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fitzs-space · 10 months

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Hey? Hi! I was wondering if you could show all of the hermits from your(?) Picrew? If my phones gunna be out of storage I want it filled with your drawing please (you don't have to)

whoe, year old hermit art be upon ye.

as a send off to pride month, y'all get to see all the images I speedran in like two weeks for the sake of the Picrew that I made last year! many of the designs are outdated at this point, and looking at these I can always point out a good handful of mistakes. A bunch of sleepless nights colouring all of these guys after my shifts, and a long list to make sure I didn't have too many characters facing one way or the other. All while intentionally drawing poses so People could put their favorite characters together and have matching Icons with their friends. and also cursing out Xisuma for his bone mage arch cause I HAD ALREDY FINISHED THE LINE ART AND I WASNT REDRAWING HIM AGAIN DAMIT,,, everyone else got their S9 skins from the earlier parts of the season though ') But ultimately this was and still is one of my most favorite projects I ever worked on. My nameless legacy amongst the hermitcraft community that will outlive me. and here's the link before Im asked for it again

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louis-the-french-one · 28 days

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Hey ! I hope you are okay :)

Can I request a fic with Timothée Chalamet with a GN!reader when they are at the Wonka or Dune premiere and they got a matching outfit or something small that matches (I just love matching details) and maybe fans saw it and the internet went "wild"! And it's just fluff and cute :)

Don't pressure yourself if you don't want to do it ! Like always I love your fics <3

See you later my friend!

Timothée Chalamet x GN!reader

Type: fluff

Relationship: dating

Summary: Reader and Timothée have been dating for a few months and they finally make it official on the Dune premiere red carpet

Warnings: mention of stress and slight anxiety

Use of Y/N

1.240 words

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Timothée’s alarm rang loudly, echoing in the bedroom. The young man sat up and checked his phone, it was 7am on Thursday February 15th, the day of the Dune part 2 premiere. His heart pace quickened in his chest, anxiety creeping in. His breaths were short and harsh when a light in the room was turned on. Turning his head in the direction of the shuffling Timothée was met with a kiss gently being placed on his cheek, he calmed down instantly, smiling as he reached out to caress the person’s face. After a moment, he turned his whole body towards them, staring into the eyes of his lover. The quiet of the morning accentuated the comforting aura of his partner and the young man felt his body relax. Except for his heart, which pace had gone up again, but it was not because of stress any more, his heart was being hit by waves of deep feelings, of love. His partner took both of his hands in theirs, playing with them gently. They must have felt Timothée’s anxiety and were making sure he was okay, waiting for him to say the first words. But neither of them wanted to break their sweet sleepy silence.

To both of their disappointment, the silence was broken by the sound of the electric blinds opening. However the atmosphere stayed comfortable as they laughed, protecting their eyes from the sunlight.

“Hey love.” Timothée said while placing kiss on his lover’s lips.

“Hey.” Y/N answered in their sleepy voice.

“Did you sleep well?” The young man asked.

“I always sleep well when I sleep with you.” They laughed. “Did you?”

“Yeah.” He smiled, “Are you ready for today?”

“I think so… But are you? You seemed really stressed.” Y/N squeezed their boyfriend’s hand.

“Y-Yeah, I was… I am. I really want it to go well. Everyone worked very hard on the movie and tonight we’re finally presenting it to people. But I’m also, we, are also presenting our relationship to the public. And don’t get me wrong I am so ready for that, it’s just, stressful.” He explained.

“I know darling, I’m sure it’ll be okay, everyone’s gonna love your movie. And as for us, you know if you wanted to wait a little longer…” Y/N started.

“No, no, no. We’re gonna go. I want to do this with you. Wearing our awesome matching outfits to show everyone how iconic we are.” Timothée said with a certain pride that made his partner laugh.

After a bit more of talking, the love birds shared a breakfast in the hotel they were currently staying at for the premiere. A great number of staff joined them in their room when Timothée let know that they were ready to start the day. They went through all the safety protocols again, kept repeating the exact time when everyone needed to be where they needed to be, Timothée’s publicist and manager ran by him what he could and could not say in interviews before finally the stylists arrived.

Then Timothée and Y/N were staring at the beautiful clothes had been brought to them, they had loved the pitch but finally seeing it, it seemed even better. Both outfits though Y/N’s was less eye-popping, consisted of a black top and shiny gold bottom; as per accessories, Timothée had a beautiful Cartier necklace that was matching a bracelet that his lover was to wear.

The pair wanted it to be no doubt that they were in fact dating, and they had had fun pitching to the stylist matching details ideas for all the outfits they were to have during the press tour. They were having even more fun now actually putting on the first of the long list of outfits to come. Timothée couldn’t stop complimenting Y/N every time he laid eyes on them, which never failed to make them blush. When they were done getting ready, with clothes on, hair and make-up done, they went to sit down on the bed, and stared at each other, just like they were that morning. Timothée went to kiss his partner, which Y/N happily accepted and they kissed him back. Soon enough somebody came and told them the car was ready and they were to leave in 5 mins.

The car ride was short, Timothée and Y/N just enough time to discuss the pose they were to take for the pictures before they arrived. The young man got out first, then holding out his hand to help his lover out of the car. Hand in hand, the two of them made their way to the red carpet. Journalists all around the place were screaming to get their attention and get the perfect picture of the couple. It was all a bit overwhelming and Y/N was thankful for the comforting hold their boyfriend had on their hips. A few minutes later the awaited moment was over and Y/N was led inside the theatre as Timothée stayed for alone and cast pictures and interviews.

When was time for the screening, the cast entered the theatre. Timothée’s gaze fell into Y/N quickly, he couldn’t wait for them to see the movie.

The movie was amazing, everyone loved it though if asked Y/N would say they loved it the most. They were so proud of Timothée and hugged him tightly when the credits rolled. After a few last words from Denis, people started leaving. Timothée and Y/N quietly rejoined the car and talked about the movie all the way back to their room. They kept talking about it as they got undressed, showered and got ready to finally sleep. Once laid in bed, Y/N pulled out his phone and checked his Instagram. Their whole feed was pictures of the premieres, and mostly pictures of them and Timothée.

“Timothée Chalamet debuts relationship on Dune 2 red carpet.” The young person read aloud for their boyfriend to hear.

“Oh right, the articles and pictures are out now, how do we look?” Asked Timothée as he got into bed.

Y/N gave their phone to him.

“Damn we look amazing baby!” He said planting a kiss to their forehead.

“Yeah, especially you, you looked so hot like that, it was simple but effective.” They laughed.

Timothée’s curiosity took the better of him and he found himself looking at the comments. To his relief, he was met with thousands of nice comments hyping up their relationship.

“LilTimmyTim98 says ‘OMGGGG THEY’RE SO CUTE TOGETHERRR’, well I agree, we looked adorable.” He hands the phone back to Y/N.

“Well Chamalamabingbong said ‘Imagine rizzing Timothée Chalamet, they’re so lucky’ and I agree with that.” They laugh.

Y/N continues reading the comments, occasionally showing some to Timothée. The fans seemed to had reacted well to them dating. Most of them wishing the couple the best. Y/N had never been tagged so much on socials, everyone was talking about them and Timothée, they had even seem passionate fans already calling them the best famous couple of this era. They were very thankful for these comments, as they made the negative ones seem ridiculous. They and Timothée were in love, and now the world knew and everything was going well.

“I love you.” Y/N suddenly said.

“I love you too.” Timothée answered softly before kissing his lover. “Now let’s go to sleep.” He grabbed Y/N’s phone and turned it off. The couple then soon fell asleep in each other’s arms.

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#timothee chalamet #timothée chalamet #timothee chalamet x reader #x reader #x gender neutral reader #timothee chalamet x gender neutral reader #timothée chalamet x reader #timothée chalamet x gender neutral reader #gender neutral #gn reader #gn!reader #y/n

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gong-fourz · 1 month

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Happily Ever After

Pairing: nonidol!Jay x fem!reader Summary: In the heart of the magical kingdom, where dreams come true. Jay had orchestrated a secret adventure. As you strolled the enchanted streets, your heart skipped a beat when you realized the grandeur of his surprise. WC: 744 Genre: fluff

taglist - m.list

I had always dreamed of going to Disneyland, ever since I was a little girl. The magical kingdom, the thrilling rides, and of course, the enchanting castle. But as I grew older, the idea of visiting the happiest place on earth seemed like a distant dream. That is until my boyfriend, Jay, surprised me with a trip to Disneyland. It was a normal Saturday afternoon when Jay showed up at my door, a mischievous glint in his eyes. I could sense that he was up to something, but I had no idea what it could be. He grabbed my hand and led me to his car, blindfolding me before I could even ask any questions. After what seemed like an eternity, we finally arrived at our destination. I could hear the sound of people laughing and the familiar tune of Disney songs. Jay guided me through the park, describing everything we passed by in great detail. I could feel the excitement bubbling inside me, and I couldn't wait to see what he had planned. Finally, Jay stopped and removed the blindfold. I was standing in front of the iconic Disneyland castle, adorned with colorful lights and decorations. Tears welled up in my eyes as I took in the sight, and I turned to Jay, who was beaming with pride. 'Surprise!' he exclaimed, pulling me into a tight hug. I couldn't believe it. My dream was finally coming true, and I had my amazing boyfriend to thank for it. We spent the whole day exploring the park, going on rides, and indulging in all the delicious treats Disneyland had to offer. It was the most magical day of my life, and I couldn't have asked for a better person to share it with. As the sun began to set, Jay took me to a quiet spot by the lake, where we sat down on a bench and watched the fireworks display. It was the perfect end to a perfect day. But little did I know, Wo had one more surprise up his sleeve. As the last firework burst in the sky, Jay got down on one knee, a small velvet box in his hand. My heart stopped beating as he opened the box to reveal a stunning diamond ring. 'Y/N, you are my everything. I have loved you since the moment I met you, and I want to spend the rest of my life making you happy. Will you marry me?' Jay asked, his voice trembling with emotion. Tears of joy streamed down my face as I nodded vigorously, unable to find the words to express how I felt. Jay slipped the ring on my finger, and we shared a passionate kiss, surrounded by the magical ambiance of Disneyland. The next few months were a blur of wedding planning and excitement. Jay and I decided to have a small, intimate wedding at Disneyland, as it held a special place in our hearts. We invited our closest friends and family, and they were just as thrilled as we were. On the day of our wedding, I couldn't stop smiling. I couldn't believe that I was getting married to my best friend, my soulmate, my everything. As I walked down the aisle towards Jay, I could see the love and adoration in his eyes, and I knew that I was the luckiest girl in the world. The ceremony was beautiful, and as we exchanged our vows, I couldn't help but think about how far we had come. From our first date to this moment, Jay had been my rock, my support system, and my biggest cheerleader. I couldn't imagine my life without him. As we danced our first dance as husband and wife, I knew that this was just the beginning of our happily ever after. And as we watched the fireworks light up the night sky, I whispered to Jay, 'Thank you for making all my dreams come true.' He smiled and pulled me closer, whispering back, 'No, thank you for making my life a fairytale.' From that day on, we returned to Disneyland every year to celebrate our anniversary. And every time we walked through the gates, we were reminded of the magical day when Jay surprised me with a trip to Disneyland and ended up proposing. It was a moment that I would cherish forever, and I couldn't wait to create more memories with my beloved husband in the happiest place on earth.

#enhypen fanfiction #enhypen jay #jay x reader #enhypen imagines #park jongseong #enhypen scenarios #enhypen fluff #enhypen fic #enha x reader #enha fluff #enhypen jake #enhypen jungwon #enhypen sunoo #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen niki #enhypen

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thepunkmuppet · 11 months

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reasons why lorne is queer coded and why I am confused no one talks about the gay icon that he is

he is a stereotypical effeminate gay man down to the voice (i hate that you know the one, but you know the one). he likes glitz and glam and showbiz and female celebrities and parties and pop culture and mimosas and nice clothes and just behaves the way gay men are stereotypically shown/seen to behave (especially in early 2000s media) so um yeah that’s straight up the definition of queer coding but THERES MORE SO IM CONTINUING

his innate passion for music is used as a clear allegory for being different, and by extension sexuality and gender. he was shunned for his unique interest in music by his family and culture, and hated for being different by everyone in pylea despite it being something he couldn’t seem to control. when he comes to earth, he is able to be himself and pursue his passions, and sees pylea and his family environment as literal hell. the culture in pylea is based around conformity and obedience and is run by a shady religious group, so him breaking free from that environment is super relatable for queer people who grew up in religious / anti-lgbt homes

caritas is most definitely a metaphor for a queer safe space / gay bar. there is no violence allowed, humans and demons exist there in peace with each other, and he created it personally from the ground up to provide a space for others like him who are different and might not want to go / be able to go to “normal” or human bars. oh and also there’s a club shooting scene where, despite most of the demons there being peaceful, the shooters are a, afraid of them and b, in this specific case, enjoy hunting and terrorising them for sport because they hate them so much. so. yeah that TOTALLY doesn’t reflect real life queer history and current events not at ALL

the women in the deathwok clan look like bearded men. lorne makes a few comments about cordelia’s beauty and availability as well as some pylean women from the past, but we know that the concept of gender and womanhood is different in pylea. so even if he is attracted to women, his experience of gender and gendered attraction is undeniably queer by human standards regardless

he clearly has a casual thing for angel. like he knows that man is gorgeous but he also knows that angel is in love with like fifteen different people throughout the series and he is just not about that drama

he uses affectionate pet names for everyone, especially angel, ALL THE TIME like honey, baby, muffin, sweetcheeks, angel-cakes etc

he fulfils the gay best friend stereotype very often in the role he plays in episodes, often furthering others’ arcs and the plots of episodes while providing sassy quirky advice and having no personal character growth. bad trope that I do not like but it’s true

he is a kind sweet mum friend and a sassy gay wine aunt at the same time and I love that for him

EDIT I realised this on rewatch recently, I had forgotten there is a scene where just straight up shamelessly asks angel out on a date to a concert. so.

basically I have a lot of feelings about him and I simultaneously relate to him and want him to be my mum and he is a very very special boy who deserves all the love in the world!!! so!!! lorne says happy pride month!!!!

edit: everyone in the tags and comments saying it is obvious you are completely true and correct!! which is why idk why no one talks about him!!!!! I just wanted to put my thoughts into words so here it is

#ats #angel the series #lorne #btvs lorne #ats lorne #krevlornswath #krevlornswath of the deathwok clan #buffyverse #buffy the vampire slayer #btvs

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positivelyholland · 1 year

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Hi Sophie!

