#he also gets so disrespected by the girls in our friend group

[sandyspaghettibag]

I've grown to have the hugest little crush on my straight boy friend who's all over dating apps trying to get a girlfriend. Keeps getting stood up, keeps getting played by girls who don't respect his ADORABLENESS. And I'd fucking make out with him for hours but he's straight and I'm closeted so that's not really going to work

[bingbongsupremacy]

This might be bad but could you write a Steve Harrington story where he left the reader for nancy after they were secretly dating bc she’s plus sized. Then once he cleans up his act he writes her a letter. I was thinking it could be based on closure by Taylor Swift! Thank you !

Closure

This isn't bad ! I can totally do that. I listened to the song for the first time today so I hope you like this! Also, This is going to be a two part piece. I wanted to give some background context so that's what this first part is about. I'll be working on part 2 soon. I hope you don't mind.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x plus size!reader

Warnings: I'm not a basketball player nor have I ever been a manager. Honestly I've never really been to a basketball game so I'm not sure if this is all super accurate. Pls let me know. Cursing, Use of Y/N, use of the word girl, some self doubt.

Series Summary: You never knew Steve could be so shallow. When he leaves you to date Nancy Wheeler, you're left with a pain you thought he'd never leave cause you. Maybe you should've stayed friends.

*Not Proof Read* Stranger Things Masterlist

Pt. 1 Pt. 2 Pt. 3

*****

Teenage love. Powerful. Fast. Fun. Potent.

The first boy I fell in love with was Steve Harrington. How couldn't I have? His perfect hair. Beautiful eyes. His flirty smile.

Every girl liked Steve at one point or another.

Steve and I grew up together in Hawkins. We never had the same classes together, but boy, I knew of Steve. We finally officially met in high school when I became the manager for the Hawkins High Basketball team.

Freshman Year - 1981

" Alright guys, huddle up. " Coach Ryan shouts to the sweaty boys drilling around the gym. " This is our manager. You will treat them with respect, you hear? I want none of that bullshit that went on last year. You got that Seniors? " Coach Ryan sends a pointed look at the upperclassmen. " If I hear of anyone disrespecting our manager, you'll be running on bleachers for the next month. I'm serious. "

What an introduction.

I shift slightly, a little uncomfortable with the gazes of the boys. I send a small smile to the team, trying to calm myself. " Hey, guys. Let me know if you need anything. " I scan the group in front of me. My eyes land on a familiar face on the back row. His friendly smile sends a wave of butterflies fluttering throughout my body. My eyes linger on him for a few seconds before I force myself to look away.

The last thing I need is for him to realize I like him. How awkward.

The coach makes a few more announcements before he dismisses the boys to the locker rooms.

" I needs you to gather up the balls and take them back to the equipment room. " Coach Ryan nods in the direction of the small closet on the other side of the room.

" Sure thing! Anything else? " I ask, reaching down to pick up one of the stray balls.

" Not that I can think of. I'll be in my office if you need me. " Coach Ryan nods a goodbye before heading towards the boys locker room where his office is located.

I look around the gym. Abandoned basketballs lay scattered around the gym. This is going to take a minute.

I pull the metal ball holder behind me as I begin picking everything up.

" Here ya go. " A voice startles me from behind.

I turn to see Steve holding two basketballs under his arms. He sends me a small smile.

" Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. " He sets the basketballs on the top rack.

I smile back at him. " It's all good. I scare easily. "

Steve jogs over to one of the balls a few feet away from us, swiftly picking it up.

" Oh, you don't need to do that. I've got it. It's my job anyway. "

Steve shakes his head, a looks piece of hair falling in front of his face. " I don't mind. It's kinda fucked up you have to clean up our mess. "

I shrug. " I mean, I signed up to do it. "

Steve nods. " Why did you sign up to be a manager? "

" Honestly, to get out of class. " I feel heat begin to spread over my face at the sound of Steve's laugh. " I hate biology. "

" Whaddya mean? Mr. Jackson's a world-class comedian. You're telling me you don't like his cell jokes? " Steve grins.

I cringe, memories of Mr. Jackson's awkward dad jokes and the silence following filling my mind. " I could do without. "

" You know, I don't think we've actually ever talked before. " Steve points out while heading towards another ball. Instead of returning it to the cart, he dribbles it towards the hoop closest to us. He shoots it into the hoop, the ball making a loud sound as it returns to the ground.

" Well, we've never had a class together. " I shrug, taking the ball from him as he hands it over to me.

" What a shame. "

Does Steve like talking to me?

" I mean, that doesn't mean we can't start now. We're gonna be stuck together for the next few months. "

Steve picks up the last basketball. " True. I gotta go get changed before my mom gets here. It's been nice. See ya tomorrow? " His eyes steadily hold my gaze.

I nod. " For sure. "

Steve's smile widens slightly. " Later, Y/N. "

" Bye Steve. " My throat feels tight from excitement. I can't believe that just happened. Steve knows I exist. He knows I exist! And he actually likes talking to me! This...this is fucking great.

Sophomore Year - 1982

" Hurry the fuck up, Y/N. " Steve groans, his sweaty forehead pressed against his forearm. He lazily leans against the now empty bleachers, his eyes following me as I finish writing down the total of money the team made off of concessions.

" I told you that you didn't have to wait for me. I have shit to finish up here. " I nod towards the clip board in front of me.

" I'd be a shitty friend if I left you here. What if you get...kidnapped or some shit. I'd be first on the suspect list. "

Friend. I'm only his friend. Gosh, I need to get over this stupid crush. I mean, it's been over a year since we met and he hasn't said anything about liking me. Why would he like me now? He's into girls like Chrissy. Why else would he flirt with girls like her and not with me? If he liked me he'd tell me. Right?

I roll my eyes, trying to shake off my thoughts and focus of the impatient boy in front of me. " Great to see you care about me so much. Definitely isn't because of your reputation. "

Steve lets out a small laugh. " You know I'm fucking with you, right? "

" I know. Look, I'm almost done. Grab your duffle from the locker, will you? By the time you get back I'll have everything finished. Plus it'll give me a break from your whiny ass. " I joke.

" Ouch. And here I thought you loved me. " Steve holds a hand up to his heart, humor clearly in his tone.

For a moment my heart begins to race. Love. He knows? He doesn't know. Shut the fuck up and be normal. He's a friend. Just a friend.

" What made you believe that? Tommy's obviously my number 1. "

I'm not the biggest fan of Tommy. He's hot a cold. Somedays he's decent, other days he's a complete shit head. He's changed a lot since middle school.

For a moment something flashes over Steve's expression. Surprise maybe? Annoyance? As quickly as it comes it's gone. His playful expression returns. " I'll be sure to let him know that. "

" Don't you fucking dare! " My head snaps towards him. " I'll kill you, Harrington. I'm not even joking. He'll never let me live that shit down, even if it's a lie. And Carol will beat the shit out of me. "

Steve raises an eyebrow in amusement. He leans back against the bleachers, crossing his arms. " Don't worry, I'll sell tickets for the show. I'll even cheer you on. "

I roll my eyes. " Of course you would. "

" I'm gonna go grab my stuff before the janitors lock the locker rooms up for the night. " Steve laughs, pushing himself up. " Hurry the fuck up before I leave you here. "

" You wouldn't dare. "

" Watch me. " With that, he strolls towards the direction of the locker rooms. His strides ooze with confidence, a kind only Steve can emit.

Steve truly is one of a kind.

Junior Year - 1983

" Are you going to prom? " Steve asks out of the blue. He doesn't bother looking up from his text book.

I swallow harshly, heat climbing up my cheeks. I hate when people ask me this. " Nah. Prom's overrated. "

Steve's eyebrow quirks up. " So you're a dance hater? "

I shrug. " I just don't see what the big deal is. Blowing a ton of cash for one night? I'd rather buy new records. " I debate whether or not to tell him the next part. " Plus no one's asked me. " They never do. Why would they when they could ask someone like Carol or Chrissy?

Steve finally looks up at me, his gaze finally meeting mine. Shock is evident in his expression. " Really? You haven't been asked? "

I shake my head, heat crawling up my face again. " Why would I? In case you haven't noticed, I don't really have a ton of guy friends. And my friend pool isn't the largest. "

Steve sends me a sympathetic smile.

Instead of comforting me, it annoys me. He doesn't understand. He's had girls asking him out and asking him to dances from the moment he was allowed to go to dances.

" Anyone would be lucky to take you. You're a great person, Y/N. "

I roll my eyes, laughing slightly. " Yeah. Lucky. "

Steve's eyebrows furrow. " Why are you laughing? I'm serious. You're like the coolest person I know. "

" Then you have a very unique perspective of the word cool. " I glance up at the clock on the wall behind him. " Shit, I told my mom I'd run to the store and pick up some potatoes for dinner. I'm gonna be late. I gotta go. " I rush to gather my notebooks off of the library table.

" Do you want me to take you? " Steve asks, getting up after me.

I shake my head. " It's fine. It's just down the street. You keep studying. Lord knows you need to. Gotta pass that calc test in Jones' class tomorrow. " Truthfully, I just want to get out of this conversation and I'm worried that if Steve gives me a ride it'll just reignite the topic.

" Are you sure? I really don't mind taking you. I can always study at home. "

" I'm fine Steve. Plus, if you try to 'Study' at home, you're not going to get anything done. I know you. "

Steve rolls his eyes. " I love your confidence in me. With your reassuring words I can do anything. "

I let out a small laugh. " Shut up. "

Steve grins.

Fuck he's perfect.

I need to get out of here.

" I'll see ya later Steve. " I wave at him, pulling my bookbag over my shoulder.

