#expect it's cuz his phone was broken...

[yellowymellon]

hsr moments i need to delete part 3 (? i forgot...)

[rubywithecat]

Kissing them when they are least expecting it (Bonten ver.) (fem. reader)

Mikey

- It was supposed to be your dinner date with Mikey but he was having a call about whatever his business is with other executives on his phone for a long period of time. And you felt like you were left out and eating alone. You suddenly came up with an idea that might make him pay attention to you. “Mikey, look at me!” you said as u quickly stood up from your seat and leaned forward, sneaking a kiss on his lips. He was so stunned to speak for a good sec. “What was that, Mikey?” U heard from his phone. “Hello? R u there?” he was called out. His lips curled up. “I will call back later” he said, then hang up. He grabbed your leg with his under the desk, which makes you almost fall and he laughed. “Mikey! Stop!” You yelled but u were happy “Now ur paying attention to me” you proudly smiled like an achievement. “You little devil” he grinned. “Wait until we get home”

Kokonoi

- “Let’s make a bet” your bestie challenged you at a club. “See that man at VIP over there? Kiss him and I will do your assignment for the whole month and you do mine if you fail” she said. “That’s not hard” you winked at her as you confidently walked in your heels. “Miss, you can’t enter this area, it’s for VIP only” a waiter requested. “Do I not look like a VIP?” You attempted and with your pretty privilege, u were let in. You observed the area. Then saw the opportunity and quickly grabbed a champagne glass, purposely bumped into kokonoi. “Omg! Why did you bump into me, sir?!” U gasped dramatically as he was clueless. “Excuse me?? It’s you who bump me?” He defended. “You can’t bully a girl just because she’s weak” you said you stood up on your toe and sneaked a kiss on his lip. “That’s a price you have to pay” you said as you looked at your bestie who was watching you and gave thumbs up. You proudly smiled back at her and quickly about to walk away, embarrassed and awkward. “Sorry, sir… Plz excuse me”. But before you could leave, he grabbed your hands and said, “I am not that cheap, Miss” he smirked as you realized u made the big mistake ever.

Kakucho

-Your neighbor’s house was broken into yesteday so u were scared to live alone at your apartment. You asked your friend, Kakucho to stay a night with you before you install the new security service cuz he’s the only fri of yours who can fight really good. He agreed when he came you invited him for dinner that you prepared beforehand. To admit, you have a crush on him but kept it secret not to ruin friendship. You guys talked and talked and it was so much fun. You were at 3 glasses of wine and kind of drunk but he wasn’t drunk at all. His talking, slowly became blurry in your ears and you were just staring at him, and then his lips and without telling him anything, you kissed him. He was caught off guard but you didn’t expect him to kiss you back but he did, and it was a nice long kiss. “U have no idea how much I fantasize about you” He said as he wickedly smiled as you were the one who caught off guard.

Ran

- You are his assistant and it’s your birthday. However, you didn’t skip work cuz you don’t have anyone to spend time with anyway. “Miss (ur last name), come into my office” Ran said as he walked past your desk so you followed him. You closed the office door behind you as you have entered. “Do you need anything, sir?” You asked formally and he shook his head. Then he suddenly pulled out a gift box from his desk drawer and gave it to you which really surprised you. “What’s that for, sir?” You asked, confused. “Isn’t it your birthday?” he replied. “Yeah… I didn’t think you would remember…” you replied. He blushed but acted cool. “Well, open it” he said as he looked at your reaction. You saw a really pretty and expensive necklace from Cartier. “Omg! Sir, I can’t accept it. It’s too expensive” you handed back. “Take it. I especially chose this for you”. “Really? If then…thanks a lot!” You were more than happy cuz it’s your first luxury item and you can’t help but without your own knowledge, you suddenly kissed his cheek. Then you were so embarrassed about what you had done! You apologized quickly. “I’m so sorry, sir! I’m sorry…” but interrupted by his kiss on your lips as he grabbed your neck. “Dont try to resist it now. You started it first, bby” he smirked.

Rindou

- You are at an arcade and competing with him in virtual driving game. You properly scored well but when it’s his turn, he’s doing a lot better than you and got a perfect score. “Let’s rematch” you said feeling competitive. He smirked. “Just accept the fact that you can’t win me, bby but fine” he said as he got up from the seat. You scored a lil more than previous one but you don’t think you will win over him this time too so you came up with a wicked idea. He was nearly to complete his match and suddenly you kissed him and he lost focus which he crashed into another car and lost points. He scored less than you finally. “I win!” You yelled. “That’s cheating, y/n!” He defended. “Do you have any proof?” You teased him. He looked at you for a sec and grabbed you by your waist and pushed you back to the chair. “Rindou! wtf r u doing? Get off me!” You said. He trapped you on the chair as he lean closer. “You’re not getting away with this, love”

Sanzu

- You were arguing with him cuz you got yourself into almost having a car accident and he was worried. “You’re not driving anymore. That is.” He said as he took the car key from your hand. “Give me back!” You defended. “Why would I?” he replied proudly as your attempt to grab the key back failed. “You can’t control what I have to do!” You yelled. “Look, I’m not changing my mind and ur not getting your key back” he continued “You could have hurt and I’m gonna—“ He was interrupted as you suddenly kissed him. He was so shocked that his grips to key was weakened so you could quickly grab a key from him easily. “Got it!” you said and teased him with gesture and as you were gonna walk away, he laughed “Don’t underestimate me, sweetheart” and he pushed you down to the couch. At the same time, he also knelt onto it, facing you on your top. “It’s your fault for testing me” he smirked and grabbed your hands tight as the key dropped from the side and he ignored it cuz his only focus now is you. ;)

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[snickerdoodie]

“Need you now”

Summary: The Tornado Wranglers weren’t known for staying in one place for longer than a few days; too many storms to chase, fans to see, family’s to help. It required constant movement and you knew that, but it was never easy for you or Tyler.

Pairing: Tyler Owen’s x f!reader

A/N: Funny story about this fic, I actually based it on my grandma and late grandpa. It makes me so teary eyed every time she tells me the story but I love it sm😭. I’m not even gonna lie, I didn’t really know if I wanted to post this cuz it just…felt like it didn’t turn out right. Feel free to listen to the song while reading, it’s “Need You Now” by Lady A. Not proofread, per usual. But I hope you guys like it!

“Picture perfect memories, scattered all around the floor

Reaching for the phone, 'cause I can't fight it any more

And I wonder if I ever cross your mind

For me, it happens all the time”

You knew what you were getting yourself into when you started dating Tyler Owen’s; a famous YouTuber, Tornado Wrangler, and an overall state superstar and hero, but nothing prepared you for all this. The waiting, the longing, the empty bed side, the constant anxiety that maybe today was the day he wouldn’t come home from a chase, it was all awful.

And here you were again, laying in bed alone, tucked in the shriveled up covers and blankets staring blankly at the brain dead tv show with nothing but numbness. It’s been 2 weeks since you’ve last seen and heard from Tyler, with every passing day you miss the toothy grin, his warm, strong embrace. You miss it all. It’s like they say; you never know how much something means to you until it’s gone, and right now, you couldn’t miss him more.

Too busy caught up in your thoughts, you barely process the blaring sound of your cell phone going off. Someone was calling you. In a slumped up ball of blankets, you lazily pick up the phone and glance at the caller ID, not expecting the man you missed most to be the face you see. A wave of emotion hits you at the photo. It was a selfie of the two of you cuddled up in the gleaming sunlight by the bed of a lake. Clothes damp and hair wet, you both decided to bask in the blaring sunbeams as a way to dry off and stay warm.

As hastily is possible, you hit the green accept button. With shaking hands and a wobbly smile, you bring it up to your ear, not even registering the sweet muffled melody coming through the other end.

“Oh my god, Tyler,” you blurt, voice nearly scratchy, “God, I’ve missed you so much…I-“ It’s only when you stop to take a breath that you hear it.

“It's a quarter after one, I'm all alone and I need you now

Said I wouldn't call, but I've lost all control and I need you now

And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now,”

As you feel your throat close up and eyes brim with tears, you stay silent. In your blindness to hear Tyler’s voice again, you completely missed the pianos intro, deaf to the lyrics all together. But once you hear the chorus, you melt away. The once welled up tears cascade down your cheeks like a broken dam; no matter how many you wipe away they keep falling. The swelling of your chest becomes nearly painful, trying to hold back the choked sobs that threaten to escape, but it’s a lost cause.

In one last hope, you put the phone on speaker and bring your legs up to your chest, burying your head between your knees as one of your hands holds the cell up. Just as you do, a blubbering whimper travels from your throat as a sob follows it soon after. As the song continues to flow around the room, the quiet but definite wails carry on, an unstoppable sound that breaks Tyler’s heart through the staticky reception of the call.

Minutes pass by as your weeping slows to small sniffles, eyes closed as you focus on the last remaining lyrical bits of the song.

“Guess I'd rather hurt than feel nothin' at all,”

You don’t trust yourself to speak, the emotions still raw and twirling in your mind, a powerful force that only one person can tame.

“Hey baby...”

You nearly burst into another onslaught of tears at the sound of his voice. It’s quiet and nearly as syrupy as your own, and unbeknownst to you, Tyler had too, lost himself at the sound of you. How could he not? With every twister he went through, he always thought one thing; What if doesn’t come home? What if this is the one that finally takes the Tornado Wrangler down, leaving you with nothing to mourn over. The thought alone gave him goosebumps.

“Tyler..” you whimper, chest swelling at the relief of hearing him once again.

“I don’t even know how to start tellin’ you how nice it is to hear your voice again…god I’ve missed you, sweetheart,” With a smile, you repeat back.

“I’ve missed you too, Tyler…I miss you being here with me..” If you close your eyes tight enough, you can really picture him here with you. His breath winding down your neck as his stubble pricks the side of your face. The smell of his cologne mixing in with the scent of your perfume. Listening closely, you hear shuffling then a deep breath, before he finally speaks,

“I’m coming home soon, baby, I promise you I am.”

“I just need you now,

Oh, baby, I need you now.”

Three posts in one day?!? A new record for me. Lmfao I actually wrote this one today and had a crisis if I wanted to post it or not. I know this song is about heartbreak and wanting someone back after they’ve left…but I wanted to try and make it about longing, like the story my grandma always tells me. I hope you guys like this fic! I honestly might rewrite it on a later date, but I was kinda texting the waters with it. As always, comment if you liked or disliked something, inbox is still open!

[ranhaitanisgf]

aaaaaAAAAA CONGRATS ON 2K !! IM SO HAPPY & PROUD OF YOUUUUU ILYSM YOU DONT KNOW HOW MYCH I LOOK FORWARD TO YOUR HCS 🗣!!

ofc i HAD to join on this event 🤩 may i have a scenario for “oblivious ‘best friends’ “ & “getting sick” with inui? where reader FINALLY realizes that inui actually cared for her more than a friend would ? preferably fluff 🛐 TQSM LOVE I APPRECIATE IT [cry] <3

— inui [inupi] seishu // obvlivious best friends // getting sick

[𖤐] ANON THATS SO SWEET !!!! im sorry for disappearing for so damn long !!! i hopeeee yall enjoy this, as i went wayyyy over word limit once again !! i also rewrote this like two hundred million times cuz i was struggling w the vibes idk ... anywho. enjoy my loveliessss xoxooooo

wc ; 1.7k+

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inui was worried. 

well, he wasn’t sure that that was quite the word to sum up how he was feeling at the moment, but it was the best he could come up with at the moment. 

his worry had started around a week ago, when you had stopped showing up to toman meetings. it was highly unusual, since even though you took on more of a strategic role rather than a fighting role, you still would attend every meeting to offer your input on different issues and how to solve them. you prided yourself on your intellect and being able to strategize, so the first day you hadn’t shown up, it was already ringing alarm bells in his mind. 

after the second, third, and fourth day, inui was sure that something terrible had happened, and somehow nobody had told him. however, even after asking around all the divisions, and even mikey himself, he concluded that nobody had a clue as to where you were. every time he tried to call your cell, it went straight to voicemail, and all the texts that he sent were still on delivered. 

and so now, as any best friend would do, he showed up at your apartment. 

he had visited a couple times in the last week, repeatedly pressing your doorbell and knocking on the door for what seemed like forever. he didn’t want to intrude into your home, but his worry was getting to its peak, so, as an normal person would do, he decided to break your door down. 

sure, he felt pretty guilty about it, especially since your landlord would probably give you hell about it, but the pros outweighed the cons in this situation. 

pros: he gets to see if you’re safe. 

cons: your landlord gets angry and increases your rent, your door is broken until it gets fixed, your neighbors will be upset (maybe), you might get kicked out of your apartment. 

yeah, in his mind, the pro outweighed the cons. 

with a strong kick, inui swiftly kicked beneath the handle of your door. as expected, it wasn’t the strongest thing, so it opened rather easily, even having the courtesy to stay on the hinges. 

