#a random guy came up to me when I was waiting for my Uber back home

[tedthetalk]

Nevermind I just had a really funny interaction with someone my problems aren’t problems anymore

[latenighttalkinqwp]

partying with paige!

based off of this video!

“hey yall.” ice shouted, looking down at the live. currently, she and a few other girls were sitting at a random table inside a random bar. “i’m bored and my friends left me so i decided to go live.” you sighed, walking up to ice. “have you seen p? i’ve been looking around for her.” ice shook her head, thinking of where the girl could’ve went.

“can we get another round?” one of the girls asked the waiter, smiling whenever he said that he would be right back. “i think she’s at the bar- oh wait! here she is!” ice pointed to the blonde who was walking over. “hi babyyy.” paige smiled with her eyes, pulling you in by the waist for a kiss. “hey p. where did you venture off too?” you kiss her back, wrapping your arms around her shoulders.

“kk wanted me to order her a drink. she said the guy wouldnt take her fake.” she sighed, putting her forehead against yours. “i missed you when i was gone.” you giggled, having no option but to look her in the eye. “you were only gone for like..two minutes.” she rolled her eyes, pulling back from your face. “two minutes too long.” you nod, moving her hands from your waist so you could go sit by ice and talk to the live. the waiter came back, handing the shots to paige. she looked down at them, raising an eyebrow. she took a shot off the tray and put it on the table.

“yo- who ordered shots?” she yelled, not realizing how loud she was being. your eyes widened, looking down at the live. “paige! shut up.” kk laughed, taking one of the shots. “no, you shut up kk.” she said, coming to stand behind you as she wrapped her arms around your neck. “stop leaving me.” paige whispered, nodding along to the music that was playing.

you leaned your back against paige’s front, looking down at your phone. “what time do you wanna head out?” paige shrugged her shoulders, waving at the live. you rolled your eyes, feeling the blonde wrap her arms around your shoulders tighter. it felt like the more intoxicated paige got, the touchier she was. “okay, well if i order the uber right now it should get here in like, fifteen minutes. is that okay with you?” paige nodded, raising her eyebrows as “whatever she wants” by bryson tiller started playing. “yoo- this song is fire.” kk nodded her head at paige, singing the lyrics.

the blonde pulled out her phone, taking a video. you grimaced, pushing her head away from your ear. “you just screamed right in my ear, babe.” she kissed your cheek, putting the camera up close in your face. you smiled, looking up at your girlfriend. “i love you.” paige blushed, looking away from you. “i love you too.”

- thank you so much for reading all the way through! 🥰

- i genuinely did not know how to end this….but let me know if this met the expectations 🥲🥲 i genuinely hate this so much!!!

[sacrednova]

Drive me home | Simon "Ghost" Riley | 1

fem!reader | In this story, a young woman mistakenly texts Simon "Ghost" Riley, thinking he's her Uber driver after a wild night out. Despite his gruff, reserved nature, Simon shows up. Contains fake screenshots with texts messages and calls!!!!

Next [2]

It hadn’t been a bad night—she danced, drank, laughed with her friends... But now, she was alone outside the club, searching for that Uber contact her friend had sent, fingers shaking as she tried to type the number correctly.

She nearly let out a dramatic little cry when she checked the time; it was freezing.

The vibrations of her phone in her hand came like a lifeline in the disorienting haze of neon lights, loud music, and a few too many cocktails. She blinked as a new text popped up from “Uber???” Well, that’s what she had saved him as anyway.

She squinted at the message, trying to process the details in her tipsy state. A mask? What kind of Uber driver wore a mask? She brushed it off, assuming he was just another eccentric in this city full of them. But a masked, mysterious stranger in a black truck? Right now, that sounded way better than the alley she was stuck in. Besides, she could take care of herself. Probably.

And then she saw it—a figure lurking across the street, watching her from the shadows, eyes flicking from her to his phone, and then back again. She swallowed, nerves prickling. She tried to ignore the feeling, but it lingered, crawling up her spine.

Suddenly, her fingers flew across the screen.

No reply.

She clenched her phone tighter, looking up and down the empty street, then glanced back at her screen. She could feel the rising urge to text him again and again, each message tinged with a touch more urgency.

Somewhere miles away, Simon glanced at his phone, his thumb hovering over the steering wheel. He’d put himself through hell and back in countless battlefields, facing down horrors most men would never imagine, but this? Being spammed by a random, drunk girl with a barrage of panicked messages? It was almost… comical.

What am I doing? he thought, irritation flickering under his mask. He was almost 40, practically ancient by some standards, and here he was, playing the knight in black armor for some stranger who probably didn’t even know her own last name right now.

Yet there he was, pressing down harder on the gas pedal.

The next text buzzed as he turned a corner.

The words ignited something in him, a familiar protective instinct that refused to let up. He gritted his teeth, eyes narrowing as he watched the road blur past. When he’d agreed to pick her up, it was because he didn’t trust her to make it home in one piece. He could tell she’d been drinking, and he had no patience for the kinds of creeps that lingered around clubs at this hour. But now…now it felt like a mission.

The final turn brought her into view—a small, unsteady figure with her back against a wall, clutching her phone like it was the only thing keeping her tethered to safety. And standing just a few feet away from her was the guy. Tall, with a slick smile and hands shoved in his pockets, like he had all the time in the world to wait her out.

Simon’s truck screeched to a halt, the dark engine purring like a beast as he glared through the windshield. He didn’t even need to get out; the guy’s eyes widened the moment the headlights hit him, and he took a few steps back, muttering something before disappearing into the shadows.

Simon killed the engine and got out, his towering figure partially hidden by the black mask over his face, and for a second, she stared at him, wide-eyed.

“Uh…Uber?” she said with a drunken giggle, half-nervous, half-relieved.

“Get in,” he muttered, shooting her a look as he opened the passenger door.

She clambered in, her expression melting from shock into something warm, a little playful as she buckled herself up. “Mr. Uber Driver… you’re my hero,” she slurred.

He grunted, barely acknowledging her. “Text me like that again, and I might just leave you next time.”

She smiled, eyes heavy-lidded, safe and sound in the passenger seat of his big, black truck.

[This is a first part] [Part two here]

[anonsturniolo]

stalker!chris x fem!reader headcannons ✧₊⁺

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who confidently strode into your life, pretending he was always there. He managed to bump into you in your favorite book store, rattling off all of his ‘favorite’ books, that just happened to be yours too.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who broke into your house once you left for work on a random night, admiring all of your things, going through your clothes. He may have let his possessiveness get the better of him, taking a couple of exposing shirts from your closet to dispose of.

“Hey, have you seen my one black shirt? It had rhinestones on it, pretty low cut.” You asked your best friend on FaceTime, your closet strewn across your room in search of your favorite top.

Your friend hums for a second, “No I haven’t, I asked to borrow it last week and you never got back to me about it.” She replies, making you frown.

Where the hell did it go?

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who wiggles his way into all of your plans, claiming he just wants to see you. You’re flattered by this of course, but you kinda start to get a weird vibe when he tries to go to church with you and your grandparents, over an hour away from home.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who doesn’t let you see him when you’re at a club. He’s intently watching you from across the room, his eyes filling with jealousy every time you look at another man.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who has a list on his phone of all the boys you had ever dated, or fucked, to his best knowledge. He went down a rabbit hole at 2 am one night, and came out at 7 am with everything he needed to know about your past lovers.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who begs you to come over all the time. He doesn’t care if it comes off as desperate, he just wants to spend time with you, while you know he’s there.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who follows you home when you decide to walk the 45 minutes instead of getting a ride with your coworker like you usually do. He needs to make sure no one else mistakes you as theirs, you’re his.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who finally gets to kiss you on New Years.

“Fucking finally.” Chris mutters to himself, pressing his lips against yours. Fireworks shoot from outside, making the first kiss all the more impressionable.

His hands lift to your cheeks, pulling you impossibly closer. You get lost in the feeling, completely forgetting you’re in the middle of Tara’s living room. You lift your own hands to grab onto Chris’ hair, leaving him a moaning mess.

“Wanna get outta here, baby?”

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who pushes you to get close with his brothers, strategically planning sleepovers with Nick and random lunches with Matt.

ᡣ𐭩 stalker!chris who’s sweeter than sugar to you, knowing you truly want a man that treats you like a princess.

“Hm? You wanna go?” Chris asks while staring at you fondly, gently rubbing your cheek. You had shown up to his place when you realized you were being stood up on a date.

You had been talking to the guy for about 2 months, and finally your schedules aligned. You waited about 30 minutes before the tears built up, immediately ubering to Chris.

“I know some ice cream will make my pretty girl feel better.” He softly whispers into your ear, bringing you into his chest gently. His lips place a delicate kiss to the crown of your head, before a sly smirk makes it way into his face.

That guy will never talk to you again.

[orshii]

Tempted (our little secret)

Author: orshii

Pairing: Choi San x female reader

Word count: 3,2 k

Summary: You were secretly with San, but you weren’t in a relationship, as you didn’t want your friends to know. But slowly the two of you get tired of the constant hiding and confusing emotions.

Will you be able to make the next big step?

A/N: Hii! Soo...San drives me crazy recently, so I had to write this...something ig? Like just bfr why is he so perfect?! Okay, enough of me, enjoy this little drabble! sorry if there are mistakes, ty for reading, xoxo, orshii! (divider)

I was sitting in a black Uber with the girls, on our way to celebrate Yunho's birthday party, which was a surprise for him, organized by his girlfriend, who was my best friend. She was so excited the whole week, as everything needed to be in its place, annoying me the whole time, as Yunho can't find out no matter what. She was really determined to organize this little get-together with our friends' circle.

As I was sitting in the car, I got excited too because we haven't been together for at least a month. I missed being with my friends, as everyone was occupied by their own life, work taking most of our time. This little friend group of ours started in college, as my best friend got together with Yunho with a lot of ups and downs, they both being very obvious but blind. So, when they finally got together, Yunho's friend group and ours started to go out a lot of times, organizing a lot of random trips into the mountains, going on holidays together. As we graduated, luckily, our friend group stayed the same, but with less hanging out. I felt some kind of relief as we were heading to the fancy restaurant, where my best friend reserved tables.

We stepped out from the Uber after paying the driver and thanking him for the ride. The sun already went down, leaving behind nothing but the lights of the city, which came to life with the people going out to party or just to have some fun in the city, as the weather was very nice, the beginning of summer swinging in the chill air.

I pulled down a little the black tight dress I was wearing, as it was a little short, and adjusted the gift I bought for Yunho, as I couldn't come empty-handed, and we went into the restaurant, which was all luxurious and fancy, black being the main color of the area, with a spark of gold. It really screamed rich vibes. I had no idea how my best friend managed to reserve a table for ten people in this place, but I guess she had her own ways for that. At the entrance, a lady waited for us with a bright fake smile, as we told her that we had a reservation. She showed the way towards the said table; some of the guys were already there, but Yunho and my best friend weren't yet, as I assumed they were coming when supposedly everyone was here. The table was already set, some candles and little sparkling decorations were on it. It looked very inviting; I'm sure Yunho is going to like it.

