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Royal Pain Part 4

Hello! I am loving the response for this story. Thank you so much. In this one we get pouty Steve and chaotic Eddie.

Enjoy!

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To say Steve was vibrating out of his skin would be an understatement. Eddie had really killed it on stage. He was a little unsure about the music itself, but watching Eddie play said music got him on his feet and bouncing to the beat.

The rest of the band was great, too. But Eddie was electric. Like he was born to be in front of an audience. There was a passion to their sound that made all the music on the radio sound rote and boring.

Steve and Robin followed Miranda to the backstage.

The security guy eyed Steve and Robin warily. “Who you got there, Mandy?”

Miranda looked over her shoulder. “They’re with me. They’re friends of Eddie’s.”

The security guards eyes narrowed. “And if I call Eddie, he’ll tell me the same thing?”

Miranda rolled her eyes. “Always so fucking suspicious, Callahan. What you think they’re holding me against my will to get to Eddie?”

Callahan opened his mouth, probably to agree when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned around to see Eddie standing there.

“Let them through, Cal,” Eddie growled.

“Right away, man.” He moved aside and let them in.

As they walked Eddie explained, “Sorry about that, for some reason this asshole thinks he’s security for Metallica or some shit.”

They got the “green room” that already had Gethin already with the rest of the band, chilling.

“You were right, Gare,” Eddie said as he strutted into the room. “Cal had them held up in security.”

Gareth rolled his eyes. “I thought so. I’ve talked to management about getting someone else to do door duty, but they think he’s the best.” He waved his hands sarcastically.

Steve snorted. “I was at a store like that once,” he said moving further into the room. “Was so sure being extra super cautious was better anything else, because anything else was just being lazy.”

“Yes!” Brian said. “He gets it!”

Steve smiled.

Robin grinned at him, “Was this Scoops or Family Video?”

Every head in the room turned to Steve and Robin.

“Wait, wait, wait,” Eddie said. “Do you mean to tell me that you two lovely individuals worked at Scoops? In those ridiculous little sailor outfits?”

Robin and Steve looked at each other and shrugged.

“Yeah,” Robin said. “Steve hated the hat.”

“My hair was too thick for it sit properly on my head,” Steve grumbled, “so the damn thing kept falling off!”

Robin smirked and eyed him sidelong. “And you’re sure it had nothing to do to the fact that you thought it hid your best feature and you couldn’t get any bitches?”

The whole room laughed as Steve blushed. “Snitch.”

Robin laughed. “Love you, babe.”

Steve stuck out his tongue at her before turning to the room. “You guys all coming out to drinks with us?”

Eddie saluted. “All cleared for drinking. Except are dearly beloved designated drivers, Gareth and Miranda.”

Steve grinned. “Great! Robin and I took an Uber here, so we don’t worry about who’s driving home tonight.”

Everyone nodded.

“You two are going with Jeff and Miranda,” Gareth explained. “And Gethin is coming with the rest of us.”

Steve felt a pool of disappointment settle in his stomach. But he could see the logic in the match up.

“Sounds great!” Robin said cheerfully, bumping Steve’s shoulder with her own.

Eddie winked at Steve. “Don’t worry, big boy, we’ll have plenty of time to socialize once we get to the club.”

Steve had suggested a nearby club for their after party because the last thing he wanted to do was try to get to know Eddie better surrounded by people that judge the ever-loving fuck out of him. Because yeah, Steve loved giving stereotypes the middle finger, but he wasn’t immune to the snide remarks and sneering looks he got from people on the regular.

So he was really relieved when Eddie agreed to the change in location. He just assumed he would be going with Eddie to club and was a little cross when he found out they weren’t. He tried not to let it bother him as they all walked out to the parking lot.

Robin bumped his shoulder again, clocking his mood immediately. He smiled at her, but he knew it was weak. God, he was such a loser. He was quiet in the car as they drove to the club. Standing in line, his mood started to improve as Eddie turned his full attention on Steve.

“So what did you think of the music, Stevie?” Eddie asked once they lined up.

Steve thought about lying and saying how much he loved it, but he knew that would only get him into trouble later.

“I’m not really familiar with the genre to know for sure,” he said instead. “I would love for you to educate me though, broaden my horizons a bit.”

Which was apparently the right thing to say because everyone was nodded their approval.

Eddie positively beamed at him. “I’d love that! When would you like to meet up for that?”

Steve laughed delightedly. “Sundays are a no go, I have dinner with Dustin and his wife Suzie, but I close up my shop every day at eight. So really any time after that.”

Eddie grinned. “Is Monday at nine okay? What time do you open in the morning?”

“I don’t open until ten,” Steve said brightly, “so nine on Monday sounds fantastic, we can order in and make night of it.”

Eddie bounced on the balls of his feet excitedly. “I’m so there. Text me your address.”

Steve pulled out his phone and did just that. “There you go.”

Eddie pulled out his own phone and smiled at the new message. “There I am.”

Behind him Gareth and Gethin were making gagging noises.

Jeff smacked the back of both of their heads. “Ignore the children. Their mother didn’t raise them right.”

Robin laughed as Steve shook his head.

“It’s like Dustin and Mike all over again,” he said, resigned.

“Who’s Mike and Dustin or Dustin and Mike or whatever?” Brian asked.

Eddie bounced up and down. “Ooh, ooh! You’re going to love this Bri! Dustin and Mike are Nog and Tayr respectively.”

Brian’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. “No way! You know Nog and Tayr?”

Steve scratched his cheek and half shrugged. “If those are their D&D characters then sure, I’ve known them for ages.”

“Stevie here used to babysit them!” Eddie said excitedly.

Steve blushed. “More like made sure they didn’t kill themselves doing some stupid ass shit while their parents worked to make sure they had a roof over their head and food in their bellies. But yeah, good kids.”

They got into the club where the music was loud but not overbearing, the lights were dimly lit but not so dark you couldn’t see and the atmosphere was hopping without being oppressive.

In short, it was Steve’s favorite place to go.

Soon even the Corroded Coffin boys were bobbing their heads to the music as they drank and danced the night away. It was a fun evening that ended too soon if you asked Steve.

But the thought of Eddie coming over on Monday is was kept Steve from pouting all the way to the cars.

“You two are coming with us, pretty boy,” Eddie said with a grin. “Bri and Jeffie and Mandy aaallll live in the same general area so they go home together. Which means Gareth takes you home!”

Gareth who had wisely gotten the address to their apartment before they got drunk off their asses just shook his head fondly. With the help of a mildly tipsy Gethin, the two managed to get the three drunks pilled into the back of the car without much fuss.

Robin wisely sat between the two boys so they wouldn’t do anything they might not recall in the morning as she wasn’t as drunk as they were.

Eddie got dropped off first much to Steve’s chagrin. Robin kept slapping his arm every time he pouted.

Gareth just shook his head every time he caught them in the rear view mirror doing exact that.

Gethin and Robin helped a very ineberiated Steve up the three flight of stairs to their apartment.

Robin thanked Gethin and got Steve into bed. She flopped down next him and murmured. “We are going to regret this in the morning.”

“Not if I don’t wake until noon,” came the mumbled response.

“Smart.”

*

Eddie woke up the next morning with his head pounding a rhythm in his brain that was outside his usual Sunday morning hangover. The place Steve chose for them was outside Corroded Coffin’s usual wheelhouse, but it was fun.

The type of thing that Wayne had suggested he do. He was still planning on going to the park today for some doodling, but last night was good. Really good in fact.

He could tell that Miranda and Robin had become fast friends and he loved that. With Brian and Gareth not having romantic partners, Miranda often felt a little on the outskirts of the band. But if Robin and Steve kept coming to their shows, Miranda would have people to chat with.

He got out of bed and staggered to the bathroom to take a cool shower and shave. Once he felt mildly human again, he made some coffee and had cereal for breakfast.

He cleaned the apartment and did dishes. Once he was satisfied with the state of the place, he pulled on a loose t-shirt that had the sleeves cut off, making sure the tattoo was covered and applied sunscreen, even going as far as to put another bandage over it, to protect it. He just needed to get out and get fresh air, but not at the cost of ruining his brand new tattoo. Then he packed up his drawing pad and art pencils and walked to the nearby park.

It wasn’t really a park. At least not one maintained by the city, but rather a strip of green in an otherwise grey landscape of hell. There were always kids kicking around a soccer ball and teenagers laying on the grass smoking weed.

It was Eddie’s favorite spot to just doodle and people watch. He just let his hand and mind wander as he free-handed a bunch of sketches. He wasn’t sure how long he sat there just enjoying the breeze and the sounds of the city, muted around him.

He felt the growl of his stomach and looked at his watch. He had been sitting there for three hours. Yeah, it was time to eat. He put away his art stuff into his bag and hoisted it up on his shoulders. He felt really lucky today; he didn’t get hit with a soccer ball, he didn’t get harassed by Karens and the cops didn’t come by to scare the teenagers off.

Eddie got the fast food joint and ordered his lunch. He happily munched away while he visited the band’s social media. And if he grinned at the two new followers on their TikTok, Instagram, and Twitter accounts, you didn’t see shit.

He walked back to his apartment and let himself in. He went to go to the bathroom and as he was washing he hands he realized that he had made a grave error.

Eddie had done everything to keep his tattoo safe, but had neglected the rest of him. His cheeks, his shoulders, and the back of his neck were all bright cherry red.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!”

He dialed Steve up immediately. “Steve, I think I fucked up our appointment this week.”

“What happened?” Steve asked, more worried then disappointed.

“I protected my new tattoo when I went out to draw,” Eddie explained, “but forgot about the rest of me.”

“Let me text you where I’m at,” Steve murmured, “so I can check out the damage and see if we need to reschedule your tattoo appointment, okay?”

“Yeah,” Eddie said letting out a shuddering breath. “Thanks, man. Sorry about all this.”

He could hear the smile in Steve’s voice when he said, “Hey don’t worry about it. We’ll figure this out, I promise.”

Eddie agreed and hung up. How could he have been so stupid? He even had the sunscreen out for the tattoo for fuck’s sake. Why didn’t he make sure the rest of him was covered, too?

His phone trilled in his hand and he looked down at the message from Steve.

He supposed there was one silver lining in all this. He got see Steve a day earlier than planned.

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HOW WOULD AMPERS&ONE REACTION WHEN YOU ASK FOR MONEY

Note: It's been a long time since I posted anything, I was on vacation and I couldn't find inspiration either. I hope u like it, It's simple but I promise I'll try harder next time. Love ya all <33

KAMDEN:

I think at first he would joke but then he would leave you the money and give you some more of the money you ask for

"Babe, can you give me 50$?"

he started laughing "nope".

You look at him with puppy eyes "Please.." Then he will kiss your forehead and give you the money because he loves seeing you happy.

"I'm just kidding, here you go 100$, you can buy whatever u want" And then you will be happy and in return, you would buy him his fav food :)

BRIAN

At the moment when I asked him if he could give you money he didn't hesitate for a second and he ran to get his wallet. "why do u run?"

"shhh let me spoil you" he said while giving to you his credit card. "buy whatever u want" (this boy is so sweet <3)

"wha-, I just want 50$..." u said confusing but happy about the fact that he gives you his credit card.

"take it"

"okayy" then u hug him and ask if he wants to go shopping w you he accepts and he's happy bcs he can spend time with his dear and beloved girlfriend

MACKIAH

You were undecided whether to ask him or not, but then you realized that Mackiah, as a good boyfriend, would give you money

"Mackiah~" you said with a smile

"Yes babe?" he asked while checking his phone "Can you.... give me... money?"

He looked and you and smiled "sure my darling," how much money do you need?"

"50$ pleasee" So, he gave you the $50 and a kiss on the cheek

KYRELL

"Um..., Can I ask u something?" you said. He looked at you smiling "Sure princess, what is it?"

