#sorry for posting so much today btw i'm just trying to catch up but this is the last one for today i promise :

[lovesosweeet]

better left unsaid // cth

chapter ten

in which orion has leukemia, and calum doesn’t know.

calum hood x fem!oc

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october 17, 2016 madrid, spain orion

Slightly hungover, I wake up to four missed calls from Calum, along with twenty-something text messages. It's been a while since they were in Europe. They went to the US for a month or so and then toured Australia and New Zealand. Now the that tour is over, none of 5SOS are really posting much, so I don’t even know where in the world he is these days.

We'd gone out last night — me, Paula, Ilse, Marta, and Lucia. We started at Space Monkey, taking advantage of Lucia's employee discount. We ended up at Capital, which is notably the fanciest place we could've gone. I wasn't allowed to wear my normal sneakers, which made me mad, especially for having to pay the 20€ cover fee to get in. I'm not that hungover. My head just hurts and my stomach needs food, and I'm definitely exhausted.

Calum and I have texted and Facetimed sparsely since they left Europe, but I've tried to keep it brief. I'm sure he's been seeing other girls since they’ve been on different continents, and I’ve been trying to make the most of my time in Madrid with my wonderful roommates who’ve turned into great friends. He doesn’t need to waste his time on me. I don’t expect anything out of him. We were just a temporary thing. I don’t know that we make sense beyond the time we’ve spent together, so I’ve been trying to keep my expectations low. He’s called me here and there, but again, I’ve tried to keep it brief. I’ve been trying to avoid getting too attached, and the more we talk, the more attached I’d get.

His onslaught of notifications totally catches me off guard. What does he want? Why would he text me that many times and call, all at once? Did he give me an STD? Jesus, how would I even get tested here? Just go to the hospital?

I nervously open my messages app to see what he’s sent.

From: calum 5sos

hi what are you doing today

your fav bassist may or may not be back in madrid

okay yeah he’s here

i’m in madrid and i want to see you

may or may not have been my first choice in post-tour destination

may or may not be because of you

wow i definitely don’t mean to be creepy

i’ve missed you

so much

just checked your insta story and assuming you’re hungover and/or asleep still

pls let me know when you’re up

also you looked so hot last night

wanna get avo toast and coffee and donuts?!

orion

fuck

i want to see you

i’m outside your place btw sorry to show up uninvited.

if you want me to leave please tell me

i know it’s been a bit but i’ve wanted to see you for so long

i’ll hang here til 2.

no worries if you’re asleep!!! get that beauty rest but you’re the prettiest ever regardless i promise

i just really missed you and am so excited to see you

hope you wake up soon so i can squeeze you

i want to spend every second with you so the weeks apart have been torture

can’t wait to see you. seriously.

pls wake up and let me in

While I guess I am excited to see him, I don’t know what he’s doing here. He came here first? He chose to see me over his family and friends? Madrid isn’t exactly close to LA or Australia. I think his sister lives in London, so maybe he’s on his way to her.

I don’t bother to check the voicemails — his texts have said more than enough.

To: calum 5sos

um hi just woke up

i’ll be down in a bit

I get out of bed and change my sleep shorts to jeans, throwing a hoodie on over my sports bra, and slipping my feet into my beloved white sneakers. I leave my room to head to the bathroom and find Paula and Lucia cuddled up on the couch, scrolling through their phones. It’s 11:30 now, and they’ve both showered it seems, since their hair is wet, so I’m guessing they’ve been up for a while.

“Buenos,” Paula greets me. She doesn’t look hungover at all, but I don’t think she actually drank that much last night.

“Hi,” I say back, debating talking to her or just getting to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face quickly. I decide to update her on the situation. “Um, Calum’s outside?”

Her eyes go wide and she puts her phone down. “What?” She’s also grinning at me wickedly. She has always loved the idea of me and Cal together, but I always reminded her we were just casual and to stop getting so excited about our prospect as a ‘real’ couple. This news is probably music to her ears.

“I don’t know, he sent me, like, twenty texts and called me a bunch.” I sigh, running my hand through my hair. I don’t know why, but I’m stressed about this. What the fuck is he doing here?

“Orion, I keep telling you. He likes you!”

I frown. Why would he choose me? “I don’t know. I’m gonna go to the bathroom and then go see what he wants.”

Letting the water heat up so I can wash my face, I brush my teeth and braid my hair. In the mirror, I see I still have mascara smudges from taking off my makeup in my drunken stupor early this morning. I do my best to wake myself up with the hot water and quickly apply some mascara and brow gel. I don’t need to impress Calum, but suddenly I hate my reflection. I frown at myself and let out a sigh, and then I leave the bathroom, hurrying out the door of the apartment and down the creaky stairs.

When I step out onto the sidewalk, I see him. He’s sitting on the bench that’s about 20 feet from the door, scrolling on his phone. Next to him, I see a small bouquet of chamomile, a silky pink ribbon tied around the flowers. Calum is wearing a cobalt blue hoodie and his typical black pants with a pair of white sneakers. His hair is hidden under a gray beanie. My stupid heart starts beating faster at the sight of him. He looks sleepy and cozy.

I gulp and approach the bench, clearing my throat to catch his attention. Calum looks up at me with his dark brown eyes and instantly grins when we make eye contact. He practically jumps up and runs to me, engulfing me in a tight hug and lifting me off the ground.

I hug him back. It is nice to see him, I’ve decided. He’s warm and he smells nice this morning.

Calum holds me in the air for what feels like a very long time before he sets me back on the ground.

“Hi,” he breathes. He’s still beaming at me, his eyes sparkling in the sunlight. “I’ve missed you.”

Why?

“I’ve missed you too,” I find myself saying. I have, but I’ve been trying not to think about it. I’ve tried to keep my distance.

He then pulls me into another hug, and I awkwardly wrap my arms around him again, still in shock that he’s here right now. And he missed me. He missed me.

“What are you doing here?” I ask. My voice is soft, quiet. I’m so uncertain about this situation.

“I wanted to see my favorite girl.”

I’m his favorite girl?

I don’t say anything else. I just remain wrapped around him, breathing in his scent and enjoying his warmth. It’s a bit chilly today. Fall has started to kick in, and I’m jealous of Calum’s beanie right now.

“Would I be able to go upstairs for a sec? I’ve been here for a few hours and really need to pee. I didn’t want to leave in case you came down while I was gone. Didn’t want to miss my chance to surprise you properly.”

I nod against him, untangling my limbs from his. “Yeah, of course,” I breathe out. I take a step back, and he grabs my hand quickly, pulling me back closer to him. He leans down and kisses me, which catches me off guard. This whole thing is catching me off guard and I’m so confused. My brain won’t compute what’s happening.

“Sorry, just needed to kiss you real quick.” He laughs. The smile on his face is still plastered there, unceasing.

I manage to smile slightly at him before I use his hand to pull him toward the door of our building. We climb up the creaky stairs back to our apartment, and I take a deep breath before I open the door to our apartment, hoping Paula and Lucia aren’t gossiping about Calum as we walk in.

Cal’s been here before, of course, so he just heads straight to the bathroom and I whisper to him that I’ll be in the living room when he’s done. Lucia and Paula are waiting patiently for me in the living room, speaking almost silently in Spanish to each other. They look to me excitedly and expectantly, hoping I can share some sort of insights with them as to why Calum is here.

‘He LOVES you’ Paula mouths to me as I sit on an armchair that faces the couch they’re sitting on.

‘STOP’ I mouth back, shooting her an angry glare. The walls in the apartment are thin, and you can usually hear everything if you listen hard enough. I don’t want to risk Calum hearing what she says.

We’re all surprised when we hear a scream and some door slamming.

“Sorry! What the fuck!?” Ilse yells. She must have tried to go to the bathroom. At this point we don’t even knock before we enter it; we’re all so close and familiar we just enter the bathroom whenever we want. It’s four girls and only one bathroom, so we have just given up on privacy in there. When Lucia is here, it’s five girls and one bathroom, so she’s just gotten used to our practice and uses it just like she would if she lived here. It seems that she’s tried to go in while Cal is in there.

I hear her footsteps scurrying to the living room.

“What the hell is Calum doing here?!” Ilse whisper-yells when she gets to us.

“I don’t know!” I whisper-yell back.

We all turn our heads as the sound of the toilet flushing and the door squeaking back open hits our ears, followed by the sound of Cal’s quiet footsteps to the living room.

“Sorry, Ilse — I should’ve locked it. Baño is all yours.” He looks a little embarrassed, but it’s not like we haven’t all seen that infamous Snapchat. “Also, hi everyone. Good to see you.”

“Why are we screaming so early?” Marta’s voice echoes out, and she joins us all in the living room seconds later. It takes a moment for her to register that Calum is here, and then her eyes widen and she freezes in shock. “Calum?”

“Hi Marta! Sorry to wake you up,” he apologizes. He crosses the small space between them and wraps her into a quick hug, and then he hugs Ilse, and then Paula, and then Lucia.

This is weird. This is so weird. He’s met them all before but this just feels so different. None of us could’ve predicted he’d be here this morning.

“We’re gonna go grab breakfast. Do any of you want us to bring you anything back? Coffees?”

He’s met with a chorus of ‘yes please, coffee’ and he nods, looking at me expectantly with a small smile. “Ready to go?”

I nod wordlessly and turn around, heading for the door. I hear Cal’s footsteps behind me quickly, and we leave the apartment once again and get to the street. Almost as some kind of reflex, I grab his hand in mine and start walking toward my favorite breakfast place, assuming that’s where he’d want to go. We walk in silence for a few minutes before he disrupts the quiet.

“Are you okay? You’re pretty quiet.” He squeezes my hand.

I nod again. “Yeah, just kinda stunned, I guess?”

“You didn’t think I’d want to visit you as soon as I could? I wanted to keep it as somewhat of a surprise!” He laughs his sweet, quiet laugh and I feel his thumb rub the back of my hand the way he’s done so many times before.

I clear my throat and shake my head. “No, I didn’t really expect that you’d want to see me again, honestly.”

My shoulder is almost ripped from its socket when Calum suddenly stops walking.

“What?”

I turn around to face him and his expression is a mix of confusion and hurt.

“Why wouldn’t I want to see you again?”

His expression makes my heart hurt a bit. I didn’t mean anything nasty by what I said, but I truly didn’t expect that we’d keep seeing each other now that the European leg is over and tour is over and he can go back to his normal life.

I shrug. “I guess I just thought you’d move on.”

He frowns. “Did you want me to move on?”

No. I didn’t want him to move on. I liked him. I liked him a lot. The idea of us being more than what we were just felt unattainable, so I always assumed he would move on. I was sure there was a girl or two in the other places they went, and surely back in LA there are plenty of girls more suitable for him, other musicians and actresses and influencers; definitely not some random student at UCLA.

“Of course not.”

Calum looks deeply confused and hurt, which wasn’t my intention. I feel bad. “Orion, I really like you. Have I not made that clear?” He’s not being snarky with his question. He sounds genuine and uncertain, which makes me feel worse.

He had been texting me this whole time we’d been apart. He likes everything I post to Instagram. He calls me every week.

Have I just been an idiot this whole time?

“I thought I was just the girl in Europe.”

His eyebrows knit together. “What do you mean?”

“I don’t know, I guess kind of like… a groupie? I was the girl you hung out with in Europe. Maybe just one of the girls? I figured there were others, and you had girls in Asia and America and Australia.”

Calum looks bewildered. “No, no. Orion, this whole time, it’s just been you. I like you. I’m so sorry if I wasn’t clear, because I thought you knew.”

Still in shock, I really don’t know how to reply.

“Shit, Matt had you on our security list as ‘Orion Moss - Calum’s girlfriend.’”

Girlfriend? We’re both silent for a few seconds, the words hanging in the air. I feel like I can almost read them floating in the space between us.

“Am I?”

Now Calum seems to be at a loss for words. He’s still confused, upset almost.

Am I his girlfriend? Do I want to be his girlfriend? I guess that’s a stupid question. Of course I do. I check his tagged photos on Instagram as a pre-bed ritual almost every night. I scroll through the photos we have together in my camera roll constantly; I even made an album of them so they’re all in one place. When he texts me, I have to intentionally make myself wait to reply so I don’t seem too clingy or desperate.

“Do you want to be?” He finally asks.

This time I don’t hesitate. “Yes.”

Relief washes over him and I watch his stress melt away. A smile appears shortly thereafter, and then he’s stepping toward me, kissing me for the second time this morning. There’s a warmth that starts to burn in my chest and I find myself smiling against his lips. He’s here. He’s really here and he likes me.

Calum creates a tiny bit of space between our mouths, just enough that he can speak. “Then please, please be my girlfriend.”

I giggle, feeling like a giddy little kid whose crush just said they like them back on the playground. “I am happy to accept your offer.”

We kiss a bit more, and then I start feeling self conscious when I remember we’re just making out on a sidewalk in Spain’s most populous city, one of the largest cities in Europe, and he’s famous and anyone could see us and post about it. I pull away, saying we can continue it later, and he says he can’t wait.

We resume our walk to the cafe, hand in hand, and I can’t seem to wipe the smile off my face. When I glance at Calum, he’s smiling too. I’m probably happier right now than I have been in a very long time. Once we reach the cafe, he stops.

“Want to get it to go? We can get donuts too and take it to Retiro for a little picnic.” His suggestion sounds perfect, so I agree.

We order our breakfasts — hummus and avocado toast for me, tortilla con jamón for him — and wait a few minutes before they bring it to us. Cal pays, as always, and then we walk to the donut shop that I consider my favorite place in the whole world. We get a four pack of the day’s most unique flavors, along with oat milk cappuccinos to drink, and then we travel the short distance to Retiro, which is bustling as always.

We sit by the pond to watch people using the little paddle boats, and I try to aesthetically set up our spread of food to take a picture. Calum just watches me in amusement while I try to get the perfect shot. Once I’ve got it, I tell him he can start eating. I quickly text the picture to the group chat with my flat mates, whose replies come through instantly, as if they were waiting for me to text them an update (which, to be fair, they probably were).

To: lavapies ladies!!!

Image attached

brunch picnic in retiro with my BOYFRIEND

From: paula (lavapies ladies!!!!)

BITCH I TOLD YOU

HOLY SHIT

From: marta (lavapies ladies!!!!)

DIOS MIOOOOOO

From: ilse (lavapies ladies!!!!)

she’s a rockstar’s girlfriend aaaahhhhhh

From: paula (lavapies ladies!!!!)

“it’s just casual” mY MF ASSSSS

At the last message, I roll my eyes, locking my phone and putting it into my back pocket. I look up from my phone and find Calum’s camera pointed at me. The shutter goes off as soon as I make eye contact with the lens.

“Just wanna remember this moment,” he gushes, smiling so sweetly at me before putting his phone away too.

