#but uh. good luck with your friend and tell your sister to get off facebook

[deadpanwalking]

the one (1) other jew i know in this city and that i have been maintaining a friendship with through mostly network-based alliance will not stop complaining about how little he thinks the students at the protests actually believe in palestinian freedom while he himself seems to believe everyone talking about palestine is at least a covert antisemite. he keeps bringing this up around me as if he expects me to agree. your tags the other day about jewish fragility really hit the spot but idk if i can tell him that without him disintegrating into dust and/or facebook messaging my sister to tell her im a self hater

The reason I'm not talking about intercommunity issues on this platform is because no matter how articulate I am about precisely why I am so disturbed, antisemites will jump on anything I say as some kind of tacit admission of (((cultural))) decay. Seriously, think about it for more than a second—if the wrong gentile got their hands on an expression like “Jewish fragility”, they'd be deploying it early, often, and in the worst contexts imaginable. Meanwhile, Zionists will go into conniptions about how I'm a kapo who got kicked out of Hebrew school before I could seal the deal with a bat mitzvah. Anyway, I know you probably aren't trying to bait me, but that's where we are now. If you do ever find some tactful way to broach the topic, let me know.

[slashscowboyboots]

The Blackboard Jungle: Amarillo by Morning (Part 2)

Part 1

I think I can get all of this out by Christmas (if my Internet doesn’t take a shit like it has the last two days).  Thank you for your great feedback

Tag list @izzysdenimjacket​ @no-stone-no-bone​ @sexcoffeeandrockandroll @awrestlinggirlwholoves80sbands ​ @smokeandmirrorz ​ @sodalitefully ​ @roger-taylors-car ​ @harley-m-rose ​ @whisperess33 ​ @shawolat​ ​ @80snikki @rumoured-whispers

Warnings: asshole alert, more stuff coming out of the kids, fanfic smut.  All credit to the songwriters and I hope Ian Ziering is having a good time wherever he is

“Is tonight the night?” you wondered, glancing at your hair and smoothing your dress in the mirror.  You were getting ready to go out on a date tonight, possibly with your soulmate.  Someone named Ian Ziering.

No, not the actor.  He was actually a friend of yours, since you’d contacted him on Facebook, dming him a photo of your arm and asking if he had a tattoo of your name.  He sent back a picture of “Hortensia” boldly inked between his shoulder blades and the two of you commiserated for hours.

Eventually, though, love struck.  Ian invited you to be his guest at his latest “Sharknado” premiere, and you ended up seated next to a stunningly pretty actress carrying a flask in her purse, and as the two of you imbibed, she spilled the tea on everyone in Hollywood, delicious and hot and fresh.  

More than a little drunk, you asked her what her soulmate mark was, and she pulled her dress up her thigh to reveal the initials “I. A. Z.,” which made you collapse into stupefied giggles.

“Heeeeyyyy, Sia,” you slurred, snickering loud enough people turned around and stared, “heeeeyy, you gotta meet my friend.”

Ian had Facetimed you, saying that someone had reached out to him saying that he had the same name as him, although he wasn’t a member of Ian’s family.  When he realized this Ian only lived an hour from you, he immediately got in touch.

“Maybe he’s the one,” he said, hope visible in his icy blue eyes.  “Do you want me to set you up with him?”

“Sure,” you replied.  It was completely pointless to carry a torch for Jeff Isbell, his initials didn’t match up with your marking, although he was completely under your skin.  He’d bought you two cases of paste, as well as a sour cherry scone from the bakery across from the school, and because his room was next to yours, you frequently consolidated your classes, often with eye-opening results.

“Miss Teacher,” one of his students said, and you bent down to her.  “I gotta birfmark.”  She removed her shoe, then yanked her sock off and held out her right foot, proudly displaying the TAD decorating the top of it.

“Oh, you said, squatting next to her, “T. A. D.”

She drew her head back, her tiny face creasing in disgust at your horrifying ignorance.  “No, that’s Tad, Miss Teacher.  I can read, you know.”

You were immediately apologetic.  “Oh, yes, of course, um-?”

“Mari,” Jeff gently provided.

“Did you call me?” one of your pupils asked, and you looked into Tad Wilson’s huge brown eyes.

“Uh, no, honey, I didn’t,” and before you could say anything else, Mari lunged her still naked foot at him.

“I got your name on my foot,” she said.  “It’s a birfmark.  You got one?”

Tad blinked at her, then yanked up his shirt.  Over his heart was a small but intricate swallowtail butterfly.

Jeff gasped.  “It-no, it can’t be.  That’s unbelievable.”

You looked at him, his face visibly paler and his eyes enormous.  “What’s unbelievable?”

“Her name-her name is Mariposa.”

“You’re kidding.”

“No, I’m not.”

“That’s me,” Mari giggled, touching the butterfly and making Tad blush.  “Can I hug you?”

He pulled his shirt down and held out his arms.  “Sure.”  They pulled each other into a sweet embrace, and Jeff sat down at his desk and rubbed his hands against his face.

“That would’ve made my life easier,” he muttered.

You watched the two kids giggle and twirl each other around, your heart aching at how adorable and lucky they were, and asked, “You haven’t met your soulmate yet, Mr. Isbell?”

“No, and I probably never will.”

“Why?” you asked, curious.

He looked up at you, and his eyes were so tired, you could have cried for him.  “It’s not a picture, or initials, or even a name.  At least I don’t think it’s a name.”  He dug a palm into his left eye, then sighed.  “Uh, have you found yours?”

“No,” you said quietly.  

“What did you end up with?”

“Uh, initials.   They aren’t common.”  You looked away, feeling a lump aching in your throat.  “I-I have a date tonight, though.”

Jeff jerked his head up, then set his mouth in a thin line.  “Hey, that’s great.  Good luck.”

He’s not who I want, though, you thought, and before you could say that out loud, Tad threw Mari on the ground and ran to you.

“OW!” she howled, holding her head.  “Mr. Isbell, he hurt me!”

“Miss Teacher,” Tad gasped, holding his rear, “I need to poop!”

“Go, go!” you said, escorting him to the toilet in the back of the room.  When he shut the door, you gave the thumbs up to Jeff, who nodded, his eyes still heartbreakingly sad.

You’d agreed to meet Ian at an upscale restaurant halfway between your locations, and when you arrived at Sur La Table, he was nowhere to be found.  

“Reservation for Ziering,” you said to the hostess, and she guided you back to a private table.

After you were seated, you checked your phone to see if he’d sent you any texts saying he’d be late.  He hadn’t.

He was attractive, not as Jeff but not bad, you thought, scrolling through your very limited correspondences and sighing as you thought, Maybe this is what’s meant to be.  You took another drink of water, and another, and after three glasses of it you were ready to leave when he flopped down in front of you.

“Hey, babe,” he said, throwing you a wink and aiming finger guns at you.

“Um, hello, Ian,” you said politely, noticing a lack of apology for his lateness.  “Did you get held up at work?”

He took a long drink of water, then snapped his fingers at your server.  “I need a beer, toots, like now,” he said to her.  “Chop chop.”  He rolled his eyes. “Stupid college kids.  No, I found this new filter on Snapchat and I was really feeling it, y’know.  Sent it to a couple of my honeys.”

“Did you now?” you asked, ice creeping into your voice.

He threw his arm over the back of his chair.  “Yeah, I mean, my hair looked good today, so why waste it?”

On what? you thought irritably, as your server sat his beer down.

Ian grabbed her arm.  “I’d like the filet, well done.  You got ketchup here?” he asked, and you bit back a wince at what he planned on doing to such a nice cut of steak.  He handed the menu back to her, then snatched yours out of your hands.  “She’ll have salad, no croutons, no dressing.”

“I beg your pardon?” you snapped.

“Can”t have you porking up if you’re my soulmate. I need you to eat quick, too, hun, I gotta ‘Stop the Steal’ meeting starting in 20 minutes.  My man Trump was robbed.”

You stood up so fast, your chair nearly tipped over behind you.  “I think I’m done here,” you announced, throwing an arm in your jacket.

“Un uh, I ain’t getting stuck with the bill!” he hissed, standing up as well.  “You make all the money, you’re supposed to pay for this.”

Although it pained you to remain in his presence, you had to ask, “Ian, just what exactly was your soulmate tattoo?”  

Heart pounding and terrified you’d find your own initials, you watched him pull his shirt sleeve up and reveal a cat on his inner forearm.  “It’s pussy,” he smirked.  “I get all the snatch I want.” 

“Good luck with that,” you said, already heading towards the door.  Before you left, you stopped your server and handed her two 20 dollar bills.  “Please cancel our order.  And I’m sorry he was such a prick.”

“No shit?” Ian asked, his mouth hanging open as he held his phone.

“What an asshole,” Sia said.  “Did you hit him in the balls?”

“Now, love,” Ian said, shaking his head, “violence is never the answer.”

She shrugged, flicking her dark hair back.  “I guess you’re right.  So did you key his car?”

“No, Sia,” you sighed.  “I think I’m going to take a hot bath and try to forget today.”

“That sounds good Sis,” she replied.  “I think I’m going to flood his email with VD and ED ads.  Goodnight, honey.”

“I love this woman,” Ian said, grinning as he pecked her on the cheek.  “Goodnight, Y/N.”

“Mmm, Blaze, that was incredible.”

“You were like a tornado.  I’ve never been with a woman who had so much passion.  You nearly made me pass out.”  Blaze’s eyes crinkled at the corners.  “That was like angry sex.  Are you mad at me?”

You chuckled.  “No, my handsome cowboy.  I’ll never be mad at you. I-” you wanted to tell Blaze you loved him, that you hadn’t thought about anyone but him since you first laid eyes on him at the faculty meeting rodeo.  

But Blaze was heading to Amarillo in the morning, up from your San Antone home.  He’d only be wearing everything he owned, and your heart ached to watch him leave.  It was heartbreaking that love wasn’t enough to keep the two of you together, that an unseen hand controlling the universe opted to keep the two of you apart.

He turned over, his large hand caressing your face, his greenish eyes questioning. “I what, baby?”

You threw the covers off of you and trotted over to your gun safe.  “I want to target practice.”

After lining up a row of cantaloupes and pumpkins, you neatly dispatched them one by one, thinking about jerks, feeling the bullets leaving the chamber with a scream and watching the fruit blow apart with a happy thrill.

“Well, that was terrifying,” Blaze drawled in his midwestern twang.

You opened the pistol, barrel still smoking, and said, “Little sister don’t miss when she aims her gun.”

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #361

“the world is a vampire, sent to drain”

Have you ever been through a phase of thinking emo guys were hot? A phase? Hunny, they're still hot lmao. Have you ever dated someone that could play an instrument? Yeah. Juan could play guitar, and Girt played I think the tuba in band. What’s so horrible about wearing leggings like pants? I've actually never understood why people freak about this. Like so long as they're not sheer and fit you fine, why exactly is this a problem...? Weirdest picture you’ve ever taken of yourself? Oh dear. When someone claims to be suicidal, do you take them seriously? FUCK you if you don't. Honest to god, fuck you. This is NOT something you just don't even blink at. Even if it's surprising to hear from that person, you take that shit seriously and try to talk to them about it. Ever been kicked out of anywhere? Colleen's house. Ever had Skittles vodka? No, but that shit sounds good. Ever punched someone in the face? No. If you haven’t, do you want to now? Uh, I'll pass. Do you truly HATE anyone? No one I know personally, but people like rapists, pedophiles, etc., I sure as hell do hate them. Most historical/famous landmark/building you’ve been to in your country? No clue. Favorite flavor for most things? Strawberry, watermelon, or blue raspberry, depending on what the thing is. Ever taken pictures in a photobooth? Who with? Yeah: Summer, Jason, and I'm pretty sure Sara and I did? What is the closest book to you? It's a full collection of Poe's poetry that Mom got me. Are you reading it or someone else? I'm not right now. I may eventually. Milkshakes or Sundaes? Hm, I gotta go with milkshakes. Do you like watermelons more or cherries? I'm not a fan of either, but I'd definitely pick watermelons over cherries. Who was the last person you ate with? My family and I went to Ichiban (a Japanese steakhouse that we have here where they cook directly in front of you) yesterday to celebrate Nicole's graduation. Do you prefer broccoli or asparagus? Broccoli. I hate asparagus. Do you have any bug bites? No. Do you have any flowers in your room? No. Do you know anyone that owns horses? Loosely, anyway. It's a family I took pictures for, and I still have the mother on Facebook. When you were little, did you ever go to feed the ducks? Yes, I LOVED doing that. Don't feed ducks bread, by the way. Have you seen any of the seven wonders of the world in person? No. Have you ever won anything out of one of those crane machines? Yeah. Can you remember being taught how to ride a bike? Was it hard for you? Yeah. I don't THINK it was too hard. Did you get carded the last time you ordered an alcoholic drink? No. Do you know anyone who uses medical marijuana? No, it's not legal here. Do you know anyone who’s died in childbirth? No. Which was the worst phase in your life? 2016 was. Towards the end of '15 was the breakup, and through aaaaaaall of 2016, I was just dead inside and totally useless. Every day I wanted to be dead. Can you remember your last dream? I had a nightmare some stupid kids were fucking with my snake Venus, so I was trying to protect her. Do you ever use Snapchat? No, I don't have one. What’s your favorite musical? I don't like musicals. What happened at the last party you went to? Summer prepared some little Halloween treat bags for us guests, we watched a horror movie, and everyone but me smoked some weed. Are you more comfortable sitting or lying down? I would assume everyone is more comfortable lying down... Have you ever been a fan of N*Sync? Yeah, as a kiddo. Favorite kind of cake: Red velvet, yum yum. What is your middle name? Marie. TV shows and anime you watch regularly: None. Do you want to have a big family in the future? Just a big family of pets with a spouse. What was the last thing you did that gave you a rush? Oh boy, I couldn't tell ya. Is Vegas one of your must-see places? No. Pet rat: yay or nay? YAY!! I've had many, but I don't think I'll get any more. I've just had bad luck with them, save for one that died of cancer at an old age. Would you call yourself a writer? Written any stories lately? Yeah. I haven't really written any big RP posts of the late, but I did recently write a poem. Are needles something that you’re afraid of? Okay, so this is super weird. Tattoos and piercings? No problem. Little prick, getting blood drawn, that sorta little stuff, no problem. I am, however, NOT a fan of big needles, which used to not be an issue. It's actually kinda recent, and it's why I'm nervous about my second Covid shot coming up, aha... What was the last unexpected hug you gave/received? I really haven't had an unexpected hug since Jason asked for one before he left my house after our final talk. Who was the last person you held hands with? Either my niece or nephew. Have you ever been in a parade before? If so, was it on TV? No. Do you have a fear of rollercoasters? If so, were you ever forced to go on one? If you don’t, what is your favorite rollercoaster? I have a big fear of them, yeah. Post a picture of you from a recent time. Don't feel like it. Who was the last person to give you some of their food? Miss Tobey let me try one of her dumplings yesterday when we were at Ichiban for dinner. The last person you met, what was your first impression of them? I actually didn't quite like her. Have you ever been to a football game? Yeah, because my sister was a cheerleader. Do you like the snow or rain better? Snowwww. Have you ever faked sick? Yeah. What is your blood-type? A-. Have you ever eaten a bug? Not knowingly. The last time you were in the fridge, what were you looking for? Salsa. Mom got these veggie chips at the store and they apparently taste better with salsa, which it did. They weren't great, though. Are you listening to anything at the moment? It's Gab Smolders' turn for me to watch her Resident Evil 8 upload, haha. I'm literally watching three different people (Mark, John Wolfe, and her) play it. Can you take a bra off with one hand? I haven't tried, I think? I doubt I could, given that I'm not exactly small. Do you have an innie or an outie bellybutton? Innie. Can you crack your neck? NOOOOO AND DO NOT DO IT AROUND ME YOURSELF. Are you donating your organs? Yeah; what am I gonna use 'em for? It just seems like a waste otherwise. They're just gonna decay. When was the last time you talked to you mom? Before she left with Tobey to go to the store. Do you like pumpkin pie? NO. I don't like pie, and I hate pumpkin. Do you own your own computer? Yeah. Did you ever have to share a room with one of your siblings? Yeah; growing up, my little sister and I did. Is there any piece of technology you want to buy? I REALLY want a PS4. Did you ever have a night light when you were a kid? Yeah. What TV show had you hooked from the very first episode? Meerkat Manor, 100%. I had to know that Shakespeare was okay. What is your least favorite Sour Patch Kids color? Orange or red, can't pick. Have you ever seen the movie Matilda? YES! I love that movie. What is the weirdest chant you have ever heard? Uh, idk. How are you feeling? Annoyed and hurt as fuck because shit Miss Tobey says without thinking for a single goddamn second. I'm honestly beyond sick of this woman. Do you know anyone with a unibrow? I don't think so. Doughy or saucy pizza? Doughy. Do you have anything that’s limited edition? Yeah. Do you have an air freshener in your bathroom? If so, what scent? I... think we do? If so though, I just don't notice it. The bathroom doesn't smell like anything in particular. Do you like Jalapeno Cheetos? Oh man, I forgot about those! Love 'em. Are you a fan of salads? Yeah, they're fine. I have to be in the mood for one, though. What’s one random thing that you don’t like? Uhhh carrots. What’s one random thing that you like? Shrimp. Do you like chicken noodle soup? I don't. Is it easy for you to accept loss? NOPE. I'm the absolute worst with it. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? I really wanna see Sara, so take me to Illinois. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? No, but a former best friend had her birthday the day before mine. Is there someone you just can’t imagine your life without? Not anymore, honestly. After Jason, I stopped that "I can't live without you" mindset. Truth is I'm going to lose people through life, and I'm not attaching my ability to happily exist to anyone. Are you wearing a ring? Two. Have your friends ever stopped by your house just to say hi? In the past, yeah. Do you like Chinese food? Not really. I only ever get pork fried rice and eggrolls from Chinese restaurants. Have you done any shopping for something in specific recently? No. Do you still live in your hometown? No. What was the reason behind the last time you stayed up all night? I don't recall, honestly. I haven't done that in a very long time. Have you ever had a UFO sighting or a sighting of strange lights in the sky? A very strange light, yes. Have you ever seen your mom or dad drunk? Yes to both. Seeing Mom drunk is very, very rare though. My dad was an alcoholic when I was growing up, so I saw him drunk plenty. Do your parents vote? Mom does, idk about Dad. Who’s the most romantic person you ever went out with? Jason. What restaurant has the best fries? Nowhere has anything on Bojangle's, y'all. Have you ever had a surprise party thrown for you? No.

[blissfulparker]

Brusied knuckles, broken hearts→boxer!tom soulmate AU

Warnings→angst, both hurt tom and reader

Summary→when you spend your whole life being hurt by your soulmate and feeling all their pain. You finally meet him and realize he’s not what you’ve been thinking he was.

A/n→ I was gonna make a mood board for this and it was supposed to be out a week ago but here it is now and I’m really sorry!

Soulmates were never suppose to cause pain.

There were some unlucky people in this world who could feel your soulmates pain, mentally and sometimes physically. Some people called it a blessing and said that you were closer to them but others deemed it as a curse.

Your soulmate hurt you every single day ever since you were seventeen. You had the small symbol on your wrist that would match with your soulmates.

Your soulmate hurt, inside and out. Some days you’d wake up with bruises littered on your stomach and face while other days you’d wake up with an intense form of sadness.

You had no idea who your soulmate was or why he was hurting you so much, why he hurt so much. Did he know? He had to know because he felt your pain back. You remember getting so mad at your soulmate for the pain they inflicted that you went off and sprained your ankle. You hurt yourself on purpose to get back at the one you were to love.

“Any new brusies sweetheart?” Your mom asked over the phone as you talked to her for about the fourth time this week.

“Nope, he’s been good to me so far.” You joke. It wasn’t funny, you didn’t know if you’d wake up with a possible black eye tomorrow.

“Is London still good to you? I checked the weather and it’s awfully—“ your mom started again to try and persuade you back to America.