Could you imagine styles-swift reader rocking up to the VMAs with Taylor this year!? Maybe matching her mum?? Iconic 😌 - ✨

this was submitted about 8 months ago and i am SO sorry for not responding sooner but it got lost within the depths of my inbox and has been sitting unfinished since i found it about a month ago but here it is!

pairing: taylor swift x daughter!reader

genre: fluff

warnings: brief mention of anxiety

summary: taylor takes you to an event as her plus one

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You take a deep breath as you step out of the limousine and onto the red carpet. You're wearing a beautiful dress that your mom helped you pick out, and your heart is racing with excitement.

This is your first red carpet event, and you're feeling a little nervous, but you're also thrilled to be here with your mom.

As you make your way down the carpet, you can hear the excited chatter of the fans and reporters. They're all shouting your name, asking you to look their way for a picture or an interview. You smile and wave, feeling a little overwhelmed by all the attention.

Taylor takes your hand and leads you towards the entrance of the event. She looks stunning in her red carpet gown, and you feel proud to be walking alongside her.

"Are you excited?" she asks, squeezing your hand.

You nod, feeling a little starstruck as you see some of your favorite celebrities walking past you. You've always been a fan of Hollywood and the entertainment industry, and being here feels like a dream come true.

As you enter the event, you're greeted by the sound of music and the chatter of the guests. The room is filled with celebrities and industry professionals, and you feel a little out of place at first. But your mom introduces you to some of her friends and colleagues, and you start to feel more comfortable.

You spend the first hour of the event mingling and chatting with other guests. You meet some other famous singers, even a few that you have listened to for years now. It's surreal to be talking to these people that you've admired from afar for so long.

Eventually, your mom takes you over to a table where a group of her friends are sitting. They're all dressed in their red carpet best, and they all seem to be having a great time.

"Hey, everyone," Taylor says as she approaches the table. "This is my daughter, y/n"

Everyone greets you warmly, and you feel a sense of belonging among this group of successful, talented people.

You start to relax and enjoy yourself, chatting and laughing with your mom's friends.

As the night wears on, you start to feel a little tired. You're not used to staying up so late, and the excitement of the event is starting to wear off. But your mom seems to be having a great time, and you don't want to ruin her night by asking to leave early.

Just as you're starting to feel like you might need to sit down for a minute, a group of reporters approaches your table. They ask if they can interview you and your mom, and you feel a surge of nervousness.

But your mom handles the situation with ease, answering questions and chatting with the reporters. You're amazed at how confident and professional she is, even in the face of so much attention.

After the interview is over, your mom turns to you with a smile. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" she asks.

You shrug, feeling a little overwhelmed. "It was okay," you say. "But I'm kind of tired."

Taylor nods, understanding. "Do you want to head out?" she asks.

You nod, relieved. You're ready to go home and curl up in bed, but you're also grateful for the experience.

As you make your way back to the limousine, you can't help but feel a sense of pride. You've just attended your first red carpet event with your mom, and you've met so many amazing people.

It's a night you'll never forget, and you're grateful to have had the opportunity to share it with your mom.

#taylor swift x daughter!reader #taylor swift x reader #taylor swift #harry styles x daughter!reader #styles swift!reader #positively holland #x daughter!reader

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cursedcola · 2 years

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I loved the ask about them watching you sleep with a plushie! Could you do the same with Azul, Vil and Jamil, please?

A/N: At last, it is time to wrap up this series. Many months later after I completely forgot about it lol (but who says there is a time limit on progress? Not me). I hope you both like this conclusion!

Azul and Trey can be found in pt. 2. Everyone else is below the cut!

Links: pt.1 ; pt. 2

Jamil Viper

A heart

There’s nothing like a morning run to boost morale!

Or in Jamil’s case, his sanity. The time he spends at clubs and doing athletics has become his outlet over the years. A place to vent his frustrations without having to do so verbally. If he doesn’t get these moments then he would have snapped long ago

It’s also important to keep your mind and body healthy. The last thing he needs is Kalim outdoing him while he wasn’t holding back - that would be humiliating

Which is why he is mildly sympathetic when you ask him to let you join in occasionally. A basketball match here, a jog there, a hike once in a while, maybe some footwork practice for dancing at future events. You merely want some fun outside of your usual chaotic life that has zero chance of getting you expelled. He gets it.

Please stop rambling in his ear. He isn’t going to say no but you’re stressing him out

If it was anyone else he would have instantly declined. For you? He agrees, but for more selfish reasons than your health

He just wants to see your ‘friends’ suffer with their precious prefect taken away. If you’re with Jamil then he demands your full focus. If this was a game, no side characters are allowed in his love events

He doesn’t wan’t to share teehee and it is absolutely gratifying to watch your little first year possey deflate in rejection. All because you’ve set aside time for him and no one else

It gets better. He gets your attention and free entertainment. Anyone else messing up a two-step move on the sixth time would annoy Jamil to no end. You can keep it up though. He gets to show off and watch your cute expressions of defeat after each mishap

Which eventually leads to him smirking with his arms crossed in pride once you succeed. You’re utterly exhausted but having fun - it’s endearing. Not that he’d tell you though haha

Those moments were definitely pique. At least he thought as such

Now Jamil is reconsidering. After one exceedingly long late-night jog, he questions if he’s possibly been pushing you too far. You were late to breakfast and obviously sleep deprived. You weren’t responsive enough to stop Kalim from tackling you to the floor, with your apologies afterwards being slurred

A quiet guilt gnaws at him until lunch, and Jamil decides to seek you out

You don’t show up to lunch, and half-way in he grumbles under his breath to check your previous classroom

Guilt fades to a warm fondness when he finds you asleep at your desk. Two blazers hang off your shoulders and he reflects on an iconic heartslabyul duo missing their coats in the dining hall

He scoffs, peeling them off of you and tossing them on a nearby desk. Underneath it all, you clutch a hideous red heart plush as a makeshift pillow

He has no clue where it came from. Sam surely did not sell something so cringeworthy. Or was it a present? Maybe. It has a small face etched in that sends shivers down his spine. It stares into his soul, mocking him, and he’s tempted to toss it in the discarded coat pile as well

Jamil resists the temptation, and instead shrugs off his own jacket to lay over your shoulders. Then he shuts off the lights and heads back to lunch, daydreaming of the fit your ‘friends’ will throw when they see their coats tossed aside

“The classroom is for learning, not for sleeping…Ugh. I guess there is no helping it. I’ll be back for this later,”

Eventually they will know their place. If the jacket isn’t enough, he’ll have to replace that heart somehow. Maybe with a scorpion. Yes. A scorpion.

Vil Schoenheit

I don’t even know anymore

Vil is not afraid of anyone. Not the thugs lingering outside his modeling shoots, or the woman screaming at the barista in front of him at his favorite café. He will talk them down to be smeared shit underneath his shoe in no time

He has a way with words. An infuriatingly charismatic way that is melded together with an insane level of stubbornness to get his way

No one can deny him. No soul has ever tried, until you.

And no, we are not discussing his overblot or the way you have influenced him.

No. We are discussing you and that thing that follows you everywhere.

Not Grimm, though the resemblance uncanny in Vil’s opinion

Vil’s winning streak was destroyed by that monstrosity of a stuffed demon that you insist on holding every night. With its matted fur, glazed over stare, and tail that clings to its body by a thread. He has tried to weezle it away from your clutches on multiple occasions. Offering you much cuter alternatives and even going so far as asking Rook to try and “put it out of it’s misery”

Yet you persist

He still remembers when you first met that thing. Little did he know his worst nightmare would come to be that day.

After much insistence, Vil convinced you to join him for a date. He was willing to take you anywhere. Be it a fancy resteraunt or to a private cinema - name it and it would be done

……

And of all the things. You chose some desolate no-name buffet. The food wasn’t even appetizing! If you wanted burnt fried chicken and soggy potatoes then Vil knows of much more…ugh, sanitary…places

He toughed it out for your sake, filling up on safe choices like salad and fruit as you ate your fill. It wasn’t so bad. He was able to ignore the fighting family of 5 sitting behind you both if it meant you could have a pleasant conversation over a meal. So long as no one recognized him. That would be awful.

He remembers how your eyes trailed to the claw machine game that was shoved in a far corner. You obviously wanted to play, and after the twelfth time he couldn’t ignore it anymore.

Being the gentleman he is, Vil offered to win you something - instantly regretting it upon realizing that he would have to touch the aged machine. A thin layer of dust sat on the joystick and -

And you really wanted the stuffed jellyfish inside. So he sucked it up and grit his teeth, pulling a glove worth more than the machine itself out of his pocket and praying it would protect him

A few tries and he is struggling.

Vil did not expect to touch one of these ever in his life! Why. Whywhywhy of all the things you could want from him did it have to be one of the few he never gave a single thought?

He wouldn’t accept defeat. It got to the point where he needed to win more for himself than for you - and after many tries, he did. Just not the jellyfish

No. He won the most ugly thing that could possibly exist, and you loved it. The moment it hit the drop box he was panicking because the claw grabbed it on accident. He was humiliated from spending well over an hour on the machine only to get you something so hideous…and you loved it.

You named it

Frab. Backwards for barf, since it makes Vil want to vomit.

Long after your date, he was still crushed. Still reliving the horrors of the day and trying to salvage it with a night of films and skin care. Then in the morning he could find another plush to give you. He will make one if he has to!

Yet you chose to sleep with that thing. Holding it close to your chest, it’s beady eyes boring holes in the back of his head as Vil tries to shirk away from it’s gaze. He could not even admire you! Not without it reminding him of his failures. Why did he pay both time and money for a stuffed cockblock

The morning is no different. You bring it to breakfast and he has to live in shame as you flaunt it to his dorm-mates

The rest is history. Attempt after attempt, day after day, night after night - you would not let it go.

“Dearest, I beg of you, please get rid of that disaster! It haunts me! I cannot stand it!” He breaks one night, relenting to his many passive losses and resorting to begging.

You smile, lifting the doll and patting it’s head, “but frab is cute! And you won him for me. Yeah he’s a bit rough around the edges but you worked hard for him. I love him like I love you…”

Oh you are rotten. Vil also plays dirty and was ready to pull the whole “if you love me then you will dispose of frab”…but you beat him too it

Vil sighs, upset with how he has influenced you and your charisma. Reluctantly he reaches out and gives Frab a pat on the head…it’s a start.

Jack Howl

Cactus plush

Jack is not the most adept when it comes to romance. You (unfortunately) got a front row seat to his short comings back when a ghostbride decided to host a wedding on campus

He still has not emotionally recovered from that disaster

Even so, he wouldn't go so far to say that he is hopeless...right? He managed to sort his own feelings out, and if his observation skills are right then he is confident that you feel the same

....if not, what he is about to do is going to embarrass him much more than failing to woo over a ghost

Your anniversary was coming up. NO! Not that kind (pfft he wishes), but your anniversary for coming to twisted wonderland. Summer breaks is nearing it's end, and soon he'll be back on campus as a sophomore.

Jack hasn't seen you since the end of freshman year. Sure, there have been calls and a bit too many texts on his end - but it's different from being in person.

and if he hasn't visited...Jack bets that no one else has either. Which means that you've been alone on campus for weeks by yourself

That doesn't sit well with him. At all. Yet he couldn't bring himself to invite you to his home without feeling bashful

His siblings noticed that he would sometimes lose focus while playing sports or when they were together - which is not like Jack at all. When he is with anyone, they will have his attention.

They crack his shell, and pity their brother. So they suggest that he make a grander effort to spend time with you this year beyond helping out with whatever mess you're dragged in

Hence, your anniversary. Sure, it was his and everyone else's too as returning students

but you're special

Who knows if you'll be coming back next year, y'know? He just wants you to know that you're appreciated and that he appreciates you being here

He picks out a plush after realizing that he doesn't know much about your likes despite being friends. He needs to fix that.

So he picks one that he thinks would suit you. A little cactus with a smile...cute. Small and inviting, kind of how you appear to him

He blushes at the thought and quickly pays for it. Then he wraps it with some candies from his hometown and a blanket for your dorm.

When Jack steps through the portal to NRC with his bags in tow, he's shocked to see you there. You're caught up in a conversation with Ace and Deuce, but you turn towards his way the second he catches sight of you. Like you had a sixth sense

His chest tightens when you're quick to pause your conversation and run up to him. He expects you to stop but you continue onward, and he drops his bags to catch you in a hug

"WOAH!"

"Jack! I've missed you so much! How was your break?" you break the hug in a swift movement, not giving him a chance to process it or respond. All he sees is your happy eyes looking up at him, and he short circuits

"I- uh...uh....uhm... it was good,"

"Just good?"

"Yeah,"

'Yeah? They hug you and all you can say is 'yeah'?' he thinks, and is quick to shove the wrapped present in your hands

The way you beam at the gift - he won't forget it. Not in the next decade. Neither the way you hug the plush or pop one of the candies into your mouth with a satisfied hum...or how your eyes glaze over as you thank him

"I'm happy to be here, but knowing you're happy too makes it even better. Let's have a great year, Jack"

His job is done, and he bids you farewell before his heart explodes

He greets his other first year friends as well and decides to ignore the 'where's my present??' jokes from the more 'fun-loving' members *cough*Ace*cough*Grimm*cough*Ruggie

Later that night as Jack is settling in, he gets a message on his phone.

Ace Trappola: You can thank me later. *IMG attatched*

Jack huffs, and debates on clicking the image link all together.

Deuce Spade: Open Ace's image. It's not a prank. You're welcome.

Alright. He gives up-

It's you, asleep on the floor of what looks like Ace and Deuce's shared dorm. Wrapped up in the blanket he gave you and holding tightly onto the stuffed cactus. There are drawings on your face and they're likely curtesy of your bunk-mates for the night. You must be in a deep sleep

Jack smiles at the picture, and has an internal debate on if it's considered an invasion of your privacy to be seeing this

Jack Howl: They are going to kill you tomorrow

Ace Trappola: Not if they kill you first

Jack Howl: I will show them these texts

Deuce Spade: Don't! Please!

