#hey um hi i h8 this

[love-songs-for-emma]

something rlly unnerving about the overwhelming surge of porn bots on tumblr rn is,, the pfps. these pics are... presumably of real people, right? there are just So many of them. and its not just profile pics, sometimes headers too, sometimes a spam post or two. um. something something jump in logic here bc i Dont know much abt these things but: are we not terrified abt where these pics r being scraped from? (literally anywhere on the internet) like. hello. pictures of u (and your loved one(s)) are likely being used to front these bots to others. dystopia reality dystopia reality

[4-linz]

Oops

Pairing: wooyoung x y/n

Genre: fluff, chaotic fluff lol

Warnings: some cursing(I gotta stay minimal with it tho bc I write these on my school comp 😭) , wooyoung is kinda panicking lol, wooyoung is called an attention whore but in a good way pls dont hate me 😭 ,reader is called ning like 3 times , grammar might not be correct I'm tired lol, I think that's it

Summary: wooyoung is confused on how you got into his heart, he never told anyone about his mental list he made, not even san so that should say something, so how did you do it? Was its on purpose to mess with him? Or on accident

Wc. 1.69k

A/n I wanted to write and I had just reread @yuyusuyu princess chronicles and I wanted to do something similar with wooyoung :) pls I'm dieing I h8 using ppls ideas but I'm in writers block and I need to write rn 😭 so creds to @yuyusuyu for the idea lol I hope this is good cuz I luv her work and I don't wanna ruin her reputation lol I also have a feeling this is gonna be a short fic bc again I'm in writers block and that's all i can take rn lolz

Wooyoung never thought he could find a relationship that was near the thing he and san had going on (even san doesnt know whats happening tbh), but here we are, you slowly winning over his heart. How? He doesn't know. He has a very very very very very- i can keep going but what i mean is he has a very secret procedure that even san doesnt know about, but it's a way you can take over his love life, so you somehow slowly completing the 5 steps was very concerning.

Step 1. Treat him like royalty

Well you don't have to bow down and worship him but you just have to treat him him like the mona lisa, praise him- and maybe worship him, he likes to be praised and feel noticed-attention whore is his middle name after all- so when you walk into the room with him and everyone else and you notice him first and COMPLIMENT HIM AND ONLY HIM?!?! He was feeling a little lightheaded, “ oh hi woo! I like your hair, it looks different! In a good way of course-” you said slightly rambling at the end “ oh- um yea… i um-” he stumbled out “ i uh WASHED IT, yea, yea i washed it." He said trying to redeem himself and act cool because seonghwa was looking at him weird. “ for once you washed it” san said scoffing, without him knowing- or did he? San had saved him from an awkward situation “HEY i do wash my hair thank you very much” he said huffing, pouting but quickly opening his eyes when he heard you laugh.

Step 2. Find him funny

(or just try to laugh at his ridiculous jokes)

The sound of your laughter filled his dorm, san had left to go out with Seonghwa, leaving him alone and so of course he invited you just so he could hang out with his now crush for a movie night!! Why else would he invite you over…?He found himself in a trance listening to your laughs, they sounded like music to his ears, literally he was listening to the rhythm in your laughs and thought they sounded so much like you, the beat matched your personality. ‘ wooyoung stop that's weird, and nothing like you.’ he said when he came out of his little bubble when ever he heard your voice tinted with worry as your friend was looking at you with an unreadable expression on his face and was very silent, which was very concerning given its wooyoung. The look of worry on your face made his heart flutter, where you really worried for him…? ‘ shit im fucked’ he thought

Stept 3. Worry/care for him

“ wooyoung? Are you in there?” your voice sounding small compared to the yelp wooyoung let out upon hearing your voice in his dorm.” OW SHIT, ning is that you?!” he yelped, he had hurt his leg and couldn't attend practice, him not being there worried you given he had always been there, so you went to his dorm. “Woo what were you thinking laying on the edge of the couch,be careful you could hurt yourself more if you do that?!” You said scolding him lightly,the worry in your face very clear,” you didn't hurt yourself more did you?, here let me get you some food so you don't have to walk.” wooyoung hoped you didn't notice the slight blush on his face when you lifted his chin forcefully checking to see if he hurt his face during the fall. “ Goddammit, step 3 , 2 more to go and I'm done for..” he mumbled “ did you say something?” you said, peaking your head out of the other room. “ OH-UM-NO '' he quickly said, hoping you don't suspect anything and hoping you truly had not heard anything he said.

Step 4. Being rough with him.

(do i really ahve to explain?)

Wooyoung's heart fluttered when you cupped his face and moved it left to right to see if he had hurt his face, he had fallen trying to learn how to skate. He had failed horribly but that's not what mattered right now, what mattered was you were holding his face. “ Wooyoung, I told you, you have to be more careful” you said with a slight pout, worried about your best friend. You had to put your whole body strength into helping him up because he was so zoned out all his body weight was on the floor. But the words that snapped him out of his little trance were enough to heal him right then and there “ when we get home do you wanna cuddle and watch a movie?”

Step 5. Physical affection.

“Ninggg hurry up and bring the popcorn” wooyoung shouted, he had been alone in his and sans dorn because apparently san couldn't deal with wooyoung's ramblings about you so he left with seonghwa, of well at least that means he can invite you over more right? Wrong, this is the first time in weeks he's invited you over because he couldn't muster up the courage to ask you.” I'm right here..?” you said laughing when he turned around and saw you, his eyes widened in amazement on how you could find that much popcorn in his house, where it came from? No idea he's been trying to find popcorn for a month and has found none so how did you find some? No clue, but he didn't really care as his heart picked up when you sat very close to him. Very close.and his heart picked up even more realizing you two were watching a scary movie. He could be your knight in shining armor and hold you close when you got scared. Well you ended up holding him like he's a baby but that didn't matter to him even though he's going to be very embarrassed later. What mattered right now to him was trying to calm his heart, from the jumpscares and the fact that you two were there cuddling?! Mostly the first option , but hey those things were scary, don't judge>:(

Another time he found himself in this situation was on his birthday, wooyoung and you tangled up in each other limbs, the others where getting the place ready so of course you offered to keep him busy while the others fixed up the dorm for him, so you invited him over, which he couldn't say no to you. He was laying on you the couch and you were running your hands through his hair, which in hindsight helped him alot with what he was going to ask you. You had single handedly finished all 5 steps without knowing? Or maybe you did know? He doesn't know but he needs to ask you about it. It's been eating him alive for the past week. He knows he shouldn't ask on his birthday because what if you say no? But he couldn't wait because, what if you say yes? No birthday present could top that. Here he goes, his heart racing he manages to strangle out a “ hey ning…? “ ew he thought, why did it sound like that, he was cringing until he heard you say back “ yes? Did you need something?” you smiling down at him calmed him down a lot more than he thought “ can i ask you something?” he took a deep breath “ of course, anything woo” you laid your phone down to put all attention on him, still playing with his hair. “ i um- do you um “ he stuttered “ dammit” he said sitting up “ is there something wrong wooyoung?” concern filling your face “ i like you. Like I ‘like like’ you.” he said getting it out there, but before you could say anything he continued “ and i was wondering if you wanted to go out with me sometime…?” he couldn't look you in the face because he felt like he would explode. For real he was holding his breath for so long he felt like he was going to burst. “ woo i-” you giggled and he turned around ready to be faced with rejection. “ of course i will” you cupped his face and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. He looked like a lost puppy, eyes wide and frozen in shock “ wait you- you like me to?” ugh he sounded like a 2nd grader finding out their crush likes them back. “ Of course I do woo, who wouldn't love you?” you giggled at the end. Just as wooyoung went to speak he got interrupted by your phone going off saying it was time to bring him back to the dorm for his surprise.

Hwa: hey were done over here if you wanna bring him back

You: okay! But warn san if he's coming back to stay with wooyoung lol

Hwa: oh good lord

Smiling at yourself you took him by the hand and told him you two where going back to his dorm for something.Lets just say he went back to the dorm holding your hand and he was the happiest birthday boy in the world. But wooyoung had one more question before he went back to the dorm "wait so did you know about the list or not?" He questioned you "what list?" You questioned back "wait so your telling me you completed a whole goddammit list without knowing it ever even existed?!" He squealed out "Oops" you shrugged and laughed

[incorrect-hs-quotes]

Equius: D—> Who wants to hear a story about a magic artifact

*the children clamor and move towards him, clearly fascinated by the premise of magic.*

Equius: D—> Yes

Equius: D—> It is a special necklace called

Equius: D—> The Arsene Amulet

Vriska: *warning tone* 8quius

Equius: D—> And i am told

Equius: D—> That it can steal

Equius: D—> A person’s epithet

Vriska: 8quius, shut up

Equius: D—> I bet something li%e that would be pretty va100able

Equius: D—> Va100able enough that somebody might even want to try to steal it-

*Vriska uses all of her strength to pull Equius towards her, glaring at him.*

Vriska: 8quius! Th8 8xhib8. Isn’t. Publ8c y8.

Equius: D—> I’m sorry miss vris%a

Equius: D—> I thought it would spice up your boring epithet tour

Equius: D—> Be%ause it is a ne%lace

Equius: D—> That steals epithets

Vriska: How about I st8ck to g8ving tours. And you stick to moving boxes.

Equius: D—> Very well

Equius: D—> I shall do it

Equius: D—> With gusto

*he flexes so hard that the box he’s carrying shatters, revealing priceless artifacts that the kids ooh and aah over for a few moments.*

Random Student: HEy! FREe TREASURe! LET’s GEt It!

*the kids cheer and leap into the pile of artifacts to fight over them.*

Vriska: You’d b8ter pr8 th8 amul8 wasn’t in th8re.

Equius: D—> I’m sorry, miss vris%a

Equius: D—> But at least the children are happy

Vriska: G8 away from th8re you l8tle gobl8ns!

*she leaps into the fray. After a monent, a chomp sound can be heard.*

Vriska: OW! Don’t b8 me!

Vriska: H8! Ch8perone! Don’t just stand th8re! Do someth8ng!

*Tavros’ Father looks up from the game he was playing.*

Tavros’ Father: uh, huH? oH! good calL! *he nudges Tavros.* can’t let them get all the good stufF!

*he swan dives into pile.*

Tavros’ Father: TREASURE!

*Vriska lets out a massive groan and disappears back into the mess of child fists and bites as Tavros’ Father dives in.*

Equius: D—> Worry not, miss vris%a

Equius: D—> I shall gain their attention another way

Equius: D—> Children

Equius: D—> Look

*the fighting pauses as everyone, including Vriska, turns to look at this musclebound hulk of a man.*

Equius: D—> My epithet is BARRIER

*with an incredibly loud grunt of exertion, he flexes his shirt right off. Most of the children boo.*

Passing Museum Guard: WelL, He’S CertainlY GoT MY AttentioN.

Random Student: MEh.

*the children and Tavros’ father return to fighting, causing Vriska to dive back into the pile. The noises of the fight, Tavros’ father’s game, Equius flexing, and Vriska yelling get more and more intense, until…*

*A green bubble appears around Tavros, muting everything.*

*Tavros Nitram. Epithet: DUMB. Can mute and simplify things.*

Tavros: *sigh* tHAT’S BETTER,

Tavros: hEY DAD, i’M GONNA GO TAKE A WALK, oKAY?

Tavros’ Father: huH? whaT? tavroS, you know i can’t hear you when you’re silenceD! *he chuckles.* oh well, more for mE!

*as he walks away, Tavros bumps into a boy with a purple skunk stripe in his hair.*

Tavros: oH, uM, sORRY,

*a small cloud of violet dust rains down on Tavros as he hurries away from the boy, who only responds with a small “hmph.” As he moves, his footsteps begin to grow unsteady, and less certain. His legs wobble, and his eyes droop.*

Tavros: *yAWN* wHY AM I SO TIRED,,,? i GUESS I WAS UP RUNNING THE, uH, tOY STORE THE LAST THREE NIGHTS, aND TONIGHT

Tavros: mAYBE, iF I JUST, sIT DOWN FOR A SECOND,,,

*he collapses, and a little under two hours pass.*

Vriska: *over intercom* The museum will be closing in five min8s. Please m8ke your way to the 8xits. Noooooooow.

*the students run out, cheering about freedom.*

Random Student: CHECk It OUt! I TOTALLy NABBEd THIs COOl SWORd. I BEt THIs THINg Is, LIKe, SUPEr CURSEd.

Random Student #2: HHehe, nnice. LLet’s tthrow iit aat ggirls.

*Random Student #1 cheers before they both leave, Tavros’ father close behind while humming and still playing his game.*

Tavros’ Father: hang oN.

Tavros’ Father: feels like i’m forgetting somethinG… keys, wallet, phonE… keys, wallet, phonE… hM. two phoneS. no walleT.

*there’s a pause.*

Tavros’ Father: welP! that’s threE!

*he whistles as he leaves the museum. Vriska watches him, before activating the intercom again.*

Vriska: *over intercom* 8tention! The museum is now closed. If you are still in the museum, g8 out.

*another six hours pass, returning us to the present - John Egbert and his Banzai Blasters attempting to rob the museum, while Tavros can only watch.*

[pesterloglog]

Vriska Serket, Aradia Megido

Act 5, page 2276

arachnidsGrip [AG] began trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]

AG: What's your deal????????

AA: what d0 y0u mean

AG: Did you just zap Equius into the game? His hive disappeared!

AA: are y0u n0t happy ab0ut that

AG: Hell no! I was supposed to get your surprise present from him! Um, that he was keeping for me! 8ut only temporarily!

AG: And then we were going to jump in the g8me tog8ther! As co-le8ders! Remem8er????????

AA: y0u were ab0ut t0 be killed by his hive

AA: pr0ceeding with that plan w0uldnt have made sense

AA: we certainly d0nt need tw0 dead players

AG: 8ut!

AG: Aaaaaaaah!

