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mikyouknow · 3 years

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Please! Rewatch the quiz! I need something to remind me that that actually happened.

I still vividly remember that day. Going out on a chill bike ride with my two best friends for the first time in months. Sitting in the cool grass. Having a picknick. Not too hot out, nice weather. AND THEN I GET HOME TO THE ABSOLUTEL SHITSHOW THAT HAPPENED THAT DAY! Because what the HELL even was that, I still haven't processed anything. My mind keeps erasing that memory until some days the it just hits me square in the face and knocks me out 😀

So yeah! I would love it if you talked more about it, might help to cope a bit xD

Okay anon you motivated me, you were my Final push, I’m Doing it ! 🗣

Also I love that story tho you really have a Vivid memory connected to this whole thing and I’m living for it 😂 you were just having a nice day and then Boom, all this mess 💀

But aight so I’m Watching it rn and will be taking notes Live as I watch Here we go:

My first thoughts is, when Dream decides to do the quiz, he seems so like, confident? And then as soon as he reads the description, his voice falters at ‘and now things are changing’ and I’m Dead 💀 his confidence from two seconds prior in that moment goes like 📉 then cue flustered laugh lmao

“Do you ever catch yourself staring at your bff?” Dream’s flustered laugh and being all like “these questions are gonna be so weird” uhhhhh dude what are you expecting you’re taking a are you in love with your best friend quiz 💀

HES SO DEFENSIVE ON THIS ONE LIKE- he keeps wanting to make excuses aww drema aww 😭 it’s okay !! George is pretty we Understand you staring king 😌

Like legit that’s the first question and he’s already so flustered and- MY GOD GEORGE HASNT SAID A THING I JUST REALIZED WAIT HOLD ON I NEED TO GO BACK-

Two scoffs. That’s it 🧍‍♀️

GEORGE JSJWNSOWNEEJEN HES NOT SAYING ANYTHING IM DYING WHAT

Even when Dream first goes ‘aight imma take the am I in love w my best friend test’ George is SILENT 💀

Listen- listen, I’m having a moment over this cause I don’t remember him being silent from the start I thought it was like a slow descent into him just going silent eventually, BUT NO he’s just Silent from the moment the quiz is brought up 💀 but gives like a slight scoff when Dream’s voice wavered at “changing” like he’s very much Listening, just being So silent.

I just can’t wrap my head around how he doesn’t answer any of Dream’s comments, Dream keeps being like ‘right? Like that’s normal, right? Like that’s not weird. Right?’ And George is just SILENT 💀

“Do you get jealous if he or she has a bf or gf” LMAO THIS QUESTION MY BELOVED

His answer is so weird I will die on this hill.

ALSO GEORGE S P E A K S for the first time in the quiz 😭🗣 but not much, he says ‘but’, cause, yk, they both know he do get jealous so.

Which, again. Weird as hell. Imma say it, I’ve never felt jealous of my best friend getting a partner like what ???? W h a t

But ofc when they’re so clingy on each other, like a partner would take the others place because they pretty much have each other in that spot already, so it makes sense huh

And that’s not platonic btw I wanna make that clear LMAO

I think the points of which George laughs are interesting. And there’s something interesting to his laugh too. I don’t see his face lighting up with it, if that makes sense. It’s like a, I wouldn’t say ‘nervous’ laugh but, I struggle to find a better word for it 🤔

AYO MY MANS DREAM SAYS I DONT KNOW TO IF HE GETS BUTTERFLIES FROM GEORGE I- 💀

THATS NOT AN I DONT KNOW QUESTION KING

EITHER YOU DO OR YOU DONT AND YOU KNOW IF YOU DO OR DONT LIKE W H A T

I have to sit with this one for a second like . What ? 🧍‍♀️

Butterflies.

I’ve never. In my life. Like.

That’s not- you can’t say you don’t know- THAT MEANS LIKE-

Dear lord.

Aight I’m moving on (not actually imma be awake thinking about this later. Not by choice, absolutely not. This just won’t leave my brain unfortunately.)

Hang on. George says something here when Dream says ‘I have no idea’ but I can’t tell what he’s saying ? Like he mumbles something whilst Dream starts talking at the same time and I can’t make it out and I wanna know what he says 💀🗣

I Think he says ‘what do you mean you have no idea?’ Which like, YEAH, you Should question him on that king 🧍‍♀️ but it’s interesting how quiet he is, like he barely pushes the question, and this is like the second ?? Time he’s spoken so far. 🧍‍♀️

Also Listen to how flustered Dream sounds my god💀

This quiz never should’ve happened what’s Wrong with him like is he this blind ?? Did he Really think taking this quiz was gonna end well ?? 💀

“TecHniCally🥴”

“My future is your future”

I feel like we’ve talked abt these LMAO such Romantic phrasing my god

Again him going ‘right?’ And George is Dead Silent 💀

It’s interesting, like I’ve reached the ‘dreams’ question now, and it’s hitting now and throughout this quiz how, Dream is Loudly deflective, but George is silently deflective. If that makes sense? Like he’s choosing not to speak so his words can’t be thrown back at him cause he Knows if he speaks it’ll be obvious. Whilst Dream over explains and fucks himself over p much lmao. They’re both just a mess around this subject 💀

“How would You be in my dream” is such a funny sentence from George LMAO he’s so defensive 💀 like even I have had dreams abt Dream, like you’re his Best Friend, ofc you have dreams abt him my guy 💀 deflecting it is so weird. So Weird

“I’ve never hugged you” Sad hours 😔

It’s interesting here. Cause they speak abt the whole ‘do you go out of your way for this person’ and Dream is stuck on if he should say ‘more than anyone else I know’ or not. Which, there’s ofc observations to be had here as well.

But ! What I found interesting here was how George goes onto say ‘you made me pay you’ when Dream says he edited his video for him. And how George keeps the ‘lie’ going for a very short bit before laughing slightly, by god he sounds so.. different? Like when he usually makes little lies to troll or stuff like that, he’s much more extra and keeps the bit going and- idk how to explain it but the tone of his voice is usually way different. Here he seems to, idk, struggle to keep that up. His laugh is also just like, somewhat toneless?

LMAO The MOMENT Dream got the question ‘what do you think abt their laugh’ George’s laugh Stops. 💀

“Do you ever think abt what it would be like to Kiss your best friend?”

THE SILENCE

Also,

how Dream read ‘kiss’ 🤝 how Dream read ‘changing’

Some words hit this man different huh LMAO

“Why did that take you so long” on the kiss question, CALL HIM OUT GEORGE 🗣

HRKEJEKEEJEKJEEIEJ HOW ARE THOSE- SORRY WHAT DREAM ??

“HOW ARE THOSE THE ONLY OPTIONS” ???

God, for real, I wish Dream would get to sit down with someone one day who just Listened to him speak and allowed him to slip up and just sound so in love with George like give himself away simply because nobody is saying how weird he’s-

Hold on.

Wait. A minute.

George.

George is doing that LMAOOOO

Him sitting there silently and not responding to all his small questions abt what he Should answer and such, he’s so smart🧍‍♀️

AIGHT MOVING ON

George’s laugh keeps sounding very, like, strange😅

Anyways the way Dream Had to have a ‘yes’ answer to the kiss one will forever keep me up at night. Now along with the butterflies one🧍‍♀️

I rly wonder what options it is Dream is looking for when he says ‘none of these options’ so often. What is it you wanna say king ?

WHY IS THE BUTTERFLIES QUESTION TWICE AND WHY IS HIS ANSWER NOW DIFFERENT LMAO - drema it’s okay it’s Safe Space 🗣 I feel like he probably saw chat responding to his first answer and realized ‘oop, that’s not platonic’ and changed his answer LMAO 💀 he’s- Ahh hard to find the right words for my Thoughts here, but he’s doing that thing where he looks for others what is ‘normal’ instead of seeing what he feels, cause what He feels is, uh, well we all know what results he got at the end there,,

I mean the kiss question is all u need really. The butterflies one puts icing on the whole cake.

“Do you compare this person to others you’ve dated? Noo...” AIGHT AND THERE WE HAVE THE CHERRY ON TOP OF THE WHOLE THING

This was the one of the Most sus ones imo from when I first watched it. It had my head spin, head in hands for Days.

What do you MEAN you compare him to others you’ve dated? Why does he tell George to shut up, why do they both Know there’s a story there- I have so many questions on this and- this isn’t platonic 💀😭 AT ALL - and there’s no excuse or explanations for this one, they just Move On 💀

The Speed at which they move on 💀

And then George goes So silent 🧍‍♀️

Dream is cruising through the questions and George is so silent now. He was Stunned into silence from that shut up LMAO

I like how Dream picked ‘absolutely’ on being able to tell George everything :’)

So.

Why does George not say anything on the ‘do you think your best friend is in love with you’ question? No joke, no protest, no- no nothing?

That leaves us to fill in the blanks king, just saying🧍‍♀️

Why does Dream sound sarcastic when he says it’s a tough question LMAO

“I have no idea” aight good answer ig LMAO let’s Pretend

George’s silence is for real very sus there. Very. 🥴

Dream putting ‘no’ on thinking he’s in love, is Very funny and shows just how blind he is to himself.

He rly put ‘I don’t know’ for the butterflies one and found the nearest ‘yes’ option for the kiss one and then still put ‘no’ at the end - he’s a lost cause and owns no mirrors I see how it is. (/j btw lmao I have hope in drema ofc, he too can become more self aware one day<3)

“You are a little in love with your best friend” cue both of them laughing in just the weirdest ways. George just sounds absolutely toneless like, I don’t think he’s even smiling with that laugh, gaze absolutely dazed at what he’s being witness to, not even knowing what to do with himself in that moment. And Dream’s laugh is also just, weird?

“You don’t wanna ruin it, Dream.” Followed by Dream’s immediate, “oh what? It says-“ like immediately moving on lmao 💀 that “oh what?” Sounded like “oh what’s that there oh that’s rly weird wow let’s move on from what you just said ahem wow really weird thing over there” LMAO

“There’s a two percent chance there” LMAO

OH NO THE SILENCE WHAT

I THOUGHT I ACCIDENTALLY PAUSED THE VIDEO BUT THE SILENCE IS SO LONG AND SO LOUD

Then Dream going onto pretending like he’s gonna do another test As If he’s not been planning his escape excuse from the very moment he got those test results LMAO

And the silent pauses are taking me out 💀

‘I think we’re done’ HOW COULD HE LEAVE AT THAT POINT 💀💀💀

“COOL PODCAST” IM DEAD ON THE FLOOR

“WHY ARE YOU SO NOSY” DREAM I- WHY U SO DEFENSIVE GEORGE ASKING WHERE YOU’RE GOING IS A NORMAL THING TO ASK 💀YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S SUDDENLY LEAVING

NOT DREAM AWKWARDLY SINGING THE WIZARD OF OZ-

HE SOUNDS SO WEIRD-

The tone of his voice is so off my guy is so ready to leave and sit and stare at a wall whilst looping heatwaves for five hours 💀

:((((( drema my beloved :((((( it’s okay to be in love !!

Not him leaving- he full on ignored George’s ‘where are you going?’

