#goodnight everybody. everybody. everywhere. goodnight

[nyenylon]

Dream sweet dreams for you.

[javierpena-inatacvest]

It's Never Too Late Masterlist

Summary: You are an elementary school teacher who just moved to Texas for a fresh start when you meet a very handsome man from the Laredo Sheriff's Department coming to give your class a presentation.

After your co-workers pull some strings for you to meet again, you and Javier Peña find yourselves falling head over heels for each other.

Story takes place post Narcos Season 3 in Laredo, Texas, starting May 1997.

Paring: Javier Peña x OFC (Reader is an elementary school teacher whose nickname is Osita, no use of y/n)

Warnings: SMUT (18+ chapters containing marked with * and each chapter will also have its own warnings), language, fluff, romantic comedy, reader has physical descriptions, Javi being so soft and getting all the love and affection he deserves, you two being the biggest weirdos so in love

Status: Ongoing

Let me know if you want to be added to a tag list for new chapters as they come out! :)

Main Story:

Chapter 1: I D.A.R.E. You

Chapter 2: What's Cookin', Good Lookin'?

Chapter 3: I Wanna Be With You Everywhere*

Chapter 4: Add You To My List*

Chapter 5: You're The One That I Want*

Chapter 6: Dinosaurs, Dates and Diners, Oh My!*

Chapter 7: School's Out for Summer*

Chapter 8: My Favorite Cowboy*

Chapter 8.5: 007- Peña, Agent Peña*

Chapter 9: I Promise*

Chapter 10: Happy Birthday, Javi*

Pt. 1*

Pt. 2*

Chapter 11: Abe Froman, Sausage King of Chicago *

Chapter 12: I Love You. I Know. *

Chapter 13: There's No Place Like Home*

Chapter 14: Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas*

Chapter 15: She Shoots, She Scores*

Chapter 16: The Lone Star State*

Chapter 17: No Ifs, Ands, Or Butts*

Chapter 18: Hole in None*

Chapter 19: Good Luck, and Goodnight*

Chapter 20: I Do

Pt. 1*

Pt. 2*

Chapter 21: Paradise* (New 11/7!)

Spin-Off Series:

Forever and Always*: Slices of life following the Peña family after their first child

One Shots (In chronological order of the main storyline):

Movie Night*

Dirty Laundry*

Again*

You're My Home*

Not Yet*

Happy Valentine's Day, Javier Peña*

The Mouse and the Motorcycle

You Make Life Worth It

Take Me Home

Plaid Pajama Morning

Agent Peña*

Every Inch*

Soup for Breakfast

Whatever My Wife Wants*

Fever*

Oh, Baby

Insatiable*

Peanut Butter and Pickles

Sail Away

You Make Lovin' Fun*

Everybody Knows That I'm a Good Girl, Officer*

Asks/Headcannons:

Javi and Osita before work

Javi's DEA Jacket

Javi's Tac Vest

Javi and Osita when they argue

Javi being distractingly cute

Javi when he's sick

Javi helping with Osita's pregnancy cravings

Osita when she's pregnant

Osita after a bad day at work

Javi coming home after work to his kids

Javi and Osita deciding how many kids they want

Javi and his daughters at the Eras Tour

Extras:

NSFW Alphabet- Javi and Osita*

1K Followers Celebration Asks and Answers

Never Too Late Playlist

Mood board

Timeline of NTL

[cityofmeliora]

transcript: Sweden Rock Festival (June 4, 2015)

this was only Terzo's second live performance. you can tell from the way he speaks in this concert and in his first concert that he had not yet grown into the role of an entertainer. he wasn't fully sure of himself and what he was doing. (which caused a few endearingly awkward moments.) he did eventually build up his confidence, and he became the flamboyant, dramatic, powerful stage presence we've come to know and love.

FULL CONCERT (AUDIO ONLY)

[BETWEEN "FROM THE PINNACLE TO THE PIT" AND "RITUAL"]

Thank you very much. How are you doing tonight? So nice to see you all here tonight in the cold. Are you feeling cold? No? Maybe it's just me. Maybe my rigor mortis is setting in. Anyway, this is my first big night together with all of you all. I hope you all will enjoy this as much as I will. So, join us here now for our first real big "Ritual" together.

[BETWEEN "PRIME MOVER" AND "MAJESTY"]

Thank you very much. Are you still awake? Perfectly sober, right? A little bit tipsy? Yes… So are you getting some tonight, heh? Some more than others… Well! We have a new phonographic record coming out. Yes, yes! We're gonna treat you for some new songs. This is one of them. This is called… "Majesty"!

[BETWEEN "CIRICE" AND "STAND BY HIM"]

Yes… So, how am I doing so far? Not very bad! I know, this is a very good show, heh! So… it's very cold up here. Not everywhere. And I hope you are warm in the right place, too. Are you warm in the right places, Sweden Rock? Are you doing good? Fantastic. Now, we're gonna play you a rocking song. And I need you to clap your hands -in pace, preferrably- along with the introduction, which happens to be on the drums.

[BETWEEN "YEAR ZERO" AND "ABSOLUTION"]

How about that? Well, it's getting late. Yes! It's not a matter of opinion; it is getting late. So, I know it might seem a little confusing –it's even a little confusing to me, sometimes– y'know, playing new songs for people who've never heard these songs. But I tell you what– we have a really good ending song that you will understand why it is an ending song when you hear it. But now it might seem a bit strange, huh? But we have to finish this off now. And this is a really cool song that we have on the next record. This is called… "Absolution".

[BETWEEN "ABSOLUTION" AND "IF YOU HAVE GHOSTS"]

Goodnight, everybody. Thank you very much. You are beautiful. Goodnight. Wear rubbers. Have fun.

[THE BAND PRETENDS TO LEAVE AND COME BACK]

You're saying our name wrong. We're called "Ghost". But nobody's perfect. But you know what, Sweden Rock– Do you know what you have tonight here, which is all yours? Say it! [AUDIENCE SHOUTS "GHOST!"] Yes… you do.

