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bakugoukatsukisonly · 4 years ago

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i did this on the spot because i just had an idea after reading a dj of them, im a sucker for bakudeku so please bear me.

baku deku oneshot

in which midoriya gets a 'fall in love' quirk

midoriya was shocked, like seriously, who wouldnt? when someone you ever met just now, confessed to you in the span of 2 seconds of eye meeting and in came another person that was just passing by suddenly had the audicity to grab midoriya's hand. he was very terrified and so he ran.

"wh-what? a quirk?" midoroya uttered in shock. "apparently so," recovery girl, who midoriya confronted about the weird things that were happening replied to him. "it definitely isnt a common quirk and probably almost seem none-existant to most people, anyhow, did you bump into some unusual people or did you interact with anyone this pass hour?" recovery girl asked wanting to know the source of this incident that he had. "no, not really- wait maybe there is," midoriya suddenly remembered about the hoodied man he bumped in when he was rushing to school this morning. it was strange because the man looked like he had killed someone by accident and after that the man was on his knees apologising to midoriya, but midoriya thought it was weird how he was apologising that hard for just bumping into him, he explained this to recover girl and she smiled saying maybe he accidently used his 'fall in love' quirk on midoriya.

" so what am i supposed to do?" midoriya said remembering how he was surrounded by people when he came to school just now. "its going to be fine as long as you dont make eye contact with anyone, so use this glasess to prevent anyone from locking with your eyes and also keep in mind that most times quirks only last for a significant time, im sure nothing is going to happen in the meantime" recovery girl retorted smiling warmly.

oh this is not fine at all, he didnt expect the only person he didnt want to meet(or maybe not) to suddenly ripped the glasess from its rightful place, startling the poor greenette, also getting the attention from their classmates. "kacchan no, dont look at me!" midoriya quickly covered his eyes from being seen by bakugou, the person that he didnt want to interact right now, because he didnt want kacchan to feel burdened by this stupid quirk and probably even embarrassed the blonde or so he thought. he didnt think this was going to happen when bakugou didnt act out of normal and even replied with a "what, you shitty nerd, i only asked why you were wearing such shitty looking glasess and not to mention, in class?" bakugou simply replied eyeing midoriya weirdly. midoriya slowly put his hands down and immediately asked "you dont feel anything? nothing at all?" "what? no? was i supposed to?" this had midoriya taken aback, was the quirk gone completely? and so he concluded. there was no need to worry now.

but ofcourse he was dead wrong, when todoroki suddenly caught his hands, looking into the green locks and said "mi-midoriya, i dont know whats happening, but you look so pretty today," cue the gasps from the others and a pair of rageful crimson red eyes.

wait, isnt this the effects of the quirk? but why? and so being the quick witted boy he was he quickly got the glasess back and wore it, to prevent the next incident from happening. the class was still in shock by todoroki's sudden confession. midoriya had to explain the situation and so he did from the hoodied man to why were todoroki acting like that.

"oh, so you just have to wear this until the quirk wears out, is it not?" iida said after understanding the situation. todoroki was also in shock still, he understood everything. midoriya was still curious on why bakugou didnt get effected by it. "can it be?" he thought to himself, heat rushed through his face as he finds himself blushing by the thought that he had the slightest chance but was immeadiately dismissed as the other was dead on hating the poor greenette.

all day, todoroki followed midoriya around like a lost puppy and honestly it was cute of todoroki but what can he do, he was under the influence of a 'fall in love' quirk, so midoriya just hanged out with him all day. it was at lunch that he had noticed the anger filled eyes that was shooting daggers at the poor todoroki, he also remembered how bakugou acted today, he was awfully more explosive than ever. midoriya would caught bakugou glaring at todoroki as if he was a predator lurking for its prey not to mention he almost blew up the school's cafeteria when todoroki was trying to share his lunch with midoriya. midoriya find it totally weird as bakugou wasnt really someone who would do things like this.

meanwhile, bakugou cant take it anymore, he has had enough of the weird heavy feeling in his stomach that was killing him everytime he saw those two together and when he had witness the oh so loving sight infront of him, he just blew up not caring about other people and went straight to class. seeing this, midoriya chased after him and told todoroki to wait for him.

"kacchan, wait, are you okay?" midoriya said catching up his breath and took his glasses off. " what do you want, deku? go on with your todoroki," bakugou said unamused. "and what makes you say that he is 'my' todoroki," midoriya retorted with a smug face. " nothing, for the fact that you were on him 24/7 " bakugou deadpanned now looking at midoriya. "but kacchan, it hasnt even been a day, but seriously though, why are you so weird, you didnt even react to the quirk like everyone else did," midoriya stated curiously. "shut it," bakugou rolled his eyes, turning back to continue on his way. "but kacchan, you almost blew up the whole cafeteria, you surely are not okay," midoriya said still persistent as always. "none of your business, now go away and leave me alone, or i would blow you up too," bakugou stated in a warning tone but midoriya being midoriya, he caught bakugou's wrist and forced bakugou to turn, still waiting for an answer. "wha-what ?" holy shit he's close, ah those freckles looks so kissable its really adorable i cant-

"tell me whats wrong," midoriya asked again with those cute puppy eyes of his, but bakugou still did not gave in although he was almost at his limit, still pulled his hands away turning around again.

midoriya was sure he saw a faint blush crept up onto bakugou's cheeks and he was taken aback. "kacchan? hey kacchan!" midoriya called and was now infront of bakugou blocking his way. "what? go away!" bakugou glared at the smaller one. "kacchan, why are you being like this?" midoriya stated seriously this time, eyeing bakugou dead in the eye. bakugou just stayed silent but midoriya was not one to give up easily.

"kaccha-" WAIT WHAT?! midoriya was beyond shocked when bakugou suddenly pulled midoriya and connected their lips, midoriya's thought was everywhere or rather he had a few broken fuse by now. it was a sweet passionate kiss and when they parted, midoriya was stoic, standing still while looking into bakugou's eyes. "there, is that enough of an answer?" bakugou quickly went pass midoriya and straight to class. midoriya who was still frozen in his spot was soon interrupted by ochako and iida who were on their way to class. "hey deku-kun, are you okay, why are you red, do you have a fever?" "if you have a fever please go to the infirmary" they both said. "oh it's nothing, is todoroki with you guys?" deku said changing the topic. "no he was still at the cafeteria, wait midoriya did the love quirk thingy ended, because i dont feel anything now looking into your eyes" iida said and midoriya was also surprised by it. "oh yeah i guess it is gone now, and by the way i got to go to todoroki, see ya guys!"

after he got to todoroki, he was sure that the effects of the quirk had worn off and todoroki was being his usual self now and he even apologised to midoriya about his behaviour.

midoriya got to their class alongside todoroki, and immediately turned red when he saw bakugou and to worsen the situation, bakugou locked their eyes together resulting in a very flustered deku who then broke it and went to his seat. he hid his face and muttered stuffs under his breath but got caught off when bakugou suddenly spoke loud for the two of them to hear still looking infront "im not saying it twice, so wanna be my boyfriend?" he was acting tough but his body betrayed him, he was shaking uncontrobally and his face was nothing but red. midoriya can see the redness on bakugou's ears and had thought that it was cute. after some time that felt like hours to bakugou but in reality it was only seconds passed, midoriya replied with a faint "yes ofcourse" followed by him hiding his also flushed face with his arms.

"um so, wanna go to the dorms together?" bakugou suddenly said after packing up his stuffs, turning to midoriya. oh fuck why is he so cute, with that blushing face of his. "s-sure" midoriya stuttered from all the nervousness. so they went out together, hand in hand. they were silent, but the atmosphere is a comfortable one. midoriya suddenly gasped with his hand to his mouth saying "thats why the quirk didnt work isnt it?" bakugou was caught off guard, embarassed by himself. midoriya was actually beyond happy, he was over the moon, he had always thought that bakugou hated his guts so this was extremely surprising and also he was having fun teasing bakugou's new side that he just found out about. " hey kacchan" midoriya called out and bakugou looked at him. "i like you," midoriya said with a sweet smile.

BOOM! bakugou exploded, he was very flustered by the sudden confession, his face was bright red, his mind went blank and he couldnt control his quirk. "damn you nerd!" he screamed to a laughing midoriya who find his now boyfriend very cute. after laughing for a bit, he connected their hands again, tugging at a very red pomenerian to continue their way to the dorms.

that was an experience that both of them will cherish forever.

hmm i think i wanna do a bkdk headcanon after this or maybe not?

#bakudeku #katsudeku #midoriyaxbakugou #kacchanxdeku #mha #bnha #myheroacademia #bkdk

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sad-space-monkey-boi · 5 years ago

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Shut Your Eyes, Kiss Me Goodnight, And Sleep

@lonelyboy-in-space

Done!

Title is from Sleep by MCR

Summery: Luther has has a terrible sleep schedule, so instead he tries to fix his body to the point of delirium and passing out.

No matter how many times his siblings made fun of him for it, the moon did do terrible things to Luther Hargreeves' mind. Total isolation for four years messes with a lot of things, like, I don't know, your sleep schedule. He would do his research, unbeknownst to him, for days. Time was wierd up there. On earth, that didn't translate well. Luther would spend his nights laying awake, memories playing on repeat in his head.

Momories of running through town, yelling Five's name. Memories of Ben bleeding out in his arms. Memories of watching Diego pack his bags and climb out his window a week later. Memories of the others following in his footsteps. Memories of the warehouse blowing up and feeling the life seep out if him with his blood. Memories of waking up in a different body.

So what else was there to do but train? Train until his muscles ached, until he could barely move, until he couldn't keep his eyes open. And still, he kept going. Maybe, just maybe, if he kept going he could fix himself. Fix this body his father gave him without his permission.

He hit his special punching bags with all his might, feeling the aching in his arms spread to his shoulders, up his shoulder blades, then to his head. The wprld around him was slow and out of focus. What was Vanya yelling? Something about a family meeting? She looked irratated. His eyes fluttered shut, and Vanya's yelling went from annoyed to concerned in a blink. The last thing he saw was his sister running towards him, then his vision went black.

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"WHAT THE HE LL WAS HE THINKING, WORKING UNTIL HIS BODY FUC KING GAVE OUT ON HIM? WAS HE F UCKING POSSESED?"

"Diego, if he was possesed by anything, i would know."

The conversation Luther woke up to was ridiculous, to say the least. Why did he work until his body gave out on him? To fix himself. He had to, because if he didn't, he would probably wouldn't let himself live much longer.

"GUYS!" Ben yelled. "He's awake."

All the sudden all eyes were on him, and his face felt hot.

"Great, now I can ask him." Diego said. "WHAT THE F UCK WERE YOU THINKING?"

"Couldn't sleep."

"THATS ALL YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?" He said incredulously.

"Diego, calm down..."

"NO, IM NOT GONBA CALM DOWN. LUTHER, YOU DEPRIVED YOURSELF OF SLEEP, FOOD, AND WATER, AND YOU WORKED OUT UNTIL YOUR HEART NEARLY STOPPED!" He lowered his voice for a moment. "You scared the shi t out of me."

"I'm sorry... I just..." he said, before pausing.

"Just what, Luther?" Allison asked.

"I DONT WANT TO LOOK LIKE THIS ANYMORE! I couldnt sleep, and I thought that, if I tried, I could..." he trailed off. " I just wanted to like myself again." He said quietly.

The silence following that statement made Luther feel even more upset than before. Blinking back tears became harder, and eventually, they started rolling freely down his face. His breathe hitched, and sobs started racking his shoulders.

"I'm... I'm sorry..."

Klaus was the first one to move, wrapping his arms around Luther's neck and pulling his head to his shoulder. "There, there. Don't be sorry, please don't cry... guys I need some backup!"

Allison came to his rescue, gently rubbing his upper back. "Luther, we understand, but this isn't healthy! And I know thats rich coming from me, but there are better ways to deal with it. We could get Pogo to find out how to reverse engineer the syrum! We all would help, and we might be able to get you back to normal."

"Dont do that."

"What?"

"Give me hope."

They froze for a second, before noticing Luther's smile. They burst out laughing.

"I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE SHOWED YOU MEMES!" Klaus yelled in protest as Luther chuckled into his shoulder.

Once everything had calmed down, they dragged him to his room and pushed him onto his bed. The others said goodnight and went to sleep, exept Klaus.

Klaus kissed his forehead and firmly told him to sleep, before laying down next to him. "Klaus, what are you-"

"Shhh. Sleeeeeeeeeeep."

#fanfics #my fics #The Umbrella Academy #tua #luther hargreeves #Luther Angst #luther protection squad #luther positivity #diego hargreeves #Allison Hargreeves #klaus hargreeves #ben hargreeves #vanya hargreeves #brotp: oh captain my captain

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watchmegetobsessed · 6 years ago

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Shawn Mendes // Boundaries Part 12

yoooo im back with a new part!! okay this sounded like im a shitty rapper.. im really losing my shit lately over school but whatever... anyway, enjoy! shower me with your thoughts!

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11

I’m an emotional wreck when I get into the car and Nick greets me with a friendly smile. The silence is comforting, though I miss the country music Shawn used to play every time he was in a good mood.

I’m not a nail biter, but I nibble on them as we are getting closer and closer to Shawn’s place and I’m trying to come up with a plan on how I want to do it. Should I just blurt it out or should I build it up properly like a speech that ends with me telling him that he is going to be a father?

None of the options seem to be right, so after a while I give up and decide to just go with the flow.

When Nick rolls into the garage my nerves are exploding and my hands are shaking when I get out of the car. I take the elevator and I feel like my stomach was left in the garage when the elevator moved up.

The door opens and I walk into the familiar apartment. I hear his singing voice coming from the kitchen even before I could see him and it immediately brings a smile to my lips. I don’t know what I was expecting to see or how I imagined our first meeting after our emotional goodbye, but it feels… normal.

I walk into the kitchen and he looks up at me from the instant soup he is making and a wide smile dances to his beautiful face. He looks just as handsome as I remembered, his hair is now a bit longer, a curl is dancing on his forehead with every movement, but it’s beyond adorable. I have to fight the urge to curl it to my finger.

“Hi!” he greets me and stepping closer he pulls me into a hug, and I feel like I’m finally safe and home.

“Hi,” I whisper against his hoodie as I wrap my arms around his waist. Smelling his scent makes is even harder to peel myself off of him when it’s long over the friendly duration for the hug. “Instant soup, huh?” I ask hoping to make myself forget about the aching pain in my chest that I’m feeling now that he is standing next to me again.

