#that makes no sense and sounds awful but ? i wish i felt like people missed me when i’m gone from like regular situations or whatever

[skzooweemama]

Hiii!! I just wanna request smthing‼‼

Imagine Skz with their Idol!s/o where their s/o is having their concert with their group and skz is just really proud of them 😣😣😣

SORRY IF THIS DOESNT MAKE ANY SENSE😭😭

(Also may I be 💗 anon? If yes, thank uu!!)

omg my first anon requesting to be called something?? yes ofc you can be 💗 anon!! 🥹

i took some liberties with some of these so they didn't get repetitive, i hope you don't mind!

this idea is so so cute! i hope you enjoy~

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Bang Chan:

This was one of those moments were Chan was glad not to be recognized. From his place among the crowd of people, a mask and hat obscuring his face, he watched you perform.

You looked absolutely electric on stage. You were completely lost in the music, dancing your heart out, with your vocals on point. You were gorgeous, and he was lucky enough to be yours.

Chan giggled softly to himself, the sound being swallowed in the sea of cheers around him. His grin was wide and cheesy, and in any other setting he’d feel completely embarrassed to be smiling like that. But the pride in his heart in seeing you do what you loved, and do it so well, made him indescribably happy. You were his light, and you made sure to shine.

Chan watched until the end of the concert, admiring you and your talent from afar. During your group’s ending sentiments, he made his way backstage and waited for you there. He was practically buzzing with excitement.

Soon enough, he heard your voice mixed among your members’, and as the door to the stage opened, you came through it. You looked tired, but you were smiling and laughing, joking about something that happened on stage. Chan watched you, a soft smile on his face as he waited for you to notice him.

Your eyes found his soon after, and before he could realize what happened, you had thrown yourself into his arms. Chan embraced you quickly, pressing kisses to your hair as your burrowed into the crook of his neck, your arms wrapped around his waist. Vaguely, he heard your members oohing and aweing, but he was focused on you and you only.

“Hi baby,” he murmured into your hair. “I’m so proud of you.”

Lee Know:

Minho was never obvious with his emotions, especially when he was feeling vulnerable. He took pride in being disciplined enough to control himself in most emotional situations, which he frequently bragged about to his members (especially the “cry babies”). Unfortunately for him, he was still human.

That was how he found himself backstage after your group’s show, trying his best to hold himself together while waiting for you. This was the kick off of your first world tour, starting in Korea. This venue had been the biggest you’d performed in to date, and Minho was feeling a whole bunch of mixed emotions about this.

One one hand, he was the proudest he’d ever been. You were doing it- making your dream a reality. Ever since he met you at his former dance studio, you’d only ever wanted to be an idol. You loved to dance. You were learning to sing. The two of you were similar in that way. Minho had joined Stray Kids much before you debuted, but still he kept in close contact with you since then. And now, 5 years later, you had both achieved your dreams. And fell in love in the process.

On the other hand, he was really gonna miss you while you were gone on your touring schedule.

Minho had texted you before the concert, wishing you luck and telling you to find him after. You had responded back with a cat emoji, a wordless promise to come see him first as soon as you were off stage. As the door opened to the green room, you came rushing through it. Minho didn’t waste any time, meeting you halfway and wrapping you up in his arms.

You were giggling, breathless, as you hugged him back. “Hi Minnie- did you like it?” You asked softly, voice right next to his ear.

Minho shivered at the feeling, and simply nodded into your shoulder. He felt himself begin to splinter at the edges, and soon enough he was shaking with shallow sobs as he held you. One of your hands threaded into his hair, rubbing comfortingly.

You pulled away and brushed some hair from his red, teary eyes. “Why are you crying, my love?” Your eyes were soft and you looked radiant. There were so many words Minho wanted to say, but he settled on just a couple for now.

“I’m just so proud of you, honey… you did it.”

Changbin:

The air was practically buzzing around him as Changbin watched your solo performance. All those long nights spent together going over the rap portions of it, how your flow would change, which words you would emphasize... it was all for this. Your solo debut.

In your group, technically you were a dancer. You never had much vocal or rap training prior to your debut, and since then it had been a frequent topic of discussion among your fans. Could you sing? Could you rap? Why didn't you ever get a single line to yourself in your songs? All of these questions rasped at your confidence, until finally you asked someone for help.

You were lucky enough to have Changbin as a fellow JYPE idol, and you contacted him for to see if he could help you out. When he responded, you weren't expecting him to be quite so willing. Over the next couple months, he helped you write, practice, and produce your very own solo rap song. He was so knowledgable, and he gave his help without expecting anything in return.

You sometimes think that's what made you fall in love with him.

The words seemed to flow from your mouth as if your lips were never meant to say anything else. As you leap from one verse to another, you felt your confidence soar, knowing somewhere in the crowd was your Binnie. After everything he had given you, you knew you had to put your all into this performance.

As the last words left your mouth, perfectly ending the with the trap beat, you were met with thunderous applause. You bowed and waved, making your way off stage to allow your other members their turn in the spotlight. Once you were completely hidden within the wings, you were snatched up in a bone-crushing hug by none other than your dark rapper.

You let out a soft laugh, squeezing Changbin back tightly. A whispered question filled the air between you two. "How'd I do?"

Changbin couldn't help but giggle his goofy giggle, pulling away to press a kiss to your lips. "You were perfect. Binnie's so proud of you."

Hyunjin:

The videos playing from his phone didn't do you justice, Hyunjin knew that. Unfortunately, from half a world away, that was all he had at the moment. Stray Kids had been on a tour for the last three months, and he was currently in California instead of Seoul. He would much rather be in Seoul.

Your family had been kind enough to record your best moments and send them over to him. It was bittersweet watching you from his phone. The audio was tinny and strange, but he still heard your beautiful voice shine through. The video quality was poor, but he could still make out the features of your face that he was so in love with. He just wished he could've been there in person.

The digital hotel clock blared at him in the dark. It was nearing 6am. Hyunjin sighed, knowing he should still be sleeping. Instead, he opened your text thread, thumbing through the messages glumly.

You had last texted him around 8pm, telling him to get some sleep. He didn't, not really. You occupied his thoughts day and night, especially when he was so far from you.

Hyunjin frowned slightly at his screen, beginning to type out a text to you before he paused, instead clicking the small phone icon. The line rung... and rung... and rung...

You must have your phone off still.

After your voicemail greeting finished and the little beep sounded, Hyunjin started speaking.

"Hi my love," his voice sounded froggy from nonuse. Hyunjin cleared his throat softly before continuing. "How are you? I saw some videos of your performance. You were amazing, really. You sounded so beautiful when you sang, and you looked even better... how did I get so lucky?" He asked, wishing he could actually hear you respond.

"I miss you a lot. But we'll be home soon, I hope. Wish me luck, okay love? I want to do my best for you." Hyunjin glanced at the clock again. "It's getting late for you, hm? I'll let you go. I love you and I'm always proud of you. Never forget that."

Han:

Han was so glad to be home. Stray Kids had just finished a tour and had a couple days to rest and recuperate before their schedule continued. It was good timing too, because you ended up hurting yourself in your group's rehearsal just a day before. Now he could stay home and take care of you.

You were so happy to spend time with your boyfriend, but you couldn't help but wish it was under different circumstances. Your group had be rehearsing for a music show performance, and now that you were injured, you couldn't be there. It felt like you let your members down, even if it wasn't really your fault. Someone had spilled water and you slipped and fell while dancing.

Now you were couch-ridden with a sprained ankle and you couldn't dance for another week.

Han hated to see you so down. While he had time off, he brought you whatever you wanted and made sure to fit in ample cuddle time. You were thankful, but did feel a bit bad that this was how he was spending his time off. Han assured you over and over that he was just glad to be home with you until you had to believe him. You knew he had your back.

Tonight was no different, but it was the night of your group's performance at the music show, and you were feeling sadder than ever.

Han held you close to him on the couch, rubbing your arm comfortingly and dropping soft kisses on your forehead as the two of you watched your group. You sniffled a bit as you watched, feeling so happy for your members but also insanely guilty for not being there. And maybe a bit jealous. After the performance ended, Han paused the TV.

"Honey, look at me?" He asked softly and you did. Your eyes were slightly teary. "Baby, you know you're still a part of your group, right? You may be hurt now, but you should just focus on getting better, okay?" You nodded, pouting a bit. Han giggled at you and kissed your pout away.

"I'm proud of you, okay? Always."

Felix:

Anxiety sat heavy in Felix's stomach as the lights began to flash on the stage, signaling the start of your debut performance as a soloist. You had been working towards this for months, and he just wanted you to do well.

After your group disbanded due to controversy with some of the other members earlier in the year, you decided to continue your career as a soloist. It was a big step, seeing as you had never performed without a group, let alone debuted without one. The public had mixed thoughts on the matter, so really it all depended on how well your performance was received. You had to do well.

Felix knew you would, even if he was nervous for you.

He watched as you stepped out onto stage, lights illuminating your face in various colorful shades. The catchy beat started, and you began to sing. Immediately he knew you'd be okay. You absolutely shined on stage, and it was especially apparent now that you were alone. Felix couldn't help but laugh in astonishment as he realized that your group had been holding you back.

You had the entire crowd wrapped around your finger as your song finished and you were met with thunderous applause. The sea of people was practically glowing with how many light sticks being held up. They loved you.

Felix was backstage before he could blink, immediately finding you in the small crowd of crew and other performers. He just about ran to you, wrapping you up in the biggest hug he could muster. You laughed gleefully into his ear, hugging him back. Felix laughed too, swaying you back and forth. When you pulled away, your smile was nearly blinding.

"I'm assuming you liked it?" You asked, even though it wasn't really a question you needed him to answer.

Felix smiled and grabbed your hands. "That was the best I've ever seen you perform. You were made to be a soloist, baby. You owned that stage." You blushed a bit at his gushing, leaning forward to hide your face in his shoulder. Felix laughed his deep laugh and kissed the side of your head. "I'm seriously so proud of you..."

Seungmin:

Seungmin always loved your voice. You had such a way of speaking- it was unique. When you spoke to him, sometimes it felt like he was hearing the words you used for the first time. That was probably part of the reason why you were such a talented rapper. You stood out because of your interesting tone and inflection, and you quickly boosted your group to fame once the public realized what a gem you are.

But the thing was, you only ever rapped.

Sure you could dance and do supporting vocals during the choruses of your group's songs, but you never sang. Except for now, that is. You had been given a chorus to sing all by yourself. You nearly threw up when you were told about it.

Luckily, you just happened to be dating a vocalist, and Seungmin was more than happy to help you out.

He may be teasing sometimes, but truly he only ever wanted good things for you. Especially if you were going to be vulnerable enough to sing in front of thousands of people. So he helped you out, meeting whenever you both had time to practice the chorus.

Once you got the pitch down, you sounded good. Seungmin knew you would.

Now he was watching you perform probably for the dozenth time, but it almost felt like the first. He finally got to hear you sing on stage. And when you finally did, you sounded heavenly. Of course you did, you were his angel.

As soon as the concert ended, he was rushing backstage. He caught you just as you were stepping into the green room and he called out your name. You turned towards him with exhaustion clear on your features, yet you still managed to beam at him once you saw who it was that called out to you.

"Seungmin!" You exclaimed, embracing him in a tight hug once he as close enough to do so. "Hi baby..." You murmured softly, just so he could hear.

Seungmin's face burned as he pulled away, smiling at you joyfully. "You sounded amazing." He said bluntly, causing you to laugh and press a quick kiss to his lips.

"You mean it?" You asked, fiddling with the fabric of his suit jacket.

Seungmin bit back a smile and rolled his eyes. "Of course. I'm so, so proud of you."

I.N:

It was a well known fact that the stage was the worst place to make a mistake. You could always do another take when you were recording vocals or shooting an MV, and in practice it just meant you needed to practice harder. The stage was unforgivable, though. You didn't get a do-over.

And everyone was bound to mess up eventually.

Jeongin knew that. He had messed up on stage, as had all of his members. A couple of his mistakes still left a pit in his stomach when he thought about them. No one was safe from human error, after all.

You might've jinxed yourself by thinking the opposite.

Tonight's performance was televised, which was new for you and your group. It meant that a lot more people would be watching you than you were used to, and it also meant that you had no idea how they would react. That not knowing is what scared you.

You tried to calm your nerves, reminding yourself that this was a song you had performed a lot before. It was in a good vocal range for you, and when you had to belt in the chorus, you always nailed it. It would be okay, right?

Wrong. So very wrong.

As you approached the climax of the verse, your voice completely gave way beneath you. You had messed up. It felt as if everything went quiet before you realized you were still on stage and you had to keep going. You did, but hurried off stage as soon as the lights went dark.

Your members tried to comfort you, but you didn't want to hear it. It felt as if you were drowning. How did you mess up so badly? You knew that song so well... what happened?

You nearly collapsed in on yourself before Jeongin found you, makeup staining your cheeks as you sobbed. He said nothing, just wrapped you in his arms and told you that it was okay. He was here. You hugged him back and took deep breaths.

When you calmed down, Jeongin wiped at your cheeks and fixed your hair. He smiled at you and held your hand, saying just what you needed to hear. "No matter what, I'm proud of you. Don't doubt that."

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[holdupjack]

Forgetting You Pt.2

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Part One

Pairing: Hermione Granger x Fem!Reader

WARNING: None

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Third Person P.O.V:

Two Years Later

Hermione sat comfortably on her plush sofa, a warm blanket draped over her legs, as she gazed intently at the dancing flames in the fireplace. The fire crackled and popped, casting a soft orange glow across the room.

Every once in a while, a piece of wood shifted, sending a shower of sparks up the chimney. The sound and warmth of the fire were soothing, and Hermione found herself lost in thought as she watched the flickering flames.

It's hard to believe that almost a decade has passed since she last saw Y/n. It feels like just yesterday that they were laughing and joking together, planning their future adventures. But time has a way of slipping by, and before she knew it, Y/n was gone.

Two years ago, she made the difficult decision to leave Ron. It wasn't an easy choice, but she knew it was for the best. She needed to find herself again, to figure out who she was and what she wanted in life.

And so, one year ago, she bought this small home in Hogsmeade. It's not much, but it's hers, and it's a place where she can start anew. She's slowly been making it her own, adding her own personal touches and creating a space that feels warm and welcoming.

As time went on, she couldn't help but notice the open spaces and empty shelves that were waiting to be filled around her. Despite the lack of clutter, the home felt incomplete, as if something was missing.

She realized that what was missing was Y/n's belongings. Hermione had always held out hope that Y/n would come back and start to make this place a true home. It was a silly dream, but it made her smile every time she thought about it. As she reflected on the memories of Y/n, a small chuckle escaped her lips.

She remembered the time when Y/n had run to her dorm with the biggest grin on her face. It had to be in their fifth year because she had this certain haircut that Hermione still adored in her memory. The thought of Y/n's joy and excitement filled Hermione's heart with warmth, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for her return.

"Guess what!" Y/n had said panting as she walked over and sat down on Hermione's bed.

"What is it, my love?" she asked with a small smile as she pushed back her books and gave her lover her full attention.

"Lee Jordan is going to let me announce with him at the next Quidditch game! McGonagall gave the 'go ahead' too!" Y/n said with such excitement that she was almost buzzing. Hermione chuckled and walked over to her, sitting beside her and giving a big kiss on her cheek.

"That's wonderful! But no dirty humor, I don't want to spend my Saturday night studying outside detention" Hermione warned with a soft smile as she kissed her girlfriend's cheek again, earning a chuckle in return.

"I promise"

During the game, Y/n had kept the promise that she made, but as the game progressed, she suddenly announced how much she loved her girlfriend. The girls around Hermione were all in awe, while she was blushing furiously, turning as red as a beet.

"Merlin, how I wish I could feel the love you gave me, once again," she says, looking away from the fire with a wistful expression.

She had taken every lead she could from people around the region, even McGonagall had been sending her any tips she could find, hoping to put an end to the mystery of what happened to one of her favorite students.

Hermione had spent countless hours following every lead she could find, scouring every nook and cranny in search of Y/n. But no matter where she went or who she talked to, every trail seemed to lead to a dead end or put her in a never-ending circle.

Frustrated and desperate, she even sought out the help of Professor Trelawney, who delivered a cryptic message that Y/n was somewhere dark, cold, and underground.