As I sat down, next to the girls, I made eye contact with him. He was glaring at me with his sharp eyes, taking me in, up and down, as a little smile appeared on his lips, his dimples showing. He was wearing a white elegant shirt, with two buttons undone, his sharp collarbones on the sight and a chain-like necklace around his neck, that almost reached his collarbones. His raven-black hair wiped back, only a few stripes falling into his forehead. I greeted the others as I immediately averted my eyes off of him. I didn't want to be suspicious. We started to chat with the girls, trying to catch up on the things we missed in each other's lives, some old wines appearing on the table, brought by the waiter, whom I made eye contact a few times; he was cute and handsome. I felt two sharp glares on me from time to time, but I just didn't mind him. I came here to have fun.

After a while, finally, Yunho and my best friend came, Yunho had a blindfold on his eyes, so he couldn't see us, and when they came to the table, he took off the blindfold and we started clapping and singing for him. I felt happy as everyone was smiling at Yunho, and him being so surprised and emotional because of the sweet surprise. He leaned towards my best friend and pecked her lips, with the sweetest and happiest smile, as their foreheads touched and they whispered something to each other, probably Yunho thanking his beautiful girlfriend for organizing all of this. I was so happy seeing them like this, it made my heart melt, as I saw how deeply in love, they were with each other. That's what I wished for all my life, as it didn't really come, yet. I was confused all my life, of when love will come into my life, will it eventually come?

I was still confused as we finally sat down, and I made eye contact with San, who was a really special person in my life. We weren't together, but we weren't total strangers to each other. The thing is, we kind of had a thing going on between the two of us; we just didn’t really know what it was. We still needed to figure it out, so we decided not to tell our friends until we somehow figured it out on our own, not letting others interrupt our feelings. Because I'm sure there were feelings, some feelings I couldn't put anywhere. That was sure, I never felt like this towards anyone, but I wasn't exactly sure if it was only a tidal wave. And I wasn't sure if San felt the same way, or if he even felt something.

The ominous dramatic night when he kind of confessed to me in the rain still made my heart melt, as we had a brutal fight before that, and we were yelling at each other, but it was because of some childish things. We were yelling at each other in the pouring rain, just until he grabbed my hands and yanked me towards him and told me the sweetest things, he could ever say to me. And suddenly I was lost in the tide of emotions, fear being my biggest enemy as I didn't know if it was a good thing being with him. But I couldn't really think a lot because he suddenly pressed his lips against my wet lips, and we were just standing in the rain, soaked, taking in the other’s lips like we could never imagine. His wet lips moving against mine, I could taste the raindrops on his lips, which kind of tasted sweet, as everything that connected me with San always tasted sweet like honey. When we separated, he promised me, he is going to protect me from the world, no matter what. From then, we were hanging out, he took me to special places, we made out a lot, we even slept together. We had times when we were with our friends and we secretly kissed each other, hiding behind trees, going out to the bathroom, him coming after me, almost getting caught in the heated moments by our friends. We did this for months and I kind of started to get enough of this hiding. But the thing is, I felt like it was only a friends with benefits kind of relationship. We didn't really speak about ourselves when we were together; it felt strange as it was supposed to drive us towards a real relationship, but sometimes it felt awkward, and sometimes it felt like the most natural thing ever, just being with him, and not exactly speaking, just being in each other's presence. I really wanted it to be something more serious between us, but I didn’t really see the signs that it could happen anytime.

Being in the present time, I tried to have fun and talk with my friends a lot, I missed them and felt nice being with them and pretending we were again in college, not having any adult problems in our lives. After some drinking and eating, Yunho's birthday cake was brought to the table with big candles and sparklers on it. Yunho looked sincerely happy and my best friend looked at him, with loving eyes, as Yunho closed his eyes to wish something and blew out the candles.

My eyes eventually found San's again, as they couldn't be apart from each other for a long time, I tried to avoid his gaze all night, but it wasn't easy, as I felt his sharp eyes on me all the time. He glared at me and tilted his head very slowly, nodding towards the bathroom. My heart started to race quickly to that as I slowly slid my chair back and excused myself to the bathroom.

When I reached the ladies bathroom, no one was here, so I just stood right in front of the mirror to check if my lip-gloss was smudged from eating. Then I heard the door opening, a few quiet footsteps, and I felt two warm hands around my waist, pulling me closer to his chest, as he was glaring at me through the mirror in front of us. His dark cherry scent hugged me around, like it never wanted me to escape. He slowly nuzzled his nose into the side of my neck, following the line of my veins, as I tilted it so he had better access to it, still glaring at me through the mirror.

"God, I missed your smell." His low voice sent goosebumps around my body, as he smelled my neck, pulling me closer by my waist, as he couldn't get enough of me. He started to kiss the line of my neck up to my ear and slowly biting my earlobe, I shot my eyes closed as my body started to feel hotter, he slowly turned me around, still holding me close, not letting any space between us.

"This dress looks really good on you, Y/N." He traced the line of my sides, where the dress showed my hourglass shape. "You look beautiful." He reached his hand to my chin holding it between his fingers, to look into his eyes, as I couldn't really look into his, when he looked at me like he could eat me right there. He probably wasn't too far from that.

"Thank you." I whispered into his lips. "You look good, as well." I smiled at him teasingly.

He finally smiled, his sharp glare disappearing, as his eyes formed crescents, his deep dimples showing on both sides of his cheeks. "I dressed up only for you." He said with a sweet smile, cupping my face.

I chuckled at that, how could he be so adorable, I can't take this forever. "If you keep doing that, I'm going to die, Sannie." I said smiling at him fondly, feeling as happiness crawled into my veins with every passing minute as I was with him.

"Doing what?" He chuckled as it made my heart more and more warm.

"Being cute, don't do that." I pouted at him.

"Do you want me to be rough?" His voice dropped a few octaves, as he frowned. It always amazed me, how he could switch from being a little adorable cat, to a buffed, scary man. It was insane. He slowly pushed me against the sink, my lower back stinging from the impact.

"San-ah!" I hit his chest, chuckling, as I felt my face getting warmer.

"C'mon, I just want to kiss, my girl." He whined with a pout on his lips.

"Then do it, you idiot." I smiled at him, as I started to get very impatient. He grabbed my waist again and pulled me closer, so he could kiss me finally. I really missed his lips on mine, and just being with him, as we recently both were full with work, we couldn’t really focus on each other. Our lips moved together desperate, not wanting to separate, he tasted like the wine that he drank, I could feel the grapes that were harvested from a big dry Italian field. His lips moved with mine with passion, his hands running up my back to my nape, pushing me forward just to deepen the kiss, I let out a quiet moan at that. When we ran out of oxygen he captured my lower lip between his teeth, biting it so hard I felt like my lower lip is going to bleed if he keeps doing that. My body started to heat, the tension between us getting warmer and warmer. I was very tempted to let him do anything he wanted right there. He slowly started to kiss my jaw, going down my neck leaving sweet passionate kisses on the way, until he reached my collarbone, just to suck a little red mark there. His grip on my waist tightening with the tension getting heavier between us.

“San, they are going to see it.” I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him up to look into his eyes serious.

“I don’t care, I want them to see that you are mine.” He looked at me sharply, the desire in his eyes burning like hell.

He was about to kiss me again, when suddenly we heard talking from the door and we quickly separated from each other just to rush into one of the stalls. I locked the door quickly.

"Stand on the toilet, so they won't see your shoes." I whispered to him feeling nervous of being caught.

He quickly stood up on the toilet which made a weird noise. We looked at each other and started laughing quietly as I pressed my hands to my mouth so I won't make a noise, San did the same as I saw that tears started to appear in his eyes, from the withholding laughter. At the exact same time, the door opened and we heard talking. It was two of the girls, from our friend groups. I leaned my head against the door, and tried to think of some serious things, so I won't laugh.

"Y/N, is that you?" I heard a voice coming from outside after a while. "Are you okay?" My eyes rounded, I started to panic, suddenly words couldn’t come out of my mouth but San nudged me to say something.

"Ahm…Ye-Yes, I'm okay, I just have cramps, but I'll be right back." I said with my voice a bit weak, as they needed to believe what I said. I locked my eyes with San’s as he was struggling to hold his laughter back.

"Okay, tell me if you need anything." My friend said.

"Okay." I answered my voice getting a little weird, as I couldn’t hold my laughter, but they already left the bathroom and I broke into laughter alongside with San. I sighed in relief and leaned against the door, closing my eyes, trying to calm down.

"Fuck, we almost got caught." I whispered, not looking at San. I heard as he slowly jumped off from the toilet and cupped my face.

"What if we don't hide anymore? I'm sick of this constant running when one of our friends are around. At the end of the day, they are our friends." He said still whispering for some reason.

I looked at him, as my heart started to race on the thought of finally being together with San, properly. It surprised me because I would never have thought that San would be the first to take the first step in our relationship. Sure, he was the one confessing to me, but after that it kind of seemed like he was waiting for me, so I could decide what I wanted.

"Really? Do you think we can finally step on the next level? Is it serious for you?" I asked him, feeling a bit nervous, as this question could never leave my mind.

"Of course it is, it was from the beginning, I was just waiting for you, so you could put together the puzzles in your head, as I knew you had a hard time back then," he said smiling at me like I was his whole world.

I held his wrists, that held my face. "Why are you so perfect?" I questioned him, with a smile.

He shrugged with a chuckle. "I don't know, God made me like this, I guess." He smiled, as his face got serious slowly. "But seriously, I want to be with you, properly. I don't want to hide anymore, I want to show you to the world, I want to show everyone that I have the most beautiful woman on Earth, and I don't want anybody near you, just me." His voice was sweet like honey, as his words flowed through my lips, into my heart, as I felt my heart swimming in nothing but honey.

I sincerely smiled at him. "I want to be with you too, San. I want to show our friends how proud I am of you, I always needed to just smile, whenever you talked about your job achievements, but now I want the whole world to know that how proud I am of my Sannie and that I’m right by your side." My smile never disappeared as my eyes sparkled, sweet emotions flowing around us like sweet protectors.

He looked at me, like he couldn't believe his eyes, like he couldn't believe the fact that I was his, wholeheartedly. He closed the distance between our lips, and kissed me like never before, like I was the last thing he cared about, like we were the last standing human beings on earth and the end of the world was near. His lips moved along with mine like it was destined for each other, like it was made for each other. The kiss was slow and passionate, his hands still cupping my cheeks, his right hand slowly tracing down my spine just to grab my waist and pull me closer to him. Our heartbeats were beating with the same rhythm as they became one with us.

"Will you be officially my girlfriend and partner in crime, Y/N?" He caressed my cheeks with loving eyes, after we separated from the best kiss of my life. And how many were waiting for me still.

"Of course I will, San." I smiled at him sweetly, as he leaned again towards my lips, capturing it like he wanted to stamp our promise to each other.

"I would've never thought this is going to be the place when we are going to make our next big step." I said overflowed with happy emotions.

We laughed at our situation and stepped out from the stall finally, leaving our concerns about each other behind. All the concerns and the bad feelings of not being able to be together with San flew away as I saw how San was looking at me, his eyes were full with care, full with love, that made my heart melt.

We left the bathroom hand in hand, so we could finally introduce each other to our friends as boyfriend and girlfriend, many big steps still awaited us in our future together.

[mattsturnioloz]

Then I lost you: Pt 3.

Part 4.

Summary: Matt's career as a youtuber takes a toll on his 4 year relationship with his girlfriend, putting it on hold. Will it ever be the same again?

Pairings: Y/n x Matt Sturniolo

Warnings: angst, crying, cursing, anxiety, mentions of depression, unsolved angst, mentions of slighty physical argument.

