#and now im sitting by a pond in a park

[casdeans-pie]

The amount of times I go to type Harvey Dent in the tags but it comes out as Harbey Dent is bordering on ridiculous

I delete it and laugh every time because in my head it sounds like how you would say Harvey if you had a cold

Harbey

[p4r4syte]

its boiling hot rn so heres some lost boy hcs. what i think theyd do/be like in summer (mildly suggestive?)

pls add comments, ill add to it :3

David :

•avoids everyone. i know vampires are cold blooded but no doubt these mfs get agitated during summer. David the worst. he’d be sat there, coat discarded with a pissed off expression. still smoking. god forbid he doesnt smoke

•will even get pissed off with Feeding Time™️ because the bloods warm so he’d just disappear for days on end. hiding away. basically hibernating

•Is Extremely Snappy. he will go for anyones throat, doesnt even matter if youre together (god forbid mates), he’ll be avoiding you just in case but will Bark at the boys given any chance

•”he wouldnt hurt a fly” HE WOULD!!!!!! Fuck That Fly Do Not Invade My Personal Space

•will only calm down once hes cooler, he would genuinely have to piss off to the sea (or i imagine the cave has a watered in area) ((only dwayne knows about it but he let david in on it)) or hes sulking in a damp, desolate part of the cave. just waiting for the summer to end

•only one of the boys that can speak to david during this time is dwayne because of how hes empathetic towards his Boys. Marko And Paul Will Be DropKicked On Sight.

•sleeps upside down, near the darkest most secluded park of the cave. there isnt any air, theres no breeze. he doesnt care, he just wants to, fester. Leave Him To Fester

Marko :

•becomes more feral than he ordinarily is

•he Will be dangling from the ceiling, trying to catch any breeze that rolls in

•he will also be chilling with the pigeons, they find the coolest places in the cave to rest so Why Not?

•the summer heat will also be giving him unneeded energy. he WILL be playfighting with paul and then laying there overheating and gets pissed off once paul tried to interact with him again. Cant You See Im Warm? Jesus.

•will find endless cool drinks on the boardwalk once it cools down during night. itll give him no sustenance and he’ll be pissed off that he has a headache tomorrow but. Mmm Slushie :3

•still eats hot food and will complain about how hes warmer now than before he ate the food. yes he knew beforehand. no he wont stop. let him complain

•him and paul sit shirtless in the centre part of the cave, eating ice creams and then getting pissed off once theyve eaten them all (or theyve melted)

•calmer than david, less irritated than dwayne, less energetic than paul

•sleeps in a random, small part of the cave because the air rushes straight through (he followed the pigeons)(he learns many things from them, this is one of the many great things he found out)

Paul :

•please calm down. its Hot. Get The Memo

•continues his antics, just with, less clothes.

•the ONLY motherfucker thats actively trying to interact with everyone else

•he doesnt get it, god bless. not a single thought in that head x

•is also smoking. sat on that fountain (the cold marble against his back), trying to yell to the others (they ignore him) speaker blasting music (its pissing everyone off)

•the only one that actually leaves the cave (until he convinces marko to get slushes with him. then hes no longer going alone)

•a nuisance. a pure fucking mosquito of a man. he’d be stuck to you if he could, please don’t let him you dont know where hes been (various ponds) (hes upside down in a shrub) (dont help him)

•hes a boombox blaster, weedsmoking, white rum drinker in summer. or whatever he can get his hands on. but best believe he’s living it up even if he doesnt make it out the cave most nights

•sleeps drunk in the fountain, naked. Hey, Its Cool. What Do You Want From Me?

Dwayne :

•is the only one who Actually attempts to cater to the rest

•he knows exactly how everyone is and as much as he Needs To Rot too, he needs to check on everyone first

•only person hes really checking on is david lets be honest

•after finding david and just, checking, he’ll find his own section of the cave. not too far, within ear distance of Everyone in the cave

•he’ll just rest there for a while, just dangling, all sweaty

•sometimes he has enough energy to chill with paul and marko but quickly loses it after a while. paul is Way too much for him in this heat. Hes Markos Issue Now :)

•he is the only one that will remind the other boys that they need to eat. it may be hot, but you still need to eat. cue moody david, hyper paul, sweaty and overstimulated marko and coping mother dwayne

•doesnt speak to anyone, literally not at all, because hes just Too Hot™️ so he’ll just pull your hand to what he wants, guiding you to what he needs

•sleeps alone, in the centre on the cave. just above where they all gather, so he can hear everyone but is just far enough away to get peace. oh, hes also naked.

[flannelstains]

𝓐bout 𝓜e

❛ 𝘰𝘰𝘩, 𝘴𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘯𝘢, 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❜

⋆.࿐ hello !! my name is sienna, and i’m from california. my shifting journey started late two-thousand-nineteen, but i always kind of knew about shifting. i’m currently fifteen, and i’ve shifted once ( now twice !! ) before for about five minutes. i’m under the sapphic umbrella, and currently trying to figure out exactly where under that umbrella.

i grew up extremely christian, and now i’m agnostic. my mom is my best friend, and knows i have different views on this crazy world— she’s also agnostic.

i couldn’t describe myself if i had a gun to my head, the trigger would be pulled because i would sit there pondering for hours while the metal was pressed against my temple.

from that analogy i hope you got a good idea on how you would describe me. i feel like i’ve always been a little different from the crowd, and maybe that’s why shifting found me, because i feel so at peace now that i can be myself throughout any reality.

i’ve always been called an ‘old soul’ since i was a child, and that really resonates with me currently, since in various realities i’m connected to, i’m older than i am in this reality.

❛ 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘵𝘴, 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥. ❜

⋆.࿐ since it is hard for me to describe myself through words, i’ve decided to give examples of songs i adore and feel really describe me.

i. sweet carolina, lana del rey.

ii. cynical one, tv girl.

iii. sienna, the marías.

iv. skinny love, bon iver.

v. writer in the dark, lorde.

vi. 104 degrees, slaughter beach, dog.

vii. bag of bones, mitski.

viii. pier 4, clairo.

ix. elementary school, delaney bailey.

x. sparrow, big thief.

xi. beaches, beabadoobee.

xii. the killing moon, pavement.

xiii. letter to god (1974), halsey.

xiv. bigmouth strikes again, the smiths.

xv. my girlfriend, tv girl.

xvi. sandy, alex g.

xvii. in my feelings, lana del rey.

xviii. not a lot, just forever, adrianne lenker.

xix. angel, alice phoebe lou.

xx. angelina, lizzy mcalpine.

⊱ plus many more..

❛ 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶. ❜

⋆.࿐ i am an infj !! and before anyone goes on blabbing about how they’re rare, and im faking, or i’m probably just an infp, i promise you, i am an infj. and the only reason i stand by this, is because i’ve taken the these about five times over the span of two years and i’ve only gotten infp once, and all the other times i was an infj.

so, being on the topic of an infj, i’ll list the characters / people i am like !

i. lisa simpson. ( the simpsons )

ii. izuku midoriya. ( my hero academia )

iii. amy pond. ( doctor who )

iv. newt scamander. ( fantastic beasts and where to find them )

v. lexi howard. ( euphoria )

vi. daenerys targaryen. ( game of thrones )

vii. loki laufeyson. ( marvel )

viii. diane nguyen. ( bojack horseman )

ix. kyle broflovski. ( south park )

x. james. ( the end of the fucking world )

xi. aragorn. ( lord of the rings )

xii. remus lupin. ( harry potter )

xiii. jeanne d’arc. ( joan of arc )

xiv. luka couffaine. ( miraculous )

xv. esther coleman. ( orphan )

xvi. andrew hozier-byrne. ( hozier )

xvii. sally. ( the nightmare before christmas )

xviii. glenn rhee. ( the walking dead )

xix. clarke griffin. ( the 100 )

xx. marinette dupain-cheng. ( miraculous )

⊱ plus many more..

❛ 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. ❜

⋆.࿐ i hope that summed up kind of who i am, and how i view the world. i’ve been on tumblr for about a year now, but i haven’t really ever posted until recently, so i’m still navigating the app.

i will make more posts about my journey, along with my opinions and views, including some questions, but for now i just am slowly warming up to be a tumblr poster !!

