#scratchin school

[yourlocaledamimi]

Did you know that Rhythm Heaven Red-Blue-Yellow was made because of a Love Lizards joke?

Here's some explanation.

The Heaven Studio server was having a "guess the character" gag where the character was blacked out, and a different character was used instead of the actual character. I got in on this, with the DJs and Güiro lizards.

A few moments before, I proposed a fangame named Rhythm Dystopia, where every game is swapped with another. The first concept was Scratchin School, which had actual Güiro lizard DJs.

Later, I posted more, and it took off from there. Dystopia was changed to Heaven Red-Blue-Yellow, and the rest is bluh.

[clarkpercy]

Happy New Year 2025

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You and Todd hatch a plan to fake-date as a payback but things spiral a little out of control.

tags:fake dating,comics,sexual tension, little smut, comics references,bad language,friends to lovers.word count: 4.4k

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Todd Haynes was a good friend.

No, scratch that—Todd was more than a good friend. He was like a martyr. Every single day, without fail, he showed up at the same comic book store, at the same time, and sat wedged between his friends and their girlfriends, trying not to look like a third wheel in his own friend group.

Most of the time, Todd’s attempts to blend in were pathetic yet endearing. He’d tap his fingers idly on the computer screen at the corner station or throw out jokes that nobody acknowledged, too busy kissing their partners to notice the poor guy.

But Todd tried. Oh, he tried.

From behind the cashier counter, you’d seen it all. In school, Todd had been the “good guy,” the kind who helped dissect frogs in biology and never forgot to say “thank you.” He even helped with your science fair project and major lessons. But he was hopeless when it came to talking to girls. Except for you. For some reason, he was surprisingly comfortable with you, once confessing that his friends “weren’t the same anymore,” his dark puppy-dog eyes filled with quiet sadness.

By now, Todd was a fixture at the store, loyal as a golden retriever. He’d occasionally throw you these silent, pleading glances from his seat, the kind that screamed, Please rescue me. You’d always smile back, offering him an unspoken promise that everything would be fine.

Sometimes, he’d give up entirely and wander over to your counter, hands jammed in his pockets, muttering under his breath about how no one even noticed he was gone. And today was one of those days.

Todd approached, walking awkwardly like he wasn’t sure what to do with his limbs. “Hey,” he greeted softly, leaning on the counter with his forearms.

“Hey, are you new here?” you teased, mimicking his stance and leaning closer. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before.”

He grinned, looking down at his sneakers before glancing back at you, his curls bouncing slightly. “Yeah, real funny. Feeling a little ignored, you know?”

“Yeah, I see that,” you said, lips pressing into a sympathetic line as you nodded. “That sucks.”

“Definitely sucks,” Todd agreed, letting out a deep sigh. His gaze darted briefly toward his friends, who were predictably preoccupied with their girlfriends, then back to you.

“So,” you said, tilting your head and flashing him a small smile, “what brings you to my boring table instead of wandering around your comic paradise? You do love comics.”

He tried to suppress his smile but failed, his lips twitching. “Maybe I prefer talking to the boring cashier girl over sitting there like a statue with my friends and their, uh, annoying girlfriends.”

“Annoying, huh?” you teased, resting your chin on your palm and watching him ruffle his curls nervously. You couldn’t help but admire how adorable he looked when he did that.

“Well… not annoying, exactly,” he clarified, pausing as he pouted slightly. “It’s just… I miss my friends. They’re always with their girlfriends. It makes me think maybe I should… you know, get one too. Might catch their attention.”

“Let’s date, then.”

The words tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them. Your eyes widened as Todd froze mid-rumple, his hand still tangled in his hair.

“What?” he asked, his voice cracking slightly, a mix of shock and hopefulness on his face.

You cleared your throat and straightened up, trying to play it cool. “We should date,” you repeated, attempting a casual smile, though your heart was practically doing cartwheels.

Todd blinked at you, his lips parting as if to say something, but no words came out.

“As a plan,” you added hastily. “You know, to get your friends’ attention.”

“Oh,” he said softly, scratching the back of his neck as he avoided your gaze. “Right. A plan. Sure.”

“Trust me,” you said, grinning and giving him a playful wink.

The wink made him freeze. He stood there like a statue, his brain clearly short-circuiting.

“Sam!” you called out to your coworker, a blonde girl wiping down shelves nearby. “Can you cover me for a bit?”

Sam turned to you, a knowing smirk spreading across her face. “Sure, lovebirds. Just remember: protection’s mandatory.”

“Oh my God,” you groaned, facepalming. You grabbed Todd’s hand, ignoring his squeak of protest, and marched toward his table.

“What are you doing?” he hissed, his voice barely above a whisper as he stumbled along behind you.

“Hey!” you greeted cheerfully, standing between the two couples who immediately stopped their make-out sessions to stare at you—and the bright red Todd attached to your side.

“Hey,” Katie said with a wave. Dave raised an eyebrow at Todd, his face a mixture of confusion and curiosity, silently asking dude, what are you doing?

“I just wanted to borrow Todd for a bit,” you announced. “He forgot he had a date with me today. Right, sweetheart?” You hugged his arm, pressing it against your side.

Todd’s brain went into overdrive. Don’t think about her body. Don’t think about her body.

“Sweetheart?” Erica repeated, her eyebrows practically touching her hairline.

“Yeah,” Todd said, his voice cracking as he nodded. “We, uh… we have a date.”

“That’s right,” you cooed, squeezing his arm and planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “I’ll just grab my stuff, and we’ll be off, okay?”

Todd could barely manage a nod, his hand instinctively touching the spot where your lips had just been. He felt like he’d been hit by a truck—in a good way.

As you disappeared into the staff room, Dave turned to Todd with wide eyes. “Dude! Why didn’t you tell us you were dating the atomic bomb girl that also happened to be the cute cashier you’ve been crushing for 6 months?”

Todd froze, his mind racing. “Uh… didn’t want to ruin the surprise?”

When you returned, now dressed in your favorite blue jeans and a simple top, Todd’s eyes lit up like a puppy seeing its owner.

“Ready?” you asked, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear.

“Yeah,” he replied, grinning so wide his dimples showed. “See you guys later!”

And with that, Todd followed you out, a spring in his step and a goofy smile plastered on his face. Maybe loyalty to his friends wasn’t so bad—especially when it led to this.

“I think we should follow them,” Dave declared, his tone dripping with suspicion as he watched the two of you cross the street.

“What? The guy finally got a girlfriend. At least now he won’t be a third wheel,” Martin retorted, frowning at Dave’s paranoia.

“Something’s not right,” Dave muttered, adjusting his glasses and scratching his head. “He’s never talked to the cashier girl for more than two minutes outside of school.”

“Dude, he’s been talking to her more than any of us. You just didn’t notice because you were too busy making out in a comic store,” Martin shot back with a smirk.

“That’s true,” Erica chimed in. “She even gave him a brand-new, unreleased Kick-Ass volume. That’s VIP treatment if I’ve ever seen it.”

“I don’t know,” Dave replied, his shoulders slumping as confusion clouded his blue eyes. “It’s just weird. Todd would’ve told me if he had a girlfriend. We’ve been friends since forever.”

“Until you pretended he didn’t exist,” Erica accused, rolling her eyes. “Don’t take this personally, but I think he feels ignored. We made him feel that way.”

“Hey, I’m sure Todd knows how to take care of himself,” Katie interjected, squeezing Dave’s hand reassuringly. “You don’t need to worry.”

Dave sighed, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. “Yeah… but I should definitely follow them.”

Before anyone could stop him, Dave suddenly bolted from his spot, attempting to stealthily tail you and Todd. His friends exchanged incredulous glances before reluctantly trailing after him.

