#IM WRAPPING MY ARMS AROUND YOU N HUGGING YOUUUUU

[madaqueue]

QUINNQUINNQUINN HOW ARE YOU

HI LETTA HI LETTA HI LETTAAAAA !!!!!!!!!! I AM SO GOOD!!!!!!!! i just woke up and i’m getting ready to go to brunch and i saw my friends last night and my cat is here cuddling w me rn and MY HEART IS FULL OF SO MUCH LOVE!!!!!! the rain let up and so it’s nice and sunny and i think it’s gonna be a beautiful day :’)

HOW ARE YOU MY DEAR!!!!!! HOW WAS YOUR WEEKEND !!!!!!

[taintedtort]

heeeey! Im anon who asked for an idea with being comforted by characters after reader was hurt! i looove how you wrote it and it was soooo amazing!i love all parts you wrote but scaras is the bestest! Thank youuuuu!!but can i ask for a part 2 just with more other characters?with Albedo and Lumine and Shenhe and Ganyu???im not sure if you write for women too so if not them then maybe Childe too?Lumine is just so cool and awww i want her to give me a big hug so bad sometimes! But you dont have to do this i just hope u know how much your works mean to mee💕💕💞💕💞💓you cant imagine how sweet it felt to read it when i feel down it helped a whole lot! Thank you again!

prompt ✧ them comforting you pt 2

characters ✧ albedo, lumine, shenhe, ganyu

warnings ✧ gn!reader, hurt/comfort

a/n ✧ hello returning anon! i loved writing the first one and i’ve also been wanting to write with female characters so thank you so much!! i’m extremely happy that you enjoy my posts, srsly made me smile so big when i read this

ALBEDO

✧ when you arrived back to his shelter in Dragonspine, he noticed something was off. he had sent you into Mondstadt so retrieve some items for his experiments. of course, he knew you weren’t one of his assistants but you always insisted on helping with whatever he needed, so he sometimes takes advantage of your kindness to save himself the trip. this time however, you came back with a certain mood surrounding you. before you left you gave him a big kiss on the cheek before setting out with a happy smile, but now that smile is gone. he asked you what was wrong, but dropped it when you replied with a simple "nothing." he wasn’t completely in tune with his own emotions, let alone someone else’s so he sort of assumed he was overthinking and there really was nothing wrong. after a handful of hours passed by, he was painfully aware of your distant mannerisms. he obviously pestered you, he was sure that there was something the matter. once you told him that some people in town had some nasty things about you, he understood immediately. he knew as a boyfriend he was to stay and comfort you, so that’s exactly what he did. wrapped you in a blanket to shield you from the cold air and leaned you against him. the two of you sat in silence as you let yourself rid the negative thoughts and instead focus on albedo, the man who loves you.

"im sorry, i should’ve known."

LUMINE

✧ instantly knew something was the matter when she returned to you from wandering around the new town you two were in. she had a commission to complete so she had been walking and asking the town people about any sightings. she insisted you sat so you didn’t tire yourself with unnecessary walking. however, she soon regretting that decision when she saw the dejected look on your face. automatically assumed you thought she had forgotten about her, so she hurried over with a big smile while calling out your name. when you gave back a tiny forced smile, her brows furrowed with confusion. asked you if you were alright, and when you saw the look on her face you instantly spilled your guts. you told her about the people passing by that had taunted you, which made paimon immediately ask what they looked like and claim she would 'kick their butts'. with your reassurance lumine and her companion calmed down enough to realize that you just needed to be reassured. she grabbed your hands and pulled you up from your seat before wrapping her arms around you and placing a kiss to your cheek. you hugged her back and placed your face to her neck, basking in her presence to help you calm down. she stood and held you till you pulled away, this time giving her a genuine smile.

"im here now, no one will bother you again."

SHENHE

✧ she doesn’t totally understand the way of humans or how they think yet, but she’s observant enough of you to where she knew something was bothering you. she had been busy all day, but when she finally got the time to come see you, she was immediately worried. she spotted you first while you were completely oblivious to her eyes on you. she saw tears sliding down your cheeks and heard your sniffles. she yearned to comfort you, but she didn’t know if you wanted to be alone at the moment. she mulled it over and decided that she’d take the risk and confront you. when you finally noticed her walking towards you, thanks to her purposefully loud steps, you started wiping your face with the back of your hands. you felt your cheeks heating up, she wasn’t looking at you which meant she already saw you crying and was trying to give you privacy while you composed yourself. that realization brought more tears to your eyes, she was so considerate and the hateful words those people yelled at you echoed in your head. when she finally reached you she slowly lifted her gaze and softly asked you if you were alright and if you wished to talk about it. you didn’t reply and just lunged at her with a hug, trying to drown out your crying in her shoulder. she let you cling to her and let your emotions out before questioning you further. after you sniffed for the last time and rose from her shoulder, she swiped your hair from your face and asked what was wrong. after vaguely telling the story, she had a sharp look in her eyes. didn’t reply and just hugged you again, but later severely went out and dealt with said people herself.

"worry not, i’m always here for you."

GANYU

✧ as someone whos insecure herself, she knows what it looks like. she felt immense worry for you after she saw your expression when she got done with work duties for the day. completely ignored the stares of bystanders as she instantly rushed to you and cupped your cheeks, asking what was the matter. you knew you couldn’t lie to her so you told her the truth. you told her about what a group of citizens said to you, the malice clear in their voices. your eyes averted hers the entire time you spoke, but she kept hers trained on you, her hands not moving from their loving position on your face. once you finished she sighed and shared a similar experience of her own. she shared the negative thoughts she has after people say things about her. gave you a pep talk and some very good advice and then assured you that she loves you the way you are. when she finished your eyes were glossy and you couldn’t help but land a kiss to her lips in a silent thank you. wrapped your arms around her neck and then gave her a speech about how much you adore her and wouldn’t change a single thing. you two ended up an emotional, loving mess and stayed wrapped in each others embrace for a few dragged out moments.

"ive felt what you’re feeling, but i love you for you and nothing will change that."

[betzabobababi]

Broken Tom Holland x Reader

Chapter 2: If Only

jtlyk there are gonna have a flashback through out the story :)

Warning: swearing

Plot: Y/n and Tom were made for each other and have been married for nearly 10 years but what happens when they go through putrid rough patch?

Summary: The conversation from the coffee date, And a shit ton of If Only's

 AUTHOR'S POV

You were overly excited for the coffee meet up / date. Even though you guys were married, both of you felt like it was your first date. As you got dressed you wondered how Tom always managed to stay at a hotel when you knew that he only had a certain amount pair of outfits in his suitcases that he took on his last trip to L.A for an interview when Spider-Man:  Far From Home started filming

FLASHBACK

Y/N'S POV

"Okay y/n/n, I'm leaving I'll see you in two weeks!"

"Oh Okay! Bye Bubs, I love youuuuu!"

I leaned in to kiss Tom but to my surprise he turned his head so that instead of me kissing him on the lips I ended up kissing him on the cheek. It took me by surprise but never the less I brushed it off thinking that he was just excited for the interview. If only I would have asked him about it before then maybe I would have saved myself a broken and aching heart but I didn't. Which till this day is one of the mistakes in Tom's and I's relationship. 

END OF FLASHBACK

Y/N's POV

I knew that I was a bit early but I wanted to be able to order our coffee and some delicious croissants that Z had been telling me that they sold there. I had been listening to the same song I had on repeat for more than I could remember after Tom left "Only love can hurt like this, Must've been a deadly kiss", and it was true love did hurt the way I had been hurting. As I walked into the coffee shop I smelt the strong odor of coffee. I felt a small tingling feeling as I was consuming the smell. I got in line and as soon as I finished ordering I felt two warm strong arms wrapped around my body and I melted mentally.

TOM'S POV

I went into the coffee shop and I instantly noticed Y/N. She had this oversized sweater dress with thigh boots and a black belt wrapped on her waist, paired with the bag I gave to her on our 2 year anniversary.

 I marveled at the simple but beautiful outfit she put together. As I finished looking at her in awe I walked up behind her and hugged her from behind and rested my head in between her neck and shoulder. 

Y/N'S POV

"Hello darling I missed you"

I missed you? I missed you!? What the Fuck!?!? 

I swear if only we weren't in a coffee shop surrounded by people, I would have punched him in the nose the second he wrapped his arms around me

I was mad...No I was livid but being the wife of Tom Holland a world known actor came with its perks. For instance being able to go over Tom's lines with him, which unbeknownst to him helped me perfect my acting skills. So instead of going loose on him I kept my perfect fake smile on, turned around squealed and smothered him in feather kisses along his face.