Ace Trappola: Suuuuure, and then they'll know you have that picture ;)

Jack Howl: .....

Deuce Spade: Jack?

Ace Trappola: Dude? You good?

Jack Howl: ...I am not protecting you from their wrath. Goodnight.

Ace Trappola: DUDE! AFTER ALL WE JUST DID FOR YOU?!

Deuce Spade: TRAITOR!

Ace Trappola: ANSWER US!

Jack silences his phone, choosing not to save the picture out of respect. Not that he'll forget it...but at least this way only two people will have hellfire rained down on them in the morning.

Leona Kingscholar (Y'all are established partners in this one)

Killer duckie

It happened during TW's annual spring Spelldrive competition.

Compared to back when you both first met, this tournament is less large scale. There are no reporters and it’s more for the students than the publicity. Every spring one of the well known colleges of Twisted Wonderland would host a gathering for the members of clubs and sport teams to compete in friendly competition. Social networking, y’know? This year had RSA as host.

Leona never had much interest in it before. If there was nothing to win then why waste his time? To talk with a bunch of nobodies? He’ll pass, thanks. Last year he opted out before being asked. He planned to do the same this time around…until Malleus entered the picture.

NRC has a large Spelldrive following, especially with all the new freshmen. Which is why only the ‘best’ players would be sent to represent the school this year. There still is no prize - but Leona refuses to stay behind if Malleus goes. Not on his pride.

And not with you going alone. Grimm threw a tantrum about how RSA should be “honored” with his presence and athletic talents. Eventually he won a spot as the team’s “stand in” in case someone got injured, and as his other half you would be going

Now that’s two strikes. He doesn’t trust those RSA brats at all, and Leona will be damned if you spend three nights clinging to the Fairy King while he’s not there. Headmaster Crowley knew this would be the outcome and purposefully backed Leona into a corner (why else would they even humor Grimm competing in an official competition?)

Fast forward and Leona begrudgingly goes. The moment you stepped through the portal his tail instinctively snagged around your wrist. Not even five minutes on campus and he’s already ready to go home. It stinks of high egos here and who knows what annoyances could happen. At least you can’t get lost this way

RSA students watched from the sidelines as everyone came through the portal, and there were teachers directing students to their room and board

Prof. Vargas handed you a room key, and Leona blanched when he heard that you both will be sharing a room. He does not share….okay, whatever. Fine. He doesn’t trust anyone else to room with you anyways.

Aka. Malleus conveniently appeared to say that he had spare room, and Leona was not accepting that. He just pulled you along by the wrist and grabbed your luggage with a grumble

Spelldrive wouldn't be played on the first night. It was reserved for eating, socializing, and networking between all schools in TW. Leona wanted no part of it, and planned to go to sleep the moment you got in your room.

Once again, you push his patience. Ruggie can bring dinner so just stay put where he can keep you out of trouble, just this once.

You don't, and he almost turns his back on the closing door - until he caught ear of some RSA students inviting you to dinner

.....

Leona allows you to drag him around campus for the remainder of the day. Not a second goes by that he does not complain, be it about the décor or the noise of the students. He only shuts up when you threaten to send him back to the room alone. Barely anyone approached you both during the RSA campus tour due to the aura of aggravation radiating off of him

Needless to say that he is relieved when the night comes. He collapses onto the bed and buries himself in the pillows

"You didn't have to follow me around all day, y'know. This is your own doing," - you say in a teasing tone, grabbing your night clothes to change in the bathroom

He emits a warning growl and peers an eye out from his pillow, "keep talking. As if I haven't done enough for you today," he says, and as the seconds tick by he finds it hard to stay awake

He blinks, and suddenly the room is dark. There is no light coming from the bathroom and instead moonlight shines in from the curtains. A blanket he did not have on him prior pools at his waist when Leona sits up to look around.

He must have fallen asleep

The sound of even breaths catches his attention, in addition to an extra weight tugging on his arm

To his side, you lay underneath the covers. Peacefully dreaming with one arm wrapped around his and the other curled around a stuffed duck

Huh. Prey cuddling with prey. Funny.

Is that a knife? His eyebrows draw together and he pokes the plush. It looks back at him as if to say "wish you were me, don't ya," and yes. Yes, Leona is getting jealous of a goddamn stuffed toy.

He runs a hand through his hair with a tired sigh and releases some of his braids from their confinement. Then he sits up against the bed's headboard, and frees his arm from your grasp.

You squirm in your sleep as if to protest, and he settles for letting you hug his waist instead. The sun begins to rise through the curtains, and Leona begins to dread yet another day of being forced to socialize

His hands rub soothing circles on your back, and he's hoping to keep you asleep at least through breakfast. Maybe the day won't be so bad if this is what awaits him at night...

Heck...he might come again next year. Only if you do as well, of course.

Ace Trappola

classic teddie

Relationships? Ace? Pah. Never again

One time was bad enough. Why would he willingly toss himself into another? It would take a mind-blowing event to make Ace even tinker with the idea of willingly giving up his time for something like that

All he needs are his friends. His mates. His chums. His brochachos. His amigos. His...ugh. Point made. He likes things as they are.

Don't tell anyone, but he does have favorites among his friends

There is Deuce, who sometimes get on Ace's nerves but always has hic back

And Sebeck, who is by far the most fun to mess with. He's the biggest sucker for pranks and Ace can get away with absolutely no effort in tricking him

He has definetly pulled the 'what's updog?' joke on Sebeck and succeded...many times. It never gets old.

Then he has his dorm mates...Riddle is a pain in the ass but is the reason Ace hasn't failed a test. So there's that...

Ace also has you. An unfortunate package deal with an ankle biter who demands tuna every five seconds, but you're not so bad.

Gullible enough to be pranked, serious enough to bail him out of trouble, reliable enough to rely on, and cool enough to match his vibe. Yeah. You are definetly up there in his top three homies

Homie...friend...brochacho...so what is this feeling in his chest?

When you both walked into class that morning there was a stuffed teddy bear sitting on your desk alongside a bouquet of roses and a box of chocolates. You gasped in a mix of surprise and delight at the sight; yet, Ace felt something churn in his stomach. A feeling familiar...jealousy? No way

There was a small note attached to the bear reading 'From your secret admirer,' that earned a laugh from you both. Yours was lighthearted, almost whimsical. Ace's? Strained. Awkward. Annoyed.

Luckily you interpreted this as him being upset that only you received candy, and so you offered Ace a piece. He accepted it yet couldn't bring himself to eat

For the duration of lecture he remained distracted, eyeing the piece of candy that was sitting on the corner of his desk. He was not catching feelings. This would pass. It had to.

It, in fact, did not.

You had promised to join Ace in his room to play video games together that night, yet you never showed. He waited until the clock struck curfew and yet you did not send a single text or call

Ace, being the hothead he is, assumed that you went off to find this 'secret admirer,' and stormed out of his dorm despite the late hour. If you were going to stand him up for some rando, then you could at least let him know!

He shows up at your dorm and bangs on the door. Moments pass yet no one answers...so he sneaks in through the window. He knows they don't have latches.

He's mentioned it to you time and time again, yet you never fixed them. Welp. Time to learn the hard way sweetie

He gets in through the kitchen easily, and notices flickering light coming from the living room. So...not only do you ditch him but you also ignore his knocking? He is f u m i n g

"Oi! You have sooooooo much explaining to do-ah"

There you lie, clocked out in a deep sleep on the couch and surrounded by textbooks. You must have fallen asleep while studying...

Ace clamps a hand over his mouth, and the lights shut off completely. From the corner of his eye he sees a flash of white disappear through one of the walls. Those trickster ghosts you live with must have messed with the lights to lure him

He'll deal with them later. For now, he is focused on the innocent teddie bear sitting comfortably in your clutches and the half-eaten box of candy on the table

The feeling from before returns. Nauseating jealousy that makes him want to take the stuffed toy and chuck it in the nearest pond

Ace can't do that though. You'll be so angry with him....crap, he sighs and moves to sit next to you on the couch

Ace narrows his eyes and scrunches his nose before flicking the bear on it's head. It's ruining your beauty.

....

.......

"Ah, fuck it"

Maybe there is room in his life for both friends and...something else.

but before anything, that bear needs to go.

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sweetkpopmusings · 1 year

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jeonghan best friend headcanons <3

a/n: posting this for the lovely anon who requested it ! <3 jeonghan is a libra icon and my best friend's contact photo in my phone is a silly photo of jeonghan like i love him sm actually <333

content: fluff | wc: 0.8k | warnings: none! | pairing: bestfriend!jeonghan x gn!reader | requests: open

he is SUCH a caring best friend

he's so observant with the people he is closest to, which means you can't get away with anything when it comes to jeonghan

he probably knows you're getting sick before you do. he can just tell your sneeze is different and he's making you tea and nagging you about how to avoid getting ill

and you're like bro ?? i just sneezed ??

but a few days later you're down with a cold and he's gloating about the fact he knew you were getting sick like he's being so annoying about it because he's so competitive <3

don't worry he's also dropping off a care package so you can get well soon!!

he jokes that he won't come near you because he doesn't want to catch the plague but in reality he'll come inside and make sure you have enough food, water, blankets, etc.

he also knows when you're overworked/stressed/exhausted before most other people see the signs

so he'll check in on you a lil more frequently but he won't push it until you are ready to open up about it

while he wants to give tons of advice to help you, whenever you vent to him, he just listens very intently and comforts you and validates all your feelings and will only offer his insight when you ask/have finished expressing your thoughts

you get to hear ALL of his laughs. i mean ALL of them!!!

sometimes you're just standing in line getting coffee and he starts laughing because you made a funny face at a weird thing a stranger said

now what that stranger said has become an inside joke and you two will say it to each other every once in a while for a good laugh

you have a lot of lil inside jokes/phrases/sounds/hand gestures that you do together

sometimes they're so strange it's concerning to outsiders but everyone who knows you and jeonghan knows that it's just your special little language :,-)

he has a dumb nickname for you that he uses in every way possible. tbh sometimes you wonder if he even remembers your name because you never hear him say it, he always addresses cards to your nickname, etc

but if someone else uses that dumb nickname ??? jeonghan is immediately >:-( because that's HIS nickname for HIS best friend

it's like a prideful thing that he gets to call you that lol

when you give him a dumb nickname, he laughs so hard the first time you use it that you're worried you broke his brain

he giggles at it every time you say it for about 6 months because it's so funny to him and he thinks you're adorable :,-)

i think he's the type of best friend that wants to know all about your family (whether biological or chosen) and friends

like he's always asking you how so-and-so is doing, did your cousin get that job they wanted, and how was your coworker's dog's birthday

sometimes it's shocking that he remembers so much about people in your life that he's never met but he's genuinely interested because they matter to you! and he's a big fan of you spilling the tea lmfao

he also loves sharing that kind of info with you about his family and friends so you just walk around with a wealth of knowledge on jeonghan's sister's friendgroup drama you and jeonghan gossip about it regularly

big fan of self-care nights!

when he wants to hang out, it pretty much means he wants to sit around, eat food, do face masks, and watch funny videos together

depending on his mood it's either a night filled with chitchat or a night filled with comfortable silence but either way it's some of the most fun you've ever had

he also loves playing games with you

and he cheats every time <3 if you win when he cheats he'll be so proud <3 and brag about it to his members <3

he also definitely teaches you how to cheat so whenever you two are playing games with other friends you can team up and unleash absolute chaos

seventeen complains about there being two jeonghans whenever you're around

and jeonghan's always like "yeah and???" and seungkwan's across the room glaring at you ready to give a big speech on integrity he's just mad because y'all pranked him the day before and dino got video of him looking shocked and embarrassed

it's always fun to watch you two together because after becoming so close you share a braincell and it's so endearing to witness two besties being besties

at the core of it, jeonghan is a super solid best friend who values you and all the wonderful things you bring to the friendship and his life

sometimes jeonghan's babying you. most other times he's being a demon. through it all, he's always showing you how much he loves you and cherishes you <3

i would like to put in a request for one jeonghan thank you very much !

#seventeen #seventeen headcanons #bestfriend!seventeen #seventeen imagines #svt #jeonghan #seventeen jeonghan #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #jeonghan x reader #jeonghan fluff #svt jeonghan #svt headcanons #seventeen au #svt au #yoon jeonghan #sweetkpopmusings

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luvrsux · 8 months

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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒊𝒙

❝ 𝒅𝒓𝒖𝒏𝒌 & 𝒋𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 ❞

other chapters

➠┊word count: 7.7k

➠┊characters: trafalgar law, shachi, penguin, ikkaku, roronoa zoro, portgas d. ace, sabo, nami, monkey d. luffy {mentioned}

➠┊cw: mentions of alcohol use, mentions of marijuana use, arguing, minor swearing, angst

➠┊modern au !!

𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒑

❛ after you two finally sealed the deal in laws car, you and law have been dating for quite some time. you two built a strong connection and strong love for eachother for a few months, but relationships aren’t perfect… ❜

{colors for dialogue may switch when other characters are introduced}

»•» song choice: whats up - malcom todd «•«

・❥・

Girl I wanna play the game

Baby you know what's up It's always been the same

Cause you just need my love

And I need you to stay

Baby you know it's hard I'll make it go away

You hummed the song playing before you in a chair. You had a loving smile plastered on your face while gazing at the person in front of you playing music beautifully. You were caught in a complete trance, and nothing could rip you away from it. The Earthy scent of marijuana flooding the room, the people sitting around you, nothing could rip you away from giving your new boyfriend the attention his voice deserved.

Law performed his small band in front of you and his other friends in his basement. You and the raven boy have been in a relationship for roughly a few months or so, and each day has been better than the last. Law, surprisingly, took you on frequent dates and surprised you in your window at night whenever he pleased. You couldn’t have asked for a better partner, and here he was. You’d been attending his little performances every weekend to show your appreciation, sometimes even after school during the week. Not only did you fall in love with the man himself, but his music was nearly impossible to not get hypnotized to.

You sat next to one of Law’s band members, who would be in the performance in front if Law hadn’t taken the spotlight in singing, Ikkaku. She pulled the rolled-up drug out of her lips and exhaled.

