#im sort of chilling for the day so this might be the perfect movie to relax to tonight
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hi everyone, wants some kidge today?
I just finished my first day of exams and so, I will today ( and it's been a while) write some kidge and answere some messages!!
Ok, so as some thing quick to write rn, I was thinking of their first unofficial and official date! so let's go ahead! :
The first date they had was unnoficial and Keith asked her out.
He was coming back to earth from a mission with the blades and the first person he wanted to see was Pidge, of course.
He has been thinking a lot lately, since the Atlas, the both had been very close and he can't help but constantly think of her. And, when he told his mother about his thoughts, it made him realise that he maybe wanted more with her. It still wasn't sure yet, so he decided to take the first step and try something. That way, he could see if he had a chance. After all, he hadn't talked to her a lot lately. He used to call her often but the blade was taking him too much time since a few month.
Now, there he was, his phone in one hand, thinking of how he should start a conversation. he wasn't going to call her because he didn't even knew how to ask, I needed some time to think of it compleatly and a call was too direct. He had never asked a girl out before. Never. let's say that when he was younger, he never experimented those types of feelings, it felt so new and so strange.
After some long minutes of over thinking, he finaly typed something: "Hi".
(Yea, he took more 10 minutes to type "Hi" but don't blame him! He thought about starting by "hello" but thought it was too formal. Then he wanted to put an emoji to make the mesage seem a little more nice looking and friendly but immediatly thought that it was a little too much because it didn't seemed like him, he rarely used emojis. Actually, he generaly didn't. He was bad to show emotions in messages so yup, Keith is one of these people that seem very cold in messages but is a total sweeet heart in real life. " Hi" Has his best option )
He stared at his his phone, his hands sweatig and his cheeks blushing hardly has he saw that she was writting.
"Hey, Keith! It has been a long time! What's up ?"
"I just wanted to make sure that you were ok and also to tell you that im coming back on earth next week."
"Well, im doing good, pretty busy lately but you know, I love my work so I don't think I care that much.. the only thing I miss is the afternoons of playing video games and chilling.. Or I also miss the full nights of sleep. I know, Im a "sleep depraved" but it's nice to have a full night of sleep from time to time so I don't have to end up drinking a hundred coffees to survive a day. Now, YOU 'RE COMING NEXT WEEK ?! We have to see each other! I miss you emo face lol!!"
keith smirked at his phone. He hated that, when people was calling him emo. But, when it came to her, he didn't care. He actually thought it was sort of cute from her. It was like it, they had nick names for each other: She was "shorty" or "Short one" ( Yea, it was generally about her high..) and he was "Emo" or everything that was pretty teasing around being an "emo".
I don't want things to be to seem too formal.. im not asking her out to tell her my feelings or anything yet.. He thought. He wasn't even sure of his feelings yet or if he even had a chance with her.
Maybe It'll be nice if we had some time to chill together? she said she missed chilling and to have free time..
"sure! Well, ever since you said you missed chilling, we could do something like it? I miss havin free time too and we might both need to relax."
Pidge immediately wrote back:
"Sure!! You could come to my place and we could have a movie night? What do you think? We'll get some snacks and order pizzas!"
Keith couldn't believe it. It was PERFECT. He started to type back immediately.
"Sounds great!"
They kept talking for a moment and then, a week later, Keith headed to her apartment.
He knocked at her door, and, after a few ticks, she oppened.
"Keith!"
She giggled and jumped in his amrs to hold him lightly.
"I really missed you!" she said with her head burried in his chest.
He warped his amrs aroud her, carressing her back and nuzzling his chin in her haires.
"I missed you too, shorty"
She gave him a soft laugh before to let him come in.
He had brought snacks and he letted them on the table that was in front of the couch where they both settled. They talked for a little moment, catching up on the last few month that had passsed. After almost an hour, they took blankets and started a movie. At the beginning of it, they were pretty far away from each other but as it went by, they both got closer and curled up under the covers. He was playing in her haires wich she really enjoyed. The night passed and they shared caresses and a warm ambraces in front of a nice movie and Keith's heart felt so warm. All he wanted to do was to cuddle her and to never let go.
The movie ended and he looked down at her; She fell asleep on his shoulder. And gosh. It was the most adorable thing he had ever seen. He couldn't help but let a kiss in her forehead. He then setteled her in his arms and slowly layed down, letting her in the top of him, on his chest. He smiled. it felt amazingly perfect.
He held her tight and fell asleep with an amazing feeling in his heart. He knew now that he wanted to end his life with her and that he'd do anything-
for the love of his life.
I will do another part with the official date soon, stay tuned!!!! ♥
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ok i just scrolled down your blog and you seem like a chill person so im going to be honest here.
i really don't want to see austin butler in any dc or marvel related stuff bc imo he has the talent to be a movie star and instead of being known for a superhero franchise I'd love to see him getting recognation in blockbusters like elvis and indie movies.
and I'm a both marvel and dc fan but the fandoms are full of insane ppl so there's like... zero ppl i can talk abt this without them getting angry.
anyways hope you have a nice day 🌷
sorry this has been in my inbox for a while now and i never replied. (i'm kinda doing a reply catch-up across a few of my socials tonight.)
you're absolutely valid for that opinion. i think i've sorta changed my tune about austin joining dc since i first talked about it after seeing elvis. i mean, i still think it'd be cool to see him in a franchise of some sort, but maybe something new, like a book-based thing (i guess like dune, though i know that'll be a one-off for him) rather than an established comic book one. and especially now, like, dc is a mess. they're trying to save face but i don't have faith in their new leadership (safran seems fine to me, even though i've heard he's like hamada lite; it's gunn i really worry about) and the quality of their films seems to be back on a downward spiral. (i haven't seen BA yet but critical and audience response is pretty mixed, so i may wait to watch it on streaming.) i've also heard a new rumor for who might take over for ezra post-flash, and i gotta say, i don't hate it. (it's george mackay, of 1917 fame, which i haven't seen but i want to, and i think some of his other films are on my to-watch list, so it's only a matter of time before i become a fan of his officially. he's definitely got a good look for barry, i can at least say for now.)
(oh, and i know austin's name has also been suggested for green arrow, but i genuinely think now that it'll be a missed opportunity if wb doesn't get charlie hunnam. garrett hedlund is a solid backup choice, but charlie would be a perfect ollie. would be kinda fun if he got paired back up with guy ritchie for a green arrow solo film...)
i totally get you on the crazy fandoms thing, which is probably further reason why austin should avoid cbm franchises. he doesn't need to face the wrath of those fandoms, he'll probably get enough from elvis and dune fans. (i mean, those who somehow don't like his performances.) glad you find me a chill person to talk to about this sorta stuff. i do have some strong opinions, but i'm always open to hearing other people's thoughts. :)
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Hello you mrs. lady robin hood honey nut cheerio lefty eyebag 😅
Oh no! Delays suck. But it's good that you guys got to CA safely. That's a long drive from the airport to their house..
I am freezing my butt over here. It is snowing and the temperature is down to 10 degrees. Do you wanna trade? I can go enjoy the heat in CA while you play in the snow here. Hahaha 🤣 so all the clothes you brought are thick layers? Hopefully it does get cold but I doubt it because all the cold temperatures are heading my way haha
Hm so you like stories that have a dark theme to it?
So I listened to some songs of Glass Animals. I love his voice. It gives me a soft bar vibe hahaha I think my favorite so far is Your Love. And I didn't know they are the ones who sings Heat Wave. I like that song too.
Hm is it bad that I have a lot of crushes? Hahaha 😅 okay so technically one of them is the girl from the past that I have been crushing on since grade school. I've always like her since we were younger and we don't talk much now but whenever I see her on social media, it's like feelings come back?? And I hate it lol.
The others are sort of recent. Yeah the tumblr crush, she's cool but I don't know, I don't wanna put feelings into it because it might turn out bad.
Haha I guess I could be. One time for our anniversary, I gave her a book of all the letters I wrote to her but never sent (because we were long distance at first).
Sounds like a busy day! How many brothers does he have? So his parents are not together?
Anyways, it's almost Christmas time! Are you guys going to take Emily to see some lights or decorated houses?
- CuriousGeorge
Corn-punn righty eyebag! Hello hello! I'm back! But i bet u r asleep already since u r 2 hours ahead i think.
I tried not to be rude to be on the phone when they were talking.
How r u? Hows everything in the last 2 days?
Sorry for the late reply.. we went to have sushi for lunch, then went to his brother's house to chill nncatch up. Got mexican food for dinner n too the kids to see christmas light neighborhood. Em fell asleep so easy because she was so tired. She had a big meltdown before go to dinner but thank god we could handle it.hahaha.
I'm so tired today.. i had to wake up early tomorrow because im gonna go to indonesian food place to hv some food n bring home some desert. 😁
Hahaha yeah we can trade place n weather for a bit .today was kinda chilly n windy so i still wore my pull over hoodie n thick jeans at noon n wore my coat at night when we were walking to see the christmas light.
I didnt bring all of the thick clothes but u brought long sleeves. Some of them r thick ones, some of them r thin.. i got upset because i took out the cardigans last minutes. Which they would be perfect for the weather right now.🙄😒
Yeah i like dark stories or thriller that has that vibes i told u. Because usually it focuses more on the antagonist's mind such as why they do what they did, or why they did it n what wrong step they did that got them caught, or the revelation of who did it.. N it's interesting. Even better that usually it has plot twist at the end. I love movies like that. I can recommend u some movies like that if u want. 😊
I wish i can write that kind of story someday.. 😊 a thriller story.
Yeah i love Glass Animals. The singer's voice is pretty unique.. n their style of music is pretty different. I love Your Love song. It inspired an interesting plot idea..😁
He has 3 younger brothers. He is the oldest. N em is the first granddaughter on his dad's side. His parents divorced a long time ago but they get a long well so they still hang out or attend each other's family gathering.
Yes we took em n her cousins see christmas light neighborhood. There are quite a few big neighborhood that do that every year on christmas n halloween too.
It sucks when i got the chance to reply u, u r either not awake yet or already went to bed because of the time difference. But oh well, i hope it doesnt bore u from waiting. Just leave me next questions after this. Will for sure still reply u asap
Cheerio!
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hc | boyfriend ♡
req (from: moon-jun) ➥ : hello love! i found your blog a few days ago and i just love it so much! i was wondering if i could request a general boyfriend hc like the one you did for mark and jaemin but for renjun and jisung? 🥺 take all the time you need if you end up doing this and have a wonderful night/day!! 🤍
☄︎ with: huang renjun, park jisung
☄︎ lou.note: no thoughts. just renjun and jisung as cute soft boyfies
ੈ⋆ mark & jaemin ver.
Renjun
the perfect-half, dreamy boyfriend
he’s never had anyone so close to him, so he gives off those magnetic vibes
youre always drawn to him whenever he’s around
and he wont complain about it
because he loves having you beside him
watching movies? you’ll be sitting with him on couch with his arm over your shoulders
cooking in the kitchen? youre gonna be attached by the hip literally
if you asked him to teach you how to paint, you bet he’ll hold your hand
he does things with you on his mind all the time
at the mall, he would see a bracelet and instantly think “y/n would love this”
at the dorms, he’d send you the same food he got for him and jisung bc he knows its one of your favorites
he can be quite stubborn when it comes to most, but besides his parents, its you he listens to
one time he was asked by the dreamies to cook for them since he’s the only one who didnt have a schedule that day
and he paid no attention EVEN when jisung pleaded
the only way they thought of making him cook is by having you ask him
so over call, you ask him “yeobo, have the guys eaten dinner yet?”
and he goes “nope but they’ll cook soon i think? dont worry about them”
what he didnt know was jisung dramatically sighed behind the door bc he thought his plan wasnt going to work
they just want a home cooked meal T_T
you tell him that you think it would be nice if he does it for them since it was his rest day
renjun doesnt even suspect a thing bc the way he answered “hmmm you really think so? alright i’ll go to the kitchen for them” was so innocent
in return though, you had to stay on facetime with him
everyone dropped by behind renjun to and mouthed thank you to you bc of your heroic act
it goes the same to you too- renjun would usually be the only one to pull you away from studies and get you to eat and sleep
your whole family knows him at this point as well
you know that story where he bought his cousin (?) an album and asked who her favorite is from his group?
he’d probably do that with your siblings or cousins
dates with him are chill
museum dates are a thing of course
and he’d definitely tell you youre the most beautiful art he has ever seen every time
other dates will be in art cafes or at the dorms
if youre both really free, you two might fly out to see his family (⁰▿⁰)
along the way, you’d be surprised at the number of actions he uses to make you fall for him even more without him knowing
you and him dont really believe in the saying that you need to find your other half
renjun is perfectly whole alone, and you are too, but complete is the word to describe you two
Jisung
the child-like, extra-ordinary boyfriend
as old as he is, he still needs your full attention when youre with him
he grew up with having the dreamies as older brothers who do a lot of stuff for him
and his hands... his big hands are sure to be destructive
he knows about it so he doesnt really mind when all of your attentiveness is all on him
this boy isnt aware on how to do a number of things in his life so he’ll definitely be thankful if you can teach him!
be prepared to be in some sort of communication with him whenever he’s doing something he usually doesnt (washing the dishes, doing laundry, making a smoothie, etc.)
youre the only one allowed to laugh at him. no one else
you do have a time limit though bc one time you laughed at him for more than a minute straight and he kinda got ??? pouty
jisung is still young, so his feelings are often not handled or brought up well
that one time you laughed at him? yeah that lead him to ask you with
“do you think im enough to be with you? dont you think im too immature, y/n?”