“Yes, mom, London is good. I’ve made a few friends here.” You try and lighten the conversation. You only made one friend and you didn’t even really talk to him, he came and left every now and then next door. Not the brown haired one that full time lived there, the blonde one that gave you soft smiles and warm welcomes.

“You know, I read an article yesterday and it reminded me of you. This woman didn’t find her soulmate and was scared she never will and then little did she know her soulmate lived literally right down the street—“ she started to rable about someone new finding their soulmate. All you really wanted was to find yours but so far there has been zero luck.

Everyone found their soulmate when they were younger. Your sister found hers when she was a freshmen in highschool, your best friend found hers at a college party, your other best friend found hers literally while walking in the park, yet it was nearly impossible for you to find yours.

“Mom,” you didn’t want to hear it or think of it anymore. “I have to go.” You told. You ended the phone call quickly and sat down on your couch for the night. You didn’t want to feel the sadness linger around you again and this time you couldn’t figure if it was you or your soulmates.

-

Bruised knuckles, broken hearts, prickled tears, are what made up tom.

Tom punched the punching bag trying so hard to push the thought of his soulmate out of his head. It was now reaching 8:30pm and tom was one of the only men left in the gym.

“Tom, mate, maybe you should go home? Eat something?” Harrison set down another water bottle for tom.

Tom stopped his actions and took a seat down on the bench. He shook his head at his best friends remark and took a sip of his water.

“You’re only making it worse for her tom.” Harrison told the boy who had his hands low.

“Yeah well if she wants to make it stop she should come and find me.” He gets up and starts up again. He wanted to find you so badly, to hold you, marry you, start a family with you. He’s waited for the longest time but now he got lonely and he’s upset about you.

He’s upset with the amount of weddings he’s gone to this year, upset with the amount of Facebook posts about his friends finding their soulmates, upset with his mothers commentary about whoever you were.

“Tom, I’m serious, go home.” Harrison gave his friend a stern look. Tom stopped and looked At Harrison who had his jaw clenched and his eyes deeper shade of blue.

“Why do you care so much—“ as he was about to make another rude comment Haz shut him down.

“You’re hurting her. You told me when we were little you could feel her pain, so that means she can feel yours. Mentally and physically, you’re hurting her tom you need to stop.” He told his friend who had glossed eyes now.

“Fine, I’ll go home if that makes you happy.” Tom unwrapped his wrap and patted his face with his towel. He picked up his gym bag as Harrison waited for him.

“You’ll find her, I know you will.” Harrison told his friend as they were one of the last two to leave the gym.

The two got into Harrison’s car where Harrison’s pregnant soulmate awaited. They were perfect, happy, never not excited to see each other. He had found her two years ago and they had married About spring time last year.

“Hi Tom.” She spoke to tom who sat in the back seat.

“Hey.” He mumbled back out. Haz spoke something to the girl to tell her that he wasn’t in the mood. She looked at him in her rear view mirror and gave him a soft smile before approaching his complex.

“Bye tom have a good night.” Harrison spoke to his best friend who nodded and smiled back before giving them both a Goodnight.

“I’ll be over to watch the game.” Harrison said and tom presses his lips into a fine line and smiled.

“Bye Haz! Bye Olivia!” He waved to them as they both drove away.

Tom dragged himself back up to his flat. He wasn’t fond of being home alone and that was another reason he couldn’t wait for a soulmate, he couldn’t wait for someone to cuddle with at night. He couldn’t wait to look forward to coming home to someone who loved him and he loved.

“Shit!” He cursed himself as he searched for his keys but couldn’t find them in his bag. He didn’t want to make a scene and crawl up though the fire escape but he also didn’t have anything to unlock his door with.

You heard the boys mumbled though your door and thought it was a perfect time to give him the mail you’ve collected within the past week you’ve lived here. You could hear his dog bark though his door and him yell at the poor animal to be quite.

“Hey,” you step out with the stack in your hands. You’re wearing nothing but sweats and an old college hoddie that once belonged to your dad. “I Uh...I have your mail, Holland right?” You handed him the stack and he took it. He wasn’t in the mood and you immediately felt bad.

“Yeah.” He nodded. “What happened to your hand?” He asked seeing the bruises go straight across your knuckles. They oddly resembled his.

“Oh, nothing, moving I guess.” You softly smile as you didn’t want to tell him your soulmate was crazy and got hurt all the time. “(Y/n) by the way.” You told him and he nodded.

“Oh,” he looked at you up and down trying to lighten up a bit. You looked beautiful, who ever had You was beyond lucky. “Tom, but you already knew that. And uh...Ice does wonders.” He suggested.

You looked at his door then back at him.

“Are you locked out?” You asked and he nodded.

“Yep, you got a bobby pin or something i could use?” He jokes and you shake your head.

“No, but you could just stay at my place for the night? I know we just met and all but um...that cut looks pretty bad and I could clean it up for you. My mom was a doctor so I know all about—“ before you could ramble anymore he cut you off and smiled.

“Yeah, That’s be great. Oh and the cuts fine it’s been that way for a week.” He took your offer. He wanted to know more about you, you were so beautiful in his eyes and was bold enough to come out and talk to him. Normally at this state girls either wanted to jump toms bones or stay away from him.

Tom followed you back into the small flat. It was smaller than his and the unpacked boxes didn’t help with his small it was.

“How do you like it here?” He asked trying to start a conversation.

“It’s good, people are different here I guess but it’s all a new start for the good.” You tried to smile. Nothing was going as planned but it has only been a week and you didn’t want to go back to America.

He felt something different about your atmosphere, he felt like he knew you his whole life. He kept trying to get a glimpse of your arm to see if he can see the symbol under your sleeve.

“So uh, did you just come back from the gym?” You asked grabbing two bottles of water.

“Yeah, I’m a boxer, so I train all day until a match.” He takes the bottle from you and tries to see your arm again. Only this time you were first to see his. A small heart that was suppose to mean patience and tolerance.

You drop your bottle on the floor and look at him with wide eyes. You were somewhat angry for everything he’d put you though. You weren’t even sure if you wanted a man who hurt himself everyday as your soulmate.

He looked at you with wide eyes two, he now could fully see your wrist and see the mark. He wanted to pull you in and kiss you all over but he could see in your eyes how you didn’t want him to do that.

“C-Can you say something please?” He begged as you stepped back and sat on your couch. This wasn’t how he thought encountering you would look like. He was scared you’d reject him and then his tattoo would fade and he’d live the rest of his life without a soulmate.

You didn’t say anything though, you fell into his arms and felt a few tears fall out. You clenched into his shirt not even knowing what to say. What do you say when this happens? All your friends jumped in joy and held their soulmates close leaving the rest of the night theirs. You did respond that way, you wanted to let him know everything he put you though.

“I can feel everything.” You look up at him with glossy eyes. “You’re my soulmate and I’m happy, yes, but for the past seven years you’ve hurt me rather it be brusies or I’m too sad to get out of bed and it’s your fault.” You tell him and he grabs your brusied hands from him and kisses them, he kissed each knuckle knowing it wouldn’t do anything but he wanted it to do something.

“I-i didn’t know. I was hurt I didn’t find you and that I thought I never would.” He looked at the way you cried and hoped he’d never be the reason you’d cry again.

You reach up to touch his cheek that had a cut on it. You didn’t feel that but you rubbed it and wanted to make it go away. You wanted to take in your soulmate right now even though you’d spend eternity with them in life and death.

“Tom.” You smiled trying to forget all the things he’d done. “I really like that.” You choke out in between your tears.

He placed his hand over yours and smiled before pressing a kiss onto it.

“(Y/n) sounds perfect to me.” He charmed and you smiled while looking down. His hand found its way to your waist and pulled you close to him. He didn’t even want to kiss you he just wanted to hold you close.

You let both hands wrap around your neck and you allow your face to nuzzle into his neck.

“If we’re soulmates you’ve gotta stop hurting me.” You laugh out this time finding it funny knowing that he wasn’t getting beat on the streets, he was boxing for money.

“I know, darling, I know and I’ll do my very best.” He touched your hair as he rested his chin on the top of your head.

“So,” you came back up and looked at him. “Everything you thought I’d be?” You gave him a cheesy smile and he grabbed your chin and pulled you in for the first kiss.

“More than anything I could’ve ever dreamed.” He let your head fall back onto his shoulder where you would stay for a few more minutes.

Tom couldn’t wait to protect you, hold you, spend endless nights with you, start a family with you, he couldn’t wait for any of that. Right now he had you and that’s all he’s been searching for, you’re all he’s been searching for.

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How I managed to bang my GF's family and friends (Part 1)

Hi bros, I have been a silent reader for months and now I would like to share my own experience about how I managed to get lucky with my GF’s family and some of her friends.

  Before I begin, I believe some of you will be wondering “Waa, you sure or not?”

  If I were to be honest, all I can say is that I’m not bad looking and I keep myself lean and fit. Most importantly, I am pretty confident and a little cocky at times. I guess some girls dig my style.

  Anyway, I thought it would be interesting for me to share my life story here, so here I go:

  I was 27 when my GF brought me to meet her family. Things were getting serious between us, and we were considering marriage. It was a big step ahead for me, as I never thought I would see myself getting married.

  My girlfriend (Evelynn) is the same age as me, a petite 27-year-old lady standing at around 155cm. I met her at work and she’s a demure and sweet lady, partially the reason why I fell in love with her. Naturally, I was expecting her family to be a traditional and conservative Chinese family.

  From what I understood, she has an elder sister and an elder brother, with her being the youngest sibling. She told me that her sister is a HR personnel working in an MNC, so I was expecting a dull, boring lady.

  So, you could imagine the shock I got when she opened the door to her house and what greeted me was a sweet pair of tits.

  It was 8pm or so on a Friday night and her sister (Eyvon), had just gotten home from work and had taken a bath. She later told us that she had totally forgotten that Evelynn is bringing me over for dinner.

  Eyvon was playing with her phone on the Sofa when we entered the house. The first thing I saw was her perky nipples underneath a thin, worn-out T-shirt. The outline of her nice C-cup boobs almost bursting out of the tight-fitting t-shirt. Best part of it all was that she’s completely unashamed that I’m there talking to her while her tits are almost visible.

  Evelynn brought me to her room later and Eyvon joked around a little before that, saying “Mom and Dad will be home soon, so don’t try anything funny in the room!”

  Now my head is filled with images of her firm and round boobs and I have a hard time keeping my boner down…

  My GF’s mom and dad came home within half an hour or so, and I went out to greet them. Not knowing what to expect, I was pretty darn nervous. What if her parents don’t like me? What if I smell weird? It’s the first time I’m meeting them after all.

  I came out just in time to see her parents placing a box of cake on the table. I’ve seen her parents from her photos before, and they look pretty friendly. True enough, her parents were all smiles when they saw me. Her dad came over and shook my hand- firm and strong. He seems like a chubby man in the photos but I’m pretty damn sure those were all muscles below his fats.

  Her mom came over and gave me a hug. The moment her arms wrapped around my back, the first thing I felt were her plump breasts. And holy shit were they impressive. Looks like Eyvon got a good portion of her mom’s good genes. My GF Evelynn on the other hand, is a modest A cup. However, I must say that my GF’s face is the prettiest among them all.

  I savoured the short couple of seconds her breasts were pressed against me, and proceed to make small talk with the dad while mom went to the kitchen to heat up the food for dinner.

  My GF grew up in an English-speaking household, so conversing with a middle-aged man in English made me felt as if I’m speaking with my boss at work.

  Not really a nice feeling, to be honest.

  After a short chat with her dad, dinner was ready and we dig in to the food. Eyvon wore a bra during dinner, perhaps due to her mom nagging her. It was a real pity, since I would like to see more of her breasts. My GF’s mom kept shoving food onto my plate, telling me to eat more. Every time she bends forward to pick up a dish, I could see her breasts press against the dining table. Thank god for the table blocking their view. By then my cock is almost at its limit.

  And it was on that day that I started to have weird thoughts about my GF’s family…

  It has been a week or so since the dinner, and I still can’t get the image of my GF’s sister and mother out of my mind. I’ve been having sex and fapping more frequently, to such a point where my GF started telling me that her private area is sore from all the sex. I have no choice but to visit ML for a quick release every now and then.

  Then the weekend came, and I was left with nothing to do in my house as my GF went to hang out with her female friends. My brother came and bug me to go to the gym with him as he needs a spotter, but I gave an excuse just so I could stay at home and fap. By then, I’ve almost used up all the fap-worthy photos available on Eyvon’s Facebook profile.

  I had to resort to my imagination.

  I could vividly see Eyvon standing in front of me, wearing nothing but the worn-out t-shirt from that day, signalling me to go over and do her on the sofa. I took off my pants immediately and plunge my cock deep inside her, imagining how she would moan. I ejaculated within minutes.

  At this point, I knew I had to get help, or at least speak to someone who can help me. It has to be someone I can trust…

  So, there I was, having frog porridge in area G with a good buddy of mine. Let’s just call him Jeremy. Back in NS, he was the one who taught me how to chiong, and we’ve been best buddies ever since. He may appear frivolous and act like a dick at times, but he is a good man who will never leave a bro in the lurch.

  Over the porridge and Gong Bao frog, I shared my issue with him.

  “Wah bro, your GF sister sound like she asking for it you know?” Jeremy half-jokingly teased.

  “I mean, come on lah” he added “Why else will she show off her body like that in front of others?”

  I then told him about how they’re English educated and might be more ‘open’ about such things, but Jeremy dismissed my claim.

  “No way lah” he continued “bro I know her type, she must be desperate for attention! You say she’s close to 30 and still single right?”

  And Jeremy was right. According to Evelynn, Eyvon broke up with her BF a couple of years back and hasn’t been in any relationships since.

  …I wonder why? It’s not like she’s hideous or anything.

  Jeremy brought me back to reality, and gave me a piece of his mind.

  “Bro, just try your luck and drop some hints lah, maybe you will get something out of it…”

  So, for the next couple of weeks, I tried my best to get closer to Eyvon. Evelynn was happy about the effort I was putting in, thinking I’m trying to gain the favour of her family. Truth be told, I was really trying to do that. Buying desserts and gifts for Evelynn’s family constantly certainly ain’t cheap, but I could tell that they are starting to open up to me more as the days went by.

  As for Eyvon, she started wearing skimpier clothing as the days went by. It’s as if she considers me a member of the family by now. She used to wear T-shirts and shorts around the house all the time, and I enjoyed stealing glances her.

  However, I was greeted by a pleasant surprise when I went over to their house during one of the weekends.

  As usual, I made my trip to Evelynn’s house in the afternoon, expecting her to open the door for me. But little did I know that she’s taking a bath. Eyvon came to the door instead, and I was not prepared for what I was about to see.

  As if a grand reveal done by a magician, the wooden door opened up to reveal Eyvon wearing a grey spaghetti strap tank top! The tank top was probably one size too small, as it was a ridiculously tight fit even for a lean girl like Eyvon. The tank top accentuated her figure, and you could see all the curves at the right places.

  Most importantly, I can see the outline of her nipples beneath the tank top. If the tank top was white in colour, I’m willing to bet that we’ll get to get a good glimpse of the colour of her nipples.

  At that moment, I realized I was staring. And my brain, still recovering from shock, somehow made me said the darnest thing ever. (I probably sounded like someone recovering from head trauma)

  “Hi, hey, ah… Eyvon! Uh, looking good!”

  Eyvon raised her eyebrows, fairly surprised by my reaction. However, her surprise soon turned into a chuckle, and she moved aside to let me into the house.

  “You’re looking pretty good yourself!” she winks comically, and gave my butt a slap as I entered the house.

  …that was unexpected and… oddly arousing.

  Perhaps Eyvon realized that I had a thing for her due to this incident, as something interesting was about to happen soon…

  That very night, I stayed over at my GF’s place. Her parents are ok with me staying over and I don’t like to go home on weekends because of certain reasons (maybe I’ll elaborate on this in the future, it’s complicated)

  I tend to stay up late, due to my gaming habits. It’s 2am or so and I left Evelynn’s room for a drink.

  After pouring myself a cup of coke, I sat on the sofa, replying to my friends’ messages. One of my friends got into a bike accident a couple of weeks and somehow managed to injure his testicles.

  So, there I was, giggling like an idiot on a sofa while replying to the messages in the group chat, making fun of my friend.

  About 20 mins or so later, I heard a door swing open.

  Twisting my neck to one side, I saw Eyvon coming out from her room.

  “Hey, still not asleep ah?” She asked in a really sleepy voice.

  Thinking that my incessant laughing might have disturbed her sleep, I apologised to her.

  “Sorry ah, I was laughing too loudly”

  Eyvon opened the fridge, getting herself some orange juice.

  “Oh no no, that’s not what I mean! Not your fault I’m awake!” She replied.

  From the corner of my eyes, I saw the lights from the fridge illuminate her face. Despite having no make-up on and a head of messy hair, she still looked sexy as hell.

  Eyvon gulped the juice down and gave her arms a good stretch while yawning. Her chest raised before my eyes, stretching out the old t-shirt she’s wearing as pyjamas.

  At this rate, her T-shirt will rip one day.

  What kind of dumb ass would dump a gem like her? Wondering that, I turned my eyes back to my screen. Expecting her to return to her room after this, I went back to the group chat.

(Original thread: http://tiny.cc/td3x6y) (To be continued…)

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Holiday prompt: Bellamy POV of Somebody's Only Light would be amazing!

Original fic here!

“I can’t believe this is actually the best way for you to find out your soulmate’s name,” Miller says, pixelated and slightly delayed over the shitty Skype connection. He’s examining the photo Bellamy sent of his back in the mirror, and Bellamy owes him a lot of beer when they get back to campus. “I feel like I’m on CSI or some shit. You literally sent me a picture to enhance.”

“This is how I know you’re an only child. I don’t want my sister to find out first. She’d probably say some weird name just to–”

“Clarke Griffin,” says Miller, and Bellamy’s jaw drops.

“What?”

“I’m pretty sure. It would be easier if you just got someone there to double-check. Maybe Clarke is wrong? I don’t know, it’s your back.”

Right on cue, Octavia bangs on his door. “Hey Bell, how’s your–”

“I don’t have a soulmark! I’ll call you back,” he adds to Miller, and closes the laptop, tugging his shirt back on before opening the door for his sister.

She looks supremely put out. “You don’t have one?”

“Nope. I’m going to die alone. It’s not a big deal,” he adds, before she can say anything. “I told you I don’t care about soulmates.”

“Yeah, but–you really don’t have one? Did you check everywhere?”

“I did and I don’t want you double-checking.” He rolls his eyes, deliberately melodramatic. “Yesterday you were telling me you didn’t want one and all your friends were being weird about it.” His mouth goes a little dry on the word friends, but he thinks she doesn’t notice. She doesn’t really have any reason to be suspicious of him. “I’m fine with it, seriously. Soulmates aren’t everything. Plenty of people don’t have one and have perfectly good lives.”

“Uh huh.”

“I promise, I’m fine.”

“Still, you wanted one, right?”

“I was cool either way,” he says, and wishes he meant it.

Not having a soulmate sounds great right now.

*

The number-one thing Bellamy knows about Clarke Griffin is that she’s fifteen.

It’s obviously not her only personality trait, or even her most important one, but it’s the only one that can matter to Bellamy right now. Because fifteen is really, really young, and the more he thinks about it, the younger it seems. He doesn’t think he was even a complete person at fifteen, and Clarke probably isn’t either.

Not that he doesn’t like her, so far. She’s smart and sharp and interesting, not exactly fun, but enjoyable. Plus she’s always good for a random argument, which he likes, and she’s started experimenting with low-cut tops, which he’s trying very hard not to pay any attention to, even if it doesn’t always work. She is pretty, but, again, in the way where he’s very aware that she’s going to be in high school for several more years. By the time she graduates, he’ll be out of college himself and off in the world.

Even if she is his soulmate–and he got one of his own high-school friends to confirm that she is, after swearing her to secrecy–she’s not his soulmate now. And if, when she’s twenty, his name shows up on her, she’ll at least know who he is. She can try to find him, if she wants to. There’s definitely no way for him to tell her now that she’s his soulmate without feeling like he’s taking advantage of her, so he just doesn’t. He goes back to school without having said a single word to his new soulmate the entire summer.