Which just sounded like a grave.

Hermione had almost backhanded her.

The sound of a soft sigh escaped her lips as she slowly rose from the comfortable couch, causing the warm blanket that was draped over her legs to slip and fall to the ground. With a sense of purpose, she made her way towards the small kitchen, taking measured steps with her bare feet gently padding against the cool wooden floor.

As she opened the fridge, a rush of cool air hit her face, providing a momentary respite from the warmth of the room. She reached for the bottle of water, feeling the coolness of the condensation on her fingertips, and unscrewed the cap with a satisfying twist before taking a long, refreshing sip.

As the sun began to set, its rays filtered through the nearby window, illuminating her face. She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, running her fingers through her curly hair.

In front of her on the counter was a half-empty bottle, which she had been drinking from earlier. The silence in the room was only broken by the sound of her breathing and the occasional creak of the floorboards beneath her feet.

She heard a sudden and loud pounding on her front door. Startled, Hermione jumped slightly and turned her head towards the entrance, her heart pounding in her chest. She hesitated for a moment, then took a deep breath and quickly stepped towards the door, her hand trembling as she reached for the doorknob.

As she opened the door, she was surprised to see Professor McGonagall standing there, looking rather excited and nervous. Hermione felt a mix of emotions - surprise, confusion, and curiosity - as she greeted her former professor.

"Professor? Hello. What's the matter?" Hermione asks with furrowed brows as the older woman just summoned the coat that was lying over the kitchen chair, and her shoes skidded over to the former Gryffindor.

"Follow me. We need to speak... privately" McGonagall said quietly as she looked over her shoulder, then back at the younger girl.

Hermione furrowed her brows, but nodded at the Headmistress, soon slipping on her coat and shoes. Her front door locked behind her as she followed McGonagall into the busy cobblestone streets of Hogsmeade, students of different ages ran past them with laughter echoing off the buildings.

"What is the matter?" Hermione asks as she follows her closely, but gets no response as they zigzag between alleyways. It seemed as though McGonagall was trying to lose someone that Hermione couldn't see.

After a few more lefts and rights, she was ushered down into The Hogs Head Inn Cellar, where one single light flickered and the floorboards above them creaked with muffled laughter.

"Professor, what is the matter?" Hermione whispered with so much confusion behind her voice, that she was surprised she hadn't asked more questions on the walk there.

"I have gotten a lead from one of my friends in the Law Department of the Ministry" The older woman replies in a hushed tone, making Hermione's eyes widen.

This had to be more than a word-of-mouth rumor if they were hiding away from any unwanted ears or eyes.

"A lead? What is it? Is she alive? Did they find her body..."

Hermione couldn't bring herself to say the rest, she took a deep breath as her heart began to pump rapidly, shuddering in her chest like a jackhammer.

"She told me about how Y/n's case had been brought out of its filing cabinet again. There had been a rumor going around for years about dark wizards who had gone rogue during the battle." McGonagall starts, clearing her throat slightly as some dust falls from the floor above them.

"Many did. Why does that matter now?" Hermione replies, confused again by this information. It wasn't a secret that many of Voldemort's fighters had left his side once their numbers began to dwindle.

"No. The ones that had taken a different course of... beneficial security, during the war," she says, a nervous look in her eyes as she scanned the cellar around them.

Beneficial security?

"What are you talking about?" Hermione demands, anger showing itself as she seems to be tiptoeing around the topic, instead of just telling her where her Y/n was.

"They believe Y/n was taken during the chaos"

That statement alone snatched the air out of Hermione's lungs, she took a step back from the headmistress and looked at her in disbelief.

"T...Taken? You mean-"

"Yes."

Hermione felt her knees go weak as she stumbled toward a dust-covered chair, her mind reeling as she realized something.

Everyone had thought she had just run away.

Hermione had looked for her, before trying to settle her pain away with Ron, and she had come to terms with the same thing. She was hiding out and didn't want Hermione with her.

That wasn't the case at all.

"Oh god," Hermione whispered as tears filled her eyes, before immediately locking back with McGonagalls, who had a look of pity on her face.

"How? How could that have happened?" she whispered harshly as she gritted her teeth. She wasn't mad at Minerva but at herself for ever letting Y/n slip from her grasp.

"Have you ever heard parents cautioning their children about the dangers of predators lurking in crowded places, waiting for an opportunity to snatch them away without anyone noticing?" she asked, her voice laced with gentleness.

Y/n might have been taken in the middle of a fucking battlefield, and no one ever noticed.

"Yes" Her response was barely audible, as she whispered back softly. She avoided making any eye contact and her gaze shifted downwards towards her feet.

As she spoke, she felt a sudden discomfort in her stomach, almost as if it was being squeezed tightly. The overwhelming emotion she was experiencing made it difficult for her to maintain composure.

McGonagall didn't know what to say or do but knew she had to give the last bit of information to the distraught lovebird.

"They found the location of an underground den for a trafficking operation" she finally reveals, making Hermione leap to her feet with pure adrenaline.

"Trafficking? There's human trafficking in our world?" Hermione asks angrily, now fueled with so many intense emotions, that she thought she was about to explode.

How could she not know this? Why wasn't this more known? How the hell-

"A Magic Trafficking Ring" McGonagall whispers sadly as she clears her throat again, fighting back her own anger from the mere thought of one of her old students being held there.

"What does that mean?" Hermione asks as more dust falls from the floors, landing between them on the cement.

"It's been rumored that many people that have gone missing over the years have been put to auction by this group...sold to wealthy Muggles as a sick form of entertainment" the older woman states with disgust as she tries to shake off the feeling from her body.

Hermione felt as though her world was crumbling. Where was Y/n? Who has her now?

Was she even alive still?

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Six Months Later

Hermione felt the familiar sensation of apparition wash over her as she closed her eyes and focused on her destination. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself standing on a narrow trail that snaked through the dense forest of South China.

She took a deep breath of the humid air and looked around, taking in the lush greenery and the sounds of birds and other creatures rustling in the trees. She could see colorful butterflies flitting around, and she could hear the distant roar of a waterfall. Hermione dusted off her clothes and adjusted her backpack, taking a moment to orient herself and get her bearings before setting off down the trail.

As the moment of truth arrived, she felt a mix of emotions that were hard to contain. She knew that the next few hours could make or break everything. It all came down to this one decision that could change everything.

She had to bring Y/n home, but the stakes were high. Either Y/n would come back home alive, or she would have to lay her to rest. It was a difficult and emotional choice that would impact Hermione’s life more than it already had.

She took a deep breath as she pulled out an enchanted compass. It spun a few times before finally landing in front of her. Within the metal was a chip of Y/n's wand, showing her where its owner lay waiting.

To construct the specific device, Hermione needed access to it, but it was being held in the evidence locker.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was able to help out - she managed to pull some strings and secure the necessary item for Hermione. With the assistance of Hagrid, Hermione was then able to successfully the compass.

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She had told no one that she had left. Not even her parents. Afraid to put them in danger, or worse.

Who knows what she was walking into?

As she stood at the beginning of the forest, she felt a shiver run down her spine. The dense foliage seemed to be hiding something ominous, something that she couldn't quite put her finger on.

Was there a den full of criminals and killers, lurking within the shadows of the trees? Or perhaps it was a mass grave, hidden deep beneath the earth? Her heart raced as she contemplated the various possibilities

Hermione's voice was barely above a whisper as she stared intently at the compass in her hand.

"Oh, Y/n... where are you?" she murmured, her brow furrowed with concern. She took a deep breath and continued to follow the compass, her steps quickening as she grew more and more anxious. Despite her exhaustion, she refused to give up until she found the love of her life.

With each passing moment, her huffs grew more audible, a sign of the physical strain she was putting herself through.

As the day progressed, Hermione continued to walk through the dense forest. She soon reached the edge of a huge sinkhole that seemed to have no end. Peering down, she could see even more trees and vegetation below.

Casting her eyes around the horizon, she spotted a small tent in the distance. It seemed to be in a man-made clearing in the middle of the sinkhole. She could even see a campfire burning brightly in front of the tent.

She brought up the compass and knew deep down in her soul that Y/n had to be there. She could even feel her past lover's wand almost shuddering with excitement from within her backpack.

Hermione's heart was pounding as she looked down at the gaping sinkhole in front of her. She knew that she had to be careful, but she also knew that time was of the essence. She took a deep breath and pulled out her own wand, slowly making her way down the steep incline towards the base of the sinkhole. Her hands were shaking slightly, but she tried to remain calm and focused.

The journey down was treacherous and slow-going, with loose rocks and dirt threatening to give way at any moment. But Hermione was determined to reach the bottom, no matter what. It took another hour of cautious descent before she finally felt her feet hit level ground. She let out a sigh of relief and took a moment to catch her breath, surveying her surroundings.

Despite the danger and the difficulty of the journey, Hermione knew that she had to keep moving forward. She had a mission to accomplish, and she wasn't going to let anything stand in her way.

The sun was gone now, but she had a clear shot of the roaring campfire that was just a small orange dot in the distance at that moment.

This was it.

Her exhaustion had disappeared, and she began to jog toward the single-form light. Her mind started to fill with nothing but Y/n.

When she finally got the the edge of the clearing, she kneeled down and stared at the one person that sat near the fire. It was a small, lanky, middle-aged man.

Hermione looked down at the compass and it shook tightly as the tent. She was there. Y/n was a stone's throw away.

Passion and determination surged through her chest as she stuffed the compass back into her pocket and slowly began to sneak up behind the man. Every step was calculated, stepping over twigs and leaves as her eyes burned a hole into the back of the blissfully unaware man's head.

When she was fully behind him, she pressed the tip of the want to his neck and he tensed immediately.

“Where is she?” Hermione whispered harshly as her other hand gripped his shoulder with a warning. She wasn't in the mood for questions.

“W-Who?” he replied, which just made her even more angry, so he pressed her wand more against his skin.

“Y/n Y/l/n. The student who disappeared from Hogwarts,” she states as her grip became harder against his shoulder, making him sink down slightly to ease the pain.

“Basement! Please don't-”

“Stupefy”

Hermione cautiously approached the tent's flaps after the man collapsed on the ground. She nimbly stepped over his body and entered the tent, only to find that the interior was much more spacious than she had anticipated. However, to her surprise, the place appeared to be completely deserted.

She treaded lightly towards a set of stairs that descended further down, each creaking floorboard making her inwardly curse. Despite her efforts to stay quiet, the sound of her footsteps echoed through the empty tent, making her feel increasingly uneasy.

As she descended the stairs to the basement, she felt an eerie chill run down her spine. The musty smell of damp concrete mixed with something else, something that made her want to gag. And that's when she saw them - cages, lining the walls, one after another. She approached the first one, her heart pounding in her chest, but it was empty.

She moved on to the next and the next, but they were all the same - empty. Her stomach sank as she realized that whatever had been held in these cages was long gone. The silence was deafening, broken only by the sound of her own breathing. And then she smelled it - the unmistakable stench of death. It grew stronger the further she walked until it was almost suffocating.

“Y/n!” Hermione called out, not caring if she was caught. Yet, she heard nothing in return. Her head turned from left to right as she continued to hope that she would see Y/n.

Alive.

When she reached the end of the hall, the smell was overwhelming, and she soon noticed a makeshift sign that read ‘Morgue’. Hermione took a step back and shook her head.

“No…no, please” she begged out loud as tears filled her eyes. Was she too late?

Hermione then pulled out the compass again, but when she looked at it, it was pointing behind her. Y/n wasn't in there.

As Hermione walked down the dimly lit row of cells, her heart was racing with anticipation. She had to find the right one before it was too late. With each passing second, her sense of urgency grew stronger. She picked up her pace and started walking even faster than before. The sound of her footsteps echoed through the narrow corridor, making her feel even more anxious.

Suddenly, she noticed that the compass in her hand had started to turn to the left. Hermione's eyes flickered up and down, scanning the cages on either side of her. She was looking for something specific, something that would help her achieve her goal. The arrow on the compass was pointing straight ahead, but then, it made a sharp turn backward when she passed a certain cage.

Hermione stopped in her tracks and took a step back. She peered through the bars of the cage and saw what she had been looking for: her Y/n.

“Y/n!” she called out in a sigh of relief as the curled-up figure sat in the shadowed corner of the cell, Hermione had completely missed her the first time she had looked into it.

“I did what I was told, you promised to stop with the hallucinations” Y/n’s raspy voice replied as Hermione quickly unlocked the door and opened it. When she stepped in, she kept her distance. Hermione had no idea what kind of mental state Y/n was in, and she didn't want to scare her.

“Love, it's me. I've come to bring you home” she whispered back with tears in her eyes as she sank down to the floor on her knees, and fought back every urge to jump into Y/n’s arms.

Y/n slowly looked up, and her eyes began to widen like she had seen a dementor. In her entire time here, never once had she been shown an older Hermione in her forced hallucinations. She didn't know what that would look like, until now.

“Mione?” she called out softly as she slowly leaned forward and reached out to touch her. Hermione smiled as tears fell down her cheeks, feeling as Y/n’s fingertips traced her jaw.

Then she just flung herself into Hermione's arms, which the other girl quickly accepted with more happiness than she had felt in years.

“You're real! You found me!” Y/n cried out happily as she sobbed into Hermione’s shoulder, who was also fighting back an onslaught of tears.

“Of course” Hermione whispered back as she gave into her needs and kissed the side of Y/n’s head, but soon they parted as they looked into each other's eyes.

“We have to get out of here before they return”

——————

Two Weeks Later

Hermione lay in bed as Y/n slept beside her, her fingers running through the girl's hair as the clock struck midnight.

They both gave the exact location of the operation to the authorities as soon as Hermione got them to the nearest Wizarding Hospital.

They don't know if the authorities were able to stop the monsters from moving locations, but Hermione prayed hopefully.

Y/n had explained that she had been left behind by the sellers because she was getting too old. She was going to be killed that night once they got back. Which only made Hermione thank every higher power for her timing once she was told this information.

Hermione never pushed for any more information as time went on, only gaining the knowledge when Y/n would randomly spew it out.

All the little stories made her stomach turn.

…

Y/n was doing better, slowly starting to gain weight and relearning some basic things that had been lost to her over the years.

Hermione had taken her in immediately, watching Y/n like a hawk when old friends came by for a reunion, or if Rita Skeeter was trying to corner her for an interview when they sat outside.

She slowly pulled Y/n closer to her chest, running a comforting hand up and down her spine as she thought about everything.

“I'm sorry I didn't find you sooner” Hermione whispered as she kissed the top of Y/n’s head, and took in the smell of the new shampoo that Y/n had picked out when they went shopping the other day.

“But, I'll never let you go again” she promised softly as she let her eyes shut, and her lips kissed Y/n’s head a few more times.

“And I'll never forget you”

#harry potter #hermione granger #hermione granger x reader #lesbian #fanfic #fluff

[bvtbxtch]

Let Me Love You | Eddie Munson

Day Eight of Kinktober

Summary: Eddie comes over to nurse you back to health after catching a cold.

wc: ~1.9k

Pairings: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Warnings: pet names, no use of Y/N, Friends to lovers, kissing, sickness (reader has a cold), although this story is tame, my blog is 18+ so MDNI!!!

In collaboration with the lovely @darknesseddiem. Stay tuned for the latter part of October for their stories!!

You had been looking forward to this Friday since you got the invite. You had hung out with Robin and Steve before, and you of course had attended the past few weeks of Hellfire club, but you were excited to get an official invite, by Eddie of all people. But when you woke up that morning, you felt the sensation of molten lava behind your eyes. Your ears were plugged and you could hear a shrill ringing. When you sat yourself up in your bed, you moaned loudly. Your head felt like it was going to explode. You thought you would miss school to sleep this cold off so you could go to your inaugural group-hangout. You shuffled to the bathroom in search of some relief, took a big swig of cough syrup (with a wince) and laid yourself back into bed, in hopes that you were going to wake up a new person… what wishful thinking that was. 

The shrill tone of your phone jolted you awake. Your new place of respite being the couch, surrounded by half drank cups of tea and an empty bowl of soup. All of your last ditch efforts to feel human again failed miserably, the only relief you feel from your fever is the one leg sticking out of your comforter. You trudged your way to the phone with a groan and a sniffle.

“H-hello?” you croaked.