" Later, Y/N. Walk safe. Call me in an hour or two so I know you weren't kidnapped or forced to join a circus. " Steve's joking but a part of his expression seems serious. Like he's actually worried about me.

I let out a sigh. " I'll be fine but I'll call you. "

I wish I was the type of person boys would ask out. The type that don't have to do anything for people to crush on them.

But I'm not.

++++++

" Y/N, Steve's here! " My mothers voice calls up to me.

What? Why's Steve here?

Confused, I head downstairs. As soon as I reach the bottom my eyes widen. Steve's still in the doorway, a small box in his hands. His hair is styled perfectly, like always. He's dressed in a fancy suit, something I've only seen him do for fall sport award nights or very special occasions.

" What the...? " I finally get to the bottom of the stairs. " Steve? What's going on? "

" You're going to Prom with me. " Steve holds out the box, his comment more of a statement then a question.

" I don't have an outfit! " I protest, confusion still fogging my mind.

" Just put on whatever you have. Come on, Y/N. It's prom. You need to experience it at least once. Why not with me? "

I feel my stomach begin to churn. Steve's taking me to prom? What fucking dream have I been blessed with?

I chew on my bottom lip. " I'll be back. " I turn to run back up the stairs.

I can't believe I'm going to prom with Steve.

I do my best to get dressed quickly. I manage to find a semi appropriate outfit for the dance and we head out.

" Dinner first. The dance is at 9. " Steve pulls into a familiar diner. It's the diner the whole team eats at after winning a game.

" Oh, you forgot to put on your corsage. " Steve opens the small box, gently taking out a beautiful corsage.

" Oh Steve, you really didn't have to do that. " I stare down at the beautiful flowers. " This is too much. "

Steve shakes his head. " I want you to have a prom to remember. You deserve it. "

I send him a smile. " Thank you. You...you're really the best. "

His smile widens, sending butterflies through my body. He gently puts the corsage onto my wrist. His fingers are cool. They leave tingly sensations on the skin he touches.

For a moment it's silent. I try to find a way to calm my nerves.

He's your friend. Just a friend.

" Actually, Y/N. I also wanted to talk to you about something. " Steve breaks the comfortable silence.

" Yeah? Go for it. " I take a sip of my water, my eyes staying on him.

For the first time he looks nervous. Like he has so much to say but he doesn't know how to.

" Are you okay? " I ask, slightly concerned. He's always so confident. He knows who he is and he's proud of it. It's something I've always admired.

Steve nods, pulling his eyes away from his water cup. " I'm just going to say it. Fuck. " He runs a hand through his hair.

My heart begins to pound faster. What's going on?

" Fuck, I hope this doesn't make things weird. That's the last thing I want. Look, I really like having you as a friend... " He starts.

What the fuck is he going to say? Now I'm nervous. Does he have another girlfriend? Someone who doesn't like him being friends with me?

"-But...fuck, look I like you. " He blurts out, a small blush crawling up his cheeks. " I've liked you for years and I really want to be more than friends. And...I don't know if this makes it weird. If you don't like me, I completely understand. We can just pretend this shit didn't happen and go to prom and never talk about it again. I really don't want to make you uncomfortable-" Steve rambles.

" Steve. " I try to interrupt.

" It's just been something I've struggled with for years and fuck, I don't want to keep it from you. Not when we could potentially be something more. I mean - "

" Steve. " I try a little more forcefully.

Steve's clearly stuck in his head because he doesn't seem to hear me.

"-I just don't want to have any regrets. Especially about you-"

" Fucking hell. Steve Harrington, I need you to shut the fuck up for a second. " I say louder, attracting the attention from an older couple nearby. " Sorry. "

Steve looks at me with wide eyes, clearly not expecting my reaction.

" Let me talk. Please. " I look into his eyes, excitement bubbling in my chest. " I like you to. Fuck, I never thought this would happen. "

Steve breaks into a wide grin. His shoulders relax and he seems less tense. " You do? "

I laugh slightly. " I mean, yeah. You're funny, you're talented, you're nice. You're the whole package. Steve, you're one of the kindest people I know. It's hard not to like you. "

" Oh my...thank god. I was so nervous you weren't going to feel the same. " Steve leans back into the booth seat he's in across from me.

" Me too. "

Today really has to be a dream.

" So...do you want to be my partner? " Steve asks, his gaze holding mine.

I smile. " I'd love to. "

Senior Year - 1984

" I'll see you after class? " Steve grins at me. He pushes away from the lockers he was leaning on.

" Of course. I'll meet you at your car. "

I watch as Steve walks away. He's immediately swallowed up by the crowd.

Thing's have been pretty good. Ever since we started going steady, things have been really nice. Of course, some people in the school don't really approve. It's hard to ignore sometimes but we try. Not everyone agrees that Steve should date someone like me.

It hurts.

But what's important is that we're still together. Despite the shit people say, we're trying.

Sometimes I can see it gets to Steve. He's lost a bit of respect. It's so fucking stupid. I don't understand why people think it's so important for him to date a certain type of person.

Sometimes I feel guilty for us dating. Sometimes his teammates can be dicks. They don't see what he sees in me.

It doesn't matter. As long as we're both happy, that's what's important.

++++++

" Look, we need to talk. "

Those are the first words I hear when I get into Steve's car. His jaw is tight. He avoids looking at me.

" Oh, yeah. What's up? " I ask, confused about what's going on. " Are you alright? You look tense. Did something happen in fifth period? "

" We need to break up. " Steve blurts out. He still avoids my gaze.

My eyes widen. " What? What's going on? Steve, look at me? "

" I'm done, Y/N. I need out of this relationship. "

What the fuck happened? We were fine literally an hour ago. What the fuck is going on?

" Why? Steve, what the fuck are you talking about? "

I feel my heart begin to break at his words.

Steve shakes his head. " I just-look, you're a nice girl, Y/N. But...I can't date you anymore. " His voice waivers slightly.

" Steve, what did I do? " My voice crackles. I feel tears prick at the back of my eyes. " What the fuck happened? "

" We don't look good together, Y/N. "

His excuse is fucking stupid.

" Since when have you cared about what other people think? Why now? "

Steve swallows harshly. " It's different now...I...you...we can't do this. You hear what they say about us, Y/N, don't you? What they say about you? "

Anger begins to bubble inside of me. This is what it's about. " It's me. You're embarrassed of me. " I'm silent for a second, trying not to let the tears come out. " Fuck you, Steve. "

Finally Steve looks up at me, hurt flashing over his face.

" You're an asshole, you know that? Since when have you given a fuck about someone elses' opinion? You're really doing this because of what other people have said? You're just like fucking Tommy, you know that? Like all of the other shallow assholes going to our school. " I open my door. " I hope you're happy. You'll finally get your spot as King of Hawkins back. I wish I'd never met you, Steve. "

" Y/N-" Steve begins, his arm reaching towards me. " I'm sorry- "

" Fuck you. " I slam his door, rushing away from his car. I hear a snicker as I walk past a few of the cars. Tommy and Carol whisper to each other, their harsh gazes glaring holes into my frame.

Steve's always had a bit of a reputation for being a dick to certain people. He's had a bit of a bullying streak. I thought that shit was over. I thought he'd grown out of it, I mean he was never mean to me.

I was wrong.

+++++++

Two days later he started dating Nancy Wheeler and I quit being a manager for the basketball team.

Fuck you Steve Harrington.

[delicatenerdbluebird]

My Random Takes on The Secret History (contains spoilers)

The biggest tragedy that comes with being Richard Papen coded is you need a group like Julian's Greek class to feel normal about yourself because the rest of the world makes you feel like a misfit.

That Richard and Camilla scene where she reveals being physically abused by Charles... I feel that scene is a strong criticism of abusive households. Like Richard was used to seeing his mother getting beaten by his father and sometimes he was also a victim of his violence. And in 'that' scene, he fantasizes about doing the same to Camilla and worse. This shows it's a never-ending cycle no matter how you see it. The kids are gonna end up developing fucked up fantasies if their exposure to fucked up things is constant.

I strongly believe Henry was gonna make Richard the scapegoat had something gone sideways. And honestly, it makes perfect sense. Richard insisted on joining their class. He was an outsider. Henry could have easily made up something like Richard was envious of their group, he was jealous of his and Bunny's closeness and so he ended up killing him, something along those lines that Richard wanted to be accepted and we would not accept him instantly, naturally because of our prior history. Knowing how Henry was good with words, he could have made Richard an obsessive, disturbed freak to the FBI for all we know. Remember how Henry saved him from getting frozen to death? This incident can be perfectly used to portray him as a mentally disturbed person who would rather freeze to death than go back to his home to a normal eye.

Now Julian. Oh, Julian I knew was the red flag the moment it was mentioned he does not accept students who have different ideas than his. But to think that fucker would turn out to be the biggest crankiest bitch?!! I mean I am soo mad he was the one who fed those Dionysiac ideas to them and in the end, he just ran away?! I was baffled by how he treated Henry during that confession scene he did not even listen to him completely... Henry does not stutter HE WAS STUTTERING and Julian shoved the letter back to him... I mean the disrespect! This scene (for me at least) was a reality check that no matter how loving, cool, caring, and impactful you might think your teacher is, at the end of the day, they are gonna be a teacher and you are gonna be just a student. It destroyed my heart when Henry said he loved Julian more than his own father 😭 The worst thing you can do is take advantage of the vulnerabilities of someone who not only respects you but also loves you dearly. This mf can move mountains and I would still hate his old rat ass!

Charles and Camilla Idek what to make of them. Charles turned from a pitiable character to an entirely disgusting one for me. I accept Francis' theory that he wouldn't have made that much fuss about his interrogating situation if Camilla and Henry weren't a thing. Remember when Camilla and Henry had some secret code and he got mad why he didn't know about it? I do think camilla and henry were always a thing before it became apparent to everyone. Besides the book is from Richard's perspective, and he does seem oblivious at times.

