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ohthatstragic · 2 years

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Coming to a Realisation - p.m

a/n: thank you to the lovely anon that requested this because i got to use this yummy gif....... rooster might be a bit OOC in this BUT, i had a lot of fun writing it, especially from a third person perspective :3 i hope you like it anon, i tried :,( < 3

i made it so the reader was around 28 i believe, i hope that's okay!

also pls don’t repost or translate any of my work.. i don’t give you permission to do that.

pairings: maverick x reader, dagger squad x reader

warnings: disapproving rooster, throwback, age gap, mushy cute moments between you and mr pete 'dilf' mitchell

wc: 2,496

the request: 'What do you think about the dragger or dagger??? (idk which one it is) squad would think about Maverick young fiance (yes fiance because Maverick got over his “im too old for you” phase). Like canon Mav is 57-60ish and the reader is 21+.' read it in full here

the songs i listened to whilst writing this: yebba's heartbreak - drake, yebba, i'm kind of obsessed with this song and i'm not ashamed

The hustle and bustle of the crowds in The Hard Deck echoed in laughs, cheers and shouts as you shuffled through the sea of drunk people, packed so closely together like sardines in a tin. You knew what you were getting yourself into all that time ago when you first started dating the highly decorated captain, Pete 'Maverick' Mitchell. The pair of you had worked through many ups and downs in your relationship, and the hard work had certainly paid off. Your gleaming eyes bounced down to the stunning and sparkling diamond ring that sat happily on your finger. Working your way through the crowd, you finally reached the well-known dagger squad who had warmly welcomed you when Maverick had first introduced you to them. However, there was a certain moustached pilot who didn't match the happy cheers like his peers. Bradley 'Rooster' Bradshaw.

"Hey, Mav, finally found a woman your age yet?" Rooster taunted.

"Don't you think it's funny how you were twenty nine when she was born?" Rooster pestered.

Rooster wasn't very approving of your relationship with his God-father, and he certainly made it known. If you had a dollar for each time the pilot made a dig or insulting joke about you and Maverick, you would definitely be quite wealthy by now. "Hey, Y/N!" Phoenix grinned merrily as she caught your eyes, her arms opening to wrap you in a big hug. Your lips instantly curled up into a grin as you looked at her, happily accepting her advances. As she enveloped you with her warm arms, you squeezed her tight, resting your head upon her shoulder for a brief moment.

"Phoenix," You smiled, your voice catching the attention of the other aviators that sat around the pair of you. "You look great." You added with a widening smile. Her eyes fell from yours to the ring on your finger, her hands catching yours to bring it up to her face.

"Each time I see it, I swear it gets bigger," She laughed with a soft shake of her head. "Have you decided on a date yet?" Phoenix inquired, stepping back to grab her bottle of beer from the side of the pool table.

"Not yet, but we really want to have the wedding in the late spring time." You beamed, casting your gaze aside as you spotted Hangman, Coyote, Bob, Fanboy and Payback with big smiles on their faces, making their way over to greet you.

"There's the future Mrs Maverick!" Hangman cheered as he raised his arms in the air in a celebratory fashion, squeezing past Phoenix to wrap an arm around your waist to pull you against him in a hug. You slid your arm around his back and hugged him back, letting out a shy laugh. "How's it goin' with the old man?"

"It's really great, actually," You said, looking up at the blonde aviator as he released you, his other hand bringing the bottle of beer up to his lips to take a swig.

"Well, if he does anythin' stupid, you know where to find us, Y/N. We'll kick his antiquated ass for you." Hangman assured you with his signature shining grin. You rolled your eyes at the man and patted his chest playfully.

"He wouldn't dare, because he knows I'd kick his ass first!" You laughed, turning to receive a welcoming hug from Coyote and Fanboy as Hangman and Phoenix chuckled at your reply. The two naval aviators wandered towards you with big grins, their arms coming to engulf you in a hug. "Hey Coyote, Fanboy!"

You hugged them back with a squeeze, smiling at them as they released you. "Congratulations, by the way! Sorry we weren't able to make it to your surprise party." Coyote sheepishly looked away from you, a hand flying up to rub the back of his neck.

"Oh, guys, don't worry about it. As long as you make it to the wedding, we'll be happy." You fanned a hand at them with another smile, dismissing their apology. In truth, you were just glad they were here. You know how dangerous and taxing their job can be.

"We'll be there, we wouldn't want to miss the chance to see Maverick cry." Fanboy laughed, as did the whole group of you all.

"Cry about what?" Your beloved fiancé's voice sounded from behind you and you instantly turned around to face him, your hands flying to wrap around his middle. Peering up at him, you couldn't hide the megawatt grin that spread across your cheeks. "Hi, sweetheart," He chuckled, pressing a kiss to your nose. The comforting smell of his cologne filled your nose as he pulled you closely against his chest, pressing another sweet kiss to your lips this time. "Are they being nice to you?" He asked with a laugh.

"Yes, of course, honey," You jokily scoffed at his question, capturing the attention of a brooding Bradley. He sat behind you and the squad with Bob and Payback, rolling his eyes at your reply.

"C'mon, Rooster, let's go say hello," Payback said, nodding toward the circle of people just in front of them. He didn't reply, staring daggers into the back of your head. "Don't piss Mav off." He added, and that seemed to motivate Rooster a little more. Despite all the past events that happened, he learned to love Maverick like a father. In all honesty, he was protective of him now, and he only believed that you were here for a good time, not a long time. It was too... weird for him.

"I think she seems nice," Bob said, earning a glare from Rooster. He quickly made himself busy with scratching the label of the beer with his nails.

"Fine," Rooster groaned, standing up and brushing a hand down his middle to perfect his appearance. Bob and Payback stood up as well, sharing a worried look between each other. "Let's go." He said quietly, watching you sit in his God-father's arms.

A quiet 'ahem' came from behind you and Maverick, and your fiancé's arms fell down your arms slightly, his fingers tightening on your biceps as he saw Bradley. "Hey, Payback, Bob!" You grinned, having not seen Rooster yet. They both hugged you, and as the pair of them leaned forwards to envelope you, you saw Rooster. You knew how he felt about your relationship with Maverick, and you were praying he had come to say hello and not poke holes in it.

"Y/N," Rooster greeted you with a lack of emotion. He didn't smile at you like the others did, no, he stared at you, attempting to wear your guard down and find out who you really were.

"Hi, Rooster," You smiled, feeling a little uncomfortable under his hard gaze. Out of everyone, you wanted Rooster's approval the most. He was the closest thing Maverick had to family, and it mattered a lot to you that he liked you. You shuffled in Maverick's arms, your fingers anxiously beginning to fiddle with the sleeves of his leather jacket. Your fiancé noticed your nervous habit take hold, and he quickly spoke to break the awkward silence that had fallen upon the group of you all.

"Another round, guys?" Maverick questioned, raising his brows as he glanced at the aviators surrounding him. They all nodded and said a chorus of pleas and thanks. "Alright, Y/N, can you help me?" He looked down at you, his hand coming up to rub your arm in a soothing manner. Maverick's voice hauled you from the tense staring competition with Rooster and you suddenly felt at ease as you nodded at his question, his roughened hands slipping down to interlock with yours. "Let's go." Leaning down, he murmured against your ear.

Rooster watched you and Maverick walk away, a quiet scoff leaving his lips. Phoenix sighed at him, her eyes rolling. "Bradshaw, what is your problem?" She groaned, folding her arms tightly against her chest in an expression of irritation.

"I don't have a problem," He grumbled, shoving past her to plonk himself down on a barstool in the corner of the bar. The female aviator followed him in a hot pursuit to find out what was making him act like such a dick to you.

"Are we really gonna do it like this?" Phoenix huffed, a hand coming out to gesture at his poor behaviour. "Maverick is finally happy, why can't you see that and be happy for him too?" Her brows knitted together as her eyes searched his face for an answer, or at least a sign as to why he was acting like this.

"You're not seeing what I'm seeing, Phoenix," He said coldly, glaring up at her. "Y/N doesn't love him, she's just here for a good time, not a long time." Rooster finally said, shrugging limply as he looked up at Phoenix. She frowned at him, as Payback and Bob suddenly stood by her side. "Bob and Payback agree with me."

"What?" Phoenix scoffed, turning to look at the two aviators expectantly.

"That ain't true, Rooster, and you know it," Payback groaned. He rolled his eyes at the younger Bradshaw, a short frustrated puff of air escaping his lips. "We're happy for Mav, believe me, but the age gap is just a little too big, I mean what the hell do they have in common?"

"I don't know why you guys are so bothered by something so insignificant," Phoenix shook her head, her frustrated voice making Bob glance at her. "They truly love each other, and Rooster, you would see it if you actually made an effort to get to know Y/N. All you do is fuckin' sit in the corner and sulk, glaring daggers at them all night." She complained. Rooster averted his gaze to the table, avoiding Phoenix's intense stares. Deep down he knew his friend was right, he hadn't even got to know you and he's already made assumptions based on something so small. "You know what, sit here and grumble about Mav finally finding someone, I don't care." She finally huffed, turning around on her heel and storming off to find Hangman and you and Maverick. Payback and Bob stared at each other, not knowing their next move.

Rooster's fingers drummed against the wooden table as he debated whether to get up and make an effort, or continue his little pity party. "She's right, Rooster." Payback spoke quietly, placing a hand on his shoulder. Rooster's eyes shot up to look at Payback, his fingers slowing down to a gentle tap as he gave a single nod.

"C'mon," Bob mumbled, nudging Payback with his elbow as he edged away from the table, advancing towards the ruckus blaring from the squad behind them. Rooster was left alone to simmer in his thoughts, his eyes slowly lifting to search for your figure in the sea of beige uniforms. He spotted you with Maverick of course. Bradley couldn't help the roll of his eyes, grinding his teeth as you threw your head back in laughter at something Hangman said.

His eyes stopped on Maverick as he watched a natural smile spread across his tanned cheeks, his teeth poking out happily beneath his lips. As Phoenix and Hangman walked away from you two, you turned around to face Maverick, your hands coming up to snake around his neck, pulling yourself as close as you could into his arms. A soft giggle left your lips and Maverick grinned down at you, pressing a tender kiss to your lips. Rooster looked away at the sweet moment you shared with his God-father, the guilt ripping into him as his thoughts pulled him away to a long time ago.

a year ago

Rooster stood beside Maverick, his arms reaching up to twist a spanner against a bolt in the plane that his God-father was rebuilding. He had forgiven Maverick about Goose's death, finally letting go of the resentment he held so close to him. It made him miserable, and he just wanted to rid himself of it. Rooster had seen the light in Maverick's personality and it gave him hope for the future of their relationship.

"Alright, now you're gonna want to replace that old cylinder with this new one," Maverick grunted as he bent down to fetch the aforementioned part, his white tee dirtied with grease and mud. Bradley looked down and hummed in reply, his greased up fingers taking the cylinder in his hand. "So, just gently twist it, and it should just pop out." Bradley did so, and it popped out with a soft click. "Nice, good job." Maverick grinned, the overwhelming feeling of pride and proudness swept over his figure.

"Thanks, Mav, so what now?" Bradley chuckled, his moustache twitching upwards as he glanced between the new cylinder and Maverick's focused features.

"You click the new one back into place where the old one was," He replied, pointing at the empty space. "You know, you're much better at this than Y/N," Maverick laughed and Bradley felt his body go tense at the mention of your name. He tried to push aside the venom that bubbled at the back of his throat as he did as Maverick said, the satisfying click of the cylinder sliding into place echoing in the hanger. There was a moment of silence.

"You're still together then?" Bradley asked, his face hardening.

"Yeah, she's a really nice girl." Maverick smiled. His mind filled with memories of the two of you, the sound of your raucous laughter echoing in his head.

"Surprised she hasn't left you for the next old man," Bradley said through gritted teeth, and he instantly regretted it as he watched Maverick's smile falter.

"Well, I hope she isn't leaving any time soon." Maverick replied, trying to swallow back the lump in his throat.

Rooster looked back up to where you and Maverick were stood, his eyes welling up with regretful tears. Maybe he was wrong. You looked at Maverick like he was the last man on Earth, and Bradley noticed that as you gazed up at him, your mouth opening to let out a series of laughs as Maverick pressed ticklish kisses against your jawline. You did love him, and Bradley saw that now. It was the way you made Maverick grin, the way you made him hold you so close to his body that he was afraid you were going to crumble into nothingness, and the way he stared at you with nothing but pure love and adoration in his tired, blue eyes.

"Pete!" Bradley heard you giggle, your hands splayed across the back of his neck. A lop-sided smile picked at the corner of Bradley's lips as he observed the pair of you act like you were the only two people in the bar. He watched you melt into Maverick's kisses, his soft and tender touches, and the way you nuzzled your nose against his. He was a fool to think that you were only here for a fun time and not a long time. Maverick deserved someone as sweet and as loving as you, he'd been alone for long enough.

It warmed Bradley's cold heart as he continued to watch you two.

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ascendthisday · 2 years

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Rn'R Pretty Bad Boys

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Pairing(s): Axl Rose/Izzy Stradlin

Word Count: 3,000~

Info: BDSM, Smut, Sadism, Masochism, Rope Bondage, Sex Toys, Orgasm Denial, Circa 2012

Summary: Sometimes, what happened in the 80's can't stay in the 80's, especially if you happen to be Axl Rose and Izzy Stradlin.

Authors Note: HIII okay sorry for not posting yesterday, i forgot💀💀 but im getting there, i swear!!! this takes place circa 2012 so be warned it is not like... uber coke twink izzaxl but instead.. them being just cute old men in love ! enjoy!!!

Many claim Guns N’ Roses would be nothing without Izzy Stradlin. They say that Appetite for Destruction would have never happened had Jeffrey Dean Isbell not come into the picture. But, truth is, sometimes Izzy wanted to be nothing more than, well, nothing. He wanted to be treated like he had lost all of his credibility. The guitarist adored that feeling of being unworthy of his fame. Of basic respect. He wanted the dirtiest and nastiest treatment he could pay for. The power of being famous required so much control that sometimes, he just wanted to lose all of it. He wanted to be not anything more than putty in someone's warm palm. Preferably, that someone would be a busty hot woman. Or, when he was at his most desperate, one of his dear bandmates. Most of the time, he got the latter. Hey! All of them looked like hot chicks anyways! It’s not that gay. The reason he found himself in the control of his coworkers so often was that paying for a hooker- a dominatrix, as he’s learned they’re called, is embarrassing. Especially when you’re a Guns N’ Roses superstar.

This is exactly how he ended up at the hands of the perpetually sadistic Axl Rose. He thought he was getting too old for this shit, it was 2012 for God’s sake! He is fifty damn years old! Axl is- what, forty-nine? Izzy shouldn’t remember that. He shouldn’t have known that the man's birthday was only a few days away. A month and twenty-nine days away from Izzy’s own. How the fuck did he know that? They’ve barely talked in the last decade. Most of their conversations were about the handful of reunion gigs he was doing with Guns N’ Roses, but occasionally they’d stray into that thick sexual tension they held between each other. Casual emails would drift into long letters about their previous sexual escapades and some things that they dreamt about doing in the future. Izzy would carefully pluck out words to describe those endearingly painful moments of pleasure and Axl would obsess over every little detail until he could try to possibly put together a lustful, yet less fancy reply.

They did their best to plan out a proper session while on tour, but it was hard. The bus was too risky; too public and honestly he didn’t want to expose such strangers that made up the band's current line-up. The green rooms were too hectic- even if Axl demanded an excess of space in the venue, techs still rushed from room to room to chirp out information and fix any sort of last-minute hiccups. Hotels were almost perfect, but even then, alone time was hard to find. Since when the fuck was Axl hanging out with dudes who liked to have ‘night-time chats’? Fuckin’ gaylords, amirite? Alas, they made it work. Axl, being the absolute caveman that he is, simply stuck a sock on his hotel room’s door knob and ignored every knock that smashed against the wood. Occasionally, one of his co-workers would slam a fist on the door and whoop out a cheer on how ‘Grandpas finally getting some!’ or something along those lines. Axl would only snort as he continued to set up the room for Izzy. He might be a little bit cruel sexually, but he only wanted the absolute best for the man outside of his sex life. Despite the way he would make him writhe and sob, he still pampered him the moment the cuffs came off.

