#and ofc i gotta post a fic for my main man!

[frenchfrywrites]

If you just say it

MINORS DNI

Warnings: afab gn dom reader, sub trans man Mammon, scissoring/tribbing, multiple orgasms, premature orgasm, squirting

terms used: pussy, cunt, clit, tits, chest

happy bday to the great mammon 😇

By the time the horror movie ends your hand feels numb with how tightly Mammon is holding onto it. He lets out a sigh of relief as the credits roll, and finally loosens his grip when Satan flicks on the lights. The brothers all get up (despite Belphie, who Beel has flung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes) and say their goodnights to you as they leave the room. 

Mammon and you stay put until you’re the only ones left. You yawn, moving to leave, and he follows your lead, keeping your hands locked together. Without a word you begin guiding him through the house of Lamentation, Mammon looking around fearfully at the dark shadows that loom after you as the two of you pass through the hallways.

Pausing at his room, you look at him expectantly. Mammon laughs nervously- he’s loud, strained, and goes on for too long- at your gaze, “uh,” he clears his throat, his voice a bit horse with how he’d screamed during the movie. “D’ya think I could, um, hang with ya for a bit? For no reason, it’s just kinda early and all ain’t it?” it’s not, “I don’t wanna be bored until I’m tired. And plus, I’ll bet yer so scared from the movie,” you’re not. 

Clearly, he's scared and he won't say it. This isn’t a surprise, but you're more than open to the sound of him coming back to your room. So you nod, heading to your room with Mammon following after you like a lost puppy.

He makes himself at home upon entering your room, flicking on the lights, shucking off his clothes, and hopping into your bed, tugging the covers up as he waits for you. 

You go about your nightly routine, maybe a bit slower than usual, to make Mammon wait. Eventually though you slip under the covers with him and go to turn off the lights. 

“Wait,” he gasps, his eyes wide and fearful. You cock a brow, waiting for whatever excuse he has planned. “Can ya leave ‘em on for a sec… I just wanna see yer face for a bit longer,” you’d maybe believe him if he didn’t look downright horrified. 

“Mammon,” you offer him a comforting smile, “I know you’re scared from the movie.” Mammon’s mouth drops at your bluntness, 

“No- no I ain’t,” you purse your lips and his cheeks flush. He pouts, “I’m not scared,” he insists, but he doesn’t sound convincing. 

“C’mon, just admit it,” your tone is playful as you lean into his personal space. It’s funny that a demon so powerful would be so scared of a little human movie, so who can blame you for wanting to tease him a bit. Mammon whines softly,

“I’m not- I wasn’t scared,” you tut, running your fingers down his arm and relishing the goosebumps that raise in their wake. 

“I know you are baby,” you press a gentle kiss to his lips, and when you pull away Mammon looks adorably bashful. "If you just say it, maybe I'll reward you for being honest," whether he admits it or not it's clear he’s scared and is looking to you for comfort; you'd be more than happy to distract him. 

"I-" his eyes flirt around the room, avoiding looking at you. You kiss his jaw next, awaiting him to admit it. 

"Don't you want a reward, baby?" You ask, kissing his neck then nipping gently. Mammon clings to you,

"I-" he scrunches his eyes shut, "I'm really really scared," he finally whispers. You immediately kiss his skin to show how pleased you are, but saying those four words seems to have opened the floodgates. Mammon continues, "I've been scared since the openin' credits, when it started with a scream. All the blood n’ body parts n’ jumpscares. That movie was so terrifyin', I can't believe some of y'all were laughin'," he rambles softly; you're certainly not going to stop him from getting it all out. "I don't want ya t'turn off the lights cause-" his voice cracks, fear lacing his tone, "cause I dunno what's out there n' it's really freakin’ me out." 

You feel kind of bad, pushing Mammon to think and talk about his fear.

As an apology you kiss his lips lovingly, "don't worry Mams, I wouldn't let anything get you," you promise, finding his hand. His eyes hesitantly flutter open as you take it in yours and kiss it gently, looking at him as you do. "We'll leave the lights on," you promise, squeezing his hand. "Is there anything else that I can do to make you feel better?" 

Mammon's flush deepens, "can ya," he's whispering so softly that if you weren't inches away from him like you are now he'd be unintelligible. "Can ya keep touchin’ n' kissin’ me?" he asks, in a way that makes your heart melt and your blood rush. 

"Of course baby," you respond, excited to do just that. 

You let your hand wander over his chest, feeling his nipples harden under your fingers. Mammon arches into your touch, loving the distraction and attention. He leans in for a kiss, moaning against your lips when you reach under his tank top and take one of his tits into your hand, squeezing it gently. 

You slip your tongue into his mouth, playing with his chest until he’s letting out muffled whines and whimpers against your lips. His hands cling to your sleep shirt, fisting the fabric as he gets your leg between his, grinding himself against your thigh. You can feel his clit bulging his underwear as he rubs himself against you.

“Please,” he begs, pulling away from your kisses to give you puppy eyes, “want ya t’touch my pussy, please,” you groan at how desperate he sounds.

“C’mere,” you don’t give him a chance to move, and instead manhandle him onto your lap. Mammon wraps his arms around you, now humping himself as best as he can against your cunt.  

You slide his panties to the side, using his own wetness as a makeshift lube to rub his clit.

“Mmm- fuck yesss,” Mammon hisses, rutting his hips against your finger. His arms tighten around your neck, pulling you closer to him. He gets noisy quickly, moaning and babbling already, telling you how good it feels to have you touching his clit, whining about how he wants- needs more. You nearly spank his pussy with how demanding he’s being, but he’s been spooked enough tonight.

Instead, you continue to jerk off his clit, watching as he falls apart on top of you. 

Suddenly, Mammon is jerking and panting, like how he does when he’s-  “cum- cumming,” he warns, cutting off your train of thought as he lets out a high keen, reaching his climax. 

Your mouth drops as you watch him ride out his abrupt orgasm. “Wow,” is all you can say as he slumps, catching his breath. “Um,” you’re kinda speechless, for it’s been a while since he’s cum so quickly. 

“Sorry,” he mumbles breathlessly, flushed and embarrassed, “did my T yesterday, n’ I’ve been a lil’ horny like all day,” he admits. You huff a laugh,

“I see,” you start playing with his clit again, feeling it throb against your finger, “does that mean you can take a bit more?” you ask hopefully. Mammon nods eagerly, 

“Fuck yes, I wanna feel ya,” he tugs on your sleep pants. They’ve got a wet spot from where he’d been grinding and rutting himself against you. You know there’s an equally wet spot on your underwear from how aroused you are right now. (You also know that, given the chance, Mammon would eagerly bury himself between your legs and lick at that wet spot until you physically pulled him away.)

“Off,” you tell him, slapping his thigh, just enough to get him off quick, but not hard enough to sting. 

Mammon peels off his panties before laying on his back and watching as you strip yourself of your clothes. His tank top is in disarray from when you’d been playing with his chest, falling off his shoulders and displaying his tits to you. You get on your knees, taking a hold of one of his legs and tossing it over your shoulder. You then move to straddle him so your pussies press against one another.

He chokes back a moan, his head knocking back against the pillows at the feeling of your clits brushing against each other. Mammon reaches out to you, so you lean down letting him once again cling to you.

Once you’re sure that both of you are comfortable in your position, you do an experimental grind of your hips, rubbing your wet cunts together. Both of you let out a moan at the sensation.

With the help of Mammon’s earlier orgasm, and the way that you’re both so worked up, there’s no need for lube. You set a slow pace, partly because Mammon has already cum once tonight, partly because you want to draw this bit out for your own pleasure, and partly to tease him like you’ve been doing all night. 

His mouth opens- likely to beg you to speed up- but is cut off before he can begin due to a noise from the corner of your room. You wouldn’t have noticed it if it were not for the way that Mammon’s eyes bug and his head whips around to look. “There’s nothing there pup,” you assure him, kissing his leg, and continuing to grind your pussy against his. 

He’s quick to forget about whatever is in the shadows, once again letting you occupy his mind. 

“Faster, I want- need ya t’go faster,” there’s the begging you’ve been waiting on. You grind yourself roughly against him, “ah,” he squeals, jerking his hips under you, “sorry, sorry, ungh, please, please, faster, oh-” with that magic word falling from his lips, you quicken your pace.

Mammon’s mouth drops open, jerking himself back against your cunt at an erratic pace. He pants and whines, crying out your name at a particularly good thrust against his clit. You know he’s close, but this time you’re close too, so you eagerly work on getting the two of you off. 

“You gonna- hah- cum for me baby?” Mammon keens, nodding so fast you think he might get whiplash. Not even a second later he fulfills that promise, with your name on his lips. You feel an excess of wetness first, and then it takes you a second to process he's squirting. “Good boy, cum baby, fuck, I’m gonna cum too, ah,” your clits frot against one another, bringing you over the edge. 

You hold onto Mammon’s leg as you work yourself off. There’s going to be bruises tomorrow with how hard you’re holding onto him. He’s going to like that. 

As soon as the sensations are too much, you flop down on the bed next to him. Mammon rolls over and nuzzles himself next to you. The cooling wetness on your groin and thighs reminds you that the two of you should both get up and clean off and pee, but exhaustion overcomes you.

Instead, you gather him up in your arms and two of you lay cuddling for a bit, letting your breathing even out. “Are you still scared?” you finally ask softly. Mammon doesn’t answer.

Looking down you find he’s dead asleep. 

Hopefully he doesn’t have any nightmares, but even if he does, you’ll be there to comfort and distract him when he wakes up.

#sub obey me #sub mammon #spice #ehhh im not super proud of this one but mammons bday snuck up on me :P #and ofc i gotta post a fic for my main man!

[ladamedusoif]

An Inspecteur Calls

A Visiting Pedrotober One-Shot - Day 20, Merge Mansion

Pairing: Professor!Ben (College AU) x OFC Lydia/fem!Reader (reader POV/2nd POV)

Summary: Lyd is stressed and frustrated, and hit with a bad dose of Parisian nostalgia. Thankfully, Ben knows of a detective - sorry, inspecteur - Roquefort, who is free to investigate the cause of her woes, shoulder holsters included.

Word Count: 2.3k

Rating: Explicit (MDNI; 18+)

Content (series/one-shot specific): Visiting fic one-shot; Professor Ben College AU; Ben and Lydia are contemporaries; canon is not a thing here; smut; fingering; oral sex (f receiving); safe PiV sex; enthusiastic consent; strong language; praise kink; references to stress; bad French; terrible French accents; role playing; these two are fucking dorks; extreme silliness

A/N: This is @jack-whiskey-daniels' fault. I wrote up this smutty little vignette, heavily inspired by the photo of Tim Rockford above, last night. Today, Luce informs me that it's Merge Mansion day for Pedrotober and I should post this. Well, who am I to say no?

With apologies for Ben's deliberately terrible attempts at role-playing a cliched French detective (inspecteur is the more common title). No apologies for me using Lydia to work through my love of Tim "Shoulder Holsters Tight Shirt Undervest" Rockford.

(And, seeing as it's his birthday and these two are film nerds, I had to throw in a reference to a film by the French director Jean-Pierre Melville, creator of several exceptional French crime dramas in the 1960s and 1970s. Le Cercle rouge is one of his finest, but they're all brilliant and highly recommended.)

Read the main story on the series Masterlist.

Usual Visiting taglist: @jack-whiskey-daniels , @julesonrecord , @tessa-quayle , @vermillionwinter , @iamskyereads , @tieronecrush , @perennialdoll247 , @love-the-abyss , @imaswellkid , @intheorangebedroom , @javierisms , @fuckyeahdindjarin , @littlemisspascal , @khindahra , @pedrostories , @readingiskeepingmegoing , @rhoorl , @red-red-rogue , @princessanglophile, @katareyoudrilling @survivingandenduring, @trulybetty @fictionismyreality @sunnywithachanceofjavi, @joeldjarin , @lahoozaherr, @s-u-t, @its-nebuleuse, @lizzie-cakes

His warm, broad hand rests lightly on your shoulder as he passes you at the dining table. You turn to look up at him, handsome face full of concern.

“You’re not yourself. What’s up?”

You sigh and stare into your coffee. “It’s dumb.”

He pulls out a chair and sits down, quirking an eyebrow. “If it’s bothering you, I doubt it’s dumb. What’s wrong, love?”

“It’s this stupid essay I’m trying to get finished. I’m missing some of the stuff that would be really useful for it, and I should have gone to see it last time I was in Paris, and I’m frustrated with myself.”

“That’s not dumb, darling. Even if you are being too hard on yourself, as usual.”

You slump forward on the table, mumbling against the wooden surface. “And then I thought about how easy it used to be to just…pop over to Paris, whenever I could, and then I started thinking about it and how much I love it.”

He pats your arm affectionately. “Still not dumb.”

“And then we watched Le Cercle rouge last night and even all those dodgy cops and inspecteurs in their trenchcoats and hats and crime were making me miss Paris. See? Dumb.”

Ben shakes his head and smiles softly. “Not dumb at all. It’s a part of you, of who you are.” He traces a circle on the back of your hand. “And anyway, didn’t you once tell me you had a thing for dodgy cops with moustaches?” He looks at you mischievously and you grin.

“You, Benjamin, are a very tolerant man.” You reach out and trace your fingers over the coarse hair on one side of his face, and he closes his eyes and hums happily.

“I love you, Lyddie. It’ll be okay.” He pushes himself away from the table and heads towards the hallway. “I gotta go for my early seminar, but keep Hemingway in mind.”

