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mattybstqrn · 1 month

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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐭 - 𝐂.𝐖

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐-𝚒𝚜𝚑, 𝙳𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎

Female Reader x Cole Walter

Y/n is well... a nerd, she wasn't popular, and she didn't care, she didn't go to prom, or dances, or school events, she kind of hated them, especially since she had no to go with. She also didn't care if people called her one unless they kept doing it till it got annoying and rude. She liked doing homework and taking lots of notes, but what she didn't like was when jocks and cheerleaders forcefully made her do their homework.

So, as she stood at her locker going over her notes to make sure she didn't forget anything not noticing that Dylan was walking up to her, "Hi," she heard from behind her, she turned around to see Dylan, "Uh, h-hi," she greeted, well this is unexpected, she thought to herself. "How can I help?" she questioned before realizing.

"Oh, do you need help with your homework, or just today's notes," One thing about Y/n was that she was very sweet, and she loved to help people, sometimes even if they were bad, she liked to see the good in people. "Uh no... I was actually going to ask you if you'd be my date to prom?" he said holding back a chuckle that she didn't hear.

She looked at him confused on why someone like him wanted to take someone like her out, but a cute guy was asking her out, that didn't happen every day, so she nodded, "Yeah sure, sounds nice!" she smiled, "Great!" he said a little too excitedly, "I'll pick you up tomorrow at 8," she nodded as he walked away and over to his friends.

"Well, that was unexpected," she muttered to herself.

DYLAN'S/COLE'S POV

I laughed to myself as I walked over to my friends dabbing up the guys, "Did it work?" Erin asked with a mischievous little smirk as she approached me, "Yeah, she totally fell for it," I laughed holding onto my backpack.

"She's so gullible," Ruby giggled placing her hand on my shoulder as we all laughed at our bet.

Cole then walked over, he didn't know the plan yet but he's my best friend, so I have to tell him so we can laugh about it now and in the future, "What's going on?" Cole asked approaching the group, keeping his distance from Erin since they're on a break again.

"You will not believe what they just bet me to do," I told him with a smile, Cole looked at us weirdly confused but told me to continue.

"You know Y/n Y/l/n, the nerd?" I asked him, "Well... yeah," Cole was hesitant to call her a nerd but that's what the jocks and cheerleaders referred to her as, so he nodded.

"Erin bet me $150 to ask her to be my date to prom tomorrow," I laughed, however Cole didn't laugh till a few seconds later, it was a fake laugh that no one had realized.

Deep down Cole felt bad for her as Dylan started to tell him their plan, it was horrible, they made fun of her all the time, behind her back of course, but they still didn't and once she found out the news, Cole knew she would be heartbroken.

After Dylan told Cole his plan, Cole finished school without a care as he thought about what he should do and how to tell Y/n what was going on, he didn't want to hurt her in any way but now they had this stupid plan and he felt horrible, he felt even more horrible for being the one to tell her.

NARRATOR'S POV

Cole wondered what she'd do, would she slap him? kick him? punch him in the face? yell at him?

But no, he was wrong, instead she tried to hide her tears.

Cole followed Y/n home without her knowing, he wanted to tell her as soon as possible and he took this as an opportunity to tell her. Once he arrived, he saw her walking to her front porch to go inside so he quickly followed after her, trying his best to run, "Wait up!" he told her rubbing his bad leg in the process.

"Oh, I'm sorry, do you need something? Ice? water?" she turned around and offered, feeling bad about making him run, she had heard about his bad leg and how it wasn't 100% like it used to be, so she asked him to come inside, they sat down at her dining table as he drank his water.

"Did you come for something specific?" she asked, "Ohh, do you need help with homework or something?" she questioned, but surprisingly he shook his head, this intrigued her, So, you're not here for homework, what can I help you with? do you need a tutor?" she guessed, "No actually I came here to talk to you," she nodded for him to continue.

"I don't know how to put this but, uh, Dylan's playing you," confusion took over expression, "What?" she asked in confusion, "What are you talking about?" Y/n was a pretty emotional person, and this really hurt her feelings.

She didn't know what else to say as Cole continued.

"He doesn't actually want to take you to prom, he's just playing you, so he can make fun of you later when he wins prom king," Cole told her trying to be gentle.

A tear slowly made its way down her face, "Thank you for letting me know," she sniffled, "Are you okay?" he asked her as he saw her eyes start to water up, "Y-yeah I'm fine," she lied standing up immediately not wanting him to see her cry, so she slowly back away from him.

"I'm sorry," he apologized, "It's okay, it's not your fault," she shrugged as if it didn't matter, "Doesn't matter anymore," she told him, "I'm not going," she shrugged as he slowly stood up.

He walked over to where you stood leaning against the island in the kitchen, he gently lifted his thumb and whipped the tear that fell from her eye, "Do you wanna go to prom with me?" he asked her nervously scratching the back of his head, "What?" she questioned him, genuinely confused.

She didn't want to fall for anymore tricks, but his tone was so sincere when he continued. "I-I don't have a date and you don't have a good one so... maybe?" she smiled up at him as his thumb still laid on her cheek, "I'd like that,"

"Tomorrow? 8 o'clock?" he suggested, she nodded in agreement and sent him a soft smile, she then saw him out, and when he left, she didn't know whether she should laugh or cry.

Of course I got played she thought, who'd ever want me?

A tear rolled down her cheek as she dropped down to the floor against the front door, she just knew it was too good to be true, and she was right, she hated that she was, but she was.

But she was also excited, she was going out with Cole Walter, the hot guy.

She always had a crush on him, no one knew, but she did and now she was going to prom with him?

This was exciting and nerve-wracking for her; she didn't want to mess it up and make him never want to talk to her again.

But she was happy that he even asked.

It was the most unbelievable and most exciting thing that had ever happened to her.

The next day Y/n got ready for prom, she didn't plan on going so she had to buy a last-minute dress, but it was perfect, she loved it, and she couldn't wait to wear it. She put on some light makeup, she was not one to wear makeup, not that she even needed to, as her mom curled and or straightened her hair, (whatever you prefer).

Once she was finished with her makeup and hair, she sat up and looked into her mirror. She loved it, she looked amazing, "What do you think?" her mom asked from where she stood behind her with her hands rested on her shoulders, "I love it, thank you mom,"

Y/n's mom squeezed her shoulder in comfort before pulling away and going over to the closet to grab the light blue dress that hung up on the hanger. "Finally," Y/n sighed, she had been waiting all day to put it on and it was finally time to do so, and she couldn't have been more excited.

She went to her bathroom and quickly changed into her dress. She came out the bathroom and did a little twirl showing her mom her beautiful blue dress.

"You look beautiful honey!" her mother exclaimed with a smile, "Thank you mom," she smiled back, her mother then checked the time and shooed her daughter out the house realizing that she'd be late.

Y/n rushed down the stairs and to the front door revealing Cole who was about to knock. He wore a blue suit (the one he wore to the wedding or whatever you want) he looked amazing, "Wow," she breathed out, "You look beautiful, Y/n," he complimented you as he tightly held onto a small clear box, a beautiful light blue corsage sitting inside.

"You don't look too bad yourself," such a cliche thing to say, but she said it anyways, "Thank you," he chuckled.

"This is for you," Cole said after a few seconds of the two gazing into each other's eyes, Y/n was definitely a big fan of eye contact and she absolutely melted whenever he gave you those eyes, "Thank you, Cole, it's beautiful,"

"Should we get going?" he questioned, just as she was about to respond Y/n's mom rushed out saying that she needed pictures, "Wait! I need pictures of you two first,"

"Mom!" Y/n harshly whispered in embarrassment, "What? you guys look adorable in your little dress and tux," Y/n's mom had the biggest smile on her face, "I'm so sorry Cole," Y/n apologized in embarrassment, "It's okay, I don't mind," Cole softly chuckled.

The two took thousands of pictures before finally leaving, mostly because the other Walter's and Garica's were in the car and Isaac was complaining.

The car ride was silent, it was a comfortable silence, there was small talk between Cole, Danny, and Y/n but other than that it was pretty much silent.

