#but i genuinely cant fucking do anything about it and i cant walk fast bc i Cant and bc when i try i become more accident prone
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Hate how all my motor functions and sight just fuck off when I get tired
#gamer txt.#my eyesight gets worse im more prone to headaches walking is more of a chore and i become significantly more stumbly#i dont trust myself to walk up stairs without holding onto a railing but i get tired and pulling myself up with the railing is not possible#i just slam myself into the side of a wall and hope my not holding onto anything wont fuck me when i inevitably stumble#twice today ive stood up and immediately fallen back down wnd had to take a moment to try again#the last time that happened was during the punishment when i was literally too physically weak to do it! what the fuck is my body doing??#i know i talk about my little penguin waddle in a humorous way but it is so upsetting that that is the only fuvking way i can walk safely#and even then i still stumble sometimes! the danger control is just easier#its noticeable and people dont take me seriously because im legitimately waddling and it sucks bc i just dont want to hurt myself#and when i walk normal my legs constantly veer off and get in eachothers way and that also looks stupid#but i genuinely cant fucking do anything about it and i cant walk fast bc i Cant and bc when i try i become more accident prone#and then i get tired and my already poor motor skills just shut the fuck off#i keep thinking im going to fall down the stairs and i keep nearly doing it via stumbling or suddenly losing balance#oh! and my balance! it used to be so good now i fucking fall over when im just standing still! what the fuck is thst about??#why the hell am i going to a crowded public place that requires a lot of walking tomorrow#i really really didnt think about tgat did i#vent#ig?#sorry i just. i remember that i never used to think about how i move and i get really upset that now i have to or i hurt myself#although ive gotten better about veering off into door frames so. thats something
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give me all your jrwi headcanons that are vastly different from canon and the ship you’d make canon if you could :)
5. Do you have any headcanons that differ drastically from canon?
Alrightalright besides.My history as a fish guy DAKOTA FUCKING COLE.WOUDLVE LOST SO MUCH MOBILITY. i fucking mean it he cant run as fast (even before he got his powers), his ability to move his fingers properly in complex ways is fuckin gone and sometimes while hes walking the steps get shorter and shorter until his legs just need to REST, even with a simple short walk. even with the training. even with it all he still got effected by losing his superpowers (which where overpowering his body and mind). ill die on this hill
Vyncents fucked up from not being in fauna, like physically. the air hes breathing is different the food he eats is different and its an every day barrier he has to deal with. he is NOT going to be from a different world and adjust to prime perfectly HELLLLL FUCKING NO !!! this goes for when the pd when to fauna also.They got fucked uip and where SICK for fucking WEEKS after. it commonly fucked with them and their ability to fight, i dont care I Dont its what happened
Kian being heavily involved with the metal scene in a queer sense. he has a failed career and is not even actually doing anything in it, but in my mind he observed the culture from a far and obsessed over being able to join it (not only join it, but join it with company). in my mind he knows he fucking Knows, he knows all the secret tells and what things come from he just never touched it until he could fake being a real star. My Character Now
I have more but my memory is weird and also Unreliable so theh arent coming to me
11. You can make one ship canon, which do you choose?
i have.Afew bc im sick and twisted anyways Swordfish for fucking sure. like i genuinely think itd do something for gillion to have someone from his home (even if it was SUPER different) that like.Isnt going behind his back trying to protect him or has these Big fucked up secrets or hates the oversea. Like he can love his home, be seperated from it and still want it to be safe <- things mightve changed in 100 and 101, dont know i havent watched it yet but im assuming not bc there wouldve been discussion about it
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𝚈𝚞𝚓𝚒 𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒 𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚝 𝚑𝚌𝚜
࿐ character(s): Yuji Itadori
࿐ genre: sfw, soft/fluff
࿐ type: headcanons (hcs)
࿐ requested by: anon
⌦ male!reader (he/him)
⌦ dating hcs
⌦ 'Can I get some headcannons for Itadori Yuji please? You can choose what it’s about, it’s just that there’s not a lot of content for him without sukuna or megumi being there, so if you could do some standalone yuji I’d REALLLYYY appreciate it :D’
A/N: on it anon! please note that these are my hcs of them and if you do not agree with any of them, that is completely okay. just dont come @ me for it- (kinda finished this quickly- so its not my best.)
𝙸𝚝𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚒:
→ i’m unsure what his love language would be, i kinda have a feeling he’s a mixture of some??? like yknow?
→ physical affection, quality time, fuckin’- words of affirmation.
→ he would love to be encouraged, especially after a tough day (cough junpei cough) it really makes his day and even if he’s not having a rough day being dragged around as a sorcerer. he would still love it nonetheless.
→ it makes him feel more stronger and hella confident knowing its from his boyfriend. he just- fucking loves it, and he’ll admit it. maybe blush a little when he does because he doesn’t want to seem weak to you </3
→ Itadori finds your voice oh so calming- like damn,, he can fall asleep to it any day and have no complains. and if you feel insecure about it he will not hesitate to tell you otherwise! but will not pressure you to speak up when you dont want too.
→ but he’d love to hear you talk. about anything.
→ quality time with him would just be dates- tons of them.
→ he would even just count a little walk in the park or around the city as you both get some snacks along the way.
→ mans definitely would do shit like arcade n movie dates- even like bringing you to his favorite fast food places just to eat and chat with you. often making dumb jokes and telling funny stories he’s experienced before and after becoming a sorcerer.
→ if Nobara ever figures out he’s been having dates with you- anywhere cheap- she would bark at him and scold him about it. making Itadori learn and glow up his dates much better.
→ would definitely pull you into dates without warning. he just- really wants to hang out with you okay?
→ Itadori’s main goal whenever he’s training, is just to become strong to protect you (and everyone ofc- but you’re his number one priority.)
→ definitely cuddles! anywhere and anytime.
→ honestly doesnt give a fuck about if he’s big or little spoon. he wouldn’t complain about it.
→ big spoon? he would let you rest on his chest and mess with your hair, just petting n ruffling it. if he cant touch your hair he’ll just stare at your comfortable state, admiring every feature of you. his arms wrapped over your back as you listen to his heartbeats, and him listening to your soft breathing.
→ little spoon? would nuzzle his face into your clothes. would rest his head onto your chest, stomach, thighs, lap- anywhere- as you run your hands through his short pink hair as he rambles on about his day.
→ often telling dumb stories and moments about/with Gojo, Nobara, and Megumi. might mention what old stories too!
→ i feel like he’s the type who’s semi-into PDA, not too much but not too little. he would hold your hand at least. will kiss you on the cheek, forehead, and hand softly but will only give you a quick peck on the lips in public.
→ if he does kiss you, you could tell he was flustered with the brush of flush across his cheeks and possibly ears. he tries not to do it too much bc Sukuna often interrupts it- and he gets teases about it from his friends.
→ Itadori wants to know more about you. he really does- and will try to talk to you slowly and not make you feel uncomfortable about anything. eventually if he sees you opening up and talking more often, he will listen. he fucking will. just staring, nodding, and humming a reply to notify he is. eyes stuck on your figure shimmering in adoration. he really loves you the more you go on-
→ the more he knows about you, he’ll plan more dates efficiently and better! like how you deal well with crowds, allergies, anything- he’ll try not to forget, but at least you know he’s trying.
→ if Itadori knows your taste of music, or if you listen to it often (and/or as a coping mechanism.) he would try to make song playlists for specifically you- and about both of you. he would secretly have a playlist that reminds him of you everytime, he wouldn’t admit this (yet.)
→ i bet he can cook better than the average person, so he’s out here making you food randomly. giving it to you whenever he sees you or can.
→ whenever he is cooking in the kitchen of the same vicinity, he wouldn’t mind you helping or just sitting there to keep him company. he likes your prescence 24/7, wouldn’t complain about it.
→ wouldn’t hesitate to talk to you with his friends. he would not- genuinely he loves talking about you, in the good way of course. saying positive things about you, the blush on his cheeks deepening if he goes on and on. slowly realizing he’s really head over heels for you.
→ continuing on the arcade dates- adding the addition of carnival/festival dates, he will try to get you at least ONE plush prize from a game. especially the ones that has caught your beautiful eyes. he’s determined to get it for you and honestly nothing will stop him till he gets you it, he wants to see you happy.
→ once you do get that plush you saw hanging off onto the side, the pure wholesome expression on your face never fails to make him fall 1000000000000 times more. and he’s just blinking blankly at your face.
→ seeing the blinding smile you gave him as you thanked him and nuzzled the toy, before giving him a quick peck on the cheek that snapped him out of his daze.
→ ‘.....god i’m gonna marry y/n one day.’
#at-dusk;- 🌆#folder 📁;- 𝙹𝚞𝚓𝚞𝚝𝚜𝚞 𝙺𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚗#yuji itadori x male reader#yuji itadori x reader#yuji itadori headcanons#yuji itadori hcs#x male reader#x reader#jjk x male reader#jujutsu kaisen x male reader#jjk x reader#jujutsu kaisen x reader#jjk headcanons#jujutsu kaisen headcanons#jjk hcs#jujutsu kaisen hcs#headcanons#hcs
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Hi!! I don’t know if you’re doing requests rn but can you do a scenario with Kirishima, midoriya, Bakugou and todoroki learning dance moves with their s/o?? (The woah, milly rock, driving the boat, etc.)
GIRRLLLLLLL
my first ask!!!! ayyeeeeee, what it do babyyyyy
k, i’m done but thank you sm for asking! and for future reference, i’m open for scenarios/imagines/anything lmao
i hope you like it!
Characters: Kirishima, Midoryia, Bakugo, and Todorkoki
Warnings: a serious case of fucking it up (ass throwing as well??)
PG-13
y’all, i couldn’t help myself hehe
A/N: the gag is, i was literally just turning up to my good sis Megan Thee Stallion and Rico Nasty so this should be fun
Kirishima Eijrou:
the best hype man and dont @ me on it
It was after hours and, outside of U.A., the night was quite peaceful, for the most part. Most were tucked in their bed, fast asleep, but some of the young future heroes of Japan were wide awake. That included you and Kirishima.
You spent the night showing him some of your favorite Western music videos. He recognized some of the long-time globally famous ones like Beyoncé, Nicki Minaj, and Rihanna (who you both had a crush on). You had tried showing him the moves to Single Ladies and Super Bass, but he couldn’t quite get.
“C’monnn, just jut your hip out more,” he laughed.
Kirishima made a face before dramatically sticking his hind up. You punched his arm to which he broke out in laughter.
“Ahh, I’m just hopeless,” he shrugged.
You rolled your eyes. “No, no! You got the shoot, but you have to know more. There’s gotta be something.”
“What about him?”
You looked at the video suggestion he motioned towards, and your brows shot up in excitement.
“DaBaby! Of course!”
“DaBaby?”
“I’m about to change your life.”
It only took one watch for Kirishima to pick up on the DaBaby shoulder, BOP dance, and fist pound. He was a natural and went hard on it.
*and his muscles looked real nice all flexed like that but that’s besides the point~*
You two spent the late hours running through all his Albums and EPs, dancing and hyping one another up. It was so fun that you two ended up having to take a shower because of how sweaty y’all were.
The fist to thigh pound was now you two’s celebratory dance each time one of you made an accomplishment.
You both passed a test?
DaBaby.
Won a team competition?
DaBaby.
Made it through a battle alive?
DaBaby.
Midoryia Izuku:
i’m sorry but it’s like cannon this boi cant dance, but bless his heart, he really tries
You should’ve just sat down and ate your food, but, of course, you didn’t care about priorities when it came to tiktok. (just bear with me y’all)
It was an unhealthy obsession you wouldn’t admit to. You spent hours on it. Ochako had gotten you hooked on after she kept sending you tiktok dances to learn with the girls. It was fun though, especially since dancing was something you loved to do. You still kept up with your grades, so there wasn’t much harm in it.
But then, you made a mistake.
You were eating lunch with your boyfriend and watching a tiktok Momo had sent in your groupchat. The two girls in the video were dancing before they hit the woah on the beat drop.
Izuku heard the music and looked over at what you were watching.
“What’s that?” he asked.
“Oh, it’s these two girls dancing. They’re really good!”
You showed him the video and it was like he’s found his life’s purpose.
“W-what was that? At the end!?”
“Uhh, it’s called the woah?”
“Do you know how to do it?”
“Yeah–”
“Teach me!”
So you spent the lunch period teaching him the move. It wasn’t very complicated, but you found that he had no sense of rhythm and flow. It took a couple YouTube tutorials and then some for him to decently grasp the concept. When lunch was over, he kissed and hugged you like you were his savior.
“Thank you for showing me! I must show the others!”
You were so confused.
But you didn’t know you created a monster.
That is ALL this man does now!
You’ll see him in the mornings. “Hey Izuku!”
“Hey y/n!”
Hits the woah.
He answers a question correctly?
Hits the woah.
He answers a question incorrectly?
Hits the woah.
Beats Bakugo in a competiton.
Hits the woah.
Bakugo did not appreciate that.
He downloaded tiktok and 80% of the videos are of him and/or someone else hitting the woah.
All Might has asked you if your boyfriend is going through something. You just pinch your nose.
Bakugo Katsuki:
won’t outwardly admit to knowing how to dance, but when the time comes, he’s ready for anything
also! i’m inlcuding african moves in this one, hope you dont mind
Sometimes, when you two aren’t doing anything in particular, you’ll try and teach him some moves. He’ll usually sneer about not wanting to learn and how dumb it was. You fake cry and he begrudgingly does it (bc when you cry he panics)
There are multiple snapchat videos of you putting on Shatte Wale or EL (Lomi) and you two doing the shaku shaku or azonto. You were surprised when he picked up other moves like dougie, lean back, and jerkin.
The music was blasting in his room and you two were following the Walk It Out music video, dancing, copying what you could and just having fun with one another. At first, Bakugo was a bit stiff, embarrassed that he was even indulging in something like this, but he saw the happy look on your face and set a tiny bit of his pride aside.
Plus, you were actually kinda good and he wasn’t gonna let you show him up on something he knew he was good at.
“Ayyee, okay Bakugo! You kinda lit!” you cheered.
The genuine praise made him blush. “I don’t know what you thought this was, but of course I can dance, idiot!” he exclaimed, trying to fight his sudden embarrassment with how into it he was getting.
