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warping-realities · 2 months ago

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Found Family

The sun was pouring through the dusty window of an old SUV, driven by a beautifull woman in his late thirties. But that light didn’t seem to warm the sour expressions of a couple of boys sitting in the car. The reason for their attitude was right outside the window, in the beautiful coastal town they’d just moved to. After a long and messy divorce, Amanda Sullivan (formerly Williams), the boys’ mom, decided it was time for a fresh start. Being an amazing cook, she chose to move to the picturesque beach town of Santa Maria, where she spent most of her childhood vacations, and open a restaurant there, bringing her kids, Robert and Benjamin, along for the ride. The two weren’t exactly stoked about the whole moving thing. They were in their senior year of high school. Robert, older than his brother by about ten months, had tons of friends and a sort-of girlfriend. Ben, on the other hand, had a tougher time at school and had never dated, which might make someone think he’d be more open to changes, but in reality, it was the opposite; he was even more pissed than his brother because it meant leaving their dad behind. He was always closer to his father than his brother. Amanda's second pregnancy, a few months after the previous one, was complicated and the boy was born prematurely. He remained small for his age, and his father was always his protector. At least he could count on having his brother in the same class to help him. That oddity made his classmates call them twins and the nickname stuck. Everyone called them that, except for their father, who always seemed to have a slight preference for his youngest son. A father who was distant and absent, but still their dad, and he knew the distance would only make things worse.

“Come on, boys, I know you’re bummed, but I promise you’re gonna love it here. I had a blast when I was a kid and loved it even more when I came back to find our new home and the best spot for the restaurant. By the way, this is the first thing I wanna show you: the restaurant space is right over there, close to the beach.” A smiling Amanda said, looking at her two grumpy kids, who got out of the car and followed their mom to an alley near the beach, filled with little shops. The restaurant that their mom had worked so hard to open was situated between an ice cream shop and a surf store.

“So, the place is perfect, right?” She asked in an excited voice toward her kids, who stared back at her with little enthusiasm. “You guys could at least pretend to be happy for me.”

“They won’t need to pretend for long, I’m sure they’ll feel at home in no time.” Said a cheerful male voice. The three members of the small family turned toward that voice and were faced with a handsome guy. He was sitting in front of the surf shop, with a surfboard beside him, in his 40s, with the sculpted physique of a hard-working man, long blonde hair, and a bright smile, radiating the energy of a guy who, despite his age, was still living life to the fullest. “Guys, this is Sean Hale, he’s been a great friend, helped me a lot with everything around here.”

“Happy to help, Amanda, it wasn’t long ago that Ollie and I were in the same boat, and we would’ve loved to have some friendly faces around. Speaking of which, here comes the devil. The boys and their mom turned in the direction Sean was pointing and saw what looked like a younger version of him, in the late teen years. The kid, Olliver, had the same blond hair, an enviable physique, and a youthful vibe.

“Hey, Dad! Mrs. Sullivan! Great to see you again, and I see you finally brought the twins with you. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, guys. I know you’re not super hyped about the move, but Santa Maria is a magical place.” The two boys exchanged furtive glances, how the hell did this random dude know so much about them? Quickly, those looks turned angrily toward their mom, as if Amanda had been trash-talking them to her new friends. More pissed off than his brother, Benjamin spoke the first words of his day, although far from friendly.

“Fantastic, Mom, not only did you drag us to the other side of the country, but you also share our private stuff with the first people you meet.” He turned back toward the car, not even glancing at Sean and completely ignoring Olliver’s outstretched arm in a failed attempt at a high-five that was awkwardly met by a shy Robert.

“Hey, um, Ollie? Sorry about Ben’s behavior; just because we didn’t wanna move doesn’t mean we have to be rude to those who welcomed us so nicely. Also, I apologize to you for my brother’s attitude, Mr. Hale.”

“You can call me Sean, Robert, that’s what everyone calls me. And I get it; all this change can be a shock. It’s a shame Benjamin stormed off like that; I would’ve loved to explain to him that I’m not a complete stranger, actually, your mom and I have known each other for many years here on this beach, when we were younger than you guys are now. And we’ve crossed paths again over several summers until she never came back.”

“I had college on the other side of the country to attend, then there was the wedding and the kids, and my ex-husband hates the beach... but the truth is, when everything changed, I ended up being drawn back here, it was almost like a magnet pulling me back to Santa Maria.”

“I get you; when my wife passed away last year, I felt the same. I sold everything I had, moved here with Olliver, and opened the surf shop. I’ve always been passionate about the waves and have been bringing Ollie every summer to teach him how to surf, so it felt natural to open the shop and teach the sport to the tourist kids.”

“You surf, dude?” Olliver asked Robert.

“I can barely swim, Olliver.”

“You can call me Ollie or bro; our parents are old friends, we don’t need formalities. And about not knowing how to swim, let me help you; in no time, you’ll be owning the waves, and trust me, girls love a surfer, even if it is useless to me”

“Um, I’ll think about it, Olliver.”

“No thinking, and call me bro, bro. Let me show you our boards; I bet you’ll wanna grab one and jump in the water as soon as you see them.” Olliver said, dragging Robert inside the shop.

“Ollie, since you’re going in, ask Harry to come here; I’ll need his help unloading Mandy’s stuff.”

“Yeap.” Responded his son, already inside the shop.

“Sean, there’s no need for that; we can handle it ourselves.”

“I know that; from what I gathered, you’ve been managing on your own for a long time, even before the marriage ended, Mandy. But it doesn’t have to be like that; I’m here for you guys.”

“That’s really kind of you, Sean, and I can’t deny the truth in your words, it’s been so tough. Rob is upset, but that should pass soon, but Ben... Ben is different; he still misses his dad a lot, my ex was his idol, so being left behind... he’s really mad, and how does he deal with that? He refuses to admit his dad’s abandonment, so he chose to take that anger out on everyone else, including me.”

“That’ll pass, believe me; if you want, I can try to help, or maybe Ollie; the age proximity might make things easier.”

“Would you do that?”

“Sure, I’ll ask him to drop by your house tonight, if you don’t mind.”

“Of course, I don’t mind; I’m really grateful.”

“You don’t need to thank me; it’ll be a great pleasure.” Sean concluded with a radiant smile.

…..

“This is the last one, Mrs. Sullivan.” Said a huge black young man, with a contagious smile, as he dropped the last box at Amanda’s new house. This was Harrison, Sean’s surf shop employee. A young man with massive muscles but an easy laugh and a laid-back vibe, evidenced by his head full of dreadlocks. It was a big shock to discover that a guy that big was only nineteen, having just graduated a few months ago with Olliver. But despite his size, the kid was so friendly and cheerful, exuding so much happiness that even Ben let his guard down a bit when he met him at the beach.

Speaking of Ben, Harry, as he preferred to be called, turned to him. “You’re a senior, Ben? So you’ll be classmates with my brother Micky; I think you guys could hit it off. You both give off the same vibe.”

“Um, thanks.” Ben replied, at least acknowledging it, before heading inside the house.

“I wonder what that vibe would be. Crybaby teen?” commented a much friendlier Robert, who quickly hit it off with Harry and Olliver and started to think that maybe this whole moving thing wasn’t so bad after all.

“I’d say more like a future family killer.” Harry replied, smiling, giving Rob a high-five.

The end of the day didn’t have any other significant events, being filled with the work of organize the house, which was already furnished. Thanks to the chores, even Benjamin loosened up a bit and started chatting, still a bit grumpy, with his mom, while Robert seemed like a different person, chatting excitedly at dinner about thinking over Ollie’s offer to learn to surf.

“You’re a terrible swimmer, Rob; just because you wish for something doesn’t mean you’ll get it, bro!” Ben commented with the first smile of the day.

“I think you’d be surprised at the power a wish has.” Someone said at the dining room door. Standing there was Olliver Hale in all his golden glory.

“Sorry to interrupt, but the door was open, Mrs. Sullivan. My dad asked to see if you needed help with anything.”

“Ollie, sweetheart, don’t worry, you’re very welcome; we’ve got everything sorted. Since you were so kind to come here, would you like to have dinner with us? Tonight I made my famous bolognese lasagna. Since I’ll be serving lighter dishes at the beach, if I were you, I wouldn’t miss out.”

“Oh, I certainly wouldn’t, excuse me.” Said the kid sitting next to Benjamin, who then stood up and stormed out, irritated, without saying a word.

“A tough crowd.” Olliver joked.

“What do you mean by that?” Robert asked.

“My dad asked me to come here and try to befriend you guys to make things easier for both of you. But from what I can see, Benjamin isn’t interested.”

“He’ll get over it; it’s just that things have been intense the last few months.”

“I get it, bro. And until then, I can dedicate all my time to you. Speaking of which, stop by the shop tomorrow after school for your first surf lesson.”

“Hey, I said I’d think about it, Ollie.”

“And I said don’t think. So, no arguments, surf lesson tomorrow afternoon. Wow, this is the best food I’ve ever had, Mrs. Sullivan; trust me, I’ll be spending a lot of time here. A new bro and food like this, I’ll be calling your place home soon.”

…..

Ben woke up with a bitter taste in his mouth after his impromptu exit from the dining room the night before; he locked himself in his room, kicked the bed, lay down, and cried himself to sleep, mad about his situation, missing his dad, and also embarrassed about his attitude toward Olliver. He and his dad seemed like cool guys, but they represented everything he hated most at that moment. Still, he would have to apologize to them for his behavior.

After a quick shower, he got ready for school and headed down to the kitchen for breakfast. And to his surprise, he found himself face to face with Olliver, in an animated conversation with Rob. “I can’t wait for my first class, bro. Surfing is so awesome...”

“What’s going on? What are you doing here?” Benjamin abruptly interrupted, suddenly abandoning all thoughts of apologizing.

“Enough, Ben. Ollie stayed up late last night chatting with me, and I invited him to sleep here. We all get that you’re bummed, but that doesn’t mean you have to be rude!”

“Until yesterday, you didn’t want to be here either, and now you’re all happy and making friends; I thought we’d find a way to go back home.”

“Grow up, Benjamin; this is our home now, you said that yesterday, just because you wish for something doesn’t mean it’s gonna happen.”

“Bro, chill. Ben, can I call you that? I understand what you’re going through; when my mom died and my dad decided to move here, I wasn’t happy either, and I’ve known Santa Maria my whole life, but let me tell you, it’s a magical place...”

“Magical place, you’ve told me that already. And look, I’m sorry for my behavior, but... Hey, there’s someone at the window!”

“What?” the other two boys said in unison, turning to the kitchen window, but there was no one there.

“Ben, just apologize and we can move on with our lives.” Rob said to his younger brother.

“But it’s true, there was a black kid standing right there...”

“Alright, the choice is yours, bro.”

“But I...”

“Ollie offered to give us a ride to school; grab your stuff and let’s go; he’ll pick us up when we’re done so we can start surfing lessons.”

“I didn’t agree to that, and besides, I’d rather go to school alone.” Ben replied, leaving without having breakfast.

“A really tough crowd.” Olliver commented, watching the other boy leave the room.

