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I feel a bit silly writing this because I’m sure other people must have but I’ve not seen anything about it

(SPOILERS - I’ll also tag)

I really love how we see Coriolanus’s character descent into who he becomes through each of his kills

His first kill is Bobbin. It was self-defence, kill-or-be-killed. If he hadn’t done it, he probably would have been killed himself, but this sticks with him. Coriolanus is horrified when he realises he took someone’s life. He thinks about it for a long time.

His next kill is Mayfair Lipp, the mayor’s daughter. It’s not self-defence, but he sees it that way. In a way, he’s got a point. She would have reported him, and he would have been hanged. So would Lucy Gray, so he shot her. This time, however, he had a choice. Maybe not much choice, but it was there. He chose to shoot her, but it doesn’t affect him anywhere near as much as Bobbin’s death

The third is the hardest. He doesn’t pull the trigger or tie the noose, but he might as well have. He betrays Sejanus. Sejanus who loves him like a brother. Sejanus who he has known since they were children. He made the decision in a moment and he questions himself afterwards, but he still made that choice. He reasons to himself internally that it was necessary and Sejanus was bound to get himself in trouble, anyway, right? Right? So it’s okay. But it’s not okay. The blood is on his hands and he keeps thinking of the moments they spent together before the betrayal. He benefits from his death and is rewarded for his loyalty. How ironic

Next is Lucy Gray. Possibly. For argument’s sake, let’s say he did kill her. He calls out for her, his gun slung over his shoulder. He realises how she might be scared, the gun sending the wrong message… but he doesn’t put it back. He brings it with him, not to use it, he tells himself. He would never use it, definitely not. He just… wants to talk some sense into her. As soon as the snake bites him, he abandons all pretence. Even though he admitted moments ago he understood why she would be scared, now she’s the enemy. Now she has to pay. How dare she. Not even an hour ago, he had plans to run away with her. He claimed he loved her. They were going to be together. Now, he’s chasing her through the trees with a gun in his hands and he’s screaming for her to show herself. He shoots a lot. When he thinks he finally got her, he’s pleased. It was her own fault, he tells himself, for the snake trick. Even afterwards, when he finds out that the snake wasn’t venomous - which Lucy Gray definitely would have known and therefore was only intended to slow him down - he doesn’t have a single moment of regret. The only thing he regrets is falling for her in the first place and he swears he’ll never do it again. His heart is stone. Frozen like snow.

Finally, his last kill (before the ones that take place once this book ends) is Dean Highbottom. This is the first kill that is not made in a split-second. This is premeditated. He carefully adds just enough rat poison to the morphling, sure to wear gloves, and sets his plan in motion. He has every opportunity to change his mind, to not resort to violent means. Not only does he not regret it, he feels proud. Excited, even. He hopes Dean Highbottom will know it was him that killed him

By the epilogue, Snow has gotten over (or buried deep enough) what guilt he had over Sejanus enough to use the Plinths’ grief to his advantage without any conflicting feelings. He’s convinced himself Lucy Gray was the villain who played him, when she was just a sixteen-year-old girl who was forced into a terrible situation. As we know, he goes on to directly and indirectly kill thousands between TBOSAS and THG, too many. I doubt he remembers most of them, just nameless, faceless children. He doesn’t care anymore, not like he did the first time

The whole world is his Arena. Snow lands on top until it melts

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this was so cute <3

how the scream characters would react to their s/o who has pets !!

LMAO I WAS GIGGLING LIKE A FUCKING MANIAC WHILST WRITING RANDY’S PART

WORD COUNT: 1K+

WARNINGS: none, just billy being a dick as per usual lol. some slight mentions of dog shelters. (if you’re anything like me it hurts your heart thinking about places like that)

BILLY

• Is this man necessarily a pet person? No.

• Billy will literally tell you to get a fucking grip if you cry over a fish..

THIS MAN IS AS BLUNT AS THEY COME. CMON NOW.

