#Fake rivalry and pranks for days

[marvelous-llama]

Seventeen recs

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most of the mentioned works is 18+ NSFW, MINORS DNI

pls don´t hesitate to hmu, if any of mentioned links doesn´t work or you have suggestions for more fics... thank you so much for all the love and comments

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calico by @cheollipop

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 3.1k) exes - angst, smut the heartache from a past game of cat and dog—leaving you with nothing but a stained bed and a broken heart—came back tenfold when freshly-chopped hair and a sly smirk greeted you through the cracked-open, tinted window.

deeper in denial by @amateurasterism

Jeonghan x gn!reader (wc - 2.8k) university AU, friends to lovers - fluff, suggestive if there’s one thing you know about jeonghan, it’s that he’s a tease. what happens when the teasing makes it to soonyoung’s game of spin the bottle?

Gotcha! by @wongyuseokie

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 3.2k) established relationship - angst, hurt/comfort, fluff Jeonghan loves pranks, creating chaos and mischief, and you love it too, but one day he goes too far, and he’s unsure how to fix it because how do you fix a broken heart? 

Enemies to Lovers by @hoshifighting

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 6.6k) enemies to lovers - angst, fluff, smut Once inseparable childhood friends, their bond takes an unexpected turn when you start dating in middle school. Jeonghan's behavior becomes increasingly erratic, transforming him from a supportive friend to a constant source of annoyance. Now, in college, the tables turn, but Jeonghan remains a delightful pain in the ass as old flames are rekindled in the midst of playful banter and undeniable attraction.

I Hate U, I Love U by @wonusite

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 20.8k) enemies to lovers, university AU, fake dating, rich kids AU - angst, smut, fluff, hurt/comfort After finally managing to escape the lifelong rivalry you once had with Yoon Jeonghan, you’re unexpectedly thrown back into the undesirable feud after receiving a scholarship to the most prestigious private school in the city. Despite your attempts to leave the past in the past, you discover too late that you’re the only one interested in letting the vendetta go. Years later, there’s a switch in dynamic when you’re the one unwilling to let it go.

lucky girl by @horangare

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 14.9k) fake dating, friends > strangers > lovers, model!Jeonghan - fluff, smut, angst jeonghan has no interest in a relationship, however it seems that everyone else is sticking their nose into his nonexistent love life. you’ve been in love with him for as long as you can remember, but that was ages ago. he shouldn’t remember someone like you, but he does. and he wants you to be his girlfriend (just for a little while though, right?)

series

How many times does it take to get smarter?, How many chances are too many? by @veethefreeelf

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 6.3k + 14k) best friends > fwb > strangers > lovers - fluff, smut, angst Jeonghan and you start a fwb relationship after years of being best friends. He only has two rules: no feelings and no kissing. Who’s going to break the rules first?

my heart is beating for two by @seuonji

Jeonghan x fem!reader (wc - 1k + 1.4k + 2.4k) strangers to lovers, mutual pining - fluff you’re a worker at the daycare and of course, your main priority is the safety of the kids. how’d you deal with an unfamiliar face trying to pick up one of the kids one day? part 1, part 2, part 3

#seventeen #seventeen x reader #seventeen smut #seventeen recs #jeonghan #svt jeonghan #yoon jeonghan #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan smut

[splishsplashyouropinionistrash]

hello hello my loves, it's been a while since I've done a fic rec list and I'm feeling *inspired*

my qualifications are that i'm a loser and have read over a thousand fics so far in 2023

Was Sorta Hopin' That You'd Stay by jaydreamz (8/8)

Minyard Josten rivalry but they actually hate each other. They have a prank war. It's beautiful.

Eighteen Wheels And Three Beating Hearts by Autumnalpalmetto, IKnowWhoYouAre_Damianos (21/21)

Small town AU, Neil is a trucker with a son and Andrew runs a diner. So many found family feels, was giggling like a child the whole time. Connor owns my heart.

Die Free Or Die A Failure by Mickey_99 (54/54)

This one. This one!!! It's so good. Like, so good. It's a Raven!Neil fic, where Neil escapes the Nest and joins Kevin at PSU. It's super dark at times, but so lovely? The found family in this one is just *chefs kiss*

I Guess This Is Where I Say Goodbye by Artificiosus (2/2)

Listen y'all. I bawled like a baby reading this one. Full on ugly sobbing. It was amazing. It's MCD, so be careful. Neil gets in a car crash and calls Andrew, but Andrew doesn't pick up. The whole fic is Neil's voicemail and Andrew's reaction. It's so beautiful and so so sad.

Here And Where You Are by pentagrammed (1/1)

This one!!! It's almost sort-of MCD? But not actually. Read it, I'm begging. There's not much I can say about it without spoilers, so just... read it.

Dating & Other Disasters by lolainslackss, moonix (12/12)

Okok but this one. It's fake dating, the Foxes all go to a fine arts school. Neil is an actor and Andrew is a writer. It's so good !!! Andrew's poem lives rent-free in my head.

Murder Boyfriends by justadreamfox (3/3)

Heathers AU!!! It's beautiful, I'm in love with it. Go forth and read.

Better Than A Night Light by Ominous (1/1)

Literally 7k of fluff. Neil watches one of those alien horror movies and gets scared by it (but Drew is there to help, ofc)

Small Angry Gardeners by SensationalSunburst (8 part series)

Neil and Andrew's adventures in homeowning, gardening, meeting neighbors, owning animals, and other domestic bullshit. So fluffy, so sweet, so fun. Simply adore.

Heimkehr Means Homecoming by This_Witch_Writes (2 part series)

Cass is good! Andrew gets a mom! Family !!!! Literally so good, I cried a lot.

What Does 'Viral' Mean? by darkbluebox (1/1)

Kevin is a sports commentator after retirement, and Neil joins him for a game. So much bickering. Fucking hilarious

In Reel And Rout by maydaykevin (10/10)

Fantasy pirates AU. Vaguely Pirates of the Caribbean? So good though, oh my god. Andrew has water powers and shit. Neil is a pirate captain. I'm in love.

The Exy Team Is Nuts: A Survival Guide For The Uninitiated by Cute Negativity Cloud (Ofelia) (1/1)

The Foxes from the perspective of the other sports team. They have a whiteboard with rules for how to deal with them without being murdered/beaten up/insulted to death. It's fucking hilarious

Kill My Mind (Raise My Body Back To Life) by r3mus (1/1)

Ghostface!Andriel. They're murder boyfriends who kill bad people. It was such a fun read tbh

Queer Eye For The Demi Guy by neilwrites (13/13)

Neil goes on Queer Eye. The Monsters + Allison are the fab 5. it's wonderful, I love it.

Baby I'll Bleed You Dry by priorwalter (2 part series)

The Twilight AU this fandom desperately needed. In which Andrew is Edward, Neil is Bella, and many jokes are made. I spend a solid half an hour cackling

The Gaslights Burn Brightly by This_Witch_Writes (8/8)

Okok so Andrew and Neil were childhood friends, but Neil disappears one day and everyone convinces Andrew that he never existed at all. Eight years later, they meet again at PSU. It was so. Amazing. I love this author sm

A Dad By Any Other Name by SensationalSunburst (2/2)

Coach Wymack being a dad for 5k. That's it. That's the fic. (5+1 Wymack being a dad)

Called It Home by jingerhead (1/1)

Neil is spiderman. Spoilers for No Way Home. Guys it's so good !!

What We Ask by constellationqueen (40/40)

Neil gets hurt. Andrew helps him. SUUUUPER dark guys, like. Super dark. MCD too, so watch out. Really sad but so so beautiful, I sobbed so violently my sibling thought someone had died

The Suit Universe by marie_pothos (17 part series)

Ohhhhhh my god THIS ONE!!! My all time fave series. It's a popstar AU, but Neil is basically Taylor Swift. It's all based off of Taylor Swift songs. Absolute must read, even if you don't like TS that much. It's so beautiful, and funny, and so so sweet, and just- I could go on forever about this one.

Shake My Tomb by exactly13percent_OLD (hymbeaux) (10/10)

Butcher!Neil (sorta). kevin goes to Neil for protection from Riko, so neil goes to PSU. So beautifully written, I just re-read it today. It's so good guys.

Take To The Wing by iceEckos12 (20/20)

Neil signs the contract during his Christmas at Evermore. Surprisingly fluffy for a Nest fic, and there are some absolutely wonderful OCs. I would die for Joshua.

Something In Return by reaching_my_summit (10/10)

Neil and Andrew go to Disney World. That's the whole fic. Tooth-rotting fluff, it's amazing

Funky Happenings With The Fox Family by dobbypussypopper (27/27)

THE Fox group chat fic. It's fucking hilarious, I laughed so hard I started crying.

The Marks We Make by Fortheloveofexy (11/11)

Soulmate AU. Guys, this fic. It's one of my favorites. I reread it all the time. It's so good, and so sweet, and just UGH. I adore it so much.

Falling. by Idnis (16/16)

Art School AU where Andrew is a photographer and Neil is a painter. It's so poetic and beautiful, I'm begging you to read it.

Too Gay To Function by gluupor (1/1)

Mean Girls fusion. Andrew is Regina George. Enough said.

And there you go! This is a very very small fraction of the fics I've read this year, so obviously I have more if anyone's interested.

Go forth and read !

#aftg #tfc #all for the game #the foxhole court #andreil #aftg fanfic #aftg fic #aftg fic recs #splishsplash originals #splishsplash recs

[honestlyyoungtyphoon]

Actor head canon time:

Might clash with their characteristics from TRE, cause it's about the actors not the characters from TRE Kdrama (yes it's a Kdrama in my head).

Navier:

Social media: Has twitter and Instagram, not tiktok. Mostly work related posting, hardly posts about personal life.

Friendly on set but not too over friendly. Very punctual and professional.

Seems like a good girl but secretly a baddie 💅 but you wouldn't know 😌

Comes from a rich family. Very determined about what she wants, a wee bit of stubbornness presence.

City girl through and through, won't survive in country area 😭

Established actress, has a fashion house of her own.

Pets: A 🐕 and a 🐈.

Dislikes: Unprofessionalism, mosquitos

Relationship: In public eye single but *wink wink nudge nudge* (I'll do a post about relationship status about Navieshu later)

Extra: Knows ballet, was picked on by a director after watching her performance. Later is history. Now an established successful actress.

Loves ice skating. Learning rock climbing.

Special hobbies: Beating Sovieshu with pillows on set, to the point the director of the drama added it to the TRE script. 🗿

Sovieshu:

Social media: All of his social accounts are handled by a professional team. Has secret personal account for friends and family.

Former successful kpop singer but quit before serving mandatory time in military and then joined acting after finishing his time there.

Takes complicated/bad guy roles to shed his "good boy/prince charming" persona form kpop days.

Friendly on set but loves to tease Navier subtly on set and often falls victim to Navier's pillow. Brotp with Rashta, has funny bloopers. Professional otherwise.

Pets: None

Dislikes: Paparazzi , crowds

Relationship: Single but... *Wink wink nudge nudge*(Navieshu piece incoming later)

Loves camping and long drive, often takes certain someone for long romantic drives 😌

Extra: Knows how to play several instruments, into rock climbing. Currently learning defence arts, cause Navier keeps kicking his butt when he annoys her too much 😂

Rashta:

Social media: Very active and interacts with followers. Posts about cute personal things. But loves to troll from fake accounts. Often posts dance tiktok videos. Sometimes forces Sovieshu under friendly threat 😁

A total pal on set. Has the most funny bloopers. Lights up the place wherever she goes. Loves chaos. A chaos queen 💅, Prankster. One of the very few people knows about Navier and Sovieshu's relationship.

Established actress and a media darling, former miss world winner. First time acting as a villainess. Previously, it was mostly romantic dramas.

Pets: One misunderstood danger noodle 🐍, and two 🐈

Relationship: Rumoured to be engaged to an another established fellow actor (not anyone from TRE)

Dislikes: Hot weather

Loves: Napping, swimming.

Krista:

Social media: All are private, prefers to live low-key.

Shy, introverted but kind hearted, friendly on set. Can be mischievous when needed (under Rashta's influence 😁), closer to Rashta.

Has a strong theatrical background.

Relationship: Married with one kid. Husband is a surgeon. (Cause I want to okay?)

Pet: Recently got a puppy.