“So you and Law have been dating for a little now, huh?” She asked with a sluggish smile and rose eyes. You finally disconnected your trance from him and paid attention to the intoxicated vocalist, the music playing in the background.

“Oh, yeah we have” You smiled proudly. Ikkaku nodded slowly and nudged your shoulder.

“Aren’t you one of a kind then. I’ve been trying so hard to get that loser a girlfriend since freshman year” She giggled. You reciprocated and turned your head back to the singing boy.

“I guess I am. I’m honestly surprised” You gushed. You never would’ve thought out of all people, Law would pick you as a partner in crime.

“I remember the day he told us he got a girlfriend, it was hilarious” Ikkaku smiled. You raised an eyebrow, remembering that Law never told you how his friends reacted to the rather big news.

According to the girl, everyone was baffled. Especially since it was you, of all people. They’d assume you were popular and well known considering the jock you were latched onto throughout the halls of Grand Ocean. Upon hearing the news, they treated it as of Law survived a terminal illness or a train wreck. You couldn’t help but giggle at Ikkaku’s explanation, that could’ve been fabricated to her own amusement.

I thought that you would want my hand but now

I love you can't be sad

Go be free I'll get on with no dread

I'll find a new focus to free me

I thought that you would go away but we would always feel the same

More dummy more money you think the things you show me are so funny it's not funny

Law began the song's iconic guitar solo. The way his hands fluently plucked the strings with complete ease made your cheeks flare up. The music made goosebumps trail up your spine and body. Law had his eyes shut and a prideful grin on his face as his solo filled the entire room with his sheer talent. You slowly grew a beaming smile, all the way to the very end.

You clapped your hands and gave a small cheer at his talent. You caught a glimpse, even through the colorful LED lights and slight clouds of transparent smoke, of his happy smile with your loving support—which he appreciated more than anything. Law pressed his lips close to the mic and performed the last verse.

I thought that you would want my hand but now

I love you can't be sad

Go be free I'll get on with no dread

I'll find a new focus to free me

I thought that you would go away but we would always feel the same

More dummy more money you think the things you show me are so funny it's not funny

Shachi hit the last note on the drum and Penguin let go of his guitar that was supported by a strap once the song concluded. Law ran his fingers through his damp locks that were caused by his own sweat. He had a smile as soon as you lifted your relaxed body to jump on his own. His chest was slightly moist but you didn’t care. You absolutely adored his performance like any other.

“You liked it?” He chuckled, supporting your body with his arm and holding your cheek with his palm. You looked up at his steel eyes with excitement.

“Duh, of course! You always do amazing” You giggled. Law planted a chaste kiss on your lips in front of everyone. Law loved one main thing about you, and that was how you weren’t afraid to publicly display your affection towards him—in a moderate manner, of course. You heard Shachi playfully gag from behind.

“You two are gross…” Penguin sighed, leaning over to another person in the basement to grab ahold of the rolled, smoking drug.

“Get a room!” Shachi said, cupping his mouth with his hands to project his voice louder.

Obviously, you two both heard the teasing boys loud and perfectly clear. Law had a smile on his face as he continued to leave kisses on your happy lips, all while pulling up a loving middle finger to both Penguin and Shachi.

“Alright, lover boy” You cooed, pulling your body away from your boyfriend. He took your separation as a chance to finally pull off the instrument on his body and place it gently on its designated stand.

“Have somewhere to be?” Law asked as he watched you step down from the mini, hand-made stage and to grab your jacket you immediately tore off from the high temperature of the room.

“I do, yeah” You responded. Law stood closely next to you while you situated your belongings in your palms.

“I’m throwing Ace’s birthday party at my place. Nami and Sabo are helping me set it up” You explained. You finally turned your body to the raven boy that had his hands on his hips.

“I see, I can give you a ride and help out if you’d like” Law offered. Your face grew a happy smile knowing you’d be able to spend more time with your lover like you always yearn for.

“Of course, baby” You sang, kissing his cheek in the process. Law chuckled and ruffled your hair, turning his body to Ikkaku who was in the middle of rolling a new round.

“Meet me outside in a few, just need to grab my things” Law informed, snagging the freshly rolled drug from Ikkaku and receiving an angry punch in his thigh in the process.

You hummed and waved the room goodbye, to which you were quite fond of by your frequent visits. You thought Law’s friends were a pleasure to be around, despite the fact they were barely sober half the time. You always reeked of the iconic smell back at home and prayed your mother didn’t catch on. She loved Law and she’d hate to find out he actually did a few things here and there that people wouldn’t take too kindly. You didn’t want to be the one to jeopardize that.

Luckily, you wouldn’t have to deal with that. On this current weekend that dwelled upon you, your mother was out on a business trip that would pay her more money than usual. You thought it’d be perfect to celebrate your dear friend’s birthday on the day you had zero supervision.

There you stood outside of Law’s car, dowsing your body in your handy perfume to dull the pungent smell of weed. As soon as your body smelled more like strong chemicals than the infamous drug, you stood there satisfied and waited for your tall, tatted boyfriend to arrive.

“Sorry, that idiot Shachi moved my keys and we spent ages trying to find them” Your boyfriend huffed after he bolted to the car. You had been standing beside the vehicle for a few minutes and figured Law had been so high, he'd forget about your newfound plans. You giggled.

“I thought you passed out. I was ready to hijack your car” You watched him walk to the driver's side to finally unlock the doors.

“Just because your car is bad doesn’t mean you have to steal mine, sweetheart” He laughed. He placed a hand on the headrest to turn his body towards the back window. You watched him pull out of the driveway, and this position was oddly attractive to you.

“Hey, my car isn’t that bad! Respect your elders!” You crossed your arms. Law just replied with a chuckle and turned his body to proceed down the road.

Now, in contrast to the first few visits you had in Law’s car, he had a tender hand squeeze your thigh each drive you had with him. Each time you felt his printed hand on your thigh, you formed a sheepish smile with tinted cheeks. You’d gaze at it like it was painting in a museum each car ride. Sometimes, Law would rub your thigh as a silent way of saying ‘I love you, and I got you’, and you’d feel a fuzzy blanket form around your body each time. Sure, Law displayed a stone-cold, nonchalant attitude in front of anyone, including you, but he did the subtle things that made you feel loved.

“How many people are going to be at the party?” Law asked. You were locked on your phone that you were mindlessly scrolling onto to pass the time. You hum and click your tongue at Law’s question.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if the majority of the school came. I invited everyone” You replied. Law blew a raspberry with widened eyes, seemingly not expecting an answer like that.

“Good luck cleaning that up, (F/N)-ya” He reminded. You shrugged, fully aware of what the aftermath may look like but your mother wouldn’t be home until after the weekend came to a close so you had plenty of time to tidy up the reckless mess.

“You’re coming, right?” You asked, turning your head to the focused driver beside you.

“Yeah, I will. Just for a little, I don’t do parties” Law sighed. Law didn’t want to go at all but considering his partner was going to be there, probably intoxicated, he had no other choice but to go.

“Party pooper…” You muttered.

“Don’t make me cry, (F/N)-ya”

Law finally pulled up to your home only to see two other cars in front you were familiar with, unlike your boyfriend beside you. His overprotectiveness completely washed over, making the grip on your thigh get firmer. You giggled, admiring his protectiveness.

“Relax, it’s just Nami and Sabo. I gave them keys to my place just in case I was late” Those words eased up Law’s tension.

You both exited out of the car and into the house. Law was right behind your tail, keeping a comfortable distance. Although he had his hands in his pockets and his head turned away, you knew he always had his guard up to protect you. You secretly gave a sweet smile before entering the building.

“(F/N)! You’re here!” Nami, who was standing straight up on your kitchen island hanging decorations, gleams at your entrance. You gave the orange-haired girl a happy wave.

Sabo comes cautiously down the stairs with a box of what seemed to be more party supplies. He placed the box down beside the couch, wiping off his forehead and exhaling.

“Good to see you, (F/N). Oh, and you too Law” Sabo greeted. Law only hummed nonchalantly at Sabo’s greeting. Your eyes trailed to a tall, bulky, green-haired man sprouting from the same steps Sabo was once on.

“Zoro?” You asked. He cluelessly looked in your direction and just waved his hand.

“Oh, yeah I brought him along to help with the heavy lifting and stuff” Nami finished hanging the decorations up top and plopped on her bottom on the island.

“Awesome! Now we have two tall guys helping out” You giggled, turning up to your tiresome boyfriend behind. Law placed a hand on your head before he strutted passed you.

“Let’s get to work. Party’s in a few hours” He says, lifting the party box on the counter to lift the lid off.

Everyone agrees and proceeds to finish decorating the house from top to bottom in decorations. Each piece of decor was a shade of red or orange for Ace’s typical color pallet. On the very front, big shiny lettering displayed ‘Happy Birthday, Fire Fist Ace!’ and under displayed an ‘18’ at the bottom. All that was left was food, drinks, and, of course, the guests.

“Sanji should be coming with the food soon. Zoro is getting the booze” Nami stated. You happily clapped your hands together in excitement, knowing that your dearest friend would be through the roof of happiness by this party.

“Why do I have to get the booze!?"

“Because you’re always drinking, moron! Be useful!”

“I have been, you witch! I might as well have skipped gym day today with all this heavy lifting I’ve been doing!”

“Oh, shut up! You’re lucky I’m not even compensating you that much for the drink run”

“You what!?”

You giggled at the big brother, little sister troupe Zoro and Nami displayed. You felt a hand turn your body to meet a bigger, taller one. You looked up to see your exhausted boyfriend standing in front.

“I’m gonna head out and study for my medical exam. I’ll see you at the party, okay?” He held your hands from below. You exhaled, the sight of those dark circles was concerning to you.

“Are you sure you won’t overwork yourself? You’ve been studying for this exam forever. You’ve barely gotten sleep!” You trailed your thumb to his dark eyes. Law carved a side smile.

“Relax, I’ll be fine. I wanna pass this, that’s all” He grabbed your hand that lingered on his face to give it a quick peck.

“I’ll miss you…” You murmur. Law plants a soft kiss on your forehead and ruffles your hair once more.

“I’ll be here soon, don’t worry. Be safe” He gave you one tender embrace before pulling away to leave the house. You gave him a small wave, slightly pained to see him go so soon.

“You two must be really happy with each other,” Nami says from behind. You hum and turn your body. Nami was far from wrong. You smiled proudly.

“Of course, he’s the sweetest if he’s not a sarcastic prick” You giggle. Nami smiles, sliding her body off of the marbled island.

“I honestly thought you and Ace would be together, not ever Law” Nami giggled, stretching her body.

You couldn’t help but exhale a nervous laugh, not really sure of what to think by that statement. You were sure you strictly displayed your and Ace’s relationship as sibling-like. On top of the fact, you took pride in your relationship with Trafalgar.

“I’d rather die than be in a relationship with that idiot” Is all you could muster up. Sabo and Nami exchanged laughter at your comment. You decided to brush off the discomfort for now.

Law, not even a few feet off the steps, heard the conversation from beyond the door. Nami’s comment made his heart sting just a bit, already slightly on edge of your inseparable relationship with the fire fist. He just exhaled and proceeded to his own car to make his merry way back home.

・❥・

Law found himself staring at a blank notebook page with a cracked open textbook that’s been sitting on the same anatomy page for over a half an hour. He had his clouded head resting on his palm, tapping his mechanical pencil on that same blank page. Law barely studied for his upcoming exam, mainly because it wasn’t necessary, but also because his brain was preoccupied from you.

The boy found himself wondering why of all people you chose him to be with and not Ace. Law wasn’t the insecure type, but based off of Nami’s judgment and assumption, it left him a pit of despair. He loved you, dearly, but he couldn’t help but wonder why he got to have this type of relationship with you. He internally began to make a venn diagram of him and Ace with their talents and attributes. So far, Ace slowly exceeded. To prevent his mind from going further into the trenches, he drew a quick sketch of your own side profile—knowing it from the back of his hand. He smiled, seeing how it progressively began to look more like you. His heart was truly full of nothing but you, aside from music and art of course.

Law’s phone finally buzzed.

(F/N) - 8:46 P.M

[Attachment: 2 Images] how does this outfit look???

There you sent two images to Law of yourself. One of which was, what he thought, your adorable face, and the second was the single weakness Law had upon seeing it. You wore a dress that wrapped around your body beautifully and Law felt his cheeks burn up several degrees. He felt his thumbs tremble before beginning to type a response.

Law - 8:48 P.M

thank god i’m going or else everyone would be gawking over you

(F/N) - 8:49 P.M

never saw you as the jealous type <;33 i’ll see you soon, luv i love you

Law smiled at your message, completely at ease by your simple notification. All his negative thoughts began to wash away knowing you loved him just as much as he loved you. Finally, Law began to scribble down words that were relevant to the medical field.

Meanwhile, you were welcoming guests inside. You wanted everyone to arrive before Ace did, and you had the perfect plan for it. No one spoke a word to the jock about his surprise birthday party just as you asked. Sanji was cooking in your kitchen, despite him already bringing platters upon platters of food. He insisted, all while rather flirtatiously, to you that’d he cook a bit more considering Luffy would be running around. Zoro already helped himself to some alcohol but that was no shocker to anyone. The last few stragglers came in until nine o’clock finally struck; the official time of the party.

“Alright everyone hide!” Nami instructed with her powerful voice. Everyone scrambled behind tables and the couch while you dialed the number of the birthday boy.

“Hello-“

“Ace Ace! Please come over now! I think a wolf broke in and I need your help!” You shrieked. Your tone made the party guests believe you for a moment before they realized it was fake. There might as well be an actual wolf.

“Wha-!? Seriously!? I'm on my way, just stay locked in your room or somethin’” Ace said frantically. You held in every bit of laughter in your system to avoid giving away your award-winning act.

“Hurry! I hear it coming up the stairs!” You say, finally hanging up the phone.

“Was that actually necessary?” Zoro said, sitting on a still on your kitchen island sipping on a glass bottle of beer. You glared at him.

“Yes, now go hide. He’s speeding down here as we speak” You pointed your finger. Zoro groaned and sluggishly leaned against a wall that was a fairly long distance from your door.

