#byeee gonna watch friends now!

[n1c0d3mv5]

fell asleep earlier to a creepypasta iceberg video on youtube....

10/10 best sleep

no longer eepy

[itsrlymine]

a few “crazy” things i've manifested for myself and others

nothing is actually crazy. everything is the same and nothing is impossible. I Am Possible. 

An all expenses paid trip to Dubai (twice now) with $0 in my bank account by simply deciding that my only option is to go and be sexy in Dubai (respectfully ofc). I left my wallet in the States on purpose bc I am spoiled and everyone pays for me. That’s exactly what happened. 

I revised my best friend’s pregnancy bc we don’t do baby mamaism around here. Commit to a baby when that man commits to you. Sorry not sorry. She literally took three pregnancy tests and they all told her she was pregnant. I said no, not my girl. She was no longer pregnant. No medical procedure or any pain was experienced or necessary on her end.

Accepted in to the university I wanted to go to bc I thought it was pretty. Super low acceptance rate and I definitely didn’t have the criteria. I didn’t even have to do the college essay just bc I didn’t feel like writing (but ofc I would write fan fiction in a heart beat). 

Every single job I’ve ever had bc ofc you’re gonna hire me I’m the best employee you’ve ever come across.

Becoming besties with manifestation YouTubers I used to watch bc why not?? 

My current remote job that pays me $120/hour and I barely have to do actual work. I genuinely just scroll on Pinterest and Tumblr most of the time and when i do work, it's blissful. Love my boss tho

Apartments for my friends, family members and myself that’s everything we wanted in our individual spaces and more.

My Porsche Boxster that has super low milage and given to me for free like girl byeee.

Tons of new friends and opportunities falling into my lap

I ordered new glasses and they came in fast asf. “Usually” takes at least two maybe three weeks but I said nope, I’m wearing them right now. I am wearing them right now. 

My favorite musicians releasing new music every time I decide I want new music from them. Like if you don’t get in that studio!

[nofingjustaninchident]

jason grace general headcannons

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content: jason grace hcs

warnings: nothing!!

a/n: i’m back from the dead!!!! i know, i know that i just write for my boy, but trust im writing one of these for all of my boys. i just don’t know when im gonna post it. byeee

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He’s always losing his glasses, like 24/7. They just sleep in the nightstand and in the morning they’re not there anymore.

His love languages are acts of service and quality time, but he LOOOOVES physical touch.

He’s really good in english, but he has a little bit of trouble with maths (roman numbers and all)

He doesn’t understand gen-Z jokes

He has no clue on how to use a cellphone/computer/tv/anything technological

He loves to play football

He’s completely clueless about the people that have a crush on him. Like, he never ever notices.

He’s super romantic, but he’ll never ever admit it

He’s an ass guy. Prove me wrong.

He absolutely loves when you want to make cute hairstyles in his hair.

He’ll give you all of his hoodies

He smells like roses and sandalwood.

He wakes up at 4 am every day. The only days when he wakes up later is when he’s sleeping with his s/o

He’s a cuddler, and obviously the big spoon.

He’s not one to get into fights, but if someone says anything about his friends, he’ll kill that person.

He’s extremely loyal to his friends and family.

He’s super powerful, and, if he explores more of his powers, he’d discover that he can control the air in people’s lungs and he’d be terrifying.

He used to be very insecure with himself when he was younger, and that made him work out till he got all buff and hot and tall.

He loves laughing with Percy and Leo and just chilling together with his mates

He spends a lot of time with Frank helping him with all this praetor thing.

He and Reyna were never back to being close friends, and he got constantly sad over this.

He got constant anxiety crisis and panicked attacks

Sometimes he doesn’t realize how tall he is compared to other people like Nico, so it’s super fun to watch him smirking when he doesn’t want Nico to get something and he just puts it in a higher spot.

He’s the biggest Solangelo shipper in the whole damn camp.

He’s the president of the ‘Protect Nico Di-Angelo’ club.

He loves loves LOVES kids, and he’d be the best dad ever.

He loves when Percy calls him to go to Sally’s house, cause he can play with Estelle.

He hates when any of his friends get mistreated.

He doesn’t have much personal stuff in the Zeus cabin, but he does have a plushie, and it’s a little eagle that he named Sparkles.

He’s not much of a crier now, but he did cry a lot when he was a kid.

He loves sleepovers.

He’s a great cook, since Leo taught him.

He loves baking cakes for his friends and family

His favorite dessert is brownies, especially when it has that crunchy part in it.

He’s absolutely terrified of dentists.

He’s also a little claustrophobic.

He loves having an arm around you whenever you’re talking.

He’s not super jealous, but he’s a little insecure with some stuff or people.

He’s the softest boy of all. Literally the cutest ever.

[cowboylikeyouu]

i finally watched the making of deadpool & wolverine and wrote down every thought that popped up into my mind while watching, have fun lol

god hugh jackman is gorgeous

they’re talking about all the different ideas they had for this movie and honestly??? i would eat up every single one of them they should still do it lol

god hugh jackman is GORGEOUS

man i missed them sm i haven’t watched dp&w in TWO MONTHS?????

i will never shut up about the deadpool suit in this movie it’s SO AWESOME it’s a blessing for my eyes every time it’s on screen

"that’s what we were striving for with rdj in endgame, is to give this iconic fictional character an amazing ending." yeah well only that endgame‘s ending SUCKED and i will never forgive anyone for it <3

ugh hugh jackman is gorgeous

i could watch him speak forever

i‘m SO glad ryan made that "i should use his body as a weapon" pitch bc GODDAMN that opening scene will never get old

ahhhhhh i love that we‘re getting some insight in the stunt/fight stuff, SO interesting !! the shitty iphone test videos are hilarious

they should’ve made a "he ACTUALLY broke his toe when he kicked that helmet!!!!" reference when ryan kicked logan‘s skull lmao

the marry puppins SNOGGING ryan bts clips will never get old lmao funniest shit ever

THE SUIT LOOKS SO GOOD UGHHHH am i having a gender or a sexuality crisis over it???? guess we’ll never know

EMMA CORRIN ILYSM

shout out to british people gotta be one of my fav genders fr

all the different lines ryan screamed out of the honda????😭😭 honestly they should’ve just kept all of these idc about logic

EMMA CORRIN

"and i knew the fans would love it" ohhh hugh i think we all love it a bit too much

"and yet, i wouldn’t say wolverine is a straight man" awesome, thanks, case fucking CLOSED.

"which i don’t recommend, sending a 10 minute voice memo to anyone"

*me looking at the five 10-20 minute voicemails i send my friends every single day*

THE SUITS LOOK SO GOOD TOGETHER (their asses do as well)

GOD hugh jackman is gorgeous

"what we refer to as the van fight" no babe that’s the honda odyssey sex marathon actually!!

"violence is our love language" ITS CONFIRMED (everyone knew. BUT STILL)

choreographing this scene (all the deadpool vs wolverine fight scenes really) must’ve been SO FUN like UGH just coming up with all this violence knowing that it won’t affect your characters in the long haul and you can add of many of it as you want????? THE DREAM

THEM HUGGING IN THE HONDA???😭😭 brb gotta cry

I LOVE YOU EMMA CORRIN

CHRIS EVANS LOML

it’s unfair how attractive he is i‘m gonna throw up

reminder to myself to finally learn johnny‘s monologue i wanna be able to randomly hit people with it

OHHHH i actually did NOT realize that was hulk‘s bed from ragnarok??? which is weird bc i used to watch that movie religiously. but hey that’s so cool!!

channing tatum talking about gambit is so heartwarming man so happy for him😭

jennifer garner is so pretty i‘m so gay lord help

me

dafne keen‘s voice sounds SO different when she’s not playing laura, CRAZY

EMMA CORRIN MY LOVE

just once just ONCE i wanna walk through a street filme set like this UGH it looks so cool & surreal

"this is our baby yoda" i have to be this annoying person i‘m sorry but HIS NAME IS GROGU

i don’t know shit about music but i could listen to people talk about movie scores for hours on end (how did you know sideways is my fav youtube video essayist???)

good fucking god hugh jackman is gorgeous

lmao they should’ve kept the "zoooombies wake uuuppp" again, idc about logic

EMMA CORRIN ‼️‼️‼️

ohh hugh jackman is gorgeous (put your greasy tits away you preening slut)

ugh i‘m getting emotional help

well that was awesome, gonna cry myself to sleep now byeee

(have i mentioned how gorgeous hugh jackman is?)

