#lost to a fucking dorito bitch

[pigdemonart]

Double post today cuz these doodles are time specific to whatever just happened on twitter

Hee hee

[nerdyvocals]

Final round of episode quotes as @look-at-those-niceass-rocks and I finished our final watch party. Once again, the cast and crew are in the house, so @saveourpinks, please enjoy. (You can find previous posts with more unhinged quotes here and here)

Honorable mention from before we actually started, them waking their husband up with: wake up, it's time for me to see gay shit

Second honorable mention, a conversation had while I struggled with my audio: Them: I tried to show [Husband] Merely Players last night but he was too tired Me: I can't believe your husband is homophobic Them: I AGREE Husband, distantly: I don't deserve this!

(about Buddy) God his shoulders, he's built like a Dorito

(this is specifically in reference to episode 8 but honestly, this was said multiple times throughout our watching) Me: WHAT DOES ANY OF THIS HAVE TO DO WITH COMMUNISM??? Them: It's the 50s! If it ain't American, it's communist!

Me: I love that Buddy's dad's name is Dick Them: It was a choice

(In reference to Blandiels) He makes me SO uncomfortable. Like I know that that's the point but he's so slimy-NO NO STOP, STOP KISSING HER, FUCK-!

(roughly three minutes of us screaming over Lydia's Woman Scorned (tm) dress, followed by another three minutes of us laughing at the faces everyone was making when I pause the video)

(about Susan's mom) Me: Heinous fucking bitch Them: What. A raging. CUNT.

(after we both spent a Hot Minute thirsting over Cynthia dancing on the car) Them: I talk a big game but if I was within five feet of this person, I would be just staring and stammering Husband, distantly: We know honey Them: SHUT UP

(both of us wheezing over CGI!Richie)

Cops: *show up* Us: *John Mulaney voice* SCATTER

Them: NOT THE LINE I'VE LOST THE ONE I LOVE THE MOST AS SHE PICKS UP OLIVIA'S JACKET Me: They are simply In Love

Them: He's gonna do something stupid, I can feel it. Me: You don't know the half of it! Them: He's gonna propose to a teenager! (okay maybe they do know the half of it, fuckin' prophet)

Me: *reading off episode titles as it starts storming where I am* And this one is called You're Dropping Out of Rydell- thank you dramatic thunder???

(honorable mention, me being unable to tell what was real thunder and what was from the episode)

Them: I'm not emotionally ready for this Me: Me neither and I've seen it like eight times already

Nancy: *dramatic exit* Them: She's so dramatic and I respect her and only her

Me: I love you singing along to a theme song with no lyrics Them: Sometimes I just gotta make funky little noises!

(About Nicholson) I am going to break that man's ball sack with a driver.

Them: It's giving pouty little bitch Me: Which one? (referring to Buddy and his dad) Them: Yes

Cynthia: *walks in in Richie's Jacket* Me: Hello my name is Single and Gay Them: I am not single but I am gay and I think... I don't think, I have no thoughts, head empty

(About McGee, then the scene transitions to Daniels) Them: The only adult in this school I respect- I AM GOING TO KILL HIM WITH MY BARE HANDS! Me, wheezing: What about your human hands? Them: THOSE TOO

(said in the most disgusted voice I've ever heard) Of course he likes Walt Whitman

Them: [Husband], I'm killing the pedophile, wanna help? Husband: Let's be honest, do you really need my help? Them: Someone's gotta drive the car.

Them: "Feelings central?" I bet you were feeling sensual when you were making out with Olivia-LYDIA on your couch earlier Me: ...You good there? Them: The names are too close

(Face to Face begins) Ah, dramatic acapella is my gender

Me: Once again, love how much you hate Buddy Them: He's had so many chances to earn my respect and he has done nothing!

Guardian Demon: *appears* Them: What. The fuck. Is happening? Me: BEAUTY SCHOOL DROPOUT BABEY

(@ Buddy) Them: He's not a total ding-dong. Just like 80% Me: He did just thank her (Susan) for having sex with him Them: ...85%

(About the Red Sox analogy) Cynthia giving me Gender Euphoria with one sentence

Nancy: *talking about love stories, mentions Shy Guy* Both of us: *Cackling at the full-body never mind Cynthia does*

Nancy: Tell anyone of my vulnerable nature and I will deny it until the day I die! Them: FUCKING MOOD like I know I was literally also just crying but we're gonna move past that, I'm a bad bitch again

Me: Finale time! Any thought or predictions before we get started? Them: Leonard gets arrested and as he's being taken away, he gets hit by a semi truck- Me: What is this, Mean Girls??? Them: Yes! McGee punches the principal in the face and defeats him in blood combat and cements her place as principal- Me: *slowly dissolving into horrified laughter* Them: Cynthia gets to kiss Lydia again, which is all I really need to be happy, and terrifying CGI Richie comes back and does the Macarena! Me: *can't start the episode for five minutes because I'm laughing too hard*

(Ten seconds in) PAUSE THIS I HAVE BEEF THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY OF GETTING MARRIED THAT QUICKLY IN A CATHOLIC CHURCH

(after rant) Me: Yeah but the tensions wouldn't be as high if they had six months to stop the wedding! Them: ...there are two wolves inside of me, one says valid, and one is formerly Catholic and Upsetti

Me: I want a shirt that says "I have two wolves inside of me, one of them is Catholic" and nothing else Them: *WHEEZE*

Cynthia: He's just. Some guy. Both of us, in sync: HIT HIM WITH YOUR CAR

"Old Soul" is groomer for "Fuckable"

(@ Gil climbing in through the window) Me: On the one hand, I'd fold, on the other? Terrifying! Them: YES! Me: Although I guess if I had the rapport with someone that they have?? Maybe?? Like good in media, bad in real life. Them: Gil? Yes, absolutely. Edward Cullen? Fuck no! The two genres of climbing through my window

(after the drag race) YET ANOTHER THING BUDDY DID NOT EARN

Me: Hey, do you have tissues? Them (afraid): ...should I get some??? Me: Maybe Them: I don't think I have any in the house??? Me: Ah! You're fucked!

*ten minute interlude of us crying over the Coming Out Scene, discussing what it means to both of us, and how furious we are of future generations not getting to see the best queer rep of our lifetimes if this show doesn't get saved. On that note, sign the petition if you haven't already.*

THEY STARTED BY STEALING A CAR THEY WILL SAVE THE FRIENDSHIP BY STEALING A CAR

Oh someone please hit hi- YESSSSS!!!

(at the start of All In) Me: She (Cynthia) is going to cry Them: I'm going to cry Me: I'm already crying

Me: Lydia is stronger than I am I would already be on my knees. (note I use a cane and sometimes a wheelchair, if I am on my knees I Will Not be Getting Up)

Me: Hopelessly Devoted walked so this song could fucking run Them: I WAS ABOUT TO SAY THE SAME THING

Pink Ladies: *Offer Hazel a jacket* Them: *aggressively close to the mic* That sounds very gay I'm in

Them: I cannot take my eyes off Jane. Like they are all very beautiful right now but there's something about her- Me: It's the bisexual energy Them: ...Dammit, you're right

Rizzo: We'll start our own gang! Them: With blackjack and hookers!

(Introduction of Frankie Zuko) Them: I'm sorry, HUH???

(As credits roll) Me: So, how we feelin'? Them: Normal, I am so normal, I am feeling so fucking normal about this. Me: Thoughts? Them: *incoherent screaming*

We had some much fun doing these, we decided to keep a quotes list for more movie nights. Next up, Julie and the Phantoms!

[kooksbunnnn]

Yay, my first request for a drabble. I have written two scenarios where the boys are on a camping/trekking trip along with Y/N. This is my first time writing a request, I hope it matches your expectations @jinlover7654321

Pairing: Jin × Female Reader. All BTS members have many appearances. Hehe~

Words count: 1.6k words

masterlist

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"Is that a pig?"

Your whisper guess, which was intended only for yoongi, your teammate, turned out a bit louder and filled the room with laughter. A dazzled Jin looks at you with wide and very offended eyes.

"W-What! does this look like a pig? You were not even supposed to guess!" He yells, flailing his free hand and tapping the nib of the marker on the board with read ears. The tapping makes the pig or whatever he claims it to be, get marks on its back.

"Yea, now it's kinda looking like a diseased pig, right, noona?" Jungkooks speaks with his mouth full of doritos, and you laugh sipping on your beer.

"Stop being mean to my puppy, you punk." Jin half scolds half whines at the maknae's comment.

"You can't say what the word is!" You yell with a hand pointed at Jin, making your teammates howl in victory. Jimin and Taehyung sigh in defeat as Hobi jumps up to write his teams score on the board.

"We lost again?" Namjoon mumbles with narrowed eyes and potato chips filled in his mouth as he walks in after attending a call from his mom. "Damn, so naming our team, 'the winner team' didn't even work, huh?" Namjoon mumbles as he sits down next to Jimin, who just chuckles at how his own idea failed.

"Hey, it's not my fault! They said shit to my puppy, I am a great sketcher. You guys just don't get it." Jin closes the marker with a click. He grabs the duster and starts to clean the drawing with angry thuds and pouty lips. You smile at his cuteness, wanting to squish his cheeks.

"Ha-Ha, 12 to 8 bitches." Hobi says hi-fiving Yoongi as he sips on his bear, snickering at the score. "Not you hyung, you're older than me." Hobi points at seokjin while his hand reaches for his bottle on the table. Giving another hi-five to you and Jungkook he sits back.

"Mhm, you better not be saying that to me unless you want a marker thrown at your ass."

You laugh as hobi and Jin bickered playfully for the fourth time this evening. Meanwhile, your boyfriend walks back to his team's side of the couch with stomping feet. "My turn my turn!" Jungkook yells and jumps off the couch, almost squishing you, sitting on the carpeted floor.

"Hey, careful of my girlfriend, you big monkey." Jin says with a straight face and a potato chip in his hand that paused mid way when Jungkook jumped.

"Eh." Jungkook shrugs, making Jin roll his eyes at the youngest. You chuckle at how he chews his chip scoffing. While Taehyung Jimin and Namjoom walk up to Jungkook to tell him the word that Jin chose from the paper chits, you raise your hand for some of the snack he had.

As soon as he notices you laying sideways on the carpet with a strained and raised hand, he snickers at how adorable you can be. You seem so tiny to him with that small palm of yours wanting the salted potato chips.

He almost coos at your big eyes twinkling, so he just hands you the whole packet. You mumble a tiny 'heehee' while holding the packet in your hands and then crossing your legs. Sitting back in your position, you must've felt his gaze so you turn your head and give him an air kiss nobody notices.

He smiles and acts as if he catches the kiss in the air and then eats it up. Your laugh after that action feels so heartfelt to him that even if his team has to lose for you to smile and laugh again like that? He'll do it.

Well, he kept his word to himself pretty well.

Team 'The Winner Team' lost.

•••

"This is too much, I think I might die. Who wanted to trek this whole fucking trail?" Jin whines as he sits besides you on a rock, both of you breathing heavily.

"I do!" You hear an excited Namjoon climb the trek as if he is going for a morning walk and not just resuming his another 45 min long trek.

"We have been walking for like 30 mins namjoon, I love you a lot brother but I sure will kill you next time you suggest this." Yoongi says through a heaving voice and lazy steps. Namjoon laughs at his Hyung's remark and offers him a water bottle, both walking forward.

You, on the other hand, can't relate to the men who just walked away like it's nothing. You feel really sweaty and gross, just wanting to return to your hotel. "I should've insisted on bringing Taehyung along. Why does he get to sleep and not us, baby?" You exclaim as you drop your forehead on Jin's shoulder, faking a sob.

"You are too kind towards the maknaes, angel." He pats your head and chuckles, bringing out a glucose pill box from your sling bag. He asks you to keep it in your pocket in case you feel dizzy.

"You should've eaten something heavier this morning. Why are you so stubborn, woman?" Tucking your hair behind your hair that came out of your ponytail, he hands you water to hydrate yourself and then proceeds to dab your sweat off your neck.

"You're so cute, Jin, you know that?" You say at how he cutely tries to scold you, but his smile always gives everything away.

Hearing you say that his cheeks turn red and you coo at him blushing. Shushing you with a quick kiss from which he parts almost too quickly, you kiss him again, a second longer than before.

"Ugh, get a room, guys." Jimin says as he stops right in front of you with a disgusted face, making you both giggle.

"What happened to your morning energy, Jimin? Weren't you excited in the car as well?" You ask, and he sighs, walking towards the big rock you both were sitting on, squishing himself between you two, making himself comfortable.