Extra: Knows how to play violin. Is the only person that can control Rashta on set.

Has black belt on martial arts. But nobody on set knows about it.

Heinry:

Social media: Very active on social media. Often posts shirtless photos on IG.

A former runway model.

On set, closer to McKenna, Ergi. Has friendly rivalry against Rashta. Never wins against Rashta's pranks.

Rising star, recently got media focus through TRE. TRE is his breakthrough role and getting a lot of attention because of this.

Relationship: Rumoured to be in a relationship with a model but nothing confirmed ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Pet: Three 🐕

McKenna:

Twin flame of Rashta on set. Has funny bloopers.

Appears as a good boy, is a good boy, radiates sunshine energy unless you piss him off

Active on social media and regularly posts on tiktok.

Closer to heinry, ergi, kosair.

Pet: He IS the pet

Loves: Spicy food

Ergi:

Loves to watch drama unfold from distance.

Neither introvert or extrovert. Loves to confuse people.

Often joins Rashta in pranking people but without being suspected by anyone.

Comes off as calm and quiet, totally opposite inside.

Social media: Prefers twitter cause drama 😈

Kosair:

Social media: Fans get most bts pics from him of TRE set.

Often arranges for pizza night out. Overall easy going guy.

Completed his mandatory military service.

Has a good sense of humour.

Has the most embarrassing videos of cast members and their shenanigans.

Never thought of being an actor. Was aiming to be a professional ⚽ player. Changed career after suffering from an injury that ended his dream 😞

After that started modeling then slowly got into acting. Thinking of getting into directing.

Relationship: Newly married to his long term girlfriend.

#that's all for now #I've more head canons about them but I'm tired #and not to mention my main focus on NAVIESHU #remarried empress #the remarried empress #navieshu #navier #sovieshu #navier×sovieshu #my otp #rashta #krista #kosair #ergi #mckenna #heinry #remarried empress cast head canon #webtoon

[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤'𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞 ♣

⤷ female & ambiguous race reader

(what’s the term for when me, the writer, doesn’t say the race of the reader?? I want to know the term bcs I feel kinda like a twat saying ambiguous lol)

If you’re a Gryffindor 

✧ Enemies > friends > enemies again > earned trust back > good friends > mutual pining > in love

✧ You were sitting at the Gryffindor table in the Great Hall, buzzing as you had just been sorted. The cheers had your ears ringing and you couldn’t stop smiling. 

A red-headed girl sat beside you, a grin mirroring yours. 

  “Hello, I’m Lily Evans. This is all just so wonderful!” You shook her hand and nodded. 

“I come from a muggle family, so this is crazy to me!” 

Lily’s excitemement only grew, “you’re muggleborn as well?” She exclaimed. 

✧ You and Lily became friends quickly and soon; best friends. ‘A dynamic duo’, Slughorn would say. Your skills in charms were impressive for such a young witch. And it earned you a seat with Lily at the slug club (although you hated it.) 

✧ You had a sort of rivalry between you and Sirius. As James would pine over Lily, many people joked that Sirius should ask you out. But you quick to retort with a gag or a snort. 

If you’re a Hufflepuff

✯ friends > love triangle with you, Remus and Sirius > realising you and Remus are better as friends > Sirius has to go away for a while > when he comes back you think he’s fallen out of love > grand gesture of his love

✯ You had noticed Sirius ever since your first time on the Hogwarts’ Express. You were alone in a carriage, your tawny owl in a cage, hooting crankily. 

  “Yes Arty I know. But I don’t think I’m allowed to let you out-” 

“Oh I’m sure you can let him out for a little bit,” a young boy with curly black hair stood in the doorway. A bag slung over his shoulder. 

   “Mind if I sit? Everywhere else is taken.” 

✯ You were good friends with Remus; you had helped him find some books in the library. And he could regularly find you there. This friendship meant Sirius would hang about in the library, waiting for James. He earned many looks from the librarian and some days he was kicked out. But he knew Remus would be there, and if not him - then you would

✯ Not being that popular, and having more of a secluded personality. But Remus and Sirius fell in love with your ability to care about creatures so different from yourself. 

If you’re a Ravenclaw

✶ aquaintances > fake relationship > growing closer > him being your first kiss > ‘breaking up’ > back to aquaintances > finding each other in the last year at hogwarts > falling in love

✶ Your mind had never even given Sirius Black a single thought, not until one of the Marauder’s pranks had made your friend a victim. 

✶ Sirius had been given a bet by a Slytherin that he couldn’t ask a random girl out, but instead of having you on, he told you about the bet and you would get a cut of his winnings. 

✶ The more you got to know Sirius, the harder it got to fake how you felt. His personality was just as attractive as his appearance. And you couldn’t help it.

If you’re a Slytherin 

✦ childhood friends > fake enemies > forbidden love > secret meetings > you having to step up and confront your family > showing everyone that you and Sirius are together

✦ You were Sirius Black’s family friend - well, friend is a lose term. You grew up together; knowing about Sirius even before James or Remus. 

✦ You and Sirius had always been close; growing up in cold families made it easy to drift together. You were a pureblood as well, but you really didn’t care. When you saw what happened to Sirius after he stood up to his parents, your heart crumbled. How could you do the same?

✦ You had a big decision to make, would you follow along in your family’s footsteps or become the person you wanted to be? 

⭑  In the relationship Sirius is incredibly loving; his loyalty is unending. Knowing that his love is reciprocated means you will ALWAYS have someone who cares, who has your back. 

⭑ You see a side that not even James, Remus or Peter had ever seen. 

⭑ Letting him know that he can rely on you. That you will never abandon him, or throw him out. 

⭑ He adores how kind you are; how open-minded and caring you can be. Especially to animals. 

⭑ I definitely think you and Sirius would adopt another dog, or maybe two. I say another dog because I definitely feel like Sirius would turn into his animagus randomly. 

⭑ Just like in his dog form, human Sirius would love head scratches. Can you imagine him just laying his head on your lap and placing your hand in his hair??? 

    “Sirius what-” And you just shake your head, letting the corners of your mouth quirk upwards. 

⭑ Visiting Lily and James so so often. You were Lily’s maid of honor, and Sirius was James’. The wedding wasn’t small, nor was it huge. Dumbledore was there, so was McGonagall. Remus and Peter were James’ other best men. Molly and Arthur sat in the second row to the front. (I have a feeling it wasn’t a church wedding?) 

⭑ You like to bite him; sometimes in a sexy way, but mostly in a ‘I love you so much I’m going to bite you’

⭑ Sneaking up behind you and giving you an attack hug

⭑ Remus visits your apartment often

⭑ Absolutely falling in love with little Harry. You and Sirius were the first people that James and Lily told. 

#sirius black #dating sirius black would include #dating would include #sirius black headcanons #sirius black x reader #young sirius black #fancast #sirius black fancast #harry potter #harry potter headcanons #sirius black x y/n #sirius black x you #would include #headcanons #ships

[spoiledleaff]

Adore your hc of Dew being turned on by domesticity, tell me more?

ohohoho, sweetheart, anon, love of my life? i am so glad you asked!!! >:) i won’t lie, i’ve been holding on to this ask for forever, because i love!! this hc? i can’t explain it, it’s just so much fun to write for! :D i tried to do at least one act for each ghoul, so pardon me if there’s quite a bit down below, haha!

but! without further ado, here’s my notes on the ‘dewdrop gets turned on by domesticity’ idea featuring the era iv ghouls! :D oh! this one does get kinda explicit! or at the very least suggestive! you’ve been warned >:)c

✿ ＡＥＴＨＥＲ.

aether is sappy, so sappy. we know this, the ghouls know this, everyone knows this, yeah? i think part of the reason why aeth’s and dew’s bond/chemistry is so great is because aether keeps doing things for everyone, and dew keeps getting all hot and bothered about it, haha!!

i mean, what’s he gonna do? say no to dewdrop? fuck that.

dew would often spend the night in aether’s dorm when he was first morphed into a fire ghoul, so a lot of this began with their shared morning and night routine.

dew is always the first in bed and the first out of bed. blame it on the mismatched energies of having been/being a water/fire hybrid thingy, haha! his personal routine is a bit more random? kind of like that, ‘i’ll get to it when i get to it’ sort of vibe. it’s honestly only thanks to cumulus that dewdrop has a routine for his hair, and thanks to omega that he has a small routine to help maintain his vessel’s integrity.

aether has a much more solid, organized routine than dewdrop. by far! haha! he’s the kind of ghoul who brushes his teeth. twice per day. without fail! :0 goals, honestly.

so, it kinda started when dew was curled up in aether’s bed, watching aeth out of the corner of his eye as aether waltzes around the room grabbing night clothes, putting away his day clothes, talking idly about his day. and even though dew isn’t offering more than a few grunts or groans in response, aether just doesn’t shut up.

but dew notices that aether’s doing the same thing for him too. he’s packing away and folding whatever clothes he shed from the day’s activities and storing everything together.

the kicker is when aether pops into his bathroom and pops back out with a hairbrush in his hand and he’s looking at dewdrop expectantly.

“… what’s the brush for?” “for you, dew. i’m gonna brush your hair before you doze off. you can talk about your day too if you want, but you’re gonna get tangles and knots if you just go to bed like that. i can braid it too.”

dewdrop had a boner the entire time. aether thought he was just being dramatic when dew refused to flip over, haha!

another part of their morning routine is that aether insists that they brush their teeth together. at least for the mornings.

so, dewdrop begrudgingly surrenders to aether, and they’re brushing their teeth together. dew’s letting his mind wonder as he brushes, and eventually he catches himself staring at aether.

the realization dawns on dew that aether’s staring back, and when aether also catches up, the ghoul just fucking smiles at dewdrop through a mouthful of toothpaste and stupid fucking bubbles.

when dewdrop kisses him, aether tastes like that stupid fake watermelon taste of children’s toothpaste.

they fuck on the bathroom counter, and dewdrop wonders if he can somehow prank aether into brushing his fangs with dewdrop’s own cum.

✿ ＲＡＩＮ.

rain’s a bit more secretly sappy than aether. but! rain’s a little bit similar to dew in the fact that domesticity certainly excites them. rain just isn’t as… painfully obvious.

one of the easiest ways to get frisky with rain is to actually get soft and sappy and obedient with them.

the mummy dust bills gif with dew and rain cOUGH— rain is just that silent dom top where one look communicates all you need to know, haha!

it might be because of the borderline rivalry that these two had when rain was first summoned, but their affections for each other are still a bit more… subtle. at least in comparison to most of the others!

regardless though, rain very much thrives on teasing dew! but, it’s actually a bit double sided, haha! it may seem like teasing to others, but to rain and dew it’s their own love language.

when they spend the night with each other, or even if they just happen to be cuddling on the couch with each other, it’s a fucking war for blankets.

while dew feels hot to the touch, his days as a water ghoul have cursed his vessel by always running colder than most fire ghouls, and rain’s just always fucking frigid.

so, the two ghouls would be sharing a massive fucking blanket, shoulder to shoulder. but, the more and more dew fidgets and shifts, the more blanket he ends up snatching. whether it’s an accident or not is open to debate it’s not. he does this on purpose.

rain might occasionally tug them back a couple times, give the little shit a warning before going back to maybe whatever movie they were watching, or to whoever they may have been talking with.

but then dew does it again. and again. and again.

eventually, rain’s just fucking fed up (read: wants to be closer) with him. twists their body around and just hoists dew’s smaller frame right into his lap. no words, except for dew’s surprised screech and maybe a brief moment of flailing limbs and twisting tails before rain has dewdrop in their lap, his back against their chest, and the blanket wrapped around dewdrop’s lap while rain makes a point of sapping all of the gremlin’s beat through his spine.

“what the fuck-?!” “oh, shut up. you keep moving, and i’m freezing.”

there’s a couple mandatory bitter words directed at the other, but they lack the usual bite. all too quickly, they both settle down into a routine they known like the back of each other’s hand. dew hunches over himself and slumps against rain’s chest. rain’s hands are wrapped loose around dew’s middle, those freezing cold hands of theirs sometimes slipping underneath dew’s sweater and caressing the skin there. rain nuzzles into dew’s neck and peppers little kisses as their hands gently smooth over dew’s upper thighs and abdomen.

when rain’s hand wraps around the base of dew’s erection, the little spitfire melts further against rain. they set a slow, gentle pace. and dewdrop shivers and mewls through the whole thing, blindly grabbing around his body until he finds a perfectly grab-able part of rain’s clothes. when he cums, it’s quiet. and rain doesn’t hesitate to lick their own hand clean before softly kissing the mess into dewdrop’s waiting mouth.