[k4marina]

this was supposed to be a drabble, but fuck it, we ball.

bassed off of this.

warnings: gotham. moral of the story is don’t walk the streets of gotham alone at night

——

"i don't get it," you say into the phone that's pressed in between your ear and shoulder. your best friend on the other line hums in agreement. "it's like he's living like a double life y'know? rich corporate dude by day, and then some sort of street thug by night."

she laughs on the other end. "that would be an interesting movie plot. but for real, i'm glad that i'm not in your shoes, no offense-"

"none taken,"

"-i'd drive myself insane trying to figure out who my soulmate was."

you shake your head, smiling, "careful, keep talking like that and you'll end up in arkham."

her laugh fades for a second before coming back to the phone. "speaking of which, has your little thug boyfriend run across the batman yet?"

you shake your head, not that she can see anyways, "no, not yet. i wonder what that would be like though. maybe then he'd stop running around in the streets like an idiot."

"a little intervention by the bats?"

"totally," you laugh. you glance back at the little wall clock you had, groaning. "i'm gonna have to go, gotta head to work. talk to you tomorrow?"

"okay, stay safe, byeee," you could hear the sound of her kissing on the other end, you doing the same before ending the call and getting ready for work.

—

by the time 4 am had rolled around you had finished your shift and were steadily making your way back home. was it risky to walk alone in the dead of night in gotham? yes. but at least you have your pepper spray.

the streets are dimly lit, casting an orange hue onto the pavement. the second you turn the corner you could already tell something was off. your hand reaches into the bag, pulling out your pepper spray, uncapping it.

your eyes shift around, scanning the area in front of you when a hand reaches out, pulling you back by your shoulder. you hit the persons chest, instinctively pulling back to see who it was.

some street thug who looked like he hasn't taken a shower in days gives you an eerie smile, sending shivers down your body and paralyzes you.

"don't cha' know betta then to walk around at night?" his nasally voice makes you want to recoil into yourself. his rancid cigarette breath doesn't help when he speaks up again.

"hey, i'm talkin' ta yah. you not gon' answer me." he steps forward and you step back in fear. "what? you think you too fuckin' good?"

he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a switchblade. "no like's a fuckin' bitch, yeah?"

before he could do anything, he stops, looking past you. you find the courage to turn, craning your head at the shadowy figure, spotting the symbol on his chest.

batman.

his eyes lock onto yours and you take a sigh of relief. he grunts, softly grasping your shoulder and pushes you behind him. only, when his hand makes contact with you, a white flash comes over your eyes and when it all fades away your met with the thugs face.

except, it's like you're in another persons body.. sort of how when you and your soulmate see out of the others eyes...

you watch as the thug gets beaten into a pulp in an all familiar way, now finally taking notice of the gloves he always wore and how thee thug rasps his name.

by the time the beating is finished your sight has returned to you and you stare into batman's back, your heart racing. he turns, and by the look in his eyes he knows too. he steps back to leave, but you're quicker.

"wait," you reach out, your hand just briefly making contact with his gloved hand. but it's enough for your sight to switch, momentarily seeing your own shocked face from a higher angle.

it was the batman.

"no fucking way," is all you're able to say. your soulmate wasn't a rich street thug.

i tired to make the creepy dude have a new york /jersey accent, but i've never written one before so it's probably shit lol.

[reivrze]

K imma try this again. Hi! So can you maybe do enemies to lovers headcanon or reactions idk. Of Niki as enemies to lovers with reader and they’re in highschool, on the same dance team and always competing. And their also in the same friend group (reader is Friends with enhypen) idk if that makes sense. Lol. Okay ly

Byeee!

a/n : hii !! sorry i wasn't able to do this request a while ago, i was just starting to write and i had a hard time coming up with a good idea for this but i hope this is up to your expectations.

in which despite you being the dance captain, alongside niki, you were struggling to get your most recent choreo down. pairing : dance co-captain!niki x dance co-captain!reader genre : headcanon, fluff, enemies to lovers warning : minor bickering

you had manage to book a showcase event for your dance team. niki had insisted on choreographing the opening dance.

so here you were, in the gym with the rest of the group, while niki was trying to teach everyone the dance he had made.

everyone seemed to be able to execute it but you were stuck with this one move, your body not letting you do it, despite your efforts.

an hour passed by and you were starting to feel hopeless, ready to give up on that one move and see if you could do something else.

niki, of course, had noticed your struggle after a while and called out everyone to take five. he had this annoyed look on his face as he approached you.

"dude, what are you doing??"

"go away niki, i don't need your judgement right now"

you walked away, going to where your friends were sitting across the room, niki trailed behind you to join them too.

as you sat down besides your friend, jungwon, you laid your head on his shoulder, feeling exhausted.

niki threw a disgusted look at you and rolled his eyes at the scene. you were slightly confused at his reaction to such a normal action.

niki felt a little off seeing you lay your head on jungwon, but he quickly brushed off the feeling as just him being annoyed that you were resting when you couldn't get the dance down yet.

the five minutes being up, you all went back to practice, and still, despite your efforts, that move was not getting any easier.

the practice was now over and you had been excited to go back home, when niki called out for you to stay so that he could talk to you. huffing, you put your stuff down and made your way to him while everyone else was leaving

"what the hell is wrong with you? why can't you get the dance down?"

"i'm trying. give me more time and i'll get it down."

"no. you're gonna get it down right now, i'll help you but only for the sake of the showcase and the team, don't get any ideas."

niki asked you to perform the dance in front of him over 6 times by now and you were sweating your ass off.

"i give up, can't you come up with another move?"

"no way, you're not giving up." taking a deep breath, he got up and stood behind you, ready to help you.

"again, don't get any ideas, i'm only doing this because it physically pains me to watch you dancing"

"shut up."

as you started doing the dance, niki stopped you and placed his hands on your arms, placing them in the correct position. and then your hips, turning them to face the right way.

you couldn't help the way your heart skipped a beat every time he laid his hands on you and how close his face was to yours.

after around 15 minutes, the move having been broken down to every little step, now seemed much easier to do.

you tried one more time with niki doing it beside you. you had finally gotten it, feeling overjoyed, you threw yourself on niki, hugging him with all your might, feeling grateful.

you quickly snapped out of your sudden joy, and got yourself off of niki, feeling very awkward now that you had realized what you had just done.

niki was just staring at you, surprised by the sudden hug as he chuckled.

"weirdo."

© miyu 2023 - do not copy, translate, repost or plagiarise my work anywhere !

[blckbrrybasket]

Falling, Fallen .4

gaz x gn!reader

ᴄᴡ: smoking

ᴡᴄ: 1k

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Standing just outside the pub doors you pulled your phone out to shoot Aisling a quick text. You wanted to check on her and make sure it was okay to leave. Better safe than sorry, you’d hate to leave your friend in a shitty situation. “One second…”

You> ‘Leaving with Kyle if you’re good n safe?’

Ails> ‘ahhh! Go get him <3 i’ve had no drinks, swear on it!’

Ails> ‘plus there's a piece of eye candy across the bar def gonna tap that byeee! xx’

You laughed and shook your head and put your phone away. “Okay we’re good.” With a confident stride, Kyle fell into step beside you as you made your way through the dimly lit streets. The sound of your footsteps mingled with the occasional passing car.

Kyle took a drag from his own cigarette, the faint glow illuminating his features as the smoke lazily dissipated into the night air. He grinned, unable to suppress the thrill that coursed through him upon hearing those words. "Well, I suppose it’s my lucky day, Bookworm," Kyle replied, exhaling a plume of smoke.

“Bookworm?” You asked with a laugh. He shrugged and protested. “What? It fits!” Kyle shook his head, laughter ringing true in the air. “Oh, yeah yeah. Now I’m not sure if you should walk me home.” You strolled forward faster while he spluttered behind you. Kyle caught up and waved his hands. “Oi, wait, I take it back!”

You laughed and eyed him, “Hmm, I dunno…” Faking you were deep in thought you inhaled from your nearly forgotten cigarette. You pulled the cig from your mouth and exhaled the smoke, watching it curl and dance in the air. “I so kindly gave you a cig,” Kyle pandered. Letting him fall into your view again you smiled and turned your head to blow the smoke away from his face. The small gesture made Kyle’s heart skip a beat and he quietly cleared his throat. “You are correct. Yeah, okay. As long as you aren’t a serial killer coming to murder me in my own home.” You joked.

He shook his head and crossed his heart before placing his cigarette to his lips. Kyle let the smoke breach his lungs one last time then snuffed it out when passing an ash n’ trash. He beamed back at you, “Don’t worry I’d do the polite thing and kill you outside of your house.” You gasped dramatically and swayed forward, delicately gripping his shoulders. It was a joking display but it was nice to have your softer touch. Kyle almost let himself dwell on it before snapping back to the present.

“My hero!” You sarcastically chirped. “Oi! Oi!” Kyle brushed at your hands and laughed when the two of you stumbled to the side. He wrapped his warm hands around yours, his palms covering the back of your hands. “Watch it,” Kyle jokingly complained. “Gonna make me eat shit and embarrass myself.”

