her face. She shook her head free, backing away from him. Her hands clutched her arms, folding on top of her chest.

“I'm sorry Peter that I couldn't be good enough for you.” She gave him a small heartbroken smile before grabbing the book she was reading and went inside of her house. Peter watched as his best friend walked away from him for the second time that day. His chest felt tight, hands shaking as he thought about the ending of friendship he held dear to his heart.

Peter dreaded going to school. He spent the whole night being forced awake by panic attacks and non-stop crying. He had never felt a heartbreak like this. He's heard people say that friendship breakups are harder than relationship breakups and Peter can attest to that. Granted he's never been in a relationship, but he's going through a heartbreak he's never felt before.

He got ready for school slowly, relishing in the comfort of his room before exiting out into the living room of the apartment. He gathered his backpack that had been thrown carelessly in the living room out of anger as Aunt May watched him from the hallway before her bedroom. She decided against asking him what was wrong because she didn't want him to become even more upset on his way to school. Her heart aches as she watches her boy frown and wander around with sadness looming on his face.

At school, Ned and Mj waited for Peter at his locker like the group normally does. This time, Y/N was nowhere to be seen. Peter walked up to his locker, unlocking it and grabbing his things from inside of it for class.

“Did you guys know she liked me?” Peter asked after standing in silence with the group for a few moments. They looked at Peter in pity before nodding yes. Peter shook his head, upset with himself for never noticing the obvious feelings coming from his best friend.

The group walked to their first period class, Ned and Mj making small talk whereas Peter walking listening in on the conversation. Sitting in their normal seats, they waited for the first bell to ring that determined when the first period would begin.

The door of the classroom opened showing Y/N with arms filled with her textbooks and backpack slipping off of her arms. MJ thought Peter looked bad but Y/N probably looked worse. Her eyes were puffy carrying bags of sleeplessness and her overall appearance looked tired. The Y/N the group knew would come to school always dressed for success wearing the cutest outfits and makeup done to perfection. She wasn't over the top with it but she always looked so well put together. Today, she was wearing leggings and a ratty hoodie. Her hair didn't look like it normally did, her face was bare of makeup.

She moved slowly looking for an open table in the classroom. She saw one in the back of the room near the window and walked over to claim it as her own. Her friend group watched in shock as she walked past them and towards the empty table. Peter’s chest hurt so bad watching her walk past them. Mj and Ned were upset too but they had spoken to her before school and understood her want for space.

“She doesn't have to sit all the way over there.” Peter whispered still staring at Y/N as she settled into her seat in the back of the room.

“It's ok, she just wants space and that's ok.” Mj reassured him, rubbing his shoulder as he laid his head down on the table. He didn't know how he would cope without his best friend or lack thereof.

Lunchtime came sound and normally the friend group would sit outside together if the weather was nice. They've always done this since freshman year. They would sit at the wood tables and share their lunch with each other. Y/N would normally share her fruits and vegetables knowing that her friends packed unhealthy junk food.

Today was different though. Mj, Peter, and Ned sat at the table without her. Her spot at the table is empty leaving an uncomfortable gap at the round table. Y/N found herself seated inside of the library by the window that looked out on the wooden tables she would normally sit at.

Y/N sat in the quiet library crying her eyes out as she watched her friends comfort Peter. She was hurting so bad knowing that she ruined her friendship. She wishes that she never said anything. That she just let Peter be happy with his newfound relationship with Liz. She wanted to be happy for him but she had some resentment towards him. She understood he couldn't control his feelings but she hurt knowing that he never in the years they've known each other he's never looked at her more than a friend.

She wiped her tears from her face, pulling her neatly packed lunch box out of her backpack. She stared down at her lunch, sad that she had no one to share with anymore.

“Hey, do you mind if I sit here?” A voice said from above Y/N. Looking up she saw Bryant, another senior in her class, standing with his lunch.

“Oh- yeah, sure, of course.” Y/N stuttered making room at the table for his things. The table was large enough for the two of them so there was no real reason for her to say that he couldn't sit with her. Bryant was the captain of the baseball team at their highschool. He wasn't like the cliche popular kids at school who stayed within their cliques but he was very sweet and attentive to anyone he crossed paths with.

“Thank you! I saw you sitting by yourself and it kinda looked like you needed a friend.” He commented setting his salad from the cafeteria down along with his backpack that seemed too empty for a highschool seniors backpack. “So, how's today going for you?”

Y/N was taken aback by the boy's boldness. This was her first time ever talking to him and he wants to know about her day? She was baffled.

“I-It's been slow I guess. I'm ready to go home honestly.” He nodded, chewing on his salad.

“I feel that. I wish I could go home after school. I've got prom preparation after school, so annoying.” He rolled his eyes at the thought. “I don't know if you know but my name is Bryant, it's real nice to meet you.”

Sticking his hand out to shake, Y/N grasped it hesitantly.

“I'm Y/N, I think we had english together last year.”

“Yeah we did didn't we. I hated that class, you were awesome in it though.” She blushed at the compliment. “But yeah, I know who you are. You're apart of Peter’s little group.”

“Oh yeah, I was.” She shrugged emotions overwhelming her again.

“Was? You obviously don't have to tell me, but I hope you're ok.” Bryant smiled at Y/N and Y/N was blown away by his kindness.

“Peter and I aren't friends anymore. He's going to prom with Liz and I just thought that maybe he would have asked me.” Bryant felt bad for Y/N. He could see how hurt she was despite her wearing a smile on her face. Y/N wasn't a stranger in this school. She played a large role in academics and actively participated in multiple clubs. The Y/N Bryant saw before wasn't present today and it was sad.

“I know we've just met but I don't have a date to prom either...if you would like to go with me. I wanted to go with Jordan but it turns out he is not actually into very beautiful and athletic boys.” Y/N laughed along with Bryant.

“I would love to go to prom with you as long as we can coordinate outfits.” Bryant laughed some more agreeing with her. Y/N looked down at the lunch before sliding over a few snacks toward Bryant. Y/N still felt the sadness of letting go of her best friend lingering with her but it felt nice to meet someone new. Not someone to replace her Peter but someone to remind her that life goes on and that she'd be ok in the long run.

Weeks have passed since Peter and Y/N’s fallout and it was a weird few weeks. School was coming to an end, cap and gowns were slowly being handed out for graduation and prom posters were posted everywhere.

Y/N was still avoiding Peter at all costs but she apologized to Ned and Mj for ignoring their feelings. She didn't want them to feel like they had to be in the middle of this mess. She didn't want them to feel like she also ditched them too. They understood her, they knew how hard it was for her to remove herself from their friend group for the sake of her mental health.

Y/N and Bryant continued to grow closer. He was a good distraction from her current problems. She also learned that he was bisexual and that Jordan was also on the baseball team who was too scared to come out and go to prom with Bryant. Bryant was someone Y/N didn't expect to befriend her. His kindness made her feel so much better after what had happened.

Peter struggled badly. He had been so happy to finally get the girl he had been pining after for years but seeing Y/N cry because of him hurt so much. It made him rethink his whole friendship with her. Did he really only think of her as a friend?

Peter watched everyday as Y/N grew closer to Bryant, a warm feeling entered his belly every time he saw the two together. It wasn't a pleasant warm feeling, it was a feeling that made him overthink everything he did. It was a feeling that made his face scrunch up and his head fill with sickness. His thoughts became muddled, words not making sense as he watched the two. He was jealous. Did he recognize it as jealousy, no, because Peter was an idiot.

Prom season was hectic and fun all at the same time. People were hardcore prepping for the dance. Money was being saved for the before dance dinner and the stretch limo that would provide a chariot to the dance.

The mall was beyond crowded, Bryant led the way with Y/N pushing through crowds of people to reach the small dress shop they had been dying to go to all day. The small dress shop was locally owned by a hispanic couple who hand made the dresses in the shop. The dresses they had were beautiful, all arraying from different colors, sizes, and silhouettes. Y/N tried on almost every dress in the store that was in her size.

“This is useless, these dresses are gorgeous but I feel like I look so stupid.” Y/N huffed sitting next to Bryant on the velvet loveseat that sat in front of the dressing room. Y/N was near tears out of pure frustration.

“Stop it, I thought you looked amazing in every single one of those dresses. I think you're just too into your own head. What's up girl?” He put an arm around her shoulders laying his head on top of hers.

“I just want to look good. Good like Liz…” She whispered the last part out of embarrassment. Bryant scoffed.

“You're joking right? You two are incomparable people. She's pretty in her own ways just as you are. Are you comparing yourself to her because of Peter?” Bryant exclaimed loudly, catching the attention of the woman who owns the shop.

“Peter likes Liz.” Was all that Y/N could muster, pouting at her own words.

“Here mija.” The woman who owned the shop came walking over to Y/N with a beautiful pink dress in her hands. “I made this a week ago but havent even put it on the floor yet.”

Y/N shook her head furiously, “No I couldn't.”

“No, please try it on and if you like it, it's yours.” The woman insisted on a bright smile playing on her face.

“Its-Its mine?”

