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green-alm0nd · 29 days

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[Crosshair x gn!reader]: Leave a light on.

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Summary:

After Crosshair joined the squad again, he's made peace with everyone; except you. And you're willing to change that.

TRIGGER WARNINGS: SPOILERS FOR TBB S3, Crosshair being snarky and sarcastic, Tantiss, torture, mostly angst, but some fluff too, kissing, swearing, trauma, mentions of Order 66, mixed feelings, established relationship. Not proofread.

Enjoy!

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When Crosshair rejoined his squad, he never really showed anyone nor told anyone about his hand tremors from time to time.

You noticed a few weeks later, and so did the squad. You had gotten a very quick, curt explanation while the rest got a more detailed version (because Omega forced Crosshair to do so) even though they didn't really know if it a was mental or physical matter.

He had explained to everyone what they did to him on Tantiss, except for you. He had simply told you that his hand shook involuntarily from time to time.

He didn't add anything else, that was the only piece of information he had given you.

And you felt a bit frustrated about that, especially because you were his significant other. Although the relationship was...distant, it was still that: a relationship.

You were picking up some crates to bring from the port to Upper Pabu, and decided to organise your thoughts on the way back to the port. You figured that it was probably for the best if you spoke with Crosshair.

So, you did. After leaving the crates where Shep said to leave them, you slowly walked towards the snarky sniper, but realised that he was talking to Omega and AZI.

"If you were to elaborate more on the experimentation you were subjected to, I could determine the cause-"

Crosshair let out an exasperated sigh.

"Forget it." He said, before storming off.

...

You managed to find him looking at the seashore, leaning on the railing. He was probably deep in thought, by the way the frown on his face deepened.

"Cross." You called, from afar.

To this, Crosshair turned around and looked at your feet, unable to stare at your eyes.

"You and I have to talk. Now." You stated, crossing your arms.

"Why?" He asked, finally staring at you after a while. He had already had enough with AZI and Omega, and he didn't want to face you now.

You raised an eyebrow. "We both know why. Come on." You said, motioning for him to follow you.

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You arrived at your shared cottage, and you sat down on your bed while Crosshair leaned against the wall.

"Hunter told me about your hand." You commented, trying to start the conversation.

"Of course he has." He grumbled in response, annoyed. He crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.

"Can you blame him? You haven't told me a thing ever since you came back." You answered.

Crosshair scoffed in response, his gaze piercing your souls as he finally looked at you. "There's nothing to talk about."

"There certainly is."

Clicking his tongue, the sniper waited for you to elaborate, though he was the one who was supposed to elaborate.

"I didn't hear from you for months after Order 66. You're transported into this unknown place, and then you suddenly come back and you don't want to have a conversation with me about anything?"

"I don't want to talk about it." He replied, gritting his teeth. His hand started trembling, and he cursed quietly before clenching his fists and looking at you.

"Then why have you told your brothers and not me?" You asked, desperate.

"Because you blame yourself for everything!" Crosshair finally yelled.

Your eyes widened, staring at him with a confused expression on your face.

"If I told you what they did to me in Tantiss you would blame yourself for everything. I know because I know you. And I know that if I told you that I was submitted to unforgettable torture measures you'd blame yourself, and I didn't want that. I told my brothers because they know it was my mistake. But for some damn reason, you always feel guilty for a choice I made!" He spat, breathing heavily.

With AZI telling him about talking about what he went through, and you wanting to know, his head started to hurt. So, he figured it was best if he tried to get some air before things escalated further, which was something he did not wish for at the moment.

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You were left at your shared apartment, your mouth running dry. Was the fact that you didn't blame him for anything the reason why he never told you?

If anything, he was right. You did blame yourself. If things had gone according to plan, Crosshair would've been free from all the torture and everything else.

In the meantime, the sniper wondered if he had gone too far. He sighed, staring into the ocean, as the sun began to hide. One of his hands rested on the stone railing, while the other hung loosely.

He heard footsteps from behind, but didn't bother to look at the person, already knowing it was you. He felt something intertwine with his hand, and flinched at the touch.

"What." He said. It didn't even sound like a question, but a statement.

You stared at him, determined.

"I want you to tell me about Tantiss. I need to know." You answered. "I don't care if you think I feel guilty, I can't wait for another day."

Crosshair gulped, his snarky personality slowly disappearing.

"Fine." He grumbled, rolling his eyes.

...

"...That's...why Hemlock is dangerous."

You stared at Crosshair, with a sad expression. Your hands reached for his.

Crosshair was never a man fond of physical affection, he was always more into acts of service. In this intimate moment, however, he let your hands rest in his, though his body screamed for him to get away.

"Thank you, for telling me. I'm sorry for insisting so much." You told him, with a small smile.

He nodded, and decided to exit his comfort zone, and awkwardly placed an arm around you, pulling you closer to him.

You chuckled softly.

"Hey, you don't have to do this if you're uncomfortable with it." You commented, smiling at the sniper.

He grunted in response, slowly bringing his lips to your hair.

You closed your eyes, smiling at the sun, who finally said goodbye for the day. Your lips found Crosshair's, quietly thanking him for telling you his story. He had definitely gone through a lot, and you appreciated his honesty.

"You're surprisingly clingy today." You chimed.

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are. Is it because you missed me and my charming self, Cross?" You teased, smirking.

"You're being an idiot." Crosshair responded.

"It's called confidence."

"It's called being an idiot." Crosshair, though annoyed, still enjoyed your bickering.

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I have a French official exam tomorrow and I am shaking in fear :')

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#the bad batch #bad batch #star wars #star wars tbb #the bad batch x reader #tbb crosshair #crosshair x reader #the bad batch fanfiction #the bad batch crosshair

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taeloke · 3 months

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Overanalyzing 4KOTA Chapter 142 instead of just waiting for more info (2/2)

Part 1

This is the part where I talk about King and no one else. Also, this is more ramble than analysis by the end, and I'm making myself not worry about length this time, so...you have been warned :) As for Mertyl, I'll definitely talk about him again over the next chapter, though I might not say as much as I did the first time.

Firstly, look at this face. Remember all those seasons ago, when everything was peaceful for like a single week? How sweet and thoughtful this little guy was, especially against his own personal wishes?

This is King--regardless of how he's like on the outside.

Elaine herself described him as someone who tries to act tough but is really a crybaby. He's someone who can't seem to stop wearing his heart on his sleeve. He always tries to hide his feelings to keep everyone else from worrying, but try as he might, anyone will see through his "tough act" if they're around him for long enough. Awakened or not, he's not King if he's not a highly emotional character like that. He's just a lot better at putting a cover over those feelings now. He's grown up for real.

If you read these last few 4KOTA chapters without remembering the original Seven Deadly Sins story, it only makes sense to look at him more like an ass of a father right now. There's a lot to his perspective that we just haven't gotten to witness yet, and one of the easiest conclusions to make from all of that unknown space is "King loves Nasiens more than the adopted son he raised." For crying out loud, he's giving an immensely scarce cure-all to a young man who introduced himself as a human without an explanation for why Myrtel hasn't received it yet. We don't even know for sure if he's tried using the Drug of Yore to treat Myrtel's condition in the past right now.

There's just one problem about that conclusion: King isn't like that at all. It only looks like he is because this family drama is fatally poisoned with tension and misunderstandings at this point. It's starting to explode.

Remember how way back in the series, King first thought Diane without her memories of him would be better off without him at all?

I think that's a lot similar to what he's thinking with Nasiens right now. If King didn't play a part in their present happiness, then what right does he have to want their love? He'd label that as too greedy or selfish in a way that he can't allow himself to be. He thinks he knows his place, and that place is somewhere forever distanced from his first-born kid.

But he can't just do nothing for Nasiens. Maybe just one totally subtle yet significant expression of love can slide, right? What could he, seemingly as nothing more than a ruler, possibly give to Nasiens to make him happy? Maybe if he gives Nasiens just one perfect gift, Harlequin will feel like he was good for his son at least once. He'll feel like he's finally atoned for losing Nasiens for too long and failing him as a father, and then he can let that "sin" go. Surely, Nasiens wouldn't be happy knowing the truth anyway. He'll be better off never learning about his true relations, since he's built his life without it already. Assuming that "logic" is what King's going through, a lot of his actions make sense to me.

And yet he still almost slipped up and spilled the beans.

Nice save, King, but if you gave Nasiens more time to think he would have realized what you really meant. Tioreh gave him time to realize she believed he's a fairy and his initial freeze then was the exact same.

None of this is easy for King. It isn't easy for any of them. In some ways, those past 2 years must have felt like forever to him. Precious time to have his first-born kid around that he'll never get back. And after 2 years of keeping distance...

"Sorry, I couldn't help but follow you."

"I just wanted to help you out, in any way I could."

King can't keep his distance anymore. His true feelings are starting to break free.

"Hee hee... Don't be shy, now. I just want to be of assistance."

Sure, King. Saying it like that totally doesn't make it sound like there's more to this, even with your confident/amused chuckle.

Of all the gifts he could give Nasiens, I'm sure King believed this was the one thing Nasiens couldn't refuse to accept from him. A powerful healing drug that he advertised as one-of-a-kind and a once-in-a-millennium opportunity. With it presented not only as that, but also as something that might bring Percival back, how could Nasiens reject such a gift? Right?

...And then Nasiens rejects the gift. Immediately, King gets so nervous that he breaks character.

He immediately started sweating too. King prepared everything up to this moment, and he has no excuse as Nasiens questions him and calls him out.

And Nasiens is right to call him out because of how this looks.

Nasiens, just like us, doesn't yet know what the truth here is. He's right to be suspicious and King needs to realize that plans in how the changeling duo is handled need to change right now. Ready or not--telling the truth is the only way to save what's actively starting to cave in.

But the sad thing is...I have a feeling that it's too late already.

Things are only going to get worse from here... I don't know how, and in a way that makes this feel more awful.

Sixtus should tell King that Mertyl saw him offer the Drug of Yore to Nasiens. There's no doubt in my mind that King will realize the problem once he has that information and try to do whatever he can to make things right. PLEASE don't make him too late again. At least give him a chance to talk to Mertyl before things fall apart if that's where all of this is headed.

#nnt king #4kota #mokushiroku no yonkishi #nanatsu no taizai #nnt #ramblings #I feel like I have even more to say #but i cant think of any more #and i want to send this today soo

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callsign-rogueone · 1 month

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ok but!! ive been reading some fw theories in the subreddit, and one that has a lot of diff opinions on is whether liam has a second signet or if he was wielding ice in that scene, especially since deigh’s name means ice. what are your thoughts, do you think it was just a mistake?? and what about liam in your universe?

[insert that clip of Cardi B going: “I’m glad you brung it up because I’ve been dying to talk about this for a minute”]

FOURTH WING AND IRON FLAME SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT. this ramble is not going to be proofread, nor supported with textual evidence, because I have a migraine. but if anyone wants to jump in with page numbers and quotes or things I missed / got wrong, please feel free!

in short: I think it’s possible that Liam did have a second signet.

first, my only hangup on this theory: what are the odds of two riders in the same squad, in the same year, having the same signet (Ridoc and Liam)? I know some signets are more rare than others, but that’s still a very slim chance when there’s 20+ signets out there that we know of, and RY will probably come up with more (fr, I need to know what Garrick and Aaric's signets are. I hope they're something unique, that we haven't seen yet.) but here are a few arguments in favor of two-signet Liam:

one: I don’t think it was just “RY putting the wrong name”.

