kunikida plushie quite literally the reason yesterday wasn't the worst day of my life LMAO

hii happy 2024 <3

i know i’ve been mia for quite a while, i’ve been focusing on The Real World tm and i’m Tired.

ive been lurking and reading all the new fics though and I loved them so much!! absolutely dreading vince and wendy’s future. (him being soo happy with both his families is so heartbreaking, that choice must be tearing him up i know it). also jonah and lucas are soooo very siblings, i love them 🥰

and ooh i lowkey love that kit is a bad guy, even though i was hc-ing him different? I would love to know more about veronica! luke seems to revere her, but jonah wasn’t that impressed iirc? would love to know what happened there. also love that jonah is mad on luke’s behalf, we love the brotherly-ness of it all hehe

btw, apparently making 3d apartments is very time consuming, so i’ll send them to you when I can do them justice!🍄

ohh yeah and I totally understand the writing hot people thing. but!! your characters are insanely hot . jaw-droppingly so. my bisexual brain breaks every time i think of them.so if you wanted to write that more, i’d be the first person in queue to read them 🍄

Hi 🍄! I'm sorry holiday season is kicking your ass babe, I hope 2024 treats you better and you get to Rest ™.

Oh man, the Vince dilemma has been eating me up, I cannot make up my mind on the outcome. (Spoilers: i keep bouncing between Vin leaving for good, Wen/Vin breakup with him back in Maine anyway, no Wen/Vin breakup but Rough ROUGH patch)

About Veronica, Luke's view is that he never really got to be near his mom. She was caring when she was home, but more often than not she was out at work and when she did fall sick, suddenly he got to spend a whole year with her and, while obviously taking care of someone terminally ill brought him a lot of trauma, it also made them bond like crazy, hence why he really reveres her image and misses her loads.

Jonah's POV though is that Veronica was a workaholic parent who was rarely home, better than Kit but not by much, and that she only conveniently started giving a crap about Luke once she was put in bed rest and needed a family member to take care of her. He doesn't forgive her for allowing her 17yo son to burden the sole responsibility for her well being, when that should've been on her husband.

The truth, of course, lies somewhere between these two takes.

And don't stress yourself about the apartments! Send them whenever, if you can, its totally fine if you cant.

how're you today? it's your anon from before :) do you do emoji anons? i'll sign off with 🌼 so you know it's me! i'm happy you enjoyed our chat. i know a lot of people are on here to flirt but i wasn't built for that 😆

i'm not too horny today. i did want to ask if you have any topics that are off limits so i know not to ask about them! i don't really have any hard kinks (besides the blood thing ig, haha) so you don't need to worry about that from me. btw i confirm i'm 21+

you mentioned another blog- i'm not asking you to reveal it 🤐 but what i DO wanna know is if anyone who knows you on there knows about this one?? 👀 would you be embarrassed if they knew? i'm far too self conscious to ever connect my nsft blog to my regular one 😅 as far as i know, no one knows i'm on nsft tumblr. the secrecy is kinda fun. but it makes me nervous that i'll be careless and mess up.

-🌼

Ahhh!! I'm sorry I took so long on this ask!! I was so busy this week and so tired 😅

1. Yes of course you can be 🌼 anon!! That's such a pretty emoji ^^

2. I was not built for flirting either XDD I'm open to trying, though (👀 any dilfs, milfs, or women my age reading this?? Particularly milfs? 😅 ^^)

3. Uhhh, off limits stuff... incest? I know that's kind of a big thing on this site and every time I run into it I dry up like the sahara desert. Mommy/Daddy play is fine but when you're a c t u a l l y thinking of siblings, an aunt, or whatever?? No thanks. Also misogyny. No I don't wanna be a man's plaything. Also paedophilia, scat, racism, homophobia... etc. Other then I'm pretty chill I think.

4. Thank you for the confirmation ^^

5. Noooo no one from there knows about this XD I mean, I think I've mentioned I h a v e a porn blog (i'm very pro masturbation. Why not? Makes you happy, relieves stress, etc), but I'd never give the user ^^

6. I completely get being nervous you'll mess up 😅😅😅 Whenever I go reblog a whole buncha things at once I always have to go check that they ended up in the correct blog 😅

911 6x04 😍

spoilers ahead

what the hell, the wind just picked the tree back up? that was wild, had no idea this is a thing hahaha

damn Eddie looks so fucking good 🥵 it's been the first five minutes and already I'm just like... damn 🥵😂 I am in love with this man 😂😂

loving Buck trying to get out of his comfort zone or whatever, couldn't be me 😂😂

also, Buckley siblings hanging out!!! need more of that 😂

"the wrong kind of mayo" Chris you're speaking my language 😂 sometimes you just can't get whatever's on sale Eddie 🙄 "you get what you pay for" so true 😂😂😂

"healthy one too. balanced" seriously, is this kid me or what 😂😂😂

oh no, what happened 😳 well, I'm happy to get more Chris and Eddie 😂😂😂

Bobby's back!! "maybe I can call them" omg he's such a dad 😂

YAS Hen needs a break! (Athena needs one too tbh, and I hope they're still gonna go on their trip soon lol)

I get you, Hen, I don't know how to do nothing either 😂 I don't wanna be left alone with just my thoughts, I need some distraction always 😂😂😂

so Hen says no and Buck says yes - I'm so excited for his plotline btw 😂

is this Stella from the Jonas Brothers show on Disney Channel 😂 that was my first thought sns hahaha

no, they're not about to ask what I think they are right - oh of course they did😳😂😂 it's kind of a weird question to just ask so bluntly the first time you see each other in years 😂

for a minute there I forgot Hen was supposed to have time off and didn't even notice she wasn't in uniform lol

btw I just love Eddie's haircut this season 😍🔥

oh shit he drove off with Chim 😳😳 and he's fucking drunk 😳 I'm scared lol

I'm sorry, the bicycle song caught me off guard and I'm laughing now 😂😂😂

oh thank fuck he stopped before hitting Buck, I think I stopped breathing for a minute there 😂😂😂

I'm so happy Chim and Buck are okay, they've already been through too much, don't hurt them anytime soon pls 😂😂😂

Christopher's growing up - oh, I can't wait to see Eddie deal with a moody teenager 😂😂 also, I just love that Eddie's talking to his dad - that whole convo was great, the dad was so right

I'm trying to think whether Buck is gonna say yes or no, but I literally can see it go both ways, I can't read him right now 😂

I always get so stressed when there's some random people who are gonna have some kind of emergency, and there are children involved - like, pls don't hurt the kid 😂😂

oh shit this is so horrible and I feel so scared for the kid 😭 shit is mom hurt 😭

oh thank fuck the girl is fine - what about the mom tho, tell me pls 😂😂

yaaaaas, Lizzo! the soundtrack this season is so good tbh 😂😂

"doing nothing is giving me more anxiety than trying to do everything" ain't that a mood lmao

I love that Buck is talking to Hen about this, I love their dynamic 😂 day-drinking and deep conversations, hell yeah 👌

I still don't know which way this is gonna go for Buck tbh

THANK YOU Noah for telling me the girl's mom is okay, I got invested in that short subplot😂😂😂

oh my god I can't believe for a second I forgot about Doug - Maddie's been through all that, it was probably so hard for her on that call😭😭

I know there's an overdose or whatever, but can we take a moment to appreciate Eddie looking so hot and cool in those sunglasses 🥵 oh my god I think I'm spending 90% of Eddie's screen time just thirsting over him 😂😂

a dog?? i knew there was gonna be a dog bc I accidentally saw a tiktok from 911 but never would I think an OD would include a dog lmao

this is such a ridiculous scene i love it so much 😂😂

Hen's drunk and still able to do math in her head and know what to do - she's fucking amazing 😂😂

Eddie is such a good dad, I'm just... God i love him 😂😂 also, love how he and Chris started to communicate on the issue it's so important to talk to your children about stuff (tho I know that sometimes it can be so difficult)

and now I'm crying because Maddie 😭😭😭 I love that resolution to the story 😢

wait, is this still the same day? did Hen come to talk to the professor while still intoxicated? 😂 I hope not lol

YAS HEN!! I'm so happy she got a second chance, she deserves it so much ❤️

oh my god Bobby kept the dog?? 😂 I mean, it's fitting, at least it won't be "an empty nest" 😂😂

BUCK SAID YES??? wow. I really saw it go either way, but it still surprised me 😂😂

well, now I'm excited to see how his story progresses from here

so, I loved the episode and it flew by - Eddie got more screen time and I'm not complaining because I could just look at him doing whatever the whole time and I wouldn't be bored 👀😂😂 - Buck's story was surprising but I'm invested, I can't wait to see how it develops - and Hen can retake the exam!!! I'm so happy for her haha

twst with a yuu that is so rich, it's disrespectful. like they're the youngest child of a girlboss mom who built a company similar to wayne enterprises with her own two hands and the baby sibling of two older brothers who take care of everything concerning the company when their mom retires so yuu just has to sit back, relax, manage accounting and get spoiled by everyone else in the family.

when they get to nrc they have 7 black cards and force crowley to exchange it from (insert country currency) to the currency of twisted wonderland and yuu renovated ramsackle with the money because no way in hell are they living in that dump.

yuu also got into an argument with riddle with the whole "mom says!" thing because yuu is also a mama's boy/girl/whatever and they're mom says going against these rules are FINE and actually their mom is more successful than HIS MOM so their mom MUST be right.

rich!yuu isn't a brat, i swear they've just been born and raised to be formal and refined their whole life and got whiplash when riddle insulted them because no one has ever told them that before. but yuu is a logical person, they know riddle has never heard of their family and much of a big deal they were in their world so they argue with him a bit and end things there.

they also got super confused on why leona wanted to be king so bad because though they aren't royalty themselves, yuu sees managing a company the same as ruling a kingdom (have to make sure the subjects are ok and that the financial situation's all good) and they've seen the stress their oldest brother's been through it's rough as hell.

since they're the youngest and therefore the spectator to the older siblings' burdens they give a word of advice to leona after the whole overblot thing (he laughed in their face btw). also rich!yuu is the first to detect azul's bullshit because they got that businessman mindset too, they know what's up. went to file a complaint to crowley when they got kicked out of their own basically-house and though they were allowed to sleep in ramshackle, yuu didn't say anything to anyone and went to sleep in savanaclaw to annoy leona anyway. (so petty lol)

when ch3 was over they tricked azul into giving them co-ownership of monstro lounge and gave it upgrades to draw in more customers. fem!rich!yuu would be it's poster girl and do fanservice for fun and m!rich!yuu would do the same while giving more than half the school their queer awakening. gn!rich!yuu is just hot and continues to be hot and a threat to vil to get on vil's nerves.

like aside from advancing from monstro lounge's poster person to nrc's poster person to wrangle up them BIG BUCKS. became the most popular and highest paid streamer in twst's version of twitch in a couple of months for them dollar bills because they're godly at marketing. probably contributed to vil's overblot unknowingly because the jealousy he feels for neige is accompanied by the fear that this rich pretty person from basically nowhere is coming for his spot and he feels suffocated.

man probably plotted murder on yuu too but yuu didn't figure it out until they realised vil was planning to oof neige. apologised for their contribution to overblots taking vil out on a spa date and buying him clothes and cosmetics of his liking because their love language is gift living and acts of service.

GOJO SATORU || pain in the ass

request: gojo and reader are special grades and their parents want them to get married so they could make a strong generation for their family (she doesnt like this and she thinks it's stupid). in the first meeting, they went together to exorcise some curses in mountain (their family asked them to do it together so they can get along), she ignored him bc she thinks he is kind of asshole but gojo keeps teasing her (he thinks her reaction is cute and she looks hot and actually he likes her and thinks getting married with her doesnt sound so bad).

could you make it jsjjdks i keep imagining this in my head and i think it's cute if the reader started to catch feelings too...... btw your writings are amazing i really love them and thank you!!

note: AHAHAHA I LOVE THIS! I am so happy most of us agree that Gojo, as hot as he is, can be an asshole. But this one is v fluffy, and very cute! I tried to cut down on not making it too long cause not going to lie, I always love reading tropes like this! the “annoying-ass-to-kinda-cute’” sort of trope, and I love it cx but here you go babes! I definitely enjoyed writing something like this.

pronouns: she/her

“Y/N, guess what?”