A/N: (i’m so exhausted but y’all have been hyping me up so it’s giving me motivation to keep writing, get some tissues readyyyy👅)

The uber driver pulls up to the house and I say my thank you’s before getting out the backseat and closing the door. I go up to the front door and reach for my purs- my purse. FUCK! MY PURSE. I sigh. I must’ve left it at top golf. I don’t want to text Matt.. Not after our argument. But i’m stuck outside. Fuck it, i’ll text Nick. I open my phone and I open nicks contact.

Messages

Y/n: Hey Nick, I left my purse with my keys over there, do you think you can grab it for me please?

Nick: Yea sure.

I was just about to type out a message but nick sent another text.

Nick: oh wait, Matt already grabbed it.

oh.

Y/n: oh okay thanks.

Nick: Are you guys okay? Are YOU okay?

Y/n: I’m pissed at him, he’s been so distant and i’ve just been trying to talk to him more and spend time with him, then he just snapped at me.. in front of everyone too.

Nick: Yea that wasn’t right, I told him to go apologize and he genuinely looked guilty but then he came back all pissy and told me and chris that you guys just argued more.

Y/n: Yea, and i’ll admit that I shouldn’t have shoved him but I was just so mad and hurt that I acted on anger.

Nick: Understandable, I need to shove him all the time LMAO😭

Y/n: LMAOO😭 Trust me I KNOW. When are you guys coming home? i’m stuck outside until you guys get here.

Nick: We’re already on our way so about 20 minutes now.

20 minutes?? Im freezing.

Y/n: oh okay, see you soon. Love you :)

Nick: Love you too, see you soon :)

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I sit on the ground slumped against the door and wait for Matt, Nick and Chris to get here. The air so cold that my skin gets itchy and stings when I scratch at it and my face feels hot from all the crying I did. I see them pull up and my heart stops. I’m scared to see Matt. I don’t want to see Matt.

I feel my heart start to beat out of my chest. The beating affecting my vision, pumping with the beat. My anxiety making my hearing heighten. Making me focus on all the things I hear.

The sound of them shutting the doors of the car. The sound of the night wind gusting past my body. The sound of the car beeping when matt locks it. The sound of their feet on the wet cold rubble, getting closer and closer. The sound of the raindrops from the roof, falling on a random empty tin barrel across the street.

Im caught out of my daze when they reach me and I wave hi to Nick and Chris who both flash me a smile. I fidget with my rings nervously as Matt unlocks the front door, not sparing me a glance ever since they got here.

They start to walk inside after Matt opens the door, and I let go of a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I take one last breath of the fresh air outside before I follow them in, immediately being hit with the smell of the ravioli I made before we left.

I walk to Matt and I’s shared bedroom closing the door behind me. I grab some pj’s and a towel to take a shower since I smell like wet dog from being outside in the cold for so long.

I open the door and when I do Matt is there and I feel my chest tighten. We just stare at eachother and I secretly wish for him to say something. anything. Instead he brushes past me walking into the room. My heart aches and I feel tears well up in my eyes again, a few falling as I walk to the bathroom, shutting the door.

I take a deep breath and wipe my tears trying to keep my composure. I turn on the shower before undressing myself and I step in, feeling the warm soothing water wander my body.

After I showered, I get out and dry my body, head to toe before wrapping my hair in a towel. I change into shorts and a t-shirt before brushing my teeth and grabbing my dirty clothes from the floor then I open the bathroom door, leaving and tossing the dirty clothes into the wash.

I walk into Matt and I’s bedroom and I don’t look at him but from the corner of my eye and I can see him sitting on his side of the bed, slumped against the headboard, scrolling through his phone. I take the towel off my head and rest it on Matt’s gaming chair to dry before making my way to my side of the bed.

I get under the covers, my back facing Matt as I get comfortable. There’s an awkward silence. Nothing feels the same anymore. I feel depressed and anxious and I don’t want to feel like this anymore. I close my eyes hoping to get some sleep after the shitty day I had.

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Days turn into weeks and Matt and I haven’t even talked since the day we argued. The bed feels emptier and emptier as the days pass even though he’s still there. I’ve had enough and this time before bed I decide go speak to him.

“M-Matt..” I ask with a shaky voice. I get no reply. “Matt.” I say louder. “What Y/n.” He says in a rude tone. “Can we talk? please?” I plead. He lets out a long sigh and he sits up to look at me for the first time in weeks, So I do the same.

I look into his icy blue eyes. God, how i’ve missed them… except they were sharper, colder. “Listen, I just want to say that i’m sorry, and miss you so much, I- ”

“Stop.” He says, cutting me off. “I don’t want to hear you say sorry. I just- i’m not happy anymore and I can tell you feel the same way.” He says looking right into my eyes. His gaze sharp.

My hearts drops and feels like it’s sinking into the pit of my stomach. I want to cry, I want to cry so bad but I try to hold my tears back. Deep down, I know what he’s saying is true. We’re not happy anymore.

“Look.. Of course I love you y/n, I love you so much you don’t even understand.” He says. cupping my face, his thumbs gliding across my cheeks, and I break into silent sobs, already knowing where this is going. “But it’s hard.. hard being in a relationship when I also have the career that I have.” He continues.

“N-no! w-we can make this work just-jus- PLEASE-” I practically yell, sobbing as I grab his hands from my face, kissing them before gripping them in my hands in front of my chest. I know I look pathetic begging him to stay with me, but I can’t help it, I can’t lose him. I love him too much. He pulls his hands away.

“N-no w-what are you do-“ I say, having a cold feeling running down my spine and all throughout my body. “JUST STOP! STOP Y/N!” he interrupts, yelling at me. “Can’t you see?! this isn’t working!! it’s not working anymore baby..” His voice cracks.

I look down, my sobs stopping. I feel numb and empty. Like everything good I had in my life came crashing down. Like I have no future. Not if he’s not in it.

1,277 words.

A/N: (I am tired yall omggg. Im so sorry to do yall like this but I had no choices😖 I’ll most likely write part 4 tomorrow or wednesday. Depends on how i’m feeling :) thank yall for the support i appreciate it!!)

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[uluvjay]

List two prompt 26 with Vince Dunn please!?

26. “I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it

Vince Dunn x Established relationship fem reader!

Warnings?; SMUT, slight exhibition kink, teasing, dirty talk, degrading, p in v, unprotected sex( don’t be silly, wrap ur willy), breeding kink…, talk of getting reader pregnant..

I hope you enjoy anon and thank you so much for requesting! I apologize for any errors

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You knew better and he knew that you knew better then to act up a team event so he was confused as to why you thought it was a good idea to flirt with other guys at His team event.

“I just don’t get why my fiancé is going around letting random businessmen and donators buy her drinks” he scolded you in the hotel elevator.

The team had rented out enough hotel rooms for all the players incase they were to drunk and didn’t want to get an Uber home, Vince was perfectly capable of driving you both home after only have two drinks at the beginning of the night, but he couldn’t wait to make it home to teach you a lesson.

“I wasn’t flirting! I was talking with Amanda when that one guy came over and offered to buy me a drink” you tried defending yourself even though you did flirt and you did it to get this exact reaction out of your fiancé.

“Oh and you just decided to except it!?”

“He’s one of the biggest donors to the team! I didn’t want one wrong thing to make him feel some kind of way, and he even complemented my ring! He knew I was engaged” you tried

“That’s because it’s a damn Rock Y/n! It’s not hard to miss” he grumbled as he unlocked the hotel room door.

as you walked in you noticed the floor to ceiling windows and Vince getting undressed.

“Take your dress off and go wait by the windows” he instructed you.

He was getting ready to scold you as you walked over to him but when you tuned around and moved your hair out of the way he realized you needed him to unzip your dress and that he needed to take a deep breath.

You gave him a light thank you before doing as told, you laid your expensive dress on the bed before taking your heels off and walking over to the windows. The view of Seattle was absolutely stunning and you could see all of the strip that the hotel was located on.

You felt his presence behind you before he even made a move on you, “beautiful isn’t it?” He asked to which you only nodded in response.

He pulled you into him so that your back was pressed up against his chest as he began to kiss down your neck. “I wanna fuck you right here against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it” he whispered in your ear making your breath hitch.

“Now go be good for once and press yourself up against the glass” he told you giving you a slight push.

You did as told and soon felt his hands running around your body, starting from your thighs and all the way up to your breast as he gripped them and pinched your nipples making you moan out.

“Gonna be a good girl for me? Let everyone watch you get fucked and put in your place?” He asked.

“Yes sir” you told him finally deciding to drop your scheme and submit to him.

“Good girl” he said before pushing your front completely against the glass and running his fingers through your folds.

“All this for me? Or did you get this wet talking to that old bastard?”

“All for you V, promise your the only one that can get me this wet” you moaned as he slipped a finger inside you, getting you ready for his cock.

“Yeah? Only a slut for me?” He asked laying a slap on your plump ass.

“Yes!” You moaned as he added a second finger and sped up.

He worked you close to the edge before pulling his fingers out and putting them in his mouth, moaning at how you taste. You let out a gasp as you felt the head of his bare cock run through your folds.

“Maybe I should get you pregnant eh? That way everyone will know that you’re taken, since that fat ass rock on your finger doesn’t do it.”

You moaned at the thought of him getting you pregnant, kids had been in the talks for a while but you were in the process of planning a wedding.

“Yeah? Would you like that? Being all round and full with my baby in your belly?” He asked.

“Yes! I want your babies Vince, so bad” you moaned out to him and your confession making him moan as well.

That was all he needed to hear before he slipped inside you with one harsh thrust that took your breath away and allowed him to let out a deep groan.

He gave you a second to get used to the girth and length of his cock before he began moving again. You felt his hand in the middle of your back pushing you a little more forward and pulling your hips out as he fucked you.

“Fuck!” you let out as he began to slap your ass.

“Such a slut for me, letting me fuck you against windows for the whole city to see how desperate you are” he groaned as his thrust were now deep and slow making you cry out at the new pace.

“Ohh shit v” you moaned as you felt his tip hitting your cervix.

You began to thrust yourself back onto his dick the best that you could from the position he had you in. “Yeah that’s it baby” he encouraged and he began to speed up again.

You felt his body lean over yours and a arm hood around your stomach making him go even deeper somehow.

“Holy shit!” You called out in a cloud of immense pleasure.

His balls were slapping against you as he fucked you hard, letting out louder groans then usual, you loved when he got possessive and jealous.

“Vince! I’m gonna cum! Please can I cum?” You began to beg.

“Go ahead baby, I’m right behind you” he moaned out as you started to clench him even harder.

Your orgasm helped push him over the edge and he came deep inside of you. He stood up and let go of your hair before slowly pulling out as you moaned at the sensitivity.

He helped you find your balance before turning you around to find that your mascara had ran due to tears of pleasure and hair was matted to your face.

You grabbed his face and pulled him down for a kiss, “you know I love you right? And that I don’t want anyone else? I only excepted that guys drink to get you going and I never even took a sip. I’m really sorry” you apologized to your beautiful fiancé.

He smiled at you before giving you a quick kiss on the head and pulled you in for a hug.

“I’m not mad honey, I figured you were just trying to get my wound up” he told you.

“Are you serious about wanting to get me pregnant though?” You asked pulling away enough to look in his eyes.

“I mean I know we should probably wait till after the wedding, especially since you already picked your dress but if it happens I’d be very happy” he explained to you.

“Me too, I want all your babies Vince” you teased him.

“All of em?” He asked as his hands began to move down to your thighs

“Every single one” you confirmed before a squeal left you as he picked you up and ran towards the bed for round two.

