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jupitators-queen · 3 years ago

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Get your crush || Choi Yeonjun

Summary: y/n and or nameless character happens to have things happening to her in a way that seems like a dream. The things happened seemed like they were in her imagination, cause why would her popular known crush notice her, but oh they’re a reality.

Word count: around 1.3k

A/N: This is my first time posting on tumblr so bare with me, though it’s not my first time writing. I have a couple of stories on ‘wattpad’ and i thought “why not post some of my quick story ideas to tumblr?” so here we are after a long ass debate with myself. also, the mention of ‘she’ is just to give out the idea that there’s an extra person but they don’t have much relation to the story and i got lazy with coming up with names (hence why the reader is y/n) but lets not talk about that. I hope you enjoy my stories :)

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"I'll quickly go get it then i'll head out" I told myself after debating whether or not I should go back to class to get my pencil case. At first I got lazy cause I got plenty of pens and pencils back at home, but after I remembered my favorite pens being in my pencil case, I headed back to get it. As I got to the classroom I heard voices in there so I peeked to see who's in there. And to my displeasure 'she' was there with none other than 'Yeonjun' with her. Let's just say that I have developed a liking towards the boy for sometime now, but that's a story for some other time. She was known as one of the bad kids whom you shouldn't hang out with. As for her name ... It doesn't really matter here anyways; but all I know is that Yeonjun and her have a project together. Yeonjun on the other hand, was an amazing person. He was smart, hardworking, sporty (strong ;)) and nice but never a push over. If you don't like him, then you must be jealous of him, its one of the two. And I... Well I study hard, do my best and I mind my own business. She sat there writing down on some paper with her cigarette between her lips, with no care in the world. As if its not allowed to smoke in school. is she even real? She let out a puff bothering Yeonjun, so took away the cigarette from her with distress and irritation written all over his face. For a second, I thought he was going to smoke, but eventually he threw the item on the floor and stepped on it to turn it off. She simply eyed him then continued on with her work. Yeonjun looked up at the slightly opened door which made me jump and stumble backwards "I guess I'll just come back later" I quickly got up and rushed away. 3rd P.O.V : Yeonjun got up from working on this unpleasant project to see what happened to the person who was behind the door. Once he opened it fully, nobody was there. Confused, yeonjun went back to his seat shaking his head to shrug away the idea that a ghost might be there and continued focusing on working so he can finish his parts of the project faster. *end of 3rd P.O.V* My week went on at a very routinely pace. Go to school, have classes after classes, go back home, do work, sleep and repeat. I ended my weekend hoping that next week would be slightly different and hopefully feel lighter.

--- As I watched the teacher give the lecture absent mindedly, boredom was slowly taking over me, I can only hear my thoughts and my quiet breathing. Class ended with us assigned to do even more work, so I got straight to it. I looked up from my work because of some noise and chatter. I saw yeonjun standing there with his hands in his pockets and a small smile adoring his features. My heart did a little thing and I had to look away.

ugh if only i can have small conversations with him between classes... i can only dream.

My peace was soon ruined as one of the witches sitting a couple desks away, decided to throw shade at me. I looked up at her, raised my eyebrow clearly irritated but she dismissed my expression and continued on. "Stop starring at him weirdo, he won't like you" she remarked as she laughed with her friends. I took in a deep breath as I ignored her once more. And honestly it was embarrassing that she said that while he's here.

I know i sometimes stare at him but not for too long cause i don’t want to be a creep.

"Pretending to not hear me loser? Yeah you're silent cause you know I was right" "hey stop it!" The whole class went dead silent once his voice was heard. why is he standing up for me? no he’s quite literally standing up. I stood up to go out of the room put got stopped mid way.

I turned around to see yeonjun behind me holding my wrist. Though his grip was quite firm, it was still gentle. nooo i don’t have time to get butterflies now!

My eyes went from starring at his hand on my wrist to his face. I had confusion written all over my face.

"Oho, I didn't think you'd have such a taste in women, boring ugly weeb-" stepping forward, my hand grabbed her hair, pulling her head and smacking it against the table; with a loud smack, she fell to the ground whining in pain. Everything happened too quickly and I just moved subconsciously. ooohh i’m gonna get in trouble for this.

"That was the last straw, mess around with someone else b" I huffed and sat back down on my chair, 'she' came in and looked at me up and down then looked at yeonjun. She chuckled then went to her seat. For days after that, nothing remarkable happened, other than the few laughs and words that get thrown at me, but nothing big.

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It’s finally the weekend! and right now, i’m at one of my favorite parks. it’s not as known, so it’s always quiet .

I was standing at the railing on the small bridge, looking down at the water. This place always calms me down but its a bit dangerous as it gets slippery so you have to be careful.

3rd P.O.V: yeonjun was walking around breathing in the beautiful air, taking in the scenery. As he walked by the lake, he saw a familiar person, he sensed their familiar presence too. He looked at her from a distance. Her hair waving around because of the wind as she looked around with the softest smile on her face.

She leaned forward to touch the water but it was a bit far from her touch, she then looked up at the tree that had flowers growing on it. She reached forward to grab one but still it was a bit far from her reach, so eventually yeonjun walked over to her so he can help her get one of the flowers of the tree. but a step away from her, she got frustrated and stomped on the ground.

She reached farther and as she was about to grab the flower she slipped falling into the water, and in no time yeonjun was right behind her. Luckly she didn't fully get into the water cause she held onto the bottom of the rail. She let out a scream of fear cause she wasn't any good at swimming. Yeonjun came from behind her wrapping his arm around her waist and slowly pulling her with him to the side. At first she flinched as a small gasp escaped her mouth, soon after she recognized yeonjun she felt her body relax. "Hold on to my shoulders, so I can swim with both arms to get to the side faster" she carefully did as he told her but she was shaky cause she was somewhat afriad of drowning "its OK don't worry!" Yeonjun kept on reassuring her constantly until they safely arrived.

They sat there heavily breathing, trying to calm down and realize what happened. she couldn’t believe what was happening! is she dreaming?!

Yeonjun chuckled "this is interesting .... Are you OK?" He turned to her, eyes sparkling with a little smile on his face. She blushed "y-yes, i-im fine" she stuttered a bit, mentally cursing at herself for this, but she liked him too much to not be affected. "T-thank you for helping me, I was afraid I'd drown" she mumbled while fiddling with her fingers.

He was able to hear her despite how quietly she spoke "Don't mention it... Though you'll most likely not drown cause its not as deep as it seems" he leaned closer to her nearly making her stop breathing "oh.. I didn't k-know that" with a slight confused face she looked down again.

He noticed how she was acting, he found her very cute, so he decided to tell her "Relax, I like you too!" He softly stated. Her head snapped to the side looking at him with wide eyes and her mouth slightly open, he let out a hearty laugh that sounded heavenly to her "a-are you serious?" She asked in disbelief "a hundred percent!" She felt her heart about to burst as she couldn't get any redder. is this really happening?!!!!! her thoughts were a mess.

He leaned closer and kissed her cheek, she laughed in shock, but what surprised him is that she happily and boldly returned it making him blush.

They were one unique couple. But they were happy to be together. Their differences made them closer and their likenesses connected them further. The end

P.S his outfit for the weekend that i imagined had this shirt on but imagine it with black hair instead. if that happened i would just e v a p o r a t e

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atlas-of-a-human-soul · 4 years ago

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18, 19 & 24 for E?

18. "You're not gonna hurt me."

19. "I hate Halloween."

24. "I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about."

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Warnings: murder, blood, violence, swearing

The curfew started an hour ago yet the streets were filled with trick or treaters. A part of her wondered if the parents who let their kids out unsupervised were sane, but then again, wasn’t she out as well?

The murders shaking up the little town had yet to stop, the seventh victim had been found.

Seven women, all drowned to death but it wasn’t before the killer had his sick fun with torturing them first.

Shuddering, Y/N wrapped her arms around herself, looking around for the reason why she’s outside. If it were up to her, she’d be holed up inside with a scary movie on and a big bowl of popcorn to satisfy her anxiety. His arm would be around her, easing the fear, and they’d steal glances at each other every so often until one of them would give up and steal a kiss.

Y/n’s ideal Halloween would have been just like that. Unfortunately, she agreed to go out for a movie date with her boyfriend and his twin who was in town for a night.

“AH!” She screamed as someone jerked her from behind, laughing and wheezing at the same time.

“You should ‘ave seen your face!!” Grayson cackled, falling on his ass from laughter and she frowned before looking to her boyfriend.

“I hate Halloween.” She rolls her eyes, standing by her statement as Grayson wheezes and Ethan chuckles.

“C’mon! It was funny!” Ethan opens his arms and while reluctant, Y/N embraces the opportunity to hold him close. He was her flame and she a moth who willingly played with fire.

“You scared me half to death.” Complaining, her words are muffled by his chest where she buried her face, all too embarrassed about the way she screamed and angry she’s so easily scared.

“As if anyone could hurt you when I’m around.” Ethan presses a sweet kiss atop her head, swaying her left to right. Gazing up at his face, she notices a beautiful smile adorning his plush lips and there’s a sense of pure awe washing over her.

Ethan is a man many would fall for. Many did.

Charming, incredibly witty and intelligent, he owned every room her entered. He didn’t even ask for the attention, it was given freely and in abundance. His good looks attracted girls, his sporty hobbies attracted the men and no matter how many times she asked herself how he could have fallen for her - a social misfit, her brain never could form a believable answer.

