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Don't Call Me Kid - Chapter 2

(Rafe Cameron x Reader series, 4.9k words)

series summary: You'd had a crush on Rafe Cameron since you were six years old, but he friend zoned you at every turn. Once shy and insecure, you found new confidence and self-love after high school. When your high school friends go on a reunion beach trip, Rafe finally sees what he lost, but he isn't going to give you up without a fight.

tropes: unrequited crush, glow up, she fell first/he fell harder

content: some angst, eventual fluff, slow burn, tomfoolery and shenanigans, drinking, fem!reader has occasional insecurity and body image issues

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After weeks of all-nighters and cramming for finals, sleeping in on your first morning at the beach house felt incredible. It was only 9:30 when you finally stirred in the comfy bed, but it felt late in the day.

Coming down the stairs in your pjs and slippers, you smiled at the sound of your sister’s voice, joking around with her old friends. Your goal this trip was for her to have a good time, and despite the emotional rollercoaster of seeing Rafe yesterday, at this moment, you were glad you decided to stay. You entered the room to see half the house was awake, though neither Rafe or Tom had made an appearance yet.

“Ladies and gentleman, it’s Kerri Walsh Jennings!” Topper deepened his voice like a sports announcer when you entered the kitchen. The few people who were up all turned to you, playfully bowing and applauding like you were a true Olympian. You grinned and rolled your eyes, surprised at how comfortable you felt with the unprecedented attention.

Topper was at the stove flipping pancakes for everyone’s breakfast, wearing an apron that said “kiss the cook.” As you approached the kitchen island to grab a stool next to your sister, he leaned over, holding the spatula like a microphone.

“So tell us, Kerri, now that you’ve won the gold what will you do next?”

“Well, Top,” you played along. “First, I’m going to get some coffee…then I’m going straight to Disneyland!”

Everyone in the kitchen laughed, making the tips of your ears turn red. No one ever laughed at your jokes in high school, not that you were confident enough to make many. Rafe would tell you sometimes that you were funny, so long as no one was around to hear him admit it.

“Well I can help you with the first part,” Topper said, grabbing a mug and the coffee pot.

“Wow, so domestic of you, Topper,” you teased as he poured your steaming coffee in front of you.

“He’s our house mother,” Carter said, smiling wide at Topper who did a jokey little curtsy motion. Clearly this was a running joke between them.

Topper handed you a plate of pancakes, which Kelce promptly reached over your shoulder to steal. 

“Since when are you such an athlete?” Kelce asked, his mouth already full with your breakfast.

You told them all about your team at school, surprised out of your mind that everyone was actually listening intently.

Rafe woke up groggy and sore, ducking his head as he walked through the basement and made his way up the rickety steps. As he reached for the handle of the door which opened into the kitchen, he smiled at the sound of your voice on the other side. His smile quickly faded when he heard Kelce interrupt you with, “Yeah and you kicked Rafe’s ass, too, made him your bitch.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.” 

Every head in the kitchen whipped towards the sound of Rafe’s voice as he emerged, except for yours. You shuffled slightly on your stool and sipped your coffee. Rafe didn’t miss the way you were ignoring him, his eyes grazing quickly over the smoothe skin of your shoulders before redirecting to anything he could find. 

“Cute apron, Top,” he landed on.

“Thanks man,” Topper said, ignoring his mocking tone. “Want some flapjacks?”

“Ew, who calls them flapjacks?” Carter burst out laughing. 

“Well now you don’t get any,” Topper scolded, pulling her plate away from her and handing it to Rafe.

“I don’t want ‘em if Carter’s put her mouth near them,” Rafe mocked. “We don’t know where she’s been.”

“Says the guy who licked the gym floor in seventh grade,” you said quietly.

The entire room came to a halt, everyone surprised at the sound of you joining in on the teasing. No one had actually heard you address Rafe yet. The awkwardness hung in the air, all eyes going wide as they waited to see if the notorious hothead was going to be able to take what he was dishing out. You just picked at your pancakes with your fork and hoped everyone would move on, but Rafe smirked at you, a playful twinkle in his eye.

“That was on a dare,” he defended himself.

When you finally looked up at him, your stomach twisted into a knot as you noticed how cute he looked in his white undershirt and grey sweats, messy bedhead and sleepy eyes. You immediately regretted acknowledging that you remembered something he did so long ago. Now, he was looking at you with something like excitement, smug that you were talking to him, like your big triumph the day before had never happened. 

“Oh, I didn’t remember that part.” It was a lie, you remembered everything he ever said or did.

Rafe’s face dropped at your impassive tone, his brief window of hope that all was forgiven slammed shut.

To your great relief, Tom chose that moment to enter the room, drawing the attention away from you and Rafe. He had apparently been out on a run, and his under armor shirt, wet with sweat, clinged to his form to reveal a sculpted chest below.

“How we doin’ everyone?” His cheery voice boomed. He slapped Topper on the back before giving Kelce a frat bro handshake across the counter. “What do we have here?” He whistled appreciatively at the spread Topper had put out.

As Topper rattled on about the many flavors and shapes of pancakes he could offer, Tom looked over at you with a cheeky smile and mouthed “good morning!” You smiled back with a little wave, butterflies erupting in your stomach at the way he was singling you out. 

After the volleyball game last night, you’d all gone to a seafood restaurant on the water. Tom had chosen the seat next to you, and made extremely pleasant dinner company. He asked you all about yourself, about school and what you were planning for the future. He was a great listener, and you were so glad to have someone to chat normally with without the baggage of your childhood hanging over your head. You hoped the week would hold many more cozy conversations with him.

Unbeknownst to you, Carter was watching as you smiled at him in the kitchen, and so was Rafe. They had very different looks on their face as they realized at the same moment that something was happening between you and Tom.

After Topper and Kelce reclaimed Tom’s attention, talking over each other about their plans to go fishing later, Carter squeezed your elbow and motioned with a nod for you to follow her out onto the patio. 

“Ummm, okay, what was that?” Carter asked with arched eyebrows once you were settled on the patio couch next to her.

“Oh my god I know. I shouldn’t have said anything, do you think everyone will think it’s weird I remember something he did in seventh grade?” You asked worriedly.

Carter scrunched her brows in confusion for a minute before waving you off with her hand. “Oh, no not Rafe, he’s old news. I’m talking about your little moment with Tom!”

“Oh, uh,” you cleared your throat, embarrassed that you were still lingering on Rafe when she clearly wasn’t. “I don’t know, he’s nice.”

“He’s fucking gorgeous is what he is,” she fanned herself theatrically.

“Are you into him?” Your stomach dropped at the thought that she might be interested. In your eyes, Carter always had first pick, and surely if Tom thought she was interested he’d choose her over you in a heartbeat.

“No,” she shook her head. “I’m having too much fun messing with Topper.”

You laughed hard at that, “yeah, I noticed. Are you two back on again?”

“Maybe,” she shrugged. “You think if I play my cards right I could get him to propose?”

“I think you could probably get him to do just about anything,” you chuckled.

“Okay, then it’s settled, I’ve got Topper and you,” she poked at your side and you swatted her hand away, “will make a move on Tom.”

“I don’t know about ‘make a move,” you took a long sip of your coffee, suddenly anxious.

Carter eyed you curiously, recognizing the insecurity she hoped you had left behind now that things were going so well. She didn’t understand how you still couldn’t see how amazing you are, but she was determined to prove it to you by the end of this trip.

Rafe did his best not to stare at you through the sliding door, but when he heard your melodic laugh float in through the screen, he couldn’t help the way his head snapped toward the sound, wishing desperately that it was him making you laugh like that. You used to laugh at all his jokes, and he’d taken it for granted. The sad thing was, he actually loved hanging out with you. You had a great sense of humor, and he always felt so comfortable when it was just you and him. He knows now he should’ve just called it what it was, been with you in public too. But he had so many eyes on him back then, and he was worried what people would think. Plus, he knew you’d stick by him even if he treated you like shit, and he took advantage of that. He kicked himself mentally, feeling like a Grade A chump while you sat there, looking beautiful in the ocean breeze, smiling through the window at some guy you’d met yesterday.

As he lost himself in his thoughts, Topper noticed him staring at you, a knowing smirk tugging at his lips.

“She looks good, huh?” He asked Rafe.

“What?” Rafe shook his head as if he could erase the thoughts that were plaguing him. “Who?”

“Oh, come on,” Topper nodded towards you and Carter on the deck.

“I dunno,” Rafe tried to play it off. “She looks the same I guess, a little different.”

“Bro,” Topper gave him an incredulous look. “She’s a fucking smokeshow. You’re into her, don’t even try and fool me.”

“If you're so into her, why don’t you go for her?” Rafe snapped at him.

Topper shook his head, “maybe because I’m not the one she was obsessed with for a decade.”

“She wasn’t obsessed with me,” Rafe protested. “We were friends.”

“Right,” Topper said sarcastically. “And I was a number one draft pick. Dude, she was in love with you, everyone knew it.”

Rafe leaned forward on the counter, propped on his elbows, looking down at his uneaten pancakes with a frown. His stomach twisted with guilt. Of course everyone knew, he knew it too. And he’d be lying if he said he didn’t use your adoration of him to his advantage from time to time. Okay, all the time. He couldn’t really blame you for still being mad at him, he was a dick. But he liked to think he’d grown some since then, not that you had any reason to give him a chance to prove it.

“I think she’s into your buddy, Dom, or whatever his name is,” Rafe grumbled.

“First of all,” Topper pointed the spatula at him, “you know his name is Tom. And second of all, I love the guy, but he’s got nothing on you. Give me one day, she’ll be back.”

“Don’t do anything weird, man,” Rafe warned, cringing at the thought of what kind of damage an unsupervised Topper could inflict.

“Don’t worry dude, I got it handled,” Topper assured him.

Rafe just chuckled and sipped his coffee, knowing this was a losing battle, “whatever you say, Top.”

The door slid open and you and Carter reentered the kitchen. Tom stood from his place at the little breakfast nook when you walked in, and you were relieved that he ended his conversation with Maddie and Sabrina so abruptly at the sight of you. He smiled down at you before heading into the kitchen to help Topper clean up. Rafe was noticeably not helping, sitting at the counter scrolling on his phone.

“No phones,” Carter said, swiping it from him. 

“Give it,” he held his large hand out to her, jaw ticking with annoyance.

“C’mon Rafe, don’t you want to live in the present?” She badgered.

He tried to grab it quickly, but she lifted it above her head, tossing it to Kelce on the other side of the counter, who tossed it to Topper, and the game of hot potato continued, much to Rafe’s chagrin.

“Y’all are children,” he scowled, sitting back on the stool in defeat.

“Who are you even texting? All your friends are here,” Carter jeered.

“I was looking up directions to the grocery store, seeing as there’s no fucking food in this house besides beer, and apparently pancake mix,” Rafe explained.

“No need,” Topper said. “Tom, Kelce and I are spending the day on the water and we’ll grab some stuff on the way back.”

Carter frowned at the thought of both of your boys being gone the whole day, leaving little to distract you from Rafe. This wouldn’t do.

“No, you can’t go out today, we're having a cookout!” She announced to the room.

“We are?” Kelce scratched his head.

“Yes, we are,” Carter nodded confidently, wrapping her arm around Topper’s waist, which you knew was all it would take to get him to agree. “And mom here is going to grill for us.”

“Oh am I?” Topper asked, eyebrows raised in amusement, not exactly protesting.

“Yes, so someone else will need to go get the food,” Carter continued. You knew her well enough to see that a whole plan was unfolding in her head. “Sissy, why don’t you go?”

“That’s…fine,” you agreed reluctantly, narrowing your eyes at her, trying to figure out her play. “I need someone to go with me though, we’ll need a lot of stuff.”

Carter and Topper smiled in sync, both thinking they’d just come up with the best idea anyone has ever had.

At the same moment that Carter blurted out, “Tom can go with you!” Topper loudly suggested, “Rafe can take you!”

Your lips forming a tight line, you gave them both an exasperated look. Their heads snapped toward each other, eyeing each other suspiciously. Rafe scratched the back of his neck, annoyed at Topper for butting in and hating himself for hoping you’d choose to go with him and not Tom.

Tom, meanwhile, was watching all four of you from the corner of the room, never more confused in his life.

“It’s cool,” he said hesitantly, the awkwardness palpable. “All three of us can go.”

“Fine, but I’m driving,” Rafe stood from his seat. “Can I have my phone back now please?”

He reached his hand to Kelce, who was the last to have it. Kelce panicked, wanting to keep the game going, and tossed it to you. You very nearly dropped it, letting it bounce between your hands but eventually securing it before it fell.

You just looked at it in your hands, then up to Rafe and Tom, searching for any way out of what was sure to be an uncomfortable outing without being rude. You came up with nothing.

“I guess I’ll go get dressed,” you handed Rafe his phone, making Kelce shake his head at you in disappointment.

The hum of the truck’s engine was the only sound in the car for a solid five minutes. You sat in the front seat, Tom having opened your door for you, while Rafe drove. You suddenly couldn’t remember what people do with their hands when they’re not driving. Where the hell do you put your hands? Tom’s voice cut through your internal panic.

“So, uh Rafe, Top says you went to Chapel Hill?” He inquired, sitting forward in the backseat so his head appeared between you and Rafe,

“Still do,” Rafe said curtly.

You looked at Rafe for the first time since pulling out of the beach house driveway. You wanted to ask him why he hadn’t graduated on time, always more invested in his academics than he was, but you were trying to pretend you didn’t care.

“Nice, man,” Tom tried to keep the conversation going. “I applied there, it’s hard to get in.”

“I guess I just hit the books a little harder than you then,” Rafe shrugged.

A scoff escaped you before you had the chance to stifle it. Rafe’s hands tightened on the steering wheel.

