#but my sister talked to me about a guy she met at her highschool and i was ecstatic

[llegato]

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[heyybaejjk]

MODERN AO'NUNG HCS.

pairing. human!aonung x human!fem reader

summary. modern au, ao'nung in highschool + boyfriend headcanons

notes. boyfriend ao'nung headcanons, human & in high school. ao'nung & reader are both 18.

warnings — swearing, mentions of blood! making out, implied smut but nothing too far

masterlist. pt. 2 pt. 3

A lot of his peers from school assume he's just some muscular, hot headed guy with an ego so big, when in actuality he's not.

He was, until he met you.

People change, people don't change. He was the first factor.

People naturally assume Ao'nung is the type to just buy you expensive shit that have no meaning, but he really puts thought into every little thing he buys or crafts himself.

Also assuming that your relationship with Ao'nung was going to end after one month.

How could that possibly happen if he is head over heels for you?

Mans is caught off guard by the thought of you, even when you're not there with him physically

Brags about you, his kind and sweet girlfriend 25/8 just because.

"Bro my girl is so fucking cute, she met my mum yesterday and brought her flowers. like??? if you want me to get on my knees, just say so babe. My dad and Tsireya love her already... AND OH MY GOSH, my baby sister, Luna, Y/N held her for five seconds and Luna was already so smiley and giggling. Like yeah Luna, I get the same feeling,"

"We've heard this shit for the last 10 minutes" his friend rolls his eyes playfully.

When he's playing basketball with his friends, he's the type to shout "Oi, this is for my missus" before shooting the ball, and making it in.

Laughs at Lo'ak when he attempts to shoot for Tsireya but misses the hoop completely 😹

"Mean ass airball" is all Ao'nung says while chuckling

Bites back to the mfs who want him, even when they know damn well he's got a girlfriend

He posts about you every hour of the day, how could anyone not know ☠️

rayraybae has sent you a message!

rayraybae: hey you got some fine ass back muscles

m.nung: i will literally make a film of my girlfriend leaving scratch marks all over my back, back the fuck up.

Ao'nung says before blocking the user that texted. Rolling his eyes, he places his phone on the night table of yours. Sitting up from his position, his arms wrap around your waist as you sat on the edge of your bed. He lifts you easily on his lap as you let out a soft squeal. "Ao'nung!" you softly say, blushing intensely.

"Let me hold you, baby," he says smirking into your neck, pecking along your shoulder trailing up. Whispering into your ear, "I want us to try something."

Grabbing your phone and press onto the camera icon before hitting record. Placing your phone on the side table while his phone lit up with notifications. Getting the perfect landscape angle of the both of you, as he lays on top of giving your neck slow and sensual kisses. From the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of his phone repeatedly turning on and off, yet he ignored it as he was too busy with the lovemaking you were about to do.

That little thing he said before was half true and half untrue.

Truthful to making you scream his name while scratching his back, recording it all

The untrue factor was sending it.

He respects you and knows your boundaries (every relationship has boundaries ofc) he only really said it to her because bro just loves to argue and brag about his girlfriend

Every recording you make, whether on his or your phone stayed between you two.

Posts a lot about you. His insta story, his tiktoks, twitter acc = all about you. Lets you make tiktoks on his account to show you off

But sets his comments only for his mutuals, he doesn't fuck with the comments that talk about you as if you aren't his.

Hell, his bio on everything is "@y/nnnnn 💓" or "i love my girlfriend."

Trusts you 100%, doesn't force you to give him your passwords to anything nor asks to check your phone

Spams your camera roll so much, like a lot.

Once he sees your phone without you around, he's already on your camera roll

"Mama. Mama, come. I got y/n's phone, she's in the bathroom. Pose with Luna. Smile Mum." he says with a hushed tone, smiling with his arm around his mother's shoulder. Ronal chuckles at her son's actions, the newborn baby in her arms, she lays her head on his shoulder as she sees in the camera her newborn baby lying against her chest.

"Hey! Let me be in it!" Tsireya quietly whispers before making her way beside Ronal, kissing her cheek as Ao'nung presses the shutter button.

That happened last week because now Ao'nung was smothering kisses all over your face while you giggled after he saw your new lock screen.

He loves to send paragraphs

Loves typing (even writing letters) paragraphs all about you. From the way your laughter sounds like a melody from Eywa, how your smile along with your pearly white teeth make him also smile, how your soul ties him in.

He loves pda, but not the type where you both makeout with each other's tongue down your throat

(i have a couple from my school who does this & it makes me wanna cry cos literally stop & go to class pls.)

Holding hands, wrapping an arm around your shoulder, hugging, kissing your knuckles (uses you as an armrest to tease you but stops when you elbow his side.)

Forehead kisses, kisses on the cheek & pecks, that's how far he'll go in public.

in private, BROS GOING HAM DURING MOUTH TO MOUTH SESH.

"Nung," you let out a breathy laugh as you feel your boyfriend trail kisses from the side of your mouth down to your neck.

"Hm?" he mumbles, lightly sucking and licking the sweet spot of your neck. You moan lightly, too immersed in the pleasure. "O-oh!" you gasp slightly, your hands now on the back of his head, bringing him closer.

"Nevermind, keep going," you say as you feel Ao'nung smirk into your neck.

Loves to spoil you.

Whether it be with clothes, makeup, shoes, stuffed bears. Anything.

But his most favourite are handmade gifts

He loves it when you shyly hide your squeal of excitement to everything, but when he pulls out an origami rose that he sprayed with your favourite perfume rather than an expensive stuffed bear, he loves seeing the glimmer in your eyes

Since you're his baby, he's already got both the handmade and the expensive shit hiding in his bag.

As he pulls out the bouquet of paper-coloured flowers from behind his back, he watches as you hide your squeal with your small hand, a bright blush appears on your face as you bring him into a tight hug, your head on his chest. You pull away before rocking from side to side shyly as you look to the ground, hiding back a smile as you hold onto the bouquet softly.

"Thank you, Nung, they are absolutely cute. I love them," you say politely, your nose slightly red. You stand on your tippy toes as you kiss his cheek. He smiles gently at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder, walking with you. "Well, I love you."

He will fight for you, doesn't care if the person is taller or more muscular (as if he's not already the tallest mf in school 🧍‍♀️)

Will never, ever bring up the fact that he got his ass beat by Lo'ak when he was 15

If Lo'ak were the one to bring it up to you, he'd definitely tell Tsireya about all the stank ass piss stains he used to leave on his bed when he was sixteen.

Neteyam told Ao'nung this because he just felt like it. Or maybe Lo'ak just pissed him off that day, who knows.

Safe to say that if they sparred now, Lo'ak's ass is 6 feet underground.

But they're best friends now, won't ever happen.

"He what? Where the fuck is he?" He angrily says, throwing his bag off his back harshly. You look around frantically, "Nung, really. It's okay," you calmly say as you grab his bag before following behind him, trying to grab one of his arms.

"No, no, no, he touched your thigh when you told him to stop."

He walks around the halls and finally spots the guy he was searching for. Rushing up to him as you call out his name from behind, stopping as you figured it was no use. Grabbing him by his collar, he harshly throws the guy up against a wall. As people surround the two, you can only watch as his friends try and pry him away from the poor, shaken up boy. Lo'ak who made his way beside you, grinning at the sight.

"I would've gotten my ass beat if I tried to intervene," Lo'ak snickers. You roll your eyes before push his shoulder roughly as a joke.

Both your faces cringed and heard the crowd grow loud as you heard something from the crowd crack. A few seconds later, you see Ao'nung being pulled away from the crowd as the guy on the ground holds his nose, blood staining his hands.

You look over to your boyfriend who had an angered expression on his face, his shirt being pulled at as four of his friends pushed him back. His shirt slightly riling up, revealing his define V line and toned abs. "Touch my missus again, I'll fucking knock you out." You hear him yell out.

"He deserves some good head," you blurt out. Lo'ak side eyes you so fucking hard.

He walks you to class <333

If you have a class together, best believe mans is seated next to you

But if he knows one of your best friend's in the same class, he rather you sit with them

He feels like you spend a lot of time with him & rarely with your friend group, so he feels slightly guilty

Although you feel the opposite as you've sorted a way to spend time equally with both him & your friends, you give him a soft peck on the lips for the lovely thought

If you do sit together though, it doesn't necessarily mean he'll be distracting you with kisses and secret whispers of affection

He knows education means a lot to you and knows when and when not to be affectionate

You do still hold hands under the table often, or link arms.

You both take notes, help each other out, ask each other on what you've misheard from the teacher

He does give your thigh or hand a comforting squeeze when he notices your brows furrow or a slight pout on your lips form, an overwhelming feeling taking over your body as you look stumped on a certain task

You both are mature people and can communicate, so he lets you speak your thoughts rather than going ahead and helping you immediately, if that makes sense

Only when you really feel like something is too much and you can't talk or communicate properly like you both usually can, that's when he drops his shit and soothes you.

"Would you like some help, baby?" he whispered soothingly, his hand comfortingly caressing your thigh, as he notices your confused expression. The rest of the class was too focused on their sheets of paper. You were too caught up in your thoughts that you let your hands massage the temple of your head. You shake your head, signalling no.

"It's okay if you don't know the answer immediately, sweets. You don't need to rush," His hand now on your back, sliding up and down slowly.

For a few seconds, he lets you take a breather, and you finally answer with a broken voice and a small whisper. "Can you help me please?"

"Of course, lovely," an arm around your shoulder and he kisses your temple. "Which part are you stuck on? We can break it down and solve it."

Doesn't give any care about who you're friends with, even if they're a guy. Will warn you or hint if he knows something is up with certain people.

Is protective, will always be there behind your back to defend you.

He has friends that are girls, but aren't close with them either. Even if he is close with another girl, bro never touches her. Just a simple dap is good enough to him.

As soon as he gets the "I got something to tell you." text from a girl.

Blocked. Sorry, but he literally blocks them.

He knows exactly what that six worded sentence means because those were the exact words he said to you before confessing.

