man i dontthink i can be in a real relationship ever again im just starting to process how everyone has treated me HORRIBLY

i just know the next time you see suguru he’s like “oh hey! it’s the guy/girl who unfollowed me! fancy seeing you here 😒” because he’s just as petty as satoru’s ass. best friend match made in heaven 💀

i’m writing this for the sake of fun i’m not tagging (bc how do you tag platonic shit ??) but yeah … platonic! suguru + reader ft. rb! gojo (briefly)

seeing suguru is….well, awkward to say the least.

you hope for a moment that maybe he’ll ignore the fact that you removed him off of everything—instagram, twitter, snapchat, even venmo (he and satoru had a good laugh about that, much to your dismay.) but suguru is suguru and there is a reason why he gets along so well with satoru—and that’s because they’re equally as petty.

unfortunately.

“oh, hey,” he drawls, staring at his nails as his lips purse when you walk up, “it’s you. where do i know you from again? oh, right. i used to follow you on socials, didn’t i? yeah, that was a while ago. how’ve you been, stranger?”

“suguru, it’s been eight days,” you sigh, rolling your eyes.

“oh so we’re on first name basis? i didn’t realize—most of the people i’m on first name basis with follow me.”

“i didn’t have a choice,” you pout—and satoru (who for once doesn’t defend you) makes himself present from the distance as he calls out you definitely had a choice!

you sigh, deflating.

“i’m sorry i removed you from instagram,” you mumble. suguru raises a brow, unimpressed. “and twitter. and snap.”

“and?” he presses, making you huff in embarrassment and satoru chuckle in glee.

“….and venmo,” you say quietly. suguru snorts—it’s a good sign, at least.

“what was i gonna do? message you on venmo? please send me money for breaking my friend’s heart,” he mocks, making you pout deeper. yeah, you think, satoru and suguru are a match made in heaven—maybe satoru should date him instead of you.

“it’s not like i wanted to,” you say quietly, “i was in a tough spot.”

suguru is good natured, always has been. you used to think that being satoru’s best friend since childhood would make him susceptible to blindly picking your boyfriend’s side—but he’s not like that. he’s reasonable, defends you when he sees fit even if it means disagreeing with satoru. and he’s kind, dependable, treats you like family, looks out for you just like he does satoru.

suguru isn’t just your boyfriend’s best friend—he’s more than that to you. and when his face softens at your dejected one, you know he feels the same way.

“i know,” he says gently, flicking your forehead with that affectionate smile he always throws you, “that old man had it out for you. but i didn’t do anything. why did i have to get roped in?”

“glad to know you’d still follow my ex if we broke up,” satoru grumbles from the side, walking up to you both with a pile of sweets in his hands (which is an ungodly amount for just one person—and you know he intends to eat it all alone.)

“well, i didn’t want to make toru more sad,” you defend, “he seemed to be pretty in his feels. marvin’s room said enough.”

“i was about to remove him too after that one,” suguru crinkles his nose—which only makes satoru whine more about how you both can’t be mean together now! and how his feelings are still sensitive!

“that was terrible,” you snort, agreeing.

“anyway, can i maybe get my follow privileges back,” suguru raises a brow expectantly, crossing his arms, “you guys are back together and you still haven’t added me on anything. that’s foul.”

“i was nervous,” you defend through a whine, “what if you were mad?”

“i am mad,” he grumbles, “i was innocent.”

“i’m sorry suguru,” you pat his arm, “you’re right, it’s not your fault you’re stuck with satoru. he has no other friends.”

“huh? i have shoko!” satoru insists, gasping, “and nanami! and—”

“you’re right,” suguru sighs and nods, cutting satoru off, “if i drop him, he’ll be a loner. i’m stuck.”

satoru looks wounded. maybe heartbroken all over again, in fact. “wha—hey! you totally said i’m better off when i was first dumped! why are you acting like—”

“you and i are kind of the same,” you sigh playfully, “stuck with satoru for good. we’ll need to be each other’s support systems. rough times are ahead.”

“we can start with following each other back on socials, maybe,” he huffs, making you giggle lightly. and then he smiles, bringing you into a gentle hug, “glad you’re back. missed you.”

“thanks,” you mumble, “i missed you too.”

“can i join the hug?” satoru whines from behind, “i was the real victim here!”

suguru is so babie. bestest friend ever.

Shopping Trip With One Piece Characters

Part of a trade with the awesome @softcenteregg

Doffy - The very definition of “Get in loser, we’re going shopping!”

Has money but you will have to pay for him all day when it comes to lunch and drinks.

Will be sitting at a restaurant at 11 am with a cocktail as he tells you about his week, regardless of if you asked or not.

Checks out the mall hotties.

Laughs when people open push/pull doors wrong.

Always has a cocktail or a Starbucks clutched in one hand, waving his credit card around in the other hand.

Rude to salespeople.

You will be dragged through the mall for hours because he needs to go into every designer shop he can and try on at least seventeen pairs of $400 sunglasses or he’ll die.

Will be the most overdressed person in the area,

When your having lunch with him and he sees someone he doesn’t like, he will be like “Oh hey! Been so long since we hung out, should do it again soon!” then soon as they're gone he’s dishing the dirt.

Also, you will carry his bags, thx.

Roger

Makes you wish you could get those reigns for kids but in adult sizes.

In fact, the entire trip is like taking a child out for his birthday.

Ever seen a huge bearded man grinning in pure glee at the new limited edition Build a Bear products? Ever seen one make like 12?

Do yourself a favor and limit his booze and sugar intake.

Is confused he can’t do a pub crawl in a mall.

Buys alot of those ‘alcoholic chocolates’ by the box load in an attempt to get a nice buzz going.

Thrift shopping but he will try on everything he can.

Does not know how to dress but does it with style, oddly enough.

You won’t get a chance to sit down or rest unless it’s dinner time.

At least he’ll sleep well tonight.

Kid

Hit’s all the stores that sell music and band merch.

Will snort at people who buy things he doesn’t like.

Throws around words like ‘poser’ and judges everyone.

The kinda metal kid who hangs out at the mall with all the wallet chains looking like their parents grounded them, but in their late 20s.

Will spend hours looking for CDs and just say he’s too broke and he’ll download it online anyway.

Walks around the mall trying to find the right shade of lipstick with Killer, both their arms and hands are covered in testers before they both just get more black nail varnish and the same shade they always buy.

Has a reusable plastic cup that's full of jack and coke. 

Taunts mall cops.

Killer

Imagine all of the above but he also spends alot of time looking at fancy new cook wear.

Will spend nothing on food all day but will drop $90 on a brand new crockpot or air fryer for the kitchen.

Very metal of him.

Thatch

Thatch is fun to go with.

Treats you, buys the coffee and lunch.

Is happy to do whatever you want as long as he gets to check out homeware sections while you look at your things.

You will never lose him behind shelves because you can always see his hair.

Like Jaws but with hair and ozone layer murdering levels of hairspray.

Will flirt with staff, will get talking to them for far too long, and hold up the line.

The type of person who has alot of change and makes it a personal challenge to count out change exactly.

Will carry your bags though, he’s a good boy.

Bit judgey on eatery places pastries.

Shanks

I hope you enjoy getting nowhere because when you're at a mall with Shanks or out and about in town you will be stopping every ten steps because someone recognises him and comes over and chats.

Has no concept of how long he’s been talking.

Is the type to have a pint with breakfast or brunch when you guys hang out.

Sale on ugly pants? He’d push you down to get there first.

Always texting the gang when he’s out.

Lol Benn guess what, I saw Buggy and he was with that guy, you know, the one with the hook, lol lol

Will drop Uta off at the mall kids' soft play area even though she’s 18 and still forget to pick her up before leaving.

Ace

Low key baits mall cops by loitering around and looking like an issue but has no intention of being an issue.

Might skateboard inside the mall.

Poses with ‘no skateboard’ signs.

Hopefully, there isn't an arcade in the mall because if you had any intention of getting things done today, that won’t happen now.

Hungry every 20 minutes and has to grab snacks.

100% the kinda friend/boyfriend who sits on the seats outside the changing rooms holding all the bags and groaning, acting like it’s the worst thing in the world.

Is one of those people who opens push/pull doors wrong.

Marco

After taking five minutes to park correctly he’s happy to go with the flow. 

Likes to have a coffee and a people watch with you, chatty and social.

But he will drag you to shoe stores and you will be sat there for ages as he tries on every strappy sandal in the place, walking up and down and asking you what you think.

“I like this one but I don’t know if it makes me too tall yoi.” while you can’t for the life of you tell the difference between that pair and the last 40.

If you meet him at the mall he might be late, very much the shows up 20 minutes late with Starbucks.

Has a tendency to wander off in shops and you spend half your time looking for him.

Doesn’t give a warning when entering a shop if something shiny caught his bird brain.

Benn

He hates the mall.

Imagine a dad who has to take his teenage daughter clothes shopping and that’d basically be him with Shanks.

Benn is a very ‘I know what I am here for’ in and out kind of person but he doesn’t mind going to other places with you.

Ignores staff-only signs when he knows there is a smoking area on the other side of that door.

Is the person to remind you of the ‘insert thing here we have at home’ and is a shop sensible person, though he won't say anything if you do buy another T-shirt that looks exactly like the one you already have.