✿ ＭＯＵＮＴＡＩＮ.

mountain isn’t necessarily more on the secretive side of sappy, per say? he’s just genuinely clueless about how the things he’s doing can be considered as ‘domestic’ or ‘sappy’.

he’s very observant. the kind of personality where if you offhandedly mention one thing, he’s going to remember it for the rest of his life. and he’ll surprise you with it to!!

when dewdrop shifted into a fire ghoul, his whole waking and sleeping routine was uprooted too. now his consciousness seems to quite literally be tethered to when the sun rises and sets.

mountain has since observed this in relation to the traditional group breakfast time.

if he isn’t too sore from working around the abbey and from rehearsals, mountain will do his best to wake up before the sun even rises, just so he can beat dew to the kitchen. he has this routine perfect timed and down to a borderline science.

by the time dewdrop lazily slinks his way over to the kitchen, there’s already a near boiling cup of coffee perfectly tailored to his magickally-influenced tastes, placed alongside a bowl of sugar, and a small canister of those flavored creamers dew likes using sometimes. the caramel ones. by then, mountain’s already preparing breakfast with some of the herbs he’s just harvested.

(dewdrop’s taste of whether he prefers black coffee or sweetened-to-heaven-and-back coffee depends greatly on his mood, so mountain never actually prepares his drink for him. but, regardless, since shifting his element to fire, his personal palette has grown pickier about the temperatures of most hot foods. if his food is borderline set aflame, his senses will think it’s gone cold. even though to the typical tastebud, it’s still really hot! it’s even more touching because mountain’s vessel is much more susceptible to burns and damage from heat thanks to his element, so the fact that the earth ghoul is quite literally risking the wellbeing of his hands just to make dewdrop a cup of coffee really gets the arousal pooling hot in his gut.)

something else that mountain will do is leave little notes to the various members of his pack and/or siblings and members of the church that he’s close with. while mountain isn’t necessarily social anxious when safe behind the ministry walls, he still sometimes finds it hard to communicate his wants and needs verbally. so, he’ll write and leave little notes instead.

most of the time they can be sweet and sappy, or even just straight and to the point instructions on how to do something. sometimes they’re fucking filthy—

whenever the notes are specifically directed at dewdrop, mountain’s always crafty enough to leave a breadcrumb trail of sorts that leads right back to him. because mountain knows that dewdrop always tries to chase him down.

the notes are always simple, but sweet. stuff like, “your hair looks pretty today”, “your outfit is cute”, “you performed really well today in rehearsal”, “you fucked swiss over real nice from that bet”. little things :)

they never fail to make dewdrop fucking soaked though.

when dew finally corners mountain in the greenhouse, by the chapel, in the abbey grounds, wherever- that little ghoul will fucking tackle mountain to the ground with an earth shattering kiss and the world’s tightest goddamn hug.

“god fucking damnit, mounty, your handwriting’s so fuckin’ pretty-“ “mhn, not as pretty as you look straddling my waist, sweetheart.”

dewdrop will ride mountain until they’re both seeing stars, and mountain will tell dewdrop about all the other notes he had planned to write before he was caught until dewdrop’s squirting with a keen.

✿ ＳＷＩＳＳ.

aether’s more obviously sappy. mountain and rain are more secretly sappy. but swiss is a genuine wildcard of the ghouls!

one thing's for certain, somehow swiss manages to make affection into a competition!

whereas rain and dew once had a... less wholesome rivalry between them, swiss and dew currently have a much more wholesome, friendly rivalry.

mountain and aether find it cute how the two ghouls somehow manage to make almost everything they do a competition.

swiss tossed dewdrop's favorite blanket into the dryer so he can be less cold on the couch? oh, fuck no.

dewdrop snatched some chocolate from a kind sibling and is saving half of it for swiss? not for long, bitch.

swiss has some clothes of his set aside specifically for dewdrop because he knows how much the little spitfire loves drowning in swiss' clothes? how dare he.

dewdrop shares some of his favorite breakfast with swiss because he woke up late and mountain has already retired to the greenhouse? how. fucking. dare. he.

haha! needless to say, the sappy side of their relationship is honestly just a series of them one upping the other.

whenever the two ghoul’s are both assigned similar cleaning duties, they make a competition out of it. who can clean the grand staircase quicker, who can trap more of copia’s rats, who can do the most dishes, that sort of thing.

(though sometimes both swiss and dew will ‘help the competition’, just to keep things ‘interesting’. though they’d both deny doing something that soft.)

but, there's sometimes moments where swiss will just collapse into a nest of his making for a long series of afternoon naps. and when dewdrop goes into his room to investigate, swiss traps the fire ghoul underneath his heavy arms, and the two fall asleep together.

they spend their day just cuddling and laughing together. blissfully left alone by the others who can probably hear the raucous laughter throughout the entire ghoul's wing.

"fuck, doll, i just adore spending time with you doing a whole buncha nothin'." and dew gets so fucking wet hearing the usually flirtatious swiss say something so soft like that.

swiss, predictably, makes fun of dewdrop for his sudden and clear arousal, trapping dew in his arms as his tail plays with his crotch.

they fuck the rest of the evening away and dewdrop once squirted when swiss said, "wanna keep you in my arms forever and make every day so lazy and lovely as today. just your pretty little face kept alllll to my selfish self, babydoll."

they’re usually inseparable for the rest of the night into the next day.

well, that’s a wrap! i know i only did the ghouls ‘cause i felt so bad holding onto this ask for so long, haha! but! I’ve definitely got my fair share of ramblings for the ghoulette, the older ghouls, and even the papas too!! :) haha, if anyone’s ever interested, i have quite a bit to say on this silly little idea, hehe! ♡

#i’m so sorry this took so long!!! :0 #i love this hc and apparently i have a lot to say about it haha! #hc that dewdrop gets turned on by domesticity #I had so much. fun writing this though!! #God PLEASE ask me more I have so many thoughts and wips about these ideas haha!! #nameless ghouls hc #nameless ghoul #ghost bc #ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #ghost #the band ghost #mountain ghoul #nameless ghouls #ghoul headcanons #dewdrop headcanons #swiss ghoul #rain ghoul #aether ghoul #aethdew #mountaindew #aether/dewdrop #mountain/dewdrop #raindrop #rain/dewdrop #swissdew #swiss/dewdrop #shitghosting #spoiled seeds #spoiled ideas

[elfrixc]

just paradise. ― kim sunwoo

PAIRING 🍀 :: kim sunwoo x fem!reader

GENRE 🍀 :: enemies to lovers, hate to love trope, dance rivals, the two bed to one bed trope, an unresolved trauma from sunwoo (losing a sibling), pranks, rivalry, dance camp au!, forced proximity

WARNING 🍀 :: fluff, angst, no smut, teasing, cussing, yelling at each other

DESC. 🍀 :: What happens when your sworn enemy in school who does everything in his power to make sure your life is in agony is now going on a trip with you to utopic heaven for a dance competition? It was nothing but heinous that a girl like you would be responsible for putting up with his torments…until…he started looking a little different. Was it the lighting? The way it hit his eyes and exhibited a bliss never felt before? A small smile in the truce of your abominable relationship? Maybe the paradise island wouldn’t be so bad with your sworn enemy…

UPLOADING DATE 🍀 :: september 5th !

blurb. ( read more! )

“Kim Sunwoo!” you screamed as you trekked into the dance studio, unaware of the volume of your voice.

The anger had coated it so thickly―it always has when it came to him.

Students were spread around the room, stretching in their comfortable training clothes, talking to one another before the lesson began. They turned to you in shock, wondering what had angered you this time around. It wasn’t abnormal for you to see red when it came to him but everytime your vex would enter the dance room, it would be a free show for everyone. 

Blame it on him―Kim Sunwoo, your longest nemesis.

What started from nearly being run over by a school bus one day morphed into powerful resentment.

He was on the floor with his group of friends, laughing and having a good time until your voice had reached him.

“What?” he asked you, not minding the certain anger plastered on your face.

He loved it when you were mad. You could see it from the slight smirk twitching on his face.

“Why the hell…did you think it was okay for you to break the printer in the library? I have an essay due today and it’s the only printer.”

His furrowed eyebrows relaxed and he simply smiled.

“Oh, that? Hyunjae pushed me into it. I thought you found out about the fake mouse I planted in your locker.”

That easily made his group of friends roar with laughter.

You didn’t know what to do. It would be a lie if you said you didn’t suppress your anger and thoughts of violence for him every time he would be thrown into your line of sight.

But that would only lead to a suspension on your clean school record if you ever actioned on those thoughts.

“...I’m going to get you back, Sunwoo.”

You always did.

That’s how it was between the two of you. This whole cat and mouse game you endured in just to see him fall and cackle at his loss only for him to get you back in the nastiest way possible. 

It was neverending.

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[waywardstation]

Today (November 23rd) is good brothers day in Japan. (With the focus being on the elder brother here)

I know this blog focuses more on PLA Ingo and his adventures in Hisui with his adopted niece/daughter but I really would love to hear some of your favorite headcanons of Ingo and Emmet.

I also think Emmet would be extra friendly today and maybe even getting him his favorite kind of candy. (while I believe they have their times of rivalry and pranks and other sibling stuff they always look out for each other and let the other know how much they care, especially after PLA.)

Oh!! Thanks for letting me know Anon, I didn’t know this!! And no worries, yes, while this is a PLA blog, I love Emmet just as much ^^

And I love your view of Ingo and Emmet’s sibling dynamic; I see it that way too!! I definitely see Emmet doing that for Ingo and yes, especially after PLA ;~;

And now, some headcanons below!! Several are popular ones within the fandom that I’ve latched onto, but some are ones I’ve grown to think for myself too ^^ (featuring Elesa too!)

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The twins’ hair has always been grey; it’s genetics.

Ingo’s first Pokémon was his Litwick, and Emmet’s was his tynamo - they found them both when they were young, and the Pokémon always followed them around.

Ingo is slightly taller than Emmet, but only by a couple inches. Post-Hisui, Ingo’s slouch gave Emmet the title of taller twin. Emmet holds it over Ingo’s head proudly until Ingo stands up straight again.

Emmet is very knowledgeable when it comes to Pokémon breeding, from his experience with breeding joltik. From time to time he likes to browse forums about the subject and help people with questions they might have, when it doesn’t seem like anyone else will give them an answer.

Ingo and Emmet love Roxie’s music, and they play it sometimes on the battle subway.

Emmet is partial to electric-type pokemon while Ingo is partial to fire-type pokemon. People speculate that it’s due to Unova’s legendary dragons, but really it’s tied to Emmet’s love of electric trains, and Ingo’s appreciation for steam-powered locomotives.

Ingo is the night owl, prone to getting up and going to bed later. Emmet is the early bird, prone to getting up and going to sleep earlier.

Though living in an apartment complex with neighbors who are very loud and not the most polite, sometimes neither sleep schedule is as smooth and restful as they’d like.

Emmet actually likes puns, just like Ingo - his vocabulary is as stuffed with train terms as his brother’s is. He just finds Elesa’s jokes to be low hanging fruit. She knows this full well, and intentionally keeps telling them. Ingo unironically enjoys them.

The twins met Elesa in grade school when she transferred out of homeschool/private school. Elesa met Emmet first, who then quickly introduced her to Ingo. The twins had transferred to the school themselves a year before and still didn’t have many friends, so they wanted to make Elesa feel welcome when they saw she was struggling with loneliness herself.

Elesa became very popular in highschool due to her good looks and attractive personality (and her family’s wealth became public knowledge); it did not influence her at all though. She did not fall for the fake friends that tried to attach themselves to her, and Ingo and Emmet remained as two of her only real friends through high school (Skyla and Burgh became the other two)

In terms of flavor, Ingo prefers sweet things while Emmet prefers bitter things.

Because of this, Emmet is a bit more lean than Ingo (Post-Hisui, it is more noticeable when Ingo comes back with a bit of a dad bod).