Miller isn’t impressed. “You let your sister tell her you don’t have a soulmate?”

“What else was I supposed to say? Hey, call me in five years if we’re soulmates but otherwise have a nice life? Fuck, I’m not ready to be someone’s soulmate now, she shouldn’t have to do it at fifteen. And I wasn’t just going to make up a name.” He sighs. “If you have a better idea for what I should do, you can tell me, but anything I can come up with feels like–grooming, or some shit.”

It doesn’t take Miller long to think through that one. “Yeah, fuck, I don’t know. You’re right, that sucks, there’s no good way to tell a high-school sophomore she’s your soulmate. Sucks to be you.”

“Thanks for the support.”

“Can you at least stay in touch? Like Facebook friend her or something?”

“I’m not going to sign up for Facebook just to friend an underage girl.”

“So then what’s the plan? Wait five years and google her?”

“Wait five years and see how I feel. I’ll still be twenty-five and she’ll be twenty, that doesn’t sound much better. Maybe give it ten years, that’s enough to not be creepy, right?”

“I think once she’s legal, you’re set. But what do I know, I’m still waiting to meet Monty the normal way.”

“I met her a normal way! She’s my sister’s friend, it’s totally normal. The timing just sucks. If O had met her in college, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. It would still be weird,” he admits. “Depending on how old she was. But at least I wouldn’t have to be overthinking it alone.”

Miller pats his shoulder. “Yeah, this is basically the worst possible soulmate scenario for you. So–happy belated birthday.”

“Thanks.”

“At least you like her.”

He sighs. “Yeah, at least there’s that.”

*

As a rule, Bellamy doesn’t like lying. He does it, of course, about big and small things, but he doesn’t enjoy it, and having Clarke for a soulmate means he’s doing it a lot. For the most part, he can tell his friends the truth, but he feels weird telling people he hooks up with–it always ends up being such a long story, and people always want more details. It turns a quick, no-strings-attached fling into a long discussion about soulmates and the right way to deal with them and how age gaps change as people get older. Which isn’t always bad, but is rarely what he’s looking for at a party.

So he mostly says he hasn’t met her yet, which is what everyone expects him to say anyway, and if he ever wants to actually seriously date someone, he’ll tell them the whole truth. It’s not as if it reflects poorly on him; he hasn’t done anything wrong. He’s trying so hard to do everything right.

On his breaks, he’s constantly aware of Clarke being nearby, of the possibility of seeing her, like a malfunctioning spidey sense that doesn’t actually tell him anything and just makes him non-stop paranoid. Since he still hasn’t told his sister about the soulmate situation, he can’t just ask her, and it seems as if she and Clarke are growing apart anyway, in the natural way that kids in high school do. And while there are definitely some advantages to that, it makes him feel antsy, too, unsure of what’s happening to Clarke in the months and years of his not seeing her.

When he does, finally, he’s not ready for it, of course. He’s home for spring break, not quite a year after he gets his soulmark, at the grocery store, and he literally runs into Clarke in the produce aisle, the stupidest meet-cute in the world.

Her smile is warm as she recognizes him. “Hey, Bellamy.”

“Hey, Clarke.”

“Spring break?”

“Yeah.” He wets his lips, trying to figure out something to say that isn’t an unhelpful mono-syllable. It hasn’t been that long, but it feels like years since he saw her, and he can’t help studying her for non-existent changes. She’s just Clarke, the same as he remembered: blonde hair, blue eyes, the mole over her lip adding a lopsided charm to her smile.

His soulmate.

“How are classes going?” he finally asks.

“Fine. Pretty uneventful.” She holds up an apple. “Just stocking up for a road trip. Mom and I are doing a college tour over break.”

“Anywhere you’re particularly excited about seeing?”

“Brown,” she says, with a slightly embarrassed smile. “I’m a legacy, so it doesn’t feel completely unrealistic.”

“Definitely not. I hope you get in.”

“Thanks. You’re a junior too, right? Any idea what you want to do after graduation? Or is it too soon for me to even ask?”

“If everything goes well, I’m going to be teaching. But that’s assuming everything goes well, I’ve got certification and prep stuff to do first, and that’s not set up yet.”

“I figured it might be a little early, yeah. What do you want to teach?”

“History.”

“That sounds like a good fit for you.”

“I’m hoping so, yeah. What about you, any career aspirations yet?”

“Something art-related, still not sure what. My mom thinks art history will make me more employable, I’m not totally convinced.”

“I think a degree from somewhere like Brown will probably make you pretty employable all by itself.”

“That’s what I’m hoping.”

“Well, uh–” He rubs the back of his neck, but he can’t come up with anything else to say to her. This might be the last time he ever sees his soulmate, and he’s done. “Good luck with–everything.”

Her mouth quirks. “Everything?”

“End of high school, college, college applications. All that stuff.”

“The rest of my life?”

“I’m not going to wish you bad luck for the rest of your life.”

That one actually gets a laugh out of her, and his stomach flips. Would he feel the same, if her name wasn’t on his back? He wouldn’t have been thinking about her off and on for all these years, but he thinks–she’s pretty, he likes her. There would have been something there.

“Yeah, I guess that would be pretty shitty of you. Good luck with the rest of your life, too.”

“Thanks,” he says.

If she wasn’t his soulmate, he probably wouldn’t watch her go. But he thinks he’d still want to.

*

Gina Martin feels like someone he might marry, in another universe. They meet his first spring teaching AP World History, when he starts going to a bar regularly because it feels like a healthier way to consume alcohol than alone (or even with Miller) in his apartment while he grades. It’s still probably not the healthiest thing in the world, but that’s fine. He was never going to be the healthiest person in the world, he was only ever going to do his best.

Gina is cute and flirty right from the start, but he does his best not to read into that. It’s her job, as a bartender, to be cute and flirty, after all. She does it to everyone, and he doesn’t want to get carried away thinking it’s anything personal.

It’s not like he has time to date, anyway.

It’s been about three months when some drunk guy spills a drink on her and she tugs off her flannel to reveal a gray tanktop underneath, low cut enough that he can see the curling edge of soulmate letters on her left breast. He can’t read the name, but its existence interests him in the way soulmate names always do.

Once she’s dried off, he says, “Do you like talking about soulmates?”

She thinks it over. “I do it a lot. Does that count?”

“Not really. If you don’t want to, we can skip it.”

“Having problems with yours?”

He’s pretty sure Clarke is older than twenty, by this point, but if she’s tried to get in touch with him, it hasn’t worked. Most of the time, he’s too busy to worry about it much, but every now and then, he’ll wonder if the lack of contact means she got another name, or if she doesn’t know how to get in touch, or if she’s disappointed, or any of a thousand other things that occur to him in his stupidest, most irrational moments.

He knows it means she hasn’t decided to talk to him, and that’s all he needs to know. Which is a good reason to try to flirt with a cute girl.

“I was actually curious about yours,” he says. “But I’m always ready to vent about mine.”

It’s not entirely true, but it does make her smile. She raises her eyebrows at his empty beer glass and he nods, so she refills it and slides it back to him. “Haven’t met mine. Your turn.”

“It’s complicated.”

“You two don’t get along?”

“No, that would be easy.” He drums his fingers on the bar. “I’m, uh–twenty-five now?”

She smiles. “You don’t even know?”

“It’s been a busy year. So, yeah, I got my soulmark five years ago, when I was home from college for the summer. And I knew the name when it showed up.”

“Lucky.”

“Not really. She was one of my sister’s friends, just finished with her sophomore year of high school. I panicked and told everyone I just didn’t get a name because it didn’t–” He sighs. “I didn’t know how to tell her. She wasn’t going to know anyway, it didn’t matter.”

“But she must be old enough now, right? To have her soulmark.”

“Yeah. But I haven’t heard from her.”

“Does she have any way to get in touch with you?”

“Google.”

“And you haven’t gotten in touch with her?”

“No. Sometimes I think about it, but–” He shrugs. “I don’t know what I’d say.”

“It makes a lot of sense to me. You lied because she was a kid, and now you want to come clean. What else would you need to say?”

“I don’t know.” He huffs. “I figure if I’m her soulmate, she’ll let me know. And if I’m not, I don’t want to make her life more awkward by bringing it up.”

“That seems misguided at best and actually stupid at worst, but I also probably wouldn’t want to call her if I were you either, so–what are you doing after this?”

He frowns. “After what?”

“Well, I get off in an hour, so–after I get off.”

The frown deepens. “Did that story count as a pickup line?”

“You’re cute,” she says. “That’s not new. You’ve been trying to not be a dick about flirting with me, we both have soulmates, you’re clearly a good guy. So if you want to go on a date sometime, I’ll take it on credit.”

“Credit?”

“Buy me dinner later and you can get laid tonight.”

He opens and then closes his mouth. “Sounds like a good deal,” he settles on, and Gina grins.

“I thought so.”

Bellamy’s pretty sure they both know it’s not going to last, but it’s nice for as long as it does, through their first Thanksgiving together. Octavia comes back from college to crash on his couch, and they have this awkwardly intimate dinner with just the three of them. Holidays have been weird since Aurora died, but Bellamy wasn’t prepared for just how much weirder it would be with his (fairly casual) girlfriend there. She’s so convinced that Gina’s going to abandon her own soulmate and marry Bellamy, and even if that was never on the table and Gina didn’t want it, it’s an awkward situation.

“This maybe isn’t the best idea,” Gina says.

“Yeah, I know.”

She bites the corner of her mouth. “I know that saying I still want to be friends is a total cliche, but I do still want to be friends.”

“Me too. I definitely don’t want to have to find a new bar,” he teases.

“Yeah, we can’t have that.”

He puts his arm around her, giving her a quick squeeze. “I still love you. Just not–”

“The same way you always have,” she supplies.

“Yeah.”

“We both knew what we were getting into. We’ve got soulmates who are going to show up.”

Sometimes, Bellamy can believe that. Sometimes, he does think that Clarke will just stroll back into his life someday, that they’ll run into each other at the grocery store or something equally cliched, and things will just work out like magic, like they’re supposed to, without this years long headache he’s been nursing.

Mostly, though, he thinks he missed his chance. That he was supposed to go for it back when he first got Clarke’s name, because whatever great celestial force it is that governs soulmates doesn’t understand age of consent laws.

But that’s never going to be the right thing to say to his girlfriend during a breakup, so he just smiles. “Yeah, we do,” he says, and tries to mean it.

*

Gina: Are you coming to the bar tonight?

It’s not a particularly surprising message for a Saturday night–the more surprising thing is that Bellamy was chaperoning a dance and hasn’t been checking his phone–but he still can’t help feeling a little suspicious. He doesn’t like Rocket Fuel as much as he liked her last employer, and it’s early enough in the year he doesn’t feel the need to go full alcoholic. Probably there’s some guy there hitting on her and she wants him to scare him off. It wouldn’t be the first time.

Me: I wasn’t planning toI had a school thingbut we’re done so I can be on my way overeverything okay?

Gina: Everything’s fineClarke Griffin is hereWe’re talking about you

Bellamy nearly drops his phone, and the effort it takes to not drop it makes him nearly makes him trip over his own feet. It’s about the least graceful he’s ever been, but–Clarke. Clarke is at the bar. Clarke is so fucking close.

He tugs on his jacket and starts walking before he’s even responded to the text, in a hurry to get there as soon as physically possible. It’s not that long a walk, which is the best thing about Rocket Fuel, as far as he’s concerned, but he still can’t get there fast enough.

Me: holy shit I’m going to kill youyou’re joking, right?

It doesn’t feel like the kind of thing she’d joke about, but it doesn’t feel possible either. There’s no way Clarke just wandered into the bar and started talking to Gina about him. Did she just tell Gina her name, or did Gina bring him up?

He’s trying to figure out a good way to ask if he’s Clarke’s soulmate too when the picture comes through, Gina with Clarke and an unfamiliar woman with dark hair in a tight ponytail. She’s lovely, but all Bellamy can focus on is Clarke, her hair shorter, her smile nervous, but still familiar. She must be twenty-two or twenty-three by now, out of college and in the world, in his world. Talking to Gina. Taking selfies.

Gina: That’s MY soulmate with her btwRaven ReyesAnd you are Clarke’s soulmate, don’t worry

Me: holy shitI’m on my waybe there in ten minutes

He actually runs part of the way, which feels excessive and a little pathetic, except that Clarke is right here, and his soulmate, and all he has to do is get to her. He’d run the whole way, except that he doesn’t want to be weirdly sweaty when he shows up.

She may be his soulmate, but he still wants to make a good impression.

To his surprise, she’s leaning on the fence outside of the bar, although it takes him a little while before he’s sure it’s her, and not some other blonde girl. The odds of that seem low, but the odds of Clarke showing up at Rocket Fuel with Gina’s soulmate seem even lower, so he’s not ruling anything out.

Once he’s close enough, he waves, and she smiles, pushes off the wall and comes to see him. He knew what he was expecting to see, knew what she looked like now from the picture Gina sent, but the reality of her is still a shock.

He clears his throat. “Hey, Clarke.”

“Hey.”

Ideally, this would be the point where he said something smooth and cool, some line worth waiting for, but his brain is still stuck on her face. “You didn’t want to be inside?” is all he comes up with.

But she laughs. “Honestly? No. We had an audience.”

“Gina said you brought her soulmate too, yeah.”

“My best friend.”

“Jesus. I can’t believe it.”

Her smile is impish. “Which part?”

“Everything about soulmates, pretty much. I’m, uh–” He pauses, reconsiders. There are thousands of things he wants to say, but one’s more pressing than the rest. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. When it happened.”

Her response is immediate. “Don’t be.” She smiles. “You want to take a walk and tell me about it? That must have sucked.”

He inclines his head in the vague direction of the park, away from the school. All the students cleared out, but they could still be in the area. He really doesn’t need to be dealing with anyone else. Just dealing with Clarke is overwhelming enough. “It was–fucking surreal, honestly. I wasn’t expecting to get anyone I knew. Most people don’t. And I didn’t–” He shoots her half a smile. “Don’t get me wrong, you were cute, but you were fifteen, and you weren’t going to get your mark for five years. If some guy had come along and told O that, even if he was her soulmate, I would have kicked his ass. And now, teaching teenagers? Jesus. There’s a reason you don’t get it until you’re twenty. I still wasn’t ready then.” They walk in silence for a second, but he can’t help it. The question has been pressing at his mouth since he first saw her. “You really got me too?”

She laughs. “You thought I wouldn’t?”

“I didn’t know. I didn’t know much about you. I tried to figure it out. Why we were–why you were my soulmate.”

“And?”

“No comment,” he says, automatic.

“Oh, come on.”

She sounds so disappointed he has to laugh. “I liked you fine, okay? You were smart and intense and I felt bad for noticing you were hot.”

“I don’t feel bad about that at all,” she says, grinning. “You’re my soulmate, you’re allowed.”

It’s surreal, hearing the words. He was so sure he wasn’t going to be anyone’s soulmate. That this couldn’t possibly work out for him. “I still can’t believe it. I thought you might have my name, but–I figured if you did, you would have gotten in touch.”

She shrugs. “I thought you would already have someone else. Since you didn’t have a soulmate. I didn’t want to barge into your life and mess stuff up for you.” She laughs a soft, sheepish little laugh; he can’t stop looking at her. “You were mine, but I thought I wasn’t yours.”

It makes total sense, of course, but it’s also just the most absurd situation. And mostly because of him. “I would have liked to know, even if I had someone else. But I get it. I didn’t want to do that to you either.”

“I think you did the best you could. I don’t know—" She shakes her head. “I have no idea what I would have done if you told me back then.”

He grins. “Been smug as shit, I assume. I know all you guys had a thing for me.”

“Not a big one. Just, you know—normal teenager stuff.”

“Yeah.”

“Did your sister know?”

“About you? No, I just told my best friend. He’s the one who found your name for me. I sent him a picture because I didn’t want O to know first. Which was a good call, I don’t think she would have been able to keep her mouth shut.”

She’s going to murder him when he does tell her, but that’s a problem for tomorrow. Tonight, he’s catching up with his soulmate.

“Where is it?” she asks, and he frowns. “Your soulmark.”

“On my back, just under my shoulder blade. Where’s yours?”

“Stomach.”

“So you couldn’t really hide it.”

“No. Are you—" She pauses, reconsiders. “I guess you date. You dated Gina.”

“Yeah. But I’m not seeing anyone right now. You?”

“Single.”

His stomach flips, like it always has. “It, uh. This doesn’t have to be anything, if you don’t want it to be. We can just be—“

She shakes her head. “I want it to be something. We should at least try.”

It feels like such a small word, like nothing new. He feels like trying his best sums up his whole life.

Then again, it’s turned out pretty well for him. He’s got a job he likes, friends, and a soulmate who’s smiling up at him, eyes bright with happiness.

He smiles back. “I’m good with trying.”

*

In the morning, he calls his sister.

Clarke is on the couch, dressed in his clothes, which isn’t a new kink for him, but feels new because he is completely gone for her and his previous scale of things he was into no longer applies. She’s been texting Raven for updates about her and Gina, and Bellamy texted Miller with the update that Clarke was in the apartment, but he doesn’t think he can get away with texting Octavia. Even if he tried, she’d call back immediately, and somehow put herself on speaker phone so she could yell at him most effectively.

She picks up on the second ring. "Why are you calling so early? Did you and Miller have a fight?”

“That’s your guess?”

“Wait, am I supposed to guess? I was just annoyed. You woke me up. Did something bad actually happen?”

“Nothing bad.”

She groans. “Please just tell me, it’s too early for this shit.”

“I lied to you,” he says, in a rush. “About my soulmate.”

There’s a long pause. “What?”

“I told you I didn’t have one, but I do.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Her voice is small, and he closes his eyes against the guilt.

“It had nothing to do with you, O. My soulmate–it’s Clarke Griffin.”

“Clarke?” she demands. At least she’s too surprised to sound hurt.

“She was fifteen, I didn’t want to tell her. Fuck, I didn’t want to deal with it at all. And I wasn’t going to make you lie to your friends for me.”

“You kind of did, though. You had me tell them all that you didn’t have a soulmate.”

“Yeah, but you didn’t know it was a lie.” He rubs his face, and Clarke gets off the couch to wrap her arms around him, an unexpected burst of warmth. He leans into it. “I’m sorry, seriously. I kept wanting to tell you, but I didn’t know how.”

She pauses. “So why are you telling me now?”

“Because she found me,” he admits. “And I’m her soulmate too.”

“Of course you are.” She doesn’t sound sarcastic, or even surprised, just matter-of-fact. Like there was no doubt. “You thought you weren’t?”

“Assume I’ve been on a downward spiral about this whole thing for the last seven years. I figured I was going to die alone.”

“That’s why you should have told me, dumbass. Or she should have! I can’t believe you two. You’re both ridiculous.”

“We are,” Bellamy agrees, twisting to kiss Clarke’s temple. “We must be soulmates.”

Octavia, at least, just laughs. “Yeah. No question.”

[backstagepaige]

“Dear Marco,”

“I propose we keep this act up, I need to prove to someone I don’t like him and you need to get your ex so envious that she’s begging on her knees. What do you say Baby?”I smirked at the way he shifted and he looked out the window before turning to look at me. He extended his hand and said “Deal.”

Not my gif all credit to the owner!!

Warnings: None? Unless you count cursing

Pairing Marco x Reader

Word count:2,715k

Author: @backstagepaige please do NOT repost my work anywhere without elicit permission from myself. This took me a bit to write and I’d appreciate it if credit was given where its due

Authors Note: I actually wrote this for @thevikingsheaux​ 500 Followers Writing Challenge and this is my first one shot I’ve ever posted on tumblr so forgive me for any spelling, grammatical, errors or any errors at all i’m new to this. Also I know Marco isn’t in it much but I was hoping to possibly write a part 2 with more of him and the reader. I hope you all enjoy! I in no way own the idea of “Too all the boys I loved before” This is purely for fun!

Prompt:  “ 9. To All The Boys I’ve Loved Before type of situation where the reader’s little sister mails out her love letters to crushes that were never meant to see them”

          “You know you could've just told me you liked me right?” My eyes dragged over to the voice that cut into my conversation.

