#i wouldn’t think much about it. i’d just be like “oh ok they just forgot to check my age. happens to everyone” and move on

[vulpecular-draconic]

pov you’re me, a minor, casually checking a couple of the blogs that reblogged your post and seeing this kinda stuff in folks’ pinned:

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— my guys,,, if you’re this concerned about minors seeing your stuff then mayyyybe check the bio of the blogs you reblog stuff from?

[alastor-x-reader-stories]

To Rate a Hug - part 1 of ?

Tags: Alastor x Reader, Lucifer Morningstar x Reader, Humor, Antics, Fluff, Hugs, Reader is cat-like, shenanigans, Lucifer is a dork, Alastor is a petty bitch

part 2

“Who, in this room, is the most huggable?” Charlie asked, grinning ear-to-ear.

Your ears twitched, tilting your head at the question. “What?”

The residents of the Hotel were playing Truth and Dare as one of the redemption activities. Something about it being a good thing to be true to yourself and others? It was originally ‘Truth or Truth’ but Angel Dust complained saying if they had to play this game at all there should be a dare option.

You, being the hotel’s very own scaredy cat, only went with the Truth option. Charlie grinned, vibrating in her seat.

“Who’s the most huggable person in the room?”

You blinked. “Specify.”

“Huh?” The princess said “Um. I. What?”

“Do you mean who do I think would physically give the best hugs, who do I want to hug personally, or like, who I think is most likely to give me a hug?” You said, rocking a bit in your seat.

“Oh! All three?”

“Ok. Um.”

You scanned the room. Charlie was vibrating with excitement, waiting for your answer. Vaggie was watching Charlie more than you, a soft smile on her face. Angel Dust struck a pose, kicking one leg up in the air and shooting you a wink. Husk was pretending he wasn’t there. Nifty wasn’t paying much attention either, flitting about dusting and the like. Alastor hadn’t bothered looking up from the book he was reading and Lucifer… was staring right at you, vibrating much the same way his daughter was.

The Morningstars were so cute.

“Um. Okay, no judgement, though?” You said, grinning sheepishly.

“Of course, of course!” Charlie said with a smile, waving away your concerns.

“Wouldn’t be judgin’ ya unless ya told us who you wanted to f-“

Vaggie whapped Angel Dust over the head with a rolled up newpaper before he could finish that sentence. She sat back down and smiled.

“Go ahead, hun.”

“Okay…” you hummed, pretending you never thought about this before in your entire after life. You had. But that’s an embarrassing thing to mention so you pretended you didn’t.

“I’d say who seemed the best at hugs, physically, would be Husk.”

The cat’s ears twitched.

“Who I’d want to hug personally would be Alastor.”

One ear flicked to point in your direction.

“And I think Charlie’s most likely to hug me.”

“You’re right!” Charlie grinned, squishing you into a hug immediately and just as quickly letting you go. “I do love to give hugs!”

You chuckled, ears laying down bashfully. “Yeah, um, okay. Who’s next?

“You spin it, toots.” Angel said, shoving the bottle from Charlie to you. The group was using an empty wine bottle as the decider, and now it was your turn. You spun it and it landed on Lucifer.

“All right, Luci. Truth or dare?”

He jumped a bit like he forgot he was participating. Rubbing the back of his neck, he looked to the side and thought the floor was a lot more interesting. “Er. Truth?”

You hummed, tapping your claw against your chin. “Ooookaayyyy… Um. What’s your favorite color of the alphabet?”

“Well-“ He stopped mid-word, blinking one eye at a time. “….What.”

You cackled, unable to help yourself. “Well?”

“Answer the question, yer majesty!” Angel chimed in.

“Yeah, Dad!” Charlie said.

“But- What- how do I- I dunno, the number 5???”

You nodded sagely. “Good answer.”

“’Eh, I prefer-“

“Angel, I swear to heaven and back if you say 69 I’m going to rip your limbs off.” Vaggie growled.

The spider shrugged “I was gonna say 420, actually.”

“Ha! Weed.” You grinned. You’ve never actually touched the stuff because it smelled gross but it was fun to joke about.

Lucifer sighed and gave the bottle a spin. It landed on Husk.

“Right, Bar Cat, Truth or Dare?”

“I have a name, your majesty.” Husk snorted. “And. Dare.”

Lucifer grinned “Hee hee hee, okay. I dare you to… make me a drink!”

Husk rolled his eyes. “Coming right up.” He got up and left, then returned with a drink he passed to the king and sat himself back down, giving the bottle a lazy spin.

The old cat was really good at the art of misdirection. So if he carefully stopped the bottle with the very edge of his tail no one would notice. Except Alastor. But he didn’t mention anything because he wanted to see where this would go.

After all, he had it land on you.

You sighed, rocking a bit in your seat. “Truth.”

“Not even gonna consider a dare?” Angel said with a huff. “Kinda boring.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. He flipped you off. Life continued.

Husk sighed, leaning against his hand and humming as though he didn’t already know his question. “Ok. I guess… Why would I be the ‘best at hugs’?”

You sunk a bit in your seat. “Um. Well. Your fur looks soft…”

Alastor’s ear twitched again.

“…and you got those big ol’ wings.”

Lucifer found the wall interesting all of a sudden.

“…and you just kind of look like a care bear.”

Angel Dust burst out laughing. Husk’s ears went back, eye twitching. “Ex-fucking-scuse me?”

You ducked your head “I didn’t- I’m sorry I didn’t mean anything bad- I-“

Husk deflated, rubbing his face. “Right, right, m’bad.” He still looked irritated but managed to get his voice to sound indifferent. “…Why do I look like a care bear?”

“The hearts.” You said meekly, pointing a claw at him. “You have hearts in your ears, little hearts for your eyebrows, and your nose is shaped like a heart, and you have hearts on your hands.”

“…You know, they’re right.” Vaggie said, glancing over at the old cat. Charlie cooed.

“I never noticed that before!”

“I did!” Nifty chirped, scuttling on top of the table. “I did I did I did!” Her eye narrowed, pointing her feather dust threateningly at all those in attendance “But no one listened to Nifty.”

“Who’s Nifty?” You said with a shit-eating grin. The small little goober’s eye widened, surprise and wonder crossing her face.

“I’M Nifty….” She hummed, tapping at her chin.

You nodded sagely. “You are Nifty.”

…

“All right I’m done.” Husk said, pushing out of his seat and leaving. Charlie sighed. She thanked everyone for showing up and participating and the various people in attendance left for their own rooms.

You scurried off as soon as Charlie said you were done for the day and curled into your bed happily. Sweet, sweet privacy. Away from prying eyes-

“Hello there!”

You screeched, fur floofing up to the point you just looked like a puffball with eyes.

Alastor cackled. You crawled under the blankets to hide from him. Alastor was under the blankets with you, grinning. You flailed again, scrambling off the bed and darting underneath it. Guess where the fuck Alastor was.

Several more repeats of that later and you were laying face-down into your pillows with the Radio Demon standing over you.

“Well, that was amusing!” He said.

“I’m glad you had fun.” You muttered.

“I did, I did! Now, a question.”

“And now, an answer.”

“Very good. So. Earlier you had said that you wanted to hug me?” He leaned further towards you, quirking an eyebrow. “Why?”

“To annoy you, mainly.” You said flatly. Static surged. You flinched, ducking back under the blankets. There he was again, sitting on your bed with his legs crossed, eyes glowing brighter in the makeshift blanket fort. He had his hand on your back before you could dart again, keeping you in place.

It wasn’t forceful, though. You could sliver around if you wanted. What was awkward was how close he was to you now. Eyes shining in the dark, breath warm against your face, the smell of his cologne in your nose. And those fluffy ears squished slightly by the blanket.

The Radio Demon had no business looking so huggable.

“Now was that really the reason?” He said, eyes lidded. “From your reaction to our close proximity, I feel as though you were simply teasing me.”

“Partially.” You said. “I mean, yeah, it’d be partially to annoy you. But overall you just kind of seem really…huggable.”

He rose an eyebrow “Huggable?”

“Yeah?” You snorted “That’s what the question was about?”

Alastor leaned closer, voice dropping an octave as he purred “Absolutely nothing else you were thinking about?”

“Well now I’m thinking you need a lozenge.” You said, pushing him back “Voice sounded a bit hoarse there. And before you ask, no, I’m not that stupid and I know what you’re implying. But really that’s it.  You just seem really huggable.”

“How so?” He asked, voice thankfully back to normal.

Alastor had just been messing with you the moment prior. Usually those kinds of comments lead to certain kind of things. Though he would never partake in those ‘things’, the reactions of those who found him attractive were very entertaining. This just confused him.

You shrugged. “I dunno? I just look at you and go ‘mmm yep that’s a huggable person alright’. I mean. Assuming you didn’t hurt or kill me.”

“Oh, I might.” Alastor grinned. Your flight-or-flight instincts kicked in and you jerked back, being stopped again by Alastor’s hand. The instinct kicked in a second time when your face was suddenly pressed against his chest, a deep chuckle reverberating through him. “I jest, my dear.”

“You’re the deer.” You said. He chuckled again. “So. Uh. Is this permission to hug you…?”

“Ha! No.” He shadow-traveled out from the blanket fort and the thing crashed down on you. You reacted to this startling by running straight off the bed into the wall. Alastor’s cackle echoed in your ears as you de-tangled yourself from your blankets. You shot him a peeved look before gathering up your bedding and making yourself comfortable again. Alastor was gone by the time you were settled and you rolled your eyes and decided to forget about that encounter.

However life decided you weren’t done with the day yet. Someone knocked on the door. You groaned, melodramatically opening the door up.

“Uh? Bad time?” Lucifer said with a lopsided grin.

“Oh? Nah, I’m just being silly.” You said with a shrug. “What’ s up?”

“Uh. Well.” Lucifer said, rubbing at the back of his neck “You know, earlier, when you were saying Husk was the most huggable person ‘cause of the wings and stuff? I mean. I have wings.” He materialized his wings and spread them for emphasis. “And. Uh. So. I guess I’m wondering why I‘m not huggable….?” He ducked his head down, grin wobbly as more of his face turned red.

You blinked.

“Um. Sorry?”

Lucifer’s grin dropped entirely and he started flailing his arm around “No no no! You don’t have anything to apologize for! I’m sorry- I! Fuck I’m bad at this.” He sighed, running a hand down his face. You tilted your head, confusion beginning to cross into concern territory.

“Um-“

Lucifer disappeared into a cloud of sparkles only to immediately reappear right next to you.

“My apologies for my silly doppleganger.” He said, checking his nails nonchalantly. “In anycase, I have an important question for you.”

You snorted, crossing your arms “Ah, yes. Your doppleganger. Who is not you.”

Lucifer waved you off “Most certainly not, I am a superb mentlegan- Ah, FUCK!”

Lucifer poofed into sparkles again and reappeared on your opposite side. He dusted his shirt off “Whoops, there was another one of those imposters of mine. Sorry about that.”

You covered your mouth, trying to hide your laugh. “Yeah. There seems to be a lot of those right now.”

“Indeed.” He said, checking his nails. “Can’t blame them for wanting to pretend to be the King of Hell.”

“I dunno.” You said with a hum “I’ve heard rumors the King of Hell is kind of a huge dork.”

“Ah, yes- wait really?”

You laughed. He chuckled a bit, fidgeting with his sleeves. “Uh, yeah. My antics aside. Uh. Can I ask a question?”

“Sure. I see no reason why not.” You said with a shrug.

“Um. So. How would you rate my huggable-ness?” He said, grin snaking back up on his face. You smiled at him.

“May I get a sample for study?”

Lucifer’s wings twitched “Oh-Oh! Yeah! Sure!”

You chuckled and hugged him. He went tense for a moment, stock-still. Then the King of all of Hell practically melted into you, arms wrapping around you and squeezing tightly. Wings gently curled around you both. Soft and warm.

Overall, very solid hug. Only issue is you had to lean down a bit to do so.

[wayfayrr]

hey uh. if requests r open. would it b possible to request a follow up to that self-aware-twi fic. if not thats ok i just wanted u to know i havent stopped thinking about it since i read it. altered my brain chemistry, touch-starved twilight princess link my beloved, etc etc. ur writing is top-tier <3<3<3

I think the best part about this ask is - I've had this written since early January. I actually wrote part two as a birthday gift for a good friend of mine @glowyskull <33

So this is more just me finally posting it sfbgdfbgdb. it's also funny to think that the twilight fic is my most popular fic now considering how the self aware au really started as just a really guiltily self indulgent fic - something fun to write that I didn't think could get as big as it did on my blog. and I'm glad that you liked it so much <333 whimpery touch starved twilight princess link is just so AUGH love him so

[masterlist]

“Oh you’re finally wakin up then darlin’.”

“...hmm?”

“C’mon darlin’, you can’t have forgotten what happened earlier already? Can you? Your fever - cold isn’t that bad so you can't have…”

Who’s rambling… and why does it sound so familiar?  Wait does that mean - is everything that happened earlier all real then, did link really crawl out of my tv just because he was lonely. Because I left him there, left him all on his own to rot in his own solitude. 

“Link? You - that - everything was real then? All of it?”

“All of it darlin’, from how I got out to how I’m never gonna leave ya.”

“Huh..? I could’ve sworn that you didn’t even mention anything like that…”

“Mhm, well you’re ill and still a little out of it darlin’ so you probably just forgot, you did agree though.” 

