#15 year old me is screaming and crying and throwing up

[125bluemachine125]

I have the need to read a Rom-com where Reader and Bruce have been raising the kids together but aren’t in a relationship. She is his assistant, a good friend if you stretch it, and the tension has been visible to everyone. Bruce knows that she knows he is Batman, but they’ve never acknowledged it. They are so committed to maintaining a good work dynamic that their feelings have remained unspoken.

The kids want them to be together, but both are so stuck in their dynamic that no plan works. Even the old ladies of society have bets on when himbo Brucie Wayne will realize he has a winner at his side. They absolutely take offense when manwhore Bruce Wayne invites another lady to a gala.

“I don't know how you keep up with him, sweetheart.”

Reader thinks they’re talking about work, but the ladies just keep glaring at Wayne (sometimes even Jason joins them. Bruce has a hate club? He's in).

Here’s where the K-drama plot twist comes in: she sends in her two weeks’ notice. Bruce is devastated, trying to throw money at the problem, and everyone thinks she’s quitting because she’s tired of cleaning up Bruce’s mess and waiting for a man who’s never told her he’s in love with her. But that’s not it; Reader has finally reached her money goal and is retiring 15 years ahead of schedule! She’s going to travel and drink so many daiquiris!

Even after she shares her plan, everyone insists she’s leaving because of heartbreak. But she’s fine! Yes, she loves her boss, but she never deceived herself into thinking they’d start a relationship. She loves him, but her life doesn’t revolve around that. She’s perfectly fine on her own.

So while she’s at her happiest, Bruce is at his lowest. Still, he does nothing, because he believes she’s better off without him.

What makes Bruce get his act together?

“Where are you going, kids? And in tuxedos?”

“God, you never listen!"

" To the wedding. Jason is walking Reader to the altar.”

Bruce? devastated.

The kids? confused by his reaction while Cassandra signs to hurry up.

It’s not a real wedding; it’s a school project, a short film for Damian’s art class. None of the other moms from his classmates wanted to be filmed, so of course he asked Reader. She has acted like their mom at school events for years.

While everyone enjoys the day filming, Bruce is spiraling, gripped by a fierce need to disrupt the wedding... but does Reader even love him? He knows he hasn’t been fair, dating other women and expecting Reader to always be there.

But this is nothing like the two weeks’ notice. He at least had the assurance she’d stay in his life through the kids. But a wedding? That’s it... if she marries is over, it’s really over.

Before he knows it, he’s running, takes his fastest car, and calls Barbara, begging for the kids’ location. (She’s so confused by the urgency; didn’t anyone tell him where the shoot was?)

So Bruce Thomas Wayne storms into the church barefoot, in sweatpants, a white T-shirt, messy hair, and screaming at the top of his lungs.

“I love you! I’ve always loved you! Please don’t leave me...”

A loud noise resounds. Reader’s wedding dress starts to turn red with blood, and Bruce loses it, screaming for someone to call 911. He gathers her in his arms, ugly crying, begging her to forgive him, to stay with him.

“Damn it, Father! You ruined the scene!”

They were filming a horror film.

“Please tell me you filmed everything!” hollers Jason. “The old crones are gonna love this!”

“Does this mean Bruce is a pick me girl?” asks Duke.

“Nah, this means he is an idiot,” answered Stephanie.

Cass just kept giggling quietly with a big smile.

“I waited years for this!” proclaimed Dick in tears.

Tim? He just sips his coffee, satisfied that Damian asked him to be his photography director, because sure as hell he got all the right angles.

So while Bruce is catching that all this is a production, Reader is laughing in his arms with delight.

“I love you too, Bruce.”

The kids know he is gonna forgive the humiliation, because the next thing the camera is filming is both of them kissing.

So while Reader doesn’t get to take her long trip, she ends up drinking daiquiris with Bruce on their honeymoon.

[lvllns]

guys i’m so happy

[afterlifeoftheparty]

my chemical romance opened every show of their tour with their new song the foundations of decay released in 2022. Crazy sentence

[that0nebird]

Mass effect writers when I catch you when I catch you when I catch you-

[lizardho]

Another instance of me just grossly misinterpreting things was when I was 12 and I had my first Worthiness Interview (my inner Rogerian therapist is crying in utter despair at that name btw) and because Mormons are fucking juvenile slopfarts who can never just say things clearly, I totally did not realize that when the guy giving me the fucking interview asked “Do you…um, haha, I mean, do you, ya know?...Um, like, ya know, engage in self-gratification?” that he meant “Hey, you jorkin’ it?” and I interpreted that as “Do you do things that make you feel good?” And I was like “Yeah, all the time!” Because of course I do! I eat food I like, I play fun video games, I spend time with my siblings, I watch T.V., I have friends I talk to at school, I am near-constantly self-gratifying. And because this little nut weasel was too chickeshit to just Say The Fucking Thing he thought that I had just confessed to The Sin Second to Murder and immediately says “Hahah, hey, that’s OK, a lot of people do that! But God doesn’t want us to, because it’s wrong to do that, so you need to stop to be temple worthy.” And my gender dysphoric ass did NOT know what masturbating was and so I fully thought he was saying “Don’t do things that are fun!” and I believed him, because a) Why would he lie? And b) The scriptures SAY that the natural man is an enemy to God, AND and c) I kept getting told that when shit was hard and unpleasant because of my faith that it was good. That God was happy when I stayed faithful and suffered immensely, because that was The Right Thing To Do. So I went from 12-15 years old feeling guilty any time I did ANYTHING I liked before we got a new guy doing the interviews who wasn’t a coward and could ask the question directly and I was like “No” and he was like “Cool, any questions for me?” and I said, “Yeah, what happened to the self-gratification question?” and he said “Oh, that means masturbating.” And internally I was screaming and crying and pissing and shitting and throwing up because NO THE FUCK IT DOES NOT mean that. And I had been saying “yes” to that for years when I didn’t even know what masturbating was because I thought Jesus hated it when I was happy.

[jihyoruri]

ofc!!! and thank you so much!!

THINGS IN AESPA!YNS CAMERA ROLL ✮

#01. a video of ningning putting a whole bunch whipped cream in yn’s mouth to the point that yn starts choking on whipped cream

#02. a video that giselle took of jimin walking up to yn who laid on her back on the floor and snatched the blunt out of yn’s mouth.

#03. a video of her practicing her high note in drama

#04. a video that mark took of yn who sat on his bed ( “I actually need to shit so bad” “not in my house bro.”)

#05. a video that yn screen recorded that a fan took of her tripping at a award show with the caption “my fav loser”

#06. a photo of yn holding bada’s bangs up against the dancers will.

#07. a video from when yn was 10 that was taken by paparazzi of her and her siblings golfing.

#08. a video of yn and johnny doing karaoke singing bring me to life.

#09. a video of yn and mark standing in front of an abandoned toilet outside that yn set on fire.

#10. a video ryujin took of yn who sat at her set up playing gta with mark as yn and mark yell and scream while they got shot up trying to make a drug deal (you can hear ryujin’s laughs in the background)

#11. a photo of yn crying while standing beside tiffany from snsd (her ultimate bias)

#12. a video that winter took of yn falling at the skate park

#13. a video of yn covering in my dreams by rv

#14. a photo of yn and karina while they were filming the drama mv.

#15. a video of mark filming his tv as he laughs at yn with her family on the news doing holiday greetings, making fun of the families english accents when they speak in english.

#16. a video of yn trying to play fight with bada.

#17. a video from when yn was 12 and was standing behind her dad with the rest of her family as he did a press conference and she thought it was good idea to throw up a gang sign which resulted with her mom slapping her hand and her siblings laughing quietly.

#18. a photo that giselle took of yn after finding yn passed out on the floor of her bedroom with a bag cheetos on her stomach and a bottle of milkis.

#19. a video that mark took of yn falling down the stairs while bada helps her up.

#20. a video of 9 year old yn pushing her dad in the pool.

#21. a photo of yn kissing yunjin’s cheek.

#22. a video of karina kissing yn while yn tried to film a fake vlog on her phone.

#23. a video that mark took of yn who kept making fun of taeyong’s “BOW BOW BOW.” trend.

#24. a photo of yn and tyler the creator throwing up their middle fingers when she met him when she was like 14.

#25. a photo of yn lifting up her shirt to show fans her South Park belt.

[jianghushenanigans]

In defence of Shan Gudao

I can hear what you’re thinking. “Shan Gudao??? What the fuck is wrong with you???”

In my defence. Well. People defend the actions of villains who have done much worse with less valid motivations.

Look at him. He's crying. (Granted he's about to throw his son in a murder pit but still.)

TO CLARIFY I am not denying that Shan Gudao did things that are bad. He’s in general not a great guy. I’m just saying that a lot of what he does is reasonably understandable given everything that happens to him. This is very tongue-in-cheek and should only be taken as seriously as you want to. But also I’d kill for more fics/meta/etc that dealt with Shan Gudao as a 3D character with complex motivations (Which he can be!!!!! If you try hard enough!!!!!)

Warning: here be spoilers. (Obviously)

Things that Shan Gudao does that are Not Good: abandoning his preganant not-girlfriend; bullying a disabled child; joining the evil foreigners; not dying even when he said he did; killing his shifu; and throwing his son in a murder pit.

Abandoning his not-girlfriend and unborn child

To begin: casual sex is not a crime. Sleeping with the girl who won’t stop following you around and is clearly has a crush on you a bit of a dick move, but the first thing Shan Gudao actually says to He Xiaolan, as per the flash back, is something along the lines of ‘you’re bad at martial arts and should go home’. He’s not her keeper, he’s not her babysitter, he’s not her lover. She falls in love with him – because she’s into negging, apparently – but they don’t actually have any sort of two-sided relationship going on at any point.

(And honestly who can blame her for falling in love. The man looks like this. He should never have grown that moustache.)

