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COUNCIL ESTATE

bff!liam gallagher x fem!reader

90s!alex james x fem!reader

Summary : After getting adopted, y/n looses touch with her best friend but bumps into his years later at her boyfriend's award show. For both of them, everything's changed.

Warning : southerner bashing (?)

MASTERLIST

1987

Black adidas hit the floor of the science block in power filled strides. Ripped tights, a rolled up skirt, an untucked jumper and a blazer smothered in patches and badges of different bands and brands.

Y/n Y/l/n was the rebellion of Barlow Roman Catholic High School. In her cherry red blazer's inside pocket was a walkman, it's headphones infront of her messy bun and on her ears. The sound of I Wanna Be Sedated danced through her ears as she made her way to first period with a Greggs' sausage roll in hand and three more stashed in her messanger bag that swung against her hip.

Two sausage rolls for 50p was going to be the death of her.

Her science teacher, Mr Wright, didn't bother too much about his students excuse making ability and basically worked off students being in school late was better than them being absent, so she didn't have to frey detention.

"Hiya Sir."

Y/n's y/f/c nail polished hand pushed the light wood, possibly oak, door open to reveal the middle aged man trying to teach the room full of teenagers about, she looked to the chalkboard at the front of the class, plant and animal cells. She pulled off her headphones,resting them on her shoulders and pausing the tape. Her body skipped it's way to the back of the room where her friends where sat, originally bored out their brains and now holding their hands out to her for the food.

"Good for you to finally join us y/f/n. Your book's in the box at the back."

She gave a nod at the direction, face screwing up at the use of her christened name. Her bag was discarded on the varnished desk which for some reason was always sticky, ew, and she stretched to the box that sat around a meter away from her to get the yellow workbook.

When her book was opened and the date and title had been scribbled down at the top of the white page in a cheap black biro, the y/h/ced teen looked to her left to find her friend basically staring into her soul.

"What's your issue Liams ?"

"Food ? "

The realisation hit her and she mumbled an 'alreat' as she pulled the two hot sausage rolls and the bottle of coke out of her bag. As she put the stock down on the table between their books and poundshop pens, Liam past her the £1.30 for the things he'd asked her to buy when she'd ran his house from a phone box and told him she'd missed the bus and was therefore going past the highstreet on her way to school.

She almost immediatly pulled out Anna's stuff and passed the sauage roll bag to the girl sat infront of them, who past three ten pences over in the other hand.

After sorting out everyone elses purchases, Y/n got out her bottle of y/f/d.

Finally she actually started paying attention to the lesson Mr Wright was already on the small halfway pop quiz he did at the begining of a subject.

"And y/f/n, "

He pointed the small sparkly red finger pointer stick, which he used for the quizes to try and make them more fun, at the back of the room. Said fourteen year old jumped up dramatically,

"And the powerhouse of the cell is called ?"

"Mitochondria !"

A running joke in the lesson after Liam had asked if that was a disease in the first sub-topic.

The next period of the day was undoubtable the worst.

Maths.

If the subject alone wasn't enough to make y/n want to claw her eyes out and produce them in a smoothie, the rotten Miss Alans was definatly the thing to top off her hatrid of it.

"She 'as it out f'me Liams, wear down."

"Aye. Well as much as I love yeh Birdy, Imma 'ave to leave yeh to it."

Liam had maths next door to y/n.

Mr Lowton.

He literally gave them sweets if they participated and got the answer wrong !

The younger girl gave a grumble as she entered the room and pulled her chair out to slouch down in. A plastic, uncomfortable seat square front-center of the class.

She was a 'trouble maker' according to the old witch.

Honestly, you miss one mass for a concert. Just one.

That was one of the downsides to going to a catholic school, they made sure you went to mass each weekend.

The class dragged on longer than normal, triganometry really could test time's ability to become a tortoise, and half an hour of 'Mary had a little lamb' could really test your sanity's ability to stay strong.

Mary had a little lamb, whose fur was white as snow.

And everywhere that Mary went the lamb was sure to go.

At least that's what she had been singing in her head for the past twenty odd minutes, she wasn't certain the lyrics where spot on but who'd know ?

Y/n was smacked out of her thoughts by a wooden 30cm ruler striking her fingers.

Pain struck through her hand like lightening to a metal rod and she bit her lip furiously in attempt to muffle the screeched curses.

"Miss y/l/n, will you pay attention in my class !"

The strong southern accent shouted through the room, echoing off the walls.

That was another thing y/n couldn't stand about the victorian woman, bloody thatcherite. The greying fifty-eight year old carried on the lesson as if nothing had happened.

bla, bla, bla

sin, cos, tan

The next ten minutes where filled with y/n's mind picturing graphic ways of murdering, or at the very least seriously injuring, the woman pacing infront of the class of petrified teenagers.

A sharpened ruler to the neck; instant slicing, blood spurting out of little sticking out tubey things. It was her favourate image at the moment.

She occationally looked down to her hands, which hadn't moved since the ruler incident. A violet line had become more prominent through them by now and the pain had subsided a smidge.

Maths was the only lesson she'd ever received physical punishments in. Most would say the canes where hell, but those chalkboard dusters hurt like a bitch, especially when at a velosity from being lobbed at your shoulders with the power of one of those shotputs at the olympics.

By the time the lesson was over, y/n was more than ready to leave. She was the first out of the room, waiting infront of next-door's chipped green paint door for the mouthy arses that where Liam Gallagher and Anna Mallons.

Anna was out already and was munching happily on the now cold sausage roll. Liam however was busy chatting indoors so appeared when y/n did, too with a half-ate sausage roll.

"Oh, you wouldn't believe what Sammy told me."

Sammy was Anna's cousin. He was a year older than Anna and Liam, two years older than y/n seeing how she was the baby of the bunch, unfortunatly born at the end of August. He lived in Ireland still with Anna's aunty and gran.

She didn't leave anytime for either to answer with a question before dramatically whispering an answer, showing whatever was going on in Castledurg.

" Aye well, y'know how his school had a colaboration and now girls go there too ? Well there's this one girl and she's joined the,"

She serveyed the area to check for any eavesdroppers before whispering the final part of the sentence.

", the IRA."

The group two paused.

After a minute, probably only a few seconds, y/n grabbed the top of Anna's arm, the red v-neck jumper scrunching up slightly where she had a hold of.

"Anna, that's not'in to be joking about."

"I'm not jokin' y/n, honest to God."

The group remained silent for a moment before Liam abruptly started, basically shouting, about the newest Stone Roses song.

