#PHEW! 😮‍💨

[elliehallers]

I have... given John Allerdyce more siblings. I mean, I already headcanon'd that they exist, before I even thought of Ryland, but I had no intention of giving them faces or names. 😐

Meet Arlo Allerdyce, the eldest, and 6 years older than John! After his youngest siblings "died" in a house fire when he was 19, he felt like he'd failed them, and he's been a wee too much on the bottle since then.

Meet Zara Allerdyce, the second eldest, 2½ years younger than Arlo! The fire incident had her fucked up, and she's been having hallucinations on & off ever since, mostly seeing John and Ryland at random places.

[opossumgrl]

love the post-party evaluation meeting where i learn i wasn’t the worst behaved one there

[iid-smile]

★ — usage

content — nagi seishiro x fem!reader, continuation from this post, hurt no comfort, angst, nagi is a piece of s###, like he's bad, nagi insults the reader quite a bit, some profanity, break up

wc — 1.5k

a/n — this is kinda rushed oopsies 🙈 also these a little surprise at the end !

two hours have passed. two hours of hearing nagi's stupid nintendo 3ds, two hours of hearing those same stupid theme songs over and over, and two hours of dread continuously pouring into your heart.

you've tried sniffling to get his attention. nothing. not even a glance to see if you're crying or not. you've tried getting up and going into another room. the sound of shuffling makes you think he's getting up to check on you, only to realise that he's turned from one side to the other on the bedsheets. call it toxic to fake your emotions, but it's way worse to not care whatsoever about what your partner is feeling.

all you needed to do was talk, right? and then this would be over. you'd get over it, and things would go back to normal.

but what can you say? what could you say without tearing up midway through? you could bring up today, or yesterday, or what's happened months ago, if you really wanted to. there's only been one thing repeating in your mind over and over, and that's what he's said two hours ago.

"sei." no response. "sei." and still. "seishiro." you beg for him to say something. out of frustration, you snatch his 3ds from his hands.

a soft gasp escapes him as he groggily stretches out for his device, his hand just inches away from it —exactly where you wanted him to be. for a moment, his eyes remain fixated on the screen, the sounds of the device ringing in his ears, but gradually, nagi drags his gaze up to find yours. "hey... i was usin' that..." normally, you would relish hearing his sleepy voice on a lazy day, but today... today was something different.

"and i'm trying to talk to you, so will you just—" he shifts his gaze, his eyes drifting elsewhere, leaving an air of unspoken tension between you. determined to bridge the gap, you subtly inch closer to his still figure, your heart racing as you attempt to keep him within your line of sight, hungry for a connection that feels just out of reach. "just listen to me. please?" pathetic, having to ask to be listened to.

"mm..." he mumbles.

"you're not—"

"i am."

with a sigh, your shoulders drop. "okay." that's not okay. you shouldn't allow that to happen. swallowing down the knot bubbling in your throat, you continue to speak. "what did you mean when you said you hated me?"

"i never said that." he's lying right through his teeth. either that, or he's managed to forget, to which you know he's not that stupid.

you brush your teeth over your lower lip, holding back the urge to scream at him — scream whatever words come to mind. your arms are crossed, and your legs too. "then what did you say? be honest with me, because we both know that i heard exactly what you said."

"hm?" he attempts to pull off a clueless expression, but you see right through it. once more, nagi shies away from making eye contact. just when you think the truth might forever remain hidden, a flicker of honesty manages to break through the facade. "i said i used to hate you."

"you said you still maybe do."

"...oh?"

"don't 'oh' me. why did you say it?"

"i didn't mean it like that..."

you are filled with disbelief, your mind racing to comprehend the situation. a deep, simmering anger sizzles beneath the surface, clenching your fists as frustration takes hold, leaving you almost absolutely furious.

"what else could you have possibly meant?"

the only sound that filled the room was the ticking of the clock on the wall, and the rapid thumping in your chest. not a word for five minutes.

for those agonizing five minutes, you turned your back on him, not daring to meet his gaze. you were all too familiar with his ways — the charm that masked his manipulative tactics, whether deliberate or not. it was a game he played expertly, and the last thing you wanted was to be drawn into his web of deceit.

yet somehow, he possesses an uncanny ability to captivate you, much like a moth irresistibly drawn to a flame. as you find yourself locked in a gaze with him, his eyes hold an intense yet disarming quality, radiating an expression that seems to shout, 'i’m innocent'.

their depth invites you in, while the softness of his gaze stirs a blend of curiosity and empathy within you, making it hard to look away. will you fall victim to it once again? "don't give me that look..." you mumble.

