#anyway sorry that probably sounds like i'm being super annoying
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Henrow blorbo
first off, ohmyfuckinggodyouaresocoolllllllllllllllll
secondly, what ya workin' on currently? <- is deathly interested, yes please please please info dump if you have the spoons
- Ryan
Bonjour my furry friend. At the moment i'm mostly working on getting a job so that i can afford rent, but when i'm not doing that, i'm working on designing some new N-substituted 5MeO-tryptamines (in order to avoid being banned for breaking tumblr TOS, i can't say exactly what for, but if you look up 5MeO-tryptamines, you should see). So far i've only managed to make things that make me super sleepy (and maybe a tiny bit inebriated), so presumably my body is mainly metabolizing them into melatonin. I also have been working on working through the details of making a rocket engine which relies on both muon catalyzed fusion and z-pinch fusion (mostly because even though i know it's way above what i'm probably capable of, i just love space so much i desperately need to see it for myself and i figure that since rockets are so absurdly expensive, the only way i'll end up in space is if we can get a whole new generation of ultra-efficient rockets (for example, given p-N14 fusion, if we manage to get 1% or more (i don't really expect more than 0.1% max, but still) of the hydrogen fusing with nitrogen, we'd be able to put 150 tons on the moon from earth with only using about enough fuel to fill a small car (instead of needing a skyscraper sized rocket to send maybe 30 tons)). Now, if it were as easy as my calculations show it to be, i can't imagine how there are any rockets flown that aren't fusion, but seeing as i haven't even made a working proof of concept yet, i'm not in a position to criticize the thousands of aerospace engineers who are working on conventional chemical rockets. I love fusion because it's simultaneously so easy (i live pretty close to an old uranium mine where i can actually pan some uranium out of the creek near me, then use that uranium to make a neutron source (B10(α,n)) which is really just fusion between helium and boron, happening at room temperature because of how high energy the α particles released by uranium are) and so absurdly difficult (without catalysts like muons, it requires absurdly high temperatures and pressures that almost always take more energy put in than they can give out). Anyway, i've also been sorta working on studying a material that a while back i got way too excited over and may have called a room temperature superconductor (almost certainly not the case), but in an attempt to make it more pure and study it for real i've been trying to work on the exact calculations of its composition and finding a better way to heat it up to high temperatures (i might just put it in a flat-bottomed flask, especially since it finally warmed up enough for me to go back outside where the fumes released by its production won't make folks mad).
And then there's the biological experiments, currently with electroceutical tissue modifications since most of the other projects i have planned require me to have a gene printer capable of reliably printing genes thousands of base pairs long and i'm not sure when i'll be able to build that. The most recent thing i've been working on is really exciting because if it works it means that i've successfully done something that has never been done before to a human body (and given the long lasting pain in that part of my thigh, it seems very possible it is working), but i'm hesitant about sharing what the project is because i don't really want folks putting gap junction blockers, calcium channel blockers, and sodium channel blockers into open wounds without knowing how to do it safely and correctly to get the desired results and not just a really messed up wound. If/when this experiment turns out well, i might give directions in private, but i'm still somewhat hesitant due to the risks inherent in this (the biggest and most likely is literally giving yourself a form of cancer, something i'm not eager for others to risk). Soon i might try chemical dedifferentiation of skin cells (thinking on my back or upper arms) followed by some mildly dangerous experiments to test how reliably i can make it turn into other cell types. And while i haven't made good work on it in a while, i've also been trying to make something similar to shimmer from arcane (ideally not addictive or harmful to the user, but most importantly the quick energy burst, decreased pain, and increased regenerative abilities (obviously it won't be anywhere near as dramatic as in the show, so calling it shimmer may not really make sense, but it is where i got the inspiration)).
Then i suppose there's the battery project i was talking about in my last post, and i'm also trying to learn how to make alcohol under my desk (i mean, it's super easy, it just doesn't taste great). There might be a few more things i'm working on but rn i'm super eepy and have talked about a lot already. If this seems like i'm doing a lot or impressive, also note that i'm actively failing out of college (for my own pride: the material is super easy and mostly i already know it, i just can't stand wasting so much of my time doing homework that doesn't help anyone or anything) and not yet working a job, so i have a lot of time and so much free brainspace to think about and do all this. I also work very slowly on each thing because i keep bouncing back and forth between all of them and almost always end up adding new projects before i've finished the old ones and so i almost never see a project all the way through to completion (at least some of the bio projects are just sitting in my body and i am just waiting to see how they turn out in the next 2-3 months, so those necessarily will see completion, even if it's failure). I really hope i see the fusion rocket to completion because if i don't think i'll ever be able to see the earth from afar or the moon from up close.
#idk#answer to your ask#i hope this is mostly complete#also wow this is long#that's what she said#i'm kinda surprised how many projects i have#i don't often count them#but yeah here they are#i promise i'm not trying to use this for evil#also college kinda sucks because everyone assumes you know nothing and are incapable of learning#not saying you shouldn't go but just that in my experience it ain't worth it#you can learn so much more from the internet and free courses offered online (oer and mit opencourseware are good starting places)#also now that i've shared these projects i hope that makes me feel more accountable and have more need to actually finish all of them#i have so much schoolwork i gotta do and probably won't#1.37 gpa first semester was impressively bad#legitimately went into college thinking i would be challenged and enjoy it but now it's like#“wow i know all of this and yet i am required to spend 8+ hours on homework each day in order to pass even with perfect test scores”#anyway sorry that probably sounds like i'm being super annoying#these tags are getting super long#byeeeeee
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Ｋｎｅｅ Ｓｏｃｋｓ ＫＮＪ
Pairing - Tutor! Dark! Kim Namjoon x AFAB! Reader
Synopsis-Based off Parasite, your korean teacher leaves to go on a work study trip, and leaves you with his best friend to be a replacement teacher. Part 2 of the movies series.
Featuring - Brandon Perea (Angel From Nope)
Word Count - Around 3k
Tags and Warnings - age-gap, manipulation, murder, fingering, tutor/student relationship
Authors Note - As you can probably tell, the stories are majority very loosely based on the stories with me throwing my own twists into it all. Also Joon is a conglomerate of all the Parks (the poor family) into one character! Enjoy:3
A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! These depictions don't pertain to reality. This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!
“So you want me to basically be your substitute?”
Namjoon eyed his friend as he ate from the bowl of ramen in front of him. One of his old high school friends, Brandon, stopped by his apartment out of the blue. And of course, Namjoon was embarrassed, the place looked like a dump.
Which is exactly what it was.
A dump.
“Yeah, listen I know you're smart. And I know you need the pay.” Brandon said taking a bite out of his ramen. He used his chopstick to point at Namjoon. “Also I trust you man.”
Namjoon groaned out leaning back into his couch. “Trust me? With what? Don't tell me you got roped into something fucked up.”Namjoon complained. Brandon had that look in his eyes, Namjoon could tell when he was being shifty.
“So maybe I've kind of got something going with the girl, she's sweet, super sheltered, like the perfect girl,” Brandon says leaning back long with Namjoon. “I plan on asking her out when I'm back okay? I just need you to be so you man. All scholarly and shit.”
Namjoon thought about it for a minute. “How's the pay?”
“Around 500 a session. Trust me her family has the money to blow. They want the best and they trust me to have good recommendations. Also, the mom is a bit of an airhead anyway.”
“Fine, you're lucky I need to make rent.”
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You sat in your room bored out of your mind. Your mother told you that Brandon had found someone to continue your studies while he was away. You knew your mom was probably annoying the poor man downstairs. She had a habit of talking too much.
Curiosity got the better of you as you found yourself heading downstairs to your lavish mansion kitchen. You sat on the stairs, peering through the railing.
Your new tutor was handsome, slightly built with a buzz cut. He reminded you of men you see in movies, rich CEOs who would fall for their secretaries. Or even a dangerous boxer who has a soft spot for the ballerina.
Lost in your trance, your mom spotted you. “Oh! Sweetheart come down, Mr. Kim here would like to meet you.” You curse under your breath as you stand up and walk the rest of the way downstairs. Almost tripping as your socks slipped on the hardwood floor. You catch yourself walking over to the side of the island.
Mr. Kim looked at you for a moment before smiling. “Please call me Namjoon, Mr. Kim makes me sound old.” He said extending a hand. You take it and give him a slightly firm handshake.
“She'll call you Mr.Kim, respect always remember sweetheart?” Your mom cooed passing you a bowl of pomegranate seeds. You nod towards her as she smiles. “Okay now go study, Mr. Kim is a very smart man by the sound of it. If you need anything call me upstairs.”
You were already walking upstairs with Namjoon following close behind. You led him into your bedroom and sat down at your desk. You pull out the notebook that you and Brandon used. “Sorry if my mom was annoying you, she's ditzy like that.” You mumbled going to the practice test you were doing before Brandon left last session.
Snap!
You jump at Namjoons snapping right in front of your face. “I want you to focus. From what you're mother is telling me she wants you to pass with Korean as a foreign Language for college next semester correct?” You nod at Namjoon. You focus back in on the practice test.
It was a particular problem you stared at, and it was something you couldn't figure out. You were about to circle A but you were stopped by Namjoon grabbing your wrist. “Are you certain that's the answer?” He asks leaning next to you. You shake your head, no, your breathing rising in speed as his hand holds your own in place. “Then why are you answering it?”
“Because it's the next question?” You say your voice peeking as you finish the statement. It comes out like a question and more so it comes out as you being rude to him. You shake your head looking up at him. “Sorry… I mean… it's true I just didn't want you to take it as me being rude to you.”
“Focus.” He reprimands. “Look at the question and think again.” Namjoon let's go of your wrist and you reconsider the answer. It's D. The answer is D. You circle it and look back at Namjoon expecting a response. You're welcomed with a warm smile. “Very good.”