One way to kill the awkward.

The weekend came round slow as per usual.

Y/n was still hung up on the news that a girl in Tommy's class was apart of the IRA.

Sure, she knew that they recruited teenagers, but the knowledge of someone she was friends with knowing one of them was a slight culture shock. They where the kind of people that gave people like her a bad reputation. Poor little immigrant kids, the reputation of terrorists. One of the reasons she faced so much everyday.

She was slouched on her bed on Saturday. Layed in black joggers and a Man City top, one of the ones Liam had outgrew, whilst This Charming Man played on repeat on the record player in the corner. There was no way she could afford it by herself, it was Anna's old one that she gave her as a present when she got a new one. She was relaxed, reading the latest Girl Talk magazine on her bed without any worry other than being concerned about how dead her ends where. Unfortunatly that relaxation was abruptly destroyed by Sister Mackles opening the door.

Sister Mackles was one of the nicer nuns in the orphanage, well nice as long as you stayed on her good side and lucky for y/n she always managed to keep herself in the nun's good books.

"Morning sister."

"Y/f/n dear, quick there's a family here to see you."

Her rushed voice almost caused y/n's heart to stop.

Had she misheard her ?

She must have, the older kids nearly never got adopted.

You hit eight and all hopes where thrown out the window.

She just needed to check.

" 'm sorry sister, what d'ya just say ?"

"Honestly child, there's a family here to see you. "

The woman turned around from removing the record from the pin and threw a dress at the girl to change into.

"Be downstairs in five minutes, the staff dining room."

Y/n gave a nod as the nun closed the door behind her, quickly jumping up and closing her curtains.

She carefully pulled on a pair of sheer black tights and a bra seeing how she wasn't having to wear one before. The brown and dark turquoise dress that had a sort of peacock pattern on it was pulled over her head and down, it ended just as her thighs began. The collar was brown and so where the short sleeves whilst the main body of the clothing item was the kind of peacock pattern.

As she was about to leave the room, y/n realised she had a minute or two left and so fluffed up her hair, the bird's nest having had a cut the day prior and so rested in the most unnatural way possible.

She pulled it back with a big black headband, pulling a few strands to frame her face a bit before flicking on some mascara and lipgloss.

Before leaving the band merchandised room, she pulled on her pair of black adidas that she usually wore as school shoes.

A soft knock occured when her shaking fist made contact with the brown varnished door.

She cursed herself for giving such a bad first impression, an impression before the first impression.

The door was quickly opened by the head nun of the orphanage, the woman who ruined y/n's world every. single. day. Her face was that of one you always felt a need to punch. A grumpy old woman with the personality of a dead squirrel. Her top lip always drooped of the bottom one, her eyes always showed grey and dead emotion. She had whisps on her top lip and wrinkles on every possible area of her face.

Y/n hated her.

"Good for you to finally join us y/f/n."

cow.

The teenager restrainted herself from scowling at the corpse infront of her, the woman let her in and harshly closed the door behind.

A group of orphans had snuck into hiding spots to try and find out what all the fuss had been about that morning, mainly trying to figure out why y/n y/l/n was wearing an appropriate outfit.

No baggy trousers, no cut up and cropped t-shirts. No black eye makeup or safety pins in her clothes. No band logos or scuffed up boots. A dress without holes on or that didn't show of her body in a manner which they was taught was inappropriate.

A y/n y/l/n who had been de-y/n y/l/n-ed.

When she'd been sat down by Sister Mackles, y/n was able to see the people who had apparently been thinking of adopting her.

Getting this to stage in the adoption process meant that the couple infront of her hadn't been discouraged by her record; the record that showed how y/n was a social misfit and reject, the record that said "Y/f/n finds it difficult to maintain relationships", the quote "not suitable for (...)" used at least ten times amungst the 3 peices of A4.

The record that only showed her bad qualities.

Getting to this stage in the adoption process meant that she wasn't always seen as a negitive thing in life. Sure, they knew she wasn't good at maths already because her detention record was involved in the summary they'd already been shown but she could tell them all about how she could quote Shakespeare off by heart, and that Percy Byshee-Shelley was one of her favourate poets. They knew she failed every science test she was handed, but they didn't know she could correctly answer 89% of her sociology exam.

Getting to this stage in the adoption process meant that she could actually have a chance of getting out of this ditch.

"Hi, you must be y/f/n."

Okay what the actual-

Southeners.

"I'm Clara and this is my husband James."

"God Clars, stop being so formal you're gonna scare the kid off."

The man next to Clara, also a southener, laughted before speaking to the girl sat with an overly confused expression on her face.

"It's nice to finally meet you y/f/n we've been waiting ages to get to introduce ourselves to you."

"And we think you would really fit in with out family."

As Clara spoke again, her husband muttered something with a laugh. Something about being a tad bit too eager.

She looked down at their outfits, Anna always said you could tell near everything about a person by what they wore.

James was in a brown coilderoid suit whilst Clara was in a knee length blue marble skirt and a tucked in, but still baggy, Beatles top. It seamed that she had been wearing a leather jacket, one being over the back of her chair. Y/n had a similar one hung up in her wardrobe, only it had about a hundred studs in it and an accidentaly slightly ripped sleeve.

Okay, maybe they where half decent people.

There was a slightly awkward silence and small talk made but when the extra nuns had left the room to attent to dutys, Mackles being the only one in the room, y/n became more comfortable.

"Urm, so you like the Beatles ?"

She asked the question and nodded slightly to the hard days night top Clara was wearing.

The bleached blonde woman gave a laugh.

"How could I not, they're literally the best band to ever exist."

A small smile ran across y/n's glossed lips, which subquencly brought a smile onto Clara's.

"Me mate Liams would say the same. The guy literally worships John Lennon."

"Oh is he an orphan, we didn't see anyone called Liam on the list here ? If you're more comfortable with him we can always adopt-"

Clara began frantically speaking, worry lacing her facial features.

"Oh urm no, he's just a mate from school. Total nutter but a good heart like ."

At her words y/n had realised that they where planning on her moving down south with them.

She wouldn't be staying in Manchester's borough, nevermind Burnage.

In all honesty she didn't mind moving. Up here there was only Liam and Anna. Plus, bring adopted at 14 was a rare occurance and if she was being given the oppotunity she sure as hell wasn't letting it slip.

They would understand right ?

The chance to have a family, she couldn't leave that just because she'd have to move.

She could always visit, call, letters. It wasn't like she'd become totally alienated from them.