Pretends to be annoyed at carrying the shopping, but he offered and he likes to help you out.

If you complain about your feet hurting he’ll helpfully tell you he told you to wear your other shoes.

Sabo and Luffy

Banned

Both have their pictures up in the security office.

Sabo for giving the mall cops the finger, graffiti, and shoplifting.

Luffy peed in the fountain and kept stealing pick-n-mix.

Aita for lieing to my mom for 6 years about a guy I dated?

🤐🇮🇪 <- so I notice me. This sounds bad but all things considered, i think I'm justified at least.

Tw for domestic abuse, physical abuse, fighting and non-explicit mentions of many other forms of abuse.

So in 7th grade grade I (12/13f at the time) was dating a guy named Jay(13/14m at the time)(not his real name and we were in the same grade) for about three months. I had a crush on him for years before we dated so I was ecstatic when he finally asked me out. Looking back now at 22, I can see he pitied me as i was very unpopular and no one wanted to be around me due to the fact I was very nerdy and very autisitc(I have a mental disability). He used me for sexual things and it wasn't super healthy but I was just happy to be getting attention as neither my school nor home life was safe from abuse/bullying.

Towards the end of those three months, an incident occured. Me and Jay were working on a mutural computer lab project that should of only tooken a week but the day we were set to start, jay had iss (in-school suspension. I don't know why). I needed his choice for a song because the project couldn't start without choosing it and he wasn't texting me and was being petty and whiny about it. Finally he picked some pop 2010s song and I got started. He was in the suspension for half the week so I was the one who did a majority of the project.

When he finally came back, he was being demanding and a jerk and I said fine, I'll do my own project and you can do yours, I wanted to do firework by katy perry anyway. He then demanded my part of the project since I wasn't doing that song anymore and I told him no and when he demanded it again, I deleted it infornt of him. Typical preteen arguments right? Well he slapped me. In front of all of his laughing friends. He'd never done that before and even though I had previous experience with physical abuse(a few instances with my dad but my mom didn't see it till much later after this incident. This is important.), never from a partner.

I don't remember too much as I saw red and reacted before I could think but I do remember ripping him out of his chair, throwing him on the floor and punching him in the chest and face a few times while his friends cheered me on in surprise. I was an average height but underweight and he was both taller than me and almost 300 lbs but it felt so easy. Once I was done I got up, told the teacher I was doing it on my own, aced the project while he failed and none of my bullies ever tried to physically fight me again. I went from nerdy shy weird pushover girl to scary strong weird girl and I'm ok with that. He hit first.

Even though we eventually broke up, we made up and it was something we joked about together as i didn't realize how serious that was at the time. But my mom did realize how serious it was and tried to explain to me how bad that was, that I should never let a partner hit me and she never wanted to see me talking to him again. She was being responsible but I was 13 and riding off the excitement of showing a guy I liked what for that we dated again not a month after we broke up. Except this time I wasn't dating Jay Lastname, I was dating "Sean mcduffin" or at least that's what i called him around family and because my mom never saw or met jay, she didnt recognize sean.

Our second time around only lasted another three months before we broke up and we're friends all through the rest of our school years, never more, but my mom still called him Sean because we'll.. I told her that was Sean and I couldn't back out now. I'm gonna shift gears for a second so stick with me.

I had gone through two extremely abusive relationships back to back from one in sophomore year (sexual and emotional abuse) and one in senior year (sexual, physical, religious and emotional abuse) and my mom didn't learn until a year later after I graduated. After my mom learned about it and the extent of the abuse with my father, she helped me heal and eventually started asking questions about the relationships and my dad and I answered her as were the closest weve ever been. She off handedly compared the one in senior year to the incident with Jay and then said how happy i seemed with Sean right after made her relax and hope i wouldnt be in another abusive relationship and it hadn't hurt me too badly.

I then realized I had never explicitly told her Jay and Sean were the same person and I had lied to her when I said they weren't (she had suspicions but never proof and trusted me). So I told her they were the same person and she got this very defeated look on her face. I apologized as I realized that was kinda shitty of me because my mom was just trying to protect me but I can also see why a 13 yr old who grew up in parental abuse wouldn't nessesarily take domestic abuse seriously. She just signed and said she wishes I was honest and I shouldn't of lied about it because it was serious. I explained my side but we eventually just moved on to talk further into our initial topic and she's not brought it up since.

I can see where I was the little 13 yr old asshole but I can also see why I wouldn't of taken the lie as seriously as I should due to my history. He never hit or hurt me again and I never heard of him doing it again so I guess i desuaded him from a life of abuse. Idk. Was I the asshole? Me and him don't talk anymore and since getting therapy, I've realized what a shitty person he was to me before, during and after our small relationship.

(small context: we were school friends only, he never really came over to my house or met my family more than once the second time we dated and I didn't talk about him as much after the second break up due to my focus on friends shifting from school friends to my girl scout troop. We were inseparable in school but outside of it, we rarely spoke.)

What are these acronyms?

On the Clock Feelings

Synopsis: Reader is the newest employee to Family Video. While Steve has taken a liking to her, the same can not be said for Robin.

Warnings: FamilyVideoSteve x FemReader featuring Robin, new job, defensive/protective Steve, workplace banter, Steve injuring himself, pining / let me know any I missed

Word Count: 2.1K

a/n: Hey, hi, hello! This is my first oneshot in the Strangers Things universe! I had originally wrote this earlier in the year but finally got around to finishing it. I hope you enjoy!

Masterlist

“Where’s Robin?” She had asked from the passenger seat.

“Oh- she’s skipping her lunch.” Steve lied. Robin Buckley was in fact not skipping her lunch. More like Steve had asked Robin to sit in the Family Video breakroom for just one day. Steve was also subsequently $10 more broke than yesterday, the two being completely unrelated. “So,” he tried to change the subject, “how are you liking Family Video?”

“It’s… not terrible.” She mumbled over her milkshake, poking it with the spoon as she tried to break down the oreo bits before they clogged up her straw. “Keith is… a bit much though.” This made Steve laugh. Not as if he wasn’t always laughing in her company, but because on some level it made him feel sorry for her. The fact that Keith was their manager remained to be some lifelong karma lesson that Steve couldn’t quite figure out. At least it was Saturday and Keith happened to have today off. “And… I know she’s your friend… but Robin keeps pushing her work onto me.” Her body had slid lower into the seat, still cradling the cup closer to her chest. “Like I get it, I’m the new guy. But do I have to do all the putbacks- gobacks? Like she does know I can run the desk, right?”

Steve wiped the smile from his face as he brushed the salt from his fingertips over his knee. “No, she knows. Robin just- Robin likes to feel like she’s in control.” This wasn’t incorrect. Steve knew Robin was trying to manipulate their roles so they would have more chances to interact on the clock. So far it was working, though he was now certain to talk to Robin about maybe letting them have desk time. “But I’ll talk to her.” Looking over to her, he noticed she was still jabbing away at the cold cream. “Is there anything else?”

“Steve. I don’t need you to fight my battles for me.” His actions froze, the finger twiddling he had started paused.

“I didn’t- that’s not what-“ he was fumbling for an explanation now. Once he realised how he felt, every action around her became a coordinated step.

“It’s never been like this,” he tried to explain to Robin one night. “I just get around her and start stumbling over everything.”

“Wow, it’s like you have to actually try.” Robin had then mocked him.

“It’s just- Robin is my friend… and you’re also my friend, and I don’t want my friends to fight.” How self preservative, he thought. He watched as his words played through her mind and he hoped that labeling her as a friend didn’t hurt her in any way. It’s not like they weren’t friends… but Steve knew he felt more than a friend to her.

“Well, as your friend, I can handle myself.” Looking up to Steve, she tried not to think of how he had been looking at her. She tried not to think of how Steve Harrington, her coworker, had been almost caught staring at her lips, choosing to believe the stare and everything else in consideration were hopefully unrelated. “What is it?” Shaking his head, the look disappeared and a few strands of hair fell over his face.

“It’s nothing.” Looking at the watch on his wrist, he then reached for the keys, turning the car off. “We have to go anyway.” With a simple nod, that was mostly for herself, she started helping him gather up their trash and whatever else they would need to take back into Family Video. She had almost forgotten about the overcast sky above them, the endless gray cloud that seemed to linger over all of Hawkins.

-

When they reentered Family Video together, Robin’s head naturally perked up in their direction. “Oh thank goodness, you’re back!” She called to them from behind the desk. (Y/N) felt like it was mostly to Steve though, as she had never outrightly been so relieved to see her before. Springing up from her seat, Robin rounded to the cart that had been sitting just in the front corner of the desk, her hand lingering on the metal frame before sharing a smile to Steve. “Now that you’re back, this lovely cart needs to be put away and-“

“Actually Robin, I was hoping we could have the desk.” Robin froze completely in place, hands still grasping the cart as she had started pushing it towards the two.

“What?” There was an incredulous indention to her voice, almost like she couldn’t believe Steve was disagreeing with her.

“It’s just, she wanted to see the protocol for some technical situations. More practice on the computer, you know?” Nodding her head, Robin was cutting them both a glance that (Y/N) couldn’t quite pick up on.

