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joanpuckinsucks · 2 years ago

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RANKING NHL GOAL SONGS !

30. San Jose Sharks - Get Ready For This by 2 Unlimited

this is so incredibly boring. when i went to leafs v. sharks earlier this year it was a great experience, but the goal song just didnt stick out. the sharks fans didnt even do shit when they scored goal until they scored during overtime. its not a good song im sorry it just isnt. p.s fuck the sharks

29. Florida Panthers - Sweetness by Jimmy Eat World

obviously Panthers fans seem to like this but its kinda boring. its not what id like to hear when my team scores. its not something id be screaming to. its kinda sad if im being honest. i will put it above the Sharks out of spite tho. sorry Panthers fans

28. Montreal Canadiens - stupid hey hey song

boooo tomato tomato tomato . HABS YOU SUCK !

27. Washington Capitals - random song accompanied by ambulance noises

makes my head hurt

26. Edmonton Oilers - Hell Yeah by Rev Theory

overwhelming

25. St Louis Blues - song i dont know the name of

take me out to the ball game, take me out to the crowdddd

24. Carolina Hurricanes - Raise Up by Petey Pablo

no. it sounds like that song that goes like "welcome to the reddddddd kingdom"

23. Vegas Golden Knights - Vegas Lights by Panic! at the Disco

i dont like Panic! i dont like the song. i dont like the team. and the goal song is drowned out by the crowd chant ("Go Knights Go!")

22. Columbus Blue Jackets - For Those About to Rock by AC/DC / The Whip by Locksley

this one is so strange to me. if youre gonna start with a bangin song like for those about to rock, why change halfway through and mash it up with a song with such a large contrast? its such a big switch up like what??????? i think that the audience participation on this one is nice ("Woah oh oh, oh oh, oh oh ohohoh"). kinda lame ngl

21. Detroit Red Wings - no clue what this is called

eh good enough

20. Phildadephia Flyers - Feel the Shake by Jetboy

its an ehhhh song, but its higher than some of the others one because the Flyers make up with their mid ass goal song with Gritty

19. Winnipeg Jets - Gonna Celebrate by The Phantoms

one mid ass goal song, brought to you by your Winnipeg Jets! i wonder what Jesse from BarDown thinks about this. the title of the song reminds me of the video where its that like nursery rhyme that goes like "weve got to celebrate our differences!"

18. Anaheim Ducks - Bro Hymn by Pennywise

ehhhhh its fine.

17. Colorado Avalanche - Chase the Sun by Planet Fun

its fine. not much to say about it. audience participation is mediocre but its there ("Hey! Hey! Hey!").

16. Dallas Stars - Puck Off by Pantera

wowww so edgy and metal! i guess its fine. the chanting of "Dallas...Stars!" kind of makes it a bit better, but i just cant get behind it. crowd seems happy tho, so i guess thats good.

15. LA Kings - song that supposably has no name

its not bad, its just kinda forgettable... it has nice audience participation ("Hey! Hey! HeyHeyHey!"). songs i think wouldve been better/more memorable: Party in the U.S.A by Miley Cyrus, Valley Girl by Frank Zappa, California Girls by Katy Perry

14. New Jersey Devils - Howl by The Gaslight Anthem

i have a strong dislike for the devils and new jersey but this is an ok song. i cant tell if the crowd is shouting "Here we go!" or "YOU SUCK!"

13, Vancouver Canucks - Aint Talkin Bout Love by Van Halen

i like Van Halen, but do ya know what i like more? Greenday. do you know why Quinn Hughes looks so sad all the time? its because he remembered the Canucks goal song isnt Holiday anymore! bring back Holiday!

12. Tampa Bay Lightning - Goons by Mona

catchy, good crowd chant.

11. Nashville Preadtors - I Like It, I Love It by Tim McGraw / Gold on The Ceiling by The Black Keys

nashville is music city, so i expected something better, but the crowd chant ("YOU SUCK!") is good. i love me a good "YOU SUCK!"

10. Calgary Flames - TNT by AC/DC

its a good song. would make for good crowd chants ("TNT! Hey! Hey! TNT!").

9. New York Islanders AND Minnesota Wild - Crowd Chant by Joe Satriani

come on guys! could you be any more unoriginal? shameful. still a good song.

7. Arizona Coyotes - Howlin For You by The Black Keys

i like it. coyote themed. good audience participation ("da da dada da, da da dada da")

7. New York Rangers - Slaphot by Ray Castoldi

i dont have much to say about it, but its good!

6. Boston Bruins - Kernkraft 400

i actually quite like this one. its not bad at all. its easy for fans to chant the melody, its fun to listen to (haha funny beep boop music), and its a Bruins tradition! as a leafs fan, i am absolutely shaking in my boots, im terrified, i really am. great song.

5. Buffalo Sabres - Let Me Clear My Throat by DJ Kool

i know i was talkin some serious shit about the Sabres earlier tonight but their goal song is great ! it makes for good crowd chants ("here we go now! here we go now!")

4. Ottawa Senators - Song 2 by Blur

i love Song 2, i love Blur, and this is a great goal song. its great to pump the crowd up when a goal is scored and would make for some great crowd chants. ("woo hoo!")

3. Toronto Maple Leafs - You Make My Dreams by Hall + Oates

i may be a bit biased as a leafs fan, but i love this song and its just so great. hearing it is always so nice and makes me feel so good and its just an all around catchy song. its the best sound in the world for a Leafs fan.

2. Pittsburgh Penguins - Jump Around by House of Pain

i love this one !! its just so perfect and its sure to pump up pens fans and non pens fans alike.

Chicago Blackhawks - Chelsea Dagger by The Fratellis.

now, do i absolutely hate the Blackhawks? yes. i hope that the Blackhawks association cant sleep at night, i hope everytime they look in the mirror it says "WHORE" in big red lipstick letters because they deserve it. what were they thinking having such an offensive logo and letting dylan strome play for them. i hate dylan strome. their only redeeming quality is their goal song. i LOVE Chelsea Dagger. its so catchy i just have to sing along. its great, it makes for great audience participation and its just a great goal song to pump up the fans!

#nhl #goal songs #joan thinks #joan flop era

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bciwasinlove · 4 years ago

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Hey! I read your post about the ask Emily got from a ziammie and I wanted to say I completely agree with what you said+I would like to add that I don't get why ziam shippers can't just leave us alone the way we larries leave them alone. Regardless of what the truth about ziam is, spamming larry blogs about ziam is unnecessary and uncalled for. Especially when the person in question has already done their research on the topic and has taken a stance.(also don't feel obligated to answer my ask :D)

Hi thanks for the ask and yeah I completely agree it's even more wtf when these ziams claim larries are being rude and anti like to them [were not] It's legit toxic solo liam stans and zsquad members hating on them not us but everyone hates larries so surprise surprise we are always blamed for everything. This supposive hate from larries includes Emily but these ziams are from twitter not even on tumblr but made a tumblr to send @lovemylarents an anon hate ask to say larries are hypocrites yet again umm what you came to an app to HER acc and constantly drag us into your lane.

I've said this before both here and on twitter but if they were ACTUALLY calling larries hypocrites bc larries are calling them delusional or saying their favs would hate them that would be fine but their not their just trying to shove ziam MPs and proof down larries throats every minute and calling larries who say they don't believe in ziam hypocrites. Even calling larries like @lovemylarents who have been in this fandom for a decade and DID read the MPs or YouTube videos they recommended and still doesn't see it hypocrites.

If they want to go there since they keep calling us hypocrites for not believing in ziam, we will. Their BG proof/reasoning for saying it's a BG is inconsistent with not all ziammies believing the same thing, some of their MPs are legit just comparing ziam to larry going larry did this well so did ziam and half their proof is larry proof/songs going it's also ziam related. Ziammies need larry to be real for ziam to be real larries don't need ziam. Larry had a concrete foundation that makes the house of larry stable ziam only has an unstable house with no concrete foundation bc they just stole extra parts lying around from the larry house to make a ziam house.

I'm tired of it I use to be believe what you want and I really don't care what you believe but when they constantly go LARRIES YOU SEEING THIS OR ARE YOU A HYPOCRITE I'm going to say something. I'm not kidding tho they steal a bunch of larry proof and say it's for ziam [examples: warning selfies for BG, triangle from louis, Home, Alive, RBB&SBB,"this specfic shade" ext.] The triangle necklace fron liam can possible be linked to liam not being straight but there is no link to zayn. For example for larries in the Miss You MV we not only have the triangles but the word styles written meaning it's Louis saying I'm not straight AND I'm with Harry. Or another one we have not only Louis triangle tattoo [permanent unlike a necklace] BUT also Harry tweeting the same week Louis got the tattoo "you can tell a man by his ankles." Which once again is proof Louis might not be straight AND proof of Harry being his lover.

Funny tho all this hate to @lovemylarents started when she debunked their popular most stable proof to link the bears to ziam on twitter. The proof is the Ziam Levine Stylinson sticker on the bear one night which turned out was/is a tumblr fans url and they gave the sticker with their utl on it to a tech person who found it funny and put it on the bear during the concert but it was only on once so it had nothing to do with the boys. Emily like all veteran stans debunk/make it known when well used proof is fake [example: 2013 larry marriage theory] it's what they do and the sticker had STYLINSON on it so wouldn't Emily want it to be real?

They claim these things especially the bears have always been linked to Ziam to or that Ziam has been as big as Larry since the beginning but any old time veteran fan I talk to [plus from my own knowledge of being a 9 year fan] ziam wasn't really gaining traction until late 2014/early 2015 and any major 2015 bears MPs ziam is not mentioned. For me the thing that pisses me off the most is when they say "larrys closeting didn't worked and ziams did thats why less believe in ziam over larry."

IF LARRYS CLOSETING DIDN'T WORK YOU WOULDN'T HAVE SOME LOCALS SAYING THEY WON'T JOIN THE FANDOM BC THEY THINK LOUIS IS HOMOPHOBIC OR GP THINKING HARRY IS A QUEERBAITING WOMANIZER! This phrase invalidates everything larry has been put through I hate it so much. And @lovemylarents made a good point if they believe larry and ziam are genuinely real this phrase makes it seem like ziam didn't fight hard to show the fans the truth of what they are being put through the way larry did.

This response is getting long haha sorry but my last statement is Emily like other veteran larries don't believe in ziam they have been here since the beginning and Emily along with myself and the rest of our GC have looked at ziam info and don't see it so PLEASE stop calling us hypocrites all the time for not believing in it.

#cup of cats ask #larries are larries not ziams #larries arent hypocrites #twitter ziammies #emilys ziam anon hate asks

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thewalkingdead-fan101 · 4 years ago

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In This Hell Daryl Dixon X Reader Part 6/??

Hey guys! I am so sorry for not posting chapter six sooner, I've been working really hard on it for you all and I hope you like it! :) In this part I've tried to give some insight of the readers past. Warnings- General Walking Dead stuff, Blood, Gore, Swearing.

After his confession, Daryl had run off, and decided to sleep in a different tent. Much to my disappointment. The night went by quick, so did the next sunrise. After pulling my boots on, I grabbed my jacket and headed out, running into Carol as I exited the tent. “Morning Carol.” I smiled. “Morning, How’d you sleep?” She responded. “Half decent.” I answered “So about the same as every other night.” She laughed I nodded my head, grabbing one of the baskets with Carol. We washed the groups clothes, putting them back into the baskets. “I wish we could give back to Hershel, and his family. They’ve helped us with so much.” “You’re right. Maybe we could make them a dinner?” “That sounds great.”

“I’ve been thinking about it.” We stopped by our makeshift clothesline, placing the baskets on the picnic bench.

Hanging out the clothes, someone else had joined us. “I can't believe I slept in.”

“You must have needed it. Feeling all right?” Carol asked.

“Next time wake me, all right?” Lori paused. “Especially on laundry day.” She finished, grabbing some clothing.

“We can manage.” I smiled “I had an idea I wanted to run by you.” Carol looked over to me.

“What's that?”

“That big kitchen of theirs got me thinking. I wouldn't mind cooking in a real kitchen again. Maybe we all pitch in and cook dinner for Hershel and his family tonight. Kind of looking for things to keep my mind occupied.”

“After everything they've done for us, seems like the least we could do.”

“You mind extending the invitation? Would just feel more right coming from you.”

“How so?”

“You're Rick's wife. It sort of makes you our unofficial first lady.” Carol smiled as I chuckled. I look aver as the rest of the group make their way over to the Cherokee. “Morning, guys. Let's get going. We've got a lot of ground to cover.” Rick called out. I looked over to Lori, who was staring at her husband. “Hey, are you okay?” I asked, rubbing her shoulder. “Huh? Yeah, im fine, sorry.” She shook her head. “You know where I am if you need anything.” I nodded. She nodded back in response with a small smile. “I’ll be back, im just going to see if they need any help.” I smiled. I walked over to the Cherokee as Shane opened his big mouth. “Nothing about what Daryl found screams Sophia to me. Anyone could have been holed up in that farmhouse.” He commented from the passenger seat. I glare at him, shaking my head at his negativity.

“Anybody includes her, right?” Andrea asked. I looked over to Daryl, who was avoiding eye contact.

“Whoever slept in that cupboard was no bigger than yay-high.” He stated to the group.

“It's a good lead.” Andrea nodded.

“Maybe we'll pick up her trail again.” Rick noted. I look back over to Daryl, who points over onto the map.

“No maybe about it. I'm gonna borrow a horse, head up to this ridge right here, take a bird's-eye view of the whole grid. If she's up there, I'll spot her.”

“Good idea. Maybe you'll see your Chupacabra up there too.” T-dog jested.

“Chupacabra?” Rick asked.

“You never heard this? Our first night in camp, Daryl tells us that the whole thing reminds him of a time he went squirrel hunting and he saw a Chupacabra.” Dale finished. Smiling, I reminisced over that night.

Merle and Daryl were sitting on the left hand side of the fire, Morales and his wife on the right, Jacqui and T-dog next to Andrea and Amy. Glenn was sitting with Dale, Carl was sitting with the other kids, Louis, Eliza and Sophia as Shane, Lori and Carol chatted. Ed staring at his wife with a murderous glare in his eye, that we all had noticed. Then there was me, Sitting next to Shane, close enough so he knew where I was. I sat directly across from Daryl, making eye contact every now and then. We were all swapping stories about what we did before the end of the world, who we are.

When Merle noticed me watching Daryl. Thats when he stood up, getting everyones attention. “Come on little brother. You got this in the bag.” “Sit down Merle.” Daryl shook his head. “No, No, No, These people have told their stories, now let's tell them one of yours.” “Nah, they don’t wanna hear it.” He argued. “Come one Daryl, Let's let the people decide.” Merle made his way around the fire, stopping in front of where I was seated.

“How ‘bout you? You seem pretty interested there sweet cheeks.” “Leave her alone Merle.” Daryl softly growled. I looked up at Daryl and smiled softly. “I wouldn’t mind hearing it.” “See little brother? She wouldn’t mind hearing it.” Merle mocked me.

I rolled my eyes as Merle made his way back over to sit next to Daryl. “So what is this story about? You have my sisters attention, must be good.” Shane laughed. Daryl took a deep breath before starting.

“I- uh, I was out hunting, Merle was out doing whatever it was he was doing, our old man was at home passed out.” He began. “I was hunting squirrels, there wasn’t any big game around, it wasn’t the right time of the year. I had been out for a few hours, had about seven squirrels bagged. I was following one, that’s when I saw it.” “Saw what?” Carl asked, leaning on his knees, mirroring myself. “ I saw a chupacabra.” “A chupacabra?” Shane asked. The group all laughed as I watched Daryl, look down. “What did it look like?” I asked. Daryl looked up at me and I smiled. “You don’t believe this. Come on.” Shane scoffed. I ignored Shane, and kept eye contact with Daryl. “It was big, it was on all fours, looked like a cross between a bear and a coyote, Its eyes glowed red and it was hairless, looked as though it was scaly. It had spikes coming from it’s spine, it left as soon as it noticed I was there.” I looked over to see the kids all amazed at the story of the chupacabra. “After it ran off, I went home, told the old man, he didn’t believe me, I told Merle and he didn’t believe me.” “I think the only people buying into this story are the kids.” Andrea laughed.

“I Believe.” I smiled.

“See little brother. She Believes.” Merle laughed.

Daryl looked around the group as they laughed softly.

“I know what I saw, and I ain’t need none of y’all to believe me.” Daryl said, standing up and stalking to his tent.

