#God she would bully the hell out of me if she saw the posts I made about her huh
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#nightmare.personal#loving my boyfriend hours <333 she is so. she is so!!! she is so#God she would bully the hell out of me if she saw the posts I made about her huh#thankfully I'm not in the like film analysis sector of tumblr so all is good he will not find me here#and he probably gay posts too knowing him. God. yeah <3#will delete this later am just feeling pretty :D
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I’m not seeing enough love for our douchebag loser Adam 😢 like this man is the original dick 😂
No but really I love/Hate him. Like he is such a bully and a loser, I wanna punch him just as much as I want him to degrade me. Like I saw a bit of art on TikTok earlier where under his robe he was like lithe kind of like Lucifer and was like damnnnn
But just imagine your a newly ascended soul, you somehow made it to Heaven, and he’s like instantly into you. And you’re all blush and such because shit this is Adam, this is the first man, and he’s kinda charming if you squint and look sideways. But then the glamour fades after a while and you like kind of ghost him? And he’s like what the fuck? But you’ve had plenty of practice at avoiding asshole exes when you were alive so hiding from this asshole isn’t too hard, it’s easy to get lost in Heaven, but damn if he doesn’t like it when you play hard to get.
Girlie when I say I fuckin GOTCHU
I can definitely finish up that post and publish it so I'm not discussing the same exact ideas twice but, ugh god yes he would definitely be one of those "you're playing hard to get" guys who can't take a fucking hint, like literally cannot conceptualize that he's being an off-putting rude invasive creep and is just either completely unaware or in complete denial of your obvious massive dislike of him
Ok like. You know how it was a joke in Helluva Boss that there are no HR departments in Hell because it's Hell. What if the other side of that coin is.... Heaven ALSO doesn't have HR departments "because we're all so happy and get along, we don't need them!"
You go to an angel implying that ADAM THE FIRST MAN is being inappropriate with you and they'd either completely brush you off and act like his behavior is totally acceptable (because they're so used to it) or they straight up don't believe you. You go to SERA and she'd knowingly and intetionally fucking GASLIGHT YOU that you must be misinterpreting his intentions (you arent) and that Adam would neeEeever hurt anyone or force himself onto you (he would). Like, Sera? THAT bitch? She would hand you over to Adam just to get him to stop acting so fucking rowdy if she mildly THOUGHT it would help him do his duties better
Just hope that this guy doesn't have any weird abusive complexes about making partners obey because of his wives leaving him which definitely 😉 isn't a real possibility 😉 he Definitely wouldn't consider hiding you away because that way no one else can steal you away or poison your mind or convince you to leave him, and, well, if you start acting out, well.... HE'S the man in this relationship! He's allowed to just, make the decision of what to do with you since that's basically what he was CREATED FOR, right? To be the provider, the hunter, the gatherer?
So you won't be subservient to him? Well, that fuckin sucks ass, but he can work with that! Obviously as a REAL MAN he can find solutions for anything! ... and his solutions totally don't just boil down to isolating you somewhere like a little kid with a toy who is refusing to share.... totally not... that wouldn't be very masculine at all... totally not radical...
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Whispers of destiny
Chapter 1
Wedding hells🔔
Bela's POV:
I'm a homebody, especially when it comes to avoiding weddings. People aren't really my scene. But hey, food? Now that's my jam. I rocked a pearl white dress with white scarf, and tauny brown khussa, feeling like my own version of Princess Jasmine. That's some serious self-love, right?
"Bit bright?" Aunty judged, rolling her eyes.
"Who?" I looked around innocently.
"Obviously, you, Bela!" She smirked firing back.
"Well, aunty pouring a white creamy sauce over brownie ever made brownie white? Or have you seen gulab jamun turning white upon pouring a sweet sauce? I fired back.
"You've got a point, but no one will marry you with that dark skin, beta," Aunty smirked, thinking she'd won.
"Thank God, I have dark skin, not a dark mind like them. So, that won't work out, Aunty. And please, don't worry about me." I laughed it off.
"No, beta, you're missing the point. White just doesn't suit you," Aunty persisted.
"I liked your 'Black Lives Matter' post on Facebook. Nice supporting black lives while bullying brown ones," I retorted, adjusting my hijab. Suddenly, aunty was saved by an imaginary caller - she vanished in seconds.
"Queenie, you dropped this," a teenage girl pretended to hand me a crown. We shared a laugh, that "don't-tell-us-what-to-do" kind. Meanwhile, the newlyweds exchanged glances while laughing.
Desi aunties, never letting up at weddings, always have something to say - weight, complexion, age, you name it. And don't get me started on their obsession with beauty remedies from YouTube channels predicting the world's end!
"Wait, let me guess, Samrina's daughter? All grown up!" Aunty excitedly guessed.
"Oh, Aunty, I remember you!" I tried to match her energy, figuring her out.
"Have you seen my mom?" I asked again.
"She was right there talking to a lady," she replied.
"Thank you so much!" I flashed a bright smile.
"Ammi," I grabbed her hand.
"Yes, beta? Is everything okay?" Ammi asked.
"Everything's fine, except me. I'm starving. When's the food?" I fake-cried.
Ammi chuckled. "What would people say? This girl's here only for food?"
"Exactly! You drag me to these events, and you know why I come." I narrowed my eyes playfully.
"What else can drag you out of your kingdom?" Ammi teased.
"Okay, let's eat something and go home," I suggested, heading to the buffet.
The spicy chicken tikka was so aromatic, blending perfectly with the environment. "Ready to go?" I wiped my mouth with a tissue.
"They'll say we were here just for food," Ammi joked.
"That's the truth. We were here for the food," I said, making an innocent face.
"Assalamualaikum, Aunty, how are you?" An unfamiliar voice interrupted.
"Wa alaikum assalam, Saad, beta," Ammi responded gently.
"Congratulations on your sister's wedding. They look good together," Ammi said, observing the couple.
"Jazakallah khayran, Aunty," he smiled.
I noticed some action that signaled a message between Ammi and me.
"Saad, uncle's looking for you," Hadeed interrupted.
As Saad hurried away, I couldn't help but notice his good sense of style, wearing white shalwar qameez, the classic Pakistani drama look. But I wasn't interested in checking him out. Whenever aunties ask me about what I look in a guy, I look away, i answer which always offends them.
As I adjusted my white embroidered dupatta, it got stuck somewhere. When I turned back, I saw him pulling away, and my dupatta got freed from his silver watch. My heart sank - what just happened? This was my choice of color today. How could someone with the same color scheme casually appear, and my dupatta get tangled in his stuff?
"Destiny?" I pondered. "Is this my Bollywood moment?"
"Haram, haram, haram," Mufti Menk's voice echoed. "Stop looking over there, stupid Bela."
"We gotta go," I grabbed Mom's hand, and we made our exit.
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We've all seen ilarias posts inckuding the one that says not Chris and the caption that has Chris listed
1st off it has been a hot second since she took credit for styling Chris. There was a fasion article that credited her a specific look, bringing Polos baxk that included Chris Evan' s , donald glover and Dwayne johnson wore and she did tag him when she posted that article but outside of that its been a while.
The post of the pic thst says "Misc. Hord (Not Chris)" was odd. But maybe its her way of saying not Chris' clothes and that she isnt doing much of his styling because lets face it a posit it saying: Misc. Hord (not Chris)There are many Chris' in Hollywood as well. Maybe Chris Pine or Pratt are going and she's styling one of those?
Was odd at that.
She did mention Chris in the post for a Vanity party but she also listed others and apprently the Vanity Party is extremly hard to get into. Unlike someone else.
Looking at her styling and her past Styling for Chris as well as those she styles similarly Dwayne and Billy, I feel like she goes diffrently for John. You can see its clear she did not dress Chris for the party he went to.
First off she never uses just a regular button down shirt unless
A) theres a jacket or sweater going over it
B) no way in hell would be look that wrinkled. She had standards her men always look pressed. She even ironed bareys underware for god sakes!
C) IF it was just a plain white shirt there would have been a stlyish element such as big buttons like Billy had worn at a diffrent even
D) She couldve gotten 3/4 sleaves. And dont all be like she wouldnt have know if he was was going tonroll his sleave -shes dtyled this man for waht i think 10 years she knows him
E) the first is way too big especially in the pecks. The stylist job is to get him clothes thst fit, like he wore to the White House. She wouldn't have given him a shirt that was too large.
F) Look at Chris pants from the pic and then look at Billy pants from his recent post as it is a similar style. Bully is qearing pants that are dress pants Chris looks like he's wearing Kaki jeans from Sears.
Now, there is nothing wrong with kahkis or jean kakis or sears but his "date" is qeaing a white sheer dress braless. And hes wearing Kakhis.... yiu can also look at Dwyanes clothes as I said theyre styled alike for evens espeically the tops he wears dress pants.
And the NUMBER 1 REASON HOW WE KNOW ILARIA DIDNT STYLE HIM FOR THE PARTY:
She didn't take credit! And credit where credit is due i may mot always agree with her style but she takes credit deservedly so when she styles.
I know some people dont like her because she did testify on danny master's behalf, if she did that but wont style chris what is that saying about the state of association with Chris....
