Before the Epic Hug of Wolf Brothers (Nope! Move along! No character development to be seen here! They’re just the same as in Season 1 & 2. I mean it!), everyone is doing what they do best. Stiles is lightening the mood, Lydia is being practical, and the Hale family is kicking ass. And what is Scott doing?
Comforting an enemy turned friend in his final moments.
You know when you buy rice, pasta, or grains, they come in perfectly good plastic packaging? Well throw them out, pour the contents into big jars, and put them on display. Voila! Oppan cottage-style.
2. Put a hardcover book on your piece of shit bedside table with a bookmark in it.
You were never going to read Crime and Punishment, but you may as well make it look like you did. If you really want to seal the deal, put a pair of glasses that you haven’t worn since high school on top. They’re back in style now, anyway.
3. Get the biggest bowl in your house and fill it with some fucking lemons.
“Better get this out of the way,” you can say just before you sit down for dinner to make sure everyone has seen it, and then never mention it again. Everyone will assume you have jars of homemade lemon curd in your pantry. But I know the truth.
WRITING PROMPTS FOR DAYS Feel free to request any of these for any character.
1.“Do you want me to leave?” 2. “I swear it won’t happen again.” 3. “I’m not jealous.” 4. “You can’t keep doing this.” 5. “I’m going to take care of you,
okay?” 6. “You can’t die. Please don’t die.” 7. “You did what?!” 8. “Were you ever going to tell me?” 9. “Don’t ask me that.” 10. “I might have had a few shots.” 11. “What’s with the box?” 12. “Say it!” 13. “I could kiss you right now!” 14. “Are you done with that?” 15. “Are you still awake…?” 16. “Excuse you?” 17. “This is all your fault!” 18. “I shouldn’t be in love with
you.” 19. “I could kill you right now!” 20. “Just admit I’m right.” 21. “That doesn’t even make sense.” 22. “That’s irrational.” 23. “Just pretend to be my date.” 24. “Are you really going to leave
without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?” 25. “When you love someone, you don’t
just stop. Ever. Even when people roll their eyes or call you crazy… even then.
Especially then!” 26. “I think I’ve been holding
myself from falling in love with you all over again.” 27. “I’m not going to apologise for
this. Not anymore.” 28. “That’s almost exactly the
opposite of what I meant.” 29. “It must be hard with your sense
of direction, never being able to find your way to a decent pickup line.” 30. “Can I sit here? The other
tables are full.” 31. “You weren’t supposed to laugh!” 32. “This is, by far, the dumbest
thing you’ve ever done.” 33. “I’m not going to stop poking
you until you give me some attention.” 34. “These stars are nothing
compared to the ones I’ve seen in your eyes.” 35. “Before I do this, I need you to
know that I have always loved you.” 36. “Did I say that out loud?” 37. “Do you think they could have
loved me?” 38. “Everyone keeps telling me you’re
the bad guy.” 39. “How long have you been standing
there?” 40. “Have I ever lied to you?” 41. “Have you lost your fucking
mind?” 42. “His ego is so visible; I can
almost watch it grow.” 43. “I am not losing you again!” 44. “I don’t know why I’m crying.” 45. “I had a nightmare about you and
I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.” 46. “I just need to be alone right
now.” 47. “When I picture myself happy… It’s
with you.” 48. “I made a mistake.” 49. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your
idiot.” 50. “I need you to forgive me.” 51. “I see the way you look at me
when you think I’m not looking.” 52. “I think I’m in love with you and
that scares me half to death.” 53. “I’m flirting with you.” 54. “I’m not good enough for you.” 55. “I fell in love with my best
friend.” 56. “I’m sorry, what? I keep getting
lost in your eyes.” 57. “I’m up to the challenge.” 58. “I’ve been in love with you my entire
life. Ever since the day I first met you.” 59. “I’m yours.” 60. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d
say you were trying to seduce me.” 61. “If you go anywhere near them,
you’ll have to deal with me!” 62. “It’s okay to cry…” 63. “What do you mean? It’s
exciting!” 64. “Talk to me.” 65. “Look at me—just breathe, okay?” 66. “Look, I don’t have much time,
but I wanted to say I love you.” 67. “Oh my god! You’re in love with
them!” 68. “Well, this is where I live.” 69. “We finish it the same way we
started—together.” 70. “What are you afraid of?” 71. “You are the single best thing
that has ever happened to me.” 72. “You deserve so much better.” 73. “You don’t have to stay.” 74. “You don’t know you the way I
do.” 75. “You fainted, straight into my
arms. You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to go to such
extremes.” 76. “You need to wake up because I
can’t do this without you.” 77. “You shouldn’t have even been
there!” 78. “You weren’t supposed to hear
that.” 79. “You’re safe now. I’ve got you.” 80. “Teach me?” 81. “We’re in the middle of a
thunderstorm and you want to stop and feel the rain?” 82. “Looks like we’ll be stuck here
for a while.” 83. “Just once.” 84. “I can’t believe you talked me
into this.” 85. “It’s not what it looks like.” 86. “I got you a present.” 87. “Hey! I was gonna eat that!” 88. “See, now, what that so bad?”.” 89. “You’re the best part of me.” 90. “I don’t want to think about
what I’d be like without you.” 91. “Can I hold your hand?” 92. “Let’s move in together.” 93. “It’s a real shame nobody asked
for your opinion.” 94. “What time is it?” 95. “Just wait a second.” 96. “Here, let me.” 97. “You’re so cute when you pout
like that.” 98. “Hold me back!’ 99. “I don’t care what they said, it
doesn’t mean shit!” 100. “I adore you.”