The only thing she wasn't too keen on down south was the southeners.

Growing up in North-West England as an Irish Catholic kid, you where taugh that they're worse than sin. Monsters who where out to reduce you to dust, but Clara and James didn't seem like that so maybe it'd be okay ?

After a few more minutes mindless conversation began, a finally relaxed atmosphere of untopiced talk and a small debate over whether the Cure or the Smiths where better.

"Oh we've actually brought our other two children with us, we just wanted to get to know you first before we bombarded you with Luka and Mauve."

"Alreat, it'd be nice to meet 'em."

Clara gave another beaming smile before leaving the room to get them.

She already knew a bit about the two children of James and Clara, they'd come up in conversation at the begining.

Luka was adopted as well. He was sixteen, two years older than her. He played the drums and was a punk, something that y/n thought was one of the coolest things since the walkman. Mauve was originally their neice but her parents, James' brother and sister-in-law, had died in a plane crash when she was nine months meaning she'd been living with them for as long as she could remember. She was six and wanted to be an artist when she grew up.

As they waited for her to return with the others, James started the conversation on the Beatles back up.

"So, favourate Beatle ?"

"George Harrison."

"Really ?"

His face filled with surprise,

"Most would say McCatney or Lennon."

"Aye, but did Lennon and McCartney write Here Comes The Sun ?"

"That's your favourate song ?"

"No, but is a good tune like."

"Fair enough."

Before the short conversation carried on, the squeaky door opened to reveal a leather trousers and vest wearing spikey blonde haired teenager. He looked like a teenage version of Billy Idol. He wore an ACDC top with the leather outfit and had smudgy eyeliner on.

She felt so underdressed.

Holding his hand was a small girl with brown pigtails on either side of her head, a plain, pale pink top and high-waised blue jeans with red and pink flowers and a large purple butterfly embroided up the left leg. She had a denim jacket on with a few band pins on.

Okay even a six year old was better dressed than her.

This is depressing.

1996

Y/f/c fabric stroked against the red carpets of Earls Court as y/n made her way back over to Blur's table with a tray of drinks that she'd been asked to go and get for the boys by one of their management team that was attending the event. They where sat on the edge of their seats collecting the award for their third nomination of the night when she'd left. By the time she had made her way back to the seats, they where all sat down and eagerly waiting for their drinks to numb tge pain of yet again being beaten by their mancunian nemises'.

She gave a light tap on her boyfriend's shoulder to tell him not to flinch whilst she put the tray on the table, knowing soneone suddenly appearing from behind him would make him move. Once she had placed the slight dewy tray in the center of the table, she felt a pair of hands rest themselves on her waist and a gentle force pulling her down into the lap of none other than Mr Alex James.

His scent of cigarettes and colone took over her sences as he pulled her in for a short and rough kiss. After a moment, they where deattached by y/n needing her glass of champagne. She took a large sip before moving herself off of his lap and onto her own designated seat right next to him, not without a whine of complain from the brunette.

She gave a small laugh at his pouting face.

Whilst Chris Evans gave two awards for the solo artist catagories, Blur tuned out of the show. They didn't need to listen to them seeing how they weren't involved in them awards.

Graham had busied himself complaining to y/n about how unfair it was and how they where going to get killed by Food if Oasis beat them in the British group catagory, whichcwas next after the female solo artist award.

Alex shushed the pair as the radio host began to speek again, after Annie Lennox had left the stage with the award identical to the three Graham had just told y/n about..

"And the nominees for the British Group award are ; Blur, Lightning Seeds, Radiohead Oasis and Pulp."

Cheers echoed through everyone's hearing, the table growing silent in antisipation. They all knew that if Oasis beat them they'd never hear the end of it from the men's management.

Trying to ease the built up tension, y/n placed a hand on Alex's tensed one, the one which was starting to grip desperatly onto her waist as if not only would he loose the award but also her.

"I bagsy first shoutout when you win and have to do a speech ."

Alex gave her an unamused look, quickly been silenced by Evan's next word.

"Oasis !"

Y/n's mood dropped along with the rest of the table's, the rowdy lot she lratically grew up with swaggering their way to the microphone again.

The second flute of golden champagne was finished off as she slouched in her chair and tipped the glass up over her mouth and nose as the strong accent pounded through the speakers. All she could think of was how much he'd changed since she'd saw him last.

"His accent's so fake."

A mutter under her breath caused confusion amungst the band, she hadn't realised how loud she'd said the words, or that she'd said them outloud at all.

Her boyfriend turned to her, his arms dropping over the head of her chair and his attention being pulled away from the mockery on the stage. Alex gave her a bizzare look.

"How ?"

The girl froze like a deer in headlights for a second, eventually coming up with a believeable answer

"Well, you know. I'd lived in Manchester my whole life up till I was fourteen and i've never heard anyone's accent be that strong."

She shrugged off the question with a simple answer, turning back to the stage to watch the Gallagher brothers walking off, not without Liam catching her eyes and giving a look.

"I'm going to the loo."

She rushed pushing back of her chair back caused a sort of russle from the carpet to sound quietly. Almost robotically, she grabbing her clutch bag and walking off before anyone could say anything.

Y/n walked calmly out of the double doors that led to the fresh air circulated foyé, not going to the toilets but instead waiting for the appearance of the man that she knew would follow her.

A few seconds later, none other than Liam Gallagher strolled through the double doors that had been taunting y/n, acting like he owned the place.

"Well 'ello Birdy. Long time no see 'ey."

A smirk graced his features, she'd never wanted to punch someone in the face so much, not even that witch of a head-nun from the orphanage.

"What do you think you're playing at Liam."

Her hand rested on her hip as she spoke, she didn't need to worry about anyone overhearing the reunion conversation seeing how everyone was in the main hall, like she was suposed to be.

"Oh nothin'. Just wondered if that little boyfriend of yours knew who you really are. Y'know, I don't thing he be too happy if he knew you grew up with us and r'kid."

"Oh shut up."

She scoffed at his comment, anger appearing more distinctivly on her features.

"Nah like, all i'm saying is you use that posh accent like you're not just one of us."

She gave a further look of annoyance at his words.

"Look lad, just 'cause I have pronunciation-"

"You wearing Chanel ?"

At his rude interuption of her point-making, y/n scoffed. She looked down, becoming slightly silenced.

Okay so she was wearing Chanel. Her dress, diamond strapped heels, her crossbody bag, even her stud earings.

"Not that it matters, but yes I happen to be wearing Chanel."

