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roosterforme · 1 year ago

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The Younger Kind Part 57 | Rooster x Reader

Summary: Bradley gets home in time to take care of you when you need him the most, and he's ready to push aside his own exhaustion to let Noah celebrate Halloween. Announcements and plans are made, including some that you're looking forward to a lot more than Bradley is.

Warnings: pregnancy topics, mentions of miscarriage, swearing, smutty blowjob, angst, fluff, and age gap (18+)

Length: 4100 words

Pairing: Single dad!Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x babysitter!female reader

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When Noah woke up on Halloween, he made his way into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes as he went. Then he stopped short next to the table. "Daddy?"

Bradley spun around to see his son standing there in disbelief. "Hey, Bub," he said as a smile bloomed across his face. "I missed you." He knelt down, and Noah immediately trotted across the room and right into his open arms. "I made it back just in time to go trick-or-treating with you."

He kissed Noah's cheek and buried his nose in his son's soft curls, inhaling the scent of home. "We're all going to go," Noah said with conviction. "Even Skittles has a costume. And Aunt Natasha is going to get one, too. She promised."

"Then I guess it will be a party," Bradley told him, deciding now wasn't the best time to mention that you may rather spend the evening in bed. "Are you hungry?" he asked, standing up with his son in his arms, simply because he wasn't ready to stop holding him. "Do you want pancakes?"

Bradley knew it was bad when a four year old looked at you like he was convinced anything you tried to cook would be inedible. "Can Mommy make them?"

"Wow," Bradley said, trying not to laugh. He was pretty convinced five minutes ago that he'd be able to follow the directions on the box, but maybe not. "Do you really think Mommy is that much better at cooking than I am?"

"Yes. She is. Can she make the pancakes?"

Bradley laughed and kissed his cheek again. "How about I give it the old college try since Mommy is still sleeping, okay?" He held Noah while he measured out the water, but when it was time to crack an egg, he set him down at the table with a glass of milk and an activity book that you or Nat must have got for him. He looked at the egg, not quite trusting himself, and he cracked it into a bowl instead directly into the pancake mix. He ended up picking pieces of the shell out of the bowl, but once he started to stir everything together, it looked pretty damn good.

"Okay," he muttered, wondering if you'd want to eat breakfast in bed if he managed to pull this off. He should order one of those tray tables for you to use. He dumped some of the batter into the hot pan and started to look online for a purple tray when he got a little distracted.

"Daddy," Noah said, pointing to the stove as soon as Bradley smelled the pancake starting to burn.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath, setting his finally fully charged phone aside. "It's okay, I'll eat this one," he promised, flipping it over with a spatula to reveal a blackened, smoking mess. Now he paid close attention to what he was doing, and the next ones turned out pretty well, but it was too late.

"What did you burn?" you asked from the doorway with a smile. When Bradley tossed the spatula aside and rushed to your side, you said, "For a minute there, I thought it was all a dream, and that you weren't really home yet at all. But then I smelled something burning and knew you must be."

He wrapped one arm around your waist, tilted your chin up with his fingers and kissed you, hoping to convey just how badly he had missed you. He didn't stop until Noah asked, "Mommy, can you make the pancakes?"

"Let's let Mommy rest," Bradley replied, stroking your neck with his fingertips. "Do you want me to bring a plate of food into the bedroom?" he asked you.

You shook your head and whispered, "I'm okay. I might take a nap later, but I'm fine, Daddy." Then you took his hand gently in yours and brought it to rest on your belly. "So is this little one."

"I wouldn't have blamed you," he blurted out, and you tucked your face against his chest. As your arms snaked around his waist, he said, "I would have been sad, but only because I'm so excited for the baby. But I wouldn't have blamed you or been upset with you, Princess."

You nodded and whispered, "I know. It was so scary though. And I don't think I could have gone much longer without you here."

"I'm home. And I'm cooking and doing everything. You've got nothing to worry about."

"Mommy, please," came Noah's exasperated voice. "The pancakes."

You started laughing against Bradley. "Do you want dinosaur pancakes?" you asked, and Noah gasped in delight. "I'll take that as a yes. Step aside, Daddy. Watch and learn."

But he didn't step aside. He stood behind you with his chin resting on your shoulder and told you over and over again how much he loved you while you prepared the most adorable breakfast he'd ever seen in his life. You cut up a pancake to look like a stegosaurus body and added spikes made out of sliced strawberries. You used part of a banana as the neck, and added chocolate chips as eyes.

"Damn," Bradley said. "That's almost as cute as you are. Can I have one, too?" Then you cut up the burned pancake and made a much less cute looking dinosaur while he laughed the whole time. "Thanks. That's exactly how I wanted it."

"You're welcome," you told him with a smirk as you took some of the good pancakes for yourself. He guided you over to the table with all of the plates of breakfast, and Noah abandoned his book while he clapped his hands.

"Thank you, Mommy," he said as he shoved some strawberries into his mouth.

Then Bradley guided you down onto his lap and held you while you ate. "It's good to be home. When you're done eating, I want you to get back in bed and wait for me," he whispered, tracing your side gently with his fingers while he stuck his fork into his burnt dinosaur pancake.

"Oh, I'm sorry," you said softly. "We can't do that. Not for a few more weeks. The doctors said my uterus has to thicken a bit more, and I-"

"Baby," Bradley said a little louder. "No. Don't apologize. I don't care about that. I want you to rest, but I also want to show you the books I bought in Tokyo."

You looked at him over your shoulder, and he kissed your cheek. "I want you to know that I did miss you that way, too."

"I missed you in every way imaginable, Princess."

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Bradley ended up carefully carrying you to bed as you yawned, and he promised to clean up the kitchen and get things ready for Halloween.

"I want you to relax," he said for at least the tenth time as he dug around in his still unpacked duffle bag. "I'll take Noah out to buy some pumpkins in a little bit, and I'll leave you a sandwich in the fridge that you can eat when you want it. But in the meantime, look how cool these are."

He sat on the edge of the bed next to your thigh and handed you a stack of Japanese children's books. You smiled and looked at the covers. They ranged from some meant for a baby to ones that Noah would be interested in when he started school. "You were really thinking about your family the whole time, huh?"

"Every second I was gone," he promised, leaning down to kiss you. He would take care of everything, and Nat promised she'd come back later, and you really did almost feel like you could relax. But you still felt a little guilty even as he ran his lips and mustache along your cheek to your ear and whispered your name.

"You must be exhausted and jetlagged," you told him. "You're the one who should be resting."

He just shook his head, kissed you one more time and said, "I'll call Nat if I need her. Otherwise, I'm perfect because I'm with you. Rest."

Then he was gone, and you drifted off into the kind of beautiful sleep where you didn't have to worry about what time it was or when Noah needed to eat again. When you woke up after noon to a completely silent house, you ate your sandwich and then went right back to bed. Eventually Noah's laughter and the warm afternoon light that seemed impossible to sleep through had you out of bed again, but when you looked around the house, you didn't see anyone. The back door was open, and when you went into the kitchen, you saw Bradley and Noah carving pumpkins on the deck.

You walked outside in the random clothing you'd been sleeping in, and as soon as the sun hit your face, you didn't feel as exhausted anymore. "Mommy's up!" Noah cheered, jumping up to hug you with his slimy, orange hands.

"Don't touch her until you wash your hands, Bub," Bradley called out with a grimace. "Too late."

"It's okay," you told him, kissing the top of Noah's head. "Are you happy Daddy made it home in time for Halloween?"

He looked up at you with a little crease along his brow. "I knew he would. That's why we bought him a costume."

"Speaking of which," Bradley said as he kissed your cheek without putting his messy hands on you, "it's almost time to get changed to go collect candy."

"And ride in the wagon!" Noah exclaimed.

"What wagon?" you asked.

"You'll see," Bradley replied with a little smirk.

After a leisurely shower during which you didn't have to worry about anything except yourself, you dressed in your princess costume that you and Noah picked out from the Halloween warehouse and put on some makeup. Then you added your brand new crown, and you thought you looked pretty incredible. When you walked out to the living room and saw Noah dressed as a little prince, your heart melted.

"Sweet Noah," you gushed as he held onto his treat bag, all ready to go. He was wearing his yellow paper crown that Bradley managed to procure from some unknown spot in the house, and he just looked precious.

"I like your crown, Mommy," he said, pointing to the gold one you were wearing.

You smiled. "I like my purple paper crown better."

"Don't laugh." You turned to see Bradley standing behind you in his rather ill fitting knight costume. It kind of looked like he was wearing aluminum foil that was a size too small, but he had a smile on his face, and his costume crinkled when you hugged him. "Hey, Mav and Penny are planning to stop by to take some photos with Noah, but if you want me to call them back and tell them we just want a quiet evening, I can do that."

You shook your head against his crunchy costume as you laughed. "We should tell them about the baby when they get here."

"Yeah?" he asked excitedly. "You want to?"

"I mean, Nat and Javy know. Dr. Kelly knows. I think Mav and Penny should know now, too."

"I love this idea," he whispered, letting his fingers gently glide along the front of your dress. "You're feeling better now?"

You nodded, but Noah didn't really let you answer before he started clapping as he looked out the front door. "Aunt Natasha is back!"

She walked in dressed as a jester and picked Noah up to give him a kiss. A minute later, Maverick, Penny and Amelia were all there as well, and phones were being passed around along with Noah, because everyone wanted their picture with the tiny prince.

"Okay, let me take one of everyone in front of the pumpkins on the porch," Bradley said as he collected a few phones in his hands and headed outside. He smirked at you as he added, "Everyone needs to squeeze together a little bit more. Make sure both of my kids are in there."

"Both?" Penny asked before she gasped, and the first photo Bradley took was of her turning to look at you with wide eyes. "Both?!"

"I'm pregnant," you announced with a smile, and the second photo Bradley took was of everyone else with wide eyes, too. And he snapped a few more where Nat was holding Noah with a grin on her face while the others all hugged you.

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After a brief argument on your end, Bradley managed to get you and Noah both settled into the oversized wagon he bought earlier this afternoon. Then he clipped Skittles' leash on before attaching her tiny crown to her head. "There we go. The royal family is now complete."

"Have fun!" Nat called out, waving from the front porch with the bowl of candy, already crowded with neighborhood kids looking for their treats.

"I don't need to be pulled in a wagon all night," you protested as Bradley scoffed.

"What kind of knight would I be if I wasn't doting on the two of you." Skittles barked, so he added, "I meant the three of you."

"Four," you said, pointing to your belly as he pulled the wagon down the driveway.

"My point is," he said loudly, "I will be doting on my entire family all night long, and there's nothing you can do about it. Please keep your arms and legs inside the royal carriage until we come to a complete stop."

He very dutifully pulled up to each house before lifting Noah out and taking him up to collect his piece of candy. Bradley got the chance to enjoy so many of his neighbors telling him how sweet his son looked, and he kept reminding Noah to say thank you. After about an hour, two treat bags had been filled up with candy, and you looked like you were having fun. You even started waving from the wagon at everyone you passed like a real princess would.

"This is really fun," you said, holding on to Noah as Bradley turned another corner.

"I love Halloween!" his son shouted.

Truthfully, it was a bit of a challenge for Bradley to pull the wagon, keep Skittles from barking at the other kids, and take Noah up to each house and back, but he wasn't about to complain. Not after everything you'd done and been through while he was in Japan. But he would sleep well tonight. That was a given.

"I think this was the last house," Bradley said, stifling his own yawn. "Feel like chatting about our wedding on the way back home?" he asked as Noah yawned as well and settled down in the wagon with you.

It was hard to read your face in the darkness. "What do you want to chat about?" you asked softly.

"How soon will you let me marry you?"

You laughed and said, "How soon do you want to get married?"

"Tomorrow?"

"Hmm," you hummed. "Seems like that would be short notice for wedding guests."

"We don't need wedding guests," he said, and he meant it. "You still want to use our backyard?"

"Yes."

Bradley slowed down over a particularly uneven part of the sidewalk. "Are you still set on Valentine's Day? Because I'm thinking Christmas."

"Christmas?" you repeated. "Like less than two months from now?"

Bradley pulled the wagon up the driveway past the Bronco, and of course Noah was sound asleep. As soon as he scooped his son off of your lap, Nat came rushing over from her seat on the porch. "I can get him changed and put him in bed."

He didn't argue with her, rather he handed Noah off and focused on helping you out of the wagon. "Yeah. Less than two months from now. I keep thinking about how you threw me a Christmas in July birthday party. We could have a Christmas wedding, too. And after that, we can start the adoption process."