Ridoc wasn’t there at Resson, so RY would have to have confused the two boys entirely for it to be a mistake. besides them both being perfect little bbs and adoring fans of Violet, they’re not alike in appearance, dragon color, nor backstory -- what is Ridoc’s deal? like why did he want to become a rider? I need to know for my next gfverse chapter 😭 and the mistake would also have to slip past multiple rounds of editors and proofreaders as well, which is possible, but not probable. and was Ridoc's signet even confirmed at that time? maybe this is me forgetting things, because ADHD, and it’s been a while since I’ve read FW in full, but the first time I remember hearing about Ridoc’s signet is in Iron Flame — when they’re at RSC and he’s like “I could force the locks open with ice”. that confused me at the time because I didn’t know about (or remember) his signet. and then it really clicked for me later, when he makes an ice pack for poor Brennan after Mira decks him lmao. is it mentioned earlier than that? when I search “ice” in my FW ebook it shows me every instance of “voice” and "nice" and “office” etc., too, and I'm not scrolling through all that 🙄 and neither of the reference sites I like to use have a page number listed for him getting his signet or the first time it’s mentioned. as another aside: look how gorgeous Ridoc is here. smash. EDIT TO ADD: it is mentioned in Fourth Wing, in one line on page 289 (as identified by @hockeyspiral23 - thank you!) but he doesn't actually use it. no wonder my adhd brain forgot about it when there were bigger issues at hand lol they also pointed out that it could still have been a mistake, if RY meant to have it be another one of the barely-mentioned marked riders who aren't part of the main gang, as ice-wielding is "a common signet" (FW p. 289), and there were a few students we never really met apart from Resson (including Masen and Soleil. RIP.) so it could have been one of them. another possible explanation that I just came up with for the mistake category -- unreliable narrator? the events of that day were incredibly distressing for Vi, and she literally gets poisoned and loses consciousness and doesn't wake up for three days (following the theory that FW and IF are her diary, written in an ancient language and translated by Jesinia later) so it could have been a blur / hard to remember and VIOLET could have gotten it wrong. If I were RY, and it was a genuine mistake, this is the explanation I would give lmao

two: Deigh meaning ice is another tally in the “not a mistake” column.

RY likes to have the dragons' names refer to their current rider's signets. (Tairn = thunder, Aimsir = weather...) but not all of them match (Tiene = fire, I think, and Mira makes shields.) Liam and the ice is only mentioned once, at Resson, but there are many characters who we don't see getting their signet -- really just Vi's sex-induced lightning, and a mention of Sawyer nearly killing someone in a swordfight on accident. and Sloane's siphoning, too. okay, maybe this isn't a great point. but I still want to hear how they figured these things out! especially Bodhi. and Xaden's second one. poor thing couldn't tell anyone, even his best friend, and had to figure out how to manage it entirely on his own (he had Sgaeyl, but that's it.) and maybe Liam didn’t realize he had the ice until Resson, and just started slinging icicles at the wyvern once he figured out that he could. though that's kinda unlikely, I guess, since he would have channeled in November or December and Resson wasn't until July... hm.

three: Deigh could have been the dragon of Liam's relative, giving him a second signet like Xaden has with Sgaeyl.

it’s my understanding that Liam, like all the marked ones (except my addition of Darling and her little sibs) were military kids, and his mom is mentioned in IF as being the one to weave the protection runes, which I believe requires a level of magic that only a rider would have. so he has at least one relative who was a rider, and therefore probably more. ngl, at first I thought it was mad suspicious that his parents were executed separately from everyone else’s, but then we didn’t meet them in Aretia, so I guess they really are dead. but how mf heartbreaking would it be if they were alive -- and the first time they see their son in a whole year of him being gone at Basgiath, it’s Xaden carrying his body into the fortress 😭 and Vi and X crying and apologizing to Mama Mairi for not being able to save him… I’M SO SORRY. IT JUST CAME TO ME, AND I HAD TO WRITE IT DOWN. if any FW writer wants to write that AU, go for it. we could all use another good cry. there seems to be a trend of the dragons who had Tyrrish riders purposely (and "illegally") bonding the descendants of their previous riders. - Xaden has a second signet from Sgaeyl as his grandfather was one of her former riders, allegedly, but he "didn't make it out of the quadrant"? so he had a kid (Fen, Xaden's dad?) before graduating? is that why Xaden mentions that his dad hated dragon riders in one of his letters to Vi? - and then I believe Imogen has the dragon of a relative, but not a direct relative, so she doesn't have a second signet, but the one she does have is just really strong? I feel like they glossed over that a little too quickly, and it remains unclear to me how that whole thing works. - and now maybe Liam, too?

I might tack more stuff on below as it comes to me, or RB with commentary, but I think that's all I've got for now.

but regardless of if it was a mistake or not, I’m not planning on putting it in Liam and Spark’s story — just his farsight, which is confirmed multiple times. if Spark believed in the gods, she’d thank them for not giving him something as destructive and deadly as her water, but Li’s still gonna have some issues with it, because I feel the need to project my issues onto my fave characters, and everyone loves some mild hurt/comfort that’s resolved with cuddles and a nap, right? 🥰

#liz.txt #answered #fourth wing #Iron Flame #fourth wing fan theories #Liam Mairi #empyrean series #fourth wing spoilers #iron flame spoilers

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faejilly · 1 year

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Shadowhunters prompt! Where the A/B/O thing means Magnus’s attempts to get Alec’s attention are really out there. Alec is charmed but baffled

so uh. I wasn't quite sure where to go with that, because Magnus & Alec's ability to try and communicate at dramatic cross-purposes is Very Them™️, but I usually think the a/b/o thing would make it easier what with pheromones and more defined gender/courting rituals? But then again it's not like Nephilim would have any idea how anyone else does things, and Magnus would be rather paranoid about crossing any lines?

Yeah. That totally works. Even if I failed to explain any of that IN THE FIC, hopefully baffled Alec is still entertaining? LMK if you want more, there's a whole lot more explanation in my head so I'm sure I can come up with something. 😅😅😅

That was Magnus.

In the Institute.

In a suit with a vest but no shirt and those boots and his hair, and Alec suddenly realized he was still standing with his arm raised from opening a door even though the door had shut behind him.

He was alone with Magnus in the Institute foyer and he was gorgeous and he smelled perfect, as warm and comforting as the incense that burned in the chapel without any of the cold tang of adamas-laced stone beneath it that always made Alec's spine straighten and nose wrinkle because that smell meant work.

Alec finally remembered to let his hands drop to his sides, and then realized Magnus had said something, and he was almost smiling and he was...

Holding out a bouquet of flowers?

Alec blinked.

"What."

He didn't manage to make it sound like a question, and he almost winced as Magnus' expression tightened, and he leaned back and he was further away and the flowers were gone, and Alec almost whimpered in disappointment.

"My apologies, of course."

And then somehow Magnus was bowing and he was even further away with a flourish of his hands and a twirl of his coat and the click of his boot-heels on the stone floor and Alec tried to reach out a hand because he still couldn't figure out what Magnus had said, he'd been too distracted by how pretty he was and how nice the flowers were but then he was alone by himself in the Institute with his hand hanging in front of him.

Again.

What.

Why.

Alec sighed, and stared up at the ceiling, as if that would give him the answer, would explain how his why are you giving me flowers when we haven't even rescheduled our date yet and I haven't gotten you anything? somehow come out as why would you think I'd like flowers despite the fact that Alec adored flowers and would love to tell Magnus that.

If he could just remember how to talk when Magnus showed up?

He'd managed to say yes when Magnus asked him out for drinks!

Only then he'd had to chase Clary and apparently Magnus thought that meant something other than literally having to chase Clary because she didn't have the sense God gave sheep.

Izzy or Jace were going to manufacture a disaster and call Magnus to clean it up just to find out what was going on between them, and Alec hated to think how much of a catastrophe they'd manage on purpose, considering the chaos they pulled off all the time mostly by accident.

He hated even more that he was half-tempted to create a disaster himself so Magnus would stop thinking he'd done something wrong and disappearing to regroup before Alec's brain could reboot after seeing him.

How the fuck was one person that attractive, it should be impossible.

Maybe he could write a letter and throw it at Magnus the next time he showed up?

He heard the door he'd come through open, and the stutter of boots as someone had to shift to avoid him where he was still standing by himself right in front of the door.

Alec sighed again. "Yes, Yoshino?"

"I was uh." Yoshino somehow still looked perfectly composed and reasonably elegant in her leathers even as she shrugged and side-stepped to get around him. "Just going out for coffee. Want anything?"

Alec shook his head. "No, thank you."

"You... all right sir?"

Alec lifted his brows at her.

"You've got that smoky cedar smell thing going on, and that usually means you're about to do something on purpose that terrifies the trainees more than their own reckless stupidity, and I just want to know if I should get some extra bold beans to stash in the kitchen for the rest of us so we can keep up."

Alec snorted and shook his head again. "I promise not to scare the trainees."

Yoshino's nose wrinkled as she stared at him. "Two bags then, got it."

He blinked, and she turned and left, and he allowed himself a grin as the door swung closed behind her. That was probably a good idea, actually. He could use the kick to help him figure out a new approach.

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angel-ixily · 2 years

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The Story of Us

Pairing: Steve Harrington x female!Reader

Pronouns: She/Her

POV: First person

Fandom: Stranger Things

Warnings: Foul language, mentions of Steve and Nancy doing the deed, mentions of blood, mentions of puke, mentions of alcohol and drugs

Summary: The explanation of how Steve Harrington and Y/N ended up being a couple

It was 6th grade when I had first met Steve Harrington.

I was sitting at a table alone at lunch. I had just moved to Hawkins from Gary, and I had known nobody. Throughout the entire day, I didn't talk or even share a glance at anyone.

I felt like a total outcast. Hell, I was an outcast. But that's until a boy, around 5'2 had walked over casually and sat at my lunch table. His thick brown hair bouncing from how he had plopped down in the seat across from me. He had a smile on his face. I looked up at him slowly.

"The names Harrington," He paused for a moment, putting out his hand for me to shake. "Steve Harrington."

And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the start of a very, very long friendship ahead of us. And after that, we would begin to form a relationship. But let's not skip ahead of ourselves here. Let me share the story of how Steve and I began to fall in love with each other.

The summer of 1983. Our Junior year. Steve and I invited Carol, Tommy, Barbara, and Nancy; Steve's girlfriend at the time, to a party at his house. Nancy brought it amongst herself to invite her friend Barbara, who lets say, did not have a fun time at all.

We drank, swam, ate, had the time of our lives! Steve and I mocked Carol and Tommy's relationship! Tommy fought back by saying, "Oh yeah? And what about you two? You guys have been best friends for 5 years! There's no way the both of you haven't hooked up!"

As always, because we had been asked this question a million times before, Steve answered, "We're just friends." I answered, "Oh give it up Tommy! Steve has a girlfriend now! Cut it off with the jokes! And besides, what about that Jackie girl? Weren't you fucking around with her only a few days ago?" This caused Carol to give him an upset look and it didn't stop Nancy from giving me one of those looks. One of those looks that read, 'I'm done with the dating jokes between you two. He's mine.'

At the time, I would have gladly let her have him. He was my best friend! Have all the fun in the world that you desire with him! However, break his heart and you'd feel my wrath. But after a while, the thoughts of Nancy Wheeler would slowly fade from Steve's mind, only to be replaced with another girl. But again, we're getting ahead of ourselves.

After a while of splashing and messing around in the pool, we had all gotten out and decided to dry off in Steve's house. Well...not all of us. I had stayed next to Steve's pool, picking up some trash and the mess that they had all left behind. Only a moment later, Barbara came back out. I had been picking up a crushed beer can, and I had looked up to see her. The blood from when she cut her hand still dropping onto the floor. She sat on the edge of the pool.

"Just so you know, whatever Carol and Tommy said in the house that brought you back out here, it doesn't matter. Their opinions and thoughts don't matter at all. Tommy has a micro penis of a brain, and Carol's hair roots drag so deeply into her head that she only knows how to speak dumb. Stupidity is their nature. I guess that's why they’re perfect for each other." This caused Barbara to laugh. It was a sad laugh, though. We were quiet for a moment until she spoke.

"No. It's nothing they said. It's just that.. ever since Nancy began dating Steve, she's been different. She's acting different; Dressing different. Treating me different! She literally just told me to go home. Nancy's been my best friend for years and within a snap of a finger she changes because her boyfriend wants her to." Barbara stopped talking. She took a deep sigh. Her head hung low and her blood continuously dripping into the water. I bit my lip and walked over, sitting down next to her.

"I don't think that Steve wants her to change. If I'm going to be honest, Steve isn't as bad as people make him out to be. Yeah, he has his asshole moments, but he's not a terrible human being. If anything, he doesn't want Nancy to change at all. He started liking her because of who she was, not because of who he wants her to be. I think now that she's dating Steve, she wants to match up with their energy. She's changing because she feels like she needs to." I looked at Barb as I spoke. It took her a while, but she looked up at me.

"Why does she feel like she needs to change? She's been one way all her life. Why change now?" I just shrugged.

"I'm sorry but I don't know," I put a hand on her shoulder. "Maybe that's something you should talk to Nancy about. I don't know her that well and I don't think she likes me very much, but if I do know something about her character, it's that she's a good person. She has a good heart and so do you." I winked at Barb before I stood up, dusting myself off.

