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yndrgrl · 11 months

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katsuki bakugo has a glow up during summer break, & now he has a lot of girls' attention

fluff. ooc! bakugo. bits of jealousy. sfw. x reader. acquaintances to lovers. long ass fic.

a/n: the horny content will continue after this message :) also i kinda got nerdy so just ignore my rambles about fighting haha

the whispers & murmurs buzzed like bugs throughout the halls of u.a. you couldn't help but eavesdrop when you heard lower classmen gush about how good katsuki looks, how he definitely had a summer glow up.

it's not that he was bad looking before, that's just not the case. so, when you heard that he somehow got hotter over the span of a few months, you grew curious.

your best friend, ochaco, began to rave about him. "no, you don't understand, y/n. have you seen him yet?"

"i haven't yet, but it doesn't matter! he's still rude as hell!" you told her. "besides, aren't you still going after midoriya?"

"yeah, but i can still appreciate attractive people," she retorted, shoving the rest of her her breakfast-on-the-go in her mouth. you fished your phone out of your school cardigan pocket to change your music when, like a kdrama (or a shitty fanfic), you ran into something-- no, someone.

speak of the devil. "oi! watch it!" the abrasive blonde spun around & met your eyes. his harden glare soften oh so subtly.

"i'm sorry," you quaintly apologized. it's the first day & the first hour of the next 180 days, & you're not going to get in a fight.

"it's whatever, just make sure where you're going next time," katsuki responded. his tone was still harsh, yet what he said was almost nice.

he walked off into the both of yours' classroom, leaving you & ochaco stunned. you both stared at each other, mouths agape. "what just happened?" she finally spat out.

"i have no idea."

"WAS HE JUST NICE?"

a week later, you sat in class, listening to mr. aizawa drone on about something so utterly boring, you'd rather stick your head in a toilet & flush it yourself. you let your eyes wander around the class. for the most part, everyone stayed the same.

then, your eyes landed on katsuki, who was seated by the window. now that you had time to think about it, he did change. his jawline was a tad sharper, his hair appeared more soft, & his shirt clung onto every inch of his upper body. he definitely bulked up during the summer.

his skin is clear, he must've also began caring for a sense of style because his fingers displayed grunge rings, & his eyes were somehow a darker, more alluring shade of crimson. wait, his eyes... were staring at you.

no, he was staring at you staring at him.

god, you felt like a creep. you were expecting him to yell at you, scowl through gritted teeth, but no. he didn't do any of that. he shot you a smirk, then went back to jotting notes.

confusion settled in after embarrassment. you couldn't help that a light pink dusted your cheeks. it wasn't noticeable though, thank goodness.

the subtle, weird antics didn't stop. maybe he's just playing with me or something, you wondered. or maybe i'm looking too much into thinks.

when passing him in the halls, he'd acknowledge you by giving you a small nod-- even if his friends were talking his ears off. he'd hold the doors open for you & only you, but would walk away quickly. he was treating you differently then he treats everyone else, & you don't know why.

"bakugo~" a girl you barely recognized greeted. "you look handsome today!"

he & his friends sat on the other side of your friends' long table. you were the closest to his squad, only three seats away from them. they could hear your conversations, but that means you could hear theirs.

"shut it, & eat your food," he scoffed, rolling his eyes. with his chopsticks, he picked at his bento box.

"ooo~ what did you pack?" she pressed as she inched closer to him. "aww, did your mom make that?"

"no, i did," he raised his voice. she wouldn't take the hint though.

she merely giggled, asking, "could you feed it to me? i wanna try some~" she crossed her arms under her breasts to intensify her cleavage. she was picture perfect, to say the least. any other guy would be drooling at the sight of her.

not bakugo though. he was goal-oriented, focused on the future, & not into dating from what you gathered. a small part of you is bummed out that he isn't interested in romance. he was practically everything you wanted in a guy after all-- just minus the whole "jerk" part.

"what are you looking at, bakugo?" you didn't realize you were staring -once again- until the girl whipped her head around & caught your gaze. her cattish smile dropped into a thin line. "quit staring, idiot-"

"don't call her that, bitch."

both yours & her eyes widened at the quickness & unexpected defensiveness spewed by bakugo. he stuck some of his egg omelette in his mouth, unbothered.

"wh-what? i don't think i heard you, bakugo."

he swallowed his food, ran his tongue across his top teeth, and started to pick up more food with his chopsticks, reiterating, "don't talk to y/n like that, got it?" he put the food in his mouth.

she scoffed, humiliated. "i have to leave," she said, voice dropping at least an octave. your eyes trailed her as she sat with her friends, & they immediately began gossiping. how could you tell? the way they all looked back at you with a nasty expression on their faces.

you returned your attention back to bakugo, who had both your friends & his friends floored with what just happened. "thanks for that," you started. "you really didn't have to do that."

"i know i didn't, but someone had to shut her up."

you replied, "i mean, i'm sure there was a nicer way."

"i tried," he told you with that small smirk on his face again. "she didn't get the hint, i have to be more obvious."

"yeah, in more ways than one," a friend on his side, sero, snickered.

"hey, what's that supposed to mean?!" classic katsuki, reverting back to yelling.

ever since that happened, your friends haven't stopped talking about it since. "guys, c'mon. it's almost been a week," you groaned. you were all getting ready in the school locker room to do hand-to-hand, no quirk combat with a celebrated instructor.

"i think bakugo likes you~" ochaco teased in a sing-songy voice.

you tried to reason, "maybe he was just annoyed with her, & it has nothing to do with me."

"i don't know, y/n," momo laughed, pulling her hair into a ponytail. "he seemed pretty into you."

"no way, not bakugo-"

"well, why not bakugo?" mina, who just so happened to be good friends with said man, asked while she slipped on her shoes.

"because we all know what he's like. he doesn't really scream the dating type, you know?" you grabbed a water bottle & locked your back into your locker.

mina shrugged, & ochaco said, "you said one time that bakugo was the closest to your type... do you like him?"

"WHAT?"

the rest of the conversation was cut short when tsuyu pointed out they should be in the training room by now, causing all the girls to scramble out of the locker room.

the instructor, once the bell rang, introduced himself. he was a nice man seemingly. he was a well-seasoned martial artist who knew what he was talking about.

after his brief speech, he had his assistant -a younger, more egotistical guy- be his dummy when explaining a move. "does anyone have any questions?" he asked. no one answered. "cool, find a partner, & try it out."

everyone scurried to find their partners. pair by pair, no one chose you... all except-

"hey you, be my partner," bakugo practically demanded.

"me?"

"no, the wall behind you. yes, you, y/n," he joked, the same smirk only you get to see on his face. this time, however, it was a full-blown smirk.

"are you sure?"

"yeah," he scoffed, dragging you by the arm to an empty space. he studied how your face contorted from surprise to concern. "listen, if you think you're gonna drag me down or whatever, you're not-"

"no, it's not that," you interrupted. you felt your pride inflate slightly.

"then what is it?"

"i just don't want to hurt you."

it was his turn to be shocked. what did you mean by that?

the first hour went by, techniques were taught, & moves were learned. however, now it was the time that really put things to the test: open spar. it was at this time in training when things got heated. everyone in the room gives it their all no matter what, so the atmosphere turns into something animalistic, yet so empowering.

but before that, is a small water break. speaking of water, where did you leave yours? you swear you brought it in. bakugo must've seen how confused you appeared when he offered (or told you), "here, take some of mine."

too thirsty to even care the open-mouthed expressions from your peers, you took the bottle from his outstretched hand. "thank you!" you cheered, taking a few sips then handing it back to him.

"was that even enough? you barely drank anything," he jested. it sounded like he was teasing you, but, again, he said something like he cared about your well-being.

"yeah, i'll be fine. the worst that can happen is i'll faint."

"you better not. i need a good training partner."

"oh whatever, you're getting a good training partner."

suddenly, the instructor boomed, "water break is over! get back with your partner for sparring!"

once everyone huddled back with their partners & got situated, the instructor explained briefly that everyone will be grappling ("no striking" he repeated ten times as well) five minute rounds, switch partners, another five minute round, & so on so forth. "alright got it?"

"yes sir!"

"good," he nodded to his assistant, who got the stop watch ready, "3, 2, 1, go!"

yoy & katsuki go into your stances. one thing about being shorter than him is that, in the game of wrestling, you're at in advantage at first. "don't go easy on me," you told him, it was meant as a warning

"i was just about to tell you i wasn't." the moment he finished, he took a double-leg shot. it was executed near flawless-- emphasis on the near.

you sprawled your legs back, collapsing your body on top of his. you drove your shoulder into his neck, which resulted in bakugo's face smushed against the mat. he might be strong, but no one's neck is that strong to hold up an entire person. you heard him audibly groan "fuck!"

you caught his arm & his head with one of yours. the two of you were on your knees, but your goal was to get him flat, stomach down. with his trapped arm & leg, you pulled him out from under you & quickly sped towards his back. you mounted him, keeping yourself close to his. you gazed up at your instructor, who gave you a knowing nod of approval.

like a good fighter, katsuki sprung his head up. he missed your nose, instead having his skull collide with your cheek. it hurt, but you had to keep going. "since when did you learn how to wrestle?"

"what do you mean?" you thought everyone knew. you swore that you've mentioned it in front of the class.

"you're fucking good, you know that?" he praised as he fought of your hands.

"you're not too bad yourself," you told him before you crossbody locked him.

"no, i'm being serious. you're too damn good. you're gonna be my partner every time we grapple."

you & bakugo, now you call him katsuki, have only grown closer since then. he would take time out of his study session to ensure you understood the material. before he could finish, the library assistant -a girl around your age- would ask if he needed help with anything, shy blush on her face.

other times he'd walk with you back to your dorms when a group of girls would ask for his number.

it was a constant occurrence; girls notice him, ask for something, then ultimately get rejected. it wasn't in a nice way either. he always degraded & humiliated them, but they'd let him because of how handsome he was.

it was a saturday afternoon where you & katsuki got food from a nearby convenience store & sat in the park. no scheduled training or overwhelming amounts of homework. he insisted on paying for you, & who are you to reject free food?

"okay, but i really have to ask," you started, eating your food, "why aren't you dating anyone?"

"i don't know," he simply put it, downing a bottle of a protein drink.

"you do know, you're just not telling me." you actually didn't know if that was true, you were just bluffing.

"fine, i'm just waiting for a some girl to realize i like her," he admitted so nonchalantly, as if he didn't drop a mind bomb.

your mood dampened. he was your dream guy, the more you hung out with him. you might have developed a crush on him, yet you didn't even realize he liked anyone else.

