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on-wednesdays-we-eat-the-rich · 5 months

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While I was in the shower earlier, I realised that Kitty's relationship with Eleanor is surprisingly similar to my relationship with my best friend in primary school. I was Kitty, if you filled Kitty with extraordinary amounts of rage, and my friend was Eleanor. I must admit our friendship wasn't very healthy. I simultaneously idolised and resented my friend because she made me feel inadequate, like I had to prove I was worth spending time with. She was cool, she was trendy, she was sarcastic, she was judgemental, and she always seemed to have the upper hand. I would try to tell her about something I was interested in and she'd tell me it was stupid and boring. I would suggest a game to play and she would ignore me. I would be having a conversation with her and she would get all pedantic and argue with everything I said. She would randomly go off with someone else and I'd be left with no-one to talk to because I was terrible at making friends. I felt like I had to live up to her ever-changing standards and we'd both get angry when I couldn't.

I didn't realise that she was hurting me until Year Six, when things escalated dramatically and the mild teasing turned into active bullying. It went from "I'm cooler than you" to "I want you to be miserable" very suddenly, and for no apparent reason. We stopped being friends and I avoided her like the plague, but that was difficult to do because practically every girl in our class was at least well-acquainted with both of us, and I was scared I'd be ganged up on so I avoided the rest of them too. Then I got an e-mail from my friend. She was hugely apologetic and wanted to be friends again. I can't actually remember what my response was. I don't think the drama ended there, because the passive aggression and the snide comments and the poking me in the back when we were lined up continued almost until the end of the school year, but eventually the resentment faded. In Year Seven, my friend left school and moved away, and before she left she hugged me. I was honestly happy that things were changing, like we were being given a clean slate and a chance to move on. We could only communicate digitally from then on, and we haven't actually spoken to each other for a bloody long time, but I no longer consider her to be my enemy.

Why did I just tell you my life story? Because I saw a post yesterday that was complaining about Eleanor's "redemption" and saying it shouldn't have happened. Frankly I wouldn't call it much of a redemption. There's no arc to it. We don't see what happens next. We don't know if Eleanor becomes a better person after Kitty's death or if she stays the same. We don't know if she is punished for her bad behaviour or if she's rewarded for wanting to be better. Literally all it is, is Eleanor realising she fucked up and feeling remorse. That's it. Nobody tries to excuse her actions. Eleanor does give us a reason for disliking Kitty: because she thought Kitty had taken something from her. It doesn't take a genius to know that this isn't a fair reason, because Kitty has been nothing but kind to Eleanor, and Eleanor herself acknowledges this.

Considering the whole context of Eleanor and Kitty's relationship, I think Eleanor's behaviour and her feelings about it at the end make sense. It's not that they're justified, because they're obviously not. It's just that it's realistic.

Think about it: Eleanor is a bully. She and Kitty are sisters, probably of similar ages, have grown up together for at least some of their childhood, and seem to receive the same level of affection from other people. Neither of them are obviously favoured more than the other. Eleanor isn't worse-off than Kitty is, nor is she significantly more powerful. They're equals, but Eleanor feels irrationally jealous.

They're both pretty young, and Kitty's naivety and Eleanor's pettiness suggest that they're not the most emotionally mature people in the world, which is fair enough because why would they be? Eleanor's immaturity is shown in the way she treats Kitty. Her bullying is always either motivated by jealousy, as we see in the flashbacks in Something To Share?, or simply because she finds it funny, as we see/hear in the book/audiobook when Kitty's reading from her diary. Her "jokes" do sometimes go into dangerous territory, like when she abandons Kitty for hours when they're playing hide and seek, or when she pushes her into the lake, but as far as we know there is no desire to seriously hurt Kitty, only to embarrass her or to spoil things for her. That's why I think the Six Idiots made the right decision when revealing Kitty's death. They had the other ghosts originally suspecting Eleanor, which makes sense because they know she was horrible, and this just reinforces that fact for the audience, but to be honest, if Eleanor had murdered Kitty that would be a serious escalation from the childish bullying. And from a writing point of view, they'd already had a "supposedly trustworthy family member turns out to be responsible for a ghost's death" plot already in The Thomas Thorne Affair, so doing that again with Kitty and Eleanor might have come across as lazy writing. And I think it just fits better with Eleanor's character and her relationship with Kitty that she didn't kill her. Eleanor is a bully, but she isn't a monster.

Thinking about their relationship, it makes sense, at least to me, that Eleanor had a change of heart right at the end. We know that she didn't like Kitty, but they were sisters and they treated each other like sisters and Kitty never did anything to hurt Eleanor, so it's safe to assume that Eleanor's feelings about Kitty would probably be quite complicated. And considering her immaturity, it's unlikely that she fully understands them herself. I imagine the threat of losing someone you're close to would be a pretty sensible reason to reconsider your relationship with them and wish it could have been different. I don't doubt that Eleanor would have wanted Kitty to go away when she was alive, but she'd be understandably shocked when Kitty is actually dying and she realises how serious the matter is. Even if they didn't get along, Kitty has been a very significant part of Eleanor's life, and everything is going to be different without her. I think that's what Eleanor is worried about, and that's what triggers the realisation that she's been horrible to Kitty and Kitty didn't deserve that treatment.

Eleanor isn't some kind of cartoon villain. She's a person. Not necessarily a good person, but still a person. And I can tell you from experience that sometimes real-life people have an unexpected change of heart. To be honest, Eleanor's makes more sense to me because I know what caused it. My friend's apologetic e-mail literally came out of the blue. For all I know, it might not even have been genuine. I still feel hurt by the way I was treated by my friend, but I know that's in the past and I can't change it so I might as well live with it. I've forgiven my friend, because I've tried holding a grudge and it's exhausting, and I know history won't repeat itself. Things are never going to be the same between us and that's okay.

Eleanor doesn't get forgiveness. At least, not that we see in the show. Kitty thinks Eleanor was a good person but that's because she wasn't aware that she was bullying her. The other characters in the show know how bad Eleanor was and make no excuses for her. Everything she did to Kitty is clearly shown as abuse, and the closest thing she has to a redemption arc is simply her own realisation that she was wrong.

Was this plotline executed flawlessly? Probably not, nothing's perfect. And I don't expect everyone to agree with me, but I hope my argument at least makes sense to everyone. If you're unsatisfied with how the show went, I'm sorry, but the only solution I can give you is: fanfiction. Read it. Write it. Immerse yourself in it. You can do whatever you want with fanfiction. Go mad. Write the ending you wanted and don't harass the show's creators.

#bbc ghosts #kitty higham #eleanor higham #character analysis #yes i made this personal #no i don't care #sharing my life story helps me articulate my thoughts #the person to whom this is a sort of counter-argument made another point that i've had a lot of Thoughts about #so i might write another essay in response to that as well #i'm doing this instead of my homework btw #which just goes to show that i value my special interests more than my literal career

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13eyond13 · 1 month

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#here's some of the classics on that list i have beef with btw:#i have tried to read A Confederacy of Dunces several times and it's funny but it's also so cringe and Ignatius is so obnoxious #that i find it too difficult to finish like i just feel depressed and bad for everybody around him too much #i tried reading Infinite Jest like a decade ago and i got like 200 pages in and i remember thinking it felt like #such a slog the entire time because he's just so gd wordy and also i stopped liking DFW after i heard the abuse allegations against him #frankenstein i didnt read that long ago but i just remember finding it so boring for some reason?? i feel i might need to read it again #dracula ngl i feel like im cheating a bit saying ive completely read it because i loved the beginning and then HATED so much of the rest #the characters were just so boring and melodramatic hahaha i just liked the part where jonathan was doing a travel diary #and trapped in the castle tbh and after that i skimmed quite a bit #i almost flipped my shit when i saw ender's game on there because I ALWAYS mix it up with ready player one by ernest cline #which i bought the audiobook of a while back and hated every minute of it i dont think its good at all #but it wasnt that so phew my faith in this list is somewhat restored #i read most of the first game of thrones book and was disappointed tbh maybe because id seen the show already #so i was like 'this feels almost exactly the same except worse?' because i'd been expecting it to give me more depth and insight #into the characters but instead it felt exactly the same and i still didnt love any of the characters enough to feel attached to them #also i am fully aware me not personally liking or vibing with a book doesnt mean it doesnt deserve to be considered great btw #but i think if youre gonna be like me and force yourself to go through a bunch of lists like this very seriously then you also need to just #let yourself be like 'yeah not for me' without feeling too bad about it sometimes too #often times i dont particularly love the classics or 'important books' but at the same time #i still feel like im getting more out of reading them than just grabbing the newest hyped up books that also dont do anything for me #maybe not in a 'wow i loved reading this' way but in like a #'i now have first-hand knowledge of this thing that is so influential / so frequently referenced'#or 'this challenged me and i feel like i did a mental/emotional workout or gave me some new food for thought'#or 'made me more aware of what gaps in my knowledge and reading skills and what my tastes are too'#sort of way...#it really just depends on what you're reading for and why and what you're hoping to get out of it a lot of the time maybe #it's like the homework i give myself to go through these lists that i also intersperse with the stuff i read more just for fun #p

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fluff-n-cookies · 5 months

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Hey, love! I’m new to this, so sorry if I’m doing this wrong :) You can call me Moon btw. I love your writing and appreciate how it’s all platonic!!!! I was wondering if you could do Aizawa (and maybe Mic or whoever else you want) with an introverted teen he took in asking to braid his hair, and getting lost in thought and humming while listening to him complain about work or something. It’s fine if not <3333

Hi Moon! It's nice to meet you! I am so so so so sorry for replying so late. I was feeling burnt out and just really needed a break. I hope you understand. I was also hoping I could use this prompt for other characters so if you’ll give me permission I’d love to use your idea again for different characters. :)

Aizawa never liked coming home. He never liked the blinding white light bulbs that came with his crappy apartment and was too lazy to change, he didn’t like the smell of coffee and dirty dishes he felt were too overwhelming to do. He used to only have the energy to eat some soggy cereal and pass out on the couch before getting up to do hero work in the morning, or 2 am, or come home at 11 pm but that didn’t matter, it was just the same thing every day.

But now, he had you. Being the sole survivor of a strange house fire at 1 am and having no memories whatsoever and having been considered shy and introverted. You were one with no guidance, no past and a future unknown and uncharted. And while you had been proven to have the intelligence of a child your age and then some, you had little to no knowledge of much else. You were a young girl in need of love and protection. (at least to him.)

So he took you in, begrudgingly, at first, but he soon felt a sense of comfort in your presence, a sense of happiness even.

He even decided to pick up a parenting book or two, and found some mommy bloggers as well. I mean, what else is a man to do except try and be a good parent to a child he loves ever so dearly?

He learned he needed to make food for said child, instead of living off take out and what he can find at the convenience store next door. Children also need to live in a clean environment, so that is what he did, he tries to at least do the dishes and laundry regularly now.

Guess he needs to listen too, because he often finds himself listening to your rants about school and homework, as well as the rants of your hobbies, about what you did today, how you felt today, so many things. And I guess, just a hunch, that his life was finally falling into rhythm.

But it remained mostly the same.

Tonight was no different.

It goes;come home, take off shoes and coat, check if you’re awake, make some ramen (and some for you too if you are awake.) complain, go to bed.

So here he is, tiptoeing to your room at the end of the hallway, careful not to wake you if you are asleep. Only to find that you are, in fact, awake. The warm light bulbs he installed in your room peaked through the crack in the door you had left for the cat to come at the ungodly hours of the night. You could also see the various trinkets and hobbies you had picked up over your 4 years of living together and made your room the heart of the whole apartment. Lively and bright. And there you were, hunched over your desk watching a video on your computer, fiddling with a piece of origami paper, attentively following the instructions from the video to try and make an origami frog.