"Hey!" Jin swats on Jimin's shoulder as he takes a big chug out of Jin's water bottle. "I gave one to you as well, remember?" He tries to snatch it back, but Jimin moves his head sideways dodging his hand.

Handing back the bottle to you, he wipes his lips with his sleeves. "You want some glucose?" You ask Jimin, and he shakes his head. "I dont think I need glucose Noona, I think I need a good shower, an air con room and a fucking bowl of noodles."

An idea pops in your head about an escapade from this long ass trip, so you look at Jin, hoping he would get the signal as well.

"How about we go back and make them?" Jin questions Jimin while his eyes flicker towards your eyes suggestively. He raises one of his eyebrows, and you immediately understand that he wants to run back to the hotel.

You knew you loved the right man!

"Right! We could make it so the food would be ready until you guys come back. What do you say, Jimin?" Jimin looks at you suspiciously and then at Jin, who looks at him with hopeful eyes.

"Aah! Fine, go! At least somebody should get away from the green marathon," Jimin exclaims as he gets up dusting his sweatpants. "But please cook some dinner, anything with rice and meat, I need something fullfilling after this." He starts to walk away from you guys when Jungkook comes running towards Jimin.

"Hyung! This is so much fun, right? Namjoon hyung should've recommended this such a long time ago." He spreads his arms inhaling a a deep breath while you look at jimin and then exchange glances with Jin, who was judging Jungkook with a narrowed gaze. "Come on, it's a long way up!" He yells as he sprints up the hill towards Namjoon and Yoongi accompanied by Hobi.

"Kiss ass." Jimin mumbles, rolling his eyes at the maknae who runs up the hill happily like a kid.

"Nah, he looks really cute. He looks so happy, right?" You say, and Jin hums, looking at the maknae's hair bouncing as he sprints towards the others. "Yeah, he is a grown-up now." Jin looks at him with so much fondness in his eyes. You smile at him watching Jungkook.

You can see how the love and adoration for his family shine through his eyes. His compassion for his family being one of the reasons you fell for him.

"Yeah, like a big golden retriever." Jimin says and walks away from the rock, with a smile on his face as well.

After a moment, Jin sighs and turns towards you. "Let's go, we have to make dinner for the kids." He chuckles and gets up, extending his hand for you. Your smile gets wider when you see the bracelet on his wrist that hobi made for the whole group almost 2 years ago.

Taking his hand in yours, you get up. He pulls you by your waist when you get up, making you wrap your hands around his shoulders out of muscle memory. "I love you, baby." You say against his lips, pecking it once. "I love you too." He mutters and then deepens the kiss, pulling you closer, if that was even possible.

Giggling as you part from him, you hear him whine. "We have to cook dinner, baby, come on, we're gonna be late." He groans as you pull him by his sleeve but soon follows.

You go down the trail with his hand in yours, swinging it back and forth like you were some high schoolers in love.

And you were. Not high schoolers, but you sure were in love.

[ashes-writing]

stranger things  ● the new girl pt 6  ● g.emerson

warnings

angst / friends to lovers / idiots in love, bullying ( it's gross and I do not support it btw) and confrontations also high school drama and some mean girl shit here, mentions of alcohol/w**d and smoking, eventual filth, jealousy (a former friend of reader), rumors..

<- you/reader are the new girl in hawkins. you/reader are female and have female parts + a certain vibe (rich girl / 80's grunge rocker groupie ) as well as nicknames and a petname. this is a self indulgent baby. let me live lmaooo.

word count

3211 exactly. For missing context, see ( part 5 ). All previous parts are linked on their posts going backwards.

summary

-- you're the new girl in Hawkins. gareth is the boy who has caught your eye. but there are obstacles. can they be overcome?

(( ope. we have a cliffhanger maybe. ))

taglist + shoutouts

-- taglist is here if you'd like to be added, please click the bolded. or tell me, i'll add you. if you're on my tags for Eddie/Steve or others, please disregard this lmk if you want me to not tag you in Gareth fics.

@tbmunson bestie.. babes.. babe.. hear me out.. neither of us were expecting this chapter to go down but.. drama? and gareth. I love you omg, you're my inspiration.

@nana90azevedo I'm so glad you liked this. I love his character, tbh. Thank you so much!

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other links

masterlist  ● gareth's masterlist  ● about + rules

“ I saw him going into her house late Friday night. And then they left together Saturday morning. Pretty sure she fucked him because she’s been all about him since she started school here.”

Andy’s watching you and Gareth play fight over something across the parking lot. Gareth has you over his shoulder and he’s spinning you. You’re laughing and it’s loud. And when Molly says it, everything comes to a grinding halt. He turns to look at her. “You think they fucked?”

“Pretty sure of it, actually… I thought you’d.. Wanna know.” Molly’s shuffling her feet. Doing her best to look appealing to the stocky jock. Mirroring the way she’s seen you act around Gareth recently. Because she feels like if it worked for you… Maybe it’ll finally work for her. Maybe Andy will finally see her, standing in front of him. Hoping, praying and dying for a chance to be his girl.

“That all? You can go now, Moo.” Andy gives her an annoyed look and waves his hand away from him dismissively. “Go on. Go back to your little losers club.. Oh wait..” he feigns just a seconds worth of a sympathetic cringe, “They turned on you.”

“She caused it. I.. Andy, please?” she’s giving him a begging look and it’s one he finds pathetic. He chuckles. “You really want me, huh?”

“Yes.”

Andy steps closer. Staring down at the shorter girl. “I wouldn’t be with you if you were the last girl on Earth and I didn’t have a choice. You’re gross. Get lost.”

Molly’s shoulder slumps and the tears are stinging in her eyes. And as she rushes away somewhere, probably to cry, Andy turns his attention to you again. “She’d sleep with that, hm? She won’t want him anymore if I show her what a little bitch he is.”

Meanwhile, you’re trying to keep your bag of Doritos away from Gareth. And it was working, but then out of nowhere, he hauls you over his shoulder, in a show of strength that surprises you and turns you on, leaving you wet in seconds. Your breath hangs in your throat and Doritos fly from the open bag, scattering on the gravel. “You made me spill ‘em, Gareth.” you’re pouting as you try to look over his shoulder at him. Gareth is chuckling quietly. Face all red because he normally isn’t like this. But spending the weekend with you established these little… habits. And he knows that it’s Monday, that you’re at school now and maybe you don’t want him to keep at it with the playful way he started treating you, but he just can’t stop himself.

His fingers squeeze at your thighs and he bites back a groan. “You’re the one not sharin ‘em, bunny. You know I like Doritos. C’mon, just give me a few..”

“Fiiiiiine.” the word leaves your mouth in a whimper instead of normally and you want to melt right into the ground when it does. You slide down his body and hold out the bag to him, pretending to pout. “You know you probably left a handprint on my ass.”

Gareth nearly chokes on the chips he’s just reached into the bag to take because out of context.. His face burns even hotter. You step up into him and before you even stop to think that this is school and he might not want you doing it, you slip your arms into the warmth of the jacket he’s wearing over his plaid vest and Hellfire tshirt and you rest your forehead against his collarbone. Gareth’s breath hangs in his throat. And it’s about this time that Eddie, Jeff and Ethan finally see fit to arrive at school.

“It’s so chilly.” you pout up at Gareth when you’re finally not blushing too hard to look him in the eyes. “I didn’t wanna come today, y’know. We could’ve just blown it off and gone to my house.”

“Bunny, you gotta come. It’s school.”

“Unfortunately.” you’re still pouting and Gareth laughs, shaking his head. Eddie meets his gaze over your bent head and he’s rubbing his chin, amusement playing at doe eyes. “You two are cozy.”

“He’s warm. I’m not lettin go.” you answer without glancing back, your voice muffled by the front of Gareth’s plaid vest. Eddie snickers quietly. Looks at Gareth and mouths the question, “Are you really sure you want to die on the hill that she doesn’t like you, Emerson?” as he nods to you and the way you have your face resting against the side of his neck. Gareth gives Eddie a warning look and slips a handful of chips out of your bag, munching on them.

Jeff’s trying so hard to resist the urge to double over laughing because he has… Never seen Gareth this flustered. Nor has he ever seen Gareth attempt flirting in any way,shape or form except the rare stolen glance at his various hallway crushes over the years past. He clears his throat. “Are we interrupting something, man?”

Gareth flips Jeff off, gives him a warning look because he doesn’t want any of this to come to an abrupt end. You grumble about him constantly moving just when you get comfortable again and he laughs. “I told you to go to sleep before midnight.”

“You did.” you pout a little. “But I didn’t wanna.”

Gareth laughs, shaking his head. “Dunno what I’m gonna do with you, bunny.”

You shrug. You almost let it slip that you can think of more than a few things he could do with you but you manage to keep the thought safely in your head.

“What the fuck is he doing, staring over here?” you’ve lifted your head and caught Andy staring at the way you’re melted into Gareth to stay warm in the early morning chill. You scowl, stick out your tongue and raise your middle finger. “Take a picture, dipshit. It’ll last longer.”

But then you realize that it’s not just Andy staring. Because now Molly’s new little friends are all looking right at the two of you. And she gives you this hurt and angry look and you roll your eyes.

–

“She’s a slut, I’m telling you. When she’s done with Gareth, she’ll sleep with your boyfriends too. That’s totally why she moved here in the first place. I mean, she said it was just because she had to, but it was because everyone at her old school hated her.” Molly’s telling Anna, one of the popular girls who’s actually nice to her on occasion.

And it’s not true and Molly knows what she’s saying isn’t true.. But she doesn’t care. She’s just that jealous. That tired of everybody else getting everything she wants. Tired of being a target for endless teasing, everything from her weight to her sister dropping out at 16 because she got pregnant. 

“Did she say she wanted to sleep with Chance?”

“She’s not gonna announce it, Anna, be smart.” Molly rolls her eyes. “She’ll just do it.”

Anna’s watching the two of you across the parking lot and she wrinkles her nose in disgust. “It’s just.. That’s gross? Who the fuck sleeps with Gareth Emerson, ew?”

“Poor guy is going to be crushed when she gets tired of him and leaves him. How do we know that she didn’t hook up with Andy when she first moved here, get tired of him and now she’s so mean to him..” Molly knows what she’s doing could backfire on her in a big way, but she’s got the attention of two of the three most popular girls in school.

Chrissy rolls her eyes. “How do we know it’s not just Andy being gross though? Because he is and we all know it.” and her gaze lingers on Molly thoughtfully. She’s sort of sensing what Molly is up to, after all, Molly’s exactly the kind of girl who will do anything to get what she wants. Including make up a lie.

,, she did this once already when we were kids.” the thought comes and as Molly’s saying more and more, Chrissy speaks up. “Why do any of us care about any of this again? I mean… if Chance sleeps with her, that’s on him.”

“But I don’t want him to sleep with her before I give it up.”

“If you were going to lose him, Anna..” and Chrissy is not getting a good feeling at all. Because Anna’s the one who always overreacts when she panics and Molly’s using it to her advantage, if she wasn’t sure about it ten minutes ago when Molly started telling them all this for no reason and with little to no context behind it, she’s sure about that now because of the warning glare Molly gives her when she speaks up and attempts to assert a little reason and common sense into the situation.

“I don’t wanna risk it. I’m gonna talk to her.”

Anna starts to walk towards where you stand with Gareth and his friends, as well as the three girls you’re always with.

“___, I need to talk to you.”

You raise a brow but you step away from Gareth, following Anna over to the picnic tables.

“Molly told me about you. If you think I’m gonna let a little  slut like you sleep with my boyfriend… My ticket out of Hawkins at the end of the year.. You’re wrong and stupid.” Anna’s words have you laughing. Until you happen to see that she’s dead serious and then you look over at where Molly’s standing and your stomach sinks.

You know what she’s up to.

You rub the bridge of your nose. “What’d she tell you, Anna?”

Anna tells you exactly what Molly said and your fist clenches. “The hell is her problem?” you shake your head. “I don’t want Chance. Or any of those idiots, okay? Molly told you that to start something. Because she’s pissed. Andy won’t give her a backwards glance unless he’s being insulting or a total dick.”

“So you didn’t sleep with Andy?”

You nearly choke. “Huh?”

“She said that she thinks you slept with Andy when you first moved to Hawkins. But then you got bored and now you’re being mean.”

“Absolutely not. I’d light myself on fire if I had to choose between Andy and death.” you shake your head. Your stomach is churning and with a threat of a repeat of your old school and the bullshit you went through there hanging over your head, you shake your head and laugh bitterly. “I should’ve known not to say anything about the damn rumors.”

