#idrk how this works or if it’s even helpful the way we hope it is but

[sapphosclown]

Grease: Rise of the Pink Ladies is now available to purchase on Amazon and iTunes!! if you’re able to it’s $20 for the whole season and buying will hopefully show how much people care about the show! if not, don’t worry, there’s still plenty of other ways to show support :)

[maxidentscene]

strictly platonic

⚘ genre. a bit suggestive?? fluff?? idrk

⚘ members. ot8

chan just wants to chill in a hot tub

You knew that Chan would want to get in the hot tub the second you surveyed the Airbnb. You figured that one of the guys could join him, you weren’t sure if you’d be able to handle being in it with him and only him

Alas, he invited you anyway, to which you agreed to because you could never say no to him. Here he sat, right in front of you, head rolled back and soaking up the warm water. “This is the fucking best.”

It would be more enjoyable if he had a shirt on. Maybe then, you’d be able to stop drooling. You’d be able to focus on literally anything other than his body. He was your friend, your closest friend, you shouldn’t be looking at him like that

Who could blame you? Chris was one of the most handsome guys you’d ever laid eyes on. There was no denying your attraction, but times like these were the ones you hated the most because he seemed to catch your staring every single time

“Like what you see?” He joked with a laugh. Oh, if only he knew

lee know didn’t seem to mind sharing a bed

“How funny,” Minho scoffed, standing over the single bed that the two of you were supposed to share overnight. The managers must’ve forgot that they were supposed to book a double for this stay, since you’d be attending. “Well, what can we do? Just a night, right?”

It was his first priority to make sure that this scenario didn’t make you uncomfortable. If it did, he was ready to sleep on the floor, but he relaxed once you plopped down on the mattress. “Guess so. Go shower first, you stink.”

With a roll of his eyes, he did as told, leaving you to stare at the ceiling and mentally prepare yourself. This would be your first time sleeping side by side despite knowing him for over a decade. It would be easier if you didn’t have a raging crush on him

“You look nervous,” he teased from the doorframe, scaring you. With a laugh, he dried his hair off and got himself comfortable on his side. “If you are, just say the word. Speak now or forever hold your peace.”

You responded by getting under the covers as well, quick to turn out the lights on your side, hoping that’ll help calm yourself down. God, your palms were so sweaty. Everything went well until he started tossing a bit, back now pressed right against yours. This was gonna be fun

changbin can’t seem to find a good place for his hands

Going around with the guys meant that space was limited. They came as a pack and moved as a pack, all of them shoving into the same vehicle to go from place to place. So, when you were nearly sat in Changbin’s lap, you couldn’t even be surprised

You preferred being in his personal space than any of the others, only because you’ve known him since school. Most of the time, you were with them as you were his best friend, so you’ve gotten used to their presence. Just not quite at the point where you’d sit on them if need be

A pair of hands placed themselves on your lap and you instantly froze. Of course, there wasn’t a place for Changbin to keep his hands to himself. Of course, he’d have to reach over you to rest, why were you so shaken up about it?

Was it because you’ve been helplessly in love with him for years? Yeah, that would sure do it. You felt that you couldn’t move a single inch, nearly jumping out of your skin once he started sliding them up and down, not even thinking about it because he was so comfortable with you

“You okay?” Hyunjin asked from beside you, laughing knowingly at your shocked expression. Changbin extended his neck to look your way, just barely catching sight of the sweat gathering near your neck. “You look a little hot over there.” Leave it to the boys to blow your cover

hyunjin has a staring problem

You thought you were going crazy when you felt something, someone burning holes into the side of your face as you slouched over the table, trying to get some work done as you waited for Hyunjin to finish up his meal

“Is there something on my face?” You quirk a brow at him, patting all over your cheeks. It was obvious that he was staring at you, and if you were honest, his gaze made you squirm in your seat. It was intense and usually you could read him, but right now, he was impossible

He barely shook his head, eyes locked on your lips. It was so blatantly obvious and you wondered if this was on purpose or if he genuinely couldn’t tell how forward he was being. Regardless, you could feel yourself heating up and there was no stopping the butterflies that flooded your stomach

He’s always just been stupid Hyunjin that all the girls liked. He’s always been a silly guy that liked to read and listen to stories and perform. He’s always been your companion, someone who you could go to without judgement and be yourself around

So why now? Why do you want to shy away from him? Why does he suddenly have such an intense effect on you with a single gesture? Why does his eye contact make your heart beat out of your chest?

han desperately needed you to shut up

Jisung had pulled a prank on Chan, and normally you were on board with these pranks but you weren’t warned beforehand. So, you didn’t hold back on calling out his name as soon as you saw him suspiciously hiding in a corner

“I was wondering where you’ve been!” You called out rather loud, announcing his position to the entire building. In a panic, he tugged you over to him and clamped a hand over your mouth. At first, you wanted to fight back, ask him what the hell his deal was

Then again, this was Hannie. He surely did something that caused one of the members to be turning the dorm upside down to look for him. So, understanding the situation, you shut your mouth

Yet, he didn’t let go. He still had a rough hand over your mouth, keeping your sounds quiet. You were sure that he could feel the heat in your cheeks, you were sure he could feel the rate of your breathing. You were held quite tightly against him after all

Everything was semi-calm until you locked eyes. You’ve always been able to communicate with a single look, but right now, you weren’t sure what he was feeling. It was new, he looked a way that you’ve never seen before. What was it?

felix invited you to watch him perform

Everyone knows that Felix’s duality is insane. He’s a beast on stage, a total 180 from the normal Felix that you’d see every single day. You agreed when your best friend offered you tickets to watch him do what he does best, after all, you’re a supportive friend

You couldn’t help but see him in a new light after watching him devour the concert. His movements when dancing are so precise, his jaw locks in place when he’s concentrated, his voice is killer and smooth at the same time

“Did you enjoy yourself out there?” Felix shot you a hearty smile and you almost felt bad for feeling so attracted to him. He just did what he always does, he gave every song and choreo his all. It’s not his fault that you’re now noticing the appeal that everyone else around you seems to see

You could tell that he was studying your expression, hopefully not examining the way that your eyes were shaking and the way that your chest started rising and falling a bit faster at the proximity. That would probably give you away.

There was no fighting him. He probably had you figured out already. With a large gulp, you gave a nod. “Great as always.”

seungmin doesn’t give a single fuck and flirts directly

It was hard to tell when Seungmin was playing with you or being serious. You’ve never been able to differentiate the two and it’s only gotten worse throughout the years, he’s gotten bolder with the comments he’d make and it’s starting to make your mind wander

Whether it’s offering his hand when walking across the street or changing out of his attire into comfy clothes over FaceTime, there are moments when you question what type of relationship you have with him

He does this all on purpose too. “Stop dressing up so nice lately,” Seungmin puts a hand over his heart, acting faint. Another one of those times where you aren’t sure if he’s just messing with you. “You’ll make me fall in love.”

Whatever he’s doing, whatever he’s aiming for, he needs to stop. It’s gonna start working because you’re noticing that you’re holding your breath, waiting for the next action or comment. Waiting for another old lady to tell you in public that you’re such a cute couple like the lady from last week

You don’t smile like you usually do. You don’t laugh. Instead, your eyes soften up and he watches the way that your breath hitches in your throat. Oh.

jeongin gets stuck in the heat of the moment

It wasn’t often that the two of you would bicker, but right now, Jeongin was very clearly not the happiest person in the world. You had gone against what he advised and went on a date with someone that had a sketchy history, especially without telling anyone

You’re allowed to do what you want but he just hates to know that you aren’t safe. You were told about yourself as soon as you came back to the dorm, ready to moan and groan about how bad it went

“Why didn’t you listen?” He asked from his spot on the table, watching you in his peripheral as you slumped against the kitchen counter. You could only shake your head and sigh because he was right

“I was curious.” He seemed to dislike your answer, erupting from his seat and backing you further into the counter, both arms locking you in place on either side. You weren’t scared or surprised, he’s always been a little protective about things like this. It was just one of the things that came with being his childhood best friend

The air seemed thicker and it was suddenly unbearably hot. You could feel his breath hit your cheek and you were sure that locking eyes was the worst idea. So, you sat this one out

[freellamapersonpainter]

* au where Jackson!Ellie is bffs with reader. NO SMUT IN THIS because they’re both 17. Just pure fluff and some tension. Give me requests for any other fic (smut or not smut) and I’ll def write it!!! This is my first time posting on tumblr (aside from ao3 so idrk how the app works but pls bare w me.) *

*also this is lowkey inspired by an experience I had with an old friend/situationship…☺️☺️enjoy bbs*

Falls in Jackson were serene. Having the sound of crickets and the lights of the town lull you to sleep only to be woken up by families of birds singing was something you could never get tired of. On top of that, your best friend, Ellie’s birthday lies right in the middle of all of this. This year she was turning 17, and you knew you had to get her something special since this was technically her last year as a kid.

You and Ellie met when you both were 14. Ellie and Joel went out on patrol together, where they found you and your older brother, Carl separated from your group on the roads—trying to find a place to stay temporarily before your group finds you guys again.

One week turned into two, then into a month, and eventually… you and Carl had given up on any hopes of your group finding you again, so Jackson eventually became a new home for you.

Ellie didn’t like you at first sight. She thought you were too quiet, as you kept your distance from the people in Jackson. But once you realized that you’d have to accept this place, you also accepted the people that came along with it, including Ellie, eventually.

You couldn’t recall exactly when or how you and Ellie became so close, but soon enough the two of you were inseparable. You grew out of your shyness with the help of Ellie, and you felt more comfortable with the girl.

Even though you were only a few months younger than her, you still looked up to her as if she was some sort of god. Everything she did, or taught you, you kept memorized in the back of your head, even years later. The fact that a girl as cool as her tried so hard to be friends with you, and refused to give up until you opened up to her, absolutely baffled you.

You’d both always talk about your 17th birthdays, anticipating it.

“Y’know, like before the world went to shit—17 was the last year of being a kid. Like when you turn 18 everything changes apparently.” You said to her on your 16th birthday, laying on your back next to the auburn haired girl in her bed.

Ellie was mirroring your position, laying next to you also on her back. She turned to face you, “ ‘S only a year away…” She trailed off. You saw her smile wide out of your peripheral vision, and you also turned to face her. Her smile was contagious, it could brighten the whole damn town of Jackson. You smiled back at her trying to hold her eye contact, but you turned to lay on your back again. You could never hold eye contact with the girl without getting nervous. You never understood why.

“Yeah. Yours too Ellie.” You said looking up at the wall.

Ellie sat up fast, causing you to do the same. “What about…” She trailed off in thought, playing with the sleeves of her grey hoodie. “We celebrate our 17s in a special way. Like we always celebrate our birthdays by watching a movie at my place— which is totally cool. But like, let’s surprise each other or something. I’ll plan something for you and you’ll plan something for me?” She looked up at you, both sides of her lips pulling upwards.

You held out your pinky, “Deal.” You looked at her with a wide smile, because who couldn’t smile at having a best friend as great as Ellie.

She intertwined her pinky with yours and nodded. “Deal.”

So you found yourself here, about a year later for Ellie’s 17th pacing around your room wondering if this is a good idea. You wanted to sneak her out to show her the stars tonight. You stole a telescope that you found one day at patrol which reminded you of Ellie. She always talked about space and planets and stars with you. And to be honest, you weren’t even so interested in that… you just loved watching Ellie talk about the things she liked with you.

You we’re worried about getting caught trying to leave the gates. Maria told you only bad things happen to kids who sneak out, and you didn’t know if it was true or if she was just trying to scare you out of doing it.

I mean, your brother Carl did it once. He said there’s basically no more infected out there. But you’re still preparing yourself for anything tonight. You put on a green sweater over your tank top and grabbed a pocket knife and a pistol and stashed that in the back pocket of your black jeans. You slipped on your boots and decided to sneak out the window, since you didn’t want Carl to be woken up by the squeaking of your old front door.

