#and he just went ‘shut up bitch like hell you cant’

[skenpiel]

auuahhghhh. fpr some reason i couldnt sleep at all. so i went to see my psychologist on 0 hours of sleep and also funny thing he told me, verbatim, “shut up, bitch!” while mimicking a backhanded slap. and the best thing is when i say verbatim i mean he literally said that in english kdjskdbvsmnf

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

waiting for ur reaction/opinions on the new mha leaks queen

BRO. BITCH. SIS. MY SIBLING IN CHRISTTT. IF YOU HAD SEEEN THE LOOK ON MY FACE LMFAO I SAW THEM THE MOMENT I OPENED THE APP I WAS ON THE TOILET😭.

hiatus will not stop me from writing about my man EVERT.🙅🏾‍♀️ he looks soso good omg i cant really i like that he looks just as squishy as he did before LMFAOO my stinkie i love him sm,, AND THE FACT HE GOT HIS CARD SIGNED SHUT THE FUCK UP????? Im SICK.

i was a little saddened to see he wasnt in the top ten tho :(( but im thinkin they didnt immediately become like top heroes at 18 so they’d maybe have to go intern somewhere else before going pro and maybe only went solo recently, hence why he’s a bit lower, but all in all still so cool hes so cool i luv him sm (hell always be n1 in my heart and its all leaks we’ll have to see when the chap comes out :3 !!)

btw i saw a comment (that was most likely false ion know cus some ppl r so gullible) that hes married ?? Highly doubt it cus one if he it would be to me and two hes a fuckign loser lol highly doubt it BUT ANYWAYS MY. MAN MY MAN HE LUH MEEEEE😭😭😭😭😭🙏🏾🙏🏾

[kining-the-evil]

Can i request a James Wilson x f!reader where they’re married and the reader takes the place of House in the episode where he gets shot.

Heartbeat

Summary: Nothing brings a fighting couple together like a life threatening event

Warnings: being shot, arguing between reader and Wilson, angst, house being a bitch, reader is House’s sister

“I really don’t know what you want y/n,” James mumbled through his hands. His desk was a mess, something that always drove you crazy. The entire time you’d known the man you went out of your way to clean it and eventually he got used to it, even poking fun at you when you did. Today would not include that sort of teasing.

“You know exactly what I want, you just don’t want to actually do it.” You argued back. This was the third time James had stayed at the hospital over night, except last night he didn’t stay here. He went to your brothers.

“I- I had work to get done-“

“Thats what you were at Greg’s?” You watched as his face morphed slightly. He knew you’d caught him in his lie.

“He told you?”

“No. I was tired of sleeping in an empty apartment so I went to see my brother. Your car was parked out front.” The silence made the room feel heavy, and your husband was looking everywhere but at you.

“I don’t… i didn’t mean…I was going to come home. But…I just ended up there,” he attempted to explain.

“Thats why you told me you wouldn’t be home before I went home?” He didnt answer, fully aware it was a rhetorical question. “Its nice to know we are no longer in the ‘honeymoon phase.’ How else was I ever going to know when you were going to start trying to make me ex wife number 4?”

“Thats a low blow.”

“No, its a low blow for others. For your wife, its a perfectly reasonable concern!” He finally pushed himself away from his desk to stand up, reacting to how your voice was raising.

“Please just, calm down for a moment.”

“I have been calm! How many times have I defended shit you do? How many times have I forgiven you!” You yelled at him. “You promised you would be better this time!”

James just stared at you. It could have been because he didn’t know what to say, or because you’d never yelled at him like this; but you didn’t really care.

“You know what James, if you want to be like this then you can stay at Greg’s house for a while. I don’t want to see you.”

You didnt wait for an answer this time, simply leaving his office in a huff. Your next stop was your brothers office so you could chew him out.

“Gregory House!” You yelled, throwing the door open. All three of his lackeys turned to look at you while Greg made a face.

“Full name, that cant be good.”

“Why the hell did you not tell me?”

“Tell you what?” you gave him a look, making him sigh. “I assume you just got done yelling at Wilson?”

“I told him he could stay with you for a while, seeing as you didn’t have an issue with it last time.” The other three doctors watched the two argue, unsure of what they should do. It felt wrong to watch, but they didnt want to draw attention to themselves by leaving either.

Before you could continue yelling at him, the door to the office opened and another man walked in.

“Are you Doctor House?”

“No, he is.” Greg pointed at Forman, not looking away from the obvious staring contest happening between the two of you.

“Im an old patient.”

“You can leave the gift basket on my desk-“ he stoped talking, eyes wide, making you turn to see what was happening. You didnt even see the gun before you felt a sharp pain in your neck, and then your abdomen. You felt yourself run into your brother as you stumbled backwards, and he quickly helped you to lay down.

He was talking to you, but the ringing in your ears was to loud to hear him. You brought your hand to your stomach, bringing it up slightly to see your hand covered in blood. You must have been shot.

You let your eyes slid shut for a moment, and when you opened them again you were laying on what felt like a bed and the ceiling was flying by. You caught a glimpse of Cuddy, and you could feel hands on both your neck and stomach. Your breathing was labored, and blood was stating to fill your mouth. You coughed, attempting to expel the liquid, and Cuddy glanced back down at you.

“Your going to be ok y/n.”

You nodded slowly, but the pain in your neck quickly put a stop to it. You let your eyes slip closed again, and when you opened them again a few doctors were surrounding you and you were no longer moving. In the corner of your eye you saw James, and you attempted to say something. Though you weren’t sure what. Instead, a mask was put over your face and the already fuzzy world got even fuzzier.

You attempted to reach out in James’s direction, but your arm felt to heavy. You let your eyes slip closed for a third time, knowing you wouldn’t open them again for a while.

•—•—•—•—•—•—•—•

Everything hurt. That was the only though you had as you woke up a bit. Every part of your body was soar, and your head felt like someone had been beating on it with a hammer. After a few moments of laying there, you opened your eyes slightly. Thankfully, the lights in the room were turned down making it slightly more bearable. A glance around the room told you you were alone.

You reached up, feeling around your body a bit. Your neck felt the worse, which made sense since there was multiple bandages and a draining tube sticking pit if the side. Your stomach also had bandages, and there was a small bit of blood on it.

“You look like shit.” You glanced up to see your brother leaning against the doorway.

“Funny,” you groaned. “How bad?”

“You got a bullet lodged in your neck and abdomen. They removed them, but you lost a lot of blood and you flatlined for two minutes.” You listened, calculating what that would mean. Two minutes without air could cause brain damage.

“He was trying to shoot me.” You glanced back at your brothers face, seeing an emotion that was rare for him. Guilt. “He had an std after cheating on his wife and I had to tell her. She ended up killing herself; he wanted to kill me. You got in the way.”

You weren’t sure what to say. One thing the two of you didnt have a lot of practice with was sharing emotional moments together. No mater what the emotion was. “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I know.”

It was silent for a few minutes after that. Neither of you really knowing where to go from there. “Where’s James?”

He smirked lightly at your question. “He snuck off to see his mistress, he’ll be so disappointed that you pulled through.”

“Im not in the mood Greg.”

“Relax. He should be back any second.” He leaned back to glance down the hall. “Speak of the devil.”

James pushed past his friend, slightly out of breath. “Is she ok-“ he stoped when he saw you awake. “Thank god.” He mumbled, a smile in his face.

“Hi,” you whispered, a smile of your own on your face.

“I’ll give you some space, but don’t go to crazy.” You couldn’t help but role your eyes at your brothers sarcasm, but he did leave the two of you alone.

“Im sorry.”

The words were out of his mouth before you even had a chance to think about saying something to him.

“What?”

He walked over, sitting in the chair next to your bed. He reached out taking a hold of your hand, careful of the iv in it. “I have been, awful the past few weeks. My own insecurities got the best of me, and because of that you’ve suffered. When Cameron got me, I immediately thought, ‘what if I lose her?’ When they told me you flatlined-“ he cut himself off with a shaky breath. You let go of his hand, reaching up to touch his face; whipping away a tear. “When they told me that, all I could think about was that the last moment I would have spent with you was arguing. Not say I love you, not seeing you smile; that last time I would have seen you was with you glaring at me.”

“James,” you whispered to the man. “I’m ok.”

“I know, but what if you weren’t?” He had tears running down his face, which told you just how upset he was. James took after your brother, his emotions being just as hard to read at times.

“Im sorry for yelling,” you apologized. “I’m just scared to be another one of your ex wife’s.”

“I messed up my other relationships, Im not doing it again.” He assured you. “And I will do anything to show you.”

“I just want honesty. Dont hide, or go running to my brother. Talk to me.”

“I will.” He promised, letting his head lean into your hand as he rubbed light circles in your wrist. He leaned down, intending to kiss you but you turned your head away.

“I can not possibly look kissable right now.”

“You Look beautiful.” He tried, but you shook your head.

“I have a tube in my neck draining a mix of blood and puss. I can promise you that’s not attractive.” He just smiled at your words, shaking his head.

“You could throw up blood on me and id still kiss you.”

“Liar.” He laughed at the look you have him to accompany the word.

“Ok, ok, that may be an exaggeration. But I still want a kiss.” That time you let him lean down and connect your lips. It wasn’t long, but it left the promise of more later.

“Oh come on, you can do more then that.” James exhaled on your face, making you chuckle as Greg walked in. “If you go a little further then I get $100 from Forman.”

“You could always not make bets on our person life,” James offered.

“But what’s the fun in that?” He pushed a few buttons on your iv, making your frown.

“What Are You Doing?”

“Uping your Morphine, dont tell cuddy.” He Held a finger up in a shushing motion.

“God, I love you,” you smiled. If you were going to be shot, you might as well feel good for the night.

“Now that you’ve done your little crying make up thing, you should go shower.” James started to argue, but Greg just cut him off. “You haven’t moved to two days. How am I going to make the $100 of you stink?”

“Ill be fine,” you assured your husband. He didnt say anything, but nodded and stood up. He placed a small kiss on your forehead before leaving the room. Greg watched him walk away before look back at you.

“Thank god you made up, he is the worst roommate.”

“Shut up before I throw something at you.”

[linorachas]

double the trouble (triple the fun) | seo changbin & han jisung

ᦈ pairing — changbin x reader x jisung, changbin x jisung ᦈ genre — smut ᦈ word count — 3.7k ᦈ tags— afab reader, best friends with benefits, dirty talk, exhibitionism, spitroasting, slight choking ᦈ notes — i was going to make chan the ex because apparently i cant live without mentioning chan but i was like omg i cant do that…. So headcanon that chan is the next boyfriend who treats u right. binsung are still Protective and Suspicious until one day chan meekly suggests a foursome and BAM theyre 100% convinced that hes The One

read on ao3 :3

“Jaesuk cheated on me.”