“Just leave Chance alone.” “I don’t fucking want him. Are you fucking blind? Do you not see me attempting to be with somebody?”

Anna gapes at you. “You.. you actually want that freak?”

“He’s not a freak. And yes. Yes I do.” you admit, going quiet. “I want him. Like.. I think I might be in love with him.” and you’re feeling worse now because you just have a feeling.. Everything is gonna end up like it was at your old school. And by the time the rumor mill puts in it’s days work, Gareth’s not even going to be able to look at you without being totally disgusted, assuming every wild and crazy thing that gets said is true.

Because that’s how it always goes.

What you don’t realize is that Anna’s not the only one who heard your little confession.. Or any of the other things Anna asked you about. Or your answers.

–

Gareth is frozen, rooted in place. And he’s listening intently, getting angrier and angrier on your behalf with everything Anna seems to be accusing you of. But when she asks you if you really want him, he’s tempted to walk away. Because he feels like he’s better off not knowing the answer, he doesn’t want to hear you laugh.

But he can’t walk away.

When he hears you answer her question, it’s like everything going on around him disappears. His brain is frantically trying to process what he’s just heard you say out of your own mouth. And even hearing you say it doesn’t stop those pesky pessimistic little voices from taunting him that you have to be lying, maybe you don’t want to tell the truth because there’s the risk that he’ll find out.

This could be a long con, after all.

And he could’ve gone on believing it until you tell Anna totally unprompted that you think you might love him.

“Fuck.” the word slips out quietly and his hand settles against thick curls as he takes a very shaky next breath. Anna’s walking away now and you slip off the top of the picnic table, glaring at where Molly stands in anger.

Your fist clenches and unclenches.

Gareth is still making an attempt to process what he’s just heard you say so when you rush past him heading straight for Molly’s direction, he doesn’t try to stop you.

“Oh shit.”

“Okay, I think we need to get over there.”

“Or.. hear me out.. We could let ____ kick Molly’s ass. We could let her learn a lesson this once.”

“What lesson, Adi? That she can’t be an ugly person on the inside and the outside? She needs to pick a battle?” Edith asks.

“Edie, that was mean. And she’s not ugly, no one is. She just has a really nasty attitude.” Maria and Adeline say it in unison.

“She’s a bitch. Remember when she pulled this shit in second grade and got Chrissy in trouble? Because Chrissy was nice enough to invite her to her birthday party but then every time she tried to include her, Molly was just mean about it? Yeah, she deserves every single second of this.” Edith points out calmly.

Molly turns around and spots you, smirking. “Speak of the devil.”

You shove her back as soon as you’re within reach. “Go on, Molly. Tell everybody all at once. Right now. Let’s get this over with. Let’s settle your problem.” you’re shoving her again because you’re furious… and hurt. Because you told them about the rumors in the first place because you thought you finally had friends you could trust.

“I didn’t do anything!”

“Lying bitch.” you’re going for your earrings. “Come on, Molly. Tell everybody else what you told Anna. Like you think it’ll fucking bother me.”

“Ladies! In my office, Right now.” Principal Coleman calls out as soon as he spots the brewing confrontation. Molly shoves you back and she’s glaring at you. “I hate you.”

“You’re a bitch.” you shove her back. She raises her hand to slap you and you catch her wrist in your hand. 

“Now, ladies.” Principal Coleman’s patience is wearing thin, you can hear it in the man’s voice. You turn and walk away, shoving through everyone to walk into the building. And you’re at least eighty five percent sure that the second you’re done in his office, you’re going home.

Because you’re not going to sit around and let it happen again. And you’re really not interested in spending an entire day fighting, either.

–

“Gareth? You okay, dude? What the fuck happened?”

Gareth rubs his hand over his face. “Shit.”

“What?”

“We need context, man.” Jeff speaks up.

“She..I.. There’s no way. She told Anna she thinks she loves me. I need a fucking minute, guys..” Gareth finally grumbles.

You shove past everyone and disappear into the building and Gareth takes off after you because now that it’s all sinking in for him, he’s well aware that you’re probably already assuming the absolute worst outcome. Because you’re similar to him when it comes to that.

–

Class has already started by the time Principal Coleman finally gets to the bottom of what happened outside. And you’re just glad the hallways are empty and you don’t have to look anybody in the eye. You can just slip out quietly.

And you do. Fuming and wiping away tears as you make your way back to your parents house. Because you’re angry and hurt, all in one.

The thing that bothers you the most in all this is that you were finally starting to feel happy. You were working up the nerve to write Gareth a letter and slip it in his locker. You were this close to having friends..

“And now I know why I don’t trust anybody. It’s my own fault, I never should’ve told them anything in the first place.” you shake your head as you step into your parents house and  toss your backpack at the floor, bending down to toe off your shoes.

–

Gareth hasn’t been able to stop thinking about what he overheard you tell Anna that morning for the whole day. And lunch rolls around. He’s waiting outside the classroom for you to come out because he’s slowly working up the nerve to bring it up. To tell you he heard what you said. To tell you he feels the same.

The door opens and Edith walks past. When she spots him leaned against the wall and waiting like usual, she doubles back. “Do you know where ___ went? I haven’t seen her since this morning..”

“Wait.. she wasn’t in class? Shit.” Gareth rubs his hand over his face and takes a deep breath or two. “She probably left.”

“Why? Molly’s a lying bitch and everybody knows it now because me and that cheerleader, Chrissy? Yeah, her.. We told everybody the whole story in homeroom. Because Molly needs to learn to keep her fucking mouth shut. The girls got so mean she left crying, dude..”

Gareth grimaces. “Yeah, but so did ___.”

Edith rubs her face. “Probably because she thinks we’re all gonna believe the bullshit, man. Because she pretends she’s tough and everything, she really isn’t.” 

“I know.” Gareth answers, dragging a hand over the back of his head. “I’m going over there.”

“After school. Give her time to calm down a little.” Edith gives him a grateful look. “I’m gonna get Adeline and Maria, we’ll go call from the payphone. Because if she thinks for one second she’s going to ditch us to deal with the assholes in this place, she’s wrong. I’m going to give her a piece of my mind.”

Gareth laughs. “Yeah.. do that.”

“Hurt her, Emerson, I’m breaking your knee caps.” Edith calls out to him before walking away, rushing down the hall to catch up to Maria and Adeline, your other friends. 

“Your girl left, man. She slipped out after she left Coleman’s office. I was gonna stop her but she looked pretty pissed.” Eddie speaks up from beside him. Gareth nods. “Don’t blame her.”

“You should probably go.”

“I’m going. I’m going after school though because I think she needs space… And I’m still wrapping my head around.. You know..”

“Don’t be a pussy, Emerson. Go.”

Gareth mulls it over. Eddie speaks up. “I’ll stall the meeting this afternoon,dude.”

“But we literally just told Wheeler and Henderson we weren’t postponing for that Sinclair kid.”

“And we’re not postponing. We’re just starting a little later.” Eddie shrugs. “Go already.”

“I’m going.” Gareth takes off for the doors at the end of the hall that lead out to the parking lot.

[test23-24m]

Noooo New Moon is slowly having one more thing in common like Pomni. HE'S LOSING IT.

the other thing is that unfortunate actions happened with both of them and they lost his memories. Unlike Pomni, he had a way of people reminding him of what happened prior his memory loss.

Also, fuck off, you dorito headed bitch. Your 144 days (I think) of being dead made me have another favorite villan. If you really wanted to still be my favorite, you shouldn't have died. (My fav now is Stitchwrait, btw)

[auseryoumayknow]

Just some Hermitcraft incorrect quotes!

Mumbo: the moon looks beautiful, doesn’t it?

Scar, looking at Mumbo: yeah, but do you know who’s more beautiful?

Scar and Mumbo: *sighs in unison* Grian…

Xisuma: But when all hope seemed lost, I had an epiphany!  Xisuma, earlier: I'm going to throw myself into the sea

Docm77, to GeminiTay: How do you tell someone politely you want to hit them with a brick?

*ZombieCleo rushes by with an armful of water bottles*  Welsknight: What's going on?  Zedaph: ZombieCleo wouldn't drink water.  Welsknight: ...And?  Zedaph: And I asked them how fast they could chug an entire bottle.  ZombieCleo, loudly: 16 OUNCES IN TEN SECONDS, BITCHES!

GeminiTay, walking into their house: Hello, people who do not live here.  Xisuma: Hey.  TinfoilChef: Hi.  Jevin: Hello.  BdoubleO: Hey!  GeminiTay: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only!  Scar: We were out of Doritos

Grian: The ‘how the fucks’ and 'why are you so dumbs’ don’t matter. All that matters is that I have a new gun.

Tango: I’ve invited you here because I crave the deadliest game...  Scar, nodding: Knife Monopoly.  Tango: I was actually going to play Russian roulette, but now I'm really interested in whatever knife Monopoly is.

[tricornonthecob]

LK 102: The Sulfa Intolerable Acts

(pt1) (pt2) (pt3) (pt4)

Why the fuck does Lt Brampton have such a vendetta against these kids.

OMFG GET A ROOM YOU TWO also goddamn does that 14/15 year old have the proportions of a dorito.

Ah yes, the moment the Chaos Boi opens up and shows even more how much he is a Softboi. 11 year old me did not stand a chance.

oh my GOD THIS GUY HAS SUCH GOOD EQUITATION???

LOL nevermind

Ok but why is this scene going so hard. You can see the shadow where the dude's hand crosses into the light shaft. This is screaming for a redraw.

OH GOD BB JAMES

James watch out ya girl is *catching feelings*

I'm sorry this scene just about killed me as an 11 year old and its killing me now as a 31 year old.

why are his fingees so elegant. Also the animators tried REALLY hard in this frame. His proportions and anatomy aren't wonky, the foreshortening looks correct, they detailed his fucking nose, his fucking pupils are pointed in the same direction and also look like they're focusing on her, the way one ear sticks out because his head is cocked a little (even when he's being sweet he's sassy,) the way his hair is asymmetrical in a way which makes sense to gravity. The expression matches the voice acting!!

They even tried really hard in these sets of frames, too. So did the voice actor tbh.

But also OH GOD THE EMPATHY. She feels like shit for complaining about a piece of jewelry, especially to someone she's roasted before about being uncouth and uncivilized, but instead of calling her shallow like she probably expects, James instead, very gently and softly, shares that he also has a piece of jewelry he wears to remind him of lost family and shows that despite them having such different backgrounds they're really not all that different.

AND THE FUCKING HARP FLOURISH AT THE END??? How THE FUCK is this not setting everything up for the two of them to get together????

I don't know why the way they animated James here kills me but it killed me back then, too. Maybe its the confidence? Maybe its still the rush from witnessing a soft moment between two people catching feels for each other??

Lady Phillips I understand the situation is really tense for the Frillips Polycule but you are going to lose oxygen by constantly gasping for breath like that.

Your honor he's tearing this ethically non-monogamous family apart!

awww shit the Bard with 20 Charisma's about to roll with advantage

CC is wrong, he said "I Thank Mr. Wedderburn for everything he has said against me." but OH MY GOD THE DRAMA, the guy looks like in the moment he's realized what he's done, but then the pain of whatever drama went on in their relationship clouds him over once more and he is swallowed whole by a mad thirst for revenge.

They're both just like "BITCH WHAT IS YOU DOING"

"My country is America" These two are so overjoyed and relieved, but like, clearly what Benji Franx is saying can be construed so hard as Genuine Treason, so him arguing that he isn't a British Subject because the Vibes Of It All logically wouldn't hold much water in that court, so why are they relieved/overjoyed? Is Lady Phillips secretly a Whig and totally supportive of American Independence? Honestly I think she is. She wants to see the system overhauled and burnt to the ground.

Donkey Kong Country

This fucking madlad. The confidence of knowing how to make a getaway in a cask makes me think he's done this before.

How are they still conscious.

yeah girl, take command!

"y'all bitches FUCKIN' LEFT ME HERE???"

Lt. Brampton is so fucking smarmy.

fuckin raycisssts

Moses about to cry and tbh so would I

To be continued

[afr0-thunder]

[Poor Chronicles Pt. 24]

Topics: Wrestling/Savings/Phone/Shopping/Weed/Racism/Work/Housemate Hostility/More Work/“Love”(Lust) Interests/Meet-Cutes/“Love” Triangles [Ending “In shorts”]

I forgot to mention, Saturday, I got home and WOW (Women Of Wrestling) was on the CW. I was so excited. Not only because I haven’t watched professional wrestling (or is it considered amateur?) in YEARS, but because some of these girls were really HOT! It was good though.

