#for shits and giggles and to make darren :////

[vacantgodling]

1 , 7, 14, 30 for your choice of oc(s)?

thank you! gonna do these for dare bear

1. does your oc have any motifs?

hmm. i don’t think he really has many? but if i were to pick some it’d be weed (just bc not only is it something he smokes often but the connotation around it is his vibe; chill out, relax, use it to escape stress ha Ha) and his fangs. they’re pretty on the nose tho so make of that what you will;;

7. what is the thing your oc likes the most about themselves?

this is kind of a funny question bc darren doesn’t think of himself or his own attributes that often lmao. but probably his overall attitude (ie: is very chill but doesn’t take shit) and his emotional intelligence :) which is something he didn’t realize he should appreciate until all the bs started happening and he realized just how rare it is to have some type of emotional competency 😭

14. an embarrassing secret about your OC?

didn’t realize a person he had a crush on all throughout high school was in a committed relationship and asked them out in front of their partner at prom. it was super fucking oof.

30. does your OC wish to be married someday?

it’s something where he understands the sentiment of it and the legal reasons behind it, but it’s not something super important to him. for a long time before he met gabe he didn’t think he’d even find anyone to be involved with in that way in general. after the two of them meet and get together it’s more like eh, well, i’m content to hang out with this guy for the rest of my life but that doesn’t mean we have to let the government know about it lol. so he’s not really for it or against it? it’s just not gonna make or break his relationship yknow

[pocket-watcher]

Think u could make anything centered around mushrooms that have hypnotic bioluminescence?

Anon, let me give it a shot! :)

“Darren, I think this is it!” Eve yelled back, pointing at the cave.

“Really? Because you thought the last two caves we walked past were it too.” He shook his head, trying to decipher the map in low light.

“I’m serious! Look!” She said, kneeling down.

Eve felt along the floor, pointing out a faint blue glow, as if an animal had dragged something out of this cave.

The mushrooms.

“Well, shit, Eve.” Darren said with excitement, as Eve bobbed on her toes eagerly.

She grabbed his hand.

“Come on!”

And the two headed deeper…

The cave was dark. So dark Darren kept tripping over his own feet as he watched the map more than he did the floor.

“Slow down, Eve. We don’t wanna get separated.”

She giggled. “Speak for yourself, when they put this discovery in the news it’ll be my name first!”

She picked up pace.

“Come on!” She cheered. “I see glowing up ahead!”

By the time he’d looked up from the map she was gone.

“Hey! Wait up!” He ran to join her.

Eve stood staring in awe as Darren approached her, unable to see her face.

He pulled out a notebook and began writing.

“It’s cool, right?” He said, not looking up. “Crazy that these are found so deep in the tunnel. Usually they’re above ground, glowing to attract little insects to spread their spores…”

Eve did not respond.

He cleared his throat and spoke again. “Plus, unlike most species, these don’t change their glow with temperature!” He paused. “Are you even listening to me?”

He put himself between Eve and the mushrooms, only to find her eyes glowing. Her posture slack. Her mouth hanging open slightly.

“Uh… Eve…?” He waved a hand in front of her face. No reaction. He poked her in the side, the normally ticklish woman not moving an inch.

He turned to see what she was staring at.

The floor of the cave, the walls, hell, somehow even the ceiling was covered in them. Glowing, pulsing light.

Darren let his notebook slip from his fingers.

“I…” he found himself unable to speak. The glow captivated him. It was so beautiful he couldn’t look away.

Eve and him stood side by side, still, watching. They’d dedicated so much time to tracking down this new species. What was a couple more hours?

It held them there. Ensnared. They unknowing breathed in the spores, burying deep into their brain.

Darren knew what their new purpose was. They had to tell people. Show people. They had to spread the word.

After all, what’s a scientific discovery if you can’t share it with the world?

[harmslength]

(Mostly) NSFW Headcanons Part III

Disclaimer: Slight spoilers so be warned. Just covering movies I have seen or characters I know enough about to judge. This is just for funsies, just my own personal opinions, so it’s totally okay if you disagree. Fully aware how much of an ass I’m being. Horny hater at my core.

Disco Pigs (2001) | Enda Walsh, Kirsten Sheridan - Darren

• starting out strong with THE freak of freaks

• not to state the obvious but.. possessive, dominating, jealous asf but also loyal asf

• Incel ass behavior, would definitely have a Reddit account, frequent user of 4chan.

• would jerk off to hentai titties if he could

• would probably ask you to do the ahegao face during sex…

On the Edge (2001) | John Carney - Jonathan Breech

• as much as he would hate to admit it.. hopeless romantic. Super devoted but would have an annoying tendency to flirt with other girls to see if you’d get jealous.

• honestly.. great first bf to have. Would absolutely destroy your perception of what love should be.. but hey isn’t that first loves?

• heavy breathing and moaning in your ear. Loves to give hickeys.

Sunburn (1999) | Nelson Hume - Davin McDerby

• oh davin… dead beat baby daddy fr.. loved his character arc regardless tho

• ngl probably absolute shit in bed. He screams premature ejaculator..

• has a porn addiction, but would hide it from you

• would pick up edging and would talk about your sex life very openly with “the boys”

• loves sending nudes and nut vids if he had the chance

Intermission (2003) | John Crowley - John

• he has no qualms about saying it: you’re a whore 😌

• probably feels the need to be in charge and take control but really.. you’d be the one calling the shots mostly

• definitely the type to make stupid jokes during sex

• whiny, would definitely triple text if you didn’t respond fast enough

• still a cutie ofc

• jealousy is his middle name

Girl with the Pearl Earring (2003) | Peter Webber - Pieter

• breeding kink but not in the fun way. Breeding kink in the way where he would wanna fuck like rabbits and procreate like rabbits.

• would want you to have like 6 of his kids is what I’m saying

• acts like he’s touch starved half the time, really handsy, likes to tease and leave kisses all over you

• knows how to handle his meat

At Deaths Door (1999) | Conor Morrissey - Young Reaper

• this one is just for shits and giggles

• it’s giving virgin, inexperienced but passionate

• shy asf, again you’d probably have to make the first move

[animelosers]

Hello how are you? I am inlove with your work and how much effort you put into it!! Keep it up its fantastic!<3 I have a request: HEADCANON nsb flirting with the significant other? You dont have but it would be amazing. I understand if you dont have time or so<33 Have a great dayyyy

I AM SORRY FOR NOT DOING SUBMISSIONS I HAVE BEEN BUSY WITH WORK, DANCE, AND PERSONAL THINGS!!!!!

again, if they have a girlfriend I don't feel comfortable writing them.

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Oliver:

He would be the type of boyfriend who would be settle but aggressive?

If you are sitting down he would gently whisper into your ear how he is so attracted to you.

His hands would go on the table or desk you are sitting at as you look up at him he will maintain contact.

If you get flustered easily you probably won't look at him which will make him either kiss your neck or forehead.

But if you look at him expect kisses or a make out.

I feel like he will consider it as flirting.

Justin:

Stupid pickup lines but cute enough to make you giggle.

While having conversation he would probable lean into you as you talk hoping you kiss him or caress his cheek.

If you kiss him, he would expect many pecks afterwards as you talk.

If you caress his cheek, he is leaning into your hand while maintaining STRONG eye contact while kissing you wrist.

Baby just wants touch to be honest.

Plus: (If you flirt back he will fold)

Kane:

Words? Compliments? Pet names?

All of the above.

He is such a giving words of affirmation guy.

If he tells you words of affirmation, he is flirting but he does it so much you can't even realize it is suppose be flirting.

Again, words of affirmation is his flirting.

Regie:

Eye contact.

Checking you out.

Light hand on thigh touches.

Do I even have to explain?

This man will be with you at a party and have his eyes on you the WHOLE night.

Darren:

"Oh I'm just kidding.. unless"

AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO SEES THIS?

Even when dating he will pull that shit, you would have to be the one to say what he recs at this point.

"Lets make out.. Oh I'm just kidding.. Unless.."

You just kiss him.

[musiclover61]

Little Witch. Pt1

Fandom: Supernatural

Summary: You and your fiancée were about to have people over but you got a knock on your front door then attacked and kidnapped, but you got saved by these two guys

Paring: Sam winchester x witch!reader

Warnings: Cussing, mentions of weapons (guns and knifes), describing wounds (gashes, cuts and bruises), mentions of blood, yn is used, let me know if I missed something :)

A/N: so in this one there kinda isn't really Sam x reader but in the next one there is I pinky promise:)

Proofread!!

Part 2 is up!!

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'Shit, shit, shit,' I thought as I ran through the woods trying to lead a demon to its death, thankfully I was a fast runner.

Just a few hours before, I'd say 10 hours before I had no idea that demons, ghost, angles, weird spider things, I had no idea that any of that was a thing until my soon to be husband was killed by the demon that's chasing me.

10 hours before:

"Hey" Luke said coming up behind me and hugging my waist "what is my pretty girl doing?" He asked kissing my cheek

"I'm cooking up an awesome dinner" I giggled leaning into him "I invited over one of your friends by the way, Darren was his name I think" I said his friends name and he smiled

"Oh, Y/N/N, how kind of you" Luke smiled kissing down my neck as I giggled putting down the knife I had been holding to turn and wrap my arms around his neck.

"I can't wait for us to get married" I smiled making his smile bigger

"I can't wait either" Luke says kissing me, a nice, passionate kiss and before anything else there was a knock on the door making him groan

"I'll get it" I smiled and gave him one last peck before walking to the door opening it.

When I opened the door I seen the mail man standing there "hi" I smiled "what can I do for you?" I asked

"It's more of your husband" the mailman said his eyes going pitch black before lungging at me pushing me to the ground

"Ah!" I yelled as I fell, my head hitting the ground hard. The guy fell on top of me, his eyes still black

"Y/N/N!" Luke yelled running to me but before he could the mailman lungged at him. Two more guys came in the house one went passed me and the other one picked me up

And then everything went black.

When I woke up I was tied to a chair. Blood covered my shirt and my neck. My vision was blurry when I looked around I see my fiancée strug on the ceiling, chains keeping him up, he was pale and had cuts all over his body "Luke!" I yelled trying to get out of the chair, he looked up at me his eyes were tired, but his teeth something was wrong with his teeth, they looked... sharp and there were... rows of them, three rows of sharp teeth, but before I could say anyting his eye darted behind me before a look of fear crossed his face I looked behind me to see a tall bald man walking over to Luke a large hunting knife in his hands, when he got close enough he swang his arm back before cutting Luke's head off making me let out a loud scream, tears following as the man looked at me

"Shut up or you'll be next" he spat before going out of my view

I looked at my fiancée's dead body his hands still being chained to the ceiling as his head had rolled a few inches away from him, his body going limp and more tears came pouring out of my eyes. The man must have heard me since he grabbed me by my hair and pushed my head back putting a knife to my neck

"I said shut up!" he spat but before he could say or do more there were sounds of a door getting kicked in.

although I couldn't see what was happening, I knew the blad guy was fight two people. Next thing I know my chair was turned around and a knife was to my neck. Two men were standing infront of me, one was tall, had brown hair and green eyes, he had more of a broad frame, he was wearing a light brown jacket that was puffy but on him didn't look it, he had a dark t-shirt under that and jeans on with boots, as the other guy was shorter then the man he is standing next to but still tall, like the other guy he had brown hair and green eyes, he had a real dark brown jacket and was also wearing a dark shirt under it, he had jeans and boots on as well, the shorter guy's hair was more spiked up while the other guys hair was more puffy and a little flat on the top and kinda in his face from I'm guessing the fight

"Put down your guns or I slice her neck open" the blad guy said as he held me tigher

They looked at blad guy before lower their guns dropping them on the ground and kicking them away from them "Ma'am what's your name" The taller one asked looking between me and the guy that had me

"Y/N" I stuttered out tears filling my eyes "please I don't want to die" I choked out a few tears spilling.

"Shut up." The bald guy spat holding the knife closer to my neck.

I let out a whimper as the two guys looked at the bald guy. "Let her go" The shorter one said.

His voice was deep. Kinda like batman but less sandpaper sounding.

"She has nothing to do with this" He added "she's done nothing wrong" he said and took a step closer.

The man put the knife closer to my neck, the feeling of it digging in my skin was unpleasant and the pain only grew.

