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pinievsev · 1 month

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NUMBER NEIGHBOR

Pairing: Hunter x GN!reader

Summary: You decided to text your number neighbour to cure your boredom, leading to a new friendship and maybe more!

Warnings: some cussing, probably like, really bad. Not proofread, I hate reading my writing...

Word count: 1.8K (almost 9)

Taglist: @camphxam

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You sat on your desk with your headphones on, the music filtering out any and all noise around you, including your mum's frantic knocks on your bedroom door.

She opened the door, more like slammed, and stared at you wide eyed, you jumped and removed your headphones dropping them around your neck "what?.." you asked her confused.

"Why aren't you answering your door?! I thought something happened to you!" She wailed and stepped towards you placing her hands on either side of your face and kissing the top of your head repeatedly.

You laughed and put your own hands over hers "mum. I couldn't hear you that's why!" You gestured to your headphones, music still playing loudly enough to be heard by you both.

Your mum shook her head "you're going to go deaf if you keep listening to that" you made a tsk sound and paused your music "yeah yeah, okay. What did you need?"

Her mouth formed a little o before she spoke "right, right! Me and your father have to attend a meeting for work will you be okay on your own for a few hours?" You nodded. See, both your parents worked for a company not too far from your home, something related to music, you never really knew, maybe like an agency of sorts.

"Yeah I'll be alright ma, don't worry about it!" You gave her a closed eyed grin making her laugh "alright well, we'll get going, remember to do your homework, there's food in the fridge and -" you cut her off "yessss- i know ma you say the same thing evey time"

"Fine, fine. See you tonight baby!" She patted your head and headed for the door "hope the meeting goes well!" You shouted after her, only Catching a small part of her response before you put your headphones back on and resumed writing your essay.

You were so bored! So unbelievably bored. It's been about two hours since your parents left, you'd finished your homework ages ago and were laying sideways on your bed, scrolling through tiktok aimlessly.

As you were about to lose hope on finding something to do, you came across a video of a girl texting her number neighbour. 'bingo!' you thought.

Quickly, you switched to your text app and typed in your number, changing the last digit to be one higher than your own. You stared at the number on your screen, contemplating weather or not this was a good idea.

You shrugged and hit text. Changing the name of the contact to "Number Neighbour"

You - 5:26pm

Hello there number neighbour!

You stared at the text for a few seconds before you saw the delivered flash to 'seen' you smiled as you watched the typing bubble.

Number neighbour - 5:26pm

Hello? Who's this?

You - 5:27pm

Your number neighbour dummy!

You saw the typing bubble pop up almost instantly, chuckling to yourself

Number neighbour - 5:27pm

And what's that, exactly?

You - 5:27pm

Welllll, it's someone who has the same number as you! But th last digit is either one higher or lower!

You explained to the stranger who, again, starting typing almost instantly

Number neighbour - 5:28pm

Ohhh, I see! Is this like a trend or something?

You - 5:28pm

Yep! I saw it on tiktok and I was bored so I thought I'd give it a go!

You - 5:28pm

You're not like, some weird old creep are you?

You waited for a few moments

Number neighbour - 5:29pm

Idk, maybe I am. Are you?

You - 5:29pm

Idk maybe!

You guys continued texting for what felt like ages, you learned that he was about your age, one year older than you to be precise.

You also learned that he lived around the same area and went to your school, but you didn't want to meet eachother in real life just yet, where would the fun in that be!? You decided to simply call eachother number neighbours for now.

Every day at school you'd scan the crowds of the students a year above you, you didn't know who you were looking for but you felt like you'd know once you see him.

One time you even caught one of them looking right back at you but you brushed it off, shaking your head and running off to class.

You - 7:32am

Good morning beautiful 😍!

You laughed at your own antics

Number neighbour - 7:32am

It's too early for this. At least give me a minute before you start being weird? 😟

You chuckled at the text and shook your head, texting with one hand as you brushed your teeth with the other

You - 7:33am

But, being weird is my charm :(

Number neighbour - 7:33am

Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, go get ready for school kiddo!

You - 7:34am

It's only one year!!!!

Number neighbour - 7:34am

🤷🏻‍♀️

About 10 minutes later you were walking out of your house, headphones on and phone in hand. You were texting your friend who was freaking out about an exam today. Should've studied you thought.

As you were about to turn off your phone you saw a notification, ah. You clicked on it

Number neighbour - 7:47am

I have a revision exam today 😔

You - 7:47am

Hey, I also have an exam. We'll fail together!

Number neighbour - 7:48am

Good to know I'm not alone.

You turned your phone off as you made it to the building, taking your headphones off you ran to meet your friend and make your way to the exam room.

"Quiet please! Everyone!" Your professor's voice boomed. The class was buzzing, you had just been told you'd be sitting the exam along the older years, for the revision. You sat there wide eyed. Holy shit he's going to be in here.

You pulled out your phone, texting under the desk

You - 8:15am

Dude! Are you going to be sitting the exam with the younger years?!

You watched as he started typing as soon as you hit send, as if he had been waiting for you to text.

Number neighbour - 8:15am

Yep. Guess we'll be in the same room?

You - 8:16am

Guess so. Well, good luck!

Before he could reply, the professor shushed you all, as the older students walked in and took their seats. One of them sat by you, you admired him for a second, he was pretty. You shook your head, not wanting to stare and creep the boy out.

"Hey, uhm, excuse me?" You turned to face him again

"Yes?" You were both whispering, leaning slightly towards eachother

"Do you have a pen I could borrow? I lost mine." You nodded and reached into your bag, you pulled out a blue ball point pen and handed it to the boy who nodded at you thankfully

"I'll return it to you once after the exam" you shook your head "no need, I have a lot, you can keep it!" He nodded and thanked you again.

The exam went on for about 4 hours. At least you could go home early after this. You handed your papers to your professor who nodded and motioned to you that you were able to leave.

Walking out of the building, you sat down on a bench for a few seconds, rubbing your eyes. Once you looked up again, you saw the same boy from the exam jogging up to you. You waved and moved to the side a little bit to make space for him to sit down.

"Thanks for the pen again!" He said holding it up for you to see he still had it.

"It's no problem really! Wouldn't want you failing for no reason" he snorted at that "I think I failed anyways, i don't remember a single thing from last year. I barely survived in there!" He groaned throwing his arms up.

You chuckled at his actions and pulled your legs up to sit criss cross. "Sure you did." He rolled his eyes widening them as soon as he finished his previous action "oh! Im hunter by the way!" He said extending his hand towards you, you took it "Y/N!" (I CAN'T AVOID USING THIS DAMN THING)

You talked for a bit, but then you looked at the time, oh your parents must be waiting for you to eat lunch! You excused yourself and ran off, you watched at he pulled out his phone then disappeared out of sight once you turned the corner.

Your phone dinged as you sped walked and you checked the notification

Number neighbour - 2:19pm

How'd it go?!

You - 2:19pm

Pretty well! It was easier than I thought it would be! Wbu?

Number neighbour - 2:20pm

That's good! I barely remembered anything but I think I managed?..

You - 2:20pm

Well as long as you pass!

You - 2:20pm

I also met this guy! He sat next to me during the exam and asked for a pen. I think his name was Hunter? Do you know him?

You waited for a reply but it never came, the four letter word the only sign of him acknowledging you 'seen'.

You entered you house, taking your shoes off and running to the dining room where your parents sat waiting for you "sorry! Exam took a bit longer than expected!" You partially lied, taking your usual sit.

"It's okay hunny! How did it go?" You mother asked, and that sparked conversation with your parents.

After lunch you went to your room and checked your phone seeing a text from your number neighbour, 'ah look who decided to reply' you though and opened the text

It was a picture. A picture of your pen. The pen you'd given to Hunter. You felt like your brain had short circuited.

You - 2:56pm

What the fuck?! Hunter?!

Number neighbour - 2:56pm

Yessir! 😛

You - 2:57pm

Well. Uhm. Lemme just.

You changed "Number neighbour's" contact name to "Hunter"

Hunter - 2:57pm

LOL! Okay hold up!

Hunter changed your contract name to "Kiddo"

You - 2:58pm

HEY! ☹️

Hunter - 2:58pm

What?! It's cute :(

Oh...

You - 2:59pm

Okay then...

The next day after school as you were walking out you felt someone tap your shoulder, you took off your headphones and turned around to face the person

"Hey!" You were greeted by Hunter's beaming smile "mind if we walk together?! I noticed the other day we lived pretty close!"

"Oh.. yeah sure! Why not?" You agreed. You guys walked most of the way together, Hunter making sure to keep you on the inner side, by the sidewalk. You talked and talked about everything you could think about.

"Well this is my turn" he said stopping in his tracks" mine is just down the road over there!" You pointed

"See? I told you! We live really close!" He said beaming "I see yeah." You joked, chuckling

"I'll see you Tomorrow then!" He said bringing you in for a hug. You stood frozen for a moment but quickly hugged him back "see you tomorrow Hunter" you said.

You pulled away from the hug and waved at eachother, going your separate ways, faces red. Something your parents would tease you both about.

#fanfiction #kpop #kpop x reader #xikers #xikers hunter fluff #xikers hunter x reader #xikers hunter #xikers imagines #xikers oneshots #roady

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stranger-fanfiction-n-things · 2 months

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CHAPTER 1: THE VANISHING OF WILL BYERS

This is an Original Character fanfiction. All Stranger Things characters and content are owned by Netflix and The Duffer Brothers.

a/n: Love this subtle encounter. Slow burns FTW. I struggled with communicating my feelings in high school just like Diana does. I also really love how attentive Barb is to Diana.

Word Count: 2275

Masterlist

PROLOGUE || PART I || PART II || PART III || PART IV

HAWKINS HIGH

My body feels like it’s vibrating. I can’t describe how I’m feeling. Angry? Embarrassed? Sad? Shocked? Overwhelmed? The truth is, I don’t know why I left. I finished my history paper last week. I don’t need to go to the library. Between Tommy H and Carol making fun of me with the jock table to Steve and now Nancy, I couldn’t stay in the cafeteria any longer. Steve helping Nancy study? I don’t think I’ve seen him with a book in hand. His intentions were clear as day and Nancy was falling in his trap.

No. It’s unfair to Nancy to say that. Nancy is smart and autonomous. She knows what she’s doing…right? Nancy is the first between Barb and I to be in a romantic relationship with a boy. She is figuring it out as she goes along and we are following behind her. But Steve. He has a track record and their names are Laurie, Amy and Becky. He knows exactly what he’s doing and I am unsure of his intentions. That is what makes me suspicious. Did he really like Nancy or was she the latest conquest? What if—I collide with a body. Hard enough to drop my cardigan and book bag on the floor. My books, lunch and stationary fly across the hallway in different directions.

“Hey, watch where you’re going, will ya?”

“I’m so sorry!”

My cheeks burn as I drop to my knees picking up my things. I don’t dare look up and reach for the crumpled paper bag carrying my lunch, shoving it in my book bag. The person is on the floor too, collecting my pencils, pens and erasers that scattered across the floor. My heart is beating so fast. I feel pairs of eyes watching me in the hallway and force myself to keep my head down and avoid eye contact. I want to get out of here as fast as I can.

I stack my notebooks on top one another before shoving them in my bag. A large hand holding my stationary is in my line of vision and my breath hitches in my throat. I peer up beneath my bangs to see who it is and I see a pair of beautiful dark brown eyes looking at me. My jaw falls slack. I’ve seen him before in the parking lot with a girl who looks like his sister or cousin. They’re seniors at Hawkins High. The boy arches his brow and I blink realizing he’s waiting for me. I bite my lower lip taking the items from his hand.

“T-Thank you,” I say softly.

“No problem.” He says and my eyes drift to his lips. They are so full and pink. “Are you okay?”

The corner of his mouth twitches and I swallow.