[BETWEEN "IF YOU HAVE GHOSTS" AND "MONSTRANCE CLOCK"]

There you are. Don't you be falling asleep on me! Okay! We are now officially wrapping– with a song. It's not a rap song, though. [STAMMERS] I've heard from my brother that you are somewhat of a singing crowd. So you like singing, eh? That is fantastic because that is exactly what we're gonna do right now. And if you had said no, that would have been… weird. So thank you for not being weird and weirding me out. I'm weird enough as it is. So! Apparently, these lyrics are very easy. So everybody knows the lyrics for this last song, huh? It's a damn predictable band, always playing the last same song. I told him, but… apparently, it works. So, are you all down for singing with me tonight? Fantastic. And while you're at it, please give a big round of applause for the Ghouls. Conclusively, I give you… "Monstrance Clock".

setlist below cut:

INTRO (MASKED BALL)

GENESIS

FROM THE PINNACLE TO THE PIT

RITUAL

PRIME MOVER

MAJESTY

CON CLAVI CON DIO

DEATH KNELL

CIRICE

STAND BY HIM

ELIZABETH

SATAN PRAYER

YEAR ZERO

ABSOLUTION

IF YOU HAVE GHOST

MONSTRANCE CLOCK

[canibeyoungforever]

Hiiii so since ur taking requests can u pls pls pls do a fluff with kylian like talking to them while theyre sleep or anything fluff plsssss love ur writing:>

a/n:thank you so much for your request <3. i would also like to thanks everybody for their kind messages i love you all it didn’t go unseen <3333

Kylian Mbappé Imagines : Crazy in love with you

"Baby?" "Mhmmm?" "Would you still love me if i was a worm?" You ask

"Y/n i have training tomorrow and it’s 2 am in the morning i am tired,goodnight." He answer

"So the answer is no." You roll your eyes and he stand up

"What?" He ask

"Yes! You’re awake!" You say

"You gotta be kidding me.." He say desperate

"What’s wrong with you?! Are you crazy?" He ask

"Crazy in love with you." You say smiling

He laugh at you knowing that he can’t stay mad at you

"Can we go to sleep now?" He ask smiling

"But i can’t talk to you when you are asleep!" "It’s not fun!" You say

"I sleep so like that i can go to training and to games and earn a lot of money so like that you can buy every prada bags in the world." He say

"I promise we can talk as much as you want but tomorrow now let’s go back to sleep please mon coeur." He say

You stand up get your pillow

"Wh- What are you doing?" He ask

You turn around when you are at the door

"I’m going to talk to my prada bags since you’re too busy sleeping." You say

"It’s not like that-" He say and you leave to go downstairs

"Y/n!Get back here!" He leave your shared bedroom join you downstairs and sit in front of you while you are laying on the couch

"Please come back to bed with me i can’t sleep without you!" He say

"So answer the question." You say

"What question?!?" He ask

"Would you still love me if i was a worm?" You ask

"This is stupid." He say

"You don’t wanna answer i’m sleeping here and tomorrow the only person i’ll talk to are my prada bags." You say

"I love you so i don’t care if you are a worm a butterfly or even a water bottle i’ll carry you everywhere with me because i love you and i can’t live without you." He say while approaching himself from your face

"Can we go back to sleep now mon amour?" He ask

"Okay"

He puts his arms under you and carries you to your room

"I love you" You say

"I love you too crazy." He kiss your cheek

You two go in each other arms and finally fell asleep

The next day:

It’s almost lunch time when Kylian finally come back home

"Hello" Kylian say

"Hi" You answer

He put his stuffs on the floor and sneak in your arms

"I love you even if i was tired because of you all morning." He say

He raises his head

"I’m scared someday you will get tired of me." You say

"Never in a million years my love." Kylian say

"Even if i know you laugh at my jokes not because they are funny but because they are very bad." You say and he laugh

"You are kinda crazy sometimes." You say

"Crazy in love with you." He say rolling his eyes

You laugh knowing that he quotes you

He kiss you everywhere tickle you and you laugh histerically

a/n:i don’t know about that one english is not my first language

[the-fiction-witch]

Degenerate

Media The Maze Runner

Character Newt

Couple Newt X Reader

Rating Smut Af

Concept Perverted

Smut Non Concentual / Drunk / groping / breast play / nipple play / stroking / fondling / fingering / heavy make out / nudity /

I walked though the glade a little confused where everyone was, the whole glade was empty leaving me to wonder confused and alone 

"Where is everybody?" I muttered to myself until I stopped short apon seeing an... impressive sight

"Ohh, there you are newt I've been looking for you" Y/n cooes in her little jean shorts and her hoodie falling off her shoulder 

"Yeah?"

"Of course, I've been looking at you everywhere" she smiled holding her sleeves far past her hands 

"yeah why uhh why were you looking for me?"

"I desperately needed you" she cooes coming and wrapping her arms around me 

"uhhh for what?"

she chuckled "To solve the desperate ache between my legs" she whispered 

"Oohhhh... Well I'd be happy to love" I smirked stroking across her hips and leaning in for the kiss

"NEWT!" I jumped almost falling out my hammock as alby yelled waking me 

"Uuurrrrgh... Alby! I was having a nice dream" I complained 

"Oh? what dreaming of bacon burgers?" He asks 

"No," I sighed "I was having a lovely dream" 

I got out of bed and grabbed my things to go for a shower knowing it would be nice and empty given only keepers and runners are awake this early I went to the shower and spotted the door open just before I headed in and I saw y/n with her towel wrapped around her and her soaking wet hair dripping down her body "Ohh Morning newt" she smiled waving as she walked towards her hut 

"Ohh uhhhhh morning y/n" I waved, I shook it off and headed in for my shower, I did my best to just have a quick shower and get dressed for the day heading back out into the glade, I grabbed some breakfast and headed to work in the gardens I mostly kept my eyes straight and worked on the various jobs at hand, taking cuttings, pulling weeds, and such honestly trying to be busy to distract myself from… the pair of denim shorts wondering around.

She did her work in her hoodie that was miles to big for her and of course her little denim shorts both of which drove me insane,

I am a dirty. Disgusting. Horny little boy.