You moaned his name as he took your hand and headed for the house. "You know the way to my heart is through Noah."

He straightened out your crown, still rather fond of your purple one which was sitting safely on his dresser. "Is that a yes?" he whispered, kissing you softly while a few remaining kids ran down the sidewalk laughing. "We can make it official? And I can take care of you forever?"

"Yes."

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Bradley helped you out of your princess costume after he stripped out of his knight costume, and his lips met the bare skin of your shoulder immediately. "I love you," he murmured, taking you by the hand and leading you toward the bed. But it didn't feel sexual. You knew that wasn't why he was being exceptionally wonderful right now.

"I love you, too."

His forehead came to rest against yours, and his hands were so gentle on your hips. "I'm just relieved to be home. And I'm sorry I wasn't here last week. If something worse had happened to you while I was gone, when you really needed me, I don't know what I would have done."

"We're all okay," you whispered, pushing him until he was sitting down on the bed looking up at you. "And I feel a lot better since I've been resting more." Your skin felt warm and tingly as he kissed you. Six weeks was a long time, and you knew Bradley hadn't even had access to all of the photos and videos on his phone to keep him company. And you did want it to feel sexual, because you missed every bit of him.

"Lay back on your pillow and wait for me," you told Bradley with a smile, using his words against him.

He did as he was told and patted the spot next to him as he said, "Does that mean you're ready to snuggle with me?"

"Something like that, Daddy."

As soon as you licked your lips and reached for the front of his sweatpants, his eyes went wider. "No, Baby. You don't have to do that."

"I want to," you promised, pulling the fabric down to reveal his soft length. He still looked delicious even like this. You desperately wanted him in your mouth. You met his eyes and whispered, "Please?"

He was panting softly, the rise and fall of his chest so alluring even through his undershirt. He moaned your name and made a strangled sound before he reached for your hand. When he sat up slowly and kissed you gently, he placed your hand on his cock, and he immediately throbbed for you.

As you rubbed your thumb down his length and along his balls, he grew harder. "You missed me touching you like this," you sang in a quiet voice, watching him as he watched your hand. When his eyes flitted back to your face he nodded. "Tell me you did, Bradley."

He swallowed hard, and his voice was so raspy, your hand faltered. "I missed you like this. I thought about your body when I touched myself, but my hands aren't as soft and perfect as yours."

"Daddy," you whimpered, leaning down to kiss away his precum before taking him between your lips.

But he continued on as you sucked, driving you as wild as you were driving him. "I thought about you with a pregnant belly. I thought about how much I'm going to love fucking you when you're big and round. Big because of my baby."

You took him deep, letting him tap the back of your throat as you saw stars along your vision. "Fuck! Princess! I'm not even gonna last."

Slowly, you let your lips glide back up his length, sucking all the way to his tip. "Then just go ahead and come, Daddy. I want you to."

When he collapsed back against the pillow and tucked one arm beneath his head, you took him deep again. He wasn't kidding, because you could see the veins in his neck as his face grew pink, and you knew he was already close. You didn't rush him along, but you bobbed to a pace that left him grabbing at the bedding with his free hand.

"Baby!" he whined, rolling his hips up until you were starting to gag, and then he came. You were sputtering, swallowing him down as quickly as you could as your name fell from his lips over and over again. "Come up here," he demanded, and when you crawled toward him as you licked your lips clean, he gathered you carefully in his arms.

You never felt as loved as you did when you were with him. His body was perfectly warm and everything you had been missing. His voice calmed every part of you. "December," he whispered as he played with your engagement ring. It took you a moment to realize what he meant as he kissed at your lips. "December. We'll get married. We'll all be Bradshaws. Me and you and Noah and the baby. That's all I need."

"And Skittles."

"Please. She's my best non-human friend. It's unspoken."

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When Bradley promised to meet you at your lunchtime appointment with your obstetrician on Wednesday, you were a little skeptical.

"Even if I have to flip off Admiral Simpson and tell him to go fuck himself, I will be there."

You had laughed at the time, but you should have known he wouldn't miss a chance to interrogate your doctor in his flight suit. He stood next to you as you were told to lie back on the table for a pelvic exam, and he kept his eyes on you through the uncomfortable experience, looking down at you like you were the best thing in the world.

"Does she need another progesterone shot today?" he asked softly as you reached for his hand. "And are you going to monitor her with more appointments? And will we get to see an ultrasound?"

"Yes, yes, and yes." Your doctor looked at you and said, "We'll monitor you more closely even after you're done with the injections. We are going to consider you high risk."

"High risk?" you gasped. "That sounds very bad."

"It's not!" he insisted as he guided you to sit up a little bit. "It just means you and the baby get extra attention."

Bradley looked the doctor in the eye and said, "She wants to go to Disneyland for a day or two. Is that even okay?"

You were ready to pout and tell both of them that you felt fine now. There had been no more blood. You were getting plenty of rest. Then he said the words you'd been hoping to hear. "Disneyland would be fine. Just don't overdo it."

"Yes!" you cheered. "Noah will be so excited! Let's go for Thanksgiving!"

Bradley opened his mouth, and you could tell he wanted to protest, but your doctor started to spread gel on your belly, and then the baby was visible on the screen on the wall when the ultrasound started up. "Oh damn," Bradley whispered, suddenly mesmerized by what he saw as he gripped your hand tighter. "Look at the heartbeat. Look at the baby."

"Does he or she look healthy?" you asked, mesmerized as well.

"Very healthy, but we will keep a close eye on things."

When Bradley walked you back to your car which was parked next to the Bronco, you pulled him to a stop. You wrapped your arms around his waist, and your scrubs rubbed gently against his flight suit. "Will you please let me plan a few days at Disneyland?"

"Two days," he replied immediately, clearly already resigned to his fate. "And you have to stay hydrated. And if you even start to look tired, I'm going to push you around in a wheelchair. And if you say anything hurts, we're leaving immediately."

"Disney!" you practically screamed as you bobbed up and down in his grasp and kissed his cheek. "I can't wait to tell Noah! I'll see you at home later, Daddy."

"I'll pick Noah up along with dinner. When I get home you better have your feet up and a glass of water in your hand."

"I will," you promised, matching his serious expression with one of your own. "I'll be very careful. And I'll plan our little vacation. And you'll take exceptional care of everything else."

"You know I will."

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We should all have a Bradley in our lives to let us rest and heal when we need to. That man is going to take care of everything and probably plan a wedding, too. Is Nat also going to Disneyland? Thanks @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls

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piinktearxs · 11 months ago

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bunny food

prompts by @raccoonbabey

prompt: Character A is hungry, so Character C spoils them with candy and baked goods. (Bonus: Character B scolds Character C because “That’s not real food!”)

for anon (im sorry it wasn't exactly what you wanted! but you did motivate me to write lol)

pairings: cg!sam winchester, cg!dean winchester x little!OC (munchkin)

warnings: talks of ghosts and graves!

send me more fic asks! :) i love doing these!

tags, as promised: @bunnybeeblog @simpforstefan

It was a long drive back to Kansas, with a case located in Wyoming, 6 hours of route back to the bunker ensued.

Nobody in the crew really minded, by this point it was almost routine, plus this was an easy case, a run of the mill salt and burn - the only particularity being that munchkin had to distract the ghost while the boys digged the grave. So, she was pretty beat after the hunt, the boys knew from experience that, after most hunts, munchkin regressed - it was her way of processing all the emotions that she felt during the hunt, or anything really, plus, the boys loved caring for her whether she was small or big, they all really cared for each other a lot, but when she was small, she was just "so damn cute" as Dean put it.

They were 2 hours in, 4 left to go, they had had breakfast at the motel, only thing was, they had forgotten to get snacks before the drive.

Munchkin was in the back of the car, taking a little nap, when suddenly the car came to a stop, she then slowly woke up.

"Hey sweetheart, Daddy went to the bathroom, you wanna get somethin' to eat at the convenience store?" said Dean, turning to face munchkin from the driver's seat, she was starting to feel hungry, so, she nodded and rubbed her eyes, still sleepy from her nap. Dean went to open her door for her and unbuckle her, she could do this on her own, but he knew that it made her feel extra small when he did little things like that for her.

As she climbed out of the car, Dean offered his hand "What do we do when we cross the street?" He asked "Hold dada, daddy or dae's hand!" She responded chipperly, fully awake by now, as she took his hand "Attagirl" Dean said as they walked to the convenience store, they ran into Sam, who was just exiting the men's room.

"Hey there kiddo, had a good nap?" Sam asked as he bent down to munchkin's level - "Mhm!" She responded "Dada and I was jus gettin' some snackies 'cause we hungry!" She said, looking at the younger Winchester with a big smile on her face. Sam was happy to hear his little princess verbalizing her hunger cues "I think I'll join y'all then, I'm getting the munchies, too" he said as he took munchkin's free hand and started to chat with Dean when they entered the convenience store.

Sam, being the health nut that he is, immediately went for the veg aisle, whereas Dean took munchkin to his favorite aisle, the baked goods aisle- specifically where the pies were.

As Sam joined them, with a basket containing a big bag of baby carrots and ranch, Dean put in some pie and cookies, he then picked some worm gummies and red skittles, munchkin's favorite candy "I think we're all good to go, ain't we, Sammy?" Dean asked his brother, heading for the checkout counter "Uh, Dean I think we need to get some real food in there" Sam said, seeing that the basket was 70% sweets "Seems pretty real to me" Dean responded.

As the two brothers bickered on what was real food and what wasn't ("Rabbit don't equal real!" "OH, and processed does?" "You're such an almond guy" "There's a difference between almond and healthy!" "Yeah but you're an almond" "That's a meme! And I'm so not" "You so are") munchkin went around the store, picking what she was craving, she saw some carrots with hummus, and grabbed those, she then saw an individual bag of salt and vinegar chips and added that one, too, when she returned to the sweets aisle, she tugged on Sam's sleeve "Daddy in how much time are we gettin' lunch?" she asked, "In about two hours, why do you ask, bunny?" he asked, as munchkin put her picks in the basket "ta see if ima be veery hungry or not so much" she said as she took out her gummies and put them back "gotta leave some room for lunch" she said with a shrug "okie now we ready to go!" she said with a smile.

The boys looked at each other, perplexed, what did their little one just do? She never denied candy of any kind, Dean crouched to her height "Baby, is everything alright? You love gummies" he said, concerned "I know dada, but they's not goin' nowhere, plus, I'm craving skittles more today and we're havin' lunch soon, an' i don't wanna be full by lunch, an' i also wanted carrots an' chips" she said, very sure of herself, it did make sense, what she was saying, still, both boys were confused at her sudden vegetable frenzy, when she was small, she usually dreaded those "you can have bunny food AND sweet food, is all 'bout balance, plus I got some hummus because it tastes better than ranch"

The boys shared an "oh well" look, and the argument was settled, they paid for their items and got back on the road, where they shared what each had gotten, and sang along to their shared road trip playlist all the way back to the bunker.

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beefromanoff · 2 years ago

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Going Under Ch. 23

summary: another night at the compound. Wanda has a bad dream. Gianna asks Bucky to stay.

characters: Bucky Barnes x OC

soundtrack: you're the one - greta van fleet

warnings: fluff, pop star fantasy x love story, set in an AU where the Avengers reunite after Civil War, pre-infinity war, slight angst, hurt/comfort, lonely reader/OC.

author’s note: some hints as to where the plot is going...some angst, but TRUST ME. I plan to have plenty of fluff too. thanks for reading, xo!

chapter list

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Gianna’s voice rang out across the stage, cutting through the air with the kind of intensity that only came from a woman scorned.

Her presence was different than before. Her eyes didn’t twinkle, her smile wasn’t audible in the way she sang, she didn’t dance around the stage. There was no glitter, no pastels, no mistaking her for some kind of character from a fairytale.

This time, she was cold. Closed off. Her eyes were hardened, darker. There was no sign of a smile on her face, her pretty features icy even under the heat of the spotlights. She clutched the microphone with both hands, never removing it from the stand. Her eyes remained locked on the camera, gliding down the wire as it filmed her.

She knew, somewhere, he was watching.

“Wanda! WANDA!”

She jolted awake with a start, assessing her surroundings immediately. Steve and Natasha’s worried faces hovered over her, with Peter’s not far behind them. Pushing herself up on her elbows, she looked around the common room.

“What happened?”

Nat sat down on the couch next to her. “I think you were having a nightmare.”

“You looked…upset.” Steve frowned.