You peeked through the window that perfectly displayed your front yard. You could see familiar headlights in the long, night distance and scrambled to shut off the lights.

“He’s coming! Everyone be quiet!” You whispered.

Your hands yanked the party popper off a nearby table and held it in your hands. Your body hugged the wall right beside the door, intentionally avoiding where the door would slam against from Ace’s hands.

He burst the door. The sudden shockwave made your body flinch, you thought you almost gave yourself away for a moment. Ace was met with complete darkness, not to mention an intact house despite your cries for help. He expected the place to be in shambles.

“(F/N)!? Are you okay!?” He yelled out. At the sound of his worrisome voice, lights beamed at his freckled face as well as pieces of colorful paper from the party popper you carried.

"Surprise!"

The crowd cheered off in different pitches and volumes. The “audience” clapped and cheered, some even latching onto the man himself who was baffled, to say the least.

“What is this…?” Is all the brunette could say.

You giggled and wrapped your arms around his body. Your giggles, as well as your safe body, made Ace holler in laughter. Ace finally adjusted to the sudden shock and realized it was nothing but a false alarm.

“I was wondering how a wolf would come in if the door was closed” Ace spun your body around in circles before placing you back on your feet.

“You did all this?” He asked. You nodded, picking off bits of colorful paper off of his shaggy hair.

“Yep! All afternoon! Happy Birthday, idiot” You nudge his toned arm. Ace gave you a ruffle of your hair, similar to your boyfriend, and filled the room with more laughter.

The music was now blasting its way down your entire neighborhood, letting all the peaceful sleeping households know the party only just started. You raised a drink in the air with Ace and cheered, but little did you know that wouldn’t be your only drink of the night.

About an hour into the celebration, you were growing slightly tipsy, but you could still speak coherently and control your thoughts. The door opened, revealing a familiar presence you have been missing for hours.

“Laaaaaaw~” You sang, latching your entire body on the raven boy. He chuckled, supporting your loopy body with an arm. He was met with chaste, sloppy kisses on his cheek and lips.

“Hey, hey…” He pulled you off by your shoulders to get a better look at your slightly intoxicated face. He planted a soft kiss on your forehead.

“Missed me that much?” He smiled. You nodded profusely.

“Always” You giggle.

You pull Law into a larger crowd. Seeing the immense crowd was a one-way ticket for his social anxiety to flood his insides, already wanting to bolt out that very door he walked into. Law signed up for this the moment his hand turned that same doorknob, though. Besides, he did this for you and only you. He promised to only stay for about an hour or so.

But Law felt himself wanting to leave earlier. Your clinginess only lasted so long until your body became glued to the man of the Party; Portgas D. Ace. Law drank bottles of beer to fit in, but realistically only had a drink or two. He watched from afar to your friendliness to the birthday boy. He felt himself wanting to smash the bottle in hand and swing it over someone’s head from his pent-up anger.

“I can’t believe (F/N) isn’t dating Ace! I thought they were together until she posted that she’s going out with that Trafalgar guy!”

“I know, right? They’re still cute though”

“But I thought Ace and her would’ve been the cutest!”

“You’re not wrong!”

Those words would be jumbled around over the course of the night Law stayed. He had to faintly hear almost every conversation about it on the sidelines. All his insecurities came flooding back from a small cooldown, but this time you weren’t there to help it relax. In fact, Law felt like you only made it worse.

As soon as he caught a glimpse of you with your arm around Ace’s broad shoulders sharing the same bottle, he felt like he lost it. He threw his bottle somewhere on the table, completely soiling whatever was in its radius.

To be frank, you were drunk out of your mind. What started as a slight buzz turned into a complete blackout. You weren’t thinking. If you were sober, you’d hate to be this close to Ace but nothing stopped either of you. Ace was just as, if not more, intoxicated as you were. Although, neither of you did anything with each other besides drink and obnoxiously sing the lyrics of the songs loudly playing around you.

You felt your arm have a sudden, firm grip around it and detach your arm away from the drunken jock. You yelped. Ready to start throwing punches at whoever grabbed you, you realized it was none other than Law himself. He dragged you upstairs where no one stayed, and the music was beginning to muffle out. The hallway was dark and mellow. You had a loopy, dumbfounded face while Law had eyes ready to murder. He held a strong grip on your shoulders.

“(F/N)-ya I-“

“Babyyyyyy~ I missed youuuu~ Where have you been?” You slurred, swaying your body left and right before you leaned your face against his. Law quickly jolted his head away, which was completely new to you. You raised an eyebrow.

“Hey, what gives? You don’t like my kisses anymore?” You puffed out your bottom lip dramatically before coughing out a fit of giggles.

“Stop, you’re so drunk I can smell it off of you,” Law said, completely unamused. You rolled your eyes and pressed your back against the wall.

“Whatever, whatever. What’s upppp~? In the mood to make out or somethin’?” You winked. Law scoffed, his patience wearing dangerously thin.

“Stop it, (F/N). Please” He said sternly. The fact he didn’t use the iconic nickname he gave you made you pause, but still wobble on your own balance.

“Look, you’ve been glued to Ace all night and… I need you to cut it out. Get some rest while you’re at it” Law said with a pained sigh. You burst into a fit of laughter. The jealous boy couldn’t help but lift an eyebrow.

“You’re funny, babe! C’mon, it’s his birthdayyyy~” You said, your body almost collapsing on itself the more you tried to stand still.

“(F/N), people are starting to think you’re cheating on me with that guy. Relax a bit, would ya? Please, I know your room is this way-“

Law tried extending a hand to escort you to your room, but a sloppy hand slapped it away. Law stared at you with hurt, yet angry, silver eyes. You couldn’t even make out his own face from the immense alcohol intake, but you could make out his words. You glared at him.

“Stop being such a party pooper, Law. I’m trying to have fun!” You scolded.

“Excuse me? So you dancing and being with him all night long is having fun? I’m right here!”

“And? It’s his birthday! Can I have fun just this one day, jeez!” You began to sound like a pre-teen yelling at their parents. Law felt like he was about to burst a blood vessel.

“I get that, (F/N)-ya but you're being ridiculous”

“Well, if you’re so bothered by it then just leave! You don’t even like parties so just leave me alone and let me have my fun! I set up this party, y’know!”

Your words might as well be a harpoon the way it plunged into Law’s heart. He stared at you with widened eyes, not saying a single word. Law couldn’t even give you the benefit of the doubt of the fact you were drunk off your mind so whatever you were saying was deemed fabricated and false because of how distraught he was by your words. The words didn’t hurt him as bad, though. What made everything a hundred times worse for the boy was your angry, careless expression to go along with it like it didn’t phase you a second that you shattered his heart.

“So can I go now?”

After those words, Law pushed passed you with zero remorse left. You were left there in the hallway, whose atmosphere was now filled with despair and animosity, all by yourself. You glared at Law with each step he took downstairs.

The crowd made its way for Law. His steps could bash someone’s skull in and his demeanor gave off the vibe he was about to murder anyone that dared spoke a word to him. Everyone grew quiet once the loud, slamming sound of the door echoed in the room. You stood up top on the steps with a careless smile.

“C’mon! Who said this party was over!?” You shouted, raising a fist. Everyone cheered to your voice as if nothing happened. As if you didn’t unknowingly ruin your relationship.

The rest of the lively night was a blur. The more you took, the more you began to lose control of your body and became blackout drunk. The last thing you remembered was screaming Happy Birthday over cake and everything went dark. To your surprise, you woke up in your bed the following morning.

You never thought sun rays could burn your eyes so bright in the morning but here you were. Wincing like a vampire as soon as you realized the bright morning sun flooded up in your windows to peek through your curtains. Your head was on the verge of exploding from the grueling headache. You winced as you sat up from your bed to realize you were still in your party attire, minus the absence of your heels.

“Fuck, what happened…” You murmured.

You didn’t hesitate to slip your body into more comfortable clothing compared to the tight dress causing more discomfort in your distressed state. Your legs were wobbly and weak but you still managed to make your way down the steps. The living room was not only several times brighter than your room but also looked like a hurricane went through it. A happy, morning Sabo was slowly cleaning up the place while the birthday boy was snoring on the couch with drool.

“Sabo?” You said groggily. Sabo flinched at your voice and quickly exhaled.

“You scared me, (F/N). Slept okay?” He asks with a smile, carrying a full black trash bag. You nod slowly, making your way to the messy kitchen.

“Last night was pretty crazy, huh?” Sabo hummed. He made sure his voice was quiet for you and Ace.

“I barely remember it…” You murmur. The main thing you focused on was grabbing a crisp bottle of water to soothe your body at least a little.

“I don’t doubt it. You were pretty crazy” Sabo gently placed the bag by the door with the rest of them. He began to continue cleaning the place little by little.

“I’ll help out,” You say, grabbing the wooden stick of the broom to sweep the floor from the party.

You two silently cleaned the place from top to bottom. The party aftermath left about five full bags of nothing but trash. You dusted your hands together and shared a high five with Sabo now that the place was clean.

“Free of any evidence” Sabo chuckled. You nodded.

Nothing prevented you from slapping your hand against the slumped boy's cheek to wake him up. Ace didn’t budge until your force grew harder and harder. He groaned and flailed his arms around to push you away.

“Okay, okay I’m up!” His eyes still closed, he sat up from the couch and palmed his eyes. You gave one last light smack beside Ace’s head.

“Morning”

You sat in the seat across from him, yawning. Ace finally fluttered his eyes open with a scrunched-up face.

“What even happened last night?” Ace said groggily. Sabo sighed, ready to explain the chaos he caused.

“You were off the rails with (F/N)” Sabo replied. He turned his body to a growling coffee maker.

“Why are you two here, anyway?” You asked curiously. Ace just replied with a dumbfounded shrug. His response didn't surprise you a drop.

“You two were the drunkest people here, so I stayed to put you both to bed after I forced everyone out. The police were almost called by your neighbors” Sabo chuckled, pouring a steaming hot cup of coffee in a mug.

“Jeez, I guess I threw one hell of a party” You giggled. You flickered your eyes around to see a tall, raven-haired, tattooed boy but nothing. You thought Law would’ve stayed to nurse your hangover but to your surprise, he wasn’t there.

“Where’s Law?” You abruptly asked.

Both of the brothers exchanged eye contact like they knew the answer. Ace said he wasn’t going to be the one to say it through Sabo’s eyes, and he sighed in complete defeat.

“He… left long before the party ended. He seemed pretty upset”

You raised an eyebrow, completely dumbfounded. You traced back the entire night but could only see your moments with the hungover boy in front of you.

“Upset? Why would he be-“

The air in your lungs is suddenly squeezed out by your terrified gasp. Sabo jolted and Ace just looked completely concerned. It finally clicked. The angsty conversation you had with your boyfriend flickered in your brain enough for you to piece it together. You rose up from your seat so quickly, that you grew slightly lightheaded. Your head whipped around your surroundings.

“Wha-? What’s wrong, (F/N)?” Sabo shifted his body away from the kitchen and immediately to you, looking like you’d been attacked by a ghost.

“My phone! I need my phone!” You shrieked. Ace groaned, your voice piercing through his brain.

“I’ll help look. Ace! You too!” Sabo said sternly as if he was a mother of ten kids.

You, as well as the two brothers, scurried around to find your missing cellular device that could’ve been absolutely anywhere. Thanks to your foggy memory and reckless drinking habits, your phone was tucked away in an absurd hiding place that Ace ironically found. You gleamed at the mere sight of it, snatching it off his tired hands.

“What’s wrong anyway? Never seen you so passionate about your phone” Ace said, scratching the back of his head.

“I think I just ruined my relationship while I was drunk out of my mind…”

You frantically turned on your phone and saw that Law hadn’t messaged or called you once all night. That simple sight made your hopes plummet and your heart shatter. You realized this was entirely your fault and looking back at the argument made your heart sink even further.

“Sabo,” You said sternly. He felt a shiver run alongside his body. “Please tell me I didn’t do anything with Ace. Y’know, like…?” You said, insinuating anything that wasn’t platonic. Sabo frantically shook his head.

“No, no! Of course not! All you did was share drinks and be annoyingly loud” Sabo reassured. You exhaled in complete relief knowing you had the control to prevent anything from happening.

“If I so much as kissed that moron I would’ve jumped off a bridge”

“Same here, asshole!”

You quickly opened Law’s contact and didn’t hesitate to call his number. You realized it was rather early in the morning for him to be awake but it didn’t hurt to try. You felt like crying as soon as you heard his voicemail instead of the loving voice you desperately longed for in this current situation. You tried again, but the same fate occurred. You collapsed on the couch once again, sluggishly sitting there in complete defeat.

“No use?” Sabo asked. All you could do was give him a slow nod while you typed out a message to him for him to see when he awoke.

(F/N) - 6:56 A.M

hey law we need to talk. i remember what happened and i really need to talk to you. call me as soon as you can i love you..

The last message was something Law read over and over. Truth be told, Law didn’t sleep since he left your place full of anger and frustration. As soon as he got home, he let out a few tears that not even his guitar could dry. He sat on the corner of his bed in quiet sobs, not really wanting to throw you away by your drunken words. Despite that, your words still pained his already shambled heart past its extent. He couldn’t sleep. He knew the moment he’d shut his eyes, your words would only replay through his eyes.

So Law broke nightfall to now stare at your two messages. He read the ‘I love you’ and reconsidered your relationship with him. He figured that if that were true, you wouldn’t have said what you said back at the party. He didn’t want to talk to you—not yet. Law watched your caller I.D buzz until the line disconnected. Even if he did answer, he wouldn’t know what to say to you, let alone your physical face. He desperately wanted to grab the phone and cry to you about his feelings, but that sense of vulnerability petrified him more than anything as well as the fact that talking to you wouldn’t help his wounds. Law silently told you he wanted space.

Sabo and Ace ended up spending the entire day at your place to comfort your current lovers quarrel. They kept you good company in playing games with you and spending brotherly time together but that didn’t erase Law from your overthinking brain.

5:34 P.M. - You sat on the couch with a fuzzy blanket wrapped around your body. You stared blankly at a movie displaying in front of you on the big screen TV. Sabo was on the other end of the couch mimicking your demeanor, the only difference was he was actually intrigued with the movie.