FLASHBACK

AUTHOR'S POV

Y/n NO!

WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO HUH?

I mean No I don't want you to come with me okay!?

Wow, ok you know what?

what?

I know you are hiding something from me and I am going to find out what you are because we have been married for nearly 10 god damn years okay?! I know you. I know when you lie. I know more of you than you probably ever will! 

Im Not Lying Y/N! OKAY? Im not lying I swear its just I have a lot on my mind right now.

Fine. But do NOT expect me to believe that you aren't LYING!!! BECAUSE I WON'T AND I DON'T

END OF FLASHBACK

TOM'S POV

"Y/n" I said softly

"hm?" y/n hummed lightly in response

"People are watching" I said warily

"I don't Care Let them watch" she said with a huff

"Y/n?" I said again

"whattttt" she groaned

"Food's ready" I said as the barista gave us our drinks and food

"FOOD!" Y/n Squealed eagerly

AUTHORS POV

Both of them got their food and walked towards one of the booths near the corner of the shop surrounded by a wall surrounded by books.

"Sooo how was filming?" y/n said dragging the O's and with a bit of hesitance in her voice.

"It was tiring but I loved it I can't wait for tomorrow I just wish I could stay there forever."

"Of course you do"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Oh just how you're never home and you decide to just tell your wife that you wish you could stay at your job forever than be home with her. But Oh Wait! You technically have been spending forever there. This is the first time I have seen you in THREE. FUCKING. MONTHS!!! Ok? im tired of this. Im tired of going to sleep at night alone in a fucking apartment you had us move into, so you could be closer to your fucking job! You haven't even bothered to face time. I only hear you once a day. Twice if I get lucky! Im. Tired. Of. This. If only you cared enough. If only you loved me enough to be at home with me at least once a week. If only you'd realize that "this" (you said pointing between both of you) isn't healthy. If only you were there for me when I really needed it." you said as you had finally exploded. You were tired of all the shit he had put you through. You were tired that you never got to see you husband anymore.

Tom was confused, hurt, angry, and disappointed. He was confused as to when things got this bad between you two. He was hurt because he realized you had every right to be upset at him. He was angry with himself because he let things get so out of hand, and he was disappointed in himself because he knew that this was his fault. If only he had gone home more. If only he had talked to you more frequently. If only he would have realized how much he had fucked up. If only he would have tried to be with you more. If only. If only.

ANY Feedback is appreciated! Have a wonderful day or night wherever you are <3

[t0shii]

pretending you're upset to get their attention

matsukawa issei, oikawa toru, suma rintaro x gn!r

!warnings! none/ lightly proofread

MATTSUKAWA ISSEI.

you sat in the living room, scrolling aimlessly through your phone while a random show played in the background until you heard the click of a door, meaning issei was FINALLY awake, thinking quickly of a plan, you threw a pout on your face and crossed your arms over your chest.

you scrunched your nose as he walked passed you, dammit guess im gonna have to take this a step further, you thought. so you added in a small sniffle, almost cracking a grin when you saw your boyfriend snap his head around from the corner of your eye. "baby? is everything okay?" he asks softly, his voice was a little hoarse and when you looked up at him his messy hair almost made you smile. you shook your head "no" as he walked over to your sitting position.

you choked out a dry sob praying your boyfriend didn't see through you."what's wrong babygirl?" his voice was so soft it was almost unrecognizable, he rarely talked to you like this. you looked down and shrugged your shoulders mumbling a "i dunno, issei" while he wrapped his arms around you and stroked the back of your head with his big hand. "oh baby, is there anything i can do for you?" you could practically feel the worry in his voice and you felt a little guilty. "just hold me please?" you ask, voice a little whiny so he has no choice but to say yes.

"of course baby. if this is because i took a nap without you im sorry, i did ask if you wanted to join but you said no so i thought it was okay." the way he was talking so cautiously and gentle caused you to let out a soft giggle, he immediately removed himself from the embrace he had you in."what's this? did you lie?" he had a big frown on his face and his eyebrows were furrowed so deep he looked like an old man he looked angry at you, guilt immediately crept up your chest and your heart started beating fast, is he mad at me? you thought.

"i-it was just a prank issei! i didn't mean to make you angry. i-im so sorry!" you explain, causing him to burst out in laughter, "i got youuuuu" you hummed a big grin on his face, "you can't trick me, princess" he said, tapping your nose with his pointer finger. "that pout you were wearing was pretty convincing though!" "you're mean, i thought i actually made you mad! your face was scary" you yell, crossing your arms over your chest defensively, "ohhh i'm sorry baby, i didn't mean to scare you! but if you wanted my attention you should have just asked from the beginning."

OIKAWA TOORU.

you had never had a problem with your boyfriends fangirls, infact, most of them were all really sweet to you and respected your relationship with tooru!you had been in the car while tooru got the two of you coffee, a few fans coming up to him while he was in line. you could clearly see them making conversation, you smirked mischievously when the light bulb above your head went off, perfect you giggled to yourself.

when you saw him open the coffee shop door you mentally prepared yourself for your prank. as he opened the drivers side door, your knees turned to point towards the passenger side door, you crossed your arms and looked out the window. immediately he knew something was up. "i'm back baby! sorry it took so long, they were kinda busy." he explained, climbing into the car. he held out your order to you which you carefully took from his hand and looked out the window again. he looked at you confused, "is everything okay, princess?" he asks cautiously, you only nodded silently, refusing to look his way. he let an airy "okay" then started the car.

he wanted to rest his hand on your knee like he always did but he figured you were upset at him for something so he decided against it, a small frown forming on his lips. the car ride was silent except for the occasional dramatic sigh from your lips. he looked over at you to make sure you were okay at every red light and traced the whole day back to try and figure out the cause of your sudden change in behavior. when you finally got home, you opened the car door as soon as he put the car in park, you decided against slamming the car door behind you because you know he hates it. you walked quickly up to your shared apartment coffee or any drink of choice in hand, leaving him behind.

oikawa couldn't help but be upset, he had no idea what he had done to deserve the silent treatment. he had a very obvious pout on his face as he walked through the door a few minutes after you. "y/n?" he found you curled up on the couch, blanket thrown over you, scrolling on your phone. "y/n?" he asked again, "d-did i do something wrong? your eyes snapped up when you heard his voice crack and suddenly you were regretting your little prank.your boyfriend fiddled with the hem of his shirt, avoiding eye contact, you felt horrible. "tooru, c'mere." you patted the space beside you but he stayed standing, "please?" he moved toward you. "i'm sorry for upsetting you but i really don't understand what i did! please tell me so i can make it right." he cried, leaning his head on your shoulder in defeat.

"tooru... i was just messing around with you baby. it was a just a prank, i swear. i didn't think it would make you upset, i'm sorry." you explained, reaching your hands up to run your hands through his hair. "it was only a joke? so you're not mad at me?" he asked looking up at you. "of course not- tooru, you haven't done anything wrong. i was just pretending to be upset over those fans who talked to you in the coffee shop but i didn't think you would get upset like this. im sorry.""ugh you're seriously so mean y/n! you really had me there." he said, letting out a sigh of relief, embracing you in a hug, "you owe me big time!"

SUNA RINTARO.

you currently lay on your boyfriends bed while he plays video games, sat in a chair in front of his tv. he hadn't been playing for all to long but it was late in the night and you were sleepy and needy for attention. you let out a yawn as you thought about how to get his attention, then the thought came to you and you felt like a genius.

you wiped the smirk off before getting up from his bed and slowly making your way over to his chair, putting on the best frown and puppy dog eyes you could manage. you tap on his shoulder lightly causing him to pause his game swivel his chair around to face you, "what is it princess?" he asks, you avoid eye contact with him and jut your lip out a little further and let out a sniffle, "oh no baby, what's the matter?" he asks softly, raising his arm to cup your cheek in his hand. you shrug your shoulders and bow your head lower, letting out a dry cry, "c'mere, what's wrong babygirl," he asks, guiding you into his lap, rubbing your back. you remain silent, fake sulking as you rest your chin on his shoulder, "if you don't wanna talk about it thats okay baby. tell me when you're ready, 'kay?" you nod your head and smile to yourself as he continued to play his game.

your fingers played with suna's hair, your eyelids began feeling heavier and heavier as you listened to his breathing and the sound his controller was making, soon you fell asleep, cheek smushed against shoulder. your boyfriend only noticed you fell asleep around 20 minutes later when he asked if you were feeling okay but only got a quiet snore in return. he kissed your shoulder softly, whispering a small "goodnight," a smile creeping on his lips as he grabs a nearby blanket and lays it over your back. you definitely didn't have fun waking up in the same position you fell asleep in a few hours later, your boyfriend still playing at the same game. "rintaro?" you mumble, "what time is it?", "i dunno. are you feeling better though?", you nod your head and give his neck a few kisses before falling asleep again.

a/n been having a suna brainrot recentlyyyy in love w that man. also suna's is VERY self indulgent 😔 sorry p.s. i came up w this idea while writing a request but im like 75% sure ive seen it somewhere else before but i cant remember from who or where.