It took about 10 seconds to recognize he was there, smiling, happily at your antics. You smiled a little, but that smile made it all worth it to do what he does, be a hero and a single parent both at the same time, a smile that could light up even the darkest of nights. You did a little run too, you ran a little run to get to him but still tried to be light on your feet so as not to bother the neighbors.

Always so considerate. He thought.

It was a regular routine really, for him to get you from your room and make some ramen, but as you two sat on the couch, TV was buzzing with the latest new stories (who needs a dining room table? Just use the couch! Why waste the space? It is the perfect space for your plants so for your plants it will be!) Something different happened today.

For in the smallest little voice, he heard you squeak out,

“c-can I braid your hair.” a slight tremble in your voice

Now that was a surprise,

“What do you mean?”

“I’m sorry, I meant it as in can I do your hair, I’m sorry I shou-”

“Sure.” he replied nonchalantly.

“What?”

“You can braid my hair. Go on, the hair ties are in the bathroom.”

“Oh.” there was a pause. “Okay.”

Here he was, out in the dead of night at 12 in the morning, a young girl braiding his black locks of hair while he complained about PresentMic’s antics while eating convenience store ramen. For once in his life he felt at peace, as the world slowed down he felt himself slowly understanding. Understanding that it may be over, the repetitive nights of the never ending loneliness. It’s over.

And it starts here, with you, with tonight where you braid his hair and listen to him rant about the outside world. But here it’s safe, in this crappy apartment with the cool light bulbs and the distant stench of dirty dishes and the coffee he had this morning. It's okay. Life is okay.

Maybe he wasn’t doomed to have the same routine every day over and over again.

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luffyvace · 4 months

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SHOTO HCS FOR HIS DAY

THIS GIF IS SO CLEANNN 🤩 ANYWAY TODAY BABY SHOTO CAME INTO THIS WORLD AND WE GON TURN UP WITH SOME HCS‼️‼️

#turn up w shotoooo🤪

At the beginning of your relationship it was definitely giving awkward phase..

but don’t worry it definitely won’t stay like that forever

but for now he’s doing little gestures he knows you’d like

buying tickets/seats to any concert/movie you said was your favorite

Anime cons too

he likes to share his soba with you

yes typical, but he’s not self absorbed or anything, so if you want to share ‘okay!’

if not he will bring snacks he knows you’d like to school and give it to you during lunch

he likes to hang out in your dorm a lot

it gives him a warm sense of home

very comforting to him

he doesn’t really know what to do much in relationships but the amount of effort, time, thought and care he puts into it makes him seem so knowledgeable about them??

like shoto I thought you said you’ve never been in a relationship before?? 🤨

tbh the awkward phase doesn’t necessarily seem awkward it’s just, a lot of your time is spent in silence or quiet chit chatting

I mean unless your a extrovert who likes to talk

after you get out that phase though

he starts to be more confident

he likes to trace your hands (and face, in private)

he will kiss your knuckles, not because someone told him it was romantic, but because he really likes your hands

Soft, big, small, rough, long, short, slim, chubby, vieny, bro he just likes your hands!!

he doesn’t break eye contact much either

this might have intimidated you at first because he has a strong gaze (or maybe it didn’t)

but it’s more so of him observing every detail of your face

if feel like if shoto spoke his mind a little more he would be sooo romantic

like instead of the conversation going

“uhh need something shoto? You’ve been staring at me for a while”

“oh nothing I’m just observing your every feature so that even when I close my eyes I can remember the way whatever god that created you sculpted your ethereal face.”

it’s going

“Uhh yeah? Your staring, why? 😅”

”oh” *looks away*

LIKE WHAT??

that difference is TOO huge 🤦‍♀️

random

You love the way shoto softly smiles around you

it makes you feel special

btw shoto probably won’t introduce you to his family for quite a bit of time for two reasons

1: he doesn’t wanna get you involved with his mess

2: if you two don’t work out he doesn’t want his business on the streets

now of course he trusts you but you can never be to cautious, he doesn’t go around blabbing his business, why would he want you to??

the solidarity silence is real

like, he could be reading as your working on homework with music playing in the background

Maybe you occasionally ask him for help on some questions

and he occasionally sips some tea momo made

speaking of which momo is your biggest supporter

along with izuku

shoto likes to go to the beach either really early or really late for two reasons

1: not many people are there

2: you get to watch the sunrise/sunset together

3: he likes the feeling of walking on sand

And yes I said two and added a third one bc he really likes the beach

I’m gonna make the other half of these hcs about his day bc it is! <3

so all of class 1A gets up early everyday, weeks before shoto’s big day to start planning :)

you get up early and others start working on the decorations, others buy gifts and needed things, y’all even buy him a outfit!!

and your going all out because you told everyone shoto told you he never celebrated bc of his past :(

so your bigging it up this year!!

you bought him a soba maker to store in his dorm<3

and yes it was very expensive bc it’s high quality!!

it’s so worth it for him tho

everyone’s gift varies depending on what they bond with him on

although shoto is kinda to himself so you had to help out some people but that’s okay

some people set things up, others wrap gifts, another making a card, ironing his outfit, etc! Bright and early on his big day!

when he gets up that day he’s truly in shock

he doesn’t know what to say

”…….you guys planned this?”

he figures your the main instigator since he told you

and he was right :)

first you planned the amazing breakfast momo made for him, it was delicious

next you guys went rolled skating

then you all went out for lunch

after you guys came home and opened gifts, along with a party you invited friends to, such as class 1B, shiketsu, etc everyone! 💓

lastly you all eat dinner (soba) & party til midnight before hitting the hay ♥︎

and man I summed it up a lot bc it was epic!!

there were so many funny moments and you can bet Mina recorded every second of it!!

She sent it to the group chat and shoto saved it

he looks at it quite often

It was a ”brings tears to my eyes” experience for him 💖💖

He’s so happy about it, and he tells you all about how happy it made him, opening up to you even more as you cuddle in bed late that night

💛

ABSOLUTELY ADORABLE ENDING IM SO GLAD I WROTE THIS!!

I’m gonna try not to miss too many anime character’s days but i can’t guarantee..LOL!

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ninebluehearts · 1 year

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Hi so I was reading some of the stuff you wright (which btw it’s all freaking amazing) and I was wondering if you could do a Joel x ftm reader where they were dating before the outbreak and then the outbreak happens. the day Joel and Tommy got separated Joel thought it would be best if reader went with Tommy (due to what happened with sarah thinking he couldn’t protect him and he doesn’t want to loose the only other person he loves) be safe even though Joel and reader were both heart broken reader agrees. Later on when Joel gets to Jacksonville Ellie all ready know all about reader so after Joel hugs Tommy reader yells out his name and they hug for a long time crying and just happy to see eachother. Little bit later reader find out about Ellie being infected and Joel and Ellie get scared (mainly Joel) that reader isn’t going to like that but instead reader asks her how long she’s been infected and Ellie tells her however long and reader says something along the lines of ‘ longest I’ve ever seen a kids last but hey try being infected for 2 years’ and Joel and Ellie are both confused and I just turns out reader is infected I really wanted to ask you cause I like the kinda touch or spark you add to your fics!

Sure thing, my love!! I love this idea so much tbh 🤌💗

Warnings(MDNI): Some smut, violence, miscarriage (pig, not human though), just proceed with caution :)

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"I'm home!" Sarah called out, taking off her muddy boots before she made her way into the kitchen, where you were already working on making her a snack.

"Hey baby! How was school?"

"It was alright, I guess. Mrs. Addison was talking about predicates again." She plopped down onto the barstool across from you, setting her backpack on the seat beside her.

"Speaking of, did you get a grade on that homework we worked on the other night yet?" You asked as you slid a plate of fruit towards her, all of them cut into many different shapes, though stars seemed to be the most common.

"Yeah, I got a ninety-two." Sarah tossed a piece of kiwi into the air, catching it with her mouth.

You huffed, your hands coming up to rest on the curve of your hips. "How? Which one's were wrong?"

Sarah's lips began to curl up into a slow smirk. "Now, I don't get to say I told you so very often. But..."

"Nope." You began to pull dishes from the sink, organizing them onto the counter beside you as you filled the sink with hot water and dish soap. "I know for a fact that the answer wasn't B."

"So, you're saying Mrs. Addison is wrong?"

"Yup."

"The same woman who's been teaching English for twenty something years?"

"Yup."

Sarah shook her head, chuckling as she began to pull her homework from her backpack. "Did Dad say what time he was gonna be home?"

"I think he said around seven, but you know how your father is." You said, scrubbing at a stuck piece of food on a plate with your thumbnail.

Sarah simply nodded, eating another piece of fruit from her plate before gently pushing it to the side, replacing it with her pre-algebra workbook.

You always loved how easily you and Sarah could work around each other, both of you working on completely different tasks, though you could still enjoy each other's company.

You and Joel had been dating for over three years now, and though that may not seem like a very long time, you were still very much so considered family all the same. Sarah called you Mom and Tommy liked to call you 'sis' every now and then.

You knew that Joel was a little nervous when it came to the topic of marriage. Things didn't end well with Sarah's biological mother, and he didn't know if he could go through that again with you. Though with his not-so-subtle hints, you had a feeling that would all change soon.

It was nine when Joel came home.

Both you and Sarah were curled up on the couch together, the end credits of Breaking Dawn part one rolling down the TV screen before you.

Joel gently hooked his arms under Sarah's back and under her legs, successfully detaching her from your embrace without waking her up. You on the other hand, woke up with a start, immediately reaching out for Sarah.

"Shh, I've got her." Joel whispered, smiling at how possessive you were over her.

You simply nodded, a yawn taking over once you relaxed.

Joel disappeared upstairs for a moment, leaving you to pick up the dinner mess you and Sarah had left on the coffee table and in the kitchen. As you began to wash the small load of dishes in the sink, you felt familiar arms wrap around your waist, causing you to jump at first.

"Jesus Joel! I didn't even hear you come down!"

Joel chuckled into the crook of your neck, taking a deep breath as he molded his body against yours. "You're cute when you get scared, you know that?"

You shook your head, placing a dripping plate into the rack beside you. "You're late, my love."

"I know."

"Again."

Joel let out a long groan, pulling away from you so he could lean against the counter next to you instead. "Chris gave us the wrong parts again. I swear to God, Tommy nearly kicked his ass. Fucker had a vein popping out on his forehead and everything."

You both laughed at that, soon allowing small talk to take over as Joel helped you clean up the rest of the kitchen. You soon both fell into your same old routine: Joel showers while you do your skin care, you both brush your teeth together, then Joel picks you up bridal style, carrying you to bed.

"Do you have to do this every night?"

"Damn right I do." Joel suddenly dropped you on the bed, climbing on top of you in an instant. "Why? Do you want me to stop?"

You shook your head, slipping your fingers into the damp waves that were Joel Miller's hair.

"Good." Next thing you knew his lips were on yours, his hand haphazardly reaching over to turn off the lamp, knocking over a couple of books and a tissue box in doing so.

The next morning you stared at Joel's sleeping face with a smile, taking in every detail; every wrinkle and scar. He was truly the most beautiful man you've ever seen.

The way the streak of morning sunlight lit up his features made butterflies erupt in your stomach, making it nearly impossible for you to not reach over and touch him. You brushed a strand of his hair away from his eyes, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his nose.

You watched as his eyes fluttered open, a look of confusion that quickly turned to lust crossed his gaze. "G'mornin' baby doll." He slurred, sleep evident in his tone.

"'Mornin' honey. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you yet."