Yes she did put chris' name down I have 2 theories she is either styling for a diffrent Chris as theres a lot in hollywood, putting a few things together for Chris because she sees how horrible he looks it was a bit of a care package after seeing how horrible he looked in the photos and dont want his bad style to be atrributed to her ainxe she is still referrd to as his stylist.
Her post about the clothes qe can guess on we need context. She couldve just found it funny because she has a hord of chris chlothes and then saw a lable of hords of clothes that aren't chris'. We dont know. We jusr know Ilaria would never let Chris out in public like that.
Drcils avocate I'm hooing the lack of ring in audi and Ilaria maybe coming back ss a signal its almost over butbweve been hoping thst for a while so imma just assume like i said in my other post theyll give us what we said we wanted chris looking alive and happy and them together and i expect names might be used but more alone the lines of of I brought Chris with me (in her low pitch american accent) or oh I have A__a with me. Like the marketing annon said for legalilty reasons they have confirmed marriage with the use of names and we need to read between the lines, personally im reading un between the spaces because nothing says love like newlyweds almost 2 arms lenfths away while one is being pulled so muxh his hand is bent as hes going down the stairs- thsts exactly what Emily Blunt and John look li-oh wait its not theyre always affectionate.
Anyway I'm still holding on to hope.
👸 you're throwing more and more shade. And I'm just here for it 😍
Another awesome one in the bag!!!
#An🫶n asks#👸 asks#👸 PSA for the Fandom#booky reacts#booky answers#chris evans#chris evans fandom#Team Chris
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I finally finished good omens 2!!
Some spoilers I guess for those later into it than me:
Metatron is a manipulative shit. Calling it now.
He was part of the party that fired Gabriel, was the one to insist he be searched for quietly and then acted as if the angel group might be in trouble when all was said and done.
The natzi zombie thing was...horrific. Those poor ppl they ate...🥺
No spoiler I came across warned of them.
The friendship between Shax and her buddy she made a deal w/ was cool. I like how they honestly remained honest about helping each other so far. 🤣 They even did a fist bump over her prospective promotion to grand Duke of hell meaning she could drag his ranking up too!! And it's cute how she goes to the Traitor Crowly for advice or clarification after having taken his rank and that he actually gives it even when mocking.
I can see why ppls feelings were hurt by the ending but it wasn't THAT bad. Tho I think I'm only able to think that cuz I saw posts about a season 3 incoming so...lol.
I could honestly see where both were coming from regarding the whole "be together in heaven" thing but I think Crowly had the better idea of things. Both sides are toxic. They also give a lot of pressure. And while Aziraphale may want to change things on the inside it doesn't mean he'd be able to, even with the 2 of them. Especially since he's so gung-ho still about heaven being right.
Speaking of, am I the only one who found that odd? He's been questioning and circumventing heaven while collaborating with a demon for...too many damn centuries to just insist that Heaven is the good side like that negates all the things he's witnessed and gone through and had to work around to help ppl.
I mean the true start of his disquiet and discomfort was learning that a favored human of God was being purposely bullied, harassed, tormented, bereaved, and forsaken for a bet. A lousy bet with no true stakes or real worth since God is "all seeing and all knowing" and therefore shouldn't feel need to do so because of a demon's needling.
He seems like he's not really liked by other angels much and he knows the other higher ups don't really respect him. If he felt it hard to bend rules and such before why exactly does he think he will have an easier time avoiding direct orders from the very tops? Disregarding his excitement. Who will actually, properly listen to him? When he himself can be easily led if not feeling stubborn.
The whole last conversation between the demon and angel was just...I mean it struck me that Aziraphale tends to not listen. Not properly anyway. When Crowly wants to say something important-urgent even, he's disregarded or made to wait because Aziraphale just has to say or do his thing 1st. And even if or when he listens...he doesn't do so fully. Not for the important conversations we got to witness. He'll insist on things having to go his way or no way at all unless he's kinda forced to reconsider or compromise. And sometimes that takes him awhile.
Like why was it such a big deal for him to admit he likes Crowly even now? After everything. He chose "its us against them" as his side but still looks perturbed when someone says they're friends. Still insists he's on the good side, heaven's side. He can say he needs Crowly and wants them to work together in heaven. But not try to discuss anything further because their viewpoints differ again.
Personally I don't see why they don't plan out how to make it all work in their favor, get heaven to make a few more concessions or whatever and if after both are now angels and still don't like the mindless/senseless harm heaven tries to make them do they can then run off far away together like Crowly has wanted since...before season 1 I think? It would make it only 1 faction likely to chase them instead of both as previously feared.
Also I'm disappointed that Aziraphale didn't defend Crowly when Metatron insulted him for having "too many fool questions". And was actually a warning flag for me. Yknow aside from the look he gave Crowly when 1st leaving.
Anyway!
I'm a little disappointed with the style Crowly chose to blend in to heaven. I mean he was cute or whatever but I missed the curl/wave to his hairrrrrrr 😫
I like that Crowly confronted Gabriel about how mean he was to Aziraphale before trying to kill him. He didn’t remember as it happened but I'm sure he remembers once he got his thoughts back. Still could've gave a proper thank you to both tho.
I also like that Aziraphale didn't push Crowly away from him for the kiss. Couldn’t tell if he kissed back. But he did rub his hands on Crowly's back so that's something I guess lmao.
Oh! But the end credits! That was interesting. Crowly maintained his upset but stoic disposition while Aziraphale kept trying to force his pleasant smile on his face over and over.
It occurs to me the whole promotion thing could be a trap.
#rant#rambling#my thoughts#good omens 2#crowly x aziraphale#crowly good omens#aziraphale#Aziraphale is kinda dumb#glad i finally watched this#the money spent wasn’t worth it tho#they were both near tears in their talk#they need to talk more about it honestly#ineffable husbands#ineffable idiots#that's all i can think to share rn - I'm sleepy#falling asleep while typing this all out lmao
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First off, I loved the story. Second, what happened 👀👀👀
(Not particularly heavy stuff, but an emotionally abusive situation is mentioned, so TW for that, I guess? Also if u have anything u want me to tag here, just send me an ask and I'll do it. Also this is a long post, but that's what u get for asking someone with adhd to tell a story ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
Alright, so like I said, I my first bf and I met in highschool and we stayed together from me being 15 to 26. A decade plus one of emotional abuse, manipulation, gaslighting, my friends being cut off to further my isolation, and me being too inexperienced to see the guy for the asshole he was.
And, like I said, my therapist from that time was a goddamn genius who saw how much I was suffering but also could tell I would not get out of that situation willingly bc I was so used to that being my life and the whole "he can't be abusive - he never hit me!" mentality that I couldn't see that he would cheer me up when I was down - but he was the one to put me down to begin with!
So she said "how about you two take a break? One month away from each other, with no strings attached, not bf and gf anymore, so you can see whether this is a relationship worth fighting for" (it wasn't, lmao)
Me, a week after: so, he's gonna be traveling in two months after this one and-
She, very serious: fascinating! let's make it three months then! You'll meet again when he's back, it'll be great for everyone!
The thing is, when you date someone that swallows up your entire life and cuts your bridges to everyone else, you end up pretty lost and alone (this is literally the tactic cults use to force people to stay in the cult, by making sure they won't have a community to support them once they are out).
But! My bff, bless her heart, never left my side no matter how often I would ghost her while i was still dating. And after I'd spent that first month (november of that year) moping and crying like someone had died, she invited me to go clubbing and I actually got to dance and be silly for the first time since my early teens!
Being undiagnosed autistic/adhd and having my ex as my only social interaction outside of my family AND not doing well socially in school bc bullying made it a bit of a challenge to come on to people, so my bff would be my wingwoman - hey, my friend thinks you're cute, etc.
For some reason, the ladies shot me down a lot, which sucked bc I really wanted to kiss a girl and "find out" whether I was bi (I thought I needed this as proof, lol). But the boys had those looney-tunes eyes at me so I got to kiss some of them and it was fun and stupid and so freeing.
And then there was her. Julia. Even my adhd brain still remembers her name. She was much taller than I, with full, black hair and a raspy voice that made me go heart eyes over her. I asked my bff to chat her up to me, and when instead of politely shaking her head with an apologetic smile as the other girls did, she walked up to me.
Then she asked me whether I wanted to kiss her, and I said yes, and she leaned over me and the world stopped spinning for a moment because I was kissing a girl and it was soft and sweet and good and oh my god, so I do like girls, of course I do, they are so pretty and amazing and oh wow, I am bisexual, that's a lot to unpack and-
And then she was smiling, and saying goodbye bc she wanted to meet up with her friends, and I was left in the middle of that rooftop dance floor, under the stars, my ears ringing and my face burning hot. I had my answer. I had my truth. I had it all along, but now it was real.
So just on account of that, month two (december of that year) was already chalked down as better than the entire time I had ever spent with my not-yet-entirely-ex, but I went out with my bff other times and had just as much fun. Incidentally, the hidden quickie with the handsome guy only happened bc I was intensely fueled by a spiteful thought of "aw hell no, I won't close this year without having boned someone other than [redacted]!". So uh. Yeah. The say love makes you do things, but hooo boy, the things that spite makes u do!
Anyway, moving on! January rolled out and my soon-to-be-ex sent me a text for us to meet, and we did. We caught up at some public place, and at some point he asked me whether I wanted to get back together.