I am not aware of the popular takes in the fandom so I don't know if this is gonna be a hot take or not but Camilla gave pick-me-girl vibes. She did not have any girl friends and looked down upon Judy (I am not asking them to be besties exactly but a little respect won't have killed) Judy only developed a weird impression about them during that party scene when Camilla dropped her drink onto her and did not apologize (or was it the opposite? i dont remember exactly but the point is Judy is not the type to judge others for no reason...she judged them after that party) Camilla's attitude could be attributed to the fact that Charles was controlling but idk

The Secret History reminded me of The Hollow Men by T.S. Eliot (some of the verses below):

We are the hollow men

    We are the stuffed men

    Leaning together

    Headpiece filled with straw. Alas!

    Our dried voices, when

    We whisper together

    Are quiet and meaningless

    As wind in dry grass

    Or rats' feet over broken glass

    In our dry cellar

   

    Shape without form, shade without colour,

    Paralysed force, gesture without motion;

So basically I am yapping here because my friend hasn't finished tsh yet and I just needed to let it all out 😩

Not to mention I absolutely love my expensive gossip boy Francis 🥺 ☕

(Thank u for reading it this far!!)

[deadpool15]

Girl please

I'm walking around trying to gather all my shit. I can't ever find shit in this bitch. "Baby, if you can't come that absolutely fine. I just thought since you were in Korea, well, you know.." I turn around and stare at the phone. "Kirsten Dogen, you sit there and pass off a fake ass undertone with me again, and you are not getting those snacks you like when I pull up. Don't throw shade at me, young lady." I hear a bunch of laughs coming from the phone which I can't really identify, I guess those are the other girls she is doing the photoshoot with. Serves her right. I don't take the back talk. "Baby, really legal government names, that's how we gonna play it." She says with a pout on that God forsaken beautiful fucking face. But I realize to back down. "And did, what's your point."

"Also, your fav boots are in our closet, in my side, sweetie," When I heard those words, I turned around, and I almost got whiplash. "Why would MY boots be on your side, huh?" She stares at me sheepishly before trying to make it seem like someone is calling her, and quickly saying she had to go. I sit there in disbelief, "I know she did not just hang up on me. And proceeded to not answer my question at that. Girl literally just cut me off like I wasn't talking." After a while of absolute bullshit I finally decided to finish getting ready. It was pretty hot in Korea, so I went for some shorts and a crop. With my favorite boots, of course. I then decided to call up Yeonjun. Me and that man had been friends ever since his family decided to randomly pull up to California for a couple of years. I showed him around, and his mom used to joke about us being together. Then he came back to Korea and our parents thought it would be a good idea to send each other letters.

Our friendship has lasted for what felt like a lifetime, and I love that dude. Through Kirsten couldn't stand him. I felt like she had just never taken the time to give him a chance. Sure, Yeonjun was flirty sometimes, but that's just him as a person, and he knew when to back off. I would never hurt my wife, and sometimes, I felt like she didn't trust me. I mean, Yeonjun was literally my right hand at our wedding. Out there standing next to me prepared me for my life, cheering the loudest when we officially got married. It even got to the point where she shit talked him once and got angry at me. Like true enough, I love my wife, and I love my bestie, so I wanted them to get along. Hopefully, today works out. I had been signed to Hybe labels as an official choreographer, mainly working with newjeans because those are my girls, but I had worked with other groups as well. The public was quite familiar with me and our friendship, so it was never any dating rumors. Sure, people wanted us together, but that's their issue. I'm happily married.

Yeonjun had pulled up in his van. Opened the door before I hit him in the head. "Why are you always so aggressive all the time? There was literally no need for that hit, Cece." I just push him in the van before grabbing his face. Every time I go to America, I leave for a while. I had to take some other jobs that were literally amazing. Though when I come back, I always make it a habit of checking Yeonjun. Companies are known to starve their idols with fucked up so called diets and I refused to allow it to happen to my bestie. I mean, I almost beat a staff ass for suggesting my litter hyein needed to lose a couple of pounds. "You look good, just doing my family checks." He smiled at me, "I'm glad you care about my health so much, sis." We sat there in the car just catching up on all the shig we have missed in life. Before I told him we would be going to see Kirsten, he just smiled and said, "That's cool." Weridly enough he never had a issue with her, and never tried to say anything back when she insulted him stating she is your wife and you my little sister, I understand why she is jealous but I wouldn't disrespect you other half. My brother is just too amazing. Sometimes, I feel like he read that shit from a magazine.

We pulled up the building, seeing workers running around and losing their minds, trying to make sure everything was perfect. As I walked inside, I heard a scream typical, it what I get for being koreas number it boy with me. Yeonjun just smiles and embraces all the attention. He has also been a suckered for the spotlight. While he is doing that, I tell him I'll go in the back to find Kirsten. I walk away, thankfully, running into Funky Y and greeting her, of course. She is all smiles and asking me all these questions before I cut the conversation short and ask about Kristen. "She is in the back with makeup." I nod and thank her before making my way back there. Seeing her getting all dolled up dripped down in Calvin Klein for the shoot, "Well, look at you." Hearing my voice, she immediately turns around before jumping up to hug me. "Omg, you're finally here. I thought you were made at me about the boot thing. I just wore them at the beginning of the show, to like reveal us. So it technically wasn't that long." I brush her hair out of her face, taking a goof look at her. "I don't care that you wore them, I care that you hung up on me while we were still talking. Don't think I forgot about that. And there shall be punishments in order, baby." I smirk once I see her scared face before kissing her head, trying not to mess up her makeup.

"Guys, it took me forever to find you. It's like a lot of rooms in here. Hi, Kirsten. You look great. What's the shoot for?" Yeonjun asks while running in her out of breath, I turn and laugh at him before turning back to her and see her face. "It's Calvin Klein, pretty obvious to anyone with a brain." She states with a look of pure annoyance while staring at him. Then whispered in my ear why you had to bring him. I grip her arm as a warning, while yeonjun asks us if we want anything to drink, I tell him I'll have an apple juice before Kirsten says nothing from you. "OK, fucking stop it. I try my very best not to take sides because I care about both of you and want you to equally get along. But this shit ends now," I see her face try to turn into a pout before I squeeze her side, letting her know I'm not dealing with the fake shit. "No more animosity or any of that shit, got it." They both look at each other before Yeonjun randomly hugs us both. "I don't have a problem with you, Kirsten. If anything, I'm glad that my litter sister was able to find you, though I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you feel angry. I look over to her, stating it's her turn, and she sighs, "You didn't really do anything, it's just you two are so close, and I know you don't like her like that. But I told myself that if I hated you, it would be easier. Which is a really hard thing to do since you are so happy and bright. I was insecure, and I took it out of you, but then I realized you two are just like siblings, and I felt stupid and thought it was all in my head."

Yeonjun hugs us closer before saying he will give us a minute while patting Kirsten on the back. "Baby, your thoughts are never stupid, and if you feel so strongly, you come and talk to me. We are a team, and till death, do us part remember." She smiles while hugging me tighter and kissing all over my face. "It's ok, I'll try my best to make it up, Yeonjun, for all the shit I put him through. I know he is a nice guy." I just rock her from side to side while listening. "That's amazing, baby, and don't think I forgot about your punishment from earlier. You are in for it when we get home, baby." I tell her while gripping her ass.

Request by @kirsmyonlyone

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Was I the asshole for kinda cheating on my partner?

This happened 4 years ago

So I (then 17-18, nbl) was dating this guy B (then 18, m), he was my first actual relationship but, to put it lightly, he wasn't that great. He mocked/disrespected my very real religious beliefs to my face, belittled my taste in music, tried to pressure me into sleeping with him even though I told him at the time that I was ace and sex repulsed, he was sexist and would sometimes put his hand over my mouth when I tried to talk about something that was "for the boys" so to speak, even if I was right there.

I started going to school (we were both homeschooled and met through activities) and at this new school I made some friends who introduced me to D (then 21, m) and as I got dragged into this group, D and I started getting closer; we'd see each other daily while B refused to go out and only ever hung out with me if it was at one of our homes so I'd only see him once every 2 weeks or so. When I turned 18, B took me out in our first actual date in 2 years of being together! He took me to see a movie then the mall. On our way back to the bus I asked him if he thought I looked pretty (I was very insecure at this point bc of all the belittling) and he said that I could "lose a few pounds" (I wore medium clothes) and the ensuing "argument" thing led to him basically telling me he could replace me with a hooker...and I said that I was the best he could ever do since he's quite big himself and never does anything with his life. now at this point he knew I liked D, as I was a very honest person, and he seemed fine with it. What he didn't know was that throughout the months D had been just kinda...being affectionate, nothing outright, just a pat on the shoulder, an arm around my shoulder, etc., and I'd lean into it. There were many times I'd end up just...laying my head on his lap at the Tim Hortons next to school, in my mind all of this was completely innocent, as I was very inexperienced with intimacy outside of the intimacy a girl can have with other girl friends, and my guy friends were all very distant and no-touchy, having someone who made me feel grounded, and safe, while I was experiencing all sorts of new things and learning to unlearn a lot of harmful things I believed, was comforting. But now, looking back, I wonder if what I did qualified as cheating, and it didn't help that EVERYONE at my school shipped D and I and were just waiting to see us get together, I felt rather close to him but it never felt romantic (turned out I'm also aro). I eventually ended things w B and 3 days later started dating D BY ACCIDENT (he cornered me in the cafeteria and forced a confession out of me, then after school we had a conversation at Tim Hortons) and I eventually cut ties w B bc HE LITERALLY JUST STOPPED REACHING OUT EVEN THOUGH IT WAS HIM WHO HAD A CRUSH ON ME I WAS DOING ALL THE WORK OF THE RELATIONSHIP anyway, I'm...still coping w my past at times, but was I the asshole? Should I maybe not have been cuddling this guy for months? Also I didn't realize at the start that he was 3 years older than me, I learned later on that we started having feelings for eachother when I was still a minor.