and youre like “no baby omg of course you arent!! 🥺”
besides that incident, you have to reassure him that he’s never too naive in a lot more days
you dont mind though bc what you said is true anyway
he really isnt childish, he just needs to know more about adult-ing
you tell him that in your opinion, being childish and child-like can be two very different things
bc one thing you love about him is actually his child-like tendencies
its the thing that helps the two of you have fun and make beautiful memories
jisung is no doubt an exceptional guy to be with
he doesnt know much,,, but at the same time he knows too much as well?
his thought process is:
y/n likes this ⇢ i should buy an upgraded version of it
you like flowers? there will be infinity roses delivered by your door
you like accessories? here, take this other necklace that he bought so you two can match
he’s also so spontaneous
he loves to see you happy with the plans he suddenly comes up with
he sees a new playground bulit near the dorms? he’ll take you there as soon as youre free
youre bored? well then the sun is up and so is he for a day at the amusement park
nerf guns are on sale? his immediate thought is to buy one for him and one for you
you even went on a walk at 2 am to buy bungeo-ppang (ง ื▿ ื)ว
and all of those are actually counted as dates by the two of you
but chenle told him that he should bring you to a restaurant and not to a 7/11
so he schedules a monthly fancy date for the two of you
but dates are often just at the dorms or his house
at his house, you two would learn how to cook from his mom
at the dorms, you’d binge on movies and play pubg or wii
people will say youre both still young and might meet other who are better
but he isnt convinced by that
jisung is more than willing to grow and be better with you- for you
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Depth Over Distance - Part One [Rudy x Reader]
[A/N: I haven’t found a hometown Rudy fic yet soooo I wrote one. I have no idea where this story is going to go and I’m honestly finding it hard to get out of writing JJ and get into writing Rudy, but here we go anyways. I wanted to write something where the reader and Rudy were hometown friends before he moved to LA, and to explore the idea of how that would change/what it would look like when he comes back. Get ready for a S L O W. B U R N. my dudes. Peace and love, Mossy x]
The sky was grey and the air was wet - it had been raining for 4 days straight. You sat in your car with the heat cranked, your window down slightly so that the humidity didn’t fog up your mirrors. Living on the Alaskan coast was beautiful most of the time but horrible some of the time, especially when you had to waste gas just keeping warm and dry at 6pm in the beginning of ‘Summer’.
You had never lived anywhere else aside from the summer you spent in Vancouver with your cousin when you were 19. Now, at 23, you were working full time at the local bookshop that was an 8 minute drive from your house in the winter and a 20 minute walk/skate in the summer. Your car was parked street side, waiting for your friend Lizzy to finish her shift at the cafe. The smell of the rain and the Ben Howard song on the radio made you nostalgic about the times you and your friends from high school had spent hours skating down these streets, beers in your backpacks, no helmets, dirty shoes and clothes, no pressure, no responsibilities, no cell service...no worries.
Since graduation a lot of your friends had moved out of town, either to Anchorage or down to Washington, or further south. Your best friend Lizzy had stayed close to home, helping run her families business and working part time at the cafe. You had stayed local too...your dad owned a fishing guide business and your mom was an admin assistant for the MD in town, but neither made enough to cover all the medical bills you had racked up over the last few years. You figured once the debt was paid off you might leave...but you had no idea where you would go.
You missed all of your friends, but you missed the boys the most, aside from Lizzy you didn't have a lot of female friends, and your boys had been like brothers to you. You spoke to most of them every few weeks on FaceTime, except Rudy. He had gone to LA for awhile and had kept in touch loosely, but after the first few months he started to drift.
You felt the loss the hardest for Rudy. He had been your closest friend the longest, you had spent nearly every day of every summer together since you were 9, and every school year you worked the same part time job at the seafood restaurant on the water. Now, the last you heard, he was coming back for the summer to ‘reconnect’. You had low expectations and tried not to let yourself get excited, but truthfully, you wanted him to spend some time at home and be around his own kind again - he had always been a homebody and you were worried that being gone for 4 years would go to his head or change him.
Lizzy tapped on the glass, causing you to blink out of your reverie and smile at her. You rolled the window down and let her reach in and open the door from the inside (the handle had been broken since high school). She threw her backpack and skateboard in the back seat, climbing in and closing her door.
“Ugh.” She grunted as her teeth chattered and she rubbed her bare legs.
“You know its only May, you shouldn’t even be wearing shorts yet. The snow just melted.”
Lizzy glared at you playfully and put her hand out to do your handshake. You did it, then put the car in drive and started slowly down the street, windshield wipers moving rhythmically.
“How was the shift?” You asked as you checked your mirrors and wiped some humidity off the rear view.
“Same old” Lizzy leaned back in her seat and pulled the visor mirror down to fix her hair. “That old man Collins from the cannery keeps coming in and harassing me.”
“Jack? The one with the eye patch?”
Lizzy nodded dramatically as she held the bobby pins in her mouth and started to twist her straight black hair off her face.
“That guy-“ She finished placing the final pin and slammed the visor closed “-Is an absolute creep.”
You snorted a sarcastic laugh and rolled your eyes.
“He’s like...70. And widowed. Don’t be rude.”
“I’m not being rude. Im just...asserting my boundaries.”
“You literally have a 3 foot counter between you at minimum, at all times.” You looked over at her and raised your eyebrows.
“Whatever. All I’m saying is we need hotter men in this town. Like...soon.”
You nodded in agreement and felt your eyes wander all over the road, remembering the time you and Rudy had taken your longboards down it after a torrential downpour and you had crashed and gotten such bad road burn that he had to call his dad to come pick you both up because you couldn’t walk.
“Hey, Y/N, are you listening?” Lizzy cut back in, staring at you.
“No, what?”
“I said, speaking of hot guys, I heard Rudy is coming back for a few months.”
You pinched your face and looked at her then at the road, then back at her.
“Rudy is not hot. Rudy is....Rudy. What are you talking about?”
Lizzy looked at you disbelieving and closed her mouth, trying not to smile.
“What!” You repeated, smacking her arm.
“Hey!” She laughed, then shook her head and looked out the window. “Whatever you say man, I just think....” She grabbed her water bottle and began to screw off the lid “I just think...he’s not gonna be the same Rudy that left 4 years ago. He’s like...a movie star now.”
You couldn’t even begin to touch that one. You knew what she was doing...she was always harping on you about going on dates or taking trips with her to the mainland to hook up with the pilots during their layovers. You never went, and always insisted that you were just fine and were not interested. She never listened. Part of that was true...you were fine, and usually not interested. But sometimes, when the water was calm and the sunset was colourful and the fish were jumping and your beer was cold...you wished you had someone to share it with.
“I’m going up to Skagway this weekend with my dad” You said, changing subjects. “He’s short a guide and needs someone to drive the boat.”
“Lucky you” She said sarcastically, screwing the lid back on her bottle. “Another weekend spent with men twice your age who have zero ability to catch a fish and even less ability to smell nice.”
“It’s good money.” You said flatly, annoyed that everything seemed to revolve around men with her. “And in case you forgot I’m kinda in need of that at the moment.”
Lizzy licked her lips and put her hands up, dipping her head.
“Alright...noted. Chill out Kemosabe.” She giggled under her breath and looked out her window, drawing a small penis in the moisture on the window.
“Babe, seriously. You need to get laid.” You said, shaking your head.
“I know” She replied, working on the veins. “Trust me. Im in a state of national emergency by this time of year.”
Lizzy was absolutely one of the girliest girls (and most beautiful girls) in the south of Alaska, which was ironic considering the house she grew up in. Her dad was an overweight German restaurant entrepreneur who had opened a world class seafood restaurant in Juneau back in the 90s and had shacked up with her mother who was this drop dead gorgeous Haida warrior woman who you had literally seen kill and skin a bear with her own hands.
They had forged this chain of restaurants local to Alaska that people flew hundreds of miles to eat at, but still lived in an off-grid cabin that hadn’t been insulated since 1960 and used wood heating. Not really the type of family that screamed southern belle femininity - yet somehow Lizzy came out of that union with a pink bed set, refusing to ever wear camo or sweatpants, and still had never shot a gun - which her mother reminded her of weekly.
Lizzy had hit puberty at 10 and had used her breast advantage over every girl in your class for the next 3 years like some sort of distinction of better genetics, as if she needed boobs to prove that. Unlike you, she was naturally thin and tall (6ft to be precise), had long, thick straight black hair and olive skin, and perfect hips. You felt like a prepubescent boy standing next to her, with your uneven complexion and your frizz and your awkward thigh fat distribution. You were envious of her genetics - her mother graced her with the body of an athlete and the thick black hair, and her father had given her height and cheekbones that could slice through glass. You looked down at your arms, covered in freckles, pasty white from lack of sun, and cringed, looking back at the road.
You turned the corner leaving the main road and starting on the dirt road that led to your favourite part of beach access. Lizzy pulled her hoodie out of her backpack and took off her seatbelt, leaning forward to pull it down over her head. You leaned forward and looked up, this was your favourite part of the drive. The dirt road which was lined with moss and ferns and other foliage wound along the base of the snow capped mountain that was at least 1000ft in elevation. The mist and fog from the coast was thick and creeped through the tall cedar trees, black ravens and falcons flying overhead stark against the white mist. This was the most idyllic picture of northwest coastal living you could find.
When you parked at the trail head Lizzy slipped off her work flats and into her Teva’s, you grabbed your yellow Vans out of your trunk and slipped them on. You usually drove bare foot, a habit you had started in high school after Rudy had thrown your shoes off the dock at the restaurant and you had to drive home without any. You grabbed your sweater and your backpack which had the beer in it. As you were both gathering the rest of your things...beach blanket, hats, and rain cover, you heard a car pull up behind you. You stood up out of the trunk and squinted to see the car through the fog. It was a black ford pickup you had never seen before.
“Who’s that?” Lizzy chimed in from behind you.
“No clue” You said as you lifted your hand to wave once.
The truck had tinted windows and looked brand new. When it pulled up beside you, the drivers side window began to unroll, revealing Junior - your high school (ex) sweetheart.
“Holy” You said, eyebrows up, nodding. “Nice truck - where’d you steal it from?” He rolled his eyes at you dramatically.
“Whatever kid - its a rental. Got it to drive to the airport in.” His chest puffed out and his expression read so proud.
“Airport?” You said inquisitively. “Since when does Alan pay you to drive new trucks to the airport?”
“Since Rudy hired him for the pick up service and apparently is incapable of driving his own ass around anymore” Junior snorted and waved at Lizzy.
“Or he doesn’t have a car here anymore” You noted, rolling your eyes at him.
“Either way, I get this bad boy for the next 24 hours and I intend to give her the royal grand tour of our humble town.” He ran his hand up and down the steering wheel, stroking the new leather. “Wanna go for a rip?” He said, winking. You shook your head and crossed your arms over your chest.
“Well I do” Lizzy piped up from beside you, walking closer to the window. She smiled at Junior and began to put her hair in a pony tail. She nudged your arm as she began to walk to the passenger side door. “Come on, granny. Let’s go!”
She laughed as she climbed up into the truck, but you shook your head again.
“I’m good...you kids have fun. Say hi to Rudy for me” You said to Junior, who shrugged his head and muttered ‘definitely wont do that’ under his breath.
Lizzy blew a kiss at you and waved once before Junior put it in drive and started to go up the dirt road north of you.
Junior and you had ended on okay terms, but he had concocted a theory that you had broken up with him because of another guy, and the unspoken suggestion was that that guy had been Rudy. Small town guys had a heck of a time with the idea of girls and guys just being friends.
You sighed and watched as the truck disappeared around the corner, and turned back to your own car. You grabbed your backpack and slammed the trunk closed, walking down the path alone. You weren’t mad at Lizzy for going with him - she was flighty and bailed on you at the bar all the time - but you were mad the beer was going to go warm before you could drink it all. Not that you should even be drinking 6 beers alone by the water when you had to drive yourself home. Doubtful the 2 cops in this town would even be awake to see you though. Whatever.
You reached the end of the path and rounded the corner, revealing the coast line and the rocky beach. It was your favourite place to sit and think, sit and smoke, sit and be yourself. The beach curled in a U shape, giving you a private spot where the rest of the shoreline was blocked from view and all you could see was the ominous cedar forest that stretched up the mountain, the snow caps at the top, and the horizon over the cold pacific.
You had intended to share the joint you had in your pocket with Lizzie, but...well, her loss. You spread the blanket out on the softest patch of sand and rocks you could find (which still meant you were guaranteed to get at least 2 rocks in the ass) and placed your bag down, kicking off your sneakers. You took a deep breath for the first time in a few days and lit the joint, taking one long, deep inhale. You felt it tingle through your chest and your arms and legs almost immediately, relaxing you. Being here alone always sent you into a spiral of memories and thoughts that you worked hard during the day to suppress. Most insistent lately had been thoughts about your health problems. You called them ‘health problems’ but in reality it was just an eating disorder. You could go 2, sometimes 3 days without eating anything, and never felt hungry. It started after graduation.
You had lost weight, dramatically, going from a stable 120-125 to 95 at most and 90 at worst, in the span of a month. And for the next three years you had never gained it back, you had stayed at a relatively stable 95, which still left you looking sickly and too thin at 5’3”. Your frame wasn’t built for that kind of weight drop, you were Scottish and Cree, sprinkled with a little bit of German and Irish. A classic northwest cracker mix. You weren’t naturally small, you always had a bit of something to grab onto, but it was normal to your body, healthy.
