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bubblyhoney · 3 years

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win for me

warnings: lAnGuAgE, alcohol consumption (both reader and all other characters are of age to drink), marijuana use, Making Out™️, a miniscule Flowers from 1970 reference. PSA: WHEN UR INTOXICATED AND/OR AT A PARTY, TELL UR FRIENDS WHO YOU WILL BE WITH AND WHERE YOU WILL BE AT ALL TIMES. DRINK AND PARTY SAFELY!

tags: sapnap x fem!reader

summary: a collection of moments throughout the beginning of your relationship

words: 5000

A/N: even though this isn’t my most organized or perfect fic this was so incredibly fun to write. and it’s a college!au!! one of my favs. hope you guys like!! let's pretend the pandemic doesn't exist for this one too (please wear ur masks btw)

Sophomore Year:

Smells like shit in here is your first thought upon entering the laundromat.

It does, in all honesty. What would you expect a place where college students wash three months of dirty clothes and comforters with vomit to smell like? Urine and just a hint of marijuana, incidentally. The door closes noisily behind you and a guy in a black baseball hat turns his head at the noise. Half of his face is hidden underneath the shadow of his scruff and he says nothing, but you still offer an obligatory polite-stranger smile. The place is pretty deserted, what for it being nearly 4 in the morning. And you’re a rare kind of customer; only a few things to wash and you brought your own detergent.

There’s an empty washer next to an old woman in an acid-trip of a parka, and you sweep past the few other patrons with your mesh bag close. The man in the hat nods at you as you pass, looking up from his phone.

Okay. Dark load in one and delicates in the other, you remind yourself. The quarters get pushed through the slot (not without dropping three and having to scramble to pick them up before they disappear between the machines) and you fill the dispensers with a flowery laundry detergent your roommates hates. Oh, and the clothes go in. Done. You relax into a cracked plastic booth around the corner of the machine, pulling a book of crosswords from your bag.

Somebody yelps halfway through filling out a five letter word (“a series of thoughts, images, and sensations occurring in a person's mind during sleep”) and you jump. Baseball Cap rips open the dryer, fumbling around and supplying a pair of gray sweatpants. You can’t help but watch. He digs through both front pockets, pulling out a wad of dollar bills. He sighs, shoves the pants back into the dryer, and starts it with a hard push.

“Gut feeling?” You ask. He looks around for a second and settles his gaze upon you. Nice eyebrows, you think.

“Yeah,” he laughs, slightly nervous. “Yeah. I wore them yesterday and just remembered I put some tip money in my pocket.” Leaning back onto the shelf behind him, he shoves his phone into his pocket and folds his arms tight to his chest.

“I feel you,” you empathize, and set down your pencil. “I washed a parking ticket with my underwear last week.”

He stutters out a laugh, nodding.

“That must’ve sucked,” he adds.

“Yeah.” You shrug. “I wasn’t going to pay it anyways, but would’ve been nice to keep it for memory’s sake.” Rubbing at your knee offhandedly, you just watch him. He’s cute. And easy to make conversation with.

“Hey, um,” he mutters and clears his throat. “Do you by chance know some guy named Karl? Tall, messy brown hair and a horrible laugh?”

You open your mouth, then close it.

“Actually—,” you start but huff out a laugh. “Yeah, he’s uh, he’s dating my roommate. Why’d you ask?”

Reaching a hand to rub at his neck, his face twists into something sheepish.

“I’ve seen you at some parties this semester. I didn’t mean to sound creepy like that— I just—yeah.” His cheeks flush pink and he looks down to the ground.

“No worries,” you say, barely even thinking. “I think I’ve seen you too. You’re in Delta Tau Delta, right?”

“Nah, nah,” he laughs. “Just got some friends in there.”

“Ah.” You nod.

The conversation falls into silence, but not uncomfortable silence. He pulls out his phone again, and you look back to the crossword in front of you. The old woman between you leaves with a humongous load of blankets and a small family leaves with a cart full of bags; now it’s just you two.

When the washer with your delicates ding you nearly jump two feet in the air. Exhaling, you set your work down and open the door.

“Shit,” you curse as two bras fall onto the tile. You reach down to get a hand on a black lace bra and hide it quickly under your elbow. A sneaker squeaks loud in the almost-empty room and you see Baseball Cap’s shoulders.

“Here.” He’s kneeling as he hands you your pink bra and you accept it, biting your lower lip.

“Thanks,” you mumbles, slightly embarrassed, and step back to shove those bras and a couple pairs of your underwear into your bag. He offers you a small smile and backs off to his own machines, humming an off-key version of Unchained Melody to himself. Your other load of laundry gets shoved right on top of your delicates.

It’s when you’re nearly out the door, bell jingling, that you think to look back.

“Hey,” you start, almost stuttering for no reason. “What’s your name?”

He turns, dark eyebrows raised.

“My—uh… My friends call me Sapnap. You can call me that too.” Rosy cheeks once again; you seem to be making him awfully nervous.

“Sapnap.” You try it in your mouth, pursing your lips. “Okay. I’ll see you around Sapnap.”

He nods, affirming your statement.

“See you around Y/N.”

It doesn’t hit you until you’re buckling your seatbelt and starting your car that you realize you didn’t tell him your name.

Perhaps he knew more about you than you thought.

Yeah, you laugh to yourself. Karl’s got a big mouth.

Junior Year:

It takes you a collective twelve minutes to go talk to him.

It’s quiet in the library, students that happen to come here to study or procrastinate few and far between the scattered tables. Your poison today is a 4 page history paper on Normandy that you’d been staring at the instructions for for days. You’d already written a bunch of, frankly, horseshit for the body, but the introduction and conclusion were throwing you for a loop.

The vibes in Ridgeback Hall were also certainly off, today more than any other day; the main help-desk was empty and everybody had to do the tedious task of locating niche textbooks themselves.

Lifting your head from the wood of the table, you squint and focus your vision on the guy in the white tee and denim jacket that had been the focus of your thoughts for minutes. He chews at the end of his pencil, mouth screwed up into a ball, and shoots daggers at the empty notebook in front of him. You’re surprised it hasn’t caught on fire yet just from his gaze.

“Sapnap!” You whisper-shout, stretching your arms across the table as if it would make him any closer. A person with purple hair jumps at your voice but turns back to their laptop. “Sapnap!” you try again, tapping two fingers on the table. His head jerks up, eyebrows furrowed and an angry expression on his face, but softens at the sight of you.

“Y/N,” he counters, equally as loud but with a smile on his face.

“What’re you doing?”

“Calculus.” He sticks his tongue out, making an awfully tortured face. You laugh and wave your fingers at him, gesturing for him to come closer. He just huffs out a sigh, stacks all his papers in one pile, and gets up. The trek over to your table is short but he takes it so slowly you wonder if he always walks like that. Like a varsity basketball player who just got off a horse.

“You’re so slow.”

“Shut up,” he grumbles and settles into a chair across from you. “It’s 2 pm, give me a break. I need a Redbull.”

“Those are bad for you, you know,” you say matter-of-factly and drop your chin onto your hand. He’s even cuter from this angle, you think briefly. He just rolls his eyes.

“Whatever, Miss I’d-like-some-coffee-with-my-sugar-and-cream,” he teases, pointing to your venti iced coffee. It’s about as pale as the color of a band-aid. You just sigh and close your eyes. “You tired?” He flips his pencil in his hand and leans back into the seat, sighing.

“Yeah,” you mumble. “I haven’t slept yet today.”

“Wow, you’re dumb.” He looks scandalized. You just shrug.

“Perhaps. I don’t really know why I did it actually— just for funzies!” You raise an arm but let it drop back down. “I stayed up playing Sims.”

“Feel that. I play Minecraft with my buddies until like 2 am every night too. It’s nice,” he decides and folds his arms across his chest. Your eyes flit over to his strong arms, admiring the way his denim shirt looks around them. Thick.

“Do you have a girlfriend?”

“What?” He says too loudly and it warrants a ‘shush’ from another student. He reddens, but looks back down to you. “I—why do you ask?” You shrug, eyebrows raised.

“Just wondering. You’re too cute to not have one.”

“Right,” he huffs, but his cheeks stay pink. You two fall into easy silence, his eyes trained on the notebook in front of him and yours closed peacefully. “Are you dating anyone?”

They snap open not-so-peacefully.

“Nope. You wanna submit a boyfriend application?” A smile cracks your lips and he grins back.

“Maybe,” he replies and stares at your mouth. “I have to say—,” He stretches into a yawn. “I think I’m qualified.”

“Oh, yeah?” Your eyebrow quirks. “And why are you so qualified?”

“Well, first of all, I work at Ace Hardware. That’s where cool people work.” He presses one finger into his palm. Then two. “And I have a bunch of free time because said job at Ace Hardware only likes scheduling me in the mornings. Plus, I’m hot.” He shrugs.

You nod faux-seriously, considering his list.

“Those are very good qualities, sir. I’ll have to get back to you on that.” You pause. “Okay, I’ll schedule an interview. How’s 7 pm at the Chili’s on Main? Chili’s is the designated interview place.” You wiggle your eyebrows. He just smiles at you, shaking his head in disbelief.

“That was smooth.”

“Yeah, I know.” You carefully study your nails. “I’m pretty impressive.”

“Clearly,” he mutters and chuckles. “But I do like their salsa. And margaritas. We got a deal?” He holds out a large hand. You take it, squeezing tightly.

“Hell yes.”

When you see the man called Sapnap a week later, you are very obviously in a different state of mind.

Same state, same college town, but very different blood alcohol contents.

“Sappy!” You shout, raising your arms above your head with a stupid grin on your face. He turns, that familiar look of surprise evident in his expression.

“Y/N,” he laughs and approaches your group of friends in the kitchen. It’s Greek Wedding night at Delta Tau Delta, and you assume Sapnap came to support Delta’s “groom” Alex. You’d gotten uncharacteristically drunk, trading air for sangria, and you were now in the incredible stage where everyone was both your friend and your favorite person.

Throwing an arm around his shoulders, you mash your face into his bicep and giggle.

“Missed you so much,” you try to manage out of your mouth, but it comes out slurred and stuttered. “So much.” You’d gone to Chili’s two days before and promised another ‘interview’ in the next few days, but it felt like two months away from your beloved. Beloved friend, that is. Only one date.

“Yeah?” He places a hesitant hand on your back and nudges you into a standing position. “How much have you had to drink?”

“Oh, shhhh,” you mumble and close your eyes. “Only— a lot.” Blinking them back open, you zero your gaze in on a bottle of Ciroc half-empty and looking very tempting on the kitchen island across from where you’re leaned up against the kitchen sink. He catches your gaze and steps in front of you, pleasant face filling your vision. You gasp.

“You are so cute.” Sliding your palms up onto his face, you hold his scruffy cheeks in your hands and smile all dopey at him.

“Is that your brain or the alcohol telling you that?”

“Uh,” you swallow. “Both. And my heart.”

He just shakes his head and his chest moves with a heavy laugh.

“Glad to hear it.”

“Are you having fun?” You ask, all concerned and furrowed eyebrows. You look like you’re genuinely interested and worried about if he’s having a good time or not, and it makes his expression melt.

“I’m having lots of fun,” he passes over his shoulder as he flips on the tap and fills a red solo cup with water. “In fact, I’m gonna have a nice, cold glass of water right now.” He shakes it like an owner offering their dog a treat.

You eye the cup in his hand, having half a thought that this might be some sort of backwards psychology move. The other half wins.

“That sounds so good right now— can I drink some?” Your eyebrows pull together and your bottom lip drops into a pout. It makes him blink for a second. He remembers the little game you’re playing and just hands it over, smug. You gulp it down quickly and crush the empty plastic into your palm with an exaggerated exhale. “Hit the spot,” you sigh, and pat your stomach fondly.

“You hungry?” Sapnap asks you as he steadies you with two hands on your shoulders. Something pops into your head at his words: a set of two McChickens and an Oreo milkshake.

“Oh my God,” you gasp, and mirror him by placing your hands on his shoulders. “Can we go to McDonald’s?”

He just shakes his head, grin wide on his lips, and shrugs. Perfect teeth, you think.

“I haven’t drank anything, so I’m good to drive.” He pulls his keys from his pocket. “I know you’re smashed right now so—do you feel safe with me?” The question falls from his mouth and you truly consider it, pulling your lip between your teeth.

“Yeah. I’ll take this just in case,” you say, and take a large dinner fork from the counter next to you. It has some red liquid on it that you brush off onto the fabric of your jeans.

“That’s actually gross.”

“Yeah.” You grip it tighter in your head. “But it’ll do the job if you try any shit. I’ll put this in your eyeball.” Brandishing it, a smile stretches onto your mouth. He just shakes his head and heads for the back door, jerking a hand in your direction to get you to follow him.

The cool night air explodes on your face when you step onto the porch and it makes you blink rapidly. Sapnap is right at your side, offering a forearm as you slowly make your way down the two back porch steps. A tall blonde smoking half of a blunt makes a grunt noise as you two pass and your knight-in-shining armor looks up.

“Gonna go get some food. Want anything?” Sapnap stops on the rocky path to the sidewalk, tilted up to hear the blonde’s response. The other guy shakes his head but nods to you in passing.

“I’ll tell her friends where she went,” says the blonde, and disappears through the sliding glass doors.

Your hand falls from his forearm to his hand and grasps it tightly, swinging back and forth as you stumble to his car. You flash him a grin that he just chuckles at.

“Watch your step,” he warns as you yank on the handle of the passenger door and nearly fall off of the curb.

“I’m fine,” you huff, and scramble to get yourself upright into the seat and buckled. He closes your door and jogs to the driver’s seat, climbing in and starting the engine quicker than your head comprehends.

The small space fills with the sound of Letters to Cleo as he’s maneuvering out of his parking spot and he slaps a hand at the stereo button almost immediately. His cheeks redden as he glances at you once.

“I love Letters to Cleo,” you admit, and switch it back on. Ah, Co-Pilot. A classic. “Be my co-pilot!” You sing, loud and sharp. He shakes his head but huffs out a reluctant laugh.

“My older sister loved them. Bit old for my taste, but—you know. Can’t deny that I love a little bit of 90’s angst.”

“Absolutely,” you nod vigorously and pick at your nail. “Oh!” The fork magically reappears at your side and you grab at it. “For my McChickens.”

“And for me,” he adds.

“Yup. You too.” But you drop it onto the seat and lean forward, fumbling with the volume dial until you feel the lead singer’s voice thumping into your heart. “I love this lady!” You shout and rock your head to the beat.

Shaking his head, his shoulders move in an easy laugh. The drive-thru line is kind of busy for 2 am, he notes, pulling in right behind a navy BMW sedan. But it moves quickly, especially when you’re moving in your seat, scream-singing the lyrics to I Want You To Want Me.

“Yeah,” he says, loud into the mic. “Two.”

“Alright.” The voice reports from the speaker, a background clicking joining their bored tone. “Two McChickens, a double cheeseburger—ketchup and pickle only— , a medium fry, and an Oreo McFlurry. Anything else, sir?”

Sapnap chews on his lip, and glances at you. You just give an encouraging thumbs up.

“That’ll be all,” he reports.

“Second window, and your total is $9.67.”

He barely has time to call a “thank you so much!” before the line ends with a click. Rude.

“Jesus Christ,” you moan the second you sink your teeth into your first sandwich.

“Agreed,” he mumbles and pushes as much cheeseburger he can fit into his mouth.

“This,” you start, swallowing. “is the sexiest thing I’ve encountered in all of my years. I thank all higher powers when I consume McChickens…” Trailing off for dramatic effect, you stare down the sandwich before mimicking a dinosaur war cry and practically shoving it down your throat. He just nods in agreement.

“It’s so nice out tonight,” Sapnap comments, swinging a look out his rolled-down window. He parked right in front of the Campus Quad, large bubbling fountain the show to your dinner. And some geese fighting each other for half a rotting hot dog.

“Mhm.” You crumple up your wrapper trash and toss it into the empty paper bag. “Could totally go for a swim.”

He turns and gives you a look. You look right back.

“Should we?” It’s barely a question.