What are these acronyms?

[blueroan-equestrian]

Chosen

Neteyam 21 in first scene and oc is 20

I walked down the trail to the grove of yovo fruit to gather the sweet fruit. It was going to be the Olo'eyktan’s first borns coming of age celebration. Also it would be the day he would be expected to start courting or if the intention of courting if she isn’t already of age too. Quite a few of the girls are quite excited for the chance to be picked. I however could care less as I like many of the other girls have never spoken to him. We were from separate worlds practically. He from the most prominent family of the clan and I, like most was one of the most average of families if not of the undercast. So I didn’t have any interest in fantasizing about him and swooning over nothing. I stayed focused on my task soon to be joined by my best friend and hopefully my mate once we are both of age in the upcoming year. “Twa’vi, you’re late.” I scolded.

He smiled and playfully bumped into me, “only by a little.”

We continued our work and of course Twa’vi was annoyed by the whole clan having to participate in the young prince’s coming of age ceremony. It’s not like we do this large of a celebration for for each individual like him. Normally we would have celebrations in batches.

I simply rolled my eyes, “He gets his own because he’s also picking his mate that will lead with him one day so of course they need a great gathering for him to be able to select his mate.”

“You laugh now but you won’t be laughing when he picks you.”

I let out a laugh, “me? He’s never even laid eyes on me! You can relax. He isn’t even going to consider me. He would have to know that I exist for him to even consider me. I just have to participate in the presentation as neither of us are of age to be able to declare ourselves yet. There’s no need to worry about it really.”

The celebration was well into full swing and all the eligible women within two years younger than the young prince and four years older were required to remain in a certain area for Neteyam to pick from. He was swarmed by girls while I sat in the back simply enjoying the food.

But soon I realized the swarm was coming my way and it was a sign the young prince was heading my way. I scurried onto my feet and waited for him to emerge from the cluster. He stepped out with a soft smile, “might I ask you to come dance with me…miss…?

I take a deep breath and take his out stretched hand, “(y/n), my name is (y/n).”

The crowd begrudgingly dispersed as he pulled me out to the middle area to dance. He pulled me closer and wasn’t shy about allowing his hands to roam my body and I didn’t stop him. Being his mate is considered a great honor and I knew better than to fight his touch. It wasn’t like he was being scandalous just a little free with his touch.

We danced quietly with only his eyes trailing over me until he smiled slyly at me, “tell me beautiful, why haven’t I seen you before?”

“I’m from the lower cast… I keep to myself and gather the fruits and herbs our people require. I’m nobody to you.”

He grabbed ahold of my chin, “Don’t say that. You are going to be my mate and soon my everything.”

If I had been drinking something I would have spat it out, “W-what what?” I stuttered .

This time he raised his voice for all to hear, “ I have chosen a mate! May we be bonded as soon as she is of age!”

The crowd cheered as the reality of the situation sank in and the dread sank in. The party continued and many came to “congratulate” me.

Twa’vi strode up to me in a moment of peace, “What happened to he’s never laid eyes on you and he’s not going to pick you?”

“I was wrong but you are being incredibly disrespectful! He could hear.” I hissed.

“yuey(beautiful)!” Neteyam called from a group on the other side.

“Excuse me. I’m being called upon.” I snarled before stomping off.

…

I was doing my usual chores of gathering herbs when Neteyam came along to join me and took the basket from me. “Might I join you? We could get to know one another.”

“Sure why don’t we start with why you picked me.” I asked handing him my basket.

His tail began to flick side to side and his ears sat back, “oh… well I actually overheard that guy you’re always with tell his friends about you and how you were always there for him but…. You were just a back up… You deserve better. I couldn’t let you be someone’s second. Look at you, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and he thought he could do better?”

“So rather than just picking someone who you know and would more than likely fall in love with you put yourself in a position with a complete stranger?” I asked cocking a single eye brow as I paused for only a moment from doing my work.

He was now blushing deeply, “I… yes? But to be fair, I stand by what I said earlier about how pretty you are. And with time we will get to know each other better and more than likely we’ll come to love each other.”

I nodded, “alright, you answered my question it’s your turn.”

He thought a moment as he readjusted the basket. “Tell me about your family.”

“Ok… my mother is a weaver and she makes the baskets and blankets and clothes. My father is a hunter and is often gone. I am the oldest of three. There’s me and I often gather the vegetation needed for healing, food and even dying the clothes. My brother, Akwey, he’s a hunter like our father. He’s tall and funny. We are close in age. Then there’s our little sister, Lurei, she’s six. She loves to climb and help mom make baskets.”

The basket was now full and I gestured for Neteyam to follow me. We head to a small tent where one of the healers lives, “I have brought you your preserves.” I hummed pulling her requested herbs. Then gestured for Neteyam to follow me to my next stop and we continued this throughout our day.

Neteyam kept this little smile on his face throughout the day and he would give me softest looks. I tried to ignore them and stay on task but when my stomach rumbled I knew it was time to let myself take a break. “Let’s grab something to eat and then we’ll go get started on tomorrow’s gatherings.” I hummed gently taking his hand and taking him to my family home where my mother was working on her loom.

She stood up immediately as she spotted Neteyam, giving him a formal greeting.

“Ma’am, it’s nice to meet you.” He smiled and gestures back to her.

“I’m going to make us lunch, ok mom?” I said as I pulled Neteyam behind me and into our little dwelling. I put together some portage and put it into two bowls and handed one to him.

“Thank you. You seem to know our people well. I think I picked well.” He cooed tucking a piece of hair behind my ear.

I bit at my lip awkwardly, “Well… you should know I will only be turning 20 in 2 weeks so you will have to wait a little over a year.”

“I know, I asked around. It’ll give me time to plan your coming of age and our union celebration. I do have a little something. I hope it’s alright.” His once confident demeanor flickered for only a moment.

“Of course it is. I am to be your mate… it will be good to get to know one another.”

…

After dinner on my 20th, Neteyam had us fly out to this remote area that we could see the stars. The place itself was as beautiful as the stars too. “My father told me about this place… apparently it is the place he and mom would go on their date nights.”

Still enraptured by the beauty I hummed, “that was kind of him to share their spot.”

He smiled, “yeah it was, come let us bask in her beauty.”

…

(you can skip its mostly an excuse to cut Twa’vi out)

It’s two weeks until my 21st birthday and Twa’vi has basically disappeared from my life. Neteyam had been right and that hurt. But Neteyam was everything a girl could ever dream of. He often brought me little gifts he found on his walks, duties or hunts. He is always showering me with affection. I have never been so happy. But Twa’vi came crawling back, “(y/n) …. I miss you. I was thinking about us and…”

“Stop,” I cut him off, “there is no us. There never was! It’s just me and Neteyam. And you know what! I don’t like how you are disrespecting him. I’m betrothed to him and you are here acting like you can steal me from him. I’m going to be his wife and I will bear his children. Now if you would excuse me, I have chores to do.”

…

Neteyam was the one to me wake up on my 21’s birthday. He softly cooed, “Good morning, Yawne. Time to get up, I have prepared you and your family breakfast. I have the whole day planned.”

I yawned as I sat up, “you’re sweet. But you didn’t have to go through all that trouble. Thank you.” I smiled and leaned in to give him a kiss.

“Of course I did yawne, it’s your coming of age and our big day.” He hummed kissing me one last time.

I followed him outside and sat down in front of our little house with everyone else.

Neteyam had already prepared a plate for me.

After Neteyam took me to pray with his grandmother to Eywa. She blessed our upcoming union and he brought me to eat lunch with his family. I felt such warmth. Then he had to leave me to let his mother and sister to prepare me for the celebration tonight. They fixed my hair and adorned it with flowers. Dressed me and covered me in oil that smelled of something soothing.they then escorted me to be presented to the people. The festivities were similar to Neteyam’s coming of age, songs filled the air, the people danced and the food was shared by all. Neteyam joined me in front of the people to be introduced as one.

… at the tree of voices

Neteyam ran his hands down my arms and stepped closer leaning in to plant wet kisses along the column of my neck. We both stripped and he scooped me up smiling up at me as if I was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.

(Clearly added some thing’s after the vote to fit the story)

His touch was soft and delicate as if he thought I was as soft as a flower. His lips ghosted over my own before licking up my jaw, “You looked so beautiful today. Your skin is so soft. I know that I chose you but I hope that you have come to choose me too.”

I bit his lip, “you’re so soft.”

He chuckled and lowered me enough to brush his hardening cock between my lower lips. “I don’t think I would call this soft.”

I give a breathy moan, “please give it too me.”

He lays us down on the soft ground, and initiates us to join our queues. He gave open mouth kisses down my body till he reached my most intimate places and dove in. I gasped loudly and tugged desperately at his hair. His tongue swirled around as his lips sucked at my sensitive skin, until I came onto his tongue. He smiled happily up at me as he crawled up at me, “Well that was a treat… can I?” He brushed his cock against my slit.

I bucked my hips moaning, “Yes! Please, yes!”

He pushed deep inside of me, groaning deeply before he began to snap his hips into me. I tried to keep up with his pace but I couldn’t as I quickly became so overwhelmed by the stimulation I laid under him limp and a moaning mess. I raked my fingers over his back loosely as I pleaded, “please, please I can’t, please cum. I need you to cum.”