You laughed at him and he was about to cuss you out until you gasped.
Suddenly, your favorite song by Saweetie came on and your face fell into all seriousness as you broke out in dance. He sputtered when you sensually moved your body over to him, taking his hand and turning so your body so your back was to him.
“Well if you’re so good, why don’t you prove it,” you challenged.
He was confused until you circled your hips and he automatically followed your lead. Bakugo’s prior bashfulness left him and a proud grin spread across his lips, eyes half-lidded with desire.
“Oh, bet.”
You bent forwards, hands on your knees as you threw it back on him–and he caught it just fine. This was his kind of dancing. He was a beast in clubs. (ofc you’re 18+).
It wasn’t like it was anything new to him. You two have had many many opportunities to practice.
When “Red Nose” came on, it was over.
Well, the dancing was over~
Todoroki Shoto:
hits the meanest milly rock and you cant convince me otherwise
*youre in an American club for this one and you all are most certainly 21+*
You two were overseas for a vacation. Well, it was supposed to be a trip for a business convention, and he was going as the next heir to his father’s company, but who wouldn’t use this as a getaway?
Plus, a chance to show your boyfriend where you come from?
And on Endeavor’s dime? Say less.
You were going out to a club downtown with your Shoto and your friends and their partners. It would be a nice de-stressor for the long day you and Todoroki had handling business.
At first, Todoroki was a bit hesitant. You offered to have a dance practice, but he softly declined. He wasn’t one to go out and you didn’t push it.
But then he saw you in that tight outfit, the one that makes your ass pop, and he grabbed the keys before you could.
The sooner you went, the sooner y’all could get back home for the real party.
Anyway–
At first, you two are just standing and talking, enjoying one another’s company. You’re a bit tipsy when you’re friends drag you onto the dance floor and you let loose. Todoroki’s watching you with a soft smile and then talking to your friends’ partners before they prompt him to take a couple shots.
He might be one of the fiercest heroes in Japan, but mans can’t hold his liquor.
He sees you dancing and can’t help but miss the way your body feels in his hands. You both make eye contact and he’s suddenly making a b-line for you.
*Big Ole’ Freak by Megan Thee Stallion begins*
Todoroki is working his hardest to catch all the ass you’re throwing, using his hands and the support from the people behind him. He won’t let his good sis Todoroki Tina down.
He’s pretty damn good at catching.
Y’all are sin on the floor. So much so that your friends are HOLLERING.
“FUCK IT UP Y/N!!!”
“LET’S GOOOO SHOTO”
“CATCH THAT ASS, BRO!!”
“BITTTCHHH!!!”
*Cue Pour It Up by Rihanna*
The music changes, and suddenly, both of you are facing each other, hittin’ the folks and slowing down the nae nae. Nasty Freestyle by T-Wayne comes on, and you guys are the center of attention.
Let me tell you…it was perfection.
The City Girls came on and Todoroki amps it up—you rapping the lyrics as he dances. (He loves the City Girls as much as he does Meg and hopes a woman scams his dad like that)
But you even lose your shit when Shoto starts to milly rock. He’s got the entire club hyping him up.
The next day, you both are watching videos from last night. Your brows shot up in surprise at how natural he was. You both were kinda shook.
“I’ve never seen you dance a day in your life. Where did this come from?” you asked, a genuine pitch in your tone.
Shoto was just as clueless as you.
“I have no idea.”
#bnha#bnha scenarios#mha x reader#mha x black reader#mha x poc!reader#mha bakugo#mha midoriya#mha todoroki#mha kirishima#bnha todoroki#bnha midoriya#bhna bakugou#bnha kirishima#mha scenarios#mha imagines#bnha imagines#THROW THAT ASS#todoroki tina would be proud#bnha x y/n#mha x y/n#bnha x reader
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explorers of arvus: the heart of arvus / 3.3.21
short session today! nyx was getting his hair done for like 5 hours and its now 9 pm and i am very tired and want to sleep but i will power through it for taure's sake
oh yeah btw this is the session where taure is gonna not. taure is gonna go on vacation and pet puppies and i am going to lie facedown in a ditch
LAST TIME WITH THE WYLD KNIGHT-- wait no. yes, michael did in fact mix up the names of the 2 groups
LAST TIME WITH THE HOPE'S GUARD we are on a rock! in the sky! i dont remember who went up and who didnt. oh i dont think any of us went up i think we just threw kaepora in there
oh the elf is a liar there is TOTALLY enough room for all of us to vibe up there.
i have straight up not been posting any of my notes to tumblr. i should do that after this. hrm
[ AND THEN I DIDNT ]
OH HEY last session was 2.2 and today is 3.3 thats really cool. i swear im awake and paying attention
ELF REMINDS TAURE OF HOUSE ROTHAAL which is the house of friendly elves we helped in artevon!
her name iiiiis Velna i think! time for wine mom taure. hey why does f.lux disable when i open discord. weait no it doesnt im just mildly insane tonight
silje has learned cloning
@ future leos I AM SO FUCKING SORRY this is a horrible disaster ball of leo+ica+k and we are Not Awake and i am. struggling.
oh hey a feedback failed in blaseball. poor NaN. URGH OKAY LEOS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS
these are going to be the worst notes ever
[charlie voice] pog-gers!
velna's been staying in the heart of arvus studying history stuff! shes been trying to restore & translate things OH TIME FOR THORNE TO SHINE
silje has entered silly mode. this cat loves books
HEY WHY DOES VELNA HAVE TORTURE INSTRUMENTS? I SPACED OUT FOR A HOT SEC theres like. a cage with blood in it. blood cage
oh my god im struggling so much. are we dying yet
okay no we're not dying yet, but the water dripping from the tree roots is Super poisoned
charlie found a hidden chamber w a teleportation spell circle in it! hooray i am accomplishing things
detect poison can apparently detect how good wine is (it cant)
we're drinking incredible wine out of the fantasy equivalent of shitty dollar store mugs
OH HER NAME IS VALNA. Valna Rothaal! shes been on arvus for 16 years. waow
if charlie isnt doing anything in a scene shes gonna just be default dancing. im sorry. i just have the :cope: emoji on loop in a tiny corner of my brain
[ this is what :cope: is ]
PEPPER IS HERE pepper is gone. goodbye pepper
thorne is rolling to infodump
THORNE HAS FINALLY ROLLED A NAT1 ON THE INFODUMP
THORNE IS TALKING ABOUT BLASEBALL?
thorne is really excited to talk about blaseball, the hit sport from the feywild
...VALNA'S BEEN RAISING UNDEAD?
huh. she says halvkar lost control of the undSH'ES LEARNING FROM HALVBKAR? HALVKAR IS HER TEACHEWR?
SCREAMINGG
charlie: i cant fuckin believe this shit, my dudes.
NOOOO SILJE IS GONNA CRYYYYYYYYYY HE THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA HAVE A GOOD DAY
taure: [gets angsty]
charlie: MMMM,,,,
"charlie pulls out one of the bottles of alcohol shes been carryin around for like, 3 years real-time, pops it open, and hands it to silje"
charlie, genuinely concerned: good luck with your studies, uh... try not to get yourself killed. itd suck if you died.
LMAO THORNE WARNED HER THAT CHARLIE'S A PYROMANIAC charlie has self-restraint! ..........sometimes!
solar: thorne is not responsible for the fact that i am stupid.
LMAO sieron walks through the portal but with his cloak of billowing active. gg sieron
kali: that was fast--
taure & thorne: [attempting to explain]
charlie: HHEEEUUUURUUGGHGHGHHhh
i swear my charlie voice is getting more and more nasal.
charlie: hey, real quick taure, when did you become racist again?
(taure is pissy at elves bc tragic family backstory. elf beef. eeef)
charlie: that was a whole situation up there-- i am not dabbing on purpose--
oh she mentioned that fjolnir isnt from the outer plane. that might be important.
Back To Camp!
we have chosen to [SPARE] Valna Rothaal. this action will have consequences
charlie now knows the teleportation signature to the heart of arvus! so like, if we're ever able to teleport fast travel stuff, we can just go there i think! neat.
taure turns around and... suddenly gets dizzy. and starts stumbling around. anD PASSES OUT?
OH COOL SO. TAURE SEES A PITCH BLACK SKY W A SINGLE YELLOW EYE LOOKING AT HER AND PASSES OUT. AND THATS THE END OF THE SESSION. GREAT GREAT GREAT
leos: did the other party kill her?
michael: They Tried.
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michael: its a shame, i was looking forward to you fighting your first legendary monster
leos: MMRRGHGHHHH;;; [fear.jpg]
yeah michael expected us to try and murder valna but instead we were just disappointed in her life choices. neat.
TAURE CANONICALLY HAS SLEEPY BITCH DISEASE or rather the sudden twist at the end was something planned for a while now and penn told michael to just have it kick in whenever. neAT.
#leo chirps#ttrpg#explorers of arvus#:cope:#i was listening to a scu!slimecicle fanmix while posting this and the gigapuddi song came on and i was ready to throw hands#oh man i have motw later today. this is finew
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your dustin opinions are impeccable. also, would you mind elaborating on what your problems with the scoops troop plot? something about it has never sat completely right with me but i'm not sure how to put it into words
yeah for sure! to start out i’ll say that the scoops troop plotline was probably my favorite of the season, as in i had the most fun watching it. obv im biased because whichever group steve is in will probably be the most entertaining to me, i adore him, but it was also due largely to robin’s presence and the chemistry that i think joe maya gaten and priah all had as a group. that being said though i think the plotline was handled in a really weird, lowkey eerie way that all comes down to tone.
stranger things started out as a drama. like, when it’s recognized in awards shows it’s in the drama category, which puts it up against shows like game of thrones, the handmaid’s tale, shows that tend to have really serious, oftentimes dark content. it fits because stranger things IS dark. it draws inspiration from classic horror movies, characters die, usually in pretty horrible ways, children are traumatized, etc. that’s not to say that there hasn’t ever been humor in the show before scoops troop, obviously there has been, but on the whole the show had a pretty dark premise and a lot of dramatic moments that are written 100% to be dramatic. there tended to be a really good balance of knowing when to keep the tone serious and when to lighten it up a bit. in season three, i personally felt like the duffers decided to try to make the show both a drama and a comedy in equal measure, and their way of doing that was to keep the dark content matter but to make the lighthearted tone more frequent, and that manifested mostly in the scoops troop. it’s made a little worse by the fact that steve, dustin, and erica are undoubtedly comic relief characters. steve’s entire character since season one has pretty much been delegated to being laughed at, dustin has always been the kid with the most jokes and the least emotional arcs, and erica was literally made a season regular based on the fact that people thought she was funny in season two. also, i think the duffers lowkey realized how ridiculous the russian plotline is so they figured adding humor and making the russian general so cartoonish would relieve some of the audiences disbelief that this would ever happen. the result you get is really fucking weird, though.
right away it’s strange how casual they are about everything. i think the duffers were going for like “these clueless children were just having fun and they accidentally stumbled into a dark deadly secret” but it doesn’t really work when they see men with giant guns and think “okay anyways, how are we gonna get past them?” you can argue that steve and dustin have been desensitized, but robin and erica haven’t. once the elevator drops, they become reasonably freaked out and for the first time you get the since that they’re genuinely scared, but even then it’s treated as a joke. again, this isn’t the first instance of this happening in stranger things. steve has a meltdown every single season and it’s always been used for humor during a serious moment, but in seasons one and two it was just a momentary break from the intensity of whatever was happening. in season three, the jokes are consecutive. steve has his meltdown, then there’s a conversation about him liking robin, then there’s a piss joke (??) like there’s never a moment where they stop and really consider that like damn we’re trapped underground with no food or water and no hope at anyone figuring out where we are. that would all be okay if that was the extent of it, because characters on stranger things have had much worse fates than being slightly dehydrated, but then it takes a super sharp turn and becomes irredeemably dark. when i was watching the season for the first time i found it insanely jarring how fast it goes from steve being completely fine to steve being covered in blood. the duffers clearly want to keep up the routine of him getting beaten up, and they go a little harder on him every time, so this being the third time means he’s like pretty seriously injured. i would say the only scene the scoops troop gets that’s 100% serious is the one where they bring steve back to the room and robin is like “what did you do to him” and all that. that was good! that was realistic! but as soon as he’s awake again they switch back to banter and ahaha steve confuses his left and right bc he’s dumb. the thing that Really gets me is that the season 3 trailer used the shot of him getting jabbed with the needle in a very deliberate way to get people to theorize and be like “season 3 steve harrington DIES???” so like obviously they knew how dark it looked out of context. the thing is like......even WITH context it’s dark!! like the duffers were like “so at this point steve and robin, the oldest of whom just graduated high school like a month ago, are going to be tied up and drugged against their consent (after physical violence didn��t work) to get them to confess information that they literally don’t know. and it’s gonna be fuckin hilarious :) one of them is gonna almost get his fingernails removed by pliers haha” and it’s batshit crazy.
the best way to really realize how insane it is is to rewatch the older seasons. i rewatched season one recently and when the scene where hopper is interrogated came on, i was like wait hold the fucking phone. he’s just getting tased. and it was treated SO SERIOUSLY in comparison to when steve who is at most 19 years old gets knocked unconscious during an interrogation and later says his ears are ringing and he cant breathe. the scene where nancy and jonathan are surrounded by all the lab employees at the park is super unsettling and eerie and you’re like oh shit these two teenagers just walked right into a government secret. when there are russians surrounding steve and robin with guns, they put in a joke about dustin quoting a movie at them.
im not saying that this is Problematic or Immoral or anything like that. this isnt like a duffer brothers call out post. like i said, this was still my favorite storyline in the season. i actually think it’s weirdly fascinating. like you know when they take trailers for like, high school musical and just add scary sound effects and editing to make it look like a horror movie? it’s the same premise as the scoops troop. it’s a super dark premise but with jokes and writing that makes it seem like a fun goofy coming of age story. if the duffers were Intentionally trying to do a subversion where they’re like “look we tricked you into laughing while these children were traumatized and nearly killed” i think that wouldve been brilliant. i don’t really think that’s what they were going for, though. i think they accidentally put all their comic relief characters into one group and wanted as many laughs as they could get to break up the drama of the other groups. it just so happened that they also almost tore steve’s fingernails out with pliers :///
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Dino Rant (Nov 27 + Other Side Tales)
My siblings are currently mad at me. Here’s what went down.