You laugh and roll your eyes affectionately. “Of course, the answer is in literature.” He pauses at the door, waiting for you to acknowledge the quotation. “‘Wherever you go for the rest of your life, it stays with you, for Paris is a moveable feast.’”

He does that half-smile that never fails to make you melt, blows you a kiss, and heads off to work.

You meet him later for lunch, having worked at home for most of the morning. In between bites of his sandwich, he excitedly talks about the graduate seminar he’d taught, and you discuss your plans for your workshop on gender and visual culture that afternoon while Ben listens attentively.

“You feeling any better?” he asks, as you brush a stray couple of crumbs from his moustache. 

“A bit. I’m sorry, I just spiralled. Probably mostly stress and frustration at my own shitty work ethic and crap ideas.”

He kisses the tips of your fingers swiftly and discreetly, and you giggle. “You have to be kinder to yourself. You’re working too hard, thinking about it too much.”

You clear your table and bring your trays to the designated area, hands brushing lightly against each other as you stroll out of the cafeteria and back towards your building and your offices. You smile to yourself at how, even now, the slightest touch from him sends a current of electricity sparking through your body.

Ben opens his office door and pulls you in for a quick kiss before you have to go and teach. He pulls away reluctantly as you whine softly. 

“Please be kinder to yourself, Lyd.” He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively as you move into the hallway. “I’m happy to help distract you, you know.”

“I’m home, love!” 

You drop your bag beside the hall table and hang your coat up on the rack before kicking off your shoes and stretching upwards as you walk towards the kitchen, where you expect to find him. On days when you have a later teaching schedule, Ben likes to get home earlier, finish his work in his attic study, and then get dinner started for both of you.

Something delicious is cooking away in the CrockPot, but there’s no sign of your boyfriend. You pass into the dining room, noticing the light from the living room coming through the glass-panelled doors. 

Ben is sitting on the sofa, wearing his glasses - nothing out of the ordinary there. But he’s also clad in the trenchcoat he wore for his Dave Toschi costume on Halloween, which is decidedly weird. 

“Uh, baby? You okay?”

He turns to face you, arching an eyebrow and running his eyes up and down your body as if he’s appraising you. 

“Ben?”

“Bonsoir, mademoiselle.”

You scrunch your face up in absolute confusion, and wonder if you should call Jen. Maybe some kind of accident happened at work? Did he take a knock to the head?

“Ben, I’m…what the fuck is happening?”

He holds a hand up to one side of his face and does a sort of stage whisper. “Go with it, Lyd! Just an attempt at cheering you up. You want to stop, just say the word.”

You burst out laughing and shake your head. “No, I’m… I’ll see where this leads, monsieur.”

He grins in satisfaction and stands up. “Je suis Inspecteur Timothée Roquefort, and…uh, I mean, et je suis un…Parisian police homme.”

“Baby, I know your French is better than this.”

Ben holds up a hand and continues speaking in what can only be described as one of the worst comedy French accents you have ever heard. “Mademoiselle! Do not interrupt moi.”

You bite your lip, body shaking with laughter. “D’accord, monsieur.”

“I received une message at the commissariat de police that une jolie femme was…” He looks away as he thinks. “Triste parce que she is not in Pareeeeee.”

“D’accord, mais je ne sais pas pourquoi les flics doivent intervenir dans une question personnelle, en fait, et alors -” [Okay, but I don’t know why cops have to intervene in a personal matter, really, and anyway -]

Ben looks panicked, and starts to rub at one side of his moustache with his pointer finger.

“Uh… HON HON HON. OMELETTE DU FROMAGE.”

That does it. You collapse against him in a fit of laughter, eyes creased and tears rolling down your cheeks. He holds you close against him as you look up at his open, handsome face. 

“You are a very goofy man, Benjamin Morales, and I love you for it. Though I don’t really understand how I want to fuck you this badly even with that accent.”

He grins. “You want to fuck moi because je suis a sexy Parisian police homme, non?” 

He plants a kiss to your forehead as he hugs you tightly. “L’Inspecteur did have une question de plus, Lyddie.”

“Eh bien?”

You can see him struggling not to laugh as he makes a cheesy, cliched “sexy” face at you. 

“La question, s’il vous plait.”

“Well, mademoiselle…” Ben shrugs off the trenchcoat to reveal the shoulder holsters he’d worn at Halloween. The ones that had helped show you just how beautifully broad he was. The ones you’d held onto as the two of you sat as close as it was possible for two friends to sit, both taking any opportunity to make contact with the other’s body. 

The ones you’d asked him, a while back, if he’d kept. “Just because,” you’d explained. “They were kinda hot.”

You reach out and trace your fingers over the leather of the straps, biting your lip and feeling the flame of your desire building steadily into an inferno.

“La question, monsieur l’Inspecteur.”

He arches his brow and gives you his most seductive smile. “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?”

You make it to the bedroom in record time, laughing as you race up the stairs and sit down on the bed as he stands in front of you. 

“Where do you want me for the, uh, investigation, monsieur l’Inspecteur?”

Ben grins delightedly and leans forward, encouraging you to lie back on the mattress as he shifts his broad form over you, arms caging your body as you run your hands over his warm, solid chest and that tummy that makes you absolutely feral. His white shirt is perfectly snug, sleeves rolled up to expose his forearms, and your hips are already shifting upwards to meet his crotch, desperate for him.

You grip the shoulder holsters as Ben chuckles, bringing his head lower and whispering in your ear. “Je think that les clues are hidden dans your body.”

You both burst out laughing, but your eyes stay trained on each other, never breaking the intense intimacy and erotic power of the shared gaze. 

“You should probably do some searching, then, Inspecteur.”

Ben kisses you deeply as he moves you towards the middle of the bed and loosens his tie before unbuttoning your blouse, bringing his mouth to every new area of skin exposed. “Might be here?” he murmurs, lips brushing off the velvety flesh of your breasts before sucking on your nipples through the pink lace of your bra. 

Your back arches as you gasp. “No, don’t think so…sir.”

You feel his cock twitch in his pants at that and you smile wickedly. “Liked that, did we? Sir?”

Ben hides his face against your tummy and laughs. “Maybe.” His broad hands roam up to your shoulders as he helps you out of your blouse, before tracing the outline of your waist and the curves of your hips and ass as he unbuttons your dark green pants and slips his fingers into your panties. 

“Fuck, Ben, fuck, that’s -”

“Maybe the clues are here? What do you think, mademoiselle?”

He shifts his body down the bed and looks up at you lasciviously, eyes burning black with lust as he pulls your pants down and discards them. He eases your legs apart and you react with a gasp and a giggle as he works his way up your thighs. 

“Looking for treasure, sir?”

He laughs, low and warm, and brings his face to your core. “Found it, mademoiselle.” The heat of his mouth hits your pussy through the fabric of your panties, and you moan loudly. He hums happily as he kisses your soaking cunt, pulling the fabric aside to grant him more access before he drags them off you completely and buries his mouth between your legs. His tongue moves between your folds, flicking your clit every now and again before diving into the warm wetness of your entrance while the strong line of his nose keeps the pressure on the sensitive nub. 

The first orgasm hits you hard, and your hips bear down on Ben’s face as he groans with pleasure. He slips two fingers inside you to sustain the climax a little longer, and with the other hand unbuckles his belt and undoes his zipper, slipping off his pants and boxer briefs while he continues to massage the spot inside you that he knows, having had you so many times, will deepen the orgasm and build to an even stronger one next time.

“Need you, baby,” you whine, eyes drifting to his hard cock, tip glistening with pre-come. “Need you so badly.”

You reach up as he shifts his weight over you, unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his white undervest, clinging perfectly to his gorgeous, solid form. He makes as if to take off the holsters. 

“Don’t you fucking dare take those off. They’re staying on, sir.”

He raises his eyebrows and laughs. “Oh, mademoiselle likes them, does she?”

You giggle, feeling his warm breath against your lips, and slip your fingers under the straps around his shoulders. “She really likes them, monsieur. Liked them from the first time she saw them on you.”

He kisses you hard, one hand groping your tits while the other gives his cock a few strokes as he shifts into position. “Sometimes I wish you’d told me back then, that night,” he murmurs, sucking lightly on your neck and making you cry out.

“Think we made up for lost time, though,” you gasp, tilting your head to look at his hard length notching at the wet folds of your cunt. “Please fuck me, baby.”

He slides into you in a fluid motion, moaning long and slow as he bottoms out and the tightness of your pussy takes hold around his cock. He drags back out of you slowly, luxuriantly, savouring every bump and ridge inside you and trying to restrain himself from driving back into you too quickly.

“Jesus, baby, your pussy is fucking incredible. So warm and tight for me.”

He starts to fuck you, picking up pace quickly as you keep hold of the shoulder holsters.

“Tell me, darling.”

He closes his eyes, face a perfect expression of ecstasy. “It’s just fucking perfect. Like you’re made for me, made for my cock. Made for each other.”

You tilt your pelvis slightly so that he’s grinding a little more on your clit as he moves in and out of you, and before long the friction has you coming again. Ben groans at the sensation as your pussy clenches around him and you ride out your orgasm on his cock. 

“Fuck, Lyd, I - oh, fuck.” He seems surprised at how quickly his own release comes, spilling into you while he buries his face against your neck, muttering a litany of curses and praise. 

“Oh fuck fuck fuck baby, that’s fucking it, that’s - my good fucking girl, fuck.”

When he lifts his head again, his face and upper body are drenched in sweat, dripping onto your neck and chest. He kisses you slowly, deeply, before he pulls out. You whine with pleasure at the taste of yourself, of your cunt, on his lips.

He flops back onto the bed, turning to kiss you again and stroke your cheek as he whispers his love for you, over and over.

You return the gesture, nuzzling against him, sated and feeling completely loved, completely adored, completely safe. 

The sight of the shoulder holster makes you giggle affectionately. This beautiful, goofy, sexy man, who would come up with something so silly and so sweet and so insanely hot, just to make you feel better.

“Can the inspecteur come by another time, baby? I think there might be more cases to solve.”

(tape warning by @cafekitsune; star dividers by @saradika)

#pedrotober2023 #pedrotober #tim rockford fanfiction #timothée roquefort #visiting fic #visiting masterlist #mr ben snl #mr ben au #mr ben x ofc #mr ben fanfic #professor ben x ofc #professor!ben #professor!ben x ofc #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal character fanfiction #pedro pascal character fanfic #pedro pascal #pedrostories #visiting fic one shot

[secretsecretbunny]

A few days ago, I told my sister about your 'fav roommate chronicles' and now everytime you post, we both jump to it to see if it's a development in your story! We're sooo interested! Please don't forget to keep us fed! Love you🤗

omfg okay then let me give you some tea, pookie...

today this damn man came to my work to bring me lunch because I bitched in the groupchat that I forgot to bring one. and like, he could have brought me the lunch I already had packed in our fridge but NO this man goes out of his way to go get my favorite street tacos?????? without even telling me????? and like you can't get into my work building without an ID so one of our staff comes to me and he's like "hey your boyfriend is in the main lobby for you" and I'm like... "boyfriend??????" and he's like "yeah some guy is here asking for you, he says he's your boyfriend, should I call security?" and I'm like "no let me see who it is" and ofc it's fave roommate and I'm like "did you tell him you were my boyfriend?" and he goes "yeah. I knew it'd guarantee me seeing you." (afsjdbfhgjkl) because my work only allows partners and family of employees in the main lobby area, and then he tells me that he brought me tacos from my favorite place because I forgot my lunch and I was like "dude you could have brought my lunch from the fridge!" and he says "but you like these better.." with his dumb cute toothy smile and when I tell you it took everything in me to act normal...

and then this man just goes "okay, I gotta get back to work." and then leaves and... HE WAS AT WORK?! HE LEFT WORK MID DAY TO BRING ME LUNCH??? FROM A TACO PLACE IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION????? I CAN'T DO THIS WHY IS HE MAKING THIS SO HARD 😭😭😭 I'M GONNA VOMIT I HATE HAVING FEELINGS????????

like sorry I can't write fics rn I'm too busy living one apparently

#it's a slow burn #probably has a tragic ending #fave roommate chronicles #asks

[vocalhitches]

So you say you're into horror games and villains... are you interested in fic or art for any horror games, villains, or horror game villains ? I know mentioning character names can be dicey on here so don't feel you have to answer this but I'm curious

YES and i’ve honestly contemplated making a whole list of characters i want to see snz art/fics/etc of, so i guess this is my cue to do just that lol

i plan on posting content of some of these characters myself probably, most likely art bc as much as i want to post fics here, writing snz fics is actually sooo difficult for me like i can’t keep up with the plot for anything rip

so here’s my list of fandoms i would adore seeing snz content for and the certain characters from said fandoms i’m most interested in when it comes to snz stuff (fyi all the characters are gonna be male bc that’s who i’m more into, at least in terms of fictional characters):

re/sident e/vil; tbh i don’t have any one specific character i’m into like… snz wise? but if i had to pick i’d say probably le/on bc like come on. he’s a classic. i also feel like e/than and ca/rlos are suuuuuuch good candidates. and this one is super random but we did say we were talking villains here so i’m gonna list him too: will/iam bi/rkin. he’s like a wet rag of a man so why not (also side note bc it just crossed my mind that i completely forgot about THE main re villain, but for some reason we/sker just does not do it for me like at all? idk that’s just me but ofc no judgement here. just me explaining why i never mentioned him)

sil/ent h/ill; okay so honestly i have one specific game that i care about in terms of snz content and that’s sh4. like all the main characters would work tbh but bc this is me we’re talking about wa/lter su/llivan is my man. evil pathetic meow meow

the e/vil wi/thin; ru/vik is too much of a sexy loser for us not to be snzifying him. also his nose is really hot sooooooo… (i also think le/slie would be v cute with a snzy cold but i want to make it abundantly clear that i would never intend to infantilize him as much of the mid-2010s general fandom did, nor would i want to sexualize the abuse he suffered in ANY way. there’s too much nuance to portraying his character than i should get into here)

those are really like my big 3 of horror games i can think of bc most of the other games i’m into i can’t really picture any of the characters in snz context at all tbh? but any less popular fandoms (or just unpopular on snzblr) would definitely interest me so this is just my way of saying pleeeeeease make content of characters from whatever niche fandoms y’all are into! i will always eat it up!!!!

here are some other villain honorable mentions i felt i should add that aren’t horror game related, but still deserve to be put in Situations:

he/nry cr//eel from stra//nger thi/ngs; evil pretty boy that did not get the snzblr attention he deserved when st4 came out (i actually wrote a lil drabble fic for him a while ago… should i post it? 👀)

i mean it’s no secret if you’ve been following me that i’m a slut for ma/hito from juj/utsu ka//isen. he’s cute and crazy and gross and i need to get around to posting the random sketches i drew of him

that’s all i can think of off the top of my head right now!! i know there’s gotta be more but i’m drawing a blank for now 😅 ty for asking and letting me rant about fictional guys i want to see snz lol!