“(y/n)?” his voice rang throughout your apartment, feeling a bit on edge at how messy everything was.

 had someone broken in and kidnapped you? did you get robbed and they ended up abducting you? what if-?

“what…the fuck.” inui’s jumbled thoughts cleared up the moment he heard your voice, (was it a bit more raspy than usual?). you had emerged from your bedroom, a blanket heaped over your shoulders as you blankly stared at him. 

“(y/n)...” without much thinking, inui took a couple hasty steps forward and wrapped his arms around you, relief flooding through him. “do you have any idea how worried i’ve been? why didn’t you pick up any of my calls?” you sniffled a bit in his embrace, making him step back a bit to get a better look at you. 

your eyes were rimmed red, and now that he was paying more attention, he realized that you were really warm. your hair was quite a mess, and despite the thick blanket that you were holding over your shoulders, you seemed to be shivering. 

“well, that’s ‘cause my cell’s been dead and i haven’t charged it.” you jerked a thumb over at the living room couch, which your dead cell phone was laying on. “what’re you even doing here though? did you break the door?” your eyes wandered behind him, seeing your door wide open, looking back at inui as he froze a bit at the question. 

“yeah…i’ll pay for a new one. is this why you haven’t been responding? because you’re sick?” 

“i think you’re smart enough to answer that question yourself.” you mumbled, turning around and walking back to your bedroom. “now, if you’ll excuse me, ‘m gonna go back to sleep…” after taking another couple steps though, you felt yourself stumbling as your vision began to blur. 

your wavering frame was steadied by two arms at your shoulders, quickly leading you to sit down on the edge of your bed. as your vision came back, you noticed inui kneeling in front of you, his brows pinched together with worry as he slipped his cool hand onto your forehead. 

“you’ve had this high of a fever this whole time?” 

“yep…” you could barely keep your eyes open at this point, your head bobbing up and down as you tried to stay awake. 

“hm…just go back to sleep.” 

“will do…” you mumbled, flopping back onto your bed and getting under your blankets. 

inui looked down at you as you passed out almost immediately, feeling worried and a little bit betrayed. why hadn’t you called him? had you been taking care of yourself this whole time? 

he settled onto the edge of your bed, carefully pushing some strands of hair out of your face. gently, he pulled some of your blanket up, tucking you in, the corners of his lips turning up as you buried yourself deeper in the blanket. 

cute…

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“...up…(y/n)...wake up…” you groaned at the subtle shaking of your body, turning over to try and go back to sleep. “(y/n)? just wake up for a few minutes and you can go back to sleep.” the smell of something good wafted through the air, which was enough to make you slowly open one eye, turning back over.

inui was above you, leaning over as he made sure you were awake. his blue eyes became a bit softer when you finally opened both of your own eyes, staying over you for a moment more than was necessary before leaning back. carefully, he handed you a small bowl of rice, a fried egg on top of it with some soy sauce, handing you a pair of chopsticks. 

“you should eat if you want to get your strength back.” you dug in without another word; the most you had been surviving on in the past week was crackers and cheese, since that was the only thing you were able to eat without doing any sort of cooking. 

however, your eating paused when you felt inui pushing some of your hair to the side, unpeeling a cold pack and carefully sticking it to your forehead. he was a little bit closer than he probably needed to be; you could see the flecks of green in his blue irises, his eyebrows still pinched together a little bit as he looked at you. 

ba-dump!

now that you were a little bit more awake, you became quite conscious of how messy your hair was, and even more so noticing how sweaty and gross you were. your fingers ran through your hair, trying your best to take some of the tangles out as you looked to the side, embarrassment flooding through you. you hadn’t called anyone on purpose; you hadn’t exactly wanted anybody to see you like this. 

“er, thanks…” 

“...” 

“...seishu…?” you questioned, feeling a bit awkward as he seemed to be lost in his own thoughts. he looked back at you from his seat on the edge of your bed, a somewhat faraway look in his eyes. 

“hm?” 

“uhm, are you alright…?” at your question, inui opened his mouth, then closed it again, seeming to be thinking about something. he mulled over it for a few more moments, the silence feeling just a tad awkward, before he started to speak again. 

“i wish you had called me.” he said, a tone of hurt in his voice. “i was worried that something may have happened to you…and even if you’re just sick, i just…” inui paused, fiddling a bit with a piece of his hair as his ears turned a bit pink. “...i wish that you would rely on me more.” he sighed, his head pulling down a bit as he stared at the ground. 

the straightforwardness of his words caught you wholly off guard; you had not been expecting that sort of response from him. 

you felt some guilt flood through you at seeing his sadness, laying your chopsticks across your bowl as his words echoed through your head. you supposed that you probably should have just let him know that you were sick instead of trying to disappear for a week or two, since you probably would have also been worried if he had tried to pull a stunt like that. 

“i’m sorry…i just didn’t want anybody to see me like this. i don’t exactly look the best right now, so-” 

“you look good.” 

“...” you stared at the boy seated next to you, trying to find any sort of lie in his eyes. instead, he just kept looking back at you with the most honesty in his eyes, a slight smile across his lips. “you’re a weirdo…” you murmured, feeling your heart skip a beat when you realized that he seemed to be serious with his words, (was your face feeling hot because of your fever?). 

inui didn’t reply to your half-hearted words, instead taking the bowl from your hands and placing it on your bedside table. 

“you should get some rest.” you stayed sitting up for a moment, your eyes tracing over all his fluid movements. his blue eyes suddenly flicked back to you, the eye contact finally breaking the trance you seemed to be in, making you immediately lay back down and cover the bottom half of your face with your blankets. despite the embarrassment you were suddenly feeling, there was also a giddy feeling you felt as you watched inui adjust your blankets, making sure that you were all covered up. 

“are you going to leave?” 

please say no.

“well, no…your door doesn’t close now, and i’m not going to leave you here to let just anybody walk in.” 

“oh, right. forgot about that…” you giggled a bit at inui’s sheepish expression as he stood up, clearing off your bedside table and standing up. 

“get better soon, (y/n).” there was a small smile on his face as he exited, gently closing your door behind him. when you were sure he was gone, you couldn’t help the euphoric smile that spread across your face, pulling your blankets a bit over your face. 

did that really just happen!?

[icarusignite]

Hey Author, I wanted to ask if you could maybe write a story about ! Sihtric x reader! Could you perhaps write something where the reader is the younger sister of Ragnar, Uhtred and Thyra. In sihtric's age.

Maybe she could have met him in the forest when the two were children and became best friends from that day on. Nobody knew about it because the families are no longer good. Years later, when Kjartan kills the parents of the reader and Uhtred. the reader goes with him and Brida. She is younger than Uhtred and brida maybe Uhtred could teach his little sister to fight and she will be a shieldmaid maybe even the best!!!

When sihtric joins uhtred, the reader is very happy. Sihtric loves the reader, but thinks she would never want anything from him, so he marries his wife from the series

The relationship between the reader and sihtric becomes very bad due to the married

The reader is angry because she doesn't like his wife, she’s jealous and she is very hurt. And she makes him feel her anger!!! Maybe we could have a little fight with his wife, that would be cool.

At some point I don't know how they could confess their feelings for each other.

I love drama in story’s like that. I hope you like it too and it gave you ideas to write it. Maybe you could say if you write it.

Thank you, your reader 🫶❤️

#drama #brokenheart #anger #bestfriends #love

I am so jealous that she is his wife. I just don't like her😑

I have to put my cell phone away, otherwise it will be broken later

I wrote a similar request to another author, but I thought I could also ask another one, hope it doesn't bother you! 🫶

Heyyy finally got this done. It is longer than I expected lol cuz I wanted to give them a shared background story lol. I tried to add all the requested components but his wife just isn't his wife yet so he was planning to marry her but then ofc he changes his mind after the reader rages at him. I love angry confessions lol.

Cheers, hope you enjoy the story 🫶

Word Count: 4.8k | AO3

In the heart of the forest, the sun shone through the canopy of leaves and the birds sang a merry tune. A group of children ran through the underbrush, their laughter echoing through the trees.

"I saw a wolf, Uhtred, I saw it, it had sharp teeth and yellow eyes!" Brida shouted excitedly, brandishing the branch she held in her hand as a pretend sword.

"Brida, Uhtred, don't let them get to me," Thyra shouted from the platform the children had built in the trees. "And protect my little sister!"

"I am a warrior like Father and Young Ragnar. I don't need Uhtred to protect me!" you shouted back at Thyra, who only rolled her eyes at your childish antics. 

"Father and Young Ragnar are much bigger than you, you cannot possibly be like them!" Uhtred laughed.

You crossed your arms and glared at him until he raised his hands placatingly.

"Now then, what shall we do about the wolf?" you grinned. "I say we skin him and gift his pelt to the lady of the hall."

Your hair whipped around your face as you fought your imaginary foes, eyes bright with determination and a fierce sense of bravery. You took careful steps, your feet moving in sync with your makeshift sword, as you circled around the supposed wolves who were coming for your sister. Suddenly you heard the sound of branches snapping and twigs crunching underfoot, signalling the approach of another person to your little corner of the forest. You instinctively raised your branch in front of you, ready to defend yourself and your friends against any potential enemies. 

"Did you see that?" Uhtred's voice wavered and everyone's necks turned in the direction the noise originated from. 

A figure stepped out from behind the trees, making Uhtred and Brida freeze. 

"Uhtred?" Thyra's panicked voice came from her spot in the trees. "What is happening?"

"Stay up there!" he warned, grabbing your hand along with Brida's and pulling back a few steps. 

 "It's Sven, Kjartan's son," Brida breathed.

"Sven?" Thyra's voice shook.

"He won't hurt you," Uhtred reassured.

You pushed Brida and Uhtred forward, "But he'll kill you, so go!" 

"What, we're not leaving you!"

"And I will not leave my sister. Just go, please."

Several other young boys, Sven's friends presumably, tore out of their hiding places, giving chase to Brida and Uhtred as they sprinted away. One of the larger boys made his way toward the tree Thyra was in. You ran after him, hoping to get to him before he reached your sister. You tackled him to the ground but he easily threw you off to the side before going to haul Thyra out of her hiding spot and toward Sven.

"Don't touch her. Don't you dare touch her!" you shouted, and another boy grabbed you by the hair and yanked your head upward.

"Shut your yapping mouth or you'll be next bitch," he murmured into your ear.

Thyra whimpered as Sven cornered her against a tree, sword in hand. 

"Uhtred! Uhtred!" she wailed and it made your heart race. 

You knew Sven was going to do something to her, you could see it in the smirk he sent your way just before he reached forward and ripped the top half of Thyra's dress off her shoulders. A broken sob escaped her mouth and she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to make herself small. The sight set your nerves on fire. With an animalistic screech, you headbutted the boy who was holding on to you. When you slammed your head against his nose, you heard a satisfying crunch and he howled in pain as blood gushed down his face. You gave another holler before you ran and threw your entire weight onto Sven, forcing him away from your sister and managing to knock him onto the ground.  You watched out of the corner of your eye as Thyra fled the scene, screaming for Uhtred and Brida to come to your aid. One of Sven's friends pulled your small frame off him easily, and dragged you deeper into the forest, pinning you against a tree with his arm across your neck, suffocating you. You twisted in his hold and kicked him between the legs, making him drop you so that you could crawl away. Sven was right there though, and he grabbed your jaw, turning your head so that your eyes met his. He was several years older than you and now you were frightened. 