It does sound like something that I would agree to, I mean I’m the reason that he’s sentient. It would be cruel of me to throw him to the other wolves, he isn’t from here but besides even that, he isn’t from here. He doesn’t know how this world works, it would be worse than sending a dog to a shelter. It would be his death sentence for certain, and after all that I put him through for a simple pause in playing. The way he’s petting my hair like this though, it’s enough to simply just wash the rest of my worries away, if I could I would spend the rest of my life right here easily.  

“About your illness though, do you have any red potion anywhere?” 

“No, no things like that don’t exist here link and the painkillers I have aren’t worth moving for.” 

“If you’re sure… I’ll go and get them for you the second you change your mind.”    

“You don’t even know where I keep them.” 

His hand paused at that, causing me to let out an involuntary whine. I couldn’t even think to stop it with how it slipped out instantly, which he seemed fond of. Cuddling me closer to his chest and resting his head on top of mine, with what felt like a giant smile on his face. 

“I can look for them, It’s not like I won’t need to learn where everything is now that I’m living with ya… besides I’ve already put you through so much stress when you’re not well.”

“You didn’t mean to link, how could you have known I was sick?”

“...I don’t know - I just - it shouldn’t have been hard to know with how you looked when you opened the game. I’m sorry love I just wasn’t even thinking I just wanted to be out, but I should’ve been more considerate to you.”

With how silent he is in the game you could never have guessed how much he likes to ramble, it’s the second or third time it’s happened since he crawled out of the glas- the glass. Are his bandages holding up, he seems fine but he’s not from here, any infection could be deadly. He wouldn’t even see it coming with how much he’s fawning over my comfort right now. 

“Link?” “Yes, darlin’?”

Oh wow, he - well he’s whipped already. Is it real love or has all that time trapped alone twisted him into this. I’d look into getting him therapy but… if he mentioned the truth then it would be a matter of seconds until he’d be diagnosed with something inaccurate. No one. No one at all would ever believe that a video game character actually broke out of their game - especially not someone like Link falling for an exhausted student like me.

“Are you feeling alright? You have so many cuts and wounds right now.”

“It’s nothing that’s worse than anything else I’ve ever had. They do feel more real though.”

“...real?”

“They feel like real wounds, not something that could be healed away in seconds and they’re just tiny scrapes.”He sounds so giddy as he’s talking about being hurt - it’s unnerving when he starts holding me even tighter when he’s saying it. I don’t think I’m ever going to be getting away from him ever again… if I wanted to. Why shouldn’t I take a chance at having a relationship though. He cares about me - he really does even if it’s unhinged - it would be so nice to come home to him, to be able to spoil him and be spoilt by him. Even being held like this feels so unreal, so impossible that I shouldn’t be here with him. So much so that I want to stay here and fall back asleep without any argument. Didn’t he even say he wanted to be my lover? Why look over a gift too closely?

[worldlxvlys]

one choice

part 6 of the CRUSH series

bsf! matt sturniolo x reader

warnings: angst, mentions of sex, cursing

a/n -> hope u like <33

read the previous part for context !!

MATT’S POV

when my eyes fluttered open, i was immediately met with a pillow that wasn’t mine. i knew this pillow though, and those sheets.

i had forgotten where i was momentarily, until i looked over and saw her. her eyes were closed, lips parted slightly while she slept peacefully.

she looked angelic, the soft rays of the sun seeming to make her glow. she moved around in her sleep last night, leaving her barely covered by her blanket.

i couldn’t help but let my eyes wander her body, taking in every feature. her smooth skin was littered with dark marks all over, and the blanket left little to the imagination. before i knew it, i was hard again.

it took everything in me to fight the urge i had to take care of it right there next to her. what would she think if she woke up to me jerking myself off to her sleeping form?

oh my god, what was gonna happen when she woke up? she would want to talk about what this meant for us, but i couldn’t handle that.

what if this was a one time thing? what if she wanted nothing to do with me after this ? did i fuck up our friendship? i had to get out of there.

i got up quickly and quietly, careful not to make any noise while i got dressed. when i was done, i pulled her blanket over her so she was fully covered. i looked around for a pen and paper to leave her a note, as i didn’t want her to get the wrong idea.

ok, she has nothing to write a note with. i’ll just leave her a text.

well i could have done that, if i had realized i completely forgot my phone in her room before i left. i didn’t make this realization, however, until i had gotten back home.

so not only did she think i was the type of guy to fuck and dip, but i also couldn’t avoid the conversation that i was running from in the first place.

it’s not that i never wanted to talk about it, i just wasn’t ready for our friendship to change yet.

was running away the best way to handle the situation? definitely not, but i only had so much time to decide what to do before she woke up.

so basically, my overthinking ended up screwing me over. doesn’t it always ?

what was wrong with me? this was the girl who made me feel safe and loved, and now i couldn’t even talk to her. how did i manage to fuck up this badly?

one choice. one choice stemming from my fantasy-filled thoughts is all it took. and the decision i made last night led to more poorly made choices. choices that i wouldn’t have made had my brain not been corrupted by her.

her face, her smell, those perfect little moans that fell off her lips, she had a way of making me ignore every logical thought that my brain produced. i was so desperate to finally have her in the way i’d only dreamed about for years.

now if i didn’t fix this, i wouldn’t have her in any way.

———

READER’S POV

when i woke up, matt was gone. the spot where he had slept next to me was cold, meaning he hadn’t been there for a while.

for a second, i questioned whether last night was even real. had i really fallen so deep into my delusions that i started to believe them? i found the thought to be worrisome, but i tried not to dwell on it as i got up and made my way to the bathroom.

when i caught a glimpse of the hickeys decorating my skin i felt relief wash over me. i wasn’t going crazy. just as quickly as it came, the relief was replaced with a new feeling; embarrassment.

i seriously let myself think that he would want something more. hell, he marked me like he did. but he didn’t treat me like i was his best friend, he treated me like i was a one night stand.

maybe he had a valid reason for leaving. i tried to talk myself out of the rabbit hole of assumptions i was about to go down, and picked up my phone.

once a few hours had passed without him returning my texts or calls, i knew. he was done with me, he had to be. why else would he just leave without warning and ghost me?

i should’ve know this was going to happen, people always leave me in the end. it just never occurred to me that matt could be just like everyone else.

——

MATT’S POV

when i got to her house, i let myself in using the key she had given me. “y/n?” i called her name, not receiving an answer.

i pulled out the ice cream i had bought her on the way to her place, putting it in the freezer for her.

when i got to her room, she happened to be fresh out of the shower. she wore nothing but a towel, her eyes widening when she saw me.

“matt?” she asked before rushing over to me, pulling me into a tight hug. the water droplets that coated her skin soaked into my t-shirt, but all i could focus on was the fact that she was in my arms.

i inhaled the scent of her fruity body wash, eyes falling shut as i rubbed her back soothingly.

she then pulled away, smacking me upside the head with her heavy hand. “don’t do that again matt, i thought i scared you off. i thought you hated me- i thought i lost my best friend”

i cupped her cheek gently, “i could never hate you, and i’m not going anywhere. i was just overwhelmed, but i shouldn’t have just left life that. i’m sorry, i was gonna leave a note, but then i couldn’t find anything to write with. and i was gonna text you but i left my phone here and-”

“matt, it’s ok. i’m just glad that you’re here now” she whispered. “but there’s nothing to be scared of, i mean- last night was just the heat of the moment, right? i mean, it had to be, why else would you leave like that” she whispered the last part to herself.

shit. this was the problem, i didn’t know what the night before was.

i didn’t know what i wanted, and i didn’t want to hurt her in the process of figuring it out. what i did know, was i wasn’t going to lose her because i got greedy. so, i decided i would figure it out later, but for now: “yeah, that’s all it was”

“so, we’re good?” she asked. “we’re good” i confirmed.

“good. then i’m gonna get dressed and then we can watch something?” she posed the last part of the sentence as a question.

“yeah, and i brought you ice cream” i told her, watching her face light up at the news. “wow, you thought you really messed up, huh?” she asked as she grabbed her clothes to change into.

“i did really mess up, but i won’t do anything like that again” i told her. she just smiled at that letting out a quick, “i know” before moving to go back into her bathroom.

“wait, you’re seriously going into another room to get changed? did you forget how we spent last night together?” i joked. admittedly, it was probably a little too soon to crack jokes like that.

“last night never happened” she spoke before closing the door.

shit, why did that sting a little?

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[seasirengirl]

LEO VALDEZ DATING HCS

pairing: leo valdez x reader (godly parent not specified)

a/n: sorry for the super duper slow updates, my life has been a mess🫶🏼

ೀ friends to lovers is a trope owned by leo valdez and no one can change my mind

ೀ he’s such a shameless flirt

ೀ nicknames in spanish.

ೀ i repeat

ೀ nicknames in spanish.

ೀ he’s such a fun person to be around

ೀ always cracking jokes and all that

ೀ but

ೀ hold up

ೀ he doesn’t crack jokes at times when you don’t feel like hearing them, even though he’s known for doing that to others, you’re his exception

ೀ you two went everywhere together

ೀ quest? together

ೀ spending nights at bunker 9? not without you

ೀ he felt guilty for making you stay there though

ೀ but then you started ranting about how much you loved staying there

ೀ and he just couldn’t say no to you

ೀ or your pretty face

ೀ but we all know that you didn’t really think bunker 9 was the most comfortable place to sleep in

ೀ you just wanted to stay with your repair boy

ೀ after being two idiots who were very much in love but would never admit it

ೀ your friends got sick of it

ೀ y’know what that meaaannssss

ೀ at first percy and annabeth started talking about it

ೀ apparently piper and jason also had discussed it before (mostly piper)

ೀ frank and hazel are just there yknow

ೀ chilling

ೀ with no clue about what’s going on

ೀ anyway

ೀ doing very couple-ish things all together

ೀ there were eight of you.

ೀ obviously meaning that

ೀ you and leo had to be dragged into all of that

ೀ which neither of you complained about

ೀ but you wouldn’t say it

ೀ going on carnival dates <3

ೀ well they weren’t technically dates for you and leo

ೀ but they felt like dates

ೀ the other six ditched you every second

ೀ and you two still managed to be clueless

ೀ smh

ೀ honestly thank the gods for piper

ೀ when you AND leo both found out about your feelings at the same time

ೀ you were both ranting to her

ೀ cause she’s the daughter of aphrodite

ೀ ykyk

ೀ and also a great friend

ೀ but she needed a break atp

ೀ hearing both of you yap about each other not knowing that the other feels the same

ೀ until one day she had ENOUGH

ೀ bro was tired fr

ೀ so she decided to make both of you a bit jelly

ೀ not a bit tbh, a lot

ೀ yk, telling leo that the new guy from cabin 7 was talking about asking you out

ೀ or telling you that one of her sisters were going to make a move on leo at the bonfire tonight

ೀ leo couldn’t let some guy try to make a move on his girl

ೀ and you couldn’t either

ೀ so

ೀ both of you decided to confess at the same time

ೀ leo walked up to you just as you were about to find him

ೀ “can we go somewhere private?”

ೀ such a simple sentence left you speechless, only managing a nod

ೀ “i don’t want you to go out with him” leo blurted out

ೀ “with who?” you asked, did you have a date you forgot about?

ೀ “andrew, the new guy from 7?”

ೀ “i’m not going on a date with him, oh wait- piper...”

ೀ silence. total silence.

ೀ “i have something to-“

ೀ “i have to tell y-“

ೀ you couldn’t help but laugh at that, “go ahead.”

ೀ“i would say ‘ladies first’, but i have to say this, ever since i stepped a foot in camp, i’ve had a crush on you, so will you do the honors of being my girl?”

ೀ “i’d love to.”

ೀ “so would it be okay if i-“

ೀ “shut up, valdez”

ೀ and he did shut up, because his tongue was too busy being down your throat

ೀ ok what.

ೀ anyway

ೀ after that night, your friends wished they never set you two up

ೀ they were just jealous that you two were a better couple than them

ೀ or that’s what you thought

ೀ leo was actually the best boyfriend you could ask for

ೀ he would make you the coolest gifts ever

ೀ any kind of jewellery a girl could dream of

ೀ he made it

ೀ flowers that never die, all yours

ೀ honestly you can’t recall a night that you haven’t slept without leo in winter

ೀ slept.

ೀ he kept you so warm when it was cold out

ೀ cause he’s your fireboy

ೀ he’s so touchy and always has to have his arm around you somehow

ೀ but he wouldn’t be much of a pda guy

ೀ especially it it makes you uncomfortable.

[nerhusconnection]

Solveig: “… And as the third element I took pictures with your old camera and used those for that collage, too. I could feel how it added to the meaning, and changed the meaning of the cloth and the painted bits. It’s definitely something I’ll explore further. I have to say, this mixed media project was rather intriguing for a change. I didn’t expect Mr. Cramer to come up with a project like this. Not that my work made it into the exhibition. He decided to pick three rather boring works but they had big titles. One was called ‘Peace’, all blue and doves and feathers, one ‘Exploring me’, she used nudes of herself for it, can you imagine that? I wouldn’t be surprised if he had jacked off on it. And I forgot the title of the third one. Mine was just called ‘A Study in Black and Red’ because that’s what it was. But it was so much better than the ones he picked.”

Malte: "I’m sad I missed the exhibition. Sounds like we could have had a lot of fun there. Will you show me the picture when we’re back home?”

Solveig: “Sure, no problem. I can also show you some other stuff I made since you were here last time.”

Malte: “Yes, please do, I’d love that. But there is one other thing I want to hear about. Mom said the school called again?"

Solveig scoffed: "Oh, I knew it. Are you going full big brother on me again?"