Once they arrived Isaac and Lee immediately ran inside, excited for some reason. Meanwhile everyone else waited for their date's, Alex was taking Kiley, Nathan was taking Skylar, and Danny had no one, sadly, but he wasn't the type to date. Meanwhile Isaac and Lee both had random dates, Isaac took a random cheerleader and Lee had taken his crush.

"You ready?" Cole asked, Y/n nodded, "Yeah," taking a deep breath as Cole interlocked his arm with yours. You two walked in with absolutely everyone staring at you, but you didn't care, you had Cole Walter, the most popular guy in school taking you to prom, and it seemed pretty genuine. It felt like he actually wanted to take you.

And little did you know, but he did.

You heard everyone whispering about how you were supposed to come with Dylan. "I guess everyone knew except me then," you muttered to Cole, "I'm sorry Y/n," you sent him a small smile and replied, "It's okay," with a slight shrug, "No it's not,"

"Well then it doesn't matter anymore, I'm here with you, not that asshole," Cole's facial expression changed from a sympathy look to shock, "Did you just curse?" he questioned, "I did," you nodded as you followed him around, "I... didn't know you cursed," his tone was fill with shock, "Neither did I," you muttered, kind of shocking yourself as well.

People continued to whisper and talk but you ignored them as you quietly talked to Cole, you guys talked until Dylan came over with Erin, Ruby, and a few guys on the football team following behind him, "Y/n... I thought we were going to prom together,"

"I already asked her," Cole butted in, "Then why did you say yes to me?" Dylan questioned with a nervous smile, he thought that you knew what was going on and you did but you and Cole decided it would a good idea if you guys didn't tell him yet, "I'm gonna go get us some drinks," you told Cole slowly backing away from the group.

Meanwhile Cole and Dylan talked in private, "Why did you bring her? We had a plan!" Dylan spoke in a scolding tone, Dylan was thinking that Cole told Y/n the plan, or that you had found out, so he decided to take matters into his own hands and continue the prank.

"No, no, you had a plan, a horrible plan really, and I took matters into my own hands because no one should ever be treated like that," Cole told him with a cold tone before patting his shoulder and walking over you.

"What happened?" you asked as Cole approached you, "Doesn't matter anymore," he shrugged while you handed him his drink, "Thanks," he smiled, you guys found a table and sat down, talking while you watched everyone dance and have fun.

Cole abruptly stood up and held his hand out for you to take, "Can I have this dance?" he asked with a cheeky smile, you chuckled at his words and actions, but nodded, "Yeah," you followed him onto the dance floor.

"I do have to warn you though, I do not know how to dance, like at all," you told him, "That's okay, I'll teach you," he assured you, "Well you can sure have fun trying," he then instructed you where to put your hands, you wrapped both your arms around his neck, "Can I?" he asked, you nodded giving him permission to place his hand on your waist.

You shivered at his touch; your spin tickled with joy. He instructed you on what to do with your feet and you eventually got the hang of it, you stepped on his feet a few times, apologizing every time, but after a few tries you got the hang of it and knew exactly what you were doing.

Y/n and Cole danced to the slow music as you quietly talked. You pulled away from leaning your head on Cole's shoulder and looked up at him, he was so close to you, closer than you guys had ever been, he then stopped what he was saying and looked down at you, you glanced up at his lips.

He slowly started leaning in, you wanted to pull away since you've never had your first kiss, but you knew you wanted it to be with Cole, you knew he would've never gone for you, but here he stood right in front of you slowly leaning in, you were scared but if that meant that it happened right now, you didn't care.

You leaned in as well but that was soon stopped when they started announcing prom king and queen. You abruptly pulled away and acted as if nothing happened, you were... embarrassed, you've never had your first kiss, and when you were about to, it got interrupted, but you knew you were to chicken to kiss him anyways.

"The prom queen is....," The teacher spoke trailing off for some suspense, "Erin Collins!" Erin squealed in excitement as she ran up to the stage receiving her crown, you slowly clapped unamused, you knew you would never win but you were annoyed that had won, of course she won, you thought.

"And the prom king is... Dylan (whatever his last name is idk)" Dylan looked shocked and high fived his friends before receiving his crown, Erin of course wanted to make a speech but as she stood at the podium a mystery slime poured down on the two causing your mouth to drop in shock, disgusted and laughter.

You quickly slapped your hand over your mouth to contain your laughter, but you couldn't hold it back anymore, you burst out laughing, this was the second-best thing that had happened today, the first was Cole asking you to be his prom date of course.

Erin cried and screamed in frustration and annoyance, and also embarrassment, "My dress!" she gasped in shock, she then ran off the stage with tears in her eyes with Dylan following behind her.

You looked around and saw Isaac and Lee laughing to themselves as they held onto the rope that led to a bucket that spilled out the mystery slime that looked like chocolate and nacho cheese, disgusting yet hilarious.

"They're going to get into so much trouble," you laughed to yourself as Cole stood next you, "Why would they do that?" you asked Cole as if he had the answer, but he surprisingly did, "They did it for you,"

"What?"

"They felt bad about Dylan being an ass, so we made a plan and that was it, they were gonna embarrass you, so we embarrassed them before they could embarrass you,"

"Seriously?" you asked him in shock.

"Yeah,"

"Thank you, Cole,"

"It's no problem, really. They deserved it, and no one should be treated like that, especially you." he told her with a sweet smile.

Your heart melted at his words, he was so sweet to you, he was like prince charming, sweet, caring, kind, handsome, charming, funny, loyal, what more could a girl want?

Prom was officially over meaning that it was time to go home, but Cole had other plans.

He dropped his siblings back home and he planned to take you home and he did, but he told you to pack some clothes, you were confused but you did it and told your mom that you'd be back before at least midnight, but she wanted you to have fun and told you to come back whenever you wanted but to text her from time to time.

"So... where are we going?" you asked once you got back into the car, "It's a surprise," he simply replied, "I don't like surprises," you told him, "Well, I think you'll like this one," he glanced over at you, sending you a smile, that you gladly sent back.

He glanced down at your hand, you were kind of nervous for this surprise, so you started fidgeting, but that all stopped when Cole reached for your hand, interlocking his with yours.

Once you guys arrived you saw that he had taken you to his and I quote "Secret spot," the waterhole. He helped you down the big, steep rocks and sat down as you guys watched the water flow.

"This is the surprise?" you questioned, "It's not much, but it's where I go when I need some time to myself" he explained, "I've never actually been here, I've heard of this place, but I've never actually seen it," you told him, "Well here we are,"

"Here we are,"

The two sat in silence until Cole asked if you wanted to go in the water, you told him no and said that you'd go in later, he nodded and started to take of his shirt revealing his abs, you couldn't help but stare, he was in great shape.

"It's rude to stare," he spoke.

"Sorry," you apologized slightly embarrassed, "No need to apologize,"

Right as he was about to get in, he asked one last time, "You coming in?"

"Fine, sure, I'm coming," you then followed him into the water. You had changed your clothes earlier when he took you home to get some clothes not wanting to sit in a big poofy dress for the rest of the night.

You walked into the cold water and swam over to Cole who was in the middle of just standing as the water moved, he helped you into the water, so you didn't slip, "Thanks," you said as you looked at the stars and the moon.

"Can I ask you something?" Cole asked, after a few moments of silence, "Yeah, of course," you nodded.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he hesitantly questioned causing me to stand up from the water, "What?"

"I asked if you would be-,"

"I heard what you said," you interrupted, "Why are you asking it?"

"Because believe it or not Y/n, but I really, really like you," he admitted, "I like you too," you blurted out, "So, will you?" he asked, you nodded and decided to be bold and pull him into a kiss.

The kiss caused butterflies to erupt in your stomach. His lips moved in sync with yours as you guys continued to kiss.

And that was how prom went.

"You know if Dylan and Erin hadn't made that bet, we wouldn't have happened, " you announced, "Well then I'm really glad Dylan and Erin made that bet," he said, I knew he wasn't being serious because it was a horrible thing to do to someone, but I knew that he was happy about us and our kiss considering the smile on his face.

