#he hit me up today like ‘i got 4 left of these do u want em ??’ & i was like eh yea why not bc i know i needed to buy more weed anyway

[bibleofficial]

yall they’re scamming the british now by telling them the d8 & alt cannabinoid vapes are d9 😭😭😭😭 oh naurrrr

[pintrestgrl]

you said angst so... jj x kook!reader JJs starts pushing pogues and reader away and when reader tries to get through to JJ, he says awful things to reader hitting her/them below the belt by bringing up her trauma and the fact she/they are a kook. maybe she completly ices him and the pogues out(bc the pogues forgave him) and start hanging out with kooks. maybe the topper/rafe/kelce trio to really drive home she doesn't care about them anymore. maybe she's even there when pope and jj get beat up? IDK i thought this up off the top of my head. i don't reader crying in the shower heartbreaking sob fest angst. also i left what her supposed trauma up to you bc i don't know how far you're willing to go with that.

-💐

okay i lied. i’m doing this one bc it intrigued me.. lol. but also hi 💐 anon !! ur not overwhelming me i love all the asks, it’s just a matter of energy lol. but love u !!

also prepare for this to be lengthy due to the thick plot, lol

i actually am proud of this and how i wrote it, i rlly like it 🥹.

i will get out more posts today, likely 2-3. 4 if i get drink an alani lmao.

mean!jj x sensitive!kook!reader.

you had always known jj, due to the small size of the island. however, you just started getting closer with him the past few weeks.

you had always seen into him more then others did, even from afar.

you noticed the bruises on his cheeks, and how they’d fade over the next few days. you noticed when he’d gotten a haircut, likely from john b. you didn’t know why, but you found him interesting.

you probably shouldn’t have, considering your brother — rafe, absolutely hated him. he was a bad kid, you always saw him getting arrested with the rest of the pogues.

the reason you two started getting closer, was due to a drunken hookup you had a misunderstanding on. clearly, he looked at it as any other girl he would hook up with, no feelings and not a thought about it again.

you however, looked at it way different. you really genuinely liked him, truly. you didn’t care about any of the bad rumors about him, you didn’t see him as just the bad. you saw the good too.

a few days ago, you went to the chateau to see jj. you hadn’t talked to him since the hookup, expect for minor greetings. you wanted to get to know him more. understand him, fully and completely.

it’s safe to say it didn’t go well. you sat him down, explaining how you really did like him. he listened at first, but as soon as you started trying to open him up, he immediately tensed.

you asked him about how come he always has those bruises on him, and where they’re from. he stood up immediately, scoffing at your attempt.

“you’re fuckin’ serious? you just came here to make fun of me?”

you shook your head quickly at his misunderstanding, explaining how that’s not what you meant at all.

“y’know, it’s not shit you would understand at all. you’re too much of a dumb pretty little ‘kook princess’ with no thoughts in her head to figure it out.”

you swallowed at his harsh words, tears filling your eyes. you opened your mouth to speak, but he just kept spewing more words out.

“ever think that’s why i didn’t talk to you after we hooked up? because we couldn’t ever be anything. i could never be with somebody like you.”

tears fell from your eyes at his words, trying to take deep breaths. you attempted to speak again, before he interrupted you.

“just save it, okay? go back to figure 8 where you belong.”

you let more tears fall, listening to him and gathering your stuff and leaving the chateau.

you walked home with tears down your face the whole time, thoughts stirring. was that really all he thought about you? just a kook who never had to worry about anything?

your tears eventually faded, feelings going numb from exhaustion.

when you got home, you pushed your way past your family, going upstairs to shower.

when you got in, you immediately broke down again. tears filling your eyes and streaming down your face.

you wanted jj to like you, you really did. but if he really had those thoughts of you, you needed to let him go. you couldn’t go on thinking about him, worrying, if your feelings weren’t reciprocated.

over the next few days, you left jj and every pogue alone. you noticed him around, though. you didn’t see the pogues around him, either. it seemed like he was avoiding them, just like you were avoiding him. he looked almost upset, everywhere he went too.

after a while, he got over whatever little mood he was in and you saw him laughing, running around with his friends again.

you however, were not over it. his words really hurt, and you couldn’t get them out of your head. but you knew you needed to give him the same treatment back.

so you decided to start hanging out with your friends too. you started going to the boneyard with topper, kelce, and rafe. you knew jj hated them, but you couldn’t bring yourself to show any care if you weren’t receiving any.

you left him alone for a while after that, silently thinking and worrying about him in your head instead.

you opted for watching from afar, both of you making awkward eye contact at times.

you still wondered where those bruises came from, and if you would ever know at all.

[jjenthusee]

Empty Plates

Pairing: Jason Todd x Reader

A/N: I SUCCESSFULLY MOVED SO THATS WHY I WAS GONE FOR A HOT MIN but i wanted to give u something while we wait for Racing Hearts pt. 4 :D ENJOY comment if ur comfortable and let me hear ur thoughts \(^~^)/

Tags: hurt/no comfort, angst, sorry yall we gon cry together

Word Count: 1.3k

He left.

Jason was gone.

The apartment was cold. The only outline of him ever being there was the blanket pushed aside, curving around where he used to lay on the bed.

Everything was too good while it lasted.

No matter how many times he left without a word, it felt like it started to hurt less and less the more you didn’t see him next to you.

You’ve always heard how great other people’s relationships were. Too good to be true. It feels like a dream.

And they were right.

It was like a dream.

But Jason was only in your life like a dream.

Only in your bed late in the night.

Willing to be there when the moon rose.

And like a dream, he disappeared. Only like a memory.

They say that hate is worse than love, but the opposite of love was indifference.

And you had no energy to care anymore.

——

So you woke up.

Like any other morning.

Folding your blankets, face blank, heart blank.

You took out loose leaf tea, started prepping breakfast as the water boiled.

Your morning gray.

No music, no color, no Jason.

It was silent, only the sounds of water boiling, popping from the heat.

Your knife hitting the cutting board.

New cooking pans on the stove.

Your body going through the motions without a thought.

You couldn’t bring yourself to think, to feel.

You ate your breakfast, sitting at the table, watching the traffic go by.

Steam hitting your face from the cup as you let it warm your fingers.

No one sitting across from you.

No second mug to mimic yours.

No legs and knees bumping into yours.

You didn’t have any appetite anymore.

You mentally reprimanded yourself for wasting food, but you dumped the rest in the trash, getting nauseous from the sight.

Putting any dirty dishes in the sink.

Chores can be completed later.

You sullenly grabbed some clothes, getting in the shower.

You stood, letting your head feel the water pressure hit your scalp.

You broke.

You slowly fell to the shower floor.

Water running down your face as you sobbed, quietly weeping to yourself.

Your tears mixing with the warm water.

Memories flooded your mind.

“Jaybird, I want to get new cooking pans.” You wrapped your arms around Jason as he cooked.

“Why? These are still in good condition.” Jason continued flipping your small pancakes on the pan.

“But I want a new set that we bought together now that we moved.” You nuzzled your face into his back.

“Hm.” Jason hummed at the warm feeling of you behind him. “We can get a new set today. Something you like.”

You smiled into his shirt.

“Thanks, Jaybird.”

Then you got ready. Fixing your hair, brushing your teeth.

Ready for work.

Like nothing happened.

——

It had been two weeks.

No sign of Jason.

No messages. No calls. Nothing.

You rarely ate. You called in sick from work after you were wearing yourself out.

Reaching your limit of filling your time with anything, but Jason.

Forgetting to brush your teeth, no longer changing out of your lounging clothes, staring out the window from the table.

You did drink water, your stomach not tolerating anything else.

No music playing anymore.

It was quiet.

Only the upstairs neighbor’s footsteps filling the silence.

Your face was pale, it felt like your cheeks were hallowing out.

Eyes tired.

You refused to let yourself reach out to Jason first. Countless times before you had called, texted, done something.

But you didn’t wanna do any of it anymore.

No longer following Jason.

You went to the bathroom. Slowly having the energy to walk.

Shutting yourself in there, the walls feeling small, you blankly watched the mirror.

An unrecognizable expression that only visited during the bad times.

You sighed, splashing water on your face.

The floor creaking as you walked back.

When you made it back to the table, you sat down in the same chair, looking at the same cup, watching the same window.

Not acknowledging anything.

“You’re not going to say anything?” Jason said. Sitting across from you. He sounded confused, his expression probably wasn’t any different, but you didn’t know.

You didn’t bother looking.

You almost flinched from his voice. You almost convinced yourself he was an illusion.

“Yell?” He questioned. “Anything?”

You stayed quiet. Staring out the window.

When was the last time you took a walk?

“Please say something.” Jason pleaded in front of you.

It was too hot these days, but if it was cloudy like today, maybe you should start walking soon.

You still stared out the window, taking a sip from your cup.

“Nothing?” Jason’s frustration peaking into his voice.

You needed some exercise.

“Sweetheart.” Jason firmly impeded your thoughts.

You sighed.

“I’m tired.” You softly spoke.

“I came back because I was worried.” Jason explained.

Your frustration building. Trying to balance out your nonchalance and anger.

“It’s so noisy.” You flatly said to yourself.

“But things were supposed to be okay, I made sure—“

You angrily set the cup down, water splashing from the impact. The cup cracking, water leaking onto the table.

You continued to look out the window. Not acknowledging the mess around your hand.

“I don’t know if you realize this, Jason, but my world stopped the day you left. I stayed up countless nights worried if there was something wrong, if you were hurt, if I did something wrong—“

“Of course not—“

“I know! I realized that I did my best. I stupidly loved you and I didn’t know what to do when you left me. Again.” You watched two kids bike on the sidewalk. Laughing in their joy.

“I was scared!” Jason stammered, voice straining. “I didn’t know what else to do, so I left!”

“Then what are you so afraid of?!” You closed your eyes, lowering your head into your other hand. The last thing you saw was one of the boys falling, scraping his knee on the pavement.

“It’s because you made me realize that I can be more!” His voice rose. “I realized that maybe I don’t just want to be Red Hood!” Jason paced, recklessly brushing his fingers through his hair.

You froze, listening to his ramble.

“I want to be more. I want to have something other than Red Hood and it’s scaring the absolute shit out of me.” Jason paused, taking his hands out of his hair.

Jason hunched forward trying to make himself as small as possible. Tightly wrapping his arms around himself.

“—the Red Hood helmet.” Jason whispered, so soft you barely heard the end of his sentence.

“What?” You breathlessly responded, keeping your head down, unconsciously mimicking Jason’s soft voice.

“For the first time, I wanted to take off the Red Hood helmet.” He meekly looked at you. His eyebrows crushed together in a horrified look like he, himself, was just realizing this fact.

Your chest stung. You’ve never heard Jason so terrified, trembling in fear, voice shaky.

“I don’t know if I can take off my helmet. I can’t be anything without it.” Jason admitted.

“So you decided to leave, to never say anything, to let me continue my life like you weren’t there?” You harshly told him.

“Yeah, I ran, but I checked on you. Making sure nothing happened as you walked to work, but every day I saw you looking worse.” Jason moved again, but you didn’t want to lift your head. “It never got better, so…I came back. Dammit, look at me!”

He slammed his fits on the table, the cup shaking in your harsh grip.

You lift your head. Staring straight into his eyes.

Jason looked terrified. Angry, yes, but absolutely terrified.

It almost made you laugh from disbelief.

“Whether you take off the helmet or not…” You hesitated. This was it. No more caving in. You leveled your voice, firm and harsh. “Doesn’t matter to me anymore.”

Silence.

The cup shattering in your hands, cutting your hand.

It stung.

Neither of you looking down first, until Jason broke eye contact.

He reached for your injured hand.