His hand digs into the bowl of pomegranate seeds and he pops one into your mouth. You blush as you feel the tips of his fingers touch your lips and the action in general. Not even Brandon did something that bold. “T-Thank you Namjoon.”
He gives you a warm smile, showing his dimples, something you just caught. “Good, now continue answering the rest of the questions, you don't want to do bad you're first day with me do you?”
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Once Namjoon got his pay and started his trek home he realized something. Brandon was right, you pretty much were the perfect girl. Just from one lesson, he realized he enjoyed teaching you something he's become so familiar with.
While he was lost in thought Brandon called him and Namjoon picked it up. “Hey, how was your first class?” Namjoon didn't want to tell him that he was secretly fond of the girl that Brandon liked and that he felt something for her as well so he chose to be as bland as possible.
“It was good. We just kind of reviewed what you guys already went over before.” Namjoon said crossing the street and walking into his apartment complex. He checked the mail seeing that he had nothing.
No one usually contacted him unless it was some bill.
“That's good, is she ok? I know I kind of left on short notice.” Brandon said into the phone. Namjoon hated that he felt indifferent towards Brandon's concerns. It wasn't really like him to see his friends whining about nothing in particular. “God I must've hurt her so bad.”
“I mean if she's hurt she didn't say anything about it, I mean I guess she was nervous,” Namjoon said entering his apartment. “I mean it's nothing bad for her to not be upset. Maybe she'll ask about you later?” God, he hated giving Brandon hope.
But Brandon took it as is. “Thanks, man, I really appreciate you doing this for me. Call you later.” And before Namjoon could even wish him goodbye the phone hung up in his face.
He let out a sigh before pouring a bowl of cereal. He wished you were there for him. You wouldn't have him eating this, you'd probably want him to eat better. Namjoon caught himself thinking in that way and he caught himself. He knew this would end badly. There is no other way it could go.
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Namjoon had taught you for about a month now, and you couldn't stop thinking about him. Even now as he sits next to you while you study what he taught you today, you couldn't help but fantasize about him.
You sat with your head down reading over the pages in your notebook. You poked your lip out, hoping he would notice you. It was fruitless of an attempt but you at least had to try.
“Namjoon, have you ever been in love?”
He looks up at you cocking a brow. “What does this have to do with Korean?” You look away at his question, keeping your eyes glued to the notebook. Namjoon takes his thumb and tilts your eyes to look into his own. “Look up here, Answer the question.”
Your eyes look away. “It was a dumb question, I shouldn't have asked it.”
“But you did. Why?”
You let out a sigh before responding. “Well, I was just wondering if you had, you don't have to answer it, I know it's off-topic.” You blabber on, Namjoon letting your head drop.
“Well, yeah of course. I'm 29, and I of course have had a few relationships. But they always just don't get it you know?” Namjoon rests his head in his hand, elbow resting on your desk. “They didn't want to change for the sake of our relationship. I guess I just have a bad taste in women huh?” He ended with a chuckle.
“Yeah, I mean what do you like in women…? I can probably be a good judge of character for you.” You add playing it off as being nice towards him. Maybe if he told you what he liked, you could change to fit his standards. Namjoon seemed to be a perfect man, and maybe you being almost 20 could be perfect in his eyes if you did.
He turned to look at you. “Well, I like my women of course pretty. Smart, shy, well… I mean that's too much already.” He said throwing his hand up to brush it off coyly. You put a hand on his thigh, looking into his eyes as to encourage him.
“Tell me, I want to know.”
“Well, I don't think it matters really. Unless you think that you're right for me.” Namjoon said leaning down to get closer to you. “Are you baby? Are you the right person for me?”
You nodded getting closer, your lips ghosting over his own. Namjoon does the final push, connecting your lips together. His hand goes to your hair, tangling his hand into it. His tongue brushed over your teeth, pushing into your mouth. You were messy, clunky, and unsure of what you were doing. As he pulled away, his chest rose and fell. “Do you think you love me?” He finally asks. “Is that why you asked me if I had ever been in love?”
“Mhmm, you're just so… amazing and wise… I've looked at you since you showed up in the kitchen…”
“Good, I think that you're amazing, and I want to see where this goes, I think you're the right person… the one I've been looking for,” Namjoon said before connecting your lips again.
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From that day on, every time you had a class with Namjoon, it was really spent cuddling and enjoying your time with the older man. Laying in bed, you two would usually talk about life, normally letting Namjoon talk and praise you. Maybe it was due to the fact you usually went along with whatever he wanted to do.
Like now.
You dug your nails into his arm, his hand dug into your panties, fingering you. He quieted your moans with his lips, you sitting in front of him, toes curling as they hang off your bed. “Joon…” You whine into his mouth, trying to be as quiet as possible. “It f-feels so good…”
His fingers curled, blunt nails hitting at your walls. “Yeah? Doesn't it feel good to be loved?” He said placing kisses down your neck, sucking a hickey to join new and faded ones. He usually couldn't keep his hands off of you, no matter what, usually liking for his hands to dig into your thighs, thumbs brushing over the top of your knee-high socks. But now he wanted to give you pleasure, something he called a gift since you two were together.
You nodded as you feel your cunt gush around his thick fingers. “Please let me cum… I need it, sir.” You moan quietly into his mouth. Namjoon only liked to be called sir when messing around. He told you that it made him feel empowered and that you being there made him feel so much better than usual. You saw nothing wrong with that of course, isn't that the role of a lover?
“Do it for me, baby, all over my fingers.” And you do, as soon as he says that, you throw your head back on his shoulder. You collapse onto him, Namjoon adjusting it to where you laid on him in bed. He stuck his fingers into his mouth, sucking off your juices. You couldn't help but blush. “You taste amazing, like always.”
You roll your eyes playfully. “Are you still going to be able to make it to my party? I know my parents invited you and stuff.” You ask, hand playing with your boyfriend's cheek. Of course, coming from a rich family meant you'd have large parties for your birthday. It's not like you wanted them but, they also told you they invited your tutor who just so happened to be your boyfriend.
Namjoon swatted at your fingers, chuckling a bit. “Of course, I wouldn't miss it for the world. We just won't pretend to be a thing.” He says. You nod in agreement, knowing your parent's reaction would most likely ruin the party in general.
“Yeah… okay! We should have around 30 minutes left, and I really just want to nap.” You say closing your eyes and laying down your head. Namjoons hand stroked at your head soothing you to fall asleep.
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The day had come for your party, and Namjoon couldn't have been more excited. He put on a brand new suit, one he brought with the money he made from his newfound job. As he arrives at the home, he spots that people have already shown up and that it's an outside party at that. Namjoon walked towards the backyard patio, your father setting up a backdrop for pictures.
“Mr, Kim, just the man I wanted to see,” Your father behind raising up to hug the man. “I'm glad you made it, hey can you head inside to grab the champagne buckets? They should be in the cellar in the basement.”
Namjoon nodded. “Yes, of course, I'll be back.” Namjoon makes his way to the back door seeing a table of women who blew kisses at them. He smiled before going inside, taking his phone out to send you a quick text.
Namjoon: Just arrived! Ur dad is already putting me to work lol
Baby🤍: Oh goddd I'll get on him about it.
Baby🤍 Still getting ready though, so just work for him a bit until I finish. Luv uuuu!!!
Namjoon chuckled at your texts as he made his way into the kitchen.
“So when were you going to tell me you started fucking her?” Namjoon put his phone down to look up, seeing no one other than Brandon. He stood at the kitchen island leaning on it, a drink in hand.
“Oh, your back? I thought you'd be gone longer.” Namjoon commented before turning to head to the basement. He wasn't going to deal with Brandon and ruin his girlfriend's day.
That thought was before Brandon shoved Namjoon into a wall. Brandon held Namjoons shirt. “Don't play dumb with me, I went to see her. I was gonna gift her a letter and she said she already had a boyfriend. And I know the only dude she would see constantly was you. How could you? I asked you to do one thing and you couldn't even do that?!” Brandon said, getting in Namjoons face. He whinced, Brandon's forearm resting on Namjoons neck pushing down. There was no way he was going to die this way, not from Brandon's rage.
Namjoon pushed him off, then shoved him down the basement stairs. Namjoon stood there as he watched Brandon fall, head hitting the wood. He waited until the last thud, Namjoon slowly walking downstairs to see what he had just done. Once he reaches the bottom, Namjoon smiles, the sick sight of Brandon writhing on the ground groaning. A puddle of blood formed around him, the impact from hitting the concrete probably giving him a concussion.
The bottom of Namjoons shoes clicked as he made his way to the cellar. He took the metal branding tool used to mark the barrels. The sound of metal shrieked as he dragged it towards Brandon's beat-up corpse. “I'm sorry I have to do this, but you're in my way now. And we can't have that now can we?” Namjoon taunted raising the iron. Brandon's eyes opened slightly as he saw the iron come down on him.
Namjoon felt tears pour down his cheeks as he began to beat Brandon in.He coughed up blood, and Namjoon didn't stop beating Brandon until he was certain he was dead. Once he came to that conclusion he dropped the iron. "Why did you make me do that huh?!" Namjoon yelled at no one. "You ruin everything, god, im happy you're fucking gone."
Namjoon claimed himself wiping his eyes of tears. He got up and grabbed the champagne buckets. He looked back before heading out of the basement, locking the door. He lets out a sigh before leaving, not looking back. He had bigger plans now, and Brandon wasn't in them.
He couldn't be in them.
Namjoons eyes trailed over your form, stopping at your socks as you laughed with your family. Outside the patio, you see Namjoon carrying the ice buckets and wave him over. He smiles at you before signing and returning to his girlfriend who he plans to keep forever.