Now, the first sentence that popped into my brain, in all caps, was: "I'D RATHER DOUSE MYSELF IN GASOLINE AND LIGHT A MATCH LMAO" but I unfortunately held back enough to say "I think we're much too different people now" while choking back laughter. So he asked to be just friends and I was like, ah well, I guess?
And we had this whole talk in the cab on the way to drop me off at my place, and this is where the nickname to which I refer to him now, "the deceased", came to be.
See, he was very clearly trying to lay the groundwork to try and build a relationship with me again, talking abt how different people can still get along even if they're exes bc we are both so emotionally mature, etc.
And I jokingly say the most absurd thing I could think: "yeah, and even if we're different, it's not like you're gonna... idk, vote for bolsonaro".
And he did a double take. And. Very shyly, he said he was, in fact, gonna vote for him. Y'know the genocidal, pro-dictatorship, homophobic, corrupt, nightmare of a president with which we were later plagued with for four years in the middle of a pandemic.
That's when I realized this dude wasn't worth keeping around even as a distant acquaintance, and I had a whole mental funeral for this guy bc he would be dead to me from then on. Sad music, flowers, the whole thing. Rip in piss, as y'all say around here.
Once we arrived by my place's door, I asked him to wait in the cab while I went up real quick. When I came back, he was like "oh?? you wanna go somewhere else from here?"
and I simply shoved the very large plastic bag I'd carried down on the seat next to him, explaining: "no, it's just that this is all your crap that was still in my house and I don't want it here anymore. Bye."
What a terrific place to end this story! How dramatic! I mean, that guy was the worst thing I've ever had cling to me in my life, and that includes that one time in the woods when I was a kid and like a hundred ticks bit me.
Well, close the curtains on this show, then! This is a satisfying ending and surely you never heard of him again, right, OP? Right, OP????
[press X for the next stupid anecdote about the deceased]
[press Y to never hear about the deceased again]
[vanilla extract] (sorry I had to)
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If this made you laugh, buy me a ko-fi to help me continue to afford the therapy I so clearly need lmao
#long post/#lu's stories#abusive relationships/#emotional abuse/#what I love about this story is that the only thing that might be wrong there are some dates bc adhd brain#but yeah it was. a ride#i still quote the gasoline quote sometimes#also obsessed with my stupidass logic:#ok u wanna kiss girls. u find them hot. but what if you kiss one??? and don't like it??? then ur het#lu you stupid bisexual bless ur heart
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The Night That Changed My Life (MAIN PLOT)
➳ 3racha x gn!reader (Separate fics later on) Felix x gn!reader(Platonic)
➳ College AU!
➳ WARNINGS!!- fighting, blood, bruises, I.N getting bullied :(, cursing, everyone’s idiots, Changbin dislikes reader.
➳ WORD COUNT- 1472 words (whoops?)
➳A/N- Hiya! Kai here. Hex and I have an idea of a “Make Your Own Choice” story! At the end of this, you can pick Chan, Han, or Changbin (when we post them, please give us time to post it). The only warning I have for Bang Chan’s separate fic will be spicy ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Anyway, enjoy and wait for more fics from us! Feel free to request things as well! Wait, you don’t know what to request? It’s okay! Here is my masterlist, and here’s Hex’s. Feel free to request on this account, or our separate ones! That’s all. Have a lovely day, and enjoy!
I walked away from the receptionist, thanking her. The lady was so nice showing me where my room was. Moving into a new college is a lot of stress, so her calming me was so sweet of her. As I was walking to my dorn, someone bumped into me from behind. “Oh my god. I’m so sorry!” he said, bowing. I shake my head ‘No’ but the words just wouldn’t come out. Finally, he looked up when I was finally able to get words out. “No! You’re fine! I understand. I’m a slow walker with all of this luggage,” I say, laughing a little bit. “Do you need help with anything?” he said, putting his phone in his pocket. “Oh no! I’m fine. I’m almost at my room anyway.” I say, smiling at him. He nods and apologizes again. Before I can answer, he leaves. I sigh and walk to my new room.
I took my key and unlocked the door. As I walked in, I saw a blonde-haired woman who smiled sweetly at me. “Hi! You must be the new roommate? I’m Jeongyeon, nice to meet you.” she said, putting her hand out. I take her hand and say, “Hi, I’m [Y/N]. Nice to meet you, too.” We let go and she continues. “Do you need help unpacking? I can help unpack a few things before I have to leave for class.” she starts grabbing a few stuff from my hands. “Oh no! I don’t want to keep you from class. You don’t have to do anything. I’ll be fine.” I say, shaking my head. She smiles and nods her head. She waves at me and walks out the door. I look down at my suitcase that had a few tiny boxes on top of it and got to work.
As I unpack, I play some music and I plan what I am to do afterward. I settle on taking a small tour around the school. I set the boxes near the trash when finished with them. Now, unzipping my suitcase and putting things in my dresser drawers as I dance along with the music. Putting the last of my clothing away, I turn off the music and head out the door, locking it before making my way around the school. As I enter the west wing hall, I see the boy from earlier getting his shit rocked. Since he was so polite, it only felt right to help. “Hey, what the hell are you doing,” I push him and shout, balling my fists and raising my arms to protect my head, ready to swing. We fight and I, inevitably, lose. Managing to only obtain a black eye, busted lip, and a bloody nose, I make sure the familiar boy is intact. He shows me where the nurse’s office is and I treat both our battle wounds. “Thank you, for this. Would you like to have lunch with my friends and me?” He asks. I agree, as I am new and know no one.
As we walk to the lunchroom, I ask for the boy's name. “Oh! Silly me. I’m Jeongin!” he said, taking his hand out. “I’m [Y/N],” I say, taking his hand and shaking it. We walk into the lunchroom and it’s crowded. Jeongin squeezed my hand, which I was still holding, and he drags me to a table. I see seven other men, who were concerned as soon as they saw us. Well, not for me. “Jeongin, are you okay?” “Jeongin! Oh my god! My baby’s dying!” “Jeongin! Again?” He sighed and looked at me. I shrugged and he looked back at them. “Hey! I’m okay. I didn’t get hurt as much as usual…” he said, which made me sad. Knowing this is a regular thing is heartbreaking. One of the men at the table looks at me and squints his eyes. “Jeongin… who’s that and why are they hurt?” Jeongin looks at me and his eyes lit up. “This is [Y/N]! They helped me with the fight. They didn’t win, but I still owe them for stepping in. So I brought them here with me!” he said, smiling brightly. I wave at them, and they wave back.
They all introduce themselves and we all start to conversate. I immediately became close to Chan and Jisung, but one person caught my eye. He wasn’t conversating with me at all, not even looking at me. I looked over at Chan and whispered, “What’s wrong with him? He’s been ignoring me since I got here.” He looked at him and sighed. “Changbin is skeptical of you. He hasn’t told me why, but just know that it’ll take a while for him to open up,” he said, shrugging. I scoffed and looked back at Changbin. I caught his eye for a split second, as I sat my stuff and self down, and he turns to talk to Felix almost immediately. I giggle to myself and turn back to Jisung.
“So, [Y/N]. What do you major in?” he said, propping his head on his palm. “I’m a psychology major. What about you?” I say, smiling. “I’m an art major! Psychology seems hard. Is it?” “Well, no, not really. When you know what you’re doing,” I wink, “Can I see some of your art sometimes?” I continue, bringing my hands together. He nods his head but then stops. “I… don’t have anything on me.” he awkwardly chuckles. When I was gonna reply, the bell rings. Jisung looks at me apologetically. I sigh but get up. “I’ll be going back to my dorm. My official day is tomorrow, so I’ll see you guys then!” I say, waving at them as I walk away back to my dorm.
I reach my destination and realize I left my key. I quickly walk back down to the lunchroom in hopes of finding my key. I find that my key is not there. I hope that someone from the group picked it up. As the panic sets in, I start to run to my door. I wait for Jeongyeon.
She arrives and lets me in the dorm. She lets me in and asks me what happened. I explain what happened to my face and key. She helps me find the boys to see if they had picked up the key. Felix had picked up it with the intent of giving it back.
I smile at Felix and take the key from him. “Thank you, Felix. I was really worried someone stole it, so glad it was someone I knew who took it!” I say, laughing a little. He chuckles and before he can answer, Changbin yells at him. He looks at me and rolls his eyes. Felix looks at me and says, “I’m sorry for his behavior. Just be patient, alright?” I smile softly at him and nod. He waves at me and runs to Changbin. Jeongyeon looks at me and raises her eyebrows. “What’s that all about?” she says, in a teasing voice. “Well, Changbin kinda hates my guts, so oh well,” I say, turning back to my dorm to go inside.
I lay on my bed exhausted. I mean, I’ve walked around a college, unpacked luggage in said college, talked to a bunch of energetic boys, and I lost my key. I need rest. I looked at Jeongyeon -who was on her bed- and made conversation with her. “So, how was it being surrounded by the school’s favorite boy all day?” She asked, smugly. “What do you mean by that,” I wonder. She replied, “Oh, nothing,” and went along with her day.