Also, since when did Liam pick up the ability to desyther if a dress was Chanel !

An obnoixious laugh echoed through the empty room at her answer, he was somewhat annoyed with how she was acting while she was down right fuming at how he was behaving.

Y/n furrowed her eyebrows at him.

"What d'you think you're laughing at."

''Ah just, he doesn't know you at all 'ey"

"What are you going on about Liam ?!"

She ran the chipped y/f/c polished nails through her hair.

"Why are you being so bloody difficult right now."

Okay. So genuinly getting emotion right now.

Her old bestfriend, her only bestfriend ever, was shooting a million and a half questions at her but answering none of her's.

She wanted this interaction to be over.

She wanted Alex, but she was starting to crave for Liam's approval all over again, like she always had done as a kid.

She was so annoyed with herself.

"Y'know, you've changed Birdy. I don't know what story you fed them posh southern bastards about your upbringing which made them accept you, or whatever relationships you 'ave goin' on, but all the money in the world can't scrub off the smell of council estate."

With that, he walked off.

His words hurt her.

Liam Gallagher had been her rock growing up, the person who solved all her issues, the one who stopped all the pain and misery.

Someone made fun of her ? Liam stopped it.

She spent her last 30p trying to contact the grandparents she'd found the number of through sneaking through records ?

Liam was always there to tell her how they didn't deserve her.

When she got adopted and moved down south, she lost her bestfriends and her support.

She found a small amount of comfort in music still, a connection to Manchester through Revolver, eventually getting a job as a article writer for Food Records. That's also when she'd met Alex, working for Food at age eighteen.

He was touring, she was working.

Her mind ran back to Liam's stinging comment.

Sure she'd improved herself to be acknowledged in the patriarchle society she worked in, but she hadn't changed per say.

She talked more properly, but that was because people couldn't understand her northen accent.

She wore nicer clothes, more expensive brands. Still that was because she like nice things, not in a egotistical was, just she thought they looked pretty and she could afford them. That wasn't changing, she would've bought them if she lived in Manchester still and could afford them.

Sure Alex didn't know exactly that she'd grew up with the Gallagher brothers, but that just hadn't really popped up in conversation.

He knew she didn't grow up in the nicest of places, but he didn't care for her background's status like he did alot of the time with other people, he just cared about her.

To both y/n and Alex, she was just a normal twenty-three year old. She had a mum and dad and an older brother who was a big part of her life and a little sister who she adored more than everything under the sun. Over the time Clara and James had been her parents, they'd adopted three more children. Two more younger brothers, Finley and Logan, and another little sister, Zoe. She lived for them, even when Zoe threw up over her favourate jumper.

Pulling herself from her memories, y/n sprits some perfume on her wrist and rubbed in it as well as on her neck. She built up some confidence and made her way back to Blur's table.

When she had sat herself back in the comfortable, red cushioned chair, she found Alex looking at her in concern.

"You okay ? You look like you've just seen a ghost Darling."

"I'm fab, don't worry. Want another drink ?"

He gave a hum, handing her the empty glass as she stood up and asked the rest of the group if they wanted refills.

As she walked off something lingered in her mind, a pain stabing her joints.

The smell of council estate lingering around her.

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Howard Stelzer - The Flemish Giants (Suburban Observances Vol. 5)

Atte Elias Kantonen - POP 6 SUSURRUS

Nile Koetting - Remain Calm

Lance Austin Olsen - Fukushima Rising

Michael Pisaro & Keith Rowe - Venerable Bede

Francis Plagne - The Refrain

RLW - Tunnel

Manja Ristic - Him, fast sleeping, soon he found In labyrinth of many a round, self-rolled

Vanessa Rossetto - The Actress

Wojciech Rusin - Syphon

Sombra acústica - Sombra acústica

Stateside - Mouthfeelings Sessions

Stefano Scodanibbio - String Quartets

Havadine Stone - Old Young

Valerio Tricoli - Say Goodbye To The Wind

Simon Whetham - Invitation to Migrate to a New Planet

Digital Beats:

qua - Hasbulla ep

DJ Travella - Mr Mixondo

islurwhenitalk - ☥skkkult r𖤐dio☥

Model Home - Model Home 20

Jana Rush - Dark Humor

BILLY G - billy.exe

HiTech - HiTech

Vivid The Producer - HEALING

Theo Parrish - Ooh Bass

Andy Loebs - Flexuous Vertex

Jazz ?:

Andrew Cyrille / Wadada Leo Smith / Qasim Naqvi - Two Centuries

BI BA DOOM - graceful collision

LIFTED - 3

New Old:

Henning Christiansen - OP.163 PENTHESILEA

Luc Ferrari - Solitude Transit

Jigen - Blood's Finality 狂雲求敗

Miles Davis - That's What Happened 1982-1985 The Bootleg Series, Vol. 7

Nature - 98' Nate

Universal Liberation Orchestra - Communion

Iannis Xenakis - Electroacoustic Works

#2022

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James Woods Demolishes Democrats in a Series of Posts Following George Santos Expulsion

As Twitchy readers know, earlier today, the House of Representatives expelled Republican Rep. George Santos. While Santos has not been convicted of anything, he is facing several indictments mainly centered around violating campaign finance laws. Santos has also been known to tell tall tales about himself and has some additional indiscretions that are embarrassing for Republicans.

While not many were really rushing to Santos' defense, many people on Twitter/X seemed to notice that the double standard in Washington for Republicans and Democrats was rearing its ugly head again. And no one did it better than Twitchy favorite James Woods, who posted a series of tweets where he simply repeated some of the claims against Santos, but substituted in a ... different picture.

First up was New Jersey Senator Bob Menendez:

George Santos is expelled from the House of Representatives in a bipartisan vote because of alleged corruption. pic.twitter.com/7urDDEOgzb— James Woods (@RealJamesWoods) December 1, 2023

Menendez has no business being in the Senate and even John Fetterman strongly and vocally agrees with that.

Excellent. Well played, sir. 🤣 https://t.co/izZJtKnQPh— FreedomKat1974 (@FreedomKiki28) December 1, 2023

Oh, Woods was just getting started. Next up was a certain California Congressman who is running for Senate (even though he lives mostly in Maryland).