Music stops. A loud, obnoxious, automated voice announces Game over! just as Jisung drops his controller. Beside him, Changbin sets his phone down slowly.

“What?”

You look up from where you were picking vegetables out of your meal, blinking rapidly. “Um. Jaesuk cheated on me?”

“That lanky, ugly, bug-eyed son of a bitch cheated on you? On you?” 

Jisung’s voice gets louder with each word as he slowly rises from his seated position on the floor. His face was pinched, and for a second, he looked as if he was genuinely angry. Your lips twitch.

“Ugly? Didn’t you say he was cute when I first showed you his picture?”

Jisung scoffs. “I was lying out my ass, Y/N. What do you mean, he cheated on you?”

You sigh at that, setting down your fork. You had hoped the casual mention of your ex would explain why you haven't been with him for weeks, a concern Jisung himself raised a few days ago. You also knew, however, that your best friends were never the ones to let anything slip by so easily, especially when it came to you. So this was— as much as you hoped it wouldn’t be— expected.

“A few weeks ago, we had a fight over something stupid and had a pretty bad argument about it. I went over to his place to work things out because I felt bad that I’ve been giving him the silent treatment. Caught him pants down with another girl in the hallway. According to his neighbor, that wasn’t the only girl he’s fucked out in the open.”

You relay the story lazily, all while looking for the packet of soy sauce you had seen Changbin toss away earlier. You don’t notice Jisung and Changbin’s faces get even more furious with every word.

Changbin, who had been quiet the entire time, finally speaks up. “I’m going to kill him.”

“Huh?” You look up, soy sauce packet between your teeth. “Whaft? ”

Your eyes widen when Changbin actually gets up and snatches his car keys on the table, then heads for the door where his shoes were lined up. You panic even more when he actually laces up his shoes, and it’s only then that it hits you.

He was actually angry. Like Angry angry.

“Jisung, stop hi-“ You start, panicked face turning towards Jisung, but you stumble back a step when you notice he was fuming too.

His jaw was clenched, eyes furious as he glared holes somewhere on the floor. He paid no attention to Changbin, who was actually turning the knob on the front door now and holy shit-

“I can’t bail you out of jail!” 

You exclaim as you rush over, pressing your body between Changbin and the door. You let out a sigh of relief when it slams shut behind you, but Changbin doesn’t seem too happy about it.

“Y/N,” he sighs, voice clipped. “Move.”

“No, what the hell- Bin, are you serious?” You huff, placing a hand on Changbin’s cheek. 

His narrowed eyes avoid yours. You knew that Changbin never wanted you to see him when he was angry, and the fact that he didn’t want to make eye contact with you right now proved to you how serious the situation actually was. He might actually kill Jaesuk.

“Let him be.” Jisung cuts in. He was still frowning, but his eyes cooly met yours as he dropped down on the couch, leaning back to rest his arm on the backside. “I’ll bail him out.”

You stare. Jisung stares back, undeterred. 

It’s tense in the room.

After a beat, you purse your lips. “You couldn’t even afford rent last month.”

Jisung lets out a scoff as he turns away, but you snort internally when you see his slowly reddening ears. Changbin’s lips are quirked as he turns to look at Jisung too, but he immediately schools his expression back into indifference when you face him. You raise an eyebrow in challenge.

“And you’re not killing anyone. Between us three, I’m the one who would most likely commit a murder. Not you two. So go sit back down and-” you grunt as you push Changbin back with both hands to his chest— which felt like a rock solid wall, mind you—  but you falter when he doesn’t even move an inch.

Hands gently clasp your wrists.

“He hurt you.”

You freeze. Slowly looking up, you find Changbin gazing down at you. He looked almost… upset now, and you coo.

“Oh no, Bin, he didn’t-”

“Y/N, you were still in a relationship when he got his small dick wet and not to mention how shitty he’s been treating you this past month! How could h-”

“Changbin.” You hiss, and he immediately shuts up. You soften when you see his eyebrows furrow, clearly upset about the situation. You take his hands in yours and squeeze. 

“I would have had to care about him enough for him to hurt me. I’m not hurt, Bin, I promise. I’m just— pissed.” You swallow, shifting nervously on your feet. Jisung gets up then, sidling up next to Changbin. He tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, and you flash him a grateful smile. “I’m angry at myself for wasting so much time on the asshole. I’m angry at him for stringing me along. I’m angry that I spent so much time with him when I could have spent it on better people like—” you sniffle, “—like you guys.”

“I’m not hurt,” you reassure them once again, frowning. “If I have the chance to punch him in the face I’d gladly take it, but most of all, I’m just- I just want to move on.”

Jisung makes a noise at the back of his throat, and you’re not even given a warning when he goes behind you to pull you into a backhug, face nuzzling into your hair. You giggle when he presses a kiss to your shoulder. 

Changbin pulls your attention back to him with two fingers under your chin. 

“Then let's do it. Jisung and I will hold him down and you can punch him all you like.”

You laugh, and at that, Changbin finally softens. 

“I’m being serious.” He still says, but there’s a smile tugging at his lips. You grin.

“I know you are. But that’s assault, and I am not stooping that low. Especially not with you guys. The thought of giving him more attention just pisses me off even more. I want to forget about him, okay? Pretend he never existed in my life, and that I never met him. Let’s just— let him be. Karma will get to him.”

Jisung huffs. “Not even a little kick to the balls would help?”

You snort. “Not even a little kick to the balls, Sungie. But you know what would help?”

They both perk up. 

You smile, slow and mischievous as you tug Changbin closer. “A club.”

Two simultaneous groans. 

You laugh. “Oh, come on! I’m brokenhearted, you have to adhere to my requests! Oh help, I need to be cured right now!”

Changbin huffs out a laugh, somewhere between exasperated and fond. You giggle, letting go of his hands to wrap your arms around his neck, Jisung still clinging at your waist.

“Come on, Binnie, pleaaaase? Just a few dances to get my mind off it. I won’t even drink, you guys can drink all you want, I’ll get us all home safe, please please please- ”

“Okay, alright, christ-” Changbin groans, but he’s grinning as he brushes the hair away from your face. “None of us are drinking. We’ll just dance and have fun.” 

“Dance and have fun. Yes. Uh huh. Thank you.” You smack a long kiss to Changbin’s cheek before you turn to face Jisung, who was pouting. 

You put your arms around his shoulder. “You don’t want to go to the club with us?”

“There’s a tournament,” Jisung starts, eyes flickering towards the console, but he falters when he sees you blinking up at him. “I…”

Jisung’s eyes quickly dart behind you to where Changbin was, but unbeknownst to you, Changbin already had both hands up in surrender, mouthing I can’t help you. I’m weak.

“You…?”

So Jisung shuts his mouth with a smile, hands squeezing your waist. “That I can join next week. Alright, to the club! Come on, Y/N. Wanna pick what I should wear?”

You grin in triumph, letting Jisung pull you to his bedroom as Changbin follows suit with a defeated smile on his face. 

The night was still young. You weren’t going to let Jaesuk ruin the mood, and a night of dancing could fix that. 

Luckily for you, Changbin and Jisung were more than willing to help.

You don’t know how it happens, but an hour later finds you squeezed between Changbin and Jisung.

You’re not drunk. You’re barely even tipsy, having only just drank one beer. But the heat inside the club was affecting you. You were safe, content and happy between your best friends, what more could you ask for?

It’s reminiscent of your position by the door earlier, but this time it’s a lot less wholesome and a lot more— ah.

“Jisung,” You gasp when you feel another mark sucked on your neck, teeth nibbling one of your most sensitive spots. Shivers wrack your body. “Jesus. Are you teething?”

Changbin snorts at that, but his eyes are busy watching Jisung. “He’s not teething. He’s staking a claim.”

You raise a brow, grinding back into Jisung’s clothed cock at the words. Jisung grunts in your ear. “Oh? Letting everybody in the club know that I’m yours?”

You squeak when you’re suddenly spun around, stumbling back into Changbin’s hard chest. He catches you easily though, one of his warm hands sliding up your top and another sliding down to your hips. You shiver again when his nails scratch against your tummy.

Jisung, who was now in front of you, stalks closer, and your breath hitches when he stops just an inch away from your lips.

With a smirk, he says, “that you’re ours.”

And just as Jisung crashes his lips onto yours, another set of lips starts leaving wet, heated kisses on your neck. It trails higher, up to your cheek, to your jaw, and all the way to your ear.

There, Changbin whispers, confident and smug. “And we’re taking you home tonight.”

It’s fleeting, the brush of a hand between your thighs, but it’s enough to shock your eager body and make you moan Changbin’s name into Jisung’s mouth. 

“Wrong,” Jisung whispers after he sucks on your bottom lip, letting it go with a teasing bite. “That was me. Guess we’re gonna have a little game then, huh?”

“No more games.” You whine, pressing back into Changbin, who was sucking in sharp breaths as he ground against your ass. “Don’t care whose it is. I want you both, and I want you now. Please.”

Jisung huffs at the lack of attention, pressing his own clothed cock against the front of your thigh as well, and just the feeling of being sandwiched between the two has your body tingling all the way to your fingertips. 

You’re just about to pull Jisung into another messy kiss when Changbin stops the both of you by a hand to your neck, pulling you towards him gently. 

You gulp at the feeling of his fingers around your throat, and Changbin’s eyes distractedly watch your slick mouth, but he still manages to get out, “Home. Let’s get you home, and we’ll give you what you want. Sound good?”

“Sounds great.” You croak out, still frozen at the feel of Changbin’s hand around your neck. Changbin seems to have noticed this, and his eyes darken when you moan at a slight squeeze that he does.

Jisung, already impatient, tugs you out of Changbin’s grasp with a possessive hand to your waist. 

“Later.” He promises both of you, and you and Changbin both straighten up. “Home, now.”

You nod, blinking out of your daze, but your body still reacts when Changbin slides a hand up your back as he and Jisung lead you to the exit. They flank you on both sides, side-eyeing anyone who so much as looks at you. 

It’s a blur on the way back to Changbin and Jisung’s apartment, but you were hyper aware of where their hands were. 

Changbin had wrapped an arm around your waist as soon as you had slid into the middle seat, and soon enough his fingers were trailing goosebump-inducing patterns under your shirt again. At one point he reaches the edge of your bra, and you bite your lip when he teasingly kneads under it. You send him a sharp look, gesturing to the driver. 