You jumped a few feet down and started walking across the street to get to Ellies house.

Even though it was midnight, the air was still warm. Lights in the town were still on and there were leaves everywhere, making you have to watch your step.

Five minutes later you stopped yourself in front of Ellie’s house. There was no doubt that the people in Jackson gave her and Joel the best house. Even though it was old and somewhat rusty, it was big and even had its own shed and an area where you could grow your own garden. You always told Ellie that she should take advantage of that garden and use it as something, but she never did.

You nervously ran your hands in your hair, knowing that if you got caught you’d never hear the end of it from Joel, who was the one that made you promise to keep Ellie safe once you guys became best friends.

You crept around the house and used the tree that was right next to Ellie’s window to prop yourself up and in front of her window. You lifted the large piece of glass easily. I know we could trust people in Jackson but this girl has to start locking her windows just in case. I mean, seriously, you thought to yourself as you quietly jumped from her window to the floor of her room.

You quietly crept so that you were towering over her sleeping. You took your time looking at her. You felt a little guilty waking her up in this state. She looked so peaceful while sleeping. The usual furrow in her brow was non existent and for the first time in a very long time, she looked completely at ease.

You never felt jealous, really, about how pretty Ellie is. You always just kind of admired it. How someone as beautiful as her tried so hard to get you to like her. You felt as if your beauty was incomparable to hers. She had a constellation of freckles across her face and the most perfect nose and vibrant green eyes you’ve ever seen on anyone, and while you never thought you were ugly, you just felt like you looked to basic next to her. You’d never tell Ellie that you thought she was pretty even though you meant to, she just made you too nervous to tell her. And you also didn’t know why.

You quickly put that thought away, though, and put your hand quickly over her mouth.

“Don’t scream.” You whispered to her as she opened her eyes.

She didn’t even hesitate to throw you off of her, grabbing her pocket knife out from under her pillow and tackling you to the ground while letting out a high pitched shriek.

“Shh!!! Ellie it’s me stop—stop.” You put your hands up in the air defensively while she was on top of you holding the pocket knife to your throat.

Her look of concern turned to a half-smile as she put the knife down and got off of you to stand up.

“Dude. I told you to stop trying to scare me every time you sneak in.” She rubbed her eyes. “A simple tap on the shoulder to wake me up would be fine.” She sarcastically smiled at you, making you chuckle back at her.

“But what’s the fun in that?” You asked as you stood up to sit yourself at the edge of her bed.

“Ok so…why the fuck are you here?? At 12:30 in the morning? You know you have patrol tomorrow.” Ellie said, looking up at you from the ground.

“Well first of all, happy birthday! And second of all, I have a surprise for you.” You looked back at her, standing up and offering your hand to help her up.

“What are you gonna kidnap me?” Ellie laughed as she used you to help herself up.

“No…” you trailed off. Why do you feel so nervous all of a sudden? “I was thinking…” you looked down and played with your hands, nervous habit. God get yourself together y/n, you mentally cursed at yourself. “We sneak out and I show you something interesting.” You stopped playing with your hands to look back at her. You felt as if her gaze was burning into your skin. You hated how she had this insane sort of power over you, making you melt with only one look.

“Like though the gates?” She questioned.

“Well duh.” You whispered which a slight laugh.

“Okay but, if we get in trouble this is all on you y/n” Ellie grabbed your arm to lead you out of her room while she used her other free hand to grab her shoes.

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* an hour time jump*

“So are you gonna show me something cool or are we just gonna keep walking?” She joked, making her steps sound way heavier than they should.

“It’s right here.” You said, pointing at the old building in front of you.

“Absolutely not. No fuckin’ way I’m going in there.” She turned around but you quickly grabbed her by her waist to turn her around and to look at her. Was she blushing? No, she wouldn’t be.

“Just trust me, okay?” You reassured her as you ran up to the door of the building and pushed it open.

You grabbed her arm and had her run after you up the stairs. “Okay. Close your eyes Ellie.”

She shut her eyes but you also put your hands over her eyes to make sure she wasn’t peeping. Both of you were in front of a door that led to the roof of the building, where you set the telescope you found on patrol.

You led her out onto the roof with your hands still over her eyes. The view was insane. Stars were everywhere and run-down buildings were seen for miles on end. You were surprised how you didn’t find this place any sooner.

Okay…open” you moved your hands off her face in anticipation. You really hoped she’d like this.

“Holy shit…” she said quietly, almost to herself, as she walked around the rooftop.

“How did you find this place?” She said, with the largest smile you’ve ever seen.

“That’s not even the best part…” you said, nudging your head towards the telescope.

“WHAT THE FUCK. Where did you find this??” Ellie exclaimed, running up to the telescope and toying around with it.

“Don’t worry about that. Just enjoy it.” You smiled at her eagerness.

She looked through the telescope as you walked up next to her, looking at the sky through your naked eye. “This is crazy. Look.” She said, stepping back.

You looked through the lens of the telescope, “Is that Jupiter?”

“No, Mars, I think.” She admired the way you tucked your hair behind your ears, and the way your tongue peeked out of your mouth in concentration.

After a while of taking turns on the telescope, both of you ended up laying on your backs, watching the stars.

“That one kind of looks like a bunny.” Ellie pointed up at the constellation.

“Really? I think it looks more like a fish.” You laughed quietly.

But instead of a usual jokingly snarky remark from the auburn haired girl, there was just silence.

It stayed that way for a couple minutes, to the point where you thought she might have called asleep, so you turned to see her face. Still awake.

“Do you think—if the world never ended like this— that we’d still be friends.” Ellie asked, almost in a whisper.

You sat up. “I dunno. Why?”

“Just wondering.” She also sat up.

Both of you stared at each other for a while, you broke the contact first though.

Ellie could’ve sworn, in that moment, that you didn’t even look human. The moonlight casted a glow on your skin and hair, which was perfectly tucked behind your ears, putting all your features on display.

“You’re really pretty y/n, y’know?” Ellie tried to look at your face, but you wouldn’t look at her.

“Sure.” You let out a quiet laugh that almost came out as a scoff.

“I’m serious!” She raised her voice, “I just don’t think you realize it.”

“What’re you doing?” You looked at her, trying to understand where she was getting at here. Was she flirting? Or was she just being nice?”

“Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen…” she looked down at her hands.

You smiled at her nervousness. There was no way she wasn’t flirting with you right now. She’d always hint things like this to you, but never like this.

You don’t know what took over you in that moment, but you reached out your hands to cup her face, closing the gap between your lips with a soft kiss. There was nothing intense about it. It was slow and soft. Her hands went to grab your waist to pull you closer.

She said your name in a whisper as your hands went from her face to her waist as well. Roaming up and down her torso to pull her even closer, if that’s possible.

She broke the kiss first and just looked at you. You couldn’t tell if she was scared or nervous until that all-too familiar smile broke out.

She brought her hands to touch her lips. “What now?” She asked.

“We’ll figure it out.” You grabbed her hand and held it in your own.

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[liquidstar]

hi from one OC creator mutual to another i just wanna say i have been seeing all your OCs whenever you post them and your dedication to making full body refs of so many little guys just floors me. like i may not fully know whats going on there (though id like to) but your art and dedication to it is amazing. i just thought id say so bc ive thought so for a while i just dont know how to say shit like this without sounding weird LOL. anyway tldr you have such an incredible drive to create and its awsome and i love your OCs never stop posting okbye

HI OMG sorry im replying late i got kind of busy for a sec there, but i love this ask to much its so sweet <3 i promise you dont sound weird at all!!!

i really appreciate the encouragement too! making a lot of full body refs is taxing but its also like. a passion project kind of so i cant not! even though im really excited to almost be done w it (im working on commissions rn though so its on a bit of a pause for now!)

ive seen you talk about your ocs too!! i saw your tags on my post from a couple days ago and read through them :D you have a really cool concept and like, OCs meant for games are sooo interesting to me bc idrk much about #gaming so i have no idea how to create a story for one really! so it similarly floors me when people are able to do that. its like a different skillset for mentally planning the narrative i think, and on top of that is how the games themselves would work... it seems like a lot of thought and planning and its really awesome to me!

id also like to know more about your OCs too :) whenever you wanna talk about them my dms and askbox are open! discord too! i'm finn_again. i like hearing about OC stuff and obvs if you wanna know stuff too that also rocks bc i love sharing lol

but again tysm for the motivation! if i can help it i will never stop posting and keep drawing them :) i hope that once im done w the "drawing all the refs" project i can pop out some more misc stuff, like alt outfits or au concepts or even comics (funny or serious) and maybe that way people will also be more interested than just introduction/reference posts 😅

for both of us though, i hope we get to share our stories with the world for real. like you said in the tags of that other post, these things are like our babies. and i wanna see them grow up strong and have them leave the nest for others to enjoy hehe. seriously, good luck with everything bc im always cheering on other ppl who have passion projects like this, they mean everything in a way thats hard to describe! so! i believe in you and wish you the best!!!!

[i-am-beckyu]

rahhh i'm glad you're doing well and i hope works gets a little slower soon 🤍 also YUMMYYY thank you for the snippet i LOVE IT i'm genuinely so excited for it :DDD BECKYU CONTENTTT!!!!!! :3

and about serenityyyy i'll see what i can get! i've kind of been all around with my plot for serenity lately but it's slowly getting planned out (i've planned chapters 1-14 so far!)

i guess all i really need is a Spot for him cause techno's got his role, so does wilbur and ranboo and everyone else but so far i've just been stuck on using phil as a distant familial connection to tommy :v if i could i would want to try and get him involved with the other realms too, idrk :v

i also just did see that there's a #serenity split tag on your blog with some info,,, i'm not really sure what's lost on discord sjdnf

— brick

Lol I'm glad your excited. (I spent like 4 hours working on this fic last night and am very VERY pleased with how it's going. I def needed to write something new after so much focus on other wips :3) And yeaaaaaah works just gonna be busy because of the holidays and such. Schools work differently in Australia so the long 6 week break starts next week and everyone wants there cars fixed :|

And oh my goodness I am so glad for my excessive need to categorise stuff with tags because the serenity split tag has been so good rereading all the info you've shared!

So I know you've been working on the plot but this is my suggestion based on what I found on the tag.

Phil is the one that found Tommy in an alley way. The man is literally the reason Tommy builds a relationship with first before being brought home to his residents and adopted. Phil basically saw this child and said: Is anyone going to adopt him? And did.

Now at the time, Tommy was still just a child so he basically took on the responsibility to raise Tommy. And even though it was strange how mature this child was, to Phil, Tommy was still just a boy and raised him as his own. He watched how he changed and grew.

Now we skip to the present and obviously Tommy's getting all his ingredients so he's probably distancing himself which Phil picks up on. He puts it down to Tommy maturing and wanting his own space so he does his best not pry. He thinks back to how Tommy once said that he wasn't actually from this world and was on a mission- but he put that down to an over active imagination.

Basically Phil is your "trying to be a good dad and looking out for his adopted son" father figure.

It would all come to head most likely when he discovers who Tommy really is and then would learn more about his realm and stuff.

I think Phil being mortal in this would work well but if given the opportunity, he might meet Lady death through Tommy and become smitten with her. You wouldn't have to elaborate on them too much from there but could def hint at Kristin being interested in him and that suddenly Phil is seeing some mysterious woman.

That would be my take on it and I think would be best.

If you wanted another route tho, I suggest since Lady Life did guide Tommy to the mortal realm, she could of spoken to her sister Lady death that she was worried about his safety and Death literally sends her best angel (AKA Phil whos been in the mortal realms for a while doing other things -no idea what tho) to find and look after tommy. But that would alter the first idea cause then he would know about the other realms and stuff. Up to you but that's what I can think of.