AG: You knew this was going to happen! You were planning it all along! You're planning all this. I know a schemer when I see one!

AA: yes it was the plan

AA: it had t0 g0 this way

AG: No! It had to go the way we said it would. I was going to give you the present I convinced him to m8ke for you. Me! It wo8ldn't have got m8de if not f8r me!

AG: And then you could have a 8ody again and everyth8ng would 8e fine. Then we could go 8ack to 8eing friends again.

AA: were we ever really friends

AG: Yeah!!!!!!!!

AG: I don't know. I felt like we were even if you didn't think so.

AG: I guess I'm not very good at acting like a friend. Or saying stuff like, hey friend! You're my friend! It doesn't really occur to me.

AG: 8ut we were! Why would you play with me if you didn't think I was your friend?

AA: i d0nt remember

AA: it d0esnt matter

AG: 8arf. More of this apathetic 8aloney. Why don't you cut the ghost girl act already? I get it! You're dead and spooky.

AA: ribbit

AG: Hm.

AG: Uh, okay?

AG: Haha. Pretty odd!

AA: s0rry

AG: That's cool, you can ri88it if you want. In a weird way it almost makes you sound normal!

AG: So what now? I guess you and Equius co-lead since he managed to usurp me. That cunning 8astard.

AG: I guess I follow you into the game instead? Fine 8y me! I'll follow you guys. Just give me my orders, 8oss.

AA: n0

AA: y0ure n0t 0n the blue team

AG: Oh what the fuuuuuuuuck!

AA: y0u were never g0ing t0 be

AG: I get it. I finally see now. This is your revenge.

AG: You finally did it, Megido. You got me pretty good. Well played.

AA: its n0t revenge

AA: y0u were always supp0sed t0 be 0n the red team

AA: y0ull believe me later

AA: when y0u wake up

AG: What a load of SHIIIIIIIIT. You've 8een plotting your revenge since day one. And I fell for it like a sucker. Can't say I 8lame you.

AA: ive never th0ught ab0ut revenge at all

AG: 8ut why not!

AG: I killed you!!!!!!!!

AA: i d0nt care

AG: AAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!

AG: You're so infuri8ing! Why c8n't you just h8 me? It would 8e a lot easier th8t way.

AG: Or at least feel 8othered or annoyed or S8METHING! God!!!!!!!!

AG: May8e I sh8uld just rip my he8rt out of my chest and pound it to a 8loody pulp here on my desk with my sup8r strong ro8ot arm.

AG: Pound pound pound pound pound pound pound pound!

AG: Look at that, more nasty 8lue 8lood all over me. Why not! Might as well op8n the floodg8s and p8nt my whole hive with this oh so envia8le cerulean SWILL.

AG: 8ecause clearly it's up to me to feel em8tions for the 8oth of us, you misera8le soulless witch!

AA: 0_0

AG: I h88888888 you!

AG: H8 h8 h8 h8 h8 h8 h8 haaaaaaaate!

AG: I only regret killing you cause it m8de you so 8ORING!!!!!!!!

AA: s0rry

AG: I don't want to 8e on the red team. ::::(

AG: It's full of jerks who just think I'm a 8ig jerk.

AA: they need y0u th0ugh

AA: and its where y0u need t0 be

AA: karkat will be in t0uch with y0u s00n

AG: Oh god, I can't w8 for THAT convers8tion.

AA: als0 if its any c0ns0lati0n

AA: the teams are meaningless anyway

AG: What? Why would that 8e consol8tion? It's more vague spooky nonsense!

AG: Fuck you for me trying to help you.

AG: Fuck the 8lue team, fuck your conniving, fuck Equius's dou8ledealing and the stupid muscle8east he rode in on, and fuck you for s8ving my life.

AG: FUUUUUUUUCK YOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!

arachnidsGrip [AG] ceased trolling apocalypseArisen [AA]

[kumawrites]

hi!! idk how requests work but coffeeshop au with oikawa as the flirty barista and you're just trying to find a place to study okay bye 😶😶

iced vanilla bean latte

☆ oikawa tooru x reader ☆

☆ - 1.7k words

☆ - a/n: i based this 100% in a local coffee shop in my area that i frequent except i h8 coffee

☆ - taglist: @miceonmars

//

“Y/N, Obama was the last president of the United States, not the third.” Kiyoko looked at you with a pitiful gaze in response to your answer.

“Oh.” You blinked once. Twice. A third time for good measure. So your American Politics class was needless to say, not going very well. Honestly, you didn’t even know why you were taking an American politics class when you lived in Japan. Actually, you knew why. Because of your horrible habit of procrastinating literally anything that can be procrastinated, you foolishly waited until the very last day that you could to register for classes. And unsurprisingly, most of them had been completely filled, leaving American Politics to be the only history class that you were able to take. Which would have been just fine, had you not procrastinated studying and even taking notes.

You stared blankly down at your notebook that was barely a quarter full. Instead of taking notes and actually paying attention in class, you either skipped or distracted yourself playing games on your phone. Your professor never notified you since you sat right in the middle of the lecture hall, not drawing much attention at all. Maybe, that wasn’t a good thing, however. You had no connection to your professor at all, and asking for help this late in the game just didn’t feel right, which is extremely irrational but you really didn’t care.

Your problem would really just have been solved if you did care. Too bad you didn’t. However, you’re stuck in a bit of a pickle now, not knowing even the basics of the class, with midterms coming up and a frighteningly fast rate. You were bound to fail, and your parents would not be very happy about that. So, you decided that it was finally time to actually study. Except studying really meant learning all of the material that you had covered for half of the semester in about a week.

Luckily for you, you had great friends who were super smart and actually studious to help! Kiyoko had already taken the class, being a grade ahead of you, and had graciously blessed you with her notebook full of her beautiful notes. It was truly astounding how notes could be so pretty. Yachi, on the other hand, gave your studying tips and ways to actually study well. Without those two, you would have failed the midterm for sure, and most likely the course all together.

You were currently studying with Kiyoko in the library, well trying to at least. Apparently, you knew less than you actually thought.

“Wait, what’s a Conservative? Is that a branch of Congress?” You weren’t doing too hot.

“It’s a political party. They’re a more extreme version of a the Republican Party.” You nodded your head, slowly understanding. Why were politics so complicated?

“Oh, okay. I think I get it. So, Liberals are Democrats but more extreme?”

“That’s right.” Kiyoko nodded her head as you scratched down some of her notes into your own notebook. Kiyoko’s phone pinged and she grabbed it from the table, turning it on. She read the message, sighed, replied, and began packing up her things. “Sorry, Y/N, but my boss just messaged me. I have to go in tonight, Hana got sick.” You nodded and gave Kiyoko a slight smile and a wave as she left. Now it was just you, left to your own devices. You were half tempted to close your books and play Fire Emblem, but that seemed like a poor long term choice.

You kept at it for a surprisingly long amount of time, around an hour, until a rowdy group came in. Even though it was a library, it wasn’t the most quiet of places on campus, and many groups liked to come in to work on group projects. You had no problem with them, until they set down their bags and their bodies at the table right next to yours, still chatting loudly. Unfortunately for you, you didn’t bring your earbuds with you. Since you assumed you would just be studying with Kiyoko the whole time, you didn’t bother to pack them. The one moment in your life when you needed them the most. A tragedy.

You sighed and packed up your things, considering giving up studying for the day, until you realized you were running out of time and were still extremely confused. And tired. You yawned as your left the library, wondering where to go from there. Going back to your dorm would only lead to you playing video games and ignoring everything else, so that was off the list. Every other place you could think of would be far too noisy to actually study. You were in quite the pickle.

You were really close to giving up for the hundredth time until you passed by a coffee shop that you had never seen on campus before. Was that always there? No, it couldn’t have been. It was in the middle of a route you used all of the time to get across campus. But how did you never notice that this was there? The shop had large windows that you could peek through to see a very classy interior. Everything seemed to be made of a walnut coloured wood, excluding the black chairs and stools. There weren’t too many people in the shop, just a small crowd. It looked peaceful. You stood there for a bit before deciding to walk inside. Maybe this is where you could study in peace.

As soon as you opened the door, you were greeted with the smell of fresh roasted coffee beans. You stopped a vacant table and placed your belonging on it and took a seat. The chairs were surprisingly comfortable, even though they seemed to be made of metal. The vibe in the entire shop was very calm. You could get used to this.

You took your notes out and began to study, creating flashcards and making your notes a bit cleaner and more cohesive. This was the kind of productivity that you needed to have on a daily basis. Too bad that this energy was for sure going to leave your body once you finish your midterm. Another yawn left your body, and you turned your head towards the counter. You could buy a coffee. That wasn’t going to break your bank account. Yeah.

You stood up and headed towards the counter, staring at the menu. Everything on the menu sounded fine, but you didn’t know exactly what you wanted.

“Hey! What can I do for you today?” A cheery voice broke you form your thoughts and you brought your eyes back down to look at who was speaking to you. The barista that greeted you had a charming smile on his face, one that you knew just drew people in. He was pretty, for sure, but you didn’t have time to think about pretty boys, too focused on trying to pass your class.

“Hi there. I’ve never been here, so I’m not too sure what to get. What would you recommend?” You have him a polite smile in return, and shifted your gaze back to the menu. There were so many options that you were a bit overwhelmed with choices

“Hmm..” The barista tapped his chin and scrunched his face a bit. “What about the vanilla bean latte? It’s really good iced!” He suggested and you nodded your head.

“Okay, sure. I’ll have that as a 24 ounce, then.” You ordered such a large drink since you assumed that you would be here for a while, having so much material left to study.

“Oh, it’s Y/N.” You replied and he hummed, typing it into the tablet on the counter. Your total came up and you handed him your card, making sure to leave a tip.

“That’s a cute name, just like you!” You stared at him. It was like someone had just stopped a record right in the middle of a song. What? Did you hear that right?

“Sorry, um, what?”

“I just think you’re super cute. We’ll have that vanilla bean right out for ya, Y/N.” He winked and walked over to his coworker who was making your drink. You vaguely remember his coworker scolding him, telling him to ‘stop flirting with the customers shithead’, but you really weren’t listening. Were you just, flirted with? Is that how this works? You for sure were not expecting that to happen.

You returned to your seat and opened up your notes, trying to forget the flirting(?) and focus on your studies. That’s what you came here to do, not flirt with a cute barista that you would for sure go on a date with. But, he was probably just a flirty person, you figured. If his coworker scolded him like that, it was probably a common occurrence, meaning you shouldn’t take it to heart or anything. He was just super cute.

Only a few minutes after you began to actually focus in on your work, you noticed that a large plastic cup full of iced coffee and a plate with a muffin was placed down at your table. Looking up, you saw the cute barista with a beaming smile on his face.

“Here you go, Y/N. Hope you like it.”

“Oh, I didn’t order a muffin.” You tilted your head up at the man who chuckled in response.

“I know. It’s on the house.” And with that, he gave you a tiny wave and disappeared into the back room, leaving you shook. Was this protocol? No, definitely not. Was this protocol for him flirting with every female customer? His boss wouldn’t let him give out that much free food. Was he really, for sure, actually, flirting with you? Was this real? Are you real? Okay, not time for an existential crisis.

You picked up the muffin on the plate, and noticed a small note that was placed under it.. It read, ‘text me!!!! :) xxx-xxx-xxxx - oikawa’. At this point, you were pretty damn sure he was flirting with you. Holy shit. He was flirting with you. Oikawa, you assumed his name was, still hadn’t come out of the storage room, so you couldn’t gauge his reactions or anything. You stared at your phone that you picked up like it was an explosive, ready to detonate. Were you actually going to text him? Was this actually a good idea? You know what, fuck American politics, you had something far more pressing to deal with at the moment.

y/n: hey is this oikawa? this is y/n

oikawa: hey cutie!! ;)

[noahsfreckles]

Keeping Secrets from Strangers (chap 2)

The next morning I wake up to my alarm; 10:15am. I love my late schedule. I grab my phone off my side table and check my notifications.

1 mention from browneyedboy

4 texts from Lexi 🤪

1 reminder: you're awesome.

I open the texts first.

Lexi 🤪: where are you? @ 7:30am

Lexi🤪: oh yeah it's Friday late day. I h8 u. 😘😘 @ 7:34 am

Lexi🤪: get your lazy butt up and stop dreaming about you know who @ 8:14 am

Lexi🤪: remind me why I decided to take an 8 am lecture class I'm falling asleep

I quickly reply her.

Mia: Oh shush you're just jealous 😛

Mia: and who would I be dreaming about 🤔🤔

Mia: because it was the only time it was offered and you need it for your degree

Lexi🤪: his name starts with Noah and ends with Centineo

Mia: I am not dreaming about him shut up!

Lexi🤪: 🤥🤥🤥🤥

Mia: 😑😑😑

Lexi🤪: stop lying and get here I'm lonely ☹️☹️

Mia: stop texting then dork

Lexi🤪: 🤐🤐🤐🤐

Mia: you're still texting me.

I start laughing at our conversation and get out of bed. I go over to my closet and start deciding on an outfit for the day. I grab my white ripped jeans and a black t shirt with my black vans.

I quickly put everything on so I can start on my hair. I do a simple pony tail with some of my bangs hanging down. I look in the mirror and grab my eye liner, quickly and carefully put it on. I'm not really a make up wearer but I love eye liner.

I grab my bag from my chair and walk over to my side table, grabbing my laptop, unplugging it and grabbing the charger from the wall. I grab my phone from the bed and slide it in my back pocket.

I head down the stairs and see my mom in the kitchen.

"Hi honey."

"Hi mom, can you grab me an orange juice and the blueberry muffin, I'm running a little late and I blame Lexi," I laugh a little.

"Was she texting you again?"

"Yes, always making me late," I joke as she hands me the orange juice and a container containing the muffin. "Thanks mom," I kiss her cheek and head out the door.

"Bye honey," she says as I shut the door.