You snickered and stood upright, not removing your hands. It was at a slightly awkward angle to walk sideways but with his hands on yours you didn’t care. “I’d carry you home if it makes you feel better.” Kyle quirked an eyebrow and smirked. “Didn’t I invite myself to walk you home? Pretty sure I’m the one supposed to carry you home. It’s the gentlemanly thing to do.”

There was no stopping the sniggering between the two of you. He made it so easy to laugh until your ribs hurt. “What!?” Kyle whined and finally moved his hands of yours to shake your shoulders back. You threw your head back laughing harder at his fake distress. “Nothing- nothing! Didn’t take you to be a gentleman..” He pressed his own hand to his chest now and faked offense. “You didn’t- what!? Oh you little…”

Your feet instinctively carried you forward before you broke into a sprint towards your apartment. Kyle guffawed and quickly followed after you. It was clear he was a fast runner, unbeknownst to you it came from years of military training, but he still let you take the lead. The air whizzing by carried a faint scent of wet pavement, the aftermath of an earlier drizzle. Scattered lampposts cast a soft glow, painting everything in a haze, as if the world conspired to cloak you in a private moment.

Even while running through the sidewalks in public it felt secluded. Maybe it was the lack of people on the streets, or the fact that only your laughter could be the only thing heard echoing off buildings, either way it made the experience magical. “Wait up!” Kyle called out to you.

“Nuh-uh!” “Fuck you mean nuh-uh!?” A beat. “I meannn,” you looked over your shoulder to see Kyle sprinting after you, “you snooze you motherfucking lose!” You slid to a stop in front of the stoop next to your bookshop. The door led to a set of stairs inside that led to your apartment. You cheered triumphantly, cheeks flushed, when Kyle ‘finally’ made it to you.

He scoffed and folded his arms impishly. “Cheater.” Your jaw dropped open and you gingerly shoved his shoulder. “Sore loser.” You turned and fiddled with the key to open the door, a smile resting on your lips. “Thanks for walking, or running, me home.” A boyish smile spread on Kyle’s face. “Anytime, seriously.”

The door creaked open and you looked back one last time. “Update me on the book okay?” The thought popped up quickly, your brain unable to stop the invitation. Kyle’s expression softened and he nodded. “Will do.” He turned, rubbing his neck and lifting his leg to walk away. Instead, Kyle spun back around to look at you. If you didn’t know any better it’d seem like he was anxious. “It would probably be a little bit easier if I had your number…or name?”

You tilted your head and thought about it for a second. The wind filled the silence momentarily, your statement of your name following shortly after. Kyle repeated your name back as if testing it on his tongue. “Oh and it’s xxx-xxxx” You nodded and took a step back into the stairwell. “Night Kyle.” “Goodnight.”

***

???> ‘Hey it’s Kyle, from the bookshop’

kyle> ‘and the pub!’

series masterlist

[spider-ghoul]

HII!! Oh my word your fics are literally masterpieces! Like some of the best I’ve read on this whole website but my idea is Leo Valdez x child of big 3 reader where they are besties and like eachother but neither know it yet but they don’t feel like they live up to what is thought of/expected of children of posidion hades or zues and go to Leo for comfort and one ends up confessing (this is my first time doing an ask so I’m sorry if it’s too specific or anything but yea) byeee!!

Thanks so much for the request:) also omg thank you so much??? I love feedback so much and i was so happy when i got this!! Sorry this took so long, writers block hit aweful n ive been busy but here it is!

Im going with a child of hades (because thats me) so i hope thats okay its also pretty short

Synopsis: Leo's getting concerned about your absence, and checks in on you... He reminds you amazing you are : D

CW's: low self estee, nicknames (leo calls r spook), skin picking mentions, R didn't show up to breakfast/lunch (idk what i need to put that under),

You didn't show up to lunch today. Or breakfast.

That would be normal a few months ago, but since you had started sitting with your best friend, Leo Valdez, you started showing up to lunch.

It was a system of sorts: you wouldn't skip if Leo was there, and Leo wouldn't skip if you were there. His streaks of working for fourteen straight hours in bunker nine were gone. Eventually, you even became friends with his siblings too.

When you didn't show up to breakfast, he brushed it off. You had probably just slept in. But, then, you didn't show up to lunch either. That's when he got worried.

He wasn't worried about you, per say. His first thought was that you were mad at him. He had already prepared an apology by the time he approached your cabin.

He knocked twice, waited, knocked again, and then pushed open the door.

"hey, spook-? You in here?"

He slipped into the cabin, his eyes darting to the lump on your bed. At first he just thought it was a blanket. He realized soon after that you were hiding under it.

"spook?"

He approached you, sitting on the edge of your bed and resting a hand overtop your comforter.

"You awake..?"

He heard a sniff before a mumbled, "Yeah, M'sorry.."

His heart sank a bit, his concern growing.

"You...you okay?"

It took him a minute to realize it, but suddenly you were sitting up and wrapping your arms around his shoulders, burying your face into his neck, which was now being wet with tears.

He hesitated, not sure whether or not to say something. He decided to stay quiet, wrapping his arms around your back and pulling you a bit closer.

He swallowed tilting his head down into your hair, and you sat that way for a long time.

Eventually, your sobs dwindled down to sniffs, though his grip on you never loosened.

"Wanna tell me about it?"

He felt your nod, and loosened his arms around you just enough for you to look up at him.

"...I need to get stronger."

His eyebrows furrowed a bit, and his head tilted to the side, "Stronger?"

You nodded, "All of the other big three kids are so much... I dunno, better than me?" You paused, bringing up your hands to pick at your nail beds, "Everyone expects me to be some... Strong fighter who is ready to defend camp and...I'm not."

His raised one of his hands, putting it over yours. A silent plea to stop before you make your fingers bleed.

"You really think they expect that of you?"

"...Yeah."

"Spook, that doesn't matter." He watched you look away, biting the inside of your cheek, "anyone who expects that of you obviously can't see how amazing you already are."

You sniffed again, "but-"

"But nothing. Everyone is different, and some people are gonna be better fighters, and some people aren't. But they're gonna be amazing, kind, beautiful people. Like you."

Then you're crying again and he panics. What did i do-

His train of thought is cut off by the soft press of your lips to his cheek. He looks at you for a moment, and blinks.

"... thanks, Leo."

[kolour-me-kourt]

Chapter five: Boston Nights

She waited like she always has to do. She waited for him to get in from his flight and come straight to see her. She was his side chick and her whole life consists on her waiting for him. Waiting for him to call or text or to have away games cause that's the only time they could be together truly.

Sometimes she goes to games at home but she always feels tempted to tap his girl on the shoulder and say "you're not special." But he would hate her for that so she stays in the shadows supporting from afar but definitely falling in love with him. He made it easy too and they were practically in a relationship the only difference is they can't be seen in public. She gets the gifts the dick the conversations the pep talks and she gets him ....40% of the time. It was enough for her in the beginning but now she was developing real feelings for him it's the third day of the road trip she's been to all three cities flying ahead of him. As she laid in bed relaxing before he got there she received a message.

"I'm not gonna make it tonight.... Enjoy the room and order whatever you want" she rolled her eyes  "Why not?" "YN don't do that" "don't do what?" "Ask me questions like you have the right to. You got the room paid for two days enjoy it" "Mhm ok thank you I guess" "you guess? what's the issue?" "If I wanted to be in a room alone I could've went home but you don't understand that though" "I don't wanna argue with you I'm actually not about to argue with you" "okay then that's that!" he didn't respond the petty girl In her wanted to order every expensive thing she could think of it's not like he couldn't afford it but she decided not to do that. He had to have a good reason for canceling cause he never really did and when he was out of town he was hers so in reality she was just sad.

Some hours passed by and she got bored of watching movies so she decided to text one of her friends who had moved here for work. "What you up too tonight?" She texted simply making her friend facetime cause she thought it was a cry for help.

"Oh I had to make sure you weren't tied up no where😂" she says while laughing "no I'm just in your city hoe just got here a few hours ago and I'm only here for two days... wanna get me lit tonight? I'm hella bored" "You happen to be in luck cause I just got canceled on" "ew? A Nigga?" "Yupp fuck these Niggas" "nah Fr fuck them why he cancel?" "one of his patients went into labor.... But what that gotta do with me" YN started laughing that's the last thing she was expecting. "Oh wow at least you got valid reason friend" "but yeah what hotel you at ... you wanna go out? Or chill there?" "we should definitely go out it's been a long ass time plus you already dressed" "you right and this nigga gave me his card and said have a good time soooo get ready I know just the place" "wait let me see your fit?" Her friend props the camera up showing YN

"Yesss that's cute I actually packed a dress that color should I wear something else or you wanna twin tonight?" "Any time we dress a like we be on demon time.... Let's do it" "okay bet I'm sending you the address I should be ready by the time you get here even if you leave now" "okay bet can't wait to see you" "byeee💋" they both say and YN hangs up she smiles at least she had faux Locs so she didn't have to worry about her hair. She'll just put on some lashes and lipstick with her hoops that should be enough for tonight after all wherever they go it'll be dark. She does a quick wash and lotion and then slides into her dress.