“Yes! I’m fine.” I say quickly, shoving my stationary in my bag. I pick up my chemistry textbook while I stand to my feet. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t paying attention and—I’m really sorry.” I cringe at how frantic I sound. He probably thinks I’m about to have a panic attack.

The boy lifts his hands with caution and part of me thinks he’s going to run away or tell me to calm down. “I believe you, don’t worry.”

“Miss Sinclair, are you okay?”

I turn to Principal Higgins and wonder if he was here the whole time watching us. But he isn’t looking at me even though he asked me the question. Instead, Principal Higgins is glaring at the tall boy beside me. The corners of his lips pull up to a smile and my heart stutters in my chest at the dimples on his left and right cheek. I blink and nod my head, peeling my gaze off him.

“Y-yes, Principal Higgins.”

Principal Higgins finally looks at me, his glare is less intense but still holds its edge.

“Are you sure?” he asks.

I frown at the question. Why would I lie?

“Yes. I fell and my things went flying everywhere and...” I explain, turning to the boy. I want to say his name and realize I never asked.

“Eddie.” He says, standing tall and proud.

“Eddie was the only one nice enough to help me pick them up.”

Eddie grins now at Principal Higgins and I stare at his dimples again. They sunk deeper in his cheeks and he appears more boyish. He’s very attractive. Beautiful even. In a dishevelled kind of way. His pale skin is blemish free and his hair is curly and a little frizzy. I wonder what conditioner he uses or if he used conditioner. I press my chemistry textbook against my chest.

“I’m glad to hear that.” Principal Higgins says. Though he sounds anything but. “Have a good rest of your day Miss Sinclair.”

He walks away without another word and I frown at how weird the interaction was.

“Enjoy your day Principal Higgins!” Eddie says and Principal Higgins turns his head.

The annoyance in his features is laid on thick. I flinch, astonished by the principals visceral reaction to Eddie. Eddie waves at him, clearly for his own amusement and when Principal Higgins turns down the hall, he looks at me, smile fading a little. I open my mouth but quickly close it. What do I say now?

“Thank you.” I say for the second time.

There’s a glint of amusement in Eddie’s eyes and it both confuses me and pulls me in. “No problem.”

Neither of us walk away and I am all too aware the stares of people in the hallway. We were just standing in the middle looking at each other. I feel Eddie’s gaze linger on my face and feel my heart beat fast.

“Bye.” I say, quickly turning around and walk away from him before I implode.

I can feel his stare at the back of my head and don’t dare turn around.

The sun shines in the sky but it is still cold. I shiver as a gust of wind blows pass me. I realize I left my cardigan somewhere in the hallway. I don’t bother to turn back to retrieve it because what if Eddie is still there? I already embarrassed myself enough in front of him. There are very few people outside and I sit on a concrete ledge near the hedges, dropping my bag and textbook on the ground. Opening my book bag, I find my lunch at the bottom and pull it out. A groan leaves my lips at the state of it. It looks like an old crumpled up newspaper and some edges are ripped from shoving my books on top of it.

I know my lunch is ruined before I open the bag. My sandwich is unrecognizable with cucumber and cream cheese oozing out from the saran wrap. My bag of pretzels is salvageable though most of the pieces are broken. It is still better than nothing. I chew on a couple of pretzels, revelling in the bursts of salt. I’m starving but won’t risk getting sick eating the cafeteria food. Today is not a good day.

I think about Mr. Kaminsky’s chemistry test tomorrow. Chemistry is not my strongest subject and I was really looking forward to studying after school with Nancy and Barb. I stopped asking Mr. Kaminsky for help last month because he intimidates me and I left our session feeling more confused than before. I wasn’t failing. I had a B+, but I want to get an A on this test.

Someone clears their throat beside me and I flinch, crushing a pretzel in my hand. I glance up and see Eddie looking down at me with a white cardigan in his hand. My cardigan.

“This is yours, right?”

I nod in response, dusting the pretzel and salt from my hands and stand up to take my cardigan from him. I immediately put it on, basking in its warmth.

“Thank you…again.” I chuckle dryly.

Eddie stands tall, towering over me by a foot at least, and slim with a long torso. I look at his clothes. It’s definitely different from what boys in town wear. A black leather jacket and a plain white t-shirt tucked into his pants with a black belt. A silver chain hangs from his belt, glinting under the harsh fluorescent lights. I notice how small his waist is and my cheeks are hot at the random observation. His denim jeans are tight fitting around his thighs and flare out from the knee to the worn, heavily scuffed black Chelsea boots. Eddie holds a black metal lunchbox in his hand that looks like it has been thrown against a wall one too many times.

“You’re welcome…” he lingers, staring at me.

“Diana.” I respond, breathless.

“You’re welcome, Diana.”

Eddie nods his head and walks away this time. I watch his frizzy curls blow in the wind. I wonder where he’s going as we still had fourth period and I glance over his shoulder. The girl I always see Eddie with is waiting for him. I notice she is taller than Eddie, but not by much. She says something to him with a smile, playfully poking Eddie in the side. Eddie easily averts her touch and this makes her smile widen to a grin. Her gaze shifts to me for a moment and I fear she’ll yell or frown at me for being nosy, but she does neither. Instead, she waves at me. I wave back shyly and she turns around catching up with Eddie, both of them walking to the parking lot.

When I entered Mr. Kaminsky’s class, Barb is in her usual seat by herself. Nancy is nowhere to be seen. She’s probably with Steve again. I walk to my seat beside Barb and sit down, setting my chemistry textbook on my desk.

“You’re pouting,” Barb tell me, resting her head in her hand.

“I’m not pouting.” I say, pulling out my notebook and pencil. Eddie’s dark brown eyes flash in my mind and I shake my head.

Barb sighs to herself, perking up in her chair. From the corner of my eye, Nancy walks into the classroom and sits in her seat behind me. I don’t move, opening my notebook to a fresh page.

“Diana?” Nancy says.

“Good afternoon, class,” Mr. Kaminsky begins.

I pull my lower lip with my teeth silently thanking Kaminsky for interrupting Nancy. I’m not mad at her. My feelings towards Nancy has nothing to do with her and had everything to do with Steve Harrington and my insecurity.

“As you all know, we have a test tomorrow which means today will be a test review. By now, I am sure you have all been told about the level of difficulty my tests are and I just want to let you know that if you pay attention in today’s class and ask questions, you will not fail. Now, let’s start from chapter one.”

“How long are you going to not talk to me?” Nancy says.

I look at Nancy, not understanding what she meant. Mr. Kaminsky’s class ended five minutes ago and my mind feels like it’s going to melt. The last thing on my mind is what happened in the cafeteria. Barb is unusually quiet beside me and I wonder if she feels the same way I feel after chemistry. Mentally exhausted.

“Nance—” I sigh.

“Let me explain,” Nancy urges, blue eyes wide and hopeful.

Barb and I stop in the hallway waiting to hear what she has to say.

“Steve and I were in the bathroom and he was trying to get me to let him help me study. I just got so caught up in the moment, I spoke without thinking.” Nancy looks between Barb and I. “I know I was the one who planned this study date with you two and I hate that you two feel like I’m ditching you. I promise, I’m not and I’m sorry for all of this.”

Barb is the first to speak. “It’s okay, Nance. I understand. You like Steve and this is all new and exciting and I’m happy you’re happy.”

Nancy nods her head and looks at me. I shift my weight from side to side.

“I’m not mad at you, Nancy.” I say and Nancy’s eyebrows shoot up. “I was just…shocked and I didn’t know what to say or do so I just left and I shouldn’t have done that. Like Barb said, I’m happy you’re happy about Steve. This is new and exciting and I guess I’m still trying to process it all while also being in the moment with you.”

I look at Barb who nods her head in encouragement. I take a deep breath, feeling her warm hand in mine.

“I know you like Steve,” I continue. “Barb and I can see it, but we fear that the more you hang out with Steve and Tommy H and Carol…the more you’ll forget about us or not want us around as much.”

“When you get popular,” Barb finishes. I squeeze her hand in appreciation.

“I will never, ever forget about you guys or leave you guys for Steve Harrington. You two are my best friends. I could never ditch you for Tommy H and Carol Perkins.” she grimaces. Barb and I laugh. “I love you both too much to ever let that happen.”

“Aw!” Barb squeals, pulling Nancy and I in for a hug. “We love you too Nancy.”

My eyes burn with emotion and I close my eyes holding onto Nancy and Barb.

“Always.” I add.

#black fem reader #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things rewrite #dianasinclair #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson x female reader #sinclair!reader #steve harrington x black!reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson fanfic #steve x reader

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1moreff-creator · 10 months

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Happy birthday to Min Jeung, the Ultimate Student!

As you may have noticed by my blog name and pfp, I relate to this girl more than what is probably considered healthy. I wanted to show appreciation by talking about her a bit in a half-baked character analysis, and explaining why I find her so amazing!

-Despite being the Ultimate Student, and by her own admission having dedicated her entire life to her talent, she isn't just a souless studying machine. She still makes time to participate in various school clubs and even has a procrastination problem. She is outright offended when Xander insinuates she must have no friends because of her talent. In this, she just like me fr.

-Despite excelling in academics, she has grown to dislike and resent the education system for the seemingly endless amount of information it forces its students to memorize without actually learning anything of value. In this, she just like me fr. Additionally, this fuels her surprisingly interesting dynamic with Xander, one which I may have to cover in another post. Wouldn't want you getting distracted from my post about the birthday girl with thoughts of the pretty British boy.

-Her studious nature has developed into an unrelenting curiosity for the most random shit you can imagine. One of her favorite pastimes is, after all, browsing W*******a articles. Because of this, her knowledge seems to know no rhyme or reason, as she is both perfectly capable of explaining the entire process of baking a cake down to the molecular level, while also not knowing anything about milk beyond how good it tastes. Yes, this is mostly based on that one joke, but in case you can't tell, there's not much info we have to analyse her character with and I'm also sort of projecting really hard. In this, she just like me fr.

-One of these peculiar curiosities are insects and other critters. She decorates cookies with centipedes, collects insects, and her character profile states she likes tarantulas (not an insect, but you know). I chose to believe this means she is a Ghost & Pals fan, and yes that's me projecting again. I, too, am obssessed with funky little animals, so in this, she just like me fr.

-She dislikes children. Based.

-She is kind and patient and maybe a little gay, helping Unnamed Classmate study for a test they are clearly not ready for. Although she can get exasperated by the other's laizzes faire approach to studying, she still puts up with it for her friend. In this, she just like me fr.

-She suffers from pretty bad impostor syndrome, not considering herself on the same level as other Ultimates because of the way she was accepted in. She seems comfortable hanging out with them, but deep down doesn't believe she deserves it. In this, she... isn't like me fr, thankfully. Dodged that trauma.

-Her impostor syndrome is only exacerbated by the fact she doesn't believe she was the highest scoring of the Ultimate Contest for Eminent Students, just the one that best fit the ideal of "Ultimate Student". She sees that as a badge of shame, as she considers herself neither the smartest nor the most knowledgeable from those who took the test. Especially if her secret is the one about poisoning the competition, as many believe. This highlights the needless competitiveness of the school system, where even the students doing well can sometimes feel insufficient or dissapointed if they are not the absolute top of their class, or they don't perform perfectly at every opportunity. ...she just like me fr-

-She feels uncertain of her future, as being the Ultimate Student does not seem to guarantee any kind of future success, nor does it help her narrow down what she wants to do in the future. This is a great representation of a common fear and worry of top students, who worry having so much of their life be defined by their excellence in academics will mean they won't know what to do with themselves once they stop studying. Well, I say it's common, but maybe it's just Min and I, because in this she just like me fr. I assure you, I am fine.