Y/N’s chopsticks came to a stop as she closes her eyes, taking a deep breath to brace herself before slowly bringing her eyes away from the meal before them; meeting her mother’s eyes head on. “What is it, Mother?” She asks the older woman hesitantly, unsure of how to respond when she saw the familiar glint in her eyes - immediately telling her that she was not going to like where the conversation was heading. “Remember how we talked about being in the main family? How, as the oldest child, you need to set an example for your siblings?”

“..yes?” Y/N’s voice was uncertain, which made her mother frown but she didn’t comment any further on it. “Well, your father and I met up with a family recently, who has a son around your age.” The older woman said just as an annoyed sigh was heard, the woman narrowing her eyes at her daughter who sets her chopsticks down quite loudly. “Mother, how many times have I told you that I don’t like this whole arranged marriage scheme you and Father have come up with.”

Before her mother can give her a response, her husband reaches over to grab her hand in his, giving her a soft look before he clears his throat loudly. “Everyone, would you give us a moment?” He asked as he glances over at the rest of his kids, who all gave their oldest sister a concerned glance before they started to make their way out of the room; their mother closing the door after them. Not without giving her husband another look, one that Y/N caught and had her blood boil a little in annoyance.

Once the shoji doors of the dining room were slid shut the older man lets out a soft sigh before he made his way towards his oldest, taking up the zabuton that his son had left empty by her side. Quietly he reaches out to take her hand in his, his rougher hands incasing her own ones that were roughen up by years of combat training; but there was still a certain softness and feminine touch to them. “Princess - you know your mother and I just want to look out for you.” He started off with a tired sigh, to which the younger woman just gave her father a look. “I know you don’t see marriage as a viable route. But you have to remember, not only are you a Special Grade sorcerer, you also come from a strong clan like ours.”

“Yes, yes, I know - but what does my marriage status have to do with this?” Y/N stresses with a frown as she looks over at her father once more. “You and I both know that the elders can be very old schooled. I mean - who still insist on marrying every of age person of as soon as possible?” She ranted with pure annoyance lacing her voice, the older man just listening to her complains with a soft smile. He can’t get upset at her - he himself went on a rant when he was first told of his own engagement during his teen years. “I know it’s sudden and against your wish, but can you entertain your old man once? One meeting, that is all I ask of you.”

At first his words was met with silence, but he just waited for her to slowly but surely give in. Which she did after a few more moments. “...just once.” She said with a tired sigh, causing the older man to chuckle before he leans over to kiss her on the head softly. “But if I don’t like him, I am never going to let you forget about this.” She stated simply as she looks over at her elderly father, who just smiles softly in return. “I am sure you’re going to enjoy his presence. He’s of your age, and a Special Grade sorcerer too. I am sure you two are going to get along just fine.”

“I am going to murder his dumbass.”

To say Y/N was upset would be an understatement - there were clear waves of annoyance just radiating off the sorcerer. Today was the day she was supposed to meet with her ‘fiancé’ for the first time, and he was not giving her the best first impression. Not only is he half an hour late, he didn’t send anyone to give her a heads up either. So now she was just standing there, tapping her foot impatiently as she glanced at her watch once more. 

They were supposed to meet at the gates of a mountain temple to exorcise some curses that had started to appear around the temple. Hence why she stood by a traditional torii gate, her mood souring with each passing second. She glanced over at the monks who care for the temple and bow at them apologetically, to which they just gave her reassuring smiles and bow back softly as well. “I do apologies for my companion. Seems he still lacks the ability to read a clock.”

“How rude. And here I thought that you’d be excited to meet your future fiancé.” A teasing voice came from behind her, causing her to turn her narrowed eyes back to finally get a look at her fiancé - only to have her eyes widen when she realised just how tall the man was. She gave him a once over, noting his handsome features and white haired style upwards; and how his eyes were covered by a blindfold. He sported a soft grin which he thought might have tell her how apologetic he was, but it just causes her to get more irritated. “I do apologise for making you wait. I had a run in with some pesky curses along the way.”

For some reason Y/N did not believe his words, but she just rolled her eyes before she turned and made her way towards the torii gate, walking on the side like she was taught to do. Quietly she started to climb the stone steps up to the temple, not even caring if the man was following behind her. But she can tell from the footsteps that followed behind her, and soon he opened his mouth once more. “What? No introduction?”

“L/N Y/N.” She stated simply, her hand resting on the beautifully carved katana that rest on her hip as she started to glance about the wooded area; trying to see if she can sense any Curses near by. “Nice to meet you, Y/N-chan. My name is Goto Satoru.” The white haired shaman greeted back with a grin, to which the woman just lets out a soft hum, not necessarily paying attention to what he had just said. But Goto wasn’t deterred, walking a few steps behind her as he watches her walk before him. “You’re the oldest heir of the L/N clan?” 

“Unfortunately.” The woman replied back in annoyance, to which the taller male raises an eyebrow at her response. He can tell that in that sense, they can definitely relate - they were both heirs to clans who are so backwards thinking that they think that they need to find ‘the best matches’ for all of their available heirs. 

If he was being honest, Gojo had no intention of coming to arrange meeting. He wanted to blow it off with some lame excuse, or just flip off his elders when they ask. But something told him that he should just come for the sake of seeing which miserable soul was forced into the same position he was in. And if he was being honest, he doesn’t regret coming to the meeting that much anymore. “By the way, do you consider this to be our first date?”

“If it is, I can definitely say my low standards for the day just reached the floor.” She grumbled before she paused just underneath another torii gate, looking up at the Curse that was wrapped around one of the sides like a giant snake; hissing at them loudly. “How rude.” Gojo replied back with a pout, standing back and watching the woman unsheathes her katana, how she imbed her own Cursed Energy onto the blade; raising a curious brow at just how strong her Cursed Energy was.

Weirdly enough, he finds her not only interesting, but extremely hot. Who wouldn’t find a strong woman hot?

He watches her in silence as she sliced the air before her, the Curse letting out a loud cry of main as it was sliced up into pieces by invisible blades. But the woman didn’t cast the withering Curse another glance as she pushes forward. “Come on, let’s get this over with.” She sighs as she rest her katana over her shoulder, looking back at the man with an unamused look. Gojo instead grins before he follows behind the woman now getting more interested than he was before. “You know, I think you and I are going to get along well.”

“What a pain in the ass.” Was her only answer, causing his grin to widen as he hums to himself whilst following behind the clearly fuming woman. Yeah, he definitely doesn’t regret his decision to come now.

It wasn’t the first time the both of them were forced to cross paths with one another.

With all that said and done, both Gojo and Y/N were definitely quite the duo. Both of them are Special Grades, and both of them work together almost flawlessly. Even though Gojo is considered ‘the strongest’, Y/N is the more polished and definitely more refined sorcerer; since she had taken her early training. Because of this they balance each other out quite nicely, making them quite the formidable duo. Due to this, they are scent to many missions together, forcing them to spend a lot of time with each other.

Y/N’s first impression on Gojo is that he doesn’t necessarily care about anyone or anything. Yet Y/N can tell that he cares for all of his students with his entire being, and is always willing to go the extra mile to make sure that they get to experience their youth to the fullest extent. Besides that, he’s also someone who can try and make light no matter the situation. Even Y/N can admit that his snarky comments and sarcastic responses has made her let out a laugh or two.

It wasn’t just that - it was also how, even though they were forced into a union together unwillingly, he tries to make the most out of it. Not only does he show her around Tokyo, since she’s from a town in Kyoto Province - he also made it his own mission to show her all the fun restaurants and dessert cafes all over the city that he himself visits. He also goes out of his way to make sure that her elders are not bothering her too much about when the wedding is going to be. Gojo can tell that Y/N’s elders are pushing for this more than his are, so he did visit her clan’s home a few times to make sure that they weren’t pressuring her about marriage.

Along the way he has met her parents and her siblings, somehow managing to fit into her family unit in a short about of time. Whether it’s playing video games with her younger sister, or rough housing with her younger brother, even bonding with your parents over tea - there was no denying that he somehow manages to get along with everyone. It did make her heart flutter a little, since finding a man who is not only an ease to be around, but also makes the effort to get to know your parents is a rare gem to find. 

On days when they are both free, he would appear and drag her out of her home, begging for her to bring him around her hometown and to the Kyoto School for a visit. For the most part though, he just goes to the Kyoto branch so he can annoy  Utahime, who will turn to you with the most annoyed scowl on her face. “Out of all the men on this planet, you had to choose the white haired menace?” The woman would ask her junior with an unamused scowl, to which Y/N would just apologise wordlessly with a soft one of her own.

If she was being honest, she had no idea that the man she once found annoying become attractive; and was definitely not even sure when she started to fall for him. But she remembers the day when she realised that there was definitely something more she felt for him - it was family game night. Gojo, who had visited Kyoto to handle something, had dropped by with some takeout to share with your family. After a nice dinner, which was filled with laughter, Y/N sat down on the engawa of her family home; smiling softly at the sight of Gojo playing with her younger siblings.

Just the sight of the three of them bonding together, laughing and running around the courtyard that cause a warm feeling to travel through her entire person; a wider and much more sincere smile tugging against her lips. It was when a pair of crystalline blue eyes that seemed to almost glow in the night turn to face her, half hidden behind darkly tinted sunglasses as the owner grinned over at her with such child like happiness that it hit her like a truck.

“Holy shit, I’ve fallen for him.” She whispered quietly to herself as she continues to watch the oblivious trio before her, her cheeks warming the longer she watches him laugh and play with her siblings. If her past her sees her now, she might not be too proud at how they had decided to go against her number one rule - and that was not to fall for the man. 

Now she is never going to hear the end of this any time soon.

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Just one chance (Diego Hargreeves x Fem! Reader)

A/N: I'm really excited because a lot of people liked Diego's previous one-shot so ... here's another one. it has nothing to do with the other, I hope you like it, thank you soooo much for reading. <3 - Val

And btw, Thank you very much for the 300 followers, REQUESTS ARE OPEN ONCE AGAIN !!   Check the post we made for the celebration.

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Diego walks through the corridors of the house. He sighs, taking courage, and knocks on the door. When it opens, his sister Vanya is at the other side.

“Hey, Diego,” She says with a smile.

"I need your help, it’s urgent," He answers nervously. She frowns and lets him walk into her room.

"What's up?" Diego sits on the bed and plays with his hands. "I've never seen you so nervous…”

"Nervous? Me? Please,” He scoffs.

"What? You’re in trouble?" Vanya stands in front of him and crosses her arms.

"Something like that," he finally says.

Vanya knows what her brother does at night. Using his skill with knives and the arduous training everyone had in their childhood, Diego takes it upon himself to aid helpless people.

"Do you need me to call the police?"

"No, not that kind of problem,” he says wiping his hands on his pants.

“Okay, I don't mean to sound rude, but you're not giving useful information. So maybe you better ask someone else for help?”

"No!" Vanya startles, pulling away a bit. "Shit, I'm sorry– I didn't want to scare you, just that- uh, I-" He growls. “You're the only one who can help me, Vanya.”

The relationship she has with her brothers is somewhat complicated. With Diego, she’s sure that she’s not Diego's first choice when he needs help, so this is confusing.

"What's going on?" She sits next to him on the bed.

"I'm not good at these things,” He answers through gritted teeth. "But I’m desperate, this’ll be my last try,” Vanya raises her eyebrows. “I have problems with... girls?"

Both of them are silent for a few seconds.

"Since when? How come only I can help you?"

"Oh come on, you're the only one with a stable relationship!”

She can't help a little smile.

"Sissy is not my girlfriend.”

"But you haven't ruined it yet, you're the one that has lasted the longest out of all.”

Maybe that's true.

"And Allison? She’s still with Raymond.”

Diego makes a face and scratches the back of his neck.

"She wouldn't help me for this.”

“Why?" Vanya now understands the big problem. “Oh… Are you sure you want to try?"

"You already regret wanting to help me?"

“No, it's just that- well… are we talking about Y/N? Allison's best friend?” She asks.

They met Y/N when they were twelve years old and since then she and Allison have been inseparable, actually, they all like her and over time she’s gained the trust of the Hargreeves.

"But doesn't she hate you?"