Savings: $135 > $140

I have acquired service. I had to leave the store and walk like 30+ blocks back to my house and go into my monthly expenses (more than I thought it would be). There’s a store closer to me, but I told her I’d be back and nearly 3 and a half hours later, there I was. I received almost 2 months of service for the price of one. I was watching Instagram stories with the sound on and my housemate walked into the kitchen looking confused. I locked my phone and spent the rest of the night watching stories and tik toks with the volume lowered. I don’t want to tell her I have service, I considered not giving a fuck, but I don’t want her to further keep track of my expenses. I’ll wait a bit longer.

I stopped at the clothing store. I just wanted to look around. I wanted to get a Chicago White Sox shirt, but I hate white people and the color white was in the shirt. I DID stumble upon this Ralph Lauren Polo sweater. Haven’t seen one I liked since about 2015, it was my favorite color and about $330. I almost bought it too. This one only had a medium and an XL (or 2XL, I forgot). I estimated $80 - $150 before I checked the tag…$138.00. That is almost as much as my savings. I left the store immediately after. I previously said I wouldn’t make any unnecessary clothing purchases, as I haven’t totally debuted my other clothes. I said to myself, “I may get this later. In the coming weeks or months, I want to make sure I will have enough to be ahead in my monthly expenses.”. It may not be there in a month. I’ve decided to get it after my next pay. A Christmas gift to myself. I haven’t gotten many in the past 6 years. Maybe a couple in 2020. This will affect being ahead in December’s monthly expenses, so I will be having mostly (or only) ramen noodles in the coming weeks. It has all the colors of my new color theme, but it has a small bit of orange (which indirectly relates). I hate it still, but something told me, “One of your bitches will think it’s cute…”.

This may also halt my return to smoking weed, unfortunately.

My managers and some coworkers keep asking what I spend my money on. I think my head coach keeps wondering since I told her I never leave home really. I also lost a lot of weight in June/July when I started dieting because I quit my daily 120+ push ups a few months earlier. I think they thought my increase in pay at the time meant I was doing drugs. ONLY reason I dislike the job, the subtle racism of my head and assistant coach. I started being scheduled less after. NOW, I bring it up because every time a shift I try to pick up gets denied, someone asks about what I spend my money on. I think they think I’m a drug dealer, but I’m not clearing up SHIT! Fuck that.

I made some nachos (with Doritos) last night. After I made Bowl 3/3, my housemate said, “Mmm, what’s that? It smell gooood!”. I was thinking, “Bet it do smell good bitch, but it don’t smell like the Wi-Fi back on. Seeing as though I had to get cell phone service today.”. I just let it go. I may not be cooking again soon though. Nothing major. Ground turkey mixed with jarred salsa con queso. Looked like chili, pissed. Maybe I needed more cheese so it was more yellow and thicker, but at least the queso was warm. Still responding to the hostility.

Worst day of my life was Friday. I found out my favorite coworker smokes cigarettes. My next favorite coworker, who I said I could never fuck because her attitude sucks, asked me if she should quit today. I told her I would come to her house everyday and make her come back…I don’t even know where she lives, but I’m serious.

The manager, who I said I could never fuck ALSO, looked thick today. First time her ass has caught my attention in a while. I noticed her eyeing me when I was “interviewed”, but caught her flirting with this other guy (now fired) after my 2nd week. Probably because I wasn’t paying her attention. I have deflected compliments for almost a year now (and played dumb). I may throw her a bone (fuck up her life) now.

When I left, I passed this girl who I see every few weeks or so, who works for a non profit organization. She usually asks about my salad (which discontinued one of my favorite ingredients today) that I’m demolishing or makes the quickest 6 second conversation because I don’t stop. She almost starts “flirting”, but I don’t think she has much interracial dating experience (and she’s at work). It almost seems like she doesn’t think her pick up lines will work and gets discouraged. She’s oddly cute though.

I want to talk on the Phone/FaceTime someone(‘s girlfriend), so we can talk about how she hates him and I can leave her on paused while I watch Tik Toks. Or FaceTime me when she’s drunk (I stopped drinking entirely over a year ago). It would be nice if my other phone had service so I don’t have to, but she’ll be fine. I do have a hotspot, but how long would we be on the phone? Preferably long distance, but I don’t drive, so it’s all long distance since almost anyone would be over an hour away. I would do it with my new “favorite” coworker (TBD), D is for “Destroyed”, because every other one has pissed me off, so far, but we’re not close like that.

There’s this other girl (far fetched), but I don’t know her like that and her and her boyfriend are “in love”…my least favorite thing about her. I know she’s interested, but her attachment to him disgusts me. I know it will never end. In the end, I’m not mad. It’s just fucking and I know we click more, but I don’t interfere with those kinds of attachments.

In short, this was supposed to be 4 to 5 paragraphs and I wasn’t even going to post a chronicle today, but I felt that today could provide a great story.

- MH (2023)

[10/23/2023 - 8:59PM]

[aslitheryprinx]

It's finished!!! Here is my Summer Exchange gift for @forgetful-dorito! I hope you enjoy 💖

Prompt: Vacation

@mcyt-gt-events

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Camping Trip

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Ranboo took a deep breath. The wind had just a hint of chill to it, but the sun danced on his skin, keeping him from getting cold. Ranboo hadn’t been camping since he was a kid, and he’d never gone on his own before. 

Well. He wasn’t quite on his own. 

“Can we come out yet?” came a muffled voice. 

Ranboo smiled, pulling back his pocket. Nestled comfortably inside were his two best friends, looking like they might die of boredom. As far as he knew, fairies were pretty much immortal. But they were far more susceptible to things like boredom. Tommy and Tubbo were, at least. 

“I think we’re past the tree line now,” Ranboo answered, turning to peer the way he’d come. There was nobody in sight; it was probably safe for the fairies to fly around. 

Tommy was already leaping for the lip of his pocket. Ranboo slowed a little, so his walking didn’t unbalance his friend. The feathered fairy pulled himself up and out, launching into the air with a shout of excitement. 

Tubbo pulled himself halfway out of his pocket, then stopped, leaning halfway out. The shorter fairy’s arms stuck out slightly, and Ranboo tried to hide his smile. 

“You don’t want to stretch your wings?” the human asked. 

“Nah,” Tubbo said with a yawn. “I’ll wait until we get a bit closer. You can carry me until then.” 

“Wow, I’m starting to think you only keep me around as transportation.” 

“Got to make use of your long legs,” Tubbo teased. 

A dull thud made Ranboo jump. He glanced up to see Tommy hanging from a tree branch, looking slightly dazed. 

“Are you ok?” He asked between laughter. 

“No thanks to you,” Tommy replied once he recovered. 

The fairy shook himself, his feathers poofing up. He was in the air a second later, laughing and diving through the air like he didn’t just slam into a tree. 

“Watch where you’re going, dumbass!” Tubbo called. 

“I think that might be a lost cause,” Ranboo tried his best to track Tommy’s flight through the air, but he was too quick to follow. 

“I know what I’m doing, bitch,” Tommy said. He dived down in front of Ranboo, flashing his middle finger. 

Thud. 

“It’s going to be a long day,” Tubbo said with a sigh. 

***

Tommy tired himself out long before they reached the campsite. He settled onto Ranboo's shoulder after a few minutes, his feathers tickling the human's neck. 

Tubbo buzzed lazily around his head while he walked, occasionally landing on his head for a break. His insect-like wings got tired more often than Tommy's bird-like ones, Ranboo knew. 

As they walked, Tommy tried to drag Ranboo into a game of I-spy, something he'd taught the fairies during their first road trip together. Half of Ranboo's attention was on the game, while the rest of his focus went towards spotting the small trail that led to their campsite. 

After a few more minutes of walking, he saw a familiar path, barely visible through the trees. 

"I spy the path to our campsite," he interrupted his small friend. 

Both of the fairies perked up at this, Tubbo coming to land on his other shoulder. 

"Finally," Tommy groaned, "we've been walking forever." 

"We?" quipped Ranboo. 

His friends snickered and he rolled his eyes, turning to follow the trail. 

Ranboo was hit with a rush of nostalgia as he ducked under a tree into the little clearing that they would be using as a campsite. 

"It looks just how I remember it," he muttered. 

Tommy and Tubbo had apparently gotten bored of his shoulders, taking off in tandem. They darted around the area, exploring every nook and cranny. He watched them go with a smile, shrugging off the bag that held their camping supplies. 

"It's a little small," Tubbo said, sounding unimpressed. 

"What the fuck, Tubs?" Tommy replied, instantly offended. "This place is cozy! It has atmosphere, it has aesthetic." 

"There's more room in the house," the shorter fairy said. 

"The whole point of camping is that we're not indoors," Ranboo said, amused by their argument. "Who cares if the house has more room?" 

"I do," Tubbo muttered, barely loud enough for Ranboo to hear. There was a smile on his face, though, so Ranboo knew he wasn't too annoyed with the campsite. 

"Ok, I just gotta… set up the tent," Ranboo said, kneeling down to unzip the bag. 

"We can help," Tommy said, landing on Ranboo's hand. 

"You'll help," Ranboo said flatly. "With the tent that's like a hundred times your size?" 

Tommy nodded earnestly. Ranboo saw the shit eating grin on his face, though; he wasn't fooling anybody. 

"Of course, big man," Tubbo chimed in, zipping in front of Ranboo's face briefly. He sounded gleeful, like he was barely holding back a laugh. "We'll be such a big help. Can't let you do all the work on your own." 

Ranboo held back a sigh. One downside of being best friends with two fairies was that they were constantly pulling 'pranks.' Whether or not Tommy and Tubbo's tricks could really count as pranks was up for debate. Mostly they just did their best to be annoying or get in his way whenever he was trying to do something. 

"Of course, I'm so grateful for the help," he said through a sigh, sarcasm dripping from his voice. The two fairies exchanged grins, and his torment began. 

After half an hour, the two fairies managed to make no progress on the tent. Instead they sent a total of three tent spikes flying through the air (one almost hitting Ranboo), tangled the tent so badly Ranboo wanted to die, and got buried in the fabric of the tent, needing to be fished out by their friendly neighborhood human. Only then, when they emerged with mussed hair and rumpled clothes, did they give up and let him actually set the tent up. 

"We totally could have done that," Tommy grumbled from a nearby rock. 

"Yeah if we wanted to actually work," Tubbo pointed out. 

"God forbid that happen," Ranboo said with a snort as he pushed the last tent spike into place. 

It had been harder than he remembered- probably because he'd never done it on his own- but the tent was up. And, honestly, it looked pretty good. He beamed with pride. 

"Is it going to be big enough?" Tubbo asked from the rock. "I mean, you're like an entire tree tall and it's pretty small." 

"Well," Ranboo said, peering inside. "It's built to fit three average sized people. So one tall person and two tiny ones should fit just fine." 

"If not you'll just have to curl up like a turtle."

"What? Turtles don't curl up," Tommy said, giving Tubbo a weird look. 

"Yeah they do! They suck their legs and head into their shell like thwip and curl up!" Tubbo argued, doing his best to demonstrate. 

Ranboo crawled into the tent and laid down. He was able to spread his limbs like he was a starfish. If it weren't for the fact that there was no padding on the bottom, it would be comfortable. 

"No curling up or turtling needed," he called. "It's a perfect fit." 

Both fairies flew inside. Tommy landed directly on his forehead, while Tubbo hovered about a foot above his head. Ranboo held back a sneeze from the feathers tickling his nose. 

"So we have a tent now. What's next?" Tommy asked. 

"Now we start a fire," Ranboo said, grinning. 

"Arson!" Tubbo shouted gleefully.

***

Despite the two very chaotic fairies urging him to light the nearest tree on fire, Ranboo did not, in fact, actually commit arson. Or… ecoterrorism? He wasn't sure what intentional forest fire starting would be, but he was very sure it was a crime. 

For fairies, Tubbo and Tommy weren't very concerned about nature. They reluctantly accepted the controlled burn of a campfire, however, and settled next to it for the next activity. 

"Now for the best part," Ranboo said. "S'mores!" 

"Snores?" Tubbo questioned. 

"S'mores," Ranboo repeated a little more clearly. He dug through the bag, pulling out two unopened packages of marshmallows, a sleeve of graham crackers, and two giant bars of chocolate. 

The fairies listened with rapt attention as Ranboo explained the glorious process of making s'mores. He grabbed a stick and stuck a marshmallow on the end to demonstrate, and patiently began toasting it to a golden brown. 

"You can set them on fire too," he said as Tubbo and Tommy grabbed their own, using the package of mini marshmallows he'd found. He had a feeling they might not have enough patience to slowly roast theirs.

