#fimilar stranger

[captainrogers-thepatriot]

@thefantasticreedrichards

There was hundreds of people at the gala. It was to raise money for children in need. The gala was being held by the famous Reed Richards. Steve and Reed had worked together in the past. Both being superhuman, it was natural for them to team up and protect the city.

The people around Steve were chatting and drinking. Those confident enough were out dancing in the center of the room. Steve stood by the wall watching with a drink in his hand. He was naturally shy and it was hard for him to strike up conversation with strangers. Especially in a room of mostly strangers. He wished his wife was here. She was the more confident and outgoing one. She made mingling a bit easier.

He heard a fimilar voice call him and as he turned to the voice he saw the fimilar face of Reed.

[childofblasphemy]

And just like the first time, again, there it is. No matter how many times it happens, I am still surprised to see it. The moment you are faced with the absurd. When the fimilar face of a friend suddenly becomes a stranger to you.

[shipping-beatrice]

Hozier fans: I would listen to hozier read his grocery list

Hozier: *release an EDM song*

Hozier fans on tiktok: umm what is this forest god? ✨Bestie no✨ Go back to your bog and write us something cottagecore.

[penneferofvenerburg]

Believing

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Dating was always a nervous process, for many a person but for Y/n L/n it seemed impossible, she hated being alone though she had one particular view, ' that she's only jumping into book worlds to find friends because they don't judge you as people do in reality' so the dating game is back on, her friends in tied out one Friday evening at the local pub in Kensington where you regularly go out (not that you see anyone of note) you got ready and planned your outfit, sexy but not too sexy.

(Y/n's night out outfit)

Your disability forbade you from wearing heels so it was your black flat pumps you were going to have to wear.

You tried accepting it, but it just was far too hard to so you gave in. Not complaining about the pain you suffered sometimes from the distance you covered about your house and about in public.

You never cared what other people thought you just got on with it no matter what the world threw at you.

Cerebral palsy was a not illness it's a condition which affects either side of your body the medical term was Hempligia Cerebral palsy where the weakness could appear in either side of you.

Most Friday nights you spent watching The Tudors on DVD as you were a huge fan of Henry Cavill.

The taxi arrived right on time you smiled grabbing your bag you headed out the door. Your friends from work greeted you with a enthusiastic waves from inside the london cab.

" We so have to get you with someone tonight y/n"! Your friend Hannah told you.

" I've told you I'm not looking for anyone"! Came your reply.

" that's rubbish! Y/n we'll find you someone tonight you'll see"! Hannah continued.

A short while later the cab pulled up outside the pub named The Builders arms.

You were nervous about stepping out of the cab, until a tall dark haired fimilar faced well known stranger came to assist you.

" May I help"? He asked that fimilar white broad smile and those muscles and bright blue eyes.

" Yes please! If you could .... take my hand and help me down I'd be more grateful"! Y/n repiled

" yes of course in fact why don't you give both of them then I'll help you out that way"! He suggested, his breath was warm as it wafts across your cheek, you no idea who this guy was who was helping you.

You readily complied and placed your two hands in his warm, large and strong, that gentle gracious smile across his face as he helped you down out of the cab.

" Right now gently because this path isn't the easiest to stand on"! He warned, you stepped out with him still gripping your hands in his, " I'm Henry by the way! Henry Cavill"!

You couldn't hide your smile you knew it was him but you were just too shy to say anything, knowing what your friends were doing to you or going to do you were in luck.

" I'm y/n l/n! Thanks for helping me again"! You gave him you most beautiful smile. That was it he was gone he saw you and fell for you.

" it's a pleasure to meet you Miss l/n"! A lovely young woman like you shouldn't out in scruffy old place like this"! He teased with a wink.

" I wouldn't have come out tonight but these two insisted"! You nudged your head toward the two other women getting out the taxi with you! Hannah watched you have a conversation with Henry while the two of them left you to it.

" Well may I say but I'm glad they did! You look rather .... i hope I'm not being too foward very beautiful this evening"! Henry beamed at you. His eyes seemed to be glued to yours, as he spoke.

" Thankyou I never would have expected to see you here"! You say shyly.

" I do come here when im not working letting my hair down! So to speak ... Come let's get you inside you must be freezing here take my arm"! Henry offered you his arm as you continued toward the door to enter the pub. " you didn't have to do that Henry I can walk myself although with a wobble here and there but otherwise I'm fine"! You reply

" Nonsense! What kind of man would I be if I allowed you to slip and hurt yourself hmm"! Henry smiled

You were struck by how handsome and good natured he was. You thanked him again " thanks for your help henry"! You smile you're blue eyes ablaze with hope. " My pleasure you're more then welcome"! Came Henry's reply, from the look hannah was giving yo u it was quite clear that she thought Henry was the one. " In fact why don't you and your friends come and join us outside I promise you we're safe under my watch anyway"! Henry invited you and your friends to have drinks with him, you're throat went dry you didn't know what to say you knew he was a mega famous movie star but Jesus this was intense.

" okay if your sure"! Your reply came, " Absolutely! Besides it would give me a chance to hey to know you a little more"! Henry confessed whispering in your ear. You were nervous about telling him about your disability and how you got it was hard for you to explain to anyone let alone a mega famous movie star.

As you were a fan of him, your hid that fact away from him too you didn't want him thinking you were a complete lunatic with thing for well seeking actors out on purpose. When in fact it was Hannah who suggested it, " May I ask why your still alone? In the sense of no sufficient other"! Henry asked whispering in your ear you hummed a little then breathed out thinking to yourself " get ready for the pity looks"!, " well I've always been a bit of loner and a bookworm you see I have a condition called Cerebral palsy which affects my right side I don't usually do this .... tell strangers my medical story! I was born with it I lost all hope i guess finding the one"! You told Henry, Henry looked at you and smiled broadly " Miss L/N! You are an absolute amazing young beautiful woman why on earth no one has even snapped you up .....is frankly ashoning"! You felt yourself warm into him, he saw you shivering and he placed his jacket about your shoulders with his strong arm about you slightly unconsciously leant into his touch, he felt it and kissed you on the head while your two friends Hannah and Jess weren't looking.

A few hours later ......

It was getting late and Henry and you had hit off straight way, you're eyes were dropping and he knew you were tired. Hannah and Jess had gotten to chatting to two guys standing inside the pub. " Would you like me to take you home sweetheart? Come on darling your done in .... let's get you home and safe hmm"! Henry offered as he stood to help you up. The two of you walked toward his place and he let you in his massive American Akita coming bounding toward you regnoized him he was your favourite dog Kal. " Come on Sweetheart lets get you settled first"! He guided you over to the setee in the lounge it was grey and very comfy, he noticed how incredibly cold you were. Kissing the top of your head again he left you snuggled into the setee when he returned he came back with a hoodie and a pair of warm slacks. " Come here gorgeous let's get you out of this hmm don't worry I've seen it all before"! He assured you with a tender smile he turned away like the gentleman that he is. " I'm ready"! You squeaked low, when he turned to face you you were wearing his hoodie that buried you his slacks went over you're feet. " My goodness how cute do you look y/n hmm too cute ..... Come here let me cuddle you"! Henry smiled as you leant into his welcoming warm strong embrace. Before long you had fell asleep in his arms and he carried you bridal style upstairs into his bed.