Emmet pokes fun at Ingo for his sweet tooth, saying he doesn’t ‘understand his inferior tastes’ (and Ingo fires right back), but both will immediately side with the other and gang up against Elesa when it comes to her preferred tastes - she LOVES intensely spicy dishes, which the twins cannot handle.

Ingo and Emmet occasionally help Elesa with her model work - their collaborations always brings extra publicity for both parties. Emmet unabashedly loves doing it, though Ingo’s always a little more flustered with all the attention.

Ingo and Emmet love watching horror movies, even if it still freaks them out.

The twins keep candy and gear station pins in their coat pockets to hand to children in the station.

In multi-battles, Ingo always uses his Pokémon to play defensive while Emmet always pushes offensive. (Just like how they’re meant to be utilized in Pokémon Masters EX)

#submas #happy good brothers day Ingo and Emmet #the headcanon list is MUCH longer than I thought #so I added a ‘keep reading’ haha #happy good brothers day to Ingo and Emmet

[raven-at-the-writing-desk]

Hello fellow Rollo lover! (⁠☞ﾟ⁠ヮﾟ⁠)⁠☞ This event totally blew me away, and Rollo just rammed his way into my heart and I'm still ?!?! What do you think they could next year? I hope they give us more Rollo lore, like what he thinks of NBC and the city... Does he really care for them as much as the gargoyle said, or was it a responsibility thing 🤔 Hopefully more Mareroro interactions too 🙏

[Referencing this post!]

You’ve found your kind--

I’ve thrown around some of my ideas for next year’s event here, here, and here! My thoughts are kind of brief, but I think there’s a lot of possibilities going forward. I’m just really hoping we get Rollo’s return and how he has changed since the events of Glorious Masquerade.

Honestly, I don’t think Rollo’s love for his school and his city were lies. He genuinely admires the Just Judge and his ideals, and I think part of that admiration manifests in Rollo’s dedication and diligence to bettering NBC and the surrounding city.

Rollo is not only well-liked and respected by his peers, but he’s also an enthusiastic patron to several shops in the city (and recommends these shops to outsiders, thus promoting their businesses). He knows a great deal about his school and the City of Flowers’ specialties, history, and stories (which he shares with the NRC boys). He is insulted when Idia implies their traditions are dumb or lack efficiency, intervenes before Ruggie can steal coins from vendors, and is amused when he startles people with prank handkerchiefs and when the town goat bullies Sebek. He tells all about the Just Judge and the legend of the Bellringer and how he saved the city, and he knows about the Bellringer’s song; he’s shocked into silence when Malleus, Azul, and Idia sing that song at the masquerade. Rollo has several of these genuine moments of enjoyment, times where he demonstrates pride for where he comes from. There isn’t a reason for him to fake it or to lie about it.

I think your misconception may be coming from the gargoyle’s line about how Rollo ascends the bell tower no matter what the weather is like to polish the bell? Sure, he may feel like the bell is his “salvation” and the key to spreading the crimson flowers for his plan, but I think that can be something separate from how he actually feels about his school and the city. They aren’t mutually exclusive. The only things Rollo is shown to truly dislike about the City of Flowers are people who commit crimes and instances in which people are encourages to indulge in magic (ie Topsy Turvy Day).

I’m actually surprised at how much I actually enjoyed Malleus and Rollo’s interactions in the event. Coming out of it, they have such an intense rivalry and can’t see eye-to-eye with each other... yet they’re also forced into social situations where they HAVE to act cordial to the other, and sometimes their pettiness still slips through their polite acts. That makes it really entertaining to see them play off of each other. I especially enjoy Rollo’s deadpan faces and how blunt he is with his rejections.

#twst #twisted wonderland #Rollo Flamme #Malleus Draconia #disney twisted wonderland #notes from the writing raven #spoilers #Rollo Flamm

[schrijverr]

I Found Myself a Cheerleader 14

Chapter 14 out of 28

Bumped to the lowest step on the social ladder after his fight with Billy, Steve gets roped in with the cheer team. What starts as a favor to help them out when one member breaks her leg in turn for protection from the brunt of the bullying, sets the universe on a different path.

In this chapter, Christmas is on the horizon and Steve runs into his parents. His father’s comments send him in a spiral that set him back and he snaps at Eddie when he tries to help, ruining their chance at friendship or the more that was brewing.

On AO3.

Ships: steddie & buckingham

Warnings: homophobia, hate crime, internalized homophobia, HIV/AIDS crisis mention, f-slur, arguments, eating disorder, child abuse

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Chapter 14: The Closet

Ever since the night Eddie drove him to Robin’s place, she’s been even more on his case about his crush on Eddie. Chrissy has now also been let in on his crush and the two of them are encouraging him to make a move.

Steve honestly thinks it’s sweet of them, but he doesn’t know if he can. He and Eddie are close, sure, not the closest, but definitely friends. And Steve likes him so much. He still longs to tuck a strand of hair behind Eddie’s ear, to make him blush, to feel his fingers between Steve’s own and his lips on Steve’s. But he doesn’t have the courage to actually do anything about it.

In the back of his mind, he still thinks back on that first conversation in Family Video. How he is technically still in the trail period, even if Eddie never called it that. He doesn’t want to fuck this up, he likes being around Eddie too much.

Besides, he’s only just gotten to the point where girls will flirt with him first whenever they come in. He can luckily decline them by mentioning Chrissy, who has been fake dating him, but it is nice that they perceive him as straight. The thought of sneaking around to be with Eddie gives him too much stress to actually want to try. Friends is just easier.

So, he just rolls his eyes whenever they try to hype him up and waves them away. He hasn’t told them to stop yet, he likes hearing that he has a chance with Eddie, even if he doesn’t really believe them.

Eddie is just an affectionate person, it doesn’t mean anything to him. No matter how much Chrissy and Robin insist it does. He just lets them talk with a shake of his head as the days grow shorter again.

He spends thanksgiving with the Buckleys, making a pie in his kitchen to bring. He can never pay them back for their hospitality, but he can try.

The Friday after thanksgiving is used by Eddie to play a day long session of DnD in the Wheeler basement. Steve drops off a few of the kids and sees that Karen isn’t too pleased about the new friends her son made, but she is too polite to say anything to Eddie’s face.

Steve and Eddie still have their fake-rivalry going on, but Steve tones it down a little when seeing Eddie at the Wheeler house. He doesn’t want to sabotage them with the Wheelers just for their prank on the kids that’s almost coming to an end anyway.

He is talking with Karen, trying to dodge her questions about his dating life, when the kids plus the older members of Hellfire, finally come spilling out of the basement. All the kids are loudly talking about how epic it was and how they ended on a cliffhanger, which is unfair. Karen’s smile is tight and she winces at the noise. Steve is used to their antics and quite likes the chaos.

However, he starts to herd the kids out of the house anyway, not wanting them to loose their spot in the Wheeler basement. As he is doing that, he catches Eddie’s eye. In the humdrum of everyone, no one pays attention to them and Eddie winks at him, dimples showing.

Steve stares as Eddie gets distracted by Dustin, grinning at the younger boy and ruffling his hair. He looks like the cool older brother. Steve loves him.

The though terrifies him and he immediately looks away, not wanting to be sucked in further and accidentally play his hand. The cold shoulder he gives Eddie afterwards helps sell their prank, but he catches Eddie’s confused frown and instantly feels bad about it.

He promises himself to say something to Eddie next time he comes over. Though he is also terrified of being alone with Eddie now.

What if he lets something slip? He doesn’t want Eddie to laugh at him for being in love with him. He is terrified at the idea of Eddie asking him how he thinks Eddie could ever like him after all he’s been and done to him. Steve knows that King Steve was a dick to Eddie, knows that no matter how hard he tries to make up for that, the shadow of his former self still looms over him.

But, he tells himself, maybe I can say something about wanting to ramp it up before the reveal or having a headache. Or maybe I can say I slept badly. I’m sure I can think of something.

However, Steve never does get to fine tune his excuse for Eddie. Instead his world gets thrown off balance again before the two have a chance to speak again.

Two weeks pass wherein the last dredges of school make everyone busy and miserable. Chrissy and the kids come by Family Video less, Robin is walking around with her flash cards while restocking and Eddie is too busy actually trying to pass this year.

It’s a little lonelier than usual, but Chrissy makes him go on a run with her despite the cold, the kids come by to annoy him into letting them rent the movie they want to see to celebrate when the exams are over, he sees Eddie once more when picking them up – Nancy getting them once when he has a late shift – and Robin still forces herself into his home and drags him to hers as well. So, it’s not the worst all in all.

Steve is out on the Tuesday before winter break to find gifts for everyone. He has gotten gifts for most of the party and is wondering if he should get Eddie something or if that would be weird as he cruises a boutique he can’t afford much at as he looks for something nice for Chrissy.

He pulls out a nice lilac sweater that Chrissy might like, before a familiar person sitting near the changing rooms catches his eye.

It’s his father.

Now that he’s aware, he can hear his mother’s melodic voice from one of the changing rooms where she is hounding a poor employee about her dress that has to be perfect for their Christmas party they’re throwing.

The Harringtons have always thrown a Christmas party for business partners. Steve was often forced to attend, however, last year with his bruised face, he’d been send to his room all night and the guest were told he was a girlfriend’s house.

Panic creeps up on him and he needs to get away from these two people right now. He is finally settling back into his life after they uprooted it. He broke into their house. He doesn’t want to know what they think of him now. He’s not sure he can live with knowing that.

Steve is about to turn, to stuff the sweater he can’t really afford anyway back into the rack and get the hell out of there, when he looks his father in his eyes. It is clear they have spotted each other, Steve can no longer just leave and pretend he hasn’t.

Instead, he watches in horror as his father gets up from his seat and tucks the paper he’d been reading under his arm. Steve does not know what he has heard since coming back in town. If he thinks the sweater Steve is still holding is a gift for a girlfriend. If he thinks that Steve is actually dating Chrissy. If he thinks he has changed his sinful ways.

Richard Harrington comes to a halt in front of Steve, who he has denounced as son. His brow is stern as it has always been and without preamble he asks: “Have you found a wife yet?”

He probably does think all that and it is likely the only reason he even dares to acknowledge Steve as human in public. Anger washes through him and in a moment of defiance, Steve replies: “No, sir, I haven’t.”

Mentally he curses himself for calling his father sir, for that ingrained habit that cannot seem to leave him alone, even in his anger and hurt.

“You should. God is coming for the fags,” his father says coolly, as if that is a normal thing to say to someone, before he hands Steve the paper he’d been reading.

Frozen in shock Steve takes it, fumbling with hands he hadn’t noticed were shaking.

It seems that his father deems this interaction done, because Steve turns invisible in front of him as he calls out to the changing room: “I have better things to do that sit around here. Call when you need to be picked up from your little trip.”

Disdain seeps from his every word, but his mother has been playing her role for long enough that she only calls back: “Of course, dear,” in a fake, hollow voice.

Steve wonders if there has ever been a time when they genuinely cared for one another, or if both are incapable of love, as he watches his father leave the boutique.

Once he is gone, Steve lets out a big breath. His lungs feel like they’re being compressed, but his anxiety has considerably lessened with his father gone. Still, he does not want to talk to his mother, so he moves to put the sweater back.

At the action, he is reminded of the paper his father gave him. A confused furrow appears between his brows as he unfolds it to look at the page his father left it on. There in bold letters it reads: AIDS IS THE WRATH OF GOD, SAYS VICAR!

The words stare back at him in accusation. That feeling of being wrong that has followed him for so long now creeps up again as his throat becomes dry and his hands start to shake again. Paranoid he looks around if anyone saw, before messily stuffing the sweater back and hightailing out of there as he crumples the paper and stuffs it in a bin.

Steve walks away quickly, as if running from a crime scene while his head spins. He needs to think for a second, he needs to be alone.

An alleyway comes up to his right and he ducks into it, still throwing glances over his shoulders to see if anyone noticed him. No one does.

In the alleyway, he slides down against the wall, the few shopping bags he has with him landing on the ground around him as he tries to catch his breath. Bricks are rough against his back, but the sharp sting grounds him, just like the pain had grounded him at Starcourt.

He presses his hands into his eyes until weird shapes start to dance in front of them. He is all scrunched into himself, straining as if to release the tension.

His father still thinks he’s a dirty gay.

His father knows.