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Their reactions to you having the most foul, and horrendous laugh ever
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Content: SFW/Funny, fluff maybe?, Uppermoons n muzan, Gender Neutral reader
Pairing/s: Character I mentioned above x Reader
Authors note: Got this idea from @weskerspersonalcunt (very interesting user🤔) also idk if I should cringe or laugh from this I have mixed emotions with what I write
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As you two were having a peaceful conversation... Kind of.
He offered to drink tea with you outside at some random place when it turned night. It had a pretty beautiful scenery.
It was pretty awkward, till you tried to crack a joke but happened to end up be the one laughing at it instead..
As you were basically wheezing, it started to sound like you were a dying donkey hyperventilating
"BWAAAHHAAHAHAAHAHHA, AHHH... EEEEAAAAAAEEEEHH" He stared at you, his mouth slightly agape in absolute shock followed with confusion as a hand slowly raised up from underneath the table, reaching out for you...
"Uu...hmmm... ha, ha, ha?" Suddenly you stopped wheezing, being the one to stare with confusion with him instantly turning to look down at the ground somehow embarrassed.
You were doing some sort of meditation lesson with this cheery hot idiot, and again. It was weird as fuck.
You couldn't take his calm serious voice as he was always the jokester and cheerful one seriously ...and kept trying to contain yourself from bursting out laughing...
Until he said something in probably somehow the funniest tone ever.
"Inhale.. Exhale... Now anyway. Next ste–" The sudden cut off of the inhaling steps, again somehow made the balloon inside of you pop.
You let out a type of squeal, which almost sounded like a tea kettle boiling as you pounded on the wooden floors frantically before him
"...Huh? Are you okay, my child?" His eyebrows furrowed in more of a confused yet sad way... "I–I'M SORRY... AAAEEEHHhhh.. I CAN'T. I JUST CANT–"
You pounded on the wooden floor some more before collapsing on to the ground still wheezing, he was completely confused.
He couldn't tell if you were mocking him or just randomly thought of some weird shit.
When you burst out laughing like absolute crazy, his eyes widened, eyebrows slightly furrowing with his lips slightly parting showing his teeth...
The only thing that went through his mind was; what the fuck is that sound..?
"What the actual fuck is wrong with your laugh." Sternly said, you tried to control your laughter but you just couldn't...
He sighed, his hand pressed against his forehead. "Whatever.. Lets just sleep. I'm tired..."
It was clear he was annoyed by that laugh but he didn't actually want to act super pissed at his beloved partner...
As you were still wheezing trying to stop, he was also trying..to sleep in peace.
And the reason you were laughing, was cause of some stupid story he told earlier..
#muzan x reader#muzan kibutsuji x reader#muzan#muzan kibutsuji#muzan x reader SFW#muzan x reader funny#Kokushibou x reader funny#Kokushibou x reader#Kokushibou x reader sfw#Kokushibou#Michikatsu#Michikatsu X reader funny#Michikatsu x reader#Michikatsu Tsugikuni#Douma#Douma x reader#Douma x reader funny#Douma x reader SFW
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hi angel!!! im aware of how super busy you are rn, but I can't get like frenemies scott barringer and reader out of my head, imagine it, like he's so annoyed by everything she does, she's the total opposite of him, sweet and kind, but also the sarcastic angry feminist, and he's the self-righteous football captain arsehole.
But no matter what he does, she's constantly stuck in his head, and it's kinda like the song "you look so pretty, pretty like the sun, i could watch forever while you shine on everyone" and he's so in love and a little insecure, which he covers up with this pompous arrogant fboy persona
anyways, you're writing gives me life more than anything! when i first discovered your flannel shirt fic on scott, i became obsessed and stalked your profile and obsessively read through all your fanfics, hayden characters or not, I read them all, and im head over heels in love w u :) you genuinely write the best fluff ever, like your my favourite blog for fluff, like don't get me wrong smut is cute and that, but god i would kill for some forehead kisses and hayden fluff
because i love you.
scott barringer x reader
anon you own my whole heart ilysm!!! you're soso incredibly sweet and being your favorite fluff writer??? such an incredible honor 🥹 i'm sorry it took me a while to get to writing this and i feel so bad cause i feel like i just didn't have enough inspiration for this so it's all messy but I hope it's still good. scott and shelby don't get together here but they're still good friends
summary: you and scott don't necessarily hate each other, but you can't tolerate both that much either. after a plan gone wrong, turns out there's a reason why.
warnings/cw: swearing, kissing (i don't know if that's warnings but yeah), fluff fluff fluff
word count: 1.9k
Where does Scott even begin with you? The Cliffhanger's sweetheart, the epitome of the sun in this hell hole, is his friend. Well, sort of.
Because every time he was near you, it felt like he was constantly basking in the sun, yet at the same time, he was warmed up by everything you did, from your smile to your voice. It was almost like he was constantly taunted.
He couldn't get enough of you, though. You were everything he's ever wanted—the warmth and love of another—and yet he still seems to be pushing you away.
But then that all changes when a little surprise is left on one of the class boards one morning when Scott and the other Cliffhangers are called to meet up with Peter and Sophie.
Scott walks into the classroom, wearing a sweater he just threw on due to the cold, and looks at the board in confusion. "Morp? Wh-what's a morp?" His brow was furrowed, and he frankly didn't care too much about decoding it until Auggie followed from behind him. "Oh, cool, a prom?"
Scott looks at Auggie, realizing everyone else is inside already. His eyes land on you, and he suddenly can't focus on anything but you. Everyone was taking a seat, and it took him a moment to realize you sat with him until a hand waved at his face.
"Scott, y'there?" Your voice rings out, and he looks at you, his face brooding as always. "Why? What's up?" He clears his throat and focuses his gaze on you. Despite hating you, he seems to be interested in what you have to say. Probably just sucking it up so it would be over.
You look at him, and suddenly you find yourself drawn to his eyes. Do they seem more blue than usual lately, or have they always been this way? But you don't have time to ponder about that because now it’s his turn to snap you out of your thoughts.
"Hey, are you there?" He gives you a small smirk, and you playfully roll your eyes. “Yeah, sorry,” you say, clearing your throat and resting your head on your palm. “Sophie and Peter paired us for morp planning.”
His eyes widen slightly, but he immediately covers them up with his emotionless stare again. “Why us? ," he asks, sounding annoyed. “Dunno,” you reply. “Probably ‘to build a stronger relationship between us’,” you say, playfully mocking what Peter constantly tells everyone whenever there’s a team activity.
He let out a soft scoff but couldn't help but let a smirk form on his lips. He was starting to let his guard down, something he rarely does around people; besides Shelby, she relates to him more than anyone. "Yeah, all that bullshit."
You nod and chuckle, watching as he bounces his leg, a habit you share with him. "All we have to do is plan the music, so it shouldn't be too bad. They're letting us use Peter's office and a couple more gadgets, I think." You shrug, but all you could think of was Scott.
Spending time alone with him in a room for days on end sounded both eventful and terrifying. But at least it was him instead of anyone else; at least you could get some peace and quiet for once.
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It had been days since you and Scott were assigned to make the playlist, and despite the bickering and constant grogginess you two would feel the next day, it was bearable. It caused something in Scott to brew—something he thought he could keep in, but it was just waiting to burst.
Scott dragged Shelby away to a corner in the common room—not the best place to have a private conversation, but it'll do.
"Let me guess," Shelby starts, her gaze landing on Ophelia talking to Peter and back at Scott. "You need advice to ask her out?" Scott scrunches up his face, annoyed but thinking about it. "Well, yeah," he says after a moment.
She chuckles and looks over at you again, trying to think of anything. "Morp's tomorrow, Scott. How are you sure Auggie or someone else asked her out?" Scott suddenly seemed upset at the thought, however. "You think Auggie has more of a chance than me?" His angry question was a little too loud, loud enough to catch your attention, at least.
Shelby quickly looks away and narrows her eyes at Scott, slapping his arm playfully. "Will you keep it down, you idiot?" He whines and leans against the wall, crossing his arms and staring at you from afar. "How am I ever going to ask her out? I'm just the cocky football star, a pompous asshole fuckboy. Every bad thing you could think of."
She sighs and moves closer, taking his hand and watching his expression before continuing, "Sure, you can be a complete asshole." He scoffs and looks at the floor. "Great way to start that off," he muttered. She rolls her eyes and continues with, "But all that matters is what they think of you. You wanna go all out and be stupid with your promposal? Go ahead. I'll be there every stupid step in the way."
He moves his gaze on her and mutters, "Stop calling me stupid. But, thanks."
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The plan was perfect. You and Shelby would be hanging out together, saying some good stuff about Scott, and Scott would play football with Auggie. Auggie would throw the ball at you, and he would save you. He would tie that to some smooth way to ask you out, but he would worry about that later. What was the worst that could happen?
Scott watches nervously as Shelby and you sit at the bleachers, taking a deep breath as Shelby discreetly nods and Scott starts to play. Your gaze moves to Scott, and a small smile grows on your face. Seeing Scott play football was cute to you. Despite being an ex-football captain, he still never lost his love for the sport, and you admire him for that.
Shelby notices your stare and chuckles, looking at Scott and back at you. "You eyeing Scott?" Your cheeks heat up and your eyes land on her, shaking your head as your face gets all flushed up. "No- well yeah, but not in that way! He's my friend; I just want to watch him."
Your gaze moves back to the two boys playing, and you swear you saw Scott wink at you, but maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you; he probably got something in his eye.
But you didn't even have time to think because the football started flying towards you, and Scott's amazing plan came crashing down as soon as the ball hit him right in the face.