"you know this guy that I'm possessing has some real interesting thoughts about this girl" He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back "to him she's just another play thing" he chucked.

The shorter one moved to quick for me to even think because all of a sudden I heard a gun shot and the man had the knife away from me dropped on the ground somewhere.

The gun shot didn't even seem to faze him because he picked up the knife and pulled his arm back getting ready to stab me. I turned my head away getting myself ready to be stabbed.

I heard three more gun shots and loud thum. When I opened my eyes I seen the shorter guy on one of his knees his gun pointed behind me. The taller one quickly made his way over to me and untied the ropes.

"Hey, your okay now" he said softly "my name is Sam and that's my brother dean" He said then moved to my next arm, undoing the rope. His voice like his brother's was also deep but not as deep at Dean's. "you said your name was Y/N right?" Sam asked looking between me and the rope. I nodded looking at him "okay good nice to meet you" Sam said.

When he finished he looked down at my leg "looks like you got a pretty big gash there" Sam said. He seemed unfazed by it but when I looked down my head began spinning and I felt faint. I looked up quickly trying not to puke.

The 'gash' on my leg was a huge cut that started at my hip and went to my kee and it was about a finger nail wide

"Okay so I'm going to pick you up on three, okay?" Sam said looking at me. I gave him a nod and he nodded back "okay, one, two, three" he counted and like he said on three he picked me up, princess style. It was like I was a feather to him. Kinda hot. Stop! Your fiancée just die what is wrong with you! I put my arms around his neck for better support.

When we walked outside, the cool air hit me and I moved closer to into Sam. The only thing I was wearing was what I had been when I was taken, which was jeans that were now cut open and a white shirt that with a dark red long sleeve shirt over it.

We walked over to an impala. Dean opened the back door for Sam as he carefully put me in the car and shut the door then Sam and Dean got in the car, Dean was driving and Sam was in the passenger. After a few minutes of driving I had falling asleep, leaning against the window.

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I don't know how long we were driving for but I do know that we were stopped at a gas station.

"Sam we need to take her to a hospital" Dean said. The door to the driver side was open and Dean was pumping the gas "we can't take her back to the hotel" it was dark out and the only light was coming from a nearby lamp post.

"And what are we going to tell the people at the hospital, huh?" Sam asked "'hey this girl was cut up by a demon, help her?'" Sam said sarcastically

"Sam what do you want us to do" Dean asked and looked back at me. I closed my eyes and pretend to be asleep "we can't keep her like a dog" Dean said then looked back at Sam

"We can take her back to the hotel and then we can call Cas" Sam suggested

'Cas?' I thought 'who the hell names theirs kid Cas?'

"We didn't kill that demon, and they obviously wanted to keep her alive for something" Sam said "Cas can get her healed and then we can.... use her as bait" Sam said looking at Dean as if he just made that up on the spot

'Hold on demons?!' I thought 'if I'm demon bait they can take me back and I'll just die'

Dean was quite for a second he looked like he was thinking and when the gas stop he took it out of the car, put it up then got back in the car and looked back at me again then to Sam and let out a sigh "fine we'll go back to the hotel, call Cas, have her healed, and tell her about the supernatural and if she doesn't run off calling us crazy then we can use her has bait" Dean said "happy?" Dean asked starting the car

"Thank you" Sam sighed and looked at the road as Dean began to drive

'WHAT THE FUCK DID I JUST HEAR!' I thought 'AND WHO THE FUCK IS CAS!'

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A/N: this is my first work on tumblr so I hope it's good and it's kinda been awhile since I've seen Supernatural so if I got anything wrong let me know🤞

[y0urm4m]

No Time to die ch.3

Warnings: smoking, swearing, arranged marriage (it is consensual so don’t come for me!!), alcohol consumption, weapons, blood, arguing, possible smut, fighting.(This includes all parts!!)

Summary: What will happen when two strangers with awful backstories are forced into an arranged marriage but one is seeking revenge.

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A few days had passed since everything had happened with my dad and Darren. My dad ended up firing Darren which was utterly ridiculous and unnecessary as he hadn’t done anything wrong. Once I had found out about him being fired, me and my dad once again had a massive argument and I was sent to my room for the rest of the day. Like always.

it was currently the night before the wedding, I was sat in my room with Nick as I painted my nails a pearly colour. “What do you think about this colour?” I asked Nick, showing him my nails. “I love it, it will definitely go with the dress.” He replied, inspecting the nail polish bottle. “I’m glad and if you really like the colour I’ll see if I have some spare,” I offered smiling. “It is one of the only colours that I use.” I added, giggling. “Oh before I forget I brought an early wedding gift for tonight!” Nick exclaimed jumping up, he walked over to where his bag was grabbing something. “I got some more of wine we had the other night!” He grinned. “Oh gosh, well I will not be drinking as much as I had the other day.” I giggled.

— Once I had finished my nails, me and Nick grabbed a couple of wine glasses and brought them back up to my room. “Soo, have you spoken to Chris?” He asked, pouring a glass of wine for himself and I. “A little bit.” I said as nick passed me a glass. “Oh well, you’ll have all the time to speak to him tomorrow,” “That’s another thing, have you written any vows?” He added.

Shit I had completely forgotten about writing vows.

“I can tell by the look on your face that you forgot,” He giggled. “I can help if you want?” He offered, sitting up. “It’s fine but I’ll have to write some now.” I said, getting up and grabbing my notebook.

I sat for 5 minutes staring at the blank lined page, what was I supposed to say. I barely knew Chris.

“Just write from the heart, trust me it’ll work.” Nick said softly, sipping from his drink.

Me and Nick ended up scrapping the personal vows because my mind had gone completely blank, we ended up lying down to watch a film which also was scrapped as we ended up falling asleep.

— “Are you excited?” Nick asked from beside me. I nodded. “Time has gone so fast!” I replied, as the woman behind me styled my hair. “Is it okay to start doing your makeup?” Someone else asked. I nodded my head in response as they walked over with loads of makeup products. “I’ll be back once your make up and hair is done. Okay?” Nick said, patting my shoulder. “Okay that fine, I’ll see you then.” I smiled as he left the room.

My hair and makeup was finally done.

I decided to put the dress on once I had got to the venue so it wasn’t creased or potentially damaged.

“Nick I’m done.” I said, walking out the door. “Great, let’s head to the venue now as we’re still early.” He said, leading me towards a car.

“Your hair and makeup looks breathtaking by the way.” He grinned. “Thank you, I’m honestly scared I might ruin it if I’m not careful.” I giggled. “You won’t, don’t worry. We’re Almost there anyways.” He replied, looking out the car window.

— We eventually arrived and went straight to put the dress on. “Holy shit y/n you actually look amazing.” Nick said, as I showed him the finished look. I smiled, as a faint knock was heard. “Who’s that?” I whispered, looking towards the door. “I don’t know, one second I’ll check.” He whispered heading over towards the door.

After 5 minutes of Nick having a conversation with the person, he finally opened the door revealing my dad. His eyes widened as he looked at me. I smiled walking over to him. “Do I look okay?” I asked, looking at him. “You look wonderful, your mom would be proud.” He smiled, pulling me in for a hug. I felt my waterline fill as the words left my dad’s mouth. “No water works before the wedding, please.” Nick said which caused me and my dad to laugh as I pulled away from the hug.

“Everyone should be arriving and sat down soon so I suggest staying in here for now.” Nick said, looking down at his phone. “Yeah Matt, Chris and some of the others are actually already here, I saw them just before I came in here.” My dad replied, also looking down at his phone. “Right I’ll be back once everyone is sat down, I love you.” My dad said, leaving me and Nick in the room.

“Y’know, I actually really appreciate the fact that you wore my mom’s dress.” Nick smiled, sorting out his tie. “I’m glad I could wear it, it’s a beautiful dress,” I replied, smoothing out the sides. I looked up at the clock, surely everyone was sat down by now? “Nick, you should probably go after all you are one of Chris’ groomsmen.” I said, patting his shoulder. “Alright, I’ll tell your dad to come and get you, I’ll see you soon!” Nick replied, giving me a quick hug before leaving.

I sighed, looking at myself in the mirror, this was actually happening it wasn’t just a dream. “You can do this y/n.” I whispered to myself and with that someone was knocking on the door again. “Y/n, it’s me,” My dad said entering the room. “Everyone is settled down now, so are you ready?” He asked, walking Towards me. “I’m ready, before I forget let me get the bouquet.” I replied quickly grabbing the bouquet from next to me. “Okay let’s go.” I took a deep breath, as we left the room.

We began walking the corner, arm in arm. “I’m so proud of you.” My dad whispered.

It’s felt surreal the moment me and my dad made it to the start of the aisle. The decor that filled the venue was absolutely enchanting and made the ceremony feel as if it were a dream.

“Please rise.” The priest declared as I finally was in sight for the family, friends and guests. Everyone who was sitting arose from their seats turning to look at me and my dad :who was on my left, as we walked slowly down the aisle. I could see Nick grinning as I walker closer towards him and the others but that’s when Chris caught my vision, his mouth agape as he watched me finally reach him.

As we reached the end of the isle, my dad let go of my arm giving me a kiss on the cheek as he sat down.

Chris took a step forward, smiling at me as we took our places in front of the priest.

“In the name of the father, and of the son, and of the Holy Spirit,” The priest began.

“Amen.” Everyone else replied.

“Grace to you and peace from God our father and the lord Jesus Christ.”

“And with your spirit.” Everyone replied once again.

“I will now start with an opening prayer. Be attentive to our prayer, O lord, and in your kindness uphold what you have established for the increase of the human race, so that the union you have created may be kept safe by your assistance. Through our Lord Jesus Christ, your Son, who lives and reigns with you in the unity of the Holy Spirit, one god, forever and ever.” The priest said, nodding his head.

After the priest read a few readings from the Old Testament, the New Testament and the Gospel.

“Are you prepared, as you follow the path of marriage, to love and honour and honour each other for as long as you both shall live?” The priest asked.

“I am.” Me and Chris said together.

“Since it is your intention to enter the covenant of holy matrimony, join your right hands, and declare your consent.” The priest announced, as me and Chris joined our right hands together.

Chris took a deep breath. “I, Chris Sturniolo, take you, Y/N Y/L/N, to be my wife. I promise to be faithful to you, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love you and to honour you all the days of my life.”

I smiled. “I, Y/N Y/L/N, take you, Chris Sturniolo, to be my husband. I promise to be faithful to you, in good times and in bad, in sickness and in health, to love you and to honour you all the days of my life.”

After the priest blessed the rings and said a few more prayers it was now time to give one another them.

“Y/N Y/L/N, receive this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity.” Chris said, sliding the ring on my finger.

“Chris Sturniolo, revive this ring as a sign of my love and fidelity.” I replied, sliding the ring on his finger.

I looked over slightly to see my dad, who was now wiping tears off of his face as he smiled at me.

“I now pronounce you husband and wife!” The priest declared.

“You may now kiss the bride.” The priest said to Chris.

I looked at Chris before his lips met mine for a quick peck.

As we pulled back, the room filled with claps from everyone around us.

— After everyone had congratulated me and Chris we headed to the reception but before I entered Chris pulled me to the side. “I just wanted to say thank you for wearing my mom’s dress it really means a lot.” He said pulling me in for a hug. I was taken aback by the hug but I didn’t pull away from him, instead I hugged him back. “I really loved wearing this dress and I’m glad I was able to wear it.” I replied as we pulled away from each other.

We walked into the reception as I was immediately taken over to the dance floor where my dad stood. “You ready for a father, daughter dance? He chuckled. “I’m not going to let you go that easy.” He added as I walked over towards him.

The song ‘father and daughter’ by Paul Simon started playing which caused me to immediately tear up as it was a song my dad would play to me all the time when I was younger and we’d dance around the kitchen whilst my mom made sure we didn’t break anything. We began dancing slowly and carefully, as the song continued.

“I know I’ve already said it once but I really am proud of you.” My dad said to me as we danced to the song. “Thank you dad.” I replied as my lip quivered. “How about we dance just like we did when you was little, and if you keep crying it’s going to make me cry.” He chuckled, spinning me round just like he did when I was little which caused me to giggle. “There’s my happy girl.” He said as the song came to an end.

