I Love You

Summary: The five times you wanted to tell Bucky you loved him and the one time you did.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Mutual pining, idiots in love, friends to lovers, fluff, brief mentions of injuries. Not a single curse word, are you proud of me Steve? 😏

Words: 1,347

Author’s Notes: I’ve had this thing *waves hand at the summary* on my mind the whole heckin’ day and my mind screamed at me to write it. I made this little divider thing, it’s so cute I love it and I’m proud of myself.

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Telling someone you loved them was no easy task, especially if the person you wanted to tell was just a friend. How do you tell someone who is your friend that you want to spend the rest of your life with them and that you love them more than life itself?

Well, the first time you wanted to tell Bucky you loved him was when he got back to the compound after a brutal mission that ended up going south and some of his ribs were broken from the fight. You were scared that you would lose him, and you didn’t want to waste time by not telling him of your true feelings.

You gnawed on your lip nervously as you watched him stagger through the hallway with his bionic arm around Steve and his right arm pressing on a bloody wound that seeped through his fingers. Blood dripped down the side of his face and even from the distance you could see he had blood in his hair and dirt under his nails. He looked a mess and the cold look in his eyes made you think twice about dropping a ‘I love you’ bombshell on him right now. Now wasn’t the time, now wasn’t the place.

You let it go for now, allowing Steve to take him to the medical bay to get patched up while you trudged slowly back to your room, hoping and praying Bucky was going to be alright. He was a strong super soldier, of course he was going to be.

The second time you wanted to tell Bucky you loved him was a couple of days after that mission. He was sitting at the dining table alone spooning a mouthful of Cap’n Crunch and reading the newspaper.

“Good mornin’ Buck! How are you?” You greeted him with a warm smile. He looked up from his paper and offered a tight lipped smile in return. His lip was cut from being punched by a hydra agent and he had some deep cuts and bruises over his face and body.

“Hey Y/N! Doing alright doll, injuries are finally healing. How are you?”

How were you, really? Is this the part where you tell him you haven’t slept so much because you’ve been so worried? Does that sound weird? Or is this the part where you tell him what’s on your heart?

“I’m… just a bit tired but doing okay.” You said instead after a few minutes of thinking about what to say. The truth is, you were absolutely terrified of rejection. With other guys, it wouldn’t have mattered so much but Bucky meant the world to you. If you ended up telling him you loved him and he didn’t feel the same way, then everything would be ruined and you know he isn’t the kind of guy that accepts apologies so easily and quickly. The last thing you wanted to do was make things awkward between the two of you.

“You sure? You seem like you have something on your mind there?” He stares back at you with his features softened. Bucky cared and he cared a lot.

You smiled and nodded your head. Only thing on my mind is you, Barnes. “I promise I’m okay, just tired.”

He nodded his head a few times before smiling back at you. “Take a seat.” He motioned to the chair opposite him, “let me get you some breakfast and coffee.”

Like I said, he cared a lot.

The third time you wanted to tell Bucky you loved him was during a trip to the beach with the avengers to take advantage of a free day for everyone and with the sun shining, the temperatures rising, it was just perfect. Tony suggested a relaxing day and this was definitely it. A few hours on the beach seemed to melt any worries and stress you had, and you found yourself smiling and laughing a lot more today.

Bucky was also in a very good mood, he had a constant smile on his face and he was even cracking jokes with Tony and Sam. He was shirtless, not caring if anyone saw his arm and he enjoyed swimming because the water was much cooler against the summer heat.

Bucky was laying next to you with his arms under his head and his ankles crossed over the other as you made sure every inch of his skin was covered in sunscreen. He looked so peaceful, so calm and the words almost spilled out. Almost. Until Tony decided to ruin the moment.

“Hey kid, if you’re done with the sunscreen, can you throw it back to me?” You threw it and Tony caught it easily. When you looked back at Bucky, he was grinning with his sunglasses up on his forehead.

“Thank you for taking such good care of me doll.”

“Of course! Sunburn is no joke, it’s painful because it feels like your body is on fire.”

“Well, good thing we got this huge umbrella over us.” You nodded in agreement and took in the breeze of the warm air as the heat made you feel sleepy.

The fourth time you wanted to tell Bucky you loved him was after his Tinder date stood him up at the restaurant he worked hard to make a reservation for. He came back to the compound looking down and upset. You made him some herbal tea and listened to him without any interruptions.

“I just wish I could find somebody who would love me, ya know? Someone who would love me for who I am.” He sighed, keeping his eyes on the swirling tea.

I love you Buck, you wanted to say so badly. You wanted to let those three words out and break free from the chains.

“I absolutely do understand. You deserve someone who would give you the world.” Bucky looked deep in your eyes, and you felt scared he would see your real meaning behind it. Eyes gave a lot of answers away if you weren’t careful and he was trained to read people like a book. He always knew you were sick before you even became sick. And he knew if you were sad, happy or even anxious and he seemed to know the reasons why behind every emotion. He gulped and nodded, finishing the rest of his drink before bidding you a goodnight. For the first time in a long time, you felt worried and anxious. You felt as if he knew something.

Bucky did know something, he heard the crack in your voice and the way your eyes focused on him as you spoke, as though you were in a daydream. Your eyes gave him the biggest clue and he was thankful for that because he didn’t want to look like an idiot when he asked you out.

Little did you know, Bucky had feelings for you too. You were more than a friend to him and he daydreamed about the future and you were his future. A picket fence house, children, pets. A happy marriage and a happy family. Bucky had plans to ask you out, he just hoped he hadn’t looked at the whole situation wrong.

The sixth time you wanted to tell Bucky you loved him and succeeded was after your first date. He asked you out a few days after everything happened with his failed date. He took you to a quiet restaurant where you wouldn’t be disturbed by the public, you drank wine, listened to the violins in the background and ate dinner.

The flames from the candles illuminated your skin and Bucky became mesmerized by your soft glowing features. You were his dream come true and the moment those words came from your mouth, it had felt like the whole world was lifted off your shoulders.

“I love you too, doll. You’re it for me, I don’t want anyone else.” He smiled down at you, bumping your noses together adorably.

“I’m glad to see that, Barnes. I’m afraid to tell you you’re stuck with me.”

“Wouldn’t want it any other way, doll. Till the end of the line.”

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How exactly did killer loose his arm? Was it cuz he got distracted or was it tactic to prevent something even worse?? ;-; how did nightmate take that sight? How did he get the idea to give killer some of his magic to make an artificial arm for him, did he knew it would work? Was it a hard or painful process for any of them?? (God i love the idea of killer getting a shadow arm from nm >w< makes him even cooler! Kyaaaaa~ still a sad thing tho uwu)

Was nightmare ever in the mood/need/curious to ask killer sing somehing (for him~)??

What ships will happen in kingdomverse??

Alsoo... Uhh dont know if thats an OK question but can they get pregnant? I wanna know if babybones are an possibility in the future? qwq

Ah yes... the Incident.

Allow me to explain the unfortunate event in which Killer almost failed at his job.

(This is gonna be heckin, and I mean HECKIN long. We got some worldbuilding ahead!)

How did Killer lose his arm?

This event happened several years after Killer began his duties as Royal Guard. Dream had already told Nightmare he no longer needed a Royal Guard, and Killer already expressed his wish to stay as one. Nightmare and Killer were frequently having their nightly visits, and things were going well.

One night, however, after Killer had returned to his room and the two had settled in for bed, something happened.

Now I haven't mentioned this before, mainly cause your questions have thankfully not uncovered it >w< During Nightmare's reign, there was much despair in the Kingdom. Negativity brings out the worst in people, as we're all aware I'm sure, and it's no wonder that some people would be driven mad by the results of Nightmare's actions.

Some people began to believe that if they worshipped Nightmare, they would be spared from his wrath and from the destruction his crafted creatures wrought. These people formed a cult dedicated to Nightmare, praising his actions and renouncing their loyalty to the Sun King. They called themselves The Corrupted.

Cults are a very hard thing to get rid of, especially if you weren't aware they existed. When Dream returned and cast Nightmare into the Void, the Corrupted hid themselves in the shadows, vowing to return only once their "True King" returns as well.

The issue arose when Nightmare did return from the Void. Nightmare, throughout his reign, was most often seen as his "transformed" self, and it was that self that The Corrupted worshipped, not Nightmare.

The Corrupted believed that they could bring back the "True King", and to do so they needed to remove the "Imposter King". The cult spent time learning the routines of the castle in order to break in to Nightmare's quarters when they were certain no one was around.

They had acquired a drug meant to incapacitate monsters and suppress their magic, and modified it to be several times as strong. Nightmare certainly wasn't at his strongest either, the Kingdom was a naturally positive place when Dream was around.

A few cult assassins threw a smoke bomb filled with the drug into Nightmare's room while he slept, and unfortunately it worked well enough. Nightmare wasn't unconscious, but he didn't have as fine of control over his magic or his own body.

The assassins came into the room, intending to kidnap Nightmare, but it's rather fortunate that Killer is a light sleeper, isn't it? Killer came into the room just as one of the assassins was about to grab Nightmare.

There was quite a few of them, as they'd been prepared for resistance, and though I hate to say it, they were skilled too. They weren't just some guy picked off the street and given a weapon, it was as if they'd been trained for years just for this moment.

It's likely they had been. Killer was having difficulties, but holding his own well enough. He would only really need to hold them off long enough for the guards to get to the room. Well, that's what he thought until he saw another assassin coming towards a practically immobile Nightmare, and he clearly wasn't intending to just kidnap the King.

Killer moved without thinking, and without his armor he was much more vulnerable to attacks... but getting injured wasn't an issue. He had to protect Nightmare at all costs, even if it meant he got hurt. That was the moment he lost his arm.

Killer didn't have time to register the pain, and slew the assassin who dared attempt to harm Nightmare. Killer was outnumbered still, and if he was having difficulties before, it was going to be impossible to hold out now.

He was lucky he didn't have to though, as several Guardsmen burst into the room. Seems they'd finally heard the commotion. The Guardsmen drove out the assassins, only managing to capture two. Killer was tended to, and he refused to leave Nightmare's side until the drug wore off.

How did Nightmare handle it?

Nightmare was half conscious in the moment, and so most of what he saw didn't register properly. It was only when the drug had worn off and he saw Killer by his side, sans one arm (Hehe), that it hit him.

Nightmare was angry first and foremost. He was angry it happened, angry Killer was dumb enough to get hurt, angry he wasn't able to resist the stupid drug, and angry that Killer seemed completely unbothered.

Nightmare didn't react well at all, and he ended up putting Killer on temporary leave. When Killer tried to refuse Nightmare said he was useless with only one arm, and Nightmare didn't need a useless Guard. Killer shut up pretty quickly.

Killer was still allowed to stay at the castle of course, but he was forbidden from coming near Nightmare's office, or taking part in any Guard duties. Nightmare believed that what happened was the stupidest thing Killer could have done, and refused to think otherwise.

It was during Killer's leave that Nightmare did research. He interrogated the cult members, and utilized glamours (Which we all know he's not fond of) in order to leave the castle without issue. Throughout his research, he spoke with the Court Apothecary regularly about Killer's injury. How was he fairing, is he at risk of dusting, is there anything to be done, stuff like that.

The Apothecary had made an offhanded comment that Killer is going to be without his arm for the rest of his life, since skeletons don't regenerate. Not unless he got enough magic to replace the missing arm at least.

He mentioned just getting a prosthetic for Killer, but that went in one ear and out the other, so to speak. Nightmare began to think about the suggestion (even though it was a joke). Nightmare had a large surplus of magic, and he thought about whether or not it was possible to somehow weave his magic with Killer's and form a new limb.

By the time Killer had returned to Nightmare, asking to return to his duties, the King had already figured out a way to properly do the procedure. He of course asked Killer if he would be allowed to do so, that he wasn't certain if it would work and that it certainly wouldn't be pretty.

Killer agreed without issue. The process was indeed a painful one... fusing Nightmare's magic with Killer's was difficult, and it was akin to taking a freezing cold needle and sewing a constantly shifting mass of energy directly to his soul. (Not actually how it worked, it's just how it felt).

The only reason Killer got through the procedure was because of Nightmare's intent. We all know that intent comes through to Monsters when involving magic, and Nightmare's intent made the process a lot less painful. Heal, fix, help, care, all those things came through to Killer.

It helped that Nightmare had a good relationship with Killer. His magic was much more willing to accept Killer's and vice versa. If this had been done between Nightmare and a stranger, it wouldn't have worked.

It took Killer a few days to work the arm properly. It was almost dead weight for a while. After that, it took even longer for him to properly fight with it, and longer still for him to be able to utilize the magic it was made with.

Has Nightmare ever asked Killer to sing for him?

Nope, Nightmare doesn't even know Killer can or that he has a good voice XD Killer has never sung in front of anyone, nor does he care to. It's just not something he does, but I imagine there could be a few scenarios where he gets coerced into it. Singing with friends, soothing a wounded animal (Yes Killer would do that, he likes small animals. They're cute.), that kind of stuff.

Nightmare's never had a reason to think Killer could sing. >w<

What Ships are going to be canon in Kingdomverse?

Well we've already got Cream, Killermare and Afterdeath as being confirmed.

Honestly I've kinda decided to leave the others more open for interpretation! If you want, you can say Errink is gonna happen, Lust could probably be someones s/o, it's all up to interpretation >w<

Theres quite the cast of characters in Kingdomverse?, and there might be more added later (if I can think of them), so honestly I'm sure there's no issue with some other ships coming to life!

Basically theres no other planned canon ships >w<

Can the skellies get preggers?

I don't see why not! Nightmare and Dream being immortals doesn't stop them from having kids, but I would say that if they did it would probably be through a different process than mortals.

I'd say that monsters need to make the conscious, or unconscious decision that they want a child or that they are ready for a child before they can have one.

Nightmare and Dream would probably be a bit difficult to have a child with purely because they have an immense amount of power and magic (even after a bond), so it might be a bit risky even for them to have kids.

(if any of you do make ship kids I want to see them though, I love baby bones >w<)

a series of thank you’s i’ve been meaning to give for a while now. please note i couldn’t get everyone bc im smol brained and im forgetful :(( also its vedy long so i added a readmore link but if it’s okay then i can remove it!

i would’ve preferred to go to your inboxes/dm’s but im scared t🤢umblrs going to glitch on me if i do it again a ha ha

@doublemoons

i remember you sent in my first ever request and i was SO happy like🥺 my account had no visibility on week 1 but then you somehow found my blog and since then you’ve been supporting me. i love the aesthetic of your blog and i always look forward to your rb’s because they so cute and insightful !! ik we haven’t talked much but i definitely perceive u as a gentle person here’s 1k hearts for you and you only <3

@insanityqueen

please i was *intense squealing* and *happy noises* when you said you wanted to be mutuals :’) im definitely uhhh way too immature for u but you still stick with all the caps and !!! i send you😭 you’re such an interesting, talented person. day 1 you got me HOOKED with your art and im gonna say this again,, i have never seen skin look soo s o f t painted. im really grateful for your company and all your cats and the hinata art you made me🥺 i am not still thirsting over it i swear and then you sent me pieces of your writing and i def expected hc’s but then BOOM🧍‍♀️ im so amazed by your writing. also you are vv pretty i hope you know that

@zephyrria

matching heart memes matching heart memes😾 i don’t talk to you as much but our main form of communication is literally exchanging heart memes w/o a word,,, if that isn’t true love idk what is :// anyway i love our little convos so much it always brightens my day! and omg lets not forget when you made me a drabble back😳 like wha- HUH !! i was so touched i rlly went boom boom woosh bc no ones ever written me one back and i!! that yamaguchi gives me so much comfort. you give me sm comfort, thank you bub <3

@beanst0ck

hehe my first tumblr crush😼 as soon as i deactivated my reading account to my a writing blog i was like “ok bean is on my top to-follow list” like i thought you were so cool and i was vv shy to interact with you🥺 and YOU STILL ARE COOL!! your works are really amazing and i am vv much still in love w my matchup w suga :’)

@killuababie

HHHH GRR BORK BORK I LUB U B NEVER GONNA STOP LOVING YOU BHH💓✨ bro,,,, when we switched over to insta it was WILD like— our sense of humor? matched. immaculate. please i love seeing all the memes u send me it makes my day so much like u don’t understand😭 and our convos really go chaos sometimes gkfjdj i love it. u need to pull up and play among us w me sometime 😡

@bewwybun

m-my first spouse🥺 even tho it was a joke the first time and i said sike fkdjdjdj but you still accepted my dino chimken nuggie ring hehe <3 bub your are literally the CUTEST HHHHH LIKE,,, cuteness overload !!! i love talking to you sm and our little exchange of heart memes make the butterflies in my tummy go ✨

@mei-writes

may🥺 imy bub i hope you’re doing well and taking good care of yourself. still very grateful for that time you pulled through to check which of my links weren’t working. and there’s a LOT. like the fact that you took time out of your day for me still baffles me. anyway im lomve you ik we don’t talk as much but you’re still a valued moot to me. im offering u free headpats hehe

@kozsma

hi maria👉👈 you’re so wonderful and rlly amazing w your smaus. absolutely smitten over our chaotic conversations fkfjd we haven’t talked in a while but if you see this just know that i’m here for you <3 take some self care okay? hope you’re doing good bub

@tsukkeisimp

dalia, you wondering being💞 please what did i do to deserve your love >;( we don’t talk much but we have exchanged heart memes before and you’re always out here supporting me whenever you can and like!! tysm bub. i hope you’re feeling better from the last time we interacted, and please do take good care of yourself!