He gently set you down in the bed, stripping himself of all his clothes he climbed in the bed beside you. Lifting your head so it lay on his chest he sighed and whispered into hair. " Goodnight my gorgeous y/n sleep now I'll see you in the morning"! Henry whispered into your hair. What he didn't bank on though was how you could dream about him and literally whisper his name in your sleep he had to smile when at one point he turned on the lamp on the nightstand only to hear you talking to Charles he guessed it was Charles Brandon from the tudors you were talking to. He bent to kiss you twice on the brow " shh Sweetling! It's okay I'm here"! He soothed you stroking your hair as you slept in his bed

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Next Morning .........

Henry was up bright and early usually working out in his basement gym with Kal. You woke to the smell of freshly brewed coffee wafting though the house, you swung back the covers that Henry lay over you the night before and padded out of his bedroom you felt like an utter plank for falling asleep on him.

Henry finished his work out and was stood in the kitchen with his broad bare back to you after he thrown his t shirt in the wash, he was all sweaty and wet, his biceps were something to marvel at. When he felt your gaze on him he turned and held out his arms with a smile " Goodmorning princess! I'd have brought your breakfast in bed had you stayed there"! Henry told you as he wrapped his arms about you, nearly crushing you to death. " Hen! I can't stay un bed I have move about or my legs get stiff"? You repiled with a tired smile. Henry knew that last night he fell for you he just didn't want to scare you off by telling exactly that. " Now what about that nice cup of machine made coffee eh then we can go and get showered .... what we after that I'll leave your hands"! Henry smiled holding you at arms length kissing your forehead you closed your eyes. You could nor remember a time when you felt so happy. " b...but I can't use your shower"! You protested.

Henry decided that was not a statement to answer he just merely picked you up into those strong Superman arms and carried you back upstairs to the bathroom where he then turned on the shower and stripping you of your dirty night out clothes and the ones youd slept in. While you weren't looking he stripped himself of his clothes and got in behind you loving that sensation that your body felt against his. He pulled you back his against his furry chest you lay your head on his muscular toned chest, " Shall we get that hair washed hmm sweetheart"! He gently asked you kissing your cheek as you tentatively took a step forward for him to help you wash your hair. He begun rinsing your hair with the shower water as he hauntingly instructed you " bend your head back angel sos the soap doesn't go in your eyes"! You did exactly what he told to unbeknown to you yoire body was unconsciously reacting to him touching you it felt so tender and somewhat intimate between you the way he caressed your tender skin it sent goosebumps all over you. " Darling! What are you up hm are you thinking naughty thoughts young lady tut tut"! Henry teased as he ticked his tongue. You felt rather cheeky at that moment so you bobbed your tongue back at him. " Oi you! You're being a cheeky madam aren't you"! He playfully smarted at you with in a wink.

You couldn't say anything you were stunned that you even in the shower with him behind you. " whose my gorgeous princess,then hmmm"? He mused at you rinsing the soap away from your hair you laughed " I am"! Henry couldn't stop his smiling as he turned off the shower he stepped out wrapping a white fluffy towel round his middle holding one out and open for you to walk right into the warmth sending goosebumps trailing your skin again. You shivered from the cold hitting you as you stepped out. Despite you wanting to walk back into the bedroom Henry ever the gentleman Carrie's you in. You laughed at him at having to carry you everywhere about the house. " oh Henry! What are you like"! Henry wriggled his eyebrows at you choosing again not to answer you placing you down on the bed, he kissed the tip of your nose. He sat behind you gently towel drying tour long hair, " I'm not hurting you am I bunbun"? Henry asked tenderly, you silently you're head sending shower water droplets over him. After an hour your horn back downstairs you haunting though Netflix when you came across THE TUDORS you're favourite thing that you loved watching at home, Henry walked back into the lounge with Kal curled up at your feet keeping them warm, he smiled at the screen then at you. " Have you watched this before Sweetling"? Henry asked you as he settled beside you with his arm round tour shoulder you passed the remote to Henry, before you confessed to him " a dozen times when I'm at home alone and I'm left to dream about you beside me"! Henry's smile grew wider " well in that case angel ..... I think that's earnt you a kiss come here"! You relaxed into him as he pulled away as it begun to start.

" Huury Henners your going to miss it"! You yelled to him. Henry knew how beautiful you were he just didn't think it was the right time to tell you considering you'd only just met just last night. Now here you were with him actually sat on his setee watching THE TUDORS with him hopefully. Eventually Henry returned with two piping hot cuppas for both if you and your favourite biscuits too on a plate .... " English dunk tea"! He winked at you, carefully handing you yours " Careful angel its hot"! Henry pre warned you. As he retook his place at your side the two of you snuggled in the setee in Kensington happily watching THE TUDORS together.

That's what I call bliss and a dream come true! Want to know more second part will be coming soon so watch out!

THE END!

[ask-suicune]

well you got a feeling when you were by the ocean and by the tower, does that mean Ho-Oh or Lugia are trying to contact you?

I think it was but the feeling was fimilar and yet is also a stranger at the same time. Maybe it was.

[flamingredanon]

I think I've sent this prompt before but Im not sure - hope your recovery from being sick went smoothly btw)

Reginald let out a happy sigh as he slumped into the drivers seat of the Airship. He had just come back from a rather peaceful dinner with Right, who was standing next to him.

Actually it had been peaceful for a long time. like really REALLY peaceful. No government raids in forever and Reginald and right hadn't seen or heard from Henry Stickmin for even longer. He just kinda disappeared. Better for them he supposed but he couldn't surpress the slight worry in his chest.

Nevertheless, Reginald basked in the comforting silence, extending an arm to grasp rights hand. Right smiled and the 2 held hands.

However the peaceful moment was ruined when Reginalds radio crackled to live and the fimilar voice of Burt came through.

"Uhhh.. Chief?" Burt drawled in his usual tone.

Reginald sighed, pulling his hand away from rights to grab his radio. He pressed the button on the side, hearing the fimilar beep before he started speaking.

"Yes I'm here, what is it Curtis?"

"uhmm... I don't mean to ruin your 2 month chill streak but.. Henry Stickmin and uhh.. Some other girl with red hair, is on the Airship."

Reginald nearly dropped his radio and he could see right visibly stiffen from the corner of his eye. Henry stickmin here? Right now?! With some girl?!

"I- Well stop them then!" Reginald barked into the radio, standing up.

"uhh yeah well.. We tried but.. We can't."

They can't?

"What on earth do you mean you CAN'T?"

"Uhmm.. Their in, what is that?... Like these Kart things? Like the ones in Mario kart? You know what I mean? Yeah their.. Speeding around, I think they ran over some toppats."

Reginalds brain stopped for a moment and he couldn't form a response. His eyes tore from the radio to right, who seemed just as perplexed.

"S-Sorry, could you uhm.. Repeat that?"

(I kinda want this to end with some Copperrightrosemin tbh lol I need some of that fluff in my life rn)

Burt repeated what he said, the sound of a certain Swedish man cursing can be heard in the background. Reginald thanked Burt and told him that he would handle it.

Reginald took one look at Right and an evil smile formed on both of their faces.

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Henry never thought riding go karts on the Toppat Airship would be so much fun, but thanks to Ellie's suggestion, here he and her were, driving go karts, on the Toppat Airship, no Galeforce or Charles to be sour pusses.