[krabmeat]

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𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

𝙿𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚢 𝚡 𝚗𝚎𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍!𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 (𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌)

𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜: Puffy, (next bunch are only mentioned) Tommy, Wilbur, Technoblade, Philza, Tubbo, Schlatt, Dream

𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚜: they/them

𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜: neglect, mentions of death, mentions of smoking, repetitive words (right after the page break)

𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎:

Bee!! im so happy you enjoyed the other request bud!! i hope this one lives up to your expectations!

im so sorry your family has been ignoring you though, dude :[[ they dont deserve you, and trust me! id be more than happy to be your new "horn family" because you deserve so much better

mmmm anyways,

ENJOY!!

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My name is signed in this book so many different times. It feels like every floorboard and every room in this building knows me like we’re old friends. The same format over and over in the small sign up booklet:

“Y/n L/n- issues to discuss, I’ve been feeling neglected and need help. Please.

Y/n L/n- more problems from the first meeting discussion we had.

Y/n L/n- I feel lonely. Too lonely.

Y/n L/n- they keep on forgetting me, I don’t know what to do.

Y/n L/n- more has happened. Are they forgetting me or ignoring me? Help.

Y/n L/n- they’re drifting away, I don’t know what to do.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss them.

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you. 

Y/n L/n- I miss you.”

Puffy is the only one I can turn to at this point. My real family has just...dispersed. They’re all too busy, or y'know- dead. Tommy’s been going off on his own with his hotel. He usually only visits me if he needs to “borrow” money or materials, but lately he’s just been stealing it. Techno and Philza are caught up in their Syndicate work, they haven’t even bothered keeping contact with me. And Wilbur is just...well, dead! He was killed during the Manburg explosion. It’s not even that they just forget me. They ignore me, neglect me. I’ve tried on so many different occasions to just send them messages through our comms or strike up conversation with them if I see them on a rare occasion, but it’s always just the cold shoulder. And it’s getting even colder. It’s numbing. Family is supposed to be there for you through your strife, so where is mine?

Well, I’ll tell you. My family at the moment mainly consists of Puffy and occasionally Tubbo. The horn family of the SMP, technically Schlatt and Dream as well but seeing as Schlatt is dead and Dream is in prison I don’t really see them often. 

“Y/n? Hey there bud!” 

A familiar warm and friendly voice is heard from behind me. I turned around to see the lady I wanted to see right about now, Puffy. She wraps me in a quick side hug, squeezing my shoulder affectionately. 

“I was just here to check my sign up booklet! Did you wanna check in again?”

I nod my head at her signaling that I just wanna chat like usual. She gets the sign and walks me to the small tree we’ve recently been going to to talk. It’s the tree that Schlatt smoked his cigarettes at when he was president. Sure, he’s dead and did a lot of bad things but Puffy suggested this place since she finds it comforting since they’re related. 

We sit down on the worn grass around the tree as we usually do. 

“So, what’s up? Anything in particular you wanna talk about, bud?”

Puffy usually starts off these conversations, she’s looking at me with a soft smile. It’s very comforting. She’s the only one who’s been giving me this kind of affection. I haven’t felt it in so long… 

“Y/n…? Your wings are scrunching up, what’s wrong?”

I look back confused as to what she’s talking about. My wings are in fact scrunching together against my back, it seems like they’ve been scrunching up more and more the more I was in my head about my family.

“I just…my family..did I do something wrong?”

Puffy tilts her head, she usually does this when she wants me to elaborate.

“I’ve tried so many different times to just talk to them! Even when we were younger, they rarely paid any attention to me. I had hoped that letting Tommy take my things or giving Philza and Techno their space to work on their stuff or helping Wil-“

“Y/n! Y/n, please slow down. Now, collect your thoughts, alright? What is it that you're trying to say?”

I take a deep breath. The memories and thoughts clouding my mind. The days I’d spend in our family’s house touch starved and lonely. The days they’d only talk to me to feed me or to ask me for something. The days I’d go to sleep in my twin-sized bed and feel the black and gold-tipped wings on my back rubbing against my arms, reminding me who I was and will always be bound to. A father who doesn’t care, and siblings full of neglect.

“Is it really a big request to just want some attention from them? I don’t know what I did, and Puffy, it destroys me to think I did something to hurt them. I just want them to like me! What did I do?!”

I’m sent over the edge at this point. Tears are streaming down my face and my sobs get more and more aggressive the more I try to repress it.

“AND I HAVE THESE WINGS ON MY BACK TO REMIND ME OF THE PEOPLE WHO DON'T CARE!”

Puffy takes one of my hands in hers and gives me a small handkerchief from her pocket with her free hand.

“Y/n...it kills me to hear that you truly feel this way. But please, please tell me- why do you care so much about people who don’t care at all?”

I sit and stare at the velvet red piece of fabric in my hand. Why do I care so much?

“W-well..because they’re my family! And I should still care for them!”

She looks at me and wraps her arms around me in a tight hug. It takes me by surprise and I’m frozen in place.

“Bad people are bad people. It doesn’t matter who they are or what their relations with you are, they hurt you. It doesn’t matter if they’re your blood family, if they aren’t willing to give you the love that you need then they aren’t worth it, Y/n.”

I’ve been caught off guard by what Puffy had said. My mind analyzes and sifts through the memory of her words. It leaves me distraught to realize she makes sense. I’m desperate to grab onto something to say, but I can’t think of anything. So, I say basically the last thing I can. 

“I wanna be part of your family, Puffy. I want horns, not these wings.”

Puffy breaks from the hug to look at me straight in the eyes. She still has that warm, welcoming smile on her face. The only form of comfort I have around here now. And I’m thankful for it.

“You don’t need horns to be part of my family, Y/n. I’ll accept you with open arms.”

[vintagedolan]

no service (gbd)

the boys do their first no tech challenge since you and grayson get together, and though they make it, something goes terribly wrong at home

word count: 5k

warnings/tags: angst, worried!grayson, hurt!y/n 

feel free to send in requests! i’ll write most things! hope you enjoy :)

Your POV:

“I dunno, I just have a weird feeling about this one.” Grayson’s fingers were twisting and untwisting the hem of your shirt, his nerves evident as you laid next to him in bed.

“Gray you’re gonna be fine, it’s just like before. You’ve got the van, and you’ve done survival stuff. Everything is gonna work out. I am gonna miss you though,” you gave him a sad smile.

Since you’d started dating, you’d been attached at the hip. You still had an apartment of your own, but if you were honest you needed to just bite the bullet and sell it - you practically lived with the twins, and you wouldn’t have it any other way. But that also meant that this was going to be the first long-ish stretch that you weren’t with each other. 

“It’s just 7 days baby, it’ll go by so fast.” Now he was comforting you, of course. 

“You’re gonna have the best time, I can’t wait to see the video when you get home.” 

“I’d send you pictures, but you know we won’t have our phones,” he sighed, running a finger along your jawline. “Not being able to see this face all week is gonna suck.”

You blushed deep red, warming his fingertips before you pulled away and crawled across the bed.

“Hey, where ya goin’?” Grayson pouted, but you ignored him for a second, going over to the dresser where you kept some of your clothes full time. You reached down, pulling out the little album that you’d been making as a gift for Grayson down the road. You pulled out one of your favorite pictures; from one of the first weeks that you’d been dating, it was the two of you with the LA skyline in the background, with you looking up at him as he smiled. 

“Here, take this with you.” You handed him the photo. “I know E will probably give you shit, but just hide it somewhere. Make sure you bring it back though, that one’s my favorite.”

“I love you,” he responded, but you barely heard it, because at that exact moment Ethan was banging on the door and yelling “GRAY! C’mon it’s time to go!” 

“And i’m going to kill my brother,” he groaned, reaching out and pulling you to him tightly, falling back on the bed. You landed on top of him, and his lips were on yours before you could say anything. He kissed you roughly for a minute, a bit of urgency there as he knew you weren’t going to be able to do this again for a while. Ethan knocked on the door again, and you felt Graysons arms tighten as he rolled over, putting you underneath him

“Go Gray, before he beats the door down,” you teased, pushing gently on his chest.