It's y/n. Your friend. The only girl. The sweetest most innocent thing in the world. Quit thinking with your damn penis!

I focused on my work for the rest of the day even if I often fell into my disgusting fantasies, once the box came up we sorted it all out and had a enjoyable bonfire after dinner, so I sat watching the fire with my moonshine not quite ready for bed yet

"Psst" I heard behind me making me turn but I saw nothing so I turned to the other side and saw a very giggly, clearly very drunk y/n with a sweet honeyglow in her cheeks "hi"

"Hi love. What's up?' I asked as she came to sit with me with her own moonshine

"Did you have a nice day?'

"I did, busy but nice you have a nice day?'

"Ummmm" she giggled

We chatted for a little while it wasn't exactly the easiest conversation as this was far from her first moonshine of the night and she was pretty drunk, but she's so cute when she's drunk all giggly and cuddly

"Whoa now I think that's enough little lady" I told her taking her moonshine even if she argued about it

"But I'm thirsty"

"Then have some water"

"But waters not fun"

"Water is very fun. Come on let's get you to bed before you cause any chaos" I told her helping her up and getting her back to her little hammock in the woods far from the rest of us, I Basically had to carry her as she was too drunk to walk straight and I helped her into her hammock tucking her in with a blanket "there we go all nice and safe" I told her

"Your too nice to me newt"

"I have to be, someone has to take care of you"

"Ummmm," she yawns "goodnight newtie"

"Goodnight love" I told her almost immediately she fell asleep starting to wheeze thought her nose it was only after about five minutes I realized I'd literally been stood staring at her sleep. I should really get back…

But I couldn't help my, curiosity.

God damn no! Stop! I'm not being a fucking pervert! …. Oh fuck I already am just thinking about it aren't I? Why am I such a horrific perv! I couldn't help but look at her hoodie, just one! Just one hand just one go and that's it get it out of my system, at this point my hands were working in their own slipping up her hoodie until I took a soft grasp of her breast

"Uummm" she groans happily

Ooohhh holy God! They feel good. Ummm soft and squishy all I wanted to do was squeeze them! I knew I couldn't drag my hand off now, infact I made sure I felt the other with my other hand lost in my own little world

I am a perverted sick little bastard…

Ummmm but it feels so good!

Just one squeeze it'll take my mind off It and I'll take my hands off I have them both a gentle squeeze but I couldn't help continued fondling her for a good ten minutes,

"Uummmmm" she Cooes in her sleep slightly shifting "newt…"

I jumped for a moment convinced I'd woke her but she didn't move anymore and still seemed completely asleep

Ohh my god she's… dreaming about me.

Uhhh why do you have to be so beautiful love I moved one hand away attempting to stop my perverted actions but I just moved down and stroked her waist and hips soon enough running my hand over her ass taking a firm grip

I'm a perv! I'm a disgusting person I can't believe I'm doing this to her

But my hands won't stop so much so the one on her breast moved down to slip under her hoodie quickly discovering she wasn't wearing a bra

"Uuhh! Newtie" she Cooes nuzzling close to her pillow

"Uummm oh fuck!" I groaned unable to control myself fondling and groping her sweet chest for so long I was already in the edge just from touching her like this, I couldn't stop myself moving my hand from her ass to her cute little shorts stroking the zip a moment before tugging it down and slipping my hand inside I expect cotton but I found heat

Ooooh god she's not got underwear either!

I am completely disgusted. I should not be doing this even if she was awake shes drunk! I am an absolute degenerate but I can't stop now I was utterly fuled by my sick twisted hormones. I stroked her softly a little listening to her little gasps and groans until I found her clit

"Uuughhh! Newt" she begged holding her pillow tightly as I rubbed on it hard I made sure to run for a good while noticing how hard her nipples got as I dif playing with them too with my other hand as I groped soon enough I couldn't take her whines anymore and moved my fingers down enough to slip inside her moving back and forth at a decent pace to give her pleasure "uughh! Uuuuuuuhhh!" She squealed and her eyes shot open immediately I panicked

"I can explain!" Was all that arrived at my mouth

She giggled at me and gently stroked my wrist pushing my hand so my fingers went deeper inside her "more" she whines

"Y/n. I can't I shouldn't have even been doing this, you were sleeping,I'm a terrible person, I just got distracted and one thing lead to enough, I'm so so sorry," I told her trying to move my hands away but she grabbed them forcing me to stay

"More!"

"Y/n your drunk. I shouldn't have put us in this situation to begin with and you'd not in the best frame of mind right now" I told her forcing my hands away even if I ached the moment I lost contact with her

"Newt! More!" She whined dragging me into her hammock

"Y/n we shouldn't be-" I began but she grabbed my neck and kissed me immediately I gave in kissing her back wrapping my arms around her and she happily wrapped her arms around me too she purposely took the step to let her tounge slip past my lips and I happen battled with her trying to take some focus away from my hands getting free rein to stroke and fondle anything they could get at, but she was egar too her hands getting under my hoodie and even tugging at my pants while we kissed till I forced myself away "we really shouldn't I'm sorry for what I did y/n but we can't your drunk" I told her "maybe if you still want to we can tomorrow when your heads on straight" I told her holding her hands

She pouted and whined a little before she giggled giving me a soft kiss pulling her hoodie off her completely revealing her bare chest laying back in her hammock and pushing her shorts down to reveal her hips enough to basically make it pretty much impossible for me to say no especially as she then… opened her legs.

"Please newt" she whined

"....okay, but you have to promise not to be mad at me in the morning? Deal?" I suggest unable to stop myself hovering over her my body already screaming for just throw away any sense of morality and just fucking do her!