Diego nods, feeling hopeless. It’s true that for his last -perhaps only- opportunity, he needs Vanya's help and her attitude is not helping at all, or at least that’s what he thinks.

Vanya grins and Diego looks at her in disbelief.

"I'm not laughing at you, idiot,” She smiles. "I thought you’d already given up with her.”

"I guess I can still attempt something, but this is my last try,” He says.

From the moment Diego saw Y/N, he thought she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever seen in his life, but every time he tried to talk to her the girl would walk away or try to avoid him, so the only solution a 12-year-old could think of was to tease her; from pulling her hair, making fun, throwing knives at her -without hurting her- and as they grew older insults were added. In a way, Diego's plan worked, Y/N noticed him more, but it was only to yell at him. All this caused Diego's feelings for her to grow faster. He explained it to Vanya and she laughed again.

“So, all those bruises, yelling and insults were because you like her?” She says.

"Hey, I was just a kid!” He defends. "Now's different and I really want to do things right."

His sister is surprised, this is not a game, Diego’s asking her for help to conquer a girl and Vanya thinks it can work.

"I just want to add, I always believed you’d be a good couple.”

Diego's eyes light up.

“You'll help me?"

“That's right, brother. But you have to follow my lead…”

"I promise. Thank you, Sis! " he hugs Vanya very tightly making her squeal.

Later the doorbell rings, Allison's voice sounds soon after.

"Oh, that's right,” says Vanya with a smile, looking at her brother. “Y/N'll have dinner with us.”

Diego's breath hitches and his muscles tense.

"Oh.”

"First lesson, Diego."

***

After a few hours, they are whispering in the main hall, Diego’s about to panic as Vanya tries to reassure him.

"What am I supposed to do?"

"First, breathe,” she says. “It’s only dinner, relax. You can start with compliments, maybe of what she’s wearing, things like that.”

"Ok, ok, I can do that,” answers Diego.

“Well, let's go.”

Vanya takes his hand and they both enter the dining room, the other members are already waiting. Luther is the first, and on his left side are Allison, Y/N and then Ben, opposite to Luther is Klaus, then Five. Vanya tells Diego to sit across from Y/N and she sits at the end of the table.

Diego feels his legs shaking when he sees the girl for whom he’s trying his best not to scream. She’s laughing at something Allison said, the boy can't help but smile when he sees her happy. He sits down and waits patiently for dinner.

For a few minutes he only allows himself to admire her without saying anything, everything that Vanya said to him disappeared and he can't help but think how great it’d be the reason why she laughs, to take her hand under the table, whisper in her ear and kiss her cheek…

But his fantasies are interrupted by Vanya, who clears her throat to get their attention. While Luther helps his mother serve food, the others talk different things.

"It's good to see you again, Y/N,” says Vanya looking at the girl and she smiles at her.

“Same here, Vanya. How’s Sissy?"

"She’s fine, actually, we've thought about going to see a movie, any recommendations?"

Vanya could remember that Allison's best friend wanted to see a movie, and she had no one to go see it with, because none of her friends liked it, but she knew a certain man that would be willing to go without problems. The girl's eyes lit up, but then she grimaced.

"Oh yeah, they released a good one, but I'm not sure you’ll like it.”

"Are you still crying about it?" Says Five entering the conversation. Y/N looks at him offended.

"Shut up, I thought you’d be my salvation, but I only suffered from your betrayal!”

"That rhymed!" Klaus claps and Five rolls his eyes.

“None of your siblings want to go, but if you do, can I go with you? I don't mind being third wheeling…”

That's Diego's chance, but he doesn't say anything, so Vanya lightly kicks his leg.

"I could go with you!”

Everyone at the table looks at him in surprise and Vanya just wants to hit him again. Apparently yelling wasn’t part of Diego's plan. Y/N raises both eyebrows and huffs.

“Yes, right. I don't want you to be throwing popcorn at me during the whole movie, Diego. And surely you’d be talking all the time,” She rolls her eyes and Diego lowers his head. He knows the reason why she thinks that. It wouldn't be the first time that a movie went wrong because of their arguments.

Ben could notice how uncomfortable his brother is, so he decides to change the subject and now everyone forgets what happened. Vanya leans over to talk to Diego.

"What the hell was that?"

"I don't know, your help was useless!”

“You have to slow down, Diego. Baby steps, come on, give her a compliment!”

"Yes, okay,” He says nodding and they both turn to her.

Diego takes the time to think through his next move. Everyone has finished eating. When Diego leaves the dishes in the kitchen, he returns to the table and sees Y/N alone, perhaps waiting for her friend, so he approaches a little and notices her outfit.

He clears his throat to get her attention and smiles, hiding all the anxiety he feels.

"Hey, that blouse suits you very well, it matches your eyes,” While Diego expects a positive response, he receives the opposite.

"If that's your way to check out my breasts, let me tell you it's a pathetic attempt.”

Diego straightens up.

"No, no, no, no, n-o is not what I- uh, I didn't mean to," He stutters and behind him comes a laugh.

"My pathetic brother,” says Allison reaching her friend's side. Y/N huffs and they both leave the house.

Diego is startled when he feels a hand on his shoulder.

"Ok, that went wrong,” says Vanya. "Maybe you can offer to take her home?" She tries.

 “She'll probably think I'm going to kidnap her," he says with a grimace.

***

The next day Diego and Vanya talk for hours about all the possibilities in which his comments can go. After last night, Diego can't take any risks.

"Hey, it's not my fault that your favorite hobby was teasing her."

"I know! I know I was an idiot, but I didn't think this was going to happen,” He says.

"Now we can only hope for a miracle."

Diego complains again and hides his face with a pillow.

"Vanya, have you seen my skirt?" Klaus says entering the room. "Trouble in paradise, Dieguito?"

Diego restrains himself from throwing a knife at his brother.

"No, Klaus, I haven't seen it, are you going out?"

"Oui, mademoiselle. Y/N and Allison invited me to a party- Oh! There it is…”

Klaus grabs the skirt from the floor and leaves the room and as soon as the door closes, Diego sits on the bed and takes off his pillow. Both siblings share a hopeful look.

***

“Now, tell me how the hell am I going to be able to talk to her if she's with an idiot,” says Diego speaking louder so that Vanya could hear him above the music.

"As soon as she’s alone, you must go at it,” she answers.

These days have been stressful for the boy, he cannot believe his bad luck and he’s not used to this. Normally he has no problems with girls, he’s dated and even had a serious relationship with Patch, why is it so difficult with Y/N?

Hours pass and it comes to the moment when Diego is left alone on the balcony of the host's house, cursing every happy couple that passes by, and snorting every time he sees Klaus with a different drink. But everything changes when he hears a voice complaining near the balcony.

The boy walks away from the railing and toward the doors, only to find Y/N yelling at the boy she was with earlier. Diego doesn’t know what is happening, but he can get an idea of ​​how it will end, especially when he sees that the boy takes Y/N by the neck and forces her to kiss him. Anger runs through the boy's body and he's about to go and hit the jerk, but halfway he stops totally shocked.

Y/N steps away from the idiot and punches him hard on his nose, causing him to fall to the ground and scream covering his face with his hand. Everyone around him reaches out to help and see what happens. The girl takes advantage of the opportunity, runs out of the scene, straight to the balcony passing Diego without noticing him.

The boy follows her, he can see that she’s holding her wrist and complaining, so he runs around the house and gets a bag with ice as if they were chasing him, he returns just as fast.

“Hey,” He catches her attention and she looks up with teary eyes.

"Diego, please, not now," She says in a tired voice.

"I brought you ice, for your hand,” He says quickly.

She looks at him and nods raising her injured hand. Diego gently takes it and puts the ice on it. He tries to ignore the chill that runs through his body at feeling her soft hand.

"Does it hurt too much?" he asks trying to distract her.

"I've never hit someone before," She says with a grimace. Diego smiles sideways, he can't help but be proud.

"Maybe I could teach you one day, I'm an expert in punching and receiving every day…” He says without much thought and she laughs slightly.

"I've only seen you fight with your brothers, but something tells me that you are not lying," She adds with amusement.

"It was a great blow, surely he deserved it.”

"Some people don't know what ‘No’ means" She sighs.

"I think it’s clear to him now.”

"I didn't know you liked parties," She replies, looking at him.

"Today I had a good reason to like them,” He shrugs.

"A girl?" When he nods she laughs again. "I think it's the longest conversation we've had without insulting each other…”

Diego laughs too.

"In my defense, I've tried to have a civil conversation with you for a couple of days, but you weren't helping much,” She frowns.

"I know you well, Diego. You always try to make fun of me.”

His smile disappears.

“I don't want to do it anymore, Y/N,” His serious face confuses her.

"What are you talking about?"

Before Diego could answer, Allison reaches his side and checks on her friend, pushing her brother away. Y/N assures her that she's fine, mentioning Diego's help, but Allison doesn't care.

"I'm glad but– uh, we have a problem.”

"I'm not in the mood to have another one,” complains the girl.

“Ray’s car just broke and we have to go with some friend of his, I have to take Klaus before we lose him and Vanya and Sissy left already, so... there's no place for you,” says Allison with a grimace, “Sorry.”

Y/N complains taking the ice from Diego's hands.

"Are you serious?"

"I'm sorry, really, Ray said that he offered his place for you, but you know he lives far away…”

Y/N doesn't live very far, but she can't go alone in the dark and Diego knows that.

“I'll take you home,” He offers.

“Diego…” starts Allison, but he cuts her off.

“It's not a game, I promise. Come on, I can't let her walk alone, I can watch over her,” He puffs out his chest.

"Okay, but if something else happens, I won't hesitate in saying the magic words to you, brother,” threatens Allison. The boy stirs uncomfortably knowing very well what the magic words are.

Both friends say goodbye and Allison returns to the party. It doesn't take long for her, her boyfriend, and brother to leave.

"Do you want to go?" Diego asks shyly and she nods.

***

The two of them walk slowly towards Y/N's house in a slightly awkward silence. She keeps holding her wrist.

"What did you mean before?" she asks suddenly.

"What?"

"When we were on the balcony, you said you didn't want to make fun of me anymore.”

Diego fortunately remembers Vanya's advices: ‘Don't be too hasty’, ‘Tell her how you feel when you get the chance’, ‘Don't scare her’, ‘Be honest’, ‘No, you can't just kiss her and then run away’.

He shakes his head and keeps walking.

“Sorry for being an idiot all these years. You may not believe me, but I want to try to fix things with you.”

"How?"

"Good question,” He replies with a grimace. “I don't know, these days I've tried to be nice to you, but you think I'm still playing– I don't blame you!” He raises his hands. “You have many reasons, but– I just want to say that…” He sighs. “I don't want to continue with that.”

She frowns in confusion, but also wants to know more.

"Why do you suddenly want to do it?"

"It's not something spontaneous, I- uh…” He fidgets. "Since I've known you, I wanted to be your friend and I thought you were beautiful and all,” He says with honesty. "But you always did your best to ignore me, so I did all those things to get your attention.”

Confession takes weight off his shoulders. Y/N stays silent, thinking about Diego's words. Without realizing it, they both arrive at her house. The girl steps forward a bit, but Diego takes her free hand and draws her.

"Listen, I know it's a lot to think about and you might not believe me, but I really want to be with you."

She knows that he’s not lying, Diego had never dared to talk to her like that, but there’s still something that prevents her from trusting him.

"What are you really asking me, Diego?"

He thinks about it and smiles sideways.

“I’m asking for an opportunity. Just one, you won't regret it.”

Y/N laughs at his confident demeanor, then he gets a little closer, looks directly into her eyes and puts a lock behind her ear with gentl e fingers.

"When we were kids,” She says, taking a step back. "I used to walk away from you because I thought you were cute, I liked you, but when you wanted to talk… I’d get nervous and run away,” She admits. "Then you started teasing me so I thought you hated me and eventually I gave up,” She shrugs.

Diego can't believe what he's hearing and feels stupider. He could’ve had the girl of his dreams much sooner if only things weren't wrong. They’re both silent, she waits for an answer but Diego continues to panic. Finally she sighs again.

"One chance, Hargreeves.” She points out and Diego's eyes lit up.

"Only one,” He says avoiding the urge to jump for joy. She shakes her head, but smiling sweetly.