He groaned and released inside of me and collapsed on top of me. His breathing was heavy and deep as I rubbed his back gently. His eyes were soft and his face was angelic, I can’t believe that he picked me.

…

[sugolara]

𝙔𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙏𝙪𝙡𝙞𝙥

ft. yandere! Izuku Midoriya x fem! reader

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Sunshine in your smile

Throughout the lesson, Izuku would shyly often glance at the girl in front of him. He had a hard time paying attention which was obvious to Mr. Aizawa as he had called him out multiple times. Izuku felt embarrassed as everyone eyed him, he felt even more embarrassed when F/n turned around and offered him a small smile.

20 minutes before lunch, Mr. Aizawa cleared his throat, catching the attention of his students. With his usual monotone voice he spoke, "Now we can begin our project that I had talked about last week. Be in a group of five or four and Keep things appropriate. Yes, I'm talking about you Denki."

"Aw man."

"Form your groups and don't be loud." With that Shota rested his head on his desk and the students began to move.

Izuku on the other hand only stared down at his desk. The feeling of rejection loomed over him as his ears listened to the sound of giggling and talking. He wondered, if this would be the time to approach the h/c ha–

"Hey, Izuku Midoriya, right?"

Lifting his head, the green-haired male stared at a h/c haired girl, his heart slightly speeding up. He shyly smiled, "Ah, y-yes?"

The girl smiled and pointed behind her, "You want to join us? I can't guarantee our project will be the best but it's the thought that matters, right? But, it's totally ok if you don't want to join. I get being new is a scary exp–"

"Of course!" Izuku instantly replied but embarrassment once again crept up from replying quickly, "I-I mean, yeah."

Chuckling, F/n waved for the male to follow as she headed towards her friends. Izuku followed closely after as he could feel the glare coming from Katsuki and wanted to avoid any interaction. He also didn't want to be left behind.

"But, that sounds so boring. Everyone is going to think about doing a cafe. Why can't we do something big and fun!? Oh, oh! What about doing research about that one serial criminal that just came out?" Izuku heard Ochaco say as he approached the table.

"Oh, you mean that Tomura Shigaraki guy?" Shoto asked, "I don't know if F/n would like that."

"Like what?" F/n sat down next to Shoto and pulled a chair out for Izuku to sit, "Izuku's joining us, by the way."

The three eyed Izuku which made the male nervous but his nervousness eased as they smiled and waved at him, apart from Shoto who just waved at him. Izuku kept his hands on his lap as he listened to them speak, unsure whether he should chime in.

"Ochaco wants to research about a crime that happened not too long ago." Tenya crossed his arms, "But, I feel like it would be disrespectful to the victims. It's as if we are glorifying his crimes."

"It's not that serious!" Ochaco whined.

"Yeah, I don't know about that." F/n added, "It was a sad situation and many people are still mourning."

Shoto nodded, "True. Besides, I don't think Aizawa would permit us to do that."

Ochaco let out a frustrated sigh before looking at Izuku. With a smile and a small blush, the brown-haired girl pointed at him, "What do you think, Izuku?"

Stammering and face ignited in red from the sudden attraction, he fiddled with his fingers, "W-well, I-I'm not s-sure. I-I me–"

F/n shook her head and placed her hand on his shoulder, "It's ok. You don't have to give your opinion. Like we said, I don't think Aizawa would let us do it anyways."

Shoto and Tenya nodded in agreement while Ochaco eyed F/n for a moment before looking away and smiling as she presented a new idea. As she did so and as the others placed their opinions, Izuku would often glance at the girl next to him.

He wondered if the girl had noticed him jolting when she had touched him. He practically felt like he was on fire.

Izuku heard a loud groaning sigh coming from behind him. He didn't turn around, just listened carefully, "Man, I totally thought we were going to have a cute boy. He's kind of boring and plain to look at. I'm so disappointed."

"Mina, can you pay attention. We're supposed to work on our project."

"Oh, right, sorry, Eijiro!"

"If you think he's boring you should've seen him in middle school. His whole personality is the definition of boring. Fucking loser." A few snickers were then heard.

Soon, class was over and everyone headed to lunch. The group still hadn't found an idea for their project, but thankfully they still had a day to think about. The group sat at their usual table, inviting Izuku as well.

"So, Izuku, what school did you attend before?" Tenya asked the male, "That is if you don't mind me asking."

"Oh no it's fine. I went to Shiketsu my first year, though it only lasted a while." Izuku then scratched his cheeks looking to the side, "I was then home schooled after that, before coming here."

"Why?" Shoto asked but grunted and glared when Ochaco kicked his shin. "Maybe there's a reason for that in which he doesn't want to talk about. Don't be rude, Shoto."

"Ochaco, it is not polite to kick Shoto!" Tenya crossed his arms as he scolded her.

Izuku sweat dropped as he watched, his eyes then shifted towards F/n as she let out a sigh. "Sorry. They can be...odd. Even I still have trouble keeping up with them. Also, sorry about Shoto. He doesn't think before speaking– Ow!"

F/n jolted from her seat and glared at Shoto as he sat in front of her, "Why did you kick me!?"

"You insulted me." The dual-haired male simply said.

Izuku watched as the girl and her friend began a kicking match while Tenya, as always, tried to break it down with Ochaco giggling. However, as Izuku glanced at F/n, his attention was drawn to her smile as he thought she was quite beautiful. The thought alone made him blush and shyly look away to calm his feelings.

The group let out a sigh of relief when school had ended. The project and homework were stressing them out so they had decided to hang out at the mall inviting Tsuyu along with Toru.

They also invited Izuku, already accepting him into the friend group.

When they arrived, the group split into two. Ochaco left with Toru and Tsuyu. She wanted Izuku to go with her so they could get to know each other but she never got the chance to ask as her two friends pulled her away deeper into the mall.

The others; Tenya, Izuku, Shoto and F/n stayed together. They would meet up sometime later so they could all go home seeing as they headed the same direction.

They headed to a clothing store where the group would always mess around.

The girl grabbed a nearby red sparkly dress as well as a plastic crown. She held it up to where it could fit Shoto properly, "Model this for me."

Izuku stayed close to them and watched as the two interacted with Tenya placing a hand on his chin and nodded. "Red suits you, Shoto."

The dual-haired male shook his head, "I'm not going to model that dress for you. It's ugly."

F/n whined, "Come on, Shoto! It's as Tenya said, red suits you. You would totally look good in this. You're like a prince!"

Shoto continued to shake his head despite feeling flattered that she compared him to a prince.

Looking away from her friend and pinning her eyes on Izuku, she gave him a grin, "Model this for me! Pretend to be a princess."

Izuku hesitantly complied and grabbed the crown to place it on his green moppy hair. His cheeks reddened though as he did what F/n told him. He watched as the girl lifted the dress and made a few faces, her lips twitching, head tilting and brows furrowing wondering if the dress looked good.

"Pose for me, Izuku!"

He did so.

Anything to see the bright smile and eyes shining with glee that he began to love.

Shoto on the other hand leaned on the clothes rack and scrolled through his phone, "Oh, Katsuki and his friends are here."

"Oh, yeah?" Tenya hummed, "They're probably trashing another store. Remember last time?"

F/n and Shoto groaned in despair.

The group had decided to leave as they didn't want to run into Katsuki. Although they were on neutral terms, their headaches weren't sure if they could handle the loud blonde.

Besides, F/n did notice the comment he made earlier about Izuku as well as the glare. She figured they knew each other during middle school and had bad blood. Most likely the blonde started it seeing as how kind Izuku is.

On the other hand, Izuku was just glad they had left before his childhood friend could start an argument with him. Right now, he didn't need his mood to be ruined because the dumb blonde couldn't let go of something stupid that happened in middle school.

[kitkatopinions]

Pyrrha, for the rewrite challenge

Alrighty, this one will be fun! Here's the thing about Pyrrha, I love her, but I don't know if I would write her to survive the fall of Beacon in a re-write. I go back and forth on it. So I'll write up to the fall of beacon, and then I'll write an 'if Pyrrha lived' thing too, because I just can't choose. XD

So, backstory for our girl. For a long time now, I've headcanoned that Pyrrha's parents were kind of like the Hunter version of pageant parents. I'd have it so Pyrrha's semblance was discovered when she was a toddler, and her parents started to make her do daily exercising, take daily fighting lessons, watch old Vytal tournaments, and started trying to build her up a brand to make her into 'the world's best huntress' as early as possible. (Also she'd be doing 'semblance training,' because in my rewrite, I would make semblances something that takes effort and training to use effectively.) I'd make it so that Pyrrha had a slow building resentment to her parents and the future they envisioned for her, but they put a lot of pressure on her to continue, insisting that she loves combat and has a duty to help people. So, Pyrrha would spend the first fifteen years of her life kind of just doing what her parents want, erring on the side of rich and feeling like she can't complain because of all the nice things she has, but also not happy. And she wouldn't have any friends, always too busy with training and brand deals and stuff to make or keep them (though I'd make it so that she and Neptune know each other from the combat school in Mistral. XD) Pyrrha's first big choice that's outside of what her parents want would be attending Beacon instead of Haven.