Meanwhile, as you and Todd strolled hand in hand, Todd’s eyes darted nervously between you and the unfamiliar streets.

“Uhm… where are we going?” he inquired, his voice tinged with cautious curiosity. It hit him that you’d ventured far beyond the comic store—and his comfort zone.

“On a date, obviously,” you replied with a laugh, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze.

“Oh,” Todd murmured, blinking rapidly. “That’s… real?”

“Yes, Todd,” you teased gently. “It’s a real date. You’re on a real date.”

His cheeks flushed a deep pink as he nodded, processing your words like they were a foreign concept. “A real date,” he echoed softly, as if trying to convince himself.

“Yeah,” you affirmed, sneaking a glance at him. “I’ve actually wanted to hang out with you for a while. You’re a really sweet guy.”

You smiled, but the warmth creeping up your face betrayed your nerves. Todd noticed, and for the first time, he didn’t feel like the only one struggling to keep his cool.

“Am I?” he asked quietly, his dark eyes meeting yours for a fleeting moment before darting away.

“You are,” you assured him, your voice steady.

“Well,” he stammered, scratching the back of his neck, “you’re… really sweet too.”

“Thanks,” you said, throwing in a playful wink.

That wink almost made Todd trip over his own feet. His brain short-circuited as he stared at you, his hand instinctively tightening around yours. He suddenly felt a twinge of unease, like someone was watching.

You noticed it too. A strange sensation of being followed pricked at your senses. Turning slightly, you spotted a familiar figure crouched behind a trash can. A giggle escaped your lips. Did Dave Lizewski really think he could hide his lanky frame behind such a tiny bin?

“What the hell are you doing, Dave?” Martin whispered harshly, hiding at the street corner with the others.

“Shut up! I’m trying to hear what they’re saying,” Dave hissed, tilting his head for a better view.

“Todd,” you said, still giggling.

“Yeah?” he asked, tilting his head in confusion at your sudden amusement.

“We’re being followed,” you announced, stifling another laugh.

Todd froze, his wide eyes scanning the area frantically. “What? That’s not funny! What if it’s someone dangerous?”

“You’d laugh if you knew who it was,” you countered, pointing discreetly at the trash can.

“Oh.” Todd groaned, facepalming when he spotted Dave awkwardly crouching. “Of course. Typical Dave. He probably thinks you’re kidnapping me.”

“Well, I am dragging you to an unknown location,” you teased, squeezing his hand.

“Right. I should call the cops… or my paranoid friend,” Todd joked, feigning panic. “Help!”

You covered his mouth with your hand, laughing. “Don’t do that, or they’ll actually think I’m a kidnapper.”

“Why would they think that? My kidney’s probably worth three dollars on eBay,” Todd quipped, his laughter bubbling up as he began walking beside you again.

“Three dollars is enough to buy some candy,” you teased, tugging him closer.

“Yes, ma’am! I’ll have my kidney ready for you,” he replied with a mock salute.

“Good,” you teased back. “I’ll take you to my house for the experiments. Those three dollars will come in handy.”

“Oh no! Not my kidney!” Todd exclaimed dramatically, clutching his chest. “At least sell it for five bucks so you can buy a sandwich.”

“You’re adorable, Todd,” you said with a giggle, watching his face flush. “Plus, your friends will definitely believe you have a girlfriend when they see you go into my house.”

“Wait… seriously? You’re taking me to your house?” he stammered, his voice squeaking slightly.

“Yeah, why? Is that a problem?”

The real problem was that he’d never been inside a girl’s house—especially not the house of the girl he’d been secretly crushing on. “Uh… no problem. Let’s go.”

With that, you led him toward your cozy little house, its warm yellow lights glowing invitingly in the windows.

"Okay, dude, enough stalking. You don’t want to ruin your friend’s fun time." Martin gave Dave a firm pat on the shoulder, watching him relax for the first time.

"Yeah," Dave muttered, shrugging. "I’ll wait for his call."

"Anyone hungry? I know a good spot nearby," Katie chimed in, attempting to lift the mood.

"I am," Martin said, perking up with a smile.

"You’re always hungry, Martin," Erica teased, nudging him playfully as she hugged his arm.

The group started to leave, though Dave couldn’t resist glancing back one last time, his lingering paranoia evident. Still, he began to understand. Maybe this was real. Todd had a crush on you, and you’d been talking. It made sense.

“This is me,” you said casually, unlocking the door and stepping inside, pulling Todd along behind you.

“This is… your house?” Todd stammered, his voice cracking slightly as he hesitated in the doorway.

“Yep. I figured we could hang out here. It’s comfortable,” you replied, kicking off your shoes and motioning for him to do the same.

Todd lingered awkwardly, glancing around as if stepping inside might trigger an alarm. “Uh… are you sure?”

“Positive. Come on, don’t make it weird,” you teased, grabbing his hand again and leading him into the cozy living room.

The space was warm and inviting, with fairy lights strung along the walls, soft blankets draped over the couch, and personal touches scattered throughout—sketches on the fridge, a half-eaten bowl of popcorn on a desk, and a stack of movies by the TV. Todd grinned, feeling like he’d just stepped into your world.

“This is… a really nice place,” Todd said, his voice tinged with awe as his eyes wandered.

“Thanks,” you replied, smiling shyly. “I don’t usually go out much. I like staying in—it’s my comfort zone. No awkward silences or distractions. Just… peace.”

Todd tilted his head, his lips quirking into a small smile. “That’s… different. But it makes sense.”

“Why’s that surprising?”

“I guess I just thought you were super outgoing,” Todd admitted, scratching the back of his neck. “You’re amazing at the science fair, you’re great at your job, good talk, and then you decide to… you know, hang out with someone like me.”

“What’s that supposed to mean? ‘Someone like you?’” you asked, frowning slightly.

Todd chuckled nervously. “You know, a dork. Didn’t think I’d land on your radar.”

You clasped your hands together, sensing his hesitation. “Are you uncomfortable? Because if this—”

“No! No, I’m good,” Todd interrupted quickly. “I mean it. I like being with you. You’re great.”

You felt your cheeks flush at his shy yet genuine smile. “Aww, thanks, Todd. And you’re my favorite comic nerd, so the feeling’s mutual.”

“You mean nerd privilege?” he joked, relaxing a bit more.

Laughing, you gestured to the couch. “Why don’t you pick a movie while I grab some snacks?”

Todd nodded and settled onto the couch, sifting through the stack of DVDs as you disappeared into the kitchen. He couldn’t help sneaking glances at you while you hummed softly to yourself.

When you returned, carrying popcorn and soda, Todd held up a Superman DVD with a grin. “How about this one?”

“Solid choice,” you said, settling onto the couch beside him and draping a blanket over both of you. “A bit overrated, but he’s still my favorite DC superhero.”

“You can’t be serious.” Todd laughed, mock disbelief coloring his tone. “You’re saying this to the number one certified Flash fan.”

“The Flash?” you repeated, crossing your arms in mock offense. “If I’d known my boyfriend was a Flash fanboy, I might’ve reconsidered asking him out.”

“Oh no, this is great news,” Todd countered, grinning. “Because your boyfriend is about to convert you to the superior side of DC. I’ve got some top-tier arguments ready.”

“Bet you do.” You rolled your eyes but slid a little closer, your knees brushing against his. “But we’re watching Superman, so your ‘superior side’ argument just lost some credibility.”

“Hey, I like Superman,” he admitted, laughing. “But come on—The Flash is way cooler. I mean, an alien living on Earth and dating humans? That’s practically a horror movie plot.”

“Oh, sure,” you shot back, smirking. “Because a guy whose only power is running fast is totally thrilling.”

“Fine, Lois Lane, you won this one” he teased, narrowing his eyes playfully.

“Fine, Barry Allen,” you replied with a giggle, grabbing the remote to start the movie.