Y/N goes up the stairs of her house and before opening the door she turns back to find Diego doing a very strange dance. As soon as he notices her look, he stops and smiles innocently.

"Good night, angel," He says, smirking.

"Good night, Diego.”

Would you like a second part?

Hey, I just came up with a whole ass adventuring party (by definition. They are a party and going on a adventure.) And I really wanna talk about them and I figured you'd be good to infodump to! If you don't wanna post this that's fine, I just wanna talk :)!

I apologize this was supposed to be shorter I got carried away.

O ka y! So. A human girl named Arlen and her friend Kelly/Kell who is an asshole but in a "I'm So Tired Take Me Home I Wanna Go Home Can You Shut Up So I Can Nap" way. So these two are at some old place, and find a magic artifact, idk where and how they got it just yet but whatever. Kell goes "What the fuck is that?" And then a portal opens and they go "Oh. No, absolutely not. Do not make me. I'm not doing it." And then Arlen goes :D and pushes them in, following quickly.

So Arlen shows up at a little cottage deep in the woods, a short pretty witch lives there, named Adore, whos the sweetest thing, and immediately goes "Omg! You're awake! Tell me all about yourself while I make you a three course meal!! :D" and Alren goes ":D!!!!!! Okay!!!!" and spills her whole story.

Meanwhile Kell shows up at a small house carved into the side of a mountain, inhabited by an immortal scholar/writer named Duncan, and a punk vampire named Amira. (Period appropriate clothing is an illusion when you never specify what period you're in ;]) Duncan is basically this high strung, stressed out of his mind, tall lanky guy, while Amira is a short lady with the physique you'd expect of a vampire, slim but still obviously strong. So basically Kell goes "Oh Shit." And Duncan goes "Oh For Fucks Sake-!" And Amira goes ":0! New Person! You Look Tasty."

And then finally after Kell and Arlen telling their alternative companions about each other and needing to get home and find one another, they each spend awhile looking around the woods for each other, eventually Arlen and Adore stumble upon a little pathetic campsite, and out of a tent climbs the head of the royal guard Ross *incoherent mumble of a last name*

Immediately Adore is head over heels as Ross exclaims that she was banished from the castle grounds and the kingdom as a whole for murdering one of her higher ups, when they tried to murder her first. So yknow unjust. Basically Ross is a butch lesbian with serious guilt over killing a man and is trying to grip with the fact that her entire life is ruined because she was legit born into the knight force or whatever, and is grappling with all this baggage as Adore goes "Hehe Buff Lady Prettyyy ♡♡♡♡"

And so eventually they all find each other and they go on this long quest to figure out how to get these two humans home. Oh yeah uh Ross is an elf btw, and Adore is physically embedded with her magic so literally none of them are human except the two newcomers.

I haven't decided if I want them all to be the same age, or if I want Arlen and Kell to be like 17 or 18 while the others are like 23 or 24 and have them be like older sibling or parental figures to these two kids that just happened to stumble here.

Uh anyway that's it thank u for listening ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ I apologize for it getting so long

no need to apologize I enjoyed reading this! they all sound really cool and interesting, plus the idea is fun! :)

JC love month 2020

Day 26-Domesticity

Slowly opening his eyes, the sunlight sneaking between the curtains, rolled a bit on the bed getting tangled up in the sheets and then he stretched. Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and then he finally got up, lazily making his way to the kitchen from where a delicious sweet smell came from, he put his hands around his boyfriend waist and stick to his body, still feeling sleepy

—Good Morning— Wanyin greeted after a yawn escaped from his mouth

—Mn Morning— Wangji saluted back continuing his job of making pancakes

It wasn’t until Lan Zhan finished the pancakes that Wanyin finally started to move but refusing to release him from his embrace. Once he settled the table, Wangji mildly removed his boyfriend’s hands and guided him to sit in his chair before going to his.

They eat in silence, the Lan out of an old habit and the Jiang still trying to not fall asleep. After the breakfast ended, Wanyin felt more energized, his intense coffee made his job, he definitely wasn’t a morning person but today he was way tired than usual. Yesterday he made his brother a favor and took care of A-Yuan while Wuxian made a quick trip for the day due to his job. It wouldn’t have been a problem since the kid, unlike his father, knew how to behave, the problem was when his brother-in-law asked him to take care of the living tornado he had as a son, Lan Jingyi, since he was coming home late from the hospital and the babysitter wasn’t able to go. He loved them so much, he really did, but sometimes it was so hard to accomplish the task of making the little Lan boy to stay calm, and even if the other looked calmer, he still got some things from his father and with such an energetic and chaotic kid as Lan Jingyi, well, lets say it wasn´t the best combination.

He was currently working from his place since his office was being remodeled, his boyfriend was working at the hospital with his brother, so he wasn’t home to help him with the kids, but it was fine, Jiang Cheng was an expert at doing various things at once, so he worked while taking care of the seven and six year olds, even tho he succeeded, he ended up dead, he had to stay up until like 2 a.m.  finishing his presentation for the next week meeting, both parents and his boyfriend arrived really late too.

Lan Zhan knew how tired and stressed Wanyin was so he wanted to make sure that his significant other had a nice and relaxing day off. He prepared a delicious breakfast and a warm bubble bath, and for the afternoon he prepared some murder and mystery movies he knew Cheng liked or wanted to see.

They were near the climax of the movie when Jiang Cheng’s phone started to ring, it was his Shijie

—A-Jie, how are you?—

—Hello A-Cheng, sorry to bother you but I wanted to ask you a favor—

—No worries Jie. What can I help you with?—  

  —Well today’s my anniversary with A-Xuan but the person that was supposed to take care of A-Ling is sick and wouldn’t be able to come— Yanli’s voice sounded a bit embarrassed, she knew her brother would gladly do it, after all, he really loved and adored his nephew, but she still felt bad for bothering him and his brother-in-law in their free day —a-niang and a-die are outside the country and Zixuan told me his parents were really busy— ‘and honestly I don’t want to leave my little peony with them’ she wanted to add, ‘Yeah... of course, busy’ Jiang Cheng was about to discuss —So I wanted to ask if you could take care of him?—

—No problem A-Jie. When are you going to be here?—

—Like in half an hour if you don’t mind—

—At all, see you then A-Jie—

—See you ChengCheng, and thanks again— she said before hanging up

—Hey babe, A-Jie and Zixuan will come along to leave A-Ling here— the younger man said even if he knew Lan Zhan deduced it already

—Mn— he said, then a small and almost imperceptible smirk appeared on his face before saying playfully  —ChengCheng—

Wanyin abruptly turned his head to face his lover at the embarrassing nickname that his siblings used, checks and neck of a beautiful scarlet  —Shut up!— it was all Wei Ying´s fault for “inventing” that dumb sobriquet, Wanyin blamed him for his shame

Yanli and her family arrived at 6 p.m. both adults wearing fancy clothes and a five years old holding her mother’s hand, when the little boy saw his uncle his eyes shined in mirth and he ran up to him

—JiuJiu— the named opened his arms to catch his nephew in time

—A-Ling, I´ve missed you so much— Jiang Cheng hugged him softly

—But JiuJiu we saw each other last week— the boy complained

The latter put a funny indignant face before exclaiming  —That a lot of time for this old man!— drama was Wanyin’s second name, the only one capable of wining him for the most dramatic person wasn’t his brother, unlike everyone though, but it was his boyfriend

—But JiuJiu is not old!—

—Well, I see you guys will have a good time, so we’ll be leaving now— Yanli spoke amused by the uncle-nephew interaction —Thank you again, A-Cheng—

 —No problem A-Jie, have fun you two— he got close to the couple to allow Jin Ling to say good bye to his parents  —Treat her good— Wanyin whispered when he got close to Jin Zixuan, the latter only nodded before putting an arm in his wife’s waist and walking off

—And then the teacher said we’ll be doing the work in pairs— Jin Ling was now sited on Jiang Cheng’s lap, telling him about the solar system mockup after his JiuJiu asked him how he was doing in school

—Really? And you did yours with.... let me guess—

—With Zizhen!— the boy said merrily, remembering his best friend —He went to my house and we had a sleepover!—

—I knew it— Wanyin whispered to himself  —How did it go?—

—You would have seen it JiuJiu, it looked really cool! the teacher said it was the best of all of them and gave us a golden star!— he let out a snicker at the cute sight of a five old Jin Ling with a proud and joyful expression ‘he remembers me of his father’, he patted softly his head

—Good job A-Ling— the toddler eyes sparkled like stars and a contagious cute big smile appeared in his face making his uncle grin too, he really loved his little nephew

In the kitchen Lan Zhan was preparing more popcorns, they had to change the movies genre to something more suitable for Ling’s age and now they were watching ‘Moana’, he didn’t care tho, none of them would say it out loud but it was one of his and Wanyin’s favorite movies. When he finished, he took the tray with snacks, two teas and a chocolate milk for the child, leaving it on the living table, he took a seat next to his boyfriend, putting his right arm across his shoulders puling him close, Jiang Cheng accommodated the blanket to cover the boy on top of him and his boyfriend correctly.

The movie started, the hot tea in his hands and the familiar ambient making him feel relaxed, it was so quiet and calm, this was the best free day he could have asked for, when his eyes started to close by their own he placed the cup back in the table to make sure he won´t spill anything by accident. It was in half of the movie when the youngest of them all started to bop his head, falling in Morphea’s arms too.

Lan Zhan gently placed his Cheng’s head in his lap, giving him a small peek in his forehead, carefully to make sure neither of them would wake up, he grabbed A-Ling and lay him down in his left side, putting his head on top of him too, then grabbed another blanket to coat the child and finally lifted Wanyin’s legs to the couch.

He smiled in that way where his eyes shined and his aura betrayed how happy he was (or well not as much but close, because nothing would describe how much happiness and joy he felt), each hand placed in one head massaging them with delicately patience and love, he didn’t asked for anything more than this, it was perfect, his heart beat with glee. Being with his loved ones, his family, it was the best gift he could receive and this was definitely his best free day and one of his favorites in general, he didn’t used to sleep at this hour but the tired of not sleeping at time and the warmth of the place plus the relaxed faces of the people on his lap, sleeping so comfortable, seeming so relaxed and tiny (they looked so cute Lan Zhan thought, his ears now red for his own shameless) made him want to rest too, so he closed his eyes and his breath quickly became softer and slower, the movie ended at the same time Lan Zhan fell asleep.

Yes, it was the best day off they could have asked for.

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I wanted to write some fluff after the angst I wrote yesterday for day 25 and I didn’t finished even tho I tried lol, so I tried to make it today uwu (I’ll update it either way, late or not jsjs)  

I’m not 100% satisficed with the result but ñe, I wanted to write soft ZhanCheng so I did :D (I was between zc or zcx tbh jiji)

Hope you guys like it and please note that english isn’t my first language so please forgive any mistakes unu (I had to use the translator a lot also to find some synonyms and not be so repetitive lmao)

Oh and btw I only used one prompt as you could tell 😔👌🤭

Not In Kansas Anymore

Heyooo! So a bit ago, I had a little convo with @spiderversetweets and then I decided to make a fic based off of it, because I'm hella cringey. This might be bad, but whatev. This is the refined version, it's also posted on Wattpad and some of the writting is different.

Wattpad link:

Characters: Helena/MindFang (oc), Virgil/SpiderGale, Roman/Royal Slinger, Patton/LoveBite, Logan/Arachne, Thomas/Rainbow Weaver, MJ (oc)

Summary: MindFang gets stick in a certain spidey boy's room, and is ultimately stuck in his dimension as well. How will she get home?

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MindFang opened her eyes and groaned. What the hell had just happened? One minute she was swinging through Laurence and the next she was zipping down a tube of big time acid trips only to wake up in pain and...in a dark purple room? She sat up and looked around. There were band posters, black clothing items scattered about, and black out curtains. "What kinda emo lives here?" She mused to herself. "Where are we?" Asked the tiny voice of Rosie as she scuttled up MindFang's arm. "I have no clue." MindFang responded. She pulled down the hood of her cloak and took off her mask. A confused look came over her round, freckled face. She pulled out her phone and opened Twitter.

'MFangOfficial: Ok y'all, don't panic (I'm already doing enough of that), but I'm suddenly in someone's room. It's dark and really purple, but I have no idea how I got here.'