He has a girlfriend and only has eyes for you, they should know better than to pull shit like that 🤷‍♀️.

my fingers hurt... from typing of course 🧍‍♀️ ANYWAY thats all i got, im tired LOLOL <333

[halliestinks]

Hello!! I really loved your cartman and reader who’s like his sister headcanons so i had a similar request

could you write another wholesome headcanons for a female reader who treats karen like her little sister? the reader only had brothers so karen is like her adoptive younger sister, and how would kenny react?? maybe he also has a crush on her? sorry if it’s too much <33

Karen McCormick w/ Fem!Reader who treats her like a younger sister

a/n: ty for the request! I had a lot of fun writing this and I love karen, she and her brothers deserve sm better :C I hope you like it 🎉🎉 (reader is in highschool & karen is 12-13)

• growing up with brothers was a struggle to say the least

• it’s not like you didn’t love them or anything, you just found yourself yearning for a sisterly bond

• so when you first met karen you instantly felt a connection and took on the role as the protective older sister 💪😤

• you met her at the park one day, she seemed really upset so you approached her and asked if she was okay

"my friends ditched me to go shopping, they said I couldn't come because I wouldn’t even be able to buy anything..."

“……do you want me to beat them up"

• ngl you probably freaked her out a bit at first LMAO

• she’s like ??? who are you???

• the only reason you recognised her was because she’s related to kenny. and even then, you barely spoke to him so it took you a little while to realize who she was

• to cheer her up, you took her to go shopping by yourselves. you willingly payed for whatever she wanted (though she argued that you didn't have to). and from that day on, you found yourselves hanging out frequently

• karen was definitely unsure at first, she’s never had an older female friend before so she didn’t know how to behave.

• but as time went on she started to open up, and before you knew it, you were having deep conversations and learnt a lot about her

• you occasionally invite her over to your place. and you have a girls night! giving each other makeovers, playing video games and watching horror movies is the usual routine

• since karen is also in the same sister-less situation as you, she will go to you for advice if it’s something she doesn’t want to talk to kenny about

• driving around mindlessly while blasting music is another fun activity you and karen enjoy (you jokingly follow people around town and make them think you guys are stalkers 🤭)

“isn’t that Clyde Donovan?”

“yah I think so”

“let’s follow him next”

“good idea 🫡”

• you then proceeded to follow him around until he took off running and squealing

• going over to her house is a rare occurrence, and it only ever happens when nobody else is there. you suspect that it’s because of her parents

• she only told you a little about them, but from what you heard they weren't very good people. luckily she has her older brother to take care of her, even though you didn't know kenny very well it sounded like karen really admired him

• speaking of kenny… karen constantly begs you to become friends with him. the conversation usually goes like this;

“you guys would be such good friends!! and then you can fall in love, get married and have babies so I can be a cool auntie!!!”

“…”

“😇”

“what! 😃”

• you do eventually run into kenny one day when you’re dropping karen off at home and he waits until karen can’t hear to thank you for everything

• you suddenly start seeing him a lot more after that encounter, getting to know him as well (karen teases you whenever she sees you two hanging out)

• he also joins you two whenever you’re at their house, and you manage to force him into modelling with you doing his makeup and karen paints his nails (he claims that he’s only doing it for karen but in all honesty he just likes spending time with you)

• sometimes when it’s a nice night out, you’ll take karen out to go stargazing

• you find a nice spot somewhere just out of town and you lay down either on the top of your car or on the grass

• pointing out silly imaginary constellations and giggling about them until you get tired and go back home

• you couldn’t wish for a better sister 🫶

[crushedsweets]

What about some lulu headcannons since you seem to like her? :)

oh anon u are spoiling me.... heres a little sketch of her college life. let me begin . . tw for general creepypasta things, abuse, bullying, death, etc

ok. so a lot lulus og stuff is gross obviously (although a majority of the og creepypastas have gross origins/creators). as a kid, i was pretty attached to her, but looking back , its just. ugghhghgh. which is why i want to try giving her her own horror type story while still following some of the core things that made her her. BEGONE WITH MIDDLE/HIGH SCHOOL KILLERS...

lulu is 24 but described as 'physically 14' which bugs me esp bc theres so much emphasis on her body being like an adult. and frankly i am not crazy about yet another 'little kid bullied/abused then goes crazy/demonic' story so i scrapped the bullshit ‘is 24 but looks 14 but is drawn like she’s 24!’. So I decided to just to make make her whole zalgo poisoning occur later in life. since its now set in university, a handful of things changed. mayhaps she knows jack ?

she grew up as a rich girl being put through several private schools growing up. she wasnt the smartest, she wasnt the most social, and while i think that the og story did this really fucking poorly, she did deal with harassment cuz she developed early. ranged from people calling her a slut for the same clothes as a thinner girl, to getting dress coded for no good reason, to rumors, etc. so, she's being bullied by her peers, though its moreso a ton of gossip rather than stuff in her og. overall school sucked for her

finally she goes to university. shes away from all those people, away from her helicopter parents, away from dress codes and loneliness. she tries SO hard to keep up the perfect daughter persona in public bc she knows shes walking on thin ice(having been punished for things out of her control all her life), with a wardrobe full of pencil skirts and button ups, but then she finally meets this guy named josh. but that shit gets seriously exhausting. and as many kids in her position do, she wants to Rebel .. she starts going to parties and whatnot w her edgy ass roommate. random garage shows, raves, generally reckless behavior etc. its not her fully her thing but she's there and having fun.

idk his name in the og story but there was that guy that led her on just to further abuse her. i changed him up and made him some guy in a frat that she met at a rando party. he was so sweet to her the first time they met, they talked for a long time at the party, he was cool overall and she never ever craved attention like this before - she never even GOT attention like this before, coming from an all girls school, so she clung. but he wasnt actually gonna date her, so he said some bullshit excuse about 'you know how greek life is, my frat wont let me date u unless u join this specific sorority!! soz' and he chose the worst, most clique-y sorority that has the most insane hazing ritual for girls that arent sought after. he thought there was no way she'd give it a shot and he could get her off his back. a dick move, but he didnt think she'd do it.

but, she does - and the hazing is fucking shit. the girls in the sorority are worse than the girls in highschool (and maybe in cliché fashion, one of her highschool bullies ended up in the sorority before her?). it starts off as things like 'oh you gotta buy your sorority sisters coffee for a week' to 'oh you have to be drunk/high throughout all your classes for a week' to completely deranged shit like branding yourself or slashing a professors tires. things nobody in their right mind would do, typically.

i havent decided exactly how exactly lulu hits the point where they think she's dead, but a group of sorority girls think she is. they panic, and in their panic cannot feel her pulse or hear breathing. she's completely unconscious, cold, and frankly on the way to death - so they take her to slenders forest and get to work

they bury her in a shallow grave, unaware of all the different demons residing in the forest watching one of the most gruesome displays of humanity. if youve watched girl from nowhere, theres a scene where nano gets buried alive by a group of her classmates then she wakes up . . imagine that.

im thinking, similar to the operator, zalgo can infect people as well . . maybe people on their death beds ? anyway, lulu's infected. long after the girls run off, lulu manages to dig herself out of the grave. shes wheezing, coughing, sobbing, its dark and cold and foggy, and she now has to come face to face with zalgo making some weird 'i saved you, i want something in return.' and there goes her eyes !!! rip lulu. maybe zalgo did it cuz hes a dick, maybe he actually needs human parts to seal the deal.

theres some more interaction but overall lulu doesnt have a ton of demon powers or anything. new wounds heal quickly, but her past ones will never will. she can be eerily quiet, popping in and out with fog, doesn't need food/water/sleep. . she does have kinda crazy strength(no agility or speed), but she's so mentally weak it does nothing for her

for a while she does just wander the forest in complete and utter mourning, until one of the proxies finds her and is like Oh Fuck that's not human. toby describes her as a zombie. so she's another job for them to handle

eventually they settle her in the hospital with ann.. the hospital is likely an area that experiences more fog, being closer to the lake perhaps, so it just makes sense to put her in an area she can see. it took a while for lulu to calm down bc she now has a pretty big fear around women , and the proxies have to CONSTANTLY come around and check in for a while, cuz she feels safer with them. maybe they tried putting her with jack but jack said absolutely the fuck not. bc lulus legitmately scary. she's constantly croaking, crying, wheezing, dripping blood everywhere she goes, etc.

she eventually gets along with ann, who thinks lulus cute and fun to chat with. i made a joke about them doing tiktok dances together but like. i could see it. maybe ann reminds lulu of her roommate, the only girl whos been completely nice to her ? dunno. (despite the roomie being the reason lulu got into the partying and stuff)

mmmmmm yeah. that is basically the entire rewrite .

i likely wont include her too much in the story just because the rewrite is so drastic+shes not all too popular but i used to feel very fondly towards her when i was 10 and i do think her character cconcept is super cool (the fog, the eye stuff, zalgo poisoning etc). theres just hella weird stuff but its a creepypasta from 2013 idk what we expect

[liyatime]

💭 . . . " THE ' OLDEN DAYS " . . 📦 .

📦 pairing ; non idol au ! yang jeongin x male reader

📦 genre ; angst

📦 cw ; death , cursing , jeongin was born in 1990 , jeongin is 33 (in 2023)

📦 music ; “in a good way” - faye webster “good looking” - suki waterhouse

the pattering of bare feet could be heard across the hard wooden floors of jeongin's house as he was sitting on the couch of his living room watching tv and sipping coffee from his white mug in his pajamas.

“dad ! dad !” two loud voices called. jeongin perked up , turning his attention to his 2 twin daughters , chae-yeon and chae-young , they had his black (?) hair and brown eyes. they ran into the living room with an old photo album , sitting in front of their father. “not so loud.. you'll wake your mother.” he scolded. “alright,” chae-yeon started , “but dad , we found your old photo book!” she said , holding up a page full of old memories. jeongin put down his coffee mug and took the book as the girls sat beside him on the couch with huge smiles. “wah.. this was so long ago..” jeongin said , running his hand over the plastic protecting the images and polaroids.

he flipped through the pages , reliving every memory he had. “this is when me and your mom were in college—” “this was our first date—” “this was during our school festival—” jeongin went on and on about his younger days , eventually flipping on a page that was full of polaroids and camera printed images of him and his old friends.

“this was in college too.” said , "isn't that uncle minho?" chae-young said , pointing to a picture of her father and minho , “yes.. this was when i was in my early twenties! me , uncle minho , and uncle jisung used to hang out by the han river in hangang park nearly everyday after school.” jeongin said , a big smile on his face.

“dad ,” chae-yeon said , “who's this?” she said , pointing at a picture of jeongin and a man with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. “that's.. an old friend.” he said in a lower voice , his smile got smaller each second he looked at the picture. “why don't we see him?” chae-young asked , an unknowing smile on her face as she looked at multiple pictures of the man and her father , "yeah , you guys have a lot of pictures together!" chae-yeon added. “he moved away.” jeongin said with a nervous smile. “aww.. he's so handsome too!” chae-yeon said , her sister swatting her in the back of her head. “ah! what!?” she whined , rubbing the back of her head , “he's dad's age now! that's disgusting!” chae-young said, chae-yeon pouted and stayed quiet.