We then dig in to the spread, but of course it’s far too much food for the two of us. I know we’ll bring whatever is left back to my apartment and the girls will inhale it all, so it’s fine. I get to listen to lots more tour stories from Calum than he’s shared over text or on our brief phone calls, and I tell him more about my classes and the little adventures I’ve gone on with my roommates. It’s so nice getting to talk to him again. It’s so easy, and it feels right, and I just feel so giddy about the fact that it wasn’t just a casual thing. It’s real, and it’s serious.

It’s then that I realize it, and I don’t know what took me so long. I now know I was in denial, but it’s clear as day while we sit in this park.

I am completely and utterly in love with Calum Hood.

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a/n: a little cute flashback chapter to lighten the mood hehe!!!!

[fazafras-pizza]

Semi Long (but not super serious) Update Post

((OP: Hi! Sorry for the sporadic posting. I know May was kind of light on content -- I think I've mentioned it before, but I have a comic outside of this that I work on and was trying to dedicate myself to it for the entirety of May and it's got a bit to it (I only got a page and a half done lol, but that's still some! So I'll take it.) Plus I've obviously got other life stuff, but that's my main art focus that would eat up my time.

I would've probably had another post today since I was feeling artsy (it's all I did this afternoon tbh), but I kind of ran out of asks again and couldn't think of anymore mini comics besides the one that's going to transition us to the next Night Shift that I haven't scripted out. (It's so annoying having so much motivation but no creativity 😅)

But the good news from that I guess is that, if you were ever worried about if your ask would get buried if you sent it in, don't be! I've answered nearly every single one that's come in since we came back last August (btw: oh my gosh it's nearly been a year since we've been back that's wild), so I will definitely get to it, like, immediately lol. Y'all send in such good and fun asks and I love making responses for them, you guys genuinely make this such a good time and I appreciate you so much, I can't express that enough. I wouldn't still be doing this if it wasn't for you guys and it makes me so excited to show you what else I've got planned for the blog because ohhhh buddy :))))))

(Like, there is no joke a completed story start to finish planned for this blog and all it's characters. That's how much I love it and everything for it.)

BUT! On another totally different topic -- I wanna talk about accessibility stuff! This pops up in my mind every once in a while and I wanted to posit it here:

Obviously this blog operates with a lot of images containing text and I know a lot of people find it helpful to have image descriptions as part of their experience here on Tumblr. I think the way I would do it is probably going back through and updating all the alt image description things where I can, but I know some posts are so old (since I started this blog in 2017) that that might not be possible. With how there's often continuing text dialogue under those images, do you think that written out image descriptions would interrupt that? And if so, should I post the image descriptions under the text dialogue?

This might be something I have to contemplate for a while, but I think moving forward I'll just start including it in the images because I don't think it'd be too difficult, it's just something I know I'm overlooking.

Likewise, should I make a tab on the blog that has a summary of the "plot" of the blog? That way new followers can catch up without it seeming daunting and old followers can get a refresher if they need to.

Let me know your thoughts and if there's anything else I could do to make it more accessible that I might have not considered! Again, thank you all for following this silly little blog and making it such a joy to run, it's been wonderful, and I'm looking forward to running it for so much longer! 🥰))

[slickchickchocolatier]

Hello! It's been a very long time since my last ask. Sorry I didn't send the ask to you much as I'm focusing on my final year project degree, and my upcoming semester is near. It will be my last semester and my last moment being a university student huhuhu (Ngl I will miss my study life TT). Btw how are you Reina? I hope you doing fine 🤍 I do saw a lot of updates from you, especially DT and drabbles. I try to keep updated and read all your latest work and guess what.... all update is *chef kiss*

DT Chapter 8 and 9 make me go wild like- DAMN HEEBROS IS ON ANOTHER LEVEL and it's getting even more SPICY. They brainwash Y/N mindset, shower her with tons of love, love making with eo. Oh my, heebros go wild everybody :D I wonder if they already try to do double penetrate and Y/N take both heebros at the same time (if there are drabbles for this, I will read them :>). Poor Y/N need to catch up with their stamina. Can't wait for next chapter!!

TO series is going even darker and the storyline is interesting!! I really like the idea for TO sm! I still in the process to not mixing up Y/N in this series KSDKDKJ There is one time I imagine if all of them gather with their Y/N in one room and do it yk at the same time.... The room is gonna be hot and mess- To be honest, choosing hee-jake-hoon for this series is a perfect choice! I sometimes think that hyung line can play a dark yet romantic yandere role.

MT gonna be my another favorite series from you beside TO and SE7EN. Heedam, what have you done to me... *scream* This series somehow caught my attention and I absolutely love the story so far. Usually I read siren encounter with pirate au. But, this series is another agenda. My my, ngl this is amazing au!! Waiting for next chapter of this series patiently🤍

There are more things I wanna tell you but overall, I love you sm, I love all the story that you have written,n and thank you so so much for the amazing story and feast 🤍🤍 Will continue to support you and send more ask soon!! Take care Reina and may you have a nice day 🤍🤍🤍🤍

🐭-nim

🐭-nim!!! it's so good to hear from you! you sound like you've been so busy, but i'm glad you have a moment to drop by! 😊

oh my goodness i love that you enjoy the series. I actually really like TO and it's getting good, the next chapter is almost finished and will be posted soon. and GOOD....GAWD!!! MT!! I've always loved MT and heedam....that man....just wait....it's......next chapter nearly had me flipping my table. it might have the same effect on you guys. that man is just....he's soooo good that he's bad if that makes sense lol.

DT is a whole other level of threesomes, just wait till the next chapter and the future ones. and then HHP yo, HHP's upcoming chapters have been a work in progress bc there is sooooo much detail and back tracks on that one, i'm working on making it as smooth as possible since we're coming to a near end with the MGR/MRE/HHP series. and then of course se7en, chapter 1 of sunghoon's love story starts today, and then we have jake. both will be three chapters long each, and they're filthy if you get my drift 😉

and i'm so glad you enjoy all the little drabbles and one shots! they're great arent they? but i will continue to write so continue to do well and know that heeleads will be here to root for you!

[sie-rui]

May I request a scene where their s/o kabedons them because they weren't listening to them so they got annoyed and confronts them by a kabedon. For haitani brothers, draken and mikey pls. (sorry for my bad English and it's my first time requesting something on the internet so im quite nervous cause I've never been that active in the internet I just view them.. BTW love your writing hope your doing good this pandemic 😅)

❀ MY KOKORO GO DOKI DOKI | TOKYO REVENGERS

;; their s/o kabedons them

🥛 — haitani ran, haitani rindou, ryuuguji draken ken

🧾 — gender neutral, second pov (you/your), cursing, fluff, humor, au - highschool, au - modern day, established relationship, imagine

✉ — again, i only write for three characters a post especially if it’s an imagine! but, don’t worry about your english ! you did great :)

also we didn't have internet connection since yesterday and maybe until tomorrow so i'm not too sure about updates

; HAITANI RAN

Ran had a bad habit of teasing you.

It wasn’t exactly a bad habit. He likes it so it can’t be a bad habit. That just isn’t allowed. A bad habit is only bad if the person hates it and if it hurts anyone else.

By far, it hasn't hurt you. You hadn’t gotten a heart attack yet from all the cheesy lines he had done and the teasing and the grazing and the staring. So, it isn’t a bad habit.

Sure it almost got you an aneurysm and you almost fell down the stairs from going to shock after he leaned so close to you and licked the back of your neck, but he caught you both times and your pretty little head never touched the cold hard floor.

For today’s agenda, Ran smirks, teasing you is at the top of his list once more.

And for today’s service of love, he looks away from you as you babble on about something about the festival you were participating in. Ran hums, pretending to seem uninterested as he stares blankly at the board at the front of the room. He melts on the wall he was leaning on, eyes half-lidded.

You call his name twice, he continues on pretending as if he was slowly falling asleep from boredom.

He just wants to see your reaction, okay! Ran had always been the one chasing after you, even if he had tried acting as if he didn’t care that much, it was always him barging in your classroom during first year and searching for one strand of your hair in every room.

(Sometimes, he just wants to feel as if you were putting in as much effort as he does. Sometimes, he just wants to see you trying to grab his attention just like how he does to you. Sometimes- well, all the time, he wants to see you pout for him.)

He wasn’t expecting much. Maybe a punch to his arm or a light pull on his braided hair, maybe even saddened eyes as you rest your head on his shoulder.

He did not expect to see you suddenly stand up from your seat on the desk from the corner of his eyes. A growing panic burning inside him, Ran looks up, about to chase after you.

Then, you slam your hands on both sides of his head, staring right to his eyes.

Haitani Ran’s knees weakened, from the position he was in, legs slightly bent, you were almost at the same height. Just a little tip of his head and his lips would be meeting yours as he presses himself tightly to the wall.

He may have mustered a smirk but there was no denying the loud beating of his heart or the way his cheeks had grown hotter.

; HAITANI RINDOU

He grumbles under his breath, mouth full of the onigiri you gave him.

Rindou had skipped breakfast that morning, skipped lunch as well. The two of you sit in class, currently on a five minute break and after finding out that his stomach was empty—setting aside the water and that one carton of milk he got at break—you forced one of your extra onigiris on him.

It wasn’t his fault that he got a little preoccupied during lunch, catching up with the lessons even during break! And that he was in a hurry that morning because Ran turned off his alarm and ran for it.

He continues on munching frustratedly as you talk his ear off from your seat in front of his, scolding him like you always do when he ends up disregarding his own health.

“Rindou! Are you listening?”

He grunts, still pissed at the fact that you took his notebook away from him in the middle of his studying during break.

He just doesn’t understand why you’re not studying when exams are literally tomorrow.

He slumps on his desk, stomach lightly growling even as he finishes his food. Crumpling the water, he reaches out for his bag, planning to just throw it there instead of getting up and walking all over outside. He’d be wasting time that way—time that can be used to do some last minute studying before the drill.

Rindou stops when your hand latches on his wrist. About to complain, he stops, mouth clamping shut when you lean over the table with both of your hands holding down his wrist.

His brain just completely shuts down.

Red colors his face and Rindou attempts to back away but you keep the eye-contact, following his every movement with a serious expression on you. You seemed taller from the position and Rindou had to gaze up at you. Even without looking at everything else, he could tell that everyone was looking at the both of you.

“Back up, Y/n…” He mumbles but with the proximity, you could hear it well. Except, you pretended not to.

You sigh, the serious expression breaking after a few more seconds of staring, Rindou slowly losing both his patience and his control of his own body. “Just… take care of yourself more,” you look away, huffing. “And listen to me will you!”

Rindou mutely nods.

If you would do that again the next time he doesn’t listen, then it isn’t his fault that he pretended to be a little out of it.

; RYUUGUJI KEN

Draken’s brain is rotting from the heat supplied by his own anger.

A few hours prior, he and Mikey got into a fight over a letter. One single character from the katakana alphabet and all hell breaks loose. (Hyperbole.)

Draken was sure that this was the end, not the world’s but rather his friendship with Mikey. (Just like what he always says whenever he gets into a fight with the dark eyed.) He doesn’t want to see that arrogant bastard ever again! (...Takemichi would want you to know that Draken always says that in every fight that is resolved an hour or two later.)

He sits, boiling in anger, he mumbles a few curses under his breath, arms crossed. His eyebrows are deeply furrowed as he taps his foot, leaning back on his seat, tipped backward.

He can’t believe this! Mikey, that idiot, kept on insisting that he was right and Draken was wrong when they both knew that he was absolutely wrong. Mikey with that pride of his, huffing and slamming a hand on the desk a few times to make a point that was never there.

...And Draken who let himself get swayed and let his temper rise as well.

A chair or two had flown along with notebooks and papers, with the occasional smacking with the school bag and or school gakuran.

“Draken! Hey, Ken~” You whine from the seat beside him, all of your earlier attempts of getting his attention ignored.

This time, he gives you a little shrug. “Not now, Y/n…” He murmurs, voice low and not looking at you, still trying to stop himself from marching up to Mikey’s classroom and shaking him by his shoulders in hopes of the action attracting braincells from somewhere.

Draken does actually sit up straighter when he hears your chair scrape across the floor. He glances up, about to start a small conversation to keep you beside him, in fear that you would just head out and make your way to Mikey’s class to find something to do—that would lead both of you to detention.

As much as Draken wants Mikey to learn his lesson, he isn’t about to let you sit on the same boat.

But then you turn around and Draken has to push his chair backward until its back slams onto the wall behind him from how you straightforwardly put your elbow beside his head, leaning forward, on your heels with a blank face.

Draken blinks at you, you blink back.

He keeps a cool expression on his face, unaffected, arms still crossed. The calmness was eerie, even the one that suddenly fell onto the whole classroom after its residents saw the scene, to the point that your face was burning red.

“Wanna go get food?” He helpfully offers.

“...Let’s just go.”

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gosh I need more MJ x fem reader,,,, MJ is literally my gay awakening

btw happy pride month loll

No way | mj

pairing mj x fem!reader

a/n how long has it been since writing for an mcu character? way too long. it's back! this request has been sitting in my inbox since june...anon, i'm so sorry, but i hope you enjoy reading this and reblog it if you liked it!! i'll be gone for 3 weeks for vacation on sunday so i won't post again until second week of september :)

summary Confessing isn't this funny (usually).

w/c 2.7k

warnings none, not proof-read

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There’s so many things we don’t have an explanation for. When you were younger, you didn’t understand why your mom wouldn’t let you stay up after 9pm. Many times you sat on your bed, secretly eating the cookies she made because you knew that if she catches you eating them before you had your vegetables, you’d get in big trouble. 

At 10, you remember watching a TV show and not understanding why your big sister told you to leave the room when the two characters hid in a room alone. Or every time she’d make you leave her room you wouldn’t understand why she got so angry after entering her room. 

There’s so many things you don’t have an explanation for, even today. So many things that make you stay up at night or write about, wondering why it is the way it is. It’s things that make you forget everything around you in the moment, for example in class, and think about something else. 

One of them is falling in love with your best friend. You don’t really remember when the first time was that you thought about her in a not-so-platonic way. In a way you’re only supposed to see your lover. Your eyes take a heart form every time she walks past you, or even just looking your way. You’re sure whoever is watching from the outside when Mj is in your presence, is aware of your big and fat crush (you could call it love, you think). It’s gotten to the point where you hope your teacher partners you up with her when there’s a partner or group assignment. Even if you know that it’s unlikely, considering teachers don’t like to put best friends as partners or into groups, there's always hope to spend more time with her, right? 

That’s one of those things you can’t really explain to yourself.

Things that distract you so much you don’t even realize somebody is calling for you. 

“Y/n! I’ve been calling you for so long!” Betty snaps her fingers in front of your face, rolling her eyes. You snap out of your thoughts, flinching at the small distance between her fingers and your face. She almost hit you! 

“What? Where’s everyone else?” You look around surprised, seeing that only you, the blonde girl and another student talking to the teacher are in the room. The young girl stands up and starts packing her stuff, sighing. 

“Class has ended already, but you were staring out the window for so long so I got worried you died.” You snort at her comment, standing up too and putting your backpack over your back. 

“I was just…thinking about something,” you explain to her and leave the classroom, your friend walking following behind. 