So, there he was. Izzy Stradlin, gagged, bound, and butt-naked on Axl’s plush mattress. Intricate blue knots traced over his pale skin and pulled his long arms behind his back. Two big loops wrapped around each of his upper arms, almost framing the tattoos on the outer muscle of his arms, ever so slightly above and below his triceps. Those loops braided into complex knots that danced down his forearms and around his wrists. He couldn’t move much of his arms outside of a small shoulder shimmy and the slight flick of his wrists. Just how he liked it. He couldn’t believe Axl still remembered that. Izzy would have made a snarky comment about how the man must have never stopped thinking about him, but the shiny gag lodged between his puffy lips made that damn near impossible. The occasional grunt would slip past his common sense and echo around the rubber and Axl would give him a harsh glare as he gave a particularly hard tug to the ropes he was still working around Izzy's legs. They both knew this game all too well. You behave; use your manners and you get a reward. If you couldn’t? You paid the price.

Since when the hell had Axl gotten so good at tying knots? Izzy had no clue. He certainly wasn’t a boy scout- especially not when they had been at the peak of their relationship. Izzy used to be able to wiggle out of his poorly tied knots made of cotton scarves in seconds, that’s why they had made the switch to steel handcuffs so early on. Axl had stolen the initial cuffs they used from one of the many police escapades he had found himself in, and Izzy never could never quite figure out how he managed to do it. He never found a good excuse as to why his wrists were perpetually covered in thin purple bruises, instead, he found himself draped in too many damn bracelets to play guitar with. It wasn’t uncommon to hear the beads scatter around on stage during soundcheck, or worse, the live show. Those live incidents made Axl the maddest. Yet, it made their playdates even funnier for both of them. Izzy got ruined; berated, and Axl got to release his frustrations.

“Feel good, pretty boy?” The ginger teasingly questioned as he finished off the final knot in the tail-like pattern that cascaded down Izzy’s legs, his tone was sardonic but somehow loving at the same time. The older man gave him a hard nod. Such a sweet nickname made him nervous, honestly. Axl rarely played nice. Hell, even outside of the bedroom he was somewhat of an ass. Maybe that was what made him so loveable. “Ya feel as pretty as you look? You’re fuckin’ gorgeous, man. Pisses me off that you haven’t quite wilted yet.” Axl’s tone was gruff.

It was true, Izzy was damn near as gorgeous as he was when they first met. His hair, which was once a black box-dyed shaggy mess of bangs that fell over his eyes, was a lot shorter. More manly, but just as stylish. It had faded back into a more deep brown color, almost. Axl found it almost funny, the Izzy he knew would have never settled with having his natural hair color show, not even at the roots. Yet, here he was. Mahogany with thin silvery grey hairs that danced throughout it. A handful of soft wrinkles bit at his features, that was the only noticeable difference in Izzy outside of the hair. Fuckin’ crows feet. That’s all he got in his old age. It almost made Axl angry. He was so different, physically and emotionally, and all that changed for the guitarist was his hair and a few wrinkles. He was envious but so glad at the same time. Izzy deserved it. He was a way better person in general. He deserved to stay pretty.

He trailed his fingertips along Izzy’s bound legs and smirked to himself at the smooth sensation of hairless skin that graced his senses. Of fucking course he shaved. He was always so oddly hairless. It didn’t come naturally, he knew that. On many nights in the early 80s, he had stayed up late in their shared hotel room and watched him perch with one leg drawn up to his chin as he shaved off his body hair. Rarely was he caught with stubble. It was the little details that made him so gorgeously put together.

Axl’s fingers danced over the soft blue rope that kept Izzy restrained, stopping just next to his cock. He drew small circles around his pubic mound, which was just as smooth as the rest of him, and grinned as a soft sigh slipped around Izzy’s gag. He quivered at the sensation. The guitarist hadn’t been touched in so long. He craved touch, craved the pain that followed any slight graze of his skin upon Axl’s. He couldn’t have asked for a better thing to happen to him. Digging his short nails into his soft flesh, Axl let a full grin slide onto his features. A sharp inhale puffed up Izzy’s bare chest. He drew a line from Izzy’s hip area to the base of his cock. Then, he drew that blunt line all the way from the very bottom of his balls to the soft area of flesh just below the head of his cock. He lightened the sharp draw of his nails as he drew vague shapes on the tip, smearing precum across the angry red tip. The shiny liquid made a sheen on his cock that Axl pumped down his shaft with a few quick vertical movements of his fist. A soft moan slipped through Izzy’s lips and slammed against the rubber in his mouth. It wasn’t very loud, especially not with the general deafening efforts of the gag, but Axl always heard his noises. Even the tiniest little ones that Izzy wasn’t even aware of.

“Oh! I got you a gift, honey!” He grinned. The sarcasm in the pet name was by no means lost on Izzy, yet it still gave him a warm fuzzy feeling inside. Axl rose from the mattress. Immediately, Izzy yearned for that slight bit of contact that Axl had given him. He wanted to fuck something- a hand, a chick, whatever! just give him something! Axl’s obnoxious wallet chain jingled against the pockets of his studded Affliction jeans as he strode toward his duffle bag of belongings. Axl looked good, and Izzy couldn’t lie about that if he wanted to. He had gained a couple of pounds, sure, but he wore it well. His hair was shorter, too. A bob almost, but he could pull off just about anything in Izzy’s eyes. He hated to admit it, but he loved a lot of things about the arrogant man. But, he would never tell him. As previously mentioned, Axl was arrogant as all hell and would never let him live it down if he said something vaguely nice about him. He wasn’t a fan of the handlebar mustache, though. That was a weird choice, but he could live with it. Or, he could talk Axl into shaving it off if he was lucky and played his cards right. Izzy was a sly fox, he knew he could do it. It was only a matter of when and how. As Axl rummaged through his bag, purposefully drawing out the suspense in the room as he pretended to be unable to find his surprise, Izzy got a nice solid look at his ass.

God, did he have one hell of an ass.

Axl sauntered back toward him with one hand stealthily tucked behind his back. The other man contemplated straining to possibly see whatever he could have, but decided against it. The mattress dipped as he sat on his knees next to Izzy's pelvis. Then, Axl dramatically unfolded his right hand from his back and exposed his surprise. A thin plastic purple vibrator sat between his thumb and forefinger. Izzy’s face scrunched up as his brows furrowed. He would have frowned had his mouth not been held open. His cheeks flushed as he came to realize exactly how his night would pan out. Knowing Axl, this could go one of two ways. He would either have a surplus of orgasms drawn out of Izzy to the point where the older man would be writhing around in overstimulating pain or he wouldn’t let him come at all. He would carry out their games into the next night- week, whatever he felt like. Truly, it didn’t actually matter if Izzy obeyed his rules. Instead, it was all wholeheartedly based on what mood Axl was in! If he was having a bad day, Izzy would have a bad orgasm! Luckily, the singer seemed to be happier than normal. He was almost bouncy in his mannerisms. The click of a switch and the following buzz of the vibrator snapped Izzy out of his thoughts. He quivered as Axl pushed the plastic close to his skin. It didn’t touch him quite yet, but he could imagine that soft tingle spread across his thighs.

Then, he made contact. Izzy locked up. He almost convulsed at the intensity in which he shivered. How could something so tiny make him feel so much? A lithe moan slithered through the gag. Axl trailed the vibrations up his thighs and across his pelvic bones. He tensed the muscles in his thighs. Flexed his toes. Bucked his hips. Anything he could do, he did it. Izzy had given up on wiggling his fingers. His arms were already numb and tingling. Maybe it was because he was laying on them, maybe it was because he was tied up that tight. Everything was so tingly. Axl teased the tip of the vibrator along his pubic mound, grinning at the shaky breaths that Izzy took as he tried to calm himself. Then, he slid the plastic across his balls. He chuckled as he watched Izzy’s control quickly slip away from him. It was hard to play it cool like this. Before Axl could bring the toy up toward his tip, Axl gave him mercy. He dropped the shaking plastic on the mattress and leaned toward Izzy’s upper body. After crawling up the mattress, he cradled his head in his palm. His fingers plucked away at the buckle in the back of the guitarist's head. Axl slid the gag out of his mouth and chuckled as he wiped away spare strands of spit away from his mouth. Drool had begun to leak from his lips, anyways. Izzy beamed at him. It was a broken grin, a depraved grin really, but a grin nonetheless. Axl returned the slight smile.

“Make those noises for me, pretty boy. I wanna hear ‘em.” He snickered as he scooted back down the bed. He picked up the wriggling toy once more. Softly, he assaulted the man's senses once more. Izzy damn near screamed as he placed it directly on his tip. It was like he had lost all of his common sense. He shook and wiggled so much that a thin sheen of sweat pooled on his skin. “Stay still, bitch.” Axl hissed and pinched one of his nipples between his fingers. Hard. “Fuck! Sorry- I’m sorry!” He sobbed back dry tears as he tried to stop his spasms. He nodded at him and let go of his ever-so-sensitive nipples. Eventually, his frantic moments subsided. Sharp breaths and a perpetual buzz filled the room. Izzy could feel himself growing closer to his peak by the second. He didn’t normally come so fast, but life gets lonely. He needed this. “Axl- Ax, man. Close-“ He babbled, unknowingly pulling at the sheet with his numb fingers. Izzy tried to focus on something other than his impending orgasm, like the color of the blue ropes and the smell in the air. Columbia blue and sex. That came to him too easily. He needed something hard- like math. But, those thoughts were lost on him. “You come when I say you get to. Patience is a motherfucking virtue.” Axl sneered back at him. Well. Someone’s mood has flip-flopped. Wild how he could change like that. That’s probably why Izzy likes him and his sadistic tendencies so much.

He held steady with the vibrations on Izzy’s cock. Izzy writhed, releasing soft moans. Desperately, he tried to keep himself from squirming. He wanted to be good enough to come. Izzy did his best to hold back his orgasm, and he did! It was impossible to hold back his arousal, though. The aggressive leak of precum that Axl worked up and down his cock with the toy made the signer beam. He may be a sadistic, arrogant asshole, but he liked to have proof that he could make people feel good when he wanted to. Maybe that’s what made him so perfect. Soon enough, he was back to babbling incoherent begging noises. “So- so close, Axl. Please.” He hissed. Axl just stared back at him. A soft snort escaped him.

“Nope.” He grinned and popped the p.

“Fuck! Fuck you- cocksucking whore!” Izzy rambled. In an instant, he gasped at himself. He didn’t know why such a combination of words slipped out of him. Axl wasn’t a cocksucker, nor was he a whore. The singer pulled away from him immediately. It was like he had been burned. Izzy gave him a scared, sorrowful look. “I’m sorry, baby. I didn’t- I didn’t mean to say that. I don’t even know-“ He panickedly babbled his words, struggling against his bonds with the means to take Axl’s hands in his own and try to explain himself. Axl didn’t speak. He just wiped his hands on his studded jeans and stood up. The vibrator was dropped next to Izzy’s legs but didn’t get turned off. It just sat there in their silence. Axl spun on his heel and walked toward the door. Before he could leave he uttered one sentence. “Figure it out yourself, then. Bitch” He scoffed and opened the door. Maybe he was crazy, but he certainly opened it aggressively wide. He may have even let it stay open for longer than needed as he walked out into the hall. He closed it behind him, but not all the way. It was still open by just the tiniest bit. Just enough to let the artificial hallway light stream into the slightly dim room. Just him, his tied-up body, and a vibrator that was on the bed beside him. He wanted to sob. This hurt. But, it hurt so good. He could hear Axl deliver a few sharp knocks to the door across the hallway. Then, he could hear his faint voice.

“Heya, Richard. Wanna have that chat or whatever?”

Damn you, William Bruce Rose Jr.

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yza <3 im so sorry for vanishing like that 😭 my phone's not doing well so it's hard to open tumblr. all the gif posts hang my phone and kick me out of the app 😭 i missed you sm

darling is so cute i love it really, the choreo is even cuter 😭 them hips wiggling shua and woozi do it the best i'm obsessed!!

the song is nice like it's not wow kind but still very cute and enjoyabe ( AND IU'S VERSION OF IT? GOD BLESS I LOVED THAT ) how was the overall cb for you? <3

from the solo trailers till the music show promo end, i enjoyed everything. so nice to see boys perform infront of carats 🥺

the way this was everyone's era <3 all of them shined equally in performances, songs etc the nose ring. anyway- hdjfdk 💀 okay but i genuinely meant when i said this was really everyone's era 😭😭 i swear

the songs are great too! i love them (except maybe ash jdjdkd) im so so obsessed with don quixote (and wonu co-wrote it 😭)

don quixote, 'bout you, hot, if you leave me, shadow, domino, march. i liked them all but this my current ranking hddjdj

if you leave me's lyric are so 💔🥺. wish they performed it or don quixote on dingo music </3

the music video is so fking cool tho? and watching pd's (the form of therapy youtube channel's) review i got to appreciate it even more

ALSO ALSO OH MY GOD 😭💔 STILL CRYING ABOUT IT, GOT7 ALBUM OH GOD 😭 they really did that im so so happy for them and proud yza 😭 not only did they come back, they came back with a banger 🔥 hopefully ppl will stop asking them about d*sbandnent. how was the experience for you?

we're not only infjs but also birthday month twins _+$+$($) love that for us honestly!

i'm doing good except i need some new gadgets dhjdkd i hope you're doing well 🥺💚💙 i missed you so much, take care yza 🥺 thank you for hanging out with me even tho i keep vanishing, will try to not vanish 😭😭😭

mA CHERIEEEEEEE <3 HIIIIIIIIIIIIII 🥺

I MISSED U SM??????????????????? + omg no need to be sorry at all >:( also i relate sm JKHSDFJHKFDS my old ass phone crashes on every single app atp

PLEASE???????????????????? when i saw that part i just about fainted 😭 jihoon's rarely cute but when he's doing cute things... pain... REAL pain

ALSO AGREED W MY WHOLE CHEST?????????????? thats exactly how i described darling to my friends too dsjfdsjkfh she's not bad, and she has really served her purpose she's just not titty dropping yk <3 also sumn abt songs of this genre suit iu sm!!!!!! it sounds even more light when she sings it its v enjoyable. I LOOOVE what the boys have been doing, ion think i've ever been this overwhelmed with content tbh JDSFHJSDFSD but i'm not able to maximize it bc they always have cbs during finals season for me djfhsdkjfh but i can always catch up its nbd <3 how about uuu?

i was just gonna ask how u were finding this cb + ur rankings for the songs since i usually reply paragraph per paragraph without reading the whole thing yet AND I LOVE HOW U JUST MENTIONED EM DSJFHSDJKFH

AND SO TRUE???????????????? i really love how everyone had a chance to shine, esp members who dont get as much attention as the others (china line, dino). NOT THE WONWOORIDEUL JUMPING OUT???????????????????? 😭😭😭 i am surrounded by wonu girlies huh

also sOO valid of u <3 ash really isnt for everyone (esp w the amt of autotune and just… heavy semi-4th gen style in it), but she is my baby 🤩 (bc of the jihoon and ww chorus tbh) ALSO LOVE HOW BOUT YOU RANKS SO HIGH???

i bet thats another crier during cons....... its gonna make its smile flower moment tbh

AND YEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! especially love the aspect ratio changes + 3d illusions that is sooo fucking hard to do and takes sm time... not to mention the transitions and illustrations on there??????? and omg so many people have been watching that vid maybe i should too 👁

