#in school anyway but... urgh...

[astrxealis]

hi guys please wish me luck for my college entrance exam tomorrow for one of my dream schools xoxo

[angelpuns]

More about the pretty consistent body pain thing that's happening, I'm not sure if something is actually wrong with me or if its just the affect of overworking myself for liiiiikkkke 6 years??? ( arguably also overworking nyself before that now that u thjnk about it but moreso te past 6 years )

yeahhh and then also before that I'd did marching band and like- did it knowing I didn't have great knees :/ hmm just thinking thoughts

Sorry for the rambles I just like to think aloud and it helps doing it somewhere public :/

[chiiidori]

i know this is a naruto blog but i need the world to know how much i hate halsin (and gale)

[suiana]

80s yandere bully and reader who's more than eager to show him what it means to be a student in the current age.

it starts out like any normal day. you're at your locker, scrolling social media because you have nothing better to do while your friend yaps to you. all seems well, until it isn't. why? because there, in the middle of the corridor, stands a guy that looks like he belongs in some Disney movie. to be specific, he would most likely be casted as the jock bully.

pale skin, blond hair, blue eyes that look like they're staring into your soul, and that red varsity jacket that shouts peaking at high school...

"hey nerd! why don't you hand me all your lunch money?"

pause.

you look up, one eyebrow raised. wow, even his voice sounds like some stereotypical disney bully. you look around, trying to find the hidden camera. none. this... this youtube prank is kinda well made, you've got to admit.

"uh... double it and give it to the next person."

yeah, that should do it. you go back to scrolling your phone, feeling satisfied in your answer. mhm, that's right, it's probably just some stupid prank anyway.

but all you got was a mocking laugh and a hand coming up to cage you by the locker.

"what? what nonsense are you spouting dummy? I'm asking for lunch money! why don't you hand it over?"

oh... it, uh, sounds like he's serious huh? you awkwardly scratch at your neck, placing your phone into your pocket. hm...

seeing him closely, he does have some scratches and bruises. ah, you see.

"look man, I don't have any cash on me right now. do you accept cashapp? paypal? apple pay? i can send some money over. i know times are tough right now, with the economy and stuff."

he must be poor, that's what you deducted obviously. i mean, lunch money? you feel bad for him, he seems to be suffering more than you.

but if anything, he looks almost offended?

"what?" he gets into your personal space, teeth bared at you. "are you taking me for some joke, nerd?"

"aren't you like, asking for money? I'll give it to you. gotta hit my daily good person quota for the month."

"you-!" he hisses at you, cheeks turning a light pink. you're confused, lips pursing. well, he seems... that he doesn't need money?

"well since you're so smart... why don't you do my homework for me?"

he then shoves a stack of papers at you, face desperately trying to hide the nervous quiver of his lip. damn it...! what's going on?! he knows he travelled into the future but... but he didn't expect this! this... this arrogance! no one would've stood up to him back in his time! what on earth is this?!

unfortunately it's only getting worse.

"dude just use chatgpt, I don't have the answers to these. matter of fact, I don't even take this class."

his jaw tightens.

"so? do it for me! if you don't... well I'll just publicly humiliate you tomorrow!"

a snort.

"kinky, I'm into that just so you know."

he lets out a frustrated groan. what the hell? just... just what is going on?! he's trying his best to intimidate this... this awfully adorable looking nerd but it's not working at all! not in the slightest!

he's using all his best tactics but it's no use in the face of you. just what the hell do you want him to do?

"you're lowkey kinda a loser and that's my type. you wanna date?"

he swears he feels his heart stop. a... loser? him? this 80s bully quickly looks around, trying to figure out if you're talking to someone else or him. no one. he feels that tight knot in his stomach relax. just... something about hearing you date someone else makes him uncomfortable. jealous.

isn't that weird? he just met you. is this love at first sight?

"don't you dare call me a loser you nerd!"

"sorry my man, you just act like one."

he shoots a glare at you, hands fisting. calm down, don't show them how much they affect you. he pushes away after clicking his tongue.

"urgh! just you wait! I'll be back to show you who's in charge, nerd!"

and then he stomps off, leaving a trail of papers in his wake. damn, did he even realize he was doing this in a public server? there's so many people around.

meanwhile you're just left there with one question.

"so are we dating?"

[lit-in-thy-heart]

two hundred pages of slow action was worth it for this chapter

[thetinylittlestar]

hot girls fall asleep scrolling on tumblr

[redisthenewblue]

TINKER- Twisted Wonderland x Tinkerbell!Yuu/Fem!Reader Part 1 Part 2

⋆.ೃ࿔*:･Being a fairy like [Name] was definitely not for the faint-hearted. Fortunately, [Name] managed to hold her own. She was always seen as the smallest and weakest in the family, the one who seemed to drag everyone down. Her creative ideas were often brushed off in a family that preferred to stick to tradition. That’s why when Peter, a boy their age, actually showed interest in what she had to say, [Name] couldn’t help but latch onto him. Wherever Peter went, [Name] was usually right there, trailing behind. That is, until Wendy and her little brothers decided to tag along. At first, [Name] didn’t mind too much, but Wendy just had to make it worse by throwing some not-so-subtle flirts Peter's way.

So there they were, sitting by a tree, doing their usual thing. [Name] was tinkering with an old watch, John and Michael were play-fighting with wooden swords, and Peter had just given Wendy a beautiful sapphire pendant he found. “He’s given me a prettier pendant anyway,” [Name] thought, biting her lip as they focused harder on the watch. 

“Oh Peter, I’m so happy I think I could give you a kiss!” Wendy exclaimed. 

That was it. [Name] shot up from her spot, their wings jingling as they fluttered in a mix of anger and disbelief. A pale glow around them turned fiery red. Peter wouldn’t really go for that, would he?

“What’s a kiss?” he asked, genuinely curious.

“Well... I’ll show you!” Wendy said, leaning in.

Before she could land a peck on Peter’s lips, [Name] swooped in, grabbing Wendy by the hair and yanking her backward. Peter swatted at [Name] like she were just a pesky fly, which would’ve stung if it wasn’t for the fact that they were fighting for their life up in the air.

“What’s the matter with you, [Name]?!” Peter shouted.

With arms crossed defiantly, [Name] replied, “What’s the matter with me?! I’ll tell you what the matter is! It’s her!” She turned their back on Peter, fuming.

“Then leave! I hereby banish you… forever!” Peter announced dramatically.

Whipping their head around, [Name] gritted her teeth, feeling her size shrink as they flew away. 

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That was the last time [Name] saw Peter. Time passed, and she grew older, still has a bit of a loose temper but definitely more mature. If she got accepted into NRC, they would be picked up tonight. Despite her parents' disapproval due to the family’s belief of everyone filling their designated role in the village , [Name] couldn’t bear the thought of being stuck in the village all her life —not after all the work she put in. She stuffed every piece of clothing she might need into their bag, feeling her eyelids growing heavier with each passing moment. Yawning, she trudged over to her flower bed, snuggling into the soft petals and slowly drifting off to sleep.

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[Name] jolted awake, her wings twitching in what felt like confinement. Wait... why were their wings trapped? She felt around and tumbled out of a coffin onto the cold floor. 

“Nyah?!”

Suddenly, a flash of blue fire and a mop of black hair caught her attention. “I better hurry up and find that uniform before someone spots me... Urgh, this lid weighs a ton! Try this on for size! Mya-ha!”

Fire?! What in the Sevens was going on? [Name] turned to see a boy with black hair. Strangely, she sensed no magic from him, which was pretty unusual for a magic school.