Some part of your brain knew that it had something to do with leaving school...and the pretence that came with that. The expectation...the responsibility. You were never that kind of person, and it never really bothered you, but suddenly it had. You never planned to go to University right away, but you had no back up plan. It wasn't something you and your friends really talked about. But suddenly Jacob had gotten into U of Washington, Dan had left to backpack Europe, and Rudy had not so graciously announced he was deferring his acceptance and scholarship to culinary school because he wanted to be an actor, and flew to LA the next month. You had been left behind, with Lizzy of all people, and it had hit you hard.
You looked around the beach, dragging on your joint quicker than normal, trying to knock the thoughts out of your head. An Eagle screeched above - scaring you - and you laid back on the blanket, closing your eyes. You needed to chill the hell out. This was the first time in a few weeks that you had gotten a night off from helping your dad with his guide business and you didn’t plan on wasting it riddling your brain with anxiety and worrying about your body.
You looked up at the sky and watched the mist and fog kiss the clouds, the sunset colours dancing across them. As it usually did, the rain had stopped just as the sun was going down, the clouds parting briefly and letting the smallest sliver of sunlight through, just enough to burn the grey light out of the sky and allow the pink and orange hues to fade along the horizon. You sat up and cracked a beer, enjoying the fresh smelling air and the rhythmic sound of the waves licking the shore line.
Two beers in you had put on your jacket and placed your Bluetooth speaker next to you on the blanket, blasting a playlist that Rudy had made you for your graduation party.
Three beers in you took the jacket off, standing up and dancing by yourself on the beach to the music.
Four beers in you laid down on the blanket, balled your jacket up and used it as a pillow, and started looking for shapes in the stars.
Five beers in you fell sleep.
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Many hours later, as the sun rose and was bright on the water and the early morning bird feed was in full swing overhead, you were drifting in and out of sleep to the squawking when a shadow came across your face, alerting you to groggily open your eyes.
“What’s up, Little Fern?” His voice had gotten deeper. Wait, what?
You opened your eyes and blinked, raising a hand to block the sun. There, in your very awake and very not dreaming state, was the unmistakable silhouette that you had spent the last 18 years dreaming about and 18 years being a friend to.
Rudy.
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You’ll Love Me Again
No one ever really mentioned all the symptoms that comes with heartbreak. For one, your heart quite literally hurt. It burned. Not in the sorts that felt like heart burn, but more so like it was falling. The feeling of weightlessness. Yet, at the same time you felt as heavy as can be. From there its just full on misery. Y’know how people will say they feel like they just got hit by a truck? Yeah. Yeah its that.
“I’m uh, how do i put this without you going all vigilante mode on me? I’m into your sister,” Kon was grinning stupidly now.
Oh!
oh.
Tim felt his heart sink and then the nausea began to settle in.
“My? My what?” Tim shook his head in disbelief. Kon didn’t like him. He liked-
“Cass. Kon likes Cass, Steph,”
“Yknow when I see him next, you best believe I’m bringing that kryptonite ring, I’m gonna-“
“I feel sick to my fucking stomach,” the Robin sobbed over the phone.
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The answering voice sighed. She still felt the shock of Tim crying on the phone with her, about a boy of all things. And, although the she wanted to slap the living shit out of the both of them, she also knew it was best to be calm and to let him cry on. “I know, I feel you Timmy, been there, done that,” she gave the phone a sad smile.
“I can’t even comprehend how that’s a thing. Seriously, Steph, how?!” His eyes seemed to bulge, one step closer to completely freaking out. He laid back on his bed, the phone still close to pressing against his ear, and salted tears running down his reddened cheeks.
He was a bat. A detective. Trained by old comics and the world’s greatest himself, batman. So, how on earth was he feeling so sunk by all these emotions? Why so much all this once? How was he to cry over the phone to Stephanie Brown over not just a boy, but the superboy. And, not just because he didn’t like him back—no, that wasn’t even able to be gotten out—but because he planned to ask out Tim’s own sister.
“Could my life really get anymore amusing, Steph? This is fucking humiliating,”
“Tim, I’m seriously so sorry this just all around sucks. Were you really planning on telling him, though?” The voice questioned over the device.
“Yes,” the boy cringed, “ I had a whole speech planned out to tell him tonight. Talk about bad timing,” his breath slowed. Without all the tears now, he felt tired. So completely drained for ever believing his best friend would ever see him much more than just that. Best friends.
“Why don’t you just spend some time away from him? Not exactly to cut off all contact, but more so just hanging out less? Maybe start making up excuses like Bruce needs you working on a case more, or that your parents have been home?” She suggested.
Actually, it wasn’t the worst idea, either. Kon would be okay with him being busy, and in the meantime he would take that step back and convince himself Kon wasn’t really the one.
“You’re right,”
“I am, aren’t I? Y’know it actually feels really nice to hear you say that for once, maybe just once more?” The girl pressed playfully.
He scoffed. “Yeah wouldn’t you like that?” The Robins teased one another, after all she could always make him feel better. “Alright, I think I have to call it a night. I’m gonna go throw up and then to bed.” He wasn’t lying, either. For whatever reason after speaking to Conner his head hurt like hell and his stomach carried what felt like a flu virus.
“Goodnight, Tim,”
“Night, Steph,”
*****
“Well,”
“Well?”
“It’s been about a month,”
“Tim,”
“I think I’m actually okay this time. I don’t feel so achey around him anymore! I told you we met up after patrol tonight!” The boy exclaimed over the line, a smile captured on his lips.
“Okay, so, it went alright, then?” Steph asked. She cringed a bit. No way his feelings where just poof gone.
“Steph, it went great,” assured Tim. “I think we plan on doing the same thing tomorrow...it just nice to have my best friend back, yknow?”
“Tim, it’s really okay if you still need time, you know that, right?”
“Steph. I promise. I’m okay, my feelings for Kon are completely gone,”
*****
“You’re here on time” the boy in front of him called. A small chuckle arose, “did bats let you off early?”
“Yes, actually, how’d you know?” Tim smiled. He sat down right beside him on the edge of the rooftop. Ironically, sitting on top of a fifteen story building, next to a superhuman somehow managed to be the spot he always felt the safest. He assumed, it was all about the trust. All about a matter of not having to worry that Kon might decide to push him overboard unexpectedly, or even if the building suddenly gave out. The only fault there was, why did he still have that trust for him? Admittedly, Kon had never exactly tried to send him soaring off a rooftop, but wasn’t heart break a close equivalent?
“Tim?” The familiar hand waved in his face. Tim carefully swatted it away.
“What?”
“I asked you how your day was?”
“Oh,” Tim nodded. He even looked down as if his fingers might curate him the perfect move. Spoiler alert: they did not. “It was…well, I mean kind of slow? Patrol and all that,” the last bit came out as a mutter. Why was he there, again? Honestly, he couldn’t even look at him now. He had thought he was fine, really he did, but what exactly did fine mean? Ignorance, in this case.
The only problem was, he just couldn’t let go. In movies and literature it was always so much easier, because it just always works out for them. They have a promised happy ending. For Tim, none of that was a guarantee.
It was like..insurance. insurance that he did not have. Because, even when the character didn’t end up with their love, they still found something great—like a new person or happiness. And now, all happiness was looking like without Kon was a cold bottle of chardonnay stolen from his mother’s wine cabinet.
“Are you okay?” Kon asked then. His face carried worry and all kinds of fear.
Shit
shit
‘Don’t make me lie to you’ The shorter boy thought. He didn’t want to, it honestly wasn’t something he could find the energy for anymore. “I, uh,” he felt his phone vibrate under his thigh. He didn’t answer it, it would only be Steph wanting to know what was happening.
“What is it, Rob? Spit it out,” the meta pushed, a cheerful smile forming his face.
“I…don’t think I can?” Answered Tim.
“Huh, well, why not? Its okay, you know you can tell me anything, right?”
The raven haired boy just stared at him, mouth split open stupidly. “Right! Right. Yes, I know that,” he nodded.
“So?”
“Right…” he bit his lip till blood arose and the feeling of confidence came beside it. “Could I, show you, instead?” He requested.
“Sure? I mean, yeah. Of course you can, anything that helps,” Kon nodded willingly.
Was he really going to do that? Where was some sort of memory wiper when you needed it? He’d do anything to redo the last ten minutes.
He sighed. Was he really about to do this? In all fairness, he had been wanting to for some time. Okay, he’d do it. Okay. Maybe not? “Y’know what?” Tim turned. they were closer than he had thought they were. No going back now, right? He laughed sickly, “fuck it.” Evenly, his face melted to a smile as he leaned him, pressing his lips ever so gently against Kon’s.
He couldn’t believe it. He was kissing Kon. His best friend. The boy who unknowingly broke his heart just months ago. This was...unbelievable. It always seemed like it was so incredibly out of reach and get here he was now, kissing him. Did that mean Kon really did like-
“Woah,” and just like that he was pushed away. He’d have to fight through the tears at an arms length distance now. “Hey, sorry, Tim I’m flattered, really, it’s just-“
“Okay, look, I probably should have waited, I just, I don’t know? Ever since you were talking about Cass I just couldn’t get you off my mind, and that’s why I stayed away for so long. Look, most people can just watch, too Kon. Most can just love from afar and wait. Im sorry, but I can’t do that. Im not that person, okay? I’m selfish. So selfish. I hate that I am and i’m sorry, but I can’t just watch, okay? I can’t,” Tim heaved a breath. He wanted to get it all out so bad and now he had spoiled the vibe. “Im sorry to burst your perfect little bubble, I just fucking can’t. Now I see it was a mistake too, because i thought you liked me back. I really did,” his lip bled. Biting too hard again? “You just don’t get it, okay? We’re supposed to be together. Everyone thinks so. We’re best friends, Kon. We’re the beautiful love story. Look, I’ve been telling myself that forever, and you’re just supposed to feel the same,” he shrugged. Just as if it was no big deal.
Kon groaned. He considered for a moment to grab ok to his hands but for obvious reasons that wasn’t exactly appropriate. “Tim. Hey, you don’t have to apologize. Im glad you told me. To be honest, I kind of like you too,”
“Wait, really?” Tim smiled, searching the meta’s face for any truth.
“What? Are you even listening to me? Tim, I’m sorry but I can’t be apart of your little fantasy..” It was clear it pained his friend to say al this. “We’re not some sort of destined couple or whatever you think we are. It just doesn’t work that way, okay?”
Oh. So, not as he expected.
Right
“Well, why not?” The Robin urged, hurt growing in his blue eyes.
“I’m dating Cass,” breathed Kon. “Look, we were going to tell you tomorrow but then all of this happened...I’m sorry, I should have told you,”
Ouch. Fuck. Again?
“Right,” was all he could mutter. “I’m uh. I’m sorry, Kon,” he had to leave. Had to get out of there fire his eyelids broke like dams and he had to muffle his own screams. “I think I’m going to head out, actually..goodnight, Kon,” Tim sighed. He walked off then, taking deep breaths to help ignore the boy calling his name behind him. He could catch him if he wanted to. Easily. Obviously he didn’t want to. Kon loved Cass...not Tim.
****
“I kissed him,”
“You what?!” The voice over the phone sounded livid.
“Yeah, yeah I know stupid, right?” Tim sighed. He sat on his bed, holding a chilled glass of chardonnay, just as he had promised himself.
“Im guessing it didn’t go so well?”
He could hear her cringe over the phone. Tim didn’t respond. Instead, he simply sipped his drink: dry. This one was eruopean as were most of the others, rolled in oak barrels and some sort of fruit. It was like drinking Kon’s scent. Whatever cheap cologne he decided to douce himself in every morning some how crawled its way into his head to torture him. He set the glass down.
“Im sorry, Tim, you really-”
“Its okay, Steph, really,” insisted Tim, having cut her off.
“Is it?” The girl asked genuinely.
“Yes. I’ve decided I cannot change it, so yes, its fine,”
“Wow. Okay. Thats, that’s actually very mature of you,”
The robin nodded, although obviously not visible.
“Goodnight, Steph,” he called into the phone.
“Goodnight, Tim,” she huffed back, right before leaving him in inconsiderable silence.
The boy picked up the wine glass again. He stared deeply into the few bubbled and cringed with the inhale of smoke and aged French oak.
“You’re really messing with my mind, huh, Conner Kent?”
Tim glanced around. His room was gloomy. sad. Dimmed. He wished for Kon to come light it up a bit, yet he didn’t. They’d be apart for now, but he’d turn around eventually. He would get his fantasy.
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[ BROKEN RECORDS ; asks ]
�� — love letter from @kyriaan
from track 007.