“That, and the lamp was floating,” Peter added sheepishly, gesturing to the piece of decor in his hands. Thank God for spidey senses, or it would probably be shattered all over the floor.

Wanda rubbed her eyes with her hands. “Sorry guys, I haven’t had one in forever.” Feeling their worried gazes still on her, she forced a smile. “I’m good, promise. I just shouldn’t nap after eating so much candy.” Peter ducked as she threw an empty skittles bag at him.

Steve glanced at Natasha briefly before nodding, turning to Peter. “Alright, kid, let’s get back to it. Someone’s gotta show these recruits how to take a punch.”

Groaning, Peter traipsed out the door after him. “Something tells me it’s not gonna be you.”

When the elevator doors had closed behind them, Natasha turned back to Wanda, the room silent. “Was this one like before?”

Wanda hung her head, replaying the scene in her head. “It felt…similar. It felt so real. But I don’t understand, it doesn’t make sense.”

Nat put a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. “What happened? Who…who was the dream about?”

“It was Gianna.” Wanda squeezed her eyes closed. “She was performing again. She looked…broken. Angry. I could feel her pain, it was overwhelming. She felt…alone.” She looked directly at Natasha. “She felt abandoned.”

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“Care for some company?”

Gianna looked up from where she sat out on the balcony, watching the sunset across the lake. Her hair was damp from showering, staining the shoulders of her sweatshirt. She tucked her notebook behind her knees, hiding it from the subject of her writing.

“It depends, is the company as handsome as you are?”

Bucky grinned, looking down. It was almost painful how adorable she found his humility. Even after all this time, he still struggled to take a compliment, especially from her.

“Guilty.” He sat down in the overstuffed patio chair next to her. “Didn’t feel like going all the way down tonight?”

“I ate way too much lasagna for that kind of a trek,” Gianna put a hand over her stomach, groaning. “Plus, I’ve gotta save something for the morning. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but my daily schedule isn’t exactly overflowing.”

“If you want, I can sign you up for a shift helping Sam train air agility.” Bucky shrugged. “It’s the most fun job in the whole place.”

She raised an eyebrow, already seeing where this was going. “How exactly do you help him train air mobility?”

“Mainly by throwing things at him while he flies. Rocks, benches, tires, Peter…” He trailed off, chuckling as Gianna shoved him, giggling despite herself.

“Be nice!”

“Okay, okay, no training for you.” He gestured to her notebook. “New song?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.” She winked, holding it to her chest.

“Alright.” He looked at her for a second before standing up and silently walking towards the doors.

“Wait, hey!” Gianna called after him. “Where are you going?”

He smirked over his shoulder as he pulled open the door. “Two can play at that game.”

Moments later, he reappeared through the door holding a small black leather notebook and pen. She eyed him as he returned to his seat next to her, opening it without a single look at her. Clicking his pen, he began to scrawl onto the page.

“Are you making fun of me?” Gianna cocked her head to the side.

“Ah, I wouldn't dream of it.”

She watched him write, a suppressed smile set on his stubbled jawline. After a moment, she clicked her own pen. “Fine.”

They sat quietly for close to ten minutes, the scratch of pen on paper and rustle of wind in the trees filling the air. Unable to focus on her lyrics any longer, Gianna gave in. “Alright, I cave. I’m tapping out.”

Bucky looked up at her innocently, pen still hovering above the page. “What do you mean?”

“Come on, you’re clearly baiting me with something.” She rolled her eyes. “Where did you even find that? Is it Peter’s? If it’s for one of his classes, he’s gonna freak out when he sees it’s gone.”

“It’s mine.” He blinked.

She narrowed her eyes. Over the past few months, she’d gotten exceptionally good at reading his poker face. Either he’d leveled up recently, or…he wasn’t kidding.

“If it’s yours, then how have I never seen it?”

“I really only write in it at night.” He shrugged. “You were either asleep on the bus or in your own room.”

Her posture changed as the tone shifted from teasing to vulnerable. “What do you write about?”

“Oh you know,” His smirk returned. “A list of everyone who’s ever wronged me, the names of all the women I’m juggling, new things to throw at Sam…”

Gianna scoffed, smacking him with her own book. “I knew it, you’re messing with me!” Bucky laughed, covering his head from her blows. She saw an opportunity and lunged, snagging the book out of his hand and jumping out of her chair.

“Wait - Gianna,” He leapt after her, one step behind as she scurried to the corner of the balcony, the pages already open. Bucky breathed out, watching as her eyes began to process the words. Her smile sank, eyes flicking across the words.

Week two of tour. Tried fancy coffee, turns out it isn’t bad. Hazelnut latte (if they ask what milk, say regular)

Gianna is different than I thought. Soft, kind. Funny. She made me play carnival games I haven’t played since Steve and I were kids. I don’t think she knew how much I enjoyed it. I need to be nicer to her. She tries so hard to make me feel welcome.

I think she’s glad I’m here. I’m glad too.

She flicked a few pages ahead, heart pounding in her chest.

Remember - Gianna doesn’t like rushed mornings. She said it makes her feel like she’s on a hamster wheel. Can try waking her up earlier than scheduled so she can get coffee? Or I could bring it. I’ll try tomorrow.

Also, Steve finally starting to admit he has feelings for Nat. Maybe they’ll have it figured out by the time I get back.

She flipped ahead.

She asked me to stay with her. I know it’s just because she’s scared. I wish it wasn’t.

I wish I could take away everything scary in her world. I don’t want to see her cry ever again. I want to wipe her tears and keep away anything that threatens to bring them back.

And then I hope she still wants me to stay with her.

Gianna looked up, eyes brimming. She slowly lowered the book down and stepped to Bucky. He stood, tense, waiting for her reaction. Gently setting the book down on a chair, she stepped into his arms, wrapping him into a hug. He relaxed in her embrace, breathing out and resting his chin on her head. Her fists held bunches of his shirt as she clung to him, the last bits of evening sun warm on their skin.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled her head back and looked up at him. Her eyes were watery but crinkled at the corners, the way they always were when her smile spread across her face.

“I want you to stay.”

He nodded, playing it cool as he looked over her head and soaked in the sunset. His lips were curled in the slightest smile as he panned the horizon, holding her. Finally looking down, his blue eyes settled on hers. “You can’t take that back.”

“Why would I ever want to?”

Finally, Bucky’s grin broke through. He knelt down and picked Gianna up, hands grabbing the back of her legs and pulling them around his waist. She squealed in surprise as he spun her around, throwing her arms around his neck for stability. When he stopped turning, she put her hands on his cheeks, relishing in the feeling of his smile lines beneath her hands.

Gianna turned her head and ever-so-sweetly pressed her lips to his. The grin was still spread across his face, making her giggle into the kiss. After pressing several rapid-fire pecks on his lips, she pulled back and looked at him.

“I mean it,” She tucked a strand of dark hair behind his ear. “Stay with me. Tonight.”

His eyes flicked to hers, looking for confirmation. Gianna simply nodded, biting her lower lip.

That evening seemed to play out in slow motion. They’d rejoined the others inside, catching the tail end of whatever movie was playing. Neither Bucky nor Gianna could focus on anything besides each other. Sitting in the corner of the sectional, she leaned back into him, relaxing under the weight of his right arm draped across her. Nat leaned back into Gianna’s knees, once again putting her feet into Steve’s lap. For a brief moment during the movie, Steve turned to steal a glance at his best friend. Their eyes met over the heads’ of the two women between them and Bucky grinned.

It had been so long, decades since they’d both been happy like this. Bucky wasn’t even sure they’d ever both been in a relationship at the same time. Although he and Natasha liked to toggle between denying their relationship and choosing to accept their feelings, it was real to Steve and that made it real to Bucky. They were together, they both found someone to love them, they were safe.

It couldn’t get any better.

When the movie had ended and the team split off to their own separate rooms, Gianna poked around the common space, making up reasons to be the last person still out. Bucky sat at the kitchen island, watching her straighten the pillows on the couch for the fourth time.

“You callin’ it a night?” Steve put a hand on his back as he passed.

“Here in a few.”

Looking from Gianna back to Bucky, Steve raised an eyebrow, grinning. “Ah. Sweet dreams.” With that, he sidled into his room and shut the door behind him, leaving only two.

He could feel Gianna’s gaze on him from across the room. Bucky stood from the barstool and crossed over to her, draping an arm over her shoulders. “What’d you think of the movie?”

“Shut up.” She nudged his side. “Like you paid any attention either.”

They spoke softly until they got to her door. Gianna’s room was still pretty bare, the only decor she’d added being the vase of flowers he’d given her. It made him equal parts happy and sad, he made a mental note to get her something for the space. At least something for the bare walls.

“Just like old times.” Gianna grinned as she crawled on the bed, perching on her knees.

“Feels like it was just yesterday.” He sat on the edge, legs dangling off the side.

“Really?” She tugged on his sleeve, pulling him gently down to his back. “Because I feel like it’s been a really, really long time.”

Bucky raised his eyebrows, watching her lay down across his chest. She propped her head up with her hand and traced the letters on his t-shirt. He opened his mouth to speak but closed it without saying anything.

“Hmm?” She purred as she continued sliding her fingers across his chest.

“What?” Their voices were both soft in the quiet room.

“You were going to say something.”

He closed his eyes and sighed, dropping his head back on the bed. “It was dumb.”

“Well, now you really have to tell me.”

Metal fingers pinched the bridge of his nose as he smiled sheepishly. “I was going to say it probably feels like just yesterday because I dream about this almost every night.” He paused, eyes still closed. “But that would be a dumb thing to say, so I didn’t.”

“I don’t think it’s dumb,” Gianna tugged his hand away from his eyes and planted a kiss on his fingers. “I think it’s sweet.”

“Oh, yeah?”

“Very. In fact, I’d love to hear what else you dream about?” Her voice was teasing.

“Mmm, I don’t know if I’m ready to divulge that just yet.” He pulled himself up to a sitting position, leaning back against the bed. Gianna looked up at him, head resting on his lap.

“I’m giving you kind of a green light to make a move here, Buck.” She bit her lip.

“I know,” He stroked her hair out of her face. “I keep telling you, I want to do this right, all of this. Believe me, I’d love t- there’s a lot I’d love to do. A lot that I’ve dreamt about for a long time. But…you deserve the best. You deserve to know how special you are.” Bucky reached for her hand and brought it to his lips, punctuating each word with a kiss. “And that…is very…very…special.”

Gianna blushed, feeling his stubble scratch her hand as he kissed it. “If you insist on being perfect…” She rolled onto her elbows, looking up at him. “But if we’re not going to spend our night that way, I have another request.”

“Shoot.”

“Can I read more?”

He paused, wanting to protest but being immediately disarmed by her wide eyes. “Sure.”

For the rest of the evening, they sat in a comfortable silence. Gianna resumed her position on the bed, laying on her back with her head in Bucky’s lap. He stroked her hair absently, watching her eyes flick across the pages full of his notes.

“Why do you write these?” She asked, turning the page. “I love that you do, but I wouldn’t have pegged you as the type to keep a journal.”

“It helps me remember.” He cleared his throat. “Or, I hope it would. If I ever…if I ever need help again. I started it when I first got free, trying to piece it all together. It was such a hard thing, being a grown man and only having a few weeks’ worth of memories. I didn’t even know who I was.” His eyes glazed over as he spoke. “I started to get bits and pieces of memories back, little by little. It wasn’t always a full memory, just fragments. I’d write it down as it came back to me and then put it together. Even though I was free, I didn’t know if I’d lose it all again. So I wrote it down.”

Gianna reached up and cupped his jaw, rubbing her thumb over his cheek. “I’m so sorry for all you’ve had to overcome…but I’m so thankful you chose to do this to help yourself. Getting this glimpse into your mind is such a gift.”

He laid his hand over hers, still cupping his cheek, and kissed her palm. “First and only person to ever get that glimpse.”

She smiled, stroking his cheek one more time before returning her grip to the notebook. The entries were mainly from this summer and beyond, she assumed he had the other notebooks somewhere else. The earliest date was shortly before he got his assignment to work with her.

Wherever he found the trust to let her see this oh-so-vulnerable side of him, she wasn’t going to take that lightly. Turning the page, she found reason after reason why she adored him so much.

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Stan = when you support the relationship between two people. Ex: today, someone wrote that they “stan” Gianna and I. She said that means they think we’re cute together.

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I didn’t think I would like being on tour. It’s not so different from being at the compound. Besides the fact that we’re in a different city every night, surrounded by press, and exposed to the world. The routines, the familiarity, the handful of people you actually know each day…I don’t mind it. I miss the team. Most of them. Actually - all of them.