"Now. I'm going to run inside and grab some antiseptic cream and a wraparound band-aid. Stay right there and I'll be back in a moment." I walked to Steve's back door and slid it open, walking in, and closing it behind me. I rushed up the stairs and walked into the bathroom, opening the closet. I reached for the first aid kit on the top shelf, opened it, and grabbed the band aid, some tape, and the antiseptic cream.

As I was exiting the bathroom, I began walking down the hallway, when I heard light groaning from Steve's bedroom. I cringed and hurried downstairs, humming "Break My Stride" to forget the torturous sounds I had heard. I walked to the back door and slid it open. I stepped out.

"I'm back with the stuff Barb. Your hand is going to be back in good shape in no ti-" I closed the door behind me and turned around. Barb was no longer there. I walked a little closer to the pool. "Barb? Barb are you there?" I looked around the scenery. The pool was still. Nothing seemed touched or out of order then it was when I had left. The deck was a little wetter than it had been before, but that was it. I pursed my lips and furrowed my eyebrows. "I..Barb I told you not to move."

And that's the entire reason why Steve and I grew closer. it's really sad to think that Barb's death was the reason that Steve and I would fall in love with each other, but it's true.

A bunch of dominoes fell after that. Nancy began hanging out with Jonathan Byers. She and Steve dated for another year or so before Steve broke up with her after Nancy told him that their relationship was bullshit. Hell, I was the one who sat here and talked through it with Steve. Let me tell you how that went!

Steve had speed walked out of the bathroom. I was talking to the new kid, Billy Hargrove, who had been lightly flirting with me. It stopped after Steve had whizzed right past me. I excused myself and followed after him.

"Steve! Steve!" It wasn't until we had been outside and close to his car was when I had enough of him ignoring me and I ran in front of him, stopping him. "Steve what happened in there? Where is Nancy?" I asked, looking at him right in the eyes. He huffed for a few seconds before he spoke.

"Nancy 'Little Miss Perfect' Wheeler isn't coming or even riding back home with me. She can stay behind and wait for her boyfriend Jonathan to waste his gas on her and drive her home." Steve began to walk past me again but I grabbed his arm. He stopped again.

"I'm going with you, right? I have no other way home." I told him. He whipped around, glaring daggers at me.

"You have no other way home, huh? What about the new King, Billy Hargrove? What about him? I'm sure he'd LOVE to take you home. I'm sure he'd also love to get a nice blowjob from you!" He yelled. I was taken aback, but I kept my head high.

"I don't know what Nancy said in there to you. I don't know what's gotten you so pissed off besides the fact that you spilled a drink all over her, but don't you ever take it out on me. This has nothing to do with me at all," I was stepping closer to him, pointing a finger at his face. "So, take a fucking breath and calm down before I make you. Billy and I talking at a high school party has nothing to do with your relationship problems." I told him. He looked me in the eyes. I could see his eyes become waterier. He faced away from me.

"Just get in the car. I'll explain it when we get to my house..." He mumbled.

The car ride there had been quiet. The radio was off, Steve and I weren't talking. The only sound heard was the engine of the car running. And then the keys jingling when Steve had parked the car in his driveway and turned off the ignition.

He had opened his door and gotten out. I proceeded to follow. He opened the gate to his backyard, and we walked in there together. He sat by the edge of the pool, not caring whether or not his shoes got wet. It was also the same place Barb had sat right before she died.

I was scared that if I looked away from Steve, he would disappear like she did, and I'd lose him forever. Just like Nancy had lost Barb forever. I didn't take my eyes off of him as I sat next to him by the pool, taking my heels off and dipping my feet into the water.

We were both quiet. Steve looked at the water, while I looked at him. All of this seeming so familiar.

"I'm sorry Y/N..." He said out of nowhere. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"I'm sorry. For the way I treated you back there. I was just...I was so pissed. Nancy told me she didn't love me and that our relationship was bullshit. She talked about Barb's death and how it was our fault. I just... I saw you talking to Billy. You looked happy. I guess I walked past you because I wanted you to notice how upset I was. Well, you did and then I went off on you because you did exactly what I wanted you to do. I shouldn't have done that." He looked over to me and into my eyes. I stared right back at him.

"I understand. What Nancy said to you was heartbreaking. But you also have to realize that she was really, really drunk. People say stupid things when they're drunk. Things that they sometimes don't mean. Remember that one time that you got completely wasted and when I dropped you off at home you wouldn't stop rambling about how you loved me and that you wanted to be with me? How the only reason you started talking to me in the middle school was because you had the biggest crush on me and that you had always loved me? Yeah, people say stupid things." Steve raised his eyebrows for a moment before lowering them. He opened his mouth to say something, but he just shrugged.

"Yeah, but what Nancy was saying seemed so real. She's been acting weird and different for months. Sometimes when you're drunk, the truth spills out because the common sense isn't clicking. The decision making between wrong and right isn't communicating with the rest." Steve explained. I stared at him wide eyed.

"What?" He asked. He raised an eyebrow.

"Nothing. It's just that...when you had joined that AP Psych class with me, you couldn't tell the different between the frontal lobe and the aorta of the heart. But here you are explaining how alcohol makes you lose connections of the brain. That's crazy, Harrington." I jokingly said. He chuckled. For what felt like the 300th time today, it was quiet.

"Yeah. I guess I've drank enough alcohol to just know from experience of how it messes with things." He said, looking back to the pool. I nodded, biting my lip. I hadn't realized I had glanced down from Steve, and I looked back up at him. It was as if it were my first time seeing him again in a new light. I didn't know what kind of light it was, though.

"So, when you told me you loved me a few months ago...was that true?" I asked. He looked at the pool before dragging his head to look at me.

"I uh...Ya know, like you said. You sometimes say crazy things when you're drunk." He joked. I laughed, causing him to laugh. He stopped laughing early, just looking at me. A smile playing at his lips.

I stopped laughing as well. looking at him again. For a moment, it felt like it was just us.

That was the first time that the connection between us blossomed into something different. Something new.

"Thanks for caring so much, Y/N." He mumbled.

"I'll be here anytime you need me, Steve." I replied.

As I've mentioned before, that was when something began to blossom between us. Although, it wasn't until Steve began working at Starcourt Mall was when the growing blossom finally bloomed.

Steve, Robin, and I had been captured and drugged by the Russians. Dustin and Erica had busted us out of the underground base and had brought us back into the normal floor of the mall. Instead of getting us out of the building, they brought us into the theater to watch some movie about flying cars and time travel. I was drugged. I don't remember it.

Dustin told us to stay put. Knowing Steve, Robin, and I...we most definitely did not stay put. We left almost immediately and ran to the fountain, enjoying the cold, crisp water. high off of our asses. After that we began to feel sick. We ran to the bathroom and I almost couldn't make it to the toilet to puke. I was in the really big stall. Steve was in the one next to me and Robin was in the one next to him.

I'll give you, my dear reader, the details.

We had finished puking first and it was just us sitting in the quiet. I had my head against the wall of the stall, my heart pounding and my throat hurting.

"Have you guys...ever been in love?" Robin asked. I sighed. Everyone knew what Steve was about to say. It was coming from a million miles away.

"Yeah. Nancy Wheeler," BINGO! I was right! But then again, when am I never right? Steve continued. "First semester senior year." I nodded against the stall.

"Knew that was coming." I spoke. Steve scoffed. Robin chuckled.

"Oh my god. She's such a priss." Robin complained.

"Myeh. Turns out not really." Steve announced to us. I leaned my head to where Steve was.

"Are you still in love with Nancy?" Robin asked. This question caught my attention. My heart felt heavy. It's as if I was expecting him to say yes. That yes never came.

"No." Steve answered. My heart relaxed. I didn't know that I was tense until I took a breath.

"Why not?" Robin asked. I straightened out my legs. I was interested in how Steve would answer this. He was quiet for a second before he began to talk.

"I guess it's because I found someone better for me. Heh it's crazy. Ever since I met Dustin he's been saying, "I know you like her. The feeling is somewhere within you. Somewhere you locked away because you were scared of rejection. I see how you guys look at each other and you can't just be friends. You found your Suzie." I stood still. The world seemed like it had stopped spinning. I couldn't move.

"Wait, who's Suzie?" Robin asked in a drunken tone.

"Some girl from camp. I guess his girlfriend." Steve breathed out. "To be honest with you I'm not 100% sure she's even real." Steve paused a moment. "But that's...that's not the point, it doesn't matter. The point is that this girl, ya know the one that I like.. It's somebody that I have known for what seems like forever. I picked her up everyday. I talk to her everyday. She's basically my best friend." I sat up straighter against the wall. My heart beating with every word he said. My brain thoughtless.

"And I don't even know why I never made a move on her. Maybe because Tommy H would have teased me, or we'd get a lot of "I told you so's." Steve began to face my side of the stall. "It's stupid...I mean. Dustin was right from the beginning. He saw right through me. I've been in love with this girl from the day I introduced myself. I found out that she was caring. She is so caring. She cared for me throughout all my stupid shit. I have never felt anything like this. She's so smart. She dragged me into 2 AP classes with her in Junior year. And she's loving. She's so loving and nurturing towards everything. She's been my best friend for 6 years and it took me this long to figure out how I felt for her all along." Steve stopped there. The only thing that could be heard was my heart beating. I didn't know what to say. I opened my mouth, yet nothing came out at all. I was stunned. Robin was quiet as well.

"Y/N?" Steve banged his hand against the stall barrier. I stared at the wall. "Did you just OD in there?" He asked. I snorted.

"Yeah no. I am very much still alive. I'm breathing." I informed him, taking a deep breath.

I heard some rustling, and then Steve slid under the stall He sat across from me.

"The floor is literally disgusting." I cringed.

"Yeah well I already got a buncha blood and puke on my shirt so," Steve and I stared at each other for a moment. We just stared. Trying to just take in the fact that it had taken us almost 6 years to figure out how we felt. "What do you think?" Steve asked.

"About?" Robin asked from the other stall. I giggled, looking down at the floor and then back up at him. Steve faced the stall leading to Robin's side.

"This girl." Steve responded.

"She sounds awesome." Robin complimented. Steve turned back towards me.

"She is awesome," He agreed. It's as if he was taking me in. "And what about the guy?" He added. It's as if Robin knew not to answer this question. Instead, he waited for my answer.

"I'm hoping that the drugs aren't messing with his brain and that he's thinking straight." I told him.

"Oh, I think he's thinking a lot clearer than usual." Steve spoke calmly. I felt butterflies in my stomach, and I wanted to scream.

"I'd hope so because I need him to be able to think clearly so all the words that I'm about to say will sink in." Steve nodded, sitting up straighter and fixing his posture. "I remember the day that you told me that you liked Nancy. You walked next door, walked right into my room, and just began to talk all about her. I told myself 'I'm happy for him' and 'I could care less about his relationships'. That was far from the truth. I told myself that because I forced myself to. I listened for hours and hours about how Nancy was your world and how she was so important to you. I remember being secretly jealous. And now I realize that it wasn't because I thought you would replace me with her; but because I liked you all along and I just didn't know." I felt tears coming to my eyes and I grabbed Steve's hand on the other side of the stall. He smiled a toothy grin.

"Dustin was right. Tommy, Carol, Nancy, Tina, everybody was right. I'm so sorry that it took me so long to realize. Steve Harrington, I've loved you all this time and I never even knew it until today. Isn't that crazy?" I asked him, a few tears slipping down. Steve scooted closer to me.

"No, it's not crazy. Wanna know what’s crazy? I knew I loved you the day that Nancy told me our relationship was bullshit. When we were by the pool together. You’d think that’s the last place I’d recognize my feelings for someone. But I remember just looking over at you.. and everything stopped. And then Dustin and the kids came along and they’d continuously ask us if we were together! They’d tell us they we should and that it’s obvious we liked each other. Hell, Dustin even brought you up on on train tracks when we were trying to capture Dart.” Steve brought up the train tracks and I pursed my lips and lifted an eyebrow.

“Wait Dustin mentioned me on the tracks?” I asked Steve curiously. Steve nodded.

“Yeah. When you went to go back to the car to get more meat he began talking about love or something. He asked me about you.” I waited for a few seconds for Steve to continue, but he never did. I figured he was leaving it there.

“And… what did you say?” I asked him. Steve finally continued the rest of the story.

“I told him that you weren’t like everyone. That you were different then Nancy, Tina, Carol, Chrissy, Sarah, basically all of them. You were the perfect type of girl to fall in love with. When Dustin asked me why I wasn’t with you, I didn’t know what to answer because I wanted to be with you… I just didn’t know how to approach it.” Steve mumbled the last part. I smiled.

