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#I’M SO PROUD OF U DANNY BOY
heartbreakgrill · 7 months
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stiles stilinksi: breakable heaven; pt. 4, “you say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times, we’re not trying.”
a/n: thank you for all of the love! this takes place at the beginning of season 3, but there's some weird things i chose to do. they're in lacrosse season and cross country at the same time to stay relevant to both mine and the show's plot. also, the season only takes place over like three months, so it's gonna seem fast, though that's how it canonically goes. much love, friends!
trigger warning: this is the motel California episode, so a brief mention of unaliving.
tagging: @ariianelle (dm me if you’d like to be tagged! i lose a lot of comments in my notifs <3)
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“can we please play some real music?”
y/n glanced up from her phone, open on the texts between her and danny, to see megan reaching through the front seats, towards the radio. y/n snickered slightly as the drake song switched to a pop station.
leo huffed from the driver’s seat, “baby, we’ve talked about this! driver picks the music!”
“baby,” megan mocked with a silly expression, “i don’t care. i’m not listening to just drake songs for another 5 hours.”
y/n hummed in agreement, “girls rule, boys drool.”
jack scoffed from the passenger seat, “you’re never gonna win that fight, leo.”
megan looked towards her with proud defiance, and offered up her palm for a high five. y/n gave her one, before looking back down to her phone. danny had sent another message.
danny: idk this lower classman looks like he’s about to get hella sick and stiles keep bugging him
y/n: so do you think the bus is gonna stop??? i have to pee soooo badly
danny: lemme ask coach
danny: oh stiles is already asking coach hang on
danny: coach says no
danny: it’s ok if u guys aren’t directly behind us
y/n: no it’s not just that i just don’t wanna be a bother to anybody by having to stop the car. plus leo’s already gonna be in trouble for missing the bus lol
danny: ugh whatever
danny: o fuck lower class man just fucking project uke vomited
danny: see u in a sec lover 😝❤️
the big yellow bus donned with the beacon hills school name across the side of it pulled bumpily into a motel parking lot. the inhabitants cringed from both the poor driving and the lingering smell of puke. unlike the rest of them, stiles sat proudly, with an all-too pleased smile on his expression.
y/n bounced in her seat slightly as leo pulled the car into a parking spot. she peered around in an attempt to find a bathroom area. she would’ve used the bathroom back at the rest stop, but leo thought it would be smart to get ahead of the bus.
now, it looked like they’d all be trapped in some motel that looked straight out of that psycho movie.
megan tapped her shoulder and pointed towards the front office. “let’s go ask the lady in there.”
leo had missed the bus for the cross country meet this morning, and since y/n, jack, and megan were already planning on coming out to support him, they carpooled together. they didn’t always make it out to meets, especially not ones hours from home, but they each had free weekends, and thought it would be fun to tag along.
y/n and megan went off to the bathroom, while leo and jack joined the hoard of students. danny, having just collected the key to his room, spotted two of his friends. they waved him over, and danny happily jogged their way.
stiles glanced over at danny as he went. he recognized jack and leo and peered around for megan, maybe even y/n. she hadnt responded to his text, the one he sent on tuesday, the day after their encounter in the jeep. he apologized for rushing out of there so quickly. but she hadn’t even read it.
scott said something, drawing stiles attention away. they went off to find their room, lydia and allison, isaac and boyd, closely behind them. just as they found the external stairs, y/n and megan came trotting out of the front office.
danny saw his best friend over jack’s shoulder and lit up. “oh, my love!”
y/n grinned and jumped up on the toes of her shoes. “hello, handsome!” she hugged him.
“listen,” leo cut into their moment, pointing over to coach finstock. “i’m gonna go see if coach will get us a room, since i’m supposed to be on that bus anyways.”
megan latched onto his hand, “i’ll come with!”
danny, y/n, and jack waved after them. y/n sighed, and glanced around the crowd of students, who were breaking off into groups. danny followed her gaze and snorted with a smirk.
“what?” she glanced up at him.
“he just went to find his room,” danny pointed towards the stairs behind them. “wanna go say hi?”
y/n waved him off, quickly, antsy on her feet, “no, no. that’s not what we agreed on, remember? i am staying away.”
danny nodded his head, slow, as if he didn’t really believe her. “we’ll see how long that lasts.”
y/n scoffed and punched his shoulder. “i mean it, you ass. mindless sex is the last thing i need right now.”
jack looked up from his phone, “who’s having mindless sex?”
y/n waved him off, “literally nobody.”
“i think you should,” jack shrugged, looking back down at his phone.
she crossed her arms and popped a hip, “excuse me?”
jack glanced back up, “i’m just saying. you spent how long moping over sam. best way to get over someone is to get under somebody else.”
at the mention of sam, y/n usually felt her chest constrict slightly. it happened this time, too, like the trigger of his name blew out all her defenses. but, she recovered quickly.
that had been happening a lot more lately- recovery. he didn’t have as much a hold on her anymore.
danny snickered at jack’s words, “oh, you have no idea-“
y/n shoved danny harshly. “would you two shut the fuck up? my sex life is not public business.”
“of lack, thereof,” jack mumbled to himself.
y/n went to clap back, when megan and leo showed back up with a singular room key. leo held it up between his fingers, and wiggled it, “could only get one, but- room 216.”
“thank god,” jack took the key from leo, “i could use a shower.”
he led the way to the stairs, and megan and leo followed closely behind. y/n started after them, but faltered her steps once she realized. megan would want to sleep with leo, leaving the only other open bed in jack’s name. he’d say it’s not big deal, that they could sleep in the same bed no problem. but, even though they’d been in the same friend group for a few years now, she didn’t trust him all that much.
she turned back to danny, “please, please, please let me stay in your room with you-?”
danny looked down at her, shoulders dropping as he noticed her eyes turn up in a sappy, puppy-dog manner. he rolled his eyes, “of course you can, you don’t have to make that pathetic face. i’m rooming with ethan, but he doesn’t care. let’s go.”
danny called over the new kid and explained the rooming situation to him. he was completely okay with it, and introduced himself to y/n formally. she’d seen him around and heard about him, but this was the first she’d spoken to him. he was friendly enough.
y/n followed danny and ethan up the stairs. they ran into megan, jack, and leo and passed on the rooming news to them. then, just as they began moving along, the door beside them popped open. scott and stiles piled out.
y/n, frivolous and non-confrontational, did a two-step around ethan, slotting herself beside danny and the railing. stiles didn’t pay enough attention to anything, but he smelled her shampoo linger through the air. stiles looked over just quick enough to watch her disappear into the room beside his and scott’s.
this was going to be a long night.
luckily, danny had an extra pair of boxers for y/n to wear as makeshift pajama bottoms. the two boys, sweaty and tired from the bus ride in, took turns showering, while y/n scrolled mindlessly through the television. afterwards, ethan and danny made themselves comfy on the other bed. they were in a similar situation as y/n and stiles- sleeping together, with the agreement that feelings wouldn’t get involved. tale as old as time.
“man, i wish we had snacks. i’m starving,” danny pointed out as he pulled the covers over his legs. ethan sat a few feet from his left shoulder, as if they were trying to keep distance between them.
but, y/n wasn’t stupid- she recognized the tension between them. she knew it all too well. she knew danny wanted to hold ethan’s hand, knew ethan’s darting eyes lingered on danny’s lips- more than once. while ethan started their movie, she came up with the idea to give them a few moments alone. she’d read enough romance books to know the trope- one of them would break eventually.
“i saw a vending machine,” y/n recalled, sitting up in the bed, “i’ll go grab some stuff.”
she collected her purse from the floor and the room key from danny’s bedside table, before her friend could protest. she passed danny a knowing look as she slipped out the door. she wriggled her eyebrows in delight. danny rolled his eyes, though he was blushing, and the tiniest smile cracked his lips.
y/n’s tennis shoes creaked against the floor of the balcony. the motel was obviously old, with rusted corners. it had the faint smells of dust bunnies and moth balls whipping through the air. the sun had set since the start of their movie, and it made the already creepy setting a little more chilling. it was comforting that she saw a few of her classmates, moving between rooms, hanging out on the balcony. but, even though there were plenty of people, the motel had a way of making her feel felt deserted, distant from the rest of the world.
she turned the corner and finally saw the vending machine, tucked into the corner with the ice. she spent a few minutes picking out a few different things, and even managed to stretch out the time by popping open a bag of m&m’s. she checked her phone and saw that ten minutes had finally passed. y/n felt she could return now. if they hadn’t confessed their love for each other, hopefully they’d at least kissed or something.
y/n slid the key into the door handle, hitting it loudly against the metal in order to make danny and ethan aware of her return. she slowly, surely, opened the door. much to her surprise- and delight- she was met with the sight of way too much bare ass skin.
y/n slammed the door closed, eyes squeezed shut, a little scarred from whoever’s ass she had just seen. shuffling could be heard from the other side of the door, and she assumed danny and ethan were sorting themselves out. but, she felt bad, cockblocking them, so she called out, “hey, don’t even worry about it. i’m gonna go ask lydia if she has makeup wipes. you two…have loads of fun!”
y/n huffed out a breath. her hand fell off the door knob, and she looked around. lydia was just two doors down. she remembered seeing the redhead with allison, when they went inside their room earlier. but, she couldn’t remember if it was the door right next to theirs, or the one after it.
she wasn’t really sure.
all she did know was that stiles and scott were behind one of those two doors. and with her luck…
y/n opted for just sitting on one of the chairs in front of danny’s room. she pulled up a book on her phone. danny would text her, or even come and find her, once he was done doing whatever it is he was doing.
it was taking all her willpower to ignore stiles. the fact that she even missed him as much as she did was a red flag on the entire situation. she tried to convince herself that she didn’t miss him, but his lips, his words, his ability to draw out of her a feeling she’d never really known.
but thinking like that made it worse.
y/n occupied her mind with a few pages in her book. but, as she turned another chapter, she heard a a couple pairs of feet scuttle up the stairs. two voices she recognized were speaking in hushed whispers, anxiety setting their tones. y/n looked up from her phone, flushing a little when she saw stiles’ face in the dim light of the motel balcony. they were coming her way.
she tucked her chin into her chest, eyes glued to her phone, hoping they wouldn’t be paying enough attention to notice her. her chest was tight. she felt tingly.
that luck of hers…
“y/n? hey, hey, what’re you doing here?” stiles pushed past scott, squatting to his knees before her. his hand came to rest on her knee, his touch soft and warm.
y/n didn’t realize how cold she was, in just her tank top that she wore and the boxer’s she borrowed from danny. she shivered, brows drawing together in concern. “what?”
stiles sounded worried, a little scared, like there was something really wrong. his eyes fluttered around her, over his shoulder towards scott. the latter boy’s hair was wet, and y/n glanced out to the parking lot to see if it was raining. the wind whipped towards them, and the smell of gasoline prickled her nose. she looked back at scott, tilting her head. was he covered in gasoline?
stiles squeezed her knee, “what room are you in? you need to get inside, here, cmon.” he grabbed onto her hand, entwined his fingers with hers like it was habitual. pulled her to her feet.
“what’re you talking about?” y/n furrowed her brows, squeezing onto his hand.
scott spoke this time, “it’s, uh- we saw an animal or something weird in the parking lot. like, a mountain lion or-“ he exchanged a confused look with stiles, like neither were sure of his testimony, “or something.”
y/n shivered, again, fear from all of the animal attacks that plagued beacon hills settling on her skin in the form of goosebumps. stiles noticed and he quickly shrugged his coat off. he slid it around her easily, “what room are you in?”
“d-danny’s,” she stepped closer to him, grabbed his hand again. she pointed to the room in front of them. “we need to tell coach. what if it-“
“danny and ethan’s?” stiles clarified as he cut her off. she nodded, words falling from her lips.
scott and stiles shared a look, and the latter boy shook his head. “why don’t you come hang out with us for a bit? we can watch a movie or something?” scott offered.
y/n shrugged, “i guess. i’ll text danny and let him know. hey, we should really-“
“it’s okay,” stiles led her into their room, and scott followed.
she slipped out of her shoes and sat, warily, on the edge of one of their beds. stiles peeked out through the blinds, on guard from whatever was out there. y/n felt there was more to the situation than either of them was going to let on. being in such close corners with scott now- the gasoline was so thick in the air. but, the mountain lion story alone was enough to freak her out.
and, she didn’t know if she needed or even wanted to know anything more. weird things always seemed to happen in this town. she didn’t need a reason to have a panic attack.
scott got a text. he quickly pulled out his phone. the abrupt end of the silence lingering in the room made y/n jump slightly.
stiles reared his head towards his friend, “what? what is it?”
scott’s eyes glanced over to y/n, who was staring blankly at the floor. her knee bounced up and down, and she hugged her arms around herself. “um,” scott was coming up with an excuse, “i’m just gonna go check on allison and lydia.”
he opened the door to leave, and y/n shot up from the bed. “be careful! you really should go tell coach, too.”
scott nodded, “yeah, sure.” he slipped out of the room.
stiles turned to y/n, fidgeting with his hands. he stepped towards her, concern laced in his tired eyes, “hey, you okay?”
y/n always noticed how tired he always was. but, tonight, it seemed he was more so.
she stepped a little closer to him, examining his gaze intently, “i’m fine. just a little- a little freaked out. the animal attacks in this town are no joke.”
“yeah, tell me about it,” stiles mumbled. he was shaken up from the events taking place this evening- his friends possessed by some deadly energy, scott’s near suicide. but, he forced on a strong front. y/n needed his comfort and security, no matter how many texts from him she hadn’t answered.
y/n watched his stare fall to the floor, and he faded out a little. she touched his forearm, grounding him back to earth. he met her eye. she frowned, “are you okay?”
“yeah, yeah,” he waved her off, “just…tired, ya know. long day.”
“why don’t you lay down?” y/n offered. she tightened her grip on his arm, moving it up to his elbow.
his breath hitched. he missed her touch like water. , now it was flooding him.
he nodded and stepped towards the bed. “will you- lay with me?” he thought over his own words, and quickly tried to make it seem less romantic, “in, like, a not weird way? i don’t know- nevermind.”
“yeah, stiles,” y/n brushed his words off, “i can lay with you. in a not weird way. friends can…friends can cuddle.”
he ignored the way that word stabbed his chest, and led them to the bed. stiles slid off his shoes, pushed back the covers, and fell into the bed. he lay on his back and held open his arm for her. she slotted herself into his side.
it was warm. comfortable.
both of them fell asleep within minutes.
a week passed, and neither of them mentioned that night.
they didn’t talk about it when they had sex in the stiles’ jeep, after the meet. they didn’t talk about it the next day at her house, when they had sex, again. or, any of the three other times they had sex.
they didn’t talk about the fact that neither of them had slept that well in months. they didn’t talk about the fact that y/n clutched onto stiles’ like he’d leave with one wrong breath.
and they especially didn’t talk about the fact that stiles kissed y/n’s forehead before he drifted off.
and told her, “thank you.”
y/n didn’t want to tell danny. so, she didn’t.
but, he knew her better than anybody, so he caught onto the fact that she had, at the very least, been sleeping with stiles ago.
according to danny, she had a, “glow about her.”
y/n shoved his shoulder, hitting her palm off of his uniform pads. she hissed at the pain and held her wrist limply in her other hand.
“that’s what you get for being a whore,” danny joked, poking her side.
she winced at the touch. “ouch! you’re a dick.”
“you’re gonna turn into one!” danny turned back to his locker, rummaging around for the rest of his gear.
y/n crossed her arms over her chest. she was wearing danny’s jersey again for the game. “and what about it?”