Tagging: @akaskira @ce-la @caratheillustrious Who are all practically my spiritual online older sister/sage advice givers and @lizard-in-the-rain who can be an idiot along with me.
For context:
Ate = Sister
Kuya = Brother
* My dad and I have a rocky past because he’s very old-fashioned, hasn’t been always supportive about my mental health, and is really old and out of date (especially about LGBTQ, feminism, HK protests, etc.)
* My sister also has a rocky past with me but has since calmed down a little thanks to old age (she’s 23)
* My brother is constantly busy with school (and stressed), is still mourning his breakup after a few months which continues to salt his wounds (not because his ex is crappy but she’s really nice. He’s having a bit of trouble still.), and is a very sensitive person (more sensitive than my sister)
Further in, you can see what happened at the orchestra concert on Saturday. For context, you can check out a previous rant.
Me: Dad got some bad oil burns.
I was in the family room as he was yelling “[MOM NAME x 3] WHAT DO I DO WITH OIL BURNS?”
Mom was upstairs and didn’t hear
They are kinda big
He’s upset
Ate: What the
why didn't you help him call mom????
did you???
yike
oil burns are no joke bc they hurt for longer bc water just steams away but oil sticks and keeps burning
and the scars are worse
Me: Uh... I was scrolling on tumblr? I don’t know. I thought he already put ice.
Ate: smh
Me: But looking back, I heard the water running for less than a minute.
Ate: LOL
Me: And never heard the freezer open
Ate: water won't help unless you use soap anyways
Me: So I thought he did that but he was really just yelling for mom
He didn’t even ice it. He said he ran some water over it.
Ate: make sure you help if someone yells for help next time even if you think it's handled bc if a person is panicking/in pain they're likely not thinking straight to help themselves
speaking from experience
Me: Mom tried to give him advice now and he just walked away going “uh huh”
Ate: even I know to put my hand under cold running water and ice it but I've definitely not done that when I've burnt myself before
I would be pretty choked too if there were 2 other people in the house and neither of them came to help me when I got oil burns
Me:
Mom was upstairs and couldn’t hear. I thought he was crying wolf as usual.He yells for mom around three times on a daily basis
Ate: fair
but fr next time take the 5 seconds to check bc sometimes bad things happenesp if all you hear is a thud
Me: “[Mom Name x 3 again] I CANT FIND THE [blank]!!!”
Mom: it’s been in the same spot for over a decade. Look with your eyes.
Me: Mom does that once every other day (has a big thud) usually because something broke.
When I heard the yell this time, I thought it was because he knocked something over.
Dad is always yelling
He even asked mom how to make the rice
And didn’t make it because she didn’t answer fast enough
Dad is a drama queen. That’s where we all get it from.
Ate: I mean
Kuya: Tf is this situation
How can you ignore someone in need of help
Regardless of who it is
Doesn't it hurt to see someone suffering
Me: I didn’t see anything
Kuya: Unless you hold extreme animosity
Like they killed your mom or something
I have to hand something in by 10
But I find this quite upsetting
Me: I didn’t see anything, and the last thing he yelled was an oil burn, and the only advice I had was water and ice which I thought he already did.
Me (in response to animosity): Not extreme, but living with him with only me as the child has screwed a lot of things up.It has taken a toll on my sympathy for people (or whatever is left)
Ate: Same but he's still our dad?
Me: Eh, I honestly thought it was a small thing until I saw it.
Ate: I have only shreds of respect for him left but idk if I would go as far as to just overlook "oil burn" and figure "oh, I can't help so I'll ignore him" like that's a lil funny
Me: Again, when someone is constantly yelling, there’s a point where you don’t listen fully to what they’re saying. It only registered later that his burns might actually be serious and more than putting your fingertip on a hot pan. I also have little sympathy due to how he’s treated me during my past situations so honestly, I’ve little tolerance.
Afterwards, my mom called my sister who was absolutely hysterical and screaming on the other line to the point where my mom had to pull the phone away from her ear.
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Some Stupid Orchestra Stories:
Things I have said to my orchestra cohorts that might’ve scared them:
*sees me bump my instrument*
Trumpet: Ouch
Me (walking away): Snitches get stitches and end up in ditches, and dead men tell no tales.
Doug: What?
*sees me bump my bow*
Doug: Ouch
Me (tired because I was just excluded from the conversation today because no one would listen to what I had to say): I’m going to stab you
Doug: Pat, protect me!
Me: *tells anything about school*
Everyone: MAJOR CONCERN
(Examples: Kid said that this guy could have sex with his friend before she turned 21 by slipping a drug into her drink, kid saying he was going to hit a girl with a metal bar from the desk, kids smoking out back, kids make noise downstairs which causes the room I work in to shake, kids throwing stuff out car windows, kids brawling, my science teacher from regular school failing me for practically no reason)
More of an annoying incident from me:
Hannah: Who’re you messaging? Your girlfriend?
Sean: Yeah
Me: YOU’RE STILL TOGETHER?!
Sean: (sheepishly) yeah
To be fair, I get weirded out whenever they flash their privilege as semi-well off rich kids.
“Remember those special trips you get to take with your school to learn more about science? // Remember those international trips you take with your school club?”
Me: ...no?!
I’m not poor, I just dropped out of school before I could even go to my nearest McDonalds for a field trip.
But Doug is a little dumb sometimes. He doesn’t get my sense of humour (understandable), but he’s a little ignorant towards not-privileged people.
He literally said he goes to sleep at 9:30pm, got into university (this is a semi-prestigious one) first try with 90s in all of his classes (at least), has a girlfriend, has friends, and doesn’t understand why anyone would stay later than that unless they had poor time management. His words, not mine. My brother stays there until around 12am studying. He was not happy to hear that. Doug is first year so my siblings are making fun of him saying he will perish in a year’s time. My parents saw him stealing kisses from his girlfriend in a parking lot during the day of our last concert. I seriously though the girl in his profile picture was his sister and not his girlfriend because they were both seriously white. Whiter than a bowl of milk I tell you.
He also doesn’t know what a period app would be for. I was a little annoyed. My brother knows about this well enough because we all know my sister and mom would not let anyone in this family live if they did not know the ins-and-outs of a period. Doug was like, “Why would you need to track that?” I responded, “Because they’re irregular.” He looked a little puzzled and I said, “Douglas, you’re a science major. There’s sex ed in school.” He responded that he is going into research (not sure what that has to do with menstrual ignorance) and never paid attention during sex ed (since it’s never for marks). I then got a little more pushy and said, “Well, if you ever want a girlfriend, maybe you should learn.” To which he said, “I have a girlfriend”. To which I gave him a look of:
Stories from the orchestra concert:
I did tell the bass instructor about this so maybe it’ll get sorted out but I did this “tell the teacher” thing twice where it backfired terribly. Let’s hope university kids are a little more grown up.
My messages from that night:
Pat told me it was cute when I played in the wrong spots.
It was genuine like she said it was cute.
But it was like ??? I was having a panic attack. My brain left my body. I don’t want to play anymore.
Then she put up her bow to make sure I wouldn’t flip the page
Then she hit her bow on her bass.
I really don’t want to play anymore.
(She also repeated the same thing twice knowing from a previous talk that I have bad anxiety. She has anxiety as well.)
Me: Then Hannah and Patricia were commenting on my shoes.
I like wearing my orthotics.
They make my feet feel not in pain.
Ate: tell them that
Me: I did
They told me to take off my shoes
“They can’t even see my feet”
I’m all the way in the back behind people
“Then take off your shoes”
“But then I’ll be in pain”
“But you sit” (I have one foot on the ground)
“So take them off. It’s for dress code. People can see you”
Ate: but it's literally a medical thing
Tell them to actually fuck off hoh my god
it's like asking a blind person to put their stick away bc people will trip on it
or that you can't have your service dog with you
like????
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enemies to lovers! chenle
summary: rich boy! chenle loves to play around with aNYONE who falls for his smile- or his money,,, maybe both. but what happens when he tries to play around with you but makes you into an enemy?
genre: rich boy, highschool, fluff, enemies to lovers, & humor
note: this had to be fixed 1000 times bc i hit to many bullet points y i k es
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rich boy chenle?? yEs please
he basically bREathes better oxygen & him and the dreamies basically own half of the school
he’s the heir of his dad’s company so, obviously he does have cash & you know who else loves that??
every. single. person. in. highschool.
they all want to try to play chenle just to get money aND TRY TO BREAK his heart does he give them a chance? yes he does actually
as a high class student, he HAS to be entertained by something and he kNOWS girls wanna try playing him, so he plays them back vvhat the hell that didn’t make sense at all
aNywAYS,, its simple: they try to make him fall in love, he tries to sound romantic, and give them things they love
then the OTHER PERSON DOES FALL IN LOVE and he breaks up with them so then,, he’s the winner
everyone cri e s after they break up,,, because they got heartbroken and didn’t win anything
mark: dude stop pLaYing with them
haechan: don’t listen to him
jeno: i can’t even keep track???
jaemin: oh definitely mORE than half the school
renjun: slow down,, aren’t you going too fast?
jisung: dont you get bored?
and jisung is right, he is getting bored so he’s gonna try changing it up a little he scans the lunchroom looking for anyone he hasn’t played
“dated. you mean dated?” - mark
“nope chenle only plays them like games” - hyuck
“woah that kinda is right” - jeno
“how has he not fall in love with any of them?” - renjun
“player moves,, just like me” - jaemin
“because he knows they’re playing him back??” - jisung
so him and the dreamies look around and decided on; you
you’re there sitting down, in the lunchroom with your friends and suddenly all 7 boys come up to you
you and your friends: shook
so chenle does the most cliche thing he has done in his life: “i want to date you”
you literally spit your water and cough
tHE WHOLR LUNCHROOM IS JUST EITHER SHOOK OR TALKING ABOUT WHATS HAPPENING
“w h a t?” -you
your friends: do it! d o it! d o i t !
so then you realized it,, chenle is the one saying that and yOU THINK HE’S gOING to play you
confused to pissed real quick hA meee
“i’m not gonna date someone just because they told me to,, i know you own the school but go ask someone that swoons easily for 5 goddamn words that come out of your mouth, chenle.” and you leave
the lunchroom is now gossiping & the dreamies just got front row seats for that
someone hating chenle?? thats the rarest thing in this world
yeah he’s cocky and he can get anyone he wants but,, you just straight up rejected him
in public, in front of THE school he basically owns, and in front of the dreamies,, so he’s pissed
how dare someone disrepect THE zhong chenle? you pissed him off and he has power to do whatever he wants
he will play someone the way he wants haha w h a t?¿
so the next day, the news spread wayy to quickly through the school suddenly everyone knows you rejected chenle and the most craziest person ever to do that
no one caRES what your name is but you’re know as “crazy person who rejected chenle” aND YOUR MAD because that is not something you want to have in highschool
jisung, mark: why would yOU DO THAT CHENLE?
renjun, haechan: that was great no lie
jeno: yEAH TO GET REJECTED
jaemin: player moves i tell you
chenle: ohhh i just started but i hate them so i’ll annoy them until they give in
so then he does what he has to do,,, makes the teachers get you the same schedule as him
and now all your classes are switched?? and you tell them why but they just say “no reason” and THEN YOU REALIZED YOU HAVE ALL CLASSES WITH CHENLE
“DUDE literally i told you i woNT DATE YOU I HATE YOU ACTUALLY”
chenle made a mistake so he switches your schedule every single month and he loves seeing you get mad
and you’re about to whoop his ass but you don’t know how so you do the best thing you could
you write him a note telling you to meet him afterschool at a park and he goes
“so what the hell do you want? ready to say sorry?” - chenle
then you tie him up quickly with duct tape what the fuck
“listen up, chenle,,, leave my schedule how it was before or else i’ll leave you here.”
“mmm no,,, you wouldn’t dare”
and you’re like aight and you start to walk away “wAIT!!! okay okay i’ll change it!”
tHE NEXT DAY!
“i cant believe you got tied up by y/n” - jeno, haechan, jaemin
“dude, how the hell did that happen?” - renjun, jisung, mark
“dONT ASK I NEED REVENGE”
and he did fix your schedule but y’all had last period together which was chemistry so you tried everything and so did he,,, poison, trying to blow up stuff, blaming each other,,,,, you name it
so like the dreamies had enough of this and locked both of you in class and you were stucked together only
dream team: gOOD luck!! y’all gonna stay overnight”
it was only 3 hours in and it was getting cold and dark,,, chenle sighs and gives you his blazer and you’re like ‘tf whatever’ with a blush
both of you decided to talk about eachothers life and you realized chenle isn’t just a pretty face with money and like you literally fell for him since the duct tape incident but you’re rEALLY dense and he is too
anyways y’all eventually fall asleep in eachothers arms and when both of you woke up it was a w k wa rd
the dreamies took pictures before both of you woke up and chenle made it his lockscreen secretly
nOne of you made any moves because chenle was freaking out that he fell for someone and he doesn’t know what to do
you eventually ask him to meet you up at the park he does but he’s scared you’re gonna tape him to a tree or something
you’re the one who asks him out “chenle i uhm i know we weren’t on good terms since the beginning and sorry about the duct tape incident and i think ihaveacrushonyou”
chenle does his iconic dolphin laugh and says that he likes you
fINALLY after yEaRs,, both of you end up being the cutes couple and also ended up with the title “chenle’s love”
he iS SO PROTECTIVE of you and he just smiles and laughs at whatever you do and your heart just flips bc he’s cute
you always kiss him first since he’s shy when it comes to you and that actually calms him down too
he wastes money on you aLOT but you’re just !! no !! chenle !! yOU DONT have to !! your love is enough !!
and he just goes so soft bc you genuinely care about him and not his money although time to time he does take you to fancy restaurants and you just want him to cuddle you and not have to take you somewhere fancy
the dreamies always bring up the rivalry to tease the both of you
to sum it up: the cutest couple that just makes everyone soft bc of how cUTE both of you are aND CUDDLES are always 100% a must every day
#nct#nct dream#zhong chenle#nct fluff#nct u#nct imagines#nct scenarios#nct 127#nct x reader#huang renjun#na jaemin#lee donghyuck#mark lee#park jisung#nct 2018#kpop imagines#kpop fluff#kpop scenarios#crackhead culture is this fic#what was i thinking#oH wELL
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that’s kinda hot
→ wang linkai / xiao gui ( nine percent )
→ summary: summer school is fun, and at first, neither is the obnoxious boy who gets seated next to you who takes a weird liking to you.