The movie began, and for the first few minutes, Todd sat stiffly, clutching his drink like a lifeline. Eventually, though, he relaxed, especially when you leaned in closer.

“This is great,” Todd muttered, glancing at you nervously. “For kryptonite fangirl, obviously.”

“It is,” you replied, smiling warmly. “For a Flash fanboy.”

As a romantic scene played out on the screen, Todd squirmed slightly, his cheeks reddening. You noticed and couldn’t help chuckling softly.

“What?” he asked, trying to sound defensive but failing to hide his sheepish grin.

“You’re adorable when you’re flustered,” you teased, nudging him playfully.

“I’m not flustered,” he protested, though his face betrayed him. “They're doing that thing on TV. Unnecessary. Um, just judging. One star on letterboxd.”

“Sure, Todd,” you teased again, leaning in slightly.

He turned to look at you, his dark eyes wide with uncertainty. “Do you really think I’m sweet?” he asked softly.

Your breath caught. “Of course I do,” you said, your voice steady. “You’re one of the kindest people I’ve ever met.”

“You’re just saying that because of the science project,” he mumbled, looking down.

“Hey, don’t put yourself down like that,” you said, frowning. “You’re amazing, smart, and funny. Meeting you has been one of the best things that’s happened to me.”

“Really?” His eyes lit up, and he glanced at you fully.

“Really,” you affirmed. “Getting to know you, even through this fake dating thing… it’s been great.”

“Yeah,” Todd said, smiling wistfully. “Fake dating…” His voice trailed off as his thoughts churned. He couldn’t let this moment pass. Taking a deep breath, he leaned in slightly.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Anything,” you said, your grin bubbling with curiosity.

“I think…” Todd hesitated, his nerves screaming at him to stop. But he pressed on. “You’re awesome.”

“Awesome?” you repeated, chuckling. “I’ll take it.”

Strike one.

“No, I mean…” Todd fumbled, his face reddening further. “You’re awesome, but you’re also cute. And I mean, like, really cute.”

“Really?” you teased. “Must be the makeup. I learned it on TikTok.”

Strike two. If Todd Haynes loses this ball, he'll be out of the game next season.

“No, I mean…” He chuckled nervously, gathering courage. “You look great without makeup too.”

Your eyes widened slightly, catching the genuine tone in his voice.

Home run.

“And,” he continued, leaning closer, “you’re more than beautiful. Your hair smells like flowers, your smile makes everything brighter, and… I don’t know. You just make me feel like I can do anything.”

“Todd, I—”

“You’re amazing,” Todd said, his voice soft but resolute as he closed the small distance between you. “And I don’t want this to be fake anymore. I want to date you. For real. Not to get Dave’s attention or look cool at school prom—I want to be your boyfriend. Really your boyfriend.”

His earnestness made your heart skip a beat. “Todd…” you whispered, his name barely audible.

“You’re beautiful,” he said again, his courage fueled by the moment. “God, you’re so beautiful. I thought Megan Fox in Transformers was peak beauty, but you—” He shook his head, his grin shy yet full of awe. “You’re a whole new level. It’s almost illegal.”

You felt your cheeks warm as his dark eyes searched yours. His hand lifted to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing your skin with a tenderness that made your breath hitch. Instinctively, you leaned into his touch, your heart pounding like a drum.

“And you’re so patient,” he continued, his tone filled with admiration. “I don’t know how you deal with those loud, annoying customers at the store. They curse, slam doors, and you just… stay calm.”

You chuckled softly, your breath hitching. “Fear of losing my job is a pretty good motivator.”

“No, it’s more than that,” he said with a shake of his head, his lips curving into a smile. “I get why Clark Kent’s your favorite now.”

You tilted your head, your laugh bubbling up. “Oh? And why’s that? Because we’re both too stupid for our own good?”

“Maybe,” he teased, his eyes dancing playfully as you smacked his shoulder lightly. “Okay, I deserved that!”

“Totally,” you said, raising an eyebrow in mock warning.

His teasing softened, replaced by something deeper as he reached for your hand resting in your lap. “But seriously? You remind me of Superman because you care about everyone. No matter who they are, you always give them your best. You have this… heart so big, it’s like it’s from another planet.”

Your lips stretched into a grin so wide it almost hurt. “Oh, just kiss me before I remember you’re a Flash fan saying all this.”

Todd’s face lit up, and his voice dropped to a playful robotic like tone. “Message received, Kal-El.”

Before you could respond, he leaned in, capturing your lips in a soft, tentative kiss. It was everything—gentle, warm, and full of the emotions you’d both been holding back for months.

The first kiss broke just long enough for him to smile against your lips, the joy radiating off him contagious. Then he kissed you again. And again. And again. Each kiss deepened the connection, tearing down the walls between you. Then, it deeps, enough to get you down on his lap to show all the love you keep up for him. Surprisingly, he was very good at it. Suspiciously good.

“You're a virgin. I mean, you were til minutes ago. where did you learn to do things like this?” You whispered, unable to breathe correctly, wiping the sweat of your forehead.

“Uhm… Porn?” he replied like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Chuckling when you rolled your eyes.

“Obviously.” You snorted, kissing him deeply again, moaning when he squeezed your tits in his hands. “Todd…”

“Oh, don't call me this way…” He whined, pouting his lips. “It'll be hard again.”

You chuckled, kissing him again before nestling comfortably on his lap, anchoring on his perfect naked figure watching him reluctantly open his eyes, too dizzy. “I can't believe we turned into a fake dating cliche.”

“No. I can't believe my mom's corny rom-coms were a real thing.” He emphasized, pecking your lips again. His puppy eyes insisted on looking at your breasts up and down by the heavy breathing.

“You know we're being corny right now, aren't you?” you teased, biting his bottom lip, watching him take a deep breath by the touch of your teeth, caressing the soft skin of your butt.

“But we can.” He chuckled, doing the same thing on yours and squeezing your bare waist, peppering kisses on your neck.

“Now we're acting like your friends in the store.” you joked, watching him down his head, laughing.

“No, I'd never do that in public. They literally devour each other on that bench. I prefer to keep your purrs for myself alone.” He added, nipping your shoulder.

“Yeah, it's too much.” You replied, wiggling when his nippings moved to your neck. “But we had to do it as revenge, okay? In clothes, of course.”

“Okay.” He grins and places his head on the crook of your neck, resting on your scent and locks of hair.

The night had ended perfectly, with Todd by your side. But eventually, he had to leave, spurred on by frantic texts from his mom, who was convinced he’d been kidnapped by a mysterious “nerd-chasing seductress.” Dave’s running commentary hadn’t helped matters, and Todd silently vowed revenge on his friend.

The next day, you spotted Todd in the school hallway. With a quick wave from across the corridor, you mouthed, “I’m late for work!” before darting off, your hurried steps echoing down the hall.

Todd grinned like a kid at Christmas, completely oblivious to Dave’s scrutinizing glare as he approached with Martin. So lost in watching you, Todd didn’t notice Dave muttering something beside him.

“Distracted, Todd? Is the morphine still in your system?” Dave asked, his tone dripping with suspicion.

“Yeah, dude. Morphine,” Todd replied absentmindedly, not even bothering to look away from the sight of your retreating figure. His gaze lingered a little too long, especially when your hips swayed just right.

Dave turned to Martin, whispering, “I knew it. The morphine’s done permanent damage.”

Martin just shook his head, suppressing a grin at the whole situation.

“Congrats, dude,” Martin said finally, clapping Todd on the back and holding up his hand for a high five. “She’s a catch.”

Todd returned the gesture, sighing dramatically. “She’s gonna be the death of me, man. I’m screwed. Can’t live without her now.”