He’s not going anywhere istg the moment he left that discord he put his head in his hands and just Stared 💀

Poor George 🥺

#aight those were my thoughts omg this got so long LMAO #I legit thought I’d have barely any notes going into this #and then I ended up having to pause every five seconds cause there was just So Much to unpack 🥴😭#so Many Thoughts #so anyways sry anon that this took me a moment lmaoo #but here’s just a whole analysis on the are u in love w your best friend quiz #I never did do one like a lot of others did after that stream #I needed five business days to process #that turned into months apparently LMAO #but now here they are: My Thoughts #long post #that read me option has never been more needed LMAO #dnf observer answers ask #dnf tings and rambles #dreamnotfound #my analysis #edit: I was gonna post this a few days ago but Stuff happened so am posting it now finally🗣

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just-some-fiction · 3 years

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Just You and Me Part 36

Hey everyone, I'm trying to get the last few chapters up this weekend before Season 4 starts. I added something in this part that's super important and is an issue we see at times in the health science community and that's the abusive or dominant trait of certain professionals. It's something that happens quite a lot in rural areas as well.

Rio didn't get jealous. He was aware that he had a possessive streak, but he didn't get jealous. However, when he noticed Lucia spending a lot of time with one of the guys at work, he didn't like it. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust her, or that he thought she’d be unfaithful. They’ve been through enough to know the other was all in. What bothered him was the idea that another man thought it was appropriate to show interest in someone who was obviously unavailable. The idea of someone else taking her out for lunch or sharing any first with her that he should, grated on him like nothing else ever would. This dawned on him one day a few weeks after they got married.

"Wanna go eat?" he asked her one afternoon, kissing her cheek, "we could go to that new place you wanted to go to," they haven't spent time together in a while, both of them busy with their respective jobs.

She scrunched her nose, "Nah it's cool," placing her hands on his chest, "they weren't that great."

"You been already?" she nodded, "You go with Chuck?" he wrapped his arms around her waist as she got all the ingredients assembled for her famous hot chocolate.

"Uh no," she reached behind her to cup his neck, her fingers grazing against the inked skin, "I went with Jake from work," she shrugged, "he heard me talking bout wanting to go so he suggested we go."

Rio raised an eyebrow, but said nothing, simply licking his lip. He let it slide this time, instead pulling his wife close and kissing her neck while she got their hot chocolate ready. However, there was a tiny part of his brain that was sparking with rage at the thought of someone taking her to a restaurant that she wanted to go to. Pushing any murderous thoughts away, Rio focused on her voice as she told him about the food and how some people should rather stick to their roots rather than dive into another cuisine.

The next time this Jake guy's name popped up was a few weeks later. They were chilling on the couch, Lucia laying between his legs, her head on his chest as they watched a movie. Her one hand tucked under his shirt, tracing the ridges of his torso. She checked her phone when it went off and laughed. He just happened to see the name on the screen and he felt something stir in him.

"What's up mama?" he asked, stroking her hair.

"Nothing," she chuckled, "just my colleague sending me a meme," she showed him and he forced a laugh. The phone was still facing him when a new message popped up and what he read made his blood boil. 'We still on for lunch tomorrow?'

Pretending like he didn't see anything he waited a few moments before clearing his throat, "Wanna go eat somewhere tomorrow mami?"

"Sure," she said, "I'll reschedule my lunch plans I had for tomorrow," she squeezed his middle, "you and I haven't gone out for lunch in a while baby," lifting up she kissed him, "we can have sushi and you can entertain me with your killer chopstick skills," she teased him, they both knowing he was useless with chopsticks.

"Hey now," he stroked her cheek, "I might be useless with chopsticks but my fingers sure are talented in other skills," to emphasise this, his one hand slid down and kneaded her ass, causing her to gasp in surprise. Lucia laughed, moved higher up and smothered his lips with hers.

When he picked her up for lunch the next day, Rio noticed a guy glaring at the car, before his facial expression brightened up and he waved at someone. A few moments later, the passenger seat opened and Lucia climbed in. He chanced a glance at the guy once more and noticed him snapping a picture of his number plate - he saved that in the back of his mind for later.

“Hey papi,” Lucia leaned over and kissed him, resting her forehead against his for a few moments.

“Rough morning?”

“You could say that,” she laughed, “what is up with you gangbangers and always aiming for the stomach?”

He raised an eyebrow at her as they pulled away, “It’s the least effective way to kill someone,” she went on, “aim for the head, the stomach makes the hospital’s job harder,” she stretched slightly, “so many complications to deal with.”

Rio laughed, “I’ll keep that in mind mama,” kissing the back of her hand.

Over the next few weeks, Rio noticed a few things, since he saw that guy snap a picture of the car. Firstly, it was Lucia and her wedding ring. She usually wore it around her neck to work, for hygiene purposes, but recently it’s been glued to her finger. He also noticed she started putting her phone on silent while she was at home, something he was not okay with.

“Lucia I need to be able to get a hold of you if anything happens,” he told her when she missed three of his calls one evening.

“I was in the shower baby,” she shrugged.

One thing that became very apparent was something was spooking her though. She became very jumpy when she was alone for too long. One night Rio came home late and he found her sitting on the couch waiting for him, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders. Before he knew what was happening, his wife had her legs wrapped around his waist.

“Hey now,” he chuckled.

“Where were you?” she mumbled into his neck, “I was worried.”

That evening, while Lucia fell asleep curled into him, Rio laid awake, thinking over her strange behaviour, when a light caught his eye. Looking over, he noticed her phone screen lighting up with messages. Reaching over he looked at the notifications and frowned, it was an unknown number.

‘Lucia please return my calls’

‘You can’t ignore me forever’

‘I know you blocked my other number’

Rio put the phone down before he ended up smashing it. Who the fuck was this? Deciding to get to the bottom of this he made a quick phone call.

“Boss?” Julio answered, “Wassup?”

“I wake you?”

“It’s fine,” he heard the doctor yawn on the other side, “something wrong? Anyone hurt?”

“Nah,” Rio assured him, “we fine,” he sniffed, “I just have a question?”

“Yeah.”

“Is Lucia aight at work?” the line went quiet on the other end for a few seconds.

“She said she told you,” Julio sighed.

“Told me what Julio?”

“This guy,” his fellow gang member explained, “he’s sorta interested in her, been asking her out a few times.”

“Scuse me?”

“Tried telling him boss that she’s not someone to mess with,” Julio said, “she told him she’s married and I told her she needs to tell you she’s having problems with someone, but you know her boss,” he did. His wife was stubborn through and through.

“You tell him who she’s married to?” Rio raised an eyebrow while he listened.

“I did,” Julio admonished, “explained these aren’t people you mess with, ‘specially you,” Julio said, “can still hear Timmy Torez bone snapping that one time in tenth grade.”

“I never broke no kid’s bone,” Rio defended himself, “I dislocated his fingers that’s all,” he said nonchalantly.

“Just for taking Lucia to the fair,” Julio reminded him, “the fuck someone as good as Lucia see in you boss?” Julio laughed slightly.

“Ask her and tell me,” he sighed, “thanks for telling me man.”

Hanging up, he looked down at his wife. Lucia stirred in her sleep, moving further into him. Placing a kiss on her forehead, he wrapped an arm around her and fell asleep.

He was waiting for her outside of the hospital, nodding at some of her colleagues as they walked by. Most of the people who worked here or made use of the hospital were people from their world, some in the business while others were simply normal health professionals. This Jake guy wasn't from around town nor was he from the state. This morning he had Mick and Mike do a background check on him. Seems there’s been reports and rumors of sexual harassment at his previous job, which was swept under the rug. The boys were still in the process of getting more dirt on him.

Lucia smiled as she walked up to him, “Hey.”

“Sup mama,” he cupped her cheek and kissed her, "ready for lunch baby?" she nodded. He noticed she had her things with her and raised an eyebrow.

“Oh,” she laughed, “decided to take the afternoon off,” that was something she never did. Deciding now was not the time, he let it slide and took her for lunch, before taking her home, where he somehow remained as well for the rest of the day, submerged in a bathtub full of bubbles and a very handsy wife.

A few days later things came to a head. Just as Mike walked into his office at the warehouse, hold a print out, Julio called him, “Boss ima send you something the security guard gave me from the security cameras,” he heard Julio sigh, “you gotta see this.”

Rio frowned, looking up at Mick, who looked as though he wanted to be anywhere, but there with him, “Uh you gotta see this,” Mick handed him the printouts, “seems like this guy has a few complaints of sexual misconduct, harassment and stalking, that were swept under the rug a lot,” Mick swallowed, “and it seems like he has a type,” handing him the last page, “this was the last lady who filed a complaint at one of the hospitals in Seattle.”

Looking at the picture, Rio clenched his jaw. The lady in the picture looked exactly like Lucia. Grabbing his phone he opened the file Julio sent him. It was a grainy image of his wife standing at a workstation filling out paperwork, when someone walked up behind her and decided to grope her. He watched Lucia swing her elbow into the man’s gut and attempt to walk away, only to have him pull her back again. Before he knew what was happening, he somehow got up and made his way out of the office, Mick hot on his heels.

“Yo,” his right hand man called after him, “what’s the plan here,” by now Mike was with them as well.

“There’s something else too,” Mike handed him more papers, “turns out this guy googled how to bug a house.”

“Get me that mother fucker,” was all he said, before getting into his car. That afternoon, before Lucia got home, he got Cisco and Dags to do a sweep of the studio apartment and find any recording devices. They found one in the shower, one hidden in Lucia’s beside lamp and one in her underwear drawer. The last one was the one that really set RIo off, taking the devices and crushing them in his hands. When Lucia came home, he didn't say anything about the video or the debugging.

"Hey baby," he smiled at her. As he wrapped his arms around her, he noticed her flinch slightly and he had to force himself to keep calm. Ima kill this man, he thought. Lucia pulled him close and said nothing, burying her nose into his neck and inhaling.

"Are you sniffing me ma?" he chuckled.

"Mhm," she sighed and inhaled again, "you smell like home baby."

Rio said nothing, simply swaying them gently from side to side. Later on, Lucia told him about the incident at work and he listened, not saying anything about Julio sending the video. He simply pulled her towards him and stroked her hair as they laid on the couch. There was no way he was going to let this slide. Some asshole, with a sketchy history was making his wife feel unsafe at her place of work - a place that she loved - and he was not gonna back down from this.

"I'll take care of it, aight," he stated and he felt her sigh against him, "mama I know you don't like me jumping in on your problems, but i gotta with this one."

"Fine," she replied, closing her eyes as he massaged her scalp, enjoying the feeling of his long fingers threading through her hair. Soon her eyelids became heavy and she was dozed off. The last thing she felt was Rio placing a kiss on her forehead.

Jake was currently sitting in front of Rio, his eyes darting around the warehouse, searching for an escape route. Mick and Mike brought him in with a black sack over his head, his hands tied and a gag in his mouth. The asshole was red in the face when the sack was lifted, pupils dilated and his breathing shallow. There was a slight tremor in his body too.

“Now boys,” Rio grinned when they set him down in the chair, “is this how we treat our guests?” he laughed.

“He’s a doctor after all, does good for his community,” Rio gave the man a hard stare, “we should treat him with a bit more dignity and whatnot.”

Mick removed the gag and pretty soon Jake started babbling, “Please,” he sputtered, “I’ll do anything.”

Rio smirked at the other two, he was going to enjoy this. He knew men like this. He’s killed men like this quite a few times. Men like this guy hid behind the prestige of their professions and titles, while bullying and harming others. However, behind the money and titles, they were spineless weasels who needed to be euthanized.

“Oh I think you’ve done enough,” Rio chuckled, pulling the broken bugs out of his pocket he presented them to Jake, “over enough.”