“Um, hell yes,” is all it takes for you to say before you’re clambering out of the car and starting for the fountain. He follows closely after, jogging to catch up with your borderline track-star sprints.

“Wait up!” He calls as you reach the border of the fountain.

“Ugh,” you sigh, impatient. “Hurry up.”

“Mouthy,” he grumbles before kicking off his shoes and bending to fold his pants up over his knees. You just climb straight in and brave the cold.

Squealing, you hop from one foot to the other, shoulders tight as you get used to the freezing water. He laughs and climbs in right beside you.

“Shit,” he curses, and shivers. “This sucks.”

“You suck,” you quip right back and splash around. He stares, disgusted, at the water soaking up your jeans all the way up to your knees.

“You’re gross for wearing jeans in a fountain. That’s worse than wet socks.” He starts to move around as feeling comes back into his toes.

“What, would you prefer me taking my pants off?” A sassy look paints your face and he rolls his eyes.

“No, but you could’ve folded them up like a normal person.”

“I think you forget,” you start, and splash a palmful of water his way. “I’m quirky.”

He gasps, face twisting as the water hits his thighs.

“You’re dead.”

If campus police were patrolling the Quad right now, they’d see two college juniors wading around in a fountain, water up to their knees, having a competition to see who can inflict the most damage. He won, it seems, because your shirt is drenched all the way up to your ribs.

“Okay!” You shout, hands spread to brace yourself. The water in his palm falls. “I’m cold and I want my other McChicken.”

“Fine,” he sighs, and with some difficulty manages to get out of the fountain and back into his shoes. You just make your way back over to his car barefoot, braving the mulch and poorly-sanded concrete.

You both finish your food quickly, discussing menial things like how fast food restaurants always skimp on the pickles and how it’s truly a disservice to the world that so many people don’t know it’s Biggie singing the song Kat dances on the table to in the 1999 classic 10 Things I Hate About You.

When Sapnap pulls up to your house, he shifts the car into park and lets loose a heavy sigh. You whip around, hand on your buckle, and sport a very confused look on your face.

“I’m tired,” is all he says. Head falling onto the seat, he rolls over to give you a half-lidded look. You nod empathetically and climb very carefully out of his passenger seat. Your drunk muscles haven't caught up to your mainly sober brain, which is impairing your ability to look like a functioning human being.

“Thank you for tonight,” you chirp, smiling in at him with your arms folded on the open window sill. The half-drank Oreo McFlurry is lukewarm in your hand. He stares at your flushed lips.

“Anytime you want a drunk McChicken let me know.” He winks. “I have a gift card.”

“You spoil me,” you coo, and step up onto the sidewalk. “I’ll see you sometime soon, yeah?”

He nods, pursed lips fighting a grin.

Cute, you both think at the same time.

Sometime soon, somehow, means the very next day.

It’s breezy yet uncharacteristically hot out, and certainly way too bright for a hungover Y/N.

You’re sat on the porch swing, nursing a hot decaf coffee with lots of sugar and cream. Sunglasses sit comfortably on your nose, but you still have to squint. The pills you took have yet to kick in, so all you have to do is wait and try not to vomit into your mug. Suddenly, your phone lights up and buzzes to life. You press the green button and lift to your ear.

“What do you want?” Your voice is awfully froggy, you realize, and clear your throat.

“Good morning to you too.” Sapnap’s voice rings clear yet husky into your ear. The corners of your lips twitch up into a smile. God, you’re whipped just for the sound of his voice.

“It is definitely not a good morning,” you grumble and switch him into speaker phone. You drop the phone into your lap and stretch out further on the swing.

“Good morning for me,” he chirps cheerfully. “Take anything for the headache?”

“Yes,” you report, sounding like a pouting child and rubbing two fingers into your temple. “Some idiot fed me ice cream last night so this morning I woke up having to both shit and throw up.”

“Aww,” he sympathizes, sounding way too entertained. “That sounds like a you problem.” You stuck out your tongue, but upon realizing he can’t see it, make a ‘hmph’ noise into the mic. “Anyways. I called to see if you wanted to go get breakfast with me. Waffle House, specifically.” You make a face but lift yourself up off the swing, wincing.

“I saw a rat eat an entire piece of french toast there once. But—sure. I’ll pay.” He starts to whine, but you scoff. “Let me love you, bitch. You pay for my McDonald’s and I pay for your pancakes. Easy trade.”

“Whatever. See you in five.” He hangs up right as you twist the front door open and drop your phone onto the couch.

“Who’re you talking to?” comes from the kitchen and you jump, pressing a hand to your chest. A shirtless Karl enters the living room with a bowl of fruit loops in his hand.

“Jesus Christ,” you breathe, and duck into the hall closet for your pair of dirty tennis shoes. “I was talking to Sapnap.”

“Oh,” he says around his mouthful of cereal with a grin. “You guys dating yet?”

You pass him a weird look, bending to tie your shoes.

“Gimme like two weeks. I’ll have him at my beck and call,” you laugh and collapse back into the couch.

“I’ll believe it when I see it.” He quirks an eyebrow and exits stage left into your roommate’s room.

The few minutes it takes for Sapnap to come to your house are short but filled with contemplation. Do you really want to date him? He’s certainly cute enough. Nice enough. And smart enough. He seems to like you too—

A honk interrupts your thoughts. Always having to be obnoxious, huh?

“You’re annoying,” you mumble as you buckle your seatbelt. He just shrugs, tiny smile tugging his lips, and shifts into drive. The short trip to Waffle House proves more quiet than lively. He seems awake, actually, so you attribute the silence to your tumultuous thoughts. The music is nice, though. Bikini Kill is perfect for 10 am.

After you two order (three chocolate chip pancakes for him and two regular waffles with a side of hashbrowns for you), he finally breaks the silence.

“Hey, are we dating?”

You pause with your lip on the rim of your orange juice. Your gaze falls from his lips to his fingers wrapped around the coffee mug. Two silver rings adorn both his middle fingers and they glint underneath the fluorescent lights.

“Do you wanna?” You squint back up at him. The tips of his ears flush pink.

“I-uh… Yeah. Yes,” he says simply. You try to hide a smile, but realize there’s no point.

“Okay.” You take a long drink of your orange juice. “I really like you. A lot. A surprising amount, actually; I haven’t really dated seriously since highschool.”

He nods, shuffling his feet on the tile. What else does he have to be nervous about? you wonder.

“I’ve… kindasortamaybelikedyousincesophmoreyear,” he mumbles and you swallow.

“Huh?” Leaning forward, you set your glass down.

“Um,” he starts but doesn’t finish.

“Did you say you’ve liked me since sophomore year?”

“...Maybe.” His coffee becomes the most interesting thing in the world, apparently. “Do you remember that one time during the Summer Carnival where Karl lost his phone?”

“Uh—yes! Yeah, actually. I do remember that. He found it in the porta-potty. What about it?” The waitress sets down both your plates in front of you and you offer her a smile in thanks before she trundles off to the drink station. You pick up your fork and wait for him to continue.

“I left two hours early because you invited Michael from your computer science class.” You pause around your mouthful of potato and he just stares back, trying not to grin. “Yeah. I thought you were hot and left early because you brought another guy.”

“Michael is gay,” you say slowly.

“Yup.” He nods and shoves a forkful of pancake into his mouth. “Isn’t that so stupid?”

“So stupid,” you tease but your cheeks blush pink.

“Anyways. Now I’m dating you, so. Win for me.”

“Ditto,” you murmur, and manage to fit half of your first waffle into your mouth. “This is the easiest it’s ever been to start dating someone.”

“It’s ‘cause we’re cool, I’m pretty sure,” comes from a mouthful of pancake.

“That’s facts.”

The rest of Pancake House is bustling, a few families with young kids and some other hungover college students scarfing down similar breakfast foods and confections. You two barely give any other customers the time of day, too wrapped up in conversation and each other. The waitress gets a heavy tip after an hour and a half of struggling to swallow dough soaked in syrup and chocolate.

Sapnap walks you to your door after breakfast, hand on your waist and pressed to your side. It feels good. Right.

“I’ll see you Wednesday right?” You ask, turning to him with hopeful eyes. How could he resist?

“Definitely. Wouldn’t miss Game Night for the world— I can’t wait to beat your ass at Uno.”

“You’re insufferable, you know that?” You murmur but you’re already slinging an arm around his shoulder and bringing his mouth down to yours.

You taste like sugar, he thinks. His hands find the small of your back easily, pressing you further forward into him. You hum at that, tracking a hand up the back of his neck and into his hair to grip it between your fingers.

He smells both musky and sweet and cool at the same time: heaven. One of his hands slides up to grip at your neck, thumb rubbing at your jaw, and you make a pleased noise into his mouth. There it is.

“Y/N!” Shrieks from inside your house and you jump, pulling away from Sapnap with a smack.

“What?” You yell back, irritated, and he just laughs as he dips to press a kiss to your cheek.

“Stop tonguing your boyfriend and come help me with my photography project.”

“God damn it,” you sigh and drop your hands. His slide down to just rest on your hips, comfortable. “I have to go.” You're annoyed, that’s for sure, and he prays you aren’t too mean to your roommate.

“Alright.” He dips for a quick kiss one last time. Okay, two more times. Maybe three. But he pulls away, grinning. “I’ll see you Wednesday.”

And then he’s stepping off your porch, walking to his car with his hands in his pockets. You watch his back fondly.

God, boyfriend. He’s your boyfriend. Boynap. Sapfriend. You can’t decide on a name, but all sounds perfect.

Perfectly him.

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LIVE REACTION TO NIGHTMARE TIME EP 1

Idk if anyone would even be interested in reading this but as I was watching the show last night I kept writing down my reactions on my notes so here we are

*this is all in caps idk why just roll with it*

THE OPENING SONG IS SUCH A BOP OMG NICK LANG HIMSELF ?????? MONSTER FUCKER RIGHTS ???? HIDGENS ENTRANCE HOW ICONIC "LUCY IS HAVING NONE OF IT" I LOVE THAT OMG JOEY PLAYING KONK (?) IS SUCH A POWER MOVE I LOVE THAT THE BEGGINING IS JUST TARZAN FANFIC SKSKSKSKS MARIAH IS TEXTING JOHN (?) AND HES LAUGHING SM WE LOVE A COMEDY QUEEN I LOVE THEM USING THE ZOOM BACKGROUNDS SKSKSKS KONK IS AWFULLY CLOSE TO COCK AND I THINK ITS ON PURPOSE ?? SPECIALLY WITH THE LAG I HAD TO DO A DOUBLE TAKE SOMETIMES SKSKSKS SOMEONE JUST SAID "TED'S ORIGIN STORY" ON CHAT AND I LOST IT !!!!! COULD YOU IMAGINE ???? HANDSOME LADY ? I MEAN SURE TIGHT JOHN IS LOSING IT FUCK MAN, SAME CURT OMG THAT ACCENT OOOOOOOOHHHH BOY I KNEW IT WAS HER FIANCEE SHIIIIT WE CANNOT TRUST HIM I KNOW THIS !!! "ENTAGLED" SKSKS WHAT SIR HES GAY CHILL OUT WHATS THE YEAR, IT FEELS SO OLD TIMEY "I'D SAY YOU HAD FEELINGS FOR THIS APEMAN" OOOOOOOHHHH DONT U SAY JONATHAN IS A PUSSY BITCH I CAN TELL LUCY JUST DROP IT OH SHE ACTUALLY DID ????? FUCK IT UP BABE

(I JUST ACIDENTALY DELETE HALF OF WHAT I WROTE SHIT, ILL HAVE TO REWRITE IT FROM MEMORY) WHAT THE FUCK THEY WERE TRICKING US??? THEY CALLED IT, WHAAAAAAAAT WDYM "PLAY THE PROFESSOR" IS HE NOT A PROFESSOR WHAT ALTERNATE REALITY IS THIS I NEED TO KNOW