@satorispup

can’t believe you made a reputation of having a piss kink. what power. what energy >>> anyway it’s fun seeing your chaotic energy on my feed/tl. sometimes i won’t even look at the user and say yeah💔 that’s hero alright gkfjdj also you’re so cute what the heck😡😡

@tobiokvgs

[ insert 100 hearts ] this for u bub. im still going crazy over your tsukki lipbalm piece like i was so FLUSTERED you really did that huh😭 you’re so nice and sweet, ty for giving me headbonks as well im really glad to get them😌 hope you have an amazing day bub, and take care!!

@bunnyuuji

cutecutecutest bean ever🥺 you have such wonderful works and im truly in love with your writing😌 also you’re so SWEET WHAT DID I DO TO DESERVE U GKFJDJ literally you weren’t obligated to stop by my ask and check in but u did >:(

@yanderepunkin

hehe ik we haven’t interacted in such a long time but im including you!! bc i appreciate you!! i know you’ve supported me a lot especially when i just started this blog and im really thankful for it. also uhhh im still not over accidentally turning off anon when i was- yeah😿 i wish you all the love in the world, and please do take gentle care of yourself 💓

@ahkaahshi

frannn👁👁🤲 yes im gonna start with how big brained you are. your passion for textiles and improving the environment is vv cool to me. and then there’s the fact you write these hq characters so well. yes i am absolutely still living for your character analysis. i am thriving off of them!! here’s me manifesting kita and/or sakusa to show up in your dreams hehe

@sachirou-senpai

i hope you dont mind me sending u stuff every now and then! anyway im in awe of your writing and art skills. you brought a realistic yamaguchi and i ascended😳 i genuinely think you’re such a cool person but also please take breaks!! ik it’s such an overused phrase but i genuinely mean it. i care u <3

@kenmakodzu

you’re so sweet and you do really be sending me back some heart memes😳 i go BOOM BOOM yaya that’s more to my collection;) also you and your hq anon interactions go WILD omg it really does make my day more interesting whenever i see them😂 also i do be seeing some of ur chaotic energy on my dash and i am HERE for it

@tsukkisbean

hemlo clara🥺 d-do you remember me gkdjshsjs i think its been a while since we interacted. you’re so sweet and AHH lmao did u know we were in a poly with wiss😔💔 yeah❤️ n e way i hope you’ve been alright these past few weeks, and if not, please get some break!

@atsunflower

miya twin supremacy😡 can’t believe you made me swerve over to osamu’s lane because of your amazing writing. how could you. the mf audacity. i rlly do fell in love with that piece do so THAMK U and that also goes for the support you’ve given me💗

@lespaghetti

ozzy👁👁🤝 ngl our conversations have been top tier im glad i got to uhmm,,, get some of these *thoughts* out of my head. you’re such a sweet little bean!!! that art/sketch you did with the purple (?) themed uniforms was really cute. im glad to have u as my moot and *cough* my vip reader *cough*

@sleepykarabou

our heart meme streak was strong until school happened😔 but i really enjoy them tho!! it’s very calming talking to you (fun, but also vv calming idk that’s how i feel) loving the brainrots we give each other of our favs from time to time :’) also omg OSRRY im barely active in the server please spare me😿 im lomve u

@nerdybreadcollaborative

gee!! AHHHH KGFJJD GRRR u sweet bean oh my goodness. where do i start- ??? i’ve already gushed so much abt your writing but here we go again; i love your writing so much and your attention to the little details is so great. they flow so well and i hope u get more visibility bc it’s what u deserve!! also please take care of yourself and don’t work too much u nerdy bean

@nishinoya-is-baby

ely my plant kinnie, my spouse (?) and also the blog that i dump my h word thots on😭❤️ ahhh im lomve you, you’re amazing. from your writing, to your makeup skills, and your room, the talent really ✨jumped out✨thank you for supporting me so much, i genuinely appreciate it. i hope we can stay moots despite me being busy gkfjdj anyway take care bbie don’t work too much okay?

@art0saurus

TATE😤 the amount of hq brainrot you’ve fed me is astronomical. idk how you keep coming up with such good ideas but im all for them!! i love your writing so much and the plots are so *chefs kiss* (yes im still gushing over mermaid!bokuto). thank you so much for sending some bits of positivity into my life, im really grateful for it :’)

@dorkyhaikyu

EL!😼 you sweet bean. wish i could bombard ur asks but school is saying no </3 you’re such a sweet mutual and your writing is absolutely amazing. still kinda hurt over that angst u made💔 but anyway i loved it sm. also please wear safer shoes next time on big events so u dont get any more BLISTERS kgjdjdh jkjk

@chickenwingspiker

nashnashnash🥺👉👈 wth you’re so cute and even cuter with the little emoticons u put in my asks. i really appreciate you taking time out of your day to check in on me. i think your works are really heckin cool, im still very into that sock agenda one and the akaashi fic AHH i love them sm. i hope that u have better experiences with online learning and i really wish you all the best on ur art journey <3

@miyastrology

did u forget abt our walk to the strawberry field😿 jkjk heyyy atlas!! im lomve your theme and your writing. i have the urge to say you’re as sweet as strawberry bc im unoriginal like that💔 let’s just pretend i put something kute :’( n e way u are vv cute, make sure to take care of yourself ok!!

@derpeedoo

your rb’s and comments on ppl works... i just... my heart is full. im complete. i go absolute doki doki for you. you’re such a genuine person and you give people so much love❤️ here’s an unlimited supply of my love to you bc you deserve it. ty for all the cute questions btw🥺

🕊 anon - still wondering if ur one of my already-moots or not😳 but anyway dove anon i have a lot to say,,, like how ?? do u go “ok let’s check in on aaron today hehe” like am i interesting??😭 i feel kinda bad ngl you really don’t have to talk to me. but nevertheless im really appreciate of all the support you’ve given me. i genuinely think you’re a cool person and you do all these fun stuff like photography which is amazing. here’s the biggest THANK YOU i could ever give <3 ps. your art is CUTE and AMAZING @bee-kins

@simping-for-tendou

do i??? spam your feed??😭 you’re always liking my posts and i feel so sorry for spamming but also vv appreciate of all the interaction i’ve had with you!! im very glad i got to ask you qotd and stuff because i got to know that you like plants as well!! thank you for sharing plant facts with me, it really made my day. i genuinely think you’re such an awesome and big brained person for knowing all those facts🥺👉👈

@wissaaltje

ngl i was very intimated by you bc of all your angst and really good works which is probably why i never reached out to you sooner😿 ur my uhhh third spouse <3 but anyway your CHAOTIC ENERGY is thru the roof i love that sm and your writing is so mf beautiful i wish more people got to see it😡 i will gib you flower soup and muddy pie to make you feel better ;) jkjk but you’re very amazing and i hope you know that!

@smolbludandelions

hehe you’re in here😼 thank you ???? for supporting me even tho you’re not obligated??? like wh- i- bub🥺🤲 you have all my heart and i rlly rlyy want to stop by your inbox and give you heart memes but me why >;( i hope you have the most amazing day(s) of your life because you deserve it SO much.

@tadashi-simp

FINALLY someone i can simp over yamaguchi with😭 ik we haven’t talked much but AH i love the conversations we’ve had so far and all that insight you gave me about the new wanda film (truly a blessing bc i was so genuinely confused gkfjdj).

@oikaw-ugh

just. JOLLIBEE. can’t believe one of our first interactions was u sending me chain mail smfh i cannot believe you😭 anyway po i appreciate you so much na kaka tawa ako sa mga msgs mo and all the good vibes u radiate. mag bisaya unta ko nimi pero baka mag nosebleed ako😿 im losing my native languages it’s not even funny anymore but when i got to talk to u in my mother tongue, i felt a bit more at home. thank you bub <3

@makemealive

hihi👉👈 idrk what we first talked about, i think it was spending vacation in the galapagos islands??😭 riding turtles??? what a great way to start our friendship :’) i rlly think you’re cool and i just,,,, admire u from afar- yeah. sorry this message is too chaotic but anyway u might not have a green thumb but look at you growing potatoes accidentally😌 anyway i think you’re cool i just haven’t said it before because im s Hy

@lostsealscreams

seal, bub, i genuinely care about you. you’re such a sweet person. i know we haven’t interacted much but im looking forward to more conversations with you!! please find little fun things to do... maybe do some self appropriation if you can, bc you deserve it. maybe even treat yourself... or any self care tasks that make you feel better. i care about you a lot, im just an ask/dm away if you wanna talk about anything at all💕💞✨

@hqgardenia - jkjk this is my spam account idk why i put this here but here probably bc im dumb as fuck

Just Pretend

Ocean’s 8 - oneshot

Summary: You’ve been spending a lot of time with the Ocean’s crew and your friends are worried. Lou finds a way to get them off your tail.

Characters: Lou x fem!reader, the Ocean’s gang, your friends (F/N). 

Word Count: 1,376

Warnings: Swearing

“Y’know, my friends have been wondering where I’ve been hanging out recently,” you said as you took another sip of coffee and played your next card.

“Hm? And what’d you tell them?” Rose asked.

“Just that I’ve been hanging with a friend that they don’t know,” you shrugged. “Don’t worry, they don’t know about the lot of you. They just seem to think I’ve got a new girlfriend or something.”

The team of nine was sitting in Lou’s loft, lazing about with your newly acquired riches and enjoying each other’s company. You’d met Debbie through Constance being a mutual friend in the city, and she’d hired you on the team instantly. 

You were playing cards with Rose, Constance (who was certainly cheating) and Tammy around the small table. Amita was making excited chitchat with Daphne over some fanciful jewelry while Nineball was tapping away on her computer. Constance had a small portable radio blasting some tunes to fill the spacey loft.

Debbie was in the kitchen, making a phone call to get pizza delivered because Lou had had enough of having her fridge raided, primarily by you and Constance who were nefarious snackers when bored. 

Lou wasn’t anywhere to be seen, much to your disappointment. Over the past couple weeks prepping for the heist, you’d taken a liking to the blonde. Who wouldn’t take a liking to her? Confident, funny, sexy (especially when wearing anything leather).

“A new girlfriend, eh?” Tammy smirked. 

Your liking to Lou hadn’t gone unnoticed, much to your chagrin. You didn’t handle feelings very well, and though you could be cool and collected when flirting casually, you were at a complete loss when it came to approaching Lou. 

“Shut up,” you smacked Tammy’s arm. “They all know I don’t have time for that kind of stuff anyways. They’re just really annoying about it.”

“Annoying about what?” Debbie had joined the group, with a glass of red wine in hand.

“Y/N’s friends seem to think she’s being dragged away by a new lady-lover with the amount of time she’s spending with us,” Tammy smirked. 

“Which is ridiculous- stop looking at me like that!” you huffed as Debbie looked at you knowingly. It was true, with the prep for the heist and planning the aftermath, you’d barely had the chance to see your regular friends outside of the eight co-criminals. You felt a little bad, but you certainly didn’t mind. They were a fun bunch, and the dynamic the group had was comfortable. 

Except when it came to Lou.

Fucking Lou.

Every time she looked at you with her smoldering eyes you felt like the whole world faded away. You were only mildly convinced that she felt something too when she never looked away from your gaze. It made the heist planning only somewhat difficult. 

You wondered where she was now. Probably driving around on her bike somewhere, in fucking leather again. You reached over and took a large sip of Tammy’s water without looking at her, knowing she’d have that annoying grin on her face. 

The door opened just as you played another card. You all turned to see Lou walk in. 

And what a way to walk in. 

First she dumped her bike helmet on the closest table and wiped her hands on a dirty rag she had. Head to toe in stark black leather and black heeled boots. Her fringe was slightly messy and there was a bit of oil and grease from her bike on her forehead. 

Her eyes were lined with sultry black and she unzipped her leather jacket to reveal a deep red button down (with half the buttons undone as usual) underneath. Your mouth went dry and you realized that she was looking straight at you. Rose had turned the music down.

“Y/N, there’s some buggers just outside looking for you. Told them I had no idea who you were in case you didn’t want them coming in.”

You groaned. “What did they look like?”

Lou described them and you sighed heavily. Two of your best mates had come following you to check on you, you figured. You got up from the couch just as there was knocking on the door and your phone lit up.

You picked up. 

“Yo! Y/N, what the hell’s going on? Where are you, really?”

You came to stand next to Lou, halfway between your spot on the couch and the front doors. She looked at you with a bemused smile as you pinched the bridge of your nose.

“Doesn’t matter, F/N. Look, I know you’re here. But just, don’t follow me alright? I’m perfectly fine.”

“Y/N, we’re convinced you’re either involved with some real illegal shit or you’ve found yourself a new lady. Either way, we just wanna make sure you’re okay. You’re not staying at this big ol’ loft are you?”

“What would make you say that?”

You heard your other friend whistle from the background. “Well, if you are, you’ve got one heckin’ catch on your hands, girl.”

As you were talking Lou turned on her heels and walked to the front doors. You followed her quickly, worried that she was going to throw them into the street for annoying you like this. 

“Can we not talk about this right now? I’ll meet you guys for drinks on the weekend. I know, I’m sorry I’ve been so absent lately, it’s just that-,”

“It’s just that her new lady likes to spend some time alone with Y/N at her own place. Is that too much to ask?”

You gawked. Lou had opened the door and leaned, all sexy but nonchalantly, against the frame to stare your two friends down on the front steps. They made eye contact with you and you hung up the phone, your face beet-red.

“I’ll tell you personally that Y/N is perfectly fine and safe here,” Lou continued casually. “How about we all go out for drinks this weekend and get to know each other properly?”

All of you were staring at Lou, and your mind was racing with what she meant, but you refused to let your imagination run rampant. You smiled wryly at your friends who stared at the intimidating figure that was your smokin’ Australian biker lady. 

They swallowed and nodded once. 

“Great! See you then,” And she shut the door in their faces. You jumped at the sound.

“W-huh?” You were completely confused at what just happened.

Lou turned to look at you and smirked. You blinked and unsuccessfully tried to regain your composure.

“Uhm, yeah, thanks for that Lou. I mean, you didn’t have to send them off like that, but I appreciate you pretending to get them off my ass, really.”

Lou stepped closer to you and caught your wrist before you could move away in surprise. She looked at you with sultry, piercing blue eyes and her next words were a low, hushed whisper.

“Who said I was pretending?”

You gawked. Again. Honestly, it was hard not to when it came to Lou. She moved impossibly closer and suddenly her mouth was on yours. She tasted of coffee, cigarettes and vodka. You were dumbfounded and could barely move as she pulled away. She chuckled at your expression before bringing your knuckles up to her lips and kissing them lightly.

It was then that you came back to reality. Your hand pulled away from hers and cupped the back of her neck to kiss her, hard. A low groan escaped Lou’s mouth as her hands grabbed your waist and yours wound up in her bleach blonde hair. You could feel heat searing through every bone in your body, until-

“Hey, love birds. Either get a room or come finish this card game okay?”

You hastily pulled away and looked to see Tammy smirking again. Lou pulled you against her as you turned around and her lips brushed your ear, making you shiver.

“Better go make sure Constance doesn’t cheat you guys again, eh?”

You nodded weakly and made your way back to the group, reaching behind to intertwine your fingers with Lou’s. She gripped yours back in a way that made your heart warm and a wide grin suddenly broke across your face as Rose turned the music back on.

A/N: hello. hi. its me. i have NO idea how long it’s been since I’ve written or posted ANYTHING for tumblr. But hey, it’s been a long time, I just rewatched Ocean’s 8 and I’m a stan for anything Cate Blanchett does, so here we are! A small little ficlet to quench all your quarantine-related thirsts. Be safe you guys. If you want to see any fics written by me please leave a request :) It’s been years since I’ve been on here but I’ve been filled with new inspiration and an urge to write. Who knows what’ll come next?