“That’s it little brother! You only need me. You hear?” Merle called out, smiling as he watched Daryl leave. I look up to see Daryl, wearily watching me. My head snaps in the direction of Jimmy who was laughing at Daryl. “What are you braying at, jackass?” Daryl asked.

“You believe in a blood-sucking dog?” Jimmy sarcastically asked. “Do you believe in dead people walking around?” Daryl fought back. Jimmy looked down, before reaching for the gun.

“Hey hey. Ever fire one before?” Rick asked.

“Well, if I'm going out, I want one.” He stated.

“Yeah, and people in hell want slurpee’s.” Daryl responded, making his exit. I stifled laughter as Jimmy watched him walk away. “Why don't you come train tomorrow? If you're serious, I'm a certified instructor.” Shane called out to Jimmy.

“For now he can come with us.” Andrea smiled.

“He's yours to babysit then.” Shane nodded.

“What can I do?” I asked “You can stay here and out of the way.” Shane answered. “Excuse me? Shane-“ “Im sorry (Y/n), but I agree with your brother. It’s best for you to stay here and make sure that everyone is okay.” Rick nodded. I looked at Rick and nodded. “If that is how I can help find Sophia, fine.” I nodded as I backed away from the Cherokee and over to where Carol was.

“What’s the plan for today?” Carol asked.

“Rick, Shane, Dale, Andrea and T-dog are going out to search the woods, Daryl Is searching along the creeks and some old ridges.”

“I hope they’re all safe… the last thing we need is more people hurt or missing.” She sighed. “Carol-“ “Im starting to lose hope.” She started, looking out over the field that held a few head of cattle. “My little girl is out there, and each day that passes, doesn’t help. Andrea tried to comfort me yesterday… I told her not to, I can’t take anymore thoughts or prayers… It’s exhausting.” She continued. “I get it, I really do Carol. But we can’t give up. We will find her, and I am praying that its under good circumstances, but we will know what happened to your little girl, we will get closure.” Carol looked over and smiled softly. “Im with you, the whole way.” I smiled grabbing her hand.

She squeezed my hand as she let a few tears fall. “Thank you.” I looked up and watched as the others made their way into the cars and driving off to continue the search for Sophia. “If you need me, I’ll be inside, making sure that its clean for when they bring her home.” Carol sniffed. “Okay, ill talk to you later.”

Standing up, I stretch, looking around the farm. On the front porch, Glenn was strumming the guitar that Dale had found on the highway. Maggie coming out of the house, talking to Glenn. I make my way over to where Lori was sitting, staring at her hands, a somber expression. “Hey, are you okay?” I asked, sitting next to her. “Huh? Yeah honey im okay.” She responded. “Lori, I know you… Something is up. Talk to me.” “(Y/n), im fine, im just thinking about this world we are living in now, that poor little girl missing, my boy shot… Maybe this isn’t a world for children.” “I haven’t told anyone this. Before the CDC was destroyed, Jenner did an ultrasound… We found out that I was five weeks along. He tried to tell me that he could get rid of my baby.” “What?” She asked looking at me. “He said all of this stuff that terrified me. Since we left the CDC, I can’t stop thinking about what he said.” I paused. “Maybe you’re right for thinking that way. Maybe this isn’t a world for children anymore, hell I’ve been thinking that lately. But we are survivors, that’s what we do. Your boy, in that house, is a survivor. He pulled through, as for Sophia? I am still praying every night that we find that girl and bring her back.” “Am I a horrible mother for thinking this way?” She asked “Of course not! You’re only human. Lori, we are all going to get through this.” She nodded and smiled softly. “You’re right… That’s rare for a Walsh.” She joked. I laughed along with her. “You have the wrong sibling for that, im right at least 89.5% of the time.” I joked.

“You have a point. Your brother is barely right.”

We laughed for a moment.

I turned my head and I heard the sound of leaves crunching, seeing Glenn make his way over.

“(Y/n/n), can you give us a second?” Lori asked.

“Of course. I’ll talk to you later.” I smiled, getting up, walking toward the house. I turn to see Glenn headed towards Lori and I. “Hey, (Y/n/n)

I knocked on the door and waited for someone to acknowledge my presence.

“You don’t have to knock you know.” Maggie smiled walking up the steps.

“I just wanted to be polite... I didn’t want to just barge in.”

“It’s fine, really. Come on.” She opened the door and led me inside.

“What’s going on with you and Glenn?”

“What are you talking about?” She asked suddenly, a worried glint in her eye.

“You guys look pretty friendly.”

“We’re just friends, acquaintances more so.”

“It’s okay, you are allowed to make friends. We aren’t going to hurt you guys.” I smiled.

“It’s not that, I can promise you it’s not that.” She smiled.

“(Y/n/n)?”

I turn my head to see Carl looking through the crack in the door from his bed.

I look back at Maggie with a small smile.

“Do you mind?” I asked.

“Not at all.” She nodded backing away.

“Hey buddy, can I come in?”

He nodded.

I walked in and sat in the chair next to his bed.

“How are you feeling today mister?”

“I’m okay.” He smiled

“Does it hurt?”

“Not really, not anymore.”

“That’s good, that is really good.”

“I’m like dad now. He was shot, I was shot. He gave me his hat.” He said excitement clear on his face.

“So there is a new sheriff in town?”

He just laughed and nodded.

“Yeah, so I’m the boss now.”

“Alright, do you want me to fluff your pillow there boss?” I joked with him.

He laughed softly, before he sighed and rested his head against the headboard.

“What’s wrong kiddo?”

“I’m stuck in this stupid bed all day.”

“Carl, you need to get your rest, to get better.”

“I just want to be out and help look for Sophia.” He sighed.

“Hey, it won’t be long. You’ll be back on your feet in no time... Have patience.”

“I know. But I know I can help.”

“I know you can help. But right now, you need to help by making sure you get better.”

He nodded, looking around the room.

“I have an idea.”

He looked back to me hopeful.

“Give me a sec.” I smiled, getting up and leaving the room.

I stopped in the dining room where Maggie was seated at the table.

“Hey, sorry to be any trouble, but do you have any cards or games?” I asked.

She looked over and smiled.

“Yeah, I think so.” She answered, getting up and heading towards the living room, opening a small cupboard.

She was down for a moment, before popping back up with a monopoly board and scrabble board.

“We have these.” She smiled, passing me the two.

“It’s perfect, thank you!” I smiled

“You’re welcome.” She called as I left.

I made my way back to Carl’s room, halting as I catch a glimpse of a few of the Greene’s family photos hung on the wall. The biggest photo on the wall was a family portrait. Hershel, with a beautiful woman on his arm. The two were surrounded by three kids, Maggie, Beth and im guessing Shawn. In the portrait, Maggie and Beth were much younger, but there was barely any difference in their appearance. I could feel the presence of eyes, boring into my back. I turn to the side to see Hershel staring, briskly walking away after our eyes met. Left in the hallway, I turn back to the photos, smiling at the photo of of Maggie behind a screaming Beth on a rope swing. The next photo is of who I am assuming is Shawn as a young boy, sitting behind the wheel of a tractor on Hershels knee.

Another picture of the three kids, all with matching outfits, a newborn Beth in a basket, Shawn and Maggie holding the basket.

The photo reminding me of one the photos Shane and I had to endure for our parents when we were kids.

We were young, I was about three, Shane closer to six. Shane and I both sitting in a wheelbarrow, Shane behind me in matching denim overalls, covered in dirt. “Shane, come on buddy, You need to smile!” I heard dad trying to encourage him. “Shane, we’re sending these to your Grandma Jean, and the rest of the family, you need to smile sweetheart.” My mum said trying her best to coerce a smile from a stone faced Shane. “Same goes for you (Y/n). Big Smile angel.” My dad spoke. It didn’t take much to persuade me to do a giant smile. “Thats my girl!” My mother smiled. “Your turn now my boy.” My father started to get stern. “Come on, please smile for mommy and daddy.” Mom tried once more, softly sighing.

The bright sting of the flash had momentarily blinded us as the next picture was taken. Out of no where, both of our parents erupted into massive cheers. “Atta boy Shane!” Dad yelled still ecstatic. “This is it Patrick.” Mom had smiled. “We finally got our boy to smile Marie.” Dad smiled hugging her.

I shake my head and come back to now. The last photo I see is of Hershel and his wife, on their wedding day. Hershel looked much younger, his hair slicked back and his tie tight. I left after examining the photos, smiling over the smallest details. “So, I figured out what we can do to pass time while we’re here.” I smiled entering the room. “You are gonna stay?” He excitedly asked.

“Yeah, until you get tired.” “What are we going to do?” He smiled, slowly sitting up. “Well, Maggie found us Scrabble and Monopoly. What do you want to play?” I asked, placing the two games on the bed next to him.

He looked between the two and smiled. “Can we play monopoly?” “Definitely.” “Dibs on the Race car!” He stated excitedly. “Fine, Only if im banker.” I laughed. His smile became brighter, which I thought was impossible.

We set up the board and started the game.

After an hour or so I look up to see a smug smile on his his face.

At this point Carl had owned a majority of the board, and I was in jail.

“You are pretty good kid, I’ll give you that.” I smiled.

He looked at my piece in jail, and laughed.

“You’re back in there?” He kept laughing. “Okay, I have bad luck today.” “You were on a roll.” “I know!” I laughed with him. “Do you want my Get out of jail free card?” ‘When did you get that?” I asked genuinely intrigued. “When I picked up my chance card earlier.” He laughed.

Soon after the room was full of laughter between the two of us.

“Keep that for yourself, you might need it later.” I smiled. “Okay, don’t cry if I buy the rest of the board.” “Oh so the kids got game.” I play scoffed, causing him to laugh even more. “Okay sheriff, it’s your turn to roll.”

He rolled his eyes as he laughed more.

Picking up the die, he rolled them, getting a double three and moving up six spaces.

“You’re too good at this kid, you’re starting to remind me of Shane.” I chuckled.

I looked up to see a somber expression on his face.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked putting my hand on his shoulder. “We shouldn’t be doing this.” “What do you mean?” “We shouldn’t be playing monopoly.” “We can play scrabble instead?” “No! We shouldn’t be having fun.” He shook his head. “What makes you say that?” “Sophia is still missing. She should be here playing with us.” He sighed, looking down at his hands.

My heart broke for the boy in front of me.

Being the only kid in our group, his friend missing.

I can not even begin to fathom what is going on inside of his mind.

I open my mouth to say something, but I can’t find the words.

He lets out a small sob, places his head in his hands, his shoulders rising and falling with each sob.

I move the portable table aside and sit on the bed, pulling him into a hug, my hand gently rubbing his back.

“Hey, hey, hey... it’s okay.” I tried to calm him down. “It’s not fair! She should be here!” He mumbled against my chest, in between sobs, pulling me closer. “I know it’s not kiddo...” I sighed hugging him tight. “I miss her (Y/n).” “I know... I do too.” I agreed lightly stroking his hair back. “We will find her right?” He asked pulling back and looking up. “I hope so...”

He nodded in response and yawned, now rubbing his bloodshot eyes.

“It’s time for you to get some sleep.” I smiled softly as I stood up, tucking the blanket over him as he laid back down. “Thank you for hanging out with me today.” He whispered. “Hey, you’re family now. You don’t need to thank me for hanging out with you.” I smiled pushing his hair out of his face.

He softly smiled back. As I left the room, I could hear voices talking and laughing from the kitchen. Walking down the hallway, I soon arrive to the kitchen, stopping and leaning against the doorframe. “Well, what’s going on here?” “Do you remember what we spoke about this morning ?” Carol asked.

I nodded. ‘Well, Lori spoke to Patricia, asked if we could use their kitchen to make them a nice meal.” “I take it, that it obviously went well.” I smiled.

“Well, we thought it’d be great.” Beth smiled wide. “In that case, is there any room for an extra pair of hands?” “Hey, there’s always room for you.” Carol chuckled. I entered the kitchen and stood at the sink, next to Lori who was washing some potatoes under the running water. I smiled as I looked at the others, Carol wiping the dishes, Beth and Patricia at the table in the centre of the room, chatting. i grabbed the already washed potatoes and started to peel them. “Potatoes are the best.” I exclaimed. “Seriously, Potatoes could have been used as currency hundreds of years ago!” I laughed.

“Oh yeah? I never thought I'd be so happy to see a potato. I'm just glad we're not roasting squirrels over a fire in the woods.” Lori chuckled. “Thank you, Patricia, so much for letting us into your home.” She finished.

Patricia looked up from her spot at the table and smiled.

As Lori washed the potatoes I peeled them and cut them up for boiling.

We had put a ham into the oven to cook, and stringed beans on the stove ready to boil. Carol decided to wash the dishes as we went along. The next half an hour as we prepared the meal were just full of laughs as we joked and talked to one another.

When I finished the potatoes I walked over and helped Carol with the dishes. I kept my gaze outside of the window.

“Go.”

My head snapped to the right. “What?” “I said go.” “Why?” I chuckled softly wiping the plate in my hand down, and placing it on the counter.

“(Y/n). We have this covered.” Carol smiled. “Carol-“ I was cut off. “Is right. Go. See if he is back yet.”

I turned my head and looked at Lori. Who waved her hands in a shoo motion. I looked around the room to see all of the girls smiling at me. “Are you guys sure?” “Just go.” They all said in unison.

“Okay, okay.” I put my hands up in surrender as Lori lightly snatched the tea towel out of my hand and playfully hitting me with it. I lightly squealed as I jumped away from her.

As I got to the entrance way of the kitchen I look back to see the girls all smiling and giggling again. I smile as I see the normalcy of it, that we all so desperately need. It was Shanes birthday party, all of the men and the boys were outside on the grill, while all of the women were inside making snacks and refreshments. “Pumpkin! Where is my little Pumpkin?” Echoed throughout the house. I giggle softly from my little hiding spot.

“Surely, my little pumpkin isn’t hiding from me!” The same voice called out, legs walking in front of the small end table.

I put my hand over my mouth so she couldn’t hear me. The legs stopped directly in front of the table. “Marie, I can’t find pumpkin anywhere!” I heard my mothers laugh from the kitchen. “She will come out sooner or later Jean!” She called back.

Grandma Jean sighed and turned away slightly and walked towards the kitchen. “Its such a shame. I dont know who can be my taste tester.” She dramatically sighed.

I moved the dangling laced cloth from in front of my eyes and poked my head out from my cover. The coast was clear, so I made my move.

I quietly crept out of my hiding spot, making sure wasn’t seen. My little feet carried me to the kitchen to see mom with all of my aunts and my grandmothers. Aunty Tania, Aunty Ruth and Aunty Sarah were standing along side one another with their ice cold lemonade that Grandma Jean had made. Grandma Paula and her partner Sophia, or Grandma Sophia as we called her, were cutting all different types of sandwiches into triangles and taking the trays outside as mom and Grandma Jean were rolling out cookie dough and making her special ’Triple chocolate, white fudge swirl cookies’ that made her a family favourite on both her side of the family and on moms side of the family.

I watched in awe as the seven women laughed and joked and smiled at one another’s stories and tales.

“Hey Ma, Your pumpkin is in the foyer.” My Auntie Sarah stated as she noticed my presence, exhaling the smoke from her cigarette out of the side window. “I told you that she would come out soon Jean.” Mom jested as Grandma Jean swatted her away. I smiled lovingly at the memory, completely turning to the front door.

As I opened the door, the first thing I see was Dale and Andrea talking to each other.

Dale on the ground looking up at her as she kept watch. Dale had said something else before entering the RV. I smiled, knowing that slowly the two were going to make amends. I start to descend the stairs. “Walker! Walker!” She yelled out, causing the rest of our group to run and grab their melee weaponry. Shane was carrying a short handled hoe/pickaxe. “Best let us handle this!” I heard Shane call out. The guys all ran towards the walker, all but Dale who tried to get Andrea to lower the gun. My stomach was churning, as though something bad was going to happen. “Andrea, don’t shoot, let them handle it.” Dale had half climbed the ladder trying to stop Andrea, as she lined up the shot. “Dale, give me those binoculars please.”

He handed them to me. Looking through the binoculars I see the others in front of the walker. Searching I notice that it isn’t a walker, its Daryl, he looks like one, with Rick pointing a gun to his head. After a second he lowers the gun.