“Yes honey, you obviously need this dress more than I do. You need a dress that will make you feel beautiful and I think this will do.”

Y/N tried on the dress watching it flow down to the floor. It was a pretty pink color with flowers at the top. Buttons adorned the middle of the dress cinching the waist and the bottom of the dress flowed to the floor in bunches.

Stepping out of the dressing room, dressed clad on her body, Bryants mouth dropped in shock at the sight of her.

“Holy….” He was at a loss for words. Y/N blushed, turning to look at herself in the mirror, her own mouth dropping in shock.

“...Shit” She finished.

“You look amazing mija. It's all yours, please, you have to wear that to your dance.” The woman begged Y/N. Y/N nodded, smiling at herself in the mirror. It had been weeks since she felt like her normal self. She had spent so many days pondering about why Peter liked Liz more than her. Why Liz got Peter versus Y/N getting peter. But now it wasn't about Peter.

The woman walked with Y/N up to the front of the store, carefully wrapping the dress in a delicate box.

“No boy should ever determine his worth.” The woman said, handing the box over. “You are beautiful and I'm sure Liz is too but you, you are a gorgeous young woman who will encounter many men or women or people in general who will want to be in your life simply because you are you.”

Y/N thought about the shop owner's words as both Bryant and her maneuvered through the mall's crowds. Y/N grasped the corner of Bryants elbow as he carried their shopping bags. He made small jokes making Y/N laugh. He kissed her on the cheek endearingly as she laughed some more.

Unknown to Y/N, Peter stood a few feet away from the couple as they walked by holding onto each other looking like...a couple. That warm feeling reentered Peter's belly, sickness looming over his head making him feel lightheaded. Peter watched the couple walk away with sadness filling his heart. He missed being Y/N’s best friend. He missed their walks through the mall where he would buy her all the pretzels she wanted while holding her bags of useless junk she spent hundreds on. He missed her.

Prom night came quickly after finals finished on campus. Y/N put on her dress and had her hair and makeup done by her mom. Standing in front of her mirror she made sure she was ready to go. Her mother called her to the front door signalling Bryant was there to pick her up.

Bryant showered Y/N in compliments, getting his matching pink tie tied by Y/N’s dad. They both exchanged corsages and boutineers that were adorned by pretty white flowers. They took pictures in the backyard by Y/N’s tree posing in silly poses and in your typical prom poses.

Peter stood outside of Liz’s house filled with dread. He realized that this was not the place that he wanted to be. He wanted to be at Y/N’s house taking pictures, eating her parents food, and laughing about the stupid things they normally joke about. He wanted to watch as Y/N showed off her dress to him. He wanted to be the one to bring her a bouquet of flowers that she would dry up in her journal for safe keeping. But instead he was here, in front of Liz’s mansion, hurting.

The dance was at full blast when Y/N and Bryant arrived- late because Bryant believed being fashionably late was the best type of late. They walked around the venue hand in hand as Bryant showed off all of the things he contributed to the dance. Bryant left Y/N in the flower photo room having been called away to help fix something for the dance. Y/N admired the walls covered in small and large flowers.

“Woah.” Someone gasped from behind Y/N. Turning around she came face to face to a red faced peter. “You look…ethereal, is that even the right word?”

Peter couldn't stop staring at how beautiful Y/N looked. Her dress made her stand out from the rest. Butterflies erupted in his stomach replacing the warm feeling of jealousy he had been previously feeling.

“Oh, hi Peter.” Y/N was filled with nerves as he slowly walked towards her. “How are you?”

“I don't feel too good honestly. I messed up a really good thing I think and I want to fix it. I never realized how much you meant to my life until I lost you. I know that's cheesy but it's true.” He quietly uttered, staring into her eyes. “I don't want us to stop being friends and I think I do like you.”

“You think?” She questioned looking at him hopefully.

“I- yeah I think.”

He thinks. He doesn't know if he likes her but he thinks he does. Y/N shook her head disappointed.

“Peter, I've spent the last three weeks wondering why I wasn't good enough for you to like me. I only just realized that I was good enough maybe not for you but for other people. Since we were kids I always did things in hopes of catching your attention. I joined the debate team because you did. I joined the academic team because you became the captain. I even tried to apply to be an intern at stark industries so I could work with you without even realizing that stark industries didn't have internships. And that spiderman started appearing a lot more after said internship appeared.” She had a knowing smile on her face.

“Oh so you know.” He looked down at the ground embarrassed to be exposed.

“Peter, I know so much about you. I know you better than Mj and Ned that's the whole reason why we are best friends. I know how you like your sandwiches- breakfast and lunch. I know how you organize your school work. I know that you like to specifically request time in the lab in the morning because all of the equipment is freshly washed and you like to first pick at the goggles and coats. Peter, I know you don't like me. You feel bad and miss me but you don't like me.” She walked to him, placing her hands on his cheeks. He melted into her hands.

“But I think I do Y/N.”

“Ok so say you think you like me, I would prefer to have you when you know you like me not when you have only developed small feelings after not having me for a few weeks. Peter, I'm in love with you. I'm in a lot deeper than a few small feelings. I don't want to make you be in a relationship when we are in two very different places.” She sniffled a little one hand coming to stop the tears from ruining her makeup.

“I want nothing more than to be your best friend again but I can't.” He couldn't stop his tears from falling at those words. “I can't go back to being the girl who did nothing for herself and everything for the boy she loves. I need more for myself. I'm going to college and I don't even know how to just be me without you and I need to learn how.”

He absorbed her words, crying free flowing tears.

“I want you to be happy Y/N.” He nodded, she swiped her thumbs under his eyes. She smiled sweetly at him. Placing a sweet kiss on his lips, Y/N  gave him one last smile before walking away from him.

Y/N walked away with her heart feeling light. She felt like a burden had been lifted off of her shoulders. Her intent wasn't to hurt Peter but she needed to say what had been in her mind for weeks. She knew he would eventually move on from his slight crush on her and so would she. She would move on eventually, it would be a slow and hard process but it would happen. And she would never fully get over him. She's been in love with him since they were kids- it's all she's ever known. But for right now she was focusing on loving herself and growing into the person she was meant to be- without Peter.

[missbellaswan]

jacob x bella human au

if there were no werewolves and no vampires bella and jacob would have been perfect for each other and you can quote me on that

bella moves to forks her junior year of high school. charlie is beyond thrilled and calls billy as soon as he finds out.

billy tells jake that his childhood best friend is coming back to town. jake is happy, but honestly hasn't seen bella in years and doesn't think all that much of it.

when bella and jake see each other again for the first time billy and jake are bringing her the truck. bella is psyched, but its mostly about the truck. jake seems cool, but he goes to school on the rez so shes not sure she'll even get to see him that much.

bella makes some friends at school and theyre very welcoming. she agrees to go on a beach trip with them the next weekend.

at the beach in la push bella runs into jacob again. they get to talking and eventually find themselves wandering the beach by themselves for most of the afternoon.

jake takes her over to the tide pools and he has to hold her hand the entire time because she keeps tripping on the uneven rocks.

its windy and cold and damp on the beach, but jake's hands are so warm and bella can feel it radiating all over her.

they hold hands the whole way back. bella is steady enough on her feet to walk over the flat sand, but neither of them want to let go.

bella spends most weekends in la push after that. charlie and billy are so excited and want to be supportive, but they try to act like theyre not.

bella still doesn't like the cold wet weather in forks, but she doesnt notice when she's with jake. hes not just physically warm, but his personality is so bright and happy that she cant help but feel warm and comforted just being around him.

jess keeps bothering her about whether hes her boyfriend or not, but they never really discuss whether theyre dating. their bond is so soft and easy that even unspoken, its the strongest thing either of them has ever felt.

bella goes to visit her mom one weekend and is surprised to find that shes buying a house in jacksonville and wants bella to move back in with her. bella says no. she likes living with charlie, but its mostly the thought of leaving jake that she cant imagine.

jake takes bella on a hike when she gets back. he practically has to carry her half the way because she cant walk without tripping over something. their laughter bounces off the trees.

jake brings her to a cliff overlooking the ocean. they lay in the grass and tease each other and bella braids jake's hair and jake tells her about how quil and embry nearly got him grounded while she was gone.

bella tells him she loves him.

jake kisses her. her hands are still tangled in his hair but they fit together just like she knew they would.

he loves her too.

they go to prom together the next weekend. bella picks him up in the truck and drives to the high school.

jake promises that his rabbit will be done soon and he can drive them the next year.

bella cant dance, but neither can jake. they fumble and mess around and end up spinning in small circles whispering promises to each other under the sparkling lights.

when bella drops jake off that night she leaves the car idling in the drive for a minute. she doesnt want to let go of his hand, or this perfect night.

they can see billy and charlie looking at them through the front window, trying to pretend like theyre watching the tv

they kiss goodnight and he promises her he wont let go. they'll get old and gray and things will change like they always do, but they both know this is a love that will last. maybe not forever, but a lifetime of love like this is plenty.