#i went a little too intense with this lol #but again ty for the ask!!!! #answered #snz #snzblr

[rafasbiscuits]

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love 💞

so this has been in my inbox for quite awhile, I've been occupied so yeah, thanks for the ask stef, I love answering things, and I love you🥺

so this is written and not released right?? cause I've only released a few and written lots.

1. It's gotta be my Say Yes To Heaven, Say Yes To Me (yes it's based on a Lana song shh) it's the first fic of the my Of Paradise and Vicissitudes Series which, I'm very proud of actually. And overall, I think my writing was better here than in other fics and I remember writing this when I was very motivated and excited and happy to write, so it's just a little more special.

2. The Everything Is Different fic. It's my first fanfiction I uploaded on ao3 and it's a short one but I remember posting it for the first time before going to bed and was super duper happy the next day when I woke up with kudos and I saw the hits almost reaching the 100 already. And it's something I can read and reread without getting cringed unlike all my other fics that I've written.

3. So this one I haven't uploaded yet and is still on drafts, only a few words but it's a tennis group chat fic and I'm planning to upload this after I finish my other long fic, the Rabbits fic (it's also one of my favs) and I really like where this group chat fic is going, I think the characters are kind of OOC but like idc. I alr have the plot in mind. I think it's going to be great, and yeah I won't say much cause I don't want to spoil🙈

4. He Who Chases Two Rabbits, Catches None aka Rabbits fic (god the title is so long man I really suck at titles💀) so this is my first long fic and it's currently on hiatus. But I really enjoyed the first chapter, second not so much, and it's really long just like how I liked it, and I mean it needs a little bit of editing here and there but I also have the plot written down and I think it's a good story, I just have to actually start writing it once I'm done w exams and stuff. But ofc there are some thoughts in the back of my mind that I should drop this, but I myself want to see how the story goes so I just have to motivate myself😫

5. hmmMMM okay, so I have this one fanfiction that I haven't and will never upload ever. It's a Shadowhunters fic but Harry Potter AU. Main pairing is obviously Malec and once upon a time, I thought of uploading it on Wattpad but it just took so much time for me to continue on the next chapters after that, but the few first chapters I wrote I really enjoyed writing it, and I think I really nailed the characters personalities and they all have interesting backstories and character arcs, I love it and I think my English teacher would like my writing.

#me and my ramblings i swear 😭 #this is so long i wanted jt to be shorter but oh well #ask meeee #i love these stuff #just because theyre my fav doesnt mean i LIKE it yk? #i love all of the ideas of my fic but sometimes its better if it stayed in my head cause i never write the way i wanted to in my head #i like to think that im good at english language but my vocabs arent of high level and idk its just not that..good #BUT YEAH it is what it is

[superbatson]

tagged by @wirypsychiatrist (technically; he opened it up for anyone to fill out and i love an excuse to talk about myself lol)

what book are you currently reading?

i have a tendency to read a few books in different formats so in print it's the matzah ball by jean meltzer (yay hanukkah romance!), in digital it's shazam & the seven magic lands (a reread bc i remember so little of it since the run ended in 2020), and in audiobook it's autism in heels by jennifer o'toole.

what’s your favorite movie you saw in theaters this year?

elvis, obviously. it's so good i saw it twice in theaters!

what do you usually wear?

lately i've been really dressing down bc i have literally nothing to do so it's just like a t-shirt and sweatpants. maybe i'll throw a sweatshirt on over the t-shirt if i get cold (which usually happens at night).

how tall are you?

5’4”

what’s your star sign?

gemini 💕

do you go by your name or a nickname?

my name lol. i mean, family/close friends/teachers have called me "rach" but usually i just go by my name. i don't have any real unique nicknames.

did you grow up to be what you wanted to be when you were a child?

lmao no, absolutely not. as a kid i think i had dreams of being a singer so that didn't happen. (neither did the author dream but that really developed in my teens.)

are you in a relationship? if not, who is your crush if you have one?

lmao i can't even make friends let alone date, ofc i'm single. i have too many celeb crushes to list here but irl i still kinda have a crush on this guy from high school (i've liked him since i was in 9th grade oop)

dogs or cats?

cats, obviously

if you draw/write, or create in any way, what’s your favorite picture/favorite line/favorite etc. from something you created this year?

my favorite gifset i've posted this year is definitely my "elvis + capt. marvel jr references" set not bc it's, like, my best set or anything, but simply bc it's like My Brand boiled down to a single gifset. i know i have a lot of interests but elvis (the man & the movie) and shazam are some of my biggest special interests so that set feels like a perfect representation of my faves. and i did really love getting to point out all the capt marvel references they made in elvis, it was a lot of fun. (now if only i could do a follow-up with fotg making elvis references. the movies are from the same studio, it's gotta happen!)

with fics, i felt like i was kinda lacking this year in terms of quality/quantity but i did enjoy some of the little caswen (hsmtmts) stuff i posted. the sneaky bunk sex one is my favorite.

what’s something you would like to create content for?

i really wish i could join my fellow elvis stans in writing imagines (for elvis, austin, or both) but i'm so uncomfortable writing in that format that i hardly ever do it. it's like i write them with myself in mind but i don't want to isolate my audience bc of that. yet the few imagines i've written in the past (for various fandoms) have gotten good responses, so idk. maybe i just gotta ignore my insecurities and write some freakin' imagines. there are a few ideas i've wanted to write for a little while now...

what’s something you’re currently obsessed with? 

idek i'm like between obsessions at the moment. i've kinda gotten involved in the santa clause fandom lately bc of the disney+ show (i've posted about it on my main) but idk if i'd call that an "obsession". maybe i'm just still holding onto elvis and shazam, at least for as long as i can until they probably become irrelevant (aka post-award season and post-dc reboot).

what’s something you were excited about that turned out to be disappointing this year? 

my children's literature class. i thought i was gonna have a blast getting to read kids' books but i wound up getting stressed out over having to read multiple books a week (which was fine when it was picture books but not when it was novels). i did get to read some good books for the class but somehow i wound up liking the other class i took that semester, american government, more.

what’s a hidden talent of yours?

i think i'm a pretty good singer? idk if that's considered a "hidden" talent but i don't exactly like to sing in front of people (i only do it when home alone or in the shower) so i guess it is kinda hidden.

are you religious? 

nah. i like judaism from a cultural perspective but i don't really agree with a lot of their religious beliefs. (i mean, like, with god and the kosher stuff and specific holiday practices, etc.)

what’s something you wish to have at this moment? 

a job that i enjoy

i tag: also whoever wants to do this. feel free to say i tagged you 🙂❤

#tag game

[ofallthingsnasty]

Hey nasssttyy 😁

So I gotta get your thoughts on this 👀

You know how people write Hizashi x Reader x Aizawa they typically make Hizashi the softer dom (even if it’s yandere)?

Whaaat about Hizashi being the mean one? Like he’s very outright with his toxicity while Aizawa is more low key. He would always be giving y/n backhanded compliments, degrading them all of that. But he just says it in such a nice way that it leaves y/n confused asf 😭 like their feelings are always hurt by this mans but they also like it because of the nice “uwu” way he talks to them. And ofc he is always bullying them—

I’m rambling, I’m sorry 😭

-AFO anon

Hey anoooon 🤗 First and foremost never apologize for rambling omg!! You can put whole essays in my inbox, hell I love those 😘 tw yandere, minors dni

Do you mean people ... like me? 🙈 To my defense - I only write him soft when it's non-yan content (and have done so only once), because canon Hizashi is a big softie to me. Now... yandere Mic? Hard agree with you - I kind of expanded on this in this post. I think the main problem with him is that he's really, really impatient and petulant when things don't go his way. I personally wouldn't say he'd call you names, but he would force you to do vile stuff, all with a sleazy grin and a mean little glint in his eyes. But now that you mention it... I can see him becoming really mean and backhanded with time - if you keep denying him, his mood will surely sour sometime in the future. He'd turn really bitter, probably even more so if you got along a little better with Shota (who treats you - well, almost humanly, at least compared to Hizashi). And while he's already forcing himself on you from the start, the verbal bullying could definitely occur. I could see him actively taking little jabs at you here and there, but only after you've refused him for a very, very long time. Those are born out of frustration, though. Every time I write Erasermic/Reader he is definitely the more vocal, more hands-on part of the duo - and Shota is a little... in the background 😂 (That's mainly because I'm not the biggest Eraser fan out there, though. And I just can't see him doing anything too drastic. I think he'd be very aware of his situation as a yandere, but that's off-topic rn haha) In every bit and make do (which have piss, so not everyone's cup of tea haha), Mic is definitely a disgusting, mean and very pushy man, but he's also stupidly in love with you - but in those two fics you play along and do whatever he says. Now that you mention it, a fic with him where he absolutely loses it is definitely something I can put on my to-do list - I haven't written properly for these two in six weeks or so and I already miss them, haha. (Also, add-on: I didn't add context to 'make do', but I think that in that situation he would be the driving force behind absolutely defiling reader. That man wears so much leather and is modeled after your run-of-the-mill rockstar, of course he has rather unsavory tastes. He wants everything you can give him and trust me - you will.) Wow now I feel like I have talked so much but I didn't say anything at all, actually 😂

#afo anon #yandere erasermic #yandere present mic #present mic x reader #bnha x reader #bnha #mha #ask #anon

[vampiretickles]

HIHIHI OMG UR SO SWEET THANK YOU FOR REBLOGING MY POST SOBS/pos I WAS WONDERING!! DO YOU HAVE ANY SWEET LITTLE INSIDE JOB TICKLE HEADCANONS YOURSELF?? LITERALLY ANYTHING BC WE ARE ALL STARVED FOR CONTENT BAHAHA (ur girl rly loves brett but no pressure I’d just love to see him either get wrecked or wreck someone ❤️❤️) BAHABAHA BUT WHATEVER YOU DO OR IF YOU CAN DO ANYTHING IS PERFECT!! SENDING YOU GOOD VIBES AND AGAIN THANK YOUUU

INSIDE JOB TKL HEADCANONS

I binge watched basically the whole thing in one sitting, I am in love!!!

Ofc as soon as i watched it i rushed to google the classic “*insert fandom here* tickle fics”. Thanqu sm for the ask, i'm so glad i could find something /pos lol, i feel u with the content starve aahh

also very sorry for the length of this lmao

(Ok so i've come to the sudden realisation that someone who works on the show could like… technically see this, so if you have anything to do with inside job… kindly wipe ur memory of this <333)

As usual, first one here & then the rest under the cut!

Ok so I’ll start with the mc and leave best to last, bc i need to contain myself somewhat, having said that: here is the main cast!

Reagan:

Ok this amazing(ly stressed) woman is probably super sensitive due to not being used to physical contact

I feel like at one point Bearo definitely had/has a tickle setting

*queue more trauma for reagan*

Ok so I can't tell if this is better or worse than hugging, but I think there is a chance she may not attack someone that tries to tickle her, IF they are very close

Like Brett or someone like that

I think her sides are her worst spot, and if anyone attempts to tickle them she r u n s

Her neck is also ticklish, but she can tolerate it a bit more

I don't think she is massively ticklish, but as I said, she definitely has a few sensitive spots

If you take her by surprise, be prepared to eat fist. Sorry lol

Her laughter is probably slightly strained, that slowly turns into cackles, and eventually choking lol

Maybe giggling

Swears a lottt

She will get payback. She will be deadly.

Goes straight for the worst spot, which she figures out extremely quickly

She probably has a math to figuring out someone's worst spot without fail every time

If it comes to be a common occurrence, she will create a bot for it

Will mean tease you

THE BOT WILL TEASE YOU

Tickles ppl who piss her off lol

Gigi:

Ok so i have like, not much for Gigi Luigi??