Within the hour her friend was downstairs ready for her. YN grabs a small nude bag putting in all her important things wallet hotel key pepper spray instant flats just in case her heels were too much by the end of the night and she rushes down the hall to the elevator and down to the main lobby where her friend was waiting. "So it's actually in walking distance right down the street you look amazing" her friend smiled as she talked YN did a cute turn so she could get a full 360 view

"your dress looks even better in person I can see every curve you got boo and I can see your ass from the front it has to be a good night" "let's get it started then" as they walked out of the hotel and down to the club they caught up about how life was going and work YN left out the small detail about being a side chick that wouldn't go over well.Plus she didn't want Melos business out in the streets. They were friends but they didn't meant she wouldn't capitalize off selling his business people get crazy about situations when money gets involved.

When they got to the club the line was extra long making YN become annoyed "maybe we should just go eat 😩" "yeah are we getting to old for this?" They laughed together "shit I wanna be on demon time but I can't wait in no line for it" "okay maybe we should go eat and then think of a game plan" "okay bet" they started to walk back up the street but got stopped as two supper tall men got out of a Rolls Royce and was about to head into the club..... they had to be basketball players YN knew one of them but couldn't put her finger on it ... what is his name? She bits her lip trying to look without staring.

But the darker one stopped in his tracks staring at her friend "please tell me you were about to come in here" her friend smiled "um we were... but the line was too long" he glanced at YN "hey ...." "Hi" she smiled this was awkward he went to the security "those two are with us" YN looked at her friend "I guess that's our plan" they laugh following the giants into the club where the lights were low and the music was loud straight to vip.

All YN kept thinking about in this moment was how glad she was that she came out tonight. Once they got seated. The guy finally spoke up again "so what's your names?" Her friend gave her name and then introduced YN. He didn't say anything else "and your names are?" YN says sounding a bit aggressive but not meaning too.

The lighter friend finally looked at her and smiled .... Jackpot now if she could remember his name she would remember why she knows his face. "Oh my bad I didn't mean to assume you knew who we were but we play for the Celtics I'm Jayson and this is Jaylen " "ooou jaylen and Jayson" YN laughs making Jayson shake his head "why don't you switch spots with YN Jaylen?" Her friend says making jaylen jump up smiling "okay sure" YN stood up switching sides so now YN was beside Jayson and Jaylen was beside her friend and pretty soon her friend was feeling on him which cause YN to gasp and it made Jayson laugh.

"People get a little crazy out here you look shocked" "no I just ... it's been a while since we hung out that's all I'm actually only in town for the game" "oh word? You know somebody on the team?" "Nah not at all I just like watching basketball and well I wanted to visit the city and see my friend so it's a win win" "wait you like watching basketball but you don't know who I am? Did you lie to us?" He became suspicious but tried to play it off with humor "you didn't see me staring outside? My brain is a little cloudy from me pregaming I know your face I know you're amazing but yeah I forgot your name" "alright that'll keep me humble" he liked her answer he could tell it was real.

"Not about keeping you humble I'm sure you're a very humble man" "hmmm what's my position" she bit her lip thinking "power forward" he clapped for her "good job YN" he bit his lip she felt her cheeks getting hot omg did he make her blush. "Don't look at me like that" she shook her head smiling "huh like what?" "It's very .... Provocative" "mmmm I like that word well ms.YN I'll stop being so provocative... if you do the same" her eyes got wide as she playfully hit him. "I am not being provocative." "Nah but your friend is" he pointed with his eyes and there she was feeling all under Jaylens shirt as he grabbed her ass. "Somebody's getting lucky tonight" YN says smiling looking back at Jayson "good for them.... I didn't even wanna come out but I'm glad I did" "why you glad you did?" "Well cause my boy getting lucky it's a team sport" she laughed "so are you only talking to me so I don't bother my friend so your friend could get lucky?" "I mean usually that'll be what this is ... but I like talking to you and you attractive so I have no complaints tonight" "do you even see ugly women? Like the groupies must be crazy"  "just someone is cute doesn't mean they're not ugly" she snaps "you right that was deep.... It's all about what's inside anyway" Before he could respond "WE GON HEAD OUT" YN's friend said loudly so they could hear over the music YN laughed "alright I'll catch up with you tomorrow!" "Aye man be ready for shoot arounds" Jayson said looking jaylen in the eyes

"of course man I'm not new to this" they waved leaving "wellllll I guess I can go too" YN says "now why would you do that?" "Well my friend is gone" "wowwww I thought we were becoming friends" he shook his head she laughed ".... Let's go eat then" "you know a place?" "Nooo but it's your city you tell me..." he smiled "alright let's head out." He stands up and then helps her up guiding her out of the club and into his car. She saw a flash but didn't think anything of it.

"So what are you in the mood for?" "You want the honest answer?" "yeah what's the honest answer?" "I want a really good cheeseburger" "okay bet I know just the place" within fifteen minutes they were inside of a burger bar ordering they got it to go since they were about to close. A few people asked him for pictures and he took them he was so nice to everyone it made her melt they got back in to his car. She held her bag not eating yet. "You can eat we were just gonna eat in the car unless you want me to take you back now?" "Ohhh no we can eat I thought I should wait" "nahh you gotta eat those fries hot" she took a sip of her drink and her phone started ringing it was Melo she quickly hit decline Jayson smiled he assumed it was a man. Melos name in her phone was 😘💋 "So what's your story?" "nothing I don't have one really I'm just a simple girl who likes simple things" he laughed as Melo texts started to roll in

"I saw you out with Jayson .... Now that's crazy Fr" "it's all over Instagram and twitter so don't fuckin lie to me" "so you ain't see me call?" "Oh so you still out with him? That's wack as fuck and you know it is" the text rolled in back to back she glanced at her Apple Watch trying to read them without going too deep into her phone "so you single? Who blowing your phone up?" She sighed making Jayson draw his own conclusions"that complicated huh?" "Very complicated....I'm single very single but he's possessive and really has no right to be" "mmm so why not answer him tell him you out with me?" "Oh he knows ... so it's no need to" "at least message that man back I feel bad" she laughed thankful that he said that "okay fine"

"I thought we don't ask questions" "nah you don't ask me questions where tf you at?" "Look you seem a little tight rn I'll talk to you tomorrow Goodnight" then she put him on dnd "so you good now?" Jayson asked smiling  "Yeah I put him on dnd" "That's cold why you do that?" "Cause we supposed to be getting to know each other ... right? I can't do that burried in my phone ... now can I?" He licked his lips "Nah I guess not" he smiled she was the most interesting person he had met in a while

"so what makes him possessive... y'all dealing with each other and just not dating? Wussup?" She laughed "yes" "so that's why he's possessive shiddd if I had someone like you on my arm I would be too" she smiled "but what if someone else was already on your arm and you just happened across me afterwards" "ohhhhhh!!!! That's what's going on?" She nodded her head " hypothetically speaking"she says slowly Jayson laughed "you act like I know the man" she shrugged making him pick up on her vibe again "wait do I know him? he's a celebrity?" she smiled "I don't tell my business when it involves other people business getting out there so I can't tell you one way or the other"

"if he wasn't famous you would've just said that but I respect you for that probably some lame ass rapper.... Who your favorite rapper" she laughed and said the first name that popped in her head "Nicki Minaj" "well I'm assuming you don't like girls so male rapper ... go" "drake😬" "Drake hmmmm okay" she laughed "why did you say it like that?" "I don't know I was expecting you to be a lil more rugged you know say some thug rapper" "I listen to everything so it's a few of them on my playlist too" she picks up her lemonade sipping slow staring in his eyes it made him feel something it made her feel something too but she didn't wanna admit that.

"Well I should be getting to bed" she licked her lips he glanced at the clock "oh wow it is getting late let me get you to your hotel" as he starts the car she focuses on his side profile

"Soo I've been in the hot seat all night wussup with you?" She says studying him "well my son and basketball are my whole life" "hmmm so you single?" "Very... more single than you" she laughed "shoots fired" "a lil bit" "so again hypothetically speaking if I was as single as you would you be taking me back to my room right now?" "Yeah .... But I would go up with you" she bit her lip "but you don't want too?"