You got up, avoiding his touch, walking to the cabinet underneath the kitchen sink. Grabbing the first-aid kit.

Dripping small drops of blood on the floor.

When you turned around, you flinched.

He was gone.

Again.

Like another dream.

[milaisreading]

HIIII i love ur posts!!

Can i request a tired or mentally drained and at one point she breaks down on front of the bllk boys and all of them start panicking or trying to comfort her? 😭😅

I've been tired cuz exam season ( >:p ) "and i wanna cry but i physically can't ( idk why? ) and i want some comfort sooooo.... yeah!

if u dont wanna its cool :)

byeeee❤️❤️

Author: I FEEL U! I have been feeling soo drained and useless ever since my exams finished. Literally can't even relax during this small break I got:// Anyways, I hope u like this! Thanks for the request🩷

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

On any normal day (Y/n) didn't mind the chaos the boys caused her, after all they were under a lot of pressure, so she let them unwind while cleaning up after them. But today was not one of those days. Ever since the preparations for the next Blue Lock phase started she felt like they were more and more chaotic, while she was losing herself more and more in all of her work. The whole week was just a whole mess for her, from running errands for Anri and Ego, to breaking up fights between the teammates, she just felt like giving up. Right now, she was enjoying some quiet time in the lunch hall, just drinking some tea while fighting back sleep.

"This morning was so tiring...." She winced while grabbing her stomach. This morning, Rin accidentally kicked the football past the goal, which ended up hitting (Y/n) in the stomach. This caused a loud argument between the captain, Isagi and Barou. (Y/n) tried to stop them, but the fussing coming from Aryu and Hiori stopped her. She was annoyed that they didn't let her handle the issue, instead Kurona and Yukimiya ended up dragging her toward the infirmary.

Next thing that happened was an hour after the first incident. Karasu and Otoya were practicing with Bachira and Aryu, (Y/n) was as usually sitting and taking down the stats of the 4. Nothing unusual. Until Bachira decided to goof around with the football and yell at (Y/n) to watch him do some tricks. She admitted, they were impressive, and she commented on how great they are. Her comments along with the impressed look on her face caused the other three to start doing the same. The problem was that there were 4 of them and (Y/n) would have to look every 2 seconds at a different player, which did make her dizzy. Ego had noticed the commotion and yelled at all 5 of them to get back to training.

The 3rd incident happened barely an hour ago at lunch time. (Y/n) was sitting with Gagamaru, Isagi and Chigiri during the time, and while talking with the 3, she didn't notice an argument between Kunigami and Nagi unfolding. Everyone knew that (Y/n) barely ever ate her dessert, it had too much protein, so she would always left it to one of the players to eat. The dessert was pretty much the highlight of their day and the team agreed on whoever got the most points for the day, will get the sweet treat. This arrangement worked for 2 months, but today was the first time that two players were tied in points.

Kunigami and Nagi were both known to be level headed and somewhat apathetic towards everything, except when it comes to their manager and her attention,  that's when both are pretty much irrational.

"I think you seem to misunderstood me, Nagi. I am getting it today." Kunigami said, sending a tight smile towards the albino.

"And you seemed to have misunderstood me, Kunigami. But that pudding is mine."

"Calm down, you two." Niko rolled his eyes, still mad that he lost this time.

(Y/n), blissfully unaware of that whole agreement, noticed Gagamaru staring at her dessert. Knowing she won't eat it anyways, she decided to give it to him.

"Here. I won't eat. Hope you like strawberry flavor." She said, handing the surprised Gagamaru her food.

Chigiri and Isagi gasped silently. They shortly sent the flustered goalie jealous glares before looking at Kunigami and Nagi, who were staring degers at Gagamaru.

"A-are you sure?" The boy asked as (Y/n) nodded her head, smiling warmly at the boy.

"Of course-"

"Gagamaru, you traitor!" The two flinched and looked in surprise at Nagi.

"Ha?" (Y/n) panicked a little as she saw Kunigami and Nagi glaring at the duo.

"Keep it down, you two." Reo rolled his eyes, earning a nod from Tokimitsu.

"M-maybe we should let Gagamaru have-"

"Shut it, Tokimitsu!" Kunigami and Nagi yelled and then started arguing with Gagamaru. It eventually spread across the whole lunch room, and (Y/n) started twitching a little. Nobody was listening to her as she tried to calm it down. Was it the exhaustion or pure desperation to shut everyone up, but (Y/n) eventually started crying silently. Lost in her own thoughts while crying, she wasn't paying attention to what the rest were saying.

"I am the fastest. The dessert is mine!" Chigiri earned a show from Aryu at that.

"You forget I was in the top3 and I am the one with the better hair."

"Oh, shut up you peasants! You all are beneath me and (Y/n), therefore the pudding is mine."

"Says who? You, Barou? You do not have the charm to be anywhere near (Y/n)."

"Otoya, you cheated on your girlfriends. What makes you think you are worthy?" Yukimiya sighed.

"And what about you, Yukimiya? You are so plain, there is no way she will fall for you. Now me on the other hand-"

"Oh, shut up Karasu. Your charms are below Antarctica's temperatures." Niko groaned.

"I think the cutest one of us should get the pudding. So me-"

"Bachira, that would be me. I am also the ace, so that's just a bonus." Isagi smiled, earning a glare from Rin

"Pipe it down, you two can barely pick up a 2nd language." The captain added in.

"English is hard." The two protested.

"I think the richest one should have a say in the dessert." Reo smirked, earning louder protests.

Tokimitsu shivered a little in fright and looked over at (Y/n), freezing for a moment as he saw her crying.

"What's up, Tokimitsu?" Hiori wondered, one of the few who decided not to argue. Kurona looked over to where Tokimitsu was looking, and his eyes widened in surprise as he saw her crying too. He nudged Hiori.

"Look." Kurona said and the cyan-haired boy looked at (Y/n). He wasted no time and ran to her side, followed by Tokimitsu and Kurona.

"He-hey, don't take it to heart. They are stupid like that." Tokimitsu said as he patted the sobbing girl's back. Kurona and Hiori moved closer, both trying to calm her down, all three felt their hearts breaking as they watched her cry. The room grew slowly quiet too, as the rest looked at (Y/n) in concern and guilt.

"(Y/n)...." Chigiri gulped.

"It's just hard to keep up with you all. You keep arguing and destroying things at times... and it's just hard to keep up... I can usually take it, but I guess today isn't my day." A wave of guilt hit the team as they quickly scrambled for the right words. The last thing they wanted was for their (Y/n) to cry, or worse, contemplate on leaving them.

"Tokimitsu, go and take (Y/n) somewhere quiet to calm down. The rest of you stay here." Rin said, quickly getting unto his captain mode. The rest said nothing, deciding not to make things worse, and they watched with guilt and sadness as (Y/n) got dragged out by Tokimitsu.

"Alright, listen up." Rin spoke up, causing the rest to look at him.

"We need to pull our shit together, unless we want (Y/n) to leave and for some other manager to replace her. The team pretty much shuddered at the idea, there was no way someone will replace her!

"So, what's your idea, captain?" Barou wondered.

"I will tell you, but first... Reo, I need you to do some calls." The billionaire heir raised his eyebrow and slowly nodded his head.

And soo, that was what had happened. (Y/n) ended up crying for about 30 minutes as Tokimitsu stayed around, just in case. The boy was collected and calm, no sign of his previous fidgety demeanor. After she calmed down, she apologized to Tokimitsu for inconveniencing him, but the boy didn't mind.

"If you feel down again, don't be afraid to tell us. We will listen." The boy said with a smile, which calmed her down a lot.

After lunch, she went back to her normal duties, helping the other staff members and the team out. To her surprise, they didn't cause any ruckus, they were calm and friendly. Even Rin, Isagi and Barou stayed away from arguing with each other. Unbeknownst to her, whenever a staff member tried to scold her, Karasu, Aryu and Nagi would send them warning glares. They alone caused them to back off quickly. All in all, the day went pretty well, and (Y/n) felt a lot lighter now. She slowly walked into her bedroom, and stopped at the entrance as she noticed a box on her bed. Slowly walking towards it, she looked at the note on the box and slowly started reading it. (Y/n)'s eyes widened a little as she read it through, realizing that the team sent her this, and her heart melted at the apology they wrote out.

'They are chaotic... but I love them like that.' She smiled and slowly opened the box, only to find various treats that she could only buy outside of Blue Lock's facility, she even got a small (f/c) bear.

'They probably made Reo get this...' She chuckled and plopped on the bed, hugging the bear close to herself.

'I will make it up to them... maybe Teieri-san can help me get them some small gift next week.' She thought, slowly falling asleep.

[zombholic]

| 𝐃𝐑. 𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐 |

“dude i swear i will get on my knees for that woman!” you rolled over on your best friends, dina’s bed as she passed you a blunt, taking a hit before passing it back to the dark haired girl sitting against her bed on the floor.

“you saw her two times y/nn” she shook her head looking at the blunt before looking at you. “ok but listen, she is like ethereal dude, i’d gobble her-“ “and you’re done speaking, go to sleep you have work tomorrow” you almost puked at the thought of work.

dina rolled you over to the wall side as she got under the covers “i should have a heart attack and then you can take me and ask for her” “go to bed y/n!”

hearing your stupid alarm go off, dina took it upon herself to grab your ankles and drag you off her very comfortable bed “i’m going to put you in my 13th record” you rubbed your face before getting up to her bathroom “love you!”

—

you were only a little happy today because it was pay day so you decided to be nice to the annoying customers as well. “have a great day ma’am” you gave the most fake smile to the customer, flipping her off when she left “no sign of doctor goddess this morning?” jesse walks in to start his closing shift.

“she’s the only reason i’m even here right now, can’t believe this is how she breaks up with me” you fake a sad sign, shaking your head at him causing him to chuckle at your attitude.

quickly going around the counter to help jesse clean up for his shift you started by wiping down the tables, the bell to the door chimes, leaving the rag and spray bottle on the dirty table, you saw abby. “hey doctor” you walked back to the register, throwing the latex gloves in the trash, giving her a smile. “hey sweetheart” the nickname giving you a tingly feeling in your stomach.

“the usual? and why so late?” you started with brewing the coffee “night shift and can you make that 4 please, my co-workers need it too” she sighed giving you the sweetest smile.

i want you to fuc-

nodding at her request you grabbed a couple more cups and a cup holder “so as a doctor do you get like any days off? it seems so like exhausting” you tilted your head looking at her “well, because i am a very needed doctor in the field i get at least a month or two off for vacation but on my days off i need to have my pager on me always” she shows you the little black box on her pocket.

you feel jesse “accidentally” bump into you with a sorry ass apologize and a cough, giving to the look. “so um, i was wondering if i could like maybe get your number?” you held your breath, fiddling with your fingers only giving her minimal eye contact. abby pulls her phone out, handing it over to you “why not” she maintains her eye contact.

quickly adding your contact in her phone you gave it back to her, giving yourself a fist bump in your head “you know like incase i have a heart attack or something and need to call for help” you joked biting the inside of your cheek out of a nervous habit “i hope you never have a heart attack sweet thing and i really hope you call the ambulance first” she laughed.

giving her the coffees you gave her a small bye “i’ll text you on my break, if you’re awake by then?” she gave you a flashing smile before walking out.

“holy shit! you got her number” jesse patted your back “holy fucking shit! i like almost shit myself, im gonna pass out” you inhaled deeply after holding your breath for so long “can i be the maid of honor” he wiggled his brows at you with a stupid smirk on his face “you can sit in the back with the grass.”

—

getting out the shower you started getting ready for bed, not to sleep cause tomorrow is your day off but you wanted to just chill and watch the vampire diaries.

buzz buzz

grabbing your phone you see a number text, your heart racing knowing it’s literally the love of your life texting.