“nothing! there’s literally nothing wrong with it,” danny shrugged. he pulled his glove from the top of his locker and turned around, pointing it at her. “i just know you.”
y/n knew what that meant. she knew why danny was concerned. she knew herself, too. she knew how these things ended.
but she was choosing not to care.
“whatever,” she pushed the glove away from her face, “just- good luck on your game, asshole.”
she gave danny a tight hug before heading towards the exit. there were a few other players still in there, getting dressed, chatting about the plays for the game.
she spotted stiles at his locker. he met her eye and grinned. a blush adorned her cheeks. she waved.
y/n was about to open the door when stiles came bounding up behind her. he held it open for her, leaning over to do so, and his face ended up right beside hers.
“hey,” he sounded breathless.
y/n smiled, “how are you?”
they hadn’t seen each other since wednesday. y/n had a few projects for school, and work, so her schedule was jam packed. stiles missed her like crazy, but of course, he couldn’t really say that.
“good,” he nodded.
they moved out into the hallway as they spoke. the door fell shut behind them.
“listen,” stiles went to say, as y/n said, “sorry.”
“go ahead,” they spoke over each other.
“sorry,” y/n laughed. she brushed hair back from her face.
stiles’ drew his eyes over her skin, which was painted with white and red dots around her eyes. “your makeup looks pretty,” he found himself saying.
y/n touched her cheek, insecurely, “oh, thank you.”
stiles, caught up in the moment, gently pulled her hand from her face. he dropped it to her side and then moved his touch to her chin. he drew her eyes to his, arching her face upwards. y/n’s breath caught in her throat.
“what do i get if i win?” stiles found himself saying, a devilish grin on his face.
y/n was astounded by how good stiles had gotten at all this- the foreplay, the teasing, the things he’d say to her. he was an insecure, neurotic, freak most of the time. but, beneath the sheets, he’d learned control, confidence, power. it inspired security within her, positive self consciousness in her body, her movement.
and, though this made her face beat red, she smiled slightly. y/n wrapped her arms around his shoulders, entangling her fingers in his hair, and she pressed her lips into his. stiles nearly melted at her touch, curving his body into hers. y/n felt his dick harden against her thigh. she held back a grin.
and she pulled away.
“you’ve gotta win first,” she shrugged, pretending she was innocent to everything.
she began walking away, proud. stiles groaned in response and watched her hips, intently.
“you are such a tease!” she shrugged again, not even glancing back. not until he called out, “hey!”
she looked back at him, “what?”
“you look cute in that jersey, by the way.”
he winked at her before disappearing inside the locker room.
y/n faltered slightly. the moment sunk into her skin.
oh, no.
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parasytte · 1 year
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i honestly to god love roblox idc that it’s a kids game i will ALWAYS be a proud robloxian.
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xoxoxo para plz remember me when you’re at the red carpet !
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lookismaddict · 1 year
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Lookism Chapter 433 Memes/Thoughts I Have:
(SPOILERS !!! I don’t own any of the Lookism panels and the translations. Only the memes that I made.)
I’m sorry for posting this SUPER LATE!! With school and all of that now occupying my schedule, these might be uploaded every week around this time. 😓 I apologize in advance. 🙏🏽 BUT AYO. LETS GET IT, LETS GET IT, LETS GET ITTTTT!!! So last chapter, when Daniel’s mom heard that Daniel was looking for Jinyeong Park, she reacted like this:
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And everybody was like, “Whaaaaaaat? Why she do dat?” 🤔 Well, everybody grab your popcorn because we gon LEARN TODAY-
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WOOF, WOOF, WOOF!!! BARK, BARK, BARK!!! AWWWOOOOOOOOGAH!!!!!! *ahem* Sorry everybody, just lost control for a second there. Brain malfunctioning, and whatnot. I guess PTJ wanted to add James Lee into the Bathrobe Club or something.
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AWWOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Got me howling and shit. 🗣🗣🗣
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Pleeeeease tell us Mama Park. WE NEED TO KNOW!!! 😩👏🏽👏🏽👏🏽
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Awww this broke my heart. 💔 Whatever happened with Jinyeong must’ve been painful for her to bear the past like that.
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Oh wow. So now we get a dad reveal of Daniel's father? Nah, sorry. They don't look related to me. There also could have been some sort of issue here. Like, Jinyeong used to be Daniel's dad's best friend. And Daniel's dad might have had some sort of issue with fertility or something, so he decided to ask Jinyeong to donate sperm because he sees him as his brother...? Idk man. That's just my theory...
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Ah, so THAT'S what happened to Daniel's dad. Ok, ok, that makes sense that his mom would raise him on his own all this time. But, I really want to know how his mom got to such a state that she has to collect cardboard boxes just to provide for her son...
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IDK DANIEL, THERE COULD BE A POSSIBILITY THAT JINYEONG COULD BE YOUR BIOLOGICAL DA- ... My theory is so far-fetched. 💀💀💀💀 THIS AIN'T IT.
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AYOOOOOOO. CALLED IT. (not the sperm donor part) BUT THEY MUST'VE BEEN BESTIES!!! 😳
AHHHHHHHHH JAKE IS BACK!!!! But ik he isn't ok emotionally. This guy going through a lot. 😔
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NOOOOOOOO. BABY BOY, DON'T BEAT YOURSELF UP OVER IT. IT ISN'T YOUR FAULT!!! It was unfortunate that they got caught, but you really didn't intentionally lead them to that situation. It just so happens that they got captured. 😭
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YESSSSS GO SAVE THEM JAKE!!!! GOOOOOOO!!!
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YES YOU CAN!!!! JAKE, I BELIEVE IN YOU. 😤👍🏽
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Oooooo who will it be? 👀
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Ohhhh dang. It's another person from the 0 Gen. 😳 I wonder what his role was in Gapryong's Dragon Fist gang. But I stg. If this man backstabs Jake after telling him that he's indebted to his dad...
*WARNING: O F F E N S I V E M E M E*
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Sorry, but this is what I imagined in my head. 😬
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Athlete's Foot is back. 😭 Also, I can't wait to see his family's reaction to his new self. 😎
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HE'S SO CUTE HERE!!! AHHHHHHHHH DANNY BOY SUPREMACY!!! ❤️❤️❤️
Ohhhh boy, and they're back at it again... 💀💀💀
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OMGGGGGGG HERE IT IS!!!! (forget all of them snickering about Daniel, I just wanna see their reactions 😈)
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HAHAHAHAHAHA YESSSSSS. BOW DOWN, AND BEHOLD, PEASANTS!!! 😤😤😤 /j
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It really do be like that.
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I love how proud Mama Park is of Daniel because he has matured so much. Just like I mentioned in the previous chapter, his character growth really is something else. So proud of him! 💖
Whew, it's Grandma's turn...
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I'm sorry guys, I had to squeeze all of these panels all in somehow. 😅 But DAMN. HOW DID THIS TURN FROM 0 TO 100 REAL QUICK??? It went from happy family bonding to THE CONJURING AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. WTHHHH. 💀💀💀💀💀💀 (Tbh this gave me flashbacks to the Cult Arc ngl)
And Grandma got some beef with Jinyeong Park. SHE SAID, "CATCH MY HANDS, YOU BASTARD!!!" BUT HEY, SHE MAY BE OLD BUT SHE CAN STILL THROW 'EM. 😤👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽👊🏽 TBH I FOUND THIS SCENE HILARIOUS FOR SOME REASON BECAUSE OF HOW UNEXPECTED SHE REACTED ALL OF A SUDDEN. She always seemed like the calmest old lady ever, but I guess this scene switched it up a bit. A COMPLETE 180° LMAO. EXCITED FOR GRANDMA PARK TO TUSSLE AHAHAHAHAHA (That was a joke. 💀 If she does end up doing it, then I'm afraid that she might hurt her back.) But I hope they DO explain what Jinyeong's deal is.
Overall, I'm VERY sorry that this is really late, and for the lack of memes again. 😭😭😭 I hope y'all will still look forward to these, and I'll try to upload the next review for the upcoming chapter sooner. ❤️
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aesthetiicly · 3 years
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mmmm yes finally got my hard signed copy of you will get through this night by the queen herself “DuA” (Lipa)!!! 😩😩
in all seriousness i can’t wait to read it!! endlessly proud of u @danielhowell 🤍
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horror-thot · 2 years
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@demetriandelibinaryboyfriends : *shares a prompt list*
Me: it’s free real estate
Broken ribs
In retrospect is Demetri should’ve stuck to his guns, jumping off a building is one of the dumbest things you could do. But Samantha made it look so cool and he wanted more than anything to brag to Hawk about how badass he was. He did the math, he had hight on his side but At the last second his leg rolled and he started pummelling towards the ground.
This is how I die he thought mid shriek.
“Fuck” sensei Lawrence muttered, although quiet he could hear the panic in his voice
Next thing he knew he felt a crunch and heard Lawrence yell at everyone to get out. Then it went black.
-
He woke up in a hospital bed both sensei’s and half of eagle fang and Miyagi. His eyes found Hawks who was sitting in a chair beside him. Through a pained breath he muttered
“What happened?”
“You broke two ribs dude”
Hawk put his hand on his arm and it burned where he touched him. He felt his heart swell being able to see his face again.
“I thought I was gonna die”
Hawk smiled nervously
“Well you didn’t”
Demetri smiled at that.
“Listen Demetri, I’m really sorry. I was sure that mattress would break your fall”
Danny eyed him with that incredulous look he kept for johnny
“I think that’s enough from you today, we should let the boy rest.”
And soon enough both sensei’s where out of the room
“Welp, There goes my massive plans for winning the all valley” Demetri joked but Hawk just smiled and leaned over and kissed his cheek sliding his hand down to link fingers.
“You wish” he smiled softly.
Demetri chuckled.
“Would’ve been so badass if I made it though yeah? You’d be real proud. Sam did it and she looked so cool.”
“I always think you’re badass, you’re braver than me”
“Bullshit. Says mister kick your face in Hawk, mister swim in a cement mixer Eli” Demetri laughed,
“I’m being serious” hawk squeezed his hand, “when you kissed me that day I thought I might die because you where kissing me and I was in love with you, I never would’ve been able to do that, or even tell you how I felt. Everything about you has always been so head fast and sure. Me? I’m just faking it till I make it.”
Their faces where close and Hawk was not breaking eye contact which demetri noticed because Eli had always had problems with eye contact,
“Did you make it?”
“Yeah” Hawk breathed, smiling.
Demetri broke the moment by pulling away intent on a witty remark,
“By the way… ‘dude’?”
Hawk blushed embarrassed gripping his fingers tighter,
“Well you know this is all kinda new and we haven’t really had ‘the talk’ about telling everyone and I didn’t wanna out you u know?”
Demetri laughed, a real genuine one that lifted his ears. He supposed they hadn’t really caught up on everything between movie marathon sleepovers to cobra Kai and the great betrayal of the arcade.
“Everyone knows I’m gay”
“Oh ok” he replied softly, the Hawk mask completely gone the moment it was just them two.
“But seriously ‘dude’?” Demetri teased, hawk just looked down and started absent-mindedly playing with their fingers.,
“Yeah haha just… just don’t scare me like that again”
“Hey Eli?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you”
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latedawnwriting · 3 years
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hello! if you’re taking requests, maybe could we have a head cannon of the greta van fleet boys reaction to having a plus size reader who’s insecure? i was trying to pick one of them, but i can’t make up my mind! (its also totally fine if you pick one of them to do!)
regardless of if you write this or not, thank you for your time! ❤️
Thank u so much for the request! I'm a plus size woman so this was just perfect for me to write, I think. I tried to write this as good as I possibly can. Please let me know if you like it.
Lots of love <3,
Jules
The boys reacting to a plus size reader who's insecure
Warnings: none, I think
Josh
-Josh is our little sunshine and always tries to make everyone feel better
- He loves everything about you so it hurts him deeply to see you being insecure about your body.
-He loves to cuddle you at night, because your body is so warm and soft.
- What he finds attractive in you is the curves of your body. He admires that your hips and breasts are bigger and to him you look goddess-like.
-He’ll compliment your looks on any given occasion, especially if you wear some tight clothes
- “Mama,please don’t look at those mean comments, your body is literally perfect just the way it is”
- Josh will show off his girlfriend to literally EVERYONE, he’s a very proud boyfriend
-”Hey, look at her, isn’t she just perfect?” you blush madly every time he does that.
Jake
- I feel like Jake is very protective of his significant other, but also takes your insecurities very seriously
- He makes it his mission to show you that your body is just perfect for him
- He’ll compliment the way you look in just about anything (even pyjamas)
- “You’re just the perfect size for me sweetheart”
- You don’t really believe him, but the look he gives you is pure admiration and love
-”But I’m so big and ugly and your body is so beautiful, you’re so handsome”
- “I actually love that your body has curves, it suits you so well. World would be boring if everybody just looked the same”
- He’ll listen to all the things that bother you then will to find a way to help you
Sam
- I feel like Sam would be a little oblivious to your insecurities at the beginning
-He’s very cuddly partner who loves affection so when you start to distance yourself from him (because you’re so anxious about the way you look), he then realizes that something’s not quite right
- You have a very long conversation about this, he tries to listen carefully and be very understanding
- He keeps you close just to let you know that he’s there for you
- “You’re the most important person to me and everything is literally perfect in you”
- I think like he’ll be even more affectionate after the conversation and be more mindful of your well being
Danny
- This boy is LITERALLY the sweetest boyfriend ever, always trying to make sure that his significant other is happy and feeling good
- I think he’s very attentive in a relationship, so he would know that you’re not feeling right without asking you
- Will try to make you feel comfortable with talking about your insecurities
- very supportive
- He loves the way you look,he’ll show it to you on any given opportunity
- “You look so cute in this dress, I love the way it hugs your body”
- You're blushing like a madman
~REQUESTS are open~
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godlygreta · 3 years
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chapter two | fuck buddies.
title | dazed and confused
summary | the boys are finally done with tour! however, they still had some work to do. on a two week getaway to a cabin in northern wisconsin, the boys were writing music for the new album. to keep them company, they invite you, along with joy and mackenzi. the first week is an interesting one.
warnings | 18+, lots of teasing, mentions of sex, sex flashbacks, drugs, alcohol.
word count | 7.7k
author’s note | GOD i had so much fun writing this chapter. it was a fucking blast. and i kept getting giddy about parts i was writing. i’m actually super duper proud of this one. i hope you all enjoy this as much as i enjoyed writing it :) also i didn’t edit it at all, but trust that it’s a goodie
thank you @garbagevanfleet for being the coolest and reading it and leaving the sweetest comments before i published this. i love u longtime bestie <3
song of the chapter | dazed and confused, led zeppelin
❝sweet little baby, i want you again / been dazed and confused for so long, it’s not true / wanted a woman, never bargained for you❞
Thank God for some fucking time off.” Jake’s voice rang through your apartment as he sat himself down on your couch. Body sprawled out and propped up against the throw pillows, left foot hanging off the arm, right foot on the ground. “I love touring, don’t get me wrong, but holy hell it’s nice to have to do absolutely nothing.”
“I bet!” You yelled from inside your bedroom, suitcase on the bed as you finished packing. You heard his footsteps tread their way into your room before he landed on your bed. “Anything in particular you’re most excited for?”
“Going hiking around the cabin we’re staying at. And swimming too.” He shoved a piece of his hair behind his ear before chuckling lightly. You turned around, facing him instead of your dresser. He held up a pair of your underwear, “Packing these for me?”
“No,” you ripped them from his hand and put them back into your suitcase. “I don’t pick what I wear based on whether or not you’ll like it, Kiszka. You’ll like anything I put on because you get to take it off of me.”