He Xiaolan returned to Tianji Manor ‘heartbroken and pregnant’. But, notably, she didn’t actually tell Shan Gudao about Fang Duobing. He didn’t know his son even existed. This screams, ‘he finally agreed to sleep with her after she kept following him around, and when he still didn’t return her feelings after that she realised it was over and finally gave up’. He didn’t abandon her: she left him. If she left him because he didn’t return her feelings, this… isn’t really his fault? The most he could be blamed for is not communicating his feelings but honestly we don’t get to see much of them at all and what we do hear about them suggests that He Xiaolan was the one doing the chasing and he wasn’t encouraging her.

Sidebar: I’m aro + ace and the idea of blaming Shan Gudao for not returning He Xiaolan’s feelings makes me feel kinda ill. To clarify I am not blaming He Xiaolan in this situation either. It’s fucky for everyone involved.

Also, Shan Gudao did not grow up with healthy relationships to model. We don’t know much about his upbringing other than that he was living on the streets until he was around 12 or 15 or however the timeline works when Qi Mushan found Li Xiangyi, and even if we did know about that, he doesn’t remember it. The only ‘romantic’ relationship he has actually ever seen is whatever the hell was going on between Qi Mushan and Qin Po. He might not have even recognised that He Xiaolan actually had romantic feelings about him, because his only example was a couple who used their two disciples as a way of fighting each other.

And finally regarding this point: eight years after Fang Duobing is born, when Shan Gudao finds out that he does in fact have a son, he wants to take him with him. This is not the move of someone who willingly abandoned his pregnant not-girlfriend. Obviously he does change his mind when he actually meets Fang Duobing, which leads us to…

Bullying his disabled eight year old son

Yeah this one’s pretty indefensible, other than the fact that Shan Gudao never had a father/uncle/shifu/parental figure who ever said anything nice to him either so he didn’t really know any better. This is a reason but not a justification. Stop being an arsehole to the child.

Joining Feng Qing and the Nanyin rebels and attempting to take the throne

Picture, for a moment, that you woke up with no memories in some guy’s house, and he says he’s your shifu now, and this 5 year old who says you’re his older brother. And then your shifu begins training you and it’s not only immediately obvious that this 5 year old is better than you at martial arts, but also your shifu does not like you and does not want you in his house and only took you in because of this child who he thinks is the best thing that ever happened to him. And you grow up and this child continues to show you up in every way and gets lots of praise for it and your shifu thinks you’re such a burden to train he gives you to his wife so they can use the children as a way to compete with each other.

And then you leave home and some guy sees this token which is literally the only thing you own that you had with you when you woke up with no memories, and says ‘You’re important. You’re the person we’ve been looking for all this time. We want you with us. You deserve the world’.

Like, I’m sorry. Who wouldn’t say yes in this situation? Shan Gudao, neglected and ignored and alone in the jianghu, was ripe to be groomed for this sort of thing. Why wouldn’t he get swept up in the daze of finally being someone that mattered to someone other than a child?

As far as literally everyone other than his shifu and shiniang are aware, Feng Qing is telling him the truth. But because they didn’t bother to tell even Li Xiangyi about this, let alone the other boy they didn’t even want, there was literally no way anyone could have known any better.

And the truth is, the descendant of Consort Xuan/Nanyin heir did have a right to the throne by blood in a way that the present Emperor of Da Xi very much did not. And how would Nanyin get the throne back if not by a coup? If the heroes had been the ‘true heirs’ to a throne then the coup would have been presented as a good thing to do. But I digress.

Joining Feng Qing and attempting to claim the throne he was led to believe was rightfully his actually makes sense given everything we know about Shan Gudao. They gave him a family and a home in a way that the dysfunctional shit going on on Yunyin Mountain never managed to provide.

Faking his own death

Technically not really a crime. Yeah Li Xiangyi got a bit sad about it but then we wouldn’t have got to see Cheng Yi weeping as he cradled his shixiong’s corpse in his arms. So really, we should all be thanking Shan Gudao for his totally normal and rational plans.

Killing his shifu

This is, technically, the worst crime that Shan Gudao actually commits. This being said. Looking at it from Shan Gudao’s point of view, Qi Mushan deserved it actually. I have already ranted about the fucked up way Qi Mushan and Qin Po raised their disciples and especially Shan Gudao and there’s no need to rehash all of it. But there are always a few extra things I have to say about Shan Gudao and his fuck-ass shifu.

At the end when Shan Gudao is, unsurprisingly, having a massive breakdown about how everything he has been told and made part of his personality for the past twenty years has all be a lie, Li Lianhua says ‘no one was ever competing with you’. And to an extent this is true. Li Xiangyi was not competing with him, from his point of view: they were just training together. But Qi Mushan and Qin Po were competing with each other using him. For Li Xiangyi, the younger child, the always-victor, this had the effect of bolstering his pride and arrogance, but being young (and proud and arrogant) he wouldn’t necessarily have noticed anything else about it. For Shan Gudao, who was forced to always compete with this child he could never beat, who was the tool that meant Qin Po would never be able to win? No wonder this fucked him up immensely.

When Qin Po finally decides to bother telling Li Lianhua about his heritage, she looks at Shan Gudao and LAUGHS at him and says ‘do you really think you were a nobleman from Nanyin? You were just a little beggar Qi Mushan and I took from a group of beggars’. Like wow, I can’t believe you have delusions of grandeur despite the fact that everyone in a position to know anything about you either refused to tell you anything or genuinely believed what they told you to be true. You pathetic beggar child. You should have known your place.

He should have killed her also xoxox

Throwing Fang Duobing into his torture-dungeon-pit-thing

This was also reasonably uncalled for. He’s not a particularly great dad. Do we blame this on the fact that Fang Duobing, like everyone else, chose Li Xiangyi over Shan Gudao? (If so that’s definitely on Shan Gudao, no wonder he didn’t pick you, stop bullying children) Or do we blame this, once again, on his shifu and shiniang using him as a tool to fight each other with? I will choose the latter for the sake of making a point.

ONE FINAL NOTE

Shan Gudao was looking after Li Xiangxian and Li Xiangyi on the streets. This child in episode 30, who is buying food for Li Xiangyi,

is the same as this child in episode 39, who is Shan Gudao.

He’s not someone who was inherently incredibly selfish. He wouldn’t have wasted his own resources on taking care of an unrelated child otherwise. He got an illness that gave him a brain injury bad enough that he forgot his entire past, and then was raised in competition with Li Xiangyi, however much Li Xiangyi was unaware of it.

In conclusion: everything is Qi Mushan’s fault. Thank you for coming to my TED talk

[anon-brunette]

i’m crying screaming and throwing up. nora needs to write a book of pure fluff to make up for what she’s put me through. mind you, i started this series AT 15 YEARS OLD!!!

[bokettochild]

screaming crying throwing up my favorite movie series of all time is 15 and I remember when it came out and I am not okay! I feel old! Does anyone else feel old? What do you mean that was fifteen years ago? I was still sleeping on a bunk bed back then? I wasn't even in highschool! How dare it grow up and get older and make me come along and get old beside it! Those were my baby boys and they're GROWN now!!!!

[piastrislocss]

Superdad - TAA

Pairing: Trent Alexander Arnold x reader

Warnings: none!

Summary: You and Trent have a daughter and even though being a mother gets super hard sometimes, superdad is there to save you! ❤️

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Your 3 year old daughter, Tammy, was a (im)perfect mix of you and your husband Trent. She had mostly his looks and her character was literally half yours and half his. But, this could unfortunately cause problems, especially for you.

You see, Tammy is of course a daddy’s girl. Trent can’t help but spoil her in every way possible (just like he has been doing with you since you have met 5 years ago). Since both of you have quite distinctive characters, she definitely knows how to throw a tantrum. Just like she has done right now.

You were supposed to go to work, but Tammy just wouldn’t stop crying. She was used to Trent taking her to kindergarten every morning, but today he had to get to the Axa training center earlier than usual, so you were supposed to get her dressed and take her on your way to work. But Tammy wasn’t pleased with the way you did her hair, the way you dressed her, the pancakes you have made for her and basically with the fact that you were taking her instead of Trent himself.

“I’m not going anywhere! You can’t force me to do anything!” She screamed at you as she started taking off her shoes one by one, clumsily (taken after you). “Baby I know you wanted daddy to take you but he had to leave earlier. I’m sorry but I can’t change that and I can’t just leave you here”. You tried to reason her, but she just wouldn’t listen. “I’m not going anywhere until daddy comes home!” She screamed, crying as she stormed to her room.

You were utterly exhausted and didn’t know what to do anymore. You had to be at work 15 minutes ago. You knew she wouldn’t stop making a problem out of this but you couldn’t miss a day of work and you couldn’t let her get everything her way every time she wanted to. You tried calling Trent’s mother and his younger brother but they were all too busy to come and help you. You considered calling Trent but didn’t want to bother him. He had a tendency to think if you called him during practice it was a literal emergency and someone was dying, so he’d rush home straight away without even having to pick up the phone (idiot).

After trying to get her to go another 2 times, trying 5 separate outfits and making another batch of pancakes, you had given up. You were taking off your work clothes and, out of frustration, crying. (With a tub of ice cream, of course:) )

With the sounds of you crying on one side of the house and your daughter on the other, Trent entered the house. You didn’t even realise. Why would you, it was 10 in the morning and he wasn’t supposed to be home before 1 pm, at least.

“Yellow submarine, yellow submarine- Hey honey, why are you home?” Trent entered the house singalonging, confused to see you at home, on the couch with a tub of ice cream in your hand at 10 in the morning. “And why are you crying baby, is everything okay?” “No” You sobbed into your chin, not even knowing what to tell him.

“Is that Tammy crying over there? Why is she still at home?” He asked but you wouldn’t stop crying. He hugged you and kissed your forehead, standing up. “I’m gonna go there and see what’s going on. Please, relax a bit. Okay?” You nodded as you continued sobbing. watching him leave to the child’s bedroom.

*Knock knock* “Tammy baby is everything okay?” He entered the room, seeing your daughter in distress, half clothed in a pink dress and half i na purple jumpsuit. “Baby what’s the matter. Did you get in a fight with your mom?”