“We’ll be late, love birds! Save the smooching for the bedroom.” Grayson teased, going ahead of the two. It was known he was definitely a Halloween fan and while horror movies scared him, Grayson insisted on watching one every year.

Walking hand in hand, Y/N and Ethan reminisced. It was easy to get lost in the autumn magic, the colorful trees around them and the dim light of streetlights making them wish they were alone to kiss without anyone giving them dirty looks.

“I’m really glad you came with us tonight.” Ethan whispers, making Grayson shush him as result. The movie had started a while ago, nothing too interesting to keep Y/N’s attention. She had watched The Hills Have Eyes so many times before it just lost its appeal.

Moving her legs aside, Y/N had let a girl pass by, only to turn her attention back to Ethan.

“I’m glad you wanted me to.” Smiling sheepishly, she let him take her hand, watching him pull it up to his lips and press a tender kiss.

“Do you want anything? I’ll go to the bathroom quick.” He raises an eyebrow, expecting her to ask for a popcorn refill but she shakes her head.

“Just you to come back.” Her smile wide, Y/N pressed a kiss to the corner of his lips, even if he did shake his head and smirk at her instead of giving her a kiss she craved.

It was an unstoppable craving for Ethan ever since he first kissed her after Sociology. She was smitten, hopelessly infatuated by him.

“Count on it.” Pecking the tip of her nose, Ethan was quick to disappear, leaving Y/N with a growing unsteadiness within.

Minutes passed and she began to grow anxious. Nervously bouncing her leg, Y/N sighed, checking her phone a few times before texting Ethan who had not sent a reply.

Chewing on the inside of her bottom lip, she couldn’t even follow what’s happening on the screen, lost in her own thoughts and the possible reasons why he has yet to return.

Perhaps there was a line for the bathroom? Perhaps he just needed to take a dump? Maybe he decided to get her the popcorn anyway?

Whatever the reason may be, she was done waiting.

“Gray”, she whispered, getting his attention. “I’ll go check on E.” She stood up, catching a nod in acknowledgement before leaving.

She didn’t bother checking the entrance, heading for the bathroom straight away. She knocked on the men’s room, calling his name but there was no answer and her raging heart told her something’s wrong.

Instead of panicking, she figured she should call him again in case he didn’t hear the texts. Walking into the women’s room for privacy, Y/N had expected anything but what she found.

Her eyes noticed the blood on white tiles, contrasting like rubies in the winter snow. Her black boots were already in the puddle of the pungent smell of iron - the kind that one smells after rain had corroded the pipes.

Shaky hands, tense body, Y/N dared to look ahead and toward the body of the lifeless woman who was very much alive when she moved out of her way earlier. She had her eyes open just as she did in the theatre, but there was nothing behind them - no happiness nor pair, no hope for the future.

And that’s when she found the culprit walking out of a stall.

There’s no remorse on his angelic, blood splattered, face nor guilt in his hazel eyes. The lips who showed her nothing but tenderness now formed a scowl she could never erase from memory.

“E-Ethan?” She stuttered in disbelief, looking to the knife he clutched possessively with his left hand.

“You really should have stayed and watched the movie.” Ethan sighs, too dramatically for it to be real. He step over the body as if it’s trash, nearing Y/N who stumbled back only to crash into a wall.

Breathing shallow and fast, she no longer felt tense but broken and shaken beyond what she believed to be possible. Her mind spins with every step he gets closer and there’s no strength inside her to run.

She always thought in a situation where it’s “fight or flight” she’d be able to run, but her body froze, remaining at the mercy of the one she thought loved her.

“You’re not gonna hurt me.” Her tone lacked conviction, but her eyes remained on him.

Ethan could smell the fear on her. Even if she spoke valiantly, he’d see through her. Widen eyes, nostrils flared, breathing as if she had run a marathon? She feared him. And he liked it.

“I wouldn’t be so sure about that, love.” He drawled it out, lifting his arm until the tip of his knife pressed against her throat. “You see, she thought so too.” Ethan cranes his neck so Y/N could see the victim behind him only to snap his head back into position, making her gasp.

“Why? At least tell me if it was all a lie?” Her shaky voice entertains him and the way her carotid pulses only excites him. She’s a pretty girl, but she’s gorgeous when she’s scared of him.

“What do you think?” He raises an eyebrow, a cunning smile spreading across his lips as her chin quivers. “I’m the tall dark stranger your parents warned you about.”

But before he makes the fatal cut, Ethan hears the sirens. It’s unlikely they’re for him, but he can never be too careful.

“I guess it’s your lucky night, love. Do clean up and head back. I’ll join shortly.” Nodding his head toward the door, Ethan steps back, bringing the tip of the blade to his lips. “And be quiet if you know what’s good for you.”

Pushing the heavy door, Y/N ran out, her legs finally serving her right. She ran past the theatre, straight to the register.

“Call 911!”

Her instincts told her not to. Her treacherous heart screamed at her to pretend she didn’t see anything. She wanted to. She really wanted to pretend, but as the guy asked questions why, she covered her mouth and held back a sob.

Shaking her head, she turned away and ran outside as the guy called the police regardless of her lacking response, aware she could be the reason why Ethan is apprehended.

And that should make her feel good, right? She should be happy? It certainly looked like he was the killer everyone’s been talking about, so why didn’t she feel good about it? Why did she feel sick to her stomach with the thought of never having his arms around her?

Perhaps she was just as mad as he is.

As the night went on, Y/N remained in her bed, terrified to turn on the news. But she had to. Something told her she had to.

‘The Beast has struck again, leaving the county police with yet another horrendous death on their hands. The cashier at the movies told us there was a girl running out of the bathroom, instructing him to call the police. It is unclear if the girl had witnessed the murder or just found the body, but as of now, no arrests have been made. The cameras were disconnected at the time of the murder and an hour after. According to the police, the footage of the witness and possible murderer is unrestrainable.’

“Fuck.” Y/N mutters under her breath. Not only did the news just tell Ethan she had called the cops, but they also confirmed he wasn’t even a suspect. That means...

“Knock, knock!” She heard the pounding on her front door, breaking her out of her thoughts. The voice is familiar, the one she once adored now making her question everything.

“Open up and let’s have a nice chat!”

#dolan twins #ethan dolan #ethan dolan x reader #ethan dolan au #dolan twins halloween blurbs #halloween prompts #grayson dolan

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zen3to5 · 4 years ago

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J/H 6-16: Man With Money

Continuing the trend of refocusing the arc kicked off by Jackie's mom to actually be about Jackie...

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SHOW TITLE INT. FORMAN BASEMENT – NIGHT A small section of the gang laze around – HYDE in his chair, DONNA on one end of the couch and FEZ on the other, KELSO in the lawn chair. Kelso and Fez are dressed rather “sporty” for just sitting around. ERIC comes down the stairs, wearing an extremely ‘70s three-piece orange suit with a brown shirt and awful tie. He pauses at the landing and strikes a pose. ERIC: Well? Is orange my color? HYDE: If you’re planning on being ringmaster at the pumpkin patch carnival this Halloween. Eric strolls down the rest of the way, sits next to Donna on the couch. He notices her and Hyde’s casual attire. ERIC: You two aren’t dressing up? Come on – it’s a cocktail party. DONNA: It’s your parents’ cocktail party. You’ve never even wanted to go to one before, let alone dress for it. ERIC: Hey, I’m an engaged man, Donna, soon to be married. It’s time to start showing a little class and maturity at social events. DONNA: You’re in that suit because my dad’s bringing Jackie’s mom, aren’t you? ERIC: That might have something to do with it. KELSO: Man, Pam Burkhart. One time, back when I was dating Jackie, Pam was trying to wash her car, right, and she leaned over and, like, squeezed out the sponge. That’s all I remember, ‘cause I rode my bike straight into a tree. She’s why I’m dressed up. FEZ: Me too. She is like a glorious golden sun goddess looking for strapping young temple boys. Mexico was very good to her. He, Kelso, and Eric all sigh and gaze dreamily up to the ceiling. HYDE: Hey, can we shut up about Pam? KELSO: Hyde, if you’ve got a better subject of conversation than the finest set of T and A on any of our moms, I don’t think I wanna hear it. HYDE: Yeah, well, that great T and A are on a lousy mom who ditched their kid, and now that she’s back, Jackie’s a mess. There’s so much crying going on in my room, I’m gonna need a drainage pump or an Aqua-Lung. KELSO: Oh, like in Creature from the Black Lagoon? The chick in that movie is pretty smokin’ too. FEZ: (gasps) If you put her together with Mrs. Burkhart, you have the sun and water goddesses! He, Kelso, and Eric look up and sigh again. HYDE: I just need everyone to zip it about Pam before Jackie gets here. DONNA: Yeah, and definitely don’t say anything about her mom dating my dad. Jackie doesn’t know yet, and we haven’t figured out how to tell her. As Donna says the back half of that line, JACKIE comes down the stairs. JACKIE: Tell me what? She sits in Hyde’s lap and looks to Donna, expecting. DONNA: Um... that Hyde signed you up for ballroom dance lessons. JACKIE/HYDE: What? They look to each other. Jackie is beaming; Hyde doesn’t know what the hell just happened. JACKIE: I can’t believe you finally agreed to that! HYDE: (glares at Donna) Neither can I. KELSO: (laughing) Hyde in dance class? HYDE: Man, you know why they call it a “ballroom?” ‘Cause that’s what they might as well cut off every man who sets foot in one. JACKIE: Okay, I know I’m going to have to put up with a lot of complaining like that, but I’m finally going to have you out on the dance floor in a tuxedo, so I don’t care! She throws her arms around his neck, kisses his cheek, and cuddles. FEZ: (to Hyde) Why didn’t you start the lessons sooner so you could show them off at the cocktail party? You know Bob and Pam are going to strut their stuff as soon as the music comes on. We all heard about their date at the disco. Jackie’s head snaps up. JACKIE: My mom and Donna’s dad are dating? She looks around the room; no one can meet her eyes except for Hyde, who gives a small, reluctant nod. Jackie jumps out of Hyde’s lap and runs into his room. HYDE: Jackie, wait! He starts after her. He pauses long enough to lean over the back of the couch and point a threatening finger at Fez. HYDE (cont’d): If I don’t drown, I’m kicking your ass! He disappears into his room as Fez sinks down into the couch.