WARNING !!! i have opinions. also, i’ve been told by almost everyone i meet that i am odd, so if i act strange, just tune it out. smile and nod guys, just smile and nod.

[crazylittlejester]

I'm having a really shitty day, do you have any fluffy headcanons of the modern au Links? It doesn't have to be anyone in particular, I love them all (sorry if this is demanding, you can ignore this if you want to /gen)

i gotchu anon, im sorry to hear your day hasn’t been going well i hope you feel better 💙💙💙

- Twi is strong enough to hold (for brief periods of time at least) all of the dogs on the ranch, none of them are too heavy for him, so if they’re in the mood to be “lap dogs”, he can absolutely hold and cuddle them. Wolfie in particular loves to be held, and Twi will carry that dog around like a puppy because he loves him so so so so much and he gives him so many kisses and talks to him like a toddler. and Wolfie is obsessed with every second of it

- when War isn’t feeling good, mentally or physically, he’ll flop face down on his floor and his cat Tara will come sit by him and rub her head against his jaw until he picks her up and goes to his bed. Sometimes when its more of a mental health bad day he’ll call Wild and Wild will come over and make sure he eats something and just be there near him for as long as he needs (War does the same for him when he needs it)

- Sky loves to carve little birds for his girlfriend but he’ll also make little goats for Twi and little cats for War. Both of the boys have all the little figures Sky has made them on their desks so they can look at them

- Sky stress bakes because cooking is something that makes him feel calm and happy, so whenever he’s stressed out their apartment smells INCREDIBLE, and then he feels better by the end of it AND theres a delicious meal. Sometimes he’ll end up making more food than he, Twi, and War can reasonably eat so they’ll invite Legend and Hyrule up

- War’s cat Milo has a love for kitchen counters and so when Sky’s cooking and Milo is inevitably on the damn counter, Sky will call him “Chef” and say things like “Well we have to get the milk now, Chef Milo” as if the cat is going to help him open the fridge. Sky also sings/hums to himself as he cooks and Will end up singing/humming to the cat

- Twi goes through some pretty low lows with his mental health and sometimes he doesn’t have the energy to speak, but he’ll come silently sit next to War or Sky somewhere in the apartment and thats how the others know he’s looking for a little extra love so War will usually give him a cat to hold and they’ll watch a movie

- Every time War slips on a patch of ice on the pavement Twi makes fun of him because “mr world champion figure skater slips on patch of ice” will never NOT be funny to him, and War will hit/kick at his ankles until he falls down too

- Groose will sometimes send Sky texts like “haha fuck you, you loser, i caught this really cool ass bug and you dont have one of these” and Sky, out of sheer spite, will drop literally everything he is doing, go to the city park, and search for a cooler looking bug so he can respond with “FUCK YOU” and a 0.5 of whatever bug he found. This has gotten him out of bed on days where he was too depressed to move, this has made him go outside and walk around when he really REALLY needed it, because somehow Groose always knows when a good 30 minutes of looking in the dirt for bugs will be good for Sky and he always feels better afterwards

- War took Sky and Twilight skating once, led them both out into the middle of the rink, and then sped away, leaving both of them in varying degrees of distress. Sky was able to figure things out and get back to the edge, but Twi just stood there like a baby deer on a frozen pond (if either of them expressed being GENUINELY upset and scared, War would’ve gotten them immediately)

- Every so often they’ll have “sleepovers” where they all drag their shit into either War’s bedroom or the living room and watch movies until they fall asleep together on the floor/War’s bed. The cats join them every time

[nwjn-z]

Hello~ could I request Stan knocking on reader’s window in the middle of the night sad bc Randy’s being… Randy? So they go out to Stark’s Pond and sit on the bench while he rants and they drink n stargaze n stuff?

Late night confessions — feat. Stan Marsh x reader

warning(s): yelling, drinking, swearing

author’s note: OMG ANON IM SO SORRY I DIDNT UPLOAD THIS SOONER IVE BEEN REALLY BUSY, here you go tho i know it’s late asf but i hope you like it😞

It was 2:34 am, and the quite mountain town of South Park was in a peaceful slumber, but the Marsh household was anything but quite and peaceful.

“ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS DRINK AND MOPE IN YOUR ROOM ALL DAY INSTEAD OF HELPING YOUR FAMILY!” Randy seethes to his son.

“HELPING YOU WITH YOUR STUPID FUCKING WEED FARM ISNT HELPING THE FAMILY YOU DICK!” Stan spits back.

“You know what Stan? I am so sick and tired of your shit. You don’t do jack shit all day, you never want to help out with the family business, and when you do decide to help you always fuck up. You are going to get no where in life with this kind of attitude Stanley.”

All it took to push Stan over the edge was bringing up his future. Ever since starting high school, Stan biggest anxiety was what he was going to do with his life. The fear of ending up a “waste of space” kept him up at night.

“Seriously fuck you dad.” Stan sniffles as he storms out the house, wanting to be anywhere but “home”.

Stan gets in his car and makes his way to town with only his phone and wallet. He needed comfort right now. He needed to go somewhere that was familiar, somewhere that he felt safe at.

Stark’s Pond was special to Stan. Growing up it was his favourite place to be, where he hung out with his friends, where he had his first kiss, and where he had his few good memories with his dad.

But he didn’t want to be alone right now, he wanted to be with someone he could talk to, who would understand him, who could make him forget all about his problems, who could make him feel good no matter what, he needed you.

You were up late for no particular reason. It was summer so you were off your normal schedule. You mindlessly scrolled through your phone while the rest of your family was fast asleep.

When Stan made his way to your house he began to climb up on to your balcony. When he managed to do so he couldn’t help but stare at you through the space in between your curtains.

He saw you laying on your stomach swinging your legs back and fourth and holding a pillow to rest your head on while you where preoccupied with your phone.

You where so beautiful to him. You always had been since the day you two met. He loved your hair, your eyes, the way you talked, how you were always to quite yet kind, the way you made him feel so weak. He loved it all, he couldn’t get enough of you. He wanted nothing more than to make you his.

He continued to stare, looking longingly at you with hearts in his eyes until you noticed him staring and freaked out. He saw you jump and threw your pillow at your window before you realised it was him. You cursed him under your breath while you opened the curtain to open the window for him.

“You scared the shit out of me.” You told him,

“I’m sorry I just got distracted.” he replied.

“What are you doing here, it’s almost 3 o’clock!” You said,

“I know im sorry, I just really need someone to talk to I just had a huge fight with my dad and I don’t know where else to go.” He says as his mind rushes thinking back to the fight as he tries to hold back tears.

“Hey hey it’s okay I’m sorry, we talk if you want I’m here for you.” You say sincerely.

Hearing your sweet voice speak to him so gently after being yelled at and berated makes him break his composure and hot tears stream down his face.

You immediately pull him into you and caress the back of his head as he buries his face into your neck, holding on to your waist for dear life.

After some time he reluctantly pulls away and wipes his face.

“I came over to ask if you want to go to Stark’s Pond with me.” He mutters as he tries to compose himself.

“Let me get my jacket.” Is all you say in response wasting no time getting your jacket.

“We’re gonna have to leave through my window, I don’t want to wake my parents.” You say zipping up your jacket

“Okay” he says meekly.

You both make your way out your window with Stan helping you get down. You get into Stan’s car and he begins to drive.

As you make your way to Stark’s Pond, you can’t help but stare at him while he drives. He has one hand on the bottom of the stirring wheel and the other hand on the gear shift. His hands are rough from years of sports and roughhousing outside, yet whenever you felt them they were so soft.

Your daydreaming was cut short when he came to a stop and you realised you weren’t at Stark’s Pond.

“I’m gonna grab drinks real quick, you want anything?” he asked

“I’ll just have whatever you are having, even though you shouldn’t be drinking.” you say in disapproval of his habit

“Yeah I know but I kinda need it right now.” he responds somewhat bashfully.

“I guess” you say.

As you sit in the car waiting for him you start to wonder why he came to you. I mean you guys are close friends but you thought that him and Kyle were closer, that he would go to his childhood best friend for things like this. Right?

You aren’t left with your thoughts for long as Stan quickly makes his way out the store and back into the car.