—

Hello, it’s Abby from the coffee shop.

omg hey! didnt think u would text me

Of course I would, why wouldn’t I?

i mean, you are a busy heart doctor so i assumed you would be too busy 😭

Why are you crying?

crying? no abs it’s supposed to be me laughing LOL

Oh, well I still have a lot to learn.

you’re literally adorable, are you off tomorrow?

During the day, yes, but I have another night shift. Why?

do you maybe want to go out for lunch or something?

Of course, I would love to.

What time and which restaurant?

you can pick that for us, im down for anything :)

How about 12pm at Vue Rooftop?

oh that sounds fancy and i probably can’t afford it 🥲

Sweetheart, who said you were going to pay for anything in the first place? It’s my treat.

no, i cant let you pay for me thats not fair on you

It’s a date Y/n, I’ll see you tomorrow. I have to get back to work now, Goodnight beautiful.

AUTHORS NOTE: yeah i have adhd and i am making part 3 already … EHEHEHEH

[slvtforfiction]

Second chance romance

☆ Colby X Reader

☆ Forced proximity

☆ Fluff

☆ Ex-lovers to lovers

☆ If you are going to request: please check at the pinned post if requests are open,otherwise I will delete your requests which I have already been doing

☆ Creds to @cafekitsune for dividers :)

☆ And credits to Pinterest for the inspiration board at the top :)

Masterlist | Pinned post

Here I was sat on a plane next to my now ex boyfriend and roommate. I have been dreading this plane journey but I’m so excited for the holiday I was to soon be on.

I pulled up Spotify on my phone,that he had conveniently bought me before we parted, and began listening to music as I prayed for this flight to be over.

I closed my eyes after I had stared out of the window for what felt like an eternity and reminded myself that it was only a 4 hour flight.

I got jostled awake as the flight attendant stood in the aisle, “Do you want a drink or a snack? I’ll buy.” He said and I rolled my eyes, “I’ll buy my own stuff,thanks.” I replied sarcastically turning to look at the flight attendant who was patiently waiting for an answer.

“Can I have a can of coke and some peanuts please?” I asked and she looked away smiling pulling a cup,a can of coke and salted peanuts out of her trolly.

“That’s £6 please.” She told me as she continued smiling almost eerily at me “Uh yeah.” I said as I pulled my bag from beneath my legs searching for my purse.

As I looked up with my purse in hand,the flight attendant had left and I turned my head slowly towards Colby.

“What happened?” I asked with a strain of anger in my voice knowing that he had not just paid her. “I paid her and she went along,it’s not a big deal.” He told me with his smile, “God sake.” And then I knew this was going to be the longest holiday I had ever had and certainly not because I was happy.

I was once again jostled awake as he stood in the aisle looking down at me, “Come on sleepy,we’re here.” He said as he grabbed his bag from the overhead bin.

“Don’t call me that.” I said groggily as I wiped my eyes and and picked up my bag from the floor slinging it over my back as we walked off the plane.

“What’s your issue with me today?” He asked as if he was being genuine “Guess.” I said rhetorically.

Whenever I was with Colby he would be editing,it was like I had come to see my boyfriend and had gotten trapped in a mirror maze.

A room full of people but at the end of the day it was only me and the lifeless body hunched over his computer.

And then it all came crashing down,but the trip was non-refundable and I was not losing a good holiday over this,so here we are.

I walked out of the airport after having made it through security and grabbed my luggage and we hopped into the taxi waiting to be transported to our hotel.

The weather was perfect,sun rays hitting my face,the sounds of the waves crashing against the beach as we reached our hotel,everything was perfect.

We walked to reception,the reminder of the queen sized bed haunting me and we went into the lift and up to the room.

I collapsed on the bed and took a deep breath,I was finally on holiday. The realisation hit me and I got off the now scrunched up,untidy bed and walked over to my suitcase pulling out my makeup and a bikini.

I ignored Colby’s attempts of talking to me and walked straight into the bathroom to do my makeup.

I only did something simple,no foundation,knowing it would melt and would definitely come off if I went in the sea.

And I walked out of the bathroom,into the bedroom to pick out my bikini. I settled on a small purple bikini which showed off my curves in all the right ways and smiled to myself as I looked in the mirror.

I snapped a picture and uploaded it to instagram,captioning it ; ‘On holiday with someone I don’t know,this will be interesting 🤷‍♀️’ and posted it with a smile.

“You coming to the beach or what?” I said as I looked back at him, “No I’m in boxers for no reason.” He said sarcastically and I smiled sarcastically back at him.

I put on my sandals and walked out of the door with two towels in hand as Colby followed behind me.

We sat down on the first beach chairs we saw that were empty and I smiled as the sun rays hit my body,warming up my already hot body.

I lied there as I took in the light breeze against my face,the natural beauty of the scenery and the delicate sounds of the waves crashing against the shore.

I smiled to myself as I closed my eyes taking in the light smell of the sea,the sound of birds above us and the touch of my skin against the sandy beach chair.

I woke up about five minutes later realising I had fallen asleep again and decided to take off into the sea.

I took off the covering around my waist to reveal my thong bikini and walked into the calm sea.

I smiled as I floated around,taking in the view around me as the realisation hit me that I was finally on holiday.

I opened my relaxed eyes to see Colby walking into the water and floating over to me.

“Hey pretty.” He said and I scoffed looking at him dead in his eyes. “Really?” I said rolling my eyes with a sarcastic undertone.

Something I had noticed was how kind Colby was attempting to be now we were on holiday and I brushed it off as sarcasm.

We stayed until sundown,taking in the beautiful sunset that would never compare to LA’s busy scenery and with that we begun to walk back to our hotel room to get changed and go to the bar across the street.

The one thing we had both noticed upon our arrival was the obvious night life this city had. Bars upon every corner,clubs on every other corner and the copious amounts of taxi ranks that seemed to be empty,waiting till night to strike their attack of expensive drives upon their drunk victims.

As I reached the hotel room I opened up my suitcase once again picking out a skin tight dress and walked into the bathroom where my makeup bag sat.

This time however I decided to completely do my face how I would in LA,foundations,highlighter etc., I mean if I was going to meet someone new it may as well be here,where I wouldn’t have to see them again.

I walked out of the bathroom and looked into the full length mirror,smiling to myself as I noticed how stunning I looked.

I once again snapped a photo of myself,posting it to instagram,captioning it ; ‘🤩,night out for me!!’ And smiling to myself as I posted it.

I looked over at Colby who had gone for a more casual look, “You coming or what?” I said hurriedly.

“Waiting for you.” He mumbled as he followed me out of the hotel and to the bar across the road. I noted to myself the amount of drunk men and women stumbling down the street and to the filled taxi ranks.

As I made my way into the bar I took a seat on the empty barstool and the bartender came over to me almost immediately.

She was very pretty,without makeup and with the apron she was probably forced to wear,she smiled at me. “Can I get a gin and tonic please?” She smiled and walked away to go make my drink.

Colby sat next to me and I almost ignored his existence,whilst I would never say it aloud a part of me missed him,when he would stop editing and actually talk to me,but I knew that was rare and it pained me to know I missed him even if it was just the memories of his touch (and his cuddles and just everything about him).

I smiled as she handed me my drink before a guy behind me came up behind me,putting his arm around my shoulder, “I’ll pay for it beautiful.” And with that he handed the woman his credit card.

I smiled and turned around,drink in hand,to face him. “Thanks for the drink,handsome.” I smiled and suddenly I felt eyes piercing into the back of my skull.

“She’s mine,fuck off.” I heard Colby almost yell at him. I slammed my drink onto the bar and stormed out,leaving the drink behind and running off to the beach.

I stood in the sand as I heard footsteps running behind me,I ignored them in hopes of the sound soon disappearing,but it didn’t the sound came right up behind me and held its hands on my waist.

“Why do you just act like I’m not here with you?” He almost yelled at me and I stomped my foot like a toddler. “News flash! You aren’t!” I said laughing at him out of anger.

“Oh and whose fault is that?” He said staring into my eyes,piercing holes through my skull. “Yours!” I yell at him.

I knew we were causing a scene,the drunk people around us most likely didn’t have any idea of what was going on. The few couples who weren’t drunk stared in awe as if we were reality television.

“You broke up with me!” He yelled back but not nearly as loud as I had. “I left you because you treated me like I wasn’t there! A fucking roommate!” I yelled back at him,my eyes tearing up.

“You don’t think I love you?” He said softly,my teary eyes looked up at him and I replied, “No.” My voice strained but not from anger,instead from holding back the voice crack caused by the tears welling up in my eyes.

“I love you so much that I haven’t left any of my electronics alone for even a second because I was too scared you would call or message and I wouldn’t be there for you. I love you so much that I would pull up your Snapchat story,your instagram,anything you had posted on that day to make sure you were okay. I love you so much that even after you blocked me I continued to message and say ‘I love you’ every night because the thought of not saying that to you makes me sick. The only reason I’m even here is to keep you in my life for fuck sake Y/n.” He said and I stared up at him.

I quickly looked back down out of shame,not wanting to face the reality of his words. “Really?” I asked him as my tears waterfall down my face. “Yes!” He laughs back lovingly.

He cups his index finger under my cheek and makes me look up at him,taking me into a hug as I cried on his shoulder. “Im gonna stain your shirt.” I laughed half heartedly, “And it will be special because it was you.” He said back softly.

He pulled out of the hug,cupping my cheek as he pulled me into a kiss,I smiled into the kiss,the tear ducts drying up as I stopped crying.

As he pulled away he whispered to me “Y/n,be mine?” And I smiled,kissing his cheek, “Ofcourse.” I said gently.

[angelcakestarlet]

salvatore part 3.0

richie jerimovich x reader

warnings: age gap, cheating (eventually) (guys it's for the plot i swear), drugs mentioned, swearing.

guys this part is gonna be divided into two bc it didn't fit into one post :< they've been posted at the same time, u can find part 3.5 on my acc! thanks 4 all the love cuties <3

most people would call richie an asshole, it was just his nature y'know? how he walked around with that smirk you couldn't wipe off his face, fucking with cousin, trying to 'man the ship' and take control with his abrasive voice and attitude. after you got hired at the beef though, everyone wondered to what extent of an asshole richie really was. carmy and tina were on his ass the most, gifting him a quick smack on the shoulder or upside the head whenever they caught him staring at you, eyes trailing you out the door. they knew he could be an asshole, obviously, but they wondered if he was really the type of guy to take one look at your gleaming eyes and full cheeks and not be able to help himself. everyone in the kitchen called you 'baby', there was no avoiding how obviously young you were. richie knew, of course he knew, the way you looked up at him through your long lashes. the bags under your eyes nowhere near as dark and deep as his or carmy's. you were achingly sweet, and it killed him. when you smiled at him, bidding him his daily 'good morning, richie!' he felt his teeth rot in his mouth. like he wanted to store you away in his pocket and never let anyone ruin that sparkle you held behind your eyes. yet at the same time, if it was up to him, he could be the one to do it. a reminder he felt every time he played with the ring on his left hand. god, he could ruin your life if you let him. it's not like actively wanted to, but whenever he caught a glimpse of the sun hitting your soft skin he felt something intangible. so when you came up behind the alley and sat next to him on your first day, and he saw the way your glossed lips wrapped around his cigarette he knew he couldn't help himself, he wouldn't. he saw it that day, a part of you is sick enough to want this too. from that point on, you play along. his sweet names for you, soft touches, like he wanted to guide you, teach you. 