“Hey champ - woah you sound awful!” a boisterous voice greeted you. You couldn’t help but crack a smile as Eddie interrogated you from the payphone at Hawkins high. “Wanted to check in on you because I didn’t see you at lunch or in History, but I can hear why… you okay?” Eddie’s shoulders were by his ears, why was he so nervous to call you?

Calls between you and Eddie were not unwelcome, but definitely not routine. He had requested your phone number when you joined Hellfire in case he needed to call you about upcoming campaigns. As much of a unorganized slob Eddie could be, he had every member’s phone number written neatly on chart paper in the front of his DM book. His DnD setup was his pride and joy. He had called you a few times before to talk about secret messages your Drow Bard could decipher. Oddly enough, you felt your heart in your stomach every time he called you…

“Yeah,” you sighed. “I’m okay ish. I think I have a head cold.” You sniffle, words being muddled by the phlegm in your sinuses. “I hate to bail on movie night with the gang last minute, but I think I better stay home.” You were worried you were going to ruin your chances to infiltrate the gang of teens you so desperately wanted to be friends with. 

“What’re the symptoms, kid?” Eddie asked in a terrible rendition of a transatlantic accent. 

“Well, Dr. Munson… I have a fever, headache and I can’t breathe out of my nose.” you giggle. 

“Shit… looks like we’re gonna have to put you down” he joked. His shoulders relaxing as he took a deep breath out. “I’m really sorry you’re feeling so shit, champ.” The nickname rang through your ears like a sweet symphony. Eddie had a really great way of making you feel special, even though your friendship was still budding. 

“No, I’m sorry I’m not going to be there. I was really looking forward to it.” He can sense the genuine disappointment in your voice. 

“Well, I’m not gonna lie I’m pretty bummed, and the gang will be too, but there’s gonna be other times!!” Eddie cooed. You wished you could wave a magic wand and make yourself feel better. You wanted to be friends, you wanted to be included so badly. You said your goodbyes to Eddie and he hung up the phone with a saccharine sweet ‘get well soon, sweetheart’ that left you smiling in your kitchen for what felt like an hour after you put the phone receiver back on the wall. Disappointed with the foul return of silence, you curled yourself back up on the couch and turned on the TV to a rerun of Match Game. It was no time at all until the clapping and laughing on the TV lulled you back to sleep. When you woke up, you were met with a setting sun and a rumbling tummy, but your body was too tired to pull you off the couch to the kitchen.

You aimlessly flicked channels until you were interrupted by a rhythmic knock on your front door. You looked at the clock on the wall. It's 6:45… your parents were out of town and all of your friends were at Eddie’s trailer for movies. You tiptoed to the door and peered through the peephole. Your eyes grew twice in size when you saw a familiar head of curls and big brown eyes. Eddie had a large paper bag under his arm. You swung open the door, a bewildered smile plastered on your face.

“Eddie! What are you doing here?” You beamed. Even though your eyes were sunken in, your face was pale and your nose was bright red, you were glowing. Eddie greeted you with an ear splitting grin.

“Well can’t have a movie night without the movie superstar, so I thought I’d bring the movie night to you.” he winked. “Plus, I brought reinforcements” he smirked as he jiggled the bag he was holding. You stepped aside and let him slide through the door. He took in your small living room with a smile. Pictures of your grade school portraits hung on the wall, different poses with you and your parents with different states in the backgrounds rested neatly on a bookshelf. The couch was decorated with scatterings of tissue and blankets. You scurried past him to bundle up the kleenex and ran to the kitchen to discard them. You hurried back to your guest.

“I’m really sorry about the mess,” you babbled, scrambling to pick up rogue dishes and napkins. Eddie grabbed your shoulders to stop you and grabbed the dishes out of your hand. 

“It’s all good, champ. You aren’t feeling good.” he sauntered into your kitchen like he owned the place. “Plus, your house is a mansion compared to mine… even when it is messy.” He turned to wink at you and placed the dishes in the sink. He came back to the living room to your small coffee table where he had put down the mysterious paper bag. It was so full, it barely stood up on its own. You lowered yourself onto the couch and Eddie joined you. He grabbed for the bag, pulling out his wares full of Family Video tapes and various bags of chips. 

“I didn’t know which kind of chips you liked, so I bought 3 different kinds. Plus, I heard sour patch kids are really good for sore throats.” Eddie giggled as he continued to organize your snacks. “Oh! And nothing makes a cold better than homemade chicken noodle soup.” You laughed with your whole chest as Eddie pulled out a can of Campbell’s soup out of the bag. You felt like you could cry, none of your friends had ever put this much thought into making you feel better. Eddie looked back at you with his signature crooked smile. You thought that he was handsome enough, but he was quickly proving that he was just as beautiful on the inside, if not more.

“You lay back down and get yourself comfortable. I’ll get the movie set up and go make you some soup.” Eddie made himself at home in your house quickly. He maneuvered around your small kitchen with ease and before you knew it, you could smell the faint saltiness of soup cooking on the stove. You and Eddie sat on the couch comfortably, soup steaming on your coffee table and the foreboding melody of the Shining playing on your TV. You had barely made it to Danny meeting Halloran and you had been lulled to sleep, head slumping forward. Eddie had been glancing over to you periodically, his smirk plastered to his face as he watched you fall into your slumber. When you slumped over, Eddie timidly placed his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into him. Your tired body happily obliged him. Everything about this evening had just felt right. You let your head lull onto Eddie’s chest, letting his pounding heartbeat guide you into a deeper sleep. 

-

Darkness had swept through your house. You opened your eyes to the fuzzy static of the stopped VCR on your TV. You were welcomed back to consciousness with the feeling of Eddie’s chest rising and falling and the soft snores coming from his mouth. You stretch your arms and legs with a small groan, not wanting to wake the sleeping metalhead next to you. You turned your head to look at the clock. 1:24 am. Shit. 

“You okay, sweetheart?” Eddie rasped. His voice was small and low, you felt your heart melt. 

“Yeah, we must have fallen asleep. I’m sorry” You croaked. You were scared to admit to hin, but sleeping on Eddie made you feel much better than wallowing by yourself all night. 

“Hey, what are you sorry for?” Eddie cupped your cheek to pull your gaze to his. “I wouldn’t have wanted to spend my Friday night any other way.”

 Eddie’s eyes glimmered in a way that made your heart flutter. He looked at you with such adoration, you felt confused and excited. That isn’t how friends looked at each other; but if you were being honest with yourself, you would rather Eddie look at you the way he was forever. You didn’t miss how his eyes flickered to your lips as he licked his own. A flash of nervousness basked his face and you sat yourself up to look at him properly. 

“Can I tell you something?” Eddie whispered, his eyes glued to where his ringed fingers toyed with the frays of his jeans. You nodded your head at him.

“Before I called you, I was hoping that all the others were going to cancel on movie night, or that you could stay later than everyone else so I could get some time alone with you.” His pale cheeks dusted pink. You felt your heart begin to beat out of your chest. You couldn’t help the shy smile that grew on your face.

“Really?”

“Yeah” Eddie exhaled. His nerves left him when he took the chance to look up at you. You radiated reassurance and excitement, making it now impossible for him to take his eyes off of you. He leaned himself closer to you. 

“Can I kiss you?” Eddie gulped. He felt like you were taking all the air out of his lungs. You nodded at him, your glassy eyes drowning in him. Eddie softly pressed his lips to yours. He was cautious, he didn’t want to scare you off, but everything about kissing you was exactly what Eddie thought it would be. Your lips were soft, even though they were slightly chapped, and they fit perfectly on his. His hand came up to cup your cheek; he was desperate to show you how much he liked you. You pulled away from him suddenly, your eyes full of guilt and nerves. Eddie’s face matched yours immediately.

“What’s wrong?” Eddie questioned you. His mind immediately went fuzzy. He took it too far and now you’re going to push him away. 

“Eddie. I’m gonna get you sick!” you sniffled. The boy let out a chesty laugh and pulled you into his lap.“Well, then it will be your turn to take care of me next week.”

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[elf-osamu]

Hello!!! I hope you don't mind me requesting a comfort scenario with GN!reader and Gojo Satoru. The reader is touch starved and tired in general so Gojo soothes them to sleep <333

“I WISH YOU SWEET DREAMS”

[ masterlist ] [ reblogs are v v v appreciated ]

hurt/comfort (kind of), romantic relationship, satoru gojō x gn!reader

warning(s) : touch-starved!reader, trouble sleeping, sleep-deprived!reader, pre-established relationship

word count : 583 words

plot : “life can be stressful and exhausting - sometimes, people crave rest and affection”

a/n : I'M SO SORRY FOR WRITING THIS AFTER ALMOST A YEAR OMG, i've been so busy between mental health struggles and school. but i managed to write it ! this request was adorable to write, truly 😭<3 ngl satoru is one of my comfort characters and i love writing for him !!

tiredness seemed to be lingered over your body, like an invisible coat pressed with force on your shoulders, reluctant at the thought of disappearing too soon. it was a rather troublesome feeling, making everything more complicated than it already was — an unpleasant situation to find yourself in.

there wasn’t a specific reason for your behaviour (or was there? as of now, you were too restless to think about your feelings), it had been just an awful week and you hadn’t been able to sleep properly, if not at all. your whole body demanded a place to lie on, to finally rest peacefully without worries on your mind, but it seemed an unsurpassable task, something which required too much trouble and energy to be actually put into practice.

on top of that, your need for physical contact was becoming more and more persistent as the time passed; you craved the comforting sensation that was human warmth; you missed your boyfriend’s, satoru, presence and affection.

it had been a rough time for the both of you: your free hours didn’t align with his and viceversa, resulting in an unmet wish and a desert apartment. you tried to occupy your mind with everything you could think of when waves of loneliness hit you — you had to distract yourself from that constant feeling, otherwise you would have completely succumbed to despair.

however there you were, laying down on the bed with your face drowned in the comfort of your mattress.

as your thoughts got the best of you, you didn’t have the energy to do anything, but your restless mind kept you from feeling enough at ease to rest, even for a short time.

you were planning on another boring and sorrowful night, already visualizing all kinds of misfortunes that could happen from there to the following day, until you suddenly heard a familiar humming. it was low, but it brought a cheerful sound to your ears; hope was growing in your chest, the possibility that at first seemed unthinkable was now almost reality.

as you sensed his presence, you quietly said, almost in a whisper, “satoru?”.

footsteps echoed in the room, answering to your question.

“the one and only” he made himself known, leaving a kiss on the crown of your head.

after he changed into more comfortable clothes, satoru lay down next to you, hugging you to bring you closer to him. your muscles relaxed under his touch and so you hugged his waist, feeling finally comfortable after days.

“bad day?”, he asked softly, not wanting to upset you, and kissed your forehead.

you rested your head on his chest, “bad everything. i’m… so exhausted and i’ve missed you so much”.

he was able to calm your worries with his presence, which was comforting to you. despite being a powerful sorcerer and having to make incredibly hard decisions on a daily basis, he felt like he could show his vulnerable side to you. it wasn’t always like that, it took time to get to the point you two were now — and you both were fine with it.

he kissed your head again, “i missed you too” he whispered, hugging you more tightly. “do you wanna stay here like this?”

your nod was enough to reply to him.

you slowly closed your eyes, listening to his heartbeat and syncronizing your breath with his — and soon enough you fell asleep.

“goodnight, [name]” satoru murmured; he was glad he could make you feel safe.

[ do not copy, translate etc. | by @ elf-osamu ]

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[mad-hatter-memes]

ENA (Season 1) Quote Starters

Feel free to edit the quotes or change any pronouns

Auction Day

"Can't you hurry? We need to go find a spot!" "Today's item must be super special! What do you think it is? "I'm too stupid to even imagine anything..." "All your existential troubles will go away soon, okay?" "That dog looks like he has something to say, if you get what I'm saying!" "No no no, that was very weird, what is wrong with you?" "Was that a rain-rock I just felt?" "Oh shoot! They are going to cancel the auction!" "Darn, life is so unfair." "Rude! You should ask before doing that, you know?!" "I'm sorry...my stuppiness never ends..."

Extinction Party

"Salutations, Sir! May I please enter?" "I have some urgent information to communicate to my pal, [Character Name]" "Present a blood-sample at once!" "What now? Are you going to shoot me or something?" "Please speak to me through the body language of the gods." "You must be on a real special quest here today" "Could you direct me to the correct way to reach [Character Name]?" "Can't you simpletons lend me some privacy?" "Perhaps you shouldn't with an untrained mind like yours. You could die" "It looks like the fisherman became the fished, am I right?!" "Can you say ANYTHING that makes sense?!" "Everything here is so weird." "Are you drunk again?!" "I don't see anything here, you are making a fool out of me..."

Temptation Stairway

"Hey, [Muse Name]! Check out this neat trick!" "Look, there are already some people here" "I wanna go home..." "I don't like this party..." "I'm allergic to people!" "I keep hearing voices inside my head...they tell me to eat my veggies!" "I just had the bestest idea: We'll make a bet!" "Whoever reaches the top of [Location Name] and makes their wish first, has to pay the debts of the loser." "Pay your debts? That sounds awful..." "No way! The [Character Name] is here!" "The bet's on, now let's get 'em!" "I can't go on, I won't achieve anything!!!" "What conspiracies are we cooking on the menu today?" "Would you like to buy treats to remember this beautiful event?" "I'm horrendously sorry, but I've been assigned to a sacred mission and I ought to make haste." "I believe I'm in dire need of your services to learn my current whereabouts." "Well, how much longer until the next celebration?" "Go away, our [Character Name] is no longer giving out horoscopes!" "Why are you looking at the banana like that?" "Identify yourself you disgusting banana worshipper!" "You are all living a lie!!!" "Why is everyone punching me so softly today?!" "Quit the hitting and finish the job!" "It looks like I'm the best and you're the worst!" "...Where are we, anyways?" "Dearest chum, could I inquire how your physical form was able to reach this place in such a short duration of time?" "Would you kindly reveal the wish you made to me?"

Power of Potluck

"Could you be so generous as to sing me towards the fun?" "Aren't you entertained enough?" "Golly, you sound positively starved of fun!" "I...don't recognize this strain of joy." "Say, why all the tears? Aren't you supposed to be cheering?" "It seems I've lost my way to the next act, I'd rather not miss it." "You're up on stage, lady!" "Take your role and play out joy to all audiences!" "How could a chore like this jollify someone anywho?!" "What's the flavor of today's voyage?" "I sense that there might be a touch of exaggeration in your joy." "You have been coming here persistently-over and over." "You need not return here anymore." "You were supposed to ring-rong the bell and run. Not enter the WRONG damn place!" "For the last time...It's called ring-rong run!!! Have you even played this before?!" "How fun was it inside anyways?

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[thepenultimateword]

hello! i've really been liking these leader x villain flavour prompts you've been writing, it's such an interesting combination!

could you by any chance write a snippet with this dynamic? if not, i'd be fine if you redirected me to other snippets with it as well. thank you! i hope you have a wonderful day :D <33

"Anti-hero, get those henchmen bound and gagged. Hero, do a perimeter of the area in case we missed anyone. Sidekick, go check the alarms to make sure no one has sounded anything, then go wipe the cameras."

Each member of the team immediately fell in the line. No arguing, no whining, just pure, trusting obedience. It was a hard thing to build up a reputation that strong. Leading their own the right way so often that they didn't even feel the need to question. More impressive was the way they'd torn Villain's leadership apart. Making them panic, making their henchman panic, seeding the entire base with doubts that quickly bloomed into bright red betrayal.

They'd probably be furious if they weren't also so smitten.

Leader watched their team file out and then whipped around on their heel to face them. A thin sheen of sweat glistened against their hairline, pasting a few stray locks against their temples and brightening the flames blazing in their eyes. They probably didn't mean for the tight clench of their jaw to bring out their dimples, but it did, and it was breathtaking.

Leader yanked on Villain's bond a couple times to test their strength, and Villain's breath hitched as their pinky brushed lightly against their wrist.

"It would be best if you gave up any notions of escape or freedom right now," the hero said coldly. "Any resistance will only get you hurt, and I would rather keep all your bones and teeth intact."

Villain stared in starry-eyed awe. Honestly, how did they ever get into the hero scene with a threatening nature like that? They were like one big dog in the center of a large group of rabbits.