ARE THEY GONNA FUCKING KILL HIM WHAT??? SINGING LONDON BRIDGE WHILE CHASING SOMEONE IS MY FAV SCARY TROP HAHAHHA YEEEEESSS "TOOK OFF WDYM" GIRL HE IS HOLDING A GUN WHAT DO YOU THINK "WDYM" WHY DID HE KEEP THE KONK ACT AFTER LUCY LEFT SKSKSKSKS TED WTF SKSKSKS "I DO SOME OF MY BEST THINKING WHEN IM ERECT" HAHAHAHA TED LIKES TO BE A HIMBO THATS GREAT IS HE GOING TO KILL TED ?? AAAAAAAHHHHHH TED HE HAS A GUN PLZ DONT TEST HIM HE HAS ALREADY KILLED A MAN OOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCK RECAST???? WHO IS TAKING TED'S ROLE ????? OH SO ITS NOT OLD TIMEY AFTER ALL RED SOMETHING???? OH TED'S GONNA PROPOSE IS SHE GONNA SAY NO? SHES GONNA SAY NO RIGHT ? FUUUUUUUUCK HAHAHHAHA WHY IS HE NAKED ??? JAHAHHAHA WHAT WHAT IS HAPPENING TED WHAT ? "PROFESSOR SHOULD GO FUCK HIMSELF" HAHAHAHA PORNHUB PREMIUM ACCOUNT HAHAHAH "OOOoooOOoOoOoOoOohhHhhHh BUT IT IS" FUCK NO DONT KILL HER OOOOOOOOOHHHH TED'S DEAD SHIT OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH ROBERT'S ACTING IS *CHEF'S KISS* DAMN OH SHIT TED *NOW* TED IS DEAD FUCK HIDGENS IS HERE NOOOOOOOOOOO IS HE GONNA KILL HER ??? OH SHIT OH FUCK LUCY'S CAUGHT IN A BEAR TRAP WHY ARE PPL SAYING WORKING BOYS IN THE CHAT ??? OH THATS WHY !!!!!! YEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHH MINE IS A LITTLE BEHIND IS SHE BROKE ??????? OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHA I KNEW IT HIDGENS GOT PLAYED THATS ON YOU BUDDY OH FUCK HIM UP LUCY ! BECKY BARNES ????? HATCHFIELD LORE ???? WAS SHE RUNNING AWAY FROM HIS HUSBAND IS THAT WHY SHE CLIMBED A TREE APE MAN SHOW UP PLZ WHO IS IT THO ?????? JEFF HELL YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK JESUS CHRIST APE MAN YEEEEAAAHHH WOOLY FOOT ?????? IS IT CHUMBY???? OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHH HAHAHA YEEEEAAHHH HOW DID HIDGENS KNOW ????? OH IS IT OVER ?????? NOOOOOOOOOOOO I WANTED MORE ;-----; THIS WAS SO GOOD THO OOOHHH FUCK ANOTHER MUSIC NUMBER JAMIE YOU LOOK AMAZING !!!!!!!!!! I CANT WAIT FOR THESE SONGS TO BE AVAILABLR FOR US (IN LIKE 3 YEARS CAUSE IM BROKE SKSKSKSK) HE DANCES THE CAN CAN ?????? OKAY I SKIPPED A BIT TO BE ON TIME WITH EVERYBODY "ARE YOU FUCKKING HIGH????" YEEEEEEEEEAH PART 2 BABEY !!!!! NICK'S HAIR LOOKS AMAZING OMG OH ???????? BILL AND ALICE !!!!!!!!!!!!!! GOD I MISSED THEM !!!!!!!!! OH THE TEEN ANGST I LOVE BILL SM HE'S SUCH A GOOD DAD DEB ????WHY WOULD U HURT BABY ALICE LIKE THIS ???? "I MIGHT NEVER SEE DEB AGAIN" GOD ALICE CHILL OUT LET HER BE A PLAY WRITER BILL CMON "MY BUDDY PAUL" AAAAAAHHHHHHHHH BLINKY ??? I DONT TRUST THAT AT ALL FUCK NO JOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHNNNN I DONT TRUST HES CHARACTER THO OOOOHHH LOVE DISCOUNTS I DIDNT LIKE THE WORKER CALLING HER PRINCESS THO, SHES BILL'S DAUGHTER NOT YOURS OOOOOOHHHHHH NO OH NONONONOONO BILL IS GOING TO DIE I JUST KNOW IT BLINKY IS EVIL I CAN FEEL IT ALICE NO NO LITTERING WHORE JAMES !!!!!!!!!! ALICE IS ALSO GOING TO DIE MAYBE RIGHT NOW WHO KNOWS BLNKY WTF SHE IS A MINOR WTF AAAAAH I DONT LIKE IT HERE JAMES ILY BUT THIS CHARACTER IS CREEPY AS SHIT I DONT LIKE IT HAHAHAH TIGHT LOVE THEME PARK STUPID SHIRTS "I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE FUNNY" HAHAHAHAH DROWSY TOWN ? THE CHAT PULLED MY ATTENTION TO THAT BUT I DONT GET WHY ? IS THIS BAD "I'D FOLLOW YOU ANYWHERE" THIS IS SUCH A DAD THING TO SAY OH ALICE CMON DONT SAY THAT BILL CUT IT OUT WITH DECIDING YOUR KIDS FUTURE THATS NOT FUN OH GOD I DONT TRUST THAT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NO NO NO NO "AHOY BOYS AND GIRLS" NO NONONONONO UNCLE WILEY FUCK OFF THE SNIGGLES NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO FUUUUUUUUUCK NOOOOO AHHHHHHHHHHHHH "WE'RE THE SNIGGLES DONT BE SCARED" YOU KNOW WHAT SNIGGLES I AM SCARED BUT HELL YEAH SONG TIME OOOOOOOHHH FUCK IT UP JAMES OH ARE THEY GONNA LIKE GIVE THE AUDIENCE A SLEEP INDUCING DRUG OR SOMETHING ??????? "DONT BLINK" AHAHAHA I DONT TRUST THAT AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH "GREAT WE'RE DEAD" HAHAHAH THE SONG WAS A BOP THO "WHAT ARE THE SNIGGLES?" GREAT QUESTION ALICE "NOW U KNOW HOW I FELT WHEN I HAD TO SEAT THROUGH DEH" HAHHAHAHA "SEE U IN A SNIG" HAHAHA SNIGGLETTE ???U OKAY BBY??? OOOOOOOOHHH MORE SONGS HELL YEAH I LOVE ANGELA'S VOICE SM THE SNIGGLE PUNS ARE KINDA CONFUSING ME NGL WHY WAS THAT SO SAD OMG OOOOOOOH SHIT OH FUCK THEYRE GONNA KILL HER I JUST KNOW IT OMG "PRAISE THE WATCHER" OH MY GOD PLZ DONT KILL HER "UNTIL HE'S SEEN EVERYTHING" W H A T LAUREN'S VOICE SKSKSK SO CUTE PAPA SNIGGLE I DO NOT TRUST YOU THOSE ARE ALIVE ARENT THEY ????? OH FUCK SNIGGLETTE IS SHE OKAY ????????? "ANGELA R U ALRIGYT" WHAT "SHUT UP JEFF" OH MY GOD I DONT LIKE WHEN THEYRE SELF AWARE SKSKSKSK " U CAN SHUT THE HELL UP LAUREN" HAHAHAHA BILL OMG HE'S SUCH A DAD HAHAHAHAH ALICE IS SO NICE DO THEY NOT KNOW "ARON AROOON" HAHHAHA OH CHURROS I LOVE THOSE THE GIRL SHE DOESNT LIKE ?????? OH NON BINARY RIGHTS LOVE IT "IS THIS A FRIEND OF ZIGS" OH LOVE RESPECTFUL DAD DEB NOT COOL OH ALICE SHIT ALICE BBY IF SHES CHEATING ON YOU THATS NOT ON UR DAD STOP SHITTING ON HIM LIKE THIS "ITS UR MOTHERS FAULT" OH MY GOD HAHAHHAHA GREG AND ALISON ? AND BETH ?? DOES BETH LIKE HER ????OH NOOOOOO GREG NO U SHITTY SON OF A BITCH GOD FUCKING PUNCH HIM OH NO HAHAHA FUCK NO THEYRE ALL POSESSED ARENT THEY THATS THE TEEN FROM THE MOVIE THEATER HAHAHHA "it lagged ;-; now we wait" A MAN IN A HURRY HAHAHAHHA OH SHIT BILL IS MAD IS HE POSESSED TOO ??????? OH SHIT WHATS HAPPENING BLINKY ????????? OH NO OH NO SHES GONNA HAVE A PANIC ATTACK THEYRE GONNA BE FINE RIGTH ??????? RIGHT ???? BREATHING EXERCISES BABY CMON OH NO PLZ DONT DO ANYTHING STUPID BILL NOOOOOOOOOOO BILL PLZ DONT DIE AGAIN I LOVE YOU SM PUT UR SEATBELT BACK ON PLZ NOOOOOOOOO OH THEYRE BOTH GOING TO FALL ARENT THEY OH NO OH MY GOD OH SHIT PHONE IS BROKEN OOPS AWN IM GONNA CRY PLZ LET THEM SURVIVE I BEG YOU NICK LANG OOOOOOOOH TWILIGHT BUT GAY I AM *HERE* FOR IT OOOOOH THANK GOD THEYRE SAFE THANK YOU NICK LANG BILL YOURE SUCH A GOOD DAD OH GOD SHIT ALICE CHILL OUT ITS JUST A PHONE BABE "SHE KNOWS IM WATCHING HER" I DONT TRUST THAT IS *SHE* POSESSED OR IS THIS JUST TEEN ANGST ALICE UR DAD IS TRYING HIS BEST PLZ CUT HIM SOME SLACK OH MARIAH TURNED HER CAMERA OFF OH DEAR GOD WHAT DOES THAT MEAN HAHAH I LOVE LIVE BLOOPS OH MY GOD BLINKY IS TERRIFYING FUCK NO DO NOT GET THAT WIGGLY JUNIOR BILL DONT HOW ??????? OH MARIAH IS BACK WHAT DOES THIS MEAN ??????? WHY CANT BILL GET THE MALLET THING DONT TAKE IT YES SMART LAUREN ? SKSKKSS WHAT MADAM IRIS I DO NOT TRUST YOU WHAT ?????? IS THAT ALICE'S PHONE ???? BILL DONT GET SCAMMED OH ITS AN ALL SEEING IPHONE ALICE CHILL PLZ IS HE GONNA DIE ????? PLZ NICK DONT DO THAT ALICE DONT DONT KILL UR DAD 49.95 AGAIN BILL PLZ TRY ANOTHER GAME JAMES DAMN THATS RUTHLESS BILL WHAT AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH IS THAT REAL ???????? IT CANT BE ??????? OH ITS NOT REAL ARE THEY MAKING THEM HATE THEIR FAMILIES AND KILL EACH OTHER ?? A TENDER KISS ON THE CHEEK FROM A DEMON HOW NICE GUYS PLZ JUST GO TO THERAPY I BEG U WHAT ARE U GONNA DO BILL? KICK HER HEAD ??????? (SORRY I HAD TO) BLINKY'S FUNHOUSE THAT SOUNDS WARM AND COMFORTING THIS IS LIKE THE OPPOSITE OF NOT UR SEED FIGHTING IN THE MIRROR PART OF A FUN HOUSE IS ALWAYS A GOOD HORROR MOVIE TROPE OH FUCK ARE THEY GONNA WAKE UP OH FUCK PLZ WAKE UP ESCAPE THIS ALIVE YEEEEAAAAAAHHHHH OH SHES GONNA SHOOT HIM ISNT SHE ????? SHES GONNA SHOOT HIM I JUST KNOW IT HES AWAKE SHES NOT IS BLINKY GONNA KILL THEM ?? OOOOOOOOHHHHHH FUCK I KNEW IT OH HELL YEAH ALICE FUCK IT UP ARE THEY GONNA DROW ?? OH NO OKAY DID THEY SURVIVE ???? IS SHARED TRAUMA GONNA SAVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP SKSKSKKS THEY SURVIVED !!!!!!!!! THANK YOU NICK LANG (AGAIN) WAIT HOW DID SHE GET HER PHONE BACK ? OH MADAM IRIS DID GIVE HER PHONE BACK AWWNNNNNNNN ALICE THIS ONE HAD A HAPPY ENDING YAY WELL IG THE OTHER DID TOO BUT NOT FOR THE CHARACTERS WE KNEW

THIS WAS SO GOOD I LOVER STAKID !!!!!!!!!!! I JUST WISHED I WASNT BROKE SO I COULD PAY FOR THE NEXT ONES KSKSKSKSK WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU GUYS TO DO YOUR REACTIONS FOR THE NEXT ONES !!!

I HEARD GREG AND IT WAS CRAIG SKSKKSSK OOPS

*from this part on is reactions from after the show when starkid was answering questions from the chat*

YEEAAH VOTE FOR BIDEN HELL YEAH STARKID

"THE WITCH IN THE WEB" WEBBY ???????? DO WE GET TO SEE HANNAH AGAIN ?????

A THEORY ON TUMBLR FROM REDDIT ON A INSTAGRAM ACC ON YT OH MY GOD SKSKSKSKKS

THE STORIES ARE CANON !!!!!!!!! THEORIES LETS GO GANG

STARKID FANS WHO CAN DONATE TO STARKID PLZ DO I WISH I COULD DONATE TO THESE TALENTED PPL G O D

I WAS CORRECT IT WAS KONK WITH A K

NERDY PRUDES MUST DIE YES!!!!!! WORKING BOYS !!!!

"NICK LANG IS A BOSS"

MARIAH: SAYS FUCK AS ALICE ALSO MARIAH: GEEKED THE *FREAKED* OUT

TIP JAR HAS BEEN OUT FOR 11 YEARS HELL YEAH

HOW TF DO YOU SPELL ZIGGS BTW

OOOHHH THEYRE FAKE THAT MAKES SENSE OK NOT FAKE COMFIRMED BUT PROBABLY FAKE LETS HOPE DEB DIDNT ACTUALLY CHEAT

"WELL I WAS BORN IN 1989" HAHAHAHA

BECKY CLIMBED WHILE RUNNING FROM HER HUSBAND I FEEL LIKE THATS WHAT THATS ABOUT

OH GOODIE I GET TO WATCH THEM LATER IDK WHEN BUT AT LEAST IK SOMEDAY

BLINKY VS WIGGLY

OH CMON NICK I WANTED TO KNOW ;-;

THIS WAS SO NICE I MISSED THEM ;-;

#starkid #team starkid #nightmare time #zoom #starkid show #blinky #hatchfield #starkid fandom #live reaction #starkid live reaction

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hxntaeil · 5 years

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╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ min yoongi. 25. he/him. have you seen han taeil? they used to be so free-spirited before their heart got broken. now they just seem to be very confrontational. i think it had something to do with getting into a physical fight with their ex, but who knows how accurate that is. i know, we should get them a fresh pack of cigarettes to help cheer them up! maybe then they’ll start acting like starlit skies, vinyl albums, & late night train rides again.

lea here with another ( slightly trashier ) boy! i have a pain in my neck & its already 1am so this is gonna be a mess, but here’s a rundown for those interested. give this post a lil heart and i’ll raid ur dms to plot asap! bless this mess.

→ taeil was actually born in nyc, as the only son of a couple who -- for lack of better words -- couldn’t really give much of a shit. he was an accidental pregnancy, and dealing with him was more of a chore to them than anything else. as he grew, the feeling became mutual.

→ when he was 7yrs old, his parents had another kid, this time a baby girl. at first taeil absolutely hated it, but unlike with his parents the more time that passed the more he begun to appreciate his baby sister. despite his own young age, he found himself babysitting her a lot.

→ school was rough. he was the typical problem student for most of his education. bad grades, bad attitude, stuck in detention a lot for acting out. most adults in his life were convinced he wouldn’t get far, and in some ways they were kinda right.

→ his teen years were the most troublesome. he got into fights with his parents often, becoming more and more rebellious. he’d be lying if he said it wasn’t for the attention. his sister, being the more quiet and studious type, was someone he was often compared to -- the most notable moment coming from his mother when she branded him still her biggest mistake yet.

→ around the age of 17 taeil just decided to jump ship. staying at home just wasn’t worth it anymore, and as much as he loved his baby sister, he’d managed to convince himself she’d be alright on her own for a little while. stealing a couple of hundred dollars from his parent’s savings stash, he packed a bag and just left.

→ his intention was to find some low paying job and pay rent for some shitty apartment and hey, maybe his sister could come live with him instead and everything would be sunshine and rainbows now, but of course that was a far-fetched dream.

→ instead, he started wandering and just... never really stopped. overnight coaches into new cities, sometimes even new states. staying in one place for no longer than a few months at a time, jumping from couch to couch and making a million new friends but never really connecting with any of them. along the way ( around the age of 22 ) he met his latest ex; some hot guy in florida with a taste for chaos and a weakness for trying to fix broken boys, and all of a sudden taeil learned home could be a person and not a place.

→ it was the most serious relationship with anyone taeil had ever had. they’d been dating for roughly a year when they decided to attempt settling down. it genuinely scared him, but he tried so damn hard to make it work. they found a place to stay, and he applied for any job he thought would take him. working at burger joints or clothes stores was easy enough, and when their financial situation got extra rough nobody ever seemed to notice the couple of bills he’d slip from the register into his own pocket.

→ time passed, people change, and taeil and his ex eventually started growing distant from one another. he’s not even sure how, or why it started. traits that were once endearing to each other became unbearably annoying, and the occasional squabbling now and then turned into full blown shouting matches at the drop of a hat. pettily trying to annoy each other out of spite, things would be said during arguments to purposely hurt one another -- taeil always regret it moments later, though he was unsure if his ex ever did.

→ their relationship was a ticking time bomb that eventually went off in the ugliest of ways. both insults and objects were thrown, as well as punches. taeil still has the bruised cheek and busted lip that proves it -- it hasn’t even been that long since he moved out again.