I’ve been toying with the idea for a long time that some of the things Yuuri says, especially in the first couple episodes, are not exactly the truth and should be looked into farther. Honestly, we knew Yuuri was unreliable the moment the show opened–he referred to himself as “dime-a-dozen,” when he is literally the only male skater certified by the JSF within canonverse.
And he made it to the GPF, you know? He’s one of the top 6 skaters in the world, right off the bat! It took us a few episodes to understand Yuuri’s character to realize the context of these statements, but we figured out pretty early on that Yuuri is the embodiment of Unreliable Narrator™. Especially after ep10, jfc.
Anyway, why I’m bringing this up is because Kubo seemed to confirm a little theory of mine I’ve had stewing for a while and I wanted to share it with you.
So. Episode 1. The commemorative photo scene.
I wanna first establish that this scene took place before the banquet. During the series run, sometime just afterwards, and occasionally even now there’s debate over when that scene took place. It wouldn’t make sense to happen after the banquet because they’re not only still wearing the team jackets, but they’re also wearing passes
The outside sign has information about the competition
and Victor is talking to Yuri about his routines
which he probably wouldn’t do if it was up to a day later.
We know how the rest of the scene goes. Victor seems to not recognize Yuuri at all, mistakes him for a fan, asks if he wants a photo, and then Yuuri leaves, thoroughly humiliated. Or, at least, that’s Yuuri’s version of what happened. I think generally everything that was said got said, all the movements and series of events were the same, but the implications of the offer were different.
I have multiple anxiety disorders. When I remember something that I felt was a misstep or caused embarrassment, I always remember it slightly off. A person’s tone is more mocking or condescending, my reaction is worse than it was. There’s a lot of shame when it comes to anxiety and your mind immediately assumes you’re viewed to be–and are–on a lower pedestal than everyone else. Yuuri, clearly, has severe anxiety, so I don’t think it’s much of a stretch to think that, since this is from his perspective, maybe reality is a bit different than what he is able to give us.
Anyway, my thoughts had no basis, so I’ve kept them to myself, but then Kubo came out and said this:
and then the fanbase lit up in flames because Victor know Yuuri was a fan before the banquet. But this also implies one thing I got super excited about: Victor has seen him skate, before the commemorative photo scene.
meaning that everyone’s preconception that Victor mistook Yuuri for a fan has been completely blown out of the water.
So, why would Victor ask him about a photo then?
I think it’s important to keep in mind that Victor likes to make people feel good about their abilities. He likes teaching others, and he likes motivating them too. He gets pleasure out of seeing people rise to their potential.
Although he’s flighty and kind of an airhead, and tends to ignore what he doesn’t find interesting, I don’t think Victor would ignore the scorings or the competitors landing below 3rd place. Victor clearly knew that Yuuri fell to last place, hard. This is just speculation, but maybe Yuri mentioned to Victor the incident with Yuuri crying in the bathroom. Or, perhaps Victor had already seen the press about Yuuri: he’s notorious for losing his nerve during competitions and failing to meet his potential. When Yuuri goes down, he tends to crash and burn.
(also honda’s words imply yuuri usually performs very well)
Victor likes making people happy and better versions of themselves. Now he’s faced with the competitor who fell to last place, staring at him a few feet away. A competitor who is known for his anxiety and tendency to shy away from others. A competitor who just so happens to be a fan. So, what is Victor to do to help Yuuri feel better, or even open up a bit?
Initiate conversation. Try to reel him in to interacting with an open, non-threatening question and a tried-and-true welcoming smile.
Victor didn’t mistake Yuuri for a non-competing fan, he knew who Yuuri was and was just trying his best to make Yuuri feel better. Victor, as we’ve seen throughout the series, resorts to giving comfort through action rather than words first and foremost. Unfortunately for him, this is not what Yuuri needs.
It backfired. But I think Victor had good intentions. They were strangers so it’s not like Victor could just walk up and start a motivating speech. He tried to invite Yuuri to talk to him, someone Yuuri looked up to, and maybe they could talk and Victor could brighten his day?
Victor wasn’t very tactile, and Yuuri didn’t stand his ground and identify himself, so they got nowhere with that.
I’m so glad Kubo said this. This face looks like a combination of surprise and disappointment, perhaps not only in Yuuri rejecting him but also in himself for not being able to help.
and this face
looks more concerned and surprised that Yuuri showed rather than like “oh shit, he’s a competitor.”
Poor Yuuri. Poor Victor. They really need to communicate better.
Summary: At the launch of your new series Riverdale, you and Cole’s relationship has finally become public after KJ leaked a photo of you two out of character onto Twitter. In addition to dating him, your character is Jughead’s love interest, and so you have an interview with James Cordon.