"Deal" she giggled

That's all I needed taking her in my arms and kissing her deeply…

[rosegoldenatlas]

welp its an hour later than usual but you know the drill

i had an. interesting day

spent too much time around my ex because i am a weakling who cannot bring up when something is making her mildly uncomfortable out of fear of making everybody hate her

but honestly me and my ex had a pretty productive conversation later where i explained that i really didnt want to be around her anymore at least for now because i still kinda hate her for how our relationship turned out even if it wasnt fully her fault and she was pretty understanding.

plus i got to see some friends so thats always fun

and i got to take a movie ive been meaning to watch off my bucketlist (it was scott pilgrim)

and i got to make turtle cookies! (they are my favorite cookies) (if i were to ever meet you irl those are the cookies i would make for you)

anyways i have a school day tomorow so sleep is probably important.

i hope you have a good night and a better day!

stay awesome

(also i learned a new word today its pistolpetaphobia which is the fear of cowboys)

Hey, were gonna use this as both my reply to yesterdays and tonights goodnight message cause I'm tired and lazy.

Im glad your day want too bad! And tell that lil gremlin that she needs to stop buying self esteem because she cannot get it off of Temu no matter what they tell her okay? She has to make it herself by slowly doing slightly more bold things all the time.

Im glad the convo with your ex went relatively well and that you got to see friends!

OOOO was the movie good? I haven't seen it yet!

TURTLE COOKIES??!!!! I shall meet you halfway across these fine lands on a mighty quest to obtain these riches! [Translation: I'll meet u in Oklahoma next summer while I'm visiting family and steal the turtle cookies from ur car while your sightseeing)

(wonder why the word was named that way)

This past two days has been very eventful, since I've had my permit I've been driving my mom everywhere, I convince her to buy me ice cream at a small locally owned shop and now I have a job there, my first shift is Wednesday (it was an accident, I dunno either), finally got my debut card from the bank and also my history teacher hates me.

Other than all a that I've had a good day, I'm sorry for not messaging often. Sleep well queenie.

[alienboy51]

the warners and their interests/special interests, as told by me. because i'm right

yakko

so i already have a whole post dedicated to ONE of his special interests, which i declared was academics. but i'm going to focus on his theatre kid-ness and his admiration for shakespeare. in the original series, he's shown acting out two of shakespeare's plays: hamlet, and a midsummer night's dream. he gets offended when the narrator suggests that he doesn't understand what he's saying, and let's be real, he definitely does. it's YAKKO. he sang all the words in the english dictionary for pete's sake. in the reboot, he gets so offended on behalf of shakespeare that he breaks out into a freestyle rap. (and also it goes hard.) i touched on this in my first post, i think yakko would take interest in literature. i think he'd write poems, specifically. think about it. he's so musically inclined, he's so dramatic, it's perfect for him. i think he might write poems that LOOK serious, but really, it's just big words that have silly meanings. i'm not going to try and give an example because i absolutely suck at poetry, but i highly doubt that yakko would.

wakko

well, don knotts, obviously. it is the only interest of the warner kids that actually jumps out at you, as it's like? the only thing mentioned? it is a constant of wakko's character! he's also been shown to make silly gadgets, at least once from my memory, and carries his gaggy bag everywhere. besides the elevator. i think he has an interest in engineering, or construction. inventing in general. inventing silly little gizmos. maybe some of his gags were created by him!! it's so cute to think about :) don knotts specifically is definitely a special interest of his though. also i think a hobby of his would be drumming. i think he would do a "ba-dump-tsssst" one day and think, "hm. that was :p that was fun, i should learn how to play these," and he does just that. i think he plays the drums while elvis sings a little ditty. (he keeps elvis in his hat.)

dot

there are only examples of this in the reboot, but women's rights movements. women's history. i think she also likes the horror genre, and takes interest in teen romance novels. she's definitely a gurokawa girl tell me i'm wrong i dare. i think she enjoys fairytales, too. in fact i think she was shown to do so on multiple occasions, although the only one coming to mind is cutie and the beast. i mean, i think it counts. i also think she takes a particular interest in fashion, i think she knows how to sew, knit, AND crochet. i think she also sings heavy metal whenever she's understimulated. specifically heavy metal, like i think she wouldn't be happy until her eardrums were BLEEDING. i think she also takes an interest in poetry. i think she gets it from her brother. we see this a lot in dot's poetry corner, and i think maybe mathterpiece theater could be an example of this on some level. also her, slappy, and hello nurse perform macbeth. *WAIT THAT'S ANOTHER THING. yakko was the one translating in that skit, not dot, like usual, since dot was performing. which proves that yakko DOES know what he was saying while performing the plays. that look of annoyance was DEFINITELY "how DARE you insinuate that? do you think i'm stupid?" instead of "how DARE you reveal me as being stupid?" i don't know if there WAS a lot of confusion on that, but i saw someone say that yakko's rap battle put it into perspective, showing that he does understand? and like... it was just kind of a "ding" in my brain like. did you not know that? and now i realize maybe i'm just autistic. AHAH! JUST LIKE THE WARNERS! the point of my post teehee. and now i'm done i think. GOODNIGHT EVERYBODY!

[lazaruspiss]

Power Play

Page One

No more of this ‘grief’ crap, thought Scratch. Six months since Joker died. Time Harley moved on. And if she couldn’t move on? Well, it’s time the gang did.

Scratch was smart. Everybody said it. And he had a plan. Harley had one of her freaky Joker statues, the ones with a television set sat on the shoulders, in her room. Every night she kissed the creepy video reel of his face goodnight. Right on the grinning lips.

Scratch was gonna put a bomb inside it. Kill Harley and decapitate the old boss too. Nothing says “put Scratch in charge” like that.

Page Two

Harley was out. Gang war with Penguin’s crew. That’s all they did these days. Defend instead of expand. Scratch was gonna change that, he thought, slipping into her room.

Red and black, everywhere. The curtains, the carpet, the bed. Like playing cards, Harley said when she handed out the new uniforms. Clubs and hearts.

Joker was in the corner. Grinning at him. His eyes followed Scratch around the room, interrupted by occasional static. I dare you, they said, as Scratch crept up to the smiling ghost.

“Sorry boss,” he said, taking out the screwdriver and the small explosive charge. “But I’ve gotta do this. For the gang.”

Page Three

“Bad idea, Scratchie.” Joker replied.

Scratch froze. Terrified.

“Bad idea, Scratchie.” Joker said. Same intonation as before.