MAIN CREDITS BUMPER MUSIC NOTE: “Mack the Knife” performed by Louis Armstrong. INT. FORMAN LIVING ROOM – NIGHT Cocktails with the Formans. It isn’t a large party – just a few older couples, spread out through the living room. “Mack the Knife” plays on the record player. RED, manning the home bar, even sings along. KITTY, fresh from the kitchen with a tray of hors d’oeuvres, sets it on the coffee table and half-walks, half-dances over to him. RED: (singing) When the shark bites With his teeth, dear... KITTY: Well, you’re awfully happy. RED: I’m hittin’ the hard booze for the first time since the heart attack, Kitty. Life is worth living again. Plus, chances are everyone here’s getting hammered, so I get to have the cops tow everyone’s car. The front door opens, and in walk BOB and PAM, hand-in-hand. Pam is overdressed in a rather scandalous gown. They head straight for the bar. BOB: Hey, everybody. I brought a date! Look how tall she is. It’s like I’m dating the Statue of Liberty. KITTY: Oh, Kitty, I just love coming over to your house. You have such unique tastes. It’s like being at a giant flea market. (taps the bar) Tequila Sunrise and keep ‘em coming, Red. Red gives her a small smile, nods, and gets to work. Kitty eyes him; he should have made a sharp remark by now. Eric strolls in from the kitchen, immediately crosses to Pam. Donna, with much less enthusiasm, is a few steps behind him. ERIC: Mrs. Burkhart? That’s weird. Golly, I didn’t know you were dropping by. DONNA: (to Eric) Yeah, you did. I told you she was. And you just said that’s why you were wearing your tacky, pumpkin-colored suit. ERIC: I’m sorry, Donna. I think you’ve confused “tacky” with “handsome.” (to Pam) Which – I don’t mean to brag, but... He laughs, strikes a pose, and leads her into the party, Bob in tow. They don’t get very far, however, before Kelso and Fez rush in from the kitchen. KELSO: Where is she? What’s she wearing? They join Bob and Eric in crowding around Pam, who seems a little too pleased with all the attention. Donna shakes her head. Kitty taps on the bar. KITTY: Tall Manhattan and keep ‘em coming, Red. Red gives a curt nod, gets to work. Donna and Kitty watch as Pam sits down in Red’s chair and crosses her legs. KITTY (cont’d): Oh, look at her. (to Red) Would you ever want me to show that much leg? RED: Absolutely not. KITTY: (beat) And why not? RED: (frowns) You set me up. Kitty just glares at him in reply. She snatches her finished drink from his hands and moves into the party. Red looks to Donna, as if for answers; she just shrugs. Over at Red’s chair, the boys are at rapt attention as Pam shares a story. PAM: So that’s when I realized that tapas sounds a lot like “topless.” But, I had already promised, so... BOB: (to the boys) Ah, she’s got it all – looks and beauty. ERIC: So, Mrs. Burkhart – have, um... have you ever seen The Graduate? Before she can answer, Jackie and Hyde enter from the kitchen. Pam rises, crosses with Bob to meet them. The boys disperse into the party. PAM: (to Jackie) Hi, honey. I was hoping you’d be here. Jackie doesn’t so much as look at Pam. Instead, she turns to Hyde. JACKIE: So Steven, I love that new figurine you got me for my birthday. It’s a unicorn, which is sweet, but you stole it out of a rich person’s yard, which is so foxy. Pam, scandalized, gapes at Hyde; he just grins back. BOB: Jackie, your mother’s talking to you. Jackie doesn’t look at Bob either. JACKIE: (to Hyde) Boy, I hope the Formans don’t need to call a repairman for their stove. I think I smell a gas leak. She moves past Pam and Bob to get at the hors d’oeuvres on the coffee table. HYDE: (to Pam & Bob) The silent treatment. I’m not usually on the outside watching it. That’s good stuff. He moves past them to follow Jackie. They sit down next to each other on the couch and snack. Donna crosses to them, sits on the other side of Jackie. DONNA: Okay, Jackie, I know that was a lousy way to find out your mom and my dad are dating, but you’re with me now in wanting them to stop seeing each other, right? Jackie doesn’t answer or meet Donna’s eyes. Her snacking gets faster, the bites sharper. Hyde notices; Donna doesn’t. DONNA (cont’d): You know my dad’s buying a hot tub now? With a euphoria jet? He said, (doing Bob) “I have all this extra money, and Pammy’s helping me spend some.” (normal voice) Well, “Pammy” sure doesn’t waste any time before she starts tapping the first national bank of “lonely rich guy.” Jackie, still not looking up at Donna, snaps a toothpick in her hands. HYDE: (warning) Donna... DONNA: (to Jackie) God, why can’t my dad see that your mom is nothing but a tramp? Jackie jumps to her feet. JACKIE: Oh, you shut up about my mom! She should be going after a cool rich guy, like Jack Nicholson or a Bee Gee. Your Bob of a dad is lucky she settled for him as a meal ticket! DONNA: Excuse me? You’re saying my dad’s not good enough? JACKIE: Oh, so you see it too! She turns heel and disappears back into the kitchen. DONNA: (to Hyde) What the hell was that? She talks about what a gold digger her mom is all the time! HYDE: (stands) Hey, Donna, you know how Jackie just told you to shut up? DONNA: Yeah... HYDE: Shut up! He follows after Jackie. Donna shakes her head and throws her hands up. At the front of the room, Fez and Kelso try to make their way to the kitchen door with a bottle of gin tucked into Kelso’s blazer. Kitty intercepts them at Red’s chair. KITTY: Oh, I cannot believe you kids! Trying to sneak off with my good gin. She takes the bottle and starts for the bar. KELSO: (to Fez) Yeah, I shoulda known. She can smell booze from a mile away. He isn’t as quiet as he thinks; Kitty turns around, and Red comes over from the bar. KITTY: Excuse me? KELSO: Oh... I said, “you smell like booze from a mile away.” RED: That’s worse, dumbass. Fez tugs on Kelso’s sleeve, and they vanish into the kitchen. Kitty and Red return to the bar, where Pam and Bob are waiting. PAM: Oh, what a lovely evening. If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear I was with rich people. RED: (to Pam) Want another drink? He takes out two glasses. Kitty puts one of them away. KITTY: Honey, you shouldn’t be drinking. You have a doctor’s appointment tomorrow. (to Pam) He has a heart condition. He’s very old. RED: (to Kitty) You mean I have to stand here making drinks for these freeloaders when I can’t touch the stuff myself? That’s it – I’m calling the cops. Everyone’s getting towed. He steps out from behind the bar and moves for the phone. BUMPER EXT. FORMAN DRIVEWAY – DAY The next morning. The Toyota rests in the drive. Red and Kitty step out. Red has a large HEART MONITOR strapped to his right arm. RED: I don’t care what that doctor says. I’m not wearing this stupid heart monitor. It makes me look like a damn robot. KITTY: Red, I'm sure you won't even know it's there. It'll only beep if your heart rate goes above normal, like when you get agitated or excited or extra angry or extra happy. She gives him a playful poke in the arm. KITTY (cont’d): Putting my money on extra angry. Red grunts, opens up the trunk. RED: I bet the damn thing doesn't even work. He and Kitty gather up grocery bags as they continue talking. KITTY: You know what, Red? Your attitude stinks. You wouldn't be in this mess if you'd just listened to me in the first place. RED: Kitty... KITTY: I told you to eat more fiber in the mornings. I told you to exercise. I even told you to wear more comfortable shoes for circulation. Did you listen? No. So I guess I'm just gonna keep telling you and telling you and telling you – The heart monitor lets out a quick series of loud beats. RED: What do you know? It does work. He slams the lid down on the trunk and heads inside. BUMPER EXT. PINCIOTTI BACKYARD – DAY A freshly acquired item takes up most of the backyard space: A HOT TUB, up and running even in winter. Kelso enjoys a good soak in the dub, while Eric, Hyde, and Jackie sit on the lawn bench. KELSO: Hey, I can't believe you guys aren't in Bob's hot tub. You know, I feel like Warren Beatty in a movie about a hot tub. He's, like, hot tubbin', then, like... other stuff happens. ERIC: Kelso, just so you know, Bob was in there an hour ago, so you are, like, covered in hot, bubbly Bob. Kelso considers for a moment, then shrugs, “I’m good with that.” Donna comes out from the kitchen, freezes mid-step when she sees Jackie. DONNA: Well, well. If it isn’t little miss junior prospector. Apparently my dad’s not good enough for your mom to dig her claws into, but it’s fine for her to leave her little cuckoo bird here to steal room and food. JACKIE: Look, Donna – DONNA: No, okay? You’re the one who’s been saying ever since your mom got back that she’s just here to find another free ride, and I’m not gonna let her do that to my dad. I just need to show him what a big mistake this is. KELSO: “Big mistake?” Bob is Bob, and he’s getting me-quality girls. He’s living life, Kelso style. How can you wanna take that away from your dad, Donna? ERIC: I’m with Kelso on this one. Bob needs to love that woman for all she’s worth. DONNA: Eric! ERIC: What, what are you gonna do, cut me off from sex again? DONNA: (to Jackie) She’s making my dad take her out on all these expensive dates, they’re buying stupid crap like this hot tub - KELSO: “Stupid?” There’s snow on the grown, and I’m, like, a million degrees in this thing. And with this euphoria jet, all of Fez’s “needs” problems are ancient history. Everyone but Kelso shivers a little at the thought. DONNA: (to Jackie) Your mom’s doing everything you said she’d do, and she’s doing it to my dad, who’s never been anything but nice to you, and who took you in when your mom ran off and you had no place to go. JACKIE: (stands) God, Donna, I am so sick of hearing about this! You know, I’m not any happier than you are that they’re together. DONNA: Then why are you sticking up for your mom all of a sudden? JACKIE: I’m not sticking up for her, okay? It’s just... it’s just... She shifts on her feet, looks around; if she even knows or understands the real answer, she doesn’t want to say it. JACKIE (cont’d): How can a beautiful woman like my mom be going out with a great, big mayonnaise lover like your dad? This morning, at breakfast, your dad burped right in front of my mom, and she laughed, Donna. Laughed! Okay, we’re Burkharts. We don’t burp, and we don’t tolerate people who do. DONNA: God, Jackie, you can be such an ungrateful little bitch. Jackie recoils at the words. Her eyes turn wet and glassy. She runs around the house and out of the yard. HYDE: Well, there goes the rest of my day. Way to go, Donna. He stands, starts to follow Jackie. KELSO: (to Hyde) Hey, before you go, can you hand me my clothes? I’m all done peeing. He points to the shirt and pants folded by the base of the hot tub. HYDE: Kelso, are you naked? KELSO: (beat) No. Eric, could you hand me my clothes, please? ERIC: (stands) I'm sorry, buddy. I can't hear you over the hot tub. Did you hear him, Hyde? HYDE: I think so. I think he said to take his clothes and run away. ERIC: Oh! Hyde nabs Kelso’s clothes, and he and Eric take off around the house. KELSO: Guys - guys, come back! No good; he’s trapped in the tub. KELSO (cont’d): (to Donna) Well, looks like I'm gonna have to be nude in front of you, and that's kind of awkward. So, I think you should nude up. Donna heads back inside. CUT TO: INT. FORMAN KITCHEN – DAY Lunchtime. Red reads the newspaper at the kitchen table as Kitty prepares a plate for him and brings it over. KITTY: Okay, good