“I could just stay here with you,” he countered, raising an eyebrow.

“Go,” You giggled, pushing harder.

“Fine, fine,” he grumbled, kissing you again before getting up. “Alright E, I’m coming!” 

You followed him to the door where Ethan was standing in the doorway.

“Finally get him to stop crying and leave?” E asked.

“Oh shut up,” you teased, pushing on his chest so you could get by. He followed you, slinging an arm around your shoulders as you headed out to the van, which you knew was already packed.

You stayed out of the shot as they filmed a little intro explaining what they were doing. Grayson was so much more excited these days in all the videos, but even more so in the ones that had to do with adventures. You watched as the locked their phones in the box they’d used before, storing it under the benches in the van. 

Once the cameras cut, Gray made his way back over to you, wrapping you up in a tight hug.

“I love you. I’m gonna miss you so much,” he murmured into your hair.

“I love you too Gray. Be safe.”

“You too. Call Ricky if you need anything okay? He’ll still have his phone for emergencies.” 

“I’ll see you soon.”

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Grayson’s POV

His mind was already wandering as he continued driving down the road, already in Arizona. They were headed to Big Bend National Park, with the new challenge of not using their phones for navigation. Ethan was actually a good navigator, so once he got on the right highway it was just a matter of driving through Arizona and Texas, then down to the Mexico border to get to the park. 

“I think all this footage is gonna be sick, and I’m excited to get some star shots once we get to the park,” Ethan said. Gray just nodded along, watching the road.

“You good bro? You’re off, I can feel it.”

“Yeah, I’m fine. I just have a pit in my stomach about this whole thing. It’s makin’ me anxious,” Grayson explained, fists tightening on the wheel of the van. Ricky was in the back, sound asleep.

“What about it though? Is it something specific?” Ethan asked.

“I can’t put my finger on it. I just have a weird feeling. I’m sure it’s nothing, I’m just in my head.” 

“Is it Y/N?”

Sometimes, Grayson really hated sharing a mind. And this was one of those times. He stayed silent, which was enough of an answer for Ethan.

“She’s a fully capable person Gray. She’s gonna be fine without you for a few days.” 

“Thanks asshole, I know. Just drop it.” 

“Whatever,” Ethan shrugged, settling down into his chair a bit more, crossing his arms and getting comfy for the long trip ahead. 

And a long trip it was. They made it to the park around 1am, and were amazed at what they saw. Above them was the whole milky way, clear as day. 

They shot a quick clip explaining the main reason they’d come all the way to Big Bend.

“It’s a certified dark zone, which means no one is allowed to have building with lights out here. So theres no light pollution at all, it’s one of the best places in the world to see the stars,” Ethan explained. Grayson wasn’t paying too much attention; instead he was gazing up, and suddenly missing who he wanted beside him more than anything. 

It was going to be a long few days. 

Your POV:

The first four days were alright. You spent your time wandering around the house, enjoying all the space. You sat in Ethan’s comfy chair in the living room while you watched netflix, cuddled up in one of Grayson’s blankets from his bed that you’d dragged with you. It smelled like him, and it was comforting.

When that got boring you’d change into a swim suit, heading out to the pool - you’d given it a good cleaning, which you knew the boys would be thankful for when they got back. You were determined to get more of a tan than Gray by the end of the summer, and if you had any chance at all you needed to get a head start. 

By day five, the boredom was starting to get to you. You wanted to talk to Grayson, see his face, see his smile, hear his laugh. You even resorted to going back and watching a few of your favorite videos of theirs, just to hear his voice. You felt pathetic while you did it, but you also couldn’t really bring yourself to care too much if you were honest. All throughout the day you caught yourself pulling out your phone to text him, but you knew he wouldn’t see them. 

Still, you’d send a message just for fun, knowing he would see them once he got back and was allowed to have his phone. You could just imagine his face when he got back and saw all the little messages you’d left. 

miss youuuuu

hey u should come home now, k thanks

I stole your favorite hoodie and you’re never getting it back oops

im gonna hide all your building stuff, that’s the level of boredom i’m at

this shit sucks 

i love you

I wanna go on the next adventure :(

But as you sent the last one, it sparked an idea. 

You could make your own adventure. Nothing was stopping you, and you had nothing better to do. The weather was nice, and there was supposed to be some good surf coming in.

And so, that was that. You packed up a towel, your wetsuit and some sunscreen, heading out to the car. You decided to take the Bronco, just because it had the surf rack on top. Grayson still wasn’t too keen on anyone driving his car, but he trusted you with it more than Ethan, and you knew he wouldn’t really care.

So you packed up your surfboard, struggling a bit to get it on top of the roof and strapped down - Grayson always made it look so damn easy. But you managed, finally getting in and heading to the beach. The drive was beautiful, as always, but you missed being in the passenger seat with Grayson’s hand on your thigh. 

Damn. These last few days were gonna suck. 

Grayson’s POV:

“I think we’re really getting the hang of this bro. I’m excited. We could do this full time, for real,” Grayson grinned, packing up a few things in the van while Ethan filled up the packs with water. Ricky was filming, so he took the opportunity to explain what was happening.

“So guys, today we’re going on the longest, and most difficult hike in Big Bend. It’s called South Rim, it’s about 14 miles total, but we’re gonna split it up and actually camp about halfway so we can get even cooler views tonight. Now, Ethan and I like to say we’re hikers, but honestly, we kinda suck.”

“Yeah, we uh, we’re not great,” Ethan chimed in. 

“So this should be fun!”

“Oh yeah, great time.” 

“And obviously we don’t have our phones, so we’re gonna have no idea what time it is, we won’t be able to call for help if we get, ya know, mauled by a mountain lion or something.”

“Bro, why would you say that!?” Ethan groaned.

“It’s the truth! Well, I guess Ricky has his phone though, so we’d be alright.”

“My phone hasn’t had service since we got here,” Ricky countered from behind the camera. 

“Oh we are so fucked dude,” Ethan grumbled.

And in all honesty, it put a bit of a pit in Gray’s stomach, knowing he wouldn’t be able to contact anybody if something happened. But he pushed the thought from his mind, moving to help his brother pack up the tent and begin their trek.

Your POV:

The beach wasn’t too crowded, which was a blessing. When you said you liked to surf, it usually meant that you liked to catch 1 wave out of the 50 you tried for. You were a beginner, that was for sure. There were only about 20 people on the entire beach, and a few surfers out on the break, with the lifeguard keeping a close eye on them.

Even if you didn’t feel it, you looked the part in your wetsuit, board tucked under your arm. You snapped a quick picture, sending it to Grayson’s non-existent phone just for kicks.

wish you were here! you’d be laughing at how much I’m gonna suck. love you!

After it sent, you put it away in the waterproof box you’d brought. You made your way over to the lifeguard station, waving up at the man sitting atop the chair.

“Hey, I’m here by myself, do you care if I leave this box here with you?” You asked politely. 

“Yeah that’s fine. Be careful out there,” he responded, not taking his eyes off the water. You put it down by the legs of the chair, jogging towards the water. The ocean was cold when it hit your skin but you adjusted quickly, diving in and heading out to the break. 

And as you predicted, you missed practically every single one you tried to get up on. You hit the water over and over again, your arms sore from pushing up to standing, even if it was to no avail.

You began paddling in after about an hour, accepting defeat, when suddenly you noticed everyone beside you paddling out instead of in. 

The lifeguard’s whistle came too late. By the time you turned around, the wave was already there, towering feet above any that had come prior. 

And you were right in the break.

You’d read about these before. Rouge waves, you remembered. Random waves that come from nowhere, with no apparent cause. You had just enough time to suck in your breath before it crashed directly over your head.

It felt like the inside of a washing machine looked - that was the only way you could describe it. And then you felt something warm on your head, and everything went black.

Grayson’s POV:

It was the morning of day six, and Grayson had never been more ready to get home. The pit in his stomach was a rock now, and he had no explanation for it at all. 

“Bro we’re actually disgusting. Like we need a real shower somewhere, or we’re never gonna get the smell out of this van,” Ethan said. And he was right. After all the hiking and sleeping in the tent, the three of them reeked. 

“We could do a gas station shower, we just gotta map our way there without our phones. I don’t think that breaks the rules, we just aren’t supposed to use technology,” Ricky shrugged.

“Alright sick, we might as well start driving. Gray, you okay?” E asked.

“Yeah. Just don’t feel good,” he mumbled. He kept himself curled up in the back of the van, head resting on the table as Ethan found his way out of the park and towards the nearest town.