→ warning(s): swearing, mentions of illness, canadian school terms? idfk
→ genre: fluff, the teensiest bit of angst
→ word count: 3,751
→ notes: hi i love this and it may or may not be inspired by the boy i temporarily fell in love when i went to summer school :)
so... you suck at math
you knew you sucked at math pretty much your entire life, and you knew you were still going to suck this year when you started your grade 11 math class
but you didn’t think you sucked so bad that you would fail the class entirely
but, alas, thinking was not your strong suit
because your final mark in math 2201 was 32 :)
and you were NOT repeating a year, and you were not taking the god-awful supplementary exam,
so summer school was pretty much the only option you had left
and your parents may as well have put a gun to your head with the way they said you had BETTER pass this time
bc summer school isn’t exactly cheap!!
so you went off with equal parts terror and determination in your heart
summer school was only a month long, and you’d already sort of done the course already
so you were feeling pretty good about your chances
until you arrived on the first day :)
the place was a janky looking middle school filled with people that divided into two groups;
group a) the ones like you who were already over it and just wanted to get your credits and get the hell out
and group b)… came in shouting at each other and being generally obnoxious and we’re treating it like they’d just arrived at the party
one boy in particular stood out to you.. not because he was probably the most obnoxious one in the bunch, but because he was kind cute even when he was screaming some nonsense
and as if it was your luck.. when you got sorted into your classes and took your seats, he plopped down right beside you
who in the name of god thought it was a good idea to have two seats pushed together in the rows in an actual summer school, you didn’t know
you just knew that when the teacher told you that these were your seats for the remainder of the month, he turned and gave you a grin that made you realize that there was, in fact, a fate better than summer school
and it was death
summer school is extremely fast paced so class started pretty much five minutes after you were seated
so you took out your notebook and your little pencil case and got ready to inject yourself with some mathematical knowledge
when this dude taps on your shoulder
you don’t even say anything you just like at him like don't you fucking dare ask for paper
and so he asks for some paper
and you’re like yeah man for sure! and tear out a few sheets and give it to him
he gives you the BIGGEST, the DUMBEST smile you have ever seen
and you would never in a hundred years admit that it made your heart do several things.
and the paper… the paper was your first mistake.
the teacher started explaining some of the topics of the first unit when he taps his pencil (thank god he at least had a pencil) on your desk
and you just.. fill with dread bc PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE I NEED TO LISTEN OR MY PARENTS WILL LITERALLY RUIN MY LIFE
and you’re like yeah… what….
and he asks what your name is
and you’re like???? it’s y/n
and he does the smile again and … oof
he tells you his name is linkai and you just awkwardly bob your head and turn toward the front again
and linkai has the GALL to tap on your desk again and maybe you’re being a liiittle hot-tempered but in your head, its like W H AT THE FUCK DO YO U WANT DUDE
and this boy has the audacity to look you in the eyes and say “you’re kinda cute.”
your brain short-circuits at the same time your heart goes into overdrive
and you can’t really do much else but stare at him for a long minute and just as you’re about to answer him, you hear a loud yell from the front of the classroom.
“you two! is this gonna be a problem? seriously?”
“no ma’am!” the two of you say in perfect unison
and class carries on
the classes last about four-ish hours every day
and for the ENTIRE first day
linkai is doing sometHING to test your sanity
when he’s not humming, he’s drumming a beat on the desk,
when he’s not trying to make conversation with you, he’s whispering little side comments about the lesson
and you’re too afraid to tell him to stfu because he’s still really hot and you’re a little intimidated
and this goes on for the next three days of the first week until you snap
he turns to you and he’s like, “y/n, your hair looks really good today.”
and you slowly turn, look him dead in the face and say very slowly; “if you don’t shut the fuck up, i’m going to beat you to death with this calculator”
the next few seconds pass like several eternities, where you revel in the thinly veiled shock and terror in his eyes
until a cheeky grin slowly spreads across his face, and he says, shamelessly;
“that’s kinda hot.”
and at that moment, you turn back to the board and take a long, agonizing moment to grieve over both your two precious math credits as well as your life which your parents will inevitably soon take from you
things get so much weirder after that
you think he goes from talking to you to entertain himself to actually liking you after your feisty little outburst
and you quickly learn that when linkai likes someone he’s … extremely odd
but?? kind of adorable?
the weirdest thing he does is he starts bringing you ‘gifts’
and it's so creepy but so ridiculously endearing when he pulls a bouquet of crumpled dandelions out of his bag and hands them to you
theres a few ants crawling on them and they’re ruined from being in his backpack
he hasn't even put anything on them to hold them together
and you’re not really sure if you want to thank him or not but you do anyway because like.. c’mon man
and he’s looking at you with those puppy dog eyes
so you say “thanks, linkai. these are uh.. nice.”
theyre really not but when his eyes kinda light up a little and he turns away with red ears and hides his smile in his hoodie you’re like.. these are the most beautiful flowers i have ever seen in my entire life
and that, my friend, was your second mistake
he brings you a new gift every day
one time it was half of a cookie from the gas station mcdonalds down the road
once it was an actual fucking newt like a little lizard that he found somewhere and you literally begged him to keep it for himself
another time it was an eraser shaped like a cupcake that was very clearly used
but you kept every single present he gave you
except for the lizard because what the genuine fuck dude
he also comes up with new nicknames for you every day
and they’re even cringer than they were the day before every time without fail
he strolls into the room, plops down beside you and hands you your daily present with a “good morning, ___”
the blanks thus far include, honey, darling, sweetiepie, cupcake, pumpkin, gumdrop, cutie patootie, my cinnamon apple, munchkin
and you don't know why you look forward to seeing what he comes up with next
and even the very worst of the presents and the nicknames make your heart flutter
and you realize you are slowly becoming whipped for this weird kid
and that this is very bad because you’re literally desperate to pass this class and its hard when you spend all your time waiting for his next comment or thinking about him being next to you
but like a dummy, you don't ask to be moved and you don’t even ask him to shut up
well you do, you regularly tell him to shut up but this man takes insults like compliments and it seems to feed into this idea that you like him
which you do but that's none of his damn business
and about halfway through that short month of school, you realize you’re not going to be ready for the exam
you start losing sleep over it because this is really not good
and you also realize that this isn’t linkai’s fault, really, you can’t push the blame onto him because you didnt want to ask to be moved away from the cute boy
and that makes you feel even worse
so you come into school one day looking about as miserable as you feel
you actually get there after linkai for the first time because you were in the bathroom trying to make yourself look more alive
but it doesn't work because the second you walk in and linkai (who was previously looking a bit like a lost puppy) says “hi sugarpl- damn, you look rough.”
you give him a half-assed glare and slump into the seat beside him, not even having the energy to be sarcastic.
“wait, y/n, are you okay?”
the concern in his voice makes your stomach turn a little but you just kinda look at him and you’re like.
“i’m gonna fail. again.”
and he's surprised you actually answered him so he kinda stalls for a second
and then he's like “i can help you? if you want?”
and you almost want to laugh bc you have not seen the kid take a single note since you got here
but he's like “lets go sit at one of those tables outside after this and i’ll help you with what you don’t know.”
and you’re like yeah sure i guess bc i mean.. he's cute what are you gonna do? say no?
and then he gets his bag and pulls out a pack of colorful scrunchies and hands them to you
and you instinctively tear up bc they look super new so he definitely like.. went to a store.. saw these.. thought he should get them for you..took them off the shelf.. bought them with his own money.. and now they’re here
and by the will of god you don’t start weeping in front of him
and you feel weird walking with him outside as he greets all his loud friends and is like nah i cant go with you guys today i gotta do something
you two sit down outside and you whip out your book and he’s like so what is it? what are you having trouble with?
and, in shame, you admit that you really don’t know shit all
and he just kinda laughs and he’s like aight let's do this
and let me JUST SAY
YOU. ARE. FLOORED.
he starts explaining the first concept to you and everything he says is making? perfect sense?
he explains things very clearly and intelligently and you immediately understand what you have to do
he has his own way of solving problems that is faster and more efficient and literally whips through every equation.
when he finishes explaining, you just stop and stare at him in awe for a second and he's like “sorry, did that make sense?”
and in your head you’re like nothing has ever made sense more than what you just did right now
but outwardly you’re like yeah thanks so much
and he continues to explain things to you and by the time a few hours have passed and its getting late and kinda chilly, you already understand half the things you were lost on
you tell him you should get home now and he’s like, oh, yeah, sure, okay.
and you really have to ask him how he ended up in summer school? because he’s obviously extremely intelligent with how easily he understands all the concepts
and he gets a little shy
and he tells you that during the year, he had to work a lot during the school days because his mom is sick and off work so they’re not making a lot of money
and that she had a doctors appointment on the day of the final and there was no one else to take her and it was all really last minute so he missed it
and so he ended up failing math and had to go to summer school
he waits with you until your bus comes and sends you off
and you’re just like.. sitting there.. thinking
and you start to feel like the biggest piece of shit for multiple reasons
first, because you had made so many wrong assumptions about linkai
he wasn’t just some obnoxious imbecile. he was hard-working and obviously had a really big heart
he was loud, yeah but that was just his personality
and you had gone and assumed he was dumb when he was pretty much a genius
but worst of all, you realized that he actually genuinely liked you
all the little pet names, the gifts, the constant talking to you in class was because he just… liked you. it was his own little eccentric way of showing it
and you had treated him like he was some big joke. a nuisance, even.
you didn’t sleep very well that night, either.
the next day he brought you a donut and called you donut.
and you almost cried again
he was also wearing a different red sweater he’d never worn before and his hair was kind of different and he looked so good
and so you smiled at him and said, “morning, handsome.”
and there was nothing sweeter than the way his face turned as red as his hoodie.
he helped you that day after class too,
and the next, and the next
and you exchanged numbers so you could ‘ask him questions while you were home’
but you two would start texting and having all kinds of conversations
from the most crackheadassery shit to some really deep stuff
you never knew that you could fall so hard for someones voice, the way he talks on the phone when he’s calm and tired, his voice husky and quiet
but shit, you were whipped like whip cream
there was this one time he texted you at 6 am
and it said something like “i just got home from work and i saw a cat in my mailbox blah blah”
and you were like.. pause. just got home from work?
and from there you realized that because summer school was mandatory he was going to work at night to make up for the day shifts he had to miss
and probably getting 2-3 hours of sleep if he was getting any and all
and that was kind of the deal breaker
and you realized that, in such a short span of time,
you had completely fallen in love with wang linkai
and you were determined to do something, anything you could to just.. make things better for him?
you just wanted to be his person
the two of you continued staying after school and studying for an hour or two and then texting throughout the rest of the day, right up until the final exam
the two of you had studied vigorously together, both in person and over facetime.
and the night before the exam comes and you get a text
and all it says is “y/n, something bad happened.”
your heart immediately sinks to the floor and you abandon the petty ‘wait two-three minutes before answering’ rule and just call him
he picks up and doesn’t even say hello and you’re so frightened to see such a bright creature so… burned out
he explains to you that his mom finally got an appointment with this really important specialist after months of waiting
and that it was supposed to be next week, but it got moved to tomorrow
and it’s on the other side of the city
and he’ll miss his exam
it really hurts to hear the shake in his voice, and how hopeless he sounds
and you ask him everything like are you sure theres no one else that can drive her but you? are you sure you cant have the appointment moved back?
and its all a pretty resounding no.
and so you think and think and you’re like; you know what? i have an idea.
and you run into your moms room and explain the situation to her and BEG her to do this for you and take linkai’s mom to her appointment for him
and she asks to speak to linkai for a second and you’re just twiddling your thumbs
and he kinda makes her smile and laugh a little and your heart could just BURST
and she agrees to drive her after getting his address and his moms name and the place of the appointment etc
and when she hands the phone back to you, you go back to your room and when you put the phone to your ear, you hear linkai sniffling on the other end
and you’re like “kai?? are you crying?”
and he’s like “no… fuck maybe a little bit.”
and you’re like ?? why, what else is wrong?
and he’s like “nothing.. nothing is wrong, it’s just.” and he takes a big breath. “thank you so much.”
and you kinda tear up a little bit too and you’re like.. “of course.. you don’t have to thank me.”
and he just takes a biig breath and calms down and then he starts talking in a really soft voice.