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[allthingsmpreg]

The Walk Home

“Hsss ah, guys calm down.” I said to my hugely pregnant belly, running my hands inside my shirt over my huge stomach. Another contraction had hit me, I sat at the bus stop waiting for my usual late bus. I was heading to my last class that I would be attending in person, the next week I was my expected due date.

I’m a college student, first year actually and I had already managed to get myself pregnant. I was definitely afraid when I found out, but I was determined to make this work and prove myself and everyone wrong. I was still attending classes, and had plans in motion in order to attend school still and take care of my babies.

There I was, nine months and hugely pregnant sitting at the bus still. I still made myself walk to the bus stop, a half a mile walk, it was something I had done my entire pregnancy. I hadn’t thought of anything different, despite waking up that morning with an contractions. I had been experiencing random ones for days now, I had figured they were Braxton hicks.

God, was I wrong.

“Oh, jeeez guys let’s stop. Oh wow.” I groaned as a strong contraction clenched through me. I took a deep breath, continued my breathing as I gripped onto ky backpack. The contractions were so intense, I clenched my bag, until finally it was over.

I gripped the seat and pulled myself up, my entire belly needing help. Sometimes I wondered how I was so small and still do, how my huge belly was supported by my small frame. Standing up I decided to pace around for few seconds, then I felt it.

“Oh not you have, ahhh.” I moaned in shock. My legs spread as I felt a large gust of water spill frok me and into my underwear, down my legs. My water had broken. “Nooo no no babies please, oooooo!” I gripped the bench as the next contraction ripped through me.

I was in labor

When the contraction ended, I pulled my phone and opened the Uber app. I never took Uber because I was saving money, however I felt that day could be the exception. To my horror it said that their was no available drivers at that moment, I cursed myself as I panicked. I had no choice but to walk home.

I started waddling myself back to the corner to cross the extremely busy intersection where I take the bus. Pressing the walk sign, I looked both ways frantically as I continued to press the button for it to change allow me to walk. I was trying to get home, or at least get a close as possible before my next contraction came.

‘Walk sign is on’ I heard and the walking sign appeared.

I stepped into the busy intersection, cars all around stopped as the hugely pregnant boy walked through the street. I placed my hand on my back as I waddled through the street. I had just passed halfway, then the pain of another contraction hit me.

“Ahhh.” I groaned as i gripped my bag again, my walking getting slower. The pains of the contraction made me want to all but stop. But I was so damn close and I knew I had to keep going. I turtle walked, eventually make it back onto the side walk on the other side. I gave in and leaned against a light post, breathing through that contraction. “MHMMMMMM!” I groaned.

When it was gone, I took deep breaths as I continued my walking. The rest of the walk was thankfully only straight down the street, I only needed to cross a small not busy street. I continued waddling, I was trying to walk as fast as I could. Which wasn’t that fast, but I was steadily walking my way home.

The next one, I knew that I needed to get home and fast.

“Ahhh, fuckk no.” I groaned, forced to lean over as a contraction came over me. However, it was different. I felt the strong pain change to an intense pressure in my stomach. My legs wanting to spread and push. “Ooooooo.” I cried as I had to try, with all of my might to sofp myself from pushing.

It stopped and I kept walking, frantic and desperate to get myself home. As I walked home, I felt like the babies were so low and going to fall out any damn second. My legs felt like they wanted to give out, my body wanted to lay down in the street and just push them out.

I struggled them made it to the next intersection, pressing the button as it immediately told me that I could walk. I walked and made it to the other side, the next contraction came though and I had to give in and stop walking.

“Ahhhhh!” I yelled as my attempt to stop myself stopped working. I leaned against the street light and my body started to make me push, my legs felt weak as I tried my best now to crouch down.

It subsided for, as I reached into my pants and felt my stretched hole. I gasped and whimpered in agony as I felt the the babies head.

I was crowning.

Thankfully I could see my apartment from there, I just needed to get there. I stood up again, take deep breaths as I pushed myself off the light post and kept walking again. I was forced to waddle even more to account for my extensor low stomach, and my legs have to be spread apart fathwr as I walked.

I made it into my complex, just in time as the next contraction came on. I screamed this time, denying my body from pushing. I leaned against a car, not caring if anyone saw or not.

When it subsided I waddled to my front door, i shoved my key so hard into the lock I thought it would break, I got in and Slammed the door behind me. I grabbed the over sized shirt and pulled it over my head, half of it covered in my sweat.

“Ah! Okay okay okay. OOOOO!”

The next one hit I didn’t hold back or try and stop it, I fully started pushing as the next contraction hit. I felt my hole stretched and burn, the baby passing though and stretching me out. Despite the pain, it almost felt like a relief in a sense because I was allowing myself to push.

I could feel my lose pants tenting in the back, I pulled them off carefully as I took a break. When I looked back in the mirror in the corner of the room I saw that the first babies head was completely out.

I waddled over to the area I set up for myself, silently thanking myself for setting it up days ago as well. As soon as I laid down on my back it was time, I gripped the blankets I laid on and started pushing. In a weird way it felt like a relief allowing myself to push. The pain almost subsiding as the rest of my first sons body slid out of me.

I placed him on my bare chest and held him, enjoying the few moments I had before I was forced to push again. The moment was short lived as I bore down and pushed once more, this time a lot easier then first then the first one. After only a few pushes my second son came out of me, I smiled placing him on my chest as well.

Just as I was enjoying the moment, it was ruined as another intense contraction came over me. “What the fuckk?!” I groaned as I was confused, I knew that it wasn’t an immediate process. I was confused still though because it still felt like I was giving birth. I groaned as I reach down, shoving fingers inside my gaping hole when I felt the top of another head.

I was having triplets.

“Oooo, ahhhhh!” I let out a low mild groan as I continued my pushing. I felt the baby go down my birth canal, I groaned and gripped tighter. The baby was even bigger then it’s two brothers, and this one was going to require more effort.

After pushing and pushing, I felt the baby crowning but still stuck in the same place as before. I set my babies down and managed to get myself to my knees. I lifted myself up a little, then began pushing harder this time then other two.

“Ahhhhh!” I groaned as I felt my asshole slowly being stretched by the babies head even further. I took a few moments to breath, before going back to pushing. Finally I felt his head completely come out fully, I moan in pleasure at the huge head being out of me. The rest of him falls out of me with only two pushes.

I laid back down, my three sons laying on my chest.

[xoxotaylynn]

let em' know

two years ago

I already got someone, is what you tell 'em every time That shit ain't up for grabs

I hated parties. but I only came because it was my friends graduation party. she was a year younger than me.

I was sitting around I didnt really talk to these people since they were in a different grade then me and I had already graduated. a random guy came up to me and started flirting with me.

"sorry im already seeing someone" I tell the kid. he looks defeated and walks away

4 months ago

"Chris I cant do this anymore!-" I shouted over the phone "either you're all in or all out!"

"why do you wanna talk to other guys?" he questions

"because Chris. Im twenty I wanna live my life a little" I respond

"you are living. you don't need a random guy to live your life." he argues

"but I need you?" I argue back

"ye-" he starts

"Chris either you're all in or all out. i'm not some toy you can play with. and im not gonna wait for you to come to Boston every time." I tell him

he hesitates "You said this shit would happen..."

I scoff "wow. fuck you Chris! you'll never find no one like me!" I hang up the phone

a few minutes later Nick calls me

"do you know why chris is acting like a bitch right now? hes being really disrespectful to me and Matt but won't say why" nick asks me

"I told him that im not gonna hookup with him anymore.." I tell Nick

"what? why?" nick asks. his brothers found out senior year when they read some messages on Chris' phone one day.

"because even though we arent exclusive he gets mad when I talk to other guys or do anything with a guy but won't let us be exclusive so im done he made the decision to be all out." I explain to Nick

"sounds like chris..sorry he's an asshole" I can hear him frowning

"its alright I'll live" I tell him

present day

"Nick guess what?!" I practically yell when he answers the phone

what??!! are you okay?" he asks worried

"im great! the date I went on? he was SO sweet!! and for the past few weeks we've been talking and I think he might ask me out soon!!" I excitedly tell Nick

"O.M.G thats amazing!! you go girl!!" he cheers me on

we talk for a few more minutes before he lets me go because he had to edit the triplets YouTube video

NICK POV

Chris walks into my room "who were you talking just now?" he asks

"oh just y/n, why?" I ask curiously

"because you were being loud as fuck" he pauses "what'd she say..?"

"umm nothing.." i avoid his eyes

"seemed exciting you were really loud" he pushed for an answer

"she's just been talk to this guy..things are going good.." I mumble

"how good?" he asks

"she thinks he's gonna ask her out soon.." I say quietly

"oh." i can tell he's jealous. probably mad too

he walks out without saying anything else

CHRIS POV

I was LIVID. how could she talk to another guy? like she's mine. well technically not but she is. before I could realize what I was doing I had booked a flight back to Boston for the next day. I pack a bag and the very next day I get an uber to the airport without telling anyone.

MATT POV

it was currently 10am and Chris still hasn't woken up, now thats not unusual for him but he wanted to go to the store today so I told him to be up and ready by 9:30am if he wants me to take him.

"Chris! wake up! its 10am!" I shout through his door. no response I roll my eyes and walk in. he's not in his bed? "Chris you in your bathroom?" I ask I look towards the bathroom but the doors wide open..where the fuck is Chris?

"nick!" I yell

"yeah?" he says as he walks into Chris' room "where's Chris?"

"I was gonna ask you that.."

"so neither of us know where Chris is?" he asks

"check find my iPhone for his location" I tell Nick. he does and gasps "what? where is he?" I ask

"in Boston.." Nick mutters

"what why?" I was VERY confused

"um y/n...is getting serious with this guy..Chris found out.." he mutters

"i'm gonna kill Chris. all this over a girl? like I love y/n we've known her for like ever but only Chris would do this dumb ass shit" I roll m eyes

"I know..i'm gonna call him.." nick walks to the living room

NICK POV

I call Chris and he answers "where the fuck are you?" I ask

"Boston." he replies

"why?" I push

"you know why." he sounds pissed

"she doesn't wanna talk to you." I tell him

"I don't fucking care." he has an attitude

"you don't need to have an attitude with me i'm trying to help" I tell him

"i'm sorry- I just..I cant lose her.." his voice softens

'go get your girl back.."

"I will" he pauses "I'll keep you updated"

"please do..and next time you chase after a girl let us know" I say mostly joking

"there wont be a next time.." Chris tells me

"why is that?" I ask

"because I only want her. no one else"

"Chris if you don't go to her house right now i'm flying to Boston and punching you" I warn him

"alright i'm going bye nick"

"bye Chris be safe" I hang up the phone

CHRIS POV

I uber to her apartment and I was freaking out the entire time. what if she doesn't listen to me? what if this is a waste of my time? what if she doesn't want me back? the uber arrives at her apartment and I get out my hands were sweating I wipe them on my jeans and walk into the apartment building and walk towards her door. I take a deep breath then knock. a minute or two later she answers the door her eyes widen "Chris.." she mutters "what are you doing here?"

"I needed to see you." I tell her

"why?" she asks

"you're talking to another guy?" I ask

"yeah.." she mumbles

"y/n.." I start

"no Chris you made your decision so i'm moving on"

"fuck my decision" I respond immediately

"you can't do this Chris. you cant try to rope me back in the second I move on"

"please y/n..I want all in.." I mutter

"Chris.."