Malte didn't reply, so they walked in silence, with the only noises being the sound of crunching snow and an occasional bird’s call.

After a while Solveig started to talk again. "They said I might fail this year and not get the recommendation for Art College."

Malte: "What happened?"

Solveig groaned. "I just hate it. I just hate everything. And now you are gone, and I hate that, too. Everything bores me and I'm just so angry all the time. The others in my year are mostly busy with calling each other gay or gossiping about who is doing it with whom. Or dissing each other for the most stupid shit. The other day Henrik told Line she was just as gross as her sister. You know, the one with cerebral palsy? I know I should have used other means to convey my averseness to this display of dumbassery. But I couldn't help it. And the biggest fuck? The dean told me afterwards that he feels Henrik had deserved to get his face smashed but of course blablabla."

Malte: “What a jerk. Are you still seeing Dr. Poulsen?”

Solveig: “Of course. And she is amazing, and it does help, and it got much better. I'm good, usually. And yes, we talked about it already. It’s just… it was ok when you were traveling, I knew you’d come back. But now… you’ll probably not. So I’m stuck here. And… it doesn’t make it any easier.”

Malte just nodded. She had been struggling with impulse control all her life and he had to pick her up from the dean’s office more than once in the past. She was her father’s daughter after all.

Malte: “So what’s the status now?”

Solveig shrugged. “I don’t know. Mom talked to the dean, he wants to have written confirmation I see a therapist regularly and I had to apologize to Henrik. And if anything else happens until the end of term they’ll expel me. “

Malte nodded. “That will be a long term for you then. Just one more term, Solveig… Do you think you will manage?”

She took her time with an answer. “I have to, don’t I? If I fuck this up, I have nothing. Mom is looking at me as if I had already failed. And her constant questions and offers... I know she cares, and I wouldn't want to miss it. But it’s not helping.” She grimaced.

“I’ll talk to Mom. And maybe we can arrange more sessions with Dr. Poulsen, like, two times a week?”, Malte asked. “I’ll help with the bills. Also, mom told me there was a new art school in town with an interesting program, maybe one of the classes would be something for you?”

Solveig nodded. “Yes, we already talked about that. Everything away from home and school is good." She grimaced again. "Man, this sounds so bad. I love them, you know I do, right? I just… I feel so trapped and I don’t want to hurt them.” She hesitated. “You know, I'm all happy for you, and I can't wait to meet Rachel, but can't you live here? Or, maybe I can come and live with you?"

Malte smiled. "You know the answer to that", he replied softly. "Also, Mom needs you, even if she is much better these days, and Anne-Lis does, too. And you need them just the same if you’re honest. At least for another while. But things will change, inevitably. And you'll do all the things you dream of, I know that. You can start right now, at least with some of it. You don't have to wait until some distant future happens."

Solveig: "I know, I know... Your footsteps are just so big, I can't walk in them."

Malte: "Solveig, you don't have to. You'll make your own, and they will be beautiful." He hugged her long and tightly. "And remember, I'll always be your pesky big brother, just a phone call away."

Solveig snuffled a bit. "When did you grow up, Fishhead?"

[chewingchan]

Affection - Chapter Two

Chapter Two of Affection

Synopis: Being in love with your childhood friend wasn’t the best feeling ever, even more so now that he got himself a girlfriend. Moving in with him didn’t seem like the best idea either, but life always brings us the most unexpected gifts.

Content info: Chan x afab reader, Changbin x afab reader, angst/fluff, best friend Chan, brother Felix, roommates Minho and Changbin, Minho x Jisung

Spotify Playlist.

- Seo Changbin! Put the flour down, now!

Living with Chris turned out to be easier than expected, despite the whole girlfriend situation. It took me a while to get used to it, but I’ve always been an expert at hiding my feelings.

What I did not expect were the other two boys that came along with the whole experience.

Changbin Seo is short, full of muscles and extremely whiny. Despite all of that he’s the sweetest boy I have ever met, extraordinarily intelligent and with, as he says, great morals. You can never predict what he’s going to do or say and, more often than not, that was kind of alarming, especially if you’re not used to his chaotic energy. He likes to think that he’s some kind of bad boy, but in reality, he’s just a cute puppy full of energy with a very, and I repeat, VERY loud voice.

- Yah! Stop screaming or I’ll swear I’ll kill you both.

Minho Lee is scary, there’s no doubt in that. He’s the typical cat mom, a total introvert with watchful eyes and a very solid personality (he gets irritated pretty easily too), but once you get to know him, he’s just a soft boy who likes to cook and treat people he loves more often than considered normal, a true tsundere. Oh, I almost forgot! On top of everything, he was the one who brought Soonie, Doongie and Dori to our home along with himself, so that’s a plus!

- Minmin, tell Changbin to stop attacking me, pretty please? I’m trying to bake us red velvet cupcakes! – I begged, trying to pull off a cute expression, even though I had a messy hair and was covered in flour from head to toe. - Sorry, pretty girl. – He winked at me – I’m too busy… Petting Soonie. I’d appreciate a cupcake later though. - Everybody knows you love when I tease you! – Changbin smirked – Stop pretending, pumpkin. - Ok. – I took the bowl out of his hands and winked at him – Keep on dreaming, big boy. - That’s disgusting. – Minho threw himself down on the sofa.

And that’s how our days usually rolled, since Chan was out most of the time. Living with him made me realize maybe I didn’t need him as much anymore, and that made me feel free, on top of all. Changbin and Minho were the family I didn’t know I needed.

- So… I was thinking about bringing Jisung over. – Minho had an uncertain look on his face – Thoughts on that? - Oh my God, finally! – I exclaimed, happily – It was about time! I’m dying to meet the lover boy.

Jisung Han was one of Felix’s closest friends, who turned out to become Minho’s most recent love interest. Changbin and I were extremely surprised by the news when he told us, since Minho isn’t the type to get involved. But the younger boy sure seemed to have stolen the oldest’s heart, leaving him in a dreamy and happy mood almost every single day. It was an understatement to say we were really excited to meet Jisung.

- If I didn’t know you, I would say you were embarrassed to introduce us to him. – Changbin said, always being a tease – Isn’t that right? - Of course I was embarrassed. – Minho tease back, with a serious face – Look at you both, who wouldn’t be? - ANYWAYS, - I intervened before things went further – When is he coming? I can invite Felix too, you know… So he doesn’t feel too uncomfortable, being surrounded with strangers and all. - That sounds like a plan. – Minho seemed relieved – Thanks, I appreciate that. - It’s all good. – I smiled – Do you think Chris will be here too? - At this point, I don’t really know. – Changbin sounded a little disappointed – He doesn’t even talk to me anymore, and guess what? We’re doing projects together. It’s been tough, I’m not gonna lie.

I was sad for Changbin. Chan has been distancing himself from us lately, and none of us wanted to bother nor confront him about it, but it was affecting the relationship of the household, even if it was just a bit. Binnie, being the closest to him AND attending the same classes as Chan, was the most affected by it.

- I’m so sorry, Binnie – I tried to comfort him – I’m sure Chris will come to his senses and…

At that moment, Chan burst through the door, crying and with an angry look on his face.

- Chris? What happened? – I rushed to him. - She cheated on me.

[willshipanything-blog]

Breaking the Rules- Chapter 14

Surprise early posting! Been getting these out every couple of weeks, but this was short and sweet and got done quickly, so enjoy! Y/N needs some advice, so turns to Max- who else does she have?

As usual, minors DNI for content in other chapters, full tags can be found on AO3, along with the fic if you wanna read here.

Complete chapter index here.

Enjoy lovelies 💜✨✌️

Chapter 14- Lay It On The Line

“Yell-lo?”

“Hey Max, it’s me, how’s it going?”

“Scout! Great timing, I just got my phone set up this morning. Ya know, if I’d have known you were gonna miss me this much I wouldn’t have moved out so soon!”

“That’s rich! What was it, one full day before you came back to visit?”

“Ah, touché. Thanks again for dinner. I’d ask for that lasagna recipe, but me trying to make it wouldn't end well!”

“Aw, that’s ok Max. I’ll make double next time so you can take some home.”

“Awesome, you’re the best! So, er- how you doing?”

You weren’t ready to answer that question yet. Mainly because you weren’t really sure of the answer. After pacing restlessly in front of the phone all morning, you finally snatched it up and dialed Max’s new number without really thinking about what to say. 

You did want to catch up with him, see how he was getting on in his new place, and you knew he was off work today. And, despite it only having been three days since he’d vacated the spare room, and only two since you’d last seen him, you missed him. You forgot how lonely and quiet the house could be during the day. No long walks with Samson, no lively (though somewhat incessant) conversation on every topic that came to mind. Max was just so easy to talk to, and you hoped his breezy conversation and effervescence might rub off on you. Still, you dodged answering his question with more of your own:

“I was just ringing to see if you got settled in ok. Are you and Samson liking the new place?”

“Oh sure, those four cardboard boxes were a real workout to unpack. You know I do appreciate Al letting me have some furniture from our old room. It feels… weird, having my own place. But it’s been great so far! But you didn’t answer my question, Scout. How’re you? You sound a little- down?”

Max really was sharper than he looked. Despite his disheveled appearance and hopeless track record on all the 'Jeopardy!’ episodes you’d watched together, he could always sniff out if something was wrong emotionally. Even with a few miles between you, it was like he could sense the disquiet down the phone cord.  

Truth be told, there was another reason you’d rang Max. You wanted to talk about things, and you couldn’t do that with Al. Not right now. You’d looked deep into those soft blue eyes the other day, wanting to ask so many questions- and you’d crumbled, toppling like a house of cards when confronted with those steel blue eyes full of fear. Those unasked questions still hovered on the horizon, like an approaching black cloud, distant but inevitable. You needed a few more sunny days with Al yet, before that storm hit. 

Not that Max would know any secret his brother was harboring (aside from some wonderfully embarrassing childhood stories), but he did know more than most: about who you were, that young woman from the missing posters and the newscasts that most people thought of as a runaway, or else dead and buried somewhere. Max at least knew of some of your anxieties and the emotional strain you’d been through. Even if what he thought you were hiding barely scratched the surface of the secrets between you and his brother, reaching far deeper than he could possibly imagine. 

As long as you didn’t mention anything too specific, surely Max could offer you some solace from your worries about Al. And maybe from your own guilt too- the guilt of staying despite what Al had done, the fact that those things were so easily forgotten when you lost yourself in the intimate asylum that you and Al inhabited. No, if you talked in vague terms, Max might just see those worries as a rocky patch between you and Al- a lover’s tiff, not awful fears about those dark, arcane truths that even you hadn’t quite delved to the bottom of. 

“I’m- I’m ok, Max. I just feel a little funny sometimes. I don’t really have many people to talk to about everything."

“Sure, sure, I get that. You’re meaning the things about you on the news, right? Your family history? I guess that kinda stuff must be tough to try and process?”

“I mean, it’s not just that, though. The situation with me and Al. People wouldn’t understand.”

“Oh, ‘cause of the age gap? It’s no big d-”

“Not that. It’s- well, it’s all just a little fucked up. It’s sorta hard to explain when it’s all so- so wrong.”

“Wrong?”

Shit. Had you said too much? You tried to recollect what you’d said in the last couple minutes, analyzing whether any little phrase or wording might have Max questioning the sheer insanity and potential truth behind your relationship with his brother. Trying to replay the conversation in your mind, you must have zoned out when Max filled the silence that stretched across the coiled phone cord. 

“Hey, um, Scout- this isn’t about those masks, is it?”

Your heart dropped in your chest. The cream phone nearly slipped out of your grasp and you felt your face blanch at Max’s bombshell. You’d been pacing with the phone, carving trodden circles in the shag carpet, but that question stopped you dead in your tracks. You were too winded to let out any response other than a shaky, whispered “What?”. As far as feigning ignorance went, it wasn’t wholly convincing, but Max could tell how much that revelation had shocked you, and began backpedaling immediately, racing to explain himself in his hasty, bumbling way.

“Oh, shit, please don’t be upset Scout! Look, I know I shouldn’t have been snooping and I’m sorry, ok- but it was when I had a job interview, I was running late and outta clean shirts, so I went to borrow one of Al’s and I couldn't ask you because you were in the shower-”

“Oh, god. Max…”

“But it’s ok, really! Please don’t be embarrassed. I mean, it’s just sex stuff, right? I don’t want you to think of it as ‘wrong’ just because it’s a little, um, what’s the word…. unorthodox?”

Max hadn’t equated those devilish masks with the Grabber. And why would he- who even knew that the Grabber, the shadowy specter that no longer haunted the streets of Denver, even wore such a disguise? The masks had  never even appeared outside, Al only having chosen to sport those masks inside the house: the ghastly smile; the deep-set frown; the unreadable blank mouth; the horns that crowned each of those wicked expressions. As gruesome as they might have appeared to Max, he’d only linked them to the salacious games that you and Al reveled in. After all, you figured, they were stashed away with Al’s box of tricks, right beside the rope and handcuffs and other little toys Al had picked up over the months…

You were almost too relieved by Max’s assumptions to feel mortified by his discovery of some of your most intimate, shameful games. He wasn’t entirely wrong, after all- he just wouldn’t know the previous role the masks had played for Al’s dark persona. As you thought about the misunderstanding, you wondered if you could use it to your advantage. If you could speak to Max about your guilty conscience, but have him think it was about your unconventional love life rather than your unforgivable choices. Just like you’d planned, where talking in vague terms might still end up with Max consoling you, providing some relief to your sullied conscience.