-She didn't mean to kill Xander. How tragic, for someone whose entire life was defined by the pressure to never make a mistake, to never fail and especially not fail that Contest for Eminent Students, who was promised a bright future if she only gave up her present and her past to a souless system that does not truly care about her; to have that future ripped out from her, just because of one mistake. She only wanted to save Teruko...

-Fukc Danganronap asdkanej I wil why did this happen why she was so great and smart and I loved her and fuak's sake why why why. She's the first killer death that hurt me the most, by far, and her hug with Teruko actually fucking destroyed me aaaaahhhh-

-I love DRDT so much, and thank it for being able to live up to its name and giving me the despair I crave. Although Min's death made me sad, it made me sad in the good way, and I thoroughly enjoyed her character as long as she lasted. She may be the best written first chapter death I've ever seen! :D

Now please let Veronika live past chapter 3-

Anyways, thanks for reading, and happy birthday to Min Jeung! I will go cry now.

Bonus: Here's just a few songs that remind me of her. You may not be able to tell, but I like Vocaloid.

+Abnormality Dancin' Girl by Guchiry

+Lost One's Weeping by Neru

+Aishite by Kikuo

+Entomologists by Ghost & Pals

+Star of the Show by Ghost & Pals

+Pathological Facade by Ghost & Pals

+Appetite of a People-Pleaser by, guess who, Ghost & Pals

+Marionette by KIRA

+Meltdown by iroha(sasaki)

And of course,

+Happy Birthday!

#drdt #danganronpa despair time #fanganronpa #min jeung #i swear i'm okay

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itsdeathofabachelor · 10 months

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Remember the post I made about Jotaro being the same level of fucked up as Kakyoin but in different ways? I think I need to give examples because I have a very distinct thing in my brain I need all of you people to grasp to some extent here.

Jotaro is fucking huge. Ginormous for no reason considering he very likely hadn’t had the time to work out in between beating the shit out of local gang members, dashing and dining, and being a bitch to his mother. But because he hasn’t really been in a setting with a bunch of people with similar physiques as him, he has no idea how to act outside of being ‘cool’. Like, he sees no point in flaunting how he looks so he doesn’t, unlike with someone who, say, worked at their body image for months.

So I am being dead serious when I say Holly didn’t make him a school lunch one time (she had such a bad flu bug she couldn’t get out of bed) Jotaro skips all of his classes, entire day ruined. He goes out to the convenience store, red faced, puffy eyed, and shoves a packet of donuts down his shirt. No one even fucking notices. He eats all of them and cries, it’s so fucking funny.

I should probably mention, Kakyoin is one hundred percent the only one who Jotaro could give less of a shit seeing him do this. So he’s there, gingerly explaining the breeding cycles of salmon and trout in hopes of engaging Jotaro’s autism enough so he doesn’t choke and fucking die around the three donuts he shoved in his mouth.

So, six foot five, bulging muscles, could pop a can of tomatoes open if he put it in between his thighs and squeezed slightly, having a breakdown under a tree somewhere in a national park, defeated. A red haired, twitchy twunk drawing with a stick in the ground saying some shit like, ‘you can tell it’s a type of mammal because of its fin bones, even if it’s exclusively in the water now— please slow down Jojo I really don’t want you to throw up again’.

No, like, he’s a mess all the time but would rather die than be around literally anyone when he has that ‘calm before the storm’ meltdown feeling. So he just sort of shows up at Kakyoin’s doorstep like a stray and lays on his bedroom floor for three hours. Sometimes he falls asleep and Kakyoin uses him as a backrest because he always chooses to be face first directly in front of his Atari and Kakyoin wants to play his games.

Kakyoin’s mother one hundred percent thinks Jotaro is some dangerous delinquent who is going to put her son into a grave, life or death peer pressure situation until she sees Jotaro being dragged out of the house by his ankles with an out of breath Kakyoin carting both their bags under one arm, Jotaro’s coat over one shoulder, and Jotaro’s foot in both his hands. Like, ‘We have a math test. I need good grades. I am not explaining to Miss Holly why you have to retake highschool’.

And Jotaro’s completely limp, like three hundred fucking pounds of pure muscle, wearing a tank top, face down with his hat brim dragging on the floor. He looks fucking dead. He looks like a dead fucking rat. And Kakyoin’s mother no longer has nearly as many worries about Jotaro but also is forever cursed with the knowledge that, even if she were to gossip to her book club about it, they would never believe her.

Also, she’s seen Jotaro cry three separate times on the kitchen floor as Kakyoin makes his grilled cheese in the shapes of dolphins because his favourite cereal changed their packaging or Sadao calls and he’s just losing it in a puddle of tears. He never mentions it again and literally goes back to normal like nothing had happened.

He could beat the shit out of a whole biker gang, spear and set their leader on fire, all stoic and angry and totally badass. Everything falls into place with perfectly timed catchphrases and comebacks, but he’ll still be at Kakyoin’s house, twenty minutes later, face down infront of his Atari. And Kakyoin will use him as a back rest to play his games.

#I love when Jotaro Kujo is a fucking train wreck it’s the best #I have some more seriously fucked up headcannons but this one is one of my favourites #jjba kakyoin #jjba jotaro #jotaro #noriaki kakyoin #jojos bizzare adventure #jojo stardust crusaders

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avianyuh · 5 months

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Hi! Can you please do BTS members headcanons where their SO who used to be academically gifted, suddenly starts flunking exams because of the work load which they can't cut down and is now afraid of giving exams? (was that highly specific? well.... I really shouldn't hassle you with so many academia based requests but tis the season of exams so

as always, thank you so much for doing these reactions! Tata!)

BTS helping their overworked partner during exam season.

{A/N; Hello Anon, you sent this in a week or two ago, I hope you're not feeling as overwhelmed. I also have had a lot of work for school lately that's been time consuming (luckily Tumblr lets you do scheduled posts lol) Hope you enjoy this! And to anyone reading this, I hope your exams or whatever you have going on in your life gets better soon!}

*No gifs sorrrrrrry*

Prompt-

*Reader is dating a member of BTS, and the reader had always been a really academically gifted person. Aced every exam, on top of things all of the time. But things have recently gotten too overwhelmingly and reader starts to slip in grades and studies. This is how each member would comfort their S/O*

Jin:

Jin would be very concerned about you, as he always thought of you as someone who had it all together. But one night after multiple attempts to get you to leave your desk and come sit and watch TV with him, you broke down in tears.

"I can't do it Jin, it's all too much. I can't remember everything. It's exams on everything from the semester for five different classes. How am I supposed to memorize everything?", you exclaimed, letting your head fall into your hands as you slouched forward from your seat on the couch. Jin had his arm around you, at a loss for words. He had wished you would have said something earlier. He suspected that something had been up, but like already explained, he thought you were on top of things.

"Y/n, I wish you would have told me sooner. I could've helped you.", he paused, furrowing his eyebrows as he looked into your tired eyes. "I'll help you, I'll make sure you don't overwhelm yourself okay?"

You looked up at him, sniffling and whispering a soft 'thank you'

Yoongi:

You had been avoiding Yoongi all week. The last time you had spoken to him, you explained that you had exams coming up, so he assumed you were busy with that.

But since the last day or so, you hadn't responded to any of his text messages, Yoongi got a little worried and decided to come visit your apartment.

He went to your favorite takeout place, order your favorite meal and had envisioned a night of food and watching a few movies. He thought you could use a break, and seeing you would give him some peace of mind.

So as he unlocked your apartment door with the key you had given him and stepped inside, he was surprised to see that it was completely dark inside.

He set down the bag of food on the counter and called out for you as he started to walk down the hallway toward your bedroom.

"Y/n, are you home?", he called out.

He came upon your bedroom door, that was closed. He thought that was odd. So he knocked twice before opening and stepped inside.

There he could make out your silhouette in that dark. He could hear little sniffles.

"Y/n, what's wrong?", he asked, spquinting in the dark, he waved his hands around, trying to feel for a lamp to turn on the lights.

When he did, teh first thing his eyes saw was you under the covers. Your eyes were red and puffy and textbooks were scattered on the bottom of your bed.

"Y/n, what happened? Why didn't you call me?", Yoongi asked, concern evident in his voice.

"I didn't call you because I'm embarrassed. I failed my first three exams. All of that work for nothing...", you said, sinking deeper into the comforter. "So what you failed? You'll do better next time. It doesn't take away from all of the hard work you've already done.", Yoongi explained as he tried to pull the covers away from your face so he could see you.

"No, you don't have to lie to me Yoongi", you responded, to embarrassed to face him.

"I'm not lying to you. I can't believe you got me so worried over something as dumb as a psychology exam. What's the big deal, we all have a conscience...", he joked. You couldn't help but let out a little giggle. "Ah, I made you laugh, you should've called me, I would've been of help."

Hoseok:

Hoseok was very good at reading you and noticed early on that you hated leaving to go to campus. He had also noticed that you hated looking at any of your work.

You had mentioned to him one night that you were feeling overwhelmed and that you had failed your latest final exam. You mentioned it in a nonchalant way, but Hoseok knew that it bothered you.

He had tried a few things to make you feel better. First, buying you your favorite snack on his way home from a dance practice one night. You seemed appreciative, but still like your mind was somewhere else. Next he tried taking you to a shopping district one weekend, to try and get you away from your work, but still, you seemed sad.

So finally, Hoseok just decided to ask you upfront; "Is everything okay at school?", he asked, looking up at you one night as you washed the dishes with him. He was on drying duty.

You sighed and turned the water off before looking over at him, "I can't seem to get a good grade on any of my exams. My grades are slipping and my concentration is just...nonexistent. I don't know what's happening with me", you explained as your eyes started to well up with tears.

Hoseok pulled you into a hug and kissed your forehead. "we'll figure this out", he whispered. He hated seeing you so upset.

Namjoon:

Namjoon loved helping you with your studies. He also loved learning new things from you. So when he asked about joining in on your next study session and was told that there wouldn't be one, he couldn;t help but feel a bit shocked.

"Why not? Don't you have exams coming up?", Namjoon asked, a little concerned in the change in behavior.

"Joon, I really don't want to talk about it", and just like that, the subject was dropped. Or so you thought.

The next day when you stepped out to get a coffee with a friend, Namjoon was left home alone and started sleuthing.

He first looked at you desk and found nothing, so he moved on to your school bag. He opened up you organizer and there it was.

Your English exam and a big fat F.

That's why she doesn't want to study, Namjoon thought to himself.

So when you got home from your coffee date, you were immediately confronted by Namjoon.

There he was, right in front of the door, holding the paper that had made you lose all of your confidence.

"Namjoon, how dare you go through my stuff!", you yelled, trying to grab the paper from him. But he was too fast for you and held it over your head.

"No, how dare YOU not tell me, I could've helped you", Namjoon said, sounding a little hurt. "What, did you think I was going to make fun of you or something?", he asked.

"No, but no one wants to admit that they've failed", you said, looking down at your shoes.

"You didn't fail, you had a slip up. You've been working yourself too hard. Let me help you.", Namjoon said, pulling you into a warm hug.

Jimin:

Jimin had become concerned when you started to find excuses to get out of seeing him.

He loved spending time with you, bit he noticed that you had been acting very weird lately.

he knew it was exam season for you, and respected your need for space, but when he had spontaneously dropped in on you and noticed the bags under your eyes, he became worried.

"Y/n...are you sure you're okay?", Jimin asked you.

"Yes, I have to go Jimin, thanks for stopping by", you said as you tried to escort him towards the front door.

"What's really going on Y/n? You've been acting weird for the past few weeks and you're making me feel worried about you. I want to help you", Jimin said.

You stared at him for a few seconds, debating on if you should just come clean. In the end he won.

You led him over to the couch and immediately fell into his embrace. "It's all a mess Jimin. I'm failing my exams. I can't study, my focus is gone."

Jimin frowned, he hated seeing you so upset.

'Y/n, I think you need a break, let's go out and eat", he said, pulling you up and hoping to get your mind off of things.