"tell baby she can't be ringing in the orders all at once, cousin!" carmy yelled over at richie through the expo. "well maybe if you picked up the pace, did the damn system the way it's meant to be done you'd get it done, cousin." richie yells back rolling his eyes, he was being stubborn about all of carmen's new 'rules'. "just tell her, asshole!". richie threw his hands up, exiting the kitchen to find you ringing in orders on the new tablet that only you can seem to figure out. he comes up beside you, gently pulling your hand off the screen. you turn, recognizing richie's strong cigarette and minty aroma. "cousin's being a little bitch so i'm just gonna need you to slow down on ringing in orders. alright, sweetheart?" he nods his head towards you. "oh shit, i'm sorry richie i forgot you guys were short staffed today! if you want i can help back there-" richie chuckles at you stumbling over your words. "no no, don't worry about it, doll. you keep your pretty little self up here-" he grabs your shoulders facing you back towards your tables, "and let me worry about what's going on back there". you let out a small laugh and agree, feeling his big hands gripping your shoulders. "keep raking in those tips, baby!" he yells back as he makes his way back into the kitchen. "yo, you told her, cousin?" carmy questions as richie walks back into the hectic kitchen. "yeah fuck off, she's doing great out there. that face brings in the big bucks man" sydney throws her head back at his words, "richie you can't be saying that! i think even the way you look at her is an HR violation." "syd, fuck off, i am HR" he responds with a cocky tone making sydney roll her eyes.

it was a few days after the day of the game, and the little show richie put on to protect you from some drunk asshole. he had laughed to himself the entire way home, imagining your 'boyfriend' picking you up that night. and every night after work as a matter of fact. how you'd go home to him and lay in bed thinking about richie. his hands, the scruff on his face, the shadow his figure casted over you when he stood behind you, the way his gaze imprinted on you, and the way his voice changed when directed towards you. richie could always clock the want in your eyes, almost like you would surrender yourself to whatever would fall from his mouth. finding out about your boyfriend just confirmed his suspicions; you were just the type of girl who's looking for someone to take good care of her. 

it was the following friday night after a particularly stressful shift at the beef (when wasn't it) and tina had rounded everyone up, convincing everyone to head to the bar. "ugh, but tina i'm all sweaty" you frowned, always wanting to head out looking your best. "baby throw on a dress and some lipstick and i promise you'll look just fine, mija." she came up to you, reaching up to flatten your fly aways with her small hands. "plus who you trying to look good for anyways, richie?" she laughed but then quickly noticed your red face and paused. "what?" you asked slowly with a nervous tinge. "don't tell me you got the hots for richie, girl." she looked at you, eyebrows as crinkled as ever. after your lack of response she let out a long sig, "ay no, niña. i love that boy, i really do but he is bad news. plus baby he's too old for you, my god, and you're too pretty. no no no you stay away from him." she ranted on before you could even get a word in. "no, tina! i don't, I promise!" you exclaimed, she stared unconvinced, "plus i've got a boyfriend". "hmmm, okay, i'm watching you girl. go get ready." her tone still sounded unconvinced, just a bit more at ease knowing you're at least 'taken'. you quickly composed yourself in the dim fluorescent's of the beef's bathroom as everyone made their way to the bar. slapping on some lipstick, your hoops, and trying to manage as much of your hair as you could. "wepa!! look at you, come on let's go before everyone gets drunk by the time we get there" tina pulls you off into her car. 

pt 3.5 up now!!

[idontknowreallywhy]

Estera Ch 6 - Safe

(Prologue, Ch 1, Ch 2, Ch 3, Ch 4, Ch 5)

(Sofasurf’s Recrudescence which is the foundation for all of this)

Scott’s fled for the skies. Estera needs to find someone’s inhaler. But what happens next?

Well. Some details follow.

My usual blend of fluff and “Yikes”…

Confession - this got a teeny bit dark in the last section. If you want to stop reading at the end of the fluffy bit (you’ll know it when you see it) then there is zero judgment from me. I even make myself go “Yikes” with that one…

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The authorities had called her a cab home, the hired coach having been sent away when all the parents arrived in person to collect their children. Although she had protested at the expense - surely there was a bus route somewhere nearby - she hadn’t had the energy to argue.

Thus she sat alone in the back seat trying to collect her thoughts. They resisted collection in a way that made cat herding look like a relaxing past time. So she fidgeted, putting on her cardigan then removing it again, retying her hair, rearranging the contents of her rucksack. Which she’d already done ten minutes before. She tried to force herself to calm down and turned to look out the window, her forehead meeting the glass with a surprisingly loud clunk.

“There’s a universal charging cable under the seat, Miss, and free WiFi if you’d like to use it.”

Of course there was. Couldn’t escape it these days. She didn’t want to appear rude so she smiled, thanked him and dutifully plugged in her battered mobile.

It flickered to life and within seconds several messages popped up… from her sister, a couple of friends, her elderly neighbour, even her hairdresser - clearly today’s events had hit the news. She drafted a quick reassurance, copied it to everyone and put the device down. She felt weirdly detached. It seemed strange that everyone was freaking out about her having been stuck in a cave when that had paled into utter insignificance compared to the shock she had experienced afterwards.

How could it be possible? He couldn’t have escaped, could he? If it hadn’t been for his reaction she’d have persuaded herself she was imagining things. But his reaction had been… compelling.

She picked up the phone again and opened a browser

‘International Rescue Scott’

An overwhelming plethora of photographs and articles and, wow ok, actual fan pages sprang up.

Most of the photos were distant, or amateur and blurry but his unmistakeable blue eyes shone out at her from the official ones - profile shots for International Rescue, some charity positions and… she gulped… he was the multi-billionaire CEO of one of the biggest companies on the planet. Even she knew of Tracy Industries - they were one of the good ones. A school in one of the more difficult neighbourhoods nearby had just had a complete IT infrastructure upgrade thanks to a grant from them.

His official TI profile confirmed his Air Force background, with honourable discharge after active duty. It didn’t say where that was but she knew.

Oh, she knew.

She skimmed some of the more gushing articles. All fairly light on objective facts but weighty on opinion and that opinion was pretty much universal - he was a hero, beloved by millions, a undoubted force for good in an often cruel and selfish world.

And she’d left him to die.

She closed the browser, no longer able to bear the accusation in his eyes.

“Are you alright, Miss?”

The taxi driver was watching her in the rear view mirror.

“I’m fine. Thank you.“

She let out a breath as his eyes returned to the road ahead. But he wasn’t done:

“Long day was it?”

“Something like that.”

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For the second time in as many months Virgil vowed to chase Brains up on the speed upgrade to Two. It was absolutely pointless trying to catch up to his brother who could be halfway to anywhere by now. Thankfully, he had John and Five.

“Virgil! He’s heading back your way.”

“What?”

“One just did a U-Turn. She’s heading straight for you.”

“What do you mean “straight”?”

“A collision course. Virgil, I think you should get ready to take evasive action.”

Even at a moderate speed the two birds making any kind of head on contact…even a wing clip, meant mutually assured destruction. Was Two nimble enough to avoid that?

Scott would never risk Virgil being hurt.

But… he remembered the cold, unfamiliar look on the former fighter-pilot’s face as he’d spun to face him not ten minutes before. Was his brother in a state to know who was flying the ship chasing him down?

Virgil bit back a scream.

“Can’t EOS…?”

“No. She can’t. He’s blocked her access.”

Virgil looked down at the Atlantic far below him. Could he drop his ship safely on the surface of the water? He cut his speed.

“I’m tracking her path, I’ll tell you when to move.”

This couldn’t be happening. He tried the comm again, fighting to keep his voice calm and unthreatening:

“Scotty? Can you hear me bro? It’s me, Virgil. Please pick up? Please?”

“25 seconds, Virgil. Start reducing altitude.”

White knuckled, he tipped Two’s nose downwards and went to accelerate.

“Wait!”

“What? What???!”

“It’s ok. It’s ok, he’s adjusted course to pass on your port side. I’m… I misunderstood what… I’m sorry to have worried you.” John sounded almost light headed.

With her familiar crack-boom One shot past in a blur. Virgil flinched as her vapour trail crystallised on her sister’s windscreen for a few moments. He levelled Two off and pulled up the graphical readout of One’s tracker. Scott appeared to have done one of his signature handbrake turns and was heading back towards him at a more sedate pace… the rocket’s trajectory heading safely to the left of Two. Gleaming silver came into view alongside and Scott matched the green ship’s pace, the way he often did on journeys home from the more difficult rescues. Those times when Virgil knew his big brother needed company more than the adrenaline rush of g force and extreme speed.

The comm remained muted, but they were together. And that, until they got home at least, was all that mattered.

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The lift was broken again and Estera truly empathised with it as she dragged herself to the 5th floor. Her limbs were jelly and once she was on the right side of her front door she considered just lying down in the hall and having done with it. At which point 60 kilos of floof and enthusiasm canonballed into her and she realised with a quiet groan that she had to take him out before he destroyed everything in her apartment. Glancing down at her dusty sleeves as they contrasted with Bez’s snowy fur, she resolved to shower and change first else people would think she’d just escaped from a disaster zone.

Not so different from the state she was in when she first got here come to think of it. The darkness of the following few days in Processing crowded in on her and she didn’t have the energy to push it away. It was all too close to the surface today.

Bez licked the salt off her cheek.

With what felt like superhuman effort she dragged herself upright. At least here she had her own shower. And clean towels. Squeezing past the wall of hair she made it to the kitchen, draped her coat and bag over the back of a chair and spotted the note on the table:

Walked Niebieski. Soup in fridge. Glad you are safe.

Edith & George

She blinked back more tears. The elderly couple next door were an absolute godsend.

Ok. Shower. Soup. Stupid movie to prevent too much thought. Could maybe make some popcorn. That was a plan.

She did like a plan.

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The pool slid closed overhead and Scott allowed himself a few moments to sit back and breathe before regrouping and running through the comfortingly routine process of post-flight checks. His shoulder twinged sharply and that itchy trickling sensation reminded him that steristrips were no match for the physicality of flying a supersonic jet.

His vision lurched as her voice came back to him and he desperately focussed on grounding himself. He could hear the creaking of cooling engines, feel the harness over his shoulders, the seat beneath and around him. Wait, something else was off too. Something was pressing uncomfortably into his hip… he leaned to the side to extract the item from his baldric. A tiny Thunderbird 2 looked up from his palm, accusingly. His hand shook and the toy dropped, hitting the deck far below with a distant ping.

He stared down into the abyss.

Virgil was right. It wasn’t safe. HE wasn’t safe. If he couldn’t trust his mind to stay on track then he couldn’t be trusted. How could he keep his brothers safe from the world when he couldn’t even keep them safe from himself?

He tightened his fingers around the levers, every inch of the ship’s controls so familiar it was like an extension of his own limbs. Closer to him than his flight suit in a way. One was a part of him. IR was a part of him. Maybe the majority part. Certainly the best part.

If he couldn’t do this… then…

No. He shouldn’t think like that. He just needed more time. He flicked the switch to extend the chair and took a purposeful step down on to the gantry.

He had an apology to deliver.

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Virgil looked down at his twitching, sleeping brother and fought back the urge to bear hug him and never let go. There had been plenty of those earlier. Scott begging for forgiveness he didn’t need. Virgil and John trying to reassure him, their words seeming so powerless and both desperately hoping that holding him tight could somehow piece their hero back together.

He hadn’t expected the honesty. That was new.

Scott had looked Virgil in the eye and told him he was right. He wasn’t ready, he wasn’t safe, he wasn’t ok. Virgil had shaken his head, denying the words he’d said over and over this last week. He didn’t want to be right. It was too painful. It wasn’t fair.

But Scott had been adamant - he was grounding himself for another fortnight. He needed time to process. Something had triggered him, he acknowledged that much, but he wasn’t ready to talk about it yet. He’d lowered his eyes and quietly asked if they wouldn’t mind staying with him because he didn’t want to be alone.