“Uh, thanks Max. I guess that’s a part of it, you know? Like, sometimes I feel I’m doing the wrong thing, like I should stop.”

“Do you want to stop, or do you want to be there?”

“I want to be there, but-”

“Then that’s all there is. That’s your decision. Not anyone else’s, okay?”

“You’re right. But if other people knew, they’d judge me, or think I was sick or something.”

“Fuck other people, Scout! You can’t live your life doing what other people expect is the “right thing” to do. Otherwise I wouldn’t have slept with half the people I have!”

“Huh?”

“Come on Scout, you saw those photos. I… I like women and men, alright? There’s plenty of people around who think that’s wrong, but honestly I don’t give two shits about other people’s opinions in general. Neither should you.” 

The silence was so palpable you could practically hear the electricity buzz down the telephone wire. You were floored by Max’s admission, even if it did make sense, given those photographs he’d mentioned. Perhaps he’d had the comforting distance of the phone line between you to tell you that fact. Regardless, a small part of you was touched that he’d trusted you with that admittance. But mostly, you just felt even more guilty now. 

Max had made that heartfelt confession on a misgiving, thinking you were wracked with guilt about your own sexual activities, comparing it to his situation, and how people would always hate what they didn’t understand. But they weren’t similar; they weren’t even in the same fucking ballpark, because you’d had to once again skirt around the truth to talk to Max. It felt as if you’d tricked that information out of him. You weren’t really talking about sex, but how was Max to know that? Once again, Max broke the silence.

“You, uh, you still there Y/N?”

“Sorry, yeah. I’m here. I didn’t know that Max.”

“Well, I don’t advertise it to everyone, ya know? I thought it might help you- I don’t want to feel ashamed at doing something that small minded people think is wrong, when that’s just bullshit.”

“Thanks, Max, for telling me. For trusting me with it. Does Al know?”

“Nah- it’s never felt like the right time, and I’m not a hundred percent convinced he’d understand.”

“Oh, ok. I won’t tell him or anything, because it’s not my place to. But Al’s maybe not as… old school as you might think.”

“Yeah, no shit ya kinky fucks!”

“Jesus, Max!”

After that, Max swerved the conversation to lighter topics, even beginning to arrange his next visit to the house (which, thankfully, would be in just a few days- Max had Saturday off to spend with his two favorite people, he’d said). You suggested he bring groceries, and you’d teach him how to cook a few basic dishes, so easy even Max might not mess it up completely.

“Sounds good, Scout- but how do I know you’ll be home?” 

You wondered if Max could hear your eyes rolling sarcastically on the other end of the phone. Of course you’d be in- when weren’t you? Even if Max still didn’t know the exact reasons why that was the case, when he joked about it, it somehow made it feel more normal, less weird and suspicious than it actually was. Strangely, you welcomed the lighthearted teasing about it, but of course had to meet his ribbing with some of your own:

“Don’t worry Max, I’ll be right here and waiting for you- unless you skip town on us before then.”

“Oof, guess I shoulda seen that one comin’”.

“Hey, you made fun of me for being a hermit, I can joke about you being flaky.”

“I guess we all have our flaws, huh? I’ll see ya soon, Scout. Miss you.”

“I miss you too, Max.” 

I miss you too, Max. At least you’d told him one truthful thing.

The dial tone flatlined as Max hung up, and you slowly lowered the phone into its cradle on the side table, still pondering the advice Max had given you. 

You felt simultaneously shittier and better after the phone call. 

Shittier, because you’d wanted some reprieve from all the suspected mistruths surrounding Al, yet had only fallen deeper into your own deceptions with Max. Once again, Max was opening himself up, laying bare his vulnerabilities to assuage your own. He’d opened up about his own sexuality to quell your own doubts about being perceived as ‘weird’ or ‘wrong’ in other people’s eyes. And you’d allowed him to think that your situations were similar, your heart panging in your chest at another necessary lie. Like weeks ago, when he’d told you about the abuse suffered at his father’s hand, telling you about his past after assuming your own family had hurt you when he saw remnants of the scar carved below your collarbone. When you continued to use your damn doublespeak to avoid revealing too much of the real truths, it made you feel dirty. It made you feel like a bad friend, and Max didn’t deserve that in the least. 

But some of what Max had said really had helped, despite him not knowing what had really been bothering you these last couple weeks. Regardless, his advice still seemed sage- it was your decision to stay, and you confirmed that you did want to. Those choices were given freely these days- though a ridiculous part of your brain actually wondered if it would be easier if they were taken away, like before. When Al had removed the choice, you didn’t have to make any impossible decisions. But that was madness, and you weren’t under the illusion that things had been better when you’d resided in the basement against your will. 

Freedom meant making difficult decisions, then. You loved Al enough to make those tough choices. For now, he’d given you no cause not to believe him about the house across the street. That worry was only an itch in your brain, a tingle up your spine. No proof, no evidence that he was lying, even with his villainous distractions. After all, Al had always liked to concoct new games to keep things interesting. Perhaps it was time to initiate one of your own, if only to keep your mind from straying into dangerous territory again.

[smilesrobotlover]

A smile for smiles:

:D

I love the new love at twilight chapter!!! Fjskdkdi Kori and Amber playing was my favourite thing ever they're so cute TT. and I like Edmund! So far. Idk how his character is gonna develop and stuff, but when he was instantly gentle with Kori when he started crying I thought that was very sweet. And also he's good at thinking - instantly understanding that there's different races in hyrule as well as some mixes- obviously Kori's not exactly what he would expect but he was just like ah yes. Another species child who is a child and I will be nice to. I like him ok! Kinda nervous about him being in charge but. He's good with kids so that counts.

And Amber and Kori bonding over their complicated parent situations- they're two royal kids who's moms can't always be there. Which is sad but I'm glad they got to meet each other. And Amber got someone to play with and Edmund thanked Kori for it and they promised to write and-

Ahhh this is gonna sound weird and I might not say it right but... thank you for letting Kori cry. Like he was crying a lot whenever something emotional happened (which tbf a lot of stuff happened) and. I just don't see that? I don't get to see many stories with characters just getting to cry freely a lot and it means a lot to me that you let Kori do that. You let Kori cry and wanna play dress up with dolls and that makes me really happy. Excellent uhh child writing. That probably sounded weird if anything I say is offensive accidentally sorry

And when Kori didn't realise that Amber was a princess I gasped because!!! That's so cool like! Kid logic! Him knowing that Edmund was a king, and Amber was his daughter, but not connecting the dots to realise she was a princess was really cool for me- it was amazingly portrayed because you're writing how a child thinks so well and realistically

Shadow powers? 00 I'm very excited to see that :DD

I feel for Colin man- I would be so terrified of rusl and link showing up with two kids who are very much not supposed to be there.

I read the chapter when it first came out just hadn't gotten to message and rant about it yet This chapter ripped my heart out (in a good way). I think I might have cried but I don't remember lol. It's so good!! Thank you for sharing your writing with the world, it's so valuable and important

Extra smiles:

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Oh my goodness I was going to respond to this but forgot to 😭

Luna this is the sweeeetest message ever thank you so much for this 😭😭😭 I’m so glad you liked the last chapter! Edmund is meant to be a pompous prick, but deep down he has a heart of gold, so dw. A lot of fan fictions regarding tp always give Zelda an abusive husband and I almost went that route but… decided against it. He cares so much for his daughter and genuinely cares about Zelda. He just has a funny way of showing it :)

And yeah that was an accident but a happy accident! It gives amber and kori something to bond over! They just want their moms :(

And hfkebsksbskjsnk look if I went through what Kori went through at the ripe age of 10 I’d cry a lot too! He’s difficult to write but I try to remember how I thought around his age and it’s been a challenge, but I’m glad it’s going well :) I know a lot of things didn’t connect for me as a kid and so it’s fun to be like “he’s a kid! He wouldn’t understand that!” It was a fun detail to add for him not realizing that Amber was the princess. He has a lot on his mind too, poor things. But yeah kori is a sensitive soul so he will cry <3 also this was a thing that happened but Kori really loves fashion and clothes? So… yeah he’d be fascinated by dress up dolls :) he loves stuffed animals more tho

Anyways thank you so much this made me so happy when I received this 😭😭🧡🧡🧡

[sunshine-overload]

[BSTS] Mizuki & Hinata 4* Card Story

chapter 1 -starless hallway-

hinata: Mizuki-! Mizuki, Mizuki! I’m I’m super duper excited to see your show again today!

mizuki: Sure…

hinata: Oh, right. Where should I leave my bag whilst I’m here? Also I have nothing I’m supposed to be doing right now, do you have anything you need help with, Mizuki? C’mon c’mon, let me know~!

mizuki: Tch. Seriously what’s your problem dude! You’ve been following me around all hyper since you got here!

hinata: …Huh? Could it be you haven’t heard from Kei yet?

mizuki: Heard what?

hinata: He said that you would be my tutor!

mizuki: The fuck!? Who said he could decide that!

hinata: (impersonating kei) “He was the one who decided that you could join, so it’s inexcusable for him to abandon his responsibility now.” That’s what Kei said.

mizuki: …Geh.

hinata: My bad, Mizuki. I thought you already knew that you’re meant to be my tutor. I must’ve been annoying huh? But I truly am happy about being able to join B! I want to hurry up and get the others to acknowledge me too. That’s why I’d love to learn all there is to know about Starless from you!

mizuki: Ah, y-yeah. Sure. …Godammit. Fine, follow me.

hinata: Hm, where to?

mizuki: If you can’t keep up I’m leaving you behind.

-mizuki leaves-

hinata: Ah no wait, I’ll follow you so hold on!

-

chapter 2 -starless break room-

saki: Hello, Mizuki-san, Hinata-san.

mizuki: Yo, Saki. I’m showing Hinata around Starless you should join us.

hinata: Let’s go, Saki-san!

saki: O-ok.

-backrooms-

mizuki: The toilet is here. Further down the hall is the locker rooms, you can leave your stuff in there.

hinata: Got it! Where does that door lead to?

mizuki: No where you need to worry about. Let’s move on.

hinata: Ah, slow down Mizuki!

-hallway-

mizuki: This is the costume storage room. Further down the hall is the rehearsal room.

hinata: Roger that! Hey Mizuki, how come there’s a hole in the wall here?

mizuki: Beats me. It was just there one day.

-kitchen-

mizuki: Hinata, you can grab a bite to eat here in the kitchen.

hinata: Yes sir!

mizuki: Oi, Saki. I’m heading off to get changed.

saki: Ok.

-mizuki leaves-

hinata: Uwah~ The staff meal is just as delicious today as well! Huh wait, where did Mizuki go?

saki: He had to go and get ready for his performance.

hinata: Ohh I see. Their show’s scheduled to start pretty soon. Man~ I can’t wait to see it-!

saki: You really love B don’t you, Hinata-san.

hinata: Of course! There’s no performance in this world cooler than B’s! Mizuki was so nice to teach me about all this stuff as well. Don’t you think so too, Miss?

saki: Huh? Ah, yes.

-time pass, hallway-

mizuki: Aight I have to get ready backstage, you two go and watch from the audience.

hinata: Yeah, good luck with the show!

-hinata goes to leave-

mizuki: …Hinata, come here a sec.

hinata: What is it?

mizuki: I forgot. Pull out your phone.

hinata: My phone? Why? Here….

mizuki: Look, I sent you an invite to the B group chat.

hinata: Eh, are you sure that’s ok!?

mizuki: Don’t see why it wouldn’t be, you’re gonna be helping us out from now on aint ya?

-cg

hinata: ….! Thanks so much! This is the best day ever!

saki: I’m happy for you, Hinata-san.

hinata: Yeah! I’ll cheer you guys on like crazy in the audience!

saki: I’ll be watching too. Do your best today, Mizuki-san.

mizuki: Course.

-both leave-

mizuki: Godammit. This shit’s gonna drive me mad.

—end

[yunhowifeu]

New Kid

Choi San x FemReader

Word count: 3k+

Warnings: cussing and fighting

About: new kid Choi San and all the drama

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“What time is it?” I say to myself, looking at my clock. “Shoot!” I say as I rush out of bed and get ready. I had woken up at 7:30 and told myself I would only sleep for 10 more minutes but well…

I rush into the school getting a tardy pass and speed walk to my class but I don’t realize and bump into a guy. “I am so sorry, I didn’t see u there” I say as the guy smiles and says “no it’s okay really” he was pretty cute honestly. I’d stare at him all day if I could but I had to get to class. I was about to walk away but before I do he says “I am a new student, would u mind showing me around? I’m kind of lost. “I’m actually heading to my class right now and I’m pretty late already” I say. “Oh ok, I’ll figure it out on my own” he smiles and walks away. I felt bad so I turned around and walked up to him again. “It’s fine I’ll show u around, honestly I don’t even like my first class that much, I just wanted to be earlier to get work done and well the teacher is pretty strict but it won’t hurt to help out a bit and miss a bit” i tell him w a smile.

I show him around the school, we get stopped by an administrator but we told him I was showing the new guy around so he let us keep walking around.

He got cuter by the minute, we made conversation while walking to each section of the school every now and then. He smiled a lot. Such an innocent soul.

I finally walk him to his first class as we face each other and he hands me his phone with his phone number on it. “Just in case I get lost again or something” he says and smiles again. I obviously saved his number. “My name is Choi San by the way” he says. “Im Y/N” We smiled at each other shook hands and then he walked into class. I decided to skip the rest of the class period. I didn’t feel like putting up with the teachers lecture on timing.