Okay okay im still kinda meh'ish' but i really wanted to answer you so 😭 ill try to compile both my answer to your answer on my love letter and my hyped review on track 7 <3 so yeah another long ass rant from me 😩💕Suki... Suki pls I totally forgot Tsumu had a crush on us Suki... And then poor Tsumu ir there sulking cause he still likes u- JFBFBDVDVSJCHDHSIA omfg i wanted so much to hug him my baby I like him so much 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 and he was trying so hard to behave while just sitting there sad fhfhfvbbshsjfhbdjaofhffhsoshd TSUMU YOU'RE STILL IN MY TOP 3 BABY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂
And then you throw the whole dancing scene with suna and I dont know whos on my top 3 anymore 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃🙃 SUKIIIIIIII THAT SCENE ALONE GJGJBFBSJCNFNKSOSNF OMFG IM FALLING SO HARD FOR SUNA I THINK? I think my top 3 had 4 dudes in it cause 3rd place has Suna and Atsumu tied?? Hfhfbfbfhdhsja I CANT PICK?? BUT BUT I WAS FEELING STUPIDLY DOWN WHEN READING THAT AND THAT SCENE ALONE MADE ME FEEL SO SOFT IT WAS SO CUTE AND OMG IF SUNA DID THAT TO ME I WOULD DROP ON MY KNEES AND ASK HIM TO MARRY ME CAUSE OMFGGGFFFF DUDE EVEN WENT AHEAD AND SAID THAT WHOLE 'HES GOING TO BE ONE LUCKY GUY'
Oh shit im crying again that scene lets me emotional 😭😭😭😭 someone get me a sunrin irl pls
Anyways the way that suna knows y/n is just.... FUCKING END UP TOGETHER ALREADY FOR THE LOVE OF GOD JUST JBVSHSJBEHSISJ
Also how powerful are we?? HOW FUCKING POWERFUL ARE WE TO SCORE SUNA KITA AND TSUMU?? ARE YOU GONNA TELL. ME IF OIKAWA MOFO TOORU APPEARED HE WOULD ALSO BE ON HIS KNEES FOR US?? (okay no wait... No nooo i would legit drop anyones ass for tooru hes that powerful for me like sorry suna was fun but TOORU)
Yo nah but the whole Kita sex scene- let me breath bestie LET ME BREATH CAUSE I WAS HOT BUT AT SAME TIME I WAS FEELING GUILTY 😂😂😂😂 ESPECIALLY WHEN HE WAS FEELING DISAPPOINTED NEXT DAY LIKE KITA PLS BABY WHAT WERE YOU EXPECTING?? 😬😬😬😬 But at same time his 'ill fuck the thought of him out of you tonight' I ALMOST MOANED YASSSSS TELL ME DADDY HOLY SHITTTTT
👀👀👀👀 Still not a kita simp ✌️✌️🤏✌️
Okay Kita deserves the best tho I mean okay he went there as a y/n mom's plan but he did ended up helping alot... Especially cause he knows no matter what y/n heart will always be suna's and pls give Kita the best ending possible cause he deserves someone who will trully love him and show him the world cause mah boy deserves it
*breaths in breaths out* i hated this scene- not in a bad way but shit i hate rejections... To the point im kinda afraid of confessing now cause i despise the feeling of being rejected... The best i can descrive it it like this coldness in your chest that descends your whole body and then you feel frozen in place.. Thats how it feels for me I hate it I absolutely despise it- its also the feeling i have when in a really bad situation and ugh...
The suna part made. Me feel this no matter how many times i reread it the feeling doesnt lessen it keeps being there cause (okay you probably are tired already of me saying this but) Suki I feel like I cant put it in words how much of a fucking good of a writer you are. Ill go ahead and say you are by far my favorite writer the fact i always feel so engaged and the fact i always feel like im there its just- it blows my mind.
I felt like suna was personally rejecting me and i hated it- i swear the moment he said prove it I almost screamed HOW? My brain had to take a moment to just slap me and say: 'kya you reading this is not happening chill-' cause i was already sobbing uncontrollably... I even whimpered the dont leave me 😬 my sadass went to bed feeling so sad thanks to suna... Man i wanted so much to hug him and i swear i would give him as much love as he gave y/n cause well i kin suna alot in this series cause im like that im a giver i treat others the way i would like to be treated (reason why ive been down lately ✌️) and i cant blame suna for finally setting boundaries- his call tho 'do i not stand a chance with you anymore y/n? Are you really not capable of falling in love with me?".... Oh suna... We are in love with you.. We always were we're just fucking stupid 😩
Also mari pls go jump off a cliff <3 youre in need dear cause sleeping with other man just to separate suna and y/n <3 i want so much to punch her 🙂🙃
Now for the love letter part (im so sorry for this being so long ✌️)
You said that if we asked suna he woukd say that he genuinely loved mari okay... Ill go ahead and say yes he liked mari he even learned how to love her and he genuinely cared for her BUT and heres where my personal view comes in so maybe ill be biased here still for me that was just a he loves her as in he cares you also love your friends and care for them but he didnt love her- and by this I mean- he could never be fully committed for her. Yes he loved her and he felt happy with her but like track 7 proved everything he would do in the back of his mind was y/n he deeply wished Mari was her and for that he just loved Mari cause he learned how to care about her- but he never forgot who he trully was in love it. Also the happiness he experienced with Mari was pretty much the one I experienced the bliss of having someone there and that bliss also made suna turn a blind eye to all the red flags from Mari cause to him all the jealousy meant she cared and thats toxic but suna was so desperate for some sort of 'she cares' that even all the possessiveness was bliss for him... And that makes my heart clench for suna...
'suna had to put an effort for the relationship' and saddly i feel like mari didnt... Mari didnt care mari was there because she was a fangirl of suna and got lucky, the way she just discarded him so effortlessly that proved-screamed how much she loved him- she didnt. She was just possessive over him she liked the whole 'hes mine' dynamic and suna was the perfect boyfriend cause he was giving her the world... What he wanted someone to do for him.
Also yeah suna and y/n might have been spurred from them being fuck buddies but well love doesnt really have an agenda- they just clicked, understood each other and had chemistry yeah they had tons and tons of sex but feelings started not because of sex but thanks to their deep connection... Also that dsncing scene in track 7 that alone spoke for their whole relationship- that alone is enough to defend their feelings for each other- yes it might jave started just as fuck buddies but ended up in them loving each other deeply and that is enough love after all doesnt need a perfect start. It can start out of the most stupid ways.
You said life with excitement and fun wouldn't be permanent or real.. Honestly i think it could be.. Cause i mean when you love someone that deeply your life always feels exciting even with the littlest things and that the purest kind of love. Even just going for a walk at the beach would be fun for them or even staying up watching movies i believe suna and y/n would always find a way to make their lofe exciting without much effort.
Also it kinda makes me. Sad when i see some anon saying that y/n and suna relationship are toxic? It makes me. Confused maybe because I was in such extremely toxic one (girl i sweat if you search for toxic relationship my ex's face will be there as an example 🙄) that Mari to me screams toxic! Possessive, manipulative, jealous and a few more if I think closely about it while with y/n and suna they are just two idiots that are hurting each other cause they're just that: idiots one that is afraid to get hurt and the other that keeps hoping- dont get me wrong what they're doing is not healthy but i dont find it toxic honestly
Sorry for the extreme long rant 8D I tried to keep it short but you always make me so hyped to talk about your works 😩
Hfbfbfhfhfieia
[ from saeren ]
NAHHH CUZ I LOVE TSUMU SO MUCH HERE HE WAS SO PRECIOUS. I didn’t write too much about them in college but Atsumu was so cute when he crushed on YN. he was always sending her memes and cute texts like “have you eaten” “good morning” and she’d feel so awkward because she doesn’t know how to let him down easy without hurting him. either way tsumu would feel hurt. AND YES PLS HE WAS SO SAD I MEAN, HIS CRUSH AND HIS BEST FRIEND NEARLY HAD SEX RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM SO THAT’S GOING TO HURT
SUNA AND ATSUMU TIED?? tbh I loved that dancing scene bcos suna is one of my faves and I really wanna do that with him hehehhehe. NAHHH PLEASE SAME IF SUNA DANCED WITH ME AND MADE A WEDDING PLAYLIST I’D BE LIKE boy what’re u waiting for let’s get married now !! n yes he said whoever YN will choose in the future will be one lucky guy IM SOBBING RN
naur cuz. there’s something about dating your best friend. I’m not saying a boyfriend wouldn’t know you as well but there’s something different when you’re best friends first. they could literally share eye contact and have a long ass conversation just from that. their connection is different.
HAJKALA AS FOR THE POWER, BR! YN IS A VERY CHARISMATIC AND FRIENDLY PERSON !! she’s like one of those people you meet that not only are they attractive as hell, but they’re also super approachable and down to earth. that’s why she’s so popular + she’s flirty and can make a stranger feel welcome or comfortable in the first meeting. SGSHJAK I WAS ACTUALLY PLANNING TO ADD OIKAWA HERE BUT I WANNA MAKE IT MORE INARIZAKI CENTRED
the seggs scene with kita SOBSSSS he’s such a soft dom IDC he knows where the clit is, he knows how to hit it. he’s a “your pleasure first before mine” type of guy. kita is perfect, PERIODT. HE GIVES DADDY VIBES HUH AHSKAA HE’S SO SWEET YET SEXY IM IN LOVE WITH HIM ISTG IF SUNA WASN’T OUR BEST FRIEND THEN I’D RUN FOR KITA ALL THE TIME. and I agree, kita deserves the best !! and don’t worry, I actually plan on giving kita the best ending, I promise you he’ll be fine (slight spoiler there)
YESSSSS OMG I’VE BEEN REJECTED BEFORE AND THAT’S EXACTLY HOW I FELT, MY BODY WAS SO COLD AND I WAS SO CONFUSED LIKE IT MAKES YOU THINK. am I not good enough, did I do something wrong, do you not wanna give me a chance or try it out but ofc I’d never say that out loud. AND KYAAA AAAH IM YOUR FAVORITE WRITER??? NO CUZ YOU’RE GOING TO MAKE ME CRY. I remember ur asks way back reckless era and you used to tell me that my writing made you picture the scenes easily and you felt you were there in that moment and I’m just so grateful thank you so much <33
NO BCOS WHEN SUNA SAID “prove it” I was like. this is it. that’s his hot boy shit moment. man’s has had enough of being thrown from one toxic relationship to another and he also deserves his good moments yknow. and you kin suna here?? BESTIE IM SORRY TO HEAR THAT, SUNA’S BEEN THROUGH A LOT HERE AHSJAKA. that’s true about suna tho !! he’s definitely affectionate + a giver. he’s happy being the one who gives most of the time but he’s a human as well, ofc he’d want to receive the same amount of love back. ALSO HIS PHONE CALLLLLL ugh tbh that part was the one that made me the saddest bcos he’s just. he wants to know if there’s really no more chance. all this time he never gave up. but he’s also tired so if yn says ‘no more’ then he’ll give up. its his way of respecting himself too ahsjaka
YOOOOO I AGREE WITH THAT. he cares for mari as a person but not 100% as a lover. but ofc he’s still thankful for how happy she made him because she was there at his worst. and that’s true, deep down suna still wishes that it was YN who’s right beside him. he will always ALWAYS want her back. he learned how to love mari in a way that was more out of mutual care but not in the way he loves YN. no that’s reserved only for YN – she will remain no 1 in his heart. AND YESSSSS the reason why suna overlooked the red flags was bcos to him, its something that was supposed to be “normal” like no perfect partner existed. he thought mari’s attitude of pushing YN away was normal, and its normal to want your partner’s best friend keep some distance but not to the point of mari’s place where she literally wants the two of them to cut each other out of their lives.
and aww I’m so happy that you realized how I wanted to portray suna and yn’s relationship. they’re….like the definition of youth in its freest form. they were fucking around and doing stupid things, but they had a connection. they had something deeper than just sexual intimacy. even if they never dated or even if YN never proposed the idea of it, they would’ve actually been still great friends. and oooh I actually don’t remember saying life with excitement and fun wouldn’t be real HAHAHAHA so I can’t comment further on that. but I think when I ‘said’ those I probably meant that it’s not always going to be all rainbows and unicorns in a relationship. there’s no such thing as a relationship that’s always happy and sweet 24/7, but ofc it can be sweet and it can be pure even with the little things <33 they just need to work on it.
hmmm tbhhhh… suna and yn are toxic in a way that they refuse to let each other go when they clearly can’t meet halfway. toxic doesn’t have to be limited in just being mari-like in which they are possessive or manipulative, because then if we’d drive deeper into yn’s personality, then she’d be stringing suna all along and that’s unfair of her. she knows suna wants more and yet she remained being friends with him, which totally isn’t a bad thing, but it’s because she keeps flirting with him and is so romantically comfortable with him that she doesn’t realize it’s hurting suna because he’ll give double meanings to that. their relationship is ‘toxic’ because they’re not entirely good for each other, they’re not that ready to be with one another yet and neither is the world letting them be in peace, so forcing their relationship to a point they’re hurting another is the toxic part.
[ from @kyriaan ]
Ah also not me feeling all proud and mushy cause my analysis made you mind blown fjfbdnsjdkpa 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 I guess its also because i see this story as a really big mirror of my own toxic relationship sonits extremely easy for me to get it... And oh boy the way i kin suna here
But dhdhfjdospdhfbsoa 🥺🥺🥺🥺 i feel happy now *huggles*
[ from saeren ]
and aah yes ofc, I’m really happy whenever someone can see the underlying details I scatter throughout the story !! yeah omg same hahahaha broken records is also half inspired by the toxic people I’ve met. I kin kita here tho and I’m so glad you’re happier now !!