You were worried about his reaction, bc you never used to ask him for money, "Can u give me... 50$?... I promise I'll give it back to you"

He chuckled and gave to u 200$ "There u go, u don't need to give it back to me honey" he smiled. You were happy and ended buying him a cute plushie <3

°°°°° I'll do the other half later °°°°°°°

English is not my first language, sorry if there are any mistakes.

This is for entertainment only.

Request by-- @selina-74

[somerandomjewelleryonthefloor]

BOOK 3: what in the fuckery is this? (From this post here, the final book):

Book 3 was a mess. Solrin was absolutely gobsmacked the entire time.

For chapters 1-5 she was just... Absolutely taken aback. She has to see BRIAN again? LIKE EW brother- and she has to deal with Hearst making her seem like a bitch? (Sure she is a bitch but like CMON???). Also she feels real bad having to see Jade & Tucker and all the other more chill people from Hearst have to deal with the Quartet/previous Quartet of mean assholes (Zoe & ??? (Her bf))

On the first day, she has to tour her failed talking stage (Brian), that pompous music guy (forgot his name I'm so sorry), and Zoe. (Who depending on the au was possibly her old crush, ouch). Then she has to deal with Brian being a douchebag asshole and storming off and having to reassure Tucker & Jade. Whew boy.

Then she has to deal with fuckin Kara & Max trying to Out-Campaign her and sway votes at the Mitchell party, but BABE. SHE DOESNT WANT THE CROWN!!!!!!!!!!. And after that, Kara & Zoe are being promzillas and being real rude about prom venues. like-

9-16 is when she can wind down... But then she finds out her dad booked a cruise and now she's away from her LI for 3 months straight...

6-8 is just... What the actual fuck? She can't even process anything because girlie Doesn't wanna be prom queen in all actuality, but Kara and Max and everyone else is framing her for shit and making sure she isn't any 'competition'? Like babe... Have the crown, she'll give it to you even!

She has to steal with borderline harassment notes, Emma trying to set up her mum with Sol's dad (like Emma I love you a lot but no), tryouts being sabotaged and her being framed for that shit, and then... I can't even concentrate dude. Book3 is a fucking MESSSSS.

She goes to prom, has a good time, Bethany and Ezra win the crown, it's all good, and then she finds out she's gonna be away from her LI? Her life? Her love... Oh no.

There truly isn't much to say. Book 3 is all over the place for her and even ME that I can't even make a good book post!

Have some memorable moments for Solrin though- ↓

Solrin totally got in between Kara & Max and tried to get them to chill out during their prom argument. She'd defend Kara though (only slightly) because Kara getting dumped right after Prom? And Max talking about how he'd rather go party with other girls at uni then be a decent loyal bf TO HER FACE? That pissed Solrin way the fuck off. She HAD to defend Kara, or even at best make sure they were standing WAY away from each other.

Solrin also would have made sure to get some nice gifts for Cameron & Bethany, Jade & Tucker, and Kieran! Mostly just jewellery but she also would've gotten them realllll flashy pens and even some other accessories.

Like a good ole baseball gloves for Jade

Some hair clips for Kieran! Since he has nice luscious hair that sometimes gets in his way when he's cheerleading

A small notebook for Tucker to write his best puns in and a mini microphone!

Cute little instrument pins for Cameron, like pins that show a saxophone, a keytar, a clarinet- and also some key polish even. Can't have Cameron's musical instruments not shiny!

She also got Bethany a handmade friendship bracelet of beads! She likes Bethany, she thinks Bethany is swaggy.

[daydreamslikewaves]

All the thoughts I had while watching The Fast and The Furious (2001)

- It’s a bi-panic nightmare (wildest dream)

- Jordana Brewster was Nina Dobrev before Nina Dobrev was Nina Dobrev

- Makes me want to race cars illegally (even though I’m scared of driving irl)

- Unrealistic point 1: Don chatting up other women twice in the film like he hasn’t got the hottest most badass gf in the universe?? Gimme a break (Letty come here let me love u right)

- Re: above - Letty. Am I in love with her? Who knows (yes)

- The soundtrack?? Sturdyyy

- Unrealistic point 2: Are we expected to believe that Paul walker’s ice-blue eyes are in no way recognisable even if he is wearing a ski mask? Because that man’s eyes are the most intense blue I’ve ever seen lol

- Unrealistic point 3: Brian babes it’s so obvious you are a cop

- As a follow-up from the point above, I don’t know why I found it so hilarious that Brian managed to not only convince Vince and Dom he wasn’t a cop, but did so in a way that he basically got to do his job even more efficiently, lol

- Jesse must be protected at all costs and I have a sinking feeling something bad is going to happen to this poor man at some point in the franchise if not in this film (update: FFS hate being right)

- Call me naive but I genuinely thought it was gonna be another group of people who were doing the truck-stealing???

- That scene with Vince on the truck getting shot at and Dom trying to save him was…excellently filmed?? Like raw and believable and STRESSFUL and just a well-crafted depiction of a total disaster

- Underrated comedic moment when Leon drags Letty out from the car and, for a split second, carries her as if she were a smol feral cat

- Letty injured and upset in the back of the car 🥺

- I did not realise how many hills there are in LA, Jesus Christ

- Dom’s dad was def seething in his grave when he totalled his car, you just know it

I genuinely loved this film? Like it’s not the best film I’ve ever seen and it’s definitely not award-winning material, but to me there’s something so nostalgic about it - it’s not too flashy, and offers a glimpse at a type of action film that you don’t really get anymore. I feel like the other films in the Franchise won’t be like this - very much get the vibe that although they’ll be entertaining with the same level of tender ‘family’ message at the core, the one that will stick in my head will be this one.

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The Boundless Sphere of Fate - Lee Taemin - Chapter 4 - Making up

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Story masterlist - please consult it for the summary of the story, trigger warnings etc.

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Chapter 3 | Chapter 5 (coming soon)

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Chapter 4 - Making up

word count: ~1.6k words

That’s how Blair’s nightmare started. 

Taemin is apparently a king at holding grudges once someone gets on his nerves, so he does exactly that. When his spiritual energy is highest, at exactly 3:30 a.m., he causes all sorts of mischief around the house to surprise Blair in the morning. From misplacing random objects, like the sugar cup since Blair loves drinking her coffee with wayyy too much sugar, to hiding her shoes so she’d be late for work, or tying her shoelaces to make her trip, he makes it his day-to-day mission to mess with her. Her reactions are truly the funniest.

Once Blair realises his antics and stops giving him the reaction he’s expecting, he decides that his revenge is not enough. He starts going to her room and wakes her up in the middle of the night, without fail, messing with her sleep schedule as well.

He finds it fun, and laughs at her, and she cusses him out, and somehow two weeks have passed and Blair starts regretting buying this house and getting stuck with a naughty ghost like Taemin.

“You look like you haven’t gotten any sleep in weeks.” Brian tries to joke, but immediately stops laughing once he notices she doesn’t find it funny.

“I haven’t.” She replies blankly.

“Oh, no… insomnia?”

“Yeah, something like that…” She mutters.

“No worries, we’re gonna drown ourselves in alcohol and you’ll sleep like a baby tonight.”

“Is it ‘Friday. In two weeks.’ already?” She asks, and hopes it’s not, because she’s really tired and not in the mood to see her coworker any longer than she must.

Should she just get a hotel or something? Have a good night's sleep?

Go to a priest and attempt to exorcise that little mischievous shit?

“Yes, it’s that Friday. I’m done with work, so I’ll go wait for you in the downstairs café.”

“Okay.” Blair sighs, but a promise is a promise.

~

Five hours and way too many drinks later, Blair stumbles into her house with Brian’s lips latched onto hers. She misses the lock three times with her back pressed against the door and him kissing her passionately, and she almost trips when taking off her shoes and guiding him into her bedroom.

“Fuck, babe.” He mutters when she takes off her top. She doesn’t necessarily like him, but she really needs to get a release. She helps him out of his shirt as well.

Brian moves to her skirt and takes it off, admiring her lacy underwear, then immediately goes on top of her and starts grinding against her pussy. Blair moans in his mouth and helps him out of his pants as well, and when he finally, after what feels like forever after edging her with all the grinding, he moves her underwear to the side to stick his dick in her, she notices Taemin next to the bed grinning at her.

“Having fun?” He asks, grinning from ear to ear.

Right above Brian’s head floats a heavy book. Blair’s eyes go big.

“NO! YOU FUCKER! ENOUGH!” She starts screaming, weeks of pent-up annoyance finally shining through. “WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!”

Brian jumps from on top of her and looks at her worried. His head missed the book by a centimetre, but Taemin makes it disappear back on the shelf quickly, before Brian notices it.

“Blair…? Is everything okay?”

The girl doesn’t even hear him, as she sees Taemin’s unwavering smile that simply pisses her off.

“GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM, YOU CREEP!” She screams again, and Brian starts shaking, immediately starting to collect his discarded clothes. He runs out the door moments later, completely ignoring Blair’s attempts to explain she wasn’t in fact talking to him, but how would she actually explain she was talking to a ghost?!

~

Brian is now long gone as Blair is stressing her brains out thinking of an explanation. She is so embarrassed and has no idea how she’s going to face Brian on Monday. What a bad idea this night was.

“You, sit down.” She enters the living room and commands Taemin, who does so, amused.

“Oh, you’re wearing clothes again.” He says, but Blair ignores his witty remark.

“Okay, this is not working out.” She finally says after a while.

“Mad after you cockblocked that dude?”

“I cockblocked that dude?! You came into my room when we wanted to have sex!”

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Get out of my room, you creep!” Taemin imitates Blair and bursts out laughing. “Poor dude didn’t even get the chance to put it in before you started screaming.”

“It’s not funny!” Blair stands up annoyed and groans.

“Ohh but it is. You should’ve seen his face! He was sooo shocked. He didn’t know you’re batshit crazy.”

“I’m not batshit crazy!”

“You screamed at him at the top of your lungs, though.”

“No. I screamed at you.” Her face contorts with anger. “It’s not my fault I fucking see ghosts, okay?!” She retorts, annoyed. Everyone thought she was crazy, and it’s super frustrating to have the reason for your misfortune, a ghost, remind you of it every chance he gets.

~ 19 years in the past~

“Could you tell me more about this man you’ve been seeing?” A polished woman with an immaculate white coat asked, peeking at Blair under her square glasses. She was a blonde, very tall woman, who looked very intimidating to the little girl.

“… no.” Blair shook her head.

“Are you seeing him now?”

“NO!” The 5-year-old girl shouted. It was the 10th time this past year doctors asked her this. She hated going to the hospital. “The man is only in daycare! He is an electrician!”

“Is he now?” The woman smiled. “What is he wearing?”

“I told you! A blue uniform!”

“I see.” The woman nodded. “So, when did you start seeing him, sweetie?”

“3 months ago. Right after winter.”

“Can you also hear his voice?” The psychiatrist inquired further.

“I talk to him all the time, but the kids there say they can’t see him! I don’t know how. He’s so big! Like this!” The girl got up from the chair and jumped in the air with her arms held high above her head, trying to show the doctor how tall the man was.

Her mother shook her head behind the girl.

“Since when has she been seeing things?” The doctor asked the mom.

“Since always… she keeps telling me about this man, or about the old woman at the pastry shop, she would also randomly point out on the street and mumble disturbing things about people that aren’t there… I’m at my wits end, I don’t understand what’s wrong with this child.”

“Hm.” The doctor nodded. “This sounds like a case of childhood-onset schizophrenia. This is extremely rare, though. I’ve never seen such a young child have it…”

“What can we do about it? Can we give her some pills?!”

“I’m not sure medication is the best course of action at her age. We should observe her more carefully. Go to reception and get her hospitalised for now.”

~

Blair was taken to a room with only a bed and a small wardrobe. Everything was white, and blinding. She hated it.

She wanted to go home.