“Now to grab the goods... What?! You two aren't supposed to be awake!”

“A talking weasel?! Two?” The boy blinked, noticing the glittering fairy wings and petite stature of the girl behind him. As he reached out to touch the wings, [Name] slapped his hand away with an angry jingle. “Don’t touch,” she reprimanded.

How surreal was this dream? The boy thought, rubbing his hand to ease the sting.

“How... HOW DARE YOU! I’m no WEASEL! I’m Grim, sorcerer extraordinaire!”

“You don’t look so extraordinary,” [Name] shot back, a smirk forming.

“Tch. Whatever. You... Fly! Just give me your uniform, and be quick about it! More specifically, you insect!” Grim pointed at [Name] with his paw. “I bet I can fit your clothes! If you don’t... you’re gonna regret it!”

Insect? Please, [Name] was taller than this little pest by a long shot. Anger and embarrassment flushed their face.

“Getting slapped by a fairy and roasted alive by a weasel? What will I dream of next?”

“Well, keep dreamin', 'cause I ain't no weasel!”

Sure...

“Where am I?” the black-haired boy asked, looking around.

Now that was odd. Either this guy was slow or from another planet. Even in her small village of Fairy Hallow, people knew about prestigious schools like NRC.

"Foolish human! Did you really think you could slip away from ME? Unless you want to get burned to a crisp, take off that—Me-YEOW! That hurt! What gives?”

A whip seemingly from nowhere hit “the extraordinary Grim.” You’d have to be crazy to think [Name] wouldn’t seize this chance to get back at this little weasel for making fun of her height.

“Could the oh-so-powerful Grim not sense that?” [Name] snickered, the jingle of her wings adding salt to the wound.

“NYAH?! You!”

“Consider it tough love. Ah, I’ve found you two at last. Splendid! I trust you’re the new students for this year? My, were you children ever eager to make your debuts. And bringing a poorly trained familiar with you? That’s a clear violation of the school’s rules.”

“It’s not ours,” the duo said in unison.

“As if I’d serve some lowly human and an annoying fairy! Now lemme go!”

An irk mark appeared on [Name]’s forehead. The audacity of this cat was astonishing.

“Once I get my wand, I’ll—” the glow around [Name] began to turn red, but the headmaster cut them off. Maybe that was for the best; what she was about to say was definitely better left unsaid.

“Yes, yes. Rebellious familiars always say that. Do be quiet for a bit, won't you? Dear me. Of all the students I've dealt with, you two are the first with the audacity to open their own gate and step out of it. Does the very notion of patience elude you? No matter.” The older man scolded.

“Your orientation has already begun. Let us return to the Mirror Chamber.” As they walked, a question sparked within the boy.

“What do you mean by student...?”

“You awakened in a room full of gates, did you not? All the students here at the campus arrived by passing through such gates. Although typically—”

“You came through a coffin-shaped portal into Night Raven College, or NRC for short, a school for magic. The one leading us is the headmaster of the school,” [Name] interrupted, eager to explain. Leaning in closer, she whispered to the boy, “But I believe you don’t have any magic to attend, so you might be sent home.” The boy’s eyes widened slightly.

“Well said,” the headmaster praised, “But now is not the time for such prattle. You have a student orientation to attend! Go on, now. Make haste.”

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“Orientation and dorm assignments are done? All right, new students—let me be clear. At Heartslabyul House, I am the law. Break the rules, and it’s off with your head!” a boy with cherry-red hair proclaimed.

‘He’s probably going to be a dictator,’ [Name] muttered under her breath.

“Well, that ceremony was as boring as ever. I’m going back to the dorm. If you’re in Savanaclaw House, follow me,” yawned a male with lion ears.

‘It’s hardly even the afternoon yet.’

“New students! Allow me to be the first to congratulate you on your achievement. As dorm leader of Octavinelle House, I’m honored to support you in what I hope will be a fulfilling campus experience.”

“He looks shifty,” the black-haired boy remarked, appalled at [Name]’s bluntness. How could she be so casual about it?!

“Hey, does anyone know where the headmage went? He disappeared midway through the ceremony?” a striking boy asked his fellow dorm leaders.

“Some headmage he is,” a voice emitted from a tablet.

“Maybe he had a tummy ache?” one suggested.

“I most certainly did not!” He argued.

The Red-Headed Boy crossed his arms across his chest “Ah, speak of the devil.”

“If you must know, I was searching for the new students who failed to show for orientation. You two are the only ones yet to be assigned a dorm. Step up to the Dark Mirror, and be quick about it. I’ll watch your weasel.” Crowley explained to the House wardens.

[Name] was the first to step up, revealing her face to the mirror.

“State thy name,” commanded the mirror.

She took a deep breath, exhaling slowly, “ [Name] Faye.”

“ Her soul is incredibly strong and unwavering. You hold immense potential, [Name] Faye. You’re perfect for Diasomnia.”

“Wait a minute… You’re a girl?!”

The room erupted into hushed whispers.

“What’s wrong with being a girl?” [Name] asked, her brows knitting together in confusion, placing her hands on her hips.

“The problem is that NRC is a BOYS SCHOOL. It’s completely inappropriate to have a girl surrounded by all these boys... I’ll have you sent home immediately.”

The fairy flinched at the man’s words. Perhaps her small village didn’t know everything about NRC, but it was too late for her to turn back now. She had to figure out a way to convince him to let her stay. [Name] gracefully stepped aside, giving the boy access to the mirror.

“State thy name,” the mirror repeated.

“Yuuken?” he replied, sounding more like a question than an answer. I mean, he had just been tossed into a random magic school without even knowing magic existed. For all he knew, this could be some bizarre fever dream.

“…The nature of your soul IS…….. unclear to me,” the mirror declared, and for a brief moment, silence enveloped the room.

“What did you just say?” the headmaster interjected, breaking the stillness.

“I sense no magical power from this one. Soundless. Colorless. Shapeless. Utterly vacant. Therefore, no dorm would be suitable.”

Yuuken winced at the mirror’s bluntness. Ouch, talk about harsh.

“Are you suggesting that the black carriage came to pick up someone who can’t even use magic? That’s ridiculous! The student selection process has never made a mistake in a century! How could this happen?”

Grim struggled against his restraints. “Mmmph! Nnnrgggh... ME! Let ME take this student’s place!”

“Not so fast, you hyperactive weasel!”

“Unlike that human, I can actually use magic! Let me be a student here! Watch, I’ll show you! My spells are the cat’s meow!” Grim inhaled deeply and let out a massive burst of fire from his mouth.

“I’m starting to think he’s more dragon than cat,” someone quipped.

“Is this really the time for jokes?!” Yuuken shouted in panic as flames engulfed the mirror hall.

“Everyone, get down!” warned the red-haired boy.

The boy with red eyes and white hair flailed his arms like a maniac. “AHHHHH! HELP! I’m on fire over here!”

“Stop, drop, and roll!” *[Name]* laughed, nearly doubling over as she wheezed. Yuuken sweat-dropped, catching the girl in his arms as she struggled to breathe. How could she find this funny? Finally, she gathered herself and flicked her wrist toward the flaming boy, sprinkling some fairy dust on his burning robe, instantly extinguishing the flames. A proud jingle rang out as her wings fluttered. “Fairy dust fixes everything.”

“Someone catch that blasted animal before it sets the entire school on fire!” Crowley ordered.

“Can I leave now, or…?” the lion boy groaned.

“Oh? I thought you fancied yourself a hunter. Go and help yourself to that plump little morsel!” the blonde boy teased.

“Too much effort. You do it,” the beast man shot back.