It wasn't that the rest of the team was bad; they all had their skills and specialties that got the job done, but Villain had always felt a comfortableness with the rest of the team. A certainty that with the right pressure they could break every single one of them. Not so with Leader.

The team's chief member was an enigma. Too cold to be influenced, too hard to be broken, too determined to be turned. Oh, how Villain wished they could be turned.

It was an embarrassing sort of dream of theirs, middle school level ridiculous, to get Leader on their side and live happily ever after as the city's rulers for the rest of their lives. They'd be good at it. Leader would notice all the fine details that Villain missed, as well as know the best ways to gain people's loyalty.

"Taking hostages doesn't seem very heroic, now does it?" Villain said, grateful that nothing in their voice betrayed the nervous, squirming sensation in their stomach.

"Consider it more of an arrest."

"You're not the police."

Leader fixed them in a cold, evaluating stare. "They'll get you eventually."

Ok, so this prisoner-of-the-hero-team thing was going to be temporary. They'd really have to make the most of it then.

"What do you even want from me anyway?" Villain said. "Nothing's changed since the last time you sycophants barged in here."

Leader slow blinked. "I doubt that very much."

Ok? That didn't make a lot of sense, but if Leader was interested in them, they weren't going to argue.

"Ok, so--" Villain cut off with an undignified squeak as Leader suddenly grabbed them around the legs and slung them over their shoulder.

"W-wait, we're going now?" Villain cried, hair curtaining their face. They actually had to be a little grateful because they're really couldn't guarantee the state of their face right now.

Leader did not respond.

"But what about your team?"

"They know what to do."

A little shiver ran down Villain's spine. It was more thrill than fear, but Leader must have mistaken it because they said:

"Don't give me a reason to hurt you, and you'll be just fine."

The lair door creaked, and Villain was immediately buffeted with loud, icy, wind. They had to shout a little to be heard over it all.

"Do I get a phone call? A change of clothes? A personal item to get me through the long, cold nights?"

Leader stopped walking. Villain felt their head tip directly down as the hero ducked their head forward and stared through the gap in their arm to look directly into Villain’s inverted face. The flames in their eyes had burned cold.

"You’re a villain. What makes you think you deserve those rights?”

Hm. Maybe this had been a mistake.

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[sexyfoxlady]

Male Orc x Female Reader FLUFF!!!

Warnings - swearing, bullying, child abandonment

(sorry if I missed anything else 🤷‍♀️)

' = thoughts

" = speaking

I AM SO SORRY IF THIS IS SHIT THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FICT 😅😅😅

ALL THE ARTWORK/PICTURES SHOWED BELOW AREN'T MINE WHATSOEVER I FOUND THEM ON PINTEREST I REPEAT THE ARTWORK/PICTURES ARE NOT MINE!!!

Rosita:

Lily:

Finn:

"WAHHH!"

"WAHHH!"

Yells out an abounded infant tucked away deep in the forest, when the infant was abandoned it was still light out but now the Moon is high in the sky and the trees shadows dance around the crying infant scaring the baby more so than it was before making the infant cry louder in hopes of rescue.

"My Gods whatever creature is making such horrific sounds shut up already" says Rosita a strong yet beautiful orc, complains to her companion Lily a black grizzly bear. Lily growls lonely in a way of answering Rosita saying she wishes the same. By the time Rosita and Lily got home they could still hear the creature's horrific sounds. When Rosita noticed the creature was not going to stop unless it's forced to she decided to take matters into her own hands, her hands also caring a battle axe she has not used in ages, except for when it comes to chopping firewood.

Once Rosita got to the source of the noise, she held her axe up high ready to strike until she saw what she was about to strike which makes her drop her battle axe immediately

"My Gods you poor thing how long have you been out here" Rosita ask the infant in a motherly tone knowing she's not going to get a response from a infant. She gently picks up the infant with such a gentle hold on the infant back and neck when Rosita lifted the baby, the baby almost immediately stops crying or making such horrific sounds using Rosita's words, with the baby lifted she can get a better look at the abandoned creature when looking into the infant's eyes Rosita notice that the baby had the most beautiful (e/c) eyes she has ever seen.

"Well look at you with your round ears and beautiful eyes, your just the cutest thing aren't you" Rosita coos at the baby and in response to the cooing the baby giggles with the delight because of Rosita's words

"Aw you're so small I haven't seen a human baby since the war, what are you doing out here all alone" she questions to her self as she holds the baby close to her chest looking around for a possible guardian when she realized that the baby was left to die she felt saddened

"I guess even with war over, people are still evil" she speaks to herself again but this time the baby answers with babbles like she understands what she's saying. Rosita looks down at the baby in her arms and smiles softly already knowing she became attached to the abandoned creature.

"Well I guess you need a name" Rosita says this time talking to the infant in her arms the baby babbles again in response for her name

"Aw I wish I knew what you were saying, but how about (y/n) it means brave warrior and you little Moon are a brave warrior" the baby babbles in delight as if she is approving her name.

"I thought you would like that now let's get you home little Moon" Rosita carries her daughter (y/n) back to her cabin well now their cabin

💚10 years later💚

"EW get away from us princess round ears" one of the orcs (y/n) was trying to befriend snapped at her for wanting to play with them, now (y/n) being insecure about her ears not looking like everyone else's flipped her cape's hoodie to cover them, frowning when doing so

"I'm s-sorry I just wanted to play" (y/n) responded shyly she isn't usually shy but when people make fun of her she becomes "small" in a sense

"Well we don't want to play with your kind" the one that made the first comment responded again having the other three behind him start laughing and resulting in (y/n) wrapping her cape tightly around her to try to disappear

"What do you mean my kind I'm like you" (y/n) asked generally confused

"HA no your not your human NOT a orc like us, princess round ears" making the goons behind him laugh hysterically like they're hyenas.

"N-NO Mama says just because I-I don't look like an orc doesn't mean I'm not orc" (y/n) tries to defend her herself not knowing that she's making matters worse.

"Well your "mama" is probably old and dumb like you"

"MY MAMA IS NOT OLD AND DUMB A-AND IM NOT E-EITHER" losing more of her voice when trying to defend herself and her mother Rosita but the orcs she was trying to befriend just laugh louder in her face making her eyes turn blurry threatening tears to fall.

"HEY" yelled another kid from across the field

"UGH here comes goody two shoes to save the rounded ear princess, let's go guys" the orc that was just previously bullying her walked away with his goons. The "goody two shoes" finally made their way in front of (y/n)

"You don't have to do that you know their's just going to start making fun of you too" (y/n) tells the "goody two shoes"

"oh I'm not worried" the orc boy in front of her says

"I'm Finn by the way" the boy now named as Finn says reaching out his hand for her to shake, she's hesitant though not knowing if this boy is trying to pull something on her. When Finn noticed that she wasn't going to shake his hand he chuckled awkwardly when putting his hand away to hind it behind his back

"I heard what those guys were saying about you and your mom and I'm sure it's not true, in fact I bet your mom is a super young and smart" Finn says with such enthusiasm it makes the girl in front of him blush before responding with a huge grin on her face

"SHE IS, m-my name is (y/n)" (y/n) rebutted with a passionate but also shyly response

"Oh like brave warrior" Finn explained with a wide grin on his face, (y/n) being taken back by someone who actually knows what her name means not just her mother and Lily, it makes her blush a deep red resulting with Finn chuckling a little bit from seeing her face thinking it's kinda cute.

"I-I have to go now BYE" (y/n) says while running towards her cabin far too embarrassed to continue a conversation with Finn at that moment.

Once home she runs straight inside to the kitchen to talk to Rosita about her day

"MAMA" yells her 10-year-old girl excitingly who clenches to her mother's leg

"LITTLE MOON" Rosita drops the knife she's using to cut up some vegetables for dinner tonight to pick up her daughter with her in her arms (y/n) starts to ramble about her day and how she had trouble making friends at first and how she made one at the end she thinks

"those son of a bitches" Rosita whispered to herself but her daughter over heard her so resulting in her daughter telling her that swearing is bad

"Swearing is only bad if you're using it to hurt others" Rosita told her daughter proud of herself for her smart solution to her swearing

"Oooo so when you say those son of a britches your not really being mean" (y/n) says more to herself then her mother trying to understand that swearing is only bad when you're using it to hurt others.

'I want to tell her so bad that it's bitches not britches but I can't I'm already fucking up right now with giving my 10-year-old daughter swearing knowledge'

"okay enough with the swearing talk what about this boy Finn you met" Rosita trying desperate to steer the conversation to something more 10-year-old friendly

"um I don't know he's nice I guess" (y/n) bashfully said looking away from her mother

"Oh Oh OH" her mother chant excitingly making her daughter turn a brighter red than she already was

"Mama stopppp" beg the little girl already feeling embarrassment from how she ended her conversation with Finn as it is

"Ok ok little Moon I'll stop but I want to know more about this Finn boy pleaseeee" begged her mother whose eyes were pleading to know more about this mysterious boy who was able to get her daughter to be bashful

"H-He know what my name meant" said the young girl who finally turned to look in her mother's eyes after her sentence was finished. Rosita's reaction was surprised she hasn't met anyone that knew what her daughter's name meant but here comes a 10-year-old boy that knows what it mean Rosita could feel her heart swarm with happiness for her daughter

"Aw little Moon he sounds like a sweetheart" causing her daughter to blush again but this time wiggling out of her mother's arm to escape, Rosita let her go with a chuckle watching as her daughter runs out the house to most likely play with her companion Lily

"OK MAMA BYE BYE LOVE YOU"

"LOVE YOU TOO" Rosita chuckles to herself lightly while shaking her head in a slow back and forth

"Oh what am I going to do with you little Moon"

💚10 years later💚

"MAMA I'M HEADING DOWN TO THE MARKETS DO YOU NEED ANYTHING" (y/n) yelled echoed through the house to get her mother's attention, it startled Rosita and Lily who was sitting in the living room reading a book with her companion laying by her feet

" Little Moon for the love of all Gods why must you yell" Rosita kindly but sternly scolded her daughter for yelling in the house

"Sorry Mama I didn't know where you were"

"Now young lady you know damn well I don't leave this house" Rosita at her daughter watching her laugh because of her comment

"You're right you're right what was I thinking you having a social life silly me" (y/n) joked back with her mother

"Ha ha so funny, but since you're going to the markets could you drop off those logs by the door to Finn's father" Rosita asked her daughter with a small smile on her face knowing her daughter's reaction whenever Finn's name is brought up

"S-Sure" blushing profusely by just hearing the young adult's name

"Come on Lily" Lily got up from her spot next to your mother's feet to help you take the stack of logs to Finn's father, once loaded up and ready to go you say a final goodbye to your mother before heading to the markets or more specifically Finn I mean Finn's father

💚30 Min Later💚

"Looks like we're here Lily" (y/n) said gently petting on top of her head before climbing off her to unload all the logs from the wagon that was wheeling behind us, (y/n) bent down to pick up one of the logs 'SHIT why are these so heavy' (y/n) thought to herself as she waddles one of the logs to their destination spot but before she could make it the log begin to slip from her grasp luckily before it could hit the ground and probably her feet too, two big strong green hands caught the log before it hit the ground.

"Hey princess" Finn says with one of the most beautiful grins you have ever seen you used to hate the nickname because that's what people usually would use when bullying you.

The "round ear princess" but whenever Finn uses that nickname and makes your heart flutter like it's about to burst out of your chest at any second, he helps lift up the log to carry it the rest of the way showing off his toned arms as he does so.

"H-Hi Finn" 'oh my God speak normally you sound like an idiot' you internally yelled to yourself as you embarrassly greet yourself to Finn, him thinking it cute, placing the log that he helped you with in it's designated spot before walking back to where Lily is to unload the rest

"Thanks for coming all this way just to drop off some lousy logs" Finn says with a green blush on his face as he realize he was in close proximity with you when helping unload the rest of the logs

"O no no it's really no problem at all I had nothing else going on anyway" 'oh my god did I just blatantly tell this God of a man that I have no social life, greattt' you try laughing it off like you meant to say that

"Well to be honest I'm glad you had nothing else going on it means I get to see you" 'WHAT THE HELL how can he say something like that and not be internally screaming' he is tho.

Both 20 year olds looked away from each other with both green and red faces

"I'm sorry did that sound weird" Finn asked feeling self-conscious with what he just said

"No no I'm actually glad I get to see you too" (y/n) says with her (e/c) sparkling with love unknown to him

"fuckkkk her eyes are gorgeous" not knowing that he just said that sentence out loud

"WHAT" shouted both the young adults making their already green and red faces darker if that was even possible

"I'm so sorry I thought I-" he starts before he cuts himself off realizing what he is about to say will be just as bad as what he already said

"N-No it's o-ok I-I have to get going now anyways the sun is setting" 'SHIT you forgot about the markets' the voice in the back of your head said

"Right" Finn response while shooting finger guns at her, he is internally screaming at himself once again (y/n) chuckles lightly to herself before parting ways with Finn

💚30 Min Later💚

"MAMA HOW DO I COURT FINN" yells Rosita's daughter, Rosita being in the same spot she was when they originally left, has now spit out her tea when the words "courting" left her daughter's mouth

"First off what did I tell you about yelling in this damn house and second OMG YOU WANT TO COURT FINN" Rosita yells at practically the same volume her daughter did when she first walked in, Rosita jumps up from her spot in the living room to run to her daughter to embrace her with such excitement about her daughter's realization 'finally' Rosie's thought to herself

"Well what are you doing to ask him" Rosie to ask was excitement in her voice for her daughter's plans

"Um I-I don't actually know quite yet" Rosita hold her daughter at arms lengths as she looks at her daughter confusingly, like her daughter hasn't been thinking about her plan for the past 20 years, HER DAUGHTER

"What do you mean you don't know"

"I-I actually wanted to ask you what is a traditional way orcs ask to court" one second question left her daughter's mouth her grin grew tenfold

"Oh my Gods my little Moon it's the most precious thing on this planet" Rosita says wiping away fake tears while squeezing her daughter with so much love and affection it could almost cause death

"Mamaaa can you please just help me with this" (y/n) begged her mother but the beg was also for her to stop with her over excited reaction

"Ok ok you could give him a handmade bracelet and ask him"

"oh my Gods yes bracelet beading I can absolutely do that but what colors should I pick" (y/n) asked while looking at her mother hoping she had an answer for her.

"Oh no don't look at me, this is your courting and you need to pick the colors or color, whatever, just pick little Moon"

"But Mama don't you love me and don't you want to help me" you ask while giving your mother the biggest puppy dog eyes you could make

"I do love you little Moon that's why I'm letting you do this on your own" Rosita smile lovingly at her daughter as she softly caressed her cheek before bopping her on the nose then walking back into the living room to continue reading.

💚The Next Day💚

(y/n) ran down the stairs to the front door ready to go out to give Finn her courting gift

"BYE MAMA"

"Wait a damn minute, where are you going"

"I'm going to see Finn" (y/n) was confused on why her mother was asking where she was going there's only one place she wanted to go to.

"Wait so you're telling me you finish your courting gift for him"

"Yep" (y/n) said with a light blush on her face and a big grin to show her excitement but also nervousness

"Damnnnnn you must really like him if you want him off the market so fast" Rosita jokes making her daughter babble like when she was younger only causing Rosita to laugh more

"Okay are you done I'm going now" rolling your eyes playfully, you gently kissed your mother's cheek before heading to the front door once again

"Byeee wish me luck"

"Oh little Moon you do not need luck one bit that boy is so smitten by you" your blushing face now lasting longer because of your mother, leaving the front door to see Lily waiting for herself

"Let's go Lily" (y/n) said climbing on to Lily's back

💚30 Min Later💚

Climbing off of Lily you see Finn in the distance working on his family's farm before you call out to him to get his attention you clutch the bracelet you've worked on all night to your chest almost like giving a little prayer to the Gods that everything will work out.

"FINN" you yelled waving your arms above your head to try to get his attention, when you finally do get his attention he looks up and when he sees you his face breaks out into a huge smile with the light tint of green blushing his cheeks.

"Princess what are you doing here, are you dropping off some more lousy wood" Finn jokes

"N-No no wood today" 'can I please say one sentence to him without messing up' taking a deep breath and bundling up all the courage you have you begin on your mission to court the man you love

"I'm actually here to ask you something" you say seriously which concern Finn because you didn't mess up your sentence in front of him which to him can only mean something's wrong.

