#my mom was an English teacher btw

[luna-lovegreat]

I just went through my essays from sixth grade and??? I found my report on hamlet and found these gems and I just-

I envy my younger self for the sheer sass but

I'm really glad I was homeschooled in English at this point because the teacher at my school would've passed out oh my gosh

[flickerintwilights]

LMAO I was having a very passionate discussion with my mom about my english teacher’s definition of literary/thematic analysis (a theme must be a universally applicable lesson which, once understood, benefits people’s lives) and she said, nodding, “it invalidates art for art’s sake” and i was so vindicated I just started crying

[plasmamembranes]

we'd talked about literally everything related to gender without actually talking about gender, like it felt as if we were both hesitantly circling around the topic for so long. i'd already come to the conclusion that she was more than likely just a normal, intelligent woman with excellent critical thinking skills who was capable of observing patterns and coming to conclusions. i was going to bring it up myself eventually, but it's not like it was important to me based off what i already knew of her. but then the other night, we were having dinner and she'd been studying me for a minute, and was like, okay i'm just going to say it but i'm not sure if you'll be happy with me. she said, i'm so thankful you're masculine but don't use they/them pronouns.

i just started giggling and we had a lovely discussion about how women are inordinately identifying as they/them over men and how it often seems to stem from self-hatred and an inability to see women (including themselves) as multi-faceted human beings. and that the trans healthcare industry is making a killing off of preying on vulnerable individuals

how did i get so lucky dudeee she doesn't use social media like at all either, is feminist-minded of course but had never even heard of simone de beauvoir for instance until her philosophy professor assigned the second sex this semester. she's just intelligent and a critical thinker lol she doesn't need outside sources to outline theory and influence her opinions. she isn't hateful or radical, she's just smart and concerned with what affects women

i'm so in love with her

[dreamertrilogys]

there’s this one insane supply teacher and he’s so evil and strict for literally NO fucking reason and i’ve been seeing him daily now for one class or another bc all my teachers are literally away

[devilfruitdyke]

interacting with my mom when shes drunk is like being stabbed to death with a paperclip

[orphudice]

i visit my family every sunday and its like damn

[evanpetersmybf]

Be mine?

Tate Langdon x female!reader

Summary: Meeting you was his destiny. He had to make you his so he could feel alive... It was meant to be.

Genre: Smut.

Word count: 3,172

Warnings: Virgin and inexperienced reader, mentions of bullying, self-harm (just once and is nothing detailed), obsessive and stalkish behavior, swearing, cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected p in v and cumshot.

A/N: English isn't my first language and this is my first time writing smut, so sorry if it sucks or if I have grammatical mistakes or something TT. Btw, also sorry if Tate's out of character. Anyways, hope you enjoy it!

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Tate had another bad day. It was the usual. Bullying, failed tests, the teacher humiliating him after he couldn’t solve a simple equation on the chalkboard, his mother scolding him. Nothing seemed new, and it seemed that nothing wasn’t going to change at any point.

He needed something, a reason to live, something to make him feel alive. Because he was dead. Dead in life, which in his own opinion, was even worse than being a rotten corpse.

He headed to the music store after secretly stealing some of his mom’s money, just a few bucks; the enough amount to buy a vinyl or some CD’s. Tate was sort of a music elitist, always believing that the artists nowadays just created pure, hollow, and trashy songs. In fact, he didn’t believe those could even be considered music.

Walking around the nearly empty store, rummaging through the shelves filled with Nirvana vinyl’s, someone bumped into him.

“Oh, sorry.” You spoke, after accidentally taking too many steps back and bumping into Tate’s behinds.

He frowned, somewhat annoyed at you for disturbing his moment of peace. The blonde turned around to look at who it was, scanning your body from head to toe, taking note of your appearance. Then, his dark eyes drifted to the sign that was on top the shelf, which indicated the musical genre of the records that were on that rack. Alternative pop. His gaze went to the album you were hugging to yourself.

“Cry Baby? What type of crap is that?”

“Huh, excuse me?”

“Never mind, you won’t understand.” Tate talked in such a volatile and rude manner, already feeling superior because of his likes.

You arched an eyebrow. What was his problem? You did nothing to him and yet he was here, judging your amazing music taste.

“Well, people’s free to like whatever they want to, hmm?”

“Uh, yeah, but what’s the point of that if everything is so generic?”

“Have you ever listened to Melanie Martinez at least once?”

He shook his head no, still scowling, now fidgeting with a ring that was on one of his fingers.

“Have you listened to Nirvana?”

“Just like… Two songs?”

“Don’t tell me. Smells Like Teen Spirit?”

“Guilty.”

Tate rolled his eyes. What was going on with this generation? What happened to good music, to the greatest artists? Why was everyone just listening to trash?

After sharing your names and a few more words, debating about who was right and who wasn’t, you placed one of your hands over his right shoulder, as an attempt to stop his rant of how superior he was. And indeed, it worked. The teen stopped venting and stared at you, all confused and a bit uncomfortable. You noticed it and quickly stepped back, apologizing for touching him without permission. He told you it was okay, that you just surprised him. But deep down, that simple yet complex touch meant a lot to Tate, even if it was absolutely nothing to you.

For the first time he felt something more than sorrow.

“So… What do you think of this? I’ll make you listen to some songs by Melanie and other artists, and I’ll listen to your beloved beautiful grunge music.” You said those last words in a mocking way.

Tate huffed, clearly offended by the way you referred to his taste. Nevertheless, in the end he agreed with you.

After paying the stuff you two picked, both of you went to Tate’s place. As you walked next to him, your fingers brushed his, making his cheeks turn a light shade of red and his heart flutter. He felt dizzy, not sure about what was going on.

In his house, he took you to his room. The boy didn’t want his mother to see you, otherwise she’d be too nosy and probably scare you and push you away from him, and that was the last thing he wanted.

“Get comfy.” He mused, extending his hand as if inviting you to take a seat wherever you feel to.

“Thanks.” You sat on the floor, using one of the sides of the bed as a support for your back. He did the same and sat right next to you.

He was nervous. So damn nervous and excited. He brought a pretty chick to his place. The Tate Langdon, the outcast, the bullied, that Tate Langdon was in the same room with a girl? He couldn’t believe it.

“Ladies first.” Tate pointed the record-player with his thumb, and you obeyed, placing the CD in it. The music started playing.

“We could’ve used Spotify, y’know?”

“Nah, I don’t like it. I prefer the old school.”

‘Cry Baby’ was the first track that was listened to.

He squinted his eyes and rubbed his chin, analyzing the sounds, the melody, the harmony and of course the lyrics.

Although it wasn’t his style, you definitely were. The way you looked, talked, walked. How you stood up for your beliefs and didn’t allow him to step on you (even if you just discussed about music). It was new for him. He craved your independence. He craved you.

That was the very moment when he realized that you were the thing he was looking for all his life. You were the one who was meant to be his, he was meant to be yours. It was destiny. Tate truly believed it was some kind of divine prophecy, and he wasn’t going to let you go.