“Yeah, something or someone,” she teases, catching up to you with a smirk adorning her face. 

“What? I was just thinking about what I’ll do later today!” You lie, feeling the heat creep up your face at being caught daydreaming about someone. Truth is, Betty isn’t dumb. She notices all the times you spent your classes staring out the window or at a certain girl, not really paying attention to your teacher or students talking. The blonde girl is an amazing friend, always encouraging you to confess your feelings to your mutual friend and see how it goes. She’s always full of positive vibes with a smile on her face, trying to help you. But it does get annoying sometimes when the only thing you can think about is how you’d get rejected, while she’s standing next to you telling you to just do it. 

“Come on, Y/n, when do you plan on telling her? I’m sure you won’t get rejected anyway. The way she looks at you tells me there’s no chance for her to do so,” she giggles, covering her mouth with her hand. You turn your head to her slowly, hope filling you. 

“What do you mean? I’ve never caught her looking at me,” you say unbothered. Maybe trying to seem chill and unbothered will get her to say more. 

“Oh, you know, she’s also my friend and tells me things.” Betty shrugs and winks at you, coming to a stop next to her locker. 

“Betty, you can’t just say that and not expect me to demand more!” You frown and pout at her, adjusting the straps of your backpack. The girl shrugs and turns her back to you, getting her book for the next period out. 

“Hi, girls!” You gasp at the hand colliding with your shoulder, making you look at the pretty face of your friend greeting you. 

“Mj!” You smile and give her a hug, not having seen her through the whole weekend. Your eyes widen after remembering what your conversation with Betty consisted of, wondering if Mj heard any part of it. 

“I’m so happy right now. Just had my last exam,” Mj announces, doing a motion of wiping her sweat off her forehead. You chuckle and pat her shoulder, nodding. 

“That 's good. I still have math on thursday. Then I’ll be free, too.” Mj frowns and looks at you. 

“I thought that was already done last week?” She asks and tilts her head. 

You gulp, looking at her through wide eyes. The way she is looking at you right now has you biting your lip to hide a  smile. She looks so cute. 

“Uhm, yeah but the teacher was sick so we had a free period,” you explain and try to distract yourself with the sleeves of your jacket, playing with them. 

“Oh, that 's bad. You know, if you want to, we can study together. I can help!” She expresses happiness. You shake your head quickly, not knowing how you’d survive studying alone with your crush. 

“Oh, no no there’s no need to! I don’t want to annoy you more. Betty and I can lea-” Before you can finish responding, said girl turns around quickly and shuts her locker with a loud bang, startling you and Mj. 

“I forgot to tell you, but I can’t this week! My, uhm, my mom said we had this appointment we have to go to. And on Wednesday I have chore practice, yeah.” She nods, looking at you with a raised brow. You purse your lips. Something is telling you she is lying. 

“That 's perfect! Does tomorrow seem good to you? Then you can ask me the questions and if you still need help, you have Wednesday to study,” she says and turns all her attention to you. 

You nod quickly, trying to not seem too intimidated by her gaze and knowing that she has no problem with meeting you alone. You, on the other hand, can already feel your heart beating out of your chest so loud you’re sure if it was quiet in this hall, she’d be able to hear it too and your love for her would be exposed. 

You say goodbye to your two friends after the bell rings and make your way to your next and last class, thankful that only two hours separate you from laying in your comfortable bed and drowning in imaginary scenarios of what could happen between you and Mj tomorrow, if you happen to confess to her. 

The next day comes quickly, being woken up by the shrill sound of your alarm clock and groaning as you try to tune out the sound, slapping your pillow over your head and ignoring it. 

You click snooze, getting up from your bed with a loud sigh and getting ready for school, starting in the bathroom. You make sure to collect all the stuff you’d need for math studying, in case Mj decides to study right after school. If it was anyone else, you’d definitely get pissed at them wanting to study with you right after school. Like, we just had classes and you want to give me another one? No. But since it’s her, you could at least look forward to spending time with her alone. 

Your two friends greet you in class, Betty giving you a hug while Mj just nods at you, smiling, head buried in a book (like any other time, actually). You smile back at her, sitting down at your desk. 

“Do you already know what you need help with? I understand most of the stuff, so I don’t think we’ll have big problems trying to make your head understand.`` She smiles and closes the book, using her phone as a bookmark. 

“I looked at everything yesterday and highlighted what I needed for the exam, so I think I'm prepared for whatever.” You nod slowly, taking your stuff for English out of your backpack. The teacher walks into class, making all students stop talking and sit at their desks quietly. 

After classes, you follow Mj into the library and sit down at an empty table, silently thanking whoever decided to give the other students longer classes so you could sit alone with her at a table and not be interrupted by annoying students being too loud there. 

You watch her taking out her stuff, putting it on the table and opening her math book to look at a page that resembles everything coming into your exam on thursday. You watch her take out a pencil and an empty sheet to write on, already writing the date of today into an empty corner. Her eyes meet yours as she looks up. 

“Do you want to stare at me for the whole study lesson or also learn something?” She raises her eyebrows, smirking. You feel the heat creep up your neck and try to cover up your embarrassment with a cough, looking away. 

“What? I- I was just thinking about the questions I had for you,” you lie and shrug. She doesn’t let go. 

“I don’t know. I don’t think your questions will appear by staring at me the whole time,” she says, indicating that she doesn’t believe your explanation. 

“Can we just start,” you mumble and roll your eyes, ignoring the smirk grazing her face as she sighs and waits for you to get everything out that you need and start asking questions. 

After an awful (studying was the awful part. Being able to sit with her in this library was not the awful part) two hours of burning your brain with numbers and formulas you’re sure you wouldn’t ever need, the torture is done and you’re packing your things with Mj. 

“Thank you for using your time to study with me. I’m sure you probably had something else to do,” you thank her as you’re walking side by side out of the school building, fiddling with your fingers and trying to set your eyes on anything but her own. She’s looking at you, you can feel it. 

“Nah, I would’ve probably spent my time just staring and scrolling through my phone, anyway. This wasn’t wasting time either.” She says and shrugs. She pulls on the straps of her backpack, chewing on her bottom lip. Is she nervous? You look away shyly. 

“You know Y/n, I like spending time with you.” Your face light up at her statement. 

“I like it, too! It makes me feel at ease when we’re hanging out, all three,” you agree with her and frown when she comes to a halt next to you, sighing. 

“I meant us two alone, not with Betty. Like, when we’re doing things, y’know,” she trails off, her eyes moving to focus on something. You frown confused, already having an idea where this could be heading but a small part in you is still telling you it won’t be what you hope for. 

“What do you mean?” 

She shrugs. “Do you think that I don’t notice all the times you’d stare at me and look so out of it?” Now this is like a slap right in your face. 

Never would you have thought the girl herself, Mj, would take notice of your feelings for her and the daydreams plaguing your mind during class in which she is also a part of. Now you have two options; lie and say no, you don’t know, or admitting to everything, running away and changing your name. 

Your heart is beating out of your chest, feeling the thumping even in your ears and hoping she wouldn’t be able to hear it. Can she feel the heat radiating from you? You don’t know, but you’re sure flames could appear next to your face and smoke coming off your head any moment by the heat that you’re feeling on your face right now. It’s not everyday that your crush, the person you love, notices the stares you give her and how most of the time all you think about is her. So why did it have to be you that has to go through this embarrassment? 

“Y/n? See, you’re doing it again! You’re staring at me and not responding!” She huffs, seeming annoyed. You clench your jaw, nervously. Is she angry that you like her? It just keeps getting worse,you mentally slap yourself to wake up. 

“I’m not doing anything!” You protest, still confused at everything. 

“What I’m talking about is that if you’re so into me, why did you never plan on making a move?” She expresses annoyance. You open your mouth to respond to her but nothing comes out. Too speechless to even respond to her. 

Excuse me?

“What do you mean? You knew all this time?!” You ask shocked, your mind lagging at the fact that she knew all this time along of your feelings but didn’t make a move and now is asking why you didn’t make a move. 

“So you knew that I had feelings for you but never made a move and expected me to do the first step, when it was you who should’ve done it if you knew all this time?” You scoff. 

“Well, if you say it like that,” she shrugs shyly, pressing her lips into a thin line. 

“What do you mean? I’ve been stressed all of this time, wondering if we’ll even stay friends if I confessed only for me to find out now you had feelings, too?” You’re about to add something else when her next statement knocks the wind out of you. 

“I don’t think we can stay friends after this,” she breathes out, gazing into your eyes with a grin plastered on her face. How could she smile in this situation?

“What-” 

“I think it needs to be more than that,” she whispers, stepping closer to you and holding her hand out to grasp yours, pulling you closer. You look at her through wide eyes, no words coming out of your lips and too shocked to talk. 

“Did you really expect me to say we can’t be friends or anything anymore, after confessing?” She tilts her head, face moving closer to you. You gulp at the small distance between you two, butterflies exploding in your stomach when you feel her breath fanning over your face, noses touching. 

Your eyes flutter closed when you notice her moving closer, praying this isn’t some kind of dream in your head and that everything is real. Your prayer is answered when you feel her lips pressed into yours, moving slowly and savoring the moment. This feels way too real to be only a dream. Unless it’s a lucid dream, nothing could ruin this moment anymore. 

Your head feels dizzy and your whole body feels as if it was standing on a cloud, threatening 

to fall any moment in case all of this stops, after she pulls away. There’s a red tint painting her cheeks and you can’t hide the proud grin adorning your face at the realization that the reason for it is the kiss you two just shared. 

“Don’t laugh! You should be happy I said something, else you would’ve gone home wondering why you didn’t do anything,” she argues. You gasp, ready to protest but then shut up and roll your eyes at her after the thought of her being right sinks in. 

“Just shut up. I want to go home.” You joke and turn around, wanting to leave. You shriek with wide eyes when you’re pulled back by her hand, falling into her chest. 

“Not before you give me another kiss!” She laughs and leans in. 

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[ronance4everbrainrot]

So since @corgiplays basically already did the time line thing and put all that stuff together, I don't really need add anything, but I'm bored and imma try to write out some situations.

This one is Nancy and Robin in the bathroom (long intro? with Flashback) after Steve started being distant. (also it's gonna be long. TW: scraped hands/knees ??)

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[Today's Monday btw]

"Bye mom..." Robin says as she leaves the house with the warmest outfit she could find, which wasn't much. [I don't know much about clothes, so it's basically her S4 outfit, the one with the black jacket, but a bit more appropriate for Winter but also not much change]. She walks over to her Bike while thinking to herself 'Has Steve been avoiding me? I mean he doesn't have to hang out with me all the time..but that's basically what we did everyday since summer.. but he's been canceling our plans for a week know and I've been waiting for him to pick me up, which he always does and he doesn't really have to but he didn't even give me a heads-up that he won't drive me. Like, at least tell me so I want be late, dingu-' "SHIT!" Robin slips up,surprisingly enough she catches herself, she looks around to see if anyone saw that, luckily for her, no one did. 'yea, there is no way I'm gonna survive this, but I'm gonna be even more late without my bike...ugh!'.

She gets on her bike and put on her helmet, she knocks on it twice 'safety first'. She takes off and tries to go as fast as possible on the icey street and sidewalk. 'it's gonna take some miracle for me not to fall'. while on the road she realizes she forgot her walkman so she can't listen to her language tapes.

She angrily thinks about it for a few minutes but gets cut off when she nearly slips up 'Holy shit!' she panickes for a second but she didn't fall 'oh thank god! Steve is so lucky he graduated already, or I would have smacked him with my helmet for making me ride to school! ON A BIKE! IN WINTER!!!' Robin was furious, angry tears forming in her eyes. Why was Steve avoiding her?

//

They were hanging out at the Wheelers again. It was earily December on a Friday and even though Christmas is like weeks away, they are already planning to celebrate Christmas together at the Wheelers. Even the Byers while come over the breaks!

[I just had to, El and Max needed each other in S4 so they get some time together! Which also makes Max come out to Robin after El leaves again (sorry my elmax heart just forced my brain to write this lol)]

So the mood was over the top. Even Robin was excited! Her first Christmas with friends and dare she say family. It's also her first Christmas with Steve! She may not have much money and Steve basically already has everything, she got this amazing day planned! If she thinks about it to hard it seems like a date, like date date, but she doesn't, because Steve knows.

Her gift is basically a hang out at first (but they do stuff Steve suggests or wants) but she also saved up a bit to get basketball tickets for the game that is before Christmas. Which, honestly, is great, because then she gets to spend Christmas with the others together, too.

[I know nothing about Basketball games/tickets so idk if they play in the winter, but they do now]

Robin was so excited about this day that she told Nancy about it. Nancy was very surprised and impressed that Robin thought about all that and got jealous (you know why), but happy nonetheless, thinking Robin is such a good girlfriend.

[I just re-read Corgis post and Nancy thinking they are dating is in November so I'd say late November and Steve somehow, because he's stupid, didn't want to say the they aren't dating, so he just avoids Robin, so this is the start when he also avoids her even if they would be alone, because before it was just with Nancy a few days later it's with the kids and now it's just with Robin alone already]

The game would be in a week on the weekend, and even tho Robin never really cared for basketball, she's excited! Also Steve has been kinda weird lately, at first it was just with Nancy, she thought for a bit that it was because she may think they are dating but then he starts acting weird when around the kids, too. Now that she thinks about it, he has been avoiding her since the beginning of the hangout. So the tickets and so were also kinda there to smooth things out between them (she think she did something, like talking too much or being too mean with the jokes, idk, but she doesn't know what she did so she can't really apologize....but well she didn't do anything)

After a few minutes of asking around were Steve is. She finally find him walking down the stairs (don't worry, he was just on the bathroom, nothing to do with Nancy) and she snatches him my the arm to drag him into the kitchen. "Steve" she turnd around to look at him with a serious face "I have to ask you something" Steve tries to stay calm but is screaming on the inside, thinking she was gonna bring up him avoiding her. Luckily Robin was just joking with the serious thing and a smile was on her face "Soo, I got this idea for next week, like a hang out, but outside of hawkings, cause it's kind boring here. And well since it's outside of Hawkins I wanted to ask like a week before so it's not that spontaneous" Robin starts getting nervous about her gift idea and starts rambling "and funnily enough it seems like a date, but you know, it's not" then Nancy walks into kitchen and both her and Steve's eyes widden at what Robin says next "but it's also funny because normal the guy would plan the date or at least I thought so and-" Steve cuts here off "I'm sorry Robin but I- I am busy with something! Yea um, my dad didn't really tell me what I have to do, because you know he's an asshole, but he asked me to help with something so I'm sorry, but I can't go" Steve is surprised he came up with that, considering the panic he has of what Nancy must be thinking hearing that sentence out of context. [STEEEEVE NOOO 😭]

//

[Damn, how long is her ride to the school, also sorry not sorry for all the interruptions 😅]

Now that she thinks about it, she still has those tickets and the game is in 4 days 'I better give them to Lucas and Max... At least someone gets a 'date'...' she thinks bitterly. She just now realized that her vision is kinda blurry and a tiny sob sound leaves her body.