It turned out s'mores were hard to make for fairies who were only a few inches tall. Ranboo broke off pieces of graham cracker and chocolate as small as he could, but Tommy and Tubbo's s'mores still ended up bigger than their heads. They seemed thrilled with this though, both demolishing their s'mores within minutes. 

Ranboo happily ate his own s'more, delighted at the perfect gooeyness of the marshmallow. He watched with no small amount of amusement as the two fairies worked together to roast one of the bigger marshmallows- the ones that were the same size as one of them. 

He ended the night with sticky hands and face, but Tubbo and Tommy were covered head to toe in melted marshmallow. 

After the fire died down, Ranboo crawled into the tent, now complete with a sleeping bag. The long walk had finally caught up to him and he was ready to sleep. 

He expected Tommy and Tubbo to be up a bit longer, but they walked into the tent a few minutes later, trailing sticky residue as they went. 

"Can't even fly," Tubbo said through a yawn. His wings fluttered a couple of times to demonstrate his point, the marshmallow guts keeping them stuck together.

Tommy didn't even talk, looking half asleep already as he leaned on Tubbo. Ranboo gave a huff of laughter. He'd forgotten how quickly the two tiny fairies had sugar crashes.

"So, how do you like camping?" He asked drowsily.

"Mm 's pog," Tommy muttered. 

The feathered fairy then flopped down directly on Ranboo's face, starting to snore seconds later. Ranboo suppressed his laughter, gently lifting Tommy off of his cheek and settling him on his neck. The marshmallow made his hand stick, and he resigned himself to being stuck to his friend until morning.

"This was really nice," Tubbo said quietly as he laid next to Tommy. His voice started to trail off as he drifted to sleep. "I like the forest and the fire and the s'mores… thank you for taking us here." 

Ranboo felt a rush of warmth. He'd been so nervous that Tommy and Tubbo would be bored by something as mundane as camping. He was glad those fears were unfounded. 

This place held so many special memories from his past. And now, he'd created new memories with his two best friends. Ranboo drifted off to sleep, happy he'd shared this place with them. 

[lnkedmyheart]

Its so weird that the Tales of devs are so hung up on making Zesty the worst thing in the world because of how much they fucked up with trying to backtrack and how much of a whiney mess the dude bros side of the fandom became.

"we wanted to gain back the lost trust from Zestiria" bitch, you wanted to gain back the lost trust??? All your games at least felt inclusive with some space for identification for lgbt folk with subtext and stuff. Zestiria was as close to a canon mlm romance one could get from the entire franchise. There were no jokes at the expense of women and they all had an existence and character outside of the men. Even Berseria had a lot of subtext and despite everything that I dislike about it, had strong af characters. You took Arise and completely removed the entire concept of subtext and space for interpretation and made it het as fuck.

Also zestiria's story and mechanics problem? Yea many games have that but I don't see it being blown as out of proportion as this game. It wasn't that bad at all.

Look I don't care if you like arise and what have you, my problem is the devs need to stop blaming a game that a lot of people love for personal reasons for lost trust when it all only happened because of bad marketing, bad backtracking, bad damage control AND bad dicksucking of the deranged Alisha simps who can't write a narrative cause their hands are stuck in their dorito bags for the anime adaptation.

God when will this zestiria slander end. Why the fuck is it that the surprisingly progressive and wholesome game gets so much hate when its no worse than any other semi mediocre game?

[domesticblisss]

a deserted road at 2am in the morning, with a broken down car with Grayson Waller 🥰😘

a deserted road at 2am in the morning, with a broken down car

location drabble prompts

“yo, babe. wake up.” it’s what i hear as i feel grayson gently shake me.

“i’ve told you to not call me that. what is it?”

“i’ve got good and bad news. which one do you want first?”

“just spill it, grayson.”

“bad news is that the car broke down and good news is that i was able to pull us to the side of the road.”

i finally opened my eyes and was met with grayson’s yellow smile.

“what?” my voice clearly not transmitting what i am feeling.

“yeah, car broke down!” the dumbass tells me with a smile on his face.

“dude it’s–“ i turn my phone on and it shows me it’s 01:59am, “grays– grayson it’s 02:00am dude, what the fuck!”

“i’ve already called the insurance company and they’ll arrive in a few, no worries.”

“no worries? NO WORRIES? we are on the side of a deserted road at 2 in the fucking morning, yeah i’m not going to be worried at all.”

“it’s fine, babe. we can talk, get to know each other better! why don’t we play 20 questions?”

i lost it right there, started laughing like a maniac, which lasted for what felt like some good five minutes. poor grayson staring at me the whole time.

“what is it?” he asked.

“the day we got paired together, duke said that i’d hate you. guess he’s right.” i say between laughs.

grayson’s demeanour changed completely, the cheeky boyish smile was long gone, replaced by a sad frown that i would never imagine seeing.

“i’m sorry. i didn’t mea–“

“no it’s ok, i’m annoying sometimes.”

“you’re not. we’ve been driving all day long, and i’m extremely tired and i turn into a major bitch when i’m tired. i’m sorry. also i’ve watched one too many true crime videos so…” i shrugged and started laughing, him joining me.

hunger starts creeping in and i grab my phone to check if there’s any stores open near us.

“there’s a 7-eleven in like, a five minute walking distance from us, what do you say we go get some greasy food?”

“let’s go, babe.”

bags of cheetos and doritos, a bunch of chocolates and a few bottles of coke and water later, we make our way back to the car. we talked the whole walk back, finally having our little impromptu 20 questions game.

his favourite colour is green, the colour of sydney’s beaches, which is also what he misses the most about home (besides his family), and that he really likes space jam.

just as we got back to the car, the insurance company’s tow arrived.

“see babe, i told you they wouldn’t take long”

“yeah, they didn’t.” i smiled at him. “what do you say we continue this game at breakfast?”

it was now his turn to smile.

[musings-n-memes]

Demondice: “Shut Up, Get Happy” (EP) Starters

[Content warning for mental illness and depression. Change pronouns as needed.]

wanting, getting, wanting

“What is a man to a king, and a king to a god?”

“What is a god to a devil putting up a facade?”

“I need an outlet now.”

“I gotta write this down.”

“It’s been a minute since we had a chat.”

“Success is a bitch.”

“Why complain that your luck ain’t the best, when you’re rich and you’re famous and fucking depressed?”

“Got a couple ins and outs, that don’t involve crashes.”

“Did you want fiction? Addiction? A public mental snapping?”

“You ready to rattle some bones?”

“To bad you ain’t a keeper.”

“Just pretend it’s nothing, an endless wanting, getting, wanting.”

“I’ll always be wanting, wanting more.”

“I’m still a fucking basket case.”

“I say I’ll keep on trucking, but the fact is cars don’t run in space.”

“I’m feeling angsty, and thankless, and like I fell from grace in zero gravity.”

“The crowd is waiting.”

“My internal rating is, well, kinda shady.”

“I paint a pretty little image, it looks great from a distance, blacking out the spell that gave this nobody an existence called ‘luck.’”

take the bait

“I don’t got the time, or the patience, or bank slips.”

“When you die though, it ain’t shit.”

“Would you like a crisis?”

“I am not your daughter, your wife, or your role model.”

“You ain’t my boss or my mom or my dad.”

“You gotta reassess if this shit makes you sad.”

“Why they gotta beat on us? Just ‘cause they be bored?”

“Wipe that Dorito dust off your keyboard.”

“Give it a thought or two.”

“I am as odd as you.”

“I can not deliver even half what they promise you.”

“No don’t get angry, listen that’s what they want.”

“Isn’t that how they hunt?”

“The chains of fame have my brain flying much higher than desired.”

“She’s gonna bitch and whine about being famous?”

“You do not get to turn around and deflect half where the blame is.”

“I tell myself that life is good.”

“Turn the noise down, drown it out.”

“Keep your voice down, never shout though.”

“Shut up and eat your food, girl.”

“I’m an android mumbling, got no swag.”

“Your obsession with professionalism is staggering.”

“What kind of lifestyle are you imagining?”

“What kind of stress do you think I’m managing?”

“We gotta shut the hell up, and not say a god damn word while the rest of the world gets to be heard.”

“Shit is absurd, I’m done.”

“Gotta have fun while shit’s burning.”

“Back in the day, I was like you.”

“That don’t take away a bitch’s right to complain, we straight?”

“I wanna get the fuck away now.”

“But I didn’t say that.”

“Nope, didn’t say that.”

“Tell you for the last time that I never fucking said that.”

“If this is the only time that I can snap back, Im’a cross the line.”

“Can I get an amen?”

dark hour

“I can’t relax at all these days. I haven’t for the longest time.”

“I’m paused, suspended like an apparition, without a moving on condition.”

“Don’t run away with me, I’m a lost cause.”

“Time has never really been on my side.”

“No heaven for the sins of my pride.”

“In just another moment, the dark hour beckons, and that’s just where I’ll hide.”

“Wanna be under wonder’s spell, lost in a diamond crusted realm inside of a jewelry box mind.”

“While looking straight into those eyes, can never really seem to read you.”

“I’d black out for a chance to breathe you.”

“Fame is a muzzle and I can not fight back.”

“Somehow the world is turning, the moon stays alight and the sun still burning.”

“My world’s the last thing on my mind.”

fake ass gold

“The horror stories come true, unless you got more than intent.”

“Your starting reps are poorly written.”

“The speed of the climb is keeping young minds hopeless.”

“The hard earned pennies and dimes, and nickels of ‘common sense,’ of youngin’s searching for more become a living expense.”

“The world’s a nasty place of happy faces painted on masks, and if you say it unironically, the internet laughs.”

“The straight and narrow isn’t fair though, got two lose-lose paths.”

“The method ain’t special, it’s math, you know?”

“You had your riches, then you kissed them goodbye for lies and pyrite skies.”

“Thrive, survive, you are alive.”

“Don’t let them tell you two and two makes five.”

“Why should it alarm you?”

“Suddenly karma hit me smack in the face.”

“Life never goes how you planned it.”

“I put my share of shame to rest, but I chose my own coffin.”

“I should’ve paid you what I owed you and said ‘thank you’ more often.”

“God forgive me if this shit outlives me, damn, it just might.”

“I refuse to lose my footing, we ain’t even at halftime.”

“There will be mistakes, and there will be days of sorrow.”

“There will be a tomorrow.”

“No road is loaded with silver and gold.”

“It’s just the treasure that you make for you.”

“You could fill yourself with hate or be real, be on your way.”

“Life’s tough, but love, when enough is enough, could be the treasure that you make for you.”

[y0itsbri]

brainiac maniac

a mickey x lip highschool math rivals to lovers au for @grumpymickmilk

bonus! mickey x karen friendship <33

words: 1.8k

on ao3 here!

mickey sank lower into his seat as his teacher was passing back their most recent tests. he sniffed his nose and shrugged.

98%

lip would have his ass. that asshole never shuts the fuck up.

"hey mick, didn't study hard enough this time?" "kiss ass." "well, actually..."

actually, lip could take his T-84 whatever-the-fuck calculator and shove it up his --

"mikhailo," his teacher's voice startled him from his daze. "why don't you share what you got for number three?"

fuck, he hadn't even looked at the new worksheet yet.

mickey glared a few desks over at the menace that was lip gallagher, silently cursing him because somehow this had to be his fault.

mickey eyed the problem, cleared his throat, and rattled off an answer from the top of his head. his teacher looked unimpressed, but what else was new?

as expected, lip scoffed from across the room. mickey loathed the way that he rolled his eyes. cocky fucker.

"got something to say, philip?" mickey hissed, quiet enough that their teacher didn't hear, but he attracted the attention of a few students.

"nothing at all." he twiddled his pencil in his fingers.

"right. as if you could keep your trap shut for more than a minute anyways."

"thought that's why you like me, mick." lip honest to god winked.

asshole.

"you can fuck right off with--"

"lip, could you answer number five for us?"

"anything for you ms. b."

mickey rolled his eyes. suck up.

his heart was thrumming. in anger? probably. whatever. fuck that scrawny math nerd.

-

the following week, the teacher announced that people would have to partner up for the next assignment. mickey heard the faint cheer of his classmates, but he just rolled his eyes. he knew that they would all scramble to be all buddy-buddy with him as if they hadn't been actively avoiding him all year and he would just be stuck doing all the work.

sure enough, karen turned around in her seat, smacking her bubblegum loudly and twirling her hair like she was a goddamn cartoon character.

she was gorgeous, he'd give her that, but her charms were lost on him. and to make matters worse, she fucking knew it.

"so, mickey, partners?"

"yeah, right, so you can just sit there and paint your nails looking pretty while i end up doin' fuckin' everything."

karen gripped his arm with her too-soft hands, "it's like you can read my mind!"