news, Red. I made your favorite lunch - lasagna! She hands him the plate, he takes it. RED: Thanks. KITTY: “Thanks?” Aren't you excited? Let's hear that monitor! RED: So every time you do something nice for me, I'm supposed to have a heart attack? KITTY: Well, no, not an attack. Just a little episode. (laughs) I mean, what does it take to get that beeper going? Bob and Pam enter through the patio door. PAM: Hi, Red. Red’s heart monitor sounds off. RED: (to Kitty) Wow, that must be the lasagna kicking in. He makes a show of taking a hearty bite. FADE TO BLACK COMMERCIAL BUMPER INT. FORMAN LIVING ROOM – DAY A short time later. Kitty sits in the middle of the couch, arms tightly crossed, while Red sits uncomfortably in his chair. RED: Hey, what do you say we have some more of that lasagna? Boy, was that delicious. Out of the corner of his mouth, he makes a beeping noise. He points to his heart monitor and pulls a “look at that!” face. KITTY: Oh, can it, Red. When Pam showed up, your heart monitor went off like a freaking slot machine. RED: Pam had nothing to do with that thing going off, dammit! KITTY: Oh, and look at us now. We're arguing. Can't even get a beep out of you. The kitchen door swings open. Kelso marches in, naked except for a garden hose wrapped around his naughty place. KELSO: Your son is a jerk. He heads up the stairs. Red and Kitty share a look; Red shrugs. CUT TO: EXT. PINCIOTTI BACKYARD – DAY Immediately following. Bob and Pam enjoy a nice soak. Red and Kitty come around the house, mid-argument. RED: Okay, come on. I am gonna prove to you that I am not attracted to Pam. They step up to the tub. PAM: Hey, guys. Red’s heart monitor goes off. Kitty looks up and glowers at Red. RED: (to Kitty) I think I'm having a war flashback. I'm messed up, Kitty. I'm real messed up. He turns around and hurries out of the yard. CUT TO: INT. HYDE’S BEDROOM – DAY Hyde, sans shades, and Jackie lie in bed, the goose down duvet pulled around them. Jackie’s head rests against Hyde’s shoulders as he holds her and she holds SCHATZI. JACKIE: How could Donna say that I’m ungrateful? When I threw out all her old lumberjack shirts and replaced them with blouses and peplum tops last Christmas, I made sure all of them were in her giant size. And who keeps leaving business cards for real hair stylists on Bob’s car? That’s all me. Not Donna – me! HYDE: You did kind of go off on Bob and do a 180 about your mom once you found out they were dating. JACKIE: Steven, when a girlfriend is upset, it’s your job as the boyfriend to nod along and agree, not tell her the truth! Look, Donna doesn’t know my mom. It’s not her place to say those things. Of course, everyone can see how unnatural it is for someone like my mom to be with Bob. She’s rich and classy, and he’s all corny and cheesy. He’s like nachos. HYDE: Well, that explains how he scored your mom. She’ll touch anything from Mexico. Jackie gives him a halfhearted swat to the chest. HYDE (cont’d): Come on, Jackie. Donna’s just worried about her dad. JACKIE: Look, I know, okay? And she’s right. Well, probably right. It’s just... I don’t know. When I heard the things she was saying about my mom, I just... I felt like... HYDE: Like you had to stick up for her ‘cause she’s family, even if you should be helping out the other guy? He gives Jackie a knowing look. She reaches up, cups his cheek with her hand. JACKIE: Oh, Steven. You know, our moms are like miniskirts that look great on the mannequin, but as soon as you try them on, they’re totally trashy and ruin your whole image. But you can’t take a mom back to the store to trade in for something better in a designer brand. She turns her head into his shoulder, and Hyde pulls her in closer. He does his best to not pull away when Schatzi starts sniffing in his ear. CUT TO: INT. HUB - DAY A typical afternoon. Eric, Donna, and Fez have claimed the wall table, Eric and Donna in the booth seat and Fez across from them. Food baskets and soda bottles adorn the table. DONNA: (to Eric) I cannot believe you think my dad should stay with Pam. She doesn't even like you. She told my dad you groped her at the party. ERIC: Okay, look, Donna, you and Pam obviously have some serious issues. I think you two should work them out with a good old-fashioned pillow fight. Donna swats his chest and rolls her eyes. FEZ: What's the big deal? Bob and Pam are adults who want to do what comes naturally to everybody except me. So I say, why can't I get any? DONNA: (to Eric) You know, Pam wants to be with my dad now, but what happens when someone else comes along? I wouldn't care so much if I could just, you know, test her with a hotter guy and see if she falls for him. ERIC: Because I love you, I'll do it. He starts to stand, but Donna pulls him back down. DONNA: No, it has to be someone her type. And, going off all her stories about her time in Mexico, she has a weakness for young, dark-skinned guys. She and Eric both look at Fez, who’s slow to realize he’s pulled attention. FEZ: (shrugs) I guess I can ask around. CUT TO: INT. FORMAN KITCHEN – DAY Kitty is at the stove. She pulls out an angel cake and sets it on the stovetop as Red walks in from the living room. RED: Mmm, that smells delicious. What is it? Kitty refuses to look at them as she sprinkles sugar over the cake. KITTY: It's not for you. You can go look for scraps around the neighborhood like the rest of the dogs. RED: Kitty, for the last time, I am not attracted to Pam. In all the years we’ve been together, you know my heart has never raced at the sight of any woman but you. KITTY: Well, your cardiac jukebox there says otherwise! RED: (points at monitor) I knew this damn thing wouldn’t work. I’m telling you, that floozy lush had nothing to do with it going off! The patio door opens, and Pam enters. PAM: Hi, Kitty. Hi, Red. I thought we'd come over and see if you two wanted to catch a movie. Red and Kitty look from Pam to the monitor and back to Pam. Red holds the monitor up to his ear to check the sound; nothing happens. PAM (cont’d): Why are you staring? Too pretty for Wisconsin? I get that a lot. KITTY: (to Red) You shut it off, didn't you? RED: No, I did not shut it off! Bob enters. BOB: Let's hustle it up. I don't want to sit behind people with hats. The heart monitor goes off. Red shuts it off. RED: (to Kitty) Ha! Look at that, nosey! It's not Pam. It's Bob, because he annoys me. BOB: That's true. I do. PAM: What are you guys talking about? KITTY: Um... (laughs) (to Pam) I, um... I-I-I sort of thought that Red had a crush on you. PAM: Oh, Kitty, I'm sorry. This face can bring as much trouble as it does joy. RED: Well, Kitty, what do you have to say for yourself? KITTY: It's the menopause. I'm messed up, Red. I'm real messed up. She hurries into the living room. BUMPER EXT. PINCIOTTI BACKYARD – DAY Some time later, post-movie. Fez, in an outfit straight from the tackiest of ‘70s pool boy pornos, sweeps the hot tub with a net. His ass is stuck out to pull focus, which it does when Pam steps out from the kitchen. PAM: Um, hello? Fez makes a dramatic turn to look at her. PAM (cont’d): What are you doing? FEZ: I was hired to clean the hot tub. But you should know that I perform... other services, too. He lowers one strap of his tank top. Ignoring that, Pam crosses to inspect the hot tub. PAM: Well, you could start by doing a better job. It's still dirty. FEZ: So, you like it dirty? PAM: No, I want it clean. FEZ: So, you like it filthy? PAM: Bob! FEZ: Whoa, I'm not into that! He throws up his hands as Pam shakes her head. CUT TO: INT. FORMAN BASEMENT – DAY Eric and Donna are relaxing on the couch. Donna has a diving mask and snorkel in her hands that she fiddles with. Kelso comes running down the stairs wearing Eric’s clothes. KELSO: Hey, Eric, that was a good burn, stealing my clothes. But the laugh's on you, 'cause I borrowed your pants, and I'm not wearing any underwear. He makes a show of wiggling his butt around in Eric’s pants. ERIC: Kelso, just so you know, the last time I wore those pants, I wasn't wearing any underwear. KELSO: Ouch. Well played. He gives Eric a nod, then crosses to sit on the dryer. The basement door opens. A frowning Bob enters, holding Fez by the back of the neck. BOB: (to Donna) Did you tell Fez to make a move on Pam? 'Cause if you didn't, I'm gonna box him up and send him back to banana town. FEZ: (to Bob) Okay, I'm sick of those comments. I don't say I'm gonna send you back to polyester town. Donna stands, crosses to Bob. At the same time, Jackie and Hyde enter from Hyde’s room. Jackie beats Donna over to Bob. JACKIE: Mr. Pinciotti, good, I thought that was you. Look, you need to break up with my mom. You’re too good for her. DONNA: Oh, here we go. You know, you’ve got some nerve, Burkhart – wait, what? BOB: What? ERIC/KELSO/FEZ: What? JACKIE: Mr. Pinciotti, you’re a wonderful guy with a huge heart. You’re like a cute, fuzzy, slightly gassy panda bear. And my mom is a beautiful blonde tiger who goes around looking for panda bears to rip open to get at the money inside. FEZ: Wait, I’m confused. Is Bob a panda bear or a pinata? (Gasps) Or a panda pinata! (to the guys) If you bastards don’t have a panda pinata for my birthday, there will be no cake for any of you! JACKIE: (to Bob) I’ve said some awful things about you over the last few days, and I know I haven’t always been as grateful as I should be, but I really appreciate all you’ve done since my mom left me. And I know my mom, and I don’t want to see her hurt you like she hurt me. And I know Donna feels the same way. DONNA: Thank you, Jackie. And I’m sorry. She puts an arm around Jackie’s shoulders. DONNA (cont’d): And Dad, I’m sorry about Fez, but it was the only thing I could think of to prove that Pam doesn’t... you know, really care about you. BOB: Well, guess what? She does really care about me, so I don’t want any more of these little games. (to Jackie) Now, Jackie, I appreciate your concern, and I’m sorry you feel that way about your mom, but she and I make each other happy. You and Donna better accept it soon, 'cause she's here to stay. JACKIE: But Mr. Pinciotti – BOB: I’m sorry, but I don’t wanna talk about it anymore. This is the way it’s gonna be. In fact – Pam and me talked after the movies, and she’s moving in. JACKIE: Wait, what? DONNA: What? ERIC/HYDE/KELSO/FEZ: What? JACKIE: No, no, no. Mr. Pinciotti, my mom can’t move in with us. BOB: She can and she is. End of discussion. JACKIE: No, because... because if my mom’s moving in, then I’m moving out. She gets out from under Donna’s arm and runs back into Hyde’s room. Hyde takes the snorkel mask from Donna. HYDE: I’m gonna need this. (to Bob, doing Bob) “Way to go there, Bob.” Shaking his head, he goes back to his room. FADE TO BLACK CREDITS INT. FORMAN LIVING ROOM – NIGHT Much later, well into night. Hyde and Jackie sit together on the couch, Jackie holding Schatzi. HYDE: (to Jackie) Roy said you can get a room at the hotel where we work, but it’ll be a few days before you can move in. You sure you wanna do this? JACKIE: I’m sure, Steven. I can’t be under the same roof as my mom right now. She leans into Hyde, who puts an arm around her shoulders. They both look up to the ceiling as a faint beeping sound echoes down from upstairs. JACKIE: What’s that noise? HYDE: It’s Red’s heart monitor. JACKIE: Where’s Mrs. Forman? HYDE: She’s with him. The thought hits them both at the same time. Jackie screams, drops Schatzi onto the seat next to her, and clings to Hyde. He pats her arm even as he looks up again and snickers. END.

