as you can see i'm not terribly excited for this class

Be More Chill Headcanons 3

- After the SQUIP incident Jeremy instantly assumed that Rich wasn’t his friend any more and would go back to bullying him.

- Rich felt the opposite and assumed they’d be even closer friends so one day Rich slapped Jeremy’s back and yelled “Hello Jeremy Queer!!”

- Jeremy was instantly afraid of being bullied over that but no Rich Just Knew The Truth

- Everyone assumes that Jake gives the piggy backs but then Rich shows up out of no where and sweeps him off his feet
- The entire crew makes “don’t move to New Jersey” jokes a lot

- For one of their first dates boyf riends thought they had to do something big and special because Dating God says so. So they went to Wild Woods board walks

- It wasn’t terrible, they walked around, went on rides, bought matching t-shirts, and Jeremy screamed when he dipped his toe into the ocean cuz it was so fucking cold

- But it was pricy, both boys were broke at the end, so now they have simple dates with big ones far between

- “No way, not in my good Christian home.” “Your Jewish, Jeremy”

- Christine sees flowers growing in cracks and get so excited she always stops and takes a picture

- Christine has a photo album on her phone of just things that look nice, she’s very proud of it

- After a while the gang starts using jokes to cope with the SQUIP incident, whenever they fuck something up they said “sorry my SQUIP told me to” “oh did your SQUIP say to do that huh?”

- Michael is very concerned

- Mr Rayes’ SQUIP looked like a giant hot pocket with a mouth

- Rich is the kinda guy who will bite in a fight

- Christine literally snorted in the middle of very quiet homeroom when she heard the line “everything is legal in New Jersey” from Hamilton for the first time

- Jeremy sucks at keeping secrets

- This led to him, after mending their friendship, telling Brooke that Chloe was jealous of her

- Brooke confronted her about it, because “wth Chloe you’re beautiful bby I’m jealous of you” and Chloe ended up confessing “ok so maybe like? I like you? In a not straight way”

- Even before they were dating, anytime someone called Chloe and Brooke the cutest bffs Rich would lean over and say “they’re lesbians Harold”

- One time Michael and Jeremy cried in a Dave and Busters because they saw a giant Rock Em Sock Em and a game for Luigi’s mansion

- Chloe is the friend who drives up to your house unexpected and keeps beeping the horn until you come downstairs.

- She doesn’t give a shit if you’re half naked, “get in loser we’re going shopping”

- Christine has a lazy eye that she can control, sometimes she moves her eye away during photos

- Jenna goes around and does everyone’s nails with colors she thinks suits them, she’ll even do them in the middle of class

- Jenna once painted everyone’s nails in their pride colors and it was amazing

- “Ok so I need to tell you all something but it’s a secret so-” “don’t tell Jenna, got it”

- They all fight over Android vs Apple, it becomes a bloody war, friendships are ruined

- Rich will do any dare you tell him to and it’s scary

- Jake and rich leave really gay notes and presents in each other’s locker

- Jeremy’s locker is literally just a garbage stash, he carries his backpack

- Michael once left weed in his locker by accident (he didn’t mean to bring it to school, he’s a good egg) and it fell out when he opened it and the heart attack he had nearly killed him

- Christine has the decked out locker that has decorations and is overly neat and constantly smells like perfume

- Jenna has stacks of magazines, money, and ten make up bags in her locker, she has all her heavy text books in there

- Rich’s locker is a fucking mess don’t go in there unless you want to be taken to the forsaken school maze of papers from freshman year and moldy snacks

- Jake has so much sports shit in there that everyone tells him he needs a second locker

- Brooke never locks her locker, and she leaves valuable stuff in there sometimes but nope she just lets it all be free for the taking. Yet no one takes

- No one takes because Chloe is right next to her locker, and there’s a rumor Chloe has a knife in hers.

- The rumor is a lie of course, but Chloe doesn’t mind it, so she opens her locker very suspiciously

anonymous asked:

If it's not to much could you do #11 for Jeremy and Micheal aka the boyf riends? :)

this was the most recent ask… i have so many others to do…. but tHE BOYF RIENDS ARE MY OTP OKAY I CAN’T HELP IT 

drabble prompts here - any musical! :)

September 1st, 2016

Dear Diary,

First day of senior year… and I just hope this is a better year. I hope that things aren’t awkward with me and Christine since the breakup. I hope that Michael -


Jeremy slammed his journal closed as his father walked into his bedroom, fully clothed. Except for the occasional “casual Saturday,” his dad had stuck to wearing pants on a fairly regular basis; a fact for which Jeremy was very grateful. 

“Hey dad…” Jeremy said, offering his father a weak smile. “What’s up?”

“You ready for school today?”

“Mhm,” Jeremy nodded, sitting on his journal to hide it. His father took note but decided not to ask, instead shooting his son a finger gun and closing the door behind him. 

Jeremy pulled out his journal again to finish his thought.

- and I can be something more this year. That maybe I’ll have the balls to say something to him. 

Jeremy blushed just by writing the words, but felt excitement build in the pit of his stomach at the thought of he and Michael together. But he’d had all summer to say something… and he hadn’t. He’d probably never be brave enough. 


Jeremy shuddered as the familiar voice entered his head. Writing was supposed to help make it go away, not bring it back. Angrily he shoved the journal into his backpack - BOYF still written in now faded letters on the front - and swung the bag over his shoulder. Nervous about hearing the Squip, he then grabbed his headphones and shoved them roughly over his ears, blasting music as he walked to school. He’d decided that a senior on the bus was the weakest someone could get, and refused to sink himself to that level, no matter what he’d smell like when he got to school. 

Once he did get there, he was excited to spot his friend’s familiar red hoodie among the crowds of people. Grinning, Jeremy approached, trying to keep the butterflies out of his stomach. 

Michael looked up as his friend approached and grinned as well. “Jeremy, my buddy! How’s it hangin’?”

“Eh,” Jeremy shrugged, and Michael frowned. 

“Is writing in the diary helping with… y’know?” Michael pointed to his head with a knowing look. 

“Shh!!” Jeremy shushed his best friend nervously. “I don’t want everyone knowing I’m writing in a diary!”

Michael laughed. “Nothing to be ashamed of. C’mon, let’s get to class.”

At lunch, Jeremy waited for Michael to get back from Seven-Eleven, sitting under a tree and writing in his jour- who was he kidding. His diary. 

“Yo!” Michael said suddenly, plopping down next to his best friend. Jeremy jumped and dropped the book on the ground. Michael glanced at it. 

“Ooh, I see my name! Good things I hope,” he grinned, picking up the diary swiftly.

“No! Uh, don’t -” Jeremy protested to no avail, dissolving into mortified silence as Michael’s eyes scanned the page. Both their faces flushed and Jeremy managed to swipe the book out of his friend’s slackened hands. But it was too late. The damage had been done. 

“So… it was good things,” Michael said awkwardly, and Jeremy squeezed his eyes shut. It was times like these he wished the Squip were fully active. He would be able to come up with a lie of some sort…

“Michael, I -” Jeremy stuttered out, eyes wide. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Michael asked, still looking stunned. 

“I - uh…”

“We wasted so much time,” he said, a smile finally tugging at his lips. It was Jeremy’s turn to look shocked. 

“What d’you -”

Michael’s hand was suddenly holding his, and Jeremy’s cheeks turned red. Before he could stop himself, Jeremy had leaned in and pressed his lips to Michael’s, pulling himself closer as the kiss deepened. 

When they finally pulled away, they were both grinning. 

“I FUCKING KNEW IT!” an excited voice suddenly screamed. Jumping, they both turned to see Rich grinning down at them. “You’re totally gay now.”

Neither boy felt like denying it. 

battlefieldheart  asked:

20 years after i said i was gonna send this....okay I'm all for Noah headcanons if you wanna because I need more Noah Czerny in my life. And like....if you wanna do a name aesthetic, hi hello my name is Caitlin and I'm awful at picking my favorite anything including color but if I had to make an educated guess...purple.