Grayson couldn’t figure out what was bothering him so much. He wasn’t dehydrated, he hadn’t eaten anything bad. He should be having the time of his life, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that something was terribly wrong. It was like the time that Ethan had cut his leg open when they were kids; Grayson wasn’t near him, but he just knew. It was exactly that feeling, except Ethan was right there in front of him, perfectly fine. So he just kept his head down, hoping whatever it was would pass.

They found the gas station about 45 minutes later, and the three of them headed in eagerly. Maybe a good warm shower would clear his mind. 

And once he was done, he did feel better. But only slightly. It was getting harder to breathe. He headed out, noticing that Ricky was already in the van and Ethan was waiting outside. 

“Gray, dude you don’t look good. What’s wrong?”

“I think I’m getting sick man. I’ve been sick to my stomach since yesterday, and I feel like I can’t breathe now. Maybe I’ve got a really bad allergy to something out here. I’m sorry man, I’m trying to shake it so I can be up for the video, but I don’t know where it’s coming from.” 

“Guys.” Ricky’s voice was serious, much more serious than normal.

“What’s up?” E asked. 

“I just got service again, and I’ve got 12 missed calls, all from the same number. I don’t recognize it though. LA area code.”

“Call it. Call it now.” Grayson’s answer came before he could even think about it. He felt like he was going to hurl.

Ricky dialed it back quickly, holding the phone up to his ear. The twins climbed in the back, sitting down across from him at the table.

“This is he.” Ricky said. “Um, yeah, yeah he’s right here.”

Grayson’s blood went ice cold when Ricky held the phone out for him.

“It’s for you.”

He felt robotic and he reached out, taking the phone and putting it up to his ear.

“Hello?”

“Hi, is this Mr. Grayson Dolan?” 

“Yes.”

“Hi Grayson. We’re just calling on behalf of Ms. Y/N Y/L/N from King Hospital, you’re listed as her primary emergency contact.”

“Is she alright? What happened?”

“She’s stable right now. We don’t have all of the details, she’s been in and out of consciousness. She was in an accident -”

“Accident?” Grayson’s voice cracked, and Ethan stiffened up beside him. As if it was instinct, he felt his brothers hand on his shoulder, anchoring him just enough that he could listen.

“She was out surfing at Manhattan Beach, the lifeguards said there was a rouge wave. They got her out quickly, but they think she hit her head on some rocks when she went under. She wasn’t breathing when they got to her, but she was stabilized in the ambulance. She told us to call Ricky off her phone when she was conscious because you wouldn’t have your phone. We’ve had her sedated so her brain could rest, but it looks like we’re going to need to take her in for surgery, because we found some deep lacerations on her head and want to check for anymore significant damage.”

“Surgery?” Grayson expected himself to go numb, but he almost had the opposite. He was so overwhelmed that it was crippling. “How soon?”

“As soon as we’re able. She isn’t able to give consent, so we needed to get in contact with you if possible. Are you able to get here quickly?”

“I’m - I’m not in the state, I’m in Texas.”

“Well, a telephone consent will do,” the nurse said.

“Oh. Okay, yeah. Yeah, I consent. Do what you need to, please just be careful.” It was dumb thing to say, he knew that, but he couldn’t help himself. 

“Thank you Mr. Dolan, we will. And we’ll keep you updated. Should we call at this number, or the one you have listed?” 

“The one I have listed is fine, I have it now.” 

Ethan knew exactly what that meant and was immediately scrambling to find the box with their phones while Ricky got the key ready off his keychain. 

“Alright, speak soon Mr. Dolan.” 

And with that she hung up the phone.

“I’m gonna be sick,” were the only words that Grayson could manage as he crawled to the back of the van and hurled over the bumper. Ethan followed him, holding onto his shoulders and trying to stabilize him so he didn’t fall out.

“What do we need to do Gray?”

“Drive. We need to get home, now.”

Without further questions, Ricky climbed into the drivers seat as they closed up the back of the van, immediately heading in the direction of California. 

When Gray finally managed to get enough air in his lungs, he was able to look up at Ethan, who was sitting opposite of him. 

“Y/N’s hurt. I think it’s pretty bad.”

“Tell me what happened.” 

And so he did, to the best of his ability. He didn’t have very much information, which was the hard part. But he told his brother everything that the nurse did.

“Well, if she was with it enough to give them Ricky’s number instead of yours, that’s good. That means she was alright when they got her in the ambulance.”

“Right. I wonder if she tried to call me.” The thought made his stomach tighten.

“Your phone was dead, it’s charging up front right now. Either way, we’re headed back as quick as we can.” 

Grayson noted that the van was moving quite quickly - Ricky was definitely speeding, but he didn’t care. 

“E.”

“I know Gray. I’m scared too. But she’s gonna be alright. She has to be.” 

She’s gonna be alright

She’s gonna be alright

He repeated the words over and over again in his head, sometimes mumbling them aloud. A few minutes later, his phone was charged. Ethan climbed to the front to get it. Without having to ask, Ethan knew that Grayson wanted him to screen his texts, just to see. And he could tell there were texts from her just by his face.

“E. If she text me about all this and I didn’t answer, I’m gonna lose my fucking mind.” 

“She wouldn’t have been able to, she didn’t take her phone in the water. These are all from before.” 

He held out his hand.

Looking at the texts was his undoing. He could hear her voice, clear as day in his head as he read them, making it all the much harder. He began to sob, uncontrollable ragged sounds. Ethan put an arm around his shoulder in silent support, as he often did. And Ricky continued down the road.

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It was the longest 15 hours of his life. They’d checked to make sure it wasn’t quicker to stop in Phoenix and put Grayson on a flight - driving straight through was faster. But god it felt like it was taking years. He held the picture he had of him and Y/N in his hand, but he couldn’t look at it for too long without losing it. 

Ethan was driving now, with Grayson in the passenger seat - he hadn’t been forced to take a turn, everyone knew he was in no shape to drive. 

Everyone in the car was on edge, which meant they all jumped practically to the ceiling when Grayson’s phone rang. He answered on the first ring.

“Hello?”

“Mr. Dolan?” It was a different voice this time.

“Yes.”

“Hi, this is Y/N’s surgeon, just calling with an update. Y/N is out of surgery, and she did great! No complications, and the damage seems pretty minimal, though we’ll have to see once she wakes up.” 

He took his first real breath in the last 15 hours. 

“That’s great news. Thank you.”

“So she’s in recovery right now, but she’s gonna be unconscious for the next 30 minutes or so. Should we be expecting you?”

“Yeah, yeah I’m headed there right now, I should be there in about 25 minutes according to my GPS.”

“Alright perfect. Well, she’s in room 828 on the post op wing when you get here, just sign in at the desk and we’ll bring you up. We’ll take good care of her.”

“Thank you so much doctor.”

“She’s alright. Out of surgery, should be waking up soon,” he explained as soon as he hung up. The relief was obvious, especially for Ethan. Gray had been so caught up in his own worry that he’d forgotten how worried Ethan must be - Y/N was practically his sister. Grayson watched as his brother pressed just a tiny bit more on the gas, racing towards the hospital.

When they arrived, Grayson couldn’t get out of the van fast enough. He bolted for the entrance, with Ethan in tow. Ricky stayed in the car out of privacy, offering to get them anything they needed. 

They went through the motions of check in - something they were all too familiar with - and Grayson followed the nurse up to the post op floor, where he was transferred over to the nurse that had initially called him. 

“She’s starting to stir just a bit. Just to prepare you, we aren’t sure how confused she’s going to be when she wakes up. With the mixture of anesthesia and her concussion, she may be very out of it. Just be patient with her, she should come around to her normal self within the next few hours. She’s right through here.” The nurse stopped outside the door, opening the door with a gentle push. 

“You wanna go alone, or do you want me with you?” Ethan asked, hesitating.

“With me.” He didn’t have to think about it. 

Grayson went in first, and if Ethan hadn’t been behind him, he probably would have fallen to his knees. Y/N was in the hospital bed, gown over her still form, her head partially wrapped in gauze. She had oxygen tubes in her nose and was breathing deeply, laying flat on her back, eyes closed. Just the image of her in the whole hospital garb was enough to bring tears to his eyes. He hated it more than he could have imagined. 

Once he was stable enough on his feet, Grayson headed to her bedside. As he got closer, she started to stir a bit, fingers twitching as he sat down as gently as he could on the side of her bed. It was as if she knew he was there already, even though he hadn’t said a word or touched her at all. 

“Mmmmmm.” She started to make a noise, her dry lips parting.

“Baby?” Grayson leaned forward, taking her hand in his, careful not to move her IV. 

“Mmm- mad.” She mumbled, eyes still closed.