Tammy didn’t say anything, just looked at the ground and at some point stopped crying. “Baby you know you can’t fight with your mom. Your mom is always right, she knows what’s best. What happened?” He sat down in front of her, trying to get a look into her eyes. “It wasn’t that daddy I-“

“I was just angry because I wanted you to take me to kindergarten” Trent’s face shifted from a serious and worried one into a smile. “Oh is that so?” “Yes! She didn’t do my hair right, her clothes combinations were so bad and even the pancakes were bad! You do it way better.”

Trent chuckled. He didn’t do any of these things better than you. The hair, maybe, but other than that he was terrible at all those things. He just learned how to do them so you wouldn’t have to get up too early in the morning and somewhere in that process she chose to love it more than she loved yours.

“Okay baby listen. Now, mommy is very upset. So here’s what we’ll do. You get this clothing mess in order and brush your teeth while I go talk to her. Then I’ll do your hair and clothes and all three of us will go out for breakfast. Does that sound okay?”

“Will there be pancakes?” She said in a half sad tone, which made Trent say through a chuckle “Yes, yes. There will be pancakes. Now go get ready you squirrel.” This nickname always made Tammy chuckle and she did, in fact get up and got ready.

“Babe, is everything okay?” You heard Trent say while wiping your last tears away. “I’m a terrible mother Trent. I sometimes think she doesn’t even love me” You started crying again. “Oh no baby that’s not true! Come here, let me tell you something” He said as he took your head and put it on his chest. You continued sobbing there as he started talking.

“When Tammy first got here I was so scared. The first night at the hospital was the scariest night of my life. Thinking about all the responsibilities and how I’d have to actually raise a human being was so scary. But somewhere along the way I realised - she is just a little friend of mine I have to take a lot of care of. Like a drunk Nuñez kind of friend.” You chuckled. How could he be like this in such a serious situation and still always make you laugh.

“Anyway, the point being, she still doesn’t know or understand a lot of things. You think i know how to make pancakes girl? They suck. But she just loves them because she loves spending time with me. You see her more than me and those silly pancakes and that silly hair and dressing process matter to her because that’s how we spend our quality time together. It doesn’t mean she loves me more or that she doesn’t love you. It just means we will both have different rituals with her the other won’t be able to fulfil. And that’s totally okay.”

You nodded through little sobs which were already dying down. You looked him in the eyes and realised how much you loved him. He smiled and caressed your thigh with his hand, giving you a little wink and a kiss on the cheek. “Come on, go get ready. I’m taking you girls out on breakfast for some real pancakes not that shit I feed you every morning with.” You chuckled again as he gave you a peck, lifting you up off of the couch and encouraging you to leave to get ready to go out.

Trent did her hair just how she liked it, matched her outfit to his (and then made you match with them too). When you all got ready you went for a great walk downtown with the best pancakes ever. Even though he wasn’t always there and sometimes made it hard in you, he really was a super dad.

[marvel-and-chicago-fan]

Break Through Au

Word Count: 1.6k

Summary: You go out ice skating on the lake with your brothers and Things don’t go as planned for you three

Warnings: CPR/Death, Falling through Ice, Hospitals, Yelling

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You were on the ice with your brothers Will and Jay, even though you weren’t allowed to, you guys still went regardless.

It was 10pm, no one would be out here to get in your way or yell at you to get off the ice.

“Cmon Y/n/n, it's better out here” Jay said while attempting to slide farther out to the lake. 

“I don’t know Jay, I kinda wanna stay over here. That way I get off easier than struggling to get off if I'm way over there.” you shrugged.

“Alright then, me and will be over there if you need us' ' He pointed towards the middle of the lake.

“Alright, I’m just gonna slide around.” You shivered. Maybe I should work more layers. You thought to yourself.

After a while you got bored and decided to go over to Will and Jay who were “fighting�� over who got the better hockey stick.

Will pulled out his phone and checked the time. “Guys it’s 11 o'clock, she should head home now, if we all get a cold moms gonna know that we went outside without asking her, especially if Y/n gets sick”

“But I'm getting good at hockey,” you whined.

Will and Jay just have you that look. “Alright alright let’s go” You caved.

Because your brothers were better on ice than you were, they went up ahead of you. 

“GUYS! I'M NOT AS FAST AS YOU SLOW DO-“ Before you could finish your sentence a loud Crack interrupted you.

That made the two Halstead brothers come to a halt and turn around to you. “No,” Jay whispered. “Y/n don’t move, just stay still we’ll come to you”

Before you could say anything the Ice broke.

Jays pov:

“Y/N, SHIT NO” I screamed, my little sister just fell through the ice.

Me and Will immediately slide over to where she fell in and I immediately throw my whole arm in the freezing water to see if I can feel Y/n

“Give me your other arm so I can pull you once you get her!” Will shouts.

“Once I touch something that feels semi to a human arm I pull. I can tell it’s Y/n because once I pull I feel a bit of weight. 

“PULL WILL, PULL” 

Once we were towards the edge of the Lake I pick y/n up bridal style and rushed over to land.

“Put her down here.” Will says. 

“What the hell do we do?” I cry

“She’s not breathing, Jay, you need to run back to the house and call someone” Wills is studying medicine so he knows a couple of things about what to do in a life or death situation.

“WHO DO I CALL?” I shout

“I DO GIVE A FUCK, CALL 9-1-1 AND HURRY”

My body moves into autopilot as I’m running through the forest making sure I don’t trip on any rocks or roots. 

My legs are burning and I can’t breathe but I can’t stop, if I stop Y/ns gonna die and it’ll be all my fault.

As I reach the house I punch in the code to the door and run upstairs to my bedroom. 

I basically almost threw my  phone into the air while trying to pick it up.

“9-1-1 what’s your emergency?”

“It’s -it’s my sister, she fell into the lake and I don’t know if she’s breathing”

“Check if she has a pulse”

“My older brother is with her at the lake, he-he's studying medicine so he knows what he’s doing”

“What’s your name sweetheart?”

“Uhh jay, my names Jay”

“Alright Jay, How old is your sister and how long was she under water for?”

“I don’t- 5 minutes maybe, and her name is Y/n, but we all call her Y/n/n. I don't know what I’m gonna tell my mom, that my littler sister died because we didn’t listen to her?” I’m panicking.

“Jay, I’m gonna need you to take a deep breath, I have help coming on the way right now”

How did she get my location? I didn’t even tell her.

***

The paramedics arrived and Jay led them to the lake where Will was with you. 

Will did successfully get you back but you were still unconscious. 

Why didn’t we just listen?

***

“15 Year old Female Y/n Halstead, Hypothermia after falling through ice, Was unconscious on site and Has a history of Heart issues.” The paramedic listed off all the things

(Ik that Grey's anatomy is in Seattle but because the show is so old let’s just pretend that this happened with them, it’s been awhile since I’ve watched it so if I make mistakes Woops)

“Alright,on my count if we move her. 1…2…3”Alex said.

Alex looked you over and started telling Jo things to do. “I want a head Ct, Keep me updated on her temperature and get me Derek for a consult.” Jo nodded.

Jay and Will followed Dr. Karev outside. “Is she gonna be ok?” Jay asked.

“She’s not out of the woods yet, but we won’t know more until she wakes up which will be a couple of hours” 

***

“Jay Halstead and Will Halstead” A stern voice called to them that made them Gulp.

“What in the world happened, and why did the Atwater’s call me and say that something happened on the lake and I needed to come home?” Your Mom stoked with her hands on her hips.

Jay and Will glanced at each other and knew they had no way out of this so they just decided to tell the truth and get it over with.

“I have told you guys time and time again not to play on that lake during the winter,

If you want to go ice skating go to the bigger one. Y/n has been punished enough, and as for you too, just until we get home, me and your father Will real with you. Do you understand?”

“Yes mom,” The boys said together.

“Alright, either the Atwater’s or the Uptons are going to pick you guys up and take you home. I will stay here with your sister, your father should be at home by now”

“But mom-“ Jay said. “No buts, wait here”

***

It had been a couple of weeks since the incident and A lot had happened. 

You were on the News, people came to your school and spoke about Ice safety. Jay and Will were indeed grounded but only for two weeks. The lake was now closed off while they were still doing an investigation. Which you didn’t understand why because it’s not like anything else happened but it was whatever.

“Y/n hurry up you’re going to miss the bus!” Jay shouted from downstairs.

“HOLD ON IM COMING” You grabbed your backpack and ran down the stairs.

After getting all your stuff in your backpack you got all your stuff ready to walk to the bus stop.

“Alright, what’s the rules?” Will questioned you.

“No wandering off to the other lake, don’t take off my jackets unless I really need to and don’t get anything that will drop my body temperature” 

“Good.”

“Do you still have to put my hat and Jacket on for me? I’m 15 years old.”

“Because of recent events and mom being gone and I’m going to leave soon I need to make sure you're ok, plus your body temperature is still not to its normal temp yet so layers it is.” You rolled your eyes at what would be said.

“I will pick you up for your doctor's appointment maybe 30 minutes before school ends, and Jay will drop your lunch off at the front office” Will said as he started walking at the door. 

“Bye will see you later” 

Once Will was gone, you ate the last of your waffles and grabbed your hot chocolate or what Jays calls “Jay's famous Hot chocolate” but it tasted like any other drink.

***

“I miss having you out on the lake by the middle school” Your friend Ellie said.

“Me too, but ever since my mom died Will and Jay have been strict on what I can do since my dad won’t really do much and they're trying to get me to learn stuff before Will leaves for New York and Jay leaves to serve” You shrugged.

“But I did convince Jay to get you some fries and nuggets” You laughed 

“You are literally the best, I really didn’t feel like spending all my money in my account today” Yeah the school food was expensive but it’s because you guys had fast food restaurants in your cafeteria so I guess it made sense.

***

“Hey Nugget” Will greeted you as you got into the car.

“Hi Will, can we please get McDonald’s after my appointment?” 

“Sure, where’s Jay? I told him he could get out of school early since he has a free period this week.”