I smile and lower the binoculars. I look up to Dale and Andrea. “Guys, it’s-“ I was cut off by a loud echo, my eardrums ringing from the intruding sound. My heart feels like it’s stopped, everything was in slow motion. I look over the field and see Daryl drop. Tears fill the brim of my eyes. “No, no no no no.” I muttered. I threw the binoculars to the ground and took off in a sprint. “(Y/N)!” Dale called out. I ignored everything, I fought the pain in my chest as I pushed harder and faster to get to him. There was a broken fence ahead, so I sprint toward it and vault myself over it stumbling as I landed, but pushing myself to get back up and get to Daryl.

My cheeks felt cold as the wind harshly blew against the tear soaked skin. “Daryl!” I called as I got closer to the group, watching as Shane and Rick lifted him up.

I started to slow down, the closer I got. “Is he okay? Is he breathing?” I asked frantically as I grabbed his face in-between my hands and searched it for a bullet hole, seeing a harsh line on his scalp on the left side. I could hear footsteps behind me. “oh my god. Oh my god, is he dead?” Andrea asked. “Unconscious. You just grazed him.” “Oh thank god. Im so relieved.” I scoff and push past her.

“Whats that about?” She scoffed. “Andrea, just leave it.” Shane called as we kept walking.

“No Shane, im not going to leave it.” She grabbed my shoulder and pulled me back. “You could’ve killed him.” I sneered. “What?” “Daryl. You could’ve killed him.” “I didn’t though, I missed.” “You only just missed Andrea! I told you not to shoot! And you didn’t listen.” I snapped.

“(Y/n)-“ she started to talk. “I don’t want to hear it.” I held my hands up and backed away, shaking my head as I turned around.

Behind me, I could hear T-dog start to speak up. “Guys…”

I continued to follow Rick and Shane, not wanting to leave Daryl’s side.

“Guys….” He spoke louder. We all stopped and turned. My eyes landing on the small doll in his hand. “Isn’t this Sophia’s?” He asked, holding it slightly higher in the air. I look at the doll and more tears brimmed my eyes.

Daryl finding Sophia’s doll, meant that we are closer to finding her than we have been before. My head snapped back towards where Daryl was hung between Rick and Shane, after hearing a small groan.

“Lets get him back, get checked out by Hershel, then we can ask him about the doll.” Rick stated as they turned back toward the farm house.

I kept on their heel as we got closer and closer to the house. I looked up and noticed everyone standing outside in front of the house. “What happened?” Hershel asked as soon as we were in earshot. “He was shot, it was an accident.” Rick said glancing at Andrea. “Get him inside. I’ll take care of the wounds.” Hershel nodded. I felt someone pull me into their arms and into a hug, which I return. “He will be okay.” Lori spoke. “I know.” I nodded, slowly stepping back. “Im just going to uh-“ I paused. “Just going to go in and wait.” “I’ll come with you.” She stated, walking behind me.

We followed the others inside, and sat against the wall across from the room the guys were in. I sat my knee’s against my chest and laid my head against them. I felt a hand run across my shoulders and sighed as I turned my head and looked at Lori. “Everything will be okay.” Lori paused. She nodded her head.

“Just you see, everything will be okay.” She sighed.

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anythingandeverything1d · 4 years ago

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You or Him.

Your heart was pounding so loud you could hear it in your ears. You quietly opened the front door, sliding inside and immediately against the wall. You held a small nerf gun with only one bullet in your hand and you listened carefully for Harry’s voice. He should be just about done with his conference call. From what you could tell, his voice was coming from the living room- kitchen area. You crawled the last bit of hallway, getting down on your knees and peaking around the corner. Harry stood in the kitchen, his back was to you and phone to his ear. He was leaning against the counter nodding his head and agreeing with whoever was on the other line. You crawled to the island and waited for him to hang up the phone. 1:30pm, just like clockwork. Harry sighed after hanging up, running his hands through his hair. He was shirtless, dressed in his thin grey athletic shorts. You held the gun to your chest and tried not to laugh at how perfectly your plan was working out. Harry walked past the island and you jumped up and shot. The foam bullet hit him in the middle of his back. “Gotcha!” you yelled with a huge smirk on your face.

Harry turned and shook his head laughing. He ran at you and wrapped you tightly in his arms, placing a warm and gentle kiss on the top of your head. He had always been very forward with his touchiness and it was something you looked forward to and loved. When the two of you were together he was almost always touching you, holding your hand, or finding some way to be extra close to you. You hugged him back, breathing in his familiar cologne, your nose pressed firmly against his chest and butterflies in your stomach. “I haven't seen you in ages and the first thing you think of doing is shooting me with a nerf gun.” he laughed and took a step back. “I fucking love you (y/n).”

You laughed along with him, the butterflies flying up at his words. “I love you to H.” He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and walked you into the living room. It felt good to be back, to be around Harry. The two of you had been friends for almost 6 years. You met through your mutual friend, his now ex bandmate, Louis, all those years ago. You had been there through everything with the two of them, Zayn leaving, their first concert without him, and their last concert all together as a band. In fact, you had been sitting front row of that one and afterwards you had hugged the two crying boys until everything had seemed okay. You had stayed more in touch with Harry over the years since Louis had been busy with his family, El, and Freddie, but of course you had checked in on Louis as well from time to time. You had celebrated and supported Harry’s first album, both the completion and release, along with his first solo interviews and his big acting break in Dunkirk. All of the late night phone calls about forgetting what to do and being nervous he wasn't good enough, you had been there for each and every one, waking up at 3:30 am to take the call even when you had classes at 8am the following morning. You had also supported him when he left for his big solo tour, even though it had killed a part of you to watch him leave. He had been away for the last year or so now and while you had been front row at a couple of his shows, you hadn't seen him in almost 6 months. Now that he was home, you wanted nothing more than to be around him every minute of every day, starting right now. “So do tell me, how was traveling the world?”

“Well it was amazing, but it lacked a little something.”

“Oh yeah what's that?”

“Something smallish...cute...sassy...”

“Louis Tomlinson,” you joked.

Harry laughed and shook his head, rolling his eyes at you. His fingers trailed along yours distractedly before slipping between yours and squeezing your hand gently. “You.”

You smiled and leaned your head against his shoulder. “I wish I could’ve been there for more. I really missed you Harry.” You snuggled against his chest and he tightened his grip around you. “I am really really proud of you though. Like seriously, so proud Haz” your heart swelled just thinking about it. You really were so proud of him and everything he had worked so hard to accomplish.

“I missed you too and I know.” He smiled and looked down at you. “Tell me about your life, what’s new with you?” His free hand pulled your legs across his so that you were basically sitting in his lap. You looked into his green eyes and bit your lip as he waited for your life update.

You sighed and looked away. This was the part you had been dreading. Last month you had started dating this new guy. He was okay, you weren't exactly sure how your emotions leveled out with him or even if you wanted to be with him at all, but you had still been dreading this day from the time he had asked you out. Harry never took well to you having a boyfriend. In fact he had stopped talking to you for almost a month last time you started dating someone simply because he thought you could do better. It wasn't just his fault though, you didnt take well to him dating someone either. You and Harry had a special relationship. The two of you had been best friends for so long, you never really wanted to cross the line and risk the incredible thing you already had. Plus before when you had both considered dating, you had Louis to worry about. Now it just seemed like the time had gone. The two of you had agreed to just be friends and you had shoved any feelings for Harry down so deep they rarely showed. Of course, sometimes they did. Sometimes you saw headlines of Harry with another girl and it made you physically ill from the fact that you weren't the one with him. Sometimes you got mad that he had chosen a stuck up model to date. And sometimes you just got upset that his attention wasn't on you. It was a weird situation to be in. Harry nudged you, breaking your train of thoughts. “Well, work is boring as ever.” you smiled and rolled your eyes. “My boss still sucks and treats me like I am just some clueless unimportant woman but thats nothing new really.” Harry frowned. The thought of a man not treating you well always upset him, especially the thought of your boss treating you unfairly. “I uh-I also starteddatingsomeone..” you mumbled quickly.

Harry’s body froze. His arms literally stiffened and you anxiously looked into his eyes, waiting for the outburst he typically had. “Oh.” he grumbled. “Thats nice.”

“Mhm.” you waited for more but Harry just sat there. “I think you might like this one..” you lied.

Harry just nodded. “Maybe.” You trailed your finger up and down his arm, waiting for him to continue on. He eventually lightened up and sighed. “So how’d you meet him?”

“I met him through a friend actually. A friend from school.”

“Oh. Mutual friends always make great relationships...”

“Harry please don't act weird.” you groaned, touching your nose to his cheek.

“I’m not.” he defensively said.

“You are. You always act like this.”

“How do you want me to act (y/n)?” he practically growled. Tears formed in your eyes and you moved as far back as you could without falling off his lap. Harry saw your expression and stopped, his head dropped and he sighed. “I’m sorry. If you’re happy, I’m happy.” he said faking a smile. “How long-uh how long have the two of you been dating?”

“Not too long, maybe a month now?” you answered. Harry just nodded. “I want you to meet him.”

“Oh.”

“Harry please. He's my boyfriend and you're- you're, well you're my best friend.” you said best friend with a certain tone and Harry didn’t seem to like it. “I just want the two of you to like each other. Your opinion matters to me.” It wasn't a lie. You valued Harry’s opinion more than anything. He told you how it was all of the time and that wasn't an exclusion with boys. Most of the time Harry was right about them even though you had always hoped deep down he said what he did because he had buried the same feelings you had.

“Fine.” he grumbled. “But only because I want to make sure the guy is right for you.”

You smiled and kissed his cheek as a thank you. It earned a small smile from Harry, but not his typical smile that made your knees shake. “Dinner tonight? We could make it the official start to Friday movie nights.”

“So now we are including him in Friday movie night?” Harry pushed you off his lap to stand up and pace in front of the couch.

“No. No Harry.” You grabbed his wrist and pulled him back down to you. “Friday movies are OUR thing. I just want you to meet him at dinner and then when he leaves it can be you and I. Just like normal.”

Harry relaxed a little bit after hearing that and you let the breath you didn't realize you had been holding out in relief. “Fine.”

You stood up, hugged him tightly and smiled. “Dinner at 6:00. Don’t even think about being late Harry.”

“When am I ever late to something that involves you?” he asked with a grin.

“I just wanted to make myself clear.” you laughed while shaking your head and walking to the door. You blew him a kiss and grinned. “See you tonight.”

He caught the kiss and placed it on his heart. “7:00 right?” he teased with a deep laugh. You gave him a look and he laughed harder. “I’m kidding. I’ll see you later.”

You got home and anxiously prepped dinner. You made one of Harry’s favorites, spaghetti and meat balls with garlic bread. It was something easy and Harry always said that he loved the dinner because of the face you had once paired it with lady and the tramp. That was what had started your tradition for Friday monthly movie nights. You set the table when the doorbell went off. You walked over and opened it. Your boyfriend had a rose in his hand and a smile on his face. “Hey you.” He handed you the rose and walked in. “It smells amazing in here. I’m really excited for dinner.”

“I am too. I’m excited for you to meet Harry.”

“Where is he?”

You looked at the clock and rolled your eyes. It was 6:05, and just like Harry had promised he wouldn't do, he was late. Normally Harry arrived promptly an hour early to movie night, just because he was so excited to spend time with you. You heart ached a little knowing he wasn't excited like normal but you also knew that your boyfriend intruding in dinner had set him off. Harry walked in a minute or so later. He had a bouquet of flowers, all of your favorite flowers to be exact. He walked over with a big grin on his face. “Hey beautiful.” he half hugged you holding the flowers. He hand them over and you smiled. He placed a kiss on your head and grinned. “Those are your favorites right?”

“Yeah, they are beautiful Haz. Thank you.” You carried the flowers to the kitchen to put them in a vase and Harry followed, trailing closely behind you.

“Dinner smells amazing. You know how much I appreciate your spaghetti.” He winked and you grinned shaking your head in response. Your boyfriend walked over and cleared his throat, reminding you he was also here. Harry glared at him, his hand firmly holding yours.

“Harry..” you removed your hand from his and stood between them. “This is my boyfriend.” Your boyfriend stuck his hand out and Harry just looked at it until you gave him the look. Harry reluctantly shook it and rolled his eyes. Harry was about to say something but luckily the timer went off and you pulled the bread out.

“Lets eat.” you said carrying it to the table. Harry sat next across from you and your boyfriend at the table. He kept kicking your feet, playing games like he normally would while eating mouthfuls of spaghetti. Your boyfriend kept looking between you two with an unreadable expression. Harry didn't say a word to him the entire meal and you were a little annoyed he wasn't trying to get to know him.

Towards the end of the meal your boyfriend had finished his plate. He leaned over and kissed you, his lips locking on yours. “That was delicious. Thanks for cooking baby.”

Harry actually choked on the bite of bread he had taken. He watched your boyfriend closely, his eyes full of anger. “I think I’m done.” he pushed his plate forward and leaned back in his chair.

“You never finish without eating at least another helping of spaghetti, let alone not finishing your plate.” You commented.

“I’m feeling a little ill.” he glared at your boyfriend.

“If you're sick you should probably go home..” your boyfriend countered.

You almost spit out your bite of food. You had never seen him jealous before but he looked like he wanted to hurt Harry. “You know-”

“Actually (y/n) and I have a movie night planned tonight. I wouldn't miss that for anything.” Harry crossed his arms and watched, waiting for a response.

Your boyfriend looked over, his mouth dropping. You shrugged your shoulders in response. You didn't mention the movie night to him because you hadn't wanted him insisting on staying. He had been trying to sleep with you for weeks now, but you just weren't feeling it. You had also wanted to be alone with Harry during movie night but theres no way you would ever admit that to either of them. “Can we talk?” he asked looking at you suddenly. You nodded your head and allowed him to pull you into your bedroom. “What the hell?”

“What?” you asked, placing innocent.

“Were you just not going to mention a movie night?”

“I didn’t see it as an important detail. Harry and I always have movie nights once a month on Friday. He’s been gone so of course we are going to have one now that he's back.”

“So I’m not included because?”

“Because...because...” you stumbled. You knew this question had been coming but you weren't ready to answer it. “Harry’s my best friend. I haven't seen him in literally forever. I just wanted it to be us tonight.”

“You need to choose.”

“Excuse me?”

“Its either me or him.”

“Why?”

“Because. The way you look at him, the way you interact with him. It’s like you're both in love with each other. He’s been back one day and he's already taken priority over our relationship. It’s me or it's him. You cant have both.”

“Are you serious?”

“Yes.”

You looked at him, mouth open. He was seriously asking you to choose between him and Harry. You laughed angrily and shook your head. “This is ridiculous.”

“It is. But it's still happening. Me or him (y/n). Who's it going to be?”

You didn't even think before answering. “Harry. It will always be Harry.”

Your boyfriend rolled his eyes and walked out without another glance. You followed him to the kitchen and watched him leave without another word. Harry looked back at you confused. You had tears in your eyes and you didn't quite know why. Harry rushed to your side, pulling your arms out and examining them. “Did he hurt you? What happened?” You pushed him off and wiped your eyes.

“He said I needed to choose.”

“Choose?”

“You or him.”

Harry laughed until he realized you were serious. He stopped and looked at you suddenly afraid you weren't going to choose him. He saw the tears in your eyes and he took a step back. You were crying more now because he was moving away, but you reached out for his hand. Harry reluctantly let you grab it, and he pulled you into his arms, rubbing small circles in your back while you cried. “Shh don't cry (y/n).... I get it. You need to pick him. It’s fine. Don't worry about-”

“Pick him?!” you stepped away, snot falling from your nose. “Harry are you kidding me?” You were still crying and Harry was confused. “I picked you. I’ll always pick you. I love you don't you get it.”

You were crying harder now, your once buried feelings for Harry surfacing. Harry stepped closer and without a word or second thought, pressed his lips into yours. You froze. He didn't give up. He bit down on your lower lip, gently tugging. He patiently waited for you his lips rolling against yours. Your mouth opened and his tongue went inside, sliding off of yours. He kissed you like it was the one and only kiss he would ever get. His arms tightened around your waist, picking you up and placing you on the edge of the counter. You tangled your hands in his hair, while his hands dug into your thighs. You groaned into the kiss and he smirked against your lips. His body rested between your legs as he kissed you. He kissed down your neck, sucking and biting the tender skin below your ear. He smiled and ran his finger along the swollen red mark he left before returning his lips to yours. When he finally pulled away you were both gasping for air, your forehead against his shoulder, his breath falling down the back of your neck while he rested his head against yours. “I love you. I’ve loved you for 5 years and I’m done wasting time.” You smiled and wiped your eyes while crying more. He let you use his shirt to wipe your face and then carried you to the couch where he snuggled you into a blanket and held you on his lap. The two of you were so content, you could have cared less that the tv wasn't on and your movie wasn't playing. You had Harry and as long as you had him, everything else would work itself out just fine.