“What was that?” Rafe looked sideways at you for a moment.

“Nothing,” you crossed your arms over your chest.

“No, please share,” he prodded. You couldn’t believe he was copping an attitude with you.

“It’s just, I’m sure your last name had nothing to do with your acceptance,” you quipped.

Rafe’s jaw clenched and you smirked in satisfaction, pleased that you had gotten under his skin. Tom’s eyes flicked between the two of you, trying to decipher the vibe.

You were glad he didn’t try to attempt any further small talk. Once you got to the grocery store, you divided the shopping list three ways and split up to your designated aisles. You filled your cart as fast as you could, eager to get this shopping trip over with.

After checking everything off your list, you rounded the corner of the produce section toward the registers, your cart nearly crashing into Rafe’s. His entire shopping cart was filled with alcohol. You laughed at the sight. 

“What?” Rafe asked defensively.

“What are the rest of us gonna drink?” You smirked.

“Shut up,” he grinned. “It’s not all for me.”

“Okay but where is the stuff you were supposed to get?”

“It’s under there somewhere,” he mused.

“Sure,” you just shook your head with a smile and kept walking towards the register.

“Shit, wait,” Rafe rolled his cart to you and ran back down one of the aisles.

“No don’t worry about me, I got it,” you muttered to yourself bitterly.

You started pushing both carts but Rafe appeared quickly at your side again.

“Got it,” he breathed, adding one more thing to his cart.

It was a case of Redbull. You shifted on your feet uncomfortably, looking down into his cart. Redbull was his drink of choice in high school, you used to buy him one every day and bring it to him after practice, like a puppy fetching the morning paper. Rafe eyed you nervously, your soured expression leading him to believe you remembered just as well as he did. 

“Old habits die hard, huh?” You joked, trying to break the tense moment. 

“Yeah, can’t seem to kick that one,” he replied, relieved that you were the first to acknowledge it.

Tom caught up with you at check-out, his cart actually full of the things he was supposed to get. The three of you unloaded your goods to be rung up by a 16-year-old cashier who could not have been more annoyed that you had chosen his register.

Tom jumped in to help bag the groceries, chatting happily with the bag boy as he assisted. Rafe, however, stood there staring at his phone. 

After you finished emptying your cart, you watched Tom with a smile while he charmed the grocery store staff. Rafe looked up from his screen with a frown, stomach dropping when he saw that you were watching Tom with an affectionate smile.

“Is that everything?” The cashier asked hopefully.

You were about to say "yes" and also maybe "sorry" when Rafe cut you off.

“No wait, these too,” he reached toward the shelf and grabbed your favorite candy, looking at you expectantly as he handed it to the cashier.

“Your favorite,” he explained bashfully at the sight of your furrowed brows.

“Yeah, it is,” you agreed. “Just surprised you remember. Thanks.”

You looked at him for a moment longer than you should, your eyes lingering on each other’s as you shared another silent memory. You felt a twinge of nostalgia that you knew you shouldn’t.

While you and Rafe looked at each other, Tom pulled out his black card and entered it into the machine. Rafe noticed a moment too late and scrambled to pull his wallet from his pocket, fumbling for his credit card.

“Oh no, hey man, I was gonna get it,” Rafe finally pulled out the credit card he was looking for but Tom was already signing the screen with his finger.

“No worries dude,” Tom brushed him off politely. “You can get me back later this week.”

Rafe was the most competitive person you knew, and the richest, surely he wasn’t going to let another guy pay for everything and walk away. He opened his mouth like he was going to argue with Tom, but with a glance back at you he closed it again. Then he carried as many bags to the car as one person could possibly hold, mumbling something like "multiple trips are for pussies." 

Another fifteen minutes of painful silence might just make your head explode, you thought. The second you were back in the truck, the bed overflowing with groceries, you asked Rafe for the aux.

“What are you gonna play?” He sideyed you as he held it just out of reach. You leaned across the console to snatch it from his hands, and he felt pins and needles where your hand had brushed him. He wondered if you realized it was the first time you'd touched each other in four years.

The two of you had always fought over the aux, you’d eventually give in to his pouting and listened to his shitty house mixes and soundcloud rappers.

“Don’t worry about it,” you waved him off with a grin.

Four years ago, you would have been way too nervous to play what you truly wanted to listen to, afraid Rafe wouldn’t think it was cool enough. But now, you pressed play on your go-to playlist with gusto and beamed when your absolute favorite song started booming through his subwoofers. 

Rafe tried to keep his eyes on the road, but he couldn’t stop them from dancing back over to you as you sang along happily to your music. You rolled the window down, letting the humid Florida air raise your hair in a wave around you. You giggled and tried to tame it, eventually giving up and letting it whip around your face.

There was something so light about you. Something joyful and at peace. He placed both hands on the steering wheel, trying to ground himself, jealous of your carefree spirit. Whatever intangible thing you had managed to capture in your years apart, he wanted it. And it hit him like a lightning bolt, a bittersweet truth he had fought for so many years - he wanted you.

One song rolled into the next, and Rafe searched for something to say to keep up the almost-friendly banter you had begun in the store, but before he could come up with anything, Tom sat forward suddenly.

“Oh hey I love this song!” Tom informed you.

“Me too!” You turned to smile at him, and Rafe listened enviously as you and Tom chatted about the many favorite artists you have in common the rest of the way home.

The house was quiet when you returned, everyone either taking their daily hangover nap or down lounging by the beach. Rafe’s hands turned white from once again carrying as many plastic bags as he could. You tried not to laugh, and tried not to notice the way his biceps bulged under his tight t-shirt, but you failed at both.

“Are you laughing at me again?” He raised his eyebrows in amusement, placing the bags on the counter. “What is it this time?”

“Sorry, you’re just so helpful all of a sudden,” you pointed out with a smirk.

“Well bag boy over there wasn’t helping,” he nodded towards the patio, where Tom was taking a phone call.

“He said it’s a work call,” you defended him. “He just got a job in New York apparently, a Wall Street thing.

“Whatever,” Rafe mumbled. What he wanted to say was “since when are you two best friends?” but he had already been fairly gruff with you today and he was trying to refocus on his goal of getting you to like him again.

You and Rafe put the groceries away in silence for a while. You tried to find the right way to approach the question you were dying to ask, failing to convince yourself you didn't care about the answer.

“So,” you started nervously. “You didn’t graduate this year?”

Rafe’s shoulders tensed as he tried to make more room in the pantry.

“Nope,” he said shortly.

“Did you take some time off?”

He was torn between being glad that you were talking to him and mad that this was the topic you’d chosen to break the ice with.

“No, I-uh,” he cleared his throat. “I failed a couple classes my first year so I’m still a few credits behind.”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you said, leaning down to put the ribs for the cookout in the large freezer.

“It’s my own fault,” he shrugged. “I was an idiot back then.”

When you stood from the freezer to grab another rack of ribs, you were surprised to see Rafe standing close, his body looming as he looked down at you.

“I was an idiot before then, too,” he continued, voice low and uncertain.

Everything in your mind went fuzzy as the blood rushed to your face. This was the first time you could smell him, and it familiarity of his scent made you feel like you were being transported back in time. You fought the urge to inhale deeply, greedy for the rush of him filling your senses.

“Before then?” You blinked up at him.

Rafe struggled to find his next words. It took everything in you not to fill in the blanks for him, like you were back in high school slipping him the answers to a test he hadn’t studied for. But this time, you needed him to find the answers all on his own. You swallowed hard, leaving silence for the words he was searching for. 

Before he could find them, Topper and Carter came barreling into the kitchen, mid-argument as always. They stopped short when they saw the scene in front of them. Rafe stepped away from you so quickly you could feel a woosh of wind in his wake. It was eerily reminiscent of your teenage years, Rafe separating himself from you as soon as there was anyone around to see you together.

“Everything okay?” Carter asked tensely, noticing the way your shoulders had fallen.

“Fine,” Rafe said, tossing the rest of the plastic bags in the trash and heading down the stairs to his basement bedroom, closing the door firmly behind him.

“Damn, you two did good,” Topper said, admiring the cornucopia of food you’d brought back.

“You three,” Carter corrected. “Tom went too.”

She walked up next to you and lowered her voice, a sly smile on her face, “and how did it go with Tom?”

You didn’t match her playful mood, completely preoccupied thinking about the moment you and Rafe had just shared. Was he about to apologize to you? What would you have let him do if your sister and psuedo-brother-in-law had entered the room just a minute later?

“It was fine,” you said distractedly, closing the fridge and heading upstairs to your room.

Carter turned on her heel and looked at Topper with a frown, shocked to find him beaming back at her.

“What are you smiling for?” She snarled.

“Oh nothing, seems like my plan is working is all,” he grinned. “They were standing awfully close when we walked in.”

“Your plan?” She stepped closer to him, arms crossed. “What are you up to Thornton?”

“Just playing a little Cupid,” he smiled proudly.

“Okay well you can go ahead and put down the bow and arrow, because I’ve already got that covered,” she informed him.

“Really?” He asked in surprise. “I thought you hated Rafe.”

“Rafe? Ew, no, I’m talking about Tom, obviously,” she snapped.

“Your sister and Tom? Nahhh, do you not see how she and Rafe have been looking at each other? It’s so obvious,” he scoffed.

“You know what else is obvious? That Rafe’s still a dick and he doesn’t deserve her,” Carter argued.

“He’s actually grown up a lot,” Topper said, surprising Carter with the serious shift in his tone. “He’s been through some stuff, college hasn’t been easy for him. He could use a win.”

Carter considered this, but it wasn’t enough to satisfy the years of bitterness she held for Rafe.

“Well, he had his chance. He had millions of chances with her and he fumbled every one,” she said.

“I know he did, but under it all he’s a good person. And I think good people deserve second chances,” Topper explained.

“Not when they hurt my sister,” she concluded. “I won’t allow it.”

Topper's eyes creased with his smile as he looked down at her, loving her steely look and pursed lips as she put her hands on her hips. 

“You’re still so bossy,” he smiled, sliding closer to her until their chests were nearly touching. “I know we’re supposed to be fighting, but it’s kinda hot.”

He leaned forward to plant a little kiss on her lips, like he’d done a million times before. Carter leaned back, leaving his puckered lips hanging.

“Oh no,” she pushed him back, making him frown. “You don’t get to touch me until you join Team Tom.”

“Nuh-uh! Team Rafe for life baby,” he crossed his arms to match her stance, recovering quickly, more than used to being rejected by her.

She studied him suspiciously, wondering how quickly he’d crack if she actually withheld their inevitable beach trip hook-up. But he didn’t budge, he was as serious about this as she was.

“Fine,” she said. “The game is so on.”

(Chapter 3)

a/n: so tell me... are we Team Tom or Team Rafe?

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Finally Meeting pt. 2

pairing: Colby Brock x fem!reader

warning: anxiety mentions, fluff

A/N: since everyone is asking for a second part so here it is and i hope everyone likes it!!

Y/N’s POV

the next day

Colby posted on his social medias about me and how the death threats are getting out of hand and how they affected me in a week.

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colbybrock: you know I’m all about positivity, but this has gone too far. please stop giving my girlfriend these threats that are making her upset and she doesn’t deserve this, she told you guys to treat people with kindness and she’s not seeing that, she’s seeing the opposite. everyone in the trap house loves her and she loves them. once again, like she said, treat people with kindness ❤️

The death threats died down after that post and anytime I would post something like me ghost hunting with Colby or Corey and Elton the comments would be so positive it’ll make me feel better and happy. But eventually I took a break from social media so I can be with Colby, his friends, and my family if they want anything from me.

Sam, Colby, Kat, and I went to Disneyland and there were a lot of fans of Sam and Colby coming up to us and some of them would give me dirty looks, I would get some anxiety attacks but I would try to hide my feelings in front of the fans.

After the fans we went on rides but Colby noticed my anxiousness.

“Are you okay?” He whispers in my ear.

“A little.” I whisper.

“Don’t worry about them, we’re here for you Y/N, if something happens we’ll be there for you and we’ll leave if you want.” Colby says to me.

I nod, “Okay.”

Eventually I calmed down during the day and we had such a great time at Disneyland and when we were going back home I fell asleep in the car. When I woke up for the next morning, I was in Colby’s bed. I felt calmer than ever.

Colby and I stayed at the trap house while everyone else went out to do videos for a while. I get a phone call from my mom.

OUR PHONE CALL

“Hi sweetie!”

“Hi mom.” I said kinda upset.

“What’s wrong?”

“Um, I think people hate me.” I confess.

“Why would you think that Y/N/N?”

“Anytime I go out with Colby, his fans give me dirty looks and I get uncomfortable and I want to leave immediately.”

“Don’t let them get to you, you’re with your boyfriend and you should be happy and feel safe with him. I’ve never seen you this happy in a long time and I want you to be happy with yourself Y/N/N.”

I tear up, I know I should be happy about Colby but I just want to stay at the house all daylong because of his fans being rude to me.

I eventually hang up from the phone call and I walk around to find Colby editing a video so I came from behind and hug him, he grabs my arm softly.

“Who was on the phone with you?” He says looking up at me.

“My mom, she just wanted to know how I was doing here.” I look down at him.

“I overheard that you think people hate you.” He says still looking at me.

“Colb, anytime we go out together, I feel like everyone is judging me, I know that I should ignore them but they just get to me.” I confess.

“Y/N, you know that if you feel uncomfortable, you can tell me and we can leave the situation.” He says.

“I know.” I sniffle.

“Don’t cry Y/N/N, everyone that we know knows that we’re happy and no one will stop us from what we’re doing, I love you so much, don’t let anyone get to you.” Colby whispers into my ear.

I look at him in happiness, he makes me smile and he knows that I shouldn’t get that shit into my mind.