“I don’t have lunch or dinner dates anymore, so I’m more often stuck here alone. And I’m still not a chef,” he chuckles shaking his head.

“Ordering is still an option, you know?”

“I… haven’t been quite in the mood to talk to strangers, not even a delivery guy,” he mumbles anxiously as he puts a spoon into the soup and stirs it. Steam is dancing above the bowl indicating that it’s still pretty hot, so he doesn’t attempt to taste it, just lets it sit on the counter.

I can relate to how he is feeling and I’m surprised he shared this detail with me. I was afraid he would be distant and sullen with me, but his honesty is calming me.

“Do you want a glass of wine or something?” he asks walking over to the fridge. I almost say yes immediately, some alcohol would definitely work for me, but then I realize that I can’t. Because there is a teeny-tiny baby in my stomach now.

“Um, no thank you,” I shake my head and watch him grab a water for both of us.

“So, not that I’m rushing you, but I’m really curious about what you wanted to talk about.”

We make ourselves comfortable on the couch and I feel my anxiety coming over me. I have no idea how to do it, but I can’t just blurt it out. I need time to think.

“I… I’ve been missing you.”

He gives me a doubtful look and I’m afraid he can see through me, but then he doesn’t question if this was my original intention. But I start talking again just to be sure.

“I’ve been thinking about you a lot and I just couldn’t get you off of my mind. I know I was the one who wanted to end everything, but… I guess I can’t do it.”

I feel horrible. I should have told him straight away instead of talking bullshit. Well, okay, it’s not bullshit, it’s true, I’ve been missing him as hell, but this is not why I came here.

He runs his hand through his hair and I think back of the time I used to do this without a second thought. Now I’m sitting next to him with a decent gap between us, so our legs can’t touch.

“I missed you too, Naya. So much. But… what do you want to do? I mean… I’m happy to start seeing you again, but we have to figure this out, how we want to make it work.”

I nod with a blank stare and I don’t know what I can say. If I don’t tell him about the pregnancy test I’m just fucking everything up, making him believe things are turning right and we can start over again, when truth is, everything is about to turn upside down.

For my luck, his phone starts ringing somewhere in his room and he excuses himself rushing into the room to answer the call.

I growl angrily as I reach for my bag and grab the test. I stare at it and can’t help but grimace. What am I doing here? I can’t ruin his life, I was the stupid one who forgot to take the pill, so it’s all my fault. A child would blow up his whole life and I can’t put up with the thought of messing everything up for him. I shouldn’t have come here.

I jump when I realize he is walking out of his room and in my sudden confusion I tug the stick to my coat’s pocket hiding it as I jump to my feet. I have to leave before I fuck something up.

“Where are you going?” he asks with raised eyebrows.

“I-I gotta leave. I’m sorry.” I mumble nervously as I head to the elevator, but he grabs my arm and… and everything happens too fast.

His grip is not too hard, but it’s strong enough to pull my hand out of the pocket and the stick slides out with it as well. It falls to the floor and the clinking makes me jump. I totally freeze right at that moment, giving Shawn the chance to reach for it.

As I watch him pick the test up from the floor I hold my breath and pull my shoulders up, as if I’m afraid he is about to explode. He hold it between his fingers, stares at it for the longest few seconds before his eyes slowly move up to my face. I’m biting my lips, feeling the tears dwelling in my eyes.

Why didn’t I put the damn test back into my bag? Why am I such an idiot?

“Shawn, I-“ I start, but I don’t get to finish, he cuts me off.

“Is this yours?” he asks in a firm voice. I nod.

“I took it this morning. I threw up last night and realized I’ve been late for over a week, so I bought the test and…”

“Did you do it on purpose?” I hear his next question and the words freeze to my tongue.

“What?” I manage to say.

“Did you get pregnant on purpose? Were you planning on it?”

His expressions are hard, he seems mad and it’s scary to see him like this. I didn’t want to upset him and his questions catch me off-guard. I stare at him in disbelief, but it soon turns into anger. How can he think I did this on purpose?

“Sure, I thought it would be fun to mess up my and your life as well!” I snap back angrily. “Of course I didn’t! I forgot to take the damn pills!” I growl as I snatch the test from his hand. Now I’m raging and I’m offended by the accusation.

“You told me not to worry about it! And yet, you have a positive pregnancy test in your bag now!” he retorts just making it even worse.

“I’m sorry, I was too busy trying not to fall apart! I’m sorry I’m human! But if you think I did this on purpose then I’m leaving now. It was a mistake to come here.”

I turn around furiously, but he grabs my arm again holding me back. When I turn back to him his face is completely changed. He doesn’t seem mad anymore, more like… desperate.

“Hey, hey, hey. I’m sorry! I didn’t… I just- I’m in shock, okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

“And you think I’m not shocked?” I scoff in disbelief. “This morning I found out that I’m pregnant, I came here to find comfort and maybe to find out what we should do now, and then you accuse me of doing it on purpose!” Tears are running down on my cheeks and though I try to push him away, he pulls me to him and closes his arms around me no matter how badly I’m trying to get away from him. “I’m so fucking shook, I’m terrified and I really thought seeing you would make me feel better, but I’m still so afraid.”

Now I’m full on crying, I’m sobbing into his shirt but he doesn’t seem to care. His strong arms hold me tight to his body and I just want to stay like this forever. He is stroking my hair gently, soothing me without letting go of me. I’m glad he is holding me because my knees feel like jelly.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you, I wasn’t thinking. It’s okay baby,” he whispers into my hair pressing a kiss to my temple.

“I’m sorry for raging so bad. I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster in the last 24 hours,” I mumble wiping my tears off of my face, but I know my eyes has already swelled and as red as a tomato.

“It’s fine. Come on, let’s sit down and talk, okay?”

I nod my head and he pulls me back to the couch. He gently takes my coat off and sitting down he pulls me close, circling an arm around my shoulders. His body’s heat is attracting me like I’m a bug and he is the only light in the room. I cuddle to his side and enjoy the momentary silence as I slowly realize I’m somehow relieved. The secret is out, he knows about the test, now we can focus on figuring out everything else.

“I’m sorry about the pill. I should have been more careful, it’s my fault,” I mumble and looking up at him I my gaze meets his soft eyes. All the anger and doubt is gone by now, I have my soft Shawn back, thanks God.

“Don’t say that. I should have been more persistent about using a condom too. We are in this together. But we really have to figure out the next step.”

“The next step is that I have a doctor’s appointment for tomorrow. These test are pretty reliable, but I need to see a professional as well.”

“Cancel the appointment, I’ll get you one in a private hospital. They are very trustworthy and we can sneak in without getting noticed.”

I don’t protest, I’m more than happy to keep it a secret for as long as possible. The last thing I need is to get recognized as I’m going to the gynecologist with Shawn.

“And we have to tell at least Andrew. He would kill me if something got out without him knowing about it.”

“He is going to hate me for life,” I sigh sadly, shutting my eyes closed. He runs his hand up and down my arm soothingly.

“Hey, don’t worry. Andrew is a smart guy, he doesn’t hold a grudge for nothing. And as I said, I was there too when…” His other hand gently slips under my sweater to my stomach. “When this baby thing happened. You remember?”

His playful smile calms me a bit. I’m suddenly very aware of his warm palm on my stomach and it’s so strange, to think about the tiny baby in my stomach.

“Shawn?” I speak up after a few silent moments.

“Hm?”

“I’m scared.” My voice is just a dying whisper and the damn tears are flowing again from my eyes, I can’t help it. Startled from my sudden mood change he sits straight up so he can look into my eyes, he cups my face in his hands and runs hid thumbs across my cheeks.

“Don’t be. It’s going to be alright. I’m not letting you do this alone, okay?” I nod my head sniffing like a little child. “I know it’s very sudden and scary, but you are not alone. I’m here and we are in this together.”

Now I’m crying because he is the sweetest person alive. His kind and soothing words comfort me like nothing on the world and even though this is a shitty situation I’m still happy I get to do this with him.

“I just… Don’t feel like I’m ready for this,” I choke out shaking my head.

“You will be ready for this when the time comes. I know we can make this work, okay? Just… don’t give up. We have someone else to think about now,” he lets out a small chuckle making me laugh through my tears.

Thanks to the emotional shock we both went through we doze out on the couch soon. When I open my eyes it’s already dark outside, meaning I spent almost half of the day napping with Shawn on his couch. His arms are hugging me protectively as he is spooning me from behind. I don’t want to wake him up, but one, I really have to pee and two, it’s time for me to leave, I don’t intend to spend the night here. Our situation doesn’t mean we are back on track.

I successfully peel myself out of his grip and make it to the bathroom. After quickly taking care of my business I check on him, he is still sleeping, now hugging a pillow to his chest. I take a moment to admire how peaceful he looks right now. No drama, no worries, just his angelic face that I still love so dearly.

As I feel myself getting emotional I turn away and grabbing my stuff I leave. I don’t call for Nick, I get a cab and head home.

I guess my message is clear to Shawn, he doesn’t call me that day. In the morning he texts me that he is picking me up at the café to go to the clinic and he also lets me know we are having a meeting with Andrew and Justin later, though I have no idea who Justin is. Definitely not Bieber.

Elisa is not home when I wake up, I’m thankful I don’t have to face her, she knows me too damn well and I know it would take one look and she would know something is off. I need more time to figure things out.

I have a beanie on and my scarf is covering half my face so I’m not recognizable. From my previous month spent with Shawn I expect him to be distant and moody after I left without a word yesterday, but I guess the situation is different now. I’m welcomed with a bright smile as I sit into the car.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” he asks me kindly.

“Um, fine. I was a bit nauseous in the morning, but I’m better,” I sigh tiredly. I leave out the part where I spent ten minutes kneeling next to the toilet because I was pretty close to throwing up. “Who is this Justin we are meeting later?” I ask.

“Justin Stirling. He is in my team, he has been doing a lot of marketing stuff for me lately, but he was busy with family stuff last month.”

I nod my head noting the information. The rest of the car ride is spent in silence. I feel so strange, before this whole pregnancy drama Shawn was always the dominant one, especially because he was kind of my boss. But now he looks so lost and confused, my news yesterday must have thrown him over the edge. He is looking out for my every mood and it’s starting to make me feel uncomfortable.

We make it into the clinic without anyone noticing us. This is definitely not how I imagined my first trip to the doctor when I become pregnant. It’s far from idyllic, I’m nervous, my hands are shaking so I hide them in my pocket, Shawn is like a jumpy kid, looking out for everything around us.

“Hello, I’m Dr. Hosier, please, come in,” the doctor greets us. She is a lovely middle-aged woman with a warm smile which is quite calming. We follow her into the room and while I sit up on the white bed Shawn takes place next to me. “So tell me, what do we know so far?” she asks as she is getting ready for my examination.

“Um, I’ve been late for about nine days now, in the past two days I’ve been feeling nauseous and I threw up once. I took a test and it came out positive.” I’m nervous to talk about it with Shawn right next to me, but I try not to think about it.

“Okay. Any pain maybe in the lower stomach?”

“No,” I shake my head.

Soon my pants and underwear comes off and I sit with my legs up while Dr. Hosier is facing my lower half. She keeps asking me questions, I just stare up at the ceiling and answer them like a robot. Shawn looks tensed as he is looking at the doctor.

“I’m going to do an ultrasound quickly,” she informs me she helps me put my legs down. I’m trying to breathe evenly as she pours some jelly on my stomach and starts roaming it with that… something. I don’t even know what these things are, this is how unprepared I am!

All three of us is staring at the screen that is filled with black and white void, I don’t see anything, but the Dr. Hosier freezes the picture and puts a circle around a teeny-tiny dot in the lower part of the image.

“Well, I have news. You are in fact pregnant, Miss Duvall and that little dot is the baby.”

I guess she can sense how unwelcomed the situation is, so she keeps her congrats to herself. She quickly tells me that we need to reserve another appointment soon, she talks about vitamins and useful information while I wipe my stomach clean and get dressed.

“Here, this is for you,” she tells me handing me an envelope. Opening it I see two copies of the ultrasound picture. I just thank her quietly wanting nothing more than to just finally leave the clinic. It is official now, I’m pregnant.

The realization hits me hard across my face as we walk out of the room and head to the car. Neither of us is talking, I’m scared, mad and desperate about the situation and I’m pretty deep in my thoughts when Shawn takes my hand and stops me before I could walk out of the building.

“Naya, let’s… talk for a minute, okay?”

I just nod my head as we sit down in two seats in the corner. No one is batting an eye at us fortunately.

“I, uh- I just wanted to tell you that… I know it’s scary and everything, and Andrew will probably explode when we tell him, but… I’m totally in.”

“In what?” I ask confused.

“In this. In us, in investing in this pregnancy. I want to be part of it, no matter how crazy things will get. And I guess I’m not saying anything new if I say I want us to… continue from where we were before things went downhill.”

“Things didn’t go downhill, our work came to its end and I did the logical thing.”

“But this is not work anymore. I want to give us a chance.”

I stare at him with mixed emotions. I don’t know what I want, I need time to figure out my next step. I have so much to worry about now that my feelings for Shawn must come second… or third… I’m more worried about what Andrew will say, how I’m going to work and what will people think if it ever gets out.

“I need time. It’s just too messy for me now. I’m sorry, but… I need to figure everything out.”

I can tell my answer doesn’t satisfy him, but he doesn’t protest. Pressing his lips together he nods shortly before we continue our way out of the clinic.

I’m shitting my pants when we reach the office complex where we are supposed to meet Andrew and Justin. I have no idea what to expect, but I’m sure it won’t be too pretty. Shawn tries to calm me telling me that it will be alright, but I know we are in trouble.

Shawn knocks on the door that has Andrew’s name on it and when we get the approval he opens the door.

“Ah, hey! I didn’t know you would be here too,” he immediately says when he sees me, confusion all over his face as he shakes hands with Shawn shooting him a questioning look. But he just ignores it and turns to the other guy in the room.

“Hey man, this is…” he starts gesturing at me, but he is not sure which name to use, so I step ahead and hold a hand out for Justin.

“I’m Naya. Hi.”

This is already over the work relationship I formed previously, my real name is justifiable. I see Andrew’s surprised face from the corner of my eyes and I know he is a smart guy, he must be putting the picture together slowly. But I bet he has no idea about the bomb we are about to drop onto him.