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sophrosy-nee · 6 years ago

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Flirt

You are one of the understudies for Carlotta on the Opera Populaire who is also a dancer,the new dance happened to be a partnered dance, will a certain phantom get jealous of this?

It was another day at the Opera House and every ballerina dancer was warming up for another day of rehearsals for the new play.

"Alright ladies for this dance its a partnered dance with our male ballet dancers"

Every women practiaclly squealed,excited to be dancing with the guys, the male dancers at the opera populaire were passionate on their dances and not to mention very handsome.

But of them all someone stood out.

Arthur

He was Opera Populaires most handsome and talented male dancer, he practically gets every leading role for the men on every dance.

"Meg you'll be partnered with Louis"

You gave Meg a thumbs up, Louis has been her crush ever since he joined the dancers at Opera Populaire, he was handsome,kind, passionate and respectfull,Meg certainly had great taste.

"And (Y/N) you'll be partnered with Arthur"

You were shocked to say the least, Arthur was a talented dancer ofcourse but you didnt think Madame Giry would match you up with him.

The girls whined in disapointment, they wanted Arthur to be their partners but he turned out to be yours.

"Hi! Youre (Y/N) right?"

"Y-yup thats me"

"Its a pleasure to meet you!"

After the girls were introduced to their partners the dance practice continued.

The dance was a rather... passionate one- so ofcourse it included lots of touchy moves, but unknown to all there was a certain phantom watching the dance practice, brooding over the boy that was partnered with you.

"Ok thats all the practice for today you may now rest and be prepared tomorrow for possible changing of choreography"

All the girls groaned in frustration as they all went back to their rooms.

"Well Ill see you tomorrow (Y/N)"

Arthur whispered in your ear as the boys went to their own dormitories.

As you were walking back to the room with the girls, you were bombarded with questions.

"What did he smell like?"

"Was he nice?"

"Did he hit on you?"

You tried to answer every question they were asking as you changed out of your tutu's into your robes.

"Hey (Y/N)"

Christine one of your bestfriends called you with her usual smile on her face.

"Oh Christine how are you? Ive heard from the others that you were sick."

"Im fine, Raoul has been visiting and been taking good care of me"

As Christine talks about Raoul you could see the blush appearing on her cheeks, it was obvious that the Vicomte and her has feelings toward one another.

"Well Ill see you later Christine, I still need to go some where"

"Youre still going down there to him?"

Christine said in a hushed tone as she held your wrist gently.

"Christine, I know youre concerned, but i can assure you he will never hurt me"

Christine released her hold on your wrist as she looked anywhere but your face.

"Just.....be carefull"

"I always am"

You found your way to the catacombs using one of the many entrances to it, as you get nearer and nearer you could hear the sound of the organ playing melodies, but based on the music it sounded that Erik was mad.

"Love? Is something wrong?"

As you approach Erik and wrap your arms around gis shoulder he stopped playing the organ and held your hand to press a kiss on it.

"N-nothing, nothing my love, you're here now, thats all that matters"

"How was your practice? Had fun?!"

This left you puzzled what could possibly anger him right now? Usually when he's like this is when a performance featuring his opera messes up or-

That explains it, he must have been as the practice watching you with Arthur .

Thats why he was mad he was jealous, knowing this you decided tease him a little as you sat beside him facing his organ.

"It was a very fun day actually, I got partnered with one of the most talented dancer of all the men in the Opera Populaire and I think he actually likes me"

At this point Erik was furrowing his brows as he continued to use his organ.

"He actually wanted to take me out to dinner"

"He what?!"

Hearing this Erik stopped playing and looked at you, anger obvious in his eyes.

Once he stood up and paced the through the room you decided enough was enough.

"It was a joke baby I swear, im sorry"

You stood up from the stool and hugged him from behind, he shook away your embrace then sat at the bed still avoiding your gaze.

"You know youre the only one I love Erik"

You sat at his lap and draped your hands around his shoulder, he didnt seem to budge so you started to press little kisses on his neck.

"I love you"

"Im sorry"

You kept replaying the phrases to him until he finally snapped and layed you down to the bed with him on top of you.

"After this you'll definitely be sorry"

The day after

Spending the night with Erik was quite, eventfull, which resulted with numerous hickey marks on your neck and an impossible way to walk.

You changed to a more proper attire(that was definitely more for sleeping rather than dancing) and reached to where the practice was being held.

You tried to drape your hair all over your neck as to hide the hickeys and tried to walk properly towards Madame Giry.

"Ah (Y/N), you're finally here, and not in proper attire?"

Madame Giry looked at you suspiciously as you slowly but surely walked towards her.

"Madame Im afraid I can not attend the practice for today, my legs seemed to hurt a lot and it was a.....restless night"

Madame Giry was ofcourse very observant as she looked at a part of your neck that wasnt covered with your hair.

"Ahh I assume it has something to do with your neck?"

Your faced immediately flushed red as the plan to hide it didnt work out so well, the other female dancers saw and started talking about it, as well as the male, Arthur was shocked to see it and immediately put on a defeated face.

"Fine Ill excuse you this time (Y/N), but you must understand rehearsals are important"

"Yes Madame"

"Now go and get some rest"

You immediately tried to rush out the scene as quickly as you can and tried to cover your neck

As rehearsals finish an envelope fell from the sky and laid in front of Madame Giry, making sure no other person sees it she opens the envelope and reads the letter

Madame Giry,

It has come to my attention that one of your male ballet rats has been feeling quite close to my Angel, tell him to make no attempt to contact her as she is under my wing and will forever be with me, should he attempt to disregard my warning a disaster beyond imagination will occur to him.

O.G.

#the phantom of the opera #poto #love never dies #christine daae #daae #erik destler x reader #erik destler oneshot #erik destler imagine #the phantom of the opera x reader #the phantom of the opera oneshot #the phantom of the opera imagine #phantom of the opera #opera ghost #lnd #meg giry #madame giry

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louisfrecklesss · 6 years ago

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LCH [5] | Louisentine

Description: Clementine gets confused with her feelings while she’s spending so much time with Louis, especially after babysitting baby AJ together.

Words: 1,757

Ship: Clementine x Louis

Warnings: make out session

Genre: Fluff, High School AU

A/N: it’s so fucking cold here in London, yes I live in London for those who don’t know. everyone seems to like this fic better than the other one? at least you like one of them because I don’t like my writing at all aH. anyway, I love you all. thank you for reading!

CHAPTERS

[1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6]

It’s been a or two week since Clementine has agreed to this deal with Louis, and not for one second has she thought it was a stupid idea. She could see from hanging out with his friends that they do pick on him a lot, Mitch the most; they’re not bullying him but he is the joke of the group only because he is the lesser of them. Clementine knew that if she was in his shoes she wouldn’t know if she would be as strong as he is.

So, here they all are in the common room of the school. Mitch, Aasim and Marlon sat opposite the couple who were seated on one of the large body bean bags. Clementine sat crossed legged in between Louis legs as he rest his chin on top of her head, her hands held his fiddling with his fingers while she scrolls through her phone with the other.

“When are your friends getting her, babe?” Louis brushes his thumb over Clementine’s hand to get her attention, the girl switches tabs on her phone to their conversation reading the answer for Louis.

“I think they’ll be here in five, I’m not sure to be honest with you.” She looks up at him meeting eyes with him to which he winks at her causing her to look down smiling. Every time he winks, event though he has done it so many times, it still seems to make Clementine blush like crazy.

Clementine meets eyes with Marlon who is vaping the whole entire room up. “Brody?” His eye brows frown at the question before looking towards the door of the room; just in time, Brody walks into the room with Clementine’s friends. Louis knows them but they haven’t all chilled together as ‘friends’.

“Baby!” Brody practically screams as she sees Marlon in the far corner, he opens his legs up on his seat inviting her to sit on his lap. It wasn’t too long before they were all over each other.

Aasim turns away from the couple. “Looks like it came straight out of a porno.” Violet, who came in with the rest of Clementine’s friends, high fives Aasim before taking a seat next to him.

“Oh right, guys, these are my friends. Violet, Sophie an-”

“Ruby!” Clementine is a little shocked when the rest of the boys know who Ruby is. “Darling.”

Ruby giggles when Mitch and Marlon continue to shout her name. “Don’t y’all darlin’ me.”

“You know each other?” Louis questions.

“We always pretend to be sick so we can pay our little Ruby a visit, right Aasim?” Marlon hits Aasim with his elbow a couple times before he is rewarded with a punch on his arm. “Or is it to see that asian guy that is always sick but never fuckign speaks?”

“James?” Ruby questions sitting on the other side of Aasim who physically tenses in his seat, Louis tap Clementine lightly pointing at Aasim before smiling down at her. Clementine saw what he was talking about and mouthed the ways how cute before engaging back in the conversation.

“James is pretty fucking hot.” Clementine states nodding her head along with her fake boyfriend.

“Oh yeah, James has my heart.” Louis clenches his chest and Clementine lifts her hand to high five him behind her. The group just break into a fit of laughs including Aasim himself. It was only recently that Aasim came out about his sexuality so it was hard for him to joke about it still.

“Too bad his gay Clementine.” Mitch adds pointing at the girl who frowns slightly earning a hurt expression from the boy behind her. She tilts her head back looking at him who pecks her lips quickly earning a surprised expression from her, nevertheless, she grins.

Sophie is almost glued to Violet’s side not knowing these people enough to really fit in; Clementine notices this telling her to come sit opposite her which happened to be right next to Mitch. Mitch offers her a small smile to which she returns before saying something to him which Clementine can’t hear, she’s just glad that she has someone to talk too.

“So, party tonight? My house, everyone has to be there because I said so.” Marlon says standing shortly after, he goes round getting everyone number and adding it to a group chat, not too long after everyone receives his address.

Louis admires his girlfriend as he sees her shaking her head softly. “I don’t do parties.”

“Clementine does not do parties.” Violet says to clarify the point that Clementine just made. Louis did not seem too happy about this, he stood up making Clementine fall back onto the bean bag slightly.

“No, princess, you have to come.” Clementine smiles to herself before standing up to placing her hands on her hips.

“Nope, sorry.”

Louis flutters his eyelashes at her, bringing out his puppy dog eyes before moving closer to Clementine. He hopes this works on her because it works on most people, he can even see in the corner of his eye, Violet crumbling and slamming her hand on Aasim’s leg. “Come on Clementine, please.” Clementine looks back at her friend briefly before looking back at him.

“No.”

Everyone boo’ed and complained as Clementine grabs her stuff and Louis hand. “I have to babysit my baby brother, and you’re going to help me.” She addresses the last part of the sentence to Louis who rolls his eyes gently, following behind the girl.

“We all know that’s code for sex!” Marlon shouts as they both start to leave the room.

“Louis is going to have to wait longer than that!”

Lee runs around the house picking up all the mess as well as trying to find his car keys, AJ is screaming in his highchair not wanting his Dad to leave him.

“Daddy, it’s here.” Clementine hands Lee his car keys, he thanks her kissing the top of her head.

“I’ll be back in an hour, I just really have to finish that paperwork sweetpea.”

“I know Dad, go.” She tries to push him out of the house.

“And thank you too, Louis.”

“No problem, Paps.” Louis returns to feeding baby AJ who stops crying once the spoons meets his lips; Louis makes funny faces at the baby causing him to giggle almost choking on his own laugh. Clementine loves watching Louis play with AJ and call her Dad ‘Paps’. It makes it so real, a little too real. But she never bring up the fact that this isn’t real because she wants to feel like it is even when it isn’t.

“Everyone is going to be there, and I have to go because it’s my bro’s party. Open up AJ, woosh.” Louis guides the food into AJ’s mouth before turning to Clementine for a reply.

She sighs before laying down on her couch. “Fine, but I swear to go you can’t leave me alone Louis.”

He turns to her almost jumping up and down. “Of course I won’t babe, thank you so much. You’re amazing. Isn’t she amazing AJ? She’s so great right?”

Clementine smiles at them closing her eyes to rest slightly, without Louis she would have had to babysit AJ all by herself and she’s been so stressed and tired from school she just can’t function. She’s unsure of how long she’s been laying there with her eyes closed but Louis joins her on the couch laying beside her with half of his body on top of her due to the lack of space.

“AJ is sleeping, I put him to bed.”

“I don’t know what I would do without you Lou.” Clementine opens her eyes to meet Louis staring at her; she can see all his freckles up close, even the opens that overlap each other creating and even bigger freckle. Louis could see that Clementine was avoiding his eyes, he wants her to look at him even though she was but not at him. His hand grabs her cheek brushing thumb against it slightly, her eyes flutter shut slowly enjoying the feeling.

“No, look at me.” Louis whispers against her skin, she doesn’t listen at first until he says it again this time in a more demanding tone. As soon as he eyes meet his, she slams her lips against his;. this is the second time that they have shared a kiss during this entire relationship. But it’s the first time that they’ve kissed because they wanted too and not because someone was coming and they had too, like the first time.

Louis’ hand grips her face firmly as he pulls her into the kiss more, the uncomfortable position makes Louis move on top of her instead. Clementine’s arms wrap around his neck pushing him onto her to the point that if it was any further than it would stop her breathing. They pull away from a second only to get air before Louis mouth is on her neck, leaving soft kisses everywhere. A soft breathe of air leaves Clementine’s lips as she bits her lips, one leg moves around Louis waist as she moves him back to her lips.

Clementine’s hands grab onto his shirt pulling him in closer, Louis lets out a small groan feeding more into her lips. She parts her lips asking for more to which he gives her, it wasn’t just a dry kiss anymore as their tongues met each other. Clementine could barely control her breathing before the front door slams open and Louis rolls off Clementine almost as quickly as he rushes towards the kitchen.

Lee walks in with his back turned towards the door trying to get all the shopping bags into the house. “Hey kids, I did some shopping.”

Clementine is breathing heavy trying to compose herself and reply to her father; Louis can see that she is no state to reply muttering the best response he can.

“That’s great Paps.” He shouts from the kitchen taking down a large amount of water from the glass in his hand.

“W-we’re, um, going to a party Dad. Don’t wait up!” Clementine grabs her coat and rushes out of the house. Lee looks to Louis for an explanation, who has a red face, shrugs his shoulders and rushes after Clementine.

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dont-leav-eme · 6 years ago

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Hi. Can you do a fic where Tin have this unrequited feelings for Can aka his best friend and Can gets in a relationship but then something happens for him to realise that he actually loves Tin. I hope it was not a jumbled mess? 😂

Okay you got it!!TinCan Fitlet for compassedship69!(Btw this will be a high school AU where Can became Tins best friend instead of Pete)

Tin had a problem.It wasn't a problem that could be fix with Tins hefty wallet or a problem that was just a phone call away to men in tight black suits, who spent their days sorting out 'problems' in Tins life. No, this was a problem of the heart, not the wallet or the mind. Tin liked someone. and thats a problem. Liking someone was never part of his plan. He planned to sail through high school, with a tight iron fence up against his inner feelings.Only to focus on work. He knew most relationships where on a timer, for who could give what the other wanted. But this relationship. No friendship. (He internally cringed at the word) was a bit different. Can. Can was different to anyone Tin had ever met. He was an idiot. He was also loud. Talks with his mouthful.Small but very strong. There friendship had suprised everyone in the school. They hated each other when they first met, Can told Tin he was a snob,Tin told Can he was dirty. But after a forced meeting by the school staff, the two weirdly became friends. They had weird similatires. Both talked to themselves. Both liked the same phone games.Both prefered to watch movies with subtitles. And both had never had laughed as much as when they were with each other. So it was a friendship. A happy kind friendship. It was all good. Great even.Until Tins problem was love.Falling in love in fact. Some would call it dramatic, it was a just a crush. A stupid crush. Tin realised he had this stupid crush when he was with Can, and how much he wanted to kiss him.To see if he really tasted like sweets. He hated seeing Can with other guys, he knew that Can was much more social then him. But it still hurt to see Cans light up when on of the football team members told a joke. He knew Can could never see him like that. The boy had never talked about his sexuality, he often said boys and girls where pretty, but Tin had a feeling he was straight. Tin himself had never really cared about sexuality. He just knew he could see both sexually, but that requited love was a trick. So Tin buried his problem. Put his problem in a box.��A Louis Vuitton box to be clear. Tin knew that his feelings should be turned out like a lamp, but he was like a moth to Cans firey flame. Until everything changed.