“I know we’re in a really crazy scenario.. but after this, will you go on a date with me?” He asked. I smiled brighter.

“I will.” I agreed. Steve let go of my hand and came over to my side of the stall. He sat right next to me.

“Hi…” he mumbled.

“Hi.” I replied. Steve looked at my eyes for a moment before glancing down to my lips. I giggled. “If you’re gonna kiss me you better do it now.” I offered. Steve nodded and began to lean in. He was less than an inch away when Robin, who I forgot was here, spoke.

“If you guys start making out, I’m gonna go right back to the secret Russian base and have them murder me.” She said. I laughed and Steve sighed.

“Shut up, Robin.” He said. I hit his chest lightly.

“I like Robin. Be nice.” I ordered him. He smiled.

“Yeah I like her too.” He said, beginning to lean on again. I started leaning in as well. Our lips were literally right on each other’s when the door slammed open. We both tore away from each other, whipping our heads to face the door.

Dustin was in the stall doorway.

“What… the hell.”

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HEY ANDI :) CONGRATS ON 1500 FOLLOWERS !!! YOU DESERVE IT AND SO MUCH MORE <33

okay i wasn't sure if the prompt thing was still open which is why i haven't sent one in yet but i was wondering if you could write something like a party sleepover with pining Mike and madwheeler ? im a HUGE platonic madwheeler enjoyer and that'd be just perfect

ahh, thank you so much! i hope you enjoy!!!

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kiss you in a crowded room

Max Mayfield is on a mission tonight, and she’s not leaving this sleepover until she completes that mission.

Quite honestly, the mission shouldn’t be that difficult, except for the fact that her friends are literally fucking idiots. That’s the simplest explanation for it. Everyone in the Party is just a little bit stupid, but by far, the stupidest member of the Party has to be Mike Wheeler.

…

She means that with love. Really, she does.

But see, Max can say shit like that because tonight, she’s going to do Mike Wheeler a huge favor. She’s going to (very gently) nudge Mike and Will in the right direction, so they stop pining after each other, like they’ve been doing for the last several years. Apparently, it hadn’t even gotten any better when Max was in her coma. Oh no, in fact, it had gotten worse, according to Lucas.

And somehow, even though the war with Vecna is now over, Mike and Will still haven’t started dating each other yet.

Everyone else seems to be content with waiting for them to figure it out on their own, but hey, if there’s one thing that being killed and brought back to life like Jesus taught Max, it’s that you shouldn’t waste the time you’ve been given.

So, that’s exactly why Max has concocted a little plan—with El’s help, of course—to get Will and Mike together.

It’s quite simple honestly, and it’ll be hilarious no matter what.

The Party’s going to play spin the bottle.

“We are not playing spin the bottle,” Mike protests, and Max leans back, scrunching her nose in the direction of her friend.

“You gonna tell a blind girl what she can or can’t do, Wheeler?” Max asks boredly. “Because that’s really, really rude of you.”

Mike just sputters. “I didn’t… I’m not… What does that even have to do with anything?”

“It has everything to do with everything,” Max says, as cryptically as she can. “Besides, I missed out on like… two years of Party sleepovers. Ergo, I deserve to pick out our first party game.”

“She’s got a point there, Mike,” Lucas remarks, and Max grins. She can always count on Lucas to side with her, even if her point is a stupid one. God, Max loves him. “And what’s the harm in playing spin the bottle?”

“Maybe I don’t want to kiss you guys,” Mike says stubbornly.

“Okay, ouch,” Max says, pretending to be offended. “Is anyone else hurt by that? Anybody?”

“A little,” El says with a bit of a giggle. “But it is okay. I do not want to kiss you either, Mike. You are a lousy kisser—”

“Hey!” Mike protests.

“I still vote we play though,” El adds. “I have never played spin the bottle.”

“Me either,” Dustin agrees. “I mean, it could be fun. And it’s not like our kisses mean anything.”

“Dude, why are you winking?” Mike gripes. “You do realize that implies the exact opposite of what you just said?”

“No, Mike,” Dustin says sarcastically. “I was just winking for the hell of it.”

Before Mike can say anything else, Max jumps back into the conversation. “Well, if Dustin’s on board with the game, then we’re playing,” she says simply. “Because even if Will votes with you, Mike, the four of us want to play. So. Party rule and all that shit. Sorry.”

Mike lets out an exasperated groan. “Why did we agree to let you in our party?”

“Because I saved your lives from my asshole brother and immediately established myself as the third coolest Party member,” Max says cheerfully, and she reaches for the empty Coke bottle sitting by her side. “First coolest is El, in case you were wondering. Second coolest is Will, obviously.”

“Obviously,” Lucas agrees. “And you are third coolest, but I think I’m fourth.”

“Hey now,” Dustin starts to protest, but before he can say anything else, Max turns towards Lucas and nods.

“No, you’re right,” she chuckles. “Then, it’s Dustin, and then Mike.”

“Hey!” Mike protests. “Why am I last?”

“You really want me to answer that question?”

A beat passes.

Then, another.

And another.

“He doesn’t know what to say, does he?” Max asks dryly.

“Nope,” El answers. “He’s currently pouting to Will.”

“Oh, good, Will’s still here. He hasn’t talked in a while, so I was beginning to think he left.”

“I’m still here,” Will says with a small laugh. “Just quiet.”

“Mm, quiet is not going to work for me, Byers,” Max tsks, and she sets the Coke bottle in what she believes should be the middle of the circle. “Alright, if I’m way off, someone make sure the bottle is in the middle. Who wants to go first?”

“I’ll go!” El says cheerfully. “I want to try it. What do I do?”

“Oh, you just spin the bottle, El,” Dustin explains. “Then, whoever it lands on, you have to kiss.”

“We won’t make you kiss Will though,” Lucas adds. “That’d be weird since you guys are technically siblings now.”

“Oh, thank God,” Will sighs.

“Yeah, Indiana’s bad, but we’re not Alabama,” Max chuckles. “Anyways, El, you ready?”

“Ready,” El says, and the next thing Max knows, she hears the familiar sound of the glass bottle spinning on the wood floor. The noise goes on for a little bit longer; then, finally, it stops. “Oh, it’s Dustin. Okay!”

“Sorry, Suzie-Poo,” Dustin says with a dramatic sigh, and Max scrunches her nose. She hears her friend shift, presumably moving towards each other. It’s followed by the briefest little kissing sound; then, El sits back down beside Max.

“That was easy,” El remarks. “Max, it is your turn now.”

“Cool.” Max grins, and she reaches for the bottle. Once again, it spins and spins and spins, before finally, it stops. “Alright, friends don’t lie. Who do I have to kiss?”

“Me,” comes Will’s voice. He laughs, a bit nervous.

“Aw, Byers!” Max laughs, holding out her hand. “Cute. C’mere.”

“Here I come,” Will says with a laugh of his own, and before Max knows it, Will gives her a chaste little kiss.

“Thank you,” Max says cheerfully, leaning back. “See, Mike? Kissing people in this game’s not that bad. We’re all adults, and we’ve all kissed people before.”

“Technically, you’re the only one of us who’s eighteen,” Mike points out. “And… I don’t know if all of us have kissed people before.”

The room goes silent, and Max’s brow furrows. “Wait… who hasn’t…”

Her voice trails off, and Max’s jaw drops open. She turns her head in the direction she’d heard Will’s voice earlier. “Holy shit, Will, was that your first kiss?”

Once again, the room goes silent. It’s all the confirmation Max needs.

“I don’t count,” Max reassures, waving her hand absently. “You don’t like girls, so I’m just like… a practice dummy.”

A little laugh escapes Will’s lips. “And if I kiss one of the guys tonight?” he asks dryly. “Does that count?”

“Mm, depends on who you kiss,” Max replies with a smirk. “Anyways, Lucas, it’s your turn.”

“Got it,” Lucas says, and he reaches for the bottle, spinning it in a circle. Once again, the bottle spins for a while; then, the room goes silent. “Alright, El, you up for another kiss?”

Beside her, El laughs. “Why not?” she asks, clearly unbothered by this. She shifts, presumably moving towards Lucas, and Lucas shifts, presumably going to meet El in the middle.

Again, a little kissing sound fills the silence in the room, and Max claps, a dry smile on her face. “Congrats on your kiss,” she says with a chuckle. “I hope you both enjoyed it.”

“Not bad,” El remarks.

“Not bad at all,” Lucas agrees.

“Jealous,” Max deadpans. “Okay. Whose turn is it? Mike?”

Across the circle, Mike groans. “Do I have to?”

“Yes,” everyone else responds in perfect unison.

“Don’t be a bad sport, Wheeler,” Lucas scolds.

“It is just a game,” El adds.

“Seriously,” Max says dryly. “I mean, honestly… is there someone you just don’t want to kiss here?”

“You,” Mike deadpans.

“Ooh, good. The sentiment is shared.” Max smirks. “Or maybe there is someone you want to kiss… you just don’t want to admit it.”

Mike goes silent again.

Bingo.

Before Max can make another comment, the sound of the bottle spinning on the floor fills the silence, and Max gently bumps her shoulder against El’s, hoping her best friend understands what she’s saying. The bottle spins and spins and spins; then, finally, the room goes quiet again.

Nobody says a word.

“Okay, well someone has to tell me who it landed on,” Max complains. “Hello? Did you all forget that I literally cannot see?”

Someone—Mike, Max thinks—gulps quietly. “It’s, um… it’s Will,” he says, and oh yeah, he definitely sounds nervous now.

“Okay.” Max shrugs. “So, kiss Will.”

“Well, I don’t want to be his first kiss if he doesn’t want me to be!”

“Oh, Jesus,” Max groans. “So, ask him then.”

The room goes silent. Again.

Max facepalms, and she turns towards Will now. “Will, do you mind if Mike is your first kiss?”

…

“Dude, seriously, you have to say something,” Max reminds, waving her hand in front of her eyes. “Yes or no: Mike Wheeler is your first kiss. If you say no, then we’ll let Mike spin again. I’m not that mean.”

For a brief moment, Will is quiet again. Then, finally, he says in a small voice, “U-um… yeah, that’s… that’s fine. Sure.”

Max fights the urge to grin. El bumps her shoulder lightly, as if to say, We did it, and Max damn near laughs aloud.

“Okay, cool,” Max says, as casually as she can. “Have at it, then.”

The sound of people moving towards each other fills the silence, and someone takes a deep breath. Then, the room goes still and quiet.

For… several moments.

The room remains silent, and Max blinks, leaning towards her own boyfriend. “Are they still kissing?” she whispers.

“Yeah,” Lucas whispers back. “They, uh… they are. It’s really awkward.”

“Glad I can’t see it then.”

“Lucky you.”

Finally, someone pulls away, and every other member of the Party sighs in relief. Max whistles lowly. “Alright, then,” she says with a smug smile. “How’s that for a first kiss, Byers?”

“Um, good!” Will squeaks—like actually squeaks. His voice is about an octave higher than normal, and Will clears his throat. “I mean… yeah. It was… it was good.”

“And Wheeler?” Max turns her head towards her other best friend, and she makes sure to plaster her biggest grin on her face. “How was what I’m assuming was your first kiss with a dude? Did you like it? Are you glad we played spin the bottle now?”

Once again, Max doesn’t get a response for her questions, and once again, the silence is a confirmation of exactly what she’s thinking.

Perfect. If Mike is thinking about his kiss with Will and if he enjoyed it, then they’ll definitely get together soon. Her plan is foolproof, and Max is a genius.

So, with a smirk on her face, Max leans back, tilting her head towards where Dustin should be sitting. “Alright, Dustin,” Max says cheerfully. “Your turn!”

Dustin’s little laugh breaks through the silence, and it’s quickly followed by the sound of the bottle spinning. It lands on Lucas, and neither of them throw a fit about it, thank God. With those two, it’s honestly hit or miss.

Then, Dustin hands the bottle to Will, and Max smirks, leaning her head on her hand and listening to the bottle spinning. She imagines El probably won’t interfere again, though if she did, she thinks it’ll be funny.

The bottle stops, and Max sits up. “So, who gets to kiss Will?”

For a moment, no one responds.

Then, El answers, “It… landed on Mike again.”

There’s a certain smugness in her tone, and Max fights back her laughter. It sounds like El definitely did rig the game again, and God, that’s even better. Having a best friend with superpowers is amazing.

