#You Might Be Sleeping-by Jakob

[selineram3421]

*finally has a day off* Fucking hell.

I'll Be Here

Previous: Coming Apart

Human Alastor X Human Reader Oneshot

Warnings ⚠

⚠ she/they for reader, italics = thoughts, blood, mentions of stalking, shaking head = no, mentions of near death, fluff ⚠

"While in your sleep.."

You started in your journal entries.

You've been writing in a journal for your fiance to read when he does eventually wake up.

It's been a few days since the incident. The local paper had printed out most of what happened but you asked to keep your names out of it and they were respectful enough to listen.

You finally learned what your stalker's name was and how many other women he had gone after. You were glad it was finally over and that he couldn't hurt anyone else now.

The night Alastor was admitted, you were so worried about him and rushed to ask the doctors why he wasn't waking up. They reassured you, saying it was quite normal and that he would wake up soon once he was well enough.

You stayed by his side most of the time.

Knowing better than to leave yourself uncared for while taking care of him.

Brushing his hair, cleaning his teeth, and overall just making sure he was comfortable while he slept.

Whenever your thoughts became too much, you'd clean his glasses or listen to his past recorded Radio shows.

Now, you've finished writing about what happened last night in the journal, sitting near his bedside in one of the chairs provided.

Putting away the light brown book in your bag before letting out a sigh and crossing your arms, resting your upper body on the bed as you stare at your love's sleeping face.

You missed him.

You know he's just resting but you still miss him.

Brushing a strand of hair away from his face, you let out another sigh.

I'll have to eat breakfast soon.. You thought and continued to run your fingers through his hair. Maybe I can just get a sandwich or something from the liquor store across the street.

Taking a glance at the window, you see that it's raining.

It's been raining since last night. You woke up to a loud clap or thunder and thought it woke Alastor up too. But he was still sleeping when you turned to look.

You shifted a bit to get comfortable, still playing with strands of his hair.

"You might be dreaming right now for all I know..", you mumbled, moving your hand to hold his. "I'll take a nap and dream with you for a bit."

Slowly, you felt yourself drift off into sleep.

.

At first you saw Alastor covered in gashes and blood.

With a shout, you ran over to him, but when you blinked he was fine.

He smiled at you and pulled you into a hug.

God did you miss his hugs.

You practically melted in his arms as you hugged him back. The warmth and comfort the hug was providing was something you needed. His arms around your waist, squeezing you with just the right amount of tightness before relaxing.

He was mumbling something in French but it was hard to pick out.

You were just happy to be with him.

"Ma amour." (My love.)

.

You felt yourself wake up to soft humming and someone gently rubbing your head.

Still feeling sleepy, you stayed put. But then you realized that no one comes into the room without knocking. Quickly, you sat up and found him awake.

Smiling gently, looking at you with a soft gaze.

"Alastor..", you said in a whisper, a bit scared that this wasn't real.

He just continued to smile and said your name. "Good morning.", he greeted and wiped away a tear running down your cheek. "I hope I didn't worry you too much this time."

"Alastor.", you felt more tears build up before you carefully reached over and held him close, being mindful with his injuries. "I missed you so much."

"Missed me?", he let out a soft chuckle. "I didn't go anywhere."

All you did was shake your head and kiss his forehead.

"I'll go get the nurse, have them check on you and-", you let go and went to stand.

"Wait.", he tugged your shirt. "I..I missed you too."

Confused, you sat back down and let him pull you close, wrapping his arms around you. "I thought you said you didn't go anywhere?", you hugged him back.

"Hmm.. I was still here.", he nodded. "But I couldn't hold you."

What did he mean by that?

"She likes you by the way.", he mumbled, burying his face into your shoulder.

"She?", you asked, even more confused.

"My mother."

Then it clicked.

Alastor was on the brink of death. Not only that, he got to see his mother again. But he stayed around.

"Told me not to keep you waiting and to hurry up before some male nurse tried to hit on you.", he said and chuckled.

"I would never acknowledge them.", you replied and pecked his lips. "For they have perceived me with their eyes but you have met me in depth."

"I love you beyond time."

"I love you more."

*brain, saying I have to write more human Alastor* You know what? You're right.