He gets back into the car and after a couple of seconds he starts to drive again.

The convenient store wasn’t far from Stark’s Pond so you arrived fairly quickly.

“We’re here” Stan announces

You simply reply with a hum in acknowledgment and make your way out the car with him.

You sit down and he hands you a drink before cracking open his. You two sit in silence drinking until your thoughts from sitting in the convenient store parking lot make their way back into your head.

“Hey, why did you want to hang out with me of all people?” you say still leaning your head back staring at stars

“What?” He asks, almost dumbfounded

“I mean like why not Kyle or Wendy even, they’ve known you longer and probably better than I do so I just thought you would go to one of them for something like this.” you tell him honestly

“Do you not want me to come to you?” He asks, worry written all his face and voice.

“WHAT!? NO! I mean i just thought that like, you would think I wouldn’t be any help you know?”

“Nah dude that’s bullshit, besides why would I go to my ex about my problems.” he chuckles lightheartedly

“I don’t know I thought she would get you I guess.” you say as he shakes his head “no”.

“Oh well what about Kyle then, surely he’d be your first responder or something.”

“Kyle doesn’t know shit about me at this point, anytime I try and talk to him about the things I go through he just doesn’t get it.” he responds truthfully

“We’re still best friends and all but, he just doesn’t understand why I can’t just “get over it” you know? It gets really fucking frustrating.”

You take a minute to process what he said but before you can say anything he begins to speak again,

“You aren’t like that though. You’re always so nice and never make me feel stupid or crazy for feeling the way that I do.”

His words flustered you. Only you made him feel comfortable and safe? You felt your heart clench at the thought. Without thinking you put your hand over his and finally look over at him,

“I’m glad I can be that person for you.” You say sincerely with a smile on your face

And just like that Stan just couldn’t take it anymore. You were truly the most amazing person he has ever known. You’re sweet, kind, and genuine soul made his heart swell and his face smile. He couldn’t hold back the words that left his mouth in that moment,

“I’m so in love with you.” He says with hearts basically in his eyes.

“What!?” You respond eyes wide and face flushed

“WHAT?!” he yelps, “OH MY GOD IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAT I MEAN I DID BUT NOT IF YOU DONT WANT ME TO AAAHH IM SORRY JUST FORGET I EVER SAID ANYTHI-“

“I like you too, well love.” you say honestly having waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity,

“Wait what?Really!?” Stan says, dumbfounded but simultaneously feeling his heart burst with joy

“Yeah dude” you respond with a lighthearted laugh, but before you could say anything else you felt the slight wetness of his lips on yours, relishing in the feeling you close your eyes and lean in, completely melting in his touch.

“You love me?” he asks smiling, wanting nothing more than to hear you say those three words over and over until he can’t hear anymore,

“I love you.” you say, more than happy to repeat that phrase till your voice gives out.

[grimmysloane]

"Not my Johnathan"

(IM SO SORRY SOAP LOVERS :()

Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of unrequited love and emotional distress.

John Price stood at the edge of the park, the weight of his unspoken feelings pressing down on him. The sun was setting, casting long shadows that seemed to mirror the turmoil in his heart. He had decided that today would be the day he confessed his love to Y/N.

He spotted her sitting on their favorite bench, her eyes lost in a book. Taking a deep breath, he walked over and sat down beside her. She looked up, her face lighting up with a smile that made his heart ache.

“Hey, John,” she greeted him warmly.

“Hey, Y/N,” he replied, his voice betraying the nerves he felt. “There’s something I need to tell you.”

Y/N closed her book and turned to face him, her expression curious. “What is it?”

John swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. “Y/N, we’ve been friends for a long time, and I… I love you. I want to be more than just friends.”

Y/N’s eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, John thought he saw a flicker of something in her gaze. But then she looked away, her expression turning pained.

“John, I… I don’t know what to say,” she began, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re an amazing person, and I care about you so much. But… there’s someone else.”

John felt like the ground had been pulled out from under him. “Someone else?”

She nodded, her eyes filling with tears. “Soap. I’ve had feelings for him for a while now. I’m so sorry, John. I never wanted to hurt you.”

John forced a smile, though it felt like his heart was shattering into a million pieces. “It’s okay, Y/N. I just want you to be happy.”

Y/N reached out and squeezed his hand, her touch both comforting and painful. “Thank you for understanding. You’re a wonderful friend, John. I hope we can still be that.”

He nodded, though the word “friend” felt like a cruel joke. “Of course, Y/N. Always.”

A few weeks later, John found himself at the same park, trying to distract himself from the lingering pain. He was walking along the path when he saw them—Y/N and Soap, standing by the pond. They were laughing, their faces close together.

John’s heart clenched as he watched them. He wanted to look away, but he couldn’t. And then it happened. Y/N leaned in and kissed Soap, right there in front of him. The world seemed to stop, and all John could hear was the sound of his own heart breaking.

He turned away, his vision blurred by tears. The pain was almost unbearable, but he knew he had to let her go. For her happiness, he would endure the heartbreak.

Now there another part.

Trigger Warning: This story contains themes of violence, abduction, and psychological distress.

John Price had reached his breaking point. The sight of Y/N kissing Soap MacTavish a few weeks ago had shattered him. The pain and anger had festered, turning into a dark resolve. Tonight, he would take action.

Under the cover of darkness, John approached Soap’s house. He knew the layout well enough from their missions together. Silently, he picked the lock on the back door and slipped inside, moving like a shadow through the familiar rooms.

Soap was asleep in his bedroom, unaware of the danger lurking in his home. John crept closer, his heart pounding with a mix of fear and determination. He couldn’t let Soap take Y/N away from him. Not without a fight.

With practiced precision, John subdued Soap, covering his mouth to stifle any noise. Soap’s eyes flew open in shock, but he couldn’t make a sound. John whispered harshly, “Don’t struggle. This will be over soon.”

He bound Soap’s hands and feet, ensuring he couldn’t escape. Then, with a final, regretful glance at his former friend, John carried him out of the house and into the waiting vehicle. The drive was silent, the tension palpable.

John took Soap to an isolated cabin deep in the woods, a place where no one would think to look. He left him there, ensuring he had enough supplies to survive but no means of escape. As he drove away, John felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. Soap was out of the picture, and Y/N would be safe from him.

The next day, John found Y/N sitting alone at the park, her eyes red from crying. He approached her, his heart aching at the sight of her distress.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice gentle.

She looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. “Soap… he’s missing. No one knows where he is. I’m so scared, John.”

John sat down beside her, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. “I’m so sorry, Y/N. I’m sure he’ll turn up. Maybe he just needed some time alone.”

Y/N leaned into him, seeking comfort. “I hope you’re right. I don’t know what I’d do if something happened to him.”

John held her close, his heart torn between guilt and a twisted sense of relief. “I’m here for you, Y/N. Whatever you need, I’ll be here.”

She nodded, her sobs quieting as she found solace in his embrace. “Thank you, John. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

As he comforted her, John knew he had crossed a line he could never uncross. But for now, Y/N was safe in his arms, and that was all that mattered.

[babybulbasaur920]

Twst Boys playing Pocket Love

this might be shitty, its late and i did this in one sitting, but combined my two favorite phone game apps. Ill probably redo this when im not about to hit the floor, enjoy what you will of it

TWST boys playing Pocket Love (and my favorite ships) part one

trigger warning for internalized homophobia in Ace´s part

Heartslabyul (Cater made them all get it)

Riddle: has a nice organized house. Spends very little time playing it because he doesn't collect all the clothes and furniture. Sad that Jess only gives you a cat or dog, my boy wants a hedgehog 🙁. His house is, as you can imagine, very red, and fancy. He will take the free gifts and refuses to spend real life money. He only has 2 floors cuz he thinks it's ridiculous to go any bigger. He has the typical stuff downstairs and the second floor is all outdoors stuff. One room is just a fancy table surrounded by roses and other flowers. Only interacts with his character's partner (Floyd) when it's required for a mission or date because the dialogue is so sweet, and the teapot tyrant refuses to be a blushing mess, even alone. Also has a library, with couches and the wallpaper from the international women's day pocket surprise, he got lucky enough to get it as a free-bie. Cleans the trash in the neighborhood religiously, spans the whole around his house. Wishes there was some way to penalize whoever is tossing that trash to begin with, Trey tells him the coins he gets for each piece of trash, was fined from the litterers and that seems to pacify him 

Ace: Chaotic as hell, are we surprised? In the beginning he picked out a gray cat and named it Grim to annoy real Grim. Has Deuce as his character's partner but refuses to admit to any feelings beyond friendly ones. It's nearly sad how much he fights against the idea of him and Deuce (repressed gay, we have a repressed gay here), and claims it's just because Deuce is the best friend he's got, who else could live in his super awesome house? (note, it's not awesome, it's a mess). He can barely keep a room in order, cuz he has so much random stuff. Has a penchant for getting the same date items every single time so he has multiples of shit that he just puts up. Like the dragon dumpling date- he refuses to call them dates, they are hangouts dammit!-, he gets the same dragon head so now he has 7. He has them all hung up in a row in Deuce's room, cuz of course they separate rooms, so they stare at him when he sleeps. 