"S'ok. I needed to get up anyways." Joel rolled onto his back, groaning as he extended his arms out to stretch, soon settling back into a comfortable sleeping position once again, his eyes fallen shut.

"Hey." You crossed your arms and rested them on his chest, setting your chin on your forearms as you looked at him.

Joel hummed, not opening his eyes.

"Happy Birthday." You said, pressing a kiss to his shoulder.

"Mmm, thank you, baby." Joel lazily brought his hand up to stroke your hair, brushing the stray pieces behind your ear. "I love you."

"I love you too." You murmured, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. When neither of you pulled away, you sat up on your forearms, deepening the kiss as you slipped your leg over Joel's hip, his hand coming up to grab the back of your thighs, pulling you closer.

The blankets fell to rest on your lower back, reveling your upper half to the cool air. You pulled away from the kiss as you sat up, placing your hands on Joel's chest. "Want a preview of your birthday present now?" You asked with a smirk, gently biting your bottom lip.

"Damn right I do." Joel reached over and grabbed a good handful of your ass, shivering at the low moan you let out.

A loud knock sounded from your bedroom door, making both you and Joel jump. "It's seven thirty! Come on, I'm making breakfast!" Sarah called out, knocking on the door one more time for good measure before she went downstairs.

You sighed, a small smile tugging at your lips. "Rain check?"

Joel nodded, his hand unexpectedly smacked your ass, making you yelp as you climbed off of him.

"Don't push your luck."

"It's my birthday. I can do whatever I please."

By the time you got home from work, Joel was still out on a job with Tommy and Sarah was presumably still next-door, helping Mrs. Adler bake cookies.

With nobody home, you decided to take some time for yourself. You cleaned up the house, threw dinner in the oven, then headed upstairs for a shower. By the time you came back downstairs, hearing the ovens timer sound off, you walked in to see Sarah already pulling the dish out of the oven for you.

"Oh, hey! When'd you get here?" You squeezed your hair with the towel one more time before you draped it over a nearby chair, walking over to the cabinets to pull out two plates.

"Just now." Sarah pushed a container of cookies towards the top of the counter with a grimace.

You raised your eyebrow, finding it strange that she wouldn't want a cookie. "What did you guys make?"

"Rasin."

You nodded your head, a look of disgust crossing your own face this time. "Well, you could give 'em to your uncle. God knows he'll eat anything."

Sarah gave you a small smile, hooking her finger on the edge of the plate full of pasta and dragging towards her. "By the way, is there anything going on today? There's a lot of police out for some reason."

"I noticed that too! I'm sure it's nothing. That new mall opened up downtown, so it could be shoplifters again." You picked up your own plate before heading into the living room. "Come on, we've still got part two to finish!"

And with that, Sarah picked up her own plate and followed you, brushing off the previous conversation.

You and Sarah turned to look at Joel when he walked in the door, silently taking off his coat and dropping his keys in the bowl besides the door.

"You're late." Sarah crossed her arms, trying her best to seem firm.

"You're cute." Joel said as he walked by, ruffling her hair before kissing the top of your head, plopping down on the open seat between you and Sarah.

He went on about why he was late getting home again, mumbling something about the wrong sized headers as he took off his boots. "Ah, never mind. Doesn't mean anything to ya."

Sarah glanced around the room, raising her eyebrow. "So. Where's that cake you promised?"

Joels hands came up to rub his face, a deep groan sounding from behind his palms.

You and Sarah exchanged a look.

"Come on, man."

"I know, I know." His hands fell to his lap, fixing his gaze on her. "Look, I'll pick us up one in the morning. I promise."

"Swear? Or else you won't get your present."

Joel sat up, a smile creeping onto his face. "You got me a present?"

"Swear."

"On my life."

Sarah reached behind the pillow besides her for a moment before retrieving a small box, silently handing it to Joel.

Joel glanced at you with suspicion; you held up your hands. "I dunno what it is."

Joel opened the box to reveal his old watch, though instead of the shattered glass and dead battery, the watch looked almost brand new.

"I got it fixed for you."

Joel picked up the watch and held it against his ear, a soft look of confusion washed over his features. "Did you?"

"What?" Sarah grabbed his arm, pulling it towards her so she could examine it. Once she realized the watch was fine, she rolled her eyes, plopping back against the couch.

Joel let out a laugh. "Gotcha!"

"You're lame." Sarah said, all three of you laughing along.

"Where'd you get the money for this?" Joel asked Sarah, silently asking for your help to buckle the watch on his wrist.

"Drugs. I sell hard core drugs."

You rolled your eyes, giving her a disapproving Mom look.

"Better than what I do." Joel muttered, admiring the watch.

"It was only twenty dollars.. Which I stole from you." She elaborated once she saw the look Joel gave her. "I could've stolen sixty, but I put the change back because I'm an honest thief."

"Mhm."

"Besides, it's the thought that counts. You were never gonna do it for yourself, so.."

Joel stared at her, letting the room fall silent for just a moment. "Thank you." He went back to fidgeting with the watch; Joel was never amazing at showing his emotions, but both you and Sarah could tell he was grateful.

You nodded at the pillow behind Sarah, watching her eyes light up. "Oh yeah! There's one more." She pulled out a DVD case from behind the pillow, causing Joel to grab it from her once he realized what it was. "I borrowed it from the Adler's."

"Oh! This is the one with the deleted scenes!"

"Yeah, imagine how bad those have to be."

Joel handed you the case, excitedly showing you where it said ''deleted scenes.''

"Come on. Pop it in; we've gotta celebrate your birthday." Sarah said with a soft smile.

You got up and shoved the disk into the player, plopping back down on the couch when you were done. Both you and Sarah curled into either of Joel's sides, causing a wide smile to spread across his lips.

"Now, you guys can't fall asleep now."

"Of course not. It's too riveting." Sarah said, making both you and Joel huff out a laugh.

Of course, you and Sarah fell asleep.

It was midnight by now, both you and Sarah remained huddled up against Joel's sides, your soft snores buried under the screams from the movie.

Joel's phone began to vibrate on the coffee table, making Sarah stir beside him.

"Hello?" Joel whispered when he answered, trying not to wake the two of you.

You woke up not a moment later, Joel's conversation and the TV became loud enough to wake you. You listened closely, hearing Tommy's muffled voice on the phone.

With the way Joel let out a long sigh and the rambling on the line, it sounded like Tommy got arrested again.

"Okay." Was all Joel said before he hung up, mumbling a quiet, "Fucking idiot." Before trying to figure out how he was gonna untangle himself from the couch.

"Who was that?" You whispered, sitting up so you could stretch.

"Fucking Tommy got into another fight. I've gotta go bail him out." He slowly slid off of the couch, turning to gently pick up Sarah.

You silently followed him upstairs, opening Sarah's door for him before making your way to your own room. Knowing Sarah was asleep, you didn't bother closing the door as you got changed into your pajamas.

"I'll be back in an hour, okay?" Joel said from the doorway, watching as you pulled on a pair of cotton shorts.

"Alright, just be safe, alright?"

Joel gave you a quiet nod, which put your mind at ease.

You walked over and gave him a kiss on his cheek. "You know I love you, right?"

Joel pressed his palm against your cheek, kissing your forehead in return. "I know."

You both nodded, saying your goodnights before you made your way to your bed, hearing Joels keys jingling from downstairs.

Knowing he wasn't home made you anxious. You couldn't help but think back to the conversation you had with Sarah earlier, about the police and such. You had a bad feeling in your gut, but you had no choice but to push it away.

Nothing bad is going to happen. Everything is fine.

You repeated the mantra in your mind until you soon fell asleep.

Your eyes snapped open when you heard Joel scream your name from downstairs, his boots thumping against the stairs as he jumped up them.

You reached over and turned on the light, looking back to see Joel racing towards you.

"We've gotta go right fucking now."

"What? Why-"

"Now!" He grabbed your arm, pulling you out of bed and back downstairs.

You managed to grab your coat and shoes before you got outside, seeing that Sarah and Tommy were already in the truck.

Joel helped you into the backseat before he climbed in next to Tommy in the front, yelling at him to drive, though he was already stomping on the gas pedal.

"What the fuck is going on Joel?" You asked, sitting on the edge of your seat so you could see where you were going.

You watched as Tommy turned around in the yard, turning back onto the road. The headlights of the truck illuminated the Alder's yard; both Mr. and Mrs. Adler stumbled out of their home and towards the road, both of them covered in blood.

"Holy shit, Joel! We have to help them!"

Joel still didn't say anything to you. "Drive." He told Tommy, making both you and Sarah's eyes go wide.

Tommy hesitated for a moment, but then stomped on the gas, successfully hitting Mrs. Adler.

You held your hand against your stomach, a wave of nausea washing over you. Your ears began to ring, making it nearly impossible to hear what they were saying.

Sarah kept asking if you were all sick, Tommy yelled at the car that almost hit the truck, Joel tried to comfort Sarah and give Tommy directions. It was all such a mess.

You slid over a seat, wrapping your arms around Sarah to comfort her. You were both shaking, fearing the unknown.

"I've got you, baby." You whispered, gently dragging your nails along her back. Though she melted into your embrace, she continued to shake, her quick heartbeat thumping against your shoulder.

Soon you were in the city, where hundreds of people ran around the streets like chickens with their heads cut off; some were even covered in blood. Some seemed to be chasing the others.

Some were eating people in the streets.

You covered Sarah's eyes, refusing to let her see such a sight. It took everything in you not to throw up yourself.

Time moved by so fast it all felt like a dream.

And god damnit you hoped it was.

Tommy and Joel fought over where to drive to as crowds of people flooded the streets. And over all of the screaming, you could hear a quiet whistling sound.

Against your instinct, you turned to look out the back window, seeing a plane rapidly heading nose first towards the ground.

"Joel!" You screamed out, making Joel turn to see what was wrong.

His eyes went wide. "Fuck! Tommy, go now!"

But it was too late. The plane crashed into the ground with a squeal, making all of your ear's tense. That was the last thing you remembered before you blacked out.

When you finally came to, Sarah was lying next to you in the flipped truck, watching something outside of the shattered back window.

You turned to see what she was looking at; the sight draining the blood from your face.

A man was sitting on top of a woman, his mouth firmly planted on her neck, causing blood to stream down her collarbone and shoulders.

You recognized the man. He had come into the store this morning, telling you about how his wife had suddenly fallen ill with some kind of flu, you recalled.

"Sarah?" Joel called out, grabbing his daughters' hip. "Shit guys. Don't look at that." He started untangling Sarah from the vehicle, trying to quiet her whimpers as he worked.

Tommy pried open the door closest to you, hooking his arms under your shoulders and dragging you out.

You screamed in pain, your arm twisted out of place.

"Ah fuck!" Tommy muttered. "This is gonna hurt like a bitch.." And before you could register what he was doing, he grabbed your arm and twisted as hard as he could, snapping it back into place.

Your breath caught in your throat; the pain so sharp you couldn't even make a sound. Tears welled in your eyes as your arm throbbed in pain. And though you didn't want to get up, Tommy pulled you to your feet anyways, making his way over to the end of the truck.

"Is she okay?" Joel called out, trying to look for you.

"I'm fine!" You called back, finally catching his gaze for a split second. And in that one, single moment, you felt safe.

"We have to get off of the street!" Tommy yelled out, a cop car slamming into the end of the truck not a second later.

The cars were stacked on top of one another, both of them engulfed in flames. You and Tommy searched for a space to see Joel and Sarah, the smoke making it nearly impossible.

Once Tommy found a clear space between the two vehicles, he told Joel to head for the river and that he'd meet him there.

"What? We can't get separated!" You protested, looking at Tommy as though he were crazy.