All Changbin does is smirk in return.

Jisung, on the other hand, was gazing out the window and enjoying the scenery that you know he’s seen a million times, but his hand was busy sliding between your thighs. You jolt every time he gets a little too close to where you needed him most, and you glare when he quickly pulls his hand away with a knowing grin. He then lets his fingers scratch the inside of your inner thigh, and it gets so ticklish and hard to hold back the sounds that you have to stop him with a hand to his wrist and a pointed look. 

Jisung merely takes your hand off, and continues.

You squirm in the backseat, getting wetter with each caress the two made. You don’t make a sound, but your heavy breathing was probably obvious at one point, because you meet eyes with the driver in the rearview mirror, and he looked concerned. You flush red and try to hide your face by burying it against Changbin’s shoulder.

A coo. “You alright? Drank too much?”

“Shut up,” You hiss, but end up snapping your mouth shut when Changbin quickly but surely fondles one of your breasts through your bra. He slides a thumb under the cup to teasingly flick your nipple, then slides his hand back down to your waist, like nothing had happened. 

“Bin-” you whine in his shoulder, and he chuckles. 

“Almost there, baby. Just a few more minutes.”

And then, in a split second, fingers rub at your clothed pussy.

Your gasp quickly turns into a moan, which Changbin covers up by cooing louder and pressing your face against his neck. 

“Shhh, it’s okay,” Changbin soothes, “we’re almost home. I know your head hurts, but you can puke there.”

“Ah,” The driver speaks up, seemingly understanding now. “Please don’t get vomit in my car, I can pull over if-”

“Oh, no, it’s okay, thank you, she’s just-”

As Changbin converses with the driver, Jisung continues his relentless rubbing. He finds your clit easily, and you moan soundlessly against Changbin’s neck as your hips buck. Jisung holds your hips down with his other hand.

“You’re alright,” Changbin mutters down at you, cupping your cheek tenderly, but out of the driver’s sight, he’s sliding his thumb between your parted lips, pad pressing down on your tongue. “You’re doing so well.”

You were so wet now, and you knew Jisung could feel it too, considering he kept brushing over the wet spot that has seeped into your panties. You squirm, hoping to get him back to your clit, but you freeze when his fingers slide under your underwear and fuck-

“Jisung-” you start, moaning muffled against Changbin’s thumb, but Changbin cuts you off. 

“-is right there. Don’t worry, he’s safe. He’s coming with us.” 

“I’m right here, Y/N.” Jisung pipes in casually, like he wasn’t sliding the pads of his fingers up and down your labia, teasingly circling your clit and dipping the tips of his two fingers in your hole. “Are you hungry? Cause I am.”

You shake in Changbin’s arms. He laughs.

You’re just about to cum when the car suddenly stops, and a keen bubbles out your throat when Jisung pulls his fingers away, upset at having your orgasm be taken away from you. You’re in a daze as Changbin helps you out of the car, leaving Jisung to pay. You hoped he left a good tip.

It doesn’t take long for the three of you to stumble inside the boys’ apartment, tearing at each other's clothes as you go inside the nearest bedroom. 

Jisung makes quick work of opening you up as you leant back against Changbin’s chest, his fingers stretching your walls. You moan against Changbin’s lips, unsure whether to pull away from the fast thrusting of Jisung’s fingers or push into Changbin’s hands which were kneading your breasts.

“Come here, baby.” Jisung finally pulls his fingers out, kneeling in the middle of the bed as he holds his cock in his hand.

You crawl toward him, mouth opening automatically. Jisung groans, slapping his drooling cockhead on your outstretched tongue. 

“That’s it, let me see you take my cock in your pretty little mouth. That’s a good little slut…”

Jisung slowly guides his cock into your waiting mouth at the same time Changbin lines himself up behind you, and you gasp when the head pushes inside.

You pull of Jisung’s cock and gasp. “You’re so big, Bin- wait-”

You and Changbin both groan as you convulse around him. Changbin doesn’t move, letting you adjust to his massive size. Jisung, however, was too impatient. He drags your mouth back onto his dick with a grunt.

“Shit. Jaesuk missed out on this?” Changbin mutters mostly to himself once he starts fucking into you, each thrust pushing you forward onto Jisung’s cock.

“Fucking loser,” Jisung says in reply, gathering your hair in his hands he thrusts in and out of your slick mouth too. “Doesn’t know what he let go.”

You flush at both their words and actions, pleasure coursing through your body on both ends. You let Jisung fuck your mouth, too overwhelmed to keep bobbing your head with how good Changbin was fucking you. 

Jisung must have been more worked up than you thought, because he suddenly pulls away. You let out a displeased whine, wanting him back in your mouth, but he just tuts as he holds you up by the hair.

“Not yet. Be good for hyung, alright?”

At the words, Changbin stops, flips you over, and immediately starts fucking you again. He wraps your legs around his waist, and your blink in surprise when his hand slides up to wrap around your throat.

“Changbin,” You choke out a gasp, fingers clawing at Changbin’s wrist as he squeezes your throat. “Oh, fuck- fuck-”

His pace is relentless; your hips were hanging mid-air from how much he’s lifted you, and you were basically perched on his thighs. You almost black out when he squeezes your throat once, feeling lightheaded from the cock pounding into you and the lack of air.

Behind you, Jisung shudders at the sight.

You reach for him weakly, wanting to get a hand on him. He obliges almost immediately, kneeling beside your head as he strokes his cock to your gasps and Changbin’s grunts. You manage to wrap a clumsy wrap around him, and though it was almost useless, Jisung still moans loud.

“You’re so- fucking- wet.” Changbin gasps, fingers tightening from where it was wrapped around your ankle. “Fuck, baby, Jisung could slip in here with how wet you are.”

Changbin and Jisung don’t miss the way you jerk at that, getting even tighter at the thought. You feel the tips of your ears burn, but Changbin just smirks. “Oh? You like that?”

You don’t expect to his slide down after that, finger trailing over your entrance where his cock was still fucking in and out of you. It only takes a little push, and his finger slips inside.

“Are you fucking crazy-” You hiss, but there’s no denying the way you clench around Changbin’s cock and finger. You moan even louder when he starts moving it along with his cock, feeling like you’re about to lose your mind.

“Fuck,” Changbin and Jisung both exhale, mesmerized. 

Jisung was so close that every time he thrust, his cock would bump against your cheek and sometimes your lips. You move your head close so his cock slides against your lips, and Jisung almost doubles over.

“Hyung,” Jisung whines suddenly, and you blink, confused, but then Changbin pulls Jisung into a kiss and your world shakes.

You and Jisung moan at the same time, Jisung’s cock twitching in your hand. He’s gotten so wet that you hear a squelch every time he bucks into your hand.

Jisung melts in Changbin’s hold, something you understand all too well. Out of the three of you, Changbin was the best kisser. He had a way of pulling you into a kiss so hypnotizing it leaves you breathless and boneless at the same time. 

The sight of your two best friends gasping into each other's mouths was enough to push you to the edge. You couldn’t even warn them as you finally cum, toes curling as you convulse around Changbin’s cock.

Jisung follows soon after, pulling away from Changbin’s lips just to hide his face in Changbin’s neck, shuddering as he cums. He sprays directly into your mouth, but his hips stutter, so some of his cum gets onto your cheek and neck.

Changbin, with one arm around Jisung’s waist, pulls his cock and finger out of you with a groan and starts jerking himself off. He keeps your legs spread, and he watches with lidded eyes as your hole spasms around nothing. 

With Jisung’s cock in your hand, his cum on your face, and Jisung’s face in his neck, Changbin finally cums on your stomach with a shuddering breath.

The three of you collapse on the bed soon after, sweaty and sticky. You were so content to just bask in the silence and heavy breathing, but you just had to ask.

“Since when-” You sit up and gesture to Changbin and Jisung, but you don’t finish your sentence. 

Jisung flushes up to the tips of his ears and hides his face in the pillow. Changbin laughs into your shoulder.

“Since now. We’ll talk about it later.”

“Wah,” you exhale and lie back down on the bed, letting Changbin and Jisung cuddle up to you on either side. “Thank fucking god Jaesuk cheated on me then.”

“Yah-”

“Don’t say that! I’m still going to kill him.”

You squeak when Changbin pinches your waist, but you still feel their smiles on your skin. You giggle.

Getting fucked by your best friends definitely helped you get over your stupid ex.

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helluva boss spoilers for merry sinsmas ! liveblogging my reaction

hidden behind the read more :3

blitz making him breakfast 🥺

THE HORSES

blitz the eggs. im sobbing

oml stolas is such a rich kid

VIA

she's so upset :(( stella i hate you

srolas is so upset im crying already

aww hes showing stolas common people stuff

LMAO SHOPLIFTING "this is how /i/ act when i dont have money"

omg wait is stolas looking for antidepressants??

what sin would stolas be :O

loona dumping snacks in her mouth. is she from gluttony

M&M even when theyre fighting are so cute and in love awwwwwwww

LOONY ON A MISSON!

he just now realizes he's poor lmao

NEW BACKGROUND CHARACTWR

oooo divorced bc hes gay? sounds familiar

oh shes homophobic-

does she realize yhe entire IMP crew except millie is gay. and even shes a fierce ally

omg the "fra fra fra" subtitles for stellas laughing

poor octavia :(

i hope she gets in contact with him somehow

VIA SONG!

it almost sounds like All 2 U

im honna cryyy

she thibks her dad chose blitz over her and he kind of did oh my god

my mom interrupted me at the most emptional part of the song

the nod to you will be okay,, wiejkskdfjej

i need to hug her right now

THE STARRY GUITAR IS SO PRETTY

IT WAS ANTIDEPRESSANTS I KNEW IT

Via dont yake too many peoleseeee

this lady is a bitch

the karen of hell

YES STOLAS BE SASSY

YES GO SEE YOUR DA7GHTER

omg this ladys gonna be traumatized

omghh christmas

MILLIE ARE YOU OKAY IVE HEARD SPOILERS THAT SHES PREGNANT IS IT TRUE

omg dont kill yhem pls THE FANTASYYY

yes but they wrrent a happy gay family mills :(

why is millie so uoset

WAIT OTEGNANCY HORMONES

didn't make me wet at all im screaming

VIA

HE WENT TO SEE YOU BABYGIRL

does he still have his powers if hes no longer like IN power?