I get to my car unlocking it as I get closer, my baby; a black Jeep Compass. I quickly get in and head to school.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

After a boring day at college, Lexi and I are on the way to my place to get ready for Neon's.

It's our weekly ritual while everyone is still in town to go to the local bowling alley. It's always Lexi, me, Josh, and Cami, but sometimes Jake, Haley, and Tyler come back tonight but tonight they can't make it.

"Hey, who's this?" Lexi asks as my phone lights up with a twitter notification. "Are you cheating on me with", Lexi, looks at the notification, "browneyedboy?"

I just look at Lexi and start laughing, "they're just a random person I was talking to last night, before bed."

"So you are cheating on me!" Lexi excitedly says.

"No, baby I love you." I move closer to Lexi and side hug her, "forgive me?" I look at her and give her puppy eyes.

"I guess," she says and rolls her eyes.

"I saw that."

"Saw what?"

"Your eye balls rolling into your brain." I laugh a little.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

I move away from her and grab my phone and open twitter to see what browneyedboy said when I remember I never checked to see what they said this morning.

'@browneyedboy: morning Mia. Hope you have a good Friday.'

'@browneyedboy: hey Mia, what's up?'

'@heyitsmia: not much just hanging out with @heyitzlexi and getting ready to go bowling. What's up with you?'

'@browneyedboy: not much just hanging out at home bored, hi Lexi.'

"Browneyedboy says hi Lexi," I say looking up from my phone.

"Tell the Mia stealer hi," she jokingly says.

'@heyitsmia: Lexi says hi. You should come bowling with us if you're so bored'

'@browneyedboy: really? I don't want to impose on you and your friends.'

'@heyitsmia: you're not imposing, the more the merrier. Come!'

'@browneyedboy: how about I think about and maybe text you and tell you I'm on my way or there?'

'@heyitsmia: um sure.'

'@browneyedboy: or I could just tweet you sorry, I shouldn't have asked for your number we barely know each other.'

'@heyitsmia: hey it's okay.'

'@browneyedboy: ill just tweet you if I decide to show up.'

'@heyitsmia: okay hope to see you 🙂'

A blue banner comes across my Twitter: Noah has tweeted. I click on it right away.

'@noahcent: asked a girl for her number and got rejected ☹️💔'

"Aww Noah just got rejected," I say as Lexi is fixing her hair in my mirror.

"Aww Noah," she says and makes a sad face.

I look through his replies, "oh my god his replies are filled with numbers."

"Really?"

I just nod my head and exit out of twitter and open Snapchat, I get off the bed and walk over to Lexi, taking a photo of us and tag it with 'going to Neon's'.

I close the app and toss my phone on the bed and start getting ready. Lexi moves over the bed and grabs my phone.

"So what do you know about your new lover?" Lexi says as she opens the Twitter app.

"Honestly not much, I haven't even stalked his twitter yet. Why?"

"Just curious. Wait he asked for your number?" She says loudly.

"Yeah," I look at her in the mirror, "he automatically said he didn't want it afterwards so I sorta got rejected even though I said he could have it."

"Would you have given it to him?" She looks at me curiously.

"I don't know, maybe."

"Maybe we should find out more about him before we give a random guy your number from the internet."

"Yeah," I bite my lip and walk over to the bed with her. "So what do we know from his twitter?"

"Well he's had it since 2016 and has 10k tweets. He doesn't have a selfie as a display picture but it's a picture of a cat. The cat is cute," she shows me the photo.

"Very cute."

'@heyitsmia: I think your kitty is too cute @browneyedboy 🐱💕'

"Lexi!"

"Yes my love," she giggles.

"Why?"

Blue banner comes up: @browneyedboy replies to you. Lexi clicks it.

'@browneyedboy: Thanks his name is Stuvi, like stew vee.

'@heyitsmia: aww too cute.'

Lexi gets out of the mentions and goes back to his account, "hey you can kinda see his hair in pic."

"Really?"

Lexi nods and shows me the pic again.

"Hmm," I say then look at the time on top of the screen, "we gotta go Lexi it's almost seven."

"Oh crap." She says and closes twitter and looks the phone before handing it to me and we head out to Neon's.

💋💋💋💋💋💋💋💋

Lexi and I come back from Neon's around midnight. We change into our pajamas. We get into my bed, she rolls over and gets comfy as I grab my phone to do my night ritual; Snapchat, instagram, and Twitter.

Nothing too interesting on Snapchat, so I move to Instagram. I go through my feed, liking and commenting on different people's pictures and videos. I start typing in Noah's name in the search bar when I decide I just need to follow him and turn on his notifications so I don't miss anything from him.

He posted a new picture today.

Asked for a girl's number and got reject. Girls are mean.

I aww at the photo and like it. I click follow and turn on all his notifications. I close Instagram and open twitter.

'@heyitsmia: you awake? @browneyedboy'

'@browneyedboy: yeah what's up?'

I bite my bottom lip, looking over at a sleeping Lexi and decide what can it hurt. I click the envelope on my Twitter app and it opens up the direct message.

To: browneyedboy

'213-555-1362'

I hover over the send button then click it. I close the app and hope he understands. I plug in my phone and turn off my lamp.

My phone begins to vibrate as I receive a text.

213-555-0139: hi

Mia: hi

213-555-0139: why did you give me your number?

Mia: I wanna be friends and you said you didn't want it after I said I would give it to you.

213-555-0139: thank you 😊

Mia: I have a question.

213-555-0139: I have an answer 😋

Mia: what's your name? It's not on your Twitter, at least I don't think.

213-555-0139: Jamey

I quickly add him to my contacts; Jamey🐱

Jamey🐱: now I have a question; what's my contact name? 😎

I laugh a little at his question.

Mia: Jamey🐱

Jamey🐱: I like it. Meow.

I laughs a little causing Lexi moves and I freeze. Lexi stops moving and I let out a small sigh.

Mia: 😹

Mia: I should go to sleep. We can talk tomorrow more if you want.

Jamey🐱: sure. Night Mia. 😎

Mia: night Jamey🐱

I close iMessage and set my phone down on my side table, I cuddle the blankets and falls asleep.

A/N if you want to read this on Wattpad or ao3 links are in my bio. I post there faster than I do here.

[wayfiind-a-blog]

☾ - Being found shirtless (This one oughta' be good..)

@telluriis // accepting !! ( i h8 u & so does aqua lmfao )

Okay so I couldn’t pick a verse to have Aqua react to this in so have both below the cut lmao

“ Hey, Terra, have you seen – OH GOD ! ”

Mortification swept through Aqua fast and furious, turning her face from her normal light complexion to bright crimson within seconds. Of course there had been numerous times over the course of their friendship where Aqua had seen Terra without his shirt, but there was something about the context of her casually entering his room like this that made it different from usual. Clapping her hand over her eyes, she whirled around to face the doorway.

“ SORRY, SORRY !! I just - I was looking for those old sparring dummies we used to have set up, I think a few of them need repairs. I can go look myself though ! ”

MODERN:

Aqua had never liked the idea that she might be a burden on Eraqus and Terra after everything that happened. To this effort, she had taken to doing as many of the chores and household tasks as she could, and this often included laundry ( especially after the time Terra tried to do it and a majority of Eraqus’ dress shirts had become new colors ). The habit had followed them to their current lodgings, and today in particular just so happened to be laundry day, yet Terra’s basket was nowhere to be seen.

“ Hey Terra ? ” Several raps on his bedroom door followed, but only silence answered her. Frowning, she grasped the handle and began to open the door when it gave way. “ I’m starting the laundry, do you have anyth- “

She stopped, shocked, for a few moments in the doorway. She probably should have realized that he hadn’t answered for a reason – since he was currently occupied with gathering up the exact basket she was looking for. But why the hell was he shirtless ?!

“ ACK ! Terra wh-why didn’t you say anything when I knocked the first time ? ” It’s only belatedly that she realizes she’s taken no action to move or look away, instead glaring at him while red in the face. “ I-I’ll, um,” she cleared her throat and this time her eyes did slide sideways as her embarrassment settled in, “ I’ll take those, I’m doing the darks first anyway. ”

[bvrtram]

NICO MIRALLEGRO —— well, if it isn’t BERTRAM AUBREY, the HUFFLEPUFF superstar. for those of you who don’t know HIM, you can spot them sitting with the other SEVENTH years. most people think that they’re CANDID and RESILIENT, but they can also seem pretty SELF-RIGHTEOUS and PESSIMISTIC. sometimes people call them the PEDANT. sure, they’re a MUGGLEBORN, but that doesn’t define them.

this intro is gonna be messy as fuck im warning you already

he’s got a pinterest board but it doesnt have much on it yet 

wow. what an asshole.

ok so the only canon thing known about bertram is that james & sirius hexed his head to grow to twice its usual size and i think that’s so fucking funny

can u say chip on his shoulder? legally blonde style? was born to a father who dropped out of high school and now works in construction and a mother who wanted to become a teacher but left that dream behind when she unexpectedly became pregnant with bertram when she was 19. bertram’s parents did love him but they really never had a lot growing up and it caused a significant amount of stress on the fam

so obviously they were like all super shocked when bertram was magic and was approached to come to hogwarts and shit especially cause like neither of his parents had gone to university or anything ? so bertram vowed not to fuck up this chance

has a little sister who he’s hella protective over

his parents divorced a couple years ago and even though it was a long time coming he’s still like .... very salty about it 

he’s like ..... percy weasley mixed with ron swanson and uhhh lil bit of xander harris 

people are always surprised he’s not in ravenclaw cause he’s smart af and works hard af to get good grades af lmao and then they’re always more surprised he’s in hufflepuff especially since he’s uh... how do u say...... a bit of a DICK 

but his values are very hufflepuff. he values honesty and fairness and hard work

has very high standards. for everyone. will judge the fuck out of you if you don’t meet those standards. like if you slack even a little bit ? get ready for bertram to be pompous as fuck and go on some self-important condescending lecture. i h8 him

very practical, very down to earth. has no time for fairytale stories or puppy love or really anything that doesn’t have a useful application in the real world. 

he’s like weird cause he’s pessimistic in that he doesn’t believe people will naturally do the right thing but like, he believes that they should and they can. like he doesn’t expect much out of people but still holds them to high standards

he doesn’t lie. like. he doesn’t. for one thing he couldn’t if he tried, but he also values honesty like a ridiculous amount and can often be very blunt while sticking to these values

you know that gifset of like prince charming chris pine from into the woods where he’s like “i was raised to be charming not sincere”? it’s the opposite for bertram. sincere not charming. sorry folks he’s nobody’s prince charming

like he’s an asshole but u gotta give him credit, he sticks to what he believes and he’s not afraid to share those beliefs. it’s gotten him in a sticky spot quite a few times but he’s also very clever with his words and can often talk himself out of it which is good cause he can’t fight for shit. someone kick his ass please

i don’t have words for how self-righteous he is ok i know i talked about this a bit already but i need you guys to know he’s a pompous self-righteous asshole. like you’ll see his good qualities and then be like “oh maybe he’s not that bad” but then he also sees his good qualities and points them out to u and ur like shut up bertram

doesn’t apologize easily but when he does he means it. like if you’ve ever had bertram apologize to you it’s so funny he gets so solemn about it 

you know that john mulaney bit where he’s like “get out of here with your facts. you’re like the kid at the sleepover who after midnight is like ‘it’s tomorrow now’. get the fuck out of here with your technicalities. just cause you’re accurate does not mean you’re interesting. like hey why don’t you get your sleeping bag and GET OUT OF MY HOUSE. take your goddamn epipen and gET OUT OF MY HOUSE” 

thats bertram. he’s the kid at the sleepover

but if you need help, he’ll give it to you. he might be annoying and condescending about it but he’ll be there for you whenever you need him. and he’s so so so loyal to those who are close with him 

like, he’s a good guy, deep down. deep deep down. he values fairness and honesty so even if he has the chance to have an advantage that might be considered unfair he won’t take it, and idk he’ll stick his neck out for people who are struggling 

and he’s faced a fair amount of shit in his life for idk being the way he is and also for being a muggleborn but he just shrugs it off and keeps going

i love him. but i hate him. someone take the stick out of his ass. or just kick his ass, that works too

um anyways plot with him

[hwiyyoung]

THIS IS SO LATE but I have about 1.1k followers right now and I’m just ???? ???? literally overwhelmed ahhhhh - to everyone: thank you all so much; these past 3.5 months on tumblr have been so fun and everyone i’ve interacted with has been so supportive and amazing. for all of you who have followed me, liked/reblogged my posts, or just even looked at my content - thank you so much. I love you. ♡

this blog is such a multifandom trashbin and whether you followed me because of sf9 or any other of the 230948329950 groups I post about, just know that YOU’RE AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU and I do notice followers that regularly like/reblog my stuff and scream in the tags :’) you guys are the best and if you ever want to talk I’m always here for you.

this is going to be super long (sorry about that) but I’m starting off with personal love letters:

@051db ASH DID YOU KNOW THAT I CONSIDER YOU MY FIRST TUMBLR FRIEND EVER??? you were the first one to reblog my things and put my name in your tags and it just made me SO HAPPY that you took the time to find my name and associate with my url and basically I LOVE YOU. i also love love love your blog so much and i check up on it every so often and the aesthetic always makes me so happy to see ♡ anyway I always get super happy when I see your url or your name in the gc asldkjdg;l I LOVE YOU SO SO MUCH AHHH

@velvetjjks KRYS ! ! ! ! you were also one my first ever tumblr friends and i want to thank you for being an amazing admin for fantasy9network and fantasy9nation!!! i know you're a smol bean but you've accomplished so much and i love you so so so much! i love your love for jungkook and basically all your posts make me super happy whenever I see them (which isn’t that frequently because time zones rip).  i hope you're always healthy and happy and that sf9 goes to malaysia and you can see them!!! taeyang loves you!!!! (ALSO THANKS FOR ALL THE INFO YOU GAVE ME ABOUT SG CAN’T WAIT TO BE IN THE SAME TIME ZONE AS YOU THIS SUMMER ASLJKDKS)

@baejacob aka @ihsoh​ JACKIE!!!! um ok i love you so so so much. every single one of our interactions makes my heart burst with happiness - every!! single!! one!! you're literally the sweetest person ever and i love how i can scream about kevin to you for hours on end and you'll scream back and we just have this amazing fangirl bond and I hope you’re doing well at school!!! I love you and I hope you have a great day!!!! ♡♡♡

@himeaegyo KAREN YOU ARE SO TALENTED OMFG TEACH ME YOUR WAYS. i always get super happy when i see you on my dash like literally everything you post is A+ material. thank you for tagging me in all of the tag games posts - i feel like i know you really well just by reading through your answers on those posts! anyway i'm glad we got closer after i got into stray kids and popped up into your messages screaming about them sadlkkladjfs I HOPE YOU’RE DOING WELL ♡ *gives you a big virtual hug*

@amohyunwoo aka @rowoonst yoelin yoelin yoelin~ uhh so i think #mulletcourse really brought us closer together and i'm very thankful that it happened.  the group chat is 10000000x more wild with you in it and i love it so much.  there have been so many times where i've literally laughed out loud because of something you've said and so i want to thank you for being such a bright person in my life :(((( it always makes me happy to see you on my dash! YOU’RE THE BEST ILY

@baek-juho aka @knkz​ hi danielle i just want to say even though you don't admit you're a zuhoe and even though you're anti-mullet i still love you and i admire all of your gifs!! I hope sf9 comes to England one day so they realize how amazing their fans there are :’) ♡

@jaevoon uh liz just so we're clear this isn't a love letter. it's a h8 letter. anyway thanks for being a fan of my work and participating in hellovoon war with me (you lost btw). you’re sometimes cool i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ anyway...sf9 aren’t furries!!! and when’s our fanfic going to get written again?