"please" I frown

"promise me you're all in"

"I promise. I'm coming back for good, so let him know you're mine" I tell her

"so you're my boyfriend now?" she asks

"yes" I smile "and you're my girlfriend"

"good" she smiles

"can I kiss you?" I ask

"since when did you ask to kiss me"

"since I wanna do things right this time"

"you can kiss me" I lean in and kiss her. it starts off slow, it was magical.

"god I missed kissing you" I mumble against her lips

"shut up and keep kissing me" and I do, I could kiss her for hours. her lips felt like they molded perfectly against mine. and just like that I got the girl.

tays comments: HI GUYSS so I actually hate this but I wanted to post an actual story for y'all since its been a fat ass minute but I hope you like this one sorry theres no smut I felt like writing a little angst and fluff instead anywho I LOVE YOU GUYS ENJOY BYEEE

[lunawings]

Animaniacs in Concert, 2/17/24 in Bristol, CT

Or, the story of how I ran into Rob Paulsen and immediately threw up.

Not on him, thankfully.

Where to begin? From the beginning, I guess.

I talk a lot about Japanese voice actors on this blog and I have almost no thoughts about American anime dub voice actors (no offense, I just don't know their work). However, if you asked me my favorite American cartoon voice actor, it's Rob Paulsen. I knew his voice before I even knew he existed, and if you ask me, he's one of the most recognizable male voice actors in Saturday morning cartoons.

He's probably most known as being Yakko on Animaniacs, and "half the Ninja Turtles" as he puts it. ("Maybe if I live to 102 I can voice all of them!") I also personally really liked him in The Mask cartoon, I think it's some of his best work. (Even though he was doing Jim Carey, he kind of wasn't at the same time. He made it his own.) But even beyond his leading roles, he just seems to pop up all sorts of places, and it always makes my day when I recognize him as additional voices.

While Japanese voice actors are often young and excessively beautiful people you're supposed to swoon over, 80s/90s American cartoon voice actors aren't... quite... the same. And yet. I sorta do, in a weird way. I mean I've known Rob Paulsen's voice for as long as my brain has been making memories and that's a pretty huge impact on a person. A few years back, I stumbled upon a few videos of him on YouTube attending cons performing Yakko's World and such, and I just loved his personality and energy so much. So, I added seeing him perform someday to my mental list of goals to accomplish if I ever returned to the US.

Fast forward again to the 2020s, the Animaniacs revival comes out on Hulu (I don't care what anyone says I freakin loved it) and I hear he's touring again with Animaniacs in Concert. I looked up the dates and none of them were remotely near me. As I checked back one day, mourning the possible missed opportunity and debating how far I might go, a new show popped up in Bristol, CT. How random, I thought. I checked if it was doable for me, and it was! It wasn't feasible as a day trip, but still doable. And once I saw there was one FRONT ROW SEAT LEFT, the deal was sealed as I quickly bought the ticket and reserved a room at the only hotel I could find in the area, the Bristol Double Tree.

Fast forward to yesterday. I arrived in Bristol just after noon following an uber and FOUR different buses. I'd woken up way too early, I was hungry and tired, and not feeling too great. I decided food would be my first plan of action, and since I didn't quite understand how to order room service (the menu wasn't loading on my phone anyway) and there wasn't anything within walking distance, I decided to just head downstairs and eat at the hotel restaurant/bar.

As I was waiting for my impossible burger and fries, I decided to take off the Yakko's World hoodie I'd been wearing.

I bought it specifically to wear to the show, and I'd already spilled a little coffee on it this morning and didn't want to risk having to wash it again. So I tucked it behind me in the booth.

Shortly after that, another group walked in and sat at the table next to me. An older guy and some ladies. I wasn't paying much attention to them as I thought they were maybe a part of the wedding party I heard was at the hotel. My food came and I focused on that.

But then someone else walked in and joined them. Someone I very much DID recognize. "Oh there you are!" "Hi, I'm Rob!"

The next moment is kind of a blur so I'm not exactly sure whether I jumped a little or if I did the dramatic eyes widen slow turn, but I definitely had some kind of a visible reaction as I looked over to the table. It was then that I locked eyes with who at that moment I first realized was Maurice Lamarche, voice of Brain (from Pinky and the Brain) and many MANY Futurama characters (more than I realized as I learned later). He was the older man I mentioned earlier, and had been sitting there the entire time. And at that moment I thought perhaps he knew everything. (Both the fact that I recognized the new person who had just walked in, and the fact that I hadn't recognized Maurice himself until now.)

So I'm pretty sure I have at least mild prosopagnosia (face blindness) so it is hard for me to recognize people right away.

But there was something I could never fail to recognize, and that was the voice of Rob Paulsen, who was the person who had just walked into the room and joined the table with Maurice.

I'm not sure how they knew the women they were dining with, but they were all catching up, asking them if they were going to the show, etc. I listened a bit as Rob happily talked to them about the impact of the show and its fans. Such as how devoted fans would actually fly in to see them and how the average age of the audience was about 40 (hah ha... not yet but I'm getting there). He even mentioned Tress MacNeille at one point! Maurice was right in my view, but Rob was at an angle where I couldn't see him without turning my head but oh lord it was definitely him.

I had no idea what to do at this point. Do I say something? Do I not? Would it be terrible to just say hi and that I'm looking forward to the show??

I've been to a lot of events with voice actors in the past, especially in Japan, but I still just... cannot handle meeting famous people that I admire. Actually seeing them up close is intense enough, but actually TALKING to them? I don't know how anyone can do it.

I'm reminded of Amari in Idol Land PriPara, that episode where she meets Hibiki...

Yeah, basically me. For the people who visualize in their head while they are reading something, just replace whatever you imagine I look like with Amari and this story will fit very well.

All while this is all racing through my mind, I'm still shoveling french fries into my mouth while trying (and probably failing) to stay calm and act normal (even though I'm pretty sure Maurice is onto me) and I soon realize I've got a couple fries stuck in my throat (as often happens when I'm eating without paying attention, as I'm a very fast eater). I exaggerated a little in my previous post when I said I was choking, but it was hard to swallow and I realized I'd have to sneak off to the bathroom to deal with it without causing any more of a scene. I basically threw my credit card on the table and ran, though (which was dumb in hindsight, but I didn't want anyone to think I was dine-dashing).

In the end, after I came back, I decided to just quietly pay the bill and leave without saying anything, scrunching and hiding my Yakko hoodie the best I could. I didn't want to interrupt them during their private time, and for that reason I didn't try to take any photos or videos either. So I have no proof that this happened but it very much did.

And it made sense, I realized later. I already knew that the Double Tree in Bristol was literally the only hotel in the area, where else would they be!!?

After leaving the table I was so worked up I basically walked straight out of the hotel because I didn't know what else to do and headed to the Carosel Museum of New England where I killed at least two whole hours sitting on a bench looking at intricately carved 100+ year old wooden animals while nursing my exhaustion and caffeine cravings. (The museum isn't that big, I just literally did not know what else to do with myself.)

But I learned that most carousel horses are only decorated on the side that faces the customers. And since they were all hand-carved back then, the opposite side would often be carved by a less experienced carver in training or something. ISN'T THAT NEAT?

I thought that was neat.

Anyway.

Eventually I downed an energy drink I bought from a convenience store as I went on my way to the venue of the show.

I was still super early since I ran out of the hotel super early but there was already a crowd gathered outside. At first I didn't know this was the reason people had gathered, but the first 40 people to line up were eligible to sign up for a "meet-and-greet" with everyone after the show. And when I reached the front of the line, it was still open.

"Sure?" I said, not really fully understanding what I was signing up for. And so I headed inside.

The show opened with Yakko's Universe (SUCH A BEAUTIFUL SONG) and of course closed with Yakko's World as the finale. What came in between was quite random. Despite not being an actual cast member, the real star of the show was composer Randy Rogel. Rob of course voiced Yakko and his other characters, and Randy voiced... almost everyone else haha. Just using his own voice most of the time, but still. He sang as Dot a lot.

And it seemed like he picked the songs they played not necessarily by what songs were popular, but by what songs he and Rob had stories to talk about. For example, they did a bunch of songs from the failed show Histeria when Rob literally broke into tears (he was acting) while talking about how Randy had to actually, physically, go to a library to research the topics he was writing about back in those days. Randy also played an alternate version of the song LA DOT that had sat untouched in a folder for decades.

Rob's voice doesn't sound quite the same as it used to, as anyone who has seen the 2020 Animaniacs series would know, but he can still do it all! And considering he survived throat cancer, and came back to not only work again but sing live!? He sounds amazing!

Maurice Lamarche was also of course a part of the show, and although he only "sang" one song as Brain, his interactions in character as Brain with Rob as Pinky were probably the highlight of the whole show. (They did a whole "Who's on First" sketch talking about what countries to conquer, with Pinky misunderstanding "Hungary", "Turkey" and "Chili".)

Maurice also did a showcase of his voice, including so many other Animaniacs and Futurama characters I had no idea were him, not to mention frikkin Toucan Sam and the narrator of Lexus commercials.

The only thing that disappointed me a little about the show, was they didn't really do anything from the 2020 series, but I guess Randy wasn't as involved with the music in that. So, oh well.

I didn't take many photos/videos during the show, since I wasn't fully sure of the etiquette (still kinda have my Japan brain for these sort of things) and since I was in the front row I wanted to give them my full attention. I think there are plenty of videos online anyway, since at least one segment was one I'd already seen before.

So, after the show ended, people began to line up for the meet-and-greet, and it was then that I fully understood what I had gotten myself into.

Each of us would get about a minute to talk with them individually, get their signature, and get a picture if we wanted. I was really kicking myself for not bringing anything to sign! I really had no idea it would actually be an option! (In the days leading up to the show I had been looking at Rob's website where I noticed he normally charges $60 for an autograph, so I didn't think he would do it for free.)

But more importantly, I realized I was going to have to actually face them. TALK TO THEM. The exact thing I had run away from earlier in the day.

And again, I considered just running away. But I had taken a spot on that list. A spot that could have gone to someone else and it was too late to give away now. So, I told myself, I had to see this through. No matter what.

As the line inched closer I panicked over whether they would recognize me from the hotel or not as I rehearsed in my head over and over again all the things I could say. I was honestly juggling between two or three entire scripts by the time it was finally my turn and when realized... after all that...

I did not need to say anything.

Rob saw my hoodie ("It's me!") so he knew I was there for him, and he knew I was nervous. So he did all the talking. (After all, that is his job. Literally!) He took my hand and complimented my hoodie, my hair, and everything. He said so many nice things about me (I even got a "Hellooooo nurse!") and even broke the ice by introducing me to "his friend the Brain" so I got to shake hands with Maurice as well. (I STILL THINK HE KNEW. So I felt a little awkward then but other than that) it was just such a wonderful interaction. Rob was so nice and kind and I got the impression he really, really cares about his fans.

So I missed out on the autograph, but I did get a picture, and I left the entire experience feeling so warm and fuzzy and oddly complete. Childhood dream achieved.

It took me another four busses and an uber to get home today (I left around 8am, walked into my door after 4...) but it was all very worth it.

I'm mostly at peace with how things turned out, but if I ever get the chance to see them again, at a Comicon or whatever, I'll be sure to bring a Futurama DVD boxset for Maurice to sign and maybe try to acquire an old Animanics or Mask the Animated Series VHS for Rob!