Word Count: 1141
welcome, one of the newest stars of the CW’s hit Riverdale, (Y/N) (Y/L/N)!”
During my journey of understanding and accepting my autism, I’ve focused a lot on “can’t”.
I “can’t” go to parties. I “can’t” go to uni. I “can’t” travel or keep my flat clean.
A lot of people have, for a lot of different reasons, been upset with this, and I get it.
If they love me, it’s sad to think I’m resigning myself to a limited kind of life.
If they don’t love me, they think I’m whining and not pushing myself enough. That I’m weak. Spoiled.
And I get all that… especially when it comes from people that know me.
That’s because there’s a soft “can’t” and a hard “can’t”.
I could, technically, go a day without food or I could lift something as heavy as me.
People understand that when I say I “can’t” do that, it’s a soft “can’t”. Like, I could push myself beyond what’s healthy, and it’d suck ass, and you’re a jerk if you expect me to do this. Technically I can, but you’d understand my “can’t”.
A hard “can’t” is then an actual “can’t”. I can’t survive without food. I can’t lift a car.
So far so obvious, I guess.
But the thing is the world never accepts a soft “can’t” from disabled people.
My wife “soft can’t” do the shopping for my whole family for the weekend we’re staying with them. So my mum asks her anyway, because my wife is a sweet and giving person and I’m the only one who sees her shaking when she comes back.
I “soft can’t” hold down a nine to five job, but because me crying in the break room, shutting down during my hours off and because my wearing headphones during my lunch break instead of talking to my coworkers is just snobbery, people think I’m being lazy or spoilt when I say I “can’t” do it. Even though I’ve been fired for that kinda shit before.
If you know me you’ve seen me push through my soft “can’t"s all my life, and I was forced to so often that even I didn’t realize I “couldn’t”, because other people knew better and I was just spoiled and either people broke down just like me when I couldn’t see them, or I was just a weird, entitled, difficult child like everyone said.
But I’m realizing a soft “can’t” is still a fucking “can’t”. Because abled people aren’t denied that kind of “can’t”. We understand that if an abled person avoids physical or mental pain or exhaustion, that’s just them being sensible. People have a rough idea of what they “can’t” do, and they expect that at least part of the pain and difficulty in disabled people’s lives is just pushing through their limitations to reach the same “can” and “can’t"s as they experience and respect.
Of course the trope of the good disabled person pushing through to impress even abled people with their accomplishments has been discussed before.
But my thing right now is just about claiming or reclaiming “can’t”. I don’t have to, or shouldn’t be expected to, suffer through my soft “can’t"s any more than an abled person.
So fuck you, world! I can’t be outside in summer. I can’t handle your manipulations. I can’t perform. I can’t live on my own. I can’t have a perfect life. I’m not a spoiled brat, dad. My pain counts just as much.
And my can'ts count. I’m already pushing myself through difficulties you’ll never understand, just to stay alive. Respect my limits. I will, whether it pisses you off or not.
Summary: You finally find out how your big cousin earns her money - she’s the flag girl for the illegal street races in your neighborhood, and now she’s dragging you along. And that’s where you meet the Hawaii-shirt wearing, orange-headed Oh Sehun, ace street racer and smartass. Scenario: street racer!au Word Count: 6,337
“A Secret That’s Worth It”
Carl x Reader, Negan x Reader
Word Count: 9,670
Negan x Daughter Reader, Carl x Reader
Summary: You’re Negan’s teenage daughter and from the minute you saw Carl, he sparked your interest, leading to a relationship between you two.
Warnings: Language, fluff, angst, mentions of death, kinda smutty
A/N: Does not follow the show exactly, I had to change up some things for the sake of the story, but I tried to make it as close as possible.
He was the first person you noticed when you stepped out of that RV.
He was wearing a flannel and a cowboy hat, and even with one of his eyes covered up and it being dark out, you could see how bright blue they were. You didn’t know his name, but you certainly were attracted to him.
Your father, Negan, had told you to stay inside the RV while he went out there and talked to them. He had told you that he was going to kill one of them and that he didn’t want you to see that, so you needed to stay away.
“Y/N, I do not want to see you out there. Your ass better stay in here, alright?” Negan had warned you. You didn’t listen. You had heard him talking to their group, and you got curious. All you wanted to do was see what they looked like, nothing more. You opened the door slightly and peeked your head out, making the attractive boy turn his head and look at you. They all did, but he was the only one you noticed.
“Dear daughter, did I not tell you to stay inside?” Negan bellowed. You knew he was trying to scare the group- that was his way of being a big, bad leader. He intimidates everyone. And by the look of everyone’s face, they were definitely afraid.
okay i know Hardeen was a Terrible arc for everyone involved, but what if Obi Wan had told Anakin about faking his death? Anakin’s like no worries dude I Got This, except he really. does not,,
the only reason his “acting” is remotely believable is because almost no one has seen him like this before, so it must be due to all the grief and loss and heartbreak and anger and whatnot
he starts by sobbing over Obi Wan’s supposedly dead body for a solid two hours when Obi gets shot down. “LOOK at him, so cold and Lifeless. D: HE IS SUPPOSED TO BE WARM AND FULL OF LIFE, SNIPS. I know last week I checked his pulse because he was meditating so calmly I thought he passed away in his sleep, BUT HE’S USUALLY SO WARM AND FULL OF LIFE.”