“Allow me to handle this, Headmage Crowley. If none of you are capable of catching a little creature, I’ll take on the responsibility.” One dorm leader with glasses stepped up to the challenge.

“Check it out! See how strong I am?!” Grim cackled.

“How very bold of you to break the rules in my presence,” Riddle said sternly, glaring at Grim.

“Shall we make this quick, then, Riddle? I’m afraid we don’t have much time,” the boy with glasses smirked, gripping his magic pen.

“Must you take pleasure in playing with your prey, Azul?” Riddle sighed, pulling out his own magic pen.

“And here I thought we both enjoyed this sort of thing,” Azul feigned disappointment.

“Please, I’m not like you, so spare me your nonsense.”

Grim yelped, “Myah! It’s a dead end!”

“Poor thing. Did you run yourself straight into a corner?” Azul taunted, further trapping Grim.

“I suggest you give up. Otherwise…” the redhead threatened.

“NO! I’m getting into this school, and that’s FINAL!”

*[Name]* tilted her head, intrigued. She was enjoying this more than watching the Lost Boys squabble. A part of her felt sorry for the cat; he wanted to join the school just as much as she did.

“Stand aside, Azul!” Riddle commanded, pointing his magic pen at Grim, preparing to deliver the final blow.

“Off With Your Head!”

“What was that?” Yuuken asked, staring in awe at the collar around Grim’s neck.

“It’s a unique magic. A signature spell that only one mage can use. Its name is a bit gruesome, though…”

Yuuken nodded, understanding the girl’s explanation. “What’s your unique magic then?”

*[Name]* shrugged. “I don’t know yet. I only know the simple spells I’ve picked up from books. I’m more of an inventor than a mage.”

“The Queen of Heart's Rule 23: ‘One must never bring a cat to a formal affair.’ Your very presence here violates that order. You need to vacate these premises immediately,” Riddle quoted.

“Glad I’m not in his dorm,” *[Name]* muttered. She’d probably die trying to follow all those rules. She considered herself a free spirit, prone to unpredictable bursts of anger from time to time.

“Until I remove that collar, you won’t be able to use any magic. You’re nothing but a pet cat now,” Riddle taunted, a smug grin spreading across his face.

“M-meoWHAT?! I’m nobody’s pet—NOTHING!” Grim stepped back, raising his paws defensively.

“Oh, you have nothing to worry about there. I have no intention of keeping you as a pet. The collar will disappear once you leave campus.”

“Ha-HA! Good show as always, Riddle. Your signature spell nullifies any magic. It’s quite handy. I just HAVE to respect it—ah, I mean, I just have to have respect for it.”

*[Name]* shot Azul a side-eye. No point in trying to cover up what he just said; everyone heard it.

“*[Name]*! Was I not clear that you’re expected to take responsibility for your familiar? Now discipline your—What’s that? It isn’t yours?” Crowley chastised her.

“It’s not mine?! Why would you assume it’s mine?!” *[Name]*’s temper flared once more.

“Oh... Is that so?” Crowley said, sweat trickling down his face at her outburst. “Then I’ll have it expelled from campus. I’ll even spare it from being served for dinner. My, but I AM kind... Someone take this away, please.”

“Why doesn’t he just do it himself?” the fairy muttered under her breath.

“NOOOOO! Let me gooooo! You fools better remember my name! I’m going down in magic history! Just you wait!” Grim shouted, struggling against the students holding him. *[Name]* felt a twinge of sympathy for him. He must have a reason for wanting to stay here, just like she did.

“I wonder why he’s so desperate to be here?”

“Well, that was quite the unexpected spectacle. I hereby declare that orientation has concluded. Housewardens, please escort your students back to the dorms… Hm? Come to think of it, I don’t see Housewarden Draconia of House Diasomnia anywhere.”

“And that surprises you? The dude’s a total recluse.”

“Wait a sec... Did anyone even invite him?” the boy she saved from the fire asked.

“Ah. Just as I suspected. I thought I’d come down and see for myself if Malleus had shown up. But once again, he was evidently not informed that his presence was required at an official ceremony.” He shook his head in disappointment. Something told *[Name]* this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened.

“You have my sincerest apologies. I assure you, this oversight was not intended as a slight,” Azul said, his tone insincere.

“I mean, you have to admit, he’s not exactly the easiest person to strike up a conversation with,” Riddle tried to justify.

“Never mind. All who were assigned to House Diasomnia, follow me. I just hope he doesn’t sulk about this.”

*[Name]* glanced at Yuuken from the corner of her eye, then tucked her wings behind her and pulled her hood up. She trailed behind the Diasomnia group, putting a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. Yuuken’s eyes widened in disbelief at her antics. Did she really think she wouldn’t get caught? Especially with her glowing presence and the trail of fairy dust she left behind? He quickly turned his gaze back to the headmage, who had his back to him, facing the mirror.

“Well, Yuuken, *[Name]*. This is quite an unfortunate turn of events. I’m afraid you won’t be attending Night Raven College after all. Surely you realize that I can’t very well admit a student with no magical ability and a girl to my academy. But don’t worry. The Dark Mirror will see you home safely. Now, step into the gate and visualize the place you came from.”

The headmage turned around, only to find Yuuken standing there.

“Where did *[Name]* disappear to?”

Yuuken looked down at his feet, remembering how the girl had signaled him to keep quiet about her whereabouts. She must have had her reasons. “I’m not sure... I just want to go home.”

Crowley sighed. “I’ll deal with it tomorrow. Come along now.”

He actually believed it?!

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*[Name]* kept her head down to avoid drawing attention. It was dark outside in the Diasomnia dorm, making it easier to blend in, thankfully the ceremonial robe dulled her glow a bit.

The vice housewarden helped the new students settle into the dorm. *[Name]* stopped in front of her dorm’s door, sighing in relief for making it past all the staff and students. She turned the doorknob slowly, peeking inside. It was a four-person room. She was about to—

“Shoot.” *[Name]* cursed her luck and was about to turn around when someone came barreling up from behind her.

“MOVE!”

She jumped in shock. Why was he so loud?!

She stepped aside, allowing the boy to access the door while flicking some dust on his foot, causing him to trip and tumble upside down. Was everyone here like this? An “excuse me” would’ve been nice. She simmered with annoyance at the situation. *[Name]* huffed and walked away from the door.

“Excuse me? Are you going into the dorm?”

[Name] let out a startled scream, jumping at the sound of the voice, her light green wings flaring up in defense. She looked up and nearly fell back at the sight of a boy with dark pink eyes floating above her, staring straight into her soul.

“Looks like you snuck in…” the boy teased.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about—”

The boy began inspecting her wings. “Seems like you’re the girl from earlier… You do know this is an all-boys school, right?”

“You—”

“Lilia Vanrouge,” he introduced himself.

“Lilia… I really need to stay at this school,” [Name] broke character for once, desperation creeping into her voice. “I can’t go back home; I have nowhere…” Her eyes dropped as she fumbled with her fingers. Her wings twitched, lowering as if surrendering.

Lilia’s gaze softened slightly as he listened to her. “I won’t turn you in today, but if you want to stay, you should talk to Headmage Crowley.”

[Name] perked up at Lilia’s words. “Thank you! But where will I stay tonight?”

“Can you shrink?”

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[Name] nestled comfortably in an antique music box, tucked in with a small scrap of cloth. She watched as Lilia polished his weapon. In a way, it reminded her of the weapons Peter would describe in his stories.

“I wonder how he’s doing,” *[Name]* murmured in her native tongue.

“Who?” Lilia asked, curious.