'AI TIN, GUESS WHOS GOT A DATE!' Can came crushing in to the library, his hair messy. His grin wide, it nearly split his 'cute' face in half. 'A date?' Tin questioned. 'Ai Tin, Peace asked me out!!' He flug himself in to the chair on the oppoisite side. Ask?Him?Out?Tin felt a monster inside his belly. He should of known this would have happened. But he didn't realise it would be this soon. Peace would make a good match for him, she was a nice girl with a loud laugh. Perfect for Can. She would make him so happy that his eyes would shine. And Tin would watch, as she would kiss him.and he would tell her that he loved her. And would wrap his body against her at night. 'Hey, Ai Tin, didn't you hear me?' Can asked turning his head to the side cutely. 'Yeah; thats great, Can' He could feel his voice turn pretty high pitched. 'Ai Tin are you-'Im fine Can!, I have some work to do!'He left the smaller boy to pounded what made his friend so upset. .....

Tin and Cans intereaction were a little awkward since that day. Can went on his date, but when he told his best friend, he didn't want to know.Why was Tin doing this?Why didn't he care about his friend anymore?Can line Tin at one point. 'Ai Tin; did I do something wrong?'It took Tin an hour to respond, with usual blunt methods'Im fine.''Can I come over?''Fine.'Can sat with Tin on the sofa, the two were still frosty and there was a strange feeling in the air. They were both trying to get in to the movie they were watching. But both weren't concertraiting on it. Things took a turn for the weird when the screen started to show the main couple kissing. Can looked at the floor. 'Ive never done that.'

Tin snapped his neck up, looking at Cans soft eyes, his soft skin and his soft lips-

'Ive never kissed anyone before'

'I thought you would have kissed on your date'

'Oh so you want to talk about it now, Ai Tin I thought you didn't care!'

Can eyes were firey, this had been weighting on his mind for quiet a while. 'I didn't kiss her!, we had fun! you would have known if you paid attention to me!'Tin knew Cans anger very well, he'd seen a million times. But he'd never seen Can like this, a painful anger, his eyes showed off pin pricks of pain. 'if you had so much fun why don't you be with her instead of me.' Tin replied, he tried but he couldn't keep the jelosey out his voice. 'Shes busy today!''So I'm a replacement then.''AI TIN I DIDN'T MEAN IT LIKE THAT, GOD WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU SEEM SO UPSET SINCE THAT DATE, DON'T YOU WANT ME TO BE HAPPY!''only with me.' Tin confessed. The two feel silent after that, looking at each other. Tin looked at Cans eyes, getting closer. 'I want you to be happy, but I wanted to be the one that took you on datesI wanted to be the one who made you blush, I want...to be your boyfriend.' 'Oh Ai Tin...' Can said a hint of sadness in his voice. Tin wanted to hide, he felt like a small boy, too frightened, too open hearted. ' Thats why Ive been moody, thats why I can't stand it when you talk about herthats why I can't even look at you without thinking about kissing you... ' His brain was on autopilot, confessing his feelings like this. It was stupid. But he couldn't stop himself. 'I like you so much.. and I know and understand that you could never-never like me, but ..you need to know' Tin felt a tear run down his face. He knew Can would leave at this point. 'Ai Tin...' His voice was so soft, it was making Tin weaker. 'Ai Tin, I'm not.., Ive never..., I'm... you like me?' 'Yes, more then anything.' He should leave, Can should walk out this front door and never look back. 'Could you, um, kiss me then?' Can's usual loud tone was replaced with a begging one. 'What?' Tin said his voice barely a whisper. 'Kiss me, thats what you are meant to do if you like someone right, to kiss them, like in that movie''Why do you want-'Can moved over slightly to kiss Tin on the mouth, it was short, very short. Only a peck. Tin smiled a little. Can was always so cute. He went staright to Cans lips and kissed him hard. It was a longer kiss. Two very different mouths meeting together, on with more force but the same tempo. They both let go off everything, Tins cold aura, Cans rapid speed. They feelings where locked together now.They let their lips natural part. And Tin looked at Can, he felt all his walls fall, he felt his heart beat more then anything. 'Ai Tin, I like you too. I like Peace but as a friend, I realised that. But I thought you'd never like me, because you seemed so angry with me..I didn't understand it, I thought you were being mean...' Tin cut off the smaller boy with his own lips again. He could get use to this. He was still scared, but he knew that Can and him could work this out. They were best friends after all, no, boyfriends.

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countess-destler · 6 years ago

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Flirt

You are one of the understudies for Carlotta on the Opera Populaire who is also a dancer,the new dance happened to be a partnered dance, will a certain phantom get jealous of this?

It was another day at the Opera House and every ballerina dancer was warming up for another day of rehearsals for the new play.

"Alright ladies for this dance its a partnered dance with our male ballet dancers"

Every women practiaclly squealed,excited to be dancing with the guys, the male dancers at the opera populaire were passionate on their dances and not to mention very handsome.

But of them all someone stood out.

Arthur

He was Opera Populaires most handsome and talented male dancer, he practically gets every leading role for the men on every dance.

"Meg you'll be partnered with Louis"

You gave Meg a thumbs up, Louis has been her crush ever since he joined the dancers at Opera Populaire, he was handsome,kind, passionate and respectfull,Meg certainly had great taste.

"And (Y/N) you'll be partnered with Arthur"

You were shocked to say the least, Arthur was a talented dancer ofcourse but you didnt think Madame Giry would match you up with him.

The girls whined in disapointment, they wanted Arthur to be their partners but he turned out to be yours.

"Hi! Youre (Y/N) right?"

"Y-yup thats me"

"Its a pleasure to meet you!"

After the girls were introduced to their partners the dance practice continued.

"Ok thats all the practice for today you may now rest and be prepared tomorrow for possible changing of choreography"

All the girls groaned in frustration as they all went back to their rooms.

"Well Ill see you tomorrow (Y/N)"

Arthur whispered in your ear as the boys went to their own dormitories.

As you were walking back to the room with the girls, you were bombarded with questions.

"What did he smell like?"

"Was he nice?"

"Did he hit on you?"

You tried to answer every question they were asking as you changed out of your tutu's into your robes.

"Hey (Y/N)"

Christine one of your bestfriends called you with her usual smile on her face.

"Oh Christine how are you? Ive heard from the others that you were sick."

"Im fine, Raoul has been visiting and been taking good care of me"

As Christine talks about Raoul you could see the blush appearing on her cheeks, it was obvious that the Vicomte and her has feelings toward one another.

"Well Ill see you later Christine, I still need to go some where"

"Youre still going down there to him?"

Christine said in a hushed tone as she held your wrist gently.

"Christine, I know youre concerned, but i can assure you he will never hurt me"

Christine released her hold on your wrist as she looked anywhere but your face.

"Just.....be carefull"

"I always am"

"Love? Is something wrong?"

As you approach Erik and wrap your arms around gis shoulder he stopped playing the organ and held your hand to press a kiss on it.

"N-nothing, nothing my love, you're here now, thats all that matters"

"How was your practice? Had fun?!"

This left you puzzled what could possibly anger him right now? Usually when he's like this is when a performance featuring his opera messes up or-

That explains it, he must have been at the practice watching you with Arthur .

Thats why he was mad he was jealous, knowing this you decided tease him a little as you sat beside him facing his organ.

"It was a very fun day actually, I got partnered with one of the most talented dancer of all the men in the Opera Populaire and I think he actually likes me"

At this point Erik was furrowing his brows as he continued to use his organ.

"He actually wanted to take me out to dinner"

"He what?!"

Hearing this Erik stopped playing and looked at you, anger obvious in his eyes.

Once he stood up and paced the through the room you decided enough was enough.

"It was a joke baby I swear, im sorry"

You stood up from the stool and hugged him from behind, he shook away your embrace then sat at the bed still avoiding your gaze.

"You know youre the only one I love Erik"

You sat at his lap and draped your hands around his shoulder, he didnt seem to budge so you started to press little kisses on his neck.

"I love you"

"Im sorry"

You kept replaying the phrases to him until he finally snapped and layed you down to the bed with him on top of you.

"After this you'll definitely be sorry"

The day after

Spending the night with Erik was quite, eventfull, which resulted with numerous hickey marks on your neck and an impossible way to walk.

You changed to a more proper attire(that was definitely more for sleeping rather than dancing) and reached to where the practice was being held.

You tried to drape your hair all over your neck as to hide the hickeys and tried to walk properly towards Madame Giry.

"Ah (Y/N), you're finally here, and not in proper attire?"

Madame Giry looked at you suspiciously as you slowly but surely walked towards her.

"Madame Im afraid I can not attend the practice for today, my legs seemed to hurt a lot and it was a.....restless night"

Madame Giry was ofcourse very observant as she looked at a part of your neck that wasnt covered with your hair.

"Ahh I assume it has something to do with your neck?"

"Fine Ill excuse you this time (Y/N), but you must understand rehearsals are important"

"Yes Madame"

"Now go and get some rest"

You immediately tried to rush out the scene as quickly as you can and tried to cover your neck

As rehearsals finish an envelope fell from the sky and laid in front of Madame Giry, making sure no other person sees it she opens the envelope and reads the letter

Madame Giry,

O.G.

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alltheselights · 7 years ago

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emmaa i think you should post a snippet of your wip because of the wip meme thats going on 🙏🏾🙈 if you want thouuu xx

I have no idea what meme is going around, but since I’m sooooooooo late in posting the actual fic, I’ll post a snippet. This is part of the first chapter of my fic. If you want some context for it, this snippet is from the fic that I describe briefly in the second to last bullet point here.

Also, fair warning - there may be typos in this and it may change somewhat before the final fic is posted.

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  Louis startles awake some time later. For a second, with his headphones on, he can’t figure out why he woke up so suddenly. Then he realizes it’s because the plane is moving unsteadily, jerking somewhat and causing the luggage around them to jostle in its compartments.

  Louis yanks his ear buds out of his ears.

  “What’s happening?” He asks, and he can hear how scared his voice sounds.

  “It’s just turbulence,” Harry says from next to him, and Louis turns toward him. He has a concerned look on his face, the same look that people get when they’re approaching a wounded animal.

  Louis can hear a voice over the intercom reassuring the passengers of the plane that they’ve encountered turbulence and requesting that they fasten their seatbelts, and Louis follows the instructions with shaking hands.   

“Hey, Louis,” Harry says. “Are you okay?”

  Louis digs his nails into the armrest.

  “Yeah, yeah, of course,” he says, body tensing with every jerk of the plane.

  “Listen,” Harry says, leaning toward Louis, who is trying very hard to look unbothered by the fact that their plane may or may not be seconds from plunging them all into the ocean. “I don’t know if you fly a lot or not, but I fly back and forth between London and New York City quite a bit and I swear this happens all the time. I know it’s scary, but—hey, Louis,” he snaps his fingers, forcing Louis to look at him instead of moving his eyes rapidly around the first class cabin. “It’s going to be okay. I promise you this is just normal turbulence.”

  Louis barely hears him. All he knows is that the wine he drank is churning in his stomach ominously and his blood is rushing in his ears and the entire place is shaking. Their plane, thousands and thousands of miles in the air, is jerking around and moving up and down and Louis is fucking terrified.

  A particularly hard jerk of the plane causes a woman’s glass of wine to knock over, and something in Louis just fucking snaps. Maybe it’s the alcohol, maybe it’s the stress of his work disaster, or maybe it’s the fact that what was supposed to be a relaxing plane ride back to the UK has forced Louis to deal with a devastatingly attractive man, a bitchy and neglectful nanny, and an impending plane crash. In retrospect, Louis will decide it’s probably a combination of all these factors, but in that moment, all he can focus on is his own panic.

  “We’re gonna fucking die,” Louis says, shaking off Harry’s hand, which is gently clutching Louis’ arm in a comforting gesture, and grabbing it in Louis’ own sweaty hand. “This plane is on its way down and we’re going to fucking die. After the absolute shit day I had, this is how it ends for me. It’s like a sick joke.”

  Harry squeezes Louis’ hand, looking alarmed.

  “I really don’t think ⎯”

  Louis cuts Harry off, not listening.

  “Listen mate, I’m not ready to die. I’m not ready. I haven’t even had the chance to make my mum proud yet. My childhood friend, fucking Stan, that arsehole, goes over to my mum’s house all the time to have tea and he tells her all about the amazing things he’s doing with his career, and here I am, a fucking failure who lies to my mum to make my job sound more important than it is. I’m a goddamn marketing assistant, I mean ⎯ what the hell?”

  “You’re not a failure,” Harry says kindly, his voice low like he’s trying to talk someone off the ledge without making a scene. What’s even the point in talking Louis off the ledge, at this point? Every bump of the plane makes it clear that Louis’ death is imminent. What’s the point of anything anymore?

  “Oi, you don’t have any fucking clue, mate. Want to know how my morning went?”

  Louis continues before Harry has the chance to respond, squeezing Harry’s hand more firmly.

  And then it just all pours out.

  All of it.

  Not just the events that transpired that morning, either. Oh no, Louis isn’t able to stop the word vomit (better than wine vomit, but not by much) after telling Harry, who he hadn’t known before he stepped into first class and allowed his eyes to fall on this fine specimen in a pristine black suit, just sitting there like a fucking wet dream, about the humiliating experience of spilling orange juice on the suit of a random businessman and ruining an important business deal for his company.

Instead, he keeps going.

  “It’s probably better that I die now because once my boyfriend hears what happened at work, he’ll probably break up with me. Which might be a good thing, actually, because he keeps begging me to move in with him and I really don’t want to. He’s always such an arse when important people are around at work and it makes me feel like shit. He just comes around to make me look like an idiot and then three seconds later he’s like, hey, Louis, I need your help with some paperwork, which actually means…”

  And going.

  “…Sometimes Liam asks me to go to the bar with the guys after work, but I’m too tired, so I tell him that I’m headed to the gym, and then I really go home and put my joggers on and watch shit telly for hours with Zayn. So now Liam thinks I’m some kind of gym freak, when actually…”

  And going.

  “…I shouldn’t have gotten the tattoo, but to be fair, they shouldn’t have given it to me when I was that wasted. Isn’t that against the law? So now I have to get fucked with the lights off and refuse shower sex because shower sex in the dark is dangerous and would probably end in a concussion, so…”

  And going.

  “…It’s just embarrassing, a 27 year old man who can’t cook, so I tell everyone that I’m…”

  And going.

  “…Lottie bought me these fucking panties as a joke, right, and I was never going to wear them. Then one day I’ve got a huge meeting, right, my first at the company, and I haven’t done laundry in like three weeks because I hate doing laundry, so I just say, well, fuck it, and put them on. The meeting went so well and I’m not usually superstitious, but I won’t tempt fate either, so now whenever I have an important meeting, I wear panties. I forgot them when I flew to New York, so that explains why…”

  And going.

  “…When I realized what Cleo had done to the sheets, I cried. I’m man enough to admit it…”

  And going.

  “…I went into his office to feed the goldfish and he’s just floating there upside down, the poor fucker, and Niall had put his faith in me so I couldn’t tell him. I ended up heading to this pet shop and I found one that looked similar and just…”

  And going.

  “…I’m not a huge fan of beer, I prefer fruitier drinks, but I feel like a twat at a bar ordering that, so I…”

  Louis doesn’t know what’s come over him, but by the time he stops talking, his mouth is dry, his lips are chapped, and he’s told this man every single secret he’s ever had in his life.

  He’s panting, finally having run out of words entirely, and that’s when he takes a second to glance down at his hand, still clutching Harry’s so tightly that the poor man’s knuckles are white. Harry is staring at him, mouth open and eyes wide, and then Louis begins to tune into the rest of his surroundings.

  The plane isn’t moving. The plane isn’t fucking moving.

  “We landed,” Louis says, somehow finding his voice again as the realization washes over him like a cold rain. His throat feels dry and scratchy from overuse.

  “Yes, we did,” Harry says calmly. His eyes are smiling.

  “We didn’t die,” Louis says, ignoring the fact that most of the people in first class are already grabbing their carry-on luggage and filing out of the plane.

  “No, we didn’t,” Harry confirms. Now his mouth is smiling.

“I’m—” Louis begins, and then cuts himself off. “I’m sorry, I don’t know what just happened. I know I can talk, I mean, my mum and Zayn and Brad and everyone I know, actually, they tell me all the time, but that was a lot. You should’ve stopped me.”