Henry and Ellie took a turn in the hallway, only to be stopped by an even more surprising sight.

Reginald and Right were in go karts as well.

"Well Stickmin, since you disappeared without telling anyone for the longest while and then dare bring go karts and a stranger into our Airship at random, I, Reginald Copperbottom, challenge you to a race."

Henry raised his eyebrow as Ellie spoke up with a smile "From where to where and how many laps, twinks."

Right let out a snort as Reginald glared at Ellie "From this hallway, to the treasure room, to the kitchen back into here, ten laps, winner gets one free Toppat request of their choice."

"You and Captain Hotpants over there are on." Ellie smiled as everyone got into position, Right's face dusted with red from the nickname.

And then the four were off, chaotically driving their go karts around the place and making silly taunts at one another.

Too bad no one made it past five laps, with everyone's go karts eventually running out of battery. But it didn't matter as the four of them were laying in the hallway, laughing and calming down from the adrenaline and overall silliness of everything.

Soon Reginald spoke up, a smile still on his face "Henry, Miss Rose, if you ever want to do something like that again... just call us ahead of time. I know of a great go karting place next to a solid diner, and my deal stands if you win, since none of us really won this time."

Henry smiled and shook Reginald's hand in agreement as Ellie was busy braiding Right's hair.

And an unlikely friendship formed that day, one that with time, would grow into something much more.

[bxoken-heartss]

Christopher Velez: Put a Little Love on Me

A/N: This is a little experiment I tried to do cause this song gave me some soft Chris feels? So I hope y’all like it and comment down your opinions. There are two parts to this.

Words: 6.4K +

Pairings: Christopher V. x Reader

Genre: Heartbreak and fluff

Triggers: Language...

Honorable mentions: @papichriscnco​ @cnco-hoenesty​ @ellos-me-vuelven-loca​ @wwecncoroadtripwhydontwetrash​ @joelpimenteljs​ (For being my SPANGLISH Translator! Love ya Bubs! <3 )

     GUIDE:

(Y/N): Your name

(Y/N/N): Your nickname

(Y/L/N): Your Last Name

' ' ': Switch of scenes

~ ~ ~ :  Line by Line Lyrics scenario ending.

//We fight, We get high holding onto love

We came down cause there was nothing holding us.//

Y/n was Zabdiel's best friend. Ever since the day she had stood up for him and patched him up after that rough fight back in middle school.Ever since that day, the two have been inseparable. The both of them were blessed with beautiful voices, always spending their time practicing hard. So when Zabdiel turned 17, he decided to audition for La Banda. Having originally being from Britain, Y/N had decided to go back to her hometown, Manchester and audition for the X-Factor to prove her worth to the world wanting to pursue a solo career in pop music despite spending half of her childhood in Puerto Rica. But despite the conflicting and busy lives they've had, she was there..there when he needed her, him doing the same. She was absolutely overjoyed and practically launched onto him as she hugged him to pieces as she kept congratulating him. He was there for her last performance...stood beside her and consoled her when she got eliminated from the top 3 finalists.

He was downright disappointed but not for long..The night she lost the X-factor, she had won a couple millions of hearts. She continued to pursue her interest..creating music, covering songs of artists she hoped she'd sing along with one day. Her hard work and determination paid off when she got a call asking her if you was interested of being a part of the ISLAND RECORDS. She was thrilled, ecstatic and overjoyed. And within a span of months, she had made her mark, slowly but an unforgotten mark. Zabdiel was there, like always to support her throughout her important phase of her life. It was harder to be there for each other as they had their own careers to pursue.

But when they had been recording in Miami for their own albums, they could spent plenty of time together. Zabdiel had practically dragged her towards the boys  even though she opposed the idea fearing that she'd just fangirl on their faces (She was a huge fan of theirs..). But anyways after a few pleadings from Zabdiel she agreed..She had met them backstage after their final performance but it was pretty rushed and informal. So after she had formally (not that she needed it considering how much she knew about them)  been introduced to the three boys (Erick, Richard and Joel) apart from Zabdiel, she began talking to them. After a while she had felt thirsty and excused herself to get some water. She had gotten up from the couch and headed towards the small pantry room in their studio.

"Hermosa no está allí!" Erick yells as he stood up from the couch rushing towards her

But obviously before she could turn around and ask him what he meant she had stumbled on a a thin rope like thing, an icy cold bucket of water emptying onto her, as she fell over.

"Ayyy!! Ya deberías bañarse Zabdie!" A voice says as strings of laughter enters into the room.

Y/N growled as she sat down smoothing her hair, not even bothering to look up at the person. The rest of the boys looked (more like glared at the person who had just entered).

"Ayy...No sabie que tenias novia, Erick." The person speaks as he kneels down

"No es mi novia Papi.." Erick replies rolling his eyes.

Y/N cleared her hair away from her face as she saw an extended hand in front of her face..as she gratefully accepted it.

"Thank you..." She whispers as she looks at the boy straightening her posture.

Christopher Velez..her all time favorite member...

"Noo te precupes...and nena it's my fault..." The boy said as he looked at her.

'Shit...she was downright beautiful....' was all that crossed his mind as he gazed at her

Y/N's gaze shifted from his face to to his shirtless torso. Her face flushed into a shade of pink quickly diverting her gaze when she saw him cover his bare chest with his arms, feeling self conscious all of a sudden.

"Err...Okay! Hasta luego, tengo que ir! adiós Hermosa!" He says as he rushes off casually.

Christopher...Charming as always.

"Mi Amol... Let's get you dried up.. Chris is always - -" Zabdiel begins as he hands her out a towel allowing her to dry herself up

"I know... He's always like that..It's okay Z..Pranks are meant to be taken in a positive manner."

"Okay...well let's get you changed into something comfortable." Zabdiel says as he holds her hand and head towards a room to get clothes for her.

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"Oh come on! Dry up alreadyy!" Y/N groans as she uses a hair dryer to dry off her hair

Before she can grumble about how much she hated drying her hair, she hears a knock on the door

"Come in..." She says as she keeps drying her almost dry hair

She turns around as she sees Christopher standing next to the door nervously as he looked at her

"Oh come on in...Why are you standing there?"

"Oh...Sorry...I..." He nervously trails off as he closes the door behind and walks towards her.

"Te ves fimilar nos conocemos? " He asks as he looks at her as he thinks about it

"Oh... I'm Zabdiel's friend..Y/N!" She says as she turns towards him extending her hand

"Ah! Zabdie's British best friend...Ah ha...Nice to meet you Mi Amol.." Christopher says as he shakes her hand "I'm Chr- -"

"Christopher Velez...Yes I know you Chris..We have met before...Like once But it was rushed up..Your final performance? You're no stranger to me.." She says as she looks at him

"Ah..I remember now! Well glad to know that.. You're a pop artist right? I've heard a good amount of your songs and you are absolutely beautiful. I mean THEY sound abSoLuTeLY amazing! Not that I'm saying you aren't pretty Hermosa...But I- - " Chris begins

"Thank you..Means a lot from you.." she replies as she looks down trying to hide her light blush

"Well of course! So you listen to Latin Pop?"

"I actually do..."

"Well, so umm..do you listen to our music?" He asks nervously

"I love your music..I love your band! I consider myself a CncOwner!" She states proudly

"Is it - - Is it because Zabdiel is a part of the band?"