AND I KNOW????????????? PLEASE, NOW EVERYONE WANTS TO PULL A GOT7 AFTER VIRTUALLY SHITTING ON THEM THEIR WHOLE CAREER 😭 it really is next to impossible and i respect them sm for even pulling it off (+ jb doing all that fucking paperwork??? mustve been literal hell) its SUUUCH a different experience too when u just love a group who u can just TELL loves e/o vm. AND I HAVENT SEEN BIRDIEBLR THAT ALIVE IN YEARS???????????????? we got more content than we have in their whole career in that 1 week tbh (also just in general after they left jype lmfao)

PLS??????????????? matchy matchy 😋

mood tbh 😭 manifesting those new gadgets for us </3 AND NOOOOOOO, i dont mind at all tbh. didnt even get a tiny bit upset bc i totally understand <3 and if its any comfort to u i have unintentionally disappeared from my friends for a month just last month JKDFHJSDFHS AND THESE ARE MY IRL CHILDHOOD BESTIES I’D RIDE OR DIE FOR 😭😭😭 also worst yza moment i disappeared on them irl for 2 years with no explanation i am the absolute WORST JKFDHJD SO PLSSSSSSS!! don’t feel bad at all i def get what u mean <3 i’m grateful u even spend time w me!! that being said ty for hanging out w me and i hope the rest of ur day/week is very sexie <3 MWAH

#cherie 🪂#s-cxups #y.ask #long post

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kyejuns · 3 years

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✎ᝰ┆r : having an idol s/o

✎ᝰ┆fluff ; warnings : none

thank you to the kind soul who helped me out by requesting since i have no ideas 😭😭 I LOVE YOU 😭😭

also these gifs looks more coordinated i think ill start using these instead 🤩

+ i kinda got overboard with baekseung for some reason?? 😨

wish.

i feel like you two would meet via a mutual friend

like a mutual idol friend would introduce the two of you to each other and you'd hit it off and start talking

okay anyways, he would be so proud of you ngl

but as proud as he is he'll be so worried about you because he knows your competitive the industry is

he'll call you or text you during meal times to check up on you to see if you're eating

even if you're dieting he'd make sure you had enough so you won't faint while performing

anyways let's say you have to keep your relationship a secret

it'd absolutely pain him not to be able to hang out in public with you

but at the same time it's for both your career so sacrifices have to be made

so while you have private dates he'd try to lay off anything else he has to do for you and just company you

sigh tbh it would pain him not to wear couple items with you

but once y'all go public 🤩

he'd start wearing all those couple matchy things

and he'd also tweet stuff like ' please support us ' etc.

but overall i do think that he'd prefer getting a girlfriend that isn't a celebrity

keum.

keumdong 🤩

i feel like y'all would meet at like a dance sort of content (like dancing high or 1million dance studio)

so like if you're a singer uhh 😨

like i see him with an idol that's like a main dancer

someone who shares the same passion and interest as him

anyways keumdong

i feel like he'd know all your schedules and would text you after just to ask how it went

he would also send you many dance videos and you would do the same

you two would just help each other even if you're not face to face

tbh he wouldn't mind and would wear subtle matching items like earrings

like he wouldn't care at all 💀

anyways if you're dating in secret

he'd definitely try his best to keep the relationship but like compared to wish he would have his dates outside during night time where there isn't as many people

once your relationship goes public

he'd just bring you anywhere and he'd stop caring tbh

even if you're idols you deserve your own life

so he'd just stop caring and go out with you

he'd be super protective of you when someone says something about your relationship

sigh he's just be more protective about you if you're an idol

but overall he'd definitely prefer a non-celeb s/o

mu.

omg tbh i don't see mu with an idol s/o?

like i really don't see it

but okay let's imagine

i think you'd two be friends prior to debut

so you'd like kinda be known to be friends (like moonbin and sinb)

so like tbh fans who kinda speculate some shit is going on but you'll just play it off as you're just close friends 🤩

anyways he would watch your performance,, like literally every single one even if he's busy

and he'd compliment you on how pretty you were and how well you've done

and he'd tell you to rest and not to overwork yourself 😭

he would also promote your new song on his solo vlives and tbh it'd be so cute

anyways i think the both of you would have many chances to interact

like variety shows 🤩

and he'd be extra caring towards you but you know say it's because of your friendship 🤩

anyways you'd just date privately but like it's just so out there but people just brush it off as best friends 💀

once it's public i think many people will support it since you were previous friends even before debut

kinda expected

but anyways he can finally show more skinship towards you and talk about how much he loves you openly 🤩

but overall still would prefer a non-celeb s/o

a-min.

i heard some idols uses like the inkigayo sandwich to exchange phone numbers

yes i think he'll stuff his phone number in there and get a staff to hand it to you just because you were pretty 🤩

and tbh it'd be smart because it'll attract your attention and you'll begin to start talking and end up as a couple

anyways man's would promote you better than your company

he'd be like ' the song im currently obsessed with is (...) you should check it out! '

it'll be so subtle no one suspected a thing

and ngl he'll probably have a fan acc for you 💀

and he'll probably end up being known as your fanboy after 💀

he'll compliment you a lot public or not 🤩

anyways despite doing so much and hinting so much your relationship would still be private

like fans would be pretty sus of the both of you but it's your lives not theirs 🤩

anyways once you go public i think you would go on variety shows together quite often

it'd be cute

ngl i do see him with an idol s/o like compared to a non-celeb

since he can relate to them and stuff and just talk about their stresses together 🤩

baekseung.

i think you'd be going to the same school, in the same class and that's how met

maybe you've already debuted when you met or maybe you're just trainees then but idk man whatever it is y'all would be friends

and then yes relationship

anyways mans would be so proud of you and always bragging about you to the other members

the other members would end up being so sick of hearing him brag about you and tell you about it just so you could reprimand him and have it keep it on the low 💀

he would keep up with your variety show and especially aegyos so he can tease you about it 💀

just do the same to him so he would stop doing it once he realizes how shitty that feels

anyways like i said in the boyfriend series y'all would gossip together and it will be the same

except you have a lot more to gossip about 🤩

you'll talk about the entertainment industry, idols and your companies etc.

i would think that he would prefer to keep your relationship private and intimate so he'd prefer not to publicize it + do his best to keep the relationship a secret

even if it's made public, he'd act as if he doesn't know you during events that will make some fans think that you're having a fight but in reality you're doing well

he just prefers to do all the couple things in private you know

but like i think he'd prefer a non-celeb s/o too

ayden.

i have a feeling that if ayden was to fall for an idol, it would be an idol from his own company aka c9

like you'd probably meet when you guys were still trainees and have probably trained with each other before debut

and like so you'd become friends and eventually develop feelings for each other and you know date

to be honest i feel like as an idol he'd be a lot more low-key in front of everyone even his own members

to the point that sometimes they're wondering if you guys have broken up but no he was just low-key

he'd just quietly sit before he has to perform watching your performance as a source of motivation which is kinda cute💀

like he would work harder because of you and like there'll be a friendly competition between the two of you just to see who's better

since your relationship is so low-key no one would know about your relationship except for members 🤩

tbh the only time they'd find out would be when you personally decide to announce it yourself

like it'd be as unexpected as the daniel × jihyo pairing

overall i feel like he wouldn't mind if his s/o is an idol or not, as long as they have a mutual liking and understanding then it's fine

yewang.

i think you guys would meet by like a singing programme

like a duet special stage 🤩

anyways he would be extremely polite when you first met and you'd take a liking towards him

then you'd end up hanging out outside of your schedule and eventually end up dating

anyways he would stare at you a lot during like programmes where you meet each other

like he wouldn't care and just stare at you 🤩

during like award shows he'll text you and be like ' you look beautiful today '

tbh he would stare at you do much that fans would start to speculate something is going on between the both of you

like he wants to talk to you so bad but the fans just makes it hard

so he ends up publicizing your relationship to go out freely with you 🤩

but to be honest he would prefer an idol s/o

since he'd prefer sharing the same passion + having more common topics to talk about

jeff.

FINALLY JEFFF

alright to be honest he's another one i don't see having an idol s/o💀

like you two were probably friends before you were trainees and ended up debuting

and like somewhere in between you fell for each other and got into a romantic relationship

kinda like mu except you keep your friendship low-key so not many people knew you two were friends

till like past photos resurfaced

anyways i think he'd just be extra caring knowing that you're an idol

since there are many risk factors of being an idol

like wish tbh he'd text you a lot checking if you've eaten and if you're feeling okay in case you overwork yourself

and he'll restrain himself from looking at you too much just in case dating rumors end up surfacing

after all your career is more important considering how hard you've worked to be an idol

he'd only publicize it once dispatch catch you guys

but i doubt that'll happen💀

anyways he would have a personal vlive after telling fans to continue supporting the both of you despite the news

overall, he'd prefer a non-celeb s/o

wow this reaction took long to complete HAHAH

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wonhoarctic · 3 years

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obsession | yandere genderbend!changkyun (sangah)

word count:

genre: yandere and smut (with a minor fluff at the end)

pairing: yandere!sangah (changkyun) x fem!dom!reader

request: hi!! how are u doing, love? hope u are well! can i request a a little bit of yandere genderbeng!changkyun (aka sanga) x dom female reader smut? like, sanga is a little bit obsessed and the reader finds it so adorable? thank u ❤️

a/n: hi love!! sorry for taking that long with the request, i wasn't feeling well, but i hope this is what you wanted, i made it quite long just to have some mentions of sangah being a yandere, and added some teasing and kind of a punishment, i hope you still like it and it's what you wanted!! this is my first time writing something with dom!reader and a sapphic smut, so if there's something i'm doing wrong, you can also correct me please!! good reading anon!! <3

contains: mentions of yandere, mentions of threatening someone and hurting them, jealous, sub!idol, smut galore, femxfem, like, sex toys, dirty talk, very slight overstimulation, edging, spanking, fingering and etc, slight mommy kink

(i haven't found any gifs of her, unfortunately, so here's a pic of sangah)

"minji, hey!" you went to talk with the girl, smiling as she smiled too, showing her dimples "would you like to pair up with me for this assignment?"

"dior came to ask me the same thing, so, i'll see, if she gets another partner, i'll love to be your partner, because i don't want to make any of you sad" she smiled

"oh, okay! when you find this out, please, come and tell me! i'll see you later" once minji leaves, you see sangah, the quiet and innocent girl you always had a crush on going to talk with her

minji is popular... damn, i think i'll have to do it alone you thought, but, instead, what you see is kind of........ unique

im sangah was threatening her not to get near to you... because she

haves a crush on you, and you could hear something along the lines "y/n is mine. don't even think of touching her or i'll beat you. she is going to do it with me, don't try doing anything with her. stay out of my way." kind of creepy, but you still think is pretty cute of her, though

"y/n!" minji called, she looked pale, she must be terrified "i'm sorry, dior didn't get a partner so i'll have to do it with her..."

"i see" you smiled "it's okay! we can do something together next time!"

she said something you didn't really paid attention on, and you came to talk with sangah, who blushed the moment she saw you nearing her desk

"hey! sangah, do you want to be my partner in this project?" she blushed in the instant she saw you nearing her sight

"u-uhm... ye-yes... sure..." she smiled

"how about you meet me at the end of the classes and then we go to my place to do it?"

"sure! i'll see you there! bye, y/n~" her smile was brighter, probably she was happy...

cute, you thought, her little obsession for me is cute... but i have some ideas

the classes ended faster than you thought, and when you saw a smiley sangah, you couldn't help but smile too, especially when she eyed minji and left out an irritated huff, grabbing your arm

the two of you did actually a great job, actually, you finished the assignment earlier than the expecting, but, letting sangah leave your house wasn't in your plans for another hour

"so... i saw you talking with minji earlier," you started, and her body tensed at the mention of the girl "what were you talking about?"

"u-uhm... i-it was nothing..." sangah murmured, but you were confident about getting this girl to yourself today

"nothing" you mocked "so... threatening her to stay away from me is nothing now, huh?" every word coming out of your lips had you approaching more sangah's face

"i-i..." when she finally got the guts to say something, you interrupted her

"and stalking me was also nothing, right, sang? you think i didn't noticed that... but i actually did" you laughed lightly, seeing her body still tense "but don't worry, love, i also have a huge crush on you... i think your little obsession is cute~" you cooed, and sangah's face lightened up with your last words

"a-are you serious?" it was all she could say

"of course it is, baby" you grabbed her by the waist "but you're such a bad girl for doing those things to minji..." whispering very near to her lips, you kissed sang before talking again

it was a slow and sensual kiss, so slow that you could tell sangah was impatient for more, especially when your hands went straight away to her boobs, playing with them through her shirt and bra without breaking the kiss

"i think i'll have to punish you, baby" you finally finished your sentence, and sangah's body shivered at those words "strip for me, baby"

she did as you asked, but, as her bratty self, sangah couldn't help but tease you while stripping, squeezing her breasts together, and sliding her panties off slowly.... painfully slowly, you grew more impatient at every single move of her

"enough" you growled "from now on, i'd like you to call me mommy, okay?"

"yes, mommy" she was quick to answer, and you smiled, laying sangah gently on the bed, hovering her well-built body

"such a good girl you are... but this won't do to erase your punishment..." you laughed, running your thumb over her lower lip "mommy's going to play with that pretty little pussy of yours a bit, be a good girl and keep your hands to yourself, otherwise, you'll not be allowed to cum"

saying that, you got a baby blue vibrator, and a blue rope, just in case of her not obeying you

"alright baby, you can moan as much as you want, i have just one rule; keep your hands to yourself. understood?" stroking your hair, you asked her, who eagerly nodded, already too hot and wet to handle

"yes, m-mommy" when she started to answer your question, you used her distraction to start moving the vibrator against her folds, earning a moan in-between her words

sliding it up and down her folds, you spread her legs a bit more, just so you could fuck herself with it, hearing sangah's moans increase even more, and for a second, she almost broke your ruler, but remembered what you've said

"good girl, you're such a good girl, listening to me so well..." you praised sang, who almost came "no, baby, i can't have you cumming yet, i can feel you're close... but i want you to wait a little.... can you do this for mommy?"

she nodded eagerly, waiting for your next command, her eyes never leaving your frame, while you searched the room for a toy

"baby, i'm going to fuck you, but, for you to be ready for my cock, you'll need to finger yourself........ will you be a good girl and play with yourself for me?"

"i will, i promise" she said, getting on all fours as if you'd fuck herself, but instead, she toyed with her clit a bit, moaning lightly, just to feel her own wetness, before slipping not one, but two fingers on her tight entrance, letting out a loud moan, making you smirk

sangah was really a good girl, in that case, a good slut, obeying you just to receive some please, but you knew that girl would do literally everything for you, you knew sangah could kill and die for you, and that made your smile increase even more, while you put the strap on

the toy itself had a vibrating dildo inside, so you'd be pleasured while you were fucking sangah

"alright, enough, you're close again, aren't you?" you grabbed her hair, and she moaned a little 'yes' "i can see your pussy contracting around your fingers..... are you that eager to get fucked, baby? you're such a slut.... my good little slut" you slapped her ass harshly "would you like if mommy fucked you right now?"