“Mad?” He looked back at Ethan for clarification, but he just nodded. Grayson raised a hand up to cup her cheek, and she smiled, resting her head in his palm. He revealed in the feeling, taking it in. 

“Bronco.” This time, her word was clear, though it didn’t make anymore sense. 

“Baby. Y/N, can you open your eyes sweetheart?” Grayson coaxed, rubbing his thumb along her cheekbone. 

“Tryin’. It’s heavy,” she said, scrunching her eyebrows. He could tell she was really doing her best, which made his heart squeeze a bit tighter. When she finally managed to lift her eyelids, he could tell she was exhausted. 

“You’s gonna be mad at me,” was the first sentence she managed to string together, though all her words were drawn out and slightly garbled. 

“Why would I be mad at you baby?”

“I drove the bronco, left it at the beach. Probs some homeless guy living in it,” she said, resting all the weight of her head onto his hand. 

“It’s okay. I really couldn’t care less about the car right now.”

“Don’t say that, Ethan will be big sad.” She gasped then, sitting upright a little more. “Ethan! Hi buddy!” She had just noticed him at the end of the bed. She blinked hard, like she was trying to bring him into focus.

“Hey girly, how yah feelin?” 

“Got a cracked skull, but i’ms okay. But guess what?”

“What?” He asked.

“Still smarter than youuuuu,” she shrugged, and Grayson couldn’t help but let out a laugh.

She really was back to normal.

“You want me to go get the car?” Ethan asked, sitting on the opposite side of her bed and for once, choosing not to throw a comeback. He really had been worried.

“I don’t have keys. Or my phone. I left em with the lifeguard,” she pouted, her lip curling down. If it wasn’t so pitiful, he would have found it adorable. 

“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out. Don’t worry about it,” Grayson reassured her, leaning forward to press a kiss to her forehead. 

The nurse came in then to check on her. Ethan moved out of her way, and Grayson was about to move away, but Y/N grabbed his hand, using all her strength to hold him there.

“Don’t go,” she whimpered, and he swore he could feel a piece of his heart crack.

“I’m right here, just getting out of the nurses way,” he promised, kissing her hand and standing next to the bed.

“You guys are fine, I’ll let you know if you’re somewhere I need to be,” the nurse smiled. “How’re you feeling Y/N?” 

“Sore, but okay.”

“Well, you’re a trooper. I’ve never seen anyone come out of anesthesia so clear headed before. Now, you might get confused in a little while, but that’s just the concussion, and it’ll pass, okay? Just gotta give it time. You just rest and give your body some time to heal. You should be ready to rock and roll out of here in the next few days, okay?” 

“M’kay. Is my phone lost forever?” She asked.

“Actually the lifeguard that pulled you out dropped off your box with your things earlier. It’s over there with your other belongings.” 

Grayson made a mental note to find that guy and thank him profusely in the future. Ethan went over to the personal items bag, bringing it over to the bed. Y/N started to rummage through it, pulling things out one by one. 

When she got her wetsuit out - which took some effort - she frowned, running her finger over the new cut that Grayson assumed was made by the paramedics. He tried as hard as he could to not picture what the ambulance looked like when that cut was made.

“They cut it,” she pouted. “That was my favorite one.”

“I’ll buy you a new one,” Grayson reassured her. 

“M’kay,” she mumbled, satisfied. She cuddled down a little bit into her pillow, obviously exhausted. Grayson continued going through the bag, getting the keys and her phone out of the box. 

“I’m gonna get the car before it gets towed. Give you all a minute,” Ethan said quietly, having a hand out for the keys.

“Thanks bro. I’ll keep you updated.” 

He was extremely grateful, but he couldn’t find the words. He hoped Ethan knew.

“Gray,” Y/N said quietly. 

“Hey baby, I’m right here.” 

“M’tired,” she murmured, holding a hand out. “Can we sleep?” 

“You can sleep sweetheart,” Grayson reassured her. 

“C’mere. Come up here,” she said, patting the bed next to her. 

Grayson obliged, sliding his arms under her knees and behind her back, scooting her over just enough so that he could slide into the bed beside her. 

“Much better. I missed you. Maybe don’t go for so long next time,” she said, curling up against him and getting as close as she could.

“Don’t worry. I’m not leaving you for a long, long time.”

“Sounds good to me,” she mumbled, but she was already falling asleep before the end of the sentence. So Grayson held her close to him, relishing in the feeling and lulling off to sleep. 

[askthetotallynotsquad]

Boardwalk bros?

Ali: ya know it's okay so sure :3

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Rich: *being calm and stuff and watching egg clam close to home*

Jeremy: Rich what the hell are you doing?

Rich: *sniffles bc it's s a d and he's c r y i n g* watching egg clam close to home-

Jeremy: *sits next to the Rich and hugs him bc they’re all dating??* it’s okay dude

Rich: *hugs the dolphin back* ThE nONMySTErIOus gUy WaS sO meAn aNd nOW hE'tH nICe (not the real plot of sffh- duh)

Jeremy: Rich calm down- it’s okay, isn’t it good that he’s nice?

Rich: weLL- yeah I geuth *calms up*

Jeremy: *holds the Tich bc hes v small*

Tich: I'm v small

Rich: ew go a singular way tich

tich: *:(* okayyy... *goes a singular way*

Jeremy: I- *cuddles the RICH* (idk how to feel typing this)

Rich: *cuddles the JEREMY*

Jeremy: oh my god you are so small it’s amazing

Rich: well

Jeremy: *kisses the Rich* (THIS FEELS WEIRD TO WRITE- but uh- here Jeremy x Rich shippers-)

Rich: *kisses the Jeremy* (I could care less so um \('_')/)

Jeremy: *puts a blanket over the Rich* sleeppppp- you be been crying too much

Rich: *sleeppppps*

Jeremy: *is still holding the Rich bc that’s what people do when they’re dating??* hhh *is playing with the Rich’s hair*

Rich: *slep*

Thunder: hello y’all

Storm: YEEHAW

Rich: *is spooked :0*

Jeremy: *falls off the couch* OW-

Rich: *becomes a caterpillar because he makes a cocoon with the blankets :))))))))) <this is clearly a CATERPILLAR not a WoRm*

Jeremy: richie, what are you doing-

Rich: I am a c a t e r p i l l a r

Jeremy: a cute one

Rich: *:0* all pillarth are cute

Jeremy: you’re the cutest one * boop*

Rich: e

Jeremy: I’ll be right back *kiss owo*

-when Jermey comes back-

Jeremy: Rich...what are you wearing-

Rich: *epically wearing a crop top*

Jeremy: *v v v red* w-why-

Rich: becauthe I feel like it

Jeremy: wait- where did you get that-

Rich: the children's place

Jeremy: oh my god Rich- *picks up the rich*

Rich: *epically is a crop top god*

Jeremy: I don’t know how Michael and Jake will feel about this Rich

Rich: *puts on some epic sunglasses that are way to big for him* I could care less what they think *finger guns*

Jeremy: wow- hey those are my sunglasses-

Rich: overly too bad for you

Jeremy: oh well *puts the Rich down on the Jerems bed??* slep

Rich: no

Jeremy: yesssss *turns off the lights and puts the fairy lights on*

Rich: where is cat *:(*

Jeremy: nononono don’t be sad b- I’ll go get him! *runs downstairs*

Rich: *:((*

Jeremy: *comes back with the cat and sits on the bed* here you go Richh

Rich: *feeds cat a goldfish* here you go babyyyy boiii *uwu pats cat*

Jeremy: aweee *puts his arm around the rich*

-latar-

Rich: *asleep holding cat who is also alseep In his hands uwu*

Cat: *bein heccin ADORABLE*

Jeremy: *fell asleep like on Rich*

Later: cat the whale

Cat: *licks rich's face*

Rich: huhh- *awakens* aweeee hi catt *:3*

Cat: *uwu*

Jeremy: *asleep with his head in Rich’s lap-*

Rich: *slowly gets up and goes outside to play with cat*

Jeremy: *awaken and puts on the Jakey D’s sweatshirt bc he can and walks outside*

Rich: *playing with the epic tiny whale*

Cat: *epically happy*

Jeremy: this is too adorable *takes a picture on his Polaroid bc aesthetic*

Rich: *doot gives cat a goldfish* good boy cat!!