You know, it's pretty ridiculous how easy it is to meet and get signatures from famous voice actors in this country. That almost never happens in Japan. I mean, I'm planning to go to an actual Love Live concert in Japan next month, and here I am oddly depressed I can't fly out to Seattle to see Chiemi and Coco at Sakura-con instead because I might get to actually meet MEET them there haha.

Even though it would be another disaster if I actually did.

Hahah...

[strawberryspeachy]

Partical thanks to the universe but also why you gotta fuck me like that.

I watched some show where the characters made out and I was like UGH PLEASE give me a hot guy to aggressively make out with.

And almost immediately a hot guy talked to me at the club. I talked back.

I hoped he’d take me to a hotel because I don’t bring randoms to my room but he is a student and it didn’t seem like he was exclusively after sex and he never brought up hotel but he asked to to back to my place.

I wanted him to come. Make out with my on my floor because i dont sit in my bed without a shower AND LEAVE

No. He bought some street food. We ate and drank and watched Spiderman on my floor. Then he started cuddling with me. Still no kisses. I wanted to make out.

After a couple hours of him trying to get to my bed we both took showers and got in my bed. We did make out. Thats all I wanted. To make out.

But then he stayed. He slept next to me. Was all cute and shit.

I said no to sex.

But as soon as they start saying sweet shit to me and reminding me how much I want someone in bed next to me I’m fucked.

And he stayed. And stayed. And stayed.

We came to my room around 5:30. Got in my bed around 7:30.

Also he left my fucking shower running. He used my expensive shampoo. And he used my conditioner i brought back from the states 😡

I thought he’d leave in the morning. Nope.

Surely he’ll leave in the afternoon. Nope.

I guess he’s waiting something out and will leave around 4. Nope.

He started looking for uber eats.

I started thinking. Wow! He must actually really like me. He’s staying for a long time. I guess we’ll spend the night together.

Then he decides after he orders food that he’ll go home and eat with his family at 6:20

Like i thought he’d leave when I said no to getting in my bed. And I kinda expected him to leave while I was in the shower.

I kept expecting him to leave and the second i thought he’d stay- he left

I wanted to make out. That’s all. Now I’ve caught feelings. That’s not what I wanted.

ESPECIALLY because after he told me he was going out with only his male friends a day later and that he would message me a lot.

I saw him with a girl. He says thats his friend but. Ehem. And he doesn’t message

Now his story is that he was too drunk (from fucking 6 to 4?!?! No.) he doesn’t remember what happened. He wasn’t himself because he was drunk. He doesn’t like to message or hang out pretty much at all.

WHAT THE FUCK UNIVERSE.

[vodka-redbull-daily]

December 1st, 2023

Today was the day of the party, but I had planned to meet up with J-- early on in the day. since it already plan to take the day off work, I wasn't that bothered by waking up super early. I was up at like 10:00 a.m. because we had been texting last night and he said he was going to send me an Uber to come get me at 10:30. I explained to him that I didn't have a car. We've established this all the night before, but by the time I walk to the little grocery store that I had agreed to have him send the Uber to, it seemed like he completely forgotten all about it. he sent me a text asking if I still want to hang out that day almost at the exact same time the owner of the mechanic shop called me and told me I need to come down immediately to sign some paperwork. He told me he wasn't even going to look at the car unless I came right that second and was kind of pissed that I got in the car dropped off last night. not sure what he wanted me to do with it until then, but I told J-- to wait a minute and got an Uber to the mechanic shop.

 when I got there, I explained to them I was happening with the car and was quickly told that what I was talking about was impossible. I guess I'm just too stupid to know what the fuck was happening with my own car. I fucking hate mechanics. I have never had one that doesn't act like a complete dickwad. anyways, we went out to the car and of course it started acting normally. it does this word acts normally at first and then suddenly get all shaky and crazy and it won't go about 45 miles an hour. not to mention the steering issues I was having with it last night. I explained to him that it doesn't happen every single time I turn on the car but he cut me off and told me to just open the hood. I did that and him and his little buddy,  I guess maybe his Apprentice I have no clue,  looked under the hood for about 3 seconds. then, he came over and said that the car was too complicated for him work on. he basically said “ good luck fucker”  and told me to take the car off his lot.

 I told W---- about what had happened and how much of a dick that guy had been, but just drove the car back to my place. there was a really much I was like I do at that point. we agreed that I could drive the car up to his place for the party tonight and he would be able to find a mechanic that was actually for real going to work out instead of just being an asshole. better than nothing, but that means that I would be without a car for several days probably.

 after I get home, I explained to J-- that I could come over now so I sent an Uber to come pick me up. it was an hour long Uber drive and I hadn't brought any headphones since I recently thrown mine in the washer accidentally. I tend to leave them in the pockets of my clothes which means that they get fucked up in the washing machine. I didn't want to waste any of my phone battery just in case, so I was just kind of staring out the window for the full hour drive.  he lives really far away, really back behind some Lakes and tucked away in the corner of nothing. it looks a lot like retirement homes, which made sense cuz he was old as fuck.

 when I got there, I just kind of walked up this random set of stairs I found which I guess led to the back door. there were these huge glass windows and he came up and opened the door for me. he didn't look anything like his pictures. very skinny, very ugly. I think he might have also been on drugs or something cuz he seemed incredibly Spacey and was running around and couldn't keep one thought in his head at a time. I came in and sat down on the couch and he almost immediately asked if it would be okay if he could just pay me $100 and then send me back. apparently there was something going on with his kid in the school and he said that he couldn't focus on having sex and dealing with this at the same time. honestly, not that big a deal to me. more than a waste of time than anything else.

 what sucked about it though is that I had to sit with him the entire time while I was waiting for the Uber to show up. and J-- was so fucking disgusting. he had this big can of jelly beans I was just sitting on the counter and he would grab handfuls of them at a time and shove them in his mouth. that by itself wasn't that bad, But every time he chewed it sounded like somebody was slamming their fist into the counter. it was so loud and he chewed with his mouth open and it was so wet and Squishy but at the same time sounded like wooden teeth were cracking together. as far as I know he did have one teeth. it was so loud and so gross. not to mention he constantly had drool running out of the side of his mouth whether he was eating or not. I was honestly completely Disgusted and honestly so happy that I wasn't going to have to kiss him or make out with him or pretend to enjoy having sex with him.

 the Uber driver finally showed up, thankfully, but it was another fucking old man who couldn't figure out how to work his gps. he kept yelling at his phone and smacking the dashboard is if that was going to help. he also kept arguing with it, kept asking me whether we were going the right direction, and kept cutting people off. I'm surprised I didn't die on the hour-long Uber that it took to come home. I blocked J-- on everything immediately after because I am not going to be spending any more time with that drooling, saggy, ugly-ass mother fucker.

[dyingdreams3]

Dream No.5 (1-28-23)

After re-reading these, I genuinely have to ask myself, how did you think that this was normal? Then I remember that it was my subconscious not wanting me to know that I was dreaming. These dreams are far beyond what is part of my typical day, so that must be the only logical explanation. After experiencing those dreams, I did multiple reality checks today, just to really set the habit for myself, and I fully believe it will work tonight.

There’s no common theme with these dreams (as far as I can see), just some stuff from my daily life that I focused on before bed. aka Vincent……….

I purchased the new game Hogwarts legacy and  i some how found and i for some reason cut off his finger but the friends looking around he castle when we got to the dungeon and blaze tried to kill me and Draco but blaze then turned into my window personified and cut his finger and killing Draco and flying off

I went to the park with Kylo and gave him some food and water. I was waiting on my Uber to pick us up. When this really cute guy came over with his dog and started talking to me.. He had light brown hair, a stuffy beard, and a brown dog as well. He let the dogs share food and water and started talking to me. he asked me on a date, but then I told him that I couldn’t because I had to go home, and I had to go home because of something really important (I was having an allergic reaction) . I told him that I would love to go on a date and I asked him when I would see him again. He said I’ll be here tomorrow. I said in the park.. after that I grabbed all my stuff to Kylo to the car and that’s when I got sick basically, and then it kind of changed perspective and I wasn’t her anymore. Some mother was freaking out and was like get her into the Uber. she’s dying and the Uber will drive her to the hospital. The hospital wasn’t far and once we arrived there I woke up.

I was playing a simulation game where I had to kill a monster and I killed him and I took off the VR headset, and I was at some other place. It was a very big mansion, and I remember thinking that it was Vincent‘s house, but I realized that I had to takeoff my headset again to get back to his house because he was throwing a party. It is a virtual mansion and I wanted to hang out with him so I took it off and I went to his house and instead of it being Vincent there it was Gianna and her little brother and her little brother was trying to flirt with me but I really really don’t like him because he’s a way too young be not Vincent and see weird p.m. we were talking and then we decided that we were gonna go to Vons and get some snacks breakfast and food and there was a random guy there asking me to get him stuff We could .

[landosgirl97]

Kissing Strangers - Drew Starkey

Warnings: angst, alcohol

You and Drew have been friends for years. You guys had auditioned for roles together a few times and at one point exchanged numbers. When Drew got casted for a new show with Netflix, he immediately called to see if you had gotten one too.  “Congrats Drew! Which part did you get?” “I’m playing Rafe Cameron! Did you get it too?” You paled. “Yeah actually… I play your love interest…” “Awesome! Now I’ll have tons of scenes with my best friend! I’m so excited!” you felt your heart drop. Best friends is not what you wanted to hear. “Yeah! This will be so much fun! Well, I’ve got to go pack for the flight but I’ll see you soon!” You both said your goodbyes and hung up. You buried your head into your pillow and let out a scream. This was going to get interesting. 

You and Drew had been on set filming for weeks now and today was the scene that you knew would be the hardest for you. This is the first time you and Drew kiss during a scene. “Action!” you heard from the background. “Listen Rafe. I can’t keep doing this with you. I can’t keep up this act of being your little secret. If you’re really that ashamed of me, maybe we shouldn’t be together.” “You know it’s not like that. It’s just my dad. I promise, we will tell everyone soon. Okay?” Rafe said. He walked closer to you, moving a strand of hair behind your ear and placing a hand on your face. He slowly leaned in until your lips brushed against each other. He made eye contact with you just before your lips met completely. Your breath caught in your throat. So this is what his lips taste like? You were intoxicated by him. So much so that you almost missed them calling cut. “Good job today guys! You’re dismissed. Enjoy your evening.” Jonah told you. You headed off to your trailer but not before Drew caught up to you. “Hey! So me and the rest of the cast are going out as usual. You want to come?” You really weren’t feeling it, but after that scene, you needed to get your mind off of him. “Sure. I’ll go change and meet you at your trailer.” “Okay, see you later bestie!” you cringe. Bestie. Ouch.

 You and the crew were out at the club like you did most nights when you weren’t filming. You were used to this routine by now, show up, get drunk, make out with a random stranger, go home. Same thing every day. It’s not that you were into any of them, you were just trying to find someone who elicited the same reaction from you as Drew. So far, you’d been unsuccessful. Tonight though, you were more determined than ever. Usually you knew your limits when it came to alcohol, but you threw caution to the wind as you took your eighth shot of the night. At this point, it didn’t even burn going down anymore. You stumbled your way out to the middle of the dance floor and started to move your hips to the beat. You didn’t care that you were alone. You knew someone would come join you, and you were correct. A blonde haired man came up behind you and grabbed your hips. You’d lost count of how many men you had kissed, but you didn’t care anymore. Just as you were turning around in his arms to face him, you felt someone else grab your bicep. “C’mon Y/N. Let’s get you back home.” you look up to see Drew standing there.”No. I’m fine here thank you.” You reply, turning back to the stranger. “I wasn’t asking.” He detaches you from the stranger and starts walking you toward your group of friends waiting by the door. “Want us to take her?” Madelyn asked. “No. I’ll take her. Something’s off and I’ve got to figure it out.” he replied. 