As if he could stop them.

And so the six of them crowded into the lounge in a nest of blankets, fluffy cushions and rogue bits of popcorn. Scott had sagged against Virgil’s shoulder and passed out not half an hour into the film. John curled on big brother’s other side, if he was asleep it was likely with one eye open. Allie and Gordon were a tangle of limbs on the floor while Kayo dozed with her head atop the pile.

They’d get through this together as they always had. As Virgil watched, Scott sighed in his sleep and his face relaxed. He was here and he was safe. Hopefully tonight the nightmares would leave him in peace.

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Estera braced her feet and shoulders against the splintering wood and bit through her lip as she tried to remain silent despite the terror of the world tilting and sliding. The rumble of aircraft engines filled her head to the point where she wondered if she could even remember any other sound. But she knew where she was. This was to be expected. It would end soon. It had to.

The unsecured packing crate slammed into something again, her head rebounding painfully off the inside and she was consumed by nausea. The tiniest sob escaped and she froze. With a click the lid was opened and blinding light flooded into her streaming eyes as she tried to focus on the figure leaning towards her. It was him! Was she saved? Was she safe?

No.

Dread filled every cell of her body. Vivid blue eyes looked down at her but they were unseeing. A dark line ran from the corner of his mouth and then red, sickly gleaming red was everywhere. His blood was everywhere and it was her fault. His body fell heavily on top of her and the lid was slammed shut and she screamed for help until her throat burned.

Nobody came.

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Chapter 7…

[loserscanwritetoo]

Starman

Chapter 4

“Wait, so you’re telling me Ghostboy was just sitting there, speaking to a candle?” Luke laughed loudly. Will couldn't see what was so funny.

“Not in a creepy way, I mean, he’s new here, and he does speak with an accent. Maybe he lost someone back home?”

“Not to be a buzzkill, but speculating isn’t gonna make it make more sense,” Leo sighed. “Will, you guys are kind of friends, talk to him if you’re so concerned.” Will was about to reply when he was distracted by the distinct sound of the car he had come to recognize as Nico’s, or maybe his mom’s. 

He looked up to see Hazel and Nico jump out of the car, laughing to themselves. Will found himself wishing he would laugh like that with him, and found himself longing for a friendship with the older boy. He watched Nico fish out another cigarette, and hated himself for finding it attractive when he lit it.

“All your smoking will kill you one day” Hazel told her brother, but he just rolled his eyes at her. Will had at least 50 arguments that would surely get him to quit if he really wanted, but this was not the time, nor place, for that. 

“Yo, Ghostboy!” He heard Luke yell. Will dramatically facepalmed.

"Ghostboy! I’m talking to you!” Nico looked around confused, but Luke was clearly speaking to him, “Talking to candles? Hanging out in graveyards? Coming to school pale as a ghost and smelling of ancient furniture? I’m starting to suspect you actually are a ghost!” Nico’s eyes flashed with anger, and Will felt his own heart rate starting to speed up. Luke clearly wanted a reaction, and Nico didn’t get that.

“That’s what you get off on? Teasing random guys in the yard, hoping maybe it will compensate for your tiny dick?” Nico replied with a grin.

“My dick is not small, thank you very much.” Luke boasted, louder than necessary. 

 “Are you hitting on me? Man, I’m sorry, but assholes really aren’t my type.” The raven haired boy quickly replied. Luke’s reaction was instant. He threw himself at Nico, who quickly stepped away, leading Luke to eat dirt. 

“I get that you feel like you have something to prove Luke, but I am really not in the mood for it. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. Leave me alone.” Nico walked off and Hazel just stood and watched in astonishment for a moment before laughing and following her brother. Will himself had to suppress a giggle. No one ever stood up to Luke, and honestly this was about time. 

Luke got up and wiped himself off, before muttering a quiet ‘faggot’ under his breath. Any joy Will had felt drained out of him at the comment. He reached out a hand to Will, but he didn’t take it. Instead he walked right into the school, ignoring his friends. He had always suspected that Luke had some homophobic traits, and had therefore never technically come out to him, but hearing him openly say a slur? That was different. He needed to think. Or maybe not to think. The music room it was.

He had been getting lost in the music for what felt like seconds, when his phone vibrated. It was a text from Leo.

Leo

dude

what the hell

luke needed us

Will

Did you not hear him?

Leo

we already know he sucks at roasting people

what's the problem

Will

He called Nico a faggot

Leo

no

legit no

luke can be a bit of an ass but hes not like homophobic

Will

Isn't he though?

Leo

Idk

what do u want me 2 do

Will

I don't think i can spend any more time with him

Leo

oh

well

okay

let me think

Will wasn’t the type of guy to skip class, but he didn’t feel like he had a choice today. He wouldn’t be able to face his friends, and what if he ran into Nico, and he hated him now? Will wasn’t sure what to do, so he just left the music room and exited the school. His brother Lee had called a few times, probably wanted to chat about whatever girl he was obsessed with this week, and usually Will wouldn't mind, but today? He was just not feeling up to it.

Will strolled the streets for hours, just walking and thinking, thinking and walking. He wasn't even listening to music. His mind wandered from the interaction in the park (should he have said anything? Done something differently?) to the topic of his own sexuality.

He had known he was bi since he even knew liking boys too was an option. He’d dated girls, and it was fun, but between relationships? Guys were just as interesting as girls. 

He’d never actually dated a guy. He had kissed a guy once, a huge mistake when he was 13 and confused, and that guy had just been right there. He hadn’t liked it, had pushed Will away and never spoken to him again. Will was lucky that the guy had never told anyone, he had been able to cowardly stay in the closet at school.

At home was a different deal. Back when his dad was still alive Will had told his parents, and luckily both were supportive. His dad went on a long dialogue about how he was queer too, but never labeled. Apparently he’d been with both guys and girls in the past, and based on Naomi’s reaction, this was something she’d known about, and honestly didn’t care about. He loved her, that was all that mattered. 

On Will’s 14th birthday his parents had gifted him a pride flag. He never hung it up, but he kept it stored away in the wooden box under his bed, along with other reminders of his father. 

They had always heard stories about families who lost fathers or brothers in the military, but no one was prepared for it to be him. He was kind, and caring. He never minded Naomi’s bipolar disorder, and he had always done what he could to help. Will knew that his mom never thought she deserved him, but Will disagreed. They were perfect for each other, bringing out each other's best sides. He took care of her through depressions and manias. She made his face light up in a way that almost burned. Will had often been compared to the sun, but he was just the moon, reflecting his fathers sunlight. 

That’s probably what had hurt the most when he had passed. Have you ever read about what would happen if the sun stopped shining? Everything would go cold, ecosystems would collapse, Human civilization would struggle to survive, and eventually earth would be inhabitable. That's what it felt like when he died.

The family had lost everything. Naomi had fallen into the deepest depths of depression, and Will had to become the adult in the house, taking care of all of his siblings, as well as his mother. 

Eventually he realized how exhausted he was. He had been walking aimlessly for hours, and he really needed to sit down and have something to eat and drink. The bell above the door rang as he walked into the nearest store. Somewhere from behind the register he heard a muffled ‘coming!’, and Will froze as he recognized the voice.

Nico di Angelo came to the register carrying a mountain of chips, which he dropped on the nearest empty-ish surface. He looked up to see a frozen Will, and his customer service smile didn’t falter.

“Hello, what can I do for you?” Will just stared, before gathering himself and managing to get out an answer.

“I- ehm, I’m sorry about Luke,” Nico raised an eyebrow and replied with an ‘okay’. “I should’ve said something”

“Yeah, you should’ve, but I don’t blame you. The dude looks like he could beat us both to a pulp without breaking a sweat.” Nico shyly smiled, and Will smiled right back at him.

“Speak for yourself, I’m super strong.” He playfully flexed his muscles and cringed at himself. Since when could he not flirt?

The boys broke out into a laughing fit, and their conversation continued for almost an hour before Will headed off, but not before giving Nico his number. When he got home he immediately checked his phone, finding a couple of texts from Leo, which he chose to ignore, and a text from an unknown number, obviously from Nico.

Nico

Ghostboy here!

It was nice seeing you

You aren’t as much of an ass as I assumed

Will

Yeah, yeah whatever

You’re cool too

Nico

I’ve been meaning to ask

You said you know everyone

Will

Yes!

It’s one of my hidden talents

Nico

What's Percy’s deal

Like, do you know if he’s single?

I was going to ask Hazel but it felt weird

Will’s heart sank. This was just his luck. He finds an amazing guy, who turns out to be queer, but he’s interested in someone else. Fuck. He was just going to have to repress his feelings as much as he could, and forget all about his silly little crush on the new italian guy.

[hearts4golbach]

Light Shower. (Sal Fisher x Fem!Reader.)

part 11

-

"you're the shower of light I devour any day of the week,"

-

I was dying. nobody told me how hard recovery would be. I stared at the ceiling, clenching my fists so hard I could feel the blood begin to form under my finger nails. the temptation wasn't there. I had nothing. all I wanted to do was sleep, but my mind wouldn't allow me to do that. I wanted to breathe. sleep. it felt like I was being held under water, but how can you be breathing without the water filling your lungs and drowning? I choked back tears and picked up my phone.

'sal? r u up?' I stared at my phone, praying he was. *ding.*

'yea r u ok ml?'

I took a deep breath.

'no'

'can we sneak out nd go somewhere?'

'yea sure my dad just left 4 work'

'nightshift'

'yeah I assumed it w as night shift otherwise y would ur dad be working rn.'

'yea yea meet me at the elevator ;)'

I slipped on a hoodie and slides. I snuck out the front door, not like anyone could hear me over my dad's snoring. sal was leaning against the wall facing away from me.

"Hi Sally." I smiled whenever he hugged me.

"Hey, what's going on?"

I wiped my hand on my leg, I didn't want to tell him about how badly I wanted to relapse. "I'm just having a rough night. did you have a nightmare?"

he nodded. the elevator descended to the first floor. "oh shit, I didn't know it was raining." I muttered.

"it's just a few drops. we should be fine." he replied, wiping a few droplets off of his prosthetic cheek.

he was far from right. the rain began pouring down. it slapped against the pavement, turning it a muddy, darker shade of grey. thunder danced around the ski like ballerinas. I smiled to myself, what a silly reference.

"we need to get out of the rain." I mentioned, thunder crashing after I said so. "scary." I smirked.

I pulled my shirt up to cover my head as we ran for the tunnel near school. sal slipped frequently, almost falling. as we ran through the rain, I felt more alive than I had in months. the way my feet slapped against the soaked concrete made me giggle.

"fuck this!" I cackled as I slipped off my shoes. I ran faster barefoot. small rocks jabbed my feet, making me wince but I didn't care.

"y/n, oh my god!" sal was hysterical.

"what?! come on, it's better this way! you're too tense!"

whenever we finally made it to the tunnel, sal and I collapsed. we were breathing heavily as we watched the occasional car drive by.

"Hey, we sound just like when we were having se-"

"y/n!" sal cut me off.

"just saying!" I teased. I jumped up and walked to the middle of the street. I laid in the middle in a starfish position.

"y/n, there are cars, you know!" sals words echoed through the tunnel.

"so?"

"they can't see you." sal moved to stand in front of me.

"so you wanna get hit by a car?" I raised my eyebrow.

"I'd rather get hit by a car than see you get hit."

"sal you're fucking wack." I replied as he sat down next to me. I watched the rain slowly drip out of his bright blue hair. I'm sure he was uncomfortable under his prosthetic.

"y/n! car!" sal yelled. I jumped up and looked behind me to see an empty street.

"you're such a dick!" I giggled pushing his arm.