"Scott!" You yell out and rush down to him with Shelby. He lets out a loud groan and covers his face. He's never felt so much pain and embarrassment before. "Auggie, fuck!" He groans out. "I didn't mean to, I- I'm sorry!" Auggie frowns and looks at the two, watching as you take Scott into your arms and prop your leg up for him to rest on.
"Shit- Scott, move your hand." You frown and try to move his hand, watching as a crowd of people form, someone rushing to grab Peter. Scott whines and shakes his head, saying something about how it really hurt, but it's muffled from his hands.
"C'mon, please? I swear the pain will be gone soon; I need to see how bad it is." You were trying to stay calm for the both of you, and after a moment, he moves his hands away to reveal a bleeding nose and some tears.
You wince and help him stand up. With the help of Shelby and Auggie, you guys safely bring him to the girls rooms and onto your bed, hurrying off to the bathroom while the two find something that could help Scott besides a wet rag.
You return to him on the bed and move his hand away. A small hiss escapes you, and you start to clean him up. The silence was killing you after a while, so you mumbled out, "That was stupid, y'know?"
He looks at you with an annoyed expression and scoffs, trying not to move too much as you clean his nose and check if it is broken. "Well, I'm sorry for saving your life," he says sarcastically, clearly upset that you didn't appreciate him saving you. Maybe his plan was just stupid.
"I mean, I appreciate it, but look at you now." You frown and place the rag on your side table, grabbing some tissues to clean the spot better. "Why'd you do it? Ruin your oh-so-perfect face for me?" He smirks and looks at you. "You like my face, huh?" You roll your eyes, and he lets out a small laugh as you punch his arm.
"Sorry, I couldn't help it." He lets his laughter die down and listens to the two of you breathing. It calmed him down to hear your breath, especially because he definitely needed to calm down. He took a deep breath and calmly let out, "Because I love you."
You stop your arm and move your gaze from his nose to his gaze, which was locked onto yours. You couldn't tell if it was because he was frozen in embarrassment or because he wanted to show you he really meant it; either way, it left you shocked.
How does he like you? He's made it very clear that he has some hatred towards you , so it didn't make sense. "But the way you act around me—" he quickly interrupted you. "It's because I'm insecure." He sighs and looks down at his hands, feeling the embarrassment creep up on him.
"You're just so- so gorgeous. You make everyone smile and laugh; it's like the goddamn sun. You shine so bright, and I can't help but feel this jealousy towards you because everyone gets to experience all of that." Although he didn't outright say it, it was clear to you that he was jealous, and it was incredibly adorable.
You let out a soft laugh, and at first he thought you were laughing at him, but a small smile formed on his lips when he realized you were laughing with him. "Well, if it makes you feel any better, I feel like I shine brighter when I'm with you. You make me sparkle, I guess."
He chuckles and moves a little closer, sensing the change in tension, and he was sure you did too because you moved closer. "Sparkle, huh? What are you, a vampire?" He smirks and wraps his arm around you, making you roll your eyes and cup his cheek. "Just shut up and kiss me."
"Yes, ma'am." He smirks wider and kisses you gently, immediately crash-landing into heaven as soon as he feels your lips. They were soft and felt heavenly, just like he imagined. The kiss grew deeper but didn't last too long as someone threw a box of bandages at them.
Scott pulls away in annoyance but quickly gets flustered as soon as he sees Shelby and Auggie; he completely forgets they were coming back. "Congratulations, lovebirds!" Shelby smirks and moves her gaze between Scott and you. "But do us all a favor and get a room, will you?"
You let out a small chuckle and quickly helped Scott clean up, hearing the pair's footsteps as they headed outside. Despite both of you being complete opposites, Something told you it would all work out in the long run.
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It's all good! I never expected to get a quick answer, as I sent so many questions and kind of knew you'd probably have to think about some of them. I was going to comment directly on the post, but character limit caught me, ugh.
I don't know why but I can imagine most angels kind of being a bit bitchy, so I totally understand Neil! I'd probably do the same lol I hope Andrew at some point just starts buying clothes for Neil, like Andrew one day just shows up with one bag in hand and just gives it to him, no justification whatsoever. But… if it's the clothes Neil died in, do they have blood? Or did they get magically cleaned? How physical is he when he's walking around invisible? Does he have to constantly dodge people when walking around? (That sounds so fucking annoying, I constantly have to do that myself) If somebody spilled sauce in whatever place he's supposed to be currently occupying, would he end up full of sauce? Do his clothes ever get dirty? I'm just envisioning him walking to a laundromat to put them to wash, and just hanging out invisible and shirtless while he's waiting for it to be done.
I'm dying to know what Incident you're talking about! I'm like "feeed me moreeee".
Aaahh, was the part "Unless there are any other semi-invisible people in it." in the last wip post a reference to Kevin's guardian angel?? Is it someone we know? Also also, is there somebody extra in the team (since they couldn't recruit Neil)?
I'm glad to help! I'm glad I can contribute a bit to the story, it makes me happy. I definitely get the blurry weeks too, even months tbh. I haven't been much better, but I'm alright. The best I can possibly be atm. Unfortunately I'm not familiar with Webkinz, I didn't play that many games as a child. I had a Nintendo DS, tho. I miss my Super Mario Bros :') Anyway, just try to take one day at a time, you know? <3
Aw. I hate character limits so much. D: Like, come on man. Let me yap! But anywho. I'll be yapping under the cut! :) <3
You’re absolutely right about the other angels. Like, “Uh… this kid looks insane and also he’s talking to his charge? That’s… not allowed. We are not messing with him. No thank you.”
Also omg that would be really cute. Andrew just throwing a plastic bag in Neil's lap and sitting down beside him. Neil just: What’s this? | Andrew: I'm tired of looking at that hoodie so I got you one that's not ripped all to hell.
Neil’s clothes aren’t bloody, thankfully. (Oh my god. Can you imagine the night Andrew met Neil if he’d been covered with dried blood? That would’ve gone so differently. And badly. :’)) But no. His clothes had been miracled clean. Like, when he ‘woke up’ to the bright light, he was clean.
Neil doesn’t generally get out of the way. If a human walks through him, that’s their business. (They will experience a sudden chill, but Neil doesn’t know that he has that effect. And he doesn’t care. Lol.)
Ooh. That’s interesting. So let’s see… If, for example, Neil were sitting in the dining hall with Andrew and the monsters— invisibly of course— and someone spilled something on him… I think I’ve gotta say it would just… get all over him.
And Neil would accidentally pop into Andrew-mode because the shock of suddenly being doused with soda or soup or whatever would have him ‘letting go of the button’. Andrew would likely get choked, Neil might have to do this invisible heimlich maneuver… It would be… Not good. Hilarious, but not good.
So that’s why Neil typically chills on the roof whenever Andrew isn’t Traveling. Less of a chance to majorly fuck up if he’s not around all the humans. :)
Yes, Neil’s clothes sometimes feel dirty to him. He’s since learned to magic them clean. :) A lot of trial and error on his part. Luckily he doesn’t have to strip naked and wash his clothes in the dorm’s laundry room. Lmao. Naked angel vibing in the corner. Gkldjglk
Ahhh, I can’t tell you yet. TWT I’m sorry…
Also! Not really. Andrew was mainly just being a smart ass! :) He likes to do that. (We do know Kevy's angel.)
As for the team. No. Janie is still there, but otherwise they haven’t got any other new players. See, Kevin had picked out this striker for them to go see. Out in some tiny town in Arizona. But before they could fly out to see him play, his coach called Wymack to say he’d up and transferred suddenly with only a month left before graduation. Didn’t say where he was moving to or why he was leaving. Kevin was devastated that they’d lost this kid because he could tell he had potential. :((
<33333 I hope things get better soon for all of us. Also, Webkinz is a virtual pet game and I love it dearly. :) I have a couple of pets named Andreil and Kandrew on it right now. Haha.
Thanks for always being so lovely! <333 I love you dude!! <3
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I honestly can't get over the fact that people care more about Elemental than Soul,Soul is a far better movie,it features a black protagonist and many diverse characters, amazing animation that doesn't hurt my eyes, emotionally powerful and memorable scenes.I could go on but I'm not happy that some fans are saying how Elemental is a better movie than Soul or heck, even Turning Red.sorry but I can't stand Elemental for so many reasons i can't say other than the animation is not that good, especially the art style with the fire and water people and that I found the protagonists super annoying both Ember and Wade.
Well you're probably not going to be happy to hear this anon, but I hated Soul. Probably not as much with Elemental, but even for Elemental I'm more indifferent with it's existence
Soul on the other hand makes me actually upset. Partly because I originally did not want to watch another movie where a Black character is turned into an inhuman being for majority of the movie
When I expressed this, everyone convinced me that's not what happened, he is only a blue blob for a short bit, and you do get to see his human body for most the film from what I was told. So I watched it, believing all this like a dummy
And they were right in a sense. We don't see him as a blob for most of the movie. Because he was turned into a cat for most of the movie. An ugly ass looking cat. "Oh but you see his body for most of the movie," yeah we sure do as it's being stolen and taken away by some white person's soul like this is Get Out. "They aren't White, they are just a soul" yeah if the characters bring up it sounds like a white lady and everyone draws them White, safe to say we all saw this as a White person. Only we were supposed to feel sorry for the little white soul because the black character is too mean and angry with his body being taken away for some reason
And people got upset with me because I did not appreciate being deceived like this. Some were just typical Disney adults. Others apparently really didn't understand what the issue was, and tried to make me like this movie. I just don't
As for the story's message, it's fine I guess. It just doesn't stick out to me. The movie already showed itself to be an ironically soulless project
They try to advertise this movie as something for Black people. It's literally called Soul for a reason. But nah. It didn't really play onto those themes. Like what does Soul have to do with Black people? Why do Black people feel the need to outdo everyone and make something for themselves? Why is the main character's mom treated as the bad guy for wanting her son to fulfill his passion but also remain financially stable?