Chris walked towards the dance floor smiling at me and my dad as he put his hand out. My dad nodded, leaving me and Chris to dance. The song ‘At Last’ by Etta James started playing as Me and Chris began dancing. We danced to the soft beat of the song.

One of my hands was on his shoulder whereas his situated on my waist, our other hands were clasped together. Our movements were slow and synchronised as we danced around the dance floor. As we moved around, I looked at everybody who was watching. I smiled at Nick and Matt who was watching from the side as my dad put his thumb up and me and Chris. As mine and Chris’ dance came to an end he gave the top of my head a quick kiss.

“What would you like to do now?” He asked, my hand still holding onto his. “I’m not too sure.” I replied, looking towards Nick and Matt who were walking towards us both. “How are the newly wed feeling?” Nick asked. “Happy and excited.” I replied, smiling at him. “Same here.” Chris added.

— After having conversations with Matt, Nick and all the other guests we decided to eat some food.

Me and Chris were sat next to each other with my dad and some of Chris’ other family members including his brothers.

My dad arose from his seat, getting everyone’s attention. “If it’s okay I’d love to say some words for the newly wed,” He announced. I nodded, smiling at him.

“Y/n the moment before and when I walked you down the aisle will be a memory I will cherish forever.” He said, smiling down at me.

“And Chris, I don’t think any amount of preparation can ever make you feel ready to give your daughter away, but if I really had to choose someone, just know I would choose you every time without a doubt.” My dad said, toasting his drink.

After my dad’s meaningful toast, everyone ate their food, drank their drink and got lost in conversation.

“I hope you’re all having a great night so far but most importantly I hope you’ve all saved some room for something sweet because it is indeed that time! Please may the happy couple make their way over towards the cake so we can get this dessert party started!” The MC announced.

I looked over at Chris as we both got up from our seats making our way over towards the cake.

“Don’t they make the perfect couple? Let’s get some great pictures whilst they cut the cake!” The MC signalled for the photographer to come over.

Me and Chris grabbed the knife from next to us getting ready to cut the cake.

“Now if you’ll both do us the honour of cutting the first slice together.”

Me and Chris cut the first slice of the cake, placing it carefully on the plate in front of us.

“Wonderful! Let’s give them an applause.” The MC started clapping as everyone else around us joined in.

“And now, I invite the couple to feed each other a bite of the cake.”

I picked up a fork from next to us, collecting some of the cake as Chris did the same. “You ready!” I smiled, Chris nodding in return as we fed each other the cake.

“Wasn’t that lovely? Now, friends, family and honoured guests feel free to enjoy some cake and refreshments but most of all enjoy the rest of your night!” The MC said as pretty much everyone approached the cake.

The night was slowly coming to an end, everyone had eaten their slice of cake and had more drinks. Including me, I was currently sipping on wine having a conversation with Nick, Matt and my dad about today.

“Today has flew by it feels like moments ago I was walking down the aisle.” I sighed, looking at the few people who were dancing. “It really has.” My dad agreed. “It’s also been an emotional rollercoaster.” I giggled.

“Good evening everybody! Before this special day comes to an end, let’s have one last dance!” “Feel welcome to come join the others on the dance floor!” The MC announced.

“Are you guys up for one last dance?” I offered, standing up. “Chris is already there.” I added motioning towards where he was. They all agreed heading towards the dance floor.

An upbeat song played through the speakers as everyone spent the rest of their time dancing. The floor was highlighted by bright strobe lights: which flashed colours of yellow, red, green and blue. I rotated through dancing with Chris, Matt, Nick and my dad but we eventually started dancing all together resulting in a laughing mess as the song slowly came to a halt.

— Most of the guests had left leaving me, my dad, Chris and his brothers who were all helping clean and pack stuff up. “So are you coming back with me or do you plan on going with Chris?” My dad asked collecting all his stuff. “Uh I’m not too sure,” I replied. “Chris!” I called out, Chris’ head immediately shooting up and look over at me. I ushered him over. “My dad would like to know if I’m coming back with you or not?” I told him. “Me and your mom stayed the night in a hotel to get away from all the stress for the night,” My dad said. “I wouldn’t mind paying for you guys to stay in one.” He added. “I would love to. But only if Chris wants to.” I replied, looking at Chris. “Why not, thank you sir.” He thanked. “It’s no biggie and you don’t need to call me sir.” My dad chuckled, patting Chris’ back.

After my dad said his last goodbyes to the rest of us, he gave me some money and headed home.

— “Did I hear that the newly wed are staying at a hotel!” Nick teased as we left the reception. “You did indeed.” I chuckled, wrapping my arm around Chris’. “Well you guys have fun!” Nick winked which was followed by immediate laughter from us all. “We will do.” Chris chuckled.

After me and Chris said our goodbyes to Nick and Matt, we headed towards the hotel.

And if I was being honest I was excited to finally have more time with Chris.

Maybe this whole marriage wasn’t that bad after all, today had been amazing.

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A/N: hope you enjoyed this part. For the super delusional people, No this does not mean ur married to Chris!! (Just had to clear that up). You all are going to enjoy the next part and no one come for me for writing out like half of a wedding ceremony and basically a whole reception. — hugs and kisses Gracie 💋

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[glittervame]

It's shit.

This is the most random shit. Don't mind it <3

Heartbreak High x Oc! Reader, it's a teen drama you know what to expect

Pt. 2

I met Harper and Amerie when I was five years old, I had been dropped off by my mom, and my curls bounced behind me as I walked through the door being met by the sight of a girl with brown hair pointing at a picture that was on the blond girls' paper.

"What's that?" even if you weren't looking at her face you could tell that she was judging immensely, I walked up table peering over her shoulder.

"It's a crocodile" The blond blinked up at them, then frowned looking back down at her paper.

I narrowed my eyes as I tried to imagine the animal I looked at the green blob, "It's shit" being brutally honest, knuckles bumping the ones of the girl next to me in a fist bump. We both grin at each other as the blond across from us flips us off.

We've been best friends ever since.

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Nothing could ever come between us, like three peas in a pod, we've always been each other's ride or dies.

"One, two, three!" I count off as I clutch onto both of their hands as we jump into the pool. All three of us giggle as we splash each other as much as we can.

My skin was with a permanent swimsuit tan after that summer, it didn't go away until snow started falling and it just reminded me of how much fun I have with my friend.

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Harper and Amerie started getting super into romance, I said it was because they didn't have their own lives but they just shook me off accusing me of being a hater. Honestly, I thought it was amusing until they did it all the time.

I was trying to find myself during the time, I started experimenting with a lot of different things, currently standing at my locker with the girls I was trying to match my left eyeliner wing to my perfect right one when they started mimicking the couple across from us.

"I swear to God, Jessica, you know I'm good for it."

"If you touch her again I'll f*ckin' smash ya, ya cheatin' dog."

"No babe, I'm f*ckin'..."

"Kiss me."

When they started making kissing noises, I had to walk away.

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"Amerie. Hello?" I snap my finger in front of her face trying to get her attention.

Harper groans, "Amerie! Stop staring at Dusty, you're obsessed."

"It's fucking weird and you look like a stalker" I add, scrolling through my Instagram feed.

"Destined" Amerie sighs, "I just don't get it" She looks at said boy longingly before I smack her on the back of her neck, "Ow!"

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"Honey, we're home!"

I raise my head from a lap when I hear Amerie's voice carried out through the quad and blink owlishly at the girl as our eyes meet.

A snicker comes from my right as my pillow slides off the wall and walks over to the girl, "Missing your fourth witch?" He laughs.

Amerie's nose scrunches, "Piss off, Spider" she snaps.

The blond clutches his heart dramatically, falling into his best friend's arms, "Ooh!"

I watch as Dusty walks over to the girl making small talk, I walk up as the girls start giggling and walking away, not even paying any attention to the fact that they had just bumped into Quinni.

"What a pick-me bitch. Also rude" Darren companies

"Maybe they didn't see us?" Quinni questions obliviously, looking after the girls.

"Oh, please. Check the material" They gesture to themselves, "We are beautiful, exquisite jellyfish"

"Glittery, glowing jellyfish" I chime in walking up to them.

"Amithest!" Quinni pulls me into a hug and Darren gives me a one-over, "What are we doing, going back in time?" They point at my black and white outfit.

I sigh dramatically, "It's all that fits me right now" placing a hand over my heart.

"You can't sit with us!" Darren playfully shreaks, crossing their arms over their chest, turning away.

I was about to retort when something caught my eye, "Ooo, fresh blood" I said looking at the new boy up and down.

Darren's lips parted as they were about to sit something, I'll never know what it was because someone started yelling.

"Oi! There's a fully-gacked sex map in the old stairwell!"

"Out of my way, you shits" I huff as I struggle against the crowd, I shove a guy out of my path causing him to fall into his friends, whispers forming around me, I look up at the map my mouth agape in aw, "What in the kid's helpline?"

It was a map of everyone who fuck everyone, a girl's name had a little note that read 'Couldn't walk for three days' I snorted at that, "That's true" Someone chimed in pointing at it.

"Cum queen!" A guy cheers from the back

I could hear Spider reading things off of the wall, "Jenny got fisted!" he clapped a guy on the back, Jesus "Mary's a good screamer-"

"We already knew about that" I chime in and he pushes my face away from him with his hand, "Dam check out Sasha's body count" He points. Dusty's mouth is agape as he looks at it, "Oh my god, what?" I giggle at his face before turning at the sound of a commotion.

"You scissored Greta Bathgate? Before or after we broke up?"

"I don't remember."

"You don't remember?"

"I'm pretty sure we were on a break, but... Wait, Missy."

"Nah, I need space, man."

"Oh shit," I let out a gasp, I elbow Spider in the ribs as he started laughing pointing to a name on the wall, "Dude, Darren jerked you off? Nice bro, you into dudes?" He wraps an arm around Ant, "A little cheeky, huh?"

Darren sharply turns around, "Who said I'm a dude?"

"Quinni, lazy kebab," a boy said somewhere from in the crowd.

Quinni came up beside them and started talking, but Amethyst didn't hear her she couldn't hear anything over the ringing in her ears as she looked at the map, and alas she had found her name on the map.

Amethyst ─── Bisexual ⌒⌒⌒⌒⌒

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                                                                                     Ant

                    Missy

[milkywaygg]

FOP-The Lost Child Ch. 7

AN: I’ll repost the other chapters on Fanfiction later on. For right now though, enjoy!

After Linnie had finished comforting her and Julie had become somewhat consolable, everyone finally went to bed for the evening, Linnie tucking Julie in the master bed next to Poof and Cassia, taking the couch for himself. Within the next few minutes after Linnie had left the room, Julie tossed and turned, making soft whining sounds as she struggled to fall asleep. After a little while, Julie had made so much noise that Cassia and Poof woke up, looking over at Julie with sleepy but concerned look on their faces.

“What’s wrong?”, Poof asked, “Why are you sad?”

“Everyone hates me! I didn’t even do anything.”, Julie whined, “Why was your daddy so mean to me? And why was your mommy so mean to your daddy?”

“I don’t hate you.”, Poof said, smiling, “You’re really pretty! I like you! Don’t listen to mommy and daddy. They like to be poopy heads sometimes.”

“Yeah, they got issues of their own to work out, and think taking it out on kids is gonna make them feel better.”, Cassia yawned, but looked down at Julie with sympathy, “Don’t listen to them. They’ve both been acting like total idiots lately. It’s not your fault.”

“I know, but I still want them to like me.”, Julie whined sadly, “I didn’t even do anything wrong.”

“Heh, you know what would be funny?”, Cassia smirked, lying back down, “If only we weren’t a bunch of little kids. We could totally get revenge on mom and dad.”

“Revenge? What’s that?” Julie and Poof both asked at the same time, and then giggled slightly to each other. Cassia’s smirk grew wider.

“We get back at them to how they acted tonight. I mean, just because they’re miserable doesn’t mean they have the right to treat the rest of us like that.”, Cassia said, “I dunno. Poof, we get yelled at for literally anything anyways, so a little prank wouldn’t be the end of the world.”

“I don’t know.”, Poof said, worried, “I don’t wanna hurt them.”

“Who said anything about hurting them?”, Cassia asked, “It’d be a harmless prank. Not exactly sure what we’d do, but we ain’t gonna hurt of kill them. Just make them look like the big idiots they are.”