"We ain't got much of a choice!" Tommy pulled a gun out from behind him, handing it to you. "Come on!"

He grabbed your good wrist and dragged you towards the ally, though you still tried to protest.

"Fuck, no Tommy! I can't kill anybody!"

"Again, you ain't got much of a choice." You both ran through the streets, trying to hide from the masses.

You had to stop to breathe for a moment. You were shaking and hyperventilating, the stress made your body begin to shut down.

"What the fuck are you doing? We have to go now!"

You tried to run again, but your vision was beginning to go out; black slowly closeing in around you.

"Fuck." Tommy muttered, wrapping his arm around your shoulders so he could drag you along with him.

By the time you got to the river, you saw a man towering over Joel with his gun pointed at him; Sarah laid in the grass nearby.

Tommy shot the man without hesitation, all of you standing there in shock.

Sarah's sharp, quick breaths filled the air, turning your attention to her. "No."

You raced over and dropped down besides her, covering her bleeding stomach with your hands. "Baby no!"

Joel was suddenly next to her, his eyes wide as he stared at your blood-covered hands. "We've gotta go-" He tried to pick her up, but Sarah screamed out in pain, pushing him away. "Come on babygirl! You've gotta get up!" His voice cracked as he yelled for her to get up, desperately trying to find a way to make it better.

You placed your hand on his shoulder, your throat tightening as tears swelled in your eyes. "Joel honey.."

"No! Look, she's okay! See? Come on baby, tell 'em you're fine!" Joel hugged Sarah against his body, tears streaming down his cheeks as he muttered please over and over again.

You wrapped your arms around Joel and Sarah as best you could, breaking down when you felt Joel's hand squeeze your arm for comfort.

Seventeen Years Later...

"No, I'm fucking done with this shit!" Tommy said, shoving the door open as he stormed out of the broken-down building, you and Joel hot on his heels.

"You ain't got a choice Tommy! What else are you gonna do? Settle down somewhere nice? Huh? Let me remind you that the only other life there is out there is in another fucking QZ!"

"So, you'd let them murder innocent people rather than fight for a better life? All because you're too scared of some government?" Tommy asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

Joel scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Nobody's innocent."

"No, but everyone's a survivor. And I don't know about you, but I'd like to revive the human race, not help end it!"

Tommy had been aiding the FireFlies for the past three months now, claiming that they were trying to bring peace to QZ's around the continent. And though you agreed with them in theory, you thought they were going about all of this the wrong way.

You gently wrapped your hand around Joel's arm. "He's not wrong-"

"Jesus Christ! Now you?" Joel tore his arm away from you, stomping just a few feet away from you both. "I mean fuck! Y'all act like I want to do this shit!" He let out a humorless laugh, rubbing his hands over his face.

Tommy walked over to him, setting his hand on his shoulder. "Come on man. We'll leave these bastards behind, and we'll figure out something else- something better, okay?"

Joel shook his head, shrugging off his hand. "There ain't nothing out there Tommy!" A vein began to show on Joel's forehead, making your heart clench.

"Then you can keep doin' this shit on your own, because I'm done." Tommy stormed back inside to grab his stuff, leaving you alone with Joel.

"Listen-"

"You're going with him."

"What?" Your brows furrowed together; confusion evident on your features. "I'm not going anywhere without you-"

"You're goin'!" Joel snapped, surprising both of you with his tone. "And that's final."

You stormed over to him, pointing your finger in his face. "You don't get to tell me what to do. I can look after myself just fine, thank you."

"Good. Because you're gonna need to."

"What are you saying Joel? Don't you want to be together?" Your rage quickly faded as you studied his features, realizing what he meant. "No. Joel, we've been together twenty years- I can't lose you now. Not when we've come so far."

Joel placed his hand on your shoulder, finally allowing his eyes to meet yours. Seeing the tears welling up in your eyes hurt him on so many different levels. "I'm sorry." He pressed a kiss against your forehead, his entire body trembling against yours.

"Don't do this." You whispered, closing your eyes as the pain of losing him washed over you.

Without another word, Joel turned around and walked down the street, leaving you in tears.

"Joel! Fuck! Please come back!" You screamed out, your voice cracking as a sob began to rise in your throat. You felt Tommy's hand on your shoulder; you turned, hugging him as tight as you could as each sob wracked through your body.

"He'll come around." He said, though he didn't know how much he believed that himself.

About two months later, you and Tommy ran into a woman named Maria in Jackson, Wyoming.

You and Tommy had been walking for hours at that point, trying to find some kind of civilization that wasn't completely corrupted by the people or its own government.

You had asked if you could take a break for a moment, deciding that the open field that surrounded a river would be the perfect place to breathe.

Tommy reluctantly agreed, saying that you had five minutes while he went to find a place to 'take a piss,' in his own words.

You laid back on the ground for a while, closing your eyes to take in all of the smells and sounds of nature, trying to ignore the chill that always seemed to creep in through your heavy layers of clothing.

Though when you opened your eyes, a woman stood behind your head, pointing a gun in your face. You'll admit, Maria always knew how to make one hell of an impression.

She invited you and Tommy to come and live in the commune that the two of you hadn't even noticed; it's enormous gates only stood but two miles from where they had found you.

It's safe to say you both accepted. Though you agreed to keep an eye out for anything suspicious.

It had been months since then, and Jackson life seemed to be a perfect fit for the both of you.

It didn't take long for Tommy and Maria to begin dating, though you always knew there was something between the two of them.

And while a few different men in the commune tried to worm their way into your heart, you made it known that you weren't looking for any tenants at the moment.

Two years later and you still couldn't seem to let Joel go.

You had no idea if he were still alive at this point, but you held out hope. He had to be out there somewhere; you could feel it.

And while Jackson was absolutely perfect, you didn't get to stay here for free. You were paired up with a farmer named Kenny, the both of you tasked with taking care of the pigs and chickens, making sure their pens were clean and they had plenty of food and water.

"Morning Kenny! How's Miss Q doing this morning?" You asked as you closed the pen's gate behind you, reaching over to pet one of the pigs that were happily munching on their lunch.

"She seems to be doing a lot better after your last goodnight kiss." Kenny gestured towards the pig in question, who was playing in the mud with her baby piglets.

"Ahh, I'm glad to hear it! I was worried about her for a while there." Miss Q the pig lost one of her piglets during birth two weeks ago and she seemed to be in a funk ever since.

"You're tellin' me." Kenny said, handing you a shovel. "You start on the chickens while I refill their feed?"

You simply nodded, taking the shovel and heading out towards the chicken coup to clean out their pen.

On your way over, you heard men yelling commands to one another, and not a moment later the gate was open, allowing a group of people to come inside.

They already made a supply run the other day, so you didn't have a clue as to what they could be doing outside. Deciding to mind your own business, you walked on, making a mental note to ask Tommy about it over dinner.

That was, until you heard it.

"Tommy!"

Your eyes went wide as chills ran down your spine, your breath caught in your throat. You dropped your shovel, walking down the street towards the gates.

The closer you got, the more you believed it could actually be him. You saw Tommy holding the man in a tight embrace, carrying on a conversation you couldn't make out the words to.

You picked up your pace, now racing towards the men as fast as you could.

Hearing the sounds of boots stomping against the ground, the man looked up, his wide eyes staring straight into yours, making you stop right in your tracks.

"Joel." You whispered, your soft pants causing little white clouds to block your vision for a moment.

Joel pulled away from Tommy, gently brushing past him as he made his way over to you.

"Darlin'-"

You practically jumped on him, digging your nails into his back as you held him impossibly close, tearing up at the soft chuckle he let out.

"I'm here baby, it's alright." He whispered into your hair, holding you just as close.

You stayed like that for a while, neither of you wanting the moment to end just yet. You've wondered around for the past two years feeling as though you were missing something- like you weren't complete. And this was it; Joel was your missing half.

"Sooo, this is her, I assume?" You heard a girl say from behind you. You turned to face her, smiling at how cute she looked with the millions of layers of clothing.

Joel cleared his throat, introducing you to Ellie.

You shook her hand, giving her a warm smile. "I'm impressed, honestly. You're the oldest kid I've seen in a while that isn't completely stuck in a QZ."

"You should be. It isn't easy trying to survive with this asshole." Ellie said, making Joel roll his eyes.

"I got you here in one piece, didn't I?"

"Eh, the jury's still out."

You couldn't quite put your finger on it, but there was some kind of connection between the two of them. Even when you all were eating dinner in the cafeteria later on that night, you could see it.

And when it finally hit you, you couldn't help but tear up a bit.

You vividly remembered all of the dinners you had with Joel and Sarah over twenty years ago, listening to their playful banter and having to step in when one got offended.

"So," Ellie began, pulling you from your thoughts. "What happened?"

"What do you mean?" You asked, taking a sip from your glass of water.

"How did you and Joel get separated. Bastard won't tell me."

"Ellie." Joel warned, staring at her with a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

"What? I'm curious!"

"Things just didn't work out, honestly. We both needed time away from each other I guess." You felt Joel's attention shift to you, though you couldn't bare to look at him in that moment.

Of course you were glad he was back, but that didn't make two years of heart break just go away with a snap of his fingers. It was going to take time.

Disappointed that your answer wasn't as interesting as she hoped, Ellie went back to eating her dinner.

"So, you never told me what brought you all the way out here. Tell me everything." You looked between Joel and Ellie, resting your chin on your fists.

Joel cleared his throat, glancing at Ellie before focusing on you. "Marlene wanted me to bring her out to Salt Lake with the other FireFlies."

"Why?"

"Uh- You know how Marlene is; she doesn't tell any of us much of anything-"

"You know Marlene?" Ellie asked, suddenly interested in the conversation.

"Sadly." Your eyes slightly squinted as you stared at Joel, looking him up and down with suspicion. He was always a horrible liar. "She always had a stick up her ass last time I saw her."

"Really? She was chill with me. She didn't even freak out when she saw that I was infect-"

Joel let out a loud cough, turning in his seat to look at Ellie with wide eyes.

"You're infected?" You asked, a small smile beginning to tug at your lips.

"She is, but listen-"

You held up your hand, cutting off Joel. "For how long?"

Ellie glanced at Joel, almost as if she were asking for permission before answering. "A couple of months."

You watched as Ellie pulled up the sleeve of her shirt, revealing a scarred over bite mark on her forearm.

You traced your finger over the skin, marveling at all of the cordyceps veins that spiraled around the bite. "Hm." You leaned back in your chair; Ellie pulled her sleeve back down. "How do you feel?"

"Fine, I guess. It's a little weird to know it's there though."

"Eh, you'll get used to it. Try being infected for two years." You said with a laugh, taking a sip from your drink.

"What?" Joel sat up straight in his seat, his eyebrows furrowing together.

"Oh, yeah!" You stood up and set your foot on the table, rolling up your jeans to reveal your own bite mark that lay just above your ankle.

Joel stared at your leg for a while, your conversation with Ellie was nothing but mumbles to him at this point.

It was his fault. If he hadn't been such an asshole then maybe this never would've happpened..

Joel stood from his chair, hurrying out of the room without saying a word.

"I'll be right back." You told Ellie, hurrying after him. When you got outside, Joel was leaning against the side of the building, a hand on his chest with his eyes squeezed shut. "Jesus Joel, what's wrong?"

"M'fine. Go back inside." Joel waved his hand out to dismiss you, trying to conceal his pain.

You placed your hand on his back, frowning when he flinched at your touch. "Hey, look at me."

"Baby-"

"Look at me, Joel."

Joel finally looked up at you, meeting your piercing gaze.

"Breathe with me?" You asked as you took a deep breath in, following up with five more when he began to copy you.