Ben almost regretted refusing Olliver’s ride; it was tough finding his way to school, but he finally made it. The first days of school are always the same boring routine, and Benjamin thought he could count on Rob, but at that moment, he wanted to be as far away from his brother as possible, sitting as far from him as he could. Throughout their lives, they’d always been there for each other. But now Rob was a traitor, selling out for a friendship with a brainless surfer and the promise of learning a sport he had no talent for. And thinking about how much water his brother would have to swallow, with a certain malicious satisfaction, he scanned the rest of the room. To his surprise, sitting right in front of the class, looking at him with an unreadable expression, was the kid he saw at the window during breakfast.

Ben found out the kid’s name was Michael, but he had to wait until the end of class to ask what he was doing at the window in the morning. Which wasn’t an easy task, since the kid seemed to disappear from the world, leaving the classroom as soon as the bell rang. It was only during the period before lunch that he finally got his chance, when he walked into the classroom and saw the kid again and chose to sit next to the classroom door, blocking him from leaving without passing Ben. And that’s exactly what he did; when the kid walked past him without saying anything, Ben pulled him aside, trying to get some answers. But he was caught off guard by the kid’s expression; there was so much fear in his eyes.

“Let me go, please, I promise I’ll stay away, don’t do anything to me, I swear I’ll stop trying to figure it out...”

“Figure out what? What are you talking about?”

“I saw you with them yesterday at the beach. You’re one of them.”

“What do you mean by ‘one of them’? I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“If you’re not one of them yet, you will be soon; you’re too close to them. Now let me go.” The other kid finished, breaking free and running away.

“Michael, come back here, MICHAEL!!! What the hell is going on?”

……

Ben decided to ignore his brother’s text messages, first asking about lunch and then what he was doing after school. He also ignored his mom’s worried messages, opting to walk along the beach in an attempt to figure out what the hell was happening. It wasn’t until Amanda left an angry message saying she was really worried about him and that if he didn’t show up in the next fifteen minutes she’d call the cops, that a reluctant Benjamin called her to say he was heading home.

After a long lecture about her son’s childish behavior, she informed him that she would be staying late at the restaurant preparing things for the opening that would happen that weekend, but that there was food ready and that Rob was already home. With one last motherly plea, she asked Ben to make an effort to at least sort things out with his brother since apparently, that wasn’t going to happen with her anytime soon.

Sighing heavily, Ben entered the living room of the house, and upon doing so, received the biggest shock of his life. Sitting at the table, studying, was Rob, but this wasn’t the same Rob from that morning. Shirtless, with the sun-kissed skin of someone who spends a lot of time outdoors, extra pounds of muscle, and light blonde hair almost golden, anyone would think it was another person, but the face and aura were all Rob, altered, but still him.

“What the hell happened to you, Robert?” Asked a truly desperate Ben upon seeing this totally strange version of his older brother.

“What happened is that I got tired of waiting, bro. If you don’t wanna hang out with me anymore, fine. So, once you grow up and stop acting like a crybaby, you can come talk to me.”

“I... I’m not talking about that, Rob. Your hair, your skin, your muscles, how did this happen?”

“Dude, this is what happens when you go out and live your life. If you had gone surfing today, I would’ve shown you how great it is.”

“But that’s impossible... Rob, there’s no way such a change can happen in a single day.”

“What are you talking about, Ben? Of course, it can’t happen in a day. I’ve been surfing for almost a year now, ever since our parents split and I moved in with Uncle Sean.”

“Uncle Sean? Rob, that doesn’t make sense. Sean isn’t our uncle, and we moved here yesterday. We met him yesterday. None of this makes sense.”

Apparently, Ben didn’t make sense to this different Rob either. Because he stared at Ben with a look that was probably a mirror of what Ben had at that moment. And with a sigh, he finally said, “Alright, Ben, if that’s how you want things, fine. When you’re ready, you can come talk to me, bro. I’m your brother, we are the twins, try to remember. I’ll always be here for you, as long as you don’t push me away like you’re doing now. I’m done studying, I’ll go help Mom with the restaurant stuff. Don’t wait for us, but if you decide to be yourself again, stop by to help; we’ll be really grateful for both decisions.” Concluded Rob, getting up, putting on a shirt, and walking out the door without looking back, leaving a stunned Benjamin standing there with his mouth agape in the middle of the living room.

….

Ben needed answers, more than that, he needed a way to get his brother back to normal so they could get out of there together. Talking to their mom was out of the question; she was probably the first one to be... dominated? Hypnotized? One person popped into his mind. Michael, he knew what was happening and thought Benjamin was part of it. He needed to find Michael and convince him to tell him everything he knew and fast.

The next morning, he woke up before sunrise, after a sleepless night where he had to pretend to be sleeping when his mom came to say goodnight. He hated doing that to her but wasn’t sure if she was infected or not; unlike Rob, she hadn’t shown any significant changes in behavior or appearance, unless you counted her sudden desire to settle in Santa Maria, which, despite his disapproval, was nothing compared to what happened with his brother.

Sneaking out quietly to avoid being seen, he headed to school, praying that Michael hadn’t freaked out enough to decide to skip classes. Apparently, some higher power heard his prayers, as Michael not only showed up for class that day but after a bit of persuasion agreed to talk to Ben. In an empty classroom, Ben started his plea for any kind of answer.

“I swear I’m not infected or zombified or whatever the hell is going on, but they took my brother and maybe my mom too; you’re the only one who seems to know something about what’s going on, so please, help me.”

Michael looked at Ben with unreadable eyes for a few seconds before sighing and speaking. “Okay, let’s say I believe you; what happened to your brother?”

“Long story short. My parents split up last year, after which my mom got it in her head to move us here and open a restaurant by the beach, dragging my brother and me along with her. Something neither of us agreed to. We didn’t even like the beach. Until we arrived here two days ago at least, when Rob started hanging out with Olliver Hale, and since then he’s been acting different, but that’s not the worst part; he seems different and acts like things have always been this way. Calling Olliver’s father ‘Uncle’ and we barely know the guy.” Benjamin replied in one breath, afraid of sounding ridiculous. But Michael just asked another question: “Have you met my brother, Harrison?”

“Harrison? Harry? The surf shop employee? Wait a minute, are you the Micky he was talking about?”

“No one, no one has ever called me that, at least not until a few months ago. So, please, keep calling me Michael. But yeah, that Harry. So let me tell you my story. Although I still don’t have the slightest idea if you have bad intentions...”

“I promise I’m not lying; you saw my brother at the kitchen window yesterday, and don’t deny it, because now I’m sure it was you. Wait until he shows up at school, and you’ll see the difference in him. Believing me is your choice, but you heard my story. I think I’ll lose my mind if I don’t understand what’s going on.”

“Then I’m sorry to disappoint you, because I don’t have the faintest idea of what’s going on. I can only tell you what happened to me. But before I continue, you told me you met Harry. Take a look at this photo here and tell me what you see.” Michael said, handing Benjamin a worn-out photo. It was a picture of two skinny Black boys, both wearing glasses; one of them was clearly Michael, while the other could be some other brother or close relative, as the resemblance was striking.

“Benjamin, you’ve met Harry; now I present to you Harrison. We took this photo together a few months ago; it’s worn out because I keep it with me so often just to make sure I’m not crazy.”

“I don’t get it; this isn’t possible...” There was no way the kid in the photo was the giant Ben knew, even with steroids; there was still the height issue, Harry was at least a foot taller, and the hair, hair like that doesn’t grow overnight, even if it was some kind of wig...

“Think, Benjamin, you just told me about your brother; I’m telling you what happened to mine. I thought finally someone would believe me; you have no idea how many times I’ve tried to show this photo, without success, but no one believes me. It’s not like I have many people to support me; since our parents died, it’s always been Harrison and me, taking care of our grandma. Even so, I thought someone would remember, that someone would look at the photo and help me. All the other photos and videos show Harry, not Harrison; for some reason, only that one remained. But people think I’m trying to pull a prank or something stupid like that.”

“Michael, that’s not possible; no one changes that much...” Ben repeated.

“Your brother hasn’t changed?”

“Yeah, but he’s still... him. Maybe he already gained those muscles and I didn’t notice, and his hair might be dyed, and he could have a fake tan... maybe this is all a huge prank in response to my behavior... and maybe you’re in on it too; yeah, confess, Harry asked you to do this, didn’t he?”

“Don’t try to rationalize, Benjamin; I tried, and it just frustrated me even more; there’s no space for reason in what’s happening. But there’s an easy way for me to prove to you that I’m not messing with you. Tell me, have you seen your brother today?”

“No, that’s impossible; there’s no way this is real. You’re joking; you’re all joking. I get it, I’ve been unbearable the last few days, but doing this to me is bullshit. Stop messing around, Michael, I promise I’ll go home and apologize to my mom and Rob, and then I’ll apologize to Sean and Olliver too.”

“No, don’t do that; they’ll find a way to grab you too; I’ve been feeling that they’re close to getting me; I feel it’s an increasing attraction every time Harry is near me or when I get close to his work; they want you too, and if they took your brother and your mom, they definitely want you.”

“Why? Why us?”

“Because you must have something they care about. Let me finish my story. It all started when the Hales moved here a few months ago. Harrison was almost done with his last year, probably would’ve been the class speaker and would’ve landed a scholarship at a good college. He worried about what would happen to me, being left alone at home with a sick grandma. But I always told him those were opportunities he couldn’t miss. But then the Hales showed up, and Olliver became Harrison’s classmate. And my brother felt attracted to him like a moth to a flame. After that, everything happened so quickly; one moment Harrison was going to college, the next he was kissing Olliver Hale, talking as if he’d known him for years, and finally... finally he was Harry, like you knew him, that mountain of muscles, all smiles and joy, without a care in the world other than surfing, working a mediocre job, dating the owner’s son, and... me, I guess. Harry seems to like me just as much as Harrison liked him, but I... I can’t like him back... I need my brother, not him.”

“Wait a minute, you’re telling me Harry and Olliver are together?”

“Seriously, out of everything I told you, you choose to worry about two dudes being together?”

“No, that’s not it; do you think this... thing... happened to your brother because Olliver was into him? Because Sean seems pretty interested in my mom; on the day we arrived, I watched them from a distance, and he was flirting with her the whole time. Still... I don’t know what to say; I want to believe you because you believed in me, Michael, but this is too much.”

“Do you know where your brother’s locker is, Benjamin? Let’s go there.” Concluded Michael as Ben nodded.

There were still a few minutes until the bell, but standing in front of Rob’s locker was a big blonde kid with his back turned to the two approaching. When he turned around, Benjamin was even more surprised than the night before. It was Rob, but not really. This Rob looked way more like Olliver Hale’s younger brother than Benjamin’s brother.

“Good morning, bro, good morning, Micky. So good to see you guys getting along; if I’d bet with Harry, I would’ve lost!”

“R-Rob?”

“Sorry, bro, but I gotta head to football practice. Mom and Dad will be stoked to know you’re making an effort just like Harry, Micky, as long as you guys aren’t up to anything! See you at lunch, Ben?”

“I don’t...”

“No, no, bro, we’re having lunch the three of us, and after school, I wanna see you two at the shop. Mom and Dad had to leave town and won’t be back until tomorrow, so we can do something just us. I wanna introduce you to someone important, bro. See ya, please don’t leave me hanging.” And he walked towards the classroom, leaving behind two stunned boys. “What the hell was he talking about, about Mom and Dad? Our dad’s not here; he’s on the other side of the country, and they’d never hang out again, not after the divorce.”

“I don’t know, but I bet you’ll figure it out soon. And did you see how he talked to me, like he knew me, and I can assure you I never spoke to him in my life.”

