#i wasnt kidding though i had a crush on him when the movies came out

[marsantiquity]

I sent this image of Michael Bay Raph to @lethargickindofvibe with the quote

"This version of Raph is hot and I'm tired of pretending he's not."

The look of confusion and discomfort they gave me was so worth it.

They deadass looked at me like that.

I gave an ungodly cackle.

[lighthousegod]

Something abt being on the aro-spectrum that I havent seen a lot is talk about feelings of jealousy.

I am a jealous person, and I'm only figuring that out as an adult. I was jealous as a kid, too, but I never thought of it in a way besides platonic. Eventually I stopped having best friends so I stopped being as jealous and bitter when my friends hung out with other people more than me.

Even though I knew I had a tendency to get jealous of others when I had a "best friendship," I never considered myself fo be jealous in a romantic context. Any time anyone would get angry when their partners talked to someone, especially straight couples who's members talked to the opposite gender, I would get confused. Like, you're officially in a relationship, right? Why would your partner agree to that if they wanted to be with some other person?

But as I got older, I understood more. I had one "crush" in my highschool years, and when he flirted with or dated other people I HATED MY LIFE it felt so gross. I always felt like I needed to change, or that I wasnt as desirable, and I needed to try harder. He did end up liking me back, but nothing ever came of it. The euphoria of him liking me back lasted maybe a night, and then it was gone. And it left a pit in my stomach. The worst feeling in the world, feeling disgust toward a thing that had made me feel alive for the first time in my life.

But, nonetheless, in all that drama I discovered that I WOULD probably get jealous if I had a partner, just because of how much I overthink. And i think that's where i sort of differ from a lot of arospec people? See, i dont want a romantic relationship necessarily. I dont need to do all the sappy shit like buying flowers and calling each other babe, or even going on dates really. But I do want something adjacent to that. I dont hate the idea of touching, even though I sort of have a phobia to that, but I DO hate it if I think about it romantically. I love the idea of holding hands in this sort of nostalgic way, like how I used to with my parents when I was a kid. I dont mind the idea of someone playing with my hair the way people used to when it was long, like they admired it so much they had to run their fingers through it. Hugging doesnt sound so bad when it's done in that protective, grounded way. Like hugging someone after a long day, or early in the morning. Just standing there like that. Even kissing sounds okay sometimes, if I dont think about it too hard. I'm sure it feels good. I'm sure being that close, that intimate with someone, would make me feel good. A combination of being comfortable and still feeling that rush of emotion. That sounds like a dream. That sounds fake. It makes me sad to think I may never experience that.

But then, I can think about the same things in a romantic way and I immediately want to turn and run. Holding hands in the way couples hold hands is so weird. I've never held a boys hand before. When I hold my friends hands, it feels awkward. I can hold my father's hand, I guess, but his hands are so calloused that they barely feel like hands. When I hold my father's hand now, I feel almost nothing at all. Thinking of someone playing with my hair like, say, a husband would do for his wife, or vice versa, or wife for wife or husband for husband or partner for partner, any combination-- it feels wrong. It's too sweet. Like, sickly sweet. The way they smile up at each other. It just feels so empty. Like whatever they're feeling just doesnt exist for me. Theres a void there, I think, where that feeling is supposed to be in my head. Hugs and kisses dont feel right from the couples in the movies. I much prefer the ones between close friends that I WANT to be the main couple, i guess. Like, take stranger things for an example. I love steve and eddie, and if they hugged, even platonically, I think I'd lose my shit. I wouldnt care much for a romantic hug between steve and nancy, but I dont really feel much for the platonic ones between steve and robin either. So, for some reason I like this weird in between? But that's not the point. Back to the matter at hand.

All that stuff I mentioned before, about how I can like all this stuff in a weird, alterous way as opposed to platonic or romantic or familial, one thing stays constant: I dont want whoever's doing it to do the same with other people. I DO want to be Their Person, and I want them to be Mine. Not in a possessive way, that's weird, but yknow. I want to want to be around them. I want them to want to be around me, too. And I want to like each other the most.

Lots of aromantic people talk about how they dont understand why friendships arent held to the same standard as romantic relationships, and trust me, I have been there, but I definitely am not exempt from that sort of "ranking." I have people that claim we are best friends, or really close, but I just dont bond with them the same way they do to me. It doesnt click. I like them platonically, I like to be around them, but I'm not attracted to them. Not like I was to my "crush" in high school, or like I am to all the pretty boy characters i think about in my head, or even my best friends from elementary school. Nothing my friends and I do is special to us. We arent exclusive to each other. And to some people, that doesnt matter one bit, but not me. I guess I'm selfish, but man, I wanna be someone's favorite. I want someone to like me the most. Even though I dont know how to kiss and might not even want to, and my personalities not that big, and sometimes I dont have much to say at all, and sometimes more than anything I just need someone to make me feel like I'm not floating through life without making a connection at all.

But that's such a big job. I worry I'm not worth the work. I'm not sure I would be able to work that much for someone else, so it wouldn't be fair. It would be so imbalanced, like I was taking advantage of them or something. I can't do that.

Nonetheless, the best analogy I can think of is beds. Not having sex in beds, just literally sleeping in them. Some aro people want their own bed in their own house. Some want to share a house AND a bed, with one person or with a whole group. But me? I'd like to live with friends AND my person. The best friend, or the partner, or whatever they are to me. And I want my own bed, but if I ever have any troubles sleeping, or they do, I want each others rooms to be the first we go to. I want to love someone so much that I choose them to ground me every time. How amazing would that be? To not have each other, but still be connected. To have some in between, "other" sort of love that does is not just built on trust, but IS trust. Trust that you are wanted, you are welcome, and you are special. Being something more than friends, more than lovers. Helping each other be whole on their own. Knowing they love you not because you're friends, not because you're partners, not because you're family, not because of anything. They just do.

I do want love. I really, really do. I want love the way I love the ocean, and the way I love music. I want to be loved that way. The attraction to the beach that humans have had for centuries. The tendency to make tunes out of nothing, to hum just to hear the sounds. Even if the ocean is dangerous. Even if the song is off-key. I want love that is instinctual, that is unexplainable. I want love that has no reason. No words to explain it. I want the love that existed before we had the word for it. Before there were friends and lovers, there were just companions. Two people who chose each other. And they may have not been able to speak the word love, but I'm sure it was stronger than what we have now. I'm sure, if you sit still, you can still hear it.

[kevinwastaken]

sonic movie 2 spoilers under the cut i have A LOT to say holy shit

HOLY SHIT THIS MOVIE IS BETTER THAN THE FIRST I LOVED IT

theres so much i want to say but i have NO IDEA how to start or how to end

first and foremost they did knuckles SO MUCH JUSTICE sega wishes they could write as well as whoever the hell made this script. hes no longer the comic relief dumbass, hes a warrior!! like he used to be!! and he has dignity and honour!! and hes a little gullible but its okay, thats how he originally was anyway x

AND TAILS!! his camaraderie with sonic was so great. i loved how he came all the way to help him from whatever planet hes from and how they just bonded so well immediately and theyre already like brothers I LOVE IT

particularly i liked the scene on the beach where sonic and knuckles stopped and breathed for a sec after having lost the master emerald to robotnik and bonded over what happened to them both the day longclaw died. i liked how they related it back as knuckles’s family was fighting against her and UGH it was so sad but it was so great

AND THE REFS! they never cease to amaze me. i counted a dr robotniks mean bean machine ref (which is funny because ive been thinking about booting up my ps2 again to play it, i want to get good at puyo puyo), a sonic adventure reference during the dance off in siberia, AND ALL THE SONIC 3 AND KNUCKLES REFS!! jesus christ. theres probably more, but theyre slipping my mind

post sleep edit, remembered the manuel in the death egg looking like a manuel for a sega genesis game, that got a chuckle out of me iirc LOL

also kinda feel bad for rachel and what happened in her wedding. poor girl got set up and for what😭 a sting operation? its positively TRAGIC

ALSO THE WAY THEY ALL CAME TOGETHER AT THE END LIKE IT WAS SONIC HEROES I LOVED THAT!!!! I CAN TELL THEYRE GOING TO BE BESTIES JUST BY THE END SCENE WHERE THEYRE PLAYING BASEBALL I LOVE IT I LOVE IT

AND HOLY SHIT MY JAW DROPPED THE MOMENT I KNEW SUPER SONIC WAS GONNA SHOW UP OH MY GOD i shouldve seen it coming with the inclusion of the master emerald and the chaos emeralds and everything BUT OH MY GOD???? HE WAS SO STUNNING!!!! HE LOOKED ABSOLUTELY GORGEOUS IN THE MOVIE I WAS IN AWE

AND THE ENDDDD OH MY GOD THE POST CREDITS SCENE WITH SHADOW!!!! I HAD A FEELING HE WAS GOING TO SHOW UP BUT I SCREAMED WHEN THEY SHOWED HIM I CANT WAIT FOR THE THIRD MOVIE!!!!! I BET THERES GONNA BE THIS WHOLE THING WITH GERALD ROBOTNIK, MARIA, THE INCIDENT WITH GUN STORMING THE SPACE COLONY ARK, I CANT WAIT!!!!!!

i did have a few gripes though. theyre a bit miniscule though

first of all, fuck whoever decided robotnik should floss. fuck you for that

second, did not enjoy how small the emeralds were. i know its probably so they can make sense in a human filled world but the emeralds were literally the size of my finger. and the master emerald was the size of ONE in game chaos emerald

also was a bit weirded out by agent stone drawing robotnik in his lattes but ummm hes gay so its fine idk the fujoshis will have a field day with that

alsooo kind of sad there wasnt anything with crazy carl drawing tails gets trolled or uganda knuckles. that wouldve been funny i think

ANYWAY GO WATCH THE MOVIE GO WATCH IT NOW IM GONNA PISS MYSELF I LOVED IT

ps whoever runs this show please bring in crush 40 to write the ending song of the next movie im tired of this kid cudi guy

[sleeping-lilies]

robin era jason, dick, and babs headcanons because there’s too much comedic potential to ignore

- dick and babs were the ultimate gossip buddies. whenever dick was with the titans for long periods of time, babs always filled him in on everything

babs: dick you’ll never believe what hal said to bruce last night, i even have videos. dick, the look on his face please—

dick, immediately locking doors so his teammates don’t hear the mad shit about to be dropped on main: tell me everything

- vice versa too, dick filled babs in on everything going on with the titans and all they can say is thank god those lines are bat secured with no villains being able to listen in, imagine deathstroke hearing through bat gossip that joey’s dating who?!?! 😳

- batkids have been and always will be the holder of superhero gossip. it’s a business, you see, but we’re getting off topic 😡

- lmfao anyways this is literally how dick finds out about jason

babs: anyways, jason—

dick: who the fuck is jason

babs: ....

dick: barbara?!?!

babs: ok promise you won’t freak out

- babs and dick’s first reaction upon meeting jason being “why is he so small i wasnt that small” “dick you were literally nine when you were robin—“ “he’s tiny” it’s like those two share the same braincell

- i’m making it so that dick gave jason his number earlier because i feel like it 😡😡😡 (not that it changes much other than the fact that i want more gossip dropped in dm’s)

- when dick gave jason his number, he went to babs like “give me jason’s number” “didn’t you literally just give him your’s?” “ya but i’m gonna make sure he texts me” “ya ok that’s fair”

- whenever jason didn’t want to be in the manor (fight with bruce, boredom, etc) he went to wherever the fuck babs lived and they would facetime dick and talk mad shit. it was a thing.

- despite them all being able to drive, babs was the only one during this time with an actual, legitimate, legal license (jason was too young to have a license and dick is too lazy/busy/whatever-excuse-he-wants-to-use to take the permit and driving test) so babs drove them around everywhere and it was a mess™ consisting of a bunch of backseat drivers

- “dick omg look at this video i found from the batcave” “omg he said robin gives him magic” “robin gives him magic” they both cry about it for years to come

- babs sometimes kidnapped jason after school after telling the head of wayne manor (alfred) and took him to get ice cream, then to the library while she worked. jason was the greatest kid in the library, he even had his own throne special chair just for him whenever he came provided by library staff who adored this absolute angel.

- jason 🤝 babs 🤝 dick -> i believe in annoying yet endearing nicknames supremacy

- nicknames include (some used by some more than others or just one, or by both equally because they’re annoying pick and choose my good people)

little wing (iconic, we all know this one fellas and who uses it)

red (used for babs, absolutely fantastic, but in the future it gets confusing because some people with their goddamn hero names 😡)

boy wonder (classic, babs calls them both that)

barbie (for babs, jason uses this one and he’s the only one able to get away with it)

dickie (jason just really gets away with everything huh)

dickhead (jason’s lucky he’s cute)

baba black sheep (jeez i’m on a roll with babs’ nicknames she’s so nickname-able and that’s very cool and sexy of her)

jay z

jay allen

jay jay jay (shut up, dickhead—)

big bird

and a bunch more i’m too tired to look for them in canon or make new ones up, but you get the idea

- dick can totally bake, and babs and jason keep bugging him when he’s baking and add more chocolate chips while pretending to not notice that he can see them 😡😡😡

- headcanon that jason had hero worship for babs and dick because they’re so cool in and out of costume and it never really went away when he got older listen his older brother and pseudo sister are so cool and that’s not his fault but he’ll never admit it

- barbie movie marathons because barbie is an iconic legend and they all recognize it. they have the fucking “she’s the queen of the WA-A-A-AVES” song memorized along with all other barbie movie songs, they sing it on patrol.

- dick and jason’s sibling dynamic was and is basically “ur a little shit and i hate you but i will literally kill for you”

- dick had tension with bruce while jason was just a little shit who would totally cause drama for the sake of it, and people never take advantage of this absolute power duo for destroying bruce

- dick sending cryptid texts to jason through a burner phone because he’s dramatic jason totally knew it was him about things that drive bruce mad, like leaving the shower turned to the coldest setting before bruce got there, leaving the lights in the batcave on, etc. jason, a wise little child, totally took advantage of this. bruce came to accept his fate

- the gc names, guys the group chat names

- jason crashing into titans tower whenever he wants and dick doesn’t bat (hAH) an eye, occasionally he very sweetly asks babs to come with him and she agrees but only sometimes because some people have jobs, jason—wait dick is being flirted with by who?!?! i’ll leave it up to your imagination ;) and they totally crashed titans missions too

- one time bruce was busy with the league while alfred was on vacation and bruce absolutely could not dip (i’m imagining bruce getting a call from the headmaster during an honest to god fight and bruce just picking up while punching the daylights out of some asshole) (“mr wayne, what is that noise in the background?” “sorry, headmaster, the cat is having a seizure”), so when jason got into a “fight” (read: some jackass picking on jason before he snapped and yelled at him and the bitchass kid tried to punch him and jason’s no quitter) bruce called dick who was an adult and legally family (yes dick is adopted sometime after jason was, stay mad) like “son... son please” and dick was like “oh no need to plead with me, this is too good” but of course this bitchass doesn’t have an actual lisence yet and he was hanging out with babs anyways so he and babs rolled up to gotham academy and the kids stared at them like “holy shit they’re so cool” ya dick and babs are those power couple, whether romantic or not, that turn heads, they’re just that powerful strolled into the office, bailed jason out while intimidating the headmaster because the altercation was the result of school staff negligence of actual bullying like those cliche tropes, said “ayyy you got that brat good” and get him chili dogs or whatever the fandom made robin jason’s favorite food. omg i just made an entire fanfic in rough draft form someone please steal it and write it in full form and send me the link

- jason is very very tiny, you see. babs and dick pick him up and move him for any reason, whether because they want to sit on that chair or to just throw him out of harm’s way and take the bullet for themselves.

- jason and dick both get adorable blushes on their faces it’s genetic yes that’s how genetics work shut up meanwhile babs’ ears turn red when she’s embarrassed and all three of them clown each other for it

- i yelled about this to my mutual (cough cough @littlespaceboii) who also added to this absolute dogshit headcanon and then in the discord full of mutuals, but the basement of wayne manor is haunted. dick found it when he was a little gremlin (i stand by that dick was the original demon child) (“you see damian, before there was you there was me” the real reason he was good with damian lmfao) and was like “omg this is so cool” @littlespaceboii came up with that it was just alfred fucking with bruce and so when jason first came and dick was comfy around him he was like “so have you been in the basement” and jason was like “im literally robin i’ve been in the batcave?!?!” and dick goes “no the basement, the haunted one” and jason’s like “hAUNTED?!?!” cuz jason has at least some self preservations and knows not to fuck with the spookies until he too became a spooky and bruce was like “there’s no ghost it’s not haunted” because he’s a skeptic and a party pooper and babs is like “no go on let him finish” even though she knows full well there are no ghosts or does she? and uhhhh basically they becomes ghostbusters 2.0 but cooler and funnier

- this trio is basically baby pan/bisexual jason and two resident expert pan/bisexuals solidarity but that’s literally canon. they go to pride every year that jason’s alive what who said that?

- they all tease each other for their crushes like all siblings/family friends do, i don’t need to say it but it’s important that’s emphasized for my well being

- yelled about this in the discord to the mutuals who added onto this absolute train wreck too, but jason used to play baseball during his robin days, and dick never showed up to those games with being busy as an excuse, but babs always showed up with bruce and alfred and took pictures for dick so dick could be like “mlb players are jobless now that little wing is on the scene” babs (and sometimes bruce) always shouted loudest for jason whether he was in the field or in the dugout and jason would get this extremely adorable blush on his face (jason finds out in the future why dick never showed up (cough cough ptsd from two face’s massive baseball bat which led to everything that came after including being fired and veangance academy and nearly killing two face and omg that’s a ride) and is like oh my god my childhood is even more ruined—)

- remember when i said dick got adopted after jason did in this new absolutely fabulous canon i just created? bruce did that because “ahhh fuck that’s my kid and i want him to know i love him through every means possible since i have the ability to do so” i believe in good dad bruce supremacy and made a whole thing where he invited dick to dinner for like a week to work up the courage and bonding to ask him and show him the adoption papers and then everyone cried :) bruce decided to finally adopt dick after jason referred to dick as his brother and bruce was like “...oh” and alfred was like 👀

- dick, as the first child hero and one of the first heroes period like at least a year or two before babs, holds the “back in my day” card over literally everyone in the hero community in general and pulls it out to annoy babs and jason even tho babs literally joined the scene only a year or two after dick

jason, shaking in his panties: it’s so fucking cold

dick, standing strong in his tits out outfit, who had to wear the panties on his own decision: oh, you’re cold? back in my day—

babs, throwing her boot at his face: god shut the fuck up—

and then dick doesn’t give back her boot and it becomes a whole thing with lots of tackling and play fighting and someone nearly gets thrown off they rooftop for funsies but anyways

also on a side note, babs would take off her cape and wrap it around jason whenever she noticed his discomfort with the weather, or use the weather as an excuse whenever she saw him uneasy for whatever reason and they never mention it to each other

- yelled about this in the discord to the mutuals at some point too holy shit i have friends, but those three are team rocket. they went out as team rocket for halloween one year after bullying bruce to let jason out only jason because he can’t tell dick and babs what to do and jason is under his care and when they do convince him, dick and babs bully jason into being meowth. manifesting jason in a meowth onesie ARTISTS PLEASE—

- dick finally took his license seriously and took his driver’s test after babs became paralyzed.