“You’re right about that, I just get scared and not think about people get to me.” I say still hugging him.

He kisses my cheek. I feel a little better, I love him so much.

2 WEEKS LATER

Colby films are video about our situation and he got me to be in the video. A lot of people noticed that my facial expressions were happy, anxious, and relaxed while I was sitting next to him.

I read some comments and they were pretty sweet to be honest.

solbyschild: let’s accept that colby is happy and accept that Y/N is happy :) 🥰

taylorswiftfannn13: i think that Y/N seems super sweet! i don’t know why people are hating her???

colbybfan: people are insane, just accept that colby is dating someone and move on!!

inlovewithcolby: i’ve seen her instagram and it’s really cool and she seems like a nice person, and people hate her???? WHY!!!

All I can do is smile and because there’s people out there that’ll support you no matter what you do depends on who it is.

A/N: part 3???

[germhammy]

“Back to school pt 2”

Not their waitress: oh hello there! I see you brought your family back?

Wednesday: -recognizing the waitress from her date w Xavier- hello. I did.

Gomez: we are looking forward to enjoying the food.

Not their waitress: I am sure you will. Oh! We got a call from that fellow’s father apologizing for his son. The manager said he just apologized. Nothing else since you took care of everything. Did you at least get reimbursed?

Wednesday: I did.

Enid: he’s mad! He thinks he should have been paid!

Not their waitress: well enjoy.

The waitress returned with a large tray that had their soups and salads

Waitress: Oh my gosh! Teresa? Is this the family of that girl that left her date her before Christmas?

Teresa: Yes, Sally it is

Sally: -chuckling as she placed the soups and salads down- I was serving nearby. Heard everything. I’ve seen guys like that before? But he was definitely one of the worst

Gomez: I do hope you, your co worker, manager or any of the staff look down on my daughter

Sally: not at all. Teresa told us all how your daughter handled things. And it was not just about her generosity. Enjoy your soup and salad. The other food will be out shortly

Gomez: Vincent Thorpe sent you the check to make up for his son’s actions?

Wednesday: paid me back. I paid for the food because Xavier’s card declined. I left Teresa a nice tip for her service and extra to allow me to exit discreetly and let him stew. I also left some for the manager for the wasted food

Morticia: my mother will be heading out to the Thorpe mansion I believe during your spring break. She expressed interest in having you and Enid along. She believes there may be some treasures left behind that the two of you might enjoy looking at or having

Enid: -squealing- oh how dreadful, in a Wednesday kind of way! -chuckling- might be fun trying to pry Xavier away from Wednesday though

Wednesday: that’s where my werewolf girlfriend comes in handy

Enid: I would suggest a trip to Disneyland but the crowds are horrendous during Spring Break

Wednesday: hopefully I will not have to sacrifice my Spring Break to be on set. Going through Granny’s treasures with Granny sounds exciting. Are you sure you do not want to come along mother?

Morticia: my mother knows my tastes. As do you, my precious daughter. I trust should you discover something that I would like you would procure it for me.

When their main food arrived everyone dug in and enjoyed. Wednesday enjoyed her fish and chips again. She got her chicken Caesar salad. Everyone enjoyed the clam chowder

Waitress: I brought the check. I hope everyone enjoyed?

Gomez: everything was wonderful!

Wednesday: I am sorry my last visit was so eventful

Enid: Xavier is the worst!

Morticia: Enid. Please.

Waitress: it was a bit tense watching that night unfold. Your dress was quite stunning. We were a bit on edge when your order of fish and chips and Sprite came through when you left for the restroom we were of course so certain you were going to leave him with the bill

Gomez: We have taught our daughter never to do such a thing

Enid: she did leave him to get his own Uber ride home. His first ride was interrupted and canceled due to the driver’s car breaking down. He had to stay in a hostel

Waitress: So that’s why I saw him in town the next morning. I figured he would high tail it out of here asap

Gomez gave the waitress his card to pay. As she walked away with it Morticia took out her wallet and took out cash for the tip

When the waitress returned, Gomez took his card signed the receipt and Morticia left the sizable cash tip. The family gathered their things and headed for the car for the last leg to Nevermore

[thewaltcrew]

Imagineer Rolly Crump (February 27, 1930 – March 12, 2023) in "Disneyland's 10th Anniversary" from the anthology series Walt Disney's Wonderful World of Color, aired January 3, 1965

Roland "Rolly" Crump started his career at Disney as an animator in his 20s. The man who ran the animation department at the time of Crump's hiring reportedly told him years later that "what you showed us was the worst portfolio of anyone ever hired in animation."

His first three years as at WED Enterprises provided little interaction with Walt.

Crump: All I did was absorb. I watched how everyone reacted to Walt, and the strengths and the weaknesses of the different guys. I studied Walt Disney and what it was like to work with him, but I wasn't participating until after three years. That's when I started talking. I learned that if you show something to Walt, it has to be something he hasn't seen before.

He called the period working with Walt "the happiest time of my life."

Crump: It was a great job. You were thrilled to do what you were doing. I was, anyway.

Rolly Crump's strange, bold, chaotic, and graphic style stands out strongly among his Imagineering peers. With his distinct touch, Crump was able to create some of the most visually memorable iconography for Disneyland, including the façade of It's a Small World (based on Mary Blair's styling) and the tiki god and goddess statues in the Enchanted Tiki Room.

Always a man who was protective of artist identity and integrity, he would often refer to rides by their primary visionary. The Haunted Mansion was Yale Gracey's ride, It's a Small World was Mary Blair's.

Crump: I was given the job of kind of supervising It's a Small World. I knew it was only going to work if everything looked like Mary Blair. As far as I was concerned, this is a Mary Blair ride.

And had the Museum of the Weird been built, it would've been Rolly Crump's.

It started out with Crump creating drawings and concepts for the Haunted Mansion. All the strange objects he describes in the "10th Anniversary" episode are all ideas and visuals he came up with. His peers told him his ideas would be "too weird" for Walt but after a presentation to the boss, Crump found Walt sitting in his office chair the next morning.

Crump: The first thing he said to me was, "You son of a bitch. All that stuff you showed me yesterday? I couldn't sleep."

Crump: The next day, what happened was Walt came in and said, "OK, we're going to do a Museum of the Weird, that's where we're going to use all that funny stuff you showed me yesterday." All he had to do was go home and spend some time with himself and he'd come up with everything. He was a delight to work with... You never felt like you worked for Walt. You felt like you worked with Walt because that's the way he made you feel. He encouraged your creativity. He was part of the magic. He was part of everything we did.

Unfortunately, the project died with Walt. After his unexpected passing, the project was dropped.

Crump: Management didn't like it. Walt passed, and he took the museum with him. No one else wanted to fool with it.

But the Museum of the Weird lives on. Marvel created a comic book based on the attraction called Seekers of the Weird. The fortune teller character Crump designed, Madame Zarkov, is referenced in Big Thunder Mountain Railroad and was written into the the elaborate Easter egg SEA (the Society of Explorers and Adventurers, a fictional secret society incorporated in many Disney attractions to tie their lore). And the window on Main Street USA that honors Crump for his work features three of his most famous pieces: the Tower of the Four Winds from It's a Small World (built for the 1964 World's Fair and unfortunately torn down because it was too big to move to Disneyland), Maui from the Enchanted Tiki Room, and the coffin clock.

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[wormstacheangel]

hi this was totally inspired by @archervale birthday post [x]

happy late birthday to my best friend, babygirl, and all-time favorite character who is totally real and alive thanks

They’ve been asking him for weeks now what he wanted to do for his birthday. He always answered with, “Let me think about it.”

It wasn’t the first birthday they celebrated as retired old fucks but now they’re more comfortable owning that title. At least he is. Sam kept asking him to stop. Plus, Sam’s not retired. He’s missing out on the good life. 

Still, Dean wasn’t sure what to do for his birthday. 

There was a time in his life when he refused to acknowledge it. Every passing minute he’d be surprised he was alive, while other times, he’d wish he wasn’t. It was confusing and definitely not something an ice cream cake and balloons could fix. 

But now, oh, he fucking celebrates. 

One year they tried to go out to a nice dinner like in the movies but the big group became too loud and their stories weren’t very family-friendly. They have done bowling for Sam’s birthday, a BBQ at a park for Eileen’s, and even an escape room for Jack’s birthday but that one didn’t go well at all. Cas even got to celebrate some birthdays. Went to Disneyland one year for it and now there’s a video of Dean crying while Chewbacca hugged him.

The point is they’re making up for all the missed birthdays. And this one is a big one for him. 

“I’m 45!” Dean entered the water park with a big grin and sticky from the layers of sunscreen Cas smothered him in. “Point me to the lazy river!”

He decided on a waterpark last week when he saw a video of some dude just floating away with a coconut drink in hand. It became his new life mission to become that man. So they all booked a plane, bought a shit ton of sunscreen—it’s an indoor park but Cas insisted—, and are now marching with their flip-flops to get a good spot to put their things down. 

Everyone went their separate ways as soon as they set their things down. They’ll meet up for lunch and dinner plans were already reserved at a Mexican place across the street. 

Life couldn’t get better than this. 

“Dean? You want to get a drink before we float all day?” Cas took his hand, leading him toward the juice bar. No alcohol is served here. 

Dean let Cas lead the way. Holding his hand securely as he looked around the place. Still pretty empty—it was a Wednesday morning— and it smelled like clean chlorine mixed with some artificial tropical scent. He liked it. 

A few minutes later they were floating down the lazy river together. Drinks in one hand and his husband’s hand in the other. Dean would happily get used to this. 

“Happy birthday, Dean.” Cas kissed him during lunch, giving Dean a slice of apple pie with a candle on top. 

Jack took pictures and started singing Happy Birthday while the rest of them joined in. Dean looked around at his little family, a bunch of weirdos who just found each other even though the story told them otherwise, and blew out his candle. 

“What did you wish for?” His husband asked while everyone else dug into the sandwiches. 

Dean smiled at him. Watching as Cas’s loving expression mirrored his. “Nothing else I need, sweetheart. I already have you.”

This made his husband roll his eyes but it got him a kiss too. A win is a win.

[libra-stellium]

Visiting my Astrocartography Mars/MC line for a week

This is the description from astro.com which sounds like a great place to visit for me right now because I’m trying to either get promoted at my job or get a new job soon or both lol

For some reason people really hate their mars line???? All I kept seeing was people saying how horrible it was when they lived on it or visited it 😭😭 I was like damn I had great expectations! I only saw one short YT video saying how they love living on their mars line and have been more active physically and socially. I heard someone say that the second they got off the plane they were just angry lmao which is hilarious to me like you were just angry at nothing??? 🤣 and I also saw stuff about how aggressive men were and they hated it lol I don’t think the ones I saw said what their mars placement is and what aspects they have but honestly even if we had the same exact ones I think it may be about perspective and what you’re used to lol

I have my mars in Scorpio in 9H. I have Mars trine saturn in pisces and mars trine ascendant in pisces so no harsh aspects.

A general theme for this week was very mars like bc I did Knott’s Berry Farm, Disneyland and Universal and visited so lots of walking and action the entire week!

Sunday - literally at the plane doors when I landed in LA a male flight attendant pretend to grab my leftovers from my hands like “oh is that for me? Thank you so much!” 😂😂 I was like oh this is the aggressive men on the mars line! But I just joked back at him lol

Monday - I broke EIGHT nails!!!!! 😭😩 one was like 🙄 but by 4 I was telling my bestie “would you believe me if I told you another one is gone?” And she knew immediately that I was talking about my nails 🤣 none of them broke too far down so it wasn’t painful and I don’t think my mars line “made” then break lol I think they were weak and being held together by my nail polish so when I took it off bc it was chipped my nails were like “it’s time to let go” 😩 everyone was super nice so nothing else happened that day! I didn’t bring my work phone with me so who knows what was happening at work 🤷🏾‍♀️

Tuesday - i feel like there were some aggressive people throughout the day but not directed only at me lol bc it was the park workers at Disney just being like THIS IS A WALK WAY ONLY KEEP MOVING when we stopped to take pictures of the parade. I also found out that the shoes I wore the day before gave me a blister on the bottom of my toe which was so painful

Wednesday - I feel like this was the most mars line day tbh bc I got my period that morning and I did “surgery” on myself 😂 bc of where my blister was I had to pop it safely (TMI incoming) so I doordashed a first aid kit and a sewing kit and I sterilized the needle and drained the blister and it’s insane how the pain was gone right after that! Then I went to go visit the Observatory to see LA and the Hollywood sign and that was really cute but then a bee flew into my friend’s hair and she was freaking out and I’m allergic but I could see it so I had to do something so she didn’t get stung! I used my phone like a paddle and beat it out of her hair and it fell on the ledge in front of us and I pushed it off 😩 then we went to In-N-Out and some guy tried to take my order for his friend lol I was 7 and his friend was 12 and he was like oh I thought you said 12…..🙄 also on the day to the observatory I realized that I had a lot of requirements to fulfill before I could renew my bar license 💀 I deadass thought I just had to do the CLEs and pay but I have to find a mentor too?? 😩 so I was listening to the CLEs on the long car rides.

Thursday - Another Mars/MC day because I was listening to more CLEs during car rides and I looked up who I could email and ask to be my mentor! I was at universal that day and nothing major mars like happened lol and honestly idk why aggressive men was something that people emphasized bc they were all really nice to me 😂 even the Grinch! This girl did have an attitude towards me while we were watching a show bc we were standing there for 30 min and she shows up and tries to stand in front of me and I’m 4’11 and she was at least 5’5?? And she motioned for her bf to come stand in front of me too and he refused and told her to come back and she was brooding the rest of the show 🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️ After that our Lyft driver was so nice bc the app sent him to a different location than where the park told us to go get rides and he came and found us instead of canceling! 💕 and his car was so nice and smelled so good!