"Well are you all right is everything okay" 'my Gods this man is so thoughtful' you thought to yourself before you continue with your mission speeding up the process a little to not worry Finn further

"Don't worry it's nothing bad... unless you don't like it" saying the second part more to yourself but Finn still being able to hear you nonetheless

"I doubt I could ever dislike something you give me"

"I sure hope so" you chuckle lightly to get rid of the nerves that are now building up faster than you like before your nerves can get the best of you can take deep breath before clasping both of your hands around the bracelet before hesitantly pushing your clasp hands forward so it's in front of Finn, he looks down at your hands confused before you open up your hands hesitantly revealing the bracelet you made for Finn that matches your eyes, you found the most beautiful (e/c) beads that were the closest match, Finn is still confused but also hoping this bracelet means what he thinks it means

"I-I like you a-and would like to court you if if that's alright with you and my Gods I hope it's okay with you because this will be so embarrassing if not th-" before you can continue with your rambling Finn gently grabbed your face in such a way making us lock eyes before he softly spoke

"I would love nothing more than to be yours" both smiling from ear to ear with faces bright green and red, (y/n) pushed the bracelet on Finn's wrist before Finn leans down slowly to capture your lips with his before he could pull back from the kiss you pulled him back in for just a couple more seconds making him chuckle lightly which made your lips tickle slightly thinking to himself how cute your actions was. Finn held your face still in each other's arms as you slowly backed away from each other looking deeply into each other's eyes he spoke softly for only you to hear

"fuck I love you" resorting with both you guys giggling in each other's arms then gently laying your head on Finn's chest feeling how his heart only beats for you. 💚💚💚

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[northwest-cryptid]

You know I wish less shit was so in your face about its core message. Even when I agree with the messages. Like it really feels as though the majority of games or shows have to leave you with some kind of moral message rather than just being a story these days.

I really miss when games were just a story you got to experience or a sequence of puzzles to solve or a bunch of fun mechanics to interact with.

That's not to say you can't have some kind of central moral message at the heart of it all. Most did and the key factor there was that it wasn't super in your face.

I recently watched a playthrough of Silent Hill, a short message or whatever it's called. The writing was awful, the gameplay was non-existent, the message was REALLY in your face; it felt nothing like silent hill. It was just bad. It was really disappointing and I didn't realize why I felt so strongly until I really thought about the last time I got to play a story driven game that wasn't some moral preaching of how I should be a good person and not kill myself or something.

And again, I agree! I can't overstate how much I agree with the idea that murder is generally bad and suicide isn't good. Yet I don't need a game to aggressively tell me this every two seconds while trying to make it seem like they pulled a fast one on me with a DRAMATIC TWIST I could see coming a mile away because they fucking announced it.

When it comes to games trying to deliver a message I really think there's a scale of like, absolutely not saying anything to saying way too much.

Silent Hill 2 is a great example of not saying anything but it's good because the people who care will dive deep enough to get the message out of it. Believe it or not there's people out there who played sh2 and think James is a good person which like... Did we play the same game?!

A little further down the scale we have xenoblade 1 which I feel absolutely states the message but does so well within it's lore to the point it feels natural and doesn't detract from the experience.

Even further still I feel Undertale fits the middle of the road. You get it's message clear as day, almost annoyingly so; however I can't complain too much because the game is an enjoyable experience regardless and the core message fits well. It makes sense. The characters are enjoyable. There's still a lot to love there even if it punches me in the face every 5 seconds with "MURDER IS BAD" it feels earned and justified.

The problem I have is that beyond this, there's almost no middle ground between "it's heavy handed but good!" And "please fucking shut up I get it I get it I get it!"

A Short Message is bad any way you slice it. We're talking bad animation, weird immersion breaking third person and then first person and then third person and then live action but only for this scene and then game engine again type shit. We're talking bad voice acting, bad gameplay where you really don't get any agency or choice. It's a whole mess of problems and the entire time they're really hamming up the core message they want to deliver, which doesn't even go anywhere. The characters don't grow, the plot "twists" are obvious and bad, and the characters kinda just don't make sense at all. This isn't exactly meant to be a review so much as it is to say

This is the unfortunate norm for a lot of games now.

I don't want to sound like some "right winger" so no I'm not going to say that a game trying to align with younger leftist values is inherently bad. I'm all for games with gay characters or characters who are trans or whatever. I'm literally a disabled NB/Genderfluid/queer pansexual Native American and man does that feel like buzzwords at this point so obviously I don't mind that stuff showing up in games...

What I do mind is when games think they can skirt by because of all that. Gameplay? We don't need it our main character is gay, we gave him a boyfriend who's trans! Story? What do you mean what's the story? I just told you gay trans boyfriend!? What more do you want?!

Or just you know "hey you know what, what if you were the bad guy the whole time because killing is WRONG!"

Sure alright you wanna see that done really well? Unfortunately if I tell you the name of some games now it'll spoil them completely but I can think of 3 games so here's a list without names.

1. You literally spend the whole game fighting enemies who speak a language you don't understand and you view them as monsters to be killed because you don't know they're pleading with you to not kill their friends and loved ones. However on a second playthrough you CAN understand them and guess what? This doesn't change anything, have fun needing to kill innocent beings to progress the story all while finally understanding what they're desperately trying to tell you.

2. You're taking over for the last guy who had this job and my god he was a dick. As you go through the game you're going to learn a lot about him and why everyone has beef with the guy and doesn't really trust you as a result. Only they seem to take it really personally when you speak confidently that you'll do better than he did... That's because you literally are him and you're not aware because it's a time loop. This dude you spent like half the game seeing as a horrible person is literally you and suddenly everything makes sense when it comes to how these people treat you. Unfortunately you still have a job to do and it's a lot easier if you start thinking like he did.

3. You're an innocent victim of war and spend half the game attempting to make right the suffering inflicted upon you and your friends, only when you're finally face to face with the man responsible for the war itself you're let in on a secret that no one knew but him. Finally understanding the nature of not just the war but the world itself you can almost understand why he's doing what he is, and unfortunately for everyone your words aren't enough to talk him down with going through with his plans to literally end the lives of everyone from your entire continent. Now you're faced with the gut wrenching decision to kill him to protect the very people you've learned are actually even more at fault, as you figure out he's merely doing this since your people attacked his long before and he's trying to protect them from another genocide by making sure your people don't have the chance. You're both in the wrong, and it's just your luck that when you refuse to kill him a third party steps up to finish the job and take his place as the big bad of the story; but hey at least you're not the bad guy anymore.

There's more but these three games, which I unfortunately will not name because doing so now will spoil them; handled the concept really REALLY well. Proper twists in the story, waiting to say their piece till just the right moment; actually giving you information that makes sense for you to know instead of trying to infodump about how clearly you're in the wrong.

I miss stories that are worth telling instead of games just shouting at you about morals. It's like if metal gear revengance took itself seriously but somehow amped up the cheese factor at the same time.

Side note I know people who play mgr and think it's absolutely the deepest thing ever and took it like a stoic masterpiece and I genuinely have no idea how. Like so much of that game is silly random over the top bullshit you can't get mad at people for laughing at it. These people get mad if you jokingly say "MEMES JACK, THE DNA OF THE SOUL" like you're shitting on some sacred tomes or something.

Anyways I'm not saying every game sucks now or something, I play plenty of good shit. But few have good STORIES I really want something genuine, a story to be told that I get to experience and that I can go back through over again and enjoy maybe a little differently. This was never too much to ask even a couple years ago but I feel like if the game isn't trying to nudge me aggressively with "we're just like you cool trans gay teens!" It's aggressively in my face about "noooo don't be mean being mean is bad! We're gonna stop this problem by being nice uwu" and not even in the fun self aware Undertale way, just like in the really annoying in your face "I'm taking the moral high ground so I'm better than you" kinda way.

Anyways before anyone yells at me about how I totally said your favorite game is awful, feel free to ask my opinion of a game in an ask or something and then if I say it's bad you can absolutely get on me about it. Unless your favorite game is that new silent Hill a short message game thing in which case I'm sorry that you have awful taste in games because there are better games that deliver on the same message with better gameplay AND story AND graphics AND voice acting so like I don't get it.

[b1ueoff1ine]

I'll Be Home For Christmas

Professor!Otto x Reader

Prompt/Summary: You're boarding at a school overseas, and most students are going home for the holidays. You can't afford the trip, so you've decided to stay despite the fact that you miss your family. A charming man who happens to be teacher at the school invites you to join him and his family for Christmas. During the break, you relearn what Christmas, and love, are all about from a new perspective.

Warnings: Age Gap. Angst. Fluff. (let me know if I missed any!)

A/N: any one wanna be tagged in part two? also the gif- the background I'm imagining as a chalkboard so it makes sense.

WC: 777

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"I know, I know, honey, but it's what we've got to deal with. You can make it through break without us." Your father's voice came through the phone.

"But-"

Your father cut you off. "No buts. We dont have the funds, you don't have the funds. You've just got to deal with it."

"Fine." You sighed in frustration, hanging up the phone.

You weren't going to be able to see your boyfriend this Christmas, nor your family. Despite how much you wished you could return to the US, you didnt have the funds for flying overseas. You were stuck in London for the holidays.

No one could guess you were from America. You had lived in the UK for years, the surrounding peoples influencing your accent. You visited your family every summer and winter break, it had become something very important to you.

That was why you were so bummed. And a few years ago was when you met your then soon-to-be-boyfriend who you felt an instant connection with.

But that didn't matter now- you couldnt go home and see him.

You felt like crying. You wanted to. But there was other students in the hall with you. So you headed to your dorm.

You arrived to your roommate's side halfway cleared out, them exiting the room with their suitcases in one corner.

"You get to go home? I thought you were staying here." You scoffed in frustration.

"Hey, I didnt know it was happening until this morning. Dont get angry at me." She replied, eyeing you with concern. "Relax, we still have classes today. I'm not leaving you yet."

"Fine." You said reluctantly.

You had every class with your roommate, which was nice.

You went to your first class of the day and suffered through it. The students next to you were a couple, and they were kissing and cuddling like you used to with your boyfriend in the US.

It made you so upset, you snapped at them. "Pay attention!"

"Ugh, fine." The girl looked and sounded disgusted that you were speaking to her.

The rest of the day was torture. You literally had almost every class with that same couple and they were distracting as hell. When it got to your last class of the day, the day before break, you were pissed at them.

"Shut up and pay attention!" You snapped.

The girl looked disgusted again.

"Thank you, miss L/N for reprimanding those two. I was starting to get annoyed." The professor spoke to you, but angled the annoyance towards the couple- specifically the girl.

Her disgusted expression turned to a mixture of surprise and confusion.

"Pfft." You stiffled a small laugh.

The professor smiled. "Now, miss L/N, care to tell us what you are going to be doing over the holidays? We might as well start with you."

You nodded and stood. "I wish I could go back to the US, but neither my family nor I had the funds to do so. So I am staying here to explore the parts of the UK that I have not yet seen." You finished and sat down, leaning back in your seat.

It was the last class of the year before break, yet it seemed to last forever. Student after student talked about going home for the holidays and spending time with their loved ones.

You sighed as the bell finally rang. It was so unfair that everyone got to go home and you couldn't.

You were just about to leave the classroom when you heard the professor call your name.

"Miss L/N, a word please."

You heard a few students 'oo' and 'aw' thinking you were in trouble. But you knew better than that.

"Yes, Professor Octavius?"

He waited until all students had exited the room. "I couldn't help but feel sorry for you for not being able to see your family this winter break. If there is anything I can do to help, let me know."

"All I need is the funds. But I dont want to ask for them- that would be rude of me."

"Oh, dont worry about that, dear. I'd be glad to help."

"Thanks for the offer, but I meant what I said about exploring London."

"If your sure." He said in a slightly concerned tone.

"Although, it would be nice to have some company on my adventures." You said aloud, forgetting where you were for a moment.

"You know, my family ventures around the UK every Winter break. I'm sure they wouldn't mind a small addition to that tradition." Professor Octavius chirped, a warm smile on his face.

"I dont want to intrude-"

He was persistent. "Please, dear, I insist."

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[koviah]

A Journey to Belonging

Ryuu Introspection one shot

[Read on AO3]

The people in the hall all offer boisterous greetings to each other; their voices flow comfortably together as if it was something practiced, as if they were all given the same script beforehand.

No matter how many books Ryuu reads on the subject, he could never catch up to the same page as everyone else.

When it comes time to pass him they offer a smile and curt nod.

It’s a familiar ache.

He used to try to include himself, but the practiced phrases never sound as good out loud as they did in his head.

Something about what he says is wrong- the conversation halts. They could sense he didn’t belong.

The silence is so loud.

The flowers refuse to teach him how to open up. He specializes in poisons, instead.

He stops trying.

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Shirayuki joins the team. As the weeks go on he waits for her to see him for who he truly was and drift off like all the others.

Why doesn’t she?

She shows him her work, and asks his opinions. Continues to listen intently, taking notes when needed and smiling at his conclusions- even thanking him for his time.

His throat feels tight, and his eyes begin to burn.

‘When was the last time I had some water?’ He shouldn’t overdo it. Dehydration would only hinder his research.

Shirayuki turns to him as he stands. Her mouth doesn’t move but her questioning eyes are kind and he wants to answer. “W-water!”

If she hears him stutter, she doesn’t show it.

She simply smiles and goes back to her paper.

It makes him want to try again.

*

Obi makes a joke that gets a reaction out of the other people in the room and it hurts to be left out again.

The words weren’t meant for him.

He pretends to not hear it.

Someone as charismatic as Obi wouldn’t want to wait to hear what he had to say, anyways. He wasn’t witty enough for a conversation with this many people.

Ryuu is startled as a tall lanky form leans against his desk. Gold eyes focused on his face.

“I- Uhm…”

His words were always too loud, his laughter too sudden, he was always trying too hard yet somehow never hard enough.

His mind goes blank.

He feels ashamed that he wasn’t prepared.

Obi lifts a hand to ruffle his hair with a smile, effectively breaking through his intrusive thoughts, offering a silent communication. just for him.

Ryuu closes his mouth and watches in awe as Obi gets comfortable next to him as if it were easy.

Throughout the conversation the taller man pats his shoulder twice, and occasionally moves around some of the items on his desk with a sly grin. It feels as if Obi wanted to make sure his presence was felt.

Ryuu grumbles and glares as he corrects everything, but the corners of his lips threaten to betray him with a smile. It feels nice to have him there.

*

It becomes part of his daily ritual to be crossing the courtyard and have Obi fall from the sky to walk with him.

He doesn’t think he will ever be used to it, but he smiles upon seeing the older man approach him now.

*

When Shirayuki heads to the cafeteria first she always grabs an extra plate for him at dinner. It makes him warm to think that he would be missed if he continued working as he once used to.

They wait for Obi to finish his patrolling shift together.

*

He doesn’t remember when he starts to look forward to these moments with excitement instead of hesitation.

He wishes he could go back in time.

He would give himself a message to hold on to.

It gets easier.

He notices that he no longer has to plan out what to say, and how to say them. Sometimes he stutters, and other times he just shrugs, but his words don’t feel wrong anymore.

The pervasive ache finally subsides.

*

<center>Someday, someone will love you

and you will forget

why no one else ever could.</center>

#akagami no shirayukihime #Ryuu #ASD coded #snow white with the red hair #ASD #akagami no shirayuki-hime #ans #Obi #Shirayuki #Introspection #Found Family #fanfic #my writing #ao3 link #ao3

[shizukathefox]

Personal vent about myself

I wrote a personal vent about the future about my art + buying commissions, the state of my life, and what’s going on behind my social media accounts. I love you all. Please give it a read if you care about what I do, this is important for me and for you.

Pic for the algorithm cause I know it doesn’t care about my words.

I don’t know how to say this, but I can’t find the time or energy to make art and/or buy commissions. My government is actively trying to kill me, my mental health is taking all my time and motivations. My effort is towards changing my behavior and behaving right, not pretending to be happy as I wanted to be.

I have not felt inspired or even desired to buy commissions. I have no new ideas, poses for art, songs for animation memes. I kept waiting for inspiration to hit again but it didn’t. I don’t even know if I’m going to be alive next year, how could you expect me to plan and buy a commission that may or may not be expensive?