"no way! who?" you had to sound enthused or he would know something was up.

"no one, forget i said anything," he cleared.

"i want to know~ i can help find out her favorite flowers or something so you can confess!"

"really?" he asked, brow quirked. you nodded your head.

"tch, alright. what's your favorite flower?"

that didn't make any sense. "what?"

"you said that you're gonna help me confess, so what's your favorite flower?"

"katsuki, i don't think she has the same favorite flower than me."

"oh my god, you're so fuckin' dense," he muttered under his breath. "i want to know your favorite flower, y/n, so i can confess." his cheeks reddened as he gave you intense stare, studying your expression. it was still confused.

"confess to who-" he cut you off by putting his hand behind your head & pulling you into a kiss. it was gentle, passionate, & truly shocking to you.

"confess to you, idiot," he panted when the two of you pulled away. "i'm already here," he said with a fuck-it attitude.

"y/n, i've liked you for a long time, a really long time. i thought i made it obvious but you never really caught on cuz you're a dumbass or something."

you laughed, & he smiled at you.

he continued, "so then shitty hair told me i had to make it even more obvious, so that's what i've been doing this entire year."

"but all those girls-"

"yeah well i didn't know i was getting a fan club this year. honestly, they don't fuckin' matter though. what matters is you & i," he told you, his face still so close to yours. "so tell me, if you feel the same."

"i-i do," you stuttered out. in your defense, you were not used to such close proximity to anyone, let alone a sculpture chiseled by ancient greeks themselves.

"say it again," he said, voice deep & eyes half lidded. "i need to hear it again."

"i do, katsuki," you repeated per his request. "i really, really like you."

he pulled you into another kiss, & you both felt each other smile. it felt right.

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delululand · 7 months

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hi could u pls do txts turn ons + offs in a partner ?? tysm <33

hiii and sorry for long answer, it’s here~ hope you enjoy it~

txt turn ons + offs

I wasn't sure how you wanted this to be, so it has some mentions of NSFW content, but not a lot

soobin

turn ons: i talked about this before, but I think he's really into the cute type and we all know how he likes anime (does he watch hentai? idk but guess yes) and this got me thinking about whiney girls. it's a little hard to explain it completely, but his love for anime (and a shit that's in hentai)+his love for cute types+some aegyo type in korea, which isn't considered weird like it is for people living in europe and america, it all comes together such vibrations… so i guess groaning, moaning, whining it’s really his turn ons (but not too louder? hahaha I just immediately remember how he always “shhhh🤫” beomgyu when he starts being noisy)

and also being call some pet names? he’ll really like it

turn offs: okay i really think one of the biggest turn offs for him is degradation and any form of rudeness. he mentioned so much time that he prefer cute vibe and I really think that this extends to how he is in bed. I see him as a soft guy and if someone (especially his partner) were rude to him, even if during sex, it would most likely surprise and upset

and also just dishonesty, deceit and some shit like that

yeonjun

turn ons: I want to write so many things but I remember one of his live where he said something like "the way you perceive me seems a little distorted. off screen, my and soobin's personalities exchange". he didn't specify what exactly he was talking about or what part of his personality it was about, but it pops into my head every time I think of him. maybe it's a bit of a distorted perception, but can I really see him in something like a partially toxic relationship? I'm not talking about abuse or anything like that and I don't mean this in a bad way, but I think he would be interested in a relationship with some game?

it's like that girl who looks like an arrogant bitch (but she's actually nice) and she gives him mixed signals, secret dates and everything seems obvious, but no one says anything out loud and all that

it’s like 밀당 (밀고 당기기) this is a very popular thing in korea and literally means “push and pull”, first a person devotes a lot of time to the person he likes and flirts, and then pretends that he is not particularly interested in order to attract attention to himself

p.s. for my personal opinion it’s a strange shit, but a lot of people really into it

turn offs: this may sound a little contradictory, but actual arrogance and bad treatment of people? it's one thing to have arrogant bitch vibes, but to be a kind person, but to actually be an arrogant bitch is something else entirely

controlling and obsessive behavior (in a bad way) like I really see that if his partner was jealous of him, he would be flattered and he would take this situation into flirtation, but if his partner tried to control him 24/7, constantly wrote and called with questions about where and with whom he is, this would greatly alienate him

beomgyu

turn ons: ohhh that guy… firstly it’s catching his vibe? he has a specific sense of humor and it would be important to be on the same wave with him in general, but he also makes “suggestive jokes” most often and he’s the biggest dirty minder of all members. so one of his turn ons is someone who could not only take his jokes well, but also be able to answer him in the same manner and actually i think this boy reaaaally into dirty talks

turn offs: first of all I think it has two sides: 1. not taking his jokes and being sarcastic in a bad way (like not making jokes pretending that he is annoying because he would like that, but on the contrary answering rudely or something like that) and 2. not taking him seriously. yes, he is really funny and jokes a lot, but he also has feelings and would like to be able to talk about it seriously, discuss different topics with his partner and know that he will be understood and accepted

taehyun

turn ons: first, he’s really a smart guy and i think intelligent conversation and debate it’s one of his turn ons. but also an even bigger turn on is when he explains something to you? something like you ask him how this or that thing works and he tells you the story of how and why it works the way it does and the moment you nod at him with eyes full of interest his dick literally twitches in his pants.

secondly, he said he's not the type to take initiative (especially in showing affection) because of fear, so if someone had the courage to be more proactive it would touch his heart. like you know for example you're still at the just friends stage and you link arm in arm when you're crossing the road, lightly stroke his back when you hug him or put your hand and lean on his lap when you're sitting next to him and laugh. these actions are simple and innocent enough, but would literally drive him crazy

turn offs: total pessimism and whining all the time. everyone has problems at some point and it's fine if a person wants to get support and share it with someone, but I'm talking about people who literally whine 24/7 about everything and don't want to solve problems. does he really seem a little cruel about it? like he'd have no problem supporting you if something happened and helping you as long as it took, but he wouldn't coddle someone who's infantile and can't solve the slightest problem on his own

huening kai

turn ons: watching and discussing anime with him, don’t ask me why, i just feel so hahaha

paying attention to the smaller things that demonstrate true thoughtfulness and kindness and compassion towards others. he is sooo cute, kind and caring person and he'd really appreciate it if his partner showed the right attitude towards other people.

and also being able to show affection openly, giving him words of encouragement, praise and all of that

turn offs: ignorance and intolerance, too self-centeredness, i wrote about it above and I think it just goes against his values in life and what he might like

and also being closed off and emotionally unavailable like. he has a hard showing his feelings and if his partner is even more closed off, they just won't connect?

p.s. i would also be very interested to hear your opinion on this topic, maybe you have something to add?

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melonteee · 6 months

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About Sanji being feral with men/older men, I remember reading once in a fanfic how an OC or SI (I can't remember which ^^; ) suggested that the reason why Sanji is nice to women and rude to men is because of his family. That at a young age he formed the mindset that women tended to be good people while men tend to be bad people because when he was young only women (his mom and to an extent his sister) were the only ones to treat him with kindness while the men in his life (his brothers and father) treated him like shit.

That kind of makes sense and I can no longer unsee it.

I'm so sorry this got so long because I have so much to say about Sanji and his perception of gender so read under the cut LMAO

Anon the SECOND his WCI story was revealed, that was the literal first thing I noticed. As always, Oda has an incredible show don't tell ability - and while it is implied (and maybe Oda didn't have the intention), there's certainly an idea that Sanji puts women on a pedestal due to how men abused him.

But considering Reiju helped Sanji, and how there were maids around Sanji who were also kind to him, along with his own mother, I'd say it's extremely intentional. Reiju also isn't exactly the nicest person either, like she's presented as a total grey area. It's not that Reiju was kind to Sanji just because she was a 'nurturing' big sister, but because she was the only one who didn't have her emotions literally programmed out of her. Reiju still gave Sanji a tough time, and still didn't help him unless it was behind Judge's back, but she still showed him more kindness than Sanji's father or brothers EVER did.

While there's an obvious misogyny in Sanji, and it IS undeniable, it certainly slides much further up on the misandry scale. When he was first brought into the world, the only people nice to him were women. His first memories and first acts of care and love came from women. He was allowed to cry around his mother, he was allowed to let his guard down around Reiju, and he was allowed to be his 'emotional' self with the women that surrounded him. It is undeniable Sanji has elevated women up to a being higher than men, and much higher than his OWN existence. This has all mixed and formed inside him due to his time with the Vinsmokes AND his time with Zeff.

After all, combine Sanji's first and only real acts of affection coming from JUST women, with Zeff's ideology that women are NOT to be harmed, of course you're going to create a boy who idolises women as this holy deity.

Not to go a bit off track, but it's why this idea that Sanji HATES himself, and why he has ZERO self worth, is ALSO something people tie to his gender. Does Sanji take pride in being a 'manly man', or does he think that's what he needs to be for women? Does Sanji compensate his hate for his own self by being this extremely overdone, heteronormative gentleman? By projecting his love onto beings he believes he can never be nor measure up to?

When of course, these 'beings' are just women. Just people, like himself.

The discussions surrounding Sanji and gender, combined with his abusive male environment and this clear confusion/hatred for men, is WHY there are many who have picked up this idea Sanji perhaps does not want to BE a man. It can be called a stretch, or wishful thinking, but it's something people within the queer community have seen nonetheless.

After all, we have SEEN Sanji's happiness upon being perceived as a woman - TWICE.

Sanji quite literally has a deadname he refuses to be referred to as.

And now, with his current mutation happening, he is becoming afraid of - and displaced IN - his own body.

Sanji is such a weird and complicated character to fathom, honestly. It could VERY well be these were all things Oda just accidentally tripped and banged head first into, but WCI as a whole had a pretty big focus on not JUST familial roles, but expectations and roles of GENDER as well.

Katakuri's need to be stern and emotionless as an older brother, Pudding's abuse due to the fact she wasn't 'pretty' enough, Big Mum's daughters being married off unless they proved they can serve some OTHER purpose, Sanji's brothers forcefully cold and emotionless, Reiju needing to bottle her own emotions with fear of being bullied, SANJI'S bullying due to being an emotional boy, Judge HIMSELF being made fun of for his crying.

Combined all with Reiju telling Sanji "You're a boy, don't cry!"

WCI was fucking RIDDLED with gender discussion and gender expectation that comes with blood family, but this idea is pushed to the side due to the themes of familial abuse being the most prominent. Yet a BASE of familial abuse IS expectations of gender roles that comes WITH a nuclear family.