"fuck off, little bo peep." he smirked as she stayed put.

lip loathed mickey and karen’s friendship and it was equally amusing to them both. sure enough, lip stormed over to them with murder in his eyes. dramatic bitch.

"fucking really karen?!"

"what?" she batted her eyes innocently and mickey coughed to suppress his laughter. he wasn't successful.

lip just glared at him before sitting his ass on top of mickey's desk, his foot balancing on the railing next to mickey.

pretentious asshole.

mickey fought the urge to untie his shoelaces, or better yet, push him off the side. instead, he just stared straight ahead at karen like lip wasn't even there.

"so, number 1, kare-bear?"

"i can't fucking believe you too." lip slid off the desk and kicked mickey's backpack on his way down.

"ayo karen, i think your boyfriend's on his period or something."

"he's not my boyfriend."

mickey's eyebrows flew up his forehead, "yeah, does asshole know that?"

she shrugged and pulled out two nail polishes from her bag.

"pink or blue?"

mickey eyed the two carefully.

"come on, mickey. it's not rocket science."

"yeah, rocket science would be a lot easier."

she glared and it was honestly pretty funny.

"blue."

she chose pink. first painting her own nails while mickey worked through their assignment. then she grabbed mickey's left hand. he knew what was coming. he has been here before.

she painted his middle finger with two coats and blew on it before he could smudge it.

mickey scrunched up his nose. "you breath smells like doritos, bitch."

"yeah, you want some?" she made kissy noises towards him and he swatted her away with his non-painted hand.

"gross. girl cooties."

-

lip showed up late to class, begrudgingly taking the only open seat next to mickey.

"hey, milkovich, you goin' full woman now?" he nodded towards mickey's hand which was scratching something profane into the desk.

mickey flipped him off with his pink-painted fingernail. "it's one finger, philip. if that's all it takes to become a woman, you've got some fuckin' low standards."

"mmm, you know i don't discriminate."

"probably lucky to get whoever will kiss your frog face. probably disappointed when you don't turn into prince charming or some shit."

"mickey milkovich, king of pink nails and princesses. i'm totally holding this against you."

"like hell you are." he took a sip from his energy drink knowing damn well lip wasn't going to do shit. he was all talk no action. maybe he needed to get some action.

he turned his attention back to whatever the fuck ms. b was writing on the board. something something partner take-home exam. he scanned the class to already find everyone partnered up. he must've missed that shit while he was teasing lip. which leaves...

lip gave him a smug wave, clearly coming to the conclusion much quicker than mickey.

great. mickey was the one stuck with the frog faced motherfucker.

ms. b handed our their exams, stopping to eye mickey and lip, sitting in irritable silence. she laughed, "damn, never thought i'd see the day."

mickey pouted at his sour luck.

-

lip had agreed to meet mickey in the milkovich basement later that night to work on their exam. at first, lip was a bit hesitant, which like -- fair -- because the milkoviches were known for their not-so-subtle criminal activities, torture techniques included. but mickey had cleared out most of that shit when terry kicked the bucket anyways.

mickey was pacing the kitchen when he heard a heavy knock on the door. feds. no, just philip.

sure enough, he opened the door to find lip hunched off and blowing some heat onto his fingertips, his fingerless gloves serving little to no purpose.

"goddamn, philip. you knock like the pigs."

"strong hands."

"weirdo." he stepped back into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to grab something to drink, "wanna bang?"

lip nearly choked. "what kinda lady do you take me for? at least buy me dinner first."

fuck.

"i meant the fuckin' energy drink and you know it, asshole."

lip laughed as a blush washed over mickey's face. this was the worst scenario he could imagine. literal nightmare fuel. and yet he was standing its reality.

after what felt like an eternity, lip broke the silence, taking fucking pity on him.

"yeah, mick, i want a bang."

"cotton candy cool?"

"uh, yeah."

he didn't have a choice anyways. that's all he had.

they made their way down the creaky stairs into the darkness. and yeah, at first glance, it looked like something straight out of a horror movie. but after mickey shimmied the plug into the outlet, the room came to life.

he had a big beige couch in the corner, a makeshift coffee table made out of a crate, a big ass terrarium on the floor, and unique lamp fixtures scattered around the room. the walls were covered floor to ceiling with various posters and drawings.

mickey blushed, a bit embarrassed. as he watched lip take it all in for the first time, he forgot that this was him. and it would lowkey hurt it lip made fun of his space.

"cool shit." lip shrugged his backpack off. "kinda reminds me of my room."

and that was the last thing mickey expected to hear.

a bit frozen still, mickey watched as lip crouched down by the terrarium.

"what's in here?"

"speedy."

"speedy?"

"turtle."

lip tapped the glass.

"he don't like that."

"hmm? he doesn't? did he tell you personally?"

"asshole. and what if he did?"

lip raised his hands in surrender.

"mikhailo milkovich, protector of turtles. got it."

mickey smirked. "you just gonna stand here like an oaf all day or are ya gonna help me with this exam?"

"so you need help?" lip quipped.

"i don't, but it would go a lot smoother if you did, smart guy."

"and what if i didn't?"

mickey leaned in real close and whispered in his ear. "this basement is soundproof."

lip eyed the corners of the room and shook his head in disbelief.

"big talk for a little man. ya know, mick, lying isn't a good look on you."

he looked weak as hell in the dim lights of the basement. mickey tested his limits. he gently shoved lip's shoulders down so he fell to his knees in front of him, a devilish smirk on his face taunting mickey all-the-while.

"i ain't lying."

mickey turned away from a breathless lip and plopped himself cross-legged on the couch. he clicked around on his phone for a moment connecting his spotify to the basement speakers.

"you gonna sit there all day looking pretty or ya wanna make yourself useful?"

lip picked himself up off the floor with the grace of a better man than mickey was. he sat a little too close and took a sip from mickey's bang.

"make yourself at home." mickey murmured sarcastically, but lip didn’t get the whole sarcasm memo.

lip lit up his cigarette and raised his eyebrow in a gesture of 'what are you gonna do about it?'

mickey let him have it for a moment before plucking it straight from his lips.

"thanks, man."

"fucker."

"you know it."

mickey and lip had a good system working out for them surprisingly. one person took their turn with the cig or fucking around on their phone while the other worked on a math problem.

eventually, lip stilled. he was stuck.

"got a problem?" mickey raised an eyebrow and blew a lungful of smoke up in the air.

"this one is ridiculously hard. i swear this wasn't in the fuckin' textbook." lip's hair was mussed from where he was anxiously messing with it and his face was red with frustration. mickey hated to admit that that was really doing it for him.

fuck it.

"that ain't the only thing getting hard," his tongue swiped the corner of his mouth.

lip looked over to him in confusion before looking at his lap. mickey widened his stance on the couch, giving lip a better angle.

mickey tilted his head in a show of 'what're you gonna do about it?'

lip had apparently had enough math for the day because he knocked the whole fucking crate over as he made his way to knees for the second time that night.

mickey picked at his golden curls and frowned. "gross."

"one of these days i'm gonna shut you the hell up, milkovich."

"better get to work, then, einstein." mickey lifted his hips while lip tugged down his jeans.

turned out that mickey’s boner for math was a boner for something — someone — else.

[drama-by-daylight]

Dead by Daylight as things my friends and I have said:

David: Listen here, you snappy little bitch.

Caleb: I just yeehaw into the wall.

Ace: I'm group.

Lisa: There is an egg in siracha broth for SCIENCE.

Nancy: My phone's screaming at me. Who is it? Fuck off, GOOGLE.

Julie: The three genders; Boss, Bitch, and Coffee.

Jane: Get in the fucking car, god damn!

Michael: I wanna cut things open, preferably live things but I'll settle for dead ones.

Meg: I have an Iphone. Do you really think my battery can handle Pokemon Go?

Adam: I have no idea what the hell you're doing.

Dwight: It looks like a building where someone will hack into my psychological profile.

Herman: Stand back, I'm gonna try science.

Ash: *burns hand on food* FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, I HAVE REGRETS.

Evelyn: My back is not healthy enough for sudden movements.

Nea: *incoherent Norwegian noises*

Jeff: What is going ON?

Philip: I live to a cemetery and crime, I'm used to the sense of despair out here.

Sally: How does someone get lost in a Target store?

Feng: I wanna download Sims 4 but my laptop is being a bitch.

Skarlet: Why are there psychology books in a Staples?

Ben: Je suis a pomme.

Danny: Guns and knives and shit.

Rin: To avoid bothering people, I was once choking on a dorito and just stood up and left the room to die elsewhere.

[brelione]

Marvel Movies (Rafe,Topper,Kelce X Reader)

This takes place about a month after this.

Mentions of choking,fighting,Captain America Spoilers,Kelce being a Disney Hoe

Series Masterlist

You could hear the sound of “Lost In The Woods” from frozen two along with the sound of a car door shutting.You grinned,looking outside your window to see Kelce walking up to your front door.He had been obsessed with the sound track since you,Rafe,Topper and him had watched it last weekend.He swung open your door,pointing at you. “DONT YOU KNOW THERES PART OF ME THAT LONGS TO GO INTO THE UNKNOWN!”He sang,swinging his arms to the tune of the song that was now playing from his earbuds.

You smiled,taking out your phone to record him. “Kel,what are you singing?”You giggled,zooming in on his face. “Bitch,you already know!!!”He said it to the same tune,making you bite your lip to hold back a snort as you saved the video to your snap chat memories.He sat down nexto to you on the couch,pulling out his earbuds. “Rafe and Top are late?”He asked.You shrugged,checking the groupchat to check what time Rafe had left his house. “Kind of but like its fine.Its my night anyways.”You reminded him.Kelce nodded,pulling his legs onto the couch and resting them across your lap. “What are we watching?”He asked,looking up to see nickelodeon on the TV.

You smiled,telling him it was a surprise before throwing his legs off you and going into the kitchen to snack prep.He followed you,not wanting to watch nickelodeon. “Hey,do you remember those brownies we ate when we were little?Like the ones with the colorful chocolate things?”You asked,opening a bag of doritos and pouring the chips into a large bowl.His eyebrows furrowed as he thought about it,grabbing a capri sun from your fridge. “Debby Ryan brownies?”He asked.You turned to look at him,the empty chip bag in your hand. “Do you know who Debby Ryan is?”You asked,laughing at him.

The realization hit him,making him laugh too. “The girl from tik tok!The meme one!”He answered.You nodded,throwing the empty red bag away.You grabbed the bag of sharable m and m’s,pouring the colorful candies into a bowl as well before bringing them both into the living room and setting them down on the table.He somehow ended up laying down half on top of you,the back of his head resting on your stomach.You didnt even hear Rafe pull up,the door opening with him standing with a paper bag in his hand.You missed the way his jaw clenched and his eyes narrowed at the sight of Kelce laying on you,he quickly covered it with a smile.

Topper was right behind him,you turned your head to look at the blonde.You immediately burst into laughter upon seeing the pink,purple,yellow and green striped shirt he was wearing. “That’s gotta be the ugliest shirt ive ever seen.”You grinned,running your hand over Kelce’s curly hair.He rolled his eyes,sitting on the floor while Rafe put the paper bag down on the table next to the M and M’s,pulling out the contents.Sour gummy worms,dark chocolate chips,werthers caramels and a can of your favorite soda.He held the can,sitting at the end of the couch by your head so you could rest your head on his lap.He held the cool can to your forehead,knowing that you liked the feeling of the coolness.

You removed your hand from Kelce’s hair,putting on Disney Plus. “OOH-are we watching Winnie the Pooh?”Topper asked.You laughed,shaking your head as you went down to the row of Marvel Movies.Rafe had only ever seen Iron Man 2 so he wasnt very familiar with the films.Kelce preferred DC and Topper just sucked.You eventually came to The First Avenger,pressing on it.You squealed as the movie started,excited to annoy your friends.

 “I have a husband in this one too.”You smiled,remembering your huge Bucky phase in sixth grade that Rafe couldnt quite understand.He had only seen your Winter Soldier hoodie so he didnt really have a good idea of who Bucky actually was besides the fact that you loved 

him.During the scene where Steve received the Serum Topper had sat up,glancing between Steve and Rafe. “Am I the only one that sees a resemblance?”He asked.You sat up slightly,Kelce moving off of you so you could turn and look at Rafe properly.