It scares me. I deeply miss buying commissions but I feel like it’s rapidly losing me. I’m not as good as I used to be and I don’t understand how I made what I did. Deep depression and anxiety has made it impossible for me to do this, and I’ve lost crucial money for that. I’m scared.

I have to help my family out in order to prevent my house from being sold, only one of which I’m able to pay for. I can’t afford to go to my psychotherapy checkups. I barely have money to get stuff, yet I somehow have to save up money so I can escape Virginia next year. If Virginia doesn’t kill me first, of course.

I genuinely, through all of this, can’t keep going the way I always have. What little energy and passion I have left is helping my family out as fast as I possibly can. I wish I could be Shizuka the Scene Fox for you again. Someday. But I’m not safe, and I need to fight against that.

Imagined harassments and being blocked by people on social media cripple me. I feel like I’m disappointing everyone. I see my inspirations improving and shining. I don’t understand. I’m happy for them. With this world around you? How do you do it? I don’t know.

I’ve found happiness and stability through watching art tutorials on YouTube. I want to go to an art school someday. And though my dream of touring and supporting myself through art always remains, is it really realistic? Where have I gone, who knows me? I can’t move out of Virginia from my beloved home sweet home.

That’s what’s been overwhelmingly on my mind lately, I guess. I know it’s venting and it might not make any sense and I’m sorry for that. I just can’t keep this to myself anymore. All I ask of you in the future is please, please be patient and loving with me. Please. I’m trying.

I want to end this with something positive. I’ve found massive comfort and peace amidst such awful stress through Learke lately. It’s genuinely helped me stay positive. I think when I get back, when I��m ready, I want to commission an animation meme that sounds like this.

#personal #personal vent #personal health #personal help #mental vent #mental #mental help #mental health #mental health help #vent #ventcore #vent text #vent post #vent blog #vent tag #furry #furry fandom #furry community #furrycore #text by me #my text #text #textcore #text post #text blog #text tag #SoundCloud #Learke #Kittydog #Kittydoggo

[thoradvice]

Hi! Is it okay if I can request a positivity post for people who struggle with ptsd? ;-; I keep having flashbacks and I am constantly dealing with multiple triggers 24/7 for the last few months now and I’m so scared that I’ll never get better. I only get a few hours of sleep every night because I’m so anxious and on “high alert” all the time, I’m jolting awake gasping and then I can’t fall back asleep. I’m shaking everyday because my brain is always like “look out for the danger!” And I’m unfortunately in a position where I am unable to avoid my multiple triggers (certain clothes, certain colors), and the person who gave me this ptsd is someone I accidentally see online at least once a week, even though I’ve blocked them, they are a very popular fandom blog and they frequently buy commissions of themself… like maybe 15 to 20 commissions per month from all different kinds of artists. So I’m always seeing my abuser’s commissions, visual images of them floating around everywhere I go :( I tried taking time off of tumblr for 8 months, but my ptsd didn’t improve, I just felt lonely and I really missed uploading my own artwork ;-; but now I’ve stopped drawing entirely because I don’t find joy in drawing anymore.

I am surrounded by these reminders of what happened to me, and my only hope is to someday reclaim the triggers and to see them as normal things again, but I don’t know if that’s possible when I feel so incredibly broken and I see my abuser so often. I’ve never had to deal with this kind of thing before. I wish someone would sit with me and tell me everything will be okay, even if it might not be true. I went through all of it completely alone for a full year, and now I feel so numb to anything around me. Going to movies, restaurants, concerts, all of it feels so empty to me. I’m sorry for the vent, you don’t have to reply to this if you don’t want to ;-;

hi there, sweetheart !! first off, i'm so sorry that you're struggling so hard right now, and that you can't seem to escape anything that's making life so much harder. i have never personally dealt with ptsd in that sense, but i do have an ample amount of trauma, and you have my every sympathy.

i'm going to split your ask up into a few parts, if that's okay. i completely understand the fear of never getting better. dealing with so much mental anguish for so long is a trauma in of itself, and i'm so sorry. please know that there is a "better" for everyone. everyone's looks different, and comparing yourself to others who recovered quicker, or more easily won't help - because your situations are always going to be different. but there /is/ a better for you, and anybody else reading this. it'll take time, and will happen slowly, but you'll get there. i also really struggle with sleep, because of intense anxiety / nightmares. there are a number of OTC medications that you can try, have you? i know it sounds silly, if you're struggling so much, but sometimes simple answers help the most. i'm not sure where you are, but if you're in europe, you can order melatonin from the us, and of course in the us it is OTC. there's also a number of medicated syrups (nytol / night nurse / etc). melatonin can occasionally create nightmares, so please be sure to start on a tiny dose. if you have already tried these, speaking to a doctor may really help. i completely understand not wanting to bring up your ptsd, but there are ways to build up to it - including merely mentioning sleep issues first, and building a rapport with the doctor over a few weeks / months. sleep is so key, and getting something that helps you get rest will be instrumental !!

i'm so sorry your abuser is so popular. that's such a uniquely awful pain that i cannot even begin to imagine. is it possible for you to blog them, and the people creating art of them? it'd probably take a while, and be a bit taxing at first, but eventually you may see that your dash has less and less of them. i understand losing joy in the things that you love. it'll take a while to find the joy again, but this is something i have also experienced, and things will make you happy again. i don't feel equipped to advise on managing triggers surrounding things you love. but it may be worth trying to sketch something small and unrelated to fandom. is there a pretty tree you can see from your window? a cool house down the street? a cat lounging around? perhaps taking art away from the online space and the person who hurt you may make it feel more "yours" again. i'm so sorry that you've been going at this alone. no one ever deserves that. i don't know you, but i'm sitting with you right now, telling you it's going to be okay. there is more to life than this pain you're feeling right now, and there always will be. you will find joy in the things you loved again. you will be able to exist without reminders from your abuser, or if they happen, you will be equipped to deal with that. you will build a network of people to lean on, and that love you, and will be there for you. you deserve more than the hand you were dealt, and i hope you get that someday. emotional numbness is perhaps one of the most taxing things to deal with, but please know that this grey won't last forever. colour will bloom into your life again. there is more than this, and you deserve more than this. i am here with you, and you'll get through this.

#ask #anon #thor gives advice #ptsd #trauma #recovery #i truly hope you can heal from this #<3

[ctrsara]

Distance is Stupid

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Peter and Tony are both trying to give each other space during Peter's first semester at MIT, but it's not going well.

This story's finishing prompts for @Comfortember 2022 are "Distance" and "Moving Forward." (Marvel MCU)

Peter Parker trudged from his last class of the week towards his dorm room. The chill of the early October air was starting to get more pronounced in the evenings, and he glared at the trees with their fiery autumn colors, not quite able to see them as pretty, because he knew they signaled winter was coming. Even though it had been years since the spider bite, winters always brought a few headaches as he tried to stay warm. His body just wasn’t very efficient at dealing with the cold anymore.

For the six-thousandth time that semester, he wished Ned had decided to come to MIT with him instead of going to Caltech. And sure, he saw MJ several times a week since she was here too, but her freshman classes at Harvard and his at MIT were pretty demanding, and she had clicked quickly with her roommate, and spent a lot of her free time working. 

Not that Peter didn’t like his roommate. Peter felt like he could get along with most people, and Garrett was friendly and fun. They even hung out sometimes. But he was pretty into the party scene (as most freshmen were) which Peter had quickly realized he had little interest in. His spider-enhanced senses didn’t take well to alcohol or even secondhand smoke from most other substances, so he had only gone to a few gatherings. There were a few kids in some of his classes that he’d gotten into study groups with, and was enjoying getting to know, but he was just still so lonely. 

Even talking to May a couple times a week was only a short-term fix. She was busy a really great new job, and Peter was busy too, and Tony… well, Tony texted him several times a week, but didn’t call unless he had a pretty good reason. And Peter didn’t call unless he had a pretty good reason, either, so they’d only talked a few times since he left New York. And Peter kind of hated it. He knew he was supposed to be “growing up” and “branching out” and “moving on” now that he was in college--whatever those meant--but it sucked. He missed May, and Morgan, and Ned, and Pepper, and he really missed Tony. 

But that was kid stuff, right? He wasn’t supposed to be homesick anymore at eighteen. He was supposed to be getting to know new people and trying new things, and having the best time of his life. Most of the other students he knew didn’t talk to their parents, or parental-type-figures more than once a week, or occasional texts, and they seemed fine. So what was wrong with him?  

Just then his phone rang. It was… Pepper?

“Hey, Pepper, what’s up?”

“Peter! Hi, honey. How has your week been?”

“Um, it’s been good, I guess. How about yours?”

“Busy, but good. Morgan had a little virus, so that was fun, but she’s doing better now.” Aw, he missed the little rugrat. He’d recently started video-calling with her once or twice a week (because she insisted) and they definitely brightened up his day when they happened.

“That’s not fun. Let her know I’m glad she’s better, will you?”

“Of course. Hey, the reason I’m calling is to give you a little heads up. Tony’s been completely impossible for pretty much the last month, so I finally--”

As he approached the dorm and went to scan his card at the building door, Peter was aware of motion off to the side. He whirled around, letting out a huff of surprise, half startled and half confused that his spider sense hadn’t let him know anyone was there. The only person in Cambridge that didn’t make it buzz a little was MJ, and he knew she was working all weekend, so who…

He focused back in on Pepper’s voice just as he recognized the figure in the shadows. 

--so he might be showing up sometime this evening, if he can talk himself into it and… Peter?”

“Yeah?”

“You sound funny. Are you okay? Is-- Oh. He’s there , isn’t he?”

“Mmm-hmm.”

“That man. I knew he might be impatient enough to take the jet instead of driving, but he must have taken the suit. Well, I’ll let you go, but I just wanted to tell you not to let him act like he’s there for any reason except that he misses you like crazy, and he couldn’t stand another weekend without seeing you. So, yeah. He might not let that slip, and I didn’t want there to be any confusion.” Peter was smiling slightly now as Tony looked at his obviously one-side conversation in confusion.

“Good to know. I’ll take care of it,” he said, his grin only growing.

“We miss you too, Peter. I hope he’s not too much of a bother, and I hope you two have a nice weekend.”

“Miss you too. Goodnight.”

Tony was wearing a brown leather jacket over his Metallica t-shirt and jeans, and his hair was a few steps away from its typical artful style. He’d taken the suit alright. His face looked uncertain, but was disguised with casual Tony-Stark bravado. “Heya, Pete. I was just in town, and I thought you might be hungry, cause you’re always hungry, and I know you might be busy, but--”

Tony wasn’t able to get any more words out, because Peter had abandoned his backpack and launched himself at the man, pulling him into a tight hug, and breathing in the smells of coffee, his aftershave, and the particular metallic tang that being inside the Iron Man suit gave him. Tony’s arms were around him too, his cheek pressing firmly into Peter’s hair, once he got over the surprise of Peter’s exuberance.

“So, you must be really hungry then, if you’re that excited to see me,” Tony tried to deflect. 

But Peter, having the advantage of knowing Tony’s hand already, just said, “I’ve missed you. So much.” 

There was silence for a moment, and then much more quietly, Tony said, “Oh, kid. Me, too. I’ve been trying to give you some distance, because that's what college kids want, right?” Another pause. “But I really wanted to see you.”

“Distance is stupid,” said Peter, noticing that his eyes were wet. “I’m kinda done with distance.”

Tony pulled back and held Peter by the shoulders with both hands, studying his face. “So it’s okay that I’m here? I mean, I have a hotel and stuff, so I don’t have to hang out with you all weekend, but maybe we could do dinner a couple nights, or…”

“Tony, don’t be dumb. I don’t have class until Monday morning, and since someone said he wanted me concentrating on classes instead of a job, I don’t even have that to distract me. You’re stuck with me for as long as you’re here.”

Tony grinned, and said, “Why don’t you take your stuff upstairs? Are you in the mood for Thai, or maybe Italian?”

“Yes, please,” Peter said. As they entered the building, he saw some of the brilliant red and gold leaves in the waning sunlight and couldn’t figure out how he didn’t notice how beautiful they were before.

#comfortember 2022 #irondad and spiderson #marvel mcu #pepper potts is so done #tony stark is a mess #peter parker is also a mess #who thought this was a good idea? #peter parker - college #fanfiction

[give-soup-please]

I had to write this in a Google Doc for fear of me doing something just to accidentally get rid of all of it, but anyways:

Hi, it’s me, May again. 

First thing’s first: I’m so sad that I missed the whole ‘submit stuff in the ask box for conversation’ thing - I’ve been so busy that I haven’t had time to do the things I normally do… But I suppose I could submit things whenever I want, huh? Eh, I don’t like bothering people (It’s a problem) so I usually wait to send things anyways. 

Anywhosies, first I must respond to your response to my response to your response to, er,…. and so on.

1. Don’t worry, I don’t plan on revealing myself just yet. Honestly, I think I’ll only do it when you ask, you might know who I am now but pfft it’s fine. I’ll be a secret as long as you wish me to be. Plus, being anonymous just adds that boost of confidence for me to say things that I may not say otherwise due to anxiety… haha, get it, may? AAnyways. I’m glad you think I’m intriguing… Honestly I would consider myself to be FAR far from that, but thank you nonetheless. I’ll be honest with you, I don’t proofread these AT ALL. Literally. I do skim over them just to make sure I’m coherent but … usually it’s just me slapping whatever words come to my mind onto a Google Doc and then transferring it over. I like this style of writing because it feels the most like me, like my brain, like my feelings. 

Also, no, you did not sound like a Disney Villain - I appreciate a good mystery as much as you do, I think, and I probably could have kept it even more of a secret if I had simply ignored Munchies or lied, but I would have felt awful doing either so I didn’t. Anyways, I’m glad you enjoy me being a strange mystery, here to grace your inbox with overly long messages on a sporadic basis. 

2. It’s honestly a tiny bit weird to me that people care so much about such trivial things. There are other things that I find to be so much more important than things like that, that I get a bit frustrated sometimes. I do have a habit of standing up for the things I personally believe in with a viciousness and intensity that would probably scare even the most staunch of opponents but that’s usually because it’s advocating for people to just live their lives happily so… I feel like they deserve a person like that in their corner. And why wouldn’t I stand up for the things I believe in so fiercely? 

3. I can’t remember when I last submitted this ask, but I’m sure you’re practically done or SO very close to being done with it. I know that, especially during things like that, it can be insanely hard to focus on taking care of yourself, especially if you have finals and such. But I think you will do, or have done a great job of it - you made it this far, haven’t you? I’m so glad that you have a support network of people for that type of stuff, not only do you deserve it but it’s just so much easier to do well for yourself when you know that, if you can’t, there’s others in place for you to help when you need it. 

Now that that is done, I wanted to mention all of the random stuff I slapped into my notes app:

4. I also do the cupcake thing! God I love it so much, it makes it so much easier to eat them (cleaner and stuff) and also like you said the distribution is much better. Cupcake sandwich for the win! I also, without fail, get comments on it every single time. Like, seriously, they act as if I reinvented the wheel…

Other food related things: 

- I love lemonheads! So much! I keep trying to find them at the store but they never have anything for them. Not even the small boxes anymore :( It makes me so sad because they also make really good “grounding” things for me sensory wise, like a shock to the system with something sour. Not sure if THAT made sense, but anyways. 

- I’m also picky about tootsie pops, but my favorites are the red and chocolate ones - I hate all of the other ones they just taste… bad to me. I can see why you wouldn’t like the chocolate ones though, especially if you’re picky about chocolate… they don’t really even taste like actual chocolate, kind of like watered down chocolate milk but different? 

- Side question: Have you ever had “homemade” hot cocoa?? Its SO good, genuinely, amazing…. Do you even like hot cocoa? 

- Are the rolls you like the sweet Hawaiian ones? Because GOD those are my favorite, I love them so much. 

5. Honestly I absolutely adore the ocean - I would want to spend my last moments there too. My favorite and best moments in life actually have taken place at the ocean - you know those moments that, while they’re happening everything feels so real and genuinely tangible, like you had never felt real before, but you do now? I’ve only had two of them and both were on the ocean… I am super sad that I’m moving away soon, I’ll be near a rather big lake, but not at all near the ocean. 