[khaleesiofalicante]

fuckkk

i overslept and missed my geography class

im gonna read while i wait for my friend to finish the class(?) so we can talk and i can help her with her tumblr

my feet hurt

ok anyway

Of course, there are many other words that suit him too.

Handsome. Strong. Intelligent. Tall. Sexy. Soft.

so true babe

man is so hot

i dont even know what to say dude the beginning is so gestures

that makes no sense

it's like...the calm before the hurricane

it does start storming in the middle though

i think idk brain is scrambled eggs

i keep on forgetting to liveblog wtf

Alec lets the Magnus in like a hurricane, despite the possibility of consequences.

It’s surprising.

What’s even more surprising is that Alec doesn’t seem to be afraid.

For someone who is careful, Alec seems keen to have Magnus by his side.

me likey

them i mean

im really into these timelines and watching them fuck up uhuduhdf

This is not the kind of rubbing off he expected from the other man.

LMAO-

how am i supposed to video call my friend when i look like an absolute mess

this is so cute though

they're like...so new

it's really really cute

ew who cooks

i do but that's not the point

Magnus is pretty sure Raphael doesn’t eat and is surviving on spite alone

me 90 percent of the time

ah he's a people pleaser sort of...

sigh

y'all just...don't talk????????

Y'all just have sex and that's it????? how tf-

oh yes also shinyun is here ew ew ew

go away bitch

oof families complicated shit right let's move on

magnus' pov is something else entirely

Magnus envies people like that.

People who look at the future and know what they want to do and where they want to be.

same dude

like how tf do y'all do this

also

magnus: I am not gonna ask him anything about his family because then he's ask me about mine

magnus 2 seconds later: so what do your parents do

baby make up your mind

Magnus doesn’t exactly know who a senator is or what they do. But he knows they are a big deal.

me when i started digging for the au

but nice alec told him

He wonders if Prom is like Facebook.

Something Alec has decided he doesn’t like and doesn’t want – but only because it’s easier to think that.

He wonders what else Alec “doesn’t like”.

Magnus wants to find all of them out and lay them on Alec’s feet.

alright boo calm down you've been together for 2 weeks

they're gonna dance???

ooo wasnt this song in the playlist??

nice

magnus' answer is as honest as you can expect right now

okay let's goo middle

RAFE'S POV???

BABY

“Prom is stupid?” she repeats incredulously. “You literally made a Pinterest board in preparation for this!”

I love this boy so much

why doesnt he wanna go?

everything okay?

ohhh she's sick

at least it's not leukemia.

JUST SAYING

They have been dating for two years now. He still remembers how nervous he had been when he had asked her out the first time when he had no more than 14.

“Pick me up at 6,” she had ordered and walked away.

Rafael had gone home and danced in celebration.

I AM GONNA SCREAM

oh my god he tried to break through the window

Rafael had tried to break into the Senator’s house through the window, chickenpox be damned and all that.

Senator Diego Rosales, Anjali’s father, had called Rafael’s dad.

Dad had dragged him home and lectured him about being responsible. Bapak had found the whole thing hilarious, and Max had called him a ‘romantic piece of shit’.

adorable little shit

it's hilarious though

he's so cute

wait isnt he part of the dance auction or some shit??

and wont he have to dance with someone else???

well that's a future problem so we'll see later

aww max just runs over to clace's house and spends time with david

cute

AWW OMG HE'S TAKING MAGNUS

It takes a professional model to make up for your absence

I-

such a simp

Bapak and Rafael two of them decide to spend the rest of the morning practicing a self-care routine – which usually means iced tea, sandalwood face packs, and watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine.

so sexy of them

sigh

max what did you do

people are always going to be shits

now tell me who you punched so we can do it together the next time

OH FUCK

KIND OF LIKE THE RAFAEL RUMOUR STORY???

SHIT FUCK NO

IM NOT GOING THROUGH THIS SHIT AGAIN AND I AM CERTINLY CANNOT SEE RAFAEL OR MAGNUS GO THROUGH THIS AGAIN

I am done you will see me lying in my grave

goodbye

not really since i will absolutely finish this chapter but like

I CANNOT COMPREHEND

these commenters are pissing me off

but rafe are you okay buddy??????????? like genuienly. and magnus too. shit this is gonna be so hard on them

also "weird close" NO! IT'S CALLED A HEALTHY PARENT-CHILD RELATIONSHIP

im so mad

GET OUT BITCHES LET'S FIGHT

MY FRIEND MADE A COMIC FROM THE LINE "5-foot midget with a knife" I AM GOING TO CHANNEL THAT ENERGY

i really dont want to see what they are posting

shit's messed up

Like when Max didn't want to swim in the swimming nationals and the press started saying the governor's younger son hates America.

how does one jump from that to hating america dude wtf

im gonna kill someone preferably mys the commenters. one of the commenters

IM SORRY THEY ACCUSED MAGNUS OF MURDER???

OH FUCK NO

KEEP BREATHING AND IT'LL BE YOUR FUNERAL NEXT

Aunt Lily and Aunt Maia are talking seriously with his father. Rafael wonders if they have some sort of list. A list of secrets and distractions they can release in case of a situation like this.

that is really fucking depressing

MAGNUS OMG

im gonna scream this is making me so angry

“We could lie the two of you are getting a divorce,” Rafael jokes.

FUCK NO

I know it's a reference to the future and all but like-

max im not even shocked

OH NO MAX-

I AM GONNA SCREAM

i love him so much

i am laughing way too hard at this-

oh my i just went through the lyrics

it's very...colorful

elyaas is just amazing

“It matters to me too,” Max says. “But we need to pick and choose what matters and what doesn’t. Otherwise, we’ll never make it through.”

THIS!!!

OH MY GOD THEY DESIGNED HIM A PROM

I COULD CRY

ALEC IS INCHARGE OF THE PUNCH

LMAO

i have no clue what that song is but good for you bestie

“Also, I don’t want to freak you out but this dude behind you is kinda creepily staring at you.”

the dude is alec isn't it

OH I FORGOT THAT'S WHAT CHAPERONS DO

sigh

let's do the end now....

Magnus used to be a part of the auction in the previous galas too. People like to dance with him. People want to dance with him. Magnus always gets the highest bid - which means the largest donation of course goes from Alec.

During the last gala, five years ago, Alec had won the bid for $25,000.

It had been worth every fucking penny.

Sure, they had been married at the time and Alec could have danced with Magnus whenever he wished.

But the thrill wasn’t just in the dancing.

It was in the winning.

It was in showing all those suckers that he is the one who always gets to dance with Magnus.

I am so obsessed with these dorks

Max looks at him and then focuses back on his food with a grin. "I think you should bid on him. Just for the drama."

agreed

it would be so much fun

DAVID

my boy's in cambridge so proud

maryse's growth 🥺

“David’s gay?” Max chokes on his food. “What? When? How?”

Alec is not sure how to answer those questions.

MAX JDCUUDCIUDF

how does one answer "when" and "how"

he came out through email my precious-

how did i not know Sweden has a monarchy????

max absolutely flirt with the prince and cause an international scandal

reminds me of the rwrb au

“Max,” Alec pinches the bridge of his nose. “If you walk into the gala in a tank top and boxers, I swear to god, I will cut off your allowance.”

“Damn, papi,” Max pouts. “You hit me right where it hurts.”

“I’ll take care of you,” his mother stage whispers to his son.

WHY CAN HE NOT-

also maryse yes

it's always the grandmas 🥺

HE HAS A FAKE TWT ACCOUNT JHDSUHSDU

THE NAMES OF THE ACCOUNTS IM DEAD-

Malechoe1996 Am I the only person who wants Magnus to turn up with a date? Give me that Jealous Alec content. Please and thank you.

Alecsgayspider Do y’all remember Alec bid $25,000 on Magnus? My boy has no chill lol.

THESE TWO WIN

yeah it is quite rude

“Just make sure I don’t throw my whiskey in her face.”

Jace nods. “Gotcha. Make sure to throw a whiskey in her face.”

do it bitch do it

DJDFUHDF SELENA SAID MAGNUS BANE SUPREMACY AND IM HERE FOR IT

max walked straight back I CANT-

BOY-

Rafael and Max insult each other because that’s just how they say hi

peak sibling behaviour

holy shit he's hot

"evil swan" IM DONE-

what is up with the white suit though??

“Whatever happened to decorum? This is a charity event for fuck’s sake!”

“Then you should probably consider buttoning up some of this,” Max deadpans as he points at Alec’s shirt.

OK LISTEN-

“That’s different!” Alec hisses.

dude that's sexist

OH NO HE'S GOING TO DROP HIS CHAMPAGNE ON HER

I KNOW HE WILL

OH SHIT HE DID

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

THE KIDS ARE JUST WALKING AROUND MAKING SURE ALEC DOESN'T CAUSE A SCANDAL IM DONE-

also "not under his roof" shduhdfudf

oh fuck no she's wearing magnus' clothes

NO ONE BIDS AGAINST ANJALI LMAO

LEXI BID FOR JACE UIDUDUIFD

well technically jace bit for himself-

NOICE THE PRINCE BID ON DAVID

SHINYUN REALLY DID THAT-

i am digging her grave as we speak

if alec doesnt kill her i will

AWW DAVID CAME LOOKING FOR MAX

Y'all need to talk

The three of them stand on the balcony. It’s not fucking awkward at all.

my my the tension is thick af

sigh

well then

okay im going back to sleep

OMG THIS IS ME BECAUSE I WOKE UP TODAY AT 8 AND I WAS LIKE "IMMA CHILL TODAY" AND THEN I FORGOT I HAD A MEETING AT 10.