But I do know she does NOT like being messed with

Like 95% ler ok

She tickles Dr Andre a lot

Ok she tickles everyone, just for fun

She most likely has sensitive feet

CACKLES

She has her nails done and kinda long, which are super scratchy and definitely good to wreck ppl with lol

Yeah thats about it sorry lol

Hopefully she’ll get more screen time and more abt her character next season tho

Glenn:

Fucking. Dolphin man

LETS GO

So like… hes a dolphin? But hes still ticklish? Can dolphins be ticklish?

My first thought are his armpits, and tummy, like they’ve gotta be super bad

I think maybe his tail as well? Or is that too odd? Lol

I’m sorry but the first thing that came to mind is that it like.. A fetish for him. Ok im sorry that was just a bad thought, not an actual headcanon lol

Dkgjgkjdgndkjndfj im so sorry lets not dwell on that

Rougher tickles work on him a lot more than softer ones do

Ok so i also think he has a ticklish back ok

He's not suuppperrr ticklish, but he’s still really ticklish

Once you really get him laughing, he starts making dolphin noises

He has sharp scratchy claws. Get fucked. Lmao

So yeah he can definitely be a deadly ler if he wants to be

He probably doesn’t get too caught up in any of the gangs tickly shenanigans

But sometimes he will partake in the occasional tickle fight

He will win

His teases are definitely very.. Army like

Like “is that all you got, soldier? Not gonna fight back?”

Stuff like that

Ok if we are ignoring what has been,, previously stated, I think he’s neutral about the subject/ being tickled

Magic Myc:

Ok I have noo idea how he works but he definitely likes fucking around with people

So yes he likes tickling people/ engages a lot of tickle fights

I mean… look at him. He’s perfect

6 arms to tickle with and hold people down with

Oh god y’all better watch out

Since he can read minds, if he knows/meets anyone in the tkl community, he will KNOW

And he will not be afraid to let you know/ embarrass the shit out of you

Lmao have fun

Knowing him, he would probably assume its a sex thing

But either way he wouldn't rlly care

He definitely enjoys tickling ppl so yk

Mega tease

Is he ticklish? Maybe

His tummy thing is definitely ticklish

His tentacle… dicks are all a little ticklish

His laughter is very chaotic and silly

Definitely the giggler

Also makes high pitched, guttural cackles

Basically all the laughter lol

I think he likes it a little, depends on who it is tbh

He’s basically just a silly guy thing. He’s a little shit who likes to annoy ppl and have fun so he’s always up to tickling. Lee or ler.

Dr Andre:

OK so this guy. Likes to have fun

Very much ler energy, but also massive lee oh god oh fuck

His giggles throughout the series <333333

Definitely has tickle monster energy

He enjoys having tickle fights and playing a lot when he’s high, but being tickled gives him a small high lol

Snorts a lot

He’s super teasy but he’s not very good at it??

When he tickles someone he’s all over the place, he never stays in one spot for more than a second

This is very effective

Him and Myc would team up a LOT

And they make an amazing team lol

Andre is like one huge tickle spot ngl

Death by raspberry.

His ribs and armpits are definitely his worst spots

Also his feet will make him scream

He probably screeches a lot

He likes back tickles tho

Definitely likes being held down while tickled

I'm trying not to get too sexual here but… yk its Dr. Andre

He has definitely met a few ppl who are into it that way. He has done many things.

I’ll keep it at that I think lol

Brett:

My boy. My baby boy.

Touch starved and craving familial love

So he definitely likes tickling

Major lee.

Sdjfhsghsakjflsfjowbgwjingwgjwr <33333333333

Like idk if there would be tickling scenes in the growing years but like, he is definitely aware that kids get tickled by their older siblings/ parents, and would be jealous of those who experienced it as a child

Also just craving any touch he can get

If you wiggle your fingers at his tummy but don’t actually touch him. So many giggles.

HE IS SO CUTE

He has little snorts. His laughter is raspy and high pitched and especially whiny. Literally angels laughter

Hiccupy giggles

Enjoyer of tickly neck kisses.

His tummy is super duper ticklish

Even the lightest tickles will get him laughing like crazy

Especially if you kiss his tummy. Like he will go insane with laughter, also bc he feels so loved and he never wants it to stop.

Definitely cries. Like no overwhelmed but it’s just his reaction

Ok get ready for this one its revolutionary:

SUPER TICKLISH INNER THIGHS/ HIPS

Like that whole area just makes him scream, especially if you dig in

Okay but his thighs are super thicc

His armpits r super bad as well

Raspberries kill this man. Absolutely destroy him.

If you tease him, call him cute, stuff like that, he’ll go bright red and giggle even more. He also genuinely takes the compliments to heart and will be thinking about it months later

Loves cuddles <3

Ok ler time lol

He’s surprisingly super gentle and loving

HE WILL STILL WRECK YOU THO DON’T BE FOOLED

He’s super sweet and compliments ur smile

Definitely gives cheer up tickles

Literally “where’s that smile??!?!?”

Gives deadly raspberries

Likes tickle fights

He just likes making people happy

Tickling is definitely like another love language for him

He just. Likes tickling.

Laughs along with you

Definite tickle monster

He likes playing games and loves cute reactions

Ok just imagine his laugh some more. Ok good.

He cannot stay still tho lol

The gang love tickling him sm, especially when Myc drops that Brett likes it and missed out on those experiences as a kid

Omg myc stfu but also brett secretly thanking him bc now he gets tickles lol

Okkk that’s all I’ve got for now. Feel free to send more asks tho :))

#inside job #headcanons #tickling #tickle fic #inside job tickling #my hcs

[kabira]

02 | team project

pairing — spider-man!vernon x ofc

featuring — joshua, yeji (itzy), felix (skz), yangyang (nct)

word count — 2.6k

genres — spider-man au, marvel au, fluff, action, angst, humor

warnings — none

note — this is a little rushed, sorry ;-; i haven’t updated in two weeks despite only having posted the pilot so i was like !! ahh !! gotta update !! and here it is, your first ever (and very brief) appearance. i’ll edit it soon! as usual, send me an ask or dm if you want to be added to the taglist <3

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“Is this about me leaving Rhino on Midtown’s front porch?” Vernon demanded. “Because if it is, I’ll have you know that I left him in good hands—”

 "Calm down, Wonder Kid," Fury said. He didn't look amused like Vernon had hoped, which meant that whatever he'd come here to talk about was serious. Well, what else should he have expected from the head of S.H.I.E.L.D.? "It's not about that. Well—not entirely. It's about the good hands you mentioned."

Vernon narrowed his eyes. He'd met Fury a few times before, and never during favorable conditions. The last time he's seen the guy, Spider-Man had almost been pummeled to death by none other than the Goblin himself. "They said something about bringing him to S.H.I.E.L.D.," he muttered. "I should have guessed."

Fury didn't respond, instead reaching inside his jacket to bring out an envelope. He threw the open envelope onto the table in front of Vernon, making a few pictures half spill out from inside. "You know what that is?"

Vernon glanced at him suspiciously before slowly picking up the pictures and going through them. Each of them was a glossy shot of various locations in New York, and all of them had a major recurring theme—the places were completely trashed. Overturned cars, building walls with holes in them, bent lampposts. Wearily, he set the pictures down face-up on the table, then looked up at the man, who stared back with an unreadable expression on his face.

A beat passed. "Was that a rhetorical question?"

"Jesus, kid," Fury muttered. "All of those pictures were taken moments after a fight between you and one of your fanclub members. Now, I'm not saying I don't appreciate you taking care of a couple of minor criminals in the city—"

"Minor criminals?"

"—but I can't let you treat the place like it's your neighborhood playpen," he finished. Next to him, the pretty agent-slash-counselor sat with her legs folded, her surprisingly stern gaze fixed on Vernon. The attention made him squirm. "S.H.I.E.L.D. is a global defense organization, for god's sake. We don't have the time to clean up after kids who don't know even know their three Rs."

"Let me guess," Vernon said, "rock, roll, ramble?"

"Even your wisecracks aren't funny anymore, kid." Fury shook his head.

Ouch. "That hurt my feelings."

The man glared at him out of his one good eye. "You can't keep going like this forever," he said. "You're on your way to be one of the greats—don't look at me like that, hell if I'm gonna repeat that—but the big guys take care of their messes. They don't leave poor innocent civilians behind to get new paint jobs on their Kias. All that damage your careless fighting left behind, who's gonna take care of that?"

"Insurance?" Vernon suggested. Agent Fox cracked a smile, warming his insides. Her sitting aside in silence as Fury chewed him out was a little unnerving. He wondered if looking on silently while high-rankers lectured kids was something she had to do regularly. You gotta have a heart of ice to sit through that.

"You are," Fury said grimly, and Vernon blinked. "And you're gonna start today."

"What was it that you really wanted?" Vernon asked, crossing his arms over his chest, making his t-shirt stretch tight over his biceps. He really needed to go shopping. "You can't tell me the world's best spy came all the way to some backwater high school just to lecture a kid about cleanliness being next to godliness."

"You're a special case, Parker," Fury said, and Vernon placed a hand over his heart, mockingly going aw. "And you're right. I'm not here just to lecture you about your repeated careless mistakes, I'm here to help you fix them."

Vernon looked at him suspiciously, already wary of what was to come next. "And how do you propose I do that?"

"You've already shown me multiple times you can't do it yourself," Fury said. "Look, kid, here's the thing: you have a problem, and I have a problem. I also happen to have a joint solution to both."

Vernon slumped in his chair. Here it comes. "What problem could you possibly have? Nuclear warheads threatening to destroy civilians' Kias in Manhattan?"

"You really gotta work on those one-liners." Fury sighed. "There's a group of kids in the Helicarrier like you—up-and-coming superheroes in need of some real-world experience. They've got the training you need to handle jobs with efficiency, and you have the practical experience. They've got the goods—just like you—but nowhere real to practice them."

"You mean those guys," Vernon said, sitting up and recalling the three who had helped him in the fight against Rhino. "You mean—you want me to teach them?"

"I want you to work with them," Fury said. "Train with them, fight with them, lead what could be the next greatest team of post-humans."

"So basically, your solution is to sic a bunch of newbies on me as some kind of damage control," Vernon said angrily. "And what if I refuse?"

"Nothing," the spy answered simply. "You're not under S.H.I.E.L.D.'s official jurisdiction yet, so I can't do anything to you even if I want to—unless, of course, I absolutely have to. You're allowed to walk out of here right now, but I can't guarantee that that's gonna work out for you."

Vernon considered this. He knew a threat when he heard one, even when it wasn't a yell of SPIDER-MAN, I'M GONNA KILL YOU, but he also knew that Nick Fury's threats weren't always real threats. However, he did not like his chances.

"As long as they stay out of my business," he muttered, knowing that was the one thing they were least likely to do. He knew how closely teams operated, and it didn't take his spider sense to figure out that this team was going to be much nosier than that. He recalled the annoyed scowl on that Nova guy's face, and internally shuddered.

"It's a deal," Fury said pleasantly, as if Vernon had any choice but to accept the so-called 'deal'. "I'll be checking in regularly, so bear in mind that I'll know if you ever kill one of your teammates and throw their body into the East River."

"I would never go to that much trouble," he replied equally pleasantly, getting up. Then he glanced at the clock, and scowled. "I can't believe you made me skip my biology quiz for five minutes of parental guidance."

"Oh, I'd never lie to a teacher, kid," Fury said, patting his shoulder as he passed him. "A counseling session I promised, and a counseling session you will get."

Vernon glanced at the other agent in dismay, but she only smiled—whether in amusement or reassurance, he couldn't tell. She clicked her pen, picking up the pad, her eyes twinkling. "Settle down, Spider-Man," she said. "This will only take forty minutes."

Vernon almost considered opting out of eating in the cafeteria, but changed his mind at the last moment, knowing it was the only time other than first period biology he got to see Joshua on Mondays. He desperately needed to vent, and his bespectacled friend was the only one who even came close to understanding to the layers of his identity, one of which was a deep-rooted hatred for the universal authority on superheroes.

So he stalked right into lunch, barely noticing the gunk of whatever-it-was thwacking into his plastic tray, and headed for their usual table in the corner of the cafeteria. He didn't need to go that far to get to Joshua, however, as the blue-haired boy almost walked smack into him as he made his way there.

"Woah, woah, steady," Joshua said, grabbing his bicep to prevent them from colliding. "Why are you making like a steamroller towards that innocent little table? And what the hell were you during biology? What was that about?"

Vernon cast a careful glance around the cafeteria, at the crowd of people, one of which could easily overhear them in the close range. "I'll give you the details later," he murmured. "The cusp of the matter is: Fury blackmailed me into signing up for a team activity."

"Wait, wait, wait, Nick Fury?" Joshua asked in awe as they walked over to the table, gripping his tray tightly and hunching his shoulders, leaning slightly towards Vernon in interest. "You mean he was here, in this school?"

"Not even the first time, Josh."

"Not the—" Joshua shook his head, as if shooing away the thoughts. "Okay. Filing that information away for further perusal later. So you're telling me Nick Fury, super-spy, came to this place—" he spread his arms, indicating the school— "to talk to you. Man, sometimes I forget Spider-Man's supposed to be a household name."

"Shut up," Vernon hissed, casting a furtive glance at a heavily tattooed blonde who passed them by closely. "But yeah. And he asked me to team up with these noobs from the S.H.I.E.L.D. future program or something."

Joshua frowned. "But that's kind of cool, though, right?"

"Not if they're gonna slow me down," he replied. "Spider-Man's always operated alone, and—wait, what the hell?"

He stopped in his tracks right before the table, a stunned expression on his face. Joshua raised his eyebrows, following his gaze to the table, which was, surprisingly enough, already occupied.