bitch,, i love noah czerny it’s lit let’s do this

  • noah is really fucking good at skating but would die on a ripstick
  • he was low key a stoner in school (not like one of those annoying people who know way too fuckin much about weed but he just always seemed to have a joint on him)
    • he watched harry potter high when it came out and it freaked him tf out so he wouldn’t see the others despite whelk wanting to
  • absolutely terrible with plants. he follows all the instructions to a tee but somehow they never last
  • he loves loves loves disney movies, he knows all the easter eggs and the obscure trivia
  • once let his sister pierce his nose in their bathroom at 2am
    • speaking of which? his sister is his best friend
    • he’s always been kinda dorky and sweet so he got picked on as a kid and sister has fought people for him numerous times
    • she’s his hero and he loves her so much
    • every time he’s home they yell out a goodbye to their mom and duck out to go spend the day together walking around the city, talking, buying street food, and catching up. it’s the only time they don’t have curfew bc mom knows by now there’s no use when they lose track of time chatting and hanging out
    • why is noah always playing with blue’s hair? his sister’s hair grew long and he’d braid and style it for her ever day while she was brushing her teeth before school
  • noah loves dandelions because he thinks theyre brave for growing through sidewalk cracks
  • he didn’t have a lot of friends growing up because he was always flitting between groups of people, always excited about something but never sticking around long
  • it’s the promise of a magical wish that gets noah to stick around whelk because honestly, what’s more exciting then waking an ages old welsh king?
  • he called whelk “barry” and was the only one allowed to. whelk had a weird fondness for noah (outshone by his greed, yes, but it was there) that no one at aglionby understood. whelk literally looked down on everyone, but for some reason the hyperactive part time stoner with a habit of skipping class to chase butterflies caught his attention and kept it. somehow, noah’s intensely bright personality balanced out whelk’s dour one. 
  • he swears he’s seen mothman
    • “noah mothman is in west virginia…and he isn’t even real….”
    • I meant what I said”
  • who can honestly be bothered to tie their shoes he definitely knots his laces on every pair he owns so he can just slip them on
  • mint candies are his absolute favorite thing on the planet, but peaceful fun-loving noah would actually Commit Homicide for thin mints
    • whelk has definitely given noah Apology Thin Mints when noah called him out for being a little too much of a dick
  • all the seniors are kind of in love with him?? like they all love him and say hi to him all the time. there’s a varsity football player that gives noah rides on his shoulders, the guys on the swim team with him are always giving him bear hugs in the hallways or sharing their snacks at meets
  • he’s got a cracked tooth from the one (1) time he tried ice skating
  • LOVES the beach so much oh my god. the amount of times he dragged whelk to the beach only to be in the water and running around in the sand by himself while whelk was grumpily parked by a dune with a huge book
  • so……..all in all, noah was very loved. 
  • when he went missing it went like this:
    • the swim team was putting up posters everywhere
    • his sister and mom were at the police station every day for weeks
    • whelk didn’t show up to school for a week and by the time he came back he’d lost a considerable amount of weight. he refused to speak to noah’s sister or mother. his statement to the police was that they were to meet after school, but noah never showed
    • the most solid piece of evidence henrietta pd had was an officer calling in that there might be a car fitting the description of the one missing along with noah. the recording cuts out after what sounds like a second voice (many voices?) whispering.
  • when henrietta pd declared him presumed dead it went like this:
    • raven boy blue goes black for the rest of the year in remembrance of noah czerny
    • anyone who tries to express their condolences to his closest known friend, whelk, is lucky if they meet silence, and unlucky if he instead decides to rip them a new one for deigning to speak to him.
    • his mother and sister go home and bury an empty casket with the rest of their family
    • the swim team drops out of the state tournament. they refuse to do it without noah, and the coach doesn’t blame them.
    • teachers find their eyes drawn to his empty seat, waiting for his hand in the hair, waiting for him to be incessantly tapping his pencil, waiting for his spot to not be empty, because it doesn’t feel right that he’s gone
  • noah doesn’t really know that he’s noah until gansey and ronan finally get through the sticky broken door into monmouth
  • but then in walks a king and a dreamer and noah isn’t a shadow anymore, he’s a soul, he’s solid, he’s part of something again until the day he gives himself again for gansey but it’s okay, because this time around he’s not just a town legend or warning. 
  • he’s a friend, remembered.

redshinyapple  asked:

Prompt: Robert fanboying so hard over something. Maybe they get to watching the new guardians of the galaxy or wonder woman?

so i haven’t written anything outside of my english class in the past five or so years so if it’s terrible i’m sorry, but i’d like some more practice so send me prompts!

Wonder Boy. 

Aaron has never be one to go to the cinema. If he want’s to see a film so badly, he can buy it and watch it in the comfort of his living room, thank you very much. But it’s Robert’s turn to plan date night so it’s not like he has a choice in the matter; besides a movie, dinner and a quick snog at the side of greggs sounds pretty good to him.

They’re halfway through their main course now and Robert’s barely taking a breath between his mouthfuls of risotto, the excitement rolling off him in waves.

“But Aaron did you see? She fucking flew! You couldn’t even tell it was special effects!” He’s had a spot of sauce on his tie for the last twenty minutes, but Aaron’s in no rush to tell him.

“Yes Robert, I saw” It doesn’t even process for Robert that Aaron even replied.

“And the way that building just collapsed! It’s like it was actually happening! Imagine if the BT tower just fell right in front of our faces, I wouldn’t have a clue what to do!”

It’s not like his nerd of a husband is new to Aaron, God knows how many hours of Star Wars he’s sat through, how many arguments they’ve had over where to put his “collectables” (“they’re not dolls, Aaron!” ) and he’s lost track how many times he’s had to pull him away from Hotten’s “Nerd Palace” or whatever Liv calls it, but this is a rarity.

Robert’s lips are stained from the red wine he just had to order, traces of dark red around his mouth, his cheeks are flushed so brightly against his pale face, and it’s a surprise that he’s managed to even get any food in his mouth, what with how wide his grin is. There isn’t a part of Aaron that cares about ‘Wonder Woman’ sure, there were some explosions here and there but he’d much rather spend his night doing something he actually enjoyed, like his husband.

“Did you hear everyone gasping when that guy came around the corner! It sounded like the entire place was having a heart attack!”

“Hm, yeah I heard.” It must have been Aaron’s fork hitting the plate as he stabbed into his piece of steak that pulled Robert into reality, looking down at his plate, almost in embarrassment, his cheeks an even brighter red.

“I’m sorry, I know it wasn’t really your thing, you can pick what we do next time. I’m sure you’ll have more fun then.”

Aaron isn’t one to get soppy, but he can practically feel Robert’s heart sinking along with his own. Here is Robert, so used to hiding his passions, not used to being so open with himself and those around him. But here he is, on a date with his husband, in the most romantic, candle lit restaurant Aaron’s ever seen, with risotto around his mouth, ketchup on his tie from when he nicked one of Aaron’s chips, talking more passionately than he even realises.

“No, no! Did you see how quick he fell to the ground when she punched him?”

Robert’s eyes light up, the grin back on his face, and reaches across to gently grasp at Aaron’s hand. 

And Aaron falls in love all over again.

anonymous asked:

neutral chaotic is my favorite alignment and this villain!Izuku au you did make me so happy!! and I'm wondering if you've any plan for Shinsou in this?

no plan, except for izuku to be inexplicably fond of shinsou. no one gets it, not even shinsou, but yuuei staff take advantage of this by using shinsou to corral izuku sometimes. 

a scruffy and slightly burnt kaminari pokes his head sheepishly into the gen ed classroom. the teacher heaves a sigh. “deku again?” he mutters. “go on then, shinsou. make sure to get notes from one of your classmates.” 

shinsou nods diligently, like he hasn’t been nodding off in his seat this entire time, and follows kaminari out the door. 

“i’m so sorry we keep pulling you out of class like this,” kaminari says mournfully. 

“it’s fine,” says shinsou. “what’s happening this time?” 

kaminari winces. “well…today we were supposed to be practicing rescue maneuvers and coordinated raids, but as soon as we got to the replica city district, it, uh…became a giant minefield of traps? deku’s just laughing maniacally in the center somewhere. aizawa and iida sacrificed themselves to get me out so i could get you.” 

“sacrificed themselves,” shinsou repeats. 

“uh, aizawa got himself caught in a net, and iida fell into a pit.” 

despite his best efforts, shinsou can’t help but snicker. 

“hey, this isn’t a laughing matter! lives are on the line!” kaminari says indignantly. “shinsou, seriously, we’re really counting on you!” 

“right, right,” says shinsou, smiling faintly. 

“hey, seriously, don’t laugh!” 

shinsou tunes him out, but he feels a bit lighter as they walk across the grounds. 


deku really is odd. he’s a nuisance and a disturbance, and shinsou doesn’t trust him as far as he can throw him – but he likes him all the same. it’s just that deku is fearless. he’d just thrown himself into a seat next to shinsou during lunch once, declared him an ‘interesting guy,’ and asked him how he styled his hair in the mornings. then he asked shinsou what his quirk was. then he said, ‘that’s really cool! but you know what’s cooler?’ and showed shinsou a small helicopter he was building out of toothpicks. the detail was really impressive. 

deku has never shied away from talking to shinsou – seems to seek him out, even – but he has also shown no interest in shinsou’s quirk aside from that first conversation. and despite deku’s insistent habit of rewriting reality to suit his own vision, he seems to – well, he seems to see shinsou for shinsou, and not his quirk. 

in some odd way, he even seems to see shinsou as a friend. he drops in to chat with shinsou (albeit in the middle of class), he talks to shinsou about things he gets excited about (shinsou always has advance warning of his shenanigans), and he actually calls shinsou by name (an honor he has not extended to anyone else, not even bakugou). 

it’s thawed others’ attitudes towards shinsou. deku’s entire being has somehow become a greater worry than shinsou’s quirk. and even this, with how deku doesn’t ever really seem to back down for anyone except shinsou – people seek shinsou out. they forget about his quirk. they talk to him. when deku is involved, people forget to treat shinsou like a terrible stigma. 

shinsou has started to learn that there is a terrifying and crafty methodology behind deku’s madness, and he’s beginning to suspect that deku does this on purpose. 

he doesn’t know what to think of that. but it – means something, whatever it is, and shinsou is – pathetically grateful. 


the replica city district is alive with chaos. it is incredible how much one person can stir the pot. kaminari slows, and shinsou slows with him. “do you want to stay back?” shinsou asks. 

“no, i’m fine,” kaminari says, and takes a deep breath. “i just gotta – brace myself – oh god. okay, i’m fine. let’s go.” 

they open the gates and immediately have to duck a water balloon. it explodes behind them with a strange rustling sound. shinsou really doesn’t want to know. 

kaminari runs into the fray, yowling as he tackles kirishima out of the way of another trap. shinsou hesitates, and then starts to run after him.

“hey, watch out!” someone says, and a moment later, deku has hoisted shinsou up and flipped out of the way of a couple of knives. real, actual knives. shinsou stares. “up you go!” deku says, and he shoots a grappling hook gun and pulls them to the top of a nearby building. smoke rises in the distance. deku smiles cheerily. 

“i thought we had a talk about non-lethal weaponry,” shinsou manages. 