Concerned/Supportive father trope lol

Hope that helps <3

[psychelis-new]

hello!! Im hoping to participate in the dream interpretation game :)

Description-

Idrk how to describe this except it takes place at either my childhood hometown or my childhood home. The common factor that I've noticed all these dreams have is that there wont be much light. Its usually very dark. There will be familiar ppl but they looks very unfamiliar. And sometimes i see shadows in the dark. The whole place looks old and decaying and there wont be much stores or anything else (when in reality the town has a lot of stores) and the dream never takes place in the morning like in the dream its always nighttime or dusk.

Its not just a single dream. Its like a series of dreams but it always takes place in the town i grew up in (we dont live there anymore) and i always wake up feeling nervous or scared. Sometimes they're nightmares

Why i decided to ask about this-

I've been having similar dreams for a while and its really messing with me. Im honestly curious to know whether these have a meaning or not. I dont really remember much of my childhood because of some personal reasons but um thinking about our old home just gives me a feeling of uneasiness. I dont think i had such a great time in there either but no matter how hard I've been trying to remember i just couldn't and i don't know if my mind is just trying to tell me something through these dreams.

I understand if you wouldn't like to answer but I'd really appreciate if you did. Thank you so much :D

Hello! It's not a game, it's something like a "support-thing" that I am going to keep open basically always (or as often as I can). And yeah I will answer to everyone (I may just need some time more depending on my free time and how I feel), so no worries. ;)

You know, while I was reading about your dream I had exactly the sensation your unconscious mind is really trying to make you realize/work on something about your childhood. And in the explanation at the end, you basically said it yourself.

I think there's something you need to heal/work on (even not alone, if you feel like it's too much to bear with) to free yourself from this uneasiness and those dreams. You don't have to remember the exact event that happened (maybe it was a bunch of things that simply mixed up in a certain way in your mind, it happens): at time we force ourselves to remember something but we don't really need to know that to start healing; plus, it will probably come to you naturally the moment you will be ready to confront it (your unconscious mind will know it, dw). You can start working on your feelings about it already. What type of feelings are you experiencing (eg. why you feel unease just thinking about your hometown -try to not overstress too much if you cannot get that immediately: let it go if you don't find an answer and try maybe in a month or two- and how does it feel in your body? Is it a sensation in your guts? Or throat? Somewhere else?), how these feelings move in your body, what meaning do you give to them... and: are these dreams related to specific triggers you get during the day or in recent days before the dreams take place? Or are they just random? You can start by slowly noticing these factors (just please again do not stress on them or you will get the opposite result of blocking yourself even more... go slow). And, whenever you can, even if it seems so tough, accept your feelings and welcome them, without trying to push them away too fast: this in general will only make them rot inside. It's hard to do this cause it feels really uncomfortable and scary, but... you can survive that. and again, do it with someone else if you cannot alone. I think it could be good to keep a diary about the dreams and the possible triggers in your waking life, so you can see if they happen under specific times/emotional situations or just when there's a need to confront a specific feeling. and even journaling baout your feelings in general... it could help you put them on paper and give you a different perspective or process them more easily (you don't have to make good sentences, just write whatever you feel like and move from past to present as you like.. it will make sense in a second moment).

Coming to the dreams. Usually dark surroundings/nighttime dreams are the ones that carry the "heaviest" and more stressful messages. They are usually about triggers or situations that are rooted inside of us and may even come from our childhood, not just our more recent "bigger" fears/worries. And nightmares do generally share this same background as well: in the end, darkness is also what hides stuff and makes us uncomfortable, more hypervigilant and easily scared (especially our inner child: many -also adults- need a light to sleep for this reason too). Darkness is also where, inside of us, we hide the feelings/memories that scare us and we find hard to confront (opposite to shading a light on them, to welcome them and heal -which ofc, it's not always easy: everything has its time anyway. Sometimes some things need to stay in the dark for a lot before we're ready to bring them to light, work on them and heal... but at time sI think dreams can help us in this too).

This said, as for your specific dream, I think you're asked to recall about something you lost (maybe related to the love-field, even self love) or something that brought you a deep pain. You may have felt betrayed by someone living in your town or they hurt you somehow, which made you lose trust in them and this made you feel in some specific ways too, like angry or frustrated or sad.. or guilty cause you felt judged by them in a way that was too much to bear with. I think this could indeed be related with a trigger or even just mentioning someone that reminded you of this heavy emotional fact. But it could be something else of this kind ofc... this type of dreams are not very easy to grasp from the outside. I also think your dream wants you to notice that that's the past, and even if you may have not noticed it entirely, you are grown from it and you can let it go. You have already changed (and you can change even more) and you can stop letting it hurt you. Cause this is just blocking you from reaching something in your present life (especially connections/relationships-wise)... I think it's time for you to confront that, even just the words "some personal reasons" you mentioned to me (I mean, you can try to slowly confront those personal reasons and how you feel about them to start with).

But in the end, I feel like this stressful situation from your past (and even that you are trying to remember but not succeeding, which is adding stress and worry) is doing most of the job. Try to find ways to be more in control of your emotions and analyze things with calm and objectivity. And compassion, patience and love for yourself and however you coped with this trauma (you did as you could and did great anyway). Take your time. Again if it's too much, you can ask for help to someone else... even if you feel like you cannot for whatever reason (even from your past... communication issues? Idk I'm just guessing here tbh).

Take care, best of lucks<3

[meowzfordayz]

Hey there! Emma-Chan here :D

I just saw your Milestone 10.0 options and I‘ve been searching for an opportunity like this for so. Damn. Long. You won‘t believe it! Anyways: Idrk how it works like- do I just have to tell some things about myself and then you‘ll pick a character? I hope I got it right, if not I‘ll message you about it to inform myself better! :] Okay so, my personality is kind of weird tbh 😅 I‘d say that I‘m a very kind person at times, also very generous. If I see a lost kid in a village (or an adult that seems lost) I‘ll go to them and ask if they are okay, hoping I can help in some way. I also greet a lot of ppl to make their day a little better, because it also makes me happy, knowing I made others happy. Even for a split second! Anyone could use some extra happiness…

On the other hand I sometimes tend to get angry quickly as well. For example when I‘m training and would be breathing heavily due to exhaustion, I‘d be very close to screaming and just tearing everything apart in my reach because I want to be able to do so much more, I want to have better stamina, be stronger and be capable of so much more than now… And my rage is often mixed together with sadness or frustration so I start to cry rather quickly as well. If I bump into someone while running, I‘m the one that ends up on the ground, trying my best to not cry. I am fucking touch starved yet very affectionate. If I had a partner (hoping for Tanjiro) I‘d definitely jump on their back sometimes, hold hands, hug them at least 20 times a day and give them kisses in their face, on their hands- anywhere!

I like dancing and singing (Not a flex but I can swing my body like a snake like- it‘s such a smooth motion and I‘d love to show my partner my Dances from time to time) and can act childish at times. If I accomplished something I throw my hands up in the air and shout „YAY!!“ not caring who‘s watching because nobody gives a shit about it anyways. Or when someone says I‘m wrong I either get angry at them or (when I‘m calm which happens rarely) I say „you‘re right, sorry for assuming wrong“ and just go on about my day. I‘m spending a lot of time overthinking stuff so I‘d probably end up going to my partner for comfort or train or make something for my partner. Like a poem, some lyrics of a song or just buy something from a town nearby. If my partner accomplished something, for example during training, I‘ll run up to them once they are done and give them a big hug and smooches on the face 😌

Ofc there are moments where I am worried when we aren‘t on missions together (bc I‘d totally be a demon slayer) Basically all the time when we don‘t see each other.

My partner would probably have to be around me at almost all times because I don‘t like loud noise and get scared of them easily, I mean like- I panic when I see a balloon and I‘m walking around it at the fastest rate possible (and also very far from it if I can) Another fear I have are spiders. Someone just has to say the word and I get images of them, having some black outs and my body shakes uncontrollably. I also am unable to communicate in these moments. I tend to sweat whether quickly and much so I often tend to avoid holding hands while walking around unless it‘s winter because I don’t want to make my partner‘s hands wet :( When together with me: Expect me to give you compliments at all times! 🤗 If my partner is up for that: I‘d definitely take them out sometime. A nice stargazing date or just a calming walk under the sun. I want to give my partner as much affection as I want to revive, if not even more! I tend to make friends quickly whenever I speak to someone and find them nice, we‘ll end up chatting the whole time. (One of my friends said that I‘m famous because I know multiple people from a different class-) I also tend to have a crazy side, only with my bestie tho. We‘d definitely be making crazy sounds, I‘d be the one cussing everyone out and she gets some weird sounding ideas which we end up doing. The two of us are great entertainment honestly xD. I also show my partner a lot of stuff like: Look what I did, A poem! What do you think? (Then comes their opinion) If someone talks about me behind my back, I‘ll definitely notice at some point but won‘t say anything to the person, unless I‘m mad at them. Then I‘ll be like: „Oh yea? Game on b*tch. Say it to my face.“ So my partner would also have to keep me from getting into fights:,) I feel like a puppy because I am fucking clingy and would 1000000000% cling to my partner whenever I see them.

Guess I‘ll just also say my sexuality and gender cause why not? 😅

I‘m pansexual and trigender! (Female, male and non-binary) and my pronouns are also all of these pronouns (he/she/they) 😁💞

Anyways, I pretty much think that‘s it if you need more, just text me! And I really hope this isn‘t to detailed or specific… (God how badly I‘m praying for some Tanjiro Headcanons 😩🙏) But ofc no pressure, though that doesn‘t sound like it, I mean it. I‘m just saying what I‘m hoping for. I‘d rlly love to receive either Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Nezuko or Kanao! So Imma go off now and hope for it :D

Byeee, Hope you have a great day/night and sry for writing an awful lot 😭🙏

~Emma-Chan<3 (Also an anon from now on! 😁💞👌)

MILESTONE 10.0

💞: Kamado Tanjirou

does his best to fall asleep after you — out of affection, protectiveness, and sheer competitiveness. The one time you thought he fell asleep first, he'd actually set an alarm to wake himself up an hour later (he does his best to wake up before you too, because how else is he supposed to take adorable photos of you drooling?).

blushes any and every time you compliment him. From winking playfully at him to outright telling him, "You're wonderful," he swears his cheeks are stained a permanent pink (of course, yours are stained too, "Hello lovely sweetheart," being his favorite way to greet you).

researches elaborate recipes for your Friday date nights — oftentimes ending in spaghetti or peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, because turns out preparing puffer fish isn't fit for a novice chef... Not to mention your neighbor politely ringing your doorbell midway through the evening (they thought something was Seriously wrong, when in fact you were simply screaming as Tanjirou chased you with a spoonful of mystery sauce that, "I promise it's edible!").

[dracowars]

Hii! So i have seen that your request is currently open! Also that you are kind of new here (i guess? Idrk)! I was wondering if i could request one? The story goes like draco pulls a prank on y/n (any kind really its up to you!) then later on showers her with his love (gift too because we all know he got the ✨ money money ✨ so thats it! (Its very fluffy im sorry) i hope you can do it totally alright if you cant tho!! I hope to see more of your works! God Bless💗

fun and games | draco malfoy

pairing: draco x slytherin!reader

word count: 3,3k

summary: where draco takes pranking y/n too far

a/n: thank you so so much for requesting! <3 since this is my first ever request i'm a little bit nervous >.< i really hope that you like it and that it lives up to your expectations! i feel honored that you trusted me with your request even though i'm still pretty new on here ♡

warnings: none

universe: harry potter

You can't remember when it started, you only know that it did and that it slowly starts to annoy the hell out of you. Not because you don't understand fun, you really do, but you can't even spend a quiet minute with your boyfriend Draco anymore since he started acting like Fred and George Weasley, always pulling a prank on you with every possibility he got.