“You can understand?!” Shock washed over her features.

He pointed to his ears, which resembled hers. They were pointed too!

“What kind of fae are you?”

“Nocturnal Fae. You must be a tinker fairy.”

[Name] zipped over to Lilia, circling around him. “Where are your wings?”

“Fu Fu Fu... Not all fae and fairies have wings,” he chuckled lightly.

“Oh…” [Name] yawned, pinching herself to stay awake. A comfortable silence settled between them, allowing [Name] to plop herself on the crown of Lilia’s head, drifting off to sleep.

[drmaddict]

Keep Out

Summary: modern!Aemond takes his girlfriend home with him for the semester break over summer. He had already forgotten that he barely got any peace and quiet in his old room.

Wordcount: 1.717

Warnings: tiny smuttish part, but also not really, mentions of an unwanted lap dance, lots and lots of fluff

Present

They heard something rumbling loudly against the door. "Urgh. Fuck. Aemond?" shouted Aegon through the door.

(Y/n) laughed silently and shook an equally smirking Aemond, who was lying on her stomach.

2 months before

Aemond was unusually nervous for his ratio. He had never brought anyone home before. It was unusual. He felt strangely naked, as she paced around his room, looking at the books and posters from his school days.

When a grin appeared on her face, he knew immediately what was coming.

"Aha!" She pulled the CD case from the shelf and held it up triumphantly. "I knew it!",she grinned at him.

He just rolled his eyes and put the My Chemical Romance CD back in its place. "Behave.", was all he said.

Her smile softened. Her arms gently wrapped around his neck and pulled him in for a soft kiss.

"Close the door! Would you?", they heard someone laugh. None other than Aegon stood in the doorway and grinned at them both. "We don't want mummy to think you're promiscuous."

"Wow. That was a difficult word for you.", Aemond replied in a calm voice, but (Y/n) could see the tension in his jaw.

"At least I'm not a twenty-year-old virgin.", Aegon rolled his eyes and walked away again.

(Y/n) scratched his neck reassuringly. "So this is Aegon?"

He grumbled in agreement, annoyed.

"You exaggerated a bit with his hair. I was almost expecting a half bald head.", she turned his mind to another topic, knowing full well that he was largely uncomfortable with the subject of sex.

"You didn't see him after rehab. He was close."

She laughed lightly.

He lay relaxed on the bed. (Y/n) half beneath him. His head lay on her chest and he savoured the delicate fingers, as they ran over his scalp and through his long strands.

Sleeptoken was playing softly in the background, but he focussed more on her heartbeat, which he could now hear so clearly.

His eyes had fallen shut at the caresses, his breathing was calm and deep.

Everything was beautiful. Everything was good. Everything-

"Aemond we - Oh sorry."

Both their gazes shot in the direction of the roughly flung open door. His mum stood in the doorway, a little embarrassed. "We'll order something from the Italian. Please come downstairs... And put a shirt on Aemond!"

He dropped his face into the crook of her neck and groaned in annoyance. "I should have taken a hotel.", he grumbled.

She kissed his temple. "Just locking up is cheaper, I think."

"We don't have to.", she explained quietly.

Aemond shook his head. "I want to try it.", he admitted, still looking nervous. "But only on you for now.", he confessed quickly.

She stroked his hair. "Okay."

"You sure?"

She nodded with a smile.

Aemond cleared his throat. He had come a long way since he was a boy and a teenager, but the memory of that night was still so present.

Aegon had dragged him along to his birthday. He doesn't know what he'd expected, but it hadn't been a stripper.

He and his friends had cheered her on as she danced on Aemonds lap. He had never felt so overwhelmed und uncomfortable. The fact that he had come in his pants less than two minutes later had, of course, taken the mockery to the extreme.

They had bawled and Aemond had simply run away until he could lock himself in the bathroom, where he washed himself three times in a row in an attempt to wash off the shame.

"Hey." He felt her hand on his cheek. He pulled himself from his memory. "It's just me here. No one else." She smiled so warmly at him again. And she was right. The rest of his family was gone tonight, except for Haelena. But she rarely left her bugs voluntarily anyway.

He nodded, but still buried his face briefly on her shoulder. "Can I?," he asked, stroking her waistband with his fingers.

She nodded with a smile.

He carefully slipped his hand under the elasticated fabric and immediately came across the top of her panties. He looked at her questioningly again. She simply nodded. His fingers travelled deeper. He felt light stubble and took in the slightly scratchy feeling beneath his fingertips. He drew a few exploratory circles.

"Does that bother you?", she asked a little hesitantly, but he immediately shook his head.

"Not at all."

He let his fingers wander deeper until he felt what he was looking for. He groped around a little awkwardly and blindly. Searching for what he had already read about. She tenderly pushed her hand towards his. Grasped his fingers and brought them into position. She calmly showed him how to move them. He followed her with concentration.

She sighed slightly and withdrew her hand again. He tried himself out. Experimented. Memorised what caused which reaction.

And he realised, that this was okay. It was even kind of nice. It was-

The door to his room opened again. Helaena poked her head into the room. She didn't pay any attention to the situation of the two of them, frantically trying to present themselves in a more socially acceptable manner.

"Helaena!", shouted Aemond reprovingly.

She looked absolutely neutral in return. "Have you seen my Tarantula? She's run off."

"Your what?", asked (Y/n) immediately in alarm.

"My Tarantula. She-"

"Rethorical question.", explained Aemond immediately. "And no."

"Okay."

The door closed again.

"Please tell me that Tarantula is the name of your cat."

"Don't worry about it. The creature is ancient. It probably just turned to dust."

"Found her!", Heelena shouted from the corridor.

"Great.", Aemond called back, only slightly annoyed.

(Y/n) was still sitting tensely on his bed. "What do you say we-"

"Chinese or Thai?" he asked.

"Chinese."

"I'll just wash my hands and get the car.", he explained and stood up humbly. Would he ever have a quiet evening in this house?

"I love you.", she called after him tensely.

"Love you too.", he called back with a sigh. 

They made out violently. She was sitting on his old desk and had her legs wrapped around his hips like a snake.

His centre kept twitching slightly forward. His family was gone, even his sister, and the damn door was locked.

Aemond pressed himself against her even more than he already did. His hands wandered under her top. His lips broke away from hers and travelled to her neck. He was ready. He was sure. He felt comfortable with her. He wanted this.

"To bed?", he asked, slightly out of breath.

She nodded eagerly. "Please.", she sighed. He lifted her from the table and carried her towards the bed. She took off her own top and threw it somewhere. He did the same.

She was already sitting down on the mattress and pushed herself into the middle of it, when Aemond tried to get out of his trousers.

He lay down on top of her. Their lips met. He sighed, when he felt her hands on his bare back.

He was just sliding his hands into the waistband of her trousers when he heard the click of the lock. He frantically threw half of the blanket over (Y/n) to cover her body as his grandfather stood in the doorway.

He looked at them both in astonishment.

"Excuse me.", he nodded briefly to (Y/n). "Otto Hightower. The grandfather." He introduced himself impassively.

"Hello." (Y/n) waved back, overwhelmed.

"You still have my encyclopaedia.", he explained, turning to Aemond.

He looked at him perplexed. "Couldn't you have just called me?"

Otto just raised an eyebrow. "The book, Aemond.", he demanded.

Aemond stood up angrily, took the book from the shelf and pressed it into his grandfather's hand.

"Could we have some privacy now, please?"

Otto just waved him off. "But don't get her pregnant. We don't need any more complaints like your brother's."

He didn't even look at them again. He simply left the house.