George Santos is expelled from the House of Representatives in a bipartisan vote because of alleged mendacity. pic.twitter.com/izw21NLUqJ— James Woods (@RealJamesWoods) December 1, 2023

The list of Schiff's lies and grossly unethical behavior, both in the media and under oath, is endless. Some pointed out some other relevant 'indiscretions.' Woods himself even recently gave Schiff an unofficial new nickname.

pic.twitter.com/c7BEbPUqWo— mooselips™ 💋 (@mooselips) December 1, 2023

How right you are Mr. Woods. Webster's Dictionary should replace the word liar with Schiff.— Ed Renner (@Onecrazyndn) December 1, 2023

Recommended

This man should not only be expelled, but tried for perjury and jailed after being found guilty! https://t.co/s1xFBqlHSM— Mike Frey 🍊 (@MikeFre35438709) December 1, 2023

Well ... yeah.

Woods wasn't done yet. Next up was 'someone who did something.'

George Santos is expelled from the House of Representatives in a bipartisan vote because of alleged falsification of records. pic.twitter.com/hwTuYcwMuj— James Woods (@RealJamesWoods) December 1, 2023

Does 'falsification of records' include marrying your brother?

— Morgana Le Faye *Patriot *America 1st* 🇺🇸 (@Keltic_Witch) December 1, 2023

When are they going to expel this one for immigration fraud! She married her brother to facilitate citizenship! https://t.co/HKUl8wSxPg— Barbara (@sassybarbara12) December 1, 2023

Come on, man. That's just family business. Or something.

Woods concluded his series of posts with a world-famous firefighter.

George Santos is expelled from the House of Representatives in a bipartisan vote because of alleged mendacity. pic.twitter.com/y5nEtjQ15x— James Woods (@RealJamesWoods) December 1, 2023

Hey J woods leave me alone! pic.twitter.com/2pQtYjNvur— Grumpy 👖 (@TonyMguru) December 1, 2023

LOL. Bowman is never living that down (much as he would like to). But he should still be expelled and prosecuted for it.

This should set off alarm bells for all of us! https://t.co/6u6zURoBxA— That Conservative (@ThatConservativ) December 1, 2023

https://t.co/1YDe4lGm4e pic.twitter.com/keeTGhiNlQ— MotorBikeMike48 (@BikeMike48) December 1, 2023

HE'S AN INSURRECTIONIST.

Woods stopped after Rep. Bowman, but he could have kept going for a while longer with the likes of Chinese spy 'boyfriend' Eric Swalwell, tax cheat AOC, Hamas supporter Rashida Tlaib (who still hasn't taken down her post lying about Israel bombing a hospital), and many more.

And make no mistake. Woods was not just pointing out the double standard, he was also criticizing Republicans in Congress for allowing the double standard to exist.

For better or worse, the House has set a precedent now with the expulsion of Santos. Let's hope that Republicans decide soon that this precedent should apply to both parties.

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mysymmetry · 10 months

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2023 Reading List updated Jan 8 March 13 April 10 May 29 July 5 July 31

Read So Far: Play It As It Lays, Joan Didion All of This Could Be Different, Sarah Thankham Matthews Readme.txt, Chelsea Manning The Book of Grief and Hamburgers, Stuart Ross Burntcoat, Sarah Hall The Best American Essays 2022, ed. Alexander Chee Easy Beauty, Chloe Cooper Jones Very Cold People, Sarah Manguso Son of Elsewhere, Elamin Abdelmahmoud Happy Place, Emily Henry Couplets, Maggie Millner Strange Loops, Elizabeth Harmer Milk Fed, Melissa Broder Tides, Sara Freeman Biography of X, Catherine Lacey The Guest, Emma Cline No One is Talking About This, Patricia Lockwood

Currently Reading: Small Things Like These, Claire Keegan My Friend Leonard, James Frey We Have Always Been Here, Samra Habib Ripe, Sarah Rose Etter Ace, Angela Chen (lib yes - placed hold) Pathological, Sarah Fay The Best American Poetry 2019, ed. Bliss Montage, Ling Ma The Carrying, Ada Limon Death in Her Hands, Ottessa Moshfegh The Hurting Kind, Ada Limon A Single Rose, Muriel Barbery The Power of Geography

Want to Read: Foster Claire Keegan The Light Room, Kate Zambreno Lurch, Don McKay No Archive Will Destroy You, Julietta Singh The Story of Our Lives, Ted Chiang

HALF FINISHED The Marrow Thieves, Cherie Dimaline Animal Person, Alexander MacLeod My Face in The Light, Martha Schabas Pure Colour, Sheila Heti Satched, Megan Gail Coles A Lover's Discourse, Roland Barthes The Country of Marriage, Wendell Berry

Minique, Anna Maxymiw We Measure the Earth with Our Bodies, Tsering Yangzom Lama Noopiming: The Cure for White Ladies, Leanne Betasamosake Simpson

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Do you have a list of your muses? Becase I see a lot tagged but only a couple are on the muse page.

Yeah, my bad. I have to update my muses page but I don’t, so I'm sorry. But I'm working on it, so you will can find my muses under the tag #my muses (there are a few there). For now, my muses are:

Scott Whiteley (you can find him at muses page)

Tyler Ross (you can find him at muses page)

Frey (you can find him at muses page)

Ares (you can find him at muses page)

Nate Cooper (a young dad played by Theo James/Francisco Lachowski/Jon Kortajarena)

Dave Reed (male version of Red Riding Hood played by Tom Holland)

Archie Andrews from Riverdale (you can find him at muses page)

Corey Bryant from Teen Wolf (you can find him at muses page)

Warren Worthington from X-Men (you can find him at muses page)

David Clare (male version of Davina Clare from TVD verse played by André Lamoglia)

Castor (Eros’ son played by Lucien Laviscount)

Kit Evans (a young witch OC from TVD verse played by Aron Piper)

Thor Odinson (you can find him here)

Steve Rogers (you can find him here)

Billy Kaplan (you can find him here)

Tommy Shepherd (you can find him here)

Teddy Altman (you can find him here)

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multi-bookworm · 2 years

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*starts humming deja vu by Olivia Rodrigo*

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la9novia9del9viento · 5 years

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Why do we appear on each other's lives? Why do we stay or are asked, begged, to stick around? Who has really earned the words?

P.D.: Do I, should I, ship it?🤔 An Liu x Chiyoko Takeda

-☄️E.:T.C.

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Pond Diving - princessmisery666

Welcome to today’s Pond Diving Spotlight! We hope that you enjoy this little insight to our members and perhaps even find some useful tips for your own writing. Happy reading!

Want to volunteer, send us an ask! We’re looking forward to learning more about all of you! Not sure what PD is, you can learn more here.