"Hmm, you're not as pretty as your sister, but I suppose you'll do," he snickered.

You closed your teeth around his arm, biting down until you tasted blood. He swore and when he went to pull you off, you drew back to punch him. And then you were raining blows down frantically upon him before he had a chance to get up. His hand scrambled around for his sword and brought it up in a deadly arc across your face. You flinched at the burning sting and he used it to his advantage in order to throw you off him. He stood there frozen for a moment, just watching your crouching form on the floor, your hand pressed tightly to your cheek as you took in deep shuddering breaths and blood seeped from between your fingers. Perhaps he then remembered who your father was because he turned and ran, his cruel friends following close behind. 

"Are you...are you alright?" came a timid voice after a while, and it made you jump. 

"Who-Who's there?"

You blinked through teary eyes to spot a young boy around your age step forward from behind a nearby tree. He looked at you with concern, his eyes taking in your injury.

"Are you okay?" he asked again softly.

You shook your head, fresh tears streaming down your face. You were terrified, hurt, and you couldn't quite remember the way home so you were also lost. 

The little boy took a step closer, his eyes reassuring, "Don't worry, I'll help you."

You cringed away from him, "Who are you."

"I am Sihtric. I won't hurt you."

"Can you help me find my way back home, I don't remember the way," you whimpered.

Sihtric took your hand and started to lead you out of the forest. You clung to his hand tightly as he led you through the forest. You were still scared, but somehow his presence brought you a sense of comfort and safety. As you emerged from the dense cluster of trees, you could see your home in the distance. Your heart leaped with relief, and you began to quicken your pace, Sihtric keeping pace with you, never once letting go of your hand. As you drew closer, you saw both your parents standing at the door looking out anxiously. When your mother caught sight of you, her eyes lit up and she rushed towards you, scooping you up into her arms. You winced, your left hand still pressed up against your face. She let out a gasp and carefully pried your hand away, and showed the angry red line, that ran from your cheekbone to your chin, to your father. Earl Ragnar swore loudly before taking up his sword and leaving the house in a fury to confront Kjartan and his son, already having been told the story of what happened by the other children. 

"Is-is Thyra okay?" you whispered to your mother, making her smile affectionately.

"Oh my darling girl, look at the state of you, and you're still worried for your older sister. Thyra is perfectly fine, she just had a bit of a fright, now let's get you inside and cleaned up hmm?"

Sihtric lingered outside your door, uncertain of what to do. Your mother noticed him standing there and approached him, still clutching you in her arms.

"Thank you for bringing my daughter home," she said, her voice kind. "You're a very brave young boy."

Sihtric just shrugged, looking a little embarrassed, "It was nothing, I'm just glad she's okay."

As he turned to leave, you grabbed his hand. 

"Wait," you said. "Will I see you again?"

"If you like...?" he gazed up at your mother in hesitation. 

Your mother nodded, her lips turning upward, "You are welcome here anytime."

You grinned shyly, the memory of your adventure already fading into the background, "We can explore the forest together then, just like real warriors."

With a wave goodbye, Sihtric turned and disappeared back into the woods, leaving you with a newfound sense of wonder and the excitement that comes with making a new friend. From that day forward, Sihtric became one of your closest companions, spending endless afternoons exploring the forest and getting into all sorts of adventures. You always looked out for each other, and the bond you forged that day in the woods never wavered. Even though his father had been banished by yours, he continued to find ways to meet with you in the forest, a place where he didn't have to be Sihtric Kjartansson, a bastard child of Kjartan the Cruel. He was just Sihtric, your friend, and perhaps more, judging by the lingering glances you both often exchanged.

This continued up until that fateful day when your entire world was burnt to the ground. You had lost everyone, your parents, your grandfather, and your beloved sister. Your older brother Ragnar the Younger had been away and you felt yourself all alone in the world, that is until Uhtred and Brida took you in. Uhtred felt a strong sense of responsibility for you, being one of the last surviving members of the family that had so lovingly raised him. He had been unable to save Thyra from being taken but he swore to himself that he'd never let harm come to you. 

As the years went by, your childhood wish came true. You had indeed become a fierce warrior, and Uhtred made sure that you knew how to protect yourself and others. You fought in the Battle of Edington against Skorpa and made a reputation for yourself, but the young boy with whom you had spent your childhood days remained a fond memory you found yourself often reminiscing. 

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It was in King Guthred's camp in Cumberland where Sihtric finally found you again. He had been sent there to infiltrate the camp and abduct Uhred but when his band of spies attacked, you were the first one there to save your brother, along with Hild, Halig, and Clapa. He had recognized you immediately, the fierce young woman with sharp piercing eyes reminded him of the little girl in the forest whom his half-brother had maimed. However, when you first saw him, you had only looked at him with disdain. He was just another miscreant to you, sent to harm your brother, and you could not imagine him as your childhood companion. He felt his heart sink at that, at the malice in your eyes, at the fact that you did not seem to remember him at all. 

Once he had sworn his allegiance to Uhtred, he made his way to the great hall, where you sat conversing with Gisela. He wanted to talk to you, to hear you speak. Gisela caught sight of his yearning gaze on you and gave him a knowing look. She excused herself and left you sitting there all alone, giving Sihtric an opportunity to take her spot. He settled himself beside you, taking a moment to map out the planes of your face. He had waited years for this moment, to see you again, but now that it was happening, he was unsure how to proceed.

You looked at him and raised an unimpressed eyebrow, "I hear that you will fight for Uhtred now?"

Sihtric nodded.

"You better not betray him, or I'll stick a knife in your throat while you sleep."

A laugh burst out of him and he looked at you with soft eyes, "You are exactly as I remembered."

"Am I now?"

"Do you not remember me?"

You sighed, "Of course, I remember you. How could I ever forget?"

"Well the way you were looking at me like you wanted to take my head off, certainly didn't feel like you remembered me."

"You know you did try to hurt my brother."

"Right...I'm sorry for that by the way. You have my word, I will never betray him."

You twirled your dagger between deft fingers, "I'll hold you to that."

Sihtric laughed again, "Gods, I've missed you."

Your heart skipped a beat. You had always felt something for him but never dared to act on it.

"You did?" you asked, surprised.

He nodded, "I thought about you all the time, wondering where you were and what you were doing. If you were well. And then I heard the stories, of your brother's victories, and they always spoke of his brave sister who fought beside him."

You felt your heart swell with happiness. For the rest of the day, you and Sihtric continued to converse, your exchanges growing more relaxed as you fell back into the familiar comfort of knowing each other. You both shared stories of what you had been doing since you last saw each other.

Sihtric hesitated for a moment, then gathered up his courage to ask you the question that had been weighing on his mind ever since you had been separated, "Are you perhaps with someone now?"

"Why, are you asking because you're interested?" you gave him a playful smirk.

Sihtric's cheeks flushed red as he stumbled over his words, "I... well... I mean... that is to say..."

"Relax, I'm just messing with you. And gods no, me with someone? What an absurd idea. Although... I might be open to offers."

You winked at him.

His eyes widened in surprise and he cleared his throat nervously, "I, uh, I wasn't... I didn't mean..."

"My brother does enough of that for the both of us. Someone's gotta stay sensible and keep him out of trouble, especially since Brida isn't here to do it anymore."

You chuckled at his discomfort and reached out to touch his arm. 

Relief washed over him, and he smiled shyly, "That's good to hear."

You shoved his shoulder, "Good to hear? I am glad my lack of companions brings you such joy Sihtric."

"That is not what I meant and you know it."

"Oh really, so what did you mean then?"

You bat your eyelashes playfully and he rolls his eyes. 

"You haven't changed one bit."

"Perfection doesn't need to change Sihtric."

"Oh very funny."

What he didn't say out loud was that you were indeed perfect. To him at least. He had spent the past few years of his life missing you and he couldn't bear the thought of losing you again. He kept his admiration to himself as he listened to you speak, feeling a deep yearning in his chest. He wanted nothing more than to tell you how he felt, to take you in his arms and never let go. But he was afraid. Afraid of ruining the friendship he had just rekindled. Afraid of the disappointment he would feel if you rejected him. He wondered if you knew how he felt. Did you have any idea of the effect you had on him? He doubted it. After all, you had been children when you had last seen each other. Maybe you had moved on and found someone else. Maybe you didn't even remember him the way he remembered you.

As the next three years went by, you fell into an easy routine with Sihtric. He was part of Uhtred's inner circle and you were his beloved sister so the two of you were seldom separated. Your teasing banter and friendly competition entertained everyone in the group and soon they were all making bets regarding which one of you would be bold enough to confess to the other. The feelings you two had for one another were obvious to everyone, everyone except you and Sihtric it seemed. Even your brother often sent teasing smiles your way when he paired you with Sihtric for tasks. Perhaps this was why the entire group was flabbergasted when Sihtric asked for Uhtred's blessing to marry. 

Uhtred had mentally prepared himself for Sihtric to eventually ask for your hand. He would ask you for your opinion of course and if you were agreeable, he would have been more than happy to bless the union. 

"Who is it that you wish to marry Sihtric?" he raised an eyebrow.

Finan sniggered behind him, sure that his companion would utter your name. You were all on the road back to Winchester and it had been a dull journey so far so he was curious at this new turn of events. You had to admit, you found your heart racing at his request as well. You held your breath, not daring to hope. 

"Sidgeflaed, Lord," Sihtric replied.

"Sidgeflaed? The whore in Winchester you've been spending a lot of time with lately."

"She says she loves me, Lord."

Finan snorts and Sihtric squared his shoulders defensively.

"I swear, she says she loves me!"

"She would. Sihtric she's a whore," Finan chuckled. "What she loves is your silver."

The entire group burst out into laughter.

Sihtric kept his attention on your brother, "I wish to marry her. She says she loves me and I love her."

Uhtred noticed your rigid form out of the corner of your eye. Your knuckles were white from how hard you were gripping your horse's reigns and your jaw was clenched tightly. He could tell that something was bothering you and he had a feeling he knew exactly what it was.

"I will speak to Gisela when we arrive at Winchester and then perhaps I will let you marry your girl. But in the meantime, you are to give her no more of your silver."

You felt a pang of jealousy and sadness at his words. He had chosen someone else. You thought that perhaps now since you had been reunited, he might've chosen you. You kept your emotions in check long enough to flash Sihtric a strained congratulatory smile, but inside you struggled to hold back tears. And then your sadness turned to anger, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of betrayal. How could he marry someone else when you had loved him all along? You wanted to scream at him and ask him why, you wanted to beg him not to marry this other girl, you wanted to run away and never see him again, you wanted to see him every day of your life. Instead, you kept a placid smile on your face and once you all reached your destination, you were the first one to bolt home, leaving your brother to deal with your horse. 

Gisela looked up in surprise when you burst through the door and rushed to your room, the door slamming behind you. Once you were in the private confines of your chambers, you let the tears flow freely. A few moments later, there was a soft knock on the door. You quickly wiped your tears and tried to compose yourself as your brother's wife, entered the room. She had been there for you ever since she married Uhtred, almost like a second mother. 

"Oh, my darling, what's wrong?" she asked gently, placing her arm around your shoulder.

You sniffed morosely, "Nothing, I'm fine."

"Well, you don't look fine."

"It's really nothing. I am just being immature, it's no big deal."

Gisela's lips turned upward as she ran her fingers through your hair, "I have two kids under the age of seven. I think I can handle immature."

You just shook your head and leaned against her, allowing her to pull you into a tight embrace, her comforting scent calming you down. Just then, someone cleared their throat loudly and Gisela looked up to see her husband smiling down at her.

"Am I interrupting something?" Uhtred asked.

She shook her head, "No, your sister is just upset, but she refuses to tell me why. Perhaps you can shed some light on this matter?"