Does the character from Soul show how he is related to Blackness more than the water guy? Yeah. But barely so. It again doesn't help he didn't remain human for most of the movie
Also the movie just ugly
Anyways if you're looking for Black-coded blue blob characters, Osmosis Jones is literally your best bet
#anon#thx for the ask#pixar soul#elementals#osmosis jones#i know you came here wanting to diss on one disney movie because you like the pixar film anon#but i cant lie#i didn't enjoy it#makes me see red#I'll diss on elementals more if that makes it better
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PEGGY - a fanfic of what I think her life could've been like!! As a warning it gets super lazy toward the end😭 and it's probably not the best ever due to the fact I've barely slept but shhh I'm rubbish at writing </3
I did forget maybe 1 or 2 parts but its fiiiiine I think!! I can't really think of TW's but car cr@sh mentions. Anyway, aside from that try to enjoy!! I tried to be descriptive but I'm super bad at that I think? And be warned it MAY make you cry (I dont really cry but I almost cried while writing)!!
AND NO just because it's a fanfic doesnt mean it's about being in a relationship idk if that's a connection people even make but I want to clarify this just incase^^ I do NOT write romantic things often, it makes me feel ill:D
"Marie?"
"MARIE! Where were you? You've been out all night!"
Marie's eyeliner and mascara was dripping down her face, not that she cared all that much. She had been out since 5pm on Sunday the 1st of September, and it was now 8am on monday. She was so thankful it was a week off.
Peggy stood, facing marie while holding a drawing, but Marie pushed her to the side and ran up the stairs.
Where has Marie been? Peggy wondered. She decided she would draw another picture for Marie, maybe that would cheer her up? She wasn't sure, she'd never seen Marie like this, and where was George? They were neighbors, and he certainly wasn't home. They would've known if he was, because he would've been round for breakfast.
"Marie! Wait!" Peggy decided to chase after her, the patter of her feet booming through the house, she'd never ran so fast, nor did she think she ever would again. She wanted to ask Marie if she was okay, she needed to. What if Marie depended on this question?
The hallways will still dark since no one had opened the curtains, the photos that hung on the wall of them and George suddenly began to feel like distant memories and yet she still didn't know what had happened. She loved it when George came round, no matter how annoying he could be at times, she loved it when he would draw with her, he was always very good at it but he just never showed it. The wooden flooring was cold, each plank felt as if it could've gone on forever, Marie's room felt as if it was stretching ever further away. The polaroids on her bedroom door of her and George seemed even more distant. It was suddenly like a chapter of her life was over, she didn't know what happened last night but whatever it was, it ment George was gone.
She couldn't go any more, she hadn't gone all that far but it felt as if she had been running to her sister forever. Peggy slid down the wall and curled into a ball, sobbing loudly outside the bathroom door. The cold floor felt as if it was nibbling away at her arms and legs.
No one was around to comfort her.
Marie then exited her room and gently walked to her mothers door and knocked.
"M- MARIEEEE!!" Peggy screamed, she was there, she could reach her.
But Marie just looked at her, then back away, saying nothing. Peggy screamed again, which then faded into the sound of her sobbing loudly. Marie went into their parents room, and it was as if Peggy couldn't move, like she was attatched to the floor, she felt heavy and extremely tired.
Everything started to fade from her view as she fell asleep, curled up on the cold, hard floor, in a puddle of her own tears.
Once she awoke, the curtains were open, and the sun was blaring through onto her face, Marie sat beside her and rubbed her hand accross Peggy's face, putting a letter in her hand. Marie was wearing her black coat, a pair of flared jeans and boots with a large duffel bag thrown over her shoulder.
"Peggy.. I'm sorry." She said shakily, while beginning to cry once again.
"Marie? What are you sorry for? You've done nothing wrong."
"I need to go, I'm sorry for it. I need to get away from here, from everything, just for a little while, okay?"
She still hadn't removed her hand from Peggy's face, and peggy was about to cry once again, what did Marie mean by she's going? Where is she going? How long for? When will she back? Who is she going with? Is she going to be okay?
"Marie... I'll see you soon, okay?"
"Okay. Goodbye, Peggy."
Marie removed her hand and then stood up. She walked toward the stairs, then turned and smiled at Peggy. She went downstairs and then returned with a blanket and pillow in her hands. She put the pillow beneath Peggy's head and draped the blanket over her.
"...and don't forget me, yeah? I've loved having you as a sister and I don't want to return to you thinking I'm a stranger." Marie giggled, before turning once again and going down the stairs.
Little did Peggy know, this would be the last time she would see Marie for 18 years. Watching her go downstairs made her shake, she could feel her heart pounding out of her chest with each step she took.
Suddenly, the bedroom door swung straight open with a squeak and her parents dashed downstairs. Her mother was wearing a gorgeous baby blue nighty which has small white frills at the bottom, with her hair in pink rollers. Her hair was brown, but it was also very long, Marie often used to envy the length of it. Following closely behind was her father, he had black hair, but it was relatively messy and he was usually unshaven, he was wearing a pair of pyjama bottoms with no shirt as usual. They both dashed down the stairs behind their daughter.
Peggy tried to listen, but she couldn't tell any of the words which were being said. She then heard the door slam shut and her mother breaking down into tears.
She didnt even have the strength to open the letter Marie gave her, she threw it to near her feet and screamed loudly, wailing for Marie. Two people had now left her life, but this was only the beginning.
Four years had passed, Peggy was 13 now. It'd been three years since her dad walked out and almost two since the accident. And to add even more salt to her injury, her mother had remarried to Mr. Weaver recently and changed her name to Peggy Weaver. Now one of the only things that felt like a connection to Marie had been changed, she'd been drawing pictures for Marie almost daily and adding them to a box under her bed. Sometimes she would write letters, sometimes she'd draw pictures, and even sometimes she would add photos and things she found around the house. Anything that she felt as if tied together the past 4 years for Marie went in, she hoped to one day give it all to her, show her how her life had been since she and George had left. Even things that made her sad went inside, like a dried up rose from her father's funeral and the letter Marie gave her, she'd almost read it once and put it back. It caused too much pain, even so long after.
Her parents never told her what they and Marie had spoken about, they refused even when asked directly. The relationship Peggy and Mr. Weaver had wasn't the best, she kept trying to distance herself from him and would often cry about her birth father leaving her in Gallows Creek. She would've preferred to live in Quiet Ridge with her father, though that wouldn't have lasted long. Her mother was barely present anymore, she was usually working night shifts and when she wasn't she was anywhere but at home.
Her entire family was soon about to change though, a few months later Mr. Weaver began to get sick, and he didn't last too long after, and soon after her mother was gone too. Almost her entire family was gone aside from a distant aunt from California who had to move in to look after Peggy.
The first months were extremely difficult for her, she had no idea who this woman was nor how she was related to her. But she was a hard worker, and she ended up getting a job for KFAM, she was an office lady but that really wasn't what she wanted. On Peggy's days off she would usually go with her to work and run errands, normally passing around letters from Reggie and making the occasional couple bucks. She never really grew to know the staff all that well, but she loved the building.
From then she knew she wanted to be a radio producer. Reggie gladly allowed her to have the job when she was old enough, he was told by other members of staff how cheerful she was whenever she passed them things and John would let her draw at his desk and sometimes even help with paperwork. She then began training, the days were long and tiring at first but she quickly began to get the hang of things. But there was one issue, they didn't have a show for her to produce... until a radio DJ came all the way from Chicago. Forrest Nash. He replaced the old DJ instantly on The Scream.
#killer frequency#kfam#marie campbell#peggy weaver#189.16 the scream#fanfic#sorry if its bad#im bad at writing#but its fine am i right#george barrow#i hope this destroys you <3 /nsrs#if this doesnt my next art will (i hope)#i cried a bit while writing this LMAO
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pairing: peter parker x gn reader
req: no | wc: 849
summary: Asking your crush to help you with your homework, in his own home, was probably a bad idea.
warnings: swearing
Peter Parker was a genius. It was a well-known fact around Midtown High. Although mostly, it wasn't 'genius', it was 'big nerd'. Whatever—point was, he had high grades, turned in his homework on time, and made amazing presentations. Being quite the opposite, you admired him. He was a good example of why you should study. Academic success! (potentially) Getting into each University you apply! A resume you just can't turn down! Not to mention he was kind. You'd bumped into him on occasion and have built a bond over that one project you had together. And, don't forget, he was super sweet...
So maybe you had a crush on him. Maybe pursuing him would lose you a couple unspoken, social brownie points. You didn't much care for those anyway—but he wasn't just a big nerd! The wonderfully friendly, lovely kind; he was pretty. Peter Parker was–you swear it's not an exaggeration–the prettiest boy you'd ever set your eyes on.
Maybe you wanted to get to know him better.
"So, tomorrow, after school, at the library?"
He'd agreed with that. But when the time actually came… "Sorry! Aun–my aunt, May, insisted I bring you over. She says, like, the only friend I have is Ned! Which is clearly not true by the way," Not to mention his rambling was cute. "but she said I needed to make a good impression. You already have a good impression of me though. I think. I–uh, sorry for assuming. Unless I'm assuming correctly? I–"
So here you were, in his room, sat awkwardly at the edge of the bed, laptop on your lap. This may have been an excuse to hang out with him, but you actually did have homework. Peter laid behind you on the bed, having finished his homework an hour in.
"After the blip, I found out a bunch of these Star Wars movies and shows came out–Mandalorian, Solo, Blips ironically–in the five years I'd missed. I had to watch all of them. Each one. It was annoying—not that it wasn't enjoyable! Just–"
You stop him in his rambling, unfortunately, to ask him about a problem. "Hey, Pete, number 18? What the fuck am I doing."