Sarauniya “ Sara ” Davies, 24, pansexual, cisfemale, ISFP Enneagram 9w1; Pisces sun, Sagittarius moon, Pisces rising 1st year Advanced Encryption Major; did not go to a spy prep hs

Imma keep it real with you, chief, I have absolutely no idea what’s going on. I mean, obviously, I know what espionage is ; I’ve read books and articles, and I’ve seen Spy Kids and all the Charlies Angels and James Bond movies, but I genuinely think I need a minute to wrap my head around everything. Make that two weeks, because what’s this I hear about two murders ?  I literally just got sent here to be safe, I — I’m sorry, I’m freaking out. Give me five seconds, and we can start again, because I promise I can totally pretend this is all normal. @gallagherintro​

full name: sarauniya “ sara ” davies

dormitory room: 105

birthday: 20 march 1995

soundtrack: “ go gina ” by sza

favorite dish: efo riro

aesthetic:  when i see them walking around in the halls, i usually see a flash of light reflecting from her earrings, eyeglasses perched on top of her head, and a caviar iphone always in her hands

Bio Points

her mom’s a nigerian baddie billionaire & her dad’s a soft academic brit

she grew up between london and abuja where their family’s business is based. it’s a trading enterprise, the largest industrial conglomerate in sub-saharan africa

she’s the eldest of three siblings, was raised to be prim & proper and groomed to run their family’s business. her family’s not pushy though and they’re really cool. very healthy dynamic so she doesn’t mind ; she loves her fam and would do it w a smile !

Coding is her Passion though. total dork. stayed up all the time just sleuthing and being an internet geek since she was a youngin’

loves education and is the type who would willingly stay in school to learn. has a degree in economics from harvard and was almost done with her mba when her littlest sister got abducted !  was it about business ? money ? who knows ! the sister’s fine now but her family sure is Scared especially since sara’s alone in the big bad united states

her mom made some calls and went “ gimbiya, look, u aint safe n we sorry. we’ll work something out to make sure u get ur mba degree somehow but shit is wild so we gotta get u somewhere near that’s safe asap. u like studying & ur a geek with computers right ? cool beans, go back to school & welcome to gallagher, babe ”

she enters gallagher in the middle of the spring semester very overwhelmed & inwardly ignoring how unhappy she is about having to be here bc she is not & does not want to be a spy. she just tryna distract herself by looking at this entire thing as a weird vacation where she can do stuff she wasn’t able to before because it’s literally detached from the world. she is mostly probably in way over her head, but let’s see ! 

Other Information

Nicknames: Sara (to everyone), gimbiya (to family, means princess in Hausa)

Languages: English (native), Hausa (native), Arabic (C1), French (B2)

Strengths: is money a strength ? also coding. and being the sweetest. and a general smartypants but that’s in a university setting & gallagher probably doesnt give a fuck

Relationship History: only has one (1) experience. ( well,,, 2 if a three-second drunken kiss w kass counts ) his name’s royce and they’ve known each other since their bougie secondary school back in britain. started dating at sixteen and went to harvard together. they’re long term as fuck. he’s like her best friend and their families adore the couple & each other. got engaged last september and sara broke it off before leaving for gallagher, oof. she deadass milked the opportunity but lbr she wasnt rlly Feeling It so she’s kinda glad for the ‘valid reason’ to appear bc it rlly wasn’t Love for sara so boy bye

Physical appearance: 1.76m, 55kg, long black hair, slim and toned build

Classes: GEN 105, GEN 206, AE 101, AT 101, PE 101

Personality

the sweetest. v charming & sensitive to others & curious about things. enthusiastic too ! loves adventures & is very passionate. queen of empathy. 

she’s not stuck up even tho she loaded. she doesnt rlly talk abt her family having 12B or the fact that she’s an ivy league girl, bc she’s just generally very uwu 

easily stressed and flustered and overwhelmed ! man, gallagher’s gonna shook this goddamn academic dork to her core for the love of god someone pls get the aed ready

rlly fun !!! can be a lil unpredictable bc it b lyk dat for rich girls. loves her independence which she hasn’t maximized bc of her ex fiancé & responsibilities but it’s chill so chill totally chill, no ounce of further longing exists in the crevices of this girl’s heart

she is so not good with confrontation and is so allergic to conflict ok. she will sweep discomfort under a rug and lie on it ‘til it’s flat which makes her a queen of repression & conforming

is she easily overwhelmed & stressed ? yes, but she’ll try not to show it so much. it’s all mostly an internal monologue so don’t underestimate her pls. she’s v smart and competent. can be so competitive ( albeit mostly inwardly ) and a boss ass business bitch like her business momma bc that’s what she’s been training for altho she is still generally a soft bab so ... yeah, if u would be so kind as to Estimate her, that’d be grand

she needs to always be on top of her game. maybe not the best in the class, but definitely pushes herself to be her best, so a lot of late nights studying & won’t settle for bad grades ever. gonna be rough in gallagher bc she is not spy material ok, she’s just a pretty rich geek behind a computer

just imagine her as the nice girl in ur ap classes who’s a lil awkward & just so happens to be super hot & stinking rich

Fun Facts

has a six-month old rescue pup named sooty ! who kinda looks like a sheparnese

has a tendency to ramble if she’s comfy w u enough or mayhaps if it’s too much man 

is v diligent w keeping a journal & does it everyday 

likes to dance ! not super good but she likes it. hits da clubs for dat shit 

is a lil instagram famous bc she’s a gorgeous rich harvard girl & all that jazz. queen of selfies & of looking hot but doesn’t actually get to play around rip ffff 

doesn’t drink much bc she is an extreme lightweight and 2 is her tap out limit

if she’s had more than 2 drinks, she is Very Honest but still very ramble-y 

she is physically active but mostly just runs and does yoga. knows very basic self-defense. is not sporty, definitely not a fighter, may god have mercy on her soul

isnt a virgin but is not sexually experienced lmao lbr she kinda Itching to get out there 

don’t ask me what her accent is because i have no clue it’s all over the place

Established Connections — just bc i think y’all would like to know

kassandra sutton — internet friends ! loves kass to bits. have known each other since sara was 14. when kass was 18, sara took her on a grad trip to montreal and became a lil lowkey into her. doesn’t help that kass drunk kissed her & doesn’t remember lmfao. poor sara told her then-bf & they had a lil fight but they made up bc sara didn’t talk to kass for months. eventually they became friends again & now sara’s in gallagher w no idea that kass is a mf sutton & honestly, my girl is just very shook w everything 

Possible Connections

crushes — she does not know how to flirt. she is ,,,, p pathetic tbh but a real heckin cutie. will be super nice to ur bab ok  

flirtationships — sara and i r gonna continue to keep it real w u chieves, her ex fiancé royce was vanilla and bland as fuck. can u believe she has not been single in a decade ? ? someone give her love & attention & fluster this soft innocent child. get her Experienced but also dont hurt her

enemies/angst !!! —  or maybe do ! maybe hurt her. maybe obliterate her. maybe smash her poor heart to pieces, because tbh i would love that.  so someone pls for the love all things holy and divine, someone hurt her !!!!

fwb — probably just one (1) bc she’s still a romantic ? and she’s probably gonna want something exclusive even if it’s no strings attached and will surely want to ,.,. get to know them a little bit more first ,,, at least ideally , idk , maybe impulse & thirst gets the better of her one of these days who knows lets find out !

friends !!! — sara will love u ok. she may be a lil easily flustered but she’s doesn’t rlly give up on ppl quickly. as i’ve said, queen of empathy. probs feels v sorry for majority of the gallagher & georgetown kids bc, .,.,., this environment just screams highkey Trauma to her and she’s valid bc she’s right

mentors !!! — she hates feeling dumb ok she Always has to be on top of her game, so u can bet ur ass after her first meetings in her classes she goes to ppl going “ hey could u help me out w working out ? boxing ? firing a gun ? literally everything & anything ? ”   

anything & everything — meaning just come @ me & let’s talk about it uwu 

( did i just create georgina’s antithesis ? fuck yes, and i am sooo excited to have a child that’s not always plotting & scheming & being mean like y’all have no idea ;_; nywy, that was long bc shutting up and brevity are things i do not possess. whats up it’s ur og flower garden girl rose here aka bugleweed aka fiancée of many and lover of all, and i am open to anything and everything ! just drop an IM or hit dat like & ill slide in ur dmz w love, plots & sanitized hands x )

This isn't proofread at all, but here you go. One Remile fic is just as good as like a bottle of medicine right??

Remy didn't even hear it happen. He just saw movement out of the corner of his eye, and when his head turned, he saw someone being pushed to the ground. Three teenage boys were laughing at a girl who was now lying on the pavement, her knee scraped. Remy huffed out an agitated breath and marched over.

"Why did you do that?"

The three boys turned to see Remy crossing his arms at them, and they started to laugh at him too. "Get lost, kid, you're too young to have such an attitude. What are you, like five? Six?"

Remy glared up at them through his dollar-store sunglasses. "I'm eight, thank you very much," he said, eliciting howling laughter from the teens. He knew he was a little short for his age, but who were these kids, pushing people around just cuz they're older?

"C'mon, let's go. Kid's not worth it." The teens walk away, shoving Remy aside. As soon as they leave, he kneels down next to the girl they pushed.

"Are you okay?" Remy asked, offering his hand. The girl sniffed and nodded, letting Remy pull her up. "Do you need a bandaid?"

The girl frowns, her head turning to the ditch on the side of the sidewalk, where a stuffed fish lay, dirtied by the mud. "They ruined my Dory," the girl whispered. Remy could see tears pricking in the corners of her eyes, and he quickly ran down into the ditch to grab the plushie.

"Hey, it's okay," he said when he got back up. "We can clean it." He holds his hand out again, and the girl takes it, letting Remy lead the way. "What's your name?" he asks.

"Emily," the girl replies. 

"Okay, Emily. Let's go clean your Dory."

---

After that, they were nearly inseparable. Remy took to being Emily's bodyguard, going everywhere with her to make sure no one messed with her. People bugged him over and over, teasing him and asking if he was her boyfriend. Remy didn't see that as much of an insult.

He was there for her on the night that her parents got divorced, and she ran to his house and cried, so he took her into the woods so they could be alone while they talked. He was with her throughout middle school when she would get 50s and 60s on her psychology tests, so disheartened because all she wanted was to pursue that path. He was willing to rewatch and rewatch and rewatch again "Finding Nemo" because every time it was Emily's turn to pick the movie she would without a doubt pull out the blue DVD case.

He was there on the night that Emily--now Emile--told Remy that he was a boy, and that his parents weren't happy about it. He was there during high school when Emile's dad decided he was old enough, and kicked him out of the house, and Remy took him in and let him cry into his shoulder, and begged his mom to let Emile stay. He was there to see Emile's marks slowly improve, to the point where he would get upwards of 90s and even 100s on his psychology test, because Remy suggested studying tactics that would link the answers back to Disney movies, which made Emile understand them so much better. He made sure everyone knew that it was Remy to thank for his marks.

---

"Remy? Can I talk to you for a minute?"

Remy looked up from his phone, confused. "We've kinda been talking for like... all of lunch period, Ems," Remy replied. Emile shook his head.

"I mean alone. Without all these people around." Emile had his arms tucked around himself, and Remy got the feeling that it was an important topic, so he shut off his phone and stuffed it in his pocket, extending his hand for Emile to take. Like always, Emile let Remy lead the way outside.

They stopped when they were in the middle of the baseball field, completely deserted except for a group of kids on the other side, too far to hear what they were saying. "This is good?" Remy asked. Emile nodded, tapping his fingers against his leg. His eyes wander away. He was never great at eye contact anyway, not that it bothered Remy any.

"You're... are you going to the prom with Roman?" Emile finally asks. His voice is timid, and Remy's brow furrows.

"What? No. I don't have a date to prom. I thought we were just gonna hang out there, you and me. Why would you think I'm going with Roman?" 

Emile bites the insides of his cheeks, his eyes flitting around the grass. "You're always flirting with him. I thought you two were together," he says quietly. 

"...I flirt with everyone, Em. I would have told you if I was with someone."

"Why don't you flirt with me then?"

Remy's heart jumps. "Because... we've been friends forever. I'm so used to your presence... I don't think... it's not just that easy to start with someone who's all... like, if I know them--" Remy stutters out, his eyes flicking away. Truthfully, it was just hard to flirt with Emile. Flirting pointlessly with someone Remy wasn't interested in--that came easily. When that person is Emile though, it becomes a whole different story. Remy actually likes Emile. How do you flirt with someone you like?

Both of them are silent for a few moments, before Emile slowly sucks in a breath and says, "do you want to go to the prom with me?"

"We're already going to the prom--"

"No, I mean... Do you want to go to the prom with me? Like, will you be my date? Uh, romantically?" Emile's eyes are trained on the ground as he says this. "A-And, I don't just want it to be prom, too. I like you a lot, Remy, and I want to be your boyfriend. I never told you, c-cuz you never seemed to pay that kind of attention to me. It was like--like I was the only one you didn't think that way about, and I'm so scared, because you're such a loving person, what does that say if you don't like me? What if--"

"Woah, woah, slow down, Em." Remy gently places a hand on either side of Emile's face, coaxing him to turn his head, to look at him. It isn't often that Remy gets to see Emile's eyes straight-on, and seeing them filled with tears hurts him deeply. "This is okay?" he whispers. Emile nods, though his eyes flicker to the side for a moment. 

Remy takes his hands away from Emile's face and moves them to his forearms, sitting down in the grass and bringing Emile down to sit with him.

"I never meant to make you feel like that, Em," Remy says softly. In the distance, they hear the bell go off, signalling the end of the lunch period, but they stay still in the grass. Physics be damned, Emile is more important right now. "And if it makes you feel any better, then I want you to know that I've liked you for a long while."

Emile smiles besottedly, ducking his head and picking at the grass with his fingers.

"Emile?" Remy whispers. "Can I kiss you?"

Emile's heart thuds against his chest, and he nods. "Yeah."

Remy's hands are on his cheeks again, and he leans forward, pressing his lips to Emile's forehead for a few seconds before pulling back. Emile laughs a little, then lifts his eyes to meet Remy's. "You missed," he says, and then leans forward to capture Remy's lips.

—-

Logan: KSHAKDHKADBAK W O W KAHDKS THIS IS SO HECKIN S O F T 😭

GUYS LOOK WHAT @accidentally-logince DID!!!! I LOVE IT AND THEM!

The Accidental Ex (Part 1)

Based on the prompt from @dereklickmyass​. Sorry this one took so heckin long (and that the story kinda ran away from the prompt... a lot... like a lotttt...) but I hope that you enjoy it nonetheless <3 

“Goodbye.” Harry slammed the door, taking a second to wait for the ringing to fade out, allowing his face to cool off a bit. Bring a bit of air back into his lungs, he didn’t dare look back at the door before throwing his small bag of items over his shoulder and apparating away.

The heat in his face lingered from the mini battle as he landed in front of the first place he could think of, Ginny’s house. It’s was a stupid thing to do, after all, there were so many other places he could of went- Ron and Hermione’s, Neville’s, or even just apologized and walk back into Draco and his house, but that doesn’t matter now. Ginny was the one person he could think of that could maybe knock some common sense into him and force him to go back, hopefully.

Harry walked up to the door, knocking on it a few times and waiting for a few seconds before Ginny’s familiar face appeared in front of him with the door open.

“Harry, wh-what are you doing here,” she asked, opening the door a little wider, making a casual invite for him to come in.

“I need your help.”

Ginny sighed, pulling her wand out of her pocket, sending two cups in the other room flying across the room and making a pot on the stove fill up with water and begin to boil.

“Come here.” Ginny walked over to the couch in the corner of the cozy room and patted the cushion next to her. The house was small but cozy and it served its purposes of housing Ginny while she waits for the next day she has to leave for Quidditch.

“What’s the problem?” she asked once Harry had finally taken a seat.

“Draco and I had a fight.”

Ginny rolled her eyes. “Is it the same kind of fight as the one you two had over what bread y’all should buy?”

“Hey, in our defense we were incredibly sleep deprived, which is why he would even think of buying brioche in the first place.”

“Fine, what is this new huge fight about.”

Harry sat for a second, tilting his head down in concentration. “I- I can’t remember.”

“Oh c’mon. You’re so riled up from this and you can’t even remember why?”

“Well, it was bad okay.” Harry humphed, half leaning half falling back more into the couch.

“Let’s just get you back to Draco so you can apologize.”

“Just... not yet, okay. I can’t go running back immediately after.”

“Merlin, you two are so dramatic. C’mon, follow me.”

“Where are we going?”

“I’m hungry and I don’t think you’re gonna be ready to go back home in the next few minutes so…”

“Fine,” Harry replied as he grabbed ahold of Ginny’s arm as the world turned around them, twisting into an alley next to a little muggle coffee shop, bringing back a few unwanted memories from the last time their arms intertwined this way.

Hurriedly, they rushed into the little place. There were only a few other people randomly placed around the room as a barista finished cleaning a few cups behind the counter.