"Me too," you smiled before leaning back into him, his lips attaching to yours as you kissed in the bright moonlight.

Audrina Speaks!

Just wanted to say that this is probably my favorite request I've ever written and I hope you enjoyed this and all of the others!

Also PLEASE ignore any mistakes and or misspellings!

#my life with the walter boys #mlwtwb #cole walter x reader #cole walter

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thrashkink-coven · 3 months

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There’s a lot of gatekeeping and weirdly defined rules in the occult and spiritual spaces. I’m just gonna go ahead and say something that might ruffle some feathers, but hopefully it helps some confused or anxious folks out.

I see a lot of posts online and get a lot of questions about entities. Mainly “is it okay for me to work with this entity?” because of xyz reasons.

Firstly, let’s make something very clear. Cultural appropriation has a very specific definition. Cultural appropriation takes place when members of a majority group adopt cultural elements of a minority group in an exploitative, disrespectful, or stereotypical way.

I say this as a person of color that understands the negative impacts of cultural appropriation and racism. This may not be the popular opinion, but I don’t think that honouring or worshipping a God privately and quietly qualifies as this. There’s a big difference between appropriating a culture and their customs and worshipping a God you feel connected to.

So having said this, if you feel like a God, angel, daemon, or entity is reaching out to you… seriously dude just go with it. We can’t control which things pull us and which entities interact with us. To many of them, we’re all just humans. Our ideas of race and ethnicity are extremely wishy washy, especially on a universal scale. If you feel deeply connected to a deity or concept, let yourself fall into them. Seriously, genuinely. Learn as much about the as you can, do your research, and go with it.

If you’re ever anxious about revealing that entity to others because of fear of judgement or criticism, give them a personal name.

I can’t say this loud enough,

GIVE THEM A PERSONAL NAME!!

Within religion, spirituality, and the occult, we use archetypes all the time. Cultures constantly share archetypes and give them personal names in their languages. The God that you’re thinking about was likely syncretized at one point too.

If you want to work with Aphrodite but don’t feel comfortable calling her Aphrodite, call her something that feels right to you. If you feel extremely connected to Isis but you don’t feel comfortable using an Egyptian name, then give her a personal name! Your connection with that God will be all the more personal.

The Gods like, and sometimes demand worship. Their phonetic names are not the totality of their being. Chances are most of us aren’t even pronouncing them correctly anyways. If you think about Inanna when you say that name, then you’re praying to Inanna. If you want to call her something else, that’s okay.

“What about closed religions?!”

It is nearly impossible to self initiate oneself into a closed religion because their customs are kept niche to their group. Without guidance you wouldn’t know how to do these things properly. If you feel a pull towards an entity from another culture, again, do your damn homework, don’t just rush into it. Be considerate and respectful of their origins. I’m not saying that their cultural origin is unimportant, because it definitely is and your understanding and acknowledgment of that is crucial, but that does not necessarily mean that you have to be Canaanite or Phoenician to worship or work with Astarte. Understand how they were worshipped back then, and how they wish to be honoured now.

Please understand that having a relationship with a God is not the same thing as converting into a religion or appropriating traditional customs. Not all religion is organized. I worship Aphrodite in a very non traditional way according to the Greeks. That’s okay.

And likewise, a lot of deeply closed entities with specific cultural ties simply don’t reach out to people outside of their niche. They have their chosen people and stay within their realm of influence. It’s extremely rare for the Loa to connect with non voodoo practitioners, and Voodoo is a very complex practice that requires specific sacrifices and rituals. It is ill advised to make offerings to vodous without divination and instruction. It’d be very unobtainable for most people. I say this as someone with a practicing Voodoo/Obeah bloodline, even I don’t feel secure enough to delve into that kind of magick by myself.

There’s a lot of high tensions on the internet when it comes to these things. I’ve seen posts (mostly on Reddit) of practitioners heartbroken that they have to break up with Lilith, their angels, their infernals, or some other deity because they got chastised for it online.

I think the immortality of our Gods is beautiful. While many of their original chosen people are long gone, they still live on and find ways to connect with humanity today. That is a very good thing.

So guys, honestly, unless you’re excited to share your path with others and ready to receive criticism, keep your Gods to yourself. Enjoy and worship them on your own, and if you feel compelled to discuss them just give them a personal name. If your God is Hekate and you feel compelled to give her a personal name, just say that your deity is similar to Hekate whenever you discuss them. It’s that easy. There are already a thousand different Hekates that people associate with. There’s no reason why you can’t create one more.

Please enjoy your practice and your faith. Don’t worry so much about everyone else. The Gods know who you are, and they want to connect with you because they really like who you are. That’s a very very good thing.

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fieldofdaisiies · 1 year

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I see a lot of Az building a little wooden horse for his kids to play on

Could you do headcanons (when you have time), about what he would do to please his children?He strikes me as a helpful dad (you can spell our boy Cassian too if you want ♡)

I love this headcanon so much🥺

dad! Azriel Headcanons

SINGING THEM TO SLEEP

this lives rent free in my head

the shadowsinger, with his deep slightly raspy voice, singing his kids to sleep

you hear him from the other room, your ovaries doing happy lil flips

Azriel also often reads to your children at night and since he could never deny them a wish he would read stories for four to five times some nights

and some nights he falls sleep mid story, half sitting on the bed, his legs hanging over the edges, shoulders hunched weirdly, head lolling backwards

some nights you will wake him and tell him to come to bed, knowing how much back pain it will cause him if he stays like this

other nights he wakes up himself

also Az would totally be the kind of dad to make his babies breakfast every morning (letting you sleep longer) and also prepare them their lunch for school/kindergarten if something like this exists in Velaris

and he would totally take his time to have breakfast with his little ones, letting them dream about the day and talking with them about trying to be a good person every single day and also focusing on at least doing one good thing this day

before they are off, Az will make sure they are dressed appropriately for the weather and then he will walk them to school/kindergarten, or fly them there, depending on how far away it is

he kisses their forehead as a goodbye

you will pick them up, before noon normally

in the afternoon, when Az does not have to work, he will play with his children

mostly outside, catch, hide and seek (lol he and his shadows would also win, @moonlightazriel said and she is so right)

or he would take them flying and letter on would teach them how to fly

also education would be very important for the shadowsinger, so this male is all about them having good grades, but also always helping them with their homework and studying

"I am stuck with this exercise." "let me have a look, I am pretty sure we can find a solution."

also Az is the type of dad to shield his kids from rain for example, by taking of his own jacket and placing it over his child's head

spoiling them

of course Az wants his children to be humble and you also often remind him of that

but he sees a toy and immediately thinks of his children and just has to get it

it is something that is poignant from his own childhood – he has never gotten any presents or toys, so he would overflow his children with them

also, as mentioned in the ask, handy crafts

Azriel would build many things with his children, so there toys would often be completely unique and all the other children would. be so impressed

#azriel x reader #dad!Az #azriel acotar #azriel shadowsinger #daisies headcanons

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baratiddyappreciator · 6 months

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Love the profile picture 💜 I saw your head canons on some of the Baki men as kids and I was wondering, what do you think motobe, yujiro, oliva, and Strydum were like?

Right back at ya! Chaotic is the short answer, but you deserve better than that for the tasty tasty Jack content you've supplied me with lmao.

Motobe:

Weirdly enough, compared to how he is now, he was SUPER energetic, you could NOT keep this man contained within any form of walled building. If there was a way out, he would find it, and his parents would have to literally drag him back home once it started getting dark.

He was that one kid who would always find the best sticks for anything. Need one as a sword? He has it. Need a gun? He found that one too. Need a wrench? Yeah, he found one for that as well. You name it, give him about ten minutes and he would find a stick to replicate it.

Incredibly intelligent, he did really good in school, though he didn't always pay attention in class. Some of his best work came from his history class, or projects with physical components that he had to work with. This man was meticulous when it came to cutting stuff out.