• He finds cats more peaceful than any other animals.

• He’d much rather a kitty cat being able to snuggle with him than a dog drooling all over the place..

(This most certainly changes the minute you show him the crazy ass cat compilations 😭)

• Billy hates nothing more than people giving pets (dogs specifically) the most dumbass names. Buddy, Max, Milo, you know where i’m getting at, lol.

• If you have a baby lizard, he actually enjoys sitting holding the little creature as it slowly moves around on his hand. (I LOVE LIZARDS SM MAN)

• Though this is him if any animal comes into your room and pisses him off:

• OH BILLY BOY YOU WILL NEVER CHANGE..

STUUUU

• SMOTHERS YOUR PETS WITH EVERY BIT OF AFFECTION HE HAS IN HIS BIG OL’ HEART!

• Dances with your snake around his neck to Britney Spears’ “I’m a Slave 4 U” playing in the background.

• Yes this man will honor Britney in any way he can shush..

• There’s a few animals he’s allergic to so he might be a lil sneezy here and there.

• His eyes get that red and puffed up until the point Billy thinks he’s fucking high or smth..

• But if he loves one of those animals THAT much he’ll just buy allergy meds and tell himself to suck it up.

• Giggles at the vids of dog owners letting their pooches stand up and dance with them.

(So much so, he tries it with your dog himself)

• Has a special thing for Labradors and Great Danes!

• Nah, spiders are def a big NO NO..

• Cannot go into a dog shelter whatsoever. Even if the pair of you were to find one perfect for you guys, his heart aches for the other ones being left behind.

• Would love nothing more than to lay down with a dozen puppies crawling on top of him whilst he plays with the little cuties. OMG.

MICKEY

• I just know y’all would have a black cat named Salem.

• Takes multiple pics of husky puppies in the snow.

• Feels all fuzzy inside when you say you’re the “Momma” of your shared pet and he’s the “Daddy”

• Always lets your pets sleep at the bottom of the bed with you two! (Maybe even further up and snuggled in if he’s feeling particularly nice that day)

• When he’s not busy with his film studies, he’ll watch some movies with your furry friend, letting them sit on his lap whilst stroking/patting the cuddly creature.

• I imagine he wouldn’t necessarily bother with getting a pet that’s not a house cat or a regular dog. But if you decided to go out and get something extremely different from those two sorts, he’d probably be intrigued to see what it was and what it could do.

RANDY

• Randy is most certainly someone who doesn’t mind animals. He’s the kind of person who wants one for the sake of having some extra company.

• He has a golden Labrador of his own, so he certainly won’t be fussed if you tell him you have a dog.

• Stu threw a bit of meat onto Randy’s back without him noticing. Well, until he was screaming when he realised a fucking PIT BULL had been chasing him half way down the goddamn street!

That sort of messed up his thoughts on certain dog breeds for quite a while..

• Unlike Billy, Randy LOVES having popular dog names for his pooch. In fact, Buster is actually the name of his doggie!! :D

• No joke, if you tell this man you have a Tarantula he will avoid your house at all costs. ALL. COSTS.

• He would try and phone you to have a movie night and it would go a lil something like this:

“Hey, my mom’s out of town and Martha went to her friend’s house for the night, you wanna come over? I picked up some movies when I was finishing my shift earlier. I was thinking a horror seeing as it’s fall, ya know?”

“Don’t be silly! Come over to mine! I’ve got Halloween and plenty of snacks at the ready! Jamie Lee Curtis, hello?” You giggled.

“Uh- you know what babe I think i’m *COUGH* coming down w- with um- something.”

“Wait wha-”

“LOVE YOU, BYEEEEEE!!”

• No matter how much begging you do, he’s not coming over.

*You, Randy, Tatum, Stu, Sid and Billy walking home*

“Who’s house are we having that dumbass ‘movie marathon’ at tonight?” Billy snorted.