“anyways dad , how'd you meet him?” chae-young asked. “we went to the same highschool , but i met him at uncle changbin's father's ramyeon shop.” jeongin answered , putting the photo album on the table and sitting back on the couch. “what year was it? 2007? yeah , in 2007 i met him at the ramyeon shop , we were both 17.” “what's his name?” chae-yeon asked , “(m/n).” jeongin said “uncle (m/n)~” chae-young sang , flipping through more of their pictures , “more like oppa (m/n)~” chae-yeon said , chae-young held her fist up and sucked her teeth. “ah , why!” chae-yeon said , pouting again and holding her legs up to her chest. the girls settled down and jeongin laughed before continuing his story.

“when we were in mr. seo's ramyeon shop , we ordered the same thing at the same time , how cliche is that?” jeongin said , “like a k-drama!” chae-yeon exclaimed , “yes, like a drama.. after that we sat down together and talked for a while , not about much , just introduced ourselves and exchanged numbers.” jeongin added , reminiscing.

—

jeongin was outside of mr. seo's ramyeon shop , awkwardly standing there in his SOPA uniform , one hand was on the strap of his backpack and the other holding onto his iphone 1. he was constantly checking the time , his friend minho was supposed to show up 6 minutes ago but he never came. jeongin was a shy person , an introvert , so minho was always with him , he was his voice when he couldn't speak for himself.

after 2 more minutes of waiting for minho , jeongin decided to just go in the shop , order his own food , and wait for minho to get there. when he walked up to the front counter a boy walked on the side of him , jeongin didn't think much of it , so he just told the cashier his order ,

“can i get one bowl of ramyeon?—”

“can i get one bowl of ramyeon?”

the two boys stood there looking at each other awkwardly , and the cashier got confused and put the orders in the same order , thinking they were together (not like that). “ please take a seat at table #4, we'll bring your food to you.” the cashier said , pointing at the table. “ah— wait..” jeongin said in a low voice , the cashier had walked away for a moment to handle some business and the two boys were left there dumbfounded.

the boy was the first to move to table #4 , and jeongin followed soon after. they sat at the table in silence until jeongin spoke up , “im yang jeongin..” he said , playing with his hands under the table nervously. “i'm (l/n) (m/n) , how old are you?” jeongin was taken aback by the question but answered nevertheless , “17—” “i'm older than you!” (m/n) exclaimed with a huge smile on his face , “ah.. sorry for speaking informally..” jeongin said , bowing. (m/n) stretched over the table and put his hand on jeongin's shoulder , “it's fine! let's speak casually.” he said.

the boys went on to talk for a whole hour until jeongin's phone buzzed , he took it out his pocket and looked at it while slurping his noodles.

( "minho" "I'm sorry, Jeongin. I can't go to the ramen shop today.. OTL" )

jeongin sighed , putting his phone back in his pocket and standing up from his seat and leaving money on the table for the bill , “hm? where are you going?” (m/n) asked , also standing up. “oh , i have to go.. i was supposed to be here with a friend but he bailed , i might as well go home now.” jeongin said , giving a sad smile. he picked up his backpack from the seat next to him , putting it on his back , “bye (m/n)—” “wait!” (m/n) interrupted , “my number.. put it in your phone later , and call me when you get lonely.” he insisted, holding out a piece of paper with his phone number on it , smiling . “sure.. seeya (m/n).” jeongin said , taking the slip of paper and walking out the restaurant, waving towards (m/n).

(m/n) sat back in his chair , breathing in and out while clutching his shirt. “shit.. he was cute.” he said , getting back up and leaving the shop , but not before bowing towards the staff.

from then on , jeongin and (m/n) met up from time to time , and from time to time turned into every day after school. they hung out at night usually , grabbing snacks from a convenience store and sitting on a park bench to eat it to making out in (m/n)'s car in the middle of the woods.

(m/n) really brought jeongin out of his shell , he became more sociable and could speak up for himself more than before. no matter how many friends jeongin had , (m/n) was always his special someone. but of course— jeongin couldn't tell his kids this , they promised to tell nobody , it was their little secret.

—

“so— he was your best friend?” chae-young asked , “yeah , essentially.” jeongin said. his eyes glanced at the clock above the tv and he got off the couch , “girls , it's past bedtime , put the photobook up and head to bed , alright?” he said , walking into him and his wife's room. “yes!” the girls shouted , running off.

jeongin's wife was already fast asleep , so he just crawled into bed , pulling the covers up and laying on his side , staring into the white wall in front of him. it was quiet and jeongin didn't like it , so he closed his eyes and stayed as still as possible , letting his consciousness send him to sleep.

—

(m/n) and jeongin were sitting in his bed at his housde , holding each other's hands as they made out , tongues gliding against each other. jeongin started to take off his shirt and (m/n) took notice , helping him take it off. this continued for a while , the intimacy was overwhelming.

“boys! would you like som— MY GOD!” (m/n)'s mother opened the door , she was holding a tray of juice and a plate of cookies but it crashed to the ground. the boys turned their head to the door , and everyone was frozen in place. jeongin with his shirt off , (m/n) helping him , and (m/n)'s mother at the door frame , holding her hands to her mouth in shock.

she slammed the door shut and (m/n) threw himself off the bed and out the door , chasing after his mother. jeongin sat still on the bed , quietly collected his shirt and backpack , put them on and made his way out of the room. (m/n) and his mother were arguing , she was screaming at him and he was stuttering trying to explain himself. jeongin walked up to them and bowed at (m/n)'s mother before exiting the house , making his way to his home , embarrassed at the situation. he had no intentions of going back to (m/n)'s house after that embarrassment. (m/n) called his name from his house but jeongin was already halfway down the street at that point , he didn't turn to call back or walk back.

(m/n) and jeongin stopped seeing each other for a couple days until jeongin texted him , asking him to meet up at hangang park. when (m/n) made it there , jeongin was sitting on a bench , drinking a can of coffee that he got from a vending machine. (m/n) sat beside him and sat there quietly , looking at the atmosphere , the dogs , children playing and families in picnic's. “sorry.” he said , jeongin turning to him. “it's alright , i just left 'cause i was embarrassed.” (m/n) nodded. it was awkward. “i dont think i'll be going to your house again.. but your welcome to come to mine.” jeongin said , taking a swig from his coffee. “thanks.” (m/n) replied.

the couple shared happiness and more through their adolescent years , kisses , hugs , and bowls of ramyeon from mr. seo's shop. they even shared an apartment together. during their first years of college they bought an apartment together with their shared assets. their college days were busy , so busy infact that they stopped seeing each other for days on end to get work done. it caused a split in their relationship and there was no thread left to sow it back together.

it was no surprise that jeongin brought up the idea of breaking up with (m/n) , to which he objected.

(m/n) and jeongin were sitting on a beach , it was dark out and the sea smell filled their lungs. they were sitting side by side , (m/n)'s hand on jeongin's thigh, traveling upwards. "what are you doing.." jeongin asked , scooting. "feeling you up. what's wrong with that? i usually do it—" "not today (m/n)." jeongin interrupted , (m/n) looked at him like he was weird but said nothing. "i think we should take some time off." jeongin blurted. "time off of what?—' "this relationship" he said , (m/n) scrambled to his feet , the sand getting in-between his toes. "for what? were doing just fine!" he exclaimed. "were really not , (m/n)". jeongin said , getting onto his feet and crossing his arms. "we barely see each other , and it's getting uncomfortable living with you. i feel like were strangers." he admitted.

"then we can start seeing each other more!—" "NO!" jeongin hollered. "it's not that simple! that's hard for me (m/n)!" "how is it hard for you!?" they continued to argue , walking all across the beach and even near the sidewalk , (m/n) walked a little too far onto the road , and jeongin started hollering for him to move out of the way. but (m/n) walked with his ears covered and eyes closed like some idiot. "(M/N)! MOVE!" jeongin shouted. (m/n) couldn't hear him and stepped onto the road—

BAM !

—

"(M/N!)" jeongin shouted as he shot up from the bed , panting heavily. his wife awoke and began to ask him what's wrong , comforting him. jeongin pushed her arm away and went to the kitchen for some water. he grabbed a glass and turned on the faucet , letting the water flow into the cup , taking a sip.

jeongin put down his water and leaned against the counter , cupping his face. "fuck.." he said , ruffling his hair and emptying the cup into the drain , putting it into the sink.

he returned back to his bedroom to see his wife already asleep with a worried look on her face , he paid her no mind and just closed the door and got into bed. he laid there staring at the ceiling , listening to the clock from the living room tick.

tick. tick. tick. tick.

jeongin closed his eyes. trying not to let his memories relapse , he just wanted to sleep. to forget about (m/n).. but how could he? it was his fault he was dead. the truck hit (m/n) and it was his fault.

—

it was the day of (m/n)'s funeral , (m/n)'s mother was standing by his portrait , he had many guests coming to visit him. and of course , jeongin was there in his black tuxedo. he paid his respect and left the room quietly , going outside to sit on the steps. after a while of sitting there quietly , (m/n)'s mother came to sit right beside him , jeongin bowed towards her and they began to talk.

"he was a good man.. wasn't he? he was a little pushy but he was a good man.. that damned truck driver.." she said , tears flowing from her (e/c) eyes. jeongin patted her on the back ,

"yeah.. he was a good man."

a/n ; spent 3+ days in this bcuz writing is difficult ! i hope you guys enjoy it !

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

part 11 | part 12 | part 13 | part 14 | part 15 | part 16

“Thanks for lunch, babe.” Janelle said sweetly. “When are you gonna let me pay you back?” She winked.

Robaire chuckled. “Maybe next time we go out, I’ll let you get dessert.”

“Well, I could do that,” Janelle scooted closer and wrapped her arms around him, “or I could pay you back another way.”

“I mean, I could get my old—…” Robaire paused as he realized what she meant. “Oh. Ahhh—” His phone rang, saving him from the awkwardness. “Oh, I gotta take this. It’s probably important.” He picked up. “Hey, girl, hey.”

Janelle furrowed her brow. “Girl…?”

“Hey, Baby Bear.” Selina greeted him. “So I know it’s kinda short notice, but would you wanna come over and watch a movie tonight? It’s been a while since you’ve come over and Jesse won’t let me out of his sight cuz he’s a little…clingy.”

“It’s not clingy if I’m not following you into the bathroom.” Jesse narrowed his eyes from across the room.

“That sounds nice, Lina, but—”

“Who are you talking to, babe?” Janelle said loudly.

Selina paused. “Are you…with a girl right now?”