“Bad idea, Scratchie.”

Scratch relaxed. She’d cut it together. Made it out of old tapes. But that meant-

The skull-cracking impact of Harley’s baseball bat cut off the thought.

[lovelandfrogispookybear]

20: D-neD

Otto's pov

We make it back to home. The girl who I found trapped in her mind is layed down on a bed, and everybody goes to talk to her, even Eddie. I am by myself, and I decide I want to go on an adventure. In a normal day, from what Eddie tells me, it would be dark soon. But it is almost always dark here anyway, and I will be able to know my way. Especially if this really is like over there as it is over here.

I wear a white sweater, sweet Joyce gave it to me. I am still wearing Steve's pants and shirt, and my pinchy boots I remember having for forever. I have my red glasses and a lighter I found in the pants pocket, and that should be enough if anything goes poorly. I walk out the door.

I go down the same road I ran away down last time. Except instead of going to my old home, I decide to take some other looks. I go into some trees, I would like to say I recognize them but I don't ever remember exploring this part of town. Vines creep everywhere, but I just step right over them and ignore them. I look upwards, seeing the sky through the shriveling trees. In the far off, I can hear radio statics and people talking. I want to investigate that, but Eddie said to avoid anything "milytary", and this sounds like that. I keep walking forward.

"Ah!" I fall down onto the ground. I do not trip over vines, so this must be different. I turn around, and look at what is on the ground.

It is a pile of sticks, taken over by vines a long time ago. There are torn papers with color and blankets and toys all over the ground. I wrestle a wooden board from the vines, and try to read the fadey writing.

"Cas-tle... biers?" I've heard that last word. I need to get back home.

Eddie's pov

Otto pops up from behind the couch.

"Hello Pipsqueak!" I ruffle her hair.

"Ah, Otto, we meet again!" Hopper waves. Everyone else must still be in the other room.

"Say hi to Hopper," I nudge her. She waves reluctantly.

"Him and I go way back," Hopper explains. Otto nods.

"Eddie, what does the word 'biers' mean?" Otto rolls over onto the couch and fiddles with one of the pins on my (newly hand cleaned) vest.

"Byers? Well, that's Joyce, Will's, and Jonathan's last name," Hopper explains. "Why?"

"Nothing," Otto bounces up and down. "Just asking."

Robin and Steve, followed by Murray, walk out of the hall. They're all carrying armfuls of bedding and pillows.

"Everyone can grab from here, and find anywhere they want to sleep," Steve says.

"Tomorrow, we can take a trip to my warehouse, I have cots and sleeping bags there," Murray says as he drops the sheets and pillows on the floor. I sit up, and walk over to the pile. I root through it until I find some sheets I like, and drag them back over to the couch.

"If you wanna sleep there kid, I'd hang tight. I'm going to cook something up for dinner, so it might not be the quietest place to sleep," Murray walks into the kitchen.

"No worries, I go out like a rock." I turn to Otto. "I'm going to sleep, and odds are I won't wake up until tomorrow. Be good, eat some food that isn't Harrington's 15 dollar raw steak, and get good sleep. Goodnight Buggo." I ruffle Otto's hair, and turn over to fall asleep.

Otto's pov

"You want risotto?" Murray asks me. I don't have a know what reesotoh is, but I am hungry. I nod, and he plops a spoonful of something brown into my bowl. I take a handful of it, and gobble it up. It is very good.

"Uh, you want a spoon?" Hopper asks me. I shake my head, hands are better for eating. Everybody looks at me then looks at their own food as I continue eating with my hands.

"Just let her eat," Will takes a spoonful of his food. Everybody begins to gobble up their food too.

"So, Otto is it? How did you find this lovely lot?" Murray asks. I look upwards to him, and

Robin pushes a napkin towards me.

"Things that happened," I mumble through my last mouthful of food. I don't want to explain it, when Eddie wakes up he can. I grab my bowl, and get up. Like I saw people do when I came back earlier, I set it down by the sink. Using napkins and the sink, I clean my hands off. Now what to do. I want to go to sleep near Eddie because he is really all I know here, but I am not tired. Maybe I should figure out what the Castle is. And then I will grab the fresh white blanket, and go to sleep.

As for the Castle, I will start with Joyce. She seems like someone worthy of a Castle.

"Joyce?" I ask, tugging on her coat. She turns around.

"Yes sweetheart? What's up?" Her eyes are soft.

"What is Castle Byers?"

Her face rumples into confusion, but smooths out again after a moment.

"You know what? That is a question for my boy Will. You ask him when he's done eating, okay?" Joyce answers. I nod, and skip over into the living room to wait.

Will's pov

"Otto? My mom said you had a question for me?" I sit down next to her.

"Yes. What is Castle Byers?" Her eyes cut right through my memories. I look at her, trying to figure out how she knows what that is and why she's even asking.

"Castle Byers?" Mike walks over. "We should visit it sometime! It's been a while since I've been out there!"

"Um, haha, yeah! Good idea!" Will laughs. "How about you go help El clean up dinner, yeah?"

"Um, okay?" Mike looks at me oddly, and walks towards El.

"What that all was about?" Otto asks curiously.

"Want to take this conversation into a different room?" I stand up quickly, and motion to the hallway. Mom gives me an odd looks as I usher Otto into one of the bathrooms, and I smile weakly.

"I destroyed Castle Byers a year ago!" I whisper-shout. "I got in a fight with Mike, and I... I tore it down. With a baseball bat."

She stares at me blankly, sits on the floor, then opens her mouth to speak.

"Why fight. If you like?"

"It's... it's more complicated than that." I sit down next to her, and bury my head in my knees.

"I know complicated," Otto says, grabbing the lighter again. She flicks it , illuminating the room.

"I... I wanted to play DnD. It's one of my favorite things to do-"

"Dned?"

"D - N - D. It's a game. Anyways, I wanted to play it and nobody else did. Hardly Mike or Lucas or anyone wants to play it now it seems. And I tried to get them to play, but nobody wanted to. I got upset, because it seems now all either of them think about is their girlfriends. I stormed out, and Mike followed me, and hit me with-"

"He HIT you?" Otto asks angrily, beginning to stand up.