ANDREAS OR WHATEVER YOUR FUCKING NAME IS I HATE YOU

HAHA PUNCH HIM

he was too busy monolouging to think abt stolas simply throwing hands

HE CALLED HIM A PUSSY

"hey elsa"

my BOTTOM IM CRYING

my mom keeps interrupting me ans my little sister walks in omg

LOONA

damn did he saya slur if they censored it

HOLY SHIT SHES LIKE A HELLHOU D HORSE

MILLIE

BLITZ

WAIT DOES LOONA HAVE A CRESCENT MOON ON HER SIDE

its like a cutie mark but for hell

BLITZ YOU FUMBFUCK

STAB HIM FROM INSIDE- YESSS

stolitz kiss yaaaaay

oh yhis bitch

VIA

I LOVE YOU SHES MY BABYGIRL

she doesnt care abt her mother dumbass

pooh so edgyyy im so scaredddd

shes still mad :(

BABY NO IT WASNT YOUR FAULT

nooooo

i cant stand to see him cry

LIBERTY MUTUAL FUCK YOU

i dont care abt mister beast shut the fuck up

blitz must feel so guilty.. knwoing stolas chose him over his daughter

THE CATNIP EYES

olease just hug him back stolas

aww moxxie calling him yiur highness

verosika music!!

SHE IS PREGNANT

SALLOE MAE

i thiught shed ve happy to be pregnant whats wrong

moxxie would absolutely be happy for a kid wouldnt he? hed be in a panic but so excited

blitz has so much survivors guilt

for one bundred years?? how fucking old do yall grow to be?? isnt she 18? what age does she get to be on her own? or is it aftwr stella dies (hopefully soon)

loona having friends makes me so happy

KISS HIM FIRST

AWW DANCING

on the teailing bc hes too short im crying

baply cags im gongga cry my vays my gaaaays!!! im thoing wiyhkut looming af my screen how bad am i missgupiny

i need the music from this episode omg

i would travel every ring of hell just to see if you'll be mine </3

merry sinsmas !!!

[schlattslonghairytoes]

chapter eight

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bust down tatiana

Tylers pov

real life!

when i open talias snap my heart immediately drops and i walk over to ted and Charlie. "teddy char, look what she sent me before schlatt went upstairs to her." ted looked up and immediately followed "they need to figure out their shit, im so tired of all this"

"what even happened between them that they love-hate eachother like that." charlie asks 

one fateful night changed both of them in their own way, four weeks prior to the incident talia and schlatt made a mistake. they were both high in talias basement and one thing led to another and ... you can guess the rest.

but it didnt stop there, the two formed a secret situationship, the most dangerous of ships, and continued their secret away from the eyes of their friends, but it wasn't utill mear weeks before they were ment to leave for college that their friendship crumbled into pieces.

~~early september~~

"schlatt, man, ive got to ask, is talia single? cause ive been meaning to get to know her and i think shes really hot so...?" schlatts friend questioned. the luck of the straws meant that today happened to be one of the many days schlatt was in a shitty mood.

schlatts response to his friend was nothing if not nice "you can have her, shes a bitch though im warning you." now you may think this is tame, but wait and see what this mans mouth can really do (pause).

later that day schlatt made a bad choice, he went to a party, without telling talia, and shortly after drinking an entire bottle of Titos, by himself, in the span of 2 hours, schlatt found himself at the party, he managed to make an even worse decision, talk to a pretty girl and lead her to the back of the party.

all the while talia sat in her bedroom, waiting for schlatt to come over, because something slipped schlatts mind, with all the alcohol and that blonde girl with the fake nose, today was september 9th. 

talia romanos date of birth.

now you may ask, what the fuck does that have to do with anything. to which i say shut the hell up and keep reading.

and the reason this has such significance is that talias parents dont give a shit about her. second her friends and her had celebrated days before, so that schlatt and her could have their annual birthday sleep over. one birthday into the next. they had done this every year since turning 8.

so naturally talia assumed the worst, assumed schlatt on his short walk to her apartment, had been murdered, mugged, molested, or worse. forgot. so she made her way to his apartment, but when she found no one home, naturally, she lost it.

187 texts

23 voicemails

and finally 

1 email

she then decided to make a move she deemed smart, she deleted all of them. but to top the cake. her cherry on top if you will. at 12:26, officially schlatts birthday. a public story was updated. not just anyones story. her best friend anabelles. 

a picture of anabelle and schlatt making out at a party with the caption "hbd @jj.schlatty! tn was so much fun cant wait to see what 17 brings!!" now talia thought it was fake. i mean her and schlatt were practically dating! and not to mention it was taken down 2 minutes later! so maybe this was an old picture, but it cant be it says "tn was so much fun". 

so here is where logic talia kicked in, she knew if she brought this up, it would end DISASTROUSLY and i mean bad. so her logic was, she was never going to bring it up, if she was in love with schlatt and he was out doing this. there was a clear one-sidedness to this whole thing they had going on. so she decided it was over.

the next day at school was a long one. it started first period with anabelle giving a long and detailed recap of last night, painstakingly long, and with her newfound info she hatched a plan. then came second period. new media broadcasting. a sports recap/school announcements class that schlatt and talia shared

more then just shared, they were co-anchors, they ran the show together since freshman year, so when she walked in the door to see a hungover schlatt slouching in his seat, her grin grew 3 sizes

"hey pumpkin! i got you coffee from the deli" she sat the black coffee down on his desk before quickly walking over to nick. her other best friend, whom she liked a bit more then anyone at the moment. the lighting and sound guy

"hey sexy, i need to make this quick, you are coming over after school because we need to fucking talk, but if you could do me a HUGE favor i would love you even more then i do now" nick was the only one who knew about schlatt and talia. "when we start the broadcast, turn schlatts lights up as high as they go."

"oh bitch im already on it" and it was go time. now all you need to know about that broadcast is, it never aired. schlatt couldnt read the teleprompter, he shivered when talia made a psa about underage drinking, his mouth was dry, and he even screamed at nick to lower the lights.

so naturally he wanted to talk during 3rd, their free period they shared, she agreed. they walked to the Panera 3 doors down, ordered food and sat down

"what the fuck happened last peiod talia, cause i know for a fact that you talking to nick, and then my lighting suddenly bumping up in quality had something in common. so spit it out, what did i do?". he said with a tone talia didn't particularly enjoy

"well schlatt do me a favor. look at the date for me. it is currently september 11, and no im not gonna make a towers joke. heres the thing about september, see we both have pretty important milestones there dont we?"

"talia what are you on about" his brow raised. "wow you really are dense, since i guess you developed short term memory loss, presumably from all the exsessive drinking you do, it seems youve forgot something, something that happenes every year"

"can you ge-" "oh im not finished" she cut him off

"every year we have done the exact same thing, and i loved doing that thing, but since you decided not to show up i guess the feeling wasnt mutual. you missed my birthday Jonathan. better yet our birthday. jalias birthday, or talanthan if youre more into that. a tradition we have kept alive since we were 8 years old, but you deemed so unimportant, you killed in one night, so next time the lights are extra bright, or nick glares at you across the room, maybe think, wow i just might of upset talia, on the one day she needed you most, now if you'll excuse me, one of us wants to do well in life and actually get accepted into college, so i am leaving, i already payed dont worry, i know not having a job can be hard, ill see you around Jonathan." she spat out.

and with that she walked out, and that is where their fued began, but ill save for another day, a more dramatic one. but for now lets head back to tyler and his friends.

Tylers pov

real life!

"schlatt once told me it had to do with him "fucking up" but then gave me no context and changed subjects so i assume he said something stupid but then again everything he says is stupid so im not to sure." ted responded

"that adds up but all i know is im tired of them fighting, its really annoying." Charlie looked up at me as if a light bulb went off "guys i have a plan, what if we-" "locked them in a room together!!" ted finished his sentence before the started screaming and jumping around

"do you guys share a brain or something?"

[lvxybby]

Music Ties (Kurt Cobain X Female Reader) ------------------------------------------------

i sat back stage while Nirvana performed. LA was doing this music fest thing and my band along with alot of others were invited. Nirvana being one of them since their big hit "Smells Like Teen Spirit" just dropped. it went everywhere and nirvana was one of the worlds biggest bands. teens and adults would die to see nirvana in concert now. they just finished off in bloom and now they began to play Teen Spirit. the crowd screamed as soon as kurt began to strum the chords. dave started to play along with kurt and krist. people were jumping on the stage and reaching for kurt. i already performed with my band so i just chose to stay back stage instead of leaving like my other mates. i sat on the floor tuning my guitar for a while until kurt came rushing back stage with tears flowing down his face. suddenly a photographer came and started to take photos of his crying face. i stepped in. "hey man cant you leave him alone he seems to be having a rough time" i said turning my attention to them. kurt sobbed in his hands while the photographer looked at me before walking away. i sat next to kurt and rubbed his back. we were complete strangers except for the fact we listened to each others music. "hey its ok..." i said as i comforted him. he sobbed more into his hands before leaning onto me and crying more. i wrapped my arms around his skinny waist. i held him tight and let him cry his feelings out. his face was buried right in my chest but i knew he wasnt perverted he was just really sad and needed comfort. "its ok let everything out its just us..." i said as my other hand grazed through his greasy blonde hair. he sniffled a bit more before sitting up and looking at me. "thanks...fuck now my stomach hurts" he said with a soft chuckle. his hands wrapped around his stomach as he let out a soft groan. "aw fuck" he groaned laying on the ground. "uh you got any meds? anything at all?" i asked him "yeah...in my bag in the dressing room..." he groaned "its called...imodium....uh orange bottle i think its in the second pocket...heres the key to the room" he said giving me a key with a red band with a tag that said "NIRVANA" in big letters. "ok ill get it for you...need any water?" i asked "sure" he replied rolling around on the floor holding his stomach. i exited the room and went to nirvanas dressing room. i saw kurts small man-purse on the floor next to a chair. i opened the second pouch and grabbed the orange bottle out. i also saw a Evian water bottle with "kurdt" written on it sloppy. i made sure i put his bag back and i left the room. i made my way backstage again. i saw krist and dave comforting kurt. "hey im back" i said as i knelt by kurt and handed him his pills and water. he eagerly took them and threw the pill bottle on the ground once he was done. "thanks" he said panting a bit "well hello missy" krist said wiggling his eyebrows. "you guys are cute together" he continued "shut up" kurt said giggling a bit. "hi" dave said waving his hand. next thing we knew the crowd was going crazy again since alice in chains went on stage. "oh fuck thats loud..." kurt said covering his ears. "i know its louder than my drums!" dave said looking at the stage. "i kinda like alice in chains but they're not a favorite" i said "yeah but layne has one hell of a voice" kurt admitted. "yeah thats right for sure...hes super loud" i said rubbing kurts hair. he leaned into my hand more. "awe you guys are just the cutest" dave said in a girly voice "so what it feels nice" kurt said closing his eyes. "so....miss Y/N...what do you plan on doing with your band?" krist asked me "i dont know...my band mates are kind of assholes...they just bitch and complain a lot...about being in a band....it makes me feel kinda...sad" i spoke as i began to play with my shoelaces. "aw man fuck em...make a newer band or join one" kurt said looking up at me. "nah...people love us together...its just really hard to deal with it" i said as i looked into kurts blue eyes.