“Okay, you’re going to stay here until they figure out what’s wrong with you. Got that?” Her mom spoke coldly, already with her foot out the door.

“Mommy, can I please have my pink plushie? I promise I won’t get him dirty.”

“If I remember to bring it tomorrow.” Her mother shrugged. “Anything else?”

“Can you stay with me?” The little girl asked, hopeful.

“Of course not. Where would I sleep?” Her mom rolled her eyes. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Okay mommy. I love you.”

Without saying anything back, her mother left the room.

She didn’t come back for a whole agonising week, where Blair got asked countless questions.

The doctors didn’t know what was wrong, why she saw people, but since she wasn’t able to see anyone or hear any voices while being hospitalised, they let her go back home.

~

~present day~

“Okay, okay, I’m sorry.” Taemin raises his hands in the air in fake-defence and chuckles. “Don’t be so angry. I’m just messing with you.”

“You’ve been messing with me for two weeks, Taemin.”

“Damn, has it already been two weeks? I haven’t noticed.”

“Don’t play innocent.”

“I’m not. Just, genuinely, time passes by a bit differently when you’re a ghost, you know?”

Blair looks at him dead in the eyes, then sighs.

“I can’t keep being your source of entertainment just because I upset you two weeks ago.”

“You didn’t upset me.”

“Liar.”

“Fine, I’m lying. I was pretty upset. You did react a bit too extremely to my harmless pranks though.”

“Yea, the lack of sleep is kinda getting to me, Taemin. The least you could’ve done was let me get laid. I’m tired, cranky and horny. It’s a fatal combo.” She complains, then, as she hears herself speak, she kinda starts chuckling as well. It sounds so ridiculous, she can’t help it, and Taemin joins in with her.

“Friends again?” Taemin hands her a hand, and she decides to fake-shake it.

“Friends again.”

“Should we go watch some Netflix?” Taemin suggests.

“Yeah, you go do that, and I’m gonna go use one of those things on my nightstand.”

“EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW.”

“Don’t be dramatic.” She rolls her eyes. “It’s your fault I didn’t have sex.”

“I saved you the embarrassment, that dude was ugly.”

“Shut up.” Blair jokes, then starts laughing. He is kinda right. Brian is not the best looking man, and she wasn’t particularly attracted to him, so she wasn’t really upset.

“Okay, okay, go have fun with your little big toys and I’ll be here when you’re done.”

“Oh wow, a few minutes of silence?!” Blair squirms with happiness. “VIBRATOR, I’M COMING!”

“Gross.” Taemin chuckles and watches Blair shut the door to her room.

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Chapter 3 | Chapter 5 (coming soon)

[bambiesque]

New thread for CBaker!Doctor.

Serial: The Twin Dilemma - Well. That was a thing. Poor Peri has been grabbed, shaken, strangled. Why does she stay? CBaker!Doctor is not impressing me so far.

Serial: Attack of the Cybermen - CBaker!Doctor is a lot more likeable in this one. Peri is flourescent. The Cybermen are actually pretty creepy.

Serial: Vengeance on Varos - This is very grim. I don't like it. Sil is repulsive.

Serial: The Mark of the Rani - Peri is in a lovely outfit today. Oh, the scarecrow is moving. No thank you. Yay, the Master is back! Yay, the Rani! So much bickering - I love it. The three of them are ridiculous.

Serial: The Two Doctors - Jacqueline Pearce <3 How have they managed to make the Sontarans look worse? I'm actually mad about it.

Serial: Timelash - And now Paul Darrrow, yay. I am enjoying CBaker!Doctor and Peri's relationship. They're like an old married couple. I wish people would stop grabbing her though.

Serial: Revelation of the Daleks - "Shut the fool up" made me laugh but possibly for the wrong reasons. This is the most disappointing Dalek story there's ever been. So far. Eleanor Bron is the best thing about it.

Serial: Trial of a Timelord - The Mysterious Planet: What is this music? Lynda Bellingham is excellent. Peri looks like a grownup. Joan Sims!!! I quite like the framing device of the trial.

Serial: Trial of a Timelord - Mindwarp: So much neon. Ugh, Sil's back. Brian Blessed being Brian Blessed. Nooooooo. Peri. That was very strange.

Serial: Trial of a Timelord - Terror of the Vervoids: Honor Blackman! So Mel's just there, huh. Doing lots of exercise. It's so jarring. Parts 1 and 2 both ended with her screaming too - why?

Serial: Trial of a Timelord - The Ultimate Foe: The Master - Thank God! Love that he's like, "You tell them, babe!" And these echoing childrens voices are creepy af. I'm glad Peri is not dead, even if it was half-hearted.

CBaker!Doctor Era Round-up

Favourite Companion: Peri Brown.

Least favourite Companion: None

Favourite Serial: The Mark of the Rani

Least Favourite Serial: The Twin Dilemma

I feel really bad for Colin Baker, because he's not a bad Doctor - i like him more than Hartnell and Troughton. There's a lot of good stuff there and the problems aren't really of his making. You can feel the poor production now - and the fact Michael Grade wanted it gone - and it's disappointing.

Current Doctor standings

Davison

Pertwee

TBaker

CBaker

Troughton

Hartnell

Current Top 10 Companions (no change - Peri goes in at number 11)

Jo Grant

Tegan Jovanka

Barbara Wright

Vislor Turlough

Sarah Jane Smith

Nyssa of Traken

Brigadier Lethbridge Stewart

Leela

Romana II

Zoe

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PAC: What you need to hear ? 👂🏽

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PILE 1 :

Seven of swords, the high priestess, seven of wands, death, judgement, eight of cups, two of pentacles(back of deck).

Okay Pile 1, I’m seeing here there is some deceptive energy that is surrounding you and things seem to be quite hidden. There are secrets here that are being kept from you and things aren’t what they seem. This seems more so about a relationship or a family situation. You may already be quite guarded and defensive towards this situation. I’m seeing an ending here that has either taken place already or will be. This relationship or situation has ran its course and its time to say goodbye. For a lot of you, this could be talking about infidelities or betrayals in your connection. For some of you, you could be dealing with someone who secretly has a family or married. I’m definitely seeing that you don’t have all of the details and you will soon go into a rude awakening which will be your wake up call to leave this person in the past. Right now, there may be a lot of uncertainties and you could be juggling so much and I can see why this situation can be very overwhelming but the truth will be revealed and you will be forced to face it. However, you choose to deal with this situation, truly depends on you BUT Spirit is warning you of this individual so just PROTECT yourself. Someone is dealing with someone who is immature and quite non-committal; they are just living their free life. They could be acting single or this could be someone who you may want to commit with but they have other “commitments” elsewhere. Spirit wants you to come to a point of acceptance and start seeing people for who they truly are instead of trying to always give those who clearly don’t deserve it .. the benefit of doubt. Dealing with this situation is like beating the hell out of a dead horse. There is no life to bring back into this situation as of now. Major changes are happening in your life and it’s time for you to find balance and go with the flow. Do not keep yourself stuck in situations that are constantly hurting you or putting you in a state of confusion. STOP torturing yourself. Follow your intuition because it isn’t wrong and it will help you take your next steps forward. I’m getting another message here about some of you are allowing people to run over you. It’s time to stand your ground and stick up for yourself...no matter who it is; whether it’s your friends, bf/gf, spouse, or family. You have to know when to set healthy boundaries and abide by them. There are no exceptions for anybody because you deserve to be respected, loved, and considered. Walk away from places, situations and people that no longer serve you. It’s time to wake up babes, you have so much better in store for you. So DON’T SETTLE.

Signs: 777, 333, 808, butterflies, lily, grey clouds, bees, pizza, Gary, Tyler, Brian, purple, 32, chia seed, brown

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PILE 2:

King of pentacles, queen of cups, four of cups, six of pentacles, the devil, the world, three of cups(back of deck).

Pile 2’s, I’m seeing the MONEY HONEY💰. You could have been waiting for abundance to come into your life and have gotten quite discouraged. I’m seeing a pessimistic attitude and this feeling of dissatisfaction with the way life has been going for you. This negative outlook could be delaying your abundance and causing you to miss out on the blessings that are already in front of you. Always remember, no matter what is going on in your life... GRATITUDE IS THE BEST ATTITUDE. Once you are in a state of gratitude, it allows the Universe to shower more blessings into your life. I’m seeing that some of you need to work on your relationship with money. There are some BIG SPENDERS in this pile, and there could even be some stingy individuals as well. It’s always good to practice saving and being generous like, giving to others in need and to also have a healthy connection with money. I’m seeing here the need to tap more into your feminine energy when it comes to money because that feminine energy is all about FLOW. You want money to consistently flow to you like water even without you having to work hard for it (masculine energy). I’m seeing that some of you are pretty stable financially but you have friends or family that constantly leeches off of you. You need to set boundaries and make sure that energy is being reciprocated. Make sure they are giving back to you, just as much as you are giving to them. But back to my big spenders...understand that it’s nothing wrong with treating yourself but when it gets to a very impulsive point where it leaves you empty handed every time; then that’s where the problem lies. You have to find a balance in your spending and saving. A lot of you have grown up without a lot of the things you wanted and even needed; so when you get money you basically shift into this mindset of “I want to get myself everything I never could have”. This is your inner child speaking to you BUT understand that it’s good to have this mindset but only to a certain extent. This mindset has its pros and cons and you need to have way more healing around money matters and discipline .. if you ever want to have the security you desire. Understand that you can have anything in the world if you wanted it, but you have to believe it and you have to take the necessary steps to obtain it, and secure it. You can’t take these material things with you when you go, so don’t put so much value on materialistic stuff. I understand you want the luxury, you want the nice things but cherish all the other areas of life as well. I do see some of you will be reaching a goal or completing a cycle and you will soon be able to celebrate. Be careful with overindulgence but enjoy. May more money and blessings continue to shower into your life.

Signs: daffodil, opal, rainforest, island, flower, bbq, 555, 222, 888, Chrissy, yellow, Ana, red, Ben, green, white, puppy, earth signs

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PILE 3:

Wheel of fortune, ten of cups, eight of cups, ace of cups, six of cups, page of swords, six of swords(back of deck).

Soooo many blessings are in store for you, my pile 3’s. I feel so bubbly and excited writing this pile. The spread you guys have received just makes me feel so warm and happy. Things are about to start changing for the better and you truly deserve it. You are about to see how life feels at the end of the rainbow. 🌈 LUCK is definitely on your side and you are about to be moving into calmer waters. Just sit back and relax and let the blessings start rolling in. The Universe wants to gift you and all you have to do is be in receptive mode. Of course these blessings do come with sacrifices though. There are some people, situations and places that you will have to walk away from because they can’t go on this journey with you. It’s time to learn how to leave the past in the past so that you can move forward towards your bright future. These people and things are not vibrating on your high frequency so as you level up, those lower vibrational energies have to get left behind or else you will be right there with them. Don’t allow them to jeopardize your level up because you have went through hell and back to get to this place in life. I’m seeing here that when these blessings come in, a lot of you are some over-thinkers and love to over analyze stuff so much. It’s like when good things happen to you, you may feel like it’s too good to be true. Stop thinking you are incapable of receiving good things in your life. Yes, life hasn’t been the easiest but you had to go through your lessons and your soul went through major growth cycles that it needed. With Saturn in retrograde right now, you are reaping GOOD KARMA during this time period. Some of you may have Saturn retrograde in your natal chart so your life basically may feel like a huge challenge/lesson, so this transit is actually quite rewarding for you. Right now, you may receive great insights, clarity and even good ideas that you can implement into your life that can help it progress further and more abundant. Pay attention to any intuitive messages you are receiving around this time. For some of you , a NEW LOVE or a rekindling of an past love is coming around. Be prepared to be swept off your feet. Things will be different and feel different. Some of you had to walk away from someone in the past because it could’ve been wrong timing or life (external circumstances) was taking a toll on the connection but I’m seeing that now you two may be ready to take things to a deeper level of commitment; for some this may mean marriage and for others this just could be the start of something more long term. Regardless, you guys are moving in the right direction and you can expect joy, love, optimism and good luck to enter your life. Have fun and relax, you honestly deserve it and Spirit thanks you for learning what needs to be learned and walking away from what needed to be walked away from so now you are being rewarded. Tell the Universe thank you and stay focused on your path. Good luck 🍀

Signs: rainbows, peace, party, 888, 111, 444, Jan, Bethany, play, wolf, owl, caterpillar, birthday cake, Austin TX, fly, luxury

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[ragnarachael]

Out For Revenge: The Revengers Headlining Tour — Chapter One

Paring: Guitarist!Loki x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3,350

Summary: Ever since that first gig at the pub, you've been following The Revengers—as well as getting closer with Loki, of course—and they've gotten big. Big enough to where they've landed a small recording deal and secured a headlining tour after their first album takes the rock scene by storm.