As for her time at Beacon, I would first introduce Pyrrha not right after Jaune comments about wanting to find a cute quirky girl, but as someone who seems eager to learn and inspired by Oz and Glynda at when they address the students. I would still make her partners with Jaune in their first challenge, but I wouldn't have Pyrrha teach Jaune how to fight alone. I'd make it so that Team JNPR and RWBY figure out pretty easily that Jaune (although less clueless than he is in canon) can't fight very well, and Jaune, Ren, Pyrrha, Ruby, and Yang keep covering for him and insist on helping him learn, and Weiss and Blake reluctantly get pulled into it. So it's actually a group thing that helps establish a bond between Team RWBY and Team JNPR, rather than like... A ship thing. I would also make taking Cardin down a peg into more of a victory for Pyrrha thing rather than making it all about Jaune while she secretly helps from the sidelines. I would have it so that even though Cardin still bullies Jaune, he also picks on and disrespects the other mains, and Pyrrha frequently rises to the challenge and 'embarrasses' him, and Cardin's misogynist vibes from canon turn into blatant misogyny, lol, and Pyrrha figures out a way to get him suspended or maybe even expelled eventually. I would also start setting up her and Weiss as having crushes on each other around the dance arc, having Pyrrha's crush on Jaune still present but not reciprocated, and having Pyrrha wind up with a romantic moment with Weiss rather than pairing Weiss off with Neptune for that. I'd make it so that Pyrrha's family also is trying to get her to do all this stuff she doesn't want to do, and she confides in Weiss about it and that kind of makes Weiss think a bit about her own family and what she wants.

Then we get to season three territory, and I would use the whole Maiden thing ("Guardian" in my rewrite) to give Pyrrha a stronger connection to Oz and Glynda specifically, and make Oz really contrast her parents by assuring Pyrrha that going through with being a Guardian is her choice and her choice alone, that she doesn't have to do it, and really is just guilt trip free. I'd have Pyrrha keep it from her team, and instead confine in Weiss what's going on without specifics (to get Team RWBY more involved in inner circle stuff earlier.) Then maybe Weiss would be the one who goes with Pyrrha when she goes to become a Guardian during the fall. If I had her die, those are the only changes I'd make, and I'd have her death impact a lot of people outside of Jaune, specifically Weiss. I'd also have a funeral for her that Ruby and JNR would attend at the end of V3 before they set off on their mission but Weiss, Yang, and Blake have to miss due to their respective issues, which is a wild missed opportunity in canon.

But if I did have Pyrrha live, I still wouldn't have her be involved in the main story for a while. I would have her lose to Cinder and nearly die (which is what Ruby sees and triggers her silver eyes still,) but be taken to Atlas by Ironwood to receive critical care. Ruby would tell people what she saw, leaving most people certain that she's dead and Jaune one of the only people who insists she might still be alive (I do like Jaune as a concept, I'm not gonna give him nothing. XD) Pyrrha would take a while to recover, but then start working to help Ironwood in Atlas, not attending school there and instead tutoring directly under Winter and the Ace Ops. She'd be more serious and subdued after her near death experience, and not very sure of herself, leading her to not take the offer of becoming the next Winter Guardian and instead having Penny slotted for that role. And Team RWBY and co would be shocked to meet her again when they were brought in on Ironwood's plans. Then I'd have her kind of act as a bit of a bridge between Team RWBY and Ironwood and the Ace Ops along with Penny. And I might have her be on Team RWBY's side while Penny is on Ironwood's side when they have their split (though of course I'd give that heavy editing and not make Ironwood a villain.) But also as for Pyrrha and Weiss... I'd have Weiss have moved on and now have stronger feelings for Yang, and Pyrrha would have to deal with and accept that. I might find someone else to put Pyrrha with eventually... But yeah, her and Weiss wouldn't end up together.

That's my plan, anyway.

[doctor-caparty]

SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 8

I am piggybacking off of @pinkladiespledge post about Richie and I didn’t want to clog their notes with my multiple part essay.

ALSO TRIGGER WARNING FOR BRIEF MENTION ON NON-CON FANTASIZING. It’s one sentence right after Buddy asking Jane to date in secret.

Richie is so good. I saw a post about how Richie is Buddy’s foil and I 100% agree. Buddy is touted as the good guy because he’s clean cut and popular and Richie is a bad guy because he’s in a gang and doesn’t try to conform when in reality Buddy takes advantage of his situation and privilege. In his letter to Jane he admitted to cheating on tests and drinking, he also had chances to come clean to Jane about the election but backed out each time. He didn’t care one bit about the effort that Jane put in to fix their reputations and he threw it away with locker room talk and then has the audacity to ask her to date him in secret? Let’s also briefly mention his “girls are supposed to put up a fight” comment bro there is nothing sexier than full enthusiastic consent now fuck off with your nonsense. Richie on the other hand is a good guy when it comes down to it. He has respected Jane’s boundaries from the beginning and respected her enough to tell her the rumours being spread about her despite not wanting to get involved. He listened to her campaign speech in detention and didn’t fold to peer pressure and joking along with his buddies at that moment. He drove her home when she was overwhelmed and walked her to her door and respectfully greeted her mother. He watched her debate on tv and went with the girls to pick Jane up and cheer her up even though the debate didn’t work out for any of them. The only time he was disrespectful towards her was at Halloween when he was trying to ask her to go steady and his confidence was shattered when he say Jane talking to Buddy. After his day bender he shaped up and genuinely apologized without expecting anything to go his way in return. He came clean about his feelings and told her to take her time to think it over and hear what buddy had to say. He recognized that what Jane and Buddy do is none of his business and accepted that. He then went home and cleaned his room and was hopeful. Jane gave him an answer he didn’t want but he still respected it and that didn’t change his feelings for her.

We can even expand our world by including how Buddy and Richie treat the people they don’t find attractive because that’s the biggest tell of all.

Buddy puts on a nice front but in his letter to Jane he tells her he and Susan had sex before they broke up and saying he never loved her without any regard for what Jane could do with that information and the impact it would have on Susan’s reputation. He doesn’t stand up to his friends when they bully other people. He leaves Hazel to be awkward on her own to be with his friends and while he’s outwardly nice to her in public he uses her as a backup basically someone he’s nice to and friendly with but doesn’t put in any extra effort to include her. Richie had been nice to people outside his group, he showed respect to adults (that weren’t being disrespectful to him) he asked Dot to the dance because she was crying and alone and respected the date enough to not back out when he learned Jane was alone now too.

I respect the hell out of him not flipping his lid on Jane when he’s informed that she and Buddy kissed after he ended things and went straight to “you took advantage of her” for not telling Jane about the election.

I am scared for episode nine and what will happen after he’s let out of jail because we all know Buddy didn’t get arrested and just sent home with a pat on the back. I’m worried that Richie is going to question if Jane is worth it and Olivia being in the state she’s in isn’t going to be impartial.

[watermelinoe]

So i've never been fond of the "urgh I'm a bi woman who loves girls but I'm stuck with this crusty guy 🙄" thing because i view it as juvenile and disrespectful to the person you have chosen to be in a relationship with but I've mostly only seen it online.

But I went to the club with some girls this past weekend and one of the women in our group not only brought her bf out with us but then hit on me right in front of him and did the whole bit about "omg you're so much hotter than my man, if I was singly rn, can't believe I'm stuck with this dude." We were standing about 2 feet away from him.

Girl if you hate him that much, why are you dating him and why did you bring him

This isn't really related to anything specific you've posted I just wanted to rant about it. I'm also a bi woman in a straight relationship and it dropped my jaw to think of behaving so contemptuously to my partner. Like she treated being attracted to me as a big joke/not real and not like she just offered to cheat on her bf while he stood a few feet away

the curse of bi women dating extremely crusty worthless failmales deserves a dissertation honestly ....

basically bi women are socialized not to pursue relationships with women seriously and i will explain how i could have become this woman if it wasn't for finding radblr

and this isn't to excuse this behavior exactly (not that i actually care if a bi woman puts down her shitty bf and knows she's out of his league bc in my experience these dudes think they're god's gift to women) bc it's disrespectful to other ssa women

and it's like okay every stereotype of the cheating bi woman who always gravitates to a man bc that's the only "real" relationship to her (and this btw does absolutely help to explain why bi women have the highest rates of IPV) is because of socialization

i was fascinated with lesbian relationships from a young age, i was a tomboy, i gravitated towards stories where women and girls fell in love with each other, i made OCs in lesbian relationships. i was aware that people could be gay, although in live-action media i had never seen lesbians, only gay men. i didn't know anyone who was gay or bi.

it genuinely did not occur to me that being with another girl was something that could happen to me in real life. idk how to explain this disconnect, bc i absolutely thought about kissing my female friends and what it would be like, but as far as i knew i was the only person who felt that way in real life.

meanwhile, boys actually did like me, did pursue me, and i accepted thinking i would eventually "get" what having a boyfriend was about, and this should probably help illustrate why i questioned my sexuality for so long (i was never boy crazy, always uncomfortable if a boy liked me, and the thought of dick was not appealing to me lmao) but i was in love with the same boy my entire childhood who treated me like shit (a pattern later but anyway) and if i were five years younger i'd be all in on the split attraction model but bullet dodged, i am just bi and i like being bi now

in many cases having a boyfriend is just something that happens to girls, and it becomes a habit that you can't break. it didn't happen to me, but i watched so many amazing girls twist themselves into knots for complete losers, because they couldn't be single, they didn't know how.

and all these girls know is the male gaze. the kind of bisexual men want women to be. and there's no incentive to take your attraction to women seriously because no one else does, because you're supposed to be with a man anyway, but you might resent it. i think that woman is probably filled with resentment.

i was in college and i found radblr and i found women who wanted to be with women and i realized it was real and that there might be women who wouldn't feel disgusted if they knew i wanted them. but a lot of bi women never have that moment, they only explore their sexuality through content made for men and through some greasy boyfriend

so anyway she sounds like she sucks but also i feel like bi women are uniquely punished for perpetuating the patriarchy in a way that, say, straight women are not

[indianariesolive]

My Unpopular(ish) opinions/takes on Legacy of the Gods series by Rina Kent

Contains spoilers ⚠️

Starting off strong, let me just get this off my chest, I really dislike God of Malice. This is mainly due to the insufferable MCs; Killian & Glyndon.