[heartsoulspiritelite]

Hook x Jungle boy

Warnings: Smut (blowjob and shi) idk its not very good but i should prob warn yall :0

Summary-

Hook was confused as hell. His bestfrie- no, former tag partner just left him. Just like that their history is all gone. Their friendship is ruined. What. the. actual. fuck. And to top it all off he lost his title. The only thing that proved he was something even though the stupid belt was worthless. Hook went to confront the man and lets just say their friends again ;) hehe

Why can you just tell me the truth?

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Hook was confused as hell. His bestfrie- no, former tag partner just left him. Just like that their history is all gone. Their friendship is ruined. What. the. actual. fuck. He told Jack things, things he had never told anyone. He trusted Perry with a lot of things . He knew he shouldn't have opened up. This shit always happens to him, he can never catch a break.

and to top it all off he lost his title. The only thing that proved he was something even though the stupid belt was worthless. He always  carried around his dad's history, his legacy and now all of a sudden the title is Jacks. Jack never ever took an interest in the belt so why the hell would he want it?

Hook wasn't scheduled for rampage or dynamite. So like anyone would obviously do he was going to stay home and sulk. Until he thought of Jack flaunting HIS title around acting like the baddest bitch in the place. That wasn't going to slide with Hook so of course he showed up anyways.

Walking into the building sucked. All the sympathy stares, he ignored all the looks and went to find Jungle b- Jack Perrys locker room. All he wants is answers. He is not letting Jack run from this. He deserves a god damn explanation.

Mid way to his journey to the locker room he saw a vending machine selling all kinds of chips so he took short stop and stuffed the two bags of chips into his hoodie pocket for later there and continued his journey.

He found his targets lockeroom and busted the door open.

Jack turned around from unpacking things looking surprised.

"What the fu-" Jack started

"Shut up Jack you dont get to talk like that. The only words you can say to me are the words explaining what the fuck is going on" He slightly yelled

Jack froze slightly when he realized Hook was blocking the exit so he couldnt leave.

"i dont owe you shit. I never wanted to be your friend. Now fucking move before i punch you."

"Oh im so scared Jack. Why cant you just tell me the truth. Ive told you things. Now your gonna blackmail me and act like we weren't friends? Was it a lie the whole time?. you were my only friend- my bestfriend." His voice nearly cracking and faultering at the end of his sentance

"I trusted you Jack! You know i have troubles doing that. Why the hell do even want that belt you could've just asked me" He continued, his voice getting stronger

"Listen could you just move so i can leave" Jack pleaded

Hook glared at him and kept staring him in the eye until Jack gave up and all the fight left his body

He saw Jack look at his lips then looked him up and down while his eyes started watering while backed up to sit on the bench behind him.

Hook froze once realized.. It was never about the belt...

"Listen im sorry okay.. please stop" Jack whispered desperately staring Hook in the eyes

Hook slowly walked over until he was infront of Jack, Towering over him he whispered

"Thats what this is all about?"

He should've known all the lingering touches and stares. He felt the same about the other man but he would never dare to open his mouth and say anything.

Jacks eyes widened and he quickly looked away avoiding Hook's eyes.

"No" He denied still avoiding Hook's stare

He was getting really nervous, Hook could tell.

Hook bent down lightly and grabbed Jack's chin forcing the man to look up at him and kissed him.

Jack was shocked but quickly kissed back grabbing at Hook's hair.

Hook fell into Jack's lap and straddled him. They continued to make out until Jack started kissing the younger mans neck while he grinded down on his lap making both men moan.

The older man lifted hook up carried him to the wall and pinned him against it making Hook gasp.

"Always had a feeling you secretly a bottom" He whispered in his eye mockingly

"Shut up" He whined slightly while blushing

They started to make out again while touching each others bodies all over desperately making up for all the missed time. They removed eachothers shirt/hoodie and threw them to god knows where.

Jack started kissing down Hooks torso until he reached the top of his pants smirking at the outline of his hardened cock. He looked up for permission while dropping down onto his knees. Seeing Hook all blissed out made his own cock harden even more. The man above him nodded and started whining when Jack was taking too long.

"Please.. Jack Please.. i've waited so long" He practically begged while his hips jerked foward involantarily.

"Okay, okay" He chuckled

He slowly removed his pants until the reached his ankles then he brought his hand up and started palming Hooks clothed covered cock.

"You like that darling?"

Hook nodded fast

He removed his hand from his Hooks dick and looked up at him.

"Words, love"

"Yes. I love it. Fuck- yes please Jack keep going" He yelled frusterated while grabbing at Jack's hair

Jack quickly pulled down Hook's underwear making the man hiss slightly.

He rubbed his hand up and down his dick a couple times before he licked a line down from the top off his balls to his tip making the man above him whimper and shiver.

He took his dick into his mouth and licked around it and swallowed him down.

He then hollowed out his mouth and started bobbing his head while staring up at him making Hook a complete mess. Moaning and gasping, making his cock harden more by the second.

"Jack oh my god" Hook Cried

Hook grabbed at Jacks at head and started pushing him down forcibly making Jack choke slightly.

Jack grabbed at his ass and squeezed his and kneaded it, lightly smacking it, making Hook blush more which almost seemed impossible.

Hook was coming closer to his release, Jack could tell and started bobbing his head faster down half his dick while jerking off the other half at the same pace.

Hook practically screamed out in pleasure and came down jacks throat.

Jack swallowed down every drop and pulled off shocked, not because of Hook coming down his throat. He's just shocked because of the reactions he got from the man.

Hook got shy all of sudden and wouldn't meet Jack's eyes once he rose back onto his feet.

"All shy now huh?"

"i-i" He was speechless so he did the only thing that seemed right in the moment and flipped them around and pulled Jacks pants and underwear down releasing his worked up dick causing jack to moan.

He started sucking on Jack's dick immediately grasping at his ass.

jack didn't last long since he was so worked up. Hook pulled off before Jack came and finished jerking him off so he would come all over his face making Jack look down at him shocked while becoming more flushed by the second.

both were breathing heavy just staring at one another until Hook rose onto his feet and wiped the cum of of his face and put into his mouth and sucked on his finger, while staring into jack's eyes.

Once he finished all he could do was hug the naked man. They squeezed each other hard and trembled.

"What do we do now?" Hook whispered

"I dont know but im so sorry for hurting you i just didn't know what else to do" He apolagized

"Its alright, dont worry"

Both men got into the shower and then got dressed, When they arrived at Jack's hotel the two of them cuddled each other until the next morning when they could talk about where they stand with one another, But for now the two are just gonna sleep all their worries away knowing that they have each other again.

~Cross-posted on wattpad & ao3~

[rotisseries]

cough. idk if i explained how theo was brought back but basically . it was liam had the idea to bring theo back. hayden, his GIRLLLFRRIIIENND. was not on board. she used to be in his pack. anyway liam who literally almost killed scott ......... was like "we need something capable of absorbing a lightning bolt. or someone." and liam knew theo killed josh for his power. so he knows he could take a bolt of electricity. in theory he's risking a lot. (he needs someone to absorb lightning bc the ghost riders aka villain of the season travel on lightning and he wants to be able to capture one and then go from there.) he went to kira's mom and asked to bring him back. he was confused when kira's mom gave him the sword and said "youll have to do it yourself" bc he figured that she was gonna do it. and then she tells him "whatever happens...is your responsibility." hayden said she supported him in whatever but right before he put the sword in the ground where they left theo all those months ago, she said "WAIT" and he did it anyway and theo came from hell dirty and scared like a wild animal he IMMMEEEEDIATELY pins liam to a wall with his forearm on liam's throat. . listen. when i tell you he's looking around frantically and afraid its like they cant even talk to him. hayden is like "theo we're not trying to hurt you!" ans hes like . off somewhere. and he says "where's my sister?" <- in some weird growl because he is PETRIFIED RN. and they mistake theo's question for memory loss. liam says "your sister's dead. she died a long time ago." ans HAYDEN SAYS "you killed her ...remember?" hayden..... shut the fuck up. YOU DONT KNOW THAT.??? anyway and then theo says hes gonna kill liam and etc etc then liam holds out the sword as a obvious threat and theo backs off. says that they need his power to help them. AND THE DEAL ALWAYS WAS. THAT THEY USE THEO AND SEND HIM BACK. THAT THEO HELPS HIM AND HE GOES BACK. THATS HOW MUCH THEY HATE HIM. EVERY WRONG OR WEIRD THING HE DOES OR SAYS ANS SLMEONE SAYS "send him back" LIKE FUCKING CHILL GIVE HIM A MOMENT. anyway that was always the deal. but liam said "help us and you can kill whoever you want after. but if you kill US. then you're gonna be worse off than ever." <-ish. and theo says. "theres nothing worse than what ive been through." they do not respond or acknowledge that. do mind tho, liam treats theo with the most respect, more than anyone else does even tho he has good enough reasons to despise him. unlike hayden he recognized how scared he was. and didnt yell at him or accuse him of killing his sister. just said she died. anyway. so theres this contracption that they have able to hold all the jules or voltz of electricity in a lightning rod. they brought theo to it to TEST if he could handle a lightning bolt. liam tells him he can do it. he cant. he doesnt have  josh's power and he doesnt have tracy's power and hes back to classic theo. he thinks hes gonna get sent back by the way liam and hayden are talking so that mf starts going "hold hold hold on i can help" he has information on the ghost riders and he knows shit from the dread doctors and HE REMEMBERS STILES!!!!!! stiles got taken by the ghost riders and if you get taken you get erased from everyone's memory and basically reality. ans since he was in hell he . remembers him. and he also has exclusive information on the person liam ans hayden brought down with them to test the lightning. hes a science teacher at the high school. but in actuality, theo knows who he really is. i aint got time for all that rn. anyway liam lets him stay on account of knowing who stiles is and the fact he probably does know things.

imagine coming out of literal hell and some bitch is like "you killed your sister" babe one of us is going back down there and it won't be me

[borathae]

chapter 15

Can’t you like it for me?” he says with big puppy eyes.