Some of those were actually funny and made you laugh, but at some point it just got too much. Every time you are with him now, you expect something to happen. Whether it is that he calls you to him to show you fantastic beasts that do not exist, making you look like a fool while he laughs, or that he hides two of your belongings somewhere around Hogwarts, telling you that it is actually three objects that you then have to search for like crazy. He even gave you Veritaserum once, just to ask you an endless number of questions which you inevitably had to answer. All of that you already went through. But today was somewhat different.

Draco did not pull a prank on you for weeks now, which you can not complain about at all, in fact you are quite happy about it. After his last prank you asked him to finally stop and it seems like he listened to you. Still, something feels very weird.

You haven't seen Draco today, which is rather unusual for you and your relationship because neither of you can last longer than a few hours without the other. You have just come out of your Defense Against the Dark Arts class and look around the hallway, expecting to spot him somewhere, while your classmates walk past you to head to their break. Usually, Draco always picks you up after class so that you can spend time together until your next course. But you don't see him anywhere today.

At the end of the hallway you spot Fred and George trying to sell one of their newest and greatest inventions to a first-year. You shake your head and roll your eyes. These two are probably responsible that your boyfriend had his prank phase, even though he absolutely despises every Weasley. Of course Draco would never admit it, but you think that he copied a lot from them.

"Leave the poor child alone, Weasley's", you tell them while passing them, not wanting to wait longer for Draco to pick you up. Regrettably you shouldn't have opened your mouth because all of a sudden they apparate in front of you out of nowhere, making you flinch and taking a step back. "What, Y/N? Did I hear you correctly?", George says, wiggling his eyebrows at Fred. "You really want to test our new creation?", Fred adds with a smile.

"No, thank you. I've had enough of pranks lately", you assure them with a forced smile. Obviously offended by your statement, the red haired twins cross their arms over their chest, giving you a disapproving look before vanishing again. Shaking your head, you make your way to your common room, hoping to meet Draco on the way there. Unfortunately, that does not happen and you slowly start to have a bad feeling. Where is he?

Once you arrive in the dungeons, you say the password and enter the common room, which is cosy warm in contrast to the cold corridors outside. After all, it's winter; what else should you expect from the temperature? Several Slytherin's buzz around, sitting at the green fire or studying at the tables. But still, no sign of Draco.

You spot Crabbe and Goyle on one of the sofas, who have their eyes focused on you. As soon as they realize that you look back at them, they burst into giggles and look away as if nothing happened. Their weird behavior lets you frown in confusion. Before you can confront them about it, Pansy suddenly appears right in front of you and thus into your field of vision.

"Y/N! We want to go down to the lake in a few minutes. It's frozen solid for the first time this year! Do you want to join us?", she offers, her outfit already perfectly adapted to the cold temperature outside. "Do you know where Draco is?", you blurt out, not answering to her question at all. "No? Why would I?", Pansy responds irritated.

You loudly breathe out. "Nevermind. Enjoy your trip to the lake", you wish her and give her a small smile, then walk past her and towards your room in the girls' dormitories. You don't miss the look that Crabbe and Goyle give you as well as their giggles when you make your way out of the big room though.

While walking your gaze falls on something laying on the ground and you immediately stop in your tracks abruptly. You bend down and pick it up in amazement, a now much bigger smile forming on your lips. In your delicate hand you're now holding a rose petal. Looking in front of you, you notice more rose petals on the floor. They seem to show you the way to your room.

It must have been Draco, he definetely wants to surprise you after a stressful day, you are sure about that. Quickly and with unbelievable enthusiasm you follow the path to your closed door. You imagine how you will open the door and come into your room, there will be a romantic atmosphere with warm candlelight and Draco will lovingly greet you, hug you and kiss you until-

SPLASH

You have just opened the door when suddenly a huge mass of cold water falls down on you, completely soaking you from head to toe. Because of the shock and the sudden coldness surrounding you, you gasp for air. In front of you, you do not see your desired romantic atmosphere or any candles, but only your laughing boyfriend.

"I got you again!", Draco rejoices and praises himself while you can only watch him in shock. You look down at yourself and lift one of your feet out of the puddle beneath you which you are now standing in. Water drips from your hair and your uniform to the floor. Your boyfriend's cheeky laugh echoes in your ears. Slowly your whole body begins to tremble, although you are not sure wheather it comes from the cold water or from the anger boiling up inside of you.

Assuming that you find the successful prank as funny as he does, he keeps laughing, not noticing your anger yet. "Fred and George did the same prank with Weaselbee the other day, so I had to try it out as well. It worked! Crabbe and Goyle helped me set it up and-"

"I hate you so much!", you scream at him angrily, no longer able to keep your anger under control. Draco's expression falls immediately, obviously not expecting this kind of a reaction. You are still stiffly standing under the door frame, stretching your arms away from your body to somehow escape the extreme cold, water still running down, even under your clothes. "Why do you never know when it's time to stop?! I thought you wanted to surprise me!"

A little taken aback, Draco slowly approaches you while you are busy with wringing out your wet hair. "Don't you dare touch me now, Draco Malfoy!", you command and he obeys your words, stopping a few inches in front of you. "Love, it was just supposed to be fun..", he mumbles dejected, insecurely rocking back and forth on his feet, slowly realizing his mistake.

"Yeah, of course. For you it's always all fun and games until someone dies!", you angrily rebuke him. "I'm completely wet, I'm damned cold, as if it wasn't already cold enough outside, and all I wanted is to spend a relaxing and nice afternoon with my boyfriend who, as always, only got nonsense in his mind and not thinks about his girlfriend's feelings!", you complain, getting rid of your wet cloak while bumping into him with your shoulder as you walk past, throwing it onto your bed. You sit down next to it on the soft mattress and take off your soaking wet shoes as well. For a few minutes there is nothing but silence between you two.

"Y/N..", Draco breaks the silence, but you just shoot him a scathing glance, your lower lip now trembling from the coldness surrounding your body. "I don't want to hear anything, Draco. Really", you scoff and roll your eyes, standing up to finally get out of your uncomfortable clothes. "Can you leave, please? I want to change", you ask him reproachfully, but he doesn't move a single bit.

"I'm responsible for this so let me help you, okay? I'm sorry", he says, sincerity in his sad voice. You can't even answer him as he already pulls out his wand and casts a spell you don't recognize. The puddles on the floor disappear and your clothes are suddenly dry again. All that is left is the unbearable cold around you. Freezing, you draw your cloak tighter around you and give Draco a very small but thankful smile.

He looks at you thoughfully before spreading his arms to invite you into a warm hug, which you gladly accept. Even though you're mad at him, he still manages to make you soften again. You wrap your arms tightly around his waist and he gently strokes your back with one hand in hopes to warm you up at least a little bit, then places a gentle kiss of the top of your head and hugs you even tighter, pulling you closer to his much warmer body. He can clearly feel your body tremble against his. "I'm really sorry, love. I hope you can forgive me for my stupid behavior..", he breathes into your ear, loosening your arms around his waist to take your ice-cold hands in his.

He closely examines your face, searching for any hint of what your answer could be like. No longer able to resist his pleading stare and shimmering gray eyes, you slowly nod to assure him that you will forgive him. Of course you will; you love him way too much to let something this silly destroy your relationship. More than happy with your answer, he cups your cheeks between his hands, his silver ring coldy pressing against your skin, and gives you a loving kiss.

"I will make up for it, I promise", he speaks against your lips after you broke the kiss, his thumb caressing your lower lip softly. "As long as you stop those stupid pranks, idiot", you roll your eyes, still feeling a tiny bit upset about the incident. A little chuckle escapes his lips and he pulls you close against him again. "Let's warm you up first, hm?", Draco whispers and before you know it he has apparated both of you back into the common room. Because everyone left to go to the lake you're now completely alone in the big room.

Without your consent, Draco pulls you onto one of the couches near the fireplace so you can warm up. With the help of a spell, he increases the flame a little more. Out of nowhere he throws you a fluffy, thick blanket and wraps you in it, your body now slowly but surely heating up.

While you're still busy making yourself comfortable, Draco extinguishes all the lights in the room except for a few candles, which dip the quiet room into a soothing light, creating a relaxing atmosphere for you two.

"Are you feeling warmer already? Do you need something else? What about a hot chocolate?", he questions you, still feeling extremly horrible for what he made you go through. "A hot chocolate sounds very nice, actually", you accept his offer, deciding to take advantage of the situation, innocently smiling at him. It does not even take him one single second and he suddenly vanishes into thin air. Shaking your head but smiling to yourself you watch the flame in the fireplace while you wait for him to return.

To your amazement, it takes him a lot longer than you expected and that just for a simple hot chocolate. After about a quarter of an hour he pops up again in front of you all of a sudden, two steaming cups in his hands. He serves you your hot drink with a cheeky smile on his face. "As requested: one perfectly hot chocolate, but not nearly as hot as you", he winks at you before making himself comfortable next to you.

"What took you so long?", you ask and take a sip, skillfully ignoring his statement. "Had to.. run a few more errands, you know. I'm a very busy man", he smirks at you, holding the, in his hands much smaller looking, cup. You look at him in disbelief and then discover a few white spots on his uniform that make you raise your eyebrows in confusion. "It's snowing outside?", you question and point to the snowflakes on his cloak that are slowly melting in the warm room. "Care to explain why you were outside?"

"Uh, well.. I just wanted to please my lovely girlfriend", he explains and takes something out of his pockets. You immediately know what it is and sit up excitedly, but before you can grab it, you pull your hand back. "That's not another one of your pranks, is it?", you pout and look in his eyes for an answer, any sign that this really is just normal candy from Honeydukes and not some experiments he bought from Fred and George.

"Come on, Y/N! They are not poisoned. Eat now or I froze myself to death out there for nothing", Draco assures you and you decide to trust him, carefully opening the candy, revealing the actually normal, delicious sweets that you love so much. Happily eating them you don't even notice at first how Draco keeps staring at you, one of his fingers nervously tapping the rim of his cup.

"Y/N?", Draco finally clears his throat, sitting up straight while you look at him with big expectant eyes. The way he pronounces your name, how the letters roll of his tongue create goosebumps all over your skin, causing you to cuddle up more into the cozy blanket, waiting for him to continue. His gaze wanders back and forth between you and his warm drink, of which he has not drunk very much yet.

He opens his mouth to say something again but notices the goosebumps on your arm, the alarm bells in his head loudly going off immediately. "Are you still cold? Wait a second!", Draco tells you, without waiting for an answer, and jumps up, running to his prefect room and coming back a few seconds later to give you one of his green Slytherin sweaters. "Here. Put it on, it will warm you up", he commands and examines you carefully as you pull it over your head, the pleasant scent of his perfume clouding your senses instantly.

Your cheeks turn a little bit red, on the one hand because of the extreme warmth that now surrounds you and on the other hand because Draco gives you such a sweet and tender look, as if you are the most beautiful and precious being in this world; which, in fact, you definetely are to him. He moves closer to you and puts his arm around your shoulders so that you can lean against his chest and snuggle up to him. Draco gently runs his fingers over your hair, over your cheeks and to your chin, which he slightly lifts up, making you look at him.

Neither of you say anything for a while, you just look each other deep in the eyes. Draco brushes one strand of hair behind your ear that fell into your face and slowly leans in. You close your eyes, waiting for him to connect your lips, but he teasingly stops shortly before, his breath fanning against your skin. "I have something for you.. as an apology", he gently whispers and you open your eyes in surprise. "You don't have to give me anything, Draco. I've already forgiven you, you know that", you smile at him, cupping one of his cheeks which makes him smile.

He takes your hand in his and squeezes it lightly, kisses your knuckles and then shakes his head with a sigh. "I know. Still, I feel bad and want to give you something. Something very meaningful and significant", he declares, reaching into his pocket once again. Eventually, his secrecy makes you kind of curious anyway and you look at his hand eagerly, waiting to see what the gift will be.