He watched as the realisation dawned over Jake as to who he was, “Yeah,” he sniffed in disdain, “seems like we have a problem,” his eyes went cold.

“So what all you see with these,” he motioned to his closed fist that contained the bugs.

“Nothing,” Jake whimpered.

“Nah man,” Rio laughed, shaking his head, “these things were placed in some very specific places in my home and amongst my wife’s things,” he moved closer, “so ima ask you again,” this time his voice went low, “what did you see?”

By now Jake was paralysed with fear, “He don’t wanna say boys,” Rio looked over at Mick and Mike, “lucky for us you got the footage when you cleared his house right?”

“Right here,” Mick produced a flashdrive.

“Thanks man,” Rio took the flash drove and plugged it into a laptop on the table next to him, “boys wait outside for a few moments please.”

Flipping through the videos, Rio felt the rage start to bubble up inside of him, there were videos of her in the shower, some of them doing mundane things at home and a few of them in bed together. One thing he was relieved about was that there was nothing incriminating caught on camera. It seemed as though the cameras were timed to go on whenever she was at home. The last video he scanned through, was what set him into action. It was of the two of them making love a few nights ago, all you could see were their torsos, due to Lucia having knocked the lamp over in her haste to get on top of him that night. He watched as his wife came on top of him, her body shuddering.

Switching off the laptop, he pulled the flash out and crushed it under his foot. Standing up, he slammed the laptop shut and struck it against Jake’s head. It took a few more hits, before the body stopped twitching, but at the end, the scumbag was dead. He called Mick and Mike back in for clean up.

“Damn Rio,” Mike whistled.

“You two clean up the apartment?” he ignored Mike.

“Made it look as though he just left,” Mick confirmed.

“Good.”

That night RIo walked into his home, however, it felt like anything but home at that point. Lucia was standing in the kitchen area, making something to eat when he walked in. He still had blood on his hand but he didnt care, he pulled her towards him and held her.

“We're packing up tomorrow baby,” he murmured into her hair.

“What?” he proceeded to tell her about the bugging and the videos. Lucia didn’t waste anytime and started packing. Lucky for them, he already had a nice three bedroom place in mind uptown that he secured that afternoon. By the end of the week they moved into their new place, where they’d eventually raise their son for a few years.

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reimahowaido · 3 years

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Spyro: Reignited review 2.5

The Dragons of Artisans World! Let's have some words on all of the dragons while I'm at it~ Why not :2 Nestor - God I love his design. It's so good. It really does fit him and the idea of him that I had as a kid. Truly the image of 'he leads these dragons' with the very first glance. And I love the voice too, is the good stuff~ Kind and very welcoming sound coming from this dude. His colors are great too. Is it biased or boring to just, like the first fella you see a lot? Because I do like him a lot. I imagine many people like Nestor though. Shoot, I like his name too. This dude, perfect. Super good. Great job everyone Delbin - Artist boi~ As a kid I saw him as an angry aggressive kind of dude. Somehow he just, came off as being very angry when I was a kid. Maybe his voice actor had that kind of vocals or something? Anyway, he seems like a kind fella to me now. Yes he might have a deeper raspier voice, but those thick eyebrows and the effect they have, making him look like he's going ÓuÒ I kinda like him a lot more now. He's great, I'd love to just sit down and paint with this dude. I dunno what if anything we'd talk about, but just doing some painting with a chill buddy would be nice Tomas - I've shared my thoughts on him already earlier like a year or 2 ago. He was my fave as a kid, but now he's not at the top anymore. I still loooove his energy and attitude, the jokester feel I get from him & the emoting he does with his hands and body. Tomas is still great, don't get me wrong! My expectations were just suuuuper high and I didn't expect the beard etc. Nothing bad with beards, sometimes they're really cool and nice~ It just wasn't part of my own vision and nostalgia, so that's why it takes points away from my own personal ranking. He's still great with his smile and grin! But ye, I like the little musical note sound as he jumps up Argus - I love his watermelon. I love he. Also the first moment where I immediately went 'oh god he sounds so nice, I could listen to him speak for hoooours' the voice is that good. Soothing and soft, tell me a story I'll listen. Also he just looks really friendly with his glasses and all. Not to say that glasses make you automatically friendly or anything, but just, story teller, let me grab a pillow and a snack and let's craft up some silly stories

Lindar - A favourite design boi here we go~ Not my absolute fave, but certainly up there~ I feel like many people like him, and for a reason xD I love his colors, the blue and yellow here are really great~ And clocks are cool, lots of work goes into them. Also love his goggles and goggle horns. That stuff is cool and nice and yeeees. "Not that you ever run into trouble, Spyro" yeah maybe not Spyro, but yes, yes I do, me, the fella who died in Artisans homeworld. Me. Lindar, I am baby, I fail, a lot. Don't have high expectations on me Astor - Magical portal fancy vortex thingamajiggyr, love the enthusiasm in his voice. He's pretty great too overall, a nice fella. I do like him Gavin - This boi got tattoooooooos and he a barista, he's Really cool~ Also I think he had all those elements from one of the artists who worked on the designs, yes? I also love the work of said artist, I'm bad with names, I feel the name started with Co- or Col- but it's not quite at my grasp. Either way, we love Gavin in this household, he's great and his design is great and now I want hot chocolate but it's 3am and others are sleeping so I can't (QuQ) Gildas - Gildas my man! Honestly at this point, if it weren't for him I'd not have gotten all that far at all in the game. That hint on gliding, as simple and small as it might be, has saved lives - or at least attempted to. I'm as enthusiastic as Spyro when listening to this fella. He certainly sounds and seems like the kind of fun art teacher who is super kind and understanding and just great to be around. Such supportive energy from this man. And I love his design too~ Paint splatters everywhere, he's definitely an artist because we messy. The big paintbrush is also very great~ And the little pose and smile at the end of his speech, also great~ Alban - I forget if I wrote about him before, I think I did (I think I wrote about a bunch of dragons years ago, but I'm not going back to that post until I'm done with the game just to see if I feel differently now). There was that whole 'this is Spyro's dad' thing when I was a kid, with him being purple and all that jazz (and the whole 'oh it's you'). But that aside, I like this dude~ Can't imagine how strong that tail of his has to be to support him and his whole weight, but that does make him kinda unique when compared to most other dragons~ Is a cool pose :2 And I like the blue... Frills or scales he has, gives off some slightly aquatic feel in a way Oswin - My first feeling on him is some sort of memory about a recolor or model. Like there's a green Oswin or such somewhere. Anyway though, I think I liked him as a kid too, just something about telling secrets and getting to feel special or something. He aight, I do like secrets, and the room he's in is cool Darius - Many comments made on some Shakespeare references I bet. I'm not one of those kids who were forced to read those books as a kid. Not English native, no such experiences. The skull and reference is cool though, even if mostly lost on me. Also the note on the big Gnork using 'Her' pronouns, big ladies, that's cool honestly and refreshing Nils - Nils Nils Nils Nils, snakey long boi, he gets me hyped. that one camera angle of him as he's bowing, polite tall man, it's kinda hilarious in a way but I love it so much! The way he poses after stepping away to look at the statue he's working on. His long thin moustache. The green and cream colors. The red scarf. God I love everything about him, voice and all. Even the fact he knocks over his sculpture at the end. Oh no baby oh nooooo it makes me laugh a little on the inside I can't help it xD It's tragic and sad, but it just adds so much personality and life to the character Devlin - Same hint as Gildas, so it doesn't hit quite as hard here and my brain didn't really grasp it, but honestly, good on them for doing it twice, it's what my brain needs because understanding that gliding thing took me a moment. But ay, that aside, he sounds so friendlyyyyyy I love that~ The Rs in his words~ Also cake, yes, I want to bake, let's bake something sweet,

like cake or pancakes. I've never actually baked a cake on my own, maybe one day. Alvar - Ok I like

him a surprising amount. The food stuck on his tail, the way in which he just throw-jabs stuff on the ground all angrily, yeet the scewer, yeet the knife, the way he runs out of breath when rambling. This dude's got an attitude and I respect him for it. The drama, the energy. Also I. I want barbecue, I want grilled food. It makes me hungry. I could say he's one of my favourites too, very memorable for sure! Thor - Older sorta fella, the name always makes me think of the God of Thunder, so it's quite the different feeling when seeing this dude. He does have some braids which does give off a small bit of Norse energy. And right, the words, on the guidebook. I've not yet mentioned it in these reviews but I'll certainly get to it. I had figured it out before talking to Thor, but it's a fine addition. I don't have a lot to say on him, but as many others, he looks friendly too Nevin - I like his voice~ Another painter fella. Smug expressions. And I'm now noticing that he has some big wings, there's size to those, like daym, I almost got used to the smaller sized wings but when he jumps and flaps his to be off, kinda nice and impressive. Spyro kinda steals the show here though, him saying 'barbecue' is just, niiiice

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dolcenco · 5 years

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I’m So Drunk

CNCO x Reader

Warning/s: Mentions of wild alcohol drinks which you shouldn’t try at home, kids.

S/N: Hi everyone! so this is a spin-off or rather a part 2 of one of my fics, I’m So Wet and yes, it's connected to Ay, Mami Likes It Rough so this happened pre-AMLIR! This was actually a request but I forgot who requested it, whoever you are please make yourself known so I can credit you for this wonderful idea!

Sorry if this is kinda rusty, I havent been practicing :(

ON WITH THE FIC YO

"Are you sure about this, Richuki?"

"Shit looks nasty."

"Don't do it!"

Richard had a nasty look on his face when the strong smell of mixed alcohol filled his nose. He held the cup away immediately and began to doubt his decision.

"What is it made of again?"

He looked like he was going to puke.

"Cuervo, Jack Daniel, Coke, and Ketchup" You smirked, amused and proud of how good you were at mixing drinks from hell.

You and the boys were playing a classic game of spin the bottle in your hotel room. They wanted a chill drinking session before things get busy tomorrow on tour. But things were far from chill when you all played truth or dare.

The rules were simple. When the bottle points at someone they are asked to choose between truth or dare. The fun part is if they refuse to tell the truth or do the dare, they have the take whatever drink is in front of them.

Such as Richard's current situation.

A mix of laughter and ew's echoed in the roon when Richard raised the cup to his lips.

"Rich, I think that ungodly concoction is not worth licking mustard off Zabdiel's toe." Joel bargains. He looked like he was about to puke too.

Rich looked down at Zabdiel's foot with the mustard spread, toes wiggling at his face. He shudders, bringing the cup to his lips.

"Hell nah, Bro. Ain't giving up the last of my dignity for Z's toe. Bottoms up."

You, Chris and Erick cheered while Joel and Zabdiel watched in disgust as Richard chugged down the drink.

"Nasty shit. Blergh. Fuck." Rich coughs, his tongue sticking out, chugging a bottle of water (wussy), as he spunthe bottle, choosing its next victim.

All of you watch as it goes round and round. You held in a breath when it starts to slow down and sighed in relief when it pointed at Joel instead of you.

"Yes!" You raised your hand in triumphed and nudged Joel. "Go Joelito!"

"Aw, no." He groans, not getting over the taste of Jack, Smirnoff and Jim Bean mixture he drank earlier.

"The bottle chose you, Jol" You snickered and patted his back.

Richard rubbed his hands together and smirked asking the magic questions. "Aight, curly. Truth or Dare?"

The game went on and on for minutes. The longer you all played, the more you sink into the alcohol high, a luxury feeling that will soon be repressed as the tour gets busy and all will grow tired to even have these moments.