"yes, mommy, please! for the love of everything holy, please, fuck me!" she moaned, even if she wasn't touching herself, she was contracting around the air, her pussy ready for your strapon, and the sight made you inhale some air, controlling yourself not be so harsh with your sub at that moment

you tried your best to contain your emotions as you penetrated her entrance with the phallic object in your waist, slowly inserting the whole length in her cunt, hearing a loud and whiny moan

"what, baby? am i too slow?" you teased her, still going in a very slow pace, so she could get used, but it looked like sang didn't wanted that, as she was already being whiny

"mommy..... please.... i know you want to punish me, but please, do it by making me have problems to walk tomorrow, i beg you" she moaned, and that was when i knew i could stop trying to take care of her by not hurting my girl

"you're so cute begging me, sang~" i cooed, starting to fuck her the way i could, feeling the toy vibrating inside me, making me moan as well

my moans and low groans were nothing compared to the girl, who was moaning loudly and making me laugh about desperate was she to cum

"can you wait for mommy, hm?" i started to thrust even faster, feeling my own high start to show up "or are you going to be a slut and come all over my cock without even thinking of me?" grabbing her hair roughly, sangah moaned from both the action and the piercing pain in her scalp, connecting her back to my bare chest, the feeling of her back rubbing against my sensitive nipples made my body crave for even more, and my thrusts began to be sloppier, the vibrations against my core being relentless

with few more thrusts, sang squirted all over the phallic object, and not much longer, the vibrations brought me to my own orgasm

pulling out from her, both of us panting and sharing smiles, i discarded all the toys we used and put them in a place so i could clean them after

"next time, i may be even stricter to you, if you try to threaten my friends... but it was cute, though" i laughed, laying down on my bed while cuddling the girl "you know, i'm already all yours, baby~"

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makeusfreefromthisfandom · 3 years

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just sending some appreciation and good vibes to my people for the new year <3

kisses from me bc you all hold a very special place in my heart 💝

Also veryyy long post ahead I’m sorry I had to include everyone Aakklaksks 😭😭

@ominous-meme 🖤 sabah! You were my very first mutual on here I hope you know that! I can’t even begin on how excited I got when I found out you were a fellow desi girl and I will always appreciate you being there and advising me! <3 I love our street racing au! talks ! I’m glad I have someone to share ideas with <33

@weebsausage 🖤 dude omg!!! 😭😭😭 pls I literally forgot how we became moots I’m so sorry I have a tiny brain 😪 but I think we literally just messaged each other and started talking about free! ANYWAYS TYSM FOR PUTTING ME ON HXH I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU FOR THAT WTF ITS LIKE MY FAV ANIME EVER I HAVE BECOME HXH TRASH AJSJSJBS ❤️❤️ but other than that thank you for being a really great friend to me and I hope this year is nothing but good things for you <33

@dokifluffs 🖤 you were also one of my first moots on here! I honestly could not believe when you followed me back bc ur like my biggest inspo! 😭 you’re so precious omg I always look forward talking to you and get excited when I see a notif from you still! I hope the new year treats you well and brings good things in your life! Lots of love from me bae 🥰❤️

@syrenblubs 🖤 ah my most relatable person LOL. Omg syren ur my little bestie on here and I’m so glad we’re mutuals! I love our natsuya talks and OML THE C****** RAID! ALSJJSJSJSJJS AND DESI PARENTS AKSJJSNS. Just thank you for always interacting with me even tho I SUCK at responding 😭❤️❤️❤️ ilyyysmmmmmm

@linak 🖤 baby omg where do I even begin. Back when I had literally no one to talk to on here, you would be the one NEVER failing to send me a gm/gn message! You always bring a stupid smile to my face 😭 I’m so freaking glad that we are friends I literally cannot put into words!! Ty for always listening to me and letting me open up to you ❤️ love you always.

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@xakusa 🖤 Marty bby! 🥰 literally the only person I’m going to share my man natsu with 🙄 our conversations are always so RANDOM and out of nowhereeeee lollll but we also just go along with it and I love that! You are an angel and this year better be giving you what you deserve! Lots of love from my end 😽😽😽 kissies from me and natsuya <3

@cafelixie 🖤 I will keep saying this and I will never stop. YOU!!! ARE!!! THE!!! ACTUAL!!! DEFINITION!!! OF!!! PRECIOUS!!!! Need I say more? You’ve made my day countless times and I always look forward to seeing you in my messages/inbox!! Baby I freaking love you I really don’t know what else to say 😭❤️

@skippyskeppy 🖤 I will never forget the first time we interacted my Kisumi enthusiast 😙🤝 I love it sm whenever I see you pop into my inbox with a random hc about semi semi or Kisumi, Albert now too! You are an amazing person. A really amazing person. I hope you know that ❤️

@keeijiakaashi 🖤 I remember seeing your little comments under my posts before we became moots and OMGGGG YOU ARE SO CUTE AISJJSJSJS ALSO RIN ENTHUSIAST??? YES PLEASE!!! Tysm for always interacting with me and making yourself known as the ultimate sweetest person on my blog! Ilyyyyy ❤️❤️❤️

@animatedarchives 🖤 we have your fellow love of the kirishimas to thank for us becoming moots! You’re so cute soph omg 😫 I love how we literally have brainrots of the same characters LIKE MR GOJO LEECH SATORU!!! GET OUT OF MY HEAD OR PAY RENT!!! Ahh you’re irreplaceable soph! Never fail to make me smile like an idiot <33

@natsuya-enthusiast 🖤 how did we not become moots sooner wtf??? Do yk how alone I felt when I had no one to discuss my obsession of natsu with when I first made this blog 😪 AND THEN I REALIZED U WERE ONE OF MY FIRST FOLLOWERS???? ANYWAYS U ARE THE BIG SIS I NEVER HAD ALWAYS PULLING THROUGH W THAT LIFE ADVICE BAHAHAHA ilysm gaby wtf 😭😡😡😡❤️❤️❤️

@moonlitspring 🖤 do you even realize how happy I got when I realized there was another ACTIVE free! blog 😡😡 ajsjjsjs you are such an amazing writer and PERSON sky!!! You’ve been nothing but the sweetest and I hope we get to interact more this year and share our love of free! together <3

@ayumiko 🖤 laís you are such an angel! I absolutely adore both you and your edits/gifs smmm 🥰 you are so kind and I hope 2021 is also <333

@dalggina 🖤 omg??? YGO bae??? 😤😤 I thought literally everyone had forgotten ab it LOL THEN YOU CAME ALONG ❤️❤️ I’m really glad we interacted precious person! And I hope that you have a great year! ALSO YOU BETTER NOT STRESS YOURSELF OUT TOO MUCH FROM WORK OR IM MANIFESTING MR ATEM TO COME GET YOU 😡

@stormikujo 🖤 omg bby! We haven’t talked in awhile! I hope you are doing well! ❤️❤️❤️ ahhh I’m glad I got you into free otherwise we wouldn’t even have interacted 😫 I love talking to you stormi!! And I hope this year brings great things fro you! Lots of love ❤️❤️❤️

@aj-writes-here 🖤 omg hey girl 😼😼 you’re definitely one of the coolest people I’ve talked to on here for sure! Hope you’ve been enjoying hq and free! Your welcome for putting you on that simp train 😼 anyways, ilysm aj!! I really wish the best for you this year! Stay amazing as you always are, ily!! ❤️❤️

@attackonfics 🖤 wtf 😭😭 I don’t deserve you???? You’ve been nothing but the sweetest to me and also responsible for my unhealthy obsession with mr 5’2 angry gremlin >:(( jkjk but seriously, ty for the food 😌. ANYWAYS QUEEN I HOPE YOUVE BEEN TAKING CARE OF YOURSELF AND TREATING YOURSELF AS!!! YOU!!! SHOULD!!! VIRTUAL HUGS 😽😽 💝

@browsing-my-favourite-fandoms 🖤 Shizen! You are too good for this world! 😭 you are such a genuine person, you deserve nothing but happiness ❤️ I really hope that this year does that for you. I’ll keep checking in from time to time! Ilysm! ❤️

@inum4ki 🖤 sera...please...just invest in a personal guide or smth. Asksksknsjs n e wayzzz seeing you in my inbox is always so much fun! Sousuke really deserves more love and you are bringing it to the table hun 😤😤 also you’re a fellow inumaki enthusiast too??? Yes please. You deserve all the happy things in 2021 <3

@sneezefiction 🖤 Gracie!! I love how easy it is to get along with you! You are truly one of the best people I’ve met on this app and I’ll forever be grateful for our friendship <3 you give off such great vibes all the time omg giving you a huge virtual hug and here’s to more interactions this year! 🥰😽😽😽

@velvetfireworks 🖤 bbyyy!! 🥰 everytime we interact even if it’s not a whole lot, you’re always the sweetest what 😭 I love you and you’re writing so much omggg you are so talented!! I get super excited when I see myself get tagged in one of your stuff 😆 I hope we get to interact more in the future! Have a great New Years ❤️❤️❤️

@a8mine 🖤 stop being so mean to me 😡😡 !!!!!! ig ily anyways tho 🙄 you’re energy is honestly unmatched (in a good way!!) and it’s rare to meet people like that! You’re so funny omg and your random hcs and cursed discourses always have me dying 😭😭 you’re so cool hanna ily 😪✌️ <333

@giorvanna 🖤 ahh rena! Your blog and edits are *chefs kiss* I love our random semi brainrot sessions 🥰🥰 I hope we interact more in the future but in the meantime I’m sending you good vibes and lots of virtual hugs bc you deserve them queen ❤️❤️❤️

@seijohlogy 🖤 hey hey jaestar 🤩🤩 you are such a cool person??? Omg I’m so glad that we’re friends and randomly invade each other’s inboxes 😆 you are so kind! This year better be kind to you too or else 😡😡 I hope that after Ms rona decides to move her ass over, you get to go to Disneyland and take!! Me!!! With!! You!! Love you jae bae ❤️❤️

@prettysetterbaby 🖤 hey sexc 🤩🤩 no idea why you followed me but glad you did bc you are such a sweet and chaotic person!! I loveeeeee <333 I hope we get to interact more bc you are just genuinely such a fun person to interact with! Ilyyy

@datecho 🖤 yet another just genuinely sweet person! The world doesn’t deserve you! You’re so fun to interact with and a hottie??? omg shoto and kags better get off their asses rn and come get you or I will 🤩🤩 ly bae! have a great New Years! ❤️❤️

@miyasangel 🖤 we haven’t interacted much yet but ahaha talking about suna and sending my fanart to you is sm fun! Did I tell you that I also have a wip of Atsumu as a street racer? 😏 have a great year Arden bae! Kisses 😽

@aikk00 🖤 hi hi! We don’t interact on a daily or anything but when we do, omg!!! You are the most easy person to get along with 😭 you have such a good heart along with the talent???omg??? You are UNMATCHED babe! I hope this year brings you many more opportunities! Stay amazing love ❤️ ily and your art very much ❤️ I’m also still very embarrassed from fucking up the credits from last time. I’m so sorry bae 😭❤️❤️

@kurooskult 🖤 ma’am you might as well be the definition of bad bitch 😪🤝 ok but besides that, interacting with you is sm fun??? Like we don’t even have to be moots on your blog to feel just as included and loved! You are such a queen for that! Here’s to more mila x kuroo content in 2021 and he better be doing special for you as he should !!

It’s still the 31st here but THANK YOU ALL FOR MAKING MY COUPLE OF MONTHS ON HERE BEARABLE!!! This sounds like a goodbye post Oml-

I love you all very much. I suck at words, but I hope you know that. ❤️

#precious ppl✨<3 #OK NOW GN IVE BEEN UP FOR TOO LONG

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herakosmos · 4 years

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matchup exchange w/ @sobawithshoto! 𐐪𐑂

im so sorry this took longer than expected :(( but ty for doing this exchange with me though!! 🥺

she’s honestly so sweet and talented🥺pls check out her amazing blog! <33

if you want to do a matchup exchange with me pls dm me! <3

i match you up with . . .

tadashi yamaguchi!! 𐐪𐑂

✰ you guys were definitely childhood friends before anything. this shy kid took a while to confess, but you guys were the type of friends where EVERYONE knew were gonna end up together somehow😭😭

✰ i feel like tsukki said something to him to make him confess to you because poor guy needs someone to help him figure out why his heart beats so fast whenever you make eye contact with him or why he feels the need to always want to know what you’re doing🥺

✰ tsukki honestly had to help him do everything with the planning, flowers etc because yamaguchi didn’t want to do it alone

“would you please be my girlfriend..?”

✰ when you said yes omg the boy had a smile plastered onto his face for the rest of the day lmao

✰ you guys definitely are magnetic towards each other. I wouldn’t say obsessively clingy, but the affection in this relationship is so adorable!

✰ since either one you guys had never experienced actually being in a relationship, everything is a first timer for both of ya’ll (AWHHH)

✰ i could just imagine yamaguchi looking up how to kiss someone and when the tutorial says to practice on his hand, he’ll be so into it he wouldn’t even notice you at the door

“yams..?”

✰ HE THREW HIS WHOLE PHONE AT THE WALL I KID YOU NOT HAHSJDJDJ

✰ imagine explaining to the people who has to fix his broken screen about how and why he broke it omg😭

✰ to add, he actually looks up A LOT of things especially how-to’s because he just wants to be the best boyfriend ever :((

✰ he tried learning “twinkle twinkle little star” for you on the piano and although he made a few mistakes here and there its the THOUGHT that counts

✰ he also learned how to use those rollers for your bangs, so that he could help you put it in when you want to do your hair🥺

✰ the fact that you’re such a good conversationalist is super beneficial towards yamaguchi since he always needs someone to support him. of course he’ll do the same for you and honestly feel like the happiest man alive when you come to him for help, but there are those times when you just don’t and he’ll respect that :((

✰ sometimes these convos could go on until midnight and afterwards you two would feel so much better afterwards. like the feeling of lifting the burden off your shoulders

✰ when wanting some advice he 100% only goes to you because you’re so honest and cut throat with it. even though sometimes it could be harsh, he knows it’s only because you want the best for him

✰ whenever you guys hang out with tsukishima aka salt shaker, he always finds a way to tease ya’ll and yams gotta depend on you to make a witty comeback and of course you always shut him down because you ain’t backing down until he does

✰ (queen energy✨💅)

“that’s my girl🥺🥰”

“simp”

✰ honestly you bouta beat tsukki up at this point😭

✰ lets PLEASE talk about how this man gives the absolute best cuddles!! he actually wants to be the smaller spoon, but of course would be the bigger spoon if you wanted him to be

✰ in this relationship, i think the physical affection is gonna pretty awkward at first since both of ya’ll are inexperienced, but overtime you guys would get the hang of it!!

✰ spending time with each other is a MUST

✰ you guys have a scheduled date every week and it could range from staying at home or going out! he really doesn’t mind, so whatever you want to do, he would do it as long as it’s with you🥰

✰ morning jogs is one particular date you guys do on occasions and a little break stop at a nearby park

✰ (ok but yams with sweatpants🌚)

✰ BACK TO THE MATCHUPSBNDJF

✰ a shared airpod bud in each of your guy’s ear blasting a shared playlist which includes both of your guy’s favorite songs

✰ his hand never leaves yours while strolling around the park

✰ when finally reaching home, you guys would just binge watch anime and eat all of the spicy foods you want on the couch until your eyes grew heavy and felt tired

“babyyyy carry me to the bed”

✰ whenever you felt sleepy that’s when your clingy side starts to really show and boy did he LOVE that sdbsldkjhsbadlkj

✰ the way you cling onto him while he bridle styled or piggybacks you back to your room makes his heart pound rapidly🥺 he’ll gently place you onto the bed while placing a light peck on your forehead

✰ pet names made him turn so red, but the more he used them, his usuals were “baby” “honey” “munchkin” and sometimes when he’s feeling super bold “baby girl” ;)

✰ yamaguchi absolutely adores your height. instead of teasing you about it he admires the height differences and says how cute it is. whenever you can’t reach something he’s always there right in back of you grabbing it for you, then looks at you with his loving eyes :(((

✰ there’s a bunch of stuff you guys have a lot in common and honestly helps you guys lift each other up

✰ for example, you having a fear of failure and always beating yourself up for it, yams totally understands this since he’s been there for his first attempt at the jump float serve. plus you being insecure about yourself, he can relate due to the fact he was bullied as a kid having freckles/acne on his face :((

✰ lastly, the stage fright and having all of the attention on yourself AGAIN yamaguchi can relate too due to the fact he literally froze on court in the middle of a match :((

✰ all of these connections really help you too relate to A LOT of things and help each other build one another up for it (if that makes sense)

✰ you being a capricorn and him being a scorpio = a great match!