@hotswaggerzuho CANDACE MY FELLOW HWI LOVER sorry about his face in the header; i know you’ll have to text your friend swag now :’) anyway ILYSM and sometimes when I’m in a bad mood I just go through your animal tags on your blog and my mood gets 100000x better so thank you thank you ♡

@jooheonni hi lissa i know we don't talk that much but i want to tell you i love you and thank you for always being so level-headed in the fantasy9network gc and dealing with people (mostly yoelin and me) screaming our heads off about mullets.  your blog is really cool (i love all of your gifs pls teach me your ways) AND SO ARE YOU! I hope you have a good day~ love you! ♡

@miniwaves waverly!!! tbh every time i see you on my dash i just think “aw waverly so smol and cute” LOL anyway you're a really soft stan which i admire and love and thank you for indulging me with your love for yang yang that one time (have you watched love o2o yet?) anyway i hope you have a great day!!! 

@yngbin Gillian!!! I’m glad you started making content for sf9 and literally everything you make is GOLD. I’m glad we’re starting to talk more and I hope we get to know each other better in the future!! Thank you for following me and I hope you have a great day!! I LOVE YOU!

@bestfluteninja hi hannah i just wanted to thank you for being the first person to come to me not on anon to ask for sf9 recs - i always love helping you and when we talk it makes me happy! your text posts are so funny and literally give me life - you’re awesome and I love you!!

@shutupxiumin aka @kangchanhoe hey g i just wanted to thank you for being one of the first people to tag me in tag games you're the best and i love both your blogs (that I follow) so much ♡ I hope you have a good day & I love you!!!!!

@hyunjinh aka @byeongkwn jas you're a really cute soft stan and i really admire your love for a.c.e and stray kids and both of your blogs are so freaking aesthetic i sometimes literally just go onto your blogs on my desktop and just stare at your different pages lmaooo anyway even though we don't talk too much i love you a lot and I hope you have a great day!!!!!

@felox-the-great asldkjgal caitlin ily and if I hit a milestone on my sk blogs I’ll definitely write more for you than this but basically i hope you get to go to an sf9 fansign one day and rowoon remembers you as the girl with crutches ;) love you lots ♡♡♡

@jeongn Nicolle this paragraph is essentially just fanmail. You’re literally the most talented person on this website.  When I’m low on inspiration, I go through your gfx tag and somehow I always get inspired.  I’m so mad that I didn’t start following you until after I got into stray kids because you deserve all the followers in the world!!!!!! literally all your content is A++++ (even things that you say aren’t ARE)!!! anyway I hope we can talk more in the future because I am literally such a big fan of you omg asalkdjgs

@javajaeyoon ok alex so I have a confession i think i've been following you since 2016 or maybe even earlier idk (but on my other blog that i never posted anything on ajsldgkjd) and so when you started following me here i literally fangirled so hard!! anyway i really love all your content ok i hope you have a nice day!!

@war-of-hormoan hi ramsey even though we've been mutuals for a while we still haven't talked much and i'm really sorry about that but anyway i just wanted to say that i love your blog a lot and thank you for reblogging my work i always get excited when i see you in my notifications :((( and thank you for sending me those svt fancams that one time!! i really like how you've gotten into girl groups because i always need more girl group posts on my dash~~ anyway I LOVE YOUR WRITING AND I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY!

@younggbin rach i just wanted to thank you for being such a great admin of neweraboygroups (i know i've spammed the tag a lot on certain occasions from my stray kids blog LOL) and also we should definitely talk more!!! whenever you do tag games you seem so interesting and cool :((((( anyway i love you and i hope you have a great day!!

@taenyang leanne~~~ i started following you because of your tags LOL but i just wanted to say that you're hILARIOUS and literally sometimes when i'm sad i just go through your blog and smile at everything on it.  you're so fun and i love you a lot i hope we can talk more in the future!!

@taechimseok hi joyce i know we've never really talked buttttt i just wanted to take this moment to say i love your work and your blog like literally everything you post is gold and i was really happy when i found out we were mutuals (didn't realize that taechimseok was a sideblog at first lol) anyway i hope you have a great day!!!

@zhengtng mare thank you for always blessing my dash with good idol producer content and in general with good content I really admire your love for rowoon and your ability to remember so many ip names asdlfkajg I hope we get to talk more in the future and I hope you have a good day!! love you! ♡

@peacheseok @changbeanie (ruby ily and you’ll get a paragraph if i hit a milestone on my sk blog aslkdjlfds) @lee-hoe-taek @pororowoon @snoqlax @sunnietora @walnut-kyun @youzhangjing @lykimlip​ @one-jisung​ @zuho-bby​​ @haknyeons​ @jungwoocas​ (aka @pixietaeyong​) @fanta-ceo​ @kimseongs​ @llynnfics​ - thank you all for talking to me/tagging me in things/interacting with me in some way that made me happy i love you all ♡

@meatmeinthemiddle-mark @straycuties @changbln @dysfancional-straykids @stray-bi-kids @kangchanie @realnct @jeonginsyang @strayboys​ @06pray​ @twelveboyz @kinosmile @hyungtop @superdoveh @meth-seyers @sunnmo-on @eunhaswifey @incorrectsensation @baekhyunnjebunny @sweetyoungbin @curlydawon @fantasywicked @taeyamg @cutieyoungbin @roweun @99hwis @incorrect-sf9 @sf9bin​ (aka @xkaihao​) @tyangie @welcometochanskitchen​ - I don’t know you all as well but thank you for following me and I hope we get closer in the future!! ♡ (also all of y’all stray kids blogs TELL ME WHY YOU’RE FOLLOWING THIS BLOG LIKE DO YOU LIKE SF9?? WHO’S YOUR BIAS I’M SO CURIOUS LMAO)

to my anons if you’re reading this :’) - emma!, secret valentine, ♡ anon (you’re probs already tagged in this?), anyone who has asked for sf9 blog recs & anyone who has sent me asks on anon - thanks for talking to me; answering asks always makes me really happy! I LOVE YOU!

[chittaphonsai]

tagged by @dongsookies !!

hey hi sofia im arianne and i like using the brown crayon :// its not useless :/// like when u draw trees :// u need the brown crayon :// pls add facts to support ur statements :///  jk dont fite me; ur rlly cute i lowkey luf u thanks for tagging me !! 💌🌹💫🌙✨ 

rules: complete the survey and say who tagged you in the beginning. when you are finished you have to tag people to do this survey. have fun and enjoy!! 

1. are you named after someone? 

um,,,,,, not someone,,, but like,,,, a rocketship lmao, but true 

2. when was the last time you cried? 

literally yesterday iM SORRY during pe we were doing sprints i h8 sPORT and i ran 400m and was like fml aND THEN the teacher was like ok we have time for u to run 800m and i was like bs i just ran im not doin in again but bein the good student i am i was like yolo (lmao, im not sorry) and ran the 800m legit 5mins after running 400m and during like the last lap i started crying woop 

 3. do you like your handwriting? 

 its alrite :/// 

 4. what is your favorite lunch to eat? 

i lov to eat everything but ill let u want i dont like - sandwiches and tomatoes :///  

5. do you have kids?

um,,,, the dream boys my smol sons ¿? nope im like 7 (disclaimer: im not actually 7 lmao)

6. if you were another person, would you be friends with you? 

i h8 myself so like no ¿? jk im rlly fun LMAO I HOPE SO so i probably would tbh

7. do you use sarcasm? 

too often; i reply with sarcasm at sarcasm so people think im bein serious woop 

8. do you still have your tonsils? 

mhm 

9. would you bungee jump? 

id like to say i would,,,, but probably not lol 

10. what is your favorite kind of cereal? 

cocoa pop or crunchy nut :))) 

11. do you untie your shoes when you take them off? 

most of the time yep bc i tie my shoes rlly tight lol 

12. do you think you’re a strong person? 

physically - no, emotionally - nOPE LMAO 

13. what is your favorite ice cream flavour? 

mango sorbet and baskin robin’s pink lemonade 😩👌🏼💦👅 i like sour flavours woop but if they dont have those i usually get chocolate chip cookie dough 

14. what is the first thing you notice about people? 

the shape of their face (lol does that sound creepy???) and also their voice and the way they act nd speak lmao

15. red or pink? 

i lov wearing red and i lov just lookin at different shades of pink (it’s a soft colour, it makes me soft :’)))

16. what is the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself? 

probably the shape of my face, its rlly round lol 

17. what color pants and shoes are you wearing now? 

im wearing denim shorts and maroon converse my parents forced me outside bc they wanted to catch the new pokemon :/// (update: bad idea; i have 2 huge mosquito bites now rip)

18. what was the last thing you ate? 

mango !! ( ok but why are mangoes so expensive here :// ) 

19. what are you listening to right now? 

a supplementary story : you never walk alone - bts 

20. if you were a crayon, what color would you be? 

idk maybe yellow ????? bc everyone knows theres yellow but they dont rlly use it except for colouring the sun or smth bc u cant rlly see it on white paper; like its acknowledged but ignored and i can relate to it on a spiritual level crayon philosophy w arianne, wHY AM I LIKE THIS LMAOAOAO

21. favorite smell? 

i lov fruity scents and atm i lov the pink grapefruit mist from body shop it smells so nice agsgsjsksk 

22. who was the last person you spoke to on the phone? 

my mum 

23. favorite sport to watch? 

 ,,,,,,sport ¿? 

24. hair colour? 

vvvvvvv dark brown 

25. eye colour? 

vvvvvvv dark brown 

26. do you wear contacts? 

i dont wear contacts but i do wear glasses 

27. favorite food to eat?

noodles w soup especially when its cold :’)))

28. scary movies or comedy?

romantic comedies :)))

29. last movie you watched? 

hyung; the one kyungsoo is in,,,,, its sO ANGSTY OHMYGAOAD

30. what color of shirt are you wearing?

its red and has tiny birds on it lol

31. summer or winter? 

winter !!! I HATE SUMMER with a firey passion lol get it bc its hot ;^)) australian summers are so sdkjhaskdjh and i have no air conditioning rip

32. hugs or kisses? 

hugs :’))) ♡

33. what book are you currently reading?

i used to read alot of real books but now i dont lmao but the last real book i read was love charms and other disasters by kimberly karalius and i loved it !!

34. who do you miss right now?

tEN WHERE ARE U

35. what is on your mouse pad? 

i dont have one woop

36. what is the last tv program you watched?

i was catching up on mkr (i love cooking reality shows lmao) but i also rewatched some of married at first sight (bc aw¿ some of the couples are rlly cute but i live for drama bYE) i usually dont watch actual tv shows lol

37. what is the best sound?

keyboards typing or like rain if the first one was a too weird lmao

38. rolling stones or the beatles? 

im not a fan of either,,,,,,,,

39. what is the furthest you have ever traveled?

australia to singapore to philippines to hongkong - alot of connecting flights but it was funnn !!

40. do you have a special talent? 

leaving an assignment till the last day then spending the whole night before doing all of it w/ minimal emotional breakdowns lmao woops but in all honestly im also pretty good at pen twirling spinning ?? :)))

41. where were you born? 

i was born in the philippines, but i live in australia woop 

42. people you expect to participate in this?

@ncshi, @itshaechan, @yutasings, @omfgten only if u want to~ :) ♡

i ramble too much and this is a good example of that fact woops

[zrtranscripts]

Radio Abel, Season Two

Part 6 of 6

The clips collected in this section do not have a set chronological order. For the sake of spoiler prevention, further details about the contents of this post are under the cut:

This post includes the Run of the Day clips, “The Ablers” series, the “Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear” series, and the Top Five countdown, in addition to some miscellaneous clips

[JACK HOLDEN sings a rock tune]

EUGENE WOODS: What... what are you doing?

JACK HOLDEN: Uh, nothing. [imitates guitar] That song's just really stuck in my head, that's all. [imitates guitar]

EUGENE WOODS: But that's not what we just played.

JACK HOLDEN: I know!

EUGENE WOODS: You are so weird.