He was so immersed in his mind that he didn’t pay attention to the song anymore. He was solely focused on you, remembering how warm and kind your touch was, how sweet your voice was. ‘Oh, she’s mine’, he thought.

“So… That was the first track. Its name’s Cry Baby. Did you like it?”

Tate snapped out of it and bit his bottom lip. He didn’t listen to your question.

“I’m sorry, what did you?—”

“Did you like the song?”

“Ah, yeah yeah. It’s quite… Innovative. I’ve never heard something like that.”

You smiled and clapped your hands. “Of course! She’s such a genius. Let’s finish the album, hm?”

He just nodded, as a little smirk appeared on his face.

The days flew by, and Tate asked you out on many friendly dates. Or at least that’s what you thought because you were so oblivious at the fact that he had a fat crush on you.

With every hang out, you noticed that Tate was lonely. Like, really lonely. Maybe that’s why he was so clingy with you.

He told you about his family, about how annoying Constance was, about his siblings and about how his father left him behind. He also mentioned the bullying he suffered and almost talked about the self-harm but stopped himself.

Both of you grew closer, as his obsession.

Since you went to a different school, he would skip class and infiltrate your campus just to see you. He couldn’t stand being away from you. And if he did, his mind was full of you, thinking of you all day, unable to focus on his homework and tests. Tate didn’t care anymore if he failed subjects, as long as you were next to him, he was happy and alive.

The void he once felt, was now fulfilled with your mere presence. You could step on him, and he would thank you. In his twisted little mind, you were free to have everything of him.

He was willing to do anything to keep you by his side. The thought of losing was so terrifying that it would make him throw up.

Tate learned every single detail about you. Your mannerisms, your likes and dislikes, your dreams, and your fears. Everything. And that includes your schedule since you wake up, and since you go to sleep.

That was his definition of love. No one ever taught him about how to express it, and he ended up being the way he was with you.

One day he invited you over to his place. The Langdon's house was empty, and he was going to take advantage of it. No doubt.

“Your mom isn’t home?” You questioned as you followed him behind, going upstairs straight to his bedroom. Little did you know this wasn’t going to be another afternoon of playing board games while listening to some music.

“Nah, dunno where she went but she won’t be back any time soon.” He shrugged and let you inside of his private space,

You went to lay down on bed, feeling relief in your aching back after a long day at school. “Damn, I need some rest!”

Tate chuckled softly and sat on the edge, looking at you as you closed your eyes and tried to relax. He was focused on your steady and calm breathing, on how your breasts went up and down with every inhalation and exhalation. His eyes stared at your lips, at how kissable they looked. He felt a sudden desire, the intense urge to make you his. Feeling conflicted, he shook his head and tried to distract himself, pretending to ignore how aroused he was getting.

He wasn’t going to say it out loud, but of course he already had some wet dreams of you. He imagined you beneath him, your precious body shivering and responding to his touch, to his kisses. Your cunt wet and ready for him, just how he wanted to.

“Y/N…” Tate cooed, unable to hold back any longer.

“Yeah?” You opened one of your eyes and spotted him, sitting on the bed with his fists clenched over his thighs, while his breathing looked kinda rapid. “You ‘kay?”

“No.”

“Uh? What’s wrong?” You reincorporated and sat straight beside his warm figure. Your right hand touched his left, rubbing it up and down with your thumb.

Tate shoved you to the bed, pinning your arms above your head and holding them tight.

His breathing pattern was no longer normal. It was a heavy one.

His dark brown eyes locked with yours. Your orbs were wide, not understanding what the hell was going on. Or maybe you did but were in denial.

“Please. I want you.” He purred, seeing you with puppy eyes, the ones he knew you couldn’t resist.

“Hahah, you funny.”

He let out a frustrated whine, almost begging on his knees for you to get the hint.

“I’m not kidding. Pretty please. I need you.”

“Do you mean…?” You raised your head a few centimeters to look at his crotch in order to confirm your suspicions. Your cheeks had a cute blush as soon as you noticed Tate’s erection restrained by his jeans. It looked painful, and it actually was.

“Yes. I want to. Please, I truly need it. Please, please, please?” His voice was shaky and low, a needy desperate whisper. “Can I?”

This wasn’t what you expected for today. You saw Tate as a best friend, but you couldn’t deny he was handsome… And that he already provoked butterflies in your stomach before.

Hesitantly, you gave a shy nod with your head, giving him consent to continue. “But Tate… I’ve never done this before, I dunno what to do, I—” You trailed off, being cut off mid-sentence when Tate placed his lips over yours. The kiss was slow and tender, not rough at all. Your bottom lip was between his, as he nibbled it with extreme care to not hurt you.

After some seconds, he pulled apart and led his hand towards the side of your face, brushing some hairs away. “Don’t ya worry, princess. Leave it all to me, hm? I’ll be gentle. Unless you don’t want me to.” With that being said, he leaned into your neck, pressing his mouth on your sensitive flesh. He left sweet kisses, making you hum as you melted under him.

His lips continued to tease your skin, leaving some little bites between every kiss, trailing down to your collarbone. Tate stopped there and helped you get rid of your blouse, tossing it aside and continued his journey, this time kissing your sternum while his right hand cupped one of your breasts, kneading it gently over the fabric of your bra. He pulled down the straps and took off the piece of lingerie, setting your tits free.

The cold air hit you and your nipples perked up, looking ravishing and making him desire you even more.

He introduced one of the hardened buds into his warm mouth, sucking it greedily and making lewd wet sounds as he did so. His left rubbed the other nipple in circles, taking it with his thumb and index, pulling it and pinching it.

“Hmph… Huh…” You let out soft whimpers, slightly arching your back meanwhile he abused your breasts.

Tate stopped after some minutes, letting go of your nipple and looking at you, grabbing your chin and tilting your head to the side. He approached your ear and whispered, “You like this?”

“Yes…” You begged. Your voice was already ragged and shaky.

Instinctively, you pressed your thighs together, rubbing them as a pathetic try to feel some relief. Tate realized it and spread your legs with one of his hands. He took his digits right to your clothed pussy, eagerly rubbing the spot where your clit was.

“Someone’s already wet? Cute.” He giggled and took off his striped sweater, throwing it away. He positioned himself between your limbs and pulled down your pants, mesmerized as he saw your damp panties. Tate continued rubbing your bundle of nerves over the fabric of your underwear, still fascinated at how humid you were.

This was the moment he had been waiting for the past weeks. He wasn’t going to need to jerk off to your photos anymore, because now he would be able to jerk off to your tits in person.

Tate removed the last barrier that was stopping him from touching your womanhood directly. He pulled them down to your ankles and you helped him to get rid of it by shaking your feet.

He got closer to your cunt and placed your legs over his shoulder, spreading your folds with two of his large digits, blowing some air at the sensitive meat. Finally, he started sucking on your swollen clitoris, enjoying the feeling of your dampness against his face.

“Mmh…” He moaned, still toying with the nub. You grabbed him by the hair, not thinking about what you were doing. You just let yourself go and pulled him closer to your pussy, wanting to feel more. Your body twitched, unconsciously bucking your hips against his mouth that was currently making slurping sounds.