Ginny walked up to the counter, stared at the faraway menu on the wall trying her hardest to not pretend that it was clearly slightly too small to be comfortably read, before ordering and paying for a chicken sandwich and two espressos. She grabbed an empty table in the corner and beckoned Harry over.

“What do you think Draco’s doing right now?” Harry asked, fidgeting with a napkin on the table.

“Probably regretting whatever made you leave.”

“What if he doesn’t regret it though, w-we’ve never fought like this before and I-“

“Look, if you’re this worried about Draco being fine, then he must be worried too.”

“Yea... yea, you’re right.”

Moments later, a server walked into the room with his plate balanced at his head level. He took one step out before spotting their table and walked right back into the kitchen. After what seemed like too long of a time, he returned, this time with an almost slower pace like he was dealing with a wild animal before hurriedly placing their food on the table and scurrying back.

This sheepishness from people wasn’t as rare as they wished it was, but nothing seemed too out of the ordinary (or their ordinary) for them. Just a regular fan who didn’t grow up with Harry visiting them whenever it was time to teach them about the war.

“Do you think he’ll forgive me?”

“Go back and ask him yourself.”

“But-“

“Have you forgiven him?”

“Yea... of course.”

“Then chances are that he did too.”

“But what if he didn’t.”

“Look, how long have you two been dating?”

“Over a year.”

“And how long since you two wanted to snog each other.”

“A few years.” Ginny cast him a side eye as she finished off half her sandwich. “Fine, more than a few years.”

“Do you really think that he’ll throw that all out the window just because of one little fight that you can’t even remember.”

“Well, probably not.”

“I think you can remove the probably from that sentence. He’ll forgive you.”

Harry took a sip of his coffee, sticking his murdered napkin half underneath the little plate that came with it. “I’ll get him some chocolates just in case.”

“Throw in a few flowers too, those are always appreciated.” Ginny finished off her food and got up, pushing her chair in. “I should probably get going, Luna’s going to be home soon and she can definitely benefit from some chocolates after the week he’s had.”

“What happened?”

“Just some morons, nothing a good weekend with some books and chocolate can’t make better.”

“Well, tell her I said hi.”

“I will.” Ginny peaked over Harry’s shoulder as some light went off in the window. “Good luck, I’m sure everything will be fine.”

“I hope so.”

this is so fucking stupid and im probably gonna immediately delete this but i think ive discovered the reason why i love ned chicane so much. 

He very much radiates “theatre kid” energy, and it’s even canonical that he is a man of the theatre. And there is just a...thing with theatre people (especially actors) that makes us all instantly want to herd together and never separate. 

Because, in essence, becoming successful in this career path is 5% talent and 95% believing your own bullshit. You have to be so confident in yourself that casting directors become confident in you, too. Even when you’re educated, there is an underlying message of “I know this is complete bullshit but just keep thinking it’s not and then eventually you’ll figure it out”. 

I spent this semester in Voice for the Actor (along w/ my other classes). My Voice professor primarily works with the Fitzmaurice Technique (as my college primarily focuses on Fitzmaurice in its theatre studies), which has to do a lot with deep breathing and unlocking your voice through your psoas muscles. 

Do y’all even know what your psoas muscles are? Because I sure as fuck had never heard of them ever, and I took Human Anatomy! But we worked so much on strengthening these mysterious muscles, and that work happens mainly through tremors. 

Now what are tremors? Well, basically to tremor, you lay down on the ground, stick your legs straight up into the air (as straight as you can get ‘em), and then you flex your feet until your legs involuntarily shake. Then you let out some primal noises and stay in this position until your legs tire, rest, and then it’s rinse and repeat (with a few other styles of tremors). 

Absolute bullshit. Completely off-the-wall wacko. But guess what? 

I can feel my psoas muscles move when I breathe, now. They’re right next to your hip bones, and they apparently hold a lot of our everyday tension. 

Would I have known how to feel that, had I not just nodded my head and went along with this shit? Absolutely not. 

And essentially, I get that sort of feeling from Ned. That he’s been through enough in his life where he can just nod his and then suddenly understand. It explains a lot, at least to me. Why he adapted so quickly to working at the Cryptonomica, why he didn’t put up much of a fuss about becoming a Pine Guard member. Why discovering a giant gate in the middle of the woods did not absolutely terrify him, but instead made him a little peeved that it dented his car. This boy is straight faking it until he makes it, and it’s working. 

He’s just got that air about him, when he talks to other characters. Like everyone knows he’s bullshitting, but he’s so deep into it no one can convince him otherwise. Actors are like that. Theatre people are like that. It’s why so many of the self-centered assholes you know are seeking a career in the entertainment industry. The entitlement comes with the territory, basically. 

Now, obviously you don’t have to be an entitled, self-centered, narcissistic prick to become an actor. But it does help, in some cases. 

Do I think Ned is all of those things though? No. I’m not all of those things, and I’m an actress. But I can relate to the airs he puts about him. The way he can pretend like everything’s okay because as long as he can convince the world that, eventually he’ll be able to convince himself. 

Theatre people are strange, but we’re also heckin’ broken in a lot of ways. It’s why we stick together. 

And it’s why I love Ned so much. 

“Kinship”

When Summer Rush happens upon a colt who has the same sibling troubles she once went through, the young mare can’t help but connect with him.

Feat: Summer Rush,  Venture Gale

Story and Description Under The Cut

On a fine autumn day, Summer Rush happily trotted through Ponyville’s park, humming a soft tune to herself. While she could easily fly overhead to her destination, the pegasus mare couldn’t resist the chance to enjoy the soft crunching of red and orange leaves under her hooves. In just another week, winter would be coming to this lovely town. She was rather glad that her dear mobile city of Cloudesdale had decided to drop by Ponyville a week earlier before Winter preparations - it gave her one last chance to enjoy the mild weather and beauty of her favorite season. She was grateful, too, that having her home-city floating just outside Ponyville made things so much more convenient, with the Wonderbolts Winter Tour approaching. Ponyville was the first on the list for their show, and Summer couldn’t be any more excited. In fact, she was so excited that she had made plans to meet with her mother at Ponyville’s local “Cafe Hay”. A smile made its way to her muzzle. She could already imagine her mother’s eyes lighting up at the sight of the two tickets Summer currently had in tow for her parents. Habitually, Summer opened the flap of her saddlebag with her wing, just to make sure they were still safely tucked within a pocket. They were, thankfully. As Summer closed the bag’s flap, the mare nearly jumped when a nearby yell suddenly broke through the peaceful air. “YO MONOCHROME, YOU HERE?!” Silence. Summer glanced around for the source, as well as anyone who could answer this young voice’s call. She found neither in the empty area. Instead, her ears simply caught the beating of wings and a string of grumbled curses from this unseen pony. ...which was quickly replaced by a yelp and a loud rustling of leaves and cracking twigs, followed by a long, frustrated groan. “OH COME ON!” With a tinge of confusion, Summer found herself deviating from the concrete path to investigate the nearby trees. She cautiously stepped around, following the rustling and quiet mutters, until another rough rustle of leaves pulled her gaze up to one particular tree. And there she found a grumpy, upside-down teenager, wings and limbs caught between tree branches. She watched as the colt grunted and tried to untangle himself, only for his green and yellow plumage to catch on more twigs. With a resigned sigh, the colt slapped his hooves over his face and dragged them down. “This day couldn’t possibly get any wor-” It was then that the colt spotted Summer. His golden eyes widened into a blank stare. “Oh, um...hi!” Summer let out an awkward laugh, realizing that she had just been standing there. She attempted to offer a friendly smile. “Do you need some help?” Summer watched as the colt’s face became beat red. With an agonized, embarrassed groan, the colt threw his forelegs up. “THAT WASN’T A CHALLENGE!” he shouted into the air, presumably at the universe. Softly chuckling, Summer flapped her wings and flew towards the colt. “Hey, don’t be embarrassed! Crashes happen!” “W-well, this doesn’t happen often,” he weakly defended, avoiding her gaze before mumbling. “Got distracted, that’s all…” As the colt let out a few more self-conscious mumbles, Summer inspected his wings. “It doesn’t look like you've hurt yourself at least! Just hang on, let me…” Carefully, Summer pushed at branches and broke off twigs, gradually freeing the colt’s feathers from their hold. While the boy seemed a bit fidgety as she worked, he remained silent. Once his wings didn’t appear as tangled, Summer grabbed his hooves. “Ready? One, two-” On three, Summer tugged at the younger pegasus, who wriggled and flapped his wings until he finally dislodged himself. As he tried to right himself, the mare was quick to steady him before guiding him down to the ground. There he shook his coat and mane free of leaves, much like a pup who had gotten something caught in his fur.  Summer couldn’t help but giggle in amusement. Apparently that only fed his embarrassment as the colt then rubbed the back of his head, his gaze downcast. It was almost like he was trying to hide his flustered face with his bangs “T-thanks lady, but…please pretend you didn’t see any of that-” The colt blinked, as if noticing something before looking around with furrowed brows. To Summer’s worry, he looked more than ready to succumb to frustration again. “UGH, don’t tell me I lost my bandana too!” Summer simply shifted her gaze before a bright red fabric caught her attention, entangled in the tree he had been in. ”Oh, it’s there! I’ll get it!” Wasting no time, Summer zipped back up to the tree and grabbed the bandana before speeding back to the ground just as quickly. She landed with ease and happily held the item back to its rightful owner, her flight trail just fading out behind her. “Here you go-!” But as she remet the boy’s gaze, she was rather surprised to find him staring at her with impossibly wide, saucer-like eyes. After a moment of silence, Summer glanced around, as if the answer to his strange reaction could be found somewhere around her. “No way…” he whispered suddenly, something like realization dawning on him. His eyebrows drew back as he pressed his hooves to his cheeks, his wings behind him flapping wildly in excitement. “Oh my gosh...ohmygoshoHMYGOSH-” He took in a gasping breath and Summer could only blink. For a moment the mare wanted to ask if he was okay. But before she could, the colt pointed a shaky hoof at her, his expression full of wonder and disbelief. “Y-y-you’re Summer Rush! Right?! The WONDERBOLTS' Summer Rush! I know that trail, HOLY-” Suddenly he cut himself off, as if remembering where he was again. With an embarrassed cough, the younger pegasus quickly smoothed his disheveled hair down with both hooves. He then offered a grin, though it did not mask his reddened cheeks. “I-I mean...it’s totally cool to meet you! Yeah!” Summer was caught off guard, to say the least. It had only been a year and a half since she had become an official wonderbolt. Of all the Wonderbolts, she never imagined anyone reacting like this over her. Even as she smiled sheepishly and held out her wing to shake his (which he swiftly and gratefully took), she couldn’t help but voice these thoughts. “I’m honestly surprised anyone would recognize me! But it’s nice to meet you too, um…?” “Venture Gale!” The colt answered quickly, his eyes glittering. “Of course I’d recognize you! You’re, like, the youngest Wonderbolt TO DATE! Do you know how many pegasi at my school are inspired by you?” Without waiting for her to answer, the colt spread his wings out. “A HECK ton!” It was Summer’s turn to feel her face grow hot. No...she didn’t know that. But hearing that was sending her over the moon and higher. Never before had all of those hurdles she struggled through, and all of her hard work, felt so worth it. “Gosh that’s so sweet of you to say…thank you!” Summer giggled, her eyes crinkling joyfully. “Are you thinking of joining the Wonderbolts one day, Venture Gale?” Venture let out a laugh, waving the idea away with a hoof. “Nah, not me! I mean, flying maneuvers are SUPER awesome, but I already have a heckin’ cool job~” The colt proudly puffed his chest out, his eyes closed in content. “It’s a secret though~” “Oh, of course!” Summer laughed, playing along. But as much as she could stay on topic, the mare’s curiosity got the better of her and soon she was tilting her head at Venture Gale. “Say, is everything alright? I heard you shouting before that crash happened.” Venture’s good mood all at once fell flat. At least, that’s what Summer gathered as a displeased look crossed his features. For a moment the mare worried that the look was being aimed at her, but the tired tone of his voice spoke otherwise. “Yeah, I was looking for my big sib...-ling. Sibling.” “Oh? Brother or sister?” “Nope.” A few seconds passed as the two stared at each other. Confusion begun to bubble up within Summer before Venture seemed to recognize his error and jumped. “I MEAN- neither! They, like...don’t see themself as a mare or a stallion. So I just call them my big sib.” “Oh...okay!” Summer smiled and nodded. “I passed a few ponies on my way here! What do they look like?” “Hmm...” Venture sat down and lifted his hooves, moving them in gestures as he spoke. “They’re a tall, muscley pegasus, right? Black mane with white and grey streaks, wears a ponytail, and if you saw them, they probably had this face that said ‘my life is devoid of humor’.” Summer coughed out a laugh as Venture held a hoof under his face, presenting a blank, bored-looking expression in demonstration. Shaking her head, a hint of amusement slipped into her voice. “Sounds like they’d be pretty hard to miss! So unfortunately, I don’t think I saw them today.” Summer’s smile fell as disappointment flashed across the colt’s face. With a heavy sigh, Ven backed up into the nearest tree and plopped back down at its roots, ears and wings drooping. “Course you didn’t…it’s fine.” With a frown, Summer found herself moving to sit next to him, shooting the boy a curious glance. “Is...there a reason you’re looking for them?” Venture huffed, their eyes narrowing as he stared at his hooves. “My moms just want a family day and, yet again, they’re nowhere to be found. Like always.” Venture didn’t even try to hide his irritation, glaring at the ground and kicking some leaves with his hoof. Summer wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that. But what she did see was a kid with a lot on his mind, judging from his tense expression alone. Summer lightly tapped her hoof on the ground, causing Venture to peer up at her through his bangs. And upon eye contact, Summer offered a gentle smile. “If you want to talk about it more, I like to think I’m a good listener. Right now you look like somepony who needs a listening ear.” She watched as Ven hesitated. His gaze flicked back to the ground, boring into the grass, and Summer could only guess he was weighing his thoughts. When he showed no sign of moving or responding, the mare was ready to accept his silence; until a sigh broke the air. “Okay, so like...my sib doesn’t like being around our mom- well, one of them, ‘cause we have two...so they always, ALWAYS have to have an excuse to avoid her. Usually they use their art deadlines. Then they started using their dumb doofy boyfriend as a reason to not spend time with us, whenever me and my mom are home after being away for weeks.” Venture’s nose wrinkled with distaste. “Always insisting that they already made plans, that it would be rude to cancel, yadda yadda. As if they couldn’t invite him to join us or something. I dunno.” “I see your point…” Summer murmured. As precious as time with a partner could be, she imagined better compromises could be made. “Yeah. So me and my mom are back again after being away, aaaand here we are. Just me running around like an idiot, trying to figure out where the HECK they are so I can try, and probably fail, to drag their stupid rear back to us. You know, when they’re NOT going in and out of our house without saying hi or letting us know they're even there. 'Cause Celestia freaking forbid mom starts a conversation with them.” Ven’s face scrunched up. Reaching up he aggressively scratched at his head, giving way to frustration once more. “UGH, I don’t UNDERSTAND them! They don’t make sense!” He crossed his forelegs tightly against his chest. “Sometimes they act like they care and nag me about "safety" and being careful and crap, but then most days they're all distant! With my mom…and me.” Summer noticed the change. The more Venture talked, the more his frustration was making way for something somber. “So sometimes I feel like...like they…” Hurt. That was the only word that could really describe the expression Ven now wore as he trailed off.  His mouth tightened into a thin line as he stared at the grass below him. And looking at him, Summer saw something familiar. It was like she was looking at a reflection of herself at his age. Just as confused. Just as hurt. ‘More and more distant...until he felt unreachable.’ It was painfully familiar, and she felt an ache in her chest as similar memories she had pushed down resurfaced. Summer went silent. She knew she promised herself - promised her mother - that she’d never speak of him. Or let herself think about him. But the more she gazed at Ven’s dejected expression, and took in the resigned slump to his shoulders, she could feel her heart wanting to connect with him. To offer that sense of understanding. And assurance. “...I’ll tell you a story if you promise to keep it between us.” The words were out before she could reconsider them. It certainly gained Venture’s attention. After a beat, he quietly nodded, staring expectantly. No going back now. Leaning back against the tree, she took in a deep breath, willing herself to share a small piece of what she had kept locked away within her. “I think I understand how you feel…my brother was like that too. Always far off, and avoidant. Never giving an explanation for why. I knew he hated our parents, with how harsh they could be with him. But with how he acted, I constantly felt like he hated me too, and wanted nothing to do with me. But there were some things that just didn’t make sense.” A weak smile pulled at her muzzle as a memory came back to life within her mind. Right now, it didn’t matter that there was a heaviness in her chest as the words formed, bringing back buried thoughts. If it meant offering any ounce of insight to this colt, going through the same pains that she once did, Summer pushed onwards. “When I was twelve, I signed up for my very first race. I didn’t grow up racing like some pegasi in the ‘bolts had. So I was nervous, but also excited! It was going to be my first chance to show off everything I’d learned and trained for. Naturally I wanted everyone to be there. I told my friends and had tickets bought for...my whole family.” Summer exhaled slowly. “My brother was distant at that point...always out doing his own thing. But the event was important to me and I really wanted him to be there for me. So I handed him his ticket. I asked him to support me, and even though he looked unsure, I had faith that he’d come. ...I think you might be able to imagine how I felt when he didn’t show up.” Glancing over at Venture, the colt frowned deeply at her. And yet Summer couldn’t let go of her sad smile. “I was so dissapointed, I almost couldn’t focus. Somehow I just barely managed to get second place that day. But I couldn’t even be happy about it. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t feel...angry. I felt so let down. I honestly considered giving up and just leaving him be altogether. But that feeling didn’t last long.” Summer could sense Ven’s curious gaze, boring a silent question into her. Summer shifted, letting the rest of that day flow through her mind. “The moment we opened our front door, it was like he was waiting for us. Which was already odd, with how he couldn’t stand being in the same room as our parents. And then...he tried to talk to me.” Summer’s smile finally fell. She remembered his face. How, for the first time in a year, it was like he was himself again. Instead of being apathetic, he was...frazzled. Borderline upset. “I think he was trying to apologize. That’s what it sounded like at least, before my parents cut him off. They were furious with him...and like every conversation between him and my parents, it turned into a full-blown argument. I remember how frustrated he looked when he explained that he couldn’t find his ticket anywhere.” Summer sighed, suddenly feeling tired. “It just devolved from there. My mom saying he was making excuses, my brother snapping back, my dad defending her. Arguments like that weren’t new. But he seemed genuine, and the guilty way he looked at me before he stormed off stuck me with me ever since.” Summer blew out air, relieving some of the heavier feelings in her chest with it. She then turned to Ven, offering a soft, comforting smile. “You can take this however you want, Venture. But for me, it was that moment that made me really think about how there had to be a lot more to his feelings than what I was assuming, and what he was willing to show. So I think it could be the same case for your sibling. If they’re nagging you to be careful, then I don’t think your sibling dislikes you, if that’s what you’re thinking! I think they really do care. It’s completely possible that they’re just showing it in their own way. Venture raised a puzzled eyebrow at that. “Their own way…?” Summer chuckled, self-consciously rubbing her foreleg. “I’ve uh...done some research on love languages. Which applies to friends and family! And if there’s anything I learned, it’s that how one pony expresses and receives love can be completely different from how another does. Some ponies show honest affection by sharing gifts, others feel loved when ponies use meaningful words or actions. Once you figure out how somepony expresses and receives love, it really helps strengthen relationships!” Summer nodded confidently. “So even if your sibling sounds like they’re just nagging you, to them it could just be their way of caring and worrying about you. Not that that explains the avoidance, but...it at least shows that it’s not all black and white.” Ven became silent at that, absentmindedly nodding. She gave him the time to let everything she said sink in. Heck, she wasn’t completely sure if she had expressed her thoughts the way she had wanted to. But she hoped it could provide a different perspective for the colt. “I guess that makes sense…” Venture sighed, finally standing up and shaking the dirt and grass off of his legs. With that, he gave Summer a bashful, lop-sided smile. “Uh, thanks for listening... and for the story, Ms. Rush-” “Summer!” she laughed softly, standing up as well. “Just call me Summer! I know I’m an adult, but I’m not that old!” Venture perked back up, taking advantage of the new light-hearted air by grinning back. “You can call me Ven then! Uh…” Summer resisted the urge to giggle as the colt went back to his sheepish state, ducking his head a bit. “S-seriously...I got no clue what the heck I’m gonna do with Mo, but I feel a lot better after talking. I guess the frustration just caught up with me, y’know?” He huffed. “My moms don’t really do anything about it, so it’s...kinda nice to have someone get where I’m comin’ from.” “Aw geez Ven…” Summer waved at him with her hoof, chuckling. “It’s nothing, really. I’m just glad you’re feeling better-” That’s when Summer remembered. And it was an opportunity she couldn't pass up. “Oh hey! The Wonderbolts are having a winter show in Ponyville at the end of the month! Are you going?” Ven jumped up at the mention. “Oh yeah! If nothing comes up before then, it’d be cool if I could see it!” He tapped a hoof to his chin thoughtfully. “If she’s not busy, my mom might be able to go with me...” “Why not ask your sibling?” Before Ven could respond, Summer smiled mysteriously and lifted her wing. Between her feathers the mare presented two tickets, holding them out towards him. “Ta-da~” Ven stared at the tickets blankly for a few seconds longer, really taking them in before gawking “W-w-w-wh-” Summer grinned. She could always get two more tickets for her parents. “Here! Why not try asking your sibling if they’d like to see the show with you? Whether they enjoy races or not, it could be some good quality time between you two! And even if they can’t go, you could give the second ticket to someone else!” Ven seemed dazed as he raised his own wing and Summer firmly placed the tickets within his feathers, even using her wing to curl his feathers over them. While Summer felt satisfied with the decision, she was surprised (and felt a light pang) as the young stallion suddenly lowered his head and briskly rubbed at his eyes. Despite this, he let out a hearty laugh, making light of the situation. “W-well geez...I already thought you were cooler in person. Now you gotta be really nice too?? What the heck...” Sniffing, Ven pulled his wing back, tucking the tickets safely into his feathers. When he glanced back up at Summer, the only evidence of the moment prior being a slight glisten to his eyes, he had a much more determined look on his face. “Alright! I’ll give it a try. It might take some convincing, but I don’t think even Mo can pass up a free ticket!” Relief washed over Summer. “That’s the spirit~! OH-” With a squeak of realization, the mare quickly flapped her wings and lifted off the ground. Somewhere in town, a certain teal mare was probably tapping her hoof. “I just remembered that I have to get going! I have somewhere I need to be!” Summer zipped closer and held out her hoof, grinning cheerily. “I’ll just have to see you at the show, okay~? Don’t be afraid to say hi afterwards!” “PSH, I’m never afraid!” Venture smirked and hoofbumped her, that energy he had earlier returning. She watched as he gave her one last, sincere smile. One she returned. “Thanks again! I’ll see ya!” “See you, Ven!” With that, Summer sped away. It didn’t take her long to reach the end of the park. She just hoped her mother could hold onto her patience for a while longer. But most of all, she hoped dearly that however the exchange ended, Venture’s feelings would eventually reach his sibling. ‘Maybe it’s not too late for them…’ The weight in her chest was back. Unlike him, she was left with so many unanswered questions. Remnants of what her brother had left behind, left untouched. Even now, a part of her heart wanted to believe that there had been more- ‘Stop... You promised. It’s time to stop thinking about it.’ It was like her mother had said. There was no use letting these things, these questions and regrets, tether her to the past. So once again pushing these things down - locking them away in a safe place - Summer focused on zipping to her destination.