As much as people don't want to see it or CAN'T see it, Sanji's character and arc includes areas of toxic gender norms JUST as much as it covers blood family abuse. It's just something that's taken to an extreme in this hyper fiction setting, and thus, it can become invisible beneath the surface. But I see it! And obviously, you see it too anon!

Sorry for the rant I am just VERY passionate about Sanji's complicated relationship with gender LMAO

#ask #melonask #Sanji #SORRY AGAIN LMAO

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woah-uhuh-uhuh-uhuh · 8 months

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Christine Canigula was socially ostracized & developed a complex to protect herself: an essay

(suddenly i NEED to infodump about Christine actually so here)

Something I only noticed on rewatch: the way Christine will say something silly and then just kind of gingerly wait to see if Jeremy reacts well to it before continuing, almost like she's asking permission?? (e.g. the gap after the first stanza of "Play Rehearsal"). And it's only after he riffs off her bowling alley bit that she feels comfortable talking about her personal feelings with him (right before "Guy that I'd Kinda be Into"). The same happens with their "weird noise" exchange immediately before "It's pretty killer to sit and chat with you." I know theater relies on being succinct, and that 'bonding over shared quirks' and 'feelings talk' are both just crucial parts of relationship development... but I don't think it's a coincidence that it always goes in that order!

It's like Jeremy has to pass these *trials of weirdness* before she feels safe opening up to him and it drives me BONKERS so I wrote a whole 1000 word thing about it under the cut and this got too massive and I'm sorry. Also some autistic Jeremy meta at the end if that sweetens the pot hehehe

Table of contents:

Why she was ostracized

How she was ostracized

How that might inform her pattern of relationship development with Jeremy and Jake

How gender caused Jeremy's experiences to differ from hers, and how that affects their current relationships with "popularity" and peer acceptance.

1. Why she was ostracized

I am just so certain that Christine has been bullied or at least majorly outcast for a lot of her life. She's very obviously neurodivergent and because of that she can have these obnoxiously deep and repetitive interests, she can't judge if a piece of information will be genuinely interesting to someone, and she doesn't take social cues very well.

She frequently interrupts people when they're talking (an ADHD symptom btw), even when they're literally talking to her about the thing she wants to hear!

(C: "Do you find that? Because I totally find that!" J: "Uh, yeah, I-" C: "-And no matter how hard I try....")

(J: "I know the last thing I deserve is another shot, but-" C:"Jeremy, just... say what's on your mind.") (girl I'm sorry but that's what he was doing..... I have a whole other thoughtpiece on how this particularly fucks with Jeremy while they're dating but thats another thing...)

She doesn't seem confident in her interpretations of people's emotions and she'll ask/talk about them point blank (both theirs and her own) in a way a lot of people would find rude

("Uh, you seem really nervous...") ("Popular people are fucked up! *mutual laughter* …I mean, you're one of them!") ("I am flattered, this is new / still I'm not sure what I should do" <- as a response to getting asked out, that's pretty bold! Plus the entire part where she laughs at Jake's "rich boy routine") (also compare and contrast to Jeremy's "I don't know what I'm supposed to say right now." idk. are your allistic stage dorks in the room with us right now motherfuckers)

I'd go on about her hyperfixations/special interests too but I think Play Rehearsal pretty much sums it up lol

2. How she was ostracized

All this to say that I am CERTAIN she spent a lot of her schooling having "nice girls" patiently let her sit with them at lunch for weeks at a time until they finally get sick of her rambling and faux pas. Only when they leave does Christine realize that they didn't actually care about anything she said... And this happens over and over and over. (I know this seems hella specific but I swear it's an actual phenomenon... at least I'm pretty sure? sdjflksjf)

But anyway, it's clear that by the time they're juniors, Christine has kind of (and I do only mean kind of) figured out what behaviour other people respond poorly to. And from evidence I stated in the intro, I think she's become really careful about which people she lets herself get attached to. She doesn't want this to ever happen again - which means if she's going to hang out with someone, she has to know that they actually care about her, that they know she will sometimes be obnoxious or blunt, and they'll still be okay with that forever.

3. Applying this to her canon relationships

You can extend this to Jake, someone who sees her in her element in drama rehearsal (the thing everyone finds annoying about her because she won't shut up about it) and STILL likes her. I think it's a totally valid reading that her bluntness with him later ("Upgrade") is just because she misreads him / doesn't quite get the social standard that she should be white lying instead. But I think you could also read her as testing the waters. If she's really going to commit to dating this guy, she's gotta know he's okay with her being herself. And the fact that this guy (and I think it's significant that he is a boy, for reasons I'll explain in the end note) genuinely seems to like her is a whole new level of peer validation ("I am flattered, this is new") -- so of course she's gonna fall at least a little! It doesn't hurt that he's "tired of being the person that everyone thinks that I am..." just like her!

Her history with being pity-liked makes Chloe's "advice," that Jake's just toying with her and is going to move on soon, even scarier, because that's genuinely happened to her (on a platonic level) so many times before.

Jeremy is also a good candidate from the beginning because he's weird he's a weirdo he doesn't fit in and he doesn't wanna fit in you ever see him without this stupid cardigan on? that's weird! And she keeps warming up to him not only because they're getting to know each other but because he gets progressively more willing to not only tolerate (as Jake does) but *participate* in her weirdness!

First, she does something weird and he tolerates it ("Play Rehearsal"); the next time she's weird, he participates! (bowling ball before GTIKBI). Then finally finally finally he initiates the weirdness and lets her join in! ("weird noises" exchange before GTIKBI reprise).

And notably, it is THIS moment that canonically signifies that they've hit the apex of their canon relationship development. If there was an achievement called "Befriend Christine," it would have popped up right then and there!!!

IN CONCLUSION: YOUR HONOR I LOVE THEM T_T

4: Christine vs. Jeremy: Gender differences & how that ultimately impacts their social goals

I also think all of this would have happened to Jeremy too if he'd been a girl. But because, generally, young boys feel less social obligation than girls to take pity on the autistic kid (and because boys tend to be more quickly recognized as autistic) he just ends up completely alone for most of his school life (Michael nonwithstanding - and yeah there's an important distinction between your childhood friend putting up with you and knowing that, woah, I guess literally nobody else ever will).

Meanwhile, Christine has had people "put up" with her, and she's SICK OF IT!

That's part of why their complexes are so different, because Christine is trying to check everyone she meets to make sure they'll be okay with her weirdness before she gets attached, Jeremy is trying to eliminate his weirdness altogether because he's never even experienced his peers listening out of *pity* so how the hell can he expect someone to ever listen to him out of *interest?*

Jeremy has never had someone pretend to like him before, so he completely lacks Christine's fear of befriending someone who secretly hates you. He doesn't realize how bad it'll hurt him if he destroys his real self for popularity, if he befriends people who would have bullied his real self. He doesn't know what disingenuous friendship feels like, so like a very young Christine he's still actively trying to get there because he thinks it's the only kind of validation he'll ever get.

Do you see what im saying? Do you see it???? AUAUGUGUUGGH

THANK YOU FOR READING!!! If you have thoughts or even rebuttals please share i am so desperate to discuss the blorbos

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Kane & Jim #43: Everything’s Different Now

Masterlist

content: vampire whumper (past), recovery, known whumpee a lil bit, begging, forced medical treatment, needles, panic attack, forced to endure trigger

takes place a few days after Home.

Jim anxiously jiggled his leg in the waiting room. Every few seconds, he glanced to the side to make sure Liz was still sitting next to him.

It’s okay. It’s daytime. He can’t get you while the sun’s out, Jim tried to tell himself, but it didn’t feel real. It hadn’t felt real since the moment he stepped out of Kane’s house. He felt like any second, he would wake up back home, just like he’d done every day for the past five years.

Kane’s fucking mini-mansion is not your home, he chastised himself. You’re home now.

“Mommy, that’s the man from TV!”

Jim looked up to see a kid pointing right at him. The kid’s mom looked startled to see him, and a little embarrassed. “Don’t point, sweetie, it’s rude.” she chastised. “So sorry about that.” She said apologetically, but she wouldn’t stop staring. “God bless you.”

“It’s cool.” he dismissed, giving the kid an awkward wave and sinking further into the chair. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that, being recognized from the news. It was kind of cool, maybe? But also... weird. Liz reached over and squeezed his hand.

“Mr. Lieberman?” called a nurse.

Jim stood up instantly, relieved to have an excuse to put those thoughts aside. Liz held his hand as they followed the nurse to one of the rooms.

They both sat down as the nurse began checking his vitals. Jim tried his best not to flinch away. He was still getting re-used to the idea that touch doesn’t mean pain.

“Hm, looks like you have a slight fever.” the nurse informed him.

“Oh.”

“The doctor should be in shortly.” She gave him a friendly smile, then left.

“This is so damn weird.” Jim muttered.

Liz got up and leaned against the wall by him. “What? Going to the doctor?”

“Yeah.” Everything about being back in the real world was weird. There were so many people, and they were all just... normal and nice. “I dunno, I haven’t really thought about going to the doctor as, like, an option in a while. I’ve been Kane’s for... almost a quarter of my life. It’s gonna take some getting used to.”

“You’ll get used to it. Means you still spent more than three quarters out.” She patted him on the back.

The doctor came in shortly after. “Jim, it’s nice to meet you. My name is Dr. Augury. How are you feeling?”

“Um, I’m feeling alright.” he replied.

“Good, good. I understand you’re coming to me about several issues after your ordeal. I’d like to take a look at your back, first things first. The records from the hospital indicated you’re at high risk for Lyme.”

“Oh, yeah. Those damn ticks were all over me.” Jim pulled his shirt over his head.

Liz gasped. “Jim...”

“Yep, that’d be Lyme. Multiple sites. That explains the fever. I’ll write you a prescription for some antibiotics and it should clear up no problem. You’ll make a follow-up appointment up front.” The doctor wrote something down while Jim put his shirt back on, then returned.

“Thanks, doc.” He’d have to check his back out in the mirror later.

“What’s next on the list?” the doctor asked.

“So, um, I’ve got... the neck, obviously.” Jim glanced at Liz. He hadn’t brought it up yet, but she had a few new scars herself: most notably, four claw-like marks running down her jaw. He knew hers were from vampires, just like his. He didn’t think he could bear to hear about vampires hurting his baby sister.

“Yes, I see. Is it giving you any troubles?”

“Yeah, actually.” Jim admitted. “Kinda thought it would go away, and like, it’s definitely faded a little, but it’s still there. And not just that... is there anything you could do to make it like, go away? Clear up or whatever?”