“Ace, while you’re there can you pour me somethin’ to drink” Sabo called out from the living room. You could hear Ace sigh.

The room began to flood in with the buttery aroma of freshly made popcorn. Granted, it was made from the microwave but it was still delicious. You let out an audible sigh. Sabo noticed your distressed state never vanished all day since the morning. He’d catch you checking your messages to see if Law messaged you under your nose, but nothing. Your inbox was filled with notifications that didn’t matter to you. You only worried about your boyfriend.

“What am I gonna do at school tomorrow?” You asked. Sabo hummed while he averted his attention from the TV to you.

“With Law?” His question made you hum and nod. You couldn’t maintain eye contact with the blonde, but you could tell he was concerned. The aroma grew stronger when Ace plopped in the middle of you two with a steaming bowl of popcorn. Ace shoved a fist full into his mouth.

“Talk to him, duh” He muffled out. You rolled your eyes at the oblivious jock.

“Not as easy as it sounds, Ace” Sabo added. Ace pointed the bowl towards his brother while chewing on his mouthful of popcorn. “If he’s ignoring her online, what makes you think he’ll welcome her with open arms in person”

“I guess, but think of it like this” Ace grabbed the remote that lingered on the glass coffee table innocently. Ace paused the movie that was playing, which you weren’t even paying attention to, panning his attention between you and his brother.

“If he’s ignoring you online, he can’t ignore you in person? Hm?” Ace felt like he was the smartest person to ever walk the planet while you and Sabo gave him eyes that said otherwise.

“Ace, I’m sure he’ll just ignore me in person. Plus, I don’t want to embarrass myself” Sabo hummed in agreement.

“Besides, I think (F/N) must’ve hurt him so bad that he needs time to recover” Sabo hit you where it hurt and you flickered your eyes away in embarrassment. Sabo cringed. “Sorry, (F/N)… Didn’t mean it that way-“

“I get it. No reason to sugarcoat it…”

The two sat in silence for a moment. They equally felt bad for your current situation and seeing you hurt only pained them more. Sure, Ace was an oblivious, one-track-minded guy but he still cared for the people around him—especially you. Sabo was in the same boat.

“I think you should give him some space until Tuesday or so…” Sabo recommended and you couldn’t object.

“What did you even say to him anyway?” Ace abruptly asked. He leaned back against the couch with his arms spread. He rolled his head towards you.

Ace’s question made you realize you kept whatever you told Law a secret. This entire time they’ve been clueless of the actual situation and assumed it was pretty bad for Law’s ghosting absence. You felt cold and bare, despite being wrapped in warmth, when you opened your mouth to explain.

“I barely remember, but he said he was uncomfortable with how I was with Ace last night and I told him to just leave…” Is all you can manage to describe the quarrel. You saw Ace cringe at your explanation, knowing that he was a major part of it. Sabo was left somewhat speechless.

“To be honest, I figured that was the case” Sabo spoke. You shrugged in defeat.

“Yeah, that’s sort of embarrassing…” Ace exhaled, rubbing his back as a nervous stim. “Does he know about our relationship?”

“I’ve told him numerous times but I guess I was just too clingy because I was drunk and it was your birthday”

“Well, take this as a learning experience to never drink like that again” Sabo laughed. His slight sprinkle of humor to the painful situation made a soft giggle escape your lips.

“First and last time…”

Suddenly, the doorknob from behind began to jiggle and rumble. A shiver went down your spine, wondering whoever this was trying to break into your home. Your delusions began to take over and the only person you could think of popped out of your mouth as the door swung open. Your legs moved on their own to an abrupt rise from your seat, the blanket pouring onto the floor.

“Law…?”

The door revealed an exhausted, tall woman sighing in complete relief to be in the comfort of her home. She tossed her keys by the steel bowl beside the door where the rest of the keys lingered. Your body relaxed at the sight of someone you didn’t expect to see, while the two brothers smiled in delight.

“Hey mom…”

You say lowly. Your mother smiled, seeing the surprise of both brothers in front of her. She hugged them both ever so lovingly, leaving a tighter embrace around your disappointed body. You were happy to see your mother, of course, but you oddly expected the raven-haired boy instead to come out and spin you in his toned arms.

“What are you boys doing here while I’m gone?” She said, her voice spewing a bit of animosity towards you. You remembered she strictly told you to not have anyone over unless it was an emergency.

“(F/N) was helping us study for a really important exam before Christmas Break. Sorry if you didn’t want anyone over” Sabo saved your skin to your mother, who had eyes ready to pull you by your ear to lecture you. You silently thanked him.

“Well, I expected nothing less from my little scholar” She giggled.

“Why don’t you two stay for dinner and I’ll drop you rodents back home. Sounds good?” She gleamed, her hands placed on her hips.

You hear the two agree with excitement. You sighed, hoping your lovingly warm mother's cooking would warm your tainted heart. You decided to cover the lover's quarrel with your mother to keep that perfect picture in her head. That is until the dreading thought of you two breaking up occurred. It was all you thought about. It’d make your stomach turn and your throat tighten at the mere thought. It’s only been a couple months or so, but you loved Law more than anything. Knowing that you were the very cause of your perfect relationship only made you want to crumble before everyone.

That night you lay in the comfort of your bed, imagining what would happen in the familiar hallways of the building you were scheduled to arrive to the following morning. It’d be exactly like how it was the very first time you met the boy. You didn’t expect him to hold you in that tight, warm embrace he’d usually do whenever you were stressed or overwhelmed. He wouldn’t kiss you with those lovingly soft lips with an arm on your back that silently spoke; ‘I’ve got you’. He’d push passed you like you were a stranger with those mysterious, steel eyes. Only this time, those eyes had more sadness and sorrow buried within them than before.

The imagery flashed before your eyes, and in your, what you thought would be, peaceful slumber. You didn’t have high hopes of getting good enough sleep that night. With your body coiled in a fetal position and your arms tucked in your chest, you can only think of saying one thing.

“We’ll be okay, Law…”

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this was my first time seeing tim and also getting a chance to say a brief hello! (though, i’m not particularly keen on meeting celebs or comedians and rarely take the opportunity, tim just seemed so approachable and that "this really could be my only chance ever" feeling hit hard, so i did it!; that said, i am incredibly disappointed having missed richard osman's book signing last month, but now i’m digressing…) he seemed so, so chuffed at the show being sold out and people being so happy to see him, it made my heart happy 🥹 and, yes, totally polite! (and quite hairy?) i said this before, but one of the best things about nyc shows is watching artists brim with pride — nyc brings out the 15-year-old dreamer in them that they used to be, you can see the "holy shit i really did it" in their eyes... never gets old!!

(this is a follow-up to a question about which 3 comedians i’d want to have dinner with!)

i think people would typically approach this question one of two ways: you want to meet the people you really, really love no matter what or you want to meet the people you really, really want to know more about. those two things can overlap, but sometimes a person you adore has already shared so much, written so many books, created so much, done so many interviews and answered so many questions that you might feel it's a greater privilege to see behind the door of a fiercely private person instead, if forced to choose. stephen fry and simon amstell are great examples of people i've loved so long, respect so much, find endlessly funny and interesting and inspiring — but they've been so generous with their lives and thoughts that there are other comedians & writers i'd never know 1/100th as well even after a three-hour dinner and their undivided attention, and i may selfishly, desperately want to. i say "may" because i don't really blame anyone who would prefer to live in ignorance about their favourite comedians & writers and just enjoy them through their work. sometimes i think that's how i feel about victoria; she's so witty and so smart and represents so much of what i respect about women in her industry that i love her to bits, but because her opinions can be so strong and even acerbic i'm intimidated by the reality that we may clash in some of our ways of thinking — and, selfishly, i don't necessarily want to face that. anyways—

if we were having dinner all of us together, i think it'd be nice to pick 3 people who are friends and would have a lot to talk about amongst themselves — since i'd mostly be there as a voyeur, or to ask a question to spurn on more stories. there are also comedians i'd pick in this scenario because they'd do much better amongst their own kind than a one on one with a normie...

do you ever regret asking me these kinds of questions bc my answers are always so long and qualified and boring like i type this shit out thinking "who would ever read all this or care even half as much just list the fucking comedians" im so sorry for who i am

...like, really, someone like alex horne...he'll be much better in a group, with his friends to play off of...but fock he's kinda hard to fit in with my other faves...

OKAY

i think for a group dinner i'd enjoy so much seeing catherine tate, lee mack, and david tennant. how epic would be that? the oldest of friends, who used to be in a group on the circuit as kids, and the long-time colleagues and icons, who have ruled tv culture with their talent and their charisma; three open, warm people, all legends in their own rights, with endless stories, who may not otherwise show lower-key sides of themselves. i'd sit at that table forever, i think, learning about the comedy scene, the acting scene, television and movies, how the industry circles have overlapped and evolved and helped and hurt. i could sit at that table forever, i think.

as for one on one dinners, it's too difficult not to say david mitchell (is that so predictable ╥﹏╥ ), who is someone who feels close but far; i think — apart from his love of history — he's offered many more scratched surfaces than deep dives, and i deeply appreciate the spectrum of his career and interests. i couldn't keep him too long because i don't think he appreciates going on and on about himself, and i'm sure i couldn't be too interesting, but man what an experience that would be no matter if it was just a short tea! otherwise, i would say sean lock and...as a kind of wild card...richard osman. i think a lot of people will relate to sean, just wanting to see him again, just wanting a moment of his humanity, his great balance between accepting the harsh and coping what we can. richard is a strikingly fascinating person — the younger brother of a famous rockstar and a massive comedy nerd who went on to become one of the richest comedy tv producers and now a crime author? talk about containing multitudes. he's been around for so long but really hasn't given much of himself away — i'm so curious about his life! and he seems such a polite, gentle, intelligent, insightful person, i think the conversation would just be so enlightening!

as you can imagine i have about 15 other people i'd be dying dying dying to have dinner with but i stuck with the prompt!!! sorry i was so word vomit about it >.<

the thing is julian has 0% dad energy — what he has is INTENSE rich childfree aunt energy. she’s gonna come around for dinner once in a while and wear that fake smile around the kids that makes it very obvious she’s not into them but is happy for you and talk about her recent trip to paris and after about two hours she has to leave 1) to go to the theatre but mostly 2) for her own sanity. as for lucy and sam, i saw an amazing exchange (i think on tiktok?? idr) discussing the quite serious difference at the foundations of james acaster’s and sam campbell’s comedy, since they’re being often erroneously compared, and someone made a point that went more or less like this: “the basis of james’ comedy is the fact he is a deeply angry, self-loathing and mentally ill person. sam is just a toddler who has had way too many lollipops.” and…that’s it. older sister lucy and younger brother sam have had too many lollies — you can even find some in their hair 🍭🍭

well you know what i watched an episode of pointless where THIS FUCKING CLUE got 86!!!!!!!!!! 14 people didn’t get sheep!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so frankly i don’t trust this audience anyways!!!!

hahaha no i just threw it together for that ask post that’s why it’s so sloppy 😂 you can use it if you want!

BONK

aw anon that's so nice! like i said, someone else made that action and i would love to know who (well, i know their name is ana, but have never found their blog in all these years) — the whole community is built on sharing resources and tips! hope you're having fun :')

get out of here!!! these were so sweet. thank you so much. to echo my answer to the anon before these, it's a huge community effort and the people who rip this content are my heroes. i'm happy you have some resources to help you smile and laugh 🥹

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➳ Twst Boys' Confession as Taylor Swift Lyrics (ft. Leona, Idia, Jamil & Kalim.).

CW: ooc characters (?) and soft leona & extreme fluff.

A/N: decided to write for different characters from the game and imma try my best upon portraying the boys ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ also, most of the confession dialogues can be seen here.

Leona Kingscholar 🦁

"Well you stood there with me in the doorway, My hands shake, I'm not usually this way but;"

"Thanks for bringing me back at my dorm, Leona. It's not something the Leona I knew would do on a daily basis but I'm greatly thankful for the small gesture." You spoke, a small smile plastered on your face as the prince felt a tinge of spark, not only on his stomach but also in his heart. Leona let's out a small hum as a way to respond to your words.

It's not the first time Leona felt this way towards this non-magical human whom he thought that he couldn't get along due to his pride and stand off personality. The more he observed you–the way you got along with his fellow peers (Jack & Ruggie), bringing him some tarts and sweets from the 'unbirthday' parties you've attended and how he expresses his annoyance towards you whenever you asked him for help.

Those thoughts of his may not be the best nor being the top of the icing but to him, those thoughts are the reasons why he developed such feelings for you. How come a prince like him fell for a human with no magical abilities. Ruggie knew all about his so-called little crush on you and told him that he must confess his feelings before those heartslabyul peeps might steal you away from him. Those words finally convinced him for you to become his and gathered his last pinch of dignity for him to confess his love for you.

"Well, I'll see you tomorrow. Let me know if Ruggie needs some help in chores back at the dorms." You waved at him good bye and proceeded to make your way inside of the dorm, in which you called home during your time here in twisted wonderland. Before you even step foot on the cold marble floor of the dorm, his hand made its way to your wrist, startling you a bit. He didn't say anything but you noticed how his eyes was directed on the ground, avoiding your gaze. "Leona, is something the matter-"

“Listen, herbivore. I am only going to say this once, so you better listen." Your heart started racing from endless possibilities that could happen on you but instead, his next line of words finally made your heart go faster, the words you hoped that he'll say to you.

Leona took a deep breathe, mentally contemplating wether this is the right choice for him to express on how much he yearned for you. Holding both of your hands against his huge and warm hands, he admitted these feelings that bothered him from the past few months. "It's not something I would admit all the time but I love you. It would mean a lot to me if you'd go on a date with me, just the two of us." He couldn't help but the way your face reddened and heard a small murmur from you. "Couldn't hear ya, sweetcheeks. Speak again, will ya?"

"T-this was unexpected of you but I would love to go out with you!"

"That's good to hear, herbivore but there's only one thing I would like to do." He smirked.

"And that is?"

His arm make its way to your waist as his lips connected into yours, eyes widen from his sudden affection but quickly melted as both of your arms are linked into his neck. From afar, Grim and a certain hyena fist bumped each other as two of their prefects became an item.