“Hey, Justin. Nice to meet you,” Stirling shakes my hand and soon we all take our places. Andrew is behind the desk, Justin is leaning against the bookshelf in the corner while Shawn and I are sitting in front of them.

“So, what is this meeting about?” Andrew questions. I turn to Shawn and he is already opening his mouth to answer.

“I have something to tell you, but I hope you won’t get mad. I just want you to listen to me.” Andrew nods and Shawn continues. “So… During the one month Naya and I kinda got cozy, if you know what I mean. In the last two weeks things escalated quickly, so it all took a romantic turn. But, um, w-we ended it when the month was over,” he adds and I’m staring at Andrew, trying to read his expressions, but I can’t. He is like a statue.

“Okay, go on, what is the problem?” he asks leaning back in his seat, but I have a feeling he already figured it out, because when he looks at me I can feel his eyes burning into my skin.

“We made a very reckless and immature mistake by… Um, we- we didn’t…” Shawn’s stuttering is getting under my skin, so I take a deep breath and just blurt it out.

“We didn’t use protection and I’m pregnant.”

The room falls silent, Andrew is staring at me, Shawn is staring at Andrew, Justin is staring at Shawn and I’m staring at the floor. The words felt heavy in my mouth and I’m afraid my heart is about to jump out of my chest.

After what feels like eternity, Andrew takes his glasses off pinching the bridge of his nose as he takes a few deep breaths. Once he places the glasses back he leans on the desk and finally speaks.

“Have you been to a doctor or you just did a test?” he asks in a calm, but distant tone.

“We went to the clinic together today. I was there, it’s one hundred percent,” Shawn answers for me.

“How many weeks are you?”

“It’s the fourth,” I mumble ashamed. Andrew’s questions are prim and strict, it all feels like an interrogation.

I look at Justin for the first time since Shawn started talking and his face looks blank, but I can tell his thoughts are racing, trying to figure out what to do with the situation.

“Okay, and what do you want?”

I furrow my eyebrows confused.

“What I want? I don’t understand it…”

“What do you want?” He repeats. “Money? Followers? A job? What do you want?”

“I don’t wa- You think I did this to get stuff from you or Shawn?” I ask realizing what this is about. Shawn’s first reaction was almost the same and now I’m definitely hurt. I never made them believe I’m a scheming bitch, why does everyone think I’m using them?

“Of course the thought crosses my mind, otherwise, how could you be so reckless to have unsafe sex?” he asks as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world, but it’s just making my blood boil.

“Andrew, it’s not-“ Shawn starts, but I cut him off.

“How dare you accuse me of being such a horrible person? You know nothing about me! Just because I work as an escort doesn’t mean I have such low life choices as getting myself knocked up by a client! You know what? It was a mistake to come here.” I grab my bag and throwing it on my shoulder I stand up, ready to leave. Everyone moves with me, Andrew and Shawn jump up and Justin takes a step towards me, all three of them to stop me, but the intentions are not the same. While Shawn wants me to stay because he cares about me, Andrew is just afraid is I slip out the door he can’t control the news anymore.

Shawn grabs my wrist and gently pulls me closer to him.

“Please don’t go, let’s talk.”

“You are not leaving without a confidentiality contract, no way you are walking out just like that,” Andrew growls and it’s just making it worse.

“You’re not making me do anything. I don’t need anything from you,” I spat at him and Shawn stands between us, as if he is afraid we would start a fist fight.

“Let’s calm down and talk, okay? Please!” he pleads, but behind him Andrew doesn’t seem too committed.

“I can’t deal with him if he is treating me like a bitch,” I say in a low voice, but the room is small, so everyone can hear it. Though I don’t care.

“Andrew, would you calm down? It was all an accident, she is not trying to ruin me,” he tells his manager turning to face him, but he is still holding my wrist.

I can tell Andrew is boiling inside, holding himself back not to throw the desk at me, and we are staring at each other like two hungry lions over the last piece of meat. Poor Shawn is standing in the middle, hoping he won’t have to pull us out of a fight anytime soon.

Then he takes a deep breath and nods.

“I’m sorry, but this was… quite shocking. I wasn’t expecting this.”

“I get it, it was a shocker for everyone, but let’s just talk about it, okay?” Shawn offers and I’m too tired and emotionally drained out to start a fight, so I nod my head agreeing.

We manage to sit back to our previous places and Justin stands right behind Andrew as we try to start it over again without the accusations and drama.

“I’m sorry for reacting so harshly,” Andrew starts, obviously thinking through his choice of words. “I’m just shocked, but of course, I don’t think you are trying to use Shawn. So… Let’s figure out what to do,” he offers and we all nod agreeing. “Was abortion ever an option?”

“No,” Shawn and I answer at the same time even though we never discussed it. Despite the difficulties of the situation I wouldn’t be able to abort this baby, it’s just impossible for me and I guess Shawn thinks the same way.

“Alright, then we need a strategy,” Andrew tells a bit more like to himself than to us as he is staring down at his desk. “Um… Are you guys…”

“Are you guys together now?” Justin asks speaking up for the first time in a while.

I see Shawn turning to me from the corner of my eyes, and his gaze is burning my temple as he is staring at me.

“It’s… it’s undefined. I have to figure a lot of stuff out.” I say feeling a bit guilty under their examining looks.

“But this is all joint now. Your decisions effect our work as well, I’m sorry, but you can’t just run free. Obviously, Shawn wants to take part in the baby’s life, so we have to work together. What stuff do you need to figure out?”

I feel awkward and anxious as I realize that he is right. I have to worry about myself, the baby and also consider Shawn as a third party, because he has the right to take part in this journey. I owe him honesty.

“I-I have to think about work, I need to talk to Joshua, because as soon as it gets visible I can’t work. But then I need money, because…” I don’t finish the sentence, I’m not ready to share my giant debts with them and listen to their pity. No way.

“Naya, I can support you financially. Let me help you out!” Shawn sighs obviously being over my shit, but I’m just too stubborn.

“No. That’s your money. I have my own problems to solve,” I protest.

“But I told you, we are in this together! I won’t just watch you struggle.”

“I can’t ask you to do me such a huge favor,” I shake my head staring down at my hands. I’m ashamed to admit how much debt I have to pay for every month.

“You’re not asking, I’m offering it.”

“Shawn stop!” I snap at him as I feel myself getting emotional again. “You have no idea how deep I’m in this shit! I inherited 1.2 million dollars of debts after my mom disappeared and left my number to everyone she was owing to, so now I’m paying thousands of dollars every month, because if I don’t, I might end up dead in a dumpster!”

My outburst is followed by total silence and my eyes are tearing up pretty quick. I didn’t mean to say it out loud, I never want people to know how much I struggle because of my own mother. She was a failure, never had a decent job so he paid for her debts by asking for more money from different people. Living this lifestyle for almost ten years can send you down the spiral, and when she disappeared after I moved out from her she left 1.2 million dollars worth of debt, forcing me to start working as an escort since this was the only job that offered me enough money each month to cover everything. I’ve paid back about half of the money by now, but I’m still coughing the rest every damn month. I was once late with paying, the next day two not too friendly guys showed up at my apartment and taught me a lesson with their fists. I never want to experience that. I scared the shit out of Elisa when she saw my black-eye.

“Can we… Can we have this conversation sometime later? I’m really not feeling good,” I say after a long time. I guess I shocked everyone with my outburst, they are all speechless. Shawn is the first one to recover after the scene.

“Um, Andrew how about we all have lunch tomorrow and talk about this? I think we all need some time to adjust the situation.”

I thank God for this offer, because I’m nauseous and anxious to sit here and talk about the future that involves a baby in my belly.

“It’s a great idea. Let’s just think about everything and come prepared the next time,” Justin nods agreeing and Andrew seems to be on the same page as well.

I put on my coat and keeping my gaze down I leave the office while Shawn exchanges a few words. I stop at the hallway waiting for him, chewing on my bottom lip I’m on the verge of crying once again. A few minutes later Shawn appears and seeing my long face he wraps an arm around my shoulders pulling me to his chest and this is exactly what I need right now.

“How about we get some takeaway, go to my place, eat and… just chill. Hm?” He offers mumbling into my hair, running his hands up and down my arms soothingly. I just nod my head, I’m too weak and stressed to talk and though I know I shouldn’t be getting closer to him, I just can’t resist. I need his presence, I want him to tell me it’s going to be okay, I just need somebody.

No.

I need him.

I AM SHOOK ARE YOU SHOOK LETS ALL BE SHOOK no im just kidding I WROTE IT hahaha okay im done here bye

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karak9 · 6 years ago

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Another stupid long post about how I don't know my own fucking gender

This is honestly just copied and pasted from a yt comment I made on an older vid and I figured I'd share it here bc tumblr loves this shit I guess lol. God damn I've been questioning my gender for so long and ik rn im prob not still in the best position to be thinking about deep life shit like where I am mentally and im dealing with a lot in my life and also very insecure about potentially being trans bc a lot of my friends don't seem like they would be very accepting and my bf is only really into girls. I asked him how he would feel if I was nonbinary or looked like a boy and he just said he wasn't totally sure but he's only attracted to girls :c he's the sweetest bf in existence and im honestly so afraid of losing him, so aside from obviously not wanting to deal with all the other trans shit, I definitely hope im not trans bc I don't wanna lose him. Anyways, ill start with my childhood I guess. I was always super tomboyish. My older sisters (im the youngest sibling btw) were always p tomboyish so maybe I kinda got it from them but I kinda felt like I was more tomboyish than them? I felt like I was the most boyish girl I knew, like even meeting other tomboy girls in elementary school I felt like I couldn't really relate to them or like they couldnt relate to me enough idk. I also remember once making up a song about being like so tomboyish that I was basically a boy or something along those lines and sang it to my best friend at the time who I copied like all the fkin time (it honestly wasnt healthy lmao I didn't have good parents, also I think I started making up songs bc she did that and I wanted to like impress her), but she thought it was stupid and weird so I just forgot about it and moved on. I was embarrassed to even enjoy playing with dolls or play dress up games online and was determined to play masculine games like runescape (even tho I ended up doing girly shit in runescape anyways lmao) and considered myself one of the guys. In 5th grade when I started needing to wear a bra I absolutely didn't want to, tho some girls in my class thought it was weird I didn't wear a bra when they found out and that made me more insecure about it, but since then I've p much only worn sports bras. I have bought some more normal bras bc I wanted to look attractive in them for my SO or whatever but I still highly prefer my sports bras and can't stand wearing the other ones unless I have to bc my sports bras aren't clean lmfao. I always hated talking about genitalia and breasts n shit but that could just be bc of how I was raised and how my family was always so strict and such radical Christians and anything sex related was a sin, idk if its dysphoria or not. I've never rlly liked my chest and hated showing cleavage like so god damn much and still do but maybe that's the same thing or maybe I just want smaller boobs and that's it idk??? Like I'd want to appear to have a completely flat chest at least, idk if I'd want to actually like have a guy chest or not? Also huge issue with ppl seeing me naked or touching my boobs but again idk if that's gender related or just a normal issue I have. Tho I had a friend in high school (a girl, a very weird lewd girl) who would occasionally grope my chest randomly and it wasn't a huge issue but kinda made me uncomfortable and more aware of my chest. I really like when I wear big hoodies or when I lean over so my shirt kinda poofs out and it looks like I have a flat chest underneath. Though im not super uncomfortable with my boobs, like normally ill want nothing to do with them but I don't mind my SO touching them especially if they're really into it. I wouldn't say im rlly dysphoric about between my legs either, like yeah I think its weird and I hate monthlies and stuff but I think that's normal. I think if i woke up one day and had a dick I would be fine with it, I'd prob even enjoy it tbh lmao. I once had a dream that i was, well, a male dog like,,, ya know, with a female dog, and not to sound weird af (hey we were both dogs ok) but I think i kinda enjoyed it? I don't really remember any other dreams where I remember actually having a dick or feeling it but I've had several dreams as a male person, but p much all of them were like, I was seeing through a character's eyes or smth, not really that I was a guy, so idk if that's normal. I have the same dreams about being other girl characters, I'd say its split about 50/50. Because of this game community im in, a lot of ppl assume im a guy, and a lot of people still think im a guy and I haven't really bothered to correct them but idk if I find it more enjoyable bc its funny or if I enjoy not being referred to as female for once. I'll admit I feel most comfortable referred to as they/them, like without a doubt, if I could go by only 1 set of pronouns for the rest of my life it would be they/them. But ik that's not enough to call myself trans. I definitely wouldn't want to be 100% male. Like if I imagine myself as a grown man vs a grown woman id prob choose to be a woman. I don't like my voice but I think that's mostly just bc I sound 10 years younger than I actually am, and wouldn't really want a deep/masculine voice. Like a "tomboy" voice would be fine if that makes sense? I don't want facial hair or want to have a masculine body, I like that I have curves and soft skin and small hands. Personally I like my hair long bc its soft and people love it, but sometimes I kinda wish I had short hair and could pass as a boy. Like I'd wanna be a typical cute kpop boy ngl lmfao. I like the whole cute androgynous/feminine boy look and wish I could pull it off. Tho I also like really girly things sometimes and am okay being seen as a girl, i just want to be cute and attractive. Ik whether im trans or not I like being a mix of feminine and masculine, tho I admit in the past I've been kinda insecure bc I used to be super sure I was nb and thought me liking girly things and wanting to still havd long hair and wear girly clothes made me seem like "not trans enough" or whatever. But i guess here I am questioning myself again anyways. If I am nb, it sucks that ill never really be able to be openly myself and all but I've accepted by now that I kinda have to pick a binary and choose what I want to be seen as for the rest of my life, and im ok with being female. There are some things I dont like about my body whether they're really gender related or not but I can't afford to transition and wouldn't like most of the effects of T and am afraid of surgery and not sure I want top surgery enough to ever get it anyways, but I think if we lived in a perfect world and I could magically change my body at will and I wasnt afraid of judgment or being unattractive or whatever, I'd probably want to look androgynous and itd be cool to be able to change my genitalia at will lmao. If I had to choose 1 genitalia over the over I honestly have no idea what I'd choose but I have no desire to ever get bottom surgery, at the same time tho I honestly wanna someday get surgery or w/e to never be able to get pregnant. I just could not handle pregnancy or giving birth and I don't even like babies and breast feeding sounds awful so if I ever have kids they will be adopted 100% and most likely be older and like not newborn babies lmfao, babies are honestly so weird to me and they stink and cry and they're so fragile and im so afraid of like dropping them when I hold them lmao. But I like my nieces and nephews and I like being the cool aunt (is there a gender neutral version of aunt/uncle?) who lets them use my art supplies and helps them do fun stuff even if I get tired of them sometimes lol. Idk if that's gender related either but yeah I guess. This if kind of a more recent thing but I often say I'd make a great bf kinda as a joke bc of how I am in relationships like being the stereotypical sweet bf type who makes things for their partner a lot and wants to be their knight in shining armor and their protector and all that, but again prob not rlly trans related lmao just thought I'd throw that out there I guess. So when I was 17 was when I really started getting into trans stuff, prior to that I mostly just learned from my parents that trans ppl were "against god" and all that bs, and eventually started realizing lgbt+ isn't as bad as my family said and later realized I was bi. But anyways I met an agender person online when i was 17ish and I'd never heard it before and thought it was really interesting and asked them how you know you're agender bc after hearing their explanation of it i thought it described how I felt, but ofc they weren't transmed and just described it as being like a deep feeling or whatever and since then i started calling myself agender (and switched between a few labels but basically nonbinary) until my transmed friend told me I was ridiculous and that I wasn't trans, and honestly he was a huge dick but im a huge pushover lmao and I thought well he's trans so he must know what he's talking about, and though I felt discouraged about it I stopped calling myself nonbinary. Then I began questioning it again after not too long and basically since then I've been questioning my gender off and on. I'm now 22 and god I fucking hope im cis but also I feel like a part of me doesn't want to be cis if that makes sense?? Idk if that's because I don't like being a girl for some weird deep reason I don't know about despite being pretty sure I've gotten a lot of my feelings and their reasons behind them figured out, or if it's because I am trans and dont want to force myself to pretend im a girl 100% forever. At the very least, whatever the fuck my gender is, I want to continue going by they\them wherever I can and pretending to be a boy to strangers online and I'd love to cosplay male characters and bind and occasionally just dress masculine for the hell of it and probably wear sports bras for the rest of my life. I feel like in a way I cang possibly be trans because I can live with all of those things and be fairly comfortable still being seen as female for the rest of my life. But idk, I have bpd and other mental shit so sometimes im not great with my feelings (tho I do try really hard to identify all of my feelings/emotions and stuff) but at the same time bpd can cause weird identity shit so maybe its just a weird mix of a bunch of crap and im not actually trans but just weird and tomboyish enough to question my gender for 5 years and still be unsure. Also I know a lot of ppl suggest talking to a therapist/psychologist/whatever professional and trust me I would love to but I can't currently and am unsure when ill be able to bc they're expensive and I live in the middle of fucking nowhere so finding a decent therapist around where I live rn is going to be very difficult. Also, I have fucking crippling social anxiety lmao like I'd be so afraid to open up about this stuff even to a professional. So if anyone could suggest anything online that could help that would be amazing