“knives are non-lethal!” deku protests. “if you use them wrong.” 

sometimes shinsou forgets that deku is an actual villain and not just the human version of a large, overly affectionate, excitable dog. thank god deku always manages to correct him of that notion. 

he must have made a face, because deku pouts a little bit and says, “aw, come on, shinsou, you don’t think i’m that careless, do you?” 

“i don’t want to imagine the other option is true,” shinsou says flatly. “are you ever going to set me down?” 

“sure,” says deku, and then he flops backwards onto the roof, still hugging shinsou though. well. 

“kaminari asked me to stop you,” he says. 

“stop me from what?” 

“terrorizing their training exercise.” 

“they’re practicing traps and situational awareness! i’m doing them a huge favor.” 

shinsou has no words. no wait. he does. “they look harassed and run off their feet. haven’t you done enough? you even used real blades?” 

“they’re dulled,” deku mutters sulkily. “mouse man didn’t stop me, so they don’t have any right to complain.” 

the mouse man–? oh, right. principal nedzu. shinsou has to question what goes on in his head to allow this sort of thing. “did you tell aizawa-sensei?” 

“no, i thought he could use a surprise,” deku says. “now he doesn’t have to teach a lesson at all!” 

“…and what lesson is that?” 

“working together in teams in a hostile environment,” deku says, and grins proudly. 

shinsou pinches the bridge of his nose. “i think it says something that i’m actually seeing your logic here.” 

deku looks surprised, and then he beams. “in that case–” 

“i’m not helping you,” shinsou cuts him off. “but maybe we can wait here a little longer.” 

deku laughs. “no, i don’t need your help. i was gonna ask if you wanted to see how the rest of 1-a is doing! todoroki and yaomomo have teamed up to save aizawa, and bakugou’s gone off to try and steal the key. it’s going to be fun. so? wanna come?” he props himself up on his elbows on shinsou’s chest and grins down at him. 

“…yeah,” says shinsou. “that sounds nice.” 

“next time, you can join them,” deku tells him, “but this time i’ll let you see the backstage production.” he winks and pulls shinsou to his feet before he can process the implications of this statement. “let’s go!” 

anonymous asked:

Heyyaaa!! So I never really challenged the idea of romione but I never had any strong feelings about them either except as friends, whereas with other characters I had very definite ideas of who I thought they should be with. So basically I caught up in your love of Hermione and krum together and wanted to know if you have any headcanons about them? Like how they got together eventually or little things about them? Sorry if you've already answered a Q similar to this before:/

This is so sweet, I’m so glad you were open to them! They’re so precious to me :) And ah, I’m terrible at headcanons, but I’ll do my best to capture how I see them

Hermione goes to Muggle uni, takes a shitload of classes in almost every discipline, aces everything, and can’t stop telling her friends about all the new things she’s learning and how she can interweave physics into magic. She becomes friends with Muggles who challenge and push her, grounding her when she gets too in her head and cheering her on whenever she presents her findings at a conference

When she’s in grad school, she’s rushing to her flat after a particularly hectic TA assignment (why can’t the undergrads just read the instructions), in desperate need of solitude and a good book, when she slams right into someone, causing her stack of books to topple over and litter the sidewalk. Cursing her luck, she spares a frown for the person who had the ill fortune to stand in her way before doing a double take because that- that couldn’t be- what’s Viktor Krum doing at Oxford?

Turns out he’s in England for a game and came to campus for a poetry slam and to try to ring Hermione (they’ve kept in contact, of course, so he knows she’s here)

He invites her along and even though poetry slams are usually more of a Luna thing (and a Ginny thing, since she always goes to support her girlfriend and glare at anyone who has the audacity to laugh at Luna’s poems), Hermione agrees, flushed and giddy and eager in a way that she rarely feels outside of the classroom or the lab

He’s still so quiet, so she feels the urge to babble at first, but whenever he speaks, it’s with a maturity and insightfulness that touches her. And he’s so observant- she feels seen, really seen. Not as a grad student or a TA or the brightest witch of her age, but as Hermione

They start dating again, and although at first it’s long distance, she feels more fulfilled by it than she can say. She likes her space, and he’s far better at opening up in letters than he is in person, so she feels closer to him than ever. And during his off season, he can spend as much time with her as he can, which is overwhelming and exciting and confusing because he fits into her life so perfectly and what does that mean? She doesn’t need a guy- of course she doesn’t- and is more than comfortable being single, but if she meets someone who complements her and makes her feel supported and cherished, she should go for it, right?

And so she does. Once she finishes her PhD, she looks for professorships near his home, moving her things into his house little by little. She goes to as many games of his as she can manage (and yes, she does occasionally read during them- Quidditch matches are long, and his part is only at the end! He doesn’t mind though and he bursts with pride whenever he sees her in the stands), and he approaches Seeking with new determination, wanting to catch the Snitch as quickly as possible so he can get home to his girl

During the summers, they travel the world together. Hermione learns everything she can about the local culture, tucking herself away in libraries for hours at a time. Viktor loves to join her, content to either read a novel as she studies or just watch her

They wait awhile to have kids; Hermione wants to focus on her career and Viktor’s always busy with Quidditch, so they figure that’s best. When they finally do get pregnant, Viktor decides to stay home with the baby (and Hermione glares at anyone who’s surprised by this because how dare they assume she should be the one to put her career on hold). Viktor loves it, loves the simplicity of staying home with their daughter and playing make believe games out in the meadow and surprising Hermione with homemade cupcakes when she gets back from work. He teaches their daughter how to fly and Hermione teaches her, well, everything- she approaches everything as a learning experience, and their daughter soaks it all up like a sponge

Their relationship is natural and peaceful and has a quiet, slow burning intensity to it, one that lights them up from the inside and makes them glow

I’m Spider-Man

Request: Would you do something with Peter x Reader where their crushing on each other and Peter knows the reader likes to draw Spider-Man (shes an artist obviously) so he makes sure to visit her sometimes so she can draw him and then they get talking and she confesses to him that she likes Peter and then that gives Peter the confidence to ask out the reader? Thanks and I love your writing!

Warnings: None.

Originally posted by peterparkerimagine

“That one’s cool!” Peter pointed to a drawing of Spider-Man that was hanging out of your backpack

“Oh, thanks,” You blushed, Pushing it back into your bag.
Spider-Man was your favorite person to draw. He would even come and let you draw him sometimes. You considered yourself friends with him.

“How is he by the way?” Peter knew full well about Spider-Man’s visits with you. But he was the only one.
“He’s fine, I think,” You nodded, “I haven’t really seen him in a while, I suppose he’s busy with saving New York and all that.”

Peter nodded and at down at the lunch table, “Probably.”

You reached for your plastic fork and accidentally brushed hands with Peter. You looked up and him and blushed, removing your hand from his as quickly as possible.

You turned and began to sketch another drawing of Spidey, pretending that didn’t happen.


That next night you were pleasantly surprised when you heard a tap on your window. You knew who it was, so you rushed to the window and opened it.

“Hi,” you greeted as he rolled into your bedroom.

“Hi,” He said back to you.

“Long time no see, huh?” You could have sworn he was smirking under that mask.

You looked at your lap, you were confused. You were completely and utterly in love with Peter Parker, but you were started to develop feelings for Spider-Man as well.

He looked at you, sensing your nervousness.

He looked at you for a moment; Before lifting up the bottom of his mask, and leaning toward you. You leaned back and bit the inside of your cheek.

“I’m sorry, I, I like someone else,”

He looked down and nodded, he had no idea. “Do you mind me asking-?”

You shook your head. “It’s this boy, he’s in most of my classes. His name’s Peter. I don’t now I just, really like him,”

“I understand.” Spider-Man nodded, “Well, I’ll see you later,” And with that, he left. You felt terrible, but, you liked Peter.

Peter was so excited. He called Ned and told him what happened. And Ned insisted that now, Peter had to tell you he was Spider-Man. He was fine with that, he didn’t really mind. All he cared about was the fact that you liked him back.

“Hey Y/N? I- I was wondering..” You smiled at him.

“If you wanted to, go out with me?” He blurted out.

“Sure Peter!” You were beyond happy.

“There’s one more thing I need to tell you-” He grabbed you by the shoulders and pulled you into the janitors closet next to the lockers.

“-I’m Spider-Man,” He pulled out the Spider-Man mask from his bag and waved it in front of your face.

You stared at him for a moment, then it started to make sense.

Peter! Parker!” You whacked him with your notebook, “-Actually that’s pretty cool.. I’ll see you later,” You kissed him on the cheek. He was your boyfriend now, you could do that right?

“I’ll never understand women..” Peter said to himself.


anonymous asked:

I'm literally sending you these anons is quick succession. And i'm sorry if its annoying 😂 but.... 19 for Rebelcaptain???

parents meeting when they take their kids to class au

School just started last week where I am (I know!! so early!) and I work with small children so it’s been on my mind.

This Can Only End in Tears

Jyn took the turn on yellow and hit the gas.

“Moo-oooomm,” her six-year-old wailed from the back seat. “We’re going to be late!”

“Yeah, yeah, I know,” she said, reluctantly hitting the brakes as they passed into the school zone. Today was bad enough without a speeding ticket on top of it.

“Late on the first day of school!”

“I get it, Alex!” She screeched into the first parking spot she saw and leapt out of the car. “Come on, hup hup!” He was already scrambling out of his seatbelt, hauling his backpack along with him.

He disdained her hand and trotted on ahead. He’d been about out of his mind with excitement for the whole week, looking forward to kindergarten. She lengthened her stride and caught up with him.

“Okay,” she panted. “Let’s go over the rules.”

“No using the s-word, the h-word, the d-word, and absolutely especially not the f-word.”