- those were a rough few months for those three. and then another rough few months for those two

- yikes, sorry to throw angst at you (sorry (unfeeling)) anyways, in the future alfred finds those old photos and shows the rest of the fam, so dick and babs bully jason, 6’2 jason that towers way above both of them, and once again bullies him into being meowth “for tradition, little wing!” “shut up, dickhead” the rest of the batkids lose their shit over this, naturally. bruce and alfred stand in the back teary eyed reminiscing the old days when things were a little more simple.

- discowing walked so terrifying handsome squidward red hood helmet could run (even tho the ugly helmet tripped and fell and missed the mark because discowing wasn’t ugly and will always remain superior, i feel i have committed a terrible crime comparing the two)

dick: jason what the fuck is that

jason: it’s fashion

dick: it’s terrifying

jason: i’m only following in my older brother’s footsteps 😔

dick: listen here, you little shit strangles him haha just kidding that illegal wait theyre vigilantes they don’t follow the law—

- these three and cass refer to the rest of the batkids as “the kids” (if she’s older than jason, sometimes she is and sometimes she isn’t and i’m really confused but whatever)

- babs and dick’s relationship with jason pre death literally shaped how jason treats his siblings post pit madness like he literally goes “what would red and big bird do?!??” when he needs to go into big brother mode over the “little ones” (“little” because tim and steph are adults and duke is nearly an adult himself oh my god he’ll graduate from high school soon and jason never got to do that himself he’s totally going to the ceremony legally dead or not) 🥺

- holy trinity continue hanging out with each other, whether lunch or games or whatever, and just enjoy each other’s company after long, rough years

[wiihtigo]

have u been asked chibita hehe... chibita (you'll never know who this is)

send me a character and i’ll list:

hiiiiiii

favorite thing about them

this is so mean but its that his life genuinely sucks. like hes one of the more normal and grounded characters in oso (hes still really fucked up and evil though sometimes/a lot its just when hes next to all 6 of the matsunos hes like an angel) like he grew up an orphan living in a pipe with his only adult presence in his life being IYAMI he never went to highschool he tried and failed in his teen years to be a chef but kept getting kicked to the curb HE TRIES TO KILL HIMSELF AND IS SUICIDAL IN THE MOVIE (AS A TEENAGER?) why does chibita have such a rich backstory and multidimensional character. and the anime is about these 6 neets who keep not paying him at his business he started on his own and relies on totally and completely for a living. wtf.

also i think hes just so nice as much as they dont deserve him im glad the matsunos have a friend as good as chibita hes tough but kind of spoils them cuz i think hes kinda lonely when theyre not hanging around making his life worse. i love chibita hes awesome

least favorite thing about them

victim of a few gross jokes i wasnt a fan of but i more blame the writers for that and not him. kinda funny though how visibly his IQ goes down in proximity to iyami

favorite line

not a line but his matsu hunting song in chibitas revenge was so so so good. literally one of my favorite episodes in the whole show

brOTP

always smile at his interactions with totoko i think its cute how theyre buddies too. Also i suppose shoutout to iyami. think its funny he kinda still keeps iyami around and still gets roped into his schemes even though he doesnt REALLY need to he has a JOB just cuz hes been around since he was a little kid. sunk cost fallacy

OTP

i like karabita ^_^ i also think osobita is funny sorry karamatsu LOL

nOTP

im not a hater about it but i prefer him and totoko as friends

random headcanon

had a crush on oso when they were kids but realized he couldnt tell them apart so he came to his senses

unpopular opinion

um? i dunno lol. i think too many ppl use him for karamatsu suicide angst instead of just writing them going to disneyworld like any other ship online but who am i to judge. i actually am one to judge sorry

song i associate with them

i know he plays work bitch - britney spears on the ipod on his mind on those cold winter days he doesnt wanna get out of bed and get out the oden cart

favorite picture of them

this isnt a picture OF him but whn i was watching osomatsu on tubi the subs for the karamatsu incident were changed i guess so it would be easier to understand for the average english speaker? so they just changed this joke totally but its raelly funny the way they changed it so its ok. look at this

for context the joke origianlly was that jyushi misheard "kidnapped" (yuukai) as "yokai" and thought karamatsu was turned into a yokai

also the rest of the joke is funny too

i feel bad chibi isnt actually in these though so heres this picture i like from kun

[nikrangdan]

cafeworker!ni-ki

pairing: cafeworker!ni-ki x female reader

genre: fluff, comedy

description: the cashier at the new coffee shop was so adorable you just couldn’t resist visiting just for him

**did not proofread

————

contrary to popular belief, you were NOT a social person

whenever you were around friends and family, you were always the loudest person there

like SHUT UP Y/N!!!!!!

anyways although you were loud, people still enjoyed being around you because you had such a sweet soul and interesting humor

everyone close to you knew that you hated talking to people you didnt know

but to all the strangers? no

they would think you were an outgoing ready-to-meet-new-people extrovert

which was so, so wrong

but ALAS, you had to talk strangers almost everyday living in 2020

(well lets pretend we arent in the middle of a pandemic right now)

moving on......

so you were in high school at the downfall of your existence

you used to have so many friends when you were younger ..now you only have like 3

and those three were always busy (busy making up excuses thats for sure) so you never really hung out with them outside of school

and on one fine evening after school you decided to visit the new cafe 5 minutes from your house

u were really excited because all the cafes were 15 minutes from your house so now u could just walk to this one if u wanted to !!!

but yeah it was in the middle of a small plaza that had cute buildings

you pulled up to the parking lot and was just about to get out the car when u remembered..

u have to talk to the cashier :/

who’s a stranger! even more ://

it was always so weird to you.. whenever you went out you always had someone else order for you because you just hated talking to strangers

you just felt uncomfortable and you couldnt help it

its not like you have never ordered for yourself but you would always prefer not to

and now that you think about it

this is the first time you have gone out by yourself

you did text one of your friends beforehand but they said they “had homework to do”

LIES!!!!

but you really wanted to try the coffee so you just ran with it

time to face your fears!

you opened the glass door to reveal a cute looking cafe, like the ones you’d see in movies

you loved it already

glancing to the cashier you’d have to be talking to—

hold on

you had to do a double take because WOAH.....

the cashier...

he....

wow..

you have never seen a boy like that in your life

you stood there for like 3 seconds before coming to your senses and standing infront of the menu

that was infrONT OF HIM

“hi, what can i get for you?”

HIS VOICE OH MY GOD..!?!?!

“oh um.. can i get a second to .. look..?”

“yeah of course,” he gestured to the menu on the wall above him

hes so nice u almost cried

your eyes shakily traveled up to the chalkboard menu and u began to ‘read’ the options

its like u could feel his eyes on u WTF!!!!

um um um *internally keyboard smashes*

you couldnt even think

the words on the menu were like gibberish

the ONE time u go out by yourself

this had to happen.. of course! someone had it out for you, you were sure of it >:(

picking a random drink you gave him your order

“uh can i have an iced caramel macchiato?”

ITS LIKE YOU CANT SAY A SENTENCE WITHOUT UH OR UM

u cant help but think hes judging you

he looks like that while u are standing there in old sweatpants your dads tshirt

“sure, what size?” he looks into your eyes after putting your order into the machine

god you felt your heart stop

his Eyes..... theyre so beautiful

“oh um regular” you attempted to give a small smile

hopefully it looked like one

“okay that’ll be $5.12.”

you dug out some cash from your bag and handed it to him

he gave u your change and gave u a small smile

“your drink will be out in a minute”

AAAAA

he went :)

he is so CUTE.....?!?!

he looked around your age too

sigh... you knew he was way out of your league though

you were gushing over him but he probably thought you were just another boring customer

while waiting u sat at one of the 2 person tables on your phone

and u IMMEDIATELY went to text your groupchat

‘GUYS’

‘AT THE CAFE NEAR MY HOUSE’

‘CUTEST BOY IVE EVER SEEN EVER IN MY ENTIRE LIFE’

‘WTF IM GONNA CRY HOW DOES HE EXIST’

‘WAIT BRB HE S COMIBBG’

you tried to quickly put your phone down without looking suspicious when you saw him walking towards you with a drink in his hand

“here you go, enjoy” he said before swiftly making his way back to the counter and talking to the other worker there

wow... hes so mesmerizing

you’d steal glances at him every now and then while taking sips of your drink

you were sitting there for like 20 minutes before you noticed you finished your drink

you totally forgot you came here to see how good their coffee was

it was good by the way

sadly it was your time to leave

taking one last glance at him, you threw away your empty cup and walked out the door

wow

u cant believe you got to witness the most beautiful human being ever

in your small town?? crazy

you were sitting in your car just thinking

WAIT

U DIDNT EVEN KNOW HIS NAME!

you mentally punched yourself but then you started laughing

what does knowing his name even matter, its not like u were ever going to talk to him anyway

LOL

*sad emoji*

but the coffee was good so you definitely planned to go back

and not just because of the cute boy

...unless....

*time skip*

the next day you went there was a week later at the same time in hopes that he was working the same shift

AND HE WAS!!!!

score! 1 for y/n, 0 for umm... any other person who had a crush on him too i guess

the cafe didnt have too many people since it was fairly new and also in a small part of the city

so when you went in, you were the only one there along with the two workers

“welcome, what would you like to order?”

NOT THIS AGAIN

he looked even cuter today

his messy blond hair almost covered his eyes

you shouldve forced your friend to come with you this time

you ordered the same thing as last time but this time he asked for your name

hmmm

“um y/n” you answered

your heart was always beating 2 times as fast whenever you had to talk to him

he wrote it down on the cup and after you paid, you went to sit down at the same spot as last time

looking at him is literally the highlight of your day

the same thing happened as last time, he came over and gave you your drink without giving u a second glance

>:((((

boooo look at me cute boy

nonetheless u continued going to the cafe at the same time as much as u could which was like three times a week

literally over a month later and u dont think anythings going to happen

u punch yourself for thinking the boy would somehow find interest in you

hes still indifferent to you which isn’t surprising since you’ve never made any kind of move

ever

but

he should know u by now

hopefully..

*time skip again*

it was a saturday

at this point you’ve basically given up on having a crush on him and now since its become a routine u just say you go for the coffee

not really paying attention to your surroundings you dont notice that the boy at the cash register isnt the normal one you see almost everyday

“hey, what would you like to order?”

woah WHAT

you look up from your bag to notice a boy that was definitely not the one that normally stood infront of it at this time

and you also noticed something on this new cashier

a name tag

how come your old little crush didnt have one????

this new boys name was ‘jay’ and he was fairly cute too

looking around the corner at the other worker u noticed he has a name tag too

you recognized him because he was always working when the cute boy was at the cash register

his name was ‘heeseung’

after taking in these new additions you answered to jay

“oh um.. can i ge-,”

“she gets an iced caramel macchiato. her name is y/n”

??!<_|#%[>~€\£~

you whipped your head around so fast to see who said that behind you

was it who you thought it was ??!??!

YES IT WAS!!!!

OH MYGOD

ITS HIM

you widened your eyes at the boy who wasnt wearing his normal black and white uniform

instead he was wearing black ripped jeans and a gray hoodie

wow....... and u thought he couldnt look any better

BUT OMG?? HE REMEMBERS U

“oh wow ni-ki, you know her?” the boy named jay asked him

“uh yeah.. shes a regular” he said before walking to stand next to you

NI-KI

HIS NAME IS NI-KI OHMHGOD

u thought his name fit him perfectly its so CUTE

“are you gonna get something too?”

this whole time you were silent because.. what is going on

your heart was being SO fast you thought that everyone could hear it

“yup, can i get the same thing? also im paying for both of us”

WHAT??/):)/$;##\%|

ur eyes widened even more it looked like they were gonna pop out of its sockets

u unconsciously leaned towards the boy next you and kind of put your hands up

“w-what?? oh um no, you dont have to do that” you nervously said to him as he looked down at you

he kind of had a smile on his face

“i want to.”

there is no way this is happening

“oiiii ni-ki” jay chuckled while punching in numbers on the cash register

“ill have both of your drinks out soon, you two kids have fun!” jay said before turning around to face heeseung

WHAT??!!??!

your jaw almost dropped from shock

millions of thoughts ran through your brain and you couldnt even process anything

u cant believe this was happening

it was like a wattpad story or something.. is this how u meet ur soulmate

your thoughts were interrupted by a hand on your back momentarily and u look to see ni-ki shyly grinning and gesturing u towards a table

no way...

you awkwardly follow him to a 2 person table next to wall and sit down

you literally could not hear anything except for the pounding of your heart

“uh sorry about that...” he rubbed his neck and sheepishly smiled

“im ni-ki by the way”

“y/n...” u felt so awkward u wanted to cry

“agh, im really sorry if that was weird.. i just didnt know how to ask you out.....” he trailed off

*passes out*

IM JOKING

Ok but u felt ur heart stop bc NO WAY

“wait what??” u ask, ur eyes bigger than the moon

“um yeah... haha i took the day off today to try to talk to you.. sorry if that was weird..”

HE WAS SO AWKWARD JUST LIKE YOU IT WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER

“no its okay!! im glad actually...”

“really? so is it okay if we hang out?” he asked excitedly

u did not think u could handle HOW CUTE THIS BOY WAS O M G...

“of course! sorry if im kind of awkward though” you gave a small smile

“its okay, i think i am too”

you two began talking about the cafe and where you went to school

turns out even though you two lived in the same town (literally 5 minutes away from eachother) u went to different schools for some reason

u talked for like 2 minutes before jay walked up with your drinks

“hows it going guys?”

“its doing good bro, now go away..” ni-ki lightly shoved jay and laughed

you giggled at the sight

jay looked offended and came right back

“that is not how you talk to your elders ni-ki! y/n do you see this?!” he scoffed

ni-ki just rolled his eyes and turned back to you

“do not ignore me young man!” jay joked

“oh y/n, ive heard all about you from ni-ki over here by the way.”

ni-ki’s eyes got so big you almost got worried

he turned around so fast and gave jay one of those ‘i swear if you say anything ur dead meat’ looks

jay obviously did not care

“hes always like ‘y/n this y/n that’ blah blah im glad he finally got the balls to ask you out because im honestly sick of hearing it!” jay laughed

u were blushing so hard

NI-KI LIKED U????

this felt like a dream

ni-ki pushed jay away so hard and turned back with red cheeks

awe

but yeah that was the beginning of the cutest relationship ever

u and ni-ki were so cute together <333

you’d always visit him during ur free time

it took like 2 months before u two made it official tho

and he was the sweetest boyfriend ever

[madsdefencesquad]

another kevison fanfic none of you asked for (also on ao3):

[Thread] Who's the nicest celeb you've met in real life?

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Kevin Pearson. Was an extra for one of his movies and couldn’t be any nicer. Chatted with us even though technically you weren’t supposed to. He joked around a lot and showed us pics of his family. Real top bloke.

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I met this guy once on vacation in Italy. We were at a table next to him and my newborn was screaming bloody murder, mom was in the bathroom. Couldn’t quite calm my son and I was getting real embarrassed with the loud noise. Some of the waiters came over to their table to ask if they wanted to move but Kevin shut them down immediately. Actually got a bit cross that they even suggested it. His wife suggested to rock my baby on the side to make him stop and he did! She knows a few tricks having twins and stuff. Also shared that joy/misery thing of being first time parents. Anyway, they left first (they got there earlier) and we learned after that they paid for our meals too. Couldn’t believe it.

replied: Wow. That’s the so fucking nice of them.

replied: Yeah made my wife cry haha

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I’ve heard only good things about him too! My mom lives in Philly and his brother was running for city council a few years back and he was there and took photos with all the Korean mamas including my own and my grandma! apparently he smells really expensive :P

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Didn’t know that I was fully chatting up his wife at Starbucks until I saw a pic of them at the premiere for one of his movies. I’d be embarrassed by my god she was fantastic! 10/10 would’ve gone for it if I wasnt such a potato

replied: And wasn’t married.

replied: That too

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My daughter was an extra on one of his movies and says he’s the nicest guy and “such a dad” lol! And her dad’s a real “dad” dad so for her to say that about a famous actor is funny

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I used to teach his kids in my kindergarten class. Daughter’s wicked smart. I can tell you all the mothers would have a fit every time he’d come by to pick them up and if it’s not his wife or them together, it’s him. Very hands on. I’d say that counts for nice.

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Rocked out to a Lady Gaga show with him and his wife in Vegas. His wife and I are practically best friends now! We’re on first name basis ;)

replied: Sounds fun! What were they there for if you don’t mind me asking? Coz isn’t he like sober now?

replied to a reply: I think it was for a niece’s birthday or something? Couldn’t remember, was pretty wild night :P And I didn’t see any drinks.Even his wife wasn’t drinking I think? They were literally there to enjoy Gaga like the rest of us

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I love hearing stories about him like this because it always looks like he’s such a pretentious pretty boy jerk especially back in the day

replied: Getting your life sorted can change a man

replied to a reply: Yeah he’s pretty mellowed out since getting sober. He’s had that DUI and rehab stint but now he’s a real family man and seems to love his wife very much. Good for him.

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Doesn’t he remind you of George Clooney? Got married late and had boy girl twins and is loving life!

replied: True!!

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Not sure if everybody knows but his wife Madison is pretty big in the interior design space especially coz she like pretty much runs their fam construction business. I follow her on Insta and I know everyone has a crush on Kevin but I’d pick her over him any day!

replied: OMG YES SAME! She puts together these amazing DIY palettes and I’m obsessed! I’d also pick her over him any day even just to pick her brain

replied to a reply: She also recommends the best books!!!