I’m glad Gianna and I get on so well. If she was anyone besides herself, I’d be counting down the days until it was over instead of counting the days I still have with her.

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We go back to New York soon. I miss the city. Sometimes I think I’d like to live there again, but I remind myself it won’t be like my childhood. That was - quite literally - decades ago. Brooklyn isn’t my Brooklyn anymore. Hell, I wouldn’t know if it was. I barely remember those days.

I like staying at the Tower. It feels safe, but still close to the city. I wish more of the team liked to stay there. I’d choose the company of the Compound over the Tower by myself any day. Something I never thought I’d say. It’s nice to help train, too. I feel like I’m contributing something when I help with the agents. Putting something good back in the world.

I hope I’m doing that here. At least putting good in one person’s world.

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Something almost happened last night. Someone rushed the stage, I handled it. I think I scared Gianna. I was afraid to look at her face after I hit him. I don’t want her to see me differently. But the truth is, I would let her watch me do much worse if it meant keeping her safe. Even if she was terrified of me.

She tried to be strong, but it scared her. It would scare anyone.

She asked me to stay with her. I know it’s just because she’s scared. I wish it wasn’t.

I wish I could take away everything scary in her world. I don’t want to see her cry ever again. I want to wipe her tears and keep away anything that threatens to bring them back.

And then I hope she still wants me to stay with her.

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I saw Steve today. We got to run through the city. It almost felt like old times. I think it was better. He seems happy. I didn’t get to ask about Natasha, I should have. I know there’s something going on. Mark my words. I’ll show them this page at their wedding.

He insisted I’m smitten with Gianna. I told him he’s wrong. I enjoy being around her. She’s great. That’s all that there is.

I wonder if this page will come back to bite me too. I sincerely hope so.

_________

She kissed me.

Tonight. At the Tower. In front of everyone.

In all the times I’ve been hit, nothing ever rocked me quite like that.

If this is all we ever get of each other…that’s enough for me. If all I ever got from her was the look she gave me before she kissed me…that would be enough.

But, she was drunk. It might all end tomorrow. I should put it in a box and turn all of this off before it gets out of control. I know I should. Tonight, I’m choosing to remember the way she looked at me.

I wish I could write down every detail so I never forget it. Something tells me I won’t either way.

_________

Note - Gianna is from Charleston. I’ve never been. Maybe we can go back together.

I wish she didn’t know how true loneliness felt. I wish we didn’t relate on so much.

I wish we both had gotten to live more of our lives before they were taken from us.

_________

Bucky felt Gianna’s arm slip down onto her chest, the notebook still fanned out in her limp hand. She’d been fighting sleep for the past twenty minutes, continuing to read through heavy lids. Finally, she succumbed to her exhaustion, head still resting on his lap. He tugged the book out from her grip and set it on the nightstand beside him before turning off the lamp.

Slowly, gently, he tucked her under the comforter beside him. She barely stirred as he slid his right arm under her pillow and curled his body behind hers. As he laid his arm across her waist, he was careful to keep the full weight of the metal from resting on her.

Taking a deep breath, he let himself breath her in. She was right here, in his arms. She wasn’t scared. She wasn’t drunk. She knew exactly where he stood.

She still asked him to stay.

#bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #avengers #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes x oc #bucky fluff #winter soldier #sebastian stan #winter soldier fluff

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healthylivingshub · 2 months ago

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How can I boost my immune system naturally?

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1. Eat the Rainbow (No, Skittles Don’t Count) Your immune system thrives on nutrients, and colorful fruits and veggies are packed with them.

Vitamin C: Citrus fruits, strawberries, bell peppers.

Vitamin A: Sweet potatoes, carrots, spinach.

Zinc: Pumpkin seeds, chickpeas, lentils.

Antioxidants: Berries, dark leafy greens, nuts.

Pro Tip: Aim for 5–7 servings of fruits and veggies daily. Smoothies and salads are easy ways to pack them in.

2. Prioritize Sleep (Your Immune System’s Best Friend) Sleep is when your body repairs and regenerates—including your immune cells.

Aim for 7–9 hours: Create a bedtime routine (no screens 1 hour before bed, cool room, calming tea).

Nap if needed: A 20-minute power nap can recharge you better than caffeine.

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Daily goal: 30 minutes of brisk walking, yoga, or dancing.

Avoid overtraining: Intense, prolonged exercise can temporarily suppress immunity.

Real-Life Hack: Turn chores into workouts—vacuuming, gardening, or playing with your kids all count.

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Try mindfulness: Meditate, journal, or take 5 deep breaths daily.

Laugh more: Watch a comedy, call a funny friend, or play with your pet.

Say no: Overcommitting drains energy and increases stress.

Pro Tip: Even 10 minutes of daily mindfulness can make a difference.

5. Stay Hydrated (Water is Your Immune System’s BFF) Hydration supports every system in your body, including immunity.

Daily goal: Drink half your body weight (in pounds) in ounces. (Example: 150 lbs = 75 oz).

Herbal teas: Ginger, chamomile, and green tea are hydrating and immune-boosting.

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6. Add Immune-Boosting Foods Certain foods are especially good at supporting immunity.

Garlic: Contains allicin, which has antimicrobial properties.

Ginger: Anti-inflammatory and great for soothing sore throats.

Turmeric: Curcumin, its active compound, fights inflammation.

Fermented foods: Yogurt, kefir, sauerkraut, and kimchi support gut health (where 70% of your immune system lives).

Pro Tip: Add garlic to soups, ginger to smoothies, and turmeric to roasted veggies.

7. Get Some Sun (Vitamin D is Key) Vitamin D plays a crucial role in immune function.

Sun exposure: 10–15 minutes of midday sun (without sunscreen) a few times a week.

Food sources: Fatty fish (salmon, mackerel), fortified dairy, and egg yolks.

Supplement if needed: Especially in winter or if you live in a cloudy area.

Science Says: Low vitamin D levels are linked to increased susceptibility to infections.

8. Avoid Smoking and Limit Alcohol

Smoking: Damages the immune system and increases infection risk.

Alcohol: Weakens immune function over time. Stick to moderate drinking (1 drink/day for women, 2 for men).

The Bottom Line Boosting your immune system naturally isn’t about quick fixes—it’s about consistent, healthy habits. Eat well, sleep enough, move your body, and manage stress. Your immune system will thank you.

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theonlythingimfuckingisstupid · 3 years ago

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bleh

#covid tw #suddenly feel Very Bad and i don't know wy #might be bc i just got home and took too much insulin and not enough food yet #but idk #i'm gonna eat some skittles then take a nap and hope that helps #i'm also Very Warm so hopefully that goes away or else i wont be able to ignore it for much longer #i really dont want covid #em rambles

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oceangirl24 · 2 years ago

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Incorrect Quotes

I started this yesterday and got hopelessly sidetracked doing it and never made a post.

Honestly, I'm glad now I didn't because I really needed the laugh tonight.

Onto the game.

@writingpotato07 tagged me for this. I am so thankful that you did. You have no idea how much this game has helped me.

Rules: Use this generator to generate incorrect quotes and tag people!

Tagging: @mikaharuka, @lena-hills @hylianjo @tsunderewatermelon

@bleepbloopbotz and anyone who wants to join in the laughs

What gets me about these is how accurate they were for the characters the majority of the time.

I chose my MCs: Jon and Audrey, and Jon, Shawn, and Audrey. There are so many good ones, but here are my favorites. And there are a lot!

Jon: Audrey and I are so close we even share a toothbrush.

Audrey: We what?

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Audrey: *watching the squad's shenanigans with concern* Do you feel like this has gotten out of hand?

Jon: I don't know. Feels normal enough for a group that's on 911's blocked callers list.

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Jon: Audrey, can you help me? All of my clothes keep disappearing for some reason.

Audrey, wearing a hoodie that's 5 times bigger than their size: Spooky.

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Audrey: Is Shawn always like this when he loses?

Jon: Oh, yes. You should've been there for the Great Jenga Tantrum of 2015.

Shawn: You bumped that table and you know it!

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Audrey: Sometimes I like to place my hands on someone’s cheeks, look into their eyes...

Audrey: ...And violently jerk their head until it snaps.

Jon: ...That took an unexpected turn.

Shawn: So did their neck.

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Jon: So, Shawn is no longer allowed to take the trash out at night.

Audrey: Why?

Jon: Because I've caught him trying to train raccoons to fight five times in a row.

Shawn, arms crossed and pouting: You'll be thanking me when the third raccoon battalion saves your ass.

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Shawn: Is this your plan B?

Jon: Technically, this is plan P.

Shawn: Plan P? Is there a plan M?

Jon: Yes, but I marry Audrey in plan M.

Audrey: I like plan M.

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Audrey: I really like Eminem.

Shawn: I prefer skittles.

Jon: She's talking about the rapper.

Shawn: Why would she eat the wrapper?

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Shawn: We’re playing Scrabble. It’s a nightmare.

Audrey: Scrabble? Scrabble’s great.

Shawn: Not when you’re playing with Jon, it’s not. He puts words like “ephemeral” and I put “dog.”

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Shawn: You know what bothers me? Bats. Why can bats fly?

Jon: Not again!

Shawn: No. Seriously, who gave them the right? They're mammals! Mammals walk on land, no exceptions.

Audrey: Just wait until you hear about whales.

Shawn: What now?

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Shawn: When will Ted himself...finally show up to the talk?

Audrey: The final boss.

Jon: You guys know TEDtalks stands for technology, entertainment, and design talks, right?

Shawn: I will not let Ted hide behind these lies any longer!

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Jon, at Audrey: Would you like to stay for dinner?

Shawn, from the kitchen: Would you like to stay forever!?!

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Shawn: Hey, Audrey you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform.

Audrey: Have you ever been to a mortuary?

Shawn: Yea, my grandma lives there.

Jon: That is the worst response to that question.

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Audrey: Self-care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically.

Jon: Self-care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self-care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self-care is the fear in your enemies' eyes.

Shawn : Self-care is stealing someone's birthday cake just to eat the frosting.

Jon: If you touch my birthday cake, I’ll make you eat your hands.

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Rugrats, anyone???

Audrey: Jon, what are you doing?

Jon: Making chocolate pudding.

Audrey: It's four in the morning, why are you making chocolate pudding?

Jon: Because I've lost control of my life.

Jon: Here's your pudding, Shawn.

Shawn: Oh that's okay, I'm not hungry anymore.

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Shawn, to Audrey: …And I need you and Jon to help, and by "help" I mean "do everything."

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Audrey: I have a bad feeling about this…

Shawn: What do you mean?

Audrey: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble?

Shawn: No?

Jon: That actually explains so much.

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Shawn: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise.

Jon: What's the surprise?

Audrey: Blood poisoning.

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Shawn: I don't like bugs. Jon, are you even listening to me? Jon: I seem to have misplaced my ant farm.

Shawn, at Audrey: MOOOOOM!

#boy meets world incorrect quotes #shawn hunter #jonathan turner #boy meets world fanfiction #incorrect quotes #incorrect boy meets world #original character

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miss-morrigan · 3 years ago

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More Pillar Men Quotes (feat. ME)!

💜💚💙💛❤

Kars, Entering Esidisi's room: Andii did it again.

Esidisi: Peace disturbance?

Kars: What no-

Esidisi: Arson..?

Kars: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY-

Esidisi: uh....Attempted murder?

Kars: NO, THEY ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE, BUT WHAT THE FU-

💜💚💙💛❤

Esidisi, pointing to the wall: What color is this?

Wamuu: Gray.

Kars: Grey.

Esidisi, turning to Andii: Now tell them what color you think it is.

Andii: Dark white.

💜💚💙💛❤

Wamuu: Your smile? It makes my day.

Esidisi: Your happiness? I live for that.

Kars: A room? Get one.

Andii: Hotel? Trivago.

💜💚💙💛❤

Wamuu: Well, has Esidisi been wrong before?

Andii: How wide are we willing to open this up?

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: And now for a gay update with Kars and Esidisi.

Esidisi: Getting gayer.

Andii: Thank you, Esidisi.

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: I really like Eminem.

Santana: I prefer skittles.

Wamuu: They are talking about the rapper.

Santana: Why would they eat the wrapper?

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: Hey, Esidisi you're smart, tell me what would happen if I chugged 3 gallons of chloroform.

Esidisi: Have you ever been to a mortuary?

Andii: Yea, my grandma lives there.

Kars: That is the worst response to that question.