"No, you can't tell her. She's going to think I'm being childish," you whined from the crook of her neck.

Uhtred sighed in fond exasperation, "Sitric has asked for my permission to marry."

Gisela's brow wrinkled in confusion. Shouldn't you have been happy if that was the case? She had watched you become close to him over time and she knew how fond you were of him. 

"To marry someone else," Uhtred clarified.

Her eyes widened in understanding as she rubbed soothing circles on your back, "It's okay love. It's okay to be upset. You are a strong and resilient woman and you can get through this." 

"Shall I refuse him?" your brother asked, making you shake your head frantically.

"No, I am just being selfish. I want him to be happy, and if... if that other girl is the one he loves, then I will try and be happy for them. I don't want to get in his way."

"If you say so."

After Uhtred left you alone with his wife, you wrapped your arms around her once more.

"Thank you, Gisela. You're always so kind to me."

Gisela smiled at you warmly, "Of course, my dear. That's what family is for."

Over the next few days, you made it your priority to avoid Sihtric at all costs, going out of your way so that your paths didn't cross, and when meeting him was inevitable, you made sure that you interacted with him as little as possible. Your tone when addressing him was cold and clipped, only saying what was necessary. It was obvious to everyone that you were trying to distance yourself from him and eventually even Sihtric picked up on your strange behaviour.

He had been trying to find a chance to talk to you alone ever since his first announcement regarding his matrimonial plans. He sensed the strained tension that lingered in the air whenever you were around him, and it filled him with a sense of despair. He was doing this all for you and now you wouldn't even look at him. He thought that by marrying someone else, he would be able to take his mind off you. He didn't want to push you into something you did not want and ruin your friendship by confessing his feelings but now it seemed that he had only made things worse. He had to make things right again somehow. As luck would have it, he spotted you walking down the street alone one day. He called out your name, hurrying to catch up to you. 

When you turned around and saw him coming towards you, you tried to quicken your pace, hoping to avoid him, but he was much too fast. He grabbed your arm and pulled you into a nearby alleyway, away from prying eyes. You aggressively yanked your arm away from him and glared. 

"What are you doing, Sihtric?" 

"I had to talk to you," he responded, his voice low and urgent. "You've been avoiding me, and I need to know why."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," your voice was flat as you fixed your eyes on something over his shoulder, avoiding eye contact. 

"Damnit would you at least look at me when I'm speaking to you."

"No."

"Why are you acting like this? Would you please talk to me."

"Just leave me alone Sihtric. Go spend time with that whore you've been humping. You should get to know your future wife some more," you spat out.

Sihtric flinched at the venom in your words. Your entire body was tensed and you blinked rapidly a few times as if to hold back tears.

"I can't leave you alone," he said, his voice rising. "You're my friend. I care about you. I need to know what's going on."

"I am not your friend, don't you dare call me your friend. You do not care about me at all!"

"How can you say that? What have I done? Would you at least tell me?"

Your face hardened, "If I was really your friend, you would have told me about Sidgeflaed. You never even mentioned her."

"Is that what this is about then? You're upset that I told your brother before I told you? If that's the case then I'm sorry you had to find out like that," he approached slowly, arms reaching toward you.

You shoved him away, "You don't get it, do you? You still don't get it."

"Then explain it to me... please."

"You're marrying her! How could you marry her? If you really cared about me, you wouldn't be breaking my heart like this!" you screamed at him then, and tears streamed down your face. 

"What?"

"How could you marry someone else Sihtric? How could you do that to me when you know how I feel about you? Do you expect me to attend your wedding with a smile on my face? Congratulate you for every child you have with her?"

"What do you mean I know how you feel about me?"

You turned to walk away, and Sihtric couldn't hold back any longer. He grabbed your arm again and spun you around to face him, pushing you against the wall, his face inches from yours. 

His voice rose in anger, "You know what, no! You don't get to say something like that and walk away from me. What did you mean when you said I know how you feel?"

"You know very well what I meant. Do not humiliate me any further," you gave him a weak laugh.

Realization dawned on his face as his eyes widened.

"You have feelings for me?"

You shrugged nonchalantly, "What does it matter? It's not like you feel anything for me."

Sihtric scoffed derisively, "That is the furthest thing from the truth."

"Huh?"

"Don't act like you don't see it. Like you never saw the way I've always looked at you."

Your eyes narrowed in anger, "How dare you? You never once told me how you felt. How dare you blame this on me?"

"I'm not blaming-" he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I'm sorry okay. I'm sorry I hurt you."

"That doesn't change anything. You're still marrying her."

Your voice broke at the last word and Sihtric's heart clenched at the sight of your melancholy expression.

"I'll try to be happy for you. I swear it. You-you should be able to be with the person you love most and I will make my peace with the fact that it will never be-."

"I don't want to marry her!"

"But-"

"I thought that by marrying someone else, I could forget about you. I was wrong. I can't forget about you."

"Oh don't pretend to care now."

Sihtric tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and ran his fingers down your jaw. 

"I care about you more than anything," he whispered, stepping infinitesimally closer. "I love you."

"You do?"

"Weren't you listening silly girl? It's you I love, it's you I wish to choose."

"I don't appreciate being called silly," you sulked. "And you're really not going to marry her then?"

"No. No, I can't keep lying to myself."

"You really hurt me you know."

"I know, and I'm sorry," Sihtric begged, his voice pleading. "But please, just give me a chance to make it up to you. I love you. I always have, ever since we were children, and even when I couldn't see you, I never stopped thinking about you. I just didn't want to ruin what we had by telling you."

Your heart skipped a beat at his words. You had always secretly hoped that he felt the same way, but had convinced yourself that he didn't. Now, standing in front of him, you could feel the tug of your shared history and the depth of his emotions.

"Please, just one chance. Let me show you how much I care about you. I promise to never take you for granted again," Sihtric continued sincerely.

"Okay," you murmured, your voice softening. "Okay, I'll give you a chance but if you hurt-"

"Never. I will never hurt you again."

Sihtric brushed the remaining tears from your eyes tenderly and smiled, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He couldn't resist the pull he felt, because then he was leaning in and pressing his lips gently against yours, unsure if you would reciprocate.

You were caught off guard by the suddenness of the kiss, but as his lips moved against yours, you felt your heart stutter in your chest. You closed your eyes and kissed him back, allowing yourself to be swept away by the rush of affection you felt for him. 

You both stood there for a few long moments, lost in each other, oblivious to the world around you. When he pulled away, Sihtric grinned.

"I suppose I'll have to ask your brother's blessing again," he looked into your eyes hesitantly. "That is if you would do me the honour of allowing me to be yours?"

"Yes. Yes of course."

"Thank you."

He pressed a delicate kiss to your scar and then you were pulling him back towards you by his collar, mouths pressed in a passionate embrace as you both gave in to the undeniable attraction that had been simmering beneath the surface for years.

"I love you, I love you, I love you," he mumbled against your skin like a prayer. 

[italiansteebie]

Anger issues Steve? It’s never towards the kids or in front of the kids but any negative emotion is usually only translated to anger because it’s the only way he knows how to cope with what he’s feeling?

Maybe newly established steddie? Like eddie gets to see Steve’s anger up close, like maybe he hits the wall or break something? Something that’s not rlly considered healthy way to deal with anger and eddie freaks out bcuz woah red flag??? But they make up cuz I’m a sucker for it

Feel free to ignore this if it’s too much!! Love ur work, definitely my favorite to read ❤️

omg thank u so much, im absolutely loving this prompt and the influx of asks im getting its great!

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anger is not steve's friend.

it makes him violent in a way that reminds him of his father and he is anything but that.

but there are things that make him tick, and he just...

explodes.

he knows it's not healthy, and he knows he needs to work on it, and he is! but these things take time and unfortunately for him, that's taking longer than it is for eddie to experience steve when hes angry.

realistically, eddie knows that steve has some... violent tendencies when it comes to anger. hell, he chewed on a bat from hell and ripped it in half, and that was from fear.

there was an inkling in eddie's mind that these violent tendencies weren't just reserved for times of life or death.

so when steve got off of what sounded like a particularly bad phone call with his father, eddie was only partially expecting the action that came next.

"fuck!"

and the next thing they knew, the phone and it's receiver was in pieces on the tile floor of the kitchen. "oh... steve..." steve's head whipped around to face eddie's from where he was in the doorway.

steve looked at him for a moment longer before picking up the majority of the receiver and chucking at the wall, both of them watching in curious fascination as the plastic and wires shattered like glass.

"steve?"

"what?!"

"woah, dude." eddie said, hands up in a non threatening way. he tried his best to hide the fear, he knows steve would never hurt him, but seeing this reaction in real time did throw him for a loop for a second.

and steve caught the hesitant apprehension on his boyfriends face. "oh, no. oh. eddie. im- im so sorry," his voice became thick with tears. he told himself he wouldn't let his anger get the best of him, but here he was with a broken house phone and his boyfriend looking at him in a way he hoped would never be directed to him.

"steve, it's okay..." eddie said placatingly, taking a few steps towards him. "no. it's not. im not him, i- i swear." steve said, backing away as eddie came closer, "eds. i don't ever want to hurt you." the tears were streaming with no signs of stopping now, and eddie sighed.

"i know, steve. it was just a little... different to see you like that."

"i tried! i try to hold it in and the he calls and fucks it all up! im working on it! i am, i swear. please eddie. i- i would never hurt you."

eddie could see the panic attack from a mile away. "steve, sweetheart. take a deep breath for me, please."

steve was breathing heavy and quick. "no. no. no." he was muttering under his breath, "i'm so sorry," he whispered, looking up at eddie with tears in his eyes.

and eddie's heart broke.

"stevie... baby. it's okay. it's okay, we'll work on it together, okay?"

"but im- im scary," it came out hoarse and terrified.

"stevie, you're more scared than scary. i promise. we can work on it together. we'll figure out a better way, so you don't feel like you have to hold everything in. that's not good for you baby."

steve let out a shuddering sigh, breathing finally slowing down, "okay. im still sorry though." he breathed.

"and i forgive you."

and so yeah, maybe steve has some issues with anger... but they're going to work it out.

together.

[inuiiwonderland]

You'll always be the one♡

Ran x fem reader

Angst to fluff

A/n: Here is a ran oneshot that I've been working on for the past few weeks!♡ also ran is a lovesick fool in this cuz I said so🙄

-

This was definitely something you weren't expecting when you came back home after a date with ran.

Hell you didn't even know your mom was waiting for you to come back after you snuck out.

"So now you're sneaking out of the house? Not only sneaking out but with that delinquent boyfriend of yours?!" You stood in shock as you tried to find an excuse for yourself - but you knew that it was too late for that.

"Mom listen-"

"No, you listen here young lady! I am not just going to sit here and have you sneak out of my house in the middle of the night and come back 4 hours later after doing who knows what with that boy!"

"I know! And I'm really sorry for sneaking out but ran is a good guy-"

"Good guy? That boy is a delinquent! A criminal! Him and his brother have gone to jail for killing a man y/n!" All you could do was stand there as your mother scolded you. 

"I want you to break up with that boy" your head shot up as you stared at her with wide eyes.

"What?"

"You heard me, break up with him" 

"No-"

"Y/n, it's for your own good. A boy like him is not for you" She says as she walks up to you and caressed your face.

"Now leave that boy"

-

Now this is where it got you now. You look up at ran as a puff of smoke leaves his lips. Sensing that he was being stared at, he looks at you and smiles as he pulls you close to his chest.

"Whacha thinking about pretty?" He asks as he inhales another puff of smoke.

"M'nothing" You say as you lean more into his touch.

You are sure going to miss this

"I got something for you" You look up and see him opening the drawer that was next to his bed and grabbing something. You looked at him curiously as you saw a blue box in his hands.

"Close your eyes for me pretty" You felt your heart race at the nickname.

You will definitely miss this

You sat up and did what he told you. A few seconds later you felt him move your hair to the side and something cold came in contact with your neck.