He took another deep breath by himself this time, standing up straight. "I swear, I don't know why those keep happening."

"They're panic attacks, baby. I'm sure everyone in the world gets 'em at this point." You pressed your back against the wall, crossing your arms over your chest. "What caused it?"

Joel shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Was it my bite? If so, then you have to know that it wasn't your fault-"

"Of course it was my fault." He put his hands on his hips with a huff. "If I had just- been there, then maybe things would've been different.."

"But I'm fine, aren't I?"

"And if you weren't? What would I have done then, huh?" Joel snapped, now inches from your face. "I can't live in a world without you. I've lost too much already."

"C'mere." You grabbed the edge of his shirt and pulled him close to you, leaning up to press a kiss to his cheek. "I'm safe. You're safe. We're safe. Okay?"

Joel stared at you for a moment, fear evident on his features. He pressed a kiss to your forehead, holding you firmly against his chest. "Okay."

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squishosaur · 5 months

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DO YOU HAVE ANY PJSK HEADCANONS? SPECIFICALLY KOHANE ONES BC THE DRAWINGS YOU MADE ARE SO CUTE AND I NEED TO KNOW

YEAH KOHANE'S MY FAVORITE SO 💞💞💞💞

she is fat. let's get that out there first and foremost.

she's pan & ace. vbs is poly and sapphic to me. you wouldn't understand. i can't explain it. the others are all bi fyi

she still wears her glasses most of the time!!! they can pry those out of my cold dead hands.

she's a furry. i have not decided if that means the hampster is her fursona for reals or not

she has anxiety and is comforted by soft things. toya sometimes gives her stuffed animals, an will give her hugs or let her braid/play with her hair, akito is probably the Worst and goes "here. whatever" and throws a jacket at her face (lovingly).

she's a good study buddy and likes to help with homework/projects or just give pointers! she probably has silly mnemonics and stuff too

she has cute stationary with animals on them!! akito is always embarrassed to borrow her pencils lol

she's a demigirl btw. 😊

OKAY ODDLY SPECIFIC?? she has a bunch of lanyards for no reason. they've all got different designs and pins on them. polka dots, puppies, worms on strings, lightning bolts, phoenix wonderland, etc. people have started just giving her buttons and pins just because.

horrible texter. will rewrite the message about 6 times and may not send it even after all that. sometimes she will just send stickers or emojis instead. her responses can be a little long and she gets really flustered over typos.

a lowkey picky eater. she prefers cereal without milk, plain toast/bread (no butter), etc. she doesn't like eating around people and will ask for "whatever they're having!" at restaurants to not make a fuss or "being weird" in front of people. she also doesn't like ordering.

hhhmmgng i have more but they're mostly for the whole group lol ✌️✌️

#askbox!#headcanons #doodles #my art :>#digital art #kohane azusawa #project sekai #prsk hcs #snek tag 🐙#SORRY I DRAFTED THIS YESTERDAY THEN. FORGOR TO POST

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yawnzzznnn · 6 months

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hihi! i was wondering if i could request haemin x fem reader and he’s like comforting her after she’s been burnt out from school, if you’re uncomfortable with this that’s completely okay! thank you so much anyways! your writing never fails to put a smile on my face btw, i’m always excited to see read your works! 🫶🏼

✂Addictive Love - Haemin~ ༝༚༝༚♡ﾞ

✂Special thanks too: Anon, Haemin, 8Turn

✂Note: I'm still sick and can't really focus but I hope you enjoy ♡︎ also happy Halloween everyone

✂TW: Slight angst : crying : stress : school : homework : Bones cracking : Haemin basically babying reader : sitting on Haemins lap : Haemin changing reader : reader wears makeup :

✂Taglist: @bunnie-stay-p1ece

✂Words: 619

10-31-23

Doubt filled your mind as you skimmed through the pages your professor provided you, the deeper you went into the text book more tears piled in your eyes, before you knew it you were a crying mess. Unbeknownst to you, you're boyfriend of two years Jung Haemin, was planning a surprise for you.

He noticed you've distanced yourself. Only staying at school or, in your room studying or, doing homework. While you were sobbing over you're text books Haemin had arrived at your house with a huge bouquet, arranged of you're favorite flowers. Haemin noticed how quiet the house was while he was taking his shoes off, no matter how hard he listened he couldn't hear you're pencil, you're sighs of frustration, nothing he heard absolutely nothing.

Worried, Haemin set his journey up the stairs, off to your room. Softly calling out your name after approaching every room, finally he made it to your room. The sound of your silent cried through the door broke Haemin's heart immensely. He slowly creaked the door open so as to not startle you, seeing you curled up on your seat tears running down your face, caused Haemin to almost drop the flowers.

Rushing to your side, Haemin sat your flowers on your desk, embracing you in a huge hug, "hey your ok...don't worry ok? It'll all be over soon, Don't worry about it" Haemin whispered in your ear petting your hair. Before rocking the two of you back and forth, Haemin picked you up, before quickly sitting in your seat and, placing you on his lap, after 30 minutes or so you're tears calmed down.

Before you could speak Haemin shushed you pushing you back into his chest "shh don't say anything. You don't have to explain anything to me...just rest ok?" Haemin assured in a soft voice. Haemin continued to rock you back and forth, almost like a mother would, to stop her infant from crying. Upon noticing you've fallen asleep, Haemin unwrapped one arm from around you, still rocking you with his body and other arm, as he flipped through the pages of your text books and packets.

Once gathering the information he needed Haemin grabbed you're pencil and began writing, his hand writing an exact replica of your's writing down answers he knew pausing to think on one's he didn't. A few hours later Haemin finished you're work, while still rocking you back and forth on his lap. Hooking his arms under you're butt he lifted both you and him up, his bones audibly cracking as he stretched.

Making his way over to you're bed he sat you down, before going to your closet to grab you're sleep clothes, making his way back over to you he changed you into you're pajamas. Grabbing makeup wipes to wipe off whatever you had on, once he got you're makeup completely off he brushed his fingers through you're hair.

Admiring your peaceful face. Haemin eventually laid down next to you tucking you and him in, turning towards you kissing you're head, then eventually falling asleep with you nuzzled deep in his arms. The next morning Haemin made sure you got your flowers, of course keeping one so he knew when they died and, made you memorize what he wrote down assuring you "don't memorize the formula's instead memorize the answers" he told you, making sure you were stress free that whole day.

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kimbap-r0ll · 2 years

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Hi! So I hope this is okay if not don’t worry about it then!

During potions class the ADuce combo accidentally made a potion that trapped MC in there mind (the potion was meant to be a simple brew lord know how they did what they did) so the dorm leaders must go into mcs mind and bring them back in the “drivers seat” MC never told anyone about where there from or there fam so what they see when they enter saddens them. When they first entered they see an MC that looks about 6 guiding them to the first memory. It’s Mc trying to stop a fight between there parents. Following little Mc again they then see Mc trying to take care of there mom and little siblings. The third memory was when mcs mom died, it foggy switching from when she died, the funeral and finally Mc taking on all responsibilities at the age of 14, the final memory they see is an internal one. Mc crying over all the overblots Crowley never helping worry about there siblings it’s all to much. And finally little mc disappeared leaving the mc they all know. Broken crying just wanting a break and true friends. (IM SO SORRY IF THIS IS BAD I HOPE YOU CAN USE THIS!)

Hello, thank you for the ask! To anyone that experienced anything like this btw, I hope you are doing well right now. It's not easy when a family member passes away, or seeing relatives fighting, and I know there isn't much a blogger can do other than write words, so I hope that this virtual hug can brighten your day even by a bit. This one does cover some darker material so I will be making a cut after the title. Other than that, I hope that the headcanons come out well.

Dorm Leaders react to mc's past (family hardships)

tw: parents fighting, death

You blacked out after drinking a potion and Ace and Deuce were panicking while looking for someone. They just happened to run into a dorm leader, great.

Thankfully they're more than happy to help you get out of a situation, so they come running to the rescue!

Riddle

He's shocked to see himself somehow at a person's memory, but even more when he sees a small version of you. He knew he had to help but this was a first timer for a skilled magician like him. First of all, he wants to ask if you can see him but it seems that it's like a movie instead where he can just watch.

He sees your parents fighting, and it causes his hands to go flying to his own ears. It's one thing hearing yelling but seeing parents fighting reminds him of things from home. It's something he understands.

He then sees you take on the responsibility of being your siblings guardian, and it pains him to see that you have to do so much at a young age. He reaches out but can't put a hand on your shoulder.

The next time you see him, his voice is a lot softer and he acts more patiently than his stiff self when with you. You laugh, asking him if he's okay, and he smiles warmly that he is, and that he's glad that you're smiling at him. You're confused but giggle at his remark. He can only hope he can keep making you smile like that.

Leona

"Get me out of this you furbrained idiots," he groans, "I didn't sign up to suddenly enter their childhood." But he stops complaining the moment he sees a child version of you talking to your siblings.

You seemed to be warning them not to go downstairs, and that mom would be okay because you were taking care of her. But behind you it seemed like a loud argument was going on. Leona furrowed his eyebrows, a family fight was what it looked like.

The scene somehow switches and you're taking care of a few younger children while doing your homework. It looked like you hadn't slept in days. You seemed to hold back tears of frustration as you muttered to yourself how you need to keep yourself strong.

You won't hear him ask about your past nor see him act nicely like Riddle. But the next time you ask for a nap with him, he'll hug you tighter than before. He can't do much about changing your past, but if he can at least give you more time to rest let it be that way.

Azul

He wants to get out of here and get you to safety as fast as possible. But then he sees a small version of you crying and trying to pull your mother away from your father.

The two of them were throwing swear words and were close to throwing the vases near them. You were stuck in the middle, tears streaming down your face and not being able to do anything. "YN!" Azul tried to shout, but his voice didn't reach you. He knows how parents fighting can pain you, his own parents did that and those memories sometimes wake him up at night. He wants to find an exit for you fast.

Then the scene changes and you're standing in front of a few of your classmates, thrown to the lockers of your school. "I heard you were parenting your siblings? What did you do, fuck your brother?" one of them spat. Then they began to call you things, and he couldn't help but shake his head while covering his ears. It was like the things he experienced when he was younger, getting bullied and being helpless.

When it's all over and you see him again, he hugs you. You laugh, asking him what happened, but he doesn't say anything. He just tells you that he's glad to have met you, and that you mean the whole ocean to him. You pat him on the back, saying you love him too, but not realizing he's crying tears because of how much it pains him to know you went through so much.

Kalim

He's trying to pull you out but you're like a ghost, his hands just run through you. He sees you shouting at Crowley, who seems to be almost like a faceless creature and more like a reflection on a mirror. You're telling him you can't stay here longer and you have siblings to take care of.

He had seen you with your siblings earlier in the memories, where you were trying to make them stop crying by saying you were watching over them like your mother, but breaking down into tears yourself when you were alone in your room. He felt like crying too.

You cried in your memories, wanting true friends and saying repeatedly how much you wanted someone to just treat you like a human. He shouted your name, wanting to get you out of here, but it wasn't working.

When it's over, he's crying and running to you the next time you wake up. He slams himself to you and you laugh, asking him what was going on. "I LOVE YOU Y/N, DON'T FORGET THAT!" he shouts, squeezing you harder. He knows that you've been through hardships that he never went through, but if he can do anything to help, it's hopefully by reminding you everyday how you are like the sun to him.

Vil

He's already wishing he didn't help haha. He wants to go back, out of this foggy mess until he hears a child's voice crying "stop" over and over again. He turns around and sees a small you.