~Seline, the person.

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ML II Alastor🎙️

[doumakei]

🐢💜🐰

thing I made months ago, that for some reason I never posted but I rlly like it especially what i used as a reference (the cats pic) 😭

[ultralightpoe]

Can you please do “You might be sleeping” by Jakob ogawa w. Clairo for Aemond x reader?🥺😩

You Might Be Sleeping - Aemond Targaryen

Authors Note: Amazing! Hope ya like it

Warnings: none i think

Word Count: 745 (It's a really short song so I just made a sweet and short blurb)

IF YA WANNA MAKE A SONG AND CHARACTER REQUEST LOOK HERE

Enjoy!

Baby, when you're near

It's warm inside

Sometimes when you stare

Our hearts entwine

There was something funny in the way that Aemond ran cold. 

He was surrounded by a thick summer heat and the burns of a dragons flame nearly every day of his life, but he could never get warm. His mother, always the worrier, always treated him as if he was ill. She would drag the Maestors to his room nearly every morning when he was young and tell them to help Aemond. 

But he grew up, and the family learned that it wasn’t an illness that made the boy cold. It was just him. 

His father liked to joke that Aemonds heart was frozen, and it was freezing the rest of him. Aemond often thought Viserys should have lost the eye rather than him, for the man talked so much but he didn’t actually do…….well anything. 

But then he met you, and for the first time in his life Aemond felt warm. An intense heat, the kind that had him kicking off the blankets just to breathe. 

He had taken you as his mistress, though you deserved much much more than that. And he makes you live at a small cabin far away from the family so he might fly to you whenever he needs because sometimes he freezes and needs you to warm him. 

Everytime he lands outside you greet him, arms wrapping around him tightly and pulling him in, you then cup both his hands in your own and drag them up to your mouth to pant hot breaths on them, staring up at him as you do so. 

He feels like he might melt everytime you do so.

And in the morning I'll be here

You might be sleeping without a care

And in the morning I'll be here

You might be dreaming

Play with your hair

It was rare that he would stay for more than a night, having been dragged back and forth all the time you always felt like a burden. He would simply remind you that you weren’t and kiss you on the head before he left. 

But lately he can’t find it in himself to leave. 

He was addicted to mornings with you, waking up to find you curled up under the fresh morning sun as he gets to watch you. You looked to care free in these moments, like nothing could bring you down, and that happiness and warmth spread throughout him in a protective manner. 

He would play with your hair softly, running it through his fingers as he hummed one of the old songs he learned from Rhaenyra when he was young. He hoped you could hear them in your dreams, he hoped you dreamt of him. 

When I think about you, boy

My sadness disappears

I could lay around forever

You wipe away my tears

He makes it to you first the night he kills his nephew. 

You had been asleep when he stormed into the cabin, gasping awake with a scream at the unknown intruder as Aemond just fell to his knees sobbing. The second you see that it’s him you step forward, trying to catch your breath as you take him into your arms and pull his wet body into the warmth of your hug. 

He explains what he had done as the sobs racked through his body, gripping onto you like you would disappear any moment. But you just sit with him, wiping his face of the tears and humming the same song he hums to you, gently rocking him back and forth as he cries. 

He wants to stay with you forever, never return to the war. 

And you want him to more than anything. 

And in the morning I'll be here

You might be sleeping without a care

(Without a care)

You finally dragged him to bed at some point, holding him in his sleep until sleep claimed you at last. When he awakes his first instinct is to look for you, gripping you like his life depended on it. 

There was that serene face again, even after hearing what monstrous thing he had done you still felt safe enough to sleep beside him. Carefree and safe. 

Aemond felt himself leaning in and laying on you as he closed his eyes once more. When you wake up he would be there, and that’s how it would be for the rest of his life.

[sc0tters]

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Timo had to knock some since into Nico. Cause one night Bianca and Nico got in a huge fight (Jakob was staying at Timos) and Bianca showed up to Timos in tears and sobbing. As soon as Timo opened the door Bianca ran straight into his arms sobbing.