You sighed and closed your eyes to enjoy the feeling, rolling your head back as you leaned towards your arms hands supporting your body.

When you sat up and fluttered your eyes open, Christopher was gazing at you. He licked his lips and bit the bottom before breaking his gaze to watch the dare.

Usually, that creeped you out but with Christopher, it made you feel hot and made you clamp your legs shut. Favoritism at its finest.

You took the opportunity to admire Christopher and melt at how well he looked with his gray beanie on and boyish smile. Oh, how you just want to hop on that di-

"(Y/n), truth or dare?" The sound of Erick's voice pulled you out of your thoughts, your attention riverting back to the game.

You blinked at him, "Uh, dare?"

Erick wickedly grins at your choice and you start to regret the decision instantly.

"I dare you to..." You watch his eyes dart from you to Christopher then back at you. "...to make-out with Christo"

Your jaw drops.

Howls and snickers bounced off the wall and you looked at Erick stunned at his dare.

Your eyes rapidly dart from Chris then at the shot in front of you.

As much as you want to taste Christopher's soft, luscious lips, you're afraid that you won't be able to control yourself and fuck the shit out of this boy.

Yes, you are crushing on him and is responsible for the many sexual frustrations he has given you but breaking the rule about sexual intimacy is something you're not planning on risking your job for.

"I'm not drunk enough to do that," You tell Erick, noting to deal with him later and chose the drink in front of you.

You gulped and stared at your cup. Mountains of salt and rum won't kill you, right? At least it won't kill your career. You finished the shot and coughed.

Nasty shit.

"Nothing personal, Chris. Just don't wanna lose my job." You apologized and he was being such a sweetheart by telling you not to worry about it.

Now I want to make out with you, you cute fuck

You continued the game and spun the bottle. You all anticipated, watching it go round and round until it pointed to none other than, Christopher.

"He's in your court now, (y/n)" Joel teased and you punched his arm lightly.

"Chris, Truth or dare?"

"Dare" He decided with no hesitation.

I dare you to pin me against the wall and kiss me senseless.

"Uh..." You rummaged through your brain for a good dare but seem to be stuck. You'd happily do the first suggestion but that contradicts your prior decision. Plus, you're not revealing your sexual frustration on Chris to these guys. You won't hear the end of it.

"Fuck, I got nothing!" You announced, taking a clean shot of Tequila.

"Hermano, I dare you to give (y/n) a body shot" Erick challenged, giving Rich a high-five.

Your jaw drops once again.

What that fuck

Erick gives you a teasing eyebrow wiggle and you just want to strangle the little shit.

"Erick, so help me I will-"

"Come here, Hermosa"

Your eyes snapped to Chris, surprised.

"What?" You asked, to make sure you heard him correctly.

"Come here so I can give you your body shot" He smirks, knowing damn well his effects on you.

It was as if like you were under his spell, your feet carried you across the room and sat down in front of him.

"What are you waiting for Mami?" He grins at you before biting his lower lip.

You looked at him confused before realizing that you needed to take your shirt off.

"Oh! Right sorry" You start to fumble with the ends of your shirt but before it reaches just above your chest, he stops you.

"What are you doing?" He giggles

"Don't I have to be shirtless for a body shot?" You asked, confused once again.

He shook his head, "no, babe you don't have to take your shirt off"

"Oh?” your cheeks heat up in embarrassment and wished the floor just swallowed you whole. Your one chance to act all sexy with your crush and here you are acting like a complete noob.

Christopher reaches to move your hair to the side, exposing your neck to him. He takes a lime from glass and squeezes the juice on your skin. You bite your lip at the cool feeling of lime trickling down your skin.

He tears a packet of salt and sprinkled it on the stripe of lime juice he made on your neck before raising the tequila shot.

“You ready?” He asks and nodded your head. You didn’t trust your voice enough to respond.

You watch as Christopher downs the shot with ease, hissing at the burning sensation before he leaned towards you and held your neck. Your skin shivered when his breath teasingly fans over your wet skin, keeping everything in you not to push his head towards your neck to feel his lips.

Your breath hitches the moment you feel his tongue touch your wet skin, licking the juice and salt off your neck. Oh, how you wish he wouldn’t stop.

A whimper escapes your lips when you feel him pull away, wishing he would continue his assault on your neck.

You almost forgot that Zabdiel, Richard, Joel, and Erick were in the room with you, now howling and cheering.

Your cheeks reddened when he grins at you before dropping a wink. You just melted right then and there and gather all your control not to kiss him.

You avoided his gaze and returned back to your seat as he spun the bottle, Joel nudges you teasingly, not noticing that the bottle chose Erick.

“Carajo, me again?!”

“I think (y/n) can have my turn to ask truth or dare? Since Erick got their chance earlier? Only fair. ” Christopher grins, the awkwardness you were feeling immediately diminishing.

You devilishly grinned at Erick, imagining the things you can make him do, “It’s payback time, Erick,”

When everyone retired to their rooms, you stayed behind to fix the mess in the kitchen. You were drying the glasses when you feel someone come up behind you and whispered int your ear. “You owe me a dare, baby girl.”

You jumped to see Christopher reach pass you for a glass, “What?”

You heard him but you wanted to make sure you heard it right. He grabs a bottle of water from the fridge, filling up the glass. “Nothing,”

You watch as he chugs on the water, his gaze not breaking yours. He returns the bottle in the fridge and quickly washed the glass.

“C’mon Chris what was that?” You begged, touching his arm.

He only shakes his head and kissed your cheek. “Good night, (y/n)”

“Aw c’mon, Chris!” You cried and he just walks past you, giving you a wink before leaving the hotel room.

You were left curious and trying to figure out what he meant.

What dare?

After a moment or two, realization hits when you finally remember what dare you exactly owed him and it was the stupid dare you had to refuse.

I dare you to make-out with Christopher.

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yo you totally made me think about low empathy michael and it like totally makes sense and i think about it a lot when i listen to two player game bc ye like he OBVIOUSLY cares a lot about jeremy and he loves him and like jeremy's stating his problem and michael keeps saying the same solution cause like "that's the answer bro, don't be down" bc he cant wrap his head around the emotions and connect w them that well so in his mind he's just saying this completely fool proof solution i love this hc

yo i got this ask while balls deep in three books of discourse analysis i could only understand by like 10% but because of that was in the mood to just. keep thinking my brain in circles.

so heres a stupidly long answer cataloging canon instances of michael being low empathy af/exhibiting other traits related to this. along with like, characterization to extrapolate from that (at least by my own personal interpretation. obligatory disclaimer that how i see characters is not law, this is just My Take).

but before that, im gonna define some terms outright so we’re all on the same page. empathy is a person’s capability to understand and feel what others are feeling. basically how well you can put yourself in somebody else’s shoes. this shouldnt be confused with sympathy, which is feeling compassion, pity, sorrow etc. for another. empathy is recognition/replication while sympathy is more on the caring about it. here i focus on empathy and the lack of it.

im not an expert on Anything but speaking from experience as somebody who has very low empathy, this causes some complications. when you dont feel what others are feeling, sometimes you dont notice other people’s feelings at all. this results in stuff like bluntness, trouble reading social cues, insensitivity, etc. all things that 1) may happen unintentionally, 2) can be worked through via healthy communication, 3) are not inherently bad, just a result of how one reacts to external emotions and 4) things i totally think michael exhibits because hes a low empathy goblin i love with my whole heart.

let’s get right into it. in more than survive, right after jeremy and michael discover their boyf riend backpacks, this exchange occurs

this seems pretty normal at first glance but it is the first instance of what seems to be michael’s go-to pattern for when he notices his best friend is feeling down, which, at least, kudos to michael, he very obviously noticed jeremy’s feelings. hurrah! so his process for how to fix this goes a little like “step 1: notice jeremy is upset. step 2: cheer jeremy up! step 3: unknowingly kinda mess up step 2“

jeremy is upset about the backpacks but then jeremy provides an out with something supposedly positive. michael latches on to it. it turns out to be negative. michael tries to salvage the situation by cheering jeremy up! by giving him a cool science fact! hell yeah! except it’s a shaky save at best because he does call the both of them losers but in an “it’s okay :D” way.

all in all this is nothing really, just some friendly fast paced banter between best friends. whats important here is the 3 step pattern aforementioned because it 1) shows that michael Cares about his best friend and tries to make things better and 2) is BASICALLY the entirety of two player game

TWO PLAYER GAME is such a BOP and, at its core, is a song about how michael has got jeremy’s back and vice versa. but tpg is also textbook the 3 step pattern with added sprinkle of unintended invalidation. ive briefly spoken about tpg before so this might look a lil familiar but at its gist:

like you said anon, in tpg jeremy tells michael a problem he has, and throughout the course of the song, he continually makes it known that hes upset and has a lot of issues. step 1 has been achieved: michael knows jeremy is not doing too hot. time to do step 2: cheer him up!! and what better way to do that than to think positive with his trademark line “guys like us are cool in college” like, over and over again. because….it makes sense for michael. things might suck now, but just keep swimming yeah? it’ll be better later.

but it’s not better now and thats what jeremy actually needed validation on. michael thinks the solution is to look to the future but jeremy has his problems bothering him in the present. for all that michael says this is a two player game, he’s unintentionally dismissive because he doesnt understand that this isnt something that can be fixed with a simple “look forward to two years from now” mentality. neither of them are in the wrong, really. theyre just not on the same page.

onwards we go to something else entirely. the chili fries

this is a RIDICULOUSLY SMALL MOMENT but it stuck out to me because imo it is pretty obvious that jeremy says “leave me alone” because hes bummed and is being dramatic, but michael takes it literally and uses the opportunity to skedaddle and get his sweet sweet discontinued soda. im aware michael had to be gone for plot reasons and also the discontinued soda is foreshadowing for the mtn dew red, but taken at face value, this is something that happens a lot w/ low empathy: things are taken literally.

jeremy is upset. jeremy said to give him some space. thats cool, i’ll go for a bit and come back with something neat that might cheer him up—hey, where’d he go?

and now let’s jump to something everybody and their dog knows about. michael in the bathroom. except not really. because mitb isnt what interests me so much as what happens before.

pre mitb is very, very interesting. before i say anything i’ll be clear in saying that literally nobody had even remotely a nice halloween night, it’s a disaster for everybody involved, but keep in mind that jeremy goes into the pre mitb scene immediately after the clusterfuck that is do you wanna hang and also getting chased down by a sloshed but aggressive jake. many people have said this before me but i’ll say it again: jeremy was not doing well. at all.

and this is where michael fails step 1 of his pattern. he doesnt pick up on this at all. michael is kinda stuck in his own head right now. hes pissed. hes confused. hes betrayed. he cant understand other people’s feelings and now he has to deal with his own too. his head is a melting pot of AGH and he takes it out on jeremy. yeah, he tries to help jeremy, but he doesnt do it very well. it’s all very accusatory, and jeremy just had a terrible night, so jeremy lashes out.

teenagers are bad at emotions but theyre not bad people for it. //cue mitb notes, we know the drill

to the play!!!

recap for maximum contextualization: jeremy realizes the squip is bad fucking news and wants it gone. michael makes an entrance with the one thing that can kill it. and then this happens

AIGHT okay so the whole “i need an apology” scene is obviously played for comedy, and it does a good job at suddenly diffusing the end of the world stakes with some more down to earth teen friend drama but that aside, this scene is a good candidate to be listed under the definition of the phrase “bad timing” because michael, holy shit. BAD TIMING. like great timing for humor but bad timing as a human being.

here we have jeremy clearly in possessed distress and michael has the antidote but he only wants to give it on a condition. it is absolutely a dick move. yeah, michael is is valid for wanting an apology, but not at this moment with the current stakes. this is michael thinking pretty selfishly. hes stuck in his own head and his own thoughts. he cares about jeremy and wants to help but…this apology important to him. it’s easy to get stuck on things like this when you cant empathize with others. the low empathy means that the only feelings you really get to really interact with are your own, so theres a tendency to focus on them. sometimes even at inopportune moments.

unintentional asshole-ery behold. in fact, this can be pushed even harder by this snippet in the score of be more chill that had some lines from an earlier draft.

the fetus version of michael makes an entrance is hilariously low empathy, oh my god. this happens while jeremy is rolling around on the floor fighting an invisible-to-everybody-else squip and this is the first thing michael says. it’s positively dickish.