'Oh..' She quickly shakes her head and tries to whip her tears away with one hand, which normally would be easy, riding with one hand, but since it's very icey. She loses control of the bike and crashes into the hard ice/concrete of the street."woAH-" She hold of her hands and try to stop the fall but that makes her scrape her hands and it hurts like hell, the sleeve of her favorite jacket also tears. Her knees are no better. "shit.." she hisses out "holy shit- that hurts" she whispering through gritting theet.

Fortunately and unfortunately, she was already near the school. Which means she doesn't have to go far, but the others saw her fall. She stands up and looks down in embarrassment, but also so no one can see here tears building up. She uses her bike as support and tries to hide the limp while walking forwards the bike stands. She tries to ignore the laughing jerks and put the lock on the bike.

Robin doesn't even care that the warning bell rings, signaling that she has to go to her class soon. She just pushes through the wave of student standing in her way, and goes to the nearest bathroom. One of these students, however, was Nancy Wheeler and she just saw a very distressed looking Robin pushing her way through people and going into the bathroom.

When Nancy walked into the bathroom. She was not expecting a crying Robin, washing blood of her hands while standing on shaky legs with blood on her knees and holes in her clothes. "Oh my god, Robin! What happened?" she asked, her voice full off concern, but also gentle trying not to spook her (which failed), as she takes slow steps forward.

Robin jumps up and almost lost her footing but luckily Nancy caught her arm, which calms her down a bit, after realizing it's Nancy. "N-Nancy?" she asked with a shaky voice. Nancy just smiles gently at her "Hi" [Don't you dare 👀] Robin blushes and smiles back a bit "Hi.." [you did not just pull a nick and Charlie 😪 lol]

Robin quickly came to her senses and remembers the state that she's in (Note to self, don't be gay in Indiana🎶) and blushes even more but out of embarrassed because Nancy had to see her like this. "Uh- um.. W-what are you doing here?" she asked trying to sound like she didn't just cry a second ago. "Well, I saw you were looking distress when you pushed passed me so I-" Nancy started but was then cut off by an even more embarrassed and apologizing Robin "Omg! I am so sorry! I- I didn't mean to push you o-or anything! I just kinda fell of my bike and I scraped my hands and knees! And- and I thought I was gonna be late, since Steve didn't care to say that he wouldn't drive me to school today! And when I fell, I wanted to clean myself off before I went to class! So that's why I pushed you! I am so very sorry tho! I didn't mean it on purpose! I mean I kinda did- but in the sense that I would have pushed anyone and not that I specifically wanted to push you! I-.. I should stop talking know..." Robin ended her a forced chuckle.

Nancy stands stunned for a minute. "You came here... On a bike?..in the winter?" she asked. "Um..yeah?... I mean, I knows it's weird, and kinda dangerous" she jokes and hold out her still bleeding hands "but I didn't have any other way of transportation, since that dingus, Steve, has been seemingly avoiding me" she rolls her eyes, trying to look more annoyed than hurt.

Nancy, however, saw that look of hurt in her eyes, but looks back down to her hands wanting to make sure that's taken care of first "Let's get them properly cleaned, then we can talk later" as she gently takes Robin's hands in her own, leading them under the water. Robin hisses in pain. "Hey, it's okay, I know it hurts, but we don't want it to get infected." Nancy looks around the bathroom but realizes that there is no first aid kit. She quietly curses and looks back at Robin. "Ok so, I have a kit in my car. You're going to stay here and wait, ok? I'll be right back" she leaves in a hurry, giving Robin no chance to answer.

Without the short comfort of Nancy's hands or just Nancy's presence, she can't distract herself from the pain of the knees, which started shaking again. 'Shit shit shit shit' She's tries to steady herself by placing her hands on either side of the sink but her scraped off skin started burning and her arms began to shake as well aswell 'Shit shit, ok ok, clam down, I'm just gonna slowly sit myself to the ground' she takes a deep breath and easys herself down to the floor 'Oh God, I don't want to know how stupid this looks' she thinks while one arms starts slipping and she bangs her forehead on the sink "FUCK!" she squeezes her eyes shut and collapse to the floor. Rubbing her forehead she quietly says "Can't get any worst than this"

Why did she have to say that.

"Oh God! Are you ok?!" The panicked voice of Chrissy Cunningham, yes the Chrissy Cunningham, the new Queen of Hawkins High reaches her ear. 'Huh. Both the old and new Queen in one day. What a jackpot' she thinks for second. "Uh- ye-yeah!" her voice cracks 'I hate myself' she tries to smile but it looks more like a grimace. "O-ok, um, do you need the school nurse? I- I can get her if you want?" she asked while playing with the sleeves of her cheerleader jacket. [I love Chrissy 🙏] Robin clears her throat "Yeah, I'm okay! It's totally fine! But thank you! I just-Uh- I um- I was just-"

Then suddenly the door opens which makes both girls jump. "Ok, so I got the rubbing Alcohol and the bandages, also cotten balls for the alcohol." Nancy came in, listing things she put into her bag. "Sorry I took so long, there just were these stupid-" she finally looks up and saw a surprise Chrissy. "Uh-.." It feels like an hour of awkward silence when Chrissy broke the ice. "Um-..Hey" she shyly smiles at Nancy "I was gonna get the school nurse, but seems like Robin's already has you". She says it in such a casual way that it makes Robin blush. Nancy seems speechless "Uh y-yeah.."

Another awkward silence, which Chrissy breaks again. "So, seeing as you have everything under control, I should probably go.." She starts to nervously play with her sleeves again. This time Robin answers "Yeah...thanks for checking up on me tho, others would have probably called me a weirdo or would have laughed seeing me like this" she gave a short laugh. Chrissy frowns at this "well ignore this people, they are just mean jerks" and then she sweetly smiled at Robin "If you ever need help and Nancy's not here, you can gladly come to me" Robin was starstruck and just nods her head grinning back like an idiot. "O-ok!" Chrissy just gives a nod back and leaves while waving "See you around"

There was, yet again, another awkward silence, more from Nancy's side this time. Nancy clears her throat "So...that was something.." Robin still starstruck, quietly wonders "how did she know my name?" "Did you say something?" Quickly shaking her head she comes back from her trance "n-nothin- ARGH" she holds her head. Nancy rushes to her side "what is it? A headache? Did you fall onto your face?!" Nancy quickly checks her head for any injuries but finds non "N-no, i just...I hit my head on the sink..." Robin starts "and I guess shaking your head after hitting it, isn't the smartest move" she chuckles bitterly.

Nancy then noticed that Robin was on the floor "How did that even happen?" she asked, while helping Robin up and making her sit on the sink. "Well when you left, you couldn't distract me anymore so my body decides to remember that its hurt and then my knees started shaking and I tried to hold myself up but my arms also started shaking and I slipped and then I hit my head on the sink and then Chrissy came and-" Robin's cuts herself off with a yelp "Hey! Give a girl a waring, will you!" while pulling her hand away.

"Sorry, I thought maybe your talking would distract yourself." Nancy says, while not looking like she's sorry. "Now give me your hand" she hold out her own hand. Robin carefully places her hand into Nancy's and tries not to blush at the gentle and soft yet rough hand.

"Ok, this is gonna sting" Nancy says, as she carefully dabs the cotten ball with rubbing alcohol on the scraped off skin. Robin tries to focus on Nancy's hand rather then the stinging pain. Nancy quietly curses again. "look like you cut yourself on a rocks" she grimaced "that's why there's still so much blood coming" she looks up at Robin's eyes "but don't worry, I'm gonna bandage it up and it's gonna heal in not time" she tries to resure her. Robin just nods and keeps staring at Nancy's face while she look focused on the task at hand. (badum tch) 'She looks so cute when her brows are furrowed in consentraction, especially when she's trying to figure something out or come up with a plan.......I'm being creepy aren't I....omg....don't tell me Steve knows....is that why he's been avoiding me?....omg....he knows I'm in love with Nancy, doesn't he! Shit shit shit!!! No, that can't be it, he would have said something!...wouldn't he?....I-.. '

"-bin!? Are you ok!?! Why are you crying!? Hellooo?!" A very very concerned voice if Nancy broke her train of thoughts "Huh- W-what?" Robin focuses her eyes and is face to face with and even more worried looking Nancy, who has both her hands on both of her cheeks. With gentle looking eyes Nancy wipes the tears off with her thumb. Robin didn't even notice that she started crying. Nancy must have noticed that she's focused again "Hey, hey" her voice somehow calm "It's okay, it's done, you're ok" she says while still stroking Robin's cheek with her thumb. Robin slowly looks down at her hand and sees that it's bandaged, she looks back at Nancy's eyes. "Are you ok?" Robin nods. "why did you start crying? Was it because it hurt?" Robin shook her head "No? Then why did you cry? If you're ok with talking about it, of course."

Robin looks away from her eyes to think and decides to tell her. Nancy has her suspicion but she wasn't gonna bring it up herself. "I- I think steve has been a-avoiding me.." she quietly says. "And why would he do that?" 'does it have to do something with me finding out they are dating?...I hope not...' Nancy thinks to herself. Robin looks at her not bandaged hand which stopped bleeding since there is no deep cut there. [You know, just to clarify] "I- I don't know. Maybe because I talk to much? Or I've hurt him with my joking insults? Or he just decided he doesn't want to be friends with me anymore! Since that was everyone apparently does when they are friends with me! There is something wrong with me!" she started laughing quietly "of course he would want to get rid of me someday! I knew I shouldn't have set my hopes up with this friendship. The kids are also just gonna leave me."She tries not to cry 'I've cried enough today ugh, why can't I just be normal! why do I have to be so dramatic' "I'm sorry...I- I didn't mean to dump this all on you. I'm just being dramatic. You can l-leave now, thanks for your help" Robin says while looking to the side, waiting for Nancy to leave.

Nancy was speechless. She couldn't believe what she just heard. While her speech Robin pulled her hands away from her face, so she places them back to where they were and turn Robin's face so she faces Nancy. Robin looked surprised "Wha-" Nancy shuts her up. Robin's feels pressure on her lips.

Nancy's finger is placed ontop of her lips so she can't talk.

[The way I was laughing and cringing at the same time while writing this! 😭🤣😂😅😪 I'm so sorry! It was so much funnier in theory! 😭😂]

"No. You've talked enough." Nancy said while she staring at Robin's wide eyes 'Wow, I didn't know her eyes were so blue...it's like you could drown in them...'They kept staring at each other eyes and then Robin, the idiot, starts leaning forward, still starting into each other's eyes. To her own shook Nancy also starts leaning forward, while slowly dragging her finger down her lips. A set of eyes flicker down to the others lips....they lean closer and closer and then....

DRRRIIIIIIINNNGGGGG

[You know when the build up is like that, it has to be interrupted]

They jump apart. Robin panicked and flustered. Nancy panicked and confused. "ohwhOASHIT-" Robin starts falling of the sink but Nancy holds her by the shoulders so she doesn't fall and pulls her back up "phew....Heh...man.. I need to stop falling so often..." Robin tries to easy the tension and smiles awkwardly yet still cute "yeah..heh" They awkwardly laugh. Nancy still has her hands on Robin's shoulder so she quickly pulls them away and somehow pushes against her knee which makes Robin hiss in pain "Oh God, I am so sorry, I didn't mean to I-" Robin starts laughing "You trying to copy me, Wheeler?" "I-" Nancy pouts 'omg she's adorable' "I was just trying to apologize" She looks down at Robin's knees "And they also still need to be taken care of"

She looks around for the cotten balls and the rubbing Alcohol and then looks up "This is gonna sting." "Yeah yeah, i know." "Well I wanted to give a girl a warning" "Oh, right" Robin snorts "Didn't think you would rememb- AAHShit!" Nancy just smirks and continues the process "You are full of surprises, Wheeler. I didn't know you were suck a jerk." Robin smirks down at her "I am not a jerk." Nancy says, not looking up. "Sure sure". Nancy presses down hard onto the other knee, which makes Robin let out a few curse words "Ok ok! You're not a jerk" with a pleased smile, Nancy continues her task.

After a while of cleaning up injures and bandaging them, Robin finally stands up on her own. She wobbles a bit but it's fine "How about I drive you home? I don't think you're in a good condition to go to school" Robin dramatically gasped "Omg! Is THE Nancy 'the Priss' Wheeler going to skip school!?" "Shut up or I'm going to make you walk home." Robin make the mouth sip motion "Good. Now let's go before-"

The school bell rings again

"-the bell rings...um..well we can still go, but now there is a higher chance of people seeing us" "What, don't want to be seen with me?" "You know what I meant! Now shut up or I'll really make you walk home" Robin hold her hands up in surrender. "Lead the way, Wheeler"

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I don't know what happened with their dynamic at the end, but I like that dynamic and Nancy found her in a vulnerable moment so that's why she didn't act like this at first... Idk.. Also they are basically forgetting the stuff before the almost kiss 😭😂 idk if it makes sense but well they both just pushed it down ig... Hope you enjoyed!

Edit: OMG I TOTALLY FORGOT! I wanted to say that the tear on her favorite jacket is the reason she has the "Handle with care" thing on it.

You can look at this post and suggest something I should write!

Lots of love!! ✨😭❤️✨

[jesslockwood]

Photo Opportunities

Word Count: 2.7k

Pairing(s): Tom Holland x Actress!Reader

Warnings: FLUFF with a slightly (barely) suggestive sentence towards the end 

A/n: damn I can't write anything except actress reader? smh but this is for @londonspidey ‘s sit-com Writing challenge (ik I'm early lol) but I was so excited I wrote the whole thing in one go lmao the prompt is bolded!

Calling yourself a fan was an understatement. You were obsessed with anything and everything marvel. And oddly enough, you could after today say you were in the club. It wasn’t a public fact yet, until later that day actually, at the Marvel panel at comic con that you were being announced as the actress for the character, Felica Hardy and no one else knew except for the people who cast you and your best friend who signed an NDA. You were technically still a known actress for your roles on television mainly as Thalia on the PJO Disney + series and a couple of still decently sized films. 

You were currently wrapping up signing autographs for fans of yours for today. Your team had planned it out so it wasn’t suspicious that you were at the con with a few of your castmates scattered doing other junkets and press so people wouldn’t guess who they were acting as the cast for new marvel projects. 

You had been planning to go meet your best friend, who wasn’t in the industry before getting a text that she bought you both a photo-op with someone and she wouldn’t tell you who. You couldn’t only assume it was a marvel actor that you would indeed, freak out. 

Y/b/n: btw I brought you a mask. I get the wig lol.

You: please tell me it doesn’t cover my full face. Also, how are we posing?

Y/b/n: I bought as many photo ops as I could so a lot of different ones, And if I tell you the poses it’ll spoil it.

You: is this with the money I pay you to be my assistant with? Lol fine I’m omw with security

Y/b/n: maybe… 

Y/b/n: and they’ll need more backup security for who we’re getting a photo op with than you do for your hellfire.