"Started off that way...But your music's too good NOT to be heard..."

"Thanks...Appreciate the support!" Christopher says as he smiles at her

"Of course!" She states as she returns the gesture.

"I wanted to apologize..About earlier." He apologizes looking down

"Oh Chris! It happens! It's absolutely fine!" She reassure him

"I swear it wasn't meant for you.."

"It was for Zabdiel...I know..Not like you were expecting me..And for the record..He did need a bath.."

"I know right! I was just being a supportive caring respectful friend.."

"But next time...Keep a little bit warmer water..that was ABSOLUTELY freezing!" She says as she giggles a bit

"Yeah sure...and..one more thing.." He says

"Yes?" She questions

"How did you understand what I was speaking in Spanish?" He asks her

"My mother's from Puerto Rico and my dad's British..So Spanish is like my mother tongue...I'm just a bit more comfortable with English in comparison to Spanish." She states

"Oh..That's why you seemed to understand..." Chris says as he nods understandingly

"Yes..." She replies

"It was nice talking to you Y/N.." He says as he smiles at her

"You too Christopher.." She remarks

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The chemistry between the two was spontaneous and exciting..almost inevitable..

She had loved how carefree he was, his smile and his overall personality.

But around her, Christopher Velez was another different person. Someone shy and reserved.

He would try to impress her by adding in a few more dramatic pushups and increased his speed on the treadmill whenever she came over and worked out with Zabdiel. He'd get her stuffs she'd casually mention in random conversations with him or the other boys.

He'd even write cliché poems and short one liner quotes inside a personal journal of his he started maintaining after they had formally became friends, but made sure no on ever found them.

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"Okay..I understand..sure..whenever you are free...Bye.." (Y/N) speaks as she   hangs up the phone as she sighs and removes off her heels, as she lays frustrated on her couch.

She began lazily flopping around with her phone from app to app..She was disappointed...but not as disappointed as she expected to be...

She knew she didn't love him intensely..but she was willing to give a try. Her present boyfriend had some sort of feelings for her and vice versa so they dated. Well...at least that's one of the reasons she dated him...

The main reason she dated him was to get over her feelings for Christopher that were growing stronger day by day. She liked him..it was way too obvious. But he never showers any signs of interest in her..For she was one of his girl friend..nothing special.. Sure he had showered her with compliments and got her things she liked but he did that with every single girl friend of his...Or at least that's what she reckoned.

So she thought that her feelings for Christopher would disappear overnight as soon as she began dating her current boyfriend..but nothing worked..Soon eventually some sort of feelings grew and she felt a good amount of attachment and love towards him..

The first few weeks were great..she felt better with her boyfriend..but soon after he began cancelling out plans and barely managing time for her..

"(Y/N/N)?!? You're still here?" Asks a voice from her door

Her head darts towards the source and there she sees Christopher standing

"Chris?! What are you doing here?" She asks as she looks at him

"Well..Zabdie had left his jacket in here and I had left a few of my things in here... Aren't you supposed to be on a date today?" Chris asks although his tone is sour as he walks inside

"Andrew's caught up with a bit of work.." (Y/N) replies as she walks towards the kitchen where Chris begins raiding her fridge

"Of course he is.." Chris mumbles as he rolls his eyes

"What was that supposed to mean?" She asks, narrowing her eyes at Chris

"He always does this..He always stands you up almost every single time...Are you guys honestly dating?"

"Of course...We are..." (Y/N) trails off, her tone uncertain

"Well he absolutely isn't treating you the way you are supposed to..."

"Christopher Velèz..You have absolutely no rights to comment about my personal life.." She replies her tone stern

"I'm just stating facts! And I am your friend..I spoke what I felt!"

"Oh please Velèz..what do you know about being in a steady relationship?"

"I've been in more relationships..than you have ever been in. And besides, it's the third time this week he's postponed your plans (Y/N/N)..."

"I know Chris...I know I should do something but..I love him..and he said he was caught up with some work.. He said he'd make time later.. I understand that work is hectic for the both of us.." She explains

"He's hurt you numerous times..with his words and actions..And yet here you are getting hurt..and doing nothing about it..You deserve better (Y/N).." He says as he looks away

"How dare you? I absolutely love him! You've never been in love before! You don't even understand the feeling!" She snaps feeling slightly angry at him for saying that even though she knew he was partially right.

All he wanted to do was scream out that he did know how it feels..He knew the feeling of liking and pinning on someone who's boyfriend was nothing but a jerk who'd make her feel nothing but bad and terrible about her perfect self!

"He's not good enough for you!" Christopher yells back suppressing his thoughts

"What do you know? What do you mean? Why do you care?" She questions him angrily

Because he did care more than he could admit. He liked her more than he could ever admit.All he wanted to do was hug her and let her cry onto his shoulder until the pain fades away..whisper soothing words into her ears..and tell her how much he loves her,give her what she deserves and treat her the way she should have been treated...

But he couldn't...She was someone else's girl..he couldn't ruin their relationship for his petty jealous feelings..Despite how much of a jerk her boyfriend was...SHE loved HIM and not Christopher... So he couldn't change anything...

So he did what he could...he walked away.. because at the end of the day that was the only possible solution..

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"If you're going just going to sit and stare at him...He'll end up dating someone else.." Joel remarks as he slowly begins drinking a pint

"De acuerdo, Hermosa, creo que deberías hablar con él y dile como te sientes" Erick comments as he follows her gaze

"Nope..He doesn't feel the same.." She remarks as she removes her glare from all the girls surrounding Christopher as she quickly gulps down a glass of shot

"You won't know until you tell him Mamita.." Richard remarks as he empties a few glasses of shots

"I do know how he feels..and he certainly doesn't feel anything out of the ordinary for me..." She remarks as she gulps down a few more shots a bit too quickly

"Mi Amol..I think you should relax on your dosage..You would end up with those terrible headaches.." Zabdiel says as he snatches the pint from her hands.

"Yeah Shawty...This ain't really healthy. Could wreck ya down ya know?" Richard comments as he gulps down a few more shots

"Is that a challenge Yashel?" She asks as she looks at the Dominican.

"Mamita...I was just kidd - -" Richard begins

"Now you're siding off Camacho? I thought you were a pretty up-to- challenges sorta lad.."

"I am that typa lad...But nope...Not regarding things like these.."

"So...I'm gonna assume that you're just a wet blanket...Essh..I expected better from you Camacho.."

"Oh it is so on (Y/L/N) Get ready to lose Mamita.." Richard comments, a competitive look on his face, followed with groans from the boys

"Mi Amol...I think you - -"

"Oh we'll see who'll lose..." She replies as she smirks at him.

                                                            ' ' '

Of course, she had won. (well..it ended in a tie.). But that night was one of the most drunk she had ever gotten..Her eyes were glossy as she stumbled around barely managing to stand still, Richard possessing minimal control over himself as he began ranting about something in Spanish whilst raw tears flooded his face..

"Richu...A- - Are you OooKaY?" She asks as she holds onto the wooden table.

"Just emotional...he'll be fine.." Joel reassures her as he replies to Richard's rant in Spanish.

Zabdiel held her arm as she leaned onto him for support, as her eyes darted around the place as if searching for someone.