She was there, of course, at her usual seat, the third from the left, except she was not alone. There was another girl, with dark hair and piercing eyes, picking at a soggy fry with her lips pursed. Next to her was a brooding blond with freckles that stood out against his shockingly pale skin. Last, but not the least, was the boy with the tanned skin who was making Vernon's best friend laugh so hard she was doubled over, a familiar cocky edge to his smile.

"Ah," Joshua said.

Lucy Langdon was one of Vernon's, and therefore Spider-Man's, biggest pressure points. She was also one of the only ones who had been left virtually untouched by all his superhero shenanigans, and he wanted to keep it that way. Though she was smart enough keep up with a few new trainees, as far as Vernon was concerned, she was strictly off-limits. Even to superheroes who could fly and called themselves Nova.

Vernon stalked over to the table and slammed his tray on the surface so hard he made everyone jump. Then he glared at the boy sitting next to her, the one with the bronzed skin, as Joshua stood by awkwardly. "You're in my seat," he said pointedly.

The boy cocked a lazy eyebrow, gesturing to the unoccupied seats opposite him. "I don't see your name on it."

Vernon ground his teeth, raising his hand (no doubt to petulantly slam it down on the table next to his tray) but Joshua grabbed his wrist, giving him a meaningful look. "Don't start anything that can be easily avoided," he muttered to the boy, and Vernon relented, albeit grudgingly.

"You're late," Lucy said conversationally, though your voice was higher than usual, probably because of the sudden tension that had descended upon the table. Vernon sat down slowly, still glaring at the boy, and she glanced at Joshua, who only shrugged. "These are, uhm, they're new."

"I figured," Vernon muttered.

"Three in one day? And this late into the year?" Joshua wondered aloud, raising his eyebrows. "Now I'm curious."

"Nothing worth your curiosity, I'm afraid," the new girl replied. Her eyes, when they swept over Vernon, were watchful and aware. "Just a coincidence. I was supposed to join earlier but there was a family emergency. As for these two, I can only guess." Her smile was small but sharp. "I'm Yeji."

"Felix," said the blond. He looked gloomy, but maybe it was just because of the unhealthy-looking pallor of his skin.

"And I'm Yangyang," the last boy said, with an impish grin that rubbed Vernon the wrong way. He already knew who these three were supposed to be—actually, everyone was supposed to know Felix, since Iceman was already a pretty famous member of the X-Men. Surely dyed hair couldn't be the only change needed to disguise that face? "Me and Felix are cousins, actually."

"Felix and I," Vernon mumbled under his breath, and Lucy gave him a look which he ignored. "Since when did you start taking people in for charity?"

She raised her eyebrows. "Be nice," she said. "They were in my Home Economics class, and if it hadn't been for Yeji here, I might have blown up the marble cake I was supposed to be making."

Joshua frowned. "How?"

"A story for another day." She smiled an unreadable smile, dark eyes sparkling. "Now—"

"No," Vernon said.

She glanced at him. "Excuse me?"

"No," he repeated. Then, as jerkily as he had sat down, he got up, and jabbed a finger at the new arrivals in turn, before pointing over his shoulder. "You three," he said venomously, "to the corridor. Now."

"Aw, man, I can't believe you're being so sensitive about this," Yangyang—Nova—complained loudly, though there was a shit-eating grin on his face as he followed Vernon into the hallway. "So Fury transferred us into your school without checking with you first. Big deal. What are you supposed to be, the queen of England?"

Vernon gave him a spiteful look, but otherwise ignored his remark. Instead, he focused on Yeji, who was watching him patiently, because she looked like the most sensible member of the group. He stared at her for a long moment, struggling to find the words that would convey the exact measure of his indignance. "Why?" he asked finally, giving up.

She shrugged helplessly. "Look, we didn't ask for this, either," she answered. "We're under orders, so it's not like we can just up and leave. Huddling in the hallway isn't a smart decision, either—we already have all eyes on us because of being the three new kids who randomly joined on the same day, and this is only making us look even more suspicious."

Vernon glared at her, trying to think of a good argument, then gave up. He turned on Felix, who was standing off to the side with folded arms, still looking uninterested in the conversation. "You," he said, narrowing his eyes, "you're Iceman."

Felix looked at him neutrally. "Yes."

"You're not under S.H.I.E.L.D.," Vernon said, pointing an accusatory finger. "And you have enough real-world experience, so there's no reason for you to be here instead of with the X-Men—"

"Dude," Felix said frostily; no pun intended. "Drop it."

Yeji nodded, giving Vernon a meaningful look he could not decipher.

"Aw, come on, web-head," Yangyang interjected. "We saved your life and you didn't even thank us, but I'll let that go since your manners aren't exactly polished. But this is just boring."

"It is not," Vernon seethed. "I'll talk to Fury—"

Yangyang snorted. "Good luck with that."

"—or the principal—"

"The new principal," Yeji muttered. "Agent Coulson."

Vernon made an exasperated noise. "The only reason I even agreed to Fury's stupid offer was because I thought it would get him off my case!" he yelled. "School is the only part of my life that's separate from all the wacky crap I have to deal with otherwise, and now even that—" He clenched his teeth. "If I'd known it meant having you people barge into my life like this—"

"Then you couldn't have done anything about it, even knowing," Yeji said, gently cutting him off. "Face it, hero. You're stuck with us as much as we're stuck with you—whether any of us like it or not."

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[yuziyuanapologist]

for the mdzs asks: ships 5 / characters 6!

ah hello!

ships 5:platonic otps, brotps, rare pairs, ot3s

oh i have so god damn many brotps it's ridiculous, I mean all of the sibling relationships just have my whole entire heart, probably most of all twin jades because they make me very emotional, I don't know if that's ever obvious from my tags I mean what

I also absolutely love wen qing and wwx's friendship! it's good that wen qing lends her braincells to wwx sometimes

fav rare pair is song lan/lan xichen! (only in post canon ofc, bc otherwise it's nielan and songxiao all the way) they need to help each other Heal

I don't rlly have any ot3s tho! but I did read a couple of fics with wwx and nmj arranged marriage where lwj also is just There, and they were pretty convincing tbh

characters 6: fav character from each main sect

jiang: I mean. does it surprise anyone if I say jiang cheng? he is my Boy

lan: oh man how do I choose, probably gotta be basic and say lan zhan bc I Love him but also if I could choose all of them I would

jin: oh man idk how to say this without sounding like a straight apologist but jin zixuan rlly grew on me, he's such a disaster and so sweet to my baby jyl, we have to stan

nie: nie mingjue. yes this is for thirst reasons.

wen (if it counts?) : wen qiiiiiiiiiing obviously I would Die and Kill for her

second fave would be too difficult i would just end up listing every character ever

thank u sm for asking lovely! ur fansnazztic

#i love to talk about the me #:D #ask #anonymous

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

FFT: second one to know, adam page

Notes:

This is another fake fic title ask sent to me by @adampage​ on my old writing blog (which is now my main) It’s part 1 of a 2 part thing, so the second part will be posted right after this.

Summary:

Giselle and Adam are best friends. Also helplessly, hopelessly in love with each other. Giselle gets dumped by a shitty boyfriend and is left without a date to go home for the holidays. Enter Adam. 

Pairing:

Adam Page x OFC, Giselle

Warnings:

Uhh, none.

“Now princess, don’t get upset. I told you from the beginning when you asked me to… Do that.. That I might not be able.” Sean stared her down and took a few deep breaths. Just the prospect of her getting upset and making a scene and making him look like the bad guy.. When he saw her tearing up, he grumbled. “Don’t make a scene. We’re in public for God’s sake, have some class.”

Giselle stared up at him, a hand in her hair as she took a few long and deep breaths. When he told her to have some class, she gave a hollow laugh because suddenly, it hit her.. He was just saying that work was the reason he couldn’t make the trip to meet her family. In reality, he felt like he was better than her family. Better than her.

Suddenly everything he’d said to her became clear as crystal and she realized she was essentially nothing more than a plaything to him. She was a rung on the ladder of his career. Having her on his arm drew him attention, gave the illusion that he had his shit together and he was what a successful company needed.

“Have some class, hmm?”

“Giselle, don’t start. I don’t have the time or the patience for one of your tantrums. Now I’ve said I’m sorry. And you need to accept that. In relationships, we compromise.”

… no, I give and give and give and forgive and you do NOTHING… the thought as it hit her prompted her to finally say something.

“I don’t accept it. And what we have isn’t a relationship, Sean, c’mon..”

“It is?” Sean eyed her, a brow raised and an irate look on his face as her voice raised just a hint. Giselle stepped closer and she snatched at the necklace around her neck. “Go find yourself a new fucking toy to play with.”

She turned to walk away, intent on finding her friends or finding a quiet place and calling her mom to explain what happened -and hear her mother say those dreaded words, and as she did, he gave an amused chuckle. “Are you really breaking up with me right now?”

She tilted her head slightly and pretended to think it over. “Yeah. Actually you holier than thou piece of shit, yeah I am.”

“Just know that I set the bar. You’re never going to find anyone who can bring what I do to the table.” Sean called out after her but she continued to walk, shoving through the crowd as she focused on keeping herself reasonably together until she could find a quiet and private area to fall apart in.

She felt drained and yet, somehow as if a huge weight had been lifted off her. She wasn’t dreading his excuses or lies anymore. She wasn’t having to listen to his little casual remarks about her or her upbringing or her job or anything he liked to nit pick about.

“How the hell was I so stupid?” she wondered aloud, shaking her head sadly as she sank into a seat.  She bought her knees to her chin, listening to her flight boarding and yet not rushing to it immediately.

… I’ll get a later flight, it’s not like I don’t know what they’re all gonna say when I show up without Sean anyway… they all told me he acted like he was too good for me…

XXX

Hangman tensed as he watched the whole thing go down. He stood there a second or two, torn between going after her and going after her now ex boyfriend and throttling the guy.

“Don’t waste your time on him, buddy.” Kenny spoke up, nodding in the direction Giselle disappeared to instead.

“Yeah, go find Giselle, she looked really upset and they’re calling her flight now.”

Adam took off after his best friend rather than go pull her ex out of line for his flight and beating the guy senseless. He found her sitting in a lesser crowded waiting area, staring out the window and for a second or two, he worked on calming himself down.

… if she were with me that would never have happened… I’d never do that…

… well, man, here’s your shot… you gonna shoot it or stand here and think about shootin it all night…. That last thought spurred him forward and he made his way over to where she sat.

After a few seconds of just sitting there, he put his arm around the back of her chair, resisting the urge to comment on how soft the jet black curls were as they brushed his arm.

He cleared his throat, trying to think of just the right thing to say at the moment. She shifted to lean against him and wiped at her eyes, laughing and shaking her head. “I can’t believe I ever thought that guy was the one.”

Adam shrugged and muttered something about the way love makes people crazy sometimes because he couldn’t think of anything else to say that wasn’t the truth.

“Yeah well there’s crazy and there’s plain stupid, Hangman and I’m afraid that right now, I fall into that second category.”

“C’mon, hon, don’t say that. I happen to think you’re pretty damn great.” Adam leaned in, wiping at her eyes with his thumb. He noticed that the flight she was supposed to be getting on was already departing and he swore, quietly.

“It’s okay. I’ll just.. Take a day to pull myself together.” Giselle shrugged as if it were nothing, and Adam nodded.

“At least call your family. Tell ‘em.”

“Don’t remind me.” Giselle gave a weak laugh as she took a few deep breaths and then stood. “C’mon. I’ll walk  you guys to your flights.”

“We’ll walk them.”

Giselle eyed Adam and he stared right back at her. “I am not gettin on a flight and leavin you here alone.”

She bit her lip, starting to protest, but Adam plugged his ears. “I’ll stay until you get a flight. We can get a hotel room and have a sleepover or somethin’.”

“Okay, fine. But I’m gonna warn you now. I’m probably not going to be much company.”

Adam chuckled and gave her that grin of his as he shook his head. “I’ll keep ya entertained. Promise.”

Somehow, Giselle didn’t doubt it, but she still felt guilty, making him delay his own plans to return home. “You don’t… have to do this.” she tried again to protest, to talk him out of staying behind just because she was. But Adam wasn’t hearing it, pressing a finger into her lips and cutting her off mid sentence. They wandered over to where Cody and Brandi stood talking to Kenny and the Bucks, saying their last goodbyes before their flights departed.

Kenny flashed a knowing grin as he set sights on them. “Finally.” he mouthed as Hangman gave him a warning look and mouthed back, “Not right away, damn.”

Adam slipped his arm around her and despite herself, she leaned against his side, staring up at him. It didn’t surprise her at all he was doing this. Adam was just that kind of man.

“They’re calling our flights. See you around, Page.” Matt and Nick gave their friend a hug and Kenny eyed Giselle and Adam. “Don’t both of you have flights?”

“We’re catchin a later one.” Adam answered as Kenny chuckled and nodded, stepping up to hug Adam and using the hug to whisper to his friend, “ If you keep waiting on the perfect time, you’re gonna miss out, buddy.”

Adam nodded and then turned his attention to Giselle as their friends boarded their flights. Clearing his throat, he nodded to the parking lot. “If we want a hotel room, we might wanna leave now.”

“Yeah, true. I just hope we can find one.”

Her cell phone rang and she eyed her mom’s number, finally sighing and muttering “Best to just get this over with.” as she stepped away, answering her mom’s video call.

“Darlin? Why are you still in the airport, hm?”