You roll your eyes before taking your stuff and exiting the booth, before heading out the backways with staff security and your detailed security for the day. You only had security because you wanted to explore the con when you weren’t needed.

Your best friend had also been your assistant for the con weekend, but you didn’t want her to be confined to you the whole three days so when she could, you would let her explore it, at least she could experience it as a fan, right?

When you made it to that part of the building, you wanted to wait in line with her, which your security didn’t agree to so she texted you when there were about five people ahead of her. She was one of the last in line, with you asking her to be kind, so others would get their chance to be first with whomever it was. 

When she texted you and your detailed exit, getting a few stares and others taking their phones out to either take photos or tweet, you wave at them before joining your best friend in line.

“Here,” she says before handing you none other than a black cat mask before she puts on a red wig. 

You glare at her slightly trying to not make a scene, before putting it on. 

“I’m assuming you're Mary Jane?” you laugh figuring out that it had to be someone from Spider-Man.

“How’d you- never mind.” She laughs with you.

She then explains how she’s going to pose for your five photo ops, joking in between how she should “get a raise for this”.

You catch sight of him before sucking in your breath. This was either going to go down amazingly or terribly, there was no in-between with you. 

“Excuse Me, are you Y/n Y/l/n?”

You turn around and are met by some fans who were standing in line behind you.

“I am! How’s your con going?” you ask politely to the two of them.

“It's going amazing! We love you as Thalia! Could we maybe get a picture? Only if it’s okay?”

“Of course! Thank you for supporting me!” your best friend grabs their phone to take the photo, before you take off the mask, and stand between the two fans, and your best friend snaps a few photos. 

“Thank you so much! And Are you fans of Tom?”

You start slowly walking back to catch up to the line. 

“Yeah, I love him as Spiderman, but I also enjoy his other roles. He's very talented, I'd love to work with him one day!” 

“Have you seen him in Uncharted?  We love Him as Nathan drake!”

“I have, he was amazing per usual! How are you two posing with him?”

They show you their innovative pose. You laugh and tell them it's great before you have to wish them goodbye before heading up for your turn for the photo op. 

“How do we want to pose- hang on, I recognize you!”

You freeze slightly before your friend mouths for you to flirt. You look down at the mask in your hand before getting into character and saying “Of course you do Spidey, I'm always causing you trouble.” you put on the mask and wink. 

He seems slightly stunned, laughing, feeling like he’s seen you somewhere, not only because he found you extremely gorgeous, while in his peripheral vision he sees his brother/ assistant, Harry waving like a madman on the side. 

Your friend directs you both through the poses, first, one both him putting “webs” onto you as she looks over his shoulder, the second one, both of you kissing his cheeks, the third, all jumping in the air in your best superhero poses, the fourth one she gets a photo op alone and the last one she gives to you,

“Seriously, who are you?”

“Your Wildest dreams, baby,” you say, taking off the mask. 

Your best friend yells “freestyle” from the sidelines before Tom dips you, gently, with you shocked, holding the mask out with your free arm and the photo captures that moment. 

 He gently helps you stand back up fully, not before you drop the mask.

“Nice moves Spider-Man.”

“Not so bad yourself, Black Cat.”

You laugh before, taking off with your best friend, well more her dragging you to the printing station leaving the mask behind. Tom picks it up before shoving it in his back pocket to hopefully give back if he could find you. 

-

`You were sitting in the green room, trending on Twitter before you were actually supposed to be trending on Twitter, and god knows where else.  

Someone had snuck a video of you and Tom, up till him dipping you, and a video of you interacting with the fans in the line.

Your Y/b/n was currently reading off some tweets out loud

“‘A kind queen we stan.’  I agree, I also agree with ‘Date her if you can't date me tom!!!’.

‘THALIA AND PETER PARKER??? My two fandoms have collided.’ same, same. Oo this one says, ‘if she ain’t playing black cat I will sue marvel.’ I'm dying at the reply ‘She needs to post the photos or I'll sue her!’. This one’s funny, ‘she could squash him like a bug in heels but he liked his queen like that.’.”

She pauses watching you texting.

“Y/n? Y/n?”

“What? Sorry I was only half listening. I was texting my publicist. She said to stay on the DL until tonight. 

“Well we should get food, you haven't eaten since this morning.”

“By the way, your show has shot to number one on Disney +. Also, you have like three times the followers you had before, probably cause you're trending on every platform, even Tumblr!”

“Wow you should just become my social media manager now.” you joke trying to ease the joy yet weirded out feeling in your stomach.

“Does that come with a raise? Because after today I've spent way too much of what I'm paid.” she jokes back.

-

After finishing his photo ops Tom asked Harry who she was and to find out. By the time he finished autographs for the day, Tom and Harry walked to the panel room in the back for announcements, one that included him for the new Avengers movie, while Harry gave him the rundown.

“So she’s an actress, she plays Thalia on Disney plus’ Percy Jackson series, and that's her most known project. The other girl with her is her assistant best friend, and now she's trending everywhere. People dug up some old photos of her being a marvel/Spider-Man fan, so there's that. And she's here at the con for the rest of the weekend. She's doing photo ops tomorrow at one, and yes she's single from what I gather since you were looking at her like this.” he makes a weird face before tom smacks him.

“And plus you have time in your schedule to get a photo op with her, that is if you eat lunch quickly.”

That gave Tom an idea. 

“Harry I’m going to need you to book me one, oh and help me find a Spider-Man costume!” He says, before leaving harry to do ‘assistant’ work. entering the green room for the announcements, watching them announce a new movie.

“We are so excited to announce to the Marvel Universe, and spider-verse-” that perked tom’s ears, “-directed by Gina Prince-Bythewood, and today we are announcing our amazing Miss Felicia Hardy, please give a warm welcome to the stage, Your Black Cat!”

You suddenly emerged in an aisle way, dressed in all black with a leather jacket, black ankle boots, and of course black sunglasses indoors.

The music is marvel music until it suddenly changes after a recorded laugh from you into “I can’t be tamed by Miley Cyrus”.

You start owning the music while saying hi and touching fans’ hands. You decide to take off your sunglasses and throwing them to a fan, for them to keep, before getting on stage.

“What a Performance from the one the only Y/n Y/l/n!”

You laugh, being met with the loudest applause you had heard all con before being handed a Mic. 

“Thank you but I'm a terrible dancer.” You Joke.

Tom was staring at the screen stunned. You had been the black cat all along. You were in the marvel universe and spidey one,  so he'd definitely be seeing more of you. The hard part is that you seemed so genuine when you talked, interacted with fans and was no doubt, stunning. 

“Better close your mouth or the flies will get in.” Tom turns around to find the voice of none other than his friend slash bully, Sebastian Stan, along with Anthony Mackie.

“Looks like the kid has a crush!” Anthony laughs, pointing to the screen you were on.

“I-I don’t! I don’t even know her!” Tom tries to come to his own defense, hopelessly.

“She’s got you whipped already don’t even deny it.” Harry comes in, joining the teasing of one, Tom Holland.

“Maybe we can invite her out for drinks tonight, then fanboy over here can meet her, and then probably scare her off!” Anthony mentions.

“You haven’t looked on the internet? They’ve already met.” Seb says, before showing Anthony twitter. 

Anthony stands there slightly shocked before bursting into laughter.

“Well, she’s damn well a keeper for Tom since she obviously likes him.”

A staff member peaks their head in the green room to tell Tom he’s up next.

“Well, that’s my cue to leave you two!”

On the other hand, you were on an adrenaline high from being on stage, and seeing all the fans. You knew tomorrow was going to be crazy, as you expected people to book your photo op left and right since the announcement. 

You had decided to decline an offer from your fellow marvel universe castmates, Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie, which they so graciously told you that whenever you’re free, the offer still stood. 

You had gotten to your hotel room seeing your phone blowing up on the social media apps for the second time that day. 

You responded to the important stuff, before heading to bed, knowing it was going to be hectic.

-

You had been right, it was absolutely insane, the number of people who showed up. You had fully booked all your time slots for photo ops. You had seen so many people dressed up in marvel cosplay, ranging from Loki to Ironman, even some people dressed up as your character, which was wildly insane to see.

You had been nearing the end of the line and had enjoyed every moment with the fans, and you couldn’t wait for your autographing session later that day, to truly get a chance to talk to the fans and connect with them and how they felt about you being their beloved Black Cat. 

After a few more photos, posing how they wanted, you see a fully dressed, head to toe, mask and all, Spider-Man. You had seen some spider-mans but most took off their masks to snap a picture. The person was the last in line. 

“Hey Black Cat.” The southern American accented voice tells you, seeming very familiar. 

“Hey, Spider, what poses do you have up your sleeve?” you ask kindly.

“I bought a few, Cat.” they laugh.

“Okay, You can do whatever a spider can right?” you pull out a line out of the comics jokingly.

“I can do flips if that’s what you’re asking.”

“Is that some kind of nerd pick-up line? Because it’s only kind of working.” you laugh. 

“I really can, but this is one.”

He gets down on one knee, holding a black cat mask instead of a ring. The photographer captures the shocked expression on your face.

“I- Don’t- What- Spider I-” 

“Ow My feelings…” Suddenly their voice changes into a British accent before they pull off the mask to reveal-

“Tom?”

“I guess you don’t have a spidey sense darling?” The photographer captures the moment without warning eating the moment up. 

You laugh at that. 

“I guess you found out my true identity Spider. And it’s nice to officially meet you, Tom.”

He laughs, just as nervous as you, he notices he has gotten closer to you and a strand of hair loosely is blowing in your face, so naturally, he pushes it behind your ear. Another snap of the camera can be heard. 

“NOW KISS!” a voice belonging to your best friend yells from the side, mid-eating a churro.

You both laugh really hard at that.

The both of you calm down, slowly leaning lost in the moment. The camera snaps again. You both look at the photographer weirded out, and they just shrug.

“Wait can you actually do a flip?” you ask, pulling away, not wanting prying eyes aka the photographer, to pry in your business. 

“I can, though I’d show you later, maybe in the greenroom?”

“That sounds naughty, but, sure.” you joke around. 

He laughs before, you both take off from the area going to grab the photos.

-

After spending most of the day together when you could, you get Tom’s number, before heading back to your hotel room. He texts you as soon as you get back. 

Spider: I had fun today, minus finding our assistants making out.

You: we should ‘snog’ too, it’ll gross them out ;)

You: I had fun too btw. Are you leaving tomorrow?

Spider: lol we should. And yeah an early flight, 6 am to be exact. Hbu?

You: Yeah me too... another day another dollar lol

Spider: ill miss you, Cat.

You: stop talking like we’ll never see each other again lol. As a matter of fact, come to my room, we’re watching a movie!

Spider: alright, I’ll order snacks. 

  You sigh smiling at your phone. You haven’t felt this giddy in a long time.

Your phone pings with a few Instagram notifications.

Tomholland2013 has started following you.

Tomholland2013 has tagged you in a photo.

You open Instagram to find the photo of him “proposing” to you posted.

“Ow, my leg, my- feelings...Welcome to the Universe, Cat.” the photo is captioned. You decide to post, the photo of him dipping you.

“So what do you say, Spider? Wanna help me pull off the Heist of the Heist of the Century?” you caption it, Before getting comfortable to watch a movie. 

What an opportunity ;)

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[leviiattacks]

heyyy there, saw your requests are open. and i'm wondering maybe you could do a timeskip where everything is done and levi finally opened his tea shop. then there he met reader, and he treats them differently from other customers. thank you, hope you're having a good day.

author note :: this was kinda rushed as is most of what i post. the reader is a writer just bc i thought it would be cute and also ISTG. i wrote this entire thing thinking leviolas was such a cool name for a tea shop then googled it and saw it’s also the name of a spider so... ++ btw i have not yet double checked or proofread this because i wrote it at 2am but yeah it’s definitely not great :-) word count :: 2.4k??? somehow???

you’re sweet like honey when you first order from leviolas. you’re the same when you ask the owner for extra napkins and you remain exactly the same when you return with the intention to stick around for a writing session with a black tea by your side

something about you is attractive. that’s what levi thinks of you when you first walk into leviolas

you’re just incredibly wholesome poking your head around looking at all of the handmade pastries and confectioneries in admiration

you think the homely decor is cute and reminiscent of cottages in the countryside, the view outside the windows is beautiful and the scent of coffee alongside tea is heavenly

the pastries are beautiful and you find yourself eyeing the macrons pretty frequently. just EVERYTHING about leviolas is cute :-(

but one particular thing is especially adorable to you

and that would be the owner

when you hear his name for the first time you’re a little shocked

levi ackerman to be specific captain levi ackerman, the high ranking official who aided in paradis’ independence and freed the nation from the grip of titans

you read about him a year back in a paper or two and vividly recall the valiant title he held as humanity’s strongest soldier

he still holds the title that’s for sure but now he happens to own a tea shop

it’s slightly unusual it’s not every day you see a soldier retire and live such a plain life but you suppose the simplicity makes levi happy

honestly, if you had been through hell and back like him you too would wish to spend the rest of your days in the company of tea leaves and sweet cakes

today is a day like any other you’re sat by one of the windows and contemplating sitting in the outside seating area

the sun is shining and lands uncomfortably on your face at this angle and you may as well make your way outside

but before you can a shadow looms over you and a broad chest leans over to cover the window with dainty curtains

“you looked bothered by the light.”

oh god.

it’s him.

he’s standing there looking at you with an unreadable expression and all you can do is open and close your mouth not knowing what to say

humanity’s strongest soldier

levi ackerman

also known as the really really really attractive cafe owner you’ve been crushing on for the last few months now

seeing him up close is much more different to looking at him from the comfort of your seat or whilst you order

he’s normally got his back turned whilst collecting orders or another worker collects them as he prepares the beverages

that’s why the unexpected interaction has you nervous

you can always tell when he’s made your drink because he honestly has a way with tea leaves and you kinda want to gush about how much you enjoy it

but, no, no, no.

you’re panicking just looking at him

soft black strands of hair stick to his forehead, his undercut is oddly satisfying to stare at and he smells of pine trees which again is refreshing

“ah hahaha thank you for blocking the sun out!!”

why the fuck did you ha ha????

this is so awkward.

putting on your best front you beam up at him hoping your toothy smile doesn’t look stupid

then again it probably does because who the hell has a good toothy smile

nobody.......

levi’s gaze lingers on you but if he has anything else he wants to say he doesn’t make it known

instead he firmly nods and turns away

you’ve messed up,,

only!!! you manage to mess up even more....?

without thinking your hand latches onto the back of his blue button up and your face burns up realizing what it is you’ve done when he stiffens to a stop

as quick as your hand has grabbed onto his shirt it lets go and you awkwardly laugh again

hahahahaha

“i’m sorry i didn’t mean to hold onto you so hard i was just...wondering if you could let me in on your secret.”

the random sentence is one you’ve made off the top of your head because you don’t have any real reason for holding onto him

but thankfully for you the saccharine of your voice is enough to sway levi

when he turns to see you with the same smile eagerly awaiting his answer something sparks in him

his chest feels a little funny but he ignores it

“secret?” he questions

“yeah!! your tea!! you’re really good at making it and aaaahhhh” you sigh contently thinking back on it.