He didn't have a lot of friends, but he didn't need a lot of them anyways, just a few close ones that shared his interests in martial arts and weaponry.

Yujiro:

DEMON! CHILD! He caused so many problems for LITERALLY EVERYONE! Did you look at him weird as you were walking past him? He'd kick your entire shin in, no hesitation or remorse. Yuichiro tried, key word being tried, but there wasn't really much he could do about a son that wanted to square up with literally everything at all times.

Very much an only child in every form. If he wanted something, he'd just take it. No questions asked. Did you have something you valued from a family member? He liked how it looked, so it's his now. That habit hasn't really left him either.

He always thought that younger kids were icky and stupid, so he never bothered spending any time around them, which very much explains why he had practically no clue how to raise Baki.

He didn't care about school in the slightest, but he still went and did really good. He's incredibly smart, but he didn't really care for academic pursuits, so he left that to the weak nerds that he didn't bother beating up because they were too boring.

Oliva:

Much like Doppo, this man was a charmer as a kid. Highly intelligent, clever, and extremely charismatic, but he was incredibly quiet up until he reached puberty, which is where his social butterfly demeanor really kicked off. Adults around him would trust him with a lot more than they would trust other kids with.

Insanely smart, he did very well in school. Chances were, if his parents couldn't find him in the family room, he would be either up in his room reading or doing homework, or he'd be outside, running around and doing yard work.

He was the cool older neighbour that younger kids would flock to if there was anything fun, interesting or distressing happening, because he would normally handle it. He's been built like a brick shithouse since he was about nine, and it was like seeing a messiah back then. He would be able to get toys out fast flowing ditches or pull a kid out of a tree because they got too scared to come down on their own.

Didn't necessarily have a best friend, but he did have a lot of close friends. There weren't really any bullies that would bother kids in his neighbourhood, because they know that if Oliva caught wind of it he'd be at their door that night with flowers for their mom, telling her all about what they did with a pleasant smile on his face.

Strydum:

His mom used to dress him up in those little sailor outfits when he was super small because she thought he just looked so adorable in them! And he absolutely did, baby Strydum had doe eyes that could cause anyone to die of heart failure because he was just so cute.

He was super innocent and naive up until the first time someone tried to trick him, and then he landed a haymaker that was talked about for YEARS at his school. He wound up sitting in the principals office, all smiles in his little sailor outfit. "If he didn't want me to hit him, maybe he shouldn't have pushed me so many times."

Oh he was absolutely an army brat once he turned about ten. He wanted to be in the military and shoot big guns, all of the dramatics that the military preaches to recruit more people because "it'll be fun! We promise!" and you know what? He does have fun! He has plenty of fun!

Living Disney Princess, you can't tell me I'm wrong after seeing how he treated Pickle. He had a lot of weird moments where wild animals that should have been perfectly healthy and able to get away from him just decided not to?? He's had generations of squirrels and songbirds that come to his back yard for no obvious reason, and it all started because one time he fed a single fucking squirrel when he was S E V E N.

#baki headcanons #baki son of ogre #baki the grappler #baki dou #yujiro hanma #motobe izou #biscuit oliva #gary strydom

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i feel a little bad for requesting right after the inbox opened again...but also i don't want it to get overloaded before i do so 😭

weirdly specific scenario..what abt rui/ena x a dyscalculic reader who hasn't been talking/hanging out with them much and they're not quite sure why, so they plan to ask them on an upcoming school day, and then *on* that school day the reader has a breakdown in the middle of class over a report card/missing assignment report because they have just about all their math assignments for that semester missing, and the reason they haven't been spending time with their partner is because they've been getting detentions because they just have. that much missing work they cant get thru because mat h.

take ur time with this !!! don't overwork urselffff

-💠

VDNSKFJDN glad u did bc hoo boy did it get overran/lh but I gotchu, math is a btich and I am sending u support!! hope u like this !! <3

♡ DYSCALCULIC - Rui Kamishiro and Ena Shinonome x Reader

Rui:

Rui is, unsurprisingly, used to people dropping his company out of nowhere. This is why he's not too surprised when you stop hanging out with him, but he still wants to ask anyway

On the day he tries to ask you, he walks in on you breaking down in class, clutching a piece of paper in your hands.

It's more instinctual than anything when he embraces you in a hug and kisses your forehead, holding you close as he looks down at the paper

It shows your report card, and how you've been failing your math class due to the amount of work you've missed.

"Oh dearest, is this why you haven't been around much?" You simply nodded, and he hugged you closer. "Shh, it's alright, I'll help you."

True to his word, he helps you out, even offering to sit with you during your detentions to tutor you!

He knows that your dyscalculia makes math incredibly difficult, but he's more than willing to find what works best for you if it means you passing math and hanging out with him again <3

Ena:

Ena is more than aware that it's hard to talk to someone who only takes night classes, but she still notices how your messages have dwindled. What was up with that?

She decides to visit you during the day (which takes a lot for her to do) but is surprised to find you breaking down in class

She does not care if she is trespassing, she's taking you by the hand and bringing you to a more private place, hesitant but wiping your tears either way

She glances down at the paper in your hands while doing so, and finds out how you're failing math because of how much work you've missed.

"Hey, I know I'm not one to talk, but this doesn't look good." She mutters, looking at the paper before looking up at you. "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

She may not be the most academic person, but she's definitely going to try her best to find anything that can help you out-

The last time she tried to help you with your math, she cussed your homework out, so she helps you find other ways. Still though, she's with you the entire time as moral support, your number one cheerleader <3

#project sekai x reader #pjsk x reader #rui kamishiro x reader #kamishiro rui x reader #ena shinonome x reader #shinonome ena x reader #💠 anon

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blackhakumen · 8 months

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Mini Fanfic #1141: Jitters & Fright (Epithet Erased)

4:23 p.m. at Sweet Jazz's Halloween Store........

Slylvie: (Walking in the Store Alongside his Friends) So, how do you girls feel about your big play for tomorrow night?

Phoenicia: (Happily Clasps her Hands Together as Her Eyes Begins to Sparkle) Oh I'm absolutely excited!~ It's been one of my list of dreams to play a leading acting role~

Molly: (Smiles Sheepishly) I'm a bit on the nervous side personally. But I'm happy to be a part of something at least.

Trixie: Happy for ya too, Molls. (Crosses Their Arms While Pouting) Me, on the other hand, would rather do a mountain of homework than taking the main stage........

Sylvie: (Turns to Trixie) Getting nervous??

Trixie: Nah. I wouldn't say I'm completely nervous per say. Just don't want millions of eyes staring at me all night....

Phoenicia: But it's the audience's job is to watch the actors perform until the end of the runtime.

Trixie: (Rolls Their Eyes) Fully aware of how the audience function, Feenie. (Starts Shivering a Bit) Doesn't make me squeamish any less.....

?????: Oh no!~ Little Miss Roughhouse getting cold feet?~

The gang turns to see two of the Neo Trio's classmates, Stink & Stonk, standing in front of them, with mischievous, boyish grins on both of their faces.

Stonk: Cuz if so, we're more than gladly to take the role of Bubblegum Renegade off your hands now.

Stink: Yeah!- Wait. (Turns to Stonk) "We"?

Stonk: Yeah. You know, as in....You and I and-

Stink: I know what I mean, you dope!! We can't both be the Bubblegum Renegade!

Stonk: Right, right. (Grabs his Chin) So I'm guessing that'll make me Bubblegum Renegade then?

Stink: Um NO, dude! You're not gonna be Bubblegum Renegade! I am!

Stonk: (Glares at his Friend) And why not? My acting skills gotten a lot better, you know!?

Stink: So does mines. Only the difference here is that FAR more cooler than you in comparison.

Stonk: ('Scoffs') Yeah right! Name one cool thing you ever did.

Stink: I....uh.....uhhh.....I-I come up with the raddest pranks imaginable!

Stonk: We BOTH come up with the rad prank ideas, genius! In fact, I seemed to remember doing most of the heavy lifting and dirty work compared to you.

Stink: ('Scoffs') Oh please! I equally did just as much work as you did if not wayyy more!

