#MAYBE IT'S ENOUGH TMT

[feathers-silly-rambles]

I'm beginning to believe the 'Lilith told Alastor to go to the hotel' theory, so here are my ever-so-important-you-can't-live-without-needed thoughts on it.

Spoilers I think?

Okay uh- I don't buy into a lot of the stuff people say about it, but I do think she's the one who owns his soul. The 7 year disappearance is a bit specific to point out if it meant nothing.

SO! First thing, her intentions with sending him to the hotel. It could have been three things. To get him to screw it over (which I don't believe since he hasn't done anything to accomplish that), to ensure it succeeds (which I also doubt because although he's apparently been helpful, he hasn't done anything to actively help with the redemption stuff), or to protect Charlie (which I think is the most likely. Lilith can't be there for her daughter because she's busy with something.

Which leads me to point two, the reason the deal was made. We don't know for sure why it happened, but I heavily doubt Alastor could be tricked into making a deal, and (please correct me if I'm wrong) I'm pretty sure Viv mentioned somewhere that he wasn't really interested in power. This leads me to believe that he HAD to. As for what put him in such a vulnerable position, I have no idea. Maybe he got an angelic stabbing during his last fight with Vox or smth and agreed to give her his soul in exchange for help? Who knows. Anyway, I'm still completely clueless on the 7 year absense. What was bro doing?

Anyway, point three! I don't believe the deal would have been made upon Alastor's arrival to hell. No one knew or cared who he was until the radio broadcasts, there'd be no reason for Lilith to bother with him, and again, I doubt he'd be stupid enough to sell his soul unless he had to. So the deal was likely made AFTER his rise to power. I'm also inclined to believe it happened during the his 7 year absense somewhere. I don't have evidence for this I just think it makes sense.

So Alastor spawned, killed a bunch of powerful overloads, got into some sort of situation (likely one that would end his not-life), and was forced to make a deal with Lilith. From there we don't know but at the end of the 7 year poofing, Lilith begins getting voice messages of Charlie's plan with the hotel, and sends Alastor over (I don't think she sent him RIGHT after her last voicemail. It was just a bit too quick). He sees her on the picture box and figured he might as well see what she's doing if he's gonna have to put up with her.

And that's why he's there! Yay! Theories! None of this is actively confirmed, but my thoughts on it.

And now I'm gonna ramble about their dynamic because I'm an annoying nerd.

So this here. The scene from the pilot when he looks at the family portrait,

It's subtle but he does that narrow his eyes and bigger smile thing a number times for a number of reasons, but I don't think this one is hatred. In the comic with Vox, all it took was seeing his face on a screen and he started mumbling insults down the street until he got distracted by something else. And this does matter because if he wasn't on decent terms with Lilith, he'd probably hate her more just because of the soul thing. Now I know he hates the fact that she owns his soul (if I'm correct), but that doesn't mean he'd have to hate her.

Even if this wasn't much proof, he doesn't go into the hotel with any resentment towards Charlie. He already decided he hated Lucifer when they met but Charlie was fine. I also think he was interested in the entertainment as a side thing, since he'd have to make this tolerable somehow (and give himself some sense of control over what he's doing), hence why he insisted on helping rather than just watching. He doesn't glare at Charlie (and in referring to the pilot since that's where to met) and in fact seems to be alright with her. Given his habit of throwing Vaggie (leave her alone bro TmT) when he didn't even know her, I believe if he was on bad terms with Lilith, he would be trying to screw with Charlie in any way that doesn't put her at risk.

I'm guessing he was on decent terms with Lilith dispite it all, it was mentioned that he gets along with women better, and his interactions with Lucifer only solidify this with me.

Look, I love dad Alastor, but 1, they didn't have enough episodes to actually explore this and 2, even if he cared even the slightest bit for Charlie at this point (which I want to believe), that song was heavily exaggerating their relationship entirely to piss off her dad.

So Lucifer shows up and Al immediately tries to kill him through glaring. It's possible his own dad was crappy so he projected a bit on Lucifer, or that he just didn't like crappy parents, but I think it was because his absense was likely spend with Lilith, who Charlie confirmed had split up with her dad before her disappearance, and probably wasn't very happy with him, giving Al a bad impression before they even met.

And now for Mimzy. I love all of Alastor's friends, he's so good at finding them. Anyway, she shows up and although Alastor already knows what that means, he let's her. I think he knew she was going to bring people for him to kill and he was already in a bad mood so he needed someone to take that out on. However, when he saw the damage to the hotel, he realized he couldn't do that because it put Charlie in danger (now I don't know if this had anything to do with him actually caring at all, because if he'd get punished if Charlie was killed, there'd be no wonder as to why he sent her away even if he personally didn't care).

Then there's his random disappearances throughout the show. Mimzy said he hasn't 'done any if that in a while', in reference to killing people and broadcasting their screams, so although he's active again, he still isn't killing people quite yet. Despite this, there have been two episodes now where he was quite literally nowhere to be seen, with no indication of where he went. I'm guessing he has to go chat with Lilith every now and then to catch her up on what's going on in the hotel and with her daughter.

Also I couldn't find anywhere to fit this, but I'm guessing Lilith sent him over because she figured the hotel would attract terrible people and knew Charlie doesn't fight, so why not send the screams broadcasting radio demon over? No one fucks with him so why not?

So TLDR; Alastor became powerful boi in hell, got screwed over and had to make a deal with Lilith, she heard her daughter was running a hotel that would attract crappy people and sent him over to protect her. He randomly disappears to tell update her on what's going on. They're on decent terms but he hates the fact that she owns his soul.

[not-available-for-comment]

As someone who’s been cursed/blessed to need way too much physical therapy over the last 2 years, I’m always kind of in awe of their level of knowledge of the human body.

Trying to fix my fucked up knee:

PT: Oh I see your kneecap’s frozen in the wrong position. Let me just. *pushes kneecap to correct alignment* There.

Me: O_O

Rehabbing my broken arm:

OT: I cannot get this muscle to stop clamping down so tightly that it’s cutting off feeling in your hand. Maybe if we can tape it with just enough tension to pull the muscle up a bit?

Me: (internally) are you just giving me a sticker like I’m a first grader?

*next appointment*

OT: Did that help?

Me: Somehow, yes it did? I can feel my thumb again. Apparently you are the mythical person who hands out magic stickers.

Recovery from a bad fall:

Therapeutic massage therapist: *working*

Me: I did not even know those muscles were tender

TMT: Yeah sometimes the actual problem isn’t where the pain is manifesting

*after a solid 20 minutes of working on the middle of my back plus a day of recovery, my hip works again*

Recovery from a spinal injury:

PT: Ok I’m going to help you with some spinal movement *puts his hands on my back* Hmm. Ok actually I’m going to do some soft tissue massage because your back is very tight

Me: *muffled* Thank you

*5-10 minutes later and my back not only feels better than it has in a week but my mood has significantly improved*

___

Like, nothing was completely painless (except for the kneecap manipulation, which was just uncanny) but also *how did you know to do that* and *wow it actually worked*.