After a few months, we all got along pretty well. Well, everyone except Changbin and I. The school year is ending and we still don’t get along. I don’t know what I did to him to deserve this type of treatment. I start packing up and getting ready to move dorms, as it is the end of the year. I walk to my new home to put things away and I run into Jisung. “If you’re going to be my roommate, this is gonna be a fun year,” I tell the kind boy. He responds, “I hope so,” with a small smile.
We schedule a movie night with all the boys. At around 7:45, Hyunjin finally arrives. I open the door for him. “I had shit to do! Why was this a last-minute thing?” He accuses. “Cry about it, sweetheart,” Changbin chuckles. I make my way back to my seat between Chan and Felix. Felix sets the popcorn on both our laps. As a jumpscare approaches Chan wrests his arm around the backside of the couch. Felix and I huddle closer together for emotional support. As the jumpscare appears on screen, Felix and I jump and popcorn goes flying.
#fanfiction#stray kids x reader#3racha x reader#chan x reader#bang chan x reader#changbin x reader#han jisung x reader#jisung x reader#stray kids#kpop#kpop fanfiction#stray kids fanfiction#enemies to lovers#rommate trope#college au
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Behind A Screen
Lucky's eyes hadn't moved from her phone in what felt like hours. That one little world bouncing around in her head. Squidward. The cruel nickname her bullies had bestowed upon her back in elementary school all because of her nose.
"You good over there Lucky?" Spicy asked as she wiped down the bar, her voice startled Lucky enough that she nearly dropped her phone.
"You scared the shit out of me Spice!" She tried to laugh it off.
Lucky knew that Spicy could read her like a book, and that she was a terrible liar when it came to her friends. But Spicy didn't press her, and for that she was grateful.
"Oh my God, is that Squidward?!"
The comment had come from a former classmate, one who had made her life hell. It shouldn't shock her, but it still stung. She was reading it over and over, hearing the laughter from her childhood.
"Babe?" Cin's hand rubs her shoulder.
"Yeah? Sorry. Got distracted."
"Are you okay? You seem very in your head."
Lucky smiled at that, of course Cin would be the one interrogating her. That's how their friendship worked. Spicy was the quiet supporter until you needed her to get loud - and get loud she could. Cin started at about a 50 and could go either way depending on the situation. Lucky? Lucky started at 100 and stayed at 100.
"It's nothing Cin."
"Doesn't seem like nothing."
Lucky sighs, she knew her friend wouldn't let her get out of telling her. So she just slides her phone over to Cin who takes it.
"Squidward?" Cin asks. "Who is Squid...ward.."
Cin hands the phone to Spicy who has a similar reaction. "Bay what is this?"
"It's a classmate, I'm Squidward. That was what the other kids called me. Because of my nose."
Spicy and Cin share a look.
"Your nose isn't even that big." Cin says
"Tell that to children." Lucky said "it's no big deal guys."
They drop it, for now. That was until Luckys phone buzzed with a text message and she had Bradley look at it for her. He read the text then got curious and read the post and comments.
"Sis, what is this?"
"What, who texted?"
"No what's these comments on a picture of you?"
Lucky snatched her phone back. "It's nothing Roo."
"Didn't look like nothing Lucky, sure looked like childish bullying to me."
"It's fine. I'm a big girl."
"Lucky..."
"Roo drop it I'm fine." Lucky snaps, causing the rest of them to look over at them.
Lucky took a look around at all their friend's concerned faces and bolted to the bathroom locking herself in, much like the very first time Drew Larson had called her by the name.
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They had been partnered together for an assignment. Baylie was doing most of the work and finally got tired of Drew not helping.
"Can you please help?"
"Shut up Squidward." He had retorted.
It shut her up all right, she was so taken aback by his comment that it stunned her.
"You know you really do look like Squidward, with that big nose of yours." He continued laughing.
Baylie went to the teacher and asked to use the bathroom, as she walked out of the classroom she heard Drew whispering to another classmate about her nose.
By the end of that day in first grade, Baylie was called Squidward and it would continue all the way through high school.
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A knock on the bathroom door brings her back to the present. She wasn't seven years old anymore, she was a grown woman, a Naval aviator.
"Bay?" It was a voice she hadn't been expecting, it was Jake.
She wiped her tears real quick before she unlocked the door, the worried look on his face greeted her.
"Did you draw the short straw to come and get me?"
"Actually I offered." He opened up his arms. "Come here."
She rolls her eyes then hugs him, he squeezes her tight. It was...not at all like the Jake she knew.
"What's up with you?" She asks, looking up at him.
"Listen, I read those comments. I know I haven't always been the nicest to you but I saw red."
She just looks at him puzzled, "who are you and what have you done with my friend Jake?"
He laughs, "I'm still right here dickhead."
He walks her back to their group, Mickey gets up and kisses her soundly. Rooster pretended to vomit, and Spicy elbows his ribs.
"So what are we going to do about this?" Cin asked.
"Absolutely nothing wifey, I don't need to justify any of them with a response. I got my besties right here. Even Jake."
They all laugh as Jake feigns being hurt.
"I'm not that bad Lucky!" He exclaims.
"Sure buddy."
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Little Baylie would be so happy to know that instead of Squidward she was called Lucky now. And yes, she had the best friends in the whole world. Even Jake fucking Seresin.
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Tagging the besties: @dragon-kazansky @mrsjaderogers @gracespicybradshaw @callmemana @cycbaby @callsignscupcake @breadsquash
#top gun#top gun maverick#mickey fanboy garcia#baylie lucky steele#lucky x fanboy#bradley rooster bradshaw#jake hangman seresin#callsign lucky#alana cinco metcalf#grace spicy bradshaw
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@manufactoredxbyxdesign ♛
@manufactoredxbyxdesign Punky’s out here throwing you to the WOLVES, they just made a lucky choice because I’m a favourite player lmfao.
{Meme}: [ ♛ ] send me your url and i'll tell you the following; {x}
My opinion on;
Character in general: It’s so sad that I have nar actually played a single Resident Evil Game (I used to watch my dad play them back when I was a smol) or touched a single DBD match but somehow still ended up hyper fixated on this character bc not only was he EVE R Y WHERE back when I was a kid he was my like favourite type of shitbag smarmy over confident character hdhghg I would probably write Albert Wesker if I had the confidence or the complete lore knowledge to hfhgh the perfect live action FC already exists for him thanks to Buffy 😭
How they play them: Hgdhgnh I’ve told them this personally but they’re soooo good, like I hear Albert’s voice when they post something??? Like I love him, a lot of people love uwuing softening villains & I’m like bro they’re fucking evil they may have tender moments or people they are softer with but that’s an EVIL hoe, stop pretending they didn’t do nothin’ wrong. He’s written so MEAN & I fucking adore that, it’s the same way I portray my Severus Snape bc that man has called his own spouse a fucking FOOL before & that’s. My. T y p e, Like I need them to understand I’m not just saying this bc they gave my shit stain gremlin girl a chance (okay maybe a little bc this place has burnt me many times b u t) I’m saying this because I genuinely don’t think they realise just how GOOD they portray this nasty snarky PHD wielding grifter man 😭
The mun: Hurt them & feel the sting of my blade, I swear to God, I will break into your home at 3:37 AM & slather cream cheese & onions on the inside of your pillowcases if I find out you ever legitimately hurt their feelings. Like I was so scared to follow them bc their writing was really on point & canon character blogs be acting stank as hell here especially to me bc Keira isn’t an easy™️ OC girl. & like idc if someone roasts me but I will r I d e for my squad, especially the ones who put up with my ridiculous spammy bullshit like they do hhhhh they deserve better than some of the absolutely manic posts I send them fr fr but I usually make up for my transgressions by sliding them the gud Albertcore.
Do I;
Follow them: I do, I followed their second blog @lxdyvenxm so fucking fast when I saw their post it gave me whiplash ghhgbhjn
RP with them: Of course I do, I have to stick all the pale haired tsunderes together in one spot though Al is a low-key yandere wearing the tsundere skin tbch but he’s deffo part of the club.
Want to RP with them: I… I need Keira to leave this man alone bc every time I get a new idea for Keira the DBD verse her first thought is “What would Albert think about it~🖤🖤🖤?” Yeah she’s a lil obsessio over him but I’M normal hfhgh I don’t want them to think I’m a weird stalker like I don’t want into Albert Wesker’s pants this CREATURE is the one who does!!!!
Ship their character with mine: The concept of them together is terrifying & I mean BOTH Keira & Albert & uhhh the other two shinies (YOU KNOW WHO grhfghf) like they would put the “Power” in the would power couple before some crazy shit starts going down in that Fog… So yeah I do, I want them holding hands while those hands are covered in blood… Because they’re making out while stabbing a person. While holding the same knife. Little known fact about me I fucking LOVE murder couples, especially where one’s a little more fucked up than the other but the other isn’t bothered by that instead they use their slightly calmer head to plan out some REALLY fucked up ideas for them to do together.