#Trans #nonbinary #nb #genderqueer #gender questioning #transmed #pls help me lmao I hate my brain sm #also im so sorry if this post is scuffed af #im on mobile #its 4 am I cba

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cannedapricot · 7 years ago

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First Love! Park Jihoon

happy valentine’s day!! this gif is everything fuck im in love

they say that falling for your first love is a slow, sweet process

like hell it was

honestly you would fiGHT THE PERSON WHO CAME UP WITH THAT

why?

because your first love hit you like a damn train.

you’ve never believed in those cliche “oh fuck i suddenly like my best friend what do i do” dramas

i mean, you’ve been basically stuck to jihoon ever since you two were toddlers

(he threw a mud ball at you during preschool and you threw one back lmao what a start to a friendship)

and never once,

in your seventeen years of life

have you ever thought about dating park jihoon

even during middle school where everyone was going through that weird dating phase

jihoon would get 186294 confessions per week back then

and so many girls would try get close to you in order to get close to jihoon

“hey!!! y/n wanna join us for lunch?? cough you should bring jihoon with you cough”

“uH,,,,,,, HE Y LOOK AT THE TIME GOTTA GO MEET UP WITH WOOJIN TO TALK ABOUT THE TALENT SHOW AHAHAHAHAH”

your middle school didn’t have talent shows

and sure, you’ve have crushes here and there on other people

and dated a few times

but you wouldn’t consider it love????

like????? you don’t have that feeling of wanting to see them 24/7 ya know???

entering high school, your friends started experiencing their own first loves while you were just-

“oMG Y/N!!!! HE WAS STARING AT ME DURING MATHS TODAY DO YOU THINK HE LIKES ME OR DID I HAVE SOMETHING ON MY FACE OR WAS I ACTING FUNNY OR--”

“uH sorry can’t relate-”

at one point you gave up and decided that your dream was to become a cat lady and to grow old with fifteen cats

your first high school valentines was cra z y

the amount of pink you saw hurt your eyes lmao

pink flowers

pink boxes

heLL EVEN THE TREES IN SCHOOL GROUNDS WERE WRAPPED WITH PINK RIBBON

AND YOU STOOD THERE THAT MORNING THINKING THAT WOW HIGHSCHOOLERS ARE WILD MAN

at least one of your best friends confessed and got accepted that day :’)))

on the way hone though, you had to help 2park carry some of their chocolates because they received so much that they couldnt carry it themselves w o w s u c h f r i e n d s h i p

the valentines of your second high school year was when you realized that the cliche plot of falling for your friend was actually happening to you

it was yet again another lovey dovey couple day :)

and well

being the oNLY SINGLE PERSON LEFT IN YOUR FRIEND GROUP

you were left to fight for yourself :’)

the conversation went-

you: hey guys wanna hang out during valentines??? i dont wanna seem like a loser lol

friend a: oh shit i would love to but the boyf wants to go skiing together

friend b: my gf wants to go to this overpriced cafe sighs sorry man

park woojin: i have a blind date on that day.

you: blind date????? woojin you’re literally only seventeen you don’t need that????

so you had let out an angry huff before chucking your phone to the side and heading to the kitchen to get something to stuff your face with

while angrily munching on your piece of bread, a ‘ding’ signifies another message

you lowkey don’t wanna open it because it’s probably jihoon waking up from his nap and going ‘whoops i have a date too’ lmao

but you open it anyway

jihoon: guess i’m not the only single one this year

jihoon: y/n!!!! let’s go hang out and take advantage of all the couple deals like the salty singles we are

you agreed

because yOURE NOT GIVING UP ON ANYTHING THAT HAS A PERCENTAGE OFF YOU HEAR ME

before heading off to school on the fourteenth, you told your parents that you were gonna be home late

and your dad jumped from his seat at the dining table to you

“whAT?????? DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND???????”

“no- dad- iM JUST GONNA HANG OUT WITH JIHOON?????? YOU KNOW THAT KID WHO THREW MUD AT ME?????”

“SO YOU’RE DATING JIHOON??????”

“N O-”

at least your mom was chill about it

“remember, no underage s-”

“IBFUEBOW M O M”

your dad nearly fainted

but hey, you got the okay from your mom

the moment you got to school

it was exactly like last year

p i n k e v e r y w h e r e

your high school is wild man

but the moment you stepped in class, the rowdy atmosphere immediately became quiet

you were just ?????

did you offend someone by coming to school today or--

“y/n!!! you’re here!!! i found this great ice cream shop that we can go to!!!! anD THEY’RE HAVING A 50% OFF FOR COUPLES!!!!!!!”

“oop gotta go to basketball practice i’ll see you after school y/n!!!”

ruffles your hair before leaving

o h

your classmate slides up to you with a creepy af grin the second wink boy leaves

“so.... you and jihoon huh?”

o H

“nONONONONONO WE’RE NOT WE’RE JUST FRIE N D S”

“h u h f r i e n d s”

“yEAH!!!! psst why is every girl in class giving me killer glares”

“oh you don’t know huh jihoon rejected everyone who asked him out to go out with you”

O H

O H S H I T

WELP THAT EXPLAINS WHY EVERYONE WANTS TO KILL YOU

and so

with an awkward smile and an awkward wave

you slide into your seat

wishing you could just slide into the ground instead

becAUSE BOY EVERYONE WAS STILL STARING AT YOU??? I KNOW YOU’RE GOOD LOOKING AND ALL BUT STILL-

you lowkey wish that you could bring someone with you so it doesn’t seem like a date date you know what i mean???

but alas you must go yourself foR THE COUPLE DEA L S!!!!

SAVING YOUR WALLET IS PRIORITY OVER SAVING YOUR NON EXISTENT IMAGE AT SCHOOL

and that’s the only thought that got you through all the gossip at school bbiegpsvibrowib

bUT1!!!11!1!

nobody leaves the class as soon as bell rings like normal????

everyone’s sitting at their desks staring at you and jihoon

thEY’RE JUST WAITING FOR MORE GOSSIP MATERIAL

jihoon feels that something’s weird too obviously

and texts you to hurry out because wow it’s like a bunch of wolves staring down their prey what the fuck

you look in jihoon’s direction

and at the count of three,

YOU TWO ZOOM THE FUCK OUTTA THERE

OUT INTO THE HALLWAYS

PUSHING PAST PEOPLE UNTIL YOU’RE OUT OF THE SCHOOL GATES

AND ONCE Y’ALL DEEM THAT YOU’RE SAFE

THE TWO OF YOU BURST INTO LAUGHTER

and it’s just some cute, wholesome friend time until jihoon says,

“fresh outta school amirite”

and you have the sudden urge to just leave him and go home

but too late

you’re in charge of this man child for the next few hours now :”)

the two of you spend quite a time together

“ice cream in this weather tho???? jihoon are you sure you’re not cold????”

“icE CREAM IS GOOD IN ANY WEATHER”

he says, shivering

“u m o k i f y o u s a y s o”

THE ICE CREAM SHOP HAD A BUY ONE GET ONE FREE SALE AND SO YOU TWO BOUGHT TWO EACH

and immediately regretted it afterwards when you stepped outside into the cold :’)

then the two of you just sat at a bench in the cold, forcing yourselves to down the ice creams bought

and complaining to each other about the couples that walk by

“ew look at all that pda”

“ikr nobody wants to see you make out in the streets jeez”

they weren’t making out

they wERE JUST HOLDING HANDS BUT Y’ALL TOO SALTY TO CARE

“i think valentines is just a thing made by companies so we buy more shit-”

“fuck y/n i think our classmates are following us”

what

yOU SNAP YOUR HEAD AROUND AND THERE

HIDING BEHIND A CORNER

WAS A BUNCH OF STUDENTS WEARING THE OH SO FAMILIAR UNIFORM

“dammit why are they following us”

“they probably want to catch us kissing or smt”

“does no one understand the word ‘privacy’ around here?”

“should we run”

“yeah on the count of three”

“one”

“two”

“tHREE”

YOU TWO ZOOM THE FUCK OUTTA THERE FOR THE SECOND TIME

“hEY WAIT THEY’RE ESCAPING”

YOU HEAR SOMEONE SHOUT FROM BEHIND

AND JIHOON LAUGHS

“THEY’RE COMING AFTER US Y/N RUN FASTER”

AND YOU CAN’T HELP BUT LET OUT A LAUGH AT HOW ABSURD THE SITUATION WAS

at one point, you were too tired to go on

“gO ON JIHOON, I CAN’T LET YOU DIE BECAUSE OF ME. LIVE A GOOD LIFE”

“nO Y/N WE HAVE TO GET THROUGH THIS TOGETHER”

wow what kdrama is this

you plop down dramatically on a bench nearby

waving at jihoon to go on

bUT

HE TAKES YOUR WAVING HAND

AND PULLS YOU TO RUN WITH HIM

SCREECHES

“I TOL D Y O U T H A T I CAN’ T”

the two of you come to stop at a market square, huffing like no tomorrow

weakly, you hit jihoon’s shoulder

“i’m sweating like i’ve been to hell thanks”

“you’re welcome!!!”

you roll your eyes while jihoon turns to make sure that you’ve lost your classmates

“i think they’re gone!!!”

“way to go!!1!111!!1 it’s not like we just ran 28392 miles!!!1111!111″

even though your tone wasn’t welcoming at all

your lips curled upwards

and jihoon burst into laughter

the type of laughter that lights up the whole world

taking a good look at him after a while, your smile freezes on your face

it wasn’t for anything special

just for your best friend laughing against the backdrop of a beautiful orange-pink sky as the sun sets

you know something normal

norMAL MY ASS

BITCH YOU START GETTING THE DOKIS

AND IN YOURR HEAD YOU’RE LIKE

‘OH NO’

‘OH N O’

‘OH N NNONONONOONO’

BECAUSE NO WAY IS YOUR HEART BEATING FASTER FOR YOUR FRIEND OF A DECADE

that night, back at home

there you laid on your bed

hugging your pillow

aND RECALLING EVERY SMALL THING YOU’VE EVER DONE WITH JIHOON

ranging from that time in middle school where you and your friends helped jihoon escape the crowd to females chasing him

to that time where jihoon pushed everything back to take care of you while you were sick

YOU CHUCKED YOUR PILLOW TO OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM AT THAT THOUGHT

BECAUSE

WOW PARK JIHOON FUSSING OVER YOU WAS A S I G H T

and you wouldn’t mind him fussing over you for the rest of your life 👀👀👀

you continued to squeal over him for the rest of the night

then at about 2am you suddenly realized that

fuck

you were absolutely

totally

fully

heads over heels for your friend, park jihoon

as in

more than a crush

bOOM

THERE’S THE FIRST LOVE TRAIN RUNNING Y/N OVER

you turned up to school the next day

with dark af eye bags

“hey y/n- oh gosh what happened to you????”

“wow thanks woojin really needed that comment”

luckily, jihoon was at basketball practice that morning

“woojin, how do you get over a dude”

because in your eyes, jihoon had so many people he could choose from and get with

and would probably never get with you

“um????? do i look like i know?????”

they also say that you never forget your first love

which

you'd actually agree with

beCAUSE BOI WAS HE ALWAYS ON YOUR MIND

for the last year you’ve claimed that you’re over jihoon

buT THE TRUTH IS????