With that, she posted it. She signed and scrolled around until she started getting blown up with notifications. 'OMG, you ok?' 'Sis, you need us Topekans to rescue you this time?' '@MFangOfficial idk why, but mood.' She smiled and replied to any and all of them. One in particular grabbed her attention. 'SpiderGaleOfficial: Don't touch anything, I'm on my way.' She stared for a moment at the response. SpiderGale? Was that..a YouTuber? Or was she not alone? 

'MFangOfficial:@SpiderGaleOfficial I give you my word. I like your spider though. Also, thanks.'

 MindFang thought a moment. Could there really be someone else with abilities like hers? Well, outside her family that is. She watched as Rosie climbed up the leg of the table with a spider tank resting on it. The rose-knee curiously peered through the glass. The spider on the other side scuttled up to her.

'SpiderGaleOfficial: He's a chill little dude.'

 MindFang glanced back up at the spiders with a smile as they began to chatter at each other.

'MFangOfficial: Indeed he is. I kinda wanna hold him, but I promised. He's a tarantula right?'

 She sat down on the floor. Holding up her mask she rubbed a thumb over it in thought. MindFang pulled the mask back on. She didn't know if this person was actually a superhero. They could be some Average Joe. The last thing she needed was some civilian finding out her identity. That would only add on to the stress today had brought her.

'SpiderGaleOfficial: Yes, he is. If he lets you hold him go ahead.'

 MindFang smiled brightly under her mask. She gently lowered her hand into the tank and offered it. The tarantula inside came closer. He hesitated before gingerly walking onto her hand. He happily chirped at her a greeting as she held him up. Rosie jumped onto her and made her way to her new buddy.

'MFangOfficial: You're a real pal. Oh he's so sweet.'

"Who are you texting, Helena?" The tiny voice of Rosie asked. Helena looked up from her phone. "The owner of your new friend." She told her. "Ask them for his name." Rosie said glancing back to the other tarantula. Helena cocked a brow. "Can't you ask him?" Rosie giggled at her. "Yes, and I already did, but you may as well make conversation." She said with a playful smirk in her voice. Helena sighed.

'What's his name btw?'

'SpiderGaleOfficial: I'll tell you when I get there.'

'MFangOfficial: 👌'

 Helena eyed her spider companion. "You're a little shit, ya know." She said. "Don't forget it." Rosie laughed. Helena chuckled a bit herself. She felt a tingling sensation in the back of her head. "His name is JD." Came a new voice.

 The masked girl turned around to see a boy in a purple and white onesie climbing in through the window. Helena's eyes widened as his did as well. The rest of the world seemed to tune out as an aura of purple and dark grey with bolts of bright lightning seemed to surround him. "..you're just like me." They spoke in unison. Helena went over and began to circle him. "That can't be right. I thought it was just me and my siblings. Is that hoodie built in?" She stopped in front of him, "God I love your suit." SpiderGale chuckled. He extended his hand and she shook it. Helena took off her mask once more. "By the way, I'm Helena." She told him, a smile settling onto to her freckled cheeks. The boy removed his own mask and shook out his purple hair. "Virgil." Helena couldn't help but chuckle. "Nice to see we have similar taste in hairstyles." She said, pointing out their heads being shaved on the same side, hers being wavy and auburn while his was straight and naturally dark with the longer part dyed. 

 Virgil took his turn to pace around her. Studying her. The two tarantulas on her shoulders, one of them being JD,  the silver lining on her suit and cloak, the cool color scheme, the thigh-high Nightvale purple boots. "How did you get in here?" He asked. Helena ran a hand through her half a head of hair. "Well, that's the thing. I'm not entirely sure. I was sucked into some colorful tunnel and then woke up in here. That probably makes me sound like a crackhead though." Virgil stopped in front of her. "It sounds like you need to go home."

  "So you said you can clearly communicate with spiders?" Talyn asked Helena as they examined her. "Uh, yeah." Helena watched them. Joan stood back and took notes. "Interesting." Talyn mused. Virgil cleared his throat, gaining everyone's attention. "I think you're getting a little off topic." He said, raising a brow. "Oh, right. Sorry, it's just so fascinating is all." Talyn apologized, stepping away from Helena. They went over to join Joan and began quickly muttering to them.

 Virgil stepped over to Helena. "Sorry about that, they tend to get sidetracked when something tickles their curiosity." He explained. "It's fine, I guess. I just didn't think my powers were all that interesting or whatever." She shrugged. 

"Well, they are when my friends and I can only partially make out what they say."

"There's more than one of you??"

"Yeah. What, are you the only one where you come from?"

"Well, no. My sister got bit as well and my brother made something called a symbiote."

Virgil raised his eyebrows. "Huh, we have someone with a symbiote here too." Helena looked down at the floor. "What the fuck." She whispered. 

 Joan and Talyn came back over to them. "Ok, after talking it over we think we can get you home. Although, it may take a while to make the machinery needed." Joan told Helena. "How long would 'a while' be?" She asked. "About five weeks if we can get Logan to help. Interdimensional transport isn't exactly common or anything." Talyn explained. Helena felt her stomach drop. Five weeks? Oh God, what was she supposed to tell her parents? Could she even contact them? Tears began to sting her eyes. She turned around and walked a few paces away. No. God no. Not here. Not now. 

 "Helena, you ok?" She heard Virgil's voice ask. "YeAH." She replied. Damn it, that voice crack would give her away. Hesitantly, Virgil placed a hand on her shoulder. "Hey, look at me." Despite every red flag her brain was sending her about letting him see her like this, she faced him. "Breath with me. In for three, hold for four, out for seven." He instructed as he demonstrated for her. After a few rounds of this, Helena had seemed to calm down. "Better?" He asked. She nodded. "Better"

 Helena had been taken and introduced to Virgil's friends; Logan, Roman, Patton, and Thomas, who seemed more like a tired dad than a friend. Patton flopped down next to her on Thomas' couch. "So, if you're stuck here for five weeks, where are you going to stay?" He asked her. Helena's face fell. "Oh, uh, I hadn't really thought of that." Helena admitted. "And what are you going to wear? Don't get me wrong, I love your suit, but that can't be all you have, is it?" Roman added. "...My civilian clothes are back home." She mumbled. The boys all looked at each other before leaning in and quietly discussing the situation. Helena tuned them out and began to fret all over again. Where was she going to stay? Perhaps she could just bum around town and live like the homeless for the next few weeks? Did they have a homeless shelter perhaps?

 The boys stopped talking and turned back to Helena. "Well, I guess you could stay with me for now." Thomas offered. The girl was taken aback. "Oh no, I don't wanna be a bother!" She argued. Thomas shook his head. "You wouldn't. It's not like these guys don't frequently come and go from here." He insisted. Helena was about to debate the offer all over again when the door opened.

 A red-haired man walked in and over to Thomas. He slipped his arms around the other's shoulders. "Hey, guys." He greeted with a smile. "Hey, MJ." The boys replied in unison. The man, known as MJ, spotted Helena. The girl was caught off guard and ended up making eye contact. She nervously waved. "Who's this?" MJ asked, standing up straight. "This is Helena. She's a long ways from home." Thomas explained. 

"How far?"

"A whole other world far."

"Yikes."

"Yeah. I was just telling her that she could stay here with us until Joan and Talyn finish their transporter." 

MJ's eyes shined as he looked back up at Helena. "I think that's a great idea." Helena mentally sighed. It seemed there was no way of getting out of this.

 Living with Thomas and MJ turned out to be pretty nice. Thankfully she was able to give her parents an excuse for her absence. Since she had been at the library, last they knew, she had gotten some of her friends to agree to be her scapegoat. As far as her parents were concerned, she was spending the next few weeks at with the Loockes. Through her experience there, she had come to know the rest of the boys pretty well. Roman had insisted on taking her out shopping so she could look her best. Thanks to him, she had practically an entirely new wardrobe. Patton had shown her how to bake practically every kind of cookie. When Logan wasn't helping Joan and Talyn, she'd let him ramble about whatever topic he wished. She thought the number of things he knew was fascinating. Virgil was a lot like her in some ways. They often sat around sending memes to each other and discussing horror movies. By the end of it, they had all become good friends. The time did come, however, for Helena to go home.

 She had been sitting on the couch drawing with Roman and talking about cartoons they watched as kids when Logan came into the room. "Helena, it's finished." He informed her. She stared back at him in wonder and blinked a few times. "It is?" Logan nodded. She looked down at her sketchpad. "I honestly thought I'd be a little more excited to go home." She said with a half-hearted chuckle. Roman reached over and patted her back.. "We'll miss you too." A sad smile rested on his face. He understood what she meant.

 Helena went to pack what belongings she had. While folding and putting away all the clothes Roman had picked out for her, the door to the room burst open. Before she could fully process the outburst a pair of arms were hrown thrownaround her. "I can't believe it's over already!" Wailed the voice of Patton. Helena smiled when she realized who it was that attack-hugged her. She returned the hug, getting a bit misty-eyed. "I know. I'm gonna miss you,, Pat." She said softly. "Ok Patton, give her some space." Virgil laughed from his leaning position in the doorway. Patton pulled back with a slight whine and glossy eyes. "How did you guys know I was leaving right now?" Helena asked them. Roman stepped in. "I may have texted them." He admitted. 

 Logan came into the room as well. "Helena, could I see your phone?" The girl complied and handed it over to him. He took off the back and slid what looked like some kind of SD card into it. He popped the back on again and handed it back to her. "When you activate that, it should allow you to keep your contact with us." He explained. Helena smiled so warmly. "Thank you, Logan." Virgil punched him in the arm. "You softie." He teased. 

 Eventually, Helena had been all packed up, even between all the chatter. She had said her final goodbyes and received an especially long hug from Patton and MJ at the same time. With one more round of goodbyes, she was transported back home in a flash of bright white. 

 After she had come back inside and spun a tale of what she had 'been up to with the Loockes, she went down to her room and flopped onto her bed. Her phone buzzed as Rosie crawled out of her pocket. Helena pulled out the device. 5 messages from SpiderGang. A smile crept over her face as she tapped on the chat bubble.

PattonCake: Hi Helena!

Sir-Sings-A-Lot: With one more round of goodbyes, she was transported back home in a flash of blindingly bright white.

 When she opened her eyes, she was standing on the corner of her block. Looks like those two had a pretty precise aim. She walked up to the front door of her home and knocked. Once her parents had finished interrogating her about what she and the Loockes had been up to, she escaped downstairs to her room. Flopping onto her bed, she felt her phone buzz. Rosie crawled out of her jacket pocket as she pulled the device out. 5 messages from Spider Gang. A smile crept onto her face as she tapped the chat bubble.

PattonCake: Hi Helena!

Sir-Sing-A-Lot: @Bi-Stander Greetings!

Pocket-Protector: If the chip is functioning, salutations.

Dark-And-Stormy-Night: Yo

Could-Be-Gayer: Hey, kiddo

Tears of joy began to sting her eyes as she read over the messages.

Bi-Stander: Hey guys

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And that's all she (I) wrote! This is set in the world of the spiderverse au made by the lovely @sugarglider9603 and @ask-spiderverse-virgil . If you guys read this, I hope you like it!