“I would recommend over the counter pain relief for the ache, we can reevaluate in a month if it still hurts. As for the scar... this vampire, it bit you on a daily basis?” the doctor asked.

“Yeah.”

The doctor looked at him sadly. “You have to understand that’s years of repeated trauma, reopening the same wound every single day. I can refer you to a specialist, but I’ll be honest, I don’t think the chances of this being able to be removed are high. I’m sorry.”

“I’d like the referral anyway, if that’s alright.” Jim requested.

“Of course.”

“And, um, my arm.” Jim held it up, showing off the unnatural bump under the skin. “He- I broke it a couple years ago and it healed all messed up. Still kinda hurts too.”

“I’ll refer you to a surgeon for that. He can get you some x-rays and fix the malunion. That I’m much more confident can be fixed.” the doctor said. “Is there anything else you’d like to discuss today?”

“Um, I don’t think so?” He shrugged.

“Alright, I’d just like to get a blood sample. Given the consistent blood loss over the past five years, it’s best to make sure everything’s going on alright in there.”

Jim froze. “I think... I’ll pass.”

“Jim, you should do it.” Liz encouraged. “It’d suck if something’s wrong with your blood and we didn’t catch it.”

“Nothing’s wrong with my blood.” Jim protested, unable to keep the tinge of defensiveness out of his voice. Kane certainly never thought there was anything wrong with his blood.

“I’d really recommend getting a blood sample.” the doctor interrupted. “It’s just going to be a little prick, that’s all.”

Head wrenched to the side, fangs sinking into his neck.

“No thanks.” Jim said firmly.

“Jim, c’mon. Please?” Liz’s brows bunched up in concern. “I’m worried about you.”

He sighed. He really didn’t want to do this. He was so fucking tired of having his blood taken. But alarm bells rang in his head: protesting was bad. He was being disobedient, and disobedience will always be punished, and he was so damn tired of being beaten. He knew Kane wasn’t here, but that nagging in the back of his mind scared him. He could behave.

“Okay.” he conceded.

“This will take less than a minute.” The doctor assured as he began preparing the syringe.

Liz stepped over. “Want me to hold your hand?”

Jim searched her words for a trace of mocking, but there was none.

“Yeah.” He felt pathetic, needing his little sister to hold his hand just to get his blood drawn when he was 24 years old. He’d done the same for her when they were kids, but he was surely too old for that now.

Liz took his hand in hers. “It’ll be okay.”

Jim’s eyes followed the doctor as he prepared the syringe. That’s going into me, and it’s going to take my blood. He shivered at the thought, squeezing Liz’s hand.

The doctor was saying something, but as the needle went in his arm, all he could see was Kane.

At first, he went still. It’s feeding time, and he has to be still and obedient during feeding. But then he remembers: he was out. He spent all that effort getting out, he almost died getting out, and now he’s back to being fed on.

He knew it was misbehavior, but the despair at his situation was just so powerful that he had to get away. Jim thrashed, but hands held him down as he cried over the urgent voices around him. “Please, no! I don’t wanna be food anymore! I was out! Please, Kane, sir, please stop!”

“Jim, it’s okay!” Strong hands held him firmly in place as his blood was taken from him again and again and again. “You’re not food, you’re a person, it’s just a blood draw! It’s almost over, just relax.”

The doctor retreated with the syringe. Jim was vaguely aware of Liz asking him to give them space, and then the door was closed again, and he was alone with Liz, still holding him down. “Please, please, please,” he begged, tears streaming down his face.

Liz let go. As soon as his arms were free, Jim wrapped them around himself, shivering.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know what to do.” Liz said. “The needle was already in you, I didn’t want you to hurt yourself.”

“Needle...” Jim looked down at his arm, at the band-aid that had made its way there. He hadn’t used a band-aid in years. Kane always just stopped the bleeding himself. “He’s not here.”

“No. The vampire isn’t here.” Liz agreed. “You’re safe. We’re at the doctor’s, remember?”

He nodded slowly, feeling sick to his stomach. “I’m sorry f-for being disobedient. Please don’t punish me. I’ll be better.”

Liz was crying now, too. “No one’s gonna hurt you, Jim.” she assured, hugging him. “No punishing. You’re not... disobedient, you just freaked out. There’s no one to- disobey anymore, right? You’re free.”

“Right. Right, yeah.” Jim shook his head, trying to clear his mind. “S’just weird. Everything’s different now.”

“Yeah.” Liz was looking at him weirdly, like she was seeing him for the first time. “It is.”

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skyblueartt · 4 days

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My personal headcanons for Elizabeth and Charlie as teenagersssss!!! (an AU where Elizabeth and Charlie are very much alive and well and they grow up together I guess ahhHhhhhh)

Elizabeth:

Natural born PERFORMER! Just like her dad. Loves loves loves making people laugh or just entertaining in general

Bubbly, very much a “girly-girl”. I like to imagine she’s pretty popular at school- given how I like to think she loves a good performance, maybe she’s on the cheer team! That would be cute. Also tries out for the yearly school play for sure, always aims for the MAIN role (maybe she gets it one year and William is just like “THAT’S MY GIRL ON STAGE”)

While she’s generally sweet, I do like to think she’s got a bit of a crazy steak to her. Like father like daughter. Eccentric, cunning, and very smart. If she *wants to*, she would be able to manipulate those around her very very very well, because she comes off as such a sweetheart

Polite, “kill them with kindness” sort of attitude she puts on (especially with the rude customers at her dad’s pizza place. Omfg) unless somebody messes with a person she deeply cares for

Hurricane is a small town (I think…lol), so she’s definitely known as “that girl whose dad is this weird British guy owns that popular pizza place” and naturally people are quite drawn to her because of that, I think. I mean Hurricane doesn’t seem that exciting, of course everybody’s like “omg. British?”

Works as a server at ✨Freddy Fazbear’s Pizza✨

I do like the idea that Charlie teaches her how to skateboard for some reason. That’s so random tho (I drew teenage Lizzie riding a skateboard once that’s literally all)

Charlie:

When I was first drawing my version of a teenage Charlie, I was instantly like “she’d be a teen in the 90s, sooo. I wanna make her a grunge kid”. Idk why, I just love that idea. Ripped jeans, muted flannels, band t-shirts, etc etc. all that. That’s so fun. Even if she’s like a “wanna-be grunge kid” (which is even better imo) I love it

Favorite band is Nirvana for SURE

Expresses interest in wanting to play the drums and her dad got her a drum kit for her 16th birthday 🤗

Nice girl- a little shy, quiet around those she isn’t comfy with, kind of the loner kid at school (I get it, girl, I was that too). She has a good heart though, much like her dad. She doesn’t have a ton of close friends, except Elizabeth, who is by her side basically 24/7. Social anxiety, maybeee (…self projection? Shhh)

Introverted. I imagine she loves to just lay in her room listening to her favorite bands. Maybe she’s really into certain bands- posters, t-shirts, concerts, etc etc. music is a nice escapism when she’s stressed :)

Very Interested in what Henry does- the whole “building robots” thing is very very very COOL to her. Loves to hang with him at the workshop when she can, esp during summer break :) he sorta shows her the ins and outs of what all goes on, and she’s extremely fascinated

Also works at Freddy’s! Sorta just does whatever lol, idk. Elizabeth sticks up for Charlie if a customer is rude to her

Lizzie really isn’t the type of person she’d hang out with typically, but they grew up together and their bond just became stronger :) some kids at school find it strange that these two are pretty different in many ways but are besties

I’m sure I have more, but I’m sleepy so maybe I’ll add onto this later 😭😭 @stub-balls I just want them to be happy :( I love Charlie smmm

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Day 6

True Soul. That's what they called me. This new god, the Absolute, has rabid followers all throughout these parts. At first I thought it was just goblins. Today I met humans and gnolls who worship it. A Zhent we met on the road mentioned drow as well. Apparently the tadpole is what makes them think I am a True Soul. There really is something highly unusual about our infection. It makes me all the more eager to cure it.

But what if it can't be cured?

The humans I met who worship this Absolute had been attacked by an owlbear. The 'True Soul' among them perished from his wounds in front of us, telling his siblings to listen to me because I'm also a True Soul. They told me they were looking for people from the nautiloid crash. I got as much information as I could out of them before telling them I was in the crash. They immediately attacked us, and were immediately killed. The 'True Soul' had half a spear shaft. I bet the other half made it into the owlbear before shredding him.

I found the owlbear cave not far from where they were. I wanted to make sure it wasn't hurt by that cultist. I know that sounds dangerous but I really do love animals and I can win even some of the most dangerous wild animals over. We found a mother owlbear and her cub in the cave. The mother had the half a spear in her head. She claimed she would be fine, and let us leave alive. It's the best I could do, but I don't think she will live. I only hope her cub is old enough and can survive out there alone once she's gone.

Astarion asked Gale, Shadowheart, and I if we had loves waiting for us when this is over. Gale said it wasn't the easiest question for him to answer. Who gives an answer like that to a very simple, yes or no, question? WHY THE FUCK IS HE SO ANNOYING? Shadowheart had a weird answer, but that didn't surprise me. I only said I'd been single for the past year. Not willing to go into my dead boyfriend sob story, or the series of short-terms I'd had recently in an effort to comfort myself that only made me more depressed.

Found out Shadowheart's big secret. She's a follower of Shar. At least that explains why she can be such an asshole. She also has no memories. She told us she voluntarily wiped her own memories. Shar also inflicted an incurable and often but randomly painful wound on her. I don't even have words. I'm grateful that I can at least understand her now, and she has some trust and warmth towards me again. Still that grumpy attitude and blatant rudeness comes out of her more readily than anything. I probably won't be able to forget how shitty she made me feel the other day anytime soon.

Tonight Astarion invited me over to chat while he was drunk on bear blood. He was actually very cute for a bit, and it was nice to see him so happy. That is until he started on a whole power-hungry drunken tirade. Not cute. I get why he wants power though, and I don't begrudge him for it. I reminded him that he's surrounded by hero types who might want to bring about his end if he doesn't step carefully. He needn't know I could be counted among them. I need him to trust me just as much as he needs me to trust him. Besides, I completely understand where he's coming from and I don't really think it would come to that anyway. Sometimes I wish I could tell him outright why I empathize so easily with what he's been through. Maybe someday. Or maybe I won't even need words for once. That would be nice.

Both of them make me think of Dad, because I think without him I would be more like they are. His words still echo in me all the time. “With enough time, people won't remember what you said or what you did, but they will forever remember how you made them feel.”