Draco pulls out a small black box covered in velvet. Your curious gaze focuses on the box, which contents are still unknown to you until he finally opens it and reveals a beautiful, gold shimmering and, above all, quite expensive looking necklace. Small moons and stars hang on it, but the real focus of the indescribably lovely piece of jewelry is in the middle. The bigger splendid pendant attached to it is none other than his name, Draco, written in an artistic curved font. Overwhelmed, your mouth drops open.

"Actually, I wanted to give it to you for our anniversary this year, as a thanks for sticking around with me for so long, no matter how stupid and silly and annoying I was. Somehow it just felt like the right moment to give it to you now", Draco explains in a calm voice, no sight of the silly boy from a few hours ago, and takes the necklace out of its box, gesturing that you should turn around so he can carefully place it around your neck. He leaves a few butterfly kisses along your neck before you turn around to him again, immediately touching the pendant with your fingertips, slightly pressing it against your soft skin.

"I thought I would give you my first name as long as I can't give you my last", Draco smiles timidly, a tear escaping from the corner of your eye as you pull him into a tight embrace. "D-Draco.. I don't know what to say.. I love you so much", you sob into his neck, placing a kiss right there. His arms wrap around you and he breathes out contentedly and somewhat relieved. "I was afraid that you would reject me..", he whispers nearly inaudible, more to himself than to you.

"I would never even think about rejecting you! But do you really promise that you will make it come true, Draco? That you will give me the honor to receive your last name?", you ask seriously, retreating a bit so you are able to look at his handsome face. A smile creeps its way onto his lips at your so serious but also hopeful facial expression. "I don't want anything more in my life than that, darling", Draco clarifies honestly and then takes the pendant with his name on it between his thumb and index finger. "This is a promise", he repeats softly and gives you a quick but loving kiss.

Despite the short kiss, you feel a pleasant warmth inside of you and the butterflies flutter around in your stomach. You put your hands around his neck and can't help but grin brightly, trying to hide it by biting down on your lower lip. Immediately, Draco's thumb comes up to your lip and stops you from doing so, looking back and forth between your shiny eyes and plump lips.

The next kiss you share is so passionate and with so much love that you forget everything around you in a matter of seconds, fading out your surroundings. Now, there is only you and Draco. And a promise that you hold close to your heart.

[bestiepetedavidson]

Can I request hcs what Pete would do when you're standing in the middle of the night at his door, after a break up with your now ex boyfriend? Thankss ❣

yes! this game me inspo and i’m going to try to do a written-out story if that’s ok! :)

a/n: y’all this is the first story ish thing i’ve ever written so i apologize if it’s really bad/cringey! i feel like it’s extremely choppy but idrk how to fix it. constructive critism/suggestions/etc is ALWAYS appreciated! thank u! <3

song to listen to: i’m thinking adore you by bestie harry? idk it just fits hehe

tw: angst? i think? idk this is my first time writing this much lol. some strong language. ending with fluff :)

it was almost 3 am on a saturday night, pouring rain and thundering, and you were left crying on your now ex’s doorstep. you ran into your car, soaking wet. your boyfriend/girlfriend of 3 years, the person you were gonna marry- had just dumped you. they cheated on you with your best friend.

you had no one to talk to and nowhere to go. you’re pretty introverted, and the only people you really had were your ex-best friend, your ex, and your friend pete. and pete’s friends too, technically. they were mainly his friends but you would all hang out together, none of which you felt comfortable enough to go to.

you called pete- no answer. he probably still hasn’t left 30 Rock. but anyways, he had a lot on his plate. you continued to bawl as tears rolled down your cheeks and your mascara smudged underneath your eyes. you broke down and you couldn’t stop. he/she broke your heart into a million pieces in the matter of seconds. the past 3 years of your life had gone to waste.

you decided to just drive. you didn’t have anywhere to go because you were staying with him/her. you just drove around aimlessly for 20 minutes, still crying the whole time. then, you got a phone call. “pete”, your phone read. thank god. quickly, you pulled into a random grocery store’s parking lot. you picked the phone up and your bluetooth connected to your car.

“y/n” pete said. he sounded tired.

“yeah?” you responded, still crying.

“what happened? is everything okay?”

you tried to explain what had just happened, but you were too much of a crying mess for him to make out anything you were saying.

pete, confused, told you “y/n, i’m sorry, i can’t understand what you’re saying”. he took a deep breath, and continued. “do you want to come over? i just got home from work. we can talk it out”. his voice sounded worried

you agreed and hung up, and set your google maps to his apartment address. you started to blast a random spotify breakup playlist and drove.

~

a little later, at around 3:40, you finally made it. still soaking wet from the rain, you took the elevator up to his floor. you had somewhat calmed down, but you looked like you’ve been through a trainwreck. you knocked on pete’s door and he opened it to see you in your current state. the moment you saw him you just broke down, and he pulled you into a hug without saying anything.

so there you two were. just standing in the middle of the building’s hallway, hugging. in the middle of the night. he didn’t care that you were getting him and his clothes wet, and he didn’t care that he couldn’t go to sleep. he was simply focused on you and what was going on. he softly rubbed your back, and every time you would start shake uncontrollably again, he’d just hug you harder.

eventually, he suggested going back in. “y/n, let’s go inside and sit. you can tell me what’s going on and i’ll do my best to help.”

he held the door for you to go in, and you walked in and sat on his couch. he sat right next to you and there was a moment of silence before he decided to speak up. “hey.. y/n look at me. please.”

his words only made you cry more. he place his hand on your chin and slowly lifted it, giving you a slight “please tell me what’s going on” smile.

you took his hand off of your face and held on to his thumb. you were luckily able to get a hold of yourself and explained to him what had just happened, crying in between sentences. he didn’t take his eyes off of you for a second. he stayed there and listened to absolutely everything you had to stay, his thumb still in your hand. by the time you were done, any trace of makeup that was still on your eyes was a done deal, and it was all smeared on your cheeks. he took a deep breath and gave his opinions.

“wow.. y/ex/n is a fucking scumbag. no like seriously, what the actual fuck. who would do that? and especially to someone like you.. y/n you deserve so much better than that piece of shit. fuck him/her.”

you cried, and responded with “no, he/she’s right. i wasn’t worth it and y/bsf/n is so much better fit for him/her. she’s so much prettier and smarter and just better”

pete took a second. “y/n that is so fucking wrong. you can’t say that about yourself. you are beautiful and smart and amazing in every single way. anybody would be lucky as fuck to date you.”

you simply shrugged, he knew that he couldn’t technically change your mind and that you weren’t in a state to really believe that, so you just let it be. he took both of his hands and cupped your face.

“you are perfect.” he tried to wipe your cheeks with his thumbs but it only made things worse, spreading it all across your face. you looked across the room at that large mirror he had hanging on the wall and went “ah”, making fun of the way he made it look.

“hey, at least we have matching raccoon eyes now” pete said, smiling. to that you giggled, and he responded with “gahhh, there’s that smile i love”, as he hugged you again.

still sniffling but now with a smile on your face, you whispered “thank you” in his ear.

“anytime. and listen, you don’t get to talk about my best friend like that.” he responded

sending him another smile, you went to his bathroom to wash your face.

best friend, he said. nothing more.

while you still loved your ex boyfriend/girlfriend, you always secretly had a crush on pete. it was ever anything you would’ve acted on though. first of all, because of your friendship. you wouldn’t want to ruin the way things were. second, because you were dating someone. you loved them and you wouldn’t just cheat... but apparently they would. and did. third, you had just had your heart broken. you were in no state of mind to just go and admit your crush. but god, was it tempting. and it’s not like if you were to, you would want to start dating him. he most likely wouldn’t like you back, and even if he did, you wouldn’t want to date. you learned that you needed to take things slow, and pete knew that about himself too.

you walked back out, and you noticed that pete was in the kitchen, making tea. he knows that you love it. he saw you glaring and smiled, going “what? you love it.” you started to giggle because pete is absolutely not a tea person, but the gesture is just so cute. “shut up,” pete jokingly went, “we’re watching spongebob to help calm you and you’re sleeping here tonight”

“oh petey! how you’re just the sweetest!” you mocked him, smiling at each other.

you went to his closet to get a bunch of blankets, and soon enough, y’all were sitting & cuddling on his couch, watching spongebob on his couch, drinking tea, and cuddled up in a multitude of blankets. you were still worn out from sobbing and very tired, but. it was the perfect comfort spot. he always knew what to do. he was your comfort person.

he started smoking a blunt, (that’s pete for you) and he offered if you wanted a hit, but you declined. smirking, he decided to put it out. after an episode, it was already 4 am. you knew he was tired and so were you, so you suggested going to sleep, but pete insisted that y’all finish the episode. neither of you were really paying attention but it was kind of just playing in the background.

pete starts talking about random stuff going on, life stuff, making little jokes, the SNL show that he just did, etc etc. he’s sitting back on the couch and you’re on his side, head on his chest. you’ve cuddled platonically before so it’s nothing new. you’re both watching the screen and going in and out of conversation. at some point, you lift your head up off his chest, and you just stare at him while he’s continuing his story. he doesn’t really notice you getting up, and continues to talk about a recent standup he did.

watching his face, his jaw moving, talking, the way he speaks and the way his voice sounds, something changes in you and you feel the urgent need to kiss him. he notices that you’re looking at him. he turns his head and looks down at you. the second he notices that you’re staring at him, his words slowly fade out and he just looks into your eyes, forgetting what he as saying before. you’re still in his arms, but your head is up and you’re just staring at each other. there’s about 5 inches between your faces, and your heart starts racing. his does too.

“pete” you quietly whisper.

he softly presses his lips into yours and you kiss him back. his hand runs through your hair. his lips are perfect and it’s like you two were made for each other. the kiss lasts for like 10 seconds, and he slowly pulls away. you’re both at a loss for words, and you’re still staring into each other’s eyes. pete, breathless, quickly glances that the digital clock underneath his tv.

“wow,” pete says. “i’ve been waiting for as long as i can remember for this to happen and it happens at 4:20,” slowly creeping up a smile.

“i kno-” you start to respond, when you fully realize what he just said. you cackle out and can’t stop laughing, neither can he.

you pull him back into you as you’re both still giggling and you softly make out for a little longer. eventually you fall asleep in his arms, right on his couch. with spongebob still playing in the background :)

i hope u enjoyed my very first mess of a story <3 requests are open!

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[kylie-writes-stuff]

custody

-> characters: quackity x reader, your sibling (Mason), tiger

-> word count: 1,059

-> warnings: i'm not really sure what requires a warning so ??: not really fluff or angst ig but there's a happy ending, homophobic parents, uh, idk

-> summary: alex and y/n break up, but they have a pet and neither is of them want to give it up. they spend a few days each with the pet separately. but it kinda helps them get together again.

-> a/n: idrk why i added a sibling, i just did ?? i never think about stuff before i write it. i just kinda go for it. i also didn't proofread so sorry if there's any mistakes. hope you like it! let me know what you think :)

Around a month ago, when you had broken up, you asked, “Who gets custody of the kid?” 

You were trying to lift the tension a little, the both of you laughing softly through your tears.

You and Alex didn’t end on bad terms, not at all. You just agreed that it was for the best. Things got complicated with the two of you both being almost full time streamers, Alex in law school, you working a part-time job and now having to take care of your little sibling. Lots of different components. It was hard to just have time to be together.

You knew Alex loved Tiger. He knew you loved him too. Even though, when you asked it, it was somewhat a joke, the two of you still had to decide.

“Joint-custody?” He had asked.

So now here you were, getting out of your car and locking it before walking into the apartment complex in front of you.

You knocked on the door and waited patiently.

"(Y/n) hey, come in," Alex greeted.

"Hey Alex," You said back.

It was still somewhat awkward, of course it would be, but it was getting better.

Tiger came running up to you, stretching against your leg, trying to bump your hand with his head.

"Hey little guy," you smiled, petting him.

Alex got out his carrier and handed it to you.

"Getting ready for a stream?" You asked while you put Tiger in the carrier, noticing how Alex was rushing around, a certain look on his face.