“Right.” She pushed the cart around them now, gently bumping into Steve’s shoulder. “Well, maybe you should time me. I’m sure I can put this away faster than the two of you.” Steve rolled his eyes as Robin took the cart and pushed it away and into the aisles, disappearing for now. The two of them entered the little corral that was the hub inside the desk, the walls being the desk itself as it wrapped around them. From the corner of his eye he could see how she hesitated to even sit down, just standing ever so slightly behind him as she looked around the desk, almost unsure to touch anything.

“Here.” He pulled a stool out from under the counter, motioning for her to sit in front of the computer. When she did so, he tried to then figure out where the best place for him to stand would be. “So- you’ve used a computer before right?” He settled for standing just a bit behind and to the side of her.

“Only a little bit?” She still sounded unsure of herself. He wondered if it were her nerves and whether, had it been anyone else in this situation, would she sound the same? She was practically sitting in front of him as he reached around her for the mouse, careful not to lean onto her or anything.

“Okay, well for starters, you’re going to want to shake the mouse to wake up the computer.” He bumped the piece and waited for the static of the screen to come to life. But there was no static, it remained silent. Pursing his lips to the side, he tried to then look under the desk and he saw it. The computer had been turned off. “Or make sure, it’s turned on.”

“You sure you know what you’re doing?” Her voice called down to him. It brought a smile to his face as her humour started to return to her, meaning she was feeling comfortable again. For Steve though, he was too worried about how close he was to her legs that he almost didn’t notice how close the underside of the desk was. That was all, until he hit his head under the counter on his way back up.

“Shit!” He cursed under his breath as he stood back up to his normal posture. He tried to focus on the giggling she was failing to control, but he couldn’t ignore how badly his head felt, a burning sensation over the spot.

“Are you okay?” Her body had turned to face him now, her knees nearly brushing his legs.

“Sure. Wouldn’t be the first time.” Steve hoped she wouldn’t read too much into his words. He hadn’t wanted to talk about the horrors he had seen in the last four years with her just yet. Honestly, he had hoped it would be something that she would never need to know about.

Too distracted by the pain and his thoughts, he didn’t notice how her hands reached up to hold his head in her hands, palms resting just below his ear near his jawline. Her touch was soft and delicate, and Steve considered how he hadn’t felt anything as pure as her hold. Looking into her eyes felt like a mistake though, like a tar trap that he wouldn’t escape, not that he wanted to. While her eyes were full of concern, he saw the tender affection swimming in her irises and he tried not to drown in it. To be the star athlete he had once been praised for. But his teammates had never swam through tar. And he couldn’t remember the last time he felt so much in just a stare. “Well your eyes don’t look dilated.”

“They’re not?” He asked, his voice a whisper as his hands reached up to hold on to her wrists. “That’s good?”

“Really good.” A smile was pulling at the corner of her lips like a homecoming banner being pulled up a wall. “It means, no concussion.” The smile stayed, and he couldn’t fight the smile growing on him at the idea that he had put hers there.

“Oh.”

“How do you feel?” With his fingers over her soft skin, he could feel the slight muscle tremor as she had tried to withdraw her hold, but he just squeezed her wrists instead, taking comfort in the warmth they were temporarily providing him.

“It still kind of hurts.”

“Maybe you need ice?”

“Yeah,” the last syllable dragged out, “ice.” He had to let go of her then. They couldn’t stay that way, no matter how much his heart was crying to. He couldn’t fathom willingly trading the warmth she had provided him, even in that small moment, for a bag of cold ice to numb the pain at the back of his head. What about the ache in his heart? Was there a reliever for that?

While he was lost in his daydream, she got up from the stool, and with her hand now holding his wrist, tried to pull him to the backroom of Family Video. “Robin, we’ll be in the back!” Steve would’ve winced at the volume which she was talking, but her guiding him to the back seemed to balance out his pain for comfort ratio.

“No funny business!” Robin called to them from somewhere in the shelves. “I mean it Steve Harrington!”

“Got it!” He rolled his eyes as they passed through the door, her hold on his wrist guiding him to the table at the center of the room.

“Sit here. I’ll get the bag of ice.” Somehow she had found a plastic bag in some drawer behind him and the freezer had been miraculously capable of making ice today. With a paper towel wrapped around the bag, she offered it to him to hold to his head, and it was then he felt his first wave of guilt. He’s a former student athlete, he should be taking care of himself. Why was he so resided to letting her take care of him?

“You didn’t have to do this, you know? I’m the one who hit my head on the counter.” He tried to point out to her as she took a seat in the spot next to him. She kept her hands to herself now, watching him as he winced between the pain and the cold temperature of the ice.

“Yeah well.” Her eyes looked around him before settling on him once more. “I just wanted to make sure…” Breaking their gaze, she looked down to her fingers, hands clasped together so neither of them would be tempted to hold the other. “You’re like, the only one looking out for me, here. I just wanted to do the same for you.” She looked back to him now, not sure what to expect from his expression. But there was a smirk on his lips, a smugness she hadn’t seen on him. “What?”

“You just…” Waiting on his words, she wasn’t really sure what he would say. “You care about me?” The smug coating of his words never left his face. Her brain was backpedaling to get out from under that feeling.

“I mean, you're my coworker.” Ouch. “And the only one that’s been checking in on me. So yeah?” Removing the ice pack from his head, he noticed how some of the ice was beginning to melt, a small collection of water at the bottom of the bag.

“Coworker?” He asked, attention still on the water sloshing around the bag.

“Yes?”

“That’s funny.”

“What?”

“That’s just a weird label for someone you care about.” He thought he had this one. That they had danced around each other verbally enough that he could win this one.

“Well that’s what you are, so-” It’s not what I would like to be. Steve let their banter die out.

Let her have this one, he thought to himself, there will be plenty more to come.

-

Thank you for reading!

Kissing booth but its zosan

I'll just assume you're not talking about the movie, (if I'm wrong, correct me, I can work with that too... i think) to which I will say: yes. I agree.

I mean listen -

Vivi started a fundraiser for charity and she decided that it'd be fun if they made it in a more festive manner. To which Sanji is happy to help because, how could he say no to a beautiful lady in need? Zoro on the other hand did not want to go but Nami blackmailed him into doing this "eentsy weetsy" favor for her girlfriend. (He still owes her money.)

Luffy, Zoro and Franky help with carrying the heavy things. Usopp and Franky do the lights and music set-up. Sanji does cooks the food and the rest help with decorations and setting up different attractions.

Once the event began, they put Franky and Robin in the haunted house, Book has a performance, Luffy is let to run around because he can't stay in one place and so on everyone is at attractions. Sanji thought he was going to be at the food stands, but then Nami drags him aside to an empty standalone booth. What was even more confusing was that Zoro also had one right next to his.

Nami as if talking to toddlers: You guys are gonna be on kissing booth duty, isn't that exciting?!

Zoro: Wtf? No, I'm not doing that.

Nami, taking out her phone: Let's see, January - 50, February - 25, Match... wow 140 that's a lot, huh? Anyways, April -

Zoro: Okay, okay I get it.

Zoro got a line of beautiful girls, some young some old, but his attitude is the same for all of them. Irritation with slight boredom. Sanji on the other hand, had only a handful of women. Most were Okamas and his line was still twice smaller than Zoro's.

Sanji agrees because he would live to kiss pretty ladies. He doesn't need convincing, but Nami throws in a "I'm putting the two most handsome boys on these stands after all" just to ensure Sanji stays.

She also ended up giving them a quota to fulfill.

In their "hygiene break", Sanji grabs him by the collar and gets real close to his face.

Sanji: You think you're all that just because you got more ladies? Huh?

Zoro smiling for the first time since the festival started: Are you jealous of them, cook? Of you want a kiss, you gotta pay me first.

Sanji becomes furious and starts shouting at him but then a lady from the ones waiting speaks up.

Woman: Um, actually, I'd pay to see you two kiss.

Sanji: ...

Sanji: Pardon? Je ne comprends pas. ("I don't understand" in french)

Zoro looks at the woman: You have the money?

Woman: Yes.

And she put the money in the slot.

Zoro smiles again and shrugs: Welp, money's money. Works for me.

He grabs Sanji by the back of the neck and plants a kiss on his lips. It was short and as if out of spite. Not in a bad way. Im fact Sanji was surprised how much "not in a bad way" it was. His lips were soft and soaked in long overdue passion. He couldn't dare say it was in a good way though, he still had some pride to admit it.

Still, he was frozen in place.

Another "client" raised their hand in the air holding money: I want the same thing, please!

Zoro nodded and kissed Sanji again, ironically enough it broke Sanji's trance-like state. He was a bit too aware of everyone's eyes on them.

Zoro, amused and absolutely sure Sanji wouldn't do it, tilts his head in the person's depreciation, he laughed: You heard the clients, so what ya gonna do love cook?

A third person from the back, throwing in three times the price: I'll pay triple for Sanji to kiss him.

Sanji furrows his brow, takes a deep breath and pulls Zoro into a deep and passionate kiss that caught everyone off guard. Once he pulled away, they were both out breath and everyone was watching them wordlessly.

After a long moment of Sanji's determined eyes looking into Zoro's pleasantly shocked ones, the cook looked back at the people and announced: That's the last show your getting from us. Booths are open again.

After that, until the end of the night qt least eight more people asked if they could make them kiss each other again, but they said "no".

Afterwards Zoro was pulled aside before they could go to the others. He got pinned to the wall, Sanji's hands leaning on either side of his head. They were sharing air, almost like when they were fighting but if felt so much more intimate this time for some reason.