“How would we even get home? Grandpa Linnie would know.”

“Yeah, that’s a shame. If it weren’t for him, we’d totally do it. Oh well, it was just a dumb idea anyways. Oh shh shh..I think they’re up!”, Cassia said suddenly, noticing the light shining underneath the foot of the door. The three kids shuffled around the bed, pretending to fall asleep, as Darren smirked and cleared his throat.

“Ok get up. I know you guys aren’t asleep. You three ain’t fooling anyone.”, Darren said, though his smile didn’t fade.

“O-Oh sorry Uncle Darren! We were just making Julie feel better since she couldn’t sleep.”, Cassia said suddenly, as Darren sat on the foot of the bed.

“Yea sure you were. Look, I overheard what you guys were talking about while I was in the bathroom and I’ve got a bit of a deal for you.”, Darren said, “Your Grandpa’s asleep, so if you guys want, we can still go out and get that revenge you guys are oh so craving.”

“Wait, you…want to prank mom and dad?”, Cassia asked, having trouble believing that this was coming from an adult rather than another kid.

“Yeah. Cosmo’s behavior tonight was way out of line, and your mom has no right to come into someone else’s house and start an argument, and make the rest of us feel like shit.”

“Oooo Uncle Darren, that’s a bad word! You’re not supposed to say that!”, Poof scolded lightly. Darren rolled his eyes.

“Yeah well, you’re mom and dad aren’t either, but that hasn’t stopped them.”, Darren said sarcastically, “So, what do you say. Should we all go out and have some fun?”

“Aren’t we gonna get in trouble? What if Grandpa Linnie catches us?”, Cassia asked. Darren shrugged.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll take the fall. It’ll be worth it anyways.”, Darren said nonchalantly, “Now come on, get some shoes on but be quiet. Don’t wanna wake your Grandpa up.”

After doing what they were told, the three kids left the room and closed the door quietly behind them, trying to prevent even the smallest squeak. Darren stood beside the door in the hallway, looking out the living room and listening for Linnie’s snores on the couch. Upon hearing them, Darren ushered the kids out through the door, trying to slither through as to not let the main hallway light wake Linnie up. Darren followed suit, pocketing his wand as he left the apartment, shutting the door softly behind him. After the four walked through the double doors and entered the cold, harsh outdoors, Darren took his wand out and waved it around, making the star shine.

“Uncle Darren? Wouldn’t it be better if we flew over there? We’re polluting the air everytime we use magic to teleport.”, Cassia said, causing Darren to roll her eyes.

“Kid, It’s like subzero out. I’m not spending a whole 40 minutes just to get to your mom and dad’s.”, Darren said, before the 4 of them magically teleported in front of a two-story, periwinkle house. It reminded him of Nora’s, except a bit nicer, and didn’t look like it was about to fall apart any minute. It also had a front porch with a brown rocking chair between the door and window. Upon inching up towards the front door, Darren had noticed the window was glowing, and a figure was walking around, as if they were getting ready for something. 

“Uncle Darren, what do we do?”, Poof asked, while Julie hid behind him, looking somewhat nervous.

“Just hide. I think someone’ll be coming out here in a little bit. Uh…you three, hide behind that wall over there, and get a load of this.”, Darren smirked, his tone lightening up in the last sentence. The three kids did what he had asked them, as Darren crouched down below the rocking chair, just out of sight of whoever was behind the window. It took a good few minutes, before the noises coming from inside the door got louder, Darren picking them up as Wanda’s voice and footsteps. Finally, as the door opened, Darren got into position, activating his wand as Wanda stepped up, wearing a pink button down shirt, black corduroy pants with a belt, and black dress shoes. Her hair was also straightened slightly, but still had her curves on her hands and the tips, and had a little bit of make-up caked on her face.

“Alright alright. I’ll be over here in a minute. I’m about to head to my ca-ACK!”, Wanda screeched as Darren jumped out from his spot, a flash of light illuminating from his wand tip, zapping Wanda. Before a few seconds went by, the light had disappeared and taking Wanda’s place, was a pig oinking helplessly around the front yard. Darren and Cassia exploded with laughter as they watched Wanda run around, while Poof started getting upset, running towards Darren.

“Uncle Darren! Turn her back! I didn’t want to hurt Mommy!”, he cried, while Julie covered her ears and started to tear up, sensitive to all the loud noise.

“Relax relax. She’ll be fine. Just a few more minutes..”

“Now Uncle Darren! Please!”

“Ugh fine you little buzzkill.”, Darren said, grabbing his wand back out and trying to zap Wanda back to normal, only for his shots to miss. “Ugh, if only this bitch would stay still.”

“Hurry Uncle Darren! Mommy’s leaving!”, Poof said, really starting to cry.

“God, I’m trying!”, Darren snapped, a few of his shots hitting the house as Wanda circled the yard, headed towards the back yard. “Quick, the backyard!”

Darren, Cassia, and Poof ran to the backyard, where the pig had somehow managed to jump over the fence. Darren jiggled the lock to the fence and let themselves into the yard, the three of them forming a triangle while Julie watched with a rather scared and confused look on her face. The others concerned Wanda as they inched in on her slowly, before Darren lunged and grabbed her, forcing Wanda to make all sort of squealing noises, just loud enough for the neighborhood to hear. Darren tried to shush her desperately before another light came on in the house, and the back door opened suddenly.

“What the hell is going on here?”, Cosmo yelled suddenly, Darren noticing his clothes were stained with wine. “Darren? What are you doing here? And why are the kids here? And the brat?”

“Daddy, Julie’s not a brat! She’s actually really nice. I-”, Poof tried to defend Julie before Cosmo cut him off.

“I wasn’t talking to you!”, he snapped, glaring at Darren once more, “Well?”

“Uhh..”, Darren stammered, “I may have…accidentally turned Wanda into a pig.”

“That doesn’t explain why the kids are here.”

“Daddy! We were talking about how mean you guys were and then Uncle Darren said we should prank you guys and that he would take the fall, and that it would be funny. But he lied! He hurt mommy and now Grandpa Linnie is gonna be made we snuck out.”

“You’re damn right he’s going to be mad. You three are in a lot of trouble.”, Cosmo snarled, taking the pig out of Darren’s arms, and taking her to the bathroom, taking a snapshot of his phone, and locking the bathroom, deciding to turn her back later. 

“Woah woah woah, Cosmo come on dude. It was just a prank. We were gonna turn her back. Don’t get mad at the kids. It was all my idea anyways. I just thought it would be funny“, Darren said nervously, as Cosmo grabbed his wand.

“Save it. I don’t care who’s idea this was. The fact that the four of you have the nerve to disrespect my family and home like this, especially when you, Cassia and Poof, know what I”m going through and know how much I sacrifice for you two. It’s clear to me that you don’t value me. I guess I’m just some sort of joke to this family. Is that how you see me? A butt monkey?”

“Cosmo, come on. It’s not that serious. Stop being such a self-entitled asshole.”

“Heh, you’re the one to talk about self-entitlement. Living under Papa’s roof and sitting on your ass while he pays all your bills instead of making something of yourself, and then turning my children against me. Why I have half a mind to take them back and never let them see you again.”

“You can’t be serious”

“I am. I’m their father after all. Now, let’s go. I’m freezing my ass off anyways.”, Cosmo waved his wand back to Linnie’s apartment building, leading them all towards the elevator and up the 7th floor, pounding on Linnie’s door hardly, After a few minutes, the door opened, Linnie jumping back slightly to see Cosmo, Darren, and the children looking rather ashamed of themselves.

“Cosmo? What’s the matter? Are you alright?”, Linnie asked, looking over at the kids behind him worriedly.

“Oh yeah, everything’s just peachy. Except these four trespassed my yard and turned Wanda into a pig, before causing a scene in front of the entire neighborhood!”, Cosmo yelled. Linnie frowned and looked at Darren, who shrugged and did a slightly embarrassed smirk. Linnie rolled his eyes.

“Everyone just come in please. The rest of the floor doesn’t need to be hearing this conversation.”

“Oh no, Cassia, Poof, and I are leaving. I don’t need Darren poisoning my kids anymore.”, Cosmo snarled, grabbing the two by their shoulders, “Besides, they’re both grounded for the rest of the month and owe their mother a big apology. I’m done.”

“Oh, like she didn’t deserve it.”, Darren snapped back, “Maybe, if she wasn’t such a bitch this evening, we’d all still be asleep right about now.”

“At some point Darren, you need to learn how to stop being so fucking childish!”, Cosmo yelled, “You can’t just do stupid stuff and not expect any consequences. That’s not how the real world works. You 4 are honestly lucky I didn’t call the cops on your asses for trespassing.”

“Cosmo, can you please calm down.”, Linnie said softly, “Yes, what Darren did wasn’t right but I don’t think lashing out at anyone is going to make things better-”

“Oh, so now you take his side, huh?”, Cosmo yelled, “You know what, it’s fine. I see. I guess I’m just one big joke to everyone huh? Let’s all just take turns trying to hurt Cosmo. You know what, I’m done.”

“Cosmo wait, I didn’t-”, Linnie stammered, before Cosmo slammed the door and stormed off, leaving Darren, Linnie, and Julie speechless. Darren felt his heart sink as Julie started exploding into tears, prompting Linnie to pick her up and hold her as if she were a baby.”

“Dad I-I…I just thought I would be funny.”

“Darren just….I don’t want to talk about it right now. Just go back to bed. I’m going to take care of Julie. We’ll talk later.”

“But it’s not even that big of a deal.”

“Darren, I said go! I shouldn’t have to tell you more than once!”, Linnie snapped, causing Darren to jump. He sighed and did what he was told, as Linnie sat down on the couch, continuing to hold Julie tight.

“Honey shhhh shhhh you’re not in trouble. It’s ok. I’m sorry Darren and Cosmo scared you. Come on dear, shhhh…”

“You are all just like my mommy and daddy.”, Julie cried, “I-I want to go home. I don’t want to be in this family.”

“I know dear. We’ll go talk to the police in the morning, ok sweetheart? Oh, dear me..”, Linnie said, lowering his voice so Julie couldn’t hear, “What am I going to do with them?”

[aceontheline]

Love is in Bloom (Mass x Florida: Pt 5)

C//W: Stalking, Kidnapping

The morning after Caitlin and Darren's shenanigans was rather pleasant. Florida woke up first and decided to do something nice for Mass: Freshly squeezed Orange Juice & some breakfast. For the latter, he enlisted some help from New York (who was already awake). Pancakes, eggs and OJ for Florida's weary lover. Soon after the pancakes were done, Mass stumbled out of bed. He wore sweatpants & a short sleeve shirt, a look at made him seem like he just came from the Gym. Mass walked up to Florida and smiled softly, hugging him from behind. Mass inquired what Florida was making.

"Pancakes, eggs and some OJ for you and I. Go sit at the table!" Florida said, turning to hug Mass back.

"Okay, I'll leave my Sunshine up to it" Mass replied tiredly, kissing Florida’s cheek.

His... Sunshine? Florida giggled as he let that nickname play in his head over and over again. Eventually, the two sat down and had a proper breakfast. They chatted about Florida's "situation" that happened the other day with Caitlin.

Florida's eyes rolled at hearing her name. He mentioned that he'd probably have to testify against her in Court. She was violating a restraining order that he had in place, so that was a major issue. All of a sudden, during their meal, there was a knock at the front door. Well, really, it was loud and forceful banging. Mass had a protective instinct sort of feeling so he insisted that he answered the door. He charged up to it and... Yep. Darren.

Motherfucking Darren.

Mass bore his fangs upon seeing the familiar man that broke his heart.

"What the fuck do YOU want?" Mass said with a low growl, canines presenting.

"You and I technically never broke up. You just left me. You have two options here. Get back together with me where you rightfully belong, or I can report everyone here to the Police for kidnapping. Since you used to live with ME" Darren said matter of factly.

Mass's blood ran cold. He knew that he was in some deep shit now. Whatever Darren wanted, he was usually good at following through. He leaned up against the front door frame, thinking for a moment. He sighed heavily, looking into Darren's eyes. They were the same as ever: Cold, empty, calculating.

"Look, I'm sorry. But you lost your chance years ago. I'm with someone who makes me happy now. Maybe you should do the same. Goodbye" Mass said coolly.