It’s this odd thing that Steve has never been able to wrap his head around. How swiftly his father acted, based of a picture and words of an angry teen he didn’t know. How he never let Steve explain, but just punched him. Just kicked him out.

Despite years of playing King Steve, of being the perfect child they had always wanted. After years of making himself invisible when asked, of cleaning up after them, of smiling at the important people and shaking the right hands. It wasn’t enough.

And even now, his father still knows that there is something wrong with Steve. That it was all an act and Steve is very much queer.

Steve doesn’t understand what it is about him that makes his father believe it, even though Steve has never slipped up. He has always kept it up. He never even looked too long at a boy, never gotten too close. Never touched. Never kissed.

Nothing.

The only person he has ever looked at is Eddie. Eddie with his pretty curls and long fingers. With his happy trail, his stubble on lazy days, his sharp hips and cute dimples. Eddie, who he has only dared to look at when they’re alone.

How can his father know that? How can he look at Steve and know? How can the one question about a wife be enough of a confirmation after years of repressing?

It makes Steve feel terrified. Everyone has only just began to forget his sexuality was ever questioned. The punishment for it had been public, but the long reaching shadow of King Steve now cloaked him, as more people remembered him than cheerleader Steve, who had only been there for a few months.

He hates how he finds comfort in that. How he feels uncertain and unbalanced now that his father pointed it out again. As if people will suddenly remember. As if he’ll come back to his car and find it vandalized just like it had been after graduation.

Steve curls further into himself, before realizing that is a slip up he can’t afford where someone can see him. What would the town say if they heard they saw Steve Harrington have a breakdown in some alleyway? What would they think?

To snap himself out of it, he bangs his fist against the asphalt below him, hissing when his knuckle breaks open. But it does the trick. He drags himself to his feet and quickly makes his way to his car, still unharmed and alright.

A breath of relief escapes him as he slides behind the wheel, stuffing the gifts he got into the space in front of the passenger side seat, before driving off. He needs a place to think, to get his head on right. He just needs a moment of quiet to stop his chest from feeling like it is going to explode and his throat from feeling like it will crawl out of his mouth.

In an echo of his last interaction with his father, he drives to the quarry. Not really watching the road like he should as he does.

He wishes he hadn’t left his bat at the cabin, so he could smash something as he stumbles out of the car and breathes in the cold air with lungs that don’t seem to work right. He probably looks a mess, but there is no one to see that. No one that will know.

Right as his shoulders start to relax, a familiar voice calls out: “Stevie? That you, man? Are you okay? What are you doing out here?”

Eddie Munson.

Eddie fucking Munson.

The reason for this whole mess. This mockery of what his father thinks Steve to be. This person that haunts him, that has made himself comfortable in Steve’s heart and left an invisible mark that everyone picks up on. A mark that notes Steve as wrong.

Steve cannot deal with Eddie right now. His head snaps around, brows pulled together as his eyes glare. It’s an intense enough look that Eddie halts his movement, before he can put a hand on Steve’s shoulder like he’d done when Steve threw up. When Steve was weak.

More irrational anger flashes through him and he snarls: “Get the fuck away from me.”

“Whoa, man, I’m sorry,” Eddie says, taking a step back as his eyebrows shoot up. “I’m stepping back, don’t worry,” he adds in a soothing voice.

It makes Steve feel like he’s some sort of skittish animal that needs to be comforted, to be calmed down. He hates it. It makes his skin crawl. And in that moment, he hates Eddie a little too. If Eddie would just go, then Steve could learn to love someone else, then Steve could be normal.

“Why do you always need to force yourself into people’s lives when you’re not welcome,” he snaps, going through all he knows of Eddie so he can press where it hurts. Steve might not be a bully anymore, but it’s like riding a bike. You never forget.

Even in his emotional state, he remembers Eddie telling him how he doesn’t know why his uncle still put up with him, that vulnerable edge that tinted his voice. He recalls how uncertain he was about being welcome when he brought Steve to Robin. It’s an obvious weak spot.

“What?” Eddie laughs in a way that shows that he doesn’t think it’s funny, but he just can’t believe it and has to laugh at the absurdity, because there isn’t really another way to react.

“You heard me,” Steve says, knowing that if he pushes just a little bit harder, Eddie will leave and Steve will be alone again. “I don’t want you here.”

“Come on, man,” Eddie replies, a desperate pleading edge in his voice that doesn’t register with Steve beyond notifying him that he’s on the right track.

“I said why do you need to force yourself into people’s lives when you’re not welcome,” Steve repeats with force. He manages to add a condescending laugh. “It’s pathetic really.”

A hurt look crosses Eddie’s face, but he manages to suppress it and frown: “What the hell has gotten into you?”

“Nothing has gotten into me,” Steve tells him. “I’m just sick and tired of you popping up everywhere when I just want to be alone. You show up at my work, you show up at my house and now you show up here. I don’t even want the kids to know I even associate with you and yet you keep coming back like some stray puppy that you fed once. It’s like you can’t take a hint. Leave me alone.”

Letting the anger out feels good. Making someone else feel as small as he does for a change, makes him feel powerful. In control.

He looks at Eddie with a look he used to wear often in junior year. A look that screams ‘I’m too good for you and we both know it, so why are you even talking to me when the gum I stepped in is worth more than you?’

Then he sees how tears line Eddie’s eyes, before he swallows and he hears the hurt in Eddie’s voice when he spits back: “Well, fuck you too then. I thought you were cool, Harrington. But I guess that once an asshole, always an asshole.”

Immediately a sick feeling swoops through Steve’s stomach as he realizes what he has just done. He has gotten Eddie to leave, sure, but in doing so he punched him in the face and kicked him when he was down. He made Eddie feel like nothing. He made Eddie feel like he does. He acted like his father.

Horror washes over him as the anger leaves him and he reaches out as he says: “No, wait, Eddie, I-”

“No,” Eddie shrugs him off and steps back. “You made yourself quite fucking clear. I don’t need to hear it. I’ll fucking leave.”

Eddie turns around and walks off, his shoulders are hunched and he doesn’t look like the Eddie that Steve has come to love. He looks small, withdrawn. He looks bullied.

Steve wants to run after him. Wants to explain. Wants to tell him about his father and the shit he told him. How Eddie makes him terrified, because he loves him.

But he can’t.

A small, scared part of his brain stops him. Tells him to stay put. To watch Eddie go. Because if Eddie leaves, then maybe these feelings will go away too, maybe it will all be a phase, maybe Steve will become normal and all of this will be behind him. Maybe if he lets Eddie go, he can feel safe again.

So he stands there and watches Eddie leave. His insides feel hollow and he wonders if this is how his mother feels when she talks to his father. Like a shell of a person that regrets all their choices that led to this moment, yet unable to change them.

Steve stands on the edge of quarry for a long time, until his face feels as numb as his insides does and he can’t feel his fingers anymore. He doesn’t really know what he’s feeling, besides an overarching aching.

In the end, he drives to the nearest payphone and calls in sick. He barely remembers anything of the conversation, but he must sound horrible, because Keith lets him go without much of a fight about it.

He drives to the safest place he can think of; the Buckley house. Daisy and Thomas are at work and Robin will be at Family Video, but Steve doesn’t care. He doesn’t need company right now, he just needs some comfort and Robin’s bed is the place he has always found the most of that.

Robin’s bed is comfortable, filled with cushions and stuffed animals and extra blankets. Steve crawls into it and curls up.

He remembers the nights after Starcourt when both needed to be reminded it was over, remembers all the nights after when she held him and he held her as both waited for sleep to become alluring after all the nightmares, and he remembers all the laughter they had on that bed. How they gossiped and shared secrets. How they just had fun.

There is no place he loves more than Robin’s bed.

Hours must pass, but Steve does not fall asleep. He just lays there and stares ahead without seeing anything. Thomas often works late and on Tuesdays Daisy has the night shift. But even if they had come home, he likely wouldn’t have heard, because he misses Robin coming home until the door to her room is swung open with a loud bang.

“I can’t believe you left me with Keith, you d-” she stops as she takes in the lump her bed, the indignant exclamation dying in her throat. Instead her voice becomes softer and a little bit more careful as she asks: “Hey, dingus, Stevie, are you okay? That’s silly, I know you’re not. Do you wanna talk about it?”

Steve has remained with his back to her, but turns at the question. He’s been thinking nothing, yet thoughts have been racing through his mind. His anger and anxiety have subsided and now all he craves is comfort.

When he looks back, Robin is standing there in a horrible combination of clothes that one she can pull off well, sympathy and understanding filling her eyes as she waits for him to say what he needs before coming closer.

Without his permission, tears build up in his eyes and start to fall. He bites his lip, but that is not enough to stop them. He just wants to bury his face in her shoulder and makes grabby hands at her in the hopes she understands.

Fortunately for him, Robin always understands and she crawls up on the bed next to him, pulling him close so he can curl up against her chest.

Quietly, he murmurs: “I fucked it all up, Robs. I’m a terrible person.”

“That’s not true, dingus,” she tells him as she holds him close. “We both know better than that. You are way too much of a kind pushover for that and I should know, I’m with you nearly all the time, so I am an impartial judge. Very important in judging. So what happened?”

Shame creeps up his spine and he buries his face more into Robin’s shoulder so he won’t have to face her as he admits: “I got into a fight with Eddie.”

Robin stills for a second, then gasps: “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I go get ice cream? I mean it’s a cliché and kind of ruined by Scoops, but also a classic for heartbr-”

“No,” Steve cuts her off, more mortification coming out of his pores. “I was the one that started it. I was- Fuck, I was so mean.”

“Just start from the beginning,” Robin tells him. “What happened?”

“I was out shopping and ran into my father, so I-”

“You what?” Robin screeches. “Oh my god, are you okay? Did he do anything to you? I swear I’ll go kill him if he touched you.”

Steve is both overwhelmed by her intensity to defend him as well as the love her has for her. She is truly his best friend. And yeah, it might be because they were tortured together and came out to each other on the bathroom floor, but Steve wouldn’t change it for the world. Robin is his number one person.

“I’m…” he trails of before he can say that he’s okay. “I’m- Well, I don’t really know. He asked if I had a wife yet and when I said no, he said I was gonna go to hell for being a fag and gave me a newspaper with an article about AIDS,” he shrugs, trying to make it sound less upsetting than it had been.

“Holy shit, Steve, your dad is a fucking asshole,” Robin breathes.

The comment comes straight from the heart and Steve can’t help but snort: “Yeah, he is,” as he sits up next to her, the two of them leaning against the headboard, pressed together from shoulder to ankle. Robin has one arm around his shoulders, her other hand holding his.

“But that sucks, are you okay?” Robin asks. “I mean obviously not, but, you know, seeing the circumstances, should I go egg their house? Or is it more a put fireworks through the mail slot kind of situation?”

“Neither, Robs, Jesus,” Steve laughs. “And they don’t have a mail slot.”

“Figures,” Robin pouts. Then frowns and asks: “How does that turn into a fight with Eddie? Was he there or something?”

At the reminder of what had happens, Steve curls into himself and shakes his head. “I drove to the quarry afterwards. I- I just needed to be alone for a bit. Think. He was there too. He asked if I was okay, but- but I just didn’t want to talk. I wanted him to go.” His voice drops to a whisper. “So I made him want to leave.”

Robin makes a sympathetic noise and leans more against his side, squeezing his hand. It can’t undo the heavy feeling in his chest, but her presence makes it all more bearable. She soothes the raw edges that have been left behind.

Without his permission, tears start up again and he sobs: “I called him pathetic. Pretended I hated him and didn’t want him around. He nearly cried, Robs.”

“Oh, dingus,” Robin sighs, holding him closer. “Just try and explain yourself. We’re all scared, especially with what the papers say. He’ll get it, if he gets that you’re gay.”

“I don’t know if he will,” Steve replies morosely. He knows that Eddie will get being scared, will understand being on edge after seeing his father. But he might not understand how Steve is still afraid of others knowing he’s gay. How he still wants to conform in the eyes of others. Eddie has never been like that, he might not get it.

Plus, Steve was a giant douchebag too. He pressed where he thought it would hurt and – going off how Eddie reacted – he succeeded in that. Eddie might not ever want to talk to him anymore after this stunt.

“Of course he will, just go up to him and say, like, ‘I’m sorry, man’,” Robin says.