Taehyung:

Like Yoongi and Jimin, Taehyng would want to give you your space at first, but would catch on pretty fast.

He had visited your apartment and had noticed that all of your textbooks looked like they hadn't even been cracked open yet.

So, he confronted you pretty fast, but not in a accusatory way. He brought it up as an observation.

"Your textbooks look like they haven't been opened at all...", he said offhandedly as he sat on the couch with you.

"Oh, you know, they're...uh...pretty new", you said. Taehyung could detect some hints of nervousness in your voice and he couldn;t help but wonder about what you weren't telling him. So Taehyung started to pry for answers.

"Is school okay?", Taehyung asked.

"Ugh, okay fine, no, no it's not", easier than he thought this would be, he thought to himself.

"Why didn't you tell me?", he asked.

"Because, you have your own problems and I didn't want to burden you."

"You could never burden me. I'm always here for you."

Jungkook:

Jungkook would be the slowest to realize that anything is wrong.

He would just assume that everything was okay because you never really mentioned school.

But one day over the phone, when he finally did ask about your finals, specifically when your last one was, you broke down in tears.

Now this was really confusing to him, because he thought he said something wrong.

It wasn't until you had explained to him that you actually had to retake a few because you failed them that he finally understood why you were crying.

"It's okay, I know you had been struggling with that class", he tried to console you.

"No, no it's not okay. I worked so hard, and for what, a sympathy grade?", you continued to cry.

"That's it, I'm coming over", Jungkook said, knowing that he needed to be with you in person.

#bts #bts writing #bts scenarios #bts matserlist #jungkook #jin #suga #rm #jhope #jimin #taehyung #v #yoongi #bts reaction #bts headconon

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quodekash · 8 months

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IM GONNA HAVE A STROKE ITS TIME FOR EPISODE 4 OF DANGEROUS ROMANCE

I think they should probably kiss right now. that would be nice please and thank you

THE BACK TOUCH IM SCREAMING

bro why he look so confused

is he having gay thoughts or smth and hes confused as to why it's soccer-ball-usb induced?

I love this woman so much

my goddess

my queen

milf fr

OML-

IM LITERALLY CRYING FROM RESTRAINING THE URGE TO LAUGH

I WOULDNT SAY THAT, KHUN

WE DONT KNOW THAT FOR SURE

like yeah, sailom can't rly control kang's study habits outside of their tutoring sessions, but I wouldn't say he can't control him like... at all, ever.

he has top vibes tbh

HE AGREES WITH ME

"um, excuse me bitch (respectful), sailom controls me very well, I am a submissive QUEEN"

"do you want to go on a date with me?" "will you be my boyfriend?" "can I kiss you?" all of the above?

I know it wont be any of the above but I can dream

I JUST LOVE HIM SO MUCH

HE'S SO KIND ALL OF A SUDDEN???

he was fine with being the worst part of Sailom's life, and then suddenly discovered so many other things in his life that Sailom has to face every day, and the punishment he gets every month if he doesn't pay his debt, and Kang realises he's the least of Sailom's problems, and he suddenly wants to help him as much as he possibly can. previously, he was offering his money to Sailom but not as comfort or help, but because he recognised his privilege and power and used it to taunt Sailom and to remind him who is in charge. but then he saw two grown men assaulting him and nearly pressing a hot iron to his face, and Kang suddenly saw just how much power and privilege he has, in the sense that he can literally solve most of Sailom's problems (because they mostly boil down to money) without any change in his own status whatsoever

he went from wanting to be the worst part of Sailom's life, to wanting to fix the actual worst parts of his life, and I just love him so much can you blame me for loving him so much

OKAY BUT THE FACT THAT THEY'RE BOTH IN SCHOOL UNIFORM IN THIS IS SO INTERESTING TO ME

like. are they just taking a detour on the way home from school? or did they run away?

ive got my fingers crossed for an episode (perhaps two?) where they've run away and it's all happy and fluffy and they're away from the pain and the drama and its just me and you and you and me and we can be happy while we're here, we don't have to worry what anyone else thinks about us because we're together. and its probably at a beach.

HE GRABBED HIM BY THE ARM IM GONNA DIE THEY'RE SO REUBKJLF

just give me a moment while I sob

NO BC HE'S HOLDING HIS HAND

LIKE-

AAAAAA

THE HAND ON THE SHOULDER AND THE HAND ON THE HAND

I KNEW THIS FRIKIN VR SCENE WOULD KILL MY SOUL BUT LIKE IN A GOOD WAY

why am I crying.

can someone please explain to me why this is making me cry.

its so domestic. help.

YOU'RE LITERALLY SO IN LOVE WITH HIM????

THIS ENTIRE MONTAGE IS THE END OF ME HOLY HELL

THEYRE SO DOMESTIC. IM DYING.

KANG FALLING ASLEEP ON SAILOM'S SHOULDER??? SAILOM FIDGETING WITH THE PENCIL AND KANG LOOKING AT HIM AND THEN LOOKING AT EACH OTHER AND THEN JUST SMILING???? SAILOM PUTTING THE BLANKET OVER KANG WHEN HE FELL ASLEEP AT THE TABLE????

THIS???????

IM GONNA CRY. AGAIN.

IM ALSO GONNA RUN OUT OF SCREENSHOTS FOR ONE TUMBLR POST BUT I DONT CARE, THEY MEAN TOO MUCH TO ME

THATS IT.

IM DONE.

THAT'S THE END OF ME

I SWEAR I FEEL MYSELF RISING UP TO HEAVEN

wait now I think im going down, maybe im going to hell

I have no sense of direction, I got lost on the way to wherever I was going and now im back in my body but HOLY FRICK ITS VERY LIKELY THAT I WILL DIE AGAIN

VUIERJSBDGOPUVJBEWSDOG

GOOD JOB

THATS SO FREAKING GOOD OMG

IM SO PROUD OF YOU HONEYYY

oh look, a not-so-subtle ✨metaphor✨

I think it's about them studying? without wind, the windmills can't spin, and then can't produce energy. without Sailom, Kang wouldn't have the push he needs to study?

it's something like that

it also might not be about studying. it could be about kindness

if it weren't for Sailom's situation, Kang wouldn't have had the change of heart that caused him to be kinder (particularly towards Sailom but im also hoping that he's helping him develop deeper empathy for others who also aren't as fortunate as Kang)

idk its something like that

he leaned closer and now I can't tell if he's genuinely asking the question, or if he's trying to flirt

OKAY WITH THE MUSIC PLAYING I THINK IT'S PROBABLY BOTH

IT'S FINALLY HAPPENED

HE FINALLY DID IT

THE TOP GOT FLUSTERED

BRO THAT IS SUCH A SUGGESTIVE SMILE

HE KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING, THE LITTLE RASCAL

I think he should give him a good luck and goodbye kiss

I think they should kiss is what im saying

pLEASEKISS-

WAIT I DIDNT THINK THEY WOULD ACTUALLY LISTEN????

I know they're not actually gonna kiss. I know he's just gonna like tell sailom about how his grandma wont let him tutor him if he fails his midterms BUT I DONT CARE, I FELT VICTORIOUS FOR A SECOND, AND THAT'S NOT A FEELING I GET OFTEN SO LET ME BASK IN THE GLORY FOR A MOMENT

DUDE YOU'RE LITERALLY THE WIND TO HIS WINDMILL, OF COURSE YOU HAVE INFLUENCE

AND HAVE YOU SEEN HOW MUCH STUDYING KANG'S BEEN DOING WITH YOU?? YOU'VE HAD SUCH A POSITIVE IMPACT ON HIS LIFE ITS INSANE (and you should totally kiss about it)

HE'S LITERALLY LYING AWAKE THINKING ABOUT HIM, IF THAT ISN'T THE GAYEST SHIT IDK WHAT IS

I mean maybe it's the exams hes thinking about. but he's mostly thinking about how, if he doesnt pass all his exams, he'll lose sailom, and he doesnt want that because a) sailom could get beat up to a pulp again, and b) he doesn't want to lose sailom as his tutor when tutoring is like the only time they get to see each other and hang out, and he's realised how much he likes sailom and that he desperately doesn't want to lose that friendship - or the potential for it to become something more

conclusion: gay.

Y E S

YES YES YES YES YES

SIDE COUPLE MOMENT SIDE COUPLE MOMENT

THEY HATE EACH OTHER SO MUCH RN AND IT'S SO ENDEARING TO ME

THEY WANT TO RIP EACH OTHER LIMB FROM LIMB AND IT'S SO ROMANTIC

juST KISS

you can do it bby, you are incredible

I think he'd do a lot better if he had adhd meds

because he has adhd. it's canon I decided.

do you want some of my Vyvanse, kang?

OH LOOK AT THAT, IM CRYING AGAIN

oh look at that, I ran out of screenshots

OH LOOK AT THAT, IVE BEEN WATCHING THIS FOR OVER AN HOUR AND IM ABOUT 15 MINUTES INTO THE EPISODE. FRICK.

#I guess im not sleeping until like 3am today because its already 12:45 #quodekash disregards sleep because of dangerous romance #dangerous romance #dangerous romance series #dangerous romance the series #perthchimon #marcpawin #perth tanapon #chimon wachirawit #chimonperth #pawinmarc #pawin kulkaranyawich #marc pahun #kanghansailom #kangsailom #sailomkang #sailomkanghan #guynawa #nawaguy

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kimbapisnotsushi · 11 months

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can i get a uhhhhhhhh datekou swimming headcanons? can or cannot, swimming vs diving vs just floating around, how they do it, pool behaviours, beach behaviours, lake behaviours, river behaviours, anything you have is fine, for the whole team btw, please and thank you 🍪

anon i want you to know this is probably the most random most specific ask i have ever gotten and that makes it extremely funny thank you

also i feel like i need to add the quick disclaimer that i can't swim nor do i frequently visit rivers and lakes so like. i am VERY much out of my depth here (but i do love the beach!)

okay first let's divide between who can or cannot swim

can swim: moniwa, futakuchi, nametsu, aone, obara, sakunami, kamasaki (kamasaki and futakuchi will IMMEDIATELY start a race and will rope entire strangers into it) cannot swim but can at least float: onagawa, sasaya, fukiage only knows how to doggy paddle: koganegawa

a beach trip would be SO intensely chaotic btw the logistics are a fucking nightmare

if they took the train/bus they'd take up half the space. they'd need to take two separate cars bc there are eleven of them. i guess they COULD take whatever van it is they use to get to away games but who in the world is going to drive them, oiwake??? no way in hell they give that man enough migraines DURING school he does NOT wish to be tortured outside of it

(is what he says. but he loves this team and he cares about this team and he tells them that they deserve a break, so why not? it won't stop him from grumbling about needing to take like five cans of coffee with him tho)

oiwake immediately regrets his decision when futakuchi rolls up in oversized sunglasses, one of those big floppy straw hats, and an open hawaiian shirt over a tank top that says "sun's out buns out" a la terribly translated english misprints. futakuchi has no idea what it means

aone has a matching tank top too and on the other hand he DOES know what it says he's just praying that nobody asks him because he has no idea how he's going to explain it

i can see onagawa just being the type of guy who sits and chills under the umbrella with a book and occasionally wanders off to get food, especially shaved ice

he attracts a lot of attention anyways bc his swim trunks look like they belong on the floor of an american retro-style arcade (shoutout to @prick-love-for-pricking for that)

he DOES get up to join the others in dunking futakuchi underwater after sakunami called it a "team bonding exercise"

everyone worries about sakunami btw because "oh my god what if he falls down and gets washed away WHAT IF HE DROWNS WHEN WE'RE NOT LOOKING HE COULD LITERALLY GET KNOCKED OVER BY A WAVE"

futakuchi suggests getting a balloon and tying it around sakunami's wrist like that one picture of the turtle walking around the office or whatever it was

they don't do this but moniwa DOES get a pair of horrifically neon-orange sunglasses and makes sakunami wear them on his head like some kind of beacon

kogane is constantly sending pictures to his fellow first-year mock sports camp club btw and most of the others won't admit it but they are SUPER jealous

kamasaki, while everyone is lounging in the ocean: "so . . . . have any of you guys seen jaws?" futakuchi: "if you don't shut up right now i WILL drown you"

when aone gets tired of the ocean he recruits anyone on land to build a sand castle with him and somehow ends up roping, like, five little kids into helping him build the ultimate sand fortress

so he ends up with obara, kogane, nametsu, and oiwake and a little army of five-to-seven-year-olds

those same kids BEG to play volleyball with everyone once they hear that they're a team btw

so everyone - third years and nametsu included - divides into teams of littles vs high schoolers and ask oiwake to keep score

(the little kids are SUPER impressed with sakunami. one of them tells sakunami that they want to be a libero just like him and sakunami doesn't cry, exactly, but it's a close thing)

they keep rotating people in and out and across teams so that aone is on team a one match then switches with fukiage on team b for the next and so on and so forth and honestly who even cares about who's winning or losing when they're all having so much fun?

they fall asleep on the ride home, all curled up on each other and heads resting on shoulders and all that. oiwake wishes he had his hands free to take a picture, but oh well. some memories are better off swept away with the moment.