Deuce: It's blue time baby! He enjoys the game as a relaxer and decorates it pretty simple, or tries to but he gets so many things it gets a bit cluttered, no matter how many times he uses the moving truck. Once again, is in it with Ace, and gives Ace a separate room, because he thinks having his sprite and the Ace sprite sleep together would be disrespectful when Ace is so blatant about it. Loves outdoorsy space like Riddle and has at least one room as a park, complete with a duck pond. Another one who has a cat named Grim purely to be a dick. Has a room devoted to vehicles, and even has a road patterned floor, is bi and proud so he doesn't mind that the road and the cars are all rainbow-y since they come from the pride parade date. 

Trey: You know the two most done up rooms in his house are the kitchen and the bathroom. Sad he can't actually bake but the pancake minigame satisfies that urge for him. Collects the clothes he likes but lets Cater do the dressing up stuff for him. Tries to keep it simple and fun. For the bit he googles ¨ normal things to have in a house¨, cuz he's normal. Totally normal, run of the mill, average. Totally. Has some rooms that are ¨weird¨, like what appears to be the waiting room for a dentist office, and one that seems to be a cellar, with the wine glass chair and buckets of berries. Actually, the 2nd one isnt that weird

Cater: Do I have to say it? Aesthetic king! Always dresses him and Trey up so fly,  is sure to change outfits everyday. Spends $20 a month on this thing because he has to have all the fresh new furniture from the pocket surprises. Both loves and hates how affectionate the characters are, he feels that he can't really have that and Trey only sees him as a friend. Someone just love this boy, he needs it. His favorite date is the cat cafe one cuz its cool and trendy but also fairly romantic, and coffee shops carry not-sweet food, like bagels, so he can actually enjoy eating there

[minhio22]

Flower Hibiscus

Ryu x Reader

Hibiscus - the realization of a friendship becoming something more

Im supposed to study for tests next week but here i am writing as a break. Im sleepy so there might be a few kinks here and there. If i was that sleepy it mightve been longer. Hope u enjoyed

Being friends with Ryu was…. Eccentric in a way. You didn't know how he was brought up for him to become quite unpredictable like this nor do you mind it. You don't know what he's thinking most of the time, the things he says always throws you off. Now that you mentioned it…..you don't even think you knew how old he was.

The first time you met him was quite unexpected, not that there was a moment planned when you were with him. You were at a pond in the park, looking at the fishes and all. Just enjoying the tranquility of the slightly secluded spot. That is until you notice the water rippling all of a sudden.

At first you were curious, thinking it might be a fish or a frog or the such but nothing could've prepared you for what happened next. A scream ripped out of your mouth as you fell on your butt to the grass, slightly wet from the water as someone had just practically sprung out of it.

“Tada~ A green underwater alien~!” Those were Ryu’s first words to you. And they certainly wouldn't be the last.

You just stared at him, blinking and heart still beating fast from that fright he gave you. He had some green plant sticking onto his head and was all wet. But it didn't seem to bother him at all as in his hands he held a frog. It seems that the frog still had its tail but had grown its legs.

“Oh? A human?”

And that was how you first met him.

Days became weeks and weeks became months. You would sometimes see him pop out of nowhere while you were on your way somewhere or just randomly roaming around in the city. You tend to bump into Ryu while he was on his as he liked to call it ‘adventures’. There were times he was following cats and there were times he was roaming the city unsupervised. He would invite you to join him and everytime he would do something that surprised you.

“Ryu…. Where did you get that?” You sweat dropped as you pointed at the iguana in his hands. How?

“Over there! Isn't it cute?” Ryu rubbed his face against the iguana.

“No way…. What? You aren't possibly thinking of bringing it back are you? Yohei wouldn't like it.”

“Wahhhh?? You don't think, master will like it?” He pushed the iguana into your face. “Look at it, isn't it cute?” Ryu gave you those sparkly eyes of his and you just sighed agreeing with him. Goodluck Yohei, you prayed for him.

It was considerably late at night when was it a knock or was it something else? You weren't sure what you heard but when you sleepily stumbled your way to your front door, you were surprised to see Ryu there, drenched in the rain. He didn't seem like his usual self, his eyes downcast, shoulders slumped and you noticed that his pants were torn around the knees. The sight was enough to wake you up as you ushered him inside.

Sitting him on a chair and tossing a towel on his head, rubbing it to dry him off. He uncharacteristically didn't say anything and neither did you. When you were done with that you fumbled around your house for a first aid kit, still groggy with sleep you managed to find it and tended to him.

When you finally got the courage he didn't answer. He didn't say a word nor did he seem like he even heard you. So you just dropped it, not wanting to pressure him into talking. He did seem aware of where he was though.

Somehow the two of you ended up sitting on your couch. Ryu has always been the clingy type of person but you didn't expect him to cling to you right now. You had brought blankets earlier since you reckon he might still be cold from being drenched in the rain.

You were unsure what to do at first as you always had been when Ryu suddenly decided to bite your arm. Okay maybe that wasn't the best example but you get it. You awkwardly shifted your arm around his side pulling him closer.

For some reason you felt nervous, your heart rate speeding up. Huh…. You didn't think too much about it and just held him like that. As time went on you got more comfortable and so did Ryu. Both of you ended up snuggling together on the couch asleep and unaware of the position that you might find yourself in. You wouldn't notice it until you woke up the next morning. Face turned red, as you carefully stumbled out of Ryu’s hold. Maybe there was something more to what you were feeling right now, more than friendship but you were still unsure.

[czarojay]

Limited life au where. its an actual playground (yeah jay we've heard that already-) BUT HEAR ME OUT!

So it all started with Grian, obviously, the most charismatic kid in the neighborhood, a troublemaker, but also a really gentle kid. Combine everything you have the most popular kid in the area. Parents trust him enough to let their kids play with him and he's fun enough that all the kids want to join in on the fun. And because its G, he decided best way to solve the "everyone wants to be here when we roleplay" problem is to actually plan things (How mature for a kid huh, adults are delighted)

SO NOW! Limited life. Gonna start with the Rock Cleo is an 8th grade girl whose parents asked her to watch Bdubs and Scar - Bdubs because he moved here recently from another area - and scar because. He's scar. following her grabbing scar's arm right before he ate dirt on concrete had her being called Mum much to her chagrin. Bdubs used to live on another street with the TIES, but moved recently closer to Cleo and Scar, but still wanted to take part in the game and his parents REALLY don't want him to get lost. Their base would be a fun rock formation  that all kids love to climb and sit on. You know what im talking about, every place has to have The rock. So thats theirs :D

Next up, the TIES! The kind of group who's lived on the same street their whole life and probably all go to the same school and class.  When limited life was announced they immediately did their overly complicated handshake, went to nearest dollar store, bought weirdest ties found, most colourful ones and called themselves the TIES. They wear a different tie to each session and their dad's shelves grow ever lighter

Mean boys stay pretty much the same as canon /hj Joel and G go to the same class and Jimmy and G are brothers. Instead of jackets they wear vests/black tshirts :D

Pearl and BigB are neighbours who live the closest to the playground. Pearl was first invited into the games since she's Grian's cousin and BigB used to be his classmate. Pearl has a habit of taking her pets to the games and they often spend their time by the bottom of the rock, where it's most mossy and wet, admiring the frogs that hide there. The rock people obv noticed and started calling them nosy neighbors.