He shut the door in Darren's face. Mass saw him storm off to his car parked in the front yard. Florida sauntered over to Mass, wondering who that man was. Mass groaned and said that Florida had better be prepared to hear some twisted stuff. "Can't be any worse than me and Caitlin" Florida said, sitting on the couch & across from Mass.

Mass proceeded to list off personal stories about dealing with the hell that was his ex, Darren.

That man kept Mass on edge. Darren barely replied to messages, basically making it a point to keep Mass second-guessing.

Darren put Mass on a pedestal, only to kick it out from underneath him if Mass ever screwed up. Insults and all.

Darren was also quite the gaslighter. However, he'd do it to convince Mass that he wasn't cheating. Although, at one point or another, he was.

Darren proposed an "Open Relationship" to Mass, only to get mad once Mass showed interest in someone else. And shut it all down.

Darren had hit Mass before. They hurt each other, really, but Darren was more powerful than Mass.

Florida listened to Mass listing these things off effortlessly & immediately grew worried over the power Darren could actually hold. Florida asked him what they were talking about at the front door. Mass scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Said he'd report yous for kidnapping, since I used to live with him at his place" he replied, looking down at his feet.

"Even though you came to us at will. And were living with us prior to you moving in with Darren" Florida stated.

"And all my mail, bank statements and other junk being delivered to THIS address consistently for about a year even as I moved out" Mass replied.

The two managed to come up with a plan, just in case. New York had agreed to lend Mass a bat so he could place it near his bed just in case. And turns out, he would need it.

Mass was already on edge & it just worsened at night. He heard creaking in the middle of the night and went into the hallway with the bat, only to see it was Pennsylvania getting up to get some water. Mass apologized frantically then just muttered "Darren". PA nodded, as he knew of the crazy bullshit the man put Mass through. PA got Mass some water and a gave him a nice, firm pat on the back. "Just give the word if ya need us" Pennsylvania said before walking away.

Mass sat down on the couch for a little while, distracting himself with some T.V time. After a little while, Mass felt something creeping up on him. It was someone's touch... It felt all too familiar. But then he felt nothing. Shit, he blacked out.

He woke up a few hours later in a daze & confused. He looked all around the seemingly empty room & immediately called out to the others... Only to discover his mouth had been covered with tape. A familiar, overshadowing figure came in and loomed over him. Darren! The psycho actually went and kidnapped Mass. Mass struggled for a moment and tried screaming for help, only to make Darren laugh in response. He only took the tape off of Mass's mouth and looked at him.

"What the FUCK, Darren?!" Mass angrily growled, once again bearing his sharp teeth. Darren was a bit intimidated, but he had to act cool.

"I know kidnapping you wasn't in my itinerary, but... I had a thought. If I'm not allowed to have you, no one should. I'm gonna keep you in here for as long as I can" Darren said, kissing Mass's forehead.

Mass panicked once more, only for Darren to put the tape back on his mouth & to walk out of the room. Darren had but a few moments to act. He called Florida using Mass's phone. Florida immediately seeing that the call was seemingly from Mass, and at this late, answered the phone.

Florida's face dropped and turned a pale white, upon hearing it was Darren. He made a threat to Florida, saying that if he comes near the property, then he wouldn't hesitate to shoot on sight. Florida immediately thought of a plan, involving all the Northeastern states. He passed Darren off as if he were nothing & hung up.

Darren laughed, insinuating that Mass should move on from Florida, as he didn't seem to care about Mass anymore.

A few hours go by, and that sentiment was immediately proven wrong. New Jersey, Connecticut, Rhode Island and Vermont all went in and kicked the shit out of Darren & restrained him, after the man put up an impressive fight against them all.

Florida and New York went into the house and found Mass tied up. Mass screamed for the two to free him. Florida untied Mass from the chair and New York ripped the tape off his mouth.

"And I thought Caitlin was crazy, holy shit... Mass, are you okay?! He didn't hurt you, did he?" Florida asked frantically.

"Other than the bruise or bump I have on my head from him knocking me out, no. I'm fine" Mass said, hugging Florida briefly.

They took hands and ran out of the place as quickly as possible. The Northeastern states called the Police, so Mass was talking to the cops about what happened. With the bruises everyone had sustained from the whole endeavor, there was no doubt that this was a kidnapping attempt.

Darren was cuffed and thrown into the Police car that night.

Florida cuddled with Mass for the whole night, basically refusing to let go of him. Mass, oddly enough, appreciated the gesture. He cuddled up to Florida too, apologizing for Darren's abhorrent behavior. Florida insisted that Mass didn't owe anyone any apologies. If anything, that was Darren. But he'd be going to Jail now anyway. Not after a lengthy trial though, of course.

But for now, Florida and Mass just enjoyed each other's embrace as they barely got much sleep that night. Gov wanted to speak with them, but heard everything that happened and refrained from having them present. He just wished them both a speedy physical recovery, as he knew the mental part would take a lot longer. Florida and Mass spent the day at each other's side, refusing to leave the other's sight for even a mere moment.

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[cidnangarlond]

What were some of your fav films from last year, Jack? I haven't caught up on much of em yet so mine may just be the Weird Al biopic lol, but Glass Onion was fun too

See due to many reasons I wasn't able to go see really anything in theaters, if the movie had a theatrical release, so what I say here is based on opinions I've formed from various reviews, clips, posts, etc etc. That said, Glass Onion did seem to be a very good film, and the Weird Al "biopic" (I have it in quotes because making a movie about your life where every detail is completely wrong and is all fabricated on purpose is such an incredible move) I do very much need to see.

I did go and see The Batman in theaters which I enjoyed a lot and didn't even realize it was as long as it was. I did also see The Northman and enjoyed that too, but I do wish Mr. Skarsgard showed hog because it's only fair to have full-frontal male nudity if female actresses consistently do it. Barbarian I had a great time with because I'm familiar with the director-writer Zac Cregger's comedy work in Whitest Kids U' Know and it's great to see him transition into horror so smoothly.

Skinamarink personally is up there, people are of the opinion that it's a deeply polarizing movie and either you love it or hate it, and I loved it. I did also watch Banshees of Inisherin and didn't completely care for it or get the hype, I just wasn't crazy about it. Interesting story but I don't necessarily understand the amount of praise it gets, especially when people are praising Barry Keoghan for playing a man that is said to have some kind of mental slowness, or at least heavily implied, and people saying the scene between him and Kerry Condon where Dominic tries asking her out as she gently lets him down as "heartbreaking" like would it still be heartbreaking if he was just a guy and not "slow." It felt weird to see that opinion and people agree you know.

A lot of nominated and not nominated movies I still want to see when I have time, like X, Pearl, Everything Everywhere (desperately hoping it wins something major at the Oscars), Puss in Boots, Triangle of Sadness, Tár, Decision to Leave, another adaptation of All Quiet On The Western Front (but I still believe the 1930 adaptation will always be best regardless so I'm going into it biased here), Nope, RRR, Aftersun, The Menu, Babylon for shits and giggles.

I don't really care about The Whale because I'm not a fan of Darren Aronofsky - and people were saying The Whale felt exploitative, and it probably was because this is Aronofsky we're talking about what did you expect - likewise The Fablemans doesn't interest me I don't particularly care but I know Spielberg is going to get something because his name is attached to it aside from the fact it's a deeply personal movie but I'm just not interested. I'm not watching Top Gun: Maverick because I could not care less about it, Hollywood's nostalgia, Tom Cruise, and the insane amount of USAmerican military propaganda within it. The same goes for Avatar: The Way of Water because it's also shit and James Cameron's comments on Native Americans are deeply offensive and he should choke. I also don't care about Elvis but Hollywood loves a dead musician to make movies about

Unfortunately I do think Avatar, Top Gun, and Elvis will win a lot because The Academy is what it is, which is mostly rich, white, old nostalgia-loving people, which will be slowly but surely changing as the eldest members die off but it is what it is. I'd love Everything Everywhere to win a lot, I'd love to see Michelle Yeoh and Ke Huy Quan win, it'd be nice for Brendan Fraser to get an award but after what Hollywood did to him it would feel so disingenuous even if he did turn in what I heard to be an amazing performance. Jamie Lee Curtis is probably going to win Best Supporting Actress over Stephanie Hsu.

But these are just my thoughts and opinions and I would desperately love to be proven wrong dear god let the Academy prove me wrong. But after last year I am keeping my expectations so low. Take a shot for every joke or reference about "the slap" and you will be dead before the end of the night.

[warlockwriting]

BATTLECREEK: Chapter Two

I met Darren two years ago at the local coffee shop. I didn't have enough money to pay for my frozen hot chocolate, but he stepped in and offered to pay for me.

I was freaking out inside because I thought he was really attractive, with his messy blond hair, blue eyes, baseball cap, and skateboard grunge getup. I just stared at him the whole time he was talking to the cashier.

After he paid for my drink, he led me to a table in the back of the coffee shop. He just started talking to me, introducing himself as Darren before saying that I had been what he was looking for his whole life. Being the naïve person that I was, I believed every word that tumbled out of his mouth.

The barista then slid my drink onto the counter with a straw, and the boy went up to the counter and got my drink for me.

Darren then took my drink back to our table, opening the straw and slipping it in through the hole in the lid. Then he held the straw up to my mouth so I could drink.

We giggled uncontrollably.

After I finished my frozen hot chocolate, I put the cup aside and then Darren lifted my chin and started gently kissing me.

Without my consent.

I didn't realize it at the time, I just thought he was being super flirty. I didn't realize that he had all the control.

I got his number, and then we spent the day in town together. He would take me to deserted corners and make out with me, and I went along with it, nervous but excited.

Over the next few days, he started coming over to my house and making out with me. It made me feel on edge a little bit, but I guess I mistook it for love, rather than a lack of security.

He made me keep us a secret, but he went around telling his own friends that we were dating. I didn't mind.

Ever since I met Darren, I've been sort of on edge. I didn't realize it at the time, but he lacks the sense of consent, and he really is quite controlling and manipulative.

Like the times we would make out in my bedroom and the way he slipped his hand under my shirt or into my jeans. It made me feel uncomfortable, but I mistook it for a huge crush on someone I was already dating.

It's still going on right now.

So when we meet eyes at the local festival, you could see why instinct would want me to run.

He made me fear him, from the bottom of my heart. But, in a twisted way, a part of me still holds him some love.

Zuri pulls me away, but I can't tear my gaze from Darren. His eyes burn into me, like he knows me better than I know myself.

I love him. Why is Zuri doing this?

When he's out of sight, I turn to Zuri and study his concerned face.

"Why did you do that?" I ask timidly.

"He isn't good for you. We've gone over this."

"Yes, he makes me feel like shit, but I love him! I want to be with him!"

"That," Zuri says, like everyone has reminded me in the past, "is not love."

[penguinsravioli]

·˚ ༘Crush Confession anthony vaughn x reader

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I turn my music up a bit louder when I enter school to avoid all the nonsense around me. It's such a great distracter, and I only have to speak when i’m spoken too. While I'm zoned out and mulling in my thoughts, I slip on something on the ground and bust my ass. “FUCK!” 

I groan while people giggle. “I’m so fucking sorry— some asshole just threw my shit on the ground” Amerie, begins to help me up, then immediately rushes to pick all of her things from the ground. “Nah it's- you're good don't worry. It’s not your fault.” I rub the cheek I fell on while helping her pick up some of the items on the ground. Dusty comes by next to us and crouches, helping her out with the mess.

“Cool shirt” He comments toward Amerie when we all begin to stand up. “Thanks!” She smiles. 

“Name one DZ Death Rays song,”

Spider says from behind me. I roll my eyes “Shut up, Spider” Amerie and Dusty say in sync. I chuckle dusting off my hands and watching him walk off offended. I pick my backpack from the ground, searching through it to make sure my water bottle didn't accidentally snap open from my fall. “How’d you pull off after the cemetery?” I overhear Amerie say to Dusty as I check my belongings. I bat my eyes toward him, he avoids eye contact with Amerie and accidentally looks towards me. I caught him taking Harper back to his place. So I reckon things were a bit nuts after Cemetery huh?