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hey! i am here to ask for a male matchup please? i would very much like one so here's a consensus of myself:
My MBTI type is INFP, my astrological sign is virgo but i don't know much else about astrology, I'm bisexual and genderfluid so i'm fine with any pronouns, I've got short and curly brown auburnish hair, brown eyes, i'm 5'3, i've got nice chonky t h i g h s, the body type of a femboy lmao, and i have little to no tolerance for things like running unless i enjoy the said physical activity im doing
personality: i have adhd, when I'm around people I dont know or in general I'm pretty anxious, nervous, tense, I fidget a lot, don't like making eye contact, i keep quiet and also have a habit of stuttering and speaking faster when I'm anxious and sometimes in general, i dont talk very loud, have another habit of frequently apologizing, I don't really like being noticed or being the center of attention, I blame myself for things, and i overthink a lot. I tend to warm up pretty quickly, when I'm around people i'm pretty familiar with and close to, I am much more open and way less anxious, i'm very affectionate and uplifting to others and will always be supportive, i'm a pretty good listener and i like helping people but I also know that im irritable and get annoyed easily but depending on who i'm around i'll either have a short temper or be more tolerable and i'll either calm down pretty quickly and be patient or cuss aggressively lmao, i have lots of strong opinions and i get rather argumentative sometimes but usually it's over stupid topics, i may or may not procrastinate sometimes, i'm not the most ambitious or determined person but it depends on the goal, i get pretty competitive, and I either have a slightly below average or low self-esteem depending on how im feeling, I am a certified meme lord and have the trademark chaotic (sometimes dark) gen z humor
Hobbies: I really like anime/ manga, and occasionally video games although I'm not that good at them but I'm trying to get better, i like just watching interesting and funny videos, I'm trying to draw more often cause i stopped a while ago cause i had little to no confidence in my skills, I love horror movies especially the gore-y supernatural ones, i really like indie music, i've tried volleyball and am currently finding the motivation to practice more, and i have a cat ^^
My love language is most definitively physical touch and i am a clingy af but know when to chill and give the other space, and i also would absolutely love just taking care of someone like doing stuff for them and making sure they take care of themselves yk? also just generally being around them is enough for me to be happy. I guess I'd just really like someone who knows they don't have to say all sorts of nice things or take care of me (if that would happen I'd feel like I'd be a flustered idiot and have to do the same thing to them in order for me to deserve it) and just little things like hand-holding would really make my day (i am touch starved™) so yeah thank you so much! I hope this is enough sorry if its too much lol
hey there! thanks for the request, and im super duper sorry it took me so long to get it out! i hope the wait was worth it!
It took me a bit to find the perfect match for you, but after pondering my multiple choices (cause a lot of them would fit you), i think i did it!
i match you with....
Akaashi Keiji!
runner ups; tadashi yamaguchi, sugawara koushi, kozume kenma
so first of all your zodiacs are like super incompatible-
but imma ignore that cause i think you two would be a power couple 👏
so your practically the opposite of bokuto until he gets to know you, so i feel like that might attract him to you at first
also-
he’s a gorgeous mf and he knows it so he finds you stuttering kinda cute when your anxious around him at first
so he’s used to bokuto’s personality and handles it super well
so if you have a hard time focusing on certain things because of your ADHD just let him know he’ll probably be able to get you go focus somehow
he would do small things to get you used to him though
want a drink? he’ll go buy you one from the vending machine
forget your lunch? he’ll give you his food and he’ll go buy something from the cafeteria
having a rough day/week? he’ll let you rant to him for hours upon hours while he keeps you supplied with your favorite snack and drink
he’ll constantly reassure you that you don’t need to apologize for things that werent even your fault ot for something so small it was irrelevant
and if you overthink a lot? he’d be able to ground you and tell you exactly what you need to hear in that moment
i feel like sometimes he’d be worried for your safety with the gen-z humor and overall chaotic mess that is our generation
this man would 100% boost your self esteem ok no arguments
and he loooooovessss your competitive side qosjsisndjd he thinks its adorable how worked up you get in competition sort of things
you have no confidence in your beautiful artwork?
*akaashi keiji wants to know your location* this man would make sure you know that he and everyone else appreciates the art you provide
i feel like he wouldn’t be super into gore-y horror movies but he would watch them if you wanted to (make sure to cuddle him though, i believe he’d get lowkey scared)
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Um hi!!💌It’s my birthday in a couple of days so uhhh could you do some hc about dogs and like their gifts/how do you spend that day/and some shit like that
omg happy birthday baby!!! (it’s probably already passed KLSDJDKLASJ so im sorry about that but still i hope you had a wonderful day💕)
i hope you like this anyway!!! this was so fun to write and imagine omg, and for once the mr orange segment is my favourite. it’s weird i’m usually really insecure about writing for him but his section was so fun to doooooo
enjoy! 💖💖
mr. brown:
he’ll take you to a little restaurant, probably a family-owned one. it’s small but very charming
PAYS!!!! FOR YOUR!!!!!!!!! MEAL
beforehand, though, he drives to your place to pick you up, and when you open the front door to greet him he has a pretty bouquet of flowers for u :’)
maybe you go to an arcade????? maybe
after the meal, he takes you to a drive-in movie theatre and probably whips out a blanket for you to cuddle under
you guys share popcorn & other snacks and have a super duper lovely time there under the stars 🥺
his gifts to you; a pretty little necklace, a graphic tee with your favourite movie’s poster on the front, a record he thinks you might enjoy, a card full of his dumb ramblings on how much he likes you (+ ’i hope you have an amazing birthday!’)
mr. blonde:
he strikes me as the kind to like really spoil you on your birthday in the sense that he’ll take you to a really fancy/expensive restaurant
but he doesn’t tell you which one it is, he just tells you to get real dolled up (not that u need to be told twice)
even though it’s a fancy restaurant you two definitely go overboard on the champagne and catch a serious case of the giggles, earning disapproving looks from the regulars
you probably get politely asked to leave
vic gets the cheque and you two stumble back to his chevy, laughing at every little stupid thing. you know like when you’re drunk and everything is funny
anyways you sit in his car, roof down, cuddling under the stars, just talking about any old shit. he’s trying to sober up for the drive home (don’t drink and drive ok!!!!) and, after a few minutes of comfortable silence, he steps out of the car to go fetch your gifts from the trunk. i imagine he presents them to you pretty suavely but that goes w/o saying
his gifts to you; a promise ring(?), a card with something meaningful scrawled in it along w/ a fair number of twenty dollar bills, a bottle of wine he knows you like
mr. white:
i know it’s kind of expected that he’d take you to a fancy restaurant and blah blah but i actually think he’d pull a few strings with joe and have a local movie theatre show your absolute favourite film. only you & him are allowed in, and the drinks/snacks are on the house (joe knows the folks who run it)
so it’s super special, and he’s organised it all for you :)
you don’t fill up on too many snacks, though, as he mentioned going to get pie afterwards (if you know you know), which sounded perfect!!
so you do just that. he drives you both there, a short but romantic journey. it’s pretty late, so the stars are out and the air is cool but not cold. just right
you share a pie which is cute but once you’re stuffed, he presents you with your gifts!! he’s brought them into the pie shop in a bag so he can watch you unwrap them and see your face light up
his gifts to you; an elegant, rather expensive necklace (he carefully puts it on for you), a card with lots of reminiscent & kind words in (he basically rambles about the times you’ve spent together and how much he thinks of you), a framed photo of the two of you, a bottle of your favourite alcohol
mr. orange:
i feel like orange would take you on a ride along the coast, the whole california/wind blowing through your hair/sunglasses on/music blaring/stealing kisses at stop lights vibes
you make pit stops for food (fries, burgers, ice cream, just junk food basically) and park where you can see the ocean and people-watch
at some point you’ll go to the beach together, maybe on a walk but you’ll definitely at least have a paddle in the sea. he’ll want to have a swim though
he 100% makes a joke about you two skinny-dipping
running along the shore, shoving each other and laughing, him giving you piggybacks, drawing things in the sand with your toes/fingers
you crash at his place, all sandy and happy. you want to take a shower as soon as you get there, but he makes you wait on the couch first and brings you your gifts :)
his gifts to you; a really ugly Hawaiian shirt (he has the same one, it’s an inside joke between you two how much you hate it), some of your favourite snacks, a beaded surfer-esque bracelet from one of those shitty coastal gift shops, a card with a polaroid selfie of you two on your first date in it along w/ some sweet but sarcastic words in (he likes to annoy you he’s That Kind Of Boyf)
mr. pink:
honestly this guy isn’t the most openly romantic one of the group i think we all know that, so he probably invites you over to his for takeout. charming i know
but he lets you decide what you want, where from, and when you want it without complaining!!! i mean maybe he complains at least once but that’s good for him. (”indian? it’s your birthday and you wanna order fuckin’ indian food? i mean, you decide, but i’m tellin’ ya i don’t wanna go to bed with fuckin’ curry breath”)
it’s a pretty chill evening really. after you finish your food, he tells you to sort out what video you wanna watch on the tv. so while you’re scouring through his (shitty) collection, he slopes off to the kitchen to light the candles on your cake, probably burning his finger in the process (you just hear a ‘FUCK!’ but that’s not uncommon for him to say, as we’re all aware of)
he absolutely does not sing happy birthday but he’s gone to the trouble to buy you a cake, candles, and the other gifts so you better be fuckin grateful (his thoughts not mine)
so he presents you the cake-- “right, don’t tell me your fuckin’ wish, or it won’t come true” before you can even open your mouth. but his features are soft when he says this so you know he’s just being semi-douchey
i feel like he wouldn’t be one to go overboard with gifts but he does actually put thought into them
his gifts to you; a bouquet of your favourite flowers, a watch you saw in a jewellery shop window you said was very beautiful, a card with few words but a sweet front cover
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((Finally done, not much to this one but again at least it's something. Regardless, I hope you all enjoy it! 💙))
A Different Kind Of Love
The chill of the wind seemed colder today than it had in a while. You gently tugged your coat tighter around your body and let out a sigh. You watched as the mist left your mouth and danced in front of your eyes before quickly dispersing into the nothing. When your vision focused again you found yourself taking in the view. Despite how many times you had seen it, it never failed to take your breath away.
The sun was brightly glistening off the mountain caps in the distance as you leant against the icy steel of the railing surrounding the balcony. You peered over the railing and through the mist below you could just make out the crude heart shaped crater. You didn't want to think about the tragedy that had taken place there.
"I thought you might like something to drink?" Heartman's voice was almost a whisper as he spoke.
You could hear him slowly approaching from behind you and soon enough he was by your side, two cups of fresh coffee in his hand. He offered one to you with a lopsided grin and you took it gratefully, savouring the warmth of the cup and the glorious smell that now permeated the crisp morning air.
"Thank you, but shouldn't I be making you the coffee not the other way around." You grinned, taking a sip. You closed your eyes again as the warmth ran down your throat. "Perfect. This couldn't have come at a better time."
"I agree wholeheartedly." Heartman smiled taking a drink from his own cup. "There really is nothing like a good cup of coffee to jumpstart your day."
You hummed in agreement and gave him a thumbs up. The blue heart hologram blinked for a few second before disappearing again. Heartman adjusted his glasses and chuckled. Slowly he leant against the railing awkwardly hitting his defibrillator off the metal with a clink. He let out a sigh and took another long sip.
"How was it?" You asked looking over at him.
"Still no sign of them." Sadness flickered behind his eyes for a moment before he smiled again. "However, data is data."
You placed your free hand over his and smiled at him sadly.
"We'll find them one day Heartman, just you wait." You squeezed his hand reassuringly causing him to smile He turn his hand upwards so his palm was against yours and held you hand tightly.
When Heartman had lost his wife and daughter in a void out he would have given anything to see them again. He would travel the beaches and follow the footprints hoping that it would lead him where he needed to go. Instead of seeing it as unsuccessful when he didn't find his family he started using his trips and knowledge to try and understand what was going on. Through his research he had met you.
After losing your husband in one of the attacks you had made it your mission to find him again and began researching BTs. Your speciality was experimenting on ways to capture and observe them in order to see if there was anyway to bring their consciousness back despite them not always having a body to return to. While you studied them you had began making to scale sculptures in your spare time. When a letter from Heartman had arrived in your inbox expressing how impressed he was by your studies and how he would be very interested in owning some of your artist impressions you were taken aback.
You had heard of him before but despite your stories being so similar you never would have thought that you would communicate with him.
The man who travelled to the beach every twenty one minutes seemed like he would have all the research he needed, not that you were going to question his judgment. Within seconds you were writing out a response and picking out a few of your best pieces for him. In the reply you explained that you were thankful for the opportunity to work along side him and that you would have a porter deliver some of your work to him as soon as possible.
He was thrilled when he got your response and even more so when he finally received your package. In his spare few minutes before going back to the beach he quickly got to work placing them around the lab. In his next time window he spent all of it taking in all of the detail he had missed beforehand.
After a few weeks of corresponding though the mail Heartman decided it would be more beneficial for you to move into his lab permanently. Not only would it give you more time to work together but it would also mean no more worrying over if packages would get lost before they made it to your respective laboratories.
After about a year of working together so closely one thing had lead to another and you found yourselves in a relationship of sorts. You both knew that feelings had started to blossom and you both agreed to act upon them. Your previous partners would want you to be happy even if you did continue to research and try to locate them in the meantime. Life was indeed too short after all, especially now.
The love between you and Heartman was unlike any other. You both deeply respected one another's past partners and understood that, while you both loved one another, the love for the families you had had did not disappear. You still kept your wedding ring around your neck on a silver chain and Heartman still had photographs around his lab of his wife and daughter. It worked for you both and that was what mattered. Holding onto the past all day everyday got lonely but sharing your life with someone who truly understood was precious.
As time went on your relationship had been put under a spotlight a few times, being so important in the science field meant that there was gossip. They would question your motives. After all, why find your deceased partners while also being in a new relationship? It made you both extremely uncomfortable but deep down the mutual understanding that you both had didn't need to be understood by anyone other than yourselves. You were both happy in your own little bubble far away in the mountains.
"How much longer do we have left?" You asked drinking what was left of your coffee.
Heartman looked down at the small screen of his AED and frowned.
"We have about twelve more minutes and then I must return to the beach." He too drank the remainder of his coffee and sighed again.
Despite wanting to find his family there were times, like this one, where he wished he could stay for a little bit longer. He wanted to be able to spend more time with you uninterrupted but alas, this was just how things were. As he had always said, most of lifes basic functions did fit rather easily into the twenty one minute cycle, it's a shame that love was not as basic. You made it work thought, hell, you even had a bit of a love life when you were both extremely lucky.