Okay, enough about these weirdos, I need to write my music!

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severidescigar · 2 years

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Detective Stalker - Jay Halstead

Fandom: One Chicago

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Reader

Request: Could I request a Jay Halstead x Reader where the reader just moved to Chicago and is Jay's neighbor and maybe they keep bumping into each other and she is concerned he is stalking her?

•••

Moving to a big city was a dream of yours since you were basically a child watching those cheesy coming of age movies, so when you landed a job as a teacher in Chicago you didn't think twice about grabbing this opportunity.

It was also the first time you were going to live completely by yourself and you were anxiously waiting to see if the apartment you rented solely by seeing some pictures was actually matching them...because let's be serious the last thing you needed was to be scammed in a city you basically didn't know a single soul. But so far everything was running smoothly. Picking up one of the last boxes from your car you were patiently waiting for the elevator to arrive when all of a sudden it's doors opened and a tall man rushed out almost knocking the box out of your hands. "Oh sorry" he mumbled quickly checking to see if you were fine then making his way out of the building. You barely had any time to react to what just happened let alone say something and you turned around to see who was the unknown neighbor. Despite being in a rush you caught him looking at you from the entrance door but he quickly left as you locked eyes with him. Brushing off the weird encounter, you made your way up to your apartment without thinking much about it.

On the other hand, Jay's mind wondered all throughout the day to the mysterious neighbor who he just so rudely bumped into. He had just gotten a call in regards of a case that was giving him quite a headache, so he had to get to the precinct as soon as possible, otherwise he wouldn't have minded stopping and having a quick chat with her...still he hoped he will unintentionally bump into her again soon.

The following day you had just returned from your first day as a teacher at your new school. You were over the moon happy as you genuinly thought this job was a great match and even your colleagues seemed very welcoming. Getting out of your car your eyes scanned the almost empty parking lot just to see the stranger who bumped into you a few feet away leaning on his car and talking on the phone. As he noticed you, he cracked a small smile and soon enough drove off leaving you in disbelief.

Despite being a very positive person trying to see the good in everyone, you weren't naive to the fact that you were a young woman living by herself in a normal apartment building.

You heard stories about people being stalked but to you the idea was so far fetched and almost movie-like, but soon enough it seemed actually more and more possible. When going to a late gym session you were surprised to yet again bump into the same guy who so conveniently seemed to be in the same place as you since you moved there.

All these encounters happened in your first week in Chicago which made you worry a little, plus the stress of setting up a classroom and get to know so many people, as friday night approached all you wanted was to relax and watch a movie. Just as you finally got the chance to sit down on the couch a knock on the door disturbed your peace. With a heavy sigh you dragged yourself towards it and didn't even bother to look theough the peak hole. "Hi, I hope I'm not disturbing...I'm Jay." The mysterious man who you automatically labeled as a stalker was standing right in front of you with a very charming smile on his face. "No, it's fine! I'm Y/N", you answered shaking the hand he extended and just as you looked down you noticed his badge clipped on his pants, which gave you a bit of relief. "I saw you around this week and I wanted to bring you this as I assumed you just moved in...I live down the hall" he spoke and handed you a nice bottle of wine which you took with a smile. "Anyways it was good meeting you. I'm gonna head home, I just got off work." and before he could walk away you intervened "Why don't you come in and we could open this bottle of wine?" Seeing he hesitated and most likely was about to decline you continued "Come on, I'm new to the city and I have no aquintances here let alone any friends"

Your persuasion skills seemed to work and he made his way into your apartment. Heading towards the kitchen to pick up two wine glasses you couldn't help but glance at him as he took off his jacket. "So where did you move from?" He asked as you poured the wine in the glasses. "Indiana, I got a job here in Chicago as a teacher." Answering you took a sip out of the glass "And you I assume...you're a police officer right?" "Yes I am...detective actually." Chuckling as you remembered all the things that went through your head throughout this week you just had to get it off your chest. "This is going to sound very embarrassing but...we ran into each other so many times that I genuinly thought you were stalking me." "Do you invite all your presumed stalkers into your apartment? Because this seems like a safety hazard for you..." he spoke very amused at what you just disclosed. You spent the next 2 hours talking and getting to know each other and even finishing the bottle of wine he brought as a welcome gift, which promted a lot of good laughs. You found out about his time as an Army Ranger, how he came up to be a detective in the Intelligence Unit and you also shared some stories about yourself which he seemed very interested into.

Looking at the watch on his wrist he realized it was nearing midnight "I should head home it's getting late and I'm working tomorrow." "It was very nice to meet you Detective Stalker, thanks for stopping by." You spoke articulating those two words which earned you a chuckle from him. Walking him towards the door you knew this wasn't going to be your last encounter and just the thought of seeing him again soon gave you a very warm and fuzzy feeling. "Here's my card...you let me know when you're free so we can grab dinner maybe." He said and you nodded in agreement. As you said your good nights both of you were left with a great feelimg about each other which would further develop into something more.

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bluestonebliss · 6 months

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HELLO my tumblr twin, it’s your turn to share something spooky from where you’re from!

Tales From the Perth Regions

Okay I dragged my Dad into helping me answer this ask because that man knows everything there is to know about The Happenings of this area.

These are my favourites.

The Satanists of Kings Park

To those unaware, Kings Park is one of the largest gardens within a city in the world. That place is fucking massive, and contains a lot of thick bush. One of the landmark buildings in the park is the DNA tower, named after its shape.

Also, unrelated but the vantage point from the top of the tower is pretty neat.

Popular local legend goes that from the mid to late 70s a group of Satanists and Devil-worshippers would gather on full moons at midnight to have meetings and dances on the tower, terrorising any outsiders that dared to get close. Over the years a few homeless people who slept in the park have gone missing or found dead leading many to believe they were sacrificed in a ritual.

My Dad never personally got chased out my a mob of Satanists, but many of his mates claim to have seen their dances.

Personally, I find this one rather rude. Im a bit miffed I didnt get an invite to these meetings. Mayhaps the kings park satanists are a tradition in need of revival.

The Wreck of the SS Alkimos

Boy oh boy this is a long one. Buckle up.

No idea about how much of this is factual, but as requested this is as much of the story as I can recount as it is told through the broken game of telephone.

Upon its construction, the Alkimos experienced its first tragedy. The story goes that during construction, eleven workers were trapped between layers of metal. They all suffocated to death. Some say their bodies werent found for days, while others say their corpses were never removed.

The ship saw active service in WW2 when its second tragedy occured. Some radio operator was killed in a muder-suicide on board which was covered up as an enemy attack. Apparently the radio opperator was the first Toronto woman to die in active duty during WW2. Her name was... Maud? I think? Her ghost is said to haunt the Alkimos. Now, this is a detail thats neither here nor there, but Dad says many radio broadcasts were made back in the 50s on the Alkimos wreck trying to document it for the public, but almost all of them failed or experienced a malfunction during transmission. Bit of an odd coincidence, no?

Now on to the weird shit.

On a trip to W.A., the Alkimos wrecked on Beagle Island. It was salvaged and towwed to the Freo ports for repair. It was then towwed out by an ocean-going tug boat to Kong Kong when the tow cable broke, and sent Alkimos right back to wreck on the coast of Freo. They flooded the hull to keep her stationary, and posted an onboard watchman. Dad says this watchman was driven off the job, claiming the ship was haunted. The Alkimos was repaired one again, and was leaving for the Philippines but the tug assisting got recalled due to a storm and Alkimos took anchor. The anchor broke, and sent the Alkimos back to run aground at Yanchep, only an hour-ish from Freo port. They gave up trying to restore her after that, and there she still remains to this day.

And now the bat-shit stuff.

Multiple scrapping companies attempted to scrap parts of the Alkimos over the years after everyone gave up trying to fix her. One company reported that every time they tried, a fire would break out on board. Every time they came back the fire would somehow restart and drive them away. A few of these companies went bankrupt soon after. Thus, the legend that removing any part of the Alkimos was an omen of terrible luck.

It is said that many ghosts haunt the wreck. The most famous being Henry, the ghost of an elder man in gumboots and an oil skin. Apparently he's nice enough. My Dad's mate, Jack Sue, wrote a book about the ship ( The Ghost of the Alkimos) and during his stay on board the ship for research he bunked there over night. He said that he woke one night to pained moans from the nearby bunk, and upon turning on his torch, the sheets of the bed went sailing across the room. He said that you could hear voices aboard and the smell of cooking despite it being abandoned. He took a spice rack off the ship, and immediately was hospitalised with some sort of lung infection. However, his lungs were already fucked by the war, so its not like it was very out of the blue. He died fully convinced the ship was haunted, and he was not the sort to shake easy.

Around the late 1960s, champion swimmer Herbert 'Shark Bait' Voigt attempted an unassisted swim from Cottesloe Beach to Rotto, an island off the coast of W.A. (from which the main access point is via the Freo port) Anyway, he was never seen again. A few weeks later, about an hour north of his departure point, his skull was found floating above the wreck of the Alkimos my an escaped prisoner. Some versions of the story say is was found over the wreck, some say about 200m off the wreck, and others say it was found in the flooded engine room. Nobody knows for sure. Regardless, the cause of death was never determined.

The Alkimos has been blamed for so many misfortunes, deaths, mishaps and the like in the area that its impossible to tell you all of them. My Dad even blames a missing half a tank of petrol on the Alkimos from when he rode there.

If you want to learn more, i bet that book would be a great place to start.

Either way, seems like a great scuba place to me! I will for sure be diving what remains of the ship the second I get the chance. And I will be taking what ever I can get my mits on from the wreck.

Sadly, almost all the ship is underwater these days, but nothing a snorkle cant fix! If I go missing after announcing a trip there, you will know why.

#rewriting this whole ass essay bc tumblr didnt save my draft #batshit aus things #western australia #you may be a trains autistic but i am a shipwreck autistic. specifically haunted shipwrecks.#i froth at the mouth over a good ship wreck #i wanna go there so bad #i dont usually believe in ghosts but the Alkimos is WEIRD #kings park satanists plz invite me #i dabble in satanism and i wanna be a local legend #asks #moots my beloved #Lost is my tumblr twin #Oh! and also the perth hills people believe there are panthers and tigers and shit in the local bush

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Oh can you do Nolan Scarecrow starting to have crush on weird secretary in police/office?

Basically when they call for her she is just suddedly next to them and gives them heart attack. Gives people weird complements (to Jon: You look if autumn was human). Just stares people in soul while looking at them. Gives people shiny rocks, pens etc as presents.