When Loki drops in at your job, as he does almost every day now, he invites you to the celebratory party for the big news. That same night, you and Loki further your growing relationship.

Warnings: helen and issac are best wingmen, 10/10. helen and issac roast u for being a shy babe so like. if u can’t handle roasts from friends,, maybe turn away? idk?

Notes: fic twoooooo! now, i am unsure when the next chapter will come out. i have most of the major bits written and am slowly adding to it, but i’ve been stumped and working like crazy and dealing with a lotta shit, in general. so. hopefully all your lovely comments will motivate me to actually work on it more and more!! also, we’ve just hit 2.1k???? holy shit??? thank you so much??????

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Ever since that night at the pub, you’ve been making it to shows as often as you can, hanging out with Loki and the rest of his bandmates. Between going to the shows, working, and sleeping, you make time to glance at The Revengers instagram page after you’ve spent a decent time away from the Pub, work picking up in hours again.

And that’s how you learned that today is a big deal for The Revengers.

Over the course of a few months, after knowing them for what seems like years, they’ve finally booked a headlining tour. Sure, it’s starting small, not really going to many places around the area at first, but it’s still a headlining tour. You haven’t been able to stop buzzing while you’re working your morning shift at work.

They were lucky enough to have Tony Stark—the Tony Stark of Stark Industries, let it be known—prance right into Queen’s Pub and listen to them play before he was giving them a one-off recording deal for the album they’d finished and performed for their time slot that night. The album sold insanely well within the first two months of them being out in the world, and The Revengers were suddenly offered a small headlining tour around this general area.

You were told this on the Tuesday you came into Queen’s Pub for a drink—it had been a rough week and no one quite made your new favorite drink like Brian did, and he gushed all about it as you had a round or two. In such a small time frame of three months, The Revengers have basically made a name and home for themselves. And you couldn’t be more proud.

But, ironically enough, within those three—technically four, since going to see TR live, and your first not-date-date—you still haven’t had the time to let yourself come to terms that you’ve got a massive crush on their guitarist. Nor have you worked the courage up to give him your number, and you’ve been seeing this guy every Saturday, as well as nearly every day at your own job. Granted, you talk to him so much and see him so often you didn’t really see much of a point in giving the number to him. But, if Helen knew how you viewed this whole…thing, she would smack you upside the head and give Loki your number for you.

Loki’s been coming in more frequently by himself. He always did before, but now this was almost everyday just to sit and talk with you. At times he barely even ordered anything, he just kept you company with your conveniently timed breaks. Once you were starting to notice a pattern, you figured Lisa as well as the rest of your team are definitely working against you.

Or maybe with you. You wouldn’t know. You haven’t really dated anyone properly before—just a single person in an online, long distance relationship that never worked out—and here you are, mid-twenties, crushing on this smoking hot guitarist that you met through serving. You’ve known him for quite a few months, had quite the few not-date-date’s, and you still haven’t tried to make a move. You just had no idea how to.

“Hey!” you greet him cheerfully as he sits at his normal booth. “The usual?”

“If you wouldn’t mind, yes please,” Loki replies, smiling at you as his hands play with a few of the rings on his fingers, and you try not to let your mind twist and turn to see just what else they could be doing in certain places right now. “Did you hear the news?”

“What news?” you question. You feel like you’re faking being innocent as you’re writing down his order on your server’s pad, trying not to give yourself away knowing that his band is starting to get in the big leagues.

“The Revengers news. C’mon,” Loki teases smoothly, falling back against the backrest of the booth. “Don’t tell me you haven’t been keeping tabs!”

“I’ve been working to meet rent!” you reply, giggling breathlessly as you pause to look up at him from your pad. “Some days I can barely breathe properly, Loki.”

What you’re telling him isn’t particularly wrong, however, he always ends up finding you after their gigs and chastises you for coming on a work night as you both end up with a few drinks in your systems. You chalk all of that up to Brian, since the bastard keeps you with stories of his early years. If he didn’t keep you talking about his band and his tour days, Loki wouldn’t have seen you at the shows.

Come to think of it, maybe you should thank Brian.

You take this moment as he shakes his head at your reply to see his attire for the day. He’s wearing a tight black shirt, and there’s a jacket tossed next to him. How does he make a jacket piled next to him look so neat? Good lord—

He sighs dramatically, sitting up straight again. “The Revengers have officially booked a headlining tour with Stark Studios.”

You immediately snap out of your...haze and address the good news as if you didn’t see most of what he just told you this morning on their Instagram account.

“Holy shit,” you breathe. “That’s so sick! Congratulations!”

“Thank you, sweetheart,” Loki bashfully replies. You duck back behind your pad to finish writing his order before quickly reading it back to him, trying to avoid having him see your growing reaction to his words. Maybe one day here soon you’d tell him Brian’s told you everything about their deal. But not today.

Once you’ve made sure his order is right, you take a second to converse a little more about the day and the new deal TR’s just landed before you’re off to go put in the small order slip. Helen gives you a gentle bump with a smile when she notices you, and you greet her after shouting to get Evan’s attention.

The day stays calm for a while, you get Loki’s food in almost a record time, you and Helen crack jokes while you both slack off a bit to talk with Loki until Lisa is playfully chastising you and shooing you all off to go and do your jobs before talking to Loki herself.

And that’s when rush decided to kick up, of course.

The lunch rush is an hour and a half early, which you don’t understand—you never understand why the rushes happen like this. You’re running around as if your head’s been cut off, taking orders what feels like every five seconds while also checking on your other guests when you’re walking by.

And unfortunately, you can’t pay attention to Loki.

You miss seeing him out. You’re wishing you could have just had one last round of conversation with him so he could end up trying to forcefully shove your usual cash tip in the tip pocket of your apron for the second time this week. It really shouldn’t make you as sad as it does, knowing that you missed him like this. You’re chanting inside your head that he’s just a friend at this point, nothing more. A friend with a slowly rising and successful band.

If you think too hard about it you may not be able to wrap your head around it.

Just as you swing back into the kitchen to collect another order, Helen is calling your name.

“What!” you shout. “I’m busy!”

“No duh! We’re all busy,” she quips dramatically, smoothly taking over what you’re doing. “Check your boy toy’s table. Now. Shoo.”

You give Helen a look as she gives you a final shove before you’re turning out of the kitchen, walking through some of the booths to see Loki’s table.

His dishes were stacked like they usually were, and his receipt was covering some cash. You knew that was your tip, which made your face heat up slightly. You always made a point to never count it out until you were home, considering it was usually a few tens and twenties. You sigh, reaching for the receipt and sliding it to you over the table top, only to catch the colorful ink from one of your pens you gave Loki to sign his bill on the back of the receipt paper.

You’re careful to flip it over, trying to ignore the cash tip.

I know it’s super short notice, but we’re having a celebration for The Revengers tonight. Text me if you want to come? Loki xx

Oh. Oh shit.

It’s a real number, too. Not like anything you’ve been given prior as a joke. It feels like it’s been a little too long since you’ve been staring at the receipt paper and ignoring the cash tip, and you’re quick to just fold it all together to pocket it in your work apron and clear off the table of the booth.

You have Loki Odinson’s phone number. You. It absolutely feels like you’re dreaming. You also find yourself laughing, just a little bit. After how many of TR’s shows you two talk at, how many not-date-dates at the pub, you finally have his number. Albeit, entirely under the circumstance of figuring out a party address.

But hey, getting a number is getting a number, right?

As you carry the dishes to the back of the house, you mentally start crafting your text to Loki. What the hell would you even say?

Hey! Thanks for the tip!

No. Nope. That’s weird.

We FINALLY remembered to swap numbers!

No. You didn’t do shit on your end. He was the one that did. Maybe just tell him it’s you, and you’d love to go? Maybe ask if there’s a dress code, or a BYOB situation going on—

“So,” Helen asks excitedly. “What did he write?”

“You noticed he wrote something?” You question over some of the clashing noises of your coworkers.

“Who else in this hell hole has a green pen? Of course I saw he wrote something!”

You sigh, smiling to yourself before you’re passing dishes to another coworker that has a bigger pile than yourself, trying to stay out of people’s way. “There’s a party for TR tonight.”

Helen gasps, nearly throwing her serving tray with another round of food over her shoulder.

“No way. And you’re invited.”

“Well, obviously—“

“That’s so exciting! Oh my fucking god—“

“Language, Vawn!” Issac shouts dramatically, coming in with his tray in hand as he hangs another ticket in the serving window for Evan and the rest of his team. “Get out there with the food, we can scream about this after we close up!”

“Issac!” You exclaim, whining the last part of his name slightly. “Shut up!”

“I will when you will.”

Issac’s out before you can huff and puff more. Helen sighs and pats you on the shoulder before following suit.

Once you’re alone in the back of house, Evan calling orders again after what feels like you’ve been shoved into a movie that’s just been put on pause, you’re back shifting into work mode.

You can feel your blush rising to your cheeks as you start looking at the food, piling it onto a new tray to carry out as you just think of what all of this means for you and Loki’s relationship. Tonight could possibly mean getting out of the weird grey area you’re in, and move forward to the dating range.

As scared as you are, you’ve never been more ready for something in your life. All this flirting and seeing him almost every Saturday has you losing your god damn mind. Your subconscious hasn’t helped either, most of your dreams involving you and Loki in some romantic scenario.

“Yeah, it’s about time,” you mutter aloud, quickly moving around everyone in the back to get out on the floor and drop off the platter full of food.

The rush lasts a little longer than it should. Hell, the rest of the day lasts longer than it should. All you can think about is Loki and his number on the receipt that is neatly tucked near your small pen supply in your apron.

Thankfully, perhaps even mercifully, the restaurant finally closes for the night after your last table. It was a group of teenagers and they were honestly hilarious, until it came to the form of payment which gave everyone a headache trying to figure it out.

“Is it just me or is he getting hotter?” Helen asks as the two of you start cleaning tables and putting chairs up. You squint slightly at the hardwood of the table you’re cleaning before looking up and over and your friend.

“Who?”

“Loki, you idiot,” she hisses back, foot gently kicking at you from the side she’s working on. You laugh, scooting deeper into the booth you’re cleaning so she can’t swipe at you again.

“Well, in my personal opinion, he’s always been hot.”

“Mhm, I know,” Helen replies smugly. “Did you figure out what to text him? Have you even texted him?”

You take a breath and do a quick sweep with your wet rag on the booth’s table top. “No. I don’t know. I keep making it awkward in my head, so like—“

“Oh my god.” Helen throws her head back and groans, finishing her table. “Give me your phone, we’re crafting one right now.”

“What?!” You exclaim, still sitting in the booth. “Helen, we still have to close—“

“Shut up and give her the phone!” Isaac shouts from the back. “Lisa said you can leave early, just do it! He’ll reply fast as hell if he’s into you!”

You whine loudly and fall back into the seat you’re kneeling on. Helen slides into the seat across from you, holding her hands out and wiggling her fingers. “C’mon babe, just give in.”