And this leaves mean gills whose base is the area of a nearby pond, which is definitely not meant to be used the way they do, but it's not like there is any adult supervision. Cleo, for one, is looking away. Before G was the popular kid, Scott was one, the one initiating all the games, so obviously he's happy to join, even if he's not 10 anymore. He and Martyn go to the same Middle School, so once Martyn crawls back to him, he happily takes him in.

The boogie is basically a goose goose duck game, but to solve the issue of "oh no- grian would know who's the boogie" they just make pearl's dog choose or ask random old ladies in the park and The kills are pretty much wrestling/a game of tag or! If you use the "tnt" that would be like. A ball they have. So most recent bread bridge kill would be Joel yeeting a softball at cleo and scar LMAO Swords are sticks obv everything is typical playground rules

FEEL FREE TO THROW MORE IDEAS AT ME :DDDDD

[crowleys-bentley-and-plants]

and sorry I'm greedy, 'The ring' intrigues me too 🤭

hahah no problem, lots to say about this one too :)) so this is a fic that was supposed to be a one-shot about a ring (Aziraphale's ring to be precise) but that got slightly out of hand (with slightly i mean it has over 50 chapters😶 but dont worry the chapters are very short lol)

here's what i have in terms of a summary:

The Metatron lied. Why should he need Aziraphale to rule heaven if he can do it himself? And now Aziraphale is trapped, if he steps out of line Crowley will get erased from the Book of Life. He needs to warn Crowley. And there's this little problem with the second coming, which is not what they thought it would be...

Basically it's about what happens after the s2 finale👀 the chapters alternate between Crowley's and Azirpahale's pov and Im currently in the editing part but oh my god im starting to hate it so much the writing is so bad the plot too and i have no idea how to improve this lol so i dont know if i'll ever publish this one😭 but here's a little snippet of a scene i do like (from chapter four) :))

Crowley is sitting on a weathered park bench, the golden ring Aziraphale had given him nestled in his palm. The day is dull, the sun shrouds behind thick clouds, and the world around him lacks its usual vibrancy. Everything seems colourless, except for the gleam of the ring. It emits an almost ethereal light, catching his attention like a beacon amidst the greyness.

He stares at the ring as if expecting it to provide answers. Naturally, it doesn’t. 

Sighing, he tosses some frozen peas toward a group of ducks that have gathered by the pond. ‘I don't suppose you have any insights, do you?’ he murmurs to the ducks, who, of course, have better things to do than answering stupid questions from a miserable demon.

Contrary to Only Human, this fic is very sweet and happy-ish (it does have a little angst tho, i couldnt resist lol)

[akari-ku]

YALL LET ME TELL U I HAVE NEVER BEEN PROUDER

okay backstory I watched good omens and obsessed over it so hard that I made my friend go watch it and of course she loved it but here’s the best part…

SHE MADE FANFICTION FOR IT 😭

LIKE UNIRONICALLY LIKE IM NOT EVEN SURE SHE KNOWS WHAT FANFICTION IS!?

but anyways at 4 in the morning she sent me this and I feel like it is my duty to share it (yes I got her permission)

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“Crowley, you have been a disappointment to me and to our cause. You have betrayed your own kind and sided with the enemy. You have failed to bring about the end of days. For this, you must pay the ultimate price. You are hereby erased from the book of life. You will cease to exist in any form or shape. You will be forgotten by everyone and everything. Farewell, traitor.”

Crowley felt a surge of panic and despair. He knew he had no time to waste. He grabbed his phone and called Aziraphale.

“Angel, listen to me. I need your help. They’re going to erase me from existence. You’re the only one who can save me.”

Aziraphale was shocked and saddened by the news. He asked Crowley where he was.

“I’m at the park, near the pond. Hurry, please.”

Aziraphale grabbed his coat and ran out of his bookshop. He hailed a taxi and told the driver to drive as fast as possible.

He reached the park and saw Crowley sitting on a bench, looking pale and scared.

“Crowley!” he shouted and ran towards him.

He hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear: “Don’t worry, my dear. I won’t let them take you away from me. I have a plan.”

He took out a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket.

“What are you doing?” Crowley asked.

“I’m going to write your name in my book of life. The one I keep in my safe at the shop. It’s a very special book, Crowley. It contains the names of all the beings I love and care for. And you’re one of them.”

He wrote Crowley’s name on the paper with a flourish.

“There. Now you’re safe. They can’t erase you if you’re in my book.”

He kissed Crowley on the cheek and smiled.

“Thank you, angel,” Crowley said, feeling a wave of relief and gratitude.

“You’re welcome, demon,” Aziraphale said.

They held each other close and watched the sunset over the pond.

Die END

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[marana1]

Stan x Reader

A/n 2025: The S.P. fanfics that i'm posting right now are fanfics i made originally from Wattpad and a few years ago and when i was like 14..so the quality might not as good as my current stories but if u enjoy this, read my current ones and share if others are interested and follow to keep in touch with my work

A/N: Keys:(Y/n) : your name(F/c) : favorite color(L/n) : last name(H/c) : hair color(H/l) : hair length(E/c) : eye color(F/f) : favorite Food aren't gonna used all of them on this chapter

(Y/N's) POV: Beep, beep. My alarm clock was making noise it kills me, but I have to go to school. I got off my bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower. After my nice shower, I went to wear my usual but cute outfit. After that I did (h/c) (h/l) hair. I went downstairs to see my mom. My dad works while my mom stays home. "(Y/n) I made you your (f/f) and (f/d)". "Thanks mom" I said with a cheerful smile."Your welcome honey", I sit down and ate my (f/f) and (f/d). After I finished, we said our goodbyes to each other. I went outside to find my old friends they're Eric, Kenny, Kyle and finally Stan.I walked to the bus stop but nobody was there. "Nobody's here yet". I wonder what they're doing. Stan's an interesting guy. He's my best friend besides from Kyle. There's something about him, his blue eyes.My mind was cut off by a voice. "Hey y/n", I was greeted by someone with familiar green eyes, it's Kyle's voice. "Hey Kyle", A small hint of pink on my face, because he probably saw me daydreaming, but he probably just got here.Kenny and Eric came, "Hey (Y/n)", Kenny greeted. "Hey bitch" obviously Eric said that. "Don't call her a bitch, fat ass!" Kyle yelled. "Shut up you fucking Jew!", Cartman yelled. There it goes them too ALWAYS arguing with each other.I walked to Kenny. "Hey kenny", I forgot to respond to him. "Hi (Y/n)" I definitely know this voice it's Stan. "Hi S-stan", I greeted and blushed again. While I wasn't noticing till now that Kyle and Eric are quiet.I hear Kyle saying stuff about him, "stupid fat ass". Im standing near Stan, I whisper to him "they were arguing again".

"They fight like a married couple" I whispered to Stan, He chuckled at my response, I smiled at him and I was blushing.Stan why are you so cute and nice and your laugh. My mind was interrupted by the bus. We walked in the bus. I sat by Kyle, I think Stan saw me blushing at him. Kyle was always curious."(Y/n) were you daydreaming or something?" Kyle asked. See he's curious. "Nope absolutely not" i lied. "(Y/n) be honest with me". I mean Its not like I don't tell him my secrets I only tell him some of them.I not sure if I should tell I have a crush on stan or not. But on the other hand he's my best friend so why not. "Okay since you want to know so bad" "I sorta-kinda-maybe have a crush on someone." I whispered the last part. "Really who?" he questioned looking at me. "Well I won't tell you who he is but I'll tell you details about him" I answered. Well he's nice, he's our friend and he's has blue eyes" I say daydreaming again, thinking of Stan. "Is it stan? he answered. "Yeah, how do you know?" I questioned."I see you staring at him a lot and cant be Craig". I laugh at his response. "How long have you like him" he asked. "I mean I'm not sure how long or how much I love him" I stated. "I mean it all just kinda happen 5 years ago....~Flashback~It one of those times when Stan and Wendy were and are in a relationships. I never really liked Wendy WHY because of many reasons, some of them are, she uses him, she cheats on, she's a BITCH!, and the list goes on and on. But i don't understand why Stan keeps going back to her, I mean he deserves someone who won't used him, someone who isn't a BITCH, someone who really cares about him maybe more than themselves...