It goes on until Anakin has finished everything on his painstakingly written Outline from last night. At least half of Coruscant hears part of this speech. Mace sends Obi the security footage later, at a time he knows Anakin will be there to sit through it with Obi, because if we had to suffer then you do too, Obi Wan.
then at the funeral, Anakin pulls out a twenty foot scroll of real actual paper, because he would appreciate this, I think, and clears his throat loudly and messily before telling the council that he has prepared a few words for the greatest jedi this order, nay, this GALAXY has ever seen, and will ever see, no matter how long any of us live—
five hours later,, he’s still going strong. half the eulogy is Terrible and V Cringeworthy, but the other half is actually v heartfelt and moving. even Mace and Yoda have to blink away some tears.
it becomes easier after Anakin starts going into Unnecessary Details about obi wan’s life, like how he’ll miss holding onto those heavy 327 thread count woolen robes when he’s saving obi’s ass (curvature 48.5 degrees) for the 23094th time, and how he’ll never see a more sincere expression of Compassion than he saw when reading line 83 of Obi Wan’s eighth letter to Duchess Satine last month, quoted now as follows—
Ahsoka enlists Plo Koon’s help and they finally shuffle him over to the side, promising him they can finish his fake eulogy at the council dinner tonight. Obi Wan’s death may be fake, but MY WORDS ARE REAL, SNIPS, HOW DARE YOU. says Anakin, before he (a little gleefully) starts destroying the walls to show how Emotionally Compromised he is over this 100% real death.
he takes the 212th drinking, after having told all of them, too. so now there are 293637 men crying about Obi Wan (relatable af, y/y), all of which have the acting talent of a wilted blade of grass. there are 283747 toasts, and every single person there cries for each and every one of them, despite everyone knowing obi is still alive
i’m not saying you should idolize larry murphy, i’m not saying you should love him. but i think before you go bash on him, you need to understand him.
the charcters in dear evan hansen are incredibily three dimensional, we all know that and we all acknowledge that. do they fuck up? yes, of course. everyone makes mistakes, and DEH focuses on the why. why does it happen? why do they do it? what makes them do the things they do?
we already know evan’s story well, we’ve seen many glimpses of jared’s, connor’s, heidi’s, cynthia’s. they’ve all made some mistakes. excpet everyone is so keen on blaming one person for this. that person is larry murphy. it might be because he has such a minor role in the musical (compared to characters like evan or heidi) or he just doesn’t do anything. he doesn’t do much, he doesn’t say much about connor and apprently people are angry with that. everyone’s so keen on bashing larry murphy, and i mean bashing. i’ve seen some pretty horrific attempts on humour circling around larry and the hate on him. ‘he should’ve taken care o his son like he did with his glove’. you hate on him because he ‘wasn’t there’ for connor.
but isn’t that exaclty what connor did? isolate himself? cause grief to his family, push himself away from cynthia, abuse zoe and ignore larry? you all see to forgive connor to easily, that you aren’t aware of what larry is trying to do? he’s quiet, he seemingly ‘doesn’t’ care’ about his son, but maybe because… he doesn’t know how? just like connor didn’t know how to talk to zoe, or make friends at school? how brash connor and evan’s first interaction was? larry murphy doesn’t know HOW to deal with anything. but he’s trying, and y’all just ignore that.
in ‘to break in a glove’, larry says:
‘or you’re just trying to do what’s best for a kid who’s lost control,’
he’s not trying to say that he did everything he could for connor and it’s CONNOR’S fault that their family is broken, he’s not trying to justify his lack of communication and say ‘it was the right thing for connor but connor didn’t listen’
he’s trying to say that he’s tried HIS best to help connor but his best wasn’t enough, and he KNOWS that it wasn’t enough. and he’s quiet, maybe not as close to connor and maybe that’s viewed as neglection. maybe he wants to talk to connor but he can’t. maybe he just doesn’t know what to say and is scared of screwing the entire thing up even further. or maybe, just like connor, he doesn’t know HOW to talk to someone. maybe, he’s just like connor.
i’m not trying to justify his actions. i’m not trying to say that what he did wasn’t wrong.
i’m just trying to get you to understand that there isn’t ‘one villain’ in this story. there’s more than one. villains are actions, villains are words, but in DEH, villains are not people.
•Believes his character Morris Delancey is actually a good guy deep down, even after saying things like “My skull busting arm could use a break" and beating up a crippled boy. (Aka Mike Faist has an unbelievable amount of faith in people)
•Informed everyone of the cookie cake before getting some himself.
•Have you seen the picture of him and Ben Platt cuddling?
•His friendship with Laura Dreyfuss. Too cute.
•Actually named his Newsie Mike.
•His hair is on point no matter what length
•He used to beat up on the rest of the Newsies cast, but they loved him anyway
•He wears a tiny tie!
•"You know how I feel!“
•He reads Albert Camus before the show
•Always plays the villain, but is the sweetest?!?!?