→ right now he’s basically back to square one. he finds a weird sense of comfort in that, but is still lowkey kind of scared, though he’d never dare show it. as usual, he’s determined to fix his problems in the same way he always has; running away, booking a ticket on some overnight coach and starting fresh in a new location -- this time, palm beach.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

→ someone who let him sleep on their couch for a while in the past ( or maybe the present, who knows ) → drinking buddies → someone younger than him that he can treat like a little sibling p l e a s e → we love a good fwb plot → he’s a deadpan shit who loves the colour black, smokes way too much, loves horror and spooky things & i would absolutely love for him 2 be friends w someone that is the polar opposite to him bc im weak for that kind of dynamic → idk im real tired this is a mess ill write something better in the future sdkfjasdf

#tsunamintro #this is bad but go easy on me im tired and in pAIN lmao

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minchase-ingclouds · 5 years

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𝕒𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ｌｅｆｔ, 𝕚 𝕔𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕤 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝒻𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒶𝓈𝓎

╰ ♡ ✧ ˖ chae hyungwon. 25 he/him. have you seen charles “chase” min? they used to be so +confident before their heart got broken. now they just seem to be very -timid. i think it had something to do with (tw: abuse) his sugar mama emotionally/physically abusing him, but who knows how accurate that is. i know, we should get them hair dye to help cheer them up! maybe then they’ll start acting like fairy floss and cherry blossoms blooming.

basics

name: charles min

nicknames: chase, whatever nicknames his sister gives him, rosir (his sTriPPEr NamE)

age: 25

pronouns: he/him

sexuality: heterosexual (he thinks) ((but is actually bisexual)) (((he’s confused ok)))

tldr

traumatic childhood backstory etc in the bio below so if ur here from dee’s intro on ciel then jump down there hey

anyway bc of the traumatic childhood backstory, chase and his little sister ciel moved out when he turned 18 and she was 14/15ish

long story short he became a stripper to support them

when he was about 20, he met tiffany, a rich business woman who frequented his strip club because she thought he was stunning and had seen him on a night out with the girls

she wasn’t that old, maybe 7 or 8 years older than him, and approached him one night asking for a private session where she then asked if she could take him out on a proper date

they dated for a while and she became his sugar mama, asking him for sexual favours but paying for pretty much everything, EVERYTHING he wanted and even offering to pay for things for his little sister too (she was stubborn and refused tho)

only a few months ago, tiffany had an STI scare and insisted it must be chase’s fault bc - you’re a stripper, you’re a whore, i bet you cheated on me - and when he told her that no, he’d been loyal, and if she had cheated on him and had this scare then he thought they could work through it and stay together, she continued to grow more agitated and (tw:abuse) started to throw things and hit him

when his little sister found him in their lavish penthouse (courtesy of tiffany, ofc) he was covered in bruises and cuts

together, they decided to move to palm springs to a shitty little apartment since chase was done with tiffany, wasn’t going to use her credit card ever again or even speak to her again and now we’re here, his arm’s just healed after being broken but his heart still hurts and he kinda misses tiffany - after all, they were together for four years

bio

born in new york, new york, chase was a curse to his father from pretty much the moment he was born; with his mother dying in childbirth, his father had a love/hate relationship with him, since he reminded him so much of the wife he so loved but was also the very reason she was gone

when he was 4 his father remarried a woman named stacy who was pregnant with a little girl ( @cielmins )

speaking of ciel! if you are here because you were redirected by dee (thanks for palming this bit off to me btw sweetheart) then buckle up kiddos, cus we’re about to go for a RIDE

stacy was never all that nice to him, mostly put up with him because she loved his father, gerald or some other basic dude name

of course, stacy absolutely ADORED ciel, since she was her actual daughter, but chase never resented ciel - in fact, quite the opposite, since he adored her even more than their parents did

yes, chase is literally the most doting big brother that could ever exist, would move mountains for his baby sister if she asked (she would never ask because she’d figure out how to move the mountain herself), but that doesn’t stop the pair from being literally The Worst™ to each other and general public nuisances of the meme variety

side note - although nobody ever told ciel that she and chase aren’t related and are just step-siblings, she has a big brain and figured it out eventually (chase couldn’t be prouder of his genius little sister, although the difference in their ethnicities was probably the biggest tip off)

home life was not so great - stacy was constantly feeling undermined by gerald’s first wife, knowing he would always love her just that little bit more, and the more insecure she felt, the more she’d take it out on chase, and the meaner she was to chase, the more distant gerald was towards her and to ciel. it was kind of a cycle.

just before chase’s 18th birthday, ciel pointed out that they could run away, just the two of them, and take care of each other like they always do. her big brain pointed out that as an 18 year old, he could be her legal guardian

so, at 14ish (maybe 15? idk how old ciel is tbh) and 18, the pair moved out

when it became apparent that they weren’t coming back, stacy and gerald said fuck it, got a divorce since they were really only together for the kids at that point anyway, and ciel and chase were pretty much independent from then on

he and ciel even adopted a kitty named mayonnaise britney spears min - but you can call her may for short

as two teenagers they uhhh weren’t so great in the funds department and chase took it upon himself to provide for them so that ciel could focus on her studies - sacrificing his own education, he put himself through odd jobs here and there until one day shortly after his 19th he was approached by someone who told him he’d be great at ‘twilight modelling’

turns out by ‘twilight modelling’ they meant hhhh stripping

well, one look at ciel’s immaculate report card and the pleased twinkle in her eyes when she started talking about scholarships and college and stuff, chase was absolutely fuckin gone and knew he’d do anything to keep that look on his baby sister’s face so - hoo boy, here we go, ya boi turned to stripping

it actually took him a while to let ciel know, he told her he was, well, twilight modelling because he didn’t want her to know, but when she did eventually find out about one and a half years later, she help him come up with his rad stripper name - Rosir, because it’s french for ‘pink sky’ which matches ciel’s name, but also ‘the colour you turn when you’re embarrassed’, which suits him

a year into stripping, he meets tiffanny, and yk, all that stuff in the tldr, she pays for all his loans, buys him all his fancy designer brands, gives him plenty of allowance (which ya boi saves cus he’s not an idiot), even buys him a car and opens up her penthouse for the two of them

of course, when shit hits the fan, he has to give up his fancy car and leave the penthouse with ciel, now the two of them live in a shitty little apartment in palm springs because he doesn’t want to blow al their savings and since his arm was kinda uhhhh broken after the ordeal, he’s only just been able to get back into stripping (since he stil isn’t qualified for anything)

(tw:emotional abuse) before he started dating tiffany, he was pretty sure he was bisexual. tiffany had him confused for years because she told him that liking it up the ass didn’t mean he was gay and he could enjoy bottoming for a woman without being bisexual; he was totally straight, she would insist, and he started to believe that and to this day he struggles with whether or not he’s straight or bisexual because he knows he finds men attractive, but he isn’t sure if he would date one --> this was a form of emotional abuse that went on for literal YEARS

(tw:emotional abuse) should i mention that tiffany was kinda lowkey the worst and also tried to convince him to stop being a stripper several times? things like “you don’t have to strip, you’re basically my personal prostitute baby” and “you don’t need an education, i’ll always be here to provide for you, you’re all mine baby boy” and when she’s mad uhhh “you’re my little whore, got it? no one else’s” so............. yh let’s just say ciel wasn’t a fan but chase, well, he was blinded by those hearts in his eyes

but don’t feel too bad for him! chase actually kinda likes stripping now, thinks it’s made him feel much more confident with himself and his body, having always felt maybe he was too gangly and thin and awkward, and he likes the feeling he gets when people can’t take their eyes off of him

despite the fact that he’s a stripper, he’s actually real sweet and innocent. has only had sex with tiffany, has never even kissed a guy and hasn’t even really kissed many other girls except for a few awkward dates he’s had here and there - most he’s done is private dances for paying customers

anddddddddd now that he’s been saving, and is finally free of tiffany and of his shit ass parents, with encouragement from ciel, ya boi has finally, finally started college

it’s a little scary since he’s older than most of the people in his classes, but he’s studying to become a kindegarten teacher and cannot wait for the day that he can hang up his lacy black garters and pick up a whiteboard marker

so, still stripping and working part-time as a waiter to pay the bills, chase is starting a new chapter of his life (signified by his brand new pink hair, courtesy of ciel), and whilst he doesn’t know what the future has in store for him, he’s ready to face it with a big smile and with his baby sister (aka his favourite person in the whole wide world) by his side

wanted connections

well hello beautiful people! if you’re still here, i must say, i’m rather impressed, so without further ado let’s get into this

ride or die best friend - chase only met this binch after moving to palm springs, but they happened to see him entering the strip club and figured out he worked there and, uhh, with persistence and a promise not to tell anyone, they became great friends and probably visit his shitty apartment to play with may and piss off ciel all the time

classmates - everyone needs a study buddy! if u got an ugli in college, throw em his way

gay awakening - now, chase isn’t necessarily going to date this person or even develop feelings, but as a beautiful man he’s going to turn chase’s sexuality upside down and cement his suspicions that yes, he is bisexual no matter what tiffany said (taken: moon jisoo)

honestly open to anything! hmu if you have any plots you’d like to chuck at him or any you’d like to fulfil <3

signing off for now,

yours faithfully

mich

#tsunamintro #bio

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sidekickhq · 5 years

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Any WCs recommendations that can be filled by a character’s that 18/19

everything is under the cut !

AJAX FALCONE , our CHARLES MICHAEL DAVIS fc is looking for OTHER GANG MEMBERS connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( very very flexible on who these characters are. The one requirement is that they would be members of a mutant street gang, based out of several different large cities. you want jax to be like an older bro? DONE. pal? DONE. wise old man? DONE. literally, i’ll work with your character however, but it just needs to make sense for them to be part of a mutant street gang! )

ANDROMEDA ROSALIE ISLEY-QUINZEL, our LANA CONDOR fc is looking for a GOTHAM FRIEND connection who looks like UTP who is 19-26 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they were both in gotham together at/around the same time! there’s a few ways this could go. they went to dance academy with andy, they were someone who took her under their wing, or just someone right around her age that she became friends with. while andy didn’t partake in the gotham walk of life directly, she didn’t ever judge it or care about it much. she helped, sometimes, too, so this char’s morality is rather open. )

BEATRICE ZSASZ, our EMMY ROSSUM fc is looking for a GOOD INFLUENCE connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying at scbotage ( but feel free to do so !! ). ( bea has a lot of bad habits. she’s constantly destroying herself, and yet she survives. like a cockroach. every sort of risky business she can participate in, i assure you she has. she’s done everything in her power to make sure she doesn’t make it past 30. this is someone who tries to steer her away from her self-destructive tendencies. )

ETIENNE BEAUBIER-JINADU, our SUHO fc is looking for a EX FRIENDS / MAX OF FIVE connection who looks like HENRIK HOLM, BARBIE FERREIRA, CODY CHRISTIAN, HASEUL, MAIA COTTON, MADELAINE PETSCH / UP TO PLAYER who is 19-25 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( tw: abusive relationship. this is for the group of friends that etienne cut out of his life when he was dating his now ex-girlfriend. it was an abusive and controlling relationship so his friends could have possibly tried to talk to him about it and he ended up pushing them away until they were gone. i think it would be cool for them to be friends again. he’s put his past behind him and is trying to move forward. )

MAGGIE THANOSDOTTIR, our ZOEY DEUTCH fc is looking for a SPACE BEST FRIEND connection who looks like UTP who is 100+. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( maggie spent most of her life in space - she is currently 450 and has only been on midgard for like 1-2 of those years. i would love for her to have someone that she was very close with when she was younger ( 200’s) and have travelled around space with. she’s was a little less morally concious then, so they probably got into some fun but crazy shit. if you want more infor or to talk this plot through more just message me at bby-thanos)

MAKENA THURMAN, our ZOE KRAVITZ fc is looking for her ADULTHOOD SUX SQUAD / THREE - FOUR FRIENDS connection who look like UTP who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( you know what’s hard about adulthood? all of it. makena was kinda super shuttled towards having to be a functioning adult when keely came along, but that doesn’t mean she 1. enjoys it and 2. is any good at it. paying bills on time is hard. remembering to renew her internet security is hard. getting regular smear tests? hard. nothing is easy, and this is the group of friends she laments that with. three to four wine mom’s / dad’s / parent’s / people who aren’t parents but who are in or around the same age and having just as much trouble adjusting / etc who met in a doctors office or something and who now get together every week just to drink wine and complain about taxes and anti-vaxxers. )

MORGAN ROTH, our SOFIA CARSON fc is, looking for a BEST FRIEND connection who looks like UTP who is 18 TO 20 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( preferably another tt kid. but they grew up together and have been friends since they were little kids. just ! best friends ! who care about and support each other !)

NIKKI BARTON, our PHOEBE TONKIN fc is looking for a YOUNGER SIBLING FIGURE connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER who is UNDER 21. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( so! i’m into two versions of how this goes, but both of them are down to one thing: nikki has never had a sibling, and with the shitty homelife she’s had… she’s always kind of craved one. she sees something of herself in this character, and that’s where the option is. either they’re sweet and innocent and something to be protected, like she once was… or they’re a demon straight out of the depths of hell, and someone she can see her current self in. nikki will take them under her wing and be a voice of reason, if needed, or a cool older figure who can supply them with booze, if .. also needed. it’s p open cause i’m not too fussy ! )

PERSEUS XAVIER-LEHNSHERR, our NICK ROBINSON fc is looking for an ADHD PAL connection who looks like UTP, who is 17-24 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they’ve been best friends since percy was adopted by the xavier-lehnsherrs at five years old, and have been best friends since. they grew up together. learned how to ride a bike together, snuck out for the first time together, and everything in-between and after the fact. the general polarity of their personalities doesn’t matter, but it’s necessary that they get along. bonus fun if this person doesn’t like will, percy’s s/o. )

PERSEUS XAVIER-LEHNSHERR & WILLIAM WADE WILSON, our NICK ROBINSON & BRANDON FLYNN fcs are looking for a PARTY SQUAD / 4 PEOPLE connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( a party squad !!! yeet. those who go out together stay together. they’re thick as thieves and have been through a lot. they’re totally awful in the fact that they have very little respect for the law. percy + will hav been friends w them for a while + spends a lot of his time w them. check out pinterest @ desiderum/party-squad/ for the board. ) ( blayze constantine, more )

PERSEUS XAVIER-LEHNSHERR, our NICK ROBINSON fc is looking for a WOMB TO TOMB BEST FRIEND connection who looks like UTP, who is 17-21 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they’ve been best friends since percy was adopted by the xavier-lehnsherrs at five years old, and have been best friends since. they grew up together. learned how to ride a bike together, snuck out for the first time together, and everything in-between and after the fact. the general polarity of their personalities doesn’t matter, but it’s necessary that they get along. bonus fun if this person doesn’t like will, percy’s s/o. )

SELENE CONSTANTINE, our VIRGINIA GARDNER fc, is looking for a MAGIC FRIENDS // TWO TO THREE connection who looks like ANY FACE who is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( selene’s been around magic their entire life, and they are very comfortable with magic and other magic users. i just want a friend group of people that are all magical or magic-adjacent. they don’t have to be the traditional witch / sorcerers / magicians just… magic-adjacent. )

TEDDY BROCK our TOM HOLLAND fc is looking for a PUNK GANG connection who looks like UTP who is 17-23 YEARS OLD. ? you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( it’d be rad to have some kinda cool kid gang who just skip class n chill and listen to records and hate authority (like “cool” kids) kinda like an old biker gang ! ) ( gunnar vidarson, more )

TEDDY BROCK, our TOM HOLLAND fc is looking for a BEST FRIENDS/SECRET CRUSH connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE, ANY GENDER who is 18-20 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( just someone they relate to or someone completely different that checks up on them, gets them massively. their symbiote probably loves ur character a lot ?? friends to lovers type bs!!)

VICTORIA CREED, our STELLA MAEVE fc is looking for SOMEONE TO PROTECT who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is ANY AGE / PREFERABLY YOUNGER THAN HER. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( from now and until the end of her life, victoria is gonna be living with what she’s done, and working on making herself better. i like the idea of her coming across someone who’s just… good. the goodness radiates off of them, and they make her think of all the innocent people she’s hurt, and also kind of make her think about the innocent person she could have been, if the world allowed - and maybe they’re not having such a good time of it, or maybe they are and she just wants to make sure that things never sour for them, but either way, she takes it upon herself to be their guardian angel. maybe more accurately. personal attack dog. she works hard to keep them safe and to her that means being willing to lay her life down for them at a moments notice and being equally as willing to take a life for them, too. ) ( isaac howlett & ? )

WINIFRED BANNER-ROSS, our SOPHIE TURNER fc is looking for a CHURCH FRIEND connection who looks like UTP, who is 18-24 OR 25+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying . ( tw: church / catholicism. winnie runs the youth group @ the church near paragon so im. idk just pals from that church. youth group kids, maybe. 18-24 would b youth group ppl, anything older would be other church attendants )

WINIFRED BANNER-ROSS, our SOPHIE TURNER fc is looking for a SHARED / MUTUAL TRAUMA BUDDY connection who looks like UTP, who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying . ( tw: shooting. despite being completely different, they bond over the trauma they’ve suffered after being shot, and ur character helps winnie out quite a bit. their friendship is peculiar, but an essential one for both of them )

ATTICUS ‘KIT’ COULSON , our LUKE PASQUALINO fc is looking for a YOUNGER SIBLING connection who looks like LUDOVICA MARTINO, GIORGIA WHIGHAM, NICOLE MAINES, HERMAN TOMMERAAS, LUDOVICO TERSIGNI, OR UTP who is 16-21 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying at. ( kit was all over the place as a teenager, constantly in trouble for partying. growing up, they were always the closest to their twin and probably wasn’t the best older sibling, whereas their twin probably was much closer with the younger sibling. i can see this sibling either trying to get closer to kit, or pushing them further away after their mother and brother died when kit was 18. )

BUCKY BARNES, our SEBASTIAN STAN fc is looking for a BIOLOGICAL SON connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE, who is 17-21. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( honestly just a mini bucky would be amazing )

FABIAN TODD, our BOB MORLEY fc is looking for a BIO SIBLINGS ( 3 ) connection who looks like LIZA SOBERNO, JAMES REID, PARIS BERELC / ANY RELEVANT FC who is 18-25 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( so they’re kids of mario falcone + his wife, though fabian doesn’t know it and doesn’t know they’re siblings because fabian was left in an alley not long after they’re birth. )

ISAAC HOWLETT, our BEN HARDY fc is looking for a YOUNGER SIBLING connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE, who is 16-18 years old. you DO have to contact prior to applying at FLOWINGELECTRICITYX. ( the two of them would’ve been half siblings, same mother different father. They also would’ve been really close until their mother died. They got separated then, because of Isaac running off and being taken to Xavier’s School. They then would’ve been adopted/taken in by a superhero/villain!)