His attention changed and was now on your slit, teasing just the entrance with his hot tongue, while his nose rubbed against your clit. He lapped your pretty cunt, savoring your juices as if they were a delicacy.

Looking at your adorable face contorting in pleasure, he introduced his ring finger into your wet, tight hole. It was a slow and kind movement because the last thing he wanted was to hurt you. He slipped it deeper, pumping it in and out with care, increasing speed after a few seconds once he saw you comfortable. “Tell me if it hurts…”

“Mhm… It feels nice. Huh…” Your melodic whimpers and moans were just too much for him. He could listen to you for the rest of his days and never get tired of you.

Without further ado, he introduced his middle finger, now finger-fucking you with two. Tate’s thumb was also working wonders on your lil’ bundle of nerves in circular motion.

She was clenching around Tate’s large fingers, that he curled inside of her, hitting the right spot to make you squirm and feel a new and foreign sensation in your lower belly.

“Fuck it, I can’t wait anymore.”

He undid his belt, unzipped his pants and pulled down his boxers, quickly getting rid of them and letting them fall to the wooden floor.

You just stared in awe; it was the first time you saw one in real life.

Tate grabbed his hardened cock and stroked it a few times on top of you, finding amusing your silly reaction. The reddish tip was glistening with pre-cum, which he used as lube. He spat at your pussy and rubbed his slick saliva with two digits, before finally thrusting his dick.

He did it slowly, beginning with the head. Eventually, he pushed his entire length, hitting your cervix and stretching you out for the first time.

“Fuck, you’re so tight!” Even if he was taking the lead, he was a whiny mess, vocal and loud.

He continued pounding into you, his gaze never leaving your face. Tate loved how you rolled your eyes to the back of your head and how your little mouth was letting out such nasty sounds.

The room was filled with slapping and wet sounds, created by his skin slapping against yours, his balls always hitting you with every stab. Again, he placed your legs on his wide shoulders to have a better angle and pump into you deeper than before.

His big veiny hands were roaming all over your body, specifically your breasts. Within minutes, he developed an addiction to them. Probably because of his mommy issues? He grabbed them roughly, tweaking both of your nipples as he fucked you mercilessly.

Tate lolled his head as he felt your hole gripping him tight. Very tight.

He increased the pace and moaned your name, begging you to squeeze him tighter.

“Oh, please, please, please!” The blonde kept whining. He left one of his hands taking care of your nipples, while the other went back to torture your clit. He stroked it in circles, and then up and down, applying the enough amount of pressure to make you beg for more.

“Tate, I feel like I’m—”

“It’s okay, let it go, mhm?”

You couldn’t hold yourself any longer and squirted all over him, coating his lower body with your warm fluids.

“Oh, oh, oh, oh, gonna cum!” Tate pulled out from your cunt and pumped his cock with his hand finishing with a loud moan. His hot sticky white cum coated your breasts and abdomen, creating an incredible sight that he always imagined.

All spent, Tate threw himself next to you on the bed, pulling a blanket to cover both of you as he filled your pretty face in candy pecks.

“Did it hurt? First time usually does.” He looked at you, concerned for your wellbeing. “I was too rough?”

You laughed and shook your head no, caressing his messy locks with your fingers, tenderly scratching his scalp. “Don’t worry, I’m fine, really.”

Tate smiled at you and kissed you on the lips, “You’re so pretty, Y/N.”

You hugged him from behind, him being the little spoon this time. Your mind was going wild; you were still processing what happened and was about to drift to sleep when he whispered.

“Y/N…?”

“Mh, what is it, Tate?”

“I love you… Please be mine?”

[eternal-kosmo-ghoul]

AS MY TREAT I WANT THE MOST SILLY, GOOFY AAA HCS OF THE PAPA'S.

Like idk Copia used to have to wear earplugs because Terzo snores so loudly it's literally obnoxious or something like that.

“aww my middle finger likes you”

❤︎ synopsis — this is pure bullshittery and crack in its finest form with the papas. they can be a little crazy at times

pairing: all papa emeritus’ x gn!reader (can be platonic or romantic)

theme: crack ✦ , fluff ✿ (if you squint)

a/n: this is a toast to my bestie for being an absolute chad. i was high making these, enjoy.

cw: terzo is a warning enough on his own. that’s it.

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➵ papa primo

he’s the oldest so he constantly has to deal with the shit from his psychopathic brothers

like— primo is basically THE mom friend, except he’s the mom for moe, larry and curly over here

(moe, larry and curly being secondo, terzo and copia)

he constantly had to hold back secondo from beating the shit out of terzo because terzo made fun of him for being bald

“I’M GONNA RIP OFF YOUR WEAVE—“ “SECONDO NO—“

bro unironically listens to weezer

like full out busting down a just dance move to this music

you once caught him dancing to it, and he stood there frozen like the man emoji

he told you to never speak of it again and you just nodded, trying to plague your mind of that horrendous image

primo cannot cook for shit too btw

you were once out and asked him to make something before you got home to the ministry

the minute you walked in the door, the kitchen stove was on fire and all of primo’s ghouls were running around and screaming in infernal about the fire

meanwhile, primo stood there not knowing what to do, looking like the man emoji AGAIN

it’s basically his trademark at this point

“…. primo what the absolute fuck—“ “it wasn’t me i swear.”

while primo’s ghouls were still learning english, he once said “fuck you” to you in a very sarcastic way

but the ghouls thought it was how humans said “hello” in english

so they went around to the other siblings of sin, and sister imperator saying “fuck you” to them while leaving all those poor people offended and dumbfounded

you smacked the back of his head after that and forced him to apologize to his ghouls and to the siblings of sin (plus imperator of course)

and he gave the ghouls extra scritches too

primo also has the dad sneeze

like he can send another universe to the next tomorrow with his goofy ass sneeze

he once sneezed so loud he scared copia and caused him to bang his head on the wall

it was kinda funny tbh

anyways yeah note to self stay 10000 feet away from primo if he’s on the verge of sneezing

it’ll save your life

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➵ papa secondo

secondo has two moods

“oh my satan you’re all so stupid i literally hate you all” and “tee hee i’m a girly girl”

like ??? what’s this guy on???

this guy has the sass of a high school history teacher

like secondo’s being so deadass about whatever he’s saying but he’s always fucking saying it like—

“c’mon now, you literally have the style of a hairless roach 💅”

it confuses you a lot of the time, really

secondo has his moments where he’s sweet, but for the most part he’s pulling up the middle finger to everyone he sees

it’s a habit

someone could say hi to him in the nicest way possible and he’ll just grumble and flip them off

it’s not even that he’s trying to be mean, it’s a habit (a very bad habit)

you once got tired of it and smacked his hand, when he flipped you off. so it’s safe to say he no longer does it

at least to you

secondo is an absolute menace to his brothers

with primo he’s chill because he’s the eldest, but with the younger two he’s got no chill

definitely made copia cry at some point during his younger years

he later got his ass chewed out by you and primo, because no one makes copia cry

secondo’s literally so bossy it’s kinda funny

he’s always one flip flop away from smacking someone every time someone pisses him off

him and terzo are BEEFING all the time

and it’s over the stupidest shit too

“you’re stupid.” “well, you’re face is stupid” “you’re both stupid, end of the discussion.”

you once switched out all of his skull face paint for a pink barbie pallet

so secondo was walking around lookin’ like hello kitty emeritus and everyone was trying so hard not to laugh

even his ghouls were struggling too

“… secondo—“ “not. another. word.”