• His energy when performing King of New York. You can tell he loves it.
•Him and Thanye during King of New York. Yes.
•His friendship with Tommy Bracco. Too pure
•The boy can’t use Twitter for shit, and I live for it.
Once said his favorite fan moment was when someone asked him to marry them.
He is a tired little cinnamon roll with puffy eyes that need sleep
He wears New Balance shoes (But he also owns converse tap shoes)
Please add more! I love hearing about Mike’s adorkablness.
(If it’s in italics, it’s something my sister said)
Truth is, I just want you to need me, to want me. And I know that everyone says you have to be independent, and you have to be fine on your own before you can let yourself rely on someone. But it’s late and my chest feels heavy and your eyes are the most beautiful shade of green I think I’ve ever seen and even if it was only for tonight, only for right now, I think being in your arms would make it all hurt a little less.
people need people // An Excerpt From A Book I’ll Never Write #22
I don't want to talk Lance, just leave me alone ok?
Hey, nobody's seen you since breakfast, who said anything about talking? I came to make sure you hadn't died or something.
But we could always talk since I'm here now anyway. //Sits on the bed//
C'mon man, everyone's worried about you. You barely show your face around the castle, and whenever you do you avoid everyone like you're on some kind of stealth mission.
//Scoffs// Nobody is worried about me, and I'm not avoiding everyone... I just...
//Frowns// Keith, we're a team, if you're upset, we all feel it. The whole team's out of whack. Just talk to me - despite what Pidge might have told you, I am great with feelings and junk.
I don't - It's just - Ugh, it's just easier not to see everyone judging me, and hating me if I'm not around them, ok?! I don't care what you say, I've seen the way they look at me - and I look normal now, but what if it gets worse? What if I do start going purple? Or I sprout fur or something stupid like that. How would they look at me then? I'd be just another Galra....... Lance, I don't think I should be on the team anymore.
Wait what? Are you kidding! You think you should be off the team? The team that the Red Lion chose you for? That's crazy! Keith, you've saved everyone's butts loads of times, what would we do without you? How would we form Voltron? And you know, keep the universe safe?
You'd find someone else-
There is no one else Keith! *You're* the Red Paladin. So what if you're Galra? ... Well, sure, there's the whole being a member of the race that's 'trying to take over the universe, destroy entire civilisations and trying to kill us all the time' thing but-
Great, that makes me feel much better.
Well when I say it like that it sounds bad, but that's not all you are. You're Keith first, before any of all that. It's just been a bit of a shock - it's raw you know? Everyone will come to terms with it, trust me... Like I don't know if you've noticed, but Hunk's pretty much got an alien girlfriend
Sure, nobody's judging. And we've all seen Shiro's badass glowing arm thing - also Galra I might add. Does it make us think any less of him? No way! And I'm also convinced Pidge is part computer, I just don't have any proof yet.
Allura's probably gonna take a little longer than the rest of us, but she's still hurting, and hey, she's like over 10,000 years old, she just needs to get with the times. Like, Galra Keith? Whatever, am I right?
...... //Chuckles// Thanks Lance.
So don't worry, just come back to the team, we miss you. We've all got our little hang ups and stuff, so it's ok
hey bae<3 could you write a fic with peter where he’s having such a bad day, he’s super grumpy and the reader tries to help him but he gets super mad and says cruel things? i’m a sucker for drama, sorry!! love your blog btw
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader
Description: You’d noticed that Peter had been acting down all day, he was your best friend and you were concerned for him. You decided to try and help him, only to get belittled by your so called “best friend.”
Warnings: Swearing, could possibly be triggering to some people, verbally abusive, plot twist ending yeet
Word Count: 3,472
A/N: So this was so much fun to write oh myyyyyy, the ending is my favorite hahha, I am willing to write a part two if people really want it. But yeah, enjoy :)))
Lately, you’d noticed your best friend Peter had become a bit distant, you’d see how tired he’d look when he came to school, how on edge he was all the time, even a few marks on his face from time to time.
You were concerned for your friend, but at the same time you were confused as to why he was shutting you out.
You’d noticed Ned had started becoming distant too, becoming closer with Peter and excluding you more.
Michelle had noticed this happening too, she too didn’t understand what was going on, but at the same time she didn’t really care, it didn’t involve her.
You walked over to your table at lunch, carrying the brown bag in your hand, as Michelle sat a few seats away like usual, her face in a book, however, you noticed Peter and Ned having an intense conversation, but the second they saw you, they stopped.
“Hey guys.” You smiled, but they didn’t return the smile, nor the friendly gesture.
You felt your heart break, what had you done that made them suddenly hate you so much?
“Is every thing okay?” You questioned hesitantly, looking between the two of them.
Ned and Peter glanced at you for a split second before looking at each other, letting out a sigh.
“Yeah, every thing is fine Y/N, just a rough day, that’s all.” Ned answered vaguely, as you nodded, clearly not convinced.
You couldn’t help but observe Peter, he looked tired, worn out, overall just miserable.
“Peter are you sure you’re alright?” You asked again, you didn’t believe that they were just fine you knew there was more than what they were letting on.