          “Excuse me?”My brows furrowed as I turned fully to face the soccer captain. Marco tilted his head back and looked at me through hooded eyes. He rolled them and reached into his back pocket pulling out a very familiar green envelope. My back straightened and eyes blown wide as I looked from him to the letter. The question now was do I play stupid or do i just own up to it?

          “I um... Where? When did you get that?” Marco groaned and opened it, unfolding the pink paper inside. And began reading from it loudly, “Congratulations on the big game, I knew you'd be able to pull that last goal off! I’m really sorry about Stacey though”I cut him off by snatching the paper and shoving it in my back pocket. I grasped his forearm and tugged him away from the people I was talking to.

          “Listen I wrote that in high school okay? I was a kid with a crush on the soccer captain, who by the way, Everyone also had a crush on.”I rambled feeling the hair that had fallen out of my ponytail stick to my neck and the heat creeping up my cheeks and into my ears.

          “(Y/N) you do know high school was only a year ago right?” I rolled my eyes and threw my hands in the air. People had begun slowing down to look at us and whisper.

          “Look, Yeah i liked you but you were hung up on Stacey and I knew i stood no chance. So I wrote a letter to get my feelings off my chest and I had no intentions of the letters getting mailed. I knew you didn’t like me... Good luck at the game tomorrow, I gotta go. Bye Marco”I quickly ducked my head and hurried around him.

          How the fuck did he get that? I thought as I glared at the books strewn across the table for four. I groaned rubbing my eyes and laid my head down among the words of the Martindale- Hubbell Law Dictionaries. My head felt thick as I sat up and let it fall to the side, reaching for my phone. No one came to the second floor but I made sure to peek around and make sure the creep of a librarian wasn’t breathing heavy behind a bookshelf. Scrolling through my contacts I hunted my sisters number and tapped on her contact seeing her photo pop up on the screen. I closed some of the books and stacked them as I waited for her to pick up the phone.

          “How’s college whore?”I rolled my eyes as the words flooded my ear. “Just cause i’m in a sorority doesn’t mean i’m sucking off every frat guy. Stop watching porn you brat, it’s ruining college for you”I laughed hearing her gag over the line “First of all, I never wanna hear you say sucking off and porn again, Secondly I prefer the real thing not videos”I squinted my eyes shut and shook my head. “Oh my god moving on, College is fine. How’s home?”I speed, pinching the bridge of my nose and sighing as she laughed. “Good, We all miss you but I miss you the most don’t let them lie to you- Your room is so awesome though (Y/N)”I furrowed my eyebrows and shot up in my seat making the legs of the chair squeal against the hardwood floor surely scratching it. “What are you talking about brat?”Her nickname felt heavy on my tongue as she giggled at something the muffled voices on the other line said. “Well you aren’t here but on the holidays so mom said I could switch rooms with you,”I felt my mouth drop at the betrayal by my mom She promised my room would always be my room no matter what! How rude! I went to speak but she cut me off “You know you had a letters at the bottom of your desk drawer? They were addressed so I figured you meant to mail them and never did so I took the liberty of doing it for you. You’re welcome no need to thank me! But hey I gotta blast and befriend some bad influences- I love you and miss you so much can’t wait to see you” I wanted to yell ‘wait’ but the dial tone cut me off. I stared out the tall windows and watched as people walked across the quad and walked up the stairs to come to the library and only one thing floated around my head.  I’m gonna fucking kill her.

          Zoe was sprawled out on my bed with her head hanging off the edge, Her hair dragging against the floor as she watched me pacing back and forth.

          “Why did I have to be the only kid born with brain cells?” “How many brain cells can you actually have? You’re the one who wrote the addresses on the letters.” I stopped and glared at her opening my mouth to spit something back but decided against it and continued pacing. “For the love of god,”Zoe jumped from the bed and grasped my shoulders turning me to face her and shaking me a bit. “You criminal justice majors and your anxiety. How can you even wanna be a cop?”Zoe laughed continuing “You can’t do anything about it now. Just own up to it and be honest- Who knows, he's single maybe you guys can be the power couple this school needs?”I rolled my eyes before closing them and rubbing the heels of my hands into my sockets harshly.

            “You’re right... Rejection isn’t something I really handle all too well.”I looked down at my hands and picked at the red acrylics. Zoe let me go and took a step back, “I’d never thought of you as the sheepish type. Wolfish? Definitely but sheepish? Not my (Y/N).” My cheeks flared with heat and I tightened my jaw “ I’m not sheepish. You can’t be in my line of career choice. That’s how you end up in a body bag.”I barked watching as Zoes brown eyes rolled behind her lids.

          “You definitely have the dramatics of cop that’s for damn sure” “And you have the attitude of a lawyer”I smirked watching as she spun around slowly her left eye twitching slightly. “Take. That. Back.”Her teeth were gritted and I crossed my arms “What are you gonna do? Strangle me with your fabrics?”She flicked her hair over her shoulder as she answered “Maybe, but you always told me to never kill anyone I know. I’ll settle for bugging you for the rest of your life.” I gasped and placed my hands on my cheeks and shrieked “The horror! I'll take getting strangled by a scarf over that”I laughed as Zoe stuck her tongue out and waving me off as she flopped on her bed.

          “Remind me why we joined a sorority?”She groaned and I crawled onto my bed and laid down. “Because we wanted to experience everything college has to offer even all the coke whores and guys that wear shorter shorts than mine...Plus we got a free pen”I laughed hearing her mumble ‘Fuck frat boys.’ My laughter died down as I saw a facebook message from Alex Hogh Andersen saying ‘I just received the most precarious letter in the mail from home today’ I screamed and threw my phone.

          “I’m so fucked, I’m so fucked, I’m so fucked!”I hissed viscously scrubbing my scalp as the cold water pounded on my scalding skin as I tried to recant the letters I wrote to the three boys. Marco, Alex, and- “Oh god” I reached out of the shower trying to find my phone.

          I quickly dialed my brothers number praying he’d pick up. “(Y/N)? What's wrong?”My 20 year old brother spoke and I sighed “Hey Are you with JP?”I was tapping my foot as the water pounded on my upper back.

          “Yeah? Why?” “Let me speak to him please” there was a pause “Uhm Okay...”I heard him move the phone and a gruff voice came through the phone. “Hey (Y/N/N)” “JP Hi! Uh I have a weird question.”

          “Uh...Go on?” JP spoke and I could just see him rubbing his jaw. “Oh! Sorry uhm How’s Sophie?”I stuttered scratching my neck and turned to make the water hotter.                                                                                                                 “She's good, She and I aren’t exactly seeing each other anymore...”His voice trailed off and I opened my mouth to speak.

          “Uh (Y/N)? You there?” “Yeah yeah I’m sorry I spaced out...” “Of course you did, How’s College?”I scoffed and babbled on “No no no you are not changing the subject! What happened? You two were engaged!”I turned the water off and reached for my towel pressing the phone between my shoulder and cheek. I wrapped the towel around me as JP spoke, “She thought I was cheating- Hey Cam I’ll be right back”I heard JP matter as I stepped out of the shower.

          “What that's insane! You would never-”JP cut me off and spat “Why’d you send me that letter (Y/N)?” “Jordan I promise you that letter was never meant to be mailed for Gods sake I wrote it before you and Sophie even dated! Yeah I may have written another when you when you got engaged but Jordan I’ll call Soph right now and talk to her”I was pacing again as the words fell  of my tongue.

          “Why didn’t you just tell me? I told you everything!” Oh he was mad mad. “It’s not easy telling your brothers best friend that you cared for him! Jordan I’m sorry” I felt like my throat was closing up as I let the lid drop on the toilet and slump down on it. I rubbed my forehead and took a deep breath trying to control my breathing “I like you (Y/N). See it’s not that hard?”I froze at his words and pulled the phone away from my ear to make sure I was still on the phone.

          “Jordan I... I... I’m seeing someone.”I blurted and covered my mouth from spewing anymore word vomit. “Well then... I guess this is gonna be weird then”I jumped as a knock resonated through the room. I heard Zoe yell that she’ll get it and I slowly stood up opening the bathroom door. I let my hand fall from my ear, Seeing Jordan and Cam standing in the doorway and Jordan ended the call “Hey” I whispered as Cam ran up and hugged me.

          “We have a mixer tonight you guys are more than welcome to come but if anyone asks, you're with the VP of Sisterhood Event Planning and you're here to make sure no one breaks the rules; basically security,” I brushed my hair stepping out of the bathroom. “I gotta run to my professor's office and turn in my case and reports, I shouldn’t be more than thirty minutes to an hour.” I rambled as I walked to my desk and gathered the papers looking back to the boys as they slumped on my bed.

          “Xbox remotes are in the bedside drawer and help yourself to what’s in the mini fridge” Zoe jumped in saying “Not my stuff though” “Well duh.”I sighed shaking my head and starting to stuff my binders in my bag and hugging everyone, “Be good, Don’t! Flirt with sisters either!”I scolded pointing a finger at both the boys before closing the door.

          After dropping off the reports and case work I walked out to the field to see the boys scrimmage, I looked for a ponytail and a yellow band on someone’s right arm. When a couple of the guys saw me they smiled and waved, I waved and walked further onto the field.

          “Hey boys, Where’s your captain?”I asked as Jaxon stood up and threw an arm around my shoulders bumping his head with mine.

          “There’s our favorite photographer! Where ya been love?” He asked “Busy, You know i’ve been picking up cases for Crane. The internship isn’t helping with all the reports they're slapping me with... Where’s Marco?”I repeated raising an eyebrow and crossing my arms.

          “Under the bleachers with some redhead. Lacy or something” “Stacey”I stated matter of factly looking to the bleachers on the other side of the field.

          “That’s it! He stopped the scrimmage so it must be important, especially with the season starting tomorrow”  I nodded and ducked under Jaxon’s arm and throwing a hand in the air. “Hope to see you guys at the mixer tonight!”I shouted taking long strides to the bleachers.

          As I got closer to the bleachers I heard shouting, I knew better than to eavesdrop but i’m only human- of course i’m gonna do it.

          “What was the whole point of this Stacey huh? It wasn’t enough to dump me before championships last year; Now you come and tell me you want me back? For what?”Never in my life had I heard Marco yell so loud. “I... I miss you Mar...”and never did I think i’d hear Stacey Ross sound so weak. “No you don’t, I bet your little sugar daddy dumped you and you can’t be alone so here you are trying to ring me back in well guess what Stac?” I jogged around into their line of sight “M! There you are!”I exclaimed happily running up to him and wrapping my arounds around his waist.

          “Thought you said scrimmage was over at three?”I asked softly turning my back to Stacey and winking at him. “Yeah, Well it got interrupted”He spoke shakily raising an eyebrow. I turned and saw Stacey's eyes widen, “Oh my god Stacey Ross! Look at you!”I let him go and took a few steps closer to her. “You look like a hundred bucks! I just wanna thank you real quick, If you hadn’t broken up with M, He and I would've never taken the chance to be together! So thank you. Marco here must’ve spaced and forgotten our coffee date at 3:30”I cooed looking back at him and sticking my hand out for him to take, He grasped it softly and I gently pulled him away.

          When we were out of ear shot I whispered “Just go along with it and I’ll buy you a coffee”Marco looked at me stunned but nodded anyway squeezing my hand a little bit. As we rounded the bleachers I shouted at the team, “Sorry guys I gotta steal your Captain for a bit- Grayson take over yeah?”The blonde boy bobbed his head and stood up.

          I looked at Marco and squeezed his hand seeing him look backwards at the bleachers. “What the fuck was that?”Marco barked as soon as we got in my car.

          “Hey watch your tone! I just saved you from the claws of that demon! You know you would’ve taken her back and she would’ve gone back to UF and fucked the first professor she could open her legs for!”I snapped turning the car on and twisting to face him.

           “She transferring (Y/N)”My eyes dropped to my lap. “Oh... Well”I started laughing and covered my mouth. “I wanna make her work for it.”My eyes flicked on the lips that just spoke those words.

           “I can help with that, I need help anyway that's why i'm here”I softly spoke turning my head to face him fully. “I propose we keep this act up, I need to prove to someone I don’t like him and you need to get your ex so envious that she’s begging on her knees. What do you say Baby?”I smirked at the way he shifted and he looked out the window before turning to look at me. He extended his hand and said “Deal.”

[hypereactive]

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? my best friend

2. Are you outgoing or shy? shy

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? my best friend

4. Are you easy to get along with? depends. i try to be, but im also REALLY picky/have strong opinions on a lot of stuff, and im autistic..

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? yeah

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? a caring one, who listens before judging

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? yeah

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? my best friend

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? sometimes

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? probably my best friend

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “o”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? uhm. I like A LOT of songs.

billie ellish- bury a friend and you should see me in a crown

rag’n’bone man - human

rebel - black pearl (hes a pirate)

Aladdin soundtrack - Prince Ali and one jump ahead

arctic monkeys - Do I wanna know?

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? rarely

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? yea

15. What good thing happened this summer? new job, in my field of study

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? yepp

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? probs at least simple life

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? only if I run into him getting coffee (he works there)

19. Do you like bubble baths? if im in the mood

20. Do you like your neighbors? one i do, one i absolutely dont, the rest i dont interact w

21. What are you bad habits? im REALLY picky, and can come off as ungrateful (if u can’t do it right id rather u just not do it. apparently its more common to think at least you got something/they tried.)

22. Where would you like to travel? Anywhere w the right people. Nowhere without.

23. Do you have trust issues? kinda. More like I understand people wont understand me or meet my needs adequately.

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? morning coffee

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? my chin/teeth

26. What do you do when you wake up? if I have ResponsibilitesTM i get up and get coffee and leave the house in less than 20 min, otherwise i lay in bed on tumblr until i have to get up due to responsibilities or hunger.

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? im good w where its at tbh

28. Who are you most comfortable around? my best friend

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? yeah. 

30. Do you ever want to get married? yeah

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? lol yesss

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? none?

33. Spell your name with your chin. bdfuds

34. Do you play sports? What sports? not really. i like frisbee and longboarding if those count.

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? no. I cant keep secrets.

37. What do you say during awkward silences? i usu dont. ill just go on my phone/leave/etc

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? my best friend. 

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? hot topic

40. What do you want to do after high school? lol im not in high school

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? depends on what they did and why, and if they want to grow as a person/make it right

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? im tired/overwhelmed/content/bored

43. Do you smile at strangers? if i lock eyes with them and they smiled, i might smile back, but im pretty good at Not Looking At People

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? ocean

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? ResponsibilitiesTM

46. What are you paranoid about? having a heart attack and no one being around to help me/not noticing until its too late

47. Have you ever been high? yea

48. Have you ever been drunk? yea

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? no

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? black

51. Ever wished you were someone else? no, but i have wished my parents were

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? my chin probs. idk i like myself

53. Favourite makeup brand? i dont wear makeup

54. Favourite store? this is a duplicate question.

55. Favourite blog? uhm.

56. Favourite colour? black/grey/light pink/raspberry/celery green

57. Favourite food? cheese, cheddar brats, spinach, chocolate chip cookies, milkshakes

58. Last thing you ate? rice w beef, spinach, egg and soy sauce

59. First thing you ate this morning? coffee and nutella

60. Ever won a competition? For what? I think so but i cant remember. Oh i think I won an anti-bullying poster competition once.

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? lol nopee

62. Been arrested? For what? no

63. Ever been in love? few times now

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? uh. no. cuz i didnt even like the dude.

65. Are you hungry right now? no

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? i only have one real friend so I feel like thats unfair

67. Facebook or Twitter? tumblr.

68. Twitter or Tumblr? still tumblr

69. Are you watching tv right now? lol no

70. Names of your bestfriends? no, bc hed not appreciate it

71. Craving something? What? not rn

72. What colour are your towels? grey or floral w pinks and blacks and oranges

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 3

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? yes, usu. 2

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? total? uh. 8?

75. Favourite animal? birbs prob.

76. What colour is your underwear? why?

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? chocolate, unless its ice cream. then vanilla

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? berry (any) or cheesecake (also any)

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? grey

80. What colour pants? a darker grey

81. Favourite tv show? uh. i like sherlock.

82. Favourite movie? deadpool probs. or pirates of the Caribbean. or Aladdin. or detective pikachu.

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? never seen either

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? never seen either

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? n/a

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? uhm. I cant remember. Probs the black and white one w the scar, or the starfish, or the sea gull

87. First person you talked to today? my sister

88. Last person you talked to today? my best friend

89. Name a person you hate? my past roommate

90. Name a person you love? my best friend

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? my past roommate and most recent ex

92. In a fight with someone? currently? no? ever? yes.

93. How many sweatpants do you have? 5

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 6

95. Last movie you watched? i dont know

96. Favourite actress? i dunno

97. Favourite actor? i dunno

98. Do you tan a lot? no

99. Have any pets? no

100. How are you feeling? i dont know

101. Do you type fast? yeah

102. Do you regret anything from your past? yeah, but not overly

103. Can you spell well? i think so 

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? no

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? i dont think so, but i want to (w the right people)

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? yeah, oops

107. Have you ever been on a horse? yep

108. What should you be doing? cleaning my house

109. Is something irritating you right now? no

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? yea

111. Do you have trust issues? yea

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? my best friend

113. What was your childhood nickname? B. as in, just the letter

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yea

115. Do you play the Wii? no

116. Are you listening to music right now? yea

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? not usually

118. Do you like Chinese food? i think so

119. Favourite book? uhm. sherlock (the whole series). the uglies series (scott westerfield). the secret garden. Fahrenheit 451. 1984. 

120. Are you afraid of the dark? no, but sometimes im afraid theres something in it

121. Are you mean? no

122. Is cheating ever okay? no

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? if i want to

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? no

125. Do you believe in true love? im not sure i know what this means

126. Are you currently bored? no

127. What makes you happy? i dont know

128. Would you change your name? no

129. What your zodiac sign? gemini

130. Do you like subway? i cant eat there

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? lol weve been dating for a while now

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? my best friend

133. Favourite lyrics right now? uh. I dont know.

134. Can you count to one million? that would take a month, so no.

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? i dont know. probably that i couldnt go to work bc i was “throwing up from a migraine” when i hadnt thrown up (yet).

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? it varies

137. How tall are you? i think im like. 5′8″?

138. Curly or Straight hair? curly. but not consistent

139. Brunette or Blonde? i am a brunette

140. Summer or Winter? winter. i can always wear more clothes

141. Night or Day? night. its quiet and calm

142. Favourite month? august and october

143. Are you a vegetarian? no

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? yes.

145. Tea or Coffee? yes. depends on time of day/year/mood/etc

146. Was today a good day? i dont know

147. Mars or Snickers? mars

148. What’s your favourite quote? “if you cant explain it simply, you dont understand it well enough” -einstien is one of them. but there are more

149. Do you believe in ghosts? i dont know

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “aunt lillian’s footsteps became more distant, became whispers, were gone.”

@ramblebrambleamble i got bored and answered all of them

[thundercaya]

requests are still open, so can we get thomas interacting with madison's parents please? good luck on getting 2000 followers!

Jefferson grabbed his phone off his desk and headed out the door, eager to leave his office and the Capitol before he could be detained yet again. Madison had left over thirty minutes ago and was probably eagerly waiting for Jefferson to bring home dinner. Once he was safely in his car, Jefferson shot him a text.Hey hon I’m finally out. What do you want to eat tonight?Can you bring in a pizza?