JACK HOLDEN: I know. [imitates guitar]

Note: the following clip contains spoilers for S2M5, "Top 40"

EUGENE WOODS and JACK HOLDEN: [singing] Come on and text me up, whoa-oo-oo-oo-oo-oh.

JACK HOLDEN: [sings] You got my number, I want your I.L.U.!

EUGENE WOODS: [sings] Text me up, tell me your love is true!

EUGENE WOODS and JACK HOLDEN: [singing] Don't have to speak, don't have to phone. Text me and tell me you're mine alone. Come on and text me up, whoa-oo-oo-oo-oo-oh. Come on and text me up, whoa-oo-oo-oo-oo-oh.

EUGENE WOODS: Ugh, why won't that song leave us alone?

JACK HOLDEN: It's so damn catchy! I want it out of my head!

EUGENE WOODS: Quick, stick something else on, try and knock it loose.

JACK HOLDEN: Good idea.

EUGENE WOODS: Let's see... bishop to C4

JACK HOLDEN: Nice.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Mm. Good move, good... good move, if you like being chess idiot!

JACK HOLDEN: Bring it, Cheeseman. Bring it!

ZOE CRICK: What about - ?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Hmm, yeah. Yeah, that might work. [laughs] King to H8. Suck it!

JACK HOLDEN: Ooh, getting all feisty, are you, Phil?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Don't get scared, Jacky boy. It's just the trademark Cheeseman thunder coming.

JACK HOLDEN: You talk better than you play, old man. [whispers] Gene, try that.

EUGENE WOODS: No, that's not going to work.

JACK HOLDEN: No, it is. Trust me, just -

EUGENE WOODS: Fine!

JACK HOLDEN: Look!

EUGENE WOODS: Oh. Oh, yeah. Queen to F4.

JACK HOLDEN: And that is how we do that.

EUGENE WOODS: Bada-bing, bada-boom! Chessed!

ZOE CRICK: Damn! Nice game.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: No, no, wait. We can -

ZOE CRICK: It's over, Phil. Well-played, guys.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Good game, Eugene.

EUGENE WOODS: Thanks, Phil. Well-played. [JACK HOLDEN clears throat] Oh. [laughs] Jack spotted the winner.

JACK HOLDEN: Aw, shucks, it was nothing.

ZOE CRICK: Hey, Jack, didn't you have a song you wanted to play me?

JACK HOLDEN: Oh, yeah! Yeah, here we go.

JACK HOLDEN: Right, listeners. Welcome back. What's up next, Gene?

EUGENE WOODS: Uh, you know, I'm not sure. Uh, why don't you check the schedule?

JACK HOLDEN: Wait, we have a schedule?

EUGENE WOODS: Yeah. I think it's uh, I think it's under this pile of socks.

JACK HOLDEN: Are you sure? Wouldn't it be in the in-tray? Well, the in-pile? Mound? Heap?

EUGENE WOODS: No, no, I'm pretty sure it's - just look under the socks, would you?

JACK HOLDEN: All right, grumpy pants. Give me a second. Hey, what's - ?

EUGENE WOODS: Do you like it?

JACK HOLDEN: What's this?

EUGENE WOODS: Well, you know, since you broke W.G. -

JACK HOLDEN: Gene, this is...

EUGENE WOODS: I've had the runners keeping an eye out, and Twenty-One picked this up the other day. Is it... is it okay?

JACK HOLDEN: It's perfect. Perfect!

EUGENE WOODS: W.G. the Second.

JACK HOLDEN: No, no, no. No, it will be Sir Geoffrey.

EUGENE WOODS: That's another reference I don't get, isn't it?

JACK HOLDEN: Of course. It'd be no fun if you understood me.

EUGENE WOODS: Sometimes I wonder why I bother trying.

JACK HOLDEN: Okay Eugene, how about we start the rundown?

EUGENE WOODS: Yeah, seems as good a time as any.

JACK HOLDEN: The – [laughs] the "run"down?

EUGENE WOODS: Very good.

JACK HOLDEN: Because it's all about the best runs.

EUGENE WOODS: I get it. Very nice pun.

JACK HOLDEN: Don't you mean "run"?

EUGENE WOODS: So guys, we're celebrating all the hard work our runners do by taking a look at the best runs as and when they happen.

JACK HOLDEN: And today we've got a little piece of tactical genius from Runner Nineteen.

EUGENE WOODS: That's Atwood Macmullin Boyd, for those of you who aren't lucky enough to know the man personally.

JACK HOLDEN: Right. So, this took place this morning on a fuel run out to the motorway. Talk us through it, Eugene.

EUGENE WOODS: My pleasure. Now, this starts out as your standard fuel run. A couple of cannisters, some hose to drain the cars. Nothing but open road and a couple of distant shamblers to slow our man Nineteen down.

JACK HOLDEN: Until -

EUGENE WOODS: Until a bus full of previously undisturbed zoms bursts open and floods the road with the dead.

JACK HOLDEN: Everyone's worst nightmare: an unexpected swarm right between them and home.

EUGENE WOODS: Exactly. But our man Atwood is not one to panic or lose his head. No. Instead, he takes a look around him, spots a car with all four tires still intact, pops the handbrake and sets that thing rolling down towards the swarm.

JACK HOLDEN: Instant zombie roadkill.

EUGENE WOODS: And it doesn't end there! Knowing he couldn't possibly hit them all in one go, he's tossed his noisemaker into the passenger seat and turned it on. That made sure the remaining zoms were distracted long enough for him to climb onto the roof of the bus, sneak around the back of them, and make his escape back to Abel.

JACK HOLDEN: What a hero!

EUGENE WOODS: That's our man.

JACK HOLDEN: Only...

EUGENE WOODS: What?

JACK HOLDEN: Well, wasn't Janine super annoyed that he'd lost a noisemaker?

EUGENE WOODS: Uh, yeah. Apparently, she chewed him out for around 20 minutes about "properly respecting the technology which he had been issued." But then the Major reminded her that a runner and six full cans of fuel were less easy to replace than an old smoke alarm, and so she backed off.

JACK HOLDEN: Fair point. Still, wouldn't have liked to be him for those 20 minutes.

EUGENE WOODS: No. But here's a song for you, Atwood, in the hope that it'll wipe the experience from your mind.

JACK HOLDEN: And it's that time again, guys, for the run of the day. What have we got today, Gene?

EUGENE WOODS: Well, this is more of an entry for the blooper reel than anything else, to be honest with you, Jack.

JACK HOLDEN: Oh no. No, Simon didn't do a supply run naked again, did he?

EUGENE WOODS: No, thankfully. You know what the Major did last time he insisted on uh, showing off his glutes?

JACK HOLDEN: Yeesh, yeah. Three days without clothing must have been pretty nippy.

EUGENE WOODS: He certainly looked cold.

JACK HOLDEN: [clears throat] So uh, not another streaking incident?

EUGENE WOODS: No. This little incident occurred when Runners Four and Eighteen were both out on separate missions.

JACK HOLDEN: Right, right. Eighteen was out checking cameras -

EUGENE WOODS: - and Jody was grabbing firewood, right? Now, as you probably know, Mister Miles -

JACK HOLDEN: Justin Miles, Runner Eighteen.

EUGENE WOODS: Right. Now, Justin's a stealthy man, as you probably know, which is why he's sent out to the cameras and other high-risk areas.

JACK HOLDEN: I can see where this is going.

EUGENE WOODS: And a lot of the cameras are in rather... wild?

JACK HOLDEN: Muddy?

EUGENE WOODS: Messy places. So when Justin comes out of the trees just as Jody's on her way back to the gates -

JACK HOLDEN: - he must have looked a right state.

EUGENE WOODS: Yeah. And Jody's just escaped a pack of sprinters out in the woods, so she sees Justin running towards her covered in mud and scratches from the bushes -

JACK HOLDEN: Oh God!

EUGENE WOODS: Yeah. She swings for him with this huge log she's carrying -

JACK HOLDEN: Yeesh!

EUGENE WOODS: Luckily, his reaction time's better than a zom's, so he ducks at the last moment and manages to avoid a busted face.

JACK HOLDEN: Thank God.

EUGENE WOODS: Exactly. I think Jody's agreed to give him her laundry ticket for this week as an apology.

JACK HOLDEN: So all's well that ends well, I guess. Justin gets some clean socks, and Jody, uh...

EUGENE WOODS: Jody gets this song.

JACK HOLDEN: Yeah.

EUGENE WOODS: To remind her to stop feeling guilty about it. Jody, it wasn't your fault.

JACK HOLDEN: And Justin, maybe less running directly at people the next time you look like you've been dragged through the hedge backwards, yeah? Enjoy this one, guys.

EUGENE WOODS: All right! Now, it's time for another run of the day, and today it's something pretty special.

JACK HOLDEN: I really couldn't believe this when I heard it.

EUGENE WOODS: I suppose, with the number of runs we send people out on and the laws of chance, it had to happen at least once, right?

JACK HOLDEN: I don't know. I can't believe this is just chance, though. Maybe it's a sign.

EUGENE WOODS: Come on, you can't really... wait, we should explain what's happening here.

JACK HOLDEN: Oh, oh yeah. Um, right. So, listeners, Runner Twenty-One's just returned from the old pharmacy -  

EUGENE WOODS: - out to get some antibiotics and so on.

JACK HOLDEN: Right, and... no, you won't believe this. The whole time he was out – that's four hours! - He didn't see a single zom.

EUGENE WOODS: Not a one.

JACK HOLDEN: Nothing on the cameras, no visual contact, not even a murmur on the breeze.

EUGENE WOODS: Incredible, right?

JACK HOLDEN: Now obviously, we're not saying that there are no more zoms.

EUGENE WOODS: Obviously not.

JACK HOLDEN: Just that for this one blissful, perfect, four hour period, Mister Erik Englert managed to run from here to the pharmacy and back again without seeing a single one.

EUGENE WOODS: The perfect run. Man, remember when you could just run for fun?

JACK HOLDEN: Well, maybe you could run just for fun. It was always torture for me.

EUGENE WOODS: But not for Erik. At least not today.

JACK HOLDEN: Not today. Erik, this song's for you.

[RADIO CABEL sings "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear" theme tune]

EUGENE WOODS: And now, Radio Cabel presents the sensational first installment of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Runner Zero, Runner Zero, come in. Do you read me, Runner Zero?

ZOE CRICK: Reading you, Control. What's the 411?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Bad news, I'm afraid, Sally. Seventeen and Twenty-Two have got themselves in a bit of a jam.

[zombies groan]

JACK HOLDEN: We're treed, Sal!

EUGENE WOODS: It's our own fault, Control. We got too greedy, got surrounded.

ZOE CRICK: How many, Twenty-Two?

EUGENE WOODS: A couple of dozen, Control.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Dear God. I haven't seen a swarm that size since Grimthorpe.

ZOE CRICK: We lost a lot of good runners that day, Control. Never again.

JACK HOLDEN: There's something in the trees. It's -

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Sally, there's not a runner on my books who could take on that many zombies after dark and survive!

ZOE CRICK: Lucky I'm not on your books, then.

JACK HOLDEN: Oh God! It's coming back! Hurry, Zero!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Runner Zero, you are not cleared for this mission. This is totally against the rules! They'll take your number for this!

ZOE CRICK: No fear, Control. You know there's only one rule I live by: run faster. Hang tight, boys. I'm coming for you.

[RADIO CABEL sings ominous music]

EUGENE WOODS: Will Runner Zero reach them in time? Will all of our heroes survive the unstoppable onslaught of the undead? What untold evil lurks in the darkness between the trees? Find out next time on "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear"!

EUGENE WOODS: And now we return to the shocking second installment of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

[RADIO CABEL sings "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear" theme tune]

[zombies groan]

ZOE CRICK: I'm approaching the forest now, Control. Seventeen, Twenty-Two, get ready to run.

EUGENE WOODS: Roger that, Zero.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Be careful out there, runners. I don't like these odds.

ZOE CRICK: You know me, Captain. I never made a bet I didn't think I could win.

JACK HOLDEN: But Sal, there's so many! How are you going to distract them all?

ZOE CRICK: I'm going to show them the stars. Tie your laces, boys! It's time to run.

[RADIO CABEL imitate firework explosions]

EUGENE WOODS: Fireworks! Sal, you're a genius! Keep running!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Go, runners! Go! Get out of that forest and come on home!

JACK HOLDEN: You don't have to tell us twice, Control.

[JACK HOLDEN and EUGENE WOODS struggle to get out of trees; something attacks]

EUGENE WOODS: Oh God! What's – what's that?

JACK HOLDEN: No! They're alive! They're alive!

[JACK HOLDEN and EUGENE WOODS shout]

ZOE CRICK: Seventeen, Twenty-Two, report!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Their lines are dead! What the hell is out there?

ZOE CRICK: Only one way to found out, Captain: I'm going in.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Sally, no! It's too dangerous.

ZOE CRICK: All the more reason to get them out of there. Put the kettle on, Control. We'll all be back before you know it.

[RADIO CABEL sings ominous music]

EUGENE WOODS: What will Runner Zero find? Who or what has taken the other runners? Will our hero survive? Find out in the next mind-bending installment of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

EUGENE WOODS: And now, dear listeners, we bring you to the thrilling third installment of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

[RADIO CABEL sings "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear" theme tune]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Runner Zero. Runner Zero, report!

ZOE CRICK: Reading you, Control. I'm heading into the forest now. No sign of the zoms, thankfully, but no sign of Seventeen or Twenty-Two, either.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Um, that noise... any sign of what's making it?

ZOE CRICK: None yet, Control. But I bet my boots on the fact that I'll find it when I find the boys.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: If you find them.

ZOE CRICK: No fear, Control, I'll find them.

[JACK HOLDEN shouts]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Move, Zero! They sound nearby!

ZOE CRICK: I'm coming, Seventeen!

JACK HOLDEN: Well, good, Sally! Help! [chokes]

ZOE CRICK: I see them, Control! Oh! Oh my God!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: What is it? Zero? Zero, report!