Survey #176

rape tw

Do you like to have croutons in your salad? Noooonononono. It's a texture thing. Which do you find more irritating - sunburn or bug bites? Sunburn. How many friends do you have on Facebook? Like... 116? How many contacts do you have in your phone? 16. Do you carry any means of protection on you while out in public? No, but I wanna get pepper spray. Would you ever pick up a hitchhiker? No, I'm too paranoid of strangers. Do you know anyone who does cocaine? Not to my knowledge. What is something that most people wouldn’t know about you from simply looking at you? I used to be a super in-shape 117 lb. queen that even then felt slightly fat. :') What’s a quality that your sister has that you absolutely can’t stand? One has a serious temper, the other's... well I dunno. I don't see my older sis enough. Have you ever been to a bachelor or bachelorette party? No. Something you would NEVER buy? Uhhh the first thing that came to my head are snakes that aren't directly from breeders. Both snakes I bought from PetSmart were sick, so. No thanks. Could you wait until marriage for sex? Yeah. Have you ever dated a smoker? If not, would you? No, deal breaker for me. Do you share a middle name with any of your siblings? Yes, Nicole. Do you think your first love still loves you? No, but the feeling's mutual so np. Are you a money saver or spender? I've never had a consistent source of income, but when I do get some from gifts or photography, I've actually proven to be great at saving it for whatever my target is. Hopefully I stay that way when I do have a job. Has a member of the opposite sex ever seen you naked? Yes. Have you ever had to sell something for a school fundraiser? Yup. If you have any piercings, who did them? Claire's did my earlobes, then various people from Garry's Skin Grafix and mostly New Addiction did my piercings. Have you ever cried while watching a movie trailer? No. Have you ever been pulled over, but just let off with a warning? Never been pulled. Have you ever taken shots? (of alcohol) Noooo, been offered to take part I think twice, but it's not something I think I ever want to do considering I loathe the taste of alcohol, hence why I only ever drink fruity things with tiny amounts of alcohol. Do you like mash-up songs? Occasionally, I guess? None even come to mind. Would you ever consider adopting a child with a severe mental illness? No, because I have a plethora of my own and don't want to put a child under the supervision of someone with conditions like mine; as well, I'm sorry, but I need to take care of myself. Took me damn long enough to get here, and I'm not going back to how horrible my life was before out of stress and having to handle a child with a severe mental illness. And oh, did I mention the main reason is because I don't in any capacity want kids? Have you ever pole danced before? No. Have you ever seen a live bat? Yeah. Do you listen to classical music? Not intentionally. Do you tell your parents who you like? Why or why not? No. I'll admit I like someone if they ask, but otherwise I just don't see it necessary to walk up to your guardian and just randomly inform them that you have a crush. Are you due for a haircut? Getting there, maybe almost two months from now. Are you dealing with any health-related problems right now? My OCD's been exceptionally bad lately. Do your parents like the music you listen to? Both like certain artists that I do - a lot, really. I do know I also like heavier stuff than them, though. Do your parents approve of your beliefs? Not all. Who’s the most annoying person in your neighborhood? Don't live in one. Name one of your psycho exes? None. I was honestly the psycho ex. I was very rightfully broken, but I shouldn't have done many things I did. Why were they a psycho ex? ^ I wouldn't leave him the hell alone and would pester him on Facebook too much even when I was ignored and, most regrettably, make just enough time to blame him for my ER visits before leaving until he finally blocked me. I sincerely don't blame him if he does consider me "the psycho ex." What’s the best revenge you ever got on someone? I don't care in the slightest about revenge to even think up a situation where I got any. I've never deliberately fished for it. What screen name did you use in 6th grade? FlowerOurQueen ew. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? ih crihmus What’s the last movie you saw? Halloween. Who was the last person to call you? This fucking car insurance agency that calls like every goddamn day. I've answered a couple times thinking that it could be VR and promptly hung up upon finding it wasn't. By now, I recognize the three digits after the area code to just ignore them. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail? VR. Where is your least favorite place to be? Hospitals. Where is your favorite place to be? Sara's house. Do you think the sanctity of marriage is meant for only a man & woman? lol no, grow up, 0-19-y/o me denying your own sexuality in fear of a "loving" god sending you to Hell. :^) Would you like to learn to play the drums? Nah. Is there anybody you just wish would fall off the planet? Types of people. Name one thing you worry about running out of. Motivation to live, again. Do you post to say happy birthday on other people’s walls? Sometimes. Always with close friends. Have there ever been floods where you live? Oh yeah. Do you listen to K-Pop? No. When was the last time you saw a rainbow? Ummm idr, but not very long ago. Sunshower. What’s your favorite television commercial? I don't watch TV anymore, so I don't know any current ones. But it will probably /always/ be the sexy Mr. Clean one because memories fuck me up. Have you ever tried writing a song? Yes. For one of the Nintendogs tracks. I even moved their heads around to the tune of the song. kms What is your favorite type of juice? Peach/mango. Whose birthday did you last celebrate? My nephew's. When you were a kid, did you have a treehouse? No. We didn't have trees built for that, just very tall pine trees. What was the best school year in your opinion? 7th grade; ironically, the year my depression began to seriously manifest. Do you know (of) anyone who has committed suicide? Sadly. When was the last time you flew on a plane? This past October. Take me back. Do you eat meat every day? No. Who taught you how to ride a bike? Dad. Are you a fan of Lana Del Rey? No. How do you cook your rice? Steam, boil, other? I don't cook. Do you like your country’s president or prime minister? Nope. Some of his policies I side with, but his personality absolutely destroys him for me. Do you wear skirts? No. I absolutely hate my legs. What color is your house? Like this khaki sorta color. How many first cousins do you have? I have zero clue. I don't even think I've met some first ones. Off the very top of my head, I know there's at least... nine? Have you ever seen a pop star in concert? No. Do you listen to Christmas music during the holiday season? No, not a fan of most. It doesn't put me in the "Christmas spirit" anyway. Where would you like to vacation to? The Bahamas baby, Sweden, Japan... What time do you set your alarm to? I don't use mine. Nothing to use it for. Do you like ginger ale? No, unless my stomach is upset. What time does the sun set at the time of year where you live? Like 5, and I hate it. Have you ever been skiing? No. When was the last time you moved house? Feb. of last year. What did you last feel nervous about? How in god's name am I blanking here??????????? Over something incredibly trivial, I'm sure. Do you find yourself saying mean things to people over the internet that you wouldn’t say in real life? No. Who is the last person to text you? Sara. Does the person you like know it? HAHA she's got a pretty good idea. Who of the opposite sex has seen you at your worst? Jason or Girt. Girt came to the hospital after hearing about my OD, so my mental state was obviously shit, but Jason saw me in more obvious, externally-expressed emotional breakdowns. Did you have a nap today? Yes. I've been waking up much too early lately. What was the last movie you saw that you really liked? Really liked? Probs Jumanji. Do your best friends live near you? Ha, no. Do you have any stuffed animals saved from when you were a child? A LOT. When is the next time you are traveling outside of the state, province, or country? Where to? I'm sure sometime next year to Sara's. What are your living arrangements currently? Are you happy with them? I live with just my mom and pets. It's fine, though I wish I was emotionally prepared to move out. Hell, and obviously financially. Have you ever had feelings for someone your best friend was dating? N- oh yeah yes, in the Jenna situation. Though I don't truly recall what *kind* of feelings exactly I had. Is there anything written on the shirt you’re wearing? No, surprisingly. How was your first kiss? Super cute. Do you still talk to the person you shared it with? No. Are you the oldest of your siblings? No. Have you ever dated someone who had kids? No; that's a deal-breaker for me. I am not being a mother figure to any child, especially when it's not my own. Have you kissed someone 4 or more years older than you? No. Were your parents married when you were born? Yeah. Does the last person you kissed have tattoos? No. Do you live within 20 miles of where you were born? Yeah. What is your opinions on Valentine's Day? Cheesetastic, is it not? No no no no no I LOVE it!!!! I can't stand that "ugh every day you should appreciate love" shit 'cuz like, why not have a day specifically wrapped around it? Is it hurting anyone in any way shape or form?? What is the last thing you wrote? (typing is not writing, btw) My signature, probably? Do you have an outfit that you consider your "seduction outfit"? lul no. What is the last fruit you have eaten? Uhhh good question. I'm only just back on solids. What was the last injection you received? Was it sore? At the dentist when I had to get a cavity filled. They had to give me no less than 6-7 shots in the same spot to numb me properly, so yeah, it was sore. Have you ever been badly bitten by an animal? No. Favorite sandwich? I'll never turn down a ham, cheese, and mustard one. What characteristics do you despise? Arrogance, manipulative, lack of compassion, anger, two-faced, entirely insensitive, rudeness, raunchiness, the inability to accept one is sometimes wrong and that that's okay, BEING A DRAMA NEST HINT HINT, and I could go on... Where would you retire to? The mountains. What was your most memorable birthday? My 21st. Supposed to be your greatest celebration, yet I was in the mental hospital. It still means the goddamn world to me how my peers and employees tried to make it special. What did you want to be when you were little? First an archaeologist, then a vet. I think I only changed my mind upon realizing the original would've been extremely difficult. Have your parents ever forgotten your birthday? No. Would you rather have some bacon or beef jerky? Bacon. I'm actually not a big fan of the latter, it's too dry and tough. Did the Spanish classes have an “El Dia de Los Muertos” (Day of the Dead) fiesta at school? I don't know, I didn't take Spanish. What’s the most number of comments you have on a Facebook picture? What is the picture of? I have zero clue. Do you like coconut flavored things? nooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I really don't like coconuts. Have you ever met a famous author before? No. Do you know anybody who has been raped before? I don't believe so? I know many who've been violated or molested, but I don't believe I know a rape victim. How often do you get a fever? Like never. What makes you lose your appetite? Unappetizing scenes or smells and feeling/being sick. Are there any childhood habits you are grateful for or regret? I was taught good manners, for one. I wish chores had been more enforced upon all of us. At what age did you start to wear makeup? Did your mom object at first? I think 9th grade was when I "officially" started? It was freshman year and I had that "it's a new start and you're (this old) now, at least try to look pretty for once" mentality with how my self esteem was on the decline. I did it every day for a long time, until one day I didn't put on anything because I was tired of it and my art classmates (I was close to them) literally asked if I was okay lmao. From then on out, it was sporadic; eyeliner, shadow, and mascara some days, other days, nothing. But anyway no, Mom didn't have a problem. I think I recall her worrying about how it was all black, but she in no way objected. Would you consider yourself an adventurous person? This reeaally depends on the situation. I can't say which I lean more towards... maybe no? Have you ever snuggled with someone you weren’t dating? No. Have you ever been afraid of being underwater? No. Have you ever been drunk at work? No. What band/group have the most lyrics that represent you? I dunno. One thing you really want to learn? Digital art. What is your favorite piece of art you own? I don't own any other than my own work. The most expensive bill I paid last month was ____? N/A What’s the one thing you apologized for this month? @ the Silent Hill wiki, I wasn't understanding why a certain member was giving particular information that appeared irrelevant to me, but he got me to understand. I am extreeemely nit-picky over there, having been active there since '12, and now being a staff member, I'm even more specific. What is the largest TV screen in your house? We only have one, in the living room, but it's been the biggest. What has challenged your morals? Wondering if I was bi in middle school, frustration when I was trying to be abstinent in a serious relationship, pirating (which I still know is wrong asjfawouow), mutually being a flirt with my then-best friend's boyfriend, considering abortion at a much more open-minded angle, the justification of eating meat, my experience in life in relation to religion... Those are the ones that stand out. Who was the last female you hung out with? Mom. Have you ever taken a pregnancy test? No. Do you want to get married? Yes. Does the thought of moving out from home scare you? A bit. Would you rather live in a mansion or a small cozy home? The latter. I'm not paying for superfluous space and spending a gross amount of unnecessary time cleaning. Would you ever try being a vegetarian? I did, but stopped for a few reasons. Do you have any tattoos at the moment? Yeah and NOWHERE NEAR DONE. What about piercings? ^ Do you keep your eyebrows more thick or thin? Natural. What color is your bedroom door? White. Do your shoulder blades protrude? No, give them back to me. Have you ever been to a rave? No. How many bananas have you ever eaten in a row? Two? Do you think you’re the best thing that’s happened to someone? No. Can you make a clover shape with your tongue? No. Do you have a protective father? No. What’s the biggest misconception about you, personally? Uhhh probably that I don't try hard enough, specifically with work, adulthood, socializing, etc. when I'm sincerely doing my best. Are you disrespectful to a lot of people? No. Does your cell phone have a case on it? What color? No. What was the last song you had on repeat? "Family" by Mother Mother. Your most recent ex says he/she hates you, you say? That'd hurt like hell; he's like a bro to me and is the last close friend I have here. I don't know what I'd say. If someone you wanted before came back now, would you take them? Nope. Have you ever had to choose between two people? Sara and Girt. Jason and Juan. If you were to attend a costume party tonight, what or whom would you go as? Good question. What are your choice of toppings on a hamburger? And do you prefer gas or charcoal grilling? Cheese, mustard, ketcup, pickles, a little bit of minced onion. Idk which I prefer. Everyone hears discussions that they consider boring. What topic can put you to sleep quicker than any other? Economics. How many times did it take you to pass your drivers test? N/A What is your highest level of education? Some college. What kind of lunch box did you have as a kid? Idr. Would you rather be trapped in an elevator, or stuck in traffic? Traffic. I'm afraid of elevators. The last thing you remember dreaming about: Everyone I loved left me, so I tried to suffocate myself. Why do I only recall nightmares, ugh. The last place you went: The parlor to get a new bar for my tongue ring. The last alcoholic drink you consumed: A margarita. The last time you felt insulted/offended: I'm unsure. But I feel it was recently? The last time you kissed someone: October 17th weeps. The last time you held a baby: Months ago when Colleen needed me to hold Keegan. The last time you gave up on or quit something: Vegetarianism. The last video game you played: I finally got a new disc of Shadow of the Colossus!!!!! :'D I'm replaying it and doing both Time Attack modes to get Agro's white coat. The last television show you watched: Fullmetal Alchemist w/ Sara. Are you afraid of shots? No, I just anticipate it being unpleasant. How many times have you donated blood? Once. Would you date someone 15 years older than you? No. What’s the worst sickness you’ve ever had? An awful stomach virus. I wouldn't stop vomiting. What was the last classic novel you read? Did you enjoy it? I couldn't tell ya. Something in high school. Do you think Gatorade tastes refreshing or just gross? I hate it. What’s the scariest video game you’ve ever played? I personally think Outlast is overall the scariest game made thus far, but one I can't play because of the intense jumpscares is SCP Containment Breach. What about your life concerns you the most? Future financial position. If you were a different gender, what name would you want to have? Ummm Severin. What product or service do you find ridiculously overpriced? Certain clothing and makeup brands, like half the shit doesn't even look that great. How many people, outside of your immediate family, do you know the birthdays of by heart? At least six. Would you rather take a walk in the cold rain, or in the blistering heat? Definitely the former. If you had the chance to slip through a portal, despite being aware of any of effects and/or consequences, would you do it? No. Do you trust your gut instinct? I try to, but don't always. Which parent was more strict when you were growing up? Mom. What are some things that initially attract you to the preferred sex? CHARISMA, kindness, concern for others, a love of animals, and being a gamer oops. What is the saddest thing that has happened to you? What about the happiest? The breakup and eventual suicide attempt are definitely the saddest. The happiest, easily the last day of Holly Hill when everyone was telling me goodbye and I felt like I was ready to really live again. When was the last time someone scared you? Sara had me worried something was wrong involving me, but it wasn't. Name the strangest game you’ve ever played (video game or real game): Silent Hill 3 is so fucking weird but also one of the best horror games ever. Name something that you saw within the past week that made you smile: Probably Teddy being cute. Name something within the past week that made you frown: I don't think I have physically frowned this week. Name somebody you know who deserves a better life than they have: My mom. Name something that you hope is different by this time next year: My social anxiety has improved. Name something that you’re good at but don’t like: Um I have no clue. Name something that you’re bad at but DO like: Drawing anthro characters. Name something that you strongly believe in: Gay rights. Do you like pudding? Chocolate pudding. Do you tend to use a lot of big words? No, it's unnecessary. Just talk so people can understand you and not wonder what five words you said mean. Do you fall for guys/girls easily? NOPE. When someone copies you, are you more flattered or annoyed? Annoyed. Which is worse: Stale chips or flat soda? Stale chips. Flat soda doesn't bother me very much. What’s one show that you wish was still on the air? Deadman Wonderland. Have you ever used a port-a-potty? Omg yeah I know I have at sports practice or games as a kid. I absolutely never would again. What was the last stinky thing you smelled? Teddy's pee; he wet his diaper, and we know he has some kind of infection with how rancid it is sometimes, but we don't even bother anymore because it's recurring. What’s your favorite outdoor activity? Photographing nature.