Randy gave him a look of pure offence. “Hey! It’s not dumb! It’s a HORROR marathon!! That’s what people do in October, Billy. Jesus.”

“Whatever.”

Tatum glanced towards you. “Y/n, I was thinking your house because you have the full Nightmare on Elm Street boxset-”

“ADIOS!” Randy shouted, practically sprinting back the way you lot had already came.

“PUSSY!!” Stu added with a loud echo of booming laughter.

TATUM

• Tatum loves animals so much, especially BUNNIES!

• As much as she may like your animals who are fluffy as HELL, she always carries a lint roller around with her. She hates hairs on her skirt.. (I feel you girl 🥲)

• Does not understand why so many girls freak out at dogs licking their faces. She knows it’s their way of giving affection like chill out??

• Her and Dewey had rabbits as kids, so don’t be surprised if she gets extra excited over the fact you have some aswell, hehe.

• Always asks if she can pet people’s dogs in public. If they appear friendly enough, of course.

• Snakes are definitely not her thing, so if you have one, perhaps keep it hidden when she comes over.

• She’ll try and get you to let her hold your rabbit whilst you watch a movie. (I mean, why not?)

SIDNEY

• Sidney is 110% a cat lover. So much so, when Christmas time came around, you decided to gift her a little kitten as a thank you for how supportive she always is towards you.

• It would be a beautiful little grey kitty named Daisy. And I imagine Sid would definitely spend time with her 24/7. Daisy was one of the only things that made Sidney truly happy, despite you, of course.

• She likes dogs too! She’ll always giggle her head off if your dog gets overexcited when she comes around to visit.

• Literally finds mini turtles so fucking cute. (She is definitely interested to see unordinary pets too!!)

• Much like Stu and Randy, our girl Sid is a big fan of Labradors. Especially black ones. She finds them beautiful creatures, standing proudly with their big chocolate brown eyes.

hey guys! headcanon requests are open if you’d like to see some specific types of hcs with a certain one of these lovely characters! remember to drink plenty of water and take care of yourselves! i love you my darlings, you are always welcome to have kj’s blog as your safe place. always. <3

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Hi! Would you like to maybe write for billy loomis with a GN embittered reader? Like that's just their personality (and also they're tired of everyone telling them they're bitter lol yeah that's me)

hi anon! thank you for requesting!! hopefully this motivates me enough to start writing again with my own ideas on a daily basis lol. i always wrote non stop on my old account, lcnelyghost, but once i got logged out, i just became lazy. BUT ANYWAYS! i hope you enjoy this!! have a wonderful day! :)

WORD COUNT: 476

WARNINGS: embittered/easily irritated reader. apart from that, none, just drunk stu occasionally bashing you and not understanding why you are the way you are

• Both yourself and Billy have gotten along for years. Why, you may ask? Well, it’s because the two of you are almost the exact same fucking person.

• Billy has always been a happy kid, but that was until the unfortunate abandonment he was forced to face after his mother hit breaking point with his father, Hank Loomis. No thanks to Maureen Prescott..

• You on the other hand had always been treated unfairly. Resulting in your never changing personality.

• You are much softer on Billy than you would be with anyone else, he appreciates it but he would understand if you were really struggling on how to act 100% most days.

• When it comes to the people Billy truly loves in a way no one else would understand, he knows better than to question their pain.

• The only little shit that has a problem with your mood is Stu. Mostly when he begs you and Billy to come watch a horror movie with him at his place on Friday night. You both agree and head over (even though your internally screaming that you’d wished you stayed home)

• Throughout the movie, Stu heads to the kitchen to get yet another bowl of popcorn, leaving you and Billy to talk quietly in the living room. You feel more calm, though nothing changes the irritated feeling of having to sit in Stu Macher’s house watching Halloween for the millionth time. God, you swore that guy had a hard on for Jamie Lee Curtis every single day of the fucking week.

Billy had already warned Stu not to tease you about how you may be such a ‘grouch’ as the other tall male constantly nicknames you.