Ps. I had problems with your rules downloading so I hope I didn't break any 🙇‍♀️.

a bit odd-ish behaviour

a/n: dw my querida, my rules are just being kind and no nsfw <33

pairing: nolan!jonathan crane x fem! secretary!reader

summary: y/n is very odd in this, like just stare at you from afar only to come closer and tell you "you look nice smelling." and if someone says that to me, im falling head over heels, just like jon does.

☤) oh ho ho!

☤) you are truly an odd one if you catched jon's eye!

☤) this,,, this crush jon was developing was a spontanous feeling, when he met you he just considered you, and not as a friend or a coworker, just his secretary.

☤) well it would've continued like that if you wouldn't have been you!

☤) it was a slowbuild up, small details in everyday life

☤) you also seemed to have an odd effect on people, some of the coworkers did very rude comments of you being weird, and he would make passive aggressive remarks back.

☤) another thing jon really likes is your efficiency, at the times he really needs your help or a file, he just calls your name and you appear next to him WITH the file in hand, like magic, the first time he got a small heart attack, and he felt a weird sentiment of happiness and annoyment (jon had conflicted feelings about this)

☤) jon also started speaking to you more after some time, and he felt warm taking over his torso and chest when you greet him, and let's not talk about how the warm flushes into his face when you compliment him, some of his favorites are

"you know, you look as if autumn was a person."

"your eye whites are really white, some people have the white veiny and red, but yours is just perfect, i like it."

"the floor and walls seem nice to you."

"you look like a super agent in that suit."

☤) he lives for those compliments.

☤) when the small gifts start it is when the crush becomes a bit noticeable, one time you arrived and stared at him while handing him a small white rock

"i found it in the way home and you need decoration in the office."

☤) he absolutely plays with the rock when he gets anxious or bored.

☤) it all began to grow until some doctor passed him after talking to you and receiving another compliment, the old doctor looked at him and said;

"woah, i have never seen you blushing and smiling, doctor crane."

☤) that's when he knew he had a problem, you had gotten into his heart, a heart he used to believe that was only filled with love for fear, you had made jon's heart swell.

☤) he had to stay away from you. not only because of the danger of you being affiliated with him, but it was also because he was afraid, for a long time it wasn't a small fear like a screamer, it was truly a fear he caused himself.

☤) jon decided to isolate himself from you, not wanting to feel that fear again, started ignoring you, and just treating you like a secretary, the conversations became smaller, and his shoulder even colder, and he was freezing.

☤) even though you are odd that didn't make you any less smart, you were brilliant and brave, he could just admire that from afar until one day you confronted him, and as always, appeared from behind him. you told him he was acting very off

☤) he tried to act as if nothing was happening but you stopped him and showed him evidence, jon felt cornered in this situation, you had him by the noose and neck.

☤) CLIFF HANGER JFKAHDVKLGBSDVHDHSVHFHFFVVDBDBBF

☤) jk, jon just let it all go out, talking about his fear and feelings against you, letting it all go out, and when he ended he looked at you and,,

☤) CLIFF HANGER NOW HAHAHAHAHAHAHDASFHVHKVDGHBCFSA troleados

#scarecrow x reader #jonathan crane #scarecrow #the scarecrow #gotham rogues #jonathan crane x reader #jonathan #scarecrow x you #batman x reader #cillian murphy #cillian x y/n #christopher nolan #the dark knight

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ibelieveinahappilyeverafter · 3 months

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The Mafia Princess Part V: The Escape

Part five! A little bit late, but I'm trying to get my Online Writing Career up and going while I try to find a job. Y'all, if I could just make $500 a month with my bullshit, damn that would help.

But until that day, have some more tropes!

Mafia Princess Masterpost AO3 Link

Winning Result: Accept the offer, but get overwhelmed and sneak away from the hospital.

TW: Blood and a character going through shock.

Reminder: The poll for the next chapter will be under the read more at the bottom of the post!

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Before she even realized it, Elsa was nodding and letting the man tuck the blanket more around her before a hand was on her back and leading her towards the nice black car. “Wait- Hang on, my backpack- I left it behind the dumpster.”

She was pretty sure she was definitely in shock, at that point, because she heard them all talking, and the man had said something to her after she mentioned her backpack, but it sort of sounded like she was hearing it from underwater.

She knew she was led to the car and sat down inside it, and she could still hear Desi’s labored breathing, but it was all… kind of a blur. She wasn’t even really sure what direction they were driving in. They had said something about a hospital, right?

“-ey.” Jumping at the touch to her shoulder, Elsa blinked forcibly a couple of times to try and focus. The man who had led her to the car and talked to her was looking at her like he was trying to get her attention. “You with me?”

“I mean, yeah? I’m in the car with you?” For some reason, she heard one of them laugh at her confusion, which, alright. Rude.

“Right, silly me.” Yeah. That was the tone of an adult thinking they were talking to a kid. Definitely rude. “Can you tell me your name?”

“I mean. I could. I was also taught about stranger danger and all of that.” Then again, she probably shouldn’t have gotten into the strange car with the men probably carrying guns. Ah, well. Better than trying to get home and coming across whoever had been chasing Desi. They had sounded like the type of people to shoot back talking kids. “Please don’t shoot me.”

The man in front of her said… something. It was in some other language, and not one she knew enough to even guess at what he was saying. Sounded fancy. French? “We’re not going to shoot you. We do need to know if you’re injured, though. Did you get hurt?”

“Oh. Uh, no. Just- Just Desi.” Oh. That was a really confused look. Maybe she got the name wrong? “That’s your boss’ name, isn’t it? I think that was around the time he was passing out from blood loss, so maybe he said it wrong? Or I heard it wrong?”

“No… no, that’s his name. Just surprised me for a second, is all.” Huh. She guessed it was weird for her to go around calling adults she just met by their first name. Was that rude? Maybe she was being rude. She would apologize for that. Probably. “Do you know what shock is?”

“Like sticking a fork in a socket?” The man stared at her and oh- Oh! “Oh! You mean like in shows and stuff when something bad happens- Yeah. Yeah, I think- I think I’m in shock. Maybe?”

“Okay. Well. We’re outside the hospital right now and we’re going to get you inside, alright? Desi already went in and is getting taken care of.”

“We’re here?” Elsa looked around the car and realized the only one in it besides her and the man in front of her was the driver, who was watching them through the rearview mirror. “Oh.”

She hadn’t even noticed the car had stopped, and she half-remembered the fact that time feeling weird was a part of shock, which was why she probably had a hard time remembering the walk from the car to the waiting room when she suddenly realized she was sitting down in a chair. Her backpack was right next to her feet, too. That was nice. They had listened and grabbed her bag for her.

Elsa tucked her blanket more around her and then realized that she was sitting inside a hospital after stopping a man from bleeding to death after getting shot three times. The man who had been wearing a nice suit and had a hidden gun strapped to him and who had been chased down. The man who had been collected by four suited up people in an expensive black car who referred to him as boss.

…did she just help save a mob boss?

“Nope,” Elsa mumbled to herself before standing up from her seat. She was not doing all that great, but she was not going to stick around after having really realized just what all had happened. Shock wore off, after all, so she would be fine.

Grabbing her backpack, and struggling to get it on and keep her blanket on her at the same time, she looked around the waiting room. No one seemed to really be looking at her and the man who was obviously from the mob or something didn’t look to be around. She might’ve seen him by the front desk, but she didn’t waste the time to see if she was right.

Instead she did the smart thing that she should have done from the beginning and booked it out of the hospital and the waiting room. She just barely got outside before she paused with the thought of wondering if she should tell the police everything that happened or not.

She… probably shouldn’t. The police were often corrupted and worked for the mob and all that, right? Hm. Was it mob or mafia?

Not important.

What was important was getting as far away from the hospital as possible and making her way back ‘home’ to try and pretend that that entire afternoon had never happened at all. Helping a bleeding man in an alley? Haha, nope! She had been at the library! All day!

Thankfully luck was on her side, and the hospital she had been taken to was actually pretty close to Linda and Rob’s place.

Even better, she got back way before curfew, which gave her plenty of time to clean up once she noticed she had dried blood all over her hands and half her clothes. Past her actually was nice for once, though, and had put a full bottle of water in her bag. It wasn’t enough to get squeaky clean, but it was enough to pass. As for her clothes… She wrapped the blanket tighter around herself and hoped that it would be good enough to not get noticed.

Opening the door carefully after getting it unlocked, Elsa walked in and tried to make it seem like she wasn’t being suspicious as she headed for her room.

Before she made it to the door, though, Linda was shouting out, “Hey! Hold it.” Elsa held her tongue to see whether or not she was already in trouble for something, first. “Next time you head to the library, tell me instead of leaving a note, okay? I can’t exactly call you.” Oh. Huh. Okay.

“Sorry,” Elsa said, trying to make it seem like she cared at least a little. “I’ll try to tell you next time. Promise.” At the silence, she looked over her shoulder to see that Linda was staring at her. “Um…?”

“Why are you wearing a blanket? Did you take that with you to the library?” The tone was judgemental as all hell, but Elsa would rather deal with that than her noticing the blood on her clothes.

“I, um, I was cold.” Oh, that was such a bad lie. But she could work with it. “I couldn’t find my jacket so I threw this in my bag,” Elsa sighed, pushing herself to sound a little more embarrassed. “Didn’t think I’d need it, but then the wind started picking up when I was walking home.”

“Well, next time try to find your jacket before going out. Last thing we need is people thinking you aren’t being taken care of.” Ah. The worry of all foster parents who weren’t all that great. Being caught out for it.

“Will do,” Elsa said as sincerely as she could manage. “I’m going to go finish up whatever I didn’t get done at the library, make sure it’s all ready for school tomorrow.” Playing meek and studious was the best way to squirm out of the attention of a guardian, and it didn’t fail her here.

“Just make sure to come out when dinner is ready,” Linda sighed, walking away and giving Elsa the opening she needed to get into her room and close the door. She didn’t lock it because she didn’t have a death wish, but she immediately dropped the blanket and moved to change clothes before anything else.

After she finished changing, she would lay down, relax, and take a nap. Hopefully whenever she woke up next everything that happened would have just been a dream and the world would go back to making sense.

#mafia princess #original #my writing #story poll #vote on how the mafia boss should approach her to thank her lol #eitiher at home or at school but either way she is going to be having a Time of it let me tell you #and look! still a longer chapter!

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blog-name-idk · 2 years

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Everything Falls (Into Place) | 23

*Banner by the incredible @bangtansmauyeondan

Pairing: OT7 x Fem Reader

Genre: College!AU, Roommate!AU, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: Your new roommates are unbearably nice and unbearably hot. Good thing you're an adult who is fully capable of platonic friendships with the opposite sex, right?