“You’re not wrong.” He spoke after a moment, he was stunned by how cocky you had gotten. Since the last time Jake was in your bed, you had hooked up with Jake a couple more times. The bathroom in a bar you two had gone to, the backseat of your car after going hiking, a quickie before one of their last shows in Michigan.
“You should know by now, I’m never wrong, Jakey.” You pushed his head and he overdramatically fell back onto your bed. You rolled your eyes and threw a pair of sandals on top of all of your clothes. You zipped up your suitcase and put it on the ground before joining him on the bed. Your bodies weren’t touching, but the comfort of knowing he was there kept you complacent.
While the boys had time off, they still technically needed to work. The next two weeks would be spent at a cabin in northern Wisconsin writing music for the new album. The boys would go, bringing Danny’s girlfriend, Mackenzi, as well as Joy, who was Sam’s girlfriend. The drive there would be split between two cars, Danny and Sam and their girlfriends in one car. You, Jake and Josh in the other.
You loaded up the car, throwing the three of your suitcases into the trunk before you noticed neither of them bothered to buy snacks. “Are you two just stupid or absent-minded?”
“We can stop and get them quick. We have like… 20 minutes before Danny and Mackenzi wanted to leave.” Josh spoke, scratching the back of his head. Jake just stood there like you had no idea what you were talking about.
“I’ll call them, let them know we’re gonna be a tad late.” You sighed, pulling up Joy’s contact. The phone rang, her voice came through, laughing slightly. “Hey, Joy, the twins and I are gonna be a tad late to the meeting spot. Somebody forgot to buy snacks and drinks for the ride.”
“Don’t look at me!” Josh spoke, throwing his hands in the air.
“You’re fine! Don’t worry about it. Just let us know when you guys are on the way to the spot.” She spoke, you could hear Sam and Danny in the background, Danny getting money from Sam.
“Did they seriously bet on us being late?” You asked, not entirely surprised, they were always late. Always.
“They definitely did, and Danny definitely made $20 just now.” You rolled your eyes, chuckling slightly at their boyish antics. The next two weeks were definitely going to be filled with lots of them.
You drove to the closest grocery store, letting the twins go inside to get food and drinks. Within ten minutes, you figured that might not have been the best idea. While the boys were 24, they still acted and ate as if they were 17. The only difference was the legal ability to drink alcohol in public areas, otherwise not much about them had entirely changed in that nature.
You had already guessed that the drive there was going to be interesting considering Jake and Josh’s ADHD. What you had never bargained for was being the only one who had any sense of being there in a timely fashion. The twins were so “go with the flow” it almost made you angry. You wished for even a taste of that. In some ways, you had that taste without even realizing it.
Josh laid down in the backseat, slightly curled in the fetal position. You had all decided when you would be driving, Josh driving after Jake, which is why he decided on sleeping until then. You were sitting passenger and in charge of the music as Jake drove behind Danny. The ride was filled with the sweet serene voices of Stevie Nicks, Janis Joplin and you even sprinkled in some of Mama Cass.
When their rotation of songs ended, you switched to Hozier. It always calmed you, Hozier’s voice filling the car. His voice was so gentle, yet so powerful. It was the opposite of Josh’s in the gentle sense. His voice was always filled with so much power, it dripped with so much purpose. “Do you have any Muddy Waters in that playlist of yours?”
“Get an attitude with me and I’ll play bubblegum pop the rest of the way there, Kiszka.” You quipped back, smirking as you read through the pages of the book you brought with. “I’m kidding, give it some time. I had to cultivate music for all three of us, not just you.”
“You’d think I’d get special treatment.” Jake half pouted, brows furrowed, taking a drink out of his cup of water.
“And what makes you think that?” You looked over at him, leaving your index finger in your book, fixing yourself in the passenger seat.
“I mean, I should get special treatment because we’re fucking. I can easily pull out of this and you’ll no longer have the best sex of your life.” You let out a loud laugh, instantly throwing a hand over your mouth. You looked to the backseat to see Josh stir slightly, but never fully waking up. “Why’re you laughing?”
“You think that you’re the best sex I’ve ever had. It’s cute.” You were totally sporting a shit-eating grin. You were completely joking, you knew he was the best you had ever had, as did he.
“I’d put money on that, Y/N. I know sure as shit I’m the best that you’ve had.” You didn’t say anything, you couldn’t even think of a smartass answer to that, until you actually thought of something. It wasn’t smart-assy, but it was definitely bold.
You reached over the center console of the car, and the book fell onto the floor. Your hand found its way onto his jeans, right over where his cock was sitting. His breath caught in his throat, your lips found their way to his ear, chuckling very lightly, sending shivers down his spine. With every word, your lips brushed against the cartilage of his ear,  “I may not be your best, but I’m definitely your favorite.” 
When she regained her place in the passenger’s seat, the rest of the car ride held a similar tone. The vibe turned into something heavy, every stolen glance dripped in temptation and tease. You had gone into the backseat, hands tucked underneath your head as you drifted off to sleep. You never did well in the backseat, motion sickness bothered you unless you were unconscious or in the front seat. Jake and Josh would be switching positions soon, as would Danny and Sam.
You stopped at a rest stop somewhere in southern Wisconsin, the restroom was absolutely needed. Jake woke you up, shaking you slightly as he told you where you were. “You don’t have to get out if you don’t need to, but the boys and I needed to stretch our legs. Mackenzi and Joy, too.”
“No,” you said, sleep laced your voice. “I wanna stretch my legs. And I should probably pee.”
Jake helped you out of the car, your body still slightly asleep. You walked over towards the women’s restroom, seeing the girls there already. “How’s the ride in your car?”
“Fine. Josh slept most of the way here, we switched like an hour ago maybe? Hour and a half? They were talking about the new album when I fell asleep.” You walked into one of the available stalls, using the bathroom as quickly as you possibly could. “What about you guys?”
“It’s Danny and Sam, they talk about the most random shit. We kinda just talked about where we’ll be for the next couple months in terms of work.” You washed your hands before leaving the stalls, you and the girls talking about how excited you were to be able to go with them to Wisconsin.
“There’s not really much of anything out here except a fuck ton of lakes. It can be pretty sometimes, but when you’re from here, it’s not really much of anything.”
“You’re from here?” Sam asked, overhearing your conversation. The other boys joined around.
“Yeah. My mom and I moved when we got sick of everybody talking about her divorce from my dad. We went from one small ass town, to a slightly bigger small town in a different state.” You made it sound like a joke, but it wasn’t. The small town you were from had barely any population whatsoever. It was a small, quiet, Midwest town. They all looked the same, except drama traveled faster the smaller the town. Nobody had let your family live down the divorce, they brought it up almost any chance they really could get. They blamed your poor grades on not having the attention and love of two parents in the household. That wasn’t the case, you just didn’t like doing your homework at that point.
A few more minutes of being on your two feet and you were back in the car with the twins. You tried your hardest to keep awake, seeing if your motion sickness would miraculously decide to dispel for the rest of the trip, but it didn’t. For the remaining three and a half hours, you napped on and off. Anytime you woke up, you checked what time it was on your phone and went right back to sleep.
The next time you opened your eyes, you were driving down a gravel road, dust following behind the car. You looked around, seeing all the trees that (you assumed) lined the property line. Your breath was taken aback. You were shocked. Sure, Wisconsin could be beautiful, but being able to actually witness the beauty with your own eyes? Another level of appreciation. Plus, you hadn’t been back to Wisconsin since you were 12, everything looked a tad different, at the same time it looked and felt the same. Josh’s voice was the first thing to be heard since the engine of the car turned off. “Here we are.”
“Holy shit.” Jake spoke up, looking around and noticing all the land they really had at their fingertips. You could tell he was excited, there was a sort of childish excitement glow about him. The last time you had really seen it in person was when you, the twins and Sam had found a lake just outside Frankenmuth, on the other side of town. “So, we’re definitely going to have a fire tonight and I’m fuckin’ building it.”
“Guys, the bags!” You yelled, but Jake and Josh were already heading towards the forest, talk of the fire being discussed. Jake and Josh had always fought over who was going to make the fires, it was a given. Josh was a little pyromaniac, and Jake just liked showing off his Boy Scout skills. Sure, Josh had also been in Boy Scouts, but Jake actually took away most of the learning. Josh had quite honestly forgotten most of it. He just liked lighting shit on fire.
You rolled your eyes as you grabbed both Josh and Jake’s suitcases out of the car, attempting to roll all three of them towards the cabin. After realizing it wasn’t going to work, you decided to abandon yours and take the twins’ inside first. They still weren’t back after you came to grab yours. You didn’t ever assume they were dead when it had been a while since you’d seen them, but you always did assume they were getting into some sort of trouble. “There’s only four rooms, so unless you want to sleep on the couch, you better take one of those rooms. Or share it with one of them, I don’t really care.”
“I’ll just share it with Jake. He’s more clean than Josh.” You took your bag into the room you had set Jake’s suitcase in. You began to slightly unpack, putting most of your belongings into the top two drawers in the bedroom. You didn’t bother with Jake’s stuff. You figure if he really cared he’d do it himself eventually.
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When the sun had finally settled below the horizon, Danny and Sam had already gone to the store to buy food to make for the evening. You, Joy and Mackenzi had already found a lake a few minutes walk from the cabin. “We should go swimming tonight.”
“We definitely should. How about after the fire tonight?” You offered, slipping off your shoes and putting your feet in the water. It was nice and warm, as to be expected during the hot weeks of August in Wisconsin. “The water will still be warm enough.”
“Great idea. Food, fire, lakeside fun.” Mackenzi spoke, following behind you in the water.
“That’s a lot of ‘F’s,” Joy joked, “But I think we should add ‘fucking’ in there.”
“Goddamnit it, Joy. Just cause you and Sam are horn dogs doesn’t mean the rest of us are.” The three of you erupted into laughter, you sent a splash of water Joy’s way.
“Speak for yourself, Y/N. Danny has a very… high sex drive.” You figured that the thoughts that went through Mackenzi’s mind were just as Rated R as yours were.
“Stoooooop. Don’t put those images inside my head, Mack. I don’t need to be thinking about you and Danny having sex.” You shook your head, trying to fill your mind with different images. You had known Danny since middle school, you didn’t need to think of him and his girlfriend having sex.
“Then tell us about your sex life, get revenge on us.” Joy spoke, the three of you standing in the water.
“You just wanna hear about me naked. It’s okay, Joy, Sam will understand if you leave him for me.” You wrapped your arms around Joy and pretended to lean in for a kiss, but she actually kissed you. It was quick, but out of the blue and made you squeal and the three of you erupt into laughter yet again.
After deciding on going back to wherever the boys were, you and Joy didn’t stop making jokes about it all night. Sam was heavily confused, Danny didn’t really care, Josh poked his own amount of fun and Jake kept his comments to himself, but thought it was funny. Joy stood in between Sam’s legs where he sat on the bar stool in the kitchen, “What did you boys make us for dinner, Chef Danny and Chef Sam?”
“Danny cooked some steaks up on the grill outside, I made a beautiful loaded potato soup, if I do say so myself.” She kissed him on the nose, Mackenzi settling down by Dan, the twins sitting down as you stood. There weren't any other stools, but you didn’t mind. After the long car ride, standing felt good to your legs.
“We wanted to go swimming after the fire tonight, that sound good to you boys?” Mackenzi asked, slipping a strand of hair behind Danny’s ear. They all nodded, everybody diving into their food.
Danny and Sam were excellent cooks, both of their dishes tasted absolutely amazing. While eating, you looked over towards Jake, who was deep in conversation with Sam and Joy, you weren’t really aware of what they were saying. You just watched the way Jake’s lips moved, mind wandering to the distant memories of them placed over various parts of your body. 
“You really just had to fucking dress like that tonight, huh?” He asked, your ass propped up on the bathroom sink, underwear ripped, yet somehow still wrapped around your ankle by the tops of your boot. Your nails dug into his shoulders, your grip wasn’t as good as you would have preferred it, his shirt getting in the way of leaving crescent shaped marks. His grip on your hips was so tight, not even your skirt could protect them from the bruises his fingertips would leave. “God, it’s like you wanted me to fuck you hard in this bathroom.”
“Mhm,” you spoke, barely able to formulate words with how rough he was surprisingly being. “Even wore this tiny skirt just so you could fuck me easier.”
“Oh fuck,” he groaned, slamming into you even harder if that was possible. You were thankful at that moment that the door was locked. Or at least you hoped it was. But if you were being honest with yourself, you truly did not give a single shit about who would walk into that bathroom and see the two of you like that. All the pleasure you were feeling had made you absolutely shameless.
You got goosebumps, shivering slightly from the memory. “You cold, Y/N? We can turn down the AC.”
“Thanks, Josh, but I’m alright.” You smiled up at him, you figured he must have caught you staring, so you engaged in conversation with Danny, Mack, and Josh. You really couldn’t even focus then. You put down your plate and excused yourself. Once safely into the bathroom, you splashed cold water on your face, looking into the mirror. You heard a soft knock on the door, “Just a minute.”
“What were you thinking about during dinner, Y/N?” You opened the door to find Jake standing there. He leaned against the frame as he spoke.
“Nothing.” You pushed past him, but you didn’t get very far. His hand wrapped around your wrist and you somehow spun into him. This wasn’t a fucking movie, but holy shit that was smooth.
“You were thinking about something.. About someone. Were you thinking about me?” Was it really that easy, or was he just being a cocky asshole? That question would go unanswered in your mind. It disappeared the second Jake had you pinned against the wall in the hallway. “You can just tell me, Y/N, and I’ll take you anywhere in this house.”
“Jake,” you spoke, looking up at him through your eyelashes. His familiar, sly smirk rose to his face. He thought you were going to say something sexy back, and honestly? You were going to at first, but it would be a lot more fun if you just didn’t answer. You dropped to your knees, still looking up at him, his eyes growing wide. Were you seriously about to suck him off in the hallway, where anyone could walk down it and see the two of you? The thought got Jake hot, blood rushing to his dick instantly. You fixed the anklet you had on and got back up. “I’ll see you outside.”
“You’re gonna fucking pay for this.” You heard him murmur under his breath. You walked away with a sense of accomplishment, a newfound spring in your step. There was something about knowing you had Jake wrapped around your little finger that gave you an influx of power. You joined everyone else outside, everybody gathered around the fire. You sat next to Josh, smirking to yourself about what just happened inside.
Nobody knew but you and Jake. That’s what thrilled you the most about your friends with benefits with Jake. Sure, you didn’t really care if anyone found out about you two. But the anonymity of it made it ten times more dirty when you did fuck. The time in the bathroom in the bar, you were drinking with the boys and their girlfriends. You had slipped into the bathroom when nobody was really looking, knowing damn well Jake was going to follow you. When you had that quickie at the Detroit show, none of the boys found out. How they didn’t was beyond you. You weren’t exactly the quietest, but with a hand pressed against your mouth, your sounds were definitely muffled.
Jake sat across from you, coming out behind you a few minutes later. His spot was next to Sam, who had Joy on his lap. Stolen glances were shared the entire time everybody sat around the fire. Tour stories were shared, drunk twin shenanigans were a constant topic of conversation under the tour stories category. It was no shock to you the amount of trouble they would’ve gotten into if Sam and Danny had both also been drunk with them. “They almost fucking went onto a private property with no clothes on, except for their shoes.”
“We did not!” Josh yelled, talking over Danny. Everybody else laughed, knowing full well that Danny’s side of the story was the truth.
“Josh, I’ve seen your dick more times than I’d like to have in my short, yet somehow long, 22 years of life.” You almost fell over from laughing, but Josh caught you before you could. His right hand was steady on your right hip, his left hand grabbing yours. You looked over to Jake after regaining your balance, noticing a glint of… what was that… jealousy?.. in his eye. You paid no attention to it, Josh was like a brother to you, it meant nothing more than an act of help.