I’m not a bad student. I have decent grades. Oh well yes I do sleep in and come to school late every now and then but I mean in my defense, I’m a deep sleeper and sometimes I don’t be hearing my alarm clock. I also be staying up late at night to finish my work and that also doesn’t help the fact I wake up late. I’d also like to mention that I’m quite an extrovert and like partying as-well so sometimes I stay up late at parties…

I don’t have many friends, but that’s my choice because I’ve cut many people because of how fake they were.

Later that day I get a call from San. “Hello?” I answer. “Hey so I remember u showing me where the cafeteria is but I kind of forgot where” he says as I hear him sigh slightly. “Oh I see, I was actually on my way there, where are you right now?” I ask. “Um I can’t tell you exactly because I don’t know” he giggled. “I showed you around though, did you learn nothing?” I laugh teasing. “Sorry, well actually I think this is the science section I’m assuming because there is posters about science” he says. “Well it wouldn’t be gym class if it has science posters around” I laugh. “Ur right” he says laughing too.

I go for him and we walk together to the cafeteria. “I usually don’t eat lunch but if you want to get lunch you can get in that line over there” I point. “You should come with me” he says. “I’m not really hungry” I reply. “Well you have to eat something, eat a fruit only or something” he says. “Alright then” I say as we both get in line.

After getting lunch, I show him the way to the table I usually sit at. We sit down as I greet all my friends w a wave. I introduce him to my friends. “Jasmine, Leo , Ryan , and lili” I say as I point at each of them while I say their names. “This is San guys, he is the new student here” I say. “Nice to meet you all” San says. “Nice to meet you too” jasmine says.

We all talk for a while, getting to know Sam better. The bell rings and I stand up to throw my tray w the orange peel only on it away but San grabs it and smiles. “I’ll throw it away for you” he says while he walks over to the trash and throws mine and his trays away. Lili nudges me “I think he likes you” she whispers. “For real” jasmine agrees. “I just met him guys, calm down” I say. Leo and Ryan waved and walked away. “He is cute though, he is probably gonna become popular in no time, watch, Maddie is gonna be all over him” lili says indicating to Maddie the most popular and so called “prettiest girl in school”. San walks back over. “Shall we go to the next class now?” he asks as he smiles. Lili drags Jasmine away “bye, see guys” she waves. I know what she was doing. I had the same class as lili next and we usually went to class together but she just wanted to leave me alone with San.

I walk San to his next class then realize he has the same class as me and lili so I let him know. “Ouu exciting” he says. We sit down next to where lili was already sitting. I glance at her. She makes a kissing motion with her hands, teasing. I throw a paper ball at her. She just giggled. I look at San again and see him looking back at me smiling. We look at each other for a bit then he speaks. “You have pretty eyes” he says. I looked away shyly. Lili leans over and says “they really are, everything about her is super pretty right?”. I push her w my hand slightly. “Yeah you’re right” San says. Lili smirks as she sits up right again. “U didn’t have to agree with her, she just likes talking nonsense sometimes” I say to San. “I don’t think it was nonsense, I genuinely think you are too” he says. I look away not wanting him to see the slight blush that’s forming on my face. He giggles and says “cute”. I’m pretty sure he noticed me blushing…

After school I get a call from San again. “Well I really appreciated you helping me out today and I’d like to ask if you wanted to hang out?” He asks. “I have study, sorry” I say feeling a bit bad but he says “we can study together then?” He says. “Sure, I’m going to the school library right now, meet me there”I say. “New kid, remember?” I hear him slightly laugh. “Right, I forgot, my bad” I say. “I’ll come for you the we can walk together to the library, where you at?” I ask. “I’m still at my math class, 307” he says. “On my way” I say as I hang up and start walking to his class.

We start walking towards the library but then Maddie gasps loudly making me and San both look, she comes up to us. “Hii!” She says smiling widely at San. “Are you the new guy?” She asks. “Yes” he says and smiles. “Wow you look even better in person” she says. “Huh?” San says. “Oh well some one secretly took a picture of you and they uploaded it online” she says. “Of course” I mumble annoyed. San looks at me confused. Maddie looks at me clearly judging me. “Why are you with…her..” she says to San still looking at me. “She is my close friend now, she showed me around and made me feel welcomed, and we were actually on our way to study together” he replies. “Omg let me come with” she says excitingly. “No” I say. she rolls her eyes. “Is your name san?” She asks him. “Yes” San says. “Sannie tell your friend to not be rude to me, I’m just trying to be your friend” she says trying to act innocently. “Whatever” I say. I continue “anyways, come on San let’s go” I say pulling san’s arm as I walk forward. “Don’t touch him, you didn’t ask for his consent did you.” She says raising her eyebrow as she takes my hand off him. “Can you mind your own damn business” I say. “Sannie-“ I don’t let her continue and cut her off. “Shut up will you” I say. I realize I might be making a bad impression of myself to San acting like this. “Sorry, San I’m usually not like this, i just feel good right now” I say. “So go home and rest, me and San will study, bye!” Maddie says. “You know what, sure whatever, do whatever you want” I say as I roll my eyes and walk out of the school.

The next day at school at the cafeteria I see San sitting with Maddie and laughing and giggling. I sit down annoyed. “Damn she got to him already” jasmine says looking over at them. “Mmm but let me tell you guys that San likes Y/N” lili says putting a spoon full of food in her mouth.

“We don’t wanna keep listening to your boy talks honestly” Ryan says. “He doesn’t like me, you’re making it weird” I say ignoring Ryan. “Yea he does, I’m telling you!” Lili says. “I bet he does” jasmine says. “He literally complimented her yesterday” Lili says looking at jasmine. “Omg period” jasmine says. “It was one compliment, I compliment people too but that don’t mean I have a crush on them” I say. “Whatever, you guys like each other and you know it” Lili says. “Next topic please” Leo says. “Look at Maddie touching his shoulder, ew” Jasmine says. “Go over and save him” Lili says. “If I do, there might be a fight and I don’t feel like it” I say. “Fine I’ll go for you” Lili says standing up. “Don’t” I say. She walks over to their table anyways. I see her talking but can’t hear. She then drags San over to our table. “Here he is guys” Lili says. Leo and Ryan stand up and walk away. “Maddie and her friend Zoe came up to us. “What do you guys think you’re doing?” Maddie says crossing her arms. “Right, he is our friend, so leave him alone” Zoe says grabbing san’s arm. San moves his arm away. “Well actually, Y/N was my first friend and I’d like to stick around with her” San says. “Period so fuck off” Jasmine says. “Jass calm down” I say. “No cuz they think they all that, I’m tired of it” she continues. “Ik me too but just calm down” I say. “Oh no continue talking shit, because we for a fact know we are all that, you guys are the ones that think you’re the main characters trying to steal the new kid from us” zoe says. “Steal? Girl we were the first ones to have met him, the fuck are you on?” Jasmine says pushing zoe slightly. Zoe pushes Jasmine back. “Don’t fucking touch me” she says. “I do whatever the fuck I want hoe” Jasmine says pushing zoe harder making her stumble a bit backwards. I hold Jasmine to try and calm her down but then Maddie gets a hold of jasmine’s hair and pulls it. Jasmine get out of my grasp and punches Maddie. Zoe grabs Jasmine from the back dragging her down with her arm around jasmine’s neck as Maddie start throwing punches. Lili gets involved as I try to separate all of them but the whole cafeteria starts recording and circling around. San tries separating them too. I get hit and San quickly checks up on me. “I’m fine” I say. The vice principal and the guards come up and separates them.

Leo and Ryan come back as they check up on Jasmine and Lili. The vice principal takes them all to the principal’s office as I go to my next class with San.

We stay quiet for a while but then San says “was that fight because of me? Was it my fault? Because clearly I’m wanted in both friend groups” he says. “No it’s just we have never really gotten along and well Jasmine had enough and Lili just wanted to help but it’s not your fault” I say. Lili walks in and sits down next to us not saying anything and just holding an ice pack to her face but after a while she says. “If I catch those bitches outside ima beat their asses”. “Is Jasmine okay?” I ask. “No, in the principal’s office Maddie pushed Jasmine so hard that she fell and hit her head, she started bleeding and I couldn’t even see what happen next cuz they just sent me to the nurse” she says. “Maddie so childish” I say. “Like how you gonna do that even in-front of the principal” I continued. “Maddie and Zoe getting suspended, so is Jasmine but I’m not suspended, they just gave me a warning” she says.

Few months pass and me and San got even closer, we hang out after school often as-well. Maddie hasn’t tried getting close to San again, only because she will get expelled if she gets into one more fight and we already know that if Maddie tried to get close to San again, Jasmine would get pissed all over again. About Jasmine though, she is good now.

“After school I plan on going to the club with Lili, wanna come with us?” I ask San.

“They let you guys in?” San asks. “The owner is lili’s cousin” I say. “Alright, I’ll go” he says. San later that day picks me and Lili up and takes us to the club.

Lili goes to a different part of the club. I stay with San and we dance. A guy comes up to me and asks to dance. I agree because I assume a girl will just go up to San and dance anyways eventually. The guy grabs my waist and I put my arms around his neck. After a while of dancing with him I look over and see San dancing with a girl so I continue. The guy leans in and tries kissing me but I try to push him away. “Come on don’t act hard to get princess” he says while still pulling me close trying to kiss me. I try pushing away but he grasps me tighter. “Let me go” I say already feeling very uncomfortable. He doesn’t let me go. “She said let her go” San says. The guy lets go. “And who are you exactly?” The guy asks San. “Her boyfriend” San says putting his arm around my shoulders. The guy rolls his eyes and walks away. I look at San “thanks” I say. “You’re welcome, maybe stick with dancing with me only next time” he says. “Yeah you’re right” I say. I start not feeling good a little after and we go home as-well as Lili. I did wanna dance but kissing a stranger is too far. It was a bit weird honestly.

Weeks later me and San watch movies on my couch and I grab some beers I have from parties left overs. “You sure we should be drinking?” He asks. “I’ve done it multiple times, we will be fine” I say. We both start drinking and before you know it we both get kind of tipsy.

I see San staring at my lips and well I’ve found him cute for a while now so why not kiss him I thought. I kissed him and he pulled me in close kissing me back. The kiss gets more intense by the second. We make out and it goes on for a while as San grabs my hips and sits me down on top of him. We keep kissing passionately but then I hear a knock at my door. I get off of San and open the door. It was Jasmine. “I need to vent” she says with tears in her eyes. I had to kick San out and even tho I was still tipsy and well kept thinking about San I still let Jasmine vent to me.

The next day at school San and I barely talk at lunch and the class after that, until I broke the silence and said “so we are just gonna act like whatever happen yesterday didn’t happen?” I ask. “I don’t know, I didn’t think you remembered since we were a bit drunk” he says. “Well I do remember” I say looking down at my desk.

We stayed quiet for the rest of the class but after school I invited him over to my house. He agreed and we sit on the couch. “I think at first I was just in denial but now I’m sure that I like you” I say. He smiles and says “I like you too”. We stay quiet for a bit but then he pulls me in for a kiss but then pulls away. “Wanna be my girlfriend?” He asks. “Well you could have asked in a more romantic way you know” I tease. “My apologies, how dare I” he plays along. “I’m just kidding, I’d love to be your girlfriend” I say. He smiles and kisses me again. We kiss for a while then we get a bit carried away, but that’s for a mother story🤫

The next day I told my friends and well…

“I KNEW IT!” Jasmine says, “I literally told you so, I knew you guys liked each other!” Lili says.

They were happy for us and well we were happy to be together as-well. Maddie wasn’t too happy about it but it’s not like we cared.

The end✨

[stuffing-seattle]

Kelly’s First Date: Part 2

Kelly hoisted herself into the cab of Derek’s truck. Her belly groaned and gurgled at the sudden jostling, and she had to put a hand to her mouth to prevent her dinner from making a second appearance. She thought about putting on her seatbelt, but one glance at her over swollen gut convinced her not to.

Her blouse buttons were almost at their breaking point, and any additional pressure would either pop them off or bring the feast in her gut back the way it came. She would just have to hope Derek wouldn’t notice or care.

Derek settled in, and looked over at her with a worried expression on his face. She thought she saw him staring at her bloated gut, but he quickly looked away, and Kelly was too food-drunk to really care. “You sure you are ok coming to my place?” He asked. Kelly forced a smile and swallowed a burp.

“Of course. I’d love to.” She replied. “Well, settle in.” Said Derek. It’s a bit of a drive.” Kelly nodded and soon they were off. The rhythmic bumping of the car alongside the warm bowling ball sitting in her gut made Kelly’s eyelids grow heavy, and before long she rested her head against the window and fell asleep.

Sometime later she was gently prodded awake by Derek. “Hey… Hey wake up.” He said softly. Blearily, Kelly blinked her eyes open. “Huh, wha- wuzzup?” Derek smiled apologetically. “Hey we just pulled up to my house and I didn’t realize you fell asleep until just now. Let me take you home.” Derek went to put the car in gear but Kelly laid a hand on his. “No, no that’s ok!” She said quickly. “I always get a little sleepy after I eat.” I’m fine I promise.

Derek looked at her dubiously. She was telling the truth though. She felt much better after her nap. It had nothing to ease the swelling of her gut, but it certainly didn’t feel packed to the brim anymore. With a bit more insistence, Derek finally acquiesced and showed her inside.

It was a spacious place, and well taken care of from what she could see. Derek led her to the living room where she immediately plopped down on the couch. While she was not as full as she was earlier, her tummy was still quite the burden. Derek tossed the remote to her and said, “Here find a movie, I’ll make us some snacks.”