He blushed,turning his head and looking away so you had to cup his face and get him to look at you.He bit his lip slightly,looking down at you.Topper rolled his eyes,regretting bringing it up in the first place. “Steve is more handsome.”You grinned,returning to your place on his lap.Kelce broke into laughter along with Topper,Rafe just a red mess as you continued watching the TV. “Isnt Spencer your husband?And 10K?”Kelce asked.You nodded,still watching the movie. “I thought Spencer was the love of your life?”He waited for your answer.You rolled your eyes. “I can have multiple loves of my life.”You answered,still watching the movie. “Can you pause this?”Topper asked,looking up at you from the floor.

You paused it,a bit annoyed. “What?”You asked.He opened a bag of sour gummy worms,popping one in his mouth. “How many husbands do you have?”He asked.You bit the inside of your cheek,thinking about it.Spencer Reid,Newt,Draco,Percy Jackson,Jack Frost,Peter Pan,Zuko,Prince Eric,Kristoff,Aladdin,T’Challa,Killmonger,Dallas Winston. “Uh...16.”You answered.Rafe laughed,fingers brushing against his chin as Kelce just looked up at you with wide eyes. “Who?”He asked.You blushed,counting off on your fingers. “Spencer,Newt-”Topper interrupted you. “Who is Newt?”He asked.You glared at him. “Do you not pay attention on Movie Nights?Eight months ago we watched The Maze Runner,the handsome blonde boy with the british accent.”You explained.He tried not to laugh at your passion for the topic.

 “Draco Malfoy,Percy Jackson,Jack Frost-”You were interrupted again,this time by Kelce. “The animated dude?The albino one?”He asked.You sighed,nodding.Rafe’s eyebrows knit together,frowning down at you. “You have a crush on an animated albino?”He asked.You sat up,looking between the boys. “You’re gonna tell me hes not cute as hell?Dont even act like you’re not a simp for Meg,Rafe.You too,Kelce,I saw the way you looked at Elsa when she let her hair down!”You reminded the boy.Topper laughed,forgetting that you knew all his secrets. “Dude,you were in love with Ariel when you were 10!”You exclaimed,making the boy shut up. “Who else?”Rafe asked,still curious. “Um...Peter Pan,Zuko-”You were cut off once again. 

“Birth mark dude from Avatar?”Rafe asked.You huffed loudly,stealing the bag of gummies from Topper and eating one. “ITS A BURN!”You nearly shouted. “You have such terrible taste in men.”Topper rolled his eyes.You glared at him,biting hard on your lip. “Get out.”You told him.He bit back a smile,looking up at you. “What?”He laughed.You pouted. “Go stand in the rain for two minutes.”You told him.He shook his head until you got off the couch,grabbing his hand and dragging him to the door. “You’re being mean so you have to stand in the rain.”You told him,opening the door.

He blushed,stepping outside and into the rain.He would never do this for anyone else but the smile on your face was worth it.Rafe looked outside the window,recording Topper standing in a T pose as water drenched his ugly shirt and hair.Once the two minutes was up you opened the door again,letting the wet boy come inside.He smirked before hugging you tightly,getting you completely wet. “TOPPER!”You shouted,pulling off your wet t shirt. “Dammit.”You huffed,pulling off your wet shorts and leaving yourself in just your bra and underwear. Dancing in bikinis multiple times so it wasn't that big of a deal but you didn't notice their wandering eyes. You turned to walk upstairs to change into new into new pants while top or just stood a blushing mess. 

At this point you'd forgotten about the movie and you were more focused on annoying your friends.Topper  knew better than to sit on your couch in wet clothes but unfortunately he hadn't brought a new pair to change into. So when you return downstairs in a tank top and pajama bottoms you saw topper in just his boxers sitting on your couch watching the movie.You went to sit on the couch,being pulled into Topper’s lap.When the scene of Bucky falling off the train came along Kelce had become attached,standing up to shout at the tv while you started crying a bit,Topper kissing your forehead lightly. “WHERES THE NEXT ONE?”Kelce asked.You grinned,grabbing the remote and moving on to Winter Soldier. 

“Theres like a ton of movies between these two but like we can watch those eventually.”You shrugged,ending up wedged between Rafe and Topper,Rafe’s fingers twisting your hair and tracing figure eights along the back of your neck. “On your left!”You spoke at the same time as Sam,grinning.Kelce grinned. “So thats why you always say that!”He put the puzzle pieces together.When Nat pulled up you saw the way Topper’s jaw dropped,you smiled. “I know,right?Shes like really fucking pretty.”You grinned,head against Rafe’s chest.Topper had began to doze off when Bucky came on with his metal arm,waking up fully again when he heard you whisper “He could literally choke me with his metal arm.”under your breath.He burst out laughing for a reason that Rafe nor Kelce could understand,plotting to use it against you in the future.

Somehow Topper had managed to fall asleep against your leg while Rafe had gotten you onto his lap,your head in the crook of his neck as you watched Steve get the living shit beat out of him.Kelce was on the edge of his seat,completely invested in the story. “Can we watch the next one?”He asked.You smiled,pleased with his excitement. “Tomorrow morning,okay?”You asked.He huffed but nodded,grabbing the blanket he usually used.Rafe pulled a blanket over the two of you,allowing you to sleep on top of him.The four of you must’ve slept in pretty late,waking up to your 1 P.M alarm that told you to take your daily vitamins.You groaned,attempting to move but being held by Rafe.

You yawned,seeing Topper in his deep,drooling double-chin sleep.You flicked Rafe across the head so he’d wake up,the brunette waking with a grumble. “Rafe,you gotta let go.”You smiled,kissing his nose tiredly.He grinned,letting you off his lap.You shook Kelce’s shoulder as you walked by,your shorts riding up.Kelce got up with a groan,the blanket rolling around his body like a burrito as he stumbled into the kitchen.You got yourself a glass of water,putting your four vitamin pills into your palm.He watched as you took them,grinning at you. “Good girl.You want breakfast?”He asked.You shrugged,still tired.Topper walked into the kitchen,wiping his face of drool and carrying the bowl of m and ms.

 “Hey,do you still have those frozen strawberries?”He asked.You nodded,watching as he grabbed the bag of fruit from your freezer along with almond milk,whipper cream,hot fudge and banana. “Where’s Rafe?”Kelce asked,his question being answered by the universe when the Steve Rogers look alike walked in,turning on the keurig.Kelce put some bread in the toaster,taking out the eggs and a frying pan and starting to make some scrambled for Rafe,some fried for you and an m and m omlet for Topper.Speaking of the blonde,he was pouring frozen strawberries,fudge,banana slices and almond milk into the blender,switching it on and dancing to the sounds of the strawberries being crushed.As the eggs began to cook Kelce quickly handed Rafe his mug before grabbing a glass,putting a layer of m and ms and whipped cream at the bottom,adding two spoon fulls of sugar,some milk and mixing it all together until it was a colorful slop,pouring ice in the cup before brewing some italian coffee to top it off.

As it brewed he rushed to flip the eggs,cursing when he realised the edges were burnt.He tossed it onto a plate,sprinkling some italian seasoning on it and taking the toast out of the toaster for you.He grabbed a jar of your favorite jelly,spreading a thin layer on both slices,reaching over Rafe’s head to hand you the plate.You thanked him,ripping the slice of toast in half.Topper turned off the blender,pouring its contents into a glass and making a huge mountain of whipped cream before sitting across from you.You smirked,reaching your fork over to get some whipped cream.He gasped,jaw dropping as he stared at you. “So you’re gonna put me in the rain for two minutes and now youre taking away my whipped cream?Do you wanna fight?”He asked,leaning forward.

You used your fork,knocking over the mountain of whipped cream before getting up and running down the hall.He ran after you,grabbing you by your wrist and pinning you against the wall of the guest room,panting.You two stared at eachother for a while,his bare chest pressed against you.His eyes flicked between your eyes and your lips,leaning down so his forehead was pressed against yours.So much was happening at once,you couldnt even comprehend it.But then from the kitchen you heard an argument starting,Topper letting go of your wrists as they two of you went back to the kitchen. “The third one is the best!” “FUCK YOU IN THE ASS,BITCH!”You walked in,looking between the two boys. 

“What is going on?”You asked.Kelce looked over at you,spatula in hand. “Which Descendants film is better?Two or Three?”He asked.You shook your head,sitting back down to eat your toast. “Fuck-dammit,Topper!You made my toast untoast!”You exclaimed,waving the uncrunchy bread.Kelce frowned,eyes softening. “Do you want me to make you more?”He asked.You shook your head. “No,its fine,Kelce.”You grinned,taking a sip of your coffee.It was sweet and creamy and pretty good,somehow Kelce always made the best coffee no matter what he put in it.Rafe looked between you and Topper,sensing that something had happened in the room.He hoped that Topper wouldnt intentionally hurt him like that,hoping Kelce wouldnt either.A plate of scrambled eggs was put in front of Rafe along with a bottle of barbecue sauce,making you stare at him in disgust. “I cant believe you put barbecue sauce on your eggs.”You shook your head,taking a bite of the toast and getting excited when you heard a crunch. “Oh-hey,dont worry!It didnt untoast”You grinned,enjoying it.

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- What your fav Haikyuu!! Character says about you│Karasuno edition -

Obviously these aren’t meant to be taken too seriously lol. I’ll probably make this into a series at some point where I include the other teams idk this took me way too long to do JWIDJQENWKJQFN WE’LL SEE. ENJOY! <3

2D men are infinitely superior I said what I said.

Hinata: 

A sucker for motivational speeches or quotes and they always get you hyped up.

Very ambitious and positive despite frequently getting lost in life

Not as innocent as you seem but still a cinnamon roll lololol

You probably eat fruit as a regular snack n ppl judge you for it

Highkey a dumbass but in a very endearing way so people can’t help but like you

Summer is probs ur fave season

Definitely own several plushies and definitely get defensive about it

The friend people go to when they need cheering up.

You either go to bed at 8pm or 3am no in between.

Your texting style consists of several messages as opposed to one paragraph/sentence with the use of MANY emojis.

You 100% fuck with pineapple on pizza. 

Got your head stuck in a cat flap that one time.

Have a hella low alcohol tolerance or don’t drink at all.

Hella clueless when it comes to people flirting with you, they have to hold a neon sign in front of you for you to get the message

“Oh you were flirting with me?” “I was every day for 5 months but thanks for finally noticing”

Definition of a tab hoarder, your pc/laptop frequently crashes because it can’t handle that many but you refuse to get rid of any.

Always get toothpaste stains on your shirt no matter how careful you are.

“Wait we had homework???”

Nishinoya:

You often get random bursts of energy outta nowhere or at 2am and have no clue how to handle it 

You can’t help but head bang and scream the lyrics to your fav songs.

Probably have a hella diverse music taste.

Likely an active/outdoorsy person who either does sports or wants to.

Vvv loyal, type of friend you can call in the middle of the night and you’ll be there.

Chaotic good or Chaotic neutral.

You’re either one of the most responsible people in the room or one of the most fuckin chaotic and irresponsible lmao no in between it just depends on your mood.

Frequently pull all nighter’s and doesn’t even feel guilty about it

Chug soda like it’s water.

An extrovert or one of those introverts that are bat-shit once you actually get to know them.

You have zero shame, can and will run across the street stark naked for a cheeseburger and a can of sprite.

Like fuck yeah who wouldn’t for a burger and some sprite y’know??

Despite being a whirlwind you are actually a hella chill person to have as company.

You own a skateboard or want to.

Own at least one pair of converses or vans.

Probably have a bucket list or tons of future plans for travelling/adventures stored in your head.

You really want a dog and would call it something like Dexter or Human Destroyer 9000.

Likely have had several hair colour phases.

A slut for doritos.

You ate glue once as a kid and it was kinda okay and that fact still haunts you.

Tanaka:

Listen to rap more than any other genre and ur playlist is fire

Punched dry wall that one time

Probably have several piercings and plan on getting more

Prefer sports bras to regular ones.

Intimidates outsiders but your friends don’t take you seriously in the slightest lmaoaoaooa

Ppl find it hard to approach you but you’re actually super chill so you get sad 

Definition of that Kanye meme “before you talk to me” >:( “after you talk to me” :)

Probably don’t trust people easily

Type of person that once you’re challenged/dared to do something they WILL do it regardless of how stupid bc you hate being called a pussy.

Went through a phase where you only listened to Eminem.

Probably is/was the class clown or wished they were.

You have virtually no patience and a pretty short temper lmao.

You’re a go-getter and hate being told you can’t do something

Definitely snuck out the house several times as a teen.

Walks barefoot outside a lot bc fuck shoes lol

The pairs of shoes you do own are mostly worn down sneakers you refuse to swap out.

You’re that asshole that wears socks with holes in for the sport of it and it doesn’t phase you in the slightest. (dw I do too lmaooao)

Could probably bench press someone’s dad

Enjoy’s drinking coffee.