Friday - traveling day! Again dealing with really nice men 😂 bc I was in line for this place to get coffee and a pastry and the person skipped over me bc she couldn’t see me and the guy behind me was like “someone’s down here” 🤣🤣 and then later this other guy was just making small talk with me while we waited for our stuff lol but the cashier??? Who was a girl literally told me she wasn’t “spelling all that out” when I told her my name and spelled it out and she said I would have a nickname for the day 💀💀 my name is 5 letters long lmao she shortened it to 3? Like okay I guess?? 😂

Now I’m home and I checked my work phone and nothing happened while I was gone but today they sent an email congratulating the intern (who was there for 4 months and is still in law school) for accepting an attorney position in our office and I’ve been there for 2.5 years and it did make me feel some type of way bc 🤔🤔🤔 no one offered even after I got barred but they offered it to the person who hasn’t completed the degree yet and doesn’t have a bar license yet…?? I have been trying to get out so 😂 I’m not toooooo mad bc also that’s not the field of work I want to be doing long term but idk it’s the principle lol also I don’t remember which day but I saw something about the federal cost of living being increased for 2024 and I think fed govt employees get a pay increase bc of that?? I’m hoping that contractors like me do too!

Overall: Mars/MC line was a fun little time and productive trip! I feel like if you’re quick to anger I can see where you’d end up being really angry on your mars line but I just be looking at people in disbelief tryna figure out what possessed them to act like that towards me and then I just laugh and move on lol I didn’t like LA that much it was way too crowded for me omg but I’m not a fan of New York either and I feel like they’re similar 🤷🏾‍♀️ I would definitely go back and visit other parts of California tho!!

[zealfruity]

Clones as Incorrect Quotes 1/2 Master Post (Canon-compliant and Standard Fix-It AU version) Ft. Jedi Disaster Trio

Unholy mixture of random generators, unsolved/ghost files banter, and things my friends have said

Occasional spoilers following below

A few notes for these: Tup is NB he/they. Hardcase is genderfluid. Vaughn is agender they/them. Jesse has no idea how any of this works, someone help him. NO CLONESHIPPING OR JEDI TRIO SHIPPING HERE!

Kix: Underestimate me. That'll be fun.

*Dogma is casually searching around the room*

Jesse: Hey Dogma, what're you looking for?

Dogma: My will to live.

*Tup walks into the room*

Dogma: Oh, there it is.

Hardcase: Assert your dominance over your friends by kicking them in the face, and then giving them a little smooch on the forehead!

S7 501st Trooper: Didn't you die?!

S7 Echo: That was weeks ago, dude. Things change.

Dogma: Have I ever told you that you cook well?

Hardcase: Awww, no, you haven't!

Dogma: So why do you keep cooking?

Crosshair, pointing to the wall: What color is this?

Hunter: Gray.

Tech: Grey.

Crosshair, turning to Wrecker: Now tell them what color you think it is.

Wrecker: Dark white.

Tup: As someone who has a long history of not understanding anything, I feel confident in my ability to continue not knowing what is going on.

Rex: Now, the recipe calls for 2 shots of vodka.

Rex: *upends the bottle*

Hardcase: I was put on this earth to do one thing.

Hardcase: Luckily I forgot what it was so I can do whatever I want.

Rex: Do not come over to my house. If the house is on fire you may knock once, if I don't answer assume I set the fire and I want to burn to death.

Blackout: I'm not superstitious... But I am a little stitious.

Hunter: You’re jealous.

Crosshair: Jealous?

Hunter: That’s why you were being so negative about this.

Crosshair: That’s absurd. I’m always negative.

Waxer: Just took a personality test and got an A+.

Tup: Shouldn't get stressed out, it's not good for the baby.

Fives: What baby?

Tup, crying a bit: Me.

*Disneyland, in the teacups*

Kix, Jesse, and Rex: *spinning a little and talking*

Fives and Hardcase: *flying past them, spinning as fast as they can, screaming*

Kix: Isn’t this a bit dangerous?

Fives: Kix, please. We’ve been in a lot of unexpected predicaments before and we always escape unhurt.

Kix: ...

Fives: Okay, we sometimes escape unhurt.

Kix: ...

Fives: Alright, we escaped unhurt once... Then we hurt ourselves on the way home.

*Comments under an image of a lightsaber cutting bread*

Jesse: Imagine stabbing someone with this.

Kix: It would instantly cauterize the wound, so the person wouldn't bleed, so it's not very useful.

Fives: if you want information it is

Hardcase: why would you stab a person when you can have TOAST?

Rex: Hardcase is late again.

Fives: How did this happen? I called them at 8 o’clock this morning and pretended it was 11.

Kix: I printed up a fake schedule for them saying we were starting at 9 instead of noon.

Jesse: I set their clock to say PM when it’s really AM.

Rex: Oh boy. We may have overdone it.

*Hardcase bursts through the door*

Hardcase: WHAT TIME IS IT?

Kix: Where is everyone?

Hardcase: Tup had a nervous collapse, Jesse is looking after him, Rex is trying to kill Fives, so I’m in charge.

Kix: Oh my god!

Hardcase: I know, right?

Hardcase: I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven.

Dogma: I have that dream, too, but you go in the other direction.

Kix: Your lover doesn't have the mental strength to caramelize onions.

Echo: Your lover thinks it takes 5-10 minutes to caramelize onions.

Jesse: Who's fucking caramelizing onions? Have you sociopaths forgotten that apples exist?

Fives: Do you think caramelizing onions is putting caramel on onions.

Hardcase: Don’t be sad!

Tup: Why not?

Hardcase:

Hardcase: I don’t have a good answer.

Dogma: You have friends and I envy that.

Tup: You're welcome to share my friends.

Dogma: *looks at Hardcase and Fives*

Dogma: I don't want those.

Fives, T-posing in the doorway: Greetings, Captain.

Rex, not looking up from his caf: Good morning, problem child.

(Post war, Jesse’s a farmer on a farm)

Jesse: I need 28 lightbulbs for 28 ducks.

Tup: Ducks can’t eat lightbulbs?

Kix: I think that’s the point.

Jesse: Exactly. I want my ducks to glow so I can find them.

Vaughn: Could you guys at least try to see this from my perspective?

Jesse: *crouches down*

Appo: *kneels down*

Sgt. Fox: *sits on the floor*

Vaughn:

Vaughn: I hate all of you.

Cody: Wow, this parking is as straight as I am.

Wolffe: I know I should be focused on the fact that you just came out, but HOW DARE YOU INSULT MY PARKING!

Fives: I have met some of the most insufferable people. But they also met me.

Omega: WHY DID YOU KILL HIM?! HE COULD HAVE HAD HOPES AND DREAMS, HE COULD HAVE HAD A FAMILY!!!

Hunter: Omega-

Hunter: It- it was just an ant-

Echo: Unfortunately, due to several experiences in my youth, I cannot just 'walk up and join a circle of people talking', but it does sound lovely, thank you.

CF99: I think it's time to start fucking some shit up.

Rex: Oh no.

CF99: More like "oh yes!"

Rex: Hardcase! Have you no dignity?

Hardcase: Of course not! How long have we known eachother?

Fives: *running towards Dogma with open arms*

Dogma: *moves out of the way*

Fives: Hey, why'd you move?!

Dogma: I thought you were going to attack me.

Fives: I was going to hug you!

Dogma: Why would you hug me?

Fives: WHY WOULD I ATTACK YOU!?

Fives: Guess what number I’m thinking of.

Jesse: 420?

Fives: No, that’s really immature of you. Someone else guess, and please take this seriously.

Hardcase: 69.

Fives: Yeah it was 69.

Hunter: How petty can you get?

Echo: I once edited a Wikipedia article to win an argument I was wrong about.

Tup: Fives, sir, I am questioning your sanity...

Dogma: I never questioned it, I knew his sanity was missing from the start.

Thorn: Your future self is talking shit about you right now.

Fox: Jokes on him. I'll ruin his fucking life.

Fox: I only have two emotions: exhaustion and stress. And I’m somehow always feeling both simultaneously.

Kix: Hi, I'm Hardcase’s emergency contact.

Counter Guy: You're here to pick him up?

Kix: I'm here to remove myself as his emergency contact.

Cody, confused and exasperated: Waxer, how do you plan on telling a bear to go vegan?

Waxer: Politely.

Hardcase: If you spell skeletons backwards, it still spells skeletons.

Kix, deadpan: Wow, I can't wait for Halloween to see some snoteleks.

Echo: You’ve got to learn to love yourself.

Omega: But don't you hate yourself?

Echo: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.

Hardcase: Hey droids! The boys are here!

Fives: “That’s a guy I wanna share a cold one with." Is what Bigfoot would say. About me.

Echo, about the Force: I'm bad at feeling. I wanna be swept up in this. I really wanna believe in something outside the norm of, you know, physics.

Rex: I've lived my life by one adage, and that's don't fuck with Sith!

Jesse, talking abour an insectoid creature from a holofilm: I’m just saying that if I were a bug I’d boink him.

Tup: If I were a bug I’d do a little bug dance.

Fives: My shoulders hurt from being so charismatic.

Jesse on Naboo leave: Why is the toilet paper scented here. It’s like rubbing my ass with some fckn lilies.

Hardcase: Would you notice if someone’s ears were a different color than their face?

Kix: You are literally the dumbest bitch I have ever met I love you so much.

Hound: Guys I did it again i took one of Grizzer’s pills

Fang: how the fuck

Wolffe: I don't trust pears they're sensual for no reason and then taste stupid.

Hound: I suddenly got really sad at the thought of eating my dog.

Boost: The leader never stops leading in true alpha fashion.

Sinker: please never say that again or I’ll call mutiny.

Jesse: Not to be political but idk what the fuck oatmeal is either man

Hardcase: *wears girl ring on one hand and boy ring on other hand* im so gendr

Bly: I am like one inconvenience away from deleting all my emotions and replacing them with disco.

Fox: Don’t date me unless you have a sexual preference for walls.

Echo: Me trying to fit my scomplink in the scomp-port of a computer is the equivalent of a man trying to finger a woman’s clitoris.

Tup: My head hurts. I think I'm dying.

Jesse: I have a cheesing appointment with your mom in half an hour.

Cody, threateningly: Your mouth is a fancy ballroom and I am a bitter man about to spike the party punch.

Echo: Here are two pictures. one of them is your room, and the other is the garbage dump.

Wrecker: *points at a picture* That one is the dump.

Echo: tHEY'RE BOTH YOUR ROOM!

Echo: It smells like henway in here.

Tech:

Echo: Tech.

Echo, forcefully: Doesn't it smell like henway in here?

Tech: *sigh*

Tech: What's a henway?

Echo: OH ABOUT TEN POUNDS!

Hunter: We are not mad. We are just disappointed.

Echo: No, we are mad.

Hunter: Yes. We are. We are livid. But we are going to let this one slide.

Echo: No, we’re not!

Hunter: I am not a mind reader, Echo!

Omega: I did it! I memorized everything in the book! I'm gonna ace this test!

Hunter: Ok, Omega, I'll give you one more question before you go. What ended in 1918?

Omega: 1917.

Hunter: ...You're ready.

Obi-Wan @ Anakin: Why do you always have to insult the ghost of the place we're at?

Anakin: What’s up with Obi-wan? He’s been laying on the floor for like….an hour now?

Ahsoka: He’s just a little overwhelmed.

Anakin: Why?

Ahsoka: Commander Cody smiled at him.

Anakin: Is this a good idea?

Anakin: Probably not.

Anakin: Do I care?

Anakin: No.

[hernakedmuse]

Speaking in Tongues

Part V (I think)

Disclaimer: it's inappropriate and Timothée is entering his dark daddy era (thank you @meetmyothersouls )

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Minka's POV

"It was just Hayden darling, nothing to start a commonwealth war about." The moment I got off the phone with Hayden and returned to me and Timothée's bubble, I was in for a lecture.

He wasn't the timid boy I met at Houdini's Mansion in Laurel Canyon. 

Something offset a possessive gene in him, I'm not going to lie, his unstable covetous dominance is very attractive. 

Right now, he was sitting on the edge of his messy bed in just his sweatpants that hung low on his thin hips. I could see the top of public hair and it was distracting. His curls were messy due to my tugging and our tossing. His eyebrows that are aesthetically pleasing are even dominant, almost a unibrow but not quite, that with his nose have an arabesque quality, very beautiful. I watched his jaw clench, showing off his high cheekbones, a Capricorn trait.

"He wants you. Everyone knows that.' He emphasized every word, as he spoke with his hands. 

"How do you know it's not one of the many Hollywood rumors?" I countered.

"Chouchou, people in our circles have told me." He smirked without humor in his Hazel eyes. 

"They're mistaken, we're just good friends and I help him with Rose." Briar Rose Christensen is Hayden's adorable six year old daughter, by Rachel Bilson. She barely acknowledges her daughter sadly but Hayden doesn't seem to mind, he's sweetly selfish with his child who adores him. I love her, and help spoil her. I buy everything in sight for a child for her, we've been to Disneyland and Knotts, I've taken her to Camelot in Buena Park too. People seem to think it means I'm seeing Hayden but I'm not. 

We've acted together intimately, he has asked me out once but I turned him down, I didn't want to ruin our friendship.  He's gotten over me.

Timothee isn't convinced.

"Come here, we're putting a pause on this discussion. But that doesn't mean it's over." His voice had an end of discussion tone. I obediently made my way over to him and he pulled me down in his lap, hands tightly gripping my waist as he rubbed his nose against my chest and sighed. I tenderly brushed my fingers through his soft ringlets.