“Y/N, just let him be.” Ned pressed on, making you roll your eyes, a flash of anger going through them, making Ned shut up quickly.
“I don’t give a damn, I want to know what the hell is going on? Is that so bad?” You spoke angrily, watching as Ned shrunk in his seat as Peter just glared at the table, his anger finally peaking.
“You know what Y/N? You need to mind your own damn business, maybe if you did that more often you’d actually have friends! Maybe then we’d actually like to hangout with you more if you weren’t constantly trying to pry into our lives and figure us out all the time! It’s like you have no consideration for anyone but yourself!” Peter shouted, surprising not only himself, but Ned, Michelle and especially you.
Peter had never yelled at you before, especially not in front of everyone.
You sat there, wide eyed, unable to speak, your heart broken into a million pieces.
He did hate you.
You nodded slowly, tears brimming your eyes as you started packing up your lunch, no longer hungry and definitely no longer wanting to be around him.
“Sorry to have been such a burden to you.” You spat out, tears streaming down your cheeks as you stormed out of the cafeteria, throwing your lunch away as you left.
Peter sat there watching you leave, his heart breaking as you did, he knew he messed up, really bad.
“Dude what the actual hell was that!” Ned shouted, hitting Peter on the arm, making him wince.
“I don’t know! Ugh, I really don’t know.” Peter muttered, frustration clear in his voice.
Michelle on the other hand was watching every thing, although she never interfered with any of her table members, she felt this was a good time to break that.
“What you did was really fucked up Parker, she really cared for you, I hope you remember that.” Michelle commented, before grabbing her book and her apple, and exiting the table, leaving both of them in shock.
“Dude you’re so fucked.” Ned groaned, as Peter hit his head on the table, groaning out in frustration.
“I know, I don’t even know why I said what I did! It just came out without warning.” Peter sighed, rubbing his face with his hands.
“Honestly Peter, I don’t know if you can fix this one, I don’t think Spider-Man himself can fix this.” Ned whispered the last part, making Peter sigh sadly, he knew Ned was right, you were never going to forgive him.
He didn’t know what had gotten into him the past few weeks, his job as Spider-Man had become a bit more stressful, therefore adding extra stress into his regular life, and then on top of that there was school, where he was pressured into doing well all the time, and he just couldn’t balance it out recently.
He’d been loosing hours of sleep fighting off criminals as Spider-Man, therefore making him more tired in class, unable to focus on the lessons.
Sometimes he’d come to school with a new cut or bruise from his mission the previous night, causing Ned to panic when he’d see him at his locker.
And then there was you, the sweetest person he knew, his best friend, the one person who wouldn’t even hurt a fly, the one person who genuinely cared about him, and now he pushed you away by going too far.
He thought pushing you away at first was the best to protect you from what he actually did, but as time went on it just got worse, he knew how bad he was hurting you, and it hurt him too, but he kept telling himself it was for the best.
But then Ned started to avoid you too, which made Peter angry, he wasn’t supposed to ditch you too, but Ned was also his best friend too, which made it even more difficult.
Peter and Ned had avoided you the best they could for two weeks, slowly getting out of your life, to keep you safe of course.
But you, you found it the total opposite.
And now your assumptions were proven correct, and you couldn’t feel any worse than you already did.
This time it was your turn to avoid both Peter and Ned, you did for weeks, refusing to talk to them, look at them, sit with them, basically anything that involved them, you find a way out of it.
If you were such a burden to their lives why be in it at all? Wasn’t that what they wanted anyways?
Peter did say you always tried to pry into their lives and figure everything out, and that you had no consideration for anyone but yourself, so you decided maybe he was right.
That’s why you decided to change, you weren’t going to be that person anymore.
Weeks turned to months, and you were still ignoring them, they did their best to try and talk to you, but it was no use.
You on the other hand became best friends with Michelle and Liz, who also helped give you a complete makeover.
You decided to become a better version of yourself, you dressed nicer, did your hair and even put on makeup, something you never once used to do.
This surprised everyone the day you walked into school with Liz and Michelle, nobody had ever seen you like this before, and you weren’t going to lie, you loved how much attention you were getting.
You noticed Peter and Ned, watching you with wide eyes, which made you smirk slightly, you got what you had wanted.
Peter and Ned on the other hand, got the exact opposite, they changed you, for the worst.
“Dude what the hell!” Ned whisper shouted, looking at his best friend with wide eyes.
“I don’t know Ned, I guess I really hurt her, and now she’s getting us back by becoming something she isn’t.” Peter sighed, leaning his head in his locker, groaning as Ned just stood there still stunned.
“She did look good though, you have to admit that.” Ned nudged Peter who’s head shot up quickly, hitting his head on the locker shelf.
“Ow,” He muttered, rubbing his head before slamming his locker shut, “And alright yeah, she does look good, I hadn’t seen her like that before.” Peter shrugged, adjusting his backpack straps.
The bell rang, and everyone started going to their classes, sadly for you, your first class was with Peter and Ned.
“Alright, good morning everyone!” Your teacher Mr. Scott smiled, as you all gave blank stares.