It's you, but you're trying to stop two people from continuing a screaming match. He scowls; adults fighting in front of a child and making them stressed? As if your health wasn't already damaged when he first saw you, seeing you stressed as a kid and by parents fighting made him want to whisk you out of that situation and slap the parents for not thinking about the kid who's obviously wanting them to stop. But he can't reach you, and it just makes him more desperate to get you out of this.

Then later, after seeing you struggle with your mother's passing and the siblings you had to take care of, he saw you crying to yourself and complaining about the overblots. You said to yourself that you weren't able to take more stress and that you had to go back to your family who needs you. He bit his lip, he knows he's part of the problem. He'll need to apologize as soon as he gets you out of here.

When you wake up, he's sitting next to you, perfect face and everything. But he doesn't greet you with his usual annoyed voice, and instead softly asks if you're alright. When you nod, he closes his eyes, and sighs. "Thank the great seven. If you need anything, just know i'm here for you and..." he takes your hands. "I know words don't work the best, but know that I am grateful for how much you have helped me and the entire school, thank you for being strong."

Idia

He's nervous, and his shaky voice is repeating your name. But then he sees you trying to calm your siblings down as they complain how "mama isn't here" or so. He doesn't need to hear more, he gets it. You're taking care of your siblings as you're parents aren't around. He wants to go in and help you, but can't.

He also understands that this must be like a hologram and waits for the next memory to play, and it shows you arguing with Crowley to no avail and then finally you in a dark room. You look beat up, almost helpless like you really don't have anything left.

You ask for help, for a true friend, for a way back home to get to your siblings. But nothing answers your calls. He feels his body stiffen, knowing that the feeling of loneliness is gnawing at you. Loneliness hurts him too, but he can't imagine how bad it must be for you, especially with you being from a completely different place.

When you wake up, he acts the same around you, but you do notice that his touch is a lot softer. He asks about your siblings, and you share stories with him about the funny antics they do or the nice things you did with them. You notice that Ortho shows up more often with him too, which makes you happy. He just wants to make the most of a family-like feeling for you to feel better in, and hopefully he can help find a way back home for you.

Malleus

He knows what this potion does, and he's ready to face whatever memories might show up. But he wasn't expecting to see you trying to stop your parents from fighting, a small fragile version of you standing between large adults. He furrows his eyebrows as you're eventually pushed out of the room.

Then he sees you in front of a gravestone, telling yourself and your mother that you'll do your best to take their place. You're shaking, nails digging into your palms. But what happens next isn't something he was ready for.

He hears you crying, a cry for help but for friends too. You say you just want to be treated normally, like a human. This hits him, hard. You're lonely. You're like him, feeling as though there's no one to turn to nor to smile with. He can't help but call out your name though he knows it's futile, he wishes he could do something to make this end faster but it goes on.

When you wake up, he smiles at you like he always did and asks if you're alright. You say you feel a bit dizzy, but he then takes you by the hand and offers to take a walk with you. He knows that loneliness hurts, but if he can do even a little bit to make you feel like there's someone there for you, he will. "Y/n," he stops during the walk. "Know that to me, you are the world, and I will continue to be by your side no matter what." You can't help but smile at his words.

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v3nusxsky · 1 year

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Hello, love! Hope you have a wonderful time today.

Can I request a multiverse fic where y/n (shoulder length hair, younger, slightly taller than lesso) is from the modern world and got picked by the storian to be the new professor for the newly combined school for a new subject (swords play + henchmen training), so she's neither an Ever nor a Never (if she did, she'd be a 60%Ever 40%Never reader). She's kind of a kind and playful tomboyish girl (daily wears, behaviour etc) but not above being cunningly evil while punishing students as she see fits which is how she caught Lesso's attention.

They've been bickering and bantering each other for a while now, y/n calling her Nora instead of Leo or Lady Dean instead of Lady Lesso like everyone else when she's teasing her, which Lesso secretly likes but will never admit it.

She reaches her breaking point on the night of the winterfest ball where y/n come wearing a suit looking hot and catching everyone's attention (ref: black haired Elaine Markinson). How/why she explodes is up to you (feeling is mutual btw).

You can also make it implied smut (bottom Lesso, she secretly love other people being in charge over her) and implied intersex y/n. Their nickname after being together is little raven for lesso and little pigeon for y/n.

I know this is pretty specific and might be hard for you but it's up to you if you want to omit certain details or to twist it up to your liking, I'm fine with anything!

I hope you dont find this like an essay homework or some sort 😂

Love the works you do, hun. Thank you so much for writing those stories.

-💜

Hey anon! I really enjoyed this request thank you so much for sending it and the details really helped. Thank you for your kind words I adore writing and knowing you all like what I write is the best feeling.

My very own Raven| NSFW

*Authors note~ I love how detailed this is and the descriptions just helped make this flow. I'm sorry about changing the word pigeon but I couldn't make it flow:( I hope you enjoy this loves*

Trigger warning~ intersex reader, dominant r sub l

Prompt~ see ask^^

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Being from the Morden world, being picked to teach at the school for good and evil was a unheard of experience. Now for you this was a challenge you'd love to face head on but for it had caused some hassle from others in your life. The day you left was the day you finally felt free. Free to express yourself and be who you felt you should be.

The newly merged schools had a new list of classes for the students. Although joined, they still liked to separate themselves into their schools. Some traditions were made and some were formed. Instantly, you feel in love with the school and the students in it. But one lady in particular caught your attention. The one and only Lady Leonora Lesso. Due to you being a new teacher you also had to be sorted into your side, however what was most concerning to everyone was that you didn't fit into either side fully. No you had come out being 60 % Never and 40% Ever. Luckily for you, you had a class that was joint of Evers and Nevers. Swords play and henchman training is what you were to be teaching the students and you couldn't help but feel the excitement bubble through you. Truly this was a subject that fascinated you and suited you down to the ground.

Truth be told you were often referred to as a tomboy, the clothes you wore tend to tight fitting pants and a top tucked into the pants. A nice pair of healed boots and your shoulder length hair was slicked back into a neat ponytail. The boots added to your height making you stand just a few inches above the Dean of Evil. The attire was absolutely perfect for your job. That provided you with the confidence you needed by making you comfortable in your own skin.

You normally held a quiet and sometimes shy demeanour, and your heart was full of kindness until the situation called for a harsher approach. Your students knew you to be fair but strict. That commanded them to mainly behave for you, but you had a few fun times where a student had overstepped, your punishment ensuring they wouldn't stray from the rules again. And those punishments are what lead to you to being in this game with the Dean. You had managed to get underneath her skin not that she would admit it, you challenged her and that was something she would not lose. You knew the effect you were having on the women watching as she glared hold in your head after you called her "Nora" instead of "Leo" or "Lesso" was exciting for you. How far would you be able to push her until she snapped?

That snap came on the night of the annual Winterfest ball. You had opted to wear a black tight fitting suit. The outfit highlighted your assets perfectly, the crisp white blouse had just enough buttons undone for the black lace of your bra to peak through. Your hair in its signature ponytail, and a black blazer that buttoned up just underneath your cleavage. The outfit paired with some nice heals and a beautiful chunky necklace. Your makeup was light, not something that anyone had seen you since your arrival. You knew you looked good, you felt confident and comfortable and that showed as you strode into the ballroom.

Eyes instantly drawn to you, as you strutted across the room to grab a drink. Slyly you snuck a glance in the direction of Lesso, pleased to see her eyes were trained on you, seemingly devouring you then and there. The gaze was anything but pure and that made you shiver in desire. Deciding to really push it tonight you made sure to swirl your drink in your hand before taking a sip keeping eye contact with the women before sending her a cheeky wink. Next, when you were sat you made sure to sit a little unlady like, hands resting on your inner thigh as you caught her gaze once more. This time you rolled your eyes as a cue. You were bored. And quite frankly you wanted her to make a move, this cat and mouse game of bickering and one upping each other was great. But having her in a bed, you could think of many other games you truly desired to play with the women.

Something snapped in Lesso as a Ever staff member boldly flirted with you. You were hers. Well you weren't but you should be! And she was going to make damn sure you would be hers. So she approached alluding her usual sexy confident aura. The Ever teacher soon scampered away in fear of the red head. Which allowed her to drag you out of the hall and towards your chambers. Yours were closest and truthfully neither of you could wait any longer. All the teasing now overwhelming you with an unholy desire.

Your secret was hard to hide. It was rather thick and long standing proudly to attention with your need for the older women. You felt her gasp when her hand found it. With a quick glance you saw how the lust clouded her beautiful irises and she mumbled, "is that um a"you cut her off with a kiss to stop the stuttering words, her thoughts failing her as she battled with the newly found desire to be taken by you. Normally dominant, Lesso was surprisingly a innocent submissive in the bedroom and her discovery only made that need more poignant. "I'm intersex Nora" you whispered when you pulled away for air. The fear of rejection you felt was quickly squashed as a moan tumbled from her lips at the thought. You smirked. "You like it Nora" you whispered in her ear causing her to nod enthusiastically. "Please god please fuck me" she moaned for you, submitting instantly to you. "With pleasure" you mumbled before claiming her lips once more and backing her onto the bed.

It was safe to say, you'd never experienced sex to be like that. You had brought her to paradise so many times and normally that's all you'd do is pleasure your partner, but no Leonora had surprised you by sinking to her knees and taking your impressive length in her mouth. Being intersex meant you still required the protection and you did take those precautions but the older women had really made you climax more than once meaning you'd used your stash up now. That's the only reason you decided to stop for the night and settle into bed together. Lesso snuggled up onto your chest absolutely spent from the multiple orgasms you had bestowed on her. "Are you alright little raven?" You murmured before dropping kisses into her gorgeous locks. "Mmm my dove I'm perfectly well thank you my love" she whispered back dropping kisses to your bare chest as she fought sleep. Here in this moment you knew you'd found your forever despite the fact it wasn't perfect, you both would make mistakes but at the end of the day, you never wanted to lose this.

Word count ~ 1525

#fanfic #lady lesso #sfgae #leonora lesso #lady lesso x reader #lesso x reader #leonora lesso x reader #lesso smutt #lady leonora lesso #dean of evil #anon request

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rinnyman · 6 months

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Spotify Headcanons pt. 2

At long last!

Part one here

Disclaimer: I ship Alejandro and Rudy so I wrote it in’s as a poly relationship but if you don’t like it that way you don’t have to read it like that. Laswell in this is completely platonic btw.

Alejandro

Definitely has a lot of Latin-American music on his playlist.

Probs has country music as well but prefers music without lyrics

Has lot of slow music so he can play if while cooking with his partners and dance with you or Rudy in the kitchen while they food simmers or burns

The three of you would end up laughing and order something off of DoorDash instead.

He will listen to what you sent him but he’s secretly glad he has Spotify Premium because he’s skipping the songs he doesn’t like.

Rudy

Mostly country and Latin rap

probably a little bit of rock music

He doesn’t listen to much so he isn’t sure what to send you so he just asks you what music you like and send you a playlist made for you.

He treasures the playlist you sent him but he apologizes for not listening to it.

Laswell

This woman listens to Mitski and Girl in Red and you can’t change my mind.

You will find a fair share of classical music and maybe a bit of Jazz music in her playlists.

She listens to soft music that you’d play when it’s raining or you’re studying

She definitely helps you with your homework (she calls you kiddo as a nickname)

She would smile as her wife, Anne, brings you guys fresh tea and cookies. (That woman is so sweet and make it obvious how Kate fell in love with her)

She’ll look through your playlist and smile at the songs she knows.

Horangi

Despite popular belief he does not listen to K-pop.

He actually prefers lo-fi hip hop

He has a playlist he listens to when he is getting set for missions.

He will listen to your music and save the ones he likes in a playlist with a picture of you as the cover.