6. I love cats more than dogs for a variety of reasons - depending on the type of cat, of course, usually they are a lot less maintenance which is really important for me for health reasons. Dogs also typically have a lot more energy than cats (at least during the day) and I could never even hope to have the energy of a dog. And also cats just remind me of me, if I were an animal I would probably be a big ol skrungly black cat. 

7. While I know that the religion post is technically about Good Omens (Great taste, by the way) - I want to say that I absolutely understand that. I always get such strange feelings about it, even with media I like (i.e. Good Omens) along with those said undefinable emotions. Even if the experience was traumatic I feel like there are layers of beauty within it, of seeing people find hope where they previously thought there was none. Too much bigotry and discrimination in most religions for my taste (cough, why I’m Agnostic cough), so it gets tainted in a lot of emotions, but there’s always those lingering feelings there. 

You know the drill by now good sir, please eat, and treat yourself (especially today) Take care of you because I would ugly cry if you were gone (no, seriously, please)

~Your friend, May

howdy, may. no worries on not being around/available during that time period. we all have our own lives, and i never expect anyone to be available 24/7.

i appreciate that you're playing along and not revealing yourself just yet. makes things more fun.

2. i think you and i feel the same about this, and i'm a firm believer in free speech and all associated pleasures/risks that come with it. tumblr discourse is exhausting lmao...

3. my last day of school before summer break is june 15th. we are definitely in the home stretch now. i have one essay, one homework assignment, and one final left... just gotta stretch myself a bit longer.

4. the cupcake method i use is the only way to go tbh. try gas stations for lemonheads, that's the only place i've found them. you're right about tootsie pops and me being picky about chocolate flavors. i have had homemade hot cocoa, and it's one of my favorite winter drinks. i like both the sweet hawaiian rolls and the regular dinner kind. love is love, bread is bread./silly

5. yeah, the ocean is one of my favorite spots as well, and i've had that exact feeling you've described. i sympathise on the moving part, when i moved, it was to be further away from the ocean instead of closer. freaking sucked. but i found ways to cope. visit the lake, maybe. it's not the same, but water always helps.

6. if i was an animal, i'd probably be a crab or a seal.

7. yeah, i'm writing a good omens fic right now on the topic of religious trauma and the complicated emotions that result. it's been a blast to write, but as per my standard tradition, it's not going to start getting published until it's more than halfway done, which is how i run all my multi chapter stories. it involves very special things, like aziraphale being a queer guardian angel, and found family dynamics.

i'll take care of myself, i promise.

#may anon

[kristawashere]

To answer your question(s)...

When have you felt most proud of our relationship?

I don't know if I have a "most" proud. I think whenever people talk about us as "us" I feel proud. We are together, our friends and family can reliably say and talk about "us" about x, y, z. Krista and Alex bla bla bla. The girls yadda yadda.

What are 5 memories that defined the person you are?

I spit these out as they came to me. Then I reordered them to be chronological. Of note, most of these are from later in my life rather than childhood. I think I really figured out who I was a bit later. Also there are 6. They all felt important.

1. Getting a lecture from my dad when I was around 9 about my behaviour. I used to act out and held such resentment for the foster kids and he just let me have it one day about how I need to stop being an awful little brat because they don’t deserve that and I need to be better for them. How we’re all kids, but I have an advantage over them, and they need me to not be just one more shitty thing in their life.

2. Express yourself '08. Me, Nell, Jess, Ian getting hammered and reading our journals to each other from childhood and talking out traumas. Laughing and crying and just being so vulnerable with each other.

3. Standing on my scale in my bedroom, seeing 102, and getting filled up with so much hate for myself because I was working so hard and wanted the number to be lower than that. 

4. Sitting at my table at Shawna’s wedding watching her say “I do”, and crying so hard. I added this one because it was my first heart break experience, and she taught me what feelings of love for another person actually are. We’d had ups and downs before and after that memory, but I had never felt anything (romantically) as awful as that before that moment.

5. Being in Gareth’s hospital room with my family and listening to his heartbeat slow down, watching my brother sob, watching everyone sob.

6. Feeling so much love for you in my heart when you disassembled a sink in Mexico just to get my cheap shitty ring back for me. It sounds ridiculous but it felt like the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me.

When have you felt the most authentic and comfortable in our relationship?

I think when we’re at the cottage with your family is when it feels the most authentic. When your mom refers to us as “the girls” and we can cuddle on the couch without it feeling strange and I look like a slob in front of everyone and it doesn’t matter. When we’re there it feels like it’s been 50 years instead of 5 for some reason.

Edit for post-cottage thoughts: while the above is still true, maybe it felt strained this year and like we couldn't fully let go. Maybe a better answer is similar to when I'm most proud.

What did your parents teach you about romantic relationships? (thing you want to do vs don't want to do)

As a child they taught me bad habits. They used to fight a lot and use me as bait. I used to wish they would divorce because they were awful. Then after my dad's accident it's like they remembered they love each other. That's the mom and dad you see. I guess maybe they've taught me to laugh off whatever you can because holding on doesn't always make sense.

What has our relationship taught you about yourself?

I value a close partner more than I thought I would. I used to picture myself as a lone wolf who went on dates but that would be enough. But I know now that that's not the case. Or if it was, I wouldn't know what I was missing.

What are the biggest ways you think you've changed over the past few years?

I've gotten more tired. We're growing up, work is less work and more career. I've slowed down. I see that in myself. My patience is thinning in general. However I don't see that as bad. I just really feel strongly in the idea that my hours should be spent doing exactly what I want to do, rather than pleasing others. Also I'm fatter.

When did you last cry? What was it about?

I think my last cry was the night I was locked out of the house, just walking around at 3 in the morning trying to figure out how to move forward.

What would a perfect day together look like for you?

Sun. Drinks. Food. Music. Quiet. Cuddles. No obligations.

What is a way we’ve grown together in our relationship? What's a way we have grown as individuals?

Together - we haven’t mastered it yet but our arguments are getting better. And by that I mean they are getting more productive.

As individuals - you’ve gotten better at communicating. I’ve gotten more patient with you.

When you’re feeling anxious or overwhelmed, what can I do to help?

Depends on the situation. Sometimes I need to be alone to unpack my thoughts, sometimes I need a cuddle, sometimes I need a distraction. I guess ask me what I need and make me give you a tangible answer. And then help me do whatever the thing is.

What are 3 values that we share? What are 3 that we differ on?

We both:

-Want to always do better. Whether it's always educating ourselves on important things or fixing things.

-Try hard to not be shitty to people.

-Value our close friendships and relationships.

What do we differ on? I'm probably more selfish than you, whereas you're more accommodating when it comes to commitments or requests from others.

What does a balanced relationship look like to you?

Time for each other that doesn't take away from time apart, and vice versa. Hard with pets and full time jobs and social lives.

What is the best gift I’ve given you (physical gift, emotional support etc.)

Unwavering support.

When have you felt the most deeply connected in our relationship?

When we have best friend moments mixed in with romantic things. Big belly laughs with tears in the middle of a fancy dinner date kind of thing.

How can you tell when I need your support or that I’m struggling? Can you tell?

I can tell you need me when you aren't present. Which we've had a bit of a rollercoaster of this year. Not caring about things you normally like, not communicating. I can always tell. I wish I could always help.

What would your younger self think of our relationship?

She would be shocked at the connection. Grossed out by how we met. She would be stuck on how fat you let me get. She would love our inside jokes. She would feel relief that soon someone will look at her the way she sees you look at me.

What does vulnerability mean to you?

Just being honest or unguarded without fear of negative consequences. 

What are the next steps you envision in our relationship? How can we support one another to get there? 

I guess that our wedding is the tangible “next step”. Making more of an effort to actively start planning would be how to get there. So maybe putting planning time on the calendar or something. I would like to be better at that. 

What are 5 things you appreciate the most about me?

1. Your compassion for other people, no matter who it is or how it might inconvenience you 

2. Your seemingly infinite patience with me

3. How you let me be selfish when I need to be

4. You always try to make me feel better when I'm down

5. You're okay with being a bit whipped

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Season 3 Episode 8 Thoughts

I am SO sorry this took me so long to write. My week has been a lot, so it’s just taken me a little longer to get to this. But I have been so excited to write my thoughts! A lot of things I might have already discussed on my blog, so if it seems like I’m missing something go back through the last few days on my blog and I’ve probably talked about it already :)

Ok… heads up this is my longest one yet… buckle up, wildcats 😂

I love that for the last couple of episodes they’ve had jet and Maddox doing the opening lines. It was a good subtle hint to the casual viewer that we were going to be seeing them again. If they weren’t a part of the larger cast this season then it wouldn’t make sense for them to do the opener

ANY TIME I hear the rina cue I will call it out. And guess when it played during the opening credits?? When jet said ej and gina broke up (so literally over that scene) AND when he was reemphasizing the coat check 👀

I’m going to be honest… the set up they made for Channing going “full reality show” last episode made it seem like there would be… more this episode? I thought it was going to be more of a repeat of episode five but it felt a little lackluster

LMAOOO the way ricky is sleeping has me 💀 what does josh think fake sleeping looks like 😭 he is so perfectly posed I don’t know how he thought we wouldn’t know he is acting hahahaha

But his jump scare was funny. I’ve loved his “scared” moments this season, like when he and gina were going through the woods and then when they found Ashlyn 😂 so funny

BIG RED I MISSED YOUUUUU

I’ve seen a few people throw around the idea that big red and jet might have a “fighting over who is the best friend” arc next season which would be so funny. But then I saw someone else say what would be even funnier is if ricky just said “gina” so both of them lost 😭 Tim please I’m begging for the storyline

Also when ricky asked if red bought the lotto ticket bc it was the last thing on the list and then red asked if ricky walked on the moon. It kind of made it sound like red got him something for THAT instead which makes me wonder what it would have been… 🤔

Oof jealous Maddox 👀 listen I’ve been calling the Maddox and Ashlyn romance since the episode where they were painting the set and Val and ej since ep 2. I’m impartial to Maddox and Ashlyn because I also love Ashlyn and red equally.

But I am VERY much a Val and ej stan. To me they GET each other. Who did he keep going to for serious talks this season? Who gave him comfort instead of his girlfriend? It’s been Val the whole time. Tim said we won’t get a ton of ej next season because we’ll be focused more on the high schoolers, but it would be cool if his “outside plot” was that he started dating Val :)

RICKY AND GINA MADE WISHES FOR EACH OTHER I REPEAT THEY MADE WISHES FOR EACH OTHER

And I KID YOU NOT: the first time I was watching this (1 am and delirious from just waking up), I watched ricky make the wish, said “where’s gina?” outloud and not even 2 seconds later ricky said, “where’s gina?” That was a little spooky if you ask me hahahaha

But also the fact that he had literally every other friend in the cabin he cared about INCLUDING red who traveled all that way and all ricky could notice in the chaos was where gina is, is so 🥺🥺

It just sends me back to some of my crushes and I KNEW I had it bad when I could spot in a crowd of 100 people if they were there or not and it completely influenced the night. Yeah mr bowen has it BAD

Ginaaaaaa you look so pretty my dear!!! Her outfits made the show feel grounded in reality. It feels less disney. Just something I appreciate in general :)

the only time it felt disney was that AWFUL outfit they had nini in when she was singing “What I’ve been looking for” at the piano with EJ. That one was cruel from the wardrobe department

But also this scene makes me want to do yoga in the woods. Fun fact I actually love yoga and have been doing it for a few years now. Ive just never gone to a remote location to do it 😂 only a gym or at my house

this is superrr random but Val looks EXACTLY like one of my friends from the back with her hair in that updo. I had to do a double take at first when she walked up to gina 😂

“When the right person comes along you’ll know, the timing will just make sense” and then LOOK WHO SHOWS UP MR RICKY BOWEN HIMSELF.

And Val is SO right for this. Rina has been right person, wrong time for the last two seasons. They just kept barely missing each other because of dating other people (FUNDAMENTAL to their growth arcs though). It’s cool seeing them go through all those lessons about who they aren’t supposed to be and be with, so when they DID understand it they got together. 🥹

Kind of a cool parallel from ep 1 this season 😏 “nobody’s gonna get in our way” and then “nobody” shows up asking for a group hug lol

RINA THE LITTLE YOGA POSE THAT WAS SO CUTE NO ONE SAID YOU HAD TO DO THAT

And then gina talking about knowing where she stands with people and that it’s “over and done” she’s ok… Ricky THOUGHT she was talking about himself kinda fibbing last night (he knew that she knew he fibbed), but then she mentioned ej and you see SO much relief on his face. He was so scared he messed up 😭 sweet boy

RICKY PLEASE I AM BEGGING YOU LEARN YOUR CHARACTERS JUST A LITTLE FASTER THAN RIGHT BEFORE OPENING NIGHT. Personally I find the joke of him getting main guy without doing anything significant to get it SO funny. I know other people say others deserve it more, but he really is just being Troy Bolton because that’s exactly what Troy does. He doesn’t really do anything and still gets the lead 😂

That little “happy birthday”. Part of me wishes she would have said it a little louder so ricky would have heard and then maybe we see him walking away, pause when he hears it, then shakes his head and smiles a little. The other part of me likes how quiet she said it because it really gives off that vibe of “things left unsaid” which has just been the two of them all season

One of my favorite running things in the show is that we were told it would never be a “spontaneous song and dance”. There would always be a REASON something would happen. So it’s been so funny watching the show runners jump through every single freaking hoop they can to get a song in 😭 this song, by far, was one of the biggest reaches to me. We go inside Emmy’s mind for a song lol

She has a really good voice but I still am having a hard time seeing why she sang it? I guess I don’t have much of an emotional attachment to her character. She was only shown a couple of times in the show so it felt kind of… off balance for her to get such a large song when there’s other characters (like EJ or Gina or Kourt or even little Elsa after the talk about anxiety) that probably could have had a more emotionally charged version of the song for the audience? Idk it just threw me a little that she got a song in the finale. I’m pretty sure she’s a main character next season so I think a song after we learn her character more will make more sense then.

But regardless I did enjoy this rendition. It was fun seeing everyone prep for opening night to this song and them looking at their costumes. I also LOVED the little ricky and gina opening night looks during the circle. It very much was a direct parallel to s1, but this time felt more authentic because it wasn’t Ricky fighting for gina because he was anxious and needed security. He just loved her and was so proud and happy to be there with her in that moment. The lines about “letting the light shine on me” is very metaphoric to gina this season because she finally feels seen as an actress and ricky shining the light on her saying how proud he is of her… 🥹 this song just comes full circle back to those moments of him celebrating her as Anna.

I will say I LOVED their black and white outfits for this number though… especially Ashlyn’s. WOW she looked STUNNING in that top. Literally like an angel. They all just had these beautiful modified versions of outfits that made sense with them and their characters (for instance, EJ’s was just this sportsman jacket). It was cool because to me it felt like they were all smaller parts of a larger whole symbolically. We could see their essence through the individual outfits, but they were all black and white making them seemingly the “same” as everyone else’s. Costuming is just so, so cool because there is actually a LOT of thought that comes from wardrobe departments when you start doing more investigating in it. It’s all veryyy intentional.