I had to go for it :)))))))))))

Also not you getting aggressive during these live blogs kjdshfkjs lowkey here for it.

[lovely-keii]

Hey! So I am requesting for the matchup event, and you can call me Chi!

I am an ambivert, more on the extroverted side, and I can be sweet or snarky, depending on the person I am with. I get really hyped up and excited for the things I like, or the stuff I do with my loved ones, but also need some low time to just lie down and cuddle when needed. I am a bit of a nerd (thought I prefer the term studious), but I used to play tennis, and still play basketball and swim whenever I can (I wouldnt consider myself skinny tho, I'm mid sized).

I like writing poems and stories, painting, listening to music, yet go on little adventures, hike, and party, it just depends on my mood. I like to be organised yet a bit messy whenever I am low.

My type? Well someone who speaks their mind, and matches my energy. Is able to send jabs at me, and doesnt mind when I send it back, though I am fine with someone sweet too cuz CUDDLES. Laid back, but cheerful too sometimes. I'm touch starved I need hugs :( oh, and I identify as queer, I am a bit attracted to women and other genders, but I have a preference for men.

I dont like it when someone tries to mansplain me, or ridicule me for the stuff I like. Should maintain a bit hygiene, but chill about it. Otherwise, I'm fine with anyone.

*I'm so sorry, I might seem all over the place, but this is me :) I love your works!!!! I'm a huge Atsumu/Bokuto/Suna stan, but I'm excited to see who I am matched up with nonetheless. Thanks! Hope you have a nice day :))

you got matched with…

KUROO TETSUROU

i just think the both of you would be compatible??

he’d definitely love to hear all about your hobbies and such and i think you’d be so cute with him!!

he’s definitely someone i see you with

he’s someone who fell for you after a few days of talking to you.

the both of you were classmates, but to his frustration, he could barely talk to you without sweating profusely. he plays it off well, obviously.

at first it was just a simple crush, taking glances at you during class, offering his assistance immediately as soon as you ask for help, or just trying to start conversations with you.

you two were good friends, with even greater banter. at that time, you didn’t like him yet, and you were completely oblivious to his advances.

somewhere between you brushing away his hints and your obliviousness, he decided that maybe it wasn’t meant to be. (he was wrong btw)

until that gracious day, of course. the school announces the date of prom!! in two weeks.

of course, even way before it was announced there was word of prom already, seeing as it was prom season but kuroo thought nothing of it.

he wanted to ask you, he really did but a close friend of his got to him first. apparently, she fought with her boyfriend and didn’t want to go to prom with her boyfriend, asking kuroo instead.

a week passed until she bailed on him, explaining how she had gotten back with her boyfriend and if it was fine if she went to prom with him instead, which kuroo agreed to!

everyone was set at that point, all his friends having dates. he was still unsure about you, but he was too nervous to ask you.

he spends until the day before prom without a date, deciding to go alone if he couldn’t find a date. a date that he liked, specifically.

kuroo was a handsome guy, there were girls asking him to prom and while he wanted to go with a date, he didnt want to lead anyone on.

you two were seated beside each other that day, talking occasionally, until a realization popped up into kuroos’ head: he didn’t know if you were going with anyone.

“so uh, chi. what are you planning for prom?”

“well, i couldn’t find a date that i liked, so i might be going alone.”

“wait really?”

“uh yeah? you were going to prom with your friend right?”

“no, she decided to go with her boyfriend”

“we could go together?”

he looked at you with a face like 😲 and he nodded a yes

it was officially prom night, and you were both /hot/

he asked you to dance a couple times, you two chatted a lot, and all in all, had a great night.

if you were going to o be honest, you didn’t know kuroo too well to say you were close but after that night? you too might as well have been the best buddies since childhood

that was when you developed feelings for him. while it was dumb, to like someone after going to prom with them, you couldn’t deny that that was one for eh best nights of your life.

a few weeks after that, he spots you writing something.

he sits next to you and you smile at him.

“what are you writing?”

“just a short story to pass the time.”

“what’s going on in the story?”

“after they talk, the guy asks the main character on a date.”

“wanna go on a date?”

“what?”

“the guy asks the main character on a date. wanna go on a date?”

you agree and he brings you to a local cafe the next day.

(i just had to put this in, he learned how to play your favorite song on the piano for you)

1K EVENT

[writingpuddle]

That’s so interesting.. it’s probably bc you had a smaller school.. my graduating class was 700 or something so homecoming was always pretty big.. the winter dance was a turnabout (girls asked the guys) but only some people followed that I think.. it wasn’t like a BIG thing for the girls to ask the guys.. I always just went to all the dances with groups of friends.. I was NOT in the dating scene in high school lolol but dances were still fun

i mean homecoming primarily wasnt a thing because i guess we just dont do that in canada??? other than vague recognition of the term from movies i had no idea what it was until my university had an event in first year (and i really had no idea what that was either because i have about as much school spirit in uni that i did in high school so i did not go lmao)

anyway the verdict from perusing the comments on my post seems to be, as maybe should have been expected "in a country with over 17 000 high schools there is every possible combination of school dances and so it really doesnt matter to this fic since you havent ever specified where it even is and they can just do whatever. prom is a big deal tho."

[i-loves-my-lemurs]

Fanfic writer's director's commentary! Thanks to @candycoloredwolf for the ask! I chose to talk about my first panchulien oneshot 'Wanna Dance?'. I wrote it in a single night on impulse so there's a few grammar mistakes and other stuff I noticed upon revisiting it.

I probably went way overboard on my commentary (oops) but it was so much fun going through it all. I hope this is entertaining.

.............

*the crocodile ambassador gave him an unusually soft smile.*

After everything that's happened in the show, I feel like the croc ambassador would have warmed up to Julien quite a bit and come to respect him as a leader. Also he's trying to butter Julien up before complaining about one of his subjects.

*provided they were on their best behaviour. It had said on the invitation that it was a 'sophisticated' event, so Maurice had managed to wrangle all of the lemurs into formal wear, and everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, dancing in pairs to the soft music*

Man, I just love it when characters dress up in fancy outfits and go dancing together (like in the prom episode). One of my favourite tropes in fact, so I just had to throw it in there!

*but still all this fancy partnered dancing wasn't entirely to the ringtail's taste.*

As much as I like the formal dancing stuff, it wouldn't be something Julien would enjoy, so he's already looking for an excuse to bounce and throw his own afterparty. He's only stayed so far to try and be polite and improve relations between their kingdoms or something else that Maurice told him to do.

*Clover, Sage and the rest of the mountain lemur kingdom was there, and the king and queen were happily sharing a waltz. Maurice was dancing with his sister while Prince Brodney was teaching their children the steps*

This takes place after the show's finale, but without the inclusion of the zoosters, so sort of like a parallel universe? Where Julien and Clover are monarchs together, which I think is neat. Also People tend to forget that Maurice has a sister, myself included really, and I kinda wish they'd had more cute bonding moments, so I gave then a brother/sister dance.

*even Pancho was leaning against a tree*

Aside from the main squad (excluding Mort of course) Pancho is the only minor lemur that Julien really mentions here. Almost like he was looking for him specifically. Hmmm....

*He caught Julien's eye and winked. Julien chuckled fondly.*

Casual flirt.

*"I do have a minor issue with the behaviour of one of your, ahem, subjects*

That little cough just feels like something the croc ambassador would do when he's embarrassed, or to sound authoritative, so he did.

*Julien tore his eyes away from Pancho*

"Tore his eyes away" almost like he didnt want to look away. Hmmm...

*The anxious lemur was currently giggling as he twirled his new boyfriend around*

Ah, I just want Willie to be happy and have a good time with his bf. He deserves to laugh more. New boyfriend infers that they're in the early stages of their relationship, so they're just messing around being silly and cute and having fun together.

*but Horst and Mary Ann weren't doing much better.*

Horst and Mary Ann deserve a nice romantic dance. It would be pretty awkward because she's twice his size and can only really walk on all fours, but they don't even care. They just cut their own path through the dance floor and ignore everyone else, no matter how annoyed the other dancers are because they keep getting in the way.

*"Well, they're both males!" He said. "It's completely unnatural, wouldn't you agree?"*

Oof, the croc ambassador wants that snooty monarch solidarity with Julien since he's the most popular king in Madagascar, but that ain't happening any time soon. Not with that attitude!