Holy shit, her kid knew a lot of curse words. Maybe she should modulate her language around him. Jyn considered it and shrugged. Too late now.

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anonymous asked:

Dan, I love your fills so far! Could I maybe get your take on how the dads would react to finding out that DS is non-verbal, either due to mental illness/disability (I'm thinking nonverbal autistic because I'm self-indulgent) or because of a physical condition?

Thank you!!! I tried to do some research before writing this prompt, but I am allistic so if I made any mistakes or wrote something offensive please let me know so I can fix my mistake.

Brian: Brian would be the fastest to pick up on the fact that you’re nonverbal. He’s educated himself a lot on the autism spectrum since Daisy was diagnosed as a toddler. He’d pick up on your echolalia and politely ask you if there was a way you felt more comfortable communicating. He’s never met a nonverbal adult before, so he’d do a lot of googling about etiquette after he met you because he’d want to try and get to know you. The first time you two hang out he’d ask some questions to see if there was any way he could help you when you’re out in public. He wants to make sure he’s being respectful and understands your needs.  

Craig: He took ASL classes in college when you two were roommates, and he’d picked up a lot just from conversations that you two would have. He’s a bit out of practice when you first move into the cul-de-sac, but he tries his hand at singing while he speaks and he’s able to follow what you’re saying. It would only take a few months of hanging out with him again for his skills to be back to where they used to be. There’s also a lot of googling and watching youtube videos that he won’t own up to. Though, you figure it out when River starts signing ‘hello’ every time you see her. It’s kind of adorable that she’s been learning the tiniest bit along with Craig.

Damien: Damien is really into non-verbal forms of communication like letter-writing and flowers because he’s Autistic, and appreciates the clearness those forms of communication have to offer. When you tell him that you’re a nonverbal Autistic he’d be really excited because finally another Autistic adult in the cul-de-sac! He’d immediately ask how you two can communicate, and try to figure out how to best accommodate you. He’d be very excited to have you over to his place, and when you came over he’d gush about flower meanings. He’d definitely give you a bouquet the next day (with a handwritten letter attached to explain all the meanings of course.)

Hugo: He learned some basic ASL before he started teaching, so he’d try to sign some things to you when talking about Amanda but ultimately he’d have to ask you to write stuff out for him. He’d start to feel really bad about that when you two start to become close so he’d sign up for a sign language course at a local college. He’d get really excited to show you all the new signs he’s learned, and tries his best to use them when he speaks to you. If he ever makes a mistake sometimes you’ll grab his hand and show him how to do it properly because it’s how he learns best but he gets really flustered about it at first. He really loves it though, and sometimes when he asks you how to sign something he’ll even hold out his hand out to you.

Joseph: Joseph’s younger brother is deaf, so he and his family all learned ASL. He learned as a toddler, so his signing is great. He’d be able to slide into in effortlessly when he saw you signing with Amanda. He’d probably assume you were deaf, and be surprised when you told him you were nonverbal because of your autism. He’s only ever met Autistic children, so he’d make sure you to ask you about what it means for you and if there’s anything he could do to help you. He’d interpret for you when you go out together, and  wouldn’t allow people to ignore you or speak about you in third person. He’d get a lot of that with his brother, so he’d have a readily prepared speech for any ignorant strangers about how intelligent you are and how you using a different way to communicate doesn’t mean they should look down on you.

Mat: When Mat noticed that you’d written your order on your phone he’d write a note for you on your cup, and you thought it was sweet so you wrote back to him on the back of your receipt. You two flirted through notes for a few weeks before he finally had the courage to go up and try to have a proper conversation with you. He’d probably sheepishly explain that he wasn’t intimidated by you being non verbal but by how cute you are, and apologize a lot for how much less smooth he was when he actually spoke. You thought it was adorable, so you’d ask him out. Even when you and Mat start dating the note passing would never end.

Robert: Robert wouldn’t even consider the idea that you could be nonverbal when he met you at Jim and Kim’s so he’d probably insensitively ask you why you don’t talk. When you scribbled onto a bar napkin that you were nonverbal he’d feel terrible and apologize profusely. He’d probably get quiet for a while, but once he got over himself he’d try to talk to you again and ask about how you usually communicate with other people. Once he got to know you he’d be really protective of you. If anyone tried to say some stupid shit like he had when you first met he’d immediately tell them off. He can be a little over the top sometimes, but it’s just because he cares and if you touch his shoulder gently he knows he needs to reel it in and he’ll apologize to you and the poor sap he was ready to fight.

Black Feather (1/??)

Notes: @bakathief and I have been talking about this Fantastic Beasts AU for weeks and I’ve finally written the first chapter!! She’s drawn art for it as well, so be sure to check her profile if you haven’t already!

Summary: Kuroba Kaito has a plan. Find the people responsible for his father’s death, branded within the magic community as a traitor, and make them pay. There’s just some things he needs to do first. (Set in the HP-verse.) Slowburn KaiShin.

The interrogation room is bland.

For a room filled with magic users, Kaito is almost insulted with how utterly mundane it is. There’s a table, three chairs and four walls that have been painted grey. It feels almost like he’s stepped into an old detective movie because everything is monochrome. One of the walls, he knows is charmed so that people can listen in to higher profile cases, but Kaito’s doubtful it’ll be used for him.

“You understand why you’re here, right?” It’s a younger man asking the questions – someone Kaito knows the name of, but can’t quite recall. They’ve met somewhere, then, but it’s practically impossible to drag the memory back quite so suddenly.

Two aurors – the magical equivalent of a detectives – sit opposite him on the desk, staring him down. They both wear white shirts and coloured ties. The younger has a red tie, a lower rank within the force, whereas the older man wears a blue tie. His superior then.

“Actually,” Kaito says, leaning back in his chair, “I don’t have the faintest clue.”

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Coffee and Tea

For NurseyDex Week Day 3-Alternate Universe

Oh look, I have a title! Honestly, the only thing truly alternate thing about this universe is that they aren’t on the hockey team, but we’re going with it. This is gonna end up being multi-chaptered, but here’s chapter 1, and you can also read it on AO3!


Derek is running late. Again. He’s not happy about it. He told himself he was going to do better for his sophomore year, but that doesn’t mean that his brain and his body are on the same page when it comes to getting out of bed. It’s only two weeks into the semester and he’s hastily pulling a red beanie on his head as he grabs his backpack and power walks out of his dorm room. It’s also his fault for picking a class that starts at 9:15, when he knows full well he has trouble getting out of bed before 9:30.

As he’s closing his door, he checks the time on his watch. 9:12. He knows he really doesn’t have time, but he’ll be damned if he has to sit through a two hour geology lecture without some sort of caffeine. He walks fast. He can make it to Starbucks and then to geology and only be a few minutes late.

Three minutes later, Derek stands in the crowded on-campus Starbucks as he waits for his order to be called. It seems like everyone is running late this morning. He texts his senior art friend Larissa, who he usually sits next to in geology as he waits for his drink.

“Derek and Will!” a barista shouts, as he lays two drinks down on the pick-up counter. Derek shoves his phone into his pocket and hustles to grab his drink, almost running into a lanky redhead as he does so. He picks up two honey packets and a spoon so he can add it to his tea when he gets to class and hurries on his way.

Surprisingly, Derek makes it to class without spilling hot tea on himself, so he counts that as a success even though his morning got off to a late start. He sits down in the seat that Larissa saved for him and takes out his laptop to pretend to take notes. Then he opens his to-go cup and notices something is off.

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softhorts  asked:

College au? I'll let your creativity run free from there ;D (also what the heck, I'm planning on my major/minor to be English too?)

College Freshmen Are Loud

Read it on ao3!  & send in a prompt!

Summary: The noise in Dan’s dorm hall is cutting into his sleep. Phil provides a solution

Word Count: 1.9k

Notes: thank u, ryanne. I love college aus :(( (we should talk majors)