He returns to see you staring at him but darting your eyes elsewhere when he caught you looking, that old frown of yours never leaving your face.

“Christ, Y/n.. crack a fucking smile, huh?” Stu mocked whilst giggling. He’d had a couple of drinks, leading to him now bluntly stating his opinion. More like always..

Billy glared up at the older boy through his chocolatey brown eyes, knowing that his stare intimidated Stu, even creeped him out a little.

Stu huffed. “Okay, okay, i’m sorry. I guess I just ain’t that used to being in the company of grumpy bear and their miserable rain cloud following them everywhere they go.”

“Get bent, Macher.”

• Billy always defends you and whatever mood you might be in. Even if it’s a reoccurring bad day for you, Billy will be there for extra support and comfort.

You are his. He chose you for a reason. It doesn’t matter if you are similar to him or the exact opposite, that man is not backing out of this relationship. Both yourself and Billy have a strong bond that no one else can break. And is that destined to change? Fuck no.

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hi!! i am delighted by your lightning asks. could i please request a ⚡ with luke skywalker (star wars)? i hope you are doing well!!

1-3 random headcanons i have about them:

luke definitely has a collection of model starships (the star wars equivalent of model cars, lol) and he absolutely beams if anyone asks him about his collection. he's very proud, but he won't mention it unless you do.

we know that luke likes to be Of Service to people, and that does not stop. ever. he's a master jedi but he will 100% help you fix your tractor or bring your groceries in. you need help deciding the right recipe to use for dinner? do you need help baking desert? why yes, he is very busy but he doesn't have anything to do right now... (and building off that, i just know that means he volunteers to do educational holovids,,,, imagine you're sitting in your biology class and jedi luke skywalker is the host for the video, à la captain america in health class asdfghjhgfdfgh)

he's just... constantly whistling. very well, too.

an au or fanfiction trope i think the character would do well in:

royalty au, clearly. this is 100% fueled by the "what if anidala lived and were happy," au that i always see fanart for on my dash (lovely, amazing, showstopping, incredible, by the way. the pathos in every single one of those artpieces..... unmatched), but luke as a prince???? he has the dreamy yearning!!!! he'd be good at politics!!!! he'd have a frankly spotless public image!!! he'd be the people's prince, and if we decide to keep him force sensitive, he's also jedi prince!!!!!! how cool is that????? so clearly everyone loves prince luke, and really, the ship possibilities in a royalty au are endless. politically arranged marriage to lovers? bodyguard romance? or (my personal favorite) prince luke falls in love with a diplomat or a very successful merchant who visits the palace frequently but is always gone after two or so days, leading to much letter writing, and pining from a distance.... and even if they could be sure the other loved each other with the same ardency, how could they possibly be together? the status difference is too great! the diplomat/merchant could never give up their life and career! the prince could never prioritize marrying for love! besides, what would the public think! (well, seeing as they love literally EVERYTHING luke does...) i just think luke skywalker as a prince is neat, and every royalty au i've ever read ends in a happily ever after, which is everything he deserves <3

where they should be taken on a date or relaxing day off:

watching the sunset, stargazing, or watching the sunrise are all perfect moments in time, according to luke. he loves the stillness of them - the promise of more: more days, more nights, and more galaxy beyond what he's always known. take his hand, trace patterns on his warm skin or just weave your fingers with his. he'll lean his head against your shoulder or chest and smile at the way your heartbeat jumps. ask him about things - anything you can think of: personal, agricultural, spiritual, academic - he'll do his best to answer it all, and if you stumble upon something he knows really well, you can laugh at how excited he gets, and how animated his tired voice becomes. even now. even here.

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i'm actually crying because jesus christ i've finally found what i want.

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Chad Meeks-Martin x Reader: if it’s meant to be...

Warnings: Swearing (probably), alcohol, frat party, scream vi, there’s a female roommate of reader involved.