Giselle honestly meant to answer her mother, but before she could, her mother was swearing under her breath and then sighing. And naturally, her mom went there.

“That guy of yours blew ya off. See, this is…” her mother started to say it but Giselle spoke up calmly, “Yeah, look. I missed my flight fighting with him and breaking it off between us, so if you’re about to say I told you so, get it over with because I am so exhausted, Mama.”

“Where are ya? You’re not alone, right? Because you don’t make the best decisions…”

“I’m with Adam right now. He missed his flight too, so we’re going to catch the first ones out in the morning I guess. What the hell do you mean I don’t make the best decisions? Nevermind, mama, don’t answer that. I… I’ve gotta go. I don’t want to argue with anyone else tonight, especially not a literal brick wall.”

She hung up and Adam chuckled quietly from behind her as he dragged his hands through his hair and eyed her in concern. “You okay, Ele?”

“My mama being herself, of course.”

“Yikes. Let me guess, they adored that jerk?”

“Oh, no, she hated him. Hindsight being what it is, I can’t hold that against her, but you know how she is… Treating me like a child no matter what I do. It’s a mess.. Can we just.. Go now? Please?”

Adam nodded, picking up her bag as he slung his across his shoulder and Giselle went to take the bag from him. He shook his head. Their hands brushed and Giselle stared up at him, biting her lip and staying totally silent for a few seconds.

“What’d she say that got you all wound up, hon?” Adam asked as they walked out of the airport and towards the rental car that luckily, she hadn’t returned earlier. Giselle sighed and looked up at him, giving a sheepish laugh. “She’s right, I mean.. I don’t make the best decisions.”

Adam stopped them in the doorway of the airport and looked down at her, shaking his head. “She’s not right. You just thought ya loved the guy. There’s nothin wrong with that.”

“I think she was referring to all my other so called mistakes. She gets like this when my sister comes home with all the grandbabies, starts trying to meddle in my life because it’s not EXACTLY what she wants it to be.” Giselle sighed and shivered in the cold. Adam held out his jacket and she eyed him. “It’s freezing out here, are you insane? You need that. I’m fine, the car’s not far.”

“Take it, woman. Stop being so damn stubborn!”  Adam chuckled, holding the jacket out again. This time Giselle took it, snuggling down into it, letting the smell of her best friend fill her nose because he always smelled so good and it always made her feel better somehow. She pressed into his side and peered up at his phone as he muttered, “There’s a hotel not even a block away. We’ll try there. You eat anything tonight? I’m starvin.”

Giselle’s stomach growled almost on cue and she shook her head sheepishly. Adam eyed her and she admitted with a shrug, “I was running behind. I thought I could just grab something when they came around on the plane.. Then get actual food when I found a hotel on my all night layover.”

“Woman, what the hell? Look, we’re goin to find an Applebee’s or somethin.” Adam chuckled, shaking his head at her as he put his arm back around her and they walked towards the yellow Challenger she’d been so excited about snagging when they all rented cars earlier in the week. Giselle put the keys into his hand and Adam unlocked the car, opening her door. As she went to lower herself into her seat, they brushed against one another and Giselle found herself just… Sort of staring at him.

She took a deep breath. It was that feeling she seemed to get a lot lately around him. The one she couldn’t quite pin down. The one that had her tingly all over.

Adam caught her gaze, fingers tucked beneath her chin to make her look at him. “Hey… it’s gonna be okay, darlin. What you did was the right thing.”

“I know. Honestly? It doesn’t really hurt. I’m… More disappointed in myself than anything. Like… how did I not see that about the guy?” Giselle shook her head and sighed, taking a few long breaths as Adam pulled the car out into traffic. They were pulling into the parking lot of an Applebee’s near the airport and he snickered quietly, realizing that she’d just really started to doze off. Reaching out, he tapped her shoulder and cleared his throat as he leaned in.

“Hey.. we’re here, Ele.”

Giselle sat up, rubbing at her eyes and stretching. Adam was getting out and walking around, opening her door for her and again, as she got out, she wound up standing close to him, the jacket he’d given her to wear beyond big enough to swim in. Adam laughed when he caught her staring up at him, making the joke that he had to have something in his nose and she shook her head, choosing to stay quiet.

“We goin inside, or?”

“Yeah, yeah.”

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Adam couldn’t help but ask again and Giselle shrugged, but gave a half smile. “I don’t honestly know right now but I think.. Maybe.”

Truth be told, she just felt relieved to an extent. It hurt, but at the same time, it didn’t. Then again, she reminded herself, this is just the night you finally had enough. There’s no telling how you’ll feel about this in the morning.. When it actually sinks in.

She tried not to think about it. Just like she fully intended to continue doing. She didn’t want to think about any of it, from how stupid she’d been to choose a guy like Sean to begin with, to just how blind she’d let herself become while she’d been with him, to how more than likely everyone -from her family to her co workers, could see right through him.

Adam nodded, staring at her intently while also trying not to do it. “That’s good, darlin. I mean it, you’re gonna be okay. You’ll see.”

“You say that like you don’t know what a mess I am.” Giselle hugged against him for warmth and Adam tensed slightly, arms tightening around her. His nose lingered in her hair and he took a few deep breaths. “You’re not a mess.”

“I kind of am.” Giselle argued. Adam shook his head at her no and she sighed. “Fine. I’m starving. Let’s just go in and get food.” it was her way of changing the subject because suddenly she was picking up on this heavy lingering tension and realizing that tonight was not the first time it had been present.

That it seemed to hang heavily in the air whenever she was around Adam.

Something Riho said earlier in the month, when they’d all gone out for Halloween, it came rushing back to her.

.. no, that’s not it… i mean, i am attracted to him but like… that’s all it is, it has to be, I’d know if it were more than that, right?… she thought to herself as they found a back booth and scanned the menu.

XXX

“ I will… Never try to eat that much again, fuck.” Giselle groaned as they stepped into the hotel room they’d just gotten. Adam’s lack of a laugh at her comment and the way she went about being overdramatic about it immediately drew her attention to what he was currently fixated on.

The room they’d been given only had one bed.

Giselle’s mouth opened and closed and before she could stop it, that feeling was back, fluttering through her insides, making her heart race a little. She dragged her fingers through her snow dampened hair and opened her mouth to say something but Adam had apparently been thinking the same because he blurted out with a shrug, “You take it, darlin. I’ll be fine, I’ve slept on worse than that couch thing.” he nodded to a loveseat that despite it’s upscale design, looked about as comfortable as a boulder.

Giselle started to shake her head, but Adam was grabbing a pillow and stopping in front of her, a hand lingering close to her hip as he stared down at her. “It’s fine. Take the bed.”

She didn’t argue - it wouldn’t have done a lot of good, Adam was a stubborn guy, she knew it from experience as his best friend, and she flopped onto the bed, letting out a long and slow breath.

“Are you sure? I mean..”

“Darlin, it’s fine. I’ll be fine.” Adam reassured her, even as he sank down and grunted because the little two person sofa gave… Nothing at all. The so called cushions felt like brick covered in black pleather.

And given the fight he’d been in earlier at the arena, it wasn’t the best feeling.

Giselle tried to settle into the giant King sized bed after wiggling out of her clothing, but watching him toss and turn and try to get at least a little comfort left her feeling guilty because what the sofa lacked in the way of comfort?

The bed was like a cloud covered in pale blue sheets.

After turning out the lights, she tried to go to sleep and she just… Couldn’t. Everything from the day so far was rushing through her mind only to fleet just as she’d try to grasp one solid thing, one tangible thought.

Until the most unexpected one of all crept in..

… You’re both adults and Adam is not comfortable over there… Sharing the bed… Nothing has to happen and you do feel really comfortable with Adam…

This was the one solid thought she grasped onto and as if she were on autopilot, it’s the thought that had her sitting up in bed and reaching for the switch to the lights. Adam grunted, shielding baby blue eyes from the harsh flourescent overhead lights because he’d been just about to finally fall asleep.

“Everything okay over there, Ele?” he called out.

The tone of his voice half asleep had her gasping quietly. She sat there a second or two, trailing her fingers lazily over the thin blanket on the bed. “No. It’s not. I…”

“Yeah?” Adam was on his feet and making his way across the room to her, sitting just at the edge of the bed, his back to her.

His eyes met hers and she swallowed hard, nodding to the bed. “We’re adults and watching you over there barely fitting onto that fabric covered boulder.. I’d just feel better if you slept on the bed too? Please?”

Adam eyed her. Everything inside him insisted that he should protest -especially given the way he felt about her and what she’d gone through earlier, but one look into those eyes of hers had him nodding. “Okay, fine.”

She smiled and patted the empty side of the bed and Adam pulled back the sheets getting in and getting as comfortable as he possibly could, all things considered. He tensed a little when she slipped her leg between his, an arm going over him as she cozied right up to him from behind.

“Adam?”

“Y-yeah, hon?” he stammered out, taking a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to roll over and just kiss her already, no matter how shitty the timing might be for it at the moment.

“Thank you for being there. Thank you for being my best friend.”

… Darlin if you knew just how much I wanted to be so much more than that… The thought came and Adam tried to push it to the back of his mind. After a few seconds, he answered quietly, “You deserved better anyway. As far as tonight, and bein your friend.. I want to because you’re an amazing person. You don’t have to thank me.”

“ I know,” she yawned, her cheek nuzzling right against his bare upper back as she moved even closer, “but I wanted to. Because I.. You don’t know how much it means to me. How much you kinda mean to me, Hangman.”

“Night, darlin.”

“Night, big guy.”

XXX

Adam woke up to the sun streaming in the windows and to discover that during the night, he’d rolled onto his back. And that apparently, Giselle draped herself across his body. He took a deep breath and watched her sleeping for a few seconds. He carefully reached out for his cell phone on the nightstand and when he caught sight of the fact that the sun was so bright for a very good reason, he sat up, rubbing his hand through his hair.

On the one hand, she was sleeping so well.. As upset as she’d been the night before, he’d honestly been afraid that she’d have a rough night full of tossing and turning.. On the other hand, they both had flights to get on.

… or A FLIGHT.. Because it’s not like you have anything in particular to go… the thought snuck in before he could stop it, and he shook his head at himself.

He leaned down and gently shook her awake. “Hey, Ele? We have exactly ten minutes to get dressed and get over to the airport for check in.”

Giselle shot up in bed, biting her lip as doing so as fast as she had led to the sheet wrapped around her upper body very nearly falling down. She blushed a little and Adam turned his head.

After grabbing the shirt she’d taken off at some point during the night and tugging it down, she tapped his shoulder and yawned. “I was sleepin so good. Parts of me are really dreadin this whole goin home thing..”

“Yeah?”

“Well.. I know how my mama is.”

She fidgeted and Adam felt his breath literally catching hold in his throat, found himself hoping despite it all that she was about to hint at what he felt like she might be.

Giselle took a deep breath and caught his gaze. “ I don’t.. Nevermind, it’s dumb.”

“No, no.” Adam tilted her chin, making her meet his gaze.

“You’ve probably got plans and the last thing you wanna spend Christmas doing is hangin out with me..”

… you couldn’t be more wrong if you tried… he thought to himself as he chuckled and eyed her, a teasing hint to his voice, “Ele, are you tryin to ask me somethin?”

“I was, yeah.. But it’s dumb. I mean you’ve already done this..” Giselle gestured to the room they’d spent the night in and she took a deep breath. “It’s just I… When you’re around, I feel better.”

… and maybe I just want to… i don’t know, give myself the chance I’ve been too afraid to take before and get to know you better….  She realized she’d gone silent and she added quickly, “We don’t have to tell them we’re dating or anything, I promise..”

Adam chuckled, staring at his hands as he pulled himself together. What she was asking was… a huge deal for him. And there was something a little different about her this morning, in the way she kept looking at him, and all the little touches.

She leaned against him and sighed. “Sorry.” - followed by an awkward but cute laugh. Adam chuckled and turned to the side so that he held her gaze. “You don’t have to be sorry. Yeah. I’ll come back with you.”

“Wait, huh? R-really?” it caught her off guard and she bit her lip, catching his gaze, feeling relieved when she saw that smile of his.

“That bein said, darlin.. We’re kinda down to 8 minutes.”

“Shit.. But I don’t wanna get out of this bed.” Giselle pretended to whine, pouting even as she looked up at him as he stood. She turned away quickly when she realized just how little happened to be covering his body.

Her cheeks heated in a blush and despite looking away, she may have peeked through her fingers, sucking in a sharp breath.

“It did feel really comfortable.” Adam sighed and gazed at the bed -and her, as he grabbed his discarded jeans and tee shirt. He’d just finished dressing when she slipped out from between the sheets, grabbing her own jeans, tugging them up her legs. It called entirely too much attention and Adam had to turn around completely.

Even that did no good because the mirror over the dresser gave him a view. He coughed and called out, “About done, Ele?”

Giselle tapped his shoulder and waved up at him, nodding to the door. “Yeah. We should get going now.”

“We should.”

In her hurry to get dressed, she’d grabbed one of the tee shirts he had out the night before. He chuckled and she looked down, palming at her face and quietly groaning before giving a mumbled “Fuck it. I have zero time to change. And it’s comfy.”

“Looks cute on ya too.” - it came out before Adam could stop it, making her blush all over again. They stood there, migrating closer and closer for a few seconds until finally, Giselle grabbed for her backpack.

“ You can’t say I didn’t warn you in advance. My family is a little.. Out there.” she told him with an amused laugh as Adam smiled back at her and held the door open for her, “I can’t wait to meet them.”