“i remember when i ordered rose tea one time. you made it beautifully and the taste was infused so delicately it was incredibly soothing.”

hearing you ramble passionately about what he loves to do makes his chest feel funny again

he doesn’t know what the hell is going on exactly

but the only way he can explain it is his heart somersaulting and flipping despite him not wanting it to

despite that, it’s quite enjoyable

it’s probably got something to do with your kindhearted demeanor or the way you always manage to give him a smile when you waltz in

but levi finds himself fighting to touch you more and more as the days pass

your collar is always haphazardly done and he wants to lean in and fix it

sometimes you’ll have an eyelash on your face and he wants to lean in to swipe it away with his thumb

occasionally he stares at your hair and wants to sort it out. half the time it’s all over the place from the wind

he wants to lean in and smooth it out.

all he wants to do is LEAN IN but he sees no valid reason to

he’s lucky he’s always able to catch himself before his thumb reaches your cheek (you’re very oblivious and never notice how close he really gets)

ever since your first encounter at leviolas a few months back he’s been dragged into your world of books and lively stories

it doesn’t take you long to break out of your shell and you’re always telling levi something new

he doesn’t speak as much as you but when you coax out a story or two out of him he’s always earnest

you’ve learnt a lot through the conversations

you’ve learnt about his lost comrades, the horrible things he had to see on the battlefield, how he hopes he’ll live happy with what he has left

there are certain conversation topics he skips entirely and you respect his boundaries

you and levi are sat by a window and a comfortable silence floats between you two

it’s been four months

four months since you asked what his secret was

come to think of it he never told you what it was

he’s intently staring at you as you drink the lemon tea he’s just made you and his stare is a little too intense

feeling nervous you pick up your cup hoping for something to occupy yourself

recently the butterflies in your stomach have been increasing in number but you know it’s wrong to fancy levi

you don’t know why you think that but it’s the fact that you’re sure you’re not his type

he probably likes organised people, dependable people, funny people

not you.

you’re just an irksome author who spends your days writing in his shop

honestly he finds you annoying he has to. you’re always hanging around here

however, you do remember the one day you did choose to write in the park he thought you had died or something. that made you feel a little sad because he can’t really help but automatically worry if his routine is broken and you happen to have accidentally become part of his schedule

no, like levi’s literally said he has your name in his planner and whenever he thinks of a new thing to make you he’ll write it down with your name next to it

but still,, you’re convinced he has to find you annoying

there’s no reason for thinking it but you DEFINITELY think it’s correct

absentmindedly you haven’t even noticed levi still staring at you

“y/n?”

looking up at levi he’s clearly worried about something

humming in response telling him to continue he does

“i like someone.”

oh.

“...i’m not sure they’d return my feelings, that’s why i mentioned it.”

you smile at him warmly and you feel your heart sink, obviously he has to like someone. it’s probably someone in the corps, someone strong, someone capable. you’re not any of those things.

“well, you need not worry. if a man as good as you fancied me i’d be over the moon. i’m sure they would too!”

keep optimistic, don’t let him see you upset.

levi’s cheeks grow bright red and he bashfully tries to hide his embarrassment by covering his face with his hands

you laugh when he doesn’t budge and stays in the same position 

“c’mon levi, confess they’ll accept you have nothing to fear.” you coo persuasively

finally letting up after a few seconds he lets his arms drop to his sides.

“would you date me?”

the question takes you aback and you stare at him startled

soon realizing the idiocy laced in the inquiry he quickly retracts his statement

“nevermind, that was stupid.”

ignoring him you still want to answer

“uh well, i would. i have thought about it on occasion.”

he’s blinking rapidly trying to process what you’ve just admitted.

“you’ve thought about...?”

“dating you. yes i have.”

“and why the hell would you do that?” you can’t tell if he’s mad at you

“you’re capable, respectful. you’re considerate and quiet. i mean it you’re an amazing man really. also your tea!! imagine getting to drink it every day.”

you really have to add in the part about his tea because you know he loves it when you compliment it :-)

“ok, you drink my tea every day already.”

his short uninterested response stings and the dam of regret bursts open 

you shouldn’t have said all of that.

you and levi sit in an awkward silence for what feels like an eternity. you don’t dare look at him and your course of action is too drink your tea as quick as possible before dismissing yourself.

but before you can set your plan in motion levi breaks the ice.

“let’s date.”

you freeze and your eyes grow to the size of saucers

what did he just say???

he has to be losing his mind

“but levi what about the person you like?”

his eyebrow cocks upwards and an amused expression stretches across his face.

“i was talking about you.” he confesses boldly

this is a fever dream, nope, nope nope. you can not comprehend that this is your reality.

pinching your arm you hiss a little when you feel the pain

okay so, you’re definitely not dreaming...

“i, you, me. you...you like me?” the sentence is a jumble of words but you manage to sputter out something that makes sense

“yes. i like you.”

he’s being so blunt you can’t tell if he’s being serious but when you remind yourself that this is levi you relax, a blunt straightforward confession is meaningful coming from him 

BUT THAT’S BESIDES THE POINT

HELLO???? HE LIKES YOU BACK?%^%^”*

you get all blushy and flustered and you let out another one of your awkward hahahahaha’s but it’s a good hahahahaha

cautiously testing the waters he grabs your hand from across the table intertwining his fingers with yours

the gesture is adorable. the buzzing sensation that travels through your laced fingers makes you giggle to yourself giddily

“leviolas suddenly a matchmaking agency now? ;-)” your joke is dry and unfunny and levi rolls his eyes at it 

“you’re not funny.”

“but you still like me.” you tease

“yes. i still like you.” he admits

a few days have passed since then

you and levi have been the talk of the town 

humanity’s strongest soldier finally found his flame???

the chatter and rumors spread like wildfire, both you and levi aren’t fans of being in the spotlight but nothing negative has been said so there’s no complaints so far

levi places a cup of tea in front of you, it’s a herbal kind because you’ve been complaining about a headache

today you’re explaining why you dislike the plot of beauty and the beast and how there’s so much wrong with it. from the weirdly toxic relationship to the power imbalance. levi stands listening attentively whilst waiting for you to take a sip of the tea

just as you’ve paused to take a large breathe and prepare yourself to continue explaining how unbearable that book is levi uses it as his chance to say what he’s been wanting to 

“drink up before it’s ice cold.”

following his instructions you interrupt yourself and take a gulp of the herbal tea

your eyes glimmer in approval. it tastes of strawberries and you’re delighted already feeling your mood slightly raise in response

“it’s GREAT?? what did you put in it?? it doesn’t even taste medicinal.” once again, you’re fawning over his tea

“so levi ackerman, what really is the secret to all these perfect cups of tea?”

and without a seconds hesitation he responds.

“i was making the tea for you. that’s the secret.”

it takes a while for the gravity of his words to sink it but when the meaning does you cup his face in your palms and peck him everywhere. he whines a little but you can tell he enjoys the attention

you find that you’re more than happy you’ve found a home in levi and his shop

and levi’s more than happy he’s found a home in you and your books

:-)

[jungw8ns]

as i go down on one knee.

PAIRING: duke!sunghoon x gn!reader. WC: 852 words. GENRE: fluff that might give you diabetes.  WARNINGS: mentions of food/eating food (?)

“i’m going out with his majesty the duke mom, will be back before you know it!” you exclaimed, patting down the creases on your fabric that you created while rushing to wear your sibling’s fancy sandals, almost tripping down the path to the small hills within the woods.

you could make out your lover’s figure leaning against the tree, arms crossed as he watched you almost bump into one of the fallen logs that were scattered amongst many others.

“took you long enough don’t you think darling?” sunghoon raised his eyebrows, taking your hand in his as the two of you walk along the vast fields of green.

“oh come on it was like five minutes-” “few minutes too long” he cut you off, looking elsewhere only for you to catch his red ears, ‘adorable’ you thought to yourself.

"i already set up the blanket while i was waiting for you so we should probably hasten up or else the food will get cold" he fastened his pace as you tried catching up with him, a few giggles leaving your mouth, curse him and his long legs.

when the both of you arrive at the spot, you didn't even try to contain your wide smile as you latched your hands onto his neck, giving him a warm hug. you can tell he worked really hard on decorating the picnic spot because of how neat and pretty it looked, he even placed a bouquet of flowers in the middle of the space as he scratched his nape plastering on a shy grin.

"tada..?"

he said, doing jazz hands to make the surprise even more.. better i suppose? your laughs filled up the air as you sat down patting the space opposite of you for him to sit on.

the both of you were eating, doing your own things and talking about whatever there was to talk about, it was peaceful and happy and you were more than grateful to be able to spend the day with him like this, he aswell.

so as time went on the two of you were now laying down on the blanket, head on his chest as you made out shapes and things the clouds reminded you of, you had no clue what he was about to do but you sensed how uneasy he was the whole time, so you asked.

"my dear, is there something bothering you? you seem a bit nervous for some reason, don't tell me i still make you flustered after all these years? c'mon tell me baby."

you kissed his nose and gave him a reassuring smile signalling him to spill what was on his mind. however, to your surprise he stands up and ushers you to stand up as well before finally taking ahold of your hands.

"y/n, love, i um– sorry uh–" he stuttered, heart almost bursting out of his chest as he looked for the right words to say.

'gosh i've recited this for so many times why am i forgetting it now when i'm about to say it'

he met your confused expression, letting out an anxious cough as he continued.

"sweetheart, i know this is sudden but that's usually how proposals are supposed to go right? anyways–"

you were baffled, "wait– proposal? you're proposing to me?"

"yes well, just let me finish love" his cheeks burned as you rub his wrist to calm him down.

"i have loved you ever since i've known you y/n, you know how i gave up billiards and gambling, i gave up everything you didn't like which was fine because all of it was worth it. you taught me how to love and you made me feel loved, i became a better person with you alongside me and i couldn't have had it any other way."

"but, nowadays i miss you all too much even for just a minute long and i hope for the day the two of us can finally move in together to our own residence and have our children run around as i get to call you my beloved spouse, i love you dear, trully and i want to spend the rest of my life with you."

"and so, as i go down on one knee, y/n l/n my salvation, my everything, will you marry me?"

he kneeled down not caring about whether the tad muddy grass beneath stained his pants as he opened the velvet box which held his precious family ring inside.

you were teary eyed as you stared at him with such affection, how could you ever refuse ?

placing the ring on your finger you smiled at how it fit perfectly on you before tackling him down onto the blanket closing the gap between your lips, you could feel him smirk through the kiss.

"so.. was that a yes?" you poked his dimple before jokingly crossing your arms

"of course not, what made you think that?" you gave him a sarcastic remark as he replied.

"well, since you're wearing the ring already there's no takebacks now honey"

"yea yea i love you too my fiancée."

NOTE: i know i know IM SORRY i couldn't post for weeks, the reason why it took me this long was because i didn't know how and what people would say when they proposed so yeah.. btw this was HEAVILY inspired by little women (i rewatched the film and it helped me a lot on the proposal scene and i just imagined how it would've been if jo said yes) , i had initially thought to break y'alls heart by saying no to the proposal but i was feeling a little bit nice today so yayy!! happy ending achieved 😍❗

[blysse-and-blunder]

in lieu of a commonplace book

8pm, sunday, jan 30, 2022

returned to my term-time abode on friday night! see under the cut for a recap of in-flight entertainment and some belated birthday posting.

reading i toted crooked kingdom around with me all month and only started reading it just now, which is hilarious considering how badly i wanted to know what happened at the end of six of crows. it's highly likely that my enjoyment of the netflix adaptation is coloring my enjoyment of the reading, but! i'm eating the steampunk/fin de siècle/fantasy amsterdam language and aesthetics with a spoon. the tension btw kaz and inej is unfortunately very compelling! also reading: kj charles' think of england and proper english, companion novels which were very fun and speedy reads, and helped me articulate that...i like it when you get more than a single book's worth of development with a character! i was sorry not to have more of da silva, and so glad to have more of the ladies! these are sexy little romances with the addition of murders-and-or-mysteries which were pleasingly succinct-- glad to have an actual high-stakes alternate plot in a romance, but not to have to worry too much about it. one note though, charles does a passable job of problematizing some early 20th cen prejudices, but then...not as good a job at others. bit jarring.

watching finished star trek: discovery season 2 just before leaving, sorry to have the ensemble divided in this particular way bc i loved those left behind-- anson mount impressed me so much, the entire season, i'm going to miss pike a lot. time travel bullshit hasn't been my jam for a while now, outside of narratives that tell you up front that they're going to be time travel bullshit, but alas. i set myself a very eclectic in-flight double-feature of a beautiful day in the neighborhood (2019) and shang-chi and the legend of the ten rings (2021) which actually, when viewed side-by-side, had some interesting resonances, genuinely. two messed up father-son relationships, both based on the 'she died, we needed you, and you weren't there' trope, two dead/mourned/mistreated wives-and-mothers, two different...reconciliations? loosely defined? between estranged fathers and sons who spend some time hitting each other (though like... i know we're comparing apples and oranges here). two different attempts at an uplifting 'accept yourself even the bits you don't acknowledge in order to gain special powers' / 'a child needs to be accepted for exactly who they are to grow'-type message.

now i'm just imagining fred rogers trying to handle the wen wu and shang-chi relationship...good god. and yes, i shed real tears at the people-sing-on-the-subway-to-mr.-rogers scene, which i did not see coming! i also felt feelings about the xu xialing and shang-chi relationship, and about the katy and shang-chi relationship, and just basically really like simu liu and this cast.

listening bunch of autoheart and dad rock (the eagles especially) on the drive last weekend, a bunch of catching up on taz:ethersea and listening to the audiobook of tamora pierce's terrier for the beka cooper reread some of my friends were doing. no overwhelming thoughts here-- i'm in a music rut, i'm working on it. just today i had a pleasant surprise when trying out the groundhog day the musical cast recording, so i'll sit with that for a bit longer maybe.

playing started my first attempt at stardew valley as a birthday present from @pep-squad-lizzie! co-op farm with her, @dimir-charmer and @hematiterings, and because i (we, but...mostly i) am a caricature of myself, we're rebuilding lotus pier motherfuckers. to date, i have: fished (poorly)! completed a bundle (solely thanks to my mentors' patient tutelage)! harvested some turnips!

making got crafty today for the first time in a while! i had two new patches to sew on the jean jacket, courtesy of the zoo and aquarium i got to over break, and then transitioned my tiny embroidery hoop (having used it only twice, see: patches) into a means of displaying the cutest fucking birthday present are you seeing this right now, @hematiterings did me a Lan clan sigil and reader, the scream i scrumpt. it is on my wall as I speak. these pictures do not do it justice, the intricacy is just. perfect.

working on this week: student emails (1)(2)(3), edits on diss proposal (now approved!) and resubmit, spend some time back on my ra-ship. it’s gonna be a full one, but man i’m excited to like. actually dig into some of this stuff, after all sorts of distractions!