“Don’t Be Koi About It” - All About You

Name: Stacey

Age: 34 years young

Location: Birmingham, United Kingdom

URL: @princessmisery666

Why did you choose your URL: It’s a nickname I’ve had for years, it’s kinda my go-to username for stuff.

What inspired you to become a writer: I’ve always had an overactive imagination and was always living a whole separate life in my mind. Also, I hyperfixate on things as a way of escaping, writing helped me focus on whatever the latest hyperfixation was/is.

How long have you been writing: Since I was about 14 but didn’t post anything until I was about 17.

What do you do when you are not writing i.e. Job/Hobbies etc? I work for an imaging company (video security cameras for your home). I do sales, marketing, logistics, customer support, orders, web design, I do a bit of everything basically. Hobbies; binging movies/tv shows, reading, writing, walking.

How long have you been in the SPN Fandom? Since day 1. Was it 2005/2006? I missed a couple of episodes at the start of season 10 and didn’t catch up until last year.

Are you in any other fandoms and do you write for them? Marvel is my obsession and I write for Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Erik Stevens. I have a few fics for other Fandoms on my AO3, Wattpad, and FFNet. Chicago Fire/PD, The Fast & The Furious, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Teen Wolf, That 70s Show.

Do you do any writing outside of fanfiction? If so, tell us about it? Unfortunately, I don’t have any original ideas so no.

Favorite published author: No particular authors, I just like the stories I like. But if I had to name a few Dean Koontz, James Frey, Jobie Hughes, Suzanne Collins, Stephen King.

Have you ever read a book that made an impact on your life? Which one and why?: IT scared the sh*t out of me if that counts lol. Hunger Games had a big impact on me and my heart aches every time I think of Katniss. I had a very close friend at the time it was released and I was reading it. She was more like a sister to me and out of the blue she decided to cut me out of her life without explanation, so I felt like Katniss when she lost Prim. I also have a Mockingjay tattoo.

Favorite genre of fanfic (smut, angst, fluff, crack, rpf, etc): Angst, without a doubt, give me all the angst, followed by tooth rotting fluff.

Favorite piece of your own writing: Perfectly Broken but it’s a Marvel fic. So for SPN The Secrets We Keep mini series co-written with @slytherkins.

Most underrated fic you have written: (Not So) Temporary.

Story of yours that you’d most like to see turned into a movie/tv show: The Secrets We Keep as to me it feels like it could be canon.

Favorite Tumblr Writer(s): I’m going forget someone I just know it... @slytherkins, @pinknerdpanda, @cockslut-padalecki, @firefly-in-darkness, @manawhaat, @crispychrissy, @idreamofplaid, @amanda-teaches, @negans-lucille-tblr, @kittenofdoomage, @girl-next-door-writes,

Favorite Fic from another writer: this is easy… Cabin Fever by @slytherkins

Favorite character to write: Sam Winchester

Favorite Pairing to write: Sam Winchester x OFC

Least favorite character to write (and why): Castiel, I just don’t think I’d be able to do him justice.

Do you have anyone you consider a mentor? @slytherkins - I seriously don’t give Tara enough credit for her beta-ing. But she’s so much more than a beta, she 100% makes me a better writer, and she has taught me so much.

Do you have any aspirations involving your writing? Finish the 3 main WIP’s that I have.

How many work-in-progress stories do you have: 6 that have actual words in the documents and not just ideas jotted down.

What are you currently working on? I have a chaptered fic for Sam Winchester that is being beta’d but still needs an ending, and a few Marvel ones.

“Pond Diving” - All About The Writing

What/who has had the biggest influence on your writing? Music is my main inspiration

Best writing advice you've been given: Write what you would want to read.

Biggest obstacle you’ve faced in your writing: Writer's block and endings. I always seem to have the beginning and middle of my stories figured out but struggle with endings and wrapping things up.

What aspects of writing do you find difficult when you write fanfiction? Keeping the characters true to canon.

Is there anything you want to write but are afraid to (and why): I have a few dark ideas but I’ve never written a dark fic before. Also, smut, I’ve written it but I avoid it whenever I can. I just hate the “he did, she did” of it all. But there’s no other way to write it I guess.

What inspires/motivates you to write: My motivation seems to come when I’m busy at work and should be doing other things haha. I take my inspiration from whatever I can; music, movies, prompts etc.

How do you deal with self-doubt: I embrace it, let it consume me for a while, and then write and post anyway.

How do you deal with writer's block: Pray it goes away. Ask friends to help flush out some ideas, anything I can try I’m willing to try.

Do you plan/outline your story before you start: Not really, I tend to start with one idea/scene, I write that, and then the story kind of evolves around it. If I plan too much I end up getting stuck or writing myself into a corner I can’t get myself out of.

Do you have any weird writing habits: Even though I use music as inspiration I can only really write in total silence.

Have you ever received hateful comments on your fic and how do you deal with it? I’ve been lucky enough to only have ever received 1 hateful comment on a Dean fic about him not being in character. I ignored it and deleted the ask.

Conversely: what’s been some of your favorite feedback on your fanfic? Honestly, any feedback I get is amazing, from a comment and reblog to a simple like. Just knowing someone took time out of their day to read my ramblings is amazing.

If you could give one piece of advice to a new and/or struggling writer, what would it be? Write, hate it, love it, hate it some more, fall in love with it again, doubt it, whatever you feel about it just write it! It may have been done before but no one has done it like YOU!

#pond diving #spnfanficpond

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sisilafami · 3 years

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2020

Rap:

Lil Uzi Vert - Eternal Atake Playboi Carti - Whole Lotta Red Polo G - The Goat Los and Nutty - Panagnl4e Vol. 2 Preservation - Eastern Medicine, Western Illness Sada Baby - Skuba Sada 2 (Deluxe) Medhane - Cold Water $ilkMoney - Attack Of The Future... / G.T.F.O.M.D Akai Solo - Eleventh Wind Roc Marciano - Mt. Marci Chief Keef - Ferrari Musik Rio Da Yung Og - City On My Back Armand Hammer - Shrines Max_B - Charly Tony Shhnow & 10kdunkin - Rp's & Plan B's Shawny Binladen - Merry Wickmas Babyface Ray - For You Tae Dawg - Ooze God / Dawgprint 2 Lil Baby - My Turn (Deluxe) TisaKorean - Wasteland Lil Uzi Vert - Luv vs The World 2 R.A.P. Ferreira - Purple Moonlight Pages Ka - Descendants of Cain 03 Greedo - Load It Up Vol. 01 TyFontaine - 1800 / Virtual World Moor Mother & billy woods - BRASS Boldy James - The Price Of Tea In China (Deluxe) Mad Moon - Mad Space Smino - She already decided mixtape G Herbo - PTSD B Side WTM Scoob - A Beautiful Drug / Don't Be Proud / I Went to Plu2o Young Nudy - Anyways KanKan - B4 AMGs & SRTs Drakeo the Ruler - We Know the Truth (Deluxe) Tree - The Blue Tape Yak Gotti - Gotti Outta Here KrispyLife Kidd & Ysr Gramz - Kid N Play CeeFineAss - Welcome to My City H31R - ve·loc·i·ty Baby Smoove - Hardwood Classic Lucki - Almost There Bandgang Lonnie Bands & Bandgang Javar - The Scamily Damedot - Mafia Lord (Chapter I)