"You pull me in and I'm a little more brave. It's the first kiss, it's flawless, really something, it's fearless."

Idia Shroud 💠

"You took the time to memorize me–my fears, my hopes and dreams. I just like hanging out with you, All the time."

If there's one dream that Idia would like to receive, he wants his first relationship to be with you; his closest friend and dearest player 2. Oh how he imagined to the sweetest acts whenever he fantasized about you–walking alone when everyone in Night Raven College was fast asleep, having matching icons on Magicam, or calling each other stupid yet cheesy nicknames that only the two of you would know.

If he gathered enough courage to face his social anxiety, he, along with his younger brother, would come to class to accompany you and Grim. But due to his crippling anxiety and self-doubt, he stop making his romantic feelings for you quite obvious, in risk of loosing his one and only friend in the school that caused him so much distress. It was painful for him but for the sake of his relationship with you, he'll just endure this painful process of keeping his feelings for you a secret.

His younger brother repeatedly encouraged Idia for him to court and confess his love to you. He didn't said yes but didn't declined his brother's words either. He was in the middle of the lines of yes and no.

How does this goofball fall for you? Well, the reason why is because you knew him as if a list of his likes and dislikes was placed on his head. You knew his boundaries and limits, the reason why he had this anti-social personality and why his video games is his only escape when the outside world becomes too much for him to handle. Idia will never forget on how you rescued him when Kalim and the rest of his peers pressured him on coming with them.

And it didn't take long for his platonic relationship with you had turned into something else, a feeling he didn't felt for a long time due to his fear of interaction; he fell for you hard. He felt like he was in a dating sim where you're the love interest and he was the main character, destined to be a loving couple when he chose the right choices in this small adventure of his.

Just like in the dating sims he played and the romcom animes he watched, he knew that your time as a "single" won't be long when someone else pursued on taking you as their own love interest. He needed to act fast and to his relief, Ortho told him that you gushed about him to Grim, indicating that you also have feelings for him, easing his nervousness.

Or so he thought....

And there he is, inviting you to meet you under the wishing tree at the back of the school during the late hours of night. Idia knows that the tree can increase his chances for you to accept his feelings and this place was your favorite spot to sit whenever you needed some place for you to be alone. He saw you sitting under the tree, waiting for him and didn't notice that his hands are shaking.

Taking a deep breath and remembering the encouraging words his brother told him, he made his way to you and seeing you smile makes his heart all giddy and warm. "I just saw your message and I came here as soon as the clock strikes at midnight. Is there anything you wanna tell me? Do you want someone to listen to your problems in person? Or perhaps the chapter of the new game we played yesterday just released?"

Idia shook his head sideways. ".....T-there's something I need to talk about. J-just this once, I'm gonna be honest with my feelings to you." He gathered every inch of his confidence to hold your hands and stared at your eyes as away to ensure that what he's going to say was all in honesty. His glowing hair started to turn pink, making you giggle wholeheartedly. "...I- um...It's just that- n-no, h-how should I start this-"

He started to doubt himself, thinking that you're going to be annoyed as he waste your time with a shut in like him but no. The way you gripped his hand ensures him that you're a patient and caring person who didn't want to break his fragile and cold lonely heart. "It's okay Idia, just take your time."

He didn't want to use his tablet in this occasion, he didn't want to be a coward in his confession and your sweet smile is all it takes for him to finally spit out these feelings he hid from you since last year. He shut his eyes and spoke with such confidence. "I-I r-really, really like you, (y/n)! You mean s-so much to me and h-having you as my lover was like getting that ultra rare card I've always wanted for so long! But I don't want to tell the truth was because I didn't want you to loose you as m-my closest friend and you're far too important for me to let you go–!!"

His words were cut off as soon as you placed your lips against his. His eyes are full blown from this gesture, tears streaming from his face and his hair color had turned, from the usual sapphire blue into hot pink. Your kiss is all it takes for him to fully accept that his brother was right, you really do like- no, love him as he kissed you back. Underneath the wishing tree where all dreams do indeed come true.

And his dream was none other than his (y/n), his precious player two and his first ever s/o.

"All those times that you didn't leave, it's been occurring to me. I'd like to hang out with you, for my whole life, stay."

Kalim Al-Asim 💛

"Do you remember, we were sittin' there, by the water? You put your arm around me, for the first time."

The thrill of this heir's love story to the non-magical human to whom he called his one and only beloved. His cheerful and radiant demeanor says all as soon as his eyes saw you many times during your stay here in Night Raven College. No matter how much gold or wealth he took hold in his name, it didn't compare to the happiness you've given him the more you hang out with this bubbly sunshine of a student.

You've gotten along well with the housewarden of scarabia due to his friendly personality and generosity, inviting you to such extravagant parties he hosted in his dorm and ate to your hearts content. And thus mere friendship with the housewarden quickly turned into sweet romance upon recognizing such symptoms of having a crush to the other person; being nervous whenever you're around, giving you trinkets that could cost thousands, even millions of thaumarks and daydreaming about what it's like if you're his lover or better yet, to be married, earning his last name and for him to call you his spouse.

Jamil thought that Kalim's crush towards you was just a simple one. He thought that he'll get it over in less than a week but boy his predictions was wrong. His friend was indeed in love with you and drops subtle hints to see if you liked him back. From simple endearments to holding your hand when the hall becomes too crowded.

Tired of his friend's constant ramble about you, Jamil suggested if he had the guts to confess to you. Kalim was hesitant at first but was determined to show on how much he loves you, to be honest with his true feelings and for you to be his significant other. The moon has risen and t'was the perfect time for him to invite you to a magical carpet ride. The housewarden went to your dorm and persuaded you to join him in a late night ride on his carpet. He lied that he couldn't sleep and decided to pay you a small visit, but this was apart of his plan to confess to you.

Upon riding his carpet, you felt the cold breeze of air surrounding the two of you. "Oh, be careful, my dear. I don't want you to fall down because of me." His arms, wrapped around you to ensure that you wouldn't fall out from his grip as you attempted to touch the stars above. While you're distracted by the beautiful scenery below, Kalim becomes awestruck by your beauty, reflected by the moonlight below. Your eyes shines like diamonds and your smile is worth than the coins he was constantly saw in the majority of his life.

The carpet stopped as soon as it enters the upper atmosphere, finally seeing the brightest stars you've ever seen and the perfect time for Kalim to tell you the truth. "(y/n)..." He called your name softly, making your head turned slightly in front of him. He first showed such affection by placing a kiss on your temple and softly smiled on your expression. "I know that we're just friends but lately, I felt something very different than this friendship of ours." He said timidly, anxiousness was laced upon his words.

You did say anything, indicating for him to continue. "I want for us to be more than friends I- You have no idea how much you made me very happy. No matter how much gold or jewelry I was gifted, you are by far my most prized treasure." He held your hands against his and kissed each knuckle. You couldn't help but to feel the butterflies on your stomach and his loving gaze tells you that he's definitely a keeper.

"I love you, my love. I want you to be happy. And I would love it to be with me." He finished his confession but alas, he was about to apologize when he saw tears running on your cheeks.

"These are happy tears, Kalim and it makes me so happy when you receprocated those feelings I've felt for you."

"S-so, is that a yes?! Do you love me too?!"

You nodded in affirmation, casing Kalim to hug you tightly, laughing and peppers your face with so much kisses. "Thank you so much, my jewel. I'll do my best to be the best boyfriend you'll ever have."

"You made a rebel of a careless man's careful daughter. You are the best thing, that's ever been mine."

Jamil Viper 🐍

A/N: @veeaxx your man's here 👁️👁️ and this part kinda sucked for I didn't get his character right ;_; (I fucking tagged the wrong account lmfaoo 😭😭)

"Can I go where you go? Can we always be this close forever and ever?"

For him, Jamil believes that food can be his own way of showing on how much he pinned after you. At first, he brushed these feelings for you as something that's platonic. He sees you as a friend who took interest in his cooking and nothing more. That was until you started to fawn over and complimented him on how much of a husband material he was. Cooking such delicious cuisines really does make you happy and it didn't stop his heart from beating as soon as he heard those words.

And it looks like he just accepted his romantic feelings towards you.

Jamil isn't the type who would always show on how much he liked you nor would spit out words that could make his feelings obvious to you but instead, he projected those feelings by making food for you–soup, meat, even bento boxes in which he claimed that he made way too much but in reality, he just made an extra to show how much he cares for you and didn't want you to go hungry after finding out that you were saving a few thaumarks for your necessities.

Oh how his eyes lit up whenever Kalim announces your arrival on his dorm, his eyes soften up whenever you mentioned his cooking skills and didn't hesitate to hold your hand when the two of you are alone in the hallways of the dorm. You didn't mind the sudden physical affection from him since you also liked him and didn't gave the guts to tell him your crush towards him.

There are times that he couldn't help but felt the feelings of jealousy whenever you hang out more with the housewarden of Scarabia or being invited to Riddle's 'Unbirthday' parties. How he wishes for you to spend some more time with him, it was selfish of him but that's the side affect when you fell for the person you truly cared and loved.

As soon as Kalim knew about Jamil's romantic attraction towards you, he did everything for the two of you to be together; whenever you visited his dorm, he always persuaded you and Jamil to have a ride on his magical carpet. He also invited you to dance with him as soon as the music started and gave you watching jewelry that Jamil wear all the time.

For the first time, Jamil ranted to the housewarden on how much he loves you, how helpful and kind you are even after his oberblotted state and how your compliments and sweet words finally took a boost on his confidence. By the time he was finished with his talk, Kalim suggested for him to have a celebration in the dorms to confess his feelings for you and revealed a crucial detail about you; The food that makes you happy was tarts and cakes.

Jamil was baffled. Sure that he can cook anything but sweets? He definitely needs some help from Trey himself. Plus, Valentine's Day will arrive in just a few days so he has more time to prepare to such occasion.

And when Valentine's Day has arrived, the first thing Jamil did was giving you a bouquet of flowers. Poor guy was nervous as his hands shaken a bit, making you quite concerned for your friend. He ensures you that he's okay and asks you if you're free on the 14th of February. You thought about that at first, realizing that you didn't have anyone other than Grim to celebrate the occasion. So you happily agreed, a warm smile appeared on his cheeks.

During the celebration, you and Grim ate and danced with the other students. In the far corner, some of Jamil's peers (that includes Kalim) hyped him up as he held the box, hands shaken a bit due to his nervousness. This is the moment he's not gonna mess up and as soon as his leg touched the marble floors, he knew that there's no turning back. "Hey (y/n). Can I talk with you for a moment? This quite urgent and needed to be addressed right away." You nodded and proceeded to walk right beside him towards the balcony.

"Is something wrong, Jamil? Do you have a bad day? You know you can tell me anything but I ain't forcing you." He didn't say anything, his face still in a nonchalant expression as he opens the box that contains the strawberry tart Trey helped him baked. Inside of the box was indeed the tart but with the words "Be Mine". You stood there in shock, warmth began to spread across your entire body. He felt his cheeks began to warm up too and spoke his honest feelings towards you.

He sighed, placing the tart beside him and held both of your arms against his own. "I know I'm not the type who would be all sappy and cheesy but it's hard for me to describe what I feel for you... but just know that it's love nonetheless." Your eyes widen a bit from his confession, a smile growing on your face. "But I know I'm a bit uneasy because I'm quite unfamiliar in the concept of dating." Without hesitation, you let go both of his hands and hugged his waist. "Then let's face it together. After all, I wouldn't mind being on a small adventure with my boyfriend." You giggled, now facing the night sky as you hold his elbow and your head leaning on his shoulder. He looks at you in adoration, a soft expression can be seen on his face while placing a soft kiss on your forehead. "Boyfriend.... I like the sound of that..."

Right behind the newly formed couple was the students of the dorm cheering quietly, now finally happy that their vice housewarden finally got the person he truly loved the most.

"And ah, take me out, and take me home. You're my, my, my, my lover."

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#disney twisted wonderland #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #leona kingscholar #leona x reader #idia shroud x reader #idia shroud #kalim x reader #kalim al asim #jamil x reader #jamil viper #twst fluff #twst imagines #twst fic

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Holding Back

Chapter Two (1/4)

/== Chapter List ===/

“Answer!” the woman Yang and Pyrrha knew was Jaune's mother snapped at them, when they didn't respond right away to her first two questions. Afraid to say anything, Yang reached up and hit the camera flip icon. The woman's tone instantly changed. “Jaune!”

“Mom.” Jaune replied with a defeated tone.

“You've had us worried sick! Where are you? Why haven't you called? Are you safe?” Jaune's mother fired off a rapid series of questions.

“I'm sorry. Beacon. Afraid to. Yes.” Jaune replied.

“You're where?”

“I'm at Beacon.”

“And HOW pray tell did you manage to get into a Huntsmen Academy without combat school transcripts or a recommendation?”

“I...”

“Jaune?”

“Mom... please?”

“Jaune Jonathon Arc. You will tell me how you were accepted into Beacon, or so help me, I will come there and tan your hide!” Yang and Pyrrha both flinched, but remained silent. “So make your choice.”

“I cheated.”

“And how pray tell do you cheat your way into Beacon.”

“Forged transcripts.”

“Jaune. Well, that explains what happened to your savings account. So why are you calling... or more specifically are you having others call me, on your scroll?”

“Some things have happened, and... I have a problem that I...”

“Which one is it, or is it both? Are they keeping the baby?” Yang and Pyrrha both choked on air. Yang, on the thought that someone would think that about her and Jaune. Don't get her wrong, Jaune was a great guy, and a great friend, she just didn't see him like that. As for Pyrrha, she was picturing that statement becoming a reality.

“Not THAT type of problem!”

“Well, what was I supposed to think? You say problem, after having two young ladies call me on your scroll... AFTER not contacting us for MONTHS!”

“They KNOW!” Jaune snapped back at his mother in frustration.

“They know? What do they know?”

“Our style.”

“How? What did you do, Jaune?”

“I was bothered into a spar with Yang, and spared with her and...” Jaune paused, he really didn't want to admit to his mother that he had been too distracted to notice Yang's scroll recording their interactions.

“And?”

“She may have... she did... record the match.”