First of all, I found Killian really difficult to empathize with. Sure, what his dad said about regretting having him sucks but that's no excuse to be an a$$hole. I'm sure that if a mid/ugly guy with no money & prestige did the same things he'd done when first meeting Glyndon (iykyk) they'd be mercilessly ripped apart by the fandom. Also that one line in his POV when he said that the main reason why he chose to be a med student was because that gave him a free pass to poke & prod into people's innards & watch them squirm in agony 🤢

Coming to the 2nd part, Glyndon. As a protagonist she was such a blank slate. Killian at least had personality! (A bad one but he had one nonetheless). Same can't be said about Glyndon with her wimpiness coupled with an absurd inferiority complex (despite being talented & surrounded by a powerful & loving family & friends) as well as her lack of a deep connection with her friend group. On a more serious note, I despise the absolute double standards with which she views Killian & her brother Landon. Both are clinically diagnosed psychopaths but she has none of the grace & understanding for her own brother but readily excuses her boyfriend's behavior even though both of them are the same person, different font. 🙄

Moving on to the 2nd book, God of Pain is one of my favorites in the series but not without its fair share of drawbacks. Even though Annika appeared to be a manic pixie dream girl at the beginning she grew on me as chapter by chapter, her POVs revealed her to be more complex & headstrong, contrasting the whimsical image she's perceived as (both by her love interest, the MMC Creighton as well as the other characters like her friends & family). She's a sweet, soft girl with a dormant badass side that can get dangerous when provoked & that's precisely what Creighton had to learn through the hard way.

Getting to the gist of my main problem, I really hated the way everyone treated Annika after the you-know-what. I mean, what else was she supposed to do, watch her beloved brother get murdered by the love of her life? Everyone cut her off 'cause 'she hurt Cray-Cray who's like our brother'. Well, SHE HAD TO DO THAT TO SAVE HER OWN BROTHER, YOU ABSOLUTE DUMBASSES!!!! Y'all brains weren't braining here. Also, that scene near the end where there's this huge confrontation Creighton has with Adrian Volkov & Annika with her quick thinking just snatches a guard's gun, negotiates & diffuses the situation without bloodshed was just chef's kiss. 😌

Also, everyone gushes over Lia & Yan's friendship but Yan's bond with Annika, how he plays the role of the fun uncle while Adrian glares & has to rein them in as the level-headed dad. 🥺

That brings me to this sidenote: Glyndon could take a page out of Annika's book & learn a lesson: How to Love Your Brother & Stand Up for Yourself.

Regarding Jeremy & Cecily, I don't have any major complaints. I like how Cecily put Jeremy in his place & made him grovel for disrespecting her with his trust issues. Putting his mommy issues aside, Jeremy was overall a good character for a dark romance. He's got the hot biker thing going.

Moving on to Landon & Mia. I have nothing against Mia per se. She's pretty cool. I only hated how the author ruined her bond with her twin Maya. Also, I'm kind of ashamed to say that I wasn't the biggest fan of Landon at first but then going through his POVs made me realize that I'd been bought into the anti-Lan propaganda by Glyndon. He actually cares for his siblings, unlike Killian. He just has an unconventional way of showing it. Plus there wasn't a huge power-gap/imbalance between him & Mia so that's another point in his favour.

Last but not the least, God of Fury featuring Nikolai & Brandon has got to be among my top favorites. I only dislike the unnecessary mud-slinging with the irrelevant ex Clara. Everything else was perfection. I never expected Nikolai to be such an adorable & funny character. Also something I find really funny was that both in this book as well as in her POV, Glyndon claimed to be the one closest to Brandon. The way she described her dynamic with her brothers was, "Bran & I are a team against Lan." And not only did Brandon shut her down in a gentle yet firm tone, also her dense arse never noticed anything wrong with Brandon like!?!?! Landon was the one who'd picked on Brandon's tendency to hide & repress his emotions & stuff, and he was the one who'd tried to help Brandon open up, even if his attempt was unsuccessful. So much for her being the one on the same team lol.

[bias-fan]

WORLD ENDING [kim seungmin x female!reader]

[01: outbreak - y/n]

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you walk into the lotte department store with jisung, ryujin, changbin, mingi and winter, the six of them split into two different groups and decide in three hours they’ll meet up at the food court.

group one: y/n, winter and ryujin

group two: jisung, changbin and mingi

the girls head to coach as the guys head to prada. you talk with ryujin and winter about classes and how disrespectful one of her teachers are.

“i don’t know why mrs. kim expects our class to write a five page essay by tonight after assigning it up before class ended.” you rant to them.

ryujin pats your back, “and yet, you decided to go to the mall with us instead of doing the essay.” you smile as you nod your head proud.

“well, i don’t think i need this education for nursing. i just might move to america and be an onlyfans creator.” you groan out, grabbing a cute beige jacket, examining it. you put it in front of your outfit, “this is cute. should i get it?” you ask the two.

winter looks at it, examining it on you. “you definitely should. it’s so cute.” you smile and the three of you continue your conversation and shopping.

the six of you met up and got some food with all of you with at least two bags. you all start have small conversations while eating.

“y/n said she’s going to be a onlyfans creator.” ryujin casually says as she eats her food.

the guys all choke on their food at that as the girls start to giggle at their reactions. before any of them can say anything, a scream echoes throughout the mall. everyone looks around trying to see where the scream came from.

just from the scream alone, the whole area went silent. as the group of six look around, hurried footsteps can be heard from the silence. a girl bloodied is running over to the food court. jisung grabs your hand, ready to pull her away from the danger. not far behind the stranger, a group of seven to fifteen people who are also bloodier and look dead book it behind her. they start to rush closer, attacking people in the process, turning them into one of them.

jisung yanks you up, rushing away from the chaos with the others following. the six of you try to rush to the exit, but it’s blocked by strangers getting attack by the aggressive, bloodied strangers.

your grips harder on jisung’s hand, yanking him back. the zombie jumps past him. you saved his life, he didn’t even know it.

the mall is in complete chaos now, screaming, crying, blood, etc. you see that winter trying to push off a zombie, you try to rush over to her to help, but jisung held your hand tighter while strangers still run into you both. “jisung please. winter is in trouble.” you beg, trying to get to her.

“we can die, you can die, i don’t want that. come on.” he states, you can hear how shaky voice is and how shaky is hand is. “come on…”

you nod hesitantly, gripping his hand tighter as you watch the stranger bite into winter’s neck, blood getting all over her and the ground. tear well up in your eyes as you run with jisung, you quickly wipe your eyes as you ran.

you and jisung made it to a store with a few random people before the locked up the store. you see mingi and ryujin. you quickly ran over to them and hug them.

“where’s changbin?” jisung asks the two in a worried shaking voice.

you glance at him before back to the other two, “w-we for separated.” ryujin stutters. you look back to your best friend, who looked like he was going to have a panic attack. changbin is his other best friend other than you.

you bring yourself back to him, hugging him while rubbing his back as he starts to hyperventilate. “he’s fine, sungie.” you whisper to him. “he’s a buff guy, he won’t go down easily” jisung wraps his arms around you, trying to calm down, his grip tightening. “we’ll find him again, i can feel it.”

“i can’t loose you too.” his voice softly spoke, pulling you closer to his chest.

you nod against his chest, “you won’t, i’ll be with you the whole time.”

it’s been hours, the other five people in the store, you learned the names of:

san, chaeryeong, namjoon, suga, lia

you stayed by jisung as you all stayed quiet or were whispering and out of sight of the dead people wondering around. his head is on your shoulder, lost in thought.

you start to whisper with san, “are you all friends?”

he looks at you, nodding, “kinda. i’m friends with lia and namjoon.”

“at least we all have friends with us.” you tell him, just as the lights all turn off. you grab jisung, bringing him closer to you.

it’s just pure darkness, everyone turns their phones on to use as lights. everyone has messages from other friends and families. trying to message them back, no messages would go through. there’s no internet connection or service anymore.

the last notification they had was how the government is shutting down all internet and services during a disease throughout the country. leaving everyone alive not have any contact to ask for help.

[mangoposts]

Alright tell me if i’m crazy here’s a story time:

i was talking to this kid for months and everything was going so well and all of a sudden he like stopped talking to me and got weird but we were going to prom together. then i look through his following as one does and saw he followed a girls spam account on tiktok. him and his friends are the type of guys to not let their gf talk to any men ever and are super protective so i know if i did that and he noticed he would be PISSED.

he told his friends to tell me we were just friends which was fine, but never came to me about it. and i didn’t want to be just friends, but whatever.

anywho so i find out who this girl is and i let it go. flash forward to prom which was friday and we were chilling but not talking as much only in our group. all night he’s been walking away or sitting down on his phone and i didn’t think much of it. i go over to talk to my 2 guy friends and he’s EYEING me down crazily. i go back over to the group he’s with which is also my group and he got up and walked away. the rest of the night he’s looking at me and every time i look over he’s staring at me.

so basically we’re leaving and he went out to the car first so he was by himself and i met up with him a few mins later. we get back to our friends house and i look at his phone while he’s driving and he’s HALF SWIPING THIS GIRL’S SNAPCHAT CHAT. and it’s from 35 mins ago. mind you, 35 mins ago, we were at prom together.

and the girl u ask? THE GIRL HE FOLLOWED ON TIKTOK ALL THOSE WEEKS AGO. and they WORK together. so i’m naturally upset and just shut down the rest of the night.

then today, i’m talking to our mutual friend and i was like making jokes how he didn’t tell me and then he went off on me and called me crazy bc we weren’t serious.

we weren’t but it’s just the fact that it’s disrespectful. he would freak if he saw me talking to other guys, and he would probably make an argument if i did. if i knew he wanted to talk to other people i would’ve done the same.

i just feel so disrespected and i feel crazy.