Seconds later you felt his hands now both resting on your shoulders as he gave you a kiss on the cheek.

"Open" The moment you opened your eyes you were met with your reflection. Ran held up a mirror to your face and that is when your eyes caught a beautiful necklace adoring your neck.

"Oh my" 

"Do you like it?" You could tell he was a bit nervous for your reaction.

"Do I like it? I love it! Oh my God ran this is beautiful" you say as you look at the mirror again. He smiled and you quickly pulled him into a hug.

"Thank you" 

"No need to thank me pretty" He gently grabbed your face before pulling you into a soft passionate kiss.

You completely forgot the whole reason why you were here as the kiss slowly gets heated.

"I love you y/n" He says as he looks at you.

"I love you too ran"

-

4:am

You couldn't sleep at all. You spent hours tossing and turning trying to get comfortable but nothing.

You felt awful. It's been a week after that talk with your mom and that sweet moment with ran but you still haven't broken up with him yet. 

You don't know what to do

You sigh as you feel tears starting to build up. 

I have no choice but to do it now

You grabbed your phone from the counter and flipped it open. You found ran contact name and took a deep breath before calling him.

…

…

…

"Ran"

"Yes love?" You could hear it from his voice that he was asleep and you felt bad.

"I-I…can we talk?" There was a short pause on the line and you could feel your hands starting to sweat.

"Sure I'll pick you up in a few"

"Okay…"

-

The air was chilly. You tighten your hold on rans waist as you see the beautiful lights of roppongi. 

Minutes later you both arrived at your destination. You got off and looked around and smiled when you noticed that it was the place where you both met for the first time.

"So what did you want to talk about?" He asks as he hugs you from behind. You both walk on the bridge as you admire the city lights.

You closed your eyes and let out a sigh

It Was now time

"Ran"

"Mm"

You felt your heart speed up and tears were already threatening to fall at any second. You turned around to face him and he could feel his heart drop when he noticed that you were about to cry.

"What-"

"I'm sorry" 

"Sorry? About what-"

"I-I can't do this anymore…I'm sorry ran but- we have to break up" At that moment ran haitani felt like his world had completely stopped and crumbled.

"What"

"I want to break up"

"Why now? Did something happen?"

You looked away from him, not wanting to see the pain in those pretty lilac eyes.

"I'm scared"

"Scared? Of what baby"

"Scared because…you are a gang member ran. I'm scared that I will be put in danger because-because I'm with you" 

You didn't mean it. You knew what you were getting into when you accepted rans confession 3 years ago. And you knew even if you were in danger, ran was always there to protect you.

"Have you always felt this way?" You looked up to meet his eyes and felt your heart arche.

"Yes" no you never felt this way

It Was quiet for a second. You both stared into each other's eyes and you felt like it was only you and him when you look into those pretty eyes of his.

"Fine" you quickly snapped into reality and watched as he tried to avoid eye contact with you.

"I'll take you home"

-

The ride to your house was quiet. You could feel ran occasionally squeezing your hand from time to time while on the way.

You knew this was hurting him more than he shows

You finally got home and hopped off as you thanked him for bringing you home.

It was awkward since usually after a ride you would kiss him and bid him goodbye. But now all you could do is slowly turn around and walk to the door.

You stopped dead on your tracks when you remembered that you still have the necklace he gave you the week before.

"Ran" He looks up at you as you walk back to him. 

"I think you would want this back" as you were about to take it off, ran stops you.

"No, keep it. I want you to keep it" You just nodded before thanking him again and walking back to the door.

You looked behind you one last time before walking inside your home.

-

After that break up with ran, you never really went out with anyone.

You started to focus more on your studies and made zero effort to go out or get with someone. Much to your mother's disappointment.

You finished school, graduated and made it to university. Then you graduated after that and got your dream job. 

In all those years, you never showed any interest in anybody. When guys would come up to you and ask you out or ask for your number, you would always politely decline and go on about your day.

There never was a day when you wouldn't think about ran. 

He was everything to you. The guy you loved with your whole heart. The guy you wanted to be with forever.

And you always wonder how he was doing after all these years.

-

"Y/n" You jumped in your seat when you heard your name being called. You look up to only see your co-worker, Sora, standing by the doorway.

"Oh, yes Sora?" 

"Just wanted to let you know that I'm going home for the night" She said as she wrapped her coat around her.

"Would you be okay here alone? Oh and your ride! If you want, I can wait for you-" You gave her a small smile and declined.

"No Sora, it's fine. I'll take the bus as usual"

"Oh y/n are you sure? You know I wouldn't mind staying here for an extra hour until your done with your work" 

"I'll be fine, but thank you for the offer" She asked you one last time before she left to go home.

You continued working for the next hour before you finally finished with everything. You got up and stretched before looking at the time.

12:00

"The last bus won't be there until 12:27" You whisper. You quietly packed up and made your way out the building. 

The moment you stepped out of the building, you were met with the cold breeze. It was the beginning of winter and you cursed yourself for not accepting Sora's invitation of her giving you a ride home.

You hugged your coat tighter around you as you walked to your stop. 

Finally arriving at the stop, you looked at your phone to check the time and smiled when you saw that the bus would be there in a few minutes.

You sigh in relief once the bus stops in front of you and you quickly hop in, but not before greeting the sweet old man like you always do every night.

You made your way to your usual seat and looked out the window as the bus started to move. As you were leaning against the window, you didn't notice the eyes of someone staring at you the whole ride home.

-

After getting dropped off and waving at the sweet old man goodbye, you started to walk to your apartment.

It wasn't a long way to get there since the nearest bus stop was only 5 minutes away

As you got closer and closer to your apartment, you noticed that the not so quiet footsteps were still following you. You picked up the pace but made sure it wasn't noticeable to the stranger behind you. 

You took a big deep breath and secretly took out your taser that you had in your purse for these types of situations.

Before the stranger could take another step, you quickly turned around and tased them as the stranger let out a high pitched scream.

You stare with wide eyes as you see it was a man. A man with short purple hair and a purple suit.

"S-shit did that hurt!" At the sound of the stranger's voice- you felt like you knew who it was.

"Ran?..." The male eyes shot wide as he looks up at you. You couldn't believe it. Even though he cut his hair and dyed it, those beautiful lilac eyes made it clear that it was him.

"Oh ran!" You say as you tackle him once again on his back. 

He quickly wraps his arm around you as you sigh in relief.

But the cute moment was cut short when he felt a hand slap his back. Hard.

"Ow!" 

"The hell were you thinking just creepily walking behind a girl like that!" He winces at the scolding as you hit him once again.

"Shit I'm sorry! Forgot how hard you hit" He whispers the last part but we're close enough to hear it. You quickly got up and helped him get off the floor as you quietly put back your taser in your purse. 

"And that taser- God did that shit hurt" You smirk when you remembered the girlish scream he let out not so long ago.

"And that scream-"

"We are not going to talk about that" you couldn't help but giggle as ran watched you with adoring eyes.

Once you calmed down, you looked at ran curiously.

"Why were you following me anyways??" At this sudden question, ran cheeks heated up as he looked away from you.

"I uh well- I was just trying to make sure you got home safe" You looked at him dumbfounded as he tried to avoid making eye contact with you. You then smiled at him and pinched his cheek which caused his cheeks to go red.

"You're so cute you know that?" He scoffed and rolled his eyes but you still smiled at him.

"How did you know what bus I take though?" He froze as the memories from the week before re played in his head.

"SANZUU" At the sound of his name being yelled out in the hall, sanzu quickly ran and hid as the person was getting near and near the room he was in.

"The fuck did I do this time?" He whispered to himself as he hid under a desk.

At the sound of the door to the room opening, sanzu held in his breath as an angry looking ran walked around.

"Where the fuck are you pink bitch" sanzu brows furrowed at the name. 

As ran was getting near his hiding spot, sanzu tried to walk to the opposite side where ran was standing. But the moment he tried to take a step- he sneezed.

"Shit…" Ran quickly ran behind the desk and grabbed sanzu by the collar.

"The fuck- let me go!"

"Not until you explain to me about that girl you tried to hit on the other day"

"What? What girl" This only made him angrier as he gripped onto the shirt.

"The girl at that one bus stopped that you and rindou met the other day" 

"Ohhh that girl! Yeah she was pretty cute but she didn't want me, I could've treated her so right-" and before he could finish his sentence, he was knocked out.

"It doesn't matter" 

"Oh, okay" As you both stood there in silence, the shiny thing around your neck caught his attention. His eyes widened as he recognized that it was the necklace he gave you when you two used to be together.

Following his eyes, you saw that it was the necklace he was looking at. 

"You still have it" You felt a wave of embarrassment go through your body as you shyly nodded.

"Mhm" was all you said as now it was your turn to avoid ran eyes. He smiles and he gently grabs your face to make you look at him.

"You still look as beautiful as you were back then" you could feel your heart pound against your chest as you look deep into his eyes. 

The sudden memory of you breaking up with him that night plays in your head and you quickly look away.

"Ran…about back then.." He waits patiently for you to go on and you take a deep breath before continuing.

"I didn't break up with you because I was scared…." His brows furrowed and you continued to explain.

"I broke up with you because of my mother. She didn't like the idea of us being together"

"So the whole break up wasn't your idea?" 

"No.." You thought he would be mad but the next thing he does catches you by surprise. 

He pulls you into a tight hug and you quickly hug him back. 

"I'm sorry-"

"Don't be. It's all in the past now" You two stayed there for what feels like forever. Neither of you letting each other go.

"So.." 

"Mm"

"Since we're now adults….do you want to try again?" 

"I would love too" 

He smiled before pulling you into a deep loving kiss.

This time you two can finally be together without anybody getting in the way.

-

A/n: I kinda rushed at the end but I hope it still good

[t-305tv]

Robbie Shapiro is a disgusting person

Robbie is such a disgusting human being especially to Cat and Tori.

God knows what he did to Cat when they played pirates, that makes Cat freak out everytime he mentions it. Has cardboards cutouts of Cat for whatever reason and refused to say why or where he got them from and it was without Cat knowing that which freaked out Cat when she saw them.

He admitted to spy on Tori and literally has a video on the slap where he filmed her in her house. And he did spy on her after she told him he can't watch her date with Ryder.

The video:

https://youtu.be/mWjh2vDrXsk?si=2R6xm9lhQeTi7SE8

When Sikowitz told them to do an acting exercise Robbie didn't stop giving Tori CPR after she said she doesn't like it and was literally uncomfortable. Then he sneezed in her mouth then went it's fun.

The video:

https://youtu.be/6L73OckqgTA?si=P4fpsTeq3fRsVyXB

In another one he crashed to her house without being invited and keeps pressuring her to continue with his video after she said that the voice he was doing was freaking her out. He literally had to pay her to let him stay.

The video:

Crashed Tori's parents anniversary cuz he didn't want to go to his house and invited the others over like it was his own house.

Kept saying he is Tori's boyfriend just because they got pair to pretend they are dating for a game show. Gave her car batteries so her phone would be charged and didn't tell her that they might electrocute her. Then was like the worst thing that could happen is that the batteries could give you a minor shock.

Made her help him massage his grandmother's feet then promised to pay for her lunch then he left his wallet in his locker making them stuck at Nozu. And when he broke the dishes he had the audacity to make Tori stay there with him to pay for the broken dishes.

Literally Andre and Beck had to hold him down to stop him from using phone so he can see a fake picture of Tori's butt and was so mad that they didn't let him see it. (I know they didn't let him because of the bet but I'm sure if it wasn't for a bet they still wouldn't let him see the picture)

When he got paired with Trina and she had to kiss him as part of the auction he kept on harassing her thinking she loves him despite her keep telling him she isn't interested in him in any kind of way.

Put Trina in the hospital because she hit Rex, who is a lifeless piece of wood, then tried to blame Cat for it.

The whole Robbaratzi show what a nasty person he is, that would exploit his friends and make lies about them on the Internet to get fame. Then acted like he done nothing wrong and they were making a huge deal about it.