Nico had heard Bianca saying to Emilia that she thought that something was off with Nico because he had been acting weird all week and then he flipped out the moment Emilia left. Nico never lay his hands on her but their voices were in a screaming match to see who could be the loudest and it was clear that it wasnt going to end well.

Bianca ended up in her car as she always liked to drive to clear her mind but then the car drove her to Timos apartment. Now he was honestly shocked as he had to let her into his apartment whilst she sobbed “B what’s wrong?” Timo tried to keep his voice down as Jakob was in the living room with his toys “Nico and I had a fight.” Just as she said that Timo already felt himself growing angry for her.

Timo made her a cup of tea and gave her a place to stay for the night because he opted to sleep on the couch so she could have a bed. But as he was laying there he couldn’t help but go against the promise he made her and get involved in this fight.

Nico hadn’t fallen asleep when the messages came in.

Timo: you know that Bianca is a mess right now

Nico: don’t get involved T

Timo: I know she’s your girlfriend but she is also the mother of my child

Timo: yeah I might have been with her before you but she chose you through all that

Timo: if this is meant to be some kind of competition then you’ve won

Timo: B loves you a lot and I’m not gonna let you have her show up here because you wanted to get mad that she’s been with guys before you

[q-starhalo]

❤︎ Starhalo - "Let's watch the night pass" ❤︎

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY @karoo-o !! Here's my @qsmp-secretvalentine 's to you: A playlist in which starhalo + kids stay out talking and watching the stars and night pass by (until the kids get sleepy)

I wanted to go with the idea of a family outing and I was going to do a picnic themed playlist where Pomme wanted to have a picnic and so they all went on one. However, while it would've a nice one, them staying out at night made more sense and I'm really glad that I stuck with that idea.

Tried to keep the songs have a somewhat calm melody/beat but ehh might have gotten carried away a tad ^^" But nonetheless, I hope you enjoy the songs and happy valentine's day!! <33

Undercut is the YouTube playlist + written out songs:

★ YouTube Link ★

★ Lover is a Day - Cuco

★ Space Song - Beach House

★ Show Me How - Men I Trust

★ 1989 - Delights

★ Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Tears For Fears

★ Flowers to the Moon - Tip Stevens

★ You Might Be Sleeping - Jakob, Clairo

★ Locos - León Larregui

★ Space Girl - Frances Forever

★ Loverboy - A-Wall

★ YKWIM? - Yot Club

★ Ta reine - Angèle

★ What Would I Do - Strawberry Guy

★ Kind of a Nice Time - Vansire

★ Cigarette Daydreams - Cage The Elephant

★ New Flesh - Current Joys

★ Apocalypse - Cigarettes After Sex

★ Freaks - Surf Curse

★ Swing Lynn - Harmless

★ 505 - Arctic Monkeys

★ Greek God - Conan Gray

★ Are You Bored Yet? - Wallows ft. Clairo

★ Cool With You - Her's

★ Let's Fall in Love for the Night (1964) - FINNEAS

★ Put Your Records On - Britt Momney

★ Escapism | Alternative Version - xUnreachablee

★ rises the moon - Liana Flores

★ Je te laisserai des mots - Patrick Watson

★ Ylang Ylang - FNJ, ((( O )))

★ Nostalgia - Joe Hisaishi

★ Fallen Down - Ricky Not Montgomery

★ Adagio - TwoSet Violin

★ Snowfall - øneheart x reindeski

[f1uckinghell]

Pack/pup weekend morning cuddles in B E D

the iconic bed!

send me prompts for cute lil mini fics <3

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Sunday mornings, the bed is a special place for a family gathering.

The first one is, of course, Jasper. He’s so small that Daniel barely notices when Max brings him into their bed for his breakfast; the little suckling noises are kind of relaxing.

The next one to come is usually Jakob. He’s an early riser, and he’ll just curl up by their feet with his book and read while they keep dozing.

The next one is Riley. He gets up early to study sometimes (Daniel doesn’t know where he got this determination from), and when he’s done, he’ll join them for a cuddle, climbing on top of Daniel to nap.