✰ this is a very harmonious blend of water and earth. both signs seek comfort, security and consistency. “this is the kind of relationship that can even begin in primary school or college, then last throughout adulthood” UHHH COINCIDENCE???!

bonus!

heres an anime relationship type gif that i just think you two would do 🥺

#haikyuu!!#anime matchup #haikyuu matchups #anime matchups #cute #matchup exchange #matchup exchanges #yamaguchi tadashi #haikyuu yamaguchi #haikyuu matchup #yamaguchi matchup

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samingtonwilson · 6 years

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Relationship Tutor: (3) Contemporary Sadism

relationship tutor masterlist

Summary: College AU. Bucky, a relationship novice, asks for your help in dating your friend. Unable to say no to him, you agree despite everyone and everything telling you not to.

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: language

A/N: when i wrote this part, i really wanted to go to the taqueria down the street from me and get horchata but i didn’t because im a FOOL. also, the gif below is quite large. i apologize for that but i couldn’t find a smaller one. whatever, he looks good so just forgive me and move on

You walked into your kitchen to find stacks of red cups and bottles of unopened alcohol on each surface, glass bottles of vodka too expensive for university students to afford lying in the freezer alongside dreaded tequila.

The refrigerator was filled with different fruit juices and a few varieties of soda, your sixteen-ounce bottle of grapefruit-mint juice dwarfed by the gallon of Costco brand cranberry juice and orange juice that looked far too bright to be as natural as the label claimed.

You sighed as you bent to pull the clear bottle from the second shelf, frowning at Sam when you stood upright again. “I’m assuming we’re having a party?”

“S’Friday, baby girl!” he practically cheered, his voice thick with an unswallowed bite of cereal. He banged his fist against the table. “Time to get fucked-up.”

“There a reason we’re playing host? Steve and Bucky’s place is more equipped for a party,” you said as you twisted the bottle open and sat across from Sam at the table. “And by that I mean they don’t care if people puke on their furniture or fuck in their beds. Plus their floors are already scuffed up.”

Sam narrowed his eyes at you as you took a long sip of juice, stirring his cereal slowly. “If the party wasn’t here, you wouldn’t show up. This way you have no choice.”

You mouthed his words imitatively and sighed, leaning back in your chair so the wooden backrest creaked a bit. “Have you already told everyone?”

“Texted ‘em all last night.”

“So I don’t really have a way out of this, do I?”

“Nope,” he replied, popping the “p” with a grin. “Didn’t tell Natasha yet, though.”

You tilted your head. “Why not?”

He shrugged and stood up to place his bowl in the sink, flicking on the sink to fill the porcelain with water. His gaze was on the sink as he shrugged again. “Are you sure you want her here?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

“Barnes is gonna be here.”

Once you texted Natasha and received a reply, you nodded to yourself and rose to join him at the sink, standing beside him as you leant against the counter’s edge. You reached up to nudge his shoulder with your fingertips so he would let his focus fall from the dish he was washing for a moment. “She isn’t my enemy just because Bucky’s interested in her. We’re still friends and I still love her. I can’t blame her for how Bucky feels.”

“You know how he gets at parties.”

“Yeah, well, he wants to take it slow with her. He only asked me because he doesn’t want to have sex with her right away.”

“You sure?”

“Positive.”

“Sadistic as fuck, Y/N.”

You leant towards him, smiling despite yourself. “It’s very flattering to see how concerned you are about me. You sure I’m not your leather jacket, Sampson?”

He snorted, setting the bowl in the dish basket and wiping his hands on a towel. “You ain’t my leather jacket. But you are a pain in my ass.”

“You could just tell me you love me.”

He shook his head. “Don’t have time. I’ve got class in ten minutes.”

“Yeah, yeah. Go learn,” you said with a dismissive wave of your hand, laughing when he blew you a kiss.

You’d busied yourself in the kitchen while he left, washing and cutting one of the many green apples you had stowed in the bottom drawer of the fridge. You were cutting the fruit in half when the door opened and slammed shut once more. “You forget something, Samington?”

You heard a chuckle that had you setting your knife down. “S’not Sam.”

You squared your shoulders and picked up the knife again, cutting the seeds out of the four segments you’d made. “Don’t you have class right now?”

Bucky clicked his tongue, strolling into your kitchen and casually stealing a portion of the apple to bite into obnoxiously. “Cancelled. Professor’s sick, or missed his train, or something. Didn’t pay attention to whatever the email said beyond, ‘Class, I regret to inform you that I must cancel lecture today.’”

“But you memorized that part of it specifically?”

He hummed, smiling. “It was so emotionally significant, I had no choice but to memorize it.” He glanced around the kitchen, narrowing his eyes. “You guys having a party?”

“Detective Barnes at it again,” you quipped, laughing as he scowled at you. “Sam didn’t text you?”

He shook his head. “Probably texted Steve to tell me. He’s not my biggest fan.”

“Can you blame him? He and Steve were practically joint at the hip before you transferred here.”

Bucky nodded with a frown.

“I mean, I’d probably be living alone had you not transferred. I’d have my own bathroom,” you continued, your voice lilting dreamily. “My own fridge, my own television, a Netflix account used only by me, I probably wouldn’t be awoken by the sound of a different girl’s moaning every weekend.” You cocked an eyebrow. “Why’d you transfer here again?”

He shrugged, opening the freezer and rummaging until he could retrieve a popsicle, popping the plastic wrapper. “I missed Steve.”

“Yeah? S’cute,” you smiled, ruffling his hair as you passed him.

He smiled back and shook his head, biting half the popsicle off in one go. “Less cute, more co-dependent. I grew up with the punk needing me and as soon as he moves away, I find myself needing him.”

“That’s somehow even cuter,” you cooed, shooting a grin to him over your shoulder while he followed you to the couch. “Little, scrawny Steve being protected by little Bucky against the ruffians on the schoolyard.”

“Ruffians?” he asked with a snort. As soon as he sat, he pulled your legs onto the sofa cushions and placed them in his lap. “We grew up with him instigating fights with guys twice our age and weight— not in the nineteen-thirties.”

You found yourself looking away from the amusement in his eyes, trying to control your breathing when his free hand toyed with your fuzzy socks. “So are you coming tonight?”

“Will you be here?”

You nodded, sitting back against the armrest behind you and tipping your nose towards the ceiling with your eyes shut. “Don’t really have a choice.”

After tossing the popsicle stick onto the coffee table, his fingers wrapped around your ankles while his thumbs rubbed comforting circles against your skin. “We could escape, go to that taqueria you’re obsessed with for some horchata.”

You smiled despite the hammering in your chest. “You sure about that? Nat’ll be here.”

He didn’t reply until you lifted your head to meet his gaze. He smiled softly and shrugged a shoulder. “I don’t want you staying here for my benefit.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Buck. I would’ve been stuck here regardless.” You took your legs from him and folded them under you. “Sam said he only took the responsibility of throwing a party so I’d actually show up. Helping you would just be killing two birds with one stone.”

“Good because I was thinking we need to get a move on.”

You snorted. “Was all that considerate crap just an act, Barnes?”

He gasped in mock offense. “I would never.”

Laughing through your nose, you shook your head. “I was thinking we should get a move on, too. Nat’s probably forgotten you by now.”

It’d been a week since your feigned run-in with Natasha. You hadn’t given Bucky any specific instructions on how to follow-up, simply telling him to not act too friendly, too fast. You knew how uncomfortable it made you when people you’d only seen once or twice for five-minutes acted as if you were lifelong friends— it put you off almost permanently. And, seeing as Natasha was one of the only people that could hold a candle to your need for distance and slow progression, you thought it was safe to assume she was similar.

It would take some more time together, some more meaningful exchanges, some more feigned run-ins for Natasha to accept Bucky as someone she was actually familiar with, rather than just a stranger with a name.

He shook his head. “She hasn’t actually.”

“Yeah? And how would you know that?”

“She says hi from time to time. Smiles, waves.”

You frowned in consideration and nodded. “But you haven’t spoken again?”

“Even if you told me I should, I wouldn’t know what to say,” he laughed nervously. “She just— She looks at you in this intense way. It’s intimidating, especially when you haven’t given me a script.”

Your lips resisted the urge to fall into a deep scowl. “I’m not going to be around you all the time, telling you what to say if this does turn into something.”

“I know, I just— I just need your help for now. I lose my nerve around her.”

You looked away from him for a brief moment. “Seems like you’re over whoever it was.”

He smiled in that soft, small way that still managed to reach his eyes. “Not really. Natasha’s insanely hot, but I don’t know her yet. She makes me nervous from how elusive she is.”

“The mystery is very hot and nerve-wracking.”

He hummed. “What’s the next part of this? How do we proceed?”

“I was thinking you should find things you two have in common, reasons you’d be around each other. Common interests, mutual friends, you know? We already know you’re both friends with Sam and I so you two could find yourselves in the same places if they involve me or Sam.”

“What does being in the same places have to do with anything?”

“Ever heard of the mere exposure effect?”

When he shook his head, you continued, “It’s basically, like, the more you see something or someone, the more attractive that something or someone becomes to you. It also has to do with proximity— which is another factor in who you’re attracted to. You tend to like people more if you’re closer to them and if you anticipate being close to them often.”

“Aren’t you an English major?”

You nodded. “Psychology minor, but that’s beside the point. Proximity, mere exposure— it’ll make you more attractive to her, as will similarity.”

“What happened to ‘opposites attract’?”

“It works if all you want is to fuck, but you said you wanted something more,” you answered. “Relationships work better when both partners have things in common. Tonight, talk to her to see if you guys have things in common.”

“You could just tell me about things she likes so I can bring them up and tell her I like them when we speak tonight.”

You shook your head and grimaced at him. “I don’t endorse lying.”

He frowned in return. “You endorsed telling her she dropped a pen last week when I was supposed to introduce myself to her.”

“That isn’t the same. I told you to do something that would make for a cute story in the future. This is basically lying about your characteristics and who you are just to make her like you. It’s morally repugnant.”

His frown turned to one of consideration. “Makes sense.”

“Yeah, so just talk to her tonight. I’ll be there if you want me to be, just to facilitate things in case it gets awkward or there’s a lull.”

“You’re the best, you know that?”

If his grin hadn’t stopped your heart, his leaning towards you to press his lips to your forehead would have.

Your eyes fluttered shut and you inaudibly exhaled, swallowing and pushing at his chest so he fell back against the couch with a small smile. “I have class in a bit but stay as long as you’d like. If you go through my stuff again, I’ll know.”

“That was one time! It was raining and I felt particularly snoopy.”

PART 4: SOCIAL PSYCHOLOGY

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mikeshanlon · 6 years

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he’s all that: chapter two

fandom: it

pairing: reddie (richie tozier/eddie kaspbrak)

word count: 5k

one | on ao3

summary:

Richie smiled smugly, “You’ve got spunk Kaspbrak. I like that.”

“Why don’t you try shutting the fuck up Tozier,” Eddie retorted as the line moved forward, “So what is this, if not some ploy to get me to tutor you? Some sort of dork outreach program? Because I’m not interested.”

—

Or: The one where Richie Tozier has six weeks to get into a relationship and make someone fall for him. Only problem? That someone is the anxiety ridden, goody two shoes Eddie Kaspbrak, and he can’t even stand to be in the same room as Richie.

warnings: there is drug use in that bev/mike/richie are HUGE stoners. also this chapter there is mentions to maggie being an alcoholic.

a/n: hey! decided to post two weeks in a row just to get the ball rolling (which is why i still dont have all the chapters figured out as promised, my apologies). i'll probably start the every other week thing for next update (so chapter three should be up by march 4th). i would try to do every week but im a college student who has Stuff to do and also makes gifs and im horrible at finishing my writing so, giving myself a realistic deadline that will still hopefully produce quality work. anyways, richie and eddie finally interact this chapter! it's....................... a bit messy though. and we get to see the rest of the losers club in this one too.

tag list: @richietoaster, @wintersember, @howellhxlic, @ed-txzier, @clara-farl3y

After standing in the hallway arguing with Bev for ten minutes, (“I mean really Bevs, fuck!” “You said anyone.” “How do we even know he’s gay?!” “Richie, please.”) Richie resigned himself to the fact that he was going to find some way to charm Eddie. Maybe Beverly would let him borrow that spellbook she bought junior year when she had become obsessed with witchcraft and hexing the patriarchy.

Once school was finally over, Richie dropped off Mike at his farm per usual, ranting about the bet the whole ride over. The farm boy nodded along, but he knew the words ‘told you so’ sat on the tip of his tongue.

They pulled up to his house, the engine idling so he wouldn’t have to spend time getting it to start again, “Don’t wait up for me tonight if you wanna smoke. Got lotsa research in store,” Richie said as Mike grabbed his backpack and got out of the car.

Mike raised a brow, leaning into the passenger window (which in its broken state always stayed down), “I’m surprised Rich. You never do your homework.”

“Homework shmomwork,” he tapped the end of his cigarette out the window before taking another drag, “Gotta figure out what little ol’ Edward likes. Time for some deep dark internet exploration.”

“Ah, you’re gonna stalk him. Wasting time on social media does sound much more in character,” Mike smiled.

“It’s not a waste Mikey darlin’, a shit ton of preemo dank is on the line.”

The other boy laughed and shook his head, “Godspeed Tozier.”

Richie saluted Mike as he reversed out back to the main road, Bigmouth Strikes Again blasting on the old car radio.

He weaved through the streets filled with kids walking home or trying to find something to do in this shit-hole town. Long afternoons spent at The Aladdin watching the newest releases or aggressively slamming his fingers down on his favorite game at the arcade came to mind; along with going out of his way to bother just about everyone in his path. Richie never really had many friends when he was younger, spending most of his time alone. He was grateful he crossed paths with Bev and Mike, to fate, luck, God if it existed. The universe was rarely kind to him, but finding them was the best thing that ever happened to him.

Plus, the first time he had smoked weed, but that was with them too.

Turning onto his street, Richie pulled up to the unsuspecting two-story white house. It was straight out of a handbook on the American Dream; but the closer one looked, the imperfections started to appear.

The box overflowing with bottles once filled with alcohol next to the recycling bin, which was already too full with more empty bottles. A crooked ‘Home Sweet Home’ sign by the front door. Dying grass, overgrown and conquered with the little weeds Richie used to make wishes on before blowing the seeds into the summer air (I wish for friends. I wish for better parents. I wish to be loved).

He parked the station wagon on the curb, saving the space next to his Mom’s car for his father.

Maggie’s car hadn’t been driven in months (years?), and Richie absently wondered if it would even work anymore. It was nice, a decent heater and it drove well, at least it did when she had bothered to drop him off at school as a kid. Despite her general lack of care for the wellbeing of others, Mrs. Tozier did not drink and drive. Meaning, she didn’t drive at all, as she was drunk off her ass most of the time.

Richie grabbed his books from the backseat and clambered out, fumbling to find his house key among the mess of weird keychains he bought while high.

He didn’t bother stating his presence, even as a pretense, giving up the habit long ago.

Maggie Tozier sat outside, her back facing the screen door in the kitchen. A cigarette rested from her fingertips, and Richie wasn’t sure if she was actually smoking it or just watching it burn. Of course, her other hand gripped a bottle of beer, and a wine cooler sat at her feet.

Richie scoffed and bounded up the stairs to his room, a ‘KEEP OUT’ sign and band posters adorning the door.

It was often said that one’s room reflected who they were as a person, and Richie was no exception. That is, to say, his room was an absolute fucking mess. His bed was never made, and clothes and knick knacks littered the floor (he had already tripped over some beat up sneakers as he walked in). Old mugs, comics, a lava lamp, lotion, and an ashtray Bev had made him in ceramics sat on his bedside table (read: an old wooden apple carton). The only thing that he kept clear was his record player and vinyls at the edge of the bed, which were meticulously organized.

He tossed his notebooks on his desk, alongside stolen pens, his laptop, and his bong. If his parents actually fucking talked to him he would bother to hide his shit, but it didn’t really matter.

Picking up his laptop and its charger, Richie was on his way out again. He could stay home to conduct his research, but he hated the stuffiness and how lifeless the house felt. It wasn’t really even a home, at least not his. Plus, coffee. It was a necessity, especially for the amount of bullshit he’d have to go through just for the tiny brat.