#z's fics #that 70s show #zenmasters #jackie x hyde #zen3to5+#fan fiction #fan script

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bitchiha · 4 years ago

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Hello, may I request a matchup and be matched with a male from Naruto,Marvel and Harry Potter, please and thank you. LINK - The first part is infoship2 (.) tumblr (.) (com) (without the parentheses). You can take as much time as you need to, I don’t mind being patient & waitiing.

A/N: Hey!! Thank you for the request, you’re honestly such a supportive person on my blog and I love you so much <3 w/ that being said, I present your ships under the cut below!

I ship you with..

Shino Auberame!

Tbh I think Shino is so underrated. Like we seen him putting fate and effort into Hinata to help her improve her skills throughout Shonen Jump and Shippuden. With that being said, I think it’s safe to say he can help you cope with and over come the challenges that come with depression and OCD. Like he is a really caring and supportive boyfriend.

He’s smart and observant, so he will be able to tell when you are okay and when you are lying. It doesn’t matter if you’re hiding it the best you can. Being that he’s smart, he won’t pry at you to tell him what’s wrong either (bc you can’t force things out of people), unless he thinks it would be damaging not too.

Working with Hinata and Kiba has improved his patience incredibly. So if you are in a crappy mood or you’re arguing, you can’t piss him off or get under his skin easily. The level headed way he goes about himself would be really helpful for yourself and the relationship as well.

You can’t expect Shino to open up right away. If you start off as friends though (which is what you both prefer anyway), once you become boyfriend and girlfriend he’s much more open. Infact he’ll probably seek you out over anyone else when in need of advice. I think he’d be also really thoughtful and helpful in terms of giving you advice as well. Hes like your personal advisor lol

You also mentioned you have this kind of melancholy temperament and I thought that was so suiting for Shino LMFAOAOAO. Anyway, what I mean by that is like if you’re in one of those moods it won’t annoy him or frustrate him at all. He’ll probably join in, he’s usually like that anyway. You two can be melancholy together. Unless he feels like the mood is unhealthy, then he’ll try and cheer you up.

He has a passion for insects, you have one for animals. You’ll have to put up with him showing you all the cool new insects he’s found and listen to him blab about ‘em to you. In return he’ll go out animal watching with you. He will get very passionate on these expeditions with you, not to mention he’s smarts really come in handy. He’ll know what type of bird likes what type of trees, how to track down a certain animal, how to follow their prints in the dirt, etc.

Loves when you get passionate tbh. You’re both pretty quiet, but when a subject comes up that you’re interested in, you can talk for hours. You two will literally blab together for hours once you’re on a subject you both like. Kiba and Hinata will be like :0 wtf bitch never talks to me that much.

You sometimes think that what you say isn’t going to be Important so you hold back and that instantly made me think of Shino. Not that he holds back what he has to say, but the fact that when he often says something, he’s talked over or cut off. So he would 10/10 understand how you feel and would make a valiant effort to make sure that your voice is heard. Like sure, Kiba can talk over him, but if he tries to talk over you Shino will box his ass. Okay, not really box him, but you get the point. He’ll probably be like “Kiba wait, she wasnt finished talking.” Or “You cut her off, she was saying something important.” Or if those are too forward he’ll probably turn to you and say something encouraging like “Dont worry, I’m listening” or “continue what you were saying” but please, for the love of god, do the same for him.

Youve talked about how you have trust issues with loyalty and relationships, but tbh with Shino you won’t have to worry at all. Like once he’s hooked on you and you’re dating, he’s sold. There’s no one else he’s gonna go to or think about. If anything, he probably has similar views to you in terms of love.

He’d play board games with you and listen to music with you a lot as well. His taste is kind of all over the place in terms of music, but he’s open to any suggestions you have. Will also lowkey be a big anime fan. Probably likes the classic kinds of animes like Dragon Ball Z, One Piece and Pokemon.