Ok TBH, if you have the time and if you want to, could you write something where Lance is in a big car crash ( with maybe a little klance in it) If you don't want to it's fine to! BTW, I adore your blog

This hits close to home

Description of Car Crash and Minor Injuries! 

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Everything happened so fast. Lance did nothing wrong but yet he still managed to have an accident, he didn’t understand he was doing everything right. Still, laying in a car when it’s on it’s side, your head bleeding from the broken glass, soaking the white snow with it’s deep red color and you can’t move your legs, even though they are free makes you retrace your steps. 

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(One Hour Before The Crash)

“Lance for the last time, I don’t need you to come over. I’ll be okay.” Keith fell into a coughing fit and Lance pulled his phone away from his ear and waited for him to calm, down. 

“Babe, you’re sick and I have soup for you. You’ve been stressing yourself too much.” Lance continued stirring the post on the stove containing the soup he just referred to on the phone.

Keith was silent but eventually his voice floated through the phone. “I haven’t been that stressed.” 

Lance laughed and turned the stove on medium, “you’ve been spending 3 hours everyday at the gym. You’re a little stressed.”  

“It’s cause it’s Christmas time and I need to impresses your family.” Keith sounded nervous and Lance galnced at his calendar hanging on the wall. 

“Christmas is in 16 days and my family loves you, you’ve met them before.” Lance started to pull down containers to put the soup in and Keith groaned. 

“I’ve met your parents and that’s it. I haven’t met you siblings or anything. What if they hate me?” Keith’s breath started to pick up and a frown grew across Lance’s face. He really is stressed about this. 

“Sweetheart, don’t worry about them. They’re not going to hate you and even if they did I still love you.” Lance smiled and started to pour the soup into the various containers. 

“Are you sure?” Keith coughed again. 

“I’m positive, now I need to go shower and get dressed. I’ll be over in an hour, I need to stop at Hunks and give him some soup cause he’s also sick.” Lance placed the containers in the fridge and started to make his way up the stairs. 

“How come you’re not sick?” Keith’s voice sounded envious and Lance responded with a giggle. 

“I’ll see you soon love.” 

“See you soon, I love you sharpshooter.” 

“I love you too mullet.” Lance hung up and started to get ready, he really wanted to see his boyfriend and help him through his cold. He’s so dramatic.

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Lance was driving a bit slower on the back roads as he drove back from Hunks house. It had snowed earlier that day and no one had been out to plow really, since the main streets are more important. 

Lance sighed at the conditions and held his steering wheel tighter as he turned down a steeper hill. 

Lance will never forget anything about those few moments of moving down that hill. He would never forget how fast he was going, 32 mph. He would never forget what song was playing on the radio, If I die Young by The Band Perry. He would never forget the feeling of the car jerking to the left, it felt as if gravity became stronger and pulled him over as his wheels fought for any form of traction on the ice. He would never forget the feeling of the car hitting the ditch and flying into the air or how his body jerked against the seat belt, knocking the breath out of him. He would never forget how many times the car rolled before it’s tail gate snagged the ditched and stop him, with the driving side door on the road. He flipped 6 times. 

The airbags never went off and Lance fought to bring his head off the ground. Nearly every window was smashes, his windshield broken into the car, raining down on Lance and attacking any skin it could. Lance reached for his head and whimper in pain as his hand came back red, everything hurt. What just happened? Lance trailed his right arm down the seat belt and clicked the button, praying for release. It never came, the seatbelt jammed and Lance fought to control his breath as the world seemed to cave on him. Shit, shit, shit, this is not how I’m going. Please just unlock. He clicked the button 1,000 more times and nearly cried when it finally clicked open and Lance pulled himself away from the seat. 

He winced at the red that formed on his hands from the glass and his eyes widened at what he discovered next. He couldn’t move his legs, no matter what he did he couldn’t move them. There was nothing on them either he just couldn’t move them. Lance couldn’t stop the tears that started to flow from his eyes as he grabbed at his legs. “Come on move! Just work!” He kept grabbing until he couldn’t breathe and he started to hyperventilate. Come on Lance focus, I need to get out of here. I need to get help. Lance Reached in his coat pocket and pulled out his phone, quickly dialed 911 and exhaling a breath of relief when a man picked up the phone. 

He described the situation and roughly 7 minutes later bright lights were flashing by his car. Lance squinted at the lights and cried even more when he saw Shiro jump out of the ambulance. 

“LANCE!” The older man ran over to Lance, kneeling down at here he sat. “Are you okay? Where does it hurt? Are you bleeding anywhere else?” He reached up and wiped Lance’s head. 

Lance nodded and gestured to his legs, “I can’t move them.” He will never forget how panicked Shiro looked when he said that, but the trip to the hospital was a blur. 

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Lance awoke a few hours later in a hospital bed, hooked up to different monitors. He was alone and he hated it. He didn’t like being alone and Lance pressed the bottom for someone to come get him. Shiro bursted into the door a few moments later and quickly checked Lance out. “Are you feeling better?” Lance nodded and Shiro gave him a small smile. “That was one hell of a crash, but lucky for you no broken bones.” 

Lance gave Shiro a confused look, he was sure his back had been broken or sprained or something. He couldn’t move his legs after all. “But my legs.”

Shiro looked at Lance and pulled up one of the chairs next to him. “Your legs are fine, you kicked me in the jaw when we tried to hook up you IV. I’ve concluded it was the shock of the crash and sometimes that can make you think something is broken when it’s really not.”

Lance gave the older man a small smile, “I thought I was paralyzed, not going to lie.” Shiro nodded and placed a comforting hand on Lance’s shoulder. 

“Everyone is worried about you, and Keith is here. Can I send him in? He’s been going crazy since we told him.” Lance nodded and Shiro left the room once more. 

Not even a minute later Keith bolted into the room and frantically hugged Lance, being mindful of the bandages that scattered the tanner males body. “Lance! Fuck I was so scared for you, when you didn’t show up I knew something was wrong and then Shiro called me and just fuck. I thought I lost you.” 

Lance hugged his boyfriend back and pulled away to wiped the tears that streaked his pale face. “I’m sorry the soup got ruined.” 

Keith gave him a confused look then pulled away from Lance. “You nearly just died and all you care about is the fucking soup?” Lance sheepishly nodded and mumbled “it’s good soup.” and Keith sighed, sitting down at the edge of the bed, intertwining his fingers into Lance’s. “I thought you were going to die.” 

Lance squeezed his boyfriends hand harder and pulled him down so they were laying next to each other on the hospital bed. “Not going to lie, I thought I was too. I was so scared. Scared of what happened, scared I would never see you again, scared of just everything.” 

Keith hugged the taller boy tighter and Lance kissed his forehead. “I love you mullet.”

Keith looked at Lance and smiled, “I love you sharpshooter.” He pulled him down for a kiss and at that moment Lance wasn’t scared, he knew he would be alright. 

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So if you couldn’t have guessed it, that car crash (plus some of the injuries) is based of one of my real life experiences! It happened when I was twelve and man it has given me major anxiety when it comes to driving in snow or rain. 

I hope you like it!