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➵ papa terzo

bro’s the fuckin’ definition of fruity

you thought secondo was girly pop?? wait ‘till you see terzo, he’s fucking extravagant

will literally show up in the grocery store lookin’ like a character ripped straight from criminal minds

like— he has to make a show EVERYWHERE he goes. he likes to stand out

terzo is also the type of man to wear skirts and dresses because he knows he’s hot shit and he devours every fit he puts together

he shows off that waist frfr

“… terzo what the fuck—“ “shut up you know i’m sexy and i’m going to show it.”

if you wear skirts or dresses he’ll definitely ask to borrow them

he definitely passed down his fruitiness to copia

and to his ghouls

he scams kids on adopt me and has a good laugh every time because he likes to see people get mad at him since he stole their hella expensive pet from them

primo told him to quit it because what kind of satanic pope scams poor little children on a roblox game?

as stylish as terzo is, he cannot do his hair and makeup to save his life

he’ll usually ask you to do it for him wherever he has to perform or do public events, which is why his face paint is simple compared to secondo and primo

it gives you two bonding time though and it’s cute

he once watched the pinkie pie smile hd video and was traumatized for a few days

like he straight up locked himself in his room and would not come out unless you convinced him to do so

during an after party after a concert ritual, he got so wasted and almost kissed omega

like you had to PRY this man off of the poor ghoul, while omega stood there unaffected (hehe tall buff demon boy)

terzo is the shortest emeritus and none of his brothers will let him live it down

ESPECIALLY copia, since he’s younger than him

terzo almost kicked him in the nuts because of that

but that definitely was a stab to his already massive ego

you reassured him that there’s nothing wrong with his height even though you found some of the jokes his brothers made funny

live laugh love terzo

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➵ papa copia

copia doesn’t know what he’s doing half of the time

like he’s just given a mic and he just wings a performance while the ghouls on stage are fucking around and going absolutely feral

out of all the papas, copia legitimately treats his ghouls like his own kids

he feels like he’s getting more grey hairs every time he has to stop swiss from fucking his own guitar, or sodo and phantom from fighting about cheese sticks

you sometimes help copia do ghoul-sitting and it’s just chaos. you’re literally their second parent

copia and you = parent duo for the era iv ghouls

he unironically owns a lot of funko pops

and he keeps the one of himself on a special pedestal in a glass case for safe keeping

though secondo almost once knocked over the case and he was three seconds away from smiting a bitch

you once were looking for copia because you wanted to ask him something and you found him in a ritual room

except the ritual was that he surrounded himself with a bunch of rat plushies and he was on his knees in front of a picture of a rat with a tiny crown

you were so confused, and he refuses to acknowledge what that was

“…. copia i—“ “you didn’t see anything.”

he fucking washes himself with dish soap and laundry detergent

this man is going around smelling like dawn dish soap and it’s so weird

it’s not that it even smells bad??? it just smells so interesting and strong you swear you’re in a fever dream

copia is an avid mitski fan

definitely cried his eyes out like a little bitch when he first listened to “the land is inhospitable and so are we” because he couldn’t get over how sad “my love mine all mine was”

radiates theater kid energy

but like— the kind of theater kid that is just passionate about theater and is very giddy when people ask about it

when he started his first meeting as papa he got so nervous that he straight up started the meeting with the word “mushroom”

like it’s so random ??? but it made the ghouls and you giggle so it somewhat worked out ??

copia is a little silly

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[ayisnzinyur]

hi guys so i just watched monster (2023) and let me tell you this is gonna be my best movie of the month or maybe of the year... why?? (sorry fod the broken eng, my first language is not english)

SPOILER ALLERT

we know that movie goes with 2 boys with different povs (minato's mom, their teacher, and minato himself) for me, minato's pov was something else...

i've been watched so many japan movies but i never found the same vibes as monster gave it to me (exp nobody knows)

maybe i would sell my soul to the kore-eda for yori's pov cause i NEED IT. i wanna know his pov.

okay, so minato likes yori right? but he doesn't wanna validate his feelings, cause people around them seeing is not normal, even yori's dad said so. he refuses or idk the words(?) would fit describing scene when yori gives a hug to minato after he said he wants to move to a different city

as a queer (i'm a transman btw) their relationship hits too close to homes. i KNOW WHAT MINATO FEELS. i know when you're trying to not validate your feeling cause you're liking someone whose has same gender as you! i know that feeling, i'm crying like i just got hit by a bus when minato came to yori's house just to found out yori is 'healing' from it, from liking boys??

and the ending? THE ENDING IS TOP NOTCH. i don't know why tiktok making them as a trend "i wish you were girl" YK WHAT?? MINATO NEVER EVER WANT YORI AS A GIRL. minato wants yori, only yori. that's why when yori asks is this reborn, minato disagree and saying they're still the same. because minato loves yori. for the fuck of tiktokers, i beg you to stop 😭

[itsmattchou]

cause you make it better !

pairing: zb1 hyung line x gn!reader warnings: yes men wear necklaces too😡, uni crush hanbin, FIRST TIME MEETING PARENTS FOR TAERAE😱, uhm idk hay fever havers dni with matthews part (/j), NOT PROOFREAD!!!, cursing, english isn't my first language!!! genre: fluff synopsis: reverse icks with the zb1 boys. notes: i wanted to be cool n delulu and write something good but this just sucks so much holy fuck. y/n in matthews part is me btw. I'm just writing him as my perfect bf btw. he actually already is my perfect boyfriend btw. ship mattchou btw.

kim jiwoong  jiwoong loves giving you gifts, sometimes for no occasion at all. his most recent purchase for you was a beautiful necklace with his and yours initials engraved on it. he grabbed the necklace from your hands and made his way to stand right behind you so he can put it around your neck. the two of you were standing right in front of a mirror and he smiled right at you from behind you, "do you like it, darling?"

him putting a necklace around you.

zhang hao it was a beautiful night. the sky was filled with sparkling stars, not a single cloud in sight. a comfortable blanket was laid out on the slightly wet grass and had hao and you laying on it. hao had crossed his arms behind his had and listened intently to you, who was pointing at random stars in the sky and telling him random facts you know about them. he really couldn't help but smile, silently thanking the heavens for being able to date you.

stargazing with him.

sung hanbin it was another boring class on another boring wednesday. you weren't really paying attention to anything the teacher was saying, you were rather busy looking for something else- while scanning the entire room you really just wanted to find HIS face. biting your lip in anticipation you continued searching for your crush, whose sole existence would make this whole thing bearable. your heart however skipped five or six beats when you spotted him, already looking right at you.

looking for him but he's already staring at you.

seok matthew matthew loves taking you on walks, especially during spring time. during that time of the year the weather was perfect- not too hot nor too cold- and flowers and trees would be coming back to life after resting all winter. spring has rolled around again and he was already dragging you outside for a walk. you ended up walking by a flower field, where he picked the prettiest one and put in in your hair. he smiled brightly; "you look beautiful!"

him picking a flower and putting it in your hair.

kim taerae you were anxiously sitting in the dining room of taeraes parents: this was your first time meeting them and you were super worried about the possibility of them not liking you. taerae intertwined his fingers with yours under the table. "i am so glad that we are finally able to get to know you!", his (really talkative) mom said, "he already told us so much about you!" you smiled shyly and glanced over at your boyfriend, who had a faint blush on his cheeks. his parents loved you by the way.

his parents telling you he already told them so much about you.