[ofoceansandtombsanew]

your gojou baby daddy series was so good i'll literally eat up anything else you write about it!

TmT Thanks so much, I appreciate you liked it so much! But pt 2 was the final installment so I don't I'll be adding anymore to it but I'm always down to talk about any headcanons about it. I left it pretty open-ended in the sense that readers could decide what happened next

maybe you moved into gojou's or he moved into your place or maybe you both tipped in to get an entirely a decent distant from the school he teaches at, your aquarium and itsuki's daycare

all in all, a happy ending for the three of you with enough left out so readers can have fun imagining what happened after the solidification of your relationship

[thepictureofsdr]

While I do agree that TMT may not recognise Thomas as a complicated person (rather than just kind) I’m not necessarily sure that they’ve actually forced Tom into that role?

Because yes, he hides that he likes men in fear of them knowing he likes Alastair, but we don’t actually know how they would react. I think all of TMTs biggest (non magic) problems (except maybe Kit) stem from their own perception of themselves: at the start of ChoG James tells Cordelia he doesn’t feel like he has a ‘real’ place in his friends, & Matthew, well that’s a whole other thing.

I think there’s definitely an element of TMTs hatred of Alastair that makes Tom feel he can’t talk to them about it, but it’s not all on their heads. I see a lot of myself in Thomas - I can understand fearing change by imagining the worst, the possibility (however irrational) of my friends deciding I’m not good enough based on my actions/choices/feelings. I have great friends & they have never done that - but the fear is still there

The truth is we don’t entirely know how James would react - his opinion of Alastair doesn’t mean he’ll try to intervene in Tom’s life; & we don’t know how he would react about Tom showing his ‘uglier’ side because he never has. Math is not mentally healthy - none of his responses are quite right, to anyone - but if he heals? They are all (Tom included) oblivious in different ways. I really hope Tom is brave enough to be himself in ChoT, because I (personally) don’t think TMT will resist it if he does.

If that makes sense?? (Sorry if it doesn’t)

no it makes sense youre good

i don’t necessarily think they FORCED him into that role, but its more the idea of not being allowed to grow and being stuck in a mold which is one of the parts i really relate to with thomas, this continuous habit of friends acting shocked and insane when you shift from that mold they’ve always assumed you fit so perfectly into which keeps you trapped, and instances like how every single time he tried to defend alastair even when they were really young, he was immediately and fully shut down. and i honestly kind always assumed there would never be any fear of admitting liking men considering anna’s already shown that everyone in the family is fine with that but maybe thats not enough to reassure him. regardless i too hope he gets the chance to stand up to the people around him and actually have them see him he deserves it

[dimensionwalker-realityweaver]

DWRW News: 05/07/2023

Happy Sunday, everybody!

Sorry there was no update last month! I got so wrapped up in personal stuff and working on final assignments for my spring semester of college that I didn't really have the time to work on chapter 2 of The Midnight Thief. Luckily, this week is my last week of school before I'm free for the summer, so an update should be out by the end of the month. Keep an eye out 'til then!

For now, let's talk about some things that I did I have time for that are DWRW-related.

First things first, I forgot to mention this in my last post. As you can see, the blog went through a little name change. While rewriting the first chapters of TMT posted to Wattpad, I decided to rename the series into something more befitting of the characters it's centered around. After all, the series is not just about Dimension Walkers. It's also about Reality Weavers (formerly known as the Seers of the Mist), and thus it's only fair that they also share a spot on the series's title with Dimension Walkers. From this point forward, TDW will now be known as the Dimension Walker, Reality Weaver series (DWRW, for short)!

Next up, I am excited to announce that I now have a ko-fi page, where you can tip me if you wanna do more than just drop a comment/vote. Please don't feel pressured to donate, though. This is only for those that have a coin or two to spare. If you can't afford to tip me, just keep on reading and telling me how you feel about the story thus far. Maybe also tell your friends to check out my work. That alone is enough support to keep this story going!

Lastly, Wattpad is no longer the only place you can read the series. I've recently created a website dedicated to hosting/posting not only chapters of TMT but also subsequent installments of the DWRW series! As useful as Wattpad is when it comes to posting stories, garnering reader engagement, and gaining monetary/publishing opportunities, I've always wanted to post DWRW to a site where I can format it to my taste and have no restrictions to what I can and can't put in my own story. I do want to publish DWRW one day; however, I want to first post the story to a site where I'm in full control and can tell Thea's (as well as her friends') story without stifling filters. And so, when I couldn't find any satisfying alternatives to Wattpad, I just up and decided to make my own site! It's rather simple as of now, and I do plan on updating the site when the situation calls for it in the future. But, for the time being, we're stuck with what my amateur coding skills accomplished.

Til next time, everybody!

~Ari

[rosafione]

"Come Closer."

title; How Far Will I Fall, 'Till You Catch Me In your Arms

pairing; xiao x reader

desc; you never really lacked the guts for these kinds of things, but before everything else, you valued his feelings, and most of all, his consent. in the end, it still takes two to tango.

a/n; xiao drabble xiao drabble xiao drabbleee now, he might be ooc, im not sure, but this is mostly just an hc if you guys are close— to an extent muahahahahaha

Time was at a standstill for a certain young adeptus.

For someone who's lived a millennia, you'd think two months would only feel like a second. Before, Xiao would not deny the frequency of those moments— of loneliness, and melancholy; Of time spent watching the Guyun Stone Forest and awaiting his time to strike.

Every day that passed was one spent with his guard high, back then.

And yet now, those moments seemed as if they existed in a far different time. A time before the Traveler plunged Osial into the ocean, stripping them of their adeptal duties and eliminating a cause for Liyue to seek their guidance.

Though possibly the greatest disparity from that time could be that.. It was a time before you— before he had you by his side.

You were a mortal, one he considers to be above average, yet a mortal, nonetheless. You still had times where your humanity catches up to you, and you are left vulnerable in the hands of the evil that lurks among the lands of Tevyat.

Xiao met you at your weakest; But he watched you grow into your shell.

It wasn't as if he regarded you with any special fondness. At first. You were no different from any other mortal that walked Liyue— a fragile creature he was tasked to protect, and a being he needed to steer clear off, lest he harm you with his adeptal energy. (Death from the sheer force of it was no stranger to him. He does not want to carry another human's death on his shoulders.)

Xiao had a complicated relationship with the mortal realm. It was not disdain he harbored for humans, only vigilance and curiosity.

Their realm and the adepti's were two worlds apart.

What differed you from the mortals is that you crossed that distance. And somehow, you stood before him, right in the in between.

He wonders how you do it; You've always been unyielding in his presence. He knows you are aware of his prowess, but every time he looks at you, there is nothing but fondness and adoration he sees in your ancient gaze.