“I’m sorry, man?” Steve repeats. “That is the most awkward, non-apologetic thing to say.”

“Well, I’m at least trying here,” Robin huffs, throwing her hands up, though that isn’t very effective from where she is wrapped around Steve, so she just jostles them.

“I know,” Steve says, voice softening. “Thank you.”

“No problem,” Robin replies awkwardly, though with a genuine smile.

“I just have to talk to him,” Steve nods. “I can fix this.”

“That’s the spirit!” Robin grins. “You can totally do this.”

Steve fake frowns: “That doesn’t really sound like you mean it.”

“Oh shut up, dingus. I totally do,” Robin argues and Steve lets himself be distracted by her bickering. It’s not perfect, but much better than when he got here.

The next day, he hangs out with Chrissy at the cabin. He contemplated going to Eddie’s trailer yesterday, but remembers how Eddie performs with his band on Tuesdays. Remembers Eddie coming by sweaty and beaming brightly after a show with an aching heart.

Chrissy naturally notices something is up. They’re sitting on the couch, Chrissy was complaining about one of her classes when she suddenly stops and asks: “Are you okay? You’ve been distant all day, Stevie. Is something wrong?”

“Sorry,” Steve wrinkles his nose, he knows how much it sucks when someone isn’t listening and spaced out. “Just- I- I ran into my father yesterday.”

“What?” Chrissy shoots up. “Why didn’t you say?” she demands. They’ve bonded over shitty parents, she gets it. He now feels kind of silly for not saying it, but he just feels so much shame about what he did to Eddie because of it.

“I didn’t wanna bother you,” he shrugs, looking away, so he doesn’t have to see those kind bright eyes.

“Don’t be an idiot, Stevie,” Chrissy says, bumping her shoulder against his.

“Yeah, I know. Thanks, Chris,” he smiles at her, before sagging in the couch, so they’re both lying across each other. He sighs: “My father was a fucking douchebag again. I don’t know why I let him fucking get to me.”

“You just got to try to stop caring and never stop trying,” Chrissy tells him.

“Ugh, don’t use my own wisdom against me, Chris. Not fair,” Steve groans, even though he knows she’s right. His father doesn’t care about him and he shouldn’t care about him. But it’s not that easy and it is not just his father.

He hasn’t been keeping up with the news too much, but he knows what’s going on. He knows that people are dropping like flies and what the government thinks about it. What the general population thinks about it.

So far it has mostly been the big cities that are being hit hard and Steve never even thought about how that could be applied to him. But it is also directed at him and if he slips up, he’ll be even more hated by the town. It’s already not easy to not care about what his father thinks, but it’s even more difficult to not care what everyone thinks.

“It’s good wisdom,” Chrissy argues. “You should listen.”

“I know,” Steve whines, because he does. “It’s just hard.”

Chrissy gives him a sad smile: “I know.”

They both fall quiet for a second as they think about it. Steve knows that Chrissy gets this, how difficult it is to stop caring, how easy it is to fall back on a persona, to keep smiling and not let anyone see the hurt. She knows how to lash out with vicious words. Chrissy might be one of the kindest people Steve has ever met, but he has seen her claws on that first sleep over when he pushed her about the pizza.

So, he quietly says: “But it’s not my father that’s bothering me. It’s- I- Well, I fought with Eddie.”

His tone must have set something off in Chrissy, because she gives him a curious look and gently asks: “Do you want to tell me about it? I won’t judge.”

“I didn’t even mean any of it,” Steve groans, burying his head in his hands. “It was just instinct. It’s like- Every time I think, I have left all my high school bullshit behind me and then I turn around and shit like this just comes out. I can’t help it. I needed him to leave me alone for a moment. Needed him to let me breathe, so I just pressed every button I knew would hurt. And now he probably hates me.”

“I sometimes make myself throw up when I’ve had a fight with my mom,” Chrissy says in a small voice, as if she hopes Steve won’t hear, yet also needs him to know.

Steve immediately sits up and asks: “Holy shit, Chris. Are you okay? That’s not healthy.”

“I know,” she rolls her eyes. “I’m trying not to do it and most of the time I don’t. What I meant, is that it’s easy to fall back in shit you know it’s bad, because you know it will help. You just gotta try not to. And if I do, I sneak down and eat some bread. It’s not perfect and it doesn’t make up for doing it, but it makes it a little less bad.”

“Tell me if it gets worse?” Steve requests, ignoring her point in favor of making sure she’s going to be okay.

She gives him a small, yet bright smile and nods: “I will. Just keep going and all that.”

“Yeah, and all that,” Steve echoes with a deep breath. He’s quiet for a beat, then asks: “So, what’s my bread?”

“What?” Chrissy frowns in confusion.

“How do I make up for it,” he clarifies.

Chrissy thinks for a second, then shrugs: “I don’t know, Stevie. I wasn’t there. Just be nice to him when you can, try to show you didn’t mean it. Apologize.”

“I’ll try,” Steve says. “Thanks for listening to me go on about my own shit.”

“Course,” Chrissy replies. “I was complaining about about Mrs. Click assigning way too much homework again, that was less interesting.”

“I still like listening to you,” Steve tells her, needing her to know that. Needing her to know that he cares, even if she doesn’t think it’s interesting. That he wants to know the boring parts of her, because those also make her her.

“Thanks, Stevie,” she smiles and it feels like she understands.

They put on the Breakfast Club and cuddle up on the couch. Steve thinks they both crave the contact as he practically pulls Chrissy onto his lap and she clings onto him without a word, just making herself comfortable.

On Thursday he knocks on the door of the Munson trailer. His heart is nearly beating out of his chest and his fingers are tingling, but he doesn’t run. He stays there and knocks loud enough that anyone inside must hear.

Eddie’s van is parked nearby, but no one opens the door. Steve keeps knocking for an hour, before he gives up. Maybe Eddie is on a walk, he thinks, but he knows that’s not true. He tries not to feel the heaviness in his chest.

Friday is the start of the winter break and Steve is picking the kids up from their last session of the year. Despite the cold, he is waiting on the hood of his car like he usually does, prepared to make a scene just to apologize to Eddie.

Steve perks up when he hears the rascals approaching. They all seem excited, huge smiles and big gestures as they talk about the session. Eddie is in the middle of the group, looking so happy and energetic as he holds court. Steve can look at him forever.

Then he looks up and his eye catches Steve. Steve gets up from the hood and sets a step forwards to talk to him, but his stomach drops when Eddie’s whole demeanor changes. The easy going smile is gone and he looks angry, genuinely angry.

Before Steve can find his tongue to say something, he hears Eddie say: “Oh, I forgot something, you guys go ahead. It’s cold.” Then he turns around and walks away, never looking back.

Standing in that parking lot, Steve feels his heart rip in two. Eddie officially hates him and he has no one to blame but himself. Their little rivalry they put on in front of the kids is now real and Steve doesn’t know what to do.

The kids seem oblivious, all of them talking happily about the game. They give him a whole run down of what happens, but Steve doesn’t hear a word of it as he drives them home.

He thinks that he should maybe give Eddie some space, let him cool off, before trying to apologize again. However, it keeps gnawing on him and he keeps repeating what happened over and over again in his mind.

Lisa is back in town and he and Chrissy go by to see her before Christmas. She’s still a little more reserved and whip smart, but there is a distance between them now, created by Steve being horrible at calling and all the shit that has happened since she has left.

It’s not not fun, but it’s different now. Not as close as it used to be. Steve can feel the friendship slip through his fingers and he doesn’t know how to fix this either.

Christmas eve is spend with the Buckleys though they go by the kids on Christmas morning to bring them presents. Chrissy meets them at the end of her street, and the three of them exchange presents in the car.

He knocks on Eddie’s door again on the 27th, but there is no answer. He tries again on the 28th and the 29th without success. He has told Dustin to invite whoever he wants and knows that means Eddie will be invited for new years too and he hopes he will show up, but a part of him knows that he won’t.

Still, on new years eve, he keeps looking down the dirt road at the cabin to see if the headlights of Eddie’s van will come down the road again, as they have done so often.

But the lights don’t come.

Steve goes into the new years without new years kiss like a part of him had day dreamed about, instead cheering with the kids and feeling a little hollow inside. Robin and Chrissy both send him looks that are meant to be sympathetic, but make his skin crawl. He feels pathetic and he does not want any pity, he doesn’t want to think about it.

And a part of him is angry at Eddie too. How he can just ignore Steve, pretend he doesn’t exist, like they haven’t shared deep secrets. Like Steve didn’t let Eddie see a side of him, he usually keeps hidden.

It feels like a betrayal. Eddie claims he got Steve, but he didn’t. He didn’t know what it is like to have always had the town’s eyes on him. To be the perfect golden boy. To never be allowed to slip up and make mistakes. He doesn’t know what it is like to always be judged, not for being too out there, but for never quite being what people need. That silent cloak of expectation and disappointment.

Plus, he doesn’t need Eddie’s approval anyway. He’s better off without him. Safer. If Eddie doesn’t want to talk, fine. Steve can move on. Steve can be normal. He can find someone else. Someone who does look at him, who doesn’t ignore him.

It’s better like this. They were never going to work anyway. They’re just too different.

~~

A/N:

Opposite of a fun fact: that header is an actual title I found… jikes (it’s from February 1985 so not entirely matched up with the timeline, but definitely what the mindset was at the time). I’ve been reading ‘All the young men’ by Ruth Burks and it’s utterly heartbreaking.

Also being comfy with yourself is a journey and it’s not linear. There are ups and downs. This is a pretty bad down, but it can be part of it. Sometimes you self-sabotage (Even if it was really angsty and hurt to write aaahhh)

Also also, im so sorry about phasing Lisa out, but there are already so many characters and I just couldn't make her a big part of it, plus, loosing friends after high school is an experience TM and it fit with the whole everything is falling apart theme I have going on xp

#rr writing #stranger things #steve harrington #steddie #eddie munson #robin buckley #platonic stobin #stobin #buckingham #chrissy cunningham #cheerleader steve harrington au #st post season 3 #st pre season 4 #the party stranger things #tw: hate crime #tw: f slur #tw: homophobia #tw: aids crisis mention #tw: child abuse #tw: eating disorder #tw: internalized homophobia

[angiix08]

Ok I am redoing the side plot of the Danny Phantom sequel series. The other one got edited to be for a different set of characters. (edit: I been sitting on this for weeks and now its april?!)

This one will be shorter since I have less ideas for this. I really like Ashita no Nadja though so this will be based off that (or maybe be its own series someday).

Joni the Human and Sammy the Halfa are best friends. Joni has a huge crush on her. They planned on hanging out on a perfectly winter-y day. Joni tries not to treat it as a date, but it is hard for her and her romantic tendencies. Sammy does not think anything of it.

Joni is walking around town, disappointed that her best friend Sammy ditched her for someone else.

Recently, Sammy has been seeing a new boy that she won't say anything about. This is the first person she has ever talked about, which is pretty rare since Sammy does not take interest to many people. If she is not hanging out with Tyler, she is with Joni. This new person has piqued Joni's curiousity.

When Joni passes by the internet cafe the three of them frequent, she sees Sammy there pulling a prank on some kids. Odd because she tends to be a good kid, especially around Joni and Ty.

Joni runs up to her, calling her name and sees the surprise on her face. She sees her blonde hair is a bit shorter and not decorated with two tiny braids. She brushes that off though since she is just delighted to spend the day with her best friend.

The two of them go to the Amity Park Lanes as Sammy's punishment for ditching her initially. Joni makes her promise to not use her ghost powers to win, but she starts to feel bad since Sammy is losing. She seems to be worse than usual at bowling and is confused about shoe sizes, which was a concept that was already explained to her the first time the three of them went to the bowling alley.

Yes, shoe sizes do not really exist in the Ghost Zone and are a funny human concept that complicates things. Ghosts usually just make their clothes out of their own ectoplasm and it automatically fits to whoever the owner is.

After the bowling alley, the two of them hang out at the park. It is a lot of Joni just stuttering things out because she realizes how romantic it is right now. Her friend listens silently, unusually quiet and stoic the whole time. Joni turns around to face a tree since her face is so red and sees someone she didn't expect.

It's Sammy making out with a redhead ghost. His skin is bright blue with that bad boy jacket.