Don’t I love irony...

And people may have pieced it together, but allow me to confirm that...yes. Lightning Dust was very much the string-puller on that day from Summer's memory.

Lightning really didn't like seeing her daughter try so hard to reach out to her brother. Skychaser deserved his isolation, and the last thing she wanted was for him to decide that sharing his "toxic thoughts" with Sunny would be worth it. So in an effort to strain their relationship so Summer could put her energy into more "important things", Lightning had long planned to snatch up Sky's ticket when he wasn't looking. Sky had left the house earlier that day, planning on returning by the time the others left so he could go to the event separately. But upon getting to his room - you guessed it - the ticket was nowhere to be seen. He spent nearly an hour tearing up his room and searching the house. He was helpless, genuinely believing he had carelessly misplaced it. Even now, Sky doesn't know what really happened that day.

Too bad for Lightning, though. Her plan was the catalyst that kept Summer from giving up on her brother until the day he left.

FUN FACTS:

-Some time later, Ven probably went of to create the official Summer Rush Fanclub. Present-day Summer is both incredibly flattered and embarrassed. -Adorably enough, though they don’t see each other often, Summer and Ven come to form a fond little friendship over a few run-ins with each other, mainly at Wonderbolt events. Heck, Ven manages to discover that Summer is not only a fan of the Daring Do series, but she’s even an avid reader of Yearling’s sequel series. And a big Valor Wind fan at that, adoring his character to the point of cooing over how adorably nerdy and helpful he is (insert Ven’s red face, side-squinting the mare).

Background from here: Equestrian Fall

jen’s doctor who s11 review

On the whole!

I really enjoyed series 11 for its nice change in pace and especially the relationship built up between Graham and Ryan. I really liked how many of the episodes were lighter and kinda more adventure-y in nature than in past, instead of constant “the world is gonna end” danger. Like I love those kinds of episodes, believe me, but the lighter tone is very welcomed after many series of heart wrenching angst ahahahah! 

I loved how they handled the historical episodes this series, and really dug into the truth of human condition within those time periods, and took risks there. I actually learned a lot about the time periods they visited- for example, I never really heard much about the Pakistan partition in school. 

Thirteen is precious and I want to hug her. She’s so full of hope and that makes me so happy! :DDD I love how she’s a sciency tinkerer and likes cobbling stuff together out of whatever loose ends she can find. I’m still waiting for her to snap, though- maybe that’s just me as an angst lord talking, but I want to see her super super angry. The scene in The Battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos with her sternly disagreeing with Graham was very good though. But anyways, I love her positivity and her quirky alien charm, and her character feels like a natural progression of where the Doctor left off at the end of Twice Upon a Time. The Doctor has gone through a lot of healing since the Time War, a lot of self reflection and forgiving themself, and Thirteen is absolutely a product of that and it shows. It’s so nice to see them back on their feet, unshackled by that guilt finally, just wandering about the universe like they always did. 

Yasmin is so sweet and so loyal, and h o h boy if there’s anyone I can see sticking with the Doctor until the bitter end out of this crew it’s her. (*nervous laughter*) Out of all the crew she’s the one who’s had the least development though, so I’m looking forward to seeing where she goes as a character moving forward. Also, I hope we see her family more, I like them! Maybe in the New Years special, we’ll see. I’ve absolutely hit the “ADOPT KID” button on Ryan, the more I think about him the more I love him- just, all this time he’s been looking for belonging, for people who aren’t gonna leave him behind like his dad, and he had that with his nan Grace- but he didn’t know if Graham was gonna be the same or if he was only there for him bc of association with Grace. But now through all these adventures through space and time he has absolute proof that Graham will be there for him, and so he’s made the conscious decision to make Graham his family. And Graham, hhh... his grieving throughout the series, while not acting as a shadow on it, was always woven through and it’s nice to see both him and Ryan actually make peace with things through seeing Tim Shaw again and giving him his humble pie. 

In the end when it comes to this series, I love the strong found family vibes it gives. Graham and Ryan and Yaz, they all knew each other in some way before, but they didn’t truly know each other. And through being thrown together with the Doctor, entering her wild adventurous life, they got to grow closer as friends, but more importantly, as a family. The whole series the Doctor was looking for a word to describe her little ragtag group, and she wasn’t exactly sure if “fam” was the right one, but in the end it’s what she settles on because this has become a family. 

Now, what I’m hoping to see more of in the future! 

1) I’d love to see more extended domestic-y TARDIS scenes! We’ve got a lot of pre/post endcap TARDIS scenes, but I’d love to see more small little convos between characters on the way to their destinations, in between, etc. For as long as these episodes were I feel like so much time was spent providing exposition and story for the plot, but I’d love to see more fun nonsense. More glimpses at what they get up to in between, if that makes any sense. (As an example of what I mean, we got a bit of this in The Tsuranga Conundrum, at the very beginning when they were just poking about a junkyard planet, and I quite liked that.)

2) As the characters keep developing I’d love to see more conflict arise between them to test their friendships. We saw some good moments of this with the Doctor telling Ryan to stay behind with Hanne in It Takes You Away after he made a kinda narrow-minded comment about her disability, and when the Doctor flat out told Graham that if he killed Tim Shaw he wouldn’t be traveling with her anymore in the finale. I’d love to see more of this.

3) This may just be because I’m really queer, but I want the Doctor to snap and yell and get really angry at something. That’s the ONE thing that felt entirely missing from this series. In the end I get the sense that this Doctor has a far greater reign on her emotions and self because she’s healed quite a bit, but I still know she’s capable of that righteous anger and I’d love to see Jodie show off her full range with a scene like that.

4) We’ll probably get this in the New Years special, but I’m super anticipating Thirteen facing the Daleks. This is a quintessential thing for every Doctor, in my opinion, and I can’t wait for when they (hopefully!) eventually do that.

5) More of a plot arc. I definitely know the lack of a tight plot arc was because they wanted it to be more accessible for people to just tune in and watch without context,, as they’re gaining some new fans, but I hope that there’s more of a return to an ongoing series plot arc with this next series since everything’s been established. I personally really like those, because I get to be a plot arc detective! I will say that I’m very pleased that Tim Shaw was brought back for the finale, though- that acted as a very nice bookend and helped tie up all the emotional threads.

6) Also not exactly anything I can fault this series for, because I can tell one of the points/themes of it was “not everything is what it seems on the surface” and “sometimes the real monsters,,, are humanity” and I very much respect that, but I do wanna see some more just... alien baddies who ARE baddies and not misunderstood. Listen,, I’m a simple minded person. Love me some monsters! 

My rankings! 

For context, I’m generally very easy with my ratings. I’m not rating them on how critically perfect they are as plots or anything, this is purely based on how much I enjoyed them. I’ve only actually rated nine episodes of Doctor Who 2005-present with scores of 6 or below.

10- Absolutely SUPERB  9- Excellent! 8- Great! 7- Good 6- Okay

1) Demons of the Punjab    (10) This ep made me cry more than any episode of Doctor Who has in a very long time. Incredibly poignant, stunning music and cinematography. Taught me a whole lot I never knew about the partition and how it affected everyday people. I liked how the Doctor assumed the whole time that these aliens were  A good Yaz centric ep, too. It ranks 7th in my list of all-time favorites.  

2) It Takes You Away   (9.5) Wowee, another very poignant one! Some FANTASTIC acting from Jodie in this ep, and a very trippy concept with the sentient universe. Loved getting to see each companion getting a good role to play. ALSO CAN WE JUST TALK ABOUT HOW MUCH I STAN THAT FROG??? AND THE DOCTOR SEDUCING AN ENTIRE UNIVERSE???? B R U H. Hanne’s actress did a wonderful job too! 

3) Kerblam!   (9) What a heckin fun episode! This one will definitely become one of my comfort eps, I can already tell. The secondary characters were all lovely, and the bots were delightfully unsettling too! I spent the whole thing going “wow I totally experienced this working at Amazon” and I thought that was pretty funny. Also, I might highlight all the wonderful Graham snark we got in this one. 

4) Rosa    (9) Gahhh this was a hard one to watch, but very truthful in its depiction of the time period, and a lovely tribute to an incredibly courageous woman. Shout out to how the ep forced Graham to recognize and accept his white privilege (and the Doctor too for that matter), the scene with Ryan and Yaz discussing racism they’ve had to endure, and also for the scene with the Doctor making jokes about Banksy. That made me laugh. “Banksy doesn’t have one of these! Or do I?”

5) The Battle of Ranskoor Av Kolos    (9) I was VERY glad to see Tim Shaw return for some finished business, and how it allowed Graham and Ryan to finally get a bit of peace for what happened to Grace because of him. This was a solid ep, with some SOLID character moments between Graham and the Doctor and Graham and Ryan. The Ux were interesting, too.