I felt his bones melt as I massaged his scalp. This feels more intimate than a night and morning of passion. "I'm sorry, I know I'm being toxic and I know you didn't expect anything but a hookup, but chouchou, there's a connection I feel with you and I'm going to  risk looking like an idiot and say that there's definitely something more."

My heart pounded in my chest, my stomach was being eaten like it was wool to moths. I know it's fast but I've always had a thing for him so this was like a fantasy come to life. I stroked his cheek tenderly with my thumb, he has such a pretty face.

"You can totally call me a psycho and tell me to beat it if you want." He said this but his hands squeezing me tighter said others, there was no way I was leaving this lap anytime soon. 

"What does chouchou mean?"

He groaned "don't tease me Minka–"

"Oh so you do know my name!" I joked.

"Yes of course, and it's the most beautiful name I've ever had the pleasure of hearing. But you're so precious and deserve many names, not just one." He kissed my throat and then the top of my breasts, sending shivers through my body. "Many things, it's a term of endearment, like my pet, my dear, my darling, and comparable to a little baubles or chachki."

I bit my lip and stroked behind his ear, emitting a shiver from him. "Like I'm your little pretty bauble, or trinket?"

His hands cupped my curvaceous ass pulling me impossibly closer. "Something Like that."

"I like that…I like you, I feel the connection too, koza." I kissed behind his ear before moving my lips down to his neck. He gripped my waist with a moan.

He tugged down his sweats a little more to release his bobbing cock, and then lifted my hips, before thrusting his thick, long length  up inside of me.

Thank God he got me ibuprofen because I'd still be sore. What am I saying? Like that would stop me. I rode him until I forgot my own name and only remembered his.

 

We made love four more times before taking a nap. I woke up after twenty three minutes and cooked us something to eat. I made us crispy chicken fettuccine Alfredo, with a lot of Trebbiano wine in the sauce and a little bit of truffle oil. I poured a glass to drink. It wasn't bad, a Trebbiano D'Abruzzo by Citra. It's soft, dry, and pleasantly floral with a crisp, citrus finish. I made a broccoli and prosciutto salad to go with the late lunch. I walked around his house with my glass of Trebbiano, it wasn't too personal of a house since he lives mostly in New York. 

I frowned thinking of what I'd do without him when he was in the big apple. Not even twenty four hours and this man has got me wounded with a cupid's arrow. But I've never felt such a strong connection. I wore his Bauhaus t-shirt smelling it, he smells so good oh God. There's just something so specifically Timothée about it.

Suddenly music played through the speakers throughout the house, modern r&B. I felt his presence before he entered the room, then the warmth of his chest pressed into my back and his arms enveloped my waist. I closed my eyes and was reminded of the soreness in my cunt.

I laid my hand on his wrist pressing myself closer as he kissed my neck. I wordlessly handed him the Trebbiano and he finished the rest. "It smells good, you're cooking for me?"

I nodded.

"No one's ever cooked for me before. " He said as felt my thighs. "Except my mom of course."

"Really?" I asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, you have to remember the majority of my relationships are for work so the sentimentality is lost."

Ah yes, the woes of being an actor. "But any secret relationships?" He had me melted against his chest in his arms . He shook his head. "Too busy and I'm not very popular." He laughed.

I scoffed. "You're a liar, magazine's call you a sex icon." 

"Yeah well if I wasn't famous and put into the position I think I wouldn't have so many admirers."

I rolled my eyes. "Koza, that's crazy talk." I turned around in his arms and placed my hands on his naked chest, I looked up into his eyes seductively paired with a smirk, I knew he couldn't look away from my very full lips and the natural nearly heart shaped beauty mark at the corner of my lips. His eyes turned a fog green when he was horny, I noticed. "Handsome, let me tell you. You look exactly like the type of boys I went for when I wasn't going for girls." He swallowed, causing his Adam's apple to bob. "Lanky, skinny, big hand, perry Farrell kind of charmer" I pushed him onto the sofa and straddled him. "And I know you have no idea who that is, but baby let me tell you that's my type and that is such a good thing." I licked his chest up his neck and he whimpered. I rubbed my pussy against his cock before I was flipped over and he slammed into me in one motion.

My eyes widened and I gasped, feeling like a well chewed squeak toy. His thrusts were dangerously deep and wickedly slow. I stared up into his eyes boldly as I released cries of Rapture and squeezed around his endowment.  His eyebrows furrowed as he glared into my eyes with burning heat. I screamed in ecstasy as we didn't look away, we just stared and let go and it was so intimate.

He came in me again and I felt alive, it felt like waves crashing against the rocks of a cliff, but fuck. "Shit, Tim, I told you I'm not on-"

He kissed my lips quiet. When I was light headed he pulled his mouth off of me. I opened my mouth to speak and he slowly pulled out and slapped my ass. "Let's go eat, you took my energy." 

"Tim–"

"Let's eat."

I knew I wasn't going to be able to get through not now, so I got up with his help and he pulled me to his lovely kitchen.

We ate until we couldn't move and he told me I cook better than  anyone he's ever eaten from. I was too happy to care about the cum dripping down my leg.

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BICBTY please!!!! I’m desperate for some Disney fluffy goodness!!

This won the poll easily, so ask and you shall receive!

They park the car and manage to navigate to the spot where Sansa told them to meet. She is, unsurprisingly, already there, with a yawning Theon in tow. Arya and Gendry are there as well, Arya only looking slightly like a disgruntled cat awoken too early.  “Auntie Sansa!” Ella calls, Sansa’s face lighting up as her niece runs into her arms. 

“Hi!” Sansa says, squeezing Ella tight. “Are you ready for our Disney day?” 

“Yes!” Ella squeals, and Jon chuckles. 

“I’d hope so,” Dany teases. “She’s hardly spoken of anything else for a week.” 

“Where’s Missandei?” Sansa asks, frowning. “Isn’t she still coming?” 

“Oh, she is, but she had an event till late last night, and wanted a little sleep,” Dany explains. “She’ll meet us here around nine, if that’s alright.” 

“Wish I’d gotten a little more sleep,” Jon laments. “Remind me why we have to meet so bloody early, again, Sansa? Is the park even open yet?” 

“No, not until 8,” Sansa says. “Just wait. You’ll see why.” Her eyes gleam in a way that frightens Jon a bit, Theon just chuckling next to her. 

“Well, if I don’t get more coffee soon, I may get violent,” Arya warns. Sansa rolls her eyes. 

“Our guides should be here any second. And Marge just texted that their driver’s about to pull up.” 

Sure enough, hardly thirty seconds later, two Disney employees in red and navy plaid are approaching their group, and Margaery and Robb’s car is pulling up next to them. Robb gets out of the car with the Rose in his arms, Margaery climbing out after them with Ben. Her hair looks darker, almost, pulled back in twin dutch braids, and she’s got large, dark sunglasses on. Between that and her nondescript clothing, she almost looks unrecognizable. 

“Oh, perfect, we’re all here,” Sansa says to the employees that are most likely their tour guides. Margaery’s bodyguards have climbed out of the car as well, one of them speaking briefly with the driver before he pulls away. “Everyone, these are our tour guides for the day.” 

“Hi!” one of them says— there’s a man and a woman, both of them probably in their early twenties. The girl’s smile is quite bright for seven thirty in the morning, but it’s also warm, friendly. “I’m Talla, and this is Mycah. We’re so excited to show you around the parks today. Anything you want, just let us know— it’s our job to make your day as magical as possible.” They all go around and introduce themselves, both Talla and Mycah remaining the image of perfect professionalism even as Dany, Margaery, and he and his bandmates tell them their names. 

Sansa chats with both of them as they lead the way towards the security check and the esplanade, and Jon tries not to laugh. “I think she may be more excited about this than the kids,” he mutters to Dany over Ella’s head, and her grin when she meets his eyes is like the sun, blinding and brilliant. 

“Oh, definitely. I think I heard her speak more about how excited she was for the VIP tour than I did Ella for the whole trip.” Dany shrugs. “I’m glad she’s here, though, because between the three of them, I don’t think we’ll have to worry about a single thing.” 

Talla and Mycah usher them through security and over towards the Disneyland gates while keeping them out of the way of the crowds. “Fucking hells,” Jon mutters as he sees the lines of people already queueing to get into the park. It doesn’t appear that they’re letting anyone in yet, but the amount of people waiting is still staggering. 

“Wow!” Ella whispers, her eyes darting between the front gate and the train station and the rest of the esplanade. Jon reaches down to squeeze her shoulder, and the grin that she gives him is just as bright as Dany’s was earlier. 

“I thought you said the park doesn’t open till eight?” Arya asks as Mycah speaks to one of the employees at the ticket turnstiles. Sansa gives her sister a look, 

“It doesn’t,” she confirms. “However, I know Main Street is going to be one of the most crowded areas, and we probably won’t really get to walk down it later. So here’s my surprise for all of you.” 

“Alright, everyone, this way,” Mycah says, waving them forwards. The gate attendant scans something on his phone, and then lets them through, into the empty park. 

“It’s Mickey!” Ella cries, pointing to the flowers in front of the train station, which are indeed shaped like Mickey’s head. Robb puts Rose down on her own feet now that they’re completely separated from the crowd, and their party moves through one of the brick archways below the train tracks to end up in the town square. 

Main Street sprawls before them, picturesque and empty. And at the end of the street, shining in the morning sunlight, is the castle. 

“The castle!” Ella squeals, tearing her hand out of Jon’s so she can grab onto Rose, both of them quivering with excitement. Robb looks at his sister, clearly impressed that they have the park completely to themselves, and she returns a smug smile. 

“Alright, this is pretty amazing,” Margaery says. “Sansa, how in the world did you swing this?” 

“Well, it’s only for twenty minutes,” Talla says with a laugh. “Then we have to let guests in for rope drop. So if we want pictures or anything, just let me know.” 

They do all take pictures in the middle of Main Street, before they continue their stroll down the quaint street. It’s pristine and beautiful, all the old fashioned storefronts and perfectly pruned shrubbery, the sound of old classic marching band music wafting from hidden speakers somewhere, the air subtly perfumed with the scent of flowers and sugar. Jon almost rolls his ankle stepping in a trolley track as they make their way closer to the castle, having grown momentarily distracted by watching his daughter and her cousins race down the street, giggling like they’re in a dream. 

Ella’s jaw drops when they walk across the castle drawbridge and through the castle itself, emerging on the other side before the carousel in a beautiful fairytale village. Jon knows he’s been here before, years and years ago, but he hardly remembers it. Standing here now, he does have to admire the attention to detail, the upkeep, the way it feels like they’ve stepped into another world. 

“Alright, I have another surprise,” Sansa tells the kids, and Dany smirks as she shares a look with Jon, because this one at least they’re in on. “Ella, I heard you wanted to become a princess,” Sansa says, and Ella’s jaw drops. “So I thought maybe some princess makeovers were in order?” 

“Can I have one too?!” Rose says, jumping up and down. 

“And me!” Ben pleads. Sansa grins. 

“Of course. Everyone can be a princess, or a prince, or a pirate, or whatever you’d like.” 

Jon can hear voices now— looking out through the castle drawbridge, he can see they’re letting people into the parks, though access to the areas with rides like where they are seems to be roped off. “Talla, Mycah, can you lead us to the Bibbidi Bobbidi Boutique?” Sansa asks, and Ella almost shrieks with excitement, turning back to look at Dany and Jon. 

“Alright, already this has been worth it,” he admits begrudgingly as they head across the square to one of the shops. Dany laughs. “Seeing her happy like this is worth it.” 

“I agree,” Dany says. She groans quietly, head tipping forwards. “Gods, we’re going to have to take her here so often now.” 

“No, we’ll just drop her at Sansa’s, make her take Ella,” Jon reasons. Dany laughs, and it makes him grin, their shoulders brushing. “Look at her. She’s having more fun with this than they are. She’d do it in a heartbeat.”

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disneyland fun - DREW STARKEY

authors note guess who's back with more dad!drew content? DUH ME!! i've been writing a lot of rafe cameron fics lately and decided i need to write more of my dad!drew, lol. something about drew taking his kids to disney land really is the cherry on the top because he does seem like the dad to do that.

summary drew and Y/N surprise tatum to a three day trip disney land.

warnings ABSOLUTELY NONE!!!

DisneyLand, the happiest place on earth, where all your dreams come true.

One of your dreams has always been to take your children to DisneyLand when they are little, so they can experience what you did as a child. You spent your childhood going to DisneyLand with your family and having a great time. 

It’s every kid’s dream to go there.

Drew and you surprised Tatum with a phone call from Minnie Mouse, telling her she can't wait to see her in a few days at DisneyLand. The expression on Tatum's face stayed with you. Tatum burst into tears from joy.

She hasn’t stopped talking about it since.

The park opened at seven thirty this morning, and you arrived twenty minutes after. The music that is being played throughout the park. The familiar DisneyLand scent filled your lungs, bringing back childhood memories.

Tatum, on the other hand, was completely taken aback. She kept gasping and pointing at everything that came towards her.

Drew was pushing the stroller as you walked beside him.

"I want ears, mommy," Tatum said, pointing to a random individual strolling by who was wearing ears.

"Yes, sweetie, we can get some," you respond, pointing to the store.

There are many different types of ears to pick from. Tatum liked almost all of them but couldn't decide which to pick.

Tatum ended up going with the pink ears with sparkles. She wanted you to match with her, so you got the same ones. Drew got mickey mouse ears, the regular ones. Tatum kept begging him to get some.

An hour goes by, you guys went on four rides– Peter Pan, Snow White, Tea Cups, and the carousel. The rides Tatum is able to go on. Tatum seemed to be having a good time so far. She keeps talking about the Tea Cups ride because she enjoys spinning around in circles and the music.