"(Y/N/N)...who are you sea- -" He begins as she glares at something, Zabdiel's gaze follow hers

"(Y/N/N)...Are you..." Zabdiel trails off as she glares at the girl flirting with Chris.

"I don't- - I- - don't care!" She slurs as she shakes her head "Zab...Dance with me.." She comments as she grabs onto Zabdiel's arm

"No Mi Amol...I don't quite like the entire atmosphere..."

She knew he liked his quiet and peace a bit too much...So even in her drunk state she reluctantly agreed and walked towards the dance floor alone..avoiding unwanted older men and just having fun.

After a while she felt two arms wrapping around her waist. She immediately turned around and her gaze fixated on warm chocolate brown eyes.

"Mami no sabia que eras una borracha guapa.." speaks the voice

She could recognize that voice from anywhere..Chris...

"que tu quieres Velèz?" She asks as her eyes glare onto him

"Y por qué debo, Chris? Pensé que eras muy contento con tu novia?" She snaps, her tone jealous

"Novia? Mami ella no es mi??" Chris begins

"Solo ve Vèlez.." She remarks as she removes his arms around her waist

"Estoy preocupada por ti mamita.." He says

"Estas preocupada por mi? Por qué? Espérate, Zabdiel te pidió que vigilarme?" She asks annoyed

"No Hermosa...He di- -"

"Just leave Chris..." She insists as she removes her gaze from him

"But Ma- -" Chris begins but gets interrupted as someone comes up and stands Infront of Chris

"Papi..you said you'd be back in a minute..."  A redhead speaks as she presses her body against Chris's as she pouts sadly at him

"Emily..I - -" Chris begins

"Yeah go ahead Chris...she's waiting!" Y/N says, her tone annoyed and jealous

The girl just gives Y/N a disgusted look as she grabs onto Chris' arm leading him towards somewhere else as she mildly grinded onto him as she swayed her hips..

Under any other circumstances..she would have left the scene...not wanting to cause any drama. But the alcohol in her system was too high..  she obviously wasn't in her right senses but somewhere deep down inside...probably in her subconscious mind she knew what she was going to do was probably the only last option she had..Now or NEVER!

She walked upto Chris...whose gaze was already fixated on her as she stood in between Chris and the girl whatever her name was.

"What do YOU think you're doing!?" The girl asks as she glared at Y/N

"None of your business b*txh!" Y/N snaps harshly, raising her middle finger at the girl as she glared back as she held a grip on Chris' arm dragging him away from the redhead..

She dragged him to a partially covered area from the rest of the club.

"Y/N are you--"

"I'm sorry but if I don't I'll die in regret.." She interrupts him

"What do - -" Chris begins as she cuts him off halfway leaning forward

Chris' breath hitched as his eyes widened in shock and surprise when she leaned in and pressed her lips against his, her eyes shut. After a few split seconds he gave in and kissed back...

She pulled away slowly yet reluctantly her face flustered as her eyes remained glossy.

"Chris...Oh god! I just -- I love you Chris! Why don't you understand?" Y/N says as she looks at him, her eyes gleaming with sadness

"It hurts me every time..EVERY.SINGLE.TIME! I keep wondering why.. just why couldn't it be me? Why someone else? What do they have that I don't? Why can't you like me the way I like you! Not as a friend..something more! I've always been attracted to you since forever yet all you do is look at those girls the way I want you to look at me! Why Chris? Just why?" She asks hopelessly as she harshly blinks away the tears that threatened to fall, her attempts unsuccessful

"Hermosa- -Please stop crying- -" Chris says as he wipes a tear from her cheek

"Sorry- -I'm sorry...Just forget any of this happened! I'm just acting..I'm not myself..Sorry..." She says as she tries to walk away, but Chris grabs her wrist pulling her towards him

"Chris what- -" She begins her words cut off as Chris crashed his lips onto hers.

The kiss was soft, quick yet passionate. She blushed, as she kissed back.. The feeling of his lips against hers felt so right. Like it was meant to be.

"I...I like you that way too Hermosa.." He says as he pulls away..his gaze elsewhere.

"Really Papi?" She asks innocently as her eyes gleamed with a new emotion

"Si..." Chris replies as he looks at her

"Let's get out of here and go somewhere comfortable and private.." She says as she grabs his arm as she drags him out.

As they both walked towards the exit,  The boys saw the two and stared at them in surprise.

"Wait...She confessed??" Zabdiel asks surprised

"My ship is sailing!!! Yayyyy!!!" Erick comments as he smiles brightly

"I don't want to be an UNCLE yet!! Richard slurs as he continues to sob about something

"Erick....You promised me popcorn! Where's my popcorn?" Joel asks pouting sadly, obviously drunk.

                                               ' ' '

Christopher opens the door of their place allowing her in. She gives him a lopsided smile as she walked (more like stumbled inside). He helped her towards Zabdiel's room as that's where she always slept.

"Now sit here okay? I'll be back." Chris assures her as he walks towards his room, cleaning himself up and changing into something comfortable.

He walked back into Zabdiel's room to check on (Y/N)..She walked out of the bathroom, in a bathrobe hanged messily onto her body...

"Oh my! (Y/N)!! Ahhh!! I'm sorry!" Chris stutters as his face turns red as he shielded his eyes with his hands.

He had seen countless amount of girls fully exposed in front of him..Yet here he was blushing like a tomato seeing her half exposed chest.

(Y/N) wrapped the bathrobe around her tighter as she looks at him equally embarrassed.

"I thought- - I-- I mean- - You'd wan- -t a- -sh- -ir- t..." Chris stutters, his eyes still shut

"Thanks..." She replies as she grabs the shirt and the shorts he'd handed her

                                                       ' ' '

Chris had made her bed for her, arranging everything she needed before she slept.

"Chris..." A voice speaks as Chris turns around

There she stood next to the bathroom door as she had messily changed into the clothes Chris had handed her. He walked over towards her as he helped her re adjust her clothes.

"Thanks..." She mumbles as she looks at him

Chris nodded as he helped her towards the bed..She stops him in between and he looks at her

"Hermosa..is there a problem?" He asks nervously

She speaks nothing but merely kisses him..He melts into the kiss and she interlocking her arms around his neck as soon as he bit her lower lip as she let out a soft whimper..He smoothly slid in his tongue as he savored every inch of her as her hands trailed into his hair, his arms wrapping around her waist.

They pulled away when air was a necessity..Christopher immediately feeling guilty..He knew she was too drunk to decipher what she was doing and was sure she didn't like him the way he did.She tugged onto his shirt as she slowly looked at Christopher..

"No! No absolutely not Hermosa.." He says as he slowly pushes her away from him

"Why? Don't you love me?" She asks as he sighs

"No hermosa, estas absolutamente borracha. No podía aprovecharme de ti." He replies as he looks at her

"I understand..But tomorrow we mustn't wake up thinking all of this was a huge joke..okay?" She says as pecks his lips one more time  

"We'll..we'll see..Just take some rest for now..." He says as she lays down on the bed

She hums in response as Christopher wraps the blanket around her. As he stood up to leave, she holds his arm

"no me dejas, duerme conmigo.." She says as she looks at him lovingly

"no, no puedo..." He says as he looks away

"Please...Don't leave..Just one night." She says

"No..I.." He begins

"I usually cuddle onto something.." She blurts out interrupting him

"I'll.. I'll get you something to.."