“Stockholm syndrome and manipulation!” Dave threw his hands in the air, eyes wide with exaggerated exasperation. “Am I seriously the only one seeing this?”

Todd smirked, his tone dripping with mockery. “Oh yeah, help me out, Dave. I’m totally trapped. Rescue me from the hottest girl in school who—oh, I don’t know—kissed me handsy in her house last night.”

Both Dave and Martin froze mid-step, their jaws practically hitting the floor.

“She what?” they shouted in unison, their disbelief echoing through the hallway.

Todd rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks heating as the memory of the intense moment replayed in his mind. “Yeah…” he muttered, more to himself than to them. “She kissed me… in her house. While we were watching Superman. Take that, Lizewski. My girlfriend is a hot nerd. Change the score, because I literally won this game. Roasted.”

Dave groaned, smacking his own forehead, while Martin just started laughing uncontrollably. “Man,” Martin said between chuckles, “This is gold. Absolute gold.”

Dave, however, narrowed his eyes at Todd, muttering darkly, “I’m watching you, Haynes. One wrong move, and she’ll find out you still collect Power Rangers figurines.”

Todd grinned, finally breaking away from the haze of his thoughts. “Go ahead, Dave. But remember—she kissed me. On her couch. Gonna spare you from the details so you don't get humiliated.”

And with that, Todd sauntered off with middle fingers up, leaving Dave shaking his head and Martin still laughing.

From that day on, Todd Haynes didn’t care about being the third wheel anymore. No, he was too happy with his beautiful, hardworking girlfriend to care about his friends kissing on a benche—and Dave comments on you being a witch. You were much more interesting than anything else in the world. And every single evening, without fail, Todd made sure to walk you home—his own personal heroine, safe and sound by his side.

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Persephone's Hymn Chapter 2 "Beverly"

Chapter Two: What Was Lost

The air in Smoke and Stack's mom's old house still carried the scent of incense. Rosemary and cinnamon hung heavy, mixin' with the dust and age that clung to the walls. Persephone sat on the edge of the old couch, elbows on her knees, eyes low. Stack and Smoke were still there, standin’ not far from her. Ain’t nobody said nothin’ for a minute.

Smoke leaned against the wall near the back door, arms folded. Stack had taken a seat on a wooden chair, legs sprawled, fingers tappin’ on his thigh.

“So,” Smoke finally said, voice low and easy, “you seen Lil Sammie lately?”

Persephone blinked, lookin’ up. “Lil Sammie? Preacher boy?”

Stack chuckled. “Yeah. That fool done got taller than me now.”

“Swear,” Smoke added, smirkin’. “He got a deep-ass voice, too. Sound like he smoked a pack and swallowed a sermon.”

That made Persephone snort. “He still shoutin’ scripture like he tryna baptize the devil?”

“Nah,” Stack laughed. “He cooled off some. Still wear that little cross, still go to church outta respect for his daddy, but he don’t be preachin’ no more.”

“Yeah,” Smoke said, nodding. “He said he believe in God, just don’t believe in people. Said church folks be the messiest.”

“Mmm,” Persephone hummed. “He ain’t wrong.”

Silence settled in again, softer this time.

“Seein’ Sammie all grown up,” Stack said after a moment, “kinda made me think... you ever wanna have kids?”

Persephone raised an eyebrow. “That’s random as hell.”

“Nah, it ain’t,” Stack replied, scratchin’ the back of his neck. “I’on know. Just got me wonderin’. What it’d be like to raise a little somebody and not mess it all up.”

Smoke looked over, his voice low. “I think ‘bout it sometimes. Like... could I do better than what we had? Could I love ‘em right?”

Persephone looked down at her hands. Her fingers flexed in her lap.

“I did,” she said softly.

Both men went still.

“You did what?” Smoke asked.

“I did wanna have a kid. And I did. Almost.”

Her voice cracked just barely.

“I had a baby,” she said, eyes not leavin’ the floor. “She was stillborn.”

Stack’s lips parted, but he didn’t speak. Smoke’s arms dropped to his sides.

“I named her Beverly,” Persephone continued. “After y’all mama.”

Smoke’s jaw clenched. Stack blinked hard and leaned forward, elbows on his knees.

“Damn, Pea,” Stack murmured. “We ain’t know.”

“Ain’t nobody did,” she said. “I was sixteen. Hid it for months. Tried to act like nothin’ was wrong ‘til I couldn’t anymore. Mama found out and just... walked off. Told me to stop bein’ a burden.”

The room held its breath.

Smoke sat beside her, his tone raw. “Who got you pregnant?”

Persephone’s hands balled into fists.

“I was raped,” she said, her voice tight. “At a party. Some older guy I ain’t even know like that. My drink was spiked. I was weak, I couldn’t fight. Next thing I know, I’m wakin’ up in somebody’s bathroom, hurtin’, bleedin’... empty.”

Stack’s fists curled.

“You ain’t tell nobody?”

“Ain’t had nobody to tell,” she said, looking at both of them now. “Mama was high every day. School woulda blamed me. I was already the girl folks whispered about. You know how folks talk down here.”

Smoke stared at the floor, jaw flexing hard.

“I carried her as long as I could. She didn’t make it. I buried her behind that little church off Hwy 19. Just me. In a white box. Carved her name into a pine tree. That’s all she got.”

Stack rubbed a hand down his face. “Shit, Pea... I’m so sorry.”

“She woulda been strong,” Persephone said softly. “Like Miss Beverly.”

Smoke placed a hand on hers. “You ain’t alone no more. You hear me?”

She nodded slowly, blinking away tears that burned hot behind her eyes.

“I’ma head home,” she said after a while, standing up.

“You need a ride?” Stack asked.

“Nah. I need the air.”

Persephone made it home just as the sun dipped low, streaking the sky with gold and rose. Her house—the one her mama used to own—was quiet. Worn, but hers.

She kicked off her shoes and grabbed a cold bottle of water, flopping on her bed with a sigh. After a minute, she grabbed her phone and hit up her girls.

Lilo’s soft Hawaiian voice came through first, bright and warm. “Aloha, girl! What’s going on? I was just finishing my spam musubi.”

“You and that damn musubi,” Pearline muttered, appearin’ in her bonnet with a smirk. “You don’t never eat nothin’ else?”

“It’s comfort food,” Lilo said sweetly. “What you need, Pea?”

Persephone exhaled slow. “They back.”

Both girls blinked.

“Who?” Pearline asked.

“Elias and Elijah.”

Pearline sat up. “Stack and Smoke?”

“Mhm.”

“Nooo,” Lilo gasped. “Are you serious?”

“Dead serious. Stack walked up in my job like nothin’ happened.”

“Girl, I hope you cussed him the hell out,” Pearline said.

“I tried. But it turned into... I’on know. A lot.”

“Are you good?” Lilo asked gently.

“I will be.”

“You sure?” Pearline pressed.

Persephone looked at them through the screen, her girls, her constants.

“I told ‘em about Beverly. Everything.”

The screen went quiet.

Then Lilo said softly, “You don't have to carry that by yourself anymore.”

“Not never again,” Pearline added.

Persephone gave a small, real smile. “I know. That’s why I called.”

Outside, cicadas hummed their summer tune. Inside, for the first time in a long time, Persephone felt like maybe she was finally coming back to life.

The sun had long since dipped below the trees, leavin' behind a hot, sticky night and the low buzz of cicadas and streetlamps flickerin'. Smoke and Stack still sat on the back porch of they mama's old house, the wood creakin' beneath they weight whenever they moved. A bottle of somethin' strong sat between 'em, untouched, sweatin' in the heat.

Stack leaned forward, elbows on his knees, eyes fixed on the dark yard ahead. "I cain't stop hearin' her voice, man. When she said she was raped... I felt somethin’ inside me snap clean in two."