 Louis then realizes that he and Harry are still holding hands, and he drops Harry’s hand like it’s scalding.

 “You didn’t really pause long enough for me to step in, truthfully,” Harry says, and Louis watches as he stretches and wiggles his fingers, probably testing whether they still function after Louis gripped them hard enough to cut off the circulation for god only knows how long. “But I didn’t want to anyway. It seemed like you needed to let that out, and I didn’t mind. Please don’t worry about it.”

  “Don’t worry about it,” Louis repeats in disbelief. “I just told you every single one of my deepest darkest secrets and you hadn’t even met me before we got on this plane.”

  “It happens?” Harry says as he unbuckles his seatbelt, shrugging. He then gives Louis the dorkiest smile Louis’ ever seen on such a beautiful person.

  “It really doesn’t,” Louis, says, groaning and unfastening his own seatbelt.

  “Well, it happened this time,” Harry amends, finally getting to his feet and reaching his hand out to help Louis up in a very unnecessary gesture. Louis accepts the hand anyway.

  Louis has a slight headache throbbing at his temples, a consequence of the wine, probably, and he’s too overwhelmed to deal with an attractive human that just listened to him rant for hours when he should’ve slapped Louis across the face and told him to shut the fuck up.

  Louis grabs his backpack from where it’s been sitting at his feet this entire time and takes one more look at Harry, who is currently cracking his back with an expression of mild discomfort.

  “Uh, thanks for dealing with all this,” Louis says quickly, gesturing to himself to make it clear what “all this” refers to. Harry, who’s now stopped cracking his back, pauses and opens his mouth, likely intent on saying Louis’ words aren’t necessary and he was happy to deal with Louis treating him like a diary for the past several hours because this guy is some kind of fucking saint.

  As the reality of what Louis confessed to this poor man sets in, he can feel the humiliation spreading. He takes one last appreciative look at Harry, trying to memorize everything about him to file away in the back of Louis’ brain, which is where he plans on shoving this memory as soon as possible.

 “Anyway, bye!” Louis adds before Harry has the chance to say anything else.

 And with that, Louis turns on his heels and half walks, half runs out of the cabin, barely even hesitating for long enough to thank the pilot and members of the cabin crew he passes on his way out. 

 Since Louis didn’t check a bag, he’s able to keep up his brisk pace while he passes through Heathrow. In fact, he doesn’t stop until he hails a taxi outside the airport and is sitting safely inside, giving the driver the address for his building and trying to ignore the scratchy feeling in his throat.

  In another universe, one where Louis and Brad weren’t together and one where some things actually go right for Louis, he would’ve loved to have flirted with Harry on the plane, maybe even gotten his number by the end of the flight. In this universe, however, Louis has faced one disaster after another in a single day and spent the past few hours completely humiliating himself in front of a man who would probably rather watch paint dry than ever hear another word out of Louis’ mouth.

  Things didn’t work out for Louis today, but it’ll be fine. Come Monday, he’ll work things out at Kiwi Corporation and figure out a way to save his job.

  And as for the word vomit thing on the plane, well. It was an embarrassing experience and Louis will have to try very hard to block it out of his memory, but it’s not like Louis will ever see Harry again.

  Why would he?

#asks #my writing #sswm #drabbles

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not-a-princess-but-a-queen · 7 years ago

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Vampire!Eliot au

So this might not be exactly what you wanted but I’m closet Anne Rice trash and the first thing that sprung to mind is Q and El as a less toxic version of Louis and Lestat….. so have a bit of that! Also tagging @ohmypreciousgirl cuz she helped me!

Quentin walked the night streets in a daze, head abuzz with alchohol. His father had finally sucumbed to his cancer, leaving him alone in the world. He walked until his feet ached and the moon rose high in the sky.

He found himself near the river, boats docked at harbor surrounded him. He leaned heavily against one and closed his eyes. He began to nodd off when he felt someone grab ahold of him and the cool kiss of steel on his neck.

“Give me your money,” a voice hissed.

Quentin couldn’t bring himself to move, if this was how it was to end, then so be it. However the was a shout and the man was yanked back and he heard the sound of a splash as he hit the water. Another pair of arms were around him and Quentin felt himself lifted up into the air before a sharp searing pain and then a numbing bliss took over him. As he felt himself growing weaker, he was dropped into the water, barley wincing at the impact. He managed to pull himself back onto shore before passing out.

…………………….

Quentin was half dilarious, laying on the hospital’s bed. He drifted in and out of concuouness before snapping awake at the feeling of eyes on him.

He flinched at the presence in the shadows before freezing as he stepped into the light. Before him was a man, tall, lithe, and with thick dark curls atop his head. As he stepped toward the bed, the man played with the sleves of his shirt up and with the bright silk vest he wore, gold buttons gleaming in the candle light.

“Who are you?” Quentin croaked.

The man hummed and made his way to stand by his side. “I’m Eliot. You’re dieing,” he siad in a low soothing voice. “I can let you die, if you wish. If you want to live, I can help you. Sickness, disease, and old age will never touch you. You will be for all time. Do you want that?”

Quentin frowned watching the man through fevered, lidded eyes. “Yes.”

Eliot nodded, a pleased smirk on his face. “I’ll be back tommorow night. I suggest you say your goodbyes to the light.”

With that, he vanished leaving Quentin blinking after him.

The next night Quentin found himself out in the courtyard on the hospital, watching the sunset. As the last of the rays went down, he felt a presence behind him. He turned to see Eliot lounging against a old stone wall, watching him.“Are you ready?”

Quentin nodded and hummed, turning to him and taking a breath. The next he knew Eliot was on him, fangs in his neck. What little strength he had was leaving him, until something warm delicious fell on his mouth. He licked it up and latched onto the source like a man dieing of thirst. He wasn’t sure how long he drank until Eliot grunted and ripped his wrist from Quentin’s mouth, both of them panting. Before Quentin could gather his wits, a wave of pain hit him and he convoulged, writhing on the ground.

Eliot crawled to him, steading him and shusing him. “Your body is dieing, it happens to us all,” he hummed.

He held Quentin and ran his hands through his long, slightly damp hair until it was over. Eventually Quentin stilled and sat up, blinking at the new world.

……

“What did you see?” the young woman, Julia, asked. She leaned toward Quentin in her chair, entranced.

Quentin shrugged. “Might as well as your goddess what she sees. Statues seemed to move, but didn’t. Life buzzed around me. I was a newborn vampire, weeping at the beauty of the world.”

Julia frowned and sat back, fiddling with the rings on her fingers. Before she could speak her phone rang and she answered it. “Hey. Yeah, I’m still here but it’s a dead end. OK, I’m on my way back. See you soon.”

She hung up and stood, gathering her bag. “I should go. Thank you for talking to me. I have to admit, you’re not what I was expecting.”

Quentin smirked, amused. “You’re not the first to say so. And you’re welcome. I’m sorry Eliot wasn’t here to answer you’re questions. Let’s just say the vampire community has been going through some changes and it’s made him quite busy.”

“It’s fine, i appriciate you talking to me anyway,” Julia chuckled and slung her things over her shoulder, heading for the door. She was about to open it but paused when Quentin called out to her. She glanced over her shoulder with a raised eyebrow.

“Julia,” he frowned. “Be careful. I speak from experience when I say not all gods are benevolent.”

She frowned but nodded, seeing herself out.

Quentin sighed before sitting back down and rubbing at his temples. Mixing with gods never ended well, even for immortals.

He was interupted by a soft whoshing and an arm around his shoulders. “Thank you for dealing with that, my love. You know how I feel about Hedge Witches,” his maker hummed noseing behind his ear.

Quentin smirked and leaned back, baring his neck, which Eliot nipped at playfully. “How was the concil meeting? My king,” he hummed.

Eliot huffed. “Boring. I still can’t believe they elected me. I’m not even an Old One! I’m barely five centuries.”

Quentin chuckled and shook his head. “Thats what you get for making a spectical of yourself. And besides, I think you’re going to be a great king,” he stood, turning and woshsing up Eliot in a hug.

Eliot hummed and rested his chin on top of Quentin’s head. “Margo wants to go hunt. Care to join us?”

The younger nodded and gave a gentle squeeze before letting go and stepping back. “Let me change,” he said.

He speed to his room and changed into less formal and more modern clothing, just jeans and a X Files t shirt. He knew it would be cold out to humans so he threw a flannel on to keep up appearences. He drew his hair back to keep it clean and give Eliot better acess to his neck later. With that he made his way through the house, ducking other visiting vampires who tried to talk to him and finding Eliot and Margo waiting for him in the foyer.

Margo rolled her eyes at him and tapped her foot impatiently. “Come on, I’m hungry.” she huffed.

Quentin rolled his eyes and glanced at Eliot. “Remind me why you made her?” he teased his blood sister.

“Because if we were left alone we would have torn eachothers throats out,” Eliot pointed out.

Quentin hummed and nodded agreeing. “True.”

Margo huffed and shook her head. “You two are pathetic. That meeting went on forever and I’m starving. See you losers later.” With that she was off, her heels clicking into the distance

Eliot looped his arm with Quentin’s and together they went out into the night, all thoughts but hunger put aside.

#the magicians #queliot #eliot waugh #quentin coldwater #My writing

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jmowatstuff · 7 years ago

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Monthly Media - July 2017

I decided to try and do all the illustrations this month in Cinema 4D. It is a lot harder to get across detailed concepts like existing movies or tv in 3D (for me), so I gave up after Movies. I’M SORRY. Anyway. Lesson learned. Also the movie illustrations are nae bad and learned a lot which is what it is all about so there.

MOVIES

Baby Driver (2017) - ★★★★½

First half of this film was 3.5 stars, second half was 5 stars. Mix it all together in the Jonnometer and you get a 4.5 star movie that left a real good taste in my mouth.

Great performances from Foxx, Hamm and Spacey. Great tunes, obviously. Great gory deaths. This film knew what it was the whole way through and did what it wanted to do real well, rising it above standard action getaway films.

Keanu (2016) - ★★★½

Watched this on a plane, with the F-Word replaced with 'fudge' and MF with 'motherfather'. Even with these setbacks, this film was super enjoyable. Key's performance was great, as well as Forte and Method Man. Also just Method Man. A great first (?) Key & Peele feature, excited for more.

Nobody Speak: Trials of the Free Press (2017) - ★★★½

Watched this on a 17 hour Nepali journey from Kathmandu to Tansen. Even in a state of dehydrated delirium and sweat I enjoyed it a lot. Quite a standard format and style for a documentary, so nothing groundbreaking there. However it did link together multiple stories nicely into a finalised point, as well as gave me respect for good journalists. Go watch this Netflix Original, especially in today's trying times.

Don’t Think Twice (2016) - ★★★½

This is like a coming of age, feel-good comedy but written by a teller of great, authentic stories that are centred around doing comedy. Or rather it is actually that. Either way, really enjoyed. Probably enjoyed more so after having an intermediate knowledge of Saturday Night Live and hearing about what it's like to work there.

Louis CK: Hilarious (2010) - ★★½

This was alright. It was funny but also felt long and also some of the vulgar charm didn't get through to me like '2017' did. Maybe he discussed topics that are now well-trodden and samey, but were fresh back in the day. Or maybe it just wasn't as good. Who's to say.

Chris D’Elia: Man on Fire (2017) - ★★

Wasn't feeling this teebz. Big fan of his podcast and his online presence (ehhhh s'2017), but his stand up doesn't do it for me. I find him very funny when he doesn't seem like he's trying (podcast et online presence). But hey. Still a talented dude.

Dave Chappelle: The Age of Spin (2017) - ★★★★

"She didn't have her guards up. She was taking lots of shots"

After a couple of lukewarm stand-up watches, this relit my enjoyment of stand-up. Hilarious, self-aware, unapologetic stuff from someone who's worked his way to that comfortable position. Great mix of dark and dumb and self-deprecating.

The Darjeeling Limited (2007) - ★★★½ (rewatch)

One of the better Wes Anderson movies. Watched it whilst doing work and still was very enjoyable and got to me. Great acting from the 3 lead characters. The river scene is one of Wes Anderson's best scenes I think. Emotional and deep whilst somehow remaining lighthearted and hopeful. Also those suitcases are peng.

THE ILLUSTRATIONS STOP HERE

PODCASTS

Revisionist History w/ Malcolm Gladwell (2016 - present)

Was turned onto this via S01E10 - The Satire Paradox, as I’d heard that it discussed Harry Enfield’s work in the Thatcher years and that was enough for me. Only listened to one other episode so far, S01E01 - The Lady Vanishes, but both episodes were so interesting and well produced that I felt I should recommend it here!

Creative Mornings ATL: Jacob Escobedo (2013)

I’m counting this in podcasts because it was informative listening, as opposed to musical listening. Either way, it was great, and really made me think about my work through the filter of memorability. I found Jacob’s name via a recent New York Times illustration footnote, which Googling led to zero website, only this talk. I was going to leave it until I saw he worked at both Cartoon Network and Adult Swim, and thought that it must be good. It was.

MUSIC

Shanghai - College (album) - ★★½

Been a fan of College (David Grellier) since hearing him on the Drive soundtrack. His Heritage album has got me through many study sessions. However Shanghai seemed to lack the downtempo, throbbing, bassy synth that I go to him for. Which is fine, you do you David, don’t let me stop you. But in the self-contained world of Jonny’s Monthly Media you won’t score high with that nonsense.

Mura Masa - Mura Masa (album) - ★½

Liked Lovesick. Everything else sounded like I’d heard it 100 times in the charts.

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Decent month of MEEEEDIA. Lots of films. I like dat. Definitely polished my Cinema 4D chops thats for sure. Onto tha NEXT.

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comicteaparty · 6 years ago

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January 31st, 2019 CTP Archive

The archive for the Comic Tea Party chat that occurred on January 31st, 2019, from 5PM - 7PM PST. The chat focused on Apricot Cookie(s)! by Louis Lloyd-Judson.

Featured Comment:

Chat:

RebelVampire

COMIC TEA PARTY- THURSDAY BOOK CLUB START!

Good evening, everyone~! This week’s Thursday Book Club is officially beginning! Today we are discussing Apricot Cookie(s)! by Louis Lloyd-Judson~! (https://apricotcookies.net/)

Remember that Thursday discussions are completely freeform! However, every 30 minutes I will drop in OPTIONAL discussion questions in case you’d like a bit of a prompt. If you miss out on one of these prompts, you can find them pinned for the chat’s duration. Additionally, remember that while constructive criticism is allowed, our focus is fun and respectfully appreciating the comic. All that said, let’s begin!

QUESTION 1. What is your favorite scene in the comic so far and why?

Superjustinbros

Hello!

RebelVampire

hey super~!

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Hi everyone This is late into the comic, but I loved the reveal of Apricot's family -- how it was treated as normal and matter-of-fact in-universe, because for her it is, even though it's a real Wham Moment for the readers.

Superjustinbros

Glad to be here!

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

(And that's gotta be the reason why she can't transform properly, right?)(edited)

Superjustinbros

https://tapas.io/episode/1265858 This oen gave me a good chuckle

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Yeah, I love all the self-aware genre jokes.

RebelVampire

i agree with erin. my favorite scene is when we find out that apricot's secret is that shes the princess of darkness. because i did not expect the secret reveal right then, and just like the entire process as things evolved was personally comical for me. cause first her dad shows up in this weird attire, then grandma darkness, then the helmet thing, and then just more from there. like it was a bunch of puzzle pieces all falling into place. if i was a cartoon character thats when a lightbulb and exclamation point wouldve appeared over my head.

Superjustinbros

the genral humor of the comic is top notch

and how it plays with stereotypes

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Ooh, it was totally unexpected. And most people would consider this as a possible reason why she can't transform! But it's perfectly in-character for her that she never spoiled the reveal by even thinking about it.

She's such a ditz, I love her.

RebelVampire

yeah. the humor of the comic is definitely top notch. this, imo at least, is parody done right. because its walking that fine line between mocking the tropes but having them and loving them anyway.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Definitely.

RebelVampire

i also love the reveal cause suddenly this page made more sense https://tapas.io/episode/274726

and i love that sneaky foreshadowing i didnt mark in my mind as sneaky foreshadowing

Superjustinbros

Yes^(edited)

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Ooh, nice.

RebelVampire

but yeah, i definitely think everything played out in a natural way for apricot. cause of course she denies all the things. cause her family doesnt fit into her tragic back story

which btw i love when shes talking about that and her dad is just sitting there reading the newspaper

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

A+ introduction there.

mathtans

I like how it all clicked together too. Though I think my favourite moment was on this page: https://apricotcookies.net/5/31 ... Not only a BTTF reference at the sake of fashion but also a callback to an earlier joke that I hadn't expected.