“This whole situation is so complicated... At least we have proof we were telling the truth. Which leaves us with one question: what the hell are we gonna do about this?…” Michael and Benjamin decided to keep as far away from their brothers as possible until they had some idea of what to do; the problem was precisely that: they had no clue what to do. They vaguely discussed the possibility of investigating the surf shop, but that would put them directly in the enemy’s den. There was also the issue that, even if Michael wasn’t affected yet, that didn’t mean the same would happen to Ben, especially with him being so close to the center of everything. The two skipped lunch, and after class ended, Ben ran home, stopping to grab something to eat and locking himself in his room, hoping to avoid any conflict. Unfortunately, as soon as he got home, he found himself face to face with an irritated Rob.

“I don’t know why I was so dumb to think things were getting better, bro. I thought that after our talk yesterday, you’d make an effort to try to adjust, and when I saw you and Micky together, I thought you were finally starting to accept that this is our new reality.”

“Rob, how can’t you see what’s going on? You’ve completely changed!”

“Enough, Ben. I get that you’re bummed because our mom decided to move back in with my dad after all this time. But I want you to remember I was by your side when Ollie decided to move in with our dad because his relationship with your dad was crap. I stuck around for you. I expected the bare minimum of effort from you, just a little gratitude!”

“Rob, let me...”

“No, let me tell you something. My dad may not be your dad, but our mom decided to go back to him for a reason, and yeah, Ollie and I are super happy about it, and I repeat, we understand why you might be feeling bad. Ollie felt the same way when Mom married your dad; I was too young to remember, but I bet I felt the same way too. So, we get it, bro. And I’m sorry, but your dad’s a piece of work; he doesn’t give a damn about you, but my dad is here for you, just like he is for Ollie and me, if you let him.”

Ben was once again stunned by what he heard, to the point of standing there in the middle of the room, speechless, just staring at what should be his brother. “You’ve got nothing to say, Benjamin? Great! Then you can go to your room and lock yourself in there like you’ve been doing for the last few days. I was gonna introduce you to Jessica tonight and then take you to your first beach party, but you don’t deserve any of that.” Not knowing what to do, Benjamin went to his room, sat on the bed, and cried, for his brother, for his mom, but also because that distorted version of Rob was speaking the truth: his dad didn’t give a shit about him. And, most likely, Sean Hale would be a good dad, so maybe... But before he could finish that thought, he was distracted by a noise outside his room. Standing at the window, just like the first time he saw him, was Michael, waving and seemingly asking Ben to meet him outside the house. Benjamin quietly slipped out to meet his new friend.

“What? Why the hell are you here? You could’ve sent me a message.”

“I did! I sent several messages; when you didn’t reply, I decided to come find you. Sean’s out…”

“Yeah, I know, and apparently now he and my mom are the parents of Rob and Ollie. That’s what Rob was talking about this morning when he said Mom and Dad were leaving for a day. Dude, this is so fucked up. I lost my brother!”

“I know, I’ve had that same thought for months. Look, Harry asked me to go to some kind of party on the other side of the beach; Olliver and your brother are going too. With Sean out, this is our chance to at least check out the surf shop; it’s a long shot, but…”

“But it’s all we’ve got. And besides, I don’t know how much longer I can take this; I was about to give up when you showed up.”

“I know, I almost agreed to hang out with Harry when he hugged me. Dude, I just want my brother back.”

“And what’s worse is that they seem so happy.” Ben said, pointing to Rob leaving the house at that moment, accompanied by a pretty girl, both smiling and radiating total happiness.

“Dude, it looks like his hair grew even more in the last few minutes; this is so…”

“Fucked up, I know. Let’s go.” …

The two boys ran to the beach, with Michael leading Benjamin to the back of Sean Hale’s surf shop.

“How are we gonna get in?”

“I grabbed these keys when Harry hugged me.” Michael said, showing a set of keys with a mischievous grin, the first one Benjamin had seen. As soon as they entered the shop, Benjamin turned to Michael again and asked, “So, what are we looking for? Some kind of device, a spell book, some alien goo?”

“Maybe a bit of common sense?” Interrupted a deep, serious voice. Standing in front of the two, with an irritated expression, was Harry. “Boys, you’ve crossed every imaginable line. Michael, it’s about time we caught up, bro. Benjamin, your brothers are waiting for you in front of the shop so you can settle in too.” He said, holding Michael by the shoulders.

Benjamin took a good look at his friend’s face and, with an apologetic expression, ran out the back door. And he ran, ran until his legs hurt so much he forced himself to stop, collapsing in the sand and crying for the second time that day. And that’s how he stayed for hours until he fell asleep in the sand.

It was late evening when he was awakened by a deep voice. “Finally I found you. Hey, bro, what are you doing here? I know things aren’t great, but I thought we were friends; you know you can always count on me, Benji.” Benjamin, wiping the sand from his eyes, found himself facing a muscular black kid who looks... just like his brother.

“Mi-Michael?”

“Micky, dude. Don’t say it like we don’t know each other our whole lives.” Ben didn’t even try to argue this time, too worn out from all the weirdness; he just turned and run again. However, when he arrived at the main street he came face to face with Rob and Ollie waiting for him.

“Thinking about sneaking out again? No way, little bro. We’re going home; Dad wants to talk to you, and I can add that I’ve never seen him like this. Good luck.” Thinking it was better to just get it over with, Benjamin gave up and followed them...

Benjamin stayed quiet during the whole journey, he didn’t wanna argue with anyone; besides, he felt overwhelmed by equally large amounts of shame for ditching the closest thing to a friend he’d made in this town, guilt for what had happened to that person, and anxiety about what would happen to him. All of this was made worse by the fact that this new version of Michael - Micky - was nothing like the Michael Benjamin had known; Micky was cheerful, playful, and outgoing, and genuinely seemed hurt by being ignored by his supposed best friend. It was unbearable how nice he was, to the point that Ben couldn’t help but return the hand touch and the farewell hug offered by him when they finally reached their destination.

“See ya, bro. Chill, everything will be alright.” That was Micky’s farewell phrase. Before Robert turned to Benjamin.

"Benji, I don't know what's happening to you, but I'm really worried, bro. This isn't you, talk to dad and let him help you, little brother. I want my twin back." And then he hugged him, easily wrapping Benjamin's body with his long arms, and as much as he wanted to get away, he felt comfortable in that place. His brother smelled of coconut and salt, but underneath it there was still his own scent, which Benjamin knew so well.

Wiping away the new torrent of tears, he turned around and without looking back entered the house. As he entered the living room he found himself facing Sean Hale, sitting shirtless on the couch with a worried look on his face.

What do these people have against shirts? Was the first thought that crossed Benjamin's mind before he was hit with another feeling: the most intense anger he’d ever felt in his life. Standing in front of him was the guy responsible for the absurd situation he was in. But before he could say or do anything, Sean turned to him: “I think I owe you an explanation. I’m really sorry, Benjamin; it’s all my fault, I didn’t think it was necessary. But apparently, just like your buddy Micky, you have this crazy resistance to change, and for things to go the way they’re supposed to, changes need to be embraced.”

“You know when I’m gonna accept that? Only in your wildest dreams.”

“It’s funny you mention my dreams, Benjamin, because my part in this story actually starts with my dreams. My dreams of a big, happy family. But this story, our story, goes way back. Do you know why this town is called Santa Maria, Benji?”

“Don’t call me that, and I don’t care what this town’s called; I just want my brother and my life back.”

“And you’ll get it if you listen to me. Santa Maria was the name given by Spanish conquistadors to this land in an attempt to assimilate the native peoples into the Catholic faith when this part of the country was still under Mexico’s rule. When they got here, they heard a legend about a local female deity. A woman whose son had been killed and who, in her grief, threw herself off a cliff into one of the caves along the coast. Over time, this cave became a pilgrimage site for native women seeking help with their children. For Catholic preachers, the association with the Virgin Mary was obvious, and so a church in honor of the Mother of God was built on a hill, giving the town its name. The church was destroyed when the region was integrated into the United States. But secretly, over the years, countless generations of mothers sought out the old cave, praying to the virgin or the mother of the legend to intercede for their kids. When you’re a mom and you need divine intervention, the source of that intervention doesn’t matter.”

“I don’t get where this is going...”

“Please, just chill, Benjamin; you’ll understand soon enough. Your mom and I actually met when we were kids on this beach, and we heard all about the old legend together. Our paths diverged; your mom met your dad, and I met Lilly, my late wife, although, at this moment, that story is being rewritten, and soon I’ll forget it, which hurts me so much. But this is the path Lilly set for us. She and I came here every summer for our vacations. The tradition continued after Olliver was born, and the three of us were really happy here. But about a year ago, around the same time your parents started the divorce process, something terrible happened to us. Olliver came out, which wasn’t a problem for us; parents usually know about these things long before their kids, and we’ve always loved him as he is. But not everyone’s like that. One day, those who were supposed to be my son’s friends pulled what they thought was a prank on him, basically a huge act of homophobia. Ollie didn’t take it well, and one thing led to another, in this case, a beating followed by a coma. You have no idea how horrible it is to see your kid lying unconscious, fighting for his life, with doctors saying there’s no chance of survival. It tears you apart inside.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that, Sean, but I still don’t get what the point of all this is...”

“Hang tight, I’ll get to that part. Over the years, my wife also heard about the legend, and in her desperation, she went to the mother’s cave to ask for help. But the legends she heard were wrong; they spoke of blood sacrifices, of one life for another... and in her hopelessness, Lilly jumped into the abyss.”

“Oh my God.”

“Yeah, a terrible, sad decision, I think she decided she couldn’t live without our son... But her sacrifice awakened something, or someone. Santa Maria really is a magical place. And you and I both experienced it. The next morning, Oliver woke up, and within a few days, he was literally brand new, healthier than ever, stronger, taller. And only I seemed to notice. As for Lilly, her body was never found. I thought I’d never set foot on this land again, but a strange feeling in my chest, like a pull, kept bringing me back here. Until I finally gave in and came. The day my shop opened, that pull reached its peak, guiding me to the cave. And inside it, kneeling in prayer, was your mom, asking for help with her kids. So I knew what to do; I approached her and offered the help she needed. At that moment, I didn’t know something like what’s happening now was possible. Of course, not long after, Ollie met Harrison, and suddenly, I had an employee named Harry who was also my son’s boyfriend. Still, when you guys came here, I thought things would just flow naturally. But I realized I was wrong again when I watched the transformation happen with Rob, with a new set of memories about him entering my head, first of him knowing me his whole life and moving in with me right after Amanda’s divorce. Then the memory changed again, Rob and Olliver became my sons with Amanda, as if Lilly had never existed. At the same time this situation infuriated me, it also scared me. I looked for your mom at the same time she was looking for me, and when we were together, we both felt that pull again, so we came to the same conclusion: we should go to the cave.” He sighed and looked at Benjamin, his eyes sympathetic. “Now things get really complicated, Benjamin. When we arrived at the cave, both Amanda and I were overtaken by a force, something much bigger than the two of us. We were invaded by alien memories, of a mother hugging her son and her lover, both dead, in that same cave, and jumping off the cliff. Then, countless mothers kneeling there, begging for their children, the intervals between those visits getting longer and longer. Until the consciousness that was there fell asleep. Then, Lilly... I was forced to witness the prayer and sacrifice of my wife, Benjamin. In her final moments, she didn’t just pray for our son’s life but also for my happiness, so that I could find a family like I always wanted. She shouldn’t have done that; Lilly’s sacrifice gave the entity more power than it had in centuries, and it used it. It found another desperate mother seeking help and put her in my path, ensuring that Lilly’s last wishes were fulfilled. Ollie is happy with the boyfriend he always wanted. Harry never had the courage to come out until he met Ollie and always worried about leaving his brother alone with a sick grandma when going to college. Your mom wanted a stable father for her kids. Rob wanted friends and a girlfriend. Micky wanted a brother he could connect with. And me, I just want a family, a big happy family. So now it’s your turn, what do you want, Benjamin?”