Then, Evie might join. Sometimes she brings her stuffed animal, a moth that’s about the size of baby Jasper, and her nintendo switch. Flynn usually follows soon after, having realized that both Evie and Jakob are gone. He doesn’t want to miss out on anything, and if he’s lucky, Evie will share the switch. By that time, Jasper is done nursing, and absolutely delighted to cuddle up with Flynn on Max’s belly.

That’s around the time when Daniel gives up on pretending to sleep, and decides to cause some chaos by tickling Riley or throwing his blanket over the kids.

Isabel, who sleeps deeper than the ocean, is always dead last, trudging into the bedroom with a grumpy expression, asking „What are you so loud for?“

Usually, that earns her a pillow in the face, before one of them pulls her into the bed as well.

The bigger they all get, the tighter the squeeze becomes. But Daniel wouldn’t want to miss these sunday mornings for anything.

[justice-is-a-weapon]

In vino veritas [Dazai x gn reader]

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Chapter 9 / ?

previous | next

TW: like one suicide joke from Dazai

Me and Dazai began to grow closer throughout the following weeks. We began to meet or text almost every day, even if it was just for an hour or two. I felt truly happy in Japan. Maybe this would be the place I finally began to settle, having been a wanderer for such a long time.

As we walked the streets of Yokohama I began to lose myself in his words. He had completely bewitched me, my body and soul. He was far too interesting for his own good. I knew that I should keep my distance. That was what my whole life had been about after all. But he? He made it way too difficult for me to do so. I had begun to accept that I had grown fond of him by now. I had grown closer to Dazai and I thought he probably did too, never letting me fully see inside his mind but having me understand his certain quirks. He made an effort to have me understand him just a little bit yet not too much. So I felt like he wanted to let me in, have me closer. Especially now that our shoulders were touching, cramped under my black umbrella. It was raining cats and dogs, yet we had decided to go for our nightly stroll around the town.

We reached an alcove for shelter at some point.

“Ah fuck me. My bandages are all wet.”

I laughed at that.

“I think I might have some toilet paper left at home. You could use that. Wouldn’t look any different.”

He gave me a sour but playful look. Then he began to smirk.

Oh? OH.

Then he pushed me. Right into the rain. I had tried to keep myself dry with the umbrella the whole way here but now my hair clung to my face, wet just like my clothes. I shook my head in disappointment.

“You’re a manchild Dazai.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“Nah… I’m just being fair and you are just being boring.”

I took a step forward, now standing directly in front of him but still in the rain. I looked him directly in the eyes.

“Boring?”

He leaned forward, then whispered.

“Yes.”

At that I quickly grabbed him by the hand and pulled. He began to stumble forward. Into the rain with me. His already dark brown hair was becoming even darker with the rain pouring onto it and lost part of its previous fluffyness. He had to move it out of his face with his hands.

“You son of a-“

He looked at me.

“Oh I’m gonna get you good for that!”

Dazai charged at me and I began to run. The few passerbys looked rather confused watching us goofing around and chasing each other through the rain.

Panting, we stopped at some point. The rain had slowly begun to clear up, now only being reduced to a drizzle. It had become quite late.

Dazai asked for the time. After I told him he began to speak.

“I’ve got to go now I’m afraid. Can’t have Kunikida ripping my head off. I want to do that myself. Maybe I could use-“

“Dazai. Not now.”

“Alright, alright… But yeah I have to go. Another case, y’know? Apparently a bigger thing. Something mafia related. So I won’t be getting any sleep today I guess.”

“Ah yes, the sleepless nights of Detective Dazai.”

He had to smirk at that.

“You’re the only one who calls me that.”

"Oh, am I?"

“Yes and I’m not quite sure if I like that.”

I gave a small huff.

“So what shall I call you? What title does our dear Dazai long for?”

“Ideally, I would wish to call myself ‘a good man’ someday.”

I looked at his face. There was a hint of sincerity in his eyes. Although he tried to hide it behind a sly smirk. I had a feeling being “a good man” held much more meaning to him than he’d like the world to know. He tried to have me forget this previous sentence by continuing.

“But Dazai Osamu works as well I guess.”

“Your first name is Osamu?”

“Yeah yeah, quite basic I know.”

“Well I’m German so not really basic to me. If you were you’d be named Paul. Or Jonas. Or ew you could be a Jakob.” I shuddered at the thought “Imagine your name would be Jakob.”