What is my;
Overall opinion: Send a long text get a long text ba- Oh wait wait that’s like summin different. Follow them. Love them. Ask about their headcanons bc their headcanons are really good & so fascinating??? Let Albert dismember & bully your muse, Keira wants to film him throwing around their body parts everywhere with the tentacles pls she said it’ll be super funny~~~~
**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty.
#x: Look At My Friends! (Promo)#x: Answered#x: Out of Sin#manufactoredxbyxdesign#lxdyvenxm#Not Punky blindsiding us both halp 😭😭😭#GGHFHUHJJH SO SNEAKY FUCKIN RUDE LMFAO
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@lovipop2049 https://www.tumblr.com/lovipop2049/701784136712683520/yeah-el-and-jonathans-sibling-relationship-is-so
I agree. That's another thing-don't get me started on the people bashing Jonathan for this season/saying he didn't do anything/I've even seen one person claim that he was acting exactly like his father. How? How is he a child abuser that only cares about himself and puts his own wants and needs before his own? And they're claiming its because he was doing drugs all season/putting his wants ahead of their needs or some bs.
How? when he spent ALL season taking care of everyone and being the leader. trying to save El/ and he had tried to make her feel better about what happened with Angela and he was playing mom to Mike and Will and Argyle for that matter. Being the leader, coming up with plans, sheilding Mike and Will when guys came in with guns ext ext I just don't understand it.
He spent the ENTIRE SEASON saving/protecting Will, Mike, and especially El and comforting people. The whole reason they were on that roadtrip was to save El. It's not his fault El is a badass and can protect herself when she gets her powers back-and thats the point. Jonathan knows El can protect herself, but feels that she shouldn't HAVE TO. Thats his little sister and he takes his role as a mother to his baby siblings very seriously.
And in that situation-he did save El in more ways than one. Not only did she need saving as in needing help getting to a safe place, away from the people attacking her, and a sensory dep tank so she could save Max ext all of which he helped to make happen, but she also needed saving in others way-she needed to be shown she was loved and cared about after confronting her own abusive father and being called a monster by the goverment who was trying to kill her. And Jonathan showed her how much they all loved her when they came to rescue her. She didn't need them to fight in the battle, but she did need them for emotional support. To be reminded that she is not a monster and shes very loved by her family who went through hell and back to be there for her when she needed them most and even if Hopper and Joyce can't be there to save her atm, her brothers sure as hell can be.
They pull excuses out of their asses all the time to come up with reasons to hate Jonathan. And they make up lies about him too. And over react to something that was a JOKE at the end of S4. I saw multiple people saying he should have died because of the comment he made about Steve when it was a joke. And how dare Jonathan question the leadership abilities of someone that bullied him for god knows how long. Yeah Jonathan is a real monster for doing that. AND it was a joke! That's why he sort of laughed when he said it, but do they get that no? But they can pull a far fetched ship out of their ass when they get the notion.
Exactly. There is a whole list of reasons I could give for how heroic and amazing Jonathan was this season, but again another time another post. But that is on there-thats one of them. Jonathan spent the whole season trying to save El/then saving her and if it wasn't for him-El would have never gotten there to help take down Vecna-Nancy Steve and Robin probably would have died trying.
Not to mention that Steve and Nancy being there in the first place is BECAUSE of Jonathan because Jonathan made Nancy and Steve better people in the first place who put others before themselves. They both were a lot different in S1 before Jonathan. Jonathan is the one who saved the in more ways than one and changed them for the better and confronted Nancy and Steve in S1 and both of those confrontations lead to them becoming better people who cared more about others than themselves for a change. Jonathan is the reason why Steve and Nancy are heroes now in the first place, but Jonathan doesn't get credit for that either.
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I posted 442 times in 2022
That's 442 more posts than 2021!
106 posts created (24%)
336 posts reblogged (76%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
@timewornbookworm
@nonbinary-ghost
@verdeltiathedead
@incoherent-introspection
@headspace-hotel
I tagged 83 of my posts in 2022
#hollow knight - 20 posts
#hk - 17 posts
#lotr - 3 posts
#hk ghost - 3 posts
#hk the knight - 3 posts
#skyrim - 3 posts
#writing - 3 posts
#soul speaks - 3 posts
#soul draws things - 3 posts
#pantheons are hell - 2 posts
Longest Tag: 138 characters
#this method of fishing reminds me of that one method of fishing where you jam ur hand into a catfish's mouth and yank it out of it's hole.
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
The five great knights, Le'mer, Hegimole, Isma, Dryya, And Ogrim.
In your opinion, Which of them would be the best parent? (My money is on Ogrim, But you can surprise me)
Personally I think Ogrim, Isma, and Dryya would be really good parents, but I'll add Le'mer to the list because why not. I don't remember much about Hegimole, otherwise this would be a full list of the five great knights and how they would parent.
~•°☆°•~
Ogrim seems like he'd be a really caring and understanding parent. Like he'd be there for you, and you could talk to him about anything. He'd try his damndest to help as well.
I think Isma would be a good parent because she'd also probably care for you really well. She'd grow plants to make into like sleepy time tea if you can't sleep. She'd help you talk through your feelings while gardening.
Dryya would be a super protective parent. If you were being bullied she would personally go fight the kid for you. If you were hurt in a fight she'd bandage you up and promise to teach you how to fight, for when she isn't in the area. She'd bring you little goodies that make you happy when you're sad.
Le'mer would be a really calm parent, and she'd be quiet too. She'd be a really good listener, especially if you didn't know how to word how you felt about something. I think she'd bake for you and would be really damn good at it. She'd also probably make a /lot/ of tea as she finds it calming. She'd teach you to meditate as well.
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A little bit more rambly, but I hope it makes sense.
11 notes - Posted September 11, 2022
#4
pantheon final bosses (as ive gotten them) described in short sentences:
p1: prepare for trouble, and make it double
p2: let's make an art project
p3: smol bug has big weapon, become sawblade of Pain and SufferingTM
haven't gotten further, I expect that to be just great.
14 notes - Posted July 28, 2022
#3
Prompt time!
"Hornet had a new "Friend" or so she called it, At first the wyrm assumed this was just some imaginary friend and expressed no concern
But then, What young hornet drew on a piece of paper, and showed to the pale king, Claiming it to be her imaginary friend, Confirmed his worst fears"
This is gonna be filled with headcanons, so just a heads up!
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The Pale King wasn't worried at first, but when she started drawing, that's when his concerns began. Hornet had ranted for hours about her imaginary friend in the shadows, their eight glowing eyes, and an almost protective feeling around her when she'd see them. When the Pale King asked her to draw them, he realized who it was long before she finished the drawing. The four arms, the pure white eyes that faintly glowed (not so faintly in the drawing, but he knew what was intended), the horns, and the vagueness of their appearance, the Pale King knew exactly who this was.
When Hornet finished her drawing, she held it up proudly towards a rather prominent shadow in the room. If the Pale King focused on it, he could have swore he saw the faint shape of eight glowing eyes. He dismissed Hornet from the office, and put away the different coloured inks. At least so far the Shade Lord wasn't causing problems for him, although this could be considered a problem.
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This plays into an au of mine where the name of "Vessel" is quite literal, and they are vessels for the Shade Lord. Other gods have vessels as well, but they are frequently called other things (i.e. Grimmchild)
Thanks for the prompt, I had fun thinking about this one!
16 notes - Posted August 14, 2022
#2
a friend reminded me about the Broken Vessel/Lost Kin fights and im sad. those fights are, so far in my playthrough, the most emotion filled fights and memorable. they're so sad because you can see the progression of the Radiance's hold over them. anyone else just kinda... sad when you think about those fights?
23 notes - Posted July 28, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
Myla! I meant this to be a thumbnail sketch for Myla in the crystal peaks buuuut I accidentally turned it into a proper tiny drawing!
I couldn't get the lumafly drawn super well, so maybe I'll colour it, but I really wanted to draw Myla, hope yall like it!
27 notes - Posted July 31, 2022
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I posted 9,665 times in 2022
That's 2,592 more posts than 2021!
57 posts created (1%)
9,608 posts reblogged (99%)
Blogs I reblogged the most:
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@robiinbuckley
@ronanceisintheair
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@ronancebuckley
I tagged 9,665 of my posts in 2022
#nancy wheeler - 1,535 posts
#robin buckley - 1,459 posts
#fic - 1,443 posts
#stranger things - 1,267 posts
#art - 936 posts
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
“Don’t worry, Nance. I got you.”
“It-it’s so f-f-fucking cold,” Nancy, teeth-rattling, goosebumps erupting everywhere, wrapped her legs around Robin’s waist. “I’m n-never trusting you a-ag-again.”
from this fic↓ ♡♡♡
94 notes - Posted July 13, 2022
#4
Ronancetober Day 5: Multiverse
different timeline/universe Robin
Somehow Robin woke up next to THE Nancy Wheeler. She knew that she went to bed in her own bed, how did she end up in Wheeler's bedroom? They were strangers, there's no reason for her to be in the same room as Nancy.
Nancy woke up to her girlfriend pulling that face she always did when she's silently panicking. Nancy's eyes slid shut and she muttered, "everything okay, sweetie?" She felt Robin tensed up under her and her breath hitch. She knew the effect she had on Robin and she'd never get tired of it but Robin was reacting weirdly.
"Wh- what is this- what is happening.. Why am I here? Why am I in bed with Nancy, the princess of Hawkins, Wheeler. This has to be a prank, a very sick joke you bullies are pulling ugh-" Robin jumps out of bed, "-unbelievable! Who in the right mind would kidnap me out of my room while I was unconscious!"