“y/n.. you know i like, really like you, right? i know you think im just bored or playing some game, but im not. i knew you were special, and im..” he kind of laughs at himself. “fuck, im really falling for you.”
and now you are crying too
and you tell him you’re so sorry and that you wish you would have just. been better from the beginning
and you tell him that you feel the same way and the both of you are just giggling and he tells you thank you a million times and that he cant wait to see you tomorrow
so the exam comes
the two of you take it and you’re kind of lost on what to do with yourselves other than studying lol
but you both feel really good about the outcome
and there's something really special about the two of you sitting outside waiting for both of your moms to come and get you
and when they do, you get in the car and your moms are like best fuckin friends already
and you’re all laughing as the four of you go to eat lunch together and linkai’s mom tells him that the specialist set up a plan for her and it looks like things are going to get better really soon.
and theres a happy kind of pain in your chest when you look over at him and see that he’s getting teary eyed
and you know exactly what he’s feeling - its that feeling like fuck, things are so good right now, everything is perfect, please don’t take it away
and so you’re a little scared but more excited when you reach over and hold his hand.
and he looks at you and you smile at him. you don’t have to say a word for him to know exactly what you’re thinking
‘i’m here. things will be okay. things will get better. let me carry this weight with you.’
and he squeezes your hand so tight it hurts
but you dont mind
a few days later, the two of you return to get your final examination results
and you’re both shaking and bickering bc you’re like “why are you nervous when you know you passed”
and the two of you take the envelopes and go stand outside by the same table you sat at everyday.
you open your cards at the same time and look at the results and you scream while linkai lets out a big huff of relief
yours reads ’84’ and his says says ’93’
your card flutters to the ground as you jump forward into his arms
and he’s laughing and holding you so so tight, swinging you around and he’s still kind of shaking but in a good way.
and you pull away from the hug and just look at him, and he’s got that look in his eyes again
the look that says he’s so happy and he’s afraid he’s going to lose it
and before you can think twice, you grab his face and kiss the thought right out of his head
and he smiles into the kiss, grabbing you the second you pull away and bringing you back for more
you two pull away and just look at each other like.. who knew?
and he kisses you again on the lips, then kisses all over your entire face
and the horn honks a few feet away from where your mother is waiting for you with a small smile on her face.
and you kiss him one last time before you walk back to the car with your hands tightly intertwined
and you are so fucking glad you suck at math
#god help me i fucking love this so much#wang linkai#xiao gui#NINE PERCENT#nine percent scenarios#nine percent imagines#nine percent angst#nine percent fluff#nine percent reactions#nine percent smut#9%#idol producer#idol producer scenarios#idol producer reactions#idol producer smut#idol producer fluff#idol producer angst#cpop scenarios#cpop fanfic#cpop imagines#cpop#guoran entertainment#gramarie boys#nine percent fanfic#idol producer fanfic
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Unrequitted
sorry that this isnt all that great, i decided to challenge myself by rewriting an old fic of mine from years ago when i say awful,, i mean AWFUL and this was the turn out. i did have much to work with bct the plot is so fucking awful HHHH why was i such an awful writer,, the old fic was supposed to be angst but i just laughed when i read it bc its so CRINGY
the original is still up on tumblr on an old blog i used to own good luck trying to find it i mean if anyone really wants me to i can put a link to it but its really awful. also it was originally written as a BTS fic hhhh
genre; angst
pairing; taeyong x reader x jaehyun
After a long day of work you approach your front door , taking out your old rusty house key and reluctantly slide it into the small key hole. Taking a deep breath you turned the knob, stepping inside the spacious house that your husband and you shared. Your mother swore that placing you in an arranged marriage would greatly increase your business relations but you strongly disagree, in fact you wager to say that it ruined it, because now you were stuck, loving a man who will never love you back.
"I'm home." You sighed knowing his next 6 words, everyday it's the same, it never changes. "I'm going out with the boys." Your husband Taeyong said, ignoring you. You refused to look his way as he walked right passed you towards the door, stiffly brushing past your shoulder causing you to drop a bag onto the ground. Just like that, he slipped out of the cracks of your fingers just like water once again. His cold and distant demeanor where a constant cycle for the better part of two years. But even though his actions spanned the test of time, every day you hoped to somehow make a break through the thick ice, although it proved to be futile.
You dragged your feet up to the old rusty mirror that hung in the main hallway feeling the tears as the seemingly scorched as skin as they traveled down your cheeks, staring at your rough appearance. Your hair was severely disheveled while your makeup melted off of your exhausted features and the dark circles from your lack of sleep was merely the cherry on top of a failed cake. It was pathetic , you were pathetic. Thoughts clouded you mind warping your actions as you drug your fist up your body only smash it against the mirror as an attempt to rid the thoughts. The tears streamed faster down your cheeks as if they were racing to the finish line which was the floor beneath you. Your fist drug downward against the shattered mirror slicing your hand and knocking the sharp shards all around you as you returned your fist to your side. Blood trickled down your fingers and dropped onto the ground as you stood motionless.
The star speckled sky was a dark, endless abyss that you dreamed of getting lost in. You longed to feel something, anything that wasn't negative, yet you felt nothing. You rolled over onto your stomach, momentarily breaking free of the self deprecating thoughts, grabbing your phone and opening it. The bright light startled you as you squinted to see the time. 3 am. Thoughts of Taeyong were still infiltrating your mind as had yet to come home. You picked up your phone, wanting to call someone for an answer of where he maybe, searching through the contacts of the 18 boys you hold closest to your heart. You hesitated, he usually left you alone but this was the first time it had lasted this long.
Your cold finger shook as you finally chose a contact, finger resting on the name 'Jaehyun' bringing the phone up to your tear stained cheek.
"J-jaehyun." you managed.
"Oh hello y/n!" Jaehyun replied excitedly, retracting as he remembered the situation.
"Ah y/n are you okay?" You opted to just explain everything, as you knew he was clueless, his facial expression turning from worry to a burning anger and sympathy as you continued your explanation.
"Taeyong left the house about 6 hours ago saying that he was with you guys? Is he still there?" Although you tried you hardest, you couldnt help it as your voice shuddered at the end, clouded with a genuine sorrow.
"Y-Y/n, he left an hour ago." He hated to be the one to break the news but he knew deep down that he had to be the one to tell you. Every tremble of your voice and every tear that fell from you eyes shot through him like an blade, tearing him apart. Even if he couldn't see you. Why? Because he loves you.
"O-Oh." You looked down as the tears welled up once again, the endless flow almost silently streaming down.
"You know, I cant bear seeing you like this. Why do you stay with him if it only hurts." Jaehyun knew he shouldn't pry like this, but he couldn't help it after seeing you in pain again and again. He thought, 'How is it possible to long for someone that only brings you pain?' He wished he could march up to your doorstep and comfort you, to be able to hold you close and call you his. He wished he could tell you that you deserve so much better, that you deserve someone that will love you as much as you love them, someone like himself.
"Because I love him. I don't know why but I love him. I cant get him out of my mind. I-It's like i'm constantly drowning its so frustrating! but I still love him." You began to sob as you let out your rant. It broke him. Jaehyun stood stunned on the other end of the line. It was as if the weight of 10 million earths collapsed upon him, without a second of a break. Tears fell from his eyelids for the first time in a very long while. He was at a complete loss. He knew he needed to see you. He dropped the phone as he hung up, bursting through the front door of his home heading straight to you. He slipped past the people on the busy streets, running as fast as he could.
You clutched the phone tighter as you failed to hear a response before the call ended. Why did it pain you so much to know that he just hung up on you? without a word? Why did it pull at your heart so much? Why did it feel as if you lost a piece of your heart? You thought it was impossible to love two people at once but fate keeps proving you wrong time and time again. Your mind's rambling was interrupting by the sharp sound of the doorbell, followed by an impatient series of knocks. You stood up making you way to the door, merely expecting to finally greet your husband. You hand rested on the handle, preparing to face his cold nature with a deep breath before you swung open the door. You realized you prepared for nothing as you felt the strong, comforting embrace of none other than jung jaehyun. You head rested against his chest, feeling the intense heartbeat, setting off your own. Your arms finally came up to reciprocate the embrace. The comfort in his embrace elicited your hysterical sobs once more. Feeling your pain, Jaehyuns hand came up to stroke the back of your head in time with his speech.
"It's okay, i'm here." He whispered, speaking into only your ear. "I'm here, i'll always be here. You deserve so much more." He had no clue what he was saying as he began to cry with you. He wanted to yell, to be able to tell you how much he wants to save you from this cage, but he resisted, knowing your true feelings. Just as he's always done.
#im so sorry#ill post something actuall worth reading soon !!#nctwriters#nct#nct 2018#nct 127#nct u#nct dream#nct fluff#nct smut#nct angst#nct scenario#nct headcanon#nct imagine#nct taeil#nct johnny#nct taeyong#nct doyoung#nct ten#nct winwin#nct jaehyun#nct yuta#nct jungwoo#nct kun#nct lucas#nct mark#nct haechan#nct rejun#nct jeno#nct jaemin
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Really didn’t want to eat this morning, but I had to drive so I was like nah I’m not gonna be stupid lol.
And then ofc had a snack I don’t normally have and a coffee I normally don’t get either bc I got a last minute model call so my schedule was off, so I weighed in at 168.6lbs (168.2lbs at first but then the scale changed its mind I guess when I went to double check and I record the heavier weight so fuck me I guess 🙃) this morning and it feels like nothing because I feel like I already overate lmao. I mean yeah I definitely felt more confident today, I wore cute clothes and killed my makeup and felt good about myself, and the photographer was saying how much she loved my side profile and how everyone she talks to always comments on it so there were a lot of NSV’s today that made me feel good about myself and I genuinely felt beautiful and mentally wasn’t fixating on being skinny.
But my stomach has just been a wreck lately and I don’t know why, and it really bothers me because I can literally feel my metabolism slowing down lmao. Since I’m not doing a lot of NEAT things or able to go for walks etc. I’m doing workouts inside still but it’s nothing like what I was doing all summer so it feels like I’m slipping even though in reality there’s not a lot I can do about it. I know I just finished my period but I’m sooo bloated so I literally don’t *want* to eat, but I know if I don’t eat at least semi-regularly every day then my metabolism is going to tank and I’ll struggle even more to lose weight. And then fasting does the same, so I don’t want to get stuck in a binge-restrict cycle because I KNOW that fucks with me. Except I’ve been having like urgent diarrhea but hardly anything is coming out because I’m not eating as much but then also still being bloated??? Like idk my stomach is just so all over the place and it makes it hard to gauge my hunger but then also not just straight up starve myself. Like I basically JUST fasted for 36 hours and I KNOW I can’t attempt to do something like that again so soon except I literally don’t want to eat?? Which I know is literally the problem that everyone here wants to have so I sound like a dick venting about it lmao but the problem for me is that when I’m sick I lie down and sleep a lot so I don’t move around enough or have enough energy to do a workout, but the longer I go without doing that the harder it is for me to get back into a routine because I don’t have energy to do anything, and when I lay down a lot my instinct is to not eat at all because I’m not burning anything off, or to overeat because I’m sick and need the extra energy. So laying down not moving + not eating = metabolism crash = less energy = can’t exercise = not as hungry = lowers metabolism etc. etc. so it’s kind of a vicious cycle where my coping mechanisms to offset weight might help short term, but in the long run I know it’s going to take me awhile to bounce back. So like I might be losing weight now, but because I’m not working out it’s probably not fat it’s muscle, and less muscles means lower metabolism again, so whatever I eat like keeps me alive or whatever lmao but it doesn’t really help to feed my muscles so I lose progress on strength and looking toned. Also, being bloated so bad means that I literally *cant* do certain exercises because it’s painful to do them and if I try and push myself it just makes it worse. And no it’s not just an excuse lol it’s an actual thing that I’ve tried to work through before hoping it would go away and it’s painful and I can’t do things properly.
Anyways. Basically tale as old as time; you lose a lot with methods you know are unhealthy but then you gain it all back once your body regulates itself again.
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op oc #3: APRIL
im baaaaaaack
u are about to read about my prime DAUGHTER april. the rogue princess. a real pokemon! hahahhahaha she nabbed herself the AURA AURA FRUIT yo this is wild so get ready to learn about ol’ blue eyes!!!!!!!!!!
NAME: april (i dont have a surname for her i cant think of anything and ive had her for 8 years im sorry)
EPITHET: “aura shooter” ooOOoOOoOoo
AGE: 18 (pre) 20 (post)
BIRTHDAY: april (incredible would u have ever guessed) 5th!!!
BIRTHPLACE: nimbasa island in the south blue
SEX: female
HEIGHT: 5′6″
WEIGHT: 122lbs
HAIR COLOR: sandy brown
EYE COLOR: blue
APPEARANCE: before she escaped her home, she wore an icy blue dress underneath a navy blue cloak and her hair down with a CROWN of course but she hated wearing it a lot. her hair when worn down reaches the middle of her biceps. after she escaped she ONLY wore her hair in a ponytail and she always wore a red bandanna with a white arch atop her head at all times!! it was a gift from her mamma the QUEEN herself. she also wore a white t-shirt with red triangles bordering the collar and the ends of her sleeves. does that make sense? i sure hope. she wore a red sash around her waist and then she popped on some black pants and boots. real piratey. also some of her hair kinda pops out in the front so theres a good chunk that sometimes covers her left side. look at u go princess. AFTER the timeskip she cut her hair so it reaches just above her shoulders, and instead of wearing her hair up and with the bandanna, she wears it down but with a black headband. her bandanna is tied around her left bicep (fashion inspo: zoro). she wears a green sleeveless crop top, and theres a scar that reaches from the back of her shoulder to the end of her collarbone. she earned that shit from her wild timeskip training. oof. shes ok. she wears light-washed pants and some addidas-lookin shoes lmao she also wears a rly loose belt too. also she has gold earrings and thas about it. her eyes are round and just v pretty and blue. her nose turns up at the end just a tad bit and it’s so cute she’s so cute. she has a dimple on the right side of her mouth. her mommas face :’) shes fairly skinny but after the timeskip she gained some muscles made 4 punching douchecanoes
REPRESENTATIVE SMELL: vanilla
FAVE FOOD: pasta
FAVE DRINK: lemonade
FAVE SEASON: fall
REPRESENTATIVE NATIONALITY: australian
BOUNTY: initial bounty was 60,000,000 (for being runaway royalty) but after dressrosa she SKRTED up to 155,000,000
DEVIL FRUIT: aura aura fruit
a paramecia type. the fruit allows the user to manipulate their energy. with the aura aura fruit, users are able to detect the aura of others, repel the aura of others, and project their own. the power of aura is mood-sensitive and can change a lot. can u believe april is lucario
6 forms of aura: red is physical nature, orange is intelligence, yellow is sheer willpower, green is healing, blue is emotion, vioilet(i THINK) is mental communication. i forgot what i wrote down for the aura types lmaoooo
the biggest drawback of this fruit is that the user can only use a limited amount at one time. another drawback is that they cant manipulate other people’s aura??? it’s rly hard to explain this but trust me it makes sense when it’s put into action i promise
SKILLS SET: most of her attacks are used with red aura since it relates to physical nature. wild. “aura bullet” is just shootin aura goodbye. i love pokemon. lmao. uh “aura detect” is when she can see what someone else’s aura looks like, so basically she can determine if someone is a bastard or not before they even open their mouth. “aura clone” clones herself with aura and that takes a LOT of effort to pull this one off especially when she wants to use multiple clones. “aura bomb” yo this one is wild she uses it for diversions and escaping since it kinda acts as a smoke bomb but when she uses this thing in battle OOOOH BOY. “starstorm” ok this is like the “im going to die after i do this move” kinda thing. it combines all the damn types of aura and it just RAINS down on ppl. goodbye april. anyways there are more basic moves but i dont rly wanna get too into that rn im sorry
PROFESSION: runaway princess lol
CREW: straw hat pirates
PERSONALITY: an easygoing girl. v mellow for the most part but there are times where she can get pretty goofy (thanks jack). if the wrong buttons are pushed, she becomes a HURRICANE. she does have confidence issues but since she met luffy, she’s really started to overcome them. shes got a horrible habit of being sarcastic and also she asks a LOT of questions holy SHIT honey. she is TERRIFIED of heights so when franky lays down a good ol coup de burst, her soul leaves her body. g o o d b y e. she was very cold when she first met luffy and the gang bc she lived with the person who killed her mom AND jack left sooooo she was a little bitter. eventually she learned to rly live with the mugiwaras. when she first joined the crew, she was very shy and timid and tried hard to fit in. she was SO intimidated by zoro like he genuinely scared the fuck out of her so she always tried hard to not be a Fool around him but once she got comfortable with everyone she just had a good ol time. “hey grassy ass!! :))” “can u fucking not call me that”. she has the CUTEST laugh oh me oh my. honestly just a rly passionate gal, she just wants to be strong and be able to protect her pals. refuses outside help. bros out with luffy and usopp and chopper sometimes but also judges them from afar like nami does. it all just depends on the day. truly. i once wrote a series of one-shots where each one was an adventure that april had with one other straw hat. luffy was the first one, and THAT was wild. zoro’s was fucking baller. so on and so forth. rly shows off her dynamic with each member. april? shes honestly just a good person and im proud of her bc she works so hard
LIKES: training, traveling, every single animal ever, reading
DISLIKES: heights, the marines, the heat, people who walk horrifically slow in crowded places
WEAPON(S): aside from her devil fruit shes got a dagger she sometimes uses. jack gave one to her right before he left
HISTORY: OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
king jed and queen serena had a baby girl. APRIL. that made her the princess. anyways she grew up as any princess would--spoiled. however the spoiling never got to her head bc serena was so good about teaching her things like that. serena was a goddess i love her pls come back. serena was wildly popular with the citizens of the kingdom bc of her caring and friendly personality. she would always take april into the kingdom every day and pay visits to the citizens. out of all the citizens they paid visits to, the most common faces she saw were those of the solo family. cain was jed’s most talented and trusted knight. he and his wife celeste had 2 kids: jack and sho YO. jack was 7 yrs older than sho and 3 yrs older than april. april and jack became fast friends and often explored the kingdom together. regular kid stuff u know. jack’s mom was always like “jack NO u CANNOT take the PRINCESS to the farms thats FILTY” hahahah but they went anyway.