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My mom’s in the planning side of construction and met his wife in West Chester. She did a presentation and afterwards her and my mom shared parenting tips like they’re in some mom club. Apparently she was the sweetest and her babies are adorable and also Kevin calls a lot lol

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Met him at the airport, wife’s a huge fan of the manny so sucked my gut to ask for a pic. When he found out it’s for the missus, he recorded a special vid saying his iconic line. Missus was over the moon. Real good fella

replied: MANNY SAY WHAAATTTTT

replied: That’s so nice

replied: He did for my mom as well! All the moms love him!

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Kevin Pearson helped re-build my grandparents’ burned down convenience store. Couldn’t thank him enough even if I tried

replied: Wow, that’s real generous. How are the grandparents?

replied to a reply: Thanks! They’re over the moon. They have a house near the area but gran said he’d come by with his kids from time to time. Even if gran didn’t want to, they always insisted to pay for whatever the kids wanted.

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Delivered the cake for his uncle (grandpa’s?) wedding and he gave a seriously generous tip. Oh and his wife packed me pigs in the blanket.

replied: Pigs in the blanket?! What in the middle school

replied: Apparently it was the uncle/grandad’s favorite or something and they double ordered. But who cares free food!

replied to a reply: Did it come with ketchup?

replied to a reply: Hot, wrapped in foil and handful of ketchup packets. I felt like one of the kids

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Not him but his brother who’s like a big shot in politics right now. Real top guy and had the best laugh

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This doesn’t sound real but I’ve bumped into him literally five times over the past year he’ll probably think I’m some stalker. Rarely saw him without his family and once his kid threw a ball at me. He apologised but c’mon you either throw a ball or bounce it no big deal. Besides, that kid has David Beckham’s kids manners. Real like English folk polite it’s insane

replied: That’s always nice to hear that celebrity kids aren’t spoiled brats. We know a few good of them are

replied to a reply: Celebrity kids are different from kid celebrities though

replied to a reply: Didn’t say they were the same? Just saying that for a kid of someone so rich and famous you’d think they’d be a bit more spoiled but they weren’t at all and was beyond respectful and that’s a testament to the parents.

replied to a reply: Agree. I’ve met this particular celebrity’s kids and mind you they’re teens now but god they were just awful and pretentious. Even more than their famous parent which is saying something

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Not him but I did meet that actress that was so embarrassingly flirty around him during the press conference of hat film he did a few years back. She’s a real bitch and so fake and I’m so glad she’s been dropped from the sequel

replied: Oh god yeah I remember her. She was so obnoxious laughing at everything he said like stfu it’s not that funny!!!! The secondhand embarrassment watching her and him being all polite about it *chills*

replied: She’s the worst. No talent

replied to a reply: I was an extra for some scenes in that movie and she was WAY worse and such a diva for someone unknown. Kevin’s a real nice guy though and just let her be. He talks about his wife and kids a lot but she would not take a hint!

replied to a reply: That is just embarrassing

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Alright story time. Was working as a barista at a cafe and it was one of those really shitty days. He came in, ordered and waited and was all nice and took some pics with fans. Anyway, like I said shitty day so I mixed up his coffee order and got him two lattes instead of cappuccinos. Mind you, it was a busy asf day as well and I was the only one making coffees. He comes over and tells me and I apologise but by this time my manager’s already all up on my ass for serving Kevin Pearson incorrectly. He kept apologising to him and berating me till Kevin himself stepped in and told the manager off. But like calmly and stuff like it’s no big deal and people make mistakes whatever and I kid you fucking not he apologised to me too and said I was doing a good job. He probably won’t know how much that meant to me after an already shitty as day but it did. I made sure to make him the best fucking cappuccinos

replied: I’ve met him in irl too and he is this!

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I saw him sitting at a cafe with his daughter. Super nice. Asked him if I could get an autograph for my mom who’s a huge fan. He asked me some questions about her and wrote a really nice autograph, for her. His daughter stuck one of her stickers on there too and my mom loved that even more. I told him where she works (at a grocers) and he went out of his way to shop there the next day and made a point to look for her and chat. Great, great dude

replied: That is so fucking cool man. And your mom must’ve been so happy!

replied to a reply: She was over the moon! She loves his wife too! Apparently she was even chattier than Kevin haha

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Met him at the airport. I was an employee and he had some TSA questions. Genuinely nice and friendly, chatted for about 15min. After he was set, we shook hands, he had his kids say thank you individually with a high five. Adorable. His wife was super nice and friendly too. Very good social interaction, would participate again

[iprefertheterminsane]

What I should be doing; Updating my current BFU/GoMens fanfic

What I am doing instead; drafting an entirely NEW BFU/GOMens fanfic

Here it is;

Story Idea:

BFU*Good Omens, but make it scary.

The Unsolved Crew are trying to return to the airport after a successful hunt in London. Shane suggests they follow a scenic route of no discernible town. They somehow find themselves in a town that is not on the GPS maps with weird vibes and, surprise surprise, their rental breaks down. They have all watched enough horror thrillers to know all the cliché-est plot points. What lives in Devil's Dyke? Are the Them serial killers? Is Warlock going to betray them? Shane and TJ are probably going to die. But most importantly; What does it all have to do with Ryan?

-This is Shyan centric. On their way back to the airport, Shane suggests the crew take a scenic route down South Downs on their way back from London with the promise of a beautiful lake. The London shoots had been rife with sexual tension, and Shane does not want the moment to end.

-They find themselves driving into a town instead, suburbania and quaint. The townsfolk frown at them as they pass by. RP Tyler straddles his barking poodle. They obviously don't like newcomers.

-The rental breaks down. The cliche Ness starts to dawn on them

-"Hahaha, next we'll find out this place doesn't have line!"

-There is no line. They all glare at Mark.

-In a fit of nervousness, Ryan starts offline vlogging. Shane suggests they go into town to ask for someone to call the two service and find someplace with line. Surely SOMEONE will recognize them.

-But strangers look away and walk faster away when they approach. Whoever they manage to start scowling or fidgeting, and none of them seems to recognize the duo. Some even claim to know only faintly of YouTube. It's getting unreal. They do not seem to be joking, and get only more upset whenever the Crew tries to convince or tell them otherwise. It is finally pushing dusk. The Crew stops by a beautiful park. There is no one around, but a young boy, who has a look in his eyes they find relief in: recognition.

-His name is Warlock Dowling, and he showed them a copy of his birth certificate to prove it, claiming that it happens often enough that he has to resort doing so. It's so fucking cliche it hurts. Ryan hates this movie already.

-But Warlock is the son of an American Ambassador who lives in the UK, and thus, likely the only child who seems to recognize them and their YouTube Channel. He is not a big fan, but it's a whole site better than literally everyone else. South Downs is a bedtime story, he claims. It's perfect in the way all the towns in children storybooks are perfect. Nobody plays the internet in a storybook town. It is not a prank. Devon is skeptical.

-Warlock invites them to go to the Ambassador's house a little ways down the airbase near the back of the town, (what kind of horror path will they take? Thought Ryan. Both feel like equally bad ideas.) but they decide to go tomorrow. He directs them to a bed and breakfast instead. All the rooms look the same. The lady barely looks up as she hands them their keys. There is electricity in the rooms, meaning they could charge their appliances. For naught of anything better to do, they are filming this entire experience. They somehow convince themselves that Shane is going to die because Ryan is evidently the Protagonist, and since Shane is his Best Friend, he is either going to betray them or die in a heroic act sacrificing himself for Ryan. In a fit of panic, Ryan tells Shane he has a crush on him. Which is great and sweet and all, but now REALLY seals the deal in because now Shane is a love interest instead. Hasnt Ryan heard of the bury your Gays trope?

-"I knew you guys were gonna end up gay" "what why." "they have to kill SOMEONE off and none of us are black and Ryan s the protagonist."

-They don't find Warlock in the park the next day, and are forced to look for him themselves. Walking of course. They find out about the satanic nunnery that caught on fire on a cafe because the waitress explains that they have to pass through that and the abandoned airbase in the back of the town to get to the villa on foot. They all sigh in exhausted manner, not much in the mood for dying.

-Trudge they do anyway. Nowhere out but through.

-The old satanic nunnery is....not abandoned

-They rush inside and find that it is a company teamwork support organization, and they give out paintball sessions. There is electricity. There is a line, even if the company wasnt currently in season. They try to find a worker.

-They find her. Sister Mary is haggard and busy running an entire company and booking sessions all by herself. She is in turns dismissive and annoyed to moderately tolerant....up until she learns of Ryan's name

-She suddenly wants nothing to do with any of them, practically shoving them out her door and face sheet white, mumbling about being busy and how it wasn't personal. The door slams in their faces. Ryan looks like he is about to cry. Shane snaps.

-He breaks the door down, to the shouts of surprise from the rest of the crew, and announces, with the loud, arrogant nonchalance of a white man, that he is not going to budge until she tells them everything they want to know about Lower Tadfield, the South Downs and yknow the fuck what? Neither will Ryan. The rest of the Crew follow his example and dig their heels in, pretending to film her for good measure. They are counting on the fact that she does not have security, and that even if she calls the cops on them, the building is far too suburbania to find very quickly. Mary looks absolutely terrified, and refuses to look Ryan in the eye. She eventually gives in, on the account that they will soon leave immediately.

-The find out that she was an ex convent of the Chattering Order of St. Berryl's, a satanic nunnery. She came back because she had been born here, and oddly enough, the convent meant something to her. A good dozen of the Satanists died due to a lightning storm catching the nunnery on fire the night two babies had been born, and three left through the gates. She's never been afraid of Lower Tadfield. Nothing ever happens here. They don't buy it, but it's apparent she believes what she is saying.

-They demand to use the present line to call for another rental, cancel their airport tickets, etcetera etcetera, emphasizing that they are excited about leaving just as much as she does. With this promise, she allows them to do so.

--They manage to get their raw footage to Cloud and cancel their tickets but just as they are about to call for a new car, the lights start flickering. The building rumbles. Mary looks straight at Ryan and tells them to run. They grab each other s hands and does so.

-There halfway down the road when TJ yelps, and Devon announces they are being chased by something. They decide to run into the woods down further down south to lose it.

-It is dusk. Nobody is happy. At least everyone is alive though, which is something. Ryan remarks that the chase scenes in the movies are exactly as tiring as they make it out to be.

-Mark hears running water, and the Crew finds an occupied cottage on the shoreline of the sea. Their sighs are loud; both relieved and annoyed. Mark starts chanting/praying that they are not serial killers. Shane announces that everyone must be ready to leave at a moments notice, and sleep in the woods of they must, to everyone's agreement.

-The man who opens the door wears glasses and low slung jeans, eyebrow raised rudely. His husband, blonde and plump, tells him to let them come in, and that it is nearly dinner. They are gracious hosts-old enough to be someone's grandparents. Cute and domestic as well. Shane goes strangely quiet when the couple dances in the living room, and Ryan chalks it up to their romantic relationship, for which they share talks. There are unoccupied rooms they could bunk in-five; each of them reserved for the couple's godkids. Despite getting their own rooms, Ryan cuddles with Shane. He is oddly tense, at least until they start making out.

-Ryan wakes at night to voices in his ear, and decides to get a glass of something to drink. Shane is out cold. He finds TJ in the kitchen, looking at his phone. It is a picture of his family-Kate and their daughter. This is hugely concerning, as it is a surefire telltale that TJ might not make it. Ryan promises him they'll get back home. TJ clasps him on the back and tells him not to make promises he can't keep.

-Shane wakes the crew at 4 am and tells them, quietly, to pack up and leave for town. He had found a map, and determined the way to navigate. They are confused but obliging. They do not wake their hosts-in fact, Shane seems to want to make sure they leave without their knowledge. They find their way back into Tadfield by 8.30 am, and it is only as they are having bfast that Shane tells them that there is no tech but the radio-which isn't plugged in. The water runs, but the pipes underneath the sink are not attached to anything. Crowley does not eat, and his eyes were....weird. Too many red flags. And as he searched the room for maps before Ryan came into his room the night before, he had found a crumpled poker card of the Antichrist, and Devon admits to finding one of War, a horseman of the Apocalypse, in hers. Mark taps his fork anxiously, and his eyes spell out what they all could tell. The climax is soon.

- It is not until Ryan walks and spots a bespectacled child of Warlocks age that he realizes he has barely seen any children in this town, and suggests that they follow him to ask whether he knew Warlock. The rest of the crew return to the BnB for some well deserved rest, but Shane and Ryan pursues the kid....into the forest.

-They lose him until HE found THEM. He immediately recognizes Ryan, who had to introduce his best friend Shane. Two other kids appear from between the trees. One of them, a girl, has a large wooden sword. They are surrounded. Shane grips Ryans hand, and asks, half jokingly, is they are serial killers, and if they are intending to kill him.

-The Them claims that it happened like, one time, and they do not plan to kill Shane, but their smile looks too wide to be genuine, like they are sharing a personal joke. The boys start walking away. The Them follows. Ryan asks if they know Warlock. They stop, sharing looks. Brian asks how they met Warlock. Ryan refuses to tell them . The kids get defensive, the way 13 year olds tend to get when they are about to justify doing a notable offense, like staying awake past bedtime The wind picks up, and the kids get visibly relieved. Brian tells them that Adam is coming, in a way that makes them feel like they definitely do not want to meet Adam. They scram it.

-They are being chased again. This time, when Ryan looks back, he sees what looks like a dog but isn't-like something is badly wearing the skin of a dog, like it has too many limbs to fit into four legs, a slobbering maw and hellfire eyes.

-They manage to leave the woods, and almost get hit by a three wheeled blue car. Shane bangs on the door and it opens for them, and Ryan shouts at them to step on it. It is only when they get to a quaint little cottage at the other end of the town do they acknowledge their saviours-a bespectacled, brown skinned woman and a jittery boyfriend.

-The woman is American. She recognizes them immediately, and says that she is a huge fan of True Crime. It is the most mundane , normal conversation they have for all of 2 days. They enter Jasmine Cottage. Shane slumps.

-there is a horseshoe above the door, and runes etched into the wood. The smell of incense burns strongly, and a redlined conspiracy board in a corner of the kitchen.

-The woman calls herself a professional occultist. A witch, basically. Which is...fine. She is at least honest and blasè about it, which made someone in this godforsaken town at least. Shane spots a picture of the Antichrist on her pinup board, the same one as seen in the poker card he's found in AziCrow's cottage. Anathema notices, and admits that it's complicated. They are confused, angry and terrified, and mentions their encounter with Adam, and everything else they'd had to suffer through as they are stuck in the village. Her facial emotions change from shock, to calculating, to confused, to skeptical, before finally ending In blank. She claims that it is very unlike Adam, as he usually does not go about scaring people from out of the village. He had welcomed her in just fine, and the town had followed short after. Shane asks about the Antichrist and Horsepeople symbolism. She waves that one away, claiming how it wasn't important and that 'They wouldn't believe her anyway.' She offers Meet to drive them back to their Inn, and they accept.

-They get back to the village; as they open the door to their rooms, knowing that the rest of the Crew is waiting for them, Warlock is also there. He takes a single look at them, and raises an eyebrow. They tell him what happened. Warlock frowns. Tells them the only reason they'd been hounded In such a way if Adam wants something from them, and TJ puts his face into their hands.

-They ask if they should lock the door. Warlock tells them not to bother-it won't stop him anyway. Devon asks the possibility of leaving this very night. Warlock shakes his head, but looks contemplating.

-That night, Shane gets kidnapped.

-Ryan doesn't see the culprit, but something tells him it's the Them, and the Hound, and Adam. He runs into the woods. The night is cold and still, but the trees shake like they could be alive. Ryan yells angrily into the void, asking Adam what is it that he wanted, that it's him they actually want, to let Ryan go. He faces the Hound, a slobbering, monstrous nightmare. Ryan thinks he is going to die. There is a boy sitting in a dilipidated throne above a chalk pit with blood red eyes.

-Two headlights pierce through the gloom. The trees still. The hound sits, and Crowley steps out if the Bentley.

-Aziraphale is in the car. Warlock peers over his shoulder. Crowley stomps over and tells Adam to come down-that his game is over, and it stopped being funny for quite some time. Shane stumbles out of the woods, dazed and terrified, and Ryan traps him into an embrace.

-After some chastising Adam admits that he's made a bet with Greasy Johnson in school that Demons and Ghosts are real, and that the Them had managed to convince him that it lives in the woods. He had not believed them, and made them bet that if it was really haunted, Paranormal Investigators would come and make a whole documentary about it. Warlock had showed him a few episodes of BFU, and Adam thought it perfect.

-Crowley scolds him, telling him against manipulating and keeping the Crew here against their will, and Adam looks appropriately chastened. Dawn breaks. The crew emerges from the Inn in a state of panic. Crowley pat's the van twice and it comes to life.

-Someone asked Crowley if the kids really HAD killed people. Crowley waves it away, claiming that it isn't important. In the light of morning, the kids and the dog almost looks normal.

- They decide not to prod any further. Aziraphale apologizes one last time, and tells the that they are welcome in Tadfield if they choose to come again. Ryan and Shane emphasizes that they absolutely will not, ever. Aziraphale nods like he understands. They pack the equipment and leaves the town, possibly England, forever.

-In a few days time, Adam gets an email- a video titled The Horrors of Hogsback Woods, and he grins cheekily to himself.

[randomsevans]

PAIN OF BEING IN LOVE

Part 2

Chris Evan's x Reader

@jtargaryen18 30 days of chris 2020

summary: following the news of Chris's engagement you find your way back down memory lane . To the finding and first crack in your love for Chris that would only lead to the current pain you are in

The part couple of hours have been a blur ever since Lisa had announced that Chris was getting married to his actress girl friend ,Minka . You feel like your mind was somewhere as your body floated around not releasing what was going on , feeling numb . You dont know how or when but you laid on your bed under the covers in the pitch black . Finally letting the tears fall . You knew this day would come , but it doesnt stop the pain , the constant stabbing in your chest . You always knew loving Chris was bad for you , but you did it anyway, you still do . And you know deep down no matter what the future holds for you or who you have in your life you will love Chris . And you will always love the joy and pain he brings into your life , without anyone knowing, well apart from Scott now . And you know no one , ever , future ,past , present will have the same effect on you as those blue eyes do . You will always love chris , different love no one could ever be able to beat or match or even go higher But you kept it a secret long enough and it will always be . It's not like you expect somewhere down the line you two might end up together, that was never gonna happen . His to good for you , and his sees you as a sister . An Minka is perfect for him in every way . You are happy for him truly getting the life he has always wanted . But that doesnt stop the pain. You cant help but remember to the day you realised you love him and how he could never be yours , you never would allow it .