"Robin calm down! Lower your volume!"
"Oh I wonder why, I wonder who's behind the door waiting to catch my reaction? Is it Tommy? Hey-"
Nancy cups a hand around Robin's mouth, stopping her mid shout, "shh! You're going to alarm my parents! Please calm down and tell me what are you talking about," Nancy whispered out harshly.
OR
Do Revenge au
Eleanor Levetan woke up in a different bed, not her's or Gabbi's or Drea's. She's sleeping with a girl that.. actually kinda looks like her girlfriend but with curlier hair.
She had no idea what she was wearing but it smelled nice, it smelled like the bedsheets and the girl sleeping next to her. She knew something was wrong, she remembered very clearly falling asleep next to Gabbi. She remembered wearing silk pajamas, not a loose t-shirt and shorts. She never wore rings or dyed her hair back to brunette. She also had no idea who she was sleeping with. She got up as quietly as she could and tried to look for a phone. No phones but she found a phone that she only saw in 80's movies and vintage stores. She didn't know how to use it though. There's only one thing she could do.
"Hey, uhm excuse me?" She lightly nudged the girl.
"What're you doing, Robbie. Everything okay?" She muttered, eyes still shut and her hand reached around, searching for her.
"Uhh I'm not Robbie. You can go back to sleep once I figure out where the hell am I and who the fuck are you."
Nancy was now fully awake to that unusual tone.
106 notes - Posted October 9, 2022
#3
Ronancetober Day 16: Trick or Treat?
Post Trick or Treating, changed out of their costumes and their make up removed. They used Robbie's bucket hat to collect the candy.
Oh my god october is over
123 notes - Posted November 1, 2022
#2
Legends of Tomorrow 7x12 moments (mostly favourite lines and scenes hahaha)
evil gideon's "dammit"
(also, couldn't spoons just give gideon sara's powers? Oh well)
PROTECT GWYNNNN
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137 notes - Posted February 24, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
This is literally what happened in that episode (7x09)
Edits: wow that is a lot of notes, thank you so much
252 notes - Posted January 26, 2022
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Oh no, I've been thinking.
Okay, I can't stop thinking about something ending-related. I don't know this for certain, but based on previous statements and such, it feels like the writers were always aiming for a bittersweet ending. Like, no matter what else happened or how the story evolved, come hell (lol) or high water, that ending couldn't just be happy. For reasons. I guess.
Now, I don't mind a bittersweet ending ... if it makes sense for the ending to be bittersweet.
I critique stories for a living. I'm literally taking a break from the developmental edit of someone's novel to write this post. And the persistent thought that bugs me about the Rory setup is that it is so artificial. Time travel is a pain in the narrative ass. Time travel suddenly introduced in the sixth season of a show that has never touched on time travel? As an editor, I probably would've pointed out that time travel for the purpose of angst, especially time travel without rules that make sense ("I don't know anything about time travel! Except I do know you have to take the most painful path!"), seemingly introduced as a final ploy to make that bittersweet ending work ... well, to me, it breaks the narrative contract they established with the audience. Your audience is going to be confused. An editor's job is to alert the writer to any potential confusion so it can be fixed before the story goes to print, etc. Confused audiences get mad, annoyed, frustrated. They feel hurt. They put down the book and don't pick it up again. Usually, writers don't want that. But they're so close to their work that they need a completely outside perspective to say, "Hey, I'm not sure you realize this, but..."
I mean, I keep referring to Rory as "deus ex daughter" because in literary terms, she is a blatant deus ex machina. Rory is the god in the machine of the Bittersweet Ending.
Now, I loved a lot of S6. I did. My overall feeling about the season is not negative. But ... I can't stop thinking about why the things I didn't like REALLY didn't work for me.
I loved the emotional growth we saw in Lucifer and Chloe facilitated by the question of parenting and parental love. I did. And I would have loved to see a lot of those notes hit not with an angel kid out of nowhere ... but with the daughter already in the picture. Especially because it would have circumvented the icky idea that a child has to be one's flesh and blood to induce such feelings. I also understand that coronavirus and Scarlett's age and schedule made this difficult. But I just can't swallow that the only way to wrap up the story of this show--a show about found family, non-traditional family, friendship, connection, FREE WILL, love in all its many shapes and forms and colors ... was to introduce a brand new character via a device (time travel) that fails to make sense almost every time it's used, no matter the medium. (And then had only that brand new character be there when her mother died. Don't even get me started. Ugh.)
If time travel was always going to be on the table, couldn't we have found a more plausible way to use it with the characters we already knew, loved, and had spent four or five seasons with? A time-travelling older Trixie, say? If you're going to use the impossible device, just ... twist it another way to make it work.
Okay. Okay. So, leaving Trixie aside for now just like the show did, let's say we leave everything about the season the same, even Rory. Do you know what ending makes more narrative sense?
Future Rory sacrificing herself by NOT forcing Lucifer to make a cruel and impossible "choice" so the baby that might have been her grows up with a family that loves her. Chloe's already pregnant. That's not going to be undone. And this nonsense of a "closed time loop" falls apart if you side-eye it for even a few seconds. The Rory who came from the future never exists except in the memories of those she met when she came back from that future. Chloe and Lucifer lose that daughter even as they gain the new one whose existence is not a tool of unrelenting fate because wow this show has always been about free will what the heck happened there yikes. And a choice made under the duress Chloe and Lucifer were under, forced out of them, and forcing them to "choose" a life apart for *handwave* Reasons has nothing to do with free will. A "choice" made at gunpoint is not a real choice. Future Rory basically bullied them into ensuring she got to exist--something, quite frankly, neither her parents would have done.
Instead, how much more appropriately bittersweet is it if Chloe and Lucifer lose that child while gaining one who, because of that angry time-travelling version, will never suffer as she did.
Also as an editor: the groundwork for my version is already laid, by the way. It should have been Rory learning about the importance of free will over fate. The importance of personal sacrifice. The importance of not thinking your young self knows best ... because experience and therapy will help rid you of that self-centered world view. That's the contract the writers made with us with this show. And Chloe and Lucifer have already BEEN THERE AND DONE THAT. (See: the end of S4.)
Furthermore, this season finally HAD Chloe and Lucifer DEAL WITH the only thing that actually would have contributed to a narrative, characterization-based reason for Lucifer to disappear: His history of running and his putting Chloe on a pedestal. Once they really talked that out, his "disappearance" became a Rory-induced trauma of inexplicable fate that flies in the face of all the progress Lucifer made over six seasons. (I would rather have had more of that and less of mysterious disappearing oh no plot.)
And I'm sorry, the "Once you get to Hell you're going to work 24/7" excuse given for why Lucifer won't be around and why he can't make time for Chloe until she's DEAD(????!???) is ... it's lame. If AMENADIEL AS GOD can make time for his kid's birthday party, I refuse to believe Lucifer can't work out some Hell/Earth-work/life balance. Never mind that in the show about partnerships, the Bittersweet Ending just ... destroyed it. Chloe was planning on being God's consultant; she could have helped Lucifer solve Hell's Trauma Mysteries (it's what she did with Jimmy, setting up that yeah, Lucifer could do it alone like he accidentally did with Lee, but doing it with HIS TRUTHSEEKING PARTNER would be more effective). Just as Lucifer could have continued helping HER solve some of the problems within "that corrupt little organization" of hers.
tl;dr: I think the writers fixated so completely on their version of Bittersweet that they missed all the foreshadowing, groundwork, and clues that were right there, already built into the story, poised for a different kind of ending than the one they once imagined. That's why so many parts of it feel almost-but-not-quite right and why these aspects are so off-putting. That's why it's just not ... organic. It's something squeezed into a box it grew out of ages ago.
Ironically, certain elements of this season involved the writers insisting on the FATE they decided long ago instead of letting the story and the characters have the FREE WILL to choose a different, more fitting, more organic ending--one that had long-since evolved past that original flavor of Bittersweet.
#lucifer on netflix#lucifer morningstar#chloe decker#trixie espinoza#aurora morningstar#deckerstar#lucifer meta#lucifer thoughts#lucifer spoilers#lucifer s6#lucifer s6 spoilers#lucifer critical#i criticize from a place of love#i really do
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Just an random ask: does observer have more ever-lasting scars like her lip scar, that can't be healed? And does scrap have them too? If yes, I want both of their families react to those scars (it's a headcanon that I thought of, because both of them goes into dangerous missions and fights, and there's no doubt that they get injured everytime :D )
They do actually!
Observer has some scars from The Incident because the Julieta from The Incident never gave her healing food, only food from others. (It never healed because it was never healed for a year)
Scrap is- actually I just remembered one from a post lmao, she has a lichtenberg (Lightning scar) on her back and left arm, they went to an AU and the first thing she did is to surprise Pepa lol. Although she forgot about it because of her bandages.
DRABBLE IT IS THEN
(I have to post it first just incase it kickc me out of tumblr again, it is NOT finished yet!)
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Ridiculous Scars
One used to wear her scars in pride, while the other laughed about their own.
They forgot about it, they really did, it brought them "funny" memories.
But then some idiots decided to be awake in the middle of the night while the other started a fight.