Am I???

No ur not crazy if he’s tripping over you talking to other guys and then talking to other girls he’s crazy dawg that man is a nooooo gooooooooo

[mysticmillie-chaos]

"And we wanna thank you for playing our game, we enjoyed your screams..."

Heyo, this is a part 2 to my fnaf headcanons since i have so many, if you wanna see rhe first one, here you go!

Here are the ages of the Afton family when they died:

William was 57, ms afton didnt die, but shes currently 90, michael was 24, evan was 9, elizabeth was 6.

Vanny is a lesbian.

Michael only had 2 girlfriends throughout his life, his first girlfriend was the chica mask bully, they broke up after evan died, his second girlfriend was a girl who he had met at a café named cynthia royce, but they had stopped dating after michael got scooped, because she believed that michael had died.

Jeremy, fritz and Michael went to the same school, but they never talked to eachother.

Williams parents planned on naming william 'Vincent', they changed their minds at the last second.

Funtime freddy and circus baby are the only ones in fnaf: sister location who are possessed, but they still are aggressive purely because they are vengeful.

Ms afton has daddy issues lol, why else would she fall in love with William of all people?

Heres how I think the aftons did in school:

William afton was a straight A+ student, he behaved well in class, was very respectful towards the teachers and fellow classmates, and was understandably very popular at school, however, we all know who he really is under this kind and charismatic facade.

Ms. Afton did do well in school, but not as well as William, she would always get an A- on science and English, a B+ on history and social studies, A on physical education and music, and C on mathematics, other then that, she was usually a quiet yet kind girl, she never caused any problems and usually stayed within her own friend group.

Michael afton was also a straight A+ student (intelligence runs in the family, you see lol), however, unlike his parents, michael was a huge problem child, he constantly disrespected the teachers, got into fights with other students, and bullied his classmates and would overall always cause problems at school.

Elizabeth afton was a good student, not as good as William and michael though, she would get an A on English and physical education, B- on science and music, C+ on social studies and history, and a D on mathematics, she was an energetic student, she was friends with alot of her classmates but alot of the students and teachers found her annoying because of her constant energy, she never caused any problems though.

Evan afton was a alot more decent than his sister in school, he would get an A+ on science, mathematics, and English, a B+ in history, a B- in social studies and music, and a C- on physical education, evan was a very quiet kid, and he would constantly get bullied by the other students and they would call him a 'crybaby', because of this, even never had any friends and mostly just stayed by himself unless someone would approach him.

Hope you guys enjoyed my fnaf headcanons, have a nostalgic day, night, or evening, farewell!

[jazzzyx]

Raison d'etre

Episode 1

-Beginning Story 2-

<Next day seisoukan, near the entrance to the residential area>

Nazuna:

Absolutely disgusting…..

Kuro:

Hey there, can you please nod “yes” sensei

-kuro bows his head-

Aren't you friends with itsuki?

Nazuna:

Yeah, but I also want to do whatever kuro-chan asks.

But I hate what I hate.

Kuro:

What is it? You’re not so naive that you’d be embarrassed to be dressed in any strange costume now, aren't you, Nito?

Nazuna:

That's true, But…….

I'm about to turn 20 and I'm a good adult, but sometimes I look at myself in shorts, and think, “what am i doing”? Worrying about being cute.

Ra*bits is that kind of idol group, so i guess it can't be helped.

Kuro:

Oh, if that's the case…~

Nazuna:

And this is a different story! Why is it so sad that I have to wear female clothes made by my friend, Kuro.??

No! It feels nasty!

Kuro:

It is not nasty! Don't say such bad things, it's disrespectful

Why are you so reluctant? I'm just asking you to try on the outfit I made for my sister. Aren't i!

Nazuna:

Are you saying that you don't have the nerve to ask a man of your age to do that~!?

Kuro-chin's younger sister, if i'm not mistaken, she's still in elementary school, isn't she?

Kuro:

It's okay! Nito can do it!!

My little sister is similar to me in growth, and is getting taller and taller. Nito can wear it!

I believe in you! Nito!

Nazuna:

I wanted to hear those words in a different context…

Yes, yes, this story is over! It's unpleasant, Go back to your room!

Because of my friendship with Kuro-chan, I'll ignore this incident, so you can take a walk and cool off already!

Kuro:

Don't say that… I'm begging you, Nito~......

My younger sister has recently become more attractive and wants to be fashionable, but the clothes and accessories she wants are all ridiculously expensive.

I can’t afford it in our financial situation, so i thought i'd sew it myself, it's cheaper that way.

But with clothes, you cant know if they're good or bad unless you actually put your arm through the sleeve, So, what? Nito understands, right?

I'm begging you……… I don't deserve this. Nito……

This is not something i usually say, but ES idols are always pretty good-looking, Nito is a valuable human resource

The only person who seems to be able to wear girls' clothes normally is Nito, even if it's out of the whole world.

Nazuna:

Go buy a mannequin.

Kuro:

Wow, it's been a long time since ive seen that Glass ball, your eyes are cold…

Nazuna:

Most of all,i didn't want to go back to the days when i was acting like a doll in “Valkyrie”, in such a stupid scene

Mika:

……….!

Kuro:

Huh? Look ahead and talk, doesn't that hurt?

Mika:

………..

Kuro:

Hey…………. Did you bump into each other and not say hello? Did something happen, kagehira?

Mika:

Oh, how unbearable, Mr. Ryu-kun…!?

Kuro:

What's Wrong–..... Any trouble?

Mika:

Hmm? No, I have nothing to do with Ryu-kun….

Ah, but “Ryu-kun” is “Ryu-kun”! How are you?

Kuro:

Huh? You call me by the nickname I used when I was a kid, but frankly, it's about the same now, isn't it?

Mika:

“Ryu-kun” is Oshi-san's childhood friend, isn't he?

Kuro:

I can't tell what you are talking about, but what about itsuki?

-Story 2 End-

[reinahwanggg]

I Met You At Sunrise • CBG Profile 2

Profile 2 - Beomgyu and The Soulmate Hate Club

(detailed descriptions below ! they're fun !)

•Beomgyu (BeomGyuChoi)

yeah, real original reina😭. full time marketing major, with a minor in linguistics. he's also on the hybe university's dance team. probably the biggest soulmate believer on the block right now. he's normal to other people, and tries his best not to mention it in conversations with strangers, but on twitter and to his friend group? everyone knows how much he believes in the theory. like c'mon bruh, he even had a DREAM about the girl. in the words of the youngsters, he's bitchless. practically never had a girlfriend because of his soulmate agenda, even though he's very popular. as expected; his friends HATE it. (cbg2001) is his priv and he shares a lot of ... intimate thoughts on there in the form of cryptic messages that leaves everyone confused. '01 liner !

•Soobin (soobinchoi)

second oldest of the group, second most disrespected (most obvs go to gyu). he's the most tolerant of the friend group when it comes to gyu's soulmate agenda, solely based on the fact that in some cases, it works out in his favor. for example, the BHS Trip became possible off of gyu's delusion, so it's a win in his book. full time journalism major, part time barista at the hybe o'clock cafe close to the park chanwon school of music. he's also the manager of the men's volleyball team. he regrets it every single day of his life. he's also gyu's personal enabler. '00 liner

•Yeonjun (yeonjun.choi99)

eldest of the group. also the most popular guy at hybe university. although he doesn't believe in soulmates, he DOES believe in love, and contrary to his popularity, he picks the people he dates carefully. full time dance education major with a minor in psychology. setter for the men's volleyball team and the reason soobin is the manager. works as the assistant librarian for the kim jieun library. student council president. president of the hybe dance club. yeonjun's just the it guy man. least tolerant of gyu's soulmate agenda (alongside taehyun) because he feels as if gyu's driving himself into a dark place with no escape. the BHS Trip will be his last time following along with gyu's agenda. '99 liner.

•Taehyun (taehyunkang)

full time kinesiology and public health major with a minor in dance. part time barista at the hybe o'clock cafe close to the park chanwon school of music. he's always the first one to shut down gyu's soulmate agenda because he not only disbelieves the agenda, he also despises it. no one knows why he does, he just does. gyu tries to be as respectful as he can when it comes to talking about it around taehyun, and taehyun tries his best to respect gyu's feelings, but he doesn't like gyu's thought process when it pertains to soulmates. it's like the boy becomes more unhinged than usual. apart of the dance team and hybe's choral where he and yunjin often fight for lead. it's almost always given to jongho though, so it's funny. the BHS Trip will also be his last time following gyu's agenda! '02 liner

•Hueningkai (hyuka)

full time interior design major. he also majors in music performance! our first double major! it's grueling, but he gets it all done because he loves them both and could never choose between the two (music performance). he doesn't believe in soulmates, but he does believe in love at first sight, so he doesn't really have a say when it comes to his hyung's agenda. he teases beomgyu the most to make up for it though. while taehyun often calls gyu out from a logical prospective, hyuka's just there to make fun of beomgyu (hence the twitter bio). he secretly supports gyu's agenda in finding his forever (don't tell beomgyu) and would just love to see his friend win in life. '02 liner.

profile 1 | masterlist | profile 3

• a/n

we got the txt boys let's go ! i just realized that a lot of the stuff i'm writing for txt probs won't be in the socmed but who cares? you're getting to know my characters and i'm glad! i had to edit those descriptions but if you see a mistype please let me know, typing with nails is so hard i can't 🥹