This made Dazai laugh. I loved Dazai’s laugh. At least when it was a sincere one. It made me believe I was doing something right for once. So now it had kind of become my personal mission to hear and make him cackle as often as possible.

We were interrupted by his phone making a noise, telling him it was time to go. He looked at me again. There was something in his eyes that I couldn’t quite place. But I was content with this. I was happy and looking at him, he was too. That was all that mattered to me.

Dazai then took a glance to the side before speaking.

“I guess it’s time for me to leave?”

It came out as more of a question.

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“I don’t want to go if I’m being honest.”

“I know. But they’ll be needing you.”

I gave a sigh feeling a soft smile forming on my lips.

“And you can bet that I’ll be waiting for you and greet you with open arms once you come back.”

“Would I also be greeted with open arms now?”

Yes. You would. I got what he was probably hinting at. So I opened my arms. I didn’t know when I last hugged someone before but getting to hug Dazai felt great. Yes, he may have been still wet from the rain and we were both a bit awkward at first, not knowing where to place our hands and generally the hug didn’t last long at all, but it felt comforting. Dazai smiled afterwards.

“Bye Ophelia.”

“See you around Dazai.”

With that he turned around and left. I decided to shout after him one last time.

“Don’t catch a cold and be careful! You hear me?”

A shout from him came back.

“Yep! Will do!”

I got home with a smile on my face that day.

What I did not know however:

I would end up not seeing Dazai for two and a half months after that.

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[Hello hello! We’re going the angsty route from now on. At least for a little bit. Enjoy this last bit of fluff you got this chapter. I have the next chapter written out already so it won’t take that long. I’ll probably upload it in a week. Also please tell me you got that dark era reference. Fun fact: while searching for the ao3 chapter title “Don’t Leave Me Now” by Supertramp was playing (I was looking through some of my old vinyls at the time) and I thought “Yep that’s it. That’s the title.”]

[pigswithwings]

what song makes you feel better?

most important thing in your life?

what reminds you of home (doesn’t have to mean house… just things that remind you of the feeling of home)?

:]]]

1 - ohh probably You Might Be Sleeping by Jakob and Clairo... really good!! also Home from Undertale of course

19 - mmm... probably the existence of love! love for my friends and love for making art and love for food and music and animals and nature and the sun and the rain... i love love

30 - smell of laundry i think!! also the scent of oil when something is being fried or cooked or whatnot puts me at ease ...

[pupkashi]

Congrats on such a big milestone! I’m here for pass me the aux

With Satoru i think one of the most notable things to people on the outside is how much we laugh together. He really helps me out of my shell and to feel comfortable. If I’m overwhelmed he will seamlessly take focus off of me to allow me reprieve. We chatter a lot if we’re both particularly excited, our conversations jumping around quick enough that people outside of us can get lost, though there are long stretches where we can and do just bask quietly in eachothers company. Days off are often spent going to cafe’s to both eat and take pictures of adorable crafted desserts. (Half the time Satoru eats part of mine because I don’t have a huge sweet tooth). He also gives me a feeling of safety, with home being wherever he is and i think he looks at me in a similar way. Almost scary levels of devotion on both our parts due to what we’ve lost in the past. He’s laughter comfort and safety at his core for me.

Ahhh i hope this is okay. Once again congrats on your milestone!

hi rossi thank u for sending this in !!! you guys are just so cute together omg ☹️🫶🏼 i hope this is okay !

rossi and satoru’s love playlist !

sweet creature (harry styles) dance with me (orleans) you might be sleeping (jakob) ilysb (lany)

[nuwuna]

Songs I Associate with Redacted Relationships

So instead of catching up on assignments I've procrastinated on, I'm doing this bc why notttt???

David x Angel

She Chose Me by Bruno Major

Warm on a Cold Night by HONNE

Sam x Darlin/Tank

Lust for a Vampyr by I Monster

Driving Just to Drive by Matt Maltese

Elliott x Sunshine

Dreams - Demo by grentperez

You Might Be Sleeping by Jakob and Clairo

Avior x Starlight

Astronomy by Conan Gray

Francis Forever by Mitski

Geordi x Cutie

Easily by Bruno Major

Curl Up & Die by Matt Maltese

also Old with You by grentperez for Vincent x Lovely

[hynjiu]

— and in the morning, i’ll be here. <3

[cjstockton]

Part Two: The First Stop

The motel was small, and hot, and everything had a thin veneer of grime.