“You’re all terrible.”

“Uh-huh.”

“Worst coworkers I could have ever asked for. How dare you?” You’re speaking as you pull your phone from your back pocket and sliding it over to Helen who immediately punches your passcode in. “I should change that.”

“You’d give it to me again anyways,” Helen replies instantly. “Have you put the number in yet? Or do I need to do it too?”

“I can do that,” you huff, getting slightly defensive. “Just don’t know what to say. I can do the rest, Hel.”

“From the looks of it, you can’t. Scoot over,” Isaac says again, closer to you now. You jump slightly before sighing and moving to let him in. It’s silent among the three of you before your brain catches up with what Issac said.

“Wait, hold on. Lisa said I can leave earlier? You told Lisa about this—”

“Yeah,” he replies instantly, cutting you off as if it was obvious information to share. “We can hold it down without you too, by the way. Literally Helen and I will survive while you go get some—“

“Isaac! It’s not like she’s going to get railed—“

“The text!” you exclaim. “Figure out the text first, try to pry my other personal details out of me later.”

Issac and Helen laugh before all attention is directed to your phone. You still can’t believe Issac told your boss you got Loki’s number. You utter a few curse words under your breath before Helen is humming in thought.

“Okay,” Helen begins finally. “how’s about you just have a simple ‘hey! I’d love to come to the party!! Just drop the address and I’ll be there ASAP.’” Helen waves your phone around as she speaks. “Sound nice?”

“Mm,” Isaac replies. “I think you could spice it up.”

“How the fuck can you spice up accepting a party invite?” You question, deciding to finally toss your rag in front of you. “I think that’s just fine.”

“I think you should be flirty about it.”

Helen blinks over at Issac. “Literally, we have to make it believable, not like I’m texting him.”

Silence falls over the three of you before Isaac groans. “Fuck. You’re right.”

“Is this a roast?” You question between your friends. “I think this is a roast. First you tell Lisa—”

“Of course it is! You wouldn’t flirt right out the gate. You’d probably send the text that I just said aloud.” Helen is typing on your phone as she finishes speaking. “I’ll write it out, see what you think. Then tweak how you want and send it. Okay?”

“Okay,” you reply with a small pout. “Sometimes I can be flirty—“

“No, no I doubt it. In person?” Isaac questions as he turns to look at you in your shared seat. “Yeah, maybe. Over text? You’d back out after typing it.”

You blink, looking at Isaac as Helen hums, nails tapping against your screen.

“You guys are really coming for my throat, huh?”

“We speak only the truth,” Helen says softly before passing the phone to you. “See if you like. Tweak what you don’t, yeah? We’ll be cleaning.”

You take your phone back as Helen grabs your rag and tosses it at Isaac, the both of you trying not to laugh as the rag almost hits Isaac in the face. You laugh to yourself as they go back to doing your closing tasks before you look down at your phone screen to read the text Helen crafted.

Hey! Sorry for getting back to you so late, I’d love to come to the party tonight. Just text me the address and I’ll get there as soon as I can!!

You read through the text several times. Helen really has you pegged, and you aren’t mad about it at all. Your free hand fishes into your apron’s pocket to find the receipt that Loki wrote his number down on, placing it on the table—writing up so you can read the number off and put in your phone.

You take one last breath, Loki’s number in the contact bar, and your message ready to be sent.

You can do this.

After a few more calming breaths, you press the send button, making sure the text delivers all the way before you busy yourself on your phone to properly add Loki’s contact. You lock your phone and smile widely to yourself as you start to slide out of the booth.

Hopefully, Loki replies sometime soon and you can skip out closing up with Helen and Isaac. You’re not sure if you could focus on closing while you wait for a text back.

And you’re thankful Loki seems to get that message. By the time you’re in the back to actually help closing up, you check your phone one last time before you can see two texts on your home screen. You’re quick to unlock your phone and read them before running out.

Hey! It’s all good! Here’s the address, just get here whenever you can, sweetheart. Brunn plans on dragging it out tonight

Be sure to wear something comfortable, btw. I don’t think there’ll be enough room to sit around 😅

You’re not holding back the giddy smile that’s rushing onto your face as you reread the texts Loki’s sent before you’re speeding to the locker room to grab your bag.

“Did he text?!” Helen shouts from the kitchen window, Evan grunting from the noise. “He must’ve!”

“He did!” You exclaim, bag slung over your shoulder as you type back on your phone. “I’m gonna dash. Tell Lisa I said thank you!”

“Yes!” Helen cheers loudly, throwing her hands up in the air in the kitchen.

“Could ya tone it down, Helen?” Evan huffs. You don’t catch the rest of the interaction before you’re waving goodbye to Issac. On your way out you actually find Lisa yourself, shouting over to her with a thank you and telling her to have a good night.

Lisa simply shouts a you’re welcome, hun! back, and gives you two thumbs up with a wide smile before you’re headed out into the night to your car to rush home and put on better clothes.

[ladykailitha]

Star Child Part 13

I told you I wouldn’t leave you hanging. In fact, I made sure I had the resolution to the cliffhanger WRITTEN before posting the last chapter. So here we go! Also a hint at future Buckingham...;)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12  

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Tears ran down Eddie’s face. “You think that killing him will bind me to you?”

Creel smiled and touched his cheek softly. “Because if you don’t, you’ll be arrested for the murder Steve Harrington. One word from me and they’ll plant evidence that you killed him.”

“You can take my body,” Eddie said. “But you can’t have my heart or my soul. Steve had both. The band, too. My uncle. That’s what real love looks like. Something you’ll never understand. Everyone is below you and you think you can own every little thing. But you can’t. You’ll never own me.”

“We’ll see,” Creel said leaning closer to kiss him.

Suddenly the all the doors in the hotel room burst open, revealing the FBI and Hellfire Security all with guns drawn. Max and Lucas stood in front of a very much alive Steve Harrington.

Creel whipped around and then looked back at Eddie. “How?!”

Eddie took a step back with a grin. He flipped up his leather jacket’s lapel to reveal a wireless mic. “We knew you’d sweep the room. We also thought that you would search us, but you didn’t do that.”

“We knew you liked brute force,” Steve said from behind his security. “So we knew that you would try to kill me. If you had tried in the bathroom, it might have actually worked because it was harder to get agents in there after you swept the hotel suite. But you went cliche. So thanks for that.”

“What was the gun shot?” Eddie asked, his voice cracking.

Max’s lip curled in distaste. “Pollock over here went for his gun and I had to shoot at his foot as warning.”

Eddie looked down and sure enough one of the goons had a bleeding foot. He looked back up at Steve. “I thought I had lost you, babe.”

Creel grunted from the handcuffs being put on him and said, “You think you’ve won, but this isn’t the last you’ll see of me.”

“Oh it certainly is,” Steve said. “We have you for conspiracy to commit murder, blackmail, and breaking and entering. And that’s just for this conversation. That’s not including the case these boys have been building for years.”

“How did someone like you beat me?” Creel snarled.

“Everyone thinks I’m just a pretty face,” Steve said with a smile. “It makes people underestimate me. A lot.”

Creel struggled to lunge at Steve in anger, but the two agents that held him, kept him in place.

The agents started listing off Creel’s Miranda rights as they led him away. More agents led Castor and Pollock away.

A beat.

Eddie launched himself at Steve and it took every ounce of strength to keep them both on their feet.

“I’m sorry, sunshine,” Steve murmured over and over as he rubbed circles into Eddie’s back. “I’m so sorry. But it worked, baby. We’re safe. We’ll never have to look over our shoulders ever again. You’re safe, baby. You’re safe.”

Max turned to Lucas. “Fine. I’ll marry you.”

Lucas’s jaw dropped. “Wait, are you serious?”

Max rolled her eyes. “Yes. I was watching them and was insanely jealous, wanting what they had for all of two seconds before I realized that I did. With you. So yes, I’ll marry you.”

Lucas let out a breathless laugh and the picked her up, spinning her around. He kiss her soundly and then let her down slowly.

Janice shook her head fondly. “All right, you lovebirds. Let’s get Eddie and Steve to his room. And we’ll reconvene with the band there.”

They all nodded.

Janice led the way with Eddie and Steve in the middle and Lucas and Max bringing up the rear. Eddie and Steve’s hands were clasped tightly together as they made their way through the halls of the hotel to Steve’s room. Janice keyed in her security badge and opened the door to a concerned Corroded Coffin.

“Everyone okay?” Jeff asked, leaping to his feet.

Gareth and Brian were on their feet in moments, too. Suddenly Eddie and Steve were getting dog piled by the band as they all sobbed in relief.

Janice called up her team in LA. “Marty, Vince how goes the lovely ladies?”

Vince, a rather large Pacific Islander who answered her video call, smiled. “They’re doing fine. Right now they’re painting each other’s nails.” He turned the screen so she could see the two women on Steve’s sofa painting each other’s nails.

“Miss Cunningham, Miss Buckley,” he called out behind him. “Janice is on the line, come on over.”

Both women were on their feet in an instant.

“Is Steve okay?”

“How about the boys, are they okay, too?” Chrissy asked as they both tried to crowd Vince out of the frame of the video.

“Everyone is fine,” Janice assured them. “Well, except one goon. He has a newly minted hole in his foot for pissing Max off. But other than that, not so much as a single scratch on the clients.”

Everyone in LA let out a sigh of relief.

“Can we see them?” Robin asked, chewing on her bottom lip.

Janice smiled and turned the phone to show all five men laughing and crying.

“Dingus!” Robin called.

Steve startled at her voice. “Robs?” He made his way over to Janice and peered into her phone. “Robin!”

Robin waved. “I made a new friend!” She waved her hands at Chrissy.

Steve waved back. “Don’t worry, Chrissy. I took good care of your boys. They’re safe and sound.”

Chrissy giggled. “Good job. You treat Eddie right, you hear?”

“Yes, ma’am!” Steve said. He took the phone from Janice, who squawked at its removal from her possession.

He ignored her as he brought the phone to where all four Corroded Coffin members were huddled together.

“See?” Steve said as leaned back into Eddie so Chrissy could see all five of them. “I kept them safe,” he whispered.

Chrissy teared up. “You did so good, Stevie. You did good.”

Janice walked over to them. “I have a private plane on standby. So tomorrow morning, we’ll swap Steve for Chrissy. Chrissy, you’ll meet them in Vegas for their next show. And Steve you have to be back for meeting with the record label. Erica called this morning excited about how well your coming out did for her case.”

Every murmured their agreements.

“Good,” Janice said. “I think the boys have a couple of hours before the sound check and will want to be left alone.”

Eddie and Steve blushed while everyone else gave confused noises.

Jeff rolled his eyes when he finally got it. “Don’t fuck too loud, I’m in the room next to yours.”

Eddie and Steve hid in each others shoulders from the sheer embarrassment of it all.

Robin’s mouth formed a soundless, “Oh.”

And suddenly everyone was finding places they had to be. Janice hung with the LA crew and turned to remaining four.

“Max and Lucas will still have to remain outside your door,” Janice reminded them. “So for their sake and Jeff’s, please keep it down.” She waggled her eyebrows at them suggestively.

Steve was mortified and Eddie was subdued. The three security guards exited the room, leaving the two men behind.

Eddie looked around the room to avoid having to look Steve in the eye after that embarrassing display.

“Not a bad room, Stevie,” Eddie said. “Not what I would have chosen, but it’s nice.”

Steve scratched his cheek ruefully. “I don’t usually go for this nice, if I’m honest. I’m too used to the label and my parents bugging it to make sure I didn’t step out of line. I would book a place like this and then go stay a Motel 6 or something.”

Eddie’s expression softened. “I’m sorry, babe. But I’m sure Janice made sure the room was clean before she let you stay here.”

Steve nodded. He had even watched her, but there was still a part of his mind that worried.