You hopped in the Uber and he dropped everyone off at their separate locations. You and Drew were the last to go since you lived in the same building. He tipped the driver and helped you to your room. “Thank you. Goodnight.” You say, going to shut the door. Drew stops it and walks past you into your apartment. You shut the door behind him. “What’s your deal?” he asked. “What exactly do you mean?” you asked. You walked to your refrigerator to grab a bottle of water to help you sober up some more. You were already sobering up, but you felt like you did not need a hangover in the morning. “Why did you get so drunk? Why were you all over those guys? That’s not like you.” You scoff. “I literally do it everytime we go out Drew. What do you mean.” You ask. “Yeah but it’s never been this bad. I don’t understand.” “I can’t keep kissing strangers and pretending they’re you!” It was out of your mouth before you could stop it. You felt yourself turn red as you redirected your eyes to the floor. “Wait. What? This is because of me?” You decided to just nod instead of saying anything else. “Wow Y/N/N, but i can’t say I feel the same way. You’re my best friend and I don’t want to lose that. I’m sorry.” You feel tears start to well up in your eyes as you nod your head, still looking at the floor. “I understand. I think I’m going to go sleep this off. Goodnight Drew.” you say. He just pats you on the shoulder and sees himself out. You walked to the door to lock it behind him. Once it is locked, you sink to the floor and finally let the tears fall. Maybe a hangover isn’t the worst thing in the world anymore.

[litgwritersroom]

Ok so ik this is random but as I doubt we are getting a reunion I have this vision of Mc and Angie going to the reunion but it’s karaoke don’t ask me why and they sing say you’ll be there by spice girls

SAY YOU'LL BE THERE

Angie/MC - 2300+ words - @crimswnred

One year after winning the show, Angie and Hazel go to a karaoke reunion party with the other former islanders!

read more about Angie and Hazel here:

You can hear it in the silence | You can feel it on your way home | You can see it with the lights out | You are in love. True love.

Angie squeezed Hazel's hand, the same one that had the friendship bracelet she did for her so long ago circling her wrist. By now, she was used to the format of their hands together and how soft Hazel's hands were in comparison to hers. She was an artist, after all. She had soft hands, a lovely heart and a sharp mind that always amazed Angie.

"We are almost there," Hazel whispered to Angie, her words sounding like sweet music in her ears.

Angie turned to Hazel, her eyes sparkling with the borderline lights of the streets and her freckles hiding in the dark of the night. Her long, brunette hair fell down her back like cascades, nothing like the short strands that stubbornly escaped Angie's hairdo. In every way Angie was flawed, Hazel was perfect.

How they ended up together was beyond her.

When they won the reality show, the 50 thousand pounds and their 15 seconds of fame, Angie felt like the real prize was Hazel. How did she find someone so supportive, a best friend and a lover in the same person? Someone she could trust with her life and tell her secret – the deep shit that she only would share with her sisters. She was luckier than most, she knew that. And god, how she appreciated it.

Loving Hazel was so easy that it came to her like second nature. Now, being a year and a few months together, Angie was sure she couldn't love anyone else. At least not so honest and real like she loved Hazel. 

"Can't wait to see everyone else," Angie smiled at Hazel as if she held the world in her hands.

"Me neither." 

The Uber driver turned around the corner, stopping in front of the karaoke bar Kelly had rented for them. She had barely stayed more than 20 minutes in the show but she was the one most enthusiastic about the reunion. "We should rent the entire bar," she had suggested on the group chat and they just went with it.

But now, looking at the empty establishment, it did look a little exaggerated.

Hazel and Angie hopped out of the car, Hazel's black sparkly mini skirt shined against the place's neon lights and she looked so beautiful with her spaghetti strap black top tucked inside of it. Angie had tried her best to match her, with dark trousers and a white buttoned-up shirt also tucked in, but she would never look so beautiful. No one could.

"Angie! Hazel!" They heard a voice as they got closer.

Kelly eagerly hugged them, squealing with absolute joy. She had a pink glowing tiara on the top of her head that weirdly matched her blue velvet dress that accentuated her eyes. She broke the hug, still smiling at them.

"Oh my god, I'm so glad you came!" She looked between them. "Come on, come on, everyone is already here! We are just waiting for you guys and Kobi!"

Angie doubted Kobi would ever show up. For the last few months – after a long time of healing and therapy – Kobi had been taking Angie's younger sister, Aparna, to different dates and now, even if Angie thought it to be strange at first, they looked stronger than most couples she knew. 

She guided them inside, talking non-stop about how her bakery had taken off and that she would love to visit their flat one day, if they were up to that, of course. When they finally met the rest of the islanders – who were all clustered on a corner that evidenced how empty the bar was even more – she clapped her hands.

"Let's start this party, everyone!"

The islanders greeted both Angie and Hazel with warm smiles and sweet words. At least, almost all of them.

Thabi and James – the couple Hazel and Angie saw the most after the end of their season – kissed their cheeks and hugged them tightly. Cora and Najuma – who looked cosier side to side than the last time Angie had seen them – also greeted them energetically, as well as Hazeem, Will, Youcef, Valentina and Tom.

Lexi, Juliet and Tiffany were a little bit less friendly about it but polite anyway. Angie could understand why Lexi and Juliet would be more distant but she didn't expect the cold shoulder from Tiffany. They were not the best of friends in the Villa but they kept a good relationship until the end.

But Bruno barely looked at them. Angie knew he was still hurting over the fact Hazel had ditched him after the #DylanGate (also known by some as her #LesbiHonest moment which was funny, but that was not the point) but she couldn't believe he would still be bitter about it.

It's been a year, mate, get a hold of yourself.

Kelly clapped again, this time being sure she got their attention, and she jumped onto the stage, grabbing the microphone. "Ok, if no one else wants to go first, I'll do the honours."

She grabbed the little tablet over one of the speakers and scrolled on it. Angie sat down with Hazel, hugging her waist and bringing her closer, the familiar summer scent and peachy skin making her feel comfortable.

"Oh!" Kelly exclaimed on the stage. "This one is perfect!"

A familiar melody started playing on the speakers and next to Angie, Hazel clapped to the song, hyping up Kelly the best she could. The song's lyrics started to show behind her as a projection of the karaoke machine in front of her.

"I come home in the morning light my mother says when you're gonna live your life right? Oh mommy dear, we're not the fortunate ones. And girls, they wanna have fun, oh, girls just wanna have fun." 

Kelly sang, spinning around with the microphone in her hands as the islanders giggled and clapped along. She got closer to Hazel, pointing her mic at her to sing the next part.

Hazel laughed, hanging her head back and clapping her hands like she always did when she was embarrassed. She shook her head but Kelly only nodded with a grin and pushed the mic further. 

"The phone rings in the middle of the night," Hazel sang, her voice so beautifully in tune that would leave a bird envious. "My father asks what you gonna do with your life? Oh daddy, dear, you know you're still number one but girls, they wanna have fun. Oh, girls just wanna have fun."

The islanders clapped again, Kelly going back to the middle of the stage, twirling around and laughing as she sang the rest of the song. Angie leaned forward, whispering to Hazel's ear: "Your voice is so fucking beautiful."

Hazel smiled at her, scrunching her nose and shaking her head slightly as she slipped her hand to Angie's. God, what did she do to have her by her side? Because she would do it again and again and again just to have her forever.

They watched as Kelly jumped across the stage screaming the words to "Girls Just Wanna Have Fun" at the top of her lungs in an insanely high pitch that somehow fitted her. It wasn't the best karaoke performance Angie had ever seen but it was fun enough to make her glad she came.

"I'll sing something for you then!" Hazel giggled and walked to Kelly.

Angie could feel her cheeks burning slightly as the eyes of the other islanders studied her reaction but she kept her eyes glued to her. The love of her life.

The beat dropped and Angie flipped her hair to the side, making the islanders clap and shout. She smiled, spying on the karaoke machine as she also tried to eye Angie. Her hand raised a bit, just like her face, and now it felt like she was singing just for Angie.

Hazel smiled as the words fell out of her mouth in sweet tones and melody. "Never had so much faith in love or miracles. Never wanna put my heart on the line. But swimming in your water's something spiritual. I'm born again every time you spend the night. 'Cause your sex takes me to paradise, yeah, your sex takes me to paradise and it shows, yeah, yeah, yeah. 'Cause you make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven…"

"For too long…" the islanders sang back. 

Like one of the hundred stars in the sky, Hazel sparkled as she danced around the stage, giggling between words as her sweet voice echoed inside the karaoke bar. It was safe to say every single one of the islanders were mesmerised by her voice and performance.

After Hazel was done with her song and watched everyone applauding her with starry eyes, Angie was sure that, if she could ask Hazel to be her girlfriend again, she would.

"Did you like it?" Hazel asked as soon as she sat down next to Angie. She looked tired, but the smile on her face was priceless.

"I loved it," Angie answered in a whisper, kissing her on the cheeks, not minding if she was sweaty from all the jumping on stage. "I love you."

"I love you too."

After that, it was song after song. Lexi and Hazeem sang an interesting version of Total Eclipse of The Heart – and Angie still couldn't see how they were still trying to date but Hazeem looked happy and Lexi looked… better – right after Hazel and Thabi tried her luck with a very sweet Taylor Swift song that Angie didn't know the name of.

Bruno did an off-key version of I Will Always Love You that stung Angie a bit, especially because he kept looking over their table. She tried to ignore it but it was clear as the sky that he meant something with it and Valentina must have noticed it too because she sang her Dua Lipa song very angrily.

When it was Angie's turn, she decided to put herself a little more out there for Hazel. She fiddled through the song list, trying to see if one of them would catch her eyes and suddenly she stumbled across the perfect song. 

She took a deep breath and pressed play.

"She plays the fiddle in an Irish band but she fell in love with an English bird, kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand. Said, baby, I just wanna dance."

"Oh, no!" She heard Hazel laughing from their table and smiled. She knew her girlfriend would love it, after all, Hazel was a Galway Girl herself. Angie wanted to sing it while looking at her but she had to keep an eye on the lyrics. God, that was a fast song.

"I met her on Grafton street right outside of the bar, she shared a cigarette with me while her brother played the guitar. She asked me: what does it mean, the Gaelic ink on your arm? Said it was one of my friend's songs, do you want to drink on?"

The islanders started to clap along, following the beat that came from all the speakers. Angie was now singing louder, getting more and more comfortable with the lyrics. 

"She took Hazeem as a chaser, Tom for the fun. She got Youcef on the table with Willem riding a shotgun. Chatted some more, one more drink at the bar. Then put Van on the jukebox, got up to dance."

Angie could hear them laughing as she went on. When the song was over, everyone was clapping again and Hazel was standing, wolf-whistling with her cheeks painted in pink. 

The night kept going like that as the islanders drank and chatted about their lives. Will was having another exposition that weekend, Valentina was constantly being called by brands, James got a deal to publish his new romance and Kelly was finally leaving the little town she lived in. There were more songs and cheers throughout the night but neither Angie nor Hazel sang again.

That's until Kelly asked them to get on the stage.

"Pleaseeeeee," Kelly pouted. 