6) The Woman Who Fell to Earth    (8.5) Solid, fun episode. It wastes no time in setting up who Thirteen will be. Still one of my favorite scenes in this whole series so far is when she builds her own sonic screwdriver- GOD the music there is so damn iconic. And gahhh I love Grace so much. How dare they make me love a character so much and then let her die? Rude. That’s homophobia. XD

7) The Witchfinders   (8.5) The Doctor gets dunked in water and has soaked hair. Dare I say more? No, but I was glad to see an ep with an alien danger that actually IS an alien danger that seeks to destroy and conquer, I always love those- and this one, with weird sentient mud that can fill corpses, was delightfully grim. Willow was a great secondary character, too- loved her especially. 8) The Ghost Monument   (8) Okay so I really loved how slice-of-life this episode was? We actually got to know our secondary characters Angstrom and Epzo and I appreciated that. The bit with the Doctor thinking the TARDIS was gone forever at the end... hhhhhhng... that was such a good scene. You could just see the hope drained from her face, and then to see it all rush back as she finally found her?? W o w I’m so emo, y’all ;D;

9) The Tsuranga Conundrum  (7) So I enjoyed this one, but there were some kinda oddly phrased bits of dialogue in it that marks it down for me. The Pting is a delightfully weird and cursed creature, 10/10, would yeet out of a spacecraft. I already mentioned this, but I LOVE the scene in the junkyard and how slice-of-life it was. I also appreciate how someone called out the Doctor on being selfish during this. 10) Arachnids in the UK   (6.5) So this episode was riding right on the edge of “ehh” for me, but it still has some great moments in it, with the Doctor awkwardly interacting with Yasmin’s family and all those heckin spiders bee-boppin down the hallways to the tune of rap music. XD I can’t exactly pick out why it was an “eh” for me, but it just didn’t click. Maybe I was just hoping it’d be an alien thing and was kinda left wanting with the way the episode felt kinda... unfinished. Like, there’s still a bunch of giant spiders? They didn’t solve that. They just- trapped them and left. I dunno I was left wanting with this ep.

hey hal! id like some advice on how to figure out if I'm uncomfortable w bein called a man because im 15 or because im not fully binary trans? like i know I'm A Dude but I'm just ?? it took me 3 heckin years to admit that yeah, he/him is more comfort. and I just don't want this to take the reader of the decade. im 15 atm btw! you're kinda a rolemodel for me (more in an older sibling way than idolization way) and j figured you might have words to impart me with, wise or otherways.

this is so nice! my big advice is that being a trans dude in a society where men are in general awful and to some people carry bad connotations, it can seem simple to be like “well im not like THOSE men, so i must not be a man.” and the truth is, I can’t tell you personally of that’s what’s going on, if you’re actually just not binary.

another issue is that considering all the things men are taught to do and say in order to be a man, can often be at odds with what you’ve experienced as someone raised as a girl and percieved as a girl, and it can lead to a disconnect? that you genuinely feel that if you’re not shitty, if you don’t view women in a certain way, if you don’t act in a certain way, you must not be a man. cis men who don’t ascribe to toxic masculinity feel this way too!

the last thing is that it really doesn’t matter what your gender is, as long as you can take steps to be comfortable as yourself, and as long as you’re not hurting anyone or yourself. it’s okay if you never figure it out, and it’s okay to just hand wave your gender because you don’t know. gender is incredibly complex and sometimes people who aren’t doing what their gender or assigned gender can be at a loss for what they’re supposed to do, and that’s okay, too. good luck!

tag game !

i was tagged by the absolutely wonderful @hollandandi​ thank you doll ily!!!!

last

drink: water!!!

phone call: my younger brother

text message: my best friend saying she loves me lol

song you listened to: please by noah kahan

time you cried: today lmaoooo bc pms

ever

dated someone twice: nope

kissed someone and regretted it: uhhh no 

been cheated on: no ma’am

lost someone special: indeed :(

been depressed: not officially diagnosed, and i’m doing better now, but i’ve definitely had times when i was

gotten drunk and thrown up: no, never

fave colours: pastel yellow

in the last year have you

made new friends: yes!!!! technically i met my best friends about this time a year ago, and then the marvel-ous hoes are great people and we’ve only known each other for like a month

fallen out of love: i don’t think so ????

laughed until you cried: coincidentally, i also did that today

found out someone was talking about you: lmao yeah

met someone who changed you: i think so

found out who your friends are: yes’m

kissed someone on your facebook friends list: lmao no i’ve only ever kissed one person

general

how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: all of them

do you have any pets: my family has a french bulldog

do you want to change your name: nope!

what did you do for your last birthday: uhhhh my best friend came over and we had a sleepover lol

what were you doing at midnight last night: i was watching grey’s anatomy

what is something you can’t wait for: to start university

what are you listening to right now: i’m watching grey’s rn

have you ever talked to a person named tom: i have an uncle tom so yes lol

something that gets on your nerves: when people chew w their mouth open UGH

most visited website: it’s probably tumblr

hair colour: brown

long or short hair: my hair is about shoulder length

do you have a crush on someone: on tom holland yes lmao

what do you like about yourself: i like that i’m an empathetic person

want any piercings: i don’t think so

blood type: i have no idea

nicknames: em, emmadilemma

relationship status: really heckin single, dude

zodiac: gemini

pronouns: she/her

fave tv shows: the office, criminal minds, brooklyn nine nine, queer eye

tattoos: i don’t have any rn but i want to get one

right or left handed: right

ever had surgery: other than my wisdom teeth, nope

piercings: just my ears

sport: i used to play softball 

vacation: my family took a roadtrip to colorado in july

more general

eating: nothin as of now

drinking: water

about to watch: more grey’s

waiting for: classes to start, i guess

want: i would kill for some cuddles right about now

get married: oof yes i want to someday

career: i want to be a school counselor 

which is better

hugs or and kisses: i love me some hugs (but kisses are nice too lol)

lips or eyes: eyes

shorter or taller: idk man i’m short so everyone is taller than me 

older or younger: older

nice arms or stomach: arms arms arms

hookup or relationship: i don’t think i could do hookups lmao

troublemaker or hesitant; hesitant

have you ever

kissed a stranger: noooooo

drunk hard liquor: never

lost glasses: no omg idk how people do that i am literally blind w/o my glasses

turned someone down: nope

sex on first date: lmao no

broken someone’s heart: not that i know of

had your heart broken: lmao yeah

been arrested: no

cried when someone died: yes of course

fallen for a friend: i don’t think so

do you believe in

yourself: most of the time, yes

miracles: sometimes

love at first sight: sometimes i think

santa claus: not anymore

kiss on a first date: uhhh idk 

angels: in a way, yes (it’s a long story) 

others

best friend’s name: sam

eye colour: green

fave movie: napoleon dynamite, to all the boys i’ve loved before, love simon, any marvel movie lmao

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I’m gonna tag @starkschurro @spideymood @twilightparker and uhhh idk whoever else wants to do it go for it dude

Road Trip | Series - More Like a Beauty Queen (1)

Requested by: Anonymous ; Yo! How about Steve and reader going a a road trip together for spring break and being cute and coupley?

Summary: It’s the summer of 1987. Another year of college is over for Steve Harrington and he is ready to hit the road for his drive back to Hawkins, but things change when he receives unexpected company.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader (SLOWBURN)

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: surprise ~ so this story is going to be slightly different from the request, but i hope do it justice. i’m very excited to share this with you and i really hope you all enjoy it. xoxo - k

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Parts:

More Like a Beauty Queen (1)

Don’t Masquerade (2)

Let’s Rock (3)

He Seemed Brokenhearted (4)

He Was With Me (5) ( Coming Soon)

Steve took a deep breath of that fresh California air, leaning his head back. The summer breeze hit him and tossed his hair back lightly and he slipped his hands into the pockets of his denim jeans. His dorm building stood tall behind him as its occupants fled for the summer break. They would be back in a few short months and so would he, and he would be ready to tackle his fourth and final year of college.

He pulled one hand out of his pocket and walked over to the payphones that were pressed against the exterior of the building. He pulled out the appropriate amount of change and listened as they hit the bottom before he reached for the phone and dialed the number. 

As he held the phone against his ear, Steve listened to the operator’s voice before he could hear the tone of a ringing phone. Seconds ticked by but soon he was grinning as a voice rang in his ear, “Steve! Did you hit the road yet?”

“Obviously not if I’m calling you right now, dipshit,” Steve chuckled.

Dustin Henderson had become the brother his parents could never be bothered to give him. He fit the description well. He was annoying, overbearing, and sure as hell never listened to a single thing that he was told. Dustin was also caring and compassionate and had a heart of gold, so he balanced himself out.  

“When the hell are you leaving? You have to get back here as soon as possible so we can start the next campaign!” Dustin shouted.

“How many times have I told you? I’m never going to understand that damn game,” he sighed into the phone but grinned the entire time.

“Never say never, Steve. Do you know how long it’ll take you to get back?” Dustin continued asking questions but Steve was unable to provide any answers.

“Dustin, relax for two seconds,” Steve had to cut him off abruptly. “I’m going to run out of time on this call but I’m going to fill the car up and I’ll be on the road after that.”

“Do you promise to call and check in at each stop so I know you weren’t kidnapped by some sort of psycho in the desert or some sort of truck driver? I’ve seen the movies, Steve. I know what happens,” Dustin continued to speak.

“Nothing is going to happen. I’ll call you when I can. Try to hold off on any trouble until I get there so I can keep an eye out on you losers,” Steve said his final goodbye before hanging up the phone, knowing that if he didn’t Dustin would just continue to speak.

With that being done, he was free to walk through the parking lot to where his car was parked. He swung the key loop around his finger before sitting down in the driver's seat. With the car started and the windows rolled down, Steve said farewell to the college campus as he made his way out onto the road.

Steve was comfortable with leaving the music off and listening to the sounds of California. He could hear snippets of conversations from people who were jogging by. He could hear clips of songs or the voices of local radio hosts coming from the cars around him. There were dogs barking and children laughing, and the breeze blew through the open windows. 

He would never admit it but there was something about California that had drawn him in from the second he stepped foot onto campus. He could remember the day that he made his college decision. 

Steve had been standing in an empty house. His parents were gone once again and the envelope bearing his name glared at him from its spot on the dining room table.  He could open it and face the harsh reality that he would be stuck in Hawkins forever. Or he could open it and sigh with relief that he would be getting a ticket out of there. When he decided to rip that envelope open, he nearly ripped the letter in half and dropped it on the floor. It fell facing upwards and from his standing position, Steve was able to read the life-changing words: “Dear Mr. Harrington, we are pleased to offer you our congratulations on being accepted...”

It wasn’t a decision that he made easily, but it was the best one for him. And so here he was, three years into his college career as he studied criminal justice. Steve had plans to come home and join forces with Hopper, but until then he would enjoy his time away from the crazy Hawkins, Indiana as best as he could.

Steve pulled into the gas station and parked next to the pump. As soon as he filled his tank up on gas and stopped for some snacks, he would be able to begin his peaceful road trip back home.

With his trusty wayfarers hanging on the tip of his nose, he perused the labels of chips and candy. Occasionally he would hold something up to look at it closely and it would either end up in his basket or back on the shelf. 

“How could you pass up a bag of Doritos? That’s heaven in a bag.”

Steve looked up and over to his right but turned to his left. You were leaning up against the display with your arms crossed over your chest and a red flannel tied around your waist. Your denim shorts were cut off and the edges were frayed. There was something about you that seemed so familiar. Was it the brightness of your eyes? Or was it the dimples that Steve could make out as you stared at him with a grin? Perhaps it was your sweet voice?

“It’s creepy to just stare at someone in response to a question,” you snickered.

“Sorry,” Steve cleared his throat and pulled his sunglasses off of his nose as they began to fall.

“You don’t have to ask,” you rolled your eyes with a heavy sigh. “Yes, we know each other. We go to the same school and we’ve shared a few classes. I’m pretty sure I’ve seen you lingering around the quad.”

“I don’t...” Steve shook his head slowly. How the hell could he not remember you, he thought to himself?

“Ouch. I’m a little offended, Harrington. I can remember our entire first encounter and you can’t even remember my name!” you pushed yourself off of the display and wandered over to Steve. You reached forward and picked up the bag of Doritos that he had just put back and ripped open the bag.

“You can’t do that,” Steve gasped.

You shrugged and bit into the first chip with a grin, then held the bag out to him. 

“No, I don’t want any of those,” he looked around nervously, expecting an employee to storm over and kick them out.

You bit into the second chip and hummed as you chewed. “The longer you take to figure out who I am, the more chips I eat. Tick, tock, Steve,” you shrugged.

“I don’t remember who you are, okay?” he started to laugh nervously and ran his hand through his hair. “Stop eating the chips and just tell me.”

“Fine,” you sighed dramatically and ran your cheese covered fingers over your shorts. “We took that psych course in the fall semester. I was the girl who had all the questions about serial killers and kept throwing the professor off.”

Steve dropped his head forward. Yes, he thought. He remembered exactly who you were. The professor had been subjected to handing out copies of his handwritten notes because he was never able to get through a full lecture without you turning the conversation around. It had been amusing, but also very trying on his patience. “Y/N,” he said your name and you clapped your hands excitedly.

“Give him a round of applause for remembering me!” you began to shout.

“Okay, okay,” he waved his hand to get you to lower your voice.

“So now that you finally remembered who I am, you can tell me what you’re doing at this gas station and why you’re passing up valuable snacks,” you continued to eat the Doritos as you looked at him.

“Uh, road trip. Stocking up,” he explained briefly as he waved the basket around a bit. 

“Indiana, right?” you asked him.

“How did you...”

“I remembered you mentioning that in your class introduction. I’m from there too! Don’t exactly have a ride, though, so I’ll be hitchhiking my way back,” you shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly.

“Hitchhiking?” Steve asked you. “You don’t have a car? Or a bus ticket? Couldn’t get home by plane?”

“Yes, no, no, and no,” you answered. You finished the bag of chips and crumbled it up, hiding it back on the shelves. You held your finger up to your lips and winked at him.

“That’s insane. It’ll take you ages to get back there,” he stuttered over his words.

“Do you have any other ideas, Harrington?” you turned to him and tightened the flannel around your waist. You lifted one leg so you could adjust the shoelaces of your shoes.

“Isn’t there anyone you know who could give you a ride?” he continued to ask questions. The thought of hitchhiking all the way to Indiana was absolute madness.

You walked by him and your arm brushed against his. You turned to look at him and grinned, “The only one I know who is heading to Indiana is you, Steve. You offering me a ride?”

Steve’s eyes went wide as he looked over at you. He mumbled incoherently and you grinned even more.

“I’ll go put my bags in your car, then! The BMW, right? Brownish, sort of reddish color? Indiana plates? You’re the best, Harrington!” you winked over at him and went to leave but turned back suddenly. “Might as well put Doritos in that basket.”

Before Steve could form a firm argument, you were skipping out of the store and over to where you had left your bags. As if he were under some sort of control, he scooped a few bags of Doritos into the basket before he rushed over to the counter to pay. He scrambled to grab the bags from the attendant and nearly tripped over his own two feet as you popped open his trunk and began to squeeze one of your bags in with his.

“Hey, hey! What the hell are you doing?” Steve asked you.

“Packing my bags up, what does it look like I’m doing?” you grunted as you squeezed the second bag into the trunk before closing it, moving to push the rest back into the back seat.

“I never said you could come along. I barely know you,” he started to ramble as he watched you pack up the car, but he couldn’t make any moves.

“You’ll get to know me on the trip, then!” you shouted out. You pulled back and closed the door, brushing your hands together. “I promise I’m not crazy. And think of it this way! I’ll be able to help with the driving and we can probably get back to Indiana ten times faster.”

Steve opened his mouth again, ready to present more arguing points but you reached forward and tugged the shopping bag out of his hand. “If you really don’t want me on this trip, say it. But I see Doritos in this bag which tells me that you’re okay with this.”

The two of you stared each other down as you stood next to the gas pump. Steve refused to let go of the bag so it dangled in between the two of you. After a minute or so, his hand dropped and he sighed, “You have to help with the driving and pitch in for gas and food. And do not open any other sort of snack without paying for it first.”

“You got it,” you winked and pulled the bag against your chest before sitting down in the passenger seat. 

Steve ran his hands over his face and whispered to himself, “What the fuck have I gotten myself into?”

Once he sat in the car and started it up, you reached forward to turn the radio on.

“I like the silence,” Steve groaned a bit.

“Fuck that, it’s the beginning of our road trip! We need good music!” you flipped through the channels but stopped when you heard the opening of one of your all-time favorite songs. “It’s Billie Jean! I love Michael Jackson!”

Steve tried to ignore you as he pulled out onto the road. You hummed along to the song as you reached into his glove compartment and pulled out the roadmap just in case it was needed. The song continued and you glanced over at Steve, unimpressed with his stoic impression. In that moment, you made it your goal to break that boy and get him to pull whatever stick had been stuck up his ass. 

“And mother always told me, be careful who you love,” you sang softly, pulling your eyes away from his.

He tried to hold in a sigh. You sang. Of course, you sang. 

“And be careful what you do, cause the lie becomes the truth...” you continued, raising your voice a little higher.

Steve gripped the steering wheel tighter and bit down on his tongue when he noticed you reach out to turn the music up even more just as the chorus began to play. He nearly pulled the car over sharply as you leaned over the center console to sing along loudly, “Billie Jean is not my lover, she’s just the girl who claims that I am the one but the kid is not my son!” You pulled yourself back dramatically, clutching your hands to your chest.

“Are you going to be like this the entire trip?” Steve shouted over the music.

You continued to sing but looked over at him, winking again. He caught your glance and suddenly felt his throat tighten. Steve looked away quickly, feeling as if there were something enchanting about your stare. As you went on with your singing performance in the passenger seat and as Steve focused on getting them onto the main road, he wondered if he had just made the best or the worst mistake of his life.

youtuber!changbin

omg i’m excited for this one bc it’s the loml

s e o  c h a n g b i n

enjoy :)

Chan | Woojin | Minho | CHANGBIN | Hyunjin | Jisung | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

introducing the one and only. . .