“Yeah, I don’t know if J—…if your boyfriend told you, but I started seeing this girl, Janelle. I met her on tour.” Robaire grinned at Janelle. “We kinda already had plans for tonight.”

“Janelle? Why don’t you—” Selina looked over her shoulder when she noticed Jesse frantically shaking his head. “Oh, ummmm…so I guess we’ll take a raincheck then.”

“Yeah, for sure. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Robaire nodded.

“Babe~” Janelle whined, tugging at his shirt a bit. “Pay attention to me now.”

“Ooh, it sounds like you picked a good one.” Selina raised an eyebrow.

“Shut up.” Robaire tried not to laugh. “She’s really sweet. I have to introduce you sometime.”

“I’ll look forward to it.” Selina said. “I’ll let you go now. Somebody’s tugging at my shirt and it’s not the two year old.” She glared at Jesse.

“That’s because he’s too small to reach your shirt.” Jesse rolled his eyes. “Also he’s preoccupied with those strawberries, but whatever. Hang up, I wanna talk to you.”

“And you wanted to poke fun at my girlfriend?” Robaire laughed at Jesse’s childishness.

“UGH, whatever.” Selina shook her head. “I’ll talk to you later.”

“Kay, have fun with the boys. Byeee.” Robaire hung up. “Sorry about that. I’m all yours now.”

“So who was that on the phone?” Janelle asked skeptically. “Was it your sister that you told me about?”

“No, my sister, Christine, is married.” Robaire reminded her. “That was my good friend, Selina. She wanted to hang out, but I told her I was with you so no biggie.”

“Selina…was she the one with that really bad overbite?” Janelle smirked a bit. “I think it’s really sweet that you stayed friends with her regardless.”

“Overbite?” Robaire looked at her in confusion. “OH, you must be thinking of my classmate from my highschool yearbook, Cecile Robinson. She got that fixed, by the way.” He shook his head. “Selina’s the one from that photo you asked about last time you were at my house. Y’know, the one we took on the beach last summer?”

“Oh, right. That Selina.” Janelle remembered. “The one with those gross stretch marks on her stomach. And the perfect everything else…” She muttered the last bit.

“Well, she does have a kid so the stretch marks are—” Robaire froze when he processed the rest of her statement. “Wait a second, are you jealous?”

“How can I not be?” Janelle batted her eyelashes sweetly. “You guys sound so close. Besides, I know I can trust you around her, but how do I know she won’t make a move on you? They say you can never trust a woman with a body like that.”

“Selina’s not like that. She’s, like, super duper taken. And very loyal.” Robaire assured her. “Plus, I know her boyfriend. They’re practically married, it’s all good. You have nothing to worry about.”

Janelle was quiet for a moment. She detangled herself from him and scooted away. “I mean, it’s fine really. I was gonna invite you over to my place tonight, but if you’d rather be with your friend—”

“No, wait, Janelle, I told her I was hanging out with you tonight.” Robaire grabbed her hand, but she wouldn’t look at him. “She’s just a close friend, nothing more. I swear.”

“I believe you, but…” Janelle bit her lip as she trailed off.

Robaire sighed. “If it really makes you uncomfortable, I’ll try and distance myself a little. I mean I’m still gonna see her, but just maybe not as often as before. Is…is that okay?”

“Well, I guess it’s a start.” Janelle finally looked at him. “I think it’s really cute that you’re trying though.” She smiled before kissing him.

Robaire gave her a lovesick grin. “So about your place tonight—”

“Oh, I just remembered my dishwasher is broken. The whole kitchen is flooded, it’s so embarrassing. The repair guy won’t be there until tomorrow.” She sighed. “How about a movie instead? We could get cheap tickets to a really empty one and sit in the back.”

“I like the way you think.” Robaire agreed before kissing her again.

———

“Okay, babe, what did you—” Selina froze when she noticed the look on Jesse’s face. “Jesse? Are you good?” She looked him up and down. “You’re making a face that usually means you either want me to put Marcel down for an early nap or you want me to get the prune juice.”

“It’s neither.” Jesse said quietly. “It’s about that Janelle girl. You kinda sounded like you were about to let him bring her over here.”

“Yeah, I was.” Selina shrugged. “I just wanted to get him over here, I kinda miss him.”

“About that.” Jesse averted eye contact. “I don’t like her. I mean, I don’t really know her, it’s not like we’ve ever spoken, but she just gives off bad vibes.”

“Are you telling me this because you’re worried about Robaire?” Selina crossed her arms. “Because he’s an adult, he can make his own decisions. Besides, if you’re really concerned, you can talk to him yourself.”

“No, it’s not that. Well, it kinda is, but I can’t talk to him until I have more than “bad vibes” as evidence.” Jesse shook his head. “My point was that I don’t really trust her with this secret. If it hadn’t been for that legal gag the label put on Beckett, we’d probably already be screwed already, but they can’t really do that to random girls we don’t like.”

Selina was quiet for a moment. “I guess that’s a fair point. We’re doing so well keeping this in our inner circle, we can’t just go trusting our best friend’s new girlfriend right off the bat.” She sighed. “I wanted to trust his judgement, but if you think we shouldn’t, then we won’t.”

“Thanks, Selina.” Jesse said with a bit of relief. “I just don’t think he’s thinking with his brain right now.”

A moment of silence passed between them.

“Mommy, I need more mawbewies.” Marcel called from the other room.

“What’s with this kid and strawberries lately?” Selina rolled her eyes as she opened the fridge. “It’s all he ever wants anymore.”

“You should just be glad he’s not eating crackers anymore.” Jesse shuddered. “I don’t think our couch will ever truly be clean again.”

[akirawonwoo]

Till we meet again

By: AkiraWonwoo

Word count: 1,920

Summary: Ralina May a woman with everything but somehow there is still something that missing in here life, like a void inside her heart. One day she met her long time friend Kim Mingyu or was it really him....

Warning: angst, illusions and getting hit by a car.

Note: This is my first ever story so please be easy on me. Sorry if there are grammar errors. If you want any requests I'm open to try and write them. Enjoy. Also Ralina May is my OC.

ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ (Horanghae)

It's dark. and I'm running away from it. It keeps on following me wherever I go. As I hear an eerie sound as if I'm being swallowed.

I screamed, “Please go away!”

“Please!”

But suddenly I saw a light that was calling my name. I slowly went close to it and felt so warm and safe like an embrace. However it abruptly ended. I woke up with tears on my face. It was a dream I always had but forgot instantly as soon as I woke up. But I must face the fact that I had to go back to reality and face another gloomy day. I got out of bed and got ready for work.

To whoever is reading this, My name is Ralina May, I’m 26 years old. I’m a writer in a newspaper company called “HYBE Papers”. This is a high paying and most sought after job. I should be happy, but somehow I’m not. I don't know why. For a woman like me having a high salary job and at the peak of my career should be happy right? But why do I feel like I’m missing something?

“Hey Ralina! Earth to Ralina'.' as my co-worker Mana shook me to get me out of my train of thoughts.

“Sorry I spaced out.”

I said, “Are you sure you're ok? Do you have a fever?.”

Mana started freaking out like always. Mana is my one and only friend that I had when I started working here.

“Come on now stop freaking out Mana, you should be more worried than me cuz I'm your boyfriend.”

Kenji said, Kenji is Mana’s boyfriend. They have been a couple for about 2 years. “Oh shut up she is my friend and she needs me, I’m like her sister you know”, Mana abruptly says.

Mana said as Kenji just sighed and continued eating, “I will just go outside and get some fresh air.” As I went outside the cafe and sat on a bench checking my phone. “Excuse me miss, is this seat taken?” Why does this voice sound familiar? I looked up “Is that you, Ralina?” I haven't seen you for a long time?” as he sat down beside me and I had a confused look on my face and he started talking again “I’m one of your classmates in highschool, the one who stayed with you when got locked up in the library” he said

(Flashback)

“Hey Ralina can you please do my assignment pretty please” one girl said as she shoved her books into my hands “You're such a good person to us, thank you very much Ralina~” as they left me in the library. I knew that they were fake friends to me but I still stuck with them thinking that they might change and not to feel lonely. “Well I better start now before the library closes” as I sigh and enter the library. I was doing a pile of assignments, but I didn't know that time passed by so fast. Then suddenly I heard a loud sound and I went to look at the entrance. It was locked and the librarian left already. But after I went back to get the books to continue the assignments I suddenly saw a guy with black hair who came out of nowhere.

“Hey, are you also trapped in the library? I'm also trapped too, my name is Kim Mingyu. What is your name?”. “I’m Ralina May” that's how I met him for the first time. He made me feel in company and he even joked around, he was different from the other people I met, he made me smile and laugh like never before.

(Flashback Ended)

“ Wait, are you, Mingyu?” He looked at me with a bright smile and said “YES! You still remember me, it's been a long time. How are you?” he asked. “Well I’m working in a broadcast company as a writer, how about you?". "Well I’m a high school basketball coach, it's really fun,” he said. I feel so happy when I’m around him. But suddenly my friend Mana and Kenji went out of the cafe “Hey Ralina we must go back to the office we have an emergency meeting” Mana said and she ran directly to me “Oh wait” as i looked behind me and saw that Mingyu wasn’t there as if he disappeared from thin air, “Come on now we will be late” Kenji said while calling for a taxi.

(Inside the Taxi)

Why did he disappear? Did I hallucinate again? Why do I feel sad and miss him? Why do I have so many questions? He is just a friend. “Hey Ralina, are you spacing out again? Keep yourself together cuz the one we will meet is one of the investors in the company franchise”

(We all got there and started the meeting and talked about the company franchise.) (The meeting ended)

“Ok everyone goodbye and see you all on Monday” said by the head manager. I said goodbye to my friends and went home. I’m still thinking about him. Kim Mingyu.

(Flashback)

“Hey Ralina, Good morning!” he said, I also did the same. We always walked together to school when going home. He also told me to leave my fake friends. He taught me a lot of things that I was afraid to pass through, he guided me through everything but it all had to end. My parents said I had to leave my hometown and go to the city to study in a new university. While I was done fixing my things, I texted Mingyu so I could meet him and inform him about everything.

*TEXT*

Ralina May: “Hey Mingyu, are you free right now? If you are, can I meet you in the school library?”

Kim Mingyu: “Oh Sure 😁”

So I went straight to the school library and waited for him. “Hey Ralina, I’m sorry I’m late. By the way, why did you call me here? Did something happen?” He said “ Well I called you here to tell you that tomorrow I will be leaving to study in the city.” Mingyu’s face went down for a moment but he smiled right away to show that he was ok and happy for me. “Oh is that so, that's really sad to hear. But still I'm happy for you. I will really miss you”. as he hugged me “Please come back whenever you will have school breaks and also stay in touch too, all right” he said showing his most heartwarming smile.