Stonk: Nuh-uh!

Stink: Yeah-huh!

Stonk: Nuh-uh!

Stink: Yeah-huh!

The boys continue to argue with one another as the others reluctantly watches.

Sylvie: .....Do I even wanna who those two are right now?

Molly: ('Sigh') That's just Stink and Stonk.

Trixie: (Already Has an Annoyed Look on Their Face) The two biggest lame brains in our class with their stupid pranks they're trying to pull.

Phoenicia: And dance choreography are a sight to behold.

Molly: Feenie, I don't think Dabbing's that good of a dance move to be frank with you.

Sylvie: I don't even think it should consider a dance move at all considering how basic the concept of it is.

Trixie: (Starts Groaning at What is in Front of Them Right Now) Speaking of which....

Trixie points to Stink amd Stonk repeatly dabbing at one another.

Molly: (Raises an Eyebrow in Confusion) Are they.... seriously having a dab off right now?

Trixie: (Facepalms Themselves into Oblivion) And here I thought they could never get anymore dumber......(Turns to Sylvie While Pointing Their Hands Out at the Dabbing Simpletons) You see what we have to deal with everyday, Sylvie!?

Sylvie: Somehow, I can weirdly re-

'BOOHAAAAA'

Sylvie: LATEHETE!!! (Gets Startled and Screamed in Horror as He Makes Himself Fall Backwards on the Floor)

Molly: Sylvie! (Quickly Rushes Over to Sylvie Side Along with the Rest of the Trio)

Jock: (Revealing Himself From the Monster Like Mask He Was Wearing With a Smirk on his Face) Oops! Didn't quite see you there Sylvesta-NERD! (Let's Out a Loud, Boastful Laugh as his Fellow Jockmates Joins amd Gives Him Multiple Hi-Fives)

Sylvie: (Growls in Annoyance as He Rubs his Head and Angrily Shakes his Fist at a Pact of Jocks in Front of Him) Don't you people have anywhere else to be right now!!!?

Jock: ('Scoffs') Of course we have somewhere to be, Einstein. We just wanna make sure if you got yourself a good scared.

Sylvie: Gee, thanks, Randall. I hate it!

Randell: Yeah, we don't care. Blame your psychologicist job for making you look more dorky than you already are.

Sylvie: At least I'm doing something more productive in my life than wasting my time messing with my neighbor all day!!

Randell: So you're a big shot now, big whoop! You're still a four-eyed nerdatron at the end of the day and still an easy target to boot. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have a football game to win. (Finally Takes his Leave)

Other Jocks: (Starts Following Their Leader While Taunting Sylvie in the Process) Later, nerd!/Enjoy the floor nap!/ Don't let the door scare ya on the way out, Sylvesta-LOSER!!

Phoenicia: (Growls as She Angrily Picks up a Bag of Marshmallow From the Counter) His name is Dr. Sylvester Ashling, you UNCULTURED SWAN!!! (Throws the Bag at the Jocks as Hard as She Could......Which Didn't Go as Far as She Hoped Unfortunately)

Molly: (Helps Sylvie Back Up on his Feet) You okay, Sylvie?

Sylvie: ('Sigh') Besides my pride and patience, I'll be fine for now. (Turns to Phoenicia With a Small Smile on his Face) I appericate you trying to get those jerks back for me, Feenie, even if you REALLY didn't have to-ACK! (Gets Pulled into Tight, Loving Hug by Phoenicia Herself)

Phoenicia: There's no need to thank me at all, dear!~ I'd do anything for those I love and cherish, you included!~

Sylvie: (Winces a Bit) I see. Glad to be part of the equation....

Trixie: Say the word, Sylvie. (Starts Pounding Their Fist onto the Palm of Their Hands) And we'll get 'em back when they least expected!

?????: Least expected, huh?~

The gang turns to see Stink & Stonk staring at them with their signature mischievous grins.

Molly: Oh. You guys are finished with your dabbing contest already?

Stink: Yep! Came down with a draw for now!

Stonk: It was epic.

Trixie: (Rolls Their Eyes) Suuuure it was.....

Stink/Stonk: (Glares at Trixie) IT WAS SO!- (Clears Their Throats Before Calming Themselves Down)

Stink: Anywho, after we concluded our epic dabbing challenge, we couldn't help but overheard your little bully dilemma you got there, four eyes.

Sylvie: It's Sylvie. ('Sighs Heavily') But yeah.....You don't know the half of it......

Stonk: Which is why we want in on your vengeance journey.

Trixie: Wait. You....actually want to help us out on this?

Stonk: Heck yeah! We don't just do pranks for funs, we also do them to get back at those who bully and/or prank us first.

Stink: Buuuuuuuuut before we start helping you guys out, we're gonna want something back in return~

Sylvie: (Sighs Once More as Takes his Wallet Out of his Pants Pocket) Alright. How much do you want? I need to save rest of the money pay my rent this month, so I implore you not to ask for too-

Stonk: (Starts Pushing his Hands Back and Forth in the Air) Woah woah woah there, pal. We don't want any of your money!

Stink: We want something more valuable than that.

Sylvie: (Raises an Eyebrow) Which is.......

Stonk: (Uses his Thumb to Rub Up and Down on the Knuckles) Oh it's nothing too grand~

Stink: We just want to have ourselves play the role of the......

Stink/Stonk: Bubblegum Renegade-

Neo Trio: No!

Trixie: It's never going to happen!

Molly: Each of our roles have already been finalized days. Let it go already!

Stink: (Crosses his Arm While Pouting) Alright, alright, fine! We're gonna!

Stonk: (Shrugs at Stink) Can't say we tried, man.

Stink: ('Sighs in Defeat') Yeah.....Okay. How about uhh....uhhh.....(Points at Sylvie) You buy us bugs of candy!

Stonk: Ten bags tops!

Sylvie: (Eyes Widened in Complete Shock) Ten!? Why not just one?

Stink: I dunno. It's the only offer we could think of right now.

Stonk: Either way, we're not gonna reach an negotiation empty handed.

Sylvie: How about I buy you two chocolate bars instead?

Stink: (Snaps his Finger ar Sylvie) Buy us each large size and you got yourself a deal!

Stonk: (Pulls his Hand Out) And we shake on it too!

Sylvie: (About to Shake Stonk's Hand) Fine by- ('Buzz') ME! (Felt Suddenly Shock on the Palm of his Hand Before Quickly Backing it Away)

Stonk: (Let's Out an Awkward Chuckle) Sorry. Forget I have a buzzer attached to my hand. (Pulls Out Another Hand) Here you go. Buzzer free this time.

Sylvie let's out a groan before reluctantly shaking Stonk's other hand, reach the agreement completely.

@aprilbrowines

@epitheterasedunofficial

#epithet erased #trixie roughouse #molly blyndeff #phoenica fleecity #sylvie ashling #stink & stonk #bubblegum renegade #sort of.....#humor #pure friendship #halloween month #also sort of #dabbing showdown #edited

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ooc. hi it's my day off but i've been busy all day. anyways this is me wondering what muse i should conditionally add to this blog:

akaashi

he and i are both salarymen working way too much overtime in the dark world of japanese corporate life. i feel his pain. i understand him-- husk to husk.

i think it'd be hilarious if he studied esperanto (not because i'm studying esperanto but...). esperanto is weirdly popular in japan (more than you would think) and i feel like he'd do it in college thinking it would be a stress relief or something haha

he definitely worked part-time at a convenience store in college and i think it's funny to imagine him doing his homework under the counter during the 2am night shift, then having to pop back up and be super polite to customers who come in drunk at that hour

i like his little hand thing.

lowkey really good at shogi and watches sunday shogi games on nhk television.

daichi

daichi is just so funny his whole rivalry with the basketball captain and hitting the fire alarm/knocking off the vice principal's toupee... but then making a 180 because he's supposed to be a senpai to these rowdy first years and telling them to stop bickering

played so much mahjong while at his police academy. there's something in japanese called 徹麻 which basically means like all-nighter mahjong and it's really common. he definitely did it a lot.

he loves camping and fishing because he's a tohoku boy of course he does.

he's so pretty. that's another reason.

futakuchi

oh he's a nuisance. i taught so many kids like him. i can do him... well i don't think he deserves justice... but i know what he's like.

obsessed with motorcycles and fixed his own (lets go trade school boy). goes on drives every day off when the weather is nice.

snorts when he laughs and/or food comes out of his nose when he laughs.

m... matsukawa......................... (twirls hair)

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stormboundscholar · 6 months

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Journal Entry

December 4, 2023

Hey everyone, welcome back to my blog. I haven't posted in a while, and I must sadly admit this will probably happen again. I have decided to stick to a journal-like type of blog instead so that things are easier to follow.