You look away.

“You’re being emotionally manipulative here.” shut up girl im loving u too much i cant

“You are playing with fire here, Bunny. Try not to burn yourself”, you grumble.

He chuckles and pecks your cheek.

“I like the burn”, he rasps against the shell of your ear, turning to the front afterwards.

SHUT UP IM CANT TAKE IT. try not to lose your shit challenge- mission failed successfully

He treated you so goddamn fucking well that sometimes you still felt the urge to punch him in the face and run away jk in the corner, i'll take that as a compliment

Lately the latter have become more and more. YAY

“Hey kiddo. How are you doing?” he says in a surprisingly deep voice for such a small frame. me with felix and taehyung

“for half a million bucks I expect to have the painter constantly working on it in a metal cage in the middle of my living room or something.” - ........ - a few bystanders had heard you and were now looking at you with weird eyes. SHUT UP THATS SOO ME except my voice would be low and nobody would hear but could be loud too cuz universe makes it louder at times when u dont want anyone to hear shit

although he was stressed and exhausted he never once smelled of alcohol. AHHHH IM SO PROUD OF HIM *gives a big ass hug and a smooch

WHY DOES NERO'S SHOULDERS LOOK FAMILIAR TO HER AND WHY DOES SHE LOOK FAMILIAR TO HIM AHHH STOP I HATE IT THIS CHAPTER IS A ROLLERCOASTER

again a fluffy moment after the tense thank you, her threatening to buy green and purple pillows PLZ that sounds like me trying to threaten my parents by telling them im gonna marry a cat crazy dude

“I’m not asking for it. I am very much anti punishment uwu i love this stupid noodle

He swallows heavily, “a-are we going to make out now?” he asks, grasping for your hips. he is such a cute and horny noodle pls and no u are about to cringe for the rest of your office time

FUCK GET YOURSELF A MAN WHO CAN FIGHT FOR YOU IMMEDIATELY

“don’t say that what the hell my cock twitched.”

“I am not going to apologize because I am way too turned on to care.”

He looks from side to side with the tip of his nose rosy.

“What’s with the sudden horniness oh my god?”

“It’s just that I never really saw you work before and it’s kinda doing things to me.” SAME HERE IM FEELING IM WATCHING SOME HOT CEO FROM KDRAMA BUT EVEN BETTER AAAAH

It makes his ass cheeks tense up and forces a quiet whimper from between his lips. SHUT UP SHUT UP HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO MOVE ON FROM THIS MOVE ON WITH MY DAILY LIFE????? VANESSA HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LAUGH LOVE IN THESE SITAUTIONS ??

I REPEAT HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO LIVE LAUGH LOVE IN THESE SITUATIONS??? JIWOO SOUNDS SIERIOUS OH SHIT NOW SHE KNOWS AAAH

WHY IS SHE CONNECTING THE DOTS SOMETIMES CHARACTERS SHOULD BE DUMB PLEASEEEE also why is there a group of people surrounding kook??? 👀

the whole thing was soo tense i sweated through my shirt now im a stinky kid -_- BUT WE LOVED IT the emotions was captured soo well and he was supportive yet very unsupportive if your brain's going haywire with an anxiety/panic attack

Twirling him threw him straight into subspace. *insert meme i hope i dont fall, her: twirls him kook : oh no mommy

the mom is sweet AND I CANT STAND THE DAD UGHHH

i prayed for her to not go to the mirror AND SHE DID NOO its really the worst thing to do during a panic attack :(

that was soo scary even i felt the uncontrollable demons while reading and thanks it ended on a good note and it was cute.

anyways i wish her a great day next morning(tho the story has ended) cuz them muscles be hurting like a bitch oof

Me reading through all your reactions:

hahahahha I love how you went on an emotional rollercoaster with this chapter jfdjsf also you quoting so many parts is my weakness hehehe thank you so much for doing that

BROORORORO THE TWIRLING PART WAS THE ONE OF THE FIRST TIMES I WENT "oh fuck i have a mommy kink" LIKE IDK IF YOU GUYS KNOW BUT AAOL WAS MY MOMMY KINK AWAKENING FADSFAHH

[shessofineliterallyhitmewithacar]

i always wanted a boyfriend

he asked me out so I said yes

he was cute enough, ruffed up hair and pretty eyes

it could work, I thought

until it came to talking, he wasn't that much of one

hard to make conversation,

like talking to a brick wall

but I could make it work, it probably just took time

we went out once, to the movies with his friends and mine

got kicked out halfway through for sneaking in,

walked around the shops instead

i had 2 panic attacks and the shops that day

dating this guy just didn't feel easy like I thought it would

cause he liked me, a lot infact

but I really didn't see him as anymore than a somewhat decent looking guy in my class

his jokes weren't funny

his personality straight off of his basic fyp

we really just couldn't have conversations

but he called me pretty,

said I was nice and looked cute

plus surely talking would just come with time

yes 1 month from now we'd be inseperable

but up came one month and nothing had changed

i sat next to him in class

knees touching

but we really didn't mesh

he talked to his friends, when he talked at all

and I talked to mine feeling awkward as hell

suddenly dating him became a chore

and I was looking at other guys, wishing none of this happened at all

cause I didn't get my first kiss,

i didn't even get a hug.

i decided this just needed to stop

so I told my sister and I told my friends

my first year 8 relationship would be put to an end

so I figured out the words I was going to text him

on the busride home, dreading the conversation ahead

but then I felt a ding, from pocket in my shirt

his kinda-friend texted me

"don't do this to him"

"if u do it do it nice

i know you want to break up with him

thats so sick"

how did he know?

"I'd dont like him anymore and I don't wanna string him along

i feel really shitty about it

but he'll be okay right?"

screenshotted

"hey no

dont send that let me do it myself

if you do it'll be even worse"

"that's really low"

how?

i no longer like him

am I meant to date him forever

im doing the right thing

i don't want to lead him on that's horrid!

"I sent it

and I know you like someone too,

you're dating him,

how could you do that?"

"that's why I'm breaking up with him

he did nothing wrong

but I just lost feelings

and feel so shit about it

please make sure sure he's okay"

last thing I needed was someone making me me feel worse bout this desicion

it was mine to make and I'm not taking it back

i don't want to date him so I wont

i texted him to make sure was okay

he had deleted a chat

"I'm really sorry

i didn't want to do it this way

you didn't do anything wrong

i just lost feelings

im really sorry"

left on read

great

i could feel the half the year already talking bad about me

so many of them were at training together

i asked the girls

ava said he looked really sad, shit

i could hear the voices

"did you hear Audrey dumped Cody?

yeah she liked someone else too slut

cant believe she did it

3 days after one month too wtf

slut

whore

bitch

who does she think she is?"

i have a class with half of them tmr

fuck I can't wait

i can see it now

"why did you break up with him

who do you like

why did you do it

hes heartbroken

what about the bracelet

he said he loved you and you do this

why would you do that

worst girlfriend

bet you're already dating someone else

are you really that much of a slut

i know you wore your skirt short but I didn't think you were really a slut Jesus"

shut up

"whore"

shut up

"slut"

shut up

"cheater"

SHUT UP.

i should've never said yes to being his girlfriend

i said it to avoid confronatation

'for the plot' they say

they never say the endings to those stories tho do they?

im gonna talk to him in person tomorrow tho

i never intended to

but I have to don't I?

to make sure he's okay,

but I know it's mostly for damage control

to make sure they don't all hate me

does that make me a bad person?

maybe

i can't help it tho

i never wanted it to end like this

i knew I didn't like him, merely the idea of him,

i knew it when it started

but I couldn't help tho

i had to have the attension

fuck

there goes my first high school relationship and there goes the soccer TSP actually liking me

i guess I'll see what really happens tomorrow.

[scentedchildnacho]

They asked me if I was alright so I told them I am really over tired someone tried to shoot me last night

I explained I think it was someone irish I have always had to be a Catholic school girl and he was too pale and fair haired to be white or European

I was told my sunny colors are beautiful too and I as white should not ruin my potential with childish nothing

I cant think of any other edifice that has completely claimed ownership of my body other then dental Christianity

I didn't see the gun but he made noises or cliques like he was closing the clip of a revolver or hand gun then he opened the trunk

And then for no apparent reason he stopped threatening me with noises got back into the car and left

That's what's curious to me he doesn't appear to have any consequences and could just kill me and get away with it and instead just left

So I think from cop shows they do monitor them surgically or shock and scare the hell out of him the way they do me because if he had to think of something alarming he just left

I think cops a little mysteriously are more effective at social control then I realize

I didn't call the police because he maybe had a gun and it appeared to me stupid and unsafe to call them to a location with weapons

Its an isolated location they wouldn't be able to rush in and out of and I do it so I die and am not donated to science

That's me about not being naive he was practicing something tactical on me for several hours and I have a very shocked and blurred migraine

But that apparently is truly the most they can do something brutally mental but if they try to kill now that was worse then jail work

I explained the black men in the area are rude horrible and unpleasant to poverty consistently poor themselves with nothing to give and a rude mean need to put themselves before poverty

So I think it was an opportunity to kill me finally and blame them

Some black guy came up to me and asked me if I had crystal meth so I told him I have no idea what your talking about then he also went to meet his selfish needs first and left me there with nothing

I told them the things have fuck ya over signs up everywhere about restrooms and no one will give me adequate payments to keep the bathroom meter running so I assume the street drug problem is keeping me on Arabic laws that could cause me jail rape should I not want to pee my pants

Its Mussolini inspired and not my land and I have to keep the bathroom always paid

Mussolini has criminals and the bathroom has to always be paid

They imply the jobs are being mean and their not their is a dictatorial regime and I have to always every time pay the bathroom meter

They clear cut state forest there is no where to go it's all a cess pool bitch and fucker disease

A lot of it doesn't appear to believe in stupidity and they will all have been stupid racists and people who bully by being selfish has you don't have something much larger then themselves that will burn down bitch and fuckers place to live for refusing to have anything social to do in a heat wave

They bully because they have more wealth then I do so something with more wealth then it will call it stupid and tank it

Its a heat wave and the things still have no where to go to call family important it's a heat wave you shut down consumption in humanitarian crisis and protect ones home instead of being out as bitch and fucko does promenade mall