Time passed by way too quickly because all of a sudden everybody was migrating towards the lake the three of you girls had found earlier. Everybody stripped of their clothes, keeping their underwear on, trodding into the lake. The moonlight danced over the waves, them crashing against the shore was the only thing you could hear aside from the laughter that came from everyone.
It was truly magical - that moment in time. Everyone was smiling, laughing. Joy was thrown over Sam’s shoulders, Mackenzi’s legs were wrapped around Danny’s waist as he gave her a piggyback ride. But over time, people filtered out. The water either got too cold for them, or they got too wrinkled, or were simply just too tired. The last two in the lake were you and Jake.
It was silent between the two of you as you floated in the water, belly up. Your arms and legs kept moving, eyes looking towards the moon. He swam by you, grabbing you out of the water, bridal style. You laughed, covering your mouth with how loud you accidentally yelped. You both chuckled as he spun you around. He let go of your legs, but you wrapped them around his waist. You nudge your nose with his. “You looked a little jealous during the fire, Jakey.”
“Why’s that? ‘Cause Josh touched you? Doesn’t bother me.”
“You sure?” You asked, raking your nails down his chest lightly, a soft hum emitting from the back of his throat. “Seemed like you were mad that another guy was touching me.”
“Doesn’t bother me.”
“Okay. I’ll just go makeout with Josh, then.” Just as he did before, he grabbed your wrist when you began to walk away. But instead of just pulling you into him, he planted his lips on yours in a feverous manner. Your lips molded with his, your hands in his hair, tugging lightly at the roots. His hands were firm, one at your waist, the other against the small of your back.
He kept pulling you closer, as if you could possibly get any physically closer than you already were. The space between you had already been closed, your chest flush against his. You pulled away, leaning your forehead against his. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’ on making out with Josh.”
“A hard no.”
“What? Don’t wanna share me with your brother?” You hadn’t fully entertained the idea, mostly because you had known them since childhood, but drunkenly? Oh, fuck yeah. The thought of being wedged between the twins had crossed your mind many times while under the influence, particularly wine-induced. 
“No, I don’t wanna share you with Josh,” he said, his voice firm. “You’re my fuck buddy, not his.”
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The next morning came, and you still couldn’t shake the slight ownership Jake had claimed on you last night. His arm dangled over your waist, hand steady on your thigh. You could feel his breath, hot on your neck. The sun beamed lightly into your guys’ room, falling right in front of your bodies. It was so quiet, the only thing you could hear was the birds chirping and Jake’s voice ringing in your mind. You’re my fuck buddy, not his.
Surely, it wasn’t supposed to be taken in the way that you were thinking. But you were surely thinking about it. Once you had woken up, it was all you could think about. He sounded so possessive, it honestly turned you on a tad bit. And by a tad bit, you mean a whole fucking lot. The thought made you shift in your spot in the bed, thighs rubbing together to create at least some semblance of friction. Your body stilled as Jake’s moved, his hand coming up to grip your hip. “Mhm, as much as I love morning sex, I’d like to be a little more awake first.”
“Oh, fuck you.” You threw his arm off you jokingly. “I was just trying to get comfy.”
“You sure? ‘Cause to me, it felt like you were trying to grind your ass onto my dick.” His morning voice was fucking sexy, goddamn. “You can lie to yourself, Y/N, but you can’t lie to me.”
His hand had regained its spot on your leg, moving inwards towards your center. A breath caught in your throat, your eyes never leaving his hand. You could feel his eyes on your face, watching the effect his hands had on you. His touch was feather light, just barely grazing over the waistband of your underwear. You were interrupted to your dismay by a loud knock on the door. “Guys, there’s breakfast downstairs whenever you’re ready to eat. Danny and Mackenzi made eggs, toast, sausage, you know. Regular breakfast shit.”
“To be continued.” Jake whispered in your ear, a blush rising to the surface of your cheeks. You let it die down before you threw on clothes, a pair of shorts and an old high school track t-shirt. It wasn’t yours by any means. You had stolen it from an ex boyfriend you had dated after Jake had left for tour.
Everybody’s face in the morning looked the exact same. Reluctance to wake up in the morning. The coffee was still being made, the noise of the coffee maker filled the kitchen. Joy looked half asleep, slightly disheveled. Her hair was knotted in random places, as was Sam’s. His hair was particularly curly this morning, giving away their evening activities.
Lucky bitch, you thought to yourself. The fire Jake started earlier that morning hadn’t dulled, the flames didn’t burn out. The entire time you sat and ate breakfast all you could think about was the ache you felt between your legs. You kept occasionally staring over towards Jake, watching his mouth move, watching his jaw clench as he chewed. You sat with one leg over the other, a sad excuse of an attempt to rub your thighs together was made, but to no avail. No semblance of pleasure came from said attempt. Danny spoke after a good half an hour of silence. “The boys and I are probably gonna spend some time writing a bit this afternoon if you girls want to do something. There’s kayak’s in the shed in the backyard.”
“Yeah, we could do that. Sunbathe and shit.” You spoke, getting up from your spot in the kitchen and putting your dishes in the sink. “I might do dishes later on or something. Clean up everything from last night and today.”
“Leave those for later! The sun’s calling your name, Y/N, can’t you hear it?” Mackenzi spoke, wrapping her arms around your shoulders. You smiled, Mackenzi had the kind of happiness that was infectious, smile too. It lit up a room whenever anyone was sad. That was one of the many things you loved about her. 
When Danny had introduced you to Mack, you were so unbelievably happy for him. She was the ray of sunshine that he needed. As soon as you two exchanged numbers, she was a go-to person for you. Anytime she needed someone, you were there and vice versa. She knew a lot of your damage, you knew almost all of hers.
The same could be said for Joy as well. Within the years, the three of you became inseparable. Whenever the three of you got together, trouble always ensued. It was never the type you couldn’t come back from, but it was the type that was almost too raunchy to tell stories about. Your trio would be talked about for years to come, not by the boys that accompanied you to the cabin, but other groups who had witnessed the trio’s troublesome nature.
The sun was absolutely relentless on your back as you kayaked around the lake. Every so often, you’d lean back ever so slightly, closing your eyes as you tilted your head back towards the sun. Your body felt on fire underneath it’s blaze, “I could use a drink, God, this sun is killer.”
“You and me both.” Joy joked, attempting to fan herself with her hands. Mackenzi agreed. You looked over at the two of them before you tipped your kayak over, ending with you submerged under the water. “Does it feel as good as I think it does?”
“Mhm,” you pushed your hair back with both hands, kicking your legs to stay afloat. You could barely graze the sand with your toes. “A little deep, but nothing too terribly bad. I was gonna swim back to the dock and get us some beers from the fridge. Wanna drink on the dock and pretend we're all 17 and going to get caught by someone’s dad?”
“I’d absolutely love to.” You left Mackenzi and Joy to their own devices, swimming towards the shore. You pulled yourself up onto the dock, not realizing the boys had migrated their writing session outdoors. You walked towards them, soaking wet, swimsuit clinging to your body. You glanced at all of them, eyes catching Jake’s. Nobody else had really paid any attention to you.
Before completely going inside, though, you dried off with a towel that was leftover from last night, still catching Jake’s gaze. You turned away from him, a gentle smirk plastered on your face. You didn’t entirely know the game you two were playing, but you sure as hell were enjoying it.
The fridge’s cool breeze once you had opened the door felt nice on your skin. You reveled in it for a moment before you were stolen away. It all happened so fast, one second you’re in front of the fridge and the next you’re pressed up against the counter, Jake’s body as tightly against yours as he could possibly get you two. “You know how I said you’d pay for your little stunt yesterday?”
“Yeah.” Your voice was a fraction above a whisper, eyes wildly flickering between his lips and his eyes. You couldn’t pick one of them to focus on, his pupils were dilated and his tongue brushed over his lips before he spoke again.
“Looks like you’re gonna pay for it right now.” Jake’s lips attached themselves to your neck, making a home for themselves in every inch of skin that he could get his lips on. His hands were tight against your hips, pinning you to the counter. It’s when he started to get on his knees did your eyes slightly widen.
It sent shivers down your entire body, when he kissed a line from your breastbone to the top of your swimsuit bottoms. He didn’t give any warning, within the next split second, your bottoms were yanked down your legs, wrapping around your calves as Jake attacked your core with his mouth.
Instinctively, as it had done so many times, your hand found its way into his hair, pushing his face into you. His hands gripped the backs of your thighs, assuredly placing new bruises in placement of the old ones that had been lost to the testament of time. He fucking ate you out like it was his last meal, as if he was a starving man who had not been fed in thousands of years.
The knot in your stomach was growing bigger by the second, pressure building between your hips, your jaw going slack, eyes twisted shut in rushes of pleasure. You were absolute mush in his hands, in his mouth. And then nothing.
You opened your eyes, finding Jake’s face hovering slightly above yours, lips wet with your juices. “You psyched me out,” he brought his lips to yours, melting his tongue with yours. As you swiped your tongue over his bottom lip, you could taste yourself. “The taste of your own medicine isn’t as sweet, is it, love?”
He walked outside without another word. Your mouth was left slightly open, but you forced it close and pulled your bottoms up before grabbing three beers and a bottle of vodka you found in one of the cabinets and heading back out towards the dock, Mackenzi and Joy already laying down, belly up. “What took you so long?”
“Uh, nothing. There was beer in the fridge and whiskey in the cabinet. I was debating for a while on which one to bring out. I brought beer.” You handed each of them a beer, as they glanced at the bottle of vodka. “I also brought vodka.”
You opened the bottle, your hand wrapped around the neck, taking a big swig before offering it to Joy. “I would, but last time I drank that shit, I threw up out the window of a taxi in New York. I blame Sam.”
“That’s fair. I would blame him, too.” You tried your hardest to pretend that what just happened in the kitchen didn’t happen, and some part of you honestly believed it was a fever dream. Jake was sitting back by the boys in the backyard, guitar slung over his lap, staring up at Danny who’s guitar sat on his thigh while his foot occupied the chair.
You really had to get him back.
The sun had dipped below the lake before you had even realized it was getting to be that late. You and Mack had been decently buzzed for a while now, the vodka carrying more of your buzz than the beer. Joy was mostly sober, her only having a few beers. A loud gasp came from Mack’s mouth, “We should scare the boys!”
“Oh my God yes, Mack, what do we do though?” You giggled, holding a hand in front of your mouth.
“We could tiptoe into the house and scare them.”
“Mack, Y/N, you’re so buzzed you’ll trip over their shoes and make a mess.” The look shared between you and Mack, it was already decided that that is exactly what you were going to scare them with. She laughed, arms wrapped around her knees, they weren’t fully against her chest, but damn near close enough. “You go right ahead, let me know how that goes. Send Sam out here when you’re done giving them a ‘heart attack’.”
The fact that the two of you tiptoed the entire way to the cabin was sad. The giggles fought so hard to slip past, making an appearance, but you forced them down as best you could. Mack opened the door ever so quietly, going through the door first. You scanned the living room quickly, no sight of Jake. Sam’s voice carried through the living room, him finally coming in from the kitchen, “You looking for Danny?”
“Yeah, I’m gonna scare him.”
“He’s in the basement recording some drums. He’s by himself though.”
“Thanks!” Mack’s feet somehow carried her quietly all the way to the basement door, down the stairs. You were still in the living room, Sam taking a drink from the cup he had in his hand.
“Joy wants you outside by her. Where are the twins?”
“Jake said he was getting in the shower and Josh went to the store to buy more beer.” You said thank you before Sam headed off to find Joy. You walked up the stairs towards your and Jake’s room. You figured if he wasn’t in the shower, he was going to be in the bedroom. Hearing the water run, though, you allowed yourself into the bathroom, noticing he had already taken his place in the shower.
You undressed as quietly as you could, the fact that you were still wearing your swimsuit from earlier made the effort a lot easier and quicker. It fell to the floor with a light thud before you pulled back the curtain ever so slightly to see what way Jake was facing. His eyes were closed, head tilted back as he rinsed shampoo from his hair. You quietly hopped in, leaning against the wall as you watched him.
Jake had always been pretty. Everybody in school knew that. There were some days all you could do was sit and stare at Jake. He had an effortless beauty about him and watching him grow into the man he is today filled your body with a different type of appreciation and fondness for him. The man standing in the shower before you, water dripping down his skin, was the most ethereal human being you had ever seen. You allowed yourself to think this way, mostly because the vodka still tumbled through your veins. “Have you always been this pretty?”
“What the — Y/N? What are you doing in here?”
“I was gonna scare you but you look too pretty.” You pushed yourself off the wall and wrapped your arms around him. Your eyes steadied themselves on his lips, a hum coming from your lips. “You’re so pretty, Jakey.”
“Wanna let me condition my hair and wash my body and then we can go to bed?”
“Can I condition your hair? You can still wash your body.” You squirted conditioner onto your hand when Jake gave you the good to go. You smiled to yourself, lathering his ends with conditioner, watching him run body wash over every part of his body he could reach. You finally looked up at him, eyes slightly lidded due to intoxication. “I can get your back.”
While washing his back you could see where you had left marks earlier, barely there, but still slightly visible. The scratch mark was probably two centimeters long. You shocked yourself with that one when you saw it the next morning, still red. You had apologized to him, never really knowing what was okay and what wasn’t. He didn’t mind, though. He liked it more rough, never complaining once when you’d pull his hair a bit too hard, scratching him a bit too much, biting him harder than you expected to.
You stepped out of the shower to allow him to continue rinsing his hair and body, putting his discarded t-shirt on. You handed him a towel as he stepped out. You slipped your swimsuit bottoms back on, just to have the comfort of wearing something that covers you up enough until you would at least get to your room to change into actual clothes.
It wasn’t silent between the two of you, but there wasn’t any talking. Jake looked over to you, seeing you in his shirt. There was a look in his eyes that you couldn’t place, mostly due to the vodka but also because you weren’t too worried about it. You watched him so intently, the way you did when you had first joined him in the shower.
You weren’t exactly shocked when Jake threw you over his shoulder and carried you back to your room, but you certainly weren’t ready for that. He pushed the door open with his foot and shut it the same way, hearing it shut. He put you down on the floor carefully, right in front of the bed. “You… drive me insane.”
You giggled, playing with the hem of the t-shirt you stole. “Do I? How do I drive you insane?”
He got closer, chest against yours, pulling your chin upwards with the tip of his pointer finger. His eyes raked over every inch of your face, a rose colored blush appearing on your cheeks. You weren’t sure if that was from the vodka or if it was the feeling you got knowing that Jake was drinking you in. “You always look way too good to not be touched.”
You hummed, a light smile appearing on your face, hand running up Jake’s arm, ghosting past his shoulder to trace a line down the middle of his face, your finger pulling lightly on his bottom lip before you finally stopped. You smirked, bringing your lips right to Jake’s, but leaving enough space to finally speak, “You’re addicted to me.”
This part could have been falsified in your mind, the dizziness you were feeling absolutely clouding your mind and memories. The kiss was soft, but somehow had so much more behind it. Your hands cupped Jake’s face, holding him there for as long as you possibly could. His hands were on your back, pulling his shirt up slightly with the higher he moved up your back. It was by accident, but his hand grazed your bare skin and sent goosebumps rising all over your body. That’s when he finally took his shirt off your frame, parting your lips only to reconnect them again once the shirt landed on the floor.