*Julien was lost for words. He had known ever since he was young that he liked boys. Every male in the kingdom liked boys! In fact, it was considered a little unusual if you WEREN'T interested in the same gender.*

I like the idea that homosexuality is just the norm in the party kingdom, kinda like She-Ra. People are just gay and nobody thinks anything of it and coming out is celebrated. Julien doesn't care if you're gay or straight though, he just cares for his peeps and wants them to love who they love.

*whatever their genders were*

A subtle difference between Julien and the croc ambassador, Julien says 'genders' while croc ambassador says 'sexes' because Julien is more open to the idea of gender not being confined to biology.

*Julien took a few deep breaths and tried desperately to not get angry.

"What's the problem man, they're just dancing." He remarked in what he hoped was a neutral tone.*

Julien tries to keep his cool here, a bit of his character development showing. He now knows that everything doesnt have to be a scene, so keeps his temper. It's also kind of to protect Willie and his partner though. He knows they're having a good time and he doesn't want to bring to their attention that their host doesn't like what they're doing, because he knows they'll be upset.

 *"rather not have it ruined by such atrocities being committed!"*

And this was the point where I started to hate the croc ambassador too while writing.

*"Oh, hey Julio." Pancho smiled at him. "I was just gonna-"*

Pancho was just gonna say that he was bored with the party and wanted to leave. He would have asked if Julien wanted to come with (he could tell Julio was getting bored and he couldn't have THAT), which would have been a different fanfiction entirely.

*"Wanna dance?" Julien said.*

I honestly can't remember if I thought of the title or this line first.

*He considered sticking his tongue out at the reptile's back, but ultimately decided that such a juvenile display wasn't the best way to get his point across.*

Again, character development. Julien has matured (a little) and realised that there are better, more fulfilling ways of getting revenge.

*"OK." Pancho said with a shrug, and slid his paw over to Julien's waist,*

Once Pancho can mentally catch up with what's going on, he rolls with it. In fact, he sorta likes the idea of dancing with Julien, and had been trying to gather the courage to ask him for most of the night. I wonder why...

*As they danced though, he began to feel his attention drawn to a different place: how smooth Pancho was on the dance floor,*

We all know Julien's attention span is not great, so there's no way he's going to be able to stay angry when he's too busy being distracted by Pancho's smoothness.

*He raised an eyebrow. "You just couldn't resist?"*

Not entirely subtle flirt.

*"But you know, you're not a bad pick." He patted Pancho on the arm.*

Not entirely subtle either flirt.

*"Abner over there's been missing steps and stumbling all night!" He glanced over at Abner and his wife with a small frown.*

Poor Abner, he's the one getting picked on tonight. Bit of a running gag here.

*Pancho's eyes widened and he instinctively pulled Julien closer, whether it was to shield him or to further prove the point, Julien couldn't tell, but the ringtail wasn't complaining.*

Pancho does pull Julien closer on instinct to protect him, he knows how badly homophobia would hurt Julien's feelings. Julien is just loving it though. He was more angry for Willie's sake than hurt anyways.

*"But us lemurs dance with guys all the time!" Pancho exclaimed. "I've seen you kiss four different guys at a party once! What's his problem?"

"That's what I'm saying, wait I did what?"*

Even if they weren't a couple, dancing together is just something the males would do. They're that casual. And of course Julien would go around kissing everybody at his parties when he gets drunk enough. Poor Julien doesnt remember half of what he does at parties though.

*"Oh no, I don't mind." Pancho remarked, then cleared his throat awkwardly, looking away.*

Awkward silence much? Internally Pancho is just screaming *why did you say that?!" because he doesn't know how to handle his feelings right now, especially not with Julien so close.

(For any other ballroom dance enthusiasts, what they're dancing would be a mix between a waltz and a slow dance. Like a casual, less fancy waltz that's quite easy for them to get the hang of, but still quite romantic and personal).

*"You know Julio, I don't think he's gonna notice." Pancho remarked.*

But eventually Pancho plucks up the courage. They're already dancing, he tells himself. And Julien just wants to make the crocodile ambassador mad. Julien kisses people platonically all the time so he won't question it. If he doesnt like it, say you were doing it to piss off the crocodiles. And if he does like it... well...

*"Well, I had an idea." Pancho was avoiding his gaze again."*

He's still nervous of course, but he's made up his mind. It's all or nothing, baby!

*"Lay it on me." Julien said.*

And he does! Literally!

*And holy Sky Gods.*

I was tempted to have this line be 'holy crap' or 'holy sh*t' because that's what I would say idk but holy sky gods just works better for the show's lore, and allows the story to keep a G rating.

*All thoughts of spiting the crocodile ambassador had been fully driven from his mind*

Julien just gets so caught up in the moment, he's all "what crocodile ambassador?" he just wants to keep kissing.

*Julien stroked his paw through Pancho's soft fur and deepened their kiss.*

I imagine Pancho's fur would be very soft, he's always playing around with explosives so he's bound to get his fur burnt off every now and then, and it grows back softer.

This was the first time I wrote the lemurs kissing, so it's not the most explicit thing in the world. I probably couldn't write an explicit kiss scene to save my life though.

*"Hoo-ah." Pancho sighed softly.*

Hoo-ah" is exactly what Pancho would say after having his mind blown by a kiss like that. Just no thoughts, head Julien.

*"Yeah, crocodile ambassador certainly thinks so." Pancho said, a wild grin overcoming his face*

Heh heh, Pancho's happy because he just got to kiss his crush (and he liked it!) But also because he can see the croc ambassador is pissed and he loves the opportunity to mess.

*some looking angry, some looking intrigued*

Some of the crocs are intrigued because they've never been able to be open about who they are or experiment because of compulsory heterosexuality in their kingdom. Seeing two guys just being so open about their attraction to each other would definitely help them rethink things. They've never seen gay love expressed like this and it's new and exciting.

*Julien's face broke out into an ecstatic grin.

"Yeah that's right!" He called wildly. "I kissed a guy! At your party! Boom, I like kissing guys! Ha, suck on that loser! Woohoo!"*

Oh the sweet triumph of proving a point. This rant was a joy to write, it just feels very Julien.

*He grabbed Pancho's hand and held it up.*

Grab your boyfriend's hand, hold it aloft like a prize.

*"I'm like ninety percent sure Ted likes kissing guys!"*

Haha, poor Teddy needs to be extracted from the closet, pronto. Julien just has an excellent gaydar.

* and tucked a protective arm around his daughter's shoulders, turning her away from Julien.*

I imagine princess Amy would have some questions after this, questions which her father would definitley struggle to answer. If she really wants to find out what Pancho and Julien were doing, I imagine she'd visit the party kingdom alone, and the lemurs would be happy to answer her questions. Pancho and Julien may have ushered in a new era for the crocodile kingdom and their relationship with LGBT+.

*There came a cheer from the crowd of lemurs and they all began to head off the dance floor*

Of course the other lemurs go with Julien immediately, he's their king after all and the moment he suggests that someone might not be cool with their sexualities, they're ready to bounce.

*Clover and Sage at the front hand in hand,*

Clover and Sage would definitley be behind Julien 100%. The moment he declares that they're out of there, they just drop everything to leave with him.

*some mountain lemur ladies holding hands too.*

Mountain lemur lesbians? Anyone? I just think it's neat.

*"You read my mind, Julio."

Julien pulled Pancho towards him and tried to ignore how it felt like there was a little party going on in his stomach when Pancho called him that.*

Julien really likes that name! I see it as an affectionate nickname Pancho gave him that eventually just evolves into a pet name that makes Julien a little warm and fuzzy inside every time he hears it.

*Julien's heart leapt with joy to see Willie clutching his boyfriend's hands as they danced.*

Daaaww, Julien might pick on Willie but at the end of the day he likes to see him happy. He's glad they don't have to stay at a party where their dancing is scrutinised.

*Pancho rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly as they stood face to face. "I'm sorry about kissing you, I just-"*

Now that there's some distance between them, Pancho has had time to think and wonder "oh sheesh, what if I messed it up, what if he only felt like it was platonic" and he's now all embarrassed, poor leem. He's just a guy in love.

*He nodded, then cleared his throat in an attempt to get a grip on his emotions. "You know, um, while we were dancing*

And now we see Julien trying to hold it together, these two are just so precious and I can totally see them stumbling over their feelings like that.

*kissed Pancho on the forehead, giggling slightly at the other lemur's squeak of surprise.*

Pancho is the perfect height for affectionate forehead kisses, let's not forget it!

*Pancho and Julien headed onto the dancefloor together and moved their bodies to the beat.*

They would have spent the night together just dancing and vibing (and making out probably).

*Nobody there who gave them the stink-eye or who told them that they were wrong. They danced and had fun and kissed without a care in the world. Julien felt so happy that his kingdom was a place where he could kiss Pancho all he liked.*

Ah I really went to town on the "love is love" concept here, didn't I? Well, a theme is a theme.

Julien's just really happy at the place he's created. He's glad they can dance and kiss and all that jazz, and he did that, he created a kingdom free of prejudice. It's exactly how I can see the kingdom's relationship with LGBT+ going down, a place where they're all just happy to vibe and be themselves.

.........