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Flashback

'The dickhead , errrrrrr knew it was too good to be true , I bet his getting a proper kick out of it ' 14 year old you was standing outside the cinema. The movie you were ment to be seeing playing, probably half way through now . Your date never turned put and to be honest your not that disappointed, he seem like an asshole anyway . Your just annoyed he probably thinks it's fun and thinks your crying. (You wouldnt allow your self to cry over something so pathetic in your eyes ) But you can't help on single tear roll down your cheek , this was ment to be your first date . You didnt want to go , you wasnt interested, but Scott kept pushing you to give it a shot. At least one lesson was learnt , dont listen to Scott but it's a lesson you already knew all to well .

To make things worst Scott wasnt picking up his phone . Probably to busy was something stuiped as always . Once you called him the 10th time you started to become stressed . How was you gonna get home ? You felt more teare escape due to the stress .

Scrolling though your contacts you came across Chris . You held your thumb over the name of awhile debating whether to call him or not . He was Scott's older brother ,you didnt want to make a fool of your self and seem like a little girl who cant look after her self but at the same time he said he you ever needed him he was one phone call away .

So that's what you did . With your phone now up to your ear you waited to see if he would answer. 'Hes probably busy with his new girlfriend '

But to your surprise he answered

"Hello "

"Hi " your voice cracked and tears began to run down your cheek at the sound of his voice.

"Y/n are you okay ?" You could hear the panic in his voice , you just let out a loud hiccup as your tried not to cry "... tell me where you are I'll come and get you "

"But ... a... arnt you .u busy ?"

"I'm never to busy for you . Now where are you ?" He demand as you heard on the phone and loud slam you could only assume a door and a seconde later you heard his car engine.

"Umm Chris it's fine, I should of called "

"Sweetheart tell me where you are ,or I swear I'll look on every street in Boston. "

"Umm but "

"Y/n " he warned

"I'm at the cinema 15 minutes away from your and Scott's "

"Okay I'll be there in 5 " he ended the call .

How can he be here in 5 , its 15 minutes away . Unless he is going to speed . He better not. Maybe he already knew where I was . Oh who iam kidding his nee girlfriend probably leaves 5 minutes away .

And with that you waited ,not much else you could do . Your tears died down . Still feel stuipid of crying over something or someone or somewhere you didnt even want to be

As if in a blink of an eye a battered dirt coloured trunk pulled up in front of you . The windows rolled down to show a very conserndier Chris showing lines on his youthful face as he frownd . "Get in " he muttered by in a tone that was not to be argued with . So you step forward hesitant at first but then you remember you did call him . As as you open the car door and I one footed jump into the truck , shuting the door behind you placing your bag in front of you , inbetween your feet as you fiddled with the seat belt .

"So ... " he began " why are stranded at the cinema "

"I was... um "

' Why am so nervous '

"I was ment to be on a date ..." it was then you final met Chris eyes that showed a flash if emotion as if he was almost hurt at the thought of you on a date . But it was probably because you interrupted his own . But you still felt a need to explain as if to avoid hurting his feelings.

"He ..he stood me up.. its not like I even wanted to go it was all Scots idea ." To quickly finished quite nervous as if you did something wronge .

Chris raised an eyebrow "Scotts ha ?" You nodded

"I tried calling him but he didnt pick up "

"So you called me ?" You nodded " so why was you crying if you didnt even want to be on the date ?"

"I was not!" You never like showing your emotions it made you feel weak and you are anything but weak .

"I heard you on the pho..." he chucked trying to lighten the mood

"I was just stress I didn't know how I was gonna get home "

"Well iam here now "

"So can you take me home ?" You questioned

"No !" You were shocked by his sudden answer.

"What ?"

"I'm not taking you home, not yet anyway " he said with his sights smirk .

"So where ?"

"Surprise!" He said starting the engine

"But ... but dont you have to get back to your girlfriend?"

"Pfff girlfriend?" He looked confused.

"Yeah Scott said you had a girlfriend "

"You shouldn't listen to Scott "

"I know that " you giggled now looking out the widow watching the world pass away. Unaware of certain blue eyes keep glancing at you with a smile only for you .

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" you didn't have to do this you know " said while manching on your fries in a dinner Chris brought you to .

" I did !" He agreed with a mouth full of his burger ." I couldn't make you go home with a frown " he said with his mouth. You blush at his words but disgusted by his manners .

Throughing a scrunched up napkin you giggled playfully " dont speak you your mouth full "

He raised an eyebrow and smirked a little sorry .

"Why do you care anyway , why do this just to make me smile " you giggled certainly in a better mood , his blue eyes stared into your in awe and a quite mutter you just about heard " if only you knew " but you swear you heard him wrong some you moved on to your next question . As those also familiar butterflys return to your stomach when ever your around Chris .

" So is that your job to make me smile " you ask while putting another frie or two in your mouth .

"Among other thing "

"Like ..?" Your curiosity getting the better of you .

" Give me the punks name ? " he glared at you but still in a soft manner as if to tell you his anger wasnt towards you

" what ?"

" the idiot who stood you up I want his name " he demanded as if a man on a misson .

"Why? "

"Because he made a mistake standing you up "

"And whys that ?"

Because he stood up the best girl in Boston, I know I wouldnt if I was him" the last part came out a bit shaky and quite .

"It doesn't matter anyway " you felt the butterflies raise to your chest as your heart began to faster .

"Because it does "

You couldn't argue anymore , abit scared by his tone you gave him the boys name . But you were still under the spell of his blue eyes . And it was at that moment everything your mother said as a child when you ask about love , princess and prince, clicked in your head . She expain how the flurry feeling never goes away as their around, how theirs a smile on your face always. And how their a feeling. A feeling only there can make you feel . It was at this moment you realised

Holy shit I'm in love with Chris

As you stared at those blue eyes surrounding a 17 year old Chris you knew you always had a little crush on him . You were pretty sure half of the girls in school did . But it never accrued to you just how far those feelings ran .

"Why do you care ?" You titled your head .

"Because your Scotte best friend " he smirked with yet another mout h full of his burger. You giggled at his terrible manners .knowing full well he was doing it because he knew it annoyed you .

And it was in this moment you knew

'He will never be your y/n and keep it that way to keep both Scott and Chris in your life '

You put on a small smile , as the first crack appeared on you new found love for Chris that will forever be on you heart . If only you knew it would be the first of many. Leading to the one big hole you feel currently. But that's the pain of being in love

[captain-jinguji]

sooo i’m back again with another request (cause u and ur blog are just too awesome to not drop by) i’d like to request a slight nsfw scenario with heavens where them and their s/o doing the “do” and their s/o teases them by saying “i’m bored” or something like that! if you don’t feel comfortable with this scenario then it’s okay! thank you 💕💕💕

YES I HAVE WAITED ALL DAY TO TACKLE THIS REQUEST also come and drop by any time you want to sweety 💋💖also also i tried to keep it gender neutral but you might find some characters leaning more toward a female s/o since they're easier to write for me

WARNING: slight NSFW

HEAVENS reaction to a teasing s/o during sexy time ~

Eiichi:

Your hands were tangled in his hair and his lips were hot and wet against your neck. Clothed hips were grinding against each other and you could feel his bare chest brush against your naked form with every bit of movement. You cant deny how hot and needy he was making you feel but he knew the effects he had on your body already, could feel it with every arch of your back into his chest and god he was feeling just as good and " Eiichi, I'm bored". All his movements faltered and he pulled away from your neck to look into your eyes and if he didnt know any better, he thought you were serious, "yeah right... Your soaked underwear and trembling body beneath me is telling me otherwise, angel" you blushed at his words and mentally scolded yourself for believing you could trick him like this.

Kira:

You didn't know how you ended up in this position; your upper body being supported by just a desk and your ass hanging bare in the air for your man. Kira was taking in the sight of you and enjoying every long second that he teased you with his skilled fingers. He would never admit it, but having you bend over his desk like this, your ass in the air like the needy little thing you are, is literal heaven to him. Except that all of heaven came crushing down when your words rang in his ears, "is it ever gonna get interesting?" You meant to just tease him, make him take you faster, but instead he pulled completely away and looked away in shame,"I'm sorry it isn't to your liking" wait no thats not what you mean! Good luck convincing him to come back ;-; don't crush kira baby like that ever again plz.

Nagi:

The sight of nagi beneath you, your legs on either side of head as his mouth ate you out like the meal that he thinks you are was pure bliss. Your moans filled the room and you could tell by the strength and way his tongue was working on you that he got turned on even more by every moan you gave him. Oh what a shame it would be to crush his self esteem a little bit, "can't you do it any better than that?" His eyes shot open at your words and met yours. His lips detached from yours and turned into a smug grin, "say that again and i will leave squirming on the floor like the needy whore you are." And you knew he wasnt kidding. The next time his tongue entered you, you could already feel his mood has changed.

Eiji:

Sexy time with Eiji was always so sweet and sensual. You could feel all of his emotions in every thrust, every inch of him entering you. The kisses he left on your lips and shoulders had you pulling his hair and meeting his thrusts. Wet skin slapping against each other was all you could hear... A few more thrusts and you would reach your climax, but oh god just take me harder. "Any way you can speed this up a bit?" Your voice was needy, demanding, and though he knew you didnt mean it like that, it actually just made him feel so self conscious and a small blush crept on his cheeks. "I just... Okay." You regretted everything you said the minute you saw his sad eyes; he just wanted to show you his love with everything he got.

Yamato:

Your body was pushed up against the nearest wall, Yamato pushing himself greedily into you as your legs wrapped around his waist. His mouth devoured yours hungrily as his dick thrusted into you, "so tight... So good..." He groaned, leaving hickeys down your neck as he clung to your body. Your moans filled his ears and the dirty sound of you mixing with him was just sporting him on more. If only... "If you dont fuck me harder I might need to find something else." You tried to keep your voice as steady as possible, but you screeched as yamato almost dropped you back to the ground, "what was that? You think someone else can make you feel this good?" You swallowed thickly, knowing that you won't be able to walk tomorrow the minute he turned you around, pushing your face into the wall and your ass on display for him.

Van:

The dirty things Van purred into your ears all night did nothing to prepare you for the amount of overstimulation he has been giving you for hours now. You loved it when he edged you like this because the orgasm afterward is the best you will ever experience with anyone, and god he knew that. He knew exactly how to make you tremble, how to get your legs shaking like that, always matching your moans with one of his smirks. But you needed that wiped off tonight; you needed his cock deep inside you instead. "Van... Do you really think that's gonna do it for me?" His smirk dropped and his eyes widened slightly, "has it... It has before?" His words sounded unsure and his confidence was slowly sinking and you knew that you needed to do something now before he completely stopped, so you flipped him over and took control, much to his dismay, but your pleasure.

Shion:

Shion was laying on his back on the bed; you were on top of him. Movie night turned into a heated make out session and both of your pent up sexual tension took over. Marks were left, sloppy kisses were placed over every exposed part of skin, and clothes were ripped off. Both of your breathing became heavy with need and you could feel him grow hard beneath you; he knew you were getting more turned on by the minute as well. He groaned as you grinded into him and you smirked slightly, deciding to tease him, "you think that's gonna do it for me?" His face flushed at your words and he immediately sat up with you still in his lap. You cant do that to him, he becomes so self conscious. Now you have to reassure him that you were just teasing. Try again.

[strangerthingsharrington]

Can’t Fight This Feeling

-3-

I didn't see my little brother until late the next morning. I was sitting in the kitchen finishing off some grapes when he came speed walking in.

"Whoa," I said with a small laugh, "where are you running to?"

He looked at me and hiked his backpack further up, "I'm not running?"

I rolled my eyes and plopped another grape in my mouth, "You're going faster than usual.

"Don't talk to me with your mouth full, it's gross," he told me with an eye roll.

I snorted, "Coming from you that doesn't hold a lot of weight," I said before tossing the final grape in my mouth.

He smiled briefly at me before turning and grabbing a cup from the cupboard.

"Where are you going anyways?" I asked, standing with my now empty bowl and walking to sink as he opened up the fridge.

He shrugged as he poured the orange juice into his cup, "Starcourt. Gonna see if Steve is there."

I rolled my eyes behind his back when he went to put the juice back in the fridge. I washed out the bowl in the sink quickly.

"Well doesn't that sound delightful," I told him before grabbing the dish towel and drying the bowl.

I went and put the bowl into the cupboard then turned to face my brother, who had his cup to his mouth and drinking steadily from it, watching me.

I tossed the dish towel over my shoulder and put my hands on my hips, waiting for whatever he was going to tell me.

He brought the cup back down with a small laugh and head shake.

"What's funny?" I asked.

He shook his head again before putting the cup in the sink, where it would sit until either me or my mom washed it for him.

"Nothing, just reminded me of...never mind. Listen, I'm gonna take the bus to the mall to see if Steve got that job at Scoops, do you think you could pick me up later?"

"I can save you the trip if you want, Steve got the job. Robin works there too, she told me," I informed him.

He scoffed at me, "Well I'm still gonna go."

I raised an eyebrow at him, "You're gonna spend your whole day at the mall with Steve? And do what? Sit there at Scoops and watch him sling some ice cream? Why don't you call Mike or one of them to hang out?"

"No, no way," he said forcefully, "they ditched me, they can come to me."

I grinned at his dramatic statement, "Whatever Dustin. Yeah that's fine, I guess. Maybe I'll come down with you, say hi to Robin then do some shopping," I said leaning against the countertop, "been thinking of getting some new shoes. Then we can call mom to get us when she's done work."

He went wide eyed, "No, you don't need to hang around with me when I'm there. You don't have to come with me."

I threw the dish towel at Dustin's face which he let hit him and fall to the ground.

"I dont need to, I want to. You're not the only one that wants to check out the new mall," I told him.

"You've been there!" he told me.

"To visit Robin on her first day," I said as I bent down to gran the dish towel and put it on the counter.

"Yeah so you don't need to watch me."

"I didn't say I was watching you, weirdo. I said I'd go to to see Robin then shop. Then we can either bus back home or wait for mom," he narrowed his eyes at my statement, "Relax, Dustin, I wont intruded on your oh so very important Steve Harrington time. I'll be in and out of Scoops to see Robin. Calm down."

He sighed, "Fine," he relented as if he had a choice.

I mock bowed to him, "Thank you so much m'Lord," I told him in a terribly inaccuract  British accent.

He nodded a couple times, "You'd think that would hurt my feelings, but I wouldn't say no if you decided to keep this up."

I smiled and smacked the brim of his hat down towards his face, "Shut it, let's go."

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Dustin was clutching his backpack as if his life actually depended on it. We talked back and forth on the bus ride to the new Hawkins mall, but nothing too serious. I didnt mention anything about the previous night and about the foreign language that was being spoken on his radio. I needed to figure out a way to breach that topic when I thought he would open up about it.

We got to the mall finally, and I had to walk quickly to keep up with Dustin's eagerness to see Steve.

Steve.

I wasnt lying to Dustin the night before. If having Steve as a friend made Dustin happy then...whatever. I didnt fully comprehend it but maybe Dustin looked at him as like...a big brother or something. Maybe he liked being friends with the one time King of Hawkins High.

We reached the lights of Scoops Ahoy and I saw my best friend standing behind the cash register in her sailor uniform and couldn't help but giggle at the sight of her absolutely unimpressed facial expression.

"At least try to fake it," I told her once I was a few steps in the door.

Her eyes focused over to me and Dustin and she smiled, "It's too painful to keep up the appearance."

I opened my mouth to talk to her again but Dustin pipped up, "Is he here?" 

She titled her head, "Is who here?"

"Steve," he insisted, as he walked up to the counter with me next to him.

She put a finger to her chin and tapped thoughtfully, "Hmm, Steve...Steve...not sure of a Steve but we do have someone named dingus here, maybe you're looking for him," she stated.

I bit down on my lip to stop the smile and laugh that would have otherwise slipped out because of Dustin's blank expression.

"Ha ha," he deadpanned.

The back door swung open, "Henderson? Henderson!" Steve shouted joyfully.

I took a step away from my brother so that I wasn't in the way of their little reunion.

He began jumping from the door, as he and my brother laughed the whole time.

"He's back! He's back!" he excitedly stated, pointing at my brother and looking over to Robin.

She looked at me with confused eyes and I shook my head and shrugged at her.

Robin obviously knew about my background with Steve. Neither of us were part of the popular kids, so we never had any sort of relationship with any of them. Unless we just happened to be who they would want to pick on for that moment. We learned how to keep to ourselves and avoid them as much as possible.

I did tell her about the bond that Dustin and Steve had made over the last few months. We were both extremely confused about it at the beginning and still were.

"You got the job!" Dustin cheered pointing above Robin to the Scoops Ahoy menu.

"I got the job!" Steve confirmed happily, before making a trumpet sound and pretending to play the trumpet with his fingers.

A small smile crossed over my face. This was the big bad popular mean boy from school?

Him and my brother then went into some sort of secret handshake that ended with them fighting with fake lightsabers and Dustin stabbing Steve in the stomach and Steve pretending to have blood shooting out of him.

The small smile had been replace with my mouth opening in confusion as I looked back to Robin.

She leaned against the counter, "So...how many children are you friends with?" she questioned.

Steve sighed and rubbed his nose with a sniffle, looking from Robin to my brother before motioning with his hand over to Robin, raising his eyebrows.

"Robin," I called between Steve and Dustin,

"I'm gonna go shop for a bit. I'll be back."

"You remember my sister, Louise, right?" Dustin asked his friend.

Steve looked over to me and a smile formed on his face.

"Yeah of course, Louise, yeah, no I remember. What's up?" he asked.

I gave him a closed lip smile, "Nothing," I remarked before looking back to Robin, "Dustin is gonna hang out here I think. Just...make sure he doesn't break anything," I said looking back to my brother with a grin before lightly pushing his shoulder which made Dustin jokingly stick his tongue out at me.

"Yeah, yeah I'll watch him don't worry," Steve told me, even though I had been talking to Robin.

I looked at Steve blankly before I shifted focus back to Robin, "Watch him, please. I'll be back. Dust...just stay here okay?"

"I'm fine, don't worry," Dustin told me.