💜💚💙💛❤

Santana: Are you a painting?

Andii: What-?

Santana: Because I want to pin you to a wall.

Wamuu: OH GOD I THOUGHT YOU WERE GOING TO SAY YOU WANTED TO HANG THEM OR SOMETHING-

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: I dare you-

Kars: Esidisi is not allowed to accept dares anymore.

Andii: Why not?

Esidisi: "I have no regard for my own or others personal safety", as some would say.

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: Why does Kars always do the laundry so loudly?

Esidisi: So everyone knows that no one helps them out in the house.

Kars, in the distance: *slams the washing machine shut*

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: I'm gonna eat the chicken breasts!

Kars, snickering: Yeah, eat what you lack.

Esidisi, deadpanning at Kars: Then maybe I should order brains on delivery for you.

💜💚💙💛❤

Andii: Dinosaurs aren't extinct. I mean, Kars is walking in this room.

Esidisi: *wheeze*

💜💚💙💛❤

Wamuu: Self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath or putting on a lot of make up if you like that, or taking a nice warm nap and stuff like that basically.

Andii: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you. self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists. self care is the fear in your enemies eyes.

Santana: Self care is stealing someones birthday cake just to eat the frosting.

Andii: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

#jjba #jojo part 2 #jjba part 2 #pillarmen #wamuu #esidisi #kars jojo #santana jojo #santana jjba #jjba esidisi #jjba wamuu #wamuu wednesday but it isnt wednesday #self insert #self indulgent #im a simp and not sorry for it 😌

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siglai · 3 years ago

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hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)

hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM) hubby, im tired! aw, you tired? wanna take a nap on my chest? yes pwease 🥺! you can use my chest as a pillow to rest your CUTE FACE 😁! you’re so sweet cotton swab <3 you are sweeter, sugar booger! (VINE BOOM) can you give me headrubs 🥺? here u go! can you tell me u wuve me to make m feel better 🥺? i wuve you hubbly bubbly!! i wuve you more! no i wuve YOU more‼️ MWAAAH! (VINE BOOM) hubby, i’m hungry! aw, you hungry? i can feed u some nice skittles, and some cake. will that make you feel better 😁? that would make my stomach feel like a unicorn dancing on a rainbow with sparkles for eyes 😆! (VINE BOOM) when i feed u this, u can’t eat no more! ur stomach is going to hurt really bad‼️ and i’ll give u tummy rubs ☺️ thank u baybee 🥺 no problem, sprinkle tinkle!! 😁 (VINE BOOM)

#♪ ;; erin !!

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you-did-well-moon · 5 years ago

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Sf9 reaction to s/o on their period

Type: fluff uwuwuuwu

A/n: oh god, fun fact, I got my first period on Halloween. I think I laughed too hard and it just- Moving on. I don't have a lot of cramps, but when I do, they’re bad T-T. I remember rolling around the floor screaming “I don't want to be a girl anymore” while my mom watched from the kitchen. She then told all my aunts. ahaha actually moving on now. On to the reaction. Don't be afraid to talk to me or to request - Moon

Youngbin

Youngbin strikes me as the type of person to make sure he really wants a relationship with someone before confessing, so you’re basically his ride or die and he’d do anything for you. That being said, congratulations, you have this boy wrapped around your finger. Your boyfriend is now your personal maid. He’s the type to make you feel good. Your tummy hurts? He’s trying to make it better by massaging it. You're suddenly upset with him because of a mood swing? Youngbin will take it like a champ smiling softly at you and crushing you into his arms while wondering how you can be so cute while pouting at him for accidentally leaving your favorite cup too high for you to reach. Youngbin already showers you in compliments, but he always manages to take it up a notch while you’re on your days of the month. Youngbin will surprise you with cute little things like a bath with a bath bomb and rose petals, your favorite flowers, or proposing to bake a cake together and making a mess of the kitchen.

“Your pants don't fit because your tummy is bloated babe. It’s normal. Just wear some sweatpants. You look beautiful either way”

Inseong

Every time, Inseong will be a bit awkward with you. Not because you’re on your period, but because he wants to do nice things for you. He’s just worried he’s doing too much or that he’s being clingy. Eventually, (after some reassurance from you because he will end up talking to you about it) he’ll grow comfortable trying to take your mind off things by doing sweet random gestures. If you’re craving something, you’ll find it on your bed by the end of the day with a sticky note accompanied by a cute pick-up line on it. If you’re on your way to work/school, Inseong will send you a text to check your gallery where you find silly selfies he took while you were probably getting ready. He will make you lay your head on his lap with tinted cheeks, and he'll read to you even exaggerating some of the dialogue parts to make you laugh. If you’re having a particular bad day, you will get met with Inseong’s unsure smile with a blanket fort behind him and your favorite movie ready to play on his laptop.

“Eh? Those cookies on your bed? Me? No no, you got it all wrong. It was probably Casper trying to make one of the most angelic people in the world show her lovely smile again”

Jaeyoon

Jaeyoon’s energy will literally sky rocket every time you're on your time of the month. Homeboy is probably preparing jokes for you two weeks prior to your period (yes, he will keep track of your period that's just how much of a boyfriend he is). He loves seeing his girl laugh, and he wants you to spend the week your mood usually gets bought down happy. Especially because of him. This dude will not be afraid to tease you. Nothing about your period like staining the bed. He teases you about things he’s always teased you about like tripping on nothing. If you’re having a particularly bad day and Jaeyoon’s lighthearted teasing gets to you, he won’t hesitate to smother you in kisses. If you’re still mad at him, he’ll follow you around pouting and acting cute for your forgiveness. You of course, give in. Something cute I think Jaeyoon would do is sit you down, your hands clasped in his and his forehead pressed against yours holding eye contact with you making you tell him all the good things that happened in your day. He’ll give you a little kiss for every good things you tell him.

“Come on y/n, you know I didn't mean it when I laughed at the toilet paper stuck to your shoe. I can't have your cute little butt slipping because of toilet paper. I know! I’ll impersonate Dawon when he accidentally ate nail polish for you.”

Dawon

Did someone order a koala? That’s basically what he becomes every time your time of the month comes around. He’ll act a bit clingier than usual (okay maybe a lot), but if you ask for space, he won’t falter in taking a step back and letting you breathe. The only reason Dawon goes into koala mode when you’re on your period is because he wants to be there in case you need/want something. Honestly, he’ll probably do something stupid like draw on your face while you were taking a nap. He will be whiny the rest of the day when you scold him. In his defense, he thought you could both laugh about it when you eventually did get up. He makes it better by letting you do something he normally doesn't let you do because he gets flustered and blushes a lot. He lets you cuddle him trace and touch his tattoos with a limited time offer of cuddles (it's not that limited). Of course you've seen his tattoos a hundred times before, but he’s usually asleep for it. In turn, he will trace lines across the slopes of your face mumbling how his day went against the crown of your head.

“What do you mean you have to go to the restroom? The restroom can fit two people. Ouch- okay I’ll get off of you just come back ASAP. I don't think I can take being too far away from you for too long”

Zuho

Juho will make sure you’re having the time of your life the whole time you're on your days. He invites you to his studio where you have crazy dance parties singing and rapping to one of his songs while you dance around with colorful wigs and other wacky accessories. He plays stupid games with you like paper rock scissors sticking out his tongue at you when you lose but still handing you his last Skittle. If you don't want to go out, that's perfectly fine for him too. He snuggles up to you on the couch while watching a scary movie spilling popcorn everywhere and screaming in an unbelievably high pitch. He’s just trying to make your period as not miserable as he can. He becomes even softer for you (if that’s even possible). He lets you play with his hair or put crazy makeup on him. Although he may look grumpy while in the process, he goofily laughs posing ridiculously when you tell him he looks pretty. He’s even letting you distract him in the studio tickling you when you grab his attention for too long.

“I never thought I'd look this good in long pink hair. You got the lyrics wrong but I'll let it pass since you’re cute.. and I love you”

Rowoon

Seokwoo usually teases you a lot, but he eases up on it when you’re on your period.He will bring you tea and pills when you’re having cramps watching worriedly as you curl up in pain. He runs his hands though your hair softening the crease between your eyebrows and shushing you softly when you whine out in pain. He will push you to eat saying the healthier your body is the better you will feel after your period ends. He contentedly smiles watching you fondly when you eat what he made. He will bring you outside and make you play something simple such as catch telling you he read on the internet that moving around will help ease up the pain in your lower abdomen. He is very patient with you when you get overly sensitive over something listening to you talk waving your arms around while internally thinking of how cute you look crying at Finding Nemo. He then eventually herds you to the bed telling you take a nap tucking you in and leaving a kiss against your forehead rubbing his nose against yours playfully before leaving to shower promising to join you later.

“Come on love, let's take a nap. I promise you’ll feel better when you wake up. See your beautiful self later babe, rest up”

Taeyang

Taeyang will also be one to tease his girlfriend, but he will change up his teasing. Instead of teasing you to annoy you, he'll do it more to bring up your mood and make you laugh. He pinches your cheek and calls you cute. Actually, you didn't advise him when you were on your period until you were sure the relationship was serious. When you first told him, Taeyang was a bit awkward, but he quickly shook it off smiling and nodding asking if you needed anything. Knowing how sensitive you can get during your time of the month, he’ll get a bit protective (not overbearing) of you. If a member teases you, he sends them a small sharp glare. He will make sure you don't watch that movie that makes you cry every time. He will make sure you spend your days while on your period as relaxed as you can. Taeyang would take you on walks with beautiful flowers and plants along the path smiling as you take everything in beaming in delight. He will stay at home with you playing his guitar while conversing about random topics with you.

“This isn't the first time you've seen those flowers jagi, yet you still stop to look at them every time. You're too adorable for your own good sometimes angel”

Hwiyoung

Hwiyoung will be the member who will be the shyest when you first tell him you're on your period. He’ll probably also freak out the most when you start curling in on yourself because of some painful cramps. He probably runs around the house looking for something that can help you until you eventually tell him what kind of pills to get you and to heat up a water bottle. There’s nothing to worry about, he will definitely be more prepared for next time. He will constantly ask you if he can do anything for you, and he gets a hang of what helps you out the most. Hwiyoung spends a lot of time with you goofing off and playing around. He draws with you purposefully giving you a big nose while drawing you and cackling when you lightly throw a pencil in his direction. Something you guys would probably do is intentionally get movies many say are bad and laugh while watching them. When you fall asleep on his shoulder tired of the day’s activities, he will fondly gummy smile at you before gently shaking awake to go to bed.

“What do you mean your uterus is murdering you? Is that normal? Oh- please don't cry. Tell me what I can do to take the pain away love”

Chani

Early in the relationship, when you first tell him about your period, he will observe you quietly. He just wants to see how he can help you out, so he doesn't do anything wrong when he’s trying to take care of you while you’re on your days of the month. After getting a good look at what he can do to help you out, he will be more active around you when you’re on your period. He will take many naps with you softly singing you to sleep and resting your head in the crook of his arm lightly running his hands up and down your arm. He will act cute only for you when he sees you’re having a hard time. He sits next to the bathtub when you’re in the bath he prepared for you, and he even massages your shoulder before throwing a towel at your face telling you to finish so you could go watch some movies. He’s playful with you chasing you around your apartment spinning you around when he catches you. He smiles warmly at you and chuckles lowly when you give him those puppy eyes asking if you can go to the corner store to get snacks. He just ruffles your hair agreeing a second later.

“So what if this is the fifth nap we’ve had this day. We both need our rest. Now go to sleep and dream of me”

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lunnanunna · 5 years ago

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Mullethead

STRAY KIDS Extra Member AU

Summary: Ollie shows off her new hairstyle for their comeback.

Warnings: Slight swearing.

A/N: Ollie’s new hairstyle is shown in her Go Trailer Outfit. Hope you enjoy!

Requests are open! Please let me know what you think.

Ollie stepped into the dorm, letting out a long yawn. She paused until she finished, then shook her head. Wow, she was beat. These comeback preparations have been really grueling. She wasn’t complaining, don’t get her wrong, she just felt like she needed a nap. Like all the time.

She smiled softly as she heard her boys chattering in the living room. The smell of chicken made its way to Ollie, meaning that they had ordered in. Toeing off her white crocs, she happily walked into the living room.

All of the boys were sitting around on the floor or couch, laughing and talking, all while enjoying their meal. Seungmin was the first to notice Ollie.

“Hi, Noona,” he greeted smiling, patting an empty spot next to him. Ollie grinned as she made her way over, sliding in her socks to the vocalist. She plopped down on the ground, and smiled to the rest of the boys.