JEANNIE DRAKE KENT, our STEFANIE SCOTT fc is looking for a HALF SIBLING ( via warren ) connection who looks like ( EMMA DUMONT, ASAMI ZDRENKA, RYAN POTTER ANY ½ WHITE FC )) who is ( 19-23 YEARS OLD. ) you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( half siblings that are known publically to be worthington – nothing is set in stone with this connection but feel free to message at gods lost roomba#5813 to hear more about it! )

LAURA KINNEY, our MONICA RAYMUND fc is looking for a ADOPTED CHILD ( 2 ) connection who looks like CENGIZ AL, FROY GUTIERREZ, SHAMIR BAILEY, JUDE KARDA, CAMERON BOYCE / UTP who is 16-23 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( so these two, laura took in, probably a few years ago but could’ve been more recently too. they’d be a victim of abuse, underage prostitution, kidnapping or even from an organization similar to weapon x or weapon x itself. just abuse in general because i think it would hit laura hard and she wouldn’t be able to say goodbye to them. laura would’ve rescued them on one of her missions and took them in and eventually legally adopted them. they’re really close, i imagine and laura would kill anything for them. bonus points if they’re trans or nb !!! )

RAYNOR LOKISON, our CODY FERN fc is looking for a ADOPTED CHILD connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE, who is 16-17 YEARS OLD. you CAN have to contact prior to applying at ofrcvenants. ( raynor is a therapist who works with kids/people who have lost someone. Raynor tries to keep a distance from clients, but he got attached to your character and close, and ended up adopting them. )

ROSARIO HILL, our MELISSA BARRERA fc, is looking for a YOUNGER HALF SIBLINGS / ADOPTED SIBLINGS ( 1 to 2 ) connection who looks like DIEGO TINOCO, TRINITY ANNE, EDEN ESTRADA, SOFIA REYES, CIERRA RAMRIEZ, ISSA LISH, DANNA PAOLA, ARIELA BARER, MANPREET MABRA, LAURA HARRIER, TRISTIN MAYS, LULU ANTARISKA, KEKE PALMER, TAZZY PHE, TINA TAMASHIRO, TOMMY MARTINEZ, MARLON LANGELAND / AT LEAST HALF MEXICAN IF BIO, ANY FACE IF ADOPTED who is UNDER 25 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying.

SOFIA STRANGE, our ELIZABETH OLSEN fc is looking for a FULL SIBLING connection who looks like KIERNAN SHIPKA, ALDEN EHRENREICH, EZRA MILLER, UTP who is 18-25. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they would probs be a sorcerer too? but like a mini army of strange kids would be dope. )

TRIXIE ESPINOZA, our CHRISTIAN SERRATOS fc is looking for her ( TWO ) YOUNGER HALF-SIBLINGS VIA CHLOE & LUCIFER who look like ANY FACE CLAIM / ONLY HAVE TO BE HALF WHITE who are anything from 16-22 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( i’m tweaking the timeline that i’m mainly working from - the lucifer tv show - just a bit to allow for a broader age range of siblings, but what i waNT here is !! lil decker-morningstar kids !! i’m not even fussy on whether they’re like, bio or not, i just think… trix would be an awesome big sister, and it would REALLY solidify the fam connection here for there to be a lil fam running abt the place. )

ANDROMEDA ISLEY-QUINZEL, our LANA CONDOR fc is looking for a POLY SHIP / 2 1 CHARS connection who looks like UTP, who is 19-25 YEARS OLD. you DO have to contact prior to applying at SHCOTINGSTAR. ( andy has baggage, certainly. she’s a past weapon x detainee, unbeknownst to her, adopted from a broken family, and had her heart broken by the first person she dated. she’s serial dated for years. but these people, they made her stop & start to appreciate love for what it is again. this connect can be filled by someone of any gender. ) ( half filled by birdie drake-kent )

DANIEL FOSTER-THORSON, our TARJEI SANDVIK MOE fc is looking for a EX BOYFRIEND connection who looks like MIGUEL BERNARDEAU, CHRIS VERES, DYLAN SPRAYBERRY, ANY FC who is 18-21. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( they’d preferably be a kid of another asgardian. someone not related to thor, obviously. he and danny dated when he spent a summer on asgard, and it probably happened directly after he and his first girlfriend broke up. he was exploring his sexuality and they were super cute for as long as they lasted, but it was the briefest fling and when he returned to earth, it ended. now they’re reunited! )

DANIEL FOSTER-THORSON, our TARJEI SANDVIK MOE fc is looking for an EX GIRLFRIEND connection who looks like OLIVIA COOKE, ISABELA MONER, BENEDETTA PORCAROLI, LETITIA WRIGHT, ANY FC who is 18-21. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( the first and only girlfriend danny ever had. they were probably really cute at first and perfectly on track, but as time went on danny’s misgivings grew, and he started to realize that he wasn’t into her in the way he should have been. they could have ended badly or on good terms, and either would be cool by me! )

DEVYN XAVIER-LEHNSHERR, our COURTNEY EATON fc is looking for a SKINNY LOVE connection who looks like PLAYER’S CHOICE, who is 19-22 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( basically, your character and Devyn are in love with each other but neither of them have been able to tell the other. )

HELENA BARNES, our KATHERINE LANGFORD fc, is looking for a EX GIRLFRIEND connection who looks like IMAN MESKINI. INDYA MOORE, ARIELA BARER, NEELAM GILL, ODEYA RUSH, PARIS BERELC, LYDIA GRAHAM, NICOLE MAINES, NATALIE ALYN LIND, LIZA SOBERANO, NATASHA LIU BORDIZZO / UTP who is 18-21 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying at. ( the relationship wouldn’t have been the healthiest uh because helena isn’t the best at emotions other than anger )

HELENA BARNES, our KATHERINE LANGFORD fc, is looking for a SLOW BURN ROMANCE connection who looks like LYRICA OKANO, NATALIA DYER, ARIELA BARER, LISA TEIGE, PARIS BERELC, HAILEE STEINFELD, LIZA SOBERANO, CINDY KIMBERLY // PLAYER’S CHOICE who is 18-21. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( girls falling in love and working through trauma and being soft ! it’s all i want )

IVAR BRAGISON, our KIM JISOO fc is looking for a MUSE/ROMANTIC PARTNER connection who looks like UTP! who is 18+ YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( at first, ivar is just drawn to them and wants to know about them, to write about them but the more they get to know each other, the more they romantically bond and like many other muses with their artist, they become lovers. - any gender is ok for this connection )

SERAPHINE CURRY, our MAIA COTTON fc is looking for a LOVE INTEREST connection who looks like ANY FEMALE/FEMALE ALLIGNING NB FC who is 19-23 YEARS OLD. you (DON’T ) have to contact prior to applying at BUT CAN @/SELACHIS. (can also … be apart of the childhood crush wc, but effectively, someone who is a lot more assertive in their emotions, very much the yang to sela’s ying, i would love to have an end game ship but 👉👈 )

TEDDY BROCK, our TOM HOLLAND fc is looking for an EX-SOMETHING connection who looks like ANY MALE FC who is 18-22 YEARS OLD you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( teddy is an emo loser who pretends to be all emotionless and punk, it would be nice for them to have someone they can be nerdy and vulnerable around, they maybe even know the symbiote? ? but just someone who he can be soft w !)

TEDDY BROCK, our TOM HOLLAND fc is looking for a FLING/FWB connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER who is # 19-22 YEARS OLD you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( honestly something casual and regular ig?? like whenever one of them is bored or stressed they,, hang out. the symbiote means my kid has a lotta…energy so this can be multiple connections, any gender!! )

WILLIAM WILSON, our BRANDON FLYNN fc is looking for his EXES connection who look like PLAYERS CHOICE who are 19-23. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( before he got with percy will was sort of all over the place, and he has a lot of exes to prove it. he probably stupidly let quite a few of them think that they were going to be something more before moving on from his flavor of the week, so there’s equal opportunity here for grudges to be held as there is for them both to have moved on. )

AERONWY GWYNN, our VAJEN VAN DEN BOSCH fc is looking for a PARENTS CLUB connection who looks like UTP ! who is ANY AGE you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( this is for a group of parents who aren’t necessarily the best parents? they all try super hard but they probably didn’t have the initial instincts people assume parents have. bonus points if they struggle with post partum depression / psychosis like aeron does. )

ANDROMEDA ROSALIE ISLEY-QUINZEL, our LANA CONDOR fc is looking for a LITTLE SIBLING FIGURE connection who looks like UTP+ who is YOUNGER THAN 24 YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( something about them drew andy in and made her want to protect them. it can be as simple as they’re aura or as intricate as them being the same in some way - similar powers, both adopted, etc. but andy is fiercely protective of this person. she’s not a very scary person, she’s often the one BEING protected, but for them it’s a role reversal, whether they younger of the two likes it or not. )

CASSIE LANG, KATE BISHOP, & NOH-VARR, our HAYLEY KIYOKO, MEDALION RAHIMI, & NICO TORTORELLA fc, is looking for a NEW YOUNG AVENGERS // MAX TWO connection who looks like INDYA MOORE, LYRICA OKANO, ANA DE ARMAS, LISA TEIGE, AMANDLA STENBERG, KARAN BARR, DAVID CASTRO, RJ CYLER, ABIGAIL COWEN, PARIS BERELC, YARA SHAHIDI, IMAN MESKINI // ANY FC THAT WORKS who is 26 & UNDER you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( a few months ago, the young avengers got back together! exciting. this is basically a wc for new paragon students that they have welcomed into the young avengers since then. can be an avengers or not, can have a legacy or not, it doesn’t really matter! )

DANIEL FOSTER-THORSON, our TARJEI SANDVIK MOE fc is looking for PEOPLE HE TUTORS connection who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( danny is pretty smart, so if your character is slacking at school or something, he can be of assistance! he’s also… pretty easy to walk all over, so this doesn’t have to be such a cut and dry connect if you want someone to play off of your character a bit ) ( gunnar vidarson, more )

DANIEL FOSTER-THORSON, our TARJEI SANDVIK MOE fc is looking for a FORMER BULLY connection who looks like PLAYERS CHOICE who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( kids can sometimes be.. not the best. back when they were younger, this character used to pick on danny a bit; it was easily done, but also, you know, not great. danny’s never quite forgiven them and it might be the only grudge he’s ever held, but they’ve kinda. totally forgotten about him. )

ELEKTRA TROY, our JENNA COLEMAN fc is looking for a CLIENT connections who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you ( DON’T ) have to contact prior to applying. ( elektra is a defense attorney and has probably defended some people in paragon - would love for her to have some clients either present or past! )

FLETCHER WEST, our GRANT GUSTIN fc is looking for a PATIENT connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD you DON’T have to contact prior to applying ( young medical resident Fletcher West sees a career for himself in treating/taking care of meta-humans, mutants, mutates, etc. If you gotta problem, yo he’ll solve it) ( kurt rogers, benjamin parker ii, more )

GARFIELD LOGAN , our MANNY JACINTO fc is looking for a YOUTUBE FAN connection who looks like UTP who is 16 - 24 YEARS OLD you ( DON’T ) have to contact prior to applying ( SO Beast Boy has a very popular Youtube channel, because he also is an actor and does voice acting. Ya boy is an entertainer! And hes here at Paragon!! Your muse would be a fan, and we can decide what happens from there! Fun fan bonding times would be something gar is here for. Let him happily influence young people for the better ! )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a STUDENTS connection who looks like UTP who is 16-18 you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( have a high schooler that needs to impress a girl and/or colleges? have a high schooler that needs another elective? have a pretentious high schooler? put them in French class. )

JOSEPHINE-MARIE JUDE MURDOCK, our MEAGHAN RATH fc, is looking for a ZOMBIE / BACK FROM THE DEAD CLUB connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE. you DON’T. ( not the official name but just people who are friends based on the fact that they all died and came back to life. )

KATE BISHOP, our MEDALION RAHIMI fc, is looking for CLIENTS (MULTIPLE) connection who looks like UTP who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( kate’s a p.i., she investigates things from cheating to crimes to the occasional crime ring, so uh yeah hire this coffee-fueled mess. )

KURT ROGERS, our ALPEREN DUYMAZ fc is looking for a CLIENTS connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( if your muse needs to hire a hero who is trying his gosh dang hardest but will probably only produce mediocre results, then kurt is your boi.)

KURT ROGERS, our ALPEREN DUYMAZ fc is looking for a PARTNER/HERO TEAM connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( i just need him to have at least a partner while he’s doing heroics, otherwise the big dummy is going to get himself killed.)

KURT ROGERS, our ALPEREN DUYMAZ fc is looking for a COWORKERS connection who looks like UTP who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( just give me people who work at johnny’s bar and complain about customers with kurt or bother him about his lack of people skills. )

LOGAN, our ��HUGH JACKMAN fc is looking for SAVED MUTANTS connections who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( So we all know Logan has a habit of happening upon small mutant children that have run into some trouble. The details of this are VERY open to each specific muse, but basically Logan found these connections in a tough spot, then probably brought them to Xavier’s (or, more recently, Paragon) for help. )

LOGAN, our HUGH JACKMAN fc is looking for WEAPON X connections who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( The only requirement of this connection is that the muse was somehow affiliated with Weapon X, and somehow had contact with Logan at some point. Very loose & open, we can decide whether they’re allies or enemies or somewhere in between, and where things go! )

LOGAN, our HUGH JACKMAN fc is looking for PEOPLE HE’S HELPED connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DONT have to contact prior to applying. ( This is vague because there are SO MANY possibilities. Logan has travelled far and wide, and if a major issue comes up somewhere around him and catches his attention? You bet he tried to help somehow. This could range from like…. helping someone escape an abusive partner to stopping a small town from falling into the hands of total corruption. Come at me with your ideas!!! )

MAKENA THURMAN, our ZOE KRAVITZ fc is looking for her ACCIDENTAL VICTIM connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( though she doesn’t really know it ( she’s always suspected, but there’s no real way for her to check ), makena has some level of probability manipulation, inherited from her mother. for her, this manifested as doing well in tests she didn’t study for, but stressed about until her mutation kicked in, or being unusually good at convincing her parents to allow certain things, or… dot dot dot. a lot of lucky coincidences, if you will, have dotted HER life - but for this character, just being in the vicinity of the girl that doesn’t like them and who they certainly don’t like either ( reasons tbd ) turns their luck sour. she projects onto them unknowingly, twisting their luck and turning it bad - meaning that when they’re around kena, they’re FAR more likely to suffer some pretty horrible happenings. maybe they realize what’s happening, based solely on knowing about her mom. maybe not, and it’s something that needs to be discovered. either way… who’s to say how they’ll solve it?)