Aemond breathed in and out in a controlled manner.

He turned round with a jerk and pulled his trousers back on.

"Aemond, it's all-"

"Get dressed. We're driving."

"Driving? Where?"

"To a hotel.", he explained curtly and held out her top.

(Y/n) looked at him in surprise. "So we're not stopping?", she asked, half teasingly, half cheerfully.

Aemond looked at her insistently. "Not if you don't want to."

She smiled. "Let's go then."

The night was mild. Mild enough that they didn't try to put as much distance between them as possible. Just touching fingers or knuckles.

No. Aemond had snuggled up to her chest and (Y/n) held him in a relaxed grip.

They both lingered in the land of dreams, knowing that the door was locked and the key was still in it.

They had had their peace and quiet all evening. No one had gotten on their nerves. Aemond had snuggled up to her as he usually only did in his own flat. A place where no one could go without his permission. The key in the lock wasn't the highend security system in his flat, but it reassured him enough.

Even in his dreams, he still had the feeling that he had finally triumphed when he was suddenly and rudely torn from this world.

A loud, breaking sound rang out. The sound crashed into the room like a bang.

And with the noise, Aegon smashed in too.

"Oaaa! Fuck!", he exclaimed, annoyed, then he laughed clearly drunk.

Aemond and (Y/n) immediately sat upright in bed. (Y/n) looked perplexed at Aegon.

Aemond looked at the hole in the wall that had once been his door, now lying as splinters of wood on the floor.

"I didn't get the curve.", Aegon laughed, still on the floor. "Sorry little brother."

Present

"Stable.", (Y/n) stated, when she had her laughter under control again.

"Steel core with a security lock. Standard for banks.", explained Aemond relaxed.

He firmly grabbed her hand, which she had withdrawn during her fit of laughter, and put it back on his head.

"Don't stop.", he just sighed and closed his eye again. A slight smile played around his lips.

She kissed the top of his head with a smile and complied.

[mysteryshoptls]

SSR Epel Felmier - Room Relaxation Vignette

"Happy Birthday"

[Interior Hallway]

Epel: I came to Ortho-kun's classroom, but I must've just missed him. Oh well, I'll try again after school…

Epel: Hm…? Is that Idia-san over there? Oh, this is good, I can thank him in person, then.

Epel: Idia-san! Here's the DVD I was borrowing. Thank you for letting me watch it!

Idia: Eep! …E-E-E-E-E-Epel-shi!? Wh-Wh-Why'd you pop outta nowhere…?

Idia: I-I don't remember you borrowing anything… Wait, is that the "Tales of the Great Seven Animated" DVD?

Idia: Oh, so you're the friend Ortho said he wanted to lend that to…

Epel: I watched this DVD to prep for the quiz I had, so I don't need to take supplementary classes after school tomorrow.

Epel: Tomorrow's my birthday, and the Spelldrive Club's havin' a barbeque… That's why I really wanted to make sure I got a good score on the quiz.

Idia: B-B-Barbeque!? Like, as in BBQ!? Why would you torture yourself like that on your birthday…!?

Epel: Eh, what's with that reaction!? I'm really looking forward to the barbeque!!

Idia: Wh-What's there to look forward to? It's just a get-together where people grill meat and snap pics all loudly…?

Idia: B-Besides, you're in Pomefiore, right, Epel-shi? Smoke and oil's against your guyses policy, isn't it?

Epel: And that's why I want to eat meat somewhere where Vil-san won't see… Wait, no, I mean―

Epel: I'm just excited to be able to spend a great time with my clubmates… I guess?

Idia: Urgh, the delicate pretty-boy looking chara just spouted something a protag would say! …Yeaaah, I'm gonna log off from this convo now.

[Idia runs away]

Epel: Oh, he left… Looks like I was able to get away with it… I hope?

[Pomefiore Dorm – Hallway]

Epel: Whew, today's practice was pretty hardcore. But I feel like all the stuff I gotta do after I get back to the dorm is even harder…

[Pomefiore upperclassman speaks]

Epel: Oh… H-Hello. Did you need me for something? Eh? You want me to bring my cosmetics for some makeup application practice…?

Epel: Ah, thank you for inviting me. Just… Well… I'll have to pass this time.

Epel: I have something to do tonight… Yes. Yes, that's right. Thank you for the invite.

Epel: …I swear I just heard 'em say "He's probably off to do embroidery or bake some sweets." No way in hell.

Epel: Right, time to head to my room… Hm? What's going on? Everyone's suddenly fixing their hair and clothes.

Epel: ACK!! Vil-san's walking this way! I gotta hurry and smooth out my clothes and stand up straight…

Epel: He's glarin' so hard… Urgh… I can't even relax in my own dorm…!

[Pomefiore Dorm – Epel's Room]

Epel: I'm starting to get hungry after that shower. I ate a proper dinner and everything, though.

Epel: I'll just finish up my homework, first. …Especially so I can get to the "fun" later.

[Pomefiore Dorm – Epel's Room]

Epel: Whew… Guess this should be enough homework for tonight. Maan, I'm tired.

[Roommate A speaks]

Epel: …Hm? What's up? Huh? A survey!?

Epel: Shoot, I'd completely forgotten… Uh, I mean… I was totally thinking I would do it later, yeah.

Epel: What kind of improvements do I want…? I don't think I really have any. Really, I'm not being modest, hahaha…

[Roommate B speaks]

Epel: …Eh, my cardigan looks good on me? Thanks! My Mee… I mean, My grandmother knitted it herself.

Epel: Ehehe. It makes me glad to hear you like it… Huh? It's perfectly cute like me?

[Roommate B speaks]

Epel: Urgh… Ah, no, I'm not in a bad mood, or anything. Anyway, thank you.

Epel: Oookay then, guess I'll head to sleep. …Yeah, that's right, I gotta get my beauty sleep for my skin!

[Roommates speak]

Epel: Hehe, you guys are gonna go to bed too, right? Then, I'll turn off the lights. Goodnight.

Epel: ….Did they all finally fall asleep? Alllright, now it's me-time!

Epel: I've been looking forward like crazy to watching the newest episode of "A Villain's Oath 2" released today!

Epel: Where's the soda and chips I hid under my bed…? Ah, here it is. Alright then, time to start!

Epel: Finally it's time to see those two fated foes battle each other…! I wonder who's gonna win? Ooh, they're both at the ready…!

Epel: Weeeew! This is awesome! I love watching them tough guys clash! So cool!

[crunch, munch]

Epel: Woah. These barbeque flavored chips really hit the spot!!

[chug, slurp]

Epel: Whoooooh! Ain't nothin' like washin' everything down with some snacks and soda!

Epel: Maaan, it's 'cause I got this time at night to myself that I can kinda deal with living in hoity-toity Pomefiore.

Epel: There's people watchin' everywhere, even in the cafeteria, so's I can only be eatin' borin' tasteless things all day.

Epel: Nuts, dried fruits, and leafy greens! Who cares 'bout dem healthy salads, that's just rabbit food!

Epel: Not only'd I gotta watch my words, but I gotta live with a buncha others…

Epel: It'd be great if I had more free time than just at night like this… Oh yeah, I should answer that survey!

「Survey on Quality of Life Improvements for the Student Body」

Epel: There's waaaaaay too many things I wanna see improved, geez. But the number one thing is… "GIVE FIRST YEARS OUR OWN ROOM TOO"!!

Epel: I can't be myself in a 4 person room. It's way too unfair that the juniors get a room all to themselves, there's only a two-year difference between us.