"you know you love me." I could hear the smirk in his voice. "I was just testing your reflexes!"

"right." I stood up fully and looked down at him. I placed a kiss on his prosthetic lips.

-

"grandma, this is my best friend sal. I told you about him!"

"hello, dear sal. I'm so glad you can stay with us this week! I'm sure you and Y/n will have a great time."

and we did.

-

day 1-

dear diary,

today me and sal played in the backyard. I got stung by a stupid bee! sal was there for me, though. grandma fell asleep early. we made our own dinner. me and sal make the best peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. I'm worried about grandma, but I don't want to worry sal. he's asleep, anyway. I think grandma's on sleeping pills again. I remember what happened last time. mommy's going to get angry again. I don't want another fight. especially in front of sal. it's a secret between me and you, okay diary?

day 2-

dear diary,

Grandma said me and sal can't go outside today period she said it was dangerous period she said there's bad people outside period me and sal didn't question. We watched her close all the blinds and sit on the couch holding a  kitchen knife. Me and sal locked ourselves in the guest bedroom. We hid under the blankets and made up stories to tell each other. Grandma called us out and told us dinner was ready. I didn't eat.

day 3-

Mommy is coming to get us today. Grandma took us outside. She said she wanted to beat the demons out of her rug. I think she's been taking too many pills. When mom came, grandma and her fought. Mom knocked grandma to the ground trying to get the pills from her. Me and sal hid downstairs. We held each other til we knew it was over. I told him I was so sorry.

[toastythetoasterrr]

Today's victim is.. everyone's favorite traumatized hero,

Kino Estere!

In front of the general public, he puts on this brave, carefree front, pretending he isn't paranoid as hell and on the verge of tears at any given moment

but yeah, he is UNWELL. long-lasting family curse that makes the person with the curse bleed more, unable to recover from wounds properly (basically all of em scar) and die young??? bucko lives with a sense of doom hanging over his head he'd feel weird without at this point

he had an ordinary childhood up until his 6th birthday, when his parents were like, "HEY, kino, we have a surprise 4 u," and then they told him he was never gonna hit thirty and died

his older sister, now his only surviving family member, chucked him at an orphanage and said to put him in the family home once he was old enough

like a year later this girl accidentally threw a ball at kinos window and was like "sorry also u look like you haven't seen the sun in months wanna hang out with me and my friend" and he didn't say ok she just thought he nodded and dragged him outside to her friend who was a fish

and Friendship :)

until kino decided to take up sword fighting and oh no monster

Shizu Da Fish is died.... Kino is trauma again... Tetra didn't see it because she was told to go get help

Time skip to when Kino's starting to Hero

Fnaf.. Kino... Fnaf Kino... Omg

Anyways, another skip.. he's famous now bc he does a really good job at saving and helping people yahoo

It's Shizu again she lived and she's wackus bonkus now and trying to kill kino so he's like "girl I was 13 what did you expect me to do?? suddenly have the skill and experiences of a 30 year old hero who's been fighting since they were 2??" and now she's really died because Self Defense.

Oh no he got seen... he tried to be like "pls don't tell it was self defense she was ranting about wanting me dead very graphically and then lunged at me with a knife" but Mr Worldwide Won't Believe A Word This Guy Says doesn't believe him and then falls down the stairs to kinos family tomb crypt basement thing and dies so kinos like "FUCK I DID THAT AAAGH" and hides the bodies and only tells tetra the shizu part of the story

Kino is really good at faking things.

and he goes to the store one day and finds this fellow who's being accused of theft and when the shopkeeper reveals there is ZERO evidence the fellow did it kino calls him an idiot, grabs the fellow, and skips away

He gets talking about his hero days and suddenly he has an apprentice

Insert Training Montage

Kino remembers he only has food for one guy so he goes to get his apprentice Gabriel a sword and food that isn't fancy cereal, a loaf of bread, fish shaped candy, sandwich toppings, and a box of assorted berries when..

ASSASSINATION ATTEMPT?!?!?!?!!!!

Kino gets 2 arrows to the shoulder and knee each, an arrow to his mid-arm, a nasty knife wound to his left eye, blinding it?!?@?@?@ and also to his right arm and also gets one of his earrings ripped out.

Ouch!

he skedaddles and falls into a cave real hard also probably breaking a rib or two (he doesn't know, he just knows it hurts to breathe deeply)

he deals with his wounds using Ripped Up Shirt and then cries for a bit

and then he decides to use the old broken mask and magic hoodie he found in the cave to resort to crime

and he eventually has a mental breakdown because isolation (he isn't talking to people. only steal.) and also being haunted by his past in a damp cave

He's really flippin scared in there someone give him. a very gentle hug because he is also in physical pain

And erm... That's all for now

[cherienymphe]

hey girlie, i'm in a situation so i would like to hear your opinion on this, it's also kind if chaotic so beware😭

so 2 days ago the town festivities started n i went with my brother and 2 of his friends, one is a girl and the other is a guy (he's 40, she's 32, I'm 24).

so i noticed the guy paid a lot of attention to the other girl and they were talking a lot and wasn't really paying attention to me. i started talking to another guy that was really nice and closer to my age and we were hitting it off and then my brothers friend got annoyed and told us he wanted to go somewhere else and it was really fast so i couldn't get the guy i was talking ig or anything.

fast forward we left to another place and then the guy started talking to me too, i thought he was super handsome and i was the one who had the idea to invite him. so i started flirting and he flirted back and then we made out. but the other girl got super annoyed and wanted to leave and said she didn't want to be in this situation(which the situation was 2 of her "friends" making out, like i don't think it was that serious or bad? and she met him like 2 hours ago)

she ended up leaving and i told her i didn't want her to go alone and that i would go with her but she didn't want to and i was rlly drunk and having fun tbh (the walk to her house was like 5 min)

the guy and i kept making out for hours and it was fun but the friend that left kept calling like every 10 minutes to tell me that i should go back she told my whole family that i had made out w him and lied and said that my family was mad at me but when i got back they weren't and they were actually glad that i was having fun cause i never really do stuff like this.

she told me that the guy had been flirting w her and that he only got w me cause she did not want him. she also said that the guy had a gf which i didn't know at all so i asked him and he said he was in an open relationship, but I'm not sure cus u know guys lie abt that a lot lol. he said he liked me but didn't want to talk to me out of respect to my brother which i found kind of weird cause we ended up making out in the end, he also said he respected me cause he has known me since i was little and that he didn't flirt with the girl he was just making small talk but im not really sure if i should believe that.

and then the next day the girl told me that she didn't want to make out with him and that she didn't like him at all and that she was cool with it, but then she also told me that she was looking for a roommate and that she was going to ask him?lol😭

i left town cause i don't live there and i was only visiting for the parties and the guy texted me and said he liked me and that he wanted to see me again, he said he was going out today too and he wished i was there and i told him that i wished i would've known that i'd meet him n would have stayed longer and he left me on seen and it's been like 8 hours lol.

tbh i don't really care if he has a gf as long as he's being real about being in an open relationship because i don't think our personalities match enough to be in a relationship, like i just wanna fucc n have fun lol cause he is handsome as hell, like the hottest guy i've ever been with. but i wouldn't like if he ended up hooking up w that girl cause i know she's saying she didn't like him but I'm getting the vibe she did, they live in the same town and i live in another one 4 hours away, so they could be hooking up rn at this moment as far as i know lol.

what do you think? should i just ignore this guy n find another or just wait and see if anything happens?

To answer your question I think you should drop him.

To be more specific on my thoughts, I do think he was into you the whole time because he clearly was bothered by you bonding with another guy buuuuut he should've made that clear. Him lowkey excluding you in the beginning tells me he either was trying to make you jealous or was just being a bit of a dick who maybe was trying to play both fields. Either way, both are red flags to me. As well as him saying he wants to respect your brother but also proceeding to do said thing that he feels is disrespectful to your brother. He seems all over the place and like a headache.

I personally take people as face value so if he says he's in an open relationship I wouldn't doubt that but with that being said, him and girl 2 seem messy and complicated I'm sorry. Her being in your business like that and telling your family your personal matters (because for why and why would they care) is weird af. I don't understand how that's any of her business and then she's talking about becoming roommates with him? Both of them are too old for these antics and speaking of old...

Girl he's 16 years older than you and knew you since you were little? So he was definitely an adult when you were a literal child and around him??? Seriously???? That's not concerning to you at all???

He's 40 and weird and a huge walking red flag like all of this just gave me a headache

[gontagokuhara]

Also I was thinking about that one ask someone made in like 2019 when you said nagito had a shitlist that makoto and byakuya were on bc they're gay people he doesn't respect and I was like WHYYY im literally so used to nagito being up makoto's arse in both canon/fanon it was surprising!!! Also peep the nagito with hooves reference to Mr brunner in that post

Like since I went through the old asks earlier today idk if you were serious about it but nagito with hooves is quite literally just Mr tumnus and I kept laughing at the imagery while I was at work Ngl I was procrastinating on the 4 quizzes and 1 test I have tomorrow by reading some of the old pointy objects asks 💀

okay last thing I just wanna say I can't remember who named gonta but to me it was so unhinged and random so it was probably nagito wasn't it LMFAO also the idea of baby baby gonta literally makes me want to cry please keep doing him right in this fic PLEASE😭 okay that's it BYEE

Okay I just wanna say idk what rantaro looks like when his power is activated but I cannot imagine anything other than a That's So Raven mid-sentence freeze where he looks like the "Monday left me broken" cat. Just like "yeah so anyway I was—👁👁...." and shuichi has just,,,, never questioned it LMFAOO

hiiiiii <3 when i saw this last night i ALSO went deep in the pointy objects tag to find the asks ur referencing but also a littol trip down memory lane ahead of getting started writing. we all know the drill by now all of my ramblings are below the cut <3

first of all (because u sent this one first) ur very right about shuuichi being a little bit of a bozo wrt: noticing rantarou's having a Precog Moment. he's (rantarou) has grown pretty used to getting hit with brief flashes of the future, so he's pretty good at maintaining a poker face when he's struck by one. we see it the sliiiightest bit way back in ch1 while rantarou is driving, and in the middle of speaking he is hit with a vision — it's not something he elaborates on but he does see more or less what ends up happening once the monsters rush the car. naturally makoto and byakuya are good at sussing out when he's having one — and as a very heavy aside, it was a vision of him and shuuichi as best buddies his first day of school that had him pursuing the friendship so ardently, and ultimately got them where they are now. brothers <3

and yes back to those asks!!! they are up to like.....jesus christ late-2019 was over 4 years ago at this point so THEREfore so are the asks. that said, in reading over them all again i don't think there's anything i said way back when that doesn't hold at least slightly true currently (with one exception, being the mystery poly relationship ending, and that's more to do with issues i foresee in incorporating it into the fic itself in a way that makes sense). the ones about nagito though? DEFINITELY still bang all this time later

which leads me into: your questions! there is definitely a level of respect nagito allows towards makoto (byakuya....not So much LOL) but when you know a guy for thousands and thousands and thousands of years.....and he marries the obnoxious rich guy in what is so *obviously* a downgrade for a big five god like himself (not unlike how nagito at least somewhat views hajime as having somewhat "settled" for nagito; i could go on and on about the inner machinations of po!nagito i love that stupid fuck for how comparatively little he's on-screen)...............nagito is a little disappointed. even all this time later. he is not byakuya's biggest fan LMFAO

tbh so much of my early answers on nagito (aside from how he was actually Present the first few chapters, so it made sense) stem directly from the fact he (+ shuuichi) are the direct inspiration for pointy objects as a whole. specifically this video, which i credit ch1 as being the catalyst for pointy objects becoming.......well almost 200k and counting. shuuichi as percy's counterpart and nagito as dionysus the unpaid, eternally cursed camp counselor (with hajime as mr brunner, thankfully hoofless) was the starting point for pointy objects FOR sure, and it's just expanded quite a lot past that over all this time. that video jumpstarted the idea in my sister (who handed it over to me pretty much from the get-go), and the pjo musical is what i loosely structured the lore/plot around, but i think the observations i've heard from readers that pointy objects does well at expanding well past the boundaries of the source material hold true! if you do happen to take a peek at the linked video, though: pretty much the whole of ch2 was very heavily inspired by the song which i think is obvious on reread. that sprite edit started it all fr thank you youtube user evie

and yes: it was nagito who found and subsequently named gonta! 8 years and counting of gonta being camp's designated favorite by literally everybody (nagito) (hajime) (most of the campers) (the mioda triplets) (me, connorlizabeth bazwrites). as is probably obvious [gestures at my entire tumblr] i am gontas #1 ride or die, he's my pride and joy, and i will definitely continue having fun with po!gonta TRUST <3 in the spirit of not saying too much ill leave it at.........gonta enjoyers. we are going to eat good.