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Okay but... Voltron Sky High AU
  • Adopted Broganes where Keith hasn’t gotten his powers yet and doesn’t know what his parents’ powers were so he’s kinda just accepted that he’s probably never going to get powers
    • It’s a really touchy subject so he refuses to talk about it
    • Shiro tries to comfort him but it doesn’t really help when he’s the most famous superhero of their time
  • Shiro has super strength (which can be kinda problematic sometimes because he really really didn’t mean to rip the door from its hinges again)
    • Seriously I can’t tell you how many times they’ve had to replace furniture/doors/walls from whenever Shiro gets a little too excited
    • patience yields focus
  • Pidge has plant powers just like Layla, but doesn’t like to use them. They prefer sticking to tinkering with technology and being a 15-year-old super genius without the help of powers thank you very much
  • Lance has the ability to waterbend (don’t fight me on this)
    • He’s still getting the hang of it (kind of like Katara), hence why he’s put in the Sidekicks class
  • Hunk is a technopath who can do that awesome thing where he can put technology together with his mind, but he prefers doing that kinda stuff by hand (Pidge is always whining about how Hunk is wasting perfectly good powers and can’t they please swap?!)
    • He’s still magical with food and that might as well be his superpower (Lance’s words whenever Hunk makes his famous puff pastry)
  • The school bullies are none other than Lotor and his generals
    • Lotor has super intelligence, making him the ultimate strategizer and master mind
    • Acxa can read minds, so also major strategist
    • Ezor can turn invisible (duh) and maybe has super elasticity?
    • Zethrid can grow in size (think Antman: the bigger or smaller she grows, the stronger she gets)
    • Narti can see through Kova and has super speed (hence her amazing attacks in practical classes)
  • Keith is put in the “Hero Support” (ahem, Sidekicks) class with the rest of the paladins (sans Shiro)
  • Their teacher is Coran who was Alfor “The King”’s sidekick
  • Alfor is the one who created Sky High, wanting heroes of all kinds to develop and hone their skills for the greater good
  • Allura is the headmistress now that her father has passed on
  • She can travel in time. She very rarely uses her power unless it’s of the utmost importance
    • she’s constantly fighting with the idea of going back and saving her father, but she knows that that could alter the present (either for the greater good or it could end up having extremely terrible repercussions)
    • angst for days pretty much
    • Shiro and Coran (and later the rest of team Voltron) = Allura protection squad
    • She also has the mice who she can telepathically communicate (thanks to her mother’s power of being able to speak with animals)
  • Shiro pops in every once in a while to visit Matt who teaches the Heros class along with Slav
    • I don’t really know what Matt’s power could be… definitely something to do with science and/or astrology on the side
    • Slav is extremely smart/can predict the future
    • subsequently, he is obsessed with parallel universes
  • Shiro really likes visiting Matt, the only downside is Slav doesn’t know when to take a hint and would he please just leave the lovebirds alone
    • Let’s just say major mutual Miro pining since their high school years at Sky High
    • Everyone knows about their feelings except them
    • And by everyone, I mean the entire school
    • Pidge has to physically stop themself from smashing their heads together because holy quiznakjust kiss already
  • Enter cafeteria scene where Keith and Lotor get on each other’s nerves
  • Turns out Keith’s a pyrokinetic and has firepower
  • Keith gets moved to Hero class, Lotor’s Lotor etc. etc.
  • During the practical exercise of Villains vs. Heros Keith is paired with Lance. They’re up against Ezor and Narti (yikes)
  • Keith is still getting used to his power so he relies more on his hand-to-hand combat skills, although he starts using his fire power as the game gets more serious
  • Narti is doing her speed thing around Keith so he can’t breathe (and hence, can’t use his fire power) and Lance saves him with some kick ass waterbending
    • suffice to say they argue over it because Keith doesn’t like owing people debts
    • and so rivalry turns into friendship turns into something more (we all know the drill)
  • We learn that Lotor is Zarkon’s son, who was Alfor’s greatest enemy and also his killer (surprise surprise)
  • Lotor’s planning on bringing his father back with some or other quintessence ray perhaps? I don’t really know how to slot in that part of the story line
  • but just imagine the banter between the group and Allura being a sassy badass and Coran being the amazing mentor that he is
  • Constant Shiro/Matt blushy fluffy (and sometimes not so fluffy) flirting in the background (and maybe in the foreground every once in a while too)
  • pretty much it’s the avatar/high school/super hero au no one asked for
  • I really need to write this fic (as well as finish the Treasure Planet AU I’ve got going)


doritosanddip  asked:

Hello! In about ten days I'm going to my first weekend lindy hop event (Pirate Swing!!) do you have and survival tips or any words of advice? Thanks 💙

Oh gosh, I am so terribly behind with this but this is probably the most common question I get asked, so you are definitely not alone! I hope you had a great time at the event and, even though it’s too late for your first event, I’ll share some advice I have given before anyway, in case it helps you or someone else next time!

You don’t have to attend every second of every single thing to get the most out of the weekend. Yes, there is always something to be learned and there is always another dance to be had…but your weekend can be pretty easily ruined if you don’t get the sleep/rest/food that your body needs. So take breaks when you need them and go to bed when you are so tired that you aren’t even going to remember those last few dances the next day.

When you aren’t dancing, take some time to watch the floor! Watch people who are awesome and get inspired. This is honestly one of my favorite parts of big events.

When you are watching people dance, look for people who seem like fun to dance with! Then ask them to dance. Don’t worry so much about the people you “have to dance with.” Everyone will be lining up to snag a dance with the instructors, but try to just focus on people who look like fun to spend three minutes with!

Use your words to ask for dances, with the understanding that there are multiple possible answers and that your life will go on no matter what the other person says.

Just go out to have fun! Listen to the music and your partner and don’t worry about whether or not you are doing every single thing right. Of course, we are always aiming for good technique and ultimately you will want to be a good lead/follow in order to get the most out of your time on the dance floor and express yourself and make your partner happy…BUT, I don’t think any of that matters if you aren’t really dancing.

What do I mean by that? I mean that what I want to see from beginners is that light in their eyes that says that this is really fucking fun, and that they care about and are connecting with the music, and also that they care about their partners.

If you are a beginner lead, then I want to see that you are more concerned about keeping your partner safe than with leading every flashy move you have ever seen someone do. If you are a beginner follow, then that means that I want to see you trusting your partner and not jumping the gun to turn yourself at every opportunity and that you are looking for ways to express yourself and the music through your dancing, even if it starts small.

But, honestly, there is something to be said for dancers who are just really into the dance. So, just have an amazing time! Dance with lots of different people and look for the dancers that are having the most fun! Then ask those people to dance.

Worry less about everyone else’s skill level and think more about your own and your goals for the dance.

Acknowledge more of the great/exciting/wonderful things that are happening than the not-so-great inevitable mistakes.

Remember that it’s a social floor, not a practice floor. Dance for fun, listen to the music and your partner, don’t get bogged down in all of the technicalities.

Plus all of the practical advice: drink lots of water, load up on emergen-C, have your caffeinated beverage of choice on hand, take some snacks, bring more than one pair of shoes, stretch regularly, take notes after classes so you don’t forget the important things that you learned, etc, etc. 

SEVENTEEN as people in my high school

S.COUPS - my homeboy who is an absolute goof but lowkey the most mature in the squad. WAY over affectionate but no one minds cuz his back hugs are the shit. Would do anything for his friends which includes giving away his lunch so others have double of their fave desert, and once even tried (and somehow succeeded) to intimidate a creepy guy twice his size who wouldn’t leave me alone into backing tf off. Over all, the real mvp.

VERNON - hilarious but awkward girl in my Latin class who pairs up with me for trivia games and always names our team either “Cash Money $$” or “Yeezus’s Disciples”. Acts completely chill and confident during class but I can hear her whisper screaming at worksheets right before tests.

MINGYU - super cute student teacher that knows all the information but has no idea wth he’s doing 80% of the time. Has given up on censoring himself and just checks the hall for passersby before dropping as many f bombs as he wants. Always finds an excuse for us have at least one class party a week because food.

WONWOO - quiet kid in my English class who is a little on the short side so he drowns in all his clothes and has constant sweater paws. The majority of us had never heard him speak unless spoken to until he suddenly got super hype at a party and rapped the entirety of The Motto by Drake and it was STRAIGHT FIRE.

JOSHUA - history teacher who always wears bowties and looks classy af but when asked about his outfit, cutely admits that his wife picked it out because he’s terrible at matching colors. Is always smiling and telling jokes while teaching but won’t hesitate to put kids in their place if they make even vaguely racist remarks or sleep in his class, all with that same peppy smile.

JEONGHAN - girl in band whom I’ve nicknamed Beyonce because she’s legit so perfect it’s almost unreal. Gifted Student who always gets the lead role in plays because her acting and singing are both A++ and always looks naturally flawless like we’ll march for two hours in direct sun at practice and while everyone else is dead all she has to do is take down her hair and and she looks like she’s ready for her audition as a Victoria’s Secret Model? How?

WOOZI - tech ed teacher that no one originally saw as intimidating because he’s always grinning from ear to ear but once he couldn’t figure out who kept stealing his pencils so he jokingly threatened to chop off the hand of whoever was doing it and we all just laughed but then he got up straight faced, went to the tool cabinet, pulled out an axe, and sat down with it at his desk. From then on his pencil cup was always full and none of us stepped out of line ever again.

SEUNGKWAN - exchange student who despite the language barrier, knows all the gossip and can fill you in on the tea at any time. Her makeup game is always lethal with eyeliner and a contour sharp enough to kill. Super nice but also sassy as hell. When asked to describe herself and her likes in class her first day, she just crossed her legs with the sweetest smile and said “I’m rude.”

DK - Football player who, despite being suspended from the team for a small slip in his grades, showed up to every game to cheer on his team mates whether is be on or off field. Goes all out for spirit week, gives everyone strange nicknames, and is always either flirting with that deep sultry voice of his or screaming, there is no in between.

HOSHI - Latin teacher who can be serious but is for the most part a dork who is extra af at everything he does. Gave a speech on his first day of class and got so excited, he jumped up on his desk and just spent the rest of the day teaching up there. Can and will use any excuse to say the Latin phrase for ‘What is he doing?’ as loud as possible because when pronounced right, it sounds like ‘He’d fuck it’ and he knows we all think it’s hilarious.

JUNHUI - Super hot guy with an incredibly sharp jawline and toned arms who highkey knows every girl and some boys would gladly strangle each other for a chance with him but doesn’t date because he’s to busy with all his sports and studying- but that doesn’t stop everyone including me from thursting over his unachievable A+ student ass. 

THE8 - Super hot guy’s best friend who is just as attractive but in an adorable boy next door type of way. Popular but never talks so his personality is just kind of??? Is super athletic and even boxes but only uses his skills for the small things in life, like making sure no one skips him in the lunch line on chicken nugget day. Wakes kids up when they fall asleep in class so they don’t get in trouble, is uber respectful and over all just a mysterious sweet pea.

DINO - Everyone’s fav sub who is always apologizing because he’s 5 min late but no one cares because we’re just happy to see him. Plays music in class and is therefore constantly bobbing his head and lip syncing while he teaches. Makes puns so terrible they’re actually funny and let’s us leave early, god bless that man.

Anon: Best friend Ashton trying to ask you out for the first time??

For some reason this ask showed up on my main blog. Whoops! But man, you found my weakness. I’m sorry if this is terrible, it got a bit out of hand.