You offered him Almond Tofu almost every day. It makes him anticipate your troubles, yet you do no else other than indulge him in small chats, and silly escort commissions into the mountains or the forest. At times, you'd just watch him feed on your offerings.

He knew it was a bribe, the Almond Tofu. You did it almost everyday— Until you didn't have to.

At some point, Xiao stopped denying your presence. He's warned you enough— He respected you enough to know that you were an adult, and you could think for yourself. And though the moments you'd offer him were memories worthy to look back on, he dares not seek you out.

But he didn't have to. You always came to him first.

His relationship with you only grew from there. It was no earth-shattering occurrence, that's for sure. It was a parasite that he didn't know had been rooting itself into his being so deeply that he cannot bring himself to part with it.

Though if not a shocking event, it was still a crushing revelation.

"Good day, Xiao."

The lady-in-charge, Verr, seemed to be searching for something before her gaze flitted back to his. "No Y/N today?"

"Y/N is off to the harbour for a few days," he'd answered instinctively as he walked to the usual table prepared for him near the kitchen.

"And you didn't come with?"

His slit brows raise in confusion. "Why would I?"

"Oh dear, my apologies. I just figured—" a bashful chuckle leaves her— "Since I see you guys together all the time."

He frowns at the memory. It was a realization that started his resolve to put some distance, yet it was also the beginning of your.. lengthy travels.

When your few days became a few weeks, his resolve easily yielded to his eagerness in meeting you once more.

-

Time used to pass by swiftly, but nowadays, a year spent with you feels as if he had already spent half of his life.

He sighs, shaking his head at himself. "Reduced to just standing around. How absurd."

"If you think standing around was such an absurd concept then why do you still reject the idea of travelling with me?"

The familiar voice wills him to rip his gaze away from the scenery.

He knows it is yours— your steps, your scent, your weight, your presence. Xiao feels you the moment you stepped into the inn. Yet he does not move, run, nor show any sign of the buzz that vibrates from inside his chest.

Yet when he sees you, you are beautiful, safe. Ephemeral.

He forgets every aching minute he's spent in the eight weeks you were not in his vicinity.

Time runs again.

Still, everything about you is slow; The way you walk carefully to his side, the way you drag your fond gaze from his, to the scenery before you.. The way your hair flows and dances with the evening breeze.

He knows. The wind has always favored you.

"Ever since meeting the Traveler, all you've talked about is travelling," he chose to say.

"With you."

"What?" he frowns.

"I mean that yes, all I've talked about is travelling—" you chuckle bashfully, averting your eyes away from his— "That is, travelling.. But with you."

His eyes widen, then hardening with a purse of his lips, before he turns to glare into the distance. "My answer will not change. I cannot leave Liyue."

"And my reply is the same," you sigh. "The place does not matter. As long as we'd be together."

It is a sensitive topic, and an inevitable taboo.

There was a line neither of you should ever cross— a line he's put there himself, and one he disdains all the same.

Silence ensues. It is a frequent occurrence, ever since you first brought up the prospect of adventuring. Stubborn and troublesome. Xiao finds himself needing to track back in conversations just to figure you out.

Mortals were such complex creatures.

And yet it was so easy for you to read him like an open book. Or so he assumes. You always knew how you'd deal with him. Even Xiao knows that it is no easy feat.

"You're always like this," he grumbles.

You do not answer, and he settles for the tranquility, all the tension leaving his body; And for once, after two months, he felt as if he could actually breathe.

He wonders how much longer he'd be stuck in this area of torment and bliss. Wonders how much longer he'll continue to drag you into it.

Wonders when you'll snap and just leave him all together.

He frowns grumpily at the thought.

-

"Can I?" you ask.

Xiao looks into your eyes— swirling hues that didn't return his gaze, far focused on a lower part of his face. His lips, he realizes. Your gaze had been focused on his lips.

The epiphany wills a streak of crimson to rise to the tips of his ears, and his own focus is stolen away by the pink appendage that wets your lips.

"Your question is incomplete," he says instead, feigning ignorance.

Shaking his head, Xiao crosses his arms and forces himself to concentrate on your eyes. Only on your eyes.

Maybe then, he wouldn't get so distracted.

"Regardless of how your question would go, I don't understand why you need my opinion," he huffs, grumbling. "It's your body. You would know it best."

You press your lips together. A gentle, bashful smile spreading on your face as a fond look emerges in your eyes. "My apologies," you chuckle. "It was the wrong question to ask."

He faces you to narrow his eyes at your suspicious behavior, but he's far too distracted by the way your hand lifts, trailing from the side of his neck to gently cup his cheek, and his breath hitches, eyes widening.

Warmth radiated from your touch. Xiao knows better than to reject such touches any longer when with you. So he leans into it, presses his head closer to your palm, closing his eyes and exhaling in surrender.

"What i meant to ask was," he opens his eyes to look at you.

Your gazes clash. They meld and melt into each other as you slowly raise yourself closer and closer — or perhaps it was him who'd been leaning down.

The hand that traces the tattoo on his right arm, as well as the other that caresses his face with an aching gentleness, reels him in. enthralls him. It lures him into succumbing to your presence, and his body goes through that familiar feeling of softening under your touch.

"May I?" you whisper.

Suddenly, you are leaning in more eagerly— more determined, as if with a clear intent in mind. He thinks he understands your words enough now, swirling in his mind, goes through consideration, and the one practical response he could muster with his focus in a jumble is to deny you permission.

He gulps soundly; He can't bring himself to.

Xiao thinks this is it, watching you move in as he struggles to keep his eyes from fluttering shut. He thinks it would be this moment— this moment in which he dooms the unspoken rule between mortals and adepti. Dooms the contract he's worked so hard to fulfill in service of Lord Morax, now Zhong Li. He'd doom your friendship, or whatever it is you've offered him up to this point.

Yet even then.. Even then, he doesn't say no.

He stays quiet; Waiting. Wanting.

It's funny— the mortal language, how one could switch out a letter, and a word would seem that much different.

It was true, nonetheless.

Xiao waits. Xiao wants.

He wants the closeness, the intimacy— the affection you provide. He wants your lips to meet his just to know if it is as soft as the rest of you is. He wants to see if a kiss— curious, like a child— truly lives up to the countless tales told by the experienced. He wants to know.. If you will give him those answers.

His amber eyes meet yours. He does not breathe, as if doing so would scare you away. As if doing anything would give you a response he does not want to give.

It is enough. Your noses bump for a second, his eyes fluttering closed; Your scent wafts from beneath his nose, crisp burning incense, molded into the fresh smell of the forest that is brought about by the wind.

He curves into you, a single thought shaking him to the core, making him tremble - so utterly pathetic.

'Please..'

Your lips do not meet.

And suddenly, there is too much air between you and him.

Xiao opens his eyes to see you trailing back, fidgety— you looked like a walking contradiction, twitching fingers trying to cross the distance, gaze darting between looking away or staring regretfully at his lips.

There was a crimson hue staining your cheeks, he noticed.

"Why.." he whispers, then catches himself.