Sanji: Stop me if you don't like what I'm about to do.

After which Sanji kissed Zoro again. Not being watched must have been a factor, because if Zoro guessed by his movements and kisses, Sanji was no longer holding back on him.

Zoro never stopped him.

hyeonsu lee w/an s/o that's a big food and video game lover?? hcs please.

hyeonsu lee with a s/o who loves food and video games

details: general canon au, gender neutral reader

warning: eating disorder? ; not actually mentioned but one part describes how hyeonsu will worry if reader potentially harms themself through food. wanted to say that just in case!

a/n: thank u for requesting <3

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> he seems like the type of guy who goes on and on about protein or some shit so i think he's a big food fan too ^_^

> unless you're stacked, the both of you almost always end up broke after visiting a restaurant/ordering food 😭😭😭

> im hitting hyeonsu with a "he's nicer than he looks" beam so let's just say he's the last person to judge a big eater. in fact, he thinks it's attractive to see someone eat well !!

> in the least weird way possible, he enjoys watching you eat like "yes, babe, eat that shit up!!!!" and he's impressed if you can eat a lot/more than him

> doesn't want to police your eating habits but he does advocate for a healthy lifestyle and will step in if he feels like you're seriously harming yourself in some way through what/how you eat;;

> as for video games, hyeonsu can get behind that too! and sorry but he's absolutely the guy who speaks at max volume and swears nonstop while playing a first/third person shooter game

> if you enjoy that genre of games, hyeonsu's down to play whenever the both of you have time! / if you enjoy a softer genre of games like animal crossing, he'll still play with you just to indulge you <3

> if the game involves anything with "versus" he can get pretty competitive and while he can admit defeat, he'll have a real rough time with it lol / if the game involves teamwork, hyeonsu can get weirdly cute with his encouragement but also he's yelling and laughing half the time

> likes to take a lot of stretch/snack breaks during gaming sessions with you and encourages you to do the same so you're not just sitting for hours 😭

> at the end of the day, he's not gonna judge your hobbies or lifestyle unless it's an area of concern <3 who is he to judge anyway, he beats people up for fun LMAO

my (semi-filtered) reactions and some (semi-thought-out) thoughts on luke's personal story 4

summary: this was all frigging PHENOMENAL i loved this so so much and im kiiiindaaaa regretting playing luke's first because no way in HELL can any of the others top this for me ajshfvakjhfa.

non-summary full 2k word rundown under the cut

first off, can i just say that mc is SO SO STRONG for living with THIS for what seems to be anywhere from a few days for a few weeks

the fact she strung together an intelligible sentence afterward, shes stronger than i am. i wouldve evaporated on the SPOT. ANYWAY...

mc's dynamic with sphynx and luke is So Entertaining. secret identity trope but the love interest isnt the one with the secret identity, it's the love interest's hilarious (and INSANE?? playing thru this we see a lot of aaron's skills as sphynx and omfg hes just as bad as luke at being OP with investigation and hacking. how does he have time for this while being a surgeon, a father, and a husband???) pseudo-dad.

like

aaron, internally: hehe, fucking with luke, hehehe :)c

luke, internally: ugh...stop embarrassing me.... >:/

mc, internally and ready to fuckin throw hands: IS THIS GUY BOTHERING U, LUKE? 🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

i think luke/mc is so good because both of them are trying so hard to be the other's protector. like, in several luke cards, mc says this outright; she wants to protect luke's smile, luke's happiness. she wants to protect luke wholly. and luke obviously is very protective over her as well. it makes me so so emotional. but also it makes me laugh when employed in less high stakes moments like these jhvaksjhfajk

moving on: luke drives me INSANE. HE MADE HER A RING WHEN THEY WERE KIDS??? HE'S KEPT IT ALL THIS TIME??? THIS IS THE SECOND FRIGGING RING WE'VE BEEN TOLD HE HAS FOR HER I---

on a less lighthearted note: nami hidaki's entire case was brutal holy shit. this was fucked up, i wasnt expecting it to get this dark in a personal story but im pleasantly surprised it did because

1) the tension and suspense this case made was Incredible and i think it was pretty damn well done, in terms of emotional themes and suitably raising the stakes

2) nami's jp va was KILLING IT the entire time holy wow every time she spoke my heart BROKE

and 3) it led to this speech from luke (which came from his colleague):

which is just. oh Man.

i know this bit is succeeded by luke going "and thats why i want to bring light to the world" which tracks, yeah, that fits him 100% percent. but im struck by how this view of justice is so starkly different from artem's speech on justice at the end of post 6.2

my memory is a bit spotty but i rmr artem's core message being "justice Will come, what we do Still matters." meanwhile luke...justice and what he does still matters to him too, but hes very well acquainted with the darkness of the world. much too acquainted with it, even. he says he wants to bring light to the world because of this, but wasnt the entire point of that colleague's spiel about not letting the darkness consume one's self? maybe im overreading (im totally overreading) but luke is a victim as well. not by a criminal (at least not that we know of, yet....whO CONTAMINATED HIS MEDICINE ALL THOSE YEARS AGO?? I WANT ANSWERS!!!) but by life's circumstances. and, well, given the disposition we see from him in the main story 9 pv....i think luke focused so much on bringing light to others that he neglected to stay afloat from the darkness of it all himself

now, a brief commercial break from thoughts. i now need to simp real hard for a bit cuz.

hey, surely, i wasnt the only person who found the auction scene really hot, right? i know luke was just saying numbers, but he did it SO CONFIDENTLY THAT IT WAS HOT. IM NOT ALONE, RIGHT? SOMEBODY ELSE FOUND THAT HOT, RIGHT? PLS

AND THEN ALL THE ACTION-Y BITS

AAAAA lemme just compile all the simping in one go oh god

OK THERE, IM DONE, I MOVE ON

eric li umezaki is so funny. really, luke and mc? right in front of his salad? JAVKJSHFVAKJS

well, i guess it's not his fault that when mc and luke are having a moment, the entire rest of the world just fades out of existence....they are so in love im going to EXPLODE

but really, eric is so funny like.

AND THEN HE JUST DOESNT ASK. NOT NOW, NOT LATER WHEN EVERYTHING IS WRAPPED UP. luke's excuse is absolute bullshit, i know he saw thru that. i mean, how could he Not. luke pearce fuckin made a flash bomb in 5 seconds, disarmed and used a man as a hostage, and stared down an entire police force fearlessly. THATS....LUKE, THATS NOT NORMAL PI STUFF AJHVFKJAHS

but eric was just like ".....well i dont wanna make a dude like this angry and/or suspicious of me, I'LL LEAVE IT" and thats a very wise decision he made HAHA

and now it's time to get sad as hell

the entire scene of helping luke with his wound....

oh my god...

luke: //tries to make it all lighthearted

mc, watching luke be so used to handling his wounds: //RIGHTFULLY BURSTS INTO TEARS

theres just so much to unpack in that scene, i think i screencapped nearly all of it and tumblr's blasted 10 pics per post limit will nerf me so lemme put it in a list

luke didnt react at all stitching his own gash closed without any anesthetic, thus implying his pain tolerance to be high as fuck. so uh. if hes strong enough to not be affected by that....just how fucking painful is his illness??? his illness that always makes him react with pained gasps and him physically doubling over?????? HOW MUCH ARE THEY HURTING MY BOY???????

when luke starts to apologize to mc for making her cry and then the internal monolog line of "You don't want to hear him apologize. You don't want to hear his apologies at all. You try to hold back your tears." just...GOD....this scene is so good at being a heartwrenching picture of realizing someone u love has been going thru so much alone.

me thru tears when luke mentions his parents' accident: PLEASE, IM NOT STRONG ENOUGH....

okay fuck, wait, i have to put the screencap for this next one cuz i dont wanna transcribe it all but

oh my god this KILLED ME

it's a very heroic notion, it's a very Luke notion but also...."Why can't I be the one?" well, did it HAVE to be YOU. luke got caught up in the nsb at 16-17 years old. thats...oh god, please, that is too young to take on the duty he took.

this whole "fuck it, i'll do it myself" concept + the "make a deal with the world" it has such wonderful parallels with the plot of his sott card too. there are no gods to make deals with, he'll be the one to grant your wish. he'll be the one to fight the impossible fights

and all because he just...cares so much. too much.

on a less emo note

it rlly kills me that like, right after, he mentions with a smile on his face that he got locked in the trunk of a car with the big bads intending to kill him out in the countryside. HE SAID THAT WITH A SMILE ON HIS FACE!!! MY MAN, PLEASE, I KNO UR TRYING TO SHOW OFF BUT ALL I WANNA DO IS SWADDLE U IN BUBBLE WRAP AND KEEP U SAFE FROM THE WORLD

and then

as if the heavens had heard every indulgent prayer i sent out irt to romance tropes

they sleep

in

the

same

bed

CROWD FUCKIN CHEERS!!! CROWD GOES WILD!! CROWD IS SO HAPPY FOR THIS MORSEL OF FLUFF AFTER ALL THAT PAIN YAYYAYAA---

me, reading this, jaw on the floor at how foul of a move this was to pull after tender bed-sharing: this....is my villain origin story