jed? a dark man. idk who hurt him or what made him so murderous. but. he was tired of serena treating the citizens like equals. he believed that royalty should be viewed as gods.
when april was 8 jed killed serena oh god there it is theres the tragic anime mom death. as soon as serena died, the dynamic of the kingdom instantly changed. soon after jed took total control, people began leaving the island. eventually, the island became so empty that only a handful of families remained. jed did not allow april to leave the castle at all, and with that rule, it damaged the friendship that she and jack had. ofc around that time jack’s dad ran off as well so he stopped tryin to visit her for a bit. but then once he got back into his groove hed sneak all about, avoiding the night patrols, and hed just sit outside of april’s window and talk to her.
when april was 11 she discovered a devil fruit hidden away in the trashed artifacts that belonged to her mother. she ate the devil fruit and was like “now im strong, fight me JED” but lol she got her ass whooped poor bby
when april was 16 jack left the island, leaving her completely and utterly alone. the exposure to such loneliness began to change april into a more reserved, bitter person.
2 yrs later the STRAW HATS stumbled upon the island. at that time april had started a habit of sneaking out of the castle to roam the empty streets of nimbasa, but during one of her strolls, she encountered robin, franky, and brook. she ended up knocking them unconscious bc she felt threatened. the second group she met consisted of zoro, chopper, and sanji. they had been captured by guards and were brought into the throne room to be interrogated by jed. april was required to be there as well so she kinda sat in her throne and looked mad the entire time. sanji was like “NO WHY DOES SHE LOOK SO MAD SHE NEEDS TO BE HAPPY” and zoro was like “ive never seen someone so happy to see my face” and chopper was just having a crisis bc they were abt to be tossed into the shadow realm at the hands of the king. zoro got mouthy and jed didnt have none of that shit so he told april to kill zoro but she just knocked him out instead. that pissed jed off. THE NEXT person she met was luffy. she only met luffy bc he infiltrated a banquet thing by sitting underneath a cart. classic luffy. she didnt meet nami and usopp until WAAAAY later. yadda yadda yadda shit goes down (i wrote a whole arc for this. it’s called the princess and the pirates lmao original but yes i wrote an entire arc for her recruitment and it’s A Lot) ANYWAYS luffy asked her to join the crew but she declined at first bc she thought pirates were just like her father: power-hungry and murderous. however that obv changed when she was exposed to the straw hats more
when luffy defeated jed who ate the ___ ___ fruit (tbh i forgot what fruit he ate im sorry) she KNEW she belonged with the straw hats. :’)
she still be sailin with the legends. shes had some wild times obv. her arc comes a bit after thriller bark. woopie!!!!!!! like always, lemme know if u wanna know more about her!!!
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Anonymous said: Do u do monty imagines bc i rly need more of him
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Anonymous said: Please give me more monty i cant get enough
Author's Note: Because some of you asked so nicely.. enjoy my attempt at Montgomery. Also, much thanks to @jayadoreee for creating 'Dating Montgromery Includes' headcanons that sparked the idea for this ;) One headcanon in particular had me laughing, but as I was listening to a couple of songs.. inspiration struck! So go listen to 'Gangsta' and 'Crazy in Love' to get a feel of the mood I was in when writing this XD
MONTY X READER
Montgomery de la Cruz. There was a lot to be said about this bad boy, a lot to dislike about him as well, but given that he's been your boyfriend for the last eight months.. well you mustn't find him all that terrible.
But that wasn't the case once upon a time. Once upon a time you sneered at his attempts to intimidate fellow students, told him to fuck off one too many times to count, and even shoved him off Alex once when they got into one of their monthly fist fights.
His cruelty lessened when he turned his sights on you and every time you went to tell him off, you found that your amusement would spike. He noticed it, too, if his attempts to get a rise out of you almost everyday were anything to go by. Every curse you spewed at him was then followed by a smile and roll of your eyes instead of a sneer, and you found that Monty had wormed his way beneath your skin without even realizing it until it was too late.
The first time he asked you out, you had laughed in his face and walked away.
The second time, you thought it over and rejected him with a joke, but the third.. the third time was the charm.
There was something genuine about his request the third time he sought you out, about the way he willingly took the jabs from his jock friends without lashing out at them that made you decide to give him a chance. You then ended up giving him several chances after that since his anger used to get the best of him and you were constantly bickering about his bullying tendencies, but he soon cooled off and mellowed out much to your pleasure.
Because if it wasn't for Monty, you wouldn't have flourished and opened up in ways that you never expected you were capable of doing. That and you never would have realized just what kinks you had.
"Hey, babe, ready to go?" Monty leans tiredly against the bleachers after baseball practice- hat worn backwards, shirt soaked with sweat and duffel bag hanging off one shoulder. "It's hot."
"Yeah. Let me just pack up."
You quickly shove your textbooks and spirals back into your book bag, standing up and hopping down the stairs. Monty waits for you at the bottom, automatically taking your hand into his as he walks you to his vehicle. He's not one for public affection unless it's in a joking, teasing manner in front of his friends, but you don't really care to be all over him in front of anyone anyway.
Once situated in his jeep though, you both lean over the space separating you and meet each other halfway. The kiss is slow and languid, his tongue slipping into your mouth to caress yours. His teeth catch your bottom lip then and he bites down with just enough pressure to make you groan as he pulls back. His darkened gaze holds nothing but promises for a fun time later, and you momentarily wonder how the hell this boy is ready to go after a grueling day under the sun.
"You're showering before anything happens," you say, voice already thick with want.
He smirks. "God bless mothers who nag their husbands enough until he gets off his ass and takes her to Vegas. You're spending the night with me tonight."
Your gut warms in anticipation and you clench your thighs to ease the sudden throbbing when his hand lands just above your knee and slowly inches towards your inner thigh. "Yes, sir," you airily breathe and then chuckle darkly when he groans in return.
The drive to your house is as fast as possible without tempting law enforcement to pull you guys over. You leave your bag in Monty's vehicle, knowing you'll need it tomorrow, and make quick work of rushing inside to pack an overnight bag and clothes for the following day. And then the last thing you do before leaving is change your current underthings for something more fresh and eye appealing.
You barely have time to shut the door to the jeep before Monty's peeling out, you laughing as he clenches his jaw and wraps his hands tight around the steering wheel to make sure you get to his house in one piece.
Since you're already familiar with the layout of Monty's house, you casually stroll about as he takes the stairs two at time to reach his personal bathroom. You laugh at his retreat, grabbing yourself a bottle of water from the fridge before making you're way up. Setting aside your belongings takes no time at all, so you make yourself comfortable by kicking off your shoes and putting on some music.
Monty soon returns, the only article of clothing he's wearing being a pair of jeans slung low on his hips. 'Gangsta' starts playing over the dock speakers, the beat of the song setting the mood right away and you gulp at the sight of water droplets traveling down his chest.
He smirks as he saunters towards you and you hesitantly stand to meet him halfway. "I have plans for you tonight, sweetheart."
Your eyes widen as your heart starts to thump faster and Monty rests his hands on your shoulders. His hands slowly travel down your arms until he reaches your hips, his hands then wandering towards your back and down to your ass, still travelling lower until he grips the back of your thighs in hand and lifts you up. Immediately your hands clasp together at the back of his neck and he chuckles deeply as he walks you around to the side of his bed before kneeling on the mattress and dropping you in the middle.
"Am I going to like these plans?" You ask, voice nearly a murmur.
"Y/N, you're going to love 'em."
His lips crash hungrily against yours, one hand diving into the hair at the nape of your neck. As he grips and pulls as hard as he dares, you moan aloud and allow him the chance to lick inside your mouth. It's hungry, yet passionate at the same time and your toes curl in anticipation.
Maneuvering you around so your back is towards the headboard, he pushes you down until you’re flat on your back and continues his nipping kisses down the side of your neck. "I know how much you enjoy my formal ties coming into play," he says, "but I got something a little different this time around.”
And it's true. You didn't think you'd be into the whole being tied up during sex, but something about Monty doing the tying up really got you going. Even more when Monty let you tie him up.
You don't realize what he's talking about until you find your wrists pinned together above your head, your eyes widening in surprise when you hear the jingle of chains. "Shh. Relax," he murmurs, nipping your chin. "It's not handcuffs."
No, it's not handcuffs, but it is leather cuffs that are linked to thin chains that are hidden between the headboard and mattress. "Fuck me," you mutter, feeling even more turned on than you were just seconds ago.
"That's the plan."
Your wrists are soon bound and you hiss when pull on them, the cuffs biting into the delicate skin. Monty chuckles as he slowly starts to slide your shirt up, groaning when he reveals black lace and then leaving your shirt as a blindfold over your eyes. You start to squirm as he trails kisses over the tops of your breasts, then trails his tongue down the center of your abdomen before sucking a bruise just above the button of your jeans.
"Monty," you whine. "Stop teasing."
"As you wish."
The button of your jeans is popped open, the material roughly yanked down your legs before your knees are spread and the warmth of his mouth covers your throbbing center.
♪♫My freakness is on the loose and running all over you. Please take me to places that nobody, nobody knows. You got me hooked up on the feeling. You got me hanging from the ceiling. Got me up so high I'm barely breathing. So don't let me, don't let me, don't let me, don’t let me go♪♫
With only a few hours of sleep, you find yourself waking up later than you normally wake up and rush to get ready for school. Monty merely rolls over and continues sleeping as you shower, you then finding him dressed and as smug as can be when you re-enter his room to finish dressing.
"Stop staring at me," you whine. "And hurry up. You know I hate being late for school."
"You look well fucked," he muses. "No matter how much you brush your hair or apply concealer, you look like you had a long night."
"Mhm. Thank you for that. Now Jessica isn't going to shut up today and she's going to want all the details."
Monty laughs as you pull him out of the room, kicking his back pack towards him as you grab up yours. You're in such a rush to get to the school that you don't realize until it's too late that you forgot to do something important. While you remembered to cover the hickies surrounding your neck, you completely forgot about the other two obvious marks.
"Hey, Y/N," Jessica muses, tucked happily into Justin's side as they stop by your locker, "why are yours wrists so red?"
You freeze, mentally berating yourself for forgetting to cover those. You slam your locker shut only to find Jessica and Justin grinning knowingly, but merely roll your eyes in return. "Don't ask."