SO with that done, a little bit can be extrapolated in terms of characterization. i think michael is low empathy so the dominos fall. michael is terrible at feelings. hes got a tendency to get stuck in his own head and not see what others are going through. his emotional periphery is abysmal, hes like a horse with those things that stop horses from looking to the side. in spite of all this, he still has a lot of love and good in his heart and he tries his best to show that in the ways that make sense to him. post-canon, the rift between his brain and jeremy’s brain can only be bridged by a big healthy heap of communication where michael learns that what makes sense to him isnt always what makes sense to other people. hes a good kid. he can do it.

of course this is, again, all my take. the fun thing about transformative work and fandom is that all interpretations are valid and there will always be somebody out there who agrees. or disagrees. but on this blog, this is my michael. or at least one aspect of my michael. //shrug

ANYWAY im glad you like the hc anon!! ive obviously got a lot of feelings about it since i used your ask as an excuse to aimlessly ramble for, holy shit, 1.6 k words lmao. i hope you have a good day!!!

#be more chill #bmc #i spent too much time typing this so it's getting tagged #if i had to type all this you have to scroll past all of it. ive never used a readmore in my life #i havent written most of this into fic yet but i want to. desperately #hc

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honestlypeter · 7 years

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Confessions |Spider-Man: Hoco|

Summary: Peter has a crush on fem!reader, and Ned is quick to think she likes him back. Peter, however, doesn’t believe him.

A/N: Aight, so this is my first fic for this fandom. Let’s do this. Quick thing, Flash is super dicky in this one, so be prepared. Like, not creepy, just hella dick-ish.

Word Count: 2633

Warnings: cursing, that’s it, and i barely proof read this

WEDNESDAY

Peter, Ned, and Michelle were having an intense conversation about who would win: a shark or a personified tornado. Okay, maybe just Peter and Ned, because Michelle was reading her book; however, she would add in little comments every now and again. Usually, the comments would consist of insults, but Peter and Ned didn’t really mind, for she was their friend and knew it didn’t mean a thing.

“Look, all I’m saying is that a shark can’t go on land! Your argument is bogus!” Peter told his best friend, Ned.

Ned shook his head, ready to tell Peter that the shark would obviously win, because it had razor sharp teeth.

“The tornado is personified, meaning it can get hurt! It has feelings! And the small tornado would never stand a chance against a beast of the ocean!” Ned exclaimed, getting more frustrated as this conversation went on.

“Wait- we never said how big the tornado was. So you admit that if it was a big tornado-”

“Peter, shut up,” Ned said, cutting the other boy off. Peter rolled his eyes, about to continue, when Ned swatted his arm.

“Hey! What was that for?”

“Okay, don’t freak out, but (Y/N) (L/N) is coming over here, and you need to act cool,” Ned explained, his voice suddenly a lot lower.

“Dude, no way, why would she- holy shit, you’re right.”

Peter’s chest tightened as he saw the most beautiful girl in school walking towards him and his friends. As she got closer, Peter started breathing heavier, his mind swarming through all the embarrassing outcomes that could come from the interaction he was about to have. When she finally got to their table, which to Peter took years because it felt like he was watching her in slow motion, she sat down.

“Hey, you guys!” (Y/N) said, all eyes on her, even Michelle’s.

“H-Hey, (Y/N),” Peter squeaked, eyes widening. Puberty was going to be the death of him. The other two said hi, Ned giving her a small smile, and Michelle returning back to her book.

“Soooo, whatcha guys talkin’ about?” (Y/N) asked, seeming genuinely interested in their conversation,”You seemed to be pretty heated.”

“Oh uh- n-nothing-”

“Sharks and torandos! Like, who would win in a fight. A personified tornado or a shark.” Ned informed (Y/N). It was Peter’s turn to whack Ned’s arm for confessing to talking about such a stupid topic.

“Oh! That’s cool. Which team are you guys on?” wondered (Y/N).

“I’m on Team Shark,” Ned said confidently, proud of his answer.

“I, uh,” stuttered Peter,”I’m on Team Tornado.”

“Hm, interesting,” (Y/N) said, tapping her manicured nails on the table.

“Why is that interesting?” Peter asked, surprising himself, Ned, and Michelle, with how calm his voice came out.

“Because, well, how do I put this lightly? You’re both wrong.”

Peter and Ned glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes, both unsure of where the conversation was about to go.

“I mean, c’mon. Clearly, sharks and tornados would team up to destroy humanity. Haven’t you seen the cinematic masterpiece known as Sharknado? Sharks would be pissed that humans were in the ocean- because let’s be real here, we’re the ones infesting the waters, not them! They’re the ones that live- sorry, that’s a whole other conversation. Uhm, where was I?” Peter was about to help (Y/N) find her train of thought, but she got there before he could,”Oh! So, sharks would be pissed, and tornados are just ready to fight. Basically, tornados are the muscle, sharks are the brains, and together, they’re unstoppable.”

Ned’s jaw was dropped, Peter’s jaw was dropped, and Michelle simply looked impressed.

“But uh, I came here for a reason other than to school you on sharks and tornados. Liz is having a party on Saturday, and I wanted to invite you guys,” (Y/N) said, smiling brightly. But when they all just stared at her, the smile faltered and she quickly went to her own rescue.

“But you totally don’t have to come if you don’t want to! I mean, obviously, but-”

“(Y/N), we’re going.”

(Y/N) looked at Michelle, who had spoken.

“Okay! Awesome! Uhm- let me just give you guys my phone number and you can text me and I’ll give you the details…does anyone have paper and a pencil?”

Ned and Peter scrambled to search for paper and pencil, but Michelle already had the items out, so she pushed them towards (Y/N). Quickly, (Y/N) wrote down her number, before getting up and telling them all goodbye.

Peter and Ned stared at the ten digits in front of them.

“What the fu-”

Before the sentence was finished, the bell rang, indicating that lunch was over and to head back to class.

THURSDAY

“Dude, I swear (Y/N) has been looking at you ever since she invited us to the party,” Ned said excitedly. Peter glanced up at at the girl who sat across the lunchroom. She was, in fact, looking over at their table.

“Wha- no. She’s probably looking at you,” Peter told his friend, a frown on his face. There was no way the iconic (Y/N) friggin’ (L/N) was looking at the not-so iconic Peter Parker.

“Have you seen me? I’m like-”

“Hey!” Peter interjected before his friend could deprecate himself,”you are a handsome guy, Ned! You have just as much of a chance with (Y/N) as any other person.”

Ned smiled at his friend, feeling better about his appearance. Peter was right, Ned was quite a catch.

“Thanks, man! But honestly dude, she’s totally into you.”

FRIDAY

Peter sat at his desk, working on his advanced geometry homework. Peter rarely hated being in advanced classes, but when it’s an advanced class that’s meant for the grade higher than your’s as well- it’s hell. To Peter, it felt like everyone was judging him, mainly because Flash always picked on him, which lead to him having a nerd reputation. So yeah, basically everyone was judging him, except for one person: You.

The only reason why Peter didn’t bash his head open with his geometry textbook was because you were in his class. You were the perfect person. Kind, smart, funny, stunning, etc., etc. Every single adjective to describe you was always positive. Peter didn’t think he had seen a single day where you weren’t smiling at people, and brightening their days.

When Flash Thompson first started calling Peter “Penis Parker” you called him “Flaccid Thompson,” which shut him up as quickly as he had opened his mouth. From that point on, Peter admired you, which quickly became a crush.

Finally giving up on his never ending geometry homework, Peter decided it was time to text you.

To: (Y/N)

From: Peter

hey (y/n)! It’s peter! i was just wondering if i could get the deets for the party?? haha!

Peter, for some reason, decided it would be best to send the text and then reread the message. Dear God, he thought, there’s too much punctuation! Who types out that many exclamation points? OH MY GOD! Did I actually use the words ‘deets?’ Kill me, just kill me. Before Peter could plan out how to run away from home, you texted back.

To: Peter

From: (Y/N)

Aye! Yeah, I got the deets. B)

Hold on.

Okay! So it’ll be at 1205 Lakeview Blv., and it’ll start at like 8, or 8:15-ish? Don’t know when it’ll end, but sometime late I’m sure. Ned already texted me and told me he’s going, but have you heard from Michelle?

To: (Y/N)

From: Peter

i’ll text her real quick.

Peter sent a quick message to Michelle, reminding her about the party before getting back to (Y/N).

To: (Y/N)

From: Peter

just texted her! thx for the info. i’ll be there!!

Peter needed to chill on the exclamation points.

To: Peter

From: (Y/N)

Ayyye, just got her message. I’m so excited to see you guys there! And hey, if Flash tries to start any trouble, let me know. He’ll catch these hands (ง •̀_•́)ง

Peter laughed, wondering how such an amazing girl could be texting him.

To: Peter

From: (Y/N)

Hey, Pete, I gotta go. Mom’s making me do the dishes. Sigh. But I’ll see you tomorrow :)

Peter groaned, not wanting to wait until tomorrow to see (Y/N). But he had to, and to pass the time, he figured he might as well work on more geometry.

SATURDAY

“Alright, be safe, have fun, don’t do anything too wild,” Aunt May reminded Peter and Ned, a smile on her face. Peter hadn’t always been the most social teenager, so seeing him go off to a high school party was exciting for her.

“Yeah, yeah. Can we go now, Aunt May?” Peter whined, becoming more and more impatient by the minute.

Aunt May sighed before unlocking the car doors. Both Ned and Peter scrambled out of the vehicle (not before saying goodbye, of course) and hurried up towards the relatively large house on the hill.

Peter was so excited that he was actually shaking. And apparently it was noticeable enough for Ned to tell him to chill out. When they walked into the house, the first thing Peter noticed was the lack of people, but quickly realized it was because everyone was in a group in the living room.

“Hey look,” Flash yelled out,”It’s Penis Parker!”

Everyone looked at Peter and Ned, which caused them to wave awkwardly.

“Why don’t you join us? We’re playing truth or dare,” Flash told the two boys, a cocky smile on his face.

The boys nodded, considering the fact that everyone else was doing it. Peter and Ned sat in the back of the crowd, but Flash quickly told everyone to move that way Peter was nearly in the middle.

“Since the doofuses were late, let’s have one of them go first,” Flash suggested. Peter’s heart dropped, knowing that Flash would probably use this as a moment to mess with him.

“So, Parker, truth or dare?” Flash asked.

“T-truth.”

“Okay, tell me now, and be honest. Is it true that you having a crush on (Y/N)?”