JAKSJHFVAKJHFAS

okay now i ramble about the funny bits in the next portion b4 i jump into Pain, Anguish once more

sphynx/aaron: “I’m just disappointed that the police won’t let me write the script. I could’ve written a much more heroic story, like James Bond” jhvjHVKJHSFVJ omfg aaron drop ur ao3 username. i know uve got one, what with that line. or email me the draft of the action-thriller novel ur writing LMAOOOO

i physically bounced in my seat when i saw luke was in the waiter outfit eeEEEE I LOVE THAT OUTFIT SO MUCH. HIS DORKY LIL SHERLOCK NAMETAG OAUGGHHH

mc and luke: //having a lovey dovey moment alone

sphynx/aaron thru the earpiece: HEY GUYS....IM STILL HERE.....

mc and luke got TWO (2) STRIKES of being lovey dovey mushy in the presence of ppl who would rather not be thirdwheeling, HAHAJHAVKJSHFV

when luke interrupted eric by loading a gun skillfully and with ease........[insert simping emoji here once more]

okay and now......the Pain and Anguish portion

i already mentioned how fucked up nami's case is but holy fuck, it got more fucked up the moment daniel song made that phonecall. hey, uh, i hope mc gets therapy after this. like i REALLY HOPE SHES GOT A GOOD SUPPORT SYSTEM TO RECOVER FROM THIS. lord knows that hearing somebody be TORTURED over the phone is gonna frigging mess her up holy shit, and then all the other stuff too

im so. emotional over mc. honestly, im just as emotional over mc as i am over luke, with this personal story. the bit where luke asks her "Have you decided to go meet Song? Regardless of what I say?" and she answers yes like.....god, nobody else in this game is on her level. SHE is the big damn hero here. in spite of her fear, in spite of her favorite person wanting nothing more than for her to be safe, her dedication to helping and saving people is so strong and pure. she'll always make this choice

and she doesnt give up, not til the end, she helped nami all the way, every second....fuck

and the rescue scene....oh my GOD the RESCUE SCENE.....

KAJI YUKI PERSONALLY WANTED EVERY LUKE STAN DEAD, WITH THE PERFORMANCE HE DID THERE. JESUS CHRIST....the desperation, the ANGUISH, and how he delivered the line "Don't say that! Don't say that now..." my god how am i ever gonna recover from that holy shit

just, in general, the entire lake scene is going to be etched into my brain for forever. that was SO FRIGGING GOOD

and the after bits kept ping-pong-ing me between Extremely Emotional and HAHAHAHAHJHAJHFVAJS

luke rlly spent the entire time at her bedside holding her hand....//SOBS WAILS CRIES

dr xu: luke wouldnt leave ur side the whole time until dr yishmir told him you'd be sad if you woke up and saw him still wearing his wet clothes me: oh wow aaron has a second degree in Making Luke Pearce Listen studies JHVSJDFVJS

i rlly enjoyed aaron's little speech to mc......like, that was a shovel talk of some sorts but adjacent? more of "if you commit to this, it's gonna be hard" and HRGHRHHHH MC IS JUST SO DEDICATED. IT'S FINE. WHATEVER HAPPENS WILL HAPPEN, CHERISH TODAY, CHERISH WHAT WE HAVE NOWWWW

pls....how eric and nami unknowingly let the Cat outta the Bag LMAOOOOO. mc's unimpressed face at both luke and aaron looking GUILTY AJHVFJHFASJ, 5 stars. this was the funniest possible route the sphynx thing couldve come to light; via unaware grateful people

luke: "After we solved Sphynx's first riddle, I contacted Aaron and confirmed that he was Sphynx." me: "contacted" is a funny way of saying that u ambushed him in a parking lot, but ok luke, you do you

and finally

FINALLY

CHECK OUT HOW HARD I CAN CRY PPSSHSHHSHSHSHSHWWWWW!!!!!!

overall: i probably shouldve saved my most fave for last because holy shit this was so good im still reeling from how much i adored it. the pain, the fluff, the funny bits. ALL SO GOOD

also im so ready for anniv card to pick up right where this left off oh god come on, i know anniv card is gonna rip my heart to shreds and put it back together again

okay. thats all my thoughts and reactions for now....for now....

//lies down and thinks about luke pearce emotionally

R8na dating and gina seeing ej has moved on but feeling guilty

hey, i'm not even gonna comment on how long this has been sitting in my inbox Whatever It's Fine. i made this portbowell because, well. it's me you're talking to. here's a long drabble, have a good time, and i work hard on my writing so reblogs are appreciated okay thank you enjoy !!

"What's wrong with you?"

Gina, admittedly, was taken aback by EJ's tone. She thought about how he'd treated her before, and this had to be the first time since the Homecoming dance that he’d spoken to her that way.

Her heart thudded almost audibly in her chest as she turned to face him. She wasn't scared of him, definitely not. Probably not angry, either. She was...something. Several things, brimming all at once within her at the sight of him. When she used to sneak around and text him in homeroom, he'd laugh and smile at her texts in a way that made Gina glow. Tonight, at their Thanksgiving get-together at Ricky’s place, EJ was looking at his phone in that same way, laughing softly just the same. Honestly, he could have been blushing as well...not that Gina was studying him too intensely.

She wasn't. She was with Ricky. And she liked him, honestly. After everything, what they had was...solid. But even so, like when she was with EJ...it was missing something.

But she should be happy, right? She and EJ were in different places, so they broke up. She and Ricky were dating, and everything was fine. EJ was perfectly within his rights to text whoever he wanted.

So what was wrong with her?

"I don't know!" Gina fired back, eyes stinging as her face flushed. The night air was cool against her skin, the sky vast, though it wasn't enough.

He'd followed her out here. When she left, overwhelmed by the fact that EJ had clearly moved on, EJ followed her. Ricky was busy talking to Big Red, though maybe when he noticed, he wouldn't be too far behind.

"Look," she breathed. "Aren't you here for us? I'm sure whoever you're texting can wait."

"Oh, yeah?" EJ scoffed, the false sense of amusement on his features making Gina's heart sink. "So I can watch you and Ricky cuddle on the couch all night? I think I'm good."

"This isn't about me and Ricky--" Gina countered.

"It's always about you and Ricky!" EJ shook his head. "You think I haven't been on the internet in the past few months? People absolutely adore you guys, while I'm the villain for keeping you apart. I figured if I couldn't have my old friend group back without all the fame, then I could at least text for some moral support from a friend."

"A friend?" Gina asked. Clearly, she'd thought EJ had gone the EJ Caswell route of getting a girlfriend to cope with anything. But perhaps he was lying, anyway. "You mean Val?"

"So what if it is Val?" EJ asked, sneering, and Gina could see then how he did look like a 1980s villain, just like Corbin said. "Not that it's anyone's business, but there's nothing going on between us. She's got a girlfriend, anyway. Besides, you've got Ricky. You started dating him a month after we broke up, and now it's been five months. You're over me, and...if I were over you, I'd find someone else too."

The words passed over Gina, faltering a bit in her mind. Her brows furrowed. "If you were over me...? You're not...over me?"

EJ's face immediately flushed, regret clear in his eyes. His shoulders slumping in defeat. "Yeah, well...I was really serious about you, G. How I felt about you...and Ricky. It's like...my worst nightmare, every day, the two people I like most getting together and leaving me in the dust. And anytime I go online, I get harassed, because I wasn't good enough, and..." EJ choked up, burying his face in his hands. "I just wanna go home..."

Gina thought about EJ's father, and the camp that had become so unwelcoming and pressuring to him over the course of rehearsals. She wondered what he even meant, by home. If it were some place metaphorical, maybe.

"Hey," Ricky's voice startled the pair, and she looked up to see him in the doorframe. She thought he'd be upset when he found them, though he wasn't. His expression was somewhat blank, but also somewhat gentle. His eyes were on EJ. "You are home. My dad might not know how to cook the turkey, and the mashed potatoes turned out way too runny, but...you can get away from the outside world here. I promise."

EJ wiped his eyes, looking up at Ricky incredulously. "Are you seriously making a joke right now?" he asked. He looked as though he expected to get slapped instead.

"Yeah, well," Ricky shrugged. "We can talk about it later, if you want. Come on inside, alright?” he seemed to blank out for a second, pondering his next words. Then: “The couch fits three, you know.” he said before going back in, leaving EJ and Gina effectively stunned.

“I am sorry about the food,” Gina said after a moment. “I know how much you love Thanksgiving.”

“Don’t worry about it, G.” EJ shook his head. “The mac and cheese you made turned out really good, so at least I got to carb-load on something...” he sighed, the tension seeming to leave him.

Gina let her shoulders relax, realizing herself all the tension she had, and how nice it would be to just let go. She had to deal with the world’s feedback as well, which was mostly positive, but not without its share of negativity. She never talked about it with anyone besides her mom, but perhaps it would be nice to discuss it with Ricky...and EJ.

Tomorrow. Tonight, they would relax and have a good Thanksgiving. And then tomorrow would be different. A good different.

Gina smiled at EJ, EJ returning the look with a smile just as uncertain as her own. She offered her hand, and when he took it gratefully, she lead him back inside.

Taria's Thoughts on Shinagawa Division

Ritsuko Okada

"Bleh, and the government wonders why nobody likes them. I mean, what the hell do you expect when you have this woman working for them? And she's a scientist too. $100 says she's into some mad-scientist shit. I'll tell you what, she comes within an inch of me with a syringe, a saw, or anything that looks intimidating, and she's dead!"