(Timeskip)

Finally it's school break. I must go back and visit my hometown, I feel so excited. I met my family again. But once I came to Mingyu’s house, someone else was living there and the last family that stayed there, left and sold this house to live in another place. I tried to call Mingyu but he didn’t answer, maybe he had someone else.

(Flashback Ended)

“Everyone we have a big announcement, Our company will have a 1 month break” as everybody cheered, “Finally the much awaited company break, are you excited?” Mana said. I nodded my head.

(Start of the Break)

I should buy something from the convenience store, as I was going there I saw Mingyu of all places. I tried to ignore him but he still saw me. “Hey Ralina, how nice to meet you again here, do you live near here?” he asked “Well uh yes, I was going to buy something, why are you here?” “Well I live near here, just need to buy some snacks too” as we both bought our things. He asked me if we could walk around the park nearby. Well, my answer was yes. “May I ask, why do you want to walk with me in the park?” I asked, “Well to talk about what happened in our lives because it's been a long time now.” “Don’t you have someone in your life?” “Oh no I don't, I'm still single, never had a girlfriend before, hahaha”. I looked at him and can help but miss the olden days when we are in high school.

(That’s when everything started, each and everyday we always talked to each other whenever we have free time, that's when we build a relationship together, he asked me out to the fireworks and he told me that he liked me ever since the day we became friends but he didn’t tell me before because he doesn't how to say it. He felt so relieved. We started to spend a lot of time together. I never felt so happy again. I thanked God that he made me have another chance to meet him again and all the dark memories I had were taken off my heart and replaced by his love and care. Till one day something unimaginable happen)

(1 years later)

I saw a letter on my table saying that I should go and meet Mingyu at the seaside, it was night time. Once I went there I saw Mingyu sitting in the sand and calling my attention. “Hey Ralina over here, isn’t the moon so beautiful as the star surrounds it. But you are more beautiful than those things” he said while hugging me as he admired me “You’re so cheesy you know, but anyways why did you call me here?” I looked at him and waited for him to answer, he sighed. I looked at him with a confused face. “Ralina I wanted to tell you that I have been long dead, I was hit by a car. I went to the city you were in because you haven’t called me for a long time, I saw you walking on a pedestrian line but there was a drunk driver that drove so fast in a red light and they were about to crash to you so i pushed you over the other side of the street, I woke and I knew that I was dead. I followed you to the hospital and they said that you had a concussion so maybe that's why you are seeing me.” I cried, as he wiped my tears and continued talking. “I was really shocked but maybe the angel gave me a chance to see you again and guide you so that you can heal from your sadness. I thought I would never see you and confess my feelings for you. Please don’t be sad anymore.” He embraced me so tight like it was his last time he would see me because it is.

“It's already time, Ralina”

“Please don’t leave me, I can't live without you Mingyu please stay a bit longer” as I held on to him as he kissed me one last time, little dots of light went up to the sky as he left something in my hands, it was a ring. That's when I realized and accepted everything that He was truly gone. I held the ring close to my heart and looked up at the sky.

(1 month later)

“Hey Ralina, you look so happy today and that ring you have in your hand looks so pretty. How did you get it?” Mana asked “I got it from someone special” as she looked at me mischievously, I smiled and went up to my office and started to write. A load has been lifted. I'm no longer sad anymore, maybe He got back and took it all away from me. Thank you Mingyu. I will never forget you.

•The End•

Note: Thank you for reaching this far i hope you liked it. If you have any requests please comment down thank you 😁 ఇ ◝‿◜ ఇ (Horanghae)

[beaker1636]

The Scavenger Hunt Pt. 6: First Time Meeting Your Family

“I don’t have to remind you where to go for this one right? Because you were there with us for this one, but I guess it probably didn’t mean as much to you as it did for me so maybe you don’t,” you mumble as you look at your sister, waving goodbye to Chris as he left the house at the same time that you did.

“I do remember, one, you invited me to move to town with you and I did, and two, I wanted to meet this guy that you always talked about.  I could tell that something was different this time, I can’t really explain it other than I could just tell that he meant something more to you than anyone else by the way that you talked.  And before you asked, yes, mom and dad flew in to be a part of all of this,” she says, making the drive towards the restaurant.  Both of you are quiet, enjoying the music for the time in the car, falling in a comfortable silence.

You smile to yourself when Another Life comes on the radio, turning it up slightly while you sing along.  You swear that this is a sign, having one of his songs playing randomly on the radio during the middle of all of this. Your sister had the same idea in her head, also wondering if it was the sign that her helping with this, giving him her permission to ask you was meant to be.

When you pull into the restaurant and walk in, your parents are already at a table, standing up to give both of you big hugs when they notice you and your sister.

“It has been way too long since we have been able to visit you, how are you?” Your sister asks you, giving you a huge hug before kissing the top of your head, just like she always did when you were a child.

“It has, I am so happy that you are here, that you are a part of whatever this thing is,” you answer back, unable to help the smile that is on your face.

“We couldn’t say no when he called us about this, we are so happy for you.  Now, let's sit down and have lunch.  You have a ways to go yet if I remember correctly,” you father says with a smile, giving you a hug before moving on to your sister as you all sit down.

“Yeah, he gave me a lot to get done apparently, even if I have no clue what all it is that I am supposed to do yet.  And clearly you are in on it because I see my letter and rose sitting there next to you.  Did he tell you what all is happening because Kayla swears he didn’t tell her much,” you say, glancing down at your menu.

“Oh we know all about this plan, but we have been sworn to secrecy.  All I will say is that it will all be worth it when you are done, promise.” Your mom says with a smile, telling the waitress her order while the rest of you decide what you want and order it as well.

“Of course you have been, everyone knows but me.  I swear that you better not be lying to me about it being worth it because I am starting to get really annoyed with this goose chase.  It is fun thinking about all the memories but I just want to see him already, I miss him so much,” you say softly, looking down at the table.

“Hey, no being sad today.  Why don’t we think of happy times, like when we first met him.  Remember how nervous you were about us meeting him? That somehow he would be scared away or that we wouldn’t like him?” Your sister asks, squeezing your hand in support of everything, reminding you that she is there for you.

“Oh god yeah, he was the first guy I introduced mom and dad to since highschool, of course I was worried that they wouldn’t approve.  No offense, but he doesn’t look like a guy most parents would want their daughters coming home with,” you respond with a laugh. “The tattooed, long haired rocker guy isn’t exactly what all fathers want for their little girls.”

“Nope, it isn’t.  But I could tell that he made you happy that first meeting, and I also could tell that he cared about you.  The way he looked at you, the way he still does.  I will admit that I was nervous at first, that he wouldn’t be able to take care of you with his job in the future but he’s proved me wrong.  I’m just happy to see you happy,” your father says, taking a sip of his water after.

“He does make me happy, and it makes me happy that you like him and approve of him.  I was very glad that day when you told me that you approved, I could tell that you were still hesitant but I like to think that he proved himself.  But to be fair, I had just moved out of state to come here, and then suddenly had a boyfriend a couple months later.  It was a lot of change and I can understand why as parents you might be protective,” you admit with a smile.

“And to make shit worse you two also announced that our other daughter was moving here with you, out of state and away from us.  It was hard, but you both have grown as adults here, we can tell you are happy away from the farm and doing your own things,” your mom says, her eyes meeting yours. “I have a feeling after today we are going to be visiting here a lot more.”  She winks at you, making you blush.

“I have a feeling I know what is going to happen when this is done, and if I am right I will be needing you to come out here more to help me with things if you can.” You say, thanking your waitress as she sets your plate down.

The four of you sit down and continue laughing and catching up while you eat your lunch, this being the first time in about 6 months that you have seen your family, you almost wish that you had more time with them but an hour later you have finished your lunch and your mother was handing your letter and rose to you with a smile.

“I don’t want to read it, I am not ready to leave the two of you,” you say softly, moving so that you can give your mom another hug.

“Trust me, we will be seeing you again soon.  Now read your letter, I have been waiting for this,” she says excitedly.  

Baby,

I hope you enjoyed getting to see your parents, I know you have been missing them and waiting for your vacation time to build up so that you could visit home again soon.  It only made sense that I made them a part of this day as close as you are with them.  I hope that you don’t mind I had nothing for you to do minus lunch here, but I wanted you to enjoy your time with them and get to focus on your time with them.

But to stick with our theme that is why I had you meet them there, choosing the place that I met them for the first time.  I know you were a bit nervous that day, but I was very anxious about it because I knew that you were very close with them.  I didn’t know what they would think, their small farm grown daughter coming home with the tattooed rocker.  I knew that I was probably not what they would prefer for you, so I was prepared to leave feeling defeated.

Instead your mom instantly greeted me with a hug, thanking me for making you happy and helping you adjust to life out here.  She made me feel like I was part of the family almost instantly, your dad on the other hand… Well, we warmed up to each other by the end of the meal.  

I wish you could have heard how excited they were when I planned this, when I called them with this idea and asked them to join us for this.  They were happy and booked a flight almost immediately, and when I met them last night to tell them all the details your dad gave me a huge hug and thanked me for all of this.  I never would have guessed that your dad would have responded how he did.  I wish I could tell you more but then it would be even more obvious what is going on.  I’m sure that you have already probably figured it out, because you are one of the smartest people I have ever met, but continue to humor me. 

Because there was no puzzle, this next step will be easy, I am just telling you where to go for the next location.  I want you to go to where you first met my found family, the guys.  They will be there with your next puzzle, and your next clue. 

I Love You, 

Ricky

“He said too much, god, is he trying to get caught?” You sister groans, rolling her eyes after hearing you read the letter out loud.

“Really, you think that I haven’t already figured out what is going on? I have, I am just waiting to see how it all goes the rest of the way, but I am pretty sure I know what he is doing.  And I must say, this is much better than I ever could have expected and wanted this to go if it is that,” you answer, nudging her shoulder with your own.

“Yeah, it probably is pretty obvious by now but just humor him honey.  He put a lot of thought and work into this for you,” your mom says, standing to give you another hug before she hands you the rose. Your dad gives you a hug as well before promising that he will see you in a little bit.

This rose reading, “I love how your family accepted me, made me a part of it without any questions when I met them.”

[mothxmoons]

One enthralling night

You find yourself gravitating to the man up the stairs, wanting to know more about the captain that your friend admires so much. He looks towards you and waved you over, as if he expected you to come over to him. He met you halfway, seemingly eager to talk to you, bowing slightly, a charming smile on his face.