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Wow your life sounds complicated right now I'm sorry for that. So you aren't gonna have any managers what the fuck? And OH MY GOD I hate when people come in to eat so close to close!!!! ( I work @ zaxbys) if someone is acting passive aggressive I would act even more passive aggressive- make that bitch regret it- regarding the 2 guys: 2 guys is better than no guys:))) wish the first one didn't pressure you though. How did the 2nd one hurt you? - and I care so don't worry about boring me
hi hello would you like to read a novel on my life thanks i talk too much (tldrs at end)
nah like.. we had been managing with a general manager and 3 assistant managers even though we really need 4 so as not to overwork anyone. we recently hired a new one from a corporate arbys (we’re franchised) and two just quit. like i mentioned, theyre not coming back even though the original plan was that their new jobs would be only temporary (6 weeks). sooooo now we have a general manager who only works weekday day shifts, one assistant manager who is relatively new (she had been working at this place for a while but was promoted to manager 6ish months ago) and another who is brand new but still has some experience. they said theyre looking to promote from within initially, but they might have to hire outside people if no suitable potential manager is picked. id love to get manager pay and its not like managers do anything hard so id be WILLING to be a manager..like the whole reason why i got trained on backline was because we have such a big turnover rate with backline people since it fucking SUCKS and i was wanting to be helpful and flexible. so like. thats what i offerred. but one assistant manager was like “lmao all youd do is swear at the customers” and im like bitch when have i ever?? i talk shit about them all the time but ive only sworn IN FRONT OF a customer twice and neither time was it directed at them. but i mean im sitting on a small handful of customer complaints so its not like the gm would even consider me probably. idk dude. i can be nice if you pay me to be nice. but i get paid to do food and do it fast……….so
but yeah literallyyyyyyyyy i have no idea how people can be so??? inconsiderate???? and they dont??? care??? im learning that my contant frustration with people in my personal interactions is due to a disconnect between what i value in expectations and what actually happens. like. when i go somewhere i already KNOW what i want, so i say it quickly and competently. i preface a lot of my interactions with people im requesting food or services from with “i’m sorry but…”. i phrase things as “could i get” as opposed to “get me” or “i want” which sound HELLA rude tbh. id always have my money ready at the window or the register, im always trying to pay attention and not miss anything or just….be rude in any way bc i know fast food fucking sucks. i know some of the people i interact with probably hate their job as much as i do and i want to be the smallest burden i can be. and it seems like nearly no one else has these same values???? and i dont understand how people can just??? be? so? inconsiderate?
also yes bitch im the queen of passive aggression. literally the night before i was working a short shift and my friend was closing frontline and this bitch was closing drivethrough. i just got the okay to clock out and i was like “bye! have a beautiful night! just know that i love you so much and ive everything ive ever said has always been fake until this point! never meant anything ive ever said until now especially if your name starts with k or ends with ristin (drivethrough girl/the one whos being so difficult is named kristin) but just know that i love you!” and basically being really dramatic and extra as satire.
i guess for context the whole reason she decided to be mad at me was the other night when she was drunk and was like “do you even likeeeeeee meeee i feel like you hateeeee meeee wahh wahh wahhhh” even though im like…..yes bitch i enjoy your company? i joke/use hyperbole/satire/irony/whatever a lot but like occasionally id be like “ey yo you know its all jokes right u know i love u right” just to ensure that she knows but she fucking. ignores it all. i feel like she so desperately WANTS me to hate her and tbh i got fucking sick and tired of hearing her complain all the time about this shit! i fucking hate repeating myself! so sure. if you want me to hate you so fucking much there. i hate you. i fucking hate you so fucking much. like is that what you want to hear? is that validating? are you fucking happy?
its so fucking frustrating
but i will not be held accountable for her decision to be upset. because thats what it is. she wants to be upset, and she wants me to be responsible for it when its literally not my responsibility. i am absolutely not going to stand for this shit like i kind of want to say its emotional abuse lmaooo but im just so fucking sick of it.
everyone knows that i take chicken tenders and turnovers that would be thrown out at the end of the night and she was closing frontline yesterday and made a point to throw out the turnovers right next to me without asking if i wanted any/leaving any for me. i mean i completely expected her to be that petty of a bitch so it was kind of funny tbhonestly. also im p sure she unfollowed me here lmaoo
with regards to the guys and this paragraph could get a bit tmi/nsfw: yeah the first one kind of sucked but i feel like a little bit of the New Person Nerves have worn down so id do better if we were to hookup again. because like i totally would love to have fucked him but…..anxiety. he was hot tho. like 10/10 body and ass holy shit. plus he complimented me on my ass eating so (assuming that was genuine and not a vapid ego boost haha paranoia am i right) hopefully he comes back for seconds.
second guy ive had a longish history with. started talking to him at the beginning of last fall semester and we hooked up kinda regularly for about a month. things fell apart, we both understood that we wouldn’t be good dating wise but still enjoyed meaningless cuddles. whatever. it got to a point where he would only hit me up like once every month and a half or so and towards like january-ish he hits me up again. so im like nice cool lets chill. im getting ready for this but my phone is in the other room. while im doing this he drove by my place to pick me up (since he was on his way back from nashville), didnt get a response to an “im here” text (bc i was busy and tbh not expecting him to do that), and left. he lives within like walking distance tho so im like “?? sorry i was busy are you still out or should i walk over?“ and he texts me like “sorry hold up a thing just happened” and im like…….okay. so im just.. waiting around for him. periodically texting like “hey are we good for tonight and whats going on?” because like there was some drama with his friend? hes like.. apologizing and shit but this goes on for an hour. BUT. the ENTIRE time he’s dealing with this friend problem or whatever he’s literally on grindr. and at the end of this hour im like in full blown paranoia panic mode and i literally text him something mentioning this and he BLOCKS ME ON GRINDR so im like ??????!!!!??? and i text him (all while saying “not to be crazy or paranoid bc im probably coming off that way but like could i get an answer or something??”) AND HE LITERALLY SAYS HE DELETED HIS GRINDR. but thats a LIE because i have a secondary account to see like……if guys are still on grindr/if a thing with a guy might turn into something more like if i see he’s not on grindr as much?? thats prob incredibly stalkerish and probably really creepy but hey. thats me. so i KNOW he lied to me but i cant really say “hey ur a liar” without disclosing this weird creepy stalker part of me (funnily enough this isnt the first time a guy has lied to me and i caught it with my secondary account! so it proves to have some function use in the end. not totally crazy). so. yeah. that was the incident. after this i dont trust him at all, and i still dont, but i had it in my mind to like somehow get him to fall in love with me just so i could break his heart for doing this? never really worked out. so now im at the point where im like….eh he’s a piece of shit and i hate him but ill cuddle with him bc it feels good
back to nsfw/tmi: the sex was okay. he’s weird about people being near his like….dick and stuff because he was raped and i totally get it bc i was too but he was comfortable enough for me to finger him and my finger still hurts from where he clenched when he came lmaoooooo. was totally hot tho. and i got to east his ass so im like eyyyyyyyy. its been so long since ive eaten ass so having it two consecutive nights in a row has been cathartic.
tldr; we have 2 assisant managers and a gm rn. looking for more
tldr; bitch. same.
tldr; bitch. same.
tldr; he’s a liar
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He’s Got You High
For @a-simple-rainbow. ♥♥♥
She wanted something based on this post: Kurt sends an email to his TA while high on pain meds after a wisdom teeth extraction.
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Blaine is in the middle of his theatre history class when his phone signals a new email in his inbox. Discreetly hiding the phone from his instructor’s view by keeping his hands behind a stack of textbooks on his desk, he goes to his email folder and checks the sender.
It reads, Kurt Hummel.
He has to bite his tongue to stop the smile forming on his lips. Kurt is a sophomore, only a year behind Blaine, and takes improv and stage combat class with Blaine. He’s also a student in one of Mme Tibideaux’s more advanced voice studio classes that Blaine miraculously got to be the TA for this year.
To say that Kurt is Blaine’s favorite student would be an understatement – in fact, hopelessly crushing on him is probably more accurate.
It’s not like Blaine is planning to do anything about it, at least not while he’s Kurt’s TA. It would be inappropriate, unprofessional, and probably also really awkward, especially if Kurt isn’t interested.
So, he’s not fooling himself into thinking that Kurt’s email will be anything out of the ordinary. Probably a note of absence or questions about the final exam… though, as Blaine notices with a frown, the subject reads “Paper Eggstension”. Autocorrect maybe? There’s no way Kurt’s spelling is that bad, Blaine has read and graded most of his MUS105 papers.
Glancing at the teacher to ensure he’s still unobserved, Blaine opens the email, intrigued and a bit concerned now. He scans the first few lines and – oh, wow.
Everyone at NYADA knows Kurt is full of surprises and he’s certainly made an impression on Blaine more than once but this…? This has Blaine blushing, giggling under his breath, shaking his head fondly and wanting to check up on Kurt all at once.
To: Blaine Anderson
From: Kurt Hummel
Subject: Paper Eggstension
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Dear Mr. Blaine,
sry, I forgot your last name because Rachel calls you Mr. Dreamboat! And y would I use your last name anyway? You told us to call you Blaine. Thats a nice name. Blaiiiine.
You said other stuff too. Like that we could send you our MUS105 paper before we send it to Mme Tibidibideaux (I wish she let us call her Blaine too) but only if we dont miss the deadline. Now I gotta tell you: No can-do. But I have an excuse!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I know you don’t believe. But you should. Cuz Blaine, u see – I got my teeth removed. The smarty ones. The wisdom teat. Anyway. I got them out. It was brutality. So much pain, worse than when I watched you unfairly lose Midmight Madnesssss against that senior douche, whatever the fuck his name is again. You should have won Blaine. You were better. I think Rachel bribe the judge bc she went out with senior douche… what is hid name? Bobby? Barney?
But PLEASE could I get a few more days, could you ask Mme T.…??? I really wanna do well bc… you see, Mme T., she scares the hell out of me. Ha that rhymes, triple! Cuz I’m awesome. Yes, I am. You can just accept that as fact or you can also go out wih me and see how awesome I am for yourself, your choice (but pick the latter!). But anyway please please pls pls pls can I hand it the paper a bit later? I really cant submit something bad -- and Im afraid they pulled out my brain with the teeth!!!!!!!! I can’t write a well paper without a brain!
My doctor says Ill regret writing emails while Im hai (thats German for shark, funny fact) so I’m gonna stop and hope that you will say yes! Please bro? Oh! Brody. Brodouche. Midnight Madman. Destroy him next time! (He broke up with Rach, he deserves it.)
Thank you, Mr. Blaineboat. I really like you.
Kurt xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
Blaine reads the email three times before deciding that he should wait until after class to type out a response. In the state he’s in right now, he’ll probably do something stupid and just write back, Yes to all.
He wants to, of course. He’d give Kurt an extension on his paper and say yes to a date with him in a heartbeat but… he knows he’ll have to convince Mme Tibideaux, sort out his personal TA-student dating policy (and maybe ask around if NYADA has an official take on it) and make sure Kurt really meant to type this and didn’t just do so in the spur of the painkiller-induced moment.
The class can’t end fast enough but as soon as it’s over and Blaine finds a quiet corner in the library to think of what to respond, he blanks, drafting several replies but ending up deleting all of them.
“Goddammit,” he mutters to himself. “Just write something.”
In the end, “something” doesn’t really compare to Shakespeare but Blaine figures that at least he won’t risk his job over it, either.
And maybe, just maybe, Kurt will catch the ambiguity in his words.
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“What are you working on?” Rachel asks when she comes back to the loft, arms full of grocery bags that Kurt hopes are filled with veggies for him to make soup with. He seriously craves eating something that isn’t liquid but mushy veggies drowning in hot water really is the maximum of cheating when it comes to his pained cheeks. He knew it was a bad idea to get both upper wisdom teeth out the same day. But it’s too late to complain. At least he has a best friend who brings him soup.
Kurt sighs at the laptop in front of him.
“My paper for Mme Tibideaux,” he responds. “You know I love Sondheim but interpreting his work while physically injured makes me want to kill him.”
“He’s in his mid-eighties, Kurt,” Rachel tells him. “Let an old man be.”
“Ugh.” Kurt rubs his eyes. “The meds are making me tired, though.”
“Why do you even bother writing the paper when you got an extension from Mr. Dreamboat?”
Kurt frowns at Rachel. “Extension? When would I have gotten that?”
“In your email?” Rachel frowns back. “Come on, don’t tell me you chickened out just because you’re in love with him. He’s still our TA, he could probably do something about that deadline, so-”
“I don’t remember writing an email.” Kurt goes to student email and punches in his username and password. “Or getting one back, for that matter. Like, wouldn’t I rem-” He blinks in surprise, catching Blaine’s name in his inbox – twice, even. How high was he, exactly? “Wait, what did I…?” Clicking on the email, bits and pieces come back to him, and he suddenly grabs the couch cushion next to him, holding onto it for dear life. “Oh my god, no.”
“What?”
“Rachel.” Kurt feels the blood draining from his face. “Oh, Jesus, please tell me I didn’t write that…”
He scrolls through the quoted email below Blaine’s short responses (Dear Kurt, thank you for telling me! And yes, of course! I’ll talk to Mme Tibideaux, and get back to you once I know more. Get well soon! All the best, Blaine, and the more recent Dear Kurt, I got a yes from Mme Tibideaux, you’re getting one more week! Best, Blaine) and cringes when he reads the first line.
“I did. Fuuuuuck. Oh god, now I wish Sondheim could kill me.”
“Again, the guy’s, like, 85…” Rachel says slowly. “And why would you- whoa, is that your email to Blaine?”
Kurt doesn’t answer, instead opting to hide his face in his hands.
“You did not tell him we call him Mr. Dreamboat.”
Kurt whimpers.
“You did not ask him out!” Rachel squeals.
Kurt lets out a miserable whine.
“Oh my god, Kurt, you did not tell him you like him and signed the email with a dozen kissing faces!!!”
“WHAT?!” Kurt’s hands fly back to his laptop. He didn’t re-read that part. “Oh my god! I ju- Rachel, I can never go back to that school. I’m such a failure at life, Jesus Christ.”
“You’re very religious all of a sudden.”
“Don’t just sit there mocking me,” Kurt begs. “Tell me it was all just a bad dream.”
Rachel gives him a look of deep, genuine pity. “I really wish I could but I doubt my eyes can never unsee that email. Also, I know you wrote that while you were high on pain meds but I am a bit upset you never told me you didn’t like Brody. Might have saved me some trouble.”
Kurt rolls his eyes at her. “You honestly believe I never brought it up? What do you think we were we having that flea-market chair argument for? And don’t even pretend like you would have called it off with him just because I said something.” Rachel opens her mouth to speak but Kurt shakes his head violently. “It doesn’t matter, anyway – what am I going to do about this?!”
Rachel shrugs. “Kurt, it’s out there. All you can do now is roll with it.”
“In my grave, you mean?”
“In class. To which we’re going tomorrow since you’re so much better already,” Rachel tells him sternly. “Judging by Mr. Dreamb-”
“We can’t call him that anymore,” Kurt says quickly.
“Fine.” She sighs. “Judging by Blaine’s reply, he’s not bothered by it. Who knows, maybe he’s flattered. Or happy about it. It’s not every day you get an email from a cute guy confessing he’s crushing on you.”
“Yeah, right,” Kurt mumbles into the sleeve of his sweater. “As if I stand a chance with him.”
“No time like the present to find out,” Rachel says with finality. “Now, I’m making you soup, and you’re going to put on some Sondheim so you can work on your paper with some fresh insights and maximum concentration.”