Joni turns around to face the double, who shushes her with a kiss. Now that Joni gets a good look, the person has their heterochromia switched and a flatter chest than usual. Their skin is colder to the touch and tinted with more blue than red.

The fake pulls away with a smirk on their face and a wink, turning invisible and flying away.

That starts off the rivalry between Joni Starling the Bisexual MessGhosthunter and Nathan the Halfa.

(wow that was embarrassing to write. maybe i will make a movie of this someday. yes nathan and sammy are identical twins but nathan just wears a binder. i love him/them.)

#danny fantom #danny phenton #danny #danny fenton #danny phantom #dp au #alternate universe #alternate version #alternate #alternate reality

[shay-writes-stuff]

Troublemakers - writing prompt

The girl huffs as she avoids all eye contact with the principal glaring at her and the person sitting next to her. She can't believe she got into this situation because of some stupid prank he did. He could have left her alone, but he just can't refuse a revenge strategy that could get them both expelled.

"I'm disappointed in both of you," the principal sighs. He pushes his glasses up while simultaneously pinching his nose. "You two are the only students in this school with this little prank war going on. Shouldn't you be focused on your classes? Last time I checked, both of your grades are lacking."

"Excuse me, sir," the scoundrel speaks up. "She started it."

The girl gasps and sits up straighter in her chair. "How dare you?! At least all I did was put some gravy in your locker. You just had to do something so big as putting up posters of me and listing off fake news about me being some sort of stripper! That was too far."

The boy was about to argue back when the principal raised his hand to silence them. "I don't want to hear any more of your bickering. However, she's right. This incident was too far," he grumbles. The girl sticks her tongue out and smiles in victory. "But, this accident wouldn't have happened if you didn't provoke him.

"To end this feud between the two of you, I will create a special program for you to enroll in--The Buddy Program. An afterschool activity where you two will spend 2 hours every day working together to do whatever task the teacher assigns you. You will apply yourselves in these activities and work to look past your differences. I hope you become better people and stop this idiotic rivalry. That's all. You're dismissed now."

They sit in their seats with the same dumbfounded expressions sketched on their faces. The girl is still trying to process the principal's concept in front of them. She would have to spend two more hours of her life with the imbecile sitting next to her? She'd rather be expelled.

"With all due respect, sir, what the fuck," the boy protests.

#writing #writing prompt #writeblr #writers on tumblr #creative writing #writelr #writerscommunity #enemies to lovers #pranks #inspiration #writing inspiration #writlr #use your own oc #high school #romance prompts #romance #troublemaker #creative writing prompt

[wildlcck]

sadie & SHAKESPEAREAN aesthetics

ROMEO AND JULIET.

suburban july. scraped knees. bruised knuckles. blood in your teeth. bare feet on hot concrete. restlessness. love poems in your diary. a window open to coax in the breeze. burning inside. an ill-fitting party dress. a t-shirt you cut up yourself. the time you tried to give yourself bangs. biking to your friends house. bubble gum. the feeling that you’ve met before. rebellion. switchblades. dancing in your bedroom. screaming yourself hoarse. running out of options. climbing onto your roof at night while your parents are asleep. a eulogy written on loose-leaf. the merciless noontime sun.

HAMLET.

speaking in a whisper. holding your breath. a browning garden. a half remembered story. furniture covered with sheets. fog at dawn. mist at twilight. losing touch. the ethereal space between winter and spring. the soft skin at your temple. the crack in the hallway mirror. things you’d say if you knew the words. uncombed hair. books with writing in the margins. books with cracked spines. books with lines scratched out. prayers on all souls’ day. a chipped ceramic bathtub. a cold stone floor. the uncomfortable awareness of your own heartbeat. the sparrow that got in your house. shadows. the creek you played in as a child. a dirty night gown. an oversized t-shirt. a collection of your favorite words. soil beneath your nails. ghost stories. the strangeness of your own name in your mouth. deep silence. exhaustion. a cliff with a long, long drop down.

TWELTH NIGHT.

wicker deck furniture. new england summer. a storm over the ocean. patio umbrellas flapping in the wind. the smell of chlorine. muffled laughter. sarcasm. starched cuffs. day drinking. bay windows. the idea of love. love for the idea of love. love for love’s sake. hangovers. wandering over the sand dunes. a vagabond with a guitar. fishermen with tattoos. a pretty boy with a slacked tie. a lighthouse. growing too close. feeling yourself change. big, floppy sunhats. double-speak. a song you keep listening to. turning red under their gaze. string lights on a balmy night. sleepy june days. fights you’re unprepared for. hope you weren’t expecting. pranks that go too far. bad poetry. pining. becoming less of a stranger.

MACBETH.

the space where your grief used to be. a bird that’s lost an eye. old blood stains. heavy blinds. the smell of sweat. the stillness after a battle. a fake smile. a curse. the taste of metal at the back of your tongue. your house, unfamiliar in the dark. a dusty crib. the smell of sulfur. an orange pill bottle. streaks in the sink. a black cocktail dress. your hand on the doorknob, shaking. a chilly breeze. crunching from the gravel driveway on a moonless night. clenched hands. a rusty swing set. a flashing digital clock stuck on 12:00. a snake that crosses your path. an owl that watches you. a dog that runs when you approach. red smoke, dark clouds. cool steel. tile floors. footsteps in the hallway late at night. a baggy suit that used to fit before. visions. insomnia headaches. nursery rhymes. being too far in to go back now.

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING.

military supply duffel bags in the hall. hugs all around. tulip bulbs. a wraparound porch. a pitcher of iced tea. a rubber halloween mask. someone on your level. ill-timed proclamations. stomach clenching laughter. rushing in. not minding your business. crepe paper. white lies. secrets written down and thrown away. southern hospitality. homemade curtains in the kitchen. a sink full of roses. hiding in the bushes. old friends. the wedding dress your grandma wore, and her mama before her. a dog-eared rhyming dictionary. chamomile with honey. the intimacy of big parties. gossip. a crowded church. friendly rivalries. unfriendly rivalries. shit getting real. love at five hundredth sight. not realizing you’re home until you’re there.

KING LEAR.

cement block buildings. power lines that birds never perch on. the end of the world. useless words. rainless thunder, heat lighting, a too big sky. arthritic knuckles. broken glass. chalk cliffs. the pulsing red-black behind closed eyes. something you learned too late. wet mud that sucks up your shoes while you walk. a cold stare. empty picture frames. empty prayers. the obscenity of seeing your parents cry. a treeless landscape. bloody rags. grappling in the dark with reaching hands. the sharpness at the the tips of your teeth. the blown out windows of a skeletal house. decay. jokes that aren’t jokes. biting your tongue. prophecies. aching muscles, tired feet. stinging rain. invoking the gods. wondering if the gods are listening. worrying that the gods are dead. white noise. shivers. numbness. the unequivocal feeling of ending.

A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM.

the smell of wet soil and dead leaves. wildflowers. the distant sparkle of lightning bugs. fear that turns into excitement. excitement that turns to frenzy. mossy tree trunks. a pair of yellow eyes in the darkness. night swimming. moonlight through the leaves. a bass beat in your chest. a butterfly landing on your nose. a kiss from a stranger. a dark hallow in an old tree. drinking on an empty stomach. a twig breaking behind you. spinning until you’re dizzy. an overgrown path through the woods. cool dew on your skin. a dream that fades with waking. moths drawn to the light. giving yourself over, completely. afterglow. the long, loving, velvety night.

#[ study. ]

[pinkpretty-princess]

Roleplay Romance Plot Ideas:

Plot 1:

Person A is dating someone but after a terrible fight with their significant other, Person A decided to go out for a drink. Person B was already at the bar. Person A met Person B and they hit it off, getting drinks, dancing and laughing the whole night. After a night of drinking all out (Person A & Person B) wake up together in bed. Not at someone's home, at a hotel. They have no memory of the night before other than the fact that they met that night. Person A freaks out about sleeping with a stranger and cheating. Person B is already used to this kind of one night stands. But this one was definitely different. Not only did they hit it off that night while drunk, but they also had rings on, and a wedding certificate.

Alternative Ending: There’s no wedding certificate, but a positive pregnancy test a month later. Or both (this is my fav)

Plot 2:

Arranged Marriage. Could be modernized or be medieval. Kingdoms trying to make a truce or prevent war, gangs trying to clear any tension between another, a contract between a rich man and a poor woman. A forced marriage between a rich man and a poor woman. This is so the man can look more professional to the public with a wife. They both hold a marriage contract. With this contract he pays her to act like his wife in public mainly, acting like they are in love so he can hold a good impression in public. In private this changes and they have a complete tense relationship along with arguments. We love a possessive husband and free spirited wife.

Plot 3:

Person A is on a day-long drive to an out of town business meeting. They are the eternal optimist, always trying to find the best in everything and everyone, even strangers. When they spot a hitch hiker at the side of the road, Person A is compelled to stop and give them a helping hand, offering to take them along on their route to the hotel where their meeting is taking place. Person B is on the run, having escaped from the state prison during a transport three days prior. They have shed their orange jumpsuit for civilian clothes, and changed their appearance the best they could, thanks to an abandoned farm house near the penitentiary. Person B is desperate to get as far away from that hellish place as possible. They've evaded the state police for this long, there is no way they will ever go back to that dark, stifling, awful cell. Person A is exactly what Person B has been hoping for - a one way ticket out of town. They share a few stories and generally enjoy each other's company during the long, uneventful drive. Unassuming Person A has no idea that there is a dangerous felon on the loose, but when they finally approach the state line to find a waiting police roadblock, Person B suddenly pulls a weapon on Person A and demands they get through without incident. Once they've successfully passed the road block, Person B reveals the truth, and Person A is hit with the sudden frightening realization that they are now subject to Person B's plans.

Plot 4:

In this world, you are destined to find your soulmate. Everyone has one, and everyone talks about how great it is. At age 5, you get a tattoo of the first sentence your soulmate will say to you.

Person A is a college student and hard worker. They have worked their asses off to get where they are, hours of studying, scholarships, the whole 9 yards. So imagine their frustration when Person B— their rival since high school— is in the same college as them. Person B is a spoiled rich kid who got into this school with their parents' money and focuses more on partying than class. Needless to say, Person A and Person B aren’t friends or even close to acquaintances. They haven’t spoken but there is definitely a mutual rivalry, glares, pranks, gossiping/rumor spreading. But still not a single word to each other. Until one day when they are paired up for a month-long fake baby project to bring up their grades. Then and only then do they realize what they are. Soulmates. How can two opposite people who hate each other be soulmates?

Plot 5:

Top Gun is the school for the best of the best pilots. After years of dedication, blood, sweat, tears, and everything in between, Person A has finally made it. But to their horror, so is Person B. They have been long rivals since boot camp. Years of competition, glares, harsh words, and banter turned them into proper enemies. They have always hated each other just ask anyone. So imagine to their surprise that not only are they again in the same class but now partners in the same plane. In a place where now they must get along, protect each other, trust one another, and keep the other alive in the air, they are also having to experience resurfaced secret feelings they’ve always had for each other. But no matter how many accidental bumps, flirty jokes, drunk kisses, or angry sex happen between them, the academy is very strict on its rules… such as “Relationships Are Prohibited.” 

Plot 6:

Person A and Person C have been best friends for years. They know each other better than anyone, doing almost everything together, always hanging out, and even going to the same college after high school. Now in their Junior year of college, nothing has changed. They are still just as close. But now Person C’s little sister is here for her first year. Person B has grown in the last 3 years, becoming someone Person A can’t keep their eyes off of. But after openly flirting with each other at a party Person C makes it very clear that they are very against the idea of them being anything other than friends. They forbid it… Person A understands and plans to cut it off, even telling Person B. Which doesn't go to plan. Person B is now at Person A’s door, asking to come in. Now after a steamy night together, Person A is unsure if they’ll ever be able to drop Person B. Now they are torn between their dream Person and a lifelong friend.