Hm:

18veno – R4z / Pablo 21 Savage - Savage Mode II Akai Solo - Ride Alone, Fly Together / Like Hajime Autumn! - Ils Verront / Solitary DaBoii - Tour Vibes Dopeboy Ra - Mobstyle Duwap Kaine - Bad Kid From The 4 Flo Milli – Ho, why is you here Goonew - Big64 2 Hook - I Love You 2, Hook Key Glock - Yellow Tape Lil Durk - Just Cause Y'all Waited 2 (Deluxe) Lil Keed - Trapped On Cleveland 3 (Deluxe part) Lil Shane Krush - 5000 Degrees in the Field Los - Carlos \ G Shit Vol. 1 Master Holy - A Holy Journal Megan Thee Stallion - Good News MIKE - weight of the world NLE Choppa - Top Choppa PG RA - God's Gift Rod Wave - Pray 4 Love (Deluxe) Rylo Rodriguez - G.I.H.F Rx Papi - The Real Dominic Toretto/ Mood Sada Baby - Bartier Bounty 2 Spotemgottem - Final Destination Starlito – Paternity Leave Su'lan - Baby Glock Gang WB Nutty – TWYH (That's What Ya Heard) Yhung T.O. x DaBoii - Demon and Mufasa YN Jay - Coochie Land (Deluxe)

R&B:

amaarae - The Angel You Don't Know Brent Faiyaz - Fuck The World Teyana Taylor - The Album Liv.E - Couldn't Wait to Tell You... Brandy - B7 Kehlani - It Was Good Until It Wasn't keiyaA - Forever, Ya Girl

Amplify20 (info @ amplify2020.blogspot.com) :

Michael Pisaro-Liu - Tai Pi Bryan Eubanks - Qualia-Cosmos English - Democracy Keith Rowe - an assemblage - construct for 45 voices / GF SUC TARAB - 41 containers Vanessa Rossetto - perhaps at some time you have acted in a play- even if it was when you were a child Bonnie Jones - An Hour is a Sea Joe Foster - Since I Don't Know When Michael Rosenstein - Outer Cape Sojourn Lionel Marchetti - L'ignorance Kevin Drumm - Q Manja Ristić - Out Of Thin Air Benedict Drew - Music for crawling inside a costume Marc Baron - Elle a traversé deux fois la même rivière Shira Legmann - The Ganges Heather Frasch - The sound of objects helps me remember Zhu Wenbo - Open Reinier van Houdt - friction sleep maze (22 april 2020) / horizon without traveler (22 may 2020) Moniek Darge - Quarantine Butterfly Ivan Palacký - Sanctuary

Contemporary:

Choi Joonyong & Jin Sangtae - Hole In My Head Olli Aarni - Mustikoita ja kissankelloja Linda Catlin Smith - Meadow Naomi Pinnock - Lines and Spaces Dominique Lemaître - De l’espace trouver la fin et le milieu Manuel Pessôa de Lima - Realejo Sarah Hughes - I love this city and its outlying lands Philip Sulidae - Tupik Paolo Coteni - Nel Corso Del Tempo Lil Jurg Frey Live 5-2-2020 / Live 5-14-2020 Delphine Dora - L'inattingible Greg Stuart - Colluvium Du Yun - A Cockroach's Tarantella Clara Ianotta - Earthing Timothy McCormack - Karst Lucy Liyou - Welfare YIN YUE- An Amateur Compilation

Digital Beats:

DJ Diaki - Balani fou DJ MC - DA LEGENDARY HIT FACTORY Equiknoxx - Equiknoxx Music in 2020 Gooooose & DJ Scotch Egg - jac DJ Lycox - Kizas do Ly NÍDIA - Badjuda Sukulbembe FELIX - Oito ou Oitenta

Nice forms:

Elysia Crampton - ORCORARA 2010 Joanne Robertson - Painting Stupid Girls Lorenzo Senni - Scacco Matto Beatrice Dillon - Workaround Dylan Henner - The Invention of the Human Brannten Schnure - Ei, wir tun dir nichts zuleide! Space Afrika - hybtwibt Autechre - PLUS James Ferraro - Neurogeist Mohammad Reza Mortazavi & Burnt Friedman - Yek 2 Mark Fell & Will Guthrie - Infoldings Merula - Sleep Eiko Ishibashi - Hyakki Yagyō Various - Kulør 006 Employee - Hold Music Vol. 1

Techno / House?:

Serwed - Serwed II 33EMYBW - Arthropods Terrence Dixon - Galactic Halo Actress - 88 / Karma & Desire Nkisi - Initiation Speaker Music - Black Nationalist Sonic Weaponry Lord of the Isles - Whities 029

Jazz?:

Moor Mother - Circuit City Nick Malkin - A Typical Night in the Pit Lemon Quartet - Crestless Moor Mother and Olof Melander - ANTHOLOGIA 01 Jon Hassell - Seeing Through Sound (Pentimento Volume Two) Moor Mother - Clepsydra

Pop?:

Charli XCX - How i'm feeling now LISACHRIS - uchushimin meat computer - virtual house arrest FROMTHEHEART - things happen- it's ok! EM Records - S.D.S -零- (Subscription Double Suicide -Zero-)

New Old:

Foul Play - Origins Roland Kayn - Requiem Pour Patrice Lumumba George Lewis - Rainbow Family Henning Christiansen - Op.201 L´Essere Umano Erravando La Voca Errabando Adult Fantasies - Towers of Silence Notchnoi Prospekt - Курорты Кавказа (Health Resorts of the Caucasus) Charles Curtis - Performances & Recordings 1998-2018

#2020

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impala67-aka-baby · 2 years

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Tune In & Night Out

Word Count: 1.4K

Pairing: Steven Grant x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: None. Just None. This is pure fluff with a dash of friends to lovers.