 “Oh yeah, Hangover anxiety and stuff. But all good, yeah…you?” I look away, zipping my backpack up,—taking my phone out from my backpack to make sure my hair is still intact. “Yeah had a really great night” 

“I’m uh, I'm gonna dip, sorry I tripped on your shit Ams” She turns toward me. “Oh, no bigs” I smile at her and walk off, allowing the two to finish their conversation.  I sit at one of the open outdoor tables, turning up my music as loud as possible, I have a freebie, so I want to try and finish a bunch of missing work because I’ve literally been such a Gronk recently. I pull out my notebook and mechanical pencil, deciding to work on maths first to get it over with. “I just realized, how much I hate maths again” I groan at my stupidity and lack of knowledge around the subject. “What’s all this?” I look up and see Darren staring at me, accompanied by Quinni. “Oh, I have a free period so i'm trying to get all my missing maths work done so I don't have to look at it again” They both begin to sit down with me at the table. “Good on you,” Darren says, looking at the papers on the table, grabbing a few to inspect. “Thanks Darren.” They shrug. “Are you going to Dusty's party Friday?” Quinni begins while I write down some formulas. “Uhh, what party?”

“He’s having a gatho to promote his band or something” Darren explains, pulling out their phone to show me the recent posts. “I didn't even see that, I haven't been on socials inna minute” They nod. “Hope we get to see you there. You always look so hot at parties.” “Says you!” I giggle. “We haven’t had a chat inna bit, how have you two been? I see you’re hanging with Amerie”

“Recovering from unfortunate events” Darren sighs. “Amerie is really sweet though when you get to know her!” Quinni pipes in. I nod, I don't think she means to have odd intentions sometimes. I just think she has a really big ego. 

“I mean yeah, but I got in some trouble off of that map.” I scratch my neck at the awkward talks I've had ever since news got out to my parents that I not only hooked up with a boy they’ve never met, but a girl I’ve brought over numerous amount of times during childhood. “Hey, maybe we can talk about it some more about it over the weekend, we all haven't hung out since like middle” Quinni comments. “I know that’s totally my fault. I think the only person I’ve really stayed in touch with is Ca$h..” Darren's eyes widen a little bit. “Ca$h? I had no idea you two were even friends”  I chuckle. “We just don’t hang out a lot during school. He’s always out doing something” I threw my hands in the air dismissively. “We have so much to catch up on obviously” I breathlessly laugh. Darren and Quinni smile knowingly, beginning to rise from their seats.

“Well, talk later (nickname)” 

“Later!” I lightly wave at the two before placing my headphones back over my ears. I don't hang out with people, inside or out. Not because I don’t want to, but because I feel like a liability. I have so many friends that I know care about me but for some reason, I just feel like because of how distant I can be as a person they would soon get sick of my behavior and just dip. 

So I kind of just dip first

“In this demonstration, we learn how to respect people’s boundaries” I watch in disbelief at the video being displayed. It's incredible how outdated a sexual education video can be. “This is implausible” I mumble, rubbing my eyes and blinking heavily.

“Okay, miss, I have no idea what that was trying to teach us” Darren throws his hand upwards when the video ends. Quinni turns with her question “Why was the girl forcing everyone to eat her noodles?”.

“It's because it's misogynistic propaganda! Women aren't such dick-obsessed idiots” Sasha chips in. I lay my head on the table playing with my earplug wires looking toward the next speaker. “Uuuh, all the ones I’ve met are” Spider claims. “Your Sims girlfriend doesn't count Spider.” Harper pokes. “Was it supposed to be a joke?” I look up at Malakai. “Uh, no, it’s about the dangers of sharing intimate—”  “Noodles” Dusty interupptes Jojo. I giggle a little bit. “Forget about the noodles.” She sighs. “I'm trying but it's hard to unsee” Ant snickers. “It's basically telling us to be ashamed of our bodies” Darren voices his opinion. The constant debate between what the video was supposed to be about and why it's wrong to share nudes gets wicked tiring real quickly. “Look I get that this video isn’t going to stop you. But! There are ways to be smarter about it. Like, what if you don’t put your face in it”  “Truth” I spill replying to JoJo in my half-listening half-not-state. “But I have a very recognizable dick miss” Ant jokes, my face heats up a bit. “I'm gonna ignore that” Yeah, me to Jojo. “Like take the photo, fine. But keep yourself incognito.” She lists a few ways to have fun with it but without getting yourself into trouble. And then Woodsy interrupts it with a scowl. “Um! Moving on to the next lesson”

When the class finally ends I’m already done I feel like I’ve lost a few brain cells and my hands are practically going numb from laying on them. As I stretch while I’m walking, I bump into someone behind me. “Oh shit my fault” I look at the victim of my actions and it happens to be Ant. Of course. “No need to be sorry gorgeous” he wraps his arms around my waist pulling me in closer. “Don’t you have better things to do rather than constrict me from my travels?” 

“No, I think this is the best thing on my list so far.” I scoff lightly, softly unraveling his hands from my waist. “How have things been at home since the map?” I ask as we walk toward the front entrance. “They suck, my moms, making me go to church like 3 times more. All because I got a wristy”

“Real, my parents are appalled a girl went down on me” I chuckle. He snorts a bit, looking at his shoes as he walks. “But I think I'm cooked for life to be honest. They definitely won't forgive me because they feel that I've lied to them. They’ve also been keeping me inside like a prisoner” I whine. His smile fades a little bit. “Oh, so does that mean you won't be coming to Dusty's party?” I scoff, “Of course I’m going” His smile returns almost instantly. “Really? Cause I snagged you a wrist band” He holds up the red band, slapping it onto my wrist. I smile holding my arm up to look at it. “How much?” He waves his hands back n’ forth. “No need babes.” He sucks in a breath to puff out his chest, “It’s on me” I laugh at his shenanigans. We ended up walking to his house just talking about random subjects the whole way there. “I don’t really wanna go in, wanna just chill out here?” He asks, looking at me a bit shyly.

“Sure” I reluctantly go to sit on the concrete ledge in front of his home. He sits next to me, playing with his gummy tray. I sigh looking at the water that's gracefully placed in front of his home. “You have the prettiest view ever,” I say as the breeze blows against my face. I can feel his eyes staring at me, in fatal attempt, I try to keep my eyes set on the scenery in front of me. I navigate my eyes as the waves move, then travel them towards Anthony. I glance at his face before shooting my head down toward our legs, which were nearby. “It’s about to be dark. I think I should start heading home now.” Ant pouts a bit, but agrees. I get up from my spot and dust off my jeans, hauling my backpack onto my shoulders. I examine Anthony one more time before waving and walking uphill. I cannot believe I feel this disappointed I couldn’t have spent more time with him.

It's finally Friday night, time to get all pretty. I put on makeup that compliments my features and skin tone but still looks flashy enough for a party. I gaze at the outfit picked out for the night, it's a blood-red shirt with lace lining at the top rim of the shirt and bottom. Tightened so it hugs my bust and waist perfectly. It was cut down the middle to reveal my stomach, I paired it with a low-waisted long black skirt. I threw on some small hoop earrings, a necklace, and some open-toed sandals because they were gonna be covered up by my skirt anyway.

I grab my bag and phone, ready to head out. I walk toward my window, jumping out soundly and quietly. I keep aware of my surroundings and quietly rush towards Ca$h, who thankfully, didn't mind me catching a ride with him.

 “Thank you Dougieeee” he scoffs with a soft grin. “Shut up cunt” he ushers, driving away from my house.

We’re reluctantly let inside upon arrival. “Dusty's house is gorgeous,” I comment, Ca$h nods. He was getting ready to sell, we were in a far-back sort of area, So we could be seen but still a bit hidden you know(we’re in the kitchen). Solid dealer stuff. I’ve been here for around 10 minutes now and even before then it was already pretty packed. I decide to have a look around the place. Traveling through the stairwells, the crowded hallways, and then I finally see Ant, he’s in his pretty basic attire. I wouldn’t have expected less from him anyway. He has a lime in his grip that he squeezes for the sour taste, he trades for the alcohol with Spider. I walk over with a smirk lining my features. “What are you two doing?” “Well, what does it look like?” Spider asks, removing the bottle from his lips. 

“The start of a poorly written porno” Spider shoves my shoulder while I giggle. Ant puts down the bottle. He scans me from top to bottom. “You look good” Anthony takes my hand to pull me toward him, and I push myself back a bit. “Thanks, you…well you tried” He rolls his eyes, a grin lacing his lips. Spider has since left the two of us to replace the lime since he dropped the other on the ground. Anthony sits up straight, leaning himself on the wall beside him slightly. “I like your makeup, and your skirt, you just look nice” I giggle at his now contentious rambling. Spider comes back but with a guitar strapped around him. 

“Woah, didn't know you played” He nods enthusiastically. “Yep, and I'm GREAT at it” He walks past me to the stage where Dusty and the rest of his band start setting up. “We should go check it out yeah?” I veer my view to Ant, who was already staring at me. “Yeah, Yeah—Totally” He clears his throat and lets me string him to a viewable area to see the stage. “Oi, (nickname) you made it” Malakai comes into my line of vision. “Yeah! You look sick” I nudge him a bit. His smile gets ever so more bright. “Says you! Literally ate up your outfit” I laugh at his comment. “Thank you! I was trying to impress Anthony but I guess it worked with you to” Anthony’s eyes open a little wide.

“Me?” 

“What?” I act clueless. “You were trying to impress me?” His eyes, now gaping into my soul stare back at me. “No…Yeah….No” I shyly look down at the floor before returning my vision toward the band on stage. Malakai smiles at me and Ant’s little interaction, now starting to focus on the band as well. 

“I'M A FAAAAAARRRRK” Spider yells into the microphone. Causing the crowd to yell back with laughs and eye-rolls. Dusty retrieves the mic “Thank you for coming out tonight. We are here in support of the Global Women’s Project” Cheers come from around. “Way to go, yeah! This shit is awesome..uh thanks Dad” Anthony and Malakai are giggling their asses off beside me, I pave my attention back toward the stage. “Yeah were Renaissance Titties and um, I just want to give a shout out to someone special in the audience. Um…There she is” 

Everyone turns, and he's pointing at Harper, Harper McLean.  “Hey…Harper...This song is for Harper McLean” There is so much happening at once. “It’s called ‘My Life is Nothing Without the Warm Embrace of your Sweet Left Cheek’”.

That's such a terrible song name.

Harper walks out, and then Amerie follows. “Oh shit” Anthony mutters underneath his breath.

“I hope they don’t fight over Dusty, he is so not worth it” 

[ohwonzs]

If it’s possible two nsb reactions? Nsb reaction to you being a baddie and nsb reaction to you being a gamer god/godess/royalty. love your writing btw 💕

(sorry if I took a lot, hope you like anyways<3)

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙨/𝙤 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙧🎮

PAIRING(S):: nsb x reader

GENRE(S):: soft/fluff, reaction, req

W.C:: 0.9k

WARNING(S):: none

NOT CHECKED TWICE

AU:: hi everyone im back!! Sorry for being dry, but i was on vacation and I’ve also done a few things so I didn't have so much time to post, sorry:// Anyways hope you enjoy! <3

🎮 | Oliver

So, Oliver doesn't play video games that much as the other ones do, but I don't think that would be a big deal if his s/o was a gamer. Of course he’d rather spend time with you as much as possible, so he might interrupt and distract you from your games, but I don’t think he’d turn it into a big problem, yk. “Babe can we go out?” “Babe i want your attention, you’ve been playing for 2 hours straight now” and ofc, as a good simp, you would stop playing and start giving attention to your boyfriend. He’s a really sweet guy, he would do anything for you, so when you’d ask him to play valorant with him, he’d hesitate at first but accept it. He looks so cute while sitting between your legs, with you behind him explaining and helping him with the game I'M SOBBING.