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ecargmura · 7 months

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The Yuzuki Family's Four Sons Episode 2 Review - 11 Month Age Gap

Are the subtitles bad for this episode? Nope! They’re perfectly fine now, so no need to worry anymore! The first episode’s subtitles have been fixed as well, so I recommend watching the show with ease now!

Looking at Mikoto and Minato really does remind me of my younger days. Like I mentioned before in my review for the first episode, I am eleven months younger than my actual brother, so I do understand these two a lot. However, unlike these two, I never had another older sibling to look after me or a younger sibling I could take care of—it was just my brother and me growing up. Because of that, my dynamic with my own older brother is a lot different from Mikoto and Minato’s dynamic but I can also relate. The main difference is that my bro and I were calm and chill kids, according to our mom’s words. We were so quiet and didn’t really cause a lot of trouble for our parents and towards each other. If possible, I’d like to write a post about my own experiences growing up being 11 months younger than my brother.

Oh, speaking of which, I did read some comments on discussion forums about how the age gap confuses them, so I’ll explain it here. The Japanese school system starts from April to March. Let’s say that A was born on April 1st, 2000. This would mean A’s classmates would be people born from April 2000 to March 2001. A’s upperclassmen would be people born from April 1999 to March 2000. So even if B was born March 2000, they’d be “senpai” to A and in an higher grade. A’s underclassmen would be people born from April 2001 to March 2002. Since Mikoto and Minato are 11 months apart and in the same grade, this would mean Mikoto was born April 2000 and Minato would be born March 2001. This issue wouldn’t be a problem if Minato had been born a month later. So, the part where Minato tells Nikaidou that the latter has to call Mikoto “senpai” makes no sense to me unless Nikaidou was born after from January to March 2001 like Minato.

Enough about me, this episode showed how Mikoto was given an unfair hand in life. As soon as he was born, Minato came into his life eleven months later. He never had the chance to be doted on and was practically raised at the same time as Minato (another similarity I share with my brother). Because of this, he never really had the chance to prepare being an older brother as it was practically handed to him once he developed awareness. Although Minato is a bit sensitive with their age gap, Mikoto isn’t all too affected by it in the present. However, he was in the past. Before Gakuto was born, Mikoto was basically the neglected middle child as Minato had to be taken care of more often due to his tendency to become easily sick and Hayato already being in his teens. Mikoto did get frustrated with why he had less attention than the rambunctious Minato. I do like how Mikoto’s frustrations and thoughts were shown as childish drawings, showing off how young he was at the time. It’s like he’s still a child but has to suppress a lot of things while maintaining a childish mindset.

Fortunately, Mikoto was able to get over his frustrations and anger over being the middle child—being Minato’s big brother—thanks to Hayato. Hayato’s role is very crucial in this episode. He was the pillar of support Mikoto leaned onto during his fights with Minato and the person who doted on Mikoto when he needed attention. This really shows why Hayato chose to care for his three young brothers in the present. He loves them and wants to be there for them when they need it. Hayato is really shaping up to becoming one of the top big brothers in anime of all time. I’m really surprised with how mature Hayato was even as a teenager. I think it’s most likely because Hayato had a whole decade of attention given to him, so he was already prepared to become an older brother and the protector of the household when his parents needed him to be. Mikoto never had time to prepare when Minato came right after. Also, the subtitles of the show state that Hayato is 12 years older than Mikoto, which is incorrect? In the present, Hayato is 23 and Mikoto is 13, so he is about 10-11 years older than Mikoto and 11-12 years older than Minato depending on his birthday.

This is also the first time the parents of the brothers are shown in full. All of the sons got their black hair from the mother, Chieko and 3/4 got their green eyes from the father, Haruichi. Mikoto, Minato and Gakuto mainly resemble Chieko while Hayato does look more like Haruichi. Although Chieko did give Minato more attention, I can’t really blame her for not being too attentive towards her second son. Raising two kids at the same time is a lot of work—my mom had to raise my brother and me at the same time.

Other than the understandable lack of Gakuto, my only gripe with this episode was that the dialogue between 5-year-old Mikoto and 4-year-old Minato felt a tad unrealistic for kids of that age. I do feel like what Mikoto said to Minato doesn’t really feel like something a five-year-old would say. From what I’ve seen from kids at that age, they’d say shorter sentences and such and not full on dialogue that you’d expect to hear from kids around 8-10 years old. Do kids actually like like Mikoto? Please let me know.

I really liked this episode for the insight it gave to siblings with a rare age gap. It really did help people understand why Mikoto is so level-headed and patient and how Hayato really is the pillar of the family after the parents died. While the previous episode made it seem like the show gave a family sitcom vibe, an introspective episode like this shows that this story does care about giving characterization towards each brother. I can’t wait to see more! What are your thoughts about this episode?

#yuzuki san chi no yon kyoudai #the yuzuki family's four sons #mikoto yuzuki #minato yuzuki #Hayato yuzuki #Chieko yuzuki #Haruichi Yuzuki #Yuma Nikaidou #review #anime #anime review #ecargmura #arum journal

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 8 months

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AITA for wanting a material thing rather than an experience for my college graduation gift, and being upset I still don't have it?

I skimmed through some other AITA posts to prepare me to write this one properly, and saw someone use the term "validation bait." I bring that up because I fear this post may read like that once all is said and done, but I genuinely am worried my perspective might be skewed. I encourage you to enter "Reddit Mode" if you decide to reply after your judgement with additional context and feel the need to be blunt.

Background context: I have an older sibling who graduated before me during the beginning of COVID. While his gift was delayed as a result, we as a family (three children one father) ended up going to Disney World, NASA, and Universal Orlando in 2021 to celebrate his accomplishment. It was a great trip, aside from the horrific humidity and the hurricane that just barely missed us. Later on, I asked my sibling if that was what he actually wanted to do, and he said our father proposed some ideas because he didn't really have any and Florida sounded like a good idea to him. My asking this will make sense later, but putting it here seems the most logical.

Additionally, it may be important to know that my father goes on a lot of trips. At least, more than anyone I've personally known. I'm not gonna try to calculate the exact number, but I will say in the span of less than a year (after the family Florida trip), he went to both Canada and Mexico for a week each, on top of additional excursions to Florida and Vegas-- almost all also including bringing his girlfriend. At the same time, he claimed assistance with college tuition was out of his budget, started having me pay rent on a part time job, and told my younger sibling fixing the AC in their car would cost too much as well. Even I know something doesn't add up here, but maybe I'm taking it too personally. End background context.

Fast forward to spring of 2023, and it's my turn to graduate college. Here's the thing: my brother was asked at least a year in advance to his graduation what he would like to do. I wasn't asked; I had to bring it up myself, and I waited until my graduation was only two months out. It was also over a phone call, because my father was out of town for at least the fifth time that year already. I dropped the hint that, for my graduation present, I would really like to get a nice gaming desktop. My father's response was, "... We'll see." Later on, he elaborated through text stating, "I took everybody to florida because i think graduations should be more about memories than what material thing you can get out of your dad."

Here's the thing: it's no secret to my dad that I'm a gamer, and I like video games. Additionally, it's no secret that a gaming desktop is something I have wanted for a decade. Even since middle school I've talked about gaming desktops and how much I wanted one. Even so, I happily played games like Saints Row III on a laptop that chugged along at 12 frames per second and took every crash in stride. I also thought that this kind of gift would be a relief to my dad, as my thought process was it would be far less expensive than taking an entire family somewhere out of the state for a week. Not only that, but there wasn't really anywhere I wanted to go. I don't have the desire to travel like he does; I don't mind taking my time off at home or locally, and relaxing with the things I have rather than spending a ton on a fancy dinner or hotel or concert.

So, naturally, I was confused, dismayed, and heartbroken. While I started crafting a text response explaining why a gaming desktop would not just be for personal use, but would also be advantageous for my career (my degree was in animation and I learned surface level coding for making video games), I also wondered why it was wrong for me to want a "material thing" even if it wasn't something necessarily "useful." Because while, yes, a gaming desktop would have the power I needed for more intensive animation projects, that wasn't really why I wanted one. But I figured explaining as such would help convince my dad why it was a good idea.

My dad ended up calling me before I could finish crafting my text, so I did my best to explain my standpoint, as well as pointing out how the specs for a gaming desktop are pretty much parallel with the specs for a desktop for things like 3D rendering and animation. He stood his ground on "making memories" as well, and also hinted that I was acting entitled for asking about my graduation present. I think I pointed out to him how he asked my older brother far in advance what he wanted for his graduation, but those details of the conversation are a little faded with time. I did end up sending my text after that phone call anyway, as I felt it better explained what I was thinking and feeling than I could say in verbal conversation (I've always gotten a little flustered talking to my dad about things I want that he doesn't approve of).

Fortunately, after reading my text, my father seemed to come around, and invited me to put together a list of parts for my computer, since I wanted to build it. I got really excited and got the help of my computer-savvy friend to put together something I thought was reasonable-- it had a really good graphics card and processor, and I made compromises on some of the other parts to lower the cost. I haven't looked at the list in a while, but the total cost-- tower, two mid-range monitors, basic keyboard and mouse-- was something like 2.5k approaching 3k. Mid range (at least, it is these days) I think, but it would be enough for the things I wanted to do.

I put the list together, and emailed it to my dad. The assumption I had, was he would purchase the parts, and then we would build it together (or I would build it alone). However, later on I went to ask him if he had gotten my email, and while he said yes, he also said, "I'm not paying for the whole thing. I can't afford it, and it's not fair to spend more on you as an individual than what I spent on your brother as an individual for the Florida trip."

I find the latter point somewhat fair considering I'm the only person who benefits from this gift, but the first point, given the background context on my father's habits, I'm not sure how much I believe. But arguing with him would have been pointless. I definitely would have liked to have had that information beforehand, but it ultimately didn't change much.

This is getting long, so I'll try to summarize the rest. This was just the first instance of my father changing the goal posts for my graduation gift. First, he tried to convince me that getting a prebuilt tower would be just as good. I did the research, and a tower with the graphics card I wanted would have cost as much as building my own tower and buying a monitor, keyboard, and mouse, and still not have been as good in other specs anyways. Then, he tried to tell me he was only going to give me $1000 towards the computer. I pointed out paying for my older sibling for the Florida trip would have cost at least $1500-- if I hadn't done the research, I wouldn't have known any better and just blindly agreed. Then, two days after my graduation, he stated that he wasn't going to give me the money for the computer until I had secured a full time job.