Miho Kobayashi

"Ugh, I see this woman on the news all the time. Apparently, she's some big, important CEO. Would it surprise you to know that I actually broke into her building once? One of my clients needed some info on a new drug they were developing and wanted some notes, blueprints, anything I could get my hands on."

"I'll admit, it was a pretty challenging job! But, the most challenging jobs are usually the most pleasing! Needless to say, I got the guy what he wanted and I had a nice, hefty sum in my bank account the next day. I'm sure they'll be trouble for that guy down the line when this woman's company finds out that he has their stuff. But, that's not my problem!"

Sumire Shinomiya

"Sumire! Or should I say 'Venefica?'" Taria laughs. "I tell you, I've met a lot of crazy people in my life, but Sumire and her group really take the cake! How do I know her and them, you ask? You have her friend, Trickster, to thank for that! I was hired to steal some priceless artifact from a museum. No big deal, and barely worthy to be called a job. But I'll get to that part in a bit. Anyway, when I got to the museum, I saw someone getting away with my prize! Naturally, I wasn't about to let that happen."

"I chased the guy down, got a few hits in, and took back my prize. That was how Trickster and I first met. I didn't think much of it until I got an email a couple of hours later asking me to meet someone at an undisclosed location. I was obviously suspicious. Anyone with a brain could tell this was a trap. But still, I've never run away from a challenge or a fight, and I wasn't about to start then! I went to the place and waited for a good five minutes until I started getting bored. Just as I was about to leave, he arrived, along with some other masked weirdos."

"I thought they were here for a fight, but he just put his hands up in a peace offering. He started fumbling over his words until some kid pushed him aside and asked if she wanted to join us. I was a little skeptical, but after she showed me evidence that my client had been two-timing me and Trickster, I decided to hang with them for a bit." Taria ends her story, and chuckles, shaking her head.

"Who would have thought my first few days there would have me joining up with Scorpion Den? They're a cool bunch of people! ...And not half bad-looking either. Dove and I have been hitting it off. I've been trying to get her to bed with me, but she always refuses, which is a mystery. Oh well, I'll still keep trying! She's too cute to not lay with a least once!"

CodeX

"Yeah, I don't really have much to say about this team. I have to wonder why Sumire is even a part of it. I mean, I already know she hates Chuohku, which Ms. Science over there is a part of. And from what I hear, she doesn't exactly have a good relationship with her aunt (That was a major shocker, by the way!). She claims she joined as a favor to Ms. Science, though she isn't exactly invested in this tournament. That makes two of us, really. If it weren't for the fact that my sisters are involved, I wouldn't be in this tournament either. But we both agreed that if our teams faced each other, we'd give it our all and there would be no hard feelings. ...Truthfully, I'm kinda looking forward to seeing what raps she can come up with. It should be an awesome show!"

"ONE LAST TIME, WELCOME BACK TO SECRETS FROM THE STARS!!

Eleven stellar contestants wanted to give it another shot and discover the secrets remaining... and while some did amazing, some others... not so much~!

Now, first of all, time to spoil who sent those last few secrets... and then we'll go ahead and see who got the golden star... and who ended up at rock bottom!

" i still like a guy who cheated on me and broke my heart and idk what to do about it. i know i shouldn't be. i think i need some advice." was STRELITZIA'S SECRET, and half of our contestants guessed correctly! Let's hope someone will give her some advice after all!

"killed a man by adding 4x the spice to a chili. he never recovered." was BRUTO'S SECRET, and while the majority guessed right, plenty thought it could've been Anzu's, Lyra's or Molayne's secret as well. Guess nobody is a good cook, here!

"I ACCIDENTALLY CAUSED THE GREAT SUNNYSHORE CITY BLACKOUT AND NOBODY KNOWS. I CRASHED MY BIKE AGAINST A BIG ELECTRIC PANNEL AND RAN AWAY." was WILLOW'S SECRET, and with my surprise a vast majority thought it belonged to Mable! And while I'm at it, I want to remind our stellar audience to go visit Eternara's Rickshaw & Daughter's for all your biking needs!

" I once broke a thunderstone earing my classmate lent to me by chewing on it." was LYRA'S SECRET, and people equally guessed her and Molayne! We'll have to gift them both some high quality earrings!

" I have had done something naughty in the break room or my place of work " was MOLAYNE'S SECRET, but the majority guessed Bruto! My oh my, sooo spicy~!

"I have horrible Phasmophobia, but ghosts seem to love me anyway." was RIKA'S SECRET! She got the majority of votes, but that seemed to throw off a lot of people too!

"I've been trying to get back into drawing fanart of my favorite childhood book series, PokeMorphs. I even had a PokeMorph-sona back then, who was a Stantler, and I'm trying to redraw her. Who knows, maybe I'll have her evolve into a Wydeer or something" was MABLE'S SECRET, and much to my surprise, while the majority guessed her, just as many people thought it was Rika's secret! Maybe you too should meet for some fanfiction ideas!

Now now now, the moment you've been waiting for! Last time, Riley ( @auraguardians ) was on top... but this test put everyone in a very rough spot, making someone even go under ZERO STARS! In fact, at the very last place, with MINUS THREE AND A HALF STARS, Volkner ( @low-charge )!! But fear not, someone did way worse: in fact, GRUSHA ( @crushed-ice ) he decided to go ahead and threaten your galactic host on camera and we decided to give a little malus ♥ This means that, at the end of the day, with MINUS FOUR, Grusha loses! ♥

But, now, to see who became our new STELLAR GOSSIPER... with NINE STARS after she guessed every single secret of round 2 correctly, and after she oh-so-boldly went ahead and sent her guess for the first one barely five minutes after the start of our show

WILLOW ( @soardived ) IS THE WINNER OF THIS ROUND OF SECRETS FROM THE STARS!!!

For that, she's allowed to recieve... ONE WISH! Nothing too big, of course, we don't give out Mythical Pokèmon and potions of eternal youth... but after spreading your dirty laundry, the least you could ask for in return is a first class ticket, right?"

cue canned laugh

"Congratulations to all partecipants, and I wish you all a STELLAR EVENING!"

The Twin Sister (Part 13)

Now we were sitting in a fancy courtroom waiting for fancy people. I have a pretty good feeling their asswholes. Anyway, at least I followed my instinct and dressed up today. I was wearing my signature jacket with theater tights and a blue and red skirt. I had comfy fuzzy combat boots with red lining on along with a blue human t-shirt with the foxfire and Ruewen symbols ironed onto it in red. I had the red ribbon Jay had given me on, I actually wrapped it so that one part was like a choker and the other is a long necklace. The crystal dog tag was on the necklace part tucked under my shirt.

As the fancy people walked in with these grey creatures- awesome I wanna fight one!- We stood up and bowed. Although mine was exaggerated out of mock respect, which Sophie elbowed me for. Oralie came over as the council started questioning Sophie.

I'm guessing you're waiting for me to give specifics, well no. I just zoned out the whole time, examining the councilors. And yes they all looked like asswholes. Suddenly someone tapped on my shoulder and I had to stand. Oralie put her hand on my shoulder and wrist, ahh lie detector, wonder if I can beat her. Hmm.

"Miss Foster, where is your registry pendant?" The Emery guy asked.

"I lost it."

"That's a lie," Oralie said from behind me and everyone gasped at the fact I had lied to the council and Emery narrowed his eyes at me.

"No, it's not."

"Yes, it is."

"Fine, I broke it."

"Also a lie."

"I threw it away."

"Also a lie." Bitch.

"I didn't want to wear it.

"Truth but still a lie."

"Ugh, it's right here!" I said pulling it out and then the council questioned why it wasn't on its usual wired thing.

"Because it's fucking uncomfortable, your lucky I'm even wearing it," I said and everyone gasped.

"That language is not acceptable in this room!"

"Then I will leave."

"No you will not, you have not been dismissed yet."

"Then the fuck you want me to do about it," I said crossing my arms. The guy groaned but surprisingly he left it alone realizing he can't do anything about it. Yeah that's right you can't, no one can stop me from cursing. . . . Well except Grady . .. . . and Sophie . . . . . and Edaline, but that's it!!

"What were you doing during the Elementine bottling?" Emery asked me.

"Napping."

"Truth." And everyone sweatdropped, I was seriously napping the whole time? Yes people, yes I was. It's called the power of lazy sleep-deprived people being capable of sleeping through anything once they are actually asleep, well except their alarm, that's just plain wicked magic.

Soon the tribunal was over and we got to leave.

~

We were outside now and Dex was saying how cool that was but Alden took me and Sophie away but first Dex had to ask.

"Is Wonderboy going to know about this?"

"Nope," I said.

"Yes! Finally something I know Wonderboy doesn't!" I laughed as Grady took him and left telling us.

"See you at home kiddos and (Y/N) we will be having a long talk about lying to the council and cursing." I paled and turned to Alden.

"Make this as long as possible," I said and he chuckled leading us away, bitch this is a crisis. They began to talk as I zoned out ignoring them.

"(Y/N) are you listening?"

"Nope."

Soon we arrived at a door. "What's this place," I stated more than asked.

"The councilors offices, you both have an appointment with Councilor Terik." He said and as he was about to knock the door swung open and the non-asswhole-looking counselor was revealed. Oh thank god, let's just hope it isn't just his look that makes him seem like a non-asswhole.