Peter’s face flushed red, as he stammered to redeem himself. But, Flash was relentless and continue to hammer Peter. That was, until, (Y/N) stepped in.

“Fuck off, Flash,”she said, a scowl on her face,”If he doesn’t want to answer the question, then I’ll take his place.”

Flash looked over to (Y/N), rolling his eyes,”Fine, fine, but you ruin all the fun. So, since Penis picked truth, you get truth.”

“Fair enough,” (Y/N) mumbled, a bit relieved that it wasn’t dare. She had no clue what Flash would make her do. The relief was short lived once Flash asked his question.

“(Y/N), I heard from Alec something very interesting, and I’m dying to know if it’s true.”

(Y/N) stiffened at the name of her ex-boyfriend Alex Westfield. Apparently, they ended on very bad terms.

“Get on with it,” (Y/N) told the boy.

“Alec told me that the reason you dumped him is because you prefer softball to baseball. Is it true?”

Peter was confused, what did sports have to do with anything? (Y/N), however, seemed to know what Flash was getting at.

“Shut the fuck up, Flaccid,” (Y/N) warned, clenching her hands so tight her knuckles were becoming a lighter shade.

“No, I’m not finished yet, (L/N),” Flash spat. Peter was still extremely confused, and as the tension grew, the more silent the room became.

“As I was saying,” continued Flash,”(Y/N) over here really enjoys swinging for the other team.”

The other team- oh shit.

“(Y/N) LIKES PUSSY!” someone from a corner of the room shouted. A few giggles erupted in the room, but it stayed mostly silent.

“Bingo!” Flash said, clapping his hands together, seeming thoroughly impressed with himself. Peter looked over at (Y/N), her head was hanging low, and she was visibly shaking. Slowly, she got up, fixed her dress, and walked out the front door. Peter quickly got to his feet, and chased after her, leaving the awkward room.

“(Y/N)!” Peter called out, chasing her down the road. For a girl in wedges, she sure could run fast.

“(Y/N)!” Peter shouted, finally catching up to her as she slowed down,”Are you…are you okay?”

She sat down on the sidewalk, feet out in front of her. Peter sat next to her and put an arm around her. She leaned into his chest, and quietly cried.

“I-I’m sorry Peter,” she whispered in between sobs.

“For what? You didn’t do anything,” he reassured her.

“F-For being l-like this,” (Y/N) explained, sitting up. She hated feeling like a mess, it reminded her how weak she could be. It felt, to (Y/N), that she always had to be the strong one in her family. Keeping face for her siblings during her parents divorce was one of the hardest things she had even done. (Y/N), not wanting to further embarrass herself, pulled out her phone and went on to the camera app.

“Jesus, I look like a raccoon,” (Y/N) sighed, trying to fix the mascara and eyeliner that ran down her face. When she was satisfied with her work, (Y/N) stood up again.

“I don’t live too far from here,” the girl told Peter, who was silently staring up at her,”Walk me home?”

Peter nodded, and got to his feet. He and (Y/N) walked, neither saying a word until they got to her house.

“So, are you wondering if it’s true?” (Y/N) asked as the pair approached her front door.

Peter tried to brush off what she was asking,”Uhm, wondering if…what’s true?”

(Y/N) gave her newfound friend a cold stare, basically telling him to cut the bullshit.

“…Yeah, I am,” Peter confirmed, feeling ashamed in himself. That wasn’t his business.

“Well, it’s true. I do “like pussy” as that one fucker said.”

“You sure do curse a lot, (Y/N).”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes,”I only curse when I’m being emo, but…that’s what you choose to focus on? I enjoy your company, Parker.”

Peter smiled at his crush, and made a mental note to never trust Ned again.

“Well I better go.”

“Before you do,” Peter paused to make sure she was listening,”Why did you take sudden interest in us? Like, Ned said it was because you liked me…Jeez, that sounds so conceited, but I mean…why us? If you didn't…”

“It may not have been you I had a crush on Peter,” (Y/N) told him, a shy smile adorned on her face,”But…oh hold on. My phone buzzed.”

(Y/N) checked her phone, and her smile got even bigger. She typed a quick response back, and giggled a bit. She put her phone back in her purse, and gave Peter a quick peck on the cheek.

“I’ve gotta go, Peter. Thank you for being so lovely.”

And with that, (Y/N) opened the door to her house and went inside, leaving Peter to his thoughts. As Peter walked back to the party, he made the (what should have been) quick connection to who she had feelings for, and honestly, Peter felt really stupid. Now that he was looking back on it, it was right there in his face.

(Y/N) liked Michelle!

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multifandomhoodies · 5 years

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in the two minutes my brain was working i made this meme because i think it’s funny and while no one has told me to stop talking abt work i feel like this is lowkey accurate.

this will probably be super annoying and basically a ramble but hey ! I dont care. rondo alla turca just came on and that’s incredibly accurate of my mind rn just that super fast part. anyways. im so sorry.

hit that read more for the entire 2000+ word dissertation i wrote about work today.

so today was wild because fourth of july babey uh it didn’t start getting different until like,,,, 8 ish? mostly till then it was just regulars who are always in the park. i forgot my earmuffs so i couldn’t backpack blow when i wanted :c. nothing weird was in the bathrooms today! there was a lemonheads box in the women’s, but like,, that’s not very weird. i had several guests tell me that i was gonna have a rough day tomorrow w/ clean up and im like lol yeah Except i dont work tomorrow sorry tue-sat crew. love you. except fuck u danager. i had to get the cans along the beach and the guy that usually runs the beach comber wasn’t there so a different guy from the other park was doing it and he doesn’t run the beach comber v often and you could Tell. also this dude barely said anything to anyone except the one dude and honestly powermove. also he has Very long dreads. also this lady ? was laying like two feet away from where i had to backpack blow and she had the audacity to like, look at me? sorry lady its 8am the sun isnt even out stop sunbathing. anyways. i had to water the flowers i planted yesterday and after that it was breaktime (gang GANG) breaktime is like,, three hours after we start work but cleaning the bathrooms and backpack blowing and getting cans took forEVER. break was funny because it was just three of us in the breakroom and we were talking about the new manager who is. just a fucking asshole. he can choke. bitch. anyways. even tony doesnt like him and tony’s like so nice. i made a joke b4 we rolled out that liam could help me clean our part of the park and danager was like hey he can do that if you want to mulch and I thought it was mulching with HIm and I was like oh nO you thought hunty! i had to deal with your stupid ass yesterday! turns out it was just liam and tony and like honestly i would have done that that would have been super fun. and liam told me that he’d told tony about what happened yesterday with mulching. danager really called liam and i off of weedeating to mulch. at like, 1:30. we go on break at 2. he didnt care and was like oh you guys can just stay after and we’re like?? no?? unless we’re getting paid overtime and you dont have the power to make us do that? and liam today was like yeah if he does that shit again im leaving and tony and i agreed. im like ill walk home man. im leaving. tony said that even steve was getting pissed at him yesterday and steve’s a really chill dude. so collectively everyone’s like FUCk danager. and he came in from outside too and was like aight guys this is what we’re doing. hannah you should be able to weedwhip farther out away from your body. you hold the weedwhip too close and if you dont do that you can get a farther range. i kid you not the four of us that werent danager just started laughing. weedeaters (or weedw(h)ackers, or as ONLY danager says, weedwhips) arent very heavy. however. they do get heavy after a while, and they shake sometimes. a lot of times. We don’t get new equipment so it shakes. I’m hardly weak, but I’m also not strong enough to hold the weedeater like he said. so as soon as he said that i should be doing that everyone laughed. like i did too im like man you’re tripping. anyways. he left again, and so did two of the other guys again so it was just tony liam and i. kenny came back in and the three of us had been talking and when kenny opeend the door we all shifted so we could see who walked in, hoping it wasnt danager. kenny bust out laughing. “yall shoulda see your faces.” tony does a dramatic renactment of us all leaning forward to see who it is. oh it was great. tony liam and i were like in hysterics abt something (i think it was something rude abt danager i cant remember now). then we all headed out to do our danager assigned tasks. I went back to weedeating this one area. reminder that it IS the fourth of july, it’s like 9:30am and im weedeating this one part of the park. priorities? what are those. anyways so i do that. I see liam and tony leave to keep mulching. i keep weedeating. I did that and backpack blew the debris and then went over to the other part of the park to check cans. i checked cans again, had a super awkward situation with like 15 people near this sign. i tried to park my cart to check hte cans and EVERYONE STARED AT ME. like i know im wearing clothes specifcally chosen to be visible to cars and the public but the fuck you gotta stare at me for! anyways i got the cart and got the fuck outta there quick. I drove around more, some guy stopped me and said he thought there should be more speed limit signs. you’re right sir. drivers will see them and not care. i was checking trash in the one part of the park and i see tony and liam driving so i wave. by now it;s almost our lunch, its like 11:15. im going to check some cans that you like actually have to walk to, but i see tony driving towards me so i wait. they pull up, ask for the time. tony suggests we take a brisk walk to check the cans. we take a walk, but it’s not very fast. it’s very slow. we stopped to talk about dumb shit. liam’s apparently found a mink? on the pier? im so jealous? anyways yeah we wasted fifteen minutes looking at cans. we turn around and Danager’s walking towards us. tony grabs some trash off the ground immediately. danager doesnt even question it. he just tells us he wants someone to weedwhip or mow this one area, or at least be aware of it. tony and liam leave with dan, i head back to the shop. i hosed out the back of my cart cuz i got something FOUL in it. it may have been human poop. not sure. it was at least poop. lunch was more joking about danager. then danager came in and they started talking about muscle cramps. tony asked regular dan if he got cramps ever. dan shook his head. we dont think dan’s human. doesnt eat. doesnt SIT. only takes breaks because he’s legally required. jury is out. danager fucks off again. liam ate some of the ice cream. we chill until danager comes back in. then we leave. danager really told us to keep our weedwhips with us (also everytime liam or i say weedwhip mockingly we whip so i mean. yeah) and if we saw anything that needed weedeated to do it. ITS THE FOURTH OF JULY. THERE ARE SO MANY PEOPLE IN THE PARK. tony apparently reached for his weedeater and some lady started cussing him out. something about how there’s people around and whatever (all true) and he’s like yeah sorry i was told to but yaknow what I just wont! because it’s a holiday no one wants to weedeat. so danager told us to go clean up driftwood from the beach and tony’s like oh some of it may be big yaknow ill go with you guys. completely an excuse not to do work. it was fine. we went down to the beach. got all ten pieces of wood that were there. and we did not take them back to the shop to be dealt with. no. we may or may not have taken the trashcan full of wood to the treeline and yeeted the driftwood into the treeline/woods. then we walked back up to our carts. and didnt get in them. the three of us stood around the carts for like twenty minutes just talking instead of working. who cares honestly. i dont. as long as it’s not a habit,,, we cool. somehow we started talking abt pot and liam’s like Oh yeah i’m pretty sure everyone here gets FUCKED up on that. and tony (who’s been here for a summer) was like. oh yeah for SURE. he’s like yaknow weed’s okay. not that interesting ppl overhype it. liams like yea never done it been overed it never done it and im like never been offered, never done it. a ranger rolled by and tony’s like yo what if the ranger rolled his window down and just a cloud of pot smoke rolled out and his eyes were just red. what would we do. and we all just like essentially shrug emojid and kept talking. tony came up with the great idea to move out of the full sun into some shade. we sat in the carts in the shade and talked more abt dumb shit. we decide to eventually move and check some other areas for trash. just to look busy and also get out of an area that had a lot of people and access for a cart. so we went over to another section of the park and got trash. I had two bags, and Tony’s just like yeah as long as they see trashbags in your cart no one’s gonna care what you’re doing. We went over near that part’s bathrooms and dan and even dan was like,,, i see yall are fuckin off and i dont hate that. we actually talked with dan for a bit too. then we walked over to this area where ppl throw beercans and ““““checked”““ for trash there. skipped rocks. made stupid comments about shit. we were over there for like twenty minutes. aaaaaaaaand Danager shows up. he tells tony to go water some plants in the front. it’s 1:30 at this point, tony’s gotta go load the water, haul it out to the front, water. liam and i followed him back to the carts. he got in his cart, looked around to make sure dan was gone and did the finger gun to head thing and drove off. liam and i immediately were like okay we gotta figure something out we’re staying the fuck out of danager’s way. so we go to another pier and start walking it, looking for trash. we did actually pick up trash. there was a lot. after like fifteen minutes we headed back to the shop to take our break at 2 and danager’s on his way out and he’s like oh! hey you guys can weedwhip around the building! or clean up around the dumpsters. do something. “No use standing around for twenty minutes”. okaaaaaaaaaaaaay man. so liam and i are like oh yeah of course we’ll find something to do. FUCK I JUST REALIZED I FORGOT TO BLOW THE GRASS IN THE DRIVEWAY FUCK FUCKIJ’DJ’FKJALKJFLAKJF goddamnit. deadass sorry for abrupt switch but im sitting in my house at 10:25pm realizing i didnt get the grass in the driveway. ugh whatever. ending my regrets and back to earlier. so as soon as danager drives his way and we get far enough away both of us are like YO FUCK THAT and im immediately like.