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Subtext and Culture, Young Royals, Season 2, Episode 1

Season 2 picks up after the Christmas break, it is now early January 2021, and Wilhelm is asleep, dreaming of Simon...

Cinematography: The show does a slow transition from Wilhelm's sex dream by changing the colours from the soft golden light of his dream, to the harsh early January daylight, and by letting the sound of a vacuum cleaner pierce the signature [dreamy electronic music] of his dream.

Subtext: We're seeing Wilhelm move like a ghost through the palace, ignoring everyone, even his mother. He's still angry with her, and they haven't really talked all break.

Blink and you miss it: It's hard to make out, but Erik's silver cigarette case is also inscribed with Sällskapet - The Society, the ultra-douche nobility club.

Cinematography: Just like last season was bookended by a fourth wall break, here comes the opening montage and a very angry Wilhelm staring into the camera.

Subtext: The August montage tells us a bunch of things. He's been spending Christmas break alone at school since he doesn't really have a family to spend it with, and his eating disorder/body dysmorphia sure isn't getting better.

Culture: Simon is playing the song Aldrig Igen by Cherrie, which is about leaving someone who has hurt you. The repeating refrain goes: "Never gonna happen again. I don't want to feel like that."

Culture: Minimum age for getting your driver's license in Sweden is 18. It's getting more and more rare for people to get their driver's license as soon as possible, because it's simply not a necessity for most. When I went to high school last century (in the 90's), about half the class got theirs at that time. These days less than a third get theirs that early.

Subtext: Although Felice didn't really have a plot of her own this season, I'm glad to see that she learned something last season and keeps ignoring her annoying, prattling, mom. That her friend Sara got into the Manor House is much more important than whatever horsey-horse blah her mom is whining about.

Subtext: Madison hands Sara a crystal, of course she's into that. But I'm not crunchy enough to figure out what the hell she means by "among other things". Help. Anyone? What is that even? Amethyst?

Subtext: "Native Americans and other indigenous peoples have burned sage for centuries as part of a spiritual ritual to cleanse a person or space, and to promote healing and wisdom." Thank you Google for that explanation. And of course it's something Madison would do.

Lost in translation: The English translation of their chanting didn't quite capture everything. A literal translation would be "Fine girls, deep pockets, worship our fine pussies!" But fina flickor is an expression that means well-mannered upper-class girls, djupa fickor is a Swedish idiom that means being rich, and these two fragments both rhymes with and alliterates with fina fittor, except the latter is extremely vulgar, which creates an interesting juxtaposition of contrasting tone. Btw, my high school Swedish teacher was the best teacher I've ever had, and I know he would be so fucking proud of me right now if he could see me writing this! Tack, Magnus.

Subtext: And here comes the first mention of this season's main theme; traditions, upholding them, breaking them, examining them... Interestingly enough it's Felice who suggests breaking it, while all the other girls insist that Sara has to continue the tradition. And boy, does she ever. At least the fire department didn't show up...

Subtext: The real reason August didn't join Vincent or Nils on their expensive Christmas vacation to the Seychelles is of course that he can't afford it. But his dismissive joke also just point to his own eating disorder problems. August, get help.

Subtext: When Simon insta-stalks Marcus we get to see a bit of his personality. Apparently, Marcus likes camping, fishing, hiking, horses, and his Volvo. The 850 is a classic 90's station wagon, and although it's pretty unusual for 18-year-olds to own a car in Sweden, something like that checks out and it's probably his car.

Subtext: Vincent is such an ass, and I love every second of it. He has zero respect for the younger students, he doesn't give a shit that Wilhelm is royal.

Subtext: Wilhelm is being an assertive bitch to August here and insists on him addressing him in third person, as if they weren't familiar...

Blink and you miss it: ...which makes Nils and Vincent laugh, and Vincent makes a mocking salute to Wilhelm.

Subtext: But in the end, August is the prefect, so they do as he says and allow the first-years to join the party, even though they have no idea why August is letting Wilhelm get away with it.

Cinematography: This season also does a lot of mirroring where scenes in this season look like scenes in the first season. This particular one mirrors the one where Simon appears at the initiation party for Wilhelm and catches his eye, except it's a lot more sad this time.

Subtext: Oh look, The Theme™ pops up again, and Simon is of course not a fan of keeping the shitty traditions that forced Sara to do something stupid, so that he had to rush to school to check up on her.

Subtext: Wilhelm is an awkward idiot around Simon. He really has no idea how to reconnect with him.

Cinematography: Again, we're mirroring the initiation party in s1 where Simon excuses himself, but this time Wilhelm doesn't chase after him.

Subtext: I'm sorry what now? Nils is not straight? That came out of fucking nowhere, but ok, let's roll with it! Also, whoever subtitled this is obviously familiar with Tinder, but not with Grindr. Nils says that he saw Marcus on Grindr, not that they matched, because that's not how Grindr works.

Subtext: The main theme of the entire show is about social class, if you haven't figured this out by now. Nils is firmly in team upper-class, and tells Wilhelm how he's supposed to handle dating: Only date or hook up with people from your own class, or with people who know how to keep everything discreet, private, and down-low.

Subtext: Wilhelm looks around in confusion, because he expected Simon to be singing in the choir. Where the hell is Simon?

Subtext: Meanwhile, Simon is late and on the bus with his friends on Team Rebound, who are giving him advice that's gonna turn out to be pretty crap.

Culture: Padel is so middle class, Vincent is right! Padel surged in popularity in Sweden in 2021 for some weird reason, and tons of padel courts popped up all over the country. However, the hype completely crashed in 2022, so most of those places are now facing bankruptcy and people actually talk about padeldöden - padel death, so the sport is kind of a joke right now.

Subtext: Wilhelm puts on the most fake smile ever and says hi to Alexander who is back at school. They were all correct when they said that Alexander really wouldn't get punished for getting caught with the drugs, his parents simply bribed the school to hush it down, but their treatment of Alexander will backfire spectacularly on Wilhelm later in the season.

Subtext: The show is doing a bit of exposition here, but it's also reminding us of who knows what about the sex tape, and why Wilhelm hasn't told Simon that he knows who did it. One more thing that will backfire spectacularly.