“I see everyone is tired, but this is chemistry and it’s going to blow your mind and wake you all up! So, to do that, I’m assigning you all in groups to work on a project.” Mr. Scott picked up his paper, scrolling down the list, while reading off names.
“Y/N, Peter, and Ned, you’re all one group.” Mr. Scott announced, making your eyes widen as you glanced over at the two of them, who were equally as stunned.
He then dismissed everyone to get to work, you slowly walked over to their table, throwing your stuff on the desk.
Peter and Ned watched you anxiously, unsure of what to say, or even what to do.
“So, uhm, what do you think we should make?” Ned broke the awkward silence, you gave a shrug in response, not looking at them as Peter kept his stare on you, his heart beating faster.
“Y/N, do you have any ideas?” Peter pressed on, making you roll your eyes before looking up at him, his eyes widening, this was the first time in months you both made eye contact.
“I think you should go to hell.” You smiled, grabbing your pencil before writing down chemical formulas.
Peter’s mouth dropped open, that was the last thing he’d expected to hear you say, he felt his heart break more, but there was also a bit where anger was slipping in.
“You know after months, I thought you would of cooled off already.” Peter muttered, making your head snap up, your eyes narrowing at the brunette boy in front of you.
“I’m sorry, let me see, last I checked my ex best friend was super nice, but then he suddenly abandoned me, and then his other friend, who was also my friend, abandoned me, and then I was told I wasn’t a considerate person, because all I care about is myself, which is ridiculous because I distinctively remember trying to care about you and see what was wrong.” You shook your head, laughing at how in denial he was. “God you’re such an asshole.” You spat, your blood boiling as you grabbed your backpack, storming out of the classroom, despite your teacher yelling at you.
“Dude what is wrong with you? Are you trying to make her hate you even more than she already does?” Ned scolded, shaking his head at his friend as he sat there stunned.
What was wrong with him? Why couldn’t he just apologize for what he had done, now he just made it worse.
But that seemed to be the only thing he was good at doing lately.
Days passed since the incident in the classroom, you had told Liz and Michelle what had happened, they both were surprised Peter had the nerve to say that to you, but they were proud when you finally found the courage to stand up for yourself.
A few more days passed, you were at Liz’s house, having a movie night with her and Michelle, you started doing this so you would get over the other two who shall not be named.
“So Y/N, are you going to homecoming with anyone?” Liz questioned, popping a piece of popcorn in her mouth, Michelle also curious.
“I don’t know, I don’t really know that many people.” You admitted, shrugging your shoulders.
“Oh come on Y/N, basically the entire football team wants to take you!” Liz laughed, throwing popcorn at you as Michelle grinned.
“Oh hush.” You laughed, eating a piece of the popcorn that was thrown at you.
You felt your phone buzz in your pocket, you let out a groan, causing Liz and Michelle to look over at you.
“It’s my mom, I gotta go.” You sighed, giving a sad smile to your friends who begged you to stay, but eventually let you leave.
You started walking home, it was late, the sky was dark, sometimes you were nervous walking alone, but for some reason this time you weren’t.
That is until you felt some sticky substance connect to your shirt, and before you knew it you were flying across Queens.
“What the hell! Put me down!” You screeched, and thankfully the “kidnapper” put you down on a building rooftop.
“Oh great it’s you, Spider dude.” You muttered, trying to remove the web attached to you.
“That’ll dissolve in two hours.” Spider-Man spoke, making you roll your eyes.
“That’s just great!” You sighed, running your fingers through your hair annoyed.
“Any reason you decided to kidnap me?” You looked at the masked hero, who shifted awkwardly.
“Actually yes.” He sighed, slowly pulling the mask off his head, revealing the last person you ever expected.
“Peter?” You whispered, your eyes wide as Peter watched you nervously.
“I-I wanted to tell you Y/N, but my job, it’s just so dangerous, and I couldn’t afford to have anything to happen to you.” Peter rushed out, his hands shaking anxiously.
“Y-You lied to me! You made me feel like the shittiest person ever Peter!” You yelled, making him cringe at your words.
“You made me feel like you hated me.” You whispered the last part out, tears sliding down your cheeks.
“I thought that maybe if I made you hate me, it’d keep you safer.” Peter tried to explain, reaching out to you, but you backed away.
“You don’t get to touch me, you lied to me, you broke me.” You choked out, your body visibly shaking.
“I’m so so sorry Y/N.” Peter apologized, but you just laughed, making his blood turn cold.
“Did Ned know?” You questioned, watching him avoid your gaze, you nodded slowly, running your tongue over your lip, “Wow, so you trusted him, but not me.” You sniffed, anger taking over your emotions.
“I didn’t intend to tell him! He found out by accident!” Peter defended, making your shrug.
“Does it matter? He still knew Peter! Makes sense why he decided to leave me too.” You laughed bitterly, shaking your head at all the information you were receiving.
“Please Y/N, I’m sorry, please forgive me.” Peter pleaded, but you just shook your head.
“No Peter, I’m not going to forgive you, you put me through hell for months, and now you think it’s okay to just apologize and assume every thing will be back to normal.” You looked at him, tears stained on your cheeks as Peter looked at you desperately.
“It’s your turn to feel what I felt.” You looked around, noticing there was no way off the building.