The inside of his chest strains from all the emotions he has to keep hidden— all the emotions he has to keep denying.

Disappointment. Loneliness. Exhaustion. Desperation.

Xiao wants.

-

You couldn't believe you almost kissed him.

It was a heavy violation of contract— not that you two had ever agreed to one, but it was an unspoken compromise. It was a truth you both knew, yet continued to ignore.

So that this— whatever this was, could survive.

Archons, you almost laid it all to waste!

(Either way, any decision would still leave you with regrets, had you continued or pulled away.)

"Ah, would you look at that!" you laughed out loud in a panic, perhaps to cover up the tense atmosphere. "I did it again! I asked a question without completing it, yeah? Guess it's a really bad habit on mine!"

Xiao does not answer. You spare him a look. And you wish you hadn't.

He looks dejected, disappointment and frustration showing through his slit eyebrows and wide eyes.

As if your choice was a surprise to him.

As if he wanted you to continue.

As if.

You couldn't deny you wanted it, too. Whatever he could give you. And, more.

You mentally scold yourself, knowing you're already stretching Xiao's patience with your friendship as it is.

You have to remind yourself that Xiao is immortal, and no matter how humane he may seem, you cannot trouble him with matters such as the turmoil in your heart.

It's really hard to say anything, when all the thoughts that circle in your head is how wonderful he is. How amazing he makes you feel. How he is all you've ever wanted for the whole year since you've realized you'd developed a certain affection for him.

"Sorry, Xiao," you say, throat tightening with bubbles of emotions threatening to spill. "I should.. Go away, for some time."

( And the first thing Xiao thinks is to dejectedly reply 'Again.?' )

"No," he says all too quickly, detaching from the banister.

"No?" you echo, confused. "N-no what?"

"Stay," he says, but it is not a command. Not from the adeptus. It is a soft request; A wavering plea that reaches to you soul.

"Where?" you ask. 'How far?'

"Here," he whispers now. "With me."

You push your luck, craving just a bit more patience from Xiao.

"Close?"

You could see Xiao consider. His eyes showing his heart, but his silence showing his mind.

He gives in.

"Close."

That day was the nearest you've peered, held and embraced Xiao's soul, moving closer, and softly leaning your forehead on his, clenching onto the white fabric of his shirt as he loosely wraps an arm around your waist— under the watchful eyes of the night sky.

There is still a distance that Xiao dares not cross.

And for now, maybe it's enough.

[heir-of-the-chair]

You know, realistically both Conn and Embre would probably curse a decent amount and I find that hilarious.

[hiimrenireny]

hey so, me (dm), hedwyn @gaygolathanian , kyle @gayghost , and our friend ruby are playing dnd together, and weve been playing for a few months now and have decided to share some of it.

ive converted this into a viewable google doc for accessibility 

everyone got a chance to introduce their characters to the world for a bit, so parts 2 and 3 will come soon, and if they get enough attention, ill continue sharing what i lovingly call; The Misfits Three play D&D

[purplegirl20]

Lazy Saturday

Pairing: Damian Priest x Self-Insert (Me)

Summary: Damian decided to call me on my day off

Warning: None

Tagging:@ghoulsister1 @omg-im-such-a-masochist @babiidee28 @sparkleva25 @alicejoaquin1990 @vintage-pvssy @ashkrystal @theworldofotps @nyc-kyra-93 @ziasaph @priestparty @queenzay @sultryfandoms @auburnwrites @windhamsrotunda@rheaanddamianfan@theclawdeen1442@tmt-77@blueberryomega@ironshamelessyouth @lisashield

Note: This story is a drabble. I hope you enjoy my drabble

October 15th..

It was a quiet Saturday afternoon. I was in my room, on my phone scrolling through my phone.

Shaynell:(sighs) What a week I have. I can't believe I have to do overtime once again. But at least I did enough overtime to give me a day off today.

I quickly opens the uber eats app.

Shaynell:(sighs) Maybe I could order some food.

Before I could do my order, my phone starts ringing. I quickly look and saw Damian's name on my phone.

Shaynell: Hello.

Damian: Hey Mija. How are you?

Shaynell: I'm ok.

Damian: You have work?

Shaynell: No. I'm actually taking a break.

Damian: Finally.

Shaynell: You made it to Sioux City?

Damian: Yep. Me and Rhea was able to make it safely.

Shaynell:(sighs) ok.

Damian: Mija. Are you ok? You sound down? What's going on?

Shaynell:(sighs) I don't know. I kinda feel left out.

Damian: Left out? What's happen?

Shaynell:(sighs) I don't know. You and the judgement day are having fun hanging out, while I have to work out overtime again.

Damian: You're working overtime again? How long?

Shaynell:(sighs) 3 weeks.

Damian:(concerned) Were you able to get some sleep?

Shaynell:(sighs) No.

Damian: Mija.

Shaynell:(sighs) I'm sorry. I know you're busy.

Damian: Mija. Don't apologize. Try to get some rest and eat. When I come back, take the whole week off and I'll deal with your expenses.

Shaynell: Are you sure?

Damian: Of course Mija. Just relax and do nothing. You promise?

Shaynell:(yawns) I promise.

Damian: Alright. I love you, Mija.

Shaynell:(yawns) I love you too, my little Lulu.

(Laughing) Lulu? Shaynell called Lulu?

Damian: I got go. Bye.

He quickly hangs up the phone.

Rhea: So little Lulu, Huh?

Damian:(blushing) Callate la Boca!

I smile and I slowly closes my eyes to get some rest.

[pesiko]

CHAN ONESHOT RECS

Illicit and Priceless - thief who stole his mother’s ring [26k]

Domestic Disturbance - a murder in Seoul M [21k]

10/10 - your feelings described in numbers M [18.7k]

Outta My Head - can’t sleep bc his night activities M [17k]

Past, Present, Future - to his high school reunion [14.4k]

Priceless - it’s value can’t be determined [14.3k]

Mayhem - ever since Chan joined your camp M [12.8k]

Between the Lines - arranged marriage AU M [12.5k]

Idr - distance makes the heart grow fonder [12.5k]

The Eclipse - a blind date gone wrong, no biggie right? [12k]

Turn Me Inside and Out - oh that’s what love feels like [9.9k]

First - you always come first, best friends [9.7k]

Promise This - arranged mar., can I learn to love you? [8.7k]

Lights Flew By - stuck at the airport with a stranger [8.4k]

Of Late Night Shifts and Vampires - catching him [7.9k]

In the Eye of Heaven - spend a lifetime waiting for you [7.4k]

From Grace - what if darkness was not 1 dimensional [7.1k]

The Sun Will Rise Again - apartment gets broken into [6.8k]

Love Me, Love Me Not - when Chan rejected you [6.5k]

Night Changes - kissing him wasn’t your resolution [5.3k]

Love, Chan - pretending that night never happened [4.9k]

At Wits End - fiancé had always been audacious M [4.7k]