Subtext: And in a quick throwaway comment we learn that the late prince Erik had a thing with a porn model, and that the royal court successfully swept that whole thing under the carpet, as they do.

Subtext: The rest of the girls thoughtlessly let Sara pick up the tab for their coffee, which is nothing to them, but for Sara it's half her savings. She's treating them without protest, but doesn't buy anything for herself because she simply can't afford it.

Subtext: Don't sit next to him, don't talk to him, pretend he doesn't exist! Simon is really trying to follow the advice of his friends.

Cinematography: Oh look, a mirroring of the scary movie scene where they touch hands in season 1. Except this time Simon jerks his hand away.

Subtext: The Theme! This time it's Wilhelm who's on team fuck the traditions, although he's doing it just to undermine August.

Lost in translation: Vincent actually uses the word kladdiga - sticky, smudgy - about their hands, which in Swedish implies they're all toddlers who should sit down and shut up while the adults are talking.

Subtext: No, Wilhelm really didn't stick up for anyone last season, he threw Alexander under the bus, and he threw Simon under the bus, so we're just heaping on the guilt now.

Subtext: And we're doing some more exposition to remind everyone about who knows what about the sex tape. Here Sara finds out that August knows that Wilhelm knows it was him, and he's blaming her for telling him, even though she hasn't told anyone. Not even Simon, speaking about things that will backfire spectacularly.

Subtext: Sara's plotline is gaining steam, much like she did after touching August, if you know what I mean, eh, eh, eh? She knows he's a piece of shit, she knows he's a bad person that she can't trust, but she also thinks he's hot as fuck and this obviously causes quite a lot of conflicting emotions in her.

Subtext: No, Wilhelm truly doesn't realize this. He's been trying to get close to Simon in order to get him back, but he still hasn't got a damn clue as to why Simon is keeping his distance.

Subtext: Note that Simon going after Marcus is 100% reactive. He asked him for a ride because he needed to for Sara's sake. And now he's agreeing to karaoke night because Wilhelm just hurt him again, and because his friends have been encouraging him to go for a rebound boyfriend.

Culture: Carola Häggkvist is a very well known Swedish artist and songwriter who had her breakthrough at 17 in the 1983 Eurovision Song Contest with the song Marcus is choosing. She only came in third that time, but won the ESC in 1991 with the song Fångad av en Stormvind. Despite being wacko Christian for a while and married to Norwegian preacher Runar Søgaard, who lost his weapons license after shooting a deer from his bedroom window, she has now mended her ways and is somewhat of a gay icon in Sweden, performing at Stockholm Pride in 2013.

Culture: Främling is about meeting a stranger, falling in love, and taking a chance on this newfound love. Marcus might look like a doofus, but his song choice is pretty clever, although obvious.

Subtext: Can we just appreciate Vincent's dramatics for a second? A first-year not moving their ass off a couch he wants to sit in is apparently causing his entire world to come crashing down. The audacity! Chaos! The system is there for a reason! It provides stability! What's next? Everyone is just gonna sit around playing the bongos? Someone needs to enforce the proper order of things, because August apparently refuses to do so!

Subtext: Some nice foreshadowing here where Alexander checkmates Wilhelm.

Culture: The Swedish Royal Court is an organisation with hundreds of employees who assist the royal family in all their official duties. Here we're seeing the Queen having a late night meeting with some court officials. Although the show doesn't say, it's likely that Minou who was introduced in season 1 is the head of the press and information department, and that the new character Jan-Olof is the Marshal of the Court, which would put him in charge of planning and preparing all official events that the royal family attends.

Subtext: From the perspective of the Queen and the court, Wilhelm's outburst comes out of nowhere. He's been refusing to talk to his mother for weeks, and now he suddenly calls them up, rants about Simon being on a date with another boy, and screams that he doesn't want to become king in the future. In addition, he threatens to talk to the press himself, which makes Minou somewhat concerned to put it lightly.

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gangs favorite classes🫶🥰🫡☝️🤓

i keep taking breaks from tumblr but i’m really tryna get back in the swing of things🙏

ponyboy:

ahhhh i haven’t reread the book in a while but he probably mentions classes he likes or he doesn’t like

ik he has like a D in his creative writing class or smth but that’s cause he don’t like the restrictions that come with writing for an assignment

in reality i feel like he is an english guy overall

also gives history ngl

more social studies classes

8/10 hes real for that

johnny:

elective guy thru and thru

like photography, art, ceramics, graphic design, etc

he might be amazing at these artsy classes

and that’s why he likes them OR

he just loves the chill classroom vibe yk

also he likes the kids in there too

i feel like johnny gets so annoyed with louder socs who mess around in the classes he likes

cause my guy is actually respectful🫶🙏

10/10 so valid honestly, like photo is fr my favorite class and i feel like johnny would totally fw that

sodapop:

language classes

like spanish, french, german, whatever floats your boat

i think he likes the funny atmosphere of everyone kinda messing up whenever they’re put on the spot to speak in class

just cause no one really cares

ALSO DESTROYS during presentations btw

like either he’s genuinely good

or he just keeps messing up and giggles abt it so much that the teacher starts yelling at him abt it

genuinely has a dgaf mindset to school in general which is very admirable

6/10 i hate my spanish 2 class but its ok😭🙏

darry:

sports med / sports weights

OR anatomy

like he just enjoys sports so anything that relates to that he finds really interesting

he likes the helping people aspect of sports med

and i’m in sports med as well which is actually so fun ngl

he eats with that

always crushes tests

i think he really studies for tests and actually tries

which allows him to get good grades🤓☝️

but he couldn’t care less abt classes he doesn’t like

7/10 valid

dally:

pretends to not give a shit but we know he does when it comes to the gang

bc of this, his fave classes are whatever he has the most friends in

other than that he thinks all classes are terrible and they all feel like years

math guy when he actually understands the concept

but the second things get hard he just gives up

“who needs these hyperbolas anyways man🙄”

lives for lunch and after school cause he just walks around and talks

or fights with other kids but we don’t talk abt that

6/10 im the same way abt math

two-bit:

any class where he can mess with the teacher

like either the teacher is chill and jokes around with him

OR the teacher actually sucks and two just makes them even more mad

lives for class laughter

like soda he enjoys more participation based classes, less the actual content

somehow he always gets sat in the desk right next to the teachers desk so they can keep an eye on him

barely ever gets to sit next to his friends for obvious reasons LMAO

7/10 also valid

steve:

obviously auto mechanic if the school offers it

otherwise he gives a science kid

like biology, physics, anatomy, stuff like that

his brain is just the type to get it

so those classes are barely hard for him

which is SO LUCKY

he the type to just go off about some technical concept the class is going over and explain it perfectly to his friend who needs help and then make a your mom joke the next minute

5/10 i hate physics and i hate how he’d be better at it than me

ANYWAYS REQUEST STUFF PLS🫶😋‼️

(btw i’m going thru requests rn so dw!!)