Very soft boi and will sleep to his music while cuddling you

König

Lots of rock and rave music

He uses music as a way to help with his anxiety with his earbuds in when in crowds.

He has a few soft songs and when they come on this man will look at you with a dopey smile before asking you to dance.

It’s awkward at first but you guys eventually get it even if the song had ended and you were just dancing to whatever was playing now.

He tries to be gentle with you but he isn’t awkward about it.

If you send him music he saves the playlist and listens to it on deployment when he can’t sleep.

If you have anyone you’d like to see please feel free to send in an ask. I’ll gladly put them in the next one. I am doing these in groups of five.

#my writing #alejandro vargas #rudy parra #kate laswell #horangi #könig #cod headcanons #music is my love language #Rinny writes #konig mw2 #mw2 #cod mw2

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papaya-047 · 2 years

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do you think your could do one where ron gets needy and a bit horny and is basically trying to drag the reader away and she eventually goes with him and they u know but it’s slow and sweet ?? you don’t have to ❤️ love your work btw 😘

I did my best! I hope you enjoy it even tho I do pussyfoot around writing actual smut :) 💛

It was a quiet afternoon in the Great Hall, mostly because all the rowdiest students were at Quidditch practice. So you were left with a few of your peers for another one of those rare days where everything was calm.

You were playing cards with some friends from varying houses when the gryffindor team came bursting through the door. Your eyes immediately scanned for one redhead in particular. Ron was doing the same and once he found you he rushed to your side trying his best to hide the excitement in his march.

He quickly slid next to you and threw his arm over your shoulder. “Hey beautiful.” He says into your ear before attacking your neck with a flurry of kisses. It startled you that he would be so affectionate out in the open, but it was sweet and the worst thing it could do was tickle.

You giggled and pulled away slightly to try and get him to stop. “You're distracting me Ron” you feigned a serious exterior and went back to the game of cards.

Ron tried to focus on the game you were playing, but not knowing the rules made it harder and harder to seems interested. With his arm still on ur shoulder he guided you closer to his side and moved his arm down to rest at your hips.

The motion had caused you to come face to face with a smell you only had to encounter after Quidditch. The smell of sweat and grass overpowered the smell of butterscotch you had come to associate with Ron. “You need a shower.” You said, still focused on the cards in front of you.

“Only if you're there with me…” his breath was hot on your neck as his hand slowly moved from your hip to your ass.

“Stop it, you're very distracting.” Your voice was quiet but your tone did not match the volume you spoke at. He removed his hand from your ass at your request, instead using it to move a few strands on your hair away from your face and behind your ear.

You smile at the action and turn to face the boy next to you. His freckled face was slightly muddied and his hair was sticking to his forehead from sweat. You ruffled his hair and he smiled before you returned your attention to your opponent.

But before long Ron’s hand landed on your thigh. Your eyes widened knowing what was coming as his hand slowly moved up your leg under the table. But stopped before landing on the one place you wanted him to touch most.

“Okay!” You slammed the cards on the table harder than intended, “I…” you tried to come up with an excuse to leave, having trouble focusing as Ron rubbed his thumb back and forth teasingly. “I have homework to do. Yep. homework. Come on Weasle!” Ron scoffed at the nickname you used when you were frustrated with him. You grabbed his hand from your thigh and dragged him away.

“Did you not realize we were in public?” You said as you both made your way to the dorms.

“I just couldn’t help myself when you're so hot and you’re sitting right there.” Ron had opted to walk backwards so he could face you.

“Well, you should learn to keep it in your pants from time to time Ron.”

“Come on, you know you love it.” He teased, leaning forward to kiss you.

You tried your best to break away from the kiss as you were right in the middle of the hallway but your knees weakened as he pulled you closer by your neck.

Ron snaked his arms around your waist and the next thing you knew he had picked you up. You laughed in surprise at the sudden movement.

You had now been whisked away to Ron’s dorm. Pressed up against the door the moment it was closed and locked in place as Ron rested his hands on either side of you. He didn’t do anything but stare, scared to chase away the moment you were in. The air was thick and trying to breathe seemed difficult. If you had taken a deep enough breath your chests would have touched.

You were becoming impatient, grabbing him by his quidditch jersey and pulling him impossibly closer.

Your lips finally met. He was hungry, hungry for your touch. His kisses trailed down your jaw and to your neck right where he knew made you weak. He stayed there for a moment trying to mark you as best he can, to let everyone know you were his and no one else’s.

He pulled away with a pop and smiled at the beginnings of a bruise on your neck, knowing it wouldn’t be the only one. He pushed himself off of the door and guided you by the hand to his bed.

Ron might as well have jumped on top of you, having leaped onto the bed after you in excitement. His actions never ceased to make you smile.

He toyed with the loose tie of your uniform, “you’re so sexy” he said before attacking your neck with kisses once more.

You laughed at the comment, feeling that the words weren’t true. His head shot up to meet your eyes. “Why’d you laugh?”

“I didn’t.”

“Yes you did, you don’t believe me?”

You averted your eyes as his gaze burned into every part of you. “Not dressed like this no”

“Darling, you are the only person that could ever make this uniform look sexy, believe me.” Before you could retort he returned to his task of marking as much as possible. And moved his hands to unbutton your shirt. But not too long after his head returned into your view, he squinted slightly before he scurried off to his trunk.

“Where’re you going!” You whined, mourning the loss of his warmth on top of you.

“One sec!” He ruffled through his belongings and pulled out something balled up.

“Why do you need a sock right now?” Your eyes widened at the realization. “NO! You are not putting your sock in my mouth Ronald!… not today anyway.”

He laughed and unraveled the rolled up socks, separating the pair. He smirked at you and opened his door. A confused look was etched on your face until you saw what he was doing. He delicately covered the door handle with the sock and closed the door as quietly as possible.

“Shall we?” He said with a grin that made you smile with him.

“We shall.”

#my writing #Ron weasley #ron weasley x y/n #ron weasley x you #ron weasley fluff #ron weasley smut #ron weasley imagine #ron weasley x reader #harry potter imagine #asks #ron weasley blurb #blurbs

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strangesickness · 2 months

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working on the IT pokemon AU instead of doing homework or writing because uh. yeah. and so so so. when the losers were about 13 they really wanted to go on pokemon journey's but weren't able to because of their parents, and they all grow up and things go about as they did in the novel, until they meet back up at 40, and convince each other to give the whole pokemon journey thing a shot. and it is very silly.

also consider: richie and eddie have a trubbish and a minccino respectively who hate each others guts but eventually become best friends. they then team up and start scheming to get their trainers together. it is incredibly awkward, especially for richie since trubbish is way more obvious about it than minccino. trubbish leads them to a pier where a bunch of luvdisc spell out R + E and he's like eddie man i'm so sorry i promise i didn't put them up to this, and eddie's just standing there because he knows he saw minccino communicating with the luvdisc earlier.

stan is a flying type trainer and he loses his mind when he finds a preserved archeops fossil and gets it revived. he's not a pokemon battler but he is sooooo enthusiastic about bird pokemon, he keeps dragging everyone around to various places (that mike insists are haunted btw) to find a sigilyph. he's also basically the only reason they aren't dead because he's the only one of the losers who knows how to pitch a tent or start a fire or what mushrooms and fruits are safe to eat.

mike is a dragon trainer because i love him and i said so and dragons are cool???? he and his pokemon are aiming to face the league but he's mostly going on the adventure to figure out the legend of the heros of truth and ideals. he is writing a book. he finishes his adventure with kyurem as part of his party. because he's special.

richie met his trubbish behind the restaurant he worked at when he was waiting tables before he made it with his comedy. they are besties for life, absolute ride or dies. trubbish is his test audience for all his material and she doesn't understand anything he says but she has strong opinions anyways.

don't have anything for ben, bill and bev yet but i will soon because i love them.

#it chapter 2 #it 2017 #it 2019 #it stephen king #richie tozier #stanley uris #mike hanlon #eddie kaspbrak #reddie #red's ramblings #red's wips #posts afflicted with a strange sickness

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mistiell · 2 years

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Quirks Stranger Things Characters have

Contains: The Fruity Four (AKA Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, and Nancy Wheeler)

Eddie Munson

- His room is constantly a mess

- Clothes on the floor, sheets and blankets askew, unfinished homework strewn all across his desk

- He tries to tidy up when you come over, but it’s still a little chaotic in classic Eddie fashion

- The man cannot cook for shit

- He lives off of cereal and microwaveable dinners.

- He tried cooking you breakfast when he stayed over once and nearly burned your house down

- safe to say you banned him from ever touching another kitchen appliance until you could show him how to not set the toaster on fire.

- He has a habit of fidgeting with his rings and biting his nails

- Whenever you catch him doing the latter, you take his hand and let him fidget with your fingers instead

- Which he loves btw-

- His handwriting is messy but in a pretty way

- His brain often moves too fast for his hands to keep up so the letters always look rushed and are slanted to the right

- He’s like an encyclopedia for the most random shit ever

- He can’t tell you who the president was 20 years ago or who invented the light bulb

-what he can tell you is that he learned that turtles can breathe through their butts after getting fucking zooted and watching animal planet for 5 hours straight

- He loves late night drives

- Bonus if you tag along with him

- He likes to say he drinks his coffee black “like his soul”, and he does most of the time

- but in reality, he actually prefers it to be sweet as fuck

- he’ll only ever get it that way if you’re ordering and no one can see what’s in the cup though

- or if you two are home alone

Steve Harrington

- He hates white chocolate

- I have absolutely nothing to back this up. It’s just a vibe

- Before all the shit with the watergate, he used to love swimming

- He still enjoys the water, but he gets a little anxious now when he can’t see the bottom

- He has a hoard of comfy sweaters

- You’ve stolen at least three

- dw, though, cause he doesn’t mind at all

- He actually really likes when you wear his clothes

- you’re the only person he lets touch his hair

- and the only other person aside from Dustin who knows what his hair routine is

- he cracks his knuckles absent mindedly

- he’s made it a habit to just bend down and retie your shoe laces if he notices they’re starting to come undone

- but unlike eddie, he would never tie them together

- Eddie teases him relentlessly for being whipped for you but he doesn’t care

- He chews on the ends of his pens and pencils

- He won’t do it if he’s borrowing it from someone else though

Robin Buckley

- she counts her fingers discreetly when she’s nervous

- It’s repetitive and it gives her something to focus on to calm down

- She cuts her own bangs

- If you have longer hair, she’s always asking to cut yours

- She hates black coffee, but she also hates when it’s overly sweet

- Her bed is filled with a bunch of pillows and blankets for top tier comfiness

- seriously. Cuddling is the best in her bed

- She has a habit of forgetting her things at your place whenever she sleeps over

- She’s left her toothbrush, hair brush, half her wardrobe

- You often joke that she’s slowly moving in with you

- She has a habit of talking during movies

- Especially horror movies

- She yells at the characters as if they could hear her

- Lots of “No, no, no! What’re you doing, you idiot!”

Nancy Wheeler

- She has a bunch of polaroids that she keeps in a little box

- Some are of your friend group, others are of the two of you

- She’s an amazing cook

- She makes you breakfast whenever you stay over at her place and it’s always amazing

- her handwriting is always neat, even when she’s rushing

- It’s kind of a mix between cursive and printing

- She writes little sticky note reminders and sticks them to her mirror

- Sort of like a to-do list

- She colour codes her notes

- And her annotations whenever she annotates a book

- Her room is normally spotless, so when it’s a little messy, that’s a tell tale sign that she’s not doing well

- She prefers sweet stuff over salty stuff

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve stranger things #nancy stranger things #nancy wheeler #nancy x reader #robin buckley #robin x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x you #eddie munson st4 #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson stranger things #eddie st4 #eddie stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson headcanons #eddie munson

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Hiiii mikey! Could I request separate headcanons of yandere Tsukasa and Mitsuba with a smart soft cute shy fragile s/o? I just need some fluff in my life 🥹

Feel free to ignore I just thought you were bored so have a good day!