“He said he wanted to stay at school, so he’s probably just walking around the hallways or doing whatever Jay does” You shrugged.

You thought about it for a while, your life was somewhat falling apart. Will was leaving for New York. Jay was getting deployed so you weren’t gonna see him. And your mom was gone so all you had left was your Dad, and your dad wasn’t the best person now since your dad died.

“Hey Will?”You broke the silence 

“Yeah Nugget?” 

“I’m- I’m gonna miss you when you leave” Here comes the water works.

“Me too Y/n me too”

Life from now on was going to be way different for you , and everyone around you knew that. You were going to get through it and it was going to be Ok. Right?

Well that’s at least what you thought…

[a-bitch-made-fullmetal]

it's actually quite interesting how your relationships to characters change as you grow older. I was 15 when I first got into Fullmetal Alchemist and could relate to Ed because like. angsty 15 year old attracts angsty 15 year old.

now ten years have passed and I spend most of the time I think about Ed either 1) screaming crying throwing up over that little 15 year old baby who is so so traumatised or 2) staring at the ceiling and contemplating post canon Ed and all the ways he has to heal and change and grow in order to find real, long lasting happiness.

meanwhile 15 year old me was just going "hmmm. but what if Even Worse things happened to him ?" GIRL WHAT IF THEY DIDN'T !!

[lady-of-ocs]

My throat hurts, I'm back at school, but at least there's Haikyuu

Hellooooooo world. Throat is feeling funky today but I shall persevere. I started season 4 the other day! I'm going into episode 5 I think? I'll watch more later. Might make cocoa for my throat. Anywho. THOUGHTS ON THE EPISODES I'VE WATCHED SO FAR.

Alright, first of all, I don't really hate or love the new animation style of this season. I miss the old one, yes, but this one isn't the worst thing to ever exist or anything. Except for what they did to my beautiful boy, Asahi. I miss the gorgeous man bun angel baby. He's still there but he's also not, you know what I mean?

The whole height measuring thing is such a small scene but it's just so funny. We love to see Yamaguchi hyping up Tsukishima about his height. And Tsukki looks so proud of it, too. They are very close to the top of my Favorite Haikyuu Friendships list. AND ALSO.

THIS FUCKING SCENE. Obviously I've seen it before but I just. UGHHHH I LOVE THEM SO SO MUCH. You see more of the younger Kei when he was softer and less salty when he's just with Tadashi. It says so much about their friendship and Kei's comfort with Tadashi. His content little smile just melts my entire heart. Crying screaming throwing up over them. My notes literally say "Cradling them gently in my hands because GOD I love these two." and that's so real of me

So, I knew about Hinata crashing the first year camp at Shiratorizawa prior to watching season 4. I'd heard about the second hand embarrassment. I DID NOT KNOW IT WOULD BE THIS BAD HOLY FUCK. Tsukki's got a mantra of "you don't know him" going on loop in his head and I'd be right there with him because OH MY GOD. HINATA, HONEY. PLEASE. YOU'RE KILLING ME HERE. And here's the thing, I get that he's unhappy about not getting invited to either training camp. I imagine that it's a big blow to his confidence to have two of his peers get these great opportunities based on how skilled they are and not be invited himself. He's worked just as hard as they have. And Kageyama's comment of "see you at the top" when Hinata was clearly upset surely didn't help (something about it felt especially mean to me. Like, somehow the meanest thing he's said to Hinata even though it's not). BUT COME ON BABE YOU HAVE TO TAKE THE LOSS HERE. BALL BOY ARC YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE ME OUT. And so many of the things he does at the camp just make me curl in on myself. I would not be caught dead acting like that (but to be fair, he's like 15 and I'm in my 20s so I'd hope I was more mature than him). He also made me a little sad several times. Like, Hina baby you are breaking my heart but you did this to yourself holy shit.

Side note: I don't know the name of the guy but one of them has the same English VA as Reki from Sk8 the Infinity and I heard him talk and it took me the fuck out. Hello sweetie. Glad to hear you here.

Hinata getting scolded back to back to back TOOK ME OUT. Could not be me. I'd be crying. And to be fair, it seems like he was about to when he was talking to Tanaka. But Nishinoya appeared and made him feel better and I was so gratefully. I don't like seeing my kids cry.

They haven't shown as much about Kageyama and the National Youth Intensive yet, but I enjoy that a lot more. Far fewer second hand embarrassment moments over on Kageyama's side. Him setting too high because he's used to setting for Hinata was both embarrassing but also oddly endearing? He adjusted, of course (he's an excellent player and can adjust when he needs to), but he's so used to setting for Hinata that his muscle memory automatically wants to set the way he would for Hinata. Not sure how to explain it but yeah. I'm enjoying all of the new characters very much, also. Idk the little white haired bird-looking boy's name yet but I like him. I'm in awe of your skills if that makes you feel any better, sweetie. AND I SEE ATSUMU!!!! Fuck you Miya Atsumu <3

TENDŌ! TENDŌ! TENDŌ! TENDŌ! I WAS SO FUCKING HAPPY TO SEE MY BOY. I LOVE HIM THE MOST ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ He brings me such immense joy and I'm so happy he's here. He better come back. HIS LAUGH WHEN HINATA TOLD HIM THAT HE CRASHED THE CAMP. I LOVE HIM. HE'S LIKE KUROO WITH HIS FUCKING HYENA LAUGH. Nobody talk to me while I swoon over Semi Eita. Kicking my feet and twirling my hair. Tendō also in the background making me laugh. Does this boy have bones? He doesn't move like he does.

OBSESSED with the way Tendō is grabbing onto Ushi’s jacket here. Just. I don't even know what to say about it. It's such a small gesture but it's so cute. Tendō, I love you. And Ushiwaka, I love you too for allowing it to happen.

... So I don't know about you but I don't personally look at my platonic friends like this. NO I'M SERIOUS. WHAT IN THE HOMOSEXUALS IS HAPPENING HERE. I WAS SO DISTRACTED BY HOW TENDŌ IS LOOKING AT USHIJIMA IN THIS SCENE THAT I DON'T EVEN FUCKING REMEMBER WHAT USHIJIMA WAS ACTUALLY SAYING. GIVE ME A STRAIGHT EXPLANATION FOR THIS SCREENSHOT I DARE YOU.

I know we're focusing mostly on Hinata at this point in the season but I miss the rest of the team. I like that we occasionally jump back to see what they're doing (as film structure would call it: "meanwhile, back at the ranch"), though. Nishinoya knocking Tanaka over with his chaotic receives? Beautiful. You love to see it. No one being able to serve during that practice match? My dearest darlingest crows, what the hell happened there? Are you kids okay? But I'm sure once the camps are over, we'll be back with the team and I'll get to see all of my boys.

Tsukishima: “You wanna practice with me?” Me: TSUKKIIIIIIIIIII ❤️✨❤️❤️❤️❤️✨✨✨✨✨ I just love Tsukishima tbh. The fact that he's actually willing to practice with Hinata because he knows he can learn from it is soooooo much growth on his part. I'm very proud of him. And he's so smart <3 Salty as ever but very smart

So Kageyama is out here getting insulted and making enemies and Hinata is making friends. Love that for him honestly

So I'm going to take this time to talk about Hyakuzawa AKA 2 meter guy. He was absolutely shattering my heart. Like, STOP BEING MEAN TO HIM YOU GUYS HE'S TRYING HIS BEST 💔 That being said, HINATA IS SUCH AN UPLIFTING AND ENCOURAGING BABY I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️. I was so happy to see him stand there and encourage Hyakuzawa and actively help him out. Hinata really just goes and makes friends everywhere he goes and that makes me so happy. When Hyakuzawa actually got the ball up and it cut back to Hinata talking about it giving him time to rest and reset himself when he gets overwhelmed OH it got me. I was squealing about it at 2 AM. And then they high fived and I got really happy that Hinata made another friend. I love seeing him make friends. He's just human sunshine and we love to see it.

I'm starting classes tomorrow but I'll still be watching and posting about it every now and then. I should watch the dumpster battle movie again now that I have all the context. Anyway. Hope I feel better soon

[cnnamongirl]

LIAM AND A GROUPIE

#fanfichot

November 21, 2025

São Paulo is in complete chaos. Traffic is at a standstill because of people from other states heading to Morumbi. It’s tomorrow. Oasis is back, and on the 22nd and 23rd, they’ll be performing a massive show at São Paulo's stadium, wrapping up their commemorative tour after 15 years of separation.

Among the crowd are some fans over 40, but the majority are young people eager to fulfill the dream of seeing the Gallagher brothers perform live for the first time.

One of these young fans is Júlia, 20 years old. She embodies the typical Latin beauty: long, dark, wavy hair, tanned skin, and honey-colored eyes. She’s been a fan of the band since she was 10 when she would watch MTV after school and come across the music videos for Wonderwall and Don’t Look Back in Anger. That’s when she started Googling the Gallagher brothers and developed a platonic crush on Liam Gallagher.

Liam has a habit of interacting with young fans on Twitter, and Júlia spent countless nights hoping to get at least one reply from him. Frustrated at never getting his attention, she’s determined to at least get a hug from the musician this time.

The day of the show arrives. She’s staying at a nearby hotel with two friends and has already walked past the hotel where the band is staying several times, trying to find a service entrance or any way to get in touch with him. Júlia is nervous. Security guards are everywhere. Fans are screaming outside the hotel, singing the band’s songs, hoping to catch a wave or a smile from the band. They wave back and smile from the windows but are mainly focused on preparing for the two big shows ahead.

Some security guards left their posts to stop fans from trying to enter the hotel. That’s when Júlia slipped in through the service entrance. Distracting the guards, she managed to get into an elevator and head upstairs. She was trembling. What madness was she doing? What floor could they be on?

She thanked God for dressing well: a black satin dress that highlighted her curves, with her hair styled and makeup looking natural. She looked like a model—or at least, that was what she hoped to seem as she wandered through the hotel, trying to act casual in her quest to meet her platonic love.