Smoke ain't say nothin' right away. He was starin' out into them trees like he was tryin’ not to explode. His jaw was tight, knuckles white where his hands was clenched on his thighs.

"She was sixteen," Stack went on, voice low like he ain't want even the wind to carry it away. "Sixteen, and had to bury her baby all by her damn self. Back behind some old church. No help. No family. Nothin’."

Smoke finally spoke, voice deep and slow like thunder rollin'. "And we wasn’t there."

Stack nodded slow. "We wasn’t there."

Silence fell again, heavy like a wet wool blanket.

Smoke’s voice came out low and mean. "You know what that mean, right?"

Stack turned to look at him, face hard. "Yeah. I do."

"We find him. Son of a bitch that hurt her. We find him, and we send him to hell ourselves."

Stack’s eyes narrowed. "She said she ain’t even know his name. Just some older dude at a party."

Smoke shook his head, lips tight. "Nah. Somebody know. Somebody was there. Folks always talkin’. We gon’ ask the right ones."

Stack exhaled through his nose, real slow. "We gon’ keep it quiet. Ask the folks that was runnin’ them parties back then. Maybe Pearline or Lilo done heard somethin’ through the grapevine."

Smoke looked at him sideways. "You really think Lilo gon’ be cool wit’ us diggin’ all this back up?"

Stack’s voice turned cold as steel. "This ain’t about bein’ cool. This ain’t even for Lilo. This for Pea. This for the lil’ girl she lost."

Smoke nodded once, firm. "Beverly."

They both sat quiet for a second, the name hangin’ in the air like smoke.

"Mama would've loved her," Stack said, voice barely above a whisper. "Lil Beverly runnin' round this porch, laughin’... Man, she woulda lit up this whole house."

Smoke’s jaw clenched again. "And now the nigga that took her? He still out there. Breathin’. Nah. Not for long."

Stack looked at him, fire in his eyes. "We started this life protectin’ each other. Time we protect her too."

"Damn right."

"To the end."

"To the fuckin’ end."

And in the thick Mississippi night, the two brothers sat side by side, plannin’ a reckoning. One that’d burn through the lies, the silence, and the pain—and leave nothin' but smoke and ash behind.

[themultifandomgal]

From 2010- Alan Carr Chatty Man 2011

2011

Part 10

I stand nervously pulling down my skirt next to Liam as we wait to be introduced

“Stop worrying’ you look great” Harry says placing a hand on my shoulder

“That’s not it. I just don’t know why I’ve been put in such a short skirt. I feel like my ass is exposed”

“Here” Niall hands me his flannel to wrap around my waist. At least it will give me a little bit of coverage

“Thank you”

“It’s One Direction” I hear Alan Carr say and the audience cheer. I follow the boys down the stairs, holding on to the railing so that I don’t fall

“Hello gorgeous” Alan says hugging me after the others. We are lead you the sofa where we will be doing the interview. I sit in between Harry and Liam and cross my legs over “who wants a drink?”

“Me!” Niall says quickly making me laugh

“Now you two can’t have one because your only 17” Alan says to me and Harry

“I’ll have a pork scratchin” Harry responds

“Aww. Now some of your fans are pretty young. I saw one girl in her school uniform saying ‘Harry Harry give me some of your gravy”

“Eww” i scrunch my nose up as Harry places his head in is hand

“YN and Louis and Liam your all in relationships. How supportive are your partners?”

“Very supportive actually. James trusts me and I trust him” I give Alan a shrug

“Same here” Louis says smiling

“You lot are living the dream right now ain’t ya? and you boys have moved into swanky new bachelor pads. YN you’ve moved in with your boyfriend is that right?”

“Yeah that’s right” Niall says

“Do you live near each other?”

“Yeah. Harry an Louis live together, YN lives across from them and the rest of us have our own places in a complex” Zayn tells Alan

“Yeah me and Harry live together” Louis places his arm over Harry’s shoulders

“Do you still take your washing back home?”

“No they bring all their washing to mine and make me do it” I laugh

“Really?”

“Yeah. My washing machine seems to be on all the time”

“Hey we buy you food to say thank you” Louis says looking at me

“That’s true”

“Zayn your a bit of an int ya”

“Err I dabble”

“Is he a good drawer?” Alan asks and we all respond with yes’ or nods of the head

“What do you draw?”

“Mainly cartoons. I also draw the lads and YN sometimes”

“For Christmas Zayn drew me a picture of Cookie”

“Cookie is your dog right?”

“Yeah” I smile nodding my head

“Do you think you can draw me?” Alan asks getting a note pad and pen from behind his chair

“I can give it a go”

“Now I’m sensitive about me face so don’t make me look like bugs bunny. I have feelings to Zayn ya know”

The interview continues, Zayn shows Alan the picture which definitely isn’t his best work. We talk about our first album and the recording process. The boys, myself and Alan then have a dance off which I think I won.

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[birindale]

This time: Catra goes fishing, She-Ra has most of Aquaman's powers, and the scripts get even more unbearable to type. We all learn a lesson about capitalism, but perhaps not the one intended.

Transcript/Image ID below the cut

[Image Description: 14 comic pages from the She-Ra mini-comic, “A Fishy Business”.

Cover: Mermista (in her mermaid form) and Starburst She-Ra swim around underwater, smiling at a school of seven bright yellow fish. The Princess of Power logo is up top as always, and at the bottom of the page in blue, outlined in a desaturated red, is the issue title, "A Fishy Business". Below that, the copyright info reads, "Illustrations: (copyright symbol) Mattel, Inc. 1986. Hawthorne, CA 90250 U.S.A. PRINTED IN TAIWAN. All Rights Reserved. (registered trademark symbol) and TM designate U.S. trademarks of Mattel, Inc."

Page 1: A desaturated pink caption box reads, "In the forest near a stream that began at Crystal Falls, Catra was busy making mischief. She stood back to admire her handiwork, a big waterwheel over the stream. Along the wheel were small fishnets, and on the bank was a giant goldfish bowl filled with water." We do in fact see Catra standing before a giant wheel, though it can't really be described as a waterwheel because there's no way for the water to turn it; its only adornments are the 'nets', which look more like baskets but you saw the caption! Who am I to disagree? A slanted, equal-angle channel runs from the wheel closer to the bank, a sort of reverse salmon cannon into the fish bowl. Catra isn't wearing her mask, her clawed gloves are only silver bracers here, and her outfit still strays closer to red than pink. She has a crosscut or rip-cut saw in her right hand (can't say for certain without a closer look at the teeth), and a claw (heh heh) hammer in her left. Her gloves are only silver bracers here, so she doesn't have any claws, and her outfit is straying closer to red than pink. 

A yellow caption box at the foot of the page reads, "PRODUCED EXCLUSIVELY FOR MATTEL BY: PENCILIER—JIM MITCHELL. INKER—TODD KUROSAWA. COLORIST—CHARLES SIMPSON. EDITOR—LEE NORDLING." 

"'There. As long as I don't get wet, this water-stuff is a snap to handle," says Catra, with an evil little grin. 

End Page 1. 

Page 2: ""Now to see if it works." She said. Catra pulled a lever that released the wheel, and the wheel turned in the water. As the wheel went around, the fishnets bought up fish from the stream. The fish were then dumped into a trough that emptied into the goldfish bowl." [sic] on that whole paragraph. It's like they took a concept script for a picture book and just turned it into a comic with absolutely zero editing or forethought. 

Speaking of no forethought, Catra sure has made this contraption within sight of the Crystal Falls, notorious hangout of Mermista and Friends. She's gripping a lever with both hands (now gloved) and looking back over her shoulder instead of facing the wheel directly. Skip Simpson, bless his heart, seems to have colored her skirt black on autopilot despite Todd Kurosawa's careful delineation. In his defense, Skip was colorist for the whole first wave as well, so he's still getting used to Scratchin' Sound Catra's adjusted color palette. Four concerned-looking fish are scooped up and deposited in the goldfish bowl. 