Not exactly surprising coming from Madison, but pizza hadn’t been at the top of the list since Jefferson had seen him eating a slice at lunch earlier that week. Still, who was he to deny the love of his life his favorite meal?Of course hon.As soon as Jefferson pulled out of the parking lot, another text followed. At the first red light, he glanced at it.CANCELHe didn’t have time to respond before he got moving again, so he simply changed his course from the pizza parlour to Madison’s house. He probably had a surge of heartburn and wanted something gentler for dinner.As he made his way up the walk, Jefferson did a mental inventory of what was in Madison’s fridge, trying to plan something he could throw together quickly. He opened the front door and called out; “Hon, I cancelled the pizza!”When Jefferson caught sight of Madison seated in the living room with his parents, he realized that the man had meant cancel the visit. Madison looked more resigned than anything, so Jefferson hoped that meant Madison wasn’t mad that he’d misinterpreted the message.“Mr. and Mrs. Madison,” Jefferson greeted. “I didn’t see a car outside.”“We took a mover,” Mr. Madison said, standing to shake Jefferson’s hand.“An Uber, Love,” Mrs. Madison corrected. She put her arms around Jefferson, pulling him into a tight hug. “It’s good to see you, Thomas.”“Good to see you, too,” Jefferson said as the couple sat back down. He didn’t take a seat of his own, wondering if he could maybe still make an escape. Madison was digging his fingers into the armrest of his chair and looking more and more like he wanted to become liquid and be absorbed into the seat cushion. “What, uh, brings you into town?”“We just wanted to see our boy and take him to a nice dinner,” Mrs. Madison said. “You too, of course. So I’m glad to hear you cancelled your pizza.”Jefferson cleared his throat. “That’s a very kind invitation, but while I can get away with having dinner with my best friend in public, having dinner with his parents might be a bit conspicuous.”“Fair point,” Mr. Madison said. “Maybe we could order in after all.”“I have a better idea,” Mrs. Madison said. “Jimmy, why don’t you drive somewhere and pick us up something?”Jefferson saw Madison stiffen. “Why don’t I go?” he said quickly. “James is already comfortable and I haven’t even sat down yet.”“He is absolutely not comfortable,” Mrs. Madison said. She turned to her son again. “Sweetie, a quick little trip outside is just want you need to calm yourself. I know you don’t like surprises and I’m sorry for just showing up, but if you take a minute to relax, then we can all have a good time. All right, baby?”Madison took a deep breath and let it out slowly, his fingers loosening from the armrests. “All right,” he said, pushing himself to his feet. “Chili fries are happening, and you can’t stop it.”Once Madison was out the door, Jefferson finally gave in and took a seat.“So….” he said, now that it was clear that the person they were really there to see was him. “What would you have done if we’d gone out to dinner?”“Asked you to drive us while Jimmy drove himself,” Mrs. Madison said. “Same reason, to let him catch his breath.”“Well, the chili dog place has pretty fast service, so what did you need to talk to me about?”“Here’s the thing,” Mr. Madison said. “The other day, Fanny was–”“Taylor, honey,” Mrs. Madison cut in.“Right. The other day Taylor was laughing at her phone, and when I asked her what was so funny she showed me one of those, uh, those pictures with words that people like to post around Facebook.”“A meme?” Jefferson offered.“Yeah, one of those. Jimmy had sent it to her, and I guess it was supposed to be funny somehow, and I don’t remember exactly what it said and she never told me how to find it on my phone, but it was something about suicide.”“Well, sir, from what I understand, that seems to be the kind of thing that kids today find funny.”“I know that. That’s why I’m not worried about Fa- about Taylor. But Jimmy is the one who sent it to her, and he’s not some ‘kid today’ with a weird sense of humor. He’s a grown man with a… history of worrying behavior.”“Jimmy has always been a bit… morbid,” Mrs. Madison added. “I’m sure it has to do with his first baby sister dying. But it really got concerning after that boy from Princeton passed away.”Jefferson furrowed his brow; he didn’t know about Madison losing a friend in college. “What boy from Princeton?”“If he hasn’t told you, I’m not sure we should.”Madison’s father put a hand on Mrs. Madison’s knee.“Nelly, the context matters here.”She sighed, putting her hand on his and squeezing before continuing.“His roommate passed away the summer after their first year. Jimmy went really hard into school after that. We didn’t think much of it because he was already going hard into school before that, but we didn’t realize it was worse this time. Towards the end of his second year, he passed out in class. Exhaustion, dehydration, low blood sugar. Now, you know Jimmy’s not a healthy-living kind of person, but that was downright negligent, and just not like him. We asked him what happened and he said why try to take care of yourself when you can just drop dead out of nowhere on a beautiful day?”“That’s what happened to the Princeton boy?”“Yes. He had a heart condition no one knew about. We took Jimmy home from the hospital. His grades were excellent, and the school was worried about how it looked for one of their students to have a breakdown, so they let him take his finals late. Ever since then we’ve had to keep an eye on him in case he ever got too self-destructive—or got more direct. You’re the closest one to him now, geographically and emotionally. You’re the one who can keep the best eye on him, and I’m sure you have. How has he been?”Jefferson took a moment, having to recontextualize his own observations and ideas about the man he loved with this information that had been previously withheld from him. The Madisons seemed to understand this, not prompting him to speak sooner.“He’s not the worst I’ve seen him,” Jefferson said finally. “If he’s making jokes about it with his sister, then he’s probably mostly fine. I think if it was something he was really thinking about, he’d avoid the topic. You know how nervous he gets about saying the wrong thing. I think a truth-said-in-jest situation would be too stressful for him.”“What….” Mrs. Madison hesitated. “What is the worst you’ve seen him?”Now Jefferson was in a bind. Of course Madison wouldn’t want Jefferson to talk about his lowest moments–didn’t even want Jefferson to see those moments if he could help it–but these were his parents asking, people who had seen similar moments themselves and were worried because of them. He realized, however, that the relevant information wasn’t what those moments were like, but how often they were, and what, if anything, caused them. They didn’t need to know about Madison dampening Jefferson’s tank tops with tears and stretching out the necks as he gripped onto the straps for dear life. They didn’t have to know about how hard it was for Madison to force a buttered cracker down his throat some days only for him to inhale a frozen cheesecake the next day without even bothering to defrost it first. They didn’t need to know about the nights that Madison spent on the floor next to the bed instead of in it, crawling under the covers just before Jefferson awoke, the imprint of his body in the carpet the only reason Jefferson knew. They didn’t have to know about the days that Jefferson wasn’t allowed anywhere near Madison, not a single text or phone call answered, and the edge of desperation Madison couldn’t quite keep out of his voice when he finally had enough of being alone and asked for Jefferson’s company.“The last real rough time he had was when he had to change his medication,” Jefferson said. “It’s been doing its job since he adjusted to it, but it was kind of giving him hell for a while there.”“He didn’t tell us he’d changed it,” Mrs. Madison said. “Was there something wrong with the old ones? Did they make him ill again?”“He did tell us,” Mr. Madison said. “Remember? He sent us a picture to complain how much bigger the tablets were.”“Oh, that’s right! He’d been on the old ones so long they weren’t working anymore. I wish he’d told us he was having a rough transition. It’s just like him to whine about the pills and not talk about what they’re doing.”There was a knock on the door, which was strange since Madison usually locked his gate. Jefferson furrowed his brow. “Uh. I guess I should check that.” He stood up from his seat and went to the door. When he looked through the peephole he saw Madison and let out a bemused huff. “It’s your son,” he said before opening the door. “Hey hon. Why did you knock?”“I’m absolutely certain my parents were talking to you about me and I didn’t want to walk in if you weren’t finished. I’ve actually been here a couple minutes, but I was worried about the chili fries getting soggy and cold.”Jefferson glanced over his shoulder at Madison’s parents. Mrs. Madison stood up. “Bring the food in, baby. I’ll set the table.”“You don’t need to set the table for chili fries,” Madison said as he moved past Jefferson to join his mother heading for the kitchen.Jefferson shook his head and let out a sigh before closing and locking the door. When he turned to move to the kitchen, Mr. Madison had stood up as well. He patted Jefferson on the back. “We can never repay you enough for looking after him.”Jefferson smiled warmly. “Well, don’t worry about that. He repays me tenfold.”Mr. Madison pulled a face and then turned towards the kitchen.Jefferson winced. “No, I didn’t mean–Oh, whatever.”

[jojuarez26]

Because I do

This is a Divergent AU. Modern day fanfiction

Eric/OC Mature language, strong content, possible triggers as story progresses.

This has been in my head and just won't quit speaking to me. So here we go

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I met Eric Coulter in a bar in Chicago about a year ago. Amber and I went to have a girls weekend out to celebrate me finally have the courage to get out of the fucking hell that was my six year relationship.

I spent two weeks at Pine Rest Mental Health Center. When we left for that weekend I was eight weeks single. What was supposed to be us girls having fun quickly turned into Amber on the dance floor while I nursed Dr.Pepper and Paul Masson at a corner table.

The bar was packed, there had been a charity event down the street and it seemed this was the after party spot.

I had been deep in thought reflecting on how at twenty- thee I was damaged goods, or at least that's how I felt. I heard a throat clear and a deep, gravely voice spoke.

"Excuse me. I don't mean to bother you, the bar is full and you have three empty chairs. Do mind if I sit down. Even if it's just for a few minutes?" The gentleman asked.

He was the definition of sexy as fuck. At least six foot one or two, short dark hair and the most beautiful smoke gray eyes. Built like a shit brick house, biceps bulging in his black button down dress shirt.

He had the sleeves rolled up revealing black maze tattoos up both for arms with some parallel bar patterns down his neck. Two piercings above his left eyebrow and gages in his ears.

"Yes? No? Maybe?" He asked after a moment.

Shit. I shook myself from the daze of checking out the sexiest man to ever speak to me.

"Uh yeah. Sorry. Have a seat." I smiled feeling the blush creep up my neck.

"Thanks. I'm Eric by the way," he extended his hand to shake.

"Danielle. Nice to meet you," He had a strong grip.

After a few minutes he must have decided it was safe to speak. He was kicked back in a relaxed position even though he had on dress pants, dress shoes and the expensive looking button down. His outfit was all black except the pocket of the dress shirt had red flames embroidered on the pocket.

"Are you here alone?" He had his eyebrow raised in curiosity.

It didn't seem like he was hitting on me. It almost seemed more like concern. I shook my head and nodded my head towards Amber and her dance partner.

"No. Suppose to be girls weekend out, but well yeah. I don't mind though. I'm glad she's enjoying herself." I shrugged with a light sigh.

"You really aren't feeling the whole club scene are you? I just came for a few drinks to unwind myself. I was representing mine and my partner's business at the charity event. His wife is in labor. My girl is in Los Angeles for two weeks so I got to fly solo," he explained.

A girl, of course a man that damn sexy would be taken. At least it was a nice view to enjoy for the moment.

"We live about three hours away in Michigan. I just ended a six year relationship from hell. So we came to celebrate," I sounded pathetic.

"Sorry to hear that. At least you got out. Six years? You don't look that old." He had a sympathetic look on his face.

"I'm not really. Twenty-three. I met Pete when I was seventeen and a senior in high school." I needed to change the subject I really couldn't talk about this right now.

"So, you said your company. What kind of business do you own?" There we go Danielle good deflection.

"Dauntless Security and Investigate Services. After serving in the Marine Corps. For five years my buddy Four and I decided to open our own Security firm. We started out small, after three years we are expanding faster than we can keep up." He smiled with pride as he spoke.

I have to admit I was impressed. Although I had to shoot one of his own observations back at him.

"Impressive. You don't look that old either though. Incredible genes or just incredibly smart?" I asked playfully.

"A little bit of both I suppose. Just turned twenty-nine," he chuckled.

"I don't think I heard you right. Did you say you friends name is Four?" I asked curiously. It had to be a nickname, at least I hoped so. That would be awful parents to curse your child like that.

"You heard me right," Eric chuckled. "It's a nickname from high school. It just stuck. Freshman year he took on pretty much the whole varsity football team in Tris, his now wife's honor. Anyhow, he got his ass kicked. What nobody was expecting was that he waited and four different times he fought the top dogs until he was finally successful. The football coach started calling him Four after that. It just stuck." He just shrugged with a smile while flagging down a server.

Ordering himself another drink he offered to buy me another as well. We ended up talking about everything and nothing until it was closing time.

Amber had checked on me a few times, however with Eric keeping me company I was content to watch her enjoy her dance partner. As everyone started to clear out Amber and Jeff announced they wanted to go to a twenty-four diner down the road. Knowing that Eric's girlfriend Mariah was out of town and his best friend with his wife and new baby I decided to invite Eric. He seemed like he didn't want to go home to an empty house.

I was surprised just a little when he accepted. However I was grateful. We had hit it off really well, I really didn't want to end up being Amber's third wheel.

We talked about Mariah and how two years ago he thought she was the girl he would end up marrying. Now he wasn't so sure. Her career had been placing her out in L.A. alot. Her family was out there and after being in Chicago for five years, she suddenly was thinking about relocating back to the West Coast

Eric is originally from the Chicago area. He liked being in the Mid West and his business was really starting to take off and he had no intention of leaving anytime soon.

I told just a few things about how I met Pete and the chaos that followed me for the next six years. He told me I was way to beautiful, intelligent to ever let another person treat me like that again.

"Chalk those years up to a lesson learned and move forward. You seem like an amazing person and I can tell how you talk and carry yourself that you're intelligent. Know your worth. My sister was in a similar situation just for not as long. I understand how it happens, just be thankful you had the courage to leave," he had held my hand rubbing his thumb across it while we talked.

Amber and Jeff headed back to the hotel. Knowing how that was going to end up, Eric offered to walk around with me as it was close to dawn. We ended up a Navy Pier watching the sunrise over Lake Michigan. It felt amazing to be spending time with a guy with no pressure or worries of expectations. It felt like coming home to and old friend spending time with Eric.

Around nine in the morning he walked me back to my hotel. We sat in the lobby talking for at least another forty-five minutes.

"Well Danielle I really need to head home and get some sleep. Thank you for your wonderful company. You have my number and we are officially friends on Facebook. Keep in touch. If your ever back in the Chicago area we'll have to do lunch or something," he had the warmest smile. I wasn't use to a man being anything but cruel and cold.

"You saved my night so I actually owe you the thank you. I'm really glad we met. Thank you for reminding me that there are still some good men left in this world. Even if they are taken," I winked and smiled.

Eric looked almost sad for a moment. Then he looked like he was struggling with what he was thinking about.

"Fuck it," he said as he took a step towards me. Before I could even have a chance to think he pulled me to him and crashed his lips to mine. I knew I should've stopped him, but his lips where so soft. I couldn't help wrapping my arms around his neck as his slipped around my waist.

After a moment he pulled back and just leaned his forehead on mine. We just stood like that for a minute before he moved his lips to whisper in my ear.

"Any man would be lucky to have you. Don't ever let them tell you any different. Whenever you need a reminder of it, call me."

With that he kissed my cheek and slowly dropped his arms. He held on to my hands for just a moment longer.

"Text me when you get home so I know you made it safely. I'm really glad I met you Danielle." He let go of my hands and quickly turned to go without looking back.

After that weekend Eric and I stayed in close contact. We talked or texted all the time. Three months later Mariah had told him she had been seeing someone in L.A. for about four months and she was leaving him to go back to the West Coast.

About a month later luck would have it that my sister had a cheer competition at a high school just outside the Chicago area. I decided to tag along with my parents to see Eric.

I was shocked he actually just came and met us at the high school. He ended spending the afternoon at the competition with my family and going out to dinner with us.

Later we went to the bar alone for drinks. It was great spending actual time with Eric again. It was even better that he spent most the night with his arm around me and holding my hand. He knew now even more about what I went threw with Pete. So he always seemed to make sure I knew I was special to him. His best friend besides Four.

I ended up staying the night that night. We ended up making out on the couch, I stopped it before it went to far though.

"Eric I live three hours away. We are both just recently out of long term relationships that ended badly. I don't want to loose your friendship or mess things up. I need you as my friend," I had explained when I stopped him from unbuttoning my pants.

"Ok. I respect you and care about Danielle. I will never do anything you don't want me too," he was running his fingers down my cheek starring in my eyes.

"Can we just cuddle?" I asked softly.

"Of course," he repositioned us so he was behind me with his arms around me.

The next morning we met my parents and sister for breakfast. He kissed me softly on the lips when we said our good byes

"Next month we're having our company picnic. It's going to be an all day event carnival style. You should come. I'd like to introduce you to Four and Tris." He had his forehead on mine with his eyes closed.

"I don't think I can afford it," I sighed in disappointment.

"I'll pay for your gas. You can stay in my guest room. Obviously food will be provided. Come," he was talking in a soft, pleading voice.

"If I can get that weekend off. I'll come." I kissed his cheek and reluctantly headed to my parents truck. He stayed in the parking lot until we pulled out.

"He seems like a nice guy despite his looks. He looks rough around the edges and intimidating. He seems rather stern and business like unless he's looking at you," my mom smiled at me in the mirror from the front seat.

"Eric was in the marine corps. For five years and co-owns his own Security company. He can't help but be kind of militant. AND we are just FRIENDS mom," I made sure to stress friends.

"I don't look at my friends like that," my dad smirked.

"He's hot Dani! And he's not a dick like Pete," my sister added from next to me.

"He is too old for you so don't even think about Lynn. Stick to Uriah. And it doesn't take much to be less of a dick than Pete," I side eyed my sister.

Eric, his company and my previous terrible life decisions ended up being the topic of conversation the whole way home. My mother encouraged me to go to the company picnic and enjoy myself.

Even being away from Pete for almost seven months I was having a hard time getting out and socializing. I spent six years in a controlling, abusive relationship and struggled with continuous relapses in sobriety from drug addiction. I was what you call a self medicator.

I was still working on rebuilding my self confidence, social skills and dealing with crippling anxiety and depression. It seemed the only time I found the confidence and desire to be normal or some semblance of it was if I was talking to Eric.

So I guess I was going to Chicago for the weekend next month.

[critical--veins]

Answer all the get to know me questions :)

oh jeez tht’s so many I’m sorry u all have to scroll past this but I’ll do it for u anon 

1. Who was the last person you held hands with?

I genuinely don’t even remember my hands r lonely

2. Are you outgoing or shy?

SO SHY3. Who are you looking forward to seeing?

my familyyyy & best friend when I go home for spring break :)4. Are you easy to get along with?

yah man I’m chill with everyone5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you?

yes ! (I hope)6. What kind of people are you attracted to?

I like ppl who are genuine & kind!7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now?

nooooo (I wish but no)8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind?

this boy I’ve been talking to on & off cause he wants to see me when I come home :)) 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable?

not usually I guess it depends who it’s with tho10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with?

my friend paulina last night at 2am after getting back from a party lol11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“yah girl what’s up”12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now?

quixoticelixer- red hot chili peppers

hello euphoria- turnover

all my friends- knocked loose

hurt- trophy eyes

control- citizen 13. Do you like it when people play with your hair?

UH HUHHH 14. Do you believe in luck and miracles?

I mean this is an interesting question bc in the universe things happen that seem lucky or miraculous but are just due to chance so in a way yes, but NO15. What good thing happened this summer?

I met my family in honduras for the first time & they were so amazing16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?

ooooh this questions fun idk maybe!17. Do you think there is life on other planets?

ABSOLUTELY18. Do you still talk to your first crush?

nope19. Do you like bubble baths?

hell yah soak me up 20. Do you like your neighbors?

my across the hall neighbors in my dorm building are mean21. What are you bad habits?

NEVER LEAVING MY BED22. Where would you like to travel?

alaskaaaaa I wanna hike around denali 23. Do you have trust issues?

a little24. Favorite part of your daily routine?

GOING THE FUCK TO SLEEP25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with?

all26. What do you do when you wake up?

sigh rlly dramatically27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?

I wish I had pretty pale skin, but I like being tan too! so both28. Who are you most comfortable around?

my little sister29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up?

nope30. Do you ever want to get married?

OH YES SO BAD31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail?

yes!32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with?

Harry Styles for sure, Awsten Knight from waterparks is also v dreamy33. Spell your name with your chin.

L.JCYH (mood) 34. Do you play sports? What sports?

I used to be a cheerleader !! (I competed so miss me with that not a sport shit) 35. Would you rather live without TV or music?

TV36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them?

OH YES37. What do you say during awkward silences?

I don’t break awkward silences bc IM AWKWARD38. Describe your dream girl/guy?

someone smart! also just someone who can be chill all the time I hate fights & pettiness so like idk just be chill39. What are your favorite stores to shop in?

I luv going into furniture & decor shops like home goods or kirklands lol 40. What do you want to do after high school?