"Oh Chris..Siempre soñé con dias que puedo tenerte a mi lado y dormir contigo. "

"Hermosa... I'm not.."

"Please?"

Chris sighed as he takes a spot next to her in the bed..(Y/N) scoots closer towards Chris as she wraps her arms around his clothed torso..

Christopher felt the entire scenario was wrong.. He's going to wake up into reality and the girl he liked would probably not even feel the same about her..

"Te amo Chris..." She murmurs as she softly closes her eyes, smiling softly

Christopher felt his heart swell up with an emotion he didn't know he was capable of possessing..

Oh how he wished how all of her words were true..He wished the kiss was true and honest..not just a drunk mistake..and despite how wrong it was to sleep next to her..he knew he'd never be capable of telling her how he felt face to face..So one night of all this wasn't going to hurt anyone..

                                                     ' ' '

(Y/N) woke up, her hands wrapped onto something...rather someone. The feeling was absolutely beautiful..It wasn't Zabdiel for sure because she wouldn't be able to feel his chest completely considering how tall he was..she liked the warmth the person possessed..Her eyes opened slowly as her gaze fell upon on a perfect mess of brown shabby hair...

Her eyes widened as she say a full clothed sleeping Christopher Velez in front of her. She sat up quickly in surprise as she merely blinked at him.

"Oh my god!" (Y/N) shouts a bit too loud causing Christopher to wake up

He looks at her, his eyes widened as he sat up on the bed quickly away from her..

She spoke nothing but merely stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom..allowing herself to fully freak out peacefully whilst the tap water ran loudly.

What was she doing sleeping with Christopher? What had happened last night? Did she do something stupid?

Probably Chris was extremely tired and found a empty spot next to her and laid down and slept. Nothing was awkward right? Big deal!

She came outside with a terrible headache...Of course..She had been terribly drunk last night..She groaned and sat on the bed in pain..

"Here...take these.." Chris says as he hands her over a glass of water and a tablet of Aspirin.

(Y/N) looked at Christopher as she shoots him a grateful smile as she takes the tablet and gulps it down with the glass of water, Christopher leaving the room.

                                                    ' ' '

(Y/N) walked downstairs, heading off to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. Her headache had worn off quickly. She grabbed a bowl and tried to reach for the cereal box in the cabinet from above her, successfully being unsuccessful. Zabdiel walked over, opened the cabinet and took down the cereal box handing it over to her.

"I almost had it Z..." She says as her cheeks puff up in annoyance

"That's why you were jumping up and down for five minutes straight.."

"Zab...You could have let me try at least.."

"Mi Amol..Come on.. Let's eat already.." Zabdiel says as he grabs a carton of milk from the fridge

They sat down together and began eating as they begin talking about random stuffs.

Erick entered the room with a wide smile on his face..as he sent a knowing smirk to (Y/N). Joel followed suite, Christopher trailing behind him as they came and sat on their table.

(Y/N) raised an eyebrow at a now smirking Erick and a widely smiling Joel..Christopher had taken his breakfast and settled on the couch, to avoid conversations.

Richard walked in as he grabbed his breakfast and settled next to Christopher, after sending her a smirk.

Why was everyone smirking at her? Did something happen last night?

After breakfast, Zabdiel told her he wanted to talk to her. They both walked into Zabdiel's room as he locked the door..

"Why is everyone acting so strange Zab? Did something happen last night?" She asks genuinely confused

"I'm supposed to be asking you that mi Amol..." He replies

"I don't remember..Could you tell me how drunk was I last night?"

"Probably the most drunk I've seen you..." He states

"Why do I have a feeling that I've done something stupid?" Y/N asks to no one in particular

"You tell me mi Amol..." Zabdiel says as he stretches a bit

"I need time Zab...Give me a minute.."

Y/N tries to remember whatever had happened last night..and within a few minutes..Every single memory hits her like a wave...

"Oh my...I SOUNDED LIKE AN ABSOLUTE IDIOT!! I NEED TO APOLOGIZE TO CHRIS! HE THOUGHT I DIDN'T - - OH MY ZABDIEL! I MESSED UP!! I'M AN IDIOT! WHAT DO I DO?!?" She asks

"Go and talk to him (Y/N/N)...stop panicking and tell him how you really feel.."

"NO ABSOLUTELY NOT! I CAN'T! HE DOESN'T - - "

"Okay...Live in regret that you never told him how you felt because you were a scared chicken.." Zabdiel says interrupting her

"ZABDIEL DE JESUS! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY BEST FRIEND? AND BEST FRIENDS HELP ONE ANOTHER AT THE HOUR OF NEED! I NEED YOUR ADVICE RIGHT NOW! I'M IN A CRISIS!" She yells in frustration

"I'm giving you advice and you are literally not accepting them...I am trying to help you but you are just panicking.." Zabdiel says as he rolls his eyes

"I MEANT PRACTICAL SOLUTIONS!" She yells back

"It did seem pretty practical last night huh (y/n/n)?" He asks

"OH MY GOD!! I'M GOING TO- -" She begins

"Stop panicking mi amol...Just tell him how you truly feel..things will eventually turn out good.." He says interrupting her

"But what if he doesn't like me...?"

"Trust me...you won't be disappointed.."  Zabdiel reassures her

                                           ' ' '

"Christopher...Could I talk to you for a second?"  Y/N asks as she enters the music room in their place, Christopher and Joel sitting and discussing something "I mean..that's if you're not too busy.." She adds on nervously as she looks at Joel and Christopher

Christopher looks at Joel as he nods quickly letting Christopher off..

The both of them walk towards the pool side of the lads' place. The both of them awkwardly stood there staring at the now interesting pool.

"You-- -you said you wanted to talk.." Chris says as he breaks the silence

"Yes...Look...I owe you a huge apology.. what I did yesterday night was absolutely stupid.. I'm sorry..I shouldn't have forced you into anything.." she says nervously, sighing softly

"It's okay Y/N...You were drunk..Hope things aren't going to change between us.." Chris says as he forces a small smile despite the fact that his heart was aching in pain as he turns around walking away

"Chris WAIT!" She says a bit too loud

"Huh? Everything fine?" He asks turning around

"I have..I have something..to tell you!" She says as she looks at him

"What?" He asks her

"This...This..Whatever I said yesterday...they weren't completely wrong..well at least most of it..I really do like you more than a friend..I always have..You were always my favorite member..not Erick. I've liked every single little thing about you and..I don't know.."

"If you did like me why did you date Andrew?"

"The reason I dated Andrew wasn't because I knew you wouldn't feel the same about me..And I had to get over my petty feelings...But Christopher listen..I absolutely understand if you don't feel the same about me! It's absolutely okay! I just had to tell you this...I hope we can still stay friends.." Y/N rambles as she tries to walk away.

"So I don't get to speak?" Chris asks her

"Christopher...I really don't want to hear you let me down..I spoke what I felt honestly.." She replies

"Who said I was going to let you down? Besides I like you that way too Hermosa.."

"It's fine Chris..You don't need to convince me..I can handle rejection you know? Don't force yourself to feel that way.."

"But I do... You're the only girl I honestly feel something for..All those things had special meanings attached to it when I did them to you..and last night I just wished..the kisses and everything you said about liking me were true.."

"So does that mean..." Y/N begins as Christopher shuts her up with a quick kiss.