"It's getting late, Kels, we should go home…" Angie said, averting her pleading eyes.

"Don't be like that, Anj!" Hazel told her, hugging her arm. "We should do a duet, all the couples did."

This was all Thabi and James' fault that just had to do a redemption of Barbie Girl by Aqua together, triggering the couples to all do their own duets.

And how could Angie ever tell Hazel "no." Have you seen Hazel? It was impossible to say no to her!

"Fine," Angie tried to sound mad but God, how could she ever? Instead, she bit down a smile.

"C'mon, we are doing Spice Girls!"

They stood in front of the karaoke machine side by side, hand to hand. Angie took a deep breath as the first lyrics for the song started showing on the screen.

"Oh, say you'll be there, I'm giving you everything, all that joy can bring, this I swear, ow," they sang together as Hazel squeezed her hand.

She turned to face Angie, her microphone in her hands as the words to the song slipped out of her lips as if she had written them herself. "Last time that we had this conversation. I decided we should be friends, yeah. But now, we're going 'round in circles. Tell me will this déjà vu never end? No!" 

Angie felt the rhythm taking over her body as she moved side by side in sync with the song. "And now you tell me that you're falling in love. Well, I never ever thought that would be, hey. This time, you gotta take it easy. Throwing far too much emotions at me."

With a smile so big she couldn't hold it back, Angie turned to face her girlfriend. "But any fool can see they're falling."

"I gotta make you understand…"

The song went on and on, Angie's heartbeat syncing with it as the words became a sort of oath between them. All the love they felt for each other embraced them in their own little personal bubble and suddenly, there was no one else in the bar, in the world.

All there were was Hazel, Angie and their love for each other.

[mountswhore]

𝐝𝐨𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 — jesse lingard

summary: jesse was afraid to lose you, but you have to reassure him that his money and fame mean nothing to you.

notes: requests are open, ask away!

for @bite-me-en-la-boca

Jesse was afraid to lose you, as simple as that. He wasn’t blind to the double takes people do when you walk past them, or the comments from men at the club when they pass. You were stunning — and Jesse knew that, along with everyone else.

Even his own friends would make little comments, obviously they knew they wouldn’t act on it, so did he, but his girlfriend was wanted by even his closest mates. It definitely made him hold onto you a little tighter. Whenever you’d visit him at training, or go to an event with him, he’d keep you close and constantly shower you in affection, so everybody knew you were his.

The Instagram comments were the worst, not only would his be littered with ‘she’s fit’ or ‘lucky man’, but yours were so vivid that you’d refuse to open them. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t scroll through them every once in a while to see what people were saying, only to return to you a while later with a heavy heart.

The whole of the UK male population were after you, which is why tonight was the worst for Jesse. You were celebrating Marcus’ birthday, and it was completely unlike him to want to go clubbing, but you both agreed anyway.

Jesse watched with a sick feeling in his stomach, almost feeling the need to grab his phone and text his best friend that he was too sick to go. And keep you at home. He knew what tonight would be like, he knew that someone would make a comment, or give you a suggestive glance, and it would ruin his night.

“How do I look?” You asked, smiling innocently up at your boyfriend. Even with heels on, he towered over you. Jesse pushed his negative thoughts to the side to compliment you.

“Wow. Where’s Y/N gone?” He asked, holding your hand and twirling you around slowly. You met his eyes once again with a pout, and Jesse kissed it away. There was never a day he didn’t compliment you on your beauty.

“Real funny. Are you ready?”

“Do I look ready?” Jesse countered, standing back from you and showing off his smart casual attire. You laughed and smoothed the fabric of his shirt down, smiling up at him. He looked back down at you with so much love in his eyes, you’d forget he was hiding his intrusive thoughts behind those eyes.

The pair of you left, getting an Uber to the club you were supposed to arrive at 20 minutes ago. Marcus was waiting inside, sitting in a booth with a few other United boys. The second Marcus spotted you, he moved out of the booth to greet you both.

“Jess,” Marcus spoke, pulling his best friend into a hug, “how’ve you been?”

Jesse just nodded, watching his attention divert from him to you. He squeezed you tightly and almost lifted you from your feet. He knew Marcus would never betray him like that, no matter how hot you were. He trusted Marcus entirely, but it was just adding fuel to the fire. Jesse felt tense from the moment he entered the club, the boys greeting you and having a laugh with you. It was off-putting, he just wanted to go home and watch your rubbish tv. He’d sit through hours of it if it meant you weren’t here getting preyed on.

Throughout the night, you’d had shot after shot, begging Jesse to dance with you an hour in. And he was keeping you close to him, eyes watching intently as you swayed your hips onto him. Your eyes were on him the entire time, not paying mind to the people around you. Jesse so badly wanted to enjoy this moment with you, but those eyes surrounding you were slowly pushing him over the edge.

“What the fuck are you staring at?” He snapped, causing a small space to form between the pair of you. You stepped back in shock, staring at your boyfriend who angrily stared at the people surrounding you.

His eyes had found yours again, but you were gone. You’d approached the booth Marcus was sitting at, wedging between him and Jadon, a frown on your face.

“What happened, Y/N?” Marcus questioned, an arm around your shoulder as you looked visibly upset. You saw Jesse sat at the bar now, head in his hands with a drink in front of him.

“He just shouted in front of everyone, it’s so embarrassing.” You stated, folding your arms and stealing a drink from the table. You didn’t know who the victim of the stolen drink was, quite frankly, you didn’t care. Jesse had bursted his anger in front of everyone, and even though it wasn’t directed at you, it still embarrassed you.

The next half hour was torture, you were slowly losing your buzz and the night was becoming boring. You were sandwiched between the two boys, and they refused to let you have any more drinks. Jesse was still sulking at the bar, but you didn’t care. You’d let him sulk there for the remainder of the evening, if need be.

“Guys, I think I might head home,” you mentioned, standing up and wiggling over the line of boys, “I’m super tired now.” You waved sweetly at Marcus, wishing him one more ‘happy birthday’ before you were leaning against the wall and waiting for your Uber.

Jesse looked back at the booth, wondering which boy had an arm around you this time, but you were gone. The space between Marcus and Jadon that you occupied had now disappeared. His eyes frantically searched the dance floor, but you were nowhere to be seen. It was only then that he started to regret shouting. He could lie and say he didn’t know what came over him, but he did know. He was jealous.

“She’s gone home.” Marcus spoke into his friend’s ear, patting him on the shoulder. It eased Jesse’s thoughts a little, but he still felt horrible. Jesse had gotten an Uber home not long after you, finding the house completely dark apart from your shared bedroom.

You were tucked into bed, Netflix in the background as you scrolled through your phone. You could see Jesse standing in the doorway, but didn’t acknowledge him as he walked in and sat on your side of the bed. His hand rested on the lump in the duvet that was your leg, waiting for you to say something. But you didn’t.

“I’m sorry.” He blurted out, his voice soft with guilt. You didn’t even react, you just kept scrolling. “Really, I am. I’m sorry for ruining your night.”

“It’s done now, you need to go to bed. You have Hope tomorrow.” You replied, a lack of emotion in your voice. He knew you loved when Hope was round, the pair of you got on immensely. But you seemed bored now. Bored of listening to him. You had gotten out of bed and left the room, wandering downstairs to distract yourself with something else.

“It’s not done, babe.” Jesse spoke, following your footsteps as you turned into the kitchen. You stood at the counter, grabbing a coffee pod from your cupboard and beginning to make yourself a coffee.

“What else do you want to say, Jesse?” You argued calmly, Jesse almost jumping at the mention of his name. It was always silly pet names, never his name. He could see by the look on your face that you were over this, you were tired, grumpy, getting slightly hungover.

“I know I should never have shouted like that, in front of everyone,” he spluttered, alcohol still in his system. His words were not stringing together very well, which presented a bad case on his behalf, “the last thing I wanted to do was hurt you because of my own insecurities.”

Jesse wasn’t the type to show his insecurities to anyone, not even you at times, but you knew they were there. He was stuck in the mindset of sweeping them away, out of sight and out of mind. You wanted to badly to help him work through them like he did with yours, but he’d never disclose what was bothering him. You turned to look at him, the argument long forgotten now as you wanted this to be the chance he finally opens up.

“What insecurities, Jess?” You wondered, slowly approaching him. Your small hands held his cheeks, you could’ve sworn you’d seen a glint in his eyes.

He shook his head, the window now closed. The opportunity for the pair of you to sit down and talk about what bothered him, it was gone. You were back to pretending not to see his tensed jaw and white knuckles from squeezing his fist together. You sat at the island in defeat, your headache prominent now.

Jesse’s hand fell upon your shoulder, your eyes meeting once again. Your face contorted as a tear fell from your eye, Jesse now going into full on panic mode. He sat beside you, pulling you into his chest and holding you close. You could hear his heart pounding in his chest, you weren’t the only one who wished he could say how he felt.

“How are we ever going to move forward together if I don’t know how you’re feeling?” You asked honestly, holding his bare arm and pulling it close to you. There would always be this barricade stopping you from moving forward, his insecurities stopping you both from being able to talk to each other.

Jesse pulled away from you, his fingers fiddling with the expensive ring on your finger. He’d gifted it to you on your two-year anniversary, it was a beautiful night. “I just get jealous. I see your Instagram comments, and mine. I see the way random men look at you on the street, in the club, in the fucking supermarket. Even the boys are always complimenting you, being touchy with you. It might sound stupid and it might seem like it’s nothing, but it makes me fucking jealous.”

“You know I’d never do that to you,” you turned to Jesse, now clutching his hand tightly, “you’re the only one I want.”

“I know that, love. I have been fucked around before, girls always go after my money and my name. You don’t even shoo these boys away. It’s like you enjoy their attention.” Jesse accused, his tone still soft with you. He never raises his voice with you, and you never have with him.

This comment hurt you, your waterline burned with tears once again, hearing your boyfriend even fathom these ideas. “I don’t pay these boys any mind. You’re the only one I want attention from, I barely give the rest of them a second glance. And I’m sorry that your friends are touchy with me, I just give them lots of hugs and squeezes because they’re your friends, I want them to like me. I know how important they are to you. So they’re important to me.”

Even though Jesse thought you liked the attention, and wanted him for his name and wealth, even though it deeply pained you for him to think these things of you, you kept it cool. He was hurting, these were his insecurities. You looked up at him, giving him your infamous doe eyes, the ones he fell for in the first place.

“If I only wanted you for your wealth and name, I wouldn’t bother with Hope. I love that girl, she’s my best friend. I’d do anything for her,” Jesse smiled at your comment, his hand smoothing over your cheek, “I wouldn’t bother with your family, I wouldn’t call them up everyday asking how they are. I wouldn’t bother with your career, making sure your training kit is washed and you have appropriate lunch.” You emphasised the word appropriate, as Jesse would sometimes leave with just one of Hope’s lunchables, or just a yoghurt.

Jesse let out a laugh, both hands now holding your face close to his. “Thank you. I’m sorry for doubting you.”

“I won’t take your name when we get married, just to prove that I’m not in it for fame and wealth,” you admitted, a smile on your face, “I don’t know how you do it if I’m honest, you can’t even walk around the shop without someone approaching you. It’d get on my nerves.”

“Of course you’re gonna take my name,” Jesse cooed, kissing the bridge of your nose and looking down at you once more, “and you better get used to it, because I’m not giving you up.” He held you tight to him, the both of you still reeking of alcohol and the coffee long forgotten.