It’s a nice thought – but Kurt doesn’t get anything done that night.
-
Blaine carefully keeps his eyes on his notebook when Rachel and Kurt walk into his class.
He was expecting Kurt to come back today (and no, he did not google how long it takes for people to recover from wisdom teeth extraction – he just asked Sam, who had gotten it done right before moving to New York), and he might have put a little extra effort into looking good today. He never got a response from Kurt, so he figures the guy has either silently acknowledged the paper extension, avoided Blaine for a number of possible reasons or forgotten about the exchange entirely.
Whatever the motivation behind it, Blaine will not despair over it. He’s Kurt’s TA, and as such won’t try anything anyway. NYADA doesn’t seem to have any policy against TAs dating students but nevertheless, he doesn’t want to put either them in an awkward position.
Which doesn’t even take into account the fact that he still doesn’t know whether Kurt remembers asking him out, whether he actually meant it, or whether he intends to ask again.
He might want to wait until Blaine’s no longer his TA as well. That’s alright with Blaine. After all, there’s a month left to this semester, so he can wait. He totally can.
He looks up from his notebook with a smile.
“Hi everyone,” he greets the class. “How are you doing? So, the deadline for your papers is Friday so I hope you’ve all sent me your drafts in case you want me to read them.” He can’t help but let his eyes wander to where Kurt is sitting. “Unless there were any reasons to hand them in late.”
Kurt blinks really quickly at the sudden eye contact, and lets out a nervous laugh.
And Blaine realizes he really totally cannot wait a whole month to get answers to his questions.
Before he can stop himself, he adds, “Everyone with extensions on their papers, please come see me after class.”
Of course, that’s just Kurt, but the class won’t know. Okay, Rachel might know, seeing as she elbows Kurt so hard it almost sends him flying off his seat. Kurt almost doesn’t seem to notice it as he’s busy staring at Blaine with a bit of a twitch in his eye.
Blaine suppresses a groan. This isn’t the plan. What is he doing?
-
“Blaine, I am so sorry!” Kurt exclaims in misery when the rest of the students slip away after class is over.
He’s beyond glad that Blaine didn’t make him sing any of his pieces today because apart from already being nervous whenever Blaine does ask him to do that, today his anxiety probably would have been the final straw. He might have run off or broken out into tears in front of everyone.
Blaine looks at him with a small smile. “You’ve got nothing to apologize.”
“Uh, yes, I do,” Kurt says stubbornly. He’s beyond mortified; the least Blaine can do is let him apologize properly. “I really didn’t mean to-”
“Oh.” Blaine looks down on the pile of sheet music he was stacking. “Yeah, right. Uhm, seriously though, I know how bad pain killers can be, I don’t blame you for-”
“Oh thank god, you know it was the pain meds,” Kurt breathes out in relief. “I was afraid you’d think-”
“No worries,” Blaine cuts him off. “It’s alright if you didn’t mean any of it.”
Kurt hesitates for a second, and gulps as he takes in Blaine’s slightly shaky hand movement as he stuffs the sheet music into his messenger bag.
“If…?” he asks quietly.
“I mean that,” Blaine says, eyebrows furrowing slightly. “Sorry, that, of course.”
Kurt’s at a loss. He’s getting mixed signals, and just judging by the last bit of the exchange – if that was the only thing that had happened, his stupid email and the fact that Blaine is his freaking TA forgotten – he might even be encouraged to inquire further.
But he can’t just admit to meaning all of it, right?
He settles for the safer topic. “So you wanted to speak to me about my paper?” he asks.
“Uh, yes.” Blaine smiles, though he still looks distracted. “I just wanted to ask you whether you had any questions about the material since you couldn’t join us for the last two sessions.”
“I…” Kurt shakes his head. “No, I think I’ve got it covered. Rachel caught me up.”
“Alright. Well, if you have any questions, you can send me an email.”
“Or not,” Kurt says quickly. “I think I’m swearing off emails for a while.”
Blaine laughs, the sound warm and pleasant in Kurt’s ear.
“Right,” he says. “I know this is a bit awkward but… it could have been worse. You could have written that to Mme Tibideaux or Miss July.”
Kurt is so relieved that Blaine is able to joke about it that he replies with a mindless, “Yeah, except I wouldn’t have told them I liked them, so…”
Blaine gapes at him, and Kurt realizes a second to late what he’s implying yet again.
“Oh,” Blaine says. “I, uh-”
“I’ve got to go,” Kurt cuts in, ears burning. “Can I go?”
“Uh, uhm, well, yeah, of course,” Blaine stutters.
As Kurt turns around and gathers his stuff, he can hear Blaine mutter something to himself. Kurt’s almost out the door, when Blaine calls out, “Kurt?”
Kurt turns around gingerly. “Yeah?”
“I really didn’t mind.”
“Okay...”
“Like, really really.”
Kurt wants to scream, But what does that mean?! Instead, he takes a deep breath, collects his thoughts, and says, “Okay… see you in improv, I guess?”
Blaine nods quickly. “Yeah. Later, Kurt.”
“Later, Blaine.”
-
Blaine is early to improv class, even though it’s all the way across campus. But he didn’t stop for his usual coffee, grabbed a salad to-go instead of lunch with his friends from his dorm, and also maybe, possibly hurried to get to class because Kurt is usually early to everything.
Blaine is the first to arrive, though, so he grabs his usual seat and gets out his salad. He’s about to slice the egg when he hears Kurt’s voice from outside the classroom.
“Talk to you later, Rachel.”
“Okay. And, Kurt, remember to ask-”
“Bye now!”
As soon as Kurt’s through the door, his eyes land on Blaine and he freezes.
“Uh, hi,” he says. His cheeks are slightly red, probably from the cold weather outside. “You’re – uhm, early.”
“Yeah.” Blaine looks down briefly, willing himself to just go for it this time. “I wanted to talk to you.”
“Again?” Kurt bites his lip. “I thought-”
“Kurt, when I said yes in the email, I meant yes to both.”
“Both?” Kurt frowns. “I don’t-”
“Both questions. Or requests, I guess.”
Kurt’s eyes widen. “You mean…”
“Yeah, I mean,” Blaine says with as much conviction as possible. “At first, I didn’t want to say anything because, you know, TA and all, but… seeing you in class, knowing, or well, hoping that you meant it, and… I don’t know, I couldn’t wait those four weeks until the semester is over. So I asked you to stay after class but then that felt super shady, too, so… I don’t even really know what I’m doing right now.”
“Do you know what you’re saying, though?” Kurt asks breathlessly.
“Well…” Blaine can’t suppress a grin. “Unlike some people, I’m not on pain meds right now, so, yeah, I’m pretty sure I have full control over my words.”
Kurt glares at him but it’s mostly façade, especially considering he’s still looking like Christmas came a bit early this year, and Blaine… well, Blaine is floored at the thought of being the one to actually make him look like that.
“Well, apparently those pain meds at least made me confess something neither of us could admit to sober, so…”
“Hey, for the record,” Blaine says, getting up to stand in front of Kurt, “I fully intended to ask you out once the semester was over.”
Kurt’s eyes are locked on Blaine with sheer intensity, and Blaine isn’t proud to admit it makes his knees a bit weak.
“Really?” Kurt asks, clearly intrigued, then sighs. “So my email was completely unnecessary.”
“I wouldn’t say that,” Blaine says. “I got so many laughs out of it.”
“Oh god, shut up.”
“No, I mean, it – eggstension?” Blaine chuckles. “Wisdom teat? There were some good ones there.”
“What part of shut up-”
Waiting really isn’t Blaine’s strong suit, he realizes, as he leans in to kiss Kurt, four weeks too early to be completely professional, yet about half a year too late considering how long he’s had his eye on him.
Kurt’s protest is muffled against Blaine’s lips, and dies down completely once they press closer together to get better access. They part for air briefly, and Kurt whispers, “When I got up this morning, I would have sworn this would be the last thing I’d ever say, but I’m pretty proud of myself for writing that email now.”
Blaine licks his bottom lip, chasing the faint taste of Kurt there. “I’m glad you wrote it, too.” This whole thing between them has lasted about a minute but he wants more so badly he feels like he’s physically incapable from drawing Kurt back in and kissing him again.
They keep at it until other students start to trickle into the room, and even then they share meaningful glances and press their ankles together between their chairs.
Between all the talking and kissing, Blaine didn’t get to eat his salad, so about halfway through the lecture, his stomach starts growling.
Kurt turns to him with a grin. “Forgot to eat?”
“I guess I was distracted.”
“Hm, by what, I wonder?” Kurt asks cheekily.
Blaine eyes his untouched salad in amusement. “I guess I got pretty egg-sited over this boy I like.”
It’s totally worth all the frustrated elbowing he gets in response.
#a-simple-rainbow#klaine fic#klaine#klaine fanfic#klaine AU#klaine prompt#my klaine fics#THIS IS SO SILLY YET AGAIN#I'M SORRY RAINBOW I APPARENTLY CAN'T WRITE NON-SILLY ANYMORE#but shhh Blaine really loves puns - pass it on#(there might be typos too - they're all unintentional unless they are part of Kurt's email :P)
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I think this is a spritual breakthrough?
or Im finally coming to reality of me.
Having mommy and daddy issues is one thing but realizing you have to let it go sucks.
lol im not giving much context bc noone is listening and its fucking tumblr...but hey, why not 🤷🏽♀️just a lil
today felt different for me. it is usual for me to go through highs and lows within my close relationships,especially recently since I was in “da clink” 😂( im sorry i cant take myself serious) but ultimately inpatient (on my fucking birthday! but that is another story for another day) my relationships with ppl have been shaky,my already pretty low self esteem hit a whole another level of low low, and I, for the first time felt a genuine depressive slump... like not taking showers, not sleeping, not having the energy to speak,etc. I’ve been super anxious most of my life (even before i knew what that meant) so I was use to being sad but only on the inside bc ppl were gonna think i was crazy,crazy angry outburst all of dat.So this type of illness was new to me. that im trying to cope with and treat carefully.
today, my mom was in a good mood.well she’s been like this for a weeks but i know its not gonna last. it never does. I use to feed into her happiness streak and depend on her for my happy and ultimately sadness, and blame myself. And recently I’ve been doing my own thing and not really feed into any of her moods and she ended up adapting to this distance but mutual vibe for each other, which sucks bc me and my mom were so close.but in these Quarantine times and having to spend more time together, I have been cooking, doing more around the house, and helping her and ultimately being her vent person, but this time im not taking it personal. idk if im been going to my therapist too much or im actually learning, how to think for myself and honestly it feels different and for months Ive been keeping more to myself not hiding anything but fixing and venting on my own. Anyways back to today, being woken up at 10am on a saturday by your mom asking you to go the store with her is a feeling everybody knows, you dont wanna go but go and you’re going to help your mom bc you love your mom. And i know going to walmart in these times when its honestly chaos and very triggering for an anxiety riddled person like myself,but here we are driving to walmart. I love when she’s happy if though i didnt want to go, i still wanted to help. now my mom does things where she a) complains about how i “make her feel like she needs to rush bc of my attitude” that i dont have b) and leaves me with the buggy with 500 items in it having to chase across this busy store, I can only say im sorry and oh my fault so many times! it weirdly small and unnessscary things to be annoyed by this but im been feeling and thinking deep lately and it bothered me even more than when i was little kid (and i use to get hot !!) but now im a “composed” “functional” adult and now i see this as another example of her not being concerned about anyone but herself,especially the ppl who care about her the most and today I didnt snap but I was stern when i told to her to “stop having me chase you around the store,please?” Now you must think im a drag to be around (i might be)but around her i try to be my very best and im always invested in what ever she’s interested that day. it got to be weird once we we’re driving home and i was cooking dinner. My mom said something that sounds like what i exclaimed to my very gracious boyfriend who puts up with me ❤️, when im feeling low. “... I feel like noone cares that im overwhelmed *about her new business venture*and this is why i feel discouraged “. then I say “ remember what we talked about taking one thing at a ti-“ “we’re in the house the whole my business should be up and running, im slacking... noone wants to help me” and i instantly felt a tight gut feeling from hearing the similarities of our toxic self bantering and even more sadly how she handles it. noone wants to help but you dont ask (but oh she shouldnt have to ask🙄) or when ppl do help (like me, im currently making website and trying to do all her social media managing) you slight them don’t appreciate them. apparently noone is helping her so she has to hire someone? I asked her for what? what else do you need help with” “my social media” i look at her confused bc that what i was suppose to do but she told she got it, and when she’s introuble im there to help. then after she let out her toxic semi hateful speech without any interrupted, it’s like she empty herself out on me to asorb and then mood switches to happy and joyful again. I did my usual cordial walk downstairs to my space, not to fast so you dont seem upset about anything she said but “she knows whats best” thinks even for herself,but hey who am I to judge.
my relevation: doing my rountine facetime calls with my long distance lover ❤️,casually describing my day, I feel a tight gut feeling when (and see I knew i was down today but idk what for) i starting talking about how my mom was acting and what she said and I made the connection. I get the unbearable self doubt and pressuring idealogy from her. I made it journey to not end up like her or in her position in life (not saying she is a terrible but she is the most confident beautiful black women who is caring and thoughtful. she is just unpredictable) I started to wonder if I am perceived this way to my close ppl? but instead of cursing ppl out and being angry I just cry myself to sleep? ... them my tears im my eyes started to well up, which pissed me off bc im tired of crying gurl 🙄😂. bc I realized how I was happy or comfortable at all today, with my mom. she is my closest person to me,she knew everything about me and i was her only true friend who listened and care about everything she said or do when things that really hurt me. i felt this strain in our relationship was my fault... bc that’s what i was told in inpatient and even in therapy by her. no matter what anyone said or prove to me, I was gonna fold my emotions on her, but it is. we are healthy for each other anymore and as much as i want to make it better, I know i cant be under her anymore, i cant be at her beck and call, it all made sense to me. but what made me really sad, is that she doesn’t even realize she hurt self, by cutting off her friends or anyone who wanted to help and got too close, she thinks she always knows what best for herself and everyone around, when the smoke clears and she realizes she by herself and as much as i dont want to leave her to be alone and feel like she has noone, I will never be myself. I feel like i am my own person. but why do i feel so shitty?
ahh fuck it’s 3 am
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