At that point, I just gave up, and agreed.

Fast forward to now. I'm still working the part time job, I barely make enough to put a couple dollars into savings, no one is hiring me full time, and my dad hinted that, instead of doing presents for Christmas this year, we all agree to go on vacation somewhere. Not only that, but his family in Canada just told him they're going to Mexico in November. Not only is my dad implying we should go too and I should pay a portion of my own way, I have a further feeling he may say that this will be our Christmas as well. I still don't have the computer, even though my dad has noticed how much I'm struggling.

If I had the computer, I wouldn't have minded the vacation-- but I feel like my wants and feelings have been completely pushed aside in favor of what my dad thinks is good and/or right, and the wind has been taken out of my sails regarding my graduation entirely. On the other hand, maybe he's right that I focus too much on a material thing and should redirect my attention to an experience and go somewhere to relax/get away from daily life.

Am I a materialistic asshole?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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Forced To Believe Chapter 19- Do You Know Who I Am!?

Chapter Summary: Morgan opens up her eyes and begins to speak up. Having enough she confronts The Authority

Words: 4,000+

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'Raw'

"Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the COO of the WWE, Triple H!" Justin announced as The Shield stood guard in the ring. Morgan exhaled as she had her title around her waist while she stood in between Roman and Seth.

"I would like to introduce to you...the face of a company. The WWE champion, the Viper, Randy Orton!" Triple H announced.

'I hear voices in my head'

Orton walks out with his title as Morgan watches him in disgust. Why the heck does he need a grand introduction?

Orton walks into the ring while she turns around, shaking her head at him.

Triple H decided to call her out. "Uh, Morgan are you all right? You're making all these faces. Care to explain why?"

She gives him a fake smile. "No reason. Face exercises. Just warming up." She replied as the camera caught her words.

"Let me remind you that you are one of my henchmen and top divas here. Don't get on my bad side and screw that up."

She smirked at his comment. "Oh don't worry, I won't."

"Good."

She turned back around to face the stage and rolled her eyes. "Asshole..." She mumbled as some fans watched her say that and laugh.

"Morgan." Triple H called out again as she sighed and turned around.

"What now?"

"I've seen the looks you've been giving the face of this company. Don't ever do that again. Do not ever look at this face of the WWE in disgust again. I don't know if you're in a bad mood or if it's that time of the month-" he was cut off by Morgan who gets handed a mic by a producer.

"Um, I can look at who I want to look at. Any way and any facial expression. You can't force me to look a certain way." she declared.

There is a dramatic pause while the crowd cheers at her statement.

Triple H slowly put the mic to his lips. "...Did you just interrupt me?"

'Yes! Yes! Yes!' The crowd chants

She mocked his actions by putting the mic to her lips. "...Yeah. Problem?"

Triple H chuckled to himself and decided to ignore the disrespect for now.

"Good." She dropped the mic and turned back around as she crossed her arms.

Triple H motions for Orton to do his promo. It was the same stuff over and over again. He did not deserve that title. Daniel worked so hard for it. They started talking about how Daniel could be the cruiserweight champion and how he would never be WWE champion. And also how Doink the Clown was never WWE champion because it would be Bad for Business.

After a few moments of them bashing him, Daniel Bryan comes out on the stage and he gets a loud, warm welcome from the crowd.

"Wow you guys made a lot of really good points and I am thrilled to be compared to Doink the Clown. The only clowns I see are the two standing in the ring right now. And I understand that you want me to give up my championship match against Orton at Night of Champions, so will I? I think the answer to that question is the same answer to Is Randy Orton more masculine than Stephanie McMahon?"

Morgan was enjoying watching Orton get fed up as Daniel chanted "No! No! No!"

"How many times do you have to get punched in the face, kicked in the face, Triple powerbombed, or RKOed, before you realize, Daniel Bryan, that there's not a chance in hell that you could win this fight," Orton exclaimed

"I was told in my entire career that I can't do something. I was told I can't do any better than wrestling in high school gyms, I was told I can't get into the WWE. And when I got here I was told I couldn't be a top guy because all I was, was a good little hand. And all those things they told me I could do made me the man I am today. I love to fight, I loved scrapping and crawling to get to the top. You will never understand that because you were handed everything!" Bryan went on.

"So true..." Morgan mumbled.

He was handed the title because of Triple H's help. Bryan was fired up at

SummerSlam and would have won if Triple H had not gotten involved.

"So, do I think I can beat you for the WWE championship? No, I know I can beat you for the WWE championship," Bryan continued. "And Randy, deep down, you know it too, and so do you Hunter, otherwise you wouldn't have three men beat me down, or a woman kick me in the face, you would just let me and Randy wrestle one on one. But you guys know, what everybody else here knows, Randy may have the genetics to be a champion but Randy you don't have the heart of a champion. And you may walk around here like a big dog but you're nothing but Triple H's little-"

"Hold on hold on hold on." Triple H cut him off. "Before you get carried away here angry little man... why you so angry? You look so grumpy. Little grumpy old troll. Let me tell you something Daniel, you shouldn't be angry at us, there is one guy you should be angry at. An angry guy who is 7 foot tall and he happens to stand by even though he has an iron contract, each and every week, he stands by with a tear running down his cheek while you get beaten and beaten and beaten. Your anger should be to the Big Show. So, I'm gonna let you take your anger out on the Big Show tonight Bryan. Because in tonight's main event, it will be Daniel Bryan, one on one with the 7 foot, 500 pound, Big Show." he ended the segment as his theme came on.

"Things keep getting worse and worse for Bryan." Cole said.

"He brought a lot of this on himself, Michael," King replied.

Fans tweet:

'Haha, Morgan cut Triple H off #Problem?'

'Kind of think I saw Morgan rebelling a little. #IsSheWakingUp?

'She's waking up. Praise the heavens! #Raw'

'Still not enough to prove to me that she is still the old Morgan. She better do something better than that.'

'I want to see more of Morgan before I believe she is back.'

Later, Morgan tweets 'Heyman better upgrade his insurance #PunkIsGonnaGetYou' after watching Punk's promo.

'Backstage'

Morgan was walking but then Maddox walked up to her with a smirk.

"Good evening Morgan. Shouldn't you be working for Hunter? Oh right, you are. Well, he said to get me some coffee." Brad said. She stared at him before laughing a little. Maddox laughed with her and smiled. "Chop chop."

Morgan's face turns serious as she glares at him.

"...You have ten seconds to get the hell out of my face before I break your face." She threatened as Maddox's eyes widened.

He was surprised at her mood change. Wasn't she just losing her touch? What did he miss? She was just vulnerable last week!

"Nine...eight... seven...six..." She counted down as Maddox quickly turned around but bumped into Ambrose.

"Is there a problem?" Dean asked while Maddox averted his eyes from him.

Brad cleared his throat and adjusted himself. "N-no problem, M-mister Ambrose."

"Then why are you ordering her like she's a servant? You think I'm just gonna stand there and do nothing?"

"S-sorry." Maddox turned around back to Morgan and he stepped to the side but Morgan stepped to the side as well, blocking his way.

She shook her head and made a humming noise, meaning that he wasn't going anywhere

"You want me to hurt him?" Ambrose growled as she responded by shaking her head.

"It's nice to see you again B...long time no talk. We had some interesting moments together didn't we, B-man?" She said with a crazed grin, tilting her head to the side.

Maddox was now scared out of his mind. He just wanted to leave but he knew there was no way out. Note to self, do not order Morgan around, she will find a way to turn things around quickly.

"Y-yeah we did." He managed to say.

"Right-a-roony!" She said kneeing Maddox in the stomach, making him kneel and cough.

"You're crazy. I'm the GM of Raw." Maddox said in a strained voice as she kneeled and grabbed his chin.

"I'm the GM of Raw." She mocked his voice. "Does it look like I care?"

"And we sure as hell don't work for you either," Ambrose added.

"And what are you gonna do about it? Nothing. Now...if you ever talk to me like that again I will hurt you. Do you understand me?" she sternly declared. Maddox quickly nodded. He didn't want to feel any more pain from her. "Good." She stood up.

Ambrose put an arm around her and smirked at Maddox before they walked away together.

Fans tweet:

'Kneeing the GM? She's getting there. Not enough though! #IWantMoreOfMorgan'

'Getting convinced! I hope she does something else tonight, Something big. #IsMorganBack?'

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'In The Ring'

AJ and Morgan were on commentary to watch Natalya, Naomi and Brie wrestle to be the number 1 contender for Morgan's title. Eva, Nikki, Jojo and Cameron are at ringside cheering them on.

"We got Morgan here! So, what's been going on with you lately?" King asked.

"Chilling like a villain and watching this match to see who is worthy of my title," Morgan replied.

"Me! Hi there." AJ waved at her while she was sitting next to her.

"I see that...anyway, the match is supposed to be a triple threat match for now. I don't know if the witch changed it or not..."

"The witch?" King asked.

"Stephanie," Morgan replied.

"You sure you should be calling the Billion Dollar Princess a witch?" Cole asked

"Does it look like I care? If she wants to slap me or put me in some handicap match, I'll deal with it. I'm not gonna be an ass kisser and praise her and pretend I like the chick." she answered in a blunt tone.

"I guess not..."

"That mouth is gonna get you places. Morgan is just a great champion. Someone who should be facing me and only me. Not be in a triple threat match..." AJ said.

"Some say you were jealous of not being on Total Divas," Cole recalled.

"They want to be actresses, it's disgusting," AJ complained. "Natalya is as boring as watching paint dry. No one deserves that title shot, I do!"

"Calm down..." Morgan said as Naomi pinned Natalya after doing her signature move.

"Where's she going?" Cole asked as AJ removed her headset and broke up the pin.

The ref calls for the bell.

"I knew this was gonna happen...I knew it...this is ridiculous, the same crap every freaking time!" Morgan grumbled as she threw off her headset.

In the ring, AJ starts unloading on Naomi as she yells at them, "None of you deserve the divas championship! None of you do!"

But then Brie runs in and hits her down to the mat as Naomi, Natalya and Brie start to jump her.

"The diva meltdown!" King exclaimed as Morgan looked annoyed.

After they are done, Brie, Naomi and Natalya leave the ring, leaving AJ hurt. Morgan grabs a mic and gets in the ring. She glances at AJ's beaten down body, before bringing her attention to all the Total Divas who are on the ramp.

"Wait, wait wait...all of you hold on. I'm sorry, but I need to speak my mind about what I just saw." Morgan spoke as the crowd cheered her. "...What...was that...? What...the heck...was that?"

"This was trash! I came out here to watch a match and to see if you were worthy of this." she pointed at her championship on her shoulder. "But after what I saw? This...cheap one minute match? I can't even call it a match, so I'll call it...a waste of time. A waste of TV time for that matter. Even the NXT diva matches are so much better than this. How do you expect me to think any of you deserve this? Better yet take you seriously. I mean, come on, you can do better than that. I know that you did not train all these years to do this trash that you just did on national television."

The Total Divas start getting angry at her statement.

Brie started yelling at Morgan. "You think you're the best diva here because you got the title! Shut up!"

"I'm not done, shut your mouth and wipe the cheap lipstick off your face!" The Philly Diva snapped as the crowd's cheers got louder. Brie had some lipstick smeared over her cheek while she was in the match.

Brie was angry and wasn't going to take that. She is about to run into the ring but gets grabbed by the divas.

"Brie that is not a good idea because you're only gonna get your ass kicked by me again. I did it on Raw after SummerSlam and I'll do it again. Try me." Morgan sat on the middle rope for her to get on the ring.

"Let's see it happen! Fight!" JBL encouraged

Moments later, Brie doesn't get in the ring and Morgan gets off the rope.