[blooeyedtroll]

Hey everyone!

Sorry for not posting much art recently and being behind on Hair-O-Ween prompts.

This month has turned out to be flipping crazy.

My partner Doodle's grandmother just recently passed away, and his amazing cousin days later had her first baby!

My job has been crazy busy cuz holiday season is around the corner, and just making me super tired. Samhain is around the corner so I've been busy getting ready, as well as prepping for Halloween spent with Messy and Doodle...

And today something super exciting is happening...

I'M BRINGING HOME MY NEW KITTEN!!!

It's a long story but Messy found 2 stray kittens at their work recently. So all month they have been a Saint and fostering them(I have been helping out a couple times a week too when I had the chance) to health and found homes for them both! One with me, and the other a mutal friend.

So the last few days I've been up to my ears in chores to make my place super kitten friendly and get my current kitty, Kiri, ready for her new forever buddy.

Hope you all like kittens, I may post a few pics of him. His name is Sabbath and he's adorable.

Btw, I'm gonna try my best to catch up with the prompts! Thanks everyone!

[beautifulterriblequeen]

B2:S - Chapter 5

Much of this series will be about the differences and additions in the novel version, and how they contribute to my understanding of story canon. But there will be character appreciation, the odd theory and headcanon, and suchlike as well.

Here be lots of Viren deets, Best Boy Soren deets, some writing/continuity stuff, worldbuilding appreciation and half of a theory, Detective Rayla, Moon Temple geeking, Claudium and dark magic, and more!

Spoilers for Book Two: Sky below.

(I know for darn sure that I wrote up a post for chapter 4, but I can't find it anywhere so I guess Tumblr ate it and I'll have to redo it at some point, but today is not that day)

Viren, my evil dude, my bad guy, coming in clutch with the worldbuilding and backstory again! If you want to know decades of information, you gotta talk to Viren. Or read his scenes, at least. Here, he seems to not sleep much when he has a big problem to analyze his way through. Solutions trump pretty much everything else in this guy's life, and he's had a really hard week with a lot of new and complicated problems. Of course he's getting sleep-deprived trying to find his way through them all.

Harrow put so much trust in Viren when he made him High Mage! He just threw himself extra hard at that Lady Justice blindfold, didn't he? Didn't really want to see what Viren was doing in his magic study, so he left Viren to his devices. And Viren has a lot of devices.

Also, this is fascinating: Viren made the secret passage to his "less official study" in Katolis Castle! And he was inspired to do so by the way his own mentor kept the Puzzle House. What else could a Puzzle House be, except a place with secret passages? Yay! secret headcanon that "the Puzzle House" is just "Katolis Castle" from Kid Viren's perspective tho

So either Viren built all of those passageways, or at least the ones to his dungeon. Which means he has to have, or know where to get, a stash of those glowing blue Moonshadow crystals. Hmmm.

I can't wait to learn more about Kpp'Ar and young Viren, btw. From this description of Viren and all his literal secret ways, it feels like another parallel between Viren and Runaan, with the whole "secretive paths, members only, insider knowledge" type stuff. Only the really cool members of this cult club get to know the secrets, and guess what, kid, you're cool now but you can never tell anyone, okay? Our secret.

Yeahhh, that'll never backfire in any way for either of them.

Kpp'Ar calling puzzles and secrets "man-made magic," though. Yes sir, knowledge is indeed power.

This chapter mentions Runaan by name, from Viren's perspective. Generally that would imply that Viren knows his name, even though assassins do not share their names, and Runaan didn't seem to give his to Viren in the first book. However, there was a scene in book one where the last paragraph switched perspective from Viren to Runaan - a technique that's very common in visual media like movies and shows and gives you that "ohoho they left the room and didn't notice this, but you do!" vibe. Using Runaan's name there in book one, where Viren couldn't see it but readers could, helps them keep track of the assassin's story arc while maintaining Viren's racism.

So in book two, in which Runaan has no onscreen scenes (alas), using his name in a scene that calls back to the events in book one helps us remember what happened in that dungeon cell. It would be a bit muddier to recall the specifics if Viren kept thinking about Runaan as "Elf." So I'm cool with the perspective nudge because it serves a narrative purpose: clarity. But I'm also enjoying the angst of considering that, somehow, Viren learned Runaan's name either during or after the coining spell. Mwa ha ha haaa. (Obligatory "Keep my pretty name outta your mouth" goes here)

Okay, back to Viren's scheming! He took the mirror because it was human-sized in a dragon lair. He knew it didn't really fit there, and that made it interesting, so he stole it. But he realized it was really powerful when Runaan wouldn't tell him squat about it - the assassin's instinct to protect Xadian secrets from human hands meant that Viren was holding a very powerful Xadian secret. And that just made him want it all the more. Ah, Runaan, if only your relationship with lying was, like, the exact opposite of what it is. Nyx could've spun Viren a believable tale in 2 minutes flat.

Also of interest: Viren considers his cursed coins to be a final fate. He expects Runaan to remain in his coin forever. With the Chekhov's coins still extant in the storyline, we can assume that they'll come up again eventually, but Viren has no current plans to do anything with his elf money except carry it around.

It's worth noting that Viren admits that he got impatient when he trapped Runaan in the coin. Runaan's first fate in Katolis was supposed to be death at Soren's hands, but Claudia "saved" him from that. His next fate was to become spell components, but Viren's frustration with his stubbornness "saved" him from that fate, too. So now he's in a coin, where no one can chop him up at all. Yay? No, boo!

We get one last line about Runaan before Viren shifts gears: he makes a point of noting for us that Runaan's shackles are still locked shut. However much of Runaan made it into that coin - body, soul, hair care products - he was magicked there, pulled right out of his restraints.

The creepy black liquid that Viren pours right into his eyes is the last of a powerful potion he got from Kpp'Ar, and its recipe is ancient! Humans used it back in the age of Elarion to see through the illusions of the world. And we get a delightfully creepy bit of description about the preparation of this serum, which makes it abundantly clear that it's a Moon magic-based concoction, harvested from eyeless vipers on a moonless night, with the threat of irrevocable madness ("madness" by whose definition, though) if it's done wrong-

Hang on. Hold up. This is a Plato's Cave reference. OH MY GOD.

No no I'm fine, this is brilliant. Sorry, sorry, I couldn't figure why there was so much description for a potion prep that Viren didn't even have to perform himself. But now I get it. I see the light. HA. I should make a separate post for this, it's amazing.

Anyway, for reference, the humans who used this serum were called the Oracles of Ophidia, and Ophidia is a taxonomy group that includes all modern snakes. Can you say "creepy ancient snake rites"? I can! Woo!

Viren activates the serum with a spell, but apparently he's never done it before. He's not sure if it's supposed to be hot and bubbly, and he worries that it's been tainted by moonlight.

Oh, I do hope so.

The magic potion hurts, a lot. Viren will do just about anything, to himself or anyone, to do what he believes is necessary. He just risked madness and blindness to find out what this mirror does! Viren. Can you just. Take a nap or something. Have a Snickers.

This chapter gives us a fun clue that I don't remember from the show: when Viren's vision clears and he can see, his reflection has white pupils and the room reflected in the mirror has inverted colors. You know where else has inverted colors?

You know who else got white pupils for a hot second?

Okay, now it makes sense! Viren and Lujanne were both seeing into the realm beyond life and death. Him with his moon magic potion, and her with her moon powers on a full moon night at the Moon Nexus. Which is Very Interesting! Is it a direct hint about Aaravos's location, or just a separate cool detail? Orrr, does it look like a direct hint because Aaravos is actually trapped in the world beyond life and death, but it's actually separate and we'll see something about white pupils again later on?

Viren really does have self-esteem issues, we all picked up on it with his rant at his reflection. He throws a fit when he catches himself wondering if he's actually worthless. In the book version of his tantrum, he shoves the mirror and hurls a candelabra instead of flipping a table. He didn't need to shove the mirror to set the fire, but it's in here. Foreshadowing that perhaps, if push comes to shove, Viren will choose himself over Aaravos? Giving Aaravos time to peek through and see that the coast is clear?

Soren, my boyyyyy. He has a rough night at the Moon Nexus because two sides of him are fighting with each other. He struggles to understand Callum's friendship with Rayla, and he also fantasizes about chopping off Rayla's head. One of these is a pretty ordinary thing to do. The other is Soren's internalization of what he needs to do to gain his father's approval. If he brought his dad a chopped off elf head every week, he'd probably feel a lot more confident because Viren would praise him a lot more.

Okay, okay, omg, is it just me, or does the "Moonshadow Madness" story, as it's told in the book, seem like Soren just doesn't know what a monsterfucker is? He thinks an elf bite puts humans under a spell. But vampires are sexy, and some people want them to do more to them than just bite them. A passionate kiss under the moonlight could look very bitey, especially if one of the participants has horns and you're already culturally trained to hate them. No yeah, I'm already headcanoning an actual human-elf kiss that got misunderstood by an observer long ago.

it's Lujanne isn't it, we all know, because what is a love spell but a sweet soft illusion, I mean how else does she get supplies for her Caldera, I ask you, and also Corvus was totally sent to investigate once and he told Soren at camp what he saw

And then back to magefam angst: Soren pretending that his sister's nose-tapping is stupid, even though he actually thinks it's cool, just because their dad thinks it's stupid. Viren, istg. Let your kids like harmless things. It's so cute that Soren taps his nose back at her, though! Like they have their own sibling code. I hope we get to see the nose tap again, especially now that they've chosen different sides. It could mean so much, that they're not too far apart yet.

Rayla knows what buttery pancakes smell like. I love this. Do Moonshadow elves have butter and pancakes, does Rayla eat a stack of eight giant pancakes in the morning? Orrrr it is just illusion food? I don't care, let Rayla have pancakes! Everyone loves pancakes. Pancakes will save the world. this message brought to you by the fact that I can't eat pancakes rn, send help

I love that Rayla is both sus of the pancakes and hungry, and that combines into a very motivated "I will get to the bottom of this" attitude. She kind of goes into Poirot Mode when she inserts herself into Soren and Ellis's conversation about Ava, explaining about the wolf's illusion leg and segueing into her claim that the pancakes taste sus. Claudia confirms she used dark magic, and Rayla is furious. It's different than the show's version in that it puts Rayla in detective mode, as the only Moonshadow elf in the scene, and boy does she take that role seriously. Also, she doesn't actually swallow the dark magic pancake bite. It ends up on the ground just like Lujanne's grubs from that earlier meal. These poor kids are so nutrient-starved. You guys gotta eat!!

Rayla's determination and prejudices and the fact that she super knows Harrow is dead all dovetail to make her try repeatedly to persuade Callum that Soren and Claudia are Not To Be Trusted. It's nice that the book keeps taking the time to point out that Rayla is Well Intentioned But Flawed, just like Callum and pretty much every other character in the show. No one is Right All The Time, no one Knows More Than Everyone Else.

Callum loving the sound of Claudia's unique voice is so wholesome. When you like someone, it only makes sense that you like all the things about them that they can't change - like the sound of Claudia's voice. Her choices with dark magic, not so much!

Claudia seems to have the same concerns Soren does about Callum's relationship with Rayla, but she comes out and asks him. The inherent possession implied in "your elf" is interesting, though. Elves are not people to Claudia. They're enemies who can be disassembled for the magic inside them. So maybe more like robots than living beings, if she knew what a robot was. Maybe she heard Soren's "Moonshadow Madness" story and realized he totally missed the kissing implications - but she didn't, and now she's genuinely worried that Rayla could kiss Callum under a full moon and enchant him to do her will. Good thing it's only a half moon, then!

Okay, Callum nervously making a puppet hand and then not knowing what to do with his hands and freaking out about itching and moving and pointy elbows is such a ND mood. The sudden stress of knowing that someone else is noticing your existence and maybe you're Not Existing Right, amirite? Ugh, poor Callum.

The Moon Temple! Omg it's so pretty in the description! Made to be beautiful and useful, full of knowledge but also allowing light and life inside (butterflies and vines). Lujanne, when can I move in, please? Also, it's all the more angsty because Lujanne is the only one who gets to see this beautiful place, but it has lots of chairs and shelves and tables, and it was meant to be used by lots of people. :(((

Claudia knows some of the runes on the walls. She isn't in a hurry to copy the rest of them down or anything, either. Her spellwriting is very precise, and she's a skilled mage. Her father would have made sure she was aware of the dangers of drawing sloppy runes, as much as he made her aware of the dangers of doing dark magic wrong. And the whole point of dark magic is that it's easier to learn than primal magic. Claudia supports her dad and their shared knowledge and life path. She's not gonna go nuts over an elf library she can't translate.

Side note: Between Claudia knowing some Moon runes and Viren building a secret passageway and a dungeon and lighting it with the same blue crystals that Lujanne and Ethari use for light--and Claudia exclaiming that she loves ruins--I wonder once more if there are really Moonshadow ruins somewhere in Katolis, which Viren has found and looted. Father-daughter relic hunting trip, maybe while Soren is away at camp? Omgsh that would be so wild!

Callum out here having a Viren moment with his "I feel powerless unless I've got magic that lets me help" vibes. God. I love their complicated mirroring. One of the hard differences between them is that Callum is very sure dark magic is bad because you have to kill stuff and take its power to cast spells, and he doesn't want to be a person who kills and takes like that. The line he walks to be nice to Claudia on their tour of the Cursed Caldera because he likes her, while telling her that he doesn't want to do her magic, like, ever, is so fine that it might as well be a shifting shadow on the ground. It's a very fitting conversation to be having during the half moon, with its tricks and little white lies.

Callum being out of the castle and his comfort zone, having to deal with the fact that the Claudia he loves is not quite the Claudia who's chasing him down across the kingdom, but of the two of them, he's the only one with a problem with this.

They say that if you really want to get to know someone, you should spend time with them outside their comfort zone - in heavy traffic, with a small baby, taking care of a new pet, trying a new skill, following unfamiliar directions, etc. While the castle is familiar territory for them both, Callum's never really found his comfort zone yet, while Claudia is pretty comfortable with her growing skill set. The creepy part starts to kick in when Callum begins to realize that Claudia's comfort zone encompasses a whole bunch of stuff that seems like it should make her uncomfortable... but it doesn't. But that'll be for a future chapter!

[effei-s]

your fave is a rapist, deal with it (part 2: destroy me)

The tale about three arguments.

tw: mention of sexual assault, victim blaming, rape apologism.

cw: people and their opinions, undermining of sexual assault, rapist POV (because we need to hear his side of the story, aren’t we?).

(all screenshots without un's or up's, it's google translate, but i hope you'll catch the vibe)

So… there are three main “ARGUMENTS” (if you can call them that) when it comes to sexual assault in first book.

“Argument” number one: Warner can feel Juliette’s emotions and therefore he would never done anything she didn’t want him to.

I’ve covered it in previous post, but just a quick reminder: Juliette felt petrified, defenseless, vulnerable, frozen from fear, grief and disbelief, detached from her own body (!!!), incapable of intervening, horrified and, as a cherry on top, she wanted to vomit.