Bucky Barnes!

Bucky is attracted to quieter people, they’re just easier to be around. However, he does like talking too. Like he adores having thoughtful conversations with someone he trusts and cares about.

Honestly I think you two are similar in a lot of ways, but not too similar in the sense that things will never be progressive in the relationship, if you know what I mean. Like he has things he needs to work on and you have things you need to work on. Some of his strong suits happens to be your weaker ones, so you two help eachother out a little bit.

Like Shino, he can be standoffish and a little closed off at first but once you start to date, he’s like an open book. It takes a lot of trust to get into a romantic relationship with him, he doesn’t through the boyfriend girlfriend title around like it’s nothing. He takes it seriously.

That being said, your views on love are also very similar. He’s honestly so scared of being cheated on, but he’s also not the type to be over protective or over bearing because of it. If you’re in a relationship with him, he trusts you. He would never think to cheat, in fact, he probably doesn’t give any incoming flirters the time of day.

Honestly, you said you’re described by some as a house cat and I think that vibe is perfect for Bucky. Like he just wants that kind of life. He doesn’t want a crazy and eccentric lifestyle (he’s had his fair share of that), if you wanna laze around on the couch for a day and watch movies, he’s down.

He’ll like Anime too, once you introduce him to it. Probably lives and breathes for Naruto Shippuden. I think he’ll also like sporty anime’s like Stars Align and Haikyuu you cannot change my mind. He’ll be the emotional type when watching anime, which is weird because he’s usually more reserved in terms of emotions. Will love to talk to you about it afterwards.

You can be his shoulder to lean on and a good listener, but so is he. Since you’re both pretty observant people, I think fights can get resolved pretty quickly. Like you’ll be able to think through what happened and come to a conclusion together. Also, he’ll be able to tell when somethings off with you. It may take him a few months of the relationship, but once he’s in the swing of things, he’ll know you like the back of his hand.

He’ll definitely be able to help you stop with being a people pleaser. Like whenever you start down that path he’ll stop you and kinda get you to check yourself real quick. “You don’t have to do that for them,” or instead of you doing it he’ll do it instead, just to get you to stop pleasing that person. He knows you don’t like it yourself and can’t help it sometimes, so he tries his best to help.

He’s athletic asf and he also likes spending time with you, so he will do yoga with you. He’ll probably be so fucking awkward at it at first, like he will not know what he’s doing. Just give him a minuet, he’ll end up really liking it and will probably want to try all those crazy couples yoga poses.

Will like to have deep and thoughtful conversations with you as well. Probably about things you both like. He’s not super talkative unless it’s about something he can get into.

George Weasley!

He’s a nice break from the two more ‘emo mysterious’ types I just suggested. He’ll be a good change from the dreary moments you’ll have. If you’re in a melancholy mood I would think he’d crack some jokes and make you laugh. But sometimes he’ll let you be bc he feels you need your melancholy moments or else you’ll malfunction.

He’ll watch anime with you. To be honest I think all the weasleys would watch it. He wouldn’t mind any kind of anime as long as there is action in it. Whenever you visit him on the holidays or he visits you, you best believe there will be anime marathons. He loves Naruto. I don’t think he’s got the patience to watch the whole entire thing, but he’ll make it a good ways into shippuden before moving on.

George is smart. He is. Like maybe he doesn’t apply himself all that much into school because it doesn’t entertain him, but you entertain him. Like he really likes you. So he’s gonna put effort into you. All that being said, I think he’d be very helpful when it comes to any struggles you have in regards to your depression and OCD.

He’ll know when you’re lying about If you’re okay or not, but he handles it differently than the other two. I think he’ll take it as a sign to cheer you up. Whether it be muttering something sweet to you when you pass each other in the halls, or pulling a giant prank on the school if you are in a particularly sad mood.

He’d be interested in all your interests that’s for sure. He’s not the insecure type, so He’s willing to put himself out there. Sure he’s never done yoga before, but he will do it if you ask him too. Same thing with all your other interests.

Since he does most of the talking in the relationship, he’ll always try and bring up topics you like. That way you can be the one talking more for a change. He’s also so encouraging in wanting you to talk more. He’ll know when to leave you be though. Like if he sees your close to blowing a fuse, he’ll either try and defuse your mood, or leave you alone for some time to think.

Honestly he’s just encouraging in general so if you ever want advice he’s there for you.

Also in terms of your ideas on love, I think he’ll be somewhat in the same boat as you. Like I definitely believe he’s not the type to cheat. He’s invested in you, not the other girls. I think he has a brighter idea to love than yours though. Not that yours is dark or anything, but his is just more ambitious??

Really I think his attitude can be super complimentary to yours. I don’t think they’ll clashing tbh, I think it’s actually very beneficial.

He’s a bit of a tease, so once he first hears someone call you a house cat or describe you as one I definitely think he will call you that. He’ll be like “where’s my darling house cat?”

10/10 think he’d be a good bf to you

#naruto headcanons #harry potter headcanon #marvel headcanons #george weasley #bucky barnes #shino aburame

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solidburnreturned · 6 years ago

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by popular demand, here is my oc chatter regarding stuff like relationships n random character traits. its rly long oops but i divided it by character at least lmao,, these are all things that i think id also wanna use if i ever use these characters as humans (which i def will at some point honestly)

- i thinkkkk i want toad and pike to date. toad would come across pike in their lagoon one day while hes wandering around on another wonked exploration and pike is like hey lol :B with their pointy teeth and long ass hair and toad is like :0 he just sits and talks with pike for hours and comes by a few times a week to hang out with them. they fall in LOVE

- fred and lani are def gonna date too. two butches who use he/him pronouns fuck yeah? they have a powerful relationship. mega BDE. power couple. not a lot of pda but alone together theyre both very loving and tender, its a vulnerability thing for both of them. like lani is very cool and can be either stoic or borderline obnoxious while fred is punkish. fred is very head over heels for lani tho

- mardi n berg.....complicated....i gotta figure out how they actually end up together. berg is a jogger and mardi is a piercer/tattoo artist so that doesnt....make them line up very much in that department. ill think about it more and figure something out. itll probably have something to do with berg’s nose stripes and eye rings

- also side note on mardi......i want his backstory to include a grey period set off by his brother being eaten when they were both young at the troll tree. like he becomes angry and depressed, sorta like branch, his tattoos that he gives himself the only color on his body, until he learns to let go and his colors come back (high key this was inspired by 21 savage, mardi’s voice claim, and the line in his new song A Lot “my brother lost his life and it turned me to a beast”). ill develop this idea further but i just wanted to get it written down

- bismuth.......unsure. they had a crush on pepper and kept trying to ask her out until she came out to them as a lesbian, then they were like :’) but theyre ride or die theyre not gonna be an ass to her because they cant date her. they just care a lot about her. its like icarly

- gazpacho and jupiter CUTE two small trans trolls in That Love. i need to develop them more but. theyre just cute

- talia is still a little too new for me to develop her......but im thinkin about it...

- kinda same with ernie and olive. they kinda mostly just exist as cute babby characters right now? if anything olive is a trouble maker and ernie is a chatterbox

- clem and thursday also fuckin cute as hell......clem was a nervous wreck asking thursday out but theyve been together like ever since, which is more than a few years. they have a rly cute gentle lovey dovey relationship. thursday is usually hanging around up on her gf’s shoulder giving her kisses on the cheek

- bea and crystal.......adorabl relationship......crystal is another character thats kinda nervous but bea is so chill n confident is helps calm her down. theyre both trans and love the hell out of each other. rly slow n steady relationship, bea is very patient

- pj and marcus!!!! dumb mlm rep relationship. pj is so so gay for marcus he can barely comprehend it. its a dumb ego boost for marcus but hes also very in love with pj, he just expresses it in a weird cocky way idk marcus is a nerd. i need to make more content for them i think about these two way more than it seems

- dwight!! he has a boat. he lives on the boat.....ive thought about maybe pairing him with toad and pike. deciding on his voice claim has been the most difficult thing ever

- kass and current HELL yeah buff gf and tol gf......they spar with swords and wrestle for fun and hang out at the beach a lot. kass fuckin loves the gem on current’s back. i gotta make more content for them

- celia......i wanna do more with celia. friends with berg probs theyre both sporty. shes just a sweet giant troll who loves mushrooms. i gotta pair her with someone whose palette goes nicely with her pastels

- carrot and harriet are literally cricket and tilly from big city greens just older. yeehaw siblings. havent thought about relationship stuff with harriet yet.....i think she also needs ANOTHER redesign her colors are just too heavy still. maybe if i can make her colors compliment celia’s that could work as a pairing? hm hm.....carrot tho is dating ford’s oc rye theyre gentle country gays

- rainer. hm. i dont think theyre rly the dating type......theyre just chill with being them. they just wanna swim and be funny

- hammond and andromeda are probs two of my least developed characters.....hammond still needs a redesign. he might be cute to pair with walter, theyre around the same age. andromeda tho i have no idea. she might be a nice pairing with eve? if i ever feel like pairing her with someone...who knows. eve is very carefree and might find andromeda’s energy too intense

- radish i wanna make more content for!! i rly like her a lot....i think shes another troll who isnt interested in dating. shes very focused on being a chef instead. loves her friends a lot!