"You're my girlfriend!" Chris winks at her as she rolls her eyes and kisses him...

                                           ~ ~ ~

She was overjoyed and was satisfied with her relationship with Chris.

His flirty self always caught her blushing..his cringy pickup lines..his overall charm all captivated her and she enjoyed her time with him..

But somewhere deep down inside she knew that Christopher wasn't a settle-on-a-girl sorta guy..He was more of a on-the-go sorta guy..So she was scared..Scared that she wasn't good enough to make him stay..So somewhere deep down inside she knew it wasn't practical to expect or rather wish for such a sort of relationship with Chris...

Chris had come home at midnight as he walked into her place..He was tipsy but yet somehow managed to control himself..

Y/N let him in angrily as she closed the door behind him.

"We need to talk Chris.." She begins

"Talk... I'll listen.." Chris says

"A conversation is two sided...I need your involvement in here too.."

"Okay...What's the matter?" He asks as he rolls his eyes

"Why do you have a lipstick stain on your cheek?!?" She asks, her eyes widening

"Some girl kissed me..."

"And you kissed her back?!"

"It was just a kiss...nothing more.. You're acting like I hooked up with someone or something..."

"Everything isn't a joke VELÈZ! Try to be a bit serious at times! You walk in at midnight, have a lipstick stain on your cheek and you ask me what's my problem?!? You practically glare of ANY guy that approaches me and get jealous in an unhealthy manner!"

"You're just being dramatic right now (Y/N)..." Chris remarks as he rolls his eyes "They're just random strangers.."

"So it's fine if you can go around kissing random strangers but you have a problem if I approach a guy.."

"There's a difference..in that... It's not like that!"

"Then tell me what's it like?!?"

"Stop acting like the annoying bXtch you are!"

"HOW DARE- - YOU know what... Let's end this right here right now!"

"Are you fXckin serious??"

"Yes! This isn't going anywhere!"

"What?!"

"This entire thing was a mistake...It was something petty! A petty fling! You aren't capable of loving someone apart from yourself Christopher! You are just so damn selfish!"

"Don't give me that tone!" He yells

"You know that it's true...You can't survive without your usual hookups and your one night stands now can you?" She taunts him

"No...I can't! Happy? Satisfied? You know what...I don't even like you..All of it was just a stupid joke..You are just an unwanted prick and a clingy little thing...I could never commit to you..I never felt anything romantic for you and the worst thing is that I felt something stronger to my previous hookups than I've ever felt for you.." Chris shouts as he glared at her

She paused for a second before she regained her posture

"Well since we both don't feel anything towards each other it would be better if we stopped this...thing between us..whatever you'd like to call it..." She says as she looks at him sternly

"Glad that you realized it this soon.." he says as he heads towards the door

"Glad we're in an agreement Velèz.." She says as she slams the door shut, her eyes gleaming with grief and pain.

                                                   ~ ~ ~

Is it wrong that I still wonder where you are?

Is it wrong that I still don't know my heart.

Christopher didn't cry...no absolutely not..He was used to this..He was used to having girlfriends for a week.. a month..or maybe two. But after (Y/N) had left him...He felt lost in a way..He felt a sort of emptiness

He tried sleeping with other girls..trying to ease off this unexplained pain he was undergoing..but nothing could ease the pain...

He found his thoughts drifting off..all of them all over and over about her...

From simple baking to anything she liked..very little thing reminded him about her..

She obviously would have moved on.. Why wouldn't she? She's got the looks. Why does he care? The both of you had broken off..And like he said you meant nothing to him...

Everything around him seemed less brighter with her by his side..What was he even feeling? Was this normal? Normal to feel like this?

He was definitely not himself.The liveliness in him was still alive..but it was evidently missing something..at least that's what his heart told him..

                                           ~ ~ ~

Are you all dressed up but with no where to go?

Are your tears falling down when the lights are low?

Another Friday night tryna put on a show

Do you hate the weekend cause nobody's calling?

Christopher sat on his bed as he checked his phone for the 27th time at the same minute. He scrolled through their chats again and again..as if it provided him an odd source of relief.

He looked at it anxiously..as if somehow expecting her to miraculously text him when he was the one who messed the entire relationship up...

He put down the facade when he was alone...mostly when the guys were sound asleep or had gone out for any occasion...He'd cry as hard as he wanted..the pain returning and striking harder every time a tear slipped down his cheek...

The space and loneliness was evident..almost suffocating.

                                                  ~ ~ ~

I've still got so much love hidden beneath this skin

So darling put a little love on me

Put a little love on me

He felt something..something weird for her...Something he hadn't felt with any girl he had met. Whatever he felt hadn't died...It was still there. He realized a sort of unpleasant, stinging pain every time he thought about letting her go.

He was hurt...More than he could admit..But somehow only more love and attachment filled his shattered heart..The love in his heart was never put outside...It was hidden. Even when he was with her, it was hidden.

He didn't want himself to get hurt..he knew he'd be taken advantage of.. that's why he never tried to love anyone romantically..He was scared..Scared that if he showed them how vulnerable he was... they'd use it against him.. That's why he stayed passive and inexpressive..He was scared she'd leave him for someone better.

                                                      ~ ~ ~

When the lights come up and there's no shadows dancing

I look around as my heart is collapsing

You're the only one I need

So put a little love on me

Everyone around him was happy.. Everyone at the pubs, concerts, parks, restaurants and streets had their special someone...everyone apart from him..Instead of being angry.. he felt lonely..upset...

He could have been there..enjoying the same..if he wouldn't have let the only one girl he felt something for...not for his fame or how great he was at bed..but just because of what he was inside out.. Overlooking his flaws and loving him for who he was not what other people and the media said he was..

The heaviness in his heart increased, when he realized she was gone...He felt as if his heart was almost collapsing slowly shattering into small tiny yet irreparable pieces...

They pretended to move..at least he did.but deep down inside..somewhere he knew she was the only one he needed right now...

                                                    X- X- X

[uhselena]

Les’ talk about it:

The anonworld thrived during an era where Tumblr itself was thriving. 2012 to 2015 (possibly even late 2011, making it like any other institution of four years). Who were we? Adolescences at best. Ranging from high school to higher education. So let’s say the average anon was 16 to 26 years old. This formating worked because we were all confused millennials with out-of-the ordinary mental disorders that lead us to the gateway of having the ability to give advice to those that were going through a difficult time. Wow, we actually had a job? Statistically proven, it is easier to share your problems with a stranger whether it is unbiased feedback, or it is someone who doesn’t have the capacity to judge you at full length. We took up a face of a celebrity to stay anonymous so people feel more free to express their distress from their personal lives. Were we professional psychiatrists? Hell no. But we sure as hell acted like it. Finding a common interest between us formed a society, and sadly more often than not that common ground was our personalized instability. Of course in every society comes a hierarchy.