Tatum keeps talking about how much fun she’s having even though she’s only three years old. She had the opportunity to meet a few Disney characters too, she was so happy. 

In ten minutes, your families will meet you at the park. Tatum is in for another surprise. She hasn't seen her grandparents, aunts, or uncles in quite some time. She constantly brings them up. 

It's a wonderful time to spend time with family, especially at DisneyLand.

You three are waiting in line to meet Minnie Mouse. Drew was admiring Tatum and talking about what she'll say to Minnie when she sees her as you were taking pictures of them. 

When it was your turn, Tatum got a little too excited. She wiggled her way out of Drew’s grasps and ran towards Minnie Mouse with her arms open for Tatum. 

“Minnie!” Tatum exclaimed.

Tatum started talking about the phone call she got from Minnie last week.

“This is too cute, '' Drew whispered under his breath.

Drew told Tatum to get closer to Minnie for the picture– she gave the camera a big smile and hugged Minnie one last time before walking back to you two.

Everyone is finally together. 

So far, you've been on practically every ride. Star Wars Land was one of the first parks you visited as a group. Definitely a memorable experience. You grew up watching the series. Tatum was unable to ride faster rides due to her smaller size. 

Fans noticed Drew and asked for pictures. Of course, he said yes because he wouldn’t be here without them. You love seeing him interact with his fans. They mean so much to him in ways he can’t explain.

Tatum and Brooke went on autopia together while the rest of you went together– Brook took cute photos and posted a cute video on her instagram story of them on the ride. Tatum got her driver's license from the booth, she won’t stop talking about it. It’s so cute. 

Right now, you guys are in line for Pirates of The Caribbean. The next group to go on the boat. The smell brings back so many memories when you were growing up. Your dad brought up one time your younger brother almost fell in the water. 

“Are you excited Tatum?” Drew’s mom asked, picking Tatum off from the ground, placing her in the boat. 

“Yes nana” Tatum replies. 

Tatum grabs Drew’s mom's hand, squeezing it tight, leaning her head on her arm.

Tatum's face suddenly drops, forcing her bottom lip to shake. She turns around and makes eye contact with you. 

"Mommy," she whimpered, raising her arms.

You bring her into your lap and rest her head on your chest. She smiles up at Drew when he makes a silly expression to cheer her up.

She spins around on your lap, inspecting the animatronics and decorations. The look on her face indicates that she was perplexed by the animatronics that were real but did not move like actual humans. 

"Doggy daddy!" Tatum yelled, pointing to the dog holding the key.

"That is a doggy, princess," he laughed.

As the night grew darker, the whole family stopped to grab food. The firework show starts in an hour which gives everyone time to relax and catch up. Tatum was having a fun time, you could see on her face. She loved being with her grandparents, aunts, and uncles.

This was quite useful for the family. Tatum spent the entire day bragging about how much she loves Disneyland and wishes she could stay there forever. Your inner child was ecstatic since this was exactly what you had wished for.

You guys stood close enough to see the show and fireworks when it was time for them. Tatum only wanted to be with Drew. You placed your arm around his, your head resting on his bicep.

Tatum kept her gaze fixed on the show the entire time, amused. When she saw the first fireworks go off, she wiggled in Drew's arms with delight.

By the end of the night, you guys walked back to the hotel. Everyone thanked Drew and you for inviting them on the trip. Tatum was knocked out in her stroller sound asleep. The next few days are definitely going to be fun. Tomorrow, California Adventure.

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AITA for cheating on the guy my ex boyfriend cheated on me with by kissing my ex boyfriend?

My ex boyfriend [m20] cheated on me [m25] with this guy, dream, [m22] at a party and my friend/roommate [m23] told me about it. At first i didn't believe my friend because my ex boyfriend said it was just his identical twin who dressed exactly like him but the guy responded to one of his tweets and confirmed it :(. I started talking with the guy and it turns out he didn't even know my ex was in a relationship and he turned out to be pretty sweet. Once he carried all my books home for me and bought me a latte and when i said I didn't like whipped cream he scraped it off with a spoon and ate it. He works at our college's iguana shelter too :) The one red flag is that he doesn't think england exists but i can fix him!

i invited to him to a party I was having with my roommates but my ex showed up and said Dream was lying and he never cheated on me. obviously i believed him! but then this guy [m26] who i think is my roommate's [m20] estranged father dumped his drink on my ex's head and he left. the next morning when i was sober i realized he was lying to me again :(((.

Anyway after my ex had been harassing me on twitter again i hooked up with him as a rebound. then i hooked up with him again. after this we went to a club with him but my ex showed up AGAIN and called me his butter cupcake snickerdoodle and i mean i kind of HAD to hear him out but then i ended up making out with my dreamy creamy to make him jealous. but then my scrittly scroot (dream) asked me what we were and i said friends! of course! but apparently not?? i told him i wasn't ready for a relationship after what happened with my ex and we ended things. i felt really bad so i chewed on some lamp shades to feel better

i ended up going to miami to take a break to feel better about things, and i planned to stay in a villa that my friend [25] from england lent us. it turned out that my friend also was dricklepoo's neighbor and gave him and his roommate [24] the house too. i was unaware of this so when i heard someone else in the villa i hid in the fridge but it turned out it was just my twinkle dwinkle :) the house was too big for everyone to get their own room so i offered to share with him.

then i ate four bananas in the kitchen with him and he didnt have his shirt on (it was a whole thing you wouldn't understand). we hooked up a few more times and i was starting to think i really like this silly goose! sadly my ex showed up again, broke into the villa we were staying in, and played uno with my friends. (don't worry though! he didn't win!)

i went back to the villa and talked with sapnap. little did I know that my boinky scrunge's roommate was hiding in the washing machine listening to our convo. luckily, the washing machine got turned on so he got a concussion so i could blame anything he thought he heard on that but unfortunately dream was also hiding in the laundry room and he heard our convo where my ex kissed me and then i kissed him back. but then i realized DREAM's the one i really want but it was too late he was already drinking peptobismol in sadness at the airport and he went home. then we had to rush out of the villa because it turned out my (british) friend had just had us break into a random person's house but we got out before the owners came home so it was fine!

anyway we found out through his tumblr that now he flew to disneyland to be the goofy mascot but he's already so goofy :((( i don't see why he had to do that :(((

so reddit, Am I The Asshole? i just can't imagine how this must've hurt my poor little tootsie pop

[pasiveagressive]

Broken Bones V // H.S.

"Good morning." Arms wrapped around him from behind and lips touched his cheek.

"Morning." He wrapped an arm around her, using his other hand to flip the bacon.

"What's the plan for today?" She asked, leaving his side and sitting next to Gemma at the island.

Before anyone could say anything the door opened and Mitch walked in, an angry look on his face.

"What's wrong?" Gemma asked him.

"Jeff is making us do this stupid dinner with the whole management company this weekend." He jumped up on one of the counters, pulling out his phone.

"Why?" Gemma asked, her attention effectively held.

"Apparently he doesn’t think we are social enough with the company." He shook his head. 

Harry sighed, taking out the last of the bacon. 

"Wait." Mitch announced, looking at him and Y/N with a weird smile. "Are you guys dating now?"

Harry didn't know what to say, they weren't, but he'd be damned if she tried dating someone else.

"No." Y/N shrugged. "But we're not dating anyone else, either."

God she was perfect. He laughed, leaning down and kissing her head.

"And there's that too," she amended.

He laughed again, eating a piece of bacon from the plate in the middle.

"Want some?" He asked Mitch who was still looking at him with a funny smile on his face.

"Did you just laugh? Twice?" He asked, taking the bacon.

"Yeah." He shrugged.

Y/N looked at everyone weirdly. "He laughs all the time."

Mitch blinked, surprised. "Seriously?"

Harry shrugged, taking another piece of bacon.

"What time is dinner." He asked instead.

"Sometime on Friday." Mitch shrugged, giving him a look that told him they were talking later.

"I don't want to go." Harry groaned.

Y/N hit his chest. "Don't be an asshole."

"Sorry." He grinned at Gemma. "Sarah’s obviously going to be there." He turned to Mitch.

"Are you kidding me?" He snorted. "Charming Sarah somehow got out of it."

"Are you going to go?" Gemma asked Y/N.

" I can’t." She shrugged. "As much fun as it sounds I'm having company, Mikey's coming over Sunday."

Harry nodded, he was the company. Or part of it anyways. Michael was in town on a case and as long as everything went well they were going to have lunch.

"That reminds me," Harry ate another piece. "I have to go somewhere for lunch on Sunday."

You're meeting her brother?" Mitch asked, putting two and two together.

"Don't want to waste my time." Y/N shrugged, a playful smile on her face. "If Mike doesn't like him he's out."

Mitch and Gemma laughed, Harry grimaced. "Stop." He dropped his head on her shoulder.

"Sorry." Her hand reached up to pat his head. "Just being real."

Gemma and Mitch laughed harder. He pinched her side lightly.

"Ow." She swatted his hand. "You'll be fine." She paused. "As long as you stay away from his gun."

He groaned, straightening up. "If we're done laughing at my expense let's go do something."

"Like what?" Mitch asked, his laughter slowing down.

"I don't know." He shrugged taking the dishes to the sink. He would do them later. "Something that gets Y/N out of the house for something other than the hospital."

"You don't have to." She started before Mitch interrupted her.

"Please." He smiled at her. "Sarah always talks about how slow life gets when all you have is work and home."

"We could go bowling?" Gemma suggested.

"Ugh." Mitch gagged. "I hate bowling."

"No, you hate losing to me." Harry smirked at him.

"Movies?" Gemma tried again.

"We could do that for free here." Mitch stated.

"A walk on the beach." She said sarcastically, annoyed that all her ideas were getting shot down.

"With all those tourists." Y/N shot back, pulling a face. "No thanks."

"Disneyland?" Harry suggested, looking at the clock. It wasn't even 10.

"Alright." Gemma shrugged. Y/N and Mitch nodded too. It was the end of July and would most likely be packed but if you went with the right people the lines could be almost just as fun as the rides.

"Be ready in 20 minutes?" He asked, grabbing Y/N's hand to lead them to his room.

"Sure." They both walked to their respective rooms, or spare one in Gemma's case.

"I have clothes in my car." She let go of his hand, instead grabbing her keys. "Be right back."

He debated about going with her but he figured she'd just protest. Instead he went to his room, jumping into the shower real quick. He preferred his in the morning, granted he didn't come home from doing surgeries all day.

When he was finished, a towel wrapped around his waist, he stepped back into his room to find Y/N sitting on his bed. She was wearing a pair of athletic shorts and a t-shirt and was probably the most beautiful person he had ever seen. Her hair was halfway in a double braid, her working on the other half.

"You ready?" He asked her, grabbing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt of his own.

"Almost." She looked over at him, her fingers still working on her hair. "12 minutes to spare."

"Gemma takes forever." He grinned. " Or I would have said 10."

He walked back into his bathroom, pulling on his clothes.

"It's a good thing my uniform requires tennis shoes." She said when he walked back in. "Or I'd be cranky in flip flops."

He pulled on his own tennis shoes. "I would have carried you."

"My hero." She smiled at him.

"Anything for you." He kissed her on her cheek before pulling her off his bed. "Mitch's probably ready."

Harry was right, when they walked into the kitchen Mitch was standing at the sink, washing the dishes.

"Sarah coming today?" Harry asked him.

"No." Mitch shook his head. "She's really tired, she's having a lazy day and he wanted to do it alone."

"Are we ready?" Gemma asked, a full face of makeup and a too nice outfit for going to an amusement park.

He looked back at Y/N, no makeup or effort and she was still flawless.

"Yeah." Mitch answered, not even bothering to tell her to change.

"Who's driving?" He asked.

"I will." Mitch volunteered, grabbing his keys.

They walked out, Gemma in her high heels and everyone else in their tennis shoes.

Gemma took shotgun, leaving Y/N and Harry with the back seat, he didn't mind one bit.

" What are you and Michael doing on Sunday?" He asked as she laid across the seat, putting her head on his lap. His fingers combed through her hair.

"I don't know." She was looking up at him. "I'm sure there'll be lots of napping."

"Sounds perfect." He grinned.

"Our lives are exciting enough, we like to chill with each other. Or we discard everything and go on these insane adventures, there is no in between."

"Is this weekend going to be an insane adventure?"

"Probably not." She shrugged. "It's only a day and I'm sure he just wants some company, it's not easy to be constantly surrounded by death."

"That's something you have in common." Harry's hands snagged in some curls.

"Yeah." She shrugged. "Which means we don't get to see each other all that much."

"That sucks." He couldn't imagine not seeing Mitch all the time.

"He uses my house as a safe house a lot." She closed her eyes as his fingers massaged her head. "When he's chasing someone with a vendetta against him and he's not safe."

"Wait." He didn't like the way that sounded. "Your brother puts you in danger?"

"I'm always in danger with him, there's always a possibility that one of those serial killers find me and torture me and all that other shit." She shrugged like it wasn't a big deal. "This way he says he can protect me."

"Has anything like that happened before?" He asked, hoping that it was a no.

"Kind of." She shrugged. "There was a break in in my apartment a couple years ago, I was working though so I was good, Jon came and stayed with me until they caught the guy, it killed him, not being able to help."

"And you're completely cool with that?" He asked, incredulous.

"Yeah." She shrugged. "I have a gun, lots of defense training, and the ability to patch myself up."

"You have a gun?" He asked.

"My dad sucked as a parent in a lot of areas." She grinned. "But man did we know how to defend ourselves. I did karate at one point, lots of other fighting styles, and how to shoot a gun."

He tried not to picture her fighting. She was already attractive enough.

"We're here." Mitch's voice broke through their isolation.

"Come on." He helped her out of the car. "I love this kind of thing."