And that's the end. I hope you enjoyed this premium insight into my writings, and if you want commentary on another of my stories, or just have random questions, then my inbox is always open :)

[kate-read-that]

Teacher!tony, gen z!peter (who is lovestruck)

"Very well guys, today were going to study the physics behind Newtonian fluids and how to calculate their movements in the space. This is used a lot by astronauts when they need to do reparations on their rockets"

The whole class looked around, excited. Mr Stark always teached the most complicated stuff in the most fun way, making everyone feel like a genius. Everyone loved him, specially a certain wide-eyed boy that looked at him from the first row, notebook and pen ready to impress Mr Stark at the slightest chance.

That is, if he remembered how to form sentences when the teacher looked at him, of course.

"Now, basic knowledge guys, can anyone guess what's this formula for? No smartass answers please, that's my vibe. Get your own" says mr Stark, making everyone laugh againas he turns around expectantly.

Immediately one hand rises to the air. If Peter had been a little faster he might have dislocated his shoulder, and some people laugh at him, but he only has eyes for Mr Stark, who in return smiles wide.

"Of course, my only source of pride in this glooming, poorly lighted building, Mr Parker. Want to illuminate us all on the matter? If you answer correctly I'll give you a price." He winked.

Peter's ears burn and he swallows saliva before answering: "it's the formula to understand movement of normal liquids in space sir".

Stark inhales deeply at the "sir", but seems otherwise unaffected while nodding- "As always, correct Mr Parker. From this formula we can obtain the key to understanding Newtonian liquids, but for now let's focus in this one, okay? Mr Parker, here's your cookie"

And he leaves it on Peter's table, smiling wide for him. Peter smiles back and eats the cookie fast, afraid he'll say something stupid if he doesnt. He licks his fingers to clean them from chocolate and thanks Mr Stark, who seems to be really focused on something Peter cant see.

Class continues as normal, with charming Mr Stark helping people out in entertaining ways and Peter Parker not losing sight of him even as he takes notes carefully.

As the class is about to finish, Mr Stark says: "Since Prom dance will be this weekend and I'm one of the unfortunate souls that must guard your integrity there, I must ask you to keep alcohol wherever I can't see it, to put the indecent music when I can't hear it and to do... other fun activities where I can't stop you." He winked at them and started picking up his things while everyone cheered.

"Dude, if hes chaperoning we're going to have the night of our lives!!" Ned seemed so excited Peter frowned at him, before remembered he had actually gotten a date, unlike Peter. Julia was a nice girl.

It's not that Peter hadnt been asked, and hinted, and outright begged by some classmates, but when he thought about Mr Starm in a suit... yeah, it was better if he didnt bring anyone.

As the class started emptying, Peter was running out of excuses to be there with Mr Stark, but he liked to spend as much time with him as he could. Today, as an exception, he was interrupted in his way out by Mr Stark:

"Excited about the Dance Mr Parker?" He was leaning against the blackboard.

"Sure, sir, a group of friends are all going together" well, Ned had a date, but his other friends were all going together.

"No way a young handsome boy like you couldn't find a dare for such lovely night" Mr Stark was clearly mocking him, but Peter knew he'd remember being called a boy by Mr Stark later that night. He swallowed.

"I did get some offers, sir, but I decided to go with my friends, since I dont really like anyone" at least, anyone that studied there, so not totally a lie, right?

"You dont conform easily, I like that" Mr Stark had suddenly started walking towards him, one brow arched and a smile that no teacher should show to a love struck, weak student, Peter thought.

"I... I guess so, sir. I just dont want to give anyone false hope, you know?" He tried laughing, but it sounded more like a nervous moan, and he begged to die right there.

Mr Stark put a hand on his shoulder: "Well, then I guess I'll see you this weekend, uh Peter? Who knows, maybe you'll keep me entertained so your friends can do all those forbidden things without me preying on them"

Peter was dead. He was so, so dead :"Yes, sir. I mean, I'll... do my best, sir. Entertaining you, that is. Sir."

Peter then started walking towards the class door, begging that his jumper covered his crotch, feeling Mr Stark look right in him the whole time.

He got out of the room and tried to remember how to breathe. Then he run to his locker, smiling, already daydreaming of all the things Mr Stark could do to him for entertainment. He sighed. If only.

[gothvince]

i wanted 2 redesign some of lydias classmates and i’m NOT tagging this bc they look awful and they’re super quick drawings but. just wanted to ramble abt my decisions for this and?? fuckin????? infodump baby thats what i do. i put the art under a cut bc 1. this post could get long and 2. ghhhh its bad

SO i’m british and my high school had pretty much the exact same uniform as the gals at miss shannons school. and like... i can VIVIDLY remember what people would consider cool back then. rolled up sleeves, jackets tied around your waist. top button always undone. for some reason we’d roll down our socks and that would be considered cool?? and also... really short and fat ties. so since claire is the popular mean girl trope, i wanted to make sure she wore her uniform in all the ways that seemed cool at that age. she’s also big on makeup and jewellery, both of which are banned, but Cool Kids Wore It Anyway.

i think i might change her earrings to be a lot smaller, but for the most part i really like her design!! her hair is similar enough to the old show that it’s recognisable but i wanted to change it up a little just to show that this is like, a reboot. claire in general is really... bossy and mean and confident in herself so she’s not exactly afraid of all these dress code violations. and her parents are probably rich doners to the school so she rarely gets in trouble for it.

also she’s... very insecure in herself! my hc for her is that her parents are really neglectful and not very present in her life - she has money and all her needs are provided for but there’s not that emotional attachment kids need from their parents. as a result she sort of latches onto things that other people consider cool so they’ll think she’s cool and admire here, yknow?? like a shallow substitute for the love she isn’t gettin from her parents. her family’s very... strict and hate anything they’d consider “other” so in an effort to live up to her parents expectations claire takes on the roll of bully 2 people considered “other” like lyds, bertha and prudence. also she’s gay and has a crush on lydia and picks on her a lot bc of that bc she doesn’t know how else 2 deal with her feelings.

i have a whole. goddamn redemption arc in my head for claire and i love her SO much. a lot of it involves learning from lydia and BJ that it’s okay to be weird and and it’s okay to be yourself and... she struggles with it but she does eventually learn how to be herself regardless of what her parents think. YES lyds/claire is endgame and YES i’m emotionally attached to that ship

also i have her listed as 17 here but i think im gonna lower it to 16 bc i want all the gals to be around the 15-16 age. it’s older than the 12-13 age range in the show but i feel like i can write better from tht age range cuz i BARELY remember what i was like at 12 but all that teenage angst stuff is fresh in my mind

MOVING ONTO BERTHA, she wants to be as popular as claire so she imitates a lot of stuff that kids consider “cool”. like. untucked shirt, small amounts of jewellery, make up. the difference between them is that bertha is more encouraged to be herself than to conform to any kind of... standard or whatever. so she’s a little weird and dorky, but in a super endearing way. her parents are from the relatively poorer part of town, her uniform is second-hand from her older sister, so it’s kind of loose and ill-fitting. all her make up is from the dollar store so it’s the really bad kind that exacerbates her acne and doesnt really cover it up.

bertha’s tall and skinny but in a more awkward way than anything, and she has braces and acne and she wouldn’t really be considered conventionally attractive in the way claire is, but she’s so unabashedly herself that her confidence shines through that and makes her generally super likeable. she’s on good terms with pretty much everyone outside of claire’s friend group! she’s been best friends with prudence since they were kids so the two are super close, and since prudence is a lot more reserved and shy, bertha’s taken it upon herself to stick up for her and make sure she’s okay.

and prudence!! i honestly didn’t change her design too much from the show but like... she’s tiny and VERY neat and tidy. not concerned with being cool or anything - she just likes to follow the dress code exactly. she’s quiet and shy and studious and spends a lot of her time w her nose in a book. her grades are amazing. she’s from a somewhat middle class family who want her to do well, her parents are a bit strict on homework and studying and that kind of thing which can sometimes get really stifling for her, but they mean well and only want her to succeed. she enjoys hanging around with bertha and lydia because it gives her the chance to let loose a little. being friends w/ the two of them has really helped her come out of her shell, and we see her become braver over the course of the series!!

bertha/prudence is CANON and i LOVE THEM and they’re so goddamn cute together. they go to every single school dance together and have study dates once a week where it’s just the 2 of them. bertha’s out to her parents and they’re very accepting so a lot of their study dates happen at bertha’s place. prudence isn’t out, but she’s not so far in the closet that she’ll pretend she’s straight. (her parents just think she and bertha are friends but when prom rolls around and they’ve coordinated their outfits and bertha comes to pick prudence up, it hits them that they’re dating and they’re supportive when they do find out)