One day at South Park after school, Stan was crying in Stark's Pond because Wendy cheated on him. I went to Stark's Pond to see Stan. I saw him he was sitting on the bench alone, crying. I decided to sit with him so he can't be lonely, no more. "Hey Stan" I greeted him with a small smile. "Y-yeah" he said sobbing."Everything's gonna be okay Stan, Stan I've been meaning to ask you why do you keep going back to her I mean she just u-, I was cut off by Stan. "She doesn't use me (Y/n), you wouldn't understand... I thinks there's something wrong with me. I felt hurt for a few seconds until he said the last part. Stan sobbed again. "Stan nothing's wrong with you, to be honest you are the most awesome person I know". "Really y/n?", he said looking in my (e/c) eyes and me gazing him. "y-yeah" I stuttered out. "Maybe there's a girl out there who really likes you", he stopped crying. "Thanks (Y/n)", we said our goodbyes.I wish I could tell you..... "I love you" I quietly whispered as he walked away.~End~Just as I was finish we arrived at school, everyone got off the bus and went inside the school. I went to my locker to get my stuff. Hey (Y/n) heard you like Stan, Kenny stated, "No I d-don't we're just friends", I lied "I like him as friends, just friends and I like to keep it that way", I lied again. "I'll believe it when I see it", he said. "Let's walk to class before we're late", I said changing the subject. We walked in class and sat at our seats as Mr. Garrison talked. I ignore him, while I look around to see a certain black haired boy. I just gazed at him Stan, everything about him awesome his shiny hair, his eyes, wait stop we're in school to learn not love. I went back to Mr. Garrison.

Later...It was lunch time. me, Kenny, Eric, Kyle and Stan got our lunch. I sat by Stan, "hey y/n want your apple?", Kenny asked. "Sure" I said. I gave it to him, " thanks", "your welcome". "H-hey (Y-y/n) me and the guys are wondering if you want to come to my house and play video games", he stuttered.It's cute when he stutters, "yeah I love too" I said. "Excuse me" Stan said just before he ran to the bathroom. "I hope Stan's okay"Stan's POVI ran to the bathroom and hurled, Why the heck am I feeling this way, I love Wendy unless I..... like Y/n. I mean we're friends just friends, I mean there's nothing wrong with shes just awesome, her (h/l), (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, her laugh. She really is perfect. Oh my gosh I love (Y/n).... I stopped hurling and went back to lunch. After lunch...(Y/n's) POVWe went outside to talk or whatever we do. Stan came up to me. OMG he's coming here what should I do! Hey (Y-y/n) I need to tell you some-" he was cut off by an annoying voice. "Hey Stan~" it was his girlfriend, Wendy Testaburger . "Hey Wendy" he sounded like he didn't want to talk to her. "What's she doing here" she snarled I think, "Wendy we need to talk" Stan said. "Okay~". Just as they walked Wendy whispered "bitch stay away from my man" to me. God I want to punch her face so bad, but Stan would hate me for it. I wonder what they're doing... "(Y/n)!" Wendy yelled, wow that was fast. "You bitch you're trying to steal Stan from me". "W-what are you saying". "He said we need to see other people and that he likes someone else and your the only other girl he probably has a crush". Stan has a crush on me, She stormed off without saying a word. I not sure if Stan likes me or not but this girl he likes is lucky.Later after school.....I walked to Stans house and we played video games, we're good at guitar hero. Kyle, Eric, Kenny weren't invited for some reason.

This is probably an opportunity to tell Stan how I feel. "Hey Stan why aren't the others here" I asked with a smile because it's just me and him."They're busy" he said looking a little scared."Look y/n there's something I've been meaning to ask you. I was sweating and maybe blushing, is he gonna say what I think he's gonna say. "Y/n be honest with me and please don't lie", Do you have a crush on me?". I blushed red at what he said. I saw a hint of pink on his face. "Yeah I always did, you probably ha-", I was cut of by him kissing me, it. was short but passionate. "I-i thought y-you love Wendy","I don't love her......i love youI've realize that I don't love her anymore, She doesn't care about me or my feelings". "Stan just to let you know I will never use, hurt, hate, you and if any other girl doesn't like you for you then they're just dumb, and if anyone or anything hurts I'm always here if you need me. He's smiling. "And Stan" I said as we locked eyes together. "I will always love you". A/n: This is my first one-shot ever!!It took me 2 days to make this one-shot. ♥ Originally Published: March, 2020

[gravybath]

My 13 year old lab at my parents house passed away this morning and ur going to look at every picture i have of him on my phone his name was premo and he was a very good boy

[emotionally-damaged-carrot]

Love is a painful dance

TASM! Spiderman x male reader

Just trying to post again, trying to get the courage to write again. Hope you lot like it. Enjoy!

Warning: angst, hint of depression, suicide.

"You're a total idiot."

He says with the biggest smile on his face

"You still love me tho."

I say with a goofy smile while laughing at his now ice cream covered shirt.

"Sadly."

Walking through the park in a gloomy wednesday afternoon, hands in my pockets, staring at the pond in the middle of the park. Seeing a bench nearby the water I make my way towards it, seeing a family of ducks swimming near the edge.

seeing the smile on his face as he drags me along the whole park, looking everywhere, with a shine in his eyes that is for certain of amusement, stopping by at a bench near the pond in the park, waking a seat I immediately relax listening to him say everything he sees.

"Oh my god, look at those duckling, they are so cute just swimming around with their mom."

"They are."

I say with a soft smile, just watching him, seeing the beautiful orange hue the setting sun casts on his face as it descends. Brings out all his beauty, his imperfections, his perfections, him.

Not realizing i was staring at him, too busy admiring. I didn't catch what he said making him turn to me with a smile. That gorgeous smile. He waved a hand in front of my face to catchy attention which he succeeded.

"Hm? Sorry I was busy."

He let out the cutest giggle i've heard, he grabs my glasses.

"I said, what do you think the future has in store for you?"

He says putting on the glasses, making him look like a cute nerd.

"I don't know, but I one thing is for sure. You are part of it."

"You're so corny."

He says, his face turning the brightest shade of red.

Looking to my side, taking out my right hand, placing it beside me on the bench. Tears threatening to fall down my face, taking off my glasses wiping my eyes. I stare of into the distance, remembering your warmth, longing for your warm embrace.

Smiling to myself as i remember the first time you found out I was spider-man. You were amazed, not mad like how I expected you to be for keeping this secret for so long.

"can you, like uhmmm... like swing me around the city?"

Leaning forward cupping my face with both my hands smiling, remembering you're first words after finding out.

Looking up to the sky of new york, filled with dark clouds a sign that it's about to rain. Looking back beside me, reminiscing the past, remembering when you would take me here whenever we have some free time, remembering how you would hold my hand tight, on the way to the bench, scared that might leave you, scared that you would be alone. Again.

But, ow how the tables have turned, how the time has passed. Now I'm sitting here alone on the same bench you first took me to, missing you, missing how you make me feel, missing how you would talk my ear off but i would never complain, because you're words. You talking is a sign you're still here, with me. That you are still alive. I miss you, y/n. I should've been there when you felt alone. I should've been there, with you the whole time. Should've known you were suffering.

Finding you on the bed eyes closed, looking peaceful.

I just wish I knew that you already left.

That you were no longer with me, physically at least. I should've sensed it as soon as you didn't answer when i called you as I enter the house. I should've seen the orange bottle beside you as you laid there, with a smile on your face.

At least you passed, passed away on your own terms.

Pulling out a chain around my neck with two rings. One with my name engraved and the other with yours. I would've proposed to you, I planned to propose to you on our anniversary, but it seems like, I was too late. I would've given you the ring with my name. And wear the ring with your name.

Now, I sit here on the bench, alone, letting the tears spill from my eyes.

I miss you, y/n.

It's really short, but im working on a moon knight fic tho, this is just to see if i can still write. The moon knight fic will probably be long, and it will take some time to write considering im still fixing myself.

Hope you liked it.