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About my brother leaving. Now there are two sides to it. One is how he is so young & he will move so far away & has to take care of everything. He has to study first of all, which is the main thing. And this in itself is a whole new experience. Starting university & facing all the pressure & tight schedule & deadlines that come with it. And to top that all, he will move to a new country. An entirely new place he has never been to & one which is very very very different from the country where he was born & raised & literally spent entire 18 years of his life in. Now whether this is the lifestyle & culture & religion we are talking about, or just the weather. You name it, & it's something different he has to face. Let's go back to studies. The ‘studies’ part, is totally acceptable! I mean it's his responsibility. No one will or is expected to do it or help him with it. This is totally on him. He has to figure it out himself. If he needs help, he needs to look for it. If he has a problem he needs to find a way out, or deal with it. The idea of having an elder sibling or family to help you with your studies, i believe, is totally absurd when someone is moving to university. At school, it might be ok but when someone is starting uni, cmon, I think it's time to stop already. Let them grow up on their own. You can't be wiping their ass for them their entire life. Not to mention, everyone has their own share of responsibilities, their own affairs to handle. Everyone of us are struggling everyday, to build our futures. And NO. This is not selfish. This is our responsibility towards ourselves. We owe this to ourselves, and no, you are not in any way, supposed to expect anyone to actually help you deal with your responsibilities in life. So with you share of duties, is it really selfish to focus on your affairs & prioritize them? & also what good will you be really doing by helping someone? How much of someone else's responsibilities can you own? There will come a point where you’ll have to leave them on their own except that now you've already spoiled them and they'll be more lost than ever. So yeah, plus i'm not even studying engineering so anyways i couldn't do much or anything at all but even if i could have, i really never liked the whole concept of doing it in ‘uni’. I have such a strong opinion about it seeing my cousins and other people. Meaning, it's not just me randomly thinking about it and commenting but i rather did always have such an opinion about this matter. So yeah that's the only ‘okay’ thing! From now, things are changing. Now, let's talk about the end of everyday! When he comes ‘home’/ dorm room. He doesn't come home to anyone. Whether it is your siblings being lame and stupid, or your parents being in a fight, or some really good day where everyone's happy and laughing - you're not getting any of it. Is anyone bringing you food? Cooking for you exactly what you eat? No. When are you going to bed? No one cares other than you. Who’s making sure you wake up and don't miss class in the morning? Who’s making you breakfast? Filling your water flask? You buy your food if you have time before class. Such a good day, just 3 classes and you're home by 11. Who do you go home to? Yourself. Weekends? .. Nvm But we are only trying to provide the best future for him. And i can NOT disagree to this at all. Not even for a second. Since almost a year, my dad & my mom has thought of everything & every tiny thing that we will need for him. Whether it is the fact that winter clothes are sold in shops during winter and winter in ksa was 6 months ago, so keeping that in mind and shopping for him things which is just too hard to get in the shops right now cause it's totally summer rn over here! Or whether it is something more serious like meeting all the different formalities to apply for a visa. And shopping for him all these months. Making lists of everything he might need. Things like plate, glass, things like rugs, things like brush, toothpaste, things like pillows, bed sheet, things like laundry basket, warm gloves, things like rain coat. Like you name it, and it somehow is something he actually needs. Also, we are so concerned about providing him the best. I think all my life, a part of shopping included looking at the price tag and seeing if its a good bargain. But now, suddenly thats not done anymore. Anything he touches (which is very little btw) & anything we choose for him (which is like every single thing we see), its just getting the best for him. Its like theres this thing in our heads. Like this is it. My brother hardly gets anything for himself. He is kind of different. So we are just getting him all these stuff because once he goes there, he might not get it for himself. And even if he does, us getting something for him now will be the last time we are doing so. Cause from now on he'll do his stuff himself. So like i was saying. We are only trying to provide the best future for him. And i can NOT disagree to this at all. Not even for a second. And this is a stage that comes in everyone's life & we can not and should not run from it. This is the right thing to do in my brother’s case. Everything till now has gone so smoothly Alhamdulillah. But it still doesn't mean it doesn't hurt. Especially when i think of my mom. I get the whole idea of how it's the hardest on the moms. In fact i have even witnessed many moms crying & breaking when their kids had to leave and all. But. This is different. I am talking about ‘my mom’. I respect all mother’s love, i do. But about my mom; unless you live under the same roof as her, you will find it impossible to believe how much of her heart & soul & energy she invests on our family. For which, I will be forever grateful & will consider myself blessed. I will never be able to start and finish talking about her but let me mention some interesting stuff! Let's start with me! So im 21. And i don't do my laundry (none of it at all), i don't vacuum (the house or even just my room), I don't iron my clothes (never did), I don't clean the dishes (not even my own plate or glass or water flask), I don't clean my room (the furnitures & stuff) & interestingly, i don't even know how to make tea or coffee (unless it's those sachets you get, but i just use them at uni). TADA - Mom does all of that for me. I don't remember the last time i did ‘any’ of the things i mentioned. I can't say i never did any of them though, but it was only for one of the 2 reasons: 1. I was younger and mom got angry with me maybe & she’d punish me by making me do it OR 2. I voluntarily offered maybe cause it was vacation and i wasn't lazy & stuff (btw this vacation, i'm totally lazy, i never offered or did anything) So like i said, i don't remember the last time i did any of it. Infact, to TOP ALL THAT, mom makes sure of all my ‘excess’ needs too. She pays so much importance to them. Like, my diet. Diet - meaning the food i eat. Now regardless of whether im trying to lose weight or not, i totally dont like asian food, more specifically, all the daily food cooked in a bengali household. I dont like ‘curries’. I prefer ‘dry’ food. It doesnt matter what it is. Chicken, beef or veggie. If its a ‘curry’, im not putting it in my mouth. Curry meaning the whole making it liquidy with all masala & stuff. And i ‘especially’ hate chicken curry. I also dont honestly remember the last time i ate it. And i am NOT exaggerating but i stopped eating it like way back in grade 11 or 12. By chicken curry, i mean the MOST REGULAR meal in almost every bengali household, more like an EVERYDAY meal especially for the kids. And it works for my bros too lol. But no way on hell im eating it. The reason is, this is one food ive been eating since i learned to ear and then after around a pretty 13 to 14 years of eating chicken curry i had to say NO one fine day xD xD Ok now i have 2 phases: one is the normal daily phase where unis going on and i'm stressed and all i eat is junk food, or maybe something not junk but has to be all delicious or maybe sometimes i'll consider eating healthy and want some classy salad and stuff. Mom always has to prepare a different meal or me. Then she has to prepare something else for her and dad too cause chicken is kids stuff and also mom does not eat chicken at all if she is the one who cooked it so yeah. And then there's chicken for my bros xD On top of that, when im in the other phase where im trying to lose weight - Oh god. The whole menu of food changes. All green veggies and salads and stuff. All grilled chicken, grilled fish, grilled beef. She does all of that. Also. she THEN ‘decorates’ my food cause she knows i love taking pictures of my food. She decorates my food. She makes sure I like the plate on which she is serving the food; whether the plate will look good in the picture. She makes sure I get to take a perfect picture. If she gets confused about how to decorate something, she'll tell me to do it and ask me what i need. I mean man, who does that to a 21 year old???? I know i am spoiled! Now ^ i got carried away! All that is a small gesture of what my mom does for ‘me’. And i'm like her eldest kid. Like she actually thinks i can take care of myself ‘more than my brothers can’ Yeah do you see where i'm going with this? You can not imagine HOW much more she does for my bros, like ‘woahhhh’👌 I’ll just give one example for each bro. My elder bro - he never actually had to open his closet and decide on which dress to wear till now in his life!!!!! Yesss!!!!! Mom even takes out his clothes. Clothes. Every garment :):):) and keeps it ready for him to wear every time he showers, or changes, or goes outside :) and that's the one who’s already 18 and moving soon! And my younger bro - well he is kinda different. Like he is all concerned about his looks and he demands on choosing his own clothes from his closet and wearing them xD xD but then mom still feeds him lunch and dinner most of the day and he is almost 14 :):):) So yes. Idk how my mom is going to handle it. But what i know is that she is such a brave and strong and intelligent and amazing woman mashAllah. She is so hard-working & she puts aside all her sickness and pain & prioritises our needs, and our wants, even if theyre really stupid. And she means the world to me. And she is my number 1 person. And I can give up anything for her. Words cannot express how much she means to me. I once had to stay a night away from her during the 1st week of my uni in 1st year of med school. That was the night I actually realized how important she was to me. I was away from her and due to some circumstance I couldn't communicate with her. That whole night, i lied in bed crying & asking Allah to let me meet my mom in my dreams as I fall asleep now… Idk if I ever told that to anyone before, but yeah here it is. Ahhhh. God!!!!! Such a huge post wth man )@+%;’!(%)#!%(£))@!%!%) but Ughhhh I just needed to get it all out of my system! Hmphhh

Talking to myself

Angry Sad Missing something Blame Denial (infertility) Why?:

Not fair. (Note self righteous thoughts) of all the things I have done for so many others, why can I not have this? Bc of Caleb. If he would just get on board, everything would be fine. He is being a hypocrite. He has gotten so many of the things he wanted but refuses to give me the one big thing. It's not 100% his fault though. Obviously. Doesn't matter. It's blame myself or blame him. Why does someone have to carry blame though? Because it's fixable if there's human element. It's easier to be angry and fight something, even if only for a tiny hope. But you don't believe in hope. So. That argument doesn't make sense. Shut up. No.

I deserve my one thing. Music isn't a reality anymore. Education is just as useless as it is attainable. Career? That's a joke. At the end of the day, all Im good at is taking care of things. And I don't even get the little things of growing my own person to care for. That's shit. That's just some shit. Why can't you just take care of yourself and yours? It's not the same. Why not? Because there wasn't the same kind of choice here. I had nothing to do with Xanders existence. I love him and am glad he does. But I had no say there. My say regarding my other children was taken away. I never got the chance to look at my pretty baby. Why does that matter? How could it not? That's a stupid question. It's a question you've avoided. So. Circle back to that. You could have had a choice. Why didn't you take that opportunity? Leave Caleb?  Do it alone?  How. Why. You're the one stuck on a baby being your choice. So? Leave the one good thing that has happened? Why don't I just gnaw my good leg off. Makes as much sense. So it isn't about just a baby. It's about a family. Why are you so hell bent on your own organic family? Because reasons. What reasons? Fuck you. That's productive. (Note physically feeling sick) Im sick and tired of taking care of everyone else's kids and never having any genuine credit, care, rewards like I would of my own. That's kind of selfish. Too bad. I want pink lines. I want ultrasound pictures. I want a heartbeat and to watch my body change. I want to bitch about my back and feet and, secretly, love every second of it. Because the payoff is worth it. I want a tiny Caleb spawn punching the shit out of my bladder because, "goddamn it i have to pee AGAIN" means a tiny little person is getting bigger. A little person that is part me and part my person. A tiny human who will need me and is part of me. I want something innocent to come out of my shitty shitty life, as it has been for so much of it. A tiny person with our intelligence,  heart, killer looks, and none of the bad things. None of the bad things will have made it sad or bitter or twisted in the head. Can you imagine how far that child will go? How much better of a life it would have? This is all selfish. Too fuckin bad. Im allowed to be selfish sometimes. God knows everyone else can. I want it. I will never not want it. I will never not resent, bitterly,  that I am a childless mother. A mother to everyone but my own. It doesn't change my love for anyone else. But it's a nasty nasty hole that just gets bigger. I don't need any more holes. This one is by choice. Someone else's. Someone who is supposed to love me. On that note. Why do you think he is going to leave? Why wouldn't he? Everyone does at some point. That's angsty. Fuck off. It's true. Name one person who never got sick of your shit. Exactly. Your own father kicked you out once. Im either too much or not enough or some combo of the 2. Like a paraplegic hacker. Too smart/temperamental and not enough good to balance that out. Good? Why that word? Good, easy, whatever. The only time people liked me was when I was a child or a pushover. Just gonna leave that there??? It's true. Before I got sick (thanks bitch), I was easy going. People like easy going. No stress, no needs to meet. Then I got sick (bitch) and felt like I had to fight harder to get anything or anywhere. So Im not even an easy person now, in addition to being physically unreliable. You think being a yes man was a good thing??? Not good maybe. But people stuck around. I wasn't alone. You aren't alone now. For now. Really. Yes. Really. One day Im going to be down, permanently (bitch)? Then what? No one wants a crippled wife. You can't choose your kids or siblings or parents but, goddamn it, you can leave a wife and people not think you're shit for it.

. . .

See? Im a handful. My brain (you, btw) is just a clusterfuck. A hodgepodge of brilliant broken mess. Add to my less than attractive body and my refusal to not ask for my needs to be met is too much. Says you. You aren't even thinking about his choices. He knew what he was getting into. Maybe just m a y b e he likes it. Maybe he likes a little challenge everyday. Maybe he thinks your ups (also me, btw. Bitch) are worth your downs. Just because you don't see why, doesn't mean he doesn't. I had to fight tooth and nail for his affection. He didn't want me for a long time. What makes you think he didn't just decide life was a little easier with me in it? What would prevent him from leaving when that stops? You chose him and his son. So? Both of them have some serious issues. Be real. You not only chose him, a spouse with issues,  but also his son. You chose a sick child. You said parents can't choose healthy kids over sick. They get stuck with them. But you chose that. That's different. If you think that, you're stupid. That man knows you won't give up on him or his son bc you knew everything and still chose them. Huh. So? People don't show the same loyalty given to them. Cynicism isn't a good look on you. I want to trust him. I do, I think. Is it full trust?