[daisychainsandbowties]

What are your favorite old memes?

alright then fuck me

disclaimer: i have no concept of time. also a loose grasp of what a meme is. i'll do a detailed top 5 & then some honourable mentions

charlie the unicorn. asked my mum today if she remembers me being 10 & liking that yt video and she said "shut the fuck up casper". so u get the vibe. cursed, brilliant.

2. mr happy face. also a youtube video. i won't link it because you shouldn't watch it please god. but also, there's a story behind why i like it. i joined boy scouts when i was 11 & there was a girl i had a crush on (yes girl butch babies in boy scouts)

& she LOVED knives (i have a type) but her parents wouldn't let her have a penknife so i decided i would, in true mating-ritual style, give her one of my knives. it was stainless steel and had this fat curved blade and she adored it and for one fleeting moment i had all the girl game on the planet. but she also decided to name it (as you do) & it was called Mr Happy Face.

3. any and all star wars memes tbh, but especially any involving my boy the gender euphoria himself obi-wan kenobi.

the GEnErAL KEnObi meme. this is imo the funniest version of it

also this one

4. any lord of the rings meme BUT have to genuflect to the king the one the only

it's 16 yrs old GOD i was 9. spamming the melty face emoji

my man sean bean. he can hit but like, he'd die before he got to 2nd base. sad.

5.

i still play skyrim & every time i hear this i want to eat my controller so this is clearly the beef stock cube of memes

honourable mentions

the itachi thing where it was like sasuke going 'hey, itachi' fucking 20 times and itachi going WHAT!!!!!??? & then sasuke goes '.... hi.'

the world ending in 2012 (you laugh but a boy in my class cried)

the fucking!!! millennium thing. where they were like 😱 computer code will BREAK (idk) my dad made like 300 euros just sitting in the office at midnight on NYE 1999. it was called the Y2K scare here look . to me it is a meme bc my dad breaks down laughing every time he forgets he already told me about it.

grossly misspelling benaflick cumbersome's name

centipedes in my vagina. salute queen.

none pizza with left beef

blue waffle (purely for the hysteria it caused in my friend group. can u guess i did not hang out with the most reasonable the less-prone-to-drama girlies?) DO NOT LOOK IT UP. i never have and i am so happy.

dividing by zero. my friend once fully slapped my calculator out of my hand bc she thought we would both die

gaia online is a meme to me. fuck that place fr. had my first online girlfriend on there though. and my first death threat. let's call it a historical monument then

again. not a meme. but does anyone else remember freewebs? where you could just make ur own website? & host ur own little forums. i THRIVED. made like 15 websites for my favourite video games that these days would be called wikis.

look shoot me if you want but potter puppet pals was fucking hilarious.

people's bios on ff.net. you really had to put every single quote you like from anything ever up on ur home page.? why.

the jelly donut meme from pokemon.

ask ketchum being 10 for 25 years

the math lady meme. she is so real for that.

[bobathirstaccount]

AU - Business Trip Pt 4

You meet the new sales exec at a company offsite…

Boba x fem!reader, lite smut

***

“Oh, hi,” he said casually. You smiled, getting hot but trying your best to Be Normal. Everything is fine, you told yourself, feeling as if you were on fire. You were so flustered.

He smiled at you and turned back to the conversation he was having with a new salesperson. It seemed to be about a potential lead. You were about to walk off, but Boba asked, “What do you think?”

“Huh?” You had’t heard the initial question. Trying to play it off, you commented, “Oh, I don’t know anything about sales. Just ask me about spreadsheets.”

They both laughed congenially. You grinned and joined the conversation. You felt like Boba was inching towards you, but couldn’t totally tell.

“Well, let’s head to breakfast, the buffet is finally open.”

You laughed, “It was only five minutes late.”

”Yeah, but I’m starving,” Boba winked at you and took off for the line. His new employee followed behind, trying to get a few more minutes of his time. You trailed behind casually, not wanting to seem overeager. But you wanted to talk to Boba so badly. Especially about what had happened last night. You had woken alone to a text from him.

-good morning ☀️i had some work to do so i left. can’t wait 2 c u later today

You were insanely giddy, and had text your friend instantly.

-bitch wake up. i have news. we need to TALK in PRIVATE

-wtf happend. Omg SO HUNGOVER. Im dying, i think. Girl help.

You had ended up going to her room to help her get ready. She was in a bad way, casually puking into a trash can as you two girl talked.

“So anyway, then he actually came to my room.”

”What?? Let me get this straight: you sent him a naked photo and he showed up at your door? What happened?” She got too excited and started puking again. You waited until she had wiped her mouth, then continued.

“Well, I blurred it but yeah it was a spicy pic. Anyway, so he showed up.” You paused for dramatic effect. Your friend’s eyes widened in anticipation. “So I answered the door naked.”

“You did not!” She started puking again.

Smiling smugly, you confirmed, “I totally did. So he ended up coming in, and, uh… staying for awhile.”

She was still puking, but managed, “You guys totally fucked.”

You nodded smugly.

“Girl you fuckin’ hoe! I love you.” She stopped puking. “Okay, I need a shower and to brush my teeth like ten times. Can you put together a respectable outfit in the meantime?”

You agreed and started to rummage through her luggage as she sluggishly got to her feet. You had called to her before heading down to try to find Boba, “You can do it! I left everything on the bed for you. See you down there.”

”Hey, there you are, babe.” You turned to see your friend in the outfit you’d put together.

“Nice taste in clothing,” You joked.

She grinned, “Thanks, that means a lot.” Leaning in closer, she whispered, “I think I’m gonna drop dead before we hit the buffet.”

You returned quietly, “We’re two people away from it.”

”Yeah, two too many. I regret everything I ever did in my life to get to this point. I dunno how I’m going to live through the break out sessions we’re gonna have today.”

You laughed, “Get a ton of coffee and some greasy food in you. You took some Ibuprofen, right?” You grabbed a plate. You were at the front of the line. Handing it to your sick friend, you casually grabbed a second one for yourself. Grabbing some food, you commented, “See, here we are, getting food and you’re alive. So dramatic,” You teased.

”Ugh, bitch.” She said lowly, throwing food on her plate. You laughed good naturedly and went to the next station.

***

Lunch. Finally. You tried to find both your friend and Boba. Instead you found the rest of your team. “Oh, let’s eat together,” one of them politely suggested.

“I. Uh, have prior plans,” you started.

He laughed, “Well, Ms. Popular, sorry to stand in the way of your socializing.” He winked, “Just kidding, I’ll see you at that break out session later. I think I saw your name on the roster.”

“Sounds great,” you smiled; he was a nice guy. Then you took off to look for Boba. …and your friend.

You found Boba engaged in a one-on-one conversation with Miss BP. You respectfully hung back and searched the crowd for your buddy. They were probably talking about the break out session. Or some kind of work thing. Probably. You glanced over. She was laughing and putting her hand lightly on his forearm. You turned away. Omigosh, you thought. Hoe. Then you remembered you had fucked him last night and gently laughed to yourself.

“There you are. Please help me write my obituary during lunch. I’m dying. I think I smell like vodka. I need another shower. And, some mouth wash.”

You wrapped an arm around her and turned towards lunch. “Let’s get you some food, then hopefully we’ll have time to go to your room to recuperate for a bit.”

You walked past Boba and Miss Beaty Pageant. They didn’t seem to notice you. You decided not to take it personally; this was a work event after all. “What a whore, chatting him up like that,” Your friend muttered to you when you got to the buffet line. You giggled, “What am I then?”

”A respectable woman who sends tasteful, blurred nudes. But still gets the man.” She laughed too loudly. Someone turned around to see what was So Funny. She shushed herself and apologized. Then she continued, “Anyway, GOD I hope we have enough time to go to my room.” The line moved a bit. “This bitch of a line better move. My goodness. Or I’ll die in front of everyone,” she threatened mildly.

Laughing to each other, you chatted until you found an empty table. Setting your food down, you were immediately joined by some other people who had no idea where to sit. You politely engaged them in conversation, not wanting them to feel unwelcome. Lunch passed. Your friend excused the both of you to her room. “We’ve got some work we gotta get to before the next break-out,” she lied. You nodded, “Mhm. Well, very nice to meet all of you. See you around!” You both beelined for the elevator.

***

”Hi, there, looks like we’re both in this session,” Boba pulled his chair up to yours. You grinned, “Wow. What a coincidence.”

”We haven’t talked in forever,” he commented, looking around.

”Did you get your work done in the morning?”

”Yeah. I got an email at 3AM I had to do some research for and respond to right away. Probably will amount to nothing, but we’ll see.” He shrugged.

“Well, I got some really good sleep,” you smiled.


“Hm, that’s good to hear. I need a nap or something, I uh, didn’t get much sleep myself…”

Before you could respond with some subtle mention of last night, you heard a familiar voice, “Well, hey there! Funny seeing you here, stranger,” Miss BP addressed Boba.

“Oh! What a weird coincidence,” he said warmly. He introduced the two of you. You both sized each other up as you exchanged hellos. Boba either didn’t notice or decided not to comment. He continued, “Cross functional meeting we’re having here. Cool.”

You smiled, smitten with him. She seemed to be having the same reaction. What a Bitch, you grimly thought. The session started and the three of you sat back.

***

-what you up to?

You were in your friend’s bed watching TV while she took a third shower.

-i’m 📺

-cool. Can i come watch w you?

Your heart leapt.

-i’m in my friend’s room. Lemme see if we can have a party

-okay.

You ran to the bathroom. Opening the unlocked bathroom door, you shouted in, “Bitch! I need to ask you something RIGHT NOW.”

***

The knock on the door came sooner than the two of you thought. Your friend was still in a towel. “Fuck my life!” She exclaimed as the two of you struggled to throw together an outfit for her. She pulled on some pants and fought with a button down shirt. You helped her, calling out, “I’m coming!”

”Just like you did last night, you nasty skank,” she laughed. You giggled as you ran to the door. Opening it, you launched into your explanation, “Sorry, wardrobe malfunction.”

You were presented with Boba, who was offering you two bottles: one of vodka and one of cranberry juice. “It’s what I could find on short notice,” he commented as you stood to the side to let him in.

Your friend called out, “Oh, you’re here to kill me!” Upon seeing the booze. He laughed, “Cranberry only for you, miss. You sorta uh, smell like vodka.”

“I knew it.” She sighed, sitting on the bed. You hurriedly grabbed three glasses as your friend channel surfed. Boba sat on the little sofa and poured generous drinks for the two of you. For your friend, he poured a tall glass of cranberry only. You passed the cranberry to her. Clinking glasses with Boba, you sipped your libation politely as you sat down on the sofa next to him. It was very small. Perfect.