Phobia - relationships were about give and take [4.4k]

Nightmare Eyes - after the two of you fell out of love [4k]

A Punch and a Dive - swimmer Chan and a boxer [3.5k]

Let Sleeping Friends Lie - sharing a tent with friends [3.3k]

Dive - “save your smooching for later” [3.2k]

Felicity - a feeling of intense joy when you’re together [3k]

Sucker For You - vampire boyfriend Chan [2.9k]

Midnight Somewhere - coworkers and the dating ban [2.6k]

Wounded Hearts - when you go back into battle [2.3k]

Cozy Corner - hope he’s a fast reader [2.2k]

Midnight at the Local Denny’s - goodlooking stranger [2.2k]

Falling for the First Time - hogwarts AU, avoiding him [2.1k]

When We See It - been six years since the day you left [1.6k]

Better in Private - “whenever you wanna leave is fine” [1.6k]

Tmt (Too Much Tank Tops) - the urge to bite his arm [1.6k]

Nothing Like Us - many miserable relationships [1.5k]

In a Different Way - maybe this time it could work [1.5k]

Sunrise - forest nymph and a water nymph [1.4k]

Not That Bad - maybe bad boy Chan wasn’t that bad [1.4k]

Delivery - the best part was the delivery boy [1.1k]

Not That Bad - Chan is getting bullied [1.1k]

Good Enough - it was never fun feeling empty [1k]

Don’t Talk, Sing - two people spending time together [1k]

The Morning After - waking up next to a stranger [1k]

❥ CHAN NAVI

[main masterlist] [stray kids masterlist] updated 7-31-21

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...I’ve just had a bit of an idea running around my head ever since we found out about Clouse’s sleeping issues

If one of the kiddos got up due to a nightmare or sleeping issues and Clouse found them since he was still up would he talk to them at all

Like have a bit of a heart to heart

(I just want Uncle Clouse okay TmT)

Oh my god absolutely yes. I need to write a drabble  about this when skylor was younger it’s 2 am and this is going to be unedited so please excuse any spelling or grammatical errors I’m so filled with love for this idea.

The ticking of the clock was something Clouse had grown accustomed to in the otherwise still silence of the night. The creaking of the walls as the monastery shifted, wind whispering just outside the window, the nearly silent beating of bats’ wings in the nearby trees.

Clouse stood in one of the halls with a warm cup of tea in his hands, keeping his otherwise frigidly cold hands warm. He was staring out the window, occasionally glancing down both sides of the hallway when taking sips from his cup. The tea was poorly seeped, having sat in the overheated water for longer than intended, but it was enough to keep himself grounded after yet another two hours of relatively restless sleep.

He stayed in silence for what felt like eternity, boredom encompassing him despite his best efforts to think of things that were even remotely interesting. He thought about returning to the kitchen, or what Master Chen called a kitchen— being more a shottily built brick oven, questionably plumbed sink, cabinets and a pantry— and cleaning up the mess from Garmadon’s attempt at making dinner. After deciding that was better than standing around and not being productive, Clouse pushed himself off the wall and began to quietly walk the halls toward the kitchen.

While walking, Clouse heard something that was not of the usual nightly ambiance. He heard... Whimpering, what maybe even pass as quiet sobs, coming from his Master’s daughter’s room. He halted just after passing the door, slowly turning his head and pausing for a moment to register the sound.  He had to admit, it pulled at his heart, if only the smallest amount. He stood still for another moment before hearing another series of sniffling from the room, shaking his head and quietly stepping toward the door, knocking as quietly as he could in hopes Skylor may hear.

There was a pause, before a quiet voice spoke up from within, “... Fafa?” The name usually reserved for Chen, who had insisted his young daughter call him ‘father’, and of course, at the time of Skylor just beginning to speak, she could not pronounce that many syllables.

“... No. Clouse.” He answered after a moment, clenching his jaw for a moment when silence crept back up on him. Maybe he should have woken Master Chen to deal with this, maybe she didn’t want someone who wasn’t even her family to come to her aid, maybe—

The door creaked open, making Clouse take a step back and look down toward the young girl. She held a strong face, but it was obvious she had been crying. Her room was a mess, obvious her power had gotten out of hand on account of the only element she had absorbed being Garmadon’s. Her blanket was in tatters, many of her hand sewn dolls halfway turned to ash, and her lamp broken on the ground. Clouse looked visibly panicked for a moment after seeing the sharp glass all over her floor, but quickly attempted to regain his composure. He swallowed and moved to put his cup down on the dresser just inside Skylor’s room, then kneeling down to get eye-level with her.

“What happened here?” He managed to ask after a moment, Skylor curling in on herself ever so slightly as if she were in trouble. Clouse paused before shaking his head, cautiously moving to put a hand on her shoulder. “You aren’t in trouble,” He carefully chose his words, “I just... Want to know what happened. I won’t tell your father if you don’t want me to.”

Skylor seemed to think for a moment, clenching and unclenching her tiny fists as she looked toward the floor. After a beat, she began to speak, almost like she was admitting to something she’d done wrong. “I had... A dream. That these mean... Monsters, in all black with these... These big white eyes, tried to hurt Fafa— and, and Lloyd, and— Uncle Gar, Aunt Ako, and— And you, and— I couldn’t stop them, I couldn’t—” She began to work herself up again, her face becoming flushed with fear and anger, tears brimming in her eyes, “I couldn’t do anything about it! I was—I couldn’t,” She sobbed, immediately reaching forward in an attempt to hug Clouse for comfort— Something he allowed, but was taken aback by.

It took him a moment to reciprocate the hug, looking dazed as if he was having trouble processing this information. He stayed silent for a moment as he pat the girl’s back, like he had seen Garmadon or Misako do with Lloyd whenever the toddler got upset about something. “... Well, those ‘mean monsters’, you called them,” Clouse said after a moment, tentatively picking up Skylor in his arms as he stood, “They can’t hurt you, or us. Your father would never let that happen. Your... Uncle, Garmadon, would see them turned to ash where they stood!” Clouse said matter-of-factly, then grimacing a bit to himself as he saw Skylor shrink back into herself again.

“But— But... That doesn’t mean it isn’t okay to be fearful about it happening. Nothing will ever come to harm us, nor you. You know that little slime ball you’ve acquainted yourself with would never let that happen.” Clouse offered a nod and the most reassuring look he could, Skylor sniffing and rubbing her nose on her sleeve as she nodded in understanding, despite his name-calling of The Overlord. “... Promise? You won’t let any monsters take you all away?” She looked up at him with questioning eyes, Clouse looking back at her before he tried to offer a reassuring smile. “I promise. Now, let’s try and get this room cleaned up before your father wakes up. Do you want to play ‘magic’?” Clouse hummed, resituating Skylor in his arms. Her eyes widened before she grinned and nodded, Clouse raising his free hand as a dark purple aura began to form within his palm. The broken lamp slowly began to piece itself back together on her bedside table, the pieces dancing in a line as they did so. They twirled and flipped back into place, Skylor giggling and singing an incomprehensible tune to herself quietly, Clouse tapping his foot along to the strange and random beat best he could.