i get as far as saying the first I from this and liam and I say the rest in unison. we share a braincell, i think. good job us. we’re both OVER IT. we throw our trashbags in the dumpster and grab pickers. we’re not sweating it but we grab some trash. i feel bad for tony cuz he’s out watering when it’s breaktime. liam says he probably wont be back till 2:25 when we have to clock out by 2:30. he wound up being right. a lot of shaking heads and muttering inbetween the four seasonals (minus dan) as soon as he was back. i clocked out and i told tony that he probably wont survive tomorrow with danager and that it was nice knowing him. tomorrow two of the techs will be back because they had today off. but it’s gonna be tony, the two techs, and danager. and possibly someone from the other park. not sure tho. like the BIGGEST oof because it’s gonna be a full day of trash cleanup and they’ve got danager there. and danager works the same shift as tony so anyday tony’s in, so it danager. the sat-thur crew got lucky. he told liam and i that on saturdays, the techs are out b/c weekends. it was just tony and someone from the other park and they’d. get the trash. trashbags and ground trash. and then fuck off in the breakroom. you can’t weedeat or cut on weekends. there’s not much to do if there’s not trash. they deadass would nap. and now they’re SCREWED because danager’s there. i’m so sad the one guy from the other park wasn’t there today. I can not WAIT to find out what he thinks of danager. fascinating. i almost worked tomorrow too, of my own request because I missed so much. but im sO Glad i didnt i do not want to spend anytime around danager that i dont have to. he fucking sucks. anyways. working my first ever fourth of july was,,, eventful. it mostly consisted of trying to avoid danager and kicking it with liam and tony. and that’s stellar. I really like both of them. i love my fucking coworkers. except danager. fuck you. also! no one offered us food :( apparently there is usually good food ppl offer to you and :( :( i didnt get food. oh today at work was wild. im so sorry for this post. it’s a hefty one. is this the longest post i’ve ever made on tumblr? yes. if you made it this far good job. I saw two REALly great dogs. the one looked like a bear. the other was a gsd. good job. god i love this job.

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rapturedtoxicity · 7 years

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i gotta get off my ass and meet friends and shit" Friend: yeh its true Me: made me understand how important all that shit is to me kind of Friend: as you get older, you need to always make an active effort Friend: to stay on top of friends Me: yeh Me: cause i was very reliant on her in a way Me: and as much as i want that to be a thing still Me: it made me understand that i can also rely on other people Me: i can also look to other people Me: meet other people etc etc Me: i've come to understand that a lot of the things thatMe: meet other people etc etc Me: i've come to understand that a lot of the things that Me: i originally didnt like to do with her Me: or like Me: "didnt like" Me: it made me realize i was just being a shitter in my own world Me: i actually enjoy a lot of those things Friend: thats also a tricky thing tho Friend: like feeling that a bad aspect about you needs fixing Me: just didnt understand it cause i was so stuck in my loop Me: yeh sure maybe im just saying/doing that to make myself feel better unconsciously but at least its something right Me: a different perspective Me: like Me: i find myself Me: actually wanting to go on walks Me: i find myself actually wanting to do all this shit i thought i hated doing Me: i feel more awake in a sense Me: so while i still really want her back i think ive kind of found the light at the end of the tunnel in a way Me: a different light than i was originally searching for, maybe Me: but a light nonetheless Friend: i get you Friend: a little advice is try not to mention any "changes" you have Friend: personally its just better if a person realises your changes from seeing it first hand Friend: dont be that guy who promotes himself Me: yeh cause it'll maybe make her think im trying to change for her or something Friend: yeh Me: instead of actually changing Friend: dont advertise it ever Friend: just know what you're showing and how you're acting is a result of work and mentality Friend: if it shows it shows Friend: if it doesnt then who cares Friend: you do you for you Friend: it would just be good obv if the flower gets it without any assist Me: yeah Me: for sure Me: i think Me: if we end up hanging out again and shit Me: i'm pretty sure i'm still just gonna Me: want to ask her to go out for a walk and do shit and all that Me: because i feel that desire now Me: even if i'm making cuts on my arms and drinking like a maniac Me: like i still feel like im making progress Me: even if my current ways of coping with the pain are fucking retarded Me: and im very aware of that Me: i kinda feel like i can maybe learn from being a fucking moron for a little bit though Me: understand a bit better how that is, how the perspective switches you know Friend: yeh Me: notes to be had Me: dont advertise change Me: it gives the wrong impression Me: might make her think its superficial Me: uhhhHHh Me: stop being retarded at some point obviously Friend: tbh a big thing of being in your head too much Friend: is if you're not actually busy Friend: so try and do mre Friend: in the day Friend: tire yourself out Friend: budget your time bette Friend: r Friend: dont yolo days Me: i feel like being a moron and behaving irresponsibly for a bit is ok because this is the most painful shit ive gone through ever pretty much Friend: cus then you just think about shit you dont need to Friend: cus you've nothing better to do Me: yeh Me: plan shit Me: do things Me: make plans in advance etc etc Friend: that might help Me: i feel like Me: idk if im wrong abt this Me: but Me: i think it's okay to be a moron for a bit Friend: personally Friend: i mean it makes sense Me: obviously you're the fuckin logic sensei and all that Friend: but think of dota shitters who are like Friend: im 2k so i dont need to get dust Friend: cus at that point its ignorance after the fact Me: and, again: i'm actively referring to myself as a fuckin moron so i understand that this shit is just retarded Friend: like choosing the ignorance Friend: thats cool Me: but atm it feels like it's aight Friend: but like how i avoid saying sorry Friend: if you keep calling yourself a moron Friend: that word wont mean shit Me: it'll lose meaning yeh Friend: cus your brain will just go Me: i'll just say sth else lol Friend: ive called myself that for weeks Friend: /months Me: yeh Me: i get you Me: stops meaning anything Me: idk. maybe im just not ready to like Me: take the leap Friend: yeh see thats legit to accept Friend: things like that take some time Friend: some wisdom Me: yeah Friend: so you make the call when you think you're ready Friend: some people never are ready Friend: and need the push Friend: but give yourself a chance Friend: to figure it out yourself Me: i think i will know soon enough Friend: before you get pushed Me: yeah Me: i definitely needed the push Me: the breakup was a big push tbh Me: really shoved me in the deep of it Me: like i said Me: made me understand what i value and all that Friend: yeh thats something that sucks Friend: but its kinda nice to Friend: too* Me: yeh Me: bittersweet Friend: you def feel growth once you realise what you had Friend: after you loseit Friend: yeh Friend: you'll see things a little differently now Me: yeah Me: if things take off again with her Me: i'll understand better what i want and what she wants Me: the growth is a nice feeling despite all the shittiness Me: it's some what relieving i guess Me: to understand myself a little better Me: man my coworkers were constantly telling me to cover up the cuts today Me: felt kinda bad tbh Friend: it should Me: cause im not ashamed of them really Friend: you showing other people makes it their problem Friend: because you would rightfully say Friend: hey if you're a good person Friend: and you see someone in troble Friend: you'd help Friend: so you openly showing something wrong Friend: doesnt make it just a hraug problem Me: i guess that's true Friend: so its fine not to be ashamed Friend: but do it for the others around you Me: yeah Me: that's fair Me: i feel like its kind of important that Me: like Me: im not trying to show anything Me: does that make sense like Me: im not pulling up my sleeves as a cry for help im just trying to not get them dirty while i work Me: but i obviously understnad that people seeing that shit is gonna have some effect on them one way or another Me: im just kinda like Me: obviously its not as simple as saying "it's none of your business" but that's kind of how i feel anyways Me: cuz its not something that im trying to show Me: its not something i think people should worry about Me: because i dont worry about it Me: but maybe im just being ignorant Me: or sth Me: idk Friend: yeh you are Friend: just get some bandages and perma keep em on Friend: but again its just normal sadness that you're feeling its no different to a normal breakup, you should try for a week to not to cut or stuff Friend: cus its not a smart way to deal with sadness in general Friend: especially when its nowhere near as bad as just out right being rejected due to failure or anything else Me: thats true i guess Me: idk though. i feel like that argument just goes back to like Me: children in africa and all that shit Friend: yeh dw about that just think he this is how i feel in this situation Friend: so just try and understand why you're feeling the way you're feeling Friend: that'll help you tackle how you feel Friend: and in the future it will make sense Friend: you;ll see the same signs Friend: etc etc Me: yeah Me: i suppose Me: that is true. Me: dude im so drunk lmfao i was actually considering asking you if you wanted to see my cuts Me: lmfoashdjgk Me: complete retard over here Me: god damn Me: ugh Me: i think i need to sleep maybe Friend: lol well i understand why you'd say it Friend: it wont phase me Friend: but i wont condone it Me: nah Me: i get that Friend: yeh that's smart Me: im the same w that w other people Me: condoning is not good Me: but theres a difference between condoning and like Me: accepting Me: i guess? Friend: yeh Friend: but cutting is a last resort in my head Friend: so im surprised you jumped str8 there Friend: but again we're all diferent Friend: ff* Me: i Me: tried it at first Me: because i was kinda curious Me: wondered it if it'd do anything for me Me: cause i know some people that have done it and said it helped them cope Friend: yeh it def helps nodoubt Me: and i was curious cause i havent really found anything to cope Friend: but again Friend: in my head its a last resort Me: havent had any desire to play any games in the last week Me: which is my usual coping method Me: yeh Friend: i see Me: but we're all different Me: like you said Me: i gotta stop drinking Me: rofl Friend: hah Friend: ive heard that a trillion times Friend: its shameful Me: feels bad Me: feels kinda good Me: but it feels bad Friend: lol Friend: welcome to the drunk life Me: hahahha Me: yeh Me: im learning to drink through this actually Me: learning how to pace myself Friend: absinth was a tricky one for me Friend: hate the taste Me: never had it afaik Me: did my first tequila shot tonight Friend: you'll know when you taste it Friend: you cant taste anythign Me: shit was nasty Friend: but that Friend: you could lick a hobos ass Friend: and not taste anything Friend: but absinth Me: shit Me: is it as agressive as gin? Me: gin is fucking nasty Me: like eating the bark of an orange Friend: its like Friend: gin Friend: super saiyan steroids Friend: +10 Me: ugh Me: nvm then Friend: you gta try it Friend: if you do it Friend: have like a single shot Friend: as a first drink Me: how strong is it? Friend: so you can taste it and shit Me: yeh Friend: its the strongest there is i think Friend: like 60% Friend: something stupid Me: ohhh bitch Me: that is nasty Me: aight well Me: im gonna fucking Me: sleep Me: cheers for the chat dude Me: always a pleasure Friend: likewise Friend: nn dude

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Clone Wars Water War/Gungan Attack

Oh a mix-ed episode we haven’t had one of those in a while

Can’t remember if it was any good,

think it had something to do with the clones which was al right,

But other than that,

I-can’t remem- ber-

- Least it wasn’t on the tox list; (Something about rookies?)