Richie drove to the Starbucks on Main and Belmont, strolling up to barista and ordering his usual: venti quadruple-shot, black. While he often gorged himself on sweets, his need for caffeine could only be sated by the purest form the coffeeshop could offer.

Per usual, the barista gave him a look, “You sure?”

“Listen, I’ve already made a shit ton of horrible decisions today. Trust me, this is not the worst of them,” Richie answered, sliding the cash across the counter

She raised her brows but said nothing else, handing him the change.

He set up shop at a table by the window in the back, away enough from the other patrons. Most of the time Richie threw caution to the wind, but he figured it would suspicious if someone saw him furiously stalking someone who looked like they hadn’t even graduated from middle school.

After retrieving his coffee, opening his MacBook, and plugging his headphones in, Richie scoured Instagram first. ‘Eddie.k’ didn’t post much, mostly some artsy photos, including ones of Bill and Stanley Uris (their other best friend). There were only one or two selfies, much to Richie’s disappointment. Eddie wasn’t actually too bad looking if you ignored his clothes, his hair, his… everything. Freckles dusted his face, concentrated around his little nose, a few on his lips. Cute lips. Cute cheeks. He had the urge to pinch them. But Jesus, that combover. What was he, a balding man in the 80’s?

Other than those pictures, Eddie hadn’t really posted to Instagram in months. He moved onto his tagged photos. They had some more substance, although Eddie had pretty much only been tagged in pictures by Bill and Stan. It wasn’t like Richie wasn’t in the same boat of having only a few close friends, but at least he hung out with other people.

For the most part, the pictures were pretty normal, the three of them hanging out. Richie couldn’t help but snort at a picture of the three, presumably after a sleepover. They looked exhausted, hair messy, and were brushing their teeth. Pretty mundane, but Eddie had pulled a ridiculous face in the mirror. It was silly, but Richie hadn’t even thought Eddie was capable of making jokes or doing weird shit. The fucker was always uptight, serious even when they had a substitute. Unsurprisingly, Eddie did not appreciate the post.

eddie.k: literally stan delete this!!!!!!

stantheman: @eddie.k, sorry sweatie (:

Richie grinned and continued to scroll, stopping at a picture of Eddie lying down on the grass, laughing. He wore a red tracksuit, the one students wore to P.E. when the bitter chill of autumn came to Derry. His hair must’ve been a little sweaty, because it was curling up into a messy halo around his grinning face. Richie wanted to know this Eddie, see him curl up laughing, but he knew that would never happen.

He perused their profiles for a while before growing bored, downing a third of his coffee before moving on. Except Eddie didn’t seem to have a Twitter, or a Snapchat. A quick google search of his name only came up with a few images and… a Facebook profile?

Richie prayed that it was an old one Eddie had never deleted, but after the page loaded he saw that the most recent status was made last night.

“Oh my fucking god,” he whispered to himself.

Eddie’s profile picture made him look particularly child-like, a weird picture of him pointing to the camera like he was cool, even though the same hand had a clunky old watch wrapped around it. His header picture displayed the quote ‘there is bravery in being soft’.

Richie snorted, “Yeah, a soft fucking dick!”

Another patron scoffed at his fowl mouth, and he shot her a smug grin.

Eddie only had 40 friends on the site, which consisted of Bill, Stan, some of the other nerds at Derry High, and his mother and her friends. It wasn’t like someone’s Facebook friends actually mattered, especially because only middle aged mothers who posted minion memes about their alcoholism used it anymore, but it was still kinda pitiful.

His posts were generally uninteresting, stuff like ‘super nervous for the math test’, or ‘soooooooooooo bored ://///’. Otherwise, he mostly just shared pictures of cute dogs and DIY videos.

It was hard to find any useful information on Eddie, since he obviously lied a lot. Not in the way of bragging, or saying that he did things he didn’t (like Richie did). But there were comments from Mrs. Kaspbrak’s friends calling him a lady killer, or a few posts calling Carly Rae Jepsen cute (please, Run Away With Me is the one of gayest songs of all time). Eddie was closeted, and Richie knew from experience that someone could never really be themselves around others if they weren’t out.

What his profile lacked in useable information, it more than made up with blackmail material.

Take, for instance, little Eddie in possibly the gayest fucking hat imaginable.

He screeched as he saw the picture of the eleven year old, a white fedora-bucket hat hybrid sitting atop his tiny head, before breaking out into a full on wheeze. Richie was laughing so hard he couldn’t breathe, and then he thought about Eddie using his inhaler in that gay ass hat and laughed even harder.

The other customers began to stare, some concerned, and others pissed off at the disturbance.

Once he had collected himself somewhat, Richie sent a screenshot to the group chat.

the losers

bev: oh my fucking G O D

richie: I CANT FUCKIN BREATHE ELRNKKLNERG

richie: LIKE F U C K !!! KLJKLGRJKLLEJK

richie: LOOK AT HIS GAY HAT

richie: LIKE, IT’S GAYER THAN WEARING NOTHING BUT A PRIDE FLAG AND GLITTER

richie: HE LOOKS LIKE A TWINKY SKIPPER

richie: HOW IS THAT HAT MORE GAY THAN EVERY SINGLE ONE RYAN EVANS WORE IN THE ENTIRE HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL FRANCHISE COMBINED

bev: i’m muting you

mike: me too

mike: also that hat isn’t that bad

“‘Not that bad?!’” Richie squawked, not that he’d be able to hear him.

(Really, Richie had no authority on the subject. He still donned the occasional Hawaiian shirt over his tees).

He refreshed Eddie’s profile, seeing that he had made a new status.

Eddie Kaspbrak: big night friday, nervous but excited !!!!

Richie raised his brows in intrigue, seeing that Bill and a handful of other people liked the status. What was going on Friday?

He checked to see if Bill had posted anything, if Eddie was going somewhere, chances were Bill was too.

Bill Denbrough: almost the weekend, finally ready to let loose

Seriously, it would’ve been so much easier if Bill was the guy Richie had to woo. Kid was probably fucking nervous for a party, a place where you threw caution to the wind and had a good time. Still, he made a mental note about finding out what their Friday plans were.

Richie sighed, taking another swig of his coffee, “God, what a fucking loser.”

Suddenly, his headphones were being tugged out of his ear by an angry middle-aged woman with short-layered hair and eye bags.

“Hey, what the fuck?” Richie glared, snatching back his headphones.

The woman returned the look, putting her hands on her hips, “Don’t you have respect for the other customers?!”

“Sweetheart, I don’t have respect for myself, let alone some PTA moms-- like the post-divorce haircut by the way.”

Apparently, his finger guns did not soften the blow, because the lady started to scream at him.

And, apparently, this lady was also the manager, and was pushing him out the door.

So great, Eddie and his dumb gay hat got him banned from Starbucks.

Even though he was wounded from Eddie’s betrayal, (because Richie getting kicked out was definitely not his fault-- it was Eddie’s homosexual headwear. An anthropomorphic device of chaos, that Eddie owned, so, yeah, it was Kaspbrak’s fucking fault.) Richie still skipped smoking on Thursday to spend his lunch with the tiny fuck.

Obviously, they hadn’t made plans to do so, but Richie had, and he really couldn’t delay starting the bet. There was a lot on the line.

So, after getting out of econ (turning in an unstudied for but probably aced quiz), and throwing his shit in his locker, Richie detoured to the cafeteria.

The place was a fucking mess, and it reminded Richie just why he avoided the place. It was pure chaos, loud and overwhelming, a million things to get distracted by. Freshman with their stupid rolling backpacks kept whizzing by, making Richie trip or get his feet ran over. The tables were already filled, the honor roll kids, the partiers, Gretta and her gang. Fucking cliches.

He got in line, picking up a tray and proceeding to fiddle with the buttons at the cuff of his black and white flannel; trying to tune out the buzz of conversation. It was weird, at parties he thrived on the noise and disorder, but here all it was doing was fucking with his ADHD.

Richie drummed a beat onto his tray as the line moved forward and picked the most edible looking slop from the menu. The lunch lady glowered at him as he reached for his money only to realize he had put it in the other pocket, fumbling to put the bills and coins on the counter.

As she put the money in the register, Richie looked around the room, checking to see where Eddie was sitting. He was sat near one of the exits, carefully taking out his lunch and swinging his legs. And he was alone. Perfect.

“Kid, do you want a receipt or not?” the lunch lady snapped from across from him.

Richie blinked back into focus, “Uh, sure, sorry.”

She sighed and printed out the receipt, slamming it down on the tray, “Next!”

Grabbing his tray, Richie plucked up some plastic cutlery and made his way through the sea of students to Eddie Kaspbrak. He had to twist and lift his tray a bit, but eventually the crowds started to part a bit. A chorus of whispers started to erupt. Stupid small town.

“Is that Richie Tozier?”

“I think, but doesn’t he always get high with his stoner friends?”

“What is he doing here?”

“God, he’s so hot.”

Richie smirked, sending a wink at the girl’s praise before sitting across from Eddie. He watched for a moment as the boy continued to focus on on unpacking his utensils and napkins before clearing his throat.

Eddie’s eyes snapped up from his lunchbox, widening when he saw Richie.

“What the fuck?” It was meant to be a whisper to himself, but Eddie’s voice was louder than expected.

Richie grinned at the blushing boy, “Well, hello to you to Eds.”

“Don’t call me that,” Eddie snapped, returning to his food.

Richie waited for him to say something else, at least fucking look at him, but the little fuck kept his eyes glued to his grapes, nails aggressively ripping the fruit from their stems.

“Okay,” he started, taking a sip of his apple juice, “So, you may be wondering why I’m sitting with you—“

Eddie interrupted, annoyance apparent in every fiber of his being, “Is this gonna be quick or not?”

“I’m hoping it’s not quick, although given how hot I am it’s difficult for people to control themselves.”

A long, deep sigh came from Eddie’s (cute, soft) lips. Eddie grabbed at Richie’s hands, flipping them over so that the palms faced upwards.

“Wow, a bit forward, but I’m liking your style Kaspbrak,” Richie winked.

Eddie rolled his eyes and proceed to take out hand sanitizer from his fanny pack, squirting the floral scented product into Richie’s hands.

Honestly, what the fuck?

He must’ve sent the same message to Eddie with his face, because Eddie said, “You obviously aren’t gonna leave me the fuck alone, and if you’re gonna be in my space, you need to be clean.”

Richie raised a brow at this but rubbed the hand sanitizer into his hands anyways.

Jesus Christ, what a weird, defensive little bitch.

Eddie watched with focused eyes, and only spoke when Richie was finished.

“Continue.”

It took a moment for Richie to gain his bearings once more. This mission seemed dead on arrival, but he had to keep trying anyways.

“So, Eddie…” Richie trailed off, twirling the pasta on his plate before his eyes lit up, “Eddie Spaghetti, Eduardo, what’s up?”

Eddie scowled, “That’s not my fucking name!” he squeaked, “And ‘what’s up?’ I mean, we’ve barely even talked before. You think I’m just gonna put up with this because you’re Richie Tozier? I swear to god, if this is some fucking bullying thing...”

Around them, people began to stare and eavesdrop at the sound of Eddie yelling. Fucking perfect.

Richie blinked back at the boy across from him, now red in the face for a different reason, “Calm down, I’m just trying to get to know you.”

“Fat fucking chance.”

Okay, wow. Richie had more work cut out for him than expected. He thought of what to say next as he watched Eddie finish his grapes.

“This isn’t, like, a joke,” (it wasn’t real either), “I just wanna hang out.”

“Hang out?” Eddie’s chocolate brown eyes met Richie’s, his tone mocking.

Richie nodded, “Yeah, ya know, kick it with the homies. Make out a little if you’re down. Friend stuff.”

Eddie’s jaw clenched, “You’re unbelievable. Just fucking unbe— you know, how can you even say any of that shit? How can we be ‘homies’ if we’ve never ‘hung out’ before? And don’t want to-- I’m not-- you don’t know me!”

There was something underlying in Eddie’s voice as he snapped, wavering at the end. Richie, like most things in life, was completely and utterly fucking up.

“Well then, how about we fix that?” Richie leaned forward, “I was wondering if maybe you’d wanna—“

Abruptly, Eddie stood up, grabbing his food and walked off, making his way towards the cafeteria line where Bill and Stan were paying for their lunch.

Richie looked around at all the watching faces, some snickering and others as shocked as he was.

“...Embarrass me horribly in front of all these people.”

He took a deep breath, and shoved some spaghetti in his mouth, his frown growing larger at the disgusting taste. Richie was often considered a wild card, but this was when routine was a good thing. He should’ve just avoided this and sparked up with Bev and Mike.

Actually, he was going to do just that. There was still some left in lunch, and no reason for him to stay in the cafeteria if Eddie was giving him the cold shoulder. More like a giant fucking iceberg but still, pointless. Besides, he really needed to get high now. Eddie ruined his whole mood and pissed him the fuck off.

Richie got up and tossed out the inedible garbage before going to the usual spot, finger itching for a joint.

He used his foot to push open the door, which would’ve been cool, except with his clumsiness and horrible luck he tripped forward, narrowly avoiding falling down the steps and face planting by grabbing the railing.

As Richie caught his breath and stabilized himself, he could hear his friends laughing.

“Back so soon?” Bev smirked knowingly, taking a drag.

Richie huffed, “Ha ha. Let’s yuck it up for my misfortune,” he grabbed her joint and took a long hit, “This fucking kid, Bev. I don’t think I can do this!”

“As in, you’re morally incapable of leading him on?” Mike asked hopefully.

“Please, let’s be realistic here Mikey. No, that kid is like, the fuckin devil incarnate. Shithead is fucking crazy!” Richie paced, smoking from the joint.

Bev laughed, “What makes you say that?”

“Why don’t ya ask the whole fucking school?” Richie snapped, though the anger wasn’t directed at her, “They were watching it all go down. If that wheezy asshole ruins my reputation—“

“What reputation?” Mike interjected.

Richie rolled his eyes and flipped him off.

Another voice spoke up, “I dunno, Richie’s pretty well known. I like him well enough.”

Richie whirled around, just noticing a new face among the usual group, Ben Hanscom.

The eternal new kid, since no one ever moved to ass backwards Derry, was not someone he’d expect to be behind the art building. Maybe reciting poetry or some shit, but not blazing. Ben was sweet and genuine, albeit a little shy. He was no longer the chubby kid he once was, more stocky and muscular now. They weren’t too close, as the tawny haired boy spent more time with Mike and Bev, and if not them, the other dorks (like Eddie and his friends). But either way, dude was pretty chill. Richie just didn’t really want him there mid-meltdown.

“Haystack?! You smoke?!” he whistled, “Ho-ly shit, who woulda thought!”

Ben shook his head, “Uh, no I don’t. Mike and I just had to study for history next block.”

His deep brown eyes flitted to Beverly, who had now stolen back her joint and was playing with the key that hung from her neck. Yeah, studying was the only reason. Not Ben’s excruciatingly obvious crush on the red head.

“We would’ve just gone to the library, but Bev and I made a bet about if you’d be successful or not today,” Mike said.

Richie gasped, “Betting on my failure? Fuck you guys, Benny Boy is my new best friend.”

“I didn’t sign up for that.”

“Hey, I bet on you succeeding,” Mike put his hands up in surrender, “She’s the one who thought you’d screw it up.”

“And I was right. Pay up,” Bev smiled, holding out her palm.

Mike dropped a candy bar in it with a deep sigh. She tore open the wrapping, taking a savage bite of the chocolatey sweet.

“I think you have a gambling problem,” Mike quipped.

Bev shrugged, “Not a problem if I keep winning.”

She grinned, her teeth covered in chocolate and spit. Gross. Ben still looked enraptured. Double gross.

“Anyways, can we focus on the important bet, and the fact that this fuck is impossible! Seriously, Bev, babygirl, pick anyone else!” Richie whined, plopping his bony ass on the cement.