“Snacks?!?” Kelly exclaimed. She adjusted her tone when she saw the quizzical look on Derek’s face. “Uh, it’s just… we just had dinner.” Derek laughed awkwardly and said, “Ah I forgot everyone doesn’t eat like me. I do some body building in my free time so I need to eat a lot of calories.” Kelly nearly soaked through her panties upon hearing this. She crossed her legs as best she could around her bulging belly, as if to hide that fact.

She also remembered the advice her roommate had given her before the date. “No snacks are fine! I was just surprised to meet someone who also loves after dinner snacks like me.”

“Oh you are a body builder too?” He asked. Kelly glanced down at her overworked tum, and laid a hand gingerly over it. “I guess you could say that.” She muttered. Impressed, Derek went off to the kitchen. How long could she keep this up? She patted her distended belly, only for it to roar back in response. It still was not happy with her binge from earlier. Just hang in there, she willed it.

She took this quiet moment to just sit with herself and her belly. She focused on the fullness of it. The warmth that sat like a lead weight in her belly and slowly spread downward to her thighs and finally in between her legs. As she felt her midsection stretch and struggle against the fabric of her blouse, a familiar tingle started up in her groin, and a less familiar fire lit up in the little space left in her tightly packed gut.

Did she like this feeling? There was no time to think about it, as Derek had already returned with the food. They must have had different ideas of snacks because he came back out with a two plates heaping with steak and mashed potatoes, as well as a bowl of hard boiled eggs on the side, and a bottle of sparkling wine to top it all off. Kelly’s stomach would have sank if it had room to.

“What did you decide on?” Derek asked. Kelly had forgotten all about the movie, she had been so engrossed with her belly. She quickly snatched up the remote and put on some old rom com. She didn’t really like them, but hoped they wouldn’t be watching it much anyway.

Derek laughed. “Classic. I love this one.” He gestured to the mountain of food before them. “Dig in!” He said with a smile.

[sl-newsie]

Spelled (Carlos de Vil x Sanderson Daughter) Ch. 20: Connection

No one knows where I disappeared to, so I’ve created my dorm room as a temporary hiding spot. Forcefield hexes, invisibility jinxes, and memory spells help to keep people away, causing them to think my dorm is nothing but a broom closet. I would use a transportation spell or use my invisibility cloak and hide out in my private forest in the school woods but I don’t want to risk revealing my location in such an open space. If anyone found me out there then I’d have to start running and never be able to stop. 

For now I’ve been meditating and brewing a nerves tonic to help calm my mind, trying to calculate a plan. 

“Boo!” A voice calls from the windowsill.

I don’t even look up. “Not in the mood for a scare, Binx.”

“Um, actually I brought someone to help cheer you up.”

I turn away from my cauldron and see-

“Carlos?” Indeed, Carlos has followed Binx through the window and found my hiding spot. “What are you doing here? Binx, why would you bring him here? You know I’m unstable!”

“I asked Binx to help me find you.” Carlos starts walking toward but I stand back and hold up a hand. 

“No, stay back! You don’t know what I’m capable of. I don’t want to hurt you, Carlos.”

Carlos ignores my warning and corners me. “It’s ok, Magica. I’m not afraid of you.”

I look away. “You should be. Why would anyone want to be friends with me after what I’ve done today?” I give a dark chuckle. “In my case friends come in short supply. Why should I bother trying to live up to being good when people will always see me as a wicked witch, a Sanderson descendant?”

“For… making a bunch of jerks dance and make themselves look like idiots? I’m not sure if you know much about us VKs, Magica, but that’s pretty low on the evil scale. After you left we were laughing our heads off! Which reminds me,” He gently takes my hand and makes me look at him. “Magica Sanderson, we would like to invite you to be an official member of the VKs.”

His proposal surprises me. “Really? After I lied to all of you? Besides I’m only half VK. I’m not from the Isle-”

“That doesn’t matter. You’re still gonna be looked at as a VK just like us, no matter what. I’m sorry but that’s the way it is. But you can trust that the VKs will always have your back. And, um…” He starts to look nervous and scratches his head. “If you’re up for being friends and all, I was wondering if maybe… You'd wanna hang out sometime?”

I tilt my head in question. “You mean like a VK movie night or something?”

He shakes his head. “No, I mean hang out with… me?”

What… Did I hear him right, or is Carlos asking me on…?

“You mean, like a… date?” I ask in a small voice.

“Um… yeah?”

I must say I’m somewhat surprised. I’d have thought that after the whole love potion incident then Carlos didn’t really feel the same as I did and was choosing to ignore it.

“Not to make things even more awkward, but are you sure this is your true intentions or is it just because of the love potion?” I ask with a raised eyebrow.

Carlos looks confused but then it clicks and his eyes go wide. “Wait- I forgot! You knew about the love potion?”

“Yup.”

Carlos inches away but then regains his courage and leans in. “Why didn’t you say something? That must’ve been weird- Oh God I’m so sorry!” He slaps a hand over his face.

I take his hand softly to bring it down from his face and look him in the eye. “Carlos, I’ll be honest. At first I was suspicious about what you VKs were up to. But after hearing why, I understand now. It was an accident. I was never meant to take the love potion, and I made a complete fool of myself fawning over you so much.”

“You didn’t- I thought-” Carlos stutters.

I let go and walk back towards my cauldron. “I get it. I know witches are never meant to fall in love, so it makes sense that you wouldn’t like me back. I suggest we just put this silly love potion incident behind us and just-”

Suddenly Carlos blurts: “I- I love you!” 

Carlos you’re making this even more painful than it has to be!

I shake my head shamefully and busy myself by pouring some tonic into a goblet. “No you don’t, Carlos. It’s my mother’s siren magic in me. She used it to seduce men to her advantage, but you need to trust me that I can’t control it! I would never do that to you or anybody else! I’m not a ditsy, flirty blonde!”

At this point I’m fighting back tears and my hands are shaking, and when a tear spills into the tonic it starts to glow blue. Um, what does that mean?

Meanwhile Carlos comes over and puts both hands on my shoulder to make me focus on him.

“I never felt spelled to love you, Magica. It’s not just your looks. Don’t get me wrong, I think you’re gorgeous. But you’re also smart, witty, funny, and really fun to be around. And if that’s not true love, I don’t know what is! And- and before I turn chicken I’m going to prove it.”

Before I can ask what he means, Carlos leans forward and presses his lips to mine. The sudden rush of emotions takes me off guard and I don’t have anything to steady myself, so I hold onto Carlos. He notices and wraps his arms around me, pulling me closer. A million feelings are rushing through my head, as if fireworks have exploded in my head. I’m not sure if Carlos can feel it, but something’s definitely happening… I’m starting to feel a bond, a connection stronger than skin-deep…

Carlos pulls away slightly with a nervous look. “Um, I’m assuming that since you haven’t turned me into a frog that maybe… you like me too?”

I chuckle at his innocence and hug him closer. “Yes, Freckles. I just never thought I'd, um, you know… Have someone think of me as more than just a pretty housemaid.”

“What? No. I- I think you’re amazing! You’re talented, confident, and have the best ideas for pranks! Dude loves you! And you’re always so nice.”

I let out a dark chuckle. “Not after today. I’m not the same person I was this morning. From now on I’m going to do things my way.”

“Meaning… not good?” Carlos looks skeptical.

“Not good, not bad. Something in-between, to keep people guessing.”

Carlos smirks. “I think I’m starting to like the new Magica. So then, maybe after the coronation tomorrow you’d wanna hang out? Go to the woods again, Enchantress?”

I scoff. “Keep saying that and mortals will mistake me as the sorceress who cursed Ben’s dad. Why that nickname, Freckles?”

Carlos shuffles his feet and looks at the ground. “Because that’s how I think of you, a beautiful enchantress. Not a wicked, ugly witch that all the other fairy tales talk about."

But now Carlos is looking at my cauldron and I can tell he’s… worried? I can sense his feelings? How’s that possible?

“What’s that?” He points at the cauldron’s brewing insides.

“A nerves tonic, to clear the head.”

“But it changed. Why is it blue?”

“Good question.” After flipping through the spellbook I find the answer. “According to this, a tear of bittersweetness can turn a nerves tonic into something far more stronger and violent: firecracker draught. My tear must have triggered it.” I fetch a beaker and begin to carefully pour the substance. “This must be handled and stored carefully.”

“What happens if it isn’t?” Carlos asks with an anxious tone.

“Think of it as a liquid explosion. I drop this, and the entire west side of the school goes ka-boom.”

Carlos tenses up and gives me room to move the draught to my safe-keep spot under my bed. After I’ve secured it I crawl back out and join Carlos over by the window. He’s calm now. I no longer feel nervous or anxious around him, possibly because we now share an understanding of each other’s feelings.

“Mal’s going to release Ben from her spell tomorrow?”

“Yeah. Mal baked him a muffin a few nights ago.”

“Oh. She could’ve just asked to use some of mine. I have extra from when I cured myself, but I’m guessing she needed to use her own antidote because of the spell’s unique properties.”

Carlos squirms a little. “How did you know?”

I think it over, then shrug. “I figured something was wrong after I saw magic coming from the cookies. After I was spelled it felt like a drug, but with the help of Binx I managed to brew an antidote. I just hope Ben copes better with the withdrawal than I did.”

My freckled friend shakes his head and leans over the windowsill. “I’m so sorry. I never wanted you to go through that, and if you don’t completely trust me I understand-”

I bring a hand to his face. “Hey, hey- it’s alright. It wasn’t your fault. I’d trust you with my life if it were hanging by a thread, Carlos. It’s… everyone else that’s deceitful.”

He considers this, then says: “So what happens now?”

I shake my head. “After what I did, I’m never going to be able to earn their trust back. And to be honest, I don’t care.”

“So where will you go?” I can tell Carlos is thinking the same thing I am: I have to leave.

I lean in to kiss his freckled cheek. “I’m sorry, Carlos. But I can’t stay here.”

“But maybe you can! After we release the villains on the Isle then you won’t have to hide anymore.”

I shake my head again, knowing than even though his intentions are thoughtful and meant to uplift my spirits there’s still a slim chance of me walking away without a scratch. No matter what side I chose, people will always resent me.

“It’s late, and we’ve got a big day tomorrow. I suggest a good night’s sleep, and-” I reach over and hand Carlos the single goblet of normal nerves tonic. “Prescribed tonic from a real witch. No poison, no love spell, just plain old-fashioned natural healing.”

Carlos takes the goblet as if it’s a shining diamond, and sips it deliberately. After a few moments he closes his eyes and gets a peaceful look on his face.

“You’ve definitely mastered potion-making in my book, Magica.”

I smirk and gently ease him towards the edge. “Time to go to sleep now. I’ll meet you tomorrow in your dorm.”

Carlos looks reluctant but the tonic is making him compliant. “Wouldn’t it be better if I went out through the door?”

“Sorry. It’s enchanted and locked. The only way in or out now is the window.”

“Ok, makes sense. See you tomorrow.” He swings his legs over and starts down, looking up one last time to give me a shy smile. “Goodnight, Enchantress. I- I love you.”

The phrase is very new to my ears, however when Carlos says it then it feels… right. And returning it feels even more appropriate.

“I love you too, Freckles.”

After he’s gone, Binx hops down from his perch. “That went well.”

I sigh blissfully and sit down. “What a day… Say Binx, have you ever heard of any magic regarding true love’s kiss? Aside from waking people from deep sleep, that is.”

He tilts his head and starts sniffing my cauldron. “Can’t say I have.”

I pick my spellbook up again and flip through it. “Here it is: There are some instances noted when a true love is powerful enough to create an empathy bond, a connection shared between two that will allow the pair to feel each other’s emotions.” After rereading the passage several times I finally close it and glance at Binx, who’s giving me a certain look. “So I guess that means that, in a way, I’ll know if Carlos is in trouble? That’s… reassuring, I guess.”

I sit down on the bed again and Binx jumps up next to me. “You can’t hide up here forever. What are you planning to do now?”

“I guess we’ll find out tomorrow.”

[fallrimxreader]

Idk if you are still doing the february asks cause i don't keep track of time well but can you do number 6 for maccready hancock or danse?

What month is it again? February, oh yes, definitely February.

And I did all three, because I can't make decisions and I wanted to.

Prompt: "Are you really so oblivious?"

MacCready:

MacCready had not flirted with anyone since he lost his wife. He’d almost forgotten how to do it. When he began to fall in love with Sole, he was worried he was going to do a terrible job at flirting. He wanted to test the waters by flirting because he wasn’t quite ready to admit his feelings fully. Yet every time he flirted, Sole just reacted as though he hadn’t. He wasn’t sure if it was because he really forgot how to flirt, or if it was because Sole wasn’t interested. MacCready was terrified the latter would be true, but Sole had never told him specifically they weren’t interested so he was going to try until they said so.

The two had been travelling the commonwealth for a couple weeks, sleeping in abandoned buildings and quick made camps. Finally, they were tired of it, and decided to stop at a hotel in goodneighbor. They asked for one room, but being too tired had forgotten to ask for two beds. The two stalked up the stairs and opened the door to find one bed in the room.

“One bed, you trying to suggest something?” MacCready teased.

“You can take it Mac; I can take the chair.” Sole yawned. Being tired, they had actually not heard what he said. Sole dropped off their gear and slumped into the nearby armchair.

“I’m happy to share with you, we could do head to toes. Or face to face.” MacCready took off his own gear.

“Ha, I don’t think you’d want to experience my morning breath.” Sole joked.