Tags: halloween party, cowboy!chad, cowboy!reader (reader is dressed as a cowboy/girl/enbie), love at first sight, flirting.

Reader pronouns: Non stated (reader is dressed as a cowboy/girl/enbie).

Word count: 1033

Summary: Reader is at the halloween party, and Chad sees them (and instantly falls in love).

Author’s note: CHAAAAAD <3 there’s not enough appreciation for this man, or maybe there is but i haven’t seen a lot. also chad cowboy brain rot. also this is spoiler free if we ignore the cowboy!chad and halloween party setting :)

criticism, comments and reblogs are always appreciated! requests are open, especially for scream! hit that anon button and tell me your ideas. in the scream fandom, i write for billy loomis, stu macher, mickey altieri, chad meeks-martin, mindy meeks-martin, tara carpenter, anika kayoko, laura crane

The music was loud, the house stank like alcohol and sweat and your head was buzzing a little bit as you made your way through the immovable people standing on your way to the kitchen. You had lost sight of your roommate since the moment you two had come in through the door. College parties, especially frat parties, were painted way more glamorous than what they really were, but it wasn't like you were having a bad time.

You hadn’t had a single drop of alcohol in the whole night, a good decision considering how overwhelmed you were now, but you also weren’t paying attention. Your absolute lack of interest was the reason why you didn’t notice the way you instantly caught the eye of a certain cowboy while you were on your way to the kitchen. With a smile to his friend, Chad left Ethan on his own once he had come to the conclusion that he needed to talk to you and find out who you were.

He spotted you instantly once he came into the kitchen — it wasn’t too difficult, considering that by now the people were too wasted to drag their asses into the kitchen for more alcohol. Apart from you, sitting in the counter with an empty but cold can of coke against your forehead, two sheepish frat guys were there as well, laying on the floor and blabbering about things Chad couldn’t care less about. When your beautiful eyes landed on him, he felt his heartbeat quicken, like a middle school boy.

“Hey.” Chad said, smiling brightly, and to play it cool he started making himself a drink with the half empty vodka bottles in the center table.

You eyed him up and down, a little smile slipping into your lips. “Howdy, stranger.” You finally said, tilting your head while grabbing your own cowboy hat. It was a simple and basic costume, but it was cute and certainly made you look good. 

Chad’s smile grew wider. “Cool costume.”

A little chuckle came out of your mouth, making you look down as you started dandling your feet, with your hands kept safe under your thighs, the can long forgotten by your side. You didn’t give an answer, but the silence — stained by the noise and music outside — was comfortable enough for Chad to keep going. 

“You want a drink?” He asked, his hand already holding his cup, and lightly gesturing towards the vodka.

“So soon?” You teased, more because you weren’t about to let him be the only charming one than because of you not liking him — you did. He was cute, and looked really nice and even funny. “You don’t even know my favorite color.”

His smile was so genuine, so nice. “Do I need to know it to get you a drink?”

“Or at least my zodiac sign.” You said while tilting your head, so the hat wouldn’t cover your view of him.Then, you added rather gloomy, “What if I were a scorpio?”

“I like scorpios.” Chad answered quickly, then took a sip of his drink. His face started to hurt from smiling.

“What if I weren’t a scorpio?” 

Chad couldn’t help but chuckle at your speed. “I’d like that too.”

You laughed with him, genuinely enjoying that flirting with him. He really did seem like a sweet guy, so after joining your hands on your lap, you said, “Great. Then you can get me a drink.”

“So soon?” He said, eyebrows lifting as he mimicked you. You bursted out laughing, the sweetest sound he had ever heard. “You don’t even know my name.”

You tilted your head again, to the other side, and held back the little smile blossoming on your lips. “You look like you have a cool name.”

“I do?”

“Yeah, like Rex or Max. Something like that.”

Chad raised an eyebrow. “Those are dog names.”

“Then what’s your name?” You asked with a little laugh.

“Chad.”