Got everyone else in prison when they were trying to get Tori out because he decided to look at the octopus and killed it. (I would had left him there not take him back)

Went to give random kids ice cream and got upset that the kids' mothers beat him up, like what did he expect as a random stranger coming to the park and offering ice cream to kids. Of course he would get beaten.

Order caviar and let Tori get the blame, the tried to blame his puppet.

Drunk the rest of the water when their where stuck in Beck's RV.

Forced Cat to come with him to his grandmother after she told him she doesn't want to be there, and let his grandmother be rude to Cat without defending her.

He deserves every punch, every hit and every insult he got. No wonder his parents don't want him. His mother literally moved out on him and he said that his dad is embarrassed of him.

And yet people have the audacity to hate on Tori when Robbie literally exists.

Robbie is disgusting

[phantomlemon348]

Ok, I've only just watched Broadchurch and haven't even finished it yet but I said this from the first episode.

Ellie and Alec's relationship. It is very divided, a lot of people ship them, then again a lot of people don't.

But this is my theory: Since the first episode, when they started working together, you could see they don't stand eachother but at the same time get along great, but never would either think to admit it. A sassy duo, inseparable but can't stand eachother. Always fighting and throwing around pointed spiky comments. But you see how much they actually care for eachother.

Especially in the last episode of season 1, when he directed the phone signals to his mobile. Ellie just thought he was being a dick, like he always is, and I missed it at first too... But he directed the signals to his phone because he already had a suspicion who it was, he was quite certain and he wanted to be the one to tell her.

In season 2 as well, he tries to warm up for her.

When he offers her a hug, Alec is not a huggy person, we all know that, he will go out of his comfort zone for her.

But Ellie said no and it made him more cautious I find. In several scenes you can see the look he gives her. You can see it makes him unhappy to see her sad, but all he does is ask if she's ok and nothing more because she rejected him last time and doesn't want to make it awkward again.

Ok but I just want to say, I don't ship them too hard, romantically. They are best friends, Ellie's a person he trusts completely, someone who shows some fondness and affection for him. And she's grateful for him being there, especially during the trial in season 2, when Beth, who she would have usually talked to, turned on her, she had someone to talk to -(who wouldn't always listen and be a bit of an arsehole but generally, he was halfway understanding).

And aaaaaaarrrrrggh, the last episode of season 2. I think we can all agree here the "I'm not hugging you" hit hard. You could see he wanted a little bit more, maybe...? We all know our man Hardy is awkwardly affectionate, it's not exactly his strong point now, is it? But y'know, if he's leaving Broadchurch, maybe never to return (we know that he does, or at least they meet again. There wouldn't be a season 3 otherwise but we're thinking in-character here) he might want something more because she does mean more to him. She helped him find himself again, showed him some affection or fondness when he needed it most and nobody else would. She helped him back onto the path when he was alone aimlessly wandering through the foggy woods.

And when Ellie said: "Don't be kind to me, that's not how it works." That was cute how she didn't want to leave yet, wanted to wait for the taxi. Yes, that is what friends do. But my theory (could be just a hope cuz I ship them a bit and they need to be fucking fluffy or I will not survive) at the moment is: Ellie is used to him being an arse and she won't admit it, at least not to him but she will miss him. And I think she doesn't want him to be nice because she's trying not to show how much it means to her. Cuz that's I dunno, how them two are. Slightly confused, huh? Oh ye, can say that again. But he has been nice to her in subtle ways that she hasn't noticed and vice versa.

I'm sorry to all the non-shippers but I do think there have maybe been a few sparks between them. You can't deny it.

Alec is touchstarved. He loved Tess you could see that. They still care for eachother and he wanted to go back and tried to fix it. Stitch it up because he wanted someone to love and someone to love him. He fell for Tess and was happy falling. Would've loved to fall forever. But Sandbrook brought by some turbulence on the way. And it was like Tess smashed the ground into him. It came too soon. He wasn't looking. He wasn't expecting it. And it left a bloody mess on the floor and a broken man recovering from it.

But this accident leaves him scarred and he's scared of falling again. He is literally dying of a broken heart.

But I see him wandering towards the edge for Ellie. He's close, I think. But not wanting to, not letting himself make the same mistake again.

I see them as being fluffily awkward and sassy to eachother. But maybe - just maybe - in one scene where Alec says: Oh, Miller, I could kiss you. Yes. I admit, I was hoping for something.

They would kiss like once or twice but find it fucking awkward and never do it again.

As in besties but a slight bit more? But not too romantic?

I don't know if that makes sense but that's how I would describe their relationship.

My sister and I have come up with a simple way to put it: platonic romantic.

[quotidian-oblivion]

20 questions for writers

(I'M GONNA CRY, I'M GONNA SCREAM, I'M GONNA LAY ON THE FLOOR AND STAB MYSELF WITH A STRAW, I GOT TAGGED BY THE AUTHOR OF THE FICS OF ALL TIME, I'M GONNA CRY-)

I got tagged by @wesslan for this writer tag game!! (I'M GONNA SCREME, LET ME JUST SAY HOW MUCH I LOVE YOUR CARDS ON THE TABLE FIC AND THE GOTHAM WATER TAP ONE AND-)

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

62! I'm still in awe of the number. But then I look at the wips and unposted fics in my folders and then die

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

Hmmm, I have-

oh.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Batfam! On the majority. I've written quite a few BBC Merlin ones as well, and there's a Gravity Falls one roaming around somewhere. I'm hoping to write for the Ninjago fandom too and I already have a Danny Phantom wip too

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

My School’s Local Mafia Boss (expected, i'm still so proud of this one) Sometimes You Have To Find Your Own Genes (also expected, because of the multiple chapters thing, it appears more and more and its also one of my very first ones on here!) Phone Alarms (I love how it makes everyone laugh ^^) The Client (I was not expecting this one lol, dunno why, but it's a cute thing) Greet Me With Open Arms (makes sense because it's a composition of everyone's prompts in one fic!)

5. Do you respond to comments?

Yeah!! I used to reply to every single one, but as time went on, I got more burnt out and more and more busy cuz school became more and more harder. So I'm taking A While to get to comments cuz I don't have the energy and time, and though I read and love and snuggle the short comments too, I don't answer them nowadays unless I have the energy to at the time

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

*CACKLES*

Let Me Die, Let Me Drown, Lay My Bones In The Ground

*CACKLES HARD* >:D

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I write so many sweet endings, I'm not entirely sure. In my opinion, true happy endings in stories are the result of what has gone down in the plot. So based on the plot and the results it has given in the end, I'd say it's either Loving In And Against A Storm or Let Them Be Family. Because the characters really deserved the ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

'Course

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Depends on the crossover. My very very first fic (not on ao3, on wattpad ugh) was a crossover between DC and Marvel lol. I haven't written any crossovers right now, but I have a Danny PhantomxDC one where Danny meets Tim while he's searching for Bruce.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yeah, actually. It was my wattpad one. Idrc about that, but I haven't found any of my ao3 ones stolen (thank God), and if I do, I'm going to be tearing someone apart with my teeth.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, I'm afraid. I've had people leave comments in other languages on my fics, so I suppose there are people who have been translating the page to read it which makes me very honored ^^ and it makes me want to translate a fic myself too if not for the fact that I'm bullshit at my other languages just as I am with English lol

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Plenty! I love co-writing with people! Let's see...

At The Drop Of A Hat I did with @tristicorde

I feel so broke up, I wanna go home I did with @wakkoroni

Chapters Capture and Grok along with 4 Times Jason Hid His Trauma + 1 Time Tim Helped Him I did with @cygnusdoesthings

And @sardonic-sprite and I have a fic in progress.

Broken But Not Beyond Repair is something Sprite, Vibey @foursixtwonineoh-pieces-of-lego and I scribbled around on tumblr reblogs then Evie graciously made it into an actual fic and posted it on ao3, praise be.

Vibey and I also have a batfam DEH AU collecting dust in our foldes. I also employed Tristi's help and @tireddruid in a 60 fucking chapters of a Merlin fic which isn't going to be written in a LONG ASS WHILE. @mispeltnostalgia is supposed to be looking at a de-aged Tim fic with me, but her role has become a beta/alpha reader role and I'm attending to other wips rn.

So yeah! I know for some people writing together isn't their cup of tea, and that's understandable lmao. I personally I love writing fics with people. It's... it's kind of a love language for me? It's much fun seeing how our writing styles meld together but are also distinct enough that you can still spot it. I also love the clash that explodes into a google doc with pages and pages of us ranting about ideas and plots in different colors texts. It's so cool.

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

I don't ship publicly

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you will?

Ahhh. Idk tbh. Any WIPs i have, I am hell-bent on finishing them until I have. And if I can't I just toss them in the scrap pile and never look at again. So idk if I have a wip I want to finish but won't.

Although the 60 fucking chapters of Merlin looks very appealing to abandon. But no. I've done too much work on it to just forget about it, unfortunately. I've worked too hard.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Right now, I'm feeling very down and flat and not finding any strengths at all 😭

It's been months since I've written an actual fic cuz I went on a break recently and I'm like... how do i- how do I write. how do I. words? where words?

In all seriousness though, I believe I can come up with Plots. I'm a mystery fan, so any fics I write, I make sure to have character motivations, purpose, plot, drive, foreshadowing, characterization, reasoning, etc. in it. Even in a oneshot. Even if all the literary devices are used in a shallow way, I use them. I like my stories having a purpose or a lesson to them. I can't write something which doesn't have one or both. I've also been called out /pos on my attention to detail. Sure, yes, some things do slip by. I am human after all. But yeah, on the most part, I like tightening all loose threads ^^

And I think dialogue's one as well. Because when I write, I actually picture everything I type in my head. So my writing is pure grains of imagination on paper :D, it's the only way I know how to write tbh. Which is why I struggle so much with reading or writing analytical stuff which sucks bc, school.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

EVERYTHING 😭

Well, right now anyway. I'm still recovering from burnout and mental breakdowns.

But there are weaknesses in my strengths. My dialogue can get lost sometimes and soon you'll be staring at just half a page of just dialogue. Or sometimes, I read back and realize that the dialogue I've written has no context and only makes sense to me.

I lack description in my settings and appearances. I struggle to describe things which are plainly obvious but aren't as obvious to the reader. Because of the whole imagination thing, the things that need description are all in the background, so when I write, I mostly assume that the backgrounds have already been established, so readers are left with faceless feelings most of the time. I'm practicing though! I'm practicing and I think I'm getting better at it!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?

LOVE LOVE LOVE!!

I love adding representation of my culture and identity everywhere I go. My fics have Muslim characters and poc characters who speak Arabic, mostly. I'm also working on adding bits of Mandarin (thanks to lovely @birdybat who's helping me with that) in my current wip and hopefully in future wips as well. I know I've added Urdu and Hindi to previous fics which are not on ao3. But yeah! I love adding bits of cultural representation everywhere!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Marvel and DC lol. The crossover.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WHY TF WOULD YOU ASK ME TO CHOOSE BETWEEN MY BABIES?

The most work I've put into a fic is Let Me Die, Let Me Drown, Lay My Bones In The Ground. I put tons and tons of work in it and reread after reread after rereads. I had Sprite, Tristi and Joan look over some parts and reread it too so it would be perfect. Every little detail is present in it and as you read for a second or even third time, you'll find more and more hidden details and symbolism present in it, like-

Literally. There are so many tiny details which all lead up to the final conclusion at the end and it all connects with the overarching theme and the purpose and the moral and lesson and comes together for the conclusion and I just-

I put a lot of work into it. only to get a couple hate comments on it Soooo, yeah :)

~

Thanks for the tag wesslan, I appreciate it very much (AND AM SO HONORED I LOVE YOUR FICS I'M GOING TO STAB A WINDOW-)

Gonna tagged everyone who I've already tagged in this post already if you write fics lmao + anyone else who wants to have a go!!

[themagnusbane]

Gap The Series Episode 02 Thoughts

1. Everyone calls her Mon. But you can call her future wife. Love of my life. Walking goddess. Baby girl. The choices are endless Sam!!