He glanced at her "I do but I don't wanna be apart of that drama if I'm being honest I like to stay low key and out of shit like that so respectfully I would have to decline" "that's understandable I totally get it" "but shit I'll see you tomorrow you got tickets" "yeah I do but I won't be on your side" "yikes it's like that?" She laughed "I wasn't expecting to meet you tonight" he makes it to the parking lot but parks on the street cause he was sure they weren't done talking yet. "I guess that's true but next time you come you gotta sit on my side" "I would love too" "well it was nice meeting you" she sighed "yeah you too" he starts the car back up but doesn't move yet

"I'm all about being in the moment and not thinking of consequences so sorry if I'm reading this vibe wrong but...." He cuts himself off leaning over to kiss her .... It felt amazing shit it made her moan. It was one of those kisses that was practically sex. He grabbed her neck squeezing softly as he kissed her and then he pulled away. "So if you ever wanna get rid of that bullshit situation.... I'm here" "fuckkk" she said softly out of breath she hadn't been this turned on in a while. "And you still don't wanna come up?" He shook his head no "nah you got the kiss cause I couldn't resist myself" "welll how about I give you my number so we can stay in contact...." "Alright bet..." she says her number so he can type it into his phone and then he texted her a emoji so she could save his number too.

"Alright let's get you to your room.... I'll just drop you off if I walk up there you might tempt me" She smiled "yes I would definitely try too so this is the best bet" they shared a laugh as he pulls out into the street and then into the hotel parking lot pulling up right to the door . "Welll byeee don't be afraid to use my number" she says smiling "I won't be afraid... you stay out of trouble" she gathers the trash from the food leaving only his drink. "No promises" " oh thank you for that I would've got it" "the trash can right there it's fine" she smiled opening the door making sure she had everything "bye be safe" he says "I will... text me when you get home" "will do" she finally gets out of the car shutting his door and throwing away the trash he watches her walk all the way into the hotel until he couldn't see her Frame anymore and then he pulls off.

She gets on the elevator smiling ear to ear she can't think of a time she's ever been kissed like that and the conversations they had was crazy. She got her key out of her purse but before she could unlock the door. Her door flies open.

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[ktisherelol]

It Just Happened ~ Ricky Bowen X Reader

Summary: (You are aged up in this) You and Ricky have been friends since you were young, and you have a small crush on him. One day when he comes over, things get juicy.

Warnings: Cussing, fluff, alcohol, smut.

Pairing: Ricky Bowen X Female reader (you can change it if you'd like).

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"I'm bored." says Jenna, my friend since first grade. I sat down next to her, "What do you wanna do?"

"I don't know. Should we invite more people? There's nothing to do. And omg it's a great day outside." says Jenna

"Okay, I'll call Ricky." I say

"The one you kinda like?" asks Jenna

"... How do you know that?" I ask

"Your face lit up when you said Ricky."

"Well... Okay, maybe I kinda like him. But that doesn't mean I won't hang out with you."

Jenna laughs, "Come on. I'll leave, I have things to do anyway. Have fun with your boyfriend."

"Jennaa..." I say

"Y/nnnnn..." says Jenna

"Stayyy." I say

"No, I will be leaving, and youu are gonna thank me and that's that! Now byeeeee!" she says and leaves before I can say anything. Well, alright then.

"Fine. Love you!" I say

"Love you, too!" she screams back. Then I call Ricky after asking my mom if he can come over, which she says he's always welcome.

"Hey, Y/n/n. What's up?" he picks up

"Hey, Ricky. Wanna come over?" I ask

"What if I'm not in Salt Lake?"

"Ricky, we both know you are, I saw you two days ago." I say

"What if I moved away?"

"You didn't."

I hear him chuckle, "Alright, fine. I'm coming give me... 10 minutes."

"Alright, byeee!" I say, then hang up.

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After 10 minutes I hear the doorbell ring. I open it to see Ricky with a grin on his face.

"Heyy, come on in!" I say, and we go to the living room.

"How've you been?" he asks

"I've been, okay. You?" I ask

"Same here. I miss being drunk though." he says, we used to go to parties and drink almost every week. Then high school was over and we both just decided to get a job and not go to college yet.

"How long has it been since you last drank?" I ask

"Eh. About a month." he says

"Wow... How did you survive?" I ask

"I just did..." he says, then sees an alcohol bottle on one of the tables that my brother just forgot to put away after his 'experiment'... Don't ask.

"Ooo!" he tries to grab the bottle and opens it, but I stop him before he does.

"Ricky, no." I say, and grab the bottle away from him, kind of spilling it.

"What? I was just gonna drink a little bit…" he says

"I don't care. Don't drink right now." I say, as I grab a towel to clean the mess Ricky made me do.

"Fine." he says as he watches me clean it. After I'm done cleaning the table, I clean the bottle as well in case it spilled on it. As I close the cap and make sure it's tight I feel Ricky put his head on my shoulder, and his arms around my waist.

"Whatchu doing?" I try and hide my blush.

"Hmm, you're warm." he says in a childish voice.

"Alright." I say, "I need to put the bottle away, though."

"Just put it on the table where you found it." he says, I guess it makes sense. My brother needs to learn to clean after himself anyway.

"Alright, fine." I say putting the bottle back on the table. That's when I realized that Ricky smelled... different. Is he wearing cologne?

"Hey, when did you start wearing cologne--" I started as I turned around but got cut off by his lips smashing on mine, his arms never leaving my waist.

I pull away, "Are you sure you're not drunk..?"

"Yeah." he says, as he kisses me again. I don't say anything, just kiss back and put my arms around his neck.

I feel him sit down on the couch and get me on his lap as he pulls me closer. He pulls me so close that... Omg... I can feel it. I can feel his... Uh... You know...

It's getting harder by the second. He starts to kiss down my neck which gives me a chance to speak, "Ricky, what's gotten into you?"

"Do you know how hot you look right now?" he asks, stopping and looking at me. What does he mean? I'm just wearing a little oversized t-shirt and shorts.

"I'm just wearing a t-shirt." I chuckle

"Well, you always look hot to me anyway." he says. Is he really sure he isn't drunk?

"No, Y/n. I'm not drunk." he says… Shit, did I say that out loud?

"No, you didn't say it out loud, I just know what you're thinking." he says. I mean true, he's known me since first grade.

"Exactly." he says

"Okay, stop reading my thoughts." I say as I reposition myself on his lap because I was kind of crooked. He pulls me closer as I do so.

"Ricky, I don't know if you're in the right mind. You may not be drunk, but you're not thinking straight." I say

"I am. Y/n, I've liked you since... I don't even know, it's been a while. But you haven't paid attention to me at all, so I tried to date Alyssa and other girls to try and distract myself but they never got me the way you did. The way you do. The only reason I tried something today was because Jenna told me you kinda like me." he says

"Jenna said what?" I ask

He chuckles, "Was she right? I-is she right?"

I look him in the eyes trying to pull a prank on him. His slight smile faded, "Oh... Well, alright then. Sorry." he said as he tried to get up.

Then I smirk, "She's right. Don't worry." then I kissed him again, making him moan. I felt him harden even more under me as he pulled me closer, grinding me on him.

"Wanna take this upstairs?" he asks

I smirk, "Sure."

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The second we enter my room he closes the door and locks it, pinning me against the wall and pulling me close as he kisses me. My arms travel around his neck, then as one arm stays there just tugging on his hair, the other hand travels down to his chest, to his waist, and then I grab his crotch. I just feel how hard it is for a second and make a memory of its shape. He groans and pushes me on the bed, pinning my arms above me.

He kisses me again, grinding onto me making the both of us moan. I take off his shirt as he takes off mine and take a moment to look at his abs.

Holy shit they're insane…

I feel them as he kisses my chest after a moment of looking at them with lust.

His kisses trail down to my stomach, and to my thighs, before he gets to that one spot, he looks up at me asking for permission. But I smirked and flipped us around, "You've had your fun. Now, it's my turn."

He smirks as I start to kiss him again, then start to kiss down his neck.

"That's too bad. I wanted to taste you." he groans.

"You'll taste me some other day." I say as I start trailing kisses down his stomach, feeling his strong muscles, and then stop as I come across his boxers. I look up at him for permission to take them off, but he just smirks and flips us around like I did to him, "Some other time, babe."

His hand then reaches into my panties, and starts drawing circles on my clit, "Wow... All this for me?"

I chuckle, "Looks like it."

He inserts a finger in me, causing me to moan as he moves his finger in and out, then inserting another one.

"Ricky..." I say

"Hmm?" he says

"I need you." I say

"Need me to do what?" he smirks

"I need you inside me." I say

"As you wish." he says, then takes off his boxers, revealing his hard and red member. Without a second thought, he positions his member to my entrance, and slides it in.

It doesn't hurt as much, because I was really horny and wet. But I've heard that normally it does hurt if this is your first time.

"Holy shit. You're so tight. How are you so tight?" Ricky asks between breaths.

"’Cause this is my first time." I say, trying not to moan.

"Hmm, same here." he says

"Really?" I ask surprised.