MARISOL GRAYSON, our VICTORIA JUSTICE fc is looking for a NEXT GEN TITANS connection who looks like LIZA SOBERANO, TIERA SKOVBYE, OLIVIA HOLT, SHARON ROONEY, ARIA SHAHGHASEMI, ASA BUTTERFIELD, CODY FERN, AUBREY JOSEPH / UP TO PLAYER who is 17+ you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( marisol’s dream has always been to be a vigilante and now she is under the mantle of blackbat, which means that she desperately wants to get a team going. they don’t even have to be a kid of a canon yj/tt/titans member and their mantle’s could be completely original! i also see it as everyone being a leader depending on what’s going on and what mission they’re handling. )

MORGAN ROTH, our SOFIA CARSON fc, is looking for a INCORRECT PREDICTION connection who looks like ANY FC who is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( morgan gives out cheap divination readings and sometimes just… gives someone a reading because she is um a lot. she’s mostly correct, but this time ! she was wrong ! just flat out wrong! i imagine it was something comically wrong like ‘you are going to get a promotion at work soon’ and the next day… your muse was fired or smth )

NAOMI DANE-SUMMERS, our NAOMI SCOTT fc is looking for a MINI BROTHERHOOD OF EVIL MUTANTS connection who looks like UTP who is 16-28ISH you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( essentially they’re the new age of the brotherhood of evil mutants !! the new generation. )

NIKKI BARTON, our PHOEBE TONKIN fc is looking for a EX-CLIENTS connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER who is ANY AGE you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( i’m gonna keep this one a little vague, cause.. i wanna leave it open to multiple people, and i think every single one of those could have a different sort of dynamic with her. nikki used to work as a drugrunner for a major dealer named callum. he was, for want of a better description - an abusive piece of shit, and he continued to be that right up until nikki killed him in self defense. HOWEVER, before he died and she got carted off to jail, nikki used to do a lot of jobs for him, and they led her across states. she would have rubbed shoulders with a lot of not so great people, but also some kinda ok ones. some might have heard what happened, others won’t and might be kinda confused about what the FUCK happened to their supply, but either way.. i want. also. callum coulda had some other helpers. idk. i just want it ALL. )

RAMONA DARKHOLME, our MADCHEN AMICK fc is looking for a APPRENTICE connection who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is YOUNGER THAN 30. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( right now, she’s a security guard and mechanic, but over her 53 years, romy has been a lot of things. while i see this as someone who she’s grown quite close to / taken under her wing / been adopted by who’s interested in learning the tricks of the mechanics trade, i’d be willing to talk with anyone on changing that and making what they’re learning from romy into something different! i just think it’d be neat if she had someone who’s almost becoming a child figure, in her eyes, who she can kinda… learn to be softer with, and really practice with in regards to learning how to be a better mother. )

SELENE CONSTANTINE, our VIRGINIA GARDNER fc is looking for a TEAM OF SCAM ARTISTS & THIEVES connection who looks like UTP who is ANY AGE you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( think leverage! a close-knit found family who just happen to be crooks and criminals. part robin hood type thing part just for their own gain ) ( manon gwynn, ajax falcone + others ! )

SERAPHINE CURRY, our MAIA COTTON fc is looking for a MUSE connection who looks like ANY FC who is 19-25 YEARS OLD. you (DON’T ) have to contact prior to applying at BUT CAN @/SELACHIS. ( just someone she paints and writes music for all the time. would love. )

SKYLAR MCCOY, our JENNIE KIM fc is looking for a SOMEONE SHE KNEW FROM WHEN SHE WAS WITH VICTOR connection who looks like UTP, who is UTP YEARS OLD. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( she spent eleven years of her life with him. from ages six to seventeen, skylar, or as this muse would have known her, artemis, was under victor creed’s hand, going around the world with him as he worked with the hand - and when she worked with him, eventually. this connection is someone that knew skylar during her time then. who remember her as someone else. artemis, a dying light that only knew how to fight, not how to think. )

THEORA TREVOR, our KATE SIEGEL fc, is looking for a PROTEGE-LIKE connection who looks like UTP who is 16 TO 26. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( This is basically for a character that wants to be a doctor, whatever stage of their education they are in. And while Theora isn’t exactly the traditional mentor type, she took them under her wing. She cares, even if she’s not the best as expressing that. )

TOMMY SHEPHERD MAXIMOFF, our SURAJ SHARMA fc is looking for a GROUP OF FELLOW FORMER INMATES/WEAPON EXPERIMENTS BY THE US GOVERNMENT THAT TOMMY BROKE OUT (unlimited) connection who looks like UTP, who is 16-26. you DON’T (but can) have to contact prior to applying at FEELTHESTXRM/DISCORD. ( basically while the young avengers were broken up Tommy sort of bounced aimlessly around the country from family member to family member until eventually he got tired of feeling useless and decided to start going around to other ““juvies”” (read: lowkey mutant/superhuman testing facilities trying to turn kids and teens into weapons under the guise of being maximum security juvenile detention centers for superhumans) and basically destroying them and freeing everyone along the way. Some of these people ended up joining Tommy on his quest and they ended up forming this sort of, makeshift family especially considering most of them had no family to go back to and that they were all technically escaped felons. Some of them probably left over time to do other stuff, some of them could even be villains now (which would be fun (read: dramatic) since tommy is back with the YA), but they all would still love each other lots and probably be highkey protective of each other. (some of these folks could also end up in part of the new YA, i think that wuld be neato!))

TOVA VIDARSDOTTIR, our EMMA MACKEY fc is looking for COWORKERS connection who looks like ANY FC who are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( just a small connect for more people who work in the local record store ! tova could do with some people who she can have the typical work dynamic with, and mayb they can even b friends outside of it! )

TRIXIE ESPINOZA, our CHRISTIAN SERRATOS fc is looking for ILLEGAL PATIENTS who look like UP TO PLAYER and are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( trix is a med student, and she does a lot of work at the local hospital - but i also imagine that over the last few years, she’s sort of made a name for herself in the lowkey sense as someone who’s willing to treat patients out of hours / out of the hospital / etc on the downlow. if your character is a vigilante / hero / villain / etc, who sometimes gets themselves fuckt up and doesn’t want to make the big deal it could be by getting treated officially… hit her up ! she’ll fix you up for free, and she’ll do it discreetly. )

TRIXIE ESPINOZA, our CHRISTIAN SERRATOS fc is looking for MORTUARY COWORKERS who look like UP TO PLAYER and are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( so !! trixie currently works at the local morgue, and as of right now… i think she’s the only one who does? and i’d love for her to have some coworkers there, cause it’s obviously such a heavy job, and i think… while it doesn’t phase trix, it would still be nice for her to have people who can relate to how TOUGH it can be sometimes, and who she can kind of have developed a little something something with. )

WILLIAM WILSON, our BRANDON FLYNN fc is looking for his ARCH-NEMESIS connection who looks like ANY FC who us ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( wrong place, wrong time, every time, apparently. will isn’t a vigilante by any means, and he definitely gets into a lot of trouble on his own, but he likes to be nosy and that has led to him seemingly foiling this characters plans… quite a few times, now. almost habitually. they probably think of him as the worlds biggest killjoy because he always stops their fun, specifically, unaware that will can be as bad as them usually. )

VICTORIA CREED, our STELLA MAEVE fc is looking for her THERAPIST who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( victoria is just the latest in a line of traumatized students to begin attending the school / living in paragon, but… when i say she’d really benefit from having someone who’s trying to listen and understand and help her… i mean it. they don’t even have to be fully licensed therapists - and part of me kind of loves if it’s just someone doing this out of the goodness of their heart. she’s spent twenty six years being broken down into a shell of an actual human being, and under her “fathers” thumb, she’s never developed any sort of emotional or social or, well, normal skills needed to live, and really suffered every sort of abuse a person could. she certainly has some sort of stockholm syndrome from it all that’s going to be hard to break through, and she just needs someone who’ll listen, and hear her, and then.. offer a shoulder to lean on, or offer words that might help her through. )

VICTORIA CREED, our STELLA MAEVE fc is looking for her TUTOR / ANY NUMBER OF who looks like UP TO PLAYER and is ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( again ! victoria is another in a long line joining the school who doesn’t really have.. any sort of formal education behind her, and while i do think it’s a good idea to have her go down this path, i struggle to see how she’ll make it without having people willing to work with her. she’s smart, and she’ll pick things up quite quickly, but she’s still going to be a difficult sort of student just because she’s never really had to learn things in this kind of setting - people with patience encouraged, but people without would be equally fun )

VICTORIA CREED, our STELLA MAEVE fc is looking for VICTIMS who look like UP TO PLAYER and are ANY AGE. you DON’T have to contact prior to applying. ( twenty six years spent being little more than another weapon in victor creed’s hands means that victoria has… a lot of blood on her hands. i dare say that none of it is blood she wanted to spill, but the fact remains that she never really knew enough torefuse. she’s done a lot of things she’s not proud of, and she’s hurt a lot of people - meaning she’s going to be spending a great deal of her very long life trying, in vain, to make amends in some way. i want for her to encounter people who she’s hurt. either directly, or that… she hurt their family or distant family before alongside victor, and either she recognizes them and seeks them out, or they recognize her and seek her out. give her people who shout and scream about what she’s done, and people who can’t believe she’s being allowed walk around and keep on living. give her people who know she was just another victim of a psychopath, who could maybe give her something she’s never had before - forgiveness - and make her feel a way she’s also… never felt before. give her all sorts of connections under this heading bc i think it’s unrealistic if she has none. )

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whatare-cats · 5 years

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here’s the fucking truth.

3 years we were almost dating, I wanting to have your fucking baby i was waiting.

I gave you every piece of me I help you pay our rent, but at the end your best friend became the priority and you wouldn’t even let me vent.

Nigga he slept on the bed my rents bought and we slept on the fucking floor.

You were verbally abusive it would have been better if you just beat me, you made me feel so fucking useless and worthless like even you didn’t want me. what kind of joke was that lol.

You’re just like marc, he even told me you probably got it from him, youre a fucking goof no fucking man puts his own goddamn women down like that.

Supported us when you couldn’t hold a job gave you my car even bought you guys a goddamn one too, you guys made me hate myself made me feel trapped and claustrophobic so I flew.

I stayed in someone’s backyard for a week while you pricks stayed in the fucking house we got together, but we didn’t really do anything together because there was always another (milf) or several

You claim to not have cheated, then you claim you fucked some bitch in yyc. But bitch i have all your messages the notifications from every app your just a lying motherfucker who was so fucked in the head, and i couldn’t breathe.

I see your messages they legit say “ if you ever need good head and thick dick let me know cuz ur fine af” now buddy i’m pretty sure your thinking with your dick cuz that’s cheatn on your girl i’d say. ask anyone they’d take my side.

While you were doing this you’d leave me every morning in our bed, At this point I was going through the worst part of my life because of you and ur bf and all you could ever fucking think about was giving another bitch head.

“No baby, I don’t wanna sext you because It makes me uncomfortable,” “Come here bitch my gf just left for school let’s go fuck in her bed” your fucking head is unstable.

My bad for wanting to have a 3some i know you weren’t mature enough, lol i didn’t think you’d twist my words to make it seem like i gave you permission for you to cheat. But i guess i forget the things i say (bcuz i’m bipolar right), so you were right babe my bad, yes go ahead and cheat on me.

You made me feel suicidal, made me feel fucked for going thru the same shit you did in 2014, Nigga you made me so desperate to get away from you the only solution was the gun but first some morphine, cuz i’m a fucking addict right.

I was in the hospital forever not that you fucking care because you claim to be the fucking victim, NOT ME, buddy you gave me an ulcer from all the stress you caused me from all your sick milf fun i hope she bruises her knees, for you, i bet you’d like that wouldn’t you. (since you were tired of normal boring sex)

Moose you downgraded hard you see I gave you the world, i’m crazy in bed i paid all your bills and oh ya, i never cheated on you because i was your fucking girl, man.

Haha let me know when you find another b who squirts. Seriously, cuz i’d like to take her for a spin myself damn i’d make it hurt.

Look how fucking easy it was for me for 3 years to stay faithful to you, wasn’t that hard now you call me a fucking whore, why i have no clue?

Lol is it because I enjoy sex ? I’m not sure how that makes me a whore, that’s fine, youre hilarious because you’d be sexting other women behind my back then go kick down the fucking door. Like I betrayed you.

You’re pathetic, I know you have no life, because you lost it when you left it all out west just because of the tinder hype.

You make me fuckin laugh because I saw the fat bitches you were sexting, nigga look at your girl look what you had bud but you must be fucking tripping. or mentally insane. (i think both)

I know my worth, and damn them other men fucking know it too haha, my fucking turn to have some fun cuz man i deserve it 3 years faithful to you, (what a waste), but damn idk how that makes me a whore.

Ha one more thing.

I recall you telling me all the drugs you’ve done your whole life, nigga what have i done?? xans to help me relax from all the overwhelming stress, some weed some liquor, blow, for some fun.

Nigga you done acid, speed, molly, now you fucking with the fat bitch named tina (wish it was holly) w/e bitch shut the fuck up i ain’t no addict you need the fucking help for making me feel these fucking symptoms bro,

Freak cuz I had one dart when we ended it buddy go look at your lungs you might as well have been smoking in your mamas womb.

Look how fucking easy it was for me not to cheat, wow, think with your head not your fucking dick you need help you’re a little beat.

You need to stfu bitch and get your priorities straight, you bitch so much about respect, nigga where was mine?? you claim to be so perfect but you have no respect for the people who loved you.

Anyways bud, Thank you for showing me my worth, now i won’t ever waste my time on boys like you.

Finally got a taste of the different meat, red, damn maybe i’m trying to get up on that girl on girl heat.

Cheers baby

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wheneveryourereddie · 6 years

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The Heart Wants What It Wants

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Summary: Richie and Mike are twins but couldn’t be anymore opposite. Even though Mike is happy with his relationship with Jane (Eleven), he can’t get his brother’s boyfriend out of his head.

Warning: There is this thing called ANGST near the end, so yeah, there’s that.

A/n: I’M STILL A REDDIE SHIPPER! PLUS MILEVEN IS ALL THE FUCKING WAY! I just saw this edit from instagram and I thought it was a cool idea, besides all the angst.

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Richie and Mike maybe identical twins, but they couldn’t be anymore opposite then each other. Richie would always be coming up with the most ridiculous ideas while Mike would be needing to calm him down somehow. Even the way they dressed was different! Richie always had his glasses and Hawaiian shirts and ripped jeans. Mike could just be easily found wearing his navy blue hoodie or a decorated sweater and normal jeans. The two do love each other, they just don’t show it much.

“Did you do the homework?” Dustin hoped, pulling out his notebook.

“Yeah, it’s due next lesson,” Will nodded.

“Shit!” Dustin curse as he messily scribbled down something.

“You do this every time with English!” Lucas exclaimed.

Dustin groaned, “I’m sorry, but since when do I need to know Shakespeare’s work on Romeo and Juliet in my life!?”

“Right now would be a great time!” Max groaned.

“What does he do?” Jane asked confused.

“Leave his homework to the last minute as some sort of statement,” Lucas tried to explain.

“Jesus Christ!” Dustin sighed, “Mike, back me up here!”

Mike wasn’t listening to their stupid argument. His mind was far away from what was going on in front of him. Instead, Mike was watching something completely different. His attention was drawn towards his twin brother, Richie and his little boyfriend.

Of course, Richie had once again somehow injured himself. Only god knows how he did it, but there he was with Eddie. The two were sitting on the staircase of the school halls while others past by them. Richie was going on about something he probably saw while Eddie would make a comment here and there.

“Mike? Earth to Mike Wheeler?”

The last bandage went on and Eddie let out a sigh of relief. Richie smiled as he laced his fingers within Eddie’s little fingers. A small smile formed on Eddie’s lips, leaning his head onto his boyfriend’s shoulder. Mike saw his brother say something stupid, earning a disgusted face from the smaller figure. Laughter erupted from Richie as Eddie chuckled along with him.

“Jesus fucking Christ! Mike!”

It didn’t take long for Richie to soon start placing kisses on the side of Eddie’s face. That’s where Mike ruled the line. His eyes darted way from the happy couple. His gut was getting all twisted and jumbled up from what he saw. Mike clenched his jaw as he tried to forget the memory.

He had no idea why the hell he’s been feeling like this for a while. The Wheelers have known the Kaspbraks since kindergarten, they were cabin buddies in the 4th grade! It was just that Richie ended up being the gay, well bi, one of the family. With that, he found out the guy he liked was gay and thought fuck it. Mike knew Eddie was gay, and into guys like Richie for some reason. Hell, Mike wasn’t anywhere near gay, let alone bi like Richie! So then why the living fuck can’t he get Eddie out of his damn mind!

“oh my GOD! MIKE WHEELER!”

“What!?” He finally gave them the attention.

“Lucas is yelling at me for not doing my English homework, but in reality I won’t be needing it in the future!” Dustin tried to catch him up. “Now! Could you please explain to Lucas that there is no reason to study it.”

“You guys are freakin’ children,” Mike rolled his eyes.

“No we’re not!”