Aight

Young-

Body-

I was honestly expecting Jar jar Binks,

You know given how a log -ical Re-statement And aquatic abilities might be of help)

Then again the other half is Gungan so maybe something happened

Also,

I’m sorry,

Whelp

Aight

Ackbar

Whelp

And...

So-rry

Ack

Right

And

Separatist

Like he doesn’t have any nationality?

Like he’s a shark person (Where did this guy come from?)

Oh, great

Let’s bring clones, To the peace talk,

Also it’s not even his clones

A company

Yeah I’m pretty sure three people don’t count as a company,

[Then again the numbers seem to shift]

Five guys than four guys I don’t know how many guys there are

Three?

Apparently?

Either way it doesn’t count as a company,

Pre-pare for an assault

Screw peace talks

E-scalation it is

Right,

Now,

Whelp

Weird to just have loops,

( But I’m not gonna question it)

Se- Nator-

Well- she’s agg- ressive,

W-help

He’s a general

(Generals don’t- really do the whole bodyguard thing, they do creating mass destruction,”

Might not want the obvious target next to your other obvious target

(two-in One-)

Mili- Tary-

Oh Thank god, I was worried they were going to go puppy dog eyes on me for a moment,

Job

Dick

Like, Dude’s

Savage -

(Damn

Every-one

Shit talking princy here-

Oh, he left

, Thank God,

(He needs more grooming said the adult man about the other adult which you can’t groom,

Feckin Boomers

(Like I respect how dude isn’t upset, Like, Some boomers talking shit? I don’t care don’t mind me I’ll just be here; With a juice Pouch,

J.k

A-ight

Like he’s just - Chill,

Ok, seriously was there a dec. of war?

Like where did these guys come from

How did they get them here

How?!

Just (mildly) how ?

Like,

As-

When was there even a dec?

(Dude was like we don’t wanna be here anymore,”

And Now,

We’re war ready

Like (minor) nitpick but I think we needed a few steps in between

We went from “I don’t want to talk to you anymore,” to “The army assembled,”

1-10

Think, that needed to be taken a little slower

(Only so many holes the brain can figure out,’

Plot

Qu- arian

Since, when?

‘Didn’t seem to be so when he went to talk to that dude’s son

Like,

Blood

Again, there’s a lot of steps ,skipped here

Whelp

Irony

(Is dude going to get blamed for this? )

We ordered all those clone troopers probably insti -gated this war because we wanted to take cover

Logic

Here

Saf e

Hey they actually treated him like an adult for once (The characters in the universe is doing pretty ok

Any

Okay

This isn’t surprising

you’ve known this since the beginning

[not like his father died in battle]

This is not a wise decision,

Again, he really hasn’t made a decision yet,

And like dude isn’t responsible for the older generation,

They decide-

War

Okay, Boomer

[you can practically see him roll- ing his eyes like, well the ir goes any chance of them treating me like an adult-

Oh no he just said fuck you,

aight

Light- ly

So is that scene with whatever the other leader is going to become relevant?

I assume it’s going to turn into some kind of like peace speech,

Weakest inspiration speech general

‘ We live here, Protect

*Weak, Mur mered Enth-usiasm - Pipe’s that can be shut down at any moment and that everyone can see - Okay that was a really stupid plan,

Like they seem to have fun with it and I’m not faulting them but that was-

Really stupid,

I thought he meant like I know a water current or a water direction,

Or what would make more sense the way through an underwater city,

Jedi

HAHAHA

I just finished watching and it does actually backfired horribly on them

So props on the writers for doing that semi-realistic ally.

Whelp, Okay

Also that dude just blip-ped by the screen like sup,”

‘Kay

Oh right he’s a damn general,

The guy that left “his kid” (Facetiously spoken,)

Good plan,

Also whatever happened to the Admiral?

The guy that usually deals with this shit?

Whelp,

Okay,

Whelp,

What?

T-ills

Seriously, we’re caring about her now?

(Though it does make sense

Padme and her do sit on the Council To Get Her.

Aight

Whelp-

An -

Whelp

Guess he is kind of a Aqua-tic, - Whelp - Now - Well-

Wh-

Jaws just intensified,

Also, How can you bite through metal?

Like don’t get me wrong I know sharks have a mighty powerful pair of chompers,

But not that strong,

Like they can cause a dent in it sure,

They- cannot do any beyond that damage,

(Unless it’s a real shit metal,)

Move

(Oh no, I’m so scared as an adult)

Like he is just a cheekiest little shit and I appreciate it,

In the optimistic non-snarky sense

“Yes so I will really stay away from the big scary shark man,”

Whelp

Neat

Wh-

Them

Let’s go murder some people! (Or bots)

Lead

WTF

(Like that is the look up generational “I wish you would stop making me Try to fight, Enabler,’

Like Dude has made it very clear he has no interest Spear

Confir-med spear

Force

Does force?

Back

Oh stop being over-involved balance of the force,

Okay,

S’up, right, till,

Ri-ght

Again, he’s not really doing anything,

And seems well able to handle himself,

As the adults just try to constantly pass off him to the next “babysitter,” (He’s an adult)

Good

So yeah how’s the other dude going to react to him shark guy trying to take a bite out of his friend’s son

On,

Em,

Don’t worry he’s just fruitlessly banging his head against the tunnel . . . Dude’s not the sharpest object... in the drawer there . Yeah and the thing seems pretty smartly made out of plastic

So dude’s just constantly bon- king his head

Whelp

Again this tunnel is the weirdest design-

Anyone can come in it, anyone can go out- It doesn’t seem to have any benefits- Like security -or direct path

(The speed doesn’t increase noticeably either,)

‘Frank, I want huge tunnels that go nowhere and do nothing everywhere,’ [Apologies to anyone that decides that as their chosen subjective ident-ification or any sim. pero)

‘but why,”

‘because it looks neat

Whelp Right, Okay,

Also what just happened?

Like he just bonked his nose Again.

That’s like screaming screaming “shark!” at an aquarium (Not a fan)

Reserves Better,

No shit

Also didn’t you just do something that destroyed the tube?

No?

It’s fine after that vehicle explosion?

(Pretty strong)

Also the droids came in so why can’t he just come through the front door?

You’re really counting on this dude being too stupid to know how doors work

(Facetiously)

Dude just decides to whack his face against the obviously unbreakable thing

(Supposedly)

The animation and logic is very flimsy and weird with this thing

Like swore I saw something shatter...

And water doing that weird pulling in thing .

Okay, seriously what is that animation right there?

Why does him smashing his face against the - plastic - wall- Cause

(I do really respect the animators but I really don’t think anyone really wanted to deal with the water physics,

Like, this screams ‘above water terrain’

I wouldn’t be surprised if this was like supposed to be one of those bug flying episode things,

The current isn’t really explained

- (Maybe air?)

But this episode really doesn’t speak ‘it was designed for underwater,’

Yep, completely safe-

How?!

Like I’m not gonna fault it to harshly because it wasn’t showing in a flash- back or narrative endorsed- Info

Deliv.

[A.k.a. it wasn’t informed 100% true by the narrative]

Like, “Youngling,” Where if it showed a flashback of Ahsoka, as like, baby, And said it was like 13 days ago, I would be rabid,

Or went out of it’s way to specifically em- phasize-

But now that still bothers me

That’s bordering on the line of breaking in universe physics)

Plot

Oh yeah Fisto’s just standing around doing nothing,

Okay?

Why

What Happ- ened-

Ai-

Why?

What?

Okay-

- - What?

Um- Hm, Coral

Sup

Aight

Uh-hm

Okay,

S’up

Right- -

Also, dude just completely bailed on his assault.

Writers...

I need some explanation here.

What?

Why?

[Did he eat Charr?

Jelly

[Also, where the hell did you come from?

Like, who is we?

Do you know nothing about - your people beside you

Like where did you come from how - do work

Ok,

I-

Ai-

How are you in one piece alive?

Also, yeah how?

Terms

Su-rrender

Yeah,

Or a peace talk?

(Like what is the damn order of this thing.?

Aight.

Oh right, the quarian are the other guys?

Begin

[I don’t even know how the first one started so -sure

What?

Okay?

Jelly Fish-

Okay- Right

Mm-hm

Okay-

Okay, animal or a ship?

I can’t tell

What the heck-

Ai-

Why don’t you just not shoot them?

Why?

It’s A Light.

Like they don’t even know they dropped these things so this could just be some weird species from down under they never saw?

Why does everyone go to shoot first and ask questions later?

[looks at title,

Never Mi nd-

Ai-

Right-

Now

S’up-

Okay-

This, “ yes I’m so intimidating look at me,” Charr, Is incredi -bly done,

Everyone else is playing serious war soldiers, he’s ... Just like Fuck your - boomer bullshit - Tr-

Pr-

Feck You-

Jedi;

I feel like unnecessarily escalating the situation.

You?

Stupid

‘ Also wait on his orders - gives the order-

I like how he’s just like fecking boomers-

Like, the second he gets into it - it’s not fun anymore

Like;

A metal army and several thousand people likely dying

Fine

Five jelly boys, Two Get ting- Shock-

RUN!

[his priorities are so ass back-wards-”

C-aves

He didn’t order anything he just answered your question,

- Oh, The innocent jelly bois- - ?

- Ani-mation - Why? - Ai

Why-

Hey, why are the jelly boys no glow?

[Are they sad... Cause you killed their friend?

. Uhm

Wha-?

Ai-

Aight-

Sir

Ok-

Sir-

So Long.

Why? . Separatist ...

Also dude went from a semi-caring person to

To sna -rcking at the villain for how ineffectual he was at murder -ing people..

Hands

Mood? Aight-

Dude gonna-

[OK they just really focused on that trooper -or whatever it was,”

I-

Ick

I wish I could’ve done more

I wish I could’ve en-able-d the military complex more

Literally nothing

Besides enable your abuser ... [Oh shit this was season 4 for my bad,]

An explanation would be nice.. - Pretty much sums up the episode,

There’s a noticeable drop in quality specifically with animation,

Though that doesn’t necessarily make it bad,

Just damn confusing - And non-consequential - It’s still pass is the basic decency landmarks- Of a readable story And no normalization of toxic ideals)

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