Epel: I mean, I guess I could have a room all to myself if I were to become Housewarden…

Epel: Dun think I'ma git anywhere if'n I hafta go up 'gainst Vil-san. I just gotta keep tryin' ta git better.

Epel: Once I get my own room, I'm going to do what I want, when I want!

Epel: I'll wear leather jackets and weathered jeans, get a rug with a huge dragon on it…

Epel: I'll get Blastcycle magazines and the whole "A Villain's Oath" series on DVD onto my bookshelf! Hehe, I can't wait…!

[Pomefiore Dorm – Epel's Room]

[rustle, rustle]

Epel: …Gah! Hrrrnnngh… Is it morning?

[Roommate C chatters]

Epel: My roommates are all up and stretching again… They're so noisy every morning. I just wanna sleep some more…

Epel: It’s still early, so I'm gonna go back… to sleep… Zzz… Zzz…

[Roommate A speaks]

Epel: Waah!? Wh-What…? Huh? Shouldn't I stretch too?

Epel: It's fine, I don't have morning practice today, so I want to sleep as long as I can… Don't worry… Seriously, it's okay…!

Epel: …Geez, stop it already!

Epel: AH'M STILL WANTIN' TA SNOOZE MORE!

Epel: …AH!!

Epel: That just slipped out 'cause I was still groggy… Uhhm…

Epel: Good morning, everyone. You're all so early today. …Huh? What's wrong? Why are you all looking so tense?

[Roommate A speaks]

Epel: What did I say just now…? Oh, that was just a morning greeting. I was just saying "Good morning"! Ehehe! Ohoho!

[Roommate B speaks]

Epel: I was shouting…? Y-You must've just imagined it! Come on, let's all go to the washroom. I'm sure once we've all washed our faces, everything will be a lot clearer. Okay?

[Pomefiore Dorm – Washroom]

[splash, splash]

Epel: Whew, it feels great to wash your face, doesn't it? How do you all feel? …You feel like what you heard earlier was all in your head?

Epel: Heh, yeah, you must've been still waking up. …Nice. Looks like I got away with it.

Epel: Okay then, I'm heading back to the room… Eh, what about my skincare routine? Ohhh, right. Yeah, I'll do it now.

Epel: First I'll put on some skin lotion, then… Wait. Which am I supposed to put on first, the beauty cream or the milky stuff?

Epel: I don't even know what these are for in the first place… This is too much of a pain to think about, so I'll just mix 'em up and throw 'em on.

[Roommate A speaks]

Epel: Huh? Wait, it's not like that's my secret method for applying makeup or anyth… They're not listening to me at all. Everyone's mixing everything together and applying it.

Epel: I never did any of this skincare stuff back home, so… Eh, I guess I don't need to tell them

Epel: I'll just put on sunscreen and brush my hair… Great, I'm done!

[Roommate B speaks]

Epel: Eh, what? …You want me to tell you what brand lipstick I'm using?

Epel: I'm not using anything. Eh? Y-Yeah. …What do I do to stay moisturized?

Epel: Could it be all the snacks I eat late at night…? Nah, no way. I don't really do anything special, I think?

Epel: Blush? I don't use that either. …Eyelash curler and mascara? Nope, I'm not using that.

[Roommates chatter]

Epel: You're curious to know what sort of secret beautifying trick you could use to look more like me? Uhhhhh, even if you ask me that, I don't… Oh, yeah!

Epel: Sunscreen! I've been making sure to at least apply sunscreen everyday. Maybe that's the secret?

Epel: …What's wrong? Why're you all staring at me like that? Did I say something weird?

Epel: …Eh, are you crying!? What's wrong with you guys!?

[Main Street]

Epel: In the end, I never learned why they were all crying. …Oh hey, Idia-san. Good morning!

Idia: Eep… Epel-shi! You're seriously on rate up the past two days.

Idia: G-G-G-Go on, after you… Don't mind me, just go enjoy your birthday, little protag. Bye, then.

[Idia runs away]

Epel: Th-Thank you! Woah, he took off like a dart… I hope he heard me thanking him.

Epel: Heheh, I kinda liked getting a birthday wish from someone unexpected. I'm definitely gonna have a blast today!

Requested by Anonymous.

[gomzdrawfr]

*adds to Raven's Fanbox*

snippet of the fear of flowers thing (very old, cw: torture/violence):

I GET TO POST HERE AGAIN HEHE anyway. Art I did for @gomzdrawfr of her oc Raven! Was posted on Bluesky first since tumblr decided to terminate my account cause of spam filters, how fun. Anyway

Time lapse and version with blood under the cut! (I forgot if u mentioned she was tortured cause of her fear of flowers, sunflowers specifically I couldn’t find the post ajdnsjsj)

[glacierberries]

partial premise of a diabolical sirius/james/severus fic where

it's a muggle au, and severus recently moved into this small town. a few years prior, lily gives him the number of this guy she plays an online game with. (which is cause it ended up being a game severus was more interested in than lily, so she thought he could play with someone else)

and so, for a few years, severus and this guy text each other. first, it starts off with just discussions of the game, but severus doesn't have an expensive set-up, so he can only play when he goes over to lily's house. so this guy gradually opens up about his home life and other things. severus finds out that this guy is rebellious and he he has a younger brother. the guy also says that his mother favours his younger brother. so severus also gradually opens up about his shitty home situation and they end up becoming really close friends.

so anyways, eileen breaks it off with tobias, and she gets a job at another town. severus is around 18 at this time and he gets a job at a cafeteria for extra money and moves to a new school

it turns out that in this new school, hes not easily accepted. theres a guy named james potter who keeps trying to bully him. luckily, severus has a few friends in his corner and competent teachers that do their job.

severus finds out that this james guy is really rich and he feels repulsed by his behaviour. but james has a friend named sirius and he's the most gorgeous guy he's ever seen, but he's cruel. and unfortunatelyy severus starts fancying him. like... yeah, he nearly gets severus killed in a car accident, and james is the one that 'saves' him... but like......... urgh who was he kidding, it would never amount to anything. would it?

and hes just having a hard time at school. and the thing is.. severus' online friend starts texting him more frequently, asking why severus doesnt text him as much anymore, (he has school) when he can come online (next time he sees lily) and if they could ever meet up (not yettt). and severus also sometimes complains about his homework and stuff and everything just goes on as normal.

to make matter worse, however, he soon realises that the place where he works at.. is RIGGHT across the street from james' house. great. wonderful. awesome, even.

and James, the bastard, eventually realises this particularly juicy piece of information when he randomly walks in on a monday morning to buy cold coffee. he catches severus wearing a work uniform and starts making fun of his Poorness. it's so exhausting, the next he goes to school and there are printed out creepshots of him taking orders from customers pasted onto the whiteboard. trust james potter to be a creep. he rolls his eyes because it isnt even that bad, but it's also annoying. (lucius looks at him with something akin to pity for the rest of the day and severus wants to pluck every single perfect piece of hair from his head) posh pricks, the whole lot of them.

he thinks james would leave him alone after that but nooo, hes just always there, trying to make jokes and falling flat. trying to distract him and make him mess up his order. tugging his hair out of his ponytail so that he has to re tie it. it's aggravating and severus thinks james would get tired of it but no, he doesnt.

so severus just gets used to his annoying presence. then for one week, james disappears. it's during the school holidays, so he doesnt see james at school either. strangely, for the whole week, his online friend doesnt answer his texts, either.

severus gets weirdly anxious, but tries to overload himself with more work and tries to finish his school projects. he texts lily and she says shes found a boyfriend and hes from severus' school. severus is happy for her.