Catra seemingly lies down in the sand to prop her chin dramatically on one hand and smirk at the captive fish. ""You don't know it yet, Fish-face, but you and I are going into business together."" Seriously though, who put all of these quotation marks in the dialogue bubbles? Why didn't Lee Nordling stop them? What kind of editor are you, Lee? Whatever. Three of the fish gape at Catra in shock. 

""I can see it now. I'll open the first marine world in Etheria," says Catra. This seems to be an attempt at genericizing Marine World (now called Six Flags Discovery Kingdom), which at the time of publication (1986) had just moved to Vallejo, California and was moderately big news, featuring such wild headlines 'professional basketball player called in to pull bolt out of dolphin throat', 'tiger bites the shit out of football player at pep rally' before Vallejo moved them over from Redwood City. The year after the move they dropped an orca on William Statner (who was, tragically, completely fine). Basically, I think Catra is envisioning an animal theme park with a heavy aquatic slant, rather than a flooded planet situation. But it's the kind of theme park which puts chimps on motorcycles and an elephant on water skis. So look out. 

End Page 2. 

Page 3: A pink caption box reads, "Catra saw herself as master of the show. The fish would do wonderful stunts! Catra herself would be the star. And how the crowd would cheer! Handsome men—maybe even Bow—would be madly in love with her." Oh so I didn't need to explain Marine World. Okay. Well I'm leaving that in anyway. This one's for you, Norcal.

Catra imagines herself in a series of fanciful situations, whipping the fish into a cheerleader-style pyramid (her gloves are bracers again, but the rest of her costume is Scratchin' Sound Catra-accurate, including ripped silver tights and a silver skirt); staring dreamily at Bow, who's offering her a bottle of milk; and waterskiing behind four moderately sized fish, which feels optimistic even for this fantasy. 

""So do some aerobics while I sew up your little swimsuits," says Catra, actually looking pretty reasonable despite the fish's shock. Can a fish do aerobics? I guess it doesn't specify that you get your oxygen through air instead of water, but I feel like it's implied.

End Page 3. 

Page 4: A pale pink caption box reads, "A few days later, Peekablue was riding in the Sea Harp near the beautiful Crystal Falls while Mermista swam alongside. Adora and Spirit stood on the shore. "Peekablue! Mermista!" Adora called. "Let's pick some berries for lunch." But just then a young seal swam up to Mermista with a message. 

We see the Crystal Falls in the background, and Mermista with her seal friend in the foreground, but the midground is the Sea Harp sitting on dry land next to Adora and Spirit. Is it not a boat…?

""Oh no! He says his friends, the sunfish and the tuna twins, are missing. And no one has seen the bluegills since yesterday,"" says Mermista, translating for a distressed seal with emanata that seem to indicate seal-speech. 

""Hmmmm, this could be trouble. I'll go look for help!" says Adora.

End Page 4.

Page 5: A pink caption box reads, "Hidden in a spot behind some trees, Adora raised high the Sword of Protection and said "For the honor of Grayskull, I am She-Ra!" And in a magical flash, she became the Princess of Power. Then, she changed Spirit into Swift Wind." Because god forbid we draw an action pose, I guess. 

Starburst She-Ra raises both arms to show off her cape, and Crystal Swift Wind raises both wings. They're so sparkly that light refracts all around them, twinkling and vibrant.

End Page 5. 

Page 6: A pink caption box reads, "Peekablue and Mermista were glad She-Ra had come to help. She-Ra suggested they split up. Peekablue said, "I don't want to get my lovely feathers wet, so I'll follow the stream leading into the forest. With my many eyes I'll be able to see any fish who went that way. Then I'll meet you later."" She-Ra stands beside Peekablue in front of the Crystal Falls, and Mermista watches them from the water.

A pink caption box reads, "Then She-Ra and Mermista dove into the Crystal Falls pool." 

She-Ra dives, Mermista just looks like she's floating downwards. It must be hard to slow down enough for a human (super-powered or not) to keep up. 

End Page 6. 

Page 7: A pink caption box reads, "Deep in the blue-green world, the two friends passed great sweeping fronds of sea moss, sparkling stones, many-colored shells, and the broken columns of old ruins. But, oddly enough, no fish. And no one seemed to know where they were!" She-Ra and Mermista swim past a coral reef, some decaying, vaguely Grecian ruins in the background. There's not a fish in sight. 

""Have you seen our friends, the fish?"" She-Ra asks an octopus, who shrugs and says, ""Nope."" Apparently She-Ra can breathe underwater in this one. 

""Fish should stay in one place, like I do," says a bivalve, "Then they wouldn't get lost!"" 

End Page 7. 

Page 8: ""Then I hope Peekablue has already found them,"" says She-Ra, looking concerned. 

A pink caption box reads, "But Peekablue found something else. As she followed the stream through the woods, her eyes searched the water. "I can see all the way to the bottom!" She exclaimed. But then her special eyes noticed something further upstream." Oh shit. Her brand. 

Peekablue is shown wandering alongside the stream, Catra's contraption bleary in the distance.

End Page 8. 

Page 9: ""Why, it's a wheel! I wonder what…?"" says a pink caption box, which was probably supposed to be a thought bubble. 

Another pink caption box reads, "Suddenly Catra rushed out of the forest. "What do you want, Feather-head?" "Catra! What are you doing here?" Peekablue asked. "I was taking a catnap. Now go away!" "Hummph!" Peekablue said as she walked away. But she thought, "I'm going to tell She-Ra about this.""

I really think they're doing this dialogue-within-captions schtick to torture me, specifically. 

Peekablue is shown looking startled, the Crystal Falls once more in the background, as Catra leaps out of the bushes in front of her. 

End Page 9.

Page 10: A pink caption box reads, "A little later the three friends met at Crystal Falls. Peekablue told what she had seen. She-Ra said, "I suspect Catra knows where the fish are. Let's find out." "Wait," Mermista said. "I want to go along." She dove, then flipped out of the water, her silvery tail dancing on its surface for a moment." We see Mermista, surrounded by a few perfect tendrils of water, suspended above the surface as Peekablue and She-Ra watch. 

A pink caption box reads, "Then with a spin she landed delicately on the shore on two legs!" and we see a four-stage, Animorphs-style transition between her two forms. 

""There. I'm ready!"" says Mermista, to a smiling She-Ra. Her hair is a little more purple than usual, but it plays off the yellow in the background well. 

End Page 10. 

Page 11: A pink caption box reads, "The friends soon found Catra's waterwheel and watched as more fish were caught in the nets. She-Ra said, "I thought so!" On the ground nearby were blueprints for Catra's plans, and She-Ra looked them over. "An amusement park! Leave it to Catra!" She-Ra stopped the wheel, but Catra, who heard their voices, came running. "

She-Ra stares at the plans in apparent wonder as Peekablue and Mermista look over her shoulder. Fifteen of the yellow fish are trapped in the fishbowl. Mermista's pants are orange. Peekablue is smiling for some reason. 

""Just what do you think you're doing here?"" asks Catra, who looks mildly affronted with her hands on her hips and a single eyebrow raised. She's missing her gloves again. 

End Page 11.

Page 12: ""Saving my fish friends from your clutches!"" says Mermista, with no expression whatsoever. Her necklace, which is a shell on the toy and a simple pendant in the Filmation show, is a tiny yellow fish. Presumably it spits water the same way. 

""They're mine now, Miss Scaley-tail! Now go away before I…"" says Catra, with a mild frown. 