Changbin “I love dark” Seo!!!!

so, as you (probably) already know

he has done lots of collabs with chan and jisung under 3racha

that’s how he met the rest tbh; chan messaged him and jisung both for a 3-person collab and then he stuck with them bc they made some bombass tracks

and he also manages the joint StrayKids youtube account where their gameplays are posted

he has too much time on his hands

which is also why he posts a lot of diss tracks about the other guys

it’s all in good nature, no harm done

and his insults are the bEST

he’s actually a lyrical genius

and no one can hate him or what he says in his raps because

1) what he said is probably true

2) if you hate on it, he’ll come out with a second diss track that’s much worse

his tracks are usually about how chan is like the dad of the group

but everyone just uses him for his money (not in a mean way!!!!!)

or about how felix is desperate for changbin’s love but it’s unrequited (he’s still salty about the forced kiss ok, give him time pls)

he hasn’t made a diss track about jeongin though because the boy is too precious okay no one can say anything bad about him except jyp but hes a snake so screw him

you may be asking what changbin could’ve said about seugmin bc he’s also heckin’ precious but i’m afraid you’re gonna have to wait for seungmin’s one to find out ;)

jisung once hacked into changbin’s youtube account

hacked meaning he guessed changbin’s password (hint: it was ilovegyu<3)

and changed the profile picture to a screenshot he got from a video hyunjin took of changbin being dared to act cute

the video was vv cringey so jisung figured this was the perfect revenge for that diss track changbin made of him

and he also thought changbin needed a change from the pitch black profile pic he had up before

yeah, he loves dark thaaaaat much

as well as producing music and gaming

changbin also dabbles in skateboarding and a biiit of parkour

he does this with felix

(when he has a quick method of escaping felix’s wrath, he can tolerate time together)

his skateboard is. . .

you guessed it: black

probably has a skull or some other ‘scary’ design on the front too

but felix managed to notice a small sticker of a munchlax (the pokemon gyu is fyi) on the back too :) cutie :) 

changbin really loves skateboarding because he thinks it looks cool and goes well with his dark concept

but then he always ends up bumping into something because sometimes he pulls his cap too far down and so he can’t see very well

idiot

it’s really funny seeing him try to act nonchalant about tripping up

when everyone around saw

and felix videoed it and is laughing his ass off

changbin threatened to murder felix if he posted that video anywhere

and felix was like “;) good thing i haven’t posted it... i did send it to the SK group chat though”

bro felix was literally running away for his life and changbin was right behind him on his skateboard tryna run him over

that was not a good day to be felix tbfh

the parkour he does is usually quite simple (about as simple as parkour w/ a skateboard can get)

but he looks badass whilst doing it so it’s cool

his favourite move is when he rides perpendicular to a rail and so the board goes under the rail and he jumps over the rail

it took a while to perfect the landing but he was really determined and now he’s mastered it i’m so proud of him

whenever he posts these videos he gets a lot of comments

because with his music & gaming videos his face usually isn’t seen

but with this, it is

so there are a lot of comments about him being b e a u t i f u l

the comment with the most likes was from jisung who was like “mr dark?? more like sunshine boy! :) keep up the great work i <3 your vids!!”

he was close to reporting that comment just so it would go away lmao salty

but instead he ranted to gyu like “sunshine boy? i’m not a sunshine boy, i’m a dark, dark man, right gyu?”

the group have a lot of hang-outs at his house (bc dude look at his house wtfffff it’s so shiny)

and his mum is the cutest!!! always giving them food as soon as they enter

she also LIVES to embarrass her child, poor changbin :(

constantly pulling his cheeks, giving him lil’ kisses and always calling him her “little prince” or some other equally cheesy variant

the guys lowkey thinks it’s cute and know she’s only doing this for fun, but they still use it as an opportunity to laugh at him

one time she whipped out the photo album with baby changbin pics and omg they’ve never seen changbin redder in the face than that day

no one knows if he was fuming or just really embarrassed lmao

what hurt the most was how jeongin - the baby of the group - was laughing and calling him a “cute baby”

and obviously hyunjin had to go “wow dude you were so cute, what happened to you??”

his mum, bless her soul, was like “he takes after his father that’s why”

#SavageSeoMama (this is where he gets inspiration for his diss tracks)

oKAY BACK TO GAMING!!!!

he mainly plays shooting games like battlefield, CoD and csgo with the guys

loves it when they play with just them in a local match, not online (mainly talking about CoD here)

because then he can put on friendly fire so that he can kill his team mates lmao

he’s a major kill scene stealer and proud - truly evil

the guys eventually kick him out of the lobby

only bringing him back once he’s apologised to them

to this day, he hasn’t apologised lmfao

when they kick him out he’ll just start playing online

because changbinnie don’t care 

he loves killing people’s hype

for instance, jisung will be cheering over the mic like “yay!! i got the last kill”

and changbin will just reply like “ok and?”

jisung: “wHY CAN’T YOU JUST BE HAPPY FOR ME?!?!?!? I <\3 YOU”

the real question is: how did jisung say “<\3″?

he kills his own hype too though

like when he gets the final kill and suavely goes “wow much skill”

and felix is like “yeah!! wow!!! that was so cool changbinnie!!!”

he’s just like “yeah it wasn’t that good, stop that”

sometimes when they’re all playing free-for-all

he’ll start singing his threats

like he’ll be two steps behind seungmin and just start lowly singing “seungmin, i’ve got your back~”

and like normally someone might interpret that to mean “dw bro i got your back, i’m protecting you, you’re covered”

but nah

changbin straight up stabbed seungmin in the back

seungmin felt that betrayal in his heart

so on the one hand he’s singing to people before he kills them which is heckin’ creepy

but on the other hand he has a beautiful voice so it’s not that bad???

but on the other, other hand (idk imagine 3 hands or smth) he’s technically being nice by giving them a heads-up before he kills them so

really

they should appreciate his kindness

:)

ok no i can’t defend him he’s too into these killing games

the only person he likes teaming up with is hyunjin and here’s why:

chan talks about strategy too much (dude all you gotta do is kill ok relax a bit)

woojin, as previously discussed, makes really bad rookie mistakes

minho gets too frantic when ambushed and just ends up dying without fighting back

jisung is too talkative

felix is also too talkative and is too risky (he’s literally jumped in front of changbin’s character dramatically like “I’ll save you!”. jeongin ended up killing the both of them together lmfao #DoubleKill)

seungmin just runs around in the middle of the battlefield with NO strategy

and jeongin is jeongin. he’s too precious for changbin’s lethality

so that leaves hyunjin. he’s the right amount of talk-y (yes that’s now a word), he has gr8 gameplays, he can handle a multiple-person attack AND he can be really frickin’ ruthless at times

gotta love that boi

felix is always fueled to kill hyunjin for stealing his man

but honestly changbin would rather just solo it because “i work alone, buddy” [sOMEONE GET MY REFERENCE PLS]

wow this has gotten rlly long soz

imma just end it here:

although changbin loves killing them in games and mocking them through his diss tracks

the guys know that they can trust him 100% and that he really, truly does have their backs (even seungmin’s)

and he’s always prepared to fight anyone that hates on any of the guys because only he can do that okay they’re his family and no one else can do that to them

he feels blessed to have them and whenever they come around to his house he’ll get lowkey sentimental bc wow, this is his family that bring a smile to his face everyday

and although he probably won’t admit it without jisung forcing him to, he really loves these guys and is glad to have met them

thank you for reading this far lmao hope you enjoyed it & feedback is always welcome!!

i saw some tag where someone talked about waiting for hyunjin’s one, and bc i’m doing this in age order he’s coming soon

and now just to playfully annoy them i wanna change the order

just kidding

ok not kidding i wanna change the order but i’m too lazy to since i’ve already planned it out

also!! is the desktop theme okay for everyone?? pls let me know of any improvements! :) thank youuuuuuuuuuu

Could I request (headcanons or scenario, whatever is easiest) Bakugou finding out an ex (after Uni) had his child. Would he want yk get involved etc. Make it as angsty ot as fluffy as you'd like.

*Glowing eyes open in the dark expanse of the pit of darkness, staring straight at you* did…you just…perhaps, request an angsty/fluffy Katsuki scenario including a mini Boom Boom? Because that has awoken me from my deep slumber of angst. I hope you realise what you’ve unleashed here my lil’ sapling and I hope you heckin’ enjoy this because I can promise you I have tried my hardest on this particular request.

- Mod Eclipse 🌱🌱🌱

 “W-What?”

 Yourvoice was soft, shaky as your eyes misted over, tears building; yourreaction making Katsuki Bakugou groan in annoyance, shaking his headat you in disapproval, apparently he didn’t care if you were on theverge of crying.

 “Isaid we’re over. I gotta focus on my work as a hero! I gotta getfucking strong and I can’t let you hold me back!” Katsuki bit outharshly, a dark glare directed at you, sending a sensation of painthrough your chest, a soft whimper building in your throat; surely hecouldn’t possibly be breaking up with you. Not now. Not now of alltimes.

 “B-ButKatsuki…what did…you never had this problem with me before! Whynow?” You questioned, tears rolling down your pale cheeks while hesimply responded with a shrug of his shoulders, his hands going intohis pockets, his expression guarded, allowing you no way to figureout his reasons; you didn’t need to know.

 “MaybeI just fucking liked having you around to have a good fuck huh?! Youdon’t have any other use to me, so fuck off already! I told you,we’re done!” Katsuki shouted, his voice as harsh as his glare,making you flinch back, a soft cry slipping past your lips as yourubbed your eyes firmly, trying to rub away your tears, not wantinghim to see you cry on his account; his words hurt, they hurt you somuch, he was striking you down without mercy…but it was okay, hedidn’t know, he had no idea…that you were carrying something soprecious, Katsuki had absolutely no idea that you were pregnant withhis child.

 Katsukilet out a grunt of annoyance before turning and storming off quickly,leaving you to stand there on your own in the busy street, your armswrapping around yourself; wishing that this was just a bad nightmare,that you weren’t losing Katsuki.

 “Katsuki,please…I love you!” You called out loudly, whimpering as he justcontinued walking, paying you no mind; he was gone, you werealone…almost.

 Katsukishook his head to clear away his guilt-ridden memories of thatfateful day, his crimson red eyes glued to your soft features, tohim, you hadn’t aged a day, you were still beautiful, stillperfect…and he was still in love with you.

 Ithad been five long years since he had seen you, since he had spokento you and while he still believed he had been right to break up withyou, he regretted it constantly, he missed the way you felt in hisarms, the way you would put up with his moods and his swearing; heeven missed the way you would argue with him when you thought he waswrong or out of line, that beautiful stubborn nature of yours hadbeen what he first fell for…but he had realised pretty quickly thatit was dangerous for you to be with him, throughout his time at U.A.and the university where he had furthered his studies and histraining, doing part time work at a local hero agency, he had comeacross people who had lost dear friends, lovers and family that wereheroes or partners to heroes.

 Katsukiwanted to be the best of the best and having you with him wasdangerous because you would become a target of the world, villainsweren’t kind, they were anything but and it would destroy him if hehad lost you to the cold curse of death and murder…so he had brokenit off, he wanted you to hate him so that you never came to himagain, so that you always remained safe.

 Seeingyou again changed his mind though, his heart ached in the worst ofways at the sight of you, seeing you smiling and collecting astrangely large bag of whatever food you had ordered; maybe you wereon a date with someone that wouldn’t hurt you like he had…?

 Themere thought of you being with someone else got his jealousy levelsbubbling up, though he knew he had to leave you alone, not only washe not a part of your life any more…he was on duty.

 “HELP!!!MOMMY!!!”

 Thescream pulled Katuski out of his thoughts, instantly focusing hisattention onto the large cloaked figure holding a small child in hisarms, a girl that looked to be about four or five years old…a girlthat resembled Katsuki in the most terrifying of ways and she had aknife to her throat; shit.

 “Oifuck face!” Katsuki barked out the insult, a strange urgencyovercoming him as he approached the cloaked figure, obviously a poorattempt at hiding himself from whoever had been after him; it didn’tmatter to Katsuki, in that moment all that mattered to him wasgetting that little girl out of his arms, a sinking feeling in hisgut.

 “Stayback!” The cloaked figure’s voice was deep, a low gurglemixed with the words while Katsuki allowed small explosions to go offin his hands, raising one to his face, a sadistic smirk forming onhis lips; the anger from his U.A. days rushing back to him; over theyears Katsuki had calmed down, not by much, but just enough to be ahero, to deal with snivelling kids and confused old people, right nowhowever, he wasn’t quite able to contain his old fiery rage.

 “Let.Go. Of. The. Kid.” Katsuki’s words were spoken in the clearest ofthreats, his expression serious while you turned your attention ontothe scene currently unfolding before your eyes, a gasp a mix betweenhorror and shock leaving your lips as you dropped the bag of food,paying it no mind as it hit the ground, the contents spreading overthe ground.

 Notonly was Katsuki here, around you, fighting a villain…but thevillain was holding tightly onto your precious baby girl who couldonly cry and reach for you, her red eyes watering.

 “ISAID LET HER GO!” Katsuki demand came out as a sharp yell,panic building inside of him as he stopped moving, the knife that wasin the villain’s hand growing too close to the small girl’s neck;he was worried that if he moved closer then something horrible wouldhappen.

 Thatis, until, something completely unexpected occurred.

 BOOM!

 Youmoved faster than you ever had before, dropping to your knees andwrapping your arms around your daughter while Katsuki leapt intoaction, using his quirk to launch his body towards the villain,immediately following up with several, larger explosions, sending thecloaked figure flying back a distance, into a brick wall, a quietgroan escaping him while a group of police officers, Fat Gum andEijiro ran up to the area, the police surrounding the figure; themoment Katsuki noticed them, he spun around, facing you, his eyesglued to the small crying girl you held protectively in your arms.

 “Weneed to talk.” Katsuki muttered, his voice low while his eyes movedto look into yours, his expression softening ever-so-slightly, enoughfor you to relax; he wasn’t mad at you from what you could tell.

 “Tonight.I still…you remember where it fucking is don’t you? My apartment?Don’t fucking avoid me either! I have shit to do…but I want tofucking see you at my apartment tonight (Name)!” Katsuki bit outharshly, he hadn’t meant to sound like that, so grumpy and uncaringtowards the safety of the girl in your arms but the whole thing was alittle overwhelming for him and the only way he could think to actwas the way he was acting.

 Beforeyou could utter any form of a response, Katsuki turned his back andwalked off quickly, smacking his forehead at his own stupidity whilemuttering insults; he just hoped things would go better that night.

~~ ~

 “Where’sthe kid?”

 Youpursed your lips as you stood at the front door to Katsuki’sapartment, your arms wrapped around your stomach nervously while youchewed on your bottom lip, your gaze somehow managing to meet his;though his eyes held no anger, no annoyance, just…a faint trace ofcuriosity, it was weird, this Katsuki didn’t act at all like howyou remembered; or like earlier when he had saved Katsumi.

 “Eijirois babysitting for me” You whispered, watching him as his browsknit together in agitation, apparently Katsuki’s anger was stillaround, good, you had been worried for a second there.

 “Shittyhair knows?”

 “Don’t.Don’t you call him names in front of me Katsuki! Eijiro…heconvinced me to keep her, I called him to find out if he knew whatwas wrong…and when I told him, he said he’d help me out…he babysits and takes her to the office when I have to work late!” You bitout, seconds before letting out a breath and rubbing your forehead,tearing up slightly, initially you had come because he had asked youto…but snapping like this isn’t what you had planned, it isn’twhat you had wanted; after all, Katsuki had a right to know about hisdaughter, especially after saving her earlier.

 “…Wellthen you better eat fucking more or take some back to her!” Katsukigrumbled, opening the door more, stepping aside to allow you into hisapartment, an offer you took without thinking, walking into hisfamiliar and yet foreign apartment; some things were the same as theywere, others were different.

 “…I’ll…goput a fucking top on” Katsuki grumbled, shutting the door as youheld up a hand, not facing him, you were too busy looking around theapartment, noticing how he had ordered a decent amount of food; itwas from the old take out shop the two of you used to go to when youwere still dating.

 “Don’tbother, I’ve seen you naked before, just seeing you in sweats andwithout a top won’t bother me. Katsuki, why am I here?” Youquestion, turning to face him slowly, looking up at his face while hescowled, his hand going to his neck automatically, rubbing itfaintly.

 “Because…Ididn’t…when we broke up…” He trailed off while you turnedaway, walking over to the bench and leaning against it, your armsagainst the cool marble counter top.

 “Youmean when you tore out my heart and left me without anyone while Iwas pregnant?” You corrected, closing your eyes at the sound of hisangry growl, his heavy footsteps starting in your direction; maybeyou should have brought along Katsumi and Eijiro like your red headedfriend had originally suggested.