"Me too." She made him wait for Gemma and Mitch. He was ready to ride.

"Hurry up." He called Mitch, who was still sitting in the car. "Every minute we wait is another person in front of us in line."

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He got out of the car. "Don't get your panties in a twist."

Harry narrowed his eyes at him. Mitch grinned back, locking the car behind him.

Gemma and Y/N were walking ahead of them, laughing. He didn't mind the view.

"She makes you happy." Mitch told him, no question in his voice.

"Yeah." He nodded, smiling. "She's just beautiful, inside and out."

"Are you going to ask her out?"

"It's really weird." He ran his hand through his hair. "I've only known her for a month and half and I already feel like I want her to be there for the rest of mine. I don't want to blow anything, I don't know how to date a normal person."

"Every relationship is different." Mitch started. "You could have been in hundreds of serious relationships and still not be prepared. Y/N's one of a kind, you're one of a kind. It could be great if you let it."

"I'm just scared I'll mess it all up, like really scared."

"You'll mess up, there's no doubt about it." Mitch stopped to look at him. "That doesn't mean you'll mess it all up, just like I'm sure she'll mess up, that's what makes a relationship work, mistakes and forgiveness.

Harry smiled, going through it all in his head. "Come on, the girls are way ahead, can't let Gemma think she's superior to us because of her heels."

"Never." Mitch grinned as Harry threw his arm around his shoulder, walking into the park. There was nothing better than family, except maybe a brother.

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"Ready to get it off?" She opened the door with a smile.

"Yeah." He walked in, kissing her cheek. "But at the same time kind of not."

She grinned, leading him up the familiar path to the ER floor.

She walked through the door that they always found Ryan, him following her. And instantly was blinded. A blonde head was on her knees in front of him and he'd never get the look off of Ryan's face again.

"Oh my God!" Y/N turned and buried her head in Harry's chest. "My eyes! Again!"

Harry would have laughed if he wasn't too busy trying to distract himself from the horror he just saw. A girly shriek reached his ears.

"Y/N." Ryan started, sounding exasperated. "Don't you knock."

"It's a public room Ryan." She shoved Harry outside. "Leave a sock on the door next time." It slammed behind them.

"I can see why he owes you now." He turned to look at her, laughing at her face. Her eyes were wide open, a terrified look on her face.

"Stop." She swatted his chest. "I freaking shake hands with him and talk to him and I'm going to throw up, she's the reason I'm always checking for STDs." She threw her hands up. "Come on." She started down the hall.

"Don't we need him?" He asked, confused.

"I'll ask someone else." She took him to a part of the hospital he had never been to before. It was huge. "One minute."

She slipped into a door. He leaned against the wall, resting his head on the wall behind him. The biggest part of him was disgusted with what he had just witnessed, but now he was thinking of what it would be like if he was Ryan and the head was full of y/h/c hair.

He snapped his eyes open, not letting his mind go there. She was different. And she was going to know that.

"Sorry." She came back out, beautiful as always. "He's going to meet us there when he can."

"Alright." He nodded, trying not to let his mind wander again. It was hard. He had never been so attracted to a girl. Not only was she possibly the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, but he was attracted to her personality too, something he had never really experienced before. It was all so new and all so great.

"You alright?" She asked, putting her hand on his shoulder.

"Yeah." He nodded, smiling slightly, trying not to think of her hands too much. It wouldn't do him any good.

"If you say so." She opened the door to the X-Ray room, sitting down on the table. He sat next to her.

"You know we never talked about payment."

Before she could say anything the door opened and a man walked in.

"James!" She exclaimed, getting up. "Thank you so much!"

"It's no problem." He shook his head with a smile. "Anything for my favorite fellow."

She grinned, making Harry's stomach clench in protest. He kept his face neutral, this guy was doing him a favor. This was a new feeling to him too, being jealous.

"Harry," Y/N motioned for him, "this is James, he's cool, James this is my friend Harry."

Friend. His heart squeezed. Since when was he such a girl?

"Hi." He waved his casted hand at James.

James nodded at him with a friendly smile, grabbing a pair of scissors to cut the cast off.

"How's it going Harry?" He asked, sitting in front of him.

"It's about to be a lot better."

James laughed, starting to cut through the cast. "Broken bones suck, but they heal."

Harry nodded, not sure of what to say. He didn't like people he didn't know, something that made people think he was intimidating. 

"Alright." James took the cast off. "Put your arm like this." He demonstrated putting a board under the X-Ray with stickers so they'd know what was on the x-rays.

"All done." He called after the third one.

"Thanks." Y/N said, taking the boards to go process them. "Owe you one."

"Please." James snorted. "After all you did for me, I could never repay you."

"What are friends for?"

"Exactly." He winked, walking the opposite direction as them. "See you around Y/N."

"Thanks again." She called back, slipping the x-rays in the machine.

"How's it feeling?" She asked him.

"Good." He flexed his hand. "It's just stiff right now."

"That's a good sign." She pulled the processed x-rays out.

She placed them on the view box, eyes darting back and forth on it.

"Verdict?" He asked, leaning back on his hands on the bed he sat on. It felt normal albeit a little stiff.

"Looks good." She turned towards him, holding out her hand. He instantly gave it to her. "It's almost completely healed. Would you mind if I wrapped it, you can just cut it off for your shoot?" She asked, biting her lip as she put pressure on different parts of his arm.

"Not at all." He moved their hands so their fingers overlapped. "Thank you for everything."

She smiled,"No problem at all."

His other hand grabbed her hip, pulling her closer still. "I don't know how I'll ever repay you."

"I'm sure you can think of something." She grinned cheekily.

He grinned, pushed his head up and pressed his lips to hers. They were soft against his, moving as soft as his were. It was short. He was smiling too wide to kiss her properly. He pressed his smile against her lips once and then twice more before pulling back.

His eyes fluttered open taking in the sight before him. Her eyes still closed and the freckles on her nose were so close he could see their individual shapes. His heart was hammering loudly in his chest. He wondered if she could hear it.

"Look at that." Her eyes fluttered open and she grinned at him. "You did think of something."

"I don't know." He grinned back, nudging her cheek with his nose, making her head fall back a little. "I feel like I can do better."

"Oh yeah?" She arched an eyebrow.

"Definitely." He untangled their fingers, using the hand to grab on to her face instead. "I'm too happy to kiss you properly right now."

She let out a laugh, her hand if her other hand coming to wrap itself around his neck. She was practically in his lap now, standing between his legs and leaning on him.

He kissed her again. Deeper and longer. Stopping once again when his smile became too overwhelming. He wrapped both of his arms around her, hugging her to him instead. He dropped a kiss on her shoulder. He never wanted to move.

"I really like you." He told her.

"Good." She mumbled back. "Cause I really like you too."

Harry couldn't help but smile again. "You're making me turn into a sap."

"I'm not sorry."

He laughed, burying his face into her neck. She smelled so good.

"I've got to go." She said, not moving.

"When's your shift over?" He asked, also not moving.

"6 hours." She placed her hands on his shoulders, leaning back still wrapped in his arms. "And then I've got all weekend."

"Good." He kissed her jaw. "You deserve it."

"Have fun at work tomorrow." She leaned in to kiss him this time. It was unfair how good she was at everything.

"I won't." He grinned. "I'll be counting down the hours until Sunday."

"Come on Saturday." She told him. "Spend the night, I don't like sleeping without you."

"Me neither." His arms dropped and she stepped back. She grabbed some tape and started wrapping his arm. He watched her. She was concentrating, her forehead furrowed and her lip in between her teeth. She was going to be the death of him.

"All good." She placed the tape back, giving him her hands to help pull her up.

"I'll see you Saturday?" She asked as Harry leaned down to kiss her one more time.

"Can't keep me away." He placed one last kiss on her forehead. "Bye Angel."

"Bye Harry." She grinned at him as she walked out the door. "I trust you know your way out by now?"

"Sadly." He pouted at her. "Or you would have to walk me out."

She laughed, flashing him a smile over shoulder as she walked down the hall. He smiled back, feeling a little winded now. Did that really just happen? He touched his lips with his fingers. He could still feel her lips on his. Yeah, he grinned, it had.

[raconteur-multiverse]

Twisted Wonderland 🇯🇵 event summaries "Port Festival" Part 01

•In Savanaclaw dorm, Ruggie just came back from Vice dorm meeting. Jack was waiting for him in Savanaclaw lounge, offer him to take a lunch time in Sage Town.

•When both of them walk to courtyard, they saw Grim and MC. Jack ask both them if they want to join them to Sage Town for lunch. Grim and MC accept their offer by hop on bus.

•Everything in Sage Town Port crane was filled with decorative of summer and spring seasons. It same similar view of Disneyland Tokyo Sea. There's a random restaurant, cafe, and more.

•This is first time MC and Grim came here, Jack explain about this Sage Town Port. "This crane port is located southwest of Sage's Island. There is also a port on the east side of the island,That one is mainly for passenger ships, and this one is for cargo ships. It used to be a pretty big port. It seems that many large cargo ships were moored there."

•Ruggie says The restaurant where Jack worked part-time was doing well in a place like this. Seems Jack already have own experience on part time job too.

•Suddenly, Rook and Floyd appear. Rook told them that he also wanna have some lunch in this place too. What a coincidence meeting he said. Unfortunately Floyd isn't good mood.

•Floyd feel annoyed that the restaurant hasn't open yet in lunch time. Jack says he knows this manager of this owner restaurant, the manager always fall asleep.

•When Jack knock the door, the manager awake and open the door. The manager did apologize and saying he's not feeling well.

•The manager says it also holiday for Port Festival, Rook explain about this event. " 'Port Fest' is a festival that is held every year around this time to commemorate the construction of a port in this area.The event has been going on for decades, but I've heard that the number of visitors is on the decline."

•Because there's no full tourist, all stores tax is getting high. The manager is being chosen as the leader of this event, sadly he doesn't have a time to check all restaurants due this event.

•Ruggie suddenly got an idea, he told them and MC to return to NRC. For the sake Ruggie can't old his empty stomach. But Jack and Grim already have a bad feeling about Ruggie's plan.

•Meanwhile in Cafeteria place, Jack is curious what is Ruggie's plan. Ruggie says just wait a moment until the bell rings and headmasters is call all NRC students gather in Lecture Hall right away.

•Just Jack expected, Ruggie is quest permission to the headmaster help. Crowley tell all students. Crowley announcement that all NRC students join this participate event Port Festival.

•Everyone is surprise to hear this news, "This morning, I received a direct request for cooperation from the Portfest project leader.Instead of going to the Royal Sword Academy, please come to our school. No~ You have eyes to see~!" Crowley says when he chat with The manager.

•Well, few of students isn't like this plan since the headmaster want each students will prepare food stands and other stuff. And there's Azul. When someone's says "Business", Azul is already hype up for Madol/Money.

•Azul would love to cooperate this event and will help on lead the food stands. In Azul's mind, "Nfufu... Throughly research the dishes that sell well at food stands at festivals, and make a lot of money with small profits." Cha-ching.

•There is one thing important, they need to make 3 groups. Responsible on prepare equipment, food stands ingredients, and performance.

•After everyone already make own group, Crowley will be executive committee of this festival. He said he choose Jack, Ruggie, Floyd, and Rook as part Port Festival 'special' group.

•MC and Grim will be recorder of this event. For reasons, since MC hold the ghost camera, it's a good time use it to take a picture moment of this event of NRC held Port Festival.

•Hours later, MC, Grim, Jack,Ruggie, Floyd, and Rook going back to Sage Town Port crane again by ride on bus. In there, they're going to "Whistle Park", where all ships and boats in parking harbor place. Also special plaza harbor.

•There also a famous ships called "Golden Straw", one and only big boat among other boats in this harbor. One of symbolic of Sage Town Port crane.

•The boys, and Grim start to cleaning the boat while MC is recording it. Grim and Floyd suddenly swipe the boat's rim too fast since they're already feel bored.

•The Headmaster came to them and asking to change their clothes with sailor uniform. Crowley tell the boys that the four of them will lead musical on the Golden Straw boat for parade sails.

•One by one testing own instruments. Unfortunately for Jack and Ruggie isn't well on playing these instruments. While Floyd and Rook did well play own music.

•Jack is still frustrated and want to practice more on playing the flute since he's the leader of the group. Leona spotted him when Jack in Garden. Leona advice Jack to be not reckless just because Jack wanted revenge to show them that he can do it in anger mood.

•To clear his mind and waiting for others return to the boat deck, Jack is continuing clean the boat again. Still remember Leona's advice about being 'captain sailor' for this festival.

•After few hours, He, Ruggie, Floyd, and Rook, along MC and Grim decided to check other groups for preparation of this event.

•Cater, Epel, and Idia is prepared a photo booth. Idia wanted to photo booth of famous people, as for Cater to photo booth of "trending" photo. It same like when we want to sell aesthetic pictures for our journal decoration.

[annathesillyfriend]

Anna's August Fic Recs

Welcome to my August fic recommendations masterpost!! This has been quite a busy month for me but I'm holding onto last weeks of freedom. I am trying to read as much before uni starts and I had a pleasure of reading some brilliant fics this month. I am so excited to share them with you all! I hope your summer is going amazing and to those, who have just started classes - good luck!

To all the writers - I love you and I appreciate you so much!

To all the readers - please, share the fics you read and love. The reblog really makes the change! It’s the least we can do to show our gratitude.

HOLLAND & Co.