He snickers and sits up to lean over your shoulder. "That's–" He stops himself before he can accidentally insult your intellect, "…it can be confusing. Let's see… So," He points at a part of the problem on your screen, reaching over your shoulder. "this part. Doesn't it look similar?"
"Oh, yeah."
"You do everything you've…"
In no time, Peter manages to explain the problem to you, thankfully being able to avoid complicated jargon. He continues his rant, staying in his sitting position behind you. "Anyway, I had to find a balance between work and binge-watching. Aunt May complained that I was hardly coming out of my room."
"I think I did it."
Peter leans his head over your shoulder again. "You did." He smiles, "Well done. The procedures a bit vague but,"
"Thanks." You turn your head towards him.
He stops in his tracks, lips open mid-word.
Your faces were so close to each other. What was that, a couple centimeters? Fuck, you can't think right now.
He clears his throat, "What was I saying?"
"I don't know." You admit.
You don't move away from each other.
His eyes move down and… "I've always liked your lips." He licks his own. "They always seemed plump. A nice color too, remind me of roses. They look like they belong to your face. I mean, they do!" He musters a small chuckle, "Just that… your face is a puzzle and your lips are the perfect piece. I…" Peter rambles on, and not once does his gaze leave your lips.
"Do you want to kiss me right now?" You ask abruptly.
"Y–" The sound comes out weak from his lips. He clears his throat, trying to find his voice. "Yes." He admits.
"Good." Your hand meets his cheek and he almost jolts away from it. "I do too."
He leans, and so you do. You slot together like pieces in a puzzle. At least, that's what you'd like to say.
Peter's nose bumps awkwardly against yours. "Oh–!" He lets out a small, nervous laugh. As much as the embarrassment burns in your chest, you laugh too. "I'm sorry."
"Nah, I think that was joint effort."
He laughs at that too.
You kiss. Finally. You didn't think it would only take one "date" but you're not complaining.
The kiss feels just like everything you have and haven't imagined about it. Were you fantasizing about kissing him in the middle of class? Maybe. But it's also more than that; more than anything you could've ever dreamed of.
Peter pulls back. He would move his head and his stare away in bashfulness, but your hand was on his cheek and he didn't want it to move.
"That was…" He trails off, not knowing what to say.
"Good?" You ask.
"More than that." He replies with a small laugh. "Way, way more than that."
You lean in for another. Then, maybe another one after that. The homework may or may not be forgotten.
#peter parker x gn reader#peter parker x reader#spider-man x reader#spider-man x gn reader#🌸 // success!#🎟 // marvel#🎟 // mcu#🎟 // spider-man#🎫 // peter parker#🎫 // peter
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Hi Gina... I need to rant 😠 lmfao
As a life-long Chiefs fan and KC native all I can say is this T*ylor shit is fucking annoying. I know you talk to a LOT of people in the fandom, so you may not remember, but I'm a fellow Sw*ftie hater (maybe that's too harsh but idgaf) and I didn't think it was possible to get more annoyed with this woman than I've been since I stopped being a fan in 2018. Boy, was I WRONG. I'm a die-hard Chiefs fan. I loved my team even when we sucked and couldn't make it to the playoffs (before Patrick Mahomes), so to see EVERYONE make the game on Sunday about her is beyond frustrating. People (Sw*fties) are seriously saying she's the only reason we won. Like we haven't won multiple AFC championships and two Super Bowls in the past three years. Maybe I'm just taking it too seriously, but when our boys played a kick ass game on Sunday after such a shitty season opener (that we lost), it was so nice to see that we're getting our mojo back but I literally can't look at any post, tweet, article, tv segment, etc that doesn't make the game about her.
God, please don't let her be around for the rest of the season 🙏🏻
Also, I'm not saying they're not hooking up, but this is 100% for PR. I've personally never seen them pan to a celebrity so many times during the game. I've never seen "candid" photos of Travis Kelce, Patrick Mahomes, or any of the other popular Chiefs' players leaving Arrowhead Stadium after a game like we just got with Travis & T*ylor, or "candid" photos & videos of any of the popular players driving through the city, which is so sus. And then what really sealed the deal for me was that T*ylor announced earlier today that her concert film will be shown internationally. She was also named as an entertainer of the year for entertainment weekly and is on the cover. Not to mention, she has a new re-recording coming out in a month and continues to announce new versions of the 1989 re-recording. "Someone" must not be happy enough that she's already broke records with the Speak Now sales, is selling the most number of albums overall, but she must be aiming to break those Speak Now records with the 1989 re-recording sales bc she's releasing new versions quite often. I mean, how greedy can one person be. Like you haven't sold enough albums? You don't have enough publicity? You don't have enough money? It's just gross to me.
Also, I personally just found her reactions over the top for someone who isn't even a fan, especially whatever that head shake thing is at the end. But maybe that's just because I find everything she does annoying and cringe.
https://www.instagram.com/reel/CxmAHqjrACL/?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==
Plus, the stats around Travis and the Chiefs have skyrocketed. So they're absolutely getting a lot out of this as well as the NFL like someone mentioned earlier.
I'll attach an article but here are some numbers:
Travis' jersey sales went up almost 400%
Stubhub ticket sales for Chiefs' home games increased threefold in just 24 hrs
Travis gained 325k new ig followers - more than he gained after winning the last Super Bowl
Sunday's Chiefs' game was the most watched NFL game on any network last week
It was also the most watched game among girls and women 12 to 49 yrs old
https://www.axios.com/2023/09/26/taylor-swift-travis-kelce-merch-sales-up-chiefs-kansas-city
And yes, I know I know a lot about her for someone who doesn't like her. But she's inescapable even when I have muted everything related to her... And now she's taking over my everything related to my favorite football team and my city 🤢 Where's Pete Davidson when you need him? 😂
Ok, sorry for that rant. I know I probably sound ridiculous, but I prefer my life T*ylor free just like I prefer my life Ol*via free, and I thought you might understand 😂 Anyways, feel free not to post if you don't want to discuss her anymore.
I hope you're having a good night, Gina. Lots of love.
She really is a horrendous actress. Everything she did at that game was so embarrassingly fake. But clearly people want to believe it because it’s everywhere.
That’s bananas how much his stats already went up and just shows why it’s worth it to do this kind of nonsense, even to someone who’s already really famous.
I’m not interested in football at all, but I’m so sorry she’s contaminating your safe space. 😩
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so many new anons!! zuma u r under arrest. ur offenses include being friendly and having a magnetic personality. hands where i can see em 🔫 (just kidding, ily. pls don't forget about me when ur famous)
ALSO I have been plagued with cuddly thoughts lately. What's ur favorite type of hug?? i love all of them equally but the one that's been on the brain are back hugs…
like imagine ur jjk bf just snuggling up to you from behind while ur doing something. (i didn't include toji because i'm not used to writing about him and ngl i feel like, he'd just turn it into something sexual no matter how you see it, probably grinding against you or squeezing/slapping ur ass lmao.)
gojo, toge, n geto probs are lil shits and would find joy whenever you yelp in surprise cause they come outta nowhere... it's even worse if ur ticklish cause you bet ur ass they're gonna exploit that. probably blows raspberries just to annoy you.
nanamin, yuuta n megumi on the other hand, prefer doing it when they're tired or touch-starved. maybe a mix of both. they'll bury their faces in ur neck or hair and breathe in ur scent, letting out a contented sigh. might even leave a little kiss there.
yuji n choso likes giving you surprise hugs, but they actually mean well, unlike, ahem, some people. might pick you off of your feet or rock you side to side gently while they're at it. they'll apologize if they scare you: they do it more so to hear you laugh afterwards--it's their favorite sound.
sighs. where's a jjk bf when you need one, huh?
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I KNOW RIGHTT so many i am drowning in asks and idk what to do about it BUT IM GLAD TO FINALLY REPLY TO THIS ONE HI MELON NONNIE <3 sorry for taking so long again ilyt :(((( I MISSED U AND UR LONG ASKS A LOT UGHHH HUGS HUGS
BACKHGS ARE SO NICE UR REAL FOR THAT hmmm i also love backhugs,, but any type of hug is nice nsjhnsjs my love language is physical touch so i never complain!!!!
ur absolutely right on toji turning it sexual if u wanna cuddle u need to ask this man or he will never get the fuckinf hint 😭 YUJI AND CHOSO SURPRISING U BY ACCIDENT AHAHAHSJ THATS SO trUe these are all super accurate omf as a very ticklish person especially on my waist i think satosugu/toge would actually KILL ME good god.. love them anyway 🫶 i also think yuji could fit into the first section when he feels like it,, hes a menace in disguise yk
ur so right. what i would do to get a backhug from nanami???? unspeakable things i want him so bad
#inmaki#zuma’s 🍉 anon#now u got me remembering that there are ppl that dont like nanami/find him attractive and that CONCERNS MW#he is THE husband of apl husbands
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@the-ace-friend asked:
Hello my dear old friend crayons who will probably die because of they age 🥲 (don’t worry I will make a good funeral with good music 😉) and now you have a curse on you for getting to much K-pop memes👹 Okay 👌 now for my question what do think about their childhood of those 2 was I mean now with the killing and finding out that Han Seok is a psychopath who’s possessive of his little brother or how Han Seok is more tamed in his adulthood than in his youth or why he even killed his victims? Did he killed them for a reason or just for fun and when for a reason then what kind of reason?? Anyways I’m always happy and glad for your response💕 and please take care of yourself so don’t overdo things If you need rest 👍 (I sound like a parent 💀 wtf ) but yeah take care and good luck with your next fics <3
hi there, friend! indeed, 'tis i, crayonfears, speaking from beyond the grave where they've buried me when i died of old age hahah and please i adore your little kpop memes but there's just too many in this particular ask and it just makes it super long haha. i'll have to ask you to keep it to a maximum 2-3 memes from now on if you still want to include them, i'm sorry ;;
for your question, if we go with canon, then iirc, he killed for the heck of it. for funsies, if you will. as a treat - love that for him. he also be killing cuz them kids be annoying him (so real of him), bragging about it after too. he was a real psycho back when he was younger - and god, what i wouldn't give to see more of that han seok than just a short glimpse of him admiring the watch he took off his victim (the fact he didn't take the watch off of the guy he killed in the container scene was suuuuuuuuuch a miss ugh 😤; let us see that young han seok is still there, that han seok never changed from his youth!!!!).