For our (@kinkhemmings, @inspiring-blog‘s and mine) bestfriend!5sos blurb night.

“Are you busy Thursday?”

You hardly looked up from the textbook you had wedged in your pile of dryer-warm laundry on your bed, that you were trying to fold while studying.

“I’ve got to pull a double shift at work before making up my final with the afternoon class.”

“So…what about Friday?”

“I’ve got a hands-on test at 8, then once I am done I have to run over to my cousin Casey’s wedding breakfast. Between the ceremony and reception, I’m going to try and dodge the luncheon and finish my essay for my humanities class-” you paused your speech - and folding - to lean over and highlight a few lines in your textbook,

“-then there is the whole reception.” You looked up at your best friend sitting on the end of your bed; he had taken on the task of matching and folding all of your socks - seeing as it was something you hated. You couldn’t help but smile seeing multiple mismatched socks laying across his thighs as he searched for their matches. Your fast twisted into a bit of a disgruntled expression as you remembered one reason you were not excited about Friday.

“Ashton, my Aunt Sharon is going to be there.” He looked up from where he was trying to find the match to your frog socks with wide eyes, you could almost swear there was slight fear in them. Ashton had met your full extended family sometime last year, and needless to say, your aunt’s many compliments toward your best friend had made a…lasting impression.

“Aunt Sharon as in: ‘Aunt-Sharon-with-Cougar-ish-tendencies’ Aunt Sharon?” You nodded solemnly, turning back

“She’s going to try and ‘bond’ with me, and go on again about how ‘us single woman have got to stick together’ and how she’ll be my ‘wingwoman’

“Well… what if you didn’t need a wingwoman?”

You couldn’t help but laugh and look up at him,

“Yeah, because I have guys lining up at my door to whisk me away from my cougar aunt at my younger cousins wedding! I can hardly keep up with my absolutely raging social life!” You shook a shirt out and continued to fold it, a bittersweet smile on your face, your voice quieting a bit.

“Good one Ashton.” It was silent for a moment, and you could feel your smile fall as your mind lingered on the constant reminder of your singledom that would come at the end of the week. You were oblivious to the silent war in Ashton’s mind as he watched you fold and refold the same camp shirt you had been shuffling around in your hands as you stewed.

You were snapped out of your revere as Ashton stood from the end of your bed, and walked out of your room calling that he would be back in a few minutes. You shrugged and finished folding your clothes.

You had finished the pile of laundry, and were finishing up the socks that Ashton had been working on, only to hear a knock at your front door. Glad to put aside one of your least favorite chores, you stood to go answer the door.

You swung it open, only to find your best friend standing there having changed out of his sweatshirt and jeans, into a crisp button down, and well fitting slacks. His hair was styled, and he had put his contacts in, leaving his glasses at home, and in his hand was a small bouquet of flowers - you were pretty sure you had seen growing in his neighbors garden box.

“I know it’s not a line, but I do know there is at least one boy at your door that’s hoping you’ll let him whisk you away for a date this Friday.” at your stunned silence, his lips quirked up into a bit of a nervous smile,

“Fending off a cougar, with you as my date, seems like a pretty raging social life to me.”

anonymous asked:

Out of curiosity, do you know (m)any Hidden Talent!Drarry fics? Like one/both of them have a hidden talent and the other finds out about it? Thanks anyway! (Also you should know I really appreciate you and I'm in love with your blog have a good day)

Thank you! I tried my best to go from the talents trope, but to be honest some of these aren’t very “hidden”, but here you go;

Solder by Oakstone730 (34k)
Seven years ago, Harry disappeared out of Draco and Scorpius’s life without a trace after Harry’s addictions destroyed his and Draco’s marriage. Now, Harry’s back, and Draco wants to believe he’s changed. But Harry isn’t the only one haunted by the past. [Art]

Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 (302k)
Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness. [Art]

The Boy and the Sleeping Prince by phoenixacid and Writcraft (26k)
Harry is miserable and tired of being an Auror, coasting through life until he’s forced to make some changes. Spurred on by his passion for drawing and working with best-selling author Draco Malfoy, Harry develops a charm which gives children a magical, interactive reading experience. But when it’s time to test the spell, the two men find themselves trapped in a nightmarish fairy tale world. Can they escape unscathed, or is Draco right in his assertions that there is no such thing as a happily ever after? [Art + Writing]

The Art Thief by Nia_Kantorka (21k)
When an art thief steals one of Harry Potter’s paintings the Minister of Magic requests one of his best Aurors on that case. Draco Malfoy is not amused. [Art]

Choices that are best made in the moonlight by Teatrolley (4k)
“Harry never imagined that he’d someday know the feeling of Draco’s smiling lips against his own, or be able to replicate the exact tone of his during-sex laughter in his mind. Even then, he especially never imagined that, were he to ever know those things, he were also to be without them again.
Or, in other words: Harry and Draco break up.” [Art]

The Art of Perfection by create_serenity (19k)
Harry cursed the day he’d ever made the stupid bet with Ron because that bet was what had led to him being naked in front of a Muggle art class. Of course Draco Malfoy had to be taking the class, because that’s just how Harry’s life worked. [Art]

Home Improvement by cassie_black (10k)
When he hired Maison d'Etre to bring Grimmauld Place back to life, Harry never expected Draco Malfoy would end up doing the same for him. [Interior Designing]

Whitfield Throp by JosephineStone (4k)
Draco likes to watch people buying his books; Harry likes to watch Draco. [Writing]

ab epistulis by cornmouse (83k)
A future fic that takes place when Draco is 30, living in Edinburgh, Scotland. Draco owns a bookstore and ends up developing a correspondence with the author of his favorite novel. [Writing]

The Critiquer by dysonrules (24k)
When Harry submits his cock photo to a renowned Cock Critiquer and gets a terrible review, he decides to take a photography class to hopefully improve his skills. [Photography]

Aural Gratification by birdsofshore (10k)
Harry’s not gay – he just likes listening to exciting stories about Aurors. It’s not his fault that the narrator’s voice is so smooth, so expressive… and really rather hot. [Narration]

A Future Unknown by Omi_Ohmy (25k)
Draco had always thought that the ability to see the future would have saved him a lot of grief. The choices are no easier, however, when he is cursed to see an endless set of futures featuring Harry Potter. [Seer Draco]

Silververse by Fearlessdiva (120k)
Tissue of Silver A love story concerning possessed furniture, black silk pyjamas, courtroom drama, premonitions of doom, assassination attempts, Death Eater yoga, absinthe, bare feet and a sensible werewolf. [Seer Draco]

Magic Tricks by talithan (5k)
When Draco agreed to accompany his flatmate to a Muggle magic show, he did not expect Harry Potter to be the magician onstage. Since then, nothing has gone according to plan. [Muggle Magician]

Misdirection and Wonder: Magic For Beginners by Omi_Ohmy (7k)
Harry Potter may be the one who dabbles in Muggle Magic, but it’s Draco who leaves him mystified. [Muggle Magician]

The Deeper Symbolism Behind Golden Apples by oldenuf2nb (26k)
When the Wizengamot insists Chief Auror Harry Potter pose for a statue for the Ministry Atrium, why are his friends reluctant to tell him who the sculptor is? [Sculptory]

Draco Malfoy, Animal Whisperer by icicle33 (22k)
Draco needs to find a job, any job, to avoid joining his father in Azkaban. As a last resort, he works at a Muggle veterinary clinic. [Photography]

Fractured Light by MissSnakeyBoots (74k)
Twenty year-old Harry finds himself in a good job with a new-found smoking habit, a Labrador that likes breakfast and a work friend with an unsavoury fascination with women. Harry’s friends worry about his emotional stability and on times - sexuality. Enter Draco Malfoy in Muggle clothes with his camera and Harry’s life is thrown into disarray. What HAS his old nemesis been up to? [Photography]

Typewriters, Oscar Wilde, and Other Unexpected Things by secretsalex (6k)
Harry’s not a very good Auror, but Draco is a very good queer. Draco doesn’t finish his novel, and Harry doesn’t catch the bad guys. But maybe it doesn’t matter, anyway. [Writing]

A Good Book by wook77 (7k)
Harry reads the end of the book before he buys it. When it comes time to write his own, it’s only natural he writes the ending first. Sometimes, endings are meant to change. [Writing]

Picking Up Pieces series by TessaCrowley (22k + 21k)
The Unbearable Burden of Caring: Fifteen years after the War, Draco is a social recluse and award winning author. Harry is an auror who works too hard, ensuring his old war wounds never heal. They meet at a masque ball, unaware of each other’s identities. In another situation, it would have been love at first sight. But for them, it would never be so simple.
Sins and Scars and Shattered Things:  Fifteen years have passed since the War, but the wizarding world isn’t quite ready to forgive Draco Malfoy for his past sins, or for being in love with Harry Potter. For a former Death Eater who escaped conviction, it is a trial by fire. [Writing]

The Snitch-Maker by Omi_Ohmy (21k)
Draco is content with his Snitches, with the tap tap tap of his hammer, and the tiny gears and sharp scent of metal in his workshop - until one day Harry Potter appears, asking for help to solve a rash of Snitch-tampering in the Quidditch world. [Snitch making]

In Fire and Blood by @theboywholivcd (15k)
They’re wizards living in Muggle London, and it is the summer after the Battle of Hogwarts. One held out his hand, and the other grabbed on. They’re just boys, really, trying to find their way out of the rubble.
A story in which Draco and Harry are lost after the war. A story in which they find life in love. [Art]