“I think I would.” MacCready stated. This was the perfect opportunity to spark something, and he didn’t want to waste it. Sole laughed. If MacCready was going to fine with sharing a bed, then Sole would accept. Just because the bed would be so much more comfortable than the chair. Sole stood and staggered over to the bed, flopping onto it, laying on their stomach. MacCready joined Sole on the bed laying on his side, facing them.

“I’m so tired, I don’t even think your snoring will keep me up.” Sole laughed tiredly.

“Well, maybe we could do something else so I won’t have time to snore.”

“What would we do instead of sleeping?”

“What could two people do in a bed other than sleeping?” MacCready asked suggestively. Sole took a second to think.

“Eat?” Sole suggested. Though felt it might be the wrong answer. MacCready huffed, he sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. Sole sat up, rubbing their eyes.

“Are you ok?” Sole asked worried.

“Are you really so oblivious?” MacCready thought he was being obvious. Though maybe he actually had to say what he wanted.

“I’m sorry Robert. Look I’m really tired, but if I said something to offend you, I’m sorry.”

“No, you didn’t offend me. I’m sorry, you’re right it is late and we are tired, let’s just talk in the morning.”

“No, let’s talk now.” Sole scooched themselves to the edge of the bed so they were beside MacCready. They patted his shoulder affectionately. “Please, tell me what’s on your mind.”

MacCready tried to find the perfect words to say. Sole was stubborn and he knew they wouldn’t let it go unless he told them the truth. Now was a good a time as any to admit his feelings, if he left it till tomorrow, he wouldn’t get sleep anyway. He’d be too worried about admitting himself the following day.

“Alright.” He sighed. He adjusted his position so he could look at Sole. They smiled warmly at him. Their smile made his heart jump. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed. But I’ve been flirting with you for a while. And the reason is because, well. I have feelings for you. I’d like for us to be an item.”

“Oh.” Sole was shocked, but in a good way. They had honestly not realized. “Oh.” They repeated again, finally understanding what MacCready meant about sharing the one bed. Sole began to laugh.

“What’s so funny?” MacCready asked, worried they were laughing at him.

“I finally got what you meant. Yes, there is something else we can do other than sleep.” Sole laughed. MacCready’s face flushed red. Sole took his hands in theirs, giving them a squeeze.

“I’m sorry I didn’t realize earlier. And that I was too tired to realize tonight. Now that I got it, I have to say that was very smooth.” Sole smiled. “I have feelings for you too.”

“Thank god.” MacCready sighed with relief. “I’m really glad, at least my flirting attempts were not completely wasted.”

“I’ll be more proactive in listening for your flirts and try to reciprocate them. And I’d love to share this bed with you in more than one way. But tonight, we need to just sleep.” Sole expressed; they had enough adrenaline to get them through this confession but they felt as though they would collapse at any second.

“That’s fine with me, at least I know you feel the same way now.”

Sole leaned forward giving a quick peck to MacCready’s lips then fell to the bed, closing their eyes. MacCready laid beside them a beaming smiled permanently plastered on his face. He felt so happy he didn’t think he was going to be able to sleep.

“Hey Sole?” He turned to look at Sole, but they had already fallen asleep. MacCready placed a light kiss upon their forehead before closing his own eyes.

Hancock:

Hancock has always been a huge flirt. He flirts casually with everyone, usually with minimal effort as it’s just a natural thing to him. When he is serious about someone, he puts serious effort in and his flirting becomes deliberate and sincere. Yet still obvious. He thought everyone could tell he was flirting. How wrong he was.

He’d been traveling with Sole for a couple of months and quickly became head over heels in love with them. Sole was the best thing to happen to Hancock, and all he wanted was to be around them all the time. He focused all his flirtatious energy onto Sole, trying to be as obvious as he could while not deliberately saying it. Just because he was hoping he could get Sole to flirt back. He didn’t want to express his feelings if Sole did not feel the same way, but if Sole were to flirt back then he would definitely announce his intentions.

Hancock had woken early, sitting in their temporary camp he watched the sunrise. Sole stirred in their bedroll a few feet away.

“Mornin’ darlin’.”

“Good morning, Hancock.” Sole smiled, greeting Hancock no different than they did everyone else. Sole rubbed their eyes then looked over at the sunrise. “Wow, that is a beautiful sunrise.”

“Not as beautiful as you.” Hancock purred.

“Ha, no I think the sunrise has me beat for sure.” Sole then began rolling their bed up, preparing for the day. Hancock huffed, frustrated.

“What should we get for breakfast?” Sole asked, patting their growling stomach.

“I’d take a piece of you.” Hancock smirked, standing and sauntering over to Sole.

“You can take some of my thigh, I have plenty but I don’t think I’d taste good. Maybe better than radroach though.” Sole laughed. Hancock sighed. Sole raised their eyebrow in response. “Everything alright Hancock?” Sole’s voice had genuine concern; they were worried they might have hurt Hancock’s feeling but was unsure how.

Hancock didn’t want to ruin their friendship, but after so many failed flirts he was about to give in. He wasn’t sure if Sole wasn’t understanding the flirtation, or if Sole just wasn’t interested in him. Hancock was worried that Sole knew he was flirting, but was trying to deter him. He had to find out, not knowing was killing him. At this rate he’d rather just get rejected than have his flirts ignored one more time.

“Are you really so oblivious?” Hancock asked blatantly, yet still in a soft voice. Sole took a second to ponder the question, but they weren’t sure what Hancock was talking about. Sole wringed their hands together nervously.

“What do you mean?” Sole asked.

“Come on darlin’, I’ve been flirting with you for months. Have you seriously never noticed, or are you just not interested?”

“You. You’ve been flirting with me?” Sole’s eyes widened in surprise. Hancock’s mouth opened slightly in astonishment. He just couldn’t believe someone this smart and cool, had just not realized. After a couple seconds Hancock began to laugh.

“You are just brilliant; you know that love?” Sole blushed. Hancock closed the gap between them, gently holding one of Sole’s hands. “I’ve had feelings for you for a while now. I want us to be more than friends. If you don’t feel the same, I completely understand, and I won’t bring it up again. But if you do feel the same.” Hancock smirked, looking deep into Sole’s eyes.

Sole was flustered, they were still trying to process the fact that Hancock had been flirting with them for months. Then their brain caught up to the situation, and they focused on the fact Hancock was currently asking them out. Sole’s face flushed a deep crimson.

“Oh Hancock. I’m sorry I missed your flirting, I’m really not good at picking that stuff up.”

“Yeah, I figured that out.” Hancock chuckled.

“I. I do feel the same. I really like you too, and I would love to be in a relationship with you.” Hancock’s heart swelled; in that moment he was the happiest ghoul on the planet. He slowly leant forward, Sole did the same, their lips connecting for a soft first kiss.

“Now that we are dating, I want you to know, almost everything I say to you is going to be flirtatious.” Hancock joked.

“That’s good, it will give me plenty of practice to get used to it.” Sole laughed, then leant in for another kiss.

Danse:

Danse was not good at flirting. He didn’t know how to do it, and he always felt a direct approach was the best approach. Yet when it came to Sole, he found himself unable to even do that. He’d never had these feelings before. He’d never felt so connected, so infatuated with another person. Every time he tried to tell Sole how he felt he got flustered, and was unable to form the right words. He tried to let them know how he felt in other ways, such as bringing them gifts and doing tasks to make their life easier. Sole was very appreciative, but just assumed Danse was being a good companion and friend and thought nothing more of it. Danse tried this way for a few weeks before getting fed up. He was annoyed with himself that he couldn’t be brave enough to admit his feelings for Sole. He finally decided he was going to do it. He was going to just tell them.

“Sole, could I have a moment of your time?” Danse asked. Sole had been scouring through some rubble trying to find anything of use.

“Sure Danse, what’s up?”

“I was thinking, perhaps instead of our usual plans to disperse raiders. Tonight, we could do something else, like a walk or a dinner together.”

“That sounds like fun. It would be a good idea for us to have a more relaxed evening.” Danse’s heart fluttered, he felt extremely happy. But the feeling quickly disappeared. Sole had agreed in such a casual tone, and gone right back to their original task. Danse had never done this before, but he felt as though Sole should have reacted differently to being asked out on a date.

“Ahem. I mean for us to go out together.” Danse repeated.

“Well, yeah. Who else would we go with.” Sole laughed.

“Sole. I like you.” Danse admitted, he felt vulnerable. Yet he knew it was time to express himself.

“I like you too Danse.” Sole replied not looking at Danse, too focused on looking for treasure. This hurt Danse.

“Are you really so oblivious?” Danse snapped. This caught Sole by surprise, they turned to Danse looking at him confused. “I apologize for my tone. I just” Danse paused.

“Everything ok Danse?”

“I’m admitting my feelings for you Sole. I’d like for us to go out together on a date. I like you, as more than just friends.” Danse’s face grew red. He watched Sole unsure what to expect from their reply. He just begged they felt the same way. Sole took a few seconds to register the confession.

“Oh Danse. I’m sorry, I don’t know why I didn’t pick that up.” Sole felt terrible, they couldn’t imagine how Danse could be feeling. Sole never wanted to hurt Danse or brush off his confession. Sole stepped close to Danse and hugged him tightly. Danse hugged back, it was a warm and heartfelt hug.

“I feel the same way Danse. I really like you too, more than a friend of course. And I would absolutely love to go on a date with you.” Sole pulled away enough to look up at Danse, giving him a big smile.

“Well, I’m glad we could get that figured out. Now why waste anymore time, perhaps we start our date now?” Danse asked, he pulled away from the hug then held his arm out. Sole linked their arm in his.

“Yes, lets.” Sole pressed themselves closely against Danse, holding his arm tightly.

“I think going forward, I’ll just be more direct in telling you how I feel.” Danse admitted. Sole laughed.

[0nlythrowharrybeaux]

BABE!

Can you do either a Hades!Harry x Persephone!reader or an Eros!Harry x reader smut oneshot?! 🤤🤤🤤

OMG SURE! I might do Hades x Reader as I’ve never written a Hades one before 🤔

@victoria-styles here's a little sneak peak!

“Harry?” She asked and he glanced up from checking the time on his watch. He looked surprised, “Hi.” She said with a smile of disbelief, “I don’t know if you even remember me, but-”

“Y/N. How could anyone forget you?” He asked with a demure smile as he saw her look away bashfully for a moment and he could hear the excited pounding of her heart and her thoughts in a frenzy. He even caught a “he’s so much hotter than I remember” and he struggled to bite back his grin with that one. This was purely coincidental, he hadn’t been looking for her today, he had been for a week already once he settled in, but today he just needed a break and suddenly here she was.

“You’re too sweet.” She mumbled with a humble shake of her head, “I ummm- it’s good to see you.” She said and finally looked back into his eyes. She was about to say she’d been looking everywhere for him, but maybe that wouldn’t be the best way to start this out.

“You as well, I’ve ummm, I’ve thought of you often.” He admitted and she felt a shot of excitement zap through her body.

“Oh, me too!” She said and then shook her head, “Me of you, not me of me. Er- I’ve thought about you too. A lot.” She explained quite badly and his lips quirked up to the left, carving his dimple deep into his cheek, “Not like weirdly “a lot”, like the normal amount of thinking you can do about a person, you know?” She fumbled on her words.

“Yeah, I know what you mean.” He assured with an amused smile. His smile widened even more so when a thought about her getting herself to him crossed her mind. He had to look away because he didn’t care who was around, with a snap of his fingers he would open up the ground and take her down to the underworld and do whatever she wanted him to do to her.

“Y-you do?” She asked and he nodded.

“Yeah.” 

“Oh, OK.” She smiled nervously and he chuckled. He forgot what humans were like in this capacity. They were skittish and played coy, despite the preserve and obscene things that went on in their minds. It was adorable.

“Are you doing anything right now?” He asked and she bit her lip as she shook her head, “Would you like to join me for breakfast?” He asked his next question.

“I’d love to, but you look like you’re busy today.” She explained with a shake of her head. He was dressed in a suit so she could only assume that he was off to work or had something important to do. She was nervous, it was coming off of her in tsunami-like waves. 

“That can wait.” He said nonchalantly with a smile. Yeah, he did have something planned, but finding her was more important. It was the reason he had temporarily relocated to this hellish, suburban town.

“I would hate to impose-”

“Didn’t you just say you’ve been thinking of me. A lot? But not weirdly a lot.” He asked with a smirk and she giggled nervously.

“I uh-I believe I did say that.” She admitted.

“Well then?” He asked, “Unless you’re busy.”

“I’m not. I’m just in shock is all. I’ve been looking for you everywhere for the last two months.” She explained, speaking her thoughts without really thinking and then she scrunched her face up in embarrassment as she winced a bit. “Just ignore me. My brain’s all out of whack today.” She tagged on quickly and he grinned. If this was her just nervous to see him he couldn’t wait to see the state of her after he’d had his way with her. Her brain would be mush and she’d only be thinking about sex, cock, and him until the day she died. 

  “S'your brain, huh? I think I make you a little nervous.” He decided to say. There was confidence laced into his words and it made her knees weak.

“I’m not nervous.” She fibbed, but he decided not to challenge her on it.

“Oh, well my mistake. I just assumed because you make me a little nervous.” He confessed and she looked surprised at his candor.

“I make you nervous?” She asked and he shrugged with a smile.

She certainly did. If only she knew that she had an all powerful god frazzled and fumbling and questioning all of his morals and ethics and the sanctity of his marriage after millennia of devotion. At this moment Y/N was the most powerful woman in the universe and she didn’t even know it.