"Yeah, it's a... it's a big one," He sighed.

"Hey," you smiled at him, "you're gonna do great. You always do."

He smiled back, "Thanks, I needed that."

"Of course. You'll come get him on Friday?"

"Yup."

"Alright, see ya," And you were out the door.

The exchange never really lasted long. You already had everything you needed in your house, so you only had to grab Tiger himself.

It was kinda weird. Friends would come over and notice the litter box, toys, and food, and would ask to see your cat. It was hard having to explain that "Oh, he's... he's, uh, not here right now. Yeah, he's at his dad's house."

At first, Tiger was confused. But he's gotten somewhat used to it by now. You could just tell he loved both you and Alex, as much as you guys loved him.

When you got home, you let Tiger out and he started playing with your sibling.

Your sibling was a nice kid. They had come out to your parents and, of course, your parents didn't take it well. Bisexual and now non-binary? No way!

Those asshole had kicked Mason out of the house. They didn't know what to do. They were broken. They called you, knowing you were always there for them, and of course you took them in.

The 14 year old had formed a nice friendship with Alex. They were sad too when you broke up but they understood.

The two of you sat, playing Mario Kart, with Tiger laying across your lap.

You checked the time, "Woah, dude, you gotta get to bed. You have school tomorrow."

"You sound like Mom," Mason said, rolling their eyes but getting up anyways.

"Ew, never say that again!" You laughed, throwing a pillow in their direction.

You decided to head to bed too.

You laid there with Tiger on your chest, and Alex's stream pulled up on your phone.

The two of you were happy when you were together. Hell, you would've been the perfect couple. If only the world didn't work the way it did...

You missed him, obviously.

But you would never admit it.

-

Eventually, Friday rolled around.

"Ready to go back to your dad's?" You asked Tiger, petting him softly.

"You talk to him like a real kid," Mason teased.

"Shut up," you laughed.

Soon, you heard a knock on the door. Tiger did too, seeing as he was already making his way over there.

You opened the door and Alex was standing there. "Hey,"

"Hi,"

He came in, as usual.

"Hey, Alex!" Mason greeted.

"Ah hey, kiddo," Alex said back, somehow matching their energy.

You laughed and said "Hey Al, his carrier's upstairs. Give me a sec," to which he nodded.

It had been a somewhat colder day. Nothing to bad though.

That's why it was surprise when you had opened the door for Alex to leave, just to be greeted with rain coming down hard.

Alex tried walking through the door but you pulled him back by his hood.

"Woah, hey,"

"What?"

"I'm not letting you go out in that, are you insane?" You said, gesturing towards the rain.

He looked back outside, "It's not that bad, we'll be okay."

"Dude, I'm not gonna risk that. Just hang out for a bit, okay? Let the rain calm down."

"Okay," He agreed.

It was awkward at first, but after the first hour or so, your nerves eased.

It was almost back to how it was before. You, Alex, and Mason making jokes and playing games. Tiger going from person to person. Everything was fine.

You turned your phone towards your little sibling, showing them the time.

"A little longer?" They whined, "C'mon, man, give me one more hour. Alex is here!"

You looked over at Alex and he nodded.

"Sure," you sighed, "one more hour."

And so the night carried on like that. It was fun. So fun that none you had even realized that the rain had settled.

Once Mason went upstairs for bed, it was just you and Alex.

You were able to keep the same energy, laughing and hanging out together.

"Oh hey," you finally realized, "the rain stopped."

"Oh."

You two sat there for a moment more.

"Uh, (Y/n)?" Alex asked.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you."

"For what?"

"Letting me hang out, I guess. Mostly for not letting me go out in the rain. I didn't think you cared..."

"Alex," you looked at him, "of course I care. I never stopped caring about you."

He pulled you into a hug, taking you by surprise.

It didn't take long for you to wrap your arms around him as well.

"Once we figure everything out..." He whispered.

"Mhm?"

"I-I'd like to try again. You know, try... us again."

You smiled up at him, "I'd like that too."

[buckys-black-dress]

a fine line, part three

a/n: okay. here we go. part three bitches. tbh i write these author’s notes before i start writing, which is why i also have one at the end of the chapter-- so idrk how many more parts this baby’s gonna have. also, tumblr fucked up and ate my first draft, so fuck you tumblr. but here we go! enjoy, again, thank you for reading/sharing/commenting/reblogging whatever etc etc. i love you all! <3 -ali

wc: 2.5k

-

You truly think that you’re going to throw up. 

You haven’t moved out of your apartment since you came back from James’ apartment. 

Your phone has been non-stop vibrating since you got off your phone call with Natasha, and she’s the only one you’ve kept updated on the situation. You told her she could... vaguely explain to Wanda and Carol what happened, but you couldn’t bring yourself to leave your apartment. 

You were a mess, to say the least.

Natasha had tried to come by to see if you were alright, but you couldn’t let her in. You were embarrassed. James kissed you, and he made you look like a fool. He thought he could make things better by kissing you, but every time you remembered what his lips felt like on yours, all you could feel was humiliation.

Did he think you were that easy? That if he kissed you and slept with you, that it would erase your past with him? 

You didn’t know what to think, and it was eating you alive.

You usually knew. You knew how to think rationally, to think things through, and to make the right decision.

But now, you felt like you knew nothing.

And now, you have to show up to class next week and teach alongside the man who made you look like a joke. 

-

On the other hand, James was quite literally losing his shit. 

He felt like an idiot.

After he kissed you, he realized two things.

One, he was idiot.

And two, he liked you. A lot.

Well, it was more or less Steve that led him to both conclusions, but hey, he got there.

When he called Steve after you quite literally fled his apartment, he realized just how fucking stupid what he did was.

“Buck, you gotta see this from her perspective. For a year, you ridiculed her every chance you got, and all of a sudden you spring all this shit on her that you didn’t mean it, etcetera etcetera. And then you kiss her. She’s quiet, shy. I don’t talk to her about personal things much, but Nat knows. She trusts her, and she tells her about everything she’s been through. A week ago, she thought you hated her. You just humiliated her and made it look like she was easy, someone you could kiss and fuck and move past your history with her.” Steve spoke through the phone to his friend.

After listening to everything that Bucky said, Steve couldn’t understand just how stupid his friend was.

“I- I never meant for it to be like that. I do like her, a lot. And I feel like such an idiot for what I did before. She- After watching her sit in my house, after seeing her with Alpine, I just... I realized just how fucking wrong I was... And now she’s never gonna talk to me again.” Bucky realizes, and it hits him like a ton of bricks.

“Okay, you’re being dramatic, Buck. You guys still have to teach together next week. You just need to find a way to straighten things out with her by then, or else someone’s gonna report back to Fury that you two aren’t doing what you’re supposed to. And we all know that you don’t wanna be in trouble with him.” Steve continues to explain. 

‘You’re right... But how do I even reach out to her? She’s not gonna answer a text or phone call, but I don’t think she would appreciate me just showing up where she lives... And I don’t even know where she lives.” He tells him, trying to think of any way to reach you. 

“Well... I don’t how much I can help you from here. Just... be careful, Buck. Don’t end up doing more harm than good. Okay?” Steve carefully warns him.

“Yeah, I know, Steve.” Bucky tells him. “I gotta go, I’ll talk later man.” He concludes, promptly ending the call.

-

It’s Saturday, and Bucky’s panicking.

Why, you may ask? 

Well, other than the fact that he made a dumpster fire out of his relationship with you, he singlehandedly made all of your friends who were staff at Avengers University hate him.

He’s spent the morning calling Natasha, who promptly picked up and hung up right after. Then Wanda, who didn’t even bother answering. Finally, Carol. Carol didn’t really give away much, but she did want to help. 

Carol didn’t tell him which apartment you lived in.

But she did tell him what building you lived in.

“And why should I help you, Barnes?” Carol asked, well on her way to her meeting. 

Bucky was running to catch up with her, clearly walking faster to avoid him.

“I- Listen, just, give me something. Natasha and Wanda ‘ve been avoiding me, and I know they’re not gonna help. I-I’m desperate.” Bucky practically begs, and Carol can’t say she’s not shocked.

“Well... how far are you willing to go?” She stops her walking and asks. 

“I-I’ll do anything. Please, Danvers. I’ll buy you coffee for a week. Y-You can have my parking spot! Anything!” Bucky was ready to get on his knees if he needed to.

And that’s exactly what Carol wanted to see. 

“Hmm... I don’t know... How do I know you’re actually sorry for what you’ve done?” She questions, nose in the air. 

“Carol, I know I fucked up, alright? Steve and Sam can barely even look at me, Natasha and Wanda are ready to rip my head off on sight, and plus...” he paused, trying to lift the weight off his chest, “...plus, Y/N means a lot to me. And I know I acted like a goddamn idiot before, but it’s different now. I... I like her, a lot, and I never meant to hurt her. I... I need her to understand that.” Bucky was out of breath from his rant, and Carol squinted her eyes at him.

“I’m giving you one thing. You have to figure it out from there. Or else Y/N, Nat and Wanda would kill me.” The blonde says after a moment of silence. “She lives in the Livingston Towers. That’s all you get. I’m late to my meeting, bye.” She says, flipping her hair while strutting away. 

Now, it’s Saturday morning and Bucky’s at the lobby of your building. Although it’s definitely not half as lavish as his own, it was still lovely. Warm, cozy. The man sitting at the desk watches him as he approaches his small desk, and Bucky looks pale as a ghost. 

“H-Hi, I’m looking for someone who lives here?” He asks more than he says, making the man even more weary of him.

“Does this person know you’re coming to see them?” The young man asks dismissively.

“No, but uh, I was hoping I could see them anyways? I just need to know what apartment they’re in if you don’t mind-” Bucky speaks but is cut off short by the young man with the name tag that reads “Adam.”

“Listen, man, you’re not the first shmuck to show up here, begging me to let them up to see their ex that they ‘need to make it up to.’ If she’s not answering her phone when you call, maybe that’s a sign you need to let that shit go, dude.” Adam tells him, looking at his phone screen.

“Hey, kid, listen. She’s not my girlfriend, but I do need to make it up to her. I fucked up, but we’re colleagues, and we have a project that we’re supposed to work on starting tomorrow, but I don’t think she’s gonna show. I-I just... I need to see her. Please.” Bucky’s about to get on the ground, but instead another idea pops into his head.

Just as Adam’s about to dismiss him again, Bucky pulls out his wallet.

He pulls out a crisp $20 bill, slipping is across the counter. 

“Please?” Bucky’s voice is hanging on by a thread. 

“Fine, man, this girl better be worth it, I could lose my job-” 

“Yeah, yeah, get on with it. Her name’s Y/N Y/L/N.” Bucky says, waiting for the boy to type in the name.

“She’s in 10C. Good luck, bro.” He says, sitting back lazily in his spinning chair.

“Thanks,” Bucky can barely say before he clicks the button to call the elevator, hopping in and pressing on the 10 button.

He finds your place with quick ease, but he stands there for a few seconds, pondering. If he knocks, will you even answer? If you know that it’s him, will you open the door? What if you’re out, what if you went to grab coffee or something for Lucy? What if- 

And before he could think even further, the door swings wide open, shocking Bucky. 

“What the hell are you doing here?” Your voice was hoarse, like you hadn’t used it in days. 

You looked... horrible, to say the least. But James was glad he was even looking at you right now. 

“I-I we need to talk. Please.” He says, hoping you’ll hear him out.” Just give me five minutes. I’ll leave after that.” He pleads.

Wordlessly, you walk away from the door, leaving him just standing in your doorframe. He assumes this means you’re agreeing to the five minutes.

“Well?” You say, sitting back down on your couch, waiting for James to plead his case.

“L-Listen. I... I can’t even begin to explain to you how fucking sorry I am. I’m a complete idiot for thinking that kissing you was going to fix everything between us, for making you feel like I was trying to embarrass you by kissing you. I just- in the moment I thought it could’ve been the right thing to do, but after it happened I realized just how dumb I was to think that. And you have every right to be upset with me. Also... we still have to do our lessons together starting tomorrow, and I just wanted to know that we could still work together.” 