“Chad.” You repeated softly, and he found himself adoring the way you said it — God, was he down bad, and with no explanation other than your charm. You smiled. “It first you.”

He came a little bit closer to you, leaning against the counter but letting you space to breathe, move, be comfortable. You appreciated that. “You’re not telling me yours?”

Before you could even answer, your name was called out from the hallways, prompting you to jump down from the counter and take a few steps to the door. You eased up when you saw your roommate walking your way with a dumb, loving smile in her face that gave away her intoxicated state instantly. 

When she came in, she wrapped her arm around your shoulders and hugged you loosely, and Chad feared you were already taken — had he misinterpreted your kindness for flirting? He hoped not.

Your friend looked up and her eyes widened slightly when he saw Chad there, shirtless, and looking at you two rather cautiously. “Oh.” She said with a sweet smile, waving her hand slightly. “Hi.”

Before Chad could do more than smile at her, you squeezed the hand around your shoulders. “You’re drunk. We’re going home, uhm?”

“Alright.” Your roommate muttered rather hesitantly, but still smiling.

Still keeping her arm around your shoulders, you turned to Chad with an apologetic smile. “Sorry. You’ll buy me that drink another time, Chad. I have to take my friend here home.”

“Of course.” Chad smiled, because you were promising to see him again. You also weren’t a couple. “Do you need someone to walk you guys?”

“Oh, it’s alright.” You assured, your smile growing wider because of his sweetness. “We don’t live far. See ya.”

“Wait, wait!” Chad moved closer to you as soon as you started moving towards the door, making you raise an eyebrow. “Give me your number?”  He tried that flirty smile on.

You chuckled slightly. “If it’s meant to be we’ll meet again, don’t ya think?”

Rushing your friend out of the kitchen, you two disappeared in the crowd of people and Chad stood there, dumbfounded, hand around his drink and with the silliest smile on his face. He really fucking hope it was meant to be.

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how can you be anti-dean or anti-sam? i literally relate to both of them. i could never 'cancel' them for their human mistakes rooted on deep trauma that both of them experienced of different levels and aspects.

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did they also have to fight my demons (mental illnesses)?

“Don’t say you don’t have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo Da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson, and Albert Einstein.”

— H. Jackson Brown Jr.

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AW THIS WAS SO CUTE

HIIII!! so, all of your mickey fics have been a blast to read lately, and i was wondering if i could send in a little request? the reader (gn, male, female, your choice!) knows that it’s allergy season, and mickey’s allergies are soon going to be kicking off. and when they get to class, the teacher is awfully harsh about how mickey appears to be distracting everyone. (even though the poor love just can’t help his allergies) so the reader snaps back and basically decides to tell the teacher off and insists mickey returns to his dorm, snidely reminding their teacher that they should have let him go the minute they noticed something was wrong. this leads to the reader instantly taking mickey to go rest, and they snuggle in bed together! AHHHHHHHHHH<33

ps: i love your work :)

Delicate

Mickey Altieri X male reader

This one might not be the best as it is currently 12am as i wrote it but I loved this requested and wanted to get it out as soon as i could because it's just so cute!! If it's not that good or seems rushed in anyway i apologise I was tired writing this BUT I must provide you all with as much Mickey x Male reader content as i can!! (Not fully proof read so apologies if there's any mistakes)

ENJOY!!

It was early spring,the start of April to be exact. You loved the spring. The atmosphere, the fresh breeze when walking to your class, the smell of the newly grown flowers, everything about it. Although, you knew Mickey hated it. The second March began, you would constantly hear Mickey complain about his allergies. His allergies were never that bad, usually just a few sniffles here and there, sometimes you would hear him clear his throat but that's it. 

Although today was different. You didn't see Mickey in the morning. You had decided to get up early to go for a quick run and grab a coffee before your film studies class. You and Mickey both shared the film studies class together, it's why it's your favourite. You loved seeing how worked up Mickey could get when trying to back up his point. 