"baby..." nagi reaches out for you, his head now laid on your lap and his hands around your calves. he always does this, every time he doesn't know how to ask for forgiveness.

"no... sei, please don't." it's hard for you to push him away, caught between wanting to stay and the pain of your own feelings. seeing the frown on his face tugs at your heart's strings in such a way that shouldn't be possible. you can feel the weight of his grip, heavy yet comforting; it pulls at your emotions in a way that’s almost overwhelming. it's so painful to see him so...

...empty?

"seishiro." finally, you manage to position him in a way so that he's somewhat facing you. you take a deep breath in, slowly exhale out, and brush some hairs away from your face out of habit. "i need you to be honest, okay?"

he only nods.

stay calm, stay calm. you can't let him see how you're really feeling. "what do you think about me?"

"honestly?"

"honestly."

"you won't get mad?" uh oh. that seems like a bad sign. still, you push forward, needing the full truth more than anything. maybe you could fix your relationship, or in this case, maybe you could fix yourself.

"i—"

"you're annoying." he abruptly interrupts you, and your eyes widen in surprise. in that instant, it feels as though a dam that has been sealed for years has suddenly burst, unleashing a string of words that flow effortlessly from his lips. each sentence spills out with urgency, as if he can no longer hold back the thoughts that have been swirling inside him. "you talk too much, i hate listening to you talk and you don't know when to shut up."

you sit there and take every word as if you deserve it. you can't even breathe, just staring down at your shaky hands, now starting to become damp with tears.

"stop bothering me right after class, and stop trying to stop trying to hold my hand all the time. it makes me cringe having to tell everyone else you're my girlfriend. and quit calling my name whenever you watch me play. it's embarrassing."

with a trembling breath, your voice falters, cracking like fragile glass as you softly gather the courage to speak. "...don't you have something nice to say?"

"something nice? you're pretty... i guess..."

and that completely broke you.

for all these years, you believed your relationship was filled with trust, never once feeling a hint of doubt about him. you believed wholeheartedly that he liked your endless rambling filling up the silence, or your randomness, or the little quirks that just make you you.

but clearly, that's not the case. it never was.

with tears blurring your vision, you steeled yourself and carefully made your way through his apartment, memories flooding back with each step. you grabbed what little was yours: your phone, charger, and headphones, clinging to these small, faint tokens of familiarity as you prepared to leave. you even abandon the oversized jacket you wore on your way here, which was his.

the red flags, how did you not see them? they were so obvious, and you still chose to ignore them. because he had a pretty face? because he wants to be treated like a fucking baby? you're sure as hell not going to act like his mother, and your sure as hell not going to let him treat you like his other boy toy.

"i'm so done with you." you try to stifle a sniffle, but a couple of tears escape, tracing an unwelcome path down your face. as you fumble with your shoes, your fingers tremble, and you nearly lose your balance more than once, the world around you blurring with each shaky movement. "don't even think about calling me anymore. don't wanna hear your stupid voice anymore..."

not a single hint of protest escaped nagi's lips. he remained perfectly still, his gaze locked onto you as you finally slammed the door shut behind you.

it was embarrassing, having all of his neighbours and him listen to your sobs echo through the hallway as you approach the metal doors, pressing the button multiple times. the wait felt like torture, your body aching to approach his doorstep once more. you enter, your hand on autopilot as you reach for the button right at the bottom.

"why...?" you find yourself whispering to your own reflection in the elevator mirror, dabbing at the tears glistening on your cheeks with your shirt sleeve. "if you didn't like me in the first place, why couldn't you just say so?"

all you did was talk, right? and everything went back to normal. he was no longer in your life, and you weren't in his.

but is that really what you wanted?

yesterday at 16:19

im bored

playyyy

yesterday at 3:27

hey :x

can we talk plz?

today at 13:40

ar u ignoring me?