"Typical...all talk but no action. All you divas do that and it makes me wonder if AJ's words were right. Now...back to my point...Ever since I've been out of the ring, these diva matches have been going south. Winning by distractions...cheap shots...DQs...typical twin magic...that is not wrestling to me. So after what I saw tonight, it's very safe to say that I am the only Total Diva who makes diva matches interesting. I know it, the crowd knows it, my boys know it, the commentators know it, and everyone back in that locker room knows it and knows it good!"

"Now, most of this is AJ's fault because she interfered so..." she dropped her title and the mic. She then picked up AJ to hit her with the backfire.

She picked the mic back up and spoke, "I don't care who I have to face, but just be prepared for a real wrestling match." she flipped up the mic as it spun in the air and onto the floor as her theme came on.

Picking up her title, she raised it in the air.

"Wow, what a statement!" King exclaimed

"Morgan is really speaking her mind tonight. This Raw could turn chaotic if she keeps it up." Cole said as they went to the commercials.

Morgan tweets three times, 'Week after week I prove myself to my fans, critics, coworkers, bosses, and myself. #ImNoPushOverSweetie'

'I'm getting tired of AJ getting in the matches. Next time she does it again, I'm ripping the hair out of her crazy head. #Raw'

'People need to be put in their place. Even the good guys. #OneAtATime'

'Backstage'

After Melanie's segment, she goes to catering. "Awesome promo girl!" Brie praised

"Thanks."

"You look tired." Nikki looked concerned.

Melanie was a little tired. She was running around all night doing segments and practicing her promos, thinking of what to say. The part she needed to get used to was being onscreen with no script. She was usually just told the scene and what creative would want out of her actions.

"I'll get used to it. I guess it's because of the new gimmick and all. I have a segment with Stephanie later on tonight, so for now I'm chilling." Melanie replied

"Ooh, sounds interesting." Eva Marie commented

Colby walked over to the girls to greet them and praised Melanie for her promo. He grabbed two Cokes from the vending machine but shook one up while Melanie was preoccupied with her conversation with the divas. He sat next to her and gave her the shaken up soda.

"Thanks." she grabbed the soda but ultimately felt bubbles flying everywhere inside the can. She looked around. "Hey, is that Joe calling you?"

"Where?" Colby looked away as she switched the cans. Seconds later he looked back. "I don't think so."

"Guess it was someone else."

Melanie and Colby open their cans but then Colby gets splashed by soda as the divas laugh.

"Ooh, that doesn't look so good," she says with an amused smile.

"What the hell?" Colby exclaimed as he grabbed some napkins in front of him.

Melanie patted his shoulder. "Nice try. But I know the difference between a shaken up can of soda and a regular can of soda. But here's a regular Coke." she gives him a bottle of coke from her gym bag but when he opens it, the drink starts overflowing like a volcano and Melanie starts laughing.

"Very funny...I should have known..." Colby huffed, fully drenched in soda.

"Haha, I put Mentos in it. Snooze you lose. Think of some better plans."

'In Stephanie's Office'

Morgan walks into Stephanie's office as the crowd gives her a loud reception.

"What do you want?" Morgan bluntly asked.

"I don't like that tone," Stephanie said sternly, wanting her to stop with the attitude.

"And I don't like your tone either. Now we're even. Now what is it?"

"Since you can't seem to control that little attitude of yours, I'm making your title match a five way match. You versus AJ, Naomi, Natalya, and Brie at Night of Champions."

"Typical..." she shook her head as the crowd boos Stephanie.

"No, just think of it as...a punishment since you aren't cooperating with what's best for business. Just know that you are going to be in a fight for your life. You better hope you succeed in your title match."

"Whatever you say, Stephanie. You're the one who's going to be salty when I win the damn match..."

Morgan tweets 'Opportunity handed to you or not, I'll make you divas cry as I make you tap out. #CryMeARiver.'

'Reciting JT's song? Wow...You'll be the one crying once you lose that championship of yours.' Brie replies.

'I earned everything. I wasn't handed anything in life. And I will make sure I earn more things, unlike you. #YouSuckedUp #OpportunitiesHanded'

AJ tweets 'In a match with my good friend WWEMorgan101! Wow, I cannot wait to face you for the title! You and I are gonna rock this match!'

'Cut the crap...' Morgan replies to AJ.

Kaitlyn retweets and favorites her comment to AJ.

Kaitlyn tweets to AJ 'You just got backfired by Morgan and you're still sucking up? Wow...'

'No one asked you!' AJ replies.

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'In The Ring'

During Big Show's match against Daniel Bryan, Big Show was getting ready to punch Daniel.

"Knock him out, Big Show." JBL said.

"No..." King retorted. As soon as Big Show gets a leg over the ropes, about to leave the ring instead of finishing the match, Triple H's theme comes on. Morgan slowly walked down the ramp while her teammates speed walked down with Triple H following. "Oh no."

"Show...get back in that ring and finish it." Triple H ordered.

Morgan stopped walking and stood in the middle of the ramp while The Shield and Triple H were at the end, looking at Big Show. She began to look at Big Show with empathy. He didn't deserve this.

"No..." Big Show got out of the ring and stood up to the COO.

"Did you not hear what I said? Get back in that ring and finish it." Triple H repeated.

"No." Big Show walked past him and started walking up the ramp but then Dean, Roman and Seth slid in the ring and started attacking Daniel. Big Show quickly gets in the ring as The Shield regroup.

"Hey! Don't make me do this." Triple H said to Show as he got in the ring and stood up to him. Morgan gets in the ring and stands next to The Shield. "Think about your family, do what's right for you. Back up and step back. Do not make me do this, Paul you know I don't want to do this."

It was the same stuff over and over again. Triple H would put Big Show's family into the situation, knowing that it would make him vulnerable. She hated the feeling of being weak and helpless. It wasn't right.

The Shield hit the triple powerbomb on Daniel while Big Show started to cry.

"Dammit..." Show wept in frustration.

Morgan wished he would step up. She really wanted him to knock Triple H out one day. He was just asking for it.

"Show, turn around and look at me. Turn around! Let me tell you what you're gonna do. You're gonna ball up that big fist and you're gonna do what I tell you for your family. Show...ball it up real tight and knock Daniel Bryan out." Triple H ordered.

'No! No! No!' The crowd chanted.

"Don't do it, please don't do it," Morgan mumbled as she looked at Show with worry while Roman picked up Bryan.

She started to smile when Big Show yelled "No!" to Triple H and exited the ring.

"Leave me alone! Just leave me alone!" Big Show pleaded as he started walking up the ramp.

Morgan couldn't take much more of this. She was truly repulsed at this abuse of power. She knew she was going to break soon. It was only a matter of time.

Moments later, Stephanie's theme comes on and she walks out to use her charm to make him punch Daniel. To much of Morgan's disappointment, The Big Show starts walking back to the ring as Roman has Daniel in his arms, ready for Show to strike.

"Now, ball up that fist and knock out Daniel Bryan." Triple H ordered.

Big Show looked at Morgan as she gave him a sad look. He looked up at the ceiling and then back at her.

"I'm sorry." he balled up his fist.

Morgan looked away as he punched Bryan. Triple H started to smirk while Stephanie told Big Show that he did the right thing.

Morgan shakes her head slightly at the Big Show.

'I guess I have to...' She thought as she heard 'I hear voices in my head' around the arena.

Orton walked out slowly with his title as Big Show, Stephanie, Triple H and The Shield stand on the ramp. They thought Morgan was going to do some last minute damage with Orton on Bryan so they didn't question her.

As Morgan stayed in the ring, she looked at Daniel's knocked out body with her hands on her hips. Orton slid into the ring and glanced at her and then at Daniel. Orton looked like he was about to punt him but she blocked his way, shaking her head at him as the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Uh oh," JBL said as Orton looked at her in shock.

"What are you doing?" Orton questioned.

"He's already out! Give it a freaking rest!" Morgan exclaimed.

"Are you yelling at me!?"

"Don't treat me like some servant! I'm one of your friends! And don't treat me like I'm beneath you either! We've been doing a lot of stuff together, and it was mostly because of The Shield. Now you're gonna let them do your dirty work?! What happened to you? We've been through hell and back and now you want to treat me like this? Who the hell are you? I don't even know you anymore!"

"This is getting intense," Cole said.

"What is going on?" Stephanie asked her husband as they watched Orton and Morgan argue.

The Shield knew what was about to happen and decided to just watch instead of getting involved. They knew Morgan would want that.

"Get out of the way." Orton ordered but Morgan stood her ground.

"Make me." she challenged

Orton started to look frustrated. "Would you get out of my way!?" He yelled in her face.

"How about you make me? I dare you."

Orton was about to push her out of the way but she slapped his hands away as the crowd erupted in cheers once more.

"Do not! Touch me!" She sternly said as they got in each other's faces.

"Get out of my damn way!"

"Get out of my damn face!"

Triple H and Stephanie start to look alert at the situation as they glance at each other with worry.

"Things may get a little physical. What is going to happen?" Cole exclaimed.

'Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!' The crowd encouraged.

"What is going on?!" Triple H shouted.

The roster who stood on the stage watched on with intensity. They really wanted some action. Especially if it was against Orton. But will they get it? They had their doubts.

"She's about to blow," Rollins mumbled to Dean and Roman as they agreed

"Morgan," Orton called out in a stern tone. "Get out of the ring. Now."

She looked at him in disappointment and sighed.

"Fine..." She backed off as the crowd became disappointed in her actions. She turned around and was about to leave the ring but stopped.

"Is she having second thoughts?" JBL asked

"It's the moment of truth." Cole pointed out.

She quickly turned back around and kicked Randy in the balls as the crowd popped and chanted 'Yes! Yes! Yes!'

King screamed in a high pitched voice as he watched what had just transpired.

"She just low blowed the face of the company!" JBL yelled.

Orton falls down and holds his lower area in pain as Triple H and Stephanie's eyes widen.

Triple H started to have a fit. "What the hell is she doing!? WHAT is she doing!? She just low blowed the face of the company! What is the meaning of this!?" He hollered.

The Shield smirk to themselves while The Big Show was grateful for what Morgan did. Even the roster was mentally happy that Morgan did what she did.

She ran her fingers through her hair and glared at Orton as she took in everything that she had just done.

"All that anger built inside is finally coming out tonight," JBL looked on.

Once the crowd stopped chanting, she began to blow. "You asshole! Who do you think you are talking to me like that!? Do you think you can order me around like some dog?! I don't think so, pal! Do you know who I am!? Do you know who you're dealing with here!?" Morgan screamed in frustration.

"I have never seen Morgan this angry before in my life. Her face is getting red by the minute." Cole yelled.

"I am the Diva's Champion! I am The Shield's girl! I am Morgan Lopez!" She yelled as Orton started to recover.

Triple H and Stephanie look on in disbelief. They could not believe what they were seeing. They were too stunned to even give orders to Big Show or The Shield to calm her down and take her out of the ring.

"Who are you to order me around, acting like some big shot!? Oh, I'm Randy Orton, The WWE champion. The so called face of the WWE." She mocked. "Well listen up pretty boy! Morgan says she just kicked you in the balls and it felt great! And I don't give a damn if you're the face of the company!"

Orton grabbed the ropes as he stood up. He started to mumble threats towards her, as his anger quickened. His temper was short. Very short.

"Morgan needs to get out of there," Cole warned.

"Oh, you want to hit me? You think I'm scared of you? You think you're the best? An A plus? You can't back anything up! You need someone to fight your battles, huh?" Morgan yelled but then Orton grabbed her by the neck.

She managed to knee him in the midsection and hit him the backfire as the crowd went wild. The crowd starts chanting 'Yes' all over the arena. Morgan stared at his laid out body while she was on her knees. The Diva's Champion realized what she had just done and began to smirk. She stood up as the crowd chanted her name.

"Let's go!" She yelled at the crowd, while Triple H was seething and Stephanie and The Shield tried to calm him down.