Soon, the room was relatively back to normal— the ash being cleaned and Skylor being supplied with a new blanket. Clouse sat next to her bed as Skylor got resituated under the sheets, then giving him a bright smile as she got comfortable again— him giving her a small and polite smile back.

After tucking her in properly and turning out the candles, Clouse began to leave the room, stopped briefly by Skylor’s goodbye;

“Goodnight, Uncle Clouse!” She whisper-yelled to him, nearly stopping him in his tracks completely.

After a pause, Clouse replied, “Goodnight, Skylor.”

He shut the door behind him with a smile on his face. 

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hear me out

 do you guys remember the EEK EEK sound baby bane made?? 

I know Ripred expresses very very little paternal behavior but it’s there like once a book especially with Lizzie. and studies SHOW that rats go wild at the sound of a screaming pup even if it’s not theirs, like imagine if you were just walking around and suddenly heard a baby start wailing like it was being hurt?? GO SAVE THE BABY social animals have PROTECTIVE INSTINCTS... so gregor, innocently wondering what would happen, decides to go down he hall from where solavet and Ripred are talking and this kid is expecting to get whacked or yelled at but if hazard can mimic rats why not him? >braces himself for a beating< 

“EEK EEK EEK” 

in the other room where the adults are talking Ripred suddenly hears the ‘baby in danger’ sound. and obviously would recognize it as gregors voice. with all his PTSD and constant rage-ready state and permanent position as quester daddy It wouldn’t be too far fetched to think maybe, just maybe, Gregor gets plowed to the freaking floor faster than he can blink by a 800lbls rat-daddy ready to kill whoever tried to hurt one of the only things he has that vaguely resembles family and that depends on him.... and realizes that no one is around, and gregor is lying in a fetal position ready to die because he thinks Ripred’s mad at him. gregor gets a good solid swat and Ripred goes back to whatever he was doing. they never speak of it. 

but gregor thinks of it. yeah sure he almost got a cuncussion twice in four seconds but Ripred had reacted much differently than he had anticipated. Ripred had actually CARED? Gregor thinks of that moment whenever he’s afraid, or whenever Ripred’s being mean, or whenever his parents don’t have time for him. he knows if worse comes to worst he has the rat to fall back on. that a parent aged adult would come running if he were hurt. inside or out.

this was meant to just be a funny post lol but I did the thing (I’m sorry but gregor like never sees his parents and they don’t have time for him or aren’t well enough to take care of him and don’t know enough to emotionally support him and gregor is TWELVE. he NEEDS an adult to care about him every once in a while instead of telling him to BE ONE. TmT)

[mostlycompetentwriter]

SKZ Seo Changbin Masterlist

Smut (S)

Fluff (F)

Angst (A)

Series:

(A, S, F) I Am You: Myah isn’t always certain of her role as the pack’s alpha female, but she does her best for her three mates who are vastly different from one another.

(A, S, F) It’s All About The Game: Kayda Reynolds always considered Seo Changbin as her enemy, until she started wanting something more.

(S, F) Hello, Stranger: Y/N really doesn’t hang out with Bang Chan that often. He’s (sort of) work colleagues with her best friend, Han Jisung, and they make music together at their shitty paying internship. But Chan’s also cool enough to buy them both coffee since he TA’s their music theory class, and that’s kinda how Y/N meets Changbin who just so happens to be her ideal type- dark hair, dark eyes, and a tsundere attitude to match. He’s totally out of her league, which means she doesn’t stand a chance, right?

One-Shots:

(S, F) GLOW: Changbin was rather overprotective of their unborn pups, but Y/N knew that he was just doing his best for his future family. However, she still has those days where she misses their nights of intimacy, and Y/N might have a few tricks up her sleeve when it comes to seducing her hesitant mate.

(S, A, F) Neverending Story: Y/N met her husband unexpectedly, and their subsequent relationship has been anything but predictable. But Changbin has always agreed to give Y/N whatever she wanted, but that is suddenly put to the test when Y/N takes things a step too far.

(S, F) When You Least Expect It: Changbin and Hanna had never gotten along, but they tolerated each other’s presence for the sake of their friends. However, when Hanna begs Changbin to teach her how to play the guitar, their relationship promises much more than hostile insults.

(S) TMT: Y/N is the shy, awkward girl who can’t talk to boys while doing her best to exist as a shadow throughout her high school life. Her two brothers, Minho and Felix, are the complete opposite. Minho is the cool, suave music addict who wants to be in his own band one day, while Felix is the stereotypical popular kid whose best friend, Han Jisung, tirelessly trails after his friend’s older sister. However, despite their differences, the three siblings share a very close relationship and Y/N considers them to be her only real friends. One day, Minho brings home two classmates from his community college and Y/N realizes, for the very first time, that the sweet taste of desire is highly addictive.

(F) God’s Menu: Y/N is a critically-acclaimed chef at New York’s premier five-star restaurant, The JYP Organic Cafeteria. However, when a new restaurant across the street begins attracting attention (and paying customers) because of it’s young and handsome head chef, Seo Changbin, Y/N grows furious at her dwindling reviews. When she confronts this new chef, she’s appalled to realize that he’s nothing short of arrogant, and they both engage in a fierce competition to determine who the best chef really is in NY.

(A) Scene Stealers: Y/N and Seo Changbin share a tentative friendship, but when it comes to claiming first chair violinist for their school’s upcoming orchestra, their reasons for wanting the spot might just tear them apart.

(A, F) Streetlight: For a long time, Changbin’s priorities were centered around the need to take care of Y/N and the rest of his adopted family. However, as their dynamic has continued to evolve, he starts to feel like they no longer really need him. So, maybe Changbin feels a little bit lonely these days, but that all changes when he meets a mysterious stranger who wants to take care of him instead.

(S, F) Close: She’s like a a new world waiting to be discovered, and Changbin wants to know everything about her. But maybe they could start by moving in together with the rest of his family.

(A, S, F) Double Knot: For nearly an entire year, you’ve managed to keep your relationship with Changbin a complete secret. However, this becomes profoundly difficult to maintain when an expected surprise turns your entire world upside down.

(S, F) All In (Featuring Chan): Where you find yourself quite literally in the middle of Chan and Changbin, your two boyfriends who sometimes fight over what’s best for you.

(S, F) The Dreamz: It’s your first Christmas with your boyfriend, Changbin. You want to make it memorable and surprise him, but maybe it’s Changbin who’s determined to make it unforgettable for you.

(S) Wow, He’s Hot: You were a fresh college graduate, returning home for the summer before starting a bright, shiny new position in the city, but you certainly weren’t expecting to fall hard for your neighbor.

(S, A, F) I Am WHO (Featuring Chan): The arrangement you shared with the notorious alpha of the Stray Kids pack and the leader of the Miroh Coven was entirely unconventional, but for the purposes of maintaining peace, you worked hard to satisfy both men.