At the hotel rooftop, there was a pool, dining tables, and several minibars. Walking further, she heard a heated argument. The male voice was unmistakably familiar. The female voice was somewhat unknown. There were loud exchanges. Suddenly, a door opened, and a slender woman with short, choppy hair stepped out, wiping tears from her eyes and heading quickly to the elevator. Júlia recognized her—it was Debbie, Liam Gallagher's fiancée and manager.

Why were they fighting? What had happened?

Hearing some sniffling from the room, Júlia cautiously stepped inside to see what was going on. There she found Liam, trying not to cry, keeping up his tough-guy demeanor as he opened a beer.

“Are you okay?” Júlia asked, her voice trembling with fear that he might throw her out. After all, she had just snuck into the hotel hoping for an autograph and a hug.

“What is this? What the fuck are you doing here?” he snapped, his tone sharp and irritated.

“Well… I… I saw Debbie walk past me crying, and—”

“What do you mean, Debbie was crying? Who are you, and what the fuck do you know about my woman and my life?” He glanced around, clearly searching for a security guard to remove her.

“Okay, I admit it. I’m a fan of yours… I came here to meet you. I thought you wouldn’t have a meet-and-greet after the show and—”

“Great, now I’m being followed,” he interrupted angrily. “As if I didn’t have enough problems already. Hang on; I’m calling someone to get you out of here.” He moved toward the door, irritation and disbelief evident on his face.

“Please, no,” Júlia begged, grabbing his arm as he tried to leave. “I just wanted to meet you. I didn’t come here to spy on your life or sell anything to the tabloids or whatever you’re thinking. I’ve been your fan for 10 years. You never respond to me on Twitter. I spent everything I had to be here. Don’t you think I deserve at least a hug?” Her voice cracked, her hands trembling as tears welled in her eyes.

Liam paused, studying her. He saw the sincerity in her expression, the way her eyes betrayed her emotions.

“Alright, kid… I’m sorry, I just—” he sighed deeply, rubbing the back of his neck, “I’ve got a lot on my plate right now.”

Júlia stepped closer, placing a gentle hand on his bearded face before wrapping her arms around him in a firm hug. Her head rested against his chest, and she inhaled his cologne, feeling his strong arms tentatively wrap around her in return. A shiver ran down her spine as his touch sent waves of emotion through her.

“You really came all this way and broke into a hotel just to meet me?” he asked, finally cracking a smile and letting out a laugh.

“Of course,” she replied, her cheeks flushed. “You never reply to me, so I figured this might be my only chance to talk to you in person, at least once in my life.” She looked up at him, memorizing every detail of his face.

“I’m sorry for being so harsh earlier…” he said, his tone softer now. “Debbie’s been stressed about the tour, and she takes it out on me sometimes… I’ll need to find her after I calm down.” He walked over to the minibar, pulling out two beers. “Want some?”

Júlia could hardly believe what was happening. An hour ago, she had snuck into a luxury hotel, ready to risk getting arrested, and now she was sharing a beer with her idol and crush.

They talked about music, Liam’s solo career, and how excited he was to reunite with his brother Noel and perform again. He admitted he was thrilled about the tour but also opened up about his frustrations in his personal life.

“You’ve been married a few times,” Júlia said casually. “Your ex-wives always say you were a good husband.”

“You read what my exes say about me?” he asked, raising an eyebrow, his voice slightly slurred from the alcohol.

A chill ran down Júlia’s spine. “Well… yeah… they said you were very loving and also, um, that you were very…” She hesitated, trying to find the right words.

Liam smirked, clearly enjoying her discomfort. “Very what?”

She was becoming less inhibited after her fifth drink, and before she could stop herself, she blurted out, “Very sexual.” Then immediately hid her face in her hands.

Liam chuckled, leaning back with a mischievous grin. “You’re curious about what my exes say about my sex life? Sounds like we’ve got something to unpack here… What do you know, then?”

“Uh… some groupies said you’re, um… good at…” Júlia trailed off, her face burning as she avoided his gaze.

“Good at what?” he teased, leaning closer with a playful smirk.

Júlia couldn’t take it anymore. “Okay! I read it because… I want to do it with you,” she confessed quickly, immediately regretting it.

“You think I’m irresistible, huh?” Liam said with a cocky grin. “So, tell me… what do you want me to do with you?”

- Some girls said you're really good at... ya know .. - she said feeling her face burn, Liam came closer and smells his neck, then ask im her ear

- that I'm good in go down in girls?

she felt a shiver in her whole body and awnser him with a moan - And you read it because you want I'll do it on you, right? - he ask kissing her neck

- Y- Yes - she said without thinking, losing her shame while the alcohol works in her blood - I want it so much

- I gonna decide if you deserve it - be said with a cocky smile

- no fucking way Liam, look about all I did for you - her voice was kinda desperately - I need to fell you, I've been thinking about it for years - she's already desperately in desire, wasn't afraid to tell him her dirty thoughts

- Ok I think you've convinced me," he said ”he smelled her neck once more, planted a few kisses, and then moved to julia's lips. His hands cupped her small face as his tongue explored her mouth. she kissed him back, pulling him closer, feeling desire take over her body. Liam pulled her even closer, and she felt his erection pressing against her stomach, causing her to let out a small moan.

He stood up, scooped her into his arms, and carried her to the bed. He laid her down, positioning himself above her, kissing her neck and all the exposed skin on her body. She felt his hands on the side zipper of her dress, sliding it off completely, revealing her small breasts. He kissed and gently sucked her nipples, his stubble brushing against the soft skin of her breasts and stomach, making her shiver and moan softly. It was going to happens what she had wished for years, not believing it could ever be real, was about to happen. He stopped kissing at her belly button and looked into her eyes. That look only he had, the one that could drive any woman crazy. He was magnetic, a sexual being, someone who could have anyone he wanted within minutes.

She whispered softly

- Pleaseee"

and he slowly slid off her lace white panties. He was already fully hard at the sight of Julia like that. He kissed her thighs before reaching his destination. she moaned loudly, feeling his mouth there.

This was her most forbidden desire, something she had shared only in her thoughts. And it was happening. She felt her body arch as she tugged at his hair, using it as an outlet for the sensations overtaking her. Her other hand gripped the sheets as she watched his beautiful face between her legs, that dangerous gaze.

She wanted to know if he was truly as good as people said, and he proved he was even more skilled than she had ever imagined. Julia felt her body ignite as she pulled him upward. She wanted to feel him inside her, to have him completely.

He got the message and began unbuttoning his pants, followed by removing his T-shirt. She pushed him onto the bed, where he lay in just black boxers, the last barrier between them. she straddled him, now taking the lead, kissing his body all over. Liam squirmed with desire; it had been so long since the last time he done this. He was crazy knowing how much younger women wanted him. Though he tried to avoid indulging in the thrill of it, it was impossible. He was used to being desired, but this time she seemed hungrier than the rest.

Liam watched as julia removed his boxers and smirked at the satisfied look on her face. - Is it how you imagined?" he asked sarcastically.

- I'm going to do everything I imagined to you now," she said, as she lowered herself onto him, making him groan loudly.

Liam held her waist, guiding her movements. She rode him, moaning louder with each thrust. She looked like a goddess, her long hair swinging, covering her small breasts, her sweaty body, eyes closed, and head tilted back as she fucked Liam Gallagher.

He was going mad with the sight of her. She opened her eyes and saw her dream coming true. the look of pleasure on Liam's face, his slightly open mouth, his gaze full of desire, and his scent filling the room.

His voice as he moaned her name was overwhelming. She couldn't take it anymore, and a wave of pleasure exploded through her. Moaning something incomprehensible, Julia climaxed on her ultimate fantasy. "Help me finish this, love," he said with a sly smile. "I'll make sure you won't have another kid with a couple of groupies this time," she replied, taking him into her mouth.

She sucked him with determination, while Liam grabbed her hair tightly, his body writhing with pleasure. Julia made sure he enjoyed every second, ensuring he's d never forget this night. Neither would she. A few moments later, he reached his limit.

Sweaty and trembling, he pulled her to lie on his chest. "You were so much more than I expected, Iemme admit," he said.

"Being an exposed little slut has its perks, innit?" she replied with a smirk, as Liam embraced her.

"I hope it's something you'll never forget."

"I won't. You can count on that. Come to my dressing room at the Oasis show tomorrow? We could do this all again."

[msookyspooky]

Fours a Franchise

Part 10

wordcount: 6,437

(Sorry for the very lengthy wait I had horrible writers block and kinda didn't want to write this 🥲 TW: Massive angst ahead and traumatic situations) 

✦

   Just like that…Just like that, your worst fear came to life. The entire reason why you didn't tell anyone just happened right before your very eyes and there wasn't a single thing you could do about it. Billy and Stu were gone and you were alone in the dark near that dimly lit barn. Randy ran off and never wants to see you again and everything was utterly fucked.

You didn't care at this point if Gale won a court case and took you to trial again or if everyone thought you really were what Stab made you out to be… Prison for possibly being an accomplice to murder or God knows what else they could throw at you wasn't even on your mind as much as it should be.

All you could think of was how the very few people you had left in this world would hate you. How you betrayed Randy even if you were only trying to save him and how he would never be able to trust you again. How Dewey would feel about this betrayal of hiding his sister's murderers or whatever family you had and what they would think. But right now? Randy stung the most because not only were you losing a good friend you've had through thick and thin for 10 years and on and off for 15…You were losing two 6 year olds that you loved. They were the closest thing to kids you had. And their mother, a woman that may not be your best friend, but you liked Karla. She was a friend in your eyes…And you just lost them all by one stupid mistake. One or two tiny mistakes that unraveled everything you tried so hard to hide…One dumb choice that revealed two major dumb decisions you've made; Billy and Stu. 

You were so tired. You wanted to just curl up in bed and sob your eyes out…Even if Stu and Billy stuck up for you; you didn't have them either. Billy barely tolerated you and it was kind of vice versa with how much bad blood you both had…And Stu? 