I closed my eyes and shook my head slightly, "Alright, alright,"  I said opening my eyes and looking back at him with a smile, "I'll be back."

I turned away from them and walked out of the ice cream shop, eager to find a new pair of running shoes.

I walked around that mall alone for a few hours. I found some shoes and few items of clothing, I went to a pay phone and called my mom at work to let her know where we were, I said I would call her at home when we were ready.

The entire time I had been wandering though, I couldnt help but think about how happy Dustin and Steve were to see each other. Like I had told Dustin, I avoided everything to do with Steve. I knew what he was like in school. Not only what he did to me and Jonathan but he wrote that Nancy Wheeler was a slut on the movie theatre. And they kept dating afterwards for a year!

But the guy I saw today didn't seem like that guy...especially if Robin was able to tolerate him since they've been working together. Maybe Dustin wasn't totally lying about him not being the same kid he was in school.

But the big question was...how could this guy completely change his personality basically? Steve 'The Hair' Harrington. One time leader of his popular minions. How had he taken such a quick fall from grace? How did he became friends with my brother? What was going on in Hawkins?

Steve was a year older than me. I remember in elementary school having a crush on him, but I think just about every girl did. He was a good looking guy, obviously. But that was his fall back for everything. He was popular because he was good looking and because his family was well off. It was a cliche. He was a cliche. The cliche popular rich kid that picked on other people.

Basically after my incident with Tommy H, Carol and Steve I did everything I could to avoid them. Everything. It was a blessing being in the year below them so we didn't have any classes together. Didn't stop any of them from picking on whoever they wanted, though. Especially Jonathan.

Jonathan and I were brought together in friendship at first because of Dustin and Will being friends but it grew because of our mutual dislike of the popular kids (which did turn into trying out dating for about two weeks but that wasn't the route for us). Our friendship intensified after Will went missing, with the rumours that Jonathan had something to do with it. I defended him to anyone and everyone that said they thought Jonathan had something to do with it.

When I found out that Jonathan had punched Steve in the face...I wasnt exactly devastated by it.

I knew Steve and his friends had drifted apart their senior year, especially with the arrival of Billy. But I still didn't want anything to do with him, no matter how many times since November Dustin proclaimed that Steve was this great guy and whatever. Didn't matter. Didn't add up. You don't just become friends after helping someone with 'girl shit.' How would Dustin have even connected with Steve?  I asked Dustin and his response was always 'right place right time.'

Not a lot of it was adding up, but I was going to promise myself that I was going to get to the bottom of all of this before summer was over.

Title credit to REO Speedwagon and GIF credit to owner!

[rogueninja]

Okay so we all know who your top ships are... who are your unpopular ships? Or obscure ships? What characters from what series do you think about often in either good or bad ways? Who is a character that you hate that others love? If you could rewrite a story or part of a book, what would it be and what would you do differently?

Ok I am digging through my brain right now bc if I’m not able to hyperfixate on something then I tend to forget I even liked it. Ok buckle in bc this is gonna be long af. YOU ASKED FOR THIS, REG.

I’m putting a readmore so as not to torture my followers lol

Thinking about Veronica Mars. About Veronica/Logan. Do they have a ship name?? But I love that show and i was THERE for them. They were kind of a surprise ship for me, in that when they got together I was like, wait, WHAT? Like I was totally caught off guard. But there first kiss is, like, sooo romantic to me haha. It’s my fave scene in the show. But Logan is suck a prick sometimes. And they break up like every five minutes. And every season Logan gets accused of murder which of course he ends up not being the murderer. And they get back together eventually and I’m like really? But deep down I am rooting for them lol. I really enjoyed the new season of Veronica Mars that came out last year, actually. The ending made me SO SAD THO.

I also used to watch Supergirl and I thought Kara and Mon-El were adorable. He was very Carswell Thorne-esque, RH, I *think* you would like him. I never watched past season 3(?) though, and he shoots off into space and I never caught up so a few months ago I actually googled what happens and [spoiler] he ends up marrying someone else in the future or something so I was like, ok I’m not investing any more time in this show lol. (Also I had to google Mon-El’s name just now bc i forgot which is a bad look BUT I WAS REALLY RIDE OR DIE FOR THEM FOR A WHILE lol). Also I loved Martian Manhunter in this show, he was my favorite character. But the CGI for him was awful, omg. He had practical makeup at first, they should have just stuck with that.

Speaking of Martian Manhunter, I also used to watch Young Justice and loved Miss Martian/Superboy. Am I basic??? lol oop. But I love basic love stories. Anyway, I thought they were super cute. In season 3 though they’re kind of on the rocks. I haven’t watched season 4. I also loved Artemis/Wally West, but of course that had to end tragically.

Also, let’s talk about Nightcrawler. Allow me to set the scene. Little Kat is 13 and just rediscovered the cartoon she saw a few times as a kid called X-Men: Evolution. And thus, a weird obsession with the German, blue demon boy began. I loved Kurt Wagner. In the cartoon he starts a relationship with Amanda Sefton and I thought they were a-dor-a-ble. She accepted him for who he was, and they had a really nice healthy relationship. A lot of ppl shipped him with Kitty too which i am honestly all for idec I JUST WANT THE BLUE BOI TO BE HAPPY.

Can we talk about A:TLA too??? Like, obviously Zutara, amiright? Power couple. Like, Kataang is.. fine, but its probably my least favorite part about the ending, haha. Also, consider: Tokka. Toph is bae and can get anyone she wants, and she clearly had kind of a crush on Sokka and I think they could have been awesome. It actually kills me that they never say who Lin and Suyin’s father is in LoK. I had a whole theory that it was that kid The Duke from Jet’s band based on like 2 scenes from the series. There’s a tumblr post I made about it somewhere in the ether lol.

I also just remembered Tahnorra (Tahno/Korra) from Legend of Korra. It’s hard for me to explain this one. It’s a weird combination of being hyperfixated on the first season of the show when it came out, and I think I stumbled upon some fic or something???? And I thought Tahno was hot or something??? And FUN FACT, he was voice by Rami Malek BEFORE HE WAS COOL. So like before Rami really got big I knew who he was. He also basically played the Avatar in Twilight: Breaking Dawn Part 2 and I thought that connection was hilarious. It was kind of a problematic crack pairing but there was one author in particular whom i follow to this day hoping she’ll update her Tahnorra fics…. *sigh*

Okay one last ship…. I used to be ride or die for Outlaw Queen in Once Upon a Time (aka Regina/Robin Hood). Like, before TLC, I had a personal tumblr renaissance for that ship alone. My only existing published fanfic is for that ship. Taylor Swift’s 1989 came out that year and I related every dang song to that ship. I loved Regina so much and I just wanted her to be happy. That show is a dumpster fire, though, and spat all over my hopes and dreams. *sigh*

Also, lightning round for obscure pairings I ship and/or never talk about:

Frank Castle/Karen Page (The Punisher) ok this one isnt that obscure but I never talk about it… but the pining, oh god the pining

Jaime Lannister/Brienne of Tarth (GoT) THEIR 5 SECONDS TOGETHER ARE THE ONLY WORTHY PART OF SEASON 8. everything after that never happened

I already listed Roy Mustang/Riza Hawkeye (FMAB) as a top pairing previously but I feel the need to mention it again bc it was for real my OG OTP… LIKE U WANNA TALK ABOUT PINING…. *sobs*

Percy/Annabeth (Percy Jackson and the Olympians) This used to be my fave book series and i loved how their relationship developed over the course of the books

Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood (Harry Potter) ok can we TALK ABOUT THIS??? They were both badass misfits and they were perfect for each other. But noooo JKR has to announce they marry some nobodies…. this is the only change the last movie did right

Midna/Link (Zelda: Twilight Princess) I honestly have no explanation for this lol

Qui-gon Jinn and Shmi (Star Wars) CAN U IMAGINE if anakin had a proper father figure and didnt have to abandon his mother to slavery

Obi-wan/Satine…. (Star Wars: The clone Wars) we know whats up

OK, to answer some of your other questions: character I hate that others love. HMMMM…….

This one seems too easy/obvious but Professor Snape? Like obviously there’s already a ton of discourse surrounding this but he was gross, mistreated his students for years, committed atrocities, couldn’t get over his high school crush, and we’re supposed to believe he’s a hero in the end and HARRY WOULD NAME HIS SON AFTER HIM….. uh no. “Always” is gross.

I’ve literally been wracking my brain for days and I can’t think of any more characters for this. OK I did some googling and I remembered some LOL.

Ross from friends…. I literally can’t stand him. He’s so entitled and just the worst. He tries to act like he’s the nice, sensitive guy, but really he is so full of himself. Joey on the other hand is portrayed as a womanizer but is actually super sweet and I love him

Archie from Riverdale… I have only seen the first 1.5 seasons ish but he is the worst…. we’re supposed to believe he’s some easygoing musically gifted football player but instead he manages to pull off being bland as heck and actually kind of a terrible garbage person

Nick from chilling adventures of Sabrina. I hate characters that are like hitting on the main character even though she has a bf and are like dark and broody and sexy blah blah blah…. I liked Harvey way better. I never finished season 2 tho

Emma Swan from Once Upon a Time? Idk she was fine she just got old after a while

If you could rewrite a story or part of a book, what would it be and what would you do differently?

HM. First, Harry would name his son Remus Rebeus Potter LOL. Ok but real talk there was a headcanon floating around forever ago that Harry should have become a professor at Hogwarts instead of an auror and I am 100% on board

Ok, ok….. what abouuuttt…… OK, is star wars when Han and Leia get together. I like them as a couple, but the entire first half of the movie Han is being such an ass. And when they kiss the first time, he’s being SOOO creepy. It’s like so quintessentially 80s romance. and HERE’S THE THING. They actually filmed (or maybe just wrote?) a version of that scene that WASNT CREEPY. And i’m like WHY DIDNT YOU USE THAT?!? So I like to pretend that’s the version that actually happened.

This part is way harder than the shipping portion. If I think of anything else i’l dm you. I HOPE YOU ENJOY READING THIS NOVEL LENGTH POST OF ME RAMBLING ABOUT MY FIXATIONS OVER THE LAST 10 YEARS. If anyone actually read this far, you deserve a cup of hot chocolate and a blanket

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dcom daddies: ranked

whats up sluts i’m here to give you the content you did NOT know you needed: a foolproof algorithmic ranking of a mild selection of disney channel dads!

beast (descendants)

hotness scale: extremely tall (over a foot taller than me! this is Very Important to the scale) and he seems to be a mere thread’s width away from Unhinged at all times, which i love. i also think it’s very sexy of him to still have such a monstrous way about himself (what with the roaring and the growling) 20something years post-curse.... makes me wonder very vividly if such energies carry to the b*droom........ *clears throat* 10/10

quality of character scale: it eternally amuses me that beast seems to learn almost Nothing over the course of this trilogy. he’s literally pro-isle the ENTIRE time jsjdndjdjd..... not great considering it puts him directly at odds with his son (and, like, with social progress) but he Does seem to act the way he does with the kingdom’s safety in mind! plus when he’s not accidentally supporting magical fascism he’s super dorky. i love his goofy dance moves 7.5/10

total score: 17.5/20...... with this score alone you can tell this system isnt rigged bc if i had it my way he’d be winning

hades (descendants)

hotness scale: i hate his party city clown wig but i’m a total sucker for guys in makeup (EVEN THOUGH A DECENT SHADE OF LIPSTICK WOULD HAVE BROUGHT HIS ENSEMBLE TOGETHER. WHY DID THEY PROPOSE IT ON THE CHARACTER DESIGN WALL IF THEY WERENT GONNA FOLLOW THROUGH!!!) and i think the fact that hes Very Sleepy and doesnt own a dog makes him my dream guy 9.5/10

quality of character scale: he literally sings a song about how cool he thinks it is that he’s a shitty dad............ but he DOES come through when his kid needs him, so that’s nice i guess. i would have liked to see more of him but i’ll settle for reading and writing intricate fan works that delve into a hypothetical personality for him that’s mainly conjecture 7.25/10

total score: 16.75/20 i wanna see him in some preppy auradon clothes

jafar (descendants)

hotness scale: i wish i had nicer things to say about this man. he just....... bears so little resemblance to the original jafar it makes me :( maybe if he was more gangly, or if he carried himself w the same potent gay energy that og jafar has? itd also help it he wasnt a racist caricature. 4.5/10

quality of character scale: again, very much a racist caricature. jafar doesnt steal!!! why would This be what he chose to do with himself! but he does seem to be, perhaps, the least bad of the core four’s parents, which counts for something i suppose. 3/10

total score: 7.5/20 sorry bud

dr facilier (descendants)

hotness scale: listen. it’s dr facilier. what am i supposed to do, NOT give him a perfect score on the sexy scale? 10/10

quality of character scale: he just loves his daughter and wants to make sure she’s getting what’s hers!!!!! his dynamic with celia makes me really happy they seem so fun! though i guess you could argue it sucks that he’d send his darling babey dohter to do errands for big mean scary hades considering that Everyone on the isle seems to quake at the sight of him. but im sure facilier only does that to ensure that celia can hold her own! 8/10

total score: 18/20 and it’d probably be higher if we’d seen more of him

mr smee (descendants)

hotness scale: not only does this man fuck, judging by the ages of his kids he fucked RECENTLY. get it baby live your truth 7/10

quality of character scale: he seems to be SO kind and sweet to his baby sons..... holding their little hands and such!!! and judging by how nervous the kids are i’d imagine it was primarily smee’s idea for them to go to auradon. extremely noble sacrifice for their benefit even though he’ll miss them 10/10!!!!!

total score: 17/20 i want to kiss his hand, if he’ll have me

zevon necrodopolous (zombies)

hotness scale: every time i look at this man i think of this post. he’s the perfect amount of frumpy for my tastes and his voice is so unique!!!!! i’d let his z-band malfunction so he could *** ** ***** * ******* **** 9/10

quality of character scale: really really cares about his kids and wants them to be safe!! he raises his voice once which im not a huge fan of but i suppose it was justified given the circumstances. also that shot of him goofing about with d*le in the end scene shows remarkable capacity for forgiveness after decades of trauma and discrimination! what a guy. 9/10

total score: 18/20 an absolute dilf!!!!!

dale (zombies)

hotness scale: looks like an uncrustable. 0/10

quality of character scale: a fucking cop. die bitch! 0/10

total score: 0/20 get in since you wanna act clown

coach jack bolton (high school musical)

hotness scale: honestly pretty young for my tastes. and i literally Always swipe left on athletes, so..... fine looking, but not for me. 5/10

quality of character scale: obviously he grows as the series progresses but i feel like jack is Always in the way of troy getting what he wants, which sucks. i like that he’s kinda goofy on his off hours with his family exactly as much as i Hate how much he yells when hes on the job. i do wish we lived in the timeline where he and miss darbus actually had that duet about their disagreements, though. 5/10

total score: 10/20 truly an Average dcom daddy

vance evans (high school musical)

hotness scale: due to personal reasons i will be having bad taste. however, this man’s fashion sense in IMPECCABLE. i mean, the colors??? the unbuttoned collar???? come on now. there is also the gratuitous use of the d-word to consider......................... anyways 7.5/10

quality of character scale: it’s hard to tell how much of his interest in furthering troy’s career is out of sincerity and how much of it is sharpay nudging him. but either way the result is a man who supports his daughter unconditionally! he could be nicer to ryan, though (plus he’s an evil capitalist) 6/10

total score: 13.5/20 i feel like he and fulton have had Relations

mr gifford (lemonade mouth)

hotness scale: listen, i’m a simple guy. i see a basic-looking man pursuing age gap romance in the midst of a mid-life crisis, i support him unconditionally. also i am just Really vibing with that oversized denim shirt on him!!! there’s an egregious amount of arm hair poking out that just works. good for him! and this is a small moment but i’m very flustered over his natural Touchy Feely instinct after wen pokes out his eye... however: man has no eyebrows. 8.5/10

quality of character scale: i’m not a child of divorce so i don’t know how this stuff works, but i feel like he springs a lot of major decisions on wen? not ideal. on the other hand, we DO stan that he has sydney move in before they’re married. this is not a christian home!!!! 6/10

total score: 14.5/20 probably my favorite lemonade mouth dad, but mostly because he’s like the only one paid any attention by the narrative

mr banjaree (lemonade mouth)

hotness scale: men really have beautifully sculpted noses and we just let them, huh. i’m definitely overusing the word Handsome in this list, but in this case? i’m justified. mr banjaree’s beard suits him SO well and his hair looks so soft...... and we love the implicit cleanliness of a man who wears socks in the house! 8/10

quality of character scale: i super SUPER dont agree with this man’s Smothering-Adjacent Methods (and also i know firsthand that strict parentage just drives kids to be more rebellious, lmao) but all things considered he really just wants the best for his family PLUS he’s willing to meet mo halfway at the end! :’) 6/10

total score: 14/20 the way i feel about him is the way i feel when i get crushes on pastors in that You Are Complicit In My Trauma But We’re Gonna Kiss About It way

mr delgado (lemonade mouth)

hotness scale: OOOOH GLASSES! 5/10

quality of character scale: it’s sort of implied that the Wacko Energies of charlie’s family are mostly the fault of his mom so it’s cool of this man to distance himself from that. he is, of course, still complicit in Whatever The Hell Her Deal Is unless he is constantly fighting with her offscreen 6/10

total score: 11/20 would have loved to see more of him

mr yamada (lemonade mouth)

hotness scale: another chapter in the saga of unbuttoned collars! doesn’t get a lot of opportunities to show off his strengths but i appreciate that he is not the thinnest dad in town 6.5/10

quality of character scale: WOW fuck this guy. very dismissive of stella’s aspirations!!!!! i don’t like that he feels the need to talk Over her to her mom when he’s asking about her vegetarianism. dude she is right there.... however it’s a lil touching when he holds her guitar up at the end, so... 4/10?

total score: 10.5/20 *thinks about his slightly protruding tummy in his last scene* *thinks about his slightly protruding tummy in his last scene* *thi

bob duncan (good luck charlie: it’s christmas!)