“Hi, guys,” Ollie greeted everyone. She received a chorus of ‘hellos’ and ‘how was your days?’ She thanked Minho who pushed a plate of chicken and fries in front of her and dug in. Ollie had barely eaten that day, what with how busy she was.

“Didn’t have time to eat?” Chan asked as he watched Ollie devour two whole chicken wings in less than two minutes.

Ollie shook her head as she reached for another wing. Changbin chuckled as he handed one to her. “Thanks,” she said between bites. Ollie always tried to eat. She hated the idea of skipping meals.

“So. Let’s see it,” Felix said, resting his chin in his hands.

Ollie tilted her head in confusion. Felix motioned towards her head, and it took Ollie a second or two, but she understood what he meant. She smiled, then nodded.

Placing her chicken down and taking a napkin that Jisung handed to her, she wiped her hands then with her cleaner fingers, she removed the hood that was hiding her new hairstyle.

“Holy shit,” Jisung gaped. The reaction was similar throughout the room, and Ollie chuckled.

“You went from skittles to a mullethead. Respect,” Felix said clapping her on the back.

“Thanks,” Ollie nodded, sneering.

“It’s pretty badass, actually,” Changbin said, nodding in approval. Ollie winked at him, causing him to laugh.

“You may be one of the first female idols to not just sport a mullet, but to look good in it,” Chan smiled, genuinely in love with Ollie’s new look.

“And it fits the concept for Go Live,” Minho said, wagging his finger at her. Ollie raised a brow at it, laughing.

“Did JYP approve of this?” Hyunjin asked, staring at her hair, the dark color going well with the cut.

Ollie nodded her head. “Yeah, I asked him, then showed him a pic’ of what I wanted. He said he liked the idea,” she gave a thumbs up, grinning from ear to ear. “Plus, this was the only haircut that worked well with how uneven my hair was with all the breakage.

“Noona,” Jeongin said, then turned to Chan, “And Hyung. Enough with the bleach. You’re both gonna go bald.” Ollie’s and Chan’s jaws dropped at the serious tone the maknae used on them.

Ollie snorted as she reached for some fries. “No promises,” she said, and smirked as she heard a chorus of groans.

“Same,” Chan said sheepishly.

“Fine. Go bald! Don’t expect us to go wig shopping with you two,” Felix said, crossing his arms, raising a challenging brow.

“We could probably pull off the bald look,” Chan said, laughing.

“Yeah, no,” Ollie laughed, “There’s no way we’d pull that look off.” Everyone laughed along with the two oldest.

“I don’t know. I feel like Noona might be able to. Not too sure about Hyung though,” Minho shrugged. Ollie laughed as Chan let out an indigent squawk.

“Please don’t ever go bald,” Hyunjin said, seriously to both, but smiled, the words losing all bite.

“Yes, Sir,” Ollie nodded, giving him a mock salute.

The room lapsed into silence as they all went back to eating. Ollie happily hummed as she munched on her drumstick.

“On a serious note,” Chan spoke up, garnering the attention of everyone, “How’d it go today with the extra bodyguards?” Everyone turned to Ollie, looking at her expectantly.

She nodded as she finished swallowing the chicken in her mouth. “Pretty good actually. Luckily, the two guards are really nice and easy to talk to, and still take their jobs seriously,” Ollie answered.

JYP had assigned a few more bodyguards to not just her, but for Stray Kids in general. He had also taken out a statement addressing the situation and how they would take legal action against anyone who harms any of the members.

Chan and Ollie were relieved to see the company take action and put their safety first, especially as their comeback approached. JYP had actually tried to have Ollie sit this comeback out, but Ollie wasn’t having that. There was no way she’d miss their first ever full album comeback. Hell no. No thank you. So bodyguards were the next best thing.

“That’s good. Hopefully they catch her soon. I really hate the idea of her just lurking around waiting for her moment,” Seungmin said, earning a shiver from Ollie.

“You have no idea,” Ollie joked, but there was no humor.

“You’re gonna be okay, Noona. JYP is on it, and with these new precautions, it will be harder for Jisoo to try anything,” Chan said, offering her a slight smile.

Ollie smiled back, “Yeah, hopefully.”

“Well, I’m going to change subjects completely here,” Minho announced. Everyone looked at him, in confusion. “ I have new pictures,” he said, pulling his phone out.

Ollie laughed at him, as he tried to alleviate the tension, in the most Minho way.

“No! No more pictures of your cats!” Seungmin groaned, falling back onto the floor.

Ollie’s Masterlist

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thegreatestofheck · 5 years ago

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Little Village pt.2＊Outer Banks＊

Find part one here!

word count - 2407 warnings- a little bit of underage drinking but nothing other than that synopsis - June is overwhelmed with support from her little family. She struggles with the fear of taking after her own parents. As word starts to spread that she is pregnant, June has to decide which battles she’s going to fight and which she’ll let slide. tagging - @apoguecalledjj @ijustreallylovethem @jxpiter-sxturn a/n - so I just realized that “She Used to be Mine” from Waitress is pretty on par with the story I had planned out for June, so do with that what you will. I hope you enjoy this as much as the last one! The love I received made me feel so amazing, you have no idea. Thank you all so much! You know the drill; stay safe, stay healthy, stay groovy!

***

June could have very well told them that the sky was blue from the boys’ lack of reaction.

“Say something,” Kie said, hands on June’s shoulder.

“We knew,” John B said finally.

“You knew?”

“Well, actually, I figured it out,” JJ said, leaning back in his chair and tucking his hands behind his head.

“When?” June asked, voice breaking.

“That day I came home early.”

“How?”

“I know you better than you think, Jue. You were sick, you weren’t drinking, you barely even yelled at me for smoking in the house-”

“You were smoking in the house?”

“Shut up, John B. So, yeah, I figured it out. I had to tell John B because, well, you’re his big sis. Pope was being a snoop and he overheard.”

Mouth hung open, June dropped her head into her hands.

“And you didn’t tell me?” Kie asked. “What happened to no secrets between Pogues?”

“We thought you knew!” Pope protested. “Being a girl and all, we thought she told you.”

June wanted to vomit all over the floor. They knew this entire time. She had been trying to hide it for weeks and they knew. But they didn’t hate her. They didn’t treat her any differently. They still cared for her.

An unwanted wave of emotion passed through June and a sob came from her mouth, followed by a few tears. Kie dropped to her knees, arms still around June’s shoulders.

John B slid out of his chair and joined her on the floor.

“Hey, Junebird?” She looked up at him, shocked to hear her old nickname coming from his mouth. There were tears in his eyes as he folded her hands in his. “You’re not alone in this. I’m right beside you.”

“Yeah,” JJ said. “You’ve been there for us when we needed it. We’ve got your back.”

“Anything my family can do for you,” Pope added, scooting closer. “Just name it and it’s yours.”

“We’re your family, June,” whispered Kie. “We’re not going anywhere.”

When the emotions hit again, June reached out and pulled John B into a tight hug, trying to keep herself from crying in front of her little brother. A feeling of strength passed through her when John B hugged her back. Kie dropped her head against June’s shoulder. Soon, she felt JJ and Pope add themselves to the hug, June crying at the center.

She wasn’t sure why she had ever doubted them. Kie was right. They had always been her family. While it was true that her dad had been murdered only a year ago, she had lost him long before that. Without a mother and without a father, June wondered to herself how well she could raise a child. Was she even the right person to do so? What kind of life could she give a baby, working double shifts at a diner?

She wouldn’t let herself think about it now, though. For now, she wanted to be content that no matter what happened, she had a family surrounding her to help her raise a child. That was all she needed.

***

JJ tossed the book onto the dining room table, making June pick up her head. She blinked sleep out of her eyes as she looked up at him and then back down at the book.

“What’s this?” She asked, picking up the book.

“Baby names,” he said, flopping into the chair across from her, kicking his feet up onto the table.

“Feet off the table, J,” she said, flipping through the book. JJ rolled his eyes, not moving his feet. “Just because I’m pregnant doesn’t mean I won’t kick your ass.”

JJ grinned and dropping his feet back down to the ground, leaning forward to snatch the book out of June’s hands. She sighed, glaring at him.

“Since we know it’s going to be a boy, I’m just going to ignore all the girl names,” he said, flipping to the back of the book.

“We don’t know it’s going to be a boy,” June said, dropping her tired head into her hands. JJ put his fingers to his temple and squeezed his eyes shut. “What are you doing?”

“Manifesting.”

“Stop manifesting my baby.”

“Our baby, Jue.” June shook her head. “Little baby Pogue will be one of us from birth.”

“Great,” June said, leaning back with a hand on her stomach.

“So, I was thinking you need a good, strong name. Oh, I know a perfect on.” JJ stuck his finger in the air as if it was a light bulb. “JJ. It’s perfect.”

“If you think I’m naming my baby after you, J, think again,” June said, closing her eyes. “Besides, I don’t think want to think about names until baby is born.”

“Oh, well, the others already have their own lists so you’re gonna have to take it up with them.”

June groaned as a sharp pain shot through her back.

“Lemme guess,” she said, shifting in her seat and grimacing. “Your list just consists of your name in as many different versions as you can muster.”

“No,” JJ said, dropping the book back onto the table. “I only have one name on my list.”

“And what’s that?”

“Elliot.”

“Elliot?”

“Yeah. My mom’s name was Eleanor, so, since it’s a boy, I thought Elliot was a pretty good alternative.”

“We don’t know it’s a boy, J,” June said. But she liked the idea. June promised herself that she wouldn’t think about names until the birth. She didn’t even want to know gender until then. It wasn’t important now.

But as she lay in bed, June couldn’t help but run the name over and over in her head. Elliot.

“Little Eli?” She whispered to herself in the dark, resting a hand on her stomach. With a shake of her head, June rolled over and squeezed her eyes together.

***

June somehow thought she had more time before she began to show through her clothes. In her mind, she could pretend that she was just bloating, and maybe that was a lie she could use, but she realized quickly that wasn’t the case.

She was at the general store, picking up food for that night’s dinner. Nothing sounded good, nothing normal at least. She wanted to make peanut butter sandwiches with cucumbers and ranch, but she had a houseful of people who would probably balk at the idea.

With a basket full of food that she had no desire to eat, June went to the candy isle. Never before had she craved anything sour, but all she could think about now was sour skittles. She threw a few packets into her basket before starting for the front of the store.

Before she made it very far, someone stepped in the way.

“Get out of my way, Topper.”

Ever since Rafe had gone to rehab or wherever to get himself better, Topper had taken over as douche numero uno. He especially had it out for John B and, of course, June. He was a pest more than anything, a rock in her sandal. She just couldn’t shake him out.

“I’ve heard a rumor about you, June,” Topper said, leaning against one of the shelves as he munched on an apple. June sucked in a deep breath and tried to smile.

“And what would that be?”

“That you’ve got a little bun in the oven.” Sickness passed through her as Topper’s gaze dropped down to her stomach. June rolled her eyes to cover the fact that she wanted to vomit on his Prada shoes.

“Maybe you should stop listening to rumors,” she said, attempting to shove her way past him.

“Then I guess you’re just getting fat,” Topper said with a shrug. June sneered at him and shoved him out of her way. “Tell your brother he better watch his back. I’ve seen that girlfriend of his sneaking around a lot recently.”

June knew full well why Sarah had been sneaking around. She had let John B tell his girlfriend and ever since then, Sarah had been at the Chateau almost every morning to hold June’s hair back while she emptied her guts into the toilet. Sarah came with a helpful tips, soft hands, and quiet humming. Of course, June would never tell Topper that in a million years.

“Will do,” June said, pushing past him.

She was in a bad mood all the way back to the Chateau, grumbling to herself about stupid children and idiot boys. Pope and Kie sat outside when June got there.

“Hey,” June said as she neared.

“Howdy ho,” Pope replied, flipping through the baby name book.

“I’m going to take a nap, I think,” June said, her feet starting to drag. “I have a shift tonight so I got some pasta. Tell JJ not to burn it this time.”

“JJ burned pasta?” Kie asked, a small smile on her face. June titled her head to the side and clicked her tongue.

“Have you told your boss yet?” Pope asked. June shook her head, setting the bag of groceries down on the porch.

“I don’t think I’m going to, not until the last minute,” June said. “I just don’t want to put any more pressure on her.”

“I have no idea how you’re going to hide it,” Pope said, shaking his head and looking back at the book. June watched him scribble something on a piece of paper.

“High waisted jeans and flow-y shirts,” June told him with a smile.