"We should probably head back inside then. I really don't want you to injure yourself... again." You laughed remembering a time before the padded flooring was installed and he spent the rest or the day with an ice pack pressed to his forehead. You lead him back inside not letting go of his hand.
The warmth from the crackling fire inside was a welcomed feeling. You placed the empty mugs on the counter and took a seat on the sofa. Heartman sat beside you and smiled pulling you closer to him.
"How about we watch a movie after I return?" Heartman asked still smiling. "We haven't watched Twenty Minutes of Love in a while."
"Honestly that sounds perfect. I think im due some time off from BT research." You laughed and kissed his jawline before resting your head against his chest.
"You see, I don't get time off but I'd be more than happy to spend all of my down time with you." He pressed his lips to your hairline as he spoke.
"5 minutes until cardiac arrest." Heartman's AED reminded him.
"Oh, shut up. I'm putting you on mute" Heartman's brows furrowed as he disabled the alerts on his machine.
"You know you really should keep that alert on." You laughed. "It's pretty important don't you agree?"
"And have it ruin our time together? What a silly thing to suggest." He pressed another kiss to you hairline causing you to look up at him.
His bright blue eyes observed you closely from behind his glasses and you felt your cheeks blush slightly.
"It's doesn't ruin our time together, it just reminds you when you need to start preparing for your... temporary death. I really do wish we had more time between the cycle. I know you're doing amazing and important work but I guess I'm selfish. I truly hope that this visit offers you more than your last one though. You deserve to be happy."
Heartman made a thumbs up and you heard the noise of a like fill the silence making you chuckle.
"I wish I had more time also. I love my family but I also love you. My cycle, although vital to my research, does stop me from enjoying moments in this plane of existence. I do cherish every moment we have together even more because of my departures, you know that (f/n). It's important that you remember I am happy, both researching and with you."
You smiled again and got comfortable against his chest.
His thumb rubbed small circles on your shoulder as you enjoyed what little time you had. When his hand went limp and the lighting of the room changed you knew it had started. You reached for his hourglass and tapped it against the table in order to rest it. You then unmuted the AED so that you wouldn't share the shock it would administer Heartman. The flat line noise echoed around the room as you quickly set up the movie so that you could enjoy it later without worrying about Heartman missing the end, even if you had watched it one hundred times already. When you had finally finished you sat next to him again on the sofa.
Despite him being dead he looked peaceful, his arm still around you. You didn't like this three minute wait at all. Not only did you not get to hear his voice but it was the not knowing that was painful. You wondered if today would be the day he found his family and you hoped for his sake he did.
You turned and stroked your fingers through his hair. When he was alive it was one of his favourite things you did. He would fall asleep in your lap while you did that if he could. Your hand slowly came to rest on his cheek and your thumb brushed over his cheekbone. That was one perk to his beach visits, you could take in every detail of his face without the fear of him catching you staring. That was one regret you had about your life before the Death Stranding. The world was so hectic with work and stress that you never took the time to appreciate what you had. Every passing day it was getting harder and to picture your husbands face. With no photographs you were left clinging to the memories the two of you had shared. All you had left of him was your wedding ring and you kept it close always.
You were determined not to make the same mistakes again. You took many photos of you and Heartman together and made sure to make copies. You took time out to appreciate all he was. His calming accent, the way his eyes brightened up when he was happy. You refused to miss a moment.
You were pulled from your thoughts by the AED
"Administering shock. Stand clear."
You jumped back just in time to avoid the shock. Heartman sat bolt upright and blinked the tears from his eyes with a gasp.
"Welcome back." You grinned.
He smiled and quickly logged his journey through his cuff. Once he was finished he looked at you once again.
"How did it go? Any sign of th-" You began.
Heartman held up his hand and chuckled
"Come here." Heartman's arms reached for you. You did as he asked and he pulled you close again. " There's time for all of that but right now I believe we have a movie to watch."
You grinned and snuggled closer to him. You were thankful he was putting the beach aside just for now.
Your relationship was like no other. Helping to find long lost families while simultaneously loving the bones of your research partner was a very strange concept. There was a lot of things in this world that didn't make sense but this, cuddled up watching movies as the fire crackled and the snow fell outside... it felt right. So long as it made sense to the two of you then what did the circumstances matter?
You had your work, Heartman and your little bubble in the mountains. To hell with everyone else.
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mcu spiderman rewrite/au i may or may not do
ok so first quick disclaimer! i do not hate the mcu spider man movies in any way!! i actually enjoy them quite a bit and have seen homecoming like 4 times! and i absolutely adore all the actors in the movies, especially tom, zendaya, and jacob
but the problem w/ the mcu spiderman movies is,,, they’re just not spiderman. at least from a writing/thematic perspective, which sucks bc so much other stuff about them is great! like tom holland is the perfect peter parker, which is why it seems so close to being right, but with the way the script is actually written... it’s just. not spider-man.
i feel the need to explain all this/my problems w/ the movies b4 i get into the actuall au idea/plot, so please bear with me for a sec
for context, I’ve loved spiderman my whole life. i’d watch the cartoons when i was younger, and then went back and watched them all again when i was a bit older and figured out how to pirate stuff lol. i didn’t really know how to get into the comics, so i just kinda read wikis and got second-hand info from fanfics and the other movies
to me, spiderman, (at least, peter parker spiderman,) was always about like... a kid, who saw the world was broken and fixed it because he could. he had the power to fix stuff, so he did.
as a kid w/ mental illness and a not so great home life... that was something really really important to me. to see another kid out there, who’s been through some shit, but finally has the power to make stuff better, so he is! and it would make me think, maybe i can change stuff for the better, someday, if i just get my chance
but,,,,, the problem is mcu peter parker isn’t that.
instead of becoming spiderman bc he knows there’s bad in the world and wants to fix it, suddenly his motivation is impressing tony stark?? and don’t get me wrong i don’t hate tony, but the way they wrote his and peter’s relationship basically trapped peter. he could no longer be his own hero, bc he was tony’s successor. and that's never who peter parker’s spiderman was?? he was never a follower, he was a trendsetter. he didn’t become spiderman for approval, hell he had dozens of newspapers constantly slandering him.
honestly the following in someone else’s footsteps thing was always a miles morales thing. he had to step up to the plate and fill the shoes of a spiderman who had already existed for years and was beloved by the whole city. obviously thats not all he is and simplifying his character to that is incredibly obtuse, but i bring it up bc tbh alot of stuff w/ mcu peter parker is just straight-up ripped off from miles morales. like how peter now goes to a fancy private school, is no longer poor (which is a huge thing w/ peter parker’s character in like every other incarnation), has a living father figure, and is bffs w/ ned, who is a straight-up rip off of miles’s best friend ganke. (for the record tho i adore ned and jacob i’m def keeping him in my rewrite,,,, also i’m glad he’s in the movie bc having a plus sized poc protagonist thats not constantly mocked is incredible)
so, i’m complaining about all this stuff lol but ur probably wondering how exactly how i wanna fix it lol,,,,
first, give peter an arc thats more than just..... i want tony to believe in me. my idea for that is basically a type of thing where he learns to rely on others! bc like... peter isn’t good at working w/ others lol, he’d much rather do it all himself so no one else gets hurt. (like in the andrew garfield movies where he just,,,, webs his gf to a car so she can’t run into danger lmao)
the plot would start at a similar ish position to homecoming, though tony never recruits peter for civil war. tbh not sure if it even happened but we’ll disscuss that later
peter’s been spiderman for a few months, after a trip to oscorp left him w/ a radioactive spider bite. currently no one knows about it, and he’s doing a pretty ok job of dealing w/ everything on his own. until he takes down a big bad, lets say rhino for now, and gains a ton of publicity. after stooping a hudge disaster he’s suddenly in the limelight, and catches the attention of one norman osborn, aka the green goblin
now, quick sidenote. green goblin is genreally seen as pretty goofy, but there are comic versions of him that are legit terrifying. if im being honest i didn’t even know about that version until i read aloneintherains fic birds eating other birds so ig thats kinda ish how i’m imagining this version of norman? though alot more composed, like the man who could someday turn into that
so norman becomes intrested in my boy peter, and starts sending ppl after him. possibly the sinister 6, but uhh maybe not bc tbh i think this “rewrite” needs to be split into 2 “movies”/works and i might wanna save that for the hypothetical pt2 (btw if i write this it won’t b for a while cause i got other stuff going on but ig if ppl are intrested i might write some snippits/make more content for it)
so basically the main plot is peter dealing w/ all these big bads on his own, doing ok at first but later getting really fucked up, and eventually revealing himself to ned and mj which ends up being the only way he can save the day in the end. by relying on others! yay!!
thats it for the main plot, but don’t worry y’all we got other stuff going on too lmao
so, for one. my boy peter is realizing he has a crush and just,,,, freaking tf out. (i have yet to decide if it’s on ned or mj. or both. sue me) the crush isn’t definitely resolved in p1, but i imagine there’d be some cute thing of him suddenly realizing and freaking out and almost revealing his powers.
thing 2! tony stark! he is still in here, and still a mentor to peter, but in a pretty drastically different way. one, he doesn't know about peter being spiderman. he doesn't even suspect it lmao. he just gets involved bc of.... some sort of reason bc peter is so smart. do i know why just yet? no. does it matter? probably but i’m writing this pretty late after i had school all day so i’m too tired to care
bc tony basically gives peter a real internship/mentorship type thing, peter now has access to all this tech!! and all these funds!! fucking lit!! so he changes from his pajama suit to the fancy one, tho he actually built it!! which i feel like him making his suit is a really big really important part of his character. so it doesn't really have all those random things tony added, tho peter might add stuff himself. he gets Karan as a like assistant ai as part of his internship but she never gets put into the suit
for the fist part tony plays a super minor role but like,,,, the first part is about osborn taking an intrest in him, and him confiding in ned and mj. the second part norman is become progressively more dangorus and peter has to fight him and stuff, kinda proving he is strong enough to be spiderman/be trusted to the whole world, beyond just ned and mj. also him actually getting together w/ either one or both of them bc...... bc i want that.
oh btw idk if tony finds out or not in p2? if he does it’s either at the end or in a scene like the one w/ may bc like. please imagine the shenanigans of peter and ned (who both have high intellegence but low wisdom) in tony’s lab, obviously trying to hide the fact that peter’s spiderman. like he walks in on them and peter looks all frumpy bc he’s been trying to change real fast, and ned’s shirt is messed up bc he just stuffed the mask down the front of it, and mj is just. chilling behing them. so tony just like assumes stuff and is like....aight.... have fun....
oh btw the last big change that i didn’t really have anyway to insert natrually into this,,,, so remember how i said ned was kinda a ripoff of ganke? well, the writers claim he’s a “composite character” so i figured, why not give him traits from other famous spiderman side character so he actually is a composite character!
so like,,,, throughout p1 it’s referenced that ned has a kinda dickish estranged ish dad that he hates and his mom doesn't really like but kinda forces him too... theres some mentions of his dad wanting him to transfer to a private school and being kinda rich, bur he dosen’t want to bc he knows his dad is a total dickead,,,, anyway end of the movie we find out norman osborn is ned’s dad, and ned hates him even fucking more bc it’s like bitch?? u tried to get my (maybe) bf murdered?? tf?? and its lowkey bc he can’t reveal peter’s id, but then in p2 after norman takes matters into his own hands and tries to kill peter on his own ned just fucking yells at him while the man is in jail and is like fuck u lmao
soooo thats my really messy au idea!! i’m really tired sorry if this is hard to understand or rude! for the record i have nothing against the ppl who adore these movie’s, i just think they could be better!
#spiderman#spider man homecoming#spiderman homecoming#peter parker#tony stark#michelle jones#ned leeds#parkerleeds#spideychelle#peter x mj x ned#marvel#pls rb i worked p hard on this#my post#my writing#norman osborn#green goblin#mcu spiderman
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Censored and Slightly Refined version of “Three makes a fucking Burrito” I’m using for school (to clarify this is 2k words of agent 24 fluff)
Censor count (excluding minor swears): 8
Three's apartment was divided into four main sections: Bedroom, Bathroom, Living Room, and Kitchen. All of them had their own set of odors, but the Kitchen had the most by far. While the others wouldn't have more than a couple, the Kitchen's got butter, burnt microwave pizza, garbage, burnt cheese, vanilla air freshener, burnt tortilla, T h e S i n k… That's all Three can remember off the top of her head. It's an omnipresent reminder of the fact that she isn't physically capable of actual cooking, or baking, or anything else of the sort. And that's a problem, because she wanted to surprise Eight with a nice, homemade dinner at least once before one of them kicked the bucket. And why not today, she thought. It would only be harder as she got older.
Homemade. That's it. The thing that Three can't do. Her skillset is limited to cereal, kool-aid, and stuff with instructions on the package. Anything else never happened, and that's a problem because yada yada Eight, yada yada surprise.
Damnit, now Three's procrastinating.
Three snapped back to reality and was staring right at her tiny electric stove. It had only two panels for pots or whatever they're called, and only one of them has she ever used. It had a huge black burn mark that's been building up over time that Three hides with a pan whenever the landlord visits. It was probably mostly cheese and ramen juice.
Who was Three kidding. There was no way she could cook anything even remotely fancy for Eight. Not without help from the Bastard™.
Three sat herself on the counter, pulled her phone out of her pocket, and almost called Four before messaging her instead. It would be harder for her to ask questions.
Three: Hey
Four: This is already suspicious
Three: I need your help with something
Four: I'm honored, what do you want grumpy
Three: Im going to ignore that
Three: I need help with cooking something
Four: Hmm
Four: Is it for Eight?