if we go beyond canon - well, the world is our oyster and all. i can see han seok killing kids cuz they got too close to han seo. i can see his delusional ass convincing himself just the world things about those kids and that's why he needed to kill them. it's the good for his dongsaeng - and you betcha ass he would tell han seo to thank him too, tell him what a favor he's done for him, "aren't you grateful, dongsaeng?". if we go with the psycho/psycho route, i can see han seo making up reasons - said those kids touch him wrong or whatever - to get han seok real mad. han seo never getting his hands dirty in the literal sense but stained with blood anyways is suuuuuch a delicious idea. i love a little secretly cunning han seo - i wish we got to see more of these moments of him in the show; rather than just him being the comic relief ;;
#the-ace-friend#jang bros#jang han seo#jang han seok#ask#*crayonspeaks#i be rambling once again haha#but honestly han seok bragging about killing people; eating gummies while killing his dad - that's so insane#like i want to see more of that please; we got a glimpse in that container scene but only a glimpse#we keep hearing about him being a psycho but barely any showing of it#vincenzo as a show do have a lot of problems with show don't tell; even with its main cast#eh it is what it is ig#and thank you for the good wishes!!!! you're too kind; i hope you're having a great day/night too!!!!1
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Well… since you said it was a decent time waster >:3 can I get uhhhh one ✨, and umm an 💦 for mmm my silly little Hunting Dogs please (again ikik I have 0 shame I’m srry)
Hahaha, welcome back!! Don't even worry about it, I'm honoured you wanna hear so many of my thoughts on them~!! It's a fun lil activity :D
~From This Ask Game~
Under cut bc I cannot keep anything short to save my life~
~~ Key ~~
✨: What would be the best way for someone to induce them? Feathers, rolled-up tissue, or something else? How much stimulation would it take for them to start sneezing? Would inducing produce just one or two sneezes from them, or multiples?
💦: How wet are their sneezes? Do they spray barely at all, or are you gonna need an umbrella? Do they try to cover at all, or just let it go? Do they sniffle a lot when they’re sick or allergies are bugging them?
(little preface, I'm not a mess person, so nothing will be super mess driven, but a lil spray is okay, so I'll try to include that, I'm sorry~!)
Fukuchi:
✨ It would have to be something intense, I might say honestly ~the powder~ would work best. Something like feathers or tissues would only work if he's already feeling itchy. It could get a fit if it's bad enough, but usually only one or two.
💦 Some spray, but nothing insane. Buuuut, he doesn't cover at all, so you gotta just deal with ducking out of the way. Also he's not really a sniffle person, more the type to blow every 10 seconds and get on everyone's nerves~
Tetchou:
✨ Something he's allergic to would work best, but dentist floss is another one. Something about the minty scent just sets him off. Though, he's sensitive enough that baasically anything tracing his nose will get him. Getting him started isn't that hard, but he does have a 'limit' where his nose just... stops being cooperative~
💦 Not really spray, no. Like not dry, but nothing that would stand out from the ordinary. And he does attempt to cover most of the time, unlesss he's trying to annoy Jouno <3 Also I said it before but sniffles. So many sniffles. Will not blow his nose and it is so annoying to people around him. (opposite of Fukuchi haha~)
Tachihara:
✨ If you use an allergen, you'll get full fits. But if you just use other things like a tissue or feather, you'll get maybe one or two, but not a lot. The best one would probably be the stem of a plant. Allergic or not, its soft yet still firm enough to have control.
💦 From the "shiiee" part he gets a light misting, but nothing too extreme. (again, I'm so sorry I just can't- haha~) He absolutely covers, though it's less from politeness, and more because he's trying to hide the fact he sneezed at all. Also tries not to sniffle until he has to, which ends up just making them sound way worse since it's all built up.
Jouno:
✨ Anything with a scent. He's desperately sensitive anyways, and anything soft will leave him feeling incredibly itchy, like he can feel every barb of a feather. However scented things add a whole new level of tickle. No matter what you use you'll get a fit, complete with a desperate level of hitching. <3
💦 Not really. His sneezes are usually so tiny that not a lot comes from them, though the bigger ones he builds up to can sometimes have a light mist. He does cover, he's quite polite about it, usually into his wrist, though sometimes if it's desperate enough he'll have to lean into cupped hands. Not a sniffle person, each sniff only makes it so much worse, so he prefers to hold it off and blow/wipe when he has to.
#waterfallasks#waterfall snzcanons#thank you for the asks!!!#I'm so sorry im writing essays every time hahahaha~#and im sorry i couldnt realllly do the wet one justice#i just... mess is sometimes ok but i cant bring myself to write/hc about it in depth im sorry~#but hopefully its still enjoyable~! youre making me so crazy about these guys hehe~
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Aough I've got Malleyuu on the brain again (shocker) and I desperately want to brainrot about a new fic idea but it just ain't coming 😔 You're kind of like, the only Malleyuu author I know (there's def more but my memory is shit agjdhdjdhd) and am brave enough to talk to so:
Thoughts on an Enemies to Lovers Malleyuu fic/au? Any ideas on how it could go? I've been desperately wracking my brain for any fun ideas bcs it sounds like it could be really fun to think abt but it just ain't comin 😔
Every time I try to imagine it though, it has a sort of superhero/supervillain setting so that's something I guess???
Sorry for hopping into ur ask box again. Malleyuu is making me feel not normal to the point of being uncharacteristically social agsjhsjdbdj
-Matcha (twstjam)
do not apologize i very much so enjoy seeing asks!!!!
first thoughts: in an au that follows the canon setting and general plot, i can see it happening in a malleo kinda way if that makes sense? malleus is the kinda guy who immediately jumps to "i should just incinerate them :)" as an immediate solution to people who irritate him enough lol (remember twisted halloween when he was like "LILIA LET ME GO I NEED TO BURN THEM RIGHT NOW"? top ten malleus moments.)
anyways my point here is i can see it as an academic rivals kinda enemies to lovers where yuu carries the brunt of the negative vibes — at least, if this is still a scenario where mal is One Of The Top Five Mages In The World levels of powerful as he is in canon and yuu is still some kind of Relatively Powerless Person. yuu might be trying to compensate for their lack of magical ability by getting the best damn grades possible, and they feel threatened by malleus being... malleus. like, "how come YOU were born with so much magic but I'M incapable of even riding a broom? bitch." and mal has this bad habit of coming off as really smug and condescending even if he's not, so you've got this great clash between someone who's determined to hate the other person who keeps unintentionally feeding into that hate. ofc, he does find their attitude to be pretty annoying sometimes, but mainly he thinks it's rather funny and charming that they've got the guts to be so openly hostile. and they are soooo mad that he isn't taking their declaration of academic war as seriously as they are! who does he think he is?! perhaps in their quest to make him view them as a serious threat, they start spending more time with him, trying to figure out how to get under his skin, and slowly... he starts to grow on them. and he starts taking them more seriously, just not in such a hostile manner.
i could also see it with yuu being the prince/ss/x of another kingdom and they just do not vibe with malleus at first and the feelings? they are sooo mutual. but they have to interact cordially in order to not, like, pit BV and yuu's kingdom against each other. no matter how much malleus can get away with, he definitely would not be able to scrape past a scandal like "crown prince of briar valley murders heir of neighboring kingdom in a fit of rage!" and also his grandma would kick his ass for it probably. bc of their stations, they have to interact relatively regularly, and they are CONSTANTLY butting heads. it's all very artfully hidden behind backhanded compliments and flowery language but they haaaaate each other. but eventually it starts going from "I Hate You" to "I Hate Your Stupid Hot Face" to "I Hate How Much I Wanna Kiss You Right Now" and neither of them wanna admit it bc malleus is prideful and stubborn and yuu is also very stubborn. cue shenanigans.
i'm not super into superhero/villain aus (i just don't think abt them that often lol) but i can totally see that also working! it's just not my thing so i can't think of many ideas for it
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Hi Mimi!!! 💖💖💖
I'm probably overreacting but i miss you haha.. have sunflowers!! 🌻🌻🌻
How are you doing? I'm starting to feel that 2024 is super slow, especially january! I'm glad february is atleast in an enjoyable pace, or is it just me lol? Since the month is ending, i hope you have a really great february! 💐💐
I'm so close to my period, and it just wont come out which makes my mood drop down to zero 🧎🏻♀️ It's such an interesting situation, if i don't get my period quick i'll be having a bad pms, but if i do get my period my mood is better but at the same time i can't get out of bed for 3 days straight 🥴🥴 I decided i will study Japanese! It's just i haven't really found the right time and i honestly don't know where to start too, can't believe i got like tons of math questions to do as a requirement to join the test, now i'm just wondering when will i get the right time to study language lol, (please warn me if i talk too much 😭 its quite unbearable sometimes) I usually struggle with being consistent, my duolingo widget is having a meltdown everyday because i just wont do my beginner french courses i impulsively did like 3 am a few months ago 😭 Do you have any tips to fight that habit?