"Yeah. Why are you so surprised?" he asks

"I don't know. I mean, look at you..." I say

He smirks, “I wouldn't rather do this with anyone but you."

He gets faster. And faster. And even faster. My hands dig into his back as moans fill the room.

After a while we both release as Ricky pulls out.

"Holy... Fuck..." he says while catching his breath.

"Indeed..." I say, he looks at me, "Please tell me we're dating now."

I smirk, "We are."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

[12gaugefalls]

The Villain

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A/N: Now everyone listen to me when I say this, this isn't really a pairing, just certain Markiplier egos coming to a realization. It's gonna agnsty as hell and barely any comfort. This is also a song fic, the song being "The Villain" by John Michael Howell. It's a really good song, you should check it out.

Anyways let's get this party started!

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I always seemed to be

My own hero

Justified inside my mind

When you're the one in grieve

While I got zero

Pain on my side

I know it ain't right

It hadn't occurred to either of them when it all happened. Mark hadn't expected the lengths Celine would go to keep everything together or the fact Damien would follow her. In hindsight it seemed much clearer, but he can't change it now. Now Dark had lost quite a lot during that night at the manor, but this isn't what he thought would happen.

As Dark and Mark stood in front of a shattered reflection of DA and Wilford it seemed to make a lot more sense. DA's empty eyes screamed rejection to the two men in front of them. Wilford stood stagnant staring at his hands as he slowly realized what transpired that night, his face transforming from confusion to rage.

"I spent so long believing it was me who killed everyone.." Wilford's voice was dripping with venom as here looked up at the men. "But it wasn't! I spent so long believing I was The Villain! I was a victim. And so were they!" He points towards DA as tears stream down his face. "You left them to suffer alone in that God forsaken mirror and you.." Wilford's voice turned dark as he turned his attention to Mark. "You made them live so many lives and deal with so much death.." DA's reflection changed to one of them sobbing, and while neither Mark or Dark could hear them, it still hurt to watch.

"I'm sorry." Dark and Mark replied in sync. But the reaction they got from the DA wasn't one they expected, "You're sorry?! You should be sorry!! I died and when I was told I could come back by my best friends, I was left behind like some broken toy! And when I finally found another way out I was thrown from universe to universe and timeline to timeline just so someone could make something of themselves! I was used over and over! I trusted you!" The DA's voice sounded like multiple people talking at once, each one more angry than the last. "The only reprieve I got was when Wilford pulled me away from those stupid fucking loops! He was the only one who showed any mercy to me!" Their voice seemed to amplify as they screeched their last sentence at the men. "I LOST EVERYTHING!!"

The DA slowly delved into sobs and Wilford pulled them into a hug while gently rubbing circles into their back. "Gentlemen, I think it's finally time to part ways. I don't think either of us will want to see you anymore." Wilford's voice was soft and sounding more sane than Mark or Dark had heard in years. Wilford gently escorted DA anyway from the two, leaving behind broken and saddened men.

It seems Dark and Mark finally realized who the villains of these stories were.

Too bad it had to be them.

The only villain here

Is me

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A/N: I'm so sorry it's so short but Tumblr threw most of it into the void. So I had to rewrite but ive been awake since 1:30 am so.. I'm tired. Also I'm sorry for the angst it wasn't very nice of me 🤭 but I hope it's still good! I hope you all have a wonderful day/night and drink plenty of water please and thank you! Byeee!

Taglist: @ninakuli @adalwolfgang @waxxl0ver @my-sanity-is-long-gone @number1120

[4townie]

Road to 4☆TOWN

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

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

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

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

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

Janelle furrowed her brow. “Girl…?”

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

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

“That sounds nice, Lina, but—”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A moment of silence passed between them.

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

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

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

[kiyothequotequeen]

The Runner Up (My Inner Demons)

This is originally from my Wattpad but since that's basically dead I'm uploading the story and future chapters here. Hopefully this fandom's not as dead as I think it is 🫠

f/f = favorite flavor

The noise of busy chatter could be heard all throughout the city with cars honking and the peoples chatter. I was walking quickly with a f/f bagel in one hand and my phone in the other pressed against my ear as I argued with my dad. "Dad I'm just saying! I think you should definitely let me help you campaign more! Ugh, I'm not gonna make you look like a fool." I took a bite out of my bagel as I listened to him continue to try and keep me out of his campaign. "Yeah. uh huh. Sure dad." I sighed as I stopped at the cross walk and squeezed my phone between my ear and shoulder as I pressed the pedestrian push-button before grabbing my phone again and rolling my eyes at my dad as I walked once the light said I could go. "Alright dad I've gotta go. I'm almost home and need to make sure Ava's up for her interview. Alright, kisses, bu-bye!" Once I hang up the phone I take one last bite of my bagel before putting my phone in my purse. I look over and see my apartment building and walk in quickly passing by the greeting desk with a "good morning," before heading towards the elevator. I press the up button and wait silently for it to open and when it does I watch as a mother and her daughter walk out as I smile at them. I sit in the elevator after clicking my floor number and rummaging through my purse, searching for my apartment keys. Once I find them, the doors open and I walk out and head for the end of the hallway to the apartment opposite of mine. I pull out my keys and instead of pulling out my key, I pull the spare of my friend Ava's and push it through the lock before turning it and heading into her apartment.

"Ava! Are you up yet?" I call out as I place my purse on the stand near her front door as I walk further into her apartment. Feeling something against my legs I look down quickly and see it's just Johnny. "Hi Johnny. Have you eaten yet?" I ask as I caress his back a few times and look over at his empty food bowls. "Ava!" Once I call out the second time her bedroom door opens and she walks out still in her pajamas and on the phone. 'Is this girl serious right now?' Is all I could think. She has an interview in less than half an hour and she's not even ready. Right as I get ready to speak up, she puts up a finger telling me to hold on as she continues to talk. I place my hand on my hip as I scoff and roll my eyes before walking to her couch and sitting down with my arms crossed. I wait until I hear her say, "I'm hanging up now, byeee," before I look at her over the couch and speak. "You're a real piece of work, Ava." She rolls her eyes at me and groans.

"It's too early to deal with life," She groans out and slumps as I get up from the couch and grab Johnny's bowl. "Yeah well you should at least deal with your cat." I wave the food bowl in front of her as she stares at it before her eyes light up like she has a great idea. "Give me a second!" She runs over to the fridge before grabbing a pizza box and bringing over a slice of pizza and placing it in Johnny's bowl. I stare at her in disbelief before throwing my hands up and leaning against the couch. "You never seize to amaze me." She smiles as if it was a compliment and I sigh before looking at a clock on her wall. "Oh yeah, you have an interview soon, genius." 

"Huh?" She looks at her phone with wide eyes before throwing it on the couch and running to her room while yelling profanities. I sigh as I sit on the couch again and grab my phone from my skirt pocket and start scrolling through the news and seeing my dads rival all over while he's only there every once in a while. 

Ava rushes out of her room, finally dressed, and begins talking asking where her things are. "My phone?" I hold up her phone and she quickly takes it. 

"Wallet?" "By my purse at the door." 

"Um I think that's it! Okay bye Johnny be good and just try the pizza, it's good for you! And bye Y/n, thank you!" Before I could say anything more she rushes for the door and opens it but I don't hear her close it. I turn my head towards the door and heard she was talking to someone. I listened a bit closely and realized she was talking to Jake. I didn't like him too much. I had no reason to hate him I just thought he was a little weird. "She thinks it's creepy when you come to her door and no one else's to collect rent, dingus," I mumbled under my breathe as I heard them talking about it. A few minutes later I hear the door shut before not even two minutes later it opens again. And Ava rushes back inside. "You forget something?" "Trash!" She called out before grabbing the garbage and running back out and slamming the door behind her.

"Shit! She forgot her keys!" It's not too late to catch her so I rush to the door, grabbing her keys along with my purse and run out the door making sure to lock it behind me. 

Once I get downstairs I run out the door and head to the back alleyway where the garbage is. I pause once I realize Ava is talking to someone. Or more so multiple people and it doesn't sound much like talking as it does arguing. I reach into my purse and grab the pepper spray I always have on me. I hold my purse to my side tightly as I slowly and as quietly as possible sneak around the corner to immediately be confused by what I see. I see 5 men in weird, mythical looking clothing and they all have different colored horns and one of them, the biggest, holding Ava with a sword in her hand as some other guy yells, "Peaceful evasive maneuvers!" until he puts the sword back in its sheath and places her on a tree. I can't help but stifle a laugh at the sight. I walk a bit closer, behind a guy with white hair as I sweep my leg into the back of his knees causing him to fall and yelp, grabbing the attention of everyone there. I point the pepper spray down at him as he looks up at me with a confused look. "What is that?" I look over at a orange haired guy who was pointing and looked frightened by what I was holding. 'Have they seriously never seen pepper spray?' I'm a little caught off guard by him that I don't realize the man once under me is now behind me until he wraps his arm around my waist tightly and holds a curved knife right against my throat. I see two of the guys freak out a bit while the one with dark blue horns and some other guy with white horns yell at the one behind me. I sigh in disbelief that I'm actually about to do this.