“We’re all children, you idiot,” Max corrected them. “We’re still under the age of 18.”

Dustin shook his head in annoyance, “You guys are fucking useless,” stuffing his notebook back into his backpack.

Will looked around, trying to find a clock, but stumble upon something almost illegal, “oh god.”

“What?” Max asked, looking in the same direction. “Is your brother trying to swallow him?”

Mike looked over, only to regret it later in advance. Richie’s arms were wrapped around the smaller figure as he pulled Eddie closer to him. Eddie had both hands on Richie’s face, trying to steady the hormonal boy. Meanwhile, both the boys looked like they were trying to eat each other until one is gone. Mike really wanted to stop the two, he really did, but he knew once he goes over he’ll never hear the end of it.

“Just ignore them,” Jane pulled Mike away.

Lucas, “yeah guys, just ignore them.”

“How about as revenge, dress up as Richie and try to make out Eddie,” Dustin thought.

“And this is why I come up with the ideas,” Lucas sighed.

“Even if I could, or wanted to,” he won’t lie, Mike did want to, just to see what it was like, “Richie tried dressing up as me for halloween, thought I was so emo it would be scary.”

“Did it work?” Will asked.

“He burnt himself with Nancy’s straightener and couldn’t even leave the house without bumping

into something.”

“Why?”

“Probably because a bat can see God compared to Richie!”

The party all nodded and tried to ignore the two. It was like a gift from the Lord when the bell rang. The group disbanded to the classes they had next. Mike, being the gentleman he is, he walked alongside Jane to her next class.

“Are you alright?”

“What?” Mike asked, confused.

“When Lucas and Dustin were arguing, you kept on looking at Eddie and Richie,” Jane explained. “You didn’t look happy.”

“I was just grossed out by them,” Mike shrugged off. “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure?” Jane asked, a little more hopeful this time.

Mike gave his girlfriend a warning smile, “trust me, I’m alright.”

Jane returned the smiled, then gave him a quick peck before skipping off to her next class. Mike smiled and continued his journey to his own class. That’s when it clicked. Oh shit, Eddie was in his next class.

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“Why is Richie’s t-twin staring at you?” Bill asked, looking behind them.

“I don’t know,” Eddie looked behind him.

Oh god, Mike was full on staring at him. It took Mike a few seconds to realise Eddie made eye contact with him. He shuffled in his chair then starting paying attention to the lector. Eddie rolled his eyes as he pull his phone out.

“Wh-wah-what are you doing?” Bill asked.

“Texting him,” Eddie laid his phone out flat on the table, “cover me.”

Edd K: u need 2 stop starin

Mike’n Ikes: i wasnt starin!

Edd K: bullshit! u left scars on my head!

“What’s he saying?” Bill asked.

“Nothin’ yet,” Eddie sighed.

Edd k: why u starin’ anyways?

Mike’n Ikes: ur big head iz in da way

“Mr. Kaspbrak!” The teacher erupted, making poor little Eddie jump. Her heels clicked against the titles as she strutted forward towards the boys. Her hands were glued to her hips, “texting in my class?”

“I was texting him!” Mike stood up.

The teacher turned around, her stand becoming more strong, “and why would that be?” Mike hesitated, he couldn’t think of a lie right on the spot. “Well Mr.Wheeler?”

There was nothing but complete silence within the air. It would’ve possible to hear a pin drop.

“Still nothing?”

“No, ms.”

“Then how about continuing your conversation in the principal's office?”

“What?” Mike questioned. “Ms, come on!”

“Now!” Then turned back to Eddie, “You too Eddie.”

All Eddie did was groan and flung his backpack over his shoulder. Mike did the same thing and followed Eddie down the hall.

The two boys sat in complete silence, probably planning on how to kill each other. Mike had his backpack by his feet and his hands in his jacket. Eddie had one leg over the other, twiddling his thumbs in stress. Fumes were leaving Eddie’s ears in smoke.

“My mom’s gonna kill me!” Eddie sighed, running a hand through his comb hair.

“Sucks to be you then!” Mike groaned.

“This is your fault!”

“No, it’s not!”

“If you just paid attention, none of this would’ve happened!” Eddie started.

“I told you! Your giant head was in the fucking way!”

“We were on completely different sides of the class!”

“You’re annoying!”

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up Einstein!”

The door opened as a student left the room. It wasn’t surprising that it was Richie himself leaving the principal's office. What was surprising was finding his boyfriend and his brother there though.

“Wait there for a few minutes boys,” the administration instructed, then closed the door.

A smirk grew on Richie, “oh my holy shit!” His smile grew bigger. “What did my little bro and little spaghetti do?”

It was almost like on command, the two said together, “he did it.”

“Woah,” Richie chuckled. “You gotta explain at lunch!”

“I will,” Eddie sighed. “I’ll see you later.”

“See ya,” Richie pecked his cheek, then turned to his brother, “you’re fucked.”

“Piss off,” Mike hissed.

“Whatever you say, little bro,” he smirked, then walked off.

“You’re only older by 8 seconds!”

~~~

“He hasn’t been acting up!”

“Richie! He has!” Eddie tried to get his message across. “He’s been staring at me a lot more the usual, tries to start conversations with me, more touchy-,”

“Touchy!?” Richie stood up properly against the lockers. “How touchy? Touchy as in hand holding, or as in wants to have a taste of your special sauce?”

“Richie!”

“I’m only asking Eds!” Richie defended for himself. “I’ll talk to him.”

“A, stop call me that & B, I better do it,” Eddie groaned.

“You sure? Cause I’ve been told we look almost like clones?” Richie was going on. “You could mistake him for me, and then that could lead to you being on your hands and knees like the other night!”

“Richie! I’ve known the both of you for god knows how long!” Eddie tried to calm him down. “I’ve got it.”

“Ah, Fine!” Richie slouched against the lockers. “I guess I won’t be your knight in shining armour!”

“You aren’t even a Knight!” Stan walked up to the couple, along with Bill and Beverly. “Let alone one in shining armour.”

“Wow, thanks, Stan!” Richie pulled a fake smile, the flipped him off.

“What did the p-principal say?” Bill asked.

“Principal?” Bev asked. “What happened Eddie?”

“Richie’s brother, that’s what happened.”

“Don’t worry Little Eds!” Richie smiled. “I’ve already got my revenge plan.”

“I said I was gonna talk to him.”

~~~

He knew where to go. This place was special to them, the three of them. Now it was different. They grew up and moved on to other things. Yet, whenever one of them is asked to meet here, then it defiantly serious.

This was those times.

Eddie waited for him there. His hands were constantly shaking in fear. The tension was already high in the thick air. He couldn’t wait anymore, where the hell was he?

The sound of gravel being pushed around startled him. Footsteps got louder the closer they came to Eddie. A tall figure took his seat next to Eddie on the log. The two did not make any eye connection whatsoever. Now it was time.

“I called you every night.”

“Yeah, I saw.”

“And did nothing!?” Mike asked, almost sounding heartbroken.

“What was I supposed to do?” Eddie finally looked over to Mike. “It was one stupid kiss, Mike!” Eddie stood up. “We were forced to kiss, remember?”

“Yes!” Mike stood up too. “Very clearly!”

“But that was months ago,” Eddie’s voice was more gentle now. “Mike. Ever since that damn party you’ve been acting differently towards me.”

“I know,” Mike sighed his bottom lip quivering, “and I fucking hate it.”

“If you continue this, Jane’s gonna find out,” Eddie tried to convince him.

Mike licked his lips, “she did this morning.”

“What did she asked?”

“That I was alright,” Mike hesitated, “because I saw you and Richie together, on the stairs.”

Eddie remembered that, oh so very clear. He just didn’t consider who was watching. He and Richie were too caught up in the moment to even care if a teacher had seen them. If only he was cautious a few hours ago.

“Mike,” his voice was soft but broken, “What I need right now is an explanation, not a full one, but at least an idea on what the hell is going on with you!”

“You wanna know!?” Mike cracked. “I wish I knew too!” Eddie was taken by his sudden outburst. “I wanna know why you’re always on my mind! I wanna know why it hurts so much me seeing you and Richie together! I wanna know why I want Richie to hurt you so I could be there for you! THE LIST GOES ON EDWARD KASPBRAK!” Mike had grown sick of this pain, now he was letting go of it. Tears started to drip down his cheeks and onto the gravel. “I wanna know why I’ve felt like this since that damn night.”

Eddie pressed his lips together as he swiped his tears away with his sleeve, “so what? Are you gay now or something ?”

Mike huffed, “I don’t know if this makes me gay, or bi or whatever the hell people want to identify them with these days.” Mike stepped closer to Eddie, the air getting thicker. “All I know is that, whatever these feelings are, there for you.”

“Mike,” Eddie sighed as he tried to hide more of the tears, “you know I can’t accept this, even if I wasn’t dating Richie or if I just wanted to.”

“I know,” Mike let out another tear. “I can’t force you to.”

“I love Richie, you’re twin.”

“That’s the only thing we have in common, besides our looks,” Mike chuckle. “We both love you.”

Another tear left Eddie’s sore eyes, “I really am sorry, Mike.”

Mike nodded, “it’s okay.”

“Goodbye, Mike.”

“Goodbye, Eddie.”

Then like that, he was gone.

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#it’s so good and literally about a psychic kid being like ‘i’m not psychic what are u talking about’ while he levitates desert into hi mouth

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I think Mrs. Michael Burnham deserves just. One nice day. At the very least

There should be an episode where she’s got like a day off or smthn. Tilly has dedicated herself to making sure Michael has a good day. There’s just a bunch random insane bullshit happening in the A and B plot, like idk Staments trying to clone a tardigrade and it being like feral or something, and then we just cut back to Tilly doing Michael’s nails

93 notes • Posted 2021-01-03 20:18:34 GMT

Reasons I have more than 1 name:

1. Gender greed

2. You know how dragons hoard gold? I hoard names and pronouns

3. If you have like 12 names how are the Fae ever going to figure out your True name?

- Like. They try call me “(birth name) ‘Blue’ ‘Pluto’ (last name)” and I’m just like “haha nice try buddy, u got 4/10, better luck next time”

4. I am secretly the demon that shows up and steals everyone’s gender and name in the middle of the night. I don’t use all the names but they’re in my possession. So they’re mine now.

- if u are reading this I stole ur gender. No u cannot have it back. Ur welcome.

5. I’m indecisive so instead of choosing one name I hit cntrl + a

6. It’s my gender and if I want to selfishly hoard names I can

7. Light yagami will never be able to kill me

99 notes • Posted 2021-05-02 20:49:33 GMT

I feel like any time I hear a question that’s like “what would you do with a million dollars?” My first instinct is “pay off any debts, save enough so there’s always food in the pantry, take care of my family, donate as much as possible, pay off people’s medical bills, etc etc”

And I think a lot of people jump to those same answers. Partly bc they’re logical and partly bc like we live in a capitalist hell world

But like those answers are, while valid, depressing and boring. I don’t wanna have to apply reality to a fun hypothetical

So. Instead here’s my question. Let’s say we live in a perfect world where all human suffering has been completely eradicated. All of it. There is literally no one in the world who needs or wants any sort of help.

I want to know what you’d buy with a million dollars. Actually, no. You now have infinite money. What are you buying? Are you going to commission a book? Blow a thousand dollars on video game micro transactions? Buy a tiara made of genuine gold and jewels?

Be as gaudy as possible. Be as selfish and money wasting as possible. (The only rule is you’re not allowed to buy things for other ppl)

So rb and tell me what you’d do with infinite money

275 notes • Posted 2021-02-07 00:09:47 GMT

Everyone’s talking about gender envy what about the other 7 deadly gender sins?

Gender envy: I want your gender

Gender wrath: your gender makes me so angry. I am probably jealous but will not admit it. I will probably end up with a different gender sin and possibly steal your gender

Gender sloth: chilling in sweatpants and a shirt that says “any pronouns idc”

Gender lust: whatever lil nas x is doing in montero

Gender gluttony: stealing other ppl’s abandoned genders

Gender greed: hoarding pronouns/names/ids like a trans dragon

Gender pride: that shit cis ppl do that more trans ppl should do

1096 notes • Posted 2021-04-13 12:02:14 GMT

Xtians: it is our judeo-xtian values to listen to g-d and do exactly as he asks and listen to the Bible exactly. It is not for us to interpret.

Jews, banging the tables: WAS THE FROG PLAUGE ONE BIG FROG OR ALOT OF LITTLE ONES? WAS IT A BIG FROG THAT SPIT MORE LITTLE FROGS? DID IT GET CUT IN HALF AND RELEASE A HUBDRED THOUSAND FROGS? DID THEY WORK LIKE MINECRAFT SLIMES?? ARE THE FROGS A METAPHOR???? WHO FUCKING KNOWS

2873 notes • Posted 2021-03-24 00:08:19 GMT

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floralreddie · 7 years

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Prompt au: reddie meets through richie trying to send bill a stupid meme on tumblr but accidentally sends it to eddie

Here you go, dude! And I totally might do a part 2 to this bc I loved writing it

Richie knows he’s fucking hilarious.

Like, he knows he’s hilarious.

Bill, Bev and Stan don’t see it that way, of course, but they’re fucking idiots because Richie knows he’s a God damn riot. He knows he’s sixteen and, yes, perhaps his humour is just a tad childish sometimes, but he’s got something that’s going to make Bill fucking die.

Because Richie has a new obsession.

And it’s memes.

(And Stan can literally fuck himself, because that fucking Kermit meme he sent him yesterday was hilarious. What does Stan know, anyway? His fucking username on Tumblr is Stan-The-Man and he runs a fucking nature blog, the dork).

(Richie’s is Trashmouth-Tozier69, because what the fuck else would it be?)

So, that evening he’s sitting at his computer and munching away on a tube of Pringles when he comes across a particularly funny meme that has him coughing up his food and kicking his legs onto his table as he drags his keyboard onto his lap.

Bill’s gonna fucking love this one, he thinks.

He clicks off his blog (it’s filled with bands like Led Zepplin and AC/DC and memes, and his Header is a picture of him and Bev at a Pride that was held twenty miles from Derry, because Bev and Richie like to refer to themselves as the Bi Brigade) and clicks on the jokes as fuck meme and presses the @ button to tag Bill in it.

That’s not before he sees that Bev (redhair-don’tcare) has posted a particularly pretty picture of that Mike dude (Richie has never spoken to him, but Bev thinks he’s cool as shit since they were partnered up in Chem a few weeks ago) who hangs around with chubby kid and the little pretty kid. He’s sitting on that graffiti covered brick wall near the Aladdin, and the sun is setting behind him and it’s a pretty lit picture, to be fair.

Richie throws it a like. He’s nice like that.

He types in Bill’s username (D-D-Denbrough), which is an all-together witty name because Bill has a fucking stutter and the dude has just stopped giving a shit and started owning it, of which Richie is just all about.

Then he taps reblog and cackles as loud as he wants, because his mom is passed out downstairs and his dad is probably off banging that woman Sharon that he works with, who Richie has seen him driving around town with more than once.

He glances at his smashed-up iPhone and pushes up his glasses, just waiting for the moment that Bill messages him, because that shit was funny and even Bill can’t deny that.

A minute passes.

The another.

And now Richie is kinda pissed because that meme was fucking funny, and he doesn’t give a fuck if memes are cringe as shit nowadays.

Then suddenly, both his iPhone and computer are making that annoying beeping sound that nearly gives him a heart attack, and he peers at his battered monitor and frowns through his thick lens glasses when he sees he has a message on Tumblr.

Why the fuck would Bill message him through there when he could just fucking text him? The only people who messaged him on there were people who complimented the guitar shit he posted when he could be bothered to record himself.

He blinks in surprise, though, when he sees that the message isn’t from Bill.It’s from someone with an icon depicting them sitting against a very pink sunset in a pastel pink jumper, their dark hair half blowing in the wind and their face hidden.

Their username, Richie finds, is doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s.

And he thinks he recognises this blog, because it pops up on his dash sometimes an it’s mostly reblogs of 80’s pop music that, whilst Richie prefers rock and punk, he can’t help but not-so-guiltily enjoy. He clicks on the message, dark eyebrows shooting up when he reads what the person has said.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: why the fuck did you just tag me one of those weird mr. krabz memes about asking your crush out and them saying yes?