YOU’RE NOT

YOU’RE FARRRR AWAY FROM GETTING OVER HIM

like,

whenever you get set up with one dude

you’d always end up comparing him with jihoon

and then rejecting him because,

well,

he wasn’t jihoon

and whenever you and your friends went out as a group,

your eyes would always fly over to him

all your friends know

your neighbor knows

your aunt’s cousin’s dog knows

heLL EVEN GUANLIN THE NEW FOREIGN FRESHMAN KNOWS

but no one’s said anything to lover boy himself

because you’ll beat them to a pulp if they did

and as you exit your last exam for your high school career,

your friend calls you up

“y/n, you know graduation’s coming up right?”

“yeah, obviously”

“are you gonna tell him?”

you freeze him your tracks

“hahAHAHA what do you mean?”

you lAUGH NERVOUSLY

“don’T PLAY DUMB WITH ME, EVERYONE KNOWS”

and you sigh in defeat

“i don’t think so.”

“what why?”

looking up at the sky, you hum before answering,

“you know how busy we’re gonna be preparing for the uni entrance exams, there won’t be time after either.”

it’s your friend’s turn to sigh

“is this about you going overseas again?”

you crack a bitter smile as you return to your walk to the bus stop

“listen y/n, just because you’re moving doesn’t mean you can’t tell him???? you’re just letting him know your feelings, you don’t have to get together”

“i’ll think about it”

“don’t think too long though, graduation’s just around the corner”

you didn’t think about it

you’ve already made up your mind.

you were gonna tell him.

come graduation day and everyone was in tears

the courtyard was full of teenagers not willing to leave school yet

the makeup your friend had spent hours on was ruined and she was crying in her boyfriend’s arms

you just stood by woojin by the school staircase and watched the cryfest

“what a bunch of crybabies”

“tell me about it”

you haven’t changed from a year ago

you were still judging people from a distance lol

then you see the all mighty park jihoon,

excusing himself from a bunch of girls trying to take a picture with him

he scanned his eyes over the crowd, trying to find that familiar person he’s been with since preschool

catching onto this, you excused yourself from woojin

“wow y e s y /n you go confess your love”

“fuck you”

you flip woojin off before heading towards the crowd

“hey y/n!! i was looking for you,,,,, i hear you’re going overseas to study huh?”

“i am!”

he chuckles and puts on a smile different to the one you saw last valentines

it was somewhat

sad????

“well, i guess you can’t be with me for the whole of my life right?”

“i mean, you can’t expect that coming from a friendship started from mudballs”

you were joking

he knew that

but his voice became soft

“yeah,,,, friendship,,,,”

obVIOUSLY THO

YOU COULDN’T HEAR HIM FROM OVER THE HOWLING TEENAGERS AROUND

“hUH??? WHAT’D YOU SAY???”

STEPS CLOSER TO TRY HEAR

“noTH IN G”

“WHA T ? ? ? ?? “

STEPS EVEN CLOSER

“i saiD NO TH IN G”

“I CAN’T HEA R YOU-”

WHAM

ALL OF A SUDDEN, PARK ‘SMOOTH AS FUCK’ JIHOON HAS YOU AGAINST HIS CHEST IN A HUG

ALL THE NOISE WAS DROWNED OUT AND ALL YOU COULD HEAR WAS HIS RAPID HEARTBEAT

“i’m gonna miss you y/n”

he whispers,

“i know it’s too late but,,,, i kinda wished that we were moe than friends”

BUSOBVEOEUGBFOWEBVOSB ??????????

THIS WASN’T IN YOUR PLAN??????

YOU PULL AWAY IN SURPRISE

“uH- I- YOU COULD’VE SAID SOONER YOU DUMBASS”

“whaT Y/N IM SERIOUS HERE”

“I KNOW. BUT WE COULD’VE BEEN DATING IF YOU SAID SOMETHING SOOONER”

“WAIT SO YOU LIKE ME AS WELL???? AND YOU DIDN’T SAY ANYTHING EITHER”

“I L O V E YOU PARK JIHOON”

THE CROWD GASPS ALL TOGETHER

realizing that y’all caught the whole year level’s attention,

jihoon drags you to this shady af place behind the school

and basically pins you against the wall asking,

“hey, i know this is a lot to ask, but would we be able to get together in the future as couple?”

yOU’RE GONNA CONBUST IN HAPPINESS

“only if you’re willing to wait for me”

and jihoon is willing to do anything for you.

bonus: jihoon asks when you fell for him and you truthfully say you realized during valentines last year

“oh my gosh!!! we fell for each other on the same day!!”

“whAT ARE YOU SERIOUS”

wow i love wholesomeness :’))

bonus x2: the whole year level followed you two to the back of the school and saw everything

your friend cried even more at the sight of you two finally admitting love for each other :’)))

bonus x3: jihoon sends you gifts every valentines day even though you’re overseas :’))) just so you don’t forget him

he has the delivery man deliver it right to your dorm and the dude’s sick of doing it every year lmao

but not only is it valentines day

it was anniversary of the day you two fell for each other :”)))

happy valentines day!! this was longer than my english essay im-

woojin only exists in other member’s fics lMAO but i do have a couple of requests for soccer player! woojin so ;)

also i searched up “first love” on google for this im pretty sure the my internet provider’s questioning whether i’m in love or not osbgeogbwoeb

#guess who finished this 2 hours before valentines is over!!!#me!!!!#pls love this fic i sweated buckets in my room writing this #also this might not be an accurate representation of love since i haven't been in love yet who op s #wanna one #park jihoon #produce 101 #first love! au #broduce 101 #wanna one scenarios #kpop #kpop scenarios #maroo entertainment #park jihoon scenarios #wanna one imagines #wanna one aus #park jihoon imagines #park jihoon aus #first love! park jihoon

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shametheshadow · 6 years ago

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Tried to find my Perth book in the one box of books I grabbed from my storage. It was literally on the top just waiting for me. And THIS book has a story... Well... All books have stories but this one involves a literal shotgun in my face so not exactly the fantasy tale one might expect to come with this particular title. When I was fourteen I was out in the boonies watching my cousin's dogs while she was working as a party host. I had never watched these dogs before this point and I had never been to this particular house of her's before. I had watched dogs, just not these ones. She had told me on the way to her house that she was having issues with her neighbor. She said he let his dog roam free wherever it wanted and he had complained about her dogs barking. Note, they are in the middle of nowhere. All of the houses have plenty of yard space on all sides so there is no reason that her dogs barking should be an issue or that his dog should need to roam beyond it's own expansive yard. They arent on top of each other. She goes on to tell me that she caught this man in her yard the night before outside her dogs' kennel trying to get them to eat peanut butter. The police were called because that's fucking sus as hell and toooootally not likely that he was trying to poison them. So there was that whole issue. On top of that one of the dogs had just had surgery and had to be treated with care. I was told not to let him out at the same time as the other two so he wasnt tugged around or rough housed with. Then there was the fact that I didnt have a cell phone at this point (yeah 14 year olds not having a phone nowadays is weird but back then it was normal) and there wasnt a house phone. Instead she had talked to the neighbors across the street who agreed to help me and lend me their phone if there was any issue. So there is the setup. For most of the day we were good. The dogs kind of made me nervous, which isnt the norm for me, but my two previous interactions were when one of them was a new puppy and the female was very hostile and territorial towards new people. So I was kind of skittish about interacting too much and corralling them was difficult. They're australian cattle dogs which are a midsized breed but three of them are intimidating for a short fourteen year old. The males were easier than the female but all three together were still chaos. So of course we get to the point where I have to take them out to use the bathroom. I tried to put it off. But when the one finally stood on the arm chair from the couch and stared me down I finally accepted it was time. So I tried to start with the male that needed to go out alone (because the female still scared me and the younger male was so hyperactive). I managed to separate him from the group and get his leash on before attempting to block the other two from the door. Which... Obviously didnt work. The dogs overpowered me and got out. They took five seconds to go pee and then.... ... The neighbor dog started barking at them. Aaaaand off the two unleashed ones go. I tried to chase after them, still holding the leash of the one who had surgery, but he couldnt run well. I shouted their names as they barreled into the other dog and started to roll around. Just like that they came running back and right into the house. I was so terrified and so fucked. Like omg... The worst had just happened... Or so I thought. While I desperately search for a phone there comes a knock at the door. The neighbor is standing there, holding a rifle with his dog at his side. The dog seems unharmed. Certainly not bleeding or torn up. Definitely good enough to be allowed to join his master in crossing over the property line to intimidate me. In hindsight I dont understand the thought process because his dog is just going to be a possible catalyst for another fight. There is no reason it should be at my cousin's door. And maybe that was the point. To cause a fight so he had reason to shoot one of her dogs. The man starts shouting at me. He doesnt raise or point his gun, but it is clearly there. At this point my mind is a mess of "OH MY FUCKING GOD I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO!!!!" So I start babbling apologies and trying to explain. I dont remember what is said after that but he leaves. I take this time to run across the street. But the neighbors there dont answer the door. I run back to the house and look for a phone again. When I exhaust my options I try the neighbors across the street a second time. They must not be home so I head back to the house. This time I'm called over by an older man standing at the property line between my cousin's and the neighbor's land. This isnt the same guy but he is also holding a shot gun and this time he's pointing and waving it around. I dont know why I did what he wanted. I was so frazzled I didnt think about common sense... So I walked over to the guy pointing a FUCKING GUN AT ME! I gather that this is the neighbor's father. He lacks most of his teeth so he was difficult to understand. First he demands to know why I was across the street at the other neighbors and then he starts shouting at me and I finally burst into tears. I apologize again. This time the guy says that I shouldnt have called the cops on his son the night before. ... They think I'm my cousin. Me. A timid, fourteen year old girl... Is mistaken for my confident, near 30 year old cousin. I quickly say that I'm just a dogsitter for my cousin. I didnt call the cops on anyone and I had just arrived that day. The man switches gears and pulls the gun from my face. He starts saying that it isnt my fault and that I'm not the one causing trouble. It's my cousin's fault and she needs to take responsibility. And this is a weird turning point because suddenly I got stupidly angry and brave for just a moment. I stop crying an I start vehemently arguing with the man. I defended my cousin and insisted it was my fault and my responsibility. I started arguing with a man holding a gun, not to defend myself after the tension had been diffused but to pull the blame back on me. And now the other guy who still had his gun there shouting too. Like... What was I thinking? This is also very recently after my dad died so I was much more quiet and timid than I had ever been in my life. I was very depressed and go with the flow because I couldnt be bothered to lift my head, not nearly like the argumentative troll I am today. Luckily at this point the neighbors from across the street pull in their driveway and see us. They start shouting my name and calling me over. As soon as I get away from the men the anxiety and fear hits me like a boulder. I manage to explain in a very rushed and panicked voice before breaking down in sobs. I'm terrified of the reprecussions of my actions. The men had told me that my cousin's dogs needed to be put down and I was so scared I had just caused my cousin to lose her much beloved pets. I am very grateful to those people. They called my cousin and calmed me down. I remember flashes of their home. A tie-dye Bob Marlie banner on the wall in the living room. An old ottomon I sat on. A very concerned husky who let me pet him while I cried. A small, cracked kitchen near the front where we called my cousin. But most of all I remember the lady taking me to the porch for some air while we waited for my cousin and asking if I liked books, especially books about dragons. She brought out this book and told me I could borrow it. I remember reading it and slipping away from the situation until my cousin got back. What happened afterwards was very much a blur. I remember the police arrived but I'm fairly certain the bad neighbors called them hoping to get my cousin's dogs taken away and get revenge on my cousin for calling the previous night. Luckily that did not happen. In fact it went poorly for them. Between it being a total mistake and their dog not being injured at all besides some misplaced fur, and the good neighbors completely spilling the dirt about how their dog roamed the neighborhood and was constantly in other people's yards harassing other dogs, along with the call the night prior where the man had been trespassing, we were let completely off the hook and the bad neighbors were warned to not give the cops a reason to come back anytime soon. After this I cant remember anything for the rest of the night and all I remember of the next day is walking around rather awkwardly with the daughter and nephew of the neighbors from across the street. I definitely got along with her parents more, but I appreciated that they thought of me further. I never got to return the book, because my cousin was quick to move away for the safety of her dogs. I cant even remember if I finished or enjoyed the book itself. I think I remember it being difficult to understand... But it's also the final book in a trilogy that is just part of a bigger series. So who knows. But I am still very much grateful for those people and whenever I see it I am reminded of their kindness and generosity. They were really great people. I'd love to see them and return the book one day and really thank them for what they did for me that night. Now I live with my cousin and I've watched her dogs plenty of times without issue since then. The two males have since passed away. The youngest died this year and the older one who had surgery died a couple years after this incident. The female remains at a whopping 15 years old and she and I are very much alike. We get along very well and I'm sure in a few hours after my cousin leaves she'll be outside my bedroom door waiting for me to let her in so she can sleep next to my bed until I go to work. So my reminiscing is done. I thought at the very least it was an interesting story and a weird experience to share. Sorry if it's a bit too long though xD Sorry if it's annoying for anyone, I'd hide it under a read more line but I cant on the mobile website. So apologies in advance!

#Shame rants #night time ramblings

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abitofafatass · 3 years ago

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11-17-14 Grif and Kaikaina ( @bluegrif) (hsau)

Abitofafatass asked: ((brother/sister angst ahoy!)) What did you do?

abitofafatass

My muse visits yours in hospital.

“Grif?” Kai asked, leaning in the door. She wasn’t exactly sure what happened, but once she heard her brother was in hospital, Kai hauled ass. What did she do? More like what did he do? It was Simmons- she thinks- that told her that Grif was in hospital, but she doesn’t remember. Kai sat down and stared, confused and emotional. “What the fuck, Grif?”

Grif had a rather sour look on his face, and had one leg propped up in a cast. “I didn’t do anything. Some dickhole thought it was going to be funny to loosen the front tire of my bike before we started riding them.” But that didn’t seem to be the only reason he was here. They didn’t hook that many machines up to someone with only a broken leg. Also, he’d already been here a night. Didn’t they normally send people home once the cast was on?

She tried to put her hands on her hip, bumping her elbows an casually moving them back, her point failed. “Okay, but did you like, make him?” Kai tried. “Did you fuck with his shit first?” She leaned back, taking it in. “Can I draw on your cast when we get home? Cause, you’re all patched up, and there is nothing you can do to stop me.” She paused. “Wait, when are you coming home? I don’t see a release date…”

“No I didnt make him! I guess he thought it was a joke or something. Or maybe he was trying to get brownie points with Sarge…” Grif shrugged, and then bit his lip. “Well… I might not be getting out of here for a while, Sis. Turns out that my kidneys suck major cock, so… Gonna have to wait for a transplant…” In a way, it had been kind of a happy accident. Having to go to the hospital caught the problem before it started to actually get really bad. But that also put him at a low priority on the transplant list.