[iwaoiness]

Foolbirds

"Are you talking to Iwaizumi?" Matsukawa asks quietly, pretending to pay attention to the physics problem the teacher is explaining on the board.

Sitting next to him, in the back row, Oikawa stiffens, raising his head toward Issei, and blinking. His lips are curved into a soft smile that he hasn't given him time to disguise.

"What?"

Mattsun smiles, peeling his eyes away from the board to direct them towards Tooru's phone on the table. It’s tucked under the thick physics book, screen on and brightness at minimum.

“You’re not subtle at all.”

Oikawa’s cheeks quickly turn red and he frowns, narrowing his big eyes.

“I’m not talking to Iwa-chan, it’s just… mom”

“Do you smile like a fool in love with your mom?”

"Actually, I didn't say it's my mom, maybe I'm talking to yours" He smiles proudly, but Issei arches an eyebrow, maintaining eye contact, amused watching Oikawa's ears also turn red and his lips quiver.

"Nice try, but you're not convincing at all."

Tooru's expression turns into a pout and he snorts, averting his gaze.

"... It’s Iwa-chan" He mumbles.

"Mmh" He hums, expanding his lazy smile as he turns his vision back towards the board. "Lovebirds"

"We're not!" He babbles too loudly, grabbing the attention of the class and halting the teacher's explanation.

Matsukawa has to make a titanic effort not to laugh as Oikawa (who curses him under his breath) quickly turns away, sketching his best innocent smile, the one that says I’m the best and more reliable student.

"Is there something you'd like to share with the class, Oikawa-kun?" The sensei arches an eyebrow, one hand on her waist and the other holding the chalk.

"Just how well you teach the class, sensei" He broadens his smile, cocking his head slightly in a gesture he knows no one can resist.

The sensei blinks slightly in surprise, letting out an oh, thank you before smiling back at him and continuing with the explanation.

Oikawa sighs and, frowning again, pinches Matsukawa's thigh under the table when he hears him cough to hide the laughter.

"This is your fault" He sticks his tongue out at him, slouching back over his book (his phone, actually).

Matsukawa rolls his eyes in enjoyment, again pretending to be understanding Coulomb's law. It's only a matter of seconds until Tooru is visibly more relaxed and when Issei glances sideways at him, he finds him again grinning dumbly at his phone, typing subtly.

Instead of lovebirds, fool-birds, he thinks, making sure the sensei is still engrossed in her explanation before lifting the cover of his own book where he has hidden his phone and glancing at the latest messages he has received from Hanamaki.

chicken teri-maki 🦩

bro i cant handle this anymore tf are they waiting for this happens in EVERY FUCKING english class and i cant pay attention to the damn lessons bc this mf is so in love and im too gossipy to ignore it

And there is an accompanying image, somewhat blurry and from a low angle, but it is enough to see Iwaizumi's profile, with his cheek resting on his hand, eyes set on his phone hidden in his case and a small smile that he tries to conceal by gently biting his lip.

btw u know in japan we say machine to the sewing machines only but apparently in english it refers to anything from alarm clock to a piece of construction??

Then, there is another image, this time, a selfie of Makki from below, with a disgusted expression directed at the camera.

Issei snorts and, with agility, types on his phone with one hand.

welcome to the false friends's world do u know consent sounds like konsento the word we use to power outlet but consent in english its asking for permission to do something? and what do u thing our two stupids boys are talking about?

fr?? i hate the false friends sm why are we studying this shit idk dude but i swear one day ill get these two together

for my mental health and academic achievement

...

u can find me on my ao3 🌻🍉

[starlightbooklove]

Ok lets keep going.

Episode 4.

He was so confused with Poseidon saving Percy LMAO, i had to explain him. He was telling me that HE CAN BREATH UNDERWATER and i had to tell them that he didn't know that and he was like BUT HE CAN RIGHT??

He said that the chimera looked like a dog I thought he was referring to before he transformed but he told me no, even transformed he looked like one I asked him since when do dogs have horns lmao

Episode 5.

He really liked the scene of the ride of love

I think it helped him to understand more about the gods things.

He was on the edge with the scene of the chair, again he mentioned Percy's powers

Like HE CAN SAVE HER RIGHT

He was so confused about who Ares was

I told him that he was the god of war and he asked me if he liked to fight

I was like yees, but no at the same time, he creates wars, he went *impressed Pikachu face*

Episode 6

Him: Who's him?

Me: Hermes.

Him: what does he do

Me: dude we literally saw him like two episodes ago, he delivered medusa's head.

Him: aaaa

Wait why are they forgetting? I explained him

He repeated like three times if they forgot anything And I told him yes but that Grover was the one who forgot the most. I had to remind him who Pan was because he completely ignored the chatter on the train.

Episode 7.

He's commenting everything, he's all in now.

Got half scared, half excited for the dog.

He was asking a lot bout the underworld cause he was wondering if it was hell, lol

Also i explained him who was hades

The biggest wtf face when they found the lighting

He was much more confused when the shoes tried to drag him to Tartarus

Why is his mom there?

My sweet child pay attention

Ooooh it was Kronos. He keeps calling Ares, Percy's cousin lmao

OMG they're gonna fight.

Episode 8. (Definetly My favorite reactions of all of the episodes).

OMG THE OCEAN

Is that his house??

He literally remembered Alecto's name as a "teacher" in the first episode that her actual name btw

Him: Why the necklace?

Me: Because it is a lucky necklace

Him: Can you buy a lucky necklace? I had to explain that to him that that's not how it works, he was not very convinced.

What is a forbidden child? OMG 😭

What is Zeus doing on a fliping stone throne? L M A O i fucking died (He said it with such a sass)

Oooh that's his dad right? Why does he say he gives up?

Why are they speaking in English? (we watched the series in Spanish)

Me: that's not english hun.

He's back, to the tree, wait they Made it?? That means he gets the glory right??

Has a theory: the man in Black that has the light and is in his dreams is the thief, and that's his cousin!! (LMAOOO I don't know what made me laugh more, how wrong he was or that he kept calling Ares cousin)

I was like sure Jan.

His mouth went full Open with the revelation of the thief He even laughed at himself for his big mistake about who the thief was.

In shock the whole fight and when Annabeth showed up.

In the last dream of the episode he was half confused but he said ''finally'' when the figure appeared Because he could finally see it properly and he said it was scary

Post credits scene.

As soon as he saw the box he said that's where the head was and he laughed when Gabe turned to stone.

Latest impressions

I asked him what he thinks and he excitedly told me that he loved it and that it was super exciting and good I asked him if he wanted to be like Percy and he told me something like that, without the monsters but with the lightning and the sword hehe

Yes he finished it in less than a day lmao

Proud to introduce him to this, hope that one day he gets to watch the complete adapted series or likes to read so he can read it 🥹

[motorcycleboy9]

HIII 8 9 11 16 FOR ASK THING

thank you sm for the questions!