🎮 | Kane

Kane doesn't really mind, tbh. I think he’d just lay on his bed and watch anime till you’re done playing. Otherwise, he’d watch you playing and try to learn more from you. “OMG HOW DID U DO THAT” “Damn my girl is a pro AHAHA” bet he would say things like this. I think he’d also try to challenge you “We all know i am going to win, come on” then lose IM LAUGHING SO HARD PLS- as we all know, he hates losing even tho he always do LMAO so i think he’d get “mad” at you for laughing and making fun of the words the said earlier. Just know that everything has a consequence, so be ready for a revenge cuz this boy ain't letting you rest

🎮 | Justin

Oh lord, Justin won't leave you alone, especially after you started playing valorant. He’d ask you to play with him whenever you both are free, it’s so cute of him😭 “Fuck y/n did you train or something? How come you are beating me at killing??” He’d start bragging about how good you are at playing and this shit. Probably you would go to one of those computer cafeterias for some gaming date or to relax after watching a movie or sum. Just go play with him when u can, he loves to see your concentrate face while u play HE IS SO CUTE PLEASE

🎮 | Regie

He wouldn't believe you at first, but after you showed him your skills at playing valo, he immediately changed his mind. I dont think he plays valo that much, but Dota, so he’d probably ask you to play with him. If you dont know how to play it, he’ll teach you how to do it. Same as Oliver, but this time you are sitting on his legs while he leads your hands on the mouse and keyboard. You’d get excited because you are slowly learning and he cant help but giggle and smile while thinking about how cute you are. The urge to punch him for being so pretty and adorable damn it

🎮 | Ryan

So, as we know way too damn well, Ryan is a gamer, so bet he’d be more than happy to have a partner who’s too. He would ask you to join him to play valorant together. Ofc you’d play other games too, like Fall Guys or League of Legends, but he just finds it so cute how competitive you become while playing. You two would yell so loud that even the neighbors would come to your place to complain abt it LMAOAOAOAO DEF ME. It seems all cute but man don't be fooled by his rbf, ryan could get pissed if u win the game PLS💀💀 “Babe what’s wrong?” “Nothing sigh” you can clearly tell he is pissed so let him win the game so mf doesn't complain that much😭😭😭 He’d probably download and buy more games just for you to play together AWWW MY BABY

🎮 | Darren

As much as he likes playing video games, I don't think Darren plays that much tbh, but still he thinks it’s really cool that his s/o is a gamer. Like Justin, he’d probably go around and brag abt u being a gamer. Sometimes he’d look at you while playing, but usually he prefers lying down and putting his head on your tights while looking at his phone. BIG ASS HEAD BEING SO CUTE HELP After you are done playing he’d probably take you out for an ice cream or something. Make sure to give him a lot of attention tho, or mf will interrupt you in the middle of the game to kiss your lips fight me darren🤺

🎮 | Sebastian

Like Oliver and Darren, Seb doesnt play that much, maybe less than Darren, but still it doesnt bother him if you were a gamer. He’d let you play as much as you want, and while you do so, he’d work or watch Netflix. “What game is this? Oh I've never played it before, can I try?” such a cUTIEEEEE CRYING He can be annoying as HELL sometimes, but he just loves you a lot, and he wants to keep you as close as possible because you are his first partner (cap), or at least he considers you as it. He be trying to interrupt your game but fails miserably, like many Kane’s pranks😭😭😭 Sometimes you are too focused on your game, that you dont even notice that he went for a motorcycle ride like 2 hours ago 😭 PLEASE THIS IS SO ME💀💀

[hotch-stufff]

can i get angst 47 with gibbs 👁👁

Bruises

gif is not mine

Paring: Gibbs x Reader

Warnings!: mentions of abuse, angst, crying, comforting, abusive relationship, cursing, mentions of injuries from abuse

Prompt: "You flinched"

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I laid on the ground, not having enough energy to stand up. I couldn't move, and God did it hurt to breathe. Probably a bruised rib, would definitely have some bruises to add to the collection.

Hopefully nothing bad enough to send me to the hospital. The last time I did that, well it was just really bad, and Darren was pissed. So pissed that when we got home, he beat me all over again.

Now I know what you're thinking. What is a federal agent doing staying in an abusive relationship like this? Truth is, I had no idea. At first it was because I thought the beatings would eventually stop, but they didn't. And after realizing they would never stop, I tried to get out. But that only left to another hospital trip and threats. The threats were the only reason that I stayed.

Darren threatened a lot of things. He threatened to beat me so bad I couldn't move. To kill me. But the worst was that he threatened to hurt my team. He knew the whole team, he knew them really well. He worked at NCIS for God's sake, just not on Gibbs team. And that was enough for me to stick around.

Of course, it should be known that it wasn't always like this. Darren was a good guy in the beginning. He brought me flowers and took me out to nice restaurants. He made time for me, and I did the same for him. But then, he didn't get the open spot on Gibbs team. I did. And it all went downhill from there.

The bruises were getting extremely hard to hide. Turtlenecks and long pants were becoming my everyday wardrobe. Which wasnt the easiest thing to work in, but foundation was expensive, and Darren spent most of our money on alcohol or cigarettes. Whatever his weekly fix was. It was ... exhausting. The front I had put up in front of everyone was tearing me down, and people were starting to notice.

Tony and Ziva, who sat closest to me would send me a concerned glance each time I winced when moving. I blamed it on muscle pain, from working out so much.

Abby would see the amount of makeup I was wearing and would ask if I was okay. Of course she just thought I was insecure. She would always tell me that I was bueatiful and that I didn't need makeup. It warmed my heart each and every time she said it.

Palmer was concerned because he had caught one of my bruises. It was on my wrist and my sleeve had rolled up slightly. He had asked about it and I had told him the first lie that popped in my head. That I had fallen. He had taken me straight to Ducky to make sure that it was actually okay. Which is how Ducky got involved.

And then there was Gibbs. Gibbs didn't ask questions, he didn't push for answers, he didn't send me concerned glances. But I was certain he knew something. He didn't know what was actually going on, because he would beat the shit out of Darren if he knew. But he just seemed like he knew something. I knew that if I was going to go to anyone about my "issue", it would be him. Gibbs had been there for me since I had joined the team. And we both had spent plenty of late nights in the office talking. Me, avoiding going home to Darren and him not wanting to go back to his empty house.

Everyone had said that Gibbs was this hard man that never opened up and remained silent most of the time. But boy once he got talking, he never shut up. We talked about eveything. And sometimes nothing, just enjoying each others presence. And if I'm honest, I may have been developing feelings for the guy. But I could never do that, because Darren would probably kill him. And that scared me more than anything.

But life seemed okay. Atleast I was the only one getting hurt.

Of course until it all came crashing down. And it had just been a normal day.

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I sat at my desk, working on and endless stack of paperwork that came with each case. We had just wrapped one up, a good ending thankfully. The team was in high spirits, talking about going out to a bar tonight. But I knew Darren wouldn't have it. I had turned down the offer, instead opting to sit and do paperwork until I had to go home.

Everyone had left for the night, leaving me alone in the bullpen. My hand was a scribbling away, when I had felt the gentle tap of a hand against my shoulder. I should have been more careful, but I had thought it was Darren. So I flinched away from him and crossed my arms in front of my face.

"Y/n?" Gibbs. It was Gibbs. That was it. Just Gibbs. I instantly pulled my arms down and straightened up.

"H-hey Gibbs. What um, what can I do for you." He just stared at me, giving me the usual Gibbs glare.

"You flinched." I grimaced. Of course I did. I didn't want him to find out like this, but I guess this is how its gonna go.

"Um- I, I. Well you see Gibbs-" he cut me off.

"Is someone hittin ya?" He paused thinking, before remembering my oh so lovely boyfriend. "That son of a bitch."

"Wait Gibbs. Its not what you think." But the damage was done. He was going through everything in his mind. My clothes, the grimaces everytime I jerked around, the excuses, the late nights avoiding going home. It all made sense to him now.

"Take off your shirt." My eyes grew wide.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me." There was no avoiding this, he wasn't letting me off easily. I took a deep breath before grabbing the bottom of my turtleneck and bringing it over my head. His breath hitched when he saw the bruises that littered my skin.

"My god y/n." He shook his head, running the rough pads of his fingers up and down my arms. "Gonna kill him." And he stood back up, turning quickly before stomping towards the elevator. I slipped my shirt back on and ran after him, but he was already gone. I hurried down to the parking garage and jumped in my car speeding off.

He was gonna kill him. Although who would kill who, I didn't know.

I broke just about every speeding law on the way to my house. When I got there, the door was kicked open and yelling was coming from inside the house.

"Gibbs!" I shouted, running as fast as I could. I walked in the door and gasped. There was glass littering the floor, and picture frames scattered across the ground. I walked further in the house and found them in my kitchen. Gibbs on top of Darren, repeatedly punching him in the face.

"Gibbs! Stop!" I ran to him, pulling him off of Darren. "Stop, he isn't worth it." I pulled Gibbs up by his arm and dragged him away. But he wasn't finished.

"Ya ever go near her again, you're gonna wish you were dead. We'll come back for her stuff, you better not be here when we do." I wanted to cry, to scream, to shout. But I held it in, grabbing Gibbs more forcefully and dragging him back outside.

Once outside, we hopped in his car, and he began driving back to his house. Saying I was grateful was an understatement. Grateful that it was finally over. That maybe I could sleep at night now without worrying about waking up to another beating.

The ride was driven in silence, and soon we were at his house. He got out of the car and walked inside, leaving me out here by myslef. I walked in after him.

I found him in the the kitchen pouring a glass of Bourbon. I came up behind him hugging him.

"Thank you." He froze for a minute before turning in my grasp and brining me into a tight hug. And thats what started the tears. We stood there as I cried into his chest for what felt like forever. Until he finally pulled away and cupped my face.

"Ya didn't deserve any of that. Don't know what happened, or when it started. But ya didn't deserve any of it. You are beautiful and loved and noone should ever have to be treated the way you were." He paused and I began rambling out whatever words came to my mind.

"It was you. I stayed because he threatened you. He said he would hurt you and the team and I couldn't let him." He leaned his forehead against mine. The tears pouring steadily down my face, sobs racking by body.

"Shh, shh. Sweetheart its okay." He leaned in slightly, our lips brushing slightly. And then he leaned in the rest of the way, kissing me into he most gentle way he could. So much different than the bruising kisses that Darren would give me. He broke away after a second.

"Dont know if your ready for it, but I love ya." He said softly. "We can do this, if you want. At your own pace. I just want to show you whats its like to be loved the right way." I nodded.

"I might need some time. But I love you too... Jethro." He smiled.

"Take all the time you need. But m'not leaving your side." I giggled softly as he brought me into another hug. And I stood there whispering thank yous and I love yous until we headed off to bed. I hadn't felt this safe in a long time, and I never wanted to let this feeling go.

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[hamsterclaw]

Safe

A drabble from Terra Firma ft Hoseok.

(Part of my 50 fics drabbles series)

Pairing: Hoseok x F! reader

Genre: Non-idol AU

Rating: 18+

Word count: 650

Warnings: Mentions of previous domestic violence, unplanned pregnancy

Hoseok can sense your nervousness. He’s sitting on your couch, half-watching the movie you’ve put on.

You’re curled into his side, unusually quiet.

‘Hey,’ he says. ‘You ok?’

Your wide eyes snap to his.

‘I’m fine,’ you say, not very convincingly.

Hoseok knows he has to be gentle with you. Your ex, Darren, was a brute of a man who hurt you physically and emotionally, and although you’ve been together for over a year, sometimes he can see the shadow of your past in how you behave.

It’s subtle. Like how he can sometimes sense you holding back when you’re arguing. Like you don’t quite want to say what you really think, just in case.

Like how, sometimes, you startle if he comes up to you when you weren’t quite expecting it, focusing on something else.

And sometimes, in the way you look at him, like you’re waiting for the real monster inside him to reveal himself.

Hoseok has no monster inside him, at least not when it comes to you. He’d happily have another crack at pummelling the monster out of Darren, though.

Hosek runs his fingers over your warm skin. He leans in to kiss you, to tell you with his body that you’ll always be safe with him.

It’s not like he can’t be an asshole at times, but he’d rather hack his own arm off than harm a hair on your head.

‘I’m pregnant,’ you say, suddenly, without preamble.

Hoseok lets out a breath he hadn’t realised he was holding.

‘When did you find out?’ he asks, voice coming out surprisingly normal.

‘Last week.’

Your eyes are searching his face, and Hoseok is trying to control his facial muscles, trying to reassure you.

‘It’s yours,’ you say, and Hoseok laughs.

He has no idea how to look after a baby, but he has no doubt of your fidelity.

Your honesty shines in your face every time you look at him.

You’re worried now.

‘I’m not worried about that,’ Hoseok hastens to reassure you.

‘How do you feel about it?’ he asks, trying to buy himself time.

‘How do you feel about it?’ you counter.