You sat in silence, petting Lucy who was curled up into your side. You held a mug of coffee in your hand, watching James intently. 

“Also, how did you know I was here?” He asks, brows furrowed.

You snort at the question, shifting in place. 

“Adam called me to warn me that a very persistent man was coming up, and that if I needed to escape to go out the fire escape or the storage closet and hide.” You say, giving no indication as to how you were feeling.

“He may be easily swayed, but he’s not a complete idiot. But you... you are a complete idiot.” You tell him.

Bucky’s chest tightens in an uncomfortable way, in a way that makes him want to throw up his breakfast.

“Did you just come here to see if I was still going to work with you?” You ask, waiting to see what he’ll say.

“Well, that wasn’t the whole reason. I needed to know that you were alright. I hurt you, and I understand that. I also don’t expect you to forgive me, but I need you to know that I know I fucked up. I’m sorry I didn’t realize it right away. And I’m even more sorry for making you feel like you weren’t enough this past year. I guess... 

I guess it was just my way, albeit childish, of coping with my feelings for you. When I first met you, I thought you were so beautiful, and I wanted to get to know you. But you were so quiet, and I just thought that was you rejecting me... So, I’m sorry. For everything Y/N.” James concludes. He stands up, moving towards your front door. 

“James, wait.” Your meek voice rumbled out as you stood up.

“You... you did embarrass me. Borderline humiliated. You shouldn’t have acted that way with me, I’m worth more than that kind of behavior. That being said, I appreciate you coming here to try and work things through. I... I was so hurt. You hurt me so bad, James.” He opens his mouth to apologize yet again, but you shake your head, continuing. 

“I liked you too. When I first met you, I thought you were so attractive. Intelligent, handsome, friendly. But then you started acting so... so different around me. I- I didn’t know what I’d done to make you so angry with me, enough to tear me down every chance you got. I was new, lost, fresh meat. But when you started saying those things, I was reconsidering my contract with AU. I appreciate the apology, but I’m going to need some time to process... whatever this is. Of course I’ll still do the lessons, but that doesn’t mean we’re buddy-buddy now, okay?” You finish. 

He’s looking at you. It’s like there’s something more you want to say.

“I just... I- how do I know you’re for real? With all this, I mean. How do I know you’re really sorry?” You ask, finally letting it out, your voice crackling.

“Y/N... How about this; this week, while we teach together, let me make it up to you. Let me show you just how sorry I am, that I’ve really changed. Please, let me make it up to you.” Now, he’s literally on his knees in front of you. 

Lo and behold, James Barnes. In front of you, on his knees. On the floor of your apartment. 

“James, get up, please.” He promptly stands back up. “You have one week. One week to show me you’ve really changed, that you really mean what you’ve just told me. That’s all you get.” You tell him, staring at him.

“Okay. One week. I’m not gonna let you down, Y/N. I promise. You’re gonna see how sorry I am, I swear.” James says, slowly making his way out.

“Okay. I’ll see you at work tomorrow, Barnes.” You say, holding the door, ready to shut it.

“Here I was, thinking we were on a first name basis.” He jokes, already outside.

“Watch it, Barnes.” You put extra emphasis on his last name, shutting the door as he steps into the elevator.

As you turn back into your house, you look at Lucy, who’s watching you with big eyes.

“What the hell is he gonna do, Luce?” You ask, plopping back down onto your couch and mindlessly turning on the TV again. 

You couldn’t even pay attention to it, just thinking of what this week will bring.

-

a/n: ooookaayyyy hey yall! end of chapter check!! sorry this one was short, this week has been literally kicking my ass. i had 6 labs due for my anatomy class today. anywayssss.... what do we think bucky’s gonna conjure up for this week? lmk in the comments what you think !!! kk, love you, bye!

[wannaliveattheholidayinn]

Alright, now that I've been given a few hours to stew and think and cry and have several breakdowns over the cancellation,,, let's talk about how I found this show, my relationship to it, and why I love this show

Anyone who's interacted with me in this fandom, be it over tumblr or in the discord know I started watching because my dance teacher was an extra in the Help! scene (bc I never shut the fuck up about it). But it did start a little earlier.

I had seen a few ads, on NBC and on YouTube. I thought it looked interesting, but I was in sophomore year, having breakdowns just about every other day, the homework was hard, and there were also reports of the virus. At the time it seemed so far away, but I had a feeling it would arrive soon. So it didn't seem like something I could add to my plate. I thought it would simply become another Good Girls to me (aka a show I really wanted to watch, and still kinda do, but I never really got around to it.) So, watching it kind of fell to the back of my mind. And then... that fateful day.

It was a big deal when the teacher would put on the TV in the main studio. It didn't happen often, and when it did, it always had to do with dance in some way. But my teacher was on YouTube and googling Zoey's. We sat down, I even grabbed my glasses so I could see what we were watching. We picked up at the ladies singing "Whatta Man" which the owner of my studio was howling at. I'm lucky enough that two of my teachers have been involved in Smuin Ballet in San Francisco, one still currently in the company (although she just had a baby and... y'know professional dance is hard in the pandemic.) I'm also lucky enough to have met another former Smuin dancer who was also an extra in the Help! scene. So, my teacher pointed himself and the other former Smuin dancer out, funnily enough, they were similarly dressed. So, the scene ended and we went on with our class. I went home and put on the first episode.

And then... well we all know what happened next. The US went into lockdown, and there wasn't much to do.

And yeah, I had school. I went into the two five pm history classes I had, I still had homework,,, but other than those two history classes and the occasion english class there was nothing... dance had stopped, homework, class, and the workload changed. Suddenly, I was left with a lot of free time. So, continued to watch Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist. For a while, it was Killing Eve and Zoey's Playlist, but then that went away, and it was just Zoey.

(also, yes, I'm aware this isn't linear and in chronological order, but give me a break, my memory is already shit and this pandemic just made it worse.)

In April, I wrote my first fanfiction for the show. It was this small, little piece of fluff that showed a future Zimon and their four kids (four kids, Jesus Christ, what was I onnnnnn). It's already outdated bc of my use of Eddie and not Perry but I still hold it very dear to my heart. It was posted on ao3 on Jun 13, 2020, and was my first fanfic on the site. I've posted more since then, but it's still overwhelmingly zep there, and I currently have two ongoing fanfics. My goal is to become that person in the zep fandom who is known for her works where people perceive Zimon's relationship, in a funny but wrong way (and when I say people, I (mostly) mean Tobin.)

I love Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist. It's made me laugh, made me cry, made me sing along with it, and made me actually fully enter a fandom. I've considered myself in fandom long before Zoey's, but Zoey's actually had me interacting with others. It's technically not my first fandom. I'd say that was Mighty Med, all the way back in sixth grade. But it's the first where I've actively interacted with others and even made an acquaintance (Isabella ily 💗).

Zoey's Extraordinary Playlist had moments that made it hard for me to love it the way I do. There have been some bad writing decisions. I personally don't ship cl*arkeman, even though it's clear they are endgame.

But, I still love it. It was a coping mechanism in a hard time, and I love that it helped me. And I know it helped others as well.

I know not everyone is going to understand my comparison to Cloak and Dagger. They are vastly different shows. But the cancellation... that's what gets me the most about both. They were both canceled in a way where the fandom was going to feel like crap. Both were canceled after two seasons when they had more story to tell. It was done quietly, and there was backlash. Different programs eyed them. The difference is we don't know how this one will end yet. Cloak and Dagger was canceled, and I'll never be the same. I'll never truly be over it. And while I know I'm not in the right headspace to process this cancellation, I think I may be able to find a way. It'll be really, really fucking hard. But I'm slowly getting there with Anne with an E, and I think I could with Zoey's. It was an incredible show while it lasted, and if it's its time to go... I'm glad for the time I had with it and will help keep it going along with others in the fandom. All that being said...

Save Zoey's Playlist

Start petitions (ig, idrk how change.org works), keep it trending on Twitter, let NBC know it made a mistake, and let other streaming services know we're interested in seeing the show go on. It deserves a clean resolution that's not a cliffhanger. Just let these characters be happy in the end.

This doesn't have to be another Cloak and Dagger, or Timeless, or whatever show anyone has felt never got a proper chance to tell its story and end in a satisfying way. It can be another Brooklyn Nine-Nine, or Lucifer, or Friday Night Lights (me, side-eyeing NBC for that one). This doesn't have to be the end. And maybe I'm too late to writing this, maybe it's not trending anymore and it won't trend again, and it won't get picked up. But at least we can say we tried.

This was long as fuck to write, and I could've put that time towards... idk homework ig, or writing the fanfiction I just started, or any of my ongoing two. But it felt it necessary to write this. I don't know why, maybe I just needed to get this shit off my chest. If no one in the fandom reads this... eh, I really can't blame you, it's long as all fuck.

If you did, and you got this far, I love you, I love this fandom, I don't regret my time here, and I hope you don't either. It means the world to me that you read this.

I love you all, and I'll shut up now 💖💗💖💗

[jisvnq]

[12:57]

"Dude, cut it out," Chenle rolled his eyes, shoving his best friend's shoulder harshly. "You're fucking staring again."

"So you get to eyerape your girl but I can't even look at mine?" Jisung retorted with an irritated huff, eyes refusing to leave your pretty figure as you lost yourself in loud, raucous laughter with your friends a few tables down.

Your eyes lifted from your friends and met his own gaze, sending him a flirty wink that made his lips quirk up into an amused smile, the boy's cheeks flushing lightly when you boldly blow a kiss in his direction.

"I thought we talked about this before, Jisung," Mark sighed, putting his utensils down. "She's no good for you. You know how mad and reckless those greasers can get..."

"And you know how much shit that girl alone puts us all through," Haechan scoffed, looking at you scornfully, only for you to return it with a playful wink. "I still can't believe you still think she's hot."

"Yeah, yeah," Jisung said distractedly, waving them off to continue watching your silly antics, the voices of his older friends nagging him fading into the background.

It was always like this. Whenever Jisung was in the same room as you were in, he could barely focus on anything else. His mind completely and utterly occupied by thoughts of you.

Of the way your eyes shined mischievously whenever they locked with his, the way your boisterous laughter echoed in the walls of whatever room you decided to spontaneously drag him into to make out in, and of the way you'd kiss the breath out of him in places you were surely gonna get caught in.

You were free and reckless, and it made his heart flutter in ways he knew wasn't right, with him being him and you being you.

Sure, he knew he wasn't supposed to associate himself with someone as "headstrong and hell-raising" as you, as his mother put it. Being protected all the time by his family and his friends from all the rough rumble of the feud between your two social groups, it was only natural for him to be so intrigued in your free spirit. Despite their clear disapprovement when it came these supposed feelings of his.

But your kisses were too sweet to be poisonous like his friends claimed they were. Your hugs too warm to be suffocating. You were too pretty to be as bad as everyone says you were.

Weren't you?

requested by | anonymous

z.txt | i've been gone for long enough ig? hhh anyways i have never heard of the outsiders before hhh so thanks to everyone who helped me with this :3 i'll definitely check the book out as soon as i can (and maybe the movie too, who knows? ¯\(ツ)/¯ ) + idrk how the concept works still even after years of explaination to me sjdjs so i hope this was good enough? lol

[purplesurveys]

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Who are you subscribed to on YouTube?  Oh man, I’m probably subscribed to over a hundred, if not 200. I’ve subscribed to channels relevant to interests I’ve had over the years, and since it’s not my habit to do spring cleaning on my feeds, the subscriptions have just keep piling up even if I no longer keep up with literally like 98% of them.

Do you like to go to the farmer's market?  I don’t think I’ve ever been in one yet. They aren’t very common here and the ones we do have are pricey and mostly inaccessible to the everyday consumer, I’m sure.