[happilychaengs]

Dreamscape

a/n: HAHAHAHA idk whatt his is. sosososo confsing. my head HURTS but ok! writers blockk so i forcedd mysefl to writte this earlir. im sorryy if its no bueno o no entiendes ;|

word count: 1,179

son chaeyoung x gender neutral reader

tw: she's dead. alluding to suicide at the end. please don't read if you're uncomfortable about this topic

ANGST

You sat at your desk, staring blankly at the computer screen in front of you. You had been staring at it for hours, but for the life of you, you couldn't focus. You were stuck in an endless cycle of monotony, the dull moment getting even duller by the second. You start to notice the clutter beginning to build on your desk. The stacks of unfinished papers, the empty pens you start to forget to throw out, and the tangled electrical cords that are seemingly unchangeable now.

You glazed over at the clock on the wall, watching the minutes tick by as the phone on your desk blared. You picked up, your voice lacking any expression. It was your boss calling. She asks a simple check up on your progress though it's all but simple. You lie and say it's going great. You hang up. Did you leave your stove on today?

You get lost in your thoughts as lunch break rolls around but you don't have the energy to get up. Your stomach rumbles but your eyes continue to stare blankly at your screen. Laughter rings out from the lunch area and it almost feels like you're missing out but then again you didn't have the energy to care. The hours start to pass by, you not getting a single word down. Not a single key pressed. Not a single spreadsheet finished.

Your boss threatens to fire you but her words are lost in transition. It's all nothing but a blur to you. Soon enough, you're walking out of the building with nothing but a box of random contents in your hands as you get in your car and drive down the same street you take everyday.

You park in the same spot you always do and walked in your apartment, the same routine seeming to follow suit. Looking out the window, you see nothing but a plain and simple darkness that sets the tone for the night.

You set the box down at the foot of your bed and walk into the bathroom, staring at the reflection of yourself. You slant your head and squint your eyes as you notice all the things about yourself you didn't seem to before. Was your hair always so unkempt? Were your the bags under your eyes always so dark? Were your eyes always so red and swollen?

Quickly averting your gaze, you pace back into your bedroom and lay down, staring at the bottle of pills on your bed side table. You pour a few into your palm as you tossed them into your mouth.

Quickly gulping down the medication, you laid your head to rest as you stared up at the white ceiling. It doesn't take long for it to kick into effect as you feel your eyelids droop and the world blurring around you.

Today your dreams offer you a change in scenery. A peaceful oasis in the midst of the bustling concrete jungle. Winding paths passed through the lush green grass, provided shade by the tall trees above. The sweet scent of flowers blooming in the spring covered the land as the chirps of bird played all around.

In the center was a pond, the water sparkling in the sunlight. Families of ducks paddled through as parents and children alike sat on the shore, throwing small pieces of bread in.

Off to one side stood a bench, nestled among the trees, covered by the branches. It was worn and weathered, smoothed over by the countless of visitors but still sturdy all the same. As you sat down, you couldn't help but feel a sense of piece and serenity while you stared outwards at the scene playing out in front of you.

Though a familiar scent soon floated around you, the fruity and tropical smells invading your senses. A girl sits down beside you and your head turns slightly as your mouth parts open, "I missed you."

You don't get a clear view of her face, only the silhouette of her nose and lips seen as her long blonde hair gets in the way and cascades down her shoulders. "Do you remember this?"

It's not long before you know what she's implying, a weak and pensive smile on your lips. "It's where we first met and it's where I kept trying to court you until you became my girlfriend. I'm surprised it worked."

Her posture is prim and proper with her hands on her laps, her back straight as you see her nod. "And what else?"

"And... it's... where you died."

You can hear her laugh softly as if you just told her a funny joke, "Do you remember how I look?"

A frown appears on your face as you feel the guilt over the years all pile up on you, you shaking your head, "I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay." Her tone is still soft, still being able to bring comfort to you. You don't say a lot to her after. Only a few tidbits of what's been going on in your life since as she sits there listening.

You start to wallow in silence as the both of you continue to stare out at the pond. Now the moon was atop the sky, reflecting across the pond and casting a pale glow over the park, the leaves gently rustling in the wind.

"I do miss you." She blurts out, "I'm sorry I didn't say it earlier."

And although nothing in her tone implies it, this moment between you two feels fleeting. Like it'll disappear at a moment's notice. All in the snap of a finger. She grabs ahold of your hand and you feel nothing but a cold grasp that shakes you to the bone, the world in your eyes fading before you.

You jolt awake from your bed, feeling like you've been dragged out from paradise. Like the floor has been pulled out from under you. You look outside the window again and the darkness has subsided, allowing the light to come in.

The thought of preparing for work crosses your mind but the box at the foot of your bed serves as a quick reminder that it would be a fruitless endeavor.

Still, your day is nothing shy of eventful as you lay in your bed, the dreamscape from the night before quickly invading your mind again. The line separating your two realities begins to blur as your mind lingers on the sight of her and how you felt now. Was the life you're living really better than her? Better than how she made you felt?

You eyed the bottle of pills on the table beside you. You wanted to dream forever and they offered it. You quickly fumbled with the bottle and poured out the rest of the contents into your palm, some falling to the floor while your hands started to shake as they approached your mouth. You paused at the last second as you glossed it over, the unexpected sight of her face flashing in your mind. You remembered.

Dreamscape it is.

[7-teen]

SWEET NOTHINGS | k.m.

CHAPTER 2

minors do not interact

genre: seventeen collage au

pairing: mingyu x reader named romi (i hate y/n)

series warnings: minors do not intereact : feel free to let me know if im missing any (warnings for specific chapter will not be crossed out) swearing, drugs/weed and alcohol, violence, disordered eating, self harm, toxic relations, explicit sex scenes, slut shaming, body shaming, suicide ideation, light bullying, insecurities (body) mention of weight loss / weight gain

wc: 2.36 k

description: moving across the country for college to get away from your controlling parents, you never imagined the kind of people you would meet. when one boy in particular begins to pester you to no end, you are almost ready to throw in the towel until one day all of it changes.

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anxiety raced up your spine once you saw the four to five vehicles that were parked in the parking lot, just off the highway. the realization that you didn't know how many people, and that you didn't know any of them, was beginning to settle in. you took a deep, shaky breathe.

you took dk's hand as he offered it when you opened the car door. the path that him and cheol led you two down was almost past the definition of off the beaten path. there were rocks, and tree branches scattered across the path; dk would offer you his hand every time you guys reached a larger tree that laid across the path.

when the trees broke, it brought you guys to more of a really large pond than a small lake. there was a large dock that floated out into the water, and there had to have been at least ten people there. you weren't sure whether to feel relieved or panicked by the number of people.

"dk and cheol!" a shorter man called with arms out as we walked towards him.

"woozi! this is romi and harlow," dk introduced you guys as you all started moving towards the lake as a group.

"so you're the girl that gave mingyu some trouble?" he said in a sarcastic tone that told you he wasn't fully believing the story that mingyu was sharing with everyone. you chuckled slightly.

"he incriminated himself, i never mentioned his name once," you shrug as you watch harlow strip out of her clothes and run to jump in the water with cheol.

"that sounds like him," woozi nodded as you stopped at the end of the dock. you dropped your bag beside harlow's before removing your own clothes and shoes.

"you gonna come into the water?" woozi asked you as you sat on the edge of the dock. your toes just skimmed the surface of the water.

"no, its not really my thing," you tell him with a shrug.

"suit yourself, it's fucking hot out today," woozi laughed as he hopped into the water.

once you are settled on the dock, dk had disappeared to find one of his other friends, you finally allow yourself to relax a bit. the cold of your toes touching the water sends a shiver down your spin. but your relaxation does not last long.

"well, if it isn't the little bitch from earlier," you hear mingyu chuckle as he sits beside you on the dock, way too close to you.

"you're famous in our group now," the other boy that was with him laughed. he sat on the opposite side of you from mingyu.

"hm great," you mutter as your eyes scan the lake. harlow and cheol looked as though they were having the time of their lives.

"i'm dino," the one boy said to you, holding out his hand.

"like the dinosaurs?" you ask in a monotone voice, ignoring his hand. your patience for them was nonexistent.