2. Hfffgghhfhh. Or babe. Babe is a good pick too 😂😂.

3. Aaaaaand we have our first eye-fucking of the episode!!! This show’s like we know lesbians. Half of their foreplay is eye-fucking, and we aim to be as accurate as possible. To which I say, thank you for the blessing and consideration 🙌🏾🙌🏾

4. Oh Sam dearest. She’s not saying you’re old. She’s calling you Mommy!! 😏

5. Hear that “Your Line in my phone. Now” voice??? And you wonder why she calls you Mommy 😂😂

6. I feel you Sam! If my crush gave me their jacket, I’m never washing it, or taking it off!!!

7. Thanks for clearing his dumbass Mon. He really has no claim to jealousy. Also, dumbass legit thinks it’s straight behaviour to be obsessed with a woman and plan your life around her for over a decade 🤣🤣🤣🤣

8. Mon you silly child. Send the message!!!

9. Find you friends who call you stupid as a sign of affection 😂😂

10. I swear if this show doesn’t end with Sam’s grandmother living alone in that big empty house, finally coming to the realization that her entire family hates her, and she’s the only one to blame, and the sisters reunited and celebrating over having broken away from the chains of her control… I will be so pissed!

11. You go Song!! Tell her!!!!! I’m guessing this is probably going to play into a lot of the hurdles that Sammon will face cuz something tells me Sam will have Song in mind every time she’s with Mon 😭

12. Kade is the only one in this friend group with sense. Thank you Kade!!! 🙏🏿🙏🏿

13. I too communicate with stickers. And I too overanalyze the messages I send to my crush. I feel so seen 🥹

14. Mon is fighting to hear that “good girl” from Mommy Sam, and honestly… valid. Very valid

15. It took you 8 missed calls? EIGHT???? Boy you’re lucky. If I was Sam, you’re done.

16. Yo! Sam really is in high demand. Mon, you have some stiff competition

17. And now there’s the head on her thighs, soft lights and smiles, with soft music and soft hair stroking this scene is so soft. My heart!!!!!! Kiss you two! Kisssssssssssssssssss!!!!

18. Urgh! Kirk you pussy blocker! We were about to get a kiss!!!

19. Same Sam! I’m as pissed as you that she picked up Kirk’s call!

20. “I want to be useful”. Gahhhhhhhhhhh! Words I don’t know her. I am grinning, swooning puddle!!!

21. She’s dealing with a migraine but still wants Mon to let her know when she gets home so she knows she’s safe. Oh Sam. How do you expect her not to love you??? 😭😭

22. Also bitch! What do you mean by she should stop being formal with you? You were the one who told her not to call you Sam remember????

23. Lol! Not the “no text. Call me instead.” And the I want to hear your voice subtext.

24. Sam. Sweetheart. We know you like her. But she can’t read your mind. This yo-yoing of her emotions is going to come back and bite you in the ass!!

25. Sam I see you!! Sneaking in some snack delivery to your crush cuz you just can’t apologize for making her cry the previous night. Smh!

26. Mon is like nah. Lady is another word for bitch. And I’m not getting bribed into not feeling like shit cuz of some confectioner. If you want to apologize. APOLOGIZE. Girl!! I marvel at your audacity and I’m in awe of your spine! Go Mon! 💪🏾💪🏾

27. If not that Sam’s grandmother is attempting to force him on Sam as a husband, I might have actually liked Kirk. He understands her, and gets her and can read her. Now if only he could stay in friends territory, instead of the drama we are heading into, I would have absolutely adored him. Urgh!!

28. Sam. Full sentences my love. Not everybody speaks Sam. 😂🤣🤣🤣

29. I swear. Sam and Kirk’s friendship is the only good thing about this attempted forced marriage

30. Kirk you deserve the world. Just not with my girl Sam. But I shall spend this entire show praying that you find your own love. You are too good an egg to be unhappy 💚

31. She’s trying to scare you Sam 😂😂😂

32. Urgh!! What is with this assumption that the man waiting for her (even though she never asked him to) is her boyfriend?? Nop doesn’t stand a chance in hell. Everyone else seems to know but his dumbass. You cannot puppy your way into her pants. It’s not going to work!

33. Sam. Sam. Sam. Your jealousy is showing sweetheart 😂😂

34. Sam is so proud of her ghost tactics. Girl, Mon is better at this game than you 🤣🤣

35. Becky’s little tongue poking at the side of her mouth thing just made me moan. Make of that what you will.

36. Yup. The eyeglasses being pulled down thing is hot as fuck.

37. That next episode preview?? *quietly* what the fuck?!

[bananabraces]

am i overdramatic or is it weird me and my bf rarely talk like via text i would say over the weekend or wtv but no we like barely speak even tho everything's dandy irl and he invites me to like everything and it's awesome and i always try to start conversations or ask to call and he either doesn't respond for hoooours or declines which it's okay if he's busy or just wants to chill alone but like he could atleast let me know he legit let a group chat were both in know why he didn't reply before me i just get no explanation at all like it's not hard to text me and communicate you'll be away atleast so i don't look dumb the whole day trying to talk to you?? this happens all the time it happened today like 30 minutes ago and i honestly cried a little bit which i rarely do over him bc i had sent him like 2 snaps on saturday trying to make convo as well as on tiktok and he didn't reply to either until today and he only sent like a pic of his face in response to me on snapchat? didn't even respond to anything i sent or apologize for not texting at all but i just saved it in chat bc he looked good and said like what the fart it's been 2 daysss with a little bitmoji jokingly and he said mb my charger broke and i just havent been on my phone and i was confuzzled cuz i thought he didn't have a charger/it was broken so how would it break again so i asked and for no reason he's just like "bro yes bc it BROKE are you fr 🤦‍♂️🤦‍♂️" ??? hello what did i do so i replied and said like "ok attitude😒" as a joke and he was like "mbbb that was mean" yeah?? and i said like literally and he just left me on opened. i don't get it bro like i'm thinking maybe he's going through something bc he was sad on halloween at school and he's seemed like just more tired he has since the start of school but yk like more tired but like he could just talk to me if he was i have literally said that like i always want him to feel comfortable around me and like he can talk to me about anything and i mean it so what the fart is going on. and maybe this is pushing it but i neverrrr heard ab any of this with his ex gf they talked EVERYDAY and called nightly. me and him also used to do that but not anymore and i'm just so confused and everytime i ask i feel guilty cuz i don't wanna have to beg him to talk to me i just want him to want to do that and make time to text me and call me bc he WANTS to. not cuz i'm his gf and it's expected or i want it. like bro idk should i talk to him or ask him if he's been okay or what i'm js tired of feeling stupiddd

[nightguide]

Road rage: sobriety with anger to human-like disorders in real life

how anger and people pleasing is violated within rooms of heartbreak to pent up rage in social matters (family boundaries are broken there)

'are you okay?' being the most infected word to lie to now in 2024 and this is what 2007 had to say (socially aware folk)

don't tell me TV taught you nothing

so, this is Emerson's call: DESI MURDER IN THE FAMILY

intellectual disabilities: you're not even showing up for the right reasons anymore, you're now alone with your thoughts that occur to you in TV situationships (yes, i know you may have heard the 'thought broadcasting' situation in your brain years ago that had you feeling naked and blind to your enemies to understand you, and there is always one)

desi households: you're the quiet one since -enter year of joy and heartbreak via religious trauma-

end of heartbreak: set up a tumblr acc and raise your issues in rage on there, make it a rage account normalised so that you have room to take out your interests applied to a lawsuit one day to royally slap your first man to death, you did great

2. Inhalant use disorder: you have a great sincere dream, better even knowing all your company is Muslim inside your head, don't worry about the world, you're beautiful inside and out knowing your kindness met the world at last, that's what Allah loves about you

desi households: you're stressing too much, and it's been years since the rat race got you murdered into thinking social norms set by age, so getting a job is actually a problem in you believing in love at first sight fantasy like your phone died with it, (read my pinned post)

end of heartbreak: you met your fantasy by thought enthusiasm (you are what you do is why you do what you do is sincerely loved by your crowd inside your head) you have no intrusive thoughts except a new beginning (end of your healing journey, i'm sincerely proud of you being on my page for reading this word for word *happy face emoji*)

3. Other Hallucinogenic Use Disorders: you met your first partner, now what

desi households: your mother may not think highly of you (because of your little brother)

end of heartbreak: your love for Allah made you possible to be highly intellectual for your mother to be grateful for in your current reality by making you the very reason she is alive, so you're guaranteed to be closer to her even more by living your greatest expectation online by being open to her (naturally) and she responds which is how you were born (premature babies had it too hard)

4. Panic attack specifier: your heart hurts without your partner

desi households: you're alone (too too much)

end of heartbreak: your first man made a commitment sincerely to you about your life, so at one point we'll meet and talk basics about being stronger together by knowing me first. hi, i'm nightguide. i'm as you as you are me

5. Bipolar II disorder: how can you *be* with your partner intimately

desi households: (not even there) your man possessed your mother about the question that would 'end your life' cuz he cannot control his dick in front of his daughter (he is toxic the first time since he made love to another woman before you, so he is obnoxiously judgemental as hell) not even ur first man anymore, so u got a replacement man to see right through you (great man) give him a chance to replace you (new man to control his kids life)

end of heartbreak: your mother is speaking baby to you (ur neurodivergent) an she knows what you're doing an she loves u too much cuz she knows ur the reward winner for the family (after so much hardship) so she is actually ur heart from the end on (after ur healed through what i'm saying rn)

6. Dissociative amnesia: world life is at your side by privacy rights (technology is your literal heart cuz of digital heartbreak is made to 'kill the Qur'an')

desi households: your heart is literally breaking so you're prone to getting ill frequently because your bodily autonomy (life) is being used by another disaster bastard (ex's rights to kill u in person but in your now sister/brother part of you in a celebrity too bratty to live for themselves)

end of heartbreak: everything your heart (your friends in Hollywood) an ur partner to be telling you is true

7. Hoarding disorder: your body physically needs sex to 'breathe'

desi households: your guy friend in Hollywood has access to your home personally to protect you as your life is about to change with a great ending to a personal life explored elsewhere (cute ending with your cute bestie at the side to believe in you)

end of heartbreak: you're cured from hate, you just need to reunite with your clone sister/brother equivalent to feel at equal odds (companion restored)

8. Bulimia Nervosa: your attachment to your eating habits is not even okay, you're fasting in other words

desi households: you pretty much believe in Allah more greater than anyone they ever met (your father's daughter), so you like your company to be greatly linked to or with your life like your father never lived it (Dad's death is the cause of nazar from KR who died shortly after consuming the Earth in hate as an anti-buddhist (khawaarij)

end of heartbreak: believe in love and know you have a cartoon companion universe greatly made for your eternal life to be like (metaphor of a life you always dreamed living in)

9. Gender dysphoria: your physical heart is aching too badly and so with the rest of your body in great ache

desi households: you're trapped with the intuition of a little brother who got himself in a stronghold with you and your life (that one yearly moment *with him* that had you paralysed after) so, initially his fault for 'letting you go' into the jungle of your own imagination, so you're paralysed from your relationship with your mother because he took away (nazar) your creative arts career with it (leading you to being ill as you are)

end of heartbreak: you noticed. that's your superpower, now *he* lets you go

10. Motor disorder: you want to get married but you're stuck in a karmic cycle that is not even your fault, so you made up your life by being close to your mother (she knows how pathetic he is, so it is better if one death can outlive all but he has a karmic path much more dangerous than yours via intuition so he would know the father he hurt too hard on the daughter *you* that would welcome him to his own personal hell via his emotions, so he has characterised that sort of hate in himself like a woman to the point where his life would outlive yours, but he instinctively knows it's not going to last for long by his way of living via his bloodline, so his ascendant has poisoned you than he did, take your rage out on her intuitively to save your brother there to cure yourself til your depression leaves you by heart from your Hollywood community there) HW community have lived a longer life than you have, you'll know Ummah comes in strength in numbers, so you're heavily protected in the year you're in than the year you were divided from memory (alhamdulilah)

desi households: you're going to get married and you know it *yayyyyy*

end of heartbreak: you're going to outlive your life by looking into your pin boards to free you from hate, it's your reality now, thank all of your pin boards for making you who you are by believing in Islam that hate no longer fills you, so the aching feeling in your body is your husband's (wife known to be a sex symbol on TV so you know the 'pretty hurts' by Beyonce movement ends right now) and the wife's (husband's dick is aching too badly specifically now that you're reading it) lives are going to be met by a good male astrologer with the same life as you (if you're thinking of the asshole, forgive him, he has duals of the same man til he ends at one, he's actually a doctor, now)

[littlest-bugz]

The other day you posted about the last person you liked. do you still like them? would you get with them if given the chance?

also can I claim 👻anon cuz that seems cool

HELLO!!! Thank you so much for the ask!!