You lost track of time as you were getting your coffee. "Shit" You thought to yourself as you looked at your watch. You were going to be late. You grabbed your drink and handed the cashier you money, telling them to keep the change as you ran out the store. You ran towards your class, praying that it hadn't started yet. Thankfully when you arrived everyone was only entering. 

You took the last sip from your coffee before throwing it away and following the crowd that entered the room. You greeted your teacher as you headed towards your seat. You sat down in it, with Mickey beside you. You turned to him, about to start a conversation. You looked at him. His nose was red, and his eyes looked watery. "Have you been crying?" You asked him, leaning in. 

Mickey turned to you. He looked awful. "No, it's just my allergies" His voice sounded off. You've never seen his allergies get this bad before. 

"Do you want to get out of class? I'm sure Sir would understand" You asked him. You knew it would be better for everyone if he headed back to his dorm. His sniffling and coughing would disrupt the class. Before he could respond, you all turned to face the teacher as he began the class. 

"Ok class so today we will be-" The teacher was cut off by a sneeze. You turned to see Mickey rubbing his nose with a tissue. "Bless you Mickey" He said, getting a muttered thanks from Mickey. He went to continue the class. "Now, today we will-" He was cut off again by another sneeze, by Mickey again. "Mickey, can you try to refrain from disrupting my class?" The teacher asked, clearly annoyed. 

"Sorry sir." He said, wiping his nose again as he cleared his throat. 

"Sir he can't help it" You butted in, annoyed at the teachers reaction.

"I'm sorry?" The teacher looked at you, he wasn't used to this attitude from you. 

"He can't control his allergies sir, he can't just switch it on and off to your liking. I think it would be best if you let Mickey off class today." You looked over at Mickey. He looked terrible. "He's going to continue to disrupt the class anyways and he probably can't even pay attention." 

The teacher stood there for a moment, not sure if he should let him go. "Fine," He said. "Go with him. Make sure he gets back ok and is well enough to attend the next class." The teacher motioned towards the door,his voice showed how annoyed he was with this decision. 

"Ok" You said as you got up grabbing your bag. Mickey got up from his seat too as you reached down to take his bag as well. 

"I can carry my bag" He said. You just looked at him with a smile as you began to walk out the classroom. 

You two began to make your way to Mickey's dorm. Thankfully it wasn't a long walk. Mickey's sniffles definitely were a distraction, you couldn't say the teacher was wrong about that . "They have never been this bad" You said looking over at him. 

"My allergies?" He asked, blowing his nose again. You nodded. "Ah I know. I don't know what's wrong with them today." He said laughing. 

"Well, I think once we get to your dorm you go to sleep." You suggested, elbowing his side. He laughed. 

"I'd like that," He said,sneezing again.

You both finally made it to his dorm. You placed both of your bags on the couches as Mickey headed straight for his room. You headed towards his bathroom, looking for something that could help Mickey. "Hey babe?" You shouted out. "You have anything in here for your allergies?" You asked, looking at the medication he had stored behind the bathroom mirror. 

"Uh, I think there's a nasal spray at the top shelf in the bathroom" He called out in a stuffy voice. You looked up seeing the spray Mickey mentioned. You grabbed some tissues as well and headed towards the bedroom. You entered to see Mickey has already stripped down to just his underwear, clearly ready to go back to sleep. 

"Ok sit here" You motioned towards his bed. He followed your instructions and sat down. You used the nasal spray on him, he was embarrassed by you helping him. You laughed it off, knowing its not such a big deal. "Now go to sleep." You said,placing the tissues on the desk beside his bed. 

"Finally" Mickey pulled the covers up and got into his bed. You headed back to the bathroom to put away the spray. You entered his room again. 

"You're going to be ok?" You asked, standing by the door looking in at him. 

"You're not staying?" He said, sitting up from his previous position. 

"Do you want me to stay?" You asked,not sure why you hadn't thought of staying with him. 