A pink caption box reads, "But Catra had no chance to finish her threat because Mermista quickly drenched Catra with her water spray. "Yeee-ow!" Catra screeched, as she jumped back. "I think you're the one who should leave, Catra," said She-Ra "while we try to undo your mischief.""

Catra is soaking wet now. Would have been nice to show that action, instead of just telling us about it! Would have been a nice break from shot-reverse-shot close-ups! She-Ra, Mermista, and Peekablue all smile at her. Her gloves are still missing. 

End Page 12. 

Page 13: A pink caption box reads, "As Catra ran off, She-Ra lifted the giant fishbowl overhead and dumped it into the stream. "I think it's time you fellas went back home to Crystal Falls," she said. And the fish were very happy to do so." The illustration shows She-Ra doing that. You know, redundantly. 

""I don't think we should leave this here either, She-Ra. Catra may use it again," says Peekablue, pointing at the wheel contraption. 

""You're right, Peekablue. And I think I have a good idea," says She-Ra. 

End Page 13.

Page 14: A pink caption box reads, "Later, under the water at Crystal Falls, She-Ra and Mermista turned Catra's wheel into a ferris wheel. The nets were replaced by little seats. Their friends rode happily 'round and 'round! Mermista said, "I wish Catra could see her waterwheel now!"" The fish have set up a tiny admissions booth and everything. Various sea creatures gambol about. 

In an oranger-than-usual 'moral' font color, She-Ra says, ""Yes, and I wish Catra would learn that it's not right to use others to get ahead."" Girl, what? You mean the fish? You guys just assaulted her, stole her waterwheel, and undid days of work because she didn't immediately agree to your demands. Now is the time for a moral about how removing species can negatively impact a biome, or against cruelty to animals (not that 1986 was necessarily ready for that). Is this a good time to mention Mattel owned The Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus for a couple years?

""Now—how about a ride?"" She-Ra suggests to Mermista, beckoning her on. They won't even fit in the tiny little seats. Stop benefiting from using others, She-Ra. It's immoral. 

End Page 14. 

End ID.]

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Oc fact post! (Inspired by sadsoftserve and demonitizedstuff, go check them out!)

Dalia

Her full legal name is Dalia Irene Kalmeren

She plays rhythm games, her favorite is Scratchin Melodii with Rythhm Heaven as a close second

Her mom hasn't come to a single one of her guard shows, but Dalia always makes sure a seat is saved for her in case she changes her mind, her mom never does, but that won't stop her from hoping she will.

For a related reason, Dalia makes a point to go to literally every single show or event that's important to her siblings.

She has a mom friend bag. It has everything from snap to heat packets to sewing supplies and everything in between. The bag itself is a white canvas bag that she's slowly but surely covering in doodles

She always has electric tape on her for guard reasons. (You'd be surprised how much electric tape goes onto those flags.) She uses the colored kind personally but keeps the basic black kind on her as a just in case.

She has a system called car rules that her dad started. It basically just means that whatever is said in the car stays in the car. This system mostly applies to her family. If she prefaces a statement with "okay, car rules," they get it.

She plays piano. Her dad taught her the basics when she was little, and now she's trying to teach Esme and Jasper. Jasper is excited, but Esme doesn't get it and has a tendency to get frustrated at it

Speaking of Esme, Dalia learned to do hair for her. It started with braids and evolved from there. Now, every morning before school, Dalia wakes up 20 minutes before the rest of the house just to do Esme's hair. It's a bonding thing for them.

That's all for now, but I might reblog with more later when my brain decides to work with me again. She is my silly, but my brain is full of adhd bees that refuse to have coherent thoughts

[yourlocaledamimi]

Rhythm Dystopia dingsings!

[seancamerons]

Do you have any early semma hcs ?

so anon, i'm scratchin' my head tryna figure out how to answer this. i feel bad it's been sitting in my inbox for so long. some of these are all over the place. the answer is yes. read more below!

intro/interested pretty quickly so emma really instantly thought, "wow i never met anyone like this guy before." unfortunately for sean, i believe he was just so shocked to even be in town again and still kind of messed up that day in terms of it being overwhelming and rough circumstances. for example, in 1.04 the day leading up to the dance was a blur for him until the dance. between jimmy getting on him, and having his first day at degrassi, finding out i guess at the time he has to repeat the seventh grade, the whole computer debacle and being stressed about that, and people whispering/sean hoping people didn't find out about the fight with tyler that sent him there in the first place, and other factors, it was a lot. emma was watching him, not being a stalker or anything but like he was just trying to get used to things. he transferred like what? october i guess of the school year so he missed 1st day of school and stuff. emma was his first friend at degrassi community who treated him like he mattered and got him out of trouble with raditch when he lost it on jimmy that's canon. after that i headcanon that it was pretty much - she's on his radar. they didn't like become like best friends or anything else whatever until later. maybe mid-way through the term like around the time of caberet did they start like really spending time together or interested in each other beyond casual friends/acquaintances. the crush obviously was mutual. emma i think liked sean as early as give or take - pre-coming of age or a little before that so yeah it fits. so like when i wrote this fic once, emma talked about what generated interest to sean. he was cute probably to her, but also the way that most kids would describe who they are in so many words when asked on the first day at new school. sean turns around and just says in response, "no." that immediately set him apart from his peers. (toby wasn't standing a chance after that.)

2. they BOTH still have the pictures. in fact sean keeps his picture in his wallet. when he was away deployed/staying on bases or whatever he had it either hung up in barracks/platoon wherever he stayed. it's a little bit crinkled and worn and stuff but he did scan it so that he can get it printed on like gloss paper. IT'S A GOOD THING SPIKE TOOK TWO ON HER OBNOXIOUSLY HUGE CAMERA. i like that when cranny went on that date (s2 tmba) she used the camera on them bc she's literally her momma's daughter lol.

3. sean walked emma home after the starlight starbright dance because her flip phone died and she didn't have enough for the payphone in the foyer to call her mom. instead, she remembered her mom told her not to walk home alone. on the walk to emma's he told her where he was from but they didn't really talk much until after parents day and maybe even more over a little later. she liked him around that time. she felt safe that he walked her home after the dance though. spike didn't meet him till later but she mentioned that she wasn't alone for the walk home from school. spike slept easier, but didn't know the person who walked her was a boy.

4. walking home again revisited (likely) a year later like after the wedding in 2.13, spike and snake drove off in their just married car to the airport/honey moon and caitlin stayed for the week behind to look after emma. joey too. sean walked emma home after the wedding and they talked things out/asked her out probably then too officially. he apologized and took accountability/she did too for what happened that last year. of course the conversation was short but they held hands all cutesy and maybe another kiss before she went inside the house. I'm sure it was dark and stuff too so yeah. he called her later to thank her for inviting him, they had fun. craig, sean, emma, and manny ate a lot of wedding cake and food did some dancing beyond slow dances. it was probably the last time their lives weren't complicated.

5. emma visted sean between the time he left after bib over the summer with manny to wasaga for a few day trips emma's life got chaotic once she was with peter and they lost touch. imagine her surprise when he returned a year or so later?! (i find it hard to believe that they hadn't seen each other since s4 i think they talked/maybe over the summer a few day trips when manny or emma got licenses for driving idk if they drove or they took a bus who knows its my world haah)

6. sean's aim (what did they call it for Canada - cim?) screen name is similar to his degrassi handle on degrassidottv lol whocares & emma's is sparklespaz28 or simply sparklespazz bc I'm unoriginal. they talked like however they could occasionally when he was in wasaga he used to visit/frequent internet cafes to keep in touch with friends/emma/ellie but ellie kind of hurt too much to talk to him. emma got too busy to spend much time online but when they did they'd have lengthy aim convos about various things, just not about jay/ravine lmfao of course. even those convos were a little deep which translated later at least i think. she didn't know he was returning bc that was around the time he was moving back and his parents had this old ass computer that barely ran so that's why he would internet cafe. he didn't have internet after he moved to the area again, so he'd either internet cafe in town/phone/text/the computer lab and be able to talk more to them in person instead. it was only when everyone was long distance. i think i read wasaga is 4.5 or so away from Toronto where degrassi is set i think? or a little bit less. it seemed like that anyway when they got out of the car in bib they all looked like we need to stand after sitting this long.

imagine the tension in THAT car ride, let me tell ya.