Richie squints, realises what the fuck he’s done, and lets out a bark of laughter. He must have just clicked on the first thing that came up after he typed in D. Damn, and Bill would have found that shit funny…or gotten super pissed off that Richie was once again taking the piss out him and Stan basically being a fucking couple since Bill stuttered out a confession of his feelings to the curly headed boy.

He’s about to type out a short apology when his computer and phone beep again, drowning out the low sound of his Spotify playing Like A Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Wait, what the fuck? You’re Richie Tozier.

Richie blinks and kicks his socked feet onto the floor and bangs out a reply in a few seconds flat.

Trashmouth-Tozier69: do i no you dude?

He waits only a few seconds.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You don’t really seem to pay attention to anything but making a dick out of yourself at school or annoying your friends, so probably not.

Richie laughs in surprise. So, it was someone he went to school with? Not uncommon, really, for those who had public blogs. Richie knew Bill would never admit it, but he was 100% sure the idiot had a fucking Lord of the Rings blog hidden away somewhere.

He hastily clicks on the blog and sees no sign of a name written in the bio, along with a pale pink background and a few dozen links to various music pages and a Spotify account. It’s a pretty blog, Richie has to admit, and the content is cute and funky and it’s definitely ran by a gay dude.

Trashmouth-Tozier69: ah. so u do no me

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: I shouldn’t have said anything. You’ve got the biggest mouth ever and only my friends know I have a fucking blog dedicated to 80’s music. I take it that dumb meme wasn’t supposed to go to me?

Trashmouth-Tozier69: nope. but now i wanna keep talkin. u in my grade?

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Would it literally fucking kill you to type properly?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ye

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You’re hilarious. Truly.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: u don’t need to tell me that

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Since when do you follow me? What the hell are the chances of that?

Richie goes about exploring the blog some more. Maybe he can pinpoint who the hell this kid is. The guys list of people he follows is small, and within a few minutes of scrolling through he finds a blog he recognises. It was the one Bev had tagged in that picture of Mike. smoothcriminal. After only one click, he finds that it is, indeed, Mike.

Hm.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: idk dude. i was probably high listening to weather girls or some shit and found ur blog. plus my friend bev likes that shit too

The dudes reply has Richie snorting into his closed fist.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: …You like the Weather Girls?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: i like a lot of stuff.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: hey do u no mike hanlon?

The pause is longer this time.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Are you stalking my fucking blog to find out who I am? Not cool, dickweed.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: dickweed? nice

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You’d know about weedy dicks.

Richie gapes and giggles. He fucking giggles, because this guy is hilarious.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ur insults are getting better. i gotta no who u are amigo.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: u no mike

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ur obviously gay or bi or some shit judging from ur blog and the fact u r totally a dude

Trashmouth-Tozier96: shit was that shitty to say

Trashmouth-Tozier96: i totally did not mean to like gender u or whatever

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: No. Whilst I’m not exactly out to the whole school, most people pretty much assume I’m gay (a gay guy, thanks) from looking at me. Which is, yeah, pretty shitty of them.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Now you’re going to fucking know who I am.

And then Richie blinks and grins a smile that stretches his whole face, because he fucking knows who this kid is. He knows the dark hair from the dude’s icon, and the pastel jumper he was wearing. Hell, the kid who he was talking to had been one Richie’s very short list of the guys he would actually hit in Derry.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: holy shit

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Here we go.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: ur eddie kaspbrak

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: There we go.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: i always knew u were cute but wtf since when were u this funny dude

Richie leans back in his chair and smirks, because it’s a full two minutes before Eddie even replies. Suddenly, Richie is so aware of who he is talking to that his stomach twists and his eyes brighten. Eddie Kaspbrak. He had spoken to him only a handful of times. He hung around with Ben and Mike, but Bill insisted that the kid was okay and that they used to hang out a little when they were super young. It was well known in Derry that his mom was a fucking weirdo after his dad died.

Richie had only paid attention to the fact that Eddie was pretty as fuck and always wore oversized jumpers and shorts that showed off his legs, but other than that he was quiet as fuck.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You’re a dick.

Richie grins.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: for sayin ur cute? thats me being nice!

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: I know what you’re like, Tozier. And don’t go spreading that I run a fucking blog that has shit like the Weather Girls and Madonna on it, because Bowers already takes great joy in pointing out what a fucking girly-boy I am.

Richie narrows his gaze at that. Fucking Bowers.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: nothin wrong with being pretty as shit, eds. and fuck bowers. hey, u wanna come and sit with me and my friends tomorrow? we’re all pretty fuckin gay so u will fit right in, amigo

Trashmouth-Tozier96: mike and bev are pretty buddy lately so it won’t be awkward

He blinks in surprise at his own words. Why the fuck is he so desperate to have the quiet Eddie Kaspbrak sit with him, Stan, Bill and Bev? Maybe, he wonders, it was because he was starting to realise he’d judged the kid a little too quickly, because with the way Eddie was firing back comments, Richie half thinks he might have found his witty ol’ match.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: You serious?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: yh. why the fuck wouldn’t i be?

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: Oh, my God. Literally why do you have to type like that? I know for a fact that you’re actually pretty fucking smart, Tozier.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: And don’t call me Ed’s.

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: And yeah, okay. I’ll sit with you guys. Ben and Mike, too.

Trashmouth-Tozier96: sick dude. now can you level with me for a second

Doyouwannatalk-aboutthe80’s: What?

Trashmouth-Tozier96: did u honestly not find that meme funny at all

#richie x eddie #reddie #reddie imagine #areyoureddiekids #au

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themusingsofacurlyhairednerd · 7 years

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All My Friend’s Are Heathens; Part 8

Chapter 7 is here

Master list is here

Author’s Note: Introducing an AU Lexa as Commander_Springtime, who’s character is based off a quote from Bob (that I can’t find) that said he missed Alycia because they would talk about flowers all the time.

Summary: Bellamy is going all out for this fake dating Clarke thing and the Delinquents are being, well delinquents.

*Flower Children chat*

Iliad: So listen

If I was to, hypothetically, be fake dating someone would bringing her roses be too forward?

Should I stick with sunflowers?

Daisies?

Commander_Springtime: Are u drunk?

Iliad: HELP ME LEXA YOU’RE MY ONLY HOPE

Commander_Springtime: What’s happened to you?

Iliad: That’s a long story

But seriously, I need your help

Commander_Springtime: *SIGHS* how serious is this hypothetically fake girlfriend?

Iliad: Our fake relationship has been pretty steady

Commander_Springtime: College has screwed with your brain, Bell.

Iliad: Accurate

Commander_Springtime: Get her some of her favorite flowers

Iliad: Well great, now I just gotta find blue Lisianthuses in the middle of November!

Commander_Springtime: your fake gf is basic

I feel u could do better

Iliad: Not really

But thanks!

I owe ya one

Commander_Springtime: I take payment in the form of scented candles and edible arrangements ;)

Iliad: You have enough candles, Lex

Commander_Springtime: U SHUT YOUR WHORE MOUTH BELLAMY BRADBURY BLAKE

U COME INTO MY HOUSE AND DISRESPECT ME LIKE THIS???

COME FIGHT ME!!!

Iliad: Another time maybe ;)

*Blake Siblings chat*

TheSuperiorBlake: Can I take ur car to go get pizza with Raven, Harper, and Monroe?

Iliad: I

THINK

NOT

YOU

DEMON

CHILD

TheSuperiorBlake: I’ll be careful!!!!

Iliad: Over my dead body

TheSuperiorBlake: What if Raven drives?

Iliad: Doesn’t Raven have her own car? Why does she need mine?

TheSuperiorBlake: She’s overhauling the engine

Harper rides a bike everywhere

& Monroe’s car is a piece of shit

ur my only shot at pizza

Iliad: Well have it delivered

TheSuperiorBlake: U know my beef with the delivery guy!!

Iliad: You need to let that go

Forgetting the extra cheese on your pizza wasn’t even his fault

TheSuperiorBlake: he called me a bitch and threw my tip back at me!!!

Iliad: You handed him a fistful of loose change from the bottom of your purse, O.

I’d throw it back at you too

Iliad: Besides, I need my car tonight

TheSuperiorBlake: Don’t tell me ur tutoring Echo again?

Iliad: Yeah O, my unrequited love for Clarke has damaged me so badly that I’m running back into that witch’s arms after she ripped my heart out and fed it to the birds.

You really hit your head in that car accident.

TheSuperiorBlake: SO U ADMIT U LOVE CLARKE

Iliad: I’m going out with Lincoln tonight, be good while I’m gone.

TheSuperiorBlake: ur not my real mom!

Iliad: Thank God! I would have hated carrying you inside me for 9 months only to watch you turn into a road raging psychopath who runs over old ladies for giggles.

TheSuperiorBlake: THAT WAS ONE TIME

Iliad: Twice actually

TheSuperiorBlake: u pretentious whore

Iliad: Love you too, O.

*Linctavia FOREVER chat*

TheSuperiorBlake: I need u to convince my brother to let u drive tonight so I can take his car

Trikru: convince him to let me drive him where???

TheSuperiorBlake: u guys are going out tonight

Trikru: since when?

TheSuperiorBlake: he just told me he needed the car to go out with u tonight

Trikru: it’s news to me

TheSuperiorBlake: -_-

*The Terrible Two chat*

Trikru: Dude r we hanging out tonight?

Iliad: Why would I hang out with you tonight? I’m still not over what you let my sister do the other day.

Trikru: But Octavia said we were hanging out???

Iliad: Well we’re not

Trikru: then why did u tell her we were?

Iliad: Leave it alone, Lincoln

Trikru: Somebody has a date he doesn’t want us knowing about, huh?? ;)

Iliad: Lincoln :) You :) Son :) Of :) A :) Bitch :) I :) Will :) End :) You :) So :) Help :) Me :) God :)

Trikru: :) :) :)

*Iliad added Nurse_Griffin to join the Operation_Fake_Out chat*

Iliad: All set for our “date” tonight?

Nurse_Griffin: Did u send a bouquet of flowers to my house???

Iliad: Yeah

Do you like them?

Nurse_Griffin: How did u find so many in November??

Iliad: Don’t tell Kane but Roan knows a guy who sells everything from pirated dvds to exotic flowers out of the back of his van.

Nurse_Griffin: Um, he isn’t the one who dropped them off at my place, right?

Iliad: Hell no! I bought a vase at hobby lobby and left it at your door on my way home from work.

Nurse_Griffin: That’s a lot of work for a fake date, Bellamy.

U didn’t have to do that

Iliad: But you like them?

Nurse_Griffin: Yeah! They’re beautiful!

Iliad: Then nothing is too much for my fake girlfriend ;)

Nurse_Griffin: I should have started fake dating u awhile ago ;)

*Blake Siblings chat*

TheSuperiorBlake: U UPSIDE DOWN FRUIT CAKE UR NOT HANGING OUT WITH LINCOLN TONIGHT!!

TheSuperiorBlake: u lied to my face

my trust in u will be forever broken

all i wanted was pizza and u betrayed me like this

u monster!!!

TheSuperiorBlake: answer my texts u miscreant!

Bellamy?

Bell?

Brother mine??

TheSuperiorBlake: BITCH U BETTER RESPOND TO ME OR I WILL TEXT U THE ENTIRE NIGHT

*Operation_Fake_Out*

Nurse_Griffin: So where are we eating?

Iliad: I think this should be a trial run, you know, before we let them catch us, so it should be somewhere they’re less likely to be. How about that new place, Polis?

Nurse_Griffin: I’VE BEEN DYING TO GO THERE

I HEARD THEIR FOOD IS TO DIE FOR

Iliad: Perfect

Also, I’m outside

Nurse_Griffin: Only u would be 10 minutes early for a fake date

*Delinquents group chat*

Greenbean: Mom and Dad haven’t answered any of my text messages

Jaaaaaaaasssssppper: MAYBE THEY DIED IN A FIERY CAR WRECK AND NOW WERE ORPHANS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Trikru: chill dude

they’re not dead

i-make-it-go-boom: then why aren’t they texting back??

bellamy always texts us back

he’s the most reliable person we know

Jaaaaaaasssssssppper: In peace may they leave the shore, in love may they find the next, safe passage in their travels, until our final journey to the ground, may we meet again.

HeadbandWonder: May we meet again

MillertheKiller: May we meet again

TheSuperiorBlake: wtf is wrong with u guys???

Jaaaaasssssppper: Now that the period of mourning is over I CALL DIBS ON BELLAMY’S TV

MillertheKiller: I GET HIS ROVER

TheSuperiorBlake: Like hell u do Miller! If bellamy really is dead I get his car!!

MillertheKiller: So u can run that one into a ditch too?

I don’t think so!!

U don’t know how to take care of a car like that

i-make-it-go-boom: Wait

Why is lincoln so sure they’re not dead?

TrashPrince: HIGHLY SUSPECT!!

Greenbean: u know something lincoln?

Trikru: No

I’m just saying it’s highly unlikely they’re dead

TrashPrince: U SIT ON A THRONE OF LIES

i-make-it-go-boom: start talking lincoln

*Trikru has left the group chat*

i-make-it-go-boom: THAT BASTARD

TheSuperiorBlake: don’t u worry

I’ll get him to talk

*Operation_Fake_Out*

Nurse_Griffin: tonight was really fun

Iliad: Yeah it was :)

Nurse_Griffin: tho u didn’t have to pay for the entire dinner

we could have split the bill

that steak was hella expensive

Iliad: I’d cut off my own arm for another piece of that steak tbh

Besides, what kind of fake boyfriend would I be if I didn’t treat you right?

Nurse_Griffin: So tomorrow... u wanna go see a movie or something? I’ll buy the tickets if u buy the popcorn?

Iliad: Kinda cliche to let them catch us at the movies

Nurse_Griffin: Maybe we need some more practice, you know, to really sell it.

Iliad: Careful, Princess, or you might fall for me ;)

Nurse_Griffin: In ur dreams, Blake

*Griffin Family ft. Officer_Kane chat*

Nurse_Griffin: I think I might be falling for Bellamy

DrGriffin: Is that so?

Officer_Kane: You’re just NOW realizing this?

Nurse_Griffin: Wait... u guys know?????

Officer_Kane: we have eyes

DrGriffin: Clarke, honey, you are many wonderful things, but subtle isn’t one of them.

Nurse_Griffin: DID EVERYBODY KNOW THIS BUT ME???

Officer_Kane: By everybody do you mean the reckless delinquent children who have been pulling illegal stunts since the ninth grade in an attempt to push you into Bellamy’s open arms?

Then yes

Nurse_Griffin: -_-

DrGriffin: Don’t worry about them. You take your time to figure out your feelings and act on them when you’re ready.

Officer_Kane: But for the love of God end that boy’s suffering soon! I need him to stop asking me for romantic advice while I’m on the night shift.

But, you know, take all the time you need. This is about you.

DrGriffin: Nice save, Marcus

*The Terrible Two*

Trikru: How’d the date go, buddy?

Iliad: I told you to let it go man

Trikru: Come on man

It’s me

We talk about chicks all the time

Iliad: You better not be here to talk about some side chick you found at football practice because I will damage your god-like features if you hurt my sister you toadstool!

Trikru: No side chicks, promise

But srsly how’d the date go?

Iliad: Why are you so sure I had a date?

Trikru: Because u lied to Octavia about where u were tonight

Were u with Clarke?????

Iliad: Why would that be a thing, Lincoln?

Trikru: ‘Cause she was mysteriously absent from the group chat at the same time as u

Iliad: Why don’t you ask her yourself? I don’t keep tabs on her.

Trikru: Come on Bellamy! It’s me. You can tell me if u went out with Clarke.

My lips are sealed

Iliad: I’d rather throw myself into the sun

Trikru: Be like that

But I’m telling Octavia my suspicions

Iliad: You’ve got literally nothing on me

Trikru: Don’t I? ;)

Iliad: Good night, Lincoln.

Trikru: TELL CLARKE I SAID GOOD NIGHT!!!!! :) :)

Iliad: You’re delusional

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