Yandere! Tsukasa & Mitsuba with a smart but shy Darling

Ofc sorry for the wait♥︎

I sadly failed to make it very yandere im sorry i read the word yandere at the end of writing

He actually very much liked you.

It was fun to tease you around because of how shy you were

You two are a cute couple if you ignore Tsukasa‘s possessive behaviour

He didn’t like it when Sakura Natsuhiko or Mitsuba talked to you for too long

He sometimes doesn’t even realise that he is jealous

So if you end up talking for too long with someone, it can even be your classmates. He will start standing next to you and eventually hug you wanting for you to make an excuse to leave the person early

If you do end up leaving. Then- hooray! He is do happy as he started to give kisses all over your face

If you don’t. Then he will start to get a little more annoyed and telling you to hurry or else things might get messy

He wishes he could just kill everyone in this school but he knows it would traumatise you and you wouldn’t return his affection

I headcanon that he once heard sakura or natsuhiko talk about a certain „popular handsome guy“ named teru, who made everyone love him,

Something about this made tsukasa…worry?

Sounds weird for him to worry am i right?

What if that prince boy will also make you fall in love with him???

You can’t!!! He is your boyfriend and your eyes should be only on him

He thought he will end Teru if he will cause too much trouble

(I can totally see him one time wanting to attack teru bit accidentally attacked kou instead. Rip kou 😭)

Tsukasa is definitely the type to be by your side 24/7

No matter how smart you were,You mostly always gave in for his hugs and affection in general because your soft personality just couldn’t say no to him

He without hesitation killed people 100% if they ever abused your weakness

He loves that you love him even if he can’t leave the school

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„S/OOOOOOOOO let’s do something“

„Oh no oh no oh no oh- o-Oh! Tsukasa!!! You startled me“

You said sighing in relief that its just him, your reaction confused him obv

„ne S/o why were you panicking a second ago??? Did something bad happen???“

„Oh its just.. one of my classmates asked me if i could help them with homework and..since im smart they came for help to me and-and i dont know if i should say yes or no…“ you answered shyly

„No! Of cours not!“ he quickly replied „you don’t have time to help dumb people like them!!! You need to hang out me right now and not them!“ he said sounding pretty annoyed but his face kept a smile which was pretty unsettling

„Alright ill say i can’t today..“

He definitely asks you who wanted to do homework with you and then kills him at the end

When he first met you

He thought you were weird for being so shy

Are you trying to copy him with you cuteness?

Because he accidentally fell for you-

And when i say he fell for you, then i mean he fell for you 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚕𝚢

Would ask tsukasa and natsuhiko to help him so that you can see him(unless you already can)

He would take so many pictures of you, wether its you eating your lunch, talking with someone, or accidentally falling asleep in class

Oh btw i probably totally forgot to say this but Mitsuba HATES it when you talk with someone else

He wants all your attention on him, might try to guilt trip you by saying

“please stay with me s/o…you’re the only one who can see and hang out with me *insert puppy eyes*”

It is hard for him to confess tbh

But he will probably eventually confess first considering he knows your shyness will prevent you from confessing first

He would ask you stuff that he knows that you 100% know.

10% him paying attention 90% him looking at you while you’re talking/explaining to him

When he finally confesses and you accept he will be so overjoyed

I mean its not like he expected something else- he totally knew you’d accept such a cute boy like him😙🫶

There is a small chance that he would kill anyone, he definitely considers it when he feels jealous, but he does not want to distance yourself from him because you found out how obsessed he is over you

He found most likely just make them trip or get them in trouble. Or maybe just scare them to stay away from you

You would probably be upset that almost noone talks with you anymore for some reason. But hey…

You have him,and you don’t need anyone other than him♡︎

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„s/oooo…you will stay at school this night too right?“

„Oh i-i don’t know mitsuba…i have do much stuff to do an-„

„Pleaaaaase“

„B-but kou-kun might be upset if i wont come since we-„

„Kou??…tch that lame ass boy with trafficker on his ear??? Why the hell do you spend time with him in the first place?!“

„Well i-„

„it doesn’t matter, you’re staying because i said so“

You are eventually not able to escape his grasp and you ended up apologizing to kou for not being able to come

Thank you for your wonderful request! I hope i left you satisfied. Please visit again! ♥︎

#tbhk #tbhk x reader #anime #jshk #tbhk x y/n #jshk x reader #x reader #mitsuba sousuke #jshk tsukasa #tbhk mitsuba #mitsuba x reader #tsukasa x reader #jshk mitsuba #tbhk tsukasa

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fruitycatnoir · 2 years

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i should be doing my math homework but it’s stressing me out so i’m doing this instead

part 3 of why chase davenport deserved better. buckle up

adam. oh my lord i’m sorry but adam makes my blood boil. he’s always torturing him physically. he’s much MUCH stronger than him so he throws him across the room, punches him, and there was a whole episode where adam was using chase to work out. what’s the reason? y’all are brothers so it’s fine if you torture him? no. leave him alone. god i just

i love the ‘friends on the other side’ trend on tiktok about both sides of a person, the second being the villain side. i saw a couple about chase and omg i loved them. they were the episodes showing chase just wanting to be recognized and appreciated, then him in the avalanche episode (i still have to make mine for my instagram account.) chase had every reason to have a villain arc as he is treated so badly. yes he’s been a jerk sometimes. yes he does some things that are unnecessary but people treat him way worse than he does to others.

he and will byers are characters that i physically want to hug for hours because i feel so bad for them. my mom and i were watching lab rats and she went “they’re not very nice to [chase],” and i said “yes, no one treats him nicely.”

why is it so unbelievable and impossible for chase to have a girl interested in him or have a girlfriend? sabrina liked chase and adam ruined their study date by bringing spike out because he was jealous, and mr. davenport shook her hand to make sure she was real. is it shocking for him to have a girl over? and then when s1, i think her was, said “your brothers kinda cute” and told bree she was talking about chase, bree asked “chase? what did krane do to your brain?” like it’s so disgusting to like chase, and going backwards, in the robot fight club episode, when caitlin was chasing him because she had a creepy crush on him, bree said “he finally got a girl to pay attention to him.” however, bree did redeem herself in the attack episode with the iconic “no one messes with my brother” scene. however, adam has never been supportive, mr. davenport hasn’t really been supportive, and leo just didn’t care.

god chase can’t get a break. he wanted to hang out with his sister in the death spiral smack down episode and she lied to him to she could hang out with her friends. i don’t believe in lying unless you’re protecting someone, so i think bree should have just told him she wanted to hang out with her girlfriends that day. “i didn’t want to hurt your feelings” she said, which i get, but i think it hurts chase more when you lie to him. chase literally doesn’t have any friends until season 4 basically, and even those friends turn on him (i’ll get to that in a second). his best friends are his family (basically leo and bree), poor thing. in season 3, we see him and sabrina be friends for one episode and as i stated earlier, adam ruined it. in season 4, he became friends with sebastian (im not a sebase fan btw), and quickly best friends. little did he know that seb would soon be going to war with them essentially and trying to get revenge for killing his father, even though it was the right thing to do. that broke chases heart. he just wanted a best friend and seb and him were getting along so well. he and spin COULD have been friends, but honestly i think they’re so alike that they would hate each other. and chase could’ve been friends with each other if they had more screen time together. but even in elite force, he finally made some friends, but they still make fun of him. i’ll elaborate more on this later.

that goddamn list. y’all remember the list a.j. made ranking them based on their powers/abilities and how chase was number 5? BOYYY, he should’ve been at number 1 or number 2. let’s review his abilities, shall we?: super intelligence and super senses, force field, force field ball, magnetism app, override app, internal hard drive (and a whole database), fingerprint recognition app, molecular kinesis, levitation, laser bow, and though this is a glitch, commando app. plus, dude can FIGHT. how the hell does that deserve the last spot on the list? chases abilities are SO COOL SO IM LIKE???

he finally got some friends in elite force, even a best friend in kaz. they got along so well and they really were best friends with each other. and maybe kaz’s love language is making fun of chase because he too does that, but i think it’s light hearted. however, oliver, skylar, and bree picking on him isn’t light hearted. i don’t remember the episode but bree said chase is like an old lady (god he’s not that bad), and in another, oliver said it’s amusing when chase freaks out. i admit he was overreacting to the situation he was freaking out about, but why is it amusing when someone is freaking out?

principal perry. i don’t need to elaborate.

reese. i love her and hate her. i can’t explain why i love her, i just do. but i hate her because of how she treated chase. she tricked him. she played with his heart. again, i just want to hug him and treat him like a king. y’all know the song boyfriend by dove cameron, well that’s one of the things i feel about chase, just reversed. in another reality, where i’m a girl, i could be a better girlfriend than reese, danielle, sabrina, and for the chaz shippers, a better boyfriend than kaz. i would treat chase the way he deserves to be treated. give him the recognition he deserves. defend him. fight for him. love him platonically or not, i would treat him so much better than others treat him.

did we forget how he was created? by two brother scientists, one of which wanted to make adam, bree, and him ciber soldiers (correct me if i’m wrong) and make them evil. then he was taken from douglas by donald and adopted so they could have a better life. donald did save them, i’ll give him that, but he kept them in the basement for 16 years. i will admit, i wouldn’t have had a better idea than to hide them for that long, but when they made one mistake, he wanted to send them away to finish their training and never be able to see the world again. that’s just sad. but like, think about this. they were babies and they had these chips embedded in their necks when they were BABIES. they were literal lab rats (hence the name of the show) and they were B A B I E S. y’all??? imagine having a tiny metal get shoved into your neck when you’re barely alive and you grow up with these bionics that you never asked for and you’re hidden from the world for 16 years. on top of that, when your bionics are exposed to the world, everyone thinks you’re a threat and you’re nearly separated from your family. PLUS people like krane, who specifically wanted to kill them because he wanted to be more powerful. could you imagine growing up like that?

have i mentioned spike yet? well if i haven’t in previous posts, here you go. spike isn’t chase. he’s a glitch that’s like another person inside of chase. he’s an angry person with the strength of 10 men and ready to kill someone. the first time we ever meet him, he only comes out for a little bit but leo, adam, and bree are enjoying it and taking advantage of it. chase freaks out when he comes out of commando mode as he doesn’t remember anything and doesn’t know what spike did. he comes out again in that episode and they take advantage of it again so they can win a football game. when he disengages, chase reveals how excited he was for his first day and how he barely remembers it because most of it was lived by spike. bree ignores him and asks “where is spike?” while shaking the poor boy. leo then realizes that chase is right. but does that mean that the torture to chase regarding spike stops? sadly, no. i’ll skip ‘spikes got talent’ because that was an accident and he wasn’t being taken advantage of, so let’s just go to season 3. as stated before, adam purposely brought spike out to make chase humiliate himself in front of her who liked him. adam took advantage of chases glitch and was happy that spike came out. poor chase, man. chase doesn’t like spike, he probably hates that glitch, and people not using try to bring him out, but they take advantage of it when he is out.

hopefully this is the last “why chase davenport deserved better” post but who knows with me. alright back to my math, wish me luck yall i got a test coming up 😭

#lab rats #lab rats bionic island #lab rats elite force #chase davenport #billy unger #disney xd #spike #i have too much time on my hands #i think too much #he deserves so much better #he deserves so much love #i love him #i wanna hug him #deserved better #love yall

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