Superjustinbros

Time traveling movie references in a reference to a past joke. Genius(edited)

mathtans

Yeah, it's interesting the stuff in the background, not just that bit with her dad, but her sister in the background of one shot, and I was like, hmmmm wait? Then it all gets explained.

Missed the "An" bit though.

RebelVampire

yes. i love that this joke made a comeback. like this is the sort of attention to detail i love and that i think really makes the comic's humor top notch.

mathtans

Speaking of which, I will say, not impressed by the fart humour. I feel like it's (comic's) too clever to need to reach for the bottom shelf there. It's the one thing I shake my head over.(edited)

But that's me.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Nah, it's me too.

Superjustinbros

Fart humor in 2018/19?

mathtans

Back to the amusing, the line about her being "16 but 18 outside of Japan". OMG.

RebelVampire

that was way too topical and i loved that line

cause its so true

Superjustinbros

Indeed

mathtans

I was thinking about it again when she was in England. Like... hm?

RebelVampire

especially now with more companies cracking down

and suddenly all these 18 year old high school girls

mathtans

Yis. eyeroll

Superjustinbros

eyerolls

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

That's a good example of a joke that's clever and genre-savvy, it just happens to refer to something that's bad news IRL. In contrast to the "it's gross, that automatically makes it funny" bits.

mathtans

Yeah, there's lots of clever genre stuff.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

A little more seriously...I really liked Starlit Pony's whole arc. It's irreverent and wacky but there's actually something sincere underneath.

mathtans

Sorry, which? Abysmal with names.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

The trans one!

mathtans

Ah! I suspected but wasn't sure. I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about that one, like I almost wish it had gone deeper. I wasn't sure if the dad was being sarcastic with the "son" comments near the start or not. But I agree there was some good consideration there.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

She's a great counter-example for the kind of people who say "what, you don't want us to make fun of crossdressing-boy characters?? How will we be funny now? You obviously just hate jokes!"

Like, no, you can be funny and respect trans people. Here's proof.

Superjustinbros

RebelVampire

i really liked they involved the trainers aspect more in that arc. because i also love the boys all card duel just as much as i love the girls are all magical girls.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

And her dad refers to her as his daughter eventually -- it's a happy conclusion, that he comes around to accepting her gender.

mathtans

Yup, smashing stereotypes through use of stereotypes. Or something.

Erin: Yes, but I wasn't sure if she was actually a girl who liked cards, or a boy who liked magic. Like, the way it was presented felt ambiguous, even through the dad's comments, until later.

Of course, I'm also sleep deprived.

Gawd I hate January.

Superjustinbros

As someone that dislikes stereotypes anything that's used to bash/take shots at them is welcome by me

I know that feel

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Well, she's a girl who likes magic. But she has the card-based powers because apparently those are divided by biology, not gender identity.

RebelVampire

QUESTION 2. One of the main aspects of the comic is to parody manga and anime in a comedic manner. Of all the parodies so far, which one do you think is the most accurate? What about its execution in the comic do you think makes it work as a parody? Additionally, which of the parodies did you find the funniest? Outside of the writing, there are also plenty of visual gags. Visually speaking, which moment stood out to you as particularly comedic? Lastly, what do you personally feel the underlying commentary is saying about manga and anime? Has any parody in the comic made you think about manga or anime in a new light?

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

It's really funny that there's this whole card-game-based conflict going on in the same world, in the background to the magical-power-based conflict.

Like, that's how the industry as a whole feels sometimes -- though obviously it's not along such a rigid divide (much as marketing companies wish it was).

mathtans

The visit to the Convention was rather amusing. There's these times when the creator pokes fun at themselves, visually or otherwise. (eg "No one does these things in full colour").

Superjustinbros

lol

Yeah, doujinshi are rarely drawn in full color

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Yeah, that was good. I love that even the in-between pages have that kind of self-referential gag. "This is best read out loud, in a crowded place, such as on a train."

mathtans

I had feels for the artist when Apricot critiqued. Though Apricot also seems to appreciate things that are "hard to draw".

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

mathtans

Yeah, the explanation pages are clever. I like how it's actually a different character and bird each time.

I still remember when they were looking at that post with all the wires too.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Usually "that looks hard to draw" is a cartoonist's lampshading of the fact that they're fudging their way out of drawing something. Here, nope, we get to see the whole thing.

Superjustinbros

This^

RebelVampire

i love thatd moment where they took a moment to look at the electrical telephone pole

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

("They", I say, as if I'm not included in this group, heh.)

RebelVampire

for the hard to draw thing

A+ joke

mathtans

I liked the dark lord muttering about having to watch teenage girls too. With the globe he got and everything. He probably would prefer Anzu to be doing it as part of her training.

Actually, his intros are hilarious.

I'm not sure what it parodies, but it works.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

He seems like a riff on the standard Video Game Final Boss to me.

RebelVampire

i think my favorite parody of them all is the one where apricot actually does wake up late and then takes the time to go get bread, and etc. etc. cause its just so drawn out in how long it takes. but its true, you cant go late to anime school without toast in your mouth.

Superjustinbros

lol yes

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

...realizing now that I don't actually have much personal experience with Video Game Final Bosses, I'm basing this impression mostly on how they get parodied in other webcomics. Like RPG World, or Adventurers.

mathtans

Heh. That was clever (the toast). I felt like it went on a bit long was the only thing. (Also, in the background, 11-11. Subtle.)(edited)

The language thing (are we speaking Japanese or English) felt like it went on a bit long too. I think it only stands out because usually the pacing feels very good.

I don't play the Video Games, I only watch Let'S Plays.

RebelVampire

i also loved the translation bit. it did go on for a bit, yet i think what sold me on it was the OK that was supposed to be english was actually changed to the correct universal font for trying to show things in english

mathtans

I did notice that. Another clever detail.

RebelVampire

he seems most assuredly a riff on video game final bosses, especially considering everyone mistook him for sephiroth at the convention

Superjustinbros

lol

mathtans

Do not challenge him. He will summon your parents.

Superjustinbros

that would be amazing

RebelVampire

one of my fave visual gags is probably this page https://tapas.io/episode/483838

mathtans

The navigation is also really clever (on the main site). My first time there, I just clicked right arrow. It brought me to the first page again, and I had to actually read what was going on.

RebelVampire

where shes telling jacques shes surely pretty under that helmet

but nope

Superjustinbros

those eyes tho o_o

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

And the "sorry if you were looking for recipes" in the header cracks me up.

mathtans

Jacques is creepy. Another nice detail with the missing a leg in human form, but like, wtf with birds.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I'm so glad she put the helmet back on

RebelVampire

yes i really loved that detail in the header

mathtans

Header's good too, yup.

RebelVampire

but makes me wonder how many ppl have gotten to this site wanting apricot cookie recipes XD

mathtans

I like how "Anzu" means "Apricot". Though it just adds more language confusion.

RebelVampire

oh lol, i didnt know that. never crossed my mind to translate her name XD

mathtans

I suspected, so I went to a translation program.

Superjustinbros

god bless translations

RebelVampire

smart. thats a great detail then

https://apricotcookies.net/5/21

i enjoy the last panel

about the adaptions

especially cause the hollywood one would be terrible

too accurate

but i also appreciate the art style switch in the next page

cause that takes some skill

Superjustinbros

yes

RebelVampire

and i love the filters kind of effect on it that references the kind of shit quality 90s anime had

mathtans

I'm bad for noticing art stuff at times.

Interesting how she started blonde though.

RebelVampire

i assume the blond is their natural color, and their hair only becomes black when infused with dark power

so ya know

typical anime stuff

QUESTION 3. The comic features a slew of colorful characters with even more colorful personalities. Which character at the moment is your favorite and why? Further, of the comedic moments related to them, which one do you think was the best? What sort of scenarios are you hoping to see this character in in the future? Finally, what do you think their relationship with our protagonist Apricot adds to the story? Speaking of relationship dynamics with Apricot, how do you feel like those dynamics in general might change between all the characters as the story continues? Overall, what typical manga scenarios are you hoping to see addressed in the comic, and which character are you hoping to see participate in them?

mathtans

It amusing that Apricot wants her parents to be dead in her backstory, but her real story is kind of messed up too.

Superjustinbros

Design wise, Meal Deal and Moonlight Spritzer.

mathtans

Cream ftw. For definite.

Can't beat teleporting and quipping like Spiderman.

I'm bad for noticing designs too.

Superjustinbros

Especially with a name like Cream

RebelVampire

im really sad there wont be more moonlight spritzer cause shes now an office lady

Superjustinbros

r.i.p.

mathtans

... ... I had always pictured it as "cream and sugar" until you said that ...

I was amused by "that doesn't count". I'm not a motorcycle fan though. ^.^

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I was thinking whipped cream. To go with the other desserts.

mathtans

I guess I was automatically onto the tea or coffee mindset.

Wait, butter's a dessert?

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Butter cookies are?

They're not all desserts, just several of them.

mathtans

Did not even pick up on that. Point.

Superjustinbros

mmm, butter

mathtans

Speaking of, Apricot's interest in Butter, like trying not to look at her transforming or how she reacted to the idea it was just the two of them at a sleepover... that amused me. Because of the yuri implications. ^.^

Though I guess Apricot's turned out to be... pansexual?

RebelVampire

they at least all have a food theme i think.

mathtans

Not sure if that's the right term.

RebelVampire

i assume apricot is just into whatever although i doubt were gonna get any actual ships going on alas.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Bisexual or pansexual would both work. Unless she uses a specific word in-universe...and AFAIK there aren't separate words in Japanese.

She just says she's into "men and women...and trains."

mathtans

Bisexual implies male or female to me though, versus the trains thing. ^^

RebelVampire

apricot x trains otp

mathtans

apricot x ships?

Superjustinbros

apricots on ships sounds liek the name to a song

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Eh, there are straight and gay people who talk about weird xeno attractions too.

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Geh. 9A9 I'm late! jumps in anyway

I like the Apricot x Butter ship. XDDD

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

So many anime with trains/planes/boats/etc personified as sexy moe girls...

Superjustinbros

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Much agreed with Erin. ; v ;

RebelVampire

i wonder if jacques plays hatoful boyfriend

mathtans

Erin: ... Point. I hadn't even gone there yet. O.o

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

It would be some epic planning if the endgame ships turned out to be foreshadowed by "they're named after foods that go together well."

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I've had Apricot Butter before... 8L

mathtans

Well, the girls seem to go for harem-style guys (aside from Butter).

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I do have to say, I didn't expect Butter to be called Butter because she's got a blue scheme going.

Superjustinbros

In before there's a yellow-themed girl called blueberry

mathtans

I wonder why Butter sleeps underwater.

RebelVampire

yeah butter's mostly blueness really stood out to me. but maybe reflective that you dont want too much butter

Superjustinbros

Yeah, lol

RebelVampire

cause you put too much butter on something and it tastes icky

mathtans

I can't believe it's not Butter.

Superjustinbros

Too much butter on something is kinda gross tbh

I can't believe I missed that reference/joke Math just said

RebelVampire

the character i really want to see more of is jammy smasher the head bully. cause she and apricot need to have that arc where they become the true best friends who still constantly bicker but are on the same team and all those shenanigans. cause im really interested to see what punches the comic throws at all those tropes

mathtans

Just gotta put Butter on Apricot.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I'd be into this Jammy Smasher arc.

mathtans

I could see that, Rebel, though it might get subverted.

ShaRose49

I only read some of the beginning so far but I wanted to say all it’s breaking of the fourth wall was great. I liked the lord of darkness guy the best or whatever his name was

mathtans

I'm still on about Cream. She knows more about Apricot's family now, could be relevant later.

Superjustinbros

always love me some good fourth wall destruction

ShaRose49

@Superjustinbros sometimes it needs to be broken

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I actually got a bit confused when I started out reading because I thought Lord of Darkness would be the main character. XDDD

RebelVampire

he can be the main character in your heart

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True, true. ;v;

RebelVampire

and im sure hed be the type to tell you everyone is the main character of their own life story

mathtans

Dude can't even figure out slide shows, let alone the internet. (Though I guess now we see where some of Apricot's incompetence comes from.)

RebelVampire

and his mom did say his love story with his wife would be like a 10 year manga so he can be the protag of that

and 100% its gonna get subverted cause this is a parody comic. no way theyll play it straight. i half expect apricot to turn to jammy in the climatic bond moment where they admit they arent so bad and apricot just goes "just kidding youre a bitch"

Superjustinbros

well stories aren't limited to just one main

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That too~~. XD

Superjustinbros

Sometimes you get a side character or two that has such a large impact on the story that they become a major fofure

RebelVampire

i really did like the opening introduction though where the lord of darkness treats it like a business meeting and such.

although

who exactly are we in this context. like what if this isnt just a fourth wall break, but were just first person cameraing a character

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I actually felt like I was being thrown back into the days when I was in Uni. XDDDD

Like, Lord of Darkness felt like a professor and his powerpoint struggles... ; v ;(edited)

RebelVampire

i enjoyed that he called tech support XD just wasting more of the time. and i enjoy that panel where hes crying about the wasted hours he spent on a powerpoint that doesnt even work

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RIP oh great Lord of Darkness. XDDD

RebelVampire

QUESTION 4. Apricot’s one true dream in the story is to become a magical girl. Do you think that Apricot will achieve her dream eventually and learn to transform? If so, what measures do you think she might have to take to ultimately achieve this dream? How might this affect Apricot’s relationship with her family? Alternatively, will she eventually come to accept her role as the Princess of Darkness? Regardless of which event occurs, how do you think Apricot’s friends/school mates would react to finding out who her parents are? Do you think they’ll find out or will it stay a secret forever? Finally, what shenanigans do you think Apricot will get up to in general throughout the story?

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I havent' read that far, but I think Apricot will become a magical girl at some point.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I think she's gonna get a Devil Homura type of magical-girl form. And it'll be epic.

Superjustinbros

Yes

mathtans

(Back - little one's entered a fussier time of the evening.)

RebelVampire

that would be awesome if her form just winds up being pretty evil looking. as long as all the others comment loudly about it. like "Wow who would expect the ditz girl to have a form like this." "Isn't this form a little evil looking?" and apricot just has to flail assuring them nah its fine, perfectly normal

mathtans

The others are all aware of a great power when Apricot tries to transform. Thing is, didn't someone say at some point that Princesses couldn't transform? I think she'd need to renounce her throne for it to work. Which she might do, but then regret.

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I thought it was "only the Princess can transform without relying on her bird companion."

mathtans

I'm torn between thinking her form would show off too much, or like practically cover her entirely like a snowsuit. (There's few in betweens with her.)

Erin: Oh, that might have been it, good call.

Maybe that's the important thing the bird had wanted to tell her, the power's in you, I'm only holding you back.

RebelVampire

it was specifically the princess of light though. who can transform without a bird companion. and her sister is the princess of light and i assume its a there can only be one thing.

Superjustinbros

Hmm

Is that so?

RebelVampire

although idk what would happen if the parents decided to have a third child

very convenient they stopped after two

mathtans

Princess of darkness might have similar restrictions.

What if it was a boy? Would darkness have a deck of cards?

Superjustinbros

What about the princess of in-between?

RebelVampire

yes i support this if the third child is a boy. a boy who is destined for a magical cube that contains the soul of an egyptian pharoah. and that even as a baby he becomes the best dueller in japan.

and you cant have a princess of in-between. theres only light and darkness. this isnt real life where all the things are actually gray and cant be fit into two boxes O_O

Superjustinbros

Are you sure about that

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

I get the impression there could be multiple light/dark Princesses within the family -- it's just that this kind of power can't manifest outside the family.

Superjustinbros

Aah ok

RebelVampire

definitely can agree it cant manifest outside the family.

i def cant wait to see the fallout when others find out apricot's secret. not that i expect huge amounts of drama

but no way they wont react

i could actually see them encouraging apricot to accept her role

cause once her dad retires what are they supposed to fight if theres no ruler of the darkness

director of darkness

cause suddenly remembered the appropriate title

Superjustinbros

Director of Darkness sounds badass

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Maybe at some point they'll meet a girl who hates being a frilly magical girl and longs for a dark evil powerset. (With parallels/foreshadowing in how Starlit was born with the deck-of-cards powerset but wanted the frilly powerset.) And then she and Apricot can engineer a swap somehow.