#adam hangman page fanfiction #adam hangman page fanfic #adam hangman page fic #adam hangman page oneshot #adam hangman page imagine #// part 1 of 2.

[thevagueambition]

Atla, Zukka and Sokka :)

ATLA

Favorite character: Zuko, 100%. He’s a character I relate to a lot, eg the whole “hard work vs natural talent” thing... I even have a costume, although I didn’t get a chance to use it when I meant to so I haven’t really done so yet OTL

Least Favorite character: Hmm, god, I don’t know.... Bumi, maybe? As a comedic character he feels a bit too “haha crazy” and he doesn’t really (imo) work well as a dramatic one... 

5 Favorite ships (canon or non-canon):

Zukka

Hakoda/Bato

Roku/Sozin

Tyzula

Jetko

Character I find most attractive: Zuko. Particularly s3 ofc lol

putting the rest under a cut for length

Character I would marry: idk. not big on marriage really

Character I would be best friends with: Sokka

a random thought: The true hero of ATLA is Iroh and I feel ashamed of not having mentioned his name yet in this

An unpopular opinion: The age difference between Kataang is 2 years which is the exact same age difference between Zutara and neither are particularly weird regardless of the fact that I don’t care about either ship

My Canon OTP: Don’t have one. Sokka/Suki is cute I guess is the closest I come to having strong feelings on a canon ship

My Non-canon OTP: Zukka

Most Badass Character: Toph but also low key Sokka bc he’s a non-bender

Most Epic Villain: That old blood bending woman who gave us all nightmares

Pairing I am not a fan of: Zutara, but that’as as much about fandom behavior back in the day as anything else

Character I feel the writers screwed up (in one way or another): Korra, all of LoK 

They gave Toph too little to do in s3 and she SHOULD have had her Zuko outing like all the others >:( Actually Zuko and Toph have a lot in common in certain ways and that was never fully explored

Also obviously SOOOO many characters in this series who were written as straight when they shouldn’t be lol. We get it, it was a kid’s cartoon in the 00s, but they didn’t have to agressively pair off everyone in neat m/f couples by the end of the series

Favourite Friendship: Aang & Zuko

Character I most identify with: Zuko, as mentioned above. He’s also the same MBTI type as me haha (INFP). Also, Sokka mix of being simoultaneously really clever and extremely stupid is a gigantic mood.

Character I wish I could be: Idk... Iroh, in some ways, certainly. Honestly, by the end of the series all the main kids are pretty admirable people. Who wouldn’t want Aang’s kindness, Katara’s righteousness, Zuko’s determination, Sokka’s cleverness, Toph’s independence, Suki’s leadership, etc? Hell, Mai’s bravery and Ty Lee’s loyalty? I love all the main kids.

Zukka

When I started shipping them: Only a year or two ago, actually! I think last time I rewatched The Boiling Rock I was like 👀

Originally when I was an ATLA fan I was still in the “we must adheer to canon” phase of my existence in fandom and then for a good while I was still affected by my... hesitance to look like a, idk, stereotypical slash fan, in the sense that back in the day people were REALLY hostile to slash ships that seemed, idk, contrived. Zukka also just wasn’t a big ship back in the day I don’t think, Jetko has always been more popular. 

My thoughts: The cammaraderie that developes between them over their stay at The Boiling Rock is incredibly compelling to me and I think that... the ways in which Sokka holds Zuko accountable through “jokes” but still allows him the space to prove himself is really interesting and probably... something that is actually better for Zuko than either Katara’s rage or Aang’s kindness? Idk. 

Also they both have pretty complicated relationships to masculinity and what it means to be a man in their respective cultures and their sort of struggles with that and how those struggles look different due to circumstances like their parental situations and different cultural expectations... Zuko’s is less directly about masculinity per se because the Fire Nation has less strict gender roles, or at least ones that don’t code certain activities as purely masculine endeavours (eg warfare) but certainly there are shades of Ozai’s treatment of Zuko and Azula that are gendered as well as about birth order and it’s interesting how Zuko and Sokka both impose restrictions on themselves about how they should behave and what they should live up to culturally.

What makes me happy about them: I think they complement each other really well. They have a lot in common but are pretty different about their approach to things... I also just really like battle couples lol 

What makes me sad about them: Their respective trauma is part of what makes them compelling but it’s certainly also sad, so in that sense...

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: So much of it is modern AU and i don’t care for it lol. Completely ignoring any sense that the Avatar world must have some elements of homophobia bothers me to exist in the ways it does, but as does completely overplaying it, idk. It’s a balance not everyone strikes well. Also obviously when people demonise Suki or Mai to account for them not being in the picture that’s bad.

Things I look for in fanfic: Honestly, more than anything? Good characterisation. This is a ship that lives and dies by good characterisation. I also really like when they’re set during the time at the Western Air Temple.  

My wishlist:

Swordfighting duels!! Practicing swordfighting together!! Bonding over swords like the dumb teenage boys they are!! Yes I know about the innuendo that only makes it better!! 

Hakoda not just being cool with it but realising about Zuko’s abuse and being like Actually I Am Your Dad Now

I always want fic where the gaang find out about how Zuko got his scar and that with Zukka is even more *chef’s kiss*

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: Hmm ending up with, huh? I like Jetko for the drama but not necessarily as endgame. Sukka is pretty cute so I’m down for that but Maiko is.... look, it made sense for the time that Zuko was back in the Fire Nation because but I 100% don’t think it’s something either of them benefits from afterwards. They’re better off as friends imo also Zuko’s gay

My happily ever after for them: I want them to travel the world together tbh? I never quite know how to account for Zuko becoming Fire Lord in my thoughts about him post-canon because... well obviously I hate monarchy and I don’t actually think Zuko would be particularly comfortable being the leader of a nation, so... I don’t know. Maybe after some years, maybe a decade, of guiding the nation back towards stability Zuko starts reforming the country towards something more democratic and becomes less personally involved in the affairs of running the country? I don’t see them as people who would or really could be tied down by each other because they each have responsibilities to their respective communities and I don’t necessarily find “and then they lived in the Fire Nation palace together for the rest of their lives” compelling... 

Sokka

How I feel about this character: I love him so much. His character developement is so compelling and as one of the very few prominent non-bending characters he is also compelling in the ways that situate him within the world and forces him to look for other things to contribute with. Again, the ways in which he is undeniably very clever but simoultaneously kind of dumb is also just... Very Good and Relatable lol. He was someone I overlooked a bit for a while but I think Sokka’s Master really awakened me to how great he is and on rewatches he became one of my faves. Also, you just gotta love any character that uses sarcasm as a shield lol. 

Any/all the people I ship romantically with this character: Zuko, primarily, as discussed above. I’m fine with both Yue and Suki as canon ships but I’m not really invested in it. When I was younger I liked Sokka/Toph somewhat but actually Toph is a lesbian so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ You could always do Suki/Toph, kill two birds with one stone you know

My favorite non-romantic relationship for this character: Gotta love a good father-son relationship <3

My unpopular opinion about this character: I don’t know what the popular opinions about him are tbh. I’ll use this to say I think ADHD!Sokka makes sense though

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon: Hmm, idk... the episodes he had that were focused on him were very good and did a good job of exploring his inner life in the face of how often he’s a comedic character, so it would have to be more in terms of his relationships with other characters. More interactions with Zuko would have been good ofc ! :3c

Favorite friendship for this character: Hm, probably Aang. Protective Older Brother Mode for a character that isn’t even technically his sibling is Very Good.

My crossover ship: I don’t really have crossover ships

#ask #atla #thanks for asking! <3 #rainhalydia

[thisfairytalegonebad]

do all the uneven questions :p

1. What was the first fandom you got involved in?Yeah that must have been Glee

3. What is the best fandom you’ve ever been involved in?Gotta say that’s probably One Piece, I’ve made quite a few good friends there, and even if many of us, including me, have more or less moved on from OP, we’re still friends and I think that’s awesome

5. Which fandoms have your written fanfiction for?One Piece, Free!, The Song of Achilles, Prince of Stride: Alternative, and back in the days I even wrote a few for Glee, but I deleted those a long time ago

7. List your NoTPs from each fandom you’ve been in.Oh boy, I hope if I do it the right way this doesn’t show up in the ship tags, because I’d hate for making people who like a ship read about me disliking it :/Glee: can’t say I ever liked Kurt/Blaine, I just kind of... disliked Blaine I think. I don’t know why, but I never liked him. One Piece: Due to my headcanons, basically any romantic ship with Zoro and any woman, and Nami and any guy. I could also never stand any Sanji ship that wasn’t with Zoro. Free!: I dislike Rin/Haru. I do ship Haru with Makoto, but I also like Sousuke/Makoto, so it’s not even because of Mako/Haru, I just absolutely can’t see Haru and Rei together. Also, I’m not really a fan of Momo/Kou, I’d rather see her with Seijuurou. Y!!!OI: Hm, maybe Yuuri/Yuri, and I’m also not really a fan of JJ/Otabek because I like JJ’s super supportive fiancée way too much bless herPrince of Stride: Why would you ship Reiji with Takeru when Shizuma and Riku are Literally Right There? That being said, I don’t care for Takeru/Riku much, but I absolutely ship Reiji/ShizumaTSoA: I dunno man, my ship is canon, I don’t really care about anything else. MCU (since I’ve also read quite a few (a lot of) fics in that fandom): Steve/Tony, and I also prefer Wade Wilson/Peter Parker as friends to them in a romantic relationship. I’d rather have them as bffs. Yeah, and so on, in the other fandoms, I don’t think I’ve got any NoTPs worth mentioning. 

9. What are the best things about your current fandom?I’m in more than one fandom atm, but I think the main ones are Free! and Y!!!OI... I’m not too involved with the people though, so I can’t really say.

11. Who is your current OTP?Rei/Nagisa! But also Rin/Rei as well as Free! OT5, and ofc Yuuri/Victor, and Otabek/Yuri. I’ve got a lot of OTPs generally, but I don’t think I should list them all ^^’

13. Any NoTPs?Yeah that’s in the 7th question basically. 

15. Is there an obscure ship which you love?Not sure what would count as obscure so probably not xD

17. Who was your first OTP and are they still your favourite?Rei/Nagisa, and Victor/Yuuri, so yes

19. Is there a ship which you wished you could get behind, but you just don’t feel them?Nope, perfectly happy with what I ship

21. What was the first fanfic you ever wrote?Oh god, the first fic I wrote and finished (but never posted) was Glee, and I do not want to talk about it

23. Name a fic you’ve written that you’re especially fond of & explain why you like it.I’ve got more than one I’m quite fond of for different reasons so I’m just going to be a showoff and name them all, please bear with meSex is not everything: A Free! fic that is very close to my heart because I used my headcanon of Rei being asexual in it. Rei is my favourite character out of every fandom ever, and I’m asexual myself, so it’s kind of important to me. I can break my arm and your heart at the same time: A TSoA fic that I’m just very proud of, a lot of people liked it on Tumblr, though on AO3 it did not get a lot of attention. I just like to think I managed to write Achilles’ protectiveness over Patroclus quite nicely, but of course, do tell me if I’m wrong. Run for the two of us: A Prince of Stride fic about Shizuma’s injury he sustained in canon when he was in middle school. I like it mostly because it’s angst which is my favourite genre but I just can’t seem to write it right most of the time. So having a fic that is angst written by myself makes me proud. Sadly, the fandom was tiny to begin with, and now it’s dead, so the fic has pretty much no readers, which makes me sad. 

25. What’s your most popular fanfic?Celebrity Crush, also known as the fic people miraculously liked but that I’m never gonna continue because I’m not in the fandom anymore

27. What do you hate more: Coming up with titles or writing summaries?I hate both, but I think my hatred for titles burns just a little stronger

29. Do you have a beta reader? Why/Why not?No, because most of the time I finish my fic at 5 in the morning and then I’m too excited about them to wait any longer to post them. That, and also there’s no one who cares for every fandom I’m in, and I don’t wanna look for a different beta for every fandom. 

31. What’s the nicest thing someone has ever said about your writing?I read through the comments I got for this question, and every single one of them just warmed my heart so much, I really love all of them? But if I absolutely had to choose, I’d probably name all the comments that tell me “I usually don’t like ___ but I absolutely loved this fic”. Or, all the comments on my fic Misery Loves Company, because I felt like absolute shit about that fic at first. See, I was proud of it, and liked it quite a lot, but then I posted it, and absolutely nobody seemed to read it. So the comments I did get, later on, made me feel so, so much better about myself and my writing

33. Do you write oneshots, multi-chapter fics or huuuuuge epics?Oneshots, I can barely get enough ideas for those, no way in hell I can manage multiple chapters. 

35. Do you write drabbles? If so, what do you normally write them about?Hm, not usually, and also not deliberately ^^

37. First person or third person - what do you write in and why?Third person mainly, because it’s easiest for me, but in my two TSoA fics I’ve used first person (Patroclus’ POV) to match the feeling of the book. 