“I want my dad back, my brother, and the life we had.”

“I figured you’d say that. But that’s not possible. The entity can’t grasp the concept of love between a father and son. The father of her son was the one who killed him when he found out about his relationship with another man. She made it very clear to me that I only got what I wanted because it was what was best for your mom and our kids. But understand, Benjamin, the power from Lilly’s sacrifice is running out. That’s why she summoned us to the cave; she doesn’t have much time to fit you in. I’m afraid your dad’s absence in the last few months is a side effect of my wife’s desire. Your mom would’ve liked to be here and tell you all this in person, but she took the first flight back to her old city this morning, trying to track down your dad, and she was successful... Benjamin, I’m sorry, but he doesn’t remember you or your brother; he’s got another family and another life.”

“No, no, you’re lying.”

“Look into my eyes, Benjamin. I’m not lying. I care about what happens to you just like I care about my other kids. Understand, the entity can’t be guided or have its power reversed. At this point, I have two sets of memories in my mind; in one, I’m the father of two boys; in the other, I have three. Your mom is going through the same thing; she’s desperate, Benjamin, please accept what’s being offered to you!

“I don’t know...”

“You want a dad and a mom who love you and are by your side; you want your brother by your side. Even if the flow of events were reversed, it wouldn’t happen the way you want, Benjamin; your dad and mom weren’t happy in their marriage. They were hurting each other, and if you’re honest with yourself, you’ll admit they were hurting you too. So I’m begging you, let me be the dad you so need. I want the set of memories with the three boys to be real. I’ll also be letting go of an important person in my life; Lilly will cease to exist for me, but it’ll be worth it; you’re worth it.”

“I... I...” Unable to respond, Benjamin closed his eyes and just nodded as he felt the tight embrace of strong arms around him...

…..

The sunlight streamed through the kitchen window of a big beach house, lighting up the space and an eighteen-year-old kid busy preparing breakfast for the rest of his family. This kid had golden hair like the sun shining on him and a smile so bright. He seemed carefree, humming a happy tune while setting the breakfast table. Distracted for a moment while making pancakes, he didn’t notice the handsome blonde man standing at the door, watching him with an admiring smile. “Good morning, Benji!” said the man, finally deciding to interrupt the kid.

“Dad, you scared the hell out of me.”

“Watch your language, kid.” replied the dad, still smiling. “It’s just that you remind me so much of your mom when she cooks.” Of his three children, Benji was the most physically similar to him, a little shorter than his brothers and with a more robust build. But his behavior was all Amanda.

“Someone had to learn how to cook since you and none of my brothers can whip up a dish that doesn’t make everyone sick.”

“Oh, the harsh truth. Speaking of your brothers, where are they?”

“Ollie hasn’t woken up yet, and Bobby spent the night with Jessica, so it looks like it’ll just be us for breakfast.”

“Couldn’t ask for better company, son. So, what’s on your plans for today?” said Sean, stacking pancakes and pouring a generous amount of syrup on top.

“Nothing much, Bobby will meet me here so we can go to school together, Micky will meet us on the way. This afternoon we’re gonna surf, and I promised to help Mom with the restaurant tonight.”

“Hey, how come I don’t get a hand at the shop?”

“Because you’ve got an employee and your two other kids to help you with that, and both of them are incapable of frying an egg so that’s up to me. Aaand do I need to remind you I’m already giving surf lessons to the younger kids with Micky?

“Alright, you win. You win.” Sean replied, still smiling.

“I always win, Dad; Mom always says I’ve got your face but her brains, and her brains always beat you.”

“Smart woman. But we’re talking about you, kid. And I just want you to know I love you tons and I’m super proud of you, son. You’re everything a dad could want.”

“I love you too, Dad, and I couldn’t ask for a better one.” Benji replied, finishing his meal in a hurry and getting up from the table.

“What’s the rush?”

“We gotta swing by Micky’s place before school, and you know how he is; he can take longer than Ollie in the morning, and I don’t wanna be late, we have football practice.”

“I get you’ve got a busy day, but stop by the shop before heading to your mom’s restaurant.”

“Sure, see ya later, Dad.”

He said as he ran out of the kitchen. In a few minutes he was back with his backpack on his shoulders and heading out the door to meet his brother who was waiting for him on the sidewalk. He was followed the whole time by the gaze of his father who, upon seeing his sons greet each other with the greeting of the moment, could not resist calling them, making them both turn around.

“Boys!!! Before you go, where’s my hug?” He asked, which was met with all the affection from his sons.

…..

That afternoon, Sean and Amanda were at the beach, watching their three sons running after each other like they were still little kids, the resemblance between them was so strong that anyone looking from the outside might think they were triplets. It was only on closer inspection that an outsider would realize that one of the boys was slightly older than the other two. After Ollie they had longed for a girl, but But what was the surprise for both of them when they discovered that they would be parents of twins? The pregnancy had been complicated and they had gone through some tough times but somehow everything worked out and the boys were now grown men or should have been...

“Looks like these kids are never gonna grow up.” Sean commented to his wife.

“What did you expect? Their dad never grew up.” was Amanda’s cutting reply.

“Ouch! That hurt.”

“Stop whining. You know very well I prefer it this way. I wouldn’t have married you for almost twenty years if I didn’t love that goofy surfer vibe of yours.”

“So, no regrets about not going to college to be with me?”

“You know I don’t regret it; I have everything I could want, a job I love, three wonderful boys, perfect copies of their dad, the love of my life. I’m sure some higher power guided our destiny. And you, aren’t you happy with everything we’ve achieved?”

“I’m the happiest man in the world. And I’m super grateful for everything we’ve got. I think even in other lives I wouldn’t find a better family.”

…………..

One last word

So, this is a revised repost of a story I've always liked but didn’t get much attention around here, maybe 'cause it ain't an erotic story. Anyway, since most of my work is that kind of stuff, I rewrote this one so none of the characters are underage. If you’re older, you probably caught the 'The Lost Boys' vibe in this story, and yeah, that was totally my inspo. That was one of my fave flicks growing up, and being the weirdo I am, I always hoped the vampire boss would win and the kids would join his fam so they could all be happy draining blood on the California coast. My story ended up being way less bloody, of course, but still, it’s kinda how I wished the movie would’ve wrapped up. Judge me if you want!"

#male tf #mind change #reality change

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abisbookcase · 7 months ago

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100+ songs that remind me of kiribaku/bakushima: the ship between eijiro kirishima + katsuki bakugo from my hero academia (anime)

best friend - rex orange county

sunflower - rex orange county

just a friend - jordi

pluto projector - rex orange county

i love you so - the walters

falling for ya - from the "teen beach movie" - grace phipps

line without a hook - ricky montgomery

mr. loverman - ricky montgomery

the only exception - paramore

devil town - cavetown

falling for u - peachy! & mxmtoon

best friend - laufey

let me down slowly - alec benjamin

anxiety - blackbear & FRND

training wheels - melanie martinez

like or like like - miniature tigers

would you be so kind - dodie

i like me better - lauv

nothing - bruno major

paper rings - taylor swift

puppy princess - hot freaks

i wanna be your boyfriend - hot freaks

let's fall in love for the night - FINNEAS

every summertime - NIKI

cloud 9 - beach bunny

wish you were gay - billie eilish

wish you were sober - conan gray

the king - conan gray

sports - beach bunny

say you won't let go - james arthur

fight or flight - conan gray

are you bored yet? - wallows & clairo

heather - conan gray

cruel summer - taylor swift

comfort crowd - conan gray

lemon boy - cavetown

apocalypse - cigarettes after sex

can i call you tonight? - dayglow

this is home - cavetown

everybody talks - neon trees

someone to you - BANNERS

i love you - billie eilish

this side of paradise - coyote theory

mystery of love - sufjan stevens

always forever - cults

silence - marshmello & khalid

safe & sound (taylor's version) - taylor swift, joy williams & john paul white

safe and sound - capital cities

sweet tooth - cavetown

astronomy - conan gray

me and my husband - mitski

my love mine all mine - mitski

as the world caves in - sarah cothran

strawberries & cigarettes - troye sivan

pierre - ryn weaver

eyes closed - ed sheeran

perfect - ed sheeran

photograph - ed sheeran

can't help falling in love - elvis presley

talk to me - cavetown

we fell in love in october - girl in red

hey there delilah - plain white t's

crush culture - conan gray

for him. - troye sivan & allday

make you mine - PUBLIC

loving is easy - rex orange county & benny sings

i hear a symphony - cody fry

daylight - taylor swift

wildest dreams (taylor's version) - taylor swift

juliet - cavetown

this is what falling in love feels like - JVKE

this is what heartbreak feels like - JVKE

what was i made for? - from "barbie" - billie eilish

reflections - the neighbourhood

oh no! - MARINA

cabo - ricky montgomery

partners in crime - set it off & ash costello

it took me by surprise - maria mena

seventeen - MARINA

this december - ricky montgomery

never ever getting rid of me - waitress original broadway cast

guys dont like me - it boys!