Cat: *I n h a l e*

Jermey: Richie come hereeee

Micheal: *walks in the Jake bc they were being tops somewhere else 😎* Tf is Richie doing??? *confusion*

Jeremy: he’s being adorable with cat *still wearing the Jakey D’s sweatshirt*

Jake: nah b- I think you’re the adorable one right now *wraps his arm around the Micheal??? Sure??? Idk I’m not Micheal-*

Jeremy: Jake- I don’t think you’re getting this sweatshirt back anytime soon

Jake: eh- I’ll just steal Micah’s then

Micheal: why is it always my stuff!? *:(*

Jeremy: don’t be sad!! *hugs the michael*

Jake: *hugs both of them bc why not*

Jeremy: awe I love you guys

Micheal: Well what if I love you guys more?

Jake: Well what if I love you guys the most-?Richie! Come here!

Jeremy: Jake stooooop *leans on the jake*

Jake: noooooo *kisses his head?? Ok*

Jeremy: *hugs the Jake???*

Micheal: Did Richie die or something???? Richhhhhhhhhh

Jeremy: he probably took Cat on a walk, it’s okay

Rich: *teehee made a plan with cat so um yeah whispers* 3.. 2.. 1

Cat: *pretend bites rich's neck so it looks like he died*

Rich: AHHHHHHHHHhhhhh *pretend dies uwu*

Jeremy: OH JESUS CHRIST RICH *epically runs to the rich*

Rich: *even has fake blood and stuff cause he's really good at these kinds of things*

Jeremy: CAT WHAT THE HELL?? Rich come on..wake up..*actually sobbing bc hes v v v sensitive*

Rich: *gets up* YOU'VE JUST WALKED THE PRANK THIS IS A HIDDEN CAMERA SHOW THERE'S CAMERAS UH- *points to his phone* THERE!! *proud of himself :D*

Cat: *dances*

Jeremy: RICHARD GORANSKI YOU SCARED ME HAVE TO DEATH! NO- TO DEATH! JESUS CHRIST *hugs the short man*

Rich: *hugs the jerem* teEhEE

Jeremy: *picks up the Rich*

Rich: ew heighth *clings onto Jeremy:0*

Jeremy: you’re only 6 feet off the ground- it’s okay babe

Rich: b u t th t i l l

Jeremy: *sits on the grass still holding le Rich* what about now?

Rich: better thank you very much

Jeremy: *le kiss* you’re welcome

Rich: so how do you feel about me being in a crop top *epic gaymer*

Jeremy: not gonna lie, it’s kinda hot

Rich: *blushy boye eek* i-i didn't expect you t-to thay that-

Ali: (bicycles- horray-?)

Jeremy: you asked me so I’m speaking the truth *kiss owo*

Rich: *kiss uwu*

Jeremy: kinky

Rich: you don't even know *;)*

Ali: (I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry)

Jeremy: *big blush boye* oh?

Rich: teahee

Jeremy: *picks up le Rich and walks inside* cuddles and movie- pleaseeee

Rich: y o th *snatches a blanket*

Jeremy: *puts le Rich down on le couch*

Rich: I mutht siat on your epic lap

Jeremy: go ahead *turns le tv on*

Rich: *sits on Jeremy's lap :0*

Jeremy: *wraps his arms around le Rich’s waist*

Rich: *epically puts on heathers but genderswap* love thith movie

Jeremy: you and your little heathers obsession

Rich: it'th a good movie okay?!

- latar -

Rich: *epically starts freaking out when jd explodes herself bc the fire and stuff*

Jeremy: you okay Rich?

Rich: mhmm *clearly not fine bc he's c r y i n g*

Jeremy: *turns le Rich around bc hes still in the jerems lap??* is it because of the fire..?

Rich: no I'm f-fine *still crying oh my orange juice*

Jeremy: *hugs le Rich* Rich, everything is okay now..

Rich: iM fINE *pushes germ (Jeremy) off him on my sticky cricket*

Jeremy: Rich, you’re crying-

Rich: no I'm n-not im fine. *turns away from Jeremy Oh my crunchy lightbulb*

Jeremy: Rich come on, we’ve all seen you cry before, we don’t like seeing you sad and you can talk to us-

Rich: *turns back to germ* WELL I DONT WANT YOU GUYTH TO THEE ME AS A CRY BB! *>:(* *runs off Oh my syrupy peacock*

Jeremy: Rich- we would never see or call you a crybaby-

Rich: *runs to his room shook door* ( he's way too dramatic and I don't care )

Jeremy: *knocks on the door* c’mon Rich..we don’t see you as a crybaby- you have emotions, it’s normal. And besides we know how fire makes you feel, it’s okay now, it’s all over, Jakes fine, Michael’s fine, I’m fine and you survived

Rich: I with I didn't-

Jeremy: Rich don’t say that..I love you..

Rich: that'th kinda gay-

Jeremy: rich just- open the door- I NEED to hug you

Rich: id rather not tho-

Jeremy: I know you’ll be looking for attention later then

Rich: try me! *>:)*

Jeremy: okay bye! *walks downstairs*

Later: eek

Rich: *walks downstairs* jeremyyyyy

Jeremy: *playing Minecraft* Rich it’s 2 in the morning what’s wrong?

Rich: I want h u g th

Jeremy: Rich what did I tell you earlier- shouldn’t you be sleeping?

Rich: n o. Altho I can't thleep with all the noitheth coming from Jake'th room

Jeremy: you can sleep in my room if you want *keeps playing Minecraft* they’re at it again, aren’t they?

Rich: I think-? I don't know. C u d d l e m e *sits down and wraps his arms around the jerem*

Jeremy: *puts his arm around le Rich* go to sleep shortie

Like 5 minutes Later: crunchy lightbulb

Rich: *asleep :0*

Jeremy: knew it *picks up le Rich and puts him in his room, down on his bed* (he put him in Jeremy’s room because he couldn’t sleep in his own)

Rich: *leeches onto a pillow* (cause that's what I do and if I'm rich then I geuss he does it too?? Idk)

Jeremy: *lays down next to le Rich bc they be dating*

Rich: *leeches onto Jeremy*

Jeremy: night Rich *le sleep*

Latar

Rich: *wakes up and makes chocolate chip pancakes cause they taste g o o d*

Jeremy: *walks into the kitchen half awake* Rich what are you doing-

Rich: making chocolate chip pancakes! *:D*

Jeremy: be carful- *yells as he’s walking upstairs* don’t hurt yourself!

-latar-

Rich: *made pancakes and walks upstairs* Jeremyyyyyy I have pancakessss *:)))*

Jeremy: ooooo! I bet they taste amazing babe!

Rich: *sksksksksk gives the pan* heere

Jeremy: *v long kiss* thank youuuuu

Rich: *surfer voice* no problemo my radical dude *surfer stuff*

Jeremy: *picks up me rich* stop being so cute!!

Rich: *angeri* I'm nOT cute!!

Jeremy: I don’t want to fight with you right now- you’re adorable *kiss*

Rich: *v v v long kiss uwu*

Jeremy: wow Richie getting feisty *smirk teehee*

Rich: *red boye eek*

Jeremy: *picks him up, v v v long kiss*

Rich: *even redder boye but v v v long kiss*

Jeremy: *makes out with thy Rich oops*

Rich: *sister shook*

Jeremy: Rich- you have a um- *coughs* B O N E R

Rich: oH *voicecracks* uM *hides under a blanket* tHAth fUn-

Jeremy: wow, I never knew I was that hot

Rich: have you looked in the mirror?

Jeremy: *sits on thu bed* you’re the hot one Goranski

Rich: *sticks his head out from under the blanket* what do you mean, I'm alwayth cold- *smirks :0*

Jeremy: oh my god stop *cuddles thy Rich*

Rich: *tries to escape from thy jerem* Can i have pancaketh nowwww

Jeremy: yes shortie *smiles at thy rich*

Rich: *inhales his pancakes because why would he eat Jeremy's?* y u m

Jeremy: why don’t you eat me like that

Rich: *almost falls over* wHAT- *blushing mess*

Jeremy: *in tears laughing* YOU’RE SO RED-

Rich: wELL-!

Jeremy: *rolling on the floor* OH MY GOD RICH!!

Rich: *jwj*

Jeremy: awe I’m sowwy Richieee

Rich: pft- what wath that?!

Ava: (that was possession)

Jeremy: what was what? Did I dot something wronggggg

Rich: *kiss uwu* nope!

Jeremy: yes

Rich: whyyy

Jeremy: because I'm a bad boyfriend

Rich: why would you thay that-

Jeremy: I don't give you enough affectionnnnnnn

Rich: then give me affection-

Jeremy: *jumps on thy rich*

Rich: thith youre warm

Jeremy: why thank you

Rich: eek *$qúïřmş*

Jeremy: stop moving I want loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Rich: *stops $qúïřmīñ*

Jeremy: hihihuhhdghegdb * h u g *

Rich: * g u h *

Jeremy: *:0*

Rich: *e m o r j y h t s e s s i k*

Jeremy: *kissesthyrich*

Rich: *kissesthyjeromebutitskissier*

Jeremy: are you trying to make out with me, again?