I hope you don't get bored of me asking about Shohei, but if you do please tell me! 💖💖 You know, i quite noticed about his relationship with food. Like him eating crepes & cakes, mentioning alot of in n outs, and saying he could eat 40 wings!? Do you think he's a foodie? If so that would be such a dream come true since i always want to try everything but ended up only taking a bite before dumping it away, he would be my personal left-over finisher if so 😭😭 Whats your thoughts, Mimi? Thank you and love you in advance!! 💖💕💕
I'm so sorry i ended up typing alot of things hahah.. I hope you're there healthy and well, have a good day always Mikaaa! 💗💗💗
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hi lovely! you’re so sweet 🥺 thank you so much for the flowers! I love them.. here have some strawberries! 🍓
oh my gosh.. I feel like it’s going by so quickly. I remember it being september and I was crying about how baseball was over now it’s back already! so quickly and the months are flying by but that’s just me. thank you I hope you have one as well 🤍 you deserve all the positivity there is!
oh no :( icky periods! I hope it’ll end quickly for you and you won’t have too much pain this time around. that’s so annoying! it should be illegal that we have periods lol study it when you have the time! don’t pressure yourself or be too hard on yourself okay? focus on more important things right now. studying a language takes a lot of time and effort but I believe in you and know you’ll do great when you do start. you don’t talk too much it’s okay! I enjoy you talking to me and feeling comfortable! uh oh not duolingo 😂 there’s a horror game out I think about that bird and how he’ll come attack you which is very funny to me lol. oh gosh.. I’m not sure if I have tips because I’m the same way! I do a lot of procrastination! which is not good and a very long word.. I have no idea how to say it either haha.
please keep asking about shohei! I love it and I love answering the questions. I would love more questions about shohei and I’ll happily answer ☺️ so I think yes! I think he’s a huge foodie. watching him as a teen myself I saw how he always spoke about food in such a way.. like loving(?) lol so I feel his relationship with food is great and he loves it. I think he can eat a lot because he’s such a big man! big men can put some food away lol I don’t know how it’s done! I definitely couldn’t but anyway he’s definitely a major foodie which is really cute to me! I think watching him eat would be cute (that sounds so weird omg😭) please don’t apologize! I enjoy these asks and you talking. I’m always here for you all and want everyone to feel comfortable! much love to you anon, you’re precious 🤍
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You reblogged stuff from both my wc blog AND my danmei/tgcf blog which is how i got here buut im now here to a ask an extremely specific NICHE question
if hualian, beefleaf and fengqing were warrior cats what would their individual wc names be in your personal opinion :3c (Cause ive thought about this in my spare time myself)
I'm dying. Drop the blogs. Don't be shy. Psppspss. I'm very into both tgcf and waca. Omfg.
Since I'm mainly a beefleafer let's start wirh them, but.
Shi Qingxuan: let's not fool ourselves, she'd 100% be a kittypet, then fall in love with hx, decide to join the clans, and cause havoc. I'd imagine her kittypett name could be sth sorta compatible though (...unlike. bellaleaf .), like Puff maybe? Cuz I feel lkke Puffleaf would be very cute and fitting
He Xuan: I think we oughta opt for the obvious "Blackpool" here n call it a day. Anyways I can actually imagine him being a medicine cat cuz he DID use to be a scholar n all and also romance between a medicine cat and kittypet? Let's go
Xie Lian: I'd opt for some kind of flower name + the -heart suffix def. Some kind of white flower, but my brain is a little empty rn so make of that what u will- also he should be deputy under Jun Wu so he can receive his trauma accordingly
Hua Cheng: torn between using crimson and rain here ngl. Crimsonrain mifht actyally work bur that sounds kind of stupid. I feel like maybe Crimsonclaw would work becayse it'd scare everyone like "IS HE VIOLENT???" and Hua cheng is like "in theory no because I'm a softie in practice if u hurt gege, yes :D" or maybe sth like Rainfire? I'm indecisive, so
Feng Xin: is like to opt for sth that's brown because in my head he's just brown???? If that makes sense??? I might go for Woodpelt with him since most "pelt" cats seem to be a bit aggressive, so it'd fit- also he's the kost annoying warrior ever I bet he's like. Overachiever, hunts from morning to night, gets injured 24/7 becayse of it, probably voluntarily does mouse bile tick elder duty. (I love him really)
Mu Qing: can I say Crowfeather? Can I? Becayse they both jusg rlly wanna be loved bur fail at expressing that unless driven into a corner? No? No??? Goddamnit. I'd actually like to go for something incredibly soft wirh Mu qing just so that some cats at gatherings would go "oh my god xxx is such a pretty name whY DID YOU JUST CLAW MY EARS OFF DUDE ITS A GATHERING" as for the name. Uh. I'm elly mad rhat any berries just have such stupidly long names rlly. Maybe Current since they don't have the berry suffix? (Is it Currant? God I don't remmeber. Those rply small sour berries that r either red or black. Currant I think. English isn't my first language Im sorry HAJSKSKS) sth like Currantflower maybe; stuff that makes people expect a she-cat who's a forever queen whos super kind n then they meet mu qing (and rlly their assumption is right, he's just tsundere)
Ok im sordy I sont think u wanted THAT extensive of an answer !!!!!!!!! All I can say in my defense is I've got autism 🙏🏻 all insults to the charactwrs r said with tons of love btw I love all of these idiots very dearly. Jun wu included. Sadly. I think that one mifht be a bir invalid. Hmm.
#anon i love u i would die for u be my best friend#Jandkdkd SORRY#tgcf#warrior cats#im so sorrg about the poll#i dont use tumblr on phone for typing out things#but this got me so excited
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Ugh. You won't believe this. I'm sorry to bug you, but I just needed to vent.
I saw some idiot on twitter saying that when E met Priscilla he had an eleven year old girl living with him in Germany. They mentioned Scotty Moore said that in his book so I looked it up. What he said was at the time E met Cilla, he had an "even younger German girl" (his words) living in the house with his father and grandmother. Except...well, I can't find any proof of this; there’s no evidence nor mention of this girl (or how old she was) anywhere else in the book nor in any other books written about him. No proof he had anyone else like that living with him in Germany.
So I don’t think that claim is true. Where do people come up with this stuff anyway? How do you not get into an argument with these idiots? Because it's super annoying.
ugh, believe it or not, baby, im not surprised at all. but you could never bug me !!! 💖 sorry it took me so long to answer this, but rest assured i haven't calmed down about this any since you first sent it 😅
a couple notes‐ honestly, i'm inclined to believe scotty. NOT TWITTER to clarify lol.. eleven seems young for him even if you are looking to view e through the most unflattering light possible 😬 but it seems likely to me that he had another teenage girl maybe not uh. officially on the lease or anything but staying over most nights ! more than ONE even sounds plausible.. we all know that someone didn't like his bed cold.!
people who claim to hate elvis sure spend an awful lot of time reviling him on the internet, especially by regurgitating half-remembered anecdotal evidence without citing their sources. 🙄 on the other hand, it's also easy to fall into the trap of too-faithful elvis historian; by that i mean that the fact that so much of his life is documented sometimes makes us complacent in our belief that if it can't be verified by multiple primary sources that it must not have happened. but we can't always say, and getting too involved as if the historical accuracy of one particular proposed event is the end-all be-all of elvis fandom can get exhausting.!
i wouldn't be surprised to find out either way, that this was or wasn't true. but you're free to make up your own mind, and if it distresses you, then fwiw i think you Totally have a leg to stand on affirming it never happened, like you said !! ultimately, it doesn't have much bearing on right now- if you like elvis, this vague and nebulous criticism probably isn't the thing that'll make you stop liking elvis, and if you hate elvis, you're probably determined to keep doing that regardless.
regarding the twitdiots- while looking into this claim i found a lady on there who legitimately believed that agent elvis tells the true story of how e was experimented on and mind controlled into drug abuse by the government.. like she said That with her whooole chest. so i don't put much stock in public opinion over there 😂😂💀
i want to fight those people extremely often (they're not just on twitter, either- it seems to have died down a little praise GOD but especially in early days after the movie there was a wave of ppl on here who would put their elvis hate in the main tags. WHICH DROVE ME BATTY), but i come from the "don't feed the trolls" era of fandom. as much as id like to rip 'em a new one when they rehash the same two issues over and over and OVER again ad nauseum, i content myself with the fact that they're living a pathetic existence in which they actively choose to fill their life with something they dislike for... no discernable reason.?
no one who spends their time bringing up a dead celebrity at all opportunities just to bash them is actually open to a discussion. and i do think there is a discussion to be had- his life was certainly very troubled, and i think there are a lot of nuanced issues that benefit from being spoken about openly !!!
but i like to debate bc i like to WIN- so jackasses tend to be a waste of my time 😘
#ask#if anyone DOES decide to start fighting idiots tho tag team me !!!#ill pop in for a few rounds 👊💥#i try to just move on without paying it too much attention#and everyone on here is so lovely its a good distraction !!!#i dont think theres any harm in choosing to see the good in people#esp dead people im sorry#like either im right and elvis was a flawed but kind person (all i get is bragging rights)#or im wrong and he was a dirtbag (all i get is . literally nothing)#when i die and meet him ill send yall word but i think we already know what the answer is 😘#but either way it doesnt have much objective bearing on my life..#as long as im deluding myself into writing fanfic anyway who cares right?? 🤪#like who cares if i choose to use him as a vessel to make myself happier#i DO truly believe he was a good person and i think weve p much reached the point where#no one but angie marchese herself could talk me out of that#🙃🙃🙃#NOTE THIS LOGIC DOES *NOT* APPLY TO PPL WHO MAKE FLOWER CROWN EDITS OF SERIAL KILLERS
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