GOD. CLAIRE AT PROM. she’s so goddamn gay she doesn’t end up getting a date to prom because she doesn’t like any of the guys in her town. lydia goes with betty as like, a friend thing, but there’s. a part of the night where claire is watching bertha and prudence dance and she looks to lydia and just... works up the courage 2 go and ask her to dance. and they DO and they share a really shy awkward kiss at the end of the dance. meanwhile betty is NOT happy about it

i have a full prom episode written in my head............. a full goddamn series in my head... i think a lot abt these characters all the time and i REALLY wanted to go more in depth with them! claire especially bc she’s SO one-dimensional in the show i just rlly wanna explore. her whole vibe. shes heavily inspired by pacifica frm gravity falls if u couldnt tell

[sky-bee42]

So this week at school we've been spending the first half of the day in grade levels + ive been spending my time with my 2 best friends ive known since 6th grade, H and L, and our sort-of friend F who is... nice, but seems to have no awareness of what's going on around her half of the time (and it REALLY annoys me and H) and today me L and H were talking about prom plans (none of us have gone to a school dance in years and we along with my other best friend K all decided to go this year because why not) and how we need to go out dress shopping for L since we have a running joke that he's the ultimate disney princess, so we were trying to figure out when we can go and then F chimed into the conversation asking ehat we were talking about and we tried to put it in vague terms but then we ended up explaining it all and then she started inserting herself into the scenario with the way she was talking,, like "are we going to get to pick out a dress for L?" ("No, he gets to pick it out himself") and it was just kinda weird, and she kept bringing up alternative ideas to the stuff we were talking about (we've been talking about doing this ALL year) and she kept going like "what if he gets a suit?" and we were just having fun trying to figure out what kind of look he should go for and she just kept getting caught up on weird logistical points?

Also the seniors are all going on a trip in may and H was saying that shes mad because the new harry styles album is dropping the day we come back so shes not going to be able to listen to it until we get home. F responds by saying "or you could just bring your phone with you haha" and we were like "...that's against the rules, and if you get caught that can ruin the trip for everyone" but she said "well it'll be fine as long as you don't get caught" which we then had to further clarify "but the POINT is that you might ruin it for everyone else, it's a SELFISH thing to do" (this was right at the end of class so i didnt get her response to that)

I've known F for 12 years i think now, and she's always kinda been like this. I was friends with her when we were in 1st grade but i remember having to cut her off because i thought she was too annoying to be around and i honestly think she has gained very little social awareness in that time. She tries really hard to fit in with our group and I know it's not fair to "other" her, but I'm much closer with my other 3 friends and we get each others humor and we really care and listen and have a good flow of conversation all of the time and then F will just chime in with random stuff that's out of context, focusing on the wrong thing, or just react to something way out of proportion to the situation (screaming laughing at things that are only marginally funny) and constantly falls behind in the conversation because she gets caught up on trivial points,, when she falls behind or zones out of the conversation we try to bring her up to speed but it kind of interrupts the flow and the vibe every time so conversations with her always seem really disjointed

Also F has like,, no concept of personal space?? Last week we were sitting in financial literacy and i was doing crosswords on my ipad bc we were getting instruction and multitasking helps me focus and SHE LEANED HER ENTIRE BODY AROUND ME TO LOOK AT MY SCREEN and it sent me into sensory overload in the middle of class and i had to put my headphones on and put my head down and then i was in a bad mood for the rest of the day,, she also sprawls her stuff out kind of everywhere and this one doesnt bother me as much because she usually stays to her half of the table but sometimes she really pushes it and sometimes she bumps me with her elbow,, also her main way of getting my attention is tapping my arm instead of anything verbal and i don't like spontaneous uninvited touch like that and it's partially my fault for not telling her but i just don't like that her default is tapping my arm. Also there have been times in class where i've been stimming (my stims tend to make moderate amounts of noise if im not careful bc i do a lot of tapping and leg bouncing) and she (who has ADHD) will turn to me and tell me to stop then start chewing gum loud enough to set off a decibel meter and I'M not gonna be the asshole that tells her to stop doing HER stims so i let it slide

ITS NOT JUST SOCIAL ISSUES EITHER, she also has to ask for help on every single assignment we do in both classes we have together. It doesn't matter how easy the questions are on a worksheet, she asks me what I put on OPINION questions. At the start of the year she got me to make her spreadsheets for every financial literacy homework assignment we had even if we were supposed to be doing the math by hand (i let it slide because she's dyslexic) and i had to figure out how to help her without literally just giving her the answers. And when it comes to math class I'm willing to help because I do really like math, but when it takes 5 minutes to explain how to write a 2-sided inequality to an 18 year old it starts to get a little annoying. I walk everything out for her step-by-step but even then she doesn't seem to ever absorb anything I'm telling her? It seems like she just wants the answer and to move on instead of actually learning which is frustrating as someone who has always genuinely loved learning.

Idk i have complicated feelings about F and always have,, our moms are friends and she really seems to want to be my friend but i just don't like being around her that much and our personalities don't mesh very well

[edsbrak]

some Stozier hcs

bout to do some writing but wanted to warm up so here, my first round of Stozier hcs feat. dumb boys being dumb >:D (feel free to always send me stuff omg pls, im lonely) and I have to thank @stonedzier for legit getting me into this pairing I am in love

★ so, okay, it’s senior year for the losers club right

★ and it’s nearing prom time, and almost everyone is the group seems to be going with someone (bill and eddie; bev and ben; mike and a lovely boy named steven)

★ and basically everyone in the group KNOWS rich and stan wanna go with each other, it’s so fuckin obvious like?? smh

★  but these boys are stubborn, alright? richie hates talking about feelings, even more so with romantic ones (he’s scared of rejection okay?)

★  and it’s unexpected, but stan also closes up when it comes to admitting who he likes (he had a rough time coming out to his family as it was) and also is 98% sure richie could never like him back and that boy is such a damn flirt?? 

★ so cue stan fuming off to the side whenever they’re all together and richie starts going off about some hot babe he wants to plow (spoiler: there is no hot babe, not unless u count stan)

★ the rest of the losers are sick of being stuck between this weird sexually fuelled tension and just wish they’d both get their heads outta their asses but also dont want to pressure them into admitting it (its a tough life for them)

★ “so what, you wanna lose your virginity at prom? how cliche” snaps stan when richie wont shut up about the hotness of his supposed ‘date’

★ “please staniel, i lost that ages ago” says richie (no he didnt)

★ “whatever, trashmouth. id be forever surprised if she even agrees to it, considering your dick has been ‘all around the school’”

★ “fuck dude youre just jealous” richie grunts and looks away

★ and stan just?? breaks?? cause “yeah, you moron, youre right. I am jealous, congratulations. so fuck you and your date, i hope you two have a magical night” and he just storms away, hot tears prickling his eyes and mouth turning down with each step

★ and richies just watching him go, eyes impossibly wide behind his glasses, and the rest of the losers are just like “well shit”

★ richie cant bring himself to move, watching hopelessly as stan finally disappears, and theres an eerily silence that follows

★ eventually he turns to see all of his friends looking at him expectantly like “well, what are you gonna do?” and richie has no goddamn idea, still too shocked to believe that actually happened

★ days later, its finally prom

★ stan decided hes not going, and he hasnt spoken to richie since his confession at the barrens

★ it hurts too much to think about, but he cant help it when images of richie dancing with some bimbo babe flash in his mind, and stan turns over in bed and groans irritably at himself, trying desperately to ignore the weight of dread lodged in his stomach

★ and then theres a pebble thrown at his window

★ he almost ignores it, figuring its one of the losers trying to get him to come outside. but the pebbles dont stop and stan doesnt want the window to be damaged so he gets up to yell at whoever is there

★ of fucking course its richie

★ “what are you doing here trashmouth? want me to embarrass myself even more in front of you? i dont have time for this--”

★ “stan, please,” richie says, and gives him a small smile “can you come outside? it wont take long”

★ stan stares long and hard, before closing the window and pacing around his room. he closes his eyes and figures, nothing else he could do could make things worse, so he makes his way down the stairs and cautiously opens the front door

★ his friends are all there, and stan looks aroud in suprise

★ eddie and bev release several party poppers, covering stan and his front porch (stan wants to clean it up immediately)

★ ben is holding up a boombox and playing some cheesy shit stan doesnt recognise

★ and then richie appears from around the corner and looks incredibly nervous, and stan didnt even notice before that hes wearing a very stylish blue suit - almost like the one he wore to stans bar mitzvah 

★ “richie...?” stan almost whispers

★ “h-hey...” richie clears his throat and pulls anxiously at his bow tie. he looks unbelievably gorgeous. “um... this is... me trying to win you over”

★ and then stan sees bill and mike hoist up a banner that has the words ‘wanna fuck shit up with me?’ written in red

★ “...what?” stan asks, confused

★ “richie see i knew that was dumb” says eddie as he gestures to the banner

★ “ugh, just,” richie sighs, shaking his head before laughing “basically, stanley uris... will you go to prom with me?”

★ and stan feels his insides turn hot and nerves creep along his skin. was this actually happening? surely not

★ he must have freaked out for ages because richies face has gone pale as he bites his lip in wait

★ “oh my god...” stan finally breathes “i am the hot babe”

★  and theres a pause, everyone blinking at each other, until richie starts to laugh hysterically and then everyone is definitely going “????”