✨ Tom Holland

revenges is sweet by @t-lostinworlds

series, social media au, college!au, football player!tom, fake dating, idiots to lovers, all of our fave tropes, i am invested in this series more than i am in my own life, it's just that good

sunkissed by @duskholland

one-shot, 18+, surfer!tom x lifeguard!tom, exes to lovers, h's great mind at its finest 👏

souvenirs of the heart by @veryholland

one-shot, brought me to tears no joke, such a beutiful story, mila did such an amazing job!!

heartbreak girl by @lauras-collection

one-shot, 18+, lead singer!tom, based on 5SOS song, this is so goooood 😫😫 this story lives in my heart rent free right nextdoor to laura!!

act 1: scene 5 and 6 by @youandtom

one-shot, best friends to lovers, helping tom with learning lines, i loved this very much!

happier than ever by @vendettaparker

one-shot, tom being the great lad he is comes to save an awful date and we stan

the trial of the eldest holland by @reawritesthings

one-shot, ex!tom, welcome to the angst town! this is so deeply heartbreaking but so beautifully written!

lucky to be in love by @hollandsvogue

one-shot, rose is going staright for my silly little heart :')

slide in by @uglypastels

one-shot, frat!tom, i fall in love with this story time and time again

white winged dove by @muhollands

one-shot, 18+, conuntry!tom, insert country boy i love you vine here (also, i'd like to take this moment to kindly invite you all to go through d's whole masterlist cause it's brilliant. this mj blurb has sent me straight to hell but it's so worth it)

abide by @hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, mob!au, tom x reader x harrison, this made me feel some type of way 👁👄👁

getting ahead of ourselves by @/hazofmyheart

one-shot, 18+, college! lacrosse player!tom holland x tutor!reader, this is soft, this is cute, this is hot, this is everything! 12/10 would recommend

✨ Harrison Osterfield

little lune by @dovenymph

one-shot, celebrating your birthday with haz, made me want a refund for my birthday cause it's so lovely 🥺🥺

it will come back by @greenorangevioletgrass

one-shot, part of the rich kid!au series, 18+, richkid!haz x richkid!reader x actor!tom, there are no words in any language that would let me express how much i love ava and this au

✨ Harry Holland

wild side by @softholand

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, that trope was made to be written about mister harry holland, i swear

lost in your light by @spider-barnes

one-shot, 18+, best friends to lovers, bloody lovely 💛

falling in love at a coffee shop by @/spider-barnes

one-shot, college!au, oh to fall in love with harry holland at a coffee shop 😫

hope is frightening thing by @peterplanet

one-shot, writer!reader x first da!harry, her book gets a film adaptation and harry is being is wonderful self 🥰

my forever by @unsaidholland

blurb, talking about your future with him, it's just 🥰🥰

circles by @farfromharry

one-shot, rich kid!au, enemies to lovers, so wonderful!

MARVEL

🎂 Suz's birthday fics

this total babe @samwilsons-pillowpecs gave us four beautiful gift on her birthday! we adore you, lovely 🥰 these stories are all wonderful anddeserve their own category 💛

you're the glitter in the dark

one-shot, 18+, mob!bucky

if i could touch you...

one-shot, 18+, boxer!steve

love you in a thousand ways

one-shot, 18+, ceo!sam

miss your kiss

one-shot, 18+, biker!thor

🎂@rodrikstark ’s 1.5k follower celebration!

collecion of headcanons with our favourite marvel boys as well as some other characters, i bloody love them all but my numer one has got to be joaquin teaching you spanish 😌

✨ Sam Wilson

book smart by @indyluckycharlie

one-shot, librarian!sam x PhD student!reader, such a warm and comfy little story by my dearest cate who i love very much 😌

he we go again by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, idiots in love 🥰🥰

adventures in babysitting captain america and winter solider by @princessmisery666

one-shot, reader takes the boys to disneyland and it's just so amazing!

stay awhile by @lacapucharoja

one-shot, black!reader, a saturday morning with sam 😌😌

slow motion by @ambrosiase

one-shot, 18+, sam in baggy grey sweatpants and no underwear, need i say more?

✨ Steve Rogers

bullies, bullied by @anika-ann

one-shot, my main babe is blessing us with protective steve and i love her 🥰

there's a peace in dreaming by @babycap

one-shot, i don't have the words to tell you how stunning this story is, please go read it

✨ Bucky Barnes

timer by @xbuchananbarnes

series, soulmate!au based on the movie TiMER (2009). i could go on and on about how incredible that series is but with dani it's a given, sooo 🤷‍♀️

the kids will be alright by @imaginationintowords

series, social media au, lawyer!bucky x interior designer!reader, single dad!bucky, single mom!reader raising their kid together as friends, also reader x clark kent. honestly this is one of my fave social media aus of all time. and it's got a sequel is coming!!

quick fix by @ocean-bucky

one-shot, tfatws!bucky x ofc, vidra is the queen of ofc's, you simply can't not love her characters!

grant (part 2) by @coffeecatsandsarcasm

two-shot, bucky's in a relationship with a single mom with a little boy, it's so soft, i love this little family!

before sunset, i fell by @buckysbiota

one-shot, modern!au, when i get drunk i get myself cake, when reader got drunk, she got herself a husband. a very fine husband 😏

alcohol you later by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, is it the 4th of dani's fics on this list? yes, she's just that powerful

three flags up by @starbuckie

one-shot, 18+, campcounselor!bucky x campcounselor!reader, best friends to lovers, buck being a cute little puppy in love and i adore him very much

and he kissed me right there by @sunmoonandbucky

one-shot, veteran!bucky, age gap, this is so full of feelings and it's gonna steal your heart!

lost and found by @sunshinebuckybarnes

two-shot, neighbour!bucky, alpine being the matchmaker of the year and we love that for her

hazy dreams and good mornings by @angrythingstarlight

one-shot, 18+, firefighter!bucky, i think that's enough encouragement to read this gem 😏

✨ Joaquin Torres

red by @remmysbounty

one-shot, a truly exceptional story!!

hold my words, keep us together by @/xbuchananbarnes

one-shot, soulmate!au, just simply stunning!

✨Peter Parker

love lies by @rosyparkers

series, social media au, y/n is silk but peter doesn't know it, peter is spiderman but y/n doesn't know it, sarah is the brightest star in the universe and everyone knows it

sunset lovers by @duskholland

one-shot, college! au, soulmate!au where what your soulmate writes on their skin, appears on yours. i don't think i have to tell you that eveything written by h, my beloved is pure gold. the softest thing!

always waiting (for you to come home) by @peterbenjiparker

one-shot, reader comes to peter cause she needs him to patch her up after patrol, it's so funny and sweet and i just love it so much, m is the bestest!!

perfectly a little late by @/t-lostinworlds

one-shot, college!au, reader forgets about peter's birthday. or does she 👀 please, give a round of applause for this wonderful writer who's been feeding us so well this month 👏👏

this fic by @peeterparkr

one-shot, last kiss with peter :') nancy knows all the most beautiful ways to break someone's heart

the plan by @spideyyeet

series, aveneger!reader, reader likes peter, peter likes mj, mysterio shows up, lots of angsty things happen. it's so bloody good, my mates, go read it!!

burning red by @spideyspeaches

one-shot, avenger!reader who who describes people's personalities as colors, it's just a stunning story with wonderful writing and i love it!!

this fic by @mcumendes

blurb, peter brings y/n flowers and is very very adorable!!

kiss me more by @celestialholland

one-shot, first make out with peter and i'm just 😫😫 in love

the reveal by @cloudybarnes

one-shot, best friends!reader where she finds out about him being spiderman, so lovely!!

always by @ptersmj

one-shot, an absolutely adorable best friends to lovers moment

red-handed by @/vendettaparker

one-shot, stark!reader, morgan interrupts y/n and peter's alone time 😏😂

OTHERS

✨ Spencer Reid

as told by flowers by @reidingmelodies

one-shot, story about the progress of the relationship with spencer told by flowers (duh 😂), it's just wonderful!!

✨ Frank Adler

thnks fr th mmrs by @wiypt-writes

one-shot, 18+, reader goes to frank the night before his wedding, i love this with everything i have

will you hold on my love by @writerwrites

one-shot, don't come anywhere near this piece without tissues!!

✨ Ransom Drysdale

undercover boss by @chase-your-dreams-away

series, reader's working at drysdales' company and hooks up with ransom not knowing who he is. this series is so bloody good! i love the reader in here so much!!

a/n: if you catch some kind of mistake or if you see that i miscredited someone - please let me know so i can change that!

[standbyu-03]

Friends or lovers ?

Pairing : Timotheé Chalamet x reader

Warning : fluff and a little bit of curse words

Summary : Today is your birthday so you’re the one in charge. Taking your friends to Disneyland, you maybe consider the definition of your relationship with Timmy : friends or lovers ?

A/N : Yesterday was my birthday, and I came up with this idea - a way to celebrate my special day - sweet thing.

There's an another way to spend this day - dark way ( coming soon ) . So what do you choose for your birthday, with whom and which way. Let me know.

MASTERLIST

Pic is mine

It’s your birthday so you decided to go out with your friends ( Timmy, your best friend Grace and her boyfriend Johnny ) to celebrate.

You’re the one in charge today so you took them to Disneyland Paris - ‘cause you love amusement parks.

You guys just arrived there.

“ I think you’re the one who has a birthday. Why you’re so happy, Timmy ?”

He couldn’t stop himself from laughing “I don’t know. I guess I'm just too excited.”

“Silly, Timmy.” You wrapped your hand around his neck and you guys walked toward the entrance just like the best buddies ever.

4 of you spent almost all of the morning just waiting and waiting because the line is too long, so you only could play 2 games.

Btw you all starved, Timmy decided to choose a random place to get lunch - which he insisted paid for you all ‘cause it’s your birthday.

In the afternoon, Grace felt a little bit tired and told you and Tim to continue the journey when she rested in the drink shop with Johnny.

“Alright, take a break, honey.” Then you glanced to Johnny “Take care of her, ok.”

“Sure, it’s my job.” He answered.

So you and Tim continued to find a new place to play a game, do something fun.

He said “I think Grace will be alright. Btw, Johnny looked like he will be dying if he can’t have any privacy with her. They tried to make out every chance they have. Haha”

You laughed “ As long as she feels happy with him. Then everything will be fine.”

At the same time, you thought

I want sth like them - a sweet couple thing. Huh, just like it’s not the right time for me to meet someone.

Suddenly Tim shouted, “We should play this game”. Then he pointed to the roller-coaster - which had full of screaming over there.

“No, no.” You shook your head. “I’m afraid of height. And I think it will take 5’ to finish this game. At that time, I’m definitely dead.”

“Common. It’s just 5 mins.” He made the puppy eyes and rubbed his head to your shoulder.

It’s always working. But y/n think Tim doesn’t know that.

“Fine. Just this time.”

“Yay. Thanks, y/n.” Then he kissed your cheek and jumped up because of happy.

Oh my god don’t do that Tim. You don’t know that action could affect me so much.

You and he went to that big roller-coaster. When you reached there, all you could think is “F, it’s so highhhhh.”

But you gave him your words and you thought maybe you could try this time.

Sitting in your seat, you’re getting nervous. Tim knew that so he wrapped his hand around yours, and said “Chill, y/n. I’m right here.”

You took a deep breath and the game began.

Actually, it’s quite fun.

When you came at the highest of the roller coaster, everyone yelled and shouted very loud. Then you heard Tim said sth to you, and smiled.

Oh, he said “I love you” ? Did I hear it wrong ?

It can’t be true.

The game was over. You guys left the seat quickly.

You remained silent all the way down. But Timmy, he’s so happy ‘cause he’s able to play his favorite game.

Then he noticed you didn’t say anything. He asked, “Are you tired ?”

You startled “No, I’m fine.”

“No, you’re not. Is it because you felt scared up there ?… I’m sorry for forcing you.”

You shook your head “ No, no. It’s fun after all.”

“Then why you’re looking so upset ?”

You babbled “ Because… You said sth up there. I’m so confused.”

Timothee waited for you to finish your sentence.

“I…heard that. You said you love me…Do you have a thing with me ?…. Sorry, I think I misunderstood sth.” You kept your head down ‘cause you couldn’t look at his eyes right now.

He softly comforted you “No. You’re not.” Then he lifted your head up, Tim looked deeply into your eyes.

He paused for a minute and continued “I said that…I love you, y/n. I’m in love with you for a long time. But every time we hang out, you always say that I’m just a best buddy, BFF, or sth…When we played that game, I saw you’re so happy, you’re smiling and so damn beautiful. So I couldn’t stop myself, I just spitted it out.”

You pulled him over and hugged him. You rubbed his hair.

“So… you’re not mad with me ?” He asked

“Of course not.”

He sighed in relief.

Then, you pinched him sharply on his waist.

“Ouch, y/n. I thought you’re not mad with me.”

“Yeah. I am not. But how can you confess your feeling with me up there? You can’t be bold enough to tell me face-to-face.” You giggled

Tim cupped your cheeks then laid a soft kiss on your mouth.

“Sorry, honey. I’m such a coward, right ?”

“Yeah, maybe.” You said

Then you laid a quick kiss in return “But you’re always my Tim.”

“So… we’re lovers, right ?”

You gave him another kiss “Uh huh. Lovers…”

He broke apart and said “I’m not letting you tell anyone we’re just friends anymore. Remember that.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from laughing.

“Noted that.”

Then he gave you long long kisss. Tim bit your lips, he left a husky sound. Then shoved his tongue to your mouth and sought for yours. Your tongues met.

I can’t breathe. It’s amazinggggg.

He paused to inhale some air then went back to his job. Timmy kissed you hungry, passionately. You left a sinful moan.

You heard someone yelled “Get a room, pls. There’re kids here. For god’s sake.”

You both laughed out loud and our heads restrained on each other.

“Now I’m the one in change, babe. Happy birthday, y/n.” He left a quick kiss, then hold your hand, guided u to the next destination of your journey.

Oh. I’m going to thank Grace for being tired today.