I looked up at the man. "Teach me."

He looked at me bewildered. "What?"

"How to open a door right before someone knocks, such mind tricks! Teach me, oh great one." I said and he looked freaked out as I grinned. Sophie hit me over the head.

"Seriously?" she said.

"Yes."

"Him?"

"Yes."

"Alright."

I turned to Councilor Terik, "You're my new idol." I said and he had that look in his eyes that said he was rethinking his life decisions. He led us in after dismissing Alden and started talking about checking potential or whatever. That's when I cut in.

"You said potential and that means potential for both good and bad, right?" He looked surprised but then smiled.

"Finally someone gets it!" he said looking relieved, he then checked our potential and said it was interesting, and when we went back to the door he opened it just before Alden knocked.

"Seriously, dude, you have to teach me that," I said with a completely serious face.

"Sure, but some other time." he laughed and we left. When we got to Havenfield I tried sneaking up the stairs before Grady found me as Alden kept Sophie behind for some reason I didn't care enough to pay attention to. I was about halfway up the second flight of stairs when Grady caught me.

"Where do you think you're going." I heard the haunting voice behind me and turned to find the scarily calm Grady. Heheh, I'm in trouble.

I raced up the stairs before he could stop me and soon arrived in my room, locking the door. I heard him racing up the stairs and I freaked the fuck out. I grabbed my bag and started stuffing my clothes and hygiene stuff in there while trying to figure out an escape root. He was at the door so Leapmaster was off the list. I then remembered that strange purple crystal I found in Alvar's room.

"Y'know what? Fuck it!" I didn't want to get in trouble so I made the idiotic move of using it. Big mistake.

I ended up in a hallway, it wasn't by any means abandoned but it was dark. I walked around for a bit, passing the occasional door. Finally, I stopped at a door that said 'Ruy', hmm it must belong to someone. Let's look inside. I opened the door and found

...

...

...

a boring room. It literally had only a small bed and a desk with a closet and bathroom attached. Boring. I glanced around for anything interesting when the door to the bathroom opened. Out walked a hot boy. Please hear me out!

He had gorgeous black hair that was currently flat from taking a shower, which he was drying with his pale yet hot hands. Yes, hands are hot, have you seen drawings of them by Tiktok artists? Hot. Anyway, he had dark electric blue eyes that had a mysterious mist fallen over them that just made me want to stare into their depths forever, ahh why do I have so many crushes. Anyway, He had small plump girly lips and was wearing a black tank top with grey cargo pants. Hot.

He looked familiar though but from where. He took a minute to register me in there, but when he did for some reason a light pink covered his cheeks, and then it all clicked.

"Who -" I cut him off.

"Wait a fucking minute- JACKSON!?!?" I yelled out of shock.

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Ahh yes finally a cliffhanger! Now suffer.

Goodbye. 

~Sahiko

I didn't tell teach what happened today. It was the first thing I've kept quiet from him since I got here and learned the elf thing. It really didn't feel good. For all these guys know, I finished my job as I always do, perfectly. Weird thing though..

When I went to confront the big boss about it, I was still so shaken up about the sun thing that I can tell I was so nervous he'd see through me. I know for a fact I was covered in sweat, but my heart wasn't beating that hard. I'm pretty good at keeping a straight face in danger, and I was probably overreacting like I always do in my head.

I've been called a savant before, when it comes to combat stuff. Stupid as a brick for everything else, but I'm an ace at fighting. Swords, my tanbo, knives, throwing daggers.. Hand to hand. I'm very good at them all. Couldn't tell you how to do anything else though. Especially how to not overreact at things I think are dangerous but aren't. That's a big one, I've ended a lot of innocents cause they looked at me funny and I thought it was a threat. My friend always laughed when I did. She's as bad as the pixies are. No, I'm beginning to think the pixies are better. At least they helped me in some way.

I've done a lot of high thinking since I got back. If I had never gone out that first night with my friend, would I have ever killed anything? I mean.. No, well.. I am happy with where I am, somewhat. I only regret the gang. Me before, I spent my time crying and sniveling and letting myself get beaten up. I think I needed that switch flip. I think I like myself now, at least a little bit.

I did see teach, earlier. He put his hand on my shoulder again, and I think he was this close to hugging me. He knew better though. I hate physical contact that's not sexual, and it's something he figured out after trying to wrap an arm around my shoulder when we first met. Punched him square in the bloody nose, I did. I do ramble when I'm high. At this rate I'll run out of pages. Anyway, he told me that it was nice knowing me. That was it. Then he was gone.

I'm back on my own again, that means. I lost my friend to the bloody boss of a bloody gang, and I lost my teacher in this cruel world to.. Me? I asked him if the angel had cursed him too but he didn't answer. I called him a coward for leaving me alone like this, he didn't answer.

I don't cry. I never cry. Not since my very first kill, when I broke down over it. Not even when I lost my girlfriend to the leader of a gang. Him leaving? I'll be honest with you and you alone, journal. I've been crying for hours now. Is this karma? I hate being left alone. More than halfway through my stash.

Maybe it's also the pain. The drugs helped before but now it can't even touch it. Everything hurts. My stomach really hurts. My teeth hurt the most. When I looked in the mirror just a few minutes ago, I could barely see myself. My eyes stood out though, they always do. It's nice and grounding, seeing them shimmer gold. It helped.

I'll be alright I just have to get some rest.

Dreams tonite were actually remembered let me write down what I gathered

Earliest I can remember is a scene from what was Up 2. I didn't know it was Up 2 for a bit bc i was watching the movie in chunks (unsure if on or off camera). The protagonist was a woman this time, maybe Ellie, and she didn't look that old but she was dressed like a grandma with a cloth over her shoulders hunched back and w a cane.

When she tried to go up the stairs to her house (she was in a hurry) they broke and like monster house it was like they were trying to eat her. She was w a boy, anywhere from teen to young adult, who was holding her trying to pull her out. She even was completely submerged at one point.

She did make it inside the house tho and there were like 15 minutes left but I just didn't feel like finishing it despite finding it very enjoyable.

I think I was off at school now. We were gonna get a special class but I was sent off elsewhere. So now I was sitting on the side to a therapist's office. Middle top there was a desk with the professional and two chairs in front and to the side past the door there was I laying in the therapist couch™ just chilling with my phone as these people came and went. At least 2 did before Tim Burton showed up. His name sounded way longer tho so maybe they called him Timothy Burton or something.

Dude looked a bit more pale and disheveled but he had the black curly hair and beard. He was also pretty tall. And also very fucking awkward about the fact some guy he didn't know was in the room as he went to therapy (he was with someone else too I think he was being dragged here). He did say hi to me shyly waving a hand and I said hi twice bc I'm awkward like that. I thought of asking him for an autograph not bc i gave a fuck about the guy but bc i mean might as well you know? But then I didn't and was allowed to leave.

Outside I met with a shit ton of old faces. For starters there was my first BF from primary school who was having a meltdown because they tried to teach him about sexualities, but there was also the Bully™ also from primary school (he stuck longer than the first guy) who was just puking red, idk if it was blood but bro was going thru it. But I also looked my former bestie in the eye and spoke to her and she told me in the room another bestie of mine one with whom I didn't have a bad falling out had been in the class and I got really sad bc i loved that girl and I wanted to see her.

We then got lead to a big field. Reality and fiction mixed idk if I was back in the movie or not. I don't remember this as clearly. I complaint about the surroundings coloration. I met with two men outside. I stole two different pairs of sunglasses, second from a bat man (like the rusty lake guy, he was asleep).

Then I was with my class. And we were tasked to remake some... Buildings we'd written about before.

They made us run towards a wall full of boxes with clothes where we'd pick whatever we needed most, except as I looked around them not finding anything I needed (I wanted something masculine) I realized these were all clothes from my grandma. Complaint to myself about my dad not telling me where they were before.

I went inside of a warehouse. I was looking for art supplies. Many people were working on wood. There were half finished chairs on a table. I didn't know what I wanted

With another guy we found in a shelf pens inside a pencil case, and for some reason he was removing them one by one. Bro spilled some liquid paper (LICUI PAIPER) on my black puffy jacket. I was upset

I walked past a now SECONDARY school classmate. Not a friend, but the third wheel of the big brain sisters. She was killing it with her design.

Then a primary school guy again, a good friend. Good aside from us being extremely toxic that is. We made each other worse. Anyway his thing was flat and ugly it was just a sea with a little island and and even littler palm tree or perhaps human. I laughed really hard because I remembered this was what he had originally written in an act of laziness, and I loved it. He was actually touched by the fact I remembered such a thing and thanked me.

I went outside. Outside they didn't let me touch my notes, in fact, they took them away. The 2 men were now 2 teachers, I'm sure women. I was frustrated. I kept thinking of other things I'd do and after failing really hard to draw an arm I decided actually I'm not going to fucking do this.

And then I woke up

🤍 i’ve never embarrassed myself for being loving kind respectful

but you did embarrass yourself going back to that abusive ex behind your friends back & mine

whenever you wonder why you broke up just know… i was the reason & i manipulated you after i found out. bc i knewwwww how much my opinion mattered & meant to u (insta stories babyyyy).u can thank me for that. 🏹 (i also noticed all your posts had hints to all the things i used to post. you didnt approach me bc you were afraid of me not bc you didnt like me LOL.)

and i know for a fact she’s obsessed with me🌹 🍳 what a disgusting human she is.