And he, THE EMPATH HIMSELF, didn’t catch any of this????? But he KNEW that she wanted him??? Yeah, how convenient for him and for people who defend him.

“Argument” number two: Juliette pretended to like it and… and apparently it makes it okay???????????? Good to know that there’s NO DIFFERENCE between you giving your money while someone point a gun at your head, and you giving them because you want to (I’m sorry for the comparison, but I really can’t see how else I can get though people who tweet THIS👇👇👇).

She - pretended to like it.

He - THOUGHT that she wanted it.

and this makes it "not a sexual assault" scene how exactly???

Can someone, anyone, help me out with this, because I'm really confused.

And my question remains unanswered.

If someone can explain to me logic behind this shit, I would be really grateful. Because so far I still can't see it.

Well, if it all was just a part of the plan, then I guess she kinda had it coming??? She really shouldn't urge Warner to kiss her.

Oh, and I almost forgot: there’s also “argument” number 2.0 that goes hand-in-hand with the “argument” number 2: Juliette started all of it.

And, again, NO???? Juliette stood there, frozen in fear, for the better part of that chapter, while Warner was groping her and forcing his tongue down her throat. She started kissing him because she realized that it was her last resort, her ONLY CHANCE TO ESCAPE. And, I really can’t believe that I have to spell it out, her “starting” to kiss him doesn’t make this situation consensual in any way.  

I just love how they can't decide is it 'Warner knew she wanted it and that's why it can't be rape' or is it 'Juliette led him in and pretented to like it to get his gun, therefore it's Juliette's fault'.

And, finally, “argument” number three: Warner is really REALLY sorry about what he’s done! He feels horrible and disgusted with himself and he asked for forgiveness!!! He repented!!!  

(well, fuck me, we have our rapist apologist bingo over here; ‘she wanted it subconsciously’, isn’t it cute?)

So, as the tradition goes, let’s read! I’ll cover Destroy me today (who knows, maybe I will change my mind on the subject matter, and maybe Juliette really wanted it, she just was very confused, and maybe Warner is sorry, it’s in his POV after all).

Destroy me.

If it were nothing but sexual attraction I’m sure I would not suffer such unbearable humiliation. But I wanted so much more than her body.

(ch. 2)

That’s a pretty good start for the ‘disgusted with himself’ guy. Yeah, I already can see how sorry he feels, sorry he didn’t get the chance to finish what he started. He feels humiliated because she TRICKED HIM, not because he tried to rape her and it’s a disgusting thing to do.

I am now wholly dependent on whatever will carry me through these next weeks of frustration. Medicine, medics, hours in bed. All this for a kiss.

(ch. 5)

For a kiss, huh? Interesting phrasing I see here. So time goes by, he WHINES A LOT about… everything, to be honest. Especially about Juliette, about how Juliette DARED to choose Adam over him, and how Adam is bad for Juliette, and how Adam would never understand the real Juliette the way Warner understands her (said that guy who can’t tell if Juliette wants to have sex or she fakes it, yeah, he’s the one to talk). And than the ‘kiss’ thing repeats (and my eyebrows rise).

A girl who would try to shoot me dead for kissing her.

(ch. 12)

Ok, but like who’s gonna tell him that Juliette shot him not because he ‘kissed’ her, but because he sexually assaulted her?

I really can’t see how he can apologies to her for assault if he doesn’t think that it was assault. 

Again I have to make a comparison, but it’s like saying ‘I’m sorry I’ve pushed you’, when what you did is broke someone’s leg on purpose. Your apology not gonna mean much??? It’s gonna be empty and performative at best.

I want her to know that I understand now. That I didn’t understand before.

OH REALLY? IS THIS IT? IS THIS IT? Is this gonna be him admitting he did bad thing???? that he was wrong??? and that he’s disgusted with himself and feels guilty???

She and I really are the same; in so many more ways than I could’ve known.

(ch. 18)

Ah, never mind.

Btw, that’s it. Two mentions of sexual assault framed as ‘kissing’ for the entire POV. Yes, I can see how bad and remorseful he feels about it.

Conclusion: we have his POV, we know that he feels little to no remorse about what he’s done overall, he gasps and falls apart and whines A LOT and the most important part: HE DOESN’T EVEN REALIZE THAT HE TRIED TO RAPE HER (and that makes him a stupid rapist).

p.s.: that shit show in ‘unravel me’ deserves its own separate post; boy, oh boy, do I have things to say. 

[nicistrying]

I FEEL BETTER TODAY!!

Honestly not quite sure why or what helped, which is annoying. I woke up feeling awful and thinking today was going to be no different from Monday and Tuesday, had no appetite as usual so tried to skip breakfast but Matthew toasted me a bagel since it's about the only thing he knows I'll probably eat if he puts it in front of me. He did his mam's trick of slathering loads of butter onto it to get extra calories into me - she does that with his younger brother when he's being particularly picky with his food. I nearly cried tbh, he's so so sweet to me. I cheered up when we were just talking over breakfast and finally psyched myself up for a workout. I made it a full body session since I'm working long days Thursday and Friday and we're going camping at the weekend so I won't have time to do structured workouts again until next week. Soooo I did this workout and really enjoyed it and felt like myself which was awesome! I even worked in some chin ups and managed 5 reps which was such a boost! I also did sets of 10 reps of 10kg reverse rows where I would usually do 8!

We went out for our walk and my mood dipped a bit but I felt okay by the time we got home. We had lunch, Matthew went to work and I sat outside on the back steps to call my nanna but she didn't pick up, so instead I allowed myself an hour to read my book and enjoy it and romanticise the hell out of it rather than it being a depression activity or a distraction as I had been treating it the past 2 days. It made such a difference to remember it was an act of self care (absolutely recommend Mother Mother btw, I struggle to put it down)

Nanna hadn't called me back by 3pm so I went back inside and started doing all the housework I've been putting off since last week. I deep cleaned the bathroom and kitchen, dusted every surface in the flat, vaccumed and washed the floors, reorganised the spare room and a few cupboards that were getting out of hand. And I feel soooo much better for it. It's also kept me active until 7pm so now I only have an hour or so until Matthew gets home. I've had my music on all day and I think it helped give me something to focus on mentally instead of just overthinking about social / work stuff. I've had an awesome soundtrack! The only thing I didn't do today was reply to messages, which I feel really crappy about but I did do a lot of other stuff so I'm trying not to beat myself up about it. They know it was probably mental health related why I didn't reply and they're used to it by now and they're patient with me so I don't need to feel too guilty.

Aaaand now I'm chilling, colouring in, and catching up on tumblr stuff. So @zombie-apocalypse-training asked to see our favourite mugs and these are mine! A flamingo mug my best friend got me a couple of years ago, and a giant soup mug with whales on it that I bought in Paris for Matthew.

And a selfie for @therambl3r - thank you for tagging me 🤗

Sorry this was so long. Thought I'd just do everything in one post so as not to bombard everyone's dash 😬

[taegularities]

Hi! So I stumbled across your fic ruin you awhile ago and just had it saved on one of my side blogs as one to come back to as it looked like you were gonna add more parts. Well low and behold I was going through some of the series I enjoyed enough to keep and tag as ongoing and was super (pleasantly) surprised to see all the new parts you put out! When I first saved it I think the latest one was ry: sex toys so I really had a lot to catch up on!

I finally was able to do that today (tonight? This morning? My sleep schedule is the worst 🤦🏽‍♀️) and wow! I definitely need time to process, I usually need more time to be able to write out my thoughts in a way that makes sense (cause words are hard) BUT I just want to tell you that your writing made me feel all the emotions! I obviously liked the first few parts, as I saved it to come back to, but I wasn’t sure how deep you were going to go into the characters and such and I’m so thoroughly impressed with the direction you took it. Hopefully I can catch up on some of the discourse on your blog from asks? (Bc I’m super nosy and love to see what parts stood out to other people as well lol) but for now I just wanted to let you know I am really looking forward to the ending of the story no matter what the outcome may be! That cliffhanger had me literally holding my breath and the flashbacks to when Jungkook and reader were first dating gave me all the butterflies.

I wasn’t going to say anything right now but when I came to your blog I saw your most recent asks and so I just wanted to let you know I think you’re incredibly talented. I was never really into fanfic until recently and I really started reading it as a distraction (cause life yk 🤷🏽‍♀️) but I didn’t expect to find so many talented writers! I’m really sorry you have experienced that kind of negativity and I hope it doesn’t discourage you for long. And honestly (pardon the language) fuck people like that. Keeping their negative and not constructive opinions to themselves requires zero effort. The internet sucks sometimes, but I’m super happy you made the decision to share your art on it. I know that’s super hard to do and comes with some downs but I hope that the ups will eventually outweigh them for you (if they don’t already). Do want you gotta do and I’m looking forward to the finale of ry and checking out the rest of you masterlist (I for sure have also read diary of a healing heart and remember being equally as impressed! Hi again if you remember me from sliding into your dms with a really random question after reading it lol). So yeah…uh in conclusion, fuck try to ignore the unprompted opinions of random people on the internet…sincerely, a random person on the internet who just gave you their unprompted opinions 😂 (also I’m putting this all in tiny bc I tend to ramble and look how long this is 😳🥲)

hello omg !!! this ask is everything, what the heck, i am so sorry i'm responding so late, but i wanted to give a more elaborated answer than just one or two sentences 🥺

first of all, i am so happy u enjoy(ed) the series !!! when i wrote and posted the first part, i'd never thought i'd ever write sequels to it, much less a whole series. but when i did, i wanted to talk about their relationship and feelings more instead of just going w smut and/or different kinks. (cos initially, the series was supposed to contain mainly drabbles that explore all sorts of sexual preferences). BUT HERE WE ARE !!! so excited to share the last part, i hope u like it <3

and again, u are an absolute sweetheart, thank u so much for ur uplifting words. the good definitely outweighs the bad, and i'll definitely keep going and keep sharing my work here <3 super excited to hear what u think about the rest of my masterlist btw !! AND YES, i remember u !! and i remember ur messages, too, i was honestly so flattered back then (and now too tbh) 🥺 *sighs* the diary of a healing heart....

and please, feel free to join any discourse and ramble in my inbox as much as u want, i appreciate it and u so much <3

[radiorenjun]

Grand announcement ❗❗❗

Yep you read that right and no this is not a joke, unfortunately.

Honestly is it that much of a surprise?

Um I don't know when I'm actually going to post this or if I will post this considering I've been debating on whether i should actually take time off of not. But depending on the date I post this, its either going to be one of two reasons or both.

LETS GO WITH THE POSITIVE ONE FIRST SHALL WE?

First of all, Happy Ramadan! My maids going back to her old village for the holidays so I'm going to have to assist my parents in babysitting more til she gets back. Therefore I will be too busy to post or update. Or maybe my parents plan an unexpected vacation or something and I'll be too busy to communicate with anyone on my phone.

Edit: I take it back my mom fired her when she caught some cigarette ashes in her room today (my maid went back to her village yesterday btw) and now we gonna get a temporary one that comes and goes everyday at the end of Ramadan LMFAOOO more chores for me then

Also, im posting this to just inform everyone I'll be okay and I'll return somewhere in the end of May or the beginning of June considering I promised a few moots to voice call then. Man, it feels weird speaking all serious like this. It feels even weirder that I'm not even using capslock lmfao.

Okay the other reason. Im not really thrilled to think that it's finally drove me up so far i have to take a break from everything.

If you can't tell from how I've been on and off lately uh like my mental health is getting bad. Like really really bad?

I won't go into much details but for safety stuff here's your trigger warning for ED, SH, Depression, Nightmares, etc. If you don't want to read this part you can scroll down until you see some random red statement I'll write later so you can see what I have to say before i leave.

Uh okay where do I start. To sum it all up basically, my mental health is in absolute ruins? At the moment?? Uh... It's been the worst it has been in the past three to four years? I don't know anymore. I can't sleep properly because I keep having nightmares of past su1c1d3 attempts and the outcome of actually succeeding. I can't eat properly anymore. My SH habits and my anxiety is coming back (every beginning of every month though so it wasn't as bad as way way when this started) and I trying my best to stop it again. I'm almost a month clean but I doubt that I can last more than that again because everything seems to get worse and worse. I cry myself to sleep because of my thoughts being so fucked up. I tried coming forward with this so many times to my parents and my teachers but they won't believe me, i can't do anything anymore except try to get better by myself. I can't bring myself to communicate with anyone anymore knowing full well that the only thing that's keeping me alive at this moment is socializing. I keep having flashbacks of when older men stalked me everywhere I went in the past. I lie awake knowing that nothing can bring me comfort except seeing that one idol who you all probably know by now. Im literally depending on him to keep me together during the day it's not even funny anymore lmfao.

I have to do endless chores, deal with all of this at once, catch up on two semesters worth of materials for my new school, deal with my graduation ceremony which is coming around this month or next month? Somehow I developed some type of anger issues the past year so haha that's great yuh no.

To stop you from worrying, no, I don't have suicidal tendencies anymore but I don't exactly have something to be thrilled living for. I'm just vibin in life at this point lmao

I'm just tired. I'm really really tired. Id lie awake crying my eyes out while listening to renjun voice audios. I'm tired of crying all the time and I'm tired of everything. Im tired of laying in bed overthinking and stressing bout things that wouldnt normally bother as much. I promise I won't do anything stupid

I won't be gone long. I'm not okay at the moment but I will be. Because at the end i need to be okay again. I'm giving myself time to heal again before something gets bad. I promise I'll come back from time to time. I promise I'll be okay again and I'll come back as that happy hyper renjun simp who swears and uses capslock, spamming memes or whatever.

I'm not comfortable opening up about anything that goes beyond too sad in my life so I'm just going to leave it at that

You can stop scrolling now. The triggering part is over.

Thank you for all the moots who decided to cheer me up unknowingly whenever I was having a mental breakdown. Thank you for reading up to here lmfao uh I don't know what to say? God Im a mess.

Dms on both tumblr and discord will be pretty slow. I'm sorry but I'll reply to my asks like a day or two after they're sent. I won't be posting much until June and I'm truly sorry for those who were waiting for the last chapter of idni, im taking this chance to also rethink the ending so I can somehow make it better than I originally planned it literally a year ago.

Damn broken English 101.

As I said before, I'll be okay when I get back. I'll be the happy hyper angie I always was and always will be when I return. I don't know when I'll post this but hopefully I don't haha. You don't have to be worried about me, this happened before and I always come back okay again. I'll be okay, I promise. I'll be back in a month.

Do what yall do and don't forget to tag me whenever you post any renjun fics haha. I'll miss you all, don't forget about me okay? Haha.

I'll be looking forward to writing again and hopefully I'll be mentally and physically healthy then. Hopefully I'll have my motivation in writing back again by then. I'll try my best to commit into getting better and being happy. Plus I wanna start an sm au but rn it doesn't seem very likely haha

I'll be contacting my networks bout this as soon as I post this.

Thank you and see you all later