deja vu - olivia rodrigo

drivers license - olivia rodrigo

1 step forward, 3 steps back - olivia rodrigo

bad idea right? - olivia rodrigo

teenage dream - olivia rodrigo

meant to be yours - ryan mccartan, barrett wilbert weed & michelle duffy

verbatim - mother mother

lovers rock - TV girl

lover - taylor swift

freaks - surf curse

electric love - BØRNS

sure thing - miguel

ribs - lorde

sofia - clairo

boys will be bugs - cavetown

i wanna be your girlfriend - girl in red

people watching - conan gray

as the world caves in - matt maltese

two birds - regina spektor

i can't handle change - roar

cardigan - taylor swift

pretty boy - the neighbourhood

cigarette daydreams - cage the elephant

history hates lovers - oublaire

numb little bug - em beihold

where's my love - SYML

dark red - steve lacy

heart to heart - mac demarco

chamber of reflection - mac demarco

for the first time - mac demarco

my kind of woman - mac demarco

kids - current joys

christmas kids - roar

10 things i hate about you - leah kate

boyfriend - dove cameron

my blood - twenty one pilots

my blood - ellie goulding

drumming song - florence + the machine

you belong with me (taylor's version) - taylor swift

sparks fly (taylor's version) - taylor swift

enchanted (taylor's version) - taylor swift

i knew you were trouble (taylor's version) - taylor swift

all too well (10 minute version - taylor's version) - taylor swift

don't blame me - taylor swift

gorgeous - taylor swift

bags - clairo

open arms - SZA & travis scott

all i wanted - paramore

the great war - taylor swift

i wanna be yours - arctic monkeys

afterglow - taylor swift

you get me so high - the neighbourhood

runaway runaway - lullaby layla & keevin

the night we met - lord huron

watercolor eyes - from "euphoria" - lana del rey

late night talking - harry styles

shameless - camila cabello

those eyes - new west

here with me - d4vd

golden hour - JVKE

what a time - julia michaels & niall horan

we belong together - ritchie valens

can't take my eyes off you - frankie valli

i like you (a happier song) - post malone & doja cat

sweater weather - the neighbourhood

K. - cigarettes after sex

out of my league - fitz and the tantrums

until i found you - stephen sanchez & em beihold

loverboy - a-wall

set fire to the rain - adele

mrs magic - strawberry guy

je te laisserai des mots - patrick watson

rises the moon - liana flores

last dance - scratch massive & maud geffray

crush - cigarettes after sex

trust fund baby - why don't we

hooked - why don't we

jenny (i wanna ruin our friendship) - studio killers

not another song about love - hollywood ending

the red means i love you - madds buckley

i won't say (i'm in love) - disney cast from "hercules"

first love/late spring - mitski

love grows (where my rosemary goes) - edison lighthouse

stereo hearts - gym class heroes & adam levine

did i mention - cast from "descendants"

bad romance - lady gaga

sunsetz - cigarettes after sex

still into you - paramore

i kissed a boy - jupither

bang bang (new version) - K'NAAN & adam levine

dress - taylor swift

midnight rain - taylor swift

baby i'm yours - arctic monkeys

falling - chase atlantic

say yes to heaven - lana del rey

cry - cigarettes after sex

sweet - cigarettes after sex

my type - saint motel

they don't know about us - one direction

something just like this - the chainsmokers & coldplay

no one compares to you - jack & jack

yellow hearts - ant saunders

if we have each other - alec benjamin

hey stupid, i love you - JP saxe

if i saw him, i'd still kiss him - mccafferty

i love you like an alcoholic - the taxpayers

i am falling for you - loving caliber

dream boy - waterparks

disaster - conan gray

@ my worst - blackbear

golden - harry styles

start a riot - BANNERS

i love you - woodkid

maniac - conan gray

there is more in the spotify playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/08jACx5UDxnojbTv4I5NR0

if you have any other recommendations for songs please let me know and they will go straight into the playlist. also, please don't be disrespectful and this is a reminder that these are my opinions, i hope that you enjoy the playlist!! ❤️🧡💋

#kiribaku #bakushima #katsuki #katsuki bakugou #baku #bakugou katsuki #kiri #kirishima eijirou #my hero #my hero academia #boku no #boku no hero academia #mha #bnha #headcanons #gay #i ship these two so hard

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mikoto-auira · 3 months ago

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AGNST songs for mha/bnha characters-

Includes almost all characters

List of the songs and artists after

Deku/izuku midoriya - I deserve to bleed & body terror song

Bakugo katsuki/kacchan - problems & BLAME IT ON THE KIDS

Shoto Todoroki/icyhot bastard - devil town & Animal & parents

Kirishima ejiro/shitty hair - sweet hibiscus tea & feel better

Kaminari denki/spark plug - blow my brains out & my time

Koda koji- people are watching & god must hate me

Sato rikito- orange juice & body

Iida tenya- romantic homicide & slipping through my fingers

Sero hanta- Kimi Wa Dekinai Ko & cigarette ahegao

Tokoyami fumikage- over and over & I bet on losing dogs

Mezo Shoji - nobody & nothings new

Mineta minoru - put me in a movie & nice guy

Yuga aoyama - cry baby & blackout days

Shinso hitoshi - little dark age & help_urself

Mirio togata - bored & happier than ever

Amajiki tamki - jealousy jealousy & not allowed

Shōta aizawa - the perfect girl & freaks

Toumura shigaraki - black out days & tierd

Dabi/touya Todoroki - treehouse & everybody loves me & parents

Tamaki keigo - treehouse & I'm yer Dad

Present mic - take me to church & six pills

All might - six pills & no surprises

Monama - oh no! & I'm yr dad

Tetsutetsu - six pills & panic room

Momo yaoyorozu - body (I'm more than) & till it happens to you

Himiko toga - trust me not & I hate my mom

Mina ashido - average & everybody gets high

Ochaco uraraka - trust me not & where's my love?

Nejiro hado - hey little girl & art is dead

Itsuka kendo - haven't I giving enough? & Secret

Kyoka jiro - teen idle & prom queen

Mei hatsume - house with no mirrors & everything sucks

Toru hagukre - family line & devil doesn't bargain

Tsuyu asui - wish you were gay & she likes a boy

SONG ARTIST (ignore if you want)

I deserve to bleed ~sushi soucuy

body terror song ~AJJ

problems ~ mother mother

BLAME IT ON THE KIDS ~ AVIVA

devil town ~ cavetown

Animal ~ sir Chloe

parents ~ yungblud

sweet hibiscus tea ~ Penelope Scott

feel better ~ Penelope scott

blow my brains out ~Tikkle me

my time ~ bo en

people are watching ~ Conan gray

god must hate me ~ Catie tunrner

orange juice ~ Melanie Martinez

body ~ mother mother

romantic homicide ~ d4vd

slipping through my fingers ~ ABBA

Kimi Wa Dekinai Ko ~ Kikuo

cigarette ahegao ~ Penelope scott

over and over ~ Rio Romeo

I bet on losing dogs ~ mitski

nobody ~ mitski

nothings new ~ rio Romeo

put me in a movie~ lana del ray (song view by bulcadoshow on Spotify)

nice guy ~GRLwood

cry baby ~ Melanie Martinez

blackout days ~ phantogram

little dark age ~ MGMT

help_urself ~Ezekeil

bored ~ Billie eilish

happier than ever ~billie eilish

jealousy jealousy ~ Olivia Rodrigo

not allowed ~ TV girl

the perfect girl ~ Mareux

freaks ~ surf curse

tierd ~ beabadoobee

treehouse ~ Alex g

everybody loves me ~ OneRepublic

take me to church ~ Hozier

six pills ~ rosendale

no surprises ~ radiohead

oh no! ~ marina

I'm yer dad ~ GirlWood

panic room ~ Au/Ra

body (I'm more than) ~ Jordan Suaste

till it happens to you ~ Lady gaga

trust me not ~ Backseat Vagabond

I hate my mom ~ GRLwood

average ~ sushi soucuy

everybody gets high ~ MISSIO

where's my love? ~ SYML

hey little girl ~ sophiemaria.b

art is dead ~ Bo burnham

haven't I giving enough?/guided lilly ~ Cults

Secret ~ Dylyn

teen idle ~ marina

prom queen ~ beach bunny

house with no mirrors ~ House With no mirrors

everything sucks ~ everything sucks

family line ~ Conan gray

devil doesn't bargain ~ Alec Benjamin

wish you were gay ~ Billie eilish (for feminine reasons)

she likes a boy ~ Nxdia

#bnha uravity #bnha uraraka #bnha sero #bnha #bnha angst #bnha bakugou #bakugou katsuki #bnha deku #mha deku #deku #kirishima eijirou #denki kaminari #tenya iida #aizawa shouta #all might #music #songs #agnst

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fangirlvibez · 1 year ago

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The Bradshaw son and Seresin daughter - part 8

Characters: Bradley Bradshaw x female!OC Madison Ella Hanscott, Son!OC Nicolas Peter Bradshaw, Jake Seresin x female!OC Quinn Kelsell, Daughter!OC Hazel Alexandra Seresin, Son!OC Benjamin Jacob Seresin, OC!Connor Malcolm Oxland

Warnings: in this chapter: none (Let me know if I forgot a warning)

Summary of the story: The 16 year old daughter of Jake Seresin gets pregnant. The dad: the 18 year old son of Bradley Bradshaw. How will the dads react to their kids becoming teen parents.

A/N: English is not my first language, so if there is any spelling or grammar errors: please let me know

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Hazel looked over at the noice, only for her to freeze this time. Quinn stood with her back to Hazel, but she can hear the shock in her voice when one word came out of her mounth: “mom?”

“Mom is that you?” Hazel asked from behind Quinn. She could hear her voice shake when she asked the question. Quinn thought about what could go around in her daughters mind. Did she still hate her after five years? Did she miss them like she missed her? She obviously missed Benjamin, she named her son after her loving brother. Quinn slowly turned her head. Out of the corner of her eye she could see her daughter. She stood there frozen as well. “Hey sweetie” Quinn said, voice as shaky as her daughters was.

Tears filled both women’s eyes. Scared tears for hearing what the other woman might say to them. Happy tears for missing an important woman in their life’s, for missing their families in general. Hazel let out a quiet sob before walking towards her mother. Before Quinn could realize what her daughter was doing, she was locked in Hazels arms. A bone crushing hug. Hazel chin was on Quinns right shoulder. Quinn slowly lifted her arms and put them around Hazels waist, tears escaping as well. “Mom, I missed you so much” “I missed you too sweetie, so much”

Quinn could see the boys sitting in the shopping cart looking confused from over Hazels shoulder. One boy hesitated before talking very quietly: “mommy? Are you okay? Are you sad?”. The boys most likely heard the sob from their mother before she went to hug the unknown woman. Both women let go off each other. Hazel let out a quiet chuckle while wiping the tears away from her cheeks and eyes. “Yes honey, mommy’s fine. These are happy tears” she explained to her sons. Both young boys nodded at their mom before turning to the other woman.

Quinn stared at the boys, now having a closer look. They were a perfect mix of both Nick and Hazel. They looked so old already. Her mind thought back to the memories she missed in their life’s. Their birth, their first giggles, their first steps, their first words, their first day in kindergarten. She missed so many important situations in their life’s, she was determined not to miss anymore.

“Mom, these are my sons” Hazel started. The young woman was looking at her sons with a small smile, love in her eyes. “This is Benji Theodore Bradshaw and this is Mac Adrian Bradshaw.” Hazel didn’t have the heart to tell her that she and Nick changed their surnames. That their kids surname was Bradfield instead of Bradshaw. If Nick was right in his suspicions that Bradley and Jake were his teachers in Top Gun, both Quinn and Madison would know that Nick had changed his surname. She would explain the thoughtprocess behind it another time.

“Boys” Hazel addressed her sons. Both boys turned their attention to their mom. “Remember the pictures your daddy and I showed you? The picture of my mommy, daddy and brother?” She asked. Both boys nodded once again. “Yes mommy, the pictures of Grammy and Pops” Benji answered.

Quinn let out a soft chuckle at the names they had gotten from their grandchildren, especially at the name for Jake. A drunken night at The Hard Deck made Jake give himself the name after Benjamin and Hazel had found a baby sea turtle at the beach during the day. The kids helped the little sea creature get back into the ocean. That evening the parents decided to go to their favorite hangout spot while their kids stayed the night at a friends house. Quinn remembers the night very vaguely but can see her husband hugging Coyote while crying. “I can’t believe they released my grandchild Coyote. My sweet little sea grandchild has left their sweet Pops” the dagger squad never let him live that name down. And now it was his name, from their very real grandchildren.

“Well, that woman over there. The woman I hugged. That is Grammy” Hazel finished her sentence. “Would you like to meet her?” She asked while looking up at her mother. Quinn hesitated before taking small steps towards the shopping cart. “Hello boys, it’s very nice to meet you” she said. The curly brown haired boys looked curiously at the woman. “Hey Grammy” one boy said before standing up in the cart and stretching out his arms, asking for a hug. The other boy smiled and give her a small wave. Quinn looked at her daughter. Hazel smiled, giving permission to Quinn for picking up her son. “Mac is the quiet one, it will take a little longer for him to be more comfortable with new people” she explains while stroking her fingers through Macs hair.