“Hello, I assume you’re Chris’ roommate?” He said, taking your hand into his.

“The hallucination themself.” You joked, remembering what Chris had told you.

He chuckled as well, leaning against the railing. You could see your eyes in the reflection of his glasses, a strange choice to have inside a building.

“Chris talked about you a lot, all good things of course.” Wesker said, rolling his shoulders before relaxing once more against the railing.

“Chris talks about you a lot too, all good things.” You repeated with a smile, leaning against the railing next to him.

“Oh? Like what?” Wesker asked, leaning more towards you.

“That he really admires his captain, and wants to do things just like he does. Maybe be a captain himself one day.”

Wesker chuckled again, leaning back away from you, hands fiddling with the cup he had. He doesn’t seem to know what to do with them when he’s talking.

“I don’t doubt he’d be a captain one day, but maybe he should focus more on his own self.”

“I’ve been telling him that since highschool.” You scoffed with a smile, nodding along. Wesker looked down to you again at that.

“Since highschool? Known each other that long?”

“Yeah, he had to raise his little sister by himself since their parents died, and I’d help out when I could….even if it meant I didn’t get to do certain things in highschool.” You said, eyes softened when you looked back up to him. Wesker nodded, and let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“Well…I guess you could tell me about things Chris did in highschool then, hm?” Wesker replied after a short bit of silence, a grin forming on his, admittedly, handsome features.

“Oh I could tell you every embarrassing moment he had.” You said, a grin matching his. He laughed and offered his hand to you, you slowly took it. He squeezed your hand and led you over to a woman with short brown hair.

“Jill, I found Chris’ hallucinated roommate, and they’re willing to share embarrassing highschool stories about him.” Wesker called, Jill immediately dropping everything onto the table and speed walking over to you two. His hand was still tightly gripping your own.

“You must tell me everything.” Jill said, leaning close to you. You laughed at how close she was, she leaned back and laughed as well.

“Well there was this one time when he was taking Claire to her school and they had swapped backpacks on accident,” You started, thinking back to young Chris holding a smal, pink backpack with rainbows and a unicorn on it, “Don’t know he mixed them up, but no one let him live it down. Called him unicorn boy, glitter boy, girly, you name it, he’s been called it.”

Jill laughed at the thought of Chris walking around with a glittery backpack around school. Wesker smiled at your story.

“One time, he was late because he only got 2 hours of sleep once. His excuse was…if I remember correctly it was, “You can’t blame me, blame my evil crocodilian aunts!” Teacher did not want to hear about that.”

Jill was wheezing with how much she was laughing, leaning on the wall nearby.

Chris walked up to the three of you then, drink in hand.

“What are you guys up to?”

“I was about to tell them about that time you showed up to school in boxers.”

“You better not have-“

“You showed up to school in your boxers?!” Jill exclaimed, popping up from the wall.

“Shhh!” Chris hissed at her, waving his hands all about.

“Oh yeah, it’s your first time in the precinct, right? I can show you around!” Jill said, catching your attention, and the other two men’s as well.

“I think I should, you should have fun.” Wesker chimed in.

“They’re my roommate, I can show them!” Chris stated, all of them looking over to you.

[wh0refornikolailantsov]

*slams debit card on your desk* MORE HIGHSCHOOL AU *slams repeatedly* I NEED MORE HIGHSCHOOL BABIES *grabby hands* - Bestie xox

I- OKAY I GUESS, anything for you the light of my life

Between Classes And The Bell: For One Night Only - Tolya Yul Bataar.

Content Warnings: High School Premise. I Don't Know What To Put For This One Honestly, Just High School Drama Club Fluffy Shit. Not Proof/Beta Read. Possibly Explicit Language, I Do Not Remember.

So I have been under the weather to say the least, but I am feeling a little better so this one is only a short one but enjoy xx

Highschool AU Masterlist

"Is this the part where you say I cannot believe you dragged me into this?" You ask.

"You did not drag me into this," Tolya reassures you. "I want to be here."

"You sure?" You check. He nudges your shoulder.

"I need to see this finale Wylan was talking about," Tolya says, "I think there is going to be regret for allowing him to do it."

"I'm not convinced he is allowed, I think he might just be doing it anyway," you laugh.

You can see Wylan to the side, hanging in the wings, Jesper is pacing around making sure everyone is where they need to be. Jesper spots his boyfriend and pulls him into a goodluck kiss.

"I think it's going to be fantastic," you look away from Jesper and Wylan, giving them some privacy in this moment even though you're sure Jesper wouldn't mind, you've seen him make quite the show of his Wylan. Any opportunity to show him off and he does, the genius, the musician, potential arsonist.

You watch Tolya disappear to grab you both refreshments and you recieve a gentle elbow to the ribs. You whip your head around to be met with Nadia's gleaming smile. "So," she coaxes, gentle but commanding at the same time, "tell me everything."

"Everything?" You punctuate the single word question with confusion in every syllable, genuinely unaware of what she is wanting from you.

"You and Tolya," she continues, "don't spare me the details." Nadia throws a quick look over her shoulder to Tamar who is sipping on her Sprite. "Okay maybe spare me some details for Tamar's sake but spill," she extenuates the last letters with a drone and finishes with that oh so eager grin.

"Babe," Tamar says, moving her ice around her cup with her straw, "there's not going to be any real details to tell. Tolya doesn't really... do that."

Nadia's frown is all confusion and no judgement. "Doesn't do that?" Nadia asks. "Like at all?"

"Intimacy, romance, they're not really his thing," Tamar says as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. "He prefers books."

Nadia looks to you, like she is expecting some kind of reaction, but you shrug. "Tamar isn't wrong," you don't want to put labels to it, especially with the way Tolya hasn't done that for himself, so you just shrug, "his interests lay more in companionship, good company, debates on if Haiku's are a talent or a mediocrity." You can tell what Nadia wants to ask, but she cannot find the right words to ask it, how can someone ask if that bothers you without sounding like an insensitive prick? So you save her the indignity of trying. "I think that just makes me like him more, knowing he isn't spending time with me for the wrong reasons, knowing that he really just likes my company."

"And you don't... find yourself wanting more?" Nadia asks. Tamar herself leans in a little at this, she doesn't doubt you, and your genuine feelings for her brother, but that little bit of big sister concern has her needing to hear your answer.

You shake your head. "I like what Tolya and I have," you say honestly, "I want nothing more than anything he wants, and I'm just grateful that he sees the same thing in me that I see in him."

"They're an unconventional couple," Tamar shrugs, "but Tolya is an unconventional guy, I thought he wouldn't ever bother dating because of his preference of romance in poetry than in real life. But I am glad he found you," Tamar gives you a smile, "it's nice that he has someone that gets him."

"Its nice that someone gets me," you admit.

"It also keeps the cheerleaders off him which is honestly a win," Tamar says, "if I had to lecture one more flyer about how not every jock wants- Oh did you get me a pretzel," Tamar asks Tolya as he returns.

"Do you think so little of me?" He asks, handing his sister the salted pretzel.

"I wasn't sure if you could get back from the refreshments without eating all my snacks," she teases before throwing an arm around Nadia.

"Sorry for the wait," Tolya slips back into his seat besides you, "the queue was dreadful."

"You don't come to these things," Nina points out leaning on the back of your chair to drop in on the conversation, "you want snacks, you get them earlier or you're queueing until half time Tree."

"Nina," Matthias says, he doesn't give any more of a scolding than the way he says her name but it's enough for her to suck in her cheeks and quieten herself.

"Sorry," she mouths and then quietly adds, "he is missing the cold weather, makes him extra frosty."

"I am not... frosty," Matthias insists. You bite your lip to curb your laugh.

"You look happy," Tolya muses.

"I am happy," you assure him as the show starts.

The show itself was great, Jesper was filled with energy and charisma, soaking up the limelight as always, and the technical and practical effects were at an all time high, right up to the moment they set the sprinklers and the fire alarm off.

You're choking back laughter, stood in the cool evening air as the teachers are checking that nothing really caught fire. You can see Jesper and Wylan having an enthused if not slightly heated conversation about prop placement in relation to fire safety. It's not until you catch Wylan saying "blame Kuwei," that you get the true gist of the conversation.

"Kids like twelve Wylan," Jesper laughs.

"Just blame him," Wylan says, arms crossed, half sulking.

"You always want to blame him," Jesper notes, pulling his boyfriend closer by the collar.

"Because, somehow, it's always his fault," Wylan insists, but all true annoyance is waning with his increased proximity to Jesper.

"Eventful evening," Tolya says, taking his eyes off Tamar as she pulls Nadia into the shadows to spend some of the waiting time in closer quarters.

"I said it would be," you smile. "Have you had fun at least?"

"Yeah," he assures you, eyes almost completely golden in the low light, "I always have fun when I'm with you."

[antisatiric]

"tell me a story."

"Way to put a guy on the spot!"

He doesn't mean it. Even setting aside the fact that he enjoys stuff like this in general, Twain has a lot of stories to tell, most of which don't even belong to him firsthand. And most of them are about Earth, which he hasn't quite stopped missing since he found himself down here in the first place.

Not that he hates it here. It's just different, in the same way the ocean is different from the sky.

"Kiddin'. At your service, or whatever---when it comes to stories, I mean. I've seriously got a lot I can think of off the top of my head; that's what happens when you get to know a lotta people pretty well I guess. I wanted to write a book when I was alive about everyone's experiences but, y'know, things turned a little south and I took a bullet to the brain before I ever got the chance. Don't think it'd sell too well. Anyway, that's not the story."

He laughs good-heartedly, waving a dismissive hand.

"This is the story. It's about a girl and a duck pond; I heard it from her so you'll hafta excuse me if I don't remember all the details. Anyway, I was somewhere up in the Midwest---South Dakota, I think---when I stayed a couple nights with a woman who lived by herself out on the outskirts of a town I was stoppin' by in to try an' track my sister down. She must've been around 50 or somethin' but I didn't ask, honestly.

"We didn't really chat much the first day I met her. I was tired, I needed a place to stay, and the local motel's rooms were flooded so I figured I'd ask around if anyone had an extra room. Everyone else turned me away, which I guess is pretty understandable. I coulda been a murderer. I was, actually, by that point. I think I'd just turned 18 and I'd already taken a good few hits. But this woman, haha, she caught me in the parkin' lot of a local pizza place that was about to shut down an' said she had an extra bed in her house I was welcome to use.