ZOE CRICK: It's the trees, Control! They're alive!

[RADIO CABEL sings ominous music]

EUGENE WOODS: Living trees? Undead fiends? What horror will Runner Zero face next? Will she reach the boys in time? Find out as we continue "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

EUGENE WOODS: And now, we rejoin our heroes as they flee for their lives. It's part four of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

[RADIO CABEL sings "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear" theme tune]

EUGENE WOODS: Thanks for the rescue, Sal.

JACK HOLDEN: Yeah. Pretty lucky you were carrying your trademark machete.

ZOE CRICK: It's just like me, Seventeen: fearless, no-nonsense, and sharp as hell.

EUGENE WOODS: And it's really useful for cutting through killer vines when they imprison your fellow runners!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Hate to interrupt the chat, guys, but I could do with a status update, here.

ZOE CRICK: Just trying to escape these sentient killer vines and find our way out of the forest, Control.

JACK HOLDEN: And just how in the heck did trees start thinking for themselves, anyway?

EUGENE WOODS: Uh, speaking of which -

PHIL CHEESEMAN: What? What is it?

ZOE CRICK: Our route's blocked! The forest is – it's knitting itself together!

[RADIO CABEL sings ominous music]

EUGENE WOODS: Escape seems impossible. Our heroes seem doomed. Will they be consumed by the coniferous carnivore? Tune in next time for the thrilling conclusion of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

EUGENE WOODS: Up next, we are proud to bring you the thrilling, the chilling, the fear-instilling final part of "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear."

[RADIO CABEL sings "Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear" theme tune]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Runners, report!

ZOE CRICK: Bit of a sticky thicket here, Control. Seems these plants weren't too keen on letting us get away after all.

EUGENE WOODS: The – the thing I can't work out is why they didn't try and grab us when we were up in the trees.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Mike, you're a genius!

JACK HOLDEN: Don't tell him that, Control. It'll go to his head.

EUGENE WOODS: The only thing that's going to my head is blood! These damn things have me hanging upside down!

ZOE CRICK: What are you thinking, Control?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: The zoms, Zero! The trees must be repelled by them! Maybe some auto- autono- [out of character] autonomic pheromonal response. [in character] Autonomic pheromonal response to the zombies' less – [out of character] oh dear God - [in character] lessened biorhythmic signature. Do you still have - do you still have a noisemaker?

ZOE CRICK: [laughs out of character] [in character] Uh, it's in my pack, but I can't – I can't reach it!

JACK HOLDEN: I think – I think I might be able to -

[PHIL CHEESEMAN hits ZOE CRICK]

ZOE CRICK: Ow, Phil. Too hard.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: [mutters] Sorry.

JACK HOLDEN: Got it! [imitates noismaker ringing]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Great job, Seventeen.

ZOE CRICK: They're coming!

EUGENE WOODS: The vines, they're retreating!

ZOE CRICK: We're free. Come on boys, let's make like a tree before those zoms catch us.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Good job, Zero. Come on home. The kettle's boiling.

ZOE CRICK: Two sugars today, I think, Control.

[RADIO CABEL sings triumphant music]

EUGENE WOODS: And so, Runner Zero escapes the Forest of Fear, returning once more in triumph to Cain Castle.

JACK HOLDEN: Runner Zero in the Forest of Fear was a Radio Cabel production, written, directed, and produced by Phil Cheeseman, Zoe Crick, Jack Holden, and Eugene Woods.

ZOE CRICK: Control was played by Phil Cheeseman.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Zoe Crick provided the voice of Runner Zero.

EUGENE WOODS: Jack Holden played Runner Seventeen.

JACK HOLDEN: And Eugene Woods appeared as Runner Twenty-Two.

[RADIO CABEL sings Radio Cabel production theme]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: It's time to join our friends over at the De Luca Farm for another episode of "The Ablers," where Lee is having problems with the wheat crop.

[RADIO CABEL sings "The Ablers" theme tune]

ZOE CRICK: Afternoon, Lee. Not having much luck with the wheat, is it? I hope we don't have to start trading with Monton, again. They were charging us three cans of fuel a ton last time, and that's well above the market rate.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Aye, aye. With the recent droughts, though, it's a seller's market, you know? More's the pity for us. I'm not ready to ring any alarm bells yet, but I'm starting to worry we might have a case of take-all on our hands.

[JACK HOLDEN loudly imitates chicken squawking in the background]

EUGENE WOODS: [whispers] Shh, Jack! Jack, too much!

ZOE CRICK: Oh yes, I can see. All the seeds are going white. That's not a good sign, is it?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Not so good, no. But luckily it's only in this patch by the fence. I think we should be able to save the rest if we can get the affected stuff out before the fungus gets its hyphae out and spreads too far.

ZOE CRICK: Better grab a spade, then.

[PHIL CHEESEMAN imitates a doorbell ringing]

JACK HOLDEN: Ah! Hello, Dan. What is it that brings Abel's most beloved operator to the commissary this afternoon? Horlicks, is it?

EUGENE WOODS: Not today, Bob, no. I'm actually after a dab of vinegar.

JACK HOLDEN: Oh, well, you're lucky, I could tell you! I've just had half a bottle in. What is it you're wanting it for?

EUGENE WOODS: Cleaning, I'm afraid. You know me. Someone spilled something on the comms desk, and I'd like to clean it before anything jams or breaks.

JACK HOLDEN: Always taking care of your equipment, eh?

EUGENE WOODS: You take care of it, and it'll take care of you, that's my motto. And vinegar's best for this bit of cleaning.

JACK HOLDEN: Right then! I'll just nip out back to get it for you.

[RADIO CABEL sings "The Ablers" theme tune]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: We return now to the De Luca Farm, where Lee's attempts to save the wheat crop are causing tension.

[RADIO CABEL sings "The Ablers" theme tune]

JACK HOLDEN: Listen, Lee, all I'm trying to say is if you're looking for somewhere new to plant, you need to consider the drainage. Look uphill of me. The makeup of the soil's all wrong. This is all silty clay on shale. The water'll run right through that and the next time it rains, you'll have to go fishing your dinner out of the river!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: I understand what you're saying, Bob, but the crop has to go somewhere. The soil at the farm's contaminated with take-all now. The only way to fix that for the next season is to plant in a new spot and put something else where the wheat is!

JACK HOLDEN: Right, but what about over there by the eastern fence? There's an empty patch over there now they've condemned the shed after Pete fell off it onto Bess's prize cow, and the soil over there is all loamy. Perfect water retention!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: You make a good point, Bob, but I'm worried about the mineral balance over there. Ground's been leached with the thawing of the winter frost. It's just too nitrogen poor.

JACK HOLDEN: Surely you can solve that with some fertilizer.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Oh, don't give me that again! We don't have any appropriate fertilizer.

[PHIL CHEESEMAN imitates doorbell ringing]

ZOE CRICK: Oh! Hello, Dan. Are you looking for Bob? He's out in the field, arguing with Lee again.

EUGENE WOODS: Oh no, what is it this time? Not a replay of last month, is it?

ZOE CRICK: The cricket thing? No, no. Bob can see that it probably was unlikely that he'd seen Jimmy Anderson on his way out of London, given that they were defending the Ashes in Australia at the time of the outbreak. It's the first time I've ever heard him admit he was wrong!

EUGENE WOODS: Oh well, that's good at least. And will you be going up to Janine's for the book club later?

ZOE CRICK: Oh yes. You know me. Can't get enough, can I?

EUGENE WOODS: And what's the book this time?

ZOE CRICK: The first half of Great Expectations. The second half's missing, but Janine's going to fill us in on what happens before we start our discussion.

EUGENE WOODS: Well, that'll be nice.

ZOE CRICK: I’m sure it will. Anyway, what can I get for you?

EUGENE WOODS: Just some Horlicks for today, Poppy, if you got any.

ZOE CRICK: One second. I'll just have to pop out back to check.

[RADIO CABEL sings "The Ablers" theme tune]

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Now let's check back in with our pals over at De Luca Farm, where Poppy's niece, Rosie, has been feeling a bit under the weather.

[RADIO CABEL sings "The Ablers" theme tune]

EUGENE WOODS: Morning, Poppy. Just thought I'd stick my head in to see how your Rosie's getting on.

ZOE CRICK: Not so well I'm afraid, Dan. Looks like she's coming down with the flu.

EUGENE WOODS: Oh, that's a shame. Well, at least Marlene has just had some more medicine through.

ZOE CRICK: Yes, she's about to bring some around now.

EUGENE WOODS: Ah well, that's... that's... oh, sorry. Guys, I just, I can't do this. This is so boring.

[PHIL CHEESEMAN gasps]

JACK HOLDEN: Gene!

EUGENE WOODS: What? I know this is supposed to be some beloved British classic or something, but I'm sorry, I just don't get it at all.

JACK HOLDEN: A lot of people love The Archers, Gene.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Myself among them. Oh, to curl up in a big chair on a Sunday for the omnibus. It's a slice of life! Like uh, a home comfort. Like hot soup made by your mom or something. It's a restorative.

ZOE CRICK: God, Phil, it's a radio show, not a religious experience.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Speak for yourself. And now it's all ruined.

EUGENE WOODS: It was ruined when we started, if you ask me.

ZOE CRICK: Hear, hear.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Oh, now you -

JACK HOLDEN: Look, listen. Why don't we... why don't we just take a bit of a break from the whole Archers thing and come back to it later maybe?

EUGENE WOODS: Sounds good to me.

ZOE CRICK: Yup. I could do with a day without fertilizer or farming equipment.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: If we must.

JACK HOLDEN: Great! Then, listeners, we'll have a song, and then we'll be back with something completely different.

ZOE CRICK: All right. And now you all know what time it is.

JACK HOLDEN: It's time for -

ALL FOUR: [singing] The Radio Cabel Top Five! [laughing]

ZOE CRICK: The post-apocalypse's longest-running and indeed only chart show.

EUGENE WOODS: Bringing you all the latest and greatest hits every week.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: And at number five -

EUGENE WOODS: This is a new entry from a band that started life as the Raging Piranhas.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Something you might not know about these guys is that they were once banned from using the word "pickle" on-stage.

ZOE CRICK: Some people just don't know when to stop.

JACK HOLDEN: And here they are, refusing to stop, in at number five -

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Hello, ci-ti-zens. I mean, Cablers. You're back with us for the Radio Cabel Top Five.

EUGENE WOODS: Don't touch that dial, guys!

ZOE CRICK: However tempted you might be.

EUGENE WOODS: You're going to want to stay right here as we count down to this week's number one.

JACK HOLDEN: And up next, we've got a stubborn little number that's been in the top five for over 400 weeks!

EUGENE WOODS: It certainly seems to be on track to beat the record for the longest stint in the top five.

JACK HOLDEN: Let's hope so. Phil, what was the previous record?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Oh, let me check. Uh, 672 weeks.

JACK HOLDEN: Wow. Nearly there, then.

ZOE CRICK: And here it is, for its 403rd time at the number four slot -

EUGENE WOODS: Take it away!

JACK HOLDEN: Kapow! Let's keep this party going and barrel straight into number three. What can you tell us, Zoe?

ZOE CRICK: Well, Jack, this one's very close to my heart.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Really?

ZOE CRICK: Yeah, absolutely. You see, this track was recorded in my hometown.

EUGENE WOODS: Hey, isn't that also where Isaac Newton was born?

ZOE CRICK: It was. Good knowledge. Him and -

EUGENE WOODS: Kim Kardashian, right?

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Wow, home to so many luminaries.

ZOE CRICK: It's a place that just breathes genius, what can I say?

JACK HOLDEN: Let's have a listen and judge for ourselves, shall we?

EUGENE WOODS: Hit it!

ZOE CRICK: All right, now we're getting close to the top spot, and I've got to tell you, it's been a really close race this week.

PHIL CHEESEMAN: Neck and neck, honestly.

EUGENE WOODS: Our first contender was the cause of some controversy over the past few days when a popular religious group began to protest a perceived undertone of zombie worship in its lyrics.

ZOE CRICK: They say there's no such thing as bad publicity, but that's because they never read the press coverage of Spider-Man: Turn Off The Dark.

[PHIL CHEESEMAN laughs]

JACK HOLDEN: And our second runner's had a meteoric rise from obscurity with its creator being offered a 27 record deal after publishing the lyrics on Rofflenet.

ZOE CRICK: A real Cinderella story, this one. But its loyal following of Rofflenet fans wasn't quite enough to propel it into the top spot, so here it is at number two.

EUGENE WOODS: And here it is, your number one hit of the week!

JACK HOLDEN: It's controversial!

EUGENE WOODS: It's catchy!

PHIL CHEESEMAN: It's the hit tune you just can't stop talking about.

ZOE CRICK: No matter what the priests and politicians might say, it struck a chord with all of you out there in the wild, so everyone give it up for this week's number one!

(the following clip plays when your base morale is greater than 95%)

JACK HOLDEN: Can I do my song?

EUGENE WOODS: [sighs] Do you have to?

JACK HOLDEN: What? It's a morale booster.

EUGENE WOODS: You think?

JACK HOLDEN: Sure it is! Can I do it?

EUGENE WOODS: [sighs] If you must.

JACK HOLDEN: All right. Awesome. So, here it is: "Smiling Because Of You," by Jack Holden. [clears throat] [sings] When you're walking down the street, chances are the people that you meet will be frowning. But if you put a smile upon your face, in every single place that you're found in, the chances are that smile will catch on, and then not before long, the world will be smiling, too. Smiling with you, and smiling because of you!

EUGENE WOODS: Is that it?

JACK HOLDEN: Yeah.

EUGENE WOODS: Right. So listeners, uh, time for a real song.

JACK HOLDEN: Oi!

[waffletoast215]

Schools Collide - Chapter 3

(Previous Chapter)

It was the day that classes finally started at Mega Hill High.

Rock picked up his schedule from a stack of papers in the front lobby. He scanned it.