"We will handle it. We will. Just not tonight. Let her have her fun, for now. She is going to regret it later. Won't she boys?" Stephanie turned to The Shield, mostly Ambrose.

Ambrose faked a plotting smirk as he watched his girlfriend taunt the crowd while her theme came on.

Morgan looked at The Authority and grinned. She started brushing her hands, proud of a job well done, and got out of the ring. After tagging some hands, she left through the crowd.

"It's official. Morgan is back." King happily said.

"Yeah but what will the Authority do, and The Shield? This is going to be a mess." JBL sighed at the mess Morgan had made.

"All that matters is that Morgan knows what she is doing now," Cole said.

Morgan tweets 'Should have done that a long time ago. Sorry for the wait. #ThatFeltGood #DidThatHurtRandy?'

Fans tweet:

'Yes! Finally! Oh my gosh she finally did it! #AboutFreakingTime'

'#MorganDropsTheViper That low blow was priceless. You tell them how it is Morgan! Represent!'

'She woke up big time. #TheSellOutPillIsGone #ShesBaaaaccckk'

'All that anger finally came out. Orton deserved it. I hope he finally gets the message. Morgan will put people in their place one step at a time.'

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#ImNoPushOverSweetie

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booksandchainmail · 1 year

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Pale 4.2

thoughts on classes (went back and bolded ones I got right, crossed out if wrong):

I think Verona might like diagrams

Various Other topics would be an interesting perspective

Not sure about binding, that might be threatening to the Others of Kennet

Someone should probably study implements etc (basic theories) but I don't think they all need to

Primary Spirits could be useful for the investigation. Understand more about CB

I feel like Lucy would like the Deals and Contracts section

Someone definitely needs to take the Fae class. Maybe all of them considering how much they use glamour

Maybe don't take the Living Weapons class?

Self defense is probably a necessity

Shame that they can't take any special topics, but that might go to far in putting them under a specific professor's influence anyways

Will Verona's bad normal school grades pose an obstacle for enrollment, because that would be very funny

A Literal Cat has signed out of the conversation L♪Ell: I worry about you too you know. So much. Your last message was not sent. Nobody else is in the conversation. L♪Ell has signed out of the conversation

i am feeling a lot of emotions about this

(also, good usernames)

It was the kind that fit like a glove, armpit to mid-thigh, and had three bands of colour; a band of lavender across the upper chest, white at the middle, and black at the bottom.

i think you should try swapping out that top section for green

She wasn’t trying to be mean, observing that stuff. She really wasn’t.

hmm. It does not seem like Verona and her mother get along

“It’s ninth grade. I don’t think it affects my chances to get into University.”

are they eighth or ninth grade? Or I guess different ones of them could be in different grades, since their class covers two grades. I had been assuming eighth grade, since I think they've mentioned being thirteen, and iirc that's 7-8th. Or I guess it could be different in Canada.

Puffy sleeves, no. Ooh, a nice one. Simple, lace at the top edge. She picked it up and then let it drop immediately. It was see-through enough that she could see her hand through the front and back layers. Why was that a thing? A really annoyingly common thing.

flashbacks to clothes shopping before I just started buying men's clothes

“Excusez mon français,” the teenager said, before giving Verona a wink.

I feel like it's a Canadian thing to say this in french instead of english. Fun!

She had to hold back another sentence, and it bothered her that she had to hold it back. You’d know more of this stuff if you were here more.

A few things going on with Verona's feelings towards her mother (not in order of importance): a) her mother caused the divorce (unclear on this one), splitting up her family; b) her father has gone downhill since the divorce; c) Verona is having to handle a lot of vitriol against her mother; d) Verona has had to take over a lot of adult responsibilities around the house; e) did her mother even fight for a more equal split of custody?; f) her mother doesn't seem present in her life at all basically; g) it doesn't seem to have hurt her mother to pull away from Verona; and h) she left Verona alone with her father

“It’s really not great,” Verona said. “He’s kind of intense, and Lucy isn’t even coming over because of it. So I was thinking, like, I don’t want to leave my friends, or school, or anything like that, but how possible would it be for you to move closer?” “It’s not really a consideration, Verona.” “But if you moved closer and I moved in with you?” “No.”

don't just shut her down! I get that this might not be possible, but explain that! Not a consideration?! She's your daughter!

honestly Verona seems pretyt good at putting together an outfit

If someone says not to come in to their space, don't! Let children have boundaries! And man have relations in this house deteriorated. At the start of the story Verona was putting a lot of effort into keeping things smoothed over, but it looks like she's mostly given up on that.

On impulse, she began threading through some fine silver chain, working it through her belt loops, so it dangled a bit at the side and added some glitter to her belt-line. She picked out a choker, and a silver medallion on a necklace, removed the leather thong, and threaded the top of the medallion through the choker, before putting it on.

Lucy wore a red dress covered in sequins. It was slinky in a similar way to the one dress Verona had considered, but the heavy sequins on the front half blurred the lines and hid the wrinkles in a way the other dress hadn’t. The back half didn’t seem to have any sequins. Her hair was down and she had gold hoops in her ears. A bit of gold lined her upper eyelid.

Avery wore a mint green button-up shirt, top few buttons undone, the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. She also had black pants and shiny black loafers, which was a break in her usual style from running shoes, and her hair was combed over to one side. She had some eyeliner on.

These are nice! A lot better than people I knew at that age were doing, and feels fitting to the characters.

He’d done good. Guys had a low bar to meet, and he’d easily cleared it.

lol. but true.

I managed to miss middle school/early high school relationship drama by not having a facebook or talking to people. I imagine it got tense, especially since one year my class was 2/3 girls.

She saw Verona looking as she broke the kiss. She made a quick hand gesture, like a prayer. Verona waved her off, and gave her a thumbs up. Kind of a bummer, seeing it, when she’d voted for Wallace and they were neighbors, but Lucy was about a thousand times more important to her than the entirety of boydom was.

i like how laid back about all this Verona is. It just fully doesn't seem to matter to her, in a way that I can see being deeply confusing to most of her peers. Also, yeah. Lucy is more important

“Yeah. You know why she did good? She’s cool, and nice, and pretty, and sweet. And you’re an ass. I’m okay being class bitch if it means I can call you out. So I’m going to ask… does any girl sitting here really want Logan in the circle, with how he’s acting?”

fuck yeah! good job Lucy :)

and I'm glad Avery's coming out went smoothly

This was nice. Dark atmosphere, comfortable temperature, the distant, muffled music. The landscape, if she looked past him. She broke the kiss. Nice. She could stand to do that again. “That was electric,” he whispered. She blinked once or twice. Was it?

Yeah, Jeremy's having an entirely different experience. It's a shame that they want mutually exclusive things, but at least they talked it through relatively early

“Emergency,” she said, eyes wide. “Probably emergency. My bag’s gone.”

oh shit

#booksandchainmail reads pale #pale #wildbow

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krewekreep · 7 months

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Introduction of Sorts + Interests

This page will really be for me to get back into writing, develop my writing and indulge myself. I’m open to requests though but ask people to definitely contextualize your Bias (person you’re requesting for—yes I’m gonna use K-pop lingo oh well) and/or the scenario cause otherwise I’d simply write for myself. Which is why I also am making this page because I’ve been on tumblr for 10 years (my main account turned ten this year) and I’m worn out of the smut fest no prose or story fics. Definitely has its place in the community but the older I get the more I need actual full blown delusion. I need scene, setting, set up, climax, denouement…and so I’ll fulfill the order myself. 🫡

My interests:

(Im a 2010s coded Tumblr user so uh, I mean I suppose Dr Who and Supernatural aren’t 😂😂😂😂lmao ew anyway (I was into supernatural I’m ewwing at you and myself) .

Too I usually am not following everything that’s mainstream (I know im so cool) so also if something isn’t listed I most likely know of it—but went no further. I also like older anime and media so if you have something super specific that feels out of place no worries. Im gonna end up writing Greek smut about Dionysus so…🤷🏾‍♀️

Anime: (I’ve seen actually too much anime to name so here’s the ones I have a bias or have an affinity for the characters)

JJK,

Chainsaw Man

Bleach

Naruto

Demon Slayer

Attack on Titan

Fate Series

Etc

Manga:

JJK

Chainsaw Man

Bleach

Attack on Titan

Spy x Family

DanDanDan

Berserk

Etc

Fave genres are horror/seinen, shoujo, and slice of life.

KPOP: (1st-mid 3rd Gen main but still aware of 4th gen pretty deeply)

I dont really want to do requests for idols but I don’t mind overall, explained further below

My fave boy groups (somewhat in order): Big Bang, Shinee, BAP, BTS (ex-army, long story**, don’t come to my page with that bullshit 💕) B1A4, IKON, EXO, 2PM, GOT7…I could go on. (I’m not gonna list them in an order but my heart can’t not include MBLAQ, Teen Top, U-Kiss, etc ugh those were the days😭)

Girl Groups (in definitive order): 2NE1, Brown Eyed Girls, F(x), Girls Generation, TWICE, 4Minute/Hyuna, Wonder Girls, Secret, After School, Global Icon (short lived), Tiny G ( VERY short lived), EXID, Ladies Code, etc.

Now 4th Gen…is cute…they got CUTE people that’s for sure. This list will be co-ed simply because I’m not feral for boy groups like I was younger. Really the boy groups don’t do it for me (4th gen overall criticism tbh) cause it’s really looks and kinda arrogant personalities I find obnoxious given y’all can’t even publicly date or be seen smoking…tone down the elitist vibe lol. But shade aside I do jam some things and have a playlist for my fave 4th gen songs so for sure no hate just a BOMBASTIC side eye sometimes. Anyway…

Stray Kids

Aespa

Lessaraffim (I’m gonna leave it like my mind spells it, enjoy)

NCT 127 (specifically them ((in reference to the units)) cause I enjoy R&B coded K-pop, they do too much Niggaboo shit (looking at Mark and Taeyong DIRECTLY in the eyes 👁️👄👁️)((BUT it’s a Soo Man thing cause him, YG, and JYP competing over who wish they were a born a Black man the most…Soo Man and JYP ✨fist fighting✨over the top spot IYKYK)

New jeans (they’re minors and if they all aren’t their def much younger than me so no requests for minors please this is for taste assessment only)

BIBI and other female soloists (Hyuna, Sunmi, Ga-in, Lee Hyori, etc)

IVE (they really got some bops tbh, this is another TWICE case of let these young women talk and sing how they naturally would…music and live performances will thank them for it)

Nobody really else I guess honorable mentions are Ateez, Fifty-fifty,

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*im gonna add that for Anime/Manga the double dipping means some combination of me knowing the material in both forms of media. Like Jujutsu Kaizen is an amazing example currently as of course the anime is ongoing but the manga is far ahead by a large portion of plot. So if your anime only, manga only, or something be sure to let me know so I’m not spoiling by accident. Don’t want the smut to spoil a character death or something….right? 😅

**the long story short and overall caveat of why I’ve fallen out of love for groups and K-pop are the fact that yeah as a Black person I genuinely started getting pissed off with colorism, n-word usage, appropriation, and mockery. The shit gets old and as a poor old super fan I’m happy I didn’t spend the money people do for folks who would literally refuse my hand…🫤 be fr. Likewise, the deaths of idols who were literally my biases really (of course) bothered me and took a toll on my enjoyment of the genre too. The more you love it the more you learn and that’s usually where the fun ends and now it’s numbers charts and placements. Lame 😭. I let the time I was fan be that but otherwise ? Eh I’m good I’ll bop from time to time and catch the tea but my bread in my pocket (besides my B1A4 What’s Happening and Twice Scientist albums😂)((and the other old albums I’ll get before they disappear forever or get destroyed🫠))

But yeah that’s that on that. I’ll be posting whatever ends up decent enough to be read by others. Otherwise wherever this ends up hope you drop a message🥸!

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