A/N: This is only my second fanfic so it might not be that good but yes I poured my heart and soul into it. This is very self indulgent so you have been warned. Also a special thank you to @mandoworryan and @samantha-thewinchester for beta reading this.

It was a late Friday night, and you had just gotten home after work. You decided to make a short trip to the public library. You had borrowed a few James Frey books and it was already past their return dates. You were searching for another book to keep you occupied for the weekend before leaving when you saw someone– Steven actually.

You remembered the day you first saw him. It was during your freshman year. He was sitting quietly under the cool shade of a tree and reading "Galatea" by Madeline Miller. There was something about him that intrigued you. Something that instantly pulled you to him. Your curiosity made you start a conversation with him.

You'll never understand why he remained by your side despite the trouble you caused him. One time you pranked a senior with water balloons and got chased around the campus. Unlike you, he didn't think it was funny but he didn't run away when the Dean punished you either. He complained a lot for that though.

Steven would never admit it but he found a little joy in your shenanigans. As you were thinking of "your glory days" where you'd never leave each other's side you felt a smile creep on your face. You were glad that your friendship wasn't damaged after college.

It was good to see him here, sitting in the music room with a guitar. A guitar..? You didn't know that he played. Your best friend plays the guitar and you never knew? You racked your brains but could not remember a single instance of him playing in college. He must have started playing only recently then….

You thought to yourself that he must have wanted to practice alone if he came here at this hour … He didn't tell you about this anyways and you do not want to invade his privacy. That's not what good friends do.

A part of you wanted to go back home and not bother him. But another part of you wanted something else entirely. It wanted to stay and listen to his beautiful voice and admire him. That's when you remembered something. A certain conversation about him which made you firm in the decision of staying.

You stood outside and watched as he sang along to the song "The Strays" by Sleeping with Sirens. His big frame was hunched and eyes were closed as his fingers plucked the strings in quick and swift motions. His voice seemed peaceful, pure and innocent. You watched as he played and sang the different notes, some very clumsily but with feelings.

He soon finished playing and started gathering his things together. He hummed a tune under his breath. Loud enough for you to admire it but not loud enough for you to identify the melody. He seemed to be sure that nobody would be here at this hour. Quickly proven wrong when he turned around, and saw someone outside.

And not just anyone.. you…

As soon as he saw you, his cheeks turned bright red. His cheeks seemed to do that a lot around you lately. You leaned against the doorway and smirked at him unbothered that your presence was known to him now.

"Uh, s-sorry (y/n). I was just leaving." He mumbled, clutching his bag as he tried to get away from you.

"Leaving so soon?" You asked, catching him by the shoulders as he tried to leave the room.

"I-I have to…" he trailed off, unable to think of an excuse.

"Stay."

"Why?"

"Because I want you to. You have a beautiful voice, Steven."

He blushed even harder and nodded his head. He sat down at one of the desks and set his bag down.

"So what are you doing in here?" He asked, glancing at you.

"Well, I came to return some books, but now I think I'll sing along to a few songs." You smiled wide.

"O- Okay." He said, playing with his hands.

"What are you doing in here so late?" I asked, pulling a piece of paper with music noted on it out of his binder.

"Just practicing a few songs."

"Oh, what can you play?"

"I know Born to Be Wild by Steppenwolf ."

"Damn, can we do that?" You grinned, your eyes shining bright.

"Uh, yeah sure…"

He got his guitar ready and strummed it a few times, then grabbed the music out of his binder. He set up the stand and set the music on it, playing the song with ease. You seemed impressed, smiling as you listened to him play.

"You're good." You said.

"T-Thanks." He said, blushing and fixing his gaze on the ground.

"You're welcome" you said before starting to sing. You knew the lyrics by heart. So, you sang the lyrics perfectly as Steven played the music, smiling as his fingers played the song flawlessly. He was full of surprises. You hadn't even known that Steven played the guitar, and you had known him for years now.

Once the song finished, he smiled over at you. And you smiled too.

"I didn't know you were such a good singer."

" I didn't know you played guitar."

"Well, I guess you learn something new everyday." He said, smiling slightly as he stood up.

"Yeah, I guess you do." You said, also standing up. You walked towards him.

"W-What are you doing ?"stevenI asked nervously, backing up.

You just smirked at him. You gave him a wink. He backed up further until he hit a wall, widening his eyes. You gave him a devilish smirk and leaned in. You pressed your lips together. It was obvious that he hadn't done this in a while, but you didn't pull away.

You led the kiss since he didn't really know what to do, considering he had always had a crush on you. It took him a minute to realize that this was indeed happening. A kiss with his favorite person in the world. You pulled away after a few seconds, smiling slightly.

"I like you. A lot." You said.

"Well that's kinda obvious now." He said, rolling his eyes playfully with a slight grin on his face.

"Your friend called me the other day… told me that you really liked me." You said.

Steven mentally screamed "Bloody hell Marc! That's why I don't like telling you anything. You just go ahead and tell people who I have a crush on. I'd get you for this later." But for now, all he could think about was that he was alone with you.

"So uh, how long have you liked me for?" You asked, rubbing the back of your neck awkwardly.

"I think since about that stunt you pulled in freshman year." He said with a smile.

"Really?" You chuckled.

"Yeah."

"I've liked you since sophomore, I just didn't have the courage to tell you." You laughed.

"Wow, I guess I'm a bit oblivious huh" He said, meeting your eyes.

Then you both realized how close you really were. Steven leaned in and so did you, and your lips met once again. It was a small and delicate kiss, but it was nice.

"So are we like, a thing now?" He asked once we had pulled away from each other.

"Well, let me do it the right way." You said, taking his hand in yours.

He watched you carefully. Intrigued by your actions.

"Steven, would you please do me the honor by becoming my boyfriend?" You grinned.

"Of course" he said, smiling as you stood back up.

You both took the time to cherish the moment while looking at each other like two lovestruck teenagers experiencing love for the first time.

You bit your lips to hide a smile and asked, "Wanna head over to mine?"

"Sure." He nodded his head and grabbed his things. He picked up the guitar and put it in it's case. You walked out together.

"We should play songs together sometime." He said as the two of you walked hand in hand.

"And why's that? I'm not that good." You said, blushing slightly.

"You are good, you're a good singer and I'm good at guitar." He said. "I think we make a good pair"

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