“Okay, well ground rules here for everyone’s mental health,” Max says dryly. “If you’re going to make out with each other, please just do it in a place where the seeing members of the Party don’t have to watch. We promise we’ll only make fun of you two a little bit.”

“Or a lot,” Lucas mutters.

“Or a lot,” Max agrees. “But either way, you can—”

“Hey, Will,” Mike blurts out, cutting Max off.

A beat passes.

Then, Will tentatively says, “...Yeah?”

“You want to get some fresh air?” Mike asks hurriedly.

Again, a beat passes.

“Yep,” Will answers, just as rushed. “Fresh air sounds great.”

The two of them scramble to their feet, and before Max knows it, she hears the sound of two sets of footsteps running up the basement stairs. The remaining four Party members are left in total silence, and Max reaches for the glass bottle.

“They’re going upstairs to make out, aren’t they?” she deadpans.

“Yep,” El answers.

“Absolutely,” Dustin confirms.

“100%,” Lucas agrees.

“Great.” Max falls backwards onto the floor, and she lets out a satisfied little sigh. “My work here is done. Good job, El.”

“Thank you, thank you,” El says, and she falls back, lying on the floor with her. “I like this game. We should play it more often.”

Max can’t help but laugh, and she gently bumps her best friend’s shoulder. “Someone’s eager to kiss their friends,” she teases, and El just joins in with her laughter.

“I have kissed everyone but you and Will now,” she says, sounding a bit smug. “And I don’t plan to kiss my brother any time soon.”

“Again, we’re not in Alabama,” Max chuckles, and she sits up, grabbing the Coke bottle. “But hey, if you want to kiss me, now would be the time.”

Once again, a little laugh escapes El’s lips; then, she reaches for the bottle, spinning it. The glass bottle spins and spins and spins until it comes to a stop, and Max smiles teasingly. “Who’d it land on?”

“It is a surprise,” El whispers.

Then, without another word, El leans in and kisses her.

The kiss is short, but it’s still electrifying—in a similar but also different way from how her first kiss with Lucas had been. And… look, Max doesn’t really know what that means for her, and maybe now isn’t the time to figure it out…

But that’s definitely a question she’ll be revisiting later.

#andi's asks #byler #byler ficlet #andi writes not dies

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Here's a little drabble that I haven't gotten back to in a while. I made it back in September and don't really know how to finish it or lead up to the moment I've written to.

Working Title: After The Cut

Fandom: Total Drama, Total Drama 2023

Bowie's missing from the party celebrating Priya's success. Raj goes to find him.

He found him.

Sitting alone on a rock, watching the waves lap at the sand, there was Bowie. Raj walked over, frowning to himself once he saw how tight the other's posture was, how pale his knuckles were from the grip he had on his hands.

"Bowie?"

The lanky teen nearly fell off his rock, seeming entirely startled. Even with only knowing him for the summer, Raj knew that this behavior was entirely un-Bowie-like. He hadn't gotten this trapped in his head, at least from what he had seen from watching and re-watching the last few episodes.

"Raj- what're you doing here?" Bowie started immediately after collecting himself, looking at him with a quirked eyebrow. Then his eyes darted around him, and his brow curved in, more concerned. "Where's Wayne? Did something happen at the party?"

"No." Raj sat down on the rock next to him. "Well, nothing serious. Wayne just got tired and overwhelmed and went to one of the cabins to sleep. Head's messin' with him, ya'know?" After all, they were still recovering from the cassowary attack and falling from the side of a cliff. "I just came to see where you went, since I noticed you weren't with anyone else." He looked out over the lake. "... What're you doing here, anyway? You tired, too?"

His question was met with silence, and when Raj looked back to Bowie's face, his expression seemed conflicted. "Not… exactly," he started hesitantly. It looked as if he was trying to rip some sort of explanation from the depths of his heart through his throat, mouth open one moment and then his lips sealed tightly the next. He continued on like that for a moment, getting frustrated each time his mouth opened and nothing came out.

"You don't have to tell me. We can just talk about something else," the hockey player quickly interjected.

Bowie groaned, putting his head in his hands, palms digging into his eyes. "I want to be honest- you deserve that much- but it's just… ugh! Why can't I spit it out?!"

Raj blinked as he started piecing things together. He looked back to the light of the campfire and the smoke billowing, the faint cheering from the ongoing celebration just barely reaching them over the gentle sound of the waves. Then he looked at Bowie, remembering all he had endured today.

"Is it about the finale?"

"Yes."

"... It's not your fault you didn't win-"

"Yes, it is!" Bowie started, looking at Raj incredulously, almost offended. It startled the hockey player. "It most certainly is! If I had just… just kept those stupid goats in line, ran faster, kept my stomach as steely as ever, pushed myself harder, I could have done it! I would be a millionaire right now- I was so close!" He curled in on himself, the last word hissing through his teeth as he did.

Raj watched as his back trembled with how tightly he had himself wound. He frowned, worry spiking as he bit his lip, not knowing what he should do or say. But it didn't matter. Bowie looked back up, a rage filling his normally warm brown eyes.

"I worked so hard to get there, and I placed second. Second!" He scoffed, teeth grit so tight, Raj thought they'd break. "I can't believe I suffered through disgusting kitchen slop for nearly a month, just to get this treatment- I was so close!" He said louder this time.

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If you have suggestions, don't hesitate to comment.

#total drama #total drama reboot #rajbow #td bowie #td raj #my wips

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Why does Amane choose his name hanako, I understand yako choosing misaki but why hanako of all things, why the specific spelling in kanji that means flower kid

Ooh, you know, incidentally, I've been dwelling on the name "Hanako" lately...

The kanji (花子) is actually pretty typical, for "Hanako"... Let's say, it's one of the most classic spelling of this name? Building off of that, the myth of "Hanako-san of the bathroom" (トイレの花子さん) is actually one that has existed in Japan for years, and in it, the name is commonly spelled like that. From a writing perspective, Iro-sensei is just maintaining the ah, iconography of the name, I suppose?

I've talked before in a previous ask about how the "Jibaku" in the title is evoking several things at once. Well, I think Iro-sensei is the sort that likes everything to feel multilayered, so even the usage of "Hanako-kun" is conveying something very particular. Hanako is a very feminine name (as flower names commonly are; think of names like Daisy or Rose) — so appending -kun to it is a little bit strange... My wife and I have joked, it's sort of like, if the story was starring Bloody Mary… but the twist is that Mary is a boy, and we call him, Little Lad Mary, or something… Lol. This is one of those things western fandom might be missing out on, due to culture discrepancies. We read Hanako, and it perhaps doesn't stand out next to Natsuhiko as a very girly name. To the point where I don't really blame anyone for not keying into it; it's not so intuitive for us.

I mean, I myself have had to really internalize what the experience of reading the title could be like, for a native speaker. You're looking at Hanako-kun on the title, and then seeing this spooky cursed boy sitting on a toilet. And you're like "-? ? .. ?? Hanako... toilet ghost, but boy-? And, self bondage???" (lol) There's just ah, a different first impression when picking up volume 1, I think.

Now, to get into the in-world reasons for why Amane uses Hanako... Well. The thing is, we haven't actually gotten a very direct explanation on what Amane feels about the name. Feels quite shrouded in mystery still... perhaps, it's not something we'll know the truth of until we are able to learn about what Amane went through that made him become a mystery in the first place. For now, all we can do is infer...

Logically, we can say the name Hanako comes from the rumor of "Hanako-san", which is something that could have existed before Amane even died. The mysteries can be swapped out by other individuals, as we see with Mitsuba, who becomes the new "Hell of Mirrors". It seems the rumor itself doesn't suddenly change, despite Mitsuba being a wholly different person. And, beyond that, perhaps there was a different entity before that tengu that was the Hell of Mirrors... etc. So, a possible explanation is that the name Hanako was one that Amane inherited once he became No. 7.

Though, we do have examples of mysteries with titles that allude to their specific circumstance... such as the Misaki Stairs and Shijima-san of the Art Room. Questions that arise from this are: If a kaii replaced Yako or Shijima, would the rumor stay the same? What were the rumors for No. 2 and No. 4 before theirs existed? Were there any at all...? I suppose, we don't know how long there have been 7 mysteries guarding the school. In any case... I wouldn't totally rule out the possibility that Amane himself is the origin of the Hanako-san rumor. For whatever reason, his actions in the past might have created Hanako-san. Shijima-san's rumor is a product of misinformation about Mei's death, so it might not have been Amane's choice how people perceived certain events.

I try and keep my mind open to the possibility, at least... though, if you want my personal opinion, I'm leaning more towards the former. I assume that Amane just inherited the role of No. 7, and the rumor associated with it was Hanako-san. The reason is... before meeting Nene, I'm not sure who else would even be calling him Hanako-? The mysteries are relatively distant from one another, and typically refer to one another by their numbers. I would say Tscuhigomori is the mystery that knows Amane the most personally, and deep down, I think Tsuchigomori simply sees Amane as... Yugi Amane. To Tsuchigomori, Amane is the same as when he knew him in life; he's been frozen in place here, never moving on. Tsukasa meanwhile knew Amane best, ostensibly, and was close with him through most of his life... and only ever calls him Amane.

I'm of the belief that Amane himself, does not closely identify with the name Hanako, before meeting Nene. I think it was a business name... I think it was even, kinda funny, like, Lol, girl's name... sure. He's amicable to wearing thigh highs and letting Nene dress up his hair, nor does he really fret about being gender-swapped, so it's not like having a "girl's name" would bother him much. It must feel very inconsequential...? He's only being regarded as Hanako-san on the rare occasion a soon-to-be-dead student summons him. Otherwise, he's Nanaban-sama to his co-workers... and internally, I think he's Amane... er, in a compulsive way-? Like, he can't control this remnant of his past life... Tricky, since there is a bit of compartmentalization happening; I do think Amane thinks of "Yugi Amane" as having died and no longer "really" existing beyond that death... What he is now, is something different and unrecognizable (... or, so he thinks.) At that point of dehumanization, he probably doesn't regard his current self with any name. Maybe he is just, a kaii, a mononoke, a murderer... etc.

Upon befriending Nene... I think that Amane wasn't taking their relationship so seriously. Her referring to him as Hanako-kun was kind of cute, funny, novel. He WAS obfuscating his identity, after all, so maybe it was ideal for her to see him this way. (Amane himself wouldn't have even let Nene know he killed someone in the past, let alone his real name...) So, performing as Hanako became something he does specifically for Nene's sake. This comes packaged with representing the mysteries as more close than they are, his job as more heroic than it really is, etc. I would say at this point, Amane starts to imagine a divide between Amane, living boy, and Hanako, the ghost that came after.

However, over time, the identity of Hanako-kun became more sentimental than Amane would ever have chosen. This was never supposed to be... more than, a flimsy front, a mask he wears, your silly bathroom ghost friend. That's why he's confused in Picture Perfect, with Nene's insistence that Amane-kun is the same as Hanako-kun. These should be separate things — Amane shouldn't be the same as Hanako! But... of course, they are, because he's the same as ever...

Haha, it's all kind of convoluted, but I like how much it makes one reflect on identity... Whether you personally identify with something or not, the urge to split yourself up, but also the way that you're always... yourself, even after things change... *wiggles fingers* Pretty cool, right? Often in posts, I'm kind of wrestling with how to refer to Amane, and how to keep things consistent enough to not be suuuper confusing... but it's hard! The names Amane and Hanako can be useful in tandem. It's such a Vibes thing, at times.

I typically default to Amane when referring to him as... the character, the entity of Amane, across many worlds/timelines. The entire history of the character, is "Amane" to me. Whereas I think of Hanako as more specifically encompassing the time he's spent with Nene! It's really Nene that has made Hanako more than just a title... though deep down, ig the real endgame of this would be regarding him as Amane...? [personal blatherings here...] Anyhoo...

We're surely due for more information on this topic someday. My wife has even mused on why the name Hanako is used for him... It's something to really contemplate-!!

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sleepygenie-o · 2 years

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Just started thinking about TWST, y'know what that means-

..So. Feel like I'll need to make some kind of Masterlist soon. But as the title says. Thought of things with TWST, ahah- Now of course this would be like your usual brainrot. But people who see my very, VERY rare posts might see a lot of:

✨SKY✨ (or UT, depending if I escape the hole or I get dragged back in cause of fangames and having to still beat Sans on genocide run. Yes I haven't beat that mf yet-)

With that out of the way! What if Yuu was a sky kid?

☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜☆⌒゜

Now I don't think Sky!Yuu would like to be plopped in a coffin. A closed coffin

A CLOSED, DARK COFFIN.

Absolute P A N I C, you COULD take out your candle, but it was too cramped to move. So all you could do was call for help and hope a sky kid could get you out of, whatever the hell this is

"Gotta get a uniform soo- huh?!" That little, mischievous tanuki lookin to find his way to being the greatest mage, hears what can be described as either:

A bell ringing

or a goose.

...

He went with thinking it's a goose.

"OI! How did YOU get in, ha?! Fngahh!" Oh there he goes, burning your coffin- WAIT BURN- Oh! You're a sky kid! Nevermind!

Oh, your savior! You thanked the elders and counted your lucky stars to see fire burning whatever you were stuck in away!

Why's that fire blue tho?

As soon as you fell you wasted no time to scoop up the little. What- what is that? A krill cat?

Oh well! You still scoop him up, hug him, and twirl him around as a thank you!

He didn't like it all that much though-

"EEEEEK! THANK YOU SO MUCH I SWEAR I ALMOST-" You spun Grim around like crazy, to his despair.

"OI! PUT ME DOWN HUMAN!!!"

"Oh, sorry!"

As you put the tanuki-cat down, you took time to notice your attire

WHERE THE F*HONK* IS YOUR CAPE?

oh it's under these weird robe-capes! Nevermind!

Soon the crow b*honk* i mean. Crowley, the headmaster had came in

As usual, chastised you for not taming your familiar.. ("whats that?"-yuu).. and grim trying to defend himself

Soon, after he gives you a good enough explanation on where you were, you have gotten to the ceremony where everyone was

"There's the headmaster."

"I thought he got a stomach ache~!"

You noticed the one who talked was a red head with blue eyes and someone with white hair and white eyes.

Huh, white haired people seem to be rare. Aw man!

Soon, the headmaster told you to go to the mirror, as soon as you did-

"State Thy Name"

"OH MY MEGA BIRD YOU CAN TALK?!" Wow! This world was so cool! A talking mirror!

"...Does anyone understand them?" Someone with blonde hair and purple tips asked 'Woahhh, he looks so pretty!' You thought, you're eyes behind the mask held absolute excitement.

"Ahem! My name is Yuu! At least that's what my friends call me and we all like it!"

"Your soul is fit for...."

"...."

"I can't see." Ah, that's. that is a problem

"WHAT?!"

"The soul is too bright to discern, but the best dorm to put them in would be scarabia for the time being, though they are not an official dorm member." (you end up staying in ramshackle more after finding it on campus, it looked haunted and could use some light!)

Wow. that's a first.

You were asked to remove your hood, and mask.

Everyone almost mistook you for a stereotypical angel honestly-

"What's that glow around them?" "Are the eyes glowing or is it just a realllyyy bright yellow-?"

One asked what your gender was. You had no idea what it was so you said:

"I'm Yuu- wait, none of you can understand me-" you had to try and propose some kind of friendship candle to someone. You looked to the red head, he seemed pretty scary though...

You still approached him, kneeling (someone: WHY ARE YOU PROPOSING?) and showing a candle, glowing brightly.

The hell were you doing?! "What are you doing! You BOW to royalty, or the dorm head! Not kneel and offer... a candle?"

Riddle, take it d*honk* it-

He did take the candle, reluctantly before it disappeared into sparks.

"Hiya! My name's Yuu, can I call ya Mr... Riddle?" (small hc: there are nametags for the students in the ceremonial robes, but they are removable)

"How am I understanding you now?" He asked, he was at least yuu's height, maybe a bit taller

"No one is able to talk to each other without offering a candle first!"

".. What."

He was now your translator! You told him everything you wanted to tell everyone and he repeated, not without a longgg sigh (riddle: what has my life come to?)

"*ahem* They said: "Hi! My name is Yuu, I am a veteran of Sky, I was recently helping AURORA find more memories with some others till I passed out here""

He continues: ""I don't think I know what a gender is, is that a way of showing your rank or is it a type of person of Sky?" Now, please *turns to Yuu* ask someone else for this, why not someone from Scarabia?"

...He had a point. Well! Now yu have somewhere to stay, so win-win!

(might add more to this idea :DDD)

Anyone is allowed to use this idea even without crediting me! I honestly just write these all for fun

#sky cotl story #that sky game #sky:cotl #twst yuu #twst wonderland #disney twst #twst #twst mc #slight spoilers for sky #yuu #twst x sky cotl #crossover #anyone can take this idea! Credit or none!

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Hello, I'm new to the jujutsu fandom, I've already watched season 1 of the movie and I'm in season 2 of jujutsu, I also follow the jujutsu manga, I liked your tumblr and started following you, I like your analyzes and you make me understand more jujutsu, thank you. I have a question, don't you think Sukuna is a boring villain, sorry, but he's too annoying, even Mahito is more interesting than him and it's impressive that Mahito gave more weight to the work than Sukuna, Sukuna killed Gojo and his death It had no significance in the work, it's something terrible, I think the author got lost.

Ah thank you so much! Glad the blog could add to the JJK experience!

Personally, I am getting a little tired of Sukuna never being phased. I'd understand his constant victories if we got more insight into his Cursed Technique but we still have no explanation for what he is and how he came to be, very little Sukuna info has been unlocked since the beginning so it feels kind of frustrating for me.

I can't tell what the author is thinking, but I think the number of deaths is getting to us as readers. People just keep on losing and dying with little impact on those that are alive. Deaths had a huge impact at the start of the story. Like S1, Junpei's death shook Yuuji so bad that he entirely changed his way of thinking. But he only knew Junpei for like a day. So when characters like Nanami, Nobara, Gojo and many more people that Yuuji has known for months die, I think equal levels of impact is expected on Yuuji.

But that doesn't happen.

We don't know Yuuji's mental state after witnessing his teacher die. The excessive focus on fights without slowing down to let the characters grieve or process what they've seen is likely impacting how we see Sukuna, his fights, and his powers.

Like why wasn't Yuuji freaking out more when Higurama died? What was he really going through when he saw Higurama and got reminded of Nanami? A moment's pause, just focused on the grief of that could up the stakes and make Sukuna, if not interesting, at least someone we can hate more.

Emotions and character interactions are what gives a story stakes. We care that Gojo died not only because he's the only person who can stand up against Sukuna, but also because he is someone we connected with emotionally from S1. His death will make characters we love devastated.

When you take away the emotion, the sense of loss and don't show that, the fights become boring. Yuuji's still moving and seems to hold the same attitude as the beginning of Culling Games while fighting Sukuna right now after witnessing multiple deaths.

You could say he's hardened his heart and has gone numb to everything but that's speculation as readers, it'd be way more meaningful if we see Yuuji falling into that kind of state, or be shown to have some kind of emotion and reaction.

My one big critique for JJK is pacing. It's fight after fight after fight. Okay, bad take when the manga is literally called "Sorcery Fight" but I am no stranger to manga/anime entirely focused on fighting (I've read a weirdly high amount of martial arts and hand to hand combat manga). Even in most fight-centric stories, we get breaks, we get characters talking to each other. Like how come we STILL haven't gotten a proper, extended interaction between Yuuji and Yuuta that isn't a fight? Has Yuuji even spoken to Maki? How does Ino feel about Choso?

I think it's why I enjoyed the Yuki v Kenjaku fight more. The fight was interspersed with moments of character interaction.

No stakes and impact makes it boring. Sukuna's the most dangerous villain now and he keeps defeating people without proper explanation or faltering in any real way so like, why would we care? Sukuna's going to win against anyone that isn't Yuuji, so what's the point? It used to be fun for me to try to understand how Sukuna does the things he does. I still enjoy watching him beat the shit outta people but i do admit it's getting tiring.

Sure, the CT and Domain expansions whenever an improvement is shown are very cool but it'd help if we could slow down a little and talk about the character interactions. Honestly Sukuna himself can remain a mystery but our MCs should get more backstory and emotional moments.

#riki asks #ryomen sukuna #jjk #jujutsu kaisen

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My live thoughts on episode 7x05

Station 19 actively ruining the team is wow.

Where is Travic? You want me to believe that Beckett after everything that happened wouldn't maybe keep an eye on her? On the other hand the amount of care you can hear when Beckett ask her "Hughes" to bring her back? I am melting.

I still don't like Maya (probably never will) but Andy/Maya is truly the friendship that keeps on giving.

I could not care less about Sully and Ross and this whole marriage storyline. I am just so over it. They annoy me. I don't even hate them but this is dragging on so unnecessary for so long.

Ben self medicating??? Hello? What the hell is this storyline? Why is it here all of the sudden?

I love Jack apparently working in dispatch but would it have killed the show to maybe show how he got there? It's the last season and he is one of the main characters and we haven't gotten like anything since two episodes ago.

The amount of people that don't understand Beckett's frustration when Maya actively blackmailed him and funded his addiction is stunning. Let Beckett be pissed! But yeah he shouldn't take it out on the job. That is bad on his part. But then everyone has done that so I am not suprised. I just wish they hadn't gone that way because it is like slowly regressing his character development. Beckett showing that character growth? The whole talking it out? This is what I wanted. I needed to see Beckett talking to talk anyone besides Vic and Sully.

I love that they are showing Travis and Warren sort of in a parallel way to how Warren had to leave Travis injured. And Travis bringing him back? This is the team content I wanted to see.

I am also sort of living for the Warren/Sully friendship but I would just love some more focus on other relationships.

That scene with Jack/Warren and Sully? I am dying. Uncle Jack continues to live on and I can't wait for it.

Also Andy rushing to get her team? That is the shit I wanted to see. That is the captain she is capable of being. I just wish that they show this the whole rest of the season.

Vic obviously having a public breakdown will hopefully finally kick start things but even then, nothing of what she said is false or even bad. She has just been through a hell of a call, probably is traumatized or at least had some PTSD flashback and the legacy of her dead best friend is publicly being taken away even when it clearly has helped and supported probably hundreds of people.

As soon as I praise Andy she fucks shit up again and openly ignores warning signs. She is making the same mistake as all the other captains with not helping someone who clearly needs help. I can not believe we are seeing the same storyline multiple times and nothing changes. What is this shitty writing?

Also Theo's character flip flopping the whole seasons is just wow. What are they trying to do with him? I guess he is at least trying to reach out which is seemingly more than can be said about most characters.

I adore the flashback but I am still not Andy's biggest fan and I just wish we had some more I don't know, scenes of the OG family?

Overall I don't like the episodes this season. It just doesn't feel like a final season? Too many storylines for too less episodes, characters and relationships all over the place. Characters having sudden 180 with no development or explanation? The vibes since Miller's death have been off but I feel like since the end of season 6, they are just so weird. It almost feels like the set up is too split up the time and regress like 90% of the characters. Travis has been going downhill, they have ruined one of the most important relationships (Travic), random story arcs are dropped etc. It almost feels like a set up to actually resolve things in season 8.

#station 19

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Roswell, New Mexico: How's It Going to Be (4x13)

I can't believe it's over!! I'm so emotional, y'all.

Cons:

So like... here's the thing. I don't think this finale was "good", in a lot of ways. It's just that by and large, the ways in which it wasn't good were things I don't really care about, so it didn't bother me? The big one of course just being Clyde, the whole A-plot with him trying to get back to his planet. Did anyone else feel like the writing of this season literally wasn't sure what the stakes were supposed to be? Was the Alighting really just... this one evil alien dude going home and trying to be an evil dictator? I mean, sure, that wouldn't be great for Oasis, but it's sort of a paltry threat in the grand scheme of things, no? Were we really meant to think that Clyde was so menacing that his return to Oasis would spell disaster for a planet already apparently on the verge of death? It makes no sense, it was a weak-ass final villain for the show, I felt nothing about him, I'm glad Liz got to kill him I guess but I also just really don't care.

Structurally, this season had a lot of problems, and they definitely came to a head for me here in this finale, particularly in regards to the final plan to defeat Clyde, and how ultimately it was Liz's victory and trickery that lead him to his own doom. That's a cool idea in isolation, but when I think back over this season and what it was trying to set up, you've got Michael yearning for home, those moments when Clyde was showing him Oasis. You've got Bonnie's complicated and abusive relationship with Clyde. You've got Isobel's bond with Tezca, something that was way under-explored and felt pretty unmotivated to me, but still... and then in the end, Liz, who has no real personal thematic connection to Clyde, is the one who takes him out, just because he's the bad guy and she's the protagonist? Look, Jones also left something to be desired as a villain, but at least the final showdown with Liz in season three had emotional resonance to it, because the dude was literally a clone of her true love.