‘Happy,’ Hoseok says. As soon as the words leave his mouth he realises how true they are. ‘Excited. Scared.’

‘Me too,’ you say. You sit up, and Hoseok pulls you into his arms again.

‘I can’t believe it,’ he murmurs into your hair.

You kiss him, and like always, the feel of your lips soothes him.

Hoseok presses a hand over your flat belly. ‘How far along?’

‘Eight weeks or so,’ you tell him.

Hoseok laughs. ‘It must have been that time after Yoongi’s birthday.’

You press your warm cheek to his chest.

‘I didn’t mean to cum so soon, it was just the way you were moving on my dick, the sounds you were making,’ Hoseok muses. He can remember that night, clear as day.

It’d been one of the hottest nights of his life. You’d been wearing some slinky dress he couldn’t wait to rip off you.

Shit. That reminds him, he needs to buy you a new dress.

You’re looking at him, face glowing.

‘I’m excited, Hobi,’ you tell him.

Hoseok’s helplessly endeared by the look in your eyes. ‘Me too. If it’s a boy we’ll teach him how to be a decent human being.’

‘Girls need to know that too,’ you say, giggling.

‘If it’s a girl, I’ll teach her to kick ass,’ Hoseok says, grimly. ‘For all the times you and I aren’t around to kick ass for her.’

You’re running a finger down his chest, his taut abs.

Hoseok can feel his cock stir at your touch, the way you’re looking up at him like he hung the moon.

‘C’mere,’ he says, voice husky now.

You melt into his arms like you feel safe, and Hoseok knows he’ll do everything in his power to keep it that way.

©hamsterclaw 2022

[hangovercurse]

Nerd Love

After years of working together, Pete still manages to break you.

Request: “Hi! Can I get a Pete imagine where you guys work on SNL together and you have few skits together and during one of them you can’t stop laughing”

Pete Davidson x Reader

Warnings: Cursing

Word Count: 2237

“Live from New York, it’s Saturday night!” You hear Kate and the host of the week announce before Lorne motions that the cameras had cut for commercial break. You and Pete had a sketch together in exactly 12 minutes and 45 seconds, and you were trying to cool your nerves.

You loved your job, writing on SNL was something you had dreamed of since you were in middle school, and now it was your reality. Of course, it was hard, the hours were long and the work was demanding. But having Pete by your side made it all bearable.

You had met on your first day, getting hired one season after him. You two were deemed the “babies” of the cast because you were the youngest, so naturally you got paired up. A lot.

At first it bothered you that you only really ever worked with one person, but after your first few episodes you grew to love Pete. Your energies matched so well, and whenever you wrote together you easily built of each other.

After 6 years of working on the show together, you had become really close friends. You were with him through all of his hard times, and you were one of the few people he let visit him in rehab. In return, he stuck by your side through everything, even when the internet tried to cancel you for an interview that was taken completely out of context.

You couldn’t pinpoint when, but at some point, you had developed real feelings for him. Obviously, you’d never tell him, not wanting to mess up your amazing friendship. But they still flourished, especially when you would be up until 6 am writing sketches and goofing around in the writer’s room. Of course, the comments from fans didn’t help your feelings either. They loved you guys. Anytime you posted Pete on your social media, they were all over it.

But you guys had denied the dating rumors countless times since they’d started 5 years ago. Even though having to hear the words “we’re just friends” over and over killed you.

You were lost in thought when Pete came up behind you, hands grabbing your shoulders and shaking you slightly. “Ready bookworm?” He asked, moving to stand next to you.

“Only if you are, Mr. jock-man.” You laughed, rolling your eyes.

The sketch you and Pete had written was a young couple on a really fancy date to celebrate their 6-month anniversary. Your character was going on the date with Kyle Mooney’s character. Both of you were the stereotypical nerd couple with glasses, suspenders, and everything else. Pete was playing your waiter, who obviously did not give a shit about his job. He was the stereotypical jock character. Your character was super attracted to him and kept paying attention to him. He loved the attention and would do things like show you his (reaaaallllyyy) lame tattoos, tell you about sports, and everything that nerds don’t like. Kyle obviously didn’t like that and kept trying to get your attention in the weirdest of ways.

It was pretty funny in rehearsals, almost too funny. Seeing Pete act so out of character was hilarious to you and having to overdramatically flirt with him felt ridiculous. You barely made it through in rehearsals without laughing, so you had to hope you could do it on stage.

“Y/N, Pete, and Kyle. You’re up.” The stagehand told you, and you grabbed Kyle’s hand, walking to the stage.

The sketch started and you were doing okay. You and Kyle had your conversation about your anniversary and your favorite Star Wars movies. But then Pete walked onto the stage in his ridiculous waiter getup. His white shirt was unbuttoned at the top and wrinkled, his black pants hanging low on his hips, and his apron only half tied. You bit your tongue to keep yourself together.

“Welcome to White Oyster, what do you want?” He said in a very bored voice. You acted interested, eyes raking up and down him. You felt ridiculous and had to swallow a laugh.

Kyle pushed his glasses up on his nose, “me and my girlfriend are here for our six-month anniversary, so we would like the couple’s special.” His nerd voice was incredible.

“Okay. Anything else?” Pete’s voice remained monotone.

You bit your lip, “do you recommend anything else?” You asked, trying to sound nerd-sexy.

You could see Pete struggling to contain a smile. “I mean, whatever. Food here is shitty anyways.”

Kyle’s mouth gaped, “can you not speak like that around my girlfriend, please?”

The sketch continued with you making flirty remarks towards Pete, him being very bored and unaware, and Kyle trying to direct your attention. After your second attempt at flirting with him, you could feel yourself breaking down.

“So, I was wondering. Do you have any tattoos?” You asked him, your elbow on the table, twirling a piece of your hair in your finger.

Pete nodded, pulling up his shirt to show the big MOM tattoo on his side that was drawn on earlier. You felt a giggle slip out, completely out of character.

You tried to cover it up and continue, “wow, you really must love your mom, huh?” Another chuckle leaving your mouth, “that’s kinda hot.”

Kyle looked at you with wide eyes, “Linda!” He screamed the name of your character

Pete shrugged, “Nah, I did it myself. It says WOW, like world of warcraft.”

You couldn’t help the laugh that fell out of your mouth, and one followed from Pete. This was a disaster. You tried to regain your composure, knowing Kyle was probably really frustrated right now. “I just think tattoos are so cool. You don’t have any, do you Darren?” You asked Kyle’s character, eyes narrowing at him. You heard a chuckle from Pete beside you and you bit your cheek.

Kyle faked looking flustered, “N-no. But I have all 7 of the Harry Potter books and 4 collectors wands.”

Pete nodded, “Oh cool, I have a Harry Potter tattoo.” He pulled up his arm to show his real tattoo.

Your eyes went wide, “Wow. That’s way cooler.” You batted your eyes up at Pete, making him break even more. Watching his face go red and his mouth lifting up with laughter made you squeeze your eyes to hide your laughter.

“But babe!” Kyle was starting to break now too. “You love my Harry Potter stuff!”

“It’s cool, I guess.”

The sketch continued with you and Pete laughing anytime you looked at each other, your energies feeding into one another. You both tried really hard to keep it together, but something about flirting with Pete made you so giddy inside that you couldn’t help it.

Eventually the scene ended and the lights went down. You knew the cameras probably caught an extra few seconds after the close of the sketch, meaning they caught you and Pete breaking down into fits of laughter.

You somehow made it offstage, faces red. “We’re so gonna get fired.” He said through giggles.

“I’m so sorry,” You started, trying to take breaths through your laughs. “I don’t know why I couldn’t hold it together.”

“You looked ridiculous.” Pete laughed, pointing at your glasses.

 After the show you made your way back to your dressing room, changing into your day clothes and getting ready to leave. You finally checked your phone, which had been off the duration of the show.

Your twitter feed was filled with clips of you and Pete laughing through the sketch.

They’re so cute together #goals

Love their friendship

Get you someone who looks at you like Pete looks at Y/N

Poor Kyle ☹

The way they can’t get through a skit because they’re too in love

And they say they aren’t dating…

Can’t believe the unprofessionalism

Pete and Y/N are dating… no one can convince me otherwise

The flirting!!! The looks!!!

I would like Pete and Y/N to get married and adopt me please

Your heart melted at all the comments, a sigh leaving your mouth. You watched the video and noticed the way he looked at you anytime you broke character, it was the same way you looked at him all the time.

You shook your head, convincing yourself you were imagining it. You couldn’t afford to think like that, it would ruin your friendship.

A knock at your door pulled you out of your thoughts, “Y/N, wanna go grab a drink with me?” It was Pete.

“You can come in.” You called, and he did so. “I don’t know, I was thinking I might just go home. I’m pretty tired.” You really just wanted to go home and sort through your feelings for the umpteenth time that month.

He nodded, watching as you tossed various items in your bag, “you were great tonight.”

You giggled, “Pete I barely made it through our sketch, it was a disaster.”

He rolled his eyes, walking over to where you were at your vanity. “I messed up too, but it was fine. No one noticed.”

You leaned into the mirror, fixing your makeup slightly. Pete was very close to you, watching you through said mirror. “Trust me, Petey. Everyone noticed.” You laughed, standing up straight again.

Your back was inches from his chest, and you could suddenly feel a different sort of tension in the air. But you didn’t make any move to shift away from him. He gave you a quizzical look through the mirror and you took out your phone, turning to him.

You took in a breath at the proximity. You weren’t close enough to kiss or anything, but his chest was only a few inches away from you. You shook away the thoughts you were having and opened your twitter, letting him scroll through the tweets. He chuckled and shook his head as he read them, eventually handing you your phone back.

“People really like us together.” He said, smiling.

You rolled your eyes, “They have for the past like, 6 years, Petey. We’re funny.” You smiled moving to turn back to grab your bag, but his hand grabbed your hip and made you stay facing him.

Your mind went blank at his touch, trying to figure out if this was real or if you were just really really tired. “That’s not what I meant.” He said, quieter.

You laughed, looking away from his eyes, not really knowing what to say. “I mean, people have always thought… stuff like that.” You mumbled, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

Pete’s eyes were searching your face, taking in every detail. “Have you ever thought about, like, why people think we’re…” He trailed off, but you knew what he was implying.

You blushed, looking down at your toes. “I mean, I guess we’re together a lot and we get on well. People just like to make assumptions, I guess.”

“Yeah, and I’m sure it doesn’t help that I can never keep my eyes off of you, even when the cameras are rolling.” He said, a chuckle following.

You smiled, looking back up at him, your brain trying to process what he just said. After a few moments of silence, you spit out a “why are you bringing this up?” Your voice was soft, almost a whisper.

He sighed, hand moving from your hip and rubbing his face lightly. “I don’t know, I’ve just been thinking a lot.” You gave him a look that told him to continue. “I mean, I think it’s kind of obvious that I like you.”

Your mouth dropped, “obvious? Pete Davidson you have been far from obvious about your feelings.” You really thought you were dreaming, hearing those words from him was just impossible.

“Are you kidding me? How many sketches do I have to write just so I can flirt with you? Have you not picked up on the fact that literally every sketch I write for you to be in we’re playing some sort of couple?” He laughed, stepping towards you, and grabbing your hips again. “Dude, and I thought I was oblivious to this shit.”

“In my defense I’ve spent the past like 6 years trying to convince myself you didn’t feel the same way.” You said, a smile crossing your face.

Pete rolled his eyes, leaning closer to you, “now why would you wanna do that?” There was a playful tone in his voice, but you couldn’t help your serious answer.

“Because I didn’t wanna read the signs wrong and mess up our friendship.” You sighed.

Pete’s smile softened, “Y/N I literally want to kill you right now for making me wait this long.” You giggled, leaning closer to him. “But you’re cute so I guess I can let it slide.”

“If I kiss you will it make up for it?” You asked, batting your eyelashes.

Pete pretended to think about it, “hmmm, maybe. You should definitely give it a shot to see.”

You rolled your eyes, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into you. Your lips touched his and it was like everything in the universe suddenly aligned. His mouth moved against yours in soft, perfect motions. His hands pulled you closer into him, your bodies molding together like it was meant to be.

When you finally pulled away for breath, he pressed his forehead against yours, a wide grin on his face. “So, about those drinks?”