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The Observer Madrigals were sleeping, so Observer Mirabel herself got up from her bed and walked out of her room.
She wore a simple black tank top and black shorts, her poncho wasn't seen. She slowly walked downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of water when she suddenly heard wispered voices.
"And then they were roommates!" "Oh my god they were roommates." It confused her on who in the world would be awake IN THREE AM.
She silently marches in, her eyes completely glowing red, she snaps her fingers making the ceiling have light, and surprising the two people.
"Why in the absolute FUCK are you awake!?" She fumed, she completely forgot about the fact she wore a tank top that shows her weird scars.
Oh.
OH.
OH THE PARENTS WERE AWAKE.
Observer Mirabel blinked in surprise, she noticed that everyone awake was gaping at her with wide eyes.
Agustin literally sputtered, Pepa had a massive raincloud over her head, Felix was calm but his eyes decieve him.
And Julieta looked close to tucking her into a blanket and giving her her favorite food and drinks, while Alma looks like she's about to have a heart attack.
Observer blinked multiple times and rubbed her eyes, five of them were staring at her arm scars.
She rose an eyebrow, "I'll fucking explain once YOU tell me WHY are you all AWAKE!?"
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Scrappy Mirabel was just roaming around the town/village when someone suddenly bumps into her, "Oi watch it trash." Out of reflex, she responded.
"Trash? That's the most common insult I have ever heard and you were the one who bumped into me behind me-" she clasped her hands to her mouth, she looked to who bumped into her.
Oh, it was two of her bullies, Ricard and Juana. Both of them looked furious at her.
Juana was the first to reply, "Why you little-!" She tries to land a punch on her when she dodged it, 'The punch is sloppy and not properly aimed.' Scrap thinks.
She was going to run away when Juana suddenly aimed for a punch again, the people around them already wanting to interfere.
Scrappy Mirabel dodged the punch again, she has no time for this, "Oh you want to fight? I'll give you one!" She excitedly exclaimed and jabbed her, sending her to the ground.
Ricard suddenly tried to interfere by trying to scratch her, making her left bandage come off and reveal a lightning scar.
Scrap's eyes twitch, Ricard tried to grab her collar when she reacted faster and dodged.
"Ooh your punches don't make a sense." Scrap said in confusion, they looked lkke they never saw a fight and started one for entertainment.
Juana was already up and tried to grab her by the hair, 'Oh hell no you won't' she kicks Juana by the legs, making her fall again. She punches Ricard in the stomach, making him wheeze in pain. She punches him again and again to the point he fainted.
She was focused on Ricard that she forgets about Juana that she hits her in the back of the head.
She stops, "What? Are you in pain now? Pathe-"
THUD
THUMP
"Idiot, you're too prideful to be like that." Scraps says, she looks at her fist, it had bruised knuckles from punching them hard enough to make them faint, but not enough to break a bone.
Everyone was looking at her lightning scar now, it was on her left arm, she could hear some of them saying the name "Pepa" repeatedly.
She quickly walks away, knowing that Dolores heard the fight and told her mom and dad- and maybe sisters- maybe tìa-
"MIRABEL!"
Oh so everyone?
Pepa was looking at her scar in utter horror, a dark storm cloud above her. Julieta and Agustin looked like they wanted her to be put in a blanket roll and give her her favorite drink.
She looks at them wide-eyed, then to her lichtenberg scar on her arm, she point at her left arm, "Oh wait you're staring at this? This actually has a funny story I'll tell ya-"
"HIJA WHY DO YOU HAVE A SCAR ON YOUR ARM STRAIGHT TO YOUR BACK-"
"DAMN IT MIRABEL THIS IS WHY I SHOULD TIE YOU UP IN VINES!"
"Hm! Now I'm starting to panic on how did it form"
"Clear skies clear SKIES-"
"MIRABEL!" Ah- abuela is also here.
#mirabel madrigal#encanto au#observer mirabel au#mirabel au#scrappy mirabel au#encanto#Observer is THIS CLOSE 👌 TO YELL AT ALL OF THEM BECAUSE THEY'RE SUPPOSE TO BE MORE MATURE THAN HER#Oh wait she's the oldest observer lmao nvm#Scrap will gladly tell her family how she got her lichtenberg scar because she loves it lmao
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Welcome to parenthood: DAC 💥🍗
Chapter 2: Big brother.
Hello babess!
Im so happy you all liked the first drabble! As promised here is another quick idea I had, sorry for if you find any typos I think i might just be posting here the uncleaned version and once im ready ill move it to AO3! Also if you might have any suggestions or themes for the family drabbles feel free to send them! <3
Anyways, hope u like this onee! 🖤
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Disclaimer: For story purposes Megumi and his sisters ages will switched depending on the narrative of the chapter.
‘Ugh, where is he!‘
Mimiko grunted, frustrated as she walked around the school looking for Megumi who was nowhere to be found.
She looked out the window from the second floor to see if she could spot him from up there to the patio where he would normally be beating up bullies.
Nothing.
Rushing down the stair and jumping to skip the last few she closed in on most hidden spots where teachers normally wouldn't be around and the students will take advantage off, and sure enough, there he was, in the middle of jumping the fence to the other side. “Megumi!” She half yelled.
Startled, the young man fell down on the concrete floor, visible pain expressed on his face as he rubbed the sore spot. “Mimiko, what the hell?”
She scrunched down, helping him to his feet. “Oh my god, im sorr- Wait were you ditching school?”
He blinked a faint hint of a blush on his left cheek as he turned to his side to brush the dust that got on his clothing from the fall.
“I knew it! This is perfect!” She said excitedly which only made him frown. “I want you to take me with you.”
He stood up straight, the height difference very visible considering he had to look sightly down on her. “You want to skip class? Why?”
It was her time to blush.
If only she had found one of her sisters, but neither of them was around neither picking up her calls or answering text, she barely even had a hold of Megumi as it is but.. She couldn't just tell him why she wanted to leave.. It was rather embarrassing.
It took her to long ending up him crossing his arms. “If you don't even have a good enough of an excuse then you should stay,”
“Oh really, and may I ask what's your excuse?”
He shrugged. “I'm bored.”
She gaped at him. “What!? And THAT is a good excuse?!
He ignored her, starting to climb the fence again. “Yup at least for someone who is not failing their classes unlike someone, so yeah, you are stuck here.”
“Ugh, wait!” She fidgeted a bit, her face even more red than before. “If.. If i tell you, will you let me go with you?”
He didnt say anything and so, she took a deep breath and just turned around, giving her back to him without a word.
“I dont get it..?” He looked at her back puzzled by her embarrassment but all he saw was her standing there awkwardly in her uniform-
Oh.
And then he noticed the big spot of blood on her skirt.
Now he understood why she wanted to leave.
Seconds passed as she heard the rattle of metal from the fence indicating that her brother had moved. ‘Gods had he left her there without saying word after seeing it??’ She could feel her emotions all over the place just accumulating enough to feel like crying.
This is was such a horrible day, she was hungry and in pain and the minute she realized her first ever period had arrived in school grounds… She wanted to die.
Sniffling back her tears she prepared to be humiliated throughout the day as she stepped forward only to be surprised by Megumi standing behind her, his arms moving around her to tie his jacket around her waist to cover her up.
“No wait, its gonna get dirty.” She tried advising him but he just continued to wrap it around her.
“Dont worry about it, I can wash it,” Finishing the task he looked at the fence. “Now lets go before we get caught, do you need me to carry you on my back or you think you can climb it?”
Mimiko sobbed for a moment before hugging him. “Aah thank you!!” She was so happy and relieved he was taking her out of there.
Megumi was never one for physical things but he felt an unusual ease around his siblings.. At least those times where they weren’t nt being loud and obnoxious like his parents. Sometimes they were too much to handle.
Nonetheless, he loved them… Not that he would ever say it out loud or he wouldn’t hear the end of it.
He patted her head and turned over to bend a bit and carry her on his back to jump the fence with her, now, on the other side he made her follow him to his car that was parked outside and decided to drive both of them home.
**
A few hours later and a long hot shower, Mimiko was in her pijamas feeling much more relaxed, bumping into Megumi in the hall way she moved the towel from around her head, thanking him again for bringing her home.
“Sure, by the way while you were in the shower I went to the store to buy you some things.” He headed down the stairs as she cocked her head momentarily to the side, curious as to what he could be referring to.
Following him into the living room there was a grocery bag waiting for her, it had a few necessities like pads from different sizes, chocolates and some chips and what looked like a plushie.
He rubbed the back of his neck as he stared at the floor. “I didnt know how your flow worked so i bought some different pads and I saw Tsumiki use that plush thing that our dad bought her, it has like a bag of water that you heat up for a minute and use it for the pain, its not hard, here ill show you how to use it.”
Mimiko hated her period, she always saw how her sisters got so emotional over the dumbest of things and she would always make fun of them over it not understanding what the deal was until now because here she was looking at her big brother helping her out with the most embarrassing time of the month like an expert while she had totally been lost on what to do and just wanting to die in a hole.
Plushie heated up and both sitting in the couch, she decided to stay with her brother and bond a little more over this mess, sharing her chips she asked him if he wanted to watch one of those serial killer documentaries he enjoyed so much.