She stopped on a porno channel that was blocked by the hotel. “Don’t even make a joke!” You called out, nearly spilling your beverage. Your friend and Boba laughed in unison. “You know me so well,” she continued channel surfing.

Boba turned to you, “Uh, how do I get in contact with HR?” You laughed, “I think you’d report me over her…”

He grinned, “I’m only gonna report unwelcome advances…”

“Omigosh you hoes,” she commented, sipping her cranberry.

Boba laughed, then inched towards you on the sofa so that your legs touched gently. “She knows, huh.”

”Girl talk, my dude,” she explained for you.

He grinned. “Welllll I guess I’m alright then, cause you invited me over.”

”Technically, you invited yourself,” you countered teasingly.

“I guess that’s true. But you accepted my offerings and let me in though,” he rebutted.

You giggled with your friend, “We did. You’re ‘alright’ then I guess.”

“That’s good to hear,” he sipped his drink.

You felt a ripple of tension in the air, just for a moment. You looked over at him. He was eyeing you intensely. Feeling hot and bothered, you sipped your drink to try to calm down. But the alcohol went to your brain and you said, “In fact, I rate you higher than ‘alright.’”

Your friend giggled darkly, “I gotta uh, pee.” She jumped up and ran into the bathroom. Boba was still looking at you. He set his drink down and leaned over. Grabbing your knee, he quickly slid his hand up your thigh. Kissing you, he pushed you back into the sofa pillow.

“I’d fuck you right here if she wasn’t in the bathroom,” he purred into your ear. You started to mumble about a quickie, but his phone rang. “Shit, that’s work… do I have to answer it?” He ground his thick cock into your pussy. Remembering how it felt last night, you wrapped your legs around him. He started to rut into you, groaning your name softly. His phone stopped ringing. Relieved, you whispered, “Fuck me, I need to feel your cock in me.” Grunting, his hand went for his pants. His phone rang again. “Shit.” He paused, uncertain.

It continued ringing. “Shit.” He sat up. Sighing, he composed himself, then answered, “Hi, what’s up?”

You laid there, ready to be ravished and trying to not overhear the conversation.

“Oh, nothing… just hanging out with some of our colleagues, you know.” He paused while the caller apparently spoke.

“Oh, I dunno, we’re in someone’s room. I don’t think I can invite people.” You sat up, worried. Boba continued to evade, “Well what time is it? We only have 20 minutes until closing session today anyway. How about I see you there?” You composed yourself and took a sip of your drink.

“Okay, bye. Okay. Can’t wait. Bye.” He hung up.


“Hm. We should check on your friend… she’s been in there for a minute.”

”She’s probably puking,” you laughed.

He smiled, “Poor thing. She’s really hanging in there, though. Tough.”

You smiled back. He rubbed your knee. “See you both at dinner? I, uh… wanna go to the bar with you ladies afterwards, again. If you want.”

“Totally,” you got hot and shy. He laughed, “Well don’t volunteer her just yet, she’s still reeling from last night.”

His phone rang again. It was a different ringtone. “That’s the CEO ring tone, I really gotta take this one,” he stood, grabbing the remote to mute the TV. You got up and went to the bathroom while he answered with a chipper greeting.

You knocked on the door. Your friend opened it up. “Omigosh, what happened,” she whispered. You pushed yourself inside and closed the door. “He’s on the phone with our CEO now. Before someone else called him, he’s gonna sit with them during the closing session. But then he wants to have dinner and drinks with us,” you ended, pleased.

“Oh shit, I don’t think I can handle drinks again,” she muttered.

”Okay, we’ll just give you juice like this time,” you returned, “Please come.”

”Alright, but I’m not 3. No juice; I’ll take a soda or something adult. Just… nonalcoholic.”

You nodded, but before you could speak there was a knock at the door. You opened it a crack, “What’s the password?”

“Girl power?”

You all laughed before he apologized, “I gotta run, I gotta meet with the CEO for a couple minutes before closing session. See you for dinner?”

“You betcha,” Your friend blurted out.

“Cool. Okay see you then.” He was out the door in a flash, in a hurry.

“Okay. So, did you or did you not make out?”

You turned to her, “Well.”

She laughed triumphantly, “I knew it… he was all of a sudden really hot for you. It was totally noticeable.”

You got hot again. “Really?”

“Yup. Anyway, let’s head down. I want to grab a seat in the back row so we can be first to grab a nice table. I want one by the fountain; it’ll be So Romantic you know?”

”Especially with you there,” you laughed.

“Shut up, B—, I’m getting you laid again.”

“Love you,” you smiled. “Let’s head out.”

***

Boba ended up having a dinner meeting with the CEO and COO. He had text his apologies.

-still drinks later though? 🥺

You smiled before showing it to your friend. You discussed what to say before you typed back.

-totally. come and find our twosome and make it a threesome

“Was that too much?” You looked at her.

She smiled mischievously over her plate. “Too late now. Look, you sent him a nude photo already. It’s more than fine.”

-i like your math. C u later 🥂

You both smiled at his response. “He’s so cute,” she commented before going off to grab you both desserts. It was donuts and you both loved glazed more than anything.

***

You were on your second drink. Your friend coached you, “Okay. See Miss BP over there? You gotta text him and tell him where we are. That way he comes right over here, rather than looking around and potentially seeing her. She’ll totally rope him into sitting at that table.”

You nodded. “Okay, what do I say?” You slurred.

-we’re in the back of the bar, next to the neon sign. We got you a drink. It’s a surprise.

“Now seal the deal, send him another nude.” She ordered a fancy drink with a straw and pineapple slice for him.

Slightly tipsy, you took her utterly seriously. You scrolled your camera roll for a full minute before selecting one of you in lingerie. You only had taken them because you had been pleasantly surprised by the online purchase. The bra and panties set fit like they were tailored for you.

You edited it to give it a nice, subtle vignette. You sent it.

“Did you really send one?” She sounded astonished. “Damn, you are really surprising me here.”

You shrugged and stared at your phone, waiting for a response.

The surprise drink came. You took a photo of it and sent it to him as well. You added another invitation.

-cum 4 me

You sipped your drink while your friend demanded to see what you’d just sent him.


“I saw you hit send, now show me what filth you’ve sent.”

Suddenly your phone buzzed.


“Ah, is it him, shit, omigosh okay stay calm,” she babbled.

“Sip your juice,” you commented as you checked the message.

-stop it ur making me hard af 🥵

Smiling smugly, you finished your drink. Your friend ordered you a water. Gratefully, you drank it while you both reread the conversation. “You whore,” she commented lovingly, “I’m so fuckin’ proud of you.”

A new message arrived.

-i had to excuse myself 2 bathroom… u r so bad i love it

-im cumming… lol. C u very soon. 🏃‍♂️

“Omigosh.” Your friend started talking up a storm, speaking in low, excited tones. You listened as you hydrated yourself. You wanted to be ready for one more drink before Boba arrived.

You both casually turned towards the bar entrance when you had softly exclaimed, “Oh!” Upon seeing him enter. He looked straight at you. Your friend waved. He made his way over hurriedly. You eyed Miss BP out of the corner of your eye. She was trying to get his attention. He either didn’t notice or was feigning ignorance. You grinned to yourself and ordered a third drink.

Boba laughed when presented with his drink. “Alright, this looks good. I’ll try it.” He pulled up a barstool and sat between the two of you.

“Everything okay? Those meetings seemed pretty serious.”

Boba sipped his drink. “Yeah, just a new client that was unexpected. So we had to discuss positioning. And now I’m giving a 30 minute Powerpoint tomorrow at 1PM.”

”Oooh, fuck. Brutal,” Your friend commented.

“I know. I’m… not very excited about it, but it’s really my first chance to show what I can do so I gotta be good. Only this one lovely drink, then I’m heading up to prepare for this damn thing.”

You both commiserated with him for a few minutes before he changed the topic. You debated pros and cons of remote work. Eventually his drink was gone. He excused himself, “Goodnight, ladies. I have a couple hours of work ahead of me tonight. I need it ready by 10AM for everyone to review. Wish me luck!”

You swooned after him as your friend wished him luck. With that he was off. You sat back and ordered another water. While you waited, your friend tugged on your arm. “Miss BP! She’s gone! Did she leave with him??”

Your eyes grew wide. No.

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change - good morning

after she sent the texts to the groupchat, she shoved her phone-like device into her jacket pocket. she heard it buzz she chose to ignore it for the sake of not falling off her staff.

she kept heading towards the owl house, the path was one she could take in her sleep. since she moved in with hunter, shes been coming here basically 3-4 times per week.

the weight of her situation started hitting her mid-way. she left hunter’s room. she met the emperor. she talked to the emperor. the emperor touched her shoulder. she got out alive. she is now heading to the owl house, without a single clue about what to do. she has not thought this through.

where will she go now? where will she live? okay, exploring all day and not being stuck in hunter’s room is amazing, but where will she sleep or shower? how will she get food?

she sighed and decided to toss these thoughts to the side for about ten minutes before it got brought up in conversation again by the girls.

she landed a few steps away from the owl house. meri quickly turned back into her usual squirrel form. virag scowled at her.

“you could’ve gotten us killed. why don’t you use your head?? did you not hear the belos right in front of us? you know how he is about palismen.” virag spat at meringue, to which in response meri just chirped. virag sighed and pet her, knowing she wouldn’t be able to stay mad at her.

she shoved meringue into her pocket and walked up to the front door of the owl house. she coughed in order to wake the… house guard? house? door? up. the said creature yelped and then immediately yawned in response before properly opening his eyes.

“virag? this early?” he said surprised.

“hello hooty! yes, off schedule, typical me. how are you?” virag then listened to hooty’s monologue, not wanting to interrupt in order not to seem impolite. someone else, however, decided to stop him after 4,5 minutes.

“enough, bird. you’re basically yelling. it’s too early for this, go back to sleep.” she said from inside of the house, after not too loudly slamming her palm on the door. hooty sighed and opened to let virag in.

“oh? is that who he was talking to? thought he just finally lost it. hi, kid.” eda said. she seemed quite fresh out of bed, still in her robe, slippers, and with a mug of apple blood. her hair was maybe a bit messier than usual, though that is hard to decide.

“hi, eda!” virag said before stepping closer to her. “thank you.” she whispered to her, referring to the previous (unintended) rescue.

“just the usual.” eda shrugged in response with a smile. “how come you are here? is it the middle of the night?” she said before doing a triple check out the window to make sure the sun was shining.

“yeah, no, a little different today. i’ll tell you about it later. are the girls here?” virag looked around the room to find king sprawled out on the couch. “hey king!” virag said, and king just groaned in response and rolled over. looks like 11am is still too early for this house.

eda scratched her head. “err, i think they’re waiting outside. like, bit behind the house or maybe a lot behind it. or elsewhere. dunno. sorry kid-” she yawned. “too early.” virag just blinked. it was 11:28 am.

“okay, thanks eda. see you later, have a peaceful morning!” she said as she hurried out the door.

fun facts

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eda and co usually wake up at 6, then go back to sleep til 1:30. this change only happened in the past month, they used to have a good sleep schedule

when luz said “awww thats so sweet” amity took 3 minutes to reply bc she got flustered

luz hated all of those foods but wanted to be nice to amity

when she said “ams” amity died she was RED

virag also hates those foods and luz knows damn well

eating in the boiling isles is not for the weak

virag tried to only send 1 msg to hunter so his phone thing doesnt buzz too much

hunter is brewing….

he has no clue what is going on

the loop is like a small cave system it has one entrance and its like ?? u go around in it then ure back basically like a C it’s not too big

they like to picnic on top of it cuz it’s a flat surface w a nice view