Benji was laughing in his Grammy’s arms. “Grammy, are you going to tell us the space story now?” Hazel laughed at the request before explaining the sentence to her confused looking mother. “I told them about the bedtime story you and dad made up for me and Benjamin. I tried to tell them the story but you are way better at doing that… so I told them that if we ever met you again… you would tell them the story” for the second time that day, Quinn got happy tears in her eyes. She looked into the young boy green eyes. “Of course sweetie, maybe not today, but I will tell you the story someday”

It got quiet once again. What do you talk about in this situation? They already said how much they missed each other. Should they do it again? “You look great” Quinn told her daughter. Hazel smiled and thanked her. The older of the two turned their gaze to the boys. “They look great, perfect mixture of you and Nick” Hazel smiled at the mention of her boyfriend. “Yes they are. I love the curls they received from their father” Quinn could see her daughter think about what she wanted to say or ask her. “Go ahead sweetie, what do you want to say?” “How are dad and Benjamin? I’ve talked to Benjamin by letters but I haven’t heard of him much since he left for university.”

Quinn had sat Benji back into the cart. Both kids were very behaved while the adults talked, playing with some blocks Hazel had put into the cart she picked up at the entrance of the store. “Nick is at Top Gun as well. He probably saw dad and Bradley … I hope their reunion went as good as ours.” Quinn smiled at her words. This reunion was good. They were both happy.

A message notification was heard from the back jeans pocket of Hazel. She took her phone and read the message. “I should keep going, we are having dinner with Nicks wizzo and I only have one more hour to finish everything.” She said while typing away on her phone. “Would you …” she stopped mid sentence while putting her phone away “Would you like to help me shop?” Quinn smile grew. “I would love to help you shop”. This was it. Or at least that is what Quinn thought. This was the beginning of getting her broken family back together.

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sarahsmi13s · 2 years ago

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Duckie

Chapter 2

pairing: bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw x twin sister!reader, kendall adams (oc) x bradshaw!reader, (eventual) jake ‘hangman’ seresin x bradshaw!reader

characters: bradley bradshaw, y/n bradshaw, kendall adams, penny benjamin

word count: ~1.6k (i know, it’s weird for me too. but i’ll make up for it in chapter 3)

warnings: drinking, mentions of cannon character death, pregnacy, please let me know if I missed any

a/n: yes, the gif is kendall from big time rush, but he is also our sweet sweet guitar boy

series summary: daughter of goose and carole and twin sister to bradley ‘rooster’ bradshaw, y/n bradshaw also got her papers pulled when she tried to enlist in the Navy. which turned out to not be as bad as she thought.

chapter summary: when y/n and kendall go to visit bradley in california before he goes to flight school, they’ve got a big birthday surprise for him ;)

ch 1 ch 3 ch 4 ch 5

************* (21, turning 22)

You and Kendall decided to fly up to California to spend your birthday, and about a month up there, since soon Bradley would be off to Maryland and you would have limited time to see each other.

You knocked on the door to your childhood home, Kendall holding both your bags while you bounced in anticipation. Bradley had no idea you were coming, you hadn’t been feeling well the past couple weeks and he assumed that you would stay home so as to not get others sick.

You knocked once again, hearing a small groan and footsteps speeding up behind the door. “I’m coming!”

The door swung open and Bradley stopped, dropping his water bottle.

“Oh my gosh!” He picked you up and spun you around, “What are you doing here? I thought you were sick?” You shook your head, “Nope. It was just a little something, it went away like a week and a half ago.” He looked at Kendall and brought him in for a bro hug, “Good to see you, Ken Doll.” Your boyfriend laughed, “Good to see you too, Brad Squared.”

You smiled and moved to pick up your bag but both boys stopped you, “Nuh uh.” “Nope.”

Kendall swooped up your bag and Bradley moved to let you in. “I can carry things, you know.” “Not when we’re around.” You shook your head, “Ken, my room is this way.” You walked him through the house and to your room.

When you came back you found Bradley on the back porch.

“See you didn’t change my room,” you chuckled as you leaned on the railing.

“You kiddin’ me? You woulda kicked my ass if I touched your stuff.” “Yeah, but what about when you bring girls over?” “I go to their place.” You just shook your head, “Ever the player Bradley.” “You know it.” “Gross, I was kidding.” You gagged and shoved him.

You both came back in and Kendall was already on the couch. “See you’re comfortable already,” you plopped down next to him and his arm went to your waist.

“Hey, I was thinking about going to the Hard Deck, just hang out. Talk to some friends.” You nodded and craned your neck to look at Kendall, “I’m down.” He pursed his lips and nodded, “Yeah sure.” Bradley nodded and checked his watch, “Okay, we could go about 6? Gives us like 3 hours to hang out and get ready.” You smiled, “Beach?” The two guys shared a look, “Beach.”

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Later, you, Kendall, and Bradley walked into the Hard Deck. “Wait, we didn’t decide on a DD,” Bradley mentioned. You raised your hand, “I’ll be DD.” “You sure?” You nodded, “Yeah, I’m sure. You two have fun.” Kendall rubbed your back as you went to the bar.

“Hi, sweetie, what can I get you?” “Um, two beers, bottles are fine. And what do you have that’s non alcoholic?” The bartender threw the towel over her shoulder, “Well, I’ve got lemonade, sweet tea, soda, and water of course.” “Okay, I’ll take a lemonade, please.” “Comin’ right up.”

She gathered the beers and sat them down. “So, you’re the designated driver?” She questions as she pours the lemonade, while nodding towards the two men. You nodded, “Yes, ma’am.” “Which one’s yours?” You chuckled, “Technically both.” She rose a brow. “The one with the stache is my brother, the one in the bright board shorts is my boyfriend.” She nodded, “Got it.”

She glanced back at them, brows pinching in confusion and her eyes widened in realization.

You followed her gaze, seeing that she was looking at Bradley and then turned to her. She looked at you, “Wait, are you Goose Bradshaw’s kids?”

You nodded, pride in your chest hearing your dad’s call sign. “I should have known, he looks just like him.” You chuckled, “Yeah, the stache and the shirt, it’s crazy.” “You, little miss, look like your Mama. But I can see your Daddy in there too.” You laughed, grabbing your drinks, “Thank you, Miss…?” “Penny, Penny Benjamin,” she told you with a smile.

Your jaw dropped, “Wait, you’re THE Penny Benjamin?” “One and only.” “Wow, we heard a lot about you growing up.” She cringed, “I don’t know if that’s good or bad.” “Well, it came from the one and only Maverick, if that’s any hint.”

“Just don’t tell me you followed in my footsteps,” she begged, a chuckle right behind it. You shook your head, “I haven’t dated a Navy man, no. Not to say I didn’t see my fair share of football players, before settling with my guitar player over there.” She smiled, “That’s good. Have fun, girl. Don’t hesitate to let me know if you need anything.” You nodded, grabbing the drinks and walking away before turning right back around.

“I still need to pay for these.” You laughed, sitting the drinks down and pulling out your wallet. “First round’s on me. I’ll start your tab on the second round,” she threw you a wink before tending to someone else. You smiled and grabbed your things and went to the table.

After a few rounds, you all head back to the house for a shower and then settle in the living room for a movie.

“What are we watching?” You asked as you squeezed your hair with a towel.

“I’m thinking of Spider-Man, but I want you to pick since you didn’t drink and it’s also your birthday,” Bradley said, moving out of the way of the dvd and vhs collection. You gave him an appreciative smile and sat cross-cross in front of the cabinet.

“Speaking of drinks, I’ve got some. I got beer, wine, and I think there’s Crown in there,” Bradley said pointing to the kitchen. “I’ll take a beer,” Kendall said, moving his gaze from you to your brother.

He snapped his fingers, “One beer, got it. Y/N, you want anything?” You shrugged while looking through movies, “Got Dr. Pepper?” “Uh yeah I think so. Want that with anything? Like I said, I got Crown.” “Just the soda is okay, thank you Brad.”

Your brother tilted his head before glancing at your boyfriend, silently asking if you were okay. Kendall just shrugged, shaking his head. Bradley nodded and decided to chalk it up to you not wanting to get sick.

You decided to go with your brother’s choice, having no problem watching a superhero movie. “Okay, now that that’s in, I can get comfortable.” You go to sit down but stop, “Snacks, I need snacks.” Kendall laughed, giving your butt a small pat when you walked by. “What do you want, Babe?” He shrugged, “Whatever you got.” You nodded and went to the kitchen.

“Brad, do you have cookies? Like Chips Ahoy or something?” He just nodded and pointed to the cabinet.

You opened it and gasped, making Bradley jump. “What?” You reached in and grabbed the box, “You have the ones with M&M’s in them! Yes!” He laughed and shook his head, watching you reach in and grab something else. “And you have goldfish.” “Yeah, I’ve got popcorn in the microwave. What movie did you pick?” “Spider-Man.”

Your brother looked at you, squinting his eyes, “Really? Y/N you don’t have to pick what I pick just because I picked it. It’s your birthday too, I want you to have fun.” “Bradley, I want to watch it, I promise. If I’m not having fun, I’ll let you know. Okay?” He nodded, “You promise?” “Promise.”

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The movie ended and both Kendall and Bradley had fallen asleep. You looked at the clock, 2:30 AM.

You got up and decided to go to the back porch.

As you looked up at the sky and watched waves roll by, arms wrapped around your middle. “Did I wake you?” Kendall shook his head, planting a kiss on the back of yours, “No. I woke up and thought you had gone to throw up in the bathroom.” You shook your head, “No, I’m okay. You should go to bed though, I’ll be in in a bit okay.” He nodded and gave you a kiss, “Happy birthday, sweet girl.” “Thank you, baby.” He gave you another quick kiss before retreating to the bedroom.

You looked up at the sky and sighed, your hand splayed out on your stomach.

“I wish you guys could have met him. He’s great. He makes me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. When I’m with him… it’s like the world doesn’t even exist. Dad you would have loved him, he’s funny and respectful, makes your little duck feel like a queen.”

You sighed, “I’ve always dreamt of a love like this, a love like you and mom have.” You decided to let the tears flow instead of holding them back.

“We miss you, Bradley and I.” You choked on a sob, hand gripping at your shirt. “Your two little chicks aren’t so little anymore. And in about 9 months, you’ll have a little grand-gosling.”

“Wait what?” Your brother's groggy voice made you jump. “Geez, Bradley! You scared me.”

“What did you say?” You gave him a small smile, “I’m pregnant, Brad. You’re gonna be an uncle.” That really woke him up. “Wait, really? Are you serious? Like you aren’t playing a joke on me right now.” “I’m 100% serious.” “Great balls of fire! That’s amazing!” You were scooped up in a hug, laughing at the use of your dad’s old catchphrase.

He sat you down, “So that’s why you felt sick. And why you weren’t drinking.” You nodded, “Yup.” “When are you due?” You shrugged, “Around February.” “When did you find out?” “About two weeks ago. We think it happened right after graduation.” “Okay, I don’t want to think about that.”