💌 thanks for the ask!!🌸💗OH ONE MORE THING:

the fic i edited this post to include *discussed above*:

thanks again for the ask, any excuse to talk about semma. byeeeee!💕

[sterek-ao3feed-archive]

cool with the scratchin' and bitin'

https://archiveofourown.org/works/52664608 by shakespearesque Stiles is a flirt, or something. Derek is mesmerized by him. In which Derek flirts badly and keeps having to "go do laundry" to get out of situations like he's Patrick Bateman. Also, Erica is an evil mastermind. Words: 8536, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: M/M Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Allison Argent, Isaac Lahey, Erica Reyes, Vernon Boyd Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Additional Tags: Flirting, Enabling, Pack Feels, Pack Alpha Derek Hale, Everyone Is Alive, Minor Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, Minor Allison Argent/Isaac Lahey/Scott McCall, no jackson lol, Blow Jobs, Masturbation, they're in high school and derek is not read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52664608

[randomvarious]

1980s Hip Hop Playlist (YouTube)

Alright, folks, this is gonna be my last hip hop playlist post for a long while, so you better savor it! This week we're taking a trip back to the 80s, and, more or less, tracing the evolution of the music from this culture that's now become the #1 genre in the entire world. Hip hop started in the 70s as strictly party music, with people rapping extemporaneously over extended breaks and disco beats, but as it started to expand into a commercial enterprise in the early 80s, the music developed a form of social consciousness too, with songs like Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five's "The Message" in 1982, and the art of lyricism proceeded to evolve as well.

But what's gonna differ this 1980s hip hop playlist from your other more run-of-the-mill ones is that it's intercontinental; hip hop started in the South Bronx of New York City, but what people really seem to sleep on is just how good it concurrently managed to get in the UK too during the 1980s, with the advent of a subgenre called Britcore, which featured people (mostly blokes) furiously spitting absolute rawness over hard, slammin' breakbeats, the likes of which there really was no equivalent to Stateside 😤.

So, with this playlist, we start with the party grooves, both classic, like The Sugarhill Gang's "Apache," the aforementioned "Message," and Grandmaster Flash & Melle Mel's "White Lines (Don't Do It)," along with the lesser-known, like The Furious Five's 1981 link-up with The Sugarhill Gang that yielded a fun tune called "Showdown," and "King Heroin," by another classic New York hip hop crew called The Funky Four, which interpolates The O'Jays' own "For the Love of Money," best known as the theme song from The Apprentice. And there's also a sweet piece of electro-turntablism from trio West Street Mob too, called "Mosquito," that urges you to "keep scratchin'," and appears to only have about 6,900 YouTube plays across a few different uploads.

The latter half is then loaded up with that good ol' UK stuff, which most Americans seem to be completely oblivious of. The best song from this section is undoubtedly Hijack's "Doomsday of Rap," which, to mention "Apache" again, samples the wobbly, ringing guitar from The Incredible Bongo Band's excellent version of it. And Rapper Kamanchi Sly then proceeds to go buckwild over that sample, with a level of aggression most comparable to something like LL Cool J on "Mama's Gonna Knock You Out," but with the intensity kicked up by even a few more notches. Just a total fuckin' old school rap banger that'll make you thrash 😵. Ice-T ended up getting Hijack signed to his Rhyme Syndicate label, but unfortunately, nothing much really came of it.

This playlist is ordered as chronologically as possible.

The Sugarhill Gang - "Apache" The Furious Five Meets The Sugarhill Gang - "Showdown" Grandmaster Flash & The Furious Five - "The Message" Grandmaster Flash & Melle Mel - "White Lines (Don't Do It)" West Street Mob - "Mosquito" Funky Four - "King Heroin" Lady Sugar Sweet - "Sugar Sweet" Demon Boyz - "Rougher Than an Animal" Thrashpack - "Trigger Happy" Hijack - "Doomsday of Rap" MC Duke - "I'm Riffin'" MC Duke - "Gotta Get Your Own" Consolidated - "Consolidated" Hardnoise - "Untitled" SL Troopers - "Movement"

And this playlist is also on YouTube Music.

So, with this initiation of this playlist, we have 15 songs that end up totaling 70 minutes. I'll add more at some point, which will then probably include a corresponding Spotify playlist too.

Enjoy!

More to come, eventually. Stay tuned!

Like what you hear? Follow me on Spotify and YouTube for more cool playlists and uploads!

[ao3feed-undertale1]

www.fanganronpa.com/internal-conflict

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50386528 by EmeraldLikesIceCream Sage wakes up in an unfamiliar mansion, alongside her father, and learns quickly that she can trust no one as she and her father and thrown straight into a killing game. Surrounded by so many unfamiliar faces, Sage's processors don't know what to do Or. Yet another crossover killing game Words: 4357, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Fandoms: Dangan Ronpa Series, Sonic the Hedgehog (Video Games), Doki Doki Literature Club! (Visual Novel), Phineas and Ferb, Deltarune (Video Game), Undertale (Video Game), 逆転裁判 | Gyakuten Saiban | Ace Attorney, New Dangan Ronpa V3: Everyone's New Semester of Killing, My Little Pony Generation 4: Friendship Is Magic (Cartoon 2010), Mother 3 (Video Game), 新・光神話 パルテナの鏡 | Kid Icarus: Uprising (Video Game), インフィニット・デンドログラム - 海道左近 | Infinite Dendrogram - Kaidou Sakon, Scratchin Melodii (Video Game), Kirby (Video Games), MetaWare High School (Visual Novel), Homestuck Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: Gen Characters: Sage (Sonic the Hedgehog), Dr. Eggman | Dr. Robotnik, Perry the Platypus (Phineas and Ferb), Rouxls Kaard, Papyrus (Undertale), Ayasato Mayoi | Maya Fey, Shirogane Tsumugi, Masked Man (Mother 3), Pit (Kid Icarus), Kirby (Kirby), Nari (MetaWare High School), Jade Harley, Applejack (My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic), Melodii (Scratchin' Melodii), Nemesis | Maiden of Vengeance (Infinite Dendrogram) Additional Tags: Crossover, This Is STUPID, Fun, Crack Treated Seriously, Crack Relationships, Alternate Universe - No Sburb/Sgrub Sessions, Post-Game: Sonic Frontiers, Post-Game(s), Shirogane Tsumugi Redemption, Maybe - Freeform, Trans Female Jade Harley, Autistic Jade Harley, Sonic Frontiers Spoilers, POV Sage (Sonic Frontiers), Act 3 Monika (Doki Doki Literature Club), Monika Being an Asshole (Doki Doki Literature Club!), for now, Papyrus (Undertale) Knows More Than He Lets On, Papyrus (Undertale) Needs a Hug, Protective Papyrus (Undertale), Parental Rouxls Kaard, Pit Needs a Hug (Kid Icarus), Post-Kid Icarus: Uprising, Kid Icarus: Uprising Spoilers, Post-Gyakuten Saiban 3 | Trials & Tribulations, Pre-Gyakuten Saiban 4 | Apollo Justice, Protective Claus (Mother 3), Mute Perry the Platypus (Phineas and Ferb), Parent Dr. Eggman | Dr. Robotnik, They/Them Pronouns for Kirby (Kirby), Post-Game: Kirby and the Forgotten Land read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50386528