You pulled your bottoms down next, now completely naked, standing in front of the boy with the most stunning brown eyes. He backed the two of you up, your knees hitting the edge of the bed making you fall onto it with a giggle. His demeanor didn’t change. He still stood, looking down at you reclining on the bed. “I think you owe me an orgasm, Mr. Kiszka.”
“I’m pretty sure you owe me one, too, love.” You smiled wide as you pulled him down on top of you. While connecting your lips once again, you both smiled into the kiss. That kiss led to so much more. Touching, sucking, biting. Your bodies tangled together, legs hitched over hips, back arching, head pushed into the mattress. All that could be heard was soft sounds of pleasure, not wanting to be too loud in case one of the boys had come back inside to head to bed.
Both of you looked positively fucked out, laying next to one another slightly out of breath. He turned to face you, pulling your body closer to his as you began to drift off to sleep. The last thing you heard was Jake’s voice in your ear, “Goodnight, Y/N.”
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26 for the prompts? perhaps w the cat n mouse lads :3 (also look danny i did it i sent a prompt are u proud)
I...actually don't remember what the prompt was for this one, but I'm 87% sure it was "I'm not that scary, am I?"
So fine since y'all keep asking for 'em, here's more of the cat and mouse bois. Shoutout to @gabbydafurry and an anon for finally giving them names.
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“C’mon.”
“No.”
“Please?”
“I said no.”
“I’ll make pollo asado for dinner, we can eat it together while we watch!”
Aaron sighed and rubbed his hands against his forehead, trying to ease the dull throb that had yet to wane over the past two days. His headache certainly wasn’t being helped by the constant badgering of his...roommate, for a lack of better words (as well as being a title so eagerly self bestowed by the cat in question) but much like many of their other interactions, his resolve was starting to wear thin. Usually, he was able to hold his ground for at least a week until he was bribed into giving the other some type of social interaction with the promise of his favorite foods. Today, however, the poor mouse just wanted a moment’s peace free from knocking on the walls or calling through the cracks until he answered, and if that meant watching some stupid movie then fine.
Plus, Lucas did know how to make some incredible Mexican food.
“...fine,” Aaron conceded after a pause, the pressure behind his eyes giving him a sharp pang before fading to its usual ache, almost like his own body was projecting how horrible of an idea this was.
As soon as the mouse slipped out from behind the curio, he came face to face with the massive grin of the cat mere inches away from the opening. Seeing the grin only split wider when he was fully in view of the other normally would have instinctively sent a shiver up his spine, it was kind of difficult to be intimidated seeing how Lucas had strangely contorted his body to lay on the floor between the curio and the bookcase. Most cats seemed to be fairly flexible, so it probably wasn’t too uncomfortable for him to be so bent and curled up, but he definitely lost some of that hunter’s prowess with his back twisted sideways and one leg leaning against the shelving.
In a flash, Lucas had managed to untangle his strange positioning to instead be crouched on his knees, now looming over Aaron in a way he wasn’t sure he would ever get used to. He flinched back when his hand started to reach out towards him, fully intending to scoop him up to dizzying heights without a second thought, but the appendage stopped just short of touching him at all. Instead, he dropped his hand palm side up and waited, smiling all the while. At least he was getting better at remembering Aaron’s explicit request to not be grabbed without permission, though he did always apologize with a sheepish look and some little treat whenever he forgot.
Once Aaron climbed onto the awaiting hand that radiated a delightfully intense warmth into his already aching muscles, Lucas was already jumping up a chattering a mile a minute about how much the mouse was going to love the movie he picked out, how dinner would be ready soon, how he wasn’t expecting him to actually agree to watch a scary movie with him since he never seemed like the type who would be into that sort of thing but--
“It’s a scary movie?” Aaron interrupted, the noise finally registering beyond the headache. Truthfully, he tuned a lot of what the other said out for almost every conversation, not that it ever seemed to make a difference. Yeah, sorry, I’m a bit of a chatterbox, he admitted once, but it’s less weird talking to someone who doesn’t respond than to talk to yourself, right?
Debatable.
Lucas tilted his head and snorted. “Uh, yeah? That was one of the first things I told you about. You know that one actress who’s in almost every one of those Christmas movies we watch, who’s always the jealous best friend?” Aaron has no idea who he was referring to given that he never absorbed anything from those stupid romance movies he was boarderline forced to watch, but nodded anyways, “Right, this is supposed to be her big break out role, or something. It’s the first thing she’s doing as a lead actress, and you know, good for her! I’m glad she’s getting out of that typecast she’s been in forever. Horror probably wouldn’t be my first choice for her, but I guess since she has those singing vocals it could carry over to being a scream queen. Kind of like when--”
And Aaron was out of the conversation again.
Lucas continued to drone on about the actress’s entire film career, or at least that’s what the mouse was assuming he was doing when he occasionally zoned back in to pick up a stray word here and there. The headache he had been staving off to the best of his ability was starting to come back with twice as much force as it often did in the later days. He probably could have just asked the other for some aspirin, maybe even some cold medicine as that was no doubt what this bout of illness was turning into, but asking the cat for anything was always out of the question. Of course, Lucas tried to sway him numerous times into thinking it most certainly was not and that he could always ask for whatever he needed, never to his avail. Aaron was indeed willing to prolong his suffering if it meant not having to stomach the dreadful embarrassment that would come to being indebted to the feline, no matter how insignificant.
Unfortunately, he was only setting himself up for failure in thinking this “agreement” would be providing him any sort of relief. His headache was treading dangerously close into becoming a full fledged migraine and the flashes of light and screams from the television would not be doing him any favors. His only saving grace was that, after he had been settled on the couch and Lucas scampered off to get the dinner he promised, the cat turned off every other light possible to, as he put it, really get them in the spooky mood!
The smell of the food was delicious and nauseating. His stomach both wanted and revolted at the idea of anything filling it, which would only serve to worsen his headache no doubt. Damn it all, he wanted to throttle both himself and this illness, the first for agreeing to watch this stupid movie when he was already feeling under the weather, the second for preventing him from getting his half of the deal. These movie-dinner dates deals were the only reason Aaron continued to stick around, even if he thought the torment of being forced to watch awful romcoms in exchange for a hot, homemade meal was a little unfair. No, that wasn’t entirely true, Lucas was a freaking culinary genius as far as the mouse was aware. It was a wonder why he wasn’t majoring in a cooking field.
“I’m not hungry right now,” Aaron lied when Lucas had asked why he wasn’t eating. “I’ll try some later.”
The cat looked at him strangely before shrugging. “Alright, just let me know. If you don’t like it, I can always make you something else.” There he goes again, offering things he knows the other can’t accept. At least he could let it slide this time as he had no appetite to think of any other dish.
Lucas finished his own meal in silence, completely fixed on the television as the opening scene carried on, introducing the canine main character that Aaron did, in fact, vaguely recognize. This was fine, he figured, the dark apartment coupled with a painfully slow movie, a warm body moving to curl up behind him as it so often did during these deals, he could probably get a few moments of real rest in before the credits rolled. As much as he loathed to admit it, the cat was actually rather...comfortable to be forcefully cuddled by. He wasn’t like other movie goers that needed to make a comment on every character’s decision, steady breathing and the occasional purr helping the mouse slowly relax.
That relaxation was cut short as soon as the romcom actress tore her tiny avian neighbor to shreds by the end of the first act.
Aaron had hardly been paying attention to the storyline up until this point, something to do with the girl being bitten and experiencing insatiable hunger lately. The sudden carnage of the otherwise trusting little prey creature made both of them flinch in surprise, though Lucas was quick to laugh it off. From then on the mouse’s unwavering attention was glued to the screen, but not by his choice. A chill ran through him each time she claimed another unsuspecting victim, always a prey animal, and ripped them apart with her teeth and nails like a starving animal. The way the tiny’s incredibly realistic viscera was slurped into her bloody mouth made him queasy, all too easily imagining himself in their shoes.
Eventually, her hunger became too strong and she began attacking fellow predator species as well. Ripping into throats and soft bellies was far messier than snacking on a tiny creature in three bites, making her feast all the more gory. While the violence still unsettled him, it was a touch more bearable now that he couldn’t picture his own body being mangled between the teeth of a predator he thought he could trust. Speaking of…
The mouse gulped and risked a glance behind him at the other who had hardly moved, save for a few jolts and snickers whenever a particularly good jump scare managed to startle him. It didn’t go unnoticed that every time Aaron had physically reacted to a sudden screech or attack, the cat would curl just a little bit tighter around him, hiding a laugh behind a rumbling purr. He wanted to believe this was meant to be an act of comfort and not something equally as nefarious as the canine plotting her next kill. Regardless, Lucas was equally transfixed on the movie, except he seemed to be enjoying every minute of the horror aspect. His tail would flick in interest during the high tension scenes, even more so when a chase sequence was underway. It made sense, considering that was his favorite game to make Aaron play.
Whatever the case may be, the mouse couldn’t help but be unnerved tenfold that the other had the audacity to enjoy a fictional movie he was interested in seeing. The last thing the mouse wanted was for Lucas to get any more ideas when it came to chasing him around the apartment, much less awaken any sort of primitive instinct to maim his prize after it had been captured. To this day, it remains a deep seated fear in the back of his mind that every time the cat cupped his hands over him, his teeth would be quick to follow. Natural instincts were hard to shake for a reason when it came to prey animals such as himself, he could only hope the same wasn’t true for predators.
His imagination was running rampant, enough so that he completely missed how the movie ended. Something about a cure, something about being put down, whatever. The only thing on his mind was the morbidly hilarious thought that if Lucas were to go feral like the canine, would he eat him raw or would he cook him up in another fantastic dish?
Aaron jumped when Lucas moved to sit up behind him, only now registering the credits scrolling across the screen. He stretched a bit, the quickly fading warmth that had been surrounding the mouse making him realize just how tight the other must have been snuggled around him. How did he not notice?
“Wow,” Lucas said, pursing his lips. “That...was one of the worst movies I have ever seen in my life.”
That wasn’t the reaction Aaron had been expecting him to have, but it was certainly better than to hear him go on about how it was a brilliant masterpiece. He got up to flick the lights back on, still laughing as he recounted each poorly written scene and cheesy effects. “I mean, oh my god, right? The mail man saved everyone? Seriously? I actually feel bad for making you watch that, you totally have dibs on the next movie night.”
He turned around to look at the mouse who was still huddled tight on the couch, wide eyes glued to the screen even if it was just names moving along with ominous background music. Lucas gave him another quizzical look, smirking.
“C’mon, even you have to admit those tinies had zero survival instincts. Like, who goes up to a rabid dog and asks for directions? I get suspending my disbelief and all, but they could have made it just a pinch realistic. This is so going to tank her acting career…” The cat shook his head and moved closer to the couch so that he stood right in front of the television, finally drawing the other’s attention to himself. “Hey, you hungry now?”
Oh, absolutely fucking not. An hour and a half of being tensed up gave no relief to his aching muscles and now that the lights were back on, so was his pounding headache. His stomach rolled, the nausea a mix of dizziness and disgust from the special effects. He didn’t even want to think about food, he didn’t want to be out in the open anymore, and he most certainly did not want to spend another minute in the cat’s company right now.
“S-sure…” Aaron finally squeaked out. He just needed Lucas out of the room, distracted somewhere so he could make a break for it. In some instances, he would have just darted off whether the cat saw him or not, but that always resulted in a game of chase that had a 50/50 success rate, the other loving it anyways. All he wanted was some peace and quiet to rest up and heal and not think about how easy it would be for the other to bite off his head whenever he felt like it.
Lucas stood there for a minute, studying him, and just when Aaron genuinely feared he was going to pounce, he flashed an innocent smile. “Cool, just give me a couple minutes to get it heated up.” And with that, he disappeared into the kitchen.
Aaron decided to be bold and waste a few precious seconds of his head start to collect himself. Deep down, he knew he was being ridiculous. Lucas had been nothing but kind to him. Aloof, but still kind all the same. But as a prey animal that spent the better part of his life living in walls and stealing to survive, trust was a risk he simply couldn’t take. There was hardly any benefit to keeping up this con if the end goal was simply to eat him. For all he knew, though, Lucas was nothing more than a merciless sociopath that was willing to milk every ounce of fear he could before chowing down. A sociopath obsessed with romantic comedies and wore an apron when he cooked and had begged Aaron for two months straight to tell him when his birthday was so that he could make him a miniature cake.
...okay, so maybe Lucas wasn’t a sociopath, but that didn’t mean he was trustworthy. Evolution gave him sharpened fangs and agile reflexes for a reason and the mouse was not about to find out what it was like to be on the receiving end of those one day.
With his head as clear as it was going to be for the time being, sans the dull throb behind his eyes, the mouse finally pushed himself up to make his way over to the couch arm. Slowly, as to not overwork his stiff joints, he climbed his way down to the floor and skittered under the couch for a little extra protection. Strangely, he noticed that he didn’t hear any noises coming from the kitchen just up ahead and when he stopped by the doorway, he couldn’t see anyone either. Losing track of the massive cat should not be possible, especially considering this was a one bedroom apartment and there was literally nowhere else for the feline to go without coming back through the entryway. Aaron should have taken it as a blessing, but of course he couldn’t leave well enough alone.
He proceeded to be daring and come out from under the couch completely to peek into the kitchen, confirming it was empty. Again, that shouldn’t even be possible for Lucas to slip out without having to directly pass the living room to go somewhere else. Unless he had, which would mean Aaron missed him somehow. He had been in quite a deep thought process on the couch...but he could have sworn he was only collecting himself for a minute!
The answer became glaringly obvious when the mouse took a few hesitant steps back and turned to retreat under the safety of the couch, only to come face to face with Lucas. He damn near jumped out of his skin, slamming his back against the wall in an effort to gain another inch of distance between himself and the face taking up his entire view. Really, this was nothing too out of the ordinary for the cat, he loved to sneak up and pounce whenever the opportunity presented itself and Aaron wasn’t too obviously close to heart failure. What made his heart stutter, however, was the fact that Lucas didn’t look like...well, Lucas. There was no smile, no warm eyes, no words being talked a mile a minute about nothing.
No, there was just a frowning cat with his ears pinned back and pupils slit, stalking closer with a terrifying rumble in his throat.
Instinct overtook him as soon as he saw the other’s lip twitch, trying to dart under the couch for safety and having his path immediately blocked by a hand being slammed down, claw out. Aaron couldn’t even yelp, the bile in his throat threatening to turn into vomit if he idled around too long. So, he didn’t. Instead, he turned on his heel and scampered in the opposite direction with the cat hot on his trail. He very nearly dodged a swipe, Lucas hissing that his blow didn’t land while Aaron only tried to speed up his sprinting. They circled maybe half of the living room, the mouse weaving under furniture while the cat knocked into them in an effort to jarr his prey into taking a misstep.
It worked, unfortunately, when Aaron took a sharp turn at the bookshelf and caused Lucas to clip it with his shoulder. The small bump did nothing to deter the cat on his hunt, but the two books that came tumbling down were enough to make the smaller skid and trip to avoid being squashed under the novels. He ended up twisting his ankle awkwardly, stumbling flat on his face while the momentum of his running made him roll twice until he landed on his back. Despite being winded and the additional pain in his leg, he knew there was no time to waste, trying to pull himself. It was too late, though. The cat was already on top of him, hand coming down to pin him under his palm while only his head poked free from between his fingers.