“Come here, darlin’,” Eddie cooed, holding out his arms. “We don’t have to do anything right now. Because I don’t think I want to do anything right now but hold you until it’s time for the sound check.”

Steve slumped into his arms as if he was a puppet whose strings had been cut.

They made it to the bed and tumbled into it. They lay there in each other’s arms until it was time for the concert.

*

Steve paused in front of his suitcase. He could wear his usual disguise that he wore to Corroded Coffin concerts, or he could go out and be himself for once.

He chewed his lip nervously before deciding on half of a “disguise”. He pulled out the skin-tight leather pants and chunky boots. He put on a band t-shirt that had the sleeves cut off and the sides hollowed out so that you could see his ribs when he lifted his arms.

He ditched the hat that hid his signature hair and the dark sunglasses. He stepped out of his room with a leather jacket in his hand. He smiled at a passing maid and hopped into the elevator, Max and Lucas trailing behind.

“Is this how you’ve been going their concerts dressed as?” Lucas asked as the elevator took them to the lobby.

Steve nodded. “I cover my hair and keep my head down, and no one has spotted me once.”

Max laughed. “I bet someone did but couldn’t believe pop star Steve Harrington would even like metal so it couldn’t be you.”

Steve grinned. “I’m about to blow my disguise though.”

Lucas laughed. “Yeah, but people think you’re dating Eddie Munson and expect you to be there tonight.”

“And I can’t wait,” Steve said with a wink.

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Part 14 Part 15  Part 16

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[oneprompt]

Hey babe ❤

Since i love your headcanons and how you write i'm back hehe

Please do this ONLY if you want to and you have the time to do it.

Could you write some headcanon for zoro, ace and law with a very chaotic s/o with some angry issues and a little too much love for knife and fire? Like ya know just a chaotic one, in a very chaotic way.

Thank you so much if you do it, and please take care ❤

authors note : hey , bunny <3 so sorry for doing this late .. i have quite the requests piling ;; but tonight , i shall conquer them! please enjoy these to the fullest , i hope they serve well ❤️

Zoro x Chaotic! Reader Headcanons

• You two being paired together is absolute insanity, especially if you two have to duo against an opponent. Any plan that was assigned to you two is thrown out the window. Who needs brains when you got brawn? Especially doubled?

• Zoro has no intentions of stopping you, at least during fights. If you’re acting up on the ship and acting recklessly with Luffy, he’ll be quick to stop you. No way in hell is he letting you get hurt over nothing but your own excitement!

• You two definitely bicker and scream at each other a lot. Not a single brian cell in sight. And it’s always over the most pointless things, too. Two morons in love, to say it bluntly. Why do the Straw Hats consistently make you two partner up? Sure, you two are dating but with all the chaos that ensues.. It’s odd for them to trust you both.

• You often make fun of opponents which gets you two dragged through the dirt. You won’t hesitate to shout at them, piling all sorts of insults on them. Even Zoro knows not to say such vulgar things to his enemies, so, he’ll have to quickly drag you away and run with you while the butt hurt government agent or pirate chases you both.

• Zoro has to act as your personal nurse, even on the thousand sunny. He’s awful with these type of things but he’ll still try and patch you up when you two are away from Chopper. Often results in playful arguing, you whining over how tight Zoro ties your bandages, making the man turn red, steam nearly puffing through his ears. Why couldn’t you just be grateful!?

• Even if you two constantly fight due your rivaled energy, Zoro always makes sure you’re safe. If anyone so looks at you the wrong way, he’ll cut them. .... Sometimes it’s a completely innocent person and him getting defensive leads to you two yelling. What a mess...

Ace x Chaotic! Reader Headcanons

• He’s not as up to pace with it in comparison to Zoro. Ace is chaotic but in a snarky way, he’ll tease others but he’s not an aggressive type of chaotic. Verbally? Man can destroy anyone. If you’re more verbal with it then physical, Ace is happy to tag along!

• If you’re more physical, Ace can stay up to par, somewhat. At least with marines, not random civilians. Don’t get me wrong, the boy is respectful but the government sucks... So, bullying is warranted.

• Wether Ace wants to or not, he’s usually looped into your kerfuffles, due to you having rapid ideas of being an arsonist. And what better then using your boyfriend as a jerry can?

• Ace doesn’t mind your antics. He’s quite the wild one himself, same could be said for his brothers. Ace has always been a trouble maker and really has no regards for it, he’s a ‘ only live once ‘ type of guy, he’ll do whatever he’s invited to partake in.

• Although, Ace will stop you from being rude or hurting random people. Innocents don’t deserve such treatment, really. Even the son of the pirate king knows such common courtesy.

• Ace will be quick to save you from any marines or other government officials that catch you vandalizing property, flags, etc. He’ll sweep you off your feet and run off, making sure to shout something cheeky at them, leaving the marines red faced in embarrassment and frustration.

Law x Chaotic! Reader Headcanons

• Law feels more like your babysitter then your boyfriend. He constantly has to keep you out of trouble. Law hates people more then the next guy but what’s the point in bringing unneeded attention to yourself and the people around you? There’s no point, exactly.

• Often has to keep any potential weapons and things that may spark foolish ideas away from you. Law already has quite the name within the world and doesn’t need it dug deeper.

• Expect a lot of scolding and lectures from Law! He’ll sit you down and give you a good talking to. But much to his disappointment, his words just go from one ear and out the other. Why did you have zero listening skills and overall brains?

• But if Law must, he’ll be there to save you in a heart beat. Naturally, he would say you deserve to face the consequences of your actions like everyone else but not by the government! He meant more so by your friends... So, he’ll come and save you, just like a knight in shining armour.

• Won’t hesitate to ‘ teach you a lesson ‘, if you catch my drift. Law has a paper thin patience and won’t allow anyone to defy it. He’ll certainly get annoyed easily with your loud and vulgar attitude. Expect an extra long ‘ lesson ‘ if you’ve been angering him all day.

• Law sincerely loves you, even if he’s mainly face palming when he’s around you. He adores you and how you act, wether he admits it or not. Law thinks it’s cute how cheeky you are.

[boysbeloving]

10 Fandoms, 10 Characters, 10 tags

tagged by @ahdriking thanks babe! Sorry this is super late!

okay....i might not hit 10? lol but i've also cheated twice 🙃

the following list is in no particular order

Supernatural: Castiel

Yes, yes yes...SPN...sorry...but Cas really is VERY close to my heart...the journey this angel goes through...learning about humanity...learning with humanity...and everything Cas experiences on earth with and without the Winchesters (Misha's portrayal of Cas definitely adds to why Cas is my fav)

2. Queer As Folk: Brian Kinney

This bitch istg...so i watched QAF after it ended and it was during a very difficult/tumultuous/uncertain time of my life...and then having Brian enter my life made it worse 🙃 (in the best possible ways)...He's so annoying, so rude, so slutty, so hurt, so alone...and i just...want to tell him that it's okay to love...okay to feel hurt...okay to reach out...okay to ask for help...no one will think any less of him...'you'll always be young, you'll always be beautiful, you're brian kinney for fuck's sake' okay i'm gonna go cry brb

3. Spirited Away: Haku

He dragon

4. Howl's Moving Castle: Howl and Sophie

They are BRILLIANT!!! as individuals and as a couple...love them so so much...their combined badassery is unparalleled...Howl will be a dramatic bitch and Sophie would be like 'i gotta go save my dramatic bitch'...also..Howl SO gets pegged by Sophie (i know she told me)

5. Kuroshitsuji: Sebastian Michaelis

uuuufffffff.....he's the devil....what more can i say....

6. Goblin: Goblin

okay when eun tak writes 'he has a sad smile' and they ACTUALLY run a montage of his sad smiles...bestie i died....i cried SO MUCH during THAT scene (no spoilers)...he's immortal, he's so done with your shit, he's hurt, he's in pain, he's burdened with life and all you want to do is hold this immortal being and rock him back and forth (also Gong Yoo ssi is just phenomenal...if you haven't watched it then please watch this kdrama)

7. Moon Lovers: Wang So

another hurt man....wow i have a type don't i...it's the 'i can fix/fuck/accept/love him' trope...he was never accepted for who he was, never loved, and it's this lack of familial love in the formative years of his life that fill him with unimaginable rage...and how he still simply moves forward...he achieves a lot later in life (but at what cost uuuffff)...i love the angst....right up my alley...(Lee Joon Gi the actor you are...again please watch this kdrama if you haven't already)

8. Kinnporsche: Kinn Anakinn Theerapanyakul

*waves hand* this entire blog is effectively dedicated to the man...just check my pinned post lol

9. The Untamed: Lan Wangji and Xue Yang

okay...wow...Lan-zhan <333 (i know i'm not supposed to call him that, only one person has the right hehehee)....his stoicism, his no-nonsense persona, his pride, his sophisticated rebellion, his loud and proud declaration of love (and it's not words....it's his actions), his hair, just everything <33 (and the absolute gremlin Wang Yibo portrays him in the live action....boyo!!! it's whiplash y'all hheeehehe...and yibo is my baby btw)

AND Xue Yang...he's one of the villains....he appeared on screen and i was like 'this one....i'm gonna take this one'

so ya...i like one of the heroes and one of the villains...i got range y'all...i got range...hhheehehe

okay now to tag others...do i even talk to 10 people here? hahhahaha i'm not sure lol....but here we go (as always please do this only if you feel like doing it!)

@sereinartemishan @discluded @rainbowcolored7 @aayuthaezhuthu @skamskada @domsaysstuff @mickolo @deliciouswastelandgoddess @matan4il @nattaphum

and anyone else who wants to do this!

[moonlit-void-to-the-far-unknown]

I AM ACTUALLY SCREAMING!

That ending, that, moment of pure dread, that moment of Will seeing Abigail again, alive, and then not even a few moments later, begging for Hannibal to not do what he knows he will.

Him moving over to her, holding her neck as they both bleed out.

I am. Hannibal just leaving Alana on the ground, the coldness in which he does it too, like Alana was just another piece of the board in his game. Like. Ouch.

“Be blind Alana…don’t be brave”

“I wanted to surprise you….you wanted to surprise me”

Okay that hug should have been Hannibal kissing Will. Like you know Hugh and Mads were like

“Hey Brian, friend, babes, this is where they kiss right? Like I mean it’s the most intimate, moment between these two, and Hannibal is saying all these things about love to Will, and his crimes were love poems so kiss right?”

Brian fuller: mmmmmm nah hug him close so people know Hannibal is gay for Will but so NBC doesn’t skin us alive.

Me: WHAT THE FUCK?!?! Kiss him! You just stabbed him! Kiss him! This is the most romantic moment in this whole show. YOU SHOWED US ALANA GETTING FUCKED BY THE STAG MAN BUT HANNIBAL AND WILL KISSING IS TOO MUCH?! Fucking hate this house

So season 3 binge happens tomorrow at work so I have something for my brain to focus on beyond making very small long chain stitches cause crochet is fun but hard so I’m just going in on making full sirens of yarn into chain stitches for now.

[flyersheartbreaker]

Forever By Your Side| Isaac Ratcliffe

a/n: this is my first imagine that I am officially publishing! I am very excited to share all of my writing content and series with you guys :)

Pair: Isaac Ratcliffe x reader

Summary: Watching your boyfriend Isaac get seriously hurt during one of his home games and watching him battle through the toughest injury a hockey player could battle, so he can continue on with dream playing in the NHL

Warnings: Hockey Injuries, Cussing, Cute Fluff

Word Count: 3,321 words

It was just another ordinary Sunday afternoon watching a game live from the PPL center here in Allentown, Pennsylvania or so I thought. The game was going really well with the Phantoms up 3-1 on the Hershey Bears half way through the second period. There was your beloved star-studded boyfriend number 19 carrying the puck up against the boards through the neutral zone when suddenly bam everything went to complete silence, except for that shear sound that you wish you could so badly get out of you head.