"No, no! Not like that. I mean what he said was unexpected."

"Well, what he say?"

"He... he said that it wasn't his fault I don't like girls, and it just took me by surprise. I ran off, and got mad, and broke Castle Byers."

"Yes... but what was it? I know a castle is a big huge rock house with lots of colors and riches-"

"It wasn't that kind of castle, it was just a little fort. Something I could hang out in, color, read, be to myself."

"A fort..." Otto nods ominously. She stands, nods at me, and walks out,

[sebsxphia]

Sebbie my love, I'm over the moon at how much you loved "Goodnight Ghoul" (I actually might see if I can write it down and illustrate it for Halloween or something and read it to my preschoolers, lol).

I don't know if it's just the weird weather or what, but the wedding thoughts/thots have been wild today.

I know it's way too early for this but I was thinking about Preacher!Rhett and Little Lamb getting married a few days before Christmas, the church being all decorated and everything. Amy looks so cute as their little flower girl and is finally happy that Little Lamb will officially be her mommy (I'm still a firm believer in the "Rhett adopts Amy" trope honestly, lol).

Your preacher finally sees you in your wedding dress and he's trying so hard not to cry because you just look so beautiful walking down the aisle with the red and white poinsettias everywhere. He's also fighting the urge to kiss you in front of everybody, waiting until the end when it can catch both sides of your family by surprise.

You decide to wait until January to go on your honeymoon, wanting desperately to spend the holidays with Amy. Everybody has an absolute blast at the reception (although Rhett was a little exasperated to find one of the bridesmaids and one of his groomsmen in the back, both dangerously close to doing the dirty, lol). At the end of a very, very long night, you both carry a heavily sleeping Amy back to the truck in the freshly falling snow, returning to your new home, a big, sturdy timberframe that Rhett, Royal and the other family men scraped together to build and it's super cozy inside.

I know it's too early for this Sebbie but it was on the brain and I couldn't shake it no matter how hard I tried lol

bless you my love! i absolutely loved it and i would absolutely love to see you illustrate it! i think that’s a wonderful idea 🥹 and it’s never too early for christmas thoughts! i think if preacher rhett did get married, he would get married around the christmas time because of the religious significance. this whole imagery is so beautiful, i love it 🥹 thank you so much for this sweet thought! 💌

[jovalencia]

goodnight!!! was talking to my sister and her friend earlier and apparently they came up with a whole scenario in which the plot of “us” happened to, well, us and how everybody’s others would behave and walk and who would die and live and when and in case you were wondering the whole schtick with mine is that she bridge walks everywhere like that bitch in the exorcist. I have never seen the exorcist I just know she does that upside down crab walk at some point. but yeah also I die before the end in their story. SAD

[rslashtriadmom]

He's Marked His Territory

TW; (transgender) pregnancy

Recap, Fella and I's transgender partner (Lover Boy) is unexpectedly pregnant with Person McNugget #2, and we already have an 11y/o daughter (Boo).

Two weeks and some days ago, Lover Boy decided that he's keeping his pregnancy. He'll be 14 weeks on the 22nd (of November); this is his first biological kid, second bio kid for Fella after Boo.

This great migration actually began November 13th; Boo's 11th birthday and when LB announced to her. See, we live in a trailer park - go ahead, clutch your pearls - and it happens LB lives in a little 1bed/bath across the street from us. Ren lives just on the other side of the park, and BB lives with Fella, Boo and I in our childhood home.

I digress. That night, after we made sure all confusion from Boo was cleared, all questions answered, LB was fixing to make the treacherous hike back to his house, less than twenty feet from us, when Boo stops him;

Boo: Where are you going?

LB: What do you mean? I'm going back to my house.

Boo: ...but you're pregnant.

LB: Sure am.

Boo:...and it's Daddy's.

(cue an awkward, confused glance between LB and I)

LB: Yyyyes...?

Boo: So that means you're gonna be moving in with us, correct?

Me: No, LB's staying in his own house, and me, you and BB are staying here. We're gonna share custody of Daddy, LB gets one week, we get the other.

Boo: You're not funny. You're going to be moving in, why don't you just start staying here tonight?

Honestly? Kid had a point. So, wearing a pair of Fella's pajamas, LB spent the night with us. Has spent every night with us since then.

We got the last of his clothes/personal items/bits of decor he wanted to keep moved over today. LB's always liked our furniture/etc better, and considering most of his is from Wal-Mart or from the side of the road, the heavy stuff is staying. We already have a few people interested in taking the house off of his hands. We're a smallish, tight-knit community, so someone always has at least one kid ready to move out and get their own place; win-win for everybody.

So it's been a Minute. LB's always been somewhat of a slob; nothing nasty, no food left out for a week. Think stereotypical 'teenage boy just flings his clothes here there and everywhere' just general disorganization. BB is the same way. Then again, it wasn't uncommon for LB to leave some random object or article of clothing whenever he left after visiting our house; we still laugh about the time he walked out with his pants on, but his underwear on the bathroom floor. No, he wasn't drunk or high, he's just...well, LB.

Funny story, I never realized just how much time LB spent at our house with us until now. Not much has changed other than the addition of LB's stuff (and he's somewhat of a minimalist). Or at least, day-to-day life hasn't changed much. Now, he doesn't give us hugs and kisses before leaving the house to sleep at his; he gives us hugs and kisses goodnight. The three adults all pile into our bed at night now (our bed is big so we can all fit comfortably for the moment, although we might have to toggle the sleeping situation as we go). LB doesn't have to load up a tupperware bowl to take food home for later (he hates cooking and would live off of TV dinners and snacks if we didn't keep him fed, and Fella loves cooking for other people lol), he can just pop into the fridge and heat himself up a serving if he so pleases.

It's pleasantly strange to have him live with us. It's funny to occasionally find him munching on Doritos on the couch watching Bob's Burgers in the middle of the night when I get up to go pee. Being reminded he's in the house whenever he Dad Sneezes and therefore makes me shit out my soul can be obnoxious, but it's a reminder that he's there. With us. I do love getting to hang out and bust each other's chops all day. Fella loves being able to annoy him by sneaking up behind him to give him a kiss on the neck and running before LB can swat at him.