“First off, don’t call me ‘babygirl’,” she flicked the ash off the end of the joint at him, “Second, the deal was anyone. You either woo him or you don’t.”

Richie opened his mouth to complain again but Ben beat him to it.

“I’m sorry, but what are we talking about?”

The other three looked at each other in panic. Ben was friends with Eddie, there was no way he could find out what was going on. The whole thing would be ruined before it started.

“Nothin!” Richie squeaked, “Just uh… bet that I couldn’t ace a group project. I usually just bullshit a lot of that stuff and leave it up to the others if I can. Partner’s just a little… high strung.”

Bev groaned and Mike sighed. A horrible fucking lie. Richie was already trying to formulate a better one in his head.

Ben smiled, “That’s nice, a wholesome, supportive bet. But you really should just communicate with your partner. They might be nervous because of your history is all.”

Richie let out a sound of relief before realizing Ben’s advice could actually be helpful.

“Sure, but I already tried to talk to him and it didn’t go well,” he explained.

Bev and Mike raised their brows, catching on.

“Well, how did you talk to him?” Ben asked, “Was it an ambush or a friendly conversation?

Bev snorted, “Ambush, knowing Richie. He doesn’t do friendly conversations.”

“Maybe with you, because you’re on my ass all the time,” Richie shot back, “But uh, she’s right. Shouldn’t matter though, everyone knows that’s how Tough Guy Tozier does his business.”

Mike groaned, “Please don’t call yourself that ever again.”

“You’re just coming on too strong. You have to consider what he likes, what he wants. A good partnership comes with compromise and communication,” Ben nodded sagely.

Richie ruffled his hair, putting on his trusty British voice, “Thank you Advisor Hanscom. Your wisdom is greatly appreciated.”

Ben smiled awkwardly, his eyes going to Bev once again, “Course.”

He took the joint from Bev, inhaling the musty smoke and blowing it out his nostrils, the burning sensation familiar and welcome.

“And maybe, you should talk to him sober next time,” Mike suggested.

Richie laughed, “Don’t be ridiculous.”

By the time the final bell rang, he was still feeling defeated and unsure of his next move. Sure, he’d have to dial back his trashmouth charm, try to seem actually invested in Eddie but… that wasn’t going to happen if the brat never talked to him again. Richie had to find a way to break the tension between them, start fresh.

He sulked to his locker, pulling out his shit from the looming mess. Loose binder paper and pencils fell onto the ground, and Richie just wanted to bang his head against the wall of metal. Also, go home and smoke while playing video games but, mostly, hit his head repeatedly. Maybe he’d lose enough brain cells to forget the entire day.

After a few moments of excessive cursing, Richie grabbed what he needed and got everything that fell back into the locker. He noticed a new post it on the door just before he closed it.

Don’t give up :) <3 - mike

Richie smiled, and slammed the locker shut with a resounding clang. With a little stretch and a fix of his glasses, he strolled through the halls, making his way to the parking lot to wait for Mike.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bill and Stan loitering around the halls as well, engaged in (an undoubtedly boring) conversation.

He remembered Bill and Eddie’s facebook status’ about exciting plans for tomorrow night and decided he should investigate.

“Billiam! Staniel!” Richie called as he approached them, “What’s up?”

The two stopped talking and looked up, Bill smiling while Stan rolled his eyes.

“H-hey, Richie,” Bill waved. Richie noted that his stutter had gotten a lot better just over the past year. The two of them had shared a few classes when they were juniors and were pretty friendly with one another. At least compared to his relationship with Eddie and Stan, who also seemed to hate him for no reason.

Speaking of, the prim and proper boy was glaring at him, “Didn’t get enough of being a nuisance at lunch?”

Richie raised a brow, “Whatever do you mean?”

Stan scoffed, and opened his mouth to respond, but Bill put a hand on his shoulder, “N-nothing. Stan’s just… on edge. What’s up w-with you?”

“Not much, just trying to figure out what my plans are for tomorrow,” Richie shrugged, “Got any suggestions?”

“The only thing on your mind is where to party? Not surprised,” Stan quipped.

Richie shoved his hands in his pockets, biting his tongue. Snapping at Eddie was what caused his whole operation to go south, and he couldn’t mess up this second chance.

Bill ignored the tension between them, “Well, usually w-we don’t do t-t-too m-much, but it’s s-senior year. Probably going to Peter Gordon's party.”

“That kid’s an ass.”

“Coming from you, that’s rich,” Stan commented, his arms crossed.

His grinned, “Well, yeah, I am Rich.”

Stan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Yeah, he is, but he’s also s-super wealthy,” Bill avoided another ‘rich’ pun, “Meaning he’ll h-h-ave q-q-quality shit.”

Richie beamed, “Ah, I get it. You’re Robin Hood-ing that fuck. I like your style Billy Boy.”

He clapped Bill on the shoulder, and the other boy blushed slightly, “W-well, it wasn’t j-just my idea. Eddie and Stan helped.”

“Eddie? He’s coming with you guys?”

Bill shook his head, “N-no. He was supposed to, b-b-but that art thing came up so he h-had to cancel.”

“Art thing?” Richie asked, suddenly intrigued. This was the information he wanted.

“Yeah,” Bill nodded, “It’s this show that happens every month. At Jester Theatre. He always goes.”

Stan not so subtly elbowed Bill in the ribs, hissing at him to shut up.

“W-what?!”

“Yeah, what’s got your steamed panties in a twist Uris?” Richie smirked.

Stan sent him a scowl, “You know very well Tozier. Eddie told us all about what you did at lunch. Back the fuck off.”

“S-stan, I don’t think he meant--”

“No, Bill, he did,” Stan interrupted, “I don’t know what your game is, but if you hurt him…”

Richie put his hands up in surrender, “Hey, I’m not going to hurt him. He seems pretty strong anyways. I mean no harm.”

Stan didn’t look convinced at all. Fair enough.

The air between the two was tense, but Bill broke it by clearing his throat, “So, uh, will w-we see you at the p-p-party?”

Richie shook his head ‘no’, “Probably not. I have some more sophisticated plans lined up.”

a/n: hope you liked it! next chapter is p much all richie and eddie so get excited. if you enjoyed i would love hearing your feedback

oh and this is eddie’s gay hat if you were curious

#reddie #reddie fic #he's all that #my writing #it fic #yeah still have no idea how to tag this

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GOT7 Hogwarts Moodboard AU Introductory Post

Kunpimook Bhuwakul (Bambam) : Slytherin

Extra AF

This boy is just doing too much. All the time. For no reason other than to just be doing it.

Most people call him Bammie

Kunpimook is a mouthful - he also won’t really respond to it, mostly because sometimes he forgets it’s his name because nobody calls him that. Like, what are you even doing, are you new here!? “Kunpimook? Hello!? Kunpimook? BAMBAM!?” “What? Were you talking to me? Call me by my name then, idiot.”

Cute AF

Bammie also serves looks like nobody’s business. Probably the most fashion forward wizard in the goddamn country, okay?

Which is probably why Bammie likes being a metamorphmagus so much. He can change his hair, eyes, and facial features at will to basically whatever he wants.

Sometimes he uses that advantage to make himself look older. His hyungs call him out on his bullshit every time, though. “I’m at least ten years older than you!” “Yah! I will smack you into last night.” <-- Jinyoung, probably.

Sassy AF

He’s also obsessed with keeping up with the latest celebrity trends. Wizarding or Muggle world - he does not care. His favorite thing to do is piss off purebloods with muggle trends.

Smartass AF

Refuses to work out. As far as he’s concerned that shit is annoying.

Legs for days - like where TF does he put them half the time, nobody knows.

Don’t beat yourself up if you can’t recognize him. He seriously loves to use his ability to mess with people.

Bammie loves to invent spells. He excels in Magical Theory and outside of creating his own fashion line when he leaves Hogwarts (because that’s happening one way or another), he really wants to create spells and charms. He’s good at it, too.

Meme face AF

On the one hand Bammie can be a very mature kid, especially since he’s only a third year.

On the other hand, he’s a little shit and he enjoys giving his hyungs premature gray hair.

This boy is in love with Kim Yugyeom LET ME TELL YOU.

Friendship Goals

Relationship Goals

Broship Goals

OTP Goals

You name it - YugBam has already taken the title for it.

They’re so freaking adorable it’s not even funny.

Jinyoung and Mark love to embarrass them by giving them fake sex talks over breakfast.

Bammie holds a special place in Jackson’s heart. Jackson will purposely mess up Bammie’s hair, Bammie will then tell Jackson he’s an old fatass with no legs, Jackson will threaten to hang him up by his toes and beat him like a pinata and Bammie will retort with, “You can’t even reach that high.”

Two peas in a pod, those two.

Seriously though, Bammie is so in love Yugyeom. It’s so cute. All fluttery and what not.

It makes JJProject wanna vomit...but in a good way. Sort of.

Protected AF

You touch one of Jinyoung’s children and you’re going to die.

That being said you so much as look at any of Bammie’s friends sideways and he will concoct the most elaborate payback and you will suffer.

Don’t forget this boy IS in Slytherin and he is NOT to be trifled with, peasant.

He is typically a people pleaser but Bammie is one of the most ambitious kids in the school. He knows what he wants and he’s gonna go after it and if you’re in his way you’ve got two seconds to move before he forcibly does it for you.

He’s smart, too. So don’t think he can’t.

Jokes for days.

He’s not as funny as Jackson, but he sure as shit tries. When they get together you either can’t breathe because you’re laughing or you’re eternally in facepalm mode pretending you don’t know them. There’s no in between.

Bammie has great grades. He’s a Slytherin and he’s got shit to do, and he’s not about to let an F get in the way of his dreams.

He’s not insane about it, though like SOME people are YESHEISREFERRINGTOMARKBUTWHATEVER.

He has, on more than one occasion, incurred the wrath of Tuan (I fucking love you if you get this reference btw) by bothering him during exam time. They’ll be in the library, Mark will be hunched over his study notes with coffee in his free hand and ignoring the Earth and everything on it. Jackson will be in the room with in, being smart and actually leaving him alone but studying next to him nonetheless just so he can be close, and he’ll see Bammie creep in out of the corner of his eye.

“Bammie...don’t.”

“Oh, come on, hyung. Look at him. He’s got crazy eyes.”

“They’re cute crazy eyes. Don’t bother him.”

“Come on, it’ll be funny!”

“He’s going to kill you - you know that right?”

Bammie acknowledges this, but he is determined. While Mark is focused solely on the chaos that is his study space Bam will move Jackson so he’s out of Mark’s eyesight and morph himself to look like Jackson. His ‘prank’ is in motion.

He’ll come up behind Mark and practically yank the coffee cup from his hand. This will certainly get Mark’s attention...probably not the kind of attention you want from him though.

Looking as Jackson, Bammie will say, “Kisses MarkiePooh!” and puff his lips out like a fish.

“I will give you literally three seconds to give that back to me.”

“Aw, but Markipooh, you wouldn’t hurt your boyfriend, would you?”

“You think I don’t know what my boyfriend looks like? One.”

“What do you mean? I just wanted a kiss.”

“Three.”

“What? You missed tw--”

Mark has his coffee cup back in his hand and poor Bammie is on his ass turning an odd shade of maroon as the hex forces his features back to normal.

“Good one, baby.” Jackson tells him, knowing Mark is already back on Planet Bananas. “To be fair, I told you not too, punk.”

“Who are you calling punk, half pint!?”

Bam is going to get himself killed via his hyungs one of these days. I’m telling you. That’s basically his school year in a nutshell - trying not to die from pissing them off.

They love the crap out of him though. So he’s safe...most of the time.

Trust me, you want Bammie on your side. For one thing, he’s a great ally to have and not somebody you want for an enemy.

For another, he’ll totally fix that horrid fashion sense of yours.

“Oh my god, if I see you wear those awful shoes one more time...”

*pictures and gifs aren’t mine. i made the moodboard but the pictures i got off of tumblr and google. credit to their respective owners.

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daehquns · 7 years

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( * kyong dae-hyun. )

♡ — * » KYONG DAEHYUN looks so cute on the beach !! apparently, ( he/they ) come from ( south korea ) and are a ( twenty ) years old ( pansexual ) ( demiboy ) ( med student ). other hotel residents described them as ( gentle + sage ), but also ( ambivalent - faint-hearted ). don’t you think they look a bit like ( PARK JIMIN ) ?

WARNING: this is really long, my dudes. so long.

hello hi hi, it’s SKY ( 2-o, she/her, cest tz, but an insomniac ) & this is my smol blob of confusion, so if their story confuses you, i succeeded. also this is easily my absolute favourite character ever, so ,,, idk random info. ALSO: i have an exam tomorrow, my peeps, so i don’t think i’ll be around till tomorrow but !! i can’t wait to plot & interact with all of you.

SORTA BIO THING:

[ MISCARRIAGE TW ] kyong daehyun was born in daegu, south korea on the 22nd of february 1997. they were sort of a miracle baby bc their mom went through two miscarriages before them ( she’s rh negative & the babies were rh positive n ,,, i wont explain the biology behind it, im sure yall know that ). they’re an only child. they’ve always wanted a sibling ( an older one ,,,, they always want the impossible things smfh ). so yeah, they were a bit lonely while growing up

they were a very weak child who’d fall ill quite often (their family used to call them aga/aggie/babybc of it … sorta stuck with them to this day ), so much that it affected their education. the poor bean skipped a lot of classes, so eventually their parents decided it was best for them to leave school. they were homeschooled !! altho they now have incredible work ethic bc of this, they didn’t have many friends while growing up :( they sorta didnt even get the chance to develop n test their social skills. they came in contact with their parents, nannies, parents’ business partners, etc … long story short, they were surrounded by adults. this made them VERY mature for their age, even back then.

the greatest discovery of their life was the internet. they had little interest in sports & going outside, so they’d spend their free time glued to the screen of their laptop, either watching movies, youtube videos & tv shows or getting to know strangers from across the world thanks to various websites & apps. they’d often stay up all night n ruin their sleep pattern in order to talk to their friends from other timezones. they made them so happy. so. happy.

their parents sort of made them pursuit a medical career, though, they literally have -10 interest in it. not 0. -10. they just want to make them proud, ok ?? especially since they’ve always been an incredible student n studying came easily to them. they were praised while growing up, so naturally they started thinking they were exceptional as well.

COLLEGE ! they. hate. it. hate it. like, they are fallin apart n are like “wow so what is this, i thought i was smart ?? they told me i was the most intelligent kid in the world wHY cant i do literally anything now w o w im so average yUCK”. i mean, they still get good grades, but they ARE struggling.

[ PROFESSOR/STUDENT RELATIONSHIP THING TW ] … idk maybe someone’s triggered by that. anyway, there was a class that made them 11/10 done with life & they were sure they’d fail it n ruin their entire life, so they approached the professor ( who ,,, was rly hot n made hyunnie weak in the knees ok ) n were like “i will literally do ANYTHING in order to pass this class ,,,,,, pls”. like, they had 0 shame bc they were so done with it. n ,,, long story short, they ended up sleeping with the professor … ,,, multiple times. t was bc of the grade the first time, but … they’re pretty much in love with him now. and they’re a bit foolish, they hope he’s in love with them too. n idk they sort of dream about being in a real relationship with them. l mao … my poor kiddo.