Is he that dangerous? I mean he does have a knife to my throat and these guys do have real weapons, so I guess so. I quickly cover my eyes and hold my breath as I raise the hand with the pepper spray to face his face and spray causing him to drop me as he starts yelling and rubbing his eyes. I quickly get back up and cough a few times and rub my eyes before I look down at him and then back over at the others. "Get her down, now." They look frightened, threatened, and angered but they whisper among themselves before the one with white horns points his hand at the tree Ava's on before it suddenly bursts into flames. She falls and I look at the tree with my jaw dropped.

"Did... You just..." Ava mutters out before turning around towards the man while the dark blue horned one yelled at him. "Prince Asch! Do not use your magic on such trivial matters!"

'Magic?' These guys can't be human. No human I've ever met can do something like that. I continue to stare in awe as this 'Prince Asch' guy started talking. "The next words that come out of your mouth better be-" he was suddenly cut off by Ava grabbing one of his horns and pulling. Suddenly all the guys there gasped and I couldn't help but feel like she had just done something risky. "How indecent!" "In public?!" I look at each one as they yell in fright and the biggest guy covers the orange haired ones eyes. "Hey!" The white horned one suddenly stands up straight, Ava releasing her grip on his horns, and she mutters out, "They're real... heh..." He angrily spits out, "How dare you!" As his response. "I knew I should've slept in today..." She begins to chuckle before suddenly falling over and passing out. "Oh my god!" I cover my mouth before rushing over to Ava and getting on my knees beside her. "You... Killed it."

"No... N-No I didn't!" The prince Asch guy sputters out at the accusation while I sign. "You idiots, she's not dead. Just unconscious." I stare up at them as the dark horned one begins to think. "This is your guys fault, y'know, so..." I bite my nail thinking if I really want these guys coming into our apartment building, much less into one of our apartments. I sigh knowing I won't be able to carry her by myself. "So you're carrying her to her apartment." One of them questions what the hell is an apartment but I don't answer. "We should establish a base of operations when we get there." The dark blue horned guy says to Prince Asch. I groan as I begin to lift Ava up and struggle. "Hello? I said you'd be carrying her so... Wanna come help maybe??" I glare at them, but especially the biggest guy, indicating for him to come lift her. He does just that and comes over and lifts her and places her over his shoulder like a bag of firewood. I stare for a second in shock before collecting myself. I grab my purse from by the tree and wave for them to follow behind me as I begin leading them to Ava's apartment.

'God I hope this doesn't last long...'

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Hi! I hope you enjoyed this first chapter of 'The Runner Up' and it would be great to hear some feedback of what you think! Later on as I write more chapters I'll begin to link them all on here of like a master list if I can. :)

[two-braincells-in-total]

you lot remember that spooky hotel room I told you about, right?

well, it has a fridge. but said fridge doesn't work. I was not aware of this until I tried to put some stuff in it and found out. So what does one do in such situation?

Eat the food. I already drank 500mL of flavored milk and now I'm eating meat sticks. dinner was an hour ago and I'm kinda lucky that i didn't like it, now I can eat the food more easily.

why would I buy meat sticks in the first place, you might ask? well, my dears, your girl procrastinated for weeks and now has to spend the night studying for tomorrow's classes which are Kruskal's algorithm and LCA. They're not hard and I've already studied them before, so I just need to revise, but it's currently 9 pm and I've only done Kruskal. Let's not forget the 2 tasks I have of segment trees (which I probably won't do, the class was today and the teacher won't check to see if we did it)

I was living off of 2 coffees, which got me shacking at some point and I almost fell asleep mid lesson. I still did pretty good tho

I made a friend today too, which was surprising but not bad

i tripped several times, one of them was down the stairs. that was fun

my bag tore apart. also fun

so far, it has been eventfull and I got used to the creepy hotel room, so I think we can say it's going well

i would've watched a movie or something but I forgot my headphones, so I'm gonna make pinterest boards when I finish LCA revision (the Meant to be boards are basically spoilers now lol)

anyways, that's the daily update, some of you might've heard rants from me throughout the day, so you might know more details, but that's basically it

byeee

[itsmarsss]

long-ass big-ass self-ship ramble ahead this is your warning i am so sorry LMAO so i may or may not be planning to write somewhat of a series (smut included) at some point for blitz x my hellhound sinner oc who's like hella sensitive n shy n like- overthinks n all that but she's very sweet sound like any ask requests you've gotten recently? and SUUUUUUCH a people-pleaser it's insane she ends up working as his assistant at one point but it's mostly doing the paperwork no one else bothers to do and figures out that she has literally never been more attracted to anybody than she has him and they're good friends n shit n work well together otherwise BUT THE THING IS!!! back on earth before she died, she only ever really had one irl relationship and then the rest were online/long-distance, none of them ended well and it kinda gave her a fear of loneliness/being alone and also a MASSIVE need to please people so they'll stay n all this shit and also this whole like- idk she grew up watching disney movies and believing in magic n true love n now it's like she can't stop thinking about it and being in love and,,, idk it's kinda like true love is her endgame to the point she gets a little self-destructive about it ANYWAY but her love languages are physical affection and gifts so having a crush irl. something like this, in real life- she's fucking beside herself like even a mere pat on the head brings tears to her eyes but he wouldn't know that unless he looked close enough she's really bad at hiding it but every little thing he does makes her blush and it's insane at some point as they get closer, he kinda opens up ab his relationship shit (briefly- well, as much as he feels comfortable) immediately she's doing her damnedest to keep herself in check cuz she doesn't wanna freak him out or make him leave and she's like- working extra hours n all this stuff to help him out because she cares about him a lot and wants to show that and help out without it being some crazy big thing they hook-up at some point..... teehee who knows anyway it's gonna be so tragic and sexual and beautiful and AUGH i might be coming back with more as i write,,,, maybe,,,, sorry i didn't ask first but feel free to ignore LMAO anyway take a quote i made (to my knowledge) and a quote i found off twitter (in order): "And the sad thing is- I don't know whether I love you, or whether you're the one I want to finally find love in." "you don’t think i’m a bad person? / all i think is that i love you." (i then saw this quote retweeted with stolitz..... which..... also fuck yeah augh sorry if there're any typos or shit you don't understand but i'm thrilled to answer questions/clarify shit if you or anyone have anything OKAY COOL SORRY ABOUT THIS BYEEE -🍯⭐🪷

omg that one was yours!!!! I’m writing for it right now!!! I’m merging so many concepts into it simultaneously lol I hope you like it when it’s done!!

ohhh I love me some lore 😭 gimme the reason why that persons fucked up!!!! I eat it right up

do come back with more whenever you want!!!! and I wanna read it when it’s done babes pleaaaaseee?? 🥺🥺

[sunny6677]

It's Spooky Month! - Spooky Month: The Novellized Version - Book 1.

Summary:

After eagerly waiting all day and night for the month of October to finally spring—a kid who calls himself Skid goes on wacky adventures with his friend who goes by the name of Pump! What sort of adventures will they get into? What sort of antics will arise? The answers are kind of unknown, because there's no predicting what can possibly happen when they're around!

Chapter 2: A Spooky Night!

TWS FOR SERIAL KILLERS AND ATTEMPTED MURDER

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"Okay—I'mma go ask my mom if I can go out now!"

"Okay! I'm gonna see if grandpa will lemme come over!"

"Ehehehe.. okay! I'll see you! Bye-byeee—"

"Bye-byeeee!"

Skid let his thumb move upward as he lifted it over the red button on his flat screen, and the phone gave a simple click as it finally hung up.

He kicked his feet as he rocked from side to side in his black plastic cheer, the artificial light of the screen washing over his mask that held his eyes in the dark circular shadows of it. His lips were curled into a smile behind the mask—so much so his cheeks practically felt numb. He heard his own breathing from behind his mask—muffled exhales and inhales coming out of his mouth.

He slipped himself off of his seat with a slight grunt—shaking his head a little. He felt dampness begin to cling to his skin as the minutes had passed—most likely due to the costume. Though, he knew when he stepped out into the cold air of the town, he probably wouldn't be as warm.

As Skid began to walk foward, he heard another loud noise from outside. Something that sounded like his mom.. screaming?

..maybe she was watching something spooky!

With an eager hop, Skid made his way to the door, and lifted his hand so it could grip the handle. Twisting it with a forced reach of his hand, the door finally creaked open—light filling his vision, a glow made around the interior of his mask as brightness seeped into the circles of his mask.