hotness scale: in keeping this Specific to the feature-length xmas special, i will say that bob duncan is QUITE handsome! disappointed that he was wearing a shirt in the scene at the pool.... ill bet if this movie came out post-workout/makeover he’d have been shirtless >:/ i feel robbed... spare tummy, sir? spare tummy? additionally i love a man who rolls up his sleeves AND a man who stans kaiju movies!! also i love that he, quite literally, canonically fucks 8.5/10

quality of character scale: he’s about as charmingly incompetent as he is in the show, but the difference here is that he literally did not do a damn thing wrong! all he wanted to do was be civil with his inlaws and he frankly deserves MUCH better. its clear from his banter with the kids that he loves them very much (also i love how frequently he feels the need to jump/dive for things in this movie. silly slapstick icon) 8.75/10

total score: 17.25/20 this man’s mere presence oozes nostalgia

jerry russo (wizards of waverly place: the movie)

hotness scale: this man was MADE for me. the bottomless collection of hawaiian shirts....... the TWO tummy out scenes..........the fucked up evil thing his voice does when the kids try to steal the spellbook!!! he really has it all. also i love that he is truly just trying to have some beach intercourse 9/10

quality of character scale: i love that even when he doesn’t remember the kids he still maintains a little dadly rapport with them? the instincts...... it’s also incredibly good of him to relive his decision to give up his magic without hesitation once he realizes the severity of the situation :’0 10/10

total score: 19/20 i’ve never seen an episode of the show but im really about to start

neil morris (dadnapped)

hotness scale: handsome....... mr morris makes me feel simultaneously like a sapiosexual AND a morosexual because although he completed enough schooling to become a dentist, he also threw it away for a writing career like an absolute champ. also i find it unbelievably charming how Along For The Ride he is about the idea of being kidnapped. a man after my own heart 8.25/10

quality of character scale: this is a tricky one...... neil DOES show active concern for his daughter’s safety when push comes to shove, but he also has my least favorite type of redemption arc: “you THOUGHT i was neglecting you, but actually i was thinking about you the whole time and just never expressed it! we good?” so like. bleh. but he’s pretty mild mannered which i deeply appreciate in a man! 6.5/10

total score: 14.75/20 maybe talk to your daughter instead of writing a macgyver ripoff, dumbass

major joe mason (princess protection program)

hotness scale: prime dad bod, very believable for his line of work. also he has such a Gentle Way about himself when he’s around princesses....... i love all the hand holding when he’s escorting rosie. absolutely my type 8.75/10

quality of character scale: gosh.... where do i even BEGIN!!! his whole dynamic with carter is so ideal... i was apprehensive at first because his job would require him to be Absent a lot of the time, but upon reflection it’s clear that he’s raised carter well enough that he can totally trust her to be on her own, and also she’s only sad to see him go because she sincerely enjoys his company. everything about his profession is so noble and i love the way he can carry himself as casually or as politely as a given situation calls for. worst thing he does is say “i might have to stop calling you ‘pal’” because his daughter is wearing a pretty dress. i wish he was my dad but i’ll settle for him being my husband 9.75/10

total score: 18.5/20 i almost made a ppp self insert this morning specifically for Him

ted thompson (zapped)

hotness scale: athletes arent sexy!! this guy’s face screams The Only Websites I Know How To Use Are Facebook And Reddit and also he’s a dog person BUT he is sporting quite the tumbey if i do say so myself and for that i shall let him live. 4/10

quality of character scale: ok i know the whole point of this movie is Boys Bad but i hate men who are loud and i hate dads who get Weird about the inherent femininity of their daughters. when he calls zoey “sport” and then cringes like he’s made a mistake? dumb and unnecessary. HOWEVER all of his efforts to bond with zoey are really really sincere. like when he fixes her music box? that has NOTHING to do with the app he just Does It!!!! the movey mightve rubbed off on me a little too much but there are multiple ways to show love and just bc im not used to his way doesnt mean it has no worth! 6/10

total score: 10/20 mr thompson sir im sorry i doubted you at the start of the film

rob adams (radio rebel)

hotness scale: this man dresses 5-10 years younger than he looks and i respect that for him. but i was expecting him to be a bit more of a slimeball considering how tara talks about him in the opening scene... and you guys know how much i love slimeballs. regardless, pretty handsome! 6.5/10

quality of character scale: it’s nice that he goes to such a Public and Corporate effort to connect to his stepdaughter! even if it’s in a way that financially benefits him, it’s pretty clear that he cares about this family and wants to do right by them. nothing exceptional, though 7/10

total score: 13.5/20 i GUESS i’d be down to smash if he asked

ralph bartlett (read it and weep)

hotness scale: ok i was gonna say something mean about the fact that he’s balding but honestly he has really nice arms........ in addition he’s really quirky and optimistic which i am going to admire into my grave!! when he gets excited about having customers during the finale his voice quirks with an almost charlie day-esque charm. handsome. ALSO he calls jamie “princess” which is!!!!!!! something 7.5/10

quality of character scale: the way ralph parents his kids is Very 2000s in that he kinda babies his daughter but gets to pal around with his son, but i guess both dynamics come from a place of love and he could be doing much worse. plus he’s an honest hardworking small business owner! i support him 7/10

total score: 14.5/20 i would definitely go out for pizza with him

dr james hartley (how to build a better boy)

hotness scale: THIS. THIS IS WHAT DCOM DADDIES ARE ALL ABOUT. gosh..... this is truly the Most dad ive ever seen in my life. i love how his hair is always mussed..... how he’s so Desperate to relax that he falls asleep after Fifteen Seconds of smooth jazz..... and also. like. hes a scientist?? hello??? pretty sexy of him. i want to give this man the relaxation he deserves 10/10

quality of character scale: ok so,,,...,, kinda fucked up that he lied to his whole family (with the possible exception of his wife—sidenote, WHY did they make dr hartley married? his wife never comes up except when bart says she’s out of town. let him be single so i can slide into those dms) and EXTRA kinda fucked up that he works for the government? what a scab. BUT it’s very very clear that he cares about his kids (and gabby) and prioritizes their safety above all else! also, did you SEE how happy he was when mae won homecoming queen....... he loves her so so so much! :’0 8.5/10

total score: 18.5/20 i thirst tweeted about this man and roger bart replied ‘Aw, thanks!’ so i dont know where to go from here

[wtfgaylittlezooid]

Okay- it’s really out of my comfort to post writing here. I’m not confident at all with my writing skills, especially since I struggle with grammar and writing too fast.

And it’s even more out of my comfort to post for my BMCxJTHM AU. I’m not proud of it in the slightest, but I just want to write something. Aight, all of that out of the way, heres the basic summary:

Devi wakes up in her apartment with a killer hangover, and suprisingly, no Nny. The last thing she remembers is going to a friends party with Tenna, who Devi finds sitting on the couch waiting for her to wake up on the couch. Tenna explains the events of the night, and Devi is furious.

It was very warm and cozy in Devi’s bed. With two blankets piled on top of her, and Devi wrapping her arms around a second pillow, as if it were a second person, she never wanted to get up. The soft and nice warmth of this haven filled her body with a very nice and comfortable feeling.

That is, until a headache had awoken this sleeping beauty. She kept her eyes closed, but still cringed and held the pillow tighter at the pain that had disturbed her peace. Why me? She thought internally, baring her teeth a little at nothing in discomfort. Silence kept the atmosphere in her small room heavy.

Huh. That was new. No witty comment? No nagging or insult to how I should sleep in a better position? Still only silence answered her thoughts. Dahm, you’ve never been silent before, Nny. It’s nice, but come on. Start up. Only the very faint and muffled sounds of her neighbours going about their daily lives, along with the wind brushing against the tree’s branches answered her. Along with a new sound, she’s never noticed.

Static. Just a very quiet and faint static that seemed to just play in the background, like how music is played during movie scenes. Devi tried once more. Start up. Nothing but the same noises answered. Johnny, I couldn’t have broken you already I’ve only had you for a fucking week. Start up you lazy asshole. Nothing. Dahm it.

Might as well get up and talk this over with Tenna, she figured. She dropped the pillow (regrettably, it was a nice cuddle buddy), and slowly shoved the blankets off her. The breeze hit her skin and made her shiver a little. Why did it have to be so dahm cold in this building.

She sat up, a bit too suddenly then a person with a hangover should, because immeadiatly her head protested against the sudden movement and spiked the pain. Ow- fuck. The static got a little louder too, but quickly died down with the sudden pain. Not fully gone, but back in the background with the headache. Weird.

Slowly, this time, she stood up, her legs wobbling as she fought with balance for a short moment. She quickly won the battle, but sadly not with her head, and stomach. Dahm when did her stomach start hurting too? I need some fucking water. She groaned a little as she stretched, hearing the satisfying sound (and feeling), of her bones popping.

After the nice stretch, she started slowly making her way to her door (which wasn’t too far. Her apartment was kinda crappy), and using the wall for a little extra balance. Devi waiting for Nny to start nagging her about her posture and how using the wall would make her weaker. However it never came. She kind of missed it in a weird way. It was nice, hearing peaceful sounds for once, but she likes it when it’s in her control.

Startup.

Nothing.

God, what even happened last night? She could barely remember anything. How much did she drink? Did she even drink? The last thing she good remember clearly was chatting in the car with Tenna, excited to see some old friends, and nothing afterward. Doesn’t matter. Tenna can fill me in on the details later.

After what felt like eons of walking to a door that get getting further like in some horror film, she was able to grip the doorknob and open the door. She basically flung it open, and wobbled out. The first thing she noticed, after being blinded by the living room light and getting her vision back by the “holy light”, was Tenna sitting on her couch with that skeleton toy, she wasn’t even going to try to remember it’s name. What the hell was she doing there?

“Oh my god, you’re alive,” Tenna teased, squeaking the toy twice with a impish smile on her face. “Yeah- yeah. Please get me a glass of water, I feel like I got hit by a truck,” Devi exaggerated. She just really wanted the glass.

“All right,” Tenna said, getting up and going to Devi’s kitchen, getting her friend a glass of water. Slowly. She was doing this as slow as possible. “I’m honestly not suprised you feel like that, Dev. Jesus, last night was a night.” She told Devi, laughing at the end of the sentence. Devi rolled her eyes and wobbled towards the couch, nearly collapsing onto it.

Bad move. The headache spiked at the fall, the static following it. “Ugh-“ Devi groaned, raising her arms to rub her temples to try and calm the headache. Eventually, Tenna got the glass of cold water, and walked her way to Devi.

“PLEASE, just hurry up!” Devi nearly shouted. She really wasn’t in the mood for Tenna to be taking her sweet time. “I’ll be there in time,” Tenna teased, but sped up and handed Devi the glass. Devi muttered a quiet thanks, and downed the whole glass within seconds.

“You need some medicine?” Tenna asked. “YES. God I haven’t felt this horrible since.. well since that fucking computer entered,“ Devi complained. Tenna chuckled a little, and tossed the toy to Devi. “You can squeak him if you want. It makes me feel better sometimes,” Tenna smiled at Devi, then went to grab some Advil for her.

Devi “caught” the toy, or more likely it landed on her stomach and she just grabbed it. Spooky. That’s was it’s name. How could she even forget that? Devi, after checking to make sure Tenna left the room to grab some medicine from the bathroom, gave Spooky a soft squeak. It was a little relaxing, but her aching head and stomach still remained.

Startup. It was worth another try.

Nothing.

Devi stared at the popcorn ceiling, squeaking the toy a few times as she tried to remember the events of last night. Tenna had picked her up, of course still carrying Spooky with her, and then they started to drive to the party. They were listening to music, what kind Devi wasn’t even going to try to remember, and chatting. It was the happiest Devi felt in a while, and even Nny was agreeing about how this was gonna be good for Devi. But, everything after getting out of the car was a blur.

Tenna snapping her fingers in front of Devi’s face obnoxiously, pulled her out of the memories. “Hellooo? Devi!” She said, holding two pills in her hand that wasn’t snapping. “Huh-“ Devi said, jumping a little in shock. “Dude, you spaced out and I was trying to give you the medicine for like a minute.” Tenna explained. “Oh. Well, sorry about that. Thanks for the medicine though,” Devi said in neither an apologetic or thankful tone.

REBOOTING...

About fucking time.

CURRENTLY AT 3%.

Wow. Are you kidding me.

Devi dry swallowed the pills, not wanting to wait another eternity on Tenna. Devi spread her arms and legs all over the couch, in an attempt to get comfortable. Now it just felt hot in the apartment. “So-“ Devi started, catching the attention of Tenna who was sitting on the armrest of the opposite side of the couch now.

“What the fuck happened last night,” Devi asked, not even trying to be polite. She didn’t care about that she just wanted to know.

“A lot. We got at the party and you immeadiatly went to the bar, because you saw whatever-her-name-was.” Tenna explained, Devi nodding and listening carefully. She didn’t want to forget this time.

REBOOTING. CURRENTLY AT 27%

I’m aware asshole.

“She managed to convince you to drink from what I remember, and I left you so I could do the shit I wanted.”

“Great explanation,” Devi laughed.

“I’m not finished,” Tenna laughed back.

REBOOTING. CURRENTLY AT 43%

Just be quiet until you’re done.

“But when I came BACK. You were were drunk out of your MIND. You could barely stand and we’re trying, very poorly might I add, to open a can of gasoline. Oh and you also had one of their fucking kitchen KNIVES. You saw me and kept babbling about Nny, about what he was explaining and if I would help. I literally had to babysit you until you blacked out,” Tenna said, sounding a mix of aggravated and annoyed as she told the story.

“Excuse me-“ Devi said, laughing awkwardly and nervously. She had no idea to reply to that. “You gotta be joking Te-“

“I’m not. You really freaked me out, Dev,” Tenna said, giving Devi a cold and serious stare. Very rare from her.

REBOOTING COMPLETE. NOW ONLINE.

“About time you’re back, asshole! What the fuck is Tenna talking about?!” Devi nearly shouted, getting Tenna to flinch and stare in confusion. It took Tenna a moment to realize, but she did. She watched as a bunch of neon blue and transparnent particles appeared and built together to form Nny.

“She’s not lying. Seeing your memories from last night, she’s telling the truth.” Nny said, a calm yet tired voice. Could computers get tired? Whatever, that didn’t matter. “Then WHAT THE FUCK were you trying to make me do?!” Devi raged, her face turning red and her hands turning into fists, nearly crushing poor Spooky. “Looking back on the memories- I was trying to... holy shit— I was attempting to get you to burn the place down and maybe even stab some people-“ Nny explained, cringing at what he read.

“WHY THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING THAT? I THOUGHT YOUR PURPOSE WAS TO HELP ME.” Devi fumed. “It is. I TRIED telling you alcohol breaks me, but you didn’t LISTEN. Remember that?!” Great, now Nny was yelling too. And a voice inside Devi’s head that was screaming wasnt helping the headache. “Actually I don’t recall that. I dont remember you speaking a dahm word after we walked through that door.”

“You ladies done arguing?” Tenna joked, obviously annoyed. She couldn’t hear Nny, but she’s gotten pretty good at picking up on Devi’s and Nny’s conversations. Devi looked at her, face still red from pure rage. Tenna responded with dramatically crossing her arms, and lifting an eyebrow. She was trying to look all serious, but Devi couldn’t help but snort and then burst into laughter.

Tenna felt a smile prick at her lips, and soon enough she was bending over laughing as well. God, the laughing really didn’t help the headache, but it obviously helped Devi’s mood. Devi had no idea how long they were laughing for. It could’ve been seconds, minutes, maybe even hours, but eventually it started to slowly end. Tenna wiped a single tear from her eye, as her chuckles went to silence, and Devi held her stomach and her laughter turned to groans of pain.

“How’s your head?” Tenna asked, after having to take a deep breath after laughing so hard, a smile still remained on her face. “Say it’s fine.” Nny instructed, not being serious but this time just playing around. “Oh god- it hurts worse now,” Devi chuckled a little. “Dahm it,” Nny chuckled.

“Hold on-“ Devi nearly shouted, this time not sounding angry, but sounding suprised with the smile on her face growing bigger.

“Huh-“ Tenna asked, confused, but then watched as Devi pointed to nothing. Wait- not nothing. She was pointing at Nny. Jesus this is still confusing.

“Did you just laugh?”

“NO.”

“WHAT,” Tenna said, shouting and starting to chuckle a bit more now.

“Holy shit you did!” Devi started to laugh again, but not from humor, more of like she had just caught someone in the act. “Wrong. I am a computer I can’t feel emotions. You cant just humanize me, Dev-“ Nny started, his face starting to turn a shade of red.

“Well I think I humanized you a long ass time ago when I gave you the name “Johnny” you bastard. I heard you laugh and I want to hear it again.” Devi said, still pointing at him.

“Devi there better be a way of you being able to upload that to some sort of computer I want to hear what it sounds like!” Tenna said, excitement filling her voice.

“You aren’t missing out on much, Tenna,” Devi smirked, then giving a devilish look at Nny. “All it sounded like was a hyena choking on a toa-“

She got cut off by a quick shock in her back, she flinched hard and straightened her posture (out of habit). However it wasn’t one of the “fixing” ones. It felt like someone pricked her in the back with a needle very lightly. Just enough to suprise her. She looked over at Nny, who was frowning dramatically and crossing his arms, his face beet red.

Devi snorted again. “Embarrassed, noodle boy?” Devi teased, not caring how immature the nickname was. Tenna, whos expression was originally one of slight worry once Devi got shocked, changed to the mishevious expression to match Devi’s. She was very entertained by this, even if she couldn’t see nor hear Nny.

“I can’t be embarrassed. I’m an AI.”

“If you can’t be embarrassed and you’re just ‘an AI’, explain why you’re blushing like that?” Devi teased, resulting in a very shocked Tenna.

“WHAT-“ she basically shrieked.

Nny looked shocked, and opened his mouth to talk, but then closed it. His face shifted to shock, to embarrassment, then finally frustration. He growled a little, and stomped his foot. The second it made contact with the ground, he exploded into the blue particles and disappeared.

“Well he’s gone,” Devi snorted and looked at Tenna, amusement and pride on her face. First argument she won against him. It felt nice.

[agentbarton12]

Sticky Business

AN: so, yeah, i was bored and decided to post this so here we are! also, just in case it wasnt clear, this is a slow burn. like, really sloow. strap in, folks, its gonna be a looong ride.

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CHAPTER TWO

About an hour later, I was saying goodbye to Mr Torres and promising that I’d visit him tomorrow. I walked out and left for my apartment. I expected to see my mom waiting outside the locked door but the voices I heard from next door were a clear indication that she wasn’t done. Instead, I found a tall and well-built boy in basketball shorts and a loose Lakers jersey hanging off his body, revealing his perfectly toned arms. I swear he wears tanks on purpose.