***Note: This post sadly turned into a rant as I was writing it. It may be a bit of a downer, so feel free to skip this one if you want.

Well, things have certainly changed a lot lately.

Let's start with my social life. It should be the most important part of the human experience after all. It hasn't been great. Even though I didn't appreciate it enough, I was actually well liked by all of my classmates. This sadly changed after several blunders by the school administration. My teachers like me a lot, and (not bragging about it, just a fact) I am the best student in my class by many metrics. Long story short, my teachers sadly showed their favoritism way too much, and I sadly lost some friends over that. I also lost a lot of goodwill with the friends that stayed.

Everyone wants to be at the top, in my current environment that puts a target on my back. I wanted to avoid the worst effects of this by trying my best to be nice to everyone, but sadly I failed. I still try to act friendly with everyone but I've been getting the cold shoulder a lot more than usual. What started as friendly competition has turned into rivalry and I hate it.

Weirdly enough, I have started doing better with my exams. There seems to be a correlation between my loneliness and success. I guess that's a silver lining.

Well, while my exam results are getting better, I must admit that my work ethic has suffered a lot lately. There are just a lot of stressful things I have to juggle at once. My teachers are continuing to hand out tens of pages of homework like usual. The spectre of my University entrance exams are looming on my back like always, getting ever closer. An involuntary, but still sedentary lifestyle is actively hurting my body and mind. I am trying to keep my calories in check to avoid the worst effects but I guess it is still affecting me. I am not a winter person so that's another issue that annoys me from time to time. Lately I just haven't had a lot of energy to study because I have to deal with all that.

I've also been indulging my addictions more and more as of late. My brain just wants the easy serotonin that social media provides. I hate that this piece of shit is basically all the entertainment I have, or I would have thrown away my phone by now... Damn it!

Things were going great. Where did I mess up? Winter is always an unproductive season for me but I didn't think that it would be this bad!

I need to get my shit together and fast. It's possible to handle most of my problems , just a little too hard for my tastes. I still hope that I can return here with good news soon

Well, this unintentionally turned into a rant. I know that it may have been a bit of a downer, but I just had to spill my thoughts out somewhere. Maybe I will try to make a more uplifting post tomorrow, plan what I can do to solve my problems.

In any case, that's all for now. Good night everyone, and good luck!

#diary entry #self improvement #studyblr #productive #studying #online diary #rant

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Dear diary, i got sick today in the middle of school so this got me thinking, how would the f6e members+B(if they're already mc's bestfriend/mutual crush) react to mc getting very sick (like say, a pretty high fever or something) but is determind NOT to go home early because "I'm fine!"(no they're not, mc look like they're about to faint) and, yeah, they're just insisting that they're 'not sick' because they want to act tough/doesn't want to be 'dramatic' over what they say is a 'tiny' sickness?

Ohh, I hope you get better soon! Weirdly enough I also felt a lil sick as I started answering this yesterday, so... 😅

I do kinda want to have a scene like in the story because you can't have slice-of-life without someone getting sick, but I'm not really sure who, where and how that would go yet.

You know, I'm starting to notice that most of Wayne's reactions depends on MC's personality, at least more so than the others. He's more likely to go along with Silly MC—if MC says they're not sick, then they're not sick (although there's still a limit of course, at which point he'll tell JM or a teacher directly and try to pretend he didn't do that).

Otherwise, he'd be a lot more concerned. He still won't get help immediately, but he'll say stuff like they can't have fun together if MC is sick, or if they have a mutual crush, he'll offer to help with their homework, or maybe give them a kiss on the cheek once they get better, to encourage MC to go home.

He'd prefer not to get sick, but he wouldn't make any active efforts to avoid getting sick either. He did get willingly sick with Roselyna once when they were younger.

Rosie would be very conflicted about not being able to give MC a hug. She'd believe MC at first, but she won't be able to focus and will look over them constantly to make sure they're fine, offering to give them food or water (she always has snacks on her bag of course) or anything else she can do.

After a while she'll start doubting MC and tell them they're being more stupid than Wayne for at least not going to the clinic. She'll offer to go with MC, and try anything to get them to do that. She might get all pouty and angry or cry if MC keeps being insistent.

Very likely to get sick along with MC (especially if they have a mutual crush) if they don't go home.

Nope. MC isn't fooling Lily. She'd tell them to drop the act (and that they're not proving anything) a couple of times, maybe get back with a retort about how they're not all that tough that one time, and after that she'd stop bugging MC. She'd look for their twin (or JM) instead to talk some sense into them.

Lily could be stubborn, but she doesn't have the patience to argue with someone over something like that.

Will scold MC (maybe their Twin and Paddy too) for going to school in the first place. That's not very smart, and they might get others sick as well. He'd tell MC to at least go to the clinic, and that they don't have to worry about missing anything. He can easily help them with that after all.

If not, then he's going to tell the teachers, and MC can't stop him. If they have a mutual crush, he'd want to talk about it once MC is better, not realizing that he overexerts himself too sometimes.

B would understand why since they might do the same thing as long as it wasn't serious, but MC's not impressing B here. They're friends already so there's no need to keep that up—if anything, that would just annoy B even more and they'd just say that MC is just making a fool of themself.

They'll stop bugging MC after that, but make sure to check how they're doing every so often. Expect a "Don't tell me I didn't warn you" or "See where that got you" later and grumble that no one listens to them. Maybe they'll just get Rosie's help next time and see if her approach works better.

#dear diary asks #f6e #brandon/beatrice #silentlurker02

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stormxpadme · 2 years

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Whumptober 2022 No. 4 - Waking Up Disoriented & Can’t Pass Out

08/2000

Something was … off.

She was on her side, for starters. She didn't sleep on her side. It had been a while since she'd last woken up so dazed from a nightmare that she'd accidentally phased downstairs right through her bed but it did still happen occasionally. And then not landing badly was so much easier on your back. But here she was, all curled up, with far too much flesh and curves in the way to be comfortable, and her bed smelled not like her favorite washing powder but rather a little like copper and frozen earth, and it was weirdly solid … Oh fuck. "You're not my pillow."

"No. Sorry." Piotr's deep, hoarse laugh rumbled in the massive chest Kitty was bedded against so shamelessly there. "But I've been told I make for a good one."

"Can confirm." Which still didn't explain how the fuck she had ended up lying in some bed, in some room with the boy she most definitely did not have a crush on … Which room was that anyway? When Kitty tried to open her eyes, all she could she was grey shades flickering in the weak night lighting falling in through some window. She thought that could probably be her cabinet over there but the dorms all had the same layout so it was really hard to tell. Especially with a body twice the size of hers blocking her view and her head throbbing as if she'd spent last evening doing shots instead of extra homework. Which she should still be doing, fuck. What was going on here? "Any particular reason we're in my bed?" She decided to just hope it actually was hers though she still couldn't find anything but a wild blur regarding the last few hours on her mind. Because if she'd somehow had ended up drinking, with Pyro probably, and had somehow found her way to Piotr's room instead of hers, then she'd just phase the fuck out of existence right there and then from embarrassment.

"You passed out," Piotr said, quickly becoming serious, but that couldn't be right, that was absolutely absurd and even more shameful if it actually was true because if there was one person she hated to be weak in front of, it was the boy who never seemed to be even for one damn second.

"I most certainly did not."