(S, F) Hello Stranger: Y/N really doesn’t hang out with Bang Chan that often. He’s (sort of) work colleagues with her best friend, Han Jisung, and they make music together at their shitty paying internship. But Chan’s also cool enough to buy them both coffee since he TA’s their music theory class, and that’s kinda how Y/N meets Changbin who just so happens to be her ideal type- dark hair, dark eyes, and a tsundere attitude to match. He’s totally out of her league, which means she doesn’t stand a chance, right?

(S) SSICK: Your marriage to a Mafia boss was an arranged affair, but that doesn’t mean you can’t still find love.

(S) Up All Night: Every summer, supernatural beings from across the world send their children to Camp Levanter - a special place designed to encourage collaboration and peace between rival species. For Y/N, the special princess of a powerful Vampire Coven, the camp means getting the chance to meet with friends from other covens. But then there’s the downside: Seo Changbin. A Beta Wolf from a rival pack who manages, more than anyone else, to get under Y/N’s skin. 

(S, A, F) The View: You like what you have with Changbin. You were together. Without the pressure of labels. You cringed at the idea of being boyfriend and girlfriend. But then you start to notice that maybe he doesn’t feel the same. Changbin wants to get married and he loves the idea of having kids. Is this the part where you break his heart?

(S) Freeze: Everyone knew that the city’s biggest mafia leader had a soft spot for his girlfriend, and that meant trouble for anyone who put you in harm’s way.

(S, A) Star Lost: They found you, a speck among millions of stars, and they gave you a home in their ranks. But how will your ragtag family of bounty hunters fare against a former storm trooper who offers you a compelling reward in exchange for your services?

Drabbles:

(S) Changbin Lyric Drabble #1 

(S) Changbin Lyric Drabble #2 

(S) “My Oh My” (A Neverending Story Drabble)

(S) Changbin Lyric Drabble #3 (SKZ Countdown)

(S) Boxer 

(S, F) “Beware” (GLOW Sequel)

(A, F) “ROCK” 

(F) “M.I.A” (I Am YOU Sequel)

(S) “We Go” (A Neverending Story Drabble)

(F) “YOU” (A Neverending Story Drabble)

(F, S) “If”

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thomastair week day 5 - alternate universe (@youngreckless)

(check my tags for things ive done for an 1. anastasia au 2. atla au 3. miraculous ladybug au and 4. aot au)

i drew something to do w this months ago LOL

- thomas is the son of the taoiseach of ireland. alastair is in line for the british throne. 

- thomas despises alastair after a not so perfect first encounter at a sporting event

- thomas thinks alastair is incredibly gorgeous but hes fooling himself into beliving the hate is stronger than the adoration. 

- the merry thieves met thomas when he attended boarding school in england, they’re all lowkey anti-monarchists and hate alastair bc they assume hes a typical royal

- a dilemma arises when james finds himself smitten with the royal highness’s younger sister, the princess cordelia. 

- she introduces TMT to her brother and it doesnt exactly go perfect, no matter how much they adore cordelia after realizing shes really not stuck up

- this creates a problem when thomas drinks a little too much at the royal jordelia wedding, where a rivalry is cemented and a very expensive cake is destroyed. 

- thomas is forced to fake a friendship with the prince to save tensions from rising between ireland and england, and so the reluctant days out and texts begin

- slowly thomas starts to realize who alastair really is, behind the carefully crafted royal persona, and begins to genuinely like,,, and maybe even more than like him

- now all thomas has to do is figure out how to break this news to the merry thieves who very much still believe alastair is the stuck up royal theyve always assumed him to be

- meanwhile in the background of all this alastair is dealing with being queer within the monarchy and lamenting over the love that will never go anywhere because in no universe can he imagine being good enough for thomas

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Okay so what if Joshwood actually gets together because at that picnic they’re talking about their exes

Ari/Kamala has Anna, who was toxic and outed her to at least one person

Eugenia has Augustus, who cheated on her more than once and ruined her reputation

Both of their break-ups are fairly recent, so neither one is quite ready to date yet, and then somehow as they’re talking one of them ends up almost crying. The other one comforts her and they end up kissing and maybe they are ready to date again

They take things slow and don’t even let their friends know exactly what’s going on with them, but then Augustus, being the asshole we know he is, somehow finds out and outs them both

Then there’s a lot of angst with the Bridgestocks finding out about Kamala, and of course some hurt/comfort

This is a very underdeveloped headcannon but here you go anyway, feel free to add to it or just ignore this in your inbox

cw for forced outing and homophobia

athsysywb Rowyn I regret ever questioning that moment of surprising bliss when you didn't offer us angst :')

Okay so this kinda gives me certain book vibes but I don't wanna spoil it, so let's ignore that

Anyway. Eugenia isn't even mad. She's numb, hollow, it's happening again, they're staring, they're whispering, and she feels like she's drowning. Sophie physically keeps Gideon from murdering Augustus. Thomas is brought home by TMT, with bloodied knuckles, his expression furious - it softens when he sees her. She wants to shut herself in her room and forget it all, but she can't, she needs to stay strong for Kamala. She sends Thomas to get her.

Kamala is distraught. One moment she's the happiest shes been in ages, and the next her life is falling apart. She can't tell if she's more furious or hurt when the man who called himself her father looks at her like that, locks her in her room and goes to arrange for someone to take her to the Citadel. She tried so much to earn their love. To make them proud. Her mother won't even look at her. She breaks down crying. She curses herself for wishing for too much, for the greedy desire to want more than she is allowed to have. She could have gritted her teeth, could have found a nice boy that wouldn't hate her, spend her days playing with a child she would give all the love in the world to. Why did she ever believe she could ask for more? She should start packing. But what does one even take with them to become an Iron Sister? She supposes it doesn't matter.

There's a knock on her window.

Alastair almost has to pick her up from the floor, but next thing she knows, they're climbing down the building, and she remembers Anna suddenly and stifles a histerical laugh. They come across Thomas in the street, and he promises to take her to safety. She isn't sure she trusts him, but Alastair does, and they sneak her to the Lightwoods' house.

And then she's in Genie's arms again and maybe, just maybe, the world can yet become bearable.

I'm drawing a blank on what comes next

Would they arrange for them to leave for the countryside permanently? Would they have to abandon their lives? Maybe they would just wait for the storm to pass and risk re-entering the social life, meanwhile Lightwoods and Herondales somehow make Bridgestock reconsider his decision?