"She didn't tell me her name. Didn't tell her mine, either---the job, an' all that. And like I said, not much talkin' happened at first. It was the next day we actually found ourselves sharin' space. I went out back---and she had one of those yards without walls so you couldn't hardly tell where her property ended and the woods started---'cause I hate bein' inside on a good day, and she was there sittin' with her feet in a dirty-ass puddle of a pond. It was honestly kinda sad. I joined her anyway.

"She told me she got married out here by the pond. It used to be bigger, apparently. Her and her husband met at the duck pond before there was anything out here, and they'd sit right at the edge and throw bread---which, y'know, is bad for ducks so they probably weren't doin' a whole lotta good---and argue with eachother over who the ducks like best. Then when they were in highschool the latest family of ducks that came there for water 'n such, his dad killed the mom, and all these orphaned baby ducks kept followin' him around 'cause he got there first. So he put together a little duck coop around the pond and the two of 'em raised baby ducks. Then they grew up and had eggs and he asked her out."

Twain pauses here, a contemplative silence.

"... So, they got married and built a house nearby, obviously. But he got sick and eventually died young, and the town started to expand so there were less 'n less ducks comin' by, and I was there in the off-season anyway so I wasn't likely to see 'em. I said that was fine. She took me inside to show me, just---well, the most pictures I've ever seen of the same place, honestly. And then suddenly we were thick as thieves, and she told me she always wished she woulda had a kid like me to show this stuff to. Or tell it to. I didn't have the heart to tell her I wasn't a very good man.

"I stayed for four days. Then I left. And she stopped me on my way out---she said. Well. She said 'thank you for lettin' me talk all about the past'. I told her I didn't mind. I liked hearin' about that stuff. She gave me a picture she took of her and her husband when they were in highschool with all these little ducks and told me to do what I wanted with it. So I held onto it. 'Til the day I died, actually."

Having told a story that would have been considered uneventful by most metrics, Twain smiles brightly, like he's been remembering the best thing in the world.

"That's my favorite kinda story. The stuff that's happened to me is all well and good, but I'm just another dime-a-dozen guy with some kinda tragic past who turned to the wrong profession. But that kinda person; I think her life means somethin'."

(The problem, of course, with being a storyteller, is that everyone and everything's life tends to mean something except your own.)

preacher's daughter. / accepting.

[blinkvlink]

can u tell me a little about Helena's dad? I'm intrigued on what your version of Rook is like 👁

omg YES!!! i LOVE talking about Rook. I'm not even joking he is probably in my top 5 characters in TWC even though we know next to nothing about him LOLL

anyway! thank you so much for the ask and i would love to hear your answer for this as well!!

So first of all, while everyone calls him Rook, in my canon his real name is Hamed Hawks (His last name belongs to his adoptive parents who were British, as the Wayhaven in mind is in England.) He gave Helena her second name which is Aziza. He and his sister managed to keep a cultural connection to their roots with the help of each other and they learned Arabic when they were in highschool.

His personality is very close to the canon for me.

He was extremely friendly (he could befriend anyone, really), kind of a goofball and a bit of a little shit, lowkey sarcastic. He just enjoyed messing with people in a light-hearted way. He was extremely stubborn though, if he set his eye on something he would get it.

He was good with people, could talk anyone out of anything but when he met with very shitty people he would just use his humour and charm to drive them crazy, would remain calm even when the person in front of them stared foaming in the mouth (*cough cough* with the mayor for example *cough*)

He was bit of a nerd in my mind lol. If we did the stat thing for him like with the detective his 2nd skill would be Deduction/Knowledge. He really enjoyed movies like Back to the Future and the Alien. He messed with poetry and writing a lot, always scribbled his thoughts on paper (Helena later finds 2 journals that belong to him full of little poems and just journal entries) He also enjoyed gardening and cooking but he wasn't good at it the way his sister was. (After he met Rebecca and learned her favourite flower were hydrangeas, he set his mind to it and actually started to raise hydrangeas to give her and continued to do so in their garden after they got married.)

If he wasn't a detective he would be a Philosophy or English Teacher.

His dinamic with Rebecca was very similar to what Helena's and Adam's dinamic is now with Helena being a lot like Rook and Adam being like Rebecca. But he was much more talkative than Helena ever was/is and would crack jokes every minute or so,. While he would see Rebecca roll her eyes or just gave him a stoic face after another quip he would catch the way she smirked when she thought he wasn't looking or he would catch her staring at him when she thought he wasn't seeing. But whenever he made a move, she would just push him away. He knew for a fact that she felt the same way, but he never really pushed her or pressured her. He was just relentlessly friendly and flirty with her and was determined to break down her walls, which he managed, much to his relief. I imagine him as such a soft lover. Kind of a mixture of N and F. Very affectionate and expressive. His love language is literally all of them. Every single one.

He felt a lot of guilt back in the day because Rebecca ended her relationship with her parents because they didn't approve of their love or marriage. He was a pretty laid-back guy overall but he would go absouletly apeshit if people messed with the people he cared about. Which is why he cussed both of her parents out when Rebecca tried to rekindle her relationship with them after Helena's birth and they called his kid a 'disgrace.'

He loved being a family guy.. He just loved it. He would often read Helena to sleep, sing her lullabies...He would have happily left his job to be a stay home dad and take care of Helena while Rebecca worked, but he...kinda died before he could act on that thought LMAOO im sorry.

He was destroyed when his sister died. That was probably the lowest point in his life and when Rebecca actually had to step up and take him out of the pit he had fallen in.

There is NO WAY he would ever hide anything from Helena. He would tell her everything about the supernatural world. He would know better than to keep her in the dark. And if he was alive to see the way his kid was getting treated lemme tell you he would be SO FUCKING mad. He would be furious with Rebecca, first of all, that she would pull away from their daughter so much to the point she attempted suicide. And he would actually fight Adam bc while he understands people like him, his relationship with Rebecca never got to the point of being painful. If he saw...IF HE SAW THE WAY ADAM PLAYED WITH HIS AZIZA THAT VAMPIRE WOULD NOT LIVE TO SEE ANOTHER DAY.

But seriously, he would be so heartbroken if he saw his wife and daughter in that state. He would be utterly destroyed and extremely disappointed in Rebecca.

God...i'm sorry but both me and Helena lowkey wish that Rook was the surviving parent :/. The fact that the detective would probably have a x100 better life if she was the one to die is insane.

Anyway! I miss this man that neither I or Helena ever met before :(. I genuienly want there to be a scene where we get to talk to him or see him.

Lastly! Here are picrews of Hamed (Rook), Helena and Rebecca!

Anyway!! THANKS SO MUCH FOR THE ASK THIS HAS BEEN SO MUCH FUN!! <33333

[penseesauvage]

7, 16, 20 and 22 for the ask game😊

Tyyy 🖤

. How old are you ? I'm nineteen years old (born in June 2004)

. Do you have any tattos ? If not, would you like to ? I don't have any tattos yet, but maybe I would like to have one. All I need is enough money and to overcome my fear of pain, which is almost impossible.

. What's your relationship statues ? I'm single : never been kissed before (except one time in elementary school but that guy forced me to do it) and never been in a relationship prior. I still haven't hold hands ! When I was a teenager, guys at my school disgusted me. They acted not only immature (we were all immatures as fuck in middle school), but absolutely mean and gross. That, and during this period, I had a lot of shit to deal with (horrible stepmother, performance anxiety, bullying from other classmates), so having a boyfriend will complicate it more. Highschool was easier to me, as most of us gain with maturity, but finding love still wasn't a priority. But now, seeing most of my friends in happy and healthy relationships made me realise how much I crave for someone to hold me in their arms, to tell me they love me for who I am, to kiss me until I lose my breath, etc. I don't really go out unless it's with my friends or at the library or at the record store, the two places I love going to, so I don't meet that much of new persons. Also I am extremely shy and anxious when I fall in love : that happened only once, last year. This guy, Oscar, not only looked so beautiful to my heart, with his freckles and big brown eyes and gorgeous smile, but he was also one of the shyest person I have met. They were a few people at uni that were able to talk to him actually. I was one of them, and it was for an English project. Before starting it, he told me that with our arguments (it was a debate), we would complete each other. That melted my heart. After that project, our only interactions were eye contacts during lectures, because none of us tried to make a move. Sadly, Oscar left my uni (he probably paused his cursus for a year and will comeback, I hope), and I'm trying to forget about him as I think he doesn't love me back, but I'm still not over him. It was like being heartbroken without being in a relationship. As I'm still young, I tell myself that one day, I will found THAT one person that would make me giggling, kicing my feet in the hair when I think about them.

. Best memory you could think of ? Out all of the good memories I have, the best so far might be my sister's birth. When I first hold her in my arms, I cried of joy : after my mom's passing due to cancer, she combled a bit the void I had in my heart. I was singing to her a song my mom used to sing me when I was a child, and SHE SMILED. Thinking about it is still making me emotional. To this day, my sister is one of my best confidents and one of my comfort persons : just seeing her makes me happy.

[moe-broey]

You know I have a very specific and very personal reason I'm so opposed to Alfonse and Veronica as a romantic pairing and it's 100% based in projection like.

Yeah yeah yeah we can speculate and estimate ages whatever whatever, we know Alfonse and Sharena are considered adults via dialogue from Book 4 ("It's been at least ten years since we were children") and I've heard Bridal (Dress Up. I like to believe she's playing dress up w her lesbian moms) Sanaki has a dialogue about Veronica currently being around her age (12-13) (Veronica is a little older now I think most recent Book but that's besides the point I'm talking when they first met -- which honestly could have been earlier pre-events that have occurred in the story but we don't know that).

But where it gets really specific Is: I'm the youngest in my family I would constantly tag along with my older siblings who were in high school when I was 12-13 and well. Wouldn't it just be fucking weird????????? Like I'm imagining even as I am now, someone from my sisters' friend group in highschool deciding "Oh yeah no he's kinda cute actually" but the Guy In Question (me) was literally 12 when they met me. Like. Yeah I'm a completely different person (comes w growing up and transing your gender) but that's still weird. Right??????? Like especially if you're a long time friend like that like. Motherfucker would have watched me grow up. Weird as shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[merlynsthoughts]

1st post: backstabbing bimbos

Hello reader,

It is mother merlyn. This blog is for my thoughts and opioions on the world and ofc everyone's favorite thoughts about others. 

Today's topic is some bitches I used to go to Highschool YEARS ago. I know petty and vindictive. They are man stealing cunts. YES, with a big C. You don't take my mans (YES FUCKING PLURAL YOU DUMB BITCHES) (sorry not sorry) and not be talked about until the day that I'm laid to rest whenever that might be. I will in fact live for ever. 