“Do we share any classes?” Roll asked from over his shoulder.

“A couple.”

“What do you have first?”

“I have Algebra.”

Roll grimaced. “Ugh, math.”

“I don’t think it’s that bad.”

“I have history first.”

The bell rang, interrupting their conversation.

“I should get going, good luck!” Rock told her as he followed the map of the school on the back of his schedule.

“Let’s see…room H8….” He muttered to himself, glancing at each room as he walked by.

He stopped as he laid eyes on room H8. He slowly stepped in. His face lit up when he noticed Tails sitting in the front row of desks, reading a book.

Rock sat in the seat to Tails’ left. “Hi.” He said.

“Oh, Rock!” Tails closed his book. “You’re in this class?”

“Yep.” He looked at the book Tails was reading. “What are you reading?”

“Oh, it’s a scientific report on the effects of music on the brain.”

“Oh, I love music!”

“Is your favorite genre rock because of your name?”

Rock laughed. “Well, um, actually, I prefer pop music.”

At the sound of the bell, a teacher walked in and began to take attendance. He instructed them to take out their textbooks.

“Wanna hang out in between classes?” Rock asked him.

“Sure!” Tails replied.

“So, what class do you have next?” Rock asked Tails, who was hovering with his two tails in order to reach his locker.

“Chemistry.” Tails took out a few books.

“Oh, I have…” Rock began to speak but stopped when he noticed three girls walking down the hall together. “Whoa, who are those girls? They look so stylish that they’re practically walking in slow motion.”

“Oh, that’s Amy and her group. They’re the most popular girls in my school.” He pointed towards each of them. “The brown chipmunk with the red hair, that’s Sally. And the cat with purple hair, her name’s Blaze.”

“They look cool.”

“They know they’re cool.” Tails slammed the locker shut. “Practically all of the boys in the school want to date Amy. I mean, I’m only eight, so not me.” He paused. “Oh, but there is one guy who isn’t interested. My older brother-“

The warning bell went off, signaling five minutes until the next class.

“Oh, I should get going! But will I see you at lunch?”

Rock looked at his schedule. “Yeah, I have the same lunch as you.”

“Then see ya later!” Tails walked off.

Roll sat down at a table, opening her paper bag and taking out a juice box and a sandwich.

“Hey, girl!” Amy sat down across from her. On one side of her was Blaze and on the other was Sally.

“Hi!” Roll was pleasantly surprised.

“Have I introduced you to the rest of the group yet?”

Roll shook her head.

“This is Sally, and that’s Blaze.” Amy gestured to each of them.

“Nice to meet you all!”

“So, have you seen Sonic at all today?” Sally asked Amy.

Amy sighed, her gaze full of longing. “No, but I hope I’ll pass him in the hallway later.”

“Who’s Sonic?” Roll asked.

“This guy who Amy has had a crush on forever.” Blaze answered.

Amy blushed and put her hands on her cheeks. “He is like, so hot and he has these great green eyes and he always has this cool attitude…” She looked around. “I’d point him out to you, but I can’t see him…”

On the other side of the lunchroom, Sonic sat at a table with Tails and Knuckles.

“So, what do you guys have after this?” Tails asked.

“I got gym.” Sonic leaned back in his seat, nonchalantly eating his food.

“I have study hall. But I have to get tutoring for math.” Knuckles sighed. “I hate tutoring.”

“Maybe you’ll meet a nice friend there?” Tails suggested.

“That’d be nice. Or maybe my teacher will be some pretty girl like Amy.”

Tails looked at Sonic. “Hey, Sonic, did you know that Amy likes you?”

“Uh-huh.” Sonic responded, not really paying much attention.

“She’s the most popular girl in school and everyone wants her. Shouldn’t you be happy about that?”

“I don’t care.”

“Tails is right, you’re missing out on this opportunity.” Knuckles chimed in.

“I don’t see what the big deal is.” Sonic threw away his leftovers in the trash.

The bell rang.

“I’ll see you guys later.” Knuckles headed down the hallway, waving to them as he left.

He sighed as he arrived at the study hall room. He entered the classroom but was the only one there.

“Ughhhh.” He groaned.

Soon, a girl walked in, dragging a boy with her. She was a white bat, but he was a human with brown hair.

“Look, tutoring is my job, well, my volunteering job, so I have to do this. Stop giving me a hard time and I won’t send you to the principal.” She lead the boy to the seat. She looked at Knuckles. “Oh, are you Knuckles the Echidna?”

Knuckles blushed as he looked at her face; she was wearing makeup and eyeshadow. “Y-yeah, that’s me.”

“You’re so cute!” She winked at him. “I’m Rouge, I’m a junior. I’m your tutor. And this trouble here-“ She gestured to the boy. “-is Blues.”

Knuckles took a long look at Blues, who was wearing a yellow scarf and sunglasses.

“Blues, take your sunglasses off, that’s against the school dress code.” Rouge ordered him.

“No.” He crossed his arms.

“This better look good on my resumé….” Rouge muttered. “Well, let’s get started.” She took out her textbook and some paper.

Knuckles’ hand shook as he picked up his pencil.

“Only one more class to go…” Rock said quietly to himself as he took his things out of his locker.

He arrived in the classroom and put his things on his desk. As the class went by, he continued his work, but was suddenly hit with a realization. He raised his hand.

“Yes, Rock?” The teacher asked.

“Um, I forgot one of my books in my locker, may I go get it?”

“You may.”

Rock stood up and tried his best to walk out of the classroom calmly.

What kind of a student am I, forgetting my book….He thought as he walked down the hall. He stopped when he noticed a blue hedgehog lying on the floor, leaning against the lockers.

“Um, you know, you should probably get to class…” Rock advised him.

“Nah, I don’t feel like it.” Sonic said with little energy.

Rock’s eye twitched slightly and he started to wring his tie in his hands. Just breathe, Rock. Be a good role model for the other students. Even this one.

“You know, it’s really important to be responsible, and get a good education…”

“Mm hmm.” Sonic said, practically falling asleep.

“What class are you in now? If you’re lost, I can help you get there.”

“It doesn’t matter. I think it was science. Or math. Or something. I dunno.”

At that moment, Ice Man walked by. “Hey! No skipping class!”

“Oh, I’m not skipping class-“ Rock was flustered.

“Get back to class, please!” Ice Man crossed his arms.

“I’m gonna in a minute, but this guy-“

“If you don’t get back to class this moment, I’m going to tell the principals.”

“I’m going to soon, I swear!” Rock protested.

Rock and Sonic sat next to each other in the principal’s office, waiting for one of them to arrive.

“This is all your fault.” Rock scolded him.

“Mm hmm.”

Principal Eggman arrived. His expression changed to that of disdain when he noticed Sonic. “Oh, hello again, Sonic.”

“Yo.”

Eggman sat down in his desk and looked at the slip of paper on it. “According to this note, you both were skipping class?”

“I’m sorry, sir.” Rock apologized. “I was just on my way to retrieve some supplies when I saw him skipping class, and I was trying to convince him to go back.”

“Hmm…” Principal Eggman looked at his computer. “Ah, according to these records, you’re the top student from Mega City High.”

“Yes, that’s me!” Rock seemed relieved.

“This boy here has been trouble for me ever since he started coming to school.” Eggman looked at Sonic. “Do you have anything to say for yourself, young man?”

“Nah.” Was all that Sonic responded with.

“I should’ve expected this from you yet again.” Eggman sighed. “Well, as punishment…I’m going to have Rock be your student supervisor.”

“Wait…” Rock raised his hand in protest.

“What’s that?” Sonic asked.

“He’s gonna have to follow you around and make sure you don’t get into trouble.”

“Ughhhhh!” Sonic groaned loudly.

“Wait, you mean, I have to actually keep track of this guy?” Rock said, with a hint of irritation in his voice.

“I’m afraid so, son. But you’re one of the best students around, I trust you to this responsibility. Besides, colleges will love to know you’ve been a student supervisor.”

“Are you sure you can’t get a faculty member to do this?” Rock protested.

“Yes I’m sure. Well, have a good rest of the day, both of you.”

“Yes, sir…” Rock said, disappointed.

As he exited the principal’s office, he thought, How am I going to tell Dad and Roll about this…

(Next Chapter)

[uniformbravo]

more chris & silan / may 16th liveblogs,,

I jump back, slamming into some guy I don’t know very well.

just. immaculate phrasing here. just some really great stuff fkldjsghskj

-

I look down at my shoes, soaking wet. I’ll have to get new ones.

fuckinggg yeah just replace ur goddamn shoes every time they get wet i guess????

-

“We’re playing dodgeball today,” I hear the teacher explain.

[END]

wow can u believe how close i got to writing a hitball arc, if only i had finished this scene

-

I yawn widely, opening my mouth to let the drowsiness escape. It doesn’t work, and I feel like going to sleep.

(this chapter is actually a rare chris pov) what a great insight into chris’ mind. rly impressive stuff. just a real galaxy brain here. this is what peak performance looks l

-

I’m not really myself as I kiss him,

*snickers voice* Ur Not Urself When U Kiss Him

-

pulling him close and- no. No, I’m not enjoying this, I’m not-

idk chris it kinda sounds like ur enjoying it, just my onion

-

I’m just standing there, completely still, shocked, slightly angry. He’s the one to break the kiss? Isn’t that supposed to be the other way around? My mind is racing, along with my heart (since when was it beating so fast?) as I struggle to comprehend what I’ve just done.

LMAO LMAO LMAO

chris: *kisses silan*

chris: *enjoys it*

chris:

LIKE WHAT DID U EXPECT U ABSOLUTE BUFFOON

-

My emotions are spiraling in a whirlwind of chaos, like a sink filled with water swirling around and around all over the place, droplets flying out with the impact of the waves against the sides.

i kno it says sink but im rly thinkin toilet here, with all of my brain cells, speaking out in unison,

-

A vague sort of pain infiltrates my stomach, making it clench uncomfortably. Silan was crying? Was that my fault?

chris is so fuckin stupid YES it was ur fault hfkhdgdkhjerjngjrjngsjndkn PLS grow a brain, idiot son of mine

-

I don’t care for Silan Scott. I don’t care if he was hurt. I don’t care if it was my fault. I don’t care if he likes me, I don’t care if he wants to be with me, I don’t care if he liked it when I kissed him, I don’t care if he has nice hair, I don’t care if he has pretty eyes, I don’t care if he has a cute smile…

I don’t care about Silan Scott.

So why can’t I stay away from him?

God

-

There’s a space behind the bleachers, big enough for three people to stand shoulder to shoulder. Not many people go there, mainly because no one’s allowed to and the P.E. teachers like to do frequent checks to make sure no one is. It’s a great place to smoke pot, though, because the bleachers are solid all the way through, not like the series of steps the metal ones outside are; you can’t see through them.

o yea fuckin. just smoke weed right there inside the gym, in the middle of class, what a completely foolproof and good idea, fuckiggngkg

-

‘Tis a shame the teachers are always so strict, because the place is always deserted.

thanks. h8 this

-

Oh well. More of an excuse to get closer to Silan. Not that I want to…

Uh Huh

-

After a second, I reorientate myself and let my arrogant smirk take shape on my lips.

ah yes that classic chris Arrogant Smirk™, where would we be without h

-

And god, it feels good to be kissing him. My previous thoughts insisting the nonexistence of any sort of attraction to him are a mere joke now, completely ridiculous for the moment.

For The Moment

-

My fingers latch over his right shoulder, maybe digging in a little bit, palm seeming to fit perfectly over the arc as it subtly caresses.

OK UM so i fuckign hate this line & the mental image it brings???? ,idk why tf i thought this was hot it’s WEIRD af & it’s been burned into my memory ever since i wrote it & every time i come back to read this i wanna die “subtly caresses” WHY what does that MEAN gjsldkjLGKSDJFLSK DIE

-

god im leaving out so much here but chris rly is just. so mean to silan. like what a jackass actually. hey chris why are u such a fucking dick get ur shit together fr smh ???

- -

think i’ll stop here for today jeez. can u believe that was actually one of the better written passages. cannot wait to get to some of the later stuff (which was written first) bc lmaoooo

[har-rison-s]

Spiders In Your Hair

Request: Hi! Can I have a Stan Uris x female reader who loooveesss playing with his hair because she too has curly hair like his (I'm self indulgent) and knows how good it feels when someone plays with it? (My hairs like to my mid neck and is curly like Wyatt's AND is the same color lmao) thanks dear, have a good day/night.

A/N: Cute!! The first Stan request and I'm executing it the third. But that's okay, can't help how my creativity floats. Floats, heheheehhe. Don't let me joke. I have the same hair as Wyatt, too, only I have golden brown-blonde curls, not brown. But his are so pretty.... Omfg. I'm melting. I hope this is what you were looking for! Happy reading!

IT masterlist

main masterlist

warnings: nothing, except talks of spiders

The Clubhouse was a place full of love and warmth, a place no one except the losers know and could uncover. They've done a good job at hiding it from anyone, thanks to Ben's incredibly high knowledge in architecture and nature's own cunning ways of concealing the lower levels.

But, as much as the sun shone through some holes in the ground accidentally made, it isn't enough sunbathing for Y/N. Plus, her hair heats up her head what with the curls being concealed by Stanley's bought shower-cap. Her shower-cap has hearts, he made sure of that when he was shopping for them.

She hates spiders, so she doesn't mind the shower-cap when she's in the Clubhouse. But it tends to irritate her skin, and she's glad when it's off, outside of the Clubhouse.

This being one of those days. Her hair is disobedient today of all days, when she had to meet Stan and the others and not stay at home with her family. She did wash it, but maybe her mother's shampoo isn't working for her hair. It's extremely dry and going in all directions. She can't control it.

“I'm going, um, upstairs,” she tells everyone with a smile and the crowd nods. Stan follow his girl suit, much rather glad to enjoy her company than to be hearing Richie and Eddie's eternal bickering. It's killing his nerves.