“Where have you been? I have been waiting here for fifteen minutes,” he said when he noticed me. I brushed him off with a wave and proceeded to unlock the door.

I walked in with him on my heels and watched as he rushed to the bathroom. I chuckled at his childish demeanor and poured myself a glass of water. He came back with an angry look on his face.

“What?” I asked.

“Where were you?” he asked reaching for my now empty glass and moving around the counter to fill it again.

I shrugged. “I was visiting Mr Torres.”

“Why?”

“Felt like it,” I said shrugging again.

He pushed no further. He looked around the room and sighed. “Where’s your mom?”

I pointed to the wall separating our apartment and Miss Crux’s.

“Miss Crux?” he asked incredulously. “Why?”

I shrugged for what I assumed to be the third time since I stepped foot in the place. “Spider-Man,” I said as if it explained everything. Apparently, it did not.

“Ah, because that makes sense,” he said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes and walked over to the couch and switched on the T.V. “Michelle? I’m talking to you,” he said frustrated.

“You know where to find me,” I called over my shoulder not looking back once. I was too transfixed on the T.V. to notice what was happening. Before I knew, he had dropped his heavy behind onto my lap and was squishing me with his weight.

“Terrance! Terrance, get off!” I screamed hitting his arm. It was no use; those things were like bricks.

“Do you promise to give me your full attention?”

“Terrance, off now!”

“MJ?” he said in a sing-song voice.

“Fine,” I huffed out. “You have my attention.”

“Thank you.”

“Now get off,” I said pushing him off my lap. I crossed my arms in annoyance and blew a strand of my curly hair out of my eyes. I shot daggers at Terrance who was looking over with me a cocky smirk. “What?” I snapped.

“Why’s your mom there?” he asked pointing at the wall behind the T.V.

“Spider-Man asked her to go.”

“How did she run into Spider-Man?”

“She was out on the terrace looking for me when he swung by.”

“Why was she looking for you?”

“I might’ve been on the roof.”

He raised a questioning eyebrow but continued nonetheless. “I thought you were with Mr Torres?” he phrased more like a question than a statement seeing as he didn’t know the details. I could’ve easily lied to him and he’d believe me, but when it came to Terrance, I felt inclined to tell the truth. Sometimes.

“That’s what I told mom after I came down from the roof. I just decided to visit him for an alibi, you know?”

“Wow. Using poor, defenseless men to keep you out of trouble. You are a monster.”

I rolled my eyes at him. “I think that is all the honesty I can release for the night, so if you’ll excuse me, I was watching something.”

He raised his arms in defense and walked over to my room. It was silent for a while, just the sound of the voices from the T.V. filling the space, until Terrance broke it with his big mouth. “MJ!”

“What?” I yelled back.

He came out of my room and came around the couch to face me, standing directly in front of the T.V. Again. “You need to stop doing that,” I said gesturing to his body and the T.V. behind him. He ignored me and lifted a pair of shorts that he got from my room. His shorts.

“What did I say about taking my clothes?”

“Don’t,” I admitted.

“So why did you take my shorts?”

I shrugged. Terrance didn’t like that answer. He bent over me, his face inches away from mine. His breath fanning my face. “I’ll steal your sketch book,” he threatened. That sketch book was pretty important to me and I swear if he lays a finger on it I will not hesitate to snap his hand in two.

I kept my face indifferent when I spoke. “You…you smell like…sweat, perspiration and…broken dreams.”

He sighed as he backed away. “Sweat and perspiration are the same thing,” he said with a hint of a smile in his voice. “You’d think that someone going to that school for smart people would know that.

“Oh, I know. I said it thinking your little jock brain wouldn’t catch on. And besides, you sleep in my room, so of course your clothes are going to be in there.”

He flipped me off as he went back to my room, no doubt rummaging through my clothes looking for any other items of ‘stolen clothing’.

Terrance had been living with us since his last year of high school when his mom left for a year long work trip to the Middle East. Seeing as his mom is my dads sister, it made sense for him to live with us until she got back. He slept on the couch I was sitting on until we were able to bring his bed into my room. It was a tight fit, but we made it work anyway.

As the year past, we grew closer; no longer just cousins but siblings. Brother and sister. We kept the bond we had created even when his mom came back, and he went back home. We still had sleepovers and we’d go to the movies together, but ever since his mom found out about my mom and what she did, Aunt Rey wanted nothing to do with us. We never bothered reaching out to her, because we didn’t blame her. My mom was involved in some shady stuff and it made sense that she wanted to steer clear of that. We stayed in our corner and she stayed in hers. The only bridge between the gap being Terrance. He had some knowledge of what had happened, but he wasn’t going to walk away from the relationship we had created.

He came over more and would sleep on the floor in my room. Even though his mother opposed of it, she never said anything because that would require her actually talking to my mom about it. And anything that required talking to my mom, she stayed away from.

It was the second weekend Terrance had spent here since he went back to college. I was glad for his company because, and I will never admit this out loud, I kind of enjoyed having people around me. Select people. People that I liked.

I focused my attention back to the movie that was playing. I wasn’t really enjoying it, but laziness had overridden my distaste and I didn’t change the channel.

My mother walked in not so long after and dropped bags on the kitchen counter. I turned around to see if she had bought food. She had. My mood lifted substantially at the sight of it.

“Michelle?” I heard her call from the kitchen. I murmured in response. “Is Terrence here?” I murmured an affirmative answer. “Cool.”

“Terrance! Mom’s here!”

“Coming!”

Terrance stumbled out of my room not too long after and greeted my mom. He offered to help her prepare dinner, but she shooed him away. He came and plonked himself next to me on the couch. My mom heated up the food in the microwave and brought three glasses of juice and placed them on the coffee table in front of the couch.

When the microwave dinged, my mom brought the food. We sat together and ate, laughing at the movie that was playing. By the time nine rolled around, I went to my room to read after saying goodnight to Terrance and my mom, and I could’ve sworn I felt someone watching me through my window, but I didn’t see anything. I shrugged it off and climbed into bed with my book without bothering to change into my pajamas.

An hour later, Terrance stumbled in looking groggy and gravitated towards the matrass at the foot of my bed.

“Night, T,” I said from my perch.

“Yeah, MJ.”

The sounds of his soft snoring filled the room and I decided to join him in the land of slumber. I switched off the light and pulled the duvet over my head. ~~~~~

Being a loner was harder than it looked.

On the bus ride to school, I sat in the middle row — everyone gravitates to the back to do their…things or the front to avoid the people who are doing their…things — on the chair by the aisle. That way no one will bother asking if they can pass and sit next to me. At least that’s what I was hoping for.

A girl and her oblivious crush asked to occupy the two seats next to me. I’ve been watching them since they were the last people we had to pick up. Riley and Blake, Sophomore’s. When they got on, I did a quick and discrete sweep of the bus to see where all the empty seats were. There were a couple scattered around, but there were none where they could sit together. And I could tell that is exactly what they wanted to do.

I released an inaudible sigh as I realised that the only option for them was to sit together…next to me.

They didn’t seem to want to though. My reputation seems to have spread far and wide. Blake, being the oblivious gentleman, he is, opted to sit next to me. Bad idea.

You see, I had already pegged Riley as one of those groupies. Seeing as Midtown is more of a STEM school, it didn’t really focus on materialistic hierarchies (which is why no one cares about how much money Flash’s family has) but more so on the intelligence level. That doesn’t mean it didn’t have the occasional clique of people who thought the only way to showcase their brains is by making everyone else feel bad.

“She’s got to be kidding,” I heard Riley whisper not-so-discretely to her friend. “She is really wearing pajama pants. Pajama pants, Blake.”

Blake shrugged, glancing over at me ever so slightly. “So? Maybe she’s comfortable.”

“Or, she needs a serious fashion intervention.”

“Not everybody is a denim skirt loving fanatic like you, Riley,” Blake countered sounding a little exasperated.

Riley scoffed at that. “I think she purposely tires not to care, actually caring that she doesn’t care.”

“That doesn’t make sense, Riley.”

“Trust me, Blake. Girls do crazy stuff for attention.”

Blake merely rolled his eyes and stole a quick glance in my direction. I couldn’t tell (yet) if he had some personal struggle in the past when it came to clothing or if he really just wanted Riley to shut up because, duh, I was right there.

I kept my face devoid of emotion and burned my gaze into the chair in front of me. The bus finally pulled up in front of the school and I rushed to get off, not before confronting the Undercover Fashion Police.

I turned to Riley who was starting to get out of her seat. “I’m not looking for attention. You and this whole school just seem to want to give it to me because I don’t want to conform to the social standards of what is deemed ‘normal’ to wear. The same way no one says anything about your obnoxiously miniskirts because you want to wear them, I want to wear my pajama pants. So, you and everyone else can take their unwanted attention and shove it because in case you haven’t noticed, I don’t want it.”

And with that I turned around and got off the bus, leaving a very shocked bunch of students gaping at me.

It didn’t take long for word to travel about the scene I had caused on the bus. Did I care? No. Well, kind of. Did I care that I had caused a scene? No. Did I care that I was now the centre of everyone’s gossip? A little bit, yeah. But my loner reputation didn’t allow me to confront too many people about it. Two annoying girls in the bathroom, okay. A boy in my English class, allowed. A whole cafeteria full of people? No.

The staring didn’t bother me much. While I was eating my stale and sad excuse for pizza, eyes trailed all my movements. It didn’t bother me. I could always shield myself with a book thicker than my head and bury myself in the contents of its pages. And that’s what I did. Despite the thickness of the book, I could still feel a pair of eyes boring into my skull. It was unnerving and the fact that I knew exactly who it was, bothered me even more.