Hmph.
Three: No
Four: I know you aren't cooking for yourself, you sad little swamp monster
Four: And there's no way you're doing it for anyone else
Hmph.
Three: Well played
Three: Help me or I remove a corner of your head with a brick
Four: Fine
Four: I'm only helping because I know you love me :)
Three: I love you like a sister
Three: >10% of the time
Four: :}
Three: Help me
Four: First of all, what do you even want to make for her?
Oh, that's another thing. Three doesn't know what Eight likes. All she had for most of her life was basically nutritious sawdust, so nearly everything up on the surface is fantastic to her. It's hard to tell what she likes more than other things.
Three: No clue, she likes everything
Four: Well, then what does she like more than average?
Four: Gee whiz, Three. Use your head!!! Do you have any more brain cells than your name implies?
Three: Listen
Three: If I knew, I would've told you, twat. It's hard to tell what she likes extra
Three: Wait just had an idea
Three: I should make her something she's never had before
Four: That might be difficult
Four: Didn't Eight gain like ten pounds right after she escaped because Off the Hook took her to so many food joints?
Three: Yeah but
Three: Im like 84% sure she's never had a burrito
Four: Gourmét
Three: Shut the hell up
Three: You know just as well as I do that her first burrito better be a damn good one
Four: True
Four: So a burrito it is?
Three: Yeah
Four: Ok that's not that hard
Four: What do you think she would like in a burrito?
Three: Probably just bean and cheese or something
Three: Maybe a little bit of hot sauce
Four: Do you have those things?
Three: Damnit
Three: Hold on I'm gonna go get those real quick
Four: Are you serious
Three: Yeah give me like ten minutes
Four: Good luck
Three checked the time as she dashed to the door. 6:03 P.M. She had exactly twenty-seven minutes to have a perfect bean n' cheese ready before Eight finished clothes shopping with Off the Hook.
Three was fully aware of how illegal it was to super jump anywhere in Inkopolis that wasn't currently being used for recreation (turfing/ranked/league). She was also fully aware of how unenforced that law was. Every other day or so, you would get to see some random idiot land on the rooftop of some random building because they're in a rush. It was Three's turn to be that idiot. Again.
Three ran up her apartment complex's stairwell until she reached the door to the roof. It was covered in mechanical nonsense that she didn't recognize but found familiar after being seen so many times. Three was very confident in her super jump accuracy. Working for the NSS is the reason, no doubt. All those launchpads every other minute… Ever since Three chewed up and spat out and on Octavio, she hadn't missed a single jump. Except for the time she was in a panic and almost got flattened to the road.
Three aligned herself with the closest grocery store, shifted into a squid, and took off. She soared through the air and landed right on the roof of a MakoMart. Not the one modified for turfing.
She dropped off the side and jog-ran around to the front entrance. The automatic doors slid open and Three dashed inside.
It wasn't too busy, being Thursday. It looked to be mostly filled with Jellies and older Inklings. Three was very familiar with the store. She's bought food almost exclusively from here since moving into her apartment 3 years back. She still had almost no idea where anything was because she only buys six or seven things over and over again.
She snatched a basket and walked along the outsides of the aisles, scanning the signs for the things she needed. She knew cheese was at the back with the other refrigerated stuff, she'd get that last.
Three saw "tortillas" on a sign along with other bread and bread-like items above an aisle near the center of the store. Unlike most MakoMarts, this one carried almost exclusively food and a few other essentials. It didn't have to be so disgustingly large like the rest of its locations.
It occurred to Three that she had no knowledge on the difference between the two types of tortillas. She knew that one was good and that the other should be reserved only for the residents of Extra-Hell, but she didn't know which was which. She had no choice. Time was running slim already, it's 6:06. Only 24 minutes left. It's time to call.
Four picked up on the first ring. "Sup?"
"I don't remember which tortillas don't taste like garbage."
"Just get the name brand ones."
Three dropped a pack into her basket and instantly had second thoughts. It was like one of those scenes in cheesy horror movies when Protagonist picks up the object that just happens to be cursed.
"Are you sure? I think they hate me."
"Were they more expensive?"
"Yes."
"Then you're good. Now go get some canned microwaveable beans. You don't have the time or equipment to make anything better." Four hung up.
After Three found all that she needed, she speed-walked back to the front of the store. The place's only downside was the lack of self checkout; talking to a cashier was necessary.
On the contrary, the amount of open lanes was usually more than the amount of customers, so that was a plus.
Three found an empty lane and threw the ingredients onto the conveyor. She started fumbling with her watch before anything even reached the dude about to scan her stuff.
He seemed to notice Three's hurried state and tried to work quickly to match it. Because Three only bought three things (tortillas, bag of shredded cheese, mild hot sauce), the cashier had her total in under 15 seconds.
"927 g, please." Three held out her wrist and he scanned her watch, taking the needed money. "See you again on Friday," he dismissed her. Three gave a thumbs-up and dashed out the automatic doors.
Three ran back around into the alley and super jumped back to the roof of her apartment building from there. She took the stairwell back to her floor and ran to her apartment and kicked the door open. She left it unlocked because:
A. she would only be gone for a short time, and
B. no one would want her stuff anyway.
Three dumped the food onto the counter and called Four. She answered on the fifth ring.
"Hot sauce," she said immediately.
"I'm back," Three replied.
"What.. the hell? You were only gone for, like, 6 minutes."
"Yeah, and Eight gets back in 22."
"Okay, you need to slow down," said Four. "Making a burrito takes less than five minutes and you know her moms are always late. In fact, I'd recommend just waiting for a bit so Eight doesn't have to eat cold burrito."
"I.. fine, you're right. What should I do in the meantime? Should I turn on the stove early? What pan should I- nevermind I only have one. I should rewash it to make sure it's clean..."
"Girl, chill out," said Four. "You have so much time right now. Your pan is clean. Put the cheese in the fridge and wait like twenty minutes before you start doing anything. Then call me back."
Three took a deep breath. "Ok. Talk to you then."
"Now you're getting it. Bye." Four hung up.
Three spent the next twenty minutes mentally preparing for 6:28 p.m. and the events that would follow. It was like preparing for a hard boss fight, except losing wouldn't just mean wasting a few hours. It would mean disappointing her. Gorl. Eight.
And that can't happen.
Finally, Three watched as the timer on her phone hit zero. It was time. She called Four yet again and she answered on the first ring.
"I was expecting you," Four said.
"It's been twenty minutes," Three replied.
"You're an absolute child," Four said. "Turn on the burner."
So that's what it's called. Burner.
"How high?" Three asked.
"It literally doesn't matter. Just remove the tortilla once it gets nice tan spots on both sides."
After a hectic five minutes of preparing a burrito, four more of starting over, and Four's patience being worn thin, Three had something she was satisfied with. She had to admit to herself, it looked good. She wrapped it in tinfoil to preserve the heat.
No more than 24 seconds later did Three hear a knock on the door. "I'm hanging up," Three told Four matter-of-factly.
"Oh, come on!" She complained. "I worked hard to get you here. I'm going to see.. hear the payoff."
"Fine, but shut up."
There was another knock. "Hello? It's Eight."
“And us,” Marina shouted.
"Be there in a sec!" Three turned to her phone. "I said shut up."
"I didn't say anything!"
Three opened the door and Eight was there, flanked by Pearl and Marina. "Hi," Three said.
"Why are you smiling so unnaturally wide?" asked Marina.
"No," responded Three.
"That doesn't even make sense," said Pearl. "What's burning?"
"No I'm not," said Three. Eight snickered.
"You know, you're lucky," said Marina. "Any other time I would do a full-scale search of your apartment, but we have to announce a Splatfest tomorrow."
"She'd also interrogate you detective-style," said Pearl.
"Ah" was all Three could generate as a response. It's not like what they said deserved a better one.
"We'll be fine," Eight told them.
"Well, alright then. See you soon," concluded Marina.
"Be safe," added Pearl as the two ran off.
"Three?" Eight called after a few seconds. "You there?"
"Yeah, sorry," Three said. "Those two know how to get into my head."
"Everyone does," Eight pointed out.
"Soooooo, I, uh, made you a burrito."
"Ooohh! Is that what's on fire?"
"No! That's just what my stove smells like. Here." Three lead Eight to the section of her counter that functioned as a table.
"Tada," said Three with minimal enthusiasm.
"Uh, eating metal doesn't really.. work. I've tried."
"Oh, l need to take off the foil… now tada."
"Ooooooohhhh!" Eight oohed. "That's what that is! I've seen them in commercials and stuff but I didn't know what they were called. They looked good."
Eight took a moment to figure out how to hold the burrito and took a bite as Three watched in anticipation. It felt like one of those cooking shows but completely not at all at the same time.
"It's good!" Eight said after swallowing her bite.
"That's all?" asked Three, slightly disappointed.
"Well, it's warm and it tastes good and it's a little spicy, which I really like, but the crust is kinda weird."
"Crust? The tortilla?" Three asked. And then it clicked. She took another from the bag to make sure. She took a bite out of the tortilla and gagged.
"Haha, got ‘em," said Four through Three's phone.
Three threw the phone into the dishwasher, slammed it shut, and started it.
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Can you do Marinette for next character ask/ml sugar pls?
Why I like them: Despite being immature in many ways— I guess by that, I mean her obsessive behavior, but really guys… she *just* turned 14. You know who else is 14? 1D fanfic writers (but more on that later)— in other ways, she’s more mature than adults. First, she’s self-aware, and she’s willing to take responsibility/humble herself when the time comes. Even though a lot of this is because Tikki guides her, it means a lot that she actually listens. I know so many adults that would rather be petty.
And when I say self-aware I mean a lot of things. For one, she understands when she’s doing something… mm… not so great. Many of these things are for comic relief/exaggeration/situational comedy/slapstick (which is pretty much the extent small children get from it), but it’s still evident that she feels guilty or hesitant.
does that look like the face of someone who’s comfortable with her own actions?
Kids who watch heroes look for (and need) confidence and justice. Neither of which are happening in this scene or in some others, and from the kids that I know… they’re totally aware of it. Some might blatantly shout at Marinette as they watch her do something wrong, others might not say anything but… trust me they aren’t taking notes.
The thing is, I’m glad she’s a main female character… who screws up…. a loT. The hero isn’t supposed to be perfect, and I mean that in a general way. Flat villains are perfect in their own realm, so I don’t think imperfect characters are only better for writing, they’re better people or can become better people. A perfect individual is a comfortable and consistent one, a person needs ups and downs to improve.
It’s a bit like kim possible, except Marinette commits more errors because she’s younger and less adventurous… so in a way she’s a bit naive to the world (Kim Possible may as well be an ambassador, so she’s cultured and still makes really cringey mistakes eyes the wheelchair episode). We grew up watching her make these mistakes so we could see them get fixed, if they never happened we wouldn’t know for better or for worse. What’s more, it’s most important coming from the main character. So… I’m proud of her.
Another thing is that she watches her own behavior in the future. She’s learning to trust that Adrien won’t fall for Lila’s gags, she’s learning to talk to him and move away from being a fan (bluntly pointed out in Troublemaker, she actually sees herself as more of a fan than as a friend. Yes, she was lying to cover herself, but she had pictures of all of her friends up… she didn’t use friendship as an excuse? And why did the excuse come to her so naturally? It might be obvious, but she gets flustered and doesn’t come up with good lies… honestly ‘because im a fan’ is pretty fair), and she’s learning how to treat Chat Noir.
I would almost say in Season 1 that Ladybug was pretty flippant to Chat Noir, and I know it was cute at times but people usually behave this way with someone they feel close to already… so why didn’t she ever take the time to take him seriously? Ever since Glaciator, Ladybug has learned how sensitive he is. She didn’t judge him so quickly as to assume that he felt entitled to her, or that he was throwing a simple/unimportant tantrum that could be shrugged off. She took the time to read into the situation and see what exactly was going through his head. Emotions are never a joke, especially in a city where someone like Hawkmoth is a concern. She was cool and collected like a therapist, especially because she sympathized where his feelings were coming from (not too long before she had gotten upset with some ice cream man that was just doing his everyday thing and ditched her friends because she felt hopeless and betrayed by Adrien). Granted she never said anything against him, but she didn’t get forced into a situation where she had to confront him either.
She also knew that reacting harshly would only make things worse, and then neither of them would get off from their high-horse. Compassion is what gets a person to reflect and feel respected. She looked him sincerely in the eyes and apologized, and she expected the same from him. She set the stage, and he responded. They ended up fine, and he even reacted well to the infamous ‘friendzone’, because well… he treasures friends too, and he didn’t know Ladybug considered him to be one. Ladybug was surprised, but now that she knew he had felt abandoned not only that night but since the beginning, she took note that he has trouble reading when a person cares about him deeply (and we all know he does, his love receptors are broken both in his household and as seen in the most recent ep).
She is much softer with him now but very explicit. She doesn’t beat around the bush, she tells him exactly what he needs to hear.
“Chat Noir! You know you’re irreplaceable.”
Look at that face, he knows now that you said it.
It’s actually quite motherly… I mean this is a perfect response. She adjusts to the needs of her friends accordingly rather than treating them equally, because friends don’t always need the same thing. Equity over equality. She’s an excellent example and so much more than the “Huff… I’m a strong independent woman and I don’t care about men and if anyone ever sasses me I’ll choke them. Also I don’t paint my nails, that’s for babies” You can be strong and independent without sacrificing any of these things. It’s not about making enemies, it’s about standing up for yourself— and those you care about.
I could look for so many examples of how she looks out for her friends and makes sure to mind their feelings and experiences before getting all defensive, but that would be… the entire show.