"you really are a smartass," he muttered while dropping his hand.

"why aren't you in the water? you're missing out on all the fun," mingyu asks, as his hand slips onto her back.

"you know, my hair," you don't even look at him as you say it. your eyes continue to can across the water for cheol or dk, or even woozi to no avail. they were all doing their own thing.

"there is nobody to save you now," mingyu whispered close to your ear before he pushed you into the water.

you didn't even have time to panic before someone grabbed you by the waist and pulled you to the surface. you struggled in their grip and gasped as you broke the surface. you turned around in their grip and your nose was almost touching his.

"are you okay?" he asked. he had kind eyes that were a beautiful dark brown, that looked almost golden in the sun.

"i think so," you gasp, still trying to catch your breathe. you're grip on his upper arms is like a vice.

"i thought i would come help you. it's never good when someone is stuck between mingyu and dino," he laughs halfheartedly as he takes one of your arms and drapes it over his shoulder. you instinctively pull him close as your other arm wraps around the other side.

you were becoming increasingly aware of how much further the two of you were floating away from the dock. your panic began to rise again as you realized that the only thing preventing you from sinking to the bottom of this lake was this boy that you didn't even know the name of yet. your grip around him tightened.

"i'm joshua by the way," he said after a few moments of silence. you looked back at him, almost bumping your nose on his as you did so. "i heard about your little encounter with mingyu earlier."

"yeah, not my brightest moment," you huff as you begin to notice your arms cramping from hoe tightly you were clinging to joshua.

"i won't let you go," he whispered, leaning in slightly. "also, don't worry too much about mingyu and dino. they are pretty much walking sex shops; nothing but sex runs through their brains."

"i'm amazed any girl would ever want to be with either of them," you mutter as you watch cheol and harlow over joshua's shoulder.

"well that's less competition for me," joshua laughs half way through his sentence. "not that that is the motivation for having saved you."

"god, men are so insufferable," you roll your eyes as you finally relax. you taken in just how beautiful this small lake is.

"we try our best," joshua chuckled slightly as he begins to slowly make his way over to the dock again. mingyu and dino have long since gotten up and left.

"i'm sure you do," you mutter as you guys reach the edge of the dock. you grimace slightly at the sight of the slimy, green algae that coats the underside of the dock.

"hey, vernon, mind helping little lady out of the water?" joshua calls to one of the two guys standing just off the dock.

he comes over to the edge with a huge grin on his face. as he takes your hand, you can't help but notice his grip slipping in yours due to the water. you squeeze his hand tighter.

"don't drop me," you warn as he takes your forearm with his other hand.

"don't worry darling, we got you," you can practically hear the smile on joshua's voice as he grips your hips to help boost you up.

once you were fully out of the water, you stumble slightly into vernon's chest. he grips your elbows tightly to help steady you.

"i'm sorry," you smile sheepishly at vernon as you finally get your feet underneath you. his slowly dropped his hands from your arms.

"you're good. you seem to be having a good day," he says as i go to my back and grab my towel.

"y'know, it's been okay. i would have rather stayed dry but it is what it is," you shrug as you pull your shirt on.

"not a fan of water?" he asks you, and just as you're about to answer someone comes up from behind you and picks you up, spinning you in a circle.

"i see you've been for a swim," dk laughs as he sets you down on your feet. "and that joshua was your night in shining armour."

you look out into the water and see harlow and cheol splashing each other. it looks like they are having the tome of their lives, and you can't help but wish you were able to swim so you too could enjoy it. but you also couldn't complain about spinning in small circles with joshua keeping you afloat either.

"he wouldn't have had to be if it hadn't been for mingyu and dino," you groan as you, vernon and dk all make your way to the edge of the dock. you sit on the edge of it between the two boys.

"honestly, why are they even in out friend group still?" vernon asked once we were all settled on the edge of the dock.

"because they are childhood best friends to jun, wonwoo and cheol," dk seemingly recites as if he has said it a hundred times.

"still, they treat most people like absolute garbage," vernon mutters as he kicks at the water with his feet.

"there is obviously some redeeming factors about them that are unknown to me, i doubt they are just being dragged alone despite it," you mutter while leaning back onto your hands.

you almost kick joshua in the face as you feel his hands slide around your ankles and up the back of your calves. you had been paying so much attention to dk and vernon's conversation that you hadn't even noticed him come up to you guys. you gasped as your foot narrowly missed his perfect nose.

"i am so sorry," you bury your face in your hands as you say it, and only move them once you hear him laugh.

"you're all good," he assured you as he swings your ankles back and forth slightly. "are you coming to the party tonight?"

"i think dk would drag me to it if i didn't. are you going to be there?" you laugh. joshua's eyes light up more, as if it were even possible.

"i'm at every party, i will be there," joshua smiled at you.

"oh wow, look at joshua. he is moving on to the next girl already," you look over your shoulder to see mingyu laughing to dino as they pass behind you guys.

"don't listen to him," vernon snaps immediately. you look down at joshua, who is avoiding your eyes. all the brightness that had filled his earlier had left them.

"don't worry," you lean forward and whisper as you ran your hand through joshua's wet hair, effectively messing it up. you giggle as it sticks up in different directions. "i wouldn't ever listen to a word that mingyu says."

you watched as his eyes slowly moved up to your face, and the brightness filled his eyes again. there was something about how kind and soft his eyes were that drew you in. he had something about him that made you instantly trust him.

"i will for sure see you at the party?" he double checks as he slowly legs go of your ankles.

"you will for sure see me there, don't worry," you laugh as you watch joshua swim away, to a boy you haven't met yet, with the biggest smile spread across his face.

"you guys are going to make such a cute couple," dk laughs as you bring your attention back to him.

"god, as if i could ever pull a man like him," you almost scoff as you say this. joshua was such a beautiful human, and you could never in a million years imagine him actually wanting to be with you.

"are you joking? do you not see the way he looks at you?" vernon cut into the conversation.

"he is just being nice," you argue despite the fact that you could see that it was useless.

"no, joshua isn't like that with people he isn't interested in," dk affirmed.

"we've known each other less than twenty four hours and you already want to get me with your friend?" you laugh, leaning back onto your hands while kicking at the water with your feet.

"you're my best friend now, of course i am," dk leaned into you with his shoulder, and you rolled your eyes.

***

you climbed into the back of dk's truck with your  bag in tow. you and harlow had climbed in with just your tee shirts pulled over your bathing suits as they covered you both enough that you guys felt comfortable. you were just about the close the door of the truck when someone ripped the door from your grasp. you pulled your hand away quickly, rubbing at your fingers.

"hey dk, mind giving me a ride back?" mingyu asked as you glared at him in frustration. you caught dk's eyes in the mirror and he had an apologetic look on his face.

"what is wrong with who you came with?" dk asked as mingyu climbed in beside you, practically pushing you into the next seat as you moved too slow for his liking.

"they are heading to the party early, i have a few things i need to get done before it starts," mingyu informs him. listening to this interaction, you could almost see why they hang around him. he seemed so nonchalant and normal.

"alright," dk mumbled as he buckled up.

"look at you," mingyu mumbled, his tongue sliding slowly across his bottom lip as his eyes wandered down to your legs.

"who did you come with? walking back to my dorm from the party to get ready sounds better than spending an hour with you," you mutter, trying to pull the shirt further down your legs.

"jun, minghao and chan. i am sure chan would love to see you," he shot back.

"romi, climb into the front. i will sit in the back," cheol says as he gets out of the front seat. you awkwardly climb over the center console with dk's help before you settle into the front seat with your feet tucked up underneath you.

"thanks cheol," you look back to him and smile.

"gyu, i am not even kidding, if you say anything else like you just did, or do anything to piss her off, you will be hitchhiking back to your place," dk warned as he began to drive out of the parking lot just as the rest of the group got back to their vehicles.

"not my fault she isn't wearing any pants," mingyu tests under his breathe. dk slams on his breaks just before he went to turn out onto the highway and mingyu's face slams into the back of your seat as he wasn't able to get his hands out in front of him in time.

"i am not joking," dk warns once again before he pulls out of the parking lot. cheol had been rummaging through your bag and had found your shorts. you smile at him as you wiggle into them.

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