COOLER INFO THING:

nicknames include: hyunnie, dee, mochi ( i have to steal that from jiminieeee bc yes. my squishy bol of cuteness ), aga/aggie/baby. or just call them dae or hyun honestly

daehyun is a demiboy ( they/them or he/him. if you refer to them as she/her, they will feel uncomfortable, but they will not have the guts to correct you. lmao one time they watched a woman make them european-style pancakes with nutella & cherries, even though they asked for a nutella/banana combo. they did not correct her. they ate half of it, left with a pout on their face n were sad for the rest of the day tHATS HOW ANXIOUS N SHY THEY ARE BYE ). anyway, as i said —— demiboy. panromantic ( very romantic, a huge dreamer. the type to imagine cute scenarios with their crush before falling asleep ). pansexual, though the most attracted to masculine physique buT !! they’re too self-conscious n emotion-dependent that they can’t have sex with just about anyone. n o. byee. like, the thought of getting naked in front of someone is terrifying to them, so they really need to trust n know the person. i wouldn’t call them demisexual though, since they do experience sexual attraction without having an emotional bond, they just … can’t let go of their ~stupid insecurities~

[ FOOD TW ] they don’t eat meat. yes, they do love animals n feel sad about those poor things, but that’s not the main reason why they don’t eat it. the smell, the look, the taste of meat makes them incredibly sick. when they were smol & had any sort of meat for lunch, they’d sit at the table for 5 hours n eat everything BUT the meat. most of the time, they used to give it to their dog who was v chubby bc of them. lunch was the worst time of the whole day for them, it was suuuuuuuper bad, especially since their parents didn’t understand their problem n called them spoiled. now that they are away from home, they’re super happy cause they can eat whatever they want ( sweets n pastries ). this bish ALWAYS has a lollipop in their mouth n a candy bar with them.

why are they obsessed with lollipops ? thanks to them they destroy their nails n cuticles LESS when bored, since their mouth is occupied. you can determine how life’s goin for daehyun just by looking at their hands. when everything’s good, their nails are painted ( the execution n design also say a lot about how much free time they have n how clear their head is ). when everything’s shit, they aren’t painted, they are bloody and sore, skin completely damaged, so much that it hurts to touch items with the very tips of their fingers. everything burns n they’re wincing 25/8.

they always have literally everything with them. you need a tissue, a comb, a hair brush, a band-aid, a hand sanitizer, a nail polish, some water, something sweet, a set of stem cells & a cure for every illness in the world ?they have it all. they’re always prepared for every situation. this is bc of their huge fear of facing a situation for the first time unprepared. also … you should never make them order food on their own or make a serious phone call or wtvr bc .. they can’t do that.

they’re fluent in english, but pls don’t throw big words at them :( they feel so embarrassed when they don’t know what something means. they go home & write the new word on one of their colourful cards, along with its translation to korean, a smol explanation & an example sentence n they have loads of those cards that they reread whenever they have time. when they learn a new word, they love showing off lmao dumbass

while they were back in korea n spending time on youtube, they used to watch a lot of kpop mvs + makeup tutorials n fell in love with makeup n wanted to look as beautiful as the people in those videos. they started stealin their mother’s makeup n used to be awful at paintin’ their face, but got better with time. they used to save money for eyeliners n primers n highlighters n all sort of shit n they’d hide all the products in their room n play with them whenever they were home alone. they know it’s their true passion& call, but they are so discouraged by the fact that they can’t even walk outside wearing makeup. they aint confident enough & still don’t think they can pull it off.

they made a new youtube account with the intention to post their own tutorials, but … mm, there’s still 0 uploaded videos on that channel

i’ve been struggling to decide which hair colour to go with … black, platinum blonde, silver or pink n i chose …pink.

they’ve never been in an actual relationship. never cuddled, or did couple-y things. their professor took their virginity, so … ya. that’s one of the reasons why they’re refusing to let him go.

[MEDICATION TW] as i mentioned before, they were a weak child who was often sick and had bad migraines ,,, this sort of got them hooked on medication ?? like, they will convince themself that their head is hurting and jus pop a pill without any need to do so ,,,, like, they are 110% sure they need pills to function normally every single day.

nature !! the world !! they love it.

aesthetics hoe !!!!!!!!! will sell their soul for the things that please their senses

they know how to draw well. they lololololove drawing comic book characters. like, they have their own characters already

dancing !!! especially contemporary ! bc ,,, i have a lot of those gifs n icons that i gotta use

loves apples ?

wants a cat. d e s p e r a t e l y

PERSONALITY:

i think it’s quite obvious that they’re a very anxious, shy & alert person 24/7 and i guess that you can see how their upbringing had a lot to do with it. i don’t view their shyness as cute and adorable, but they definitely aren’t grim either. they’re just closed-off. they’re not used to sharing personal stuff with other people, at least not face to face. online, everything’s different.

most of the time they’re like … “uhhhhh, people - i’d rather not. that can get me in a lot of awkward n uncomfortable situations n i’d rather avoid that’. they don’t find solitude depressing. they enjoy their alone time, they find comfort in it. they are very aware of the fact that their social skills suck & as i said a part of them doesn’t give a damn, but … another part is worried bc if they truly want to be in the makeup world, they will have to learn to be a people person, have a fantastic charisma n ,, talk to people ? lmao

their zodiac sign is pisces n they HATE IT lol they’re like “i’m not a whiny baby emo dreamer ew go away” so they keep telling people that their zodiac sign is aquarius bc it’s close enough n they find them cool n admire the description of the seemingly stoic sign that goes through life with their brain rather than their heart. they love to think that they’re strong n logical, that they’re not emotional … but that’s not the case. it’s all an act really

once you demolish their shell, you’ll find the most adorable creature in the whole entire universe ?/ they also love tellin stupid jokes. they almost never finish them bc they laugh too hard at em

they get attached to people VERY easily n then they can’t live without them n that freaks them the fuck out. like. they fall in love ten times a day. im. not. kiddin.

they’re all about living life to the fullest, they just have a bit different vision of what true livin is lmao

philosophical af ? hates small talk, always wants to talk abt deep shit

the type to send you memes and stuff that reminds them of you

WANTED CONNECTIONS:

this is so important. online friends. they met online a couple of years ago ( we’ll figure out how ) n now they’re both here and ? hyunnie is so scared to meet them bc they’re afraid that person won’t like them irl, but the desire is bigger than the fear !

similar to the previous one, but it was a long distance relationship ( it ended bc the distance was too much ig ). they only chatted, but they know everything about each other. they were infuriated every single day bc they couldn’t physically feel each other, but they still planned a future together, or at least meeting irl … maybe they now finally have a chance ?

crush. as i said, hyunnie falls quickly for a person. it can be unrequited. it’s just someone they daydream about n sigh over. or it can be the other way around, but hyunnie is quite clueless n doesn’t pick up on their hints.

friends ?? the plot depends on your charrie tbh but dw about it, i usually have 57430865026701348 ideas, so ya.

i have no idea what else ,,,, imma go make a wanted connections tag n reblog some plots probably. bUT HEY feel free to send plots my way, i luv that

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tigren · 7 years

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im going to do the 30 day neopet challenge but im going to do it in one post under a readmore bc i will almost certainly forget it within the first week if i do it the proper way, i don’t think anyone is going to care about my responses in particular and i don’t want to spam people daily, and most importantly: im super bored right now

Day 01: When did you start playing Neopets and how old is your current account?

my first account got purged but i saved the date that i created it. i had my 14 year neopets anniversary last month WOW!!! my current account will turn 11 in may.

Day 02: How did you find out about Neopets?

i think my brother made a neopets account when he was like 10ish, he didn’t get super into it but my dad also made an account and got really involved with the site!! i was like 6 or 7 and i just really liked poogle solitaire (rip). i don’t think i actually knew how to play but it amused me and my dad let me continue playing because he got stuff for it. but eventually i guess he got sick of me being on my account and made one for me. my first username was bleubaby_72, which is named after a doll i had as a much younger child (Blue Baby, misspelled) and i don’t think the 72 means anything. my first pet was a yellow aisha whose name i don’t remember... my dream pet was a desert aisha (would still die for a UC desert aisha, i wouldn’t say theyre my fave but THE SENTIMENTAL VALUE.......)

Day 03: Favourite Neopets species?

i love boris! and yurbles recently shot up my list of fave pets, but i don’t like a lot of their colors. i generally prefer neopets that are mammalian (but not as a rule necessarily) and have features of real animals but can’t necessarily be pinpointed as a certain real species. like, aishas and wockies are cats, gelerts and lupes are dogs, grarrls are tyrannosaurus rex, elephantes are duh. and thats fine and good i still like a lot of those species! but yurbles for example have that hedgehog/bear thing going on but they also have their weird spiral ears and neck ruff. and thats my favorite thing.

i also really like unis because i’ve been a horse girl since childhood n never grew out of it, and they have great colors. and aishas were my first fave and will always be one of my favorites. so i can appreciate pets that can more easily be represented by 1 animal.

Day 04: How many pets do you own and which is your favourite?

ummmmmm 14 i think? there might be a few other pets rotting on sides that i kinda forgot about, i’m too lazy to check. Abbur is my favorite, he’s my pink bori baby boy and i just care about him with all my heart. i really like his customization and none of my pets have any real “stories” or anything but most of them have vague personalities and histories and his is more developed than any of my other pets. Alabryss is another fave, i’ve had him for FOREVER and he’s always been a uni but he’s gone thru a billion color changes. he’s royal now and will almost definitely be royal for the rest of his life. his name is a misspelling of the petpet Alabriss (i think i made him 1 day after they were released) which i didn’t totally do on purpose.. like obviously i got the name from the petpet but i didn’t realize until a while later that i had subconsciously used it. anyway i’m not complaining, i still love him and he has an alabriss petpet named yuni

Day 05: Favourite Paint Brush colour?

OHH HBOY that’s hard!!! off the top of my head w/o looking through colors or anything i like royal and desert bc they’re generally more Elaborate w/ the clothes options and stuff. but i also have a big appreciation for cheap colors like cloud and ghost.. they look good on almost every pet imo. i like starry a lot too, big obnoxious iconic neopets stars. i especially like when starry pets have orange accents.

Day 06: Favourite Labray only colour?

is robot labray only? robot is cool. i guess there’s the robot zapper thing from the dr sloth plot forever ago but does that count?? i think chocolate would be my next choice. i can’t even remember all the labray only colors

Day 07: Favourite Petpet species?

this is so hard!!! i’ve always loved petpets SOO much. i’ve recently started to have a big appreciation for the super like.. generic, classic petpets.. like the kinds youd find in the neopia central petpet shop. they have a certain charm to them and i love them. i’ve always liked crokabeks a lot, theyre sooooo square shaped!! square crows! gruslen & doglefox were my faves as a kid.

Day 08: Favourite Petpet colour?

birthday is rly cute

Day 09: Favourite Petpetpet species?

uhhhhh i don’t know all the petpetpets and never had THAT much of an interest in them. what’s the one that looks like a praying mantis??? i’ve always liked those

ok wait i just looked up a list and petpetpets can be p cute actually. i still like the praying mantis dude, moach, but i also love: cooty, fleaf, lightmite, and zytch. i don’t tend to like art of petpetpets in games and stuff but they’re cute in their regular images.. theyre so small......

Day 10: Favorite Neopian world?

UHHHHHHH since i was a kid i’ve always liked: faerieland, lost desert, and mystery island.

Day 11: Which team do you pick for the Altador Cup and why?

always darigan citadel. i don’t really know why i picked it my first year... i was never like an Edgy Goth Kid or anything. they got 2nd place the first year and i thought that was awesome, and i had also gotten involved with a really fun DC chat group so i joined them again the next year. then they won and that was awesome!! other people in the chat group started joining other teams and there was no reason it needed to be a DC only group (it was called the 30 trillionaires... our “goal” every year was to collectively make it to 30 trillion goals during the season. which is impossible but idk that was what made it kind of fun i guess.. it was just casual yooyuball grinding and chatting with friends lol) so i wasn’t “stuck” with the team but even after they stopped doing so well i stuck with them out of loyalty. i used to be SUPER into the altador cup but i lost touch w/ the chat group and never got into it again

Day 12: Favourite Avatar?

ANOTHER HARD QUESTION!! i’ve always LOVED the bon appetite kelp one.. which i still don’t have. generally i prefer the “older” style of avatars where they were simpler, mostly animated but in a simple way and a lot of the time w/ pixel art elements. i feel like a lot of newer avatars have a way heavier focus on animation, like theyre just lil gifs, they lost a lot of that simplicity. i also tend to be biased toward avatars that have odd shapes rather than just being squares. like gloomy and jazzmosis and taelia. even the circle ones that still have regular borders are pleasing to me

Day 13: Which chat boards do you usually chat in?

i don’t use the boards much... i lurk newbie chat a lot and sometimes try to get involved and talk w/ people but i never keep it up. i was an avatar chat girl as a kid and that’s still the place i feel the most comfortable i guess.

Day 14: Are you in a guild?

nope! i LOOOOOVED guilds and 10 year old me would be so upset to find out that i’m not involved in the Guild Life anyway. imo it’d be really cool if guilds got a rehaul.

Day 15: Favourite Faerie?

mira is my girl.. i like the battle faerie a lot too but i can’t remember her name.

Day 16: Do you have a gallery and does it have a theme?

i have one created but i don’t even know what’s in there, i don’t pay much attention to it. i think i just have a few plushies and petpets and random items i thought were cute or charming. i like the idea of one day having a guild with a cool theme.

Day 17: Do you use the Battledome?

not really. i have my dad’s old account now with a super super powerful battle pet (he was Famous in the BD and i think for a while his pet was one of the most powerful pets on the whole site) so i guess i should take advantage of that but i don’t

Day 18: Do you use the NC Mall?

nah... i use the free NC when i get it, usually. i think i have some accrued on a few different accounts that i just don’t use. it’s kind of a pain in the ass to worry about NC items in customizations on diff side accounts.

Day 19: Favourite shop to shop at?

i rarely even look at neopets shops lol. when i was younger i really liked the faerieland petpet shop. that’s all i got for u

Day 20: Favourite game?

i feel obligated to say spinacles bc it’s my blog title but i don’t even like spinacles, i’m just good at it and there were a good few months when i got a good number of people who aren’t normally super into neopets obsessed w/ beating my score and it Amused me. i’m not even like a spinacles Master but i do know how to get gold Very easily. anyway uhhh i think let it slide is fun and i’m fairly good at it but i hate playing it for np because it feels like it takes forever and it gets boring. i feel the same way about assignment 51 which i also like the Aesthetic of a lot. i have a love/hate relationship with ultimate bullseye II

Day 21: How many items are currently in your Safety Deposit Box?

Items: 1,900 | Qty: 2,828

Day 22: Whats the most amount of Neopoints you’ve ever had at one time?

i hit 8mil recently and then spent some of it on a royal pb. i had planned on going for 10mil before spending any (so i can get that sweet bank account upgrade) but i got impatient.

Day 23: Do you use the Stock Market?

occasionally. i don’t check it every day but i have a decent portfolio

Day 24: Favourite Daily (ex. Coltzan’s Shrine, Tombola, etc.)?

i kinda like the discarded blue grundo plushie or w/e in faerieland. i don’t know his whole stupid name but i remember when he was just a tiny pixel in faerieland that didn’t do anything, so it’s cute that he’s a daily now and gets visited by people more often.

Day 25: Do you decorate your Neohome(s)?

not at all

Day 26: What is a Paint Brush colour TNT should release next?

honestly why dont they just make pet pb colors out of colors that are currently petpet exclusive? birthday and valentine? fuckin.. picnic might be harder to execute but it’s out there and it’s a fun one.

Day 27: Favourite hero? Favourite Villian?

i’m not as educated about neopets lore as i’d like to be i think..... i like nabile, shes a hero right?? and i’ve always like balthazar. he’s a piece of shit.

Day 28: Favourite plot or site event?

my biggest regret is not being more involved in plots as a kid :( i read the comics but didnt participate. i really liked the LDP comic and wish i’d been part of the actual puzzles and stuff.

Day 29: Are there certain items you collect?

i kind of collect cute petpets, i love them and don’t usually get rid of them once i acquire them. same with cute plushies. also i like the poorly drawn items from the “artists day off” days, smelly jelly is one of my faves i think

Day 30: Why do you like Neopets?

there’s... so much to do!!!! like yeah the site is dying and jumpstart is digging its own grave and sooo many parts of the site are dead or broken or whatever but there’s still just, always a new goal to strive toward and a new thing to get into and i think that’s cool.

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