(i’m telling you, if a girl dates a YOUNGER guy she has some issues.)

but anyway i liked ur best friend first not you & if i could go back in time i’d choose him (fashionably late by falling in reverse style) (babe if u see this too - i felt like i was not good enough for you & tried to protect your innocence not reject you. you were always precious in my eyes, i was just in a v bad place)

idk if i ‘loved’ you but i did intensely care about your well being.

the set up was between me & u when i came over bc of how much my ‘friend’ told me u were sooo perfect for me & such a great guy & refused to listen to my own feelings & gaslit myself since i thought it’d be better to listen to another’s advice at least one time in my life. it wasn’t. it was horrible.

then u got me black out drunk & inappropriately touched me like a douchebag in front of everyone. deserved to be slapped. and to think you were ever the one for me makes me wanna gorge my own eyes out.

(ugh fu&her, cheating bitch.lucifer evil level. sis threatened me & i still stayed & was nice to her delusions.)

i had all of you in a chokehold & ik i still do.

tell blondie i said hi & he can take that cute trip in his flamingo shirt anytime bc i’d be paying 💅🏻💋 give him the kiss that was meant for him anyway too.

& to the cherry on top - you all left me when i was suicidal & at my worst. i was drowning & you didn’t care. and i still had the heart to forgive & forget & pray for you all every night for years.

i’m done forever with it all & for what matters you don’t exist to me anymore. (only blondie & maybe curly since he a victim too in my eyes).

*nicki minaj voice* buh bye. *laughs*

I don’t think I’ve ever really felt love before. I know I told you I had, but I don’t think that’s true. I think that in all honesty I didn’t even know what love really was until feeling it with you. And, I think part of that is that I’ve never felt my love returned until now. I had loved but it never really grew into what it could ultimately become. Love feeling unconditional is so so foreign to me. I’m still having to get over the idea that if I criticize you you’ll lash out at me. It’s part of why I almost never argue back very hard, or if I really want to make a point I like doing it when you’re asleep or after you leave and I can send it in a message. Because in all honesty I am a very broken person at this point lmao. Like there’s no hiding it. I try tip toeing about the fact I’ve been abused a lot but I think at this point it’s just obvious. I’ve been in 5 relationships before you. Each lasting: 1-2 months, almost 2 months, 1 1/2 years, 2-5 months (2 dating, 3 fwb but mixed together), and over 5 years. And that’s only counting ones lasting at least a month. There’s 3 other people I had asked out and agreed but we broke up either after a day, 2 days, or a week. And I started dating at 13. My first kiss on the lips was actually after the first time I had been kissed on the neck to my memory. Part of the reason I don’t like kissing with tongue is it’s just a bad sensory thing and also because I had someone force their tongue in my mouth, like multiple times. That same person was my first kiss. And first groped me. And first kinda *tried* to rape me, but gave up because I looked too terrified. There was two police reports but my parents prevented me from doing anything about it and gaslighted me about it. The second person was violent. One of the first things he did was when I was telling him to stop getting into fights, and not be friends with a guy who stabbed him, etc, he said that i was lucky he loved me or liked me so much (just don’t remember) because if he didn’t he would break my nose for asking all those things of him. He started pressuring me for sex. And then after I still wasn’t willing fast enough he told me he would cheat on me if I didn’t and I think even made me cry about it. So we had sex in a park bathroom like, somewhat shortly after I had turned 14. He also knew about the fact I had just been molested by the other person. So..... that was interesting lol. I also got to have my first pregnancy scare at 14. I had to walk to the local grocery store and buy my own pregnancy tests, and on the way there I was debating whether I would keep it if I was pregnant. I had to use what little cash I had too since I didn’t have an allowance most of my life, just holiday money. My parents found out I was sexually active and put me on birth control shortly after. So. Anyways uhh. He was the same guy that hit me, and like mentally tortured me for fun. To the point I would have full blown panic attacks that then led to shutting down and like rocking in the corner of my closet sometimes without the light even on because I had no more crying left in my body. But the time he hit me uh, basically I was scared of him being violent. And it was his 15th birthday and I was over at his house and he insisted that I go look at his knife collection that I really didn’t want to see because again, scared. But I had to go look and while showing me knives he poked me under the nail with one and I jumped and got scared because it hurt. Not a lot, or drew blood, but I got scared. And he started laughing at me. Which then sent me into a meltdowm/shutdown. I startedd being very quiet and reserved and just scratching at myself like I told you I used to do. Hoping he would notice and try and stop me and comfort me about scaring me but he really didn’t care. And then his parents dropped us off at the movies cause again it was hi sbirthday. And so we sat and I kept being quiet and scratching at myself. And he finally noticed and started telling me to stop and I didn’t because I was panicking. So he stormed out, which then made me panic more because any time he was mad it would be horrible, so I followed. And when we were outside he said he was going to call his dad which I super didn’t want because he made his parents hate me and I knew they wouldn’t let me talk to him for who knows how long, so I took his phone and tucked it in my bra and kept asking him to just go back and watch the movie. But he refused, and started destroying some plants that were planted outside the movie theater. I really didn’t like seeing him hurting the plants so I started telling him to stop, and he didn’t, so I started slapping his arm/hand away when he would try. And then I guess I did it harder at some point and he got pissed and I was sobbing and apologizing and I said he could hit me back, so he slapped me across the face. Which I think made me freeze because I didn’t expect him to actually do it. And then if I remember correctly I think we argued a little more, he got more pissed, shoved his hand down my bra and grabbed his phone, called his dad, and then his dad basically yelled at me while I cried as he drove me home. And then yeah I wasn’t allowed to talk to him for a few days for “ruining his birthday”. Uh, lots of other things wrong with him. That relationship messed me up probably the worst out of any of them. The last time I saw him in person I had such a bad panic attack I literally ran away and had to lock myself somewhere to hide because I was terrified and was shaking violently. Luckily I seem to be doing a lot better because I can like see an old photo of him and not start shaking lol. But when I was talking about like being 14 and drinking gatorade mixed with extract it was because I was with him. I uh also used to self harm a decent amount. I never cut but I would like get a pencil or pen and would just draw a straight line into my skin over and over until I got through the top or more layers of skin. I have some very mild scars on my chest from it. I probably did it a total of like 30 times? Last time being like, last year or maybe earlier this year because it became a coping skill from handling abuse. Which like, my ex wife also was abusive. There were points I genuinely broke down and told her that I felt like I was being held hostage and was in the relationship against my will only because I didn’t have money if I wasn’t with her and I didn’t want to have to get rid of all my animals because I couldn’t pay to feed them. And like sobbed and begged for her to just treat me better or to help me get away from her. And I even told her that sometimes us having sex felt like I was a prostitute or was being raped cause again, I didn’t want to be in the relationship I was only there because I literally had no ability to have money otherwise because I tried holding a very part time (5 hours a week) job and just couldn’t with how sick I am, or can get during a flare up. And also like.... I may have been molested or raped before the age of 2? Complete unknown, because I have no memories, but I had weird behaviors as a kid that looking back like my mom and 1-2 of my therapists have agreed like it’s a possibility for sure? So. Anyways uh. I also wrote my first suicide note when I was like a small kid. Maybe before i entered middle school. It was on purple construction paper and had a little stick figure hanging themselves like if you failed hangman from school lol. I was a very not mentally healthy kid and started therapy and medication at either 13 or 12? And then kept getting worse because even more abuse. And there for a while I was basically just mentally Gone. Like I hallucinated, was delusional, just like mentally Not There. They even thought I had DiD at one point. Because on top of all the abuse was also the like, forced isolation from my parents. So I barely interacted with anyone and if I did it was like one of my significant others who almost always abused me. Or my parents who also abused me. So like my brain started inventing shit To Cope lol. I’m 98% better from all that shit though. Really the main thing is I still sometimes will like feel a bug on my skin that isn’t there or something. Or like I’ve mentioned a couple times I can get really scared at night trying to fall asleep because my brain will come up with images of monsters and give me really bad anxiety about it. And unfortunately the only way I ever found to cope with that is sleeping with someone because idk why but that really calms me down. I still also get like anxiety/ptsd and will easily panic from things or have a hard time trying to speak up about things sometimes. That whole Fear of Abandonment thing which I feel like you also easily get. At least from the times you completely panicked at the thought of me wanting to leave you over something. I get that really easily and also worry like “I’m being annoying, I’m talking too much, I ask for too much, I take up too much space, it’s okay if laying like this is hurting me because it’s annoying to ask to move” like my brain just insists I should make myself as small and as quiet as possible so I’m less of a burden to deal with. And I have a hard time voicing my thoughts sometimes because I worry if I do it will upset you and you’ll either break up with me which would break my heart or you’d snap at me and be angry or yell or ignore me or otherwise like hurt me and that also scares me because like? I might just let you if that were to happen. And find a way to rationalize why I deserved it. So anyways moral of the story: surprise you fell in love with someone who’s basically the equivalent of a kicked puppy who would probably start literally shaking if you yelled at me in anger. Or would shut down and immediately do literally anything you asked me including sexual things out of this ingrained fear and need to please whoever is angry to get them to stop as quickly as possible.