This song was nice too because it really does make sense for every character. We watch their reactions to their costumes, being part of the greater production as a whole, and we know from their individual arcs that “this is where they’re supposed to be”. Gina is supposed to be in a spotlight she earned, ricky is supposed to be in theater camp with gina (not with lily back home), kourtney is supposed to be learning more about her potential, jet is supposed to be a part of the theater kids and making amends with Maddox, Maddox is supposed to be with her friends who consider her part of the same team, ej is supposed to be directing the show and learning about his potential in the film and production industry, etc. etc. etc. it’s just cool watching all of their storylines add up to this part and make SO much sense with this song

Ashlyn being so happy as an ensemble member and practicing with them is so 🥹🥹 the growth

“Gotta figure that one out” lmaooooo Maddox your crush is showing

oof can you imagine if Red, Antoine, Maddox and Ashlyn were all in a room together 😂

I can’t imagine how gina felt when ej was like “that’s tomorrow’s problem” about his dad and them trending. Because one of the MAIN contributors to their fighting and break up was how paranoid and stressed ej has been trying to impress his dad with the show. It’s why he kept blowing gina off and had so much anxiety and more. Now literally a day later after they broke up he doesn’t care? It’s fine now? I’m sorry that would have been SO upsetting for me. The whiplash of it all. And you can see the upset on her face ☹️

Miss Jenn and her singing I can’t 😂

OK this scene in particular how did we NOT see frozen coming?? Miss Jenn and nini here is a DIRECT callback to the “snowstorm” episode where they get stuck in the car. Snowstorms=frozen. Miss jenn talked about how the reason she became a teacher is because she was so stressed over getting that part in frozen and then she saw “let it go” on the score which helped nini decide she wanted to come back to east high. And now she is singing that song and nini is back and they’re talking about letting things go again (nini with east high going to California). Gosh it just makes some cool parallels doesn’t it

But also… Nini’s arc feels a LITTLE counterintuitive because she made this big deal about coming back to east high because that’s her family and that’s what made it so hard to leave and be in Denver. But now she’s leaving again. I mean I understand why, since Olivia is leaving. I guess I just find the irony a little funny 😂

On a lighter note I loveee nini’s top. UGH have I mentioned how obsessed I am with the wardrobing this season?? Because I am 😅

“It’s just a high school musical, nini” 😭😭😭

It’s a small detail, but I love (for the most part) how consistent this show stays. It’s cool that they reminded us from back in s1 that nini used to go to that camp. Of COURSE she would know where the firepit is. I just like when little things like that stay consistent in shows because it makes the characters feel more real. Another example of this is when Carlos at the beginning of the episode was like “on 3” and kourt says, “on 3 or after 3” and then Carlos goes “not this again”. The audience might not remember, but of course Carlos would remember being annoyed trying to get those numbers right from taking pics s1. It’s just fun little details like that that, again, make us feel like these characters really exist.

I love how they’ve decorated the barn from episode to episode 🥹 so cute

For the most part, I like how they’ve addressed kourt’s anxiety storyline. I work with anxiety professionally, so I think they’ve done a good job. Gina asking about what happened to kourt’s bravery the night before might have seemed a little insensitive but i get why they did it. It was so kourt could explain that they don’t go away in a night. The only thing i would have liked to have seen is maybe gina helping kourt take some deep breaths or kourt doing a grounding exercise or something. They’re doing this storyline to show kids they aren’t alone and everyone experiences anxiety, so yes while having a friend HELPS, not everyone has a friend that can “talk them out of it” or be there for them. It would have been a simple way to model, for kids, how to cope with anxiety on their own too if no one is around to talk to. (But this is just the professional in me coming out 😂)

Carlos not being ready to say good bye when he first came to camp not happy to be there 🥹 the growth!!!!

I liked watching Carlos do the “in summer” song but I also kinda wish we would have gotten “fixer upper”. But that’s just my selfish rina heart talking 😂 this was still a cute song either way, though

Lol you can tell nini was filmed separately from the actual opening night. They have no cameras behind her watching so we can see her WATCHING the play. It just LOOKS like she is. You can just tell there were time constraints they were trying to work around with filming with her and it’s just funny watching how they work around that 😂

The little “I’m gonna tell him” “don’t you dare” is VERY much something actual rina would say if there was something happening with one of their friends. Oh yeah they are so kristanna coded 😂

The little red and Ashlyn picture before she walks in on her mirror 🥹

This scene is why I am so neutral about Ashlyn being with red or Maddox. I think she and red work really well together. And with both of them discovering their sexuality and red still knowing regardless he wants Ashlyn, makes me SO happy for them. (Like imagine them checking out girls and guys together on dates lol).

I think this scene was supposed to be confirmation that she was happy with red and wants to be with him too? But the line delivery didn’t totally make me feel that way? And we know Maddox is still going to be around next season, which I really love their arc this season as well, so I would be ok seeing her with either :)

I appreciate that they both went through similar arcs on their own though :) it would have been cool to see red have that parallel to Ashlyn in the episodes… like showing his self discovery back at the pizza shop. But I also love the end of the episode when he’s just like “oh and I’m bi!” And ricky goes “good for him”. 😂 comedy gold. Just so unapologetically themselves. I love it :)

Also, I just realized remember how Carlos and seb had that whole plot last season about being the only queer characters in the school (that they knew of)? It makes the pin scene last episode so much more special because now they’ll have at least 3 more people a part of the LGBTQ group in just their theater club (there could be even more in the school they don’t know about yet) 🥲 that makes me so happy to know they won’t feel so alone

Ok I do like this scene between kourt and little Elsa but my one gripe with it is, isn’t kourt’s mom supposed to be a therapist?? The show did so well keeping storylines accurate up until this point (and I guess a little with nini as I mentioned before). So I don’t know why kourt is so surprised little her has a therapist? It makes it seem like kourt doesn’t know kids her age have one?? Idk and some of the advice little Elsa gives her seems like something her mom could have said to her at this point? This scene was a little confusing to me ig 😂 it was sweet, don’t get me wrong. It just seemed a little counterintuitive to what we already knew about kourt from episodes past hahaha

But also WHEN are we getting a convo with ej and kourt about anxiety?? I’ve said this before and I’ll keep saying it til it happens. Im waitinggg 🤨⏱

“The feeling you get right now is the feeling you get right before you’re about to do something brave” I’m crocheting that and hanging it up in my office fr, fr. One of the best lines of the entire show

“You’re my supernova ash” 😭😭

KOURTS PERFORMANCE OF LET IT GO 15/10 STARS

Literally SO good. Her vocal runs, some of the changes to the delivery of notes, the acting, the contrast of lines as she’s building up to the main part… this was absolutely one of the best performances of the entire show. Hands down. Like BRAVA Dara.

Also normally I absolutely CRINGE when the audience pulls out their phones or starts singing to help the main character, but I actually was ok with it here. (I would have DIED if they would have sang though soooo thankful they didn’t). I think shining that light on kourtney was kind of like what little Elsa said about using her anxiety to help her be brave. At first the lights scared her but then she used them to power through her stress. It was a cool parallel to that convo

The audiences gasps are killing me though 😂 i can’t take them seriously they’re so funny hahahaha its giving mii audience during wii tennis

And their nodding while they’re holding their phones 😭😭 PLS they look like npc’s I’m cryingggg

Also GINA YES FREAKING ANNHILATE CHANNING OMG I LOVED her coming to the rescue for kourt there 😭 really showed that “power of sisterhood” that’s been mentioned a few times in the show. So good

That was such a cool wardrobe change!! AHHH I WANT TO PERSONALLY MEET AND THANK THE WARDROBE DEPARTMENT

gina being so willing to punch Channing i cant 😭😂 she’s my FAVORITE

Ricky saying he’s never felt so much like a kid. When I think of kids I think of how happy and playful they are. How they can just move through life and accept things as they are. They are VERY resilient. This carefree and happy version of ricky makes me sooo happy. I know he’s been hurt by not being with gina but he’s not hurt BY gina. She makes him SO happy and you can see that so much through this season. I just really loved this line. It feels very special to me ❤️

Listen nini and I have had our beef but her doing the little cards each season and this little balloon set up is so sweet to me 🥹

Also… low key (like others have pointed out on here) I kind of forgot nini and kourt were best friends 😬 watching them sing born to be brave together was really cute and you could definitely tell some of that emotion from nini was just Olivia sad to actually say goodbye, but I don’t think I’ve ever really felt a friendship chemistry from them? I’ve seen it a lot more with kourt and carlos, gina, and ash. This scene just didn’t have a ton of impact on me which makes me a little sad? I think I would have liked to have seen their friendship a little more in the past two seasons to make this feel more deep. I’ve seen other people say the same thing so I know I’m not alone on this

I know ricky is just watching offstage but you can’t see that from the angle of this so it looks like he is just walking over and idling, staring at a wall 😂 it’s giving npc energy hard hahahhaa

YES RICKY END HIM. I love that it’s ricky and gina who stand up to Channing. Yet another parallel. Rina being the protective parents of the theater… our protagonists 🥹

Also “for the first time in forever”. You can tell that gina was not at all upset about what ricky said about “acting” like he likes gina. That she knew he was just saying that to get Channing to leave her alone and that he was defending her. It’s a cool contrast between him and ej because ej was just like “yeah we’ll give you drama” which upset her and ricky was like “we’re faking it and we want you to leave us alone. We’re not going to give you more of what is hurting us” which was comforting to her. ahhhhhhh

And then him immediately turning to her and asking her if she’s ok??? He’s so protective of her 😭

KRISTOFFS LULLABY

This was SO sweet

I also fully expected ricky to sing “you’re what I know about love” while looking at Gina so I was taken back when the only line he sang TO her was, “everything I thought I did, you’ve gone and changed it kid”, but after thinking it through this line makes WAY more sense. And the fact that he sang that BEFORE the “you’re what I know about love line”, helps us to know that the following line is STILL referring to gina. He didn’t need to look at her for us to know who he was now referring to because he already did. But lets break down the other line, shall we? Everything he thought he knew and did for love, she changed. Gina represents change. He doesn’t act like old ricky in love situations anymore. We also know that she said ricky came to her as a surprise, he was not part of her plan either. She helped him see that he doesn’t have to be stuck in what he’s known forever to feel love. Also, him calling her a kid refers to my point a few bullets ago about him feeling like a kid again this summer. They are two kids in love. He feels happy, carefree and childlike with her. Not stressed or anxious, like he did with nini. He may have grown up because he’s 18 now, but gina keeps him in that young and happy state of mind. Not in an immature way either… but more in a relaxed way where he doesn’t feel so much pressure on the relationship. “It is what it is and I’m happy if you’re happy”. It’s a very innocent and calm state of mind and I just love seeing them (him) that way together. 🥹

I’ve got some thoughts about why ej and nini were shown during this song, but I’ll keep it short. I think a lot of it is the context of the lines and their stories. For example, “braver than the bravest of us” when showing nini. She sings about “born to be brave”. Her entire arc is about bravery and taking risks and trying big, life changing things which has helped her grow into who she is as a person. I can break down the rest of these if you guys want, but I think that’s what a lot of that is during this song is ricky just explaining their arcs each time a person is shown along with the line that’s sung.

Again, Val and Ej!! I’m telling you people, they’re meant to be!!

Val looks BEAUTIFUL here. I want to know every place these outfits came from, I’m so serious about this

This scene was HEARTBREAKING. Ej needed his dad so much in this moment and for him to turn that love away was hard to watch

You can see Ej just trying to do everything he can to make things right and it just isn’t working.

I know Josh has wanted to sing “scream” and he is absolutely the Troy of the show but with EJ’s arc I actually think he’s more suited for this song? And it would be his first serious performance. Maybe he and Josh could duet it? I’m not sure what Ricky’s story line would be for him to sing this but I’m sure if josh really wanted to sing this, Timberly could make something work for both of them to duet

But the lyrics about losing yourself to get what you want, getting on a ride and wanting to get off. Ej lost everything this season. Himself, his girlfriend, his dad, last season he put away college…. His world is completely upside down and he is being told from every direction how he should be or trying to be everything he isn’t (we saw him go drastically in both ways when he lied all the time to being honest all the time in s1). The song just MAKES SENSE for his character arc

And you can’t tell me when Val sits by him and holds him close they don’t look like husband and wife!! Like they literally look like an old money couple and the wife is comforting the rich husband. I bet this is what cash and his wife look like after a difficult night lol.

Ricky didn’t even seem that upset about not getting a card? Like he did earlier and then in this scene he doesn’t? Lol I can’t read him

PLS TIM IS SO MEAN TO ELTON. WHY ARE YOU MAKING HIM BE IN THAT COSTUME AGAIN 😭😭 I can’t imagine Matt’s face when he’s saw that the first time lmaoo

So I could have sworn in interviews I’ve seen Olivia say she was contracted for 4 seasons? I wonder if she was able to get out of that somehow?

CORBIN REMEMBERING JENN 😭😭 well… Jessica lmao. But that was so sweet

And then the wildcat cheer!! That was so sweet seeing how excited gina was about that 🥹 and right after she said “he’s doing it” Ricky was the first to chime in. He loves her sm fr

Gosh this whole scene with the cheer and then Corbin starting the song made me feel soooo nostalgic. I’m going to be an absolute mess s4 with all of the og cast coming back 😭😭😭

“Sometimes the really good stuff begins only when something ends” to Gina then Ej walks away. I’m so sorry p*w is bones 😭😭 that was so rina coded I’m-

And tbh I liked this song better than the “this is me”. I did like this is me but it didn’t feel as natural to me as “Everyday”. This was such a unifying song for the group about holding onto each other and being a family. And then all of the scenes of them being together were sweet

Also did you notice that the scenes where Ricky and Ej are just goofing and gagging were only at the beginning and end of the season? When Ej didn’t feel his relationship was threatened? It’s like their friendship is good when Ej isn’t worried about Ricky swinging in. I think Ej having a girlfriend that isn’t also Ricky’s love interest could be really good for them and I actually think they could be good friends (brothers even 🥹). This is another reason I want the Val and Ej agenda!!!

Favorite performances from “Everyday”: Ricky and Gina, Ashlyn (literally outsang everyone and for what) and Jet

“Because this moments really all we have” as rina stare into each others eyes 🥹🥹 we’ve seen so much talk about just enjoying high school and living in the moment and that’s what they do when they’re with each other. Time slows. It’s actually very metaphoric idk idk

RINAS NAMES NEXT TO EACH OTHER IM SO SERIOUS ABOUT THIS (especially ricky putting his name AFTER Gina’s, boy is smitten)

Ej signing with Elton 🥲😂

Corbin wearing his s2 shirt 😭😭

Also rina ran under the sparklers together… you know who else runs under sparkler send offs together?? Married couples. I’m just saying 😌😌

RICKY IS WEARING HIS JACKET 🥹🥹

Ok I’ve explained this in an ask so just go down my blog a little bit I’m very much a gina got the lotto ticket and not Nini truther and that’s all I’ll say on that

This time jump is EVERYTHING. Again, I explained my thoughts on how mature they are in another ask so scroll down a bit and you’ll find it :)

Ashlyn’s line delivery here and then her taking pictures 😭😭😭 it’s gets me EVERY time. Soooo funny

Carlos I LOVE

Maddox looks so cute here!!

Ricky 😭🤣😂😂 lmaooo this was such a funny joke and I feel so people who haven’t seen the meme behind it because I think the meme of hilary doing this makes it 10x funnier

Them just screaming in unison: same

This commercial and all of their reactions was such a great way to close up the storyline of the doc finishing but leaving tons of cliff hangers for next season. I LOVE that Tim did this

The Val and Ej/rina/Maddox and Ashlyn/Jetney agenda this doc is spreading 😭😭

Also what the HELL was that innuendo of Carlos and the camper 😭 where did that come from. Apparently this is disneyPLUS adult jokes lol

I’m so sorry but the part where gina is talking about her eyes being on “one thing only” and they just show Ricky with his “no thoughts, head empty” smile 😭😭😭 it’s so unserious 😂😂😂

Like Gina is soooo determined there and he is just completely clueless. That is PEAK humor 🤣

“Good for him” 😂😂

Ej saying he would slap Ricky but he’s his brother feels a little vindictive to me idk

“It’s all gonna work out in the end. Probably”. And then his little wink at the camera? Wtf was that Corbin hahahaha

And I’ve been wanting to point this out forever but notice how they made it a point for Corbin to turn off the camera before rina has their scene?? This was intentional!! I think this was to show the audience (us) who might have thought their relationship was “acting” for the cameras. Of course there is tons and tons of evidence for this otherwise as well, but this was such a nice small touch. Corbin knows they have more to say, so he gives them a private moment. Where they can just say what they need to. Unfiltered, not acting. I just LOVE this little touch 🥲

RINA CONFESSION

NO THOUGHTS, HEAD EMPTY

I’ve said my piece and I agree with sooo many other rinas about this scene that I think it went the way it should have. I’m not going to go into it, just scroll through my blog over the past week and you’ll see all of my opinions :) because there is A LOT

I was just as emotional as rina through this scene. They are everything to me. 😭

This was just perfect and everything it should be and I’m really, really happy with how this season ended ❤️

Rinas, especially my rinas who have been with me since there was literally like, 5 of us, we WON ❤️❤️❤️

Do not worry friends, I still have some drafts and asks I need to post so I’m not going anywhere for a bit :) I just wanted to make sure I got my episode thoughts out here because I know you’ve been waiting for it and I’ve been waiting to do it! :)

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