I counted out worn dollar bills while Jakob mooched around by the door, hoping for a breeze and trying not to touch anything. A fan droned balefully in the corner of the office, blowing hot air around the room.

I tried to smile. Well, I showed my teeth and raised my eyebrows, which was close enough.

The girl behind the counter was bored. She was bored with me, bored with Jakob, bored with the gum she kept snapping and her long blonde ponytail and the ancient computer she typed our information into. I stood there sweating. Jakob coughed.

‘One night.’ It wasn’t a question. The girl didn’t even look up at me. The desk mattered more to her than I did.

‘Yeah, you said. One night, two beds.’ I stopped trying to smile. The effort was wasted on her anyway - her eyes never looked away from the screen.

‘Thanks.’ She handed me the keys. ‘Hope you and your son enjoy your stay.’ Her tone never changed. Her eyes never left the screen. She might as well have been reading a menu aloud.

Behind me, Jakob started making loud, fake vomiting noises. The girl finally cast a glance at me, unimpressed. I tried the smiling thing again. 

‘He’s not my son. He’s my brother.’

Jakob stood at the threshold of the hotel room, leaning against the doorframe.

Last time I’d seen him, he’d been all soft baby fat and toothless smiles. In the intervening years he’d grown thin, scrawny limbs and sharp cheekbones and jagged edges I couldn’t seem to piece together. Looking at him was like looking at a stranger. 

At that moment he was giving me a frown that could have bent spoons.

‘The room smells.’ 

‘It smells like a hotel room.’

‘It smells like crap.’

‘It smells like a crappy hotel room.’

‘You know I’m right!’

‘I didn’t say you were wrong.’

‘Why can’t we stay somewhere that doesn’t smell like ass?’

‘It doesn’t smell like ass. It smells like mold. Don’t say ass.’

I was lying facedown on the bed, my voice muffled. I’d dropped my duffel on the floor and sprawled out on the scratchy stained bedspread. The flower motif was garish, the purple a hideous contrast to the off-yellow walls. Just looking around made me feel dizzy.

‘You shouldn’t put your face on that. It’s probably covered in gross stuff. People do awful things in hotel rooms. There are probably fluids on there.’

‘Yeah, probably.’ I didn’t move. 

‘Have you ever seen one of those shows where they do the blacklight in the hotel room?’ He edged in, closing the door behind him. I felt the bed move as he sat down gingerly.

I didn’t answer.

‘Frank.’

I grunted noncommittally. A long finger poked me in the side.

‘Frank!’

‘I’m here.’ I closed my eyes, enjoying the relative coolness of the bedspread against my cheek. 

‘We could stay somewhere nicer.’

I didn’t respond. Technically he wasn’t wrong. But the money situation was too complicated to explain to a hormonally stressed-out teenager.

‘I’m not asking for a jacuzzi. Clean sheets would be cool.’

‘We’re on a budget. We’ll only be on the road for a few days.’

‘I’m going to sleep with my shoes on.’

‘Tough it out.’

‘You’re such a jerk.’

I hummed in agreement. I could feel the weight of Jakob’s gaze on my back.

‘You need a hobby other than glaring at me.’

‘Are we going to talk about it?’

‘Maybe chess? Do you like chess? Can you play chess?’

‘Stop it.’

‘Do kids still like baseball?’

‘I’m serious.’

I rolled onto my back, closing my eyes. My tank top was sticking to my skin, and the rough bedspread was starting to feel uncomfortable against my back. I needed a hot shower and something cold to drink. 

‘What do you want, man?’ I was too tired for his histrionics.

‘I want to talk about it.’

‘No.’ Jakob gaped, a word I had never had reason to use before. 

‘Seriously?’

‘Yes.’

‘You haven’t said anything about it. Not one thing. I want to talk.’

‘There’s nothing to talk about. You know that. Go watch TV’

‘I cannot believe you’re doing this!’