That cold, terrifying face came nearer, eyes tunnel visioned on its prize. Oh God, Aaron would give anything to have the other Lucas back right now. He’d watch a thousand sappy movies, do a date night for every meal, actually move into his bedroom like the cat had suggested he do a dozen times. He wanted...fuck, he wanted his friend back. What he thought was his friend, anyways. Not this killer, not this predator who was baring his teeth and was now mere inches away from biting off his face and--
The growling above him broke off into a snort shortly before turning into a full blown laugh. Aaron wasn’t sure when he had closed his eyes in preparation for his certain death, but when he dared to open them and blinked away the budding tears, he saw that smile he had been wishing for again. Kind and warm, just like eyes, and it was like Lucas had never even taken the form of a starving hunter in his life. Like he hadn’t been moments away from devouring his beloved roommate.
“Oh, come on,” he howled with laughter, “You can’t be serious! That movie actually scared you? I mean, I thought you looked a little freaked out by it, but wow!”
The movie...so this...this wasn’t real. Lucas was just pretending, just playing a prank on him. He thought that the movie had simply wound him up and made him jumpier than usual, no different than watching a zombie flick and popping out from behind a bush at your friend later on.
Except it was different. It was different in the fact that zombies aren't real, but predators are. Predators didn’t need an excuse to go feral and maim and consume their tiny cohabitants, they simply could by the laws of nature. And yes, it may be illegal and have several laws in place to protect prey species, but if no body was ever left behind, who could say if foul play was involved? That was the whole plot point in the otherwise dull movie they sat through together, the reason why the woman was able to avoid suspicion of her sickness by feeding on tinies that could only be reported missing at most.
Lucas’s laughter had tapered off, still clearly enjoying himself. “Alright, note to self, no more horror movies.” Finally, he released Aaron from under his hand to sit back on his haunches. “Man, I really didn’t think you would scare that easily, especially from a B-movie like that. Anyways, are you actually ready to eat now? I put your stuff in the oven so it would reheat better, but it should be done by now….Ronnie?”
Aaron hadn’t moved an inch since he was originally pinned, not even after the hand had been lifted off of him. He just stared up blankly at the cat, trembling and wide eyed, unable to do anything as the rapid succession of events sunk in. The cat’s humor died down a little, smile hesitating.
“Hey, look, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t resist, you know?” He shrugged a little sheepishly. “You didn’t even notice when I came back so I thought...I don’t know, it was funnier in my head. I almost broke character and started laughing before you ran!” With still no verbal response, Lucas reached out a hand. “Aaron? You good? Come on, I’m not that scary, am I?”
The reaction he got probably wasn’t what he was hoping for with Aaron suddenly scrambling to push himself away from the outstretched hand that might trap and tear apart his limbs. He gave a sharp squeak, managing to find his footing only to come crashing down as soon as he took the first step, his ankle noticeably swollen by this point. His cry of pain was muffled into a desperate grunt, trying so hard to drag himself away as a last ditch effort to avoid the same fate as the bird and the squirrel and the mole in the movie.
Lucas gasped. “Oh, Ronnie, your leg!” Both hands were reaching for the mouse now, aiming to cup around him and scoop him up before they surely put him out of his misery. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry! I didn’t...oh my God, I hurt you.”
Yes and no. In truth, Aaron had been the one to hurt himself by making his body move in ways it physically shouldn’t. But that didn’t change the fact that Lucas had shown his true colors. Perhaps in hindsight, that wasn’t a fair assessment, as he really did think he was playing a harmless little joke on a skittish friend. The pain came from knowing that the cat could turn feral, though, no matter how genuine he was being. There was still clearly an instinct within him, one that knew how to hunt and bare his teeth and hiss, one that knew deep down where they both ranked on the food chain. It hurt in knowing everything he thought about his friend, everything that kept him from really letting down his walls like the other so desperately wanted, was right. Cats and mice were not friends.
“Get away from me!” Aaron shrieked when the hands came too close. Though they withdrew quickly, he didn’t bother to watch if they would move again as he forced himself up to stumble back to his nook behind the bookshelf.
“Aaron, wait!” It was a fruitless request and Lucas knew it as he didn’t even try to stop the mouse from disappearing behind the furniture back into the walls. It would only make matters so much worse. “Aaron, please, you’re hurt, just...at least let me help you. Please. I...I’m so sorry! It was an accident, I promise!”
The cat shuffled closer, leaning down in hopes that the other could at least hear his pleas better, could hear how sincere he was trying to be. “I would never hurt you, Aaron. You’re one of my best friends. Look, it was a stupid prank and I’m an asshole and I’ll never do it again, just please come out. Just let me know if you’re alright?”
It didn’t matter how hard or for how long he tried, Aaron was long gone within the walls.
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gustingirl · 2 years
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gvf headcanon | you are siblings pt2
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request: hi could you do some more scenarios on the boys as siblings headcannons. Your last one got me really hooked so plz (⊃。•́‿•̀。)⊃
disclaimer #1: these will be the opposite from part 1 btw!
part 1: [x]
disclaimer #2: these are my assumptions based on my analysis, in no way am i defining any reality.
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danny.
in part 1 i pictured danny as a big brother because i mean he's tall and big and so wholesome. but as a young brother he would be even fucking better. like can you imagine having such soft boy as a little brother? you would be his hero, like i’m sure your parents or guardian would just raise him in a way that he ends up idolizing and loving his older sibling. this boy would be right behind you wherever you go.
like in this scenario, you were really tired because, as the eldest child, your parents/guardian were asking you for a lot of stuff. go there, buy me this, pick up that, clean the bathroom, go to the market. all while danny was in his own world. but danny wouldn't be unaware of anything; he would watch how you were commanded to go everywhere. he wouldn't know exactly how to help, but he knew you could use an extra hand. and so, when you got inside your car to drive to the grocery store, you were surprised to find danny buckled up in the passenger seat.
"what are you doing here? don't you have homework to do?" you questioned as you put your seatbelt on
"i want to help you out! homework won't matter anyways for when i become a rockstar" you giggled at his words, both happy to have company and proud of his persistance with his dreams
"ok, little rockstar, let's go grocery shopping"
the whole ride would imply a carpool karaoke and several stops at wherever danny wanted to go, as you adored his company.
jake.
i’m a sucker for the idea of jake being like a brother that will literally do anything you ask or anything for you but would complain ALL THE TIME. like he literally is whining about you asking for stuff while he's cooking you dinner. i also love the idea of you and jake living together alone as you two moved out of the city to pursue your dreams. but like imagine this scenario.
you arrived back to the apartment feeling your body heavy as fuck, as you had spent the entire day running from one of the university's department to the other under the burning sun. classes were tiring and you had barely slept, so you could only imagine your music major brother to help you out a bit. he cared for you, he really did, but he hated to do stuff you asked for. he loved his freedom and space and just despised being interrupted. however, he could tell you were exhausted and would not hesitate to help you out.
"i don't get how you can’t fucking buy premade food if you’re so tired" jake could cry out as he broke some eggs to prepare you an omelette
"less talking and more cooking, alright?" you demanded as you lied your head on the counter
"then if you get so tired just don’t fucking do stuff, why do i always gotta help your lame ass" he would bicker all the time, without once stopping from cooking.
once he was done, he noticed you were almost asleep on the counter. he placed the plate in front of your face and pinched the skin on the back of your neck. once you were awake once more, he placed a kiss on your head and muttered the words "i love you, idiot" before continuing with his own stuff
sam.
a mutual was telling me about her brother the other day and i have the feeling sam would be just like him. she was telling me she bullied her brother to take her to taco bell (u know who u are) and now i’m picturing sam like that. he would be the type of brother to never have like a chill relationship with but he like deep down loves you and would do anything for you. like if you fall, he would laugh loudly, call you an idiot and then, after taking a pic of you, would help you stand up.
so i’m picturing this kind of scenario. you were bored as hell in your bedroom during quarantine. all sorts of restrictions had been lifted so you could easily go out. however, nobody was up to anything and you found yourself playing around in your bedroom, trying to kill boredom somehow. suddenly you had an idea that, as expected, would have its consequences, but you were so bored you just didn't care anymore. you put on a hoodie and made your way to sam's room.
"i wanna play an instrument" you announced as you opened the door. luckily, he was dressed up and listening to music, though his expression changed upon seeing you
"fuck off, y/n" he rolled his eyes while throwing you a pillow
"nope, teach me how to play" you continued, knowing how good you were at convincing him
"go play with barbies or something, don’t bother me" he went back to his cellphone, though he coudn't concentrate much
"you destroyed all my barbies, remember? you burnt their heads before decapitating them" you crossed your arms as you spoke
"um, first that was josh, i told you" as he waited for you to leave, and upon realizing you had no intentions to do so, he sighed before turning the music off "come here, you little jerk, i'll teach you"
josh.
he's a ride or die brother, i know it. like literal perfect partner in crime. this boy is down to anything that implies having fun or at least having a good time. he probably gives two shits about money, limits or even time. like if you want him to drive you to the other side of the country, he will as long as there's good music and a lot of adventures. but there's just this little scenario that i picture with him.
and the scenario is just dance night. we know for a fact these kids don't know shit about video games (thankfully, though), but we are not exactly like them. and if there's one thing we all loved when we were younger was the just dance. like this one night you decided to play the game in the middle of the living room as your parents were having some drinks alone at the backyard. your brothers were nowhere to be found around the house and you were so bored that this old game suddenly made you want to dance again. you put on the cd and chose the lamest song to dance; it didn't matter as long as you were entertained. you started off the first round and were soon running out of air, forgetting how tiring it could be.
"you suck, y/n" josh's voice made you look up suddenly, his evil smile making an appearance and waking up your competitive sibling side
"i'm better than you, asshole" you replied as you began choosing another song
"last time we played this i remember beating your ass with one song, don't test me" josh approached the room, grabbing another control "put 'umbrella' and watch how i destroy you"
you laughed loudly as you let him play more, finding it funnier to watch him try to hit the moves and failing completely.
"shut up! i'm still better than you!" he tried speaking though he was now running out of air too.
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i’m trying to get rid of these headcanons requests as they are easier to make so expect many more coming! thanks for reading, love ya!
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kineticallyanywhere · 3 years
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got tagged by @writingondaisies! 
How many works do you have on AO3?
14 (there’s one I should move from ff.net soon, but it’s not there now)
What’s your total AO3 word count?
270,817
How many fandoms have you written for and what are they?
In order of recencey... Dungeons & Daddies, RWBY, Red vs Blue, The Flash/Arrowverse, Danny Phantom, Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja, (back into ff.net days, Kim Possible, American Dragon: Jake Long, a Percy Jackson one-shot... another thing... Warriors)
What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
Mind over Matter (Red vs Blue)
Fourteen, and four thousand, years old (RWBY)
Flying, falling, stand your ground (RWBY)
The Way Out (Red vs Blue)
Washin’Boose (Red vs Blue) 
Do you respond to comments, why or why not?
I try to for long-running fics and for especially long or intense comments, but I’m usually just so nervous ;<; they all warm my heart tho, there is not one that I haven’t read more than once
What’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?
I’m typically allergic to straight tragedy, but... I think probably Put your Stampler in a box (D&Dads), since the whole thing is a hypothetical lead-up to a magic teenager going on a rampage. Mind over Matter has a really emotional ending, but I like to think it’s more bittersweet than straight angst. Fourteen, and four thousand, years old swerves into angst, but nobody’s dying or anything so... yeah!
Do you write crossovers? If so what’s the craziest one you’ve written?
Heroes Under Drinking Age is the incomplete MASSIVE thing which is supposed to ultimately crossover Danny Phantom, RC9GN, American Dragon, and Kim Possible. I hit a hard writing wall on the ADJL and KP side and just never got over it :( I still dream of finishing it
Oh I guess there’s also a TMA-D&Dads crossover I’ve put some thought into, where after s5 Jon and Martin land in Faerun to replace The Library, and they get to decompress in this strange world, meet the Likelys, and hear about the eldritch-adjacent beings from other worlds. 
Have you ever received hate on a fic?
Nope! (knocks on all the wood) at least not if you’re not counting someone pointing out spelling stuff unsolicited or stuff like that. 
Do you write smut? If so what kind?
n o p e 
when I did Demons not sold separately (D&Dads) they kiss like two times and talk about the prospect of doing more, but it doesn’t go anywhere cause there’s kids nearby. I tagged it as “ace writing allos” just in case, cause boy howdy do I not know what I’m doing in that department ^u^’
Have you ever had a fic stolen?
not that I know of? I wouldn’t know where to start checking for that and if it’s happened, no one’s told me about it
Have you ever had a fic translated?
only in my dreams
Washin’Boose got a pod-fic tho!! 
What’s your all time favorite ship?
I don’t ship too much and I slide around a lot when I do, but Clark KentxLois Lane 4ever
Whats a WIP that you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?
Heroes Under Drinking Age, my beloved...
I’ve also got a number of AUs for DnDads, some with enough written that I may as well post some of the stuff as one-shots to maybe expand on later. One is a high school au where Hen (14) comes to Earth early, another is an exploration of what it might be like to be a sort of demi-god descendant of a chaos entity with the Doodler Cult coming back (called Puberty, ????, and You). Idk if Done Sons and Dragons counts, cause that’d be a whole comic. I’d love to publish something of at least one of these
And then there’s a half-baked idea for Yet Another Oscar Time Travel AU for RWBY, that would take place starting after v8 and would feature Oscar and Emerald traveling back to the series start (on purpose.)
What are your writing strengths?
I’ve gotten quite a few compliments on my prose and scene pacing! I like writing prose like it’s the thought process of the character I’m following, and I often find myself getting a bit poetic about it. I’m a big fan of parallelisms and using repetition for impact. 
I also put a lot into trying to match the original tone of the content I’m writing fic for, and have gotten quite a few compliments on my character dialogue. I just get their voices in my brain and they don’t leave. On only one occasion have they paid rent. The freeloaders. 
What are your writing weaknesses?
I bite off more than I can chew and never finish 
I worry a lot over making sure emotional beats connect, and that it doesn’t feel like I’m jumping from point A to point C, and I’m afraid that makes me over-explain point B. Like I was rereading HUDA: Alpha after I posted it to ao3, and I have a lot of grace for my high school self, but some parts of that fic could have been smoothed out quite a bit. Parts of Mind over Matter are a bit wordier than they needed to be, too. 
What are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in a fic?
I feel like it’s best done by people who are fluent in a language. Language isn’t just changing words from A to B, it comes with cultural connotations and altered meanings and layers that are only going to come across perfectly when it comes from someone who knows exactly what they’re talking about. so like if I were ever to use more than a few words or a common phrase in another language in a fic, I’d find someone who actually speaks it to help me out. 
as for how to format it... if the meaning needs to be understood by the reader, you may as just put it in the fic’s main language and alter the formatting (like with itallics) or dialogue tag to denote that they’re speaking another language. If it’s small bits, I don’t super mind footnotes at the bottom or just leaving it untranslated, like a special bit for people who speak the language or are willing to look it up. 
What was the first fandom you wrote for?
warrior cats! me, my best friend, and my older sister all had OCs and were part of RainClan, our OC clan. Their camp was made in the trunk and branches of a big willow tree that made a kind of sheltered dome. I didn’t even know what fanfiction was back then
What’s your favorite fic that you’ve written?
Mind over Matter. Hands down. For one, it’s actually done. That would put it in contest with The Way Out, which is also multi-chapter and complete, but MoM is WAY longer and took SO much more work but was SO worth it. It started as just scratching an itch and then grew into something that helped me prove to myself that I can do a long-term project, including themes and foreshadowing and narrative hootenanny and character arcs and character relationship arcs. the html coding. It was a great time, I’m so proud of it, editing it helped build one of my best friendships, and there is nothing I would trade that experience for. 
tagging @aryashi, @cinaed, @hedgiwithapen, and @glowstickia
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patt-off · 3 years
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sasi quotes i flooded the discord server with as i rewatched the series again (season one)
bold is me saying something
starting at negative thinking because i originally promised i wasn’t gonna spam quotes
i’m an adult, me-me-big-boy- thomas sanders 2017
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also “i’m sorry did he just hiss at me”
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“time to panic and/or cry”
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“while that was savage, it i was quite extra”
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“look whom needs another lesson in adultery”
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“well it’s just 5 am and you need to go to bed”
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the fact he actually had to eat this irl XDD
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helena contribution: That looks... way too much
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“t: you have to hit me with a car for your video
j: i’ve dreamed of this day!”