finally, when his online friend answers, it's to say that he's run away from home and that he's staying at his friend's place. severus feels bad for him and sends him condolences and says that he's glad he's safe.

then, the week passes and one sunday morning, james enters the shop with sirius. they both look really tired and worn out. severus wants to ask questions, but he refrains and bites his lip. he doesnt want to ruin his morning with their sarcasm and hostility.

james sees him and quirks a small smile. he looks sad, severus notices, but doesnt comment. and the funniest thing ever happens. james and sirius come up to the counter to place their orders, and sirius blurts out that severus doesnt look too bad in his work uniform. theres a heavy silence and both james and severus flush, but sirius just says it like it's a fact. granted, he does look half dead, his eyebags are massive. but he still looks as hot as ever, severus notes with disappointment. he suddenly notes with mounting horror that james doesnt look too bad either. What the fuck???

after james and sirius go find a seat in a corner, severus pulls out his phone. to distract himself, he texts his online friend. and strangely, a notification sounds rings across the quiet cafe at the same time. and sirius pulls out his phone. james frowns, pouting a little. and severus shrugs it off. he sends another message. ANOTHER notification sound. strange. very strange indeed. his friend, who goes by the name of padfoot sends him something funny. and sirius is grinning at his phone.

okay.

Wait.

severus' stomach plummets. because what the actual fuck?

he sends another message. sirius' notification sound goes off again. james is irritatedly telling him to shut his phone off. sirius laughs and puts the phone back in his pocket. severus, meanwhile, is frozen. his head is spinning. because what do you MEAN sirius black was severus' second ever real friend?

sirius who was filthy rich. sirius who never missed a chance to mock him. sirius who sometimes went too far and had to be stopped by James of all people. he feels like crying. it can't be sirius black the guy whom he lowkey fancies and who is someone who would probably never look in his direction?

severus decides he knows what to do

[leithillustration]

TRC reread post 5

TRB chapters 9-12

I've spent so much time having to stop mid-dog-walk to feverishly type out quotes I want to come back to. This is definitely the problem with only having the audiobooks and not the physical copies. I am longing to fill them with Gansey-level obsessive notes and pictures. Kudos and respect to @eepybois who colour codes the notes in their copies, that is so magical. Please tell me more about your colour coding system. I am that kind of neurodivergent :D

ANYWAY, more thoughts...

Mallory

Mallory is my hero. Him ranting about the NHS is both hilarious and so real. Most realistic portrayal of a British character.

His phone manner is horrifying and brilliant.

Gansey really is that kid who gets on better with adults, isn't he. He was born aged like 45.

We Need to Talk About Ronan

Fitting that it was Noah who found Ronan 'in a pool of his own blood'. Is Noah drawn to death? Is that why he lingers with Gansey too? It all ties together so well.

How jarring must it be for Ronan to have everyone think he was trying to kill himself. And like, was he? It was technically his self conscious mind. I wonder how he sees it consciously at this point in the narrative.

The last time Ronan was found in the church, his subconscious had tried to kill him. This time it gave him Chainsaw- a 'dependent', a reason to stay alive. He needs to be needed and wanted and loved, but he doesn't know how to handle it, so he's given himself a creature whose love and dependancy he can accept more readily. He might not know it consciously, but this is the first step to him letting himself love and be loved (and you know who I'm thinking of now, right??)

'How strange that a season should be held captive in one breath of trapped air.' This is Gansey's thought as he steps into the church to find Ronan. No comments, its just a beautiful line.

Ok maybe one comment- as much as the season referred to is Spring, on another level Gansey is remembering Ronan nearly dying and all the thoughts around that, so 'season' also acts as a collective noun for all that remembered trauma.

Ronan said he found Chainsaw in his head. It has the same brilliant vibe of Noah's 'I've been dead for seven years.' Everyone is speaking their truth here, its just that no one is really listening.

Of course he takes his baby bird to school with him. Gansey's tired-mom reaction to this is priceless. He worries so much about all his kids. His love for them is constantly present and clearly unconditional. Urgh I can't even.

Noah

The poor kid is so obviously dead. Like how did I not know this first time around? I LOVE that I didn't.

'Death isn't as close as you think.'

Gansey says this to himself in chapter 12 after calling Noah to see if he's heard from Adam. It's so hilariously ironic. Noah literally signs off the call with something like 'I'm already gone, anyway'.

Noah had a girlfriend who cheated on him with Whelk?!? How do we not talk about this more??

Every time I listen to a Whelk section I am full of rage, particularly for how he describes Noah. Like he judges Noah for following him, calling him a sheep, but he also wants his loyalty. While clearly giving nothing in return. Noah deserved so much more.

Persephone!!!

So pleased to meet her properly again in chapter 11.

She had a husband or boyfriend who was either dead or overseas?? I need to know more about this!!

Her little voice and her strange appearance meaning people may misjudge her is a wonderful reflection of Adam's character too. The difference being Persephone has embraced her nature and her power while Adam wholly rejects himself.

[abihastastybeans]

Just a kiss (read here on ao3)

January @jilymicrofics prompt used: No. 4: Author

"Would you stop doing that?" Mary scoffed.

"Doing what?"

"He's not here, you can stop behaving like a wanted criminal."

"I'm not-" Lily sent an annoyed look towards her friend, while tightening her scarf around her neck. She took off her hat and dusted off the snow that had settled on it, while they walked the main street leading into Hogsmeade. "I'm just being prepared."

"Prepared to do what?"

"To run."

"You're making a big deal out of this!" Mary exclaimed, making a group of students turn around to look at them.

"You don't know what happened, Mary!" Lily whined.

"Yep. You're right," Mary looked at her sideways, "I don't."

They entered High Street and glanced at the shopfronts as they walked. Wreaths of holly decorated the doors and charmed broomsticks brushed snow off of the entrances. They followed the sound of carolers and saw a queue of students outside a book shop that sold special editions of a new Quidditch journal, signed by the author.

"I wonder if he's in there," Mary drawled.

"I don't want to find out," Lily groaned. "Urgh! They should stop hanging mistletoe around the school."

Mary stopped short. "Mistletoe?" When Lily didn't answer she came forward and grabbed her shoulders. "Lily, what exactly happened?" she asked, eyes widening in anticipation.

"Well..." Lily swallowed. "We got stuck under mistletoe."

"And how did that happen?" Mary asked with barely-restrained glee.

"I think his friends pushed him? Anyway, it was really awkward because, as you know, we're good friends now."

Mary hummed.

"We were just standing there, not knowing what to do, and then he- he just leaned down and kissed me on the cheek-" Lily continued, blushing.

"Did that work?" Mary frowned.

"Of course it didn't!"

"Right- yes. Yes, sorry-"

"-and then I grabbed his shirt, pulled him down and kissed him right on the mouth."

"You- what?"

"I know!" Lily hid her face in her hands, "I don't know what came over me. I just ran away and haven't met him since."

"Well, I still don't think this is that big of a deal," Mary laughed and linked their arms together, resuming their stroll. "I mean, you were stuck under the mistletoe! It had to be done, right? Just a little kiss."

"It wasn't as short as it had to be..." Lily mumbled hesitantly.

"I see," Mary nodded, holding back a smirk.

"Stop laughing, Mary!" Lily elbowed her. "He's my friend! He's probably really mad that I kissed him like that."

"I'm sure the poor bloke's desperately looking for you but, sure." Mary chanced a glance towards her face. "Are you sure you don't want a signed copy of that book back there?"

[justasmallbloginabigklainefandom]

Watched the Next to Normal proshot and yeah, American TV is really stingy when it comes to swear words. It's kind of funny, given the heavy topics in this show. We can discuss how Diana's tried to commit suicide while a pile of blood appears on stage, but we can't say "hell".