You laughed and so did Bradley. “Why don’t we get some sleep and tomorrow we can go see the Kazanskys? Then maybe a beach day? Go see mom and dad?” You nodded, “Sounds perfect. Goodnight, Brad.” “Goodnight Duckie.”

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well, would you look at that. another bradshaw is on the way

do you think the little gosling is gonna be a boy or a girl?

top gun tags <33 (i will put these in the comments as well): @milesdickpic @luckyladycreator2 @hotch-meeeeeuppppp

lmk if you want to be tagged :D <33

#bradley rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x sister!reader #bradley bradshaw x twin!reader #top gun maverick #top gun imagine #top gun fic #duckie #duckie bradshaw

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starandcloud · 1 year ago

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Being Hunted By Natasha Romanoff

Tag, you’re it - Melanie Martez

Wheels on the buss - Melanie Martez

Hey Kids - Morning Late

I can’t decide - Scissor sisters

My Boy - Billie Eilish

Just a Fan - Roar

Dollhouse - Melanie Martinez

Psycho - Mia Rodriguez

CHOKE - I Don’t Know How But They Found Me

Pumped up Kicks- Foster The People

Sorry Sorry - Kiako

Oh Ana - Mother Mother

Yandere - Jazmin Bean

Paparizza - Lady Gaga

Nowhere To Run - Stegosaurus Rex

I love you, I love you - Jun Togaw

Meant to be yours

Hayloft - Mother Mother

Run Rabbit Run - Hanagan & Allen

Wires - The Neighborhood

Who Is She - I Monster

This Hurts - MSI

Runs in the family - Amanda Palmer

Hatef–k - The Bravery

Hushh - Aviva

Puppet loosely strung - The correspondents

We’ll meet again - She & Him

After Dark - Mr. Kitty

Daddy issues - The Neighbourhood

All The Good Girls Go To Hell - - Billie Eilish

Sick thoughts- Lewis Blissett

Grind me down- Lilianna Wilde

Mad hatter - Meline Martez

Stalker’s Tango - Autoheart

Super Psycho Love - Simon Cutris

Bloody Mary - Lady Gaga

Honey, I’m home - Ghost and Pals

This Is Love - Air traffic Control

Habits - Our Last Night

Animal - Chase Holfelder

Sarcasm - Get Scared

Flesh - Simon Curist

Cry Baby - American Avenue

Another Way out- Hollywood Undead

Little Game - Benny

Killer In The Mirror - Set It Off

Crazy = Genius - Panic! At The Dicso

Freak - Suburban

Exocism - Lollia CreepP

Whisper - Burn The Ballroom

Livin’ La Vida Loco - Patent Pending

Middle of Night - Elly Dune

Miss Wanna Die - Judy Phonic

Happy Face - Jagar Twin

Boyfriend - Dove Cameron

Teacher’s pet - Melanie Martez

Fan Behavior - Issac Dunbar

Villain - K/DA

Cannibal - Ke$ha

Sex, Drugs, Etc - Beach Weather

Killing Butterflies - Lewis Blisset

Black Sea - Natasha Blume

Angels Don’t Cry - Ellise

Sharks - Imagine Dragons

Crazy in love - Daniel De Bourg

Crazy in Love - Eden Project

I Want it all - Cameron Grey

Darkside - Neoni

Yes & No - XYLO

All the things she said - Poppy

Hate me - Nico Collins

Borderline - Nico Collins

Siren - Kailee Morgue

Little girl gone - El Chinchila

If I Kill Someone For You - Alec Benjamin

Blood//Water - Grandson

Rock Bottom - Grandson

BackStabber - Ke$ha

Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

Bad Blood - Taylor Swift

Lose Yourself - Eminem

Side to Side- Ariana Grande

Touch it - Arianna Grande

Part of Me- Katy Perry

I gotta feeling - Black Eyed Peas

Someone told me -The Killers

Maniac - Conan Grey

#natasha romanov #natasha romanoff #Natasha Romanoff playlist #Natasha romanov playlist #faeriesberries

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saving-childhood-1 · 4 months ago

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1) Following the leader -Bobby Driscoll and Paul Collins

2) Two- sleeping at last

3) captain's call- derivakat, CG5

4) under the sea - the little mermaid

5) For a moment- the little mermaid 2

6) A pirates life- Peter pan

7) wellerman- Nathan Evans

8) fly to your heart- selena gomez

9) fly with me- Kari Kimmel

10) shine- Tiffany Giardina

11) Let your heart sing- Katherine mcphee

12) breakaway- Kelly Clarkson

13) if we have each other- Alec Benjamin

14) hey brother- avicii

15) count on me- Bruno mars

16) counting stars- one republic

17) oh sister- Dan Bern

18) dear sister, your brother- Talain Rayne

19) brother, sister- beta radio

20) soldier poet king- oh hellos

21) Wake me up- avicii

22) All I want- adtr

23) planetary GO- mcr

24) Best day of my life- American authors

25) Castaways- the backyardigans

26) Roll up the map- TNLPB

27) Castaway on Pitate Island- TNLPB

28) Never Sky- TNLPB

29) joyriding- frank iero

30) dear Maria count me in- all time low

31) house of Gold- twenty one pilots

32) welcome to the show- britt Nicole

33) The Phoenix- fall out boy

34) still waiting- sum 41

35) the cult of dionysus by the Orion experience

36) boys will bugs- cavetown

37) Riptide- vance joy

38) geronimo- Sheppard

39) ready as I'll ever be- varian

40) glad you came- the wanted

41) cruisin for a bruisin- teen beach movie

42) what's my name- China Anne McClain

43) chillin like a villain- Sofia Carson

44) ways to be wicked- dove cameron

45) lips are movin- Meghan Trainor

46) Dynamite- Taio cruz

47) revolting children- Matilda the musical

48) didcord- the living tombstone

49) when I'm older- Josh Gad

50) kingdom dance- tangled

51) lemon boy- Cavetown

52) fairytales- Gabby Sophia

53) the nights- avicii

54) you'll always find your way back home- Hannah Montana

55) waiting for love- avicii

56) get off my back- Bryan adams

57) how far I'll go- Moana

58) when will my life begin- tangled

59) I've got dream- tangled

60) just like fire- pink

61) boy in the bubble- Alec Benjamin

62) this is me- the greatest showman

63) high hopes- panic at the disco

64) overwhelmed- Ryan mack

65) you've got a friend in me- randy Newman

66) Timber- Pitt bull and Kesha

67) Mad at Disney- salem ilese

68) welcome to wondeland- Anson seabra

69) man the canons- Galactikraken, Jonathan young

70) abandon ship- fin

71) he's a pirate- Klaus badelt

72) mama's boy- Dominic fike

73) lost- fin

74) Rule #4 fish in a birdcage- fish in a birdcage

75) if you believe- strive to be, patch crowe

#saving childhood #original story #original character #felix starling #playlist #music #Spotify

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bradshawsbaby · 2 years ago

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Happy Birthday, Bradley!

Pairing: Rooster x Wife!Reader

Author’s Note: I will always be a little salty that I wasn’t able to post this on his actual birthday, but I’m so glad that the shadowban has finally been lifted! This one seems like a good one to celebrate with!

Warnings: Lots and lots of fluff, hints at some spice (nothing explicit).

- Every year, when June 27th rolls around, you make it your personal mission to spoil your husband rotten for his birthday.

- Rooster is always incredibly low-key about his birthday, and never asks for anything, but you always spend weeks planning something special for him.

- On his first birthday as your boyfriend, you got the two of you tickets to a San Diego Padres game. Rooster had mentioned several times how much he enjoyed baseball, and how he remembered his dad taking him to a few games when he was little, so he was incredibly grateful for the gift.

- “Just please tell me you didn’t have them put my name up on the jumbotron,” Rooster teased, tugging affectionately on the bill of your baseball cap.

- “No, no, of course not,” you winked, giggling when he jokingly groaned.

- What you hadn’t planned on was the two of you getting picked for the Kiss Cam. Everyone around you cheered and whistled as Rooster planted a big kiss on your lips, waving to the cameras as you blushed.

- “Happy birthday, Bradley,” you smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he settled an arm around you to enjoy the rest of the game.

- Another year, you planned a weekend trip to Miami for the two of you, figuring it would be a perfect time to hit the beaches and soak up some sun by the pool.

- Rooster ended up wanting to spend most of the time you were there in your hotel room. But, hey, he was the birthday boy. Who were you to refuse?

- “Happy birthday, Bradley,” you giggled in between kisses, feeling like you were the one getting the gift with him as your boyfriend.

- During the year of your engagement, you knew you wouldn’t be able to do anything too extravagant since most of your money was going towards the wedding or being saved for the future. However, with help from your friends, you were able to throw a lovely surprise party at Penny’s house.

- “I promised I’d drop something off for Penny on our way to lunch,” you told him as you drove the two of you in the direction of the Benjamin household. “Come inside with me. Penny made lemonade for your birthday,” you added with a wink once you pulled up outside.

- Rooster had been genuinely shocked when he’d stepped into the house and everyone had jumped out of their hiding places with a raucous shout of “SURPRISE!”

- Though it was nothing too elaborate, Rooster had been deeply appreciative of the barbeque and yard games in celebration of his birthday. He made sure to whisper in your ear over and over again how thankful he was and how lucky he was to have a fiancee as amazingly thoughtful as you.

- “Happy birthday, Bradley,” you grinned, playfully wiping some off the frosting from his cake onto the tip of his nose. He got you back by nuzzling it across your cheek.

- On his first birthday as your husband, you surprised him with a photo album you had made of all the pictures you’d discovered among his mother’s things. There were pictures of his parents when they were children, pictures of them as a young couple, pictures from their wedding, and tons of pictures of them with Rooster as a baby. You’d also included pictures of Carole and Rooster from his graduations and sporting events growing up, as well as some pictures from your own wedding, side by side with his parents’ wedding photos.

- “God, baby, this is amazing,” Rooster told you, reverently flipping through the pages as he sat beside you on the couch. “Thank you,” he murmured, choked up as tears glistened in his eyes.

- In addition, you’d also found a company online that could convert old home videos into DVDs and digital files. So you’d sent all the Bradshaws’ home videos off just in time to be able to play them for Rooster on his birthday. You’d both cried watching Goose’s and Carole’s bright smiles fill the screen, their infectious laughter present in every take as they brought Bradley home from the hospital, took him to the beach, celebrated his first Christmas, and shared so many other special moments together as a family.

- “This is the best gift anyone has ever given me,” Rooster whispered, squeezing your hand. He’d missed the sound of his parents’ voices and now he could hear them whenever he wanted.

- Once you and Rooster started having children of your own, his birthday celebrations became simpler. You and the kids usually surprised him with breakfast in bed or made a special dinner for him.

- Every year, you help the kids make cards for their daddy and pick out gifts which you claim are from the children. Rooster always makes sure to make a big deal about everything that they give him.

- Once the kids are asleep, you make sure to give your husband a little gift of your own.

- “Mrs. Bradshaw, you have really outdone yourself this year,” he whistled on his most recent birthday, smiling widely at the lingerie set you’d picked out just for the occasion. Lifting you up into his arms, he kissed you fervently as he turned and gently laid you down on the bed. “You spoil me too much,” he whispered, kissing his way down your neck.