Word Count: 861

AN: So once I finish posting the rest of the chapters, I'm thinking of writing some drabbles within this universe to help flesh things out a bit more? Maybe via request if there's stuff people would want to see? Not sure how all this stuff works on here/protocols or whatever so we'll play it by ear I guess. Also sorry the formatting for the texts is such shit, copying and pasting from the AO3 editor made some things weird lol.

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Jungkook

Hyungs please tell me that Tae's just listening to porn super loud

Jin

Lol…

Hobi

I mean… [y/n]'s not in her room

Jungkook

Goddammit

This is torture

Hobi

We should be happy for them

Jungkook

Are you?

Hobi

I want to be…

Jin

Aw Hobi it'll be okay

You'll get your chance to talk to her about it

Hobi

I don't think I should

I don't want to ruin things or make her feel guilty

Jin

I wouldn't write it off immediately

Maybe she feels the same way

Hobi

I wish

But it's ok!

I'll be happy if she's happy

~~~~~

Jungkook

Hyung :(

You

You were right

Mina

I know

You

You don't even know what I'm talking about

Mina

Yeah but I'm always right

You

I wish I could refute that but I've got nothing

Mina

😘

So what's up?

You

Oral is amazing

Mina

!!!!!!!!!!!

YOOOOOOOOOO

Which one was it?

You

Lol don't you mean who?

Mina

Bitch we both know that was a multiple choice question with 7 possibilities

You

…

Mina

Well I know it's not Jin since he's waiting or something stupid

You

Rude!!!

He's a gentleman!

Mina

Yeah whatever

Taehyung?

You

Dude how

Mina

Fuck yeah I'm the best

You

Well that's only half the story

Mina

What did you have a 3some with him and Jimin or something

You

DUDE HOW??

Mina

LMAO I WAS JOKING

HOLY SHIT

YOU SEXY LITTLE SLUT

I'M SO PROUD

You

Thanks, I think…

Mina

Come over now

I need to hear everything

You

Yeah yeah fine

Mina

Ohhh you should get one of them to rim you

I bet between 7 pokemon at least one of them uses that move

You

Please don't use pokemon in sex analogies

And nah, not my thing

Mina

You can't knock it until you've tried it

You

One could make the same argument about scat porn

Mina

Ok not the same but whatever

Your loss

You think your brother eats ass?

You

How do I delete a person

Mina

That's called murder, babe

I bet he does, since he's perfect

You

Bye

Mina

Don't forget I'm right about everything

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You

I'm gonna throw up

Jin

Good morning to my lovely wife <3

You

Good morning to my handsome husband! <3

Jin

Not to stress you out or anything

But I wanted to warn you

You

Jin

You know how most of our rooms are on the same floor?

You

Oh my god

Jin

So some of the guys might be a little awkward today

I don't mean to push, but can you talk to Hobi soon?

You

Ok I will today

Jin

Thanks :)

You

And I'm so sorry

Jin

About what?

You sounded good ;)

You

Oh my GOD

Jin

Can't wait to hear more of those pretty sounds in person

You

JIN!!!!!!

You can't just say stuff like that

Jin

You weren't so shy in my car the other night

You

Are you seriously trying to turn me on at 8 in the morning?

Jin

Is it working?

You

… Maybe

Jin

Well you know where my room is

I'm happy to help out 😇

You

Wow so generous of you

I'm still in Tae's room though so I'm all set

Jin

Wait

You

See you after I have my breakfast 😘

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Jin

Fuck

Jungkook

I'm going to murder you fuckers

Jimin

Hmmm?

Whatever for?

Taetae, do you know what Kookie's talking about?

Taehyung

Not a clue 😗🎶

Jungkook

I HAD TO LISTEN TO YOU GUYS ALL NIGHT

THE FIRST TIME WAS BAD ENOUGH BUT YOU HAD TO WAKE UP AND GO AT IT AGAIN?

Taehyung

To be fair

What would you do if you woke up and she was naked in your bed?

Jungkook

Omfg

Jimin

I mean it's not my fault I woke up to her grinding on my dick

I'm just a man

Her butt is so cute btw

Jungkook

Why are you telling me this

Taehyung

Ugh she's so pretty

Jimin

And that thing she does with her tongue omg

Jungkook

I fucking hate you guys

Jimin

We love you too, Kookie!

Jungkook

Do you know how exhausting it is to angrily jack off not once but twice

Jimin

Lmao

Taehyung

Be patient Kookie

All in its own time

Jungkook

What's that supposed to mean?

Read 8:13am

You did not just leave me on read

Delivered 8:20am

Oh god fucking dammit NOT AGAIN

Jimin

If it makes you feel better it's just Tae

I had to leave my beautiful [y/n] for dance practice 😭

Life is cruel

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Jungkook

Words cannot express how little I give a shit about you right now

You

Give me an hour actually

Mina

Bruh you bout to get dicked down?

You

;)

~~~~~

Mina

Get it girl 🍆🍆🍆

Hobi

Do you guys want to go for a walk?

Jungkook

Meet you outside

~~~~~

Jin

Yeah good god I thought Kookie was the rabbit

Namjoon

Hyung, do you know if there's some event happening today?

Yoongi

Namjoon

No one's in the kitchen this morning

Yoongi

no idea

Namjoon

Well I have coupons to that diner by us

Wanna go get breakfast?

~~~~~

Yoongi

sure

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#bts x reader #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts ot7 x reader #kim namjoon x reader #kim seokjin x reader #park jimin x reader #jeon jungkook x reader #min yoongi x reader #kim taehyung x reader #jung hoseok x reader

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A Really Really Old Interview with Milo From The Earliest Days of Gilmore Girls, TeenMag.Com

Name: Milo Anthony Ventimiglia

D.O.B.: July 8, 1977

Hometown: Milo was born in Anaheim, California, but he grew up in nearby Orange, CA.

How You Know Him: Most people recognize Milo from his role as Jed Perry on the short-lived but much-loved Fox TV show Opposite Sex. He's also appeared as a guest star on show's like C.S.I. and Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Now, Milo has joined the cast of the terrific WB show Gilmore Girls as Luke's trouble-making nephew, Jess.

Taking the Plunge: Milo always wanted to be an actor, even when he was a little kid. "When I was eight, I was telling my parents, 'Hey, in twenty years, I'm gonna win an academy award,'" says Milo. "Then I really didn't dive into it until I was 18." When he was in high school, Milo was in plays, but he was too focused on playing sports?football, baseball and basketball?to think about getting into acting professionally. "Then, finally, when the opportunity came up as I got older, I was like, 'Wow, this is really something that I enjoy doing, and I think I could see a future career in it,'" explains Milo. "Plus, I'm not the best salesman, and I can't play guitar." What else was there for him to do?

First Paying Gig: The first professional paying job that Milo ever had was a small role on The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. "I had one line," says Milo. "I walked down the stairs at some party Ashley was having because her parents were out of town. I have a girl on my arm, and I say, 'Relax Ash, we're just taking a little tour' and I laugh. It's a great glorious moment," he adds sarcastically.

Big Break: Besides that captivating bit part on Fresh Prince, Milo did a few commercials and appeared as a guest star on a few other TV shows. The public really started to take notice of Milo when he landed the role of Jed on Opposite Sex. This short-lived series earned Milo countless fans and some even made fan pages for him.

Becoming a Gilmore Guy: These days, Milo plays Jess, the new boy in Stars Hollow on Gilmore Girls. So far, we don't know that much about him. "He's kind of a mislead youth," says Milo. "He drinks. He smokes. He says rude things. He's kind of impolite. But, uh, he just doesn't want to be there." Jess is sent to live in Stars Hollow with his uncle, Luke, when he gets into trouble, and his mom just doesn't know what to do with him. Jess isn't just a typical bad boy though. "He's also really intelligent," says Milo. "So I think there's hope that he's going to turn out to be a good guy, or at least kind of he'll settle into his own in the town. He's always got a book in his back pocket." And guess who else is always carrying a book around: Rory.

Mystery Guy: Even Milo doesn't know that much about his Gilmore Girls character, Jess. The writers haven't told him where Jess was living before he came to Stars Hollow or even what his last name is. "I guess he's one of those Madonna characters," jokes Milo. We're guessing that both Milo and us Gilmore fans will be getting to know Jess a lot better in the coming months.

Good to be a Bad Boy: Milo admits that he's really having fun playing the bad boy role this time around. "I really enjoy it," he says. "I think, a lot of times, I kind of get stuck with the nice guy. The nice, indecisive guy who doesn't know how to make up his mind about anything. So, it's nice to just be the carefree, reckless youth." Plus, you get to do all those bad things without getting into any trouble. What a deal.

Sticking Around: There's been a lot of speculation about how long Jess will be a character on Gilmore Girls, so Milo wants to set the record straight. "I've got a two-year contract." says Milo. "I'm on for two years. It's kind of weird* My mom is so funny. Gilmore Girls is her favorite show, and so she goes on the web sites and spoiler boards and everything. In some places it says, 'Oh he's only a guest recurring,' and in other places it says that I'm only in two episodes," says Milo. "But no, I've got a two-year contract." So, go ahead and get attached to him girls. He's gonna be around a while.

Making Trouble: Of course, the news that Jess will be on Gilmore Girls for two years may upset some of the hardcore Rory and Dean fans out there. The rumors are flying that Jess is going to come in and break up that adorable couple. Milo isn't really saying what's going to happen. "Yeah, I definitely raise hell," he admits. "In episode number eight, which we just finished, I meet Dean for the first time. It was interesting. It was very quick but it was cool." Jess has already caused one fight between Lorelai and Luke, and it looks like he's just going to keep shaking things up in the sleepy town of Stars Hollow.

Movie Editing: If you look up Milo's movie credits, it looks like he's been in quite a few flicks, but it turns out, the poor guy has been edited out of most of them. For instance, in She's All That most of Milo's scenes got chopped. "It makes me laugh. My part was so miniscule," says Milo. "You see me walk in a door, and, right before I'm about to talk, they cut. So there's that. And then there's a whole following scene with myself and Kirin Culkin [that got cut], and then there's another scene in the movie that was totally cut. So, I kind of laugh when people are like, 'Oh, Milo Ventimiglia, She's All That,' and then they name something else, and I'm like, 'I wasn't really in those movies.'" There are a few movies that Milo managed to stay in, including one called Sheer Bliss, which hasn't been released yet. "I couldn't get cut out of that," says Milo. "I was the lead role." Sheer Bliss is about four guys who graduate from college and decide to try to figure out what the heck the want to do with their live. Check out the official website at www.sheerbliss.com.