Rich: n o o o o o :o

Jeremy: lies

Rich: but do you want to make out with me again ith the quethtion

Jeremy: that's your own choice

Rich: *????*

Jeremy: you can if you want- *big blush man*

Rich: *skskskskkkskksksksks idk man*

Jeremy: wait- Rich, are you a vsco girl

Rich: ew no *makes out with thy germ*

Rich: *becomes hotter every seconday*

Jeremy: oh!-

Rich: *uwo*

Jeremy: you're a good kisser goranski *kiss owo*

Rich: *red bi* uno reverthe card *kiss uwuwu*

Jeremy: me? A good kisser? Oh please

Rich: oh reallyyyy? why would I kith you if you were a bad kither?

Jeremy: i- um- *v v v v v v red*

Rich: *;)))))))))*

Jeremy: *BIG BLUSH MAN*

Rich: *giggles* jeremy- um- you realize I'm on top of you right-?

[sidespidey]

Deck the Halls- Harrison Osterfield

Authors notes: OH BOY has it been a while since I’ve posted a piece of writing wow! Is it too early for Christmas fics?!? I hope not bc I’m feeling festive. I kinda came up with this while I was decorating my house with my family and now here we are. Like I said its been some time since I’ve written so I’m sorry if this is trash, but I’m always open to some constructive criticism! I hope all you lovelies enjoy! 

Word Count: 1557 (oops)

Warnings: pure fluff dw

You loved winter. The cold weather called for days inside cuddled under a blanket with hot chocolate, reading a book or watching your favourite movie. Your boyfriend Harrison also loved winter, but he’d rather spend it another way. He’d drag you out from under the blankets on the day of the first snowfall to catch snowflakes on your tongues and attempt to make snowmen with the little snow that fell. Although your feelings towards how you wanted to spend winter were different, you could both agree that the best part of the season was Christmas.

You both loved Christmas. As soon as Remembrance Day had passed, you two would be found hand-in-hand with Christmas flavoured drinks traveling shop-to-shop gathering decorations for your shared apartment. You’d be out finding the ugliest matching Christmas sweaters and taking cute pictures for Christmas cards to send to your friends and family. You thought the idea of Christmas cards was cheesy, but Harrison convinced you that everyone loved them.

Since you started dating, you made a tradition amongst yourselves of buying each other a tree ornament that reminded you of each other. They had to stand out from the generic ornaments you both brought from home however, so each year two new creative ornaments would be placed on the tree on Christmas Day. 

The ornament exchange was a sort of competition between you and Harrison. You competed with each other to see who could find the best ornament, Harrison normally winning because he would find you a unique one during his travels with Tom, practically dragging him and Harry to any store he thought could have ornaments. This year would be different though. You went all out and spent the money on getting Harrison an ornament decorated with a picture of you and Monty, both dressed up in Christmas sweaters and reindeer antlers that you had taken while he was away on press tour. The two of you continued through the mall, picking up new decorations to spread around your apartment. Harrison grabbed a few strands of new christmas lights to put on the tree, claiming that “the tree needs to shine brighter than your smile love”.

“I think that’s enough haz,” you told him after almost 3 hours of looking at decorations, “we have enough decorations to cover every inch of the apartment” you laugh as your boyfriend pouts. “That’s the whole point (Y/N), as the saying goes, the more the merrier” he says while winking, placing a kiss to your forehead. You look up into his blue eyes, feeling a blush rise to your cheeks just like when you two first started dating. “But baby, i’m tired and my feet hurt” you whine, knowing that it is impossible for Harrison to say no to you.  “Alright let’s go, i want to spend the rest of the night putting all our new decorations up” he says, grabbing your hand with his free one as you walk out to your car.

Spending the night putting up decorations is exactly what you did. Once you returned home, Harrison fixed you both up a cup of hot chocolate while you gathered all the decorations into the living room. It’s not long until Christmas music can be heard throughout your apartment, dancing through the air as you and Harrison get to work. You start on hanging tinsel around your windows as Harrison puts your tree together. Christmas lights are soon wrapped around the tree, Harrison gloating that the new ones he had bought that day made the tree look better, earning an eyeroll from you.

The two of you get to work decorating the tree. Ornaments of gold and red soon cover it, and of course the ornaments of your past competitions as well. Your favourite one being the one Harrison had given you the year you first started dating; a blue ornament with both your signatures tattooed to one side in white writing with the date of your anniversary on the other side. It was a simple idea, but it meant the world to you. Harrison knew you appreciated simple gifts with lots of meaning behind them, so when Sam gave him the idea, he ran to the nearest craft store and had it made.

“You know, i can’t wait to beat your butt again this year in the ornament exchange. Face it love, you’ll never beat me, i’m just too good of a gift giver” Harrison proclaims proudly as he hangs up his winner from the year before on the tree. “Ya ya tough guy, you just wait. I went all out this year and i’m so going to win” you remark. “Well if it’s anything like this one,” harrison replies holding up the batman one you got for him your first year together, “i’ll have no problem winning.” “I thought you loved the batman one though?” you question, sounding a bit hurt and beginning to fake sob. Instantly feeling horrible, Harrison hugs you close. “I do, i do love it! I love it so much its my favourite one imsosorryiloveyoupleasedontbeupset im a div iloveyouimsorry(Y/N)pleaseforgiveme” he pleads making you giggle. “You’re such a div, i couldn’t get mad at you over a Christmas ornament. I love you too much” you laugh, leaning in to peck your boyfriend’s lips making his frown convert into a smile. “I love you too my little snowflake”.

You were finishing the final touches to the tree when Harrison tapped your shoulder causing you to turn around. He looked at you with a sly smirk and held a piece of mistletoe over your head. “Oh look! How did this mistletoe get here?” he giggled as you wrapped your arms around his neck pulling him closer. “I’m not sure, but it’s pretty good timing. This place could use some heat” you reply, pulling him down to meet your lips, his hands finding your waist pulling you even closer. You break to rest your forehead against his, breathing in the warm scent of your boyfriend, slowly swaying to the Christmas music in the background. “As much as i enjoy this,” Harrison says breaking the silence, “I think it’s time we put the star on top.” You nod your head in agreeance as you place a soft kiss to his lips and turn to find the star.

As you pull the star out of its box, you feel Harrison’s arms wrap around you. “You ready?” he whispers in your ear, letting go of his grip on you. He turns around and kneels slightly, just enough for you to wrap you legs over his shoulders and get comfortable on his back. He stands slowly, lifting you up so you can reach the top of the tree. Placing the star on top, you feel him slowly draw shapes on your shins and place light kisses to the inside of your knees and thighs causing you to giggle. “Don’t giggle too much or i might drop you love” he warns you before kneeling once again so you can safely get off his shoulders.

He stands up and pulls you into a hug, admiring the beautiful job you had both done on the tree. He smiles to himself and kisses the top of your head, your face nuzzled into his chest. You stay like this for a moment, the two of you humming along to I’ll be home for Christmas  enjoying each other’s warmth, swaying lightly. The moment is cut short once you hear the piano notes of your favourite Christmas song start playing from the speaker. Harrison looks at you with fear in his eyes as you pull away from him, smiling at him with a devilish grin.

“(Y/N), no. please don-” he tries saying but he’s cut off short as you attempt to match your voice with that of Mariah Carey’s. You let go of his waist and run to the bathroom and grab your hairbrush, running around using it as a microphone as you lipsync All I want for Christmas is You  to you boyfriend. He stands there in awe as you sync each word perfectly, watching as you jump on top of the coffee table and point to him as Mariah’s voice sings “all i want for christmas is youuuuu, youuuu babyyyyy”.

Harrison laughs and jumps up on the table with you, grabbing the hair brush from your hands, mimicking your exact moves causing you both to fall onto the couch in a fit of laugher. Once you both have caught your breath, Harrison turns off the speaker and grabs you by your waist, pulling you on top of him as he lays down and wraps his arms around your shoulders, hugging you close like a teddy bear. His hands find your hair and he starts playing with it as yours rest on his raising chest, feeling his lungs emptying and filling again under your fingertips. Your head rests on his chest listening to his heartbeat as it slows to a relaxed pace. And it is in this position that you feel yourself slowly drift to sleep, the only light in the room is that of the christmas tree in the corner, and the only sounds are those of muttered i love yous and the light snores that escape Harrison’s lips as you both fall into sleep.

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