- mack and pepper 2gether 4ever obvs......they have a relationship that gets richer with age for sure

- im just gonna ramble about mack. i thinkkkkkkk i wanna make her half latina? columbian specifically. she doesnt quite read as white and i didnt make her with the intention of making her white. anyway i love mack a whole lot and should really develop her backstory more. its not rly as like...””tragic”” or whatever as pepper’s i know that but she def has layers. i wanna give her whole family more depth. she has a very complicated relationship with her own feelings and motivations that i need to think about more fully. my powerful femme tho i lov her

- mack’s parents, robin and champagne, i need to like....think about them more. they have kinda a comedic relationship thats sorta inspired by roger rabbit and jessica rabbit. robin is a very caring, gentle troll who’s very smart and cares a lot about his nursing responsibilities in the village. champagne is very relaxed and the “voice of reason” character of the family. she loves a good party and has her party planning down to a science. both are very successful power parents. kickass family

- i already talked about topaz and marney in a separate post but i still love them both so much. big wesbiabs

- pepper....pebber. im gonna talk about her the most obviously gfhjdkrs i wanna talk about her mental health i feel like i think about it a lot but i never write about it explicitly? this is gonna be long oops hgjfksd she has depression and ptsd stemming from the trauma of her crash...im thinking she also has adhd and thats just something shes always had. her depression rly got heavy during her recovery and right after like...she hated being bed/housebound and felt rly powerless to her situation and just let it eat at her until her personality had actually changed considerably. like extroverted wild child rebel to introverted, soft-spoken sulker. this got better with time but she still is pretty introverted, just turned her moodiness into chill energy.

- she has bad depression habits like letting dishes, old food, laundry, or just stuff pile up in her room until it gets overwhelming and she spends like two days just manically cleaning; or staying in bed for way longer than she should and messing with her hygiene; or eating way more or way less than she should eat in a day. just stuff thats hard to completely break out of when youre recovering. her color is pretty consistently the dark red but if shes having a particularly rough day she might look a little paler, or like a muddy brick color at her worst. thats kinda rare tho

- her ptsd is the thing she hates the most. for a while it made her feel very weak and she’d beat herself up over being traumatized by the crash which was obviously not helpful to her mental state but she was really all over the place during her bodily recovery. its part of the reason why she started working out, she wanted to reclaim some sort of feeling of strength and power that she felt she’d lost completely. she still gets really frustrated with this feeling of loss but she gets a lot of support from loved ones which has helped her not self-blame so much. her ptsd manifests mostly as nightmares/insomnia, chronic headaches/stomachaches, intrusive thoughts and sometimes flashbacks. the nightmares are what rly get to her, she really doesnt get a lot of good sleep and it can get to the point where she just doesnt want to sleep sometimes and she’ll stay awake until she crashes hard

- her scars used to be a big trigger for her ptsd, which is why she has her bangs covering the one on her face and wears long pants (her knee braces are too bulky for pants and would force her to wear shorts which would force her to expose her scars). she just. really really hates them. this is something she struggles with for a majority of her life

- once she and mack start going steady with their dating and start consistently sleeping in the same bed, pepper starts to sleep better. she still has nightmares that wake her up at least weekly, but having mack there to comfort her (whether she wakes mack up accidentally or if mack is already awake) helps a TON with getting her back to sleep soundly. it also just helps her sleep in general to have that comforting, loving presence in her bed snuggled up to her ;w; mack is a big help in general with pepper’s mental health, pushing pepper to make better, healthier choices and get out in the village more and have fun. mack for sure does not “”cure”” pepper of anything but shes a very positive light in pepper’s life that helps her pull thru tough times!

- i love all my goofy trolls so much. its so fun to just chill and blab about them to relax between working on big projects ;o; ty if u cared enough to read this whole thing ur so rad

#writing about my hooligan troll ocs is so relaxing #like im not overly invested its just something fun to think about and thats just very nice #txt #oc #oc rambles #ill tag it as that so i dont lose this #trolls #long post

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Ground Assault

A short story written in journal style entries about a perfect boy and a naive narrator who end up in a not-so-perfect place.

Length: 3632 words

Warnings: violence, death, explosions, other potentially upsetting subject matter. Please read with reasonable caution.

Please, read this and please understand everything I have to do. There is no other way, I'm so sorry. I'll show you everything you need to see, from the very beginning.

April 17

Dear diary, He looked at me today. In math class. His eyes are so perfect, they're brown but they're green and oh they're so perfect. Who gave him permission to look so perfect? Why did the teacher have to sit him so close to me? Why do his friends have to think I'm stupid?

April 20 Dear diary, Our hands touched! He asked me for a pencil, math class again of course, and as he took it from me our hands touched. He smiled almost like he did it on purpose. I thought my heart was going to fly out of my chest.

April 23 Dear diary, Today is his birthday. I know because his friends were talking about the party they're gonna have this weekend. Apparently they're gonna marathon some horror movies. I wonder if he gets scared, I wonder if he's as disturbed by the violence as he was when we watched that video last year in health. That one about animal cruelty and fast food chains.

April 28 Dear diary, Today was the bio class trip to the zoo. It was incredibly lame and we had to answer questions about the different animals and crap like that. But the most wonderful thing happened, he was in my group! I spent the whole day with him and he talked to me. None of his friends were in our group, so he hung out with ME. I helped him answer his questions at the end. And the best part is he sat with me on the bus ride back to the school. He sat with me! I hope I didn't make a fool of myself, I hope I didn't weird him out.

April 29 Dear diary, New seating arrangement in math class. I swear the math teacher wants me to never be able to focus on math again. HE sits right next to me now. If I haven't said before the desks are in rows of 2, then 3,and then 2 again. I now sit next to him in a pair of desks right by the door. He smiled and said he was "happy with this arrangement". He's happy with this arrangement, he's happy sitting next to me!

April 30 Dear diary, We talked all math today. Neither of us got any of the questions done, we only talked about the Marvel Cinematic Universe compared to the Marvel Comic Universe, and a bunch of other superhero things. He knows so much about all of it. He's such a giant dork, he's so perfect.

May 4 Dear diary, He asked me to hang out with him and his friends at lunch! He asked me and I did and his friends were actually really nice and he tried to teach me how to play Magic: the Gathering and I sucked but he thought it was funny and he laughed and oh his laugh is so perfect. When the bell rang and I ran off so I wouldn't be late for class he called out "May the fourth be with you!" Huge nerd.

May 6 Dear diary, We've been hanging out for a few days now and today he hung with my friends and I. He said my friends were cool. Isn't that by extension saying I'm cool? I think it is. I also think I may be falling in love with him. But I barely know him! I don't know.

May 7 Dear diary, He asked me to go paint balling with him and his friends this weekend, on Saturday. Or well I think it's paintball. He called it Ground Assault and said he'd teach me how to play and provide all the equipment. His friend's uncle owns the place and I looked it up online and it looks like paintball. I said yes, of course, but warned him that I'll suck, I'm not a sporty person. He laughed and said "me neither".

May 8 Dear diary, He explained how it works, it is paintball but you're divided into armies, each army has a commander who stays in the tower with a walkie talkie and gives out commands. The objective of the game is to seize the other army's tower by launching a ground assault. Apparently it's based off an old computer game where you could either do sea, air, or ground assaults to seize your opponent's base. I'm really excited it sounds super fun!

May 9 Dear diary, Oh man oh man oh man! That was so fun. He was the commander of the army I was on, we had our asses handed to us on a silver platter but man it was fun. I was the only person on my team (blue team) who got to the red tower but there were too many guards, I couldn't get in. By the time I had an opening I had to run back to try to defend our tower. He's such a good commander though, his instructions were clear and everyone listened, we just needed a more defensive strategy I think. We're gonna play again next week.

May 23 We won today! Finally! It's totally because he listened to my strategy, I said we needed to keep three behind instead of two and he seemed doubtful but it worked! The third person hid in the bushes and on his command they jumped out and bam! Got all the intruders which then made the red commander call his defenders to our tower assuming we were all there in order to have defeat the attackers. But nope I was waiting and I got my chance and I ran in and I flicked the switch that means the tower was seized! We've been having strategy discussions every math class but this strategy just came to me last night and I'm so glad he listened or else we would've lost like the last two weeks. Apparently it's a guy named Nathan's turn to be commander next week so he'll be down on the field with me.