‘I’ll give you money for the soda machine if you stop shouting.’ 

‘We don’t even know what happened! We don’t even know who those guys were!’

‘Sure we do. They told us.’

‘You know it’s not true.’ 

I sat up, a chill running down my back despite the sweltering heat.

‘Crank up the AC, would you? It’s hotter than my car in here.’

Jakob didn’t move. His face was creased in frustration, and he looked like a little old man.

‘You haven’t said anything. Not one thing. You just listened and nodded and didn’t say anything.’

‘What did you want me to say?’

‘Something! Anything!’ 

‘Oh, that’s clear. Thanks for elaborating. Very helpful.’

‘Stop it!’ He jumped off the bed. His voice had gone high and tight, like our brother Aaron’s would when he was about to throw a tantrum. ‘You keep doing that! Pretending like nothing happened, when it did!’

‘There was an accident,’ I said automatically. I was getting better at it. Jakob was certainly giving me enough practice.

‘It wasn’t an accident!’ Jakob crouched down so his face was level with mine. ‘And you know that and you’re OK with that! You’re OK that Mom and Dad-’

‘Stop it.’ I sat up, pushing myself off the bed. ‘Right now. Shut up. We made a deal.’

‘I didn’t make one.’ He was sulking, and I knew it, but I still rose to the bait. 

‘Well I did, and I’m in charge of you.’

‘That’s not fair!’

‘Stop acting like an infant!’

‘I hate you!’

I stood up and stalked to the bathroom.

‘Great. Glad to hear it. I’m taking a shower. Then we’ll go find some food. OK?’

Jakob looked at the discolored carpet. His sneakers were ripped to shit. 

‘Jake.’ He glanced in my direction.

‘Fine.’

I lingered for a moment at the bathroom door. Jakob had turned on the TV and was flipping mindlessly through the channels. 

‘Don’t go anywhere.’

He looked at me as if I had said something exceedingly stupid.

‘Where would I go?’

I closed the door behind me. I leaned against it, listening to the muffled voices from the next room. 

I made sure the door was locked. The window was too small for anything to climb through. I made sure it was locked too. Then I sank to the floor, my back pressed to the wall. 

If you ever need to scream, but don’t want anyone to hear about it, I’d suggest a bath towel instead of a pillow. Trust me, it’s much more effective at muffling the sounds.

[sc0tters]

I also feel that Bianca definitely talks to Nico about being scared that timo might leave or forget about Jakob with Julie & Noah being in his life now, they probably talk later that night in bed

I honestly totally forgot about this, imagine the emotional trauma she went through having to see Timo on those dating apps when they were sleeping together. She is probably brought back to that moment but now she’s not worrying about herself, she’s worrying about her son.

Bianca had been off since Timo left. Nico couldn’t ask her whilst Jakob was awake because she spent every second with her son “Nico would you step up more in Jakobs life if you had to?” Bianca picked at the blanket on their bed as she sighed “you want me to?” Nico thought she was trying to hint to something and he got all nervous.

But she shook her head as she chewed at the inside of her cheek “if Timo leaves Jak would you be okay becoming his only dad?” She couldn’t phrase the question properly “okay I know Timo might be stressed but he isn’t going to ever leave Jak.” Nico literally melted hearing her worries as he sat on the bed with her “how do you know that?” Bianca’s voice broke as she began to cry.

It made his heart break as he pulled her into a hug “schatzi Timo loves him.” Nico kissed her forehead as he sighed “and I’ll give him extra laps until he dies if he even thinks about leaving Jak.” That part made the girl laugh even as her tears soaked his shirt.

[gimme-gimme-georgie-weasley]

my little georgie playlist!

I like to think of these songs as the cute, pining talking stage with George where the two of you slowly, but surely, fall for each other over the course of your years in hogwarts!!

↺ |◁ II ▷| ♡

- (only) about love ~ grent perez

- melting ~ kali uchis

- plastic flowers ~ idlework.

- txt me ~ rileyy

- if only you knew ~ yayyoung

- you might be sleeping ~ jakob, clairo

- my heart it beats for you ~ grent perez

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[urikaou]