“That is unacceptable. Jaune you know better, then to be that unobservant. She bothered you into revealing something that is private? More likely, she goaded you, and your pride couldn't...”

Actually...” Yang spoke up, thumbing the camera flip icon, so Jaune's mother could see her as she spoke up, to take the blame from Jaune for her actions. “I did bother him constantly for three days, before I had to promise that it would be a one time thing... and promised not to tell anyone.”

“I see, and this promise you made, you instantly broke.” Jaune's mother's deep blue eyes narrowed.

“I only showed two people...” Yang swallowed, feeling very uncomfortable being the focus of Mrs Arc's glare. “His partner and a Beacon professor.”

“Again you broke a promise. Who did you show and why?”

“His partner... she's next to me right now...” Pyrrha risked giving the obviously displeased woman a small, hesitant wave.

“And this professor?”

“He's a doctor, actually.” Pyrrha spoke up giving Yang a break, having the woman's gaze focus on her, “We couldn't recognize Jaune's style, so we asked someone who we thought might know.”

“Who, girl?”

“Doctor Oobleck. He's teaches History.”

“No doubt he wants to study this.”

“He did mention that, though he said only if Jaune agreed.” Pyrrha offered.

“Jaune?” Mrs Arc started to speak and stopped, “Put this scroll somewhere, so I can see all three of you at once. Flipping the camera function is distracting.”

Yang did as the Jaune's mother bid, before moving to sit next to Jaune on his bed; followed by Pyrrha.

“That is better.” Mrs Arc sighed. “Jaune, this is totally unacceptable. You know better, you were taught better. You have no excuse for any of this, and regardless of what these ladies are saying... in the end the fault lies on you.”

“Yes, mom.”

“I feel there is something else you are hiding. What is it?”

“Jaune's been challenged.” Pyrrha spoke up. “It's to happen tomorrow during Combat Class.”

“Challenged? Why?”

“I dislocated another student's jaw.” Jaune informed his annoyed parent. “So they want to get back at me. I have to attend or face suspension; though I don't have to participate. I can offer and apology...”

“You used our techniques, didn't you?”

“Yes.”

“So not only have you let your pride, but also your anger dictate your actions!” Mrs Arc snapped, causing all three to flinch as if struck. “SO, what are your plans to deal with these... issues?”

“Yang is willing to delete the video. Doctor Oobleck...”

“Said without Jaune's permission... he won't ask.” Yang spoke up.

“And this challenge, who is it against? What type of person did you assault?” momma Arc asked.

“He's a thug and a bully.” Pyrrha informed the elder Arc.

“I'll appolig...”

“No, you won't.” Jaune's mother stated flatly. “This one time, I give you permission.”

“Mom?” Jaune asked confused.

#holding back #rwby #shadow skill - anime #jaune arc #pyrrha nikos #yang xiao long #saphron cotta arc #jaune's got skills

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splinnters · 10 months

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*holds up transfem Nya*

This, with supportive older brother Kai or transfem Nya × bisexual Jay?

fun fact anon! I thought I dreamt this ask and did not realize it was real! also yessss transfem Nya is an icon we love her <333

transfem nya pride month headcanons!

Nya uses she/they pronouns :]

she’s used she/her since she was very little. Kai called her “my little brother” to a customer and she threw a fit. he stopped doing that… forever

when they and Kai eventually found their parents again, Ray caught on immediately and copied what name and pronouns Kai used for them. Maya took a while longer and some explaining before she wrapped her head around it. once she understood, though, she never messed up even once

when they were younger, Nya and Kai both wore basically the same thing: white shirt, trousers, and a work apron. Kai worked hard to buy Nya her first dress. he bought it big so that she could wear it for longer

Nya learned to sew from one of their and Kai’s neighbors, so they started making their own clothes and keeps doing it to this day. it’s easier to find things that will fit them and things they like if they just make them on their own

once she grew out her hair and started hormones, she dressed more the way she wanted, which was more androgynous than all the dresses she used to wear. Kai teases her about her leather jacket until she gets him one, too

Nya didn’t mention much about being trans to the other ninja except in passing conversation because, well, who cares? they DID tell Jay the whole story when the two started dating and Jay was a lot more chill about it than they expected (“I’m bisexual so it doesn’t matter what gender you are :D”)

Jay actually got really into the spirit and likes to buy Nya trans-themed stuff for fun. secretly they think it’s adorable

Nya and Kai started using they/them pronouns at the same time because they both had been thinking about it and brought it up to the other. she/they and he/they solidarity

Nya’s type in women is… women <3 Nya’s type in men is Jay (scrawny annoying nerdy guys with anxiety)

Nya, Kai, and Lloyd become the trans friend-force when Lloyd comes out to them first (he/they, she/they, he/she/they). privately, Lloyd tells Nya she’s the reason why he felt okay telling people she was trans

Jay and Kai team up to surprise Nya with money for any gender-confirming surgeries they want. they DEFINITELY do NOT cry (they do). all of the ninja team helped and they have a little party when the time comes

Nya and Cole go on homophobe/transphobe punching sprees together at pride >:)

#also a bit of bisexual nya because heheheeheh #Sighhhhhh Nya <33333 #ninjago #lego ninjago #ninjago headcanons #ninjago pride month #nya smith #nya jiang #smith siblings #jaya #splintered asks

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this article warms my heart! i know the social conversation on harry and queerbaiting has been exhausting and turbulent, but this is what matters. real people feel more comfortable with themselves and exploring their identities. that’s his real impact on young queer youth— no one can take that away. it’s all summed up by Ash:

“They see him, they like him,” Sandoval said of Styles fans. “And if they like him, they might like me too.” ❤️

Oh this is wonderful. And I love that quote. Thank you for sharing the article with me.

Katelyn could hardly believe it.

Harry Styles’ percussionist, Pauli Lovejoy, picked up the nonbinary pride flag their friend had tossed onstage and began dancing and waving it while Styles sang. It was October of last year, and Styles was performing in Nashville. Katelyn, a nonbinary fan who asked to go by their first name because they have not yet come out to certain family members, screamed with joy at the top of their lungs.

“It just made me feel so safe and validated and loved for being who I am,” said Katelyn, 19, who uses they/them pronouns. “I came out to a lot of people after that experience.”

It’s no secret that Styles is a champion of the LGBTQ community, but to a special section of that fan base — his young gender-nonconforming devotees — Styles’ ability to exist comfortably, and extremely publicly, in a fluid space along the gender spectrum is particularly resonant. For them, Styles, 28, is an icon and advocate whose journey to self-actualization, and unapologetic ability to wear a Gucci gown or a string of pearls, mirrors their own strides toward self-love and discovery.

At his concerts, Styles regularly helps fans come out to their families by reading signs they hold up in the audience. He then celebrates them by leading the crowd in affirming chants, as he did on opening night of his 15-show stand at Inglewood’s Kia Forum. After asking a fan named Serena if she was sure she wanted to go public, he declared, “Congratulations, Serena, thank you for being here tonight.”

“He helped me feel like a lot of things about myself are OK,” said Alondra “Ash” Sandoval, 20, who uses she/they pronouns and said they are just beginning to explore their gender identity. Sandoval stood in the Forum parking lot wearing a snazzy black suit emblazoned with bright silver stars. The venue behind her was bathed in rainbow colors.

[…]

Styles has dropped so many references to his feelings about sexuality and his thoughts on gender nonconformity that fans regularly track them online. In an April 2022 Better Homes & Gardens cover story, the pop star called it “outdated” that people should expect him to declare his sexuality publicly.

“I’ve been really open with it with my friends, but that’s my personal experience; it’s mine,” he told the magazine. “The whole point of where we should be heading, which is toward accepting everybody and being more open, is that it doesn’t matter, and it’s about not having to label everything, not having to clarify what boxes you’re checking.”

A few months later in a Rolling Stone cover story, Styles said, “I think everyone, including myself, has your own journey with figuring out sexuality and getting more comfortable with it.”

[…]

Not all observers agree that it’s fine for Styles to disregard gender norms and ally himself so firmly with the LGBTQ community without identifying himself as part of it. He has been accused by some critics and disgruntled fans of “queerbaiting” — or co-opting queer identity — an ongoing controversy that is peaking as his latest film, “My Policeman” comes out, in which he plays a closeted gay man in 1950s England.

Many gender-nonconforming fans have served as Styles’ most staunch defenders. Grace Daniels, 19, who attends New York University and uses they/them pronouns, said that Styles does need to state anything publicly.

“Gender exists on a spectrum, sexuality exists on the spectrum,” Daniels said. “And who’s to say that you have to even have a label at all? Which is something that he has emphasized, extensively.”

Another fan, Suba, 19, who is from the South and uses she/they pronouns (who asked to be identified by their first name since they have not yet come out to certain members of their family), recently wrote an 11-page paper on the subject for their writing seminar.

In the paper, they argue that accusing Styles of “queerbaiting” is essentially the same as “telling any young kid out there who is hesitant to do something, like dressing a certain way, that they are not allowed to try out different expressions without having to label themselves one way or another.”

[…]

Hernandez said the song “Lights Up,” which came out in 2019, just when they were beginning to realize they were nonbinary, changed their life.

“I feel like that was just what I needed at that point in my life,” they said of the soulful tune with the lyrics, “Lights up and they know who you are / know who you are / do you know who you are / shine / step into the light.”

San Antonio-based transgender fan, Derek D., 19, agrees. When Derek (who asked to go by his first name and last initial only, out of concerns for privacy), was about 11 years old, and Styles was still in One Direction, Derek said, he remembers a fan complimenting Styles on his black nail polish and Styles acting a bit shy and embarrassed about it.

“Times were a little bit different back then. And I remember resonating with that a lot, just that aspect of doing something outside of what is typically acceptable for your gender,” and then feeling a bit sheepish in public, Derek said. Derek now calls this “the nail polish story,” and said it’s an anecdote he uses a lot when discussing the stepping stones along the way to discovering his identity.

“It’s almost as if he’s walking in front of me,” said Derek of Styles. “And he’s leading a path, saying, ‘It’s OK. I promise it’s OK to be yourself’.”

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Free Ralsei Pride Icons!

Since pride month is coming up, I'm making some free to use Ralsei pride icons! You don't need to credit but it's nice if you do.

There's gonna be alot of them! So I'm gonna be putting them in the "pride icons" tag on my blog! Or just click these numbers lol.

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I'll be taking flag requests via asks, but the asks themselves won't be answered. They'll all be compiled in posts together. I have the right not to use some flags. I usually don't use them if I'm not familiar with the identity yet.

I will only be doing the Ralsei icons for free. If you want your own icon with a different character, you will have to commission me for one. They're only $5 if you're interested.

Happy (as of this post early) pride month! Remember corporations aren't your friends! : )

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Airport interlude

Around a month later, Akva finally had some time to take a few days aside and go to Del Sol Valley visit Paisley and her family. And then some of her friends showed up at the airport with her to have conversations I really wanted to write but had nowhere else to put idc this ain’t a professionally written novel I do what I want.

Akva: Thanks for coming with me guys! Bye everyone! Dawud: Ciao. Rudi: Welcome, that was a nice walk. Now I gotta go home, it’s the Eurovision tonight and I don’t wanna miss my country humiliating itself yet again. Daniele: Rud, it’s like 8 am, I know Europe is a few hours before us, but I think you’re overestimating it a bit. Rudi: I wanna be ready. Oh and by the way, I’m rooting for your country. Daniele: Aw, thanks. Dawud: No idea what you guys are talking about, but I know a few German songs cause you know, I took German classes in high school. Like Rock me Amadeus or 99 Luftballons. Rudi: Literally everyone knows 99 Luftballons. Daniele: To be fair, I don’t think I know any other songs in German but that one, so kudos to you Dav. Rudi: You dont- You don’t even know Rammstein? Like...Rammstein! They’re famous as fuck and they’re icons from my dad’s hometown. He even brought me to one of their concert when I was 10 which...In hindsight he 100% should not have but you get my point. To be fair, I don’t think my dad really knew what he was getting himself into, we had been invited by his best friend. Daniele: Eh, I know them by name, but it’s not really my type of music so I don’t think I know any of their songs.

It was now Dawud’s turn to leave the conversation, as his mechanic lessons were just about to start. Hopefully that day, he was not going to injure his hand. Whelp, now Rudi and Daniele had no reason to stay at the airport, so they just left the scene too.

Daniele: By the way, the other day, don’t remember why, I tried looking at all of the burger joints in the city, and did not see the restaurant you work at. Why? Rudi: Because I don’t work at a burger joint?? I work at a Filipino restaurant??? Daniele: Oh...I just thought...Ok you’re gonna make fun of me but it’s because the place is called Bob’s House and I don’t know, that has strong burger joint energy. Rudi: It’s because their logo is a pineapple, duh...No that’s not a joke, the name was their daughter’s idea and she was like, 5 years old back then. She told me personally while we were smoking weed together behind the art museum. Daniele: I don’t get the joke? Rudi: Ok, I can believe you don’t know Rammstein but...Spongebob??? How the fuck do you not know Spongebob??? Daniele: I did not made the connection alright, calm down. Rudi: Wait, I just realized, but the daughter, her name is Marisa by the way, she’s a mermaid...Well, obviously the entire family are merfolks, but she’s also the same age as Akva, give or take a year or two. And like, she’s bi. I know it cause one time I was talking about wanting a tattoo and she showed me hers, and it’s a heart shaped bi pride flag...Do you see where I’m getting at? Probably not, but I’m still asking just in case. Daniele: Matchmake her with Akva? Rudi: How the fuck did you guess on the first try? But yes, that’s my plan. I think they’d be cute together. Daniele: I think they need to have more in common than just being mermaid. Like, I don’t think Akva would be the type to date someone who smokes weed. Rudi: Ah, come on. Akva’s been through a lot, she deserves a nice girlfriend. Daniele: Please, first you wanted ruin Dawud’s relationship with Matteo, which I get you wanted to do that for me but still, now this? You’re aroace Rudi, stop trying to interve in people’s love life you clearly don’t know what you’re talking about. Rudi: Um fuck you, and I’m no longer rooting for Italy, my vote is going to Finland now!

Rudi did not care, as soon as Akva came back from California, they were gonna try to make her and Marisa meet. They would be so cute together, or at least that’s what the werewolf thought.

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