May 30 Dear diary, I don't know what's going on. I’m glad I had you in my bag. Everything's wrong. We're hiding right now. There's someone outside, I can hear their footsteps. We were playing Ground Assault like every Saturday. This time Nathan was commander and he sucked, our team was a mess. I didn't care though, I was in the woods with him and we were on a mission to get to their tower without getting caught. Surveillance like I usually do. We could just see their tower and we were counting numbers when there was a weird noise. The air turned stale and tasted of copper, a low rumbling was everywhere and yet I think it wasn't actually there. He looked at me and I knew he could hear it too, something primal twisted in my gut and I glanced at the tower, no one there seemed to notice but we knew something was horribly wrong. Before I even knew what happened he was running forward towards the tower, shouting something. But it was too late, the black smoke that had started rising from the back of the tower told me I was right in my feeling of something being wrong and I ran. The roots grabbed at my ankles and the paintball gear made it hard to run but I managed to carry myself a good distance aways before I turned back and saw only the black smoke creeping through the trees. I felt it before I saw it, a shockwave the knocked me off of my feet, the heavy paintball gear making my fall even harder. Then the sound, a horrible, single note that echoed over and over through the smoky forest. I knew before I could see the flames and feel the heat that the old propane tank that powered the tower had exploded. I cried his name and stumbled through the trees back towards the red tower, when I entered the clearing where the tower now lay as rubble, I thought for sure he was dead. I was numb as I walked through the carnage looking at the faces of each person, each burnt and maimed body that I passed. These were all people I knew, though I couldn't recognize some. None of them moved. He wasn't anywhere to be found, none of the bodies looked at all like him. I'd recognize his features, no matter how damaged. I soon gave up and something took over as I began to drag everyone away from the still burning remains of the wooden tower. Body after body, it didn't even occur to me that there were far too many to be just the people we played with. Eventually I had the bodies lined in two rows at the edge of the woods across the clearing. I still hadn't found him, I couldn't understand why help hadn't arrived yet. A sound in the bushes caught my attention, it sounded like a moan. Someone could've been thrown back by the blast. It was him, oh it was glorious to find him behind those bushes. I checked him over for visible injuries, the only one I could find was on his right arm. It was bent at an odd angle, too high up for it to be his elbow. When I moved his arm slightly he winced in pain. The sight was horrifying, his bone stuck up out of his upper arm, just a little ways above his elbow. I was on autopilot and couldn't even hear my own voice as I told him what I was going to do. Retrieving some undamaged cloth off of one of the bodies I pushed the bone in hard as I had been told to do in first aid. I think. I quickly tied the cloth around his arm as tight as I could and it didn't seem to bleed for too long after that. We decided to head back to the main building and make sure help was on its way. I helped him up and we walked together, with him leaning on me because of some pain in one of his legs. We walked and walked and walked. The main building seemed to have disappeared, so did the paths. Nothing seemed right. It still doesn't seem right. Eventually we found our way here and since then we've been hiding, scared and confused. The footsteps outside continue like someone is pacing, I think I can hear them mumbling to themselves. He's looking at me strangely now for writing in this, I think he wants to see who's outside but I'd have to do it. He's in so much pain, his arm looks a strange colour. It's been hours and now it doesn't seem like help is coming. God, if you exist, please help us.

May 31, morning Dear diary, Last night I went to see who was outside, it was a woman. She quickly invited us to follow her and explained that she had been pacing because she didn't know how to invite us to come with her. Everything in my body had a bad feeling about this but I was wrong. It's wonderful here. They've treated us like royalty, we are their special guests. His arm is getting worse though and they don't know what to do. Something is... Different about these people. They don't know anything about first aid and they didn't know what I meant by dead bodies when I explained what happened at the tower. Some part of me wants to say they aren't human but that would be stupid, though I guess it would only be just as stupid as the fact that we appear to be in an entirely different world. Nothing is right and something is bugging me a lot I just don't know what it is.

May 31, evening Dear diary, A wonderful feast and celebration just happened to honour us as their guests. The food was delicious, I don't know what I was so concerned about.

June 4 Dear diary, We've been here for a little while now, I had trouble remembering the date. Everything is perfect. I haven't seen him since the feast but I trust that he's totally ok. I know I am and he's too perfect for anything bad to happen.

Dear diary, I don't know what day it is anymore, and frankly I don't care! Everything is perfect. I danced all night. Everything is perfect. They gave me some pretty, new clothes that feel really nice. Everything is perfect. I'm looking at the stars right now and everything is perfect.

Dear diary, I think I saw him today, I was down trying to steal some food from the kitchens with my friends. It looked like him hiding at the end of a hallway. Why was he hiding? Everything is perfect here.

Dear diary, Something's in my room! I was sleeping and having wonderful dreams but I woke because there was a strange sound. Must of been one of the animals that live here in the village though, no one could get in here and why would they want to? Everyone has everything they could ever want here, everything is perfect!

Dear diary, I was wading in the stream and someone caught the corner of my eye. I ran to catch up with them and see who it was. Why were they running? Where did they go? Why would they want to be anywhere but here? Everything is perfect here.

Dear diary, It's been awhile since I wrote in you last. A fair season has passed and now the leaves are changing colours. I can't remember how long ago I came here to this perfect place. I think I lived somewhere else before. Flipping back through the pages of this thing I've always called a diary it would appear that something happened to me. But how could anything happen in a world so perfect? I don't like the words I used before in this book. Violence and death and pain, what are these things? I feel I should know... Who is this "he" I was infatuated with? I think I'm forgetting something important.

Dear diary, Everything is perfect, I must tell myself, everything is perfect. My world is falling apart at the seams. A kitchen boy with a missing arm approached me today, he had beautiful eyes but he told me nasty things. He said I must run away with him! I think he may be the boy that I talked of far earlier in this book. Run away? Why would I do something so foolish? It's the dead of winter and this random kitchen boy is telling me to run away with him!

Dear diary, He approached me again today, he says it is the 31st of December and that we must run tonight. I believe that number and strange word are dates like the ones earlier in this book. Everything is so confusing and I witnessed something today that I should not have seen. It was just after the boy talked to me, I was headed up from the corner kitchens where he had dragged me to talk, I heard voices. One of these voices was unmistakably the voice of the old, fat man who runs the village. The voices came from in the main kitchens where they were preparing lunch for everyone. The man demanded that more of something be placed in the stew. When the kitchen lady tried to say that they shouldn't, he yelled at her! He demanded again that they put more of it, what he referred to as the agent, in the stew. He said that a few people have woken up thanks to "that rogue kitchen boy". I'm terribly confused by everything.

Dear diary, It is still the same day I think, but the sun has set and everything is dark. I'm crouching currently in the bushes waiting to make the stupidest decision in my life. I'm going to leave this not so perfect, perfect village with a strange kitchen boy who's missing a limb. Oh what happened to the common sense I had? I suppose my common sense was lost when I overheard another conversation at supper. I sat close to the kitchen and only half attempted conversation with those around me, I was still confused and of course I was writing in this. A kitchen lady asked someone I couldn't see from where I was a strange question. The question was "Why that one specifically?" And the response from the person I couldn't see was "the ones like that have the highest risk, that's why we place someone to follow them. That one specifically has happened to notice the stalker several times recently." My immediate question was what's a stalker but some part of my brain quickly made the connection that it's a person who follows someone. Who was being followed? A thousand questions and confusions and doubts continued through my head as I ate. By the time I finished my food they were gone and everything seemed perfect again. That's how I knew something was wrong and that's why I'm here. I think I'm that one the kitchen lady and other person were talking about.

Dear diary, It is my first day ever in my life that I am on the run. The boy met me soon after I stopped writing in here last night, when he noticed it tucked into my shirt he laughed a little and said it was good that I was still writing in here. We left quickly, staying in the shadows until we were well out of the village. We kept going until the sun rose and now we are hiding out in a small cave until night falls again.

January 3 Dear diary, I've officially been on the run for three days and I'm starting to remember things. I read the pages earlier in this book and I understand things now. I remember things. I realize now how false the perfectness of that village was and I'm chilled to the bone that I couldn't recognize it.

January 5 Dear diary, I remember so much now, and I am afraid. I witnessed some horrible things in that village. I watched someone get hanged and thought it was humorous, I watched people beat each other to death and thought it was fun! I hate to imagine all those poor souls being drugged into believing it was perfection... Being drugged into forgetting who they are. What was that? There was a noise outside, he's asleep next to me, please let it be an animal.

January 8 Dear diary, I can't find him, I can't believe I found you. I'm hiding the best that I can while still trying to find him. That noise I heard, it was my stalker from the village and we were defenceless. We easily got dragged back here to the village but I managed to twist away and get lost in the crowds until I worked my here. This endless maze of kitchens and halls makes it perfect to never be found. God that stupid word, nothing is ever perfect! It makes it Easy to never be found.

January 9 Dear diary, I saw him at lunch, if only I could get to him. I can see the dazed look on his face, he's starting to look like all the others already. He's starting to look happy in this hell hole.

January 10 Dear diary, I discovered something in my wandering. I found a library full of old and huge books. I'm now hiding in a back corner and I've been reading, researching. I think I found out what brought us to this place, this alternate dimension, parallel world, whatever it is. And I think I found out how to get us home, I just don't know if I can do it. I know how to do it, I know I need to do it, I think it may send at least some others back to their homes, but I don't know if I can be responsible for that.

January 12 Dear diary, He looked at me today. His eyes are the only thing in this place that come close to perfect. I've decided I must do it, for him. I don't know how I feel but I think it may be love. I think I love this boy I hardly know, yet know so well. I still don't remember everything about before, about where we're from, but I do know that I have to save him. He matters above all else.

So you see? Though I cannot even remember your name, you are all my diary is about. You are all I care about and that is why I must do it. I'm so sorry I had to leave you with only this, only a beat up diary with pages marked for you to read. But I have to do it now, I hope this works. Please, understand why I'm doing this. Please don't hate me, I know you hate violence but it's the only way. What started with flames and death must end with flames and death. At lunch today, no matter how confused you are, run. Okay? Just run, but not away. When you see those flames do just as you did the first time and run to help. You will make it home, and sending you there will be the last thing I do. Goodbye perfect boy, enjoy the life I'm giving to you.

#west's words #short story #fiction #original story #romance #complete #fun fact: this was actually written about/for my boyfriend at time #little creepy now that i look back on it #but hey i was in grade 9 #Ground Assault

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