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“what is the gosh-darn-ding-dang-point”
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“you look like the man...i fight the man... i wanna fight you”
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“is no one going to acknowledge that he just dabbed??”
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“might as well make it short and fantastic... like danny devito”
i really wonder how tf patton-cake works XDD
not u tess
ash contribution: I remember seeing a tumblr post ages ago where someone explained how they thought patton-cake works, and it was a ride to read
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“boy what an ass-eat to your personality” and “you make an as out of su and me” have the same vibe imo
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“uhoh feelings” whoose feelings...
v:you know something is off
l: what is?
v: something
l: ypu can’t even give an example
v: something is off
t: i hate it when your just vague!
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“excuse me i am still a man, a manly man, a man who is manly!”
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“i’m a fun guy whose fun sized.... LIKE DANNY DEVITO!”
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“you both deserve a patt-on the back for that one... up until that point i was patton-pending”
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“up high, down low-gan”
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“he looks like a wet bandit form home alone”
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iris contribution: "By the screams of snipped snakes at a gorgon salon, why would the audience remain"
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“hello my name is talyn, i’m short and un i’m threatening”
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also... “vetal miking”
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“did i make you proud logan🥺 you proud of me🥺”
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“great googily-poogilies i don’t know who i am anymore!”
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anna contribution:
V: Look. I'm not choosing sides here
P: Sanders Sides!!
Hmm yeah no I'm pretty sure its "I'm threatening"
i guess you can say thomas is a man of many.... tanyns!”
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“my name..... is talyn”
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i’m skipping becoming a cartoon but...“anxiety’s the fairest of them all!”
“don’t worry everybody loves the villain”
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“you good fahm!?”
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“then you might say the amount of mistakes you’ve made is... *infinitesimal*”
“YOU MAKE ONE MISTAKE... AND THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!”
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“time out for thee, time out for thee, focus on issues of focus one me”
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“havin trouble with adultery”
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“well don’t go shortening the word family but cutting it my 3 favorite letters, I-L-Y”
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“you have kind hair... kind of hair that grown on a dogs butt!”
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“i’m not *hoss* i’m prince roman!”
**fwsa: max, no man**
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“well, love has failed me!”
helena: *insrt clip that i can’t add here*
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roman: *says he doesn’t like virgil*
thomas: *points it out*
wroman: gets all defensive about it and denies it when it’s brought up
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“i’d rather go to pattons can we go there?!” **heh**
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“let’s call them what they are roman (spider curt-) *creepy-crawly-death-dealers*”
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“v:it’s because i decided to duck out
p: quack”
t: duck out?
p: quack-quack
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“v: except you patton... your a funny guy
p: i love my dark strange son”
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“big-bumbling-couch potato-man”
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“now that i still have your attention... do you think we can switch places!”
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“he’s a creepy cookie! you’re a creepy cookie anxiety! you’re like an oatmeal-raisin cookie *primarily composed of raisins*
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“pump the brakes princey! you pump those brakes!!”
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iris: “I'm sorry! I'm just feeling a little- extra passionate today!”
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“does it look ok? because a prince has got to slay!”
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“you shine... bright liek a diamond!”
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“patton! eyeshadow buddies!”
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“unless you’re too tall and you get decapitated on it’s a small world”
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**there’s a lot of quotable stuff in this chunk**
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“i am bitterly, jittery, and not very glittery!”
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“E=MCSCARED!!”
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iris: I can quote like.. 80-90% of AA2 (same)
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“YERKES DODSON!!!!”
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“but i’m more proud of myself *for enduring the great spider threat of 2017*”
“they were just curtains, patton“
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“shut your ever-flapping gobtalker”
**i quote that one a lot**
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my name... *wellsfargo ad*
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*insert the whole virgil name gig* **too lazy to type it out but it’s funny**
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“and ypu are nothing compared to the others... *hand slaps over his mouth*”
**question is... was it roman or janus that slapped a hand over his mouth cuz janus can do that...**
iris: Yesss I was thinking that tooooo
it’s a good question could easily go both ways
and then...
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sorry that was long... i did say i flooded the server
this took a while cuz i had to c+p them over then reformat it so it looks normal
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dailykoreanpop · 3 years
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ATEEZ’s Yunho And T-ara’s Jiyeon Share How They Prepared For Their Roles In “Imitation”
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ATEEZ’s Yunho and T-ara’s Jiyeon talked about their roles in KBS’s upcoming drama “Imitation”!
Based on the hit webtoon of the same name, “Imitation” is about the lives of idols in the competitive entertainment industry. The star-studded cast includes U-KISS’s Lee Jun Young; Jung Ji So; ATEEZ’s Yunho, Seonghwa, San, and Jongho; former I.O.I and PRISTIN’s Lim Nayoung; SF9’s Hwiyoung and Chani; g.o.d’s Danny Ahn; Yuri; Minseo; Boys’ Republic’s Suwoong; T-ara’s Jiyeon; Ahn Jung Hoon; and Baby V.O.X’s Shim Eun Jin.
ATEEZ’s Yunho plays Lee Yoo Jin, the center of the up-and-coming boy group Sparkling. This is Yunho’s first acting project and he said, “It feels very new to be greeting people as an actor like this. It’s an honor that such a great drama like ‘Imitation’ is my first acting role. I want to share my thanks to all the production staff, including the director and writers, who gave me this chance. Over the past half-year, I learned a lot and made a lot of fun memories, so I think this will be an unforgettable experience for me.”
He went on, “Since it was my first acting role, I practiced each pronunciation and facial expression, and made sure to monitor each scene in order to not drag down the production. Lee Yoo Jin looks warm and gentle on the outside, but he has a lot of persistence toward his dreams and toward his team members. I think that his constant desire to challenge himself is similar to me. I think we’re about 80 percent similar. My family and the ATEEZ members tell me that we’re alike. I’m curious as to what the viewers will think.”
Yunho also talked about his fictional idol group in the drama, Sparkling, explaining, “It’s a group that, like its name, embodies the ‘refreshing’ concept. In ATEEZ, we showed a lot of strong and powerful concepts, so I tried to show a more refreshing side of me in ‘Imitation.'” About his co-stars, he shared, “Jung Ji So and I are actually the same age. That’s why we were able to get over any awkwardness quickly as we filmed together and create the chemistry between our characters. Somehow, we naturally became the moodmakers on set. Lee Jun Young is my rival in the drama, but I’m really grateful to him for giving me a lot of advice on acting and other things on set.”
He added, “All the other seniors have a lot of experience, so they helped monitor my performance on set and gave me a lot of advice about camera locations and where to put my gaze. Thanks to them, I was able to gain a lot of strength. They took such good care of me to the point where I resolved, ‘This is how I should treat my juniors some day.'”
Yunho picked a scene where he drove a car as his most memorable scene and said, “I thought it would be hard to drive a car and act at the same time, but once we started filming, it came out well, so I was quite proud.” On the other hand, he shared that he found action scenes difficult. “Safety is the most important, so it was hard to perfectly match the other person as well as memorize all the things I had to do,” he said.
Finally, Yunho shared, “I hope that our fans will be able to say, ‘Oh, Yunho had this side to him,’ and for those who are seeing me for the first time, I’d be happy and proud if they remembered my name and the name of ATEEZ.”
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T-ara’s Jiyeon plays La Ri Ma, a successful solo artist who captivates the public with her sexy charisma. Jiyeon had previously played an idol in the drama “Dream High 2.” She said, “In ‘Dream High 2,’ I played a young character who was fighting fiercely for her dreams within the girl group Hush. This time, I’m not in a group but instead playing a solo artist who has a cool aura and shines on stage.”
She described her character as a “girl crush” type and said, “La Ri Ma has talent and looks that everyone can’t help but acknowledge, but she also has a surprising side to her that gives her a ‘girl crush’ appeal. Even though she looks brilliant on the outside, I tried to show that she has a lot of scars and loneliness on the inside.”
Jiyeon went on, “La Ri Ma likes to be comfortable when she’s not working, to the point that she doesn’t even carry a purse. But when she stands in front of the public, she strives to do her best in all things. While playing her, I realized that those parts of her are similar to my own personality. There are a lot of parts where I’m acting on stage, so I spent a lot of time rehearsing in the practice room. I exchanged ideas with the choreography team and had a lot of fun. There were times when I was really nervous about acting on stage, but I was really happy to be on stage again for the first time in a while.”
About her co-stars, Lee Jun Young and Jung Ji So, she said, “If I had to rate the chemistry between me and Lee Jun Young, I’d give it full points. He was an actor before he was an actor too, so there were a lot of parts through which we could relate to each other. Jung Ji So is an actor who overflows with bright and lovable energy. Our characters are in conflict in the drama, but in reality we had a lot of fun filming together. I remember when I was the youngest person on set, but somehow time has passed and now I have juniors underneath me. I looked up videos of them between filming to get closer to them and I really admired how hard they worked.”
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“Imitation” premieres on May 7 and will be available on Viki. Check out teasers here!
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kaptain-k-pop · 3 years
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Alright ladies!!! After a full 65 hours of the album being out I am Finally sharing my Thots 👀
I have three full 8 hour shifts of listening to Nothing Else under my belt, (plus an unspecified number of hours listening outside if work...) so I'm Basically an Expert 😌💗
Dear my universe: We love a space/space-adjacent themed Astro song in this house 😌😌😌 this is such a nice choice to start off the album (also I'm a fucking nerd and so the way that the First Song on The Album is called 'Dear my universe' like addressing a letter? Like as if the album itself is kind of like a love letter from Astro to Aroha?? 🥺 Okay I'll stop. But it's just a thot that came into my head and now I'm having Feelings 🤧💜) the echoey parts and the harmonies?? So yummy, so pretty, I love it 💗
Butterfly Effect: HELLO my Love 😍💓💌💝💜💞💖💘💕💗 I was Warned by @entry-777 to be prepared for Rocky Vocals, which is a Good Thing bc if I wasn't ready for it I probably would have started crying or somethin lame like that and looked Quite Foolish in front of my coworkers, however I was NOT warned about JINWOO VOCALS (Danny you slipped Queen!!! 😭) It was like. 6 seconds. But it was there and it's gonna live in my head rent free for the next full calendar year, also Moonbin and Eunwoo's falsettos??? GOD everyone sounds so great in this song. I love our Six Vocalists 😪💜
ONE: my ONE opinions have Grown and Matured over the course of listening to it quite literally like 75 times. Do not be mistaken, I never disliked it, but I did have Certain Opinions. For example, it is a Certified Fact that I have stated before: an Astro Title Track is not an Astro Title Track without MJ throwing up Angel High Notes above the last chorus. And when I listened to ONE for the first time I was not satisfied in that department. He did like, A Few, but I was waiting for more to come and like picturing in my head what it was going to sound like and then they didn't come and I was Mildly Disappointed. So that was just one thing that like, I wanted a little more than what I got, which does not mean that I didn't like what I did get!!! Anyway, after listening to it Many More Times and paying close attention to harmonies and such I am a bit more satified with the ad-libs he did get, it's just that this song is Different than other Astros Title Tracks, it is a different style so I guess what they gave him fits more with that style than what I was expecting (still wish he had gotten to shine a little more in this Title but what are you going to do?) It could very well be the 'you listened to this song so much you are tricking yourself into liking it more' thing, but my love for this song has definitely grown in the past few days (and again!! I never disliked it in the first place!) it is still not one of my top faves on the album but that's only bc Astro are B-side Kings! I still do really like this song
Someone Else: (okay at first I Did Not Realize this was just an MJJinjinMoonbin song?? I did not Know we were getting unit songs in this album, but that explains why I didn't hear anyone else's voices in it 🤷 agdjahdjakd) in any case, I like her! She is very Fun and Funky 😌 definitely one I will continue to listen to often (also fun fact: that electronic sound at like 2:32 the first time I heard it my body physically reacted like one of Pavlov's dogs bc that same sound is also in the song that I have set as my alarm ahdjskahdjsj 'oh? we are Waking Up now? :)' Queen calm down, you are awake lmao)
SNS: Ma'am..... Hello????? Omg I love this song so much, the beat, the vocals, the soda can (yes I noticed!!! Omg when I tell y'all I got a rush of serotonin when I heard that...) another thing I absolutely adore about this song is the 'ah-ahhh, ah-ahhh' part bc it makes my brain do the same thing as when it sees an optical illusion where the thing I'm seeing switches back and forth based on what I'm focusing on like 'oh, now I see a vase, oh now it's two faces' that except with sound (so an aural illusion I guess is what that would be??) Like 'oh, that's Human Voices making that sound' but then if I focus on it it sounds like an Electronic Phone Buzzing Text Notification Sound (and then I focus on it again and it's Voices) which is probably what was intended considering it's a song named after texting? I just think that's so cool, I love that they did that and it sounds really Neat
All Good: oh my GOD this song, oh 👏 my 👏 G 👏 O 👏 D 👏 All Good........... my BELOVED™ 💜💜💜 Mental Illness?? Idek her. Lee Dongmin said "Gonna be alright" so Everything is Fine now actually. I'm gonna Do Drugs (this song) and forget my problems 😌 this song qualifies as a Hardcore Party Drug. I am going to grind this song up into a fine powder and snort it like cocaine. Holy FUCK this song is good. I'm saying something controversial (it's not controversial, lmao, I know I am not the only one who thinks this) yet brave: Miss All Good is Title Track Material 👀 now idek anything about marketing so maybe ONE was a better choice for Title Track from a marketing standpoint idek, all I know is that All Good FUCKS I literally could talk about this song for hours omg, I need to stop this post is already so long but ALL GOOD I LOVE YOU QUEEN 👑 😭💓💘💗💕💜💌💝💞💖
All Stars: "yeah let's go haha" alright yes, whatever you say 😍 okay so in this song ofc I immediately noticed the "you're my one&only" we love that self reference 😌💜 but when I was looking at the lyrics I also noticed that we have "When you call me I'll run to you" and the Very First Line is "I've got a dream, when I run breathlessly" coincidence??? 👀 ....... yeah probably, I analyze things way too much agjdjdjdjd but ANYWAY I Love MJ's bridge(? is that the right word? the '이룰 테니까' part. U know what I mean) and the "everything is OK (lala la la)"??? Alright, Depression Cured, thanks Kings 😌👑💗
Our spring: if ONE left my thirst of Angelic MJ Runs not fully satisfied Miss Our Spring came through for me I LOVE ALL HIS PARTS IN THIS SONG SO MUCH AND THE R U N S yes 👏 king 👏 yes 👏 king 👏 thank you SO much 😌💖💜💗 Idk why but I just really latched on to this song, I love the chorus and Rocky's (설레는 날에) part, also I believe if I am Not Mistaken Rocky contributed to the lyrics on this? 👀 we love that for him! Especially bc the lyrics are so pretty and not just bc I am biased 💜
Stardust: another Space themed song it's my favorite concept again 😌😌😌 and y'all know that I am a Strings Appreciating Bitch 💗 so ofc I immediately had Feelings as soon as I heard them in the back. This song is so so so pretty?? the instrumental, the vocals, the lyrics? It's so calming and peaceful listening to this song, it feels so nice and cozy 😔💗 On all levels except physical I am laying on the roof stargazing and Astro is wrapping a blanket around my shoulders and giving me a lil kiss on the top of the head. This song would really be the Bloom of the album, if not for.....
gemini: the BLOOM of the album 😭💓💌💝💘💗💕💜💞💖 Miss gemini my beloved... 😔💜 "will you protect me? Even after the long night passes the place we embroidered together stays in our hearts" Don't TOUCH me 🤧🤧🤧 I can, have, must, am, and will cry about this song if I think about it for too long. Myungjun contributed to the lyrics, arrangement, and composition and it turned out so good?? (I mean of course it did) I'm very proud of him and I got more pretty Angel High notes in this song so I am Very Satisfied, I LOVE her so much 💗💗💗
And that's that!!!