Anyway, here's all the changes that I noticed:

"Because you're a total loser" in the prologue, instead of "Because you're a little twat." I don't know if they just changed the line, or if this is because of the profanity filter.

"My son's a little brat" instead of "My son's a little shit" in Just Another Day.

"If they say we're not, then screw them!" instead of "If they say we're not, then fuck them!" in Just Another Day.

"Flat freaking crazy. Mental I hear" instead of "Flat fucking crazy. Batshit I hear" in Everything Else. An iconic line, you will be missed. I miss so many of these moments.

"And it means that you're gone. So you're done with this school, and get to move on" instead of "And your early admit. So you're done with this school, and all of this shit!" in Everything Else.

Natalie calling herself "one screw-up from disaster" instead of "one fuck-up from disaster" when she tries to reject Henry.

"This is one messed up seduction" instead of "This is one fucked up seduction" in Perfect For You.

"I can't fix what's messed up" instead of "I can't fix what's fucked up" in Perfect For You.

"Good. Really good" instead of "Good. Fucking good" in Gonna Be Good. I also miss this one, since it seems like it got added for the UK version.

"This is bull. Screw this!" instead of "This is fucked. Fuck this!" when Natalie runs to her room.

"What the heck" instead of "What the hell" when Natalie first takes the drugs.

And of course, the "URGH" instead of "FUCK" during the piano recital. If they had a PG-13 rating (not sure if so), then they could've kept one fuck, right? This one should've been the one.

"That seems very messed up" instead of "That seems very... fucked" when Dan hears about ECT.

"Dad, that's bull. That's bull!" instead of "Dad, that's bullshit! Fuck this!" when Natalie hears about the ECT.

And another one that will be surely missed. "I couldn't give a flying fig what's normal!" is nothing compared to "I couldn't give a flying fuck what's normal!" Fig? Really?

"This stings!" instead of "This sucks!" in Better Than Before.

"Your life has kind of stunk I think" instead of "Your life has kind of sucked I think" in Better Than Before. I actually didn't know suck is also a forbidden word in the USA. I knew about shit, fuck, hell and sometimes damn (we'll get to that), but suck?

"How messed up I can be" instead of "How fucked up I can be" in Hey #1.

"Where the stupid pieces go" instead of "Where the fucking pieces go" in You Don't Know (reprise). I expected another freaking, but we got stupid!

"Day after freaking day" instead of "Day after fucking day" in Why Stay. Welcome back, freaking!

I actually don't know if this is a line change, or a profanity filter. When Gabe comes back, Dan yells "You're kidding", whereas I am used to "Goddamnit!" And sometimes I hear that damn also gets censored, to something like darn or dang. But they kept a damn in the show (can't quickly recall where) and I also couldn't really hear what Natalie said when she realises her parents aren't at the recital, and she usually says "Goddamnit" there as well. I would've assumed this "You're kidding" were a profanity filter if it hadn't been for the other damn.

"Throwing crap down the stairs" instead of "Throwing shit down the stairs" in Hey #3/Perfect For You (reprise).

"Messed up is perfect" instead of "Fucked up is perfect" in Hey #3/Perfect For You (reprise).

There might be more, but these are the ones I noted down while watching.

[cha1cedony]

So funny story. I haven't written at all in the past two days since this post! :') I have so much work to do and have been incredibly busy. Even when I'm not busy for a few hours, I'm too mopey and stressed (about how busy I am) to write T_T I miss working on Silver Linings, and I will be back to working on it as soon as I can be.

Ch 8 will happen someday… :’) I’m stuck on this third scene. I think once I finish dragging myself through the last couple hundred words of it (and maybe also the next scene, which I think will be tricky to write), I can finally get on with everything else 🙏 I am soooo busy lately so it’s been hard. But in just over a week, my internship will be over and I’ll have sooo much more free time! Yayyyy

[project-sekai-news]

Crazy Clock Crisis?!

Hello everyone, and welcome back to Project Sekai News! I'm your reporter, Hoshino Ichika.

I'm the journalist, Tenma Saki!

And today, the editor makes an appearance~! It's Akiyama Mizuki's turn!

Who has been slacking off on her job lately!

Hey, it's not my fault! You guys aren't writing the articles!

Ahaha, we'll get to that someday...

Anyway, today's report is a bit of a weird one -

(When is it not weird?)

And it's the reason we're reporting a day late. Someone has been changing the dates and times of all the clocks in Shibuya. And not just the physical ones - even the time on computers and phones have been changed to a day and five minutes early.

I did notice that! I'd been waiting all week for the anime I'm watching to come out on Sunday, but when I checked the date it said Saturday, and I ended up missing the episode!

So the anime episode still released on Sunday... meaning we weren't all experiencing a weird timeloop!

Saki, I think you watch too much anime... timeloops aren't real.

And even if there are, we wouldn't know! Unless we were the ones trapped in it.

Urgh... kinda scary to think about, isn't it?

..We're getting off topic. The clocks and devices in Shibuya are probably not timelooping, as other Sekai's don't seem to have this problem. When I brought my phone to School Sekai yesterday, the time changed to normal - which is how I realized it was wrong.

The date change happened on Friday, I think. I remember that because Friday was unbearably long. I think when it was actual Saturday the date froze on Friday and the time moved back five minutes. But who was behind it? Did anyone notice anything strange?

Well, Onii-chan told me Wonderlands x Showtime's play got moved from Sunday to Saturday, but I don't remember there being an announcement about that... and he went to the Wonder Stage to perform on fake-Saturday-actual-Sunday. There were less people at that performance, but I thought that was because of the date of the play moved.

Well, if you think about it, it didn't really move. It was still on actual Sunday.

Kohane, did you go see the performance?

Yeah. Emu-chan told me the play had moved to Saturday on Monday. But, Saki, I didn't see an announcement on their social media or Phoenix Wonderland's... I guess they forgot to announce it?

I guess..? That's strange, though.

Hey, there's something I should mention. I was talking to Mafuyu - um, Asahina Mafuyu - last night, and Mafuyu said that her computer was still on the correct time and date, while everyone else's was five minutes early.

Huh?! Asahina-senpai's time didn't change?

Woah... the timeloop excluded her...

Saki, there's no such thing as timelo -

Hello everyone, and welcome back to Project Sekai News! I'm your reporter, Hoshino Ichika.

I'm the journalist, Tenma Saki!

And today, the editor makes an appearance~! It's Akiyama Mizuki's turn!

Today's report is a bit of a weird one - and it's the reason we're reporting a day late. Someone has been changing the dates and times of all the clocks in Shibuya.

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Emu, Rui, when are you going to tell everyone about that prank you pulled..?

Hehehe, they can wait a while~!

I can find a way to anonymously release an ominous message to the public.

Hah... at least set the time is back to normal. What about Tsukasa? Are you going to tell him?

Soon! We can't leave our future star wallowing in confusion, can we? The look on his face when we tell him will be priceless.. I should bring a camera to commemorate it.

Hehehe, he'll be all WAAGH-pssshhh bkkrr SHAAAA !!!!

Well said, Emu-kun.

Oh, also, I watched Project Sekai News' report. Why didn't Asahina-san get her time changed?

A-ah, Asahina-senpai... u-um, hehehehe ...

It would be rather troublesome for us to change her time, Nene. Quite disastrous, in fact. For that reason, we didn't change the president's time, either.

But you changed Shinonome Ena's, and she's part of the Senate...

Fufu, I'm sure she didn't mind.