LMK IF YOU WANT TO BE TAGGED:)

[wench-and-jezebel]

Dark Angel Reaction: Female Trouble

Jezebel (@typicalopposite) reacts [with occasional asides by Wench (@scripted-downfall)]

(tw for discussions of canon suicidal thoughts)

[Oh god the title tho]  🤣🤣🤣🤣 [I think this is Big Drama ep btw.  And, if so, I *think* that I really HATED Max in this one.  She's so selfish/oblivious if so]  Well here we go

Already don’t like her (half-kidding)  [She has called him 'His Holiness" and "the messiah" in the space of two seconds]  

She stands like a doll.   Like, really stiff

See this guy doesn’t seem like it a therapist  [I think they forgot what his initial role was alkdsfj]  🤣🤣🤣 One of the writers is a me… “Why is he here again??”  “I dunno just write him lines”

Place is dirtyyyy.  I would not be getting naked in there!  Buddy, you’re gonna get sepsis.  [You sound like Dean]  🤣🤣🤣 Dean be making sense

[She's annoyingly biased.  Isn't she supposed to have a good bedside manner?]

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 that’s a buncha money

Poor Logan… Poor buddy is as unlucky as Ackles in just having bad luck just with health for him  [Should I be concerned for Tony?]

… ooooohahhhhhh (opening song)

[Poor OC dealing with Max's BS]  Right!?!

*she says with heavy attitude*

Buddy 💔💔💔

She plays bitchy too easy… must just come natural (cough cough I’ve heard bad things about Alba)  [This is true!  Though I must say... she gets better in other roles.  "Sin City" and "The Eye"?  I can't remember her being as bad]  Ack, The Eye!  She wasn’t bad in Fantastic Four either

[I love how she acts like his whole life is her, though.  Like.  Hmm, he's not answering the phone.  HOW DARE HE GHOST ME.]

I mean… In Sketchy’s defense… ☠️☠️☠️ she opened the door with no bra!

I have never walked with a cane…. And apparently neither has Weatherly! ☠️☠️☠️ Buddy’s not a bad actor, but his body acting is a bit off! ☠️ been meaning to mention it since he started walking again  [That does seem to be true]  His arm is the one struggling more than his legs ☠️☠️☠️

I wouldn’t like needles that size either… Ack

Ooopp and she done stuck the mammoth needle in the struggle arm

[The sign that says "Hell" behind her tho]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️  If I couldn’t find coffee or packaged chicken, I’d think it would hell too

Wtf did they cut with that big ass knife

[Oh, lovely: Max stalking her boyfriend.  This is great.  Very healthy]  I could have overlooked her coming to see what he was doing… but the attitude is killing me.  

What condition…?  I mean, I get he’s walking, but buddy was paralyzed like… two days ago.  That condition is still there

[Doctor's an idiot if she hasn't figured out that Max is Manticore yet]

Bum bum bummmmmm!  He knows

[Flowers for Algernon-coded.]

She says things that should sound caring… so uncaringly

[Awkward-ass acting, just saying.  Looks like she’s getting her wish about "I want his ass to stay crippled so he needs me"]  Very true.  Also that.  Was… *sigh*.  Her throwing the jacket at him.  I’d lose it.

[Neuropsych = PsyOps btw]  That’s what I thought!

This scene is still too deep to comment on ☠️  It’s like. Oddly deep  [We’ll talk at midpoin- Oh, wait, that’s now… pause]  Okay

– – –

Jezebel: But, no, usually deep or sad or serious scenes can be mocked to an extent, and that one I had nothing. 🤣 And I didn’t want to just repeatedly type ooooof

Wench: Yeah, I follow...  There wasn't much content there, though, so it makes sense

Jezebel: This episode feels short!?  Like it does not feel like midpoint already… But, I mean, literally two things have happened, minus the intro of another sibling who just scurried off again ☠️☠️ hopefully she comes back just so it doesn’t feel as pointless as the last sibling

Wench: The last sibling definitely comes back, btw.  Well, at least, if I remember her right  Her name was Tinga, right? (Last sibling)

Jezebel: Yeah

Wench: Then, yeah, she becomes important at the end of this season

Jezebel: Ok good!  What about the one in this ep?

Wench: Uh... not fully certain... I don't really remember her to the same degree.  For what it’s worth, though, I think this episode is gonna pick up in terms of stuff going on... at least if I'm right about where this episode is heading.  But, regardless, this is definitely the one I mentioned as being the *real* start of my Max dislike.  Like, she'd aggravated me before, but this is the first time I *really* hated her

Jezebel: Yeah her attitude is so amplified

Wench: Also, there's some serious Logan development starting in this episode, so it's pretty significant that this is her reaction to an episode about him going through seriously hard times.  And he's definitely got issues but a) they haven't developed those yet, and mostly won't until s2, largely because I'm pretty sure they were developed in response to Weatherly's actions during the filming of s2 and less about his actions during the filming of s1; and b) it's funny to me because his flaws in s2 are basicallyyyy what she's doing in this ep

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ Oof!  

Wench: Yup…

Jezebel: Other than that! I think that’s all I have for a midpoint there just isn’t too much else to comment on

– – – 

[Sister be back as requested]  Sister be murderous  [Well, yes, but that's not surprising… She’s related to Max]  Oh, look, sis, I can flip too

Oh SNAP

The doctor has the patience OF A SAINT

["X5 males are routinely dosed with birth-control meds"  Well, that's changed by s2, that's for damn sure]  

Ooooof Jace… You done done the devil’s tango

[Oh, Max, you'd be right if you weren't so wrong (*stares at s2e1*)] 

MaaM. She’s like 2 seconds pregnant ☠️ she’s not too attached I don’t think using the baby as persuasion works just yet

[Thus are you seeing the power of PsyOps btw] 

Shit that doesn’t belong in your body tends to do that

Max just in the background scowling

[Max has no clue about biology, I see laksjdf  "Baby moving?" Bitch, baby's a kidney bean rn]  ☠️☠️☠️

Oooof he’s getting fired

[Oh, that's interesting... "You’re happy out here? In a world that’s dirty…diseased…corrupt?"  Alec-coded.  Who is, in turn, Dean-coded]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

– – – 

*pause for a conversation*

Jezebel: I think I know why I can’t comment easy… Because the episode has a less humorous plot line. (It’s kinda deep) And I can’t crack jokes at it… I’m getting invested and just watching ☠️☠️☠️

Wench: That’s fair!

Jezebel: What did you want to say?

Wench: I just… this is such an important conversation to bear in mind for s2.  Like, this is verging on spoiler-y, but we've already talked about this some, so…  Max: “Because what they don’t tell you is that you’re more than just a soldier. You’re a human being, with free will.”  Jace: “Easy for you to say. You’re not in restraints.”  Max is paying attention because she views Jace as a sister, but this is exactly what happens with Alec.

Jezebel: Alec isn’t an X5 right?

Wench: Nah, he is.  He's X5-494

Jezebel: So she didn’t know Ben was a twin

Wench: Right

Jezebel: Ahhh!  

Wench: And she's sitting there with her moralistic view --- "you're a person not a soldier; how can you possibly go to Manticore when they're manipulating and controlling you; you're such a pawn and need to learn to think for yourself; Manticore is wrong" etc --- and he's coming back with "it's easy for you to say that, but you left, you don't know what it was like, and you don't know what it's like to not have the luxury of morals when we're just trying to get by."  She's paying more attention here, but that's only because Jace is an X5 from her unit; she doesn't afford the same consideration in s2.

Jezebel: Ohhh ☹️☹️☹️ oooof

Wench: And it's also interesting because both Jace and Alec are talking about the dirtiness of the world, the crudity of it as opposed to Manticore's sterility... and it's kinda interesting to see that it's clearly part of their programming to think that way because this is across seasons, across units, and yet it's the same thought, and almost the same wording.  He says "You spent half your life out there in filth and degradation. I could catch something." instead, but it's the same thought as the quote I pulled out earlier

Jezebel: Yeah I see it 👀👀👀

Wench: Anyway, that's just something interesting I noticed that wouldn't be especially spoiler-esque because... well.  I already spoiled it alksdjf  

Jezebel: 🤣🤣🤣 Fairrr

Wench: The parallels are interesting, and they'll probably end up brewing in my head... Don't be surprised if I keep mentioning stuff

Jezebel: I don’t mind 🙂 Oh, also, there was something I wanted to ask about the show… Did the Pulse happen after the escape or before?

Wench: After

Jezebel: And what was it?

Wench: Do you know what an EMP is?

Jezebel: I was about to say what Dean made himself…. But that’s… EVP right?

Wench: He technically made an electromagnet too, but I think you mean EMF

Jezebel: ☠️

Wench: An EMP is an electromagnetic pulse, and it basically takes out electronics/tech.  The Pulse was a large scale electromagnetic pulse, which took out all of the infrastructure/electronics/technology

Jezebel: Sooo what they should was gonna happen in 2000?

Wench: This show was made in 2000, so idk what you're talking about but it would make sense if so

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️ That- 🤣🤣🤣  OMG THAT MAKES SO MUCH FUCKING SENSE NOWWWWW  (To sum up… There was an end of the world fear that when we hit the year 2000 this would happen. All technology would stop working and basically apocalypse.  It was like really scary.  Like 2012 apocalypse level fear.)

Wench: Oh, damn… Then yes!

Jezebel: That is fucking hilarious tho… The show makes so much sense now!  And now I’m ready 🙂

– – – 

Lintlickerrrrr *squinting emoji*  [btw, Nitro emojis don’t work on Tumblr alskfj]  *squint* ☠️👀🤣

“It’s nothing personal”  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

[Oop- innuendo]

DOUBLE CROSS… LE GASP

[“Maternal instinct.”  Y'ALL.  It's.  A KIDNEY BEAN]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️  ["I know what she's going through.  I trust her."  Bitch, you don't know shit; you've never been a pregnant, post-brainwashing X5 who broke out to rejoin her previously-escaped sibling]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️ 

Poor Jace

Tf ☠️☠️☠️

Oooop double crossed double cross

Welp, there goes Logan’s legs  [Guess Max got her wish]

[JAM PONY!]  More bike tricks  [Sketch got better at the bike thing!!!]

☠️☠️☠️☠️

[I told you he was lying about the bip-bip-bip-ing]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️

Double cross x3  [We've got a count developing]

Omg, the second half just went hard af  [I told you it would :)]

QUAD CROSSSSSS OMG THE CRISSS CROSSS APPLESAUCE

[Btw, the card they are playing?  Is absolutely the "the kidney bean convinced her" card]  Ahh the maternal instinct… “My baby spoke to me *angels singing*”  [No, you're forgetting… "My baby revolved in my eye and I knew I couldn't let them die"]  ☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️☠️

The little hint of a smile tho… Lintlicker you dog

[I swear, these past two or so episodes have had Jam Pony scenes only consist of transition scenes, which makes me sad :(]  I KNOW  💔💔💔

Mexico and Canada gonna be protected af

[Max is being.  So.  Oblivious.  just btw]  “This is gonna be ok… you need me again.. I’ll take care of you… The way it should be”  [I swear I saw a Criminal Minds with this plot… The one with the inspirational  speaker chick who kidnaps and tortures anyone who actually becomes self-sufficient enough to not need her help]

[Also… Did I mention Max was oblivious?  How did it take until now for her to register the whole.  You know.  Suicidal bit.]  ☹️☹️☹️☹️  Ooooof  

[I'm gonna put a trigger warning for this one btw.  idk how in depth we'll go, but just in case]  Definitely

Poor buddy

[Now she's worried about him]

He scrunched up her hair and I thought he was about to yank her off

[At least *one* of the unit siblings got a decent spotlight]

“I hope Logan will be ok.  Actually, I know Logan will be ok”  [CIRCLES]

[Also, her explanation of "I know Logan will be ok" being because "I'm in his corner"... bitch, wot.  You didn't pay your boyfriend enough attention to catch that he was suicidal]  “I’m in his corner…  Sometimes… When I’m not busy”

*sigh* But like at least Jace got away

– – – 

Wench: So now you see what I mean by Big Drama

Jezebel: Yes.  Very big. Much drama. That was heavy. Does it get talked about more? Or is he over it next episode (kinda hope that’s not the case, that’s not how depression works ☠️)

Wench: The suicidal bit? I don't think so. Could be wrong, but I don't remember it being addressed again.

Jezebel: Oooof... Not that I’d want him to be suicidal in more eps but like... yanno that’s a big thing to say he is and then just never touch on it again yanno.

Wench: Yeah...

Jezebel: Anyway... The criss-crossing this ep was giving me whiplash

Wench: Yup, agreed

Jezebel: Also I can’t help but think Lydecker almost looked happy they got away

Wench: *whistles*

Jezebel: 🤣🤣🤣 But other than that! I don’t have much else to say ☠️

Wench: Yeah, there's not much to comment on… Most of this was character development.

Jezebel: And now they have the new level of Manticore: Babicore

Wench: alsdkfj Oh you ain't seen nothin' yet... Babicore doesn't come in until s2

Jezebel: ☠️☠️☠️☠️

Wench: Still hate Max tho.

Jezebel: I can see why y’all do for sureeeee

Wench: It gets worse! Because later, she's directing it towards Alec, (who's basically Dean, for context). Like, you've seen enough to know that Jackles doesn't act them the same, but they're so close that it's kinda bonkers that they're so clearly different characters.

Jezebel: I can’t wait!!! Well I can for the bitchiness but not the ackleesss 💕💕💕

Wench: Well, 'til next ep then!