Paint Me Better Off by tryslora (10k)
Draco and Harry healed their differences five years ago, when Snape’s will forced them to work together for the good of Hogwarts. Now, when the Ministry requests that a magic portrait be painted of the Boy Who Ended the War, Draco is the only artist that Harry will trust to create it. But the process of having his portrait painted brings out the talkative side of Harry, and soon he is spilling secrets to his friend without any thought to the consequences. [Art]

Merlin, Give Me Strength by Aelys_Althea (86k)
Draco retreated after the war. Despite the Wizarding world turning a smiling, forgiving face to any and all with a black name and stained reputation, he wanted none of it. All Draco wanted was to be left alone.
Unfortunately for him, Harry Potter doesn’t want to leave him alone. And more than that, he finds himself with the most unlikely of house guests that he just can’t seem to rid himself of.
Why is life never simple?  [Animagus]

He Was He and I Was Bunny by bryoneybrynn (37k)
The war is over and “eighth year” is about to begin at Hogwarts. But for Harry and Draco, nothing is quite the same. Harry’s looking for an escape, Draco’s looking for a friend. Does a little black bunny hold the answers for both of our boys?  [Animagus]

My Life As A Butterfly by digthewriter (22k)
At the age of seventeen, Harry finds himself falling in love with a detached Draco Malfoy. Through a series of unfortunate miscommunications and gossip, he had a bad falling out (of love), too. Now, years later, can Harry make amends about a misunderstanding? Would Draco forgive him?  [Animagus + Writing]

Incandescence by Lomonaaeren (47k)
Draco has become a successful writer by novelizing the lives of heroes from the war with Voldemort. He’s managed to charm the most difficult and reticent into talking to him. Now he thinks he’s ready for the ultimate challenge: persuading Harry Potter, who’s notoriously close-mouthed, to give him both the material and the permission for a novel based on him. [Writing]

Tear out the Pages by alphinski (74k)
Draco didn’t do things by halves. Instead of just walking out on Harry, he left the country. He’s back now with a book and half the Wizarding World fawning over him. Harry refuses to join that number. [Writing]

The Printed Press by Soupy_George (119k)
Draco Malfoy was still slightly amazed that he was standing on the doorstep of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. He never would have thought that Harry Potter’s very public and very … sweary, emotional explosion would have led to him offering Draco, of all people, a job. [Writing]

Not so secret Santa: a Lucaya fanfic
  • Every year there was this secret santa game that all the classmates liked to participate. They would randomly select a name from a bowl full of name tags and give the name owner little presents until christmas when the Secret Santa would be revealed.
  • Everybody was excited, except Maya. Every year was stressful around secret Santa time. Having very little to no mony to spend on gifts was sometimes hard, she had to become resourseful. Recyclin, going to triftshops, flee markets, and sometimes making the gifts herself. And the kids didn't wanted those gifts... They wanted expensive candybars, of new toys, cute fashion accesories. One time in second grade, she made a picture frame with some recycled materials, and it ended in the garbage because the girl who was meant for didn't liked it. And it just broke Maya's heart, she came home crying and Katie gave her Money to buy a bracelet and a candy bar for the Secret Santa.
  • So this year, even when Maya had more money to spend on little gifts, it was still a very hard time for her, while everyone was happy and excited, she was anxious.
  • Riley: today is Secret Santa day!
  • Farkle: Yes! I hope I get awesome gifts...
  • Lucas: You guys play this game every year?
  • Maya: Yea... It sucks... I'm going to art room. Forgot something there yesterday. See you later in class...
  • Lucas: is Maya ok? She seemed a little sad...
  • Riley: Maya doesn't like Secret Santa
  • Lucas: How come?
  • Farkle: No one wants her to be their secret Santa.
  • Riley: Farkle!
  • Farkle: what? Its true!
  • Lucas: why is that? Don't they like Maya?
  • Riley: Maya is not the problem.
  • Farkle: Its her gifts. They are mostly hand made from recycled objects.
  • Lucas: But that's awesome. Like little works of art.
  • Farkle: Yeah... I guess not everybody is into it...
  • Riley: I liked my gifts from last years...
  • Farkle: o yeah? And how come you are not wearing your noodle bracelet right now?
  • Riley: murmurs...I don't have it anymore...
  • Farkle: what?
  • Riley: I said I don't have it anymore!
  • Farkle: what did you do to it Riley?
  • Riley: I lost it?
  • Farkle: lier!
  • Riley: Fine... Is in my room. Somewhere. and I don't wear it because I don't want to break it.
  • Farkle: is made of noodles Riley, not glass.
  • Riley: people already think I'm weird. I can't wear noodles, they'll make fun of me... Lets see if you wear yours this year!
  • Farkle: I don't have one!
  • Riley: not yet... But since last time she was my secret santa, now is your turn.
  • Farkle: No way!
  • Riley: farkle!
  • Farkle: Sorry Riles, No can do. Got to run, library book to return, see you later!
  • Riley: Farkle! You can't do this to me two years in a row! We had a deal! Damn....
  • Lucas: ok, what just happened?
  • Riley: Farkle bailed on me...
  • Lucas: what deal?
  • Riley: one year is my secret santa, next was suposed to be his. And is his turn. Last year was mine. That was the deal.
  • Lucas: don't worry Riles, I'll take Farkle's place.
  • Riley: Really?
  • Lucas: Gladly.
  • Riley: You are so nice. Thank you! You always coming to rescue me.
  • Lucas: yeah...
  • Riley: lets head to class to make the special Secret Santa arrangements with dad. He knows about the deal.
  • At class, Mr Mattews puts all their names except for Mayas and Lucas in the bowl, and calls each student forward to take a little piece of paper in the front desk. On purpose he calls Maya and places two pieces of paper both with lucas name on it and Maya grabs one.
  • Maya: (unfolds paper) great...
  • Mr Mattews calls Lucas and he takes the last remaining paper, and nods at Mr Mattews knowing that he'll be Mayas Secret Santa.
  • After class...
  • Farkle: so what did you get?
  • Riley: I can't tell you! Is ruins the purpose of the game. Is called "secret" santa for a reason...
  • Farkle: c'mon... Not even a clue?
  • Riley: No!
  • Lucas: I got a very nice name...
  • Maya: I got the worst...
  • Farkle: It can't be that bad.
  • Maya: it is.
  • (Riley and Lucas look at eachother with worry)
  • Riley: why is it so terrible?
  • Maya: because is gonna be hard to please this one... Is gonna take a lot of work.
  • Lucas: how come?
  • Maya: It just is. Stop asking things. I better go... I need time to think.
  • Riley: let her be. She's worried because she wants you to like her presents. Now she'll isolate herself to think about and make the gifts.
  • Lucas: I can hardly wait.
  • Next week they were suposed to start with the gifts...
  • Maya was nowhere to be seen.
  • Farkle: good morning Riley. Guess what was in my locker?
  • Riley: a secret santa gift?
  • Farkle: yes! How did you know?
  • Riley: Look! (Opens locker door)
  • Farkle: Nice teddy bear!
  • Riley: I know right? Is the cuttest little teddy beat with the cuttest little sweater. I'm so happy. What did you get?
  • Farkle: just a card...
  • Riley: sure is just a card?
  • Farkle: for now... Yes. But is musical. And says that more is to come! So I'm happy.
  • Lucas: hey guys.
  • Riley: hi lucas. Look! A teddy!
  • Farkle: card! You?
  • Lucas: i don't know. Haven't found anything.
  • They get to class and in his desk is a red box with a green bow.
  • He smiles and puts it in his bag.
  • Farkle: aren't you gonna open it?
  • Lucas: not yet.
  • Farkle: would you let me see?
  • Lucas: later dude.
  • (Maya walks in)
  • Riley: what did you get?
  • Maya: nothing yet. I guess my secret santa forgot about it.
  • Farkle: or maybe later you'll find it.
  • Lucas drops his books on purpose and as he gets down to get them up he puts a little envelope in Maya's bag when she's not looking.
  • After class everybody heads home. Lucas can't wait anymore to open the little box. He carefully removes the green ribbon and opens the red box to find a very artsy horse sculpture made of clay. Is a white horse. And Lucas liked it so much he put it in his bedside table.
  • When Maya got home, she opened her bag to find her keys and felt the heavy envelope with her hand, took it out and opened it. It was a beautiful bracelet for charms with a single snow flake charm. She liked it. A lot. She had a feeling this secret santa was gonna be different. But for now she needed to finish her next secret santa proyect.
  • Would Ranger Rick like the horse sculpture? She'll know tomorrow for sure.
  • Next day:
  • Riley: so, what was it?
  • Lucas: a beautyful sculpture.
  • Farkle: can I see it?
  • Lucas: is in my room, but sure, someday.
  • Maya was smiling when she heard he liked it.
  • Riley: so Maya. What did you get?
  • Maya just held her wrist for her to see.
  • Riley: ahww that's so pretty!
  • Farkle: so mine was the worst!
  • Riley: relax farkle, is just the first...
  • Lucas: yeah buddy, you might get a charm bracelet next time!
  • Farkle: ha ha
  • Next week: was second gift time.
  • Riley: guess what I got?
  • Farkle: Another teddy?
  • Riley: No! But is just as cute!
  • Farkle: what is it?
  • Riley: A puppy calendar! Look, it has the cutest puppy pictures you can imagine, there's even one with a bunny!
  • Farkle: yeah really cute. Look what I got!
  • Riley: that isn't so bad...
  • Farkle had a pen and a little notepad with little pine trees.
  • Farkle: yeah, is true. At least is something I can use.
  • Riley: That is true. Hey Maya what about you?
  • Maya: notting yet, I mean wasn't in my locker.
  • Farkle: Lucas?
  • Lucas: my locker was empty too. Lets go to class.
  • And there was again. A little red box with green bow on his desk. Only this time there was one silver box with a pink bow on Maya's desk too.
  • Lucas: see, I did got something.
  • Maya: Me too.
  • Farkle: what is it?
  • Lucas: can't tell yet. I'll open it later.
  • Maya: I got more charms, a candy cane, a ginger bread man and a christmas tree. And a real candy cane. Yummy.
  • Lucas smiled to himself.
  • At home he opened his box. There was a coin, a very special coin that he knew so well. The one with the cowboy ridding a bull. The same one his grandfather promissed to give him so many years ago but didn't. But how did she get it?
  • Next week, third secret santa day.
  • Riley found the cutest little candy abd ginger bread house.
  • Riley: can you believe it? Su cute and delicious!
  • Farkle: yea yea...
  • Riley: didn't liked yours?
  • Farkle: look... A calculator. I mean, is useful but not thoughful...
  • Riley: yea, I guess you could say that.
  • Maya: lets get inside class (smiling)
  • Farkle: Maya eager to get to class... That's a new one...
  • Lucas: I wanna go in too, there must be my gift waiting for me.
  • And it was.
  • The usual red box. But now it was bigger and read Fragile! Do not shake.
  • Maya: look more charms... No, just one a snow man and a gift card with 25 dls, this is so cool.
  • Farkle: home?
  • Lucas: yeah. Not until home.
  • And when he arrived home he opened his gift. His favorite. Cherry pie. Only when he tasted it he knew, it wasn't just a cherry pie, was his grandma's recipe. He smiled so much it made his face hurt that afternoon. And he ate it all. Didn't share one bit. And he loved it.
  • Next week. It was cheistmas eve. The last gift, when it all came down to telling who was their secret santa.
  • Riley: Omg Look at this!
  • Farkle: what?
  • Riley: just when I tough it couldn't get better. A snow globe with me inside in a cheerleading outfit. And it says "I'll always believe in you" omg! Farkle?
  • Farkle: (smiles) yeah... Tough you would like it.
  • Riley: I live it... Omg please don't open yours!
  • Farkle: why not? (Opens locker)
  • A really unexpected thing happened, some colored watter got splashed on his face and he got a recorded message saying: "you bailed on me! ME! And you thought that was ok, well time to think again pal. Happy Christmas not! Enjoy making calculations and taking notes on how to be a better friend! "
  • Farkle: Riley!
  • Riley: Sorry! I was mad at you. I tried to warn you!
  • Farkle: your gift sucks big time. I bet Maya's was better.
  • Riley: Serves you right for bailing on me.
  • Maya opened hers to find a single heart charm and a letter that said "thank you for all those amazing gifts. They made me feel like home and it was special. I know this was hard for you but jeep doing what you love. And you are an amazing artist Maya, don't let anyone tell you otherwise. -yours Ranger Rick"
  • When Lucas got home he opened his box. And it was empty, no present. Just a note in the bottom, with an adress. And so, he took his phone and jacket and the little piece of paper and went there. Nothing could prepare him for it, it was a mural in the side of a drugstore. The picture was amazing with so much detail. It was Lucas' favorite horse from Texas. And himself ridding it in a very beautiful prairie. He took pictures of the mural with his phone and stayed all afternoon admiring the artwork, must have taken her so much time. Days maybe.
  • When he turned she was there.
  • Maya: taking pictures of my art?
  • Lucas: don't you mean mine?
  • Maya: touche
  • Lucas: nice gift. I just wish I could take it home.
  • Maya: I have the sketch at home if you want it.
  • Lucas: I do, thank you. Most have taken you days...
  • Maya: it did... But for you, it was worth it.
  • Lucas: you are really somehting you know...
  • Maya: yeah... I've heard...
  • Lucas: so, you talked to grandma?
  • Maya: yeah
  • Lucas: I knew that was her pie!
  • Maya: Heeey, I made it! And it took me like 5 pies to get it right.
  • Lucas: it was perfect. Thank you.
  • Maya: anytime huckleberry.
  • Lucas: so, 5 pies?
  • Maya: yeah?
  • Lucas: have any left?
  • Maya: sure, lets go home.
  • Lucas: lead the way mah-am
  • Maya: you are such a huckleberry.
Peter and Benedick: Parallel Protagonists