What will (or was) the color of your wedding dress be?  I wouldn’t want any other color than white.

What's your favorite melon?  I don’t like fruits.

What was the name of the last pet of yours that died?  Arlee. Technically my family mostly considered her as just Nina’s pet, but the sting was felt all the same when we learned she died.

When was the last time you wished the day would just get over with?  Yesterday, because it was Friday. Pretty self-explanatory, I wanted to get to the weekend so I can finally let go of work for a couple of days.

Name one person you've never had a fight with:  Andi. I think we’re both afraid of pissing the other off, which works out for us lol.

What are you currently listening to?  I can just hear the really loud whirring of my electric fan because it’s a grossly humid day today.

What would you rather have: cat or dog?  Dogs.

Who is your least favorite person in real life?  I have a lot of uncles I just don’t like.

Do you ever watch anybody's live stream of... anything, really?  Technically, yeah. I will sometimes tune in to livestreams of lofi music on YouTube, but I do it to listen, not to watch. 

Does your house have security cameras?  No.

If you go grey as you age, would you dye your hair or let it be?  I think I might dye it for a certain period of time, but I also think I would eventually reach the point where I’ll just accept it and slowly let go of the dye.

What was the last establishment you stopped going to due to bad service? What happened?  I haven’t run into much bad service, but I’ll never forget how long my order and bill took for Mad Mark’s. I never really vowed per se to never go back there again and I definitely didn’t confront the staff, but I haven’t eaten there since that incident.

What soundtrack do you listen to the most?  Not a big soundtrack listener.

Was there a family secret you weren’t told about until you were an adult?  Nah, they’re kept from us until now. The biggest one I’ve heard about was having a kleptomaniac in the family but we were never told who it is.

Do you have an opinion most people you meet seem to disagree with you?  Yeah, my dislike for fruits.

What’s something you like to have many options to choose from?  Clothes, I guess, like bucket hats. I don’t shop a lot and clothes aren’t a priority in my budget, so when I do pick out clothes, it has to be exactly what I want so that I don’t feel it was a waste of money.

What’s the strangest decorative object you own?  We have several quirky, disconnected decor in the living room from gifts we’ve acquired over the years. One object I can tell you about is the polar bear glass figurine we have on the coffee table.

What’s a thing you couldn’t imagine doing with your life right now?  Dating around.

What’s been your proudest moment?  Managing to stay alive this year and turn my life around for the better when I thought there was no hope.

What’s the filthiest non-pornographic movie you’ve seen?  Eyes Wide Shut, probably.

Do you know anyone who doesn't seem to be fond of animals?  I don’t think so. Like any animal...? I would find that quite odd, honestly. And I wouldn’t want to be friends with them if we weren’t already close .

Are you planning any outings or trips anytime soon? Whereabouts?  No, nothing set in stone. I do want to fly out to South Korea soon, though.

Do you know anyone who has a phobia of a certain animal?  I know a few people who are afraid of dogs.

Is there a particular brand of technology/electronics that you prefer?  Yeah, Apple.

Is there a singer whose voice gives you goosebumps/chills?  Hayley Williams and Jin, especially when he’s belting; and I don’t listen to her much, but I find that Billie Eilish has a unique voice that sounds really nice.

And is there a singer whose voice you simply can't stand?  Selena Gomez for some of her songs, Meghan Trainor for most of her songs.

Are there any authors that are particularly dominant on your bookshelf?  No.

Have you seen any photographs or videos that made you smile today?  Sure.

Which item in your fridge are you most looking forward to consuming? My aunt sent over this gigantic-ass slab of salmon that I can’t wait to eat as sashimi. I already had a few pieces last night and it was hea ven ly.

Has anyone you know got into a new relationship lately?  Hmm, I don’t think so. I know my coworker Dev got into a relationship a few weeks ago but it fizzled out as soon as it started because the guy was shitty.

If you menstruate, do you experience much PMS prior to it?  Only on the emotional side; I rarely get physical symptoms. I usually feel down or emotionally heavy a few days before my period.

Have you ever had a tattoo covered up or added to?  No, I don’t have any tattoos. Can you remember the last time you had a sudden change of mind?  Hmm, like last night. I wanted to stay up to maximize the weekend, buuuut I decided against it and slept instead since I had been up since 2 in the morning.

When was the last time you did something on a whim?  Two weeks ago when I impulsively dropped a thousand bucks to have cheese tarts delivered to Angela and Reena, hahaha.

Were you raised by both of your parents? If not, then who raised you?  My mom, grandma, and one of my aunts were the main people who raised me. Dad works overseas, so he was never at home much.

Have you ever began a relationship with someone you knew for less than a week?  No, I wouldn’t do that.

Has one of your friends ever tried to ‘hook you up?’  Mik tried to pair me with one of his friends just days before I finally implied on social media that I was no longer in a relationship. It was a cool ego boost but I declined, since my emotions were still super turbulent then. Andi tried to initiate sex with me once too, but I also declined.

What is your card game of choice?  I hate card games; I can never seem to understand them lmao, though that’s really more of a me problem than anything else.

What is your favourite books series?  Growing up, I really loved the Septimus Heap series. But the thing about it was that I got into it while the series was still ongoing; and with how bad my attention span is, I always forgot the events/plot whenever the newest book came out. 

So whenever that happened I had to read the entire series from Book 1; eventually the number of books I had to reread/revisit became too many (it was a seven-part series) and I simply just lost the time to read and I never got to know about the conclusion.

Do you prefer landmarks or street names when being given directions?  Street names – more precise. Landmarks to me can be pretty subjective – a green building might look blue to me, and I could just end up being lost.

Do you read the prologues in the beginnings of books?  Sure.

What was your favourite gym class moment?  If I genuinely like or already play the sport that was being taught. That’s why PE table tennis was a lot of fun for me.

Do you think that ocean boardwalks are fun?  I’ve never been on one but I imagine they are fun, yeah.

Do you dread when people ask you to sign their yearbooks?  That’s not a tradition here.

Do you have a favourite Scooby-Doo movie?  No. I was too young for Scooby-Doo in a sense that I do remember watching the movies as a 3/4 year old as they were kept on in the background at home, but I didn’t get any of the plots/didn’t really appreciate the films.

Do you think it’s cute when toddlers try to run away and fall down?  Sometimes, yeah. If the fall looked nasty I would obviously be concerned.

Do you enjoy listening to your grandparents tell stories of their past?  Honestly, only one of my grandparents would be the type to do this but he’s been dead for six years now. It’s a big shame he passed before I could bond with him the way I had always wanted to. My three other grandparents are either too closed off or too quiet to share stories from their youth.

Do you have a crush on someone? Nah, nothing more than a celebrity crush.

If so... what does his/her name begin with? 

What attracts you to them? 

Do they know that you like them? 

If they don't know, why didn't you tell them? 

Name two people that you miss:  Angela and Laurice.

Have you ever seen Titanic?  More times than I can count. I’m sure I memorize like 80% of the script, too.

Have you ever swam with dolphins?  No. I’m not so sure if I’ve seen dolphins, either. Maybe I have? Or maybe I’m confusing it with whales...idrk.

When was the last time you had a stomachache?  Wednesday.

What's going to bed early for you?  11 PM or midnight.

Do you want to have a big family in the future?  I used to, but I don’t think that’s the future I want anymore. One or two kids should be okay.

What was the last thing you did that gave you a rush?  Technically speaking, an orgasm, I guess?? Lmao idk

Favorite Nicholas Cage movie?  I don’t think I have one.

Have you had your Covid vaccine yet? Which one, if you have?  Yeah, I’m fully dosed. Sinovac.

If you've had your vaccine, did you experience any side effects?  I was suuuuuuper tired right after my first dose and I wanted to be knocked the fuck out, but I went right back to work after the shot because I am allergic to filing leaves hahaha. Second dose went smoothly.

What's the next item of clothing that you intend to buy for yourself?  A bucket hat or maybe one of the Fila x BTS shirts because the collection is actually quite cute!

What Facebook groups have you found the most helpful?  I join Facebook groups to be entertained, not because I actively look for advice.

Do you like your butt? Why or why not?  Yeah. It...has a good form hahahahahaha.

Have you ever personally been a victim of homophobia?  Yes, a few years ago I went to a food park with my ex-girlfriend. I was already not feeling my best that day to begin with, so having to see an old woman stare daggers at us for what felt like years really stung. I felt small under her look and almost cried, but in the end I felt angry that I momentarily felt shame about my relationship. I decided to just piss the woman off on purpose and do PDA right in front of her.

Do you think you’d be happier if you had a pet? I have two dogs at present and I know they make me extremely happy.

Who was the last person you went on a date with?  Gabie.

Were you ever hospitalized as a little kid?  No. The first and only time I was hospitalized (other than being birthed), I was about 12, I think.

What’s your favorite way to curl your hair?  I don’t do that. I rarely style my hair.

At what age did you start swearing?  I was 11.

What is something you physically can’t do?  Ride a bike.

What do like better, apples or oranges?  I don’t like any fruits; but in terms of flavored stuff, I like orange-flavored food, especially chewy candy, slightly more.

Around the holidays, do you hope for snow?  Well, no.

What are your top two favorite bands?  Paramore and Against Me!

How many people do you 100% trust?  There are a handful. I generally trust easily just because I like to believe all people are kind and loyal – but I can also take it away in the snap of a finger.

Do you care what others think about you?  Not so much.

Has anyone ever called you a bitch?  Sure.

Did you watch Teletubbies when you were younger?  Yeah but just super super faint memories. It wasn’t one of my main shows.

Do you have any licenses other than your driver's license?  I don’t.

Could you live the rest of your life without eating meat?  I doubt it. I could try, but I think I’d get cranky and start looking for meat way earlier than I would like to admit.

Have you ever had a rolling backpack?  Yup, if you mean a stroller. I think I’ve answered this on a previous survey.

Did you make any money today?  No, because it’s a weekend. What was the highest place you've ever jumped from?  Nothing dramatically high. I’ve had acrophobia-themed nightmares in the past, so even though I don’t actually have a fear of heights, the idea of jumping from a high place still makes me antsy.

Have you ever gone swimming in a river?  Not that I can recall.

What was the last souvenir someone got you?  I dunno if it counts but Andi bought merch from the AEW shop but made sure to also get a CM Punk sticker set for me :(

Do you have a favorite remix of a song?  Remixes have never been my thing. What do you think is the most saddest sounding instrument?  Piano.

Do you really pay attention to the ratings on movies?  Yeah they can definitely affect the level of appreciation I hold towards a film. For instance, if I genuinely enjoyed a movie only to find out it has average to bad reviews, it invites me to think more critically about the movie.

Do you have a favorite species of wild cat (tiger/lion/cougar/etc.)?  No.

If you had $500,000, what would you do with it?  Give half to my parents and let them do whatever they wish it. With the remaining P12,500,000, I’d probably get myself my own condo and have it fully furnished, then get braces, then get a new phone and laptop. I’ll have a bunch of money still left, I’m pretty sure – the rest of it I’ll save.

Did the last person you touched lips with have a kid?  No. I mean, I have honestly no clue what’s going on in her life now, but I know she doesn’t want kids so this is very unlikely.

"First loves are never really over." Is this true for you?  It’s true in a sense that she left me a lot of trauma and self-esteem issues that will irrevocably always be a part of me now even though I’ve worked hard to resolved most of them by myself.

Did you like Michael Jackson before he died?  Yes, because he has always been my favorite singer’s role model.

What are some things that would make you break up with someone?  I don’t know how to answer this question, honestly. All the red flags were thrown and tossed and slapped into my face and down my throat for six years yet I never left. I don’t actually know what my limits are, and I believe it’s because my coping mechanism has to just accept things and suck them up no matter how bad they get. That’s what I’m trying to change for myself now.

What was the worst breakup you've ever had?  I’ve had two breakups with the same person, and the second one was worse.