She’s imperfectly perfect and perfectly imperfect.
Favorite episode (scene if movie): Zombisou... and maybe Chameleon and Oniichan. She was angry about so many different things and had so much pressure on herself— including the fact that in each of these she had to protect/comfort/defend someone anyone else in their right mind would rather spit on. But Marinette is noble, she knows how to keep herself together when she needs to. When it comes down to it, the people she’s so angry with are human too. They have hearts with burdens of their own that she doesn’t even know about, if something were to happen to them she would care. She has the responsibility to keep them safe, but also she wants to. There’s a difference between a pain in the ass and a monster, and besides she isn’t the judge of the universe, it’s not her place to decide what someone gets and doesn’t get. Maybe they aren’t getting everything they deserve, but if every human being got what they deserved we’d all be struck dead by lightning.
And she certainly doesn’t wish death upon them. And as we’ve all noted, whether it’s seen publically or not... what goes around comes around.
Favorite season/movie: Season 2 wins again... for now, it aint over yet
Favorite line: Uhh... dang it this again... how about the one above? “You know you’re irreplaceable?” and every other uwu line she has. She is so soft hhuhhggn
Favorite outfit: The cute lil maid outfit from Animaestro
OTP: Well it’s the same as what I put for Adrien, Marichat. For noncanon... mmm.. I think Kagaminette but Ninette is p damn close
Brotp: I mean??? ALyanette duh. But you know since right now Ladynoir is technically platonic.... they’re pretty lit as bros too (marichat is too but so far fanon is the only place they’ve truly become bro bros)
Headcanon: She wouldn’t have all of those pictures of Adrien if she felt even remotely close to him. I think those fics where she has photos up of Chat Noir should be canon, just like how she has ones of her friends, but she has soo many of Adrien which sets him apart from friendship like I said before. She’s insecure and taking advantage of the fact that he’s famous af, none of us can truly relate to having access to so many amazing photos of our crushes... and to sort of continue with the next question..
Unpopular opinion: These days a phone’s photobook may as well be a private wall to hang pictures on so really... Marinette is an exaggeration of exactly what people do— mostly young girls, which she happens to be— and hey get off of your crushes Instagram while you’re at it. It’s actually pretty normal, it’s not the best behavior but again, you need to have that cringey low to climb higher. And anyhow it’s all for the joke of it, no one is supposed to take these things seriously. But I’ll let you all know when my younger cousins start hanging up stalker photos of their noncelebrity crushes “because marinette did it so it must be ok”
Honestly, not even the borderline ooc things are that bad. Like... they’re bad... but it’s a good thing to show, as in it’s not too horrendous to use as an example. It works because it’s so unrealistic, but with very real behaviors that kids need to address in themselves by watching Marinette. I would say some of her actions straddle between IC and OOC, not either-or.
(WARNING: Do not read on if you have intensely strong feelings toward L/u/k/a to the point of sensitivity over any mild criticism as a character or as he is written. If you’re pretty chill reading anything then you’re fine, I didn’t say anything cruel I only gave an opinion as mildly as I could. The point of the honest opinion section is not to be salty but to express my point of view without insults)
Her crush on Adrien at this point in time is no more or less unhealthy than her crush with L/u/k/a— which is still unclear because for some reason In Silencer she still looked like she was on the brink of deciding she had a crush. She’s kind to L/u/k/a and he’s kind back, but she isn’t very nice. The difference is that it’s not very nice to ask someone on a date to spy on your main crush, it’s not very nice to indulge in the affection someone gives you as a chew toy while you wait for your crush and try avoiding the guy who is deeply in love with you and you sorta like him too. (He fell for her incredibly quickly and she did too despite feeling insulted by him moments before, unfortunately he’s a fallback she feels almost nothing for and she’s directing her ‘oh-no-feelings-for-someone-who-isnt-adrien’ chat noir attack to l/u/k/a because with him, she knows its easily uprooted).This goes back to the importance of not always being at your best behavior for a child audience to learn from you, but my unpopular opinion is that she and Adrien are not toxic and she and l/u/k/a are not a godsend. He’s also the equivalent of a High school sophomore dating an 8th grader? So... it’s kinda weird that he’s advancing? (I censored his name for the sake of avoiding conflict, I’m stating this for the unpopular opinion and I said it in as straight as I could because I don’t want salt to touch this. I respect L/u/k/a as a character, he’s a good boy. I’m disagreeing and agreeing to disagree by trying not to engage.)
Wish: Please, let her find out Chat Noir’s identity first... I beg you.
An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: Except don’t let the reveal happen right after one of them is rejected... that... that would be really bad.
5 words to best describe them: Noble, responsible, creative, strong, kind
My nickname for them: I like Marigold and Shortcake, I’ve used them in fics and I cry
anyway she’s one of the best protags don’t @ me when I have kids they’ll be watching her and adrien and they will be who they’re raised on
#miraculous ladybug#ml headcanon#ml sugar#miraculous ladybug sugar#marinette dupain cheng#ask#cass answers#Anonymous#letsescapismlife#yes this is how long it takes me to write these posts out and that's probs why I couldn't get to it all this time
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Life’s a Circus
David was driving, his fingers tapping the wheel to the rhythm of the music playing in the background of his conversation. Trish was seated in the back, busily scrolling through her phone. Jason sat in the passenger seat, as usual. The three were tossing back and forth ideas for David’s next prank.
“I think the best way to go about it would obviously be getting someone we don’t know.” Jason continued their conversation.
“Obviously,” David responded absentmindedly, his eyes lingering on the road, his mind clearly busy. “I want them to flip. It doesn’t have to be some big elaborate thing, it just needs to have... shock factor! It has to be good,” his hand subconsciously gripped his chin in thought.
Jason nodded thoughtfully, unlocking his phone, searching his mind for ideas.
“I can see it already,” David continued with a breathy chuckle. “‘CRAZY STALKER FAN BREAKS INTO MY HOUSE?! (FREAKOUT)’” He recites, punctuating the title with the waving of his hand. Smirking, he glanced at Jason, tongue between his teeth.
Jason wheezed his classic laugh, “You’re wild, David.” Jason acknowledges, his eyebrows raised concernedly but the raised corners of his mouth tell a different story.
David chuckled. “I just don’t know how to pull it off. I can’t think of anybody convenient that won’t get immediately recognized.”
Trisha perks up in the backseat. “Oh my god oh my god! I can’t believe I just remembered. There’s this girl I have connections with through my dancing lessons. I don’t think anyone would know her and she’s super funny and chill.”
“Yes Trish! Well let’s see her then.” Jason chimes in victory, raising his fist excitedly as he turns to address her in the back seat.
Trisha eagerly types away at her phone and an instagram account immediately pops up. David flips the Tesla on autopilot and swivels to take a look. “Her name is Y/N. She’s the sweeeetest girl you’ll ever meet.” Trisha describes as she turns the phone to display to the boys. Jason holds the phone, scrolling through her feed. David’s mouth parted slightly, his fingers resting on his lips as he analyzed her profile.
[DAVID’S POV]
She was stunning. Not in the “cookie-cutter instagram model fashionista” way. She was something different... something special. The first thing i noticed was her smile; her eyes sparkled and her nose crinkled in the most charming way, her mouth stretching across her flawless complexion. Her instagram feed matched her smile perfectly, consisting of bright, giddy pictures, most seeming to have been taken candidly. I noticed a lot of athletic clothing and settings, including what appeared to be a leotard and silk you would typically see in a circus. “Is she some sort of athlete?” I asked, tapping on one of the pictures of her dangling daintily from a circle suspended in the air.
Trisha smiles and nods enthusiastically. “Oh my god David you won’t believe this.” I smiled and looked up from the phone screen at Trish, anticipating. She continued, “She was literally raised in a circus! isn’t that crazy? And now she’s a professional gymnast and she does stunts for movies and crazy shit like that. Its kind of unbelievable how talented she is. I’ve never seen anything like it.”
My eyes lit up, a spark igniting in my brain. “Did you say stunts?” I smirked, my mind already whirling with ideas.
Trisha giggled mischievously. “Uh oh, I think I gave David an ideaa.” She sang. Jason chuckled.
“This might just be perfect.” Jason said as he continued to scroll through her feed. “She’s not following any of us and none of us follow her. She’s a complete stranger!”
Trisha was clasping her hands excitedly. “Oooohoohoohoo yess!” She laughed. Suddenly her eyes lit up, “Did I mention she has a motorcycle?!”
My eyes widened with excitement. “You’ve got a deal.” I said laughing, turning around and placing my hands back on the steering wheel. This was going to be perfect.
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Hi guys! Sooooo this is my second piece. Im not sure how i feel about it yet... idk. please give me feedback aaaah. I want to be more consistent with my writing. i’m kind of rusty. I hope this is satisfactory for the time being. i’m hoping to maybe make this into a series??? if all turns out well?? please please let me know what you think it’d be sooooo helpful! thanks for reading I hope you all enjoy and have a nice day!! also i’m taking recommendations on the title... i’m horrible lol. also also, I started writing this before all the trish drama, so pls just ignore and pretend lollllll...
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wizardmon domestic headcannons because I dunno if anyone else loves him in the way I do but i keep thinking about life with him and i
i also don’t know how to do a read more so im sorry for long ass post
- He cooks meals for you most evenings because you come home from work tired and he wants you to relax after such a strenuous day.
-he will insist you needn’t cook for him but when you do he really appreciates it and will want to pay you back for it in some way but you won’t let him because he deserves it and he just gets embarrassed and sorta feels bad about you doing things for him but hes always doing things for you so shut up wizz i love you
- holding HIS HAND
-his hat and cloak hung up on an old fashioned hat rack in the corner of your room you got for him, he only ever take them off when you two are alone together or at home alone.
- if you have cats they always sit on his lap when he is reading
- books!
- books and scrolls everywhere, hes studying and teaches you charms from time to time. also candles!!!
-he gives you a safety or protection charm/amulet/ring he enchanted to keep you safe if ever he reads that something bad happened on the news in the world today
- he teases you lightly, nothing that would upset you but just like, if you try to grow plants and brag about a green thumb and then all your plants die “a green thumb eh? heh heh. you’ll have to teach me your skills. I’ve never seen an african violet wilt so fast.”
-he will sometimes walk you to work or meet up with you at work when your shift is over “What? No, don’t be foolish, I wan’t worried I just happened to be in the area. I needed a break from my studies.” He would be flustered and of course he would be there on purpose.
-you come home one night from a stargazing date when it started pissing down rain, you both got soaked but he insisted that you have a shower to warm up and get clean first. He subsequently gets sick or a chill and you tease him as you make him some corn soup/ corn potage (his favourite soup) to warm him up
-he likes tea and is pleasantly surprised when you have a large stash of teas. You either bought a bunch because your’e a tea hoarder or you bought a bunch and they weren’t to your taste however he always has a warm cup.
-he dislikes coffee but will go with you to cafes or coffee shops early in the morning on your walks to watch the sun rise.
-he always has interesting theories on magic and different types of spells and how humans have different sort of magic within them than digimon and how humans can’t really see it as well as digimon can but he’s observed humans for quite some time now and in comparison to the magic he knows versus the magic that most human witches and wizards know is similar in this way and different in that way and this can go on for hours but you can’t help but listen as this cute wizard fellow goes on at length about his ideas and discoveries
-he brings you fresh flowers all the time, sometimes he buys them from a shop but most of the time he gathers them as he’s out looking for herbs and observing nature when he goes on walks
-”Hey! Y/N Look at this stone I found outside, I believe it contains a chunk of corundum! That’s a stone that can be cut into either ruby or sapphire, it reminded me of you. It is sleeping potential, a diamond in the rough so to speak. I want to give it to you in hopes that it’s potential to be so many things inspires you.
-he’s shy and isn’t sure how to show his love sometimes and so hell show you things like flowers or stones he has found that he thought was beautiful and “This flower suits you.” “ I heard this lovely song on the radio and I wanted to share it with you, I think you may like it.” (it’s totally a sappy romantic song about undying love and forever promises) you also watch romantic movies together and he will totally quote some of the lines to you and it might be dorky but he means it completely truthfully and he just is so cute
-he writes you cute little letters and love notes because he can’t say it to your face HHHHHHHHH
-” I’ve seen beautiful rings of gold and emerald, rare and precious stones that should adorn a kings crown, however, of all the greatest treasures that exist in the world, the most precious treasure I have seen sits at the table in the mornings with a cup of coffee, smiling at me and saying good morning.”
- if ever you got married THE RING WOULD BE A SILVER ON E WITH A MOONSTONE IN THE SHAPE OF A CRESCENT MOON AND
-you’d cuddle a lot. He’d want to be close to you all the time and wouldn’t want to seem too clingy and so he’d make an excuse like, “The lighting in this room is perfect for reading, may I sit with you?” “Wizz, it’s really dark in here though.” “Oh, no I think its just fine.” He spends the rest of the evening squinting at the same page for hours trying to read in the dark, or at least he does until you light a candle for him.
-his stitched kisses! the feeling of his stitches against your lips. You’d have to be the first to kiss him because hes a shy mon. His kisses are short and sweet at first. shy little pecks but then you give him a more sensual kiss and he’s like “ I think I’m having a spiritual experience right now.”
I have so many more but thats all for now and I need coffeee
If you have any headcannons about wizardmon as a boyfriend/husband/etc. or even just in a domestic setting BLEASE TELL ME I NEED IT TO LIVE.
#wizardmon#wizarmon#wizardmon headcannons#i love him so much it hurts#im gonna dieee from this feeling in my chest fuck
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