 I’m in college rn studying to be a conservation biologist!

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance?

no some people are genuinely bad42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean?

usually nothing bc I’m always quiet lol43. Do you smile at strangers?

yeah sometimes!44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean?

space 100%, I wanna see the earth from outer space I think that would be the most life changing experience!!45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning?

fuckin class I need to earn my degree46. What are you paranoid about?

never finding the love of my life 47. Have you ever been high?

yah like once lol48. Have you ever been drunk?

oh yeah49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about?

nah50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore?

grey!51. Ever wished you were someone else?

every FUCKING day52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself?

one thing?53. Favourite makeup brand?

I dont rlly have one! but I guess I use a lot of it cosmetics 54. Favourite store?

there’s this record store called the sound garden & I used to go to it in baltimore all the time cause I live like an hour from there, THEN I FOUND OUR THEIR OTHER LOCATION IS IN SYRACUSE WHERE I GO TO SCHOOL so like idk I love that store cause it’s my lil home connection

55. Favourite blog?

too many! ily all56. Favourite colour?

green :)57. Favourite food? 

MAC & CHEESE TILL I DIE58. Last thing you ate?

toaster waffles I didn’t even toast I just microwaved bc I’m lazy59. First thing you ate this morning?

the toaster waffles60. Ever won a competition? For what?

yeah I’ve won a photography contest & a poetry contest, and I got second in an art show for my dorm lol61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?

I was suspended in the 6th grade for telling a boy I wanted to punch him in the face lmaoooo 62. Been arrested? For what?

nooo63. Ever been in love? 

I don’t think so 64. Tell us the story of your first kiss?

fucking awful cause it was new years eve so I knew it was coming but I didn’t rlly want to, so the nerves just built & built the whole night so yeah not good not good at all65. Are you hungry right now?

nahh66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?

ya’ll don’t talk to me (the ones that do I luv u)67. Facebook or Twitter?

twitter68. Twitter or Tumblr?

both!69. Are you watching tv right now?

no70. Names of your bestfriends? 

maddie & brandon71. Craving something? What?

affection always72. What colour are your towels?

blue72. How many pillows do you sleep with?

373. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?

nah74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?

I don’t think I have any anymore75. Favourite animal?

BEARS I WANT A BEAR TATTOOED ON ME RN76. What colour is your underwear?

dark grey77. Chocolate or Vanilla?

chocolate78. Favourite ice cream flavour?

cookie dough every time79. What colour shirt are you wearing?

black 80. What colour pants?

no pants! all day long!81. Favourite tv show?

friends is one of my faves, but I also rlly love rick & morty which is a lil embarrassing but it’s the best

82. Favourite movie?

ya know I don’t rlly have a fav movie83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?

mean girls84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?

mean girls85. Favourite character from Mean Girls?

the goth bitch janis 86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?

crush the sea turtle is the best character87. First person you talked to today?

a BOYyyyy who I’m rlly into 88. Last person you talked to today?

my friend paulina!89. Name a person you hate?

lol this girl me & my friend just started going out with, she’s so awful & we’re trying to figure out how to cut her off without being mean :/ 90. Name a person you love?

my parents91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?

myself?92. In a fight with someone?

nope93. How many sweatpants do you have?

I have like 5 pairs 94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have?

TOO MANy95. Last movie you watched?

I watched nerve but I didn’t rlly like it lol96. Favourite actress?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯97. Favourite actor?

¯\_(ツ)_/¯98. Do you tan a lot?

not rlly but I tan easily so I don’t have to99. Have any pets?

I HAVE 3 CATS & THEY’RE ANGELS100. How are you feeling?

sleepyyyy101. Do you type fast?

yah 102. Do you regret anything from your past?

yes103. Can you spell well?

I tell myself I can but actually probably not104. Do you miss anyone from your past?

yeah my friend from last year who I kinda drifted apart from I miss her a lot105. Ever been to a bonfire party?

yeah106. Ever broken someone’s heart?

yes whoops 107. Have you ever been on a horse?

YEAH I LOVE TRAIL RIDES 108. What should you be doing?

writing my speech for my public presentations class & studying lol109. Is something irritating you right now?

no110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt?

yeah 111. Do you have trust issues?

a little112. Who was the last person you cried in front of?

I mean my friend emily but I was laugh crying113. What was your childhood nickname?

 my friends in middle school called me Lulu lmaooo 114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?

yeah I go to school out of state!115. Do you play the Wii?

no I used to tho116. Are you listening to music right now?

yah dude listening to being as an ocean rn 117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?

yup118. Do you like Chinese food?

I fuckin LOVEEE chinese

119. Favourite book?

idk I haven’t read for pleasure in a rlly long time 120. Are you afraid of the dark?

yes lol121. Are you mean?

no I try to be kind as fuck122. Is cheating ever okay?

noooOoOooo123. Can you keep white shoes clean?

nOOOOOOO124. Do you believe in love at first sight?

NOOOOOOOOOO125. Do you believe in true love?

yah I want to126. Are you currently bored?

yesssss127. What makes you happy?

sunday phone calls with my parents128. Would you change your name?

nah my names pretty unique I’ve never rlly met another Lucy 129. What your zodiac sign?

leo!130. Do you like subway?

yah subways dank131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

uhhhhhhh idk that’d be weird132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

my friend Paulina 133. Favourite lyrics right now?

”when I sit alone come get a little known but I need more than myself this time”

snow by rhcp is like one of my fav songs of all time & I just love that line idk 134. Can you count to one million?

who would ever135. Dumbest lie you ever told?

I DON’T LIE TO PPL BITCH136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed?

closed ew wtf who sleeps with their door open137. How tall are you?

4′10138. Curly or Straight hair?

curlyyyy139. Brunette or Blonde?

brunette140. Summer or Winter?

summer absolutely141. Night or Day?

BOTH 142. Favourite month?

I like may cause the weather is nice & also I get to go homeee143. Are you a vegetarian?

no I’ve given up meat for a while tho & it wasn’t bad! also I eat vegan some days just bc I like doing it but I love mac & cheese too much for that shit (I know vegan mac & cheese exists but easy mac) 144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?

milk145. Tea or Coffee?

tea146. Was today a good day?

I didn’t leave my bed so yah147. Mars or Snickers?

snickers148. What’s your favourite quote?

anything carl sagan has said ever I fucking love him but one of my faves is from pale blue dot that says

”The Earth is a very small stage in a vast cosmic arena. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds. Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot.”149. Do you believe in ghosts?

idk I’ve never had a ghost experience but I like the idea of it so sure150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page?

“The plant cell typically consists of a more or less rigid cellwall and a protoplast.”

It’s the textbook for my plant evolution class lmaooo 

tht deadass just took me so long lol thanks for occupying me for like an hour

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tagged by @enzaymada thanks!! i nearly did this last night drunk as hell but there was just enough sober me in there to Stop

under the cut

the last:

1. drink: water (i don’t get hungover but hoylshit my mouth tasted so bad this morning) 2. phone call: @chewytriforce called me!! we met up because she was in town! 3. text message: my friend who was even more shitfaced than me wants me to delete the 10+ minute video i took where he asks if it’s going on snapchat 4 times, gets pissed off that jay-z officially cheated on beyonce, tries to explain the wisdom of some random financial book (he’s going to school for business), and gets yelled at to sit down by our host on multiple instances 4. song you listened to: “give me hope” by new politics 5. time you cried: shit man….probs like a fuckn month ago lol

ever:

6. dated someone twice: no i’m literally dating my first person now 7. kissed someone and regretted it: not quite yet but i’m sure some day 8. been cheated on: god i hope not 9. lost someone special: mhm 10: been depressed: since childhood 11: gotten drunk and thrown up: nope! stomach of steel (my sister says that our genetics make us impervious to hangovers/throwing up but we black out easier lol so idk if that’s a great trade)

list three favorite colors: red, deep blue, pale green

in the last year have you:

15: made new friends: hella 16: fallen out of love: not really, idk what love is lol 17: laughed until you cried: nah 18: found out someone was talking about you: people are always and never talking about me so maybe? everyone fuckn gossips i’ve just never been in a spot where that gossip’s been ridiculously negative 19: met someone who’s changed you: i mean, probably, i’d have to look back on this year further down the line to be sure, though 20: found out who your friends are: this year was the year that i left behind all the fakers my guys! 21: kissed someone on your facebook list: boi doesn’t have social media so he can’t see me be stupid on all occasions

general:

22: how many of your facebook friends do you know in real life: i’d say all of them but occasionally i’ll see someone that i friended in 8th grade who i have no fuckn clue 23: do you have any pets: little mutt named zuko! 24: do you want to change your name: i give my parents a lot of shit because i’m the only person in the family with a name with no meaning, but i honestly love my name 25: what did you do for your last birthday: stayed up til midnight listening to sad songs (i’m such a cliche ahaha) 26: what time did you wake up: kept waking up throughout the night but i’d estimate officially like 7 (the earliest i’ve woken up since summer started) 27: what were you doing at midnight last night: spilling drinks on the host’s couch lmao 28: name something you can’t wait for: happiness, dango (the only dango in the nearby vicinity is in fucking san francisco i’m finally going on the 14th) 29: – 30: what is one thing you wish you could change in your life: how uncertain the future is rip 31: what are you listening to right now: nothing, it’s 8:30 am 32: have you ever talked to a person named tom: I HAVE TOO MANY TEACHERS NAMED TOM 33: something that is getting on your nerves: everything at all times but you just learn to ignore it 34: most visited website: probably timbl.hell (i hate myself) 35: – 36: – 37: – 38: hair color: black 39: long or short hair: right now it’s right in between long and short but i’m growing it out 40: do you have a crush on someone: i’m dating a person 41: what do you like about yourself: everything i’m fuckin amazing 42: piercings: i just have the normal earlobe, but i want my doubles + cartilage + nose eventually 43: blood type: i’ve been meaning to find out but idk 44: nickname: my name’s too short 45: relationship status: have a boi 46: zodiac: aries 47: pronouns: she/her 48: favorite tv show: don’t rly have one but i love the shows i grew up with so like atla or tt 49: tattoos: no but i want the moment i turn 18 (sorry mom) 50: right or left handed: right 51: had surgery: just the wisdom teeth like 2 weeks ago and i learned i get nauseous easily 52: – 53: sport: i used to play soccer and i miss it 54: – 55: vacation: around the world 56: pair of trainers: 1

more general:

57: eating: boutta eat some eggs 58: drinking: nothing 59: about to: Eat Some Eggs 60: – 61: waiting for: my lazy ass to get a job 62: want: to have a good time 63: get married: eventually with the right person yeah 64: career: i have some goddamn high aspirations i can tell you that

which is better:

65: hugs or kisses: hugs tbh i’m very tactile 66: lips or eyes: eyes 67: shorter or taller: shorter! i’m like 5′1″ on a good day so tall = mountain 68: older or younger: older but only by a little bit (i’m at that odd point where i can’t relate to anyone older than me bc they’re all going to college)… younger works too but by even less (1 year at most) 69: – 70: nice arms or nice stomach: Arms (tactile) 71: sensitive or loud: i’d have said sensitive before but like,,,,,,, i’m friends with the Most Sensitive and he’s fuckn annoying at times 72: hook up or relationship: relationship personally but i could hook up (as long as it is clearly defined as such) 73: troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker lol

have you ever:

74: kissed a stranger: no 75: drank hard liquor: literally 9 hours ago 76: lost glasses/contacts: i lost a pair of glasses in the fuckn indian ocean once 77: turned someone down: no one likes me 78: sex on the first date: nah 79: broken someone’s heart: i reiterate, no one likes me 80: had your heart broken: not quite yet 81: been arrested: no 82: cried when someone died: yeah 83: fallen for a friend: i have a mental block when it comes to that shit,, the moment you move into p close friend territory i can’t find you attractive

do you believe in:

84: yourself: i have to otherwise i’d just die 85: miracles: nah but luck usually has my back 86: love at first sight: nah 87: santa claus: no 88: kiss on the first date: yeah 89: angels: i believe in angels/something good in everything i see ♫ ♪

other:

90: current best friend’s name: uh one starts w a T, one starts w a K 91: eye color: brown 92: favorite movie: uh i don’t have one i’m kinda boring lol

tagging: hm i tagged ppl p recently so i’ll just tag the ones that can’t fuckn get mad at me for it hella @imus @angeleic @xihari @chewytriforce (u can do this on ur art blog if u want ur hella followers would Love It)

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I’m doing what no one wanted or asked me to do :D

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? My ex?? 

2. Are you outgoing or shy? Both 

3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? Uhh friends. hopefully. Um family friends coming to visit.. i’m not sure bc i’m becoming a social recluse and apologize for everything i do.  Oh and my college classmates I met last week, they seem super coolio.

4. Are you easy to get along with? I’d like to think so

5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? Idk, I hope so?

6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Guys, Gals, and nonbinary pals. Idk people with good personalities, nerds, soft features, again, nerds.

7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? I highly doubt it

8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Uh? No one right now?

9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Thats a yes and no answer. I’m okay with it but at the same time because I don’t know much of how sex works it sort of does? 

10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? Not sure. I don’t do deep convos often, the closet thing i’ve gotten is when I angrily told someone I’ve been wanting to die for the past few days, and that was a good month or two ago. I don’t usually do deep convos, I usually talk to myself about that jazz. 

11. What does the most recent text that you sent say?

“Nice Nice”

12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? 

Sharp Edges by Linkin Park, Heavy By Linkin Park, One more light Linkin park, Save by Tyler Joseph, Falling too by Tyler Joseph 

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Yess 

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Eh, not really 

15. What good thing happened this summer? I started a college class. (summer legit just started)

16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Likely not, as I doubt she wants to talk to me ever again. 

17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Maybe 

18. Do you still talk to your first crush? Yes? 

19. Do you like bubble baths? I would if my tall large body would fit in the bath tub

20. Do you like your neighbors? I do, more or less nice 

21. What are you bad habits? Eating food all the time, scratching at my skin, keeping in my emotions

22. Where would you like to travel? The uk! 

23. Do you have trust issues? Yes and no. I trust too easily but at the same time I have a hard time trusting at all 

24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Sleeping

25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? My chest/weight

26. What do you do when you wake up? Check my phone for the time

27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? Darker 

28. Who are you most comfortable around? My friend Ridge I think? I’m awkward around him once again bc i’ve been out of contact with him for a while and only recently got back to talking to him, otherwise i’ve become really uncomfortable socially around people

29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Not yet. 

30. Do you ever want to get married? Some day

31. Is your hair long enough for a pony tail? Nah not anymore

32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? Good question?? I’m not too into sex?? and I can’t remember/don’t know names very well. 

33. Spell your name with your chin. Nah fam

34. Do you play sports? What sports? I used to do Tae Kwon Do, but not for awhile 

35. Would you rather live without TV or music? Tv probably. 

36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Probably? Not sure?? 

37. What do you say during awkward silences? So... 

38. Describe your dream girl/guy? A nerd, a nerd in shows, video games, movies etc, soft features, cuddly and understanding of emotions, someone a bit taller than me, someone who understands that I get anxious quite easily and wont force me to do things that make me uncomfy.  

39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Hottopic, Spencers, JC Penny, Michaels, idk I don’t shop that often. 

40. What do you want to do after high school? Get my two year degree, get a job in that process, move out. 

41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? I do, but I give a billion chances when I shouldn’t. 

42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I’m overthinking, i’m doing art, listening to music, i’m angry. 

43. Do you smile at strangers? I do. 

44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Ocean 

45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? The fear of my parents checking on me, thus seeing my disaster of a room and then being like, get yo room clean, no pc til room clean, and the possibility of being teased at/ told off for sleeping so much.. 

46. What are you paranoid about? Everything tbh.. like fuck.. It makes things hard and it makes some friends disappointed bc I can be super fucking paranoid. 

47. Have you ever been high? Yep. 

48. Have you ever been drunk? Not yet

49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? I don’t know.

50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Dark blue 

51. Ever wished you were someone else? Yea 

52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? My weight 

53. Favourite makeup brand? Idk 

54. Favourite store? Spencers 

55. Favourite blog? Idk 

56. Favourite colour? Dark Navy Blue 

57. Favourite food? A good question 

58. Last thing you ate? Cheese cake 

59. First thing you ate this morning? Cheesecake 

60. Ever won a competition? For what? I don’t think so 

61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? Not yet 

62. Been arrested? For what? Haha no 

63. Ever been in love? I don’t know.. My last relationship was long distance and I started feeling nothing, kind of numb towards my ex, even when I went to see her it was sort of there sort of not.. So I don’t think so. 

64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? My ex got on the couch to be taller than me and we kissed. 

65. Are you hungry right now? No

66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? Idk 

67. Facebook or Twitter? Facebook  

68. Twitter or Tumblr? tumblr 

69. Are you watching tv right now? No 

70. Names of your bestfriends? I don’t know who my bestfriends are anymore because of the stupidity thats fucking ruined my life for the past year. Theres on person, her name is Kaylee 

71. Craving something? What? Cuddles :( 

72. What colour are your towels? Creme-coloured 

72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 6? 

73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? Yes 

74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? On my bed, there’s 5, in general thats a good question 

75. Favourite animal? Owls 

76. What colour is your underwear? Blue plaid 

77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate 

78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Green Tea 

79. What colour shirt are you wearing? Blue gray? 

80. What colour pants? Blue 

81. Favourite tv show? Lucifer or spn 

82. Favourite movie? Spirited Away 

83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? Mean Girls 

84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? Mean Girls 

85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? idk 

86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? Nemo 

87. First person you talked to today? My mom  

88. Last person you talked to today? Dunno yet 

89. Name a person you hate? Me, myself, and I, kind of jking, I don’t really HATE anyone?  

90. Name a person you love? A good question 

91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? Nah 

92. In a fight with someone? Not at the moment 

93. How many sweatpants do you have? 1 

94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 3? 

95. Last movie you watched? The Mummy 

96. Favourite actress? Idk 

97. Favourite actor? Idk 

98. Do you tan a lot? If I try to tan I have to burn my pale pale bod 

99. Have any pets? Yes 

100. How are you feeling? I’ve been better, def been worse. 

101. Do you type fast? I’d like to think so 

102. Do you regret anything from your past? Yea.. 

103. Can you spell well? More or less, when I care to pay attention 

104. Do you miss anyone from your past? Yes? 

105. Ever been to a bonfire party? Yea 

106. Ever broken someone’s heart? probably 

107. Have you ever been on a horse? Yea 

108. What should you be doing? nothing really 

109. Is something irritating you right now? yes 

110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? no 

111. Do you have trust issues? I answered this earlier 

112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? sort of my sister? like I walked past her crying 

113. What was your childhood nickname? Randaloo 

114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? I’ve been to different states

115. Do you play the Wii? Sometimes 

116. Are you listening to music right now? Yes 

117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? Eh 

118. Do you like Chinese food? Yes 

119. Favourite book? Merry Christmas Alex Cross By James Patterson 

120. Are you afraid of the dark? Yes 

121. Are you mean? I don’t know, probably to some people.. 

122. Is cheating ever okay? No 

123. Can you keep white shoes clean? no 

124. Do you believe in love at first sight? maybe 

125. Do you believe in true love? i’d like to hope so 

126. Are you currently bored? always 

127. What makes you happy? bouldering, going out and hanging with friends, DOING something anything. 

128. Would you change your name? I sure plan on it. 

129. What your zodiac sign? Cancer 

130. Do you like subway? Yes 

131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Sister-zone her. 

132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? I answered this already 

133. Favourite lyrics right now?  

“I'm holding on Why is everything so heavy? Holding on So much more than I can carry I keep dragging around what's bringing me down If I just let go, I'd be set free Holding on Why is everything so heavy? ” Heavy by Linkin Park 

134. Can you count to one million? No 

135. Dumbest lie you ever told? The lunch I had earlier I gave to my friend bc she didn’t have one. fml lol 

136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Closed 

137. How tall are you? 5′7 

138. Curly or Straight hair? I have curly hair 

139. Brunette or Blonde? Both 

140. Summer or Winter? Winter 

141. Night or Day? Night 

142. Favourite month? December 

143. Are you a vegetarian? Working on it 

144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? Milk 

145. Tea or Coffee? Both 

146. Was today a good day? I guess 

147. Mars or Snickers? Mars 

148. What’s your favourite quote? 

“I’m still figuring out who I am, but I know I’m not who I was” ~Brendon Urie 

149. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes 

150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? “You take off your belt. And it happens again.”