Without so much as a glance up from my book, I turned my head in the direction of the person in question and snapped. “What?” Brown eyes bulged out from their sockets after realizing they had been caught.

~~~~~

Peter was staring. Not Liz-Allan type staring, but creepy-stalker type staring. (Although Ned would argue and say they were the same thing. They weren’t.)

Could you blame him, though? He had just saw one of his school mates in their natural habitat and had to adapt with this knowledge, act nonchalant like he didn’t see them fall off the railing of a roof. Sure, he met a lot of his fellow class mates — sometimes teachers too — when he was out on patrol, but he wasn’t close with any of his class mates (besides Ned) so it was easier to act like it wasn’t him who saved their life. Like it wasn’t him who fetched their cat from a tree, or helped their grandfather cross the street. Because it wasn’t him, it was Spider-Man, and Peter had gotten pretty good at keeping the two separate.

But it was different now. Michelle was different. It was hard for him to act like he didn’t cover for her when her mom was looking for her on the roof the day before. Like he wasn’t worried that she was planning on jumping. Like the sight of her didn’t make him feel nervous about looking cool, because it sure did.

If there was one thing Peter knew about Michelle, it’s that she was a very tough cookie to crack. Really tough. It was hard enough to get her to acknowledge when one of his jokes were funny or when he got something right in AcaDec practices as Peter, but she didn’t know Spider-Man and he sure wasn’t going to ruin her first impression of him by doing something stupid, like staring at her without speaking (oh wait. He did do that. He was doing that right now).

It was worse when he found himself ignoring his usual route home after patrol and swinging in the direction of her apartment, ignoring KAREN’s constant reminder that home was in the other direction. It was even worse when he decided to watch her through her bedroom window. He was pretty sure she didn’t see him, but it was hard to tell. Again, tough cookie.

He didn’t know what time he left but he eventually did. (Keyword being eventually.) He swung back to his apartment and crawled through his window, only with the thought of Michelle sitting in her bed, her curly brown hair free of its hairband.

Telling Ned about it had been the absolute worst part of that day. He wouldn’t stop teasing and offering unhelpful Star Wars quotes as advice. It was in that moment Peter thought that he and Ned should widen their movie viewing spectrum. Ned didn’t like that idea.

But now, in this moment, with Michelle giving him her famous steely glare and pursed lips look, he was unable to form words. He knew exactly what she was talking about. The staring. He was just surprised she didn’t catch on and call him out on it sooner seeing as he’d been doing it the entire day. Then again, the whole school had been too.

“Your words, loser.” Michelle’s monotone voice broke him out of it. He needed to speak. Like now.

“Uh-I-um…”

“Right.”

Peter sighed. She was impossible.

“I like your book,” he blurted out. That was not supposed to happen. He didn’t even know what book it was. Ned and Michelle both seemed to have caught onto this and gave him skeptical looks.

“Dude, you read?” Ned asked incredulously.

“Yeah, I agree with nerdier over there,” Michelle admitted motioning with her book to Ned who was sitting in front of her. “I’ve never seen you with anything that the school didn’t hand out to us, and this,” she held up her book, “was not handed out.”

“Umm…I-uh meant I like how it looks. Yeah, yeah. I meant I like how it looks. Like the cover. It’s cool.” Nice save, Peter. This lie only caused Michelle’s eyebrow to rise higher (if that’s even possible).

“I didn’t know that you found black slaves being tortured and stripped naked purely for the amusement of the white man ‘cool’.”

Dang it. Peter had really just put himself up against a wall. How to get out of this one? “Well, I meant the concept of the cover was c-cool. You know, the-um raw and-and brutal truth of the uh…cover hits home. Like the honesty is super cool.”

That only caused Michelle’s eyebrow to rise even higher (how? Seriously how?). “What home does it hit for you, Parker? Were your ancestors slaves? Taken from the only home they ever knew and forced to raise children that weren’t their own?”

“What? Of course not. I just meant — ”

“ — Dude, shut up.” Thank the heavens for Ned Leeds. He shot Peter a warning look and shook his head. Peter read the signal clearly: Don’t even. Peter saw this look a lot on Ned.

The table was silent as Peter stared at the table and the wall behind Michelle, and the double doors over on his right and well, anywhere besides Michelle’s face.

If he didn’t look at her, it was as good as her not being there, right? Wrong. It was hard not looking at Michelle. It’s not like she wore a sign above her head that read Look at me! (if her scene earlier was any indication) but it was the absence of one that made it impossible for Peter to look away.

His neck hairs were on edge (like they have been since Michelle gave them her attention) and he couldn’t shake the feeling that she was still watching him. Why? Maybe it was payback for the staring that he was doing, but it felt…different. Analyzing, even.

He heard her release a sigh. “You never answered my question, loser.”

He looked up and saw her giving him an unreadable expression. He glanced over at Ned, but he was no help at all, seeing as he had been watching the whole exchange with an amused grin. Ned raised his arms in defense signaling that this was Peter’s fight and Peter’s alone.

“I-uh-I did. The book remember?” It came more like a question than a statement, which was not what Peter was aiming for. He was trying to be confident, not to reveal too much about how nervous he was, but nervousness was in his DNA.

Michelle gave him a disbelieving look. “You and everyone here knows that is a lie and — ”

“I don’t think everyone knows that — ” Peter interrupted, gaining enough confidence to defend himself even though his attempts were thwarted by Ned’s comment.

“Dude, everyone does.” Guess who finally decided to join the conversation. Peter gave Ned an incredulous look because this was the second time Ned had sided with Michelle and Peter couldn’t tell if it was because he truly agreed with her or if he was just avoiding getting reprimanded. Peter chose to believe the second one.

Michelle regarded Ned with a nod as if to say to Peter, see? Even he gets it.

“Don’t worry, loser, I don’t blame you. I know you were born with this inability to lie and it shows in your everyday activity,” Michelle admitted shrugging. Peter just stared at her, mouth agape.

When Ned reached over and pushed his bottom lip back up, Peter finally collected his words. “W-wha-what are you talking about? I don’t lie every day.” That was a lie. He had lied on three occasions to excuse himself from being late. Peter hated it that Michelle was right.

“Yes, you do. You wanna know how I know?” She rested her chin in hands as she stared at Peter in a challenging manner, daring him to say yes, her book long forgotten. Peter wasn’t able to form words under the intensity of her gaze, so he numbly nodded, afraid and unsure of what he had gotten himself into. If he knew where it would lead, Peter would had said no.

“You are hiding something, Parker. The constant flaking, the unmistakable injuries, your inconsistent excuses, your — spider.”

Peter’s mouth fell open for what seemed to have been the fourth time since lunch started. His eyes were darting out and when he looked over to Ned, he wore similar expression of shock and bewilderment. How could Michelle possibly know? Sure, she was one of the smartest people at school and did have a reputation for sitting silently and watching and observing the lives of those around her, but Peter never thought he’d be the centre of her observations. He was sure that he and Ned were discrete and always spoke in hushed tones when talking about Spider-Man. They were always extra careful about where and when they brought it up — Peter more so than Ned — making sure there were no ears that might put them at risk.

But Michelle was known for being able to fade into the crowd, so it wouldn’t be so farfetched if she had happened to catch them when they were whispering to themselves.

But Peter couldn’t risk another person finding out about his alter ego — he drew the line when Aunt May stumbled into his room with the suit on — so he did the only thing he knew how to. He lied and denied.

“Wh-what I-I-um…I’m not a-uh-a spi-spider? Why would you-uh…why would you think that? Me? A spider? That makes no — ”

“What are you talking about?”

It never occurred to Peter that Michelle might be joking. Why would she? They weren’t friends (at least that’s what he thought), so it didn’t cross his mind that maybe, just maybe she was messing with him. Hoping to reduce him to a blubbering, stuttering mess. If so, mission accomplished.

“Uh, you-uh called me a spider? When you were making your point?” Peter wasn’t sure why he phrased it like a question. It’s like the fact that Michelle questioned him, he was questioning himself. She had that effect on people. Just one look from her could send you in a spiraling pit of self-doubt.

She cocked an eyebrow. Peter was now convinced that her eyebrow had a life of its own and acted whenever it saw fit. “I never called you a spider. I was making my point and then I noticed a spider and informed you about it.”

“What spider?” Ned asked, as scared and worried ad his friend, seeing as Peter was too dumbfounded to speak.

“That spider,” Michelle said pointing at a small creature moving near the sleeve of Peter’s grey hoodie. Peter and Ned released a breath they had both been holding.

Michelle noticed it and Peter hoped that she’d at least give them a break, but Peter knew better than to hope for the best when it came to Michelle. “But calling you a spider wouldn’t be too far from the truth.”

Peter looked for any signs that would inform him if she knew. He found nothing. Just a nonchalant look and a hint of a smirk on her lips, although that could be from the amusement that came with watching him squirm.

Michelle’s eyebrow quirked even higher. “It’s a metaphor, loser. A direct comparison between — ”

“We know what metaphors are, MJ.” Ned deadpanned. “But why would you compare Peter to a spider?” The nervousness in Ned’s voice was so evident, you could hear it from India.

Michelle rolled her eyes. “Please, Leeds. If I wanted to, I could make an entire list about the similarities between your friend and spiders.”

“Prove it.”

The words left his mouth before he could even begin to comprehend what he had just gotten himself into. His eyes widened and he visibly paled. Stupid, stupid, stupid. Peter wished he could time travel and stop whatever cosmic event happened in the past that caused him to be such an idiot.

“Fine.” Michelle shifted her body to face Peter and he swallowed the lump in his throat deep down to the deepest parts of his stomach. “Both Peter and that spider — a wolf spider, pretty venomous, someone should tell a teacher — are both small for their average age. Seeing as Peter is what, sixteen, and still looks like a fourteen-year-old, says a lot, and wolf spiders aren’t known to live quite long — unless they’re female — and the average size is around about thirty-five millimeters, this one is roughly nine.

“Both Parker and the wolf spider are dangerous yet are not known to cause any harm — don’t try and deny it, Parker, your oversized shirts are fooling everybody but me. I know that you and this spider could both easily take Flash down, but that’s just not how you role.

“That was merely a comparison between you and that spider. Not all spiders in general. If it were to be about all spiders in general, we’d be here way longer, and I don’t feel like spending any more time with you guys today.”

She had left both Peter and Ned speechless (major accomplishment) with nothing more than a few words and the casual eyebrow lift. She had returned to her side of the table and had gone back to ignoring their existence.

Peter and Ned shared a glance, and both just shrugged. Before any of them knew what was happening, she had gotten up and was making her way towards the door.

“Michelle,” Peter said to her retreating form. He considered it a minor victory when he saw her slow down and stop. She turned around fully and looked in his direction. He missed the way her eyes glanced down at the table, because it happened so fast it almost didn’t even happen.

Next thing Peter knew, Michelle was screaming in mock fear.

“Aah! Spider!”

She pointed at Peter’s table and sure enough, the spider was there. Everyone within earshot stopped what they were doing and started panicking and running out of the cafeteria. Amidst all the pandemonium, Peter still managed to find Michelle’s figure and what could be a smile on her face. He watched her weave her way through the melodramatic teenagers and exit in a calm manner. (Peter was sure that they were the only three who had even seen the spider.)

He watched until he was sure she had left.

And yeah, Peter was still staring.

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[buginabog]

Grow Old With Me?

Summary: childhood friends to lovers arc because WHY NOT

Pairing: Royality, analogical,

Warning: homophobia

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Patton sat on the swing, swaying back and forth slightly, watching the other kids play. It wasnt that he didnt want to play, it's just that he was too shy to talk to anyone, and no one came up to him really.

"Hi! I'm Roman! What's you name? Do you want to be friends?"

Well, other than this kid. Patton blinked at him in shock, and then smiled, "Yeah! My names Patton!"

Roman grin took up almost his whole face, "Hi Patton!" He held up the plastic sword, "d'you wanna quest with me?"

Patton hopped off the swing and picked up a stick, brandishing it like a sword, "let's go!"

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Roman stood under the awning with Patton, talking energetically as he waited for his dads to come pick him up.

"-and THATS why Eugene is the BEST Disney prince ever! Even my Papi agrees, he agrees a lot actually. Dad says he has a crush on him because he likes him so much!"

Patton tilted his head, confused, "you have two dads?"

Roman's smile faltered slightly, "um, yeah, is that ok?"

Patton thought for a second, and then nodded, smiling, "yeap!"

Roman's grin returned full force, "great! By the way, who's your favorite Disney movie?"

And they talked and talked until one of the monitors called out, "Roman Sanders! Your parents are here!"

Roman smiled and waved to Patton, "see you tomorrow best friend!"

Patton smiled back and waved, "bye Roman!"

Roman climbed into his car, "hey Ro! Have a good first day of kindergarten?"

Roman smiled at his Papi, "yeah! I made a new friend! His name is Patton and hes really cool and he has a Winnie the Pooh backpack and he fought a dragon witch with me and hes my new best friend!"

His Dad smiled at him in the mirror, "I take it you had fun today, Roman?"

Roman smiled back, "I did!

Logan smirked at his husband, "I told you he would be fine."

Virgil huffed slightly, "you wound me, my love."

-

Patton woke up excited. Why? Because it was the first day of third grade, and he would get to see his best friend for the first time in three months.

He got on the bus nervously, hoping none of the kids had gotten mean over the summer. Thankfully, and kind of sadly, no one talked to him as he walked to his seat, everyone was tired and ready for the day to begin.

He walked into his new class, hoping it had Roman in it, but he didnt see him. He walked around, looking for a seat that was somewhat on its own, before he was hugged from behind, "Hey Pat!!!"

Patton turned around, smiling at his best friend, "Hi, Roman!"

Roman smiled, grabbing his hand, "let's go find places to sit!"

-

After Christmas break, the teacher went up to the front of the class guiding a little boy by his shoulders, "everyone, this is Emile, say hello!"

The entire class chorused, "Hello Emile!"

The teacher smiled, and turned to Emile, "is there anything you'd like to say about yourself?" Emile shook his head, looking at the ground. The teacher smiled, "that's ok dearie!" She looked around the room and her gaze landed on Patton and Roman's desk, which had one other kid, "why dont you sit over there, ok?"

Emile nodded and walked over slowly. As he sat down Patton smiled, "hi! I'm Patton!" Emile smiled slightly, but didnt say anything back, instead opening a book and starting to read.

-

It was fifth grade that Patton realized, he liked guys maybe more than other boys did. It wasnt his fault he hadn't noticed! He thought everyone liked boys like that! It wasnt like he didnt like girls though, so he couldn't be gay. He had had a 'girlfriend' in fourth grade! Well, they had never kissed or anything, but still! It wasnt like he was gay!

-

One night, in sixth grade, when he was sleeping over at Roman's house, he decided that the best person to ask about whether or not he was gay would be one of Roman's dads.

He walked into the kitchen, where Mr. Logan was grading papers, "Mr. Logan?"

Logan looked up, "yes Patton? Do you need water?"

Patton shook his head, "uh, no, I just... had a question..."

Logan frowned and leaned back in his chair, "about what?"

Patton nervously bounced on the heels of his feet, "well, I, uh.... howdidyouknowyouweregay?"

Logan frowned, "what possessed you to ask me all of a sudden?"

Patton chewed on his bottom lip, "well, I was thinking, and I realized I like guys, like, a lot, but I also like girls so..."

Logan smiled, "have you ever heard of bisexual? Or pansexual?"

Patton tilted his head, "uh.....no?"

"Its basically when a person likes people regardless of gender." Logan explained.

Patton sighed, "oooooooohhhhh. Oh, ok." He grinned, "thanks Mr. Logan!"

Logan bowed his head, "my pleasure Patton."

-

One day, in seventh grade, Roman strutted into the classroom wearing a red skirt and gold long sleeved shirt, he was also wearing a golden necklace with a small dark garnet on the pendant.

Patton blinked at his friend for a minute, not fully computing the image in front of him, "...what are you wearing?"

Roman smirked at sat down, "a skirt, was it not obvious?"

Patton giggled a little, "yeah but... you can DO that?"

Roman smiled, "of course! It's just clothing!"

Patton looked at the desk, "oh."

Roman's smile faded, "is it weird? Do you not like it?"

Patton shook his head, "no, no, I love it!"

Roman tried to ignore the small thrill that went through him at that, "then what's wrong?"

Patton thought for a second, "well, nothing actually!"

Roman grinned, "perfect! Because I look awesome."

Patton giggled, "I'd have to agree."

-

"Romaaaaaaaaan!"

"Yeah Pat?"

"...I have a problem."

"With what?"

Just after Roman had uttered the question, Remy Somnus walked past, the problem in question, he smiled slightly at Patton, "Hey Pat!" They said, raising their hand in greeting.

"Um, hi, Remy" Patton squeaked, blushing bright red. Remy smiled before moving on.

Something twisted in Roman's chest, something dark and ugly and... painful. But he shoved it down at Pattons pleading eyes. He always was a sucker for those puppy-dog eyes. "Please help me. I'm a disaster around them."

Roman laughed despite the pain in his chest, "obviously."

Patton grinned, the gleam that entered his eyes whenever he was about to pun returning, "I need, roman-ce advice!"

Roman laughed, "one of your better puns Pat!"

Patton gave him a little bow, "thank you sir"

Roman smiled, "but yeah," he internally screamed, but what came out of his mouth was, "I'll help you with Remy."

Patton grinned, "oh my- THANK YOUUUU!"

-

Eighth grade was the worst year of Roman's life. He had, true to his promise, helped Patton with Remy. Unfortunately, that worked. So Patton and Remy dated for the entirety of eighth grade.

However, halfway through summer vacation, Patton called Roman.

"Sup Pat?"

"Hey."

"Are you ok?"

"... can we go get ice cream?"

"Let me go ask my dads..."

His dads said yes without much protest once he explained how dejected Patton had sounded over the phone, and drove him over to Pattons, and then to an ice cream place, where they told Roman to text them when he was ready to leave and left them alone.

Roman licked his ice cream cone, "soooo, what's up?"

Patton stabbed his ice cream with his spoon, "...me and Remy broke up."

Roman feigned sadness while the asshole inside him danced around laughing, "what?! What happened? Who do I need to beat up?"

Patton looked at him, shocked, "no! You dknt need to beat anyone up!"

Roman frowned, "then... why are you so sad?"

Patton sighed, "they told me that they thought I was into you and told me to choose you or them."

Roman was stunned, "and... you chose me?" His hopes soared higher than a skyscraper.

Patton looked taken aback, "of course! You're my best friend!" His hopes fell all the way back down to the ground, and then some.

He smiled, "well, thanks."

Patton grinned, "of course!"

-

It wasnt until tenth grade until Patton returned Roman's feelings, Roman had come to school wearing a high waisted skirt and leggings, and a red tank that said, "The Prince" in glittery gold letters. When Patton first saw him, he almost had an anime nosebleed moment. Roman noticed him and grinned, running toward him, "hey pat! Like the outfit?"

Patton nodded, not trusting himself to speak.

"You ok? You look a little like an owl there buddy."

Patton shook himself back into reality and smiled, "no, no, I'm fine. You look amazing!"

Roman grinned, "I know right?"

-

Roman invited Patton over for the night, their New Years tradition since first grade, and Patton was intent on telling him how he felt.

His first opportunity came during dinner, the talk had turned to romance, with Logan and Virgil telling stories of when they were first dating, Roman had sighed wistfully and said, "I hope I have such a compelling story to tell my kids."

Patton could have said something, he opened his mouth, but he... he couldnt.

The second came as they were playing a game, "I wish as many people liked me as they like you." Roman said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, so many people like you. I'm just... there."

'You're so much more than that.' Patton thought, but he said nothing.

The third opportunity came at midnight, he was going to kiss Roman to start the new year off right. But... he couldnt.

But finally, while Logan and Virgil were setting off fireworks, and Roman was looking at them, awestruck, and he looked so beautiful in the shades of red and pink and yellow, and finally, Patton tapped Roman on the shoulder. Roman turned to him, his smile slightly confused, "yeah Pat?"

Pattons heart was beating a thousand miles per minute, and finally he exhaled, looked Roman in the eyes, and said, "please dont hate me after this."

Roman frowned, "Patton what do you mea-"

Patton cut him off with a soft kiss. Then he pulled away, "was that ok?"

Roman looked at him the same way he had looked at the fireworks, "Patton, I-" he sighed, and smiled, "yeah, it was perfect."

They kissed again, until they were interrupted by Virgil yelling, "Wait! Wait! Which one of you finally did it?" Roman and Patton looked at him in confusion, but Roman pointed at Patton. "Dammit! Now I owe your father twenty bucks!"

Logan smiled and draped his arm around Virgils shoulders, "I would take a different kind of payment."

Virgil rolled his eyes, but smiled as he leaned in to kiss his husband.

-

The day before eleventh grade started, Roman opened the door, which someone had been banging on with the force of a medieval battering ram, and saw, "Patton?"

His boyfriend was red in the face, and panting, and sweating like he had ran all the way here. There was a canvas duffel bag at his feet, and tears running down his face. He rushed at Roman and hugged him tightly. "Whoah, whoah, babe? Are you ok?" Patton mumbled something into his chest, "darling, I cant hear that."

Patton pulled his head away, and started talking through his sobs, "my, my mom, found out, she, she found out I'm pan, and she, she said it's just because, just because I've been around your, your family, and she, she kicked me out."

Romans eyes flared and he wanted to find that bitch and strangle her. But right now Patton needed him. "Shh, it's ok, I got you, ok? We're gonna figure this out."

"Roman? What's going on?" Virgil walked into the entrance hallway and saw the scene, he took in the duffel bag, the crying Patton, and Roman who looked like he wanted to strangle someone. He put a hand on Pattons shoulder and asked him softly, "do you need a place to stay?"

Patton nodded, and Virgil nodded back, "ok, you can stay in the guest room." He glared at Roman, "no he cannot stay in your room."

Roman whined, "why nooooot."

Virgil raised an eyebrow, "hes your boyfriend. Do I have to explain further?"

Patton laughed as Roman muttered, "I guess not."

-

Roman adjusted the cuffs on his suit jacket. He was dressed in a red jacket with black slacks and a white shirt and gold bow tie. "Patton! Are you ready? We have to leave soon!"

"Almooooost!" Came the call from upstairs. Roman waited a few seconds before Patton sung-called "I'm ready!" Roman turned towards the stairs and had to catch his breath. Patton was wearing a long sleeved blue blouse, and a swishy yellow skirt, separated by a pink ribbon with a bow in the back. He was wearing a white headband and a rose gold necklace with a small rose pendant on it, all with sky blue flats with small bows on the toes. He smiled and twirled, then placed his hand in Roman's, "ready for prom?" He asked, his eyes shining.

Roman grinned, "of course."

-

They were twenty five and walking through the park on their anniversary. Patton was fiddling with something in his skirt pocket, had been the whole date, and Roman noticed, but he didnt say anything. They walked up to a fountain, and stood, watching the water fall for a minute, before Patton began talking, "Roman?"

"Yes mi amor?"

Patton sighed and turned to him, "we've been dating for 11 years, and they've been the best years of my life."

Roman looked at him, confused, "mine too."

Patton smiled and bounced slightly, "well, I just cant believe that all of this is real, and... well, I'm not good at romantic declarations so..." he got down on one knee.

"Oh my god." Roman brought his hands up to his face in shock.

"Roman Royal Sanders,"

"Oh my god" his eyes started to fill with happy tears.

"Would you grow old with me?"

"Oh my god YES! YES!" He flung himself at his boyfriend-fiancè and hugged him, then kissed him.

Patton pulled back and slid the ring onto Roman's finger, a band of gold with a ruby sun set on it.

-

Roman took a breath as he looked at himself in the mirror, he was wearing a black and white tuxedo with a red tie. He took a deep breath and shook his hands out. "Nervous?" Came from behind him.

Roman turned around to see his Papi in his black and purple suit. "Papi!" He said, and ran and hugged him, he pulled back, "to answer your question, yes. Very. I'm very nervous."

His Papi smiled, "did you know I was nervous when I married your dad?"

Roman frowned, "you make it sound like you were so confident though!"

Virgil laughed, "yeah, well, I was. But I was still nervous." He clasped Roman's shoulder, "it's a big move. I'd be worried if you weren't nervous."

Roman smiled, "thanks Papi."

-

Roman looked at the archway where his now-husband would come through. The wedding location could barely be more picturesque. It was a large field full of wildflowers and ringed with trees, the archway was draped with babys breath and yellow tulips. And then Patton walked through. He was wearing a beautiful white dress with blue train, he had a flower crown on his head, and a bouquet clutched between both hands. He was so handsome.

The priest said all the usual things, and then left them to their vows.

Roman went first, "Patton, when I first met you, we were so young, and we've grown and changed since then, and I quite like it all. But what mesmerizes me the most, is how, out of millions of galaxies, planets, universes, we ended up here, holding hands, getting married, and I could not be luckier. So, Patton Thomas Hart, I take you for my lawfully wedded husband."

Patton smiled, "Roman, when you first met me, I was a shy, lonely little kid, and I wanted a friend more than anything, and you gave me one, and so much more. You helped break me out of my shell, helped me figure out who I am, you helped me when I needed it, and even if theres no such thing as soulmates, you're the closest I could get. So, Roman Royal Sanders, I take you as my lawfully wedded husband."

-

(Can yall tell I've never been to a wedding before? Oh, wait, I have, I just wasnt paying attention)

-

Roman paced the waiting room, breathing heavy, and trying not to faint. Patton smiled at him from his seat, "Roman, honey, itll be fine."

Roman groaned, "what if I mess them up? What if they hate me? What if, what if,"

Patton stood up and rested his hand on Roman's arm, "Roman, honey, b r e a t h e."

Roman sighed, "yeah, yeah, ok."

Patton smiled, and the doctor came in, "you can go in now sirs."

They walked in and smiled at the girl on the hospital bed. She smiled tiredly and gestured at the crib holding the baby. "There he is, can I just... hold him for a second?"

Patton nodded, "of course." He picked up the baby and gave him to his mother.

She smiled sadly at the baby in her arms, "hello there. I'm sorry, but these men can give you a better home than I can, ok? I'm not ready. Not yet. But they are, you be good for them ok? They're your dads now." She smiled at them, tears in her eyes, "what are you gonna name him?"

Patton held her hand, "Thomas."

She smiled, "ok, Thomas, this is my goodbye, ok? Bye bye."

Patton kissed his new son on the forehead, and smiled up at Roman, then looked back to the tired girl on the hospital bed, "we'll take care of him."

She smiled, "good."

-

Patton breathed in and out as he laid in the hospital bed. It had been a long life, and he was ready to go. He smiled at Roman, who was crying. "No, you can't go, I'm not ready."

Patton smiled sadly and put a hand on Roman's cheek, "I am, and I will meet you there, I promise."

Roman breathed out, "ok, ok."

Patton laughed weakly, "thank you for growing old with me, Roman."

Roman kissed him softly, "I would do it over again in a heartbeat."

Patton smiled as he sank into the pillow.

He died with a smile on his face.

-

Roman ran toward the lonely boy on the swings, "Hi! I'm Roman! What's your name? Wanna be friends?"

The other boy blinked, then smiled shyly, "yeah! I'm Patton!"