- Laughing, you wrapped your arms around him and smiled as his hands roamed freely all over your body. “Happy birthday, Bradley!”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader #x reader #x female reader #miles teller #top gun #top gun: maverick

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sailforvalinor · 2 years ago

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Lyrics from Songs I've Been Listening to Recently That Remind Me of the Chain

Time: "And if I told you that I loved you/you'd maybe think there's something wrong/I'm not a man of too many faces/the mask I wear is one" -- "Shape of My Heart" by Sting

Warriors: "Our backs against the wall, we're surrounded and afraid/out lives now in the hands of the soldiers taking aim/our questions ricochet like broken satellites/how our bodies, born to heal become so prone to die?" --"Mars" by Sleeping at Last

Twilight: "Stop tryna keep us alive/you're pointing at stars in the sky that already died/stop tryna keep us alive/you can't force the stars to align when they've already died/oh, we've died" -- "Astronomy" by Conan Gray

Sky: "I have always known you, you have always been there in my mind/but now I understand you, and I will not be part of your designs/'cause I know who I am now, and all that you made of me/I know who you are now, and I name you my enemy" -- "Dear Wormwood" by Sleeping at Last

Legend: "There's a place on the corner of Cherry Street/we would walk the beach in our bare feet/we were both eighteen and it felt so right/sleepin' all day, stayin' up all night/stayin' up all night/If I could find you now things would get better/we could leave this town and run forever/let your waves crash down on me and take me away" -- "Ocean Avenue" by Yellowcard

Wild: "I am ready to follow you even though I don't know where/I will wait in the night until you decide to take me there/'cause I know I don't wanna stay here forever, it's time to be moving on/oh, I don't wanna be the only one living when all of my friends are gone"--"Frozen Pines" by Lord Huron

Hyrule: "Punch my face/do it 'cause I like the pain/every time you curse my name/I know you want the satisfaction, it's not gonna happen/knock me out/kick me when I'm on the ground/it's only gonna let you down/I'm the lightning and the thunder, you'll the one who'll suffer" --"Boy in the Bubble" by Alec Benjamin

Four: "There's an old voice in my head that's holding me back/well, tell her that I miss our little talks/soon it will be over, and buried with our past/we used to play outside when we were young, and full of life and full of love/some days I don't know if I am wrong or right/your mind is playing tricks on you, my dear" -- "Little Talks" by Of Monsters and Men

Wind: "What lies out there? No one knows/the tide could bring in anything, so steady as she goes/steady as she goes/I can feel her as I lie awake/but she's back home, still waiting alone when morning breaks/post-war novels keep us alive/& I know she'll be dying to see me when I arrive/Hey, dear sister, how are you?/I've longed to see you ever since you made your stage debut" -- "Steady as She Goes" by Sky Sailing

#i'm almost convinced that ocean avenue is just about link's awakening #linkeduniverse #linked universe #lu time #lu warriors #lu twilight #lu legend #lu wild #lu sky #lu hyrule #lu four #lu wind

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imagines-mha · 4 years ago

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◇ haikyuu and their music tastes◇

daichi: he has the most generic music taste 💀 💀 mr brightside was his most played song of 2020

suga: i just know he loves boybands. one direction, the vamps, semi-ironically big time rush i just KNOW but also,,,, twice stan

asahi: hozier 1000% i will die on this hill that he stans hozier. also ricky montgommery vibes

noya: 100 gecs satisfies the itch in his brain like nothing ever has.

ennoshita: he thinks he’s the king of indie-rock because he listens to wallows and declan mckenna but his taste is so good you cant even argue w him

tsukki: he is the epitome of every single genre mixed into one massive chaotic playlist. we got alec benjamin, we got fall out boy, we got 90s top hits. anything u want boo hes got it except for ed sheeran

yamaguchi: he listens to so much soft boy music it’s uncanny. im talking mxmtoon, jack stauber, beach bunny he has the aesthetic COINED

yachi: look at me and tell me she isnt an emotonally unstable swiftie who literally loses her shit when the opening of blank space plays. dorothea’s her favourite song bc shes gay.

kuroo: everyone is jealous of his music taste. literally everyone. you know all those songs that make your entire body switch astral plane? like midnight city by M83? they’re HIS type of songs

kenma: cavetown, lil peep, joji. anything that just screams i want to fucking vibe no more no less

aone: bom bom by sam and the womp was his most listened to song of 2020 and futakuchi didnt sleep soundly for a week after finding this out

futakuchi: he lies about his music taste bc he wants to be edgy. listens to BTS and 1975 religiously. stans melanie martinez and he wishes colours by halsey was written about him

kogane: he unironically listens to nyan cat i promise

oikawa: still not over his electra heart faze rip. when hes sad he cries to lana del rey, when hes happy he raps nicki <3 its equality

iwa: literally no taste. he listens to whats on the charts. sometimes bazzi and chase atlantic but thats it

yahaba: u know those instrumental playlists on youtube like “you run away with your lover in the middle of the night” by olivialee. yeh <3

makki: his spotify playlists all scream mental breakdown. Mitski, Lana del rey, and pheobe bridgers are his golden trio, but the SECOND Katy Perry comes on he is UNHINGED

ushijima: he doesnt listen to any music. semi tried introducing him to hozier once, and he latched onto take me to church like it was holy bread for 14 months straight

tendou: mother mother’s music was crafted simply for tendo. and when he’s listening his body ASCENDS

semi: thinks he’s the ultimate edgy boy smh but he has such a basc indie music taste IT HURTS. “Hey i like this band but theyre super underground you probably havent heard of them haha... theyre called arctic monkeys”

atsumu: hes so chaotic and for what. yes he knows every single word to WAP, yes he knows the say so dance, yes he cries to katy perry and ariana grande. you cant pin him down smh

osamu: listens to the soundtrack of a teen indie movie. wallows? tongue tied? electric love? theyre all in there. dua lipas holds a special place in his heart.

kita: listens to a lot of chill k-pop songs and soft classical music whenever he’s studying but he doesnt really have a favourite song or anything like tht

suna: AM by arctic monkeys changed his entire view on music, but he doesn’t wanna sound like a mainstream tumblr girl so he just tells everyone he listens to lil peep

bokuto: good morning harry styles biggest fan. his favourite songs on fne line are TPWK, canyon moon and golden

akaashi: he has the most ethereal music taste omfg <3. he worships lorde, florence welch and hozier. folklore by taylor swift changed his life.

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Aaaaa this is a fic request, where kondraki is with an s/o where they are a normal civilian and is completely oblivious to whatever is going on, until she got curious and snooped around, found out about the foundation and confronted kondraki about it, now he has too make her forget and give her anesthetics and it might lead to some really good angst >:)

‘With All My Love, Kondraki.’

[Dr. Kondraki X F!Reader]

[Warnings: language, angst]

[AN: it's 4.1K words. lots of love and the pacing is weird]

When you first met Benjamin Kondraki, you had never been so confused on how a peach so sweet could be related to a lemon so sour.

“Miss Reader, Miss Reader!” The buzzling little boy at the dining room table began to prod. He jumps excitedly, almost spilling his orange juice as one of his mothers packs her bag up, getting ready for her long work day. She continues to move, currently looking for things she may need when her front door opens, revealing a woman dressed appropriately for the warm summer day.

“Hi Mrs. Wei,” you greet, kicking your shoes off at the door, and placing the keys back into your bag. You notice she’s searching - probably for her car keys.

The black haired woman looks up from her current task and beams. “Reader! I’m so glad you could make it. Thank you so much for coming on such short notice,” she says as she briefly waves at you. “Nia originally had the day off but something went wrong at the lab and she has to go in, and I have to be at the salon today-”

You smile and wave her off, reaching over on the sofa for her car keys. You cross the distance and hold the keys out to her. “Don’t worry about it. I wouldn’t miss spending time with this special little guy for the world,” you chuckle, looking over to the happy little boy as he scarfs up his breakfast. Looks like today was waffles.

Mrs. Wei takes her keys and heads over to her son, pressing her lips to the crown of his head. “You be good for Miss Reader, okay?” She reminds him with a small smile as he happily gazes up at her. “Again, thank you for coming on short notice.”

You wave her off with a small chuckle. “It’s nothing. Have a good day at work.”

Mrs. Wei opens the front door of her house, once again waving to her son before nodding at you. “Nia will text you when she’s coming home. You two have fun,” she says, the door closing after her with a soft click.

Shortly after that as you sit down at the table with Markl, you hear her car come to life and peel out of the driveway. Your attention is now on this special little boy. “So, are you ready for a fun day?” You inquire, pouring yourself a glass of orange juice.

Markl nods, his dark eyes shimmering in the light. “Super ready!” He exclaims with a wide smile.

You can’t help but giggle. “What do you wanna do today?” You hum. “We could go to the beach, or the mall-”

“I wanna go to the park,” he interjects in a way that only five year olds can. “There’s a boy I’m really good friends with and I want to see him again.” Markl begins to rattle off, excitedly telling you about all his adventures only pausing to finish up his food or drink some more orange juice. He’s beaming.

You listen to him with such a large smile, every now and then reminding him to finish. When he’s done, it’s barely 10 in the morning. Markl wanted to watch some TV and then get dressed and ready for the park. He’s a big boy, so you trusted him to get ready by himself without your help - and he’s developing a quick sense of style. Right now, tiaras and t-rexes are all the rage.

In the meantime, you check the weather. Looks like today is going to be a really nice day. “Hey, Markl?”

“Yeah?”

“Which park are we going to in order to see your friend?”

“The one with the really big rocketship,” he calls out.

You hum. Okay, that’s the one by the beach. “Sweetie, you want me to pack a beach bag? Planning on going in the water?”

A slight pause before you can hear the little boy go ‘uh-huh!’

You turn off the TV and begin to pack, quickly moving through some of the rooms for some beach things. Luckily, you already have some of your own beach things in your car. Markl finally comes down the stairs right when you finish packing and you see he’s got a dinosaur swim top on, some shorts, and his favorite flip flops paired with a plastic tiara he won on the last day of school. “Lookin’ good,” you compliment as you glance over the house, once again fishing around for your keys.

Markl beams and hops down the stairs to be at your side. “Time to go?”

“Time to go,” you answer, opening the front door.

Markl practically hops out of your car once you make it to the beach side park. You have to tell him to hold his horses and he pouts for a moment because apparently, his friend is waiting for him. You lean in the backseat and get out the beach bag. “Okay, okay, we can go now,” you say as you sling it over your shoulder. It’s warm, almost impossibly warm. Thank goodness you’re by the sea.

You watch as Markl speeds off towards the giant rocketship, kicking up sand as he does so. He’s calling out for another little boy - “Draven? Where are you?” He calls out.

You watch with curiosity as Markl runs about the playground, moving past the other kids. You tilt your head slightly and take a seat on the bench, watching as Markl runs around.

“There you are!” He finally cries out happily, running up and smacking into another boy similar in height. He’s got curly black hair, much like Markl, but much lighter skin. They instantly wrap arms around each other before running off to play on the giant rocketship.

Smiling, you pull out a book from your bag and begin to read, listening every now and then to the boys as they play. You’re glad Markl has a friend.

The warm summer day begins to tick by and around noon, you hear small steps padding up against the sand to come see you.

“Miss Reader,” Markl starts, peering over your book. “Can we go play in the water?” He asks, eyes akin to that of a puppy.

You bookmark your page and nod before pausing. “Oh, what about Draven? Does his mom say it’s okay?” You