Best of all? Boo's having the time of her life. She and LB have always been best buds. Boo, as an autistic kid, tends to 'glom' onto people she loves; following them around, having to be physically close to them, finding every little excuse to interact with them. LB's the only one that is truly able to handle it as long as Fella and I can. They banter like two old men. They've been pranking each other all the time. LB loves to walk into her room when she's in it and rip ass (and howdy doody can this one elicit gags with his gas) and swiftly leave. Boo's current hyperfixation is puppets, which LB is TERRIFIED of, so now she regularly chases him around the house with one of hers. Their favorite, though? They cuddle in the mornings before Boo has to get up for school. LB discovered on day two that he can now go to Boo's room and crawl into bed with her for a quick snug. There's times he won't want Fella or I to put a hand on his shoulder. Boo? She can cling to him like a cobweb whenever she wants.

"It's different when it's your kid," LB says.

[barringtonishigh]

i unfortunately think i can name 7 off each album because they were my special interest as a kid. but now i wanna try.

Please Please Me: ...Please Please Me, P.S. I Love You (my favorite song when I was like seven), Twist and Shout, Chains, Anna (Go To Him), I Saw Her Standing There, Love Me Do

With The Beatles: Money (That's What I Want), Hold Me Tight, All My Loving, All I Gotta Do, It Won't Be Long, Don't Bother Me

A Hard Day's Night: ...A Hard Day's Night, And I Love Her, You Can't Do That, I Should Have Known Better, I'M HAPPY JUST TO DANCE WITH YOU (another old favorite), Can't Buy Me Love, If I Fell

Beatles For Sale: Everybody's Trying To Be My Baby, Honey Don't, I'll Follow The Sun, I Don't Want To Spoil The Party, I'm A Loser, Words Of Love, What You're Doing

Help!: ...Help, Another Girl, You've Got To Hide Your Love Away, I Need You, I've Just Seen A Face, You Like Me Too Much, YESTERDAY- (fun fact Help! was my favorite movie as a little kid :3)

Rubber Soul: Drive My Car, If I Needed Someone, Girl, I'm Looking Through You, The Word, Norwegian Wood, You Won't See Me

Revolver: Taxman, Tomorrow Never Knows, Eleanor Rigby, I'm Only Sleeping, Here There and Everywhere, Good Day Sunshine, Got To Get You Into My Life

Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band: ....Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, A Day In The Life, For The Benefit Of Mister Kite, A Little Help From My Friends, Good Morning Good Morning, Lovely Rita, She's Leaving Home

Magical Mystery Tour: ...Magical Mystery Tour, Blue Jay Way, I Am The Walrus, Your Mother Should Know, Penny Lane, Strawberry Fields Forever, Hello Goodbye

The White Album: Back In The U.S.S.R, Goodnight, Helter Skelter, Piggies, Honey Pie, Wild Honey Pie, Revolution Number 9

Yellow Submarine: Yellow Submarine, Hey Bulldog, All Together Now, It's All Too Much, All You Need Is Love, that's all I got here

Abbey Road: Something, Because, You Never Give Me Your Money, She Came In Through The Bathroom Window, I Want You (She's So Heavy), Her Majesty, Maxwell's Silver Hammer

Let It Be: ...Let It Be, For You Blue, I Me Mine, Maggie May, Two Of Us, I've Got A Feeling, Across The Universe

OW

Saw the Michael Jackson one so I would like to submit this: Do you know at least 7 Beatles songs?

[darkestspring]

[ maris tried unaliving herself but failed, so she lives but is still mourning! I shifted Argella’s age a little lower ‘cause she’s bby- and I refuse to let her grow up. the blacks are still alive but lost, and westeros hates their guts, and the greens are all alive and won. ]

𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐄𝐍 (9) had woken from the storms as her purple eyes opened and noticed she isn’t home, or on the battlefield where she was stabbed by her grandfather, but somewhere rather unfamiliar. And she feels… empty.

Gaelithox. She already feels the adoration and elation coming from the she-dragon. But most importantly… relief. So Argella allowed the purring dragon nuzzle her the big snout against her weak body. It work! It worked! They brought you back as promised!

“What worked?” Her voice felt dry and it came out as a whisper. It hurts. Everything feels unnatural everywhere.

Her purple dragon didn’t say anything but gave her a adoring expression.

“I wanna go home… take me home.” Argella mumbles and exerted her body to climb onto Gaelithox who shifted her whole body lower to help. She didn’t even need to be commanded to fly as the princess feels the raindrops falling onto her head with the sound of thunder clapping above herself.

This will take a week to get home… she allows her body to begin resting and vision became black.

Maris has been depressed and kept under close watch for the past two moons since her suicide attempt. Yet she wanted nothing more to see her baby again. Just to see that precious face before saying goodbye at least.

But Baelon didn’t believed when word got sent out when Gaelithox was spotted flying over to Westeros.

And not just the she-dragon herself. But with his little girl’s body!

So he, Maris, and everybody who has heard quickly ran out to the open at the red keep to see The Purple Queen landing just in time.

Most of them panicked once they saw her supposedly corpse slipping off the saddle. Criston reacted first and immediately caught her just in time as her limp form onto his arms. Wet and smelt of dragon.

Everyone thought Gaelithox had decided to bring her corpse back for closure and a proper funeral. But they were shock to see the princess’ breathing but heavily unconscious.

It seems the gods of Old Valyria had decided to bring their little jewel back… but at what cost?

[ feel free to add in baelon and maris’ reaction down below- but the next ask will involve our bby waking up tomorrow after I wake up :’) so goodnight babes ]

- 💜 Anon.

Oh god, they'd both be so relieved, baelon refuses to let go of her as he just sobs intonher tiny body.

Alive. Alive. Alive. Alive. His brain keeps repeating, his baby is alive. She's okay.

Maris would be right next to her husband, watching over her daughter with hee tears Neverending.