“Go, rest,” Kie said, picking up the groceries. “I’ll make sure dinner gets made.”

“Thanks, babe,” June said, giving a short kiss to Kie’s head.

“You’re going to be a good mother, Jue,” Kie told her, taking June’s hand. June smiled, but she didn’t say anything. Instead, she turned toward the house and stepped inside.

Falling into her bed, June heaved out a deep sigh. Before she fell asleep, she set a quiet alarm that would give her enough time to freshen up before heading off to the diner for work.

But she couldn’t fall asleep. It didn’t matter how hard she tried or how tightly she squeezed her eyes, sleep wouldn’t come to her.

Kie’s words rumbled around in her head. A good mother...a good mother.

What did June know about being a good mother? The last thing she remembered of her own mother was watching her run out the front door, John B crying on the floor. June remembered the heartbreak she felt, not at watching her mother leave but listening to her little brother cry.

June didn’t have the first clue what it took to be a parent. Even with her little village, June wasn’t sure why she was kidding herself thinking that there was any hope for her child. Who would be raising the baby? A bunch of teenagers who wanted to spend their days smoking and drinking and herself, who was barely older and with fewer aspirations.

When her alarm started to ring, June felt herself stiffen. She wanted to sleep, but it wasn’t coming to her. And now there was no time. She pulled on the pants with the highest waist, covering the small bump, before pulling on a loose fitted shirt.

She worked and smiled through the discomfort. Her feet hurt more than usual, but she wasn’t sure why. Her back ached even from something so simple as bending down to pick plates up off of tables. It felt like even breathing made her exhausted. She spent her entire shift hiding her desire to vomit behind a smile.

The moon was out by the time June returned home, grumpier than she had been earlier in the day.

JJ and John B were sitting at the table, both Kie and Pope were gone. June was glad to see them chatting, empty bowls in on the table in front of them. When she walked in, they both turned to look at her with smiles.

“There’s some pasta left,” John B said, pointing at the stove.

“I’ll get it for you,” JJ said as he pushed himself out of the chair.

“Sit down, J. I’m pregnant, not paralyzed.”

Still, JJ went over to the stove, grabbing a clean bowl off the counter. John B patted the chair next to him and June lowered herself into it.

“I see someone finally cleaned the dishes,” she said, hiding a grimace with a smile.

“It was Pope and Kie,” John B said. “They had it done before we got home.”

“What were you two doing today anyway?” June asked, leaning back in her chair.

“Oh, just stuff,” John B said, playing his shoe laces.

“Just stuff?”

“Yeah. Just...stuff.”

June narrowed her eyes at her brother, but conceded eventually. She breathed out, dropping a hand to her stomach.

“So, JJ said that you have a list of names for the baby,” she said. “What’s your first pick?”

“Little Pogue is yours, Jue. Maybe I have a few ideas, but-”

“Are you really calling my baby ‘Little Pogue’?” June asked. JJ walked over and put down a bowl of pasta in front of June. “Thanks, J.”

“We’ve all been calling him Little Pogue,” John B said.

“And do you all think it’s going to be a boy?” June asked with a smile.

“Pope and Kie think it’s a girl,” JJ said, popping off the cap of a beer.

June rolled her eyes, eating the pasta slowly. It didn’t really make her feel any better and it was the last thing she really wanted to be eating, but she ate it anyway. There was no need to worry JJ or her brother by not eating.

“You should sleep, Junebird,” John B said, standing up and putting his hands on June’s shoulders from behind.

“Yeah,” she said with a yawn, chewing slowly on her pasta. She stood slowly, picking up her bowl.

“I’ll take that,” John B said.

“Again,” June said with a laugh. “Just pregnant, not paralyzed.”

JJ and John B started chattering to each other again, arguing about something that June didn’t really care to listen to.

“Goodnight, boys,” June sighed, starting toward the back room.

“Night, Jue!” JJ called.

“Sleep well,” John B echoed.

June smiled to herself as she shut her door. The day had been long, she was exhausted, but there was still a small glow in her heart. This time, when June crawled into her bed, she had no issues going to sleep.

#john b routledge #john b #john b obx #john b's sister #outer bank #obx #outer banks fic #kiara outer banks #pope outer banks #kie carrera #kiara carrera #pope heyward #little village #jj maybank #jj obx

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mother-snake · 5 years ago

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a small list of writing tips i use!

when it comes to writting, everyone does it differently. here are few thing i do that you could find useful!

-the first thing i do is eat and get a drink, having them down means that i can go on writting a little longer. -keeping a dictonary on hand for when i forget a word or am looking for a specific one (or use wordhippo!) -writting the story down on paper can be helpful. having it written means i can wite on word and anything that seems to short i can expand or anything id like to cut and change, means i can. - making charchter sheets so i know the basics of who im writing about and have a visual of the way they look. - being somewhere i find comforting and calm so im not dstracted. - having music on can inspire some of the things i write - i dont plan much. i normaly start writtng and as i go, i make charachter sheets for when tehy appear. things like word maps and story graphs tend to throw me off. so i just write what i think. - during writters block, do some reserch about the era or anything you may be uncrtain about. there you could find insparation or just learn somthing new. - TAKE BREAKS BEFORE YOU BURN YOURSELF OUT! -hydrate or dydrate. - have a word goal thats big in mind or a time limmit that seems long, and you complete it treat yourslef to some toast or a peice of fruit. ( for smaller goals use things like skittles!) - carry paper and pen with you everywhere. you never know when you coud be struck with a big peice of inspartion olny to forget it later! - ask friednsfor addvice or things like writting prompts. you could always turn the into short stories that could side connect to youre main plot!

thats all ive got for now, add on whatever youd like. but remember youre health comes first. if your feeling tired and need to take a break do so! take a nap or talk to a friend.

-take care hatchlings!

#writing tips #useful information #have fun #hydrate or dydrate #talk to someone #stay safe #writting #stories #tips and tricks #writers block

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rkplaced · 5 years ago

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THE MOST POPULAR GIRLS IN SCHOOL SENTENCE STARTERS.

rp starters, taken from mpgis season one. feel free to change pronouns or other words !

the new girl. ❝ i am ... so ... pretty. ❞ ❝ um, excuse me ? ❞ ❝ who the fuck are you ? ❞ ❝ i asked you first. ❞ ❝ i asked you second ! ❞ ❝ i’m ______. i’m new. ❞ ❝ who the fuck let you in here ? ❞ ❝ so. ______. let me tell you how things work here. ❞ ❝ i already know how things work around here ! ❞ ❝ this is me telling you that you need to learn your place. ❞ ❝ i already know all those things ! ❞ ❝ you’re not from around here, are you, ______ ? ❞ ❝ okay, _____. just ... what the fuck do you want ? ❞ ❝ fine. but know this: i do not like you. ❞ ❝ i feel indifferent towards you. ❞

french class. ❝ you know what, ______ ? i respect you. ❞ ❝ stop trying to change the subject, ______ ! ❞ ❝ in exchange for that, you have to watch a whole episode of glee with me. ❞ ❝ what ? that’s not even a fair trade, you like gossip girl ! ❞ ❝ that’s not true ! ❞ ❝ I LOVE GOSSIP GIRL SOOO MUCH ! ❞ ❝ SHUT THE FUCK UP, ______ ! ❞ ❝ hey, um, gossip girl is a good show ! ❞ ❝ you are not my boyfriend anymore. ❞ ❝ god, i wanna fucking murder you. ❞ ❝ hey, ______, do you wanna go out on a date ? ❞ ❝ it’s a fucking french word, you little bitch ! ❞ ❝ ______ just broke up with me. ❞ ❝ my people know very much about suffering. ❞ ❝ when i get through with that piece of shit, he’s gonna wish his parents went through with that move to st. louis ! ❞

sister act. ❝ what the fuck do you want, ______ ? ❞ ❝ i heard that you’re going around calling me a fucking liar ! ❞ ❝ where did you hear that ? ❞ ❝ i said where, not when, you idiot ! ❞ ❝ suck it ! ❞ ❝ it’s so good to see you ! ❞ ❝ oh, no. no. we are not doing this again. ❞ ❝ seriously, who the fuck is watching the door ? ❞ ❝ how do you know about that ? ❞ ❝ it smells terrible in here. ❞ ❝ anyway, i want an apology. ❞ ❝ you are a fucking liar ! ❞ ❝ i didn’t believe that for a goddamn second ! ❞ ❝ fuck you. ❞ ❝ wait, what’s going on ? ❞

the most popular boys in school. ❝ god damn it, ______, who let you in here ? ❞ ❝ i ... i thought you were gonna say ❛ what are you looking at, ❜ & then i was gonna say ❛ not much. ❜ ❞ ❝ no, ______. ❞ ❝ the fuck kind of name is ______ ? ❞ ❝ i don’t play by your rules, man ! ❞ ❝ suck my dick ! ❞ ❝ i guess we see who the real man is here, don’t we ? ❞ ❝ i’m a real man ! i’m not afraid ! ❞ ❝ i’m not saying anything. i’m ... i’m just saying. ❞ ❝ i’m going to shower. ❞ ❝ why don’t we take a poll ? i vote no. ❞ ❝ i vote no, too. ❞ ❝ fuck no ! ❞ ❝ i always believe in giving people the benefit of the doubt. ❞ ❝ you ask this every week ! ❞

$57 lunch. ❝ i am going to reiterate a point that i make to you twice a week. ❞ ❝ yes, i suppose that will suffice. ❞ ❝ i like your top. ❞ ❝ um, ______, you haven’t paid yet. ❞ ❝ oh, don’t worry, i’ll take care of it. ❞ ❝ what the fuck was that ? ❞ ❝ oh, jesus christ, is that a fucking gremlin ? ❞ ❝ whatever, just ... no one feed that fucking thing after midnight. ❞ ❝ this is an emergency ! ❞ ❝ i told you never to talk about that ! god ! ❞ ❝ i will cut a bitch. ❞ ❝ is this gonna go on much longer ? ❞ ❝ i’m in. ❞ ❝ can i go eat now ? ❞ ❝ there’s nobody here. ❞

the letter zero. ❝ why don’t you give me a fucking break, okay ? ❞ ❝ can i help you ? ❞ ❝ what the fuck is that supposed to mean ? ❞ ❝ i don’t give a fuck ! ❞ ❝ oh my god, thank god you’re here ! ❞ ❝ not right now, ______. ❞ ❝ yeah, you cursed me out in the bathroom earlier today. ❞ ❝ i thought we had a connection. ❞ ❝ anyway, ______, i’m glad i ran into you here ! ❞ ❝ ... oh. that makes a little more sense. ❞ ❝ what the fuck is going on ? ❞ ❝ why was i not consulted about this ? ❞ ❝ we have new vending machines on campus, they take credit cards now. ❞ ❝ fuck no, you guys are assholes ! ❞ ❝ congratulations ! ❞

the least popular girls in school. ❝ oh, ______, our plan is coming together, like ... so good. ❞ ❝ it’s so diabolical, there’s so many twists & turns ! ❞ ❝ it’s like we’re the two new characters on gossip girl ! ❞ ❝ but we are more beautiful ! ❞ ❝ teen wolf is starting. ❞ ❝ i’m recording it on the dvr so i can fast forward through commercials ! ❞ ❝ well, i know, okay ? ❞ ❝ oh, uh ... hey, ______ ... how’s it going ? ❞ ❝ i guess ... better than you. ❞ ❝ well, if we ever have a special on meat salad, i’ll let you know. ❞ ❝ don’t erase my dvr ! ❞ ❝ bye, ______ ! ❞ ❝ yeah, that’s right ! walk away ! like a bitch. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you say ? ❞ ❝ oh, no, nothing, i just said ... i just ... ❞