Of course we could go for pure angst and have Kamala ACTUALLY become an Iron Sister as a punishment, but my girl's been through enough, leave her be

To add a brighter touch, Kit and Tom would spend days developing the nasties possible inventions to make Augustus's life miserable (unknowingly to anyone, because they're all things that can just happen. except they start to happen to him notoriously, ooops )

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All I Want

request: Hey I was wondering if I could request a outer banks JJ imagine to the song “All I want” from High School Musical TMTS where reader dated JJ and it didn’t workout and she for some reason dates Topper and he’s not good for her and you can finish it!

pairing: ex!JJ x reader, topper x reader 

warnings: some angst and violence against the reader, mostly fluff, there’s some language too 

a/n: for some reason, I’m not really feeling this I’m not sure why. It’s not bad, and I’m proud of parts of it so I decided to post it anyway! I hope this is what you were thinking of with the request! Also, I know the song is kidna about finding yourself outside of a relationship, but I think the reader realizes what she wants at the end, so I hope that’s okay. I tried my best to relate it to the song. Enjoy!

I found a guy, told me I was a star He held the door, held my hand in the dark And he's perfect on paper, but he's lying to my face Does he think that I’m the kind of girl who needs to be saved?

Topper was a kind of parent’s wet dream. He had a good lifestyle, he’s smart, and he’s charming. He was exactly the kind of guy your parent’s wanted for you. So when you and JJ broke up, it seemed like the perfect opportunity. And when you told your parents you and Topper were dating, they were overjoyed. Not that they didn’t like JJ, they just liked Topper more.

At first, everything was fine, and your relationship with Topper was alright. You didn’t really have much in common. Either way, you still enjoyed being around him somewhat, and you liked to cuddle. But there was a voice deep down in your head telling you that something wasn’t right. You knew you weren’t in love with Topper, but you’re a teenage? What does love even mean? So you went along with it. For a week or two. That’s when things started to go down hill. Topper would yell at you. A lot. Yell at you when you didn’t say the right thing to impress his parents or friends. Yell at you when you didn’t look “pretty” enough for whatever party you guys were attending. 

Until one night at a party, you were dancing with Topper, when you noticed he was looking at someone that wasn’t you. It was some girl whose name you didn’t even know. Throughout the night, you noticed their glances towards each other. Later that night, you were dancing with some of your friends and you noticed Topper was nowhere to be found. 

“Hey guys, I’m gonna go find Top. I’ll be back.” So you looked around the house of thep arty, but he still wasn’t anywhere to be found.

“Hey Rafe, you seen Top?” You asked the boy.

“Uh, maybe I think he went upstairs early, I’m not for sure though.” Hearing his words, you climbed the stairs to the next floor. You knocked around on the bedroom doors to see if maybe Top was in one of them for some reason. You opened one of the bedroom doors and there he was. Making out with the same girl he had been locking eyes with all night. 

“Whoa! Hey, yea! Sorry to interrupt your cheating sesh Top.” You said, stepping backwards to leave the room.

“Wait, no Y/N. It’s not-” He tried to plead his innocence, but you cut him off.

“Actually, you know what Topper. I was never really that into this relationship anyway, mostly because your an ass! So enjoy your night. We’re done.” You knew that was kind of a bitchy thing to say, regardless, you slam the door to the bedroom before he could chase after you.

And there's one more boy, he's from my past We fell in love, but it didn't last 'Cause the second I figure it out, he pushes me away And I won't fight for love if you won't meet me halfway And I say that I'm through, but this song's still for you

A flashback for some insight, your relationship with JJ was the most important thing in your life for a really long time. You guys were inseparable. Everyone thought you would get married to each other. You guys fought, but you both always knew when to apologize. You knew each other’s limits. That was why you guys fit so well together. You balanced his craziness with your anxious personality and vice versa. JJ was there for you when things went wrong in your life. You were there for him when he needed comfort. Than Things got bad, and you fought. You fought and fought and fought. Until finally, you left. You walked out on JJ. And when you tried to apologize for leaving, JJ shut you down. He didn’t want to hear your apologizes. You guys were done.

So, instead of working through your problems and trying to get JJ back, the next night you through a party. A party that ended up not making you forget about JJ, but somebody was there to comfort for you. Topper. You were upset, drunk, and you made out with Topper. That’s how you met Topper. And a few days later, that’s when you essentially started dating Topper. JJ didn’t seem upset over you relationship ending, so why should you? You’d seen him around with girls in the cut, so you weren’t gonna wallow in self-pity. You were gonna move on. You knew making out with Topper was a mistake. 

All I want is love that lasts Is all I want too much to ask? Is it something wrong with me? All I want is a good guy Are my expectations far too high? Try my best, but what can I say? All I have is myself at the end of the day But shouldn't that be enough for me?

Flash forward to the present, Topper had been cheating on you. He didn’t love you. But frankly, you didn’t love him either. To be honest, you weren’t that upset about it anyway. Yeah you were crying. And yea, it sucked he was cheating on you. But you knew rushing into a relationship with him was also a mistake. The word you would use to describe it: rebound. Honestly, you were crying because you missed JJ. His laugh and his antics. You were trying to drown out your feelings for JJ with Topper. And it definitely wasn’t working, because the house you ended up at that night was John B’s. You wanted to see JJ. He was the only person you wanted to talk too. And you knew JJ barely ever went home, so you wanted to check the place he mostly likely was.

Before you could even knock on the door, the blonde haired boy you had missed so much appeared before you in the doorway. 

“What are you doing here, Y/N?” JJ asked. He still had a stern look on his face, but when your eyes met his, his appearance softened at the sight of  your swollen, blotchy eyes from the crying. He opened the door to step outside.

“Honestly, I don’t know. I jus- I guess I just wanted to see you.” You said, taking a step away from him and looking at the ground. He didn’t say anything so you continued, “I know I don’t really have a right to say all of this. I’m the one that walked out on you the night we were arguing, and I’m the one that already moved on, but I broke up with Topper because he was cheating on me. Well not because he was cheating on me, because honestly I was going to do it anyway. I guess what I’m trying to say JJ is that I’m sorry for everything. For not trying harder, and for throwing a party after we broke up. Just seeing you hanging out with other girls and them basically throwing themselves at you, I was jealous and upset, and Topper was there. I’m rambling now. I miss you JJ. I miss you a lot.” You finally finished. You finally looked to meet JJ’s eyes, and he was looking at you with no anger, only guilt.

“You aren’t the only one who has things to be sorry for, Y/N. You weren’t the only one who didn’t try harder enough. I shouldn’t have turned you away the night you came to apologize for leaving. I shouldn’t have broken up with you that night either. We were upset, and I wasn’t thinking straight.” He took a step closer to you. “Honestly, Y/N. I don’t care about what happened between you and Topper. The fact of the matter is I miss you too, Y/N. You were the best thing to happen to me in a long time.” You stepped forward and wrapped your arms around his neck while he pulled your body in for a hug. 

“I think I’m in love with you, Y/N.” Instead of replying, you pulled away from the hug and leaned your head in to kiss him. He kissed you back. He knew that was your way of telling him the same thing. The way you had your hands on the side of his face, and his hands were wrapped around your body. You guys just fit together like the two perfect puzzle pieces. Everything that had happened in the past few weeks had been a mistake, you both knew that. You guys were just happy to finally be together again. You wouldn’t make the same mistakes again.