She frowned. “Awww, Grif! Why don’t you look after yourself? I mean… you look after me…” That deepened the frown. Since their mother fucked off, he had taken good care of her, and it was kinda upsetting that he hadn’t done the same for himself. “How many do you need?”

“Like, one working one.” He shrugged, “I guess they’ll see if you’re a match since we’re siblings, but it’ll suck since then you’ll only have one, and shit.” He leaned over to pull her into a hug, “Dont worry, ok Sis? It’ll be fine.”

“Just one?” She asked, practically squeezing her brother. “I mean, we only need one, right? Each, So I guess you could have mine. If it fits.”

He laughed, “It doesnt quite work like that, but yeah, thats the idea.” Grif rubbed her back comfortingly. “You gonna be ok at home by yourself?”

“Pfft, obviously. I’ll be fine, we have plenty of frozen shit. And it doesn’t take a genius to work the oven, right? I mean you do it every night.”

“Just dont forget about the food in there. And if the smoke alarm goes off, dont just unplug it because its annoying.” Grif was going to need to make a list of everything she needed to watch for, now that he thought about it. “Maybe I should just have someone stay with you.”

“Ew. No. You’ll pick Sarge or Simmons.” She wrinkled her nose. “I can be fine at home. Trust me. I swear I won’t have any wild parties again. At all. Not even a little one.”

“Like fuck I’m letting Sarge in my house.” Grif shook his head, mimicking her distaste. “Whats wrong with Simmons? Sure, he’ll make you healthy food, and try and make you do your homework… Actually, Simmons wouldnt be a bad idea.”

“No, no. He’s really dorky. No.” She pouted. No way was she letting Simmons in the house without Grif. He’d rearrange everything. Alphabetically. “Oh hell no. If Anyone, Make it Tucker, or Donut!”

He gave her a long look, “No. If I let Donut stay with you, I’d come home to a redecorated house by Martha Stuart or some shit. And if I let Tucker stay… Its best if you two arent even in the same room alone.”

“-But Simmons is your friend, and he’s not even the hottest.” She pouted. Okay, maybe Donut would take house sitting a little too seriously. And Tucker… Well, she wasn’t that smart, be she knew what her brother was getting at. Fucking like rabbits. It wasn’t even surprising. “Well, What about Church? He’s not really that good-looking, and he’s boring as shit? Or Caboose..?”

“Ok, maybe Church or Doc,” Grif conceded. Having Caboose over would be like the blind leading the blind. “Church is kind of a prick, and probably wont do that much, but I think he’ll manage to keep you out of too much trouble, and make sure the bills get paid on time.” He tucked a bit of hair that had gotten in Kaikaina’s face behind her ear and smiled. “Hopefully it wont take too long before I’m back home.”

“No way! Not Doc.” She retorts. “I don’t him doing all that pilates shit, or eat organic stuff. Gross.” She sighed. “fine. Church or Simmons.” A moment later, she gave a small smile. “You better get better soon, you know.”

Grif nodded, “Of course I will. And I’ll see if Simmons can stay with you soon. It might take a little convincing to get Church to do anything.” Now that that was settled, he leaned back in his hospital bed and relaxed. “So, how was school?”

“It sucks dicks.” She replied. “You won’t believe this, but they kicked me off the cheerleading squad again.”

“Really?” He heaved a huge sigh, “What happened this time?” How many times did this make? He couldnt remember.

“It’s the third, or the fourth. I can remember, but they were really bitchy.” The was an aggravated sigh. “Oh well, I guess I’ll just join the nerd club or something.”

He gave her a long look, “I’m sure there’s other clubs you can join. I don’t think the nerd club is ready for your type of awesome.” Or ready for a girl to be in their midst at all, really.

“No.. But I’ll be bored sitting at home.” She replied. “I mean I could invite people over, but Simmons will have an aneurism or something.”

“Simmons has an aneurysm every four minutes anyways.” Grif shrugged. “No wild parties. Dont do anything that would get you in a hospital bed, or the clinic.” She knew what he meant.

“Really? Maybe he should be in hospital too!” Kai gave a sigh. Crossing her fingers. “Fine. No parties. And no… Other stuff… Not like Simmons will let me anyway.” The last part grumbled.

That made him laugh, “I don’t think Simmons gets the whole talking to girls thing. He’d probably faint if you were just walking around in a bikini.” Besides, he was pretty sure that Simmons wasnt as straight as he made it seem (no he was not just hoping for his own sake).

“No shit. But It’ll be funny, so I’ll record it and take it in to show you. Maybe it’ll help your fucked up kidneys. Or made you giggle… And you totally know which one I’m talking about..”

He grinned and nodded, “Just make sure you dont kill the poor asshole. He may be a nerd, but… he’s not the worst guy in the world.” Grif felt bad for Simmons, almost. But what were friends for if not to take care of promiscuous younger siblings?

Kai wouldn’t be that bad. Not enough to kill him, obviously, because she didn’t want to go to prison. BUt that wasn’t the point, he seemed okay, but he was kinda a stickler for rules. And Kai, if not anything else, was one for breaking them. “Sure. No murder. Totally got it.”

“Good.” he nodded, and pulled her close for a hug again. That should take care of just about everything, he thought. “Sooo…” Grif started, “Anything, or anyone new in your life?” He may be taking care of her, but he was also her nosy older brother.

She raised a brow. “You wanna talk about boys?” That was new..

“Why not? Its not like I have anything better to be doing.” He was purposefully ignoring the stack of binders Simmons had left him that contained school work that he was going to miss.

“Awesome.” She replies, grabbing a marker and taking it to the cast. “Well, you know about Tucker. I mean that guy isn’t the worst I’ve had - You remember that last one right?” Kai spoke loudly, working with the pen.

“You mean the one I told you was bad news, but you said he had a cute ass so it didnt matter?” He couldnt see what she was drawing from here. At least he could trust her to not draw too many dicks.

“Yeah, him! He was kinda cute. I suppose Tucker is better. Well, he seems kinda desperate, but it’s cool. He’s nice really.” She nods, writing ‘Kai was here.’ In block caps.

“As much as it pains me to say it, Tucker is the better option of the two of them,” and that really was difficult to say. At least he was sort of friends with Tucker.

“Yeah. I think that guy does hard drugs now.” She smiled, finishing up a drawing of a smiley-faced dick with a hat.

“Yeah… I think now would be the time that I say stay the fuck away from that.” Grif nodded, craning to see what she was drawing. “Awesome. That looks absolutely awesome.”

“Thanks! I called it Simmons… Cause his name is Dick, right?” She grinned. “But yeah. Not cool. Not hot.”

Grif snorted, and leaned forward to give her a high five. “Nice one! And nice choice. You usually dont get over someone like that this fast. Could it by my baby sister is finally growing up?”

She slapped his hand and grinned. “Ain’t I just?… And I’m not a baby. You’re like…. Only some years older than me. But Yeah. And that means I don’t have to be baby sat, right?” Truth be told she wouldn’t mind an extra person wandering around the house whilst Grif was gone.

“I’m still gonna ask someone to stay with you, just because I know otherwise the bills wont get paid, and then you’re going to complain that you dont have any lights. Or food because the fridge would be broken.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know..” She pretended to pout. “Suppose it could be awesome for you to come home to a place tidy and that.”

“I think it’s going to have to be when I get those transplants done anyways…” Grif shrugged.

“Still, that’s plenty of time for him to clean up the whole entire house.” She grinned before adding. “-And I bet he will.”

He laughed, “He’ll clean and actually like doing it. Why do you think I suggested he stay with you?”

“Yeeahh. But Donut likes that shit too. And he’s not as… Obsessive. ”

“Yes and no. Donut may not be as big a neat freak, but I bet you anything he’ll want to redecorate, and paint and shit. Be a lot more work in the long run.”

“As long as its him working, why would you care….” She paused. Donut seemed to favour ‘lightish-red.’ “Okay, fair point.”

“Yeah…” he nodded, “I know it wouldnt make much difference to you, but I do not want to come home to a pink house.”

“What, why?! You’re hurt. Why do I still have to do homework?”

Grif gave the stack of binders on his bedside table a sour look. They seemed to be multiplying already. “I dont get out of classwork either, you know. Some dickhead thought that he was helping by getting the work I’ll miss.”

“…Is it the same dick that’s on your leg…” Kai asked, he would get it. “I don’t wanna. Maybe I can talk Simmons into doing it all too.”

“Kaiii,” he whined, “You cant do that when that’s what I was gonna try to do! I’m the sick one here! And yes, its the dick on my leg.”

“Well, we can both do it. He can practice with mine, then do yours afterwards. See, easy? How else was I gonna pass Algebra?”

“I don’t think Simmons is going to think like that. I think he’s going to think this is the perfect opportunity to tutor you.” He smiled, “I think its kind of a good idea.”

“Urgh… Don’t go all ‘Mother bird’ on me, Bro. Not cool.” Kai shook her head. “When do I get tested?”

Grif just laughed, “I’m still your big brother, no matter how cool I am.” Then he grew a little more serious. “I’ll make an appointment for you this weekend so you dont miss anything for school. Or anything else important.”

She rolled her eyes. “You’re such a dork, you know that?” OKay, so maybe it was probably better that she stay in school. Simmons would be too, and if she stayed home, there probably won’t be anyone there, unless she convinced Tucker to bunk off. “Okay, fine..”

Grif smiled and gave his sister’s hand a squeeze, “Thanks for being willing to go through that for me Kai. Even if we’re not a match, it means a lot to me. I love you.”

“Yeah, yeah. You big dork. Ditto.” Kai gave a smile, and nudged her brother with her shoulder. “I mean you would do it for me.. Though mine are probably healthier…”

“Probably.” He agreed. “I dont want this to be you in the hospital bed for the same reason a few years down the road, ok? Dont do whatever it was that turns kidneys to shit.”

She frowned. “…What does turn kidney’s to shit? I have no fucking idea… But yeah. I’m not going to bust my body, so it’s all cool.”

“You know… I actually dont know what does that… They said it was genetic, but I dont know if that means that we both have shitting stuff, or what.”

“Nah.. I’ll be fine, Bro. Don’t worry about it, yeah?” Then she sighed. “Trust our mother to fuck us over one last time, I don’t care how cool the circus is, that’s fucking mean.”

Grif bit his lip, and shook his head, “… She had to go follow her dreams man. Where else is she going to be able to show off those wonderful talents of hers?”

“Yeah, I know.” She agreed reluctantly. “I mean who else can be fa,t and bearded, and a woman all at the same time? I don’t think I can..”

“I wouldnt want you to try, either.” Grif laughed. “It seems like it’d be fucking difficult, doesnt it?”

#v: seven periods of nap and lunch #bluegrif #archival footage #jesus i had no idea this thread was that long lakdjflks

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floatingpetals · 7 years ago

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Slipped through the Crack Pt. 5

Pairings: Chris Evans x OFC (Hannah Abbott)

Warnings: Fluuuffff!

Word Count: 1,428

Summary: Hannah just wanted a normal day at the beach with her dog. Of course, fate had another idea for her. What happens when she nearly hits a dog with her car, a dog who has a very famous owner?

A/N: Here’s the final part guys! I don’t know if I’ll continue with the character, but if ya’ll want me to then just let me know and I’ll see what I can do! Thank you for reading. Enjoy!!

The pictures not mine, credit goes to Chris!

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Last time: He signed the bill that the waitress brought back, slipping his card back into his wallet. He looked up at her through his lashes with a relaxed grin. “Wanna go walk along the beach?”

Hannah has probably never smiled so wide before. Nodding her head vigorously she grabbed her bag and Damion’s leash. She jumped in her seat, only stopping when she realized just how eager she seemed. To Chris’ credit, he didn’t laugh at her eagerness. Instead, he bit his lip and followed her example. He was just as excited as she was to continue this conversation.

Dodger and Damion both dragged the two of them down the sidewalk, suddenly finding new energy. Chris and Hannah didn’t mind though, they let the dogs lead them while the two of them talked about anything and everything. Each moment they spent together, the harder they found it to pull apart. For Christ, it felt like a missing piece of the puzzle was put in place, his other half standing right beside him. She was genuine, funny, and so sweet it hurt. She understood how demanding his job was, how he much he loved what he did. She loved her job just as much, and it was just as demanding. The fact that Dodger loved her, the dog’s constant need to turn around rub against her leg was even more of a sign she was perfect.

Hannah was elated, the butterflies never stopping the entire time. She had gotten over that he was Chris Evans, and instead was focusing on Chris, a wonderfully kind and caring man. He wanted to hear about her job, his smile growing when she would get into explaining things. He listened and was more than excited to hear more. She never got the sense that he was only doing it because he thought she’d be an easy catch. He truly wanted to hear how frustrating it was that she sometimes could find cause for fireflies in a scene sometimes. Or how a director didn’t like the hue of a light and wanted it just a little darker. He had a great sense of humor and didn’t seem to bat an eye at her sarcasm, instead would throw back his own.

The sun had begun to set, the two have found a seat on the sand while they watched the waves crash against the shore. The dogs laid between them curled up in a ball with each other, exhaustion setting in. Hannah smiled warmly at the duo, running her hand through Damion’s thick fur.

“I wish we didn’t have to leave.” She whispered, so softly that Chris almost hadn’t heard it. He had and hummed his agreement.

“I know.” He watched the waves, his thoughts running wild. Should he tell her, or should he keep his thoughts to himself? A quick glance at her sad expression helped make his decision. “I’ve never felt this kind of connection with anyone before. Ever.”

Hannah sucked in air, her head snapping up to stare at him with wide eyes. He couldn’t be serious, right? This was like a dream, and she was sure she was about to wake up. But he was sitting there across from her, with his bright blue eyes and heart-stopping smile. That smile that seemed to catch her off guard every time. Why was he smiling at her? She was nothing special. Turning to stare at her feet, she shifted in the sand. Hannah couldn’t deny it, she never was so open to anyone this quickly. To her though, this was too good to be real. It couldn’t be true, could it?

“Is it just me?” He mumbled softly, second-guessing himself. His brows creased, and he faced the waves, leaning his arm against his knee. Just as he was about to start kicking himself, a soft hand gripped his bicep. He tilted his head towards Hannah, who began to nudge the dogs out of the way. Even if she wasn’t one hundred percent why he found her so special, she wasn’t going to ruin whatever chance she was given.