He stepped out onto the tiled floor, spinning around as he walked with a giggle escaping his mouth. He couldn't wait for Pump to come over—he couldn't wait to see what his mom might have been watching! It was all just so exciting.

As his feet stepped along the floor, he heard the faint sound of his mom breathing heavily—letting out shaky gasps. The entrance to the living room was up ahead—square-shaped with light seeping out of it and onto the floor. He heard a masculine laugh come from it. Oh—maybe it was a movie with a serial killer in it!

He skipped a few more steps foward, and once he finally made his way to the entrance, he peeked his head inside. He tried to speak, but no sound came out once he looked in. He stopped speaking entirely in fact.

His mom was standing there.. still dressed in her sleeveless pastel purple night-shirt with black straps and black shorts as she trembled. Her eyes were wider than he had ever seen them, and her hands looked to be trembling. Standing behind her was a looming red shape. But not just any red shape. It.. it was a man. A man with a light red mask with horns sticking out of it, a dark red sweater over his large body, and black jeans worn around his stubby legs.

His mom shuddered. "..wh.. so—son.. don't.."

She winced. The man pressed a gray blade to her neck that shimmered in the light from above. He looked kinda spooky. Almost like he was a real serial killer, too! But.. something about him made Skid feel nervous.

"..so—son.." His mom spoke. "Don't.. don't come over here.. go to the phone.. ge—get the phone. Call 911. Call—hh.. call 911!" Her voice became more panicked as the blade pressed closer against the dark brown skin of her throat.

The man laughed from behind her—a large, crescent grin spread to his cheeks—his eyes wide with dark circles beneath him. Skid could at least see these due to the circles on his mask.

Hmm.. this man was scaring his mom. He didn't like it! Skid almost yelled, before the idea of something came to his mind. He smiled again. Maybe this man was just a spooky guy who his mom decided to pull a prank on him with! Yeah! Maybe that was it!

"Hehehe.. mooooommmmm!" Skid playfully said, "It's Spooky Month! I know this is a prank!"

"..wh.. pr—prank?" His mom stammered, "Son, it's not a pr—prank!"

She winced. She then gave a grunt, and shoved her back against the man with surprising strength. The man grunted, taking a few steps back. Oh! Maybe they were playing pretend now! Hmm.. Skid didn't wanna interrupt his mom's game. Maybe he could just let them play for now!

His mom lifted up her arms as she slightly growled, and the man shook his head with a wide grin. Skid yelled out, "Heheheheh.. you have fun playing, mom! I'm gonna go wait for my friend!"

"Ok—Okay, son. Just.. just don't come over here!"

His mom managed to say—her hand reaching over to grab something he couldn't see. As Skid turned around and began to run all the way back into the hallway, he heard something break. The man let out a scream. Wow! They were really good at playing pretend!

Skid giggled—still walking through the hallway. Though.. in the distance, he saw someone walking. An elderly woman with grey poofy hair, and a night-gown.. oh! He knew who it was!

"Hi, grandma!" Skid laughed as he ran past.

"..what.. hi. Wha—what are you doing up so late, B—"

There was another sound of something breaking as Skid ran farther into the hall. He heard his grandma say something he couldn't exactly hear—and turned around a wall that was nearby. Which of course led to the hallway that led all the way to the entrance of his house.

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After a few minutes of more yelling and the sound of something crashing—Skid heard a knock at the door. He slowly lifted himself to his feet, already having been waiting by the door for a few minutes now, so he knew who it was! He hopped up, grabbing the doorhandle which for whatever reason was now unlocked, and letting the door slowly creak open.

He then peeked out—and standing in the doorframe was a familiar small figure.

"Aye!"

"Ayeeeee!"

They both greeted. In place of the familiar curly brown haired boy he was always used to seeing when Pump wasn't in his costume, was now the bright orange mask of what resembled a pumpkin with a plastic green stem sticking out of it. His eyes were visible behind his mask due to the circles, his mouth-piece shaped into a large grin. A fake tooth stuck out, hiding his tooth gap. And around his chubby body, he wore a black suit with gloves, and a white coat below.

They both let out a laugh as Skid stepped foward, and threw his hands against Pump's—high fiving as they often did.

"What'chu doing?" Pump asked.

"I was waiting for you to show up! You ready to go get ice-cream?"

"Heheheh! Yeah! Yeah, I am!"

"Okay! Eheheheh!"

Pump jumped up excitedly as Skid stepped out onto the grey doorstep. It felt slightly cool against their costume-covered feet, but neither of them cared. The coolness from outside seeped into the circles of their mask, washing away the humidity. The black sky from above them shone down with a million stars speckled across it—and surely enough, the town looked the same as it always did. Green front lawns, houses of similar small shapes to Skids own, mailboxes at every house. Even in the night, it looked the same.

Skid shut the door behind him, and stepped down from the doorstep as Pump followed.

He beamed, "Let's go find Mr. Frank!"

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The nights air hung over them—stars flickering from above still. The town could be oddly quiet when there wasn't as many people driving around. Some vehicles were parked at different corners, or on people's driveways. Bikes laid against nearby streetlights (with most of the streetlights in question being off already). Fire hydrants poked out from the concrete grounds. Familiar signs. Familiar houses. Familiar everything.

The chill of the night blew into their masks—they could still smell the scent of faint grass even now. They hummed cheerfully. It was fine to roam alone at night like this. After all, it was spooky month! And they basically knew everyone here, so there was barely anyone that was a stranger!

Pump then looked up, and stopped walking as he pointed. "Hey, look! It's Mr. Frank's van!"

Skid looked ahead with a curious hum, and smiled. It was a familiar vehicle they often saw. A white van with odd substances and dusts sprinkled on it. It always looked as if it hadn't been used in years—brown starting to seep in from how dirty it was. They almost wondered if Mr. Frank lived in the van.

"Oh—eheheh! Yeah, it is!" Skid nodded, "Let's go see if he's awake!"

The two then continued walking, now picking up their pace. Mr. Frank was someone they both knew. A man who sold ice-cream to every child in town. They both only really knew him well because he happened to know Skids mom, and even knew Pumps dad! So he was a friend of theirs. After a few more feet of walking, they came to a stop.

The vans window appeared to be open.

Skid tilted his head to the side, opening his mouth to speak. Though before he could in the midst of the uncomfortable silence, a pale face with half-lidded eyes peeked out. Black poky bangs streaked with sweat clung to the faces forehead, and a grin came to its lips.

"..hey, kids."

"Oh—hi, Mr. Frank!"

Frank was barely visible in the shadow of the van—it must have been pretty dark or something because he was practically like a silhouette. Pump tilted his head to the side as Mr. Frank spoke again.

"What are you two kids doing out here?"

Pump grinned, "We came to get ice-cream!"

"Oh.. hahaha.. I see." Frank smiled back. "Why's that? You goin' somewhere?"

"No, not really!" Skid answered. "It's Spooky Month, so we want spooky ice-cream!"

"Yeah!" Pump added.

"..ohhh.. hahah.. okay. Lemme see what I got then." Frank replied. He practically vanished into the shadows for a moment, before his large muscular arms reached out of the window—holding two ice-creams. One of them was made into the shape of a skeleton, with one of them being a popsicle that was shaped like a pumpkin.

"Here ya go, kids—your favorite spooky treats." Frank said.

"Thanks, Mr. Frank!" Skid replied. Pump licked at his ice-cream with a giddy pace. Frank always made these treats for them anytime it hit spooky month, so spooky month never went without any tasty snacks or ice-cream or candy!

"Hehehe.. alright. I'm gonna keep driving now—but—but you two be safe, alright?" Frank replied, starting up the vehicle. A kid in the distance began to walk closer, seemingly going somewhere. Frank's grin seemed to grow even larger.

"Okayyyy!" Skid nodded. "Buh-bye!"

"Bye, kids.." Frank huffed out.

They then turned around, walking away from the van, and past the kid who seemed to get even closer. Skid licked at his ice-cream, a vanilla taste filling his mouth. Pump grinned at the marmalade flavor that exploded into his mouth, and he gave another giggle of happiness.

Skid came to a stop, going over to the edge of the sidewalk, and sitting down as he ate his ice-cream. Pump sat near him, still licking at his as he kicked his feet.

"Wow, this is amazing!" Pump cheered.

"Yeah, it is!" Skid nodded. "..where'd you wanna go after this, Pump?"

"Mm.. I dunno. Maybe we can go to the movies!"

"Oh, yeah! We can see if there's any horror movies on!"

Skid blinked, stopping his speech. He could have sworn he heard something shrill and high-pitched from behind, like a scream. He glanced in the direction of the sound. The kid that was approaching them from before was no longer there, and Mr. Frank's van was getting farther and farther away.

Hmm..

Oh, well! Maybe it was just a spooky ghost.

With that, they continued eating their treats, bathed by the night.