Holy shit. Okay, fascinating Lolilo theory time. So I just saw this edit by bisexual-meme-thief using the song lyric “His home is where his heart is/ at the parties where he roams/ He tells himself he can’t be lonely/ Cause he’s never on his own. /But all the friends he makes at night, in the morning they are gone/ And he’s left with his four walls, his aching head and silent phone.”

Obviously, I immediately began thinking about Peter and these lyrics and how well they fit him. He is shown throughout much of Lolilo to be throwing himself into a drinking and partying lifestyle because he’s feeling very isolated in the flat, and he’s struggling with a lot of self-hatred and guilt over what he did to Hero, and to John, and to everyone else who was hurt by the events of NMTD. He’s having trouble dealing with the idea that he’s capable of that, and trying to make a new identity for himself outside of “all round great guy” Pedro. “All the friends he makes at night” immediately reminded me of the “drinking buddies” Peter was with the night before TAPAS, who of course are not real friends and ostensibly disappear from his life after this night out, so “in the morning they are gone” and Peter comes home with a hangover and doesn’t feel better at all. Peter doesn’t think he CAN feel better, and sees himself as a tragic figure.

And then, I realized that Peter wasn’t the only character these lyrics reminded me of. “He tells himself he can’t be lonely, cause he’s never on his own” brought me straight back to thinking about Benedick. Ben also is clearly very lonely throughout much of Lolilo. He has no friends outside his flatmates and the people they hang around with, and he spends most of his time on the videos because they’re his comfort zone. Ben, like Peter, is also struggling with self-hatred and disillusionment with who he’s supposed to be. He wants to be this exciting, interesting, romantic hero guy, the cheerful funny Vlogger Persona, because he likes the way that makes him feel. He also has a lot of pressure to be smart and academically successful like his professor parents. In real life though (in Ben’s real life, which is still fictional, but you get my point), Ben is failing all his classes. He’s struggling to keep his friendships together and failing to make any new friends. He’s struggling with the romantic hero ideal too because long distance with Beatrice is harder than they thought, and, as we know, they’re failing to communicate about the metaphorical distance between them because they both feel abandoned by the other putting physical distance between them. Everything Ben is trying to hold together keeps falling apart, and when he runs away after Confrontation and no one follows him, we might easily imagine he’s ending up “left with his four walls, his aching head and silent phone”. 

Peter and Ben are BOTH dealing with feeling lonely and losing their identities and really not liking who they are and the paths they are on. They’re both dealing with the same conflict, just manifesting in different ways. Ben is trying to help Peter by instituting rules that might keep him from using his negative coping mechanism of partying too hard, but because he goes about it in such a terribly misguided and hurtful way, Ben makes it worse, and drives a wedge, and his and Peter’s friendship is almost ruined by it. 

And then I realized something extraordinary, something I cannot believe I never saw before. I thought back to TRAGEDY, and I remembered Peter, viewing himself as a tragic hero who has to fall and lose everything. I remembered Ben viewing himself as a romantic hero, wanting everything to be happy, wanting to run to Beatrice across international airports. And then I remembered the lyric from “Extraordinary (For Benedick)”, about Satan falling to hell and “what if I tumbled down as well” and it all fell into place.

Lolilo is a narrative combining BOTH a romantic comedy and a tragedy- but the characters are wrong about who is who. Peter Donaldson, whose arc is all about figuring out how to forgive himself and finally be in a loving relationship with Balthazar, is the romantic hero of Lolilo. And Benedick Hobbes, whose arc is about allowing his self-doubt and loneliness and identity crisis to lead him into an unhealthy dependence on the rules/camera that makes him so miserable and thoughtless and unintentionally cruel that he fails out of school and comes dangerously close to losing all his friends and his girlfriend- Benedick Hobbes is the tragic hero of Lolilo. We are watching a comedy and a tragedy interwoven.

Every time I’ve seen someone talk about how the protagonist of Lolilo is Peter even though he isn’t the narrator, I’ve been given pause, because Peter’s story is definitely one of the most prominent parts of the series, but I have never seen a story have a protag who felt so sidelined most of the time, to me at least. (Personally I felt that the series was an ensemble piece designed to highlight ALL the flatmates, but Peter has always felt like a protagonist in that he and his conflicts are so obviously highlighted- he’s just not the only one for whom that’s the case.) Now, though, I submit that there isn’t one protagonist of Lolilo- I think there are two. 

Peter is the romantic hero whose love story makes us happy. Benedick is the tragic hero whose downfall makes us sad and angry. Two boys, both struggling with the same exact crisis of identity. Two protagonists. Two sides of the same coin. We’re supposed to sympathize with both of them. We’re supposed to struggle with both of them. That is how this story is working- it’s one big giant parallel structure.

The whole point is that neither of these kids is actually living in a story (in-world, anyway). Neither of their lives is an irredeemable tragedy with no hope of happiness. Neither of their lives is a simple, easy happily ever after. Peter is left to confront the fact that his actions affect others, and left to build a new relationship with Balthazar now that he believes himself worthy of love again. Ben is left to confront the fact that his actions affect others as well, and is left to put down the camera, rebuild his relationship with Beatrice, and accept the fact that right now, university isn’t for him, and that it is okay that he failed out and okay that he’s choosing instead to try to find what might actually make him happy. They both have to forgive themselves and live their lives, and now that the vlogs are over, let go of the idea of a narrative binding them to certain actions. No more tragedy and no more comedy, just life. Two stories, each left with not a happy ending, but a hopeful start. Curtain. 

Mind blown.