We had the elites. The anons that everyone knew by their username as well as their actual first names. Talk about fimilarity. These were usually anons that created themes, and helped format the anonworld to become its best version it could have been. Then the second in command that were known because of their association to the elites. If you were in with them, you were in with majority of the anonworld. Hello yeah, I was one of them. I was controversial as hell, but the way I gave advice to those that asked for it was grade A, and that’s what helped me rise to popularity. During this time, a lot of the anons forgot why we started this community in the first place. They did their bit to post hotlines (suicide prevention, sexual abuse, emotional distress, etc.) on their blogs, but that’s as far as they commited. Only little of us stayed up throughout the night to calm a person down because they were contemplating to self harm or to end it all. Little of us actually published our expertise on what to do when you think a significant other is cheating on you, your parental figures not knowing your sexual orientation, the failing grade, the losing of your virginity, social constructs that bind us to ideologies that we never wanted to be bound to. This was a 911 operator job, or so it was.

And while we, for some reason got exhausted by the fake messages we recieved to get help (usually trolls), or figured that there was no reason to post advice because about 105+ other anons did it for us, we found comfort in ourselves to start relationships between us. Talk about Catfish central. Tinder? Hell na, it was ALL about Anonworld. I remember I got catfished once by another popular anon, and it was crazy. It wasn’t your Thanksgiving family dinner on here, it was Thanksgiving, Christmas and an Easter family reunion. But I also formed the best friendships on here that to this day I still keep in contact with. But we never talk about the anonworld. Yeah we mention it from time to time but it’s sort of a taboo now. A stigma surrounded by our cringy angst teenage years. So, why’d it all crash and burn?

Maturity at best? As we grew, we realized mental disabilities were too serious for us to even phantom an explanation of why someone feels a certain way. For ourselves, we no longer had the option to hide online as we became adults, and needed to find help and a supportive system in the real world. We grew up. Needed to get jobs, start a family (Like holy shit, I’m married!!!!), continue our education. Things were changing on Tumblr too, like any social media it goes through fluctuations of audience. But, why did the generation after us not succeed to rebuild what we worked so hard on?

No guidance? How do you rebuild something that was destroyed after the greatest succession? That’s like asking to rebuild the Ottoman Empire with a teaspoon. But every revision has another edition. The new generation failed because they believed following in our footsteps of just recreating emotionless relationships and fake friendships through gifs of celebrities were enough to keep the movement going. The new generation tried to revive the dead horse that’s been kicked too many times instead of investing it’s time on a new “horse”. This community was so broad, with so many possibilites. But creating new possibilites takes extreme effort, effort that sometimes we ourselves have never experienced. And nobody really wants to take that responsibility because there’s always the risk of failing.

Is this the end? Like the end END? I encourage you guys to push your limits to try something new. I come back on this tag every so often, and all I see is “I’m bored, someone talk to me!” Why? Why are you so important to form a conversation with? “Is there anyone even on here?” Make a reason for us to come back. And if not the OG cast, make a reason for new people to join the community.

Thank you guys for taking the time to read this. I still have a slither of hope in my heart that this isn’t the end. But I’ve been holding out for a long time. Rest in power Adam Evan, and everyone that has lost their lives through this community or were once a part of it. You’re always with us. 💝

[kiategoddess]

How could i be so bias in my belief. Wanting this man all to myself neglecting the title i unwantley still owned. Things like this doesnt come easily. Nor did it fall under the part of a new begining. Was i wrong in the way my mind wonder. As they days went on i found myself getting more attached with my mind rather than my heart. I couldnt explain the overwhelming feeling every moment spent in the prescense of this familiar face. I wanted him and not just a moment in time. Part of me accepted this journey to cleanse out all negativity in my life. I lost my scense of love and i wanted it no more of it. It all came unexspectantly, two fimilar faces yet time had made us strangers

It all start on a Warm December night, and finally after almost 8 years and time well lost we were together. His arms gripped my waist as if it was the last time i would feel his embrace. Yet it was so perfect and gentle. My arms curled around his neck like an andaconda killing its prey and in that very moment Eight silent years past and there we was in the middle of a night street embracing each other under a dim curb light. In this moment i wasnt aware how drastic my life would change.

We spent hour just conversating about sweet nothings, going back to the past and sharing childhood stories. He was my bestfriend, and i was his. As we shared stories catching each other uwp on the time past are laughters filled the room suffocating each other with our words.

I couldnt help but.............but to be filled with pure happiness ....::....

[citrusimsx]

after a lot convincing, holden eventually talked rhyan into ditching the bar scene to do literally anything else than stand around and watch the sad scene at the rattlesnake unfold. she’d been unsure, an excuse immediately leaving her lips as to why she couldn’t, but of course he’d pointed out that it didn’t seem like she had anything better to do and he wasn’t wrong -- not that she’d admit that out loud though.

they walked to the park, casual small talk passing between them for awhile, before they started to share things about themselves that most wouldn’t reveal to a stranger they’d just met. it was odd, but there was a comfortable fimilarity with this man that rhyan hadn’t felt before. she didn’t even know his name, but yet felt like she could divulge little details about her past that she wouldn’t otherwise talk about. 

minutes turned into hours as they talked and joked around, not paying attention to the warm sunrise setting in the distance.

holden: “thanks for making my night suck a little less.” rhyan: “thanks for not bringing me out here to kill me, i really apperciate that.” holden: “you wanna grab breakfast or something? my stomach is about to eat me alive.”

rhyan shook her head, her eyes drifting to the morning sun on the horizon.

rhyan: “can’t. i gotta be at work soon. i’ll see ya around though.” holden: “will you at least tell me your name?” rhyan: “nope.”

she slid gracefully off the picnic table and gave him a wave goodbye and a tiny salute before turning her back to him and heading straight for home.

[ultragrief]

everyday i drive to the store and think about how i can’t live with this pain. how the grief has driven me to the point of no return and i will never be able to recover. i’m unsaveable and it’s too late for me. but i park my car and go inside anyways. “im going to die, im going to die right here” i keep repeating and walk to the bedding isle. a woman next to me smiles and laughs, “i hate shopping” and i laugh too. “same.” i replied with my own endangered smile, this stranger somehow unearthed. and we both share a moment of fimilarity. a stranger comfort. i do not know her yet i felt she has saved me. we say goodbye and i go to the next isle. i forgot what i was doing here.

[jacquelinemulvaney]

Theme for screen, page, wall.

3.3.20

Wither you have been away for a day, a holiday, or longer, that phase ‘ there’s no place like home’ or ‘ it’s nice to go away, but even nicer to come home,’ never applies more than when you have been away from your home town. The fimilar streets, houses, smells just gives you that sense of belonging that you can not get anywhere else but your home town and that is why ‘ I Love this Town’ is the title of my book.

I will become a tourist, looking with new eyes, it is all too easy when you see things everyday not to actually see! The more you look, the less you see. To overcome this when I go out shooting, I will act like this is the first time I have seen the town and try to see things as if it were the first time. I will look with a strangers eyes , clear my mind and try to see South Norwood in a new light, I want to see details that I’ve not seen before and experience it in a new way. I will challenge myself to look beyond the obvious and look at the impact of the shifting of time.

[flowerpower303-blog]

You see this heart

You see its beauty

But can you see the pain

There's no hurt this heart hasn't felt

For your eyes can only see the beauty

But can you see the pain

The welts

The bruises

The scars

Can you see any of them at all

You see

All you felt is the heart

You've never seen my soul

Like You've never felt it whole

You see the heart was whole

Until you corrupted its so

Like it was nothing

But the end of the bowl

Wish we could go back

Back to when things were simpler

When you seemed fimilar

You see now your just a stranger

With a life i no nothing of

But i still dream about you often

And wish you the best of luck❤