I jumped out of my seat and darted up the stairs from the lower-level seats that I was sitting in with some of the other girlfriends. I can hear the god-awful scream ringing in my ears over and over again that was coming down from ice level. The crowd was silent, so quiet that you could probably hear a pin drop and when that happens you know for a fact that it isn’t good. Nothing ever good comes from silence at a time like this and I needed to get down to the locker rooms as quick as possible.

Isaac got hit hard up against the boards and fell awkwardly down to the ground, and his right foot looked like it twisted the wrong way. He's had rough collisions before, but never like this. Isaac is a big dude that you surely didn’t want to ending up colliding with, but this time it looked like Isaac got the wrong end of the play. I never in my life ever heard him yell in absolute pain like the wat he was when the trainers and his teammates were trying to help his 6-foot-6 body off of the ice.

My heart was in my stomach as I was racing down the stairs that would lead me to the home locker rooms. I quickly flashed my team badge to the security guard Frank without saying a word. He must have known it wasn’t good either, as he told me to breathe and be careful myself as I jumped down the last few steps.

If Isaac had a season ending injury, it would kill him. He was just heating up and playing his best hockey yet and working his ass off day in and day out so he could eventually make the Flyers roster within this season or even next season for sure. But if his season is over that means his chances of getting to the NHL level could be too and that would just destroy him completely.

As soon as I rounded the corner to the trainer's office, I saw him being helped on to the examine table. His face was as red as a cherry, and he was in a lot of pain. The trainers quickly started icing the area the best that they could as they slowly untied his skate and too it off of him.

“He is definitely going to need some X-Rays done immediately and possibly an MRI as well depending on what the results of the X-Rays are.” The Phantoms trainer Brian Grogesky said to Neil who was one of the Phantoms physicians.

“Jeff and Robert are on their way down from the press box and getting the emergency X-Ray equipment ready. In the mean time you need to relax the best that you can Isaac.” Neil said to Isaac as Isaac tried his best laying down comfortably on the examine table.

Both Brian and Neil noticed me standing outside of the door of the trainer's room and signaled me to come on in, in hopes that Isaac could ease up and relax a little bit more with me by his side.

“Hello, y/n! Looks like we got a live one here and that big boy landed pretty hard on that ankle of his.” Brian said trying to make light of the situation.

Isaac sat up on his elbow and looked me dead in the eyes. I can see and feel the pan behind them, my heart sank even more for him. I just want him to be okay, I want him to be able to play the rest of this season, he worked way too fucking hard for this to happen to him.

“Hey babes, how is the pain?” I said walking over to Isaac and grabbing his hand while kissing him ever so lightly and carefully.

“It's a bitch babe if I am being honest. I’m trying not to think of the worst, but I can’t help it. This isn’t fair, why me? Why fucking me?” Isaac said in more frustration.

“Isaac, don’t get too far ahead of yourself. We don’t know the actual results just yet. But whatever the outcome is you can come back from it stronger than ever. Hockey injuries is sometimes apart of the game as silly and stupid as it sounds, but you’re a fighter and you got this.” Neil said as he placed another bag of ice on Isaac’s ankle.

“They are right babe, your team trainers, physicians and any other doctors have your best interests. Let’s get you into the X-Ray room and then go from there okay big guy.” I said while planting another kiss onto Isaac’s lips.

Jeff brought in some crutches for Isaac to use, so they can take him down the hall to get the X-Rays taking care of. I am hoping that is all that Isaac is going to need and that whatever it is, it's a quick recovery.

After a few short minutes Isaac was crutching back out of the X-Ray room with a look of disappointment on his face.

“Oh no babe...how bad is it?” I asked him while he collects himself.

“It’s not broken...but they are sending me for an MRI early tomorrow morning to see if that shows up with anything and then go from there.” He said in a low tone.

“Well, that is a plus sign that it isn’t broken. You got to be positive about this honey, you need to be optimistic. You can't be negative. Everything is going to work out for the best. Hopefully it's just a minor sprain and you will be back on the ice in no time.” You told Isaac as you wrapped yourself around his side.

All of Isaac’s staff and trainers helped Isaac out of the arena and to his car and safety got him into the passenger seat while, I got into Isaac’s driver's seat.

“Alright, make sure when you get home you put more ice on that ankle for at least 15-20 mins on and then same time off. Do it throughout the night if you can and also, make sure you are using the crutches as much as possible and for the love of God Isaac do not put any pressure on that ankle until after we get the MRI results and see exactly what is going on. We don’t want to make the injury any worse than what it could already be. Try to get some much-needed rest and we will see you in the morning.” Brian said closing the passenger door.

The ride back to Isaac’s apartment complex was extremely quiet. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, so I just let Isaac sit there and pounder in his thoughts alone without me distracting him. Which probably wasn’t a good idea, because I know my boyfriend, I know for a fact that he is thinking the worst possible scenario that he could think of right now.

I helped Isaac out of the car and into the elevators up to his apartment and got him comfortably settled on the couch with his foot/ankle elevated and two ice packs placed on the injured area.

“Do you want or need anything? You want me to bring out another pair of comfy clothes for you?” You asked Isaac as you placed a pillow behind his head/back and placed a blanket right by him as well.

“No, I’m fine...” He whispered as scrolled on his iPad to rewatch the ending of the game and rewatch highlights and the moment of his injury.

You so badly, wanted to say something along the lines to him like "babe don’t be watching that now, it wasn’t your fault, there was nothing that you could have done to prevented that from happening, so on and on.” But deep down you knew nothing would make him feel better until he knew what the main results were. And as the night went on, you could see the realization hit him that this was going to keep him out for a while. He just looked sad, and drained.

After a couple of hours, another X-Ray, and an MRI later, you and Isaac were sitting there waiting in the trainer's office for the results from both the trainer and team doctors.

Both Brian and Jeff walk in with a folder which I assume held the test results for Isaac’s ankle/foot.

“Well, the good news is the second X-Ray that we took this morning once again showed that there was no brake in both the ankle and the foot.” Brian said.

“And what about the MRI? What did the MRI show?” Isaac asked nervously.

I grabbed Isaac’s hand and interlocked his fingers with mine. I could see the look on both Brian’s, Jeff’s, and even Coach Gordon’s face that this news that they are about to give doesn’t seem to be very promising.

Jeff cleared his throat ever so calmly and spoke. “The MRI came back with a high ankle sprain injury which means we really don’t have a timetable for you to return to at this point of time. This type of injury is extremely difficult to recover from quickly. So, with that being said we need to place you on injury reserve indefinitely until we get more of a clear view on this injury.”

“Out indefinitely...so that could mean that I might be done for the season?” Isaac ever so softly spoke.

“Unfortunately, yes Rat...I am so sorry and with it being late into the season already we don’t want to risk anything further and do anymore damage to the ankle. Brian, Jeff and myself all agreed on shutting you down for the remainder of this year. So, it’s better for you to take this time to heal carefully and properly and then eventually rehab it back to full strength without any other necessary tests or worse case scenario surgeries. Then once you have healed properly, we can train and get you back to 100 percent for next year's rookie and training camp.” Coach Scott Gordon said while looking at both Isaac and myself.

My heart broke ever so much for Isaac, this isn’t fair. I know injuries can be a part of the game sometimes, but why did this have to happen to Isaac and why now?! He has been killing it day in and day out since being drafted in 2017. He deserves his chance at playing at the NHL and now with this setback is he ever going to make it to that level?

The ride to Isaac’s apartment was once again a quiet one and this time I don’t blame him. I mean how is he supposed to react to something like this? What is he supposed to say or do when your head coach, trainer and team doctor shut you completely down for God knows how long.

Isaac settled down on the couch and tossed his crutches to side and unstrapped his high ankle boot so he can comfortably rest his ankle on the pillow in front him.

"Baby, I am so fucking sorry that is happening, it’s not right nor is it fair to you." I said, resting my head on his shoulder while getting cozy next to him.

"What if this is it for me? What if I can't play anymore after this?" He asks, eyes filling with tears.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say that.  You being negative will only make that happen. You are a fighter Rat...you are one tough, strong as hell hockey player who will power through this. I promise you that." I said grabbing his hand and interlocking our fingers together, while placing a kiss on his hand.

A tear rolls down his cheek ever so slightly. "All I wanted to do was be that excitement that both the Lehigh and Philly fans need. All I wanted ever so badly was to have my chance to make it to the NHL level and it got taken away from me. Why do bad things happen to good people?" Isaac asked broken and frustrated.

Once he started crying, I had lost it. Nothing I could do, or say would take that pain away from him and it just broke my heart. I went into the kitchen and I just cried as grabbed him more ice packs from the freezer. How am I supposed to look at the man that I love, and not have my heart shatter like glass when I look into those eyes that were once so shiny, and bright, but now shows nothing at all?  I have no idea the pain he is going through or the frustrating emotions he is now going through as well and I feel terrible.

I eventually collected myself and walked back out into the living room and ever so easily and softly place the ice packs on the injured area and took my seat back on the couch next to Isaac.

"That's the crappy thing about life.” I breathed as I took a deep breathe myself and continued on. “For some reason, it always attacks the good ones, and praises the hell out of the bad ones." I sob, wiping away not only my own tears but also his tears once again. "We'll get through this. I promise. It'll be hard, and it'll be long, but we're going to pull through this." I tell him as I run my hand through his hair.

He squeezes my other hand tightly. "What if during my time out things don’t get better and I need to get surgery, and it's worse than they thought? That could happen. What if they see that my injury is worse than what they thought and that I am out on the shelf even longer and I completely miss this upcoming season as well? Or worse they tell me that I can't do this anymore?" He asks, gasping for air. "I don't want that to happen and I'm scared to death that it will."

I snuggled beside him even more then I already was, resting my head on his chest, sobbing harder than I was before, because I honestly hate when he thinks that he isn’t good enough or he thinks his career is over because of a minor setback or in this case a possible major setback. "Then we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it, okay? Just for now, it's a bump in the road. No journey to greatness is a smooth one Isaac. Whatever the hell happens next, we'll face it together as a team, because I am not leaving your side and letting you fight this injury alone. I know that you so badly want to break and that you feel like this the end of the road, but you need to keep pushing and listen to the training staff and follow their instructions."

"I love you so much." He tells me, sniffling. "Thank you for helping me with this, baby, I couldn’t do this without you" Isaac said while planting a soft and slow kiss on my lips

"I'll help you through anything. No matter what." I said while smiling and kissing him softly back.

It was battle to get Isaac’s ankle back to a healthy, normal, and stable ankle for a hockey player at his height and weight but we were able to do it. It was a long road and journey until Isaac was back out on the ice skating again and preparing himself for this upcoming training camp season.

Isaac looked and felt good, until one day right before the Flyers condensed training camp something didn’t seem right with him.

Isaac met up with Flyers trainer Jim McCrossin and after a deep examination we found out that Isaac was suffering from a fractured rib and a collapsed lung. We don’t know how exactly this had happen or when it happened. It could have been from when he fell during his ankle injury or from being hit during Rookie Camp, we don’t have the answers right now. And once again, here I am watching my boyfriend being completely destroyed and devastated all over again.

Isaac became instantly depressed, and much worst this time around because he knew there was no chance of making the Flyers squad this season and who knew when he could lace up for the Phantoms season as well. But thank God for Jim McCrossin who helped Isaac get the right and special care that he needed and got him completely healthy so he could play for the rest of this Phantoms season as well.

Isaac was getting game day dressed for a home game here in Allentown. I sat on the bed and watched/admire him as he fixes his tie in the mirror.

"Try not to worry about tonight so much baby, you are going to absolutely kill it out there like always. Once you get out on that ice, I have no doubt in my mind you will play just like how you used to before all of these setbacks. And just remember that no matter how easy, or how hard tonight’s game is going to be I'll be here for you always. But also, please promise me one thing, that if you don’t feel right to let your staff know immediately because I never want to see you get hurt like this again.” I said walking up behind him and wrapping my arms around his torso.