Anyway I told them I don't know if there was a victim in the car he tried to blame me for or what exactly happened but he drove down in a black small unmarked commuter vehicle with desires to cop me then apparently was not given authority to corner isolate and shock me blind and deaf and just left

He used methods I saw cops use on vehicles they claimed had theft problems so I think he had a theft problem and tried to come down and blame me for it

He was so pale and fair haired he appeared the meth dealer the black guy was looking for so maybe that black guy was in the car and he tried to dispose of him and blame me for it

Its a rude mean black guy and it's kind of shocking their not more frightened of going missing

And now after ten years of poverty she is a monster instead of that man that looks like what was her name Charlize Theron played

Some lawn mower man came right up to me and threatened to cut me up so I asked this guy with a van if he had a self defense weapon I could use and he said no he just wants ya awake and moving and more adrenaline not cut up so I said yes do you have a self defense weapon so I can just quickly put it down out of misery awhile

It just ran the mower into high voltage to attack me so you have a self defense weapon to quickly baker act it's suicidality

The thing just tried to crash the high voltage do you have something to immediately put it into psychiatric emergency

She asked me if I had a self defense weapon.....so I said no most weapon sales are white and cause aggressional adrenal fatigue if a perp is hit with one he could go into high energy more attack and hurt ya worse which is why their only given to police

If lady police hit a perp with something they only do it if their gang wants to learn full combat control on something very aggravated

Most weapons manufacturing went to Africa and you can self defend without being angry there are tactical responses that are pleasant and disarming

Some people under light hypnosis do experience penitential remorse start crying and confess things about trauma

White is still soviet bloc it's x ray only vision very intensely angry shocking and terrifying and it's desired by many cultures because it does quickly stop unwanted behaviours of those not with the group

It caused me intense anxiety and when I'm anxious if I don't have satisfying return lash outs im depressed

If it's a psychiatrist for white people it does really terrify multi cultural groups to ever have a white disciplinary plan

She wouldn't stop calling the group hells and so a threat of a white plan and it cried like the witch was burning and finally went away

That's why whites were called feds it's not dynamic enough to be a corporate wealth

I asked someone about if they knew police and who a good police officer is to tell about violence against women and she told me to go to city council and file a report but don't just dial them their working seeing eye police and cannot be bothered

I did yell at traffick it kept being stupid it accelerates till it brakes quick and blocks handicap access and so I tell it it's percieved as aliens it's bitch and fuckos day everyday and it doused it's kids in chlorine

I explain to it that it's someone who will douse its own children in chlorine and so is nothing but a mental to the state

It may call me an inferior race but doing so has done nothing but refer to it as nothing but inferior its willing to terrify and shorten the life span of its own children

And she was like bye to me as I screamed at her that she don't own everything and is in the way of the pedestrian access and I was like yea bye your nothing but bitch and fucko to people yea bye

The things are complete idiots that always hug the line and accelerate at the intersection and look both ways only their really stupid awful people that assault other drivers and especially harass and batter poverty

The things understand one pedal or the other it's a repulsive inferior retard

Thats all they do bitch and fucko is take ya up to these lights get strict photos of ya and that's all they need to create a permanent population legislation

I mean there are things I maybe don't see but plastic surgery surgery cancer etc that's all being called a mental

Very barbaric in comparison to technologies and food science

Then the organ exists with mutations and they get that gunk that gunk out or your a death shell mummy to be preserved

All mental no belief here at all in being alive or enjoying life

Cancer freud there is an Amazon basin and if our indigenous origin had not been disturbed we would not have to suffer shame and patience

They still ice bath people here no joke it's all like one of the worst historic community assylums ever

This black lady who let me stay at her broke down southern house and explained to me she has a new letter disease and if more people knew about these new letters she would not have had to be trained in head battery

Its so much cuter and slightly generous if the black ladies play head beaters

Oh my gosh it's almost time for my bedtime and I don't know where to go now that I know that guy will drive around me

[winderlylandchime]

1/2We are on 4x08 and he is sitting with his fingers crossed and repeating to himself ‘not cancer, not cancer, not cancer’. ‘BRIAN IS BACK AT BABYLON! SEE! It was just a scare. Where’s Blondie? Go find him- VIC?! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON? Vic, i miss you baby. I miss you so much. What’s with the old guys? Oh fuck. I don’t like the sight of Brian in a hospital bed. Horrible’ ‘is Ben still a bitch because Rage might become a movie? Grow up man.’ Deb is shopping for the gravestone ‘promise me, you wont pull some type of shit like that. Just give me a little stone and write ‘well fuck’ on it and that will be perfect.’ ‘BRIAN IS BACK! He looks like shit, poor baby. *jumps up and screams* HE HAS TO GET TO CLASS! HE WENT BACK TO SCHOOL! HE LISTENED! Of course Brian wants to drive him. (Cuts to britin in the car) LOOK AT THEM! Brian, you gotta come clean. HE MISSED HIM! HE FUCKING MISSED HIM! The man who was willing to do anything to get rid of him in season 1, just casually said “i missed you”. I AM NOT OKAY. (Brian tries to prove justin he missed him with a kiss) oh just suck his dick! (Justin keeps saying he’s not convinced and brian laughs) THAT RIGHT THERE IS SOME BIG DICK ENERGY. He has that man wrapped around his finger. Good for you Blondie. (brian takes his shades off) oh poor baby, he looks exhausted.’ ‘I don’t know what this lindsay and the painter bullshit is. But i need it gone because it is taking air time away from Brian’ the Justin/Mikey/Keller scene is up ‘oh is this the producer or whatever? Why does he looks familiar? I have a very soft spot for Justin calling Brian his boyfriend.’ ‘Aww look at Brian listening to Justin. Unlike some other boyfriend. How is he planning to hide the surgery from Justin? HE DOES LOOK TIRED! Brian just tell him. Does he plan on not having sex for a whole month or? (Justin is about to hear the voicemail) oh no. SHIT. OH SO THATS HOW HES GONNA FIND OUT?’ Justin is now confronting Mikey ‘oh poor baby, he looks so sad. He looks like he cried. Wait? He’s gonna tell Mike? Dude, go to Brian! WHY IS NO ONE TALKING TO EACH OTHER IN THIS FUCKING SHOW? It wouldve made more sense to go to Ted than Mike. Or Cynthia! Mike is gonna blow this out of proportion like i would. NO HE CANT HAVE CANCER! Okay, here’s what we’re gonna do fellas. Mikey you keep your mouth shut. Justin, you go to Brian and have a talk with him and I will continue to freak out’ and now we are at Brian in the office scene ‘you can hear it in his voice that he isn’t okay. Baby, please tell Justin. He looks and sounds like shit. Ted looks worried as fuck. THIS FUCKING SUCKS. All of it. He cant catch a break. Why didn’t he tell Ted? That would make sense.’ Deb has a breakdown in the diner: ‘oh my poor sweet Deb. This is gonna be me though if something happens to Brian, just so we’re all clear on that’ He is now groaning because of Linds and Sam ‘I don’t like this. He grabbed her ass. He suggested a threesome. She calls him a pig or whatever and now we’re friends? Weird and i hate it’ and we are now at babylon ‘Justin is trying to be sweet and caring and Brian is trying to be the Brian Kinney that Justin knows. If only this could be solved by, oh I don’t know…TALKING. (mikey tackles Brian) is he fucking stupid? Be honest? I swear he’s dumb. WHAT DID I SAY, he’s worse than me. He shouldve gone to Ted. Or Emmett. EXACTLY JUSTIN TELL MIKE HES BEING STUPID. I don’t like this producer dude, but that could be just because i don’t trust hollywood people. Ben really is a piece of shit. This is some shit Brian would pull in season 1 not mister Buddha.’ And we are at Britin scene ‘aw Justin’s not feeling well. ALL IT TOOK WAS CAN YOU COME WITH ME AND BAM BRIAN DROPS EVERYONE AND EVERYTHING FOR HIM! Although why is he peacocking? He clearly cant fuck right now so who is he trying to impress with these dudes?’

BRIAN DROPPING HIM OFF AT SCHOOL IS EVERYTHING. It's such an incredible scene.

Sam! That's the fucker's name! Ugh what a terrible arc.

And yes, the failure to communicate about the cancer... so frustrating.

[stahfakz]

23/4/23

I think im dreaming. This isnt real.

When you met them, you thought they were the shit, but you dont know the pain i went through with her, and shes probs told you all about her drama.

It is fucked.

The way i told everyone to like you, and they followed me, despite the shitty email you sent, and then how you attacked me back over time, shut me down, demanding responses, called me from the goaddamn work phone.

How m just told you everything so easily, like i was nothing to him.

Tbh, he hasnt been the same with me, and he was critical of me after you guys spoke.

What cruel injustice.

That you cant see.

That selfish bitches are out there, when im the one in pain, doing all the work, never getting credit.

Not once did she acknowledge my help publically, just kept shutting me down.

Kept telling me her drama and insecurities and bodily functions. For real?

Makes me want to run away from m.

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Oh but the look on your face when you asked me if dean went into a meeting with me straight away, but i said no, he just let me know when he was available, she was so fucking jealous that I can do this.

Just reach out to a senior manager and chat to them about stuff, cos shes scared to. Because Dean is the way he is, she says, hes "hard to impress." So i guess shes jealous that ive impressed him.

Its like, ppl who are career focused to be managers, doesnt mean they should be.

And the people who should be, arent given the recognition they deserve.

I mean, she kept banging on about leadership, and its like, butch you have no idea what even leadership fucking means.

The jealousy combined with the fact i have real leadership over the team, and im not even trying. Definately not trying to promote myself here, just stating the facts.

But its still some type of sweet justice that that cunt has now fucked off. Fuck you bitch, you dont know shit.

Im secretly glad you're jealous that I have the ability to speak openly with senior managers sbout anything.

Fucking hell.

Thinking about this, has made me cry.

I wasnt able to tell my team mates, cos they all thought she was the shit.

So i have to wait, if m and i are ever together, but i doubt it, im not feeling anything from him right now cos of his judgyness. I mean, maybe they hooked up. Probably.

Who the fuck am i to think anyone could ever be a man and approach me.

I mean, B me more than m at the moment. How fucked up is that, even if B owes me, and thats how im justifying it.

I have to deal with soooooo much shit.

I almost feel like telling him that Deans been the most stable support Ive had for a number of years, just to piss him off. Like he should do better. That maybe that bitch was lying.

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I have to sit away from luke next time in the office anyway, so you can deal with staring at me from a distance and me looking fine af as always, like you cant have me and watch while everyone approaches me.