39. What is you greatest strength as a writer??????? seriously, I don’t think I have one. I’m mediocre at best

41. List and link to 5 fanfics you are currently reading:Currently I’m reading through every Natsume Yuujinchou fic I can find xDBut if this refers to the ones on my subscription list, I can give you a few:Reeled In by pp_petty (Free!, OT5)Eyes Wide Open All the Time by Macbetha (Free!, so many ships really)Blood & Roses by nacaratskies (OHSHC, gen)Streetlights by Knygth (Free!, Nagisa/Rei)100 ways to say I love you by Aki_no_hikari (Owari no Seraph, Shinya/Guren)Those aren’t necessarily my faves, but they’re five of those that update quite frequently, and that aren’t piling up in my email inbox waiting to be read ^^’

43. Is there anyone in your fandom who really inspires you?Not really ^^’

45. What is your all time favourite fanfic?Oh boy so many really, way too many to list them all - I’d need an entire post dedicated to them, and I probably still couldn’t manage to list every fic I adore to death

47. Archive Of Our Own, Fanfiction.net or Tumblr - where do you prefer to post and why?AO3 because of the general layout of the website, the tag system, the formatting, all that. I also prefer reading on there. But I post my stuff on ff.net too usually. 

49. Do you care if people comment/reblog your writing? Why/why not?Oh god yes, if I don’t get comments, it usually makes me want to delete my work and never speak of it again (I don’t, but the urge is there) and I also get really embarrassed about having posted it in the first place, like, I actually thought someone might want to read this shit? As if, man, as if. So yeah that impacts me quite a lot. 

51. Rant or Gush about one thing you love or hate in the world of fanfiction! Go!I LOVE the concept of fanfiction in general. I read fanfictions every fucking day, and I love how they’re a way for me to connect with characters I love even if the original work has ended a long time ago. See, fictional characters are very important to me (it’s sad, but that’s how it is), and after I finish an anime, series, whatever it is, I’m just not ready to let go of my favourites that I’ve learnt to love with all my heart. So the fact that fanfiction exists, that it allows me to get a different view on my favourites than what canon offers is a fucking miracle to me, and I adore every fanfiction writer out there

That also brings me to what I really dislike. It’s been said a lot of times, but it still doesn’t seem to have any impact, but please, please, people, show your local fanfic writer some love. I’m sure the majority of fic writers live for comments, after all, few things are nicer than people who react to your work, acknowledge that it exists at all, and somehow discuss it with you by commenting, it just makes the whole thing feel more real. I noticed by answering those questions how much I actually love talking about my own fanfictions, and if you don’t have people in the same fandoms as you, like me, comments sort of are a way of talking about your own fanfics. So yeah, please do write comments. It means the world. 

#thanks for the questions #i had a lot of fun really #long post #orangelies #Fairytale gets asks

[stevethehairington]

Okay so I was tagged by @fairieswithoutwings to do one of those like “get to know me” kind of post things, which like wow, I’m surprised that I was tagged in one of these! Like I didn’t ever expect to be so it’s pretty cool! Thanks!! :)

Anyyyywayyyyssss...

Name/nickname/whatever you prefer to be called?

My friends usually just call me by my full name, Mackenzie, but sometimes they call me ‘Mack’. Some of my soccer coaches in the past have called me ‘G’ or “Gal’ because of my last name but yeah, I don’t really go by nicknames that much. Wouldn’t mind it though!

Pronouns?

She/Her :)

Age?

I’m currently 17 (a little more than 4 months away from 18 though, but who’s counting?) (Me. I’m counting. I’m definitely counting)

Fav Skam character?

This is SUCH a tough question oh man. (I love them all is that an acceptable answer? lol) Ummm... I’m gonna have to go with either Isak or Even, as cliche as it seems. When I saw Isak in season one he was this cute, adorable, little bean and I dunno, it was kinda just love at first sight lol. And then in season three, my love for him just grew and grew and grew because throughout his season we see him going through some tough shit and the way he handles most of it and becomes more aware of things and is open to learning and exploring things is very admirable. Like ofc he definitely speaks before he thinks about what he’s going to say sometimes, like the comments he makes to Eskild about gay pride, and also the comment to Even in the locker room (we all know exactly what I’m talking about here), but the thing is, he doesn’t just let them go or deny that he said those things. He actively takes responsibility for them and realizes that he messed up or said something wrong and he tries to fix it, and I think that’s really important. He does a lot of growing and learning and I just love that he’s willing to do that growing and learning. Also, I really love how despite how much he tries to make himself seem like this ‘cool’ guy, like ‘look at me I wear snapbacks and listen to ‘90s hip hop and smoke weed’, he’s really just this big loving dork who gets blushy and embarrassed and is actually really intelligent and loves biology and old memes (honestly tho boy, you gotta get updated on your meme collection it’s looking very #yike) and has a soft spot for his friends. Like I just really love Isak. 

Okay and Even. Damn, where do I begin with Even? He’s such a complex character and I actually love that so much, like there are so many different layers to him and I felt like every episode we peeled one back and found another waiting to be explored. I really really love how he’s so much more than just the love interest. Like a lot of shows bring on a character as the love interest for the main character and they’re kind of just there and don’t really have that much background to them. But with Even... oh mannnn. Boy do we get background. He’s more than just Isak’s love interest and that makes me really appreciative. I also think his mental illness was dealt with in such a wonderful way. Now, I’m no expert on mental illnesses, but I feel like they did a fantastic job at portraying one. It seemed very real and I loved how it wasn’t just boom he had an episode which we didn’t witness and everything’s suddenly better within a day. Like even I know that’s not how it is, and they didn’t do that. They showed the good and the bad and I think that made me fall in love with Even too. Seeing the good and the bad just showed that he’s not perfect, nobody is, and we all have to go through shit. It’s part of life. And that just made him seem even more real. Also, I love how as the season progressed he became more real. Like in the beginning, since we’re seeing everything through Isak’s eyes, Even kinda appears like this gorgeous ‘way outta my league’ kind of guy, like he was the epitome of cool, super untouchable, right. But then throughout the episodes that air of ‘too cool’ kinda disappeared and once again we were left with this absolute dork, who loves movies and cooking and Gabrielle, who gets insecure about things too, who isn’t as perfect as we originally thought. Like I just want to be his best friend and sit and talk with him for hours about everything under the sun (god, he would be such a good conversationalist omg. He definitely strikes me as that person that can literally talk about anything and everything that comes to mind and actually make that conversation enjoyable. Like he could probably bring up like some dumb math theorum or whatever and I’d be intrigued lol). He’s precious and needs to be protected at all costs. (Honestly I could talk about him for HOURS. Hmu if ya wanna tho lol I’d be up for it)

When did you start watching Skam?

Okay so I started watching Skam midway through season 3, so episode 6 was the first episode I watched in ‘real time’. I was on Tumblr one day (instead of doing my homework... which is kind of what I’m doing now... lol sorry AP Gov, you’re not important right now) and I was scrolling through my dash and I kept seeing a bunch of posts with these two boys cuddling together (that first clip from episode 5 you know the one ;)) and I reblogged a couple of them even though I had no idea what this show was yet, but I remember thinking to myself okay s’cute I’ll check it out. And that’s when I fell down the rabbit hole lol. No, but honestly? Best decision I ever made. I remember it was the first day of Thanksgiving break when I found this show and I watched all of season 3 as of then that night, then Tuesday night I went back and watched season 1, Wednesday I watched all of season 2, and then Thursday I rewatched season 3 so I’d be ready for the new episode on Friday. And I was Hooked™. 

When did you make your blog?

Oh god, ummm, I honestly have no idea the date (or even the year for that matter lol). I know I’ve had it a few years though. I used to be a hardcore One Direction account, I shipped Larry (not super extra about it though I was super chill), like I was so invested in that band omfg, but now I kinda don’t care what’s going on with them? Like, I just gradually stopped caring. I stopped constantly checking for updates and now when new stuff happens I’m kinda just like oh okay cool whatever. Like I’m not badmouthing them, I still enjoy their music and all, I just stopped being obsessive I suppose. Which, I’m kinda glad about tbh lol. Idk I just don’t think it was very good to be that invested. But yeah, now this blog is kinda a mosh of different stuff I like. Like rn it’s mainly Skam but I’ll post about Harry Potter or Marvel or Sherlock.

Who are you cheering for to be s4′s main?

EVEN. Oh my god you have no idea how much I want Even to be the main. Like I’m probably HELLA getting my hopes up and I’m gonna be super disappointed if it’s not him (mainly bc I’m so convinced he should be (but ofc I’m gonna be thrilled with whoever they do choose!!)) But yeah, there’s just so many reasons why he should be the main. Like I said earlier he’s a super complex character and I feel like we’ve only scratched the surface. Like there’s so many things we don’t know about him and I’m so damn curious to find out everything about him. I also think it would be really cool if we had a season from the point of view of someone with a mental illness so we could see how normal they are. Because people sometimes think that just because someone’s mentally ill or something like that that they’re totally different, but in reality they’re probably not that different from you and me. I think it would provide so much exposure for that and be super informative and helpful and just lovely, because Skam always does the loveliest job portraying things. Not to mention, he’s graduating this year and I think it would be so good to see him successfully graduate. It would show people that yes, it’s possible and yes you can do it. (I’m getting teary eyed just thinking about my tol bean graduating omg!) Alsooo, this is literally our last chance to have Even as a main. Like I said, he’s graduating this year so once this year is over he won’t be at Nissen anymore, which is kind of like a requirement of the mains sooo. (Plus I was discussing this with someone I follow and we were talking about how it would make the most sense and be a very smart move from a marketing point of view to have Even as the main because a bunch of people are super invested in him and if he’s the main it would bring a lot of viewers because of that investment) (Plus the transition to s4 would be smooth as hell). Ideally, it would be perfect if it went like this: Even for S4, Sana for S5, and Vilde for S6. Fingers crossed this is what we get!!

Who do you think is most likely to be s4′s main?

I feel like Even’s definitely got a chance. But I also think Sana does too. If it’s not Even (I’m in too deep help) I think it’ll for sure be Sana (which yessss, I love Sana omg). 

What are your main interests?

Main interests... welllll, if it’s not already obvious I love obsessing over tv shows lol. Nah, but I’m super into watching movies (not quite on Even’s level but I’m working my way up there), like marathoning is my fave. I’m super into photography. I’m in a photography class in school right now, but I love taking pictures of everything really. And I’m super happy because I just got my own camera for Hanukkah this year and I’ve been asking for the past few years so I’m so happy about that. I enjoy reading too, I’m a sucker for a good book. (recs anyone? lol) I also like to write, even though I’ve never actually sat down and written anything completely. Like seriously, look at my computer and you’ll see a million files of half written, started and abandoned fics. I’ve been trying to get myself to actually finish one but who knows if that’ll ever happen lol. Oh and I play soccer too, have been since I was 4! Definitely one of my favorite things to do! 

Something you’re always up to discuss?

Literally anyting? Like hmu I’m always open to talk about things. I love love love Harry Potter so if you ever want to talk about anything that has to do with Harry Potter I’m soo beyond down. I really enjoy talking about Literature as well. I’m in an AP Lit class this year and it’s actually my favorite class ever. We’ve read so many interesting books and I’ve learned so much and me and my pals are literally the biggest Lit nerds you’d ever find, we’ll sit and discuss our books for hours when we go out to coffee or are at lunch. Speaking of coffee, whenever me and my friends get coffee we always end up having these super deep conversations about politics or religion or things like that and those conversations are actually so enjoyable, so like if you’re an open minded person and you’re not trying to shove your belief/opinion down my throat I could definitely talk with you about those things. I think talking about politics or religion and stuff like that really helps you keep an open mind because it allows you to see things from other people’s point of view, and that’s pretty cool. 

I’m always up for making new friends, especially here, so I’m up for chatting if anyone wants to!! :))

Something you refuse to discuss?

Umm, nothing super specific is coming to mind. But when it comes to politics or religion I refuse to speak to someone about these things if they only want to explain their views/opinions and think that it’s their way or the highway and try to shove it down my throat and aren’t open to hearing what other people think. Like you don’t have to like what I’m saying and you definitely don’t have to agree, but you need to be able to listen and at least be open to hearing a different point of view. So yeah, I guess it’s not really a what I refuse to discuss but more of a who I refuse to discuss with lol.

Other favorite shows aside from Skam?

Too many. Omfg. Okay I’m hella into Criminal Minds. That show is one of my all time favorites. I actually decided that I want to study Criminal Justice and Psychology and actually become a profiler because of that lol. I just think it’s such a cool show and what they do is so interesting so yeah, that show has actually influenced my career goals haha. I also love Parks and Rec- that show is funny as hell and it’s one of those shows I’m always down to rewatch. Oh, I watched Stranger Things this year and that show is just yes. So good oh man. I love the movie Super 8 with a passion and when I watched Stranger Things I got such a Super 8 vibe which I looooved so yeah I definitely love that show and would consider it a favorite. American Horror Story is pretty awesome too, though I haven’t been that impressed with their last few seasons, still a great show though! Ooh I just started watching Sherlock this year (I watched it all in like a week oops?), love that show! Supernatural oh my god I loove that show so much! Jensen and Jared are my absolute favorites oh man. I haven’t finished the show yet I’m only about halfway through season 6 lol but I heard it was renewed for season 13 so that’s pretty cool! Some honorable mentions: How I Met Your Mother was good, I watched That ‘70s Show not that long ago, that was pretty funny, I just finished The Office. I feel like I’m missing some key shows I love but yeah that’s all I can think of right now.

Anyways, I hope some of you take the time to read this, I know I don’t have that many followers and I’m not like a popular blog or anything lol. But yeah this took me a while to write and it was pretty fun to do. 

I dunno if any of the people I’m about to tag have done this or not yet but I’m too lazy to scroll through all their blogs and see so if I tag you and you’ve already done it cool, my bad. (Tagging some of my favorite accounts and people I consdier pals! :))

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