 “Whenthat shit happened, I was…I still am in love with you god damn it!I just…” He paused, his hands resting on the edge of the counteron either side of you, his muscled chest brushing against your back,his hot breath against the skin of your neck, sending a shiver downyour spine; you had forgotten how nice it was, having him close toyou.

 “Ididn’t want villains to use you against me. Ever. So I dumped you,shitty hair god damn fought with me after…least I know why now”Katsuki’s laugh was bitter, pain-filled and lonely, making yourheart ache to soothe him, though at this point in time, he did notdeserve your affections, he had still been too cruel.

 “…What’sher name…? She’s turning five soon right?” Katsuki questionedsuddenly, making you frown and open your eyes, turning your body toface him, unaffected by the way your chest pressed against his; hadhe seriously just asked about Katsumi?

 “…Hername is Katsumi Bakugou…and she turns five soon…two months time”You whispered, watching his expression twist into surprise, a hint ofhappiness buried in his red eyes; you weren’t sure what to think,you had never expected Katsuki to look happy about anything regardingKatsumi, mostly because you had assumed he wouldn’t want her.

 “Yougave her my last name too? And her quirk…it was strong…againstthe villain today…!” Katsuki trailed off, though you could hearthe excitement in his voice, honestly, it scared you; this is notwhat you had been expecting, you had no idea how to react to thisKatsuki.

 “…Wellyeah…I don’t have one remember…and her quirk is likeyours…except…” You paused, looking down at his hands as theymoved to your hips, his touch warm enough to seep through yourclothes; he was still a human heater for you.

 “Shegot your fire…! I know, I saw it…the blue explosion…listen(Name)…about that day…” You held up your hand, cutting Katsukioff before he could get too far into the subject, a twisting feelingbubbling up in your stomach; unsure as to how he would take what youhad to say to him.

 “Youcan be in her life…if you want…but I refuse to accept you soeasily. You broke me Katsuki. You broke me. That isn’tdamage so easily repaired…I’ll…call you…okay?” Youwhispered, leaning up and kissing his cheek before slipping under hisarm, making your way towards the front door to his apartment, readyto go home; this was enough progress for one day.

 “AskEijiro where I live…and maybe thank him for taking care of Katsumi”

~~ ~

 “(Name)…talkto Katsuki” Eijiro sighed, crossing his arms as he stood near bothyou and Katsuki who had each taken a seat on opposing couches, littleKatsumi standing beside Eijiro, striking the exact same pose with hercheeks puffed up; Eijiro was her role model, her loving uncle and noone was about to correct that.

 “Idid talk to him Eijiro…” You explained, running a hand throughyour hair while Katsuki leaned his arms on his knees, watching youquietly, a look of longing hidden behind annoyance; all directed atyou.

 “Hetold me what happened. (Name), you know you love him” Eijiroreasoned, watching you whileyou puffed up your cheeks, looking away from them all, no longerwanting to see Eijiro’s expression, knowing he would somehow manageto convince you to take Katsuki back if you maintained eye-contactwith him.

 “Sowhat if I do?” You question quietly, blinking as you felt a smalltug on your skirt, causing you to slowly turn your attention ontoyour small daughter, her wide, innocent red eyes watching youclosely.

 “Butdaddy said sorry, I heard him” She pointed out, making your heartmelt almost instantly, quickly lifting her into your lap, your lipsbrushing against her forehead; it was insane how smart she was, youwere pretty sure that she would grow to be as smart as her father,hopefully without the anger though.

 “Youthink I should forgive him baby girl?” You question, sighing as shenodded her head eagerly, giggling happily while you pursed your lips,looking at Eijiro who simply smiled in reassurance before lookingtowards Katsuki, who sat there silently, watching you closely;admittedly, it would be nice to be with him again…but now you hadto think of Katsumi, you didn’t want her to get attached to herfather if he was just going to leave again.

 “…Youget a date. You screw that up then it’s over” You sighed,blinking as Katsumi squealed, jumping off of your lap and to Eijirowho had stepped forward just enough to catch your energetic child; hereally was a blessing in disguise some days.

 “I’llbaby sit tonight then! Whatdo you say Katsumi? Movies?” Eijiro grinned as he walked off withKatsumi, leaving you there to sit with Katsuki, an awkward silencesettling in the room.

 “…You’rereally giving me a chance?” He asked hesitantly while you blinked,looking up to stare at him before letting out a soft sigh, standingand walking over to him slowly; he looked sorry enough, you shouldprobably put him out of his misery.

 “Ido still love you Katsuki…just…I need you to earn back a littleof my trust…” You explained softly, leaning down and placing asoft kiss on his cheek, your fingers running through his hair slowlylike they used to, making him visibly relax, even leaning into yourtouch slightly; though you doubted that he realised he did such athing.

 “Iwill. Fuck, I will (Name)”

Dorkerella || Peter Parker x Reader ||

Characters: Peter Parker x Fem!Reader

Fandom: MCU/ SM: HC

Request: Yes bless from my honey b @toms-spidey [a peter parker imagine where it's time for another school dance and he wants to ask reader and vice versa but peter's too afraid he'll have to ditch her like he ditched liz so he doesn't, but then he goes to the dance and sees the reader there alone and asks her to dance n yeah all that jazz :-)]

Prompt: You and Peter often find yourselves in a dilemma, this time around it was because of an upcoming dance. You’ve been a friend of Peter’s for quite some time and developed a crush on him, so naturally, everyone knew about it except for Peter and you so desperately wanted him to take you to the dance. Only he struggled to find it within himself to do so. 

Tags: @rafeadderall @deans-angel-of-thursdays

Word Count: 2,424

A/N: THIS IS HECKIN CUTE ASSSSSS, i changed it slightly toward the end but it still hella cute <3 omgggg

The school hallways filled with posters promoting the school’s fundraising dance this upcoming Friday, it was always a fun event for everyone, hosted by the senior students before their farewell early next year. Y/N had gone last year with Peter and Ned and they had the time of their lives, now times had changed. 

People changed.

Not negatively of course, over the year Y/N developed feelings toward Peter. He tended to stand out for her more, it was as if she woke up one morning and her dearest friend Peter Parker was suddenly the most attractive person she knew. That wasn’t quite the case at all actually, over time these feelings accumulated but it did feel as though it happened all at once. 

Here she was a year later, hopelessly crushing on her best friend. It had been quite the hard year for her, having to watch Peter change from the lovable nerd she fell in love with to super hero extraordinaire. She also had to guide him through the period of which he was completely infatuated with Liz Allan. Long before Y/N had a crush on him, Peter had a crush on Liz so while it hurt to see him pawn after another girl, Y/N always remembered Peter was a friend first. 

Since Liz left, however, things changed between Peter and Y/N, while oblivious both of them were to the obvious attraction was something everyone noticed. Ned noticed, May Noticed, her parent’s and siblings noticed, hell even Flash would give his time of day to tease the two. 

It was a waiting game for the past few months, but alas, Y/N remained clueless and so did Peter but Ned, having had enough of the tension between the two brought things into his own hands. “So, are you taking Y/N to the dance on Friday or what?” Ned asked Peter, propped up against the lockers and peering at his friend. 

Peter’s eyes widened as he took his text books out, shoving them under his arm for next class. “Uh...w-well... I was thinking about it...” He admitted, a blush forming on his cheeks. “Why haven’t you yet, dude? You’re still not hung up over Liz, because it’s so obvious you like Y/N.” Ned informed, he looked hopeful but he also kept in mind that Y/N was going to lay into him once she found out he began to meddle. 

“Is it really that obvious?” Peter cringed, slamming his locker shut and walking down the hallway. “Yes, Peter, It is. Everyone knows. You didn’t answer my question.” Ned ran after his brown haired friend, dodging the sea of people whilst they made their way to AP physics. Peter stopped, his jaw tightening in annoyance before he answers, “what if I bail on her - like I did with Liz, c’mon Ned I can’t do that to her... I’ve bailed on her so many times already.”

“And you know what? she’s still friends with you, she understands that you need to...y’know... spider it up sometimes...” Ned encouraged, he could see Peter cracking as he continued to reason. The two continued down the hallway, not wanting to be late and annoy Mrs Warren. “How do I know she’ll say yes, I mean I don’t want to make her uncomfortable. Make things weird between us.”

Ned rolled his eyes and looked at Peter, his expression deadpanned and slightly annoyed, “she’s in love with you Peter. What better reason to ask her, she’ll say yes.” Ned knew that Y/N was going to give him hell for telling Peter her ‘secret’ but it wasn’t much of a secret to begin with, it was simply that Peter was a typical boy who was oblivious to signs. 

“Will everyone stop saying that, she isn’t,” Peter grumbled and quickened his pace as he walked into the classroom. His expression changed immediately upon seeing Y/N sitting beside Michelle, and on the other side of Michelle, Jenny Carson. He waved at her as he walked by and seated himself behind her, where he always sat with Ned and Lawson. 

Michelle leaned in toward Y/N, giving her arm a slight jab, “Dorkerella is staring at you... has he asked you yet?” She groaned and shook her head, “Nope... and it’s like two days away...” Michelle hated seeing her sulk, especially over Peter Parker, she constantly badgered Y/N on trying to find someone else who’s more reliable for one and two; wasn’t an idiot. 

“Even if he doesn’t you’re still coming, right?” Michelle, although she’d never care to admit it, didn’t mind many social gatherings only because she knew the only three people that would definitely be there was Y/N, Peter and Ned. “Yeah, of course, I heard that Louie Minelli and Laurie Lynton were breaking up at the dance - perfect opportunity for you to sketch some teen angst.” 

Michelle grinned at Y/N and nodded, “well you do know I love angst.” Both girls laughed at each other before putting their heads down to actually do some work. It wasn’t even halfway through the class before a scrunched up piece of paper bounced onto Y/N’s work space. 

She shot around and her eyes fell on Peter who smiled at her, “read.” he mouthed, gesturing to the paper ball. She raised an eyebrow and turned back, pulling the paper out of its crumpled self. 

Hey, are you going to the dance, Friday night? 

Y/N was most definitely freaking out by the question but knew it would be suspicious if she tried to get Michelle’s attention. She pulled out her phone, her fingers ghosted over the letters rapidly as she fired a response to Peter. 

Did you seriously just pass me a note? 

Peter checked his phone seeing the text from Y/N, he subconsciously grinned to himself as he typed back a response. 

Yeah, it seemed more old school.

Y/N rolled her eyes but the smile on her face wasn’t fading anytime soon. She took her pen and scribbled a response back on the crumpled paper before screwing it back up in her hand. Turning slightly, she quickly tossed the paper ball back onto Peter’s work space. He flattened the paper on his desk, his breath hitched in his throat as he read her response. 

Yeah, wouldn’t miss it.

He frowned slightly, unsure if she was going with someone, or if it meant that she was just... going... He was quick to write back and give her the piece of paper. Once she read his reply, her heart hammered in her chest. 

Oh, did someone ask you? 

No one has yet, I’m probably going by myself.

She wasn’t bitter, but she was ‘low-key’ trying to egg Peter on to ask her. However, Peter, being the flustered mess he always was when around girls didn’t know how to reply to that, even if it was just a note he still could barely form a coherent and intelligent response. 

He simply scribbled ‘cool’ back and that was the end of it. His nerves always got the better of him, but this time he was mainly scared that he’d ditch her and after everything they have been through together he knew she deserves someone who is always there for her. 

Y/N wasn’t at school Thursday or Friday, presumably everyone thought she was sick but in reality, she was just frustrated with Peter Parker. The only person who knew this was Michelle, and try as she might, there was no feasible way to calm Y/N down or make her less frustrated. While she was low-key with her advances at time, she also could be incredibly obvious with her feelings, stating to Ned once that ‘I could kiss him and he’d still think we’re friends’ 

Which Ned wasn’t surprised if that actually happened given his friend was the most oblivious person ever. 

“I’ve been here five minutes and I already want to leave.” Y/N stated, her arms crossed over her chest as she stood next to Michelle, displeased by the booming music ‘DJ Flash’ produced. “Yeah, it’s not that great, is it? And Louie and Laurie clearly aren’t breaking up.” She gestured bitterly to the supposed couple due to break up, but they were swaying in each other's arms having the time of their life. 

“Hey, guys.” A voice appeared, neither of the two teenage girls moved knowing who it was immediately. “Hey, Ned.” They murmur in unison. “Having fun?” He asked the two girls, they both shook their heads, once again in unison. “No this place blows, I'd rather drive a hatchet through my own foot,” Michelle added on, in slight reference to the Saw films.  

The music had changed in tempo slightly, a more danceable beat in opposed to psychotic jagged beats. “Hmm well, would any of you like to dance?” Ned asked, a smile on his face as he waited for either to answer. “Beats standing around here with sulky Susie over here.” Michelle gestured to Y/N who took offence to the comment. 

“I am not sulky.” She defended, only to get a laugh from Michelle, “yeah, you are.” She poked fun it at before Ned and her whisked away into a crowd of people, leaving Y/N all on her lonesome. “Great.” She groaned; if she walked home at a slow pace her parents would be suspicious that she spent a grand total of ten minutes at the dance. 

Taking out her phone she calculated the distance and time, grateful she wore her boots in stead of heels. She pushed her way through the crowds, passing Ned and Michelle on the way, “I’m leaving!” she announced to them, they both nodded, “see you Monday!” they scream back at her. 

She nodded and continued out of the school’s gymnasium, skipping down the steps and out into the cool night air. There was ever so slightly a breeze which she knew would get colder by the time she reaches home, but she was happy to take the cold than stay in there any longer. 

Stepping onto the sidewalk and begin walking she hadn’t noticed Peter calling out to her as he ran up beside her. “Hey, Pete.” She murmured, not particularly happy as she continued to walk and keep her eyes trained on the ground in front of her. “Hey - where are you going?” 

“Home...” She gritted, the presence of Peter instantaneously annoying her. “Why?” Peter asked he slowed in steps but she kept walking. He outstretched his arm and gripped her wrist to stop her from walking anymore. “Is everything all right, Y/N?”

Y/N spun around and eyed Peter, finally boring into his eyes which she wanted to avoid. The muffled sounds of music could be heard from where they were standing. “I Just... I want to go home...” Her voice was deflated and defeated, she knew that as soon as she looked Peter in the eyes she couldn’t be mad at him, which is partly the reason why she always didn’t go to school today or yesterday.

Before she had a chance to slip from his grip he tightened it, “I’m sorry I didn’t ask you to the dance.” he blurted, he felt guilty that he didn’t ask when he had the chance, but he also had a reason as to why. Y/N looked at him, unsure if she heard him correctly. “You were going to ask me?” Her voice squeaked ever so slightly. 

“Y-yeah... But I -- I uh... I just didn’t want to ask and then bail on you... I've bailed on you too many times and I just didn’t want to disappoint you... not again...” Peter composed himself toward the end, his grip still tight on her wrist. “Peter you’ve never disappointed me... you never will either.” 

He smiled down at her, a blush crept onto his cheeks, suddenly the cool night air wasn’t doing much alleviate the hotness he felt. “Do you want to... dance?” He gulped, nodding his head toward the Gymnasium. “Oh, no... I’m mad at Ned and Michelle for ditching me, they can think I’m mad a little longer...” She chuckled, the smile on her lips making Peter’s chest contract.

She pulled her phone out of the pocket in her dress and scrolled through her music, “but... I’ll take you up on your offer...here.” She smiled, settling on a slow song and pressed play, letting the soft smooth beat play aloud. Peter drew out a shaky breath, he racked his brain to remember what Aunt May had taught him before homecoming. 

Hands on her hips. He mentally told himself, he gently placed them on her hips pulling her in slightly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and smiled at him. “You look... really nice,” Peter whispered, taking in her features softly illuminated by the moon and street lamps. Step side to side. He told himself, it was simple but Y/N never liked anything too extravagant. 

Her smile grew wide, “thank you... You look great in this suit.” She moved her hands, brushing them down his torso and gripped the lapels of his blazer. He gulped a grin on his face, it was difficult for him to concentrate on his footwork, not make a fool of himself and her features all at once.

“But, I like your hair better when it's a little messy...” she brought her fingers up to his slicked back hair, she loved the way his curls would start to break free from the Gel toward the end of a school day, or sometimes that loose curl that would fall on his forehead. She often pointed it out to him, saying it reminded her of Clark Kent and how both he - as Spider-man and Peter Parker- drew incredible similarities to the comic book hero, Superman. 

She raked her fingers through his hair, breaking it up from the style he spent so long trying to perfect all afternoon. “That’s better...” She smiled returning her arms around his neck. The two swayed together, smiling at each other up until the song faded out.

“They’re showing back to the future at the theatre on 73rd avenue, we could still make it?” Peter suggested, seeing the ways her eyes lit up at the mention of the beloved film. “Of course.” She grinned, breaking away from him and intertwined her hand with his as they began walking in the direction toward the theatre.