I got all twisty and turny inside because THIS IS COMPLICATED. Really complicated. If you asked this question, like, 2 months ago I would've said "No >:( Fuck him >:(" because he did something that kind of gave me the ick.

Much Needed Context: I've known this dude since high school. He was my ex-best friend's boyfriend [they r broken up now]. The story of how I came to like him started bc we started hanging out alone. He wanted help w/ my ex-bestie. He was always going out of his way to do anything to make her happy, and it was honestly SO cute. I would've called him a simp in the most loving way possible. But I started liking him, very VERY VERY involuntarily, because he ended up being the first guy I had ever felt safe around. He was very kind, respected my boundaries- Things that are bare minimums really, but I was not his partner so I didn't expect much more than him being a good friend. He was actually a great friend, and because of that, I fell hard for him. I only realized it when, at my graduation party, he held my face in his hands as I was crying and was reassuring me, and it just clicked [it's actually making me tear up DKBJFVJBHF]. Eventually my ex-bestie and I had a falling out, and I blocked her AND him on my phone. I didn't want my ex-bestie talking to me thru him. In hindsight, the falling out is really stupid. Really unjustified and I was being manipulated by someone to do it. It was. not a good time. Cut to about a year later- I don't remember how he got back into contact with me, but he does, and we hang out on fourth of july- shoot off a bunch of fireworks nd stuff- Just solidified me liking him [despite the fact 1. I hate fourth of july and 2. I hate fireworks].

ANYWAYS, We had been talking for a month or so, and I guess I wasn't quick enough to shoot my shot cause he ended up dating this really icky girl. On top of that- it was his best friends ex. It was honestly really out of character from him- I honestly think he was probably down bad. I told him I would hang out with him, as long as his girl wasn't there be there bc... she's icky and I didn't like her [I have justified reasons, but im not stating them]. And after that communication fizzled out. I'm the one who eventually stopped because, like, he's got a girl, and I was very interested in him.

THAT LEADS INTO ACTUALLY ANSWERING YOUR QUESTION!!! lol. I honestly do still like him- or maybe just the memory of him and how he's always treated me. I honestly would date him if he wasn't with his girl. I would actually take that in a fucking heartbeat, 110%, but we don't talk anymore. I'd reach out to him again or something, but I don't want to interfere when he's got a girl- Since I'm down bad for him iykwim. But alas </3 He's got a girl, and I'm too anxious to reach out again. So I'm left to try nd move on.

And yes, you can claim that anon <33

[pwblogarchive]

February 2008

February 3, 2008

“Try lying for a change, it's the currency of the world.”

its oddly haunting the way that sometimes entries from a year ago can reflect perfectly how i feel today.

its like an echo sent out over the weeks and months and pages of the calendar.

not always but sometimes.

a few weeks ago i considered mentioning the fact that while i once wrote "every new years is worse than the last" i didnt feel that way anymore

oh eight had broken the january curse

now im glad i didnt

cuz i realized it might not have

it may have just pushed it back a month

or extended it, depending on how this all looks on play-back

i find it a bit odd to be waiting for retrospect

Posted by xoat 10:41 PM

February 12, 2008

“honestly, afraid. i cant ever sleep either.”

Put the the planets in swing

Make jupiter sing

The afternoon light

Ignites

The back of my head

Spend years trying to cloud our head and not feel a thing

Just to turn around and erase the clouds so we can remember everything

Throw handcuffs on that boy

When the check comes he never pays

His cheekbones carve my moods

He shakes like a leaf

He's clicking like an old answering machine

He howls at the moon

He's breathes wet thru insect eyes

Canyon lights at night chase away the boring days

And I don't worry about death because I've seen the date I'm gonna die and its so far away.

Posted by xoat 1:55 AM

February 16, 2008

“part two (i forget so much of what i write its beginning to scare me).”

hes a lonely planet

dont stir and wake

everythings ok

give or take

the cats got the canary spinning in its ribcage

did i mention i came dressed for the intervention

(and if you were dying soon would you try to find snow in the deep summer

the june bugs dancing in wonder

and i still wonder now

if my words will stil turn you inside out)

hes a honeyjar

with that pretty face, lets never lose the lid

and keep those rosey lips in

(he breathes wet through insect eyes)

in multiples of four, no less than sixteen

sandmans been showing his beam

when he walks into a room the walls lean in to listen

keep a calendar this way youll know the last time you came through

oh.

"i know what youre going through"

well i dont- its more of a "paper or plastic" grocery store choice to me

but ill sympathize with anything to get through to you

do you know what its like to watch reruns of yourself night after night

to offer nothing and expect everything in return

to cock your head just right to appear arrogantly humble

if we hurry well make the morning edition

cos everybody likes to read the bad news

theyve tapped the phone be very careful what you say

speak in code about singing birds and sleepy eyed women

his heads a junkyard for rusted midnight thoughts

hes criminally carefree

when the pills swallow the worry

hes digging like forty nine

hes making you press rewind

hes a thunderstorm so bright you shut your eyes

he is a hurricane

Posted by xoat 3:15 AM

February 18, 2008

“mc hammer and miss piggy bank”

i get bright ideas in dark rooms

red rooster combs on our head

we are galaxies

a catipillar that got stuck

mr moth come quick with any luck

long walk in a dark house

a roman candle heart

keep us far apart

tour is just thinking you have been in every hotel, club or truck stop before.

it is deja vu personified.

all full of love so much that my teeth are floating.

February 19, 2008

“the oxidation of Joan of Arc.”

the mind drinks less and less.

impatience.

highways full of crowds going somewhere, somewhere, somewhere, nowhere.

The gasoline refugee.

Towns turn into motels,

people in nomadic surges from place to place,

following the moon tides,

living tonight in the room where you slept this noon and I the night before.

Posted by xoat 12:31 AM

[rawrmeansilyindinosawr]

BOY BUTT

I MET MR KUNT AT BRPADWAY JUNCTION N I HAV HIS MUMBER . n i HAVLOST MI ASS CUZ OF FALLING DOWN THA STAIRS N A POLTERGEIST SOooooo now I HAV BOy butt. n HONEstly I Tink i also lost it from SAYING DED ASS TOO Mucho I maniFesteD it . :-\

iMADE A REMIX OF KISh ME on A GUITAR W A BROKEN N3cK tht goes LIK DIS .

“Kishh me

under the broadway junction stair case ,,

N let my . balls….

Swing swing ,

Oh so freeeee-eeely .”

i reAlized after snorting K mi friendz nailz in the dress aisle of Goodwill dat i will aLwayz AGREE TO THA golden Rule of Lyfe which is to NEVER step on the black part of the crosswalkz U can ONLY step on the white lineZ or u will LITERALLY DIE . N y is it more often than not , the things that we want r not the things we need and i feel like i’ll always be yearning for something more in store but the emptiness can’t b filled w just more of this n less of that n elaine says no one has good or bad luck just more or less of it .

Tha nxt time a strangwrr in a fox- pikachu costume cums up to meh n mi fwendz Wiff a guitar in tha wick n asks to sing Meh a song i will NO LONGER LIsten But buttle it by more fart jokez. Bc it has been yrs i hav had theese shower thoughts/questions/water based introspection: If u fart is it a culmination of all the farts around u cuz Ur breathing recycled farts in the air in side u ???? N on a. philosophical lvl. Nothing is original bitch. No one is original . Not even ur fooking fartsz.

Im tired of being so sexy and also so funny and also people expecting me to be the intimidating and mysterious and sexy person . I believe in kindness and being an internet troll n i grew up ugly n barely am making it to be kind of sexy within the last few years . So stop putting so much pressure on me Bith . Im literally an empath .

im Nvr going to party with scary Ukrainian fashion photographers again in greenpoint even tho they Hav free pizza <best food group> n their bosses r retired sexy models and also the closest deli near them has a free compOoter . N im done being strangers who drink old coffee at 2am’s outlets n shulder to cry on ab their exs w bpd . Cuz im empathetic to dat but also im tryna strictly VIOBE . N the vibeZ were not there . Plus i had an allergy attack n cried in the bathroom . :-/

i <3 waking up to phone calls at 7am/8am after i tried to induce sleep to myself w my 12MG mellytonin dissolvable tabletz N goin to get happie hour b4 it opens n debating new piercings n brainstorming new tattooz n stealing salt shakerz from restaurants w moi best fwendzzzz. It is so fukin Kold in Nyc n im waiting for my seattle he they cutie to move back to nyc so we can give each other allergy attacks by sniffing 2 many flowers at maria hernandez n then claritin n chill . N show them mi plushies . Cuz rn meow dating lyfe is like casual but I don’t need messy ass ppl . N i don’t believe in ghosting bc every1 deserves to have a convo but Meh . Thts objective lol . n It’s pointless to argue or submerge myself in a convo ive already had w someone where they have historically been defensive n Ugh lames . Only dating ppl like 23+ yr old n up now . :-]

I almost slapped the doggone giv a dog a bone dog shit out of the bouncer at purgatory N also this Girl who accused me of “cutting the line” at Elsewhere when i was guestlisted N also this person who narced on me the beg of the Yr at tha party but i chose world peace . N zen . N kava over stogies now . Smh . Miso soup over mala base , red hot chili peppers over deftones . Hot cheetos over takiz. Smh . i rly need my karma to reverse .

werk has been alrite n im soooo sad sag season is almost over . I realized i love cucumbers so much the last few wks n i am not afraid to show n tell ab it . i Love all the saggitiusrss in my life n i hav luved the consecutive bday parties ive gone to the last few weekz in which ppl have fallen asleep in their wolf costumes after doing One bump of K and screaming at Alexa to play Sleeping wiff sirenz. N trying to go to tinas but their hours r weird now apparently so we all end up at Sum random Dunkin Donut Hole place where my ex used to yell at meh at 6am . N i luv all of the he theys i hav met within the last few weekz who drink white clawz n have pretty faces n All the goth girls who also have snakebites who Kiss me n tell me if i wanted a sprite they would buy me a sprite . tho the tru drug of choice here is Vanilla coke , i Am extremely flattered . <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

ive been spending alot more time on tumblr cuz it Just feelzz rite n wayyyy better cuz now PORN ;0 isback here. n idk if yall rly kno but ya . tumblr is likebACK cuz twitter is kinda lamess now. sigh . playing in Parks w ex situationships r fun n even fugging in Bars called Bar r fun but i almost got choked out by my Ali express vivienne westwood necklace at the playground N tht shuld hav been a sign I shuld hav went home. idk y i alwayzz put mi heart on tha line 4 Ppl i kno kant rly take kare of it the way i want 2. Im Goin to b working my last shift at holiday market Thurs evening then going to LA p much rite after s000000. Ima try to pull sum rockstar shit there nalso make 100 dumplings w my mummy for xmas even tho Lunar yr is technically way better n Idk why We as taiwanese ppl even care ab xmas so much butt.

My boy butt says BYE!!!!!!! n Til nxt week ?! <3

xoxoxoX0 , meunster cheeze is not monsterous Believer/civil rites activist/where do i find gahndi fan fiction online/lactose intolerance lactaid pills thtr expired dnt work save urself n ur liver advocate , renny ;]]