Stu was there for you a decade ago in his own fucked up way. He cared which was rare for someone like him and you tossed him away. You didn't feel you had a choice! He made so many threats and mistakes that could harm you or your friends in Hollywood. You figured it was best to cut ties! No more guilt, no more shame, no more secrets. Cut ties and pray you never see each other again…But after tonight…You really wish you could curl up into his lap right now and sob your eyes out like he would have gladly done for you a decade ago. Now? Not only were the stakes too high but a decade of you not reaching out stung enough that he moved on…

You were alone. You had nobody and no shoulder to cry on. Your lower lip wobbled as you sniffed hard to try not to cry. 

Randy wanted nothing to do with you…Billy and Stu looked at you as a thorn in their side. You were sure of it and things were too awkward now anyways…Gale was selfish as ever…Dewey changed to the point you couldn't fully trust him…You didn't even know if you could go back to Randy's house for your things. If he'd be willing to talk, even if it was him screaming at you, it was better than this. 

You could only take a few moments to cry; looking up at the sky for a moment to contemplate what to do. Vision blurry with tears.

Then you jerked when someone touched your arm. 

"Hey, there you are I can't find…" Kirby's face fell. "Oh… Are you alright?" 

You quickly nodded and turned away, wiping your tears knowing it's not the place nor time. In fact, time was of the essence now. Something she said made you pause before you turned back around to look at her. "Wait…Can't find who?" You sniffled out a bit trying to even your tone. 

"Randy. I thought he was with you? He told me to wait in the main barn but he never came back and they already killed the opening girl in the movie…Ya know, Stab on the big screen." 

You stared. "He was with me out here but…" You shook your head, mind racing. You thought he would've gotten back to Kirby. You had a sinking feeling at that as you told her. "Let's go back in and see if he's there, alright?" 

Kirby nodded and followed you.

✦

Randy felt that burning in his eyes and a lump in his throat as he tried not to cry. He had to hold it together, damn it! You were the one that did this! You were the one that lied and betrayed everyone!...And with…Them. With those bastards…The fact it was the people that killed your best friends, the guys that shot him, that killed his first love even if it was one sided, that ruined your life and made all of your lives a living hell. It just felt beyond unforgivable.

He stalked to the barn having every intention of telling Kirby to get in the car. To tell her to go drag you back to the car that you all were leaving but…He faltered when he looked at the barn and felt like he could break down any moment. Seeing the crowd of Ghostface's and loud kids. Everything screamed at him that he had to leave…He faltered before marching purposely to his car before he accidentally ran into…Judy. 

Judy looked at him. "Mr. Meeks? Everything alright? Where's YN?" 

He faltered, "Officer Hicks?...W-What are you doing here?" 

"Tracking you and YN while you both were sneaking off without a police escort…Now, where is Miss YN?" 

Randy's face soured at just the mention of your name. "...Don't know." He went to walk off and she ordered him to stay put before turning around and lecturing kids on drinking. The second she did, he stalked away mumbling. "Yeah right. Like Hell I'm staying here." 

He got to his car and looked under it, in the backseat, got in and went through the rules in his head. Breathing out to try and calm himself. "Under the car…Backseat…Rearview mirrors…Lock doors…" 

He felt a huge wave of guilt for a moment at leaving you before sneering to himself. "Stop being soft, Randy…Let Billy and Stu help her. They have all these fucking years." He grumbled to himself as his throat had a lump in it and his eyes burned.

He started his car and went to leave.

Randy didn't even make it halfway as all these angry emotions fueled him and he felt ready to just scream or wail or both. He felt like he never even knew you…His jaw clenched as he got out his phone and while driving down the long gravel driveway…He stared long and hard, almost calling you to rip your ass or tell you to get a ride with Kirby and get your shit and get out of his life. But God, the idea of hearing your voice made him sick. 

Not right now. He was too damn hurt and angry.

So…After staring at his starred favorite numbers in his contact list…He clicked on the one below yours…Dewey.

It rang a few times and he felt some righteous anger fuel him. You deserve this. Dewey deserves to know. He deserves to know how much you betrayed them and if he were to take legal action; you brought it on yourself.

As soon as Dewey picked up, Randy rushed out erratically with a crackle to his voice with unshed tears. "You were right…You were fucking right, Dew! T-Those guys…" He cut himself off with a shaky breath and clenched teeth.

Dewey was on the other line. "Randy? Randy, what do you mean? Where are you?" 

"The barn on Dilton Road. It's YN! Goddamn it, Dewey…YN…" He faltered again, just unable to get it out as he cursed under his breath.

"What?...YN?...Guys?…You mean our talk earlier? Did you see them? Who are they? Tell me and I can try to ID them and-" Dewey rambled off like the airhead he was and Randy's entire face scrunched up as he just… Hung up.

He couldn't fight the tears now as he hung up and sat his phone down…He couldn't do it. He couldn't turn you in. He couldn't tell Dewey. He just couldn't fucking do it.

He had his foot on the brake at the end of the driveway…He knew he shouldn't park there which was why he had it in drive and just braked it; ready to slam on the gas at a moment's notice if someone tried something.

…But he just…His lip trembled and he felt nothing but pain in his chest. You were his best friend, you were bonded together through the trauma as survivors, you were his kids' Godmother…At one point, he loved you in his own way…He could admit that to himself a bit. He fell in love with you or at least he thought he did till you both were together for a hot minute and he saw the whole time that you were…Distracted. Now he knew why and knowing it was Billy fucking Loomis on your brain just rubbed salt into the wound. As if him having Sidney wasn't bad enough, he had you too?! He actually did still love you but in a platonic way. He loved you like a sister. Karla was the love of his life and replaced any feeling he had for Sid or you the second he met her. It was something he thought would never happen but Karla did that. He loved you just in a sisterly way now…He might've even been closer to you than his own sister Martha…

…Just for you to do this to him? To hide something so astronomically fucked up? To lie to his face all those years? How many times were you sneaking Stu out of your back door? How many times was he there and Randy had no idea and could've died? Were you even telling the damn truth?! He had no idea and never would and that's what hurt so damn much. He couldn't trust you now.

He was trying so damn hard to reason your side of it but the pain of knowing you lied for more than 13 years and hid their identity from everyone including him stung too badly right now…Stu was at your cabin! Billy and Stu were in your fucking motel! He was only taking your word for it that you all weren't a couple or in cahoots together; he felt like he never knew you at all!

He released a frustrated yell in his car as the pain in his heart felt worse than the bullet wound he got 15 years ago. Worse than nearly dying from Mrs. Loomis 13 years ago…He was fucking devastated. Tears flowed freely as he quietly sobbed a moment before furiously shaking his head with a sniff. 

His voice was heavy and stuffy from crying. "NO!... No, I got kids and a wife…Fuck it! She's working with them? She can hitch a fucking ride too…I can't even worry about Kirby I just gotta get the fuck outta town and take a risk going to my family and fuck this shit!" 

He went to put pressure on the gas but froze when his phone rang. He frowned seeing it wasn't Dewey but an unknown number…It was you using Kirby phone for whatever reason, he just knew it. Probably a manipulation tactic just to talk to him. He hung it up…Then… It rang again.

He rolled his eyes and jerked the phone to his ear. "WHAT?! YN, I'm not fucking talking to you right now! I'm so hurt and furious and-" 

"Ooh…Trouble in the group… Randy?" 

Randy's face fell, the tears in his blue eyes feeling like they dried in an instant as he heard that voice…That damned voice…It sent a chill down his spine as he looked around; hand instinctively on the wheel as he looked around the darkness outside his car. 

"Friendships don't last forever. Sometimes, friends need to be…Cut…Off." 

He sneered as his stomach sank. "...We're really doing this right now? It's been a decade, don't you think it's time to hang it up here? I mean, Roman Bridger and Neil Prescott…You can't get more twisted than that. Pack it up and take the loss, newbie. "

"Oh but Randy. They weren't me. They were too old school wanting revenge as a motive. Mine is more modern." The voice practically purred out sadistically.

Randy rolled his eyes. "What? Fame? Money? Damn, at least Stu did it just because he liked it. You amateur edgey wannabes-" 

"Shut up or I'm gonna take that little bitch YN apart bit by bit and scatter her in your fucking front yard!" The voice angrily snapped as Randy froze. "Yeah…That's what I thought." 

He huffed before swallowing hard. "You're full of shit." 

"Am I?...Hate to call your bluff and you live with that on your conscience. Poor YN…She looks sad and scared. She's gonna die painfully, slowly, remembering that her friend hated her guts." 

He heard his phone pin, looking at it with the killer on a video call as his blood ran cold. He didn't see a killer…He saw you and Kirby walking, and unbeknownst to you both, the killer was a mere few feet away following you. 

"YN! YN BEHIND YOU-" 

"She can't hear you, Randy…Why not just watch the show as I slice her into bits? The final girl finally dies as the side character no one cares about. What a great twist." The voice chuckled darkly.

Randy panicked. "Don't!!" 

They hung up.

He almost instinctively got out of the car but quickly got a hold of himself…He wasn't leaving you. He knew they were baiting but he couldn't leave you. He put on a determined face and backed up faster than he should. Determined to get to you and Kirby. It was hard to see with only his tail lights in the dark before his heart dropped to his gut when he saw someone standing in the road and he didn't brake in time…Backing into them and over them. His car thumped as it hit someone.

Randy slammed on the brakes.

He sat there a moment in shock ... His face terrified…Did he just?...Oh God no…Oh Jesus no…What if he just ran over a teen in a mask drinking out here?...But what if he ran over the killer?...Either way…Dear God, he ran into someone!

He sat there for a moment. His breathing was labored. His palms were sweaty and he had wide mortified eyes.

He almost got out but shook his head. "That's stupid. Don't be stupid." He breathlessly mumbled to himself as his hands shook. He put the car in drive and drove in a sharp u turn so his headlights were on the figure. Slowly creeping to a halt to get a better look. Turning his high beams on to see…A mannequin. A mannequin with a ghostface mask on as its head was showing a blank white face and the mask was almost off its head. It was a goddamn prop and that meant the killer was out here. Somewhere. Watching him. 