"Then I'd hate to see the other guy."

"Huh?" That answer certainly didn't help a lot with her confusion. Only when Piotr brushed her hair back from her face a little, a fleeting, feather-light touch grazing her cheek, it dawned on Kitty that maybe she couldn't right see out of her left eye because it was almost swollen shut. And that she probably only couldn't feel more than a weak sting and throb in her cheekbone and nose because that was painkillers, not vodka in her stomach making it hard not to throw up all over Piotr's white sleeping shirt. Like that was going to happen. Enough shame for one night. "I absolutely did not pass out," she repeated stubbornly, trying to sit up because as nice as that hug and that warmth and that smell in her nose and everything was, she had work to do. She couldn't just lay around here even if it was in the most comfortable, strongest arms in the world … The dizziness growing stronger immediately stopped that plan before it could unfold. Fuck, concussion, too. "I just … I just napped. I need to get back to my computer …"

"Doctor Grey kept it for the night. She said to tell you, you can have it back after catching up with the two nights of sleep you're missing." Piotr did his best not to laugh at Kitty's offended hiss, but there was also a faint underlying tone of worry in his voice she didn't miss.

Somehow, she liked that. "Tell me they didn't carry me to the sick bay like one of those drama chicks in the movie." That mortifying thought alone was a good excuse to bury her head a little tighter against that strong chest but fuck, that hurt, and she had to startle back with a wince.

"Careful. You need more pills? Doctor Grey left a whole blister of the good stuff." Piotr nodded vaguely to the nightstand – her nightstand, definitely, Kitty realized with relief – and a huge carafe of water there. "And no," he added, in that slightly too quiet, disapproving tone again when Kitty just shook her head because she was feeling off enough as it was. "She came here with the mobile x-ray. Bobby found you out cold when he came to compare notes but it didn't seem that bad. So, after all that happened lately, Doctor Grey didn't want to scare the juniors by carrying you downstairs. She says there's nothing broken, just a few bruises. You don't have to worry about like, your nose looking weird or anything. I mean, you'd still be absolutely stunning even with a broken nose. Which doesn't mean you should … Ugh, this is why I don't do talking." Piotr covered his face with his large hand which even without the lights on Kitty was pretty sure was glowing in a very interesting color right now.

"I don't know, I think you're not half-bad," she smiled, her own cheeks suddenly feeling far too hot but then quickly changed the subject because … Because things were the way they were, and Piotr didn't deserve the hot mess that was her life for a year or so now, and getting hopes up that would inevitably be crushed so much faster than even this body in his metal form could have done would have hurt so much more. "If you get me your computer here, I'll let you copy biology homework for two weeks when the new semester starts."

"Seriously, Pryde?" Piotr sat up so she slipped down to the mattress and could finally turn on her back, a relief that didn't make up for the loss of nearness though. "Don't you think Ice Cube and you are taking this whole hacker thing a little far? You don't sleep, you're late for workout every day, you guys are always in each other's rooms at night …"

With an annoyed remark about how Piotr did a really shitty Cyclops imitation already on her lips, Kitty shut them again just as quickly, her cheeks feeling only even warmer now when she realized what that untypical gruffness of her best friend might mean, and especially that he knew so well what she was doing at nighttime … "Hey, metalhead? Bobby's really not my type. I hate frostbite. Besides, he's with Marie, you know. We're working. We are so close, don't you get it? If we can get back in the Brotherhood's network, we'll all be a lot safer here. Besides, our score on the X-Men boot camp will skyrocket. At some point, they'll run out of excuses not to invite us on the team."

"Hm." That was all Piotr had to say to that last admittedly quite optimistic hope but Kitty hadn't expected anything else. Piotr was still struggling with a decision most of their group had long made, and maybe – just maybe –, she wasn't actually all that unhappy about it. Being on the bench most of the time was safer.

"Also, Professor Summers will be in a far better mood if he gets his girlfriend back soon. So what do you say, want to get me that PC tower? Just an hour, I promise. I need to check that last code again, and we have at least three potentially insecure ports again that Bobby and I need to check. Besides, U.G.E.R. has sent a demo for another Trojan creator that we wanted to try …"

"If I go, will you stop talking?" Piotr pushed himself to his feet with a heavy sigh, the wooden bed frame creaking from the shift of his massive weight. "Doctor Grey will kill me."

"Nope, she loves you. You never give her work." Kitty just grinned and sat up herself, finally feeling slightly clearer in her head. She wanted to put on something more presentable at least before Piotr came back, not this hideous Sailor Moon shirt … That she definitely … had not been wearing earlier. She was obviously not even halfway orientated yet. Only now, Kitty realized, on the nightstand, there wasn't only a blister and water waiting but also a neatly folded black piece of clothing that she'd done everything to hide from everyone in this house who didn't already know. So that was why she had been feeling icky and heavy and too fucking soft ever since waking up … And chances were pretty good, the last person she'd wanted to know about these alien and burdening kinds of thoughts and wishes she was struggling with, had also seen. Maybe she had made a noise she couldn’t remember or maybe Piotr just knew, because somehow, he always knew, because the light was suddenly on before Kitty could think of wiping the tears of shock and fear from her eyes, and Piotr was sitting next to her again, pulling her close so quickly and firmly that she bumped her nose against his shoulder again, and fuck, that hurt too. But at least it made that sudden lump in her throat go away for more than one reason. But she had to ask because if she didn't, she would be wondering every day from now on if it was maybe just a matter of time until that guy wouldn't seek her out for breakfast anymore or come to copy homework he was perfectly well suited to do on his own or complain about some heavy lifting duties he'd never let anyone else do anyway or for thousand other excuses just to be in her room. She didn't want that to end but if it would, then ripping off the band-aid always hurt less. "Uh … You didn't like, change my clothes, right?"

"No, that would also have been your doctor. She didn't want you to sleep in this." To Kitty's growing terror, Piotr nodded at her binder, both face and voice so casual, so blank that it was impossible to make out if he had an idea what that thing even was. And what for. "She said it's bad for the tissue or something? Not sure, I was too busy not to stare."

"Great. Right. Thanks." Kitty was still trying to sort out in her head what she'd just heard for an elaborate answer, and also a little too pissed with someone not in the room to snap at.

Now Doctor Grey came barging in that whole thing and tried to be smartass after it had taken both an X-Men team member who hadn't even been here half a year and one who had moved out here years ago to find out what had been weighing down on Kitty for so long now. She knew she was being unfair, that the X-Men had a lot to deal with since Liberty Island, and with Magneto's new mutation machine and all …

But that didn’t change the fact that she was feeling very alone with an issue she just couldn't tell the others of her age about, not yet, not while she was still trying to figure it out herself.

She was still crying, but she only realized it when a thick, gentle finger wiped the moisture off her cheeks, again so gently that it never even hurt for a second. "Hey, Freckles, stop that, please. You know I'm not good with this shit. It's alright, I promise, you'll be alright. Just a few bruises, and I really didn't look, okay? And you didn't like, hurt yourself with that thing, Doctor Grey said. Everything still where it should be and all."

Kitty took a deep breath and stopped that agitated hand before it could continue gesturing through the air like a drunk butterfly. Kindness … but courage when needed. Just what she liked – or maybe like wasn't a strong enough word – most about this boy, maybe she could do that too if she really tried. "What if I don't want it to be there? Like … like, this." She nodded down on her chest awkwardly, that was as close as she dared to get to the subject at least for the moment, her eyes wide, pleading, hoping that Piotr would understand and not leave immediately, telling her that she was a far worse freak than anyone else in this damn school …

He didn't leave. He leaned forward for a shy, quick kiss to the corner of her mouth, and those damn hummingbirds in Kitty's stomach started to fly all over again instantly. Yeah, that made it official, she'd never have the balls of that guy. "Then you'd still be you, Freckles. And I happen to like that You a lot. Okay? So no more kissing your desk in the middle of the night." After that, he got up pretty quickly to get that PC from next door because they both could use a second to not look like a pair of tomatoes anymore.