Superjustinbros

Lol

Well not every girl wants to be some sweet and dainty rightly colored girl that's for sure

RebelVampire

this does seem like a potential arc, but more like the kind thatll blow up in their faces and not work out. XD

mathtans

(Back again.)

RebelVampire

i really hope chapter 7 is about cream though. cause as i think math mentioned earlier, i want to see cream deal with being the only one who knows at the very least that almond and apricot are sisters

mathtans

Maybe the family decides to adopt.

I just want more Cream! ^.^

Superjustinbros

*ads more cream to Math's dessert

mathtans

I wonder, if students transfer to Japan, do they get wrapped up in this stuff? Because there aren't magical girls in the UK, as Cream indicated.

RebelVampire

i think cream is evidence that yes

Superjustinbros

What about in the US?

RebelVampire

yes they do

it is destiny

the comic hasnt said anything about the US

mathtans

So what if they move away? Powers are sealed?

(Reminds me, they're able to toe the line rather neatly, what with tentacles and rope tricks, without crossing over.)

RebelVampire

thats basically what is implied. that they dont get to use their powers anymore. since cream was barely there a few mins before the visa kicked in

i was looking at earlier pages

https://apricotcookies.net/1/8

i wanna know who the figure is that got her own panel

cause that is the chara who shouldve been butter if we go by color scheme XD

mathtans

Oh yeah, the figurine. I'd forgotten about that.

Also, sleeping in hair ties for branding. Hah.

Superjustinbros

If only we had known

mathtans

(Was it Cream who said "in the name of the spoon?"... I forget but it sounds like something she'd say.)

Maybe the figurine is Mom when she was younger.

Superjustinbros

Anyways since the tea party's ending I'd like to wish Louis luck on continuing the comic, this is a great read so far and I'l looking forward to what happens next

mathtans

One last wondering, is Apricot's last name "Cookie"? Or is that a web cookie pun? Because her real last name is "Hikari", right?

Superjustinbros

Lol, that'd be one hell of a last name

RebelVampire

i assume its apricot's pre-chosen magical girl name

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

Same.

RebelVampire

considering her first name is anzu

not apricot

Superjustinbros

Fair enough

ErinPtah (Leif & Thorn | BICP)

But anzu means apricot, yes? So that's just a translation thing.

RebelVampire

yeah but still her actual first name. i dont think its necessarily just a translation joke

mathtans

I suppose. I wondered about translations.

Superjustinbros

Anyways cya (edited)

mathtans

Anyway, final remark is the recipe if people hadn't spotted it yet. With 3D printing. Well done. https://apricotcookies.net/specials/2

All very clever.

RebelVampire

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Camp Drama 26

That night the picnic was cancelled and your didn't ate dinner at all. You went back to your cabin having the feeling of anger and sadness. You fell asleep crying . The next day you went to clinic and find me nubulizing as Liam was asleep in his bed. I didn't care if I didn't have anything to eat, I was too upset and I just wanted to sleep. I woke up the next day and went to the clinic. I was still really upset but I didn't want it to show. I saw you enter as Millie greeted. "Good Morning Jesse-" she said and frown. "Is everything OK?" She asked looking at you. I just finished my nebulizer and look at you. I looked at Millie and nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah, everything's fine. Why wouldn't it be?" I said, shrugging slightly "ohh i thought something bad happens " she said smiling. "So how was your dinner last night " she said smiling as she pack up my medicine. I didn't speak once she mentions you and Louis. "Um, it was fine" I said, shrugging a little and looked at her quickly before looking at you. "How are you feeling today?" I asked, wanting to get off the subject of Louis and I "I'm OK it's my last day actually " i said awkwardly. "You how are you feeling? " I asked returning your question. "Oh" I nodded slightly. "I'm fine" I said, giving you a small smile. I just felt so exhausted really but I didn't want to let anything show "Are you sure ?something is not right" i said looking at you . "Yeah are you sure you're ok you want a check up?" Millie asked. "We're in the clinic anyway" i said looking at you. "Yes I'm sure okay? I'm fine I don't need a check up" I said, frowning a little and rolled my eyes, sighing deeply "OK tell me when you need anything " Millie asked and immediately leave when she heard someone is knocking . I stared at you. "I will" I nodded and sighed deeply, rubbing my eyes a little. I looked at you and raised my eyebrows slightly "what Harry?" I mumbled My eyes widen and look at you . "Nothing " i said and force myself not to laughter though I'm chuckling. As i grab a small paper and wrote down something. I rolled my eyes at you and sighed. I really didn't want to be in the clinic today, I'd rather just go back and stay in my cabin all day "you're not OK" i told you shaking my head. As i lay there comfortably . I sat down and shrugged slightly "does it really matter?" I said, frowning a little "no but there's a good and a bad thing about it " i said smiling as i chuckle and continue writing down something. "What do you mean? A good and bad thing about it?" I asked and frowned, crossing my arms over my chest "well depends what do you want to hear first bad or good ?" I asked looking at you as i stop writing. "I don't know, good?" I sighed and looked at you, raising my eyebrows slightly I laugh " with that mood of yours it's hard not to notice how you're not making fun of me. It's forgot to tease me at all" i said a laughing. "But the bad things is i think it wouldn't see a real smile for the rest of the day " i said smiling. I looked at you and rolled my eyes "I thought it would be something serious" I said, shaking my head and sighed deeply. "I'm just not in the mood" "ok can i at least guess why you're acting that why?" I asked looking at you and studied your face. "Fine whatever" I shrugged, looking at you and sighed, pulling my knees up to my chest. I can't help but to laugh how cute you are in this mood . I can't help but to admit i really miss you being anything but a challenge but at the same time you were really happy making fun of me. "How about you take a break have a walk like what you did the last time it might help" i suggest. "Want me to call Mike ?" "I don't know. Last time my problem was solved but it's not going to be the same this time" I said, tearing up a little as I thought of Louis I watch you tear up . I sit up as i rub your shoulders. "Hey it's OK you don't have to do anything that you don't like" being surprised this is really serious and I'm not being sensible enough. I sighed deeply and wiped my eyes and shrugged. "I just want to go home" I mumbled, frowning a little "Me too " i said rubbing your shoulder. '"hey it's already the third day two more days and you will go home" i said lift your face so it can look at your face. I wipe your with my thumb and said. "You will go home soon don't worry" I nodded a little and sighed "yeah but I'm stuck here for two more days until then" I frowned "Well it suppose you're not alone in stuck too " i said patting your head. "I know" I shrugged and looked at you, sighing softly "are you sure that's all you want? To go home?" I asked looking at you. "I don't know" I sighed, biting my lip softly. I want Louis back, that's for sure but I didn't want to say anything to you about that "what is going on?" I said looking at you seriously . I shrugged slightly "I don't know, I doubt you'll know though" I frowned I cross my arms . "You're under estimating me" i said looking at you with disbelief. "Really? Okay go on then, what is it then?" I asked, looking at you and raised my eyebrows I crack up when i see you rise your eyebrows. I laugh covering my head with my pillow and say. "You're right i don't know anything" I rolled my eyes and shook my head "I knew you didn't" I said, but I couldn't help but smile just a little bit I remove my pillow against my face and laugh again once i saw you. "you really know me so well thats why i like you " i said "I don't know you that well though" I shrugged, looking at you and laughed a little "there is that smile" i said smiling i laugh a little as you."really you dont know me idont believe you" "But it's true though, I don't think I know you very well. Maybe just as friends, but not really good friends" I shrugged "ooh right not as good friends " i said nodding."that's cool so it means i have something got something to hide from you" i said a laugh at you. "Well I don't know, you probably do. Like I said, I don't know your whole life, and you don't really know mine either" I shrugged I nod "you don't have to be that rude . Can't you see I'm looking at the brighter side of the situation. If you don't want me to know then don't. stop talking" i said a little bit raising my voice. I don't know why but I'm a little bit annoyed after hearing that from you. "I'm just trying to be nice." I said and cross my eyes sitting up and standing walking away. "Mike I'm getting out !!!" Called out walking to the door that's when i saw Niall clingy on Louis. "Harry " he groan as i also help him . His legs seems to be injured. Millie immediately went to assist. Louis stood there and look at you i groan walk out of the clinic. "I wasn't being rude harry, I was simply just stating something" I said, frowning as I noticed you seemed quite annoyed by this. But I wasn't being rude, I was just stating a fact. "Harry you can't leave yet" I sighed and got up, walking after you then frowned as I saw Niall looking quite in pain. I looked at Louis quickly and sighed, looking away from him and bit my lip softly, walking off after you. You wasn't allowed to leave yet so I had to make sure you stayed. I roll my eyes and turn around to look at you " of course i can i just going to my cabin silly" i said and turn around and proceed walking."and besides your boyfriend just arrived " i mumble under my breath. "You're not allowed to yet though! Just please go back to the clinic harry!" I sighed deeply. Why was you being so difficult? I frowned at your last comment and didn't say anything. I couldn't really avoid it now. I sigh and stop walking as i hear you please. "Fine ill go back but in one condition " i said raising my eyebrows as i look at youm "What's the condition then?" I asked, sighing deeply and looked at you "chase me first " i said and immediately away turn around and run away laughing. "What?" I frowned slightly, a little confused at first than laughed, starting to run after you I run until we are out of the the hallway .I run towards the lake I see the distance between us and turn around and stop waiting for you. I slowed down a little as you stopped and bit my lip softly. "You need to go back to the clinic now" I told you "Never!!!" I said laughing and waiting for you to come to me "Harry you are" I nodded and laughed a little, walking over to you Poke your side tickling you before running again "Hey stop it!" I laughed and ran after you quickly. "You need to stop before you actually need to go to the clinic" I told you I was running as you were chasing me I suddenly stop and open my arms that made me caught you. "Got cha" I said laughing as I see you were surprised form what I did making you stop running. I was a little surprised, and blushed when I felt your arms around me. "Um...yeah" I nodded and slowly moved away from you "can we go back now? Im not chasing you anymore" "nahh you can go back I'm staying I need some fresh air " I said seating down at the nearest rock. "But are you coming back?" I asked, biting my lip softly. I suppose I did kind of like spending time with you "of course ,if you want me to I will" I said turning to you and wink . I feels the amazing breeze as suddenly the wind blows. I can smell the scent of the leaves and trees that create . I close my eyes and smile . "Ahhh relaxing it's hard to believe I'm gonna miss this place even though I didn't do much" I said and look at you. "Hey Jesse do you really want to go back now?" I asked looking at you. I rolled my eyes and blushed slightly as you winked. "I'm not going to miss this place. I've hate every moment" I said, frowning a little and sighed. "Yeah...I don't know" I shrugged and looked at you I stand up and mention to you "hop on my back I'm giving you a piggy back ride" I said smiling. "Okay" I laughed and stood behind you. "Don't drop me okay? I really won't be happy at all" I told you I laugh shaking my head and position myself to you . "I won't if I decided to drop that only I'm tired " I laugh and waited for you to hop back. "Alright as long as you are sure" I smile and held onto you before climbing onto your back, holding onto you securely "alright " I said holding both of your thighs with my hands and start walking . "Nope were not going in " I said and start walking somewhere else . "Harry!" I frowned "why not? I told you to go back!" I huffed, but held onto you still "why do you want to go back any way it's boring in there " I said laughing as i take you somewhere else "So I know that you're okay. I know it's boring but I know you're safe" I mumbled and blushed deeply "nahhh I wouldn't do that unless you tell me what's wrong " I said and keep on walking . "I don't want to say anything. And I don't have too" I shook my head, keeping a tight hold on you so I don't fall. "why not ?" I asked and tilt my head trying to look at you. "Because I don't want to talk about it" I shrugged, looking at you and sighed "well all I want is for you to be happier" I said decided to put you down and let you sit one of the bench . " Do me a favor since you don't want to tell me give yourself an alone time . Im gonna have mine too . As long as you're beside I couldn't help myself to ask because I know it doesn't matter but I care'" I said and decided to walk away making a distance. I looked at you and sighed deeply, biting my lip softly. I suppose it would be better if I just let it all out rather than keep it in. "No come back" I said, getting up as you started to walk away and held onto your arm. "I'll tell you" I nodded. I turn to look at you. "Nahh you don't have to" I said and smile . "I don't think I have to know " and sit down beside ." Thinking of it I realize I dont want to see you cry " I sat down with you and shrugged "yeah but I think that it's better to let it out rather than keep it in" I nodded "and besides, at least I won't be crying because of you for once" I smiled slightly I chuckle "wow that's sounds like an insult but I take it as a compliment thank you" I said smiling and holding your hand before realizing I suppose I shouldn't do that so I remove it. "It is a compliment" I laughed softly and shrugged. I frowned when you removed your hand from mine, but then I realised you still think Louis and I are together. "Louis and I have broken up" I sighed deeply. When you said that my hands slipped to against the rough rock . "ouch " I check my hands and find slightly red and look at you. "When just this morning?" I asked looking at you and back to my hands. "No, yesterday. When I went to go have lunch with him. I found out that he got Emma pregnant and while we were together the last time he didn't just cheat on me once, it was multiple times. He said that he didn't think it will work out, and that he'll never be able to go to college with me because he's going to have to look after the baby. I told him it can work out but he just doesn't think so" I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, holding back tears. "ohhh Emma I thought he's over with that girl" I shake my head. "Sorry to hear that " I said looking at you and run your back with my hands. "Yeah I thought so too. But apparently not. He kept saying that he was sorry and that he loved me, but I just didn't believe him. If he really loved me he wouldn't have done that in the first place" I shook my head. I nod I sigh "if he really love you huh he wouldn't do that "I chuckle shaking my head . "But can you see I even though he's sorry and kept saying I love you he still did hurt you" I said shaking my head . "Yeah exactly, so he was just lying" I said, wiping my eyes quickly and sighed. "As soon as we broke up the last time, he slept with her" I frowned, shaking my head "but he always makes you happy " I said shaking my head. "Why does people who makes us happy hurt us the most?" "Yeah, I know he did. And I stupidly fell into his trap." I sighed deeply. "I don't know, but I wish it didn't happen" "it reminds me of Alison she told how I got no time for her that I'm a screw up mess but it's all a lie" I said looking down."why am I even affected about this " I said shaking my head I nodded slowly and sighed. I didn't even realise how similar this situation was for us both. "I have no idea" I sighed " of course you don't ,like you said we're not good friends were just friends " I said smirking at you. "That's true" I laughed softly and looked at you "but I think now we're better friends" I nodded I laugh "well that's good to know you're changing your mind about us being friends to better friends " I said quoting with my two fingers as I said that. "Why did you say it like that?" I asked, laughing a little and rolled my eyes playfully. "Isn't that what you wanted anyway?" "I don't know maybe I want more" I said looking at you with a smile. "More?" I asked, raising my eyebrows slightly and looked at you "yeah instead of better friends we become super friend's" I said joking knowing how corny it is to say. Even though I know she broke with Louis I don't want to take advantage on her knowing we only few days to be together . I know she doesn't look me that way so I won't get my hopes up. I laughed and rolled my eyes playfully "if you really want too, I don't see why not" I smiled I smile and patted you her ."on I said smiling at you" "You're not as bad as I thought really" I said, shrugging slightly "it's nice to hear that from you" I said and start picking up pebbles and throw it on the lake. "I'm glad" I nodded "I suppose I do forgive you. I know I said that I couldn't, but the past few days I've spent with you I realised that I should really just let it go" I said I was about to throw another pebble when I hear that from you. "Really despite of all I did to you in the past ?" I asked looking at very amused. I could help but to smile it's like I lose something that in my chest that is heavy. "Yeah, because I now know you didn't really mean it. Even though it did hurt me, I shouldn't let it keep bothering me. When you are clearly putting effort in to show me that you are different, so I think it's only fair I put that effort in to accept it" I told you. I smile I can tell you're really sincere with all of that . "Thank you for forgiving I was really actually waiting for this to happen I'm just don't know how " I said smiling as stared at your face. I tuck a strand of your hair behind your ear and smile. "It's okay" I laughed softly and looked at you. I was feeling a slightly different way towards you, but I didn't know if it was genuine, or if I was just still upset with Louis and I just want to get back at him "do you wanna go back? I'll carry you again if you like" I said smiling as I stand up from the rock that were seating at. "Okay" I smiled "are you actually going back though this time?" I asked, laughing softly "of course unless you want to stay " I said looking at you smiling . "If you want to stay we can climb that tree" I said point the strong tree that is strong with a lot of branches.

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