"I'd love for you to stay," He said, smirking. 

"Ok then." You said, heading into the room. You removed your clothing. Mickey's eyes lingered on you as you stopped down to just your underwear as well. You climbed into his bed, laying down beside him. He turned onto his side as you did the same. You wrapped your arms around him, your chest pressing up against his back.You heard him hum in response as you did so. "I love you" You whispered. 

"I love you too" he whispered back. You could tell from his breathing and reaction that he is already falling asleep. His hand held onto yours, your legs moving in to fill the gap between his. He fell asleep in your arms as your hands ran circles over his chest. You focused on how his back raised with each breath, your hand rising with his chest in the same pattern. You felt your eyes start to close, the sound of Mickey's breath helping you fall to sleep. 

You woke up earlier than him. He was wiped out. You kissed his cheek before you climbed out of the bed. You headed towards the kitchen,opening his fridge and grabbing a bottle of water. You contemplated on if you should begin to make breakfast. You decided you should. Suddenly you heard movement in his room. You walked in to see him start to sit up. "Morning babe, how are you feeling?" You asked. 

He looked at you, looking you up and down. He smirked before answering. "Oh I'm still so sick, I think we should stay in bed together." He said sarcastically, faking a cough. You laughed at him, telling him to get up before you went to start making breakfast. You both spent the morning laying on the couch as he went out on one of his stupid movies that he loves. Your head rested on his shoulder, as his head rested on yours. You ran your hand over his thigh as you watched Aliens 2. You were thankful to have someone like Mickey, and you smwere sure he felt the same way for you. He trusted you enough to take care of him after all. 

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Feelings Wheel

This is the feelings wheel by Geoffrey Roberts, shown to me by my therapist. My initial thought was, "what amazing synonyms to use for diverse emotional vocabulary!"

More than that, this wheel is great for understanding your characters inner motivations and reactions to situations. For example, if a character constantly feels helpless, then their overarching characteristics will be that they are fearful.

Characters who are less emotionally aware may use words and act in the inner most circle. Those much more aware of their emotions may describe themselves or express and use words from the outer most circle.

Hopefully you guys find this as helpful as I did! Let me know down in the comments.

Happy Writing!

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Being so angry that I want to hurt myself, being absolutely irate to the point where I want to bite my arms and scratch my face and just bleed everywhere and cry and just stab myself with my keys until I feel something again.

But at the same time, not thinking the person that angered me is worth me hurting myself like that. Who the fuck do you think you are to make me feel like this?! Get the fuck out. I am not subjecting myself to the pain of caring about you.

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oh jesus... please stay safe.

ATTENTION ALL GIRLS AND LADIES: if you walk from home, school, office or anywhere and you are alone and you come across a little boy crying holding a piece of paper with an address on it, DO NOT TAKE HIM THERE! take him straight to the police station for this is the new 'gang' way of rape. The incident is getting worse. Warn your families. Reblog this so this message can get accross to everyone.

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i asked my dad "which gender do you identify with?" and he deadpanned "jedi" in such intensity i just accepted the defeat.

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LOVED IT

OH MY YOU WRITE FOR RODRICK i'd like to request dating rodrick heffley headcanons, if you'd like to write them !!! take your time <3

Heyyy bestie 🥰

What dating Rodrick heffley would look like

- definitely would want you to go to all his gigs and have you sit in for all his practices

-gets super embarrassed when his family wants to have you over for dinner

-I feel like he would give you lots of cuddles

-would make you listen to his favorite music artists

-would definitely get super flustered if he saw you in his band t-shirt

-will teach you how to play guitar if you want

-talks about music for hours

-hates it when Greg talks to you

I’m so sorry this is so short 😭😭😭

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there might be scream vii spoilers !!!

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Hey y'all. Things are getting scary for me as a trans woman living in Florida. If certain bills pass, I may lose my hrt within the next few months. I want to raise some funds in the event I have to move out of the state. Anything helps. ❤️

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