That sounds bad out of context but its not a sexual book at all. 

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Steal the Air - Captain Canary Pump Up the Volume AU

Title: Steal the Air Fandom: DC's Legends of Tomorrow Rating: Teen Pairings/Characters: Sara Lance/Leonard Snart Summary: Leonard Snart is your regular quiet nerdy guy by day, but at night, make sure to catch his Facebook Live posts as the mysterious Captain Cold. Modern Pump Up the Volume AU Timeline: n/a Word Count: 5,142 Disclaimer: I claim no ownership over these characters. I am merely borrowing them from Berlanti Productions, DC Entertainment, and Warner Bros. Television. Betas: Thank you to angelskuuipo and shanachie_quill for looking this over for me. Author's Note 1/Additional Disclaimer: I love the movie "Pump Up the Volume" and thought it would work so well as a Captain Canary story. It's so brilliantly written, that I couldn't bring myself to change many of the words from the film, so much of the text belongs to Allan Moyle and New Line Cinema. Author's Note 2: Written for @ficcingcaptaincanary​'s Movie AU prompt. (Told you I was going to be late with this.) Author's Note 3: Youtube links to songs used in story as you read or listen to playlist for this story on Spotify

Did you ever get the feeling that everything in America is completely fucked up? You know that feeling that the whole country is like one inch away from saying, 'That's it, forget it.' We live in a world where vigilantes dispense justice in the cities and metahumans rule the streets. And we're expected to survive high school and go out into that crazy world. I can barely think about surviving another day of mediocre education, let alone making it in the "real world". You know what I'm talking about, Starling City. So sit back, relax, and do not adjust your screen because I am Captain Cold and this is live. This is life.

~~*~~

"Hey, Sin, have you seen this?" Sara asked, sidling up next to her best friend as they headed into Starling City High School.

"What?" Sin asked, taking the cell phone from Sara. She glanced down at the open Facebook app. "Captain Cold? Yeah, I've been watching. You like every one of his posts so I was curious. Who is he?"

"No one knows," Sara said, taking her phone back and pulling up his profile. "The only photo is his profile photo with the huge parka and dark goggles. You can barely see his face."

"Maybe that's the point," Sin said. "He leaves that photo up blocking the camera for the live videos on purpose."

"I know, but he's gotta be a student here. He's as much as said so," Sara pointed out. "I'm gonna find him."

"Good luck with that," Sin said.

~~*~~

Everybody knows that the dice are loaded Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed Everybody knows the war is over Everybody knows the good guys lost Everybody knows the fight was fixed The poor stay poor, the rich get rich That's how it goes Everybody knows - Everybody Knows, by Leonard Cohen

Okay, down to business. I got my Black Jack gum here and I got that feeling, mmm that familiar feeling that something rank is going down up there. Yeah, I can smell it. I can almost taste it. The rankness in the air. It's everywhere. It's running through that old pipeline out there, trickling along the dumb concrete river and coming up the drains of those lovely track homes we all live in. I mean, I don't know. Everywhere I look it seems everything is sold out.

My dad sold out. And my mom sold out years ago when she took off after birthing my sister. And then he went and brought us here, to this this shitty corner of the world. He made me everything I am today, so naturally, I hate the bastard.

~~*~~

Laurel Lance sat on her bed, laptop open on her outstretched legs as she watched Captain Cold's live feed. She muted the video as her dad came into the room.

"I don't know how you get perfect grades when you're on that thing all hours of the night." Laurel felt like her smile was more of a grimace. "Don't forget that your Harvard interview is tomorrow. Don't want you looking tired. Good night, Sweetheart."

She kept the smile plastered on her face until her dad had closed her bedroom door before unmuting the video almost violently.

She didn't know why, but this Captain Cold seemed to understand her in a way her father never would.

~~*~~

I'm getting a lot of comments and private messages here. 'Dear Captain Cold, my boyfriend's giving me the cold shoulder. How do I show him that I really love him?' Why do you keep asking me for love advice? Do I seem like I have a lot of experience with relationships? If I had a girlfriend I'd be making out with her instead of talking to all you lonely freaks. 'Dear Captain, I think you're full of crap. High school isn't as bad as you make it out to be. Cheer up, buddy.' Well, you may be one of the few teenagers who doesn't hate high school, but let me tell you something, you're in the minority. You wanna know why I'm not "cheery"? I just got dragged to this dumb city. I don't have any friends, no money of my own, no car, and oh yeah, no license. I don't know what good a license would do since there's nothing to do here anyway.

~~*~~

Leonard Snart hesitantly went up to the librarian's desk in the school library, handing over the book he was returning to the cute blonde girl who was working at the desk.

"Hi," she greeted him.

"Hi," he automatically responded, adjusting his glasses.

"You're in my writing class, right?" she asked.

Leonard really wished the teacher hadn't read from his paper in today's class, drawing this girl's attention to him. Pretty girls like her made him nervous. "Uh huh."

"I like Mrs. Smoak. She's quirky." She turned away to look at his check out slip. "Now you're in trouble!" She paused dramatically. "You owe me twenty-five cents. 'How To Talk Dirty And Influence People' by Lenny Bruce. Who's he? Any good?"

Leonard shifted uncomfortably as he dug a quarter out of his pocket and handed it to her. "He's all right."

"Talk a lot?" Sara teased.

"Not too much, no," Leonard responded, making his retreat.

~~*~~

Sara pulled out a school newspaper with pictures of all the senior class in it as she watched the quiet new guy practically run from the library. She found his photo and circled it, then crossed it out. "Cute, but no way," she mused.

~~*~~

Curtain’s call Is the last of all When the lights fade out All the sinners crawl

So they dug your grave And the masquerade Will come calling out At the mess you've made

Don't wanna let you down But I am hell bound Though this is all for you Don't wanna hide the truth

No matter what we breed We still are made of greed This is my kingdom come This is my kingdom come - Demons, by Imagine Dragons

Guess who? It's ten o'clock; do you care where your parents are? After all, it's a jungle out there. I don't know. Everywhere I look it seems that someone's getting butt surfed by the system. Parents are always talking about the system, and the sixties and how cool it was. I hate the sixties, I hate school, I hate principals, I hate vice principals! But my true pure refined hatred is reserved for guidance counsellors. Captain Cold just happens to have in his very hands a copy of a memo written by Mr. Slade Wilson, guidance counselor extraordinaire to one Miss Amanda Waller, high school principal. "I found Miranda un-remorseful about her current condition." Bastard can't even say she's knocked up. "And she's unwilling to minimize its effect on the morals of the student population." Guidance counsellors! If they knew anything about career moves would they have ended up as guidance counsellors?

~~*~~

Carter Hall was sitting in front of his computer, Captain Cold's livestream open in one window with a blank Word doc open in another.

He hastily muted his computer as his mom knocked on the open door. "Carter have you finished your homework yet?"

"Yes," he somberly answered.

"Your father and I are downstairs, why don't you come and join us for once," she implored.

"No," Carter refused.

"Okay, Carter, have it your way," she said, sadly.

"Thanks," Carter said as she retreated.

Carter unmuted his computer as he typed: Dear Captain Cold, do you think I should kill myself?

~~*~~

I took the pistol and I shot out all the lights I started running in the middle of the night The law ain't never been a friend of mine I would kill again to keep from doing time You should never ever trust my kind

I'm a wanted man I got blood on my hands Do you understand I'm a wanted man - I'm a Wanted Man, by Royal Deluxe

Send me your most pathetic moment, your most anything, as long as it's real. I mean I want the size, the shape, the feel, the smell. I want blood, sweat, and tears in these messages. I want brains and ectoplasm all over them. Hallelujah! And now, all my chilly listeners, get comfy because my White Canary is back. "Come in. Every night you enter me like a criminal. You break into my brain, but you're no ordinary criminal. You put your feet up, you drink your mug of hot chocolate, you start to party, you turn up my stereo. Songs I've never heard, but I move anyway. You get me crazy, I say 'Do it.' I don't care what, just do it. Jam me, jack me, push me, pull me -talk hard!" I like that. Talk Hard. I like the idea that a voice can just go somewhere uninvited and just kind of hang out like a dirty thought in a nice clean mind. To me a thought is like a virus. You know, it can just kill all the healthy thoughts and just take over. That would be serious.

Sara was lying on her bed, listening to Captain Cold read her message for all the world to hear. "That would be totally serious," she agreed.

I know all of my chilly listeners would love it if I would just call up the pretty bird lady. But no! Because she never encloses her number.

Sara laughed. "Tough luck, creepoid."

She's probably a lot like me, a legend in her own mind. But you know what, I bet in real life she's probably not that wild. I bet she's kind of shy like so many of us who briskly walk the halls, pretending to be late for some class, pretending to be distracted. Hey, poetry lady, are you really this cool? Are you out there? Are you listening?

"I'm always out here," Sara promised.

I feel like I know you, and yet… we'll never meet. Ah, so be it. I don't know; drugs are out, sex is out, politics are out, everything is on hold. I mean we definitely need something new. We just keep waiting for some new voice to come out of somewhere and just say, "Hey, wait a minute, what is wrong with this picture?" Well maybe this is the answer to everything, wouldn't that be nice, huh? "Dear Captain Cold, do you think I should kill myself?" Great! Signed, "I'm Serious." And of course there is a number here. Hello, Serious?

Carter Hall took a deep breath and answered his phone. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay?" Captain Cold asked.

"Yep," Carter answered.

"I guess what I'm asking is how serious are you? How are you going to do it?" Captain Cold asked.

"I'm gonna blow my fucking head off," Carter responded.

"Oh! Well, do you have a gun?" Captain Cold asked.

"No, I'm going to use my finger, genius," Carter said, sarcastically.

"All right. So where is this gonna take place, huh?"

"Right here," Carter said.

"Where is this alleged gun? Do you have it with you? Did you at least write a note? You have a reason, don't you? You're not going to be one of those people who kills themselves and nobody has any idea of why they did it? Hey, that's why we need a note, pal!" Captain Cold cajoled.

"I'm all alone," Carter admitted.

"No, hey, look, maybe it's okay to be alone sometimes, everybody's alone," Captain Cold insisted.

"You're not," Carter said.

"I didn't talk to one person today, not- not counting teachers. I sit alone every day you know, sitting in the stairwell eating my lunch, reading a book. What about you?"

Carter hung up the phone. His mind was already made up. He loaded the gun.

I hate that, now I'm depressed. Now I feel like killing myself, but luckily I'm too depressed to bother. Great! Straight to voicemail. Rejected again, that's okay I'm used to it, terminal loneliness. People always think they know who a person is but they're always wrong. Most parents have no idea. It's just that mine had me tested because I sit alone in my room alone, naked, wearing only a cock ring, heh heh! I mean it really bugs me, everyone knows what a person should be, who cares how I should be! You know, in real life I could be that anonymous nerd sitting across from you in Chem. Lab, staring at you so hard, you turn around, he tries to smile, but the smile just comes out all wrong. You just think how pathetic, then he just looks away and never looks back at you again. Well, hey, who cares, that's my motto. Well, sleep tight, Miranda, sleep tight, White Canary, sleep tight, Mr. Serious. Maybe you'll feel better tomorrow.

Sara went to the paper she had taped to the wall of what she knew about Captain Cold so far. She wrote down that he ate lunch on the stairs reading a book.

She had a pretty good idea where to go look now.

~~*~~

Leonard was sitting outside with an open book and his lunch the next day, like he did every day.

The pretty girl from the library skipped down the stairs and stopped in front of him. "Hi, got a stick of gum?" She grabbed the package out of his shirt pocket, triumphantly. "Black Jack! My name's Sara, what's yours?"

"Leonard."

"Leonard," she repeated. "Well, hi, Leonard."

"Hi," Leonard said, marking his place in his book and closing it.

"Listen, I was gonna cut fourth period, do you wanna join me in the art supply room?" Sara asked.

"Er, no, I can't, got to go, sorry," Leonard said, awkwardly getting to his feet and practically running off.

"Sorry!" Sara called after him. "Maybe next time."

~~*~~

Mrs. Smoak was somber as she got the class's attention. "I have some very upsetting news. Last night one of our students, Carter Hall, took his own life. For those of you who knew him, there will be a memorial service at Dempsey Hall on Friday. I know it hurts, it's painful to lose someone."

~~*~~

Leonard found a quiet corner on campus and pulled out his phone. He opened Captain Cold's Facebook account and read the newest message from White Canary aloud, to himself. "You're the voice crying out in the wilderness, you're the voice that makes my brain burn and makes my guts go gooey. Yeah, you gut me, my insides spill out on your altar and tell the future, my steaming gleaming guts spill out your nature. I know you, not your name, but your game. I know the true you, come to me or I'll come to you."

"So you are him," Sara exclaimed from behind Leonard, causing him to jump. "Don't worry I'm not going to bust you or anything. Aren't you going to ask who I am?"

"No, I don't think so. No!" Leonard said.

"I'm the White Canary!" She boasted. "You don't believe me." She grabbed his phone and quoted without looking at the screen, "'I know you, not your name, but your game. I know the true you, come to me or I'll come to you.' Hey, relax, I'm not really like that, except when I am."

Leonard tried to get away from her, still upset from learning about Carter's suicide. "Look, I really can't handle this right now, okay?"

Sara looked at him sympathetically, as if she could read his mind. "Look, it's not your fault. I was listening last night. I didn't think he'd go through with it."

~~*~~

You're free to do what you want You never thought of consequences You created your own little world Where you could always be different

A place where the rules do not apply You could never be denied You took advantage of a good think Now the void you filled is empty

Put the mask back on Put the mask back on Don't take it off 'til everybody's gone

Put the mask back on Put the mask back on No disguise has ever lasted so long - Cover Up, by Trapt

You see I never planned it like this. I set up this account to talk to my old friends, but they didn't know to look for me under this handle. I thought I was talking to nobody. I imagined that nobody was listening. Maybe I imagined one person out there. Anyway one day I woke up and I realized I was never going to be normal and so I said fuck it, I said so be it and Captain Cold was born. I never meant to hurt anyone, honestly, I never meant to hurt anyone. I'm sorry, Carter. I never said, "Don't do it." I'm sorry. Um, anyway I'm done, stick a fork in me it's been grand. This is Captain Cold saying sayonara, over and out.

Sara sat staring at her computer as the video ended. "Come on, you can't do this," she told the screen.

Laurel shook her phone in the bedroom next to Sara's. "This is a joke right?"

"C'mon, Captain baby, don't stiff," Mick, Sin's boyfriend, complained as they watched together.

Leonard Snart paced around his bedroom, staring at his computer equipment. "What am I doing? Fuck It!" He sat back down and queued up a new video session.

You hear about some kid who did something stupid, something desperate. What possessed him? How could he do such a terrible thing? It's really quite simple, actually. Consider the life of a teenager. You have parents and teachers telling you what to do. You have movies, magazines, and TV telling you what to do. But you know what you have to do. Your job, your purpose, is to get accepted, get a cute girlfriend, and think up something great to do with the rest of your life. What if you're confused and can't imagine a career? What if you're funny looking and you can't get a girlfriend? You see no one wants to hear it, but the terrible secret is that being young is sometimes less fun than being dead.

"This is great, he's making it worse," the reporter commented to his cameraman outside the high school the kid who'd killed himself had attended. Whoever this guy was behind the parka and goggles, he'd made an impression. Whether that impression was good or bad, remained to be seen. What would get better ratings?

Suicide is wrong, but the interesting thing about it is how uncomplicated it seems. There you are, you got all these problems swarming around your brain, and here is one simple, one incredibly simple solution. I'm just surprised it doesn't happen every day around here. Now, now they're going to say I said offing yourself is simple, but no, no, no, no, it's not simple. It's like everything else, you have to read the fine print. For instance, assuming there is a heaven who would ever wanna go there, you know? I mean think about it, sitting on this cloud, you know it's nice, it's quiet, there's no teachers, there's no parents, but guess what? There's nothing to do! Fucking boring. Another thing to remember about suicide is that it is not a pretty picture. First of all, you shit your shorts, you know. So, there you are, dead, people are weeping over you, crying, girls you never spoke to are saying, "Why? Why? Why?" and you have a load in your shorts! That's the way I see it. Sue me. Now, they're saying I shouldn't think stuff like this. They're saying something is wrong with me, that I should be ashamed. Well, I'm sick of being ashamed. Aren't you?

"Sick to death!" Laurel agreed.

I don't mind being dejected and rejected, but I'm not going to be ashamed about it.

"Hallelujah," Sara called out.

At least pain is real. You look around and you see nothing is real, but the pain is real. You know, even this show isn't real. This isn't me; I'm using a voice disguiser. I'm a phony fuck just like my dad, just like anybody. You see, the real me is just as worried as the rest of you. They say I'm disturbed, well, of course, I'm disturbed. I mean we're all disturbed, and if we're not, why not? Doesn't this blend of blindness and blandness want to make you do something crazy? Then why not do something crazy? It makes a hell of a lot more sense than blowing your fucking brains out, you know. Go nuts, go crazy, get creative! You got problems? You just chuck 'em, nuke 'em! They think you're moody? Make 'em think you're crazy, make 'em think you might snap! They think you got attitude? You show 'em some real attitude! Come on, go nuts, get crazy. Hey no more Mr. Nice Guy! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh god!! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh yes.

We're all excited But we don't know why Maybe it's cause We're all gonna die

And when we do (When we do) What's it all for (What's it all for) You better live now Before the grim reaper come knocking on your door

Tell me, are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down? Oh, no let's go!

Let's go crazy Let's get nuts Look for the purple banana Until they put us in the truck, let's go! - Let’s Go Crazy, by Prince

~~*~~

Laurel Lance took Captain Cold's words to heart. She grabbed her ribbons and trophies - symbols of her academic achievement, of her so-called perfect life, and carried them down to the kitchen where she stuffed them in the microwave. Just before she slammed the door closed, she ripped off her stupid pearls and tossed them in, too. She punched something into the timer and watched in fascination as the items slowly spun around until the microwave exploded, spitting debris hit her in the face, knocking her out.

The explosion drew Sara out of her bedroom and down the stairs where she found her sister unconscious on the floor. She looked around, bewildered, until she saw the microwave and she burst out laughing.

"You tell 'em, Captain Cold," she muttered, reaching for her phone to call an ambulance.

~~*~~

The next day, Leonard watched as students rearranged the cards on the notice boards to spell out STAY COLD and hung signs that said THE TRUTH IS A VIRUS. Some of the teachers were running around freaking out, trying to get it all down. Others thought it was about time someone made a stand.

Sara tracked down Leonard and got him alone in the art room. "So, I don't know if you know this, but my sister is the perfect Laurel Lance." Leonard shook his head to indicate that he had not known this. "So, last night she burned up all her shit right after you suggested it, in our kitchen! Oh, her precious pearls were flying like bullets. Dad was un-thrilled."

Leonard ran a hand over his closely shorn hair. "This is out of control."

"Yeess!" Sara emphatically agreed, grinning maniacally.

"That's it, it's over. I just hope it isn't too late," Leonard said.

"Leonard!" Sara called after him as he ran away, again.

"Just leave me alone, okay, please?" he called back over his shoulder.

~~*~~

Leonard allowed his dad to drag him to the PTA meeting at the school. He slumped down in his chair as Principal Waller tried to conduct regular business when all the parents wanted to do was talk about him. Well, Captain Cold. He sat up straighter as Laurel Lance walked up on the dais.

"My name is Laurel Lance and I have something to say to you people. People are saying that Captain Cold is introducing bad things and encouraging bad things. But it seems to me that these things were already here. My god, why don't you people listen? He's trying to tell you something is wrong with this school. Half the people that are here are on a probation of some kind. We are all really scared to be who we really are. I am not perfect. I've just been going through the motions of being perfect, and inside I'm screaming."