Before I get to the big flaw of this finale that's going to stick with me above all the others, a bit of lamenting over some little things I wish we could have gotten to see. It's pretty funny to me that Alex dying ended up just being something that was solved offscreen. I wasn't convinced we'd get a handprint, really, but I did think we'd get some dramatic moment of truth where Alex's life was spared in the nick of time. I feel like this was such an unforced error; just change the stuff in the pocket universe so that Alex is going to die if they don't escape, but he'll live if they manage to get out. That way we know Alex is okay the second they step through the portal, instead having to awkwardly say "oh, Kyle's taking care of him off screen." And if they wanted to stick with Alex being cured once they got home, at least show us a snippet of Kyle and Alex in the finale! They're supposed to be best friends!

Other things I missed: Arturo, who really should have gotten to be at Alex's wedding, come on!! Greg, the good egg, who also should have been around for his brother. Some sort of explanation as to why Tezca targeted Alex in the first place (this is a sticking point for me, I wish there was some reason why it happened to begin with, but nobody even questions it!). I also wanted more pod squad time, I really miss how much their sibling relationship connected with me in the earlier seasons, whereas here I felt a little distant from it, since Max, Michael, and Isobel haven't had nearly as much time together this whole final season. This finale, at the end of the day, in a lot of key areas, felt underwhelming. Not insultingly bad or absolutely unworkable, but just... yeah. Setting Michael and Alex and their love story aside, no other element of it felt epic enough to be a proper wrap-up for the whole show. And that's because they weren't sure it was going to be. And yeah, I am a little bummed about that, I won't lie!

Everything I've listed above falls entirely into the category of "yes, these are problems, but oh well, I don't really care particularly." There is one thing though, that's a little bigger, a little harder to brush aside and say this finale was an uncomplicated win for me as a fan of the show and that's...

Well, it's our girl Liz Ortecho.

I am pretty unhappy, honestly, with where the show left Liz as a character. This is in relation both to the romantic relationship with Max, but also just to her as an individual character on her own journey. What I realized watching that final scene, with the big final kiss for Echo, and the engagement, and all that, was that Liz didn't feel like the character I fell in love with back when I started the show. And I realized that that's been largely true for the entirety of season four. She just... reverted into old unhealthy patterns at some moments, and then just kind of passively behaved as the plot required in other moments, and I think back on the Liz we met in the pilot, then look at the Liz we got in the finale, and I just don't gel with it. I don't feel like she had a proper conclusion to an arc of growth, even though the writing tried to make it seem like that was what we were getting.

I'm here for Malex, they're my main squeeze, but when I was watching things develop, when I realized the show was going to end with Max leaving, I kept thinking about all the people for whom Echo is the main draw. It's the main couple of the show, after all, and while I know Malex is the wildly popular ship in the fandom sense, ostensibly there are still plenty of people who tuned in for four years mostly to check up on Liz Ortecho and Max Evans, and for those people's sakes, I've just got to say, yeah, this kind of sucked! This is not the final sendoff I wanted for these characters and that relationship!

The thing that kind of kills me about it is that for Max, this ending kind of works. I had some issues with the pacing of this whole season, as I've said, but if they'd smoothed out some of the rough turns, had Max's struggle with his powers and his identity a little more cohesively interwoven, the idea of him embracing his savior status and going off into Oasis at the end works quite well! I could be into that. It's bittersweet, but that's alright...

But where does that leave Liz? A full-circle ending where when this show starts, she was coming back to Roswell after years away, chasing some form of peace she could never achieve, and then... what, she builds that peace for herself, only for the show to end when her person walks away? Liz, a character defined by her assertiveness, her confidence, for both good and bad, being left on this lingering shot of her standing still, watching as other people go off to continue changing the world? Like, what are we left with, here, a Liz Ortecho who stays around in Roswell twiddling her thumbs waiting for Max to come back? Ostensibly she'll heal from her brain degeneration and keep doing her science, but we don't have a focus for her, we don't have something that feels like an accomplishment, other than that she got over her fears and decided to marry Max... but that's been a foregone conclusion since season three, hasn't it? I don't know, I just find myself wondering a lot about what a planned ending for Liz could have been. Maybe I would have been happier if she was going with Max to Oasis, or if there was some concrete scientific task that she was going to be doing on Earth that was going to aid him in his mission, so they could be partners, each playing to their different strengths.

As it is, while this ending for Echo certainly could have been worse, and we know that they'll reunite and be married someday, it still felt pretty dissatisfying as a note to go out on.

Pros:

But hey, let's stop being so negative and get into why this finale still put a big smile on my face overall! Obviously I'll have a lot to say about Malex, but first a few other notes:

Rosa and Liz getting a final sister moment, Rosa really settled in her older sister mode, where she's there for Liz and checking up on her, that really means a lot. I love that Rosa got to forge a path in life on her own terms, and the thought of her living it up and being an artist in New York really is just the loveliest final image for her character.

Kyle and Isobel didn't get a ton of time to develop as a couple, but I appreciated everything we saw of them here in this finale, leaning in close during the wedding, slow dancing at the bar, cuddled up together at the fire, Kyle asking Isobel if there's anything he can do to help her as she processes Max leaving... I just think these two are going to settle so naturally and beautifully into true happiness and I'm glad that the show was able to set them on that trajectory, even if I am mourning what we might have seen of them as a couple in season five.

Dallas/Maria? I don't hate it, y'all. I'm bitter because I miss my man Gregory Manes, and I felt like it was oddly clunky to have him brought up so Maria could be like "yeah, he's not it for me", I almost wish she'd just said "we broke up" during the first episode of the season, but whatever. Point is, Dallas and Maria's dance was super sweet, I loved their chemistry, and I felt like them separating each to explore their gifts and their own alien journeys was a much more appropriate milestone for them as a potential couple, than it was for Liz and Max, as an established one. Dallas has some exploring to do, he has a leap of faith to make, and he cares for Maria, but knows he can't start something new before he sees what else is out there. I'm comforted by the idea of Maria astral projecting, strengthening her abilities and forming a bridge to connect Max and Dallas with the rest of their family on Earth. I honestly think that Dallas and Maria got some of the strongest and most satisfying character endings in terms of leaving it open for further exploration, but still feeling settled with what we got. (Another bitterness point goes to Maria not really having any on-screen time to process Mimi's death; timeline-wise, this season happened over a couple of weeks, meaning Maria just lost her mother, y'all).

While I've expressed my overall frustration with Clyde as a villain, I did like that he sealed his own fate, that his desire for power and control led to him underestimating the humans. It felt appropriate, insofar as anything about this villain had thematic or narrative weight. It's nice that Liz got to give him his comeuppance, if only because I wanted my girl to have a little more to do in this finale.

And yeah, seeing the original Liz in the form of Allie Meyers, the two stars of these shows hanging out at the Crashdown, I definitely really loved that. She even put on the alien headband, which I'm sure was a real burst of nostalgia for all those fans of the older show. It felt very finale-like, in a way that several other things really did not. There was a sense of gravitas there, and I like that we see the hints of Shivani and Allie being able to heal and move forward as well. Shivani was a character I never felt really hit her stride, but I'm still happy to see her on a journey towards peace.

As I said, I don't hate the thought of Max embracing his savior status, and while I felt kind of conflicted about it, I also liked the final pod squad moment, with Max telling Michael that his destiny is to be with Alex and write their future story together, and him passing on the mantle of protector of their family to Isobel. That felt like such a good brother moment, like Max was incredibly in tune with both of his siblings and where they were at on their personal journeys.

And yeah, I've saved the Malex stuff for last, because of course I have! If someone were to come up to me and say "okay, so, the show is ending, and in the finale there's only time for one couple to get a big finale-like sendoff with all the cheesy romance you could want", I would have picked Malex. Of course I would. Sure, I can lament what happened with Echo, I can yearn for more Kybel, but Malex has been the draw of this show to me from minute one, before I'd even started watching it properly, and I've got to say, it was enormously healing and cathartic to get to send them off in proper style, knowing they'll live the rest of their life in happiness.

So much to talk about here: Michael being all nervous, his siblings bringing Sanders in to calm him down... maybe the best dialogue of the night was the "is it tequila?" / "it has tequila in it" moment, with the reveal being that it's Sanders, come to give Michael a handkerchief that belonged to Nora... they share a hug, and Sanders gives him a hard time about the copper wire, and Michael calls himself a work in progress... I just loved seeing Michael's giddy nerves, how much this day clearly means to him, how important it is for him to have this, for himself, and also as a gift he can give to Alex.

And meanwhile we got an Alex and Maria scene, and I was ecstatic! I love that they call back to Alex being against marriage, and now all the way here, to him literally wanting to marry Michael as what he thought was his dying wish, and now getting to do it at the start of a whole lifetime together, with his friends around him... he looks so handsome, and Maria looks stunning, and he says he knew he was ready with Michael because he followed his heart...

I know some people are probably sad we didn't actually get to hear the wedding vows but I'm okay with it: I feel like so much of what Michael and Alex have said to each other over the years have been vows already. We know their devotion, we know their love. Now we get to see them celebrate it in peace, with their family around them. It was so smart to have Michael play a song for Alex, but for them to back up and montage over the actual ceremony so we didn't have to deal with Vlamis singing and instead got to soak in the nostalgia of a '90s classic one final time... such an amazing and cheesy song choice, I'm kind of living for it. Michael and Alex both just had the most adoring looks on their faces, the biggest smiles, as they slipped the rings on... I am going to be weeping about it forever.

And it doesn't stop there! Literally every second of them dancing together is something I want branded on the inside of my eyelids. Alex taking Michael's last name?!?!?! Admittedly I kind of always liked the idea of Alex reclaiming the Manes legacy, so a part of me thinks maybe I would have gone a different direction with it, but at the same time, it's so fucking cute that I really don't mind. Michael has always wanted a family, and now he gets to give his name to the man he loves, so they can be each other's homes? Yes please. I'll take it gladly. Also Michael noting that he got to marry his high school sweetheart, Michael saying they're married now so he's gonna embarrass him on purpose, calling him "husband"... not to mention the way they were dancing together during the whole background of Maria and Dallas's scene, just swaying entirely in each other's arms, Michael's face buried in Alex's neck... all of this was so good it's making my heart flutter just thinking about it.

And they get the cutest little sendoff moment, Michael grabbing food from the Crashdown, Alex taking his hand, Michael kissing his hand, like what the fuck kind of high romance bullshit is this, my heart can't take it! Driving off with "Just Married" written on the back of Michael's truck... y'all, remember when Michael stole Alex's guitar in high school, and Alex found him in the back of that truck? Well now they're RIDING OFF INTO THE REST OF THEIR LIVES IN THAT TRUCK. It's been 14 years, I just... I cannot. I seriously cannot. It's all too good.

I'm going to give this finale a score that I feel reflects the cohesive truth of it, which is that it was a mixed bag, but also honors the fact that I personally had a blast with it, because I got exactly what I wanted for my faves. Let's put it at...

7.5/10

As is my tradition when I'm reviewing the finale of a show, I'm going to try and give the entire run of this series one final overall score. It's tricky when I get hyper-fixated on something like this, because my level of love for it isn't always matched by the objective truth of its quality. Is Roswell, New Mexico a "good" TV show? Well, to be honest, if we're going with my favorite definition of "good", which is "does this thing know what it wants to accomplish, and does it accomplish it well", then I'd say absolutely, the first two seasons of Roswell, New Mexico are good TV. They are fun, and soapy, and dramatic, and the characters have great chemistry, and the plot is ridiculous but the themes are actually cohesively explored and concluded. The character arcs are thoughtful, and examined in surprising depth. It's funny, the music is great, it establishes a great vibe through and through... it's overall some good shit. Seasons three and four I'd say overall are a lot weaker in terms of structure, but still contain plenty of content that I greatly adored, as a function of already being deeply invested by the time I got there. How to encompass my overall thoughts into a single number? Well, I'll leave off with this. I'm truly thankful I found this show, and I'm going to miss it a hell of a lot. I would have happily hung out with these characters for a long time to come, and I plan to write tons more about them moving forward. That's got to say something in the show's favor, does it not?