“I thought I was a little crazy myself.” She laughed, nudging him with her shoulder. “I don’t normally open up to anyone as quick as I did with you.”

Chris relaxed, leaning to the side to nudge her back. Hannah had turned back to face the ocean, watching the sky darken as the sunset on the horizon. Other couples sat around watching the sunset, the ocean waves crashing against the shore filling the calming silence.

“I swear I didn’t steal your dog,” Hannah said. Chris laughed outright, leaning back on his hands.

“Oh, I think you totally did.” He shot her a smirk, “You probably baited him to run out the door.”

“You got me. It was all part of my master plan.” Hannah giggled. “For real though, I just needed to clarify because I’m sure you’ll get hundreds of people telling you I did.”

“I know.” He reassured her. Chris had spent all day with her, he already could tell she wasn’t that kind of person.

“Oh, speaking of hundreds of people. I need to let the masses know you and your dog were reunited.” Pulling her phone out, she opens Twitter and started to type a message. An idea caused her to stop before hitting send. She chewed her lip, wondering if Chris would go for it.

“What?” He asked, noticing her hesitation.

“Would you be willing to take a picture?” She asked uncertainly. Chris raised an eyebrow brow, the smile that never seemed to have left his face spreading wider.

“Of course.” He sat up, scooting closer to her. Hannah turned to the dogs that had sat on her right side and moved Dodger around to the middle while she pulled Damion up in her lap.

“I don’t think my arms long enough to make sure we're all in the photo.” She laughed after a few minutes of trying to get a good angle. Chris chuckled, taking her phone while he pulled her and the dogs closer. Just as he snapped the photo, Hannah’s head tucked underneath his chin, Damion turned around and licked Chris right across the mouth.

“Oh, disgusting!” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, making noises of disgust through his laughter. Hannah was laughing just as hard, wrapping her arms around her dog. He might be a pain, but he chose the best times to be cute. She looked at the pictures and doubled over. It was the perfect picture taken right as Damion’s tongue connected with his mouth.

"Oh my god, this is perfect.” Hannah had to wipe the tears from eyes so she could see as she attached the photo to the tweet before she hit send.

“You posted that?!” Chris gasped in fake shock but immediately pulled out his phone. “Man, I got to retweet this.”

“I think this is going to be my new lock screen.” Chris looked up from his phone, his cheeks pink from the laughter, smiling when he saw the giddy expression on her face.

“Mine too.” He let out a giggle, showing her his own lock screen. He unlocked the screen and pulled up his phone pad. He raised a brow, giving her a hopeful look with his baby blue eyes. So of course, Hannah wouldn’t be able to say no. She’d be crazy not to. Blinking slowly, she typed in her number, still stunned that this was happening to her of all people.

“Good, now this way we can set up doggy dates.” He grinned at his phone, looking over number over and over till the point he was sure he had it memorized. He stopped for a moment, pushing it even further. “Or even a regular date?”

Hannah’s heart jumped in her chest, and she found it hard to breathe. Even her wildest dreams never went like this. She didn’t have time to think, or even processes what she was saying as she said it.

“I would love that.” She heard herself say breathlessly. Before she even had time to begin panicking, Chris perked up. He sighed in relief. He was more nervous about flat out asking her on a date then he was meeting a stranger with his dog. He wanted to continue this, wanted to see where it would go, and was excited that she did too. While he wasn’t sure when or what they’d do, he was going to make sure their next day, their first would be one to remember.

“Then it’s a date.”

#chris evans imagine #chris evans fanfic #chris evans x ofc #chris evans fic #chris evans #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers #marvel imagine #Marvel #slipped through the crack #fluff

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peterpparkrr · 7 years ago

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Changing the Tide: An Avengers Fanfic (3/7)

Summary: Wanda Maximoff is the new girl in town and also reconciling with the death of her twin brother, Pietro. As she starts to navigate her new life she manages to stumble into friendship with a group of teens who are surprisingly similar to her

A/N: This is basically just a highschoolAU for the Avengers without powers.

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7)

Clint didn’t have to go too far before he realized where she must have gone. Against his better judgement he slowly opened the door to the girls bathroom.

He walked in to see a girl washing her hands. He expected her to yell at him and pushing him back out but she just rolled her eyes and pointed at the end stall, “I don’t know what you did but she seems properly upset.” She said as she dried her hands.

Once the girl was gone the bathroom was empty other than the last stall, the one that Wanda was presumably in.

“Hey Wanda?” He asked softly, “Are you in there?”

Clint could hear a sniffle through the door followed by the sound of her blowing her nose.

“Listen, I’m really sorry about what Tony said, he is too, by the way. Which never happens. Like, ever.” He said, leaning against the door to the closed stall, “I’m getting sidetracked, I don’t know what you’re going through, no one can, but I do know that I’ll do my best to help you, all of use will. I swear we’re good people, even Tony! He just says the wrong thing sometimes.”

Clint rubbed his hands over his face, trying to find the right words, “What I’m trying to say, is that you should give us a second chance.”

The sniffling stopped and Clint held his breath.

“Okay,” Wanda said, standing up and opening the door, causing Clint to almost fall on top of her, “Sorry about that.”

“You’re fine, fine.” He said, trying not to look too embarrassed, “Tony really wants to apologize to you - if you’re okay with that.”

Wanda ran a hand through her hair before nodding, “Okay.” she said, figuring she might as well, “But, I don’t think I’m going to go back to lunch.”

“That’s fine, I‘ll just tell him to meet us in the hallway.” Clint replied, pulling out his phone and sending a quick text, “Do you mind if we…?”

Wanda looked at him, perplexed, before realizing that he wanted to leave the girls bathroom, “Of course, let's go.”

The walked out of the bathroom and down the hallway towards the lunchroom, as they turned the corner they we nearly run over by Tony.

“Oh thank god, I came as soon as I got Clint’s text, I just wanted to apologize to you Wanda, if I had know I never would have said anything like that and it will never happen again and I’m so so sorry.”

Wanda held up a hand, “Tony,” she said slowly, “It’s okay, I shouldn’t have freaked out that much, you obviously did it on purpose.”

Tony looked at her hopefully.

“Of course I accept your apology.” She added and she couldn’t help but giggle slightly when Tony’s face broke out into a grin.

“Is it okay if I hug you? Too bad, I’m going to hug you.” Tony said, scooping her into a giant bear hug.

Wanda stood, slightly dazed for a second before hugging him back slightly awkwardly. A guy with dark hair and glasses turned the corner and made eye contact with Wanda before quickly walking past with his head down.

“Bruce!” Tony shouted as the boy walked past him, “Did you think you could just ignore me?” He says. Bruce smiled awkwardly at Wanda.

“Of course not, I just didn’t realize it was you.” He says quietly, his tone serious. A total juxtaposition to Tony.

“Wanda,” He said, turning to her, “This is Bruce Banner, he’s one hundred times more brilliant than me and slightly taller. Bruce, this is Wanda, she’s new.” Clint scoffed slightly at Tony’s comment.

“Hi,” Wanda said shyly.

“Should we had back to lunch?” Clint asked.

Both Bruce and Wanda shook their heads before realizing the other was doing the same thing and glance at each other. Clint and Tony both chuckled and shared a knowing look about how similar they were both were.

“I have to get to math, I wanted to ask Ms. Hill about some of the advanced work I’m doing,” Bruce told the group.

“Oh, I have calculus with Ms. Hill next to,” Wanda said, glancing at Bruce, trying to read him.

“Well then, you guys better go together,” Clint said with a grin, “Because I still have half of a turkey sandwich and a bag of chips left.”

Bruce sighed but nodded as Clint and Tony headed back to the lunchroom, “They mean well.” He told Wanda.

Wanda nodded before realizing that Bruce wasn’t like the others in the group, he was much more reserved though she couldn’t tell why, he was just as brilliant as the others, arguably more so if Tony was any indication.

“What are you thinking?” Bruce asked, glancing down at her.

“Nothing, just trying to figure you out I guess.” Wanda replied with a small grin.

“Really? There isn’t much to figure out. I’m geeky and nerdy and have weird friends.” Bruce replied with a slight smirk.

“Well I know that, I’m more interested in why you’re so quiet and why you’re friends with them,” Wanda replied with a shrug, “I mean, obviously you’re not going to tell me, but it’s better than not thinking about anything.”

“Well, once I know you’re not crazy or something maybe I’ll tell you, but my friends with those guys because they’re good people and we work well together, we’re a team.” Bruce replied, not really sure if he wanted to say anything else.

“Fair enough,” Wanda said with a shrug, “And why were Clint and Tony being so weird about us walking to class together?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Who knows, they spend too much of their free time trying to set me up with girls.” He replied with a shrug, glancing down at his shoes, “Other than Natasha I’m the only person in our friend group who’s single, and they’re too scared to try and set her up with anyone so it’s just me.”

“Really, they’re all in relationships?” Wanda asked, slightly surprised, she’d never known highschool relationships to be particularly serious, or important.

“Sort of. All of the seniors are paired off. Tony and Pepper are on and off, Thor and Jane are dating, obviously, Darcy has a thing for whoever her lab partner is at the time, and Steve and Peggy are perfect for each other but they’re both to polite to make a move.” Bruce explains with a shrug as they walk into their math classroom.

Wanda glanced at Bruce as he walked over to Ms. Hill and started asking her questions that had something to do with calculation thermodynamics and a bunch of other stuff that she didn’t understand.

After a few minutes of the pair of them pouring over a notebook filled with hastily done calculations the bell rang and people slowly started trickling into the class.

“Sorry about that,” Ms. Hill said as she looked up from the notebook and seemed to suddenly remember the Wanda was still standing there awkwardly, “I would have introduced myself sooner, I just tend to get a bit excited when Bruce asks for help.” She said, giving Bruce a glowing look that made him look slightly embarrassed, “I figured that he would have surpassed doing anything I could understand a long time ago.”

Wanda nodded politely, not sure what to say.

“Oh, I’m Ms. Hill, nice to meet you, Wanda, isn’t it?” She said.

Wanda nodded in response, “Nice to meet you too.”

“Well, no one really follows the seating chart in this class so you can sit with Bruce if you want, he can help get you caught up on what we’ve done so far this year.” She said.

“I tend to sit in the back,” Bruce said, walking towards one of the tables in the back of the room. And setting his backpack down on the floor, “Ms. Hill gave me your textbook,” he said, setting it down in front of Wanda, “And some of the worksheets we’ve done.”

“Wait- when?” Wanda asked, she hadn’t seen her give it to him while the two had been talking before class.

“Oh, a few days ago I asked for it,” He replied, looking down at his own work, shuffling it awkwardly into a pile, “Clint kind of let us know that you were coming.”

“Oh,” Wanda said awkwardly, now she knew why they had all been so nice to her, there was no way that people like them would normal be nice to her, “Now everything makes more sense.”

“Don’t tell Clint that I told you though-”

“Why? Because I wasn’t supposed to know that he had all of his friends babysitting me?” Wanda asked angrily, not that it brought any attention to her, her voice was so soft that it just blended into all of the other conversations happening in the room.

“It’s not like that, Clint just told us that you were new and since you came into the school year late you were going to need help catching up,” Bruce says, staying insanely calm, which bothered Wanda for some reason, “We volunteered to helping you out, and you happened to have most of your classes with at least one of us anyway. We’re just trying to be decent human beings.”

Wanda shook her head and looked down at the work laid out in front of her. At least she was pretty good at math, she could probably work hard to get caught up in the other classes too, then they wouldn’t need to feel bad for her and would just leave her alone.

#avengers #avengers imagine #avengers fanfic #avengers one shot #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff imagine #wanda maximoff fanfic #clint barton #clint barton imagine #clint barton fanfic #steve rogers #steve rogers imagine #steve rogers fanfic #tony stark #tony stark fanfic #natasha romanoff fanfic #natasha romanoff

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thehalfworld · 7 years ago

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Fanfic MST: Forbiden Fruit: The Tempation of Edward Cullen, a Twilight fanfic [part 3]

I have to warn you all that this chapter has a rape scene in it. It’s completely ridiculous, and I really don’t know if that makes it better or worse. Proceed with caution.

Recap: Edward gave into tempation and tried putting the moves on Tiaa. She went along with it at first, but then pushed him away because they were in public and Edward already has a girlfriend. Edward seems to think Tiaa is a vampire, even though she doesn’t appear to be and his thinking she is doesn’t really make sense.

Chapter 1 Previous chapter

AN - hi guys hope u like this one im quite proud of it!

That’s a bit worrying.

thanx for the suport from my frends love u girls!glad u like it! oh an VINCENT ur so dumb of course tiaa didnt go to math in only her bra shes not a total ditz!

Hey, you never said she put her shirt back on! Actually, you also described Edward ripping it off her, and we know it’s made out of fishnet, so… I kinda doubt she still has a shirt left to put back on.

one more time...DONT READ IF U DNT LIKE IT!

I can’t imagine not liking this story. I’m being serious. It’s a masterwork. It’s right up there with “My Immortal” in my eyes.

NO frickin flames what is the POINT of flamin ppl there is NO POINT so f off!

I think the point is to annoy the author. Which appears to be working.

Capter 3 – uncle larry

Wow! Really looking forward to the capter!

I sa t alone watching tv at dave and maries house. I couldnt stop thinking about my encounter with Ewdard Cullen earlier that day. He was so beuatifull and sexoy with such amazing hair and eyes I could hardly believe he had notice someone like me!

Just me or is she a tad fixated on his hair?

Also… Tiaa isn’t the sort of girl who blends in, and she knows it. She’s aware that she’s pretty and she’s used to getting attention — both positive and negative — because of her looks. She’s also loud (she yelled at Edward when he bumped into her), and she dresses in a manner that… well, let’s just say most small-town high school students don’t dress like Tiaa. This girl isn’t ordinary and she’s well aware of it. Why the false modesty?

But I was angry at how he had made me feel, how I'd burnt like crimson hot flame wean he touched me and how he'd not listened to me when id' told him to fring off, and how he dared to touch me at all when he had a GF anyways, even if she was a mean girl with an ugly heart and not that hawt.

Not only has she not met Bella yet, she hasn’t heard anyone talk about Bella either, so I don’t know how she came to the “she’s a mean girl with an ugly heart” conclusion.