★ “god, yes,” richie exhales, looking so fucking happy “youve always been my babe, babe”

★ and stan flushes so hard at how casual richie is acting, but doesnt want it to stop, ever?? and then richie is stepping closer and they both reach for each other and hold on so tightly and stans heart is beating so fast oh my god

★ richie kisses lightly along stans neck and whispers “its always been you”

★ and stan wants to cry, holy shit

★ richie turns back to their friends as says “thanks for your help guys, i got it from here”

★ and the losers all grin and roll their eyes and say theyll see them tonight at prom

★ and then richie turns back to look at stan, and stan cant look away as his fingers grip even tighter on richies shoulders

★ “you never answered me,” richie says cheekily

★ “huh?” stan is still recovering

★ “you wanna fuck shit up with me, forever?” richie asks

★ and stan needs a moment to catch up, and then hes giggling and rubbing at his eyes, and he feels richie step even closer

★ “yes, i wanna fuck shit up with you” stan says, and richie beams “as long as we do it safely. i mean, id be happy to write out a list of things we could do that dont have too many risks, like, im not gonna steal for you or involve any authority figures because--”

★ and richie cuts him off swiftly with a kiss, and stan completely forgets what he was saying

★ “oh,” richie grins “this is gonna be fun”

★ they end up hacking the music at prom to play dirty as fuck songs and richie somehow releases a hoard of pigs onto the dance floor and its total chaos 

★ and stan has never been more in love

[cherrycherrystudying]

2017: A year in review

I've been thinking a lot on how-to write this.

To be honest, I would find it difficult to summarise this year. It feels like this year was so intense, and at the same time, like nothing at all. I remember last year's new year as if it was last week.

Time is a very odd concept, is it not?

January: the beginning of the red shirt revolution, a new year's sleepover with family and chaos and movies and jelly. The beginning of of my beloved art exam pieces, based on The Infernal Devices - I hated the work while I was doing them, of course. I should have probably focused on my gcse's and studying, but we are not here to regret.

February: the month I casually dragged my mother into the world that is Arrow.

When it really felt like I should have started studying properly. I was taking all the study sessions I could during the holidays, and I was taking a break from my extra curricular because it was causing me to stress.

March: by now I'm spending every week in ICT and geography, trying to catch up on work that I so blatantly ignored. It was always easy to just mess around in those lessons, to do whatever I wanted. This is also the month I was born in, and I especially love my birthday. I love getting presents and I love having get togethers and feeling like I'm the special one for once. I, for the first time, had can mercy which excited be beyond anything, of course. And my party was Spanish themedand all yellows and reds in colour. We had a sleepover that week too, we finally hit the gym and stuff. Art was already beginning to catch up with me, my pace has always been very slow and it's not a good way to work.

I also began at the end of the month to study with my cousin.

We never really got much done together.

April: This was the month I finally decided that I wanted to get my shit together. I organised my Bullet Journal, I went out for fresh air a lot, and I had more study classes outside of lesson. This was also the month I allowed myself to indulge in music, into the world that is BTS, courtesy of my friend. She knew exactly what she had done. I spent my time learning about them instead of learning about the things I really needed to learn, which was not a good decision on my part. However, when there in beauty just waiting to be discovered, it interests me much more than boring studying.

April is also the last month in which I am able to go out and do all sorts of things like going to parks and restaurants and birthday parties with my family. After this month I become housebound in an attempt to study harder.

Towards the end of this month, I am pulling more and more late nights, trying to complete all my exam work for my art course. I was slowly being driven mad by all of this.

May: I was starting to feel violent and restless. My gcse's were quickly approaching and everyone could not understand how I didn't seem to care about them at all. I was spending ,such more time in my I want shit to be over with jumper than I was in regular clothes. My obsession with BTS was getting bigger and exams were getting closer, and couldn't help but turn away from studying and more to procrastination.

When my exams finally started, it didn't really feel like I was existing anymore. I didn't want to do anything, I just turned up to my classes and my exams, waiting for them to finally be over.

As the ending came around, finally, it was the holidays, but these feelings of emptiness were only getting bigger.

June: the second half of the rest of my exams. We were also in the process of mentally preparing for departure from secondary school, only to have to turn up the next day for our last few exams. I didn't want secondary school to finish. That really threw me off. Once my exams were over, I had nothing to occupy my time the way school did. It was very odd, and I spent a lot of time binging and wasting away in my bedroom. I even was going o go so far as to pretend that I forgot about prom, only to go anyway and turn up fashionably an hour and a half late. I want to say it was an experience that I could not have missed, but unfortunately, I was bored to death.

July: I'm spending more time with my family, and I went back to my extra curricular. There's a wedding that we are spending time preparing for, which takes up time and brings more people together. I enjoyed July. I felt like I was really here. I also finally picked up my hobby of drawing, but only few doodles here and there.

August: Again, because all my family are also out for the summer, I spent more time with them. We took a trip to Scotland, and I loved it. It was like escaping everything, which is what I so desperately wanted. Lots of things happen, I have relatives that visit, we search for wedding venues, I eat tasty food. But results day is getting closer, and it speeds up times. Everyone gets restless, and there is one who worries so much that they called the night before to see if I was on the list of excelling students. I made a playlist for the day, a mash up of me feeling sad and me feeling happy. I was not particularly ready for how I would feel.

I get my results.

They are what I expect.

I still feel awful when I get home.

My mother makes us go to Wales. I didn't want to go. I didn't want to do anything. We still went. I spent time on the beach, with music and a pot in the rocks

It doesnt feel like people shpuld be proud of me, but they all congratulate me anyway.

I enroll for college with ease.

September: It is the beginning of change, as I had spent 5 years in secondary school, only for it to end and for me to go to college. I don't actually know what I expected, but it was better than what I thought It would be.

It feels good to be around right now. I make small documents of things I do, I enjoy doing it. I kept on top of my work, I told myself I was going to be the perfect student. I wanted to do well this time.

October: I'm still having fun dressing up for college. You can see by the collection of photos of my outfits in my gallery. The wedding datrs aree getting close and closer, and we finally have outfits. I'm trying to keep up with all the work I'm given, but I've never tried to keep up with my work. I spent more time planning a dance.

I also got an exchange partner.

November: Finally, the month of the wedding. It's hectic, and filled with lots of planning and executing the plans and parties and bridal showers and sleepovers and late nights and travelling, all for it to amount to a total if three days which were over in the blink of an eye. I went all the way to London twice, and I had award ceremonies for my results at GCSE.

December: and now here, the last month of the year, where I tell myself I will put all my effort in, only to Los E the whole month to my chronic procrastination. I now have an abundance of jumpers due to constant shopping, and Christmas was an entertaining dinner to say the least. My body I tired, and I'm glad this was over so quickly, but at the same time I wish it had all lasted longer.

Everything seemed to have gone by so quickly, and yet I had weeks where I would do ABSOLUTELY nothing. It was very confusing and sad to say the least.

So yes. That was 2017, a very detailed summary.

I hope 2018 is much brighter for me and my future.

💛 - Nemothechocolatebrownie

[eurekq]

*shakes you* tell me about your ocs. idk anything about them so maybe the most nd least developed ones?

OKAY SO my fave is james (full name james aleksander piszczek) because hes nice but he FUCKING SUCKS. the story hes in revolves around ghosts so hes already dead at the beginning (age 18, died in a dubious car accident on prom night all the other ocs i listed except jessica) so he left his life behind with a LOT of unresolved problems. hes a flute player, a really really good one, and pretty unique since hes left handed and actually owns a left handed flute. his family is super catholic and he got made fun of pretty harshly a lot of in grade school for playing a "girly" instrument, and it kinda messed him up when he tried to come to terms w the fact that hes bi, which led him to overcompensate in high school by dating a lot of younger girls, as most insecure band guys do (he really did like and care for all of them! hes just a shitty boyfriend because he was really cagey about intimacy and was emotionally unavailable). hes still really religious like his parents, although his relationship to the catholic church itself is pretty bad. around the time of his death him and my other oc nathan had a secret relationship going on, which could have ended pretty badly if they hadnt died, since even though james really did like nathan, nathan was way more emotionally involved and thought there was way more commiment involved than james thought there was. also he fucking hates being called jimmy.

the one i have the least on... probably phillipa (full name phillipa carrazco de rosales). shes head cheerleader and part of chamber choir, and one of those people that seems so sweet that you feel like there has to be something else going on there, which there sorta was. she had a couple boyfriends through high school and kinda left them emotionally ruined, but no one wanted to believe she was the problem (shes had a lot of time to think about that one after dying). she and nathan are best friends! they like to use each for dates to dances. phillipa is, from the practice dialouge ive written for her so far, is a pretty fun and deadpan kinda character since shes dead and doesnt have to do the sunshine and smiles thing anymore. she has a little sister named ariette and after phillipa dies her parents cope by smothering the sister in an overbearing protective sort of way. i cant wait to sit down and think up more for her!

if u want i can talk abt nathan next... i have a lot on him. or jake and sidney... theyre a couple so i wanna talk about them together