He arched an eyebrow. “Arent you scared of those?”
She was, but she felt safe in his company so she didn’t mind, plus, if memory serves her right, her and Nanako had suffered from nightmares for a period of time and besides their parents, she remembers a young megumi sneaking in to sleep in between them and reassuring them that if a monster came he will be dealing with it personally.
And looking at him, knowing how he always keeps his distance from them but is always there for all 3 of them, even if those ‘’monsters’ look kind of different in their current lives, he will always be that big brother who will stick his neck to chase it away.
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“What do you think, should we ground them for skipping school?” Suguru asked from the entrance of the living room, next to him and smiling as well at the scene in front of them was Satoru, his hand reaching for his phone.
“Maybe another time, Tsumiki had texted me in a frenzy how her sister was having a situation at school and for the looks of it I guess Megumi took care of it.” Both adults had entered the room to clean some of the mess on the table, both teens fast asleep next to each other on the couch.
Suguru reached for a blanket to place over both of them, chuckling at the small snores coming from the boy and the little droll rolling down the girls mouth.
“Who would have thought, we are nailing this parenting thing, now smile before they wake up!” Satoru took a quick selfie, another family picture for his collection on the fridge, his hand extended to make a peace sign as Suguru was in the back behind the couch smiling wide with his arms extended around both kids.
They didn’t know what was funnier, the first picture catching them off guard or the second selfie where Megumi and his sister woke up just in time for one to look annoyed and the other one lost still with drool while one adult panicked and the other laughed.
Either way, both were found printed and stuck to the fridge the next day with the rest of the pictures.
#satoru gojo#satoru x suguru#suguru geto#mimiko and nanako#hasaba mimiko#megumi fushiguro#family au#jjk fanfic#jjk fluff#jjk#jujutsu kaisen#satosugu#stsg#fanfic#modern au
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Incel!Shinsou x F!Reader fanfic idea (Part 2)
So here we are, Incel!Shinsou is back and this time with a bit of growth that he needs to make independently (While thinking about the reader of course. Thank you so much to @blossominglark for sending in such a lovely message! Also here you can find a small explanation as to why i even started the Incel!Shinsou series.)
"I think I want you. I think you're bad. I think you're good, it's like the love I never had. I think I need you. Oh God, it's true. I think I'm falling and there's nothing I can do" - Beetlejuice Chill by Life After Youth
Part 1: Incel! Shinsou x F!Reader
Part 3: Incel!Shinsou x F!Reader (1/2)
How difficult could it be? To forget that you ever existed... thats what's haunting Shinsou ever since the conversation you two had a few days ago. He cant seem to focus anymore, everything just reeks of you. (His own bedroom where you two would sit on the floor and work on your project together. You would laugh at something that came on the television, every time resulting in his face heating up and heart beating harder at the sound, the beautiful sound, of your laughter. It doesn't feel the same anymore. He cant sit or sleep there anymore.) Shinsou starts speaking with Aizawa more, to be honest its not like Aizawa gave him that much of a choice. He needed to understand what was happening with his son and you in order to help or bring some constructive input.
Shinsou goes on and on about how he mocked you to his "friends". When questioned on his "friends" he said that they were all telling him that you needed to be taught how to be a "proper woman" the "perfect girl for them".
("Hitoshi what-...why would you...?"
"I don't know! It made sense when i was young and- i... i dont understand how or why and...please just- help me i dont understand!"
"It's ok, it's ok, come here." Aizawa hugs Shinsou tightly. He starts running his hand over Shinsou's hair comforting him.
"What did you show them? What did you tell them about...her, exactly?") A mess of tears and regrets, thats what Shinsou is. A puddle which he somehow drowned you in out of a bitter rage that had nothing to do with you.
Aizawa finally holding a grasp as to how Shinsou's mind worked, he couldn't help but feel defeated. He neglected his son so much he became bitter and resentful towards the wrong people, the wrong person. (Aizawa only ever told Shinsou that his mother moved away from them because it was "too much for her". Young Shinsou couldn't grasp why his mom would leave him, but again he never really asked questions since he saw how upset it made his dad. "Dont worry Hitoshi, ill be here for you no matter what. Got it, problem child?") An intervention needs to be made now. To prevent even more damage, to keep his son safe and his sons ex-friend safe.
"Hitoshi? The posts and things you put online, you need to delete everything now." Urgency was a must, damage control needed to happen now. Who knows if Shinsou wrote about where he lived, where you lived and studied at, if he showed those "friends" of his your face. Who knows how much information he put out there to a bunch of strangers about you. "Ok, ok. Let me delete everything...yeah...thats-yeah...makes sense." He's slipping, Shinsou is slipping into a pit of shock and disgust, he needs to fix things and that only starts by wiping away years of miss informed opinions disguised as truths.
Everything is gone. No more accounts. No more pictures. No more you. He didn't make any announcements or even address why he was wiping everything. He didn't answer the piles of questions flooding his inbox about why he was doing all of this, he just didn't care anymore. He couldn't find you either. No account on any platform with any signs of you. (He should have asked for your socials, but knowing where you two started off at he thinks its better that you two didn't. It saved you from his incessant torment he saw himself being capable of.)
Week one came and went. You didn't show up for classes and people started to take notice.
"Does anyone know why y/n isn't at school anymore? Is she sick?" Midoriya asked one day. Everyone kind of just looked at each other hoping that someone might have an answer. Be it that no one other then Shinsou was in the same class as you, everyone in his friend group knew about you since you where always nice despite the way you presented clothing wise. (The clothing didn't matter nor did the labels, you were still so welcoming to everyone. Hell, you even welcomed Monoma and that guy is considered psycho by everyone.) Shinsou couldn't do anything but listen to his friends (Midoriya, Shoto, Denki, Mina, Iida, and Ururaka) go on about how nice you were. How they miss you. He misses you . He ruined this, he ruined your school experience and pushed you to lose the friends you had because of his own ignorance. He forced you to choice between showing up to school and dealing with him or not coming in at all and losing the friends you had because of him.
The Sports Festival was coming up soon, here all the students would compete against each other to show off their skills. The Festival acts more as an opportunity for the different Courses to fight each other since its focus centers on the physical strength and wellbeing of the students instead of their study of focus. It also helps with publicity by letting UA show off their students to the general public. (Shinsou didn't understand why the school would have a Sports Festival. UA was better known for being STEM and Art focused which meant that many of the students only had to take 1 year of P.E. instead of the 3 years other schools required.
"So again, what's the purpose of this?"
"Its just a chance for the different Courses to bully each other, and for the General Course to get mocked." responded Togeike. Be it that she never spent time with Shinsou, they both had a mutual attitude and just stayed away from each other out of disinterest. It wasn't after Shinsou's personality changed did she feel more comfortable being around him and started speaking to him casually throughout the day.
"So what does the Business Course do during-"
"Hey, didn't you and y/n work on that project together?" This caught Shinsou of guard. For the past week its all been about you and how you hadn't been coming to class. (You haunt him even outside of school, the guilts too much for him at times.)
"Yeah...what about it." he snarls. Just because he's changed in appearance and largely in attitude, that doesn't mean he's over the way he treats people. Cant she get to the point already-
"Geez man, i just wanted to ask if you needed her number." That...was off. Why would she assume that he needed your number?
"Why would you give me her number? Don't you think that as former project partners i would already have her-"
"You're clearly upset about her not being here, so shut up. Either take it or leave it, jackass." she bit back. How did she know? Shinsou has always had a resting bitch face which made it hard to read his emotions. How did she manage to figure it out? (God he was an asshole!)
"Yeah, please....i'm sorry. I could-"
"Please shut the fuck up, i don't want an apology from you. Take it and fix this shit. I hate seeing people mope and you're pretty much dying in a pit here." Togeike really gives no fucks and she was tired of the purple haired boy looking like a kicked puppy. She assumed it had something to do with you. When you started skipping class, Shinsou also started to look upset and wouldn't speak that often. It wasn't like Shinsou was shy, he just didn't see the need to speak all the time. So to see him become even more silent was concerning.)
He left school that day with a skip to his step. He has your number! He has a way of contacting you! Yet, he still knew that having your number wouldn't fix anything. You left him alone and it wouldn't be fair for him to barge back into your life without proving he's improving, that he's actually deserving of you're friendship at least....
The Sports Festival.....
He can prove himself to you there....
Everyone will see it, every student at UA has to be there for credit....you'll have to be there. You'll also have to participate for the start of it, so you'll have to interact with someone.
(This was it)
This was so much fun to write! Lets give this a slow build up to give him proper character development and redemption. The next part will be the Sports Festival and what he plans on doing to get you back. Let's set up that his intention is too for one, make an impression on the school for when he decides to transfer to the Art Course but also to make an impression on you and get you to notice him in a positive light. Our poor incel is trying his best ok....
#bnha#mha#shinso x reader#shinsou#shinsou x reader#my hero academia#mha angst#sad fic#fanfiction#incel shinsou#incelshinso#shinso is a dick#alt#enemies to lovers#shinsou hcs#mha shinsou#bnha shinso hitoshi#shinso hitoshi#my hero academia shinsou#mha headcanons#hitoshi shinsou#shinso x y/n#shinsou x y/n#shinso hitoshi x reader
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