Randy shook his head but laughed triumphantly as he drove around it back to the party. "Ha! You thought I'd fall for that?! Fuck you! Fuuucckkk you you goddamn weak ass freak!" Randy exclaimed to himself in his car as he drove. This wasn't his first rodeo and even if they weren't out of the woods. This felt like a giant 'Fuck you!' to the killers' face that they're amateur plan didn't work.

Randy tried getting ahold of his nerves, that tiny win was subdued as he realized…The killer really was here. He had to get you out of here. Anger be damned, he could give you the cold shoulder the whole way, but he still cared and you couldn't die. You just couldn't. 

He recited the rules to himself as he drove. "Rule one: Never say 'who's there?'. Rule two: Everybody's a suspect. Rule three: The killer always has a reason. Rule four: you can never have sex…Damn, ships done sailed." 

He swallowed and parked the car under an old pole light that still had that orange tint they used to have back in the day. Electricity was still being paid on even if the owner didn't live there. There was still farm equipment there in use.

He looked around but left his car. Shakily moving away with that mace you gave him in hand. "Rule five: you can never drink or do drugs…Rule..Rule six: Never say 'I'll be right back'...Because you won't be back…" 

He thought of franchise rules. "Rule one, kills are always more dramatic. Gorey and-" He gagged into a silent scream at the impact of something hitting him. No…Stabbing through him.

….

Randy faltered as his adrenaline was up but…. A searing pain hit him as he gagged and choked. He couldn't catch a breath and when he did it was a pained gasp for air. It hurt so much. He couldn't scream. Just staggered a few more feet before dropping to his knees in the grass…No one around as they were all in the main barn watching the movie. 

Randy released a cry finally, a groaning pained cry as he reached up to feel what hit him. What made moving feel impossible as he felt warm blood slowly trickling down his back…An arrow. A slim metal arrow that went deep into the back of his left shoulder almost through his collarbone at an angle. 

He was in shock but tried to get up and keep going. He forced it out of his lungs as he staggered as fast as he could. "H-H-Help! H-Help!!" He tried to wail out in a crackling voice. His body was in shock and the pain made it hard to speak before he yelped out again. A crossbow arrow missing and hitting the dirt next to his feet. He stumbled and got behind the wooden pole. 

He was too far from the barn and no one could hear him. He didn't dare even get the arrow out for fear of bleeding to death. He was being hunted like an animal right now…Against all the rules he followed it's like they didn't matter. Instead, he looked at his car and tried to go back. Running as his body could manage. If he couldn't get to the barn then he was getting in his car and going to a hospital.

He went to rush to his car when a sharp ungodly pain penetrated his side as soon as he reached it…A gagging type of gasp escaped his lips as the heat flooded his nerve endings.

He saw the mask, the robe, the knife caked in his blood still in his side before they slowly dragged it out with a tilt of their head. Randy released a strangled cry as that sharp blade slowly dragged over god knows what internal organs and seared pain through his skin.

The second the blade was mostly out; He grabbed the killer out of instinct and body slammed them against the car. His pain was there but his adrenaline was too high to focus on it. This Ghostface is shorter than he was…Robbie, Charlie, Judy, Kirby, Jill, the mom that attacked you the other day! His mind was racing at who this was as he knew he had to fight for his life now. 

As soon as he slammed them off of him and onto the car; they jerked the arrow out of him. He yelled in pain as hot blood gushed out and he instinctively grabbed the area…A feeling he hadn't felt in 13 years since he was at Windsor in that van with Billy's Mother. It knocked the wind out of him, it burned both icy and hot all at once as he dropped the mace from the pain.  They went to stab him and they missed as he was desperately lunging at the ground for the mace. 

The killer went to stab overhead as he quickly twisted on the ground and he sprayed it through the mesh eye holes of the mask. 

He heard a growling groan in a medium pitched voice; he couldn't tell if they were male or female. He didn't care right now! He had to get to the car, get to the phone, get to a hospital! He was going to bleed to death.

He kicked them away and scrambled to the car while clutching his dripping stomach only because it hurt the worst even if that arrow wound could be what makes him lose the most blood. Groaning and gasping with each movement at the horrible pain as he rushed for his life. That feeling of his own hot blood on his fingers…He had hoped he'd never feel it again.

He almost got in the car…Almost made it… when he felt a stab on his back…He couldn't even scream from the pain as a strangled gasp came out before his body fell…It was…He couldn't move, couldn't get up…It hurt so bad! He didn't know if they severed his spinal cord or hit a nerve or the pain was just that bad…

Randy's life flashed before his eyes as the masked figure loomed over top of him. All these images in his mind. His childhood in Woodsboro, him and Martha as kids, his teens and crushing on Sidney while being the dork in town, you moving in and all the fun memories the group had prior, the most traumatic night of his life, him blaming you for Sidney's death and cutting you off, his first time, college, his first girlfriend, all the Ghostface attacks and all of the fun he had with you and Dewey, meeting Karla, their first time kissing and making love and marrying…And Chad and Mindy being born. 

That last thought had him crying openingly. He had tears in his eyes as a croaking whisper sounded from him. He begged for his life. "P-Please! Don't do this…My kids need me, don't do this-" He silently sobbed while trying to backpedal or move or something if his body would allow it. 

He was able to start backpedaling. He almost got to the car door. 

The killer tilted their head almost…Taunting him. Like he actually had a chance. Before he released a gargled scream as the knife plunged into his chest. Over and over again.

✦

You gazed at the sea of Ghostface masks, heard the kids reciting Stab word for word, smelled hay and booze mixed together, felt heat radiating off of so many people in a small space. You instantly felt closed in and wanted to get out…But you couldn't. Not yet.

You moved past people, breaking through the crowd calling Randy's name. A few kids shhed you and you scoffed but ignored them.  

One was particularly pissy and Kirby turned to them with a mocking smile and muttered.  "Spoiler; Billy and Stu are the killers. The end. Fuck off." 

They groaned and cussed you out but you ignored them more. Your eyes scanned the Ghostface masks illuminated by the red party lights…It felt dizzying as you desperately tried to look for Randy's face. 

Kirby told you. "I didn't think I saw his car when we came in here. You wanna ride with me? I'm going back to my place and Jill said she might swing by with the boys." 

You were distracted. Hurt that Randy ditched you…You knew he was upset and didn't trust you weren't the killer but you didn't think he'd outright leave you alone during act 3 like this…Then again, maybe you did but it stung all the same. Your shoulders sagged as you solemnly nodded. "Y-Yeah…I'd appreciate a lift." 

You both walked out and your heart sank as Kirby was right…You didn't see his car…He left you.

Kirby scrunched her face and pointed. "Wait...Hey…Isn't that Randy's car?" 

You looked over at his car now parked in a different spot 20 feet away under the pole light…Practically touching it like he was in a hurry to park it.

You felt this dreadful feeling. Something wasn't right.

Kirby shrugged. "Maybe he just wanted to be under the light more? Ya know, murders and all." 

You knew that was true but you still had a bad feeling. "Stay here." You told her as you walked near the car. You didn't get 5 feet from it when you saw dark liquid in the grass that without the faint orange hue of the polelight you would've stepped right over. You bent down…And touched it shakily. You knew what it was, you felt a sickness overtake you but you still had to check. You brought your hand back up and saw the red on your fingertips. Still wet, still semi warm, and that metallic scent was undeniable. This was blood and god forbid…You now saw smears on the car too. There was a struggle.

'God no. Please don't be him.'

You quickly jumped up and yelled at Kirby. "Call 911! Right now! Get in the barn!" 

"Why?!" She demanded until you showed your blood smeared hand that touched the grass. 

Her face dropped. "Jesus Christ."

She went to do that when some kid yelled frantically. "Hey! Come on! It's this way!" 

You rushed over to Kirby, pulling her out of the way as a horde of teens rushed out of the barn. Rushing towards the area you and Billy and Stu talked at. You had a hold of Kirby's shoulder as you both gave each other odd looks but followed. 

Your heart thumped in your ears and your breathing quickened with each step as fear slowly gripped you more and more with each second. You expected a warning from the killer or some teen dead…Why did you all have to come here?

Kirby went up ahead of you as you stopped and called 911 on your phone. Even if you were the 20th call for this exact reason, you couldn't take that chance. Even a prank you couldn't disregard, and right now, this didn't feel like a prank.

You saw more kids rush past you and right when you went to follow to look at what it was. Kirby rushed to you, blocking the path with all the color drained from her face. 

Kirby begged you, grabbing your arm. "N-No, no, no YN. Don't." She choked out, tears in her eyes. 

You raced forward, trying to see what she was so scared of…And…You saw a human corpse hung by a rope with the barn doors wide open. Dangling 10 feet in the air.

…

You stared in so much shock…So much…Shock.

It was like a nightmare…It wasn't real…It wasn't fucking real.

There hanging from the rafters of the barn…Was a corpse that was clearly real…You saw the guts hanging a few feet below them. 

You rushed closer and clamped your hands over your mouth as a terror striken scream erupted from you. It was like you couldn't even control your own body responses now. 

You stared with wide eyed horror at what you saw…As the corpse slowly spun on the rope around his neck…And…When you saw the face. Your knees buckled. You stopped breathing. You stopped thinking. Every horrible emotion you could think of charged through you at seeing Randy Meeks hanging by a rope…Gutted…Stabbed…His eyes wide open and dead. His skin pale white almost blue from blood lose.

You just froze before you felt your breathing become just you hyperventilating. You felt like you should scream again. Scream like those women do in horror movies, some ungodly shriek to the top of your lungs. You felt like you should pass out. You felt like you should faint…But you just froze there hyperventilating as tears sprang to your eyes. You felt a pair of arms hold you close, pulling you to their chest. "Don't look! Please God, YN…Don't look." You heard Dewey choke out as he came onto the scene…You were so distraught you didn't even hear the sirens as you just realized blue and red police lights were reflecting off the barn's metal siding.