Kitty lay back down with the biggest smile possible on her face and counted the seconds until he came back.

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sherifftillman · 1 year

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🪞💕 about me... supposed I'll give a little bit bout HS me so I fit the right age range here.

Band kid

Played magic the gathering

Show choir (we didn't have theater)

Honor roll

Chubby

Loyal to a few friends

Honestly not much has changed except I work instead of school now lol. For several years I did vaudeville dance shows in my 20s.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ 2k follower celebration event ongoing! ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

i see you as being robin's in-school bestie. you guys met in band, and you have a few classes together, so you end up sticking together for a lot of things. she's forever offering you a ride home, but you tell her you're fine, you've gotta get yourself back to your place asap to make sure you can keep on top of your homework.

which means, five days a week, robin throws herself into steve harrington's passenger seat for him to groan at her in disappointment that, yet again, she's not been able to successfully wingman for him. she's constantly telling him that he's wasting his time, since you have very little in common with him, but his rebuttals that robin doesn't, either, have him win that debate pretty easily.

robin finally wears you down, though, one stormy day. you quietly thank steve and tell him he can just drop you off at the library so that you can get even more work done; there's just something about being surrounded by bookshelves, sat at a desk in front of a giant window with the rain hammering down on it that really gets you in the zone.

throughout the whole car ride, robin's egging you on to talk about all the things you'd usually sneak notes to each other about in class, stuff that steve is also weirdly in tune with considering he's not even in school anymore. it makes the conversation flow way more naturally between the three of you, though, which helps you feel more comfortable sitting a handbrake away from steve harrington himself.

that comes in handy when you recognise his car parked up outside the library when you're done, too, despite you having worked up the courage to simply put up with walking the rest of the way home. the two of you pick up exactly where you'd left off when robin had been with you, too, and carries on all the way as you direct him to your house. he manages to convince you to let him pick you up along with robin every day, though you make him swear that in doing so, he isn't putting himself through any more effort than he would already.

you'd learn later on that actually, getting to yours and then robin's takes him a whole different route than he'd usually take, but by then it'd be too late, you'd be just as besotted with him as he is with you.

#*2kcelebration #fic: steve h

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roxygenstudiesagain · 1 year

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100 days of productivity (1/100) 12/7/22

I don’t intend to make this a daily record, mostly milestones n notable days. I woke up a lil later than I planned but I think I needed the lie-in to deal with all the moments I had to be patient today. I deffo feel like something new is starting, not just coz the semester and year is ending. Just a lot of cool resources falling into my lap and I appreciate it so much!

Today’s highlights

Was driven to campus, had to do my tuberculosis screening. My blister blew up lol. Friday and all this packet hustling for my new gig will be over. At least my boss likes me!

After months of feral avoidance I finally signed up with a new primary care provider! I hope my symptoms didn’t get too unsolvable in the time this took

Stood up for my name and bronouns even though I was nervous. Telling people I’m a boy called Roxy is hard, especially when they’re expecting a girl. I played it cool and grateful and the receptionist actually did a really amazing job handling it. I might ask for her details so I can commend her to her boss

Did a delivery gig that was over 20 usd, did the pickup, got food paid for by my college for me and my wife

Returned one of my portable WiFi hotspots and renewed another And got a 6 month Chromebook loan from the library (will have to tiktok it later). It’s like untouched. So fast. Writing is going to be a breeze.

Created a gif for one of my assignments at college (graphics) and commented on the sharing forum, reviewed all homework to do till the semester ends.

Got my grade back for my screenwriting class! Treatment got 23/25!! I’m happy I’ll take it :)

Sent a message to my professor about the spec script I’m thinking of doing and she approves of it and my potential entry into a very cool workshop ;^) watch this space

Things I gotta do soon:

Participate in screenwriting class at least a lil tomorrow

Get back into regular exercise (bike and ringfit. Hit 100 sessions a couple weeks back)

Keep up doing ukulele practice (I’ve actually been weirdly motivated as of recent)

Diet overhaul, talk with nutritionist about making something that will help me thrive

Book all my medical investigations, especially sleep study/pcos/plantar fasciitis resolutions. Maybe even scoliosis…. Now I have something nearby I can bug about stuff that I’ve ignored for years esp dental

Get into the swing of storyboards for my friends game

Get back into yoga

Establish a routine of communication w my family

Get on top of bills and cards

Pay off visa n sort citizenship

Work till the new semester starts, keep applying for animation gigs, grow LinkedIn and online platforms, folio fixes

Get back into publishing comic pages

#100 days of productivity #studyblr #becoming best self #self improvement #daily blogging #healing #school #academic tumblr #chrome book #trans #transmasc #lgbt experience

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synonymroll648 · 2 years

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I'm just gonna rant here for a sec sorry about that:

I'm like weirdly excited today for no reason at all :D

And idk if I told you (my memory sucks) but I'm doing a Halloween event thingy and I'm kinda nervous but excited for it?? I think it might help me get back into writing and hopefully will give me some inspiration with my Fitz fic (that's fun to say lmao)

Anyways I hope you have a lovely day or night <3

i'm glad you're excited!! and good luck with your halloween event thingy!!! inspiration is lovely, we love inspiration <3

this is. very sweet of your to say. but for the most part your hopes were dashed because my day was kind of shitty. putting my ranting under the cut because i just need to get it out, but i care about strangers on the internet to not forcefully clog up their dashes with it. you're welcome. (but also if you scroll past my ranting you can see pictures of my science teacher's axolotl. just saying.)

i went into fake it until you make it mode about not being sick and convincing my mom i was fine was a little bit stressful but not too bad. school itself was kind of a fucking nightmare. i walked in and almost immediately found out that i'd missed out on even more work than online backup courses had told me i'd missed, from finding out math had gone faster than i'd thoght it had and finding out there'd been an english quiz no one had told me about. almost had a breakdown in math because i'd missed five lessons in the four days i was gone. and math is my hardest class. art i was being a perfectionist over a simple drawing assignment and making it harder than necessary and stewing about family issues because my brain is fun. the only part of my lunch i got to eat during the lunch period was my sandwich, which i scarfed down while waiting to get my coffee before going to my math class to work on shit i'd missed with my teacher. ate only some of my pretzels during my social studies class because that teacher's nice about snacks. found out i wasn't as behind as i thought i was in that class, which was good. science my teacher wasn't there and there was a sub instead so i couldn't ask the questions i needed to ask to catch up on a lab assignment the class had done while i was out sick, and ultimately didn't end up finishing the assignment that the rest of the class started and finished that day (it'll be easy to finish, but still). english was ultimately one of the easiest classes that day because i found out that the two assignments i need to finish in that class have lax deadlines, but it still sucked a lot because i got teamed with a guy that was super disruptive and making it SUPER FUCKING DIFFICULT to maintain my sanity and get work done. i'm a pretty chill person most of the time, but i was literally this close to picking up my metal water bottle and smacking this guy who thinks we're good friends even though i kind of despise him as hard as i fucking could with it because of how much he irritated me, suspension be damned. and my best friend that was there for all the days i'd been sick wasn't there the day i finally got back, and i'd been looking forward to seeing them again, so that sucked. and another good friend was there but i couldn't talk to it very much, which sucked because by the end of the day i just really wanted to ask for a way-too-long hug because i was in that mood of 'do i want to disappear from existence where my problems can't find me or do i want to burn the world to ashes?'. and now i'm back from school and just got done with HOURS of going through math homework that has bludgeoned my brain into a zombie state (which would've beat me up worse if my mom hadn't helped me so much, so shoutout to my mom for being an angel.)

BUT. ON THE BRIGHT SIDE. ON THE BRIGHT SIDE THAT I AM CLINGING TO LIKE A FUCKING LIFELINE. I FINALLY GOT TO SEE MY SCIENCE TEACHER'S AXOLOTL. HIS NAME IS GANDALF AND HE'S SEVEN YEARS OLD AND HE'S FUCKING ADORABLE.

#i'm sorry i would image descriptions but i am. way way way too tired. could literally fall asleep rn #ask #cherryys-stuff

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