If you are reading this, ps I love u for sticking around to read all my rambling pls accept a hypothetical forehead kiss or some fingerhearts sent @ u from a respectful distance 💗
Also my askbox is always open if you want to share your opinions, I love talking about these boys..... 👀
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coll2mitts · 3 years
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#77 Grease (1978)
Slick your hair back and grab your team jacket, we’re hand-jiving our way through Grease, a movie about bunch of hot, self-motivated ladies with their whole futures ahead of them settling for a bunch of schmucks.
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Grease is a strange experience to relive as an adult, because it was (as I suspect with a lot of people) ever-present in my childhood, and I didn’t understand the great majority of references then.  This movie was intended as an 8th birthday present from my mother; I came home from school one day and the VHS was sitting on our kitchen countertop unwrapped.  I didn’t recognize it, so when I asked my mom what it was, she feigned confusion for about 10 seconds before she gave up and said, “I bought it for your birthday, I guess you get it early now.”  She promised me I’d like it when I popped it into the VHS player, and she wasn’t wrong.  I hadn’t watched this movie in over a decade and I still could recite the majority of the dialogue.
While this movie is a toned down significantly from the stage show, it is still fairly raunchy in parts.  What is kind of hilarious to me is Grease’s gradual shift in categorization over time as a “kids musical”.  In 5th grade, my sister played Sandy in her elementary school’s production of it.  I asked if she remembered any of the lines they changed to keep things “appropriate” (the Kidz Bopification, if you will) and she responded, “No, I just thought it was weird I had to go out and buy a sexy outfit.”  Conversely, my 5th grade play was about the history of America and I dressed up like Martha Washington.  I’ll never forget the 50 Nifty United States from 13 original colonies... SHOUT ‘em, SCOUT ‘em, TELL all about 'em, ONE BY ONE till we’ve given a day to every state in the U-S-A.  AL-A-bama, Alaska, Arizona, Arkansas, California, Colorado, CON-NE-TI-CUT...
Anyway, do I think it’s weird that a movie about a bunch of horny teenagers has become Baby’s First Adult Musical?  Sorta.  Not really.  I mean, the dudes act like children for the majority of this, so I’m not surprised, at least.  It had, for sure, turned me off from wanting to date high school dudes when I was in high school.  The high school girls, however... we’ll get there.
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It’s the first day of school, and the oldest high school seniors I’ve ever seen are poised to take on their last year at Rydell High.  The “T” Birds and their very uncool matching jackets are reunited after a summer apart and their super-senior leader Kenickie, played by the late Jeff Conaway, regales the tale of lugging boxes to earn money for a sweet ride, which you could feasibly do back in the 1950s.  Danny, played by John Travolta, spent his summer getting action at the beach, which he eloquently describes as “flippin’”.  
Frenchy and her new neighbor Sandy rendezvous with the Pink Ladies, who have very cool matching jackets and the unabashed confidence to go with them.  Stockard Channing, who plays Rizzo, is turned off by Sandy’s pure, seemingly holier-than-thou persona, and is dismayed when Sandy starts to describe her sickly sweet summer romance.  Her interest is only piqued when Sandy mentions her hunky date was notorious playboy and Rizzo’s ex, Danny Zuko.  
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Sidenote: When I was a child, I thought Sonny asked if her “jugs were bigger than her nets”.  I asked my mother what “nets” were, since I surmised that jugs meant breasts, and she didn’t know, which I thought was weird.  It wasn’t until THIS MOMENT that I realized he was asking if her jugs were bigger than Annette’s.  Who the fuck is Annette?  Like the Mickey Mouseketeer Annette?!  Rizzo sings about her later and I’m just like.. this revelation has lead to more questions than answers.
Rizzo hatches a plan to call Danny out on his shit and reunite Sandy with Danny at the school pep rally, as they know her boyfriend is an asshat.  He predictably reacts maturely; Not wanting to admit his previous story of getting fresh with some cute Australian girl down in the sand was somewhat hyperbolic, he plays it off like he doesn’t give a shit about her, reducing Sandy to tears.  Frenchy comforts Sandy like the supportive queen that she is and invites her to join the Pink Ladies at a sleepover.
Honestly, a Pink Ladies sleepover looks lit as fuck.  As a kid (and now, tbh) I was Jan, I wanted to be Marty, I wanted to fuck Rizzo, and I wanted Frenchy as my best friend.  I would totally be down to drink champagne, eat Twinkies and mutilate our body parts with needles.  Sandy is a bit of a late bloomer and reacts to these series of events by puking.  Rizzo decides to be a bit of a slag and make fun of Sandy for being an inexperienced virgin before shimming down a drainpipe to get laid by some jerk with a shitty car and a 6-year-old condom.
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Sandy, whose night has done nothing to alleviate her heartbreak, sings a song about being in love with a coward.  Part of the deal Oliva Newton-John signed to be cast in this movie specified she have her own solo number, so “Hopelessly Devoted” was written and filmed after the rest of the movie had been completed.  This feel pretty obvious, since it gives off a very strong 1970s pop Best Original Song vibe.  When I was a kid, I used this song as a break to use the bathroom or grab a snack, but as an adult I find myself humming it every so often.
Speaking of contract-obligated solos, we’re treated to a Travolta-led “Greased Lightning”, which I always thought was weird, cause like, who is going to sing a song about their friend getting tit in their sweet car?  Jeff Conaway played Danny on Broadway, he deserved better...  Also, I’m CONVINCED this song got the Pop-Up Video treatment, but couldn’t find it online anywhere.  Otherwise, how the hell else would the fact that they thought John Travolta putting the saran wrap on his crotch was too racy live rent free in my head for like 20 years?
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After encountering Sandy on a date with a jock, Danny decides he’s going to join a sports team to prove to her he can be a motivated team player.  Instead, he just physically assaults several members of his school, but it’s fine because he’s wearing a uniform when he does it.  This is enough to impress Sandy, as she accepts Danny’s invitation to the school dance.
The other gang members are going through their own drama, as Rizzo is sick of giving it up to Kenickie without receiving a modicum of respect.  
“A hickey from Kenickie is like a Hallmark card.  When you care enough to send the very best.”
Danny regresses and continues to act like a shithead to Sandy in front of her friends.
“I don’t like tea.” “You don’t have to drink tea!” “Well, I don’t like parents.”
Jan and Putzie begin an innocent and adorable romance, which proves it’s possible to start off a relationship with mutual respect, even if your friends make fun of you for it.
“I also think there’s more to you than just fat.” “...Thanks.”
I love this scene, there’s so many good lines.
Frenchy, who had dropped out of Rydell to pursue a career in cosmetology, is also in crisis as her stint in beauty school went very poorly.  After hours, she somehow hallucinates Frankie Avalon advising her to get her high school degree.
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As a child, I was so proud of myself when I realized all these women played other roles in the movie, as if facial recognition was an important skill.
The day of the big dance finally arrives, as National Bandstand comes to Rydell High with roofie-wielding predator and television host Vince Fontaine.  Rizzo arrives with the leader of the rival gang, while Kenickie has his best girl, Cha Cha, as his date, because they are both very well-adjusted teenagers that know how to work through conflict by communicating and not using desperate attempts to make each other jealous.  Danny and Sandy are cutting up a rug until Sonny attempts to physically assault Sandy, and Danny just lets it happen because another one of his exes, Cha Cha, starts to dance with him while Sandy is rebuffing Sonny’s advances.  Cha Cha and Danny subsequently win the contest.  Honestly, this is so fucked up, I would have dropped Danny after this lapse of good judgement.
But no, Sandy still allows him to take her on a date to the drive-in, and it’s not until he elbows her in the boob and then tries to cop a feel in front of everybody that she finally blows him off.  Then he has the absolute gall to act emo about it because he’s afraid people will think he’s a loser.  Jesus Christ.
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Kenickie is also hurting, as he discovers that Rizzo is pregnant and she doesn’t want anything to do with him, regardless of what being an unwed mother will do to her reputation.  He decides to process these emotions by racing Greased Lighting for pink slips, as he likes to live his life a quarter mile at a time.  Unfortunately, Danny steals Kenickie’s thunder (road) yet again, as he’s forced to take his place in the race because of a car door-related closed head injury.  Sandy is impressed by Danny’s driving skillz and decides to sex herself up for an unreliable and emotionally manipulative teenager.  Danny has a similar inclination and decides to put on a nice sweater to win Sandy back, which is something, I guess.  They declare they’re the one each other needs, oh yes indeed.
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The school year ends, and all the boys end up paired with the girls.  Rizzo finds out she’s not pregnant and reunites with Kenickie?!  Marty ends up with Sonny even though he’s a handsy creep.  Danny and Sandy are just an mess with incompatible expectations of each other.  But at least Jan and Putzie and Frenchy and Doodie are fairly inoffensive.  The end.
This movie is great, even all these years later.  The entire cast is fantastic, even those with smaller bit parts.  I was *living* for the school staff, Principal McGee and Coach Calhoun especially.  Grease also jump started my lifelong love for Stockard Channing.  She’s great in The West Wing, but her part as Sister Husband in Where the Heart Is may be my favorite performance of hers.  I’ve watched that movie so many times I can’t even call it a guilty pleasure, I love it so much.
Olivia Newton-John wasn’t even sure she wanted to be in this movie and requested a screen test so she could see if she was good at acting.  John Travolta was enamored with her and helped convince Olivia she was perfect for the part, and he wasn’t wrong.  She gives such a strong performance as Sandy; I bought her transformation from clean-cut cinnamon roll to sexpot completely.  John Travolta was also unbelievably charming as Danny, and I found myself giggling at his line deliveries constantly.
The songs are also unbelievably catchy (albeit somewhat annoying after you’ve heard them 700 times).  Barry Gibb, my favorite Pras-adjacent composer, wrote the theme for the movie and it just bops so hard.  As a well-documented detractor of Doo Wop music, there’s not a whole lot else here for me, but that’s not going to blind me to the excellence of this soundtrack.  There is a reason this movie is revered as much as it is.  10/10, fun for the whole family, as long as the kids don’t understand the references.
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darling-i-read-it · 4 years
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A-Z Fluff With Danny Torrance
Danny Torrance x reader
Warnings: none I don’t think
Author’s Note: This one was really fun I adore Danny so much 
Requested: by anon, Hi there!! I love your writing and was wondering if you would do the fluff alphabet and the nsfw alphabet for Dan Torrance! I know they’re a lot, so no worries❤️ thanks so much for being here!
Genre: fluff
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Activities:
He loves it when you read for him and when you go for coffee and WALKS! Walks through the town, through the park. He adores hanging out at the park.
B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)
He wants a family with you. He didn’t really want one when he was younger because he didn’t want to end up like his dad but all he can think about now is your little family and how badly he wants it. 
C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)
He likes to be the big spoon when you’re spooning but he also likes to hold you in his arms and have your head on his chest. After he has nightmares which he has often unfortunately, he likes it when you hold his head in your lap and play with your hair. 
D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)
Pretty ordinary which is just the way you both like them. Dinners or spending time at home and then movies. He likes to see movies with you because he likes to watch your face when something crazy happens. 
E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world)
You are his light, his love, his reason for getting up and going to work every morning. 
F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)
He knew he was in love right after you first met which was saying something. He was just getting over the worst part of getting sober and he was getting really bad cold sweats when you held him and distracted him from it. 
G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)
All the time. He holds you like he's going to break you. Danny has already had such a tough life that if he lost you because he wasn’t kind enough that would be the end of it. 
H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)
Danny loves your hands and he likes to hold them while he’s driving or when you come to an AA meeting he likes to hold your hands in his lap. He really loves your hands. 
I = Impression (What was their first impression?)
His first impression of you was your beauty and your obvious caring nature. Taking him in when he needed the help to get sober was a giant leap of faith he will always be grateful for. 
J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)
Yes, quite terribly. He hates to admit it but he doesn’t like to see you get close to other guys in fear he won’t be good enough to compete with them but he never stops you from doing it because he hates to tell you what to do. 
K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)
Chaste, sweet, predictable, comforting. He leans in painstakingly slow, moving even slower the closer he gets to your lips. He wants you to be anticipating the moment when your lips finally touch. It works every single time, expectantly. He definitely initiated your first kiss, as well.
L = Love (Who says ˜I love you™ first?)
You did. He was crying one afternoon, telling you how terrible he had been a lot of his life and he wasn’t sure if he would be good enough for you. He really adored you and when you told him that you loved him the crying just stopped as he let that sink in. 
M = Memory (What's their favourite memory together?)
The first time you surprised him by picking you up at work at the park from the train. You were watching him say goodbye to the children who recognized him by now and he remembers seeing you, waiting, smiling and he always goes back to that moment. The simplicity of it. 
N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)
He doesn’t have a lot of money to spoil you with but he loves to do it when he can. He believes you deserve everything and you rarely ask for stuff so if he sees something like a book or movie or jewelry or something and has the money he’ll buy it. 
O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)
Purple. The shirt you were wearing when he first saw you was purple. 
P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)
Darling, babe, love, hon, pumpkin
Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)
Boy dies from old car radios that play cassettes. He loves them. Danny will not let you get an aux cord. 
R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)
Danny and you like to sit and you read to him. He listens to your voice and the rain and it’s kind of everything. 
S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)
He makes himself a shit ton of coffee. Unreasonably amount. You have many coffee cups it's your favorite thing to buy for him, funny one line coffee cups and it always cheers him up. 
T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)
He adores listening to you talk about things and he doesn’t really enjoy talking about his past so when he can talk about a funny thing that a kid did at work or the people at the hospice he will. 
U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)
Coffee, rain, you, books/movies and his bed. 
V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)
He likes to show off his shine to you now that he uses it. But to other people you’re his pride and joy. 
W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)
He knew he wanted to marry you so easily in the relationship and had been stressed planning for the five years before he proposed. He did it in the park at night after you had gone to the coffee shop. Dan was a stuttering mess. It was very cute. 
X = Xylophone (What's their song?)
I’m torn between Glamorous Indie Rock and Roll by the Killers, Lover by Taylor Swift and Take My Breath Away by Berlin. You and him jam to the Killers, Lover reminds him of how lucky he is to have you and take my breath away reminds him of top gun there for your movie dates. 
Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)
Not before you but after you all the time
Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)
He likes the idea of a dog once he moves out of the little room. 
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julien-schuester · 4 years
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SMS @ SCHUESTER SCHIBLING GC
WREN: DUDE WTF WAS THAT MUCKRAKER POST???
WREN: finn ur telling me ur getting up to freaky shit???
WREN: luv to see that i’m not the only fuck up anymore!!
WREN: also julesy boy forgot to say how proud i am that you banged someone in danny’s office
JULIEN: all it said is that I talked to theo Beiste's brother who cares?
JULIEN: o we're not talking about me...
JULIEN: is it true finn???
JULIEN: still the biggest fuck up tho 😇
JULIEN: u r rly so annoying shut up
JULIEN: but Finn............isn't that ivy's boyfriend?
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