Dewey was trying to hold it together for his job but was just as shell shocked as you were. Your eyes stayed wide and unblinking as he held you…This couldn't be real. This couldn't be real!

Kirby put a shaky hand over her mouth as she looked at Randy hanging from the barn.

You suddenly felt a surge of…SOMETHING! Rage, devastation, terror. Something that made you shove away from Dewey and go forward to look. You had to see. What if it was fake? This had to be fake. This had to be fake! A horrible prank or bait or something! You heard Dewey begging you as you got as close as police would allow. They were already blocking off the crime scene…And you smelled the blood from here. You saw his eyes looking through you unfocused and glazed over. The color from his lips and face…And you knew.

You shook your head as tears leaked from your eyes and you put both hands over your face to prevent a wail from escaping. A shrieking pained wail at seeing your best friend like this. 

What snapped you out of it was hearing some teenage boys laughing and taking videos and something in you completely snapped. Without thinking you rushed towards them, smacking the ones phone out of his hands and swinging on him. You didn't give a fuck right now what charges there would be. The disrespect sent you over the edge as Dewey instantly grabbed you and you tried jerking out of his hold. Screaming in rage and wanting to do anything you could to make them stop recording. 

They turned and recorded you with shocked faces and disbelieving grins…And Kirby showed her age, playing the younger generations game by recording them instead. Uno reverse. 

Kirby yelled, hurting at seeing Randy like this too. "Wow, we feel good about ourselves douchebags?! Recording a woman grieving over her friend, you sick fucks! Maybe you're the killers and that's why you're laughing? How's this gonna look on your fucking college application, dicks?!" 

You saw them instantly stop recording, hide their faces and rush away from the crime scene as Kirby yelled after them. "That's what I thought, pussys!!" 

Dewey dragged you away with the help of another cop as Dewey shook you by the shoulders to snap you out of it. "YN!" 

Your lip trembled as you just hugged onto him and he rocked you a bit. You knew how badly he wanted to sob with you as you clung to him and cried against his body. This wasn't fair...This wasn't fucking fair. 

Dewey's voice cracked. "I-I had to hang up from Gale because of Randy calling me. He hung up on me and I rushed here as fast as I could while Gale was setting up stupid cameras in the barn trying to play hero and now she isn't answering …Damn it, Randy." His voice shook.

You realized something…Even in your grief…

Randy's words ran through your head. "No one is safe. Legacy Characters? Cannon fodder at this point. Once the Nostalgia has reached its peak? We're done! Main characters are completely expendable now. Either they die or the most fucked up shit happens to them" 

It hurt so bad. It's like he knew. No one was safe. After all these years, your luck was finally running out. 

Then Stu's and Billy's words rang out.

"Killer did it. Guarantee it. They're setting a trap and you idiots are falling for it." 

"if they're copying us; they'll kill soon. A big one. One that's going to distract people just like you did with the Principle while I entertained my party." 

It hit you…Randy was Principal Himbry. And Gale was supposedly alone in the main barn now setting up cameras.

You jerked away from Dewey and yelled at him. "Gale!" 

His eyes instantly widened in realization as you ran to the barn as fast as you could and he followed behind you. Gun ready as he screamed for his wife. You almost tripped running so fast in the grass as you rounded the corner with Dewey staggering as fast as he could behind you. 

You heard her cry out and saw a masked figure as you didn't hesitate to rush up there with your gun. "Hold on, Gale!" The second you reached up there…You looked around. Gale was scrambling against someone in the hay and you a warning shot. You saw that mask look at you and your adrenaline kicked in as you went to fire again and they dodged behind a pillar. 

You kept your gun aimed while rushing to Gale who stood up.

"You alright?" 

Gale grumbled. "I'm fine just-...WATCH OUT!" 

Dewey yelled your name from below as he finally caught up and heard the gunshots.

You whipped your gun around to fire before dodging a knife. It barely missed slashing you over the face as you gasped and stumbled back. You went to aim again and before you could pull the trigger you felt a heavy boot kick you in the sternum…It knocked the wind from you and sent you flying over the edge of the hayloft. You felt that rush of dropping with you unable to do anything but plummet. You released a pained groan when you collided on top of the drink table. Crashing onto the red cups and the punch bowl toppled over and you laid there in the middle of the table with it broken in half.

Dewey rushed in to you as you told you were fine as quickly as you could. With his gun aimed he was screaming for his wife's name as he went to climb the loft.

You tried to ignore the stiffness in your body as you jerked your gun up too…Right when you saw Gale get stabbed and roll herself off the loft as well. Bouncing off a straw bale before rolling onto the ground. Dewey aimed multiple times as a light went out and wood splintered near the pillars but he missed. You raised your revolver and fired. You saw them jerk and heard a person yell under that mask as they clutched their arm. 

You sneered to yourself and growled out. "Got you now, piece of shit." Before aiming for their head. They ducked in time and fled. 

You pushed yourself up, eager to chase after them. They had to pay…OH, they had to pay! You wanted them dead more than any other Ghostface thus far…You were so sick of this shit and seeing yourself get a shot in felt damn good. Randy would be cheering you on and that thought alone sprung more angry tears to your eyes but fueled determination in you. You pushed yourself up and sprinted to the ladder as Dewey yelled at you not to go as he ran after you.

"Damn it, YN! Don't be stupid!" Dewey's face was angry yet scared. A rare thing for him as he aimed his gun as well in the loft.

You raced to the loft with Dewey behind you just to see no one was there…Cursing to yourself under your breath realizing they had another escape route…A door swinging against the wall. You ran to it. Eager to put the remaining 7 bullets you had into this fuckers head.

You jerked the door open and looked down. The ladder kicked away and laying on the ground and no one in sight. Just cool night air hitting you as you stared. Your face twisted into contempt at the idea of Randy's killer getting away.

"FUCK!" You hissed out as you kicked a nearby straw bale in anger.

You bitterly thought the names of who you thought did this. Robbie and Charlie. They knew this barn and they knew it enough to host this party and to know all escape routes. You climbed down seeing Dewey had already practically jumped off the ladder to get to Gale. You climbed down to the ground and rushed over as you saw she was stabbed in her shoulder.

More cops swarmed in as Dewey looked up and ordered them. "Search EVERYWHERE! Every barn, the woods, cars, everywhere!!" All before his demeanor changed as he looked at his wife in concern. He put pressure on her wound with fear in his eyes. "Put pressure on that. Oh God, Gale. Honey, just hang on-" Dewey mumbled with a pained expression.

Gale put her own hand in place of Dewey's asking. "Did you catch him?" 

Dewey shook his head with a trembling voice. "No. Hopefully your cameras caught something." 

Gale informed him. "They're not the only ones. There's uh…A webcam." She croaked out in some pain. "There's a webcam; it's hidden up there. It was watching me." 

Dewey looked up instinctively and so did you. Your face soured. Just confirming who this was to you.

Dewey wasn't following. "Webcam? W-What webcam?" 

Gale drew out in a shaky breath as she held her bleeding shoulder. "He's recording the murders." 

Dewey still asked with wide eyes. "What?" 

You gritted your teeth, tears still on your cheeks from Randy's death as you drew out. "This time…He's making the movie. Even more than Roman did." 

Gale nodded at your understanding before she grimaced in pain. 

She grew serious as she winced at the pain. Choking out as sirens of an ambulance could be heard down the road. 

"…Get this fucker." 

[jubyphonic]

Daze (Full English Lyrics)

Happy late 8/15!

People probably think I never finished these lyrics from the TV Size version but I actually did... 9 years ago. I think I never posted them for a lot of reasons, mostly to do with fear probably.

But here they are now, as an offering to the community that helped shape me!

Concrete beating up and down In a dream, fell awake, hazy days were never ending Templates follow all around Same old days, but we just didn’t know High tempo and rhythm flies Not enough, try again, when’ll tragedy end? Wouldn’t say that we’re done just yet So don’t cry to the floor anymore C’mon, batten down your eyes Don’t know where to turn? Without you, there’s nowhere to go And I dream too big to live a lie so why Should I move forward? C’mon, throw up both your hands Zeros all around We didn’t solve a thing but gather again Ready to go… Hey, are you still there…caught in the haze? Let’s “play” I’m screaming ’til you hear me say Let’s “save” I’m fighting every single day Grab a hand so warm you said to take I can’t forget it anyway Let’s “daze” My heart’s a beat that never fades Let’s “change” You’ll never cry alone the same All the “lonely days” that you dyed from gray We’ll make it through so say the things you wanted to Encore and we’re going down Every street, every turn in a city we’re beginning Standards that we’re breaking down Shaking hands reaching out just to hold Break out, try to stand up Couldn’t sleep in the heat with the world to defend Sure then if it came to end Look again for the words from before C’mon, put your hand in mine Is it just a dream or did we really meet again? Living shadows haunt to move ahead And leave behind a sad world Now regretting every day, weak and running away Fine! We’ll go and fly to be free again Jumping to go, are you still the same…lost in the haze? Let’s “play” I’m reaching out but you won’t take Let’s “save” We’re crying every single day Losing everything but hope the same I can’t forget you anyway Let’s “daze” A windy city howling pain Let’s “change” Your words are getting far away Need the heart to win but it’s always been Stuck in my mind and sure, I know it’s kinda true The girl with red, so red, her eyes looking above At blue, so blue, a lazy summer sun A voice, a call, but can you hear at all? So it’s the end? “Goodbye” with every sun to set But rise to see you all again Never waking dream, breaking out to leave it behind Now wait! If you’re alone then tell me and don’t hate Yourself for even one more day Grab my hand and share the pain you have If you still can’t see, just come with me! Let’s “play” I’m screaming ’til you hear me say Let’s “save” I’m fighting every single day Grab a hand so warm you said to take I can’t forget it anyway Let’s “daze” My heart’s a beat that never fades Let’s “change” You’ll never cry alone the same If we lose it all, if you’re really gone Watching the streets dissolve into the blue All the “lonely days” that you dyed from gray Because it’s you, I just know we’ll pull through and draw it again With you to the end