2 missed voice calls at 13:42

bllk m.list

[seancefemme]

Maybe I’m what she needs to survive

[caliphoria17]

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[maxie-vp]

[kissesforjoeyb]

every ja’marr chase touchdown in his triple crown season 👑

127 receptions

1,708 yards

17 TDs

[traceyc-uk]

William steps out of a room after a busy prefect meeting and takes a deep breath. The Gryffindor Head Girl gave him trouble again by trying to convince everyone that she is better suited to run Halloween event this year. Well, Will be damned if—! Wait...

It coincidentally happens that the new 5th year is passing the prefect by in the corridor at that moment and Will catches a faint smell of... No way, he looked all over Nosy's nest in search for his lavender soap!

"Ah, excuse me, —," Will begins and then realizes that the student's name completely slipped from his memory. "My fellow lavender friend. Did you by any chance come into possession of one bar of new lavender soap recently?"

The Slytherin doubts anyone would steal Will's soap on purpose, so Nosy has to somehow be involved! Where is that little menace smuggling the soaps? He's playing with the prefect! Who knows, perhaps even— No, Nosy wouldn't run around, rubbing Will's soap all over people just to exasperate Will... Would he?

Will gives the other student a quick once-over in case he spots any soap stains anywhere.

"I don't mean to sound weird with the question. It is indeed a great choice for a soap."

Uh oh, surely this prefect didn’t know it was him and a fellow Slytherin boy that brought down the gargantuan brass chandelier last week!

When the topic was brought to the soap he breathed a little sigh of relief.

“It’s a lovely scent isn’t it? I was just gifted this soap and on my way to try some but I can break you off a piece if you like”

[pfhwrittes]

having thoughts about gaz and soap maybe sharing a little kiss after a risky mission because of the mix of adrenaline, relief and fear that the other is okay.

a "thank god we made it" kiss that both of them agree was definitely the result of heightened feelings and will never happen again. except they both think about it for days afterwards.

and then maybe that "thank god we're alive kiss" ends up being a "okay we're both tipsy but not drunk" kiss when they're coming back from the pub. they both blame the beer and say that they're drunker than they actually are.

maybe that "tipsy but not drunk-drunk" kiss turns into a "fuck you're so stupidly hot when you're mad" kiss after one of them witnesses the other lose their cool. maybe it's a "fuck you i can look out for myself" kiss. maybe it's a "i know you can, but you're mine to look out for" kiss.

maybe i'm just thinking about soap and gaz necking and frotting up against each other in one of their rooms, spit slick and desperate for friction.

[daisies-daydreams]

HOLY SHI-

[corsolanite]

I caved and made a BlueSky account if anyone is interested, I can also follow me there! 🦋✨: https://bsky.app/profile/corsolanite.bsky.social

[stargirl-russo]

be real

[buckdiazlafd]

karen and her crew make it work and after buck lands and gets deradiationed and cleaned up, he’s finally home. he’s home he’s home he’s home (in nasas hanger/conference room whatever) and hen and karen are there and maddie and chim are there and his nieces and chris and bobby his captain “welcome home son” and. eddie. and the crowd kind of clears and he slowly lets jee down out of his arms and maddie scoops her up and looks btwn eddie and buck a smile on her face and the whole world kind of stops and buck thinks space was beautiful but nothing compares to this. to seeing eddie. here in front of him. and they step toward each other and eddies kind of nervous buck finds that he’s not at all. and eddies like h-hey. welcome back bud. and his hands are fidgeting in each other and buck is so overwhelmed he thinks he might burst. with how much he needs eddie in his arms right now, and he steps forward and pulls eddies in and finally finally finally they’re hugging and they’re together real and warm and on solid ground even though buck kind of feels like someone turned the anti gravity back on. he feels like he’s floating. and his eyes are squinted tight face buried in eddies neck and eddie is strong buck thinks, feels it. physically but also just his presence bc he just takes and takes what buck gives, this desperation he feels to have eddie closer and closer. and eddie says voice rough and thick you made it buck. you made it home. welcome back to earth cowboy

[thotkumi]

thank god

[ii2xj]

[comicake]

After years of seeing good shows with great potential being cancelled after 1-2 seasons I feel so relieved that iwtv is not one of them