3rd grade. ❝ oh my god, ______, are you okay ? ❞ ❝ you’re fucking kidding, right ? ❞ ❝ it’s about time people start feeling sorry for me. ❞ ❝ i feel terrible about this. ❞ ❝ ______, looks like we’re playing pokémon cards again. ❞ ❝ this is some bullshit right here. ❞ ❝ you are nothing, ______. ❞ ❝ hand it over. ❞ ❝ oh, son of a bitch, bastard, oh my god ! why me ? why now ? does god hate me ? oh, jesus christ ! ❞ ❝ what the fuck is wrong with you ? ❞ ❝ fucking stand on the other side of me ! ❞ ❝ don’t worry ! i’m sure everything will work itself out just fine. ❞ ❝ i didn’t hear a fucking thing ! ❞ ❝ it’s worse than we thought. ❞ ❝ cool ... well, i don’t wanna be rude, but that story was very long, & much more involved than i originally thought it would be. ❞

pre pep rally energy drinks. ❝ why would god do this to me ? ❞ ❝ how the fuck did this happen ? ❞ ❝ you know, ______, you really shouldn’t do that ... ❞ ❝ are you sure you’re not a gremlin ? ❞ ❝ oh my god, ______, they got you, too ? ❞ ❝ the fuck are you talking about ? ❞ ❝ oh, yeah, i already knew about that. ❞ ❝ i mean ... i already did not knew about that. ❞ ❝ i swear, i’d rip your fucking head off ! ❞ ❝ see ? i told you. ❞ ❝ can we take these now ? ❞ ❝ god damn it, fine ! ❞ ❝ by a nap, do you mean an ambien & a box of wine ? ❞ ❝ that doesn’t fucking matter ! ❞ ❝ oh, we should totally fuck up their credit, too. & then we all unfriend them on facebook. ❞

gay van buren. ❝ i was just trying to put myself into a coma so i wouldn’t have to listen to you dipshits trying to talk & breathe at the same time. ❞ ❝ where the fuck have you been ? ❞ ❝ i’m telling you, i don’t trust that bitch ! ❞ ❝ um ... ______, you don’t trust anybody. ❞ ❝ i could totally go for a swim right now. ❞ ❝ god, your hair is, like, super thick. ❞ ❝ what the fuck do you think you’re trying to pull here, ______ ? ❞ ❝ i think you really are a good friend, & you totally deserve it. ❞ ❝ yeah, ______, thank you. thank you for fucking up my entire life ! ❞ ❝ do you hate me, ______ ? ❞ ❝ my life is over ! ❞ ❝ are you nuts ? do you know what this means ? ❞ ❝ maybe it’s not so bad. maybe no one noticed. ❞ ❝ that’s not my name ! ❞ ❝ welcome to my world. ❞

deandra’s arms. ❝ oh my god. i’m this close. this fucking close. ❞ ❝ what the fuck did you just say ? ❞ ❝ so, um, do you usually just stand here & watch while all this goes on ? ❞ ❝ go fuck yourself. ❞ ❝ hey, i like your dress. ❞ ❝ oh, i’m definitely gonna check that place out. ❞ ❝ do you know who the fuck i am ? ❞ ❝ ______, you’re a member of this family ! ❞ ❝ this is starting to hurt ... ❞ ❝ ______, you were supposed to be watching the door. ❞ ❝ do you know what these are, ______ ? ❞ ❝ do you not know what has transpired while you were in pearl harbor ? we had our own pearl harbor here today. ❞ ❝ live with that ! ❞ ❝ ______, was that part of the plan ? ❞ ❝ nothing like this has ever happened on gossip girl. ❞

prom, part one. ❝ ahem. ______, tonight, i consider myself the luckiest man on the face of the earth. ❞ ❝ did you just steal lou gehrig’s retirement speech ? ❞ ❝ hey, i’m real. what you get is what you see. what you trying to do to me ? ❞ ❝ those are the lyrics to an old jennifer lopez song. ❞ ❝ a compromise was reached. ❞ ❝ time to go in there. ❞ ❝ why are you wearing a tuxedo ? ❞ ❝ do you like my dress ? ❞ ❝ you look like a tampon that was dipped in skittles & vomit. ❞ ❝ don’t mind if i do. ❞ ❝ there’s nothing between us. ❞ ❝ you take that back, bitch ! ❞ ❝ haha, fuck you, too, there, buddy ! ❞ ❝ things are fucking awesome for me. ❞ ❝ see you up there, dumb whores. ❞

prom, part two. ❝ it’s so great to have you back. ❞ ❝ it’s so great to be back. ❞ ❝ don’t you ever fucking cut me off again, do you understand me ? ❞ ❝ i’m gonna be honest, i don’t see what the big deal is. ❞ ❝ i don’t really give two shits. ❞ ❝ mostly because she’s a bitch, & because she’s a bitch. ❞ ❝ this isn’t over. ❞ ❝ i have been waiting all night ! ❞ ❝ this can’t be right. can someone look at this for me ? ❞ ❝ you cannot be serious. ❝ hit the bricks, bitch. ❞ ❝ don’t worry, baby. ❞ ❝ ______, aren’t you gay ? ❞ ❝ wait, does this mean we’re friends now ? ❞ ❝ oh, no, i still fucking hate you. ❞

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surveys-at-your-service · 4 years ago

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Survey #359

“i’m only a crack in this castle of glass / hardly anything there for you to see”

Do you look better with your hair down or up? It's too short to go up. Has you mom ever directly told you that she favoured your other sibling(s) over you? Yeesh, no. Have you ever read The Outsiders? Seen the movie? Read the book, seen the movie. Adore both. What’s your favourite drink from Jamba Juice? I don't think we have those here. Can you stand eating the crusts of a slice of sandwich bread? I don't mind the crust at all. Do you do your homework at home or in class? Prior to college, I did my work right after getting home to get it out of the way. In college, I did it in-between classes or when waiting for Mom to finish class. Do you feel uncomfortable sharing drinks with other people? Yes, I never do it. Do you get jealous if your boyfriend hugs another girl? I'm single, but hypothetically, I wouldn't... It's just a hug. At least for me, it's just a friendly gesture. Is there something that happened in your past you hate talking about? A few things, yes. Is it hard for you to be “just friends” with the opposite sex? Nah. If you had to choose, what color is your favorite? Baby pink. How many times have you dated the person you’re with now? I’m single. Has anyone suspected you of being a different sexuality? Yes. Do you like chocolate or vanilla cake more? Chocolate. Does it bother you to have blood drawn or not so much? Nah. What color is your toothbrush? It's a white electric one. Do you normally fall asleep fast or slow? Ridiculously slow. Have you ever had a severe allergic reaction? No. What do you want to be for Halloween this year? I'd love to dress up as like a Ms. Oogie Boogie and take some cool pictures, but I highly doubt it'll actually happen. What color are your glasses, if applicable? Black. Do you still look in the toy aisle, or do you pass it by? I walk past it. What are your summer fashion essentials? I don't have fashion essentials for any season. Do you have your own website? For my photography, yeah. Do you think you would be a good salesperson? Ha, no. I worked in retail before and I fucking sucked. Do you like candy corn? NO. Just colored wax, ugh. Do you like to wear skirts? I don't wear anything that shows my legs. Were you happy as a kid? Yeah. That, talkative, and hyper. Favorite store to browse but not really buy anything? Haha, I LOVE going on MorphMarket now and again to browse the ball pythons especially, but boy if I had the cash and space would I buy like fifty of them at once. I don't really know about a store I like browsing but not buying from. Skittles or Sour Patch Kids? Both are great, but I guess Sour Patch Kids. BUT, if you throw SOUR Skittles in there... then it's a war lol. If tattoos were free, how many would you have? A HELL OF A LOT. I wanna be just about totally painted. Do you wear a retainer at night? Not anymore. I had one, but I stopped using it. Are you afraid of dolls, puppets, or clowns? I'm not a doll person, particularly porcelain ones. When you’re in your room, do you keep the door locked? No. It's not even closed. Do you think your face is mostly symmetrical? Actually no, and I'm self-conscious about it. Stupidest thing you have ever said out loud? OH Christ, I'm not retrospecting on this. What’s your least favourite ice-cream flavour? That I've actually tried, strawberry. It's disgusting. What was the last good news you heard? I got approved for TMS therapy! Who was the last person to comment on your Facebook status? My friend Lyndsey. How did you meet him/her? World of Warcraft. She's actually my guild master, and she is the sweetest damn person. Have you ever learned any self-defense? If not, would you be interested in learning? I haven't, but yeah, I'd like to. When was the last time you took a nap? How long was it? Yesterday. For some reason, I actually slept a LONG time, like at least three, but probably close to four, hours. I mean I was tired, but I didn't feel THAT tired. Do you like Gushers? YAAAAAAAAAAS What would you do if you could do anything without failing? Actually get a degree for SOMETHING. What is your native language? English. Do you have a younger brother or sister? A younger sister. If so do/did they really get on your nerves? No. We were very close as kids, but we've drifted apart. Now, she absolutely doesn't get on my nerves. I'm so proud of her. Name something that happened to you that was completely unexpected. Uhhh I dunno. Do you judge people that have multiple piercings? Lol wtf? No. Do you watch the Olympics? No. What did you have for breakfast this morning? I had Kix cereal. Do you like orange juice? Yes. So long as it doesn't have pulp in it. Do you think it’s cruel to keep an animal in a cage while you’re away? It depends on the size of the cage as well as how long you're away. Do you have a pet gecko? No, but I'd love a fat-tailed gecko. Are you scared of reptiles? Not at all, I adore them. Is your car messy? I don't have my own car. Mom's kinda is, though. It needs a wash badly, but because of her bumper literally being zip-tied on, she doesn't trust going into a car wash. And neither of us are about to do it manually, lol. Have you ever seen the show 16 and Pregnant? No, fuck that show. Do you buy expensive clothes? No. Does death scare you? Not really. What are your current goals? Conquer my social anxiety, get a job, lose weight, do something to strengthen my legs... Those are the four biggies. Do you clap or cheer when at a concert? I did both at the one I've been to. Do you drink coffee? What brand? No. Do you use a comb or brush? A comb. When you were younger, did you ever do that exclamation point that looked like an upside down triangle and had a really big dot? No. I loved the cutesy girl handwriting though, haha. I just could never do it. You’re locked in a room with the person you last dated, any problems? Well yeah, we're locked in a room lmao. What kind of relationship do you have with the last person you kissed? It's perfectly fine, we're best friends. Have you ever gotten burnt by a cigarette? No. Do you get mad when people smoke around you? Yes. Honestly, have you ever eaten raw cookie dough? Yeah, more than once. When was the last time you were on a city bus? Never. Do you have a garden? Does it have flowers, vegetables, or both? No. Where do you want to raise your kids? Who said I even want kids? Have you ever been to Cracker Barrel? Yessssss, good shit. Have you ever seen a ghost? I think I have. Have you ever burned an ant with a magnifying glass? No. Have you ever been to craigslist.com? Yes. Have you ever used Nair? Yes, on my legs. It works, I just have stupidly hairy legs that need so much to get it all. How many tabs do you have open and what are they? Two YouTube tabs and then Tumblr. What browser do you prefer to use? Chrome. What room are you in right now? My bedroom. Are you excited for anything this month? 1.) I get my tattoo on the 19th, and 2.) I start TMS next Wednesday. What language course did you take in school, if any? I barely survived one semester of Latin, then I did all four available German courses. What language would you most like to learn? I'd love to improve my German. What would you like to get a degree in? Photography. What book are you reading, what genre is it and do you like it so far? Wings of Fire: The Brightest Night. It's young adult fantasy, I think. Did you ever sometimes flip through your text books even when you didn’t need to? Yeah, mainly to just look at pictures because I was that bored in class, haha. What types of magazines do you read? None. Would you prefer to read a book, watch a movie or TV show, or play a video game? Play a video game. What’s your current relationship like with the person you lost your virginity to and do you wish it was different? We don't have any relationship anymore. I don't regret losing it to him, if that's what you're asking. If you mean our relationship stance, it'd be nice to still be in touch with him, but I know it wouldn't be healthy for me. Have you ever felt responsible for someone’s death? Pets, yes. No humans. What was the last book you recommended to someone? Idk. What’s the most difficult thing you and your current or last significant other have gone through? Distance was very hard. What’s your best memory with your ex? I'm going to assume this refers to "the ex." In which case, we were "play arguing," and I came storming into the kitchen after him to make a point, and I slid mid-sentence, and he caught me. We just held each other laughing our asses off. It's the simple things, man. Who was the last person that asked to hang out with you and what’s the story of how you met that person? Summer. My little sister and her were in pre-k together and became friends, but I gradually became closer to her than Nicole did when we were teens. Has anyone ever asked you out and you turned them down? Yes. Is there something you generally always ask for help with? Yeah. Like recently I've been having apples and peanut butter a lot, and I ask my mom to cut the apple because I'm terrified of knives. Do you feel comfortable telling people how much you weigh? NOPE. Have you looked at any old photos of yourself lately? No. In a relationship, have you ever been on and off with your partner? No. Do you consider cooking to be an art? Yes. Are you a fast or slow reader? I'd say I read at a moderate pace. Does it take a lot to gross you out? It depends on what it is, but I am actually more squeamish than I used to be.

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