1st dumbass CUNT: Her name, lets call her deb. 

    Deb like to complain how no one wanted her. Well no shit. When you act like a racist self entitled hoe people are bound to not like you. If you truly try you maybe can gain a personality instead of trying to gain an ass. Sweetie you will never gain one. You have no tits either. So when my first boyfriend freshman year (lets call him mark) mark and I started dating she was talking and flaunting her nonexistent goods in front of him. I admit I was talking about him too much. It was my first proper boyfriend after my mini fling in the summer between 8th grade and freshman year. That twat was actually how I met mark. He was also my first but that another post if I feel up to it.  Mark took the bait. WHY WOULD THAT MAN FUCK THAT OUTIE VAGINA HAVING HARLOT????? well he got aids idk how she only fucked one guy. It was before but she used a condom (how do i know??? given I WAS her friend i had the privilege to know every single detail). It might have been her drug use idk. hope she is dead in a crack den.

2nd Hoe bag: his name, lets call him yes him alex.

    I get he is gay. I am an ally to the core. He targeted my second man STRAIGHT after deb.... my second freshman year boyfriend (lets call him jake). Jake was open about his pansexuality.  So this little queer decided to you know fuck him. Jake and I just had sex. Then I told my girls yk. So alex was like if merlyn could get jake i could. Welp he did. I think im very hot. I can get hot man after hot man. I thought that none of those harlots could get normal, rich, well put together men. Alex's ass fell out I MEAN FELL OUT OF THE HOLE. Yess all these men have huge giant horse size cocks. what can i say i like my men hung and full of cum. I have needed to sit on ice from time to time. While dating these men i may have gotten vagina tightening surgery but I like to be (like cupcake says) tight as a virgin boy dont get nervous. Jake did apologize which i thought oh yea hes changed. THEN HE FUCKS ALEX AGAIN both caught crabs from the threesome they had with some other bitch (hope she died when she got hit by that garbage truck after graduation. Havent heard much since. She was never a friend. I hope jake is rotting in that jail cell after he rp'd that 13 girl. But rich people. I guess alex has the ass that turns people into psychos. Like (lets call him jacob) jacob he strangled (lets call her alice) alice (alex's twin sister) she made a joke about one of his exs (who shot his mom). These were all MEN they may have been in hs BUT THEY LOOKED AND ACTED LIKE MEN unless they are cheated on me.

3rd Final Girl: Her name (lets call her gia) gia

    GIA. Girl survived her own horror movie. her dad strangled her mother and her sister shot the dad while the dad was in the midst of strangling her mom. No true hate to her. Its just a mini yap session about this dumb cunt. She didnt sleep with any of my men cause she knew what I did to those skanks (one secret ill never tell). she has her dumbass bitch moments. I love her.

Good bye for now pookies 🥰

[jamiec860]

Debut back to life

I haven't made a post on my own in 6 years. It's not like I have a following, so I want to think of this as like a diary in a way. So much has changed in my life in the past 6 years that I don't know what a normal year is suppose to look like.

I am 23 now. It feels really weird being an adult. It feels weird mostly when you have a bunch of unresolved childhood trauma and your mind is still in a highschool mind set. I've found myself really wondering what's the point in life. What's the point in living? No, like really? What is the point? Do people just live for other people, just to make sure those people won't be sad and lonely? Well I'm sad and lonely and I don't really see anyone trying to keep themselves alive for me.

Wow that sounded really selfish, but that's what I want to be lately. Selfish. I've been a chronic people pleaser for so long, it's like it's engrained into my DNA. I have to be happy because if I'm not, then it makes other people feel uncomfortable. So then I isolate myself, but when you're not around to people please, people just easily forget about you. Gosh I think I'm just babbling at this point. Let me move on.

My brother died at the beginning of 2018. It hurts still. I felt like I was never allowed to properly grieve because I had to stay strong for my sister and my mother. If I cried, it wasn't around them. I was silently suffering. I had a panic attack at his funeral. I didn't want to see him like that. My brother was the strongest person I knew. He really loved and cared about me, but I knew he wasn't a saint. When people talked about him at his funeral, it felt weird hearing people saying things that weren't entirely true but honestly I don't remember much as my mind was so fuzzy. 5 years later, I haven't visited his grave in a long time. I'm not entirely sure why but I just don't really even think about it much even though I've been missing him more lately.

3 days after my brother's death, the guy I was dating at the time, came over to my house while my parents were away. It was Valentines Day and I thought I could have a nice day with my first real boyfriend. I was wrong. I don't want to say I was sexually assaulted, I wanted to have sex with him, but just not the type of sex we had that night. I remember he came to my house and pushed his way in. The stairs to the upper floor are right in front of the front door. I remember him pushing me down onto the stairs, choking me with one hand while the other hand went for my underwear. The front door was wide open, so if anyone was passing, they could've seen what was happening. Afraid that my neighbor would call the police, I pushed him (we'll call him J) away and shut the front door quickly. I ran up the stairs but he grabbed me and pushed me onto the couch in the living room. I knew he liked rough sex but this day just felt wrong. He didn't say a word. His normally green eyes, were so dark that night. I fought back against him but I think he thought it was game. I remember him putting his fingers inside of me and it hurt, it hurt really bad. His hand was on my throat again and if they weren't there, then they were holding wrists. He pulled me to my room and I just wanted the night to be over, so I had sex with him. I don't remember much before he left, but I remember when he did, I went to the bathroom and saw the bruises all over my body. My neck, my chest, my stomach and my thighs. I do remember smiling through some tears, believing my boyfriend loved me and rough sex was normal. That was my first Valentines Day with a boyfriend. 3 days after my brother has died.

This same boyfriend, then cheated on me on my birthday. When I found out, he gaslighted me into believing it was just in my head. That the girl who was calling his phone, was just a friend from school. Nope. He had downloaded Tinder and met her there. He brought her to his dorm room (he had never brought me there) and had sex with her while she was on her period. I remember her taunting me. I had just turned 18 and I didn't know what to think about anything. I broke up with him of course, but he slept in front of my house in his car almost every night. I threatened to call the police but he knew I wouldn't as I didn't want my mom to know. He would say if I blocked him, he was just knock on my door and talk to my mom. He knew how to manipulate me, how to get under my skin. Thankfully, he didn't really pay attention to me after I graduated high school. He had moved onto the next girl.

February of 2019, I was in the mindset of wanting to give a nice guy a try. I was always a cheerer for the underdog, so I wanted to know what it was like to have a guy like me more than I liked him. I had worked at a hotel and my supervisor and I were really close. I always had mommy issues so I would attach myself to older women to feel some sort of connection. That supervisor had a son and I knew he liked me and I had somewhat liked him. I didn't find him to be the most handsomest but he was really sweet. I remember her giving me his number and I took weeks to actually text him. When I did though, it was literally the start to a whole new life for me. He picked me up from a friend's and we went to dinner at this restaurant that closed down a few months later. I remember I was wearing something so lazy. I was wearing my You Matter 2019 Valentines Day hoodie and some black leggings. He always brought up how adorable I looked. After dinner we walked and talked the night away. He was so sweet and respectful. He didn't even kiss me that night. February 19th, is the day he asked me to be his girlfriend, it was also the night we had our first kiss. I believe it was about 4 days after our first date which now seemed a bit rushed but I liked him so I didn't care. That night he had told me he was a virgin. I kind of figured but it still shocked me as he was 6 years older than me. I was scared because I thought I was going to break his heart and I also thought he was "small". But like I said before, I really liked this guy and I didn't want that to stop what we had going on. We did not have sex that night. The first time Z and I had sex, we had gone on a date and he had showed me this beautiful little town in Massachusetts. I had never been treated so well by a guy before so I felt like I was on cloud nine. Anyways, we went back to my house when no one was home and I took his virginity. It was a great experience for the both of us and I was so honored that I was the one he wanted to share that experience with.We dated for a year and 6 months. It was probably, the best year of my life. I was so happy. I had never felt so beautiful. He made me feel like I could rule the world. He put a ring on my finger and I thought I had found my forever person.

Then Covid happened.

Our relationship did sadly take a turn for the worst. His mom (my supervisor) was immune compromised so we didn't see each other often. It hurt. When we did see each other, it just felt like he was there for sex and nothing else and it took a toll on me. I still loved him and we talked every single day but my depression was getting worse and I made the biggest mistake of my life. I still regret it to this day breaking up with him. It wasn't his fault a fucking pandemic was taking over the world. I mean there were other factors as to why I decided to end the relationship but I knew I only wanted to take a break. I took too long. I took him for granted. He loved me. I know he did and he did his best to love me but I pushed him away.

2021 came around. I had an abortion in June of that year. Z was the father. It ruined whatever hope I had for that relationship. His mother, the person I attached myself to lest then 2 years ago, pressured me into it. All I wanted was to marry her son, have his children and live a happy life with him. She helped me plan a wedding that never happened. I felt as if I had lost my family. I haven't talked to Z in almost 2 years now.

My relationship with my mother was never great. I was a product of an affair. My father was married to another woman at the time and I do in the back of my head believed my mother had me to keep him around. My mother and I were never really close. When I was a kid, I remember sleeping in her bed until my sister came to live with us when I turned 9. My mother really shifted then. She met a man and got married to him. I loved my stepdad but I do feel like because of him, I felt disconnected from my mother. I felt that disconnection well into my teen years up until I was at a point that I didn't want a relationship with her. I stole money from her purse from time to time. I probably did it for attention but I also feel like I did it because I was a teenager and I wanted to hang out with my friends and have money to do things. I will never forget when I was 13, one of her gold watches went missing and she accused me first. I used to wear watches because I wanted to be like my mom, we finally shared a common interest. After that incident, I never wore a watch again. She accused me, called me names, came to my school and had the teachers interrogate my friends. Of course, no one knew anything about the watch as I only wore a cheap pink one to school. I remember the teachers calling my a thief, my school wasn't the best but I'll talk about them another time. My mother had kicked me out of the house and sent me to stay with my sister for 3 days. I didn't know what to do and I hate the feeling of being hopeless. When my mother finally picked me up, I will never forget what she said to me. She had called me a liar and that if my stepdad were ever to have molested me, she wouldn't even believe me and that I better not ruin her marriage. I lost respect for my own mother that day. I was 13. A few days later, she found her watch under her bed. She never said sorry.

I think I'm done for now. It's about to be 4am and there's so much more to unpack that I want to get off of my chest. I know no one is really going to read this, but it feels nice to actually be able to put my trauma into words instead of it just brewing in my head.

Thank you for your time.