Car Guy: Something else Milo is really into, besides acting, is cars. "I'm kind of a motorhead," he admits. "I'm a Chevy guy. I've got two Chevys." In fact, Milo was excited to learn that the teenmag.com shares a building with big name car magazines like Hot Rod and, even better for him, Super Chevy. He even wanted to stop by so we could take him to the car magazine floors and show him around. Milo said he'd call to set up a time to drop by. We're still waiting* (sigh.)

What's That In His Pocket?: Just like his Gilmore Girls character, Milo has always got a book with him. During down time on set, he's usually just sitting back reading a book. Currently, he's reading the Richard Bachman (aka Steven King) book The Long Walk.

Manly Movies: Milo's movie collection has got a lot of classic guy flicks in it. He's got The Godfather DVD collection, Goodfellas, Blow and The Matrix. But Milo's also into some old classics like movies starring James Dean and Marlon Brando. "I kind of dig all that old stuff," says Milo. Milo says that he really likes movies with good character development. He prefers movies "where it's not superficial. You have to kind of see what's going on in the mind of the character, to see their thought process without them giving it away or handing it to you on a plate." So he's a thinking guy. How cool!

Milo's Music: Like most people, Milo has a pretty eclectic music taste. "I listen to a lot of hip hop, and right now I'm stoked on a band called The Strokes," says Milo. "I was up at like five in the morning last week, just doing a bunch of stuff, and then I ended up just crashing on my couch and turning on the TV. I was falling asleep, and I heard the song and saw the band, and I was like, 'Who the hell are these guys?' I went and bought the CD, and I just haven't taken it out of my player yet. Then also like a lot of Deftones, and a lot of Orange County punk that I grew up with."

That's all for Milo. Don't forget to check him out on Gilmore Girls every Tuesday night at 8pm EST/PST on the WB.

#milo ventimiglia #jess mariano #gilmore girls #this is wild reading an article so old that Jess doesn't even have a last name #playing the world's smallest violin for the “Hardcore Dean and Rory fans” who got to have that jackass for 5 years #and we only had our Jackass for two

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Red & Blue | Chapter 6

Author's note: There is something about Mason's hair on this chapter, but despite being currently relevant, it was written weeks ago 😅 Thank you very much for reading! 💜

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Masterlist

A couple of weeks after breaking up with Ben, I’m back with the national team.

“Hello, honey” Emily says as I walk out of my car, giving me a big hug. “How are you?”

“Good” I say with a shy smile.

“We will take good care of you here, you’ll see” she says as we walk into St. George’s Park. Inside, everyone I meet with comes to say hello, all of them giving me a hug and asking how I am. Even Southgate.

“We are a family, and we care about everyone” he says.

“Thank you” I say. “But if people keep being this nice, I’m gonna end up crying again.”

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“There she is! My favorite gunner!” Declan says when Leah and I walk into the room where the people who has already arrived is chilling.

“Oh, Declan, that’s so cute!” Leah says.

“I wasn’t talking about you, Williamson” he says as he gets up to give me a hug.

“Rude” she says, sitting down where Declan was. “Has Mason arrived yet?”

“Nope” he says. “But we should be seeing him and his stupid new haircut soon.”

“He cut his hair? No more prince Mount?” I say.

“Nope. And I don’t think you’ll like it when you see it.”

“Please tell me he didn’t went back to those weird bangs, the ones he got at the beginning of the season. They still give me nightmares.”

“It’s that short, but no bangs.”

“That’s something.”

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“Why Mason. Why” I say when he arrives.

“Why what? What did I do?” he asks, confused and a bit scared.

“That” I say, pointing at his head. “Why did you do that?”

“I got tired of having to keep it in place all the time. And it was bothering me while playing.”

“Then cut it a bit. Do something like Declan. Or go back to the hair you had in Oporto. You looked so good that day.”

“Did I?” he smirks.

“You did, yes. But you aren’t anymore, so stop smiling like that” I say, trying to ignore the fact that I just confessed that I find him attractive. Or used to. That haircut is making me reconsider it.

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The next few days feel like a blessing. We train, we play our first game and win, and we all spend time together, having fun. Things start to feel normal, that something I’ve had on my chest since I broke up with Ben almost gone. Some of my teammates are even thinking about throwing me a birthday party despite having to play that day.

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“There you are” Leah says when I leave the changing room after training, some of the other girls looking at me and whispering.

“Did something happen?” I ask.

“You haven’t checked your phone yet, have you?”

“I left it upstairs charging. Why?” I ask, starting to fear something has happened.

“Let’s go somewhere else” she says as she takes me towards the rooms, the other girls still looking at me.

“Leah, what happened? Is my family alright?” I ask when we are finally alone on one of the corridors.

“They are fine, don’t worry. It’s not them.”

“Then?”

“It’s Chilly” she says with a big sigh, showing me her phone.

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“That was fast” I say, my voice coming out almost in a whisper.

“He’s a dick, and I’m sure he knew what he was doing. There is a photo where he is looking at the camera, and then he turns as if to kiss that girl” Leah says.

I scroll through the article, looking at the photos, my throat starting to hurt as I try not to cry.

“It’s alright. We are over. He can do whatever he wants” I say, that thing on my chest coming back.

“I know. But I also know it still hurts, doesn’t it?” Leah says, coming closer. “And choosing to do it just a couple of days before your birthday... He better not cross paths with me any time soon.”

“I have to go” I say, walking away from her.

“Wait, no.”

“I have to go” I say again, crying and running away, wanting to be left alone.

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“Is this sit taken?” a male voice says behind me.

“Mason?” I say, turning to look at him. “What are you doing here? How did you find me?”

“Leah told me what happened, that you ran away. She couldn’t find you, so I offered to help her, and I remembered hearing you say that you liked coming here to be alone.”

“You did?”

“Yep” he says. “May I sit?”

I just nod, trying to control my sobs again.

“You can cry if you need to” he says. “I won’t tell anyone.”

“Thank you” I say.

At first he just stays there, sitting next to me while I look at the horizon and think about what an idiot I am. But as I start properly crying, I feel one of his arms around my shoulders, trying to comfort me.

“I was so stupid” I say, turning to hug him, now crying on his shoulder. “I knew the way he was, that he wasn’t looking for something serious. But I still agreed to go out with him, to actually date him. I let my guard down and started to have feelings for him, and now… Now I look like an idiot. The whole country probably thinks I am an idiot. An idiot girl who fell for a pretty boy.”

“You aren’t an idiot” Mason says to my ear, hugging me tighter.

“Aaron and Leah warned me. Many times. And what did I do?” I say, pulling away from him, our faces very close.

“You followed your heart” he says as he moves his hand to my cheek, wiping some of my tears with his thumb.

“And now it’s broken. When it was starting to mend, it is breaking again.”

“But it won’t be like that forever. It will heal. Like you just said, it had started to” he says, his hand still on my cheek.

“It’s already been broken twice. I don’t think it’ll recover from this one.”

“It will. You are a strong woman.”

I look up and meet his eyes. I don’t know what it is, but there is something on the way he is looking at me, on the gentle touch of his hand on my face, that makes me believe him.

“I believe in you” he says as if reading my mind.

“Thank you, Mason” I say, hugging him again.

“We should probably go find Leah” he says after a while, breaking our hug. “She was very worried about you.”

“Yeah” I say, getting up and trying to wipe away the last tears from my face. “How do I look?”

“Like you’ve been crying” he chuckles. “But also like someone who isn’t going to let anyone else fuck with her.”

“Good” I say, taking a deep breath.

“And there she goes, England's future captain” he smiles qs I walk past him.

“Don’t say that to Leah” I say, smiling back.

“It’ll be our secret. That, and this place” he winks, that cute dimple of his showing.

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“Leah, are you sure we are on time and that they didn’t change the schedule because it’s game day?” I ask her as we walk towards the canteen. “There is no one around.”

“We are in time, don’t worry” she says.

“Being late is the last thing I need” I say, letting out a big sigh.

“Please stop complaining, we won’t be late.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I know. Now just get in” she says, pointing at the canteen’s door.

“Urgh” I say, rolling my eyes.

“Surprise!” everyone says as I walk in.

“What the…” I mutter.

“Happy birthday, you idiot” Leah says, hugging me from behind and giving me a kiss on the cheek. “Cake boys!”

The crowd parts and Aaron and Mason show up carrying a big cake while everyone else sings happy birthday. I don’t know what to do, shocked that literally everyone is here. Both teams, all the staff members that work with us, the staff from St. George’s Park, the bus drivers… Literally everyone is here.

“Thank you” I finally manage to say once they’ve stopped singing, crying but smiling.

“Now you have to make a wish” Mason says, nodding towards the cake and the candles.

“Ok” I say, stopping to think for a few seconds. When I’m done blowing them all, everyone starts yelling and clapping.

“Grab your forks and plates, people! It’s time to eat!” Aaron says.

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I’m walking toward the bus, ready to leave for the stadium, when I hear someone calling after me.

“Birthday girl!” Mason says. “I thought I would miss you, I literally ran out of the shower.”

“I can tell” I say, pointing at his wet hair. His wet ugly hair.

“I didn’t want you to leave without giving you my present” he says, handing me a little box.

“You got me a present?” I ask.

“Of course I did!” he says. “Open it.”

I do as he says, my fingers shaking a bit. I’m nervous. Why am I nervous? Inside the little box, there is a necklace with my zodiac constelation. Gemini.

“It’s beautiful, Mason. Thank you.”

“Do you like it?” he asks.

“I do. I have others, but they aren’t like this one.”

“Great” he says. “I remembered seeing you wearing necklaces, and thought you would like it.”

“You noticed?” I ask, surprised that he has been paying attention to what I wear. First he remembered my special place, and now this.

“Yeah” he says, running a hand through his hair. Or trying to. “But you should go, I don’t want you miss the bus.”

“I’m the birthday girl, they’ll wait for me” I chuckle.

“Birthday girl, and future goal scorer.”

“You think I’ll score tonight?”

“Definitely. And we’ll celebrate later. Dec and Aaron are already getting everything ready for the party.”

“They are allowing us to have a party?”

“Only because it’s you” he smiles. “Now, go.”

“Yes, of course. Thank you, Mason” I say, giving him a kiss on the cheek before running towards the bus, the box and the necklace on my hand.

#mason mount #mason mount x reader #mason mount fanfic #mason mount imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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