8/10

#review #roswell new mexico #roswell new mexico review #rnm spoilers #rnm 4x13 #malex #y'all they're marrrrrieeeeed

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Hi, Ralph — I agree with your thoughts on the tattoo. I think the likeliest explanation is that they were in a relationship, as much as this doesn’t fit with who *I* thought Harry was; the whole situation seems just too risky and embarrassing to have strictly been PR. My question is — does this change your thoughts at all on Harry’s queerness? I know he can still he queer and have/have had relationships with women, but I think his perceived queerness and signaling has made the most sense *to me* (all a story I’m telling myself, I realize) if he is a closeted gay person. If he is indeed under the queer umbrella or bisexual, it seems like he could have said this without calling his past relationships into question or risking alienating his fan base by being perceived as totally unattainable. He doesn’t owe anyone any information or a coming out, I know this, but I guess it’s harder for me to see why he wouldn’t come out as queer or bi if his relationships with women have been real. I can already hear the “oh anon” but I really value your opinions and I know there’s something I’m not seeing. I’m also bisexual and queer, so this is a bias I have, and queerness is a connection I believed I had with Harry and his art, which is why I’m always wondering if we (using “we” to mean people who have historically thought he is queer) have gotten it wrong. And not that he can’t make queer art if he isn’t queer, I just wonder. 🤷🏻‍♀️

So I think these are really interesting questions anon. I don't think I can say what impact this has on the way I think about Harry. Because I haven't really had a chance to find out yet. Nothing has really had a chance to settle. That's partly because I've been very busy, but also because I'll only really figure out how I think about things differently as they happen.

I absolutely agree with you about what I did think. I have always thought that there might be space for Harry to come out if he was bisexual - and given the meaning he gives to coming out - the fact that he didn't come out suggested that Harry might not be bisexual.

But there are lots of alternate explanations:

I might be wrong about their being space for Harry to come out as bisexual, or I might have a different risk assessment from his team.

He might be attracted to and sleep with men and women but the version of himself that would be palatable to an audience wouldn't feel true enough to be worth it for him.

I may be wrong about how Harry feels about coming out - he may have a much more 'fuck you I don't owe you anything' attitude towards the public

There may be something entirely unrelated to his fame that stops Harry from coming out - such as people in his personal life who are homophobic.

The way Harry has navigated queerness publicly does make most sense to me if he was a gay man. But there's so much I don't see - and what makes most sense to me isn't necessarily true.

I don't know if there's anything more that I can really say that might be useful, because I do think that I come from a different place from you. I wonder a lot if I'm wrong about a lot of things. I don't wonder if I'm wrong in my belief that Harry is attracted to and has sex with men. But even leaving aside that belief (I could be wrong - I have been wrong about far more important things than boyband members) - one thing I do feel certain of is that Harry's relationship with queerness is genuine. I don't think anyone who has watched him since before he waved his first pride flag can doubt that.

And I think that's perhaps a useful way of looking at it - identity, attraction and actions can all be very complicated. Rather than dive into the details a simpler question like - is queerness important to Harry? Is maybe easier.

#Oh Harry

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I love how Mumbai and Goa would seem different countries as how Shivika have moved on to the next day while Rikara are still at the party. I skimmed that the last time but iss bar himmat karke pura dekhti hun 😭

Also, Veer is a mood and a creep for watching Shivika 24x7 (his laughs lmao, we're supposed to take him seriously?)

Every extra on this show is fake 😭 I know they bullied some crew member to act, like what is this. Omkara is shorter than Tej ?? 🧐

Omkara grabbing Gauri. Don't let her go!!! Run with her. I wish the couples on this show fell into this mess together 😭 it's a rare occurrence but it's always better to flop with someone.

Why did I skip this on my first watch. My poor birds got like 2 mins of total screentime and maybe 30 seconds of conversation 💀

I love how 80% of my first watch was for Shivika and one day I woke up and saw Rikara and now I sit through all these scenes again to find crumbs and cry about it. Oh wow it's bad for them.

I love how this ghostlady (veer' real wife apparently) gently held her hand out to Anika and the moment she held it started a weird hand pushing fight with her lmaooo.

Honestly is there a point to the Tia blindness plot or do they just skip explaining it? I don't think I've ever paid attention to it.

Noooo Gauri is about to jump in the trap my baby 😭💔. Since it's going to be stupid I'm muting it Gauri NOOOO. Aah much better on mute.

One thing about Omkara he's at least gentle with her post the nonsense he pulled pre Bareilly. I know the other brothers would've flipped 😭 Poor Gauri though 💔 it's okay

One thing about this show and me that has stayed consistent is my ears grating and my soul leaving my body everytime someone's says ishqbaaz. (also i just realised dadi quit talking to dadaji after episode 1 😹)

Soumya and Bhavya sitting together 💀 Also considering Rudra is already giving explanations to Shivaay to listen to both sides, he's clearly still an asshat my girl needs saving from. #howdoisaveherfromthescreen

Soumya is so #real.

WHY DO YOU LOVE HIM BHAVYA?!? eggsplain 🥚🥚🥚

I think one thing consistent about them is abruptness. Like isn't this random as hell. Like one day they woke up and decided Rudy marriage time. I wish they got a little privacy 😭

Shivaay said Khushi and we pan to Veer ofc who has superhero listening skills.

At least Veer is as observant as us. He knows he doesn't need to do something Anika will make an issue of and make Shivaay do. Time to count the poisoned notes!

Tejsasuma again. Weird how this show makes it terribly hard for anyone to redeem Pinky but Jhanvi gets a free pass for all the shit she pulls or is a part of. 💀 I know the fam has a soft spot for her but we need to let that #go.

Pandit is more professional than these idiots.

Omkara you should be the one hugging gauri. But hey dadi will do too.

How did no one see Tej setting up the puja stuff 💀 The way he could've said she's dead to him and ignored her like Shivaay ignored Pinky but nope, khurafaati dimaag hai inka, shanti se chain kahan miley. Kar diya shradh.

Big on Tej thinking he has any authority making decisions for Omkara. 💀

Hug my girl! Wow I think y'all could've given that poor girl something to say before cutting to Rudra eating a sandwich like someone just performed her last rites 😭

No way we cut to the scenes to listen to Sandwich calorie and recipe talks 💔

Rudy might not know a single thing about his fucking relationship but he's bang on about other people's 😹😭. Him saying his mom and dad still haven't begun the marriage part.

Poor Gauri has to cry every 2-3 business days.

The Pinky actress eats it up. Her saying Oh My Mata still sends it's soooo 😭❤️

Gauri crying in a room alone 😭

On the one hand I absolutely love the fact that Shivri have that thing where if he ensures her, she's calm. On the other hand I would've sorta traded it for a corn chip had I gotten a Rikara one. Also pls we know Shivaay is broken about this. Not the 5 minute conversation on this 😭

Not Anika saying he needs to take care of all this, give my man a break. Yes he's the wall or whatever but damn.

The first time we get to see Omkara put Sindoor on our girl 🧐

(also i wish y'all got at least some legal document signing paper ceremony 😭 or are we still running strong on the temple marriage)

The way Om was lulled out of dreamland by Anika.

for all the nonsense I'm typing here this scene means so much to them and so much to me. maybe more to me.

a very weird scene for me to confess my love for Shrenu but like they've replayed this scene a gajjilion times to the point where I'd be on my deathbed and remember it but it's so !!!! Like everytime I see her close her eyes I'm right there with her for the gajjilionth time. UGH i love her. Shrenu come get your forehead kiss.

he was kinda surprised to give back the plate too 😂

AAAH him wiping her tears

Anika is ME.

the way Bhavya might be the only one of them to get all of this pre wedding niceness before her 1st proper wedding. Had to go through a lot though 😭

Rudy dragging omkara for siding with Gauri 😂😭

how is Shivaay's back not breaking? Not only does he handle all the stress and hate of the family, he's the only one observant enough to see Bhavya tear up and the rest of the 4 are right there 💀

his mini faint will be a little bit of respite

If they have only one room in the house, where were these guys sleeping during the carnival episodes? 🧐

Watched this episode to her Omi Kumari Sharma. ❤️😂

It's kinda stupid how hopeful and wishful I get thinking about what Rikara and honestly all of this show could've been in 2021 when I know how it ended💀. Like watching them bicker a little, i would do with crumbs.

#rikara #s12 #ishqbaaz #poor shivaay #tej asking for omru again #bitch youre dumb for someone pegged to be smart

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imaginationteashop · 3 years

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Gojo thought he wasn't one for relationships until the day you rejected him.

It wasn't until he wandered over to you, proud and loud as always, and you so easily pushed him to the side that he decided to be the best partner to ever exist, all because you looked him up and down, then told him something that shook him to his core.

"Sorry, Satoru, I'm just looking for a relationship, not a fuck buddy."

It wasn't even that he wanted to date, he really did just want to sleep around, but you just brushing him off like that got to him. It got to him in a way he never thought it would. Did you think he would be bad as a boyfriend? Did you think he wouldn't be affectionate enough? That he wouldn't be attentive? What was it?

That was how his mission started.

Now, it shouldn't have bothered him as much as it did, but of course it made him feel sick, so he decided to prove to you that he could be a good boyfriend, he just didn't want to be. That was how you ended up with flowers every morning, coffee on your desk with a different, absolutely ridiculous, drawn face on the paper cup, opening your door to packages you didn't order, and all of it was surprisingly on the nose. You couldn't remember telling Gojo your favorite flower, and he rarely went to the coffee shop with you, so how did he remember your order? Then the packages, clothes and shoes and jewelry, all just your size and exactly what you would wear, slowly working into your daily wardrobe.

Then he started to take real action.

Compliments, gentle brushes to your shoulder, kisses on the cheek, defending you to anyone who dare even think a rude word of you, slipping cutetsy notes into your pocket, and carrying everything for you, even something as small as a paperclip. He was determined, snatching files out of your hands and holding them up above your head so you had no choice except to let him carry them.

"Gojo, enough!" You huffed, reaching once more for the stack of manilla folders in his hands, just for them to be lifted up higher. "Satoru!"

"What? Is this not what good boyfriends do?" He pouted, childish and almost carefree, but he cared. He cared a lot. He cared too much.

"We aren't dating!"

"Not with that attitude we aren't!"

You blinked, then pressed into his chest, trying with all your might to push him, but he just stayed steady like a rock.

"Is that anyway to treat your boyfriend?"

"Again, you aren't my boyfriend!" You huffed, pushing harder, and he just didn't move.

"Why not?" He fixed his posture, and somehow it felt like he became twice as hard to move as before. "Haven't I treated you like a good boyfriend does? I've gotten you flowers, remembered your favorite orders," he began to pace, all the while waving beige cardstock in your face, "compliments, kisses, gifts, the whole shebang! Haven't I done everything a good, no, the best boyfriend would do? Am I still just not good enough for you?"

"What are you talking about?" A desperate plea, anything to give light to what had been happening the last few weeks. It was uncharacteristic for Gojo to spend so much time with someone else at the forefront of his mind, so what happened?

He blinked, not that you could see it behind his mask, then his lips pulled down into a frown. "You really don't remember?"

"Remmeber what, Satoru?"

He shifted, a hand raising to hold his chin and light fingertips brushing his jaw as he collected the next words that would leave him. "You rejected me. You said I was only good as a fuck buddy."

Finally, a glimmer of understanding. Of explanation.

"No, that was not what I said- or at least it wasn't what i meant. You don't date! You fuck and you go, that's it. I didn't reject you because I didn't want you, but-"

"Oh?" He cut you off, a sickeningly sweet grin forming on his lips now. "You want me?"

You huffed, slapping a hand over his stupid pretty grin, and did your best to ignore the blood rushing to your cheeks. "You don't do relationships." There was more, but you would rather the floor open up and swallow you whole rather than admit that once you entered his bed you feared you'd never leave it. You would never want to leave it.

"I can." He shrugged, crossing his arms, and you could see where he struggled to stay within the seams of his shirt at the unnecessary flexing he did. "I could. I might even want to, but," he clicked his tongue as he glanced at you, shifting his gaze over your form in a way that, despite being unable to see his eyes, made you feel the need to straighten out, "how am I supposed to do that if my lovely doesn't even care to give me a chance?"

"Who said you needed a chance?" You cooed, and took his moment of confusion to snatch your folder out of his hand. "You're already my boyfriend."

The look on Gojo's face was enough to give you a lifetime of serotonin. "You said so yourself, didn't you?"

"Yeah," he responded slowly, drawing out each letter, then finishing it off with a little nod before a grin broke out across his face, "I guess I did."

@planetonet

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