But nomatter how much I try to hate him, I simply couldn't. Suddenly the phone range

"hello "

"hey, is that altantiana?"

"yah who is this?" I aksed.

"its Mike nooton from your class!

She hasn’t met Mike yet either, unless that happened in the deleted scenes or something. I guess, if he called her house phone, that he could have got Dave and Marie’s number out of the school directory… but this seems a little weird if they’ve literally never met.

I was wondering if your wanted to go to La Plush with me too morrow night maybe?

To clarify, he is talking about a beach. He means La Push. Stuffed animals are probably not involved.

Theres a party on the beech with whole crowd of us going and I thought you seemed relay nice so I thought maybe youd want to me my date please? -

I can maybe buy that a high school boy is desperate enough to ask a random pretty girl to a party with him in the hopes that maybe it’ll kindle some sort of romance, but this is a really bad way to go about it. Asking out a girl you’ve never met is… not the best plan. Why not just frame it as inviting her along because she’s a new student and it would be a good opportunity for her to hang out and make friends? You don’t have to be explicit about your crush before you’ve even had a conversation with her.

Also I think Mike is already dating Bella’s friend Jessica, but fuck her, I guess.

"arent you the guy who hangs out with all the pathetic chearleaders and stuff?" I asked

"you mean bella and jessica's gang?

I’m gonna wait a bit to talk about how weird it is that Bella is hanging with a “gang” of cheerleaders, but like… why does Tiaa know Mike hangs out with them? Again, this is their first conversation, and (as far as we know) the first time she’s even heard of him.

Sometimes I guess but theyr'e way shallow and not as hot as you.

He’s maybe undermining his own point there.

And they can be mean sometimes.-"

So… like anyone, then?

"then why do hang out white them then you shallow CREEP!and why are you askin me out when you harely no me mike! Cos u think im' hot? Why cant you see your just as shallow if you want to date someone just cost of what they look like - I'm not THAT pretty anyways!

Oh, Tiaa, you and I were on the same page until you pulled the fake modesty card. Besides, isn’t this a bit of an overreaction? He asked you to hang out with him at the beach, it’s not like he’s proposing marriage or anything.

And even if i was, I'm SO screwed up in the bran you cant even imagine! u would no want to date me if you new how screwed up I was!"

What exactly does she mean by “screwed up in the brain bran”? Like, are we talking legitimate mental illness, or is this just teenage angsting? And, in either case, what exactly is her problem that makes her undateable? This is about the vaguest possible rejection, and I don’t know if she’s implying something is actually wrong with her or that she’s just Not Like Other Girls.

"I would, tia, beleive me I would! Your so beautiful you cant even imagine. Your so pretty people lose there minds when your around and forget there names and forget to brethe!

That’s your only reason? She’s pretty? Weren’t you saying something about cheerleaders being shallow a minute or two ago?

How can't you have noticed that?

Decent point, actually. If your character is dropping jaws and turning heads with her beauty, either she’s aware she’s beautiful or there’s a reason she doesn’t realize. Like… maybe Tiaa thinks the people staring at her are doing so because of how she dresses, not because they think she’s pretty. Tiaa has actually seemed pretty aware of her effect on others throughout, though, so unless she’s just playing modest around Mike for some reason this scene doesn’t make any sense.

And I don't CARE how screwed up you are! It only maked you more interesting!

He’s not even gonna ask for clarification on that?

Your cool and different and you are honest about stuff! you are right to be angry with me. I'm sorry for benign shallow and dumb just give me a chance to show you how much I care, please? "

The argument he’s making would probably be way more convincing if this wasn’t, you know, their first conversation ever.

"well...ok maybe ill go along if I dont have anything else to do" i said, not believing a word he said about how pretty i was.

Oh, come on.

"thank you altantiana thank you so much!" he sounded so happy I couldnt help but smile as I put the phone down but my smile faded as I return to my thoughts. Mike Nooton was kinda cute and seemed like an ok guy but he was nothing next to Ewdard Cullen.

Yeah, I guess when compared to the weird dude who tried to fuck you in a locker room and threw a shirt at your head Mike really isn’t worth a second thought.

Even though I was anger with edward than I have ever been with anyone in my life and part of me wanted to chop his head off with a sore, a part of my soul would all ways remain in that coridoor where we had kissed so hard and passionably.

My mistake, they were in a hallway, not a locker room. Not sure if that’s better or worse, but, depending on how busy that hallway normally is, it’s probably worse.

I creamed myself.

Didn’t need to know that.

My heart had soared that day like never before, and i new that no one else would ever make me feel like that again, then I thought how he was a cheater and a bastard and my face burnt with shame. I couldn't beleive I had behaved like such a hore.

I mean… she didn’t, really. She went along with his advances up to a point, and it doesn’t really show good judgement on her part, but he was the one acting like a “hore” in this situation. Putting the moves on a random girl in a public space when you’ve already got a girlfriend? Keep it classy, dude.

I was scared of the affect he had on me.

Effect. “Affect” is a verb. Nice sentence otherwise.

(Okay, if you’re a grammar pedant, “affect” isn’t always a verb… it can also be a noun, when we’re talking in a psychology context, which Tiaa isn’t.)

"bye tiaa! We'll be back on Thursday ok?" mari put her head rind the door suddenly

"Ok then, have fun" I wispered clammily..dave and marie where visiting relatives for a few day.

Convenient. Two less characters for the author to have to deal with.

Wait, no, oh my god, I just remembered what happens in this chapter.

"you look so pretty" she says, smiling -your the prettiest gril i've ever seen!”

I… okay, that’s some natural dialogue.

"omg whatever" I reply. I hated it wen people say that.

Come on, girl, it’s just a compliment! Not like she’s hitting on you! At least I hope not.

I pulled my blond hair over my face. I was wearin a short hot pink dress cut low with black lace frills at the bottom and black lace stocking.

I kind of like that Tiaa is a goth girl who likes bright pink. There are plenty of real-life goth girls like that, but you pretty much never see them in fanfiction.

"daves brother larry will be looking after you wile where gone you'll be ok when where gone wont you tiaa? I hate to leaven you alone like this!"

You know “leaven” is what you do to bread to make it rise, right?

"i don't need a freakin babysiter u no!" i was so embarasing, I could look after myself!

Freudian slip? I mean, she is pretty embarrassing.

Marie smiles and leaves the house.

Marie doesn’t give a fuck, it seems.

"greeting a;latnaniana my names uncle larry" said uncle larry, he came in threw the door he was fat and bald with tiny black eyes and a red face

You know he’s a bad guy because he’s ugly. That’s how it works!

"Hey - i said

"your the orphan arent you" he says "is it true you kiled your mother when she gave birth to you?”

Nice to meet you too, Uncle Larry.

"Wat!" I cry, my eyes filling with tears

"your an evil bich arent u? Go outsite and wash my car" he shouts angerly

I’ve just thought of a fun game. There are five more chapters left. Let’s all place bets on which chapter Uncle Larry will get horribly murdered in.

I stood up and left to wash his car. I got soap and a bucket, afraid of what he would do if I refuzed. I went outside and started to wash hush car it was a red porche. He came outside and wached me and I new he was waching me!

I know the implication is he’s watching her in a pervy way, but if I was making someone wash my car and I didn’t particularly like them I’d keep an eye on them too.

After a minite he came over and hit me hard across the face

"wft!" i shouted

What Fuck The?

He poored the bucket of water all over me and hit me again,. I was wet and crying and he started to rip my dress and bra of me and rip my clothes. He touched my naked breats and I try to push him off me I screamed at him to stop but he did'nt. He bent me over the bonet of his car and spanked me on the ass for half an hour then he pulled my panties down and started to rape me!

I really don’t want to be laughing at a rape scene, because rape is one of those things that’s just inherently unfunny, but… this is testing me. I mean, an entire half hour of spanking? The dramatic announcement that he began raping her after he forcibly stripped her naked and spanked her for thirty minutes, as if this is a surprise? The fact that all of this is happening in plain view of any neighbors Dave and Marie might have? Good lord. I truly do not know how to react.

I also have to wonder why Tiaa makes little attempt to fight back here. It’s pretty reasonable to freeze up when you’re violently attacked, but Tiaa has proven that she’s both capable and willing to fight off anyone she perceives as a threat (kung fu babie!) previously in the story. Is Uncle Larry too physically powerful for her to win against? We don’t really know how big he is compared to her, and Tiaa has been described as strong and fast previously. Both of them are unarmed, and, if there are neighbors, the noise should alert someone to what’s going on (Tiaa has been shouting/screaming throughout). Why is he getting away with all this? Oh, right, plot reasons.

"stop raping me!" I cry but he didnt stop!

Shocker.

The pain was terrible even tough his manhood was small.

Didn’t need to know about his dick, thanks!

I cryed and cryed but he didnt stop for hours and when he finally stopped he left me on the floor and spat in my face and left me there.

Wait… hours? This guy has impressive stamina.

I pulled on my clothes and cryed madly and ran off into the seething darkness of the midnight street. I ran and ran un till I came to some woods and then I fell down in the woods and cryed.

“Seething darkness of the midnight street” is a pretty good phrase, actually. I mean, super cheesy and doesn’t really mean anything, but if this was lyrics some alt-rock band wrote I’d accept it.

Suddenly a blast of white light exploded in head and my mark on my hand burned like a flame. I closed my eyes and saw the face of a tall white man looking over me with no expression, his eyes were burning red and his face glimmered cold and bright as the moon,.

It was… VLODEMONT AND DA DETH DEALERS!

I fell back from the brightness of his body, his hair was dark as night,.

It was… VOLSEMORT IN A WIG AND DA DEATH DEELRS!

"atlantiana?" he whisperd in a voice softer than clouds -my daughter?-

Well, we all saw that one coming a mile off.

"omg" I whisperd as my mind went blank and the world went dark.

I hope she whispered the acronym instead of saying “oh my god.” Her dad will be totally confused! Old people don’t know how acronyms work!

Next chapter

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golden sun (chaos mode hack) part 5: i-saac last-name i-saac last-name

so after like five months we can finally start playing the actual game

(of course, you can head right back in if you like useless flavor text)

ok maybe not ALL useless. this character gives you a free herb

"ok hear me out.... what if jenna... was only PRETENDING to be kidnapped"

anyway, the catch beads we got in the last update lets us pull giant orange balloons off trees. this is the first of many of those psynergy items i [probably] mentioned earlier.

mom what the fuck are you talking about

(speaking of moms, mine just asked me why “fly me to the moon” is playing over and over)

anyway since this is a hard-mode hack we're pawning off jenna's stuff and hopefully buying that badass sword

update: we're still broke as hell

anyway so after leaving town you immediately find a pokemon who tells you to find more pokemon

these guys boost your stats, can be summoned in battle, and unlock a secret boss in the next game if you manage to catch 'em all some of them are also REALLY hard to find because they like to hide in corners of the map you wouldnt normally go to. figures.

We cannot continue southward!

What...? The bridge? This is awful...How are we going to get to Kalay now?

...Master Hammet, I'm worried about leaving Ivan behind...

so this guy, hammet, went to the town we're about to go to, but his grotesque shaman's rod got stolen there. this is somehow ivan(this guy's adopted son(?) and our next party member)'s fault so hammet ditched him and left town. what a guy

Where can we go?

We have no choice. We're heading north.

since the bridge is broken they head north to a town called lunpa. spoiler: this is a bad idea. it's also not plot relevant at all, SO...

...here we are, in vault. (GET IT the town being ransacked by thieves is called VAULT)

"in tiny place"

before we hunt down and fight those evil plot-irrelevant thieves, let's heroically loot these strangers' houses

dont kinkshame :/

[why is all the text in this game in italics? that’s kind of weird. ...i say, in italics]

master hammet sounds like kind of a douchebag?

anyway the townspeople have no idea who the thieves could be and neither do i

yup, completely mystified

DONT

ARGH

anyway here's ivan. he immediately starts mind reading us, and once he joins the team he can mind read EVERYONE

he also likes reading people's minds instead of just asking them simple questions like what their names are, which is kind of creepy

and then he and isaac immediately gang up on garet

[no, i didnt skip anything in between the second and third cap. also the exact same thing happens regardless of your yes/no choice]

and now everyone can read minds with the power of... hand-holding. is this precure

so the plan is to mind read everyone in town until we find the thieves, which ivan couldnt do until we showed up because mumble mumble

now that we can read minds, we can delve into the inner thoughts of everyone around us... this ought to be a fascinating experienc--

..........................................................

damn bonny that's deep

anyway. yeah. gotta find out who stole the rod.

im sure this kind purple gentleman had nothing to do with it

nope, nothing at all

so we go see his friends (yes, that purple one is a different guy) but it turns out theyre allergic to ivan and wont let us get near

unfortunately Isaac is a jrpg character and has thusly absorbed his two friends into his body like a sponge, so he cant catch these guys

he squeezes his friends out of his porous body once more to plan their next course of action

this is why youre the smart one, ivan

we were only gone for three minutes.

uh, more like three-on-tw--

oh, i guess garet's just standing over there giving out free hugs. two-on-two, then.

and now theyre...

...running around in an aimless panic

"if only i could get past that towering, insurmountable footboard!"

plot twist: the incredibly suspicious technicolor panicky guys are up to something

"dont worry, ivan, guilt trip him enough and isaac will agree to ANYTHING"

yup, that's just the way he is... quick to give in to relentless peer pressure from his terrible friends

...no, seriously, saturos? menardi? my offer's still open any time you wanna swap hostages

so, we just found out that the thieves hid what they stole somewhere inside the inn (that theyre also staying at... ok), but that's all we could get out of them. I wonder where exactly they hid it?

surely not in this recently-unlocked new area, near which is someone pondering where the guy who was here before could have possibly gone

dun dun DUN

so we save the guy because he's blocking the way to those sweet, sweet treasure chests

WHEN SUDDENLY--

wait what.

what does that have to do with--

uh--

the stolen treasure--

every single conversation in golden sun sounds like this

UM, YES?

whether you say yes or no barely affects the dialogue and you end up fighting them either way also I like how golden sun has so many recolor sprites but all they do is move the hue slider for them

look at these guys. theyre fucking purple.

A Thief (スナッチャー, Snatcher) is a level 6 variant palette-swapped to have decidedly non-human purple skin and hair color as well as purple clothes. Two are fought alongside the Bandit in the game's first boss battle in the attic of the Inn at Vault.

EVEN THE WIKI MAKES FUN OF THIS