Baelon, would turn to gaelithox and pet her going "good girl." Before ordering that they give gaelithox all the sheep she wants.

Baelon would be so struck with relief.

[sirthisisa-wendys]

Last Light: Takeomi Akashi x Fem!Reader

One-shot.

angst and fluff.

wc: 853

masterlist

Blank eyes stare back at Takeomi in the dirty public restroom.

He had to choose a McDonald's, didn't he?

if he put a little more effort and little more thought past the grumbling in his stomach and the thumping in his head (and neck, and arm, and the stinging under his left eye), he might have chosen a different establishment to frequent for his post-fight meal.

But losers don't get to choose fancy dining areas, Takeomi quickly remembers. Losers choose what is available at 12 am, and the golden arches are simply the only thing afforded to him... and the only thing he can afford.

Takeomi dragged himself away from the fight with his dignity intact - or so he thought - and into the well-lit establishment to clean up.

"Clean up, clean up, everybody, everywhere..."

The memory of your sing-song voice comes to him just as Takeomi presses the brown paper towel to the cut under his eye and he hisses - both at the thought of you and the feeling of the antibacterial soap he's rubbing into the cut.

"Fuck..."

Takeomi stares at the Filet-O-Fish in front of him with mild disgust. His stomach launches its tirade against the abuse loudly, chanting "we have food at home" over and over and over again.

"I've already paid for it," he says to no one and raises the greasy item to his lips. As he punishes himself with the taste of the sandwich, Takeomi wonders if he should sleep in the hideout instead. It would add to the punishment and perhaps even fulfill a requirement of yours... but as he treasures the saltiness of the fries in his mouth, he thinks about other things.

How would he get a pillow? Are there still sheets in the main room?

Even as Takeomi drives toward the house, he feels something nagging at him to not go home. Not to embarrass himself. Not to drag you down and make you emotional and worried.

His hand stills before reaching the doorknob. Keys jingle in his hands, fingers trembling before they enter the slim piece of copper into the tumbler. Takeomi sighs, making his breath puff out in front of him before he lets his hand fall.

No, no, he can't do it.

A cigarette should do, he thinks to himself, turning back around on the porch and pulling his pack out from his back pocket. The swing chair creaks under his weight, and he pulls out his lighter as he jostles the last cigarette from the pack.

Light, inhale, exhale...

How would he explain this one away? Even as the cigarette gets shorter, he seems to come up empty on excuses. He can't lie and say he didn't lose, but... admitting a loss to you would be...

The cigarette sputters out, and Taekomi offers one last look at the quiet neighborhood before entering his home as quietly as possible. With any luck, you'd be asleep with the kids and he wouldn't have to answer any questions until the morning.

But as his eyes drag up from the floor, he sees you and the two boys laying on the couch in front of the TV, the littlest one in your lap, his thumb in his mouth, and the eldest nodding off slowly.

"Babe," you murmur, reaching out the hand that previously rested on the youngest's back. "How'd it go?" When Takeomi doesn't answer, you wipe your eyes, yawn, and look closely at him. "Is that a --"

"Shhh... I'm alright," he begins, leaning down to kiss the top of your head. "I'll take them off to bed." Before he can pull Natsuya off your lap, you grab his wrist and frown.

"Omi, did you lose?"

"Baby, the kids--"

"Tell me the truth." Takeomi stalls, his brain trying to come up with something acceptable.

"I did. Can we talk about it when we head off to bed?"

You nod, then allow him to take the two boys off to bed, their little bodies slumped against his frame. After tucking them in, giving them goodnight kisses, and closing the door, he meets you in your bedroom, where you're ready for him with bandages and antiseptic.

"You really don't have to--"

"Have a seat," you whisper tenderly, cradling his cheek with one hand. Takeomi obeys, his stomach now announcing it's mistreatment for you to hear. "Have you eaten?" you wonder, taking a cotton ball and pressing it on the cut under his eye.

"McDonald's," he admits shyly.

"There's soup in the fridge, sweetheart." You don't address the fact that he's lost, but Takeomi can see the concern in your eyes. When his cut has been attended to, you kneel down to look into his eyes, murmuring, "I love you no matter whether you win or lose a fight. Come home to us regardless, alright?"

"Alright." You lean forward to kiss his lips sweetly, holding him close. He kisses you back eagerly, holding you as he leans back on the bed. "I love you, babe."

"Now, can I make you feel just a little better?" Takeomi smiles widely, chuckling.

"You sure can."

[angstics]

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Gerard: First time I wore makeup was creepy. [...] I found some of my mom’s I- lipstick and the creepy thing was though that I was like 16, 17 years old. Probably about the time I got dumped for the first time but- [...] I put on some lipstick and checked it out in the mirror and I- it definitely reminded me of Rocky Horror. And I was definitely into it. [Laughs] And that was- and I would do that sometimes after that. Then, uh, then came the clothes, you know?

(2005)

If The Black Parade could inspire a social or musical movement, what would you like that to be? I don’t want people to be afraid of living, which I think is everybody’s biggest fear. I want people to express themselves how they want. If that means dressing up in women’s clothing, so be it. I’m very opposed to intolerance, racism and sexism. Men are still being called “faggot.” I see women being treated as second-class citizens, even in punk rock. So if it’s happening there, it’s happening everywhere. I’m very much into acceptance.

(Rolling Stone 2006)

@BadassKilljoy: is it true you dressed, and pulled off, being a chick for the first part of college? @gerardway: True. Goodnight! @kcbban: Pics or it didn't happen, Gerard. :P @gerardway: There was a 7 year period where I was not in a single photo. It was like I vanished those years. 15-22. Really g’nite

(2013)

@icefire266: you dressed as a woman, correct? What was the biggest difference you noticed being a woman vs man? @gerardway: People want something from you

(2014)

How did you find high school? Gerard Way: "Hard. I always wanted to be an artist, so I was this loner kid who just got drink all the time. I only had one real friend." In what ways were you a loner? "I went to school in drag. People call you names because of what you look like, because they don't accept who you are."

(October 2006)