"I promise babe, I know that I need to take my health more seriously and whatever happens, happens. One day I will make my dream a reality and officially play in the NHL, but for the time being I got to focus on the now and my health." He said as he spun around and kissed me.

Watching Isaac warm up made my heart race and beat fast. But it was all worth seeing him back out there skating with the team and his boys. He looked so good and happy out on the ice and that is all that I could ever ask for.

The journey was extremely hard and long this past summer and fall for both Isaac and I, but in the end it definitely made us a stronger unit in our relationship and it has totally made Isaac a stronger hockey player both physically and mentally.

After the game, I bolted down to the locker room this time excitedly to see my boyfriend, not in a complete shear panic like last time and waited for Isaac to come out after he was done with the media.

The door swung open and I immediately saw Isaac and jumped right into arms like a little high school girl. “Babeee, you were beyond amazing tonight! I am so very proud of you, how are you feeling?” I asked nervously but giddy at the same time.

Isaac picked me up and kissed me ever so passionately before answering any of my questions that I just threw at him. “I felt good and still feel good. It was awesome to be back out on that ice again playing with the boys in front of our home crowd, their excitement and energy helped out a lot. But truthfully, I couldn’t have done any of this without you, y/n. I love you so much and I can’t wait to continue this amazing hockey journey with you right by myside.”

[littlequeenies]

Hii babe💕 i hope you’re doing well ✨ i was wondering if you knew anything about donovans groupies, if he ever had any or not 🙌🏻

Thank you and have a nice day 💘✨

Hi darling, thank you for your lovely message ✨💖✨

Actually we are not very familiar with Donovan, so we went to Who's Dated Who website and checked what it says in there (it is a website where all the information is added by fans/users so sometimes is not very complete or up to date for some celebrities).

In there, it says he dated actress and singer Dana Gillespie, but it doesn't say when nor any details.

From 1965 to 1970 he dated Enid Karl, a model who actually is the mother of Ione Skye and Donovan Leitch Jr.

The information on the site goes as follows: "[Donovan] Leitch’s parents met in Los Angeles in 1965; Enid Stulberger worked at the Whisky, and Donovan was headlining there on his first U.S. tour. They broke up when their son was a toddler, and the two Donovans didn’t reconnect until the boy was in his late teens".

Then, on Ione Skye's wikipedia it says: "Skye's parents were separated at the time of her birth [4th September 1970], and she was raised by her mother, having little to no contact with her father".

Then, 1968 he fell in love with model Jenny Boyd. By then she actually had given up modelling and was working for the Beatles’ store The Apple Boutique. It was there that she met Scottish singer Donovan, who wrote that famous ballad with its lyrics,

‘Jennifer Juniper, lilacs in her hair

Is she dreaming? Yes, I think so

Is she pretty? Yes, ever so.’

‘He declared love,’ she smiles. But she wasn’t tempted.

Here's a photo of the couple at his Pre-Raphaelite style infrared photo shoot for his album, Wear Your Love Like Heaven, at Bodiam Castle, East Sussex. There is much more information in her biography Jennifer Juniper: A Journey Beyond the Muse.

Then, in 1970 he married actress Linda Lawrence (well, I know she is not a groupie of his, then, but I'd like to add here here as well).

"The two had met 4 years earlier [ca. 1967] (when Don became friends with Brian Jones) and he would continue to randomly meet Linda occasionaly through out the decade while she modeled in London. During those years, Donovan had tried repeatedly to court Linda, but she was reluctant as she still felt some attachment to Brian Jones for their son Julian's sake, even though the feelings were mutual. During a short time the late '60s, Linda and Julian would live in California, where for a period they shared in an apartment with fellow rock girlfriend Catherine James and her son. It wasn't until a year after Brian's death [he died on July 3, 1969] that Linda gave into to her attraction to Donovan and create a marriage that has lasted to this day.

After marrying Linda, Donovan officially adopted Julian as his son (and took his surname Leitch), and the couple also have two daughters, Astrella Celeste and Oriole Nebula. Linda has been Donovan's muse for over 40 years and songs such as ‘Catch the Wind’, ‘Sunshine Superman’, ‘Hampstead Incident,’ ‘Young Girl Blues’ , ‘Legend of a Girl Child Linda’ and ‘Lalena’ were written for her".

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That's all the information I could get, but I ampretty sire that great blogs like @groupiesoutrageously have tons of information and even more reliable and complete than what I've posted.

Thank you foryour question nonetheless!!!! Have a great day!!!! 💞🌾💞🌺💞🌻💞

[hollywoodcannon]

@amurderofcharacters​ submitted: 

“Dear Brian,

Happy birthday old man, you’re one year closer to ending up in the old folks home with me when our girl gets sick of our shit.

*last sentence is scribbled out*

I would never put you in an old folks home, don’t listen to him. I love you both.

Anyway, we love you so much that we found the cutest little friend just for you. We haven’t named her. Happy birthday, baby.

Love, your blondies.”

Happy Birthday, Brian!

It was better than that scene from Lady and the Tramp. A pretty bow around a cute little puppy then, a leather collar was used instead this time around, an adorable brown bundle nestled inside of a soft bed rather than a box. Though he was no Jim Dear, and neither Scott nor Raile could be a decent Darling, the two blondes had spoiled him so. Went above and beyond what they needed to for the sake of Brian’s birthday. Pampered him - their shared home would be filled with even more love and fond memories - indulged the more sensitive side. Made their unique family feel more so like a family, all they were missing was a white picket fence. 

Picking up the small creature from where she was cozy on the floor, eyes scanning every word of the accompanying note, glistening with happy tears, the Rogue Horseman nuzzled into the excited licks and fuzzy fur that wiggled its way into his embrace. She was adorable. Hyper and already curious, a touch wild and bold. Chocolate colored but with eyes so expressive, she was meant to be with the three troublemakers of ECW. Destined from the start; Brian, Raile, and Scott would care for her just as much as she would come to love each one of them. She was perfect. Brian could hardly contain his wide smile. 

Petting behind her ears, he said to the squirming pup in his arms, “she’s right, you know. Raile. We ain’t ever going into any assisted living facility. We’re gonna stay right here in this house, drive each other up the fucking walls, even at 80! You’re gonna be here, too. For a very, very long time. You’re a little silly thing, aren’t you? Come on, pup, let’s go get you one of Scotty’s socks to snack on before he gets home. It’s my birthday today. We’re gonna have a big feast, and I think you’re gonna be invited. What do you say?”

“You know what? I’m gonna call you Bailey. Yeah, Bailey’s a good name for such a sweet girl. Let’s go, Bailey. If we have time, and after you scarf down that sock I mentioned, I’ll show you some pictures of Raile and Scott. They’re a pair of true hotties. Hopefully, you’ll love them as much as I do.”

___

[huniebunny]

Hello!! I am here for a creepypasta match-up!!

First of all, before you do this, make sure you are healthy. Not hungry, thirsty, tired or stressed. Do not force yourself to do this request ^^ Right, here we go!

1. Prefered nicknames: - Babe / Baby - Honey - Sweetheart

2. Pronouns and age: - She/ her

- 18 and above mate!

3. Romantic Orientation - Heterosexsual

4. Appereance: - Imma just put a drawing of me heh

[ My hair is dark brown and eyes are the same color :D ]

5. Anything else:

- Personality- + witty + Independent + smart + Emotionally strong + a bit gullible I have a bit of an anger issue too. My friends describe me as the little sister and the big sister of the group. Kinda like, a dom with a sub personality? Yeah. I can be the mom sometimes tho. A bit complicated to be described? Yes, unless you really know me well. I can be protective if it is triggered. Creative, friendly and dark. I get dark when I feel like it. Saying I wanna die? I will. Feeling like to kick a ball to someones’s fence? Maybe would do it. When stressed, as in, very stressed I have a tendency to just, ignore my needs. I get very self distructive baby~ Can I be calm instead of energetic? i can!! Actually, i am most of the time :P I have body dysmorphia and general anxiety hehe. It triggers me when I am in a crownd of people? Am I agoraphobic as well? Not sure. BUT, I have trypophobia and atychiphobia (irrational and persistent fear of failing) I have a habit of holding back my feelings instead of taking it out. I tend to not care if I am angry or sad if I am busy tbh. It’s just that, I don’t see why i should even care about it? I care more fore others than myself. But, I am glad that my friends are helping me pvercome this problem of mine ^^ -General stuff- I am fond of coffee and tea, very. Also fond of people taller than me hahah. I love to study!! Reading, writing, piano playing, drawing, studying and archery are my fav hobbies. I love vibing to songs and slightly swaying my body to it. Classical, swing, rock, name the genre and I would listen to it. Fact: I watch BTS, K-drama, Minecraft youtubers and anime. I have a favoutite jacket, it’s dark blue in color, Airism, Uniqlo. I just- i get uncomfortable slighty when without it.

What do I look for in someone to love? How do i act with someone I love? Love language? I would look for someone who is both intellegent yet challenging. Someone who is patient, open-minded and witty. Charming, wether naturally or intentionally, I don’t care haha. When I love someone, I literally would listen to them and their problems and such. I would care for them a lot. My love language is quality time and physical touch. I would love to spend time with my s/o. I get lonely- ok, truth to be told, I am always lonely and it feels normal to me, so, if I am without my s/o most of the time, I wouldn’t mind. But, it would make me happy if he makes up for it in anyway. Cuddling is a fav. Kiss me till i fall asleep or something. Just love me in anyway, when you can :] Make me feel great if you don’t mind-

That’s all! Hope it is not too much!! DO NOT PRESSURE YOUR SELF HSHSHSH. HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT DAY AND TAKE CARE!!

-noonie-

You’re Matched With…

Brian Thomas/Hoodie !!!

What's your relationship to them?

Lover | Friend | Family | Acquaintance | Annoyance | Rival | Enemy

How did you meet?

He managed to get away from the group for a moment at some small, hole-in-the-wall café. He was only going to get something to walk out with, when he heard the strangest argument. He peeked over his shoulder to see you and your friend arguing over whether you deserved some help. He ordered and figured he’d make himself a little friendly while he waited.

First impressions?

He thought the argument was interesting, and almost familiar to a memory he can’t quite grasp. Sure, he was a little weird about just walking up to your table, but he just wanted to find out what exactly was happening. When he heard you were refusing help, he lightly flicked your forehead. “Stop that. Get some help.”

General Dynamic:

It’s not often he gets to see you again, but whenever he’s in your area, he looks for you first.

And you better be glad he thinks you’re cute because your self-deprecation and self-destruction weighs something heavy on his heart.

He’ll literally pick you up out of your comfortable spot without a care if you’re still working. You will take care of yourself when he’s around.

Any chance he gets, he holds you close to his side as if to protect you.

And you can almost swear you can hear his heartbeat through your shoulder.

He’ll sit back and watch as you dive into your interests. He loves the passion that fills your eyes when doing the things you love.

It doesn’t take long for him to love you, and every part of you.

Nor does it take long for him to confess through whispering his eternity against your neck, voice in a low drawl.

TMI:

And that’s something he does a lot. Whispers to you, like everything he could possibly say is meant for your ears only.

He’ll press his lips against your skin, anywhere he can reach, and he’ll whisper about everything and nothing at once. (Bonus points that you allow him to do so some place you’re insecure about)

He mutters how beautiful you are like it’s a blessing. A prayer treasonous to his loyalty for his boss.

He both holds you tight and keeps you far out of harm’s way.

And during those cold nights when you're asleep and he has to leave, he makes sure your jacket smells like him. He lays it over your shoulders to wake up to him still.

Other notes:

I’ve always pictured Brian to be the most passionate romantically out of the group. He’s charming and more awake than Tim/Masky, and can keep his head cool in most cases than Toby and Kate. He wants you near, but he has to keep you safe too.