Cos whilst im humble af and down to earth, i am the queen of that team, even if i dont want to admit it myself or use that language.

They all gravitated towards me, even last year, long before I was point of contact, and none of them knew about my previous roles of team coach, etc.

Even luke s had a glowing report of me, and how approachable I am when helping others especially with emotional shit.

So I've pulled up my big girl pants, and stepping back into my god-given leader role.

Guiding the team on how to deal with our actual tm. Taking on board a lot more than i should, but not complaining.

Messaging the group chat with diplomatic words as well as encouragement and support, well before her farewell email with her shitty five words regarding our actual tm.

And it's showing already, how I live by my words, amazing that Emilie is loyal to me publically, and I don't ask for it.

Just some sweet frosting on that butches cake, as shes constantly refused to ackowledge her success with us was entirely my doing.

I literally cannot wait until she tries another tenured team, and gets slammed. That'll be the real fucking karmic justice.

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Karmic justice how senior managers know how I am, that I just say things out loud that need to be said, without fear (Thanks autism and abusive ex.).

Maybe it really is time to acknowledge that I would actually be a really good manager, and maybe I should apply and start getting serious with experience.

There are so many shit managers out there, and a severe lack of good ones.

Can I be one of the good ones? Kerry is still the best manager ive ever had, with hannah and dan a close second. And while dean isnt actually my manager, he's one of the best people in management I know, and im glad that we see eye to eye on things and that i make sense to him.

Can i break through my own belief-limiting thoughts?

🤔🤔🤔

[dromaeo-sauridae]

so i was in this suburban neighborhood and it was one of those HUGE ones where it went on forever and i wasnt paying attention at the time but there was nothing around it no city in the distance no hills no trees. there was no one outside either it was all pristine and everything and i was jogging down the street

im going down the sidewalk and eventually i come up to this BIG ASS brutalist style building with 2 entrances and some weird ass NaissanceE style architecture where it was really difficult to get to the entrance and by dream logic i knew this was an indoor swimming pool and went hm i wanna go swimming

but i couldnt figure out how to get in so i was standing there for a bit trying to figure it out and the entrance on the left had these tiny like 1 foot wide block like stairs which seemed the easiest to get into so i took that entrance

i had like a weird feeling but when i got up to the door it was one of those big ass security doors and it had two locks on the inside. so i unlocked it and opened it and inside was like this weird dark hallway that curved a ton and i couldnt see beyond like 10 feet. so i shut the door and turned to gtfo cuz that was crazy

im making my way back and i have to go slow cuz the stairs and some guy walks up and sees me and grabs me

he goes “you are NOT supposed to be here gtfo NOW or youll get caught to NOT let anyone see you holy shit”

and im like yeah seems fair and turn to go but guess what a ton of other guys showed up and are walking around the area and this bigass truck is pulling up and dream logic again i know this is Big Bad so i go to sneak out

and one of the other guys thats there sees me as im leaving but he intentionally turns away so i can escape

so im running back down this suburb now and im trying to reach the end and i finally realize how freaky this place is dead silent noone around

im trying to find a way out and at the end… i cant remember this part exactly but there was like a little girl and her family. and they were outside but they werent doing anything they were kind of just standing there.

and this was at the end of this suburb, and theres was this MASSIVE fucking gate like 20 feet tall solid iron. and i go to go through it cuz there was a little gap and this girl follows me. parents dont say nothing so im like cool whatever

and at the end of this suburb is another suburb, but this one has people outside playing and trees and stuff and its not all freaky and dead. so this little girl sees it snd like her mind is blown cuz she only saw the other one. so shes doing all that and im still trying to find a way out so im looking around

and i cant remember this part exactly either but i somehow ended up with a few other people who i think were showing me the way out? but as we were going i noticed this suburb has all these giant gates and fences like the one i went through and any spaces of grass are just sheer cliffs that drop into nothing. so even though i can see outside we’re just like thousands of feet in the air and i cant see anything around at all

so we eventually find a hole in one of the gates and this bitch is made of concrete and the hole is just this little crawlspace. but again on the other side its just cliffs that drop into nothing so the other people i was with were trying to figure it out and i was kind of watching outside seeing if anyone was still following me. and SOMEONE WAS

he didnt see me at first so i tried to move and he saw me and came into this fucking crawlspace but i grabbed him and threatened to beat the shit out of him and he said hed leave me alone

and brother. it got fucking NUTS

i cant remember wtf it was but something grabbed both of us and dragged us out into the street

again idr what it said but it was PISSED that id gone inside that pool idk what was in there but this was some cthulu ass reality bending space monster and it was mad as hell. it started ripping apart reality and the way it did it made it like… have u ever set plastic packaging on fire and it bubbles and turns black thats what was happening to everything it was all burning

and idr if i died in the dream or what but it said like along the lines of “all the people who helped you will stay alive forever to witness this” and you could see everything turning black around everyone and they were screaming but it wasnt burning them

and then it said like ? “but dont worry none of it is real. theyre all fine they just think this is whats happening” so everything was normal and not burning but everyone whod helped me out was thinking that reality was collapsing and catching on fire and losing their minds forever. and that was the dream

i dont tell yall about my dreams very often and ive been having crazy world ending ones a lot less recently (and more work related stress dreams) but bro, i just remembered one i had a couple of months ago that deserves to be Out There

[onehyperfixationatatime]

We’re not saying goodbye, not today, okay?

Summary: You and Dustin get Eddie out of the upside down. Eddie x reader

Authors note: a lot of you asked for something where Eddie survives, so I figured to give you a little something. This was really quickly written, I promise to put more work into something even better along these lines soon! All of the works I’ve posted on here so far have been first drafts, so please don’t be too harsh🤧 

“Eddie!!” you scream, following Dustin out of the upside down trailer and racing towards your lover. God no, please, please no. When the demobats fall, you and Dustin run to Eddie. Placing his head in your lap, you inspect him to see the damage. “Oh god,” Dustin cries. “Bad, huh?” Eddie says, looking up at the two of you. “Hey, hey its gonna be okay. Stay with me Eddie, stay right here. Come on, you’re going to get up, and we are going to get you out of here,” you reassure him. He shakes his head, he can feel that he is really not okay. “It’s gonna be okay,” he tells you. “Please baby, were not saying goodbye. Not today, okay?” you plead with him. “Look, we just gotta get you to a hospital. Okay? Y/n help me get him up!” Dustin yells desperately.

Eddie hooks one arm around Dustin’s neck and the other around yours, and together, you’re able to walk him all the way back to the trailer. “Son of a bitch… how are we going to get him up there?” you think out loud, tears streaming continually down your face as the love of your life nears death in your grasp. The sound of him struggling to breathe clouds your already racing mind. You cant lose him, not today, not here, not like this.

“Okay, okay Eddie stay calm, were gonna get you out of here,” Dustin scans the room, trying so hard not to let panic set in. “Okay, i think were gonna have to lift him. But from the ground… it’s too low.” He grabs the table sitting next to the front door, and slides it right under the gate. “I don’t think this can hold all of our weight,” you say, concerned. “Do you have a better idea? It’s worth a shot, and right now its the only one we have,” Dustin yells.

You nod, helping eddie stand up on the barely stable table, you getting up there with him. You bend down on one knee, and use your hands as a stepping stool. ”Okay Eds, just try to reach it, you can do this baby, please, just reach.” You can hear how much pain he is in as he reaches, blood still spilling from his wounds. It shatters your heart to listen to it but you just need to get him back. Then everything will be okay.

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The next day-

Eddie has been really quiet since yesterday. You cant blame him, it was traumatic. Hell, this whole damn week has been traumatic for him, for all of you. He hadn’t been able to shower last night because of how weak he was after losing all of that blood, but you had made sure to clean and wrap all of his wounds before the two of you went to bed. You were just glad he was safe, alive. You were so close to losing him.

“Eddie, do you want to try to take a shower?” you ask him, brushing your thumb across his cheek. His eyes close, feeling safety and love from your touch. God, how he loved your touch. How he loved you. He wishes he could say something, anything. But he doesnt know what to say. Maybe he’s just still in shock, and a shower would help him feel a bit better. He nods, accepting your request. He stands up and follows you to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. “It’s okay, you're okay now. Nothing can hurt you right now, okay?” you say softly as you move towards him, placing a soft, gentle kiss on his cheek. He closes his eyes as your lips make contact with his cheek. He wants so bad to be with you here, in this present moment. But every second of the last week is running through his mind on a loop. The events of last night, the pain, the fear, all of it.

You place another gentle kiss on his jawline, then his neck. After helping him take his shirt off, you begin to undress his wounds. They look really bad, but not half as bad as they did… Eddie lets out a wince when the bandages peel away from his skin, sending waves of pain through his whole body. “Im sorry..” you tell him. “It’s okay, its okay. Y/n i love you so much. So fucking much do you know that? God, thank you for everything,” he says all at once, tears now streaming down his cheeks. “Thank you for saving me.”

“Don’t thank me, i wasn’t going to let you martyr yourself. As beautiful a display of sacrifice and bravery as it would have been, i couldn’t lose you. And it wouldn’t have been worth it. I’m just glad your here, with me.” You take his face in your hands and kiss his lips carefully, missing the feeling of his lips on yours. Eddie smiles down at you as you remove the rest of his clothes, then yours. He has no idea how he got so lucky, but you are the best part of his life.

You find a nice warm but not too hot temperature for the water before getting in, eddie right behind you. He lets you under the water first, wetting your hair and your body. Your beautiful body. “You look like a fucking goddess you know that?” he says in an almost monotone voice as his eyes gaze upon every inch of you. Your cheeks heat up at his comment and you lean in, kissing his chest and leaving a trail of kisses all along his arms and chest, avoiding any wounded areas, before switching spots with him.

Eddie is under the water now, his hair quickly soaking. You watch as beads of water roll down his pale skin. He is such a beautiful man. A literal work of art. Moving closer, you are now both under the water to some extent. Your bodies so close, yet not quite touching to be careful not to hurt him. “I don’t know what I would have done, had we not been able to…” you start to say, quickly earning a ‘shh” from Eddie, and a finger held up to his lips.

“But you did. You and Dustin, you guys saved my life. I’m right here y/n, right here. Okay baby? You’re not going to lose me. I promise I’m going to be a pain in your ass for a really long time. You got that?” Eddie takes your face in his hands now, forcing you to make eye contact with him. “I love you. I’m not going anywhere, its all okay now. We don’t need to worry right now, okay? Let this moment just be us, together, no crazy monsters or nasty shit or dark wizards. Just you, and me.”