[shadeswift99]

3rd Life but it's just one of those elaborate site-wide games at a summer camp the Hermits went to

#3rdlifesmp #no salt no scars no permanent trauma or relationship issues #just some of the hermits being slightly dorkier than others and packing up between seasons to go LARP with their buddies #the other hermits laughing at them a little but getting just as excited as they are when they come back and enthusiastically say how it went #helping them pack and unpack bags and stuff #and the Hermits who killed or betrayed each other being Lightheartedly Outraged all through season 8 #but in the exact same way as a person pretending to hold a grudge when their buddy gets them out in paintball or something #just really playing it up but unable to keep a smile out of their eyes as the victorious friend laughs and teases them #and doing stuff like 'hey Impy you owe me quartz because you shot me in 3rd Life' #'Tango that was three weeks ago and also you know you enjoyed giving that dramatic revenge speech -' #'yeah it was three weeks ago and also i forgot about it directly after until this very moment when i am suddenly Very Sad :(((' #'and Very in need of quartz :((( free quartz is the only thing that will make me feel better about this horrible pain you have -' #'fiiiine I'll give you some quartz' #'thanks man you're the best :)' #and just all kinds of interactions like that #the vibe between Bdubs and Etho would be insufferable in the best possible way #Fake rivalry and pranks for days #but yeah....I just like the idea of 3rd life as an especially ruthless yet very low stakes game between friends #i think that fits its vibe best #and yes i very much want to say and hear and think about more ideas like this i am having so much fun with this #all my Villainpulse analysis through this lense immediately becomes still slightly terrifying but in an absolutely hilarious way #because i can SO see it djfbnfjs #especially if you go more the paintball route #just this really nice dude who's still really nice but also has like a fifteen step plan with five backups cause he Must Dominate Paintball #and just nobody expects that and they're all a little bit in awe when they realize what's going on #but in awe in like the 'wow I've really got to congratulate him afterwards i didn't realize he'd be so good at this in this way' kinda way #and not the 'I've been legitimately betrayed and deeply wounded by this side of someone i thought i knew' kind of way #it's just so fun and it makes me really happy and i think it accurately reflects that; drama or not #the 3rd life players just had a really great time going a little feral with their friends :)

[jennagrinsoverml]

do u have any really good fic recs for mlb enemies to lovers

Do I ever! Some of these have already been recced in my AU rec list, but since this isn't part of my "undiscovered gems" series, I'm going to let myself rec all of the popular enemies to lovers fic I've been enjoying too 😊

A Series of Meets: Reach by @damagectrlwrites

Paris is safe, except from the rivalry of its two superhero guardians: Ladybug and Chat Noir.  Since they were teenagers, the two have raced around Paris, trying to out do-good each other.

After Chat Noir saves a bus of people from falling into the Seine before Ladybug can even get there, Adrien is in high spirits.  He helps a young woman reach some chips high on a shelf, kicking off a friendly conversation that ends with a coffee date.

It’s a terrible day for Marinette.  First she had a hectic day at work, then Chat Noir gets all the praise for saving a bus of people, and then she nearly topples over trying to reach some chips.  At the very least, a nice guy helps her and asks her to coffee. Surely, things will get better, right?

Ladynoir Enemies AU. Never met AU. This one is absolutely amazing and hilarious and YOU NEED TO READ IT!! Ladybug and Chat Noir are superhero rivals, always trying to outdo each other, and being annoyed at the other. Marinette and Adrien get a meet-cute and fall in love. The juxtaposition is perfect and ridiculous and THAT IDENTITY REVEAL OMG.

Dearly despised, (I love you) by @snacc-noir

Marinette could go on about why she hated Adrien Agreste—to his pranking tendencies to ineffable attractiveness—ever since he had the audacity that day with the umbrella.

And yet, here she was fake-dating him while in love with a superhero.

Adrienette Enemies AU. Warning: This is a WIP! But it's so much fun. Basically Adrien and Marinette never sorted out the misunderstanding with the gum and instead just dug themselves deeper and deeper in hate with their miscommunications. Meanwhile ladynoir are totally in love with each other. Add in a whole bunch of sexual tension and seeing just where the author teases out these missed chances and it's beautiful.

Curiosity and Satisfaction by @imthepunchlord

When Adrien agreed to this line of work, he thought all his focus would be on the job of catching the elusive Lady Luck. It never crossed his mind that someone else would catch his attention.

Ladynoir Enemies AU. Although this is a ladynoir enemies AU, this dynamic change bleeds into all of the different sides of the love square and it's so different and interesting! I loved how the changes made actually affected other aspects. The story feels very real and believable.

like poles of a magnet by @rosekasa

ladybug spat her blood at chat noir. invincibility was only granted to the ladybug and black cat that worked together. not even the miraculous cure could heal them, otherwise.

(or, five times they didn’t hate each other, and one time it was love).

Ladynoir Enemies AU.  The enemies dynamic here is AMAZING!! Adrien is so in character even when he’s a “bad guy”, and the backstory of how he ended up working with Hawkmoth is perfect. (Also, how is Gabriel even worse??) I love the way the identities are played with, and especially the repercussions of Chat working for Hawkmoth on what Adrien is allowed to do.

Unstuck by @ominousunflower

Chat Noir, notorious supervillain of Paris, experiences a wardrobe malfunction in the best and worst possible place: Marinette Dupain-Cheng’s balcony.

Heart pounding, Chat pins Marinette’s wrists to the balcony. She stares up at him, her blue eyes kaleidoscopic from the lights hanging overhead, her features twisted into a scowl.

“Why are you trying to take my Miraculous?” Chat hisses.

“Because—you—I—” Marinette splutters, her eyes dipping down below Chat’s face. “Why is your suit unzipped?”

“I—well…” Chat sighs. “My zipper got stuck.”

Ladynoir Enemies AU featuring Marichat. I'm an absolute sucker for villain!Chat who just needs someone who's willing to care for and believe in him. And, even as a villain, he's still so recognizably Adrien here. My hearttttt!

out of the woods. by @anxiouscupcake​

“I- I have a… Someone I care about very much,” Adrien admitted. “I’m only doing this because my father gave me no choice.” “Well,” she said, lips pursed. “I don’t have it in me to fight The Gabriel Agreste, right now. My hands are tied too.” “I’m sorry.”

To his credit, he genuinely sounded a little remorseful. She even resented him a little for it, because she had so much more to lose than he did, but he just wanted to stay in Daddy’s good books.

She grimaced. Marriage, for one year, they agreed. And a painful few months of “courtship” to convince the press of the authenticity of their “marriage”.

In eighteen months, her father would be hale and hearty, and she’d divorce Adrien Agreste and be nothing more than his business partner.

(...In which Gabriel is an asshole, Adrien is trying and Marinette's stubborn but gives in eventually.)

This is a 2-part series that isn’t finished and that I desperately hope is continued. It’s not EXACTLY enemies AU per se, but it hits the same sweet spot. Ladynoir are in love, but can’t be together. Adrienette are forced to marry because of circumstances and Marinette resents Adrien for it. It’s got Enemies to Friends to Lovers vibes, even if we haven’t gotten that last part yet, and I love it!

i have found someone (like a nomad finds a home) by @hanaasbananas

After Stoneheart, Gabriel figured out who Chat Noir was, and forced him to work for him, rather than with Ladybug. Years later, Adrien is miserable until one night, he meets Marinette Dupain-Cheng.

Ladynoir Enemies AU featuring Marichat. Sort of a Never Met AU in that Adrien doesn't start attending school until after he's been a villain for some time and after he's gotten to know (and fallen for) Marinette as Chat. I love it when Chat's a villain and his love for Marinette/Ladybug helps him make better choices!

This Red Love by @hanaasbananas

In another world, he loves her. Would lay down his life for her without a second thought. Would be devoted only to her. In another world, they are partners, fighting side by side to keep Paris safe from Hawkmoth. Ladybug and Chat Noir, heroes of Paris. In this world, Ladybug is his enemy; the only thing standing in the way of what he most desires. In this world, he is not a hero.

Or the one where Adrien and Marinette are dating, but Chat Noir works for Hawkmoth. Angst ensues.

Ladynoir Enemies AU featuring Adrienette. This one has so much tension and the identity reveal and the ladynoir conflict really impacts the adrienette relationship and it's fantastic!

#miraculous ladybug #ml fanfic #ml fic recs #fic rec #adrienette #ladynoir #adrinette #enemies to lovers #enemies au #jennarecsml

[w0yxe]

Because Empires has ended I’ve decided I may as well just post all my headcanons that I’ve gathered so far (they’re all over the place and some aren’t unique so sorry abt that)

1. Pearl and Sausage are siblings with Pearl being older by a couple years

2. Sausage and Pixl have a rivalry from when they were younger, it’s turned friendly but they keep up the charade for jokes

3. The wither rose alliance are childhood friends and met at a grand ball being held in Grimlands, Pearl was making sure Sausage didn’t cause problems and the roseblings stuck together since they didn’t know anyone there. They met when Sausage decided to sneak out causing Pearl to follow and the roseblings chose to go outside away from the noise.

4. Scott didn’t have much friends in Rivendell growing up, even less in other empires but did have Katherine as their families were close allies and Shrub later on because he was one of the first people to meet her when she got to the universe.

5. Scott was the obvious favorite from a young age as he resembled Aoer and Xornoth, resembling and acting like Xoer, was so hated especially by the king that he got sent away and made all the high wizards wipe the memory of him ever existing.

6. Although he was the favourite, that did not make his life any easier as he had extremely high expectations set on him and would be told not to feel his emotions as they didn’t want to stir his ice magic.

7. Lizzie finds small creatures very adorable which is why she compliments Shrub and the Undergrove a lot everytime she passes by and why her husband is the height he is.

8. After a few days of roaming on land, Lizzie had lived in the Lost Empire. At one point, Joey and Lizzie were in an arranged marriage to which they made a plan for Lizzie to run away from (I have an extremely long explanation and story on this that I could make a fanfic)

9. Joey and Lizzie have a strong friendship but like messing with each other a lot as though they’re fake rivals.

10. The citizens of the Ocean and Lost Empire don’t like each other as they think their rulers are enemies, Lizzie sometimes trys to explain but it never really works. Joey just sits quiet cause he thinks it’s funny.

11. “The Sea Witch” came from when Lizzie and Joey were once swimming together in the Lost Empire as children because according to Joey under water she looked like a witch. They also watched The Little Mermaid together and Lizzie loved Ariel but Joey would tease her by saying she’s more like Ursula (the sea witch)

12. Lizzie wasn’t 10 foot tall until after her transformation.

13. Jimmy thinks that talking to fish, specifically cod, is normal and that everyone can do it (since the only example he had was his seabling)

14. Jimmy isn’t too good at spelling and can’t tell his directions that well.

15. Almost no one has seen the codfather without his head until he became codboy. Even when Fwhip hid it, he had a backup.

16. He wears the head a lot as the cod head helps him breathe on land though the one he would wear when Fwhip took the original wasn’t as good.

17. Lizzie doesn’t need help breathing on land as axolotls can stay above water for much longer than cod and her empires surrounded by water so it isn’t much of a problem. If she does more bubbles then she can just take a dive into it.

18. Lizzie with a snap of her fingers can automatically dry her skin of all the water on it. Which is quite useful for when Jimmy tries pranking her.

19. Gem is older than Fwhip by 4 minutes and holds it above him at all times.

20. Gem being older, she was meant to take over the Grimlands, but at the time, the Grimlands didn’t allow female rulers so she got skipped making Fwhip the ruler.

21. Gem didn’t mind not being an emporer but didn’t like it that the reason was purely because she was a woman. This caused an huge argument that resulted in her flying off for crystal cliffs. It was the first and only time that Gem had fully yelled at someone.

22. Fwhip wasn’t too happy about what happened either and made sime major changed after he had gotten crowned. The changes consisted of going by Count more than Emperor as he didn’t want to be like his parents in any way.

23. Another change was a different name for the land he ruled as years ago Sausage and Fwhip made a silly agreement that if they ever became emperors they would change their empires name to have “land” in it, not expecting it to happen as they both had older sisters.

24. Pearl intentionally walked out of being an Emperor before her coronation because she wanted to start her own empire that didn’t have a history with…blood sheep.

25. Pearl is buff, the muscle and one of the strongest emperors, she’s like a tank. This is canon.

#empires smp #mythical sausage #scott smajor #pearlecentmoon #ldshadowlady #roseblings #seablings #jimmy solidarity #empires fwhip #geminitay #empires joey #katherine elizabeth #shubble #headcanon #i really want to write that joey and lizzie story #wither rose alliance #xornoth #this is way too long for anyones liking