8. How did you get into The Outsiders?

ohhh. man.

well I moved to the US last year and in december my english teacher made us divide into book-reading groups in the realistic fiction genre. there were about 4 options, and I did not pick the outsiders btw, and for some reason I thought it was about musical bands? I also remember liking the cover of the book

anyway at the two last days of school before the christmas break we watched the outsiders movie in class. and when it got to the church sunset scene I fucking lost it. and when it was the johnny and dally death scenes, I was freaking out in my mind. AND I KNEW IT WAS WHAT I NEEDED

after the end of the break I asked my teacher to read the book, and that's how it went. by the way, while watching the movie I didn't understand anything but gayness and tragedy (my listening skills suck), so when I read the book it made much more sense.

9. What's your favorite scene/moment from the book?

1) Hospital reunion

the moment that made Pony realize all the feeling Darry had for him. while watching the movie for the first time, I didn't get much of it, mostly because I was still at the point of trying to remember who is who. but reading the book I was fighting to not start to cry. I still do.

2) Johhny, Dally, and Pony talk in the car before fire in the church.

the moment that shoved most of dally's concern for johhny, him not wanting johnny to get hurt and go through the same thing he did once. and his voice changing to a different tone when saying that. uhh. I just can't do it.

3) Pony and Dally talk in the car on the way to the hospital. or more like monolog. whatever.

4) Johnny's death. No comment. I'm still not over it.

Other ones: (I'm not gonna take pictures anymore I'm tired)

5) Johnny's letter

6) Dally's death

7) Ponyboy with busted bottle and Socs, at the grocery store with Steve and Two-bit.

8) Pre-rumble

11. What's your opinion on the movie?

as I already said, I watched the movie before I read the book, so I wasn't really critical of it.

7/10 for the cast lineup, the hell are they all dark haired for? whoever picked ralph macchio for johnny should know it was the best decision ever. I got a crush on matt dillon when I watched the movie so who am I to blame others for that 😭😭 though even if it wasn't the best fit for dallas I'm still glad I found out about him

8/10 for book-accuracy. I would love it if it had been PERFECTLY in line with the book, but I know it isn't possible, so... it was good enough, I guess.

9/10 for the picture. that was indeed beautiful. my mom kept bugging me about the size of johnny's knife though, and that it wasn't possible to kill a person with such a small blade. well I don't know about that.

16. there isn't going to be any explanation because it's too hard to think of at 1am, sorry

1) johnny and cherry

2) sylvia (thought we didn't even see her) and angela

3) bob and johnny. and I mean actually talk, not just beat one up and then kill another.

[f4irygh00st]

☆Sometimes, all you need is love • Katsuki bakugou x reader

•hey ! I posted this fanfiction on Wattpad but nobody read it so here I am. Btw I'm sorry if there's mistakes, English is not my first language. Oh and i never posted a FF on this app before so it might look ugly

• female reader (she/her)

•Chapter 1

1- annoying sidekick

It's been 3 week since you entered UA and you really like this school, you have friends, amazing ones and you hang out everyday with mina and kyoka, they are your best friends especially kyoka, you've been friends since you were 10 !

But someone caught your attention, an angry blonde boy , he really drives you insane, if he keeps screaming like that you might seriously lose your mind but you're not going to lie , he is attractive and if he didn't acted like this you could have a crush on him

7 am - Monday

Today , you start your 4th week in UA , everything is perfect so far except...well your sleep schedule, you only had 4h of sleep so you decide to drink an energy drink before going to school and now it's time to get ready, kyoka and mina are going to pick you up in 1h , your house is only 5 min away from the school so you and the girls decided that everyday you'll walk to school together.

Since you are sleepy , you decide to wear a simple outfit, a black oversized sweatshirt with a baggy jean , with that you put your converse and some rings not to mention that you always have a necklace on you , it's a small chain with a red guitar pick , your mom gave it to you when you were 5 before she left to go to korea , you never take it off , never. You go downstairs wanting to say hey to your dad but he already left for work.

You're not really hungry so you just eat a piece of bread with some jelly and you sit on your couch watching the news for 30 min before hearing the doorbell rings , it's the girls so you take your school bag and go out.

Mina : hey girl , i need to tell you something about kyoka !!    She said with a huge smile on her face

Kyoka : mina ! Please shut up   she was blushing

Mina : oh come on , she's our best friend, she needs to know

Kyoka : ok.. i guess you can tell her

Mina : ok so basically, i asked her if she finds any boys from our class cute and guess what ??

You : she finds denki cute ?   You already know, it's so obvious

Kyoka : wait ?How do you know??

You : well.. the way you look at him ? It's really obvious that you have a thing for him

Mina : told you ! But anyways , let's talk about you , y/n , do you like anyone?

You : no.

Mina : mh really ? You don't even finds anyone attractive?

You : not really.   What a lie

Kyoka : what about Kirishima ? He's a nice guy

You : yeah, he is but he's only a friend and to be honest i don't have time for love , i need to work hard if i want to be at least the number 4 hero

You finally arrive Infront of the school and you join denki and Kirishima to walk to class

You sit in your place ( it's denki's place in the anime but here , it's yours. ) And wait for everyone to come in and you finally see him , already yelling.

Seriously? It's only 8 am and this idiot is already screaming..oh man i can't do this today

The first class of the day is your favorite one , aizawa's class.

After 20 min , mina passes you a small piece of paper with something written on it " Kirishima asked me if we could eat with him and the boys today, are you coming with us ? "

So you write back , making sure that nobody is looking at you "maybe, is bakugo going to be here ? "

"Obviously girl"

" I'm not coming then , sorry "

" You hate him that much? "

" I don't hate him mina , i just don't like him , he pisses me off "

And when you try to give it back to mina , bakugo take the paper from your hand

Bakugo : what are you doing nerd ?

You : give it back asshole

Bakugo : why should I ? You're not even listening to the class instead you're passing notes to your friend, maybe i should tell the teacher oh sorry i meant...your dad ?

You : fuck you bakugo

And that bitch just give you the paper and go back to his work

Seriously bro ? What is wrong with him ?

You decide to just go back to listening to the teacher even though mina is calling your name

At the end of the morning

Even though bakugo is going to be here you still want to eat with your friends so you accept to go with them

You take your food and walk in the cafeteria

Mina : What happened in class with bakugo ?

You : he was just being the dumbass he is

Kyoka : damn you two are enemies or something ?

Kirishima just arrived and join the conversation

Kirishima : what are you talking about  ?

He's smiling, really happy to see you

Mina : we were talking about bakugo and y/n , i swear they hate each other so much it's almost scary

Kirishima : oh yeah I saw the way they talked to each other in class

You all sit on a table where bakugo, sero and denki are already sitting and waiting for you.

Denki : hey guys ! kyoka come sit next to me !!

Kyoka : oh uh of course

Mina : *whispering to you* ohh that's interesting

You : mh he definitely like her

You sit in front of bakugo , mina next to and Kirishima is next to her

Next to bakugo there's denki , kyoka and sero

The lunch was pretty cool , you might keep eating with them and you noticed that actually bakugo is really calm when he eats , you never saw him that soft before, you're not complaining though, you like this side of him.

You only have 1 class this afternoon so after school, you're going to the mall with mina and Kirishima

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