Kageyama:

Such a picky eater bitch god damn.

Usually hella hydrated and judge people that don’t drink enough water.

Eats spoonfuls of chocolate nesquik powder when no one is looking I said what I said

You like stoic and Tsundere guys who have the outer emotional capacity of a brick wall.

You’re probably the same in that sense and don’t enjoy letting people know what you’re thinking/feeling

Poker face 90% of the time

Type of person to pretend not to find a joke funny but then crumble and start crying with laughter.

Probs an introvert

Once when someone asked you what you wanted for Christmas you responded “to be left the fuck alone” and it still applies to this day.

like fr you just wanna be left alone man but ppl keep bothering you.

You HATE it when people tell you to smile and quite literally take it as an insult.

Your bedtime is 9pm and you stick by it religiously 

Always smell really good like damn what you got on??

The most you do with your hair if it’s long enough is throw it in a pony tail and call it a day.

Either have really nicely manicured nails or you’v chewed them down to the nub no in between.

You hate to admit it but you doubt yourself a lot and it really frustrates you.

Probably wet the bed a lot as a kid and you’re still salty about it.

lololol bed-wetter Kags lover

Audibly snorted typing that I’m sorry.

Probably had a ._. face reading that since ur usually hella unamused.

Cute awkward dork though behind that facade it’s just most people don’t see it.

So critical of yourself like chill

An earth sign or an Aquarius idc.

Do not know how to reciprocate a hug but desperately need one

When people flirt with you you somehow manage to make them intimidated with your responses and scare them off.

You called your teacher “mum/dad” once and you get Vietnam flashbacks to this day.

Daichi:

You probably have a daddy kink and lowkey daddy issues with it

Very supportive friend who has a lotta patience

Hella determined and humble.

Mostly wear black because it’s just much easier than colour coordinating and plus you just prefer the simplicity, but you’re pretty vibrant as a person.

The one who stays sober at parties to drive the others home.

Probably haven’t been in many relationships but still do enjoy romance.

seems stern but is actually very friendly and enjoy company bc you don’t like spending too much time by yourself.

Honestly just wants to chill out, go to bed and read a book.

A coffee connessieur but mostly just drinks instant bc ur too lazy to make it properly and just drink it black.

Very reliable.

Often get stuck with most of the work during group projects lololol

People frequently ask you for the answers to the homework/assignment and it really depends on your mood and how charitable you’re feeling as to whether you’ll lend it to them

Low-key a sadist.

100% Old soul

Despite this you are a fuckin dork and have quite an immature but really funny sense of humour.

You have a thigh kink. 

Def grew up reading wattpad smut and most of ur sexual knowledge stems from that

probably prefer manga to animated versions

Absolute pro at winged eyeliner and looks v good in it.

Probably give lectures even without realising it.

Shamelessly watches the nature channel for hours on end and what of it.

Honestly just done with everyone’s shit lmao

Sugawara:

Either are the mom friend or the one the mom friend has to look after.

You vibe with pastel colours

Your fav season is either spring or autumn.

oversized hoodies and knitted sweaters are your vibe.

Enjoy drinking herbal tea

Likes the smell of rain and will purposely step outside after a storm and S N O R T the smell of damp concrete. (srry if ur from some dry ass place like nevada lmao it rains alot in the UK soooOOOoO)

Quiet but have a really creative imagination and has one HELL of a loud voice when they’re pissed off

like,, I wouldn’t dare get on ur nerves ion want my ear drums bursting damn.

Hoards flavoured chapsticks and scented lip gloss

Either did or still have your Harry Potter house in your bio and it was probably Hufflepuff.

Gives people advice that they are fully aware also applies to themselves but doesn’t follow it LMAO.

Listens to K-pop and several Korean and Japanese genres.

Played a dating sim once and you enjoyed it but ur still ashamed and refuse to ever talk about it.

Smells like lavender or something hella floral

Probably reads a lot of Yaoi and no one else knows but you.

Would 100% own a chinchilla

Read Killing Stalking and it messed you up for weeks.

Asahi:

The one who was trying to flirt for months and the other person never got the hint

Probably a really pretty crier and vibe with the mascara running aesthetic.

You tear up easily lol.

Probably a water sign.

Low-key a bad bitch though 

Looks really good in red lipstick

That one person who’s v attractive but completely unaware and v insecure.

That one friend who seems so soft and innocent but can turn into a banshee when need be.

Crying is your therapy.

You overthink a LOT and it often stops you from achieving what you want.

Actually have a lot of willpower despite ur sensitivity.

Was def a pushover as a kid and still have a chip on your shoulder about it.

Hella artsy and day dreams a lot.

You attract broken souls and often get turned to when people’s problems need fixing yet you’re a total mess yourself

Listens to Girl in red while questioning your sexuality

which you do a lot.

You hate being put in a box or labelled.

Gave up on that hobby that one time and you really wanna get back into it.

Always have at least one hair tie on your wrist that’s basically an accessory at this point.

Own a phat ass fish tank with hella pretty fishes bro it’s such a vibe say hi to Nemo for me.

Yamaguchi:

Too scared to ask for extra ketchup packets so you get your friend to ask instead.

Probably have anxiety.

The time you stuttered once when introducing yourself frequently gives you cringe attacks.

Major animal lover and prefers them to people.

Talked to a tree once and it was a pretty cool experience.

Wear a lot of pink or cute colours and radiate babi energy.

Likely wear skirts 

Wear those aesthetic planets necklaces and your tumblr is filled with space related art and themes.

Enjoy staring up at the clouds and figuring out what animal they are.

Has a lot of secrets that they probably tell to their cat.

dw ur cat isn’t a snitch they got you covered.

“meow”

yeah they definitely didn’t just try to reveal ur deepest traumas to your cousin.

If you don’t have a cat you probably would want one and would call it Mittens or sumn.

You’re whipped for freckles and anyone that has them instantly becomes 1000x more attractive to you

Either like 5′2″ or 5′10″ no middle ground

Definitely own a turtle or rabbit and if you don’t then you should.

Forgets your assignments but the professor lets you off because you’re so nervous they can’t scold you.

Oversleeps at least 2 times a week

Will not get up before 1pm on a weekend

Wall flower at parties but people still approach you bc you are so friendly and kind.

Social anxiety intensifies.

Always get’s called on in class when you haven’t been paying attention and it really troubles you.

Has a minimum of 3 blankets on your bed that you cocoon yourself in.

Tsukishima:

Your attracted to snarky assholes.

Sarcasm and insults are your form of flirtation and you get immediately turned off if they can’t take it or get upset.

Probably shy away from your feelings

Random flashbacks to embarrassing events frequently keep you up at night

Judge peoples fashion choices as they walk past you but actually have a really good eye for what works and what doesn’t.

You look like you have your shit together and you kinda do for the most part.

The quiet kid in class that’s listening to some loud ass screamo or rock n roll’ but ppl have no idea.

Definition of the glinting anime glasses pushed up your nose bridge cliche.

When you make a mistake you question all your knowledge and abilities but no one else knows that about you

Refuses to cry since you view your emotions as a personal weakness

If someone hugged you you’d get VERY uncomfortable.

Physical contact is not your forte

Probably a 5′0″ demon.

Would peg a man to assert dominance but you’re actually a lil bitch.

Knows the answer to the question they can’t solve.

Doesn’t study as much as they should but somehow still gets good grades.

Really likes french fries and the taste of strawberries.

Just wants to be left alone

Ennoshita:

The one friend that gets talked over and it really pisses you off but you’re too nice to say anything.

Seems really passive but can actually be hella confrontational when they wanna be

No tolerance for peoples bullshit 

Really stable and just an overall reliable person.

People often forget you’re in the room lmao but it’s okay you’d rather listen anyway.

Actually has a really interesting mind and a lot to say but mostly keep it to yourself unless they’re your friend

Answered for someone else in attendance a few years ago and it still bothers you.

People often come to you to vent and you’re chill with it

Don’t stand out much but honestly it doesn’t bother you

Can and will get through an entire book/series in a matter of 3 days.

Quite a minimalist and organised for the most part

You look like you have your shit together and you def do.

Have a controversial taste in pizza.

You have more acquaintances than friends but the ones you do are a v tight knit circle.

Will re take a quiz several times till you get the character you wanted

Radiate Virgo and Libra energy.

Kiyoko:

Type of person to say “step on me” as a way of complimenting and you mean it literally.

Both a sadist and masochist

When someone tells you their not interested it just makes you want them 100x more and it frustrates you why are you like this.

Doesn’t compliment often but when you do it’s really heartfelt.

Looks like your silently judging people but in reality you really couldn’t care.

Just kidding you low-key judge them anyway.

Very picky when it comes to partners.

Independent but has random hella clingy moments.

Despite being quiet, you are capable of roasting a bitch alive if they test your patience.

Like I would NOT wanna get on your bad side

You could deadass send them to therapy, their emotions fenna need some aloe vera for that burn.

Just really calm and relaxed tbh so people enjoy being in your company even though you don’t talk much.

When you do though it’s usually something really interesting or funny.

You just don’t see the point in talking if what your saying doesn’t hold any value??

You hate small talk and would rather slingshot yourself off a skyscraper than partake in it.

Your face is easy to read and you make no effort to hide it.

If your in a bad mood they WILL know.

Look like your plotting someones demise or questioning life’s theories but in reality you’re really just thinking bout what you want for dinner.

Honestly just a sweetheart tbh.

Low-key have a staring problem.

Has really neat and cursive handwriting like who tf taught you that.

Yachi:

Frequently says something then panics that it could be misinterpreted 

You overthink literally everything you have ever said and the actions you haven’t even committed yet

Really likes the taste of sherbet 

Could cut a bitch if they needed to

You spend most of your money at Urban Outfitters and don’t regret it.

have an assortment of colouring pencils that ppl always try and borrow and never give them back.

You highlight the shit outta your papers and never read them again.

Really like the smell of peaches

Probably have a v interesting earring collection.

Hoard water bottles in your room and you feel majorly guilty about it.

The taste of honey disgusts you but you eat it anyway for some reason.

Somehow managed to burn rice and solidify soup.

You shouldn’t be trusted in the kitchen but you try your best regardless.

I feel like that applies to most things in your life

Like yeah you fucked it up but like you’re trying your best lol cmon

V tolerant of people but have zero time for fuckboys and shut them down instantly.

You frequently get the shakes from caffeine or anxiety

Or both.

You give really encouraging hugs.

Have no clue what you wanna do in life but it’s ok bby it’ll work out.

Takeda:

You’re a very underappreciated and underrated person and I love u

Probably an English/languages major

Really kind and outgoing but high-key mysterious

Actually has a phat fucking temper like damn where did that come from.

Won’t take no for an answer when you want to achieve something.

That one person people don’t realise is there listening to your conversations but you definitely are and now know Becky’s deepest darkest secret.

Fuck you, becky.

Wore contacts once and forgot to take them out for 3 days.

You wondered why your eyes were so itchy.

Your music taste does not match your appearance.

Probably watch a lot of crime shows and imagine you’re an investigator

Aced physics and chemistry.

More than likely an introvert with extrovert tendencies when you feel like it.

Actually quite temperamental but it’s okay since you’re a v genuine person.

Often debate getting a sugar daddy bc that income looking real tempting rn.

Honest to a fault at times but it’s something people come to appreciate about you.

Just really wanna sleep for 15 hours and sit in front of your laptop with some hot coco.

Ukai:

You like older men

The smell of tobacco and coffee low-key comforts you for some reason.

Peed in a bottle that one time while on a road trip and forgot to throw it out until you found it a week later.

You’re a slut for dyed hair and dudes with piercings.

You once got drunk and passed out on a spinning round-a-bout in a park and your friend still has pictures that you refuse to acknowledge.

Bi-curious and just radiate big Bi energy

Would experiment but you’re too hesitant.

Hates the taste of beer but drinks it anyway.

Just wants to be loved man I stg is that too much to ask.

Often wonder if your friends actually like you then realise you don’t really care anyway lmao.

You still love them though.

Tired of working over time and just wanna catch a break.

Amazon Prime is your best friend.

Random ass parcels comin thru’ each day and it feels like Christmas.

A very lonely and one-man party Christmas.

Stop spending your fucking paycheck.

Have a pretty dark/cynical but really funny sense of humour and you often make people laugh.

Have a big ass temper and people KNOW it.

Often fantasised about dropping out and becoming a stripper bc your patience was being TESTED.

Really likes money but who doesn’t tbh.

You radiate Chaotic Evil but keep it under wraps.