“Get me down from here please.” You sighed, as Peter nodded sadly, wrapping his arm around you for what was probably the last time, as he swung you home.
He set you down on your fire escape, but before you could turn and go inside, he pulled you in for a tight hug.
You didn’t want to, but you slowly hugged him back, deep down you missed the brunette nerd, but at the moment you despised him with a burning passion.
“I will win you back.” He mumbled into your hair, pressing a kiss to your forehead, before swinging off.
It had been weeks since you had last seen Peter, or as you should say “Spider-Man” which wasn’t a bad thing.
He was off doing who knows what, fighting whoever, while you were planning on who to go with for homecoming.
“So how’s project Y/N coming along?” Ned asked, spinning around in Peter’s chair.
“It’s not, it’s more how is she making me feel, and I feel like shit. She told me she was going to make me feel how she felt, and well, it’s working.” Peter groaned, tugging on his hair frustrated.
They both were silent for a moment before Peter’s head snapped up, something was wrong, his Spidey senses were tingling.
“I gotta go, be back soon!” Peter shouted, before going out his window to where he was being directed.
When he arrived to the scene, he was shocked, there was a group of people being held hostage by some random person in a costume.
“Hey, sorry to interrupt this,” He motioned to the hostages, “But you have to let them go.” He added, as the villain laughed.
“And why should I do that?” They fired back, the voice making his eyes widen a bit.
“Because, it’s me you want.” He shot back, his heart beating quicker, as the villain nodded slowly, releasing the hostages.
“Alright fine, have it your way.” The villain shrugged, catching Spider-Man off guard as they hit him in the stomach and face.
Spider-Man groaned, before getting back up, he knew that voice, but how did he know it?
“Who are you?” He asked, as the masked villain laughed, grinning through the mask.
“Your worst nightmare.” They responded, before hitting him again, making him groan in pain.
Then it all clicked, it was you, you were the new villain he had been fighting for the past few weeks, and he just now realized it.
“Karma is a bitch Peter.” You laughed, before disappearing into the darkness, Peter standing there stunned.
He quickly swung home, scaring Ned as Peter flung his mask off, pacing around the room.
“Dude calm down, what happened?” Ned questioned, watching his best friend pace back and forth.
“You know the new villain I was telling you about?” Peter rushed out quickly as Ned nodded in response.
“I just found out who it is.” Peter breathed out, his face flushed as Ned waited anxiously.
Context: Our party is helping a djin take over a small kingdom of two warmongering families during a wedding. At one point, the families challenge eachother to a duel, loser becomes the winner’s slaves.
Before the actuall duel, there was a warmup fight, three teams of two. The two families and us, the guests.
No one can use weapons or armor.
Our elf ranger managed to throw a man to the ground, but was dragged down himself.
DM: “So you’re on the ground and he attempts to punch you *rolls* but misses, it’s your turn now, what would you like to do?”
Ranger: “Pocket sand!”
Ranger: “I throw pocketsand in his eyes!”
DM: “…the things I put up with. Roll for dexterity, to see how quick you are.”
Ranger: *rolls* “I got 23!”
DM: *also rolls* “*sigh* Okay, so as you are about to throw the sand in his face, he takes a breath and gets it in this eyes and throat. You’ve critically blinded him. You’re sure 95% of the audience are booing, but can hear one man screaming ‘Yeah! That’s the best fighting I’ve seen.’”
Ranger: “That lifts my spirit. :)”
Meanwhile, on the other side of the arena.
Our Human Monk, a Drunken Master, has been fighting two enemies at the same time, and had been knocked to the ground.
DM: “You’re lying on the ground and one of the fighters pulls out a hidden dagger and… *rolls* falls to the ground. Everyone goes silent before cheering. You hear some saying “That guy must be quick, I didn’t even see him move!”
Namjin: The pillars of bangtan. Parents. Can they be more obvious? Even my dog ships them. Hard.
Jikook: Popular as fuck. hate-love relationship. no words needed. please stop touching each other’s diddly dong in public omg.
Yoonmin: Tsundere yoongi–angel jimin. Yoongi gulping whenever jimin do something. Them being different only when with each other; in a good way iykwim.
95z/Vmin: Same age, thus comfortable. Picks on each other a lot. Keep each other’s secrets. By secrets i mean nudes.
Vkook: Beautiful. Ships themselves. Everyone’s relationship goals. The amount of eye-fuck is–someone get them a room.
Minjoon: Compliments. Namjoon is so soft for jimin. Is the most similar personality-wise. Understands each other deeply. Height difference tho.
Namkook: jk’s idol crush: gd, iu, justin bieber sunbaenim, rap monster. Leader x youngest, respects each other. Tall and Taller.
Kookwhirt: Looks exceptionally good with each other. Cannot be separated. “jk pls avoid bringing white shirt” “o_O”
Horehead: hoseok x forehead. Everyone ships them. Except themselves apparently. Been too long since last time seen in public. Need to comeback asap.
Jinstick:Not lipstick. jin x his chopstick. “there are 7 million chopsticks in the world but i choose u” Aiming to taste millions of cuisine together. Nobody knows about them before they make it public on a tvshow.