“Go, Stan, run after your girlie!” Richie mocks him, which earns him a hard jab in his left side from Beverly. Y/N only shakes her head and runs up the wooden stairs. 

She sighs once she's gotten the cap off and her hair waves all around her. She sits down by the tree that's almost next to the entrance, her head and back against the wooden base. She closes her eyes. She doesn't need sunglasses.

“Hey, lovely.” She hears Stan saying and she squeezes one eye open to look at him. Her face is scrunched up due to the sun rays and she looks ever so cute in his eyes. Stan smiles wide and walks over to her on his slightly wobbly, but firm legs. She's always loved his stance.

Y/N spreads her legs a little, her dress stretching along, and patting her lap. Stan giggles and gladly slays down in her lap, his head resting on her stomach. She gets a bit more comfortable, sliding down a little. For both their comfort. Her hands lay over his shoulders, palms on his chest and he reaches upwards with his hands to hold them. Her fingers are just as small as his own, but more slender.

“When are we leaving for camp again?” Stanley asks, looking up at his girlfriend. 

“Um... August 5th.” She says and slowly retracts her hands from Stanley's, going up in his hair instead. 

“Then we still have three weeks to pack.” He states and his eyelids drop at the feeling of her fingers going through his curls, gently touching his scalp. “Is there anything we need to take with us?”

“Nothing except for a blank, white t-shirt.” Y/N responds. Her fingers are parting his curls here and there, admiring how beautiful they look in the sunlight. Shining like the curls of an angel from heaven. He looks like an angel, and he is in all possible ways. “I bet you five bucks we're gonna make tie-dye shirts for ourselves.” She states.

Stan giggles, holding his stomach. “You—You don't even have five bucks.” He points out. Y/N joins him in laughing, both their laughter audible from inside the clubhouse. “Why do you think tie-dye?” Stan questions.

Y/N shrugs. “White shirts. Camp. Camp activities. Maybe we're gonna be painting on the shirts or something.” She wonders. His hair strands feel like ribbons around her fingers and hands. She could spend her whole life threading through the curls, watch as they grow longer until Stanley starts looking a bit like a dog with fur. She laughs inwardly at that.

“If we are, I'm gonna paint a Bohemian Waxwing.” Stan decides. 

“Oh, the pretty birdie with the grey, white and red feathers?” Y/N cheers and feels Stanley nodding his head under her hands. “That would be really pretty. Maybe you could paint more than one, as if they're sitting in a tree or on a... an electric wire. You know, the classic scenery.”

Stan chuckles and nods again. “That would be really cool.”

“It would be the coolest shirt ever, babe.” She tells him. 

“What would you paint on the shirt, love?” Stan questions and turns to lay on his back in her lap, taking her hands from his hair gingerly. He places his palms flat out against hers and, as they're looking at each other, he bends his fingers so that their hands are interlocked.

“Your eyes, I think.” She admits, looking into those hazel jewels. “Or your eyes and hair.” Stanley blushes, and he's not ashamed to show his crimson cheeks. He doesn't hide anything form her. He smiles wide. 

“It wouldn't exactly be fair to you that I'm painting a bird and you—me.” He states in a quiet voice. Y/N reaches her left palm to his curls again, brushing them off his forehead, behind his ear. 

“Well, really, it could be anyone.” She says. “Only you and I would know it's you. And that's okay, I'll forgive you.” She smiles, chuckling for a second. “You're better at drawing birds than people.”

“Hey!” Stan pokes her arm, but not too harshly. 

“We both know it. In fact, all of us do.” Y/N justifies. Stan rolls his eyes, but there's still a smile on his face. “It'll come with time, baby.”

“I'm gonna need more tutoring from you, then.” Stan then tells her and sits up to her level. His hand reaches for her hair behind her ear, his thumb soothing over her cheek. She almost falls into his hand, loving the touch. And even if her hair is beyond ugly today, she doesn't protest him touching her hair.

Stanley keeps his eyes on her, a peaceful lovingness in them. The sun on them is so warm they both feel like falling asleep on the spot. Stan pulls her lips to his in a slow, tender kiss. She puts her hand around the wrist he's holding her head with and pulls apart their lips. Their foreheads rest against one another. 

“With kissing like that you can expect much more than tutoring.” She tells him and they both giggle. 

“Oh, yeah? Like what?” He asks, his fingers twirling a curl of hers between them. 

“Well... Dinner with my family.” Y/N responds and bites her lip immediately, anxious about Stanley's response. He withdraws from her, eyes wide and eyebrows raised in surprise.

“Th-They want to invite me over for dinner?” He questions. Y/N raises her eyebrows, too, slightly. 

“My parents do want to meet the boy who I'm going to camp with.” She says. “And I think I'm finally ready to tell them about you. Like, about being together.” She tells him, looking down at her hands due to her shyness. But Stanley smiles so wide he even lets out a laugh of happiness.

He gives his girl many kisses on both her cheeks, making her blush and giggle uncontrollably. She tries to push him off her, but she can't find the strength to and stays in her boyfriend's embrace and wrath of kisses until he stops. 

“I'm so happy.” Stan says, pressing his cheek against Y/N's while he hugs her close to him. “Happy for you. Happy for us.” He tells her and Y/N can only smile to herself. Her hands are loosely hanging around Stanley's neck and fingers again threading into her curls. “Oh, my goodness.” The young man suddenly gasps and Y/N looks up at him. 

“What? What is it?” Is something wrong? Does he not want to come over for dinner? Is he afraid of her family?

“I don't know what I'm going to wear.” Stanley says with theatrical fright in his eyes and face. Y/N narrows her eyes at him out of simple annoyance that he scared her a little. Taking what they've all been through, a fake scare could still be a scare. 

“I suggest you come in your swimming trunks. That'll make a good impression.” She tells him, paying back for a false alarm from him. The statement makes Stanley blush and he clears his throat. 

“Right-o.” 

Permanent taglist: @v0idbella @inlovewithmiddleagedcelebs @works-of-fanfiction @destiel-stucky4ever-loki-queen @stfxlou @ur-gunna-h8-ths@empressdreams @betweenloveandfire @but-legendsneverdie@deardeacy@thewinchesterchronicles@mavieesttriste16@mrsmazzello@benhardyseyes @langdonzvoid@intrrverted @the-freak-cassie-131

Stanley Uris tag-list: @nightbu-g

I miss him so much :( and i want him happy. rrrr

[har-rison-s]

absolutely smitten

Request: Hey, I was wondering if you could do a teen!tony x reader were the reader is the new to his high school and he somehow is the person to show her around. But it’s like a love at first sight thing. Kinda based off of Absolutely Smitten by Dodie. If you don’t mind. Thank you!!💖💖 can’t wait to read it

A/N: Oh my GOOOD the song is so cute, I can totally imagine young tony with it. sfsdjfhbsfhdsbdhs i'm having very warm feelings. Robert, you make my heart do flips. I love this. And I love Tony. Currently watching “Restoration” which is in my rdj's film list in caps because he's got long hair in this movie (sfjsbh). Happy reading! (this gif screams “i'm going to allow that”)

main masterlist

mcu masterlist

Warnings: extreme cuteness and sickening love-at-first-sight stuff. Read at your own risk!!

Am I really lost on my first day?

The question slips through her mind several times as her desperate eyes search for something to point her in the right direction. There's no sign, no nothing. And no people around, as well. How is she ever going to find the counselor's office if she doesn't know where it is?!

Y/N begins to walk towards the end of the hall she has not yet discovered. Couldn't go wrong walking here, she thinks to herself. But suddenly, out of the silence and loneliness, she hears footsteps. Lousy, loud as well, probably belonging to a guy. She stops, hoping he's one of the students and can tell her where to go.

It is a guy, indeed, and he wants to tap her shoulder with his pointer finger to alert her with his presence, but she's already turning around. He's a bit late to withdraw his hand and it hangs in the air as he stares at the completely breathtaking stranger.

“Wow.” He says and raises his eyebrows. Y/N eyes his hand warily and furrows her eyebrows. The guy immediately retracts his hand and lets it fall by his side. 

“Wow what?” She asks, straightening her posture and taking a small step back from him. She does this every time she meets someone new because she is a bit afraid of every stranger. But this stranger... well, his good looks certainly earn him first-impression trust.

“Wow you.” He says. “You, I found you, I was looking for you. And now I found you, and I said... wow.” He speaks in a fast manner and Y/N has to take a short while to figure out what she heard. 

“Okay, um,” she starts to say, “wh-why were you looking for me?”

“I am to,” he starts now, and bends a little, extracting his arm to her, in an old-fashioned polite manner, “show you around your—obviously—new school.” 

She laughs and he lingers on how it looks. A spectacular apparition, her laugh and smile. And that he's caused it—miraculous. He stands back up and straightens his jacket, smiling sheepishly at the girl. She's the most charming girl he's ever seen, he's sure of it. Her charms seem to be quite unplanned and natural. And her smile. Oh, her smile. 

“Thank God.” Y/N says. “I thought I was lost on my first day already.” She offers him a nervous smile and he gives her a wider in response. Though when she sees it, he narrows it down to a polite smile. He's shy. He's shy? Tony Stark's shy? Of a stranger? A damn beautiful one at that. “Hello? I don't know your name, but you seem to have drifted, so—”

“Yes, we're going.” He says and starts walking in the direction Y/N was already headed to. “I should probably tell you who I am.” He says it in a way that makes her think she should know his name, know who he is. As if it's a fact. “I'm Tony. Tony Stark.” He extends his hand towards her again and this time, she shakes it. Even if she is unsure of the horrid formality of his gestures. 

“I'm Y/N.” She says in response and realises she doesn't know his name, even if she's supposed to. It's not that obvious to her. “I would say my last name, but since yours is much more brighter and cooler, I won't.” She admits.

“Ridiculous!” Tony says. “Although, thank you, I know it's cool. Or whatever.” He takes it as a compliment, due to his arrogant ways. Back to my own self, at least, he thinks. Y/N feels a bit awkward from his comment, so she says nothing. 

“Where are we going?” Y/N asks quietly, filling the silence of footsteps and their echoes in the hallway. 

“To the office, sweetheart.” Tony replies. “You'll get your schedule and since you're with me, and since I'm—well—me, I'll show you around the school and no teachers will complain that you're absent!” He says, a bit too excitedly maybe, and Y/N has to look at him to be sure that he's really that giddy. Because of her?

Surely a guy like him wouldn't be affected in any way by her. She's just not that... what he would want. Anyhow. Would she miss the first lessons? But would it be so bad? Passing one day to spend with him? This incredibly handsome stranger Tony. 

How could she actually say no to him? Well, she couldn't, that's the thing. She couldn't deny him, and that's her weakness. Pretty strangers make her succumb, and it's not always a good thing. But, alas, this is not a bar, and he's no creepy guy, so there should be no problem. 

“Okay, but if I fail this semester because I've missed a lesson today, I'm blaming you.” She points a mean finger at Tony, which he moves away and leaves them both standing closer than just-met strangers would. Y/N blinks a couple of times, lost in his eyes.

They're a beautiful shade of brown. A raging, anxious, active, but comforting, deep brown. Beautiful. And he got lost in her eyes, as well, what a coincidence. They're anxious, like his, he sees, and finds comfort in that. But they're calming, too. The orbs are understanding and look like the deepest ocean.

“I'm sure I can take the blame.” He says, talking quieter than before, the foolish smile gone from his features. A blush invades her cheeks and she looks down, looks away from Tony. He closes his eyes for a second, but then turns and starts walking again down the hallway, Y/N following him soon after. She's shy now, they've both gotten shy. Tony doesn't speak a thing. How strange for his usual behavior that Y/N knows nothing of. “So, uh, any plans for the summer?” He asks.

“Tony, it has just ended.” Y/N says to him and Tony almost faints. The way she says his name. So innocently, so purely and shyly. He's ready to give her his heart. “Summer's next year.”

“Still, have any plans already?” He repeats his question. Tony's realised his clumsiness but tries to make it better, still tries to keep up a conversation with the beautiful creature. 

“No, I don't think so.” She responds. “Probably sleeping. I get very tired during the school year.” 

“From all the studying and working hard in the late hours of the day?” Tony asks, a knowing grin on his lips. 

“Quite so.” Y/N confirms. “What about you?” She looks at him, wicked and interested eyes looking into Tony's. 

“A year's the same all around for me, hon.” He admits sorely. “But I would like to join you in sleeping some day.”

Y/N can't stop the playful scoff, although full of shock, that leaves her mouth. She feels it's impolite to Tony - if he was either way horribly joking or trying to flirt. But he enjoys it, hearing and seeing her laugh. But he was serious. 

“Show me around first, then we'll talk of possible, uh, sleeping.” Y/N says to him, patting Tony's shoulder. That's strange, he's never had someone playing with him like that. Everyone is always serious and modest towards him. 

“I'll strongly take that as permission.” Tony tells her. She only laughs quietly, more to herself than Tony. And she shakes her head. He's unbelievably sure of himself. 

Even though they are faintly flirting and catching glimpses at one another, as well as knowing there's some kind of attraction to each other, they don't otherwise speak of it out loud. That would be a crime! They've only known each other for two or three minutes, not known, but met. 

But they know, they knew from that moment, that they were undeniably and absolutely smitten by each other. 

Permanent taglist: @v0idbella @inlovewithmiddleagedcelebs @works-of-fanfiction @destiel-stucky4ever-loki-queen @stfxlou @ur-gunna-h8-ths @one-taylor-one-vision @empressdreams @betweenloveandfire @but-legendsneverdie @deardeacy @mavieesttriste16 @fvckyeahbenhardy @thewinchesterchronicles

A/N: Forgive the ending, it sounds like a corny teen movie's beginning narration. Also, I finished watching Restoration and I have exploded because o h my god. my kink is actually men with long hair. i mean, i've already fallen in love with downey, but this look,,,, W O W. Have a good night!