"Laurel, you were a model student," Waller said, disappointment evident in her voice.

Leonard made a hasty retreat after Laurel left. This was all getting to be too much.

~~*~~

Leonard stood leaning against the wall outside the sliding door of his basement bedroom, deleting messages for Captain Cold on his phone.

"Hi! What are you doing? You having fun?" Sara asked as she approached him.

"Yeah," Leonard said, absently.

"Hey, look, I took some of these off the wall for you. I mistakenly thought you might want them," she said, thrusting some handmade signs at him.

"Thanks," Leonard said, letting them fall to the ground.

"So I guess you're not going on tonight," Sara commented after a few minutes of silence.

"Brilliant," Leonard drawled, pushing off the wall and going back into his room.

Sara huffed, following him. "Is this all just a game to you? You know you can't just shout 'fire' in a theatre and then walk out. You have a responsibility for the people who believe in you. What is this? C'mon say something, say anything. Open your mouth and say, 'Get the hell out of here bitch.'"

"I can't," Leonard said.

"You can't what?" Sara demanded.

"I can't talk," Leonard ground out.

Sara snorted. "Sure you can talk."

"I can't talk to you," he clarified. He let out a noise of frustration as he sat in front of his computer, put on his headset, and opened Facebook.

I got a message from this guy who's got a problem, he can't talk. I mean he can talk, but never when he wants to, not to girls, not to people. He just opened up his mouth and nothing came out. And this jerk finds somebody that he likes, which is probably the worst thing to happen to a person who can't talk. So, I don't know what to tell this guy because lately every time I give out advice the fit hits the shan. So, I don't know, maybe the best thing to do is just turn around and face the music and try to talk.

Leonard turned around to talk to Sara but she's gone.

"Leo," Lewis called, knocking on the door.

"Coming," Leonard called back, pausing the video and turning off the monitor.

"Leo, it's just me. I wanna come in for a minute," Lewis said, turning the locked doorknob.

"Yeah, just give me a second here, two seconds," Leonard said, taking off the headset and hiding it under a dirty tee-shirt.

"Open the goddamn door," Lewis shouted.

"On my way," Leonard said, checking the room one last time before yanking the door open.

"I have been out there for two minutes, what the hell are you doing in here?" Lewis demanded, looking for evidence of drugs or alcohol. Or a Facebook video.

"I was just reading," Leonard said, gesturing to the book on his desk.

"Oh c'mon, Leo, I heard you. I heard you talking," Lewis said.

"I was reading aloud," Leonard quickly said.

"Oh c'mon, do you really expect me to believe that?"

"Okay, I'll tell you the truth," Leonard said, not sure what he was going to say.

"He was talking to me," Sara said, popping up from behind the loveseat. "Hi, I'm Sara Lance."

"Nice to meet you," Lewis said, stunned. "How do you do?"

"I was afraid you would be mad at me for disturbing Leonard's homework," Sara said.

"You don't know how happy I am to meet you," Lewis said, looking at his son with new appreciation.

"Listen, I've got to go, but it was really nice to have met you. Bye, Leonard," Sara said, taking a step towards the sliding door.

"No, you don't have to go. Leo, she doesn't have to go," Lewis said.

"Bye now, see you tomorrow," Sara said with a wink to Leonard as she slipped outside.

"You've been a bad dog, haven't you?" Lewis said, punching his son lightly on the arm. "You know, for a second there I thought you were that crazy Facebook character they've been talking about on the news."

"Maybe he's not that crazy, Dad," Leonard suggested.

"Right! Very funny. Go get her, go on. That's my idea of homework," Lewis cajoled.

After his dad left, Leonard got his microphone back on and resumed his session.

Sorry about that, folks, technical difficulties. Let's see who we have out there tonight. The usual band of teenage malcontents. I certainly hope so, because Captain Cold is feeling kind of rude tonight.

~~*~~

Let's go out in flames so everyone knows who we are 'Cause these city walls never knew that we'd make it this far We've become echoes, but echoes are fading away So let's dance like two shadows, burning out a glory day

Devil's on your shoulder Strangers in your head As if you don't remember As if you can forget It's only been a moment It's only been a lifetime But tonight you're a stranger Some silhouette - Silhouette, by Aquilo

After Leonard put on the song he went outside to get some air. It had been a surreal night so far. He'd called Mr. Wilson again and was informed that his phone was being traced. Too bad for the cops that it was a burner phone. They could triangulate his signal, but not to his specific address, especially once he removed the battery and sim card from the phone.

He wasn't surprised that Sara was out there, listening to his cast on her phone.

"It's okay, you don't have to talk, you don't have to say anything and you don't have to do anything, unless you want to," she said, approaching him slowly.

"You're so different," Leonard said. "I mean, you're so fearless. I wish I could be like you."

"You are," Sara said, stepping close to him. They're so close but still not touching. Swaying together in the warm breeze. Almost dancing.

"I wish I could say things to you," Leonard said, raising a hand to hover over her cheek before lowering it.

"You do," Sara said, so earnestly. She grabbed his hand and placed it over her heart.

"Everything's so strange," Leonard whispered, his fingers flexing against her shirt.

"Yeah," Sara agreed, her breath hitching at their nearness.

"Maybe we're just crazy," Leonard said, meeting her eyes.

"So be it," Sara said, rising on her toes and pressing her lips to his.

Leonard wrapped his free arm around her back, pulling Sara closer as she wound her arms around his neck. The kiss was clumsy, messy, all teeth and hard lips, but neither cared. They paused, panting for breath before coming together again in a much more satisfying kiss.

"So be it," Leonard whispered against her lips.

The End

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1-150

Lmao first off alll at once painful very painful okay here we go SK”1. Who was the last person you held hands with? My ex 
2. Are you outgoing or shy? Both 
3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? My bed?
4. Are you easy to get along with? Occasionally 
5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? I would hope so 
6. What kind of people are you attracted to? Femme 
7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? I hope I got all this love to give 
8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? Um my brother I guess 
9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? Lmao no 
10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? My friend 
11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? Do what you gotta do 
12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Holy, meant to be, body like the back road 
13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Yes 
14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? No 
15. What good thing happened this summer? Meeting great friends 
16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Nooooooo
17. Do you think there is life on other planets? Yes 
18. Do you still talk to your first crush? No lol 
19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes 
20. Do you like your neighbors? Yes 
21. What are you bad habits? I bite my nails 
22. Where would you like to travel? England 
23. Do you have trust issues? Yes 
24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Going back to bed 
25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? My stomach 
26. What do you do when you wake up? Look at my phone 
27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker?i like my skin 
28. Who are you most comfortable around?my best friend 
29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? Yes 
30. Do you ever want to get married? Yes 
31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? No 
32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? Arizona Robbins from greys and Addison shepherd from greys 
33. Spell your name with your chin.lmao no 
34. Do you play sports? What sports? I use to play volleyball 
35. Would you rather live without TV or music? Without tv 
36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yes 
37. What do you say during awkward silences?nothing 
38. Describe your dream girl/guy? Someone who communicates someone who knows what they want 
39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? Zumez 
40. What do you want to do after high school? Out of high school 
41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? It all depends the situation 
42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? I’m thinking to much 
43. Do you smile at strangers? Sometimes 
44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? Outer space 
45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? Uh still having trouble with that 
46. What are you paranoid about? Not finding the love of my life 
47. Have you ever been high?yes 
48. Have you ever been drunk?yes 
49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? Nope 
50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? Blue 
51. Ever wished you were someone else? Yes 
52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? My stomach 
53. Favourite makeup brand? Don’t wear makeup 
54. Favourite store? Zumez
55. Favourite blog? I like a lot of blogs 
56. Favourite colour?blue 
57. Favourite food? Chicken 
58. Last thing you ate? Breaded chicken 
59. First thing you ate this morning? Nothing 
60. Ever won a competition? For what? No 
61. Been suspended/expelled? For what?suspended, yes something a cigarette on school property 
62. Been arrested? For what?no 
63. Ever been in love? Yes 
64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? Lmao I’d rather not she ended up cheating on me the next day 
65. Are you hungry right now?no 
66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends?yes 
67. Facebook or Twitter?facebook 
68. Twitter or Tumblr?tumblr 
69. Are you watching tv right now?no 
70. Names of your bestfriends? Brittany 
71. Craving something? What? Cuddles 
72. What colour are your towels?white 
72. How many pillows do you sleep with?3 
73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals?no 
74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have?3
75. Favourite animal? Henry the 3rd lol 
76. What colour is your underwear? Blue 
77. Chocolate or Vanilla? Both 
78. Favourite ice cream flavour? Ben and Jerry’s half baked 
79. What colour shirt are you wearing?tye dye 
80. What colour pants? Black 
81. Favourite tv show? Greys anatomy 
82. Favourite movie? I like a lot 
83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2?mean girls 
84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street?21 jump street 
85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? The emo lesbian lol me 
86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo?dory 
87. First person you talked to today? My sister 
88. Last person you talked to today? Ambria 
89. Name a person you hate? I don’t think that’s a good idea 
90. Name a person you love? My mom 
91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now?me 
92. In a fight with someone?no 
93. How many sweatpants do you have?lmao that’s all I have 
94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? 10 
95. Last movie you watched? 
96. Favourite actress?arizona Robbins 
97. Favourite actor?dereck Shepherd 
98. Do you tan a lot?not really 
99. Have any pets?no 
100. How are you feeling?eh 
101. Do you type fast?yes 
102. Do you regret anything from your past? Everything 
103. Can you spell well? I try 
104. Do you miss anyone from your past?no 
105. Ever been to a bonfire party?no 
106. Ever broken someone’s heart?not that I know of
107. Have you ever been on a horse?no 
108. What should you be doing?sleeping 
109. Is something irritating you right now? Love 
110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? Yes 
111. Do you have trust issues?yes 
112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? My boss who I call dad 
113. What was your childhood nickname? Eggnog 
114. Have you ever been out of your province/state?tes 
115. Do you play the Wii?no 
116. Are you listening to music right now?no 
117. Do you like chicken noodle soup?yes 
118. Do you like Chinese food?yes
119. Favourite book? The caged the animals 
120. Are you afraid of the dark? No 
121. Are you mean?no 
122. Is cheating ever okay?no 
123. Can you keep white shoes clean?yes
124. Do you believe in love at first sight?yes 
125. Do you believe in true love?yes 
126. Are you currently bored?yes
127. What makes you happy?music
128. Would you change your name?no 
129. What your zodiac sign?aquarius 
130. Do you like subway?yes 
131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? Lmao laugh I’m gay 
132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? My friend 
133. Favourite lyrics right now?if it’s meant to be it will be 
134. Can you count to one million? Lmao no 
135. Dumbest lie you ever told? I’m going to the movies 
136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? Either or 
137. How tall are you? 5’3”
138. Curly or Straight hair? Straight 
139. Brunette or Blonde? Blonde 
140. Summer or Winter?summer 
141. Night or Day?night 
142. Favourite month?February 
143. Are you a vegetarian?no 
144. Dark, milk or white chocolate?milk and white chocolate 
145. Tea or Coffee?none 
146. Was today a good day?i guess 
147. Mars or Snickers?snickers 
148. What’s your favourite quote?dead people receive more flowers than someone being alive 
149. Do you believe in ghosts? Yes 
150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? In bed so I can’t sorry! (via catscuddlingandyou)

[kissxng]

11/13/17 about me

1. Who was the last person you held hands with? al i think? 2. Are you outgoing or shy? i’m somewhat outgoing but certain situations with lots of people that i don’t know make me feel shy and anxious 3. Who are you looking forward to seeing? my sister and parents for thanksgiving, but also molly and my buffalo girls this week! 4. Are you easy to get along with? sort of... haha 5. If you were drunk would the person you like take care of you? maybe if i were with them, they’re a good person so i’d hope so 6. What kind of people are you attracted to? tall white boys with long hair that like angry music and rough sex, but also snuggling and telling me i’m pretty. commitment issues are a bonus. 7. Do you think you’ll be in a relationship two months from now? no, but i wish i could be 8. Who from the opposite gender is on your mind? uh jordan and drew 9. Does talking about sex make you uncomfortable? not at all 10. Who was the last person you had a deep conversation with? my roommate alesha 11. What does the most recent text that you sent say? “here’s a pic for proof” showing my parents my midterm grades lol 12. What are your 5 favorite songs right now? Daylily-Movements, The Grey-Movements, Crash-You Me at Six, Pull Up n Wreck-Big Sean, and Ric Flair Drip-Offset & Metro boomin

13. Do you like it when people play with your hair? Only sometimes

14. Do you believe in luck and miracles? Yes 15. What good thing happened this summer? I did a lot of really cool things with my friends, went to NYC with my best friend Kate, went to warped tour on Long Island, hiked with my family, and smoked a lot of weed with Alyssa and Tori <3 16. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? Yeah haha 17. Do you think there is life on other planets? It’s possible 18. Do you still talk to your first crush? No omg 19. Do you like bubble baths? Yes 20. Do you like your neighbors? No the bitches that live in the suite next to me are always loud as fuck 21. What are you bad habits? Being LAZY, piling lots of clothes on my desk chair instead of putting them away, not making my bed 22. Where would you like to travel? Amsterdam, Colorado, California, the Grand Canyon and Yosemite National Park, Lake Tahoe 23. Do you have trust issues? Yes it’s very difficult for me to trust people 24. Favorite part of your daily routine? Going to BED 25. What part of your body are you most uncomfortable with? My thighs and my stomach 26. What do you do when you wake up? Check my phone and pee 27. Do you wish your skin was lighter or darker? In the summer I wish I could tan easier 28. Who are you most comfortable around? my sister 29. Have any of your ex’s told you they regret breaking up? no 30. Do you ever want to get married? someday 31. If your hair long enough for a pony tail? yes 32. Which celebrities would you have a threesome with? Liam Payne and Zayn Malik LOL 33. Spell your name with your chin. - 34. Do you play sports? What sports? I ski and I used to dance 35. Would you rather live without TV or music? TV 36. Have you ever liked someone and never told them? Yes 37. What do you say during awkward silences? nothing because i am Awkard 38. Describe your dream girl/guy? someone that can enjoy really sweet and simple things in life, but also likes to take risks and do things that push their comfort zone. Someone that is full of love and can love me as intensely as i want to love them. Someone with a creative soul and a logical mind lol. 39. What are your favorite stores to shop in? I really like Zara and Urban Outfitters 40. What do you want to do after high school? I’m in college and plan to go to graduate school after 41. Do you believe everyone deserves a second chance? No 42. If your being extremely quiet what does it mean? That i’m either very mad or uncomfortable or in a bad/upset mood 43. Do you smile at strangers? no 44. Trip to outer space or bottom of the ocean? outer space, the bottom of the ocean sounds fucking terrifying 45. What makes you get out of bed in the morning? my alarm 46. What are you paranoid about? never finding love 47. Have you ever been high? yes LOL 48. Have you ever been drunk? uh yes 49. Have you done anything recently that you hope nobody finds out about? not that i can think of 50. What was the colour of the last hoodie you wore? medium blue 51. Ever wished you were someone else? yes 52. One thing you wish you could change about yourself? i wish i was 20lbs thinner 53. Favourite makeup brand? kat von d b/c her liquid lipsticks 54. Favourite store? urban outfitters 55. Favourite blog? mine 56. Favourite colour? black and purple 57. Favourite food? as of lately i’ve been a slut for a good burrito 58. Last thing you ate? mint chocolate cookies 59. First thing you ate this morning? water and a mint lol 60. Ever won a competition? For what? not that i can recall 61. Been suspended/expelled? For what? nope 62. Been arrested? For what? not yet lol, i hope never 63. Ever been in love? no, but i did briefly feel like i was falling in love with someone 64. Tell us the story of your first kiss? we got drunk in his dorm room off of cheap shit beer and were holding hands listening to the front bottoms and watching one of their music videos and we just started kissing. it was really nice. 65. Are you hungry right now? no 66. Do you like your tumblr friends more than your real friends? i don’t have tumblr “friends” 67. Facebook or Twitter? twitter 68. Twitter or Tumblr? twitter 69. Are you watching tv right now? no 70. Names of your bestfriends? Ashley, Vicki, Kate, Alyssa, Tori, Alexis, Alesha, Alex 71. Craving something? What? love 72. What colour are your towels? the towel i’m currently using is pink 72. How many pillows do you sleep with? 3 and a pillow pet 73. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? yes 74. How many stuffed animals do you think you have? over 50 75. Favourite animal? french bulldogs 76. What colour is your underwear? green with limes on it 77. Chocolate or Vanilla? vanilla 78. Favourite ice cream flavour? cherry garcia, ben and jerry’s 79. What colour shirt are you wearing? white 80. What colour pants? none  81. Favourite tv show? shameless or greys anatomy 82. Favourite movie? don’t have one 83. Mean Girls or Mean Girls 2? mean girls 1 OG 84. Mean Girls or 21 Jump Street? mean girls 85. Favourite character from Mean Girls? regina 86. Favourite character from Finding Nemo? dory 87. First person you talked to today? someone in my first class 88. Last person you talked to today? alesha 89. Name a person you hate? garrett 90. Name a person you love? ashley 91. Is there anyone you want to punch in the face right now? ellery 92. In a fight with someone? no 93. How many sweatpants do you have? like 5 pairs 94. How many sweaters/hoodies do you have? prob like 20 or 30 lol 95. Last movie you watched? can’t recall 96. Favourite actress? don’t have one 97. Favourite actor? idk someone hot 98. Do you tan a lot? no 99. Have any pets? no i wish 100. How are you feeling? annoyed 101. Do you type fast? yes 102. Do you regret anything from your past? yes, i do stupid shit 103. Can you spell well? yes i love spelling lol 104. Do you miss anyone from your past? yeah fuck 105. Ever been to a bonfire party? yes! 106. Ever broken someone’s heart? no 107. Have you ever been on a horse? yes when i was little 108. What should you be doing? my OB paper 109. Is something irritating you right now? my throat hurts 110. Have you ever liked someone so much it hurt? yes.. 111. Do you have trust issues? yes you already asked me this 112. Who was the last person you cried in front of? honestly can’t remember but i think alexis 113. What was your childhood nickname? loooorrnnn 114. Have you ever been out of your province/state? yes... 115. Do you play the Wii? yes i fuck w mario kart 116. Are you listening to music right now? yes, ghostface killers by 21 savage 117. Do you like chicken noodle soup? no i don’t eat chicken but i used to like it 118. Do you like Chinese food? YES 119. Favourite book? the clique series was pretty dope 120. Are you afraid of the dark? yes.... 121. Are you mean? yeah lol 122. Is cheating ever okay? no 123. Can you keep white shoes clean? for a certain period of time 124. Do you believe in love at first sight? kinda 125. Do you believe in true love? yes 126. Are you currently bored? no 127. What makes you happy? feeling loved and being high 128. Would you change your name? probably not 129. What your zodiac sign? cancer 130. Do you like subway? yes it’s delish 131. Your bestfriend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do? i don’t really have a best guy friend but if i did idk what i would do 132. Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with? alesha you already asked this 133. Favourite lyrics right now? “you are the rustling of leaves and you are that honey suckle breeze” -movements 134. Can you count to one million? if i really wanted to i could 135. Dumbest lie you ever told? idk when i was like 15 i had cut myself (purposely) on my stomach and my mom saw and i tried to play it off by saying i fell in a bush at my friend lisa’s house but in hindsight i know she didn’t buy that lmao 136. Do you sleep with your doors open or closed? closed always 137. How tall are you? 5′9″ 138. Curly or Straight hair? straight 139. Brunette or Blonde? blonde 140. Summer or Winter? summer 141. Night or Day? night 142. Favourite month? either october or december 143. Are you a vegetarian? yes! i have been for 3.5 years 144. Dark, milk or white chocolate? dark chocolate 145. Tea or Coffee? iced coffee or mint tea 146. Was today a good day? it was okay 147. Mars or Snickers? snickers 148. What’s your favourite quote? HE NEED SOME MILK -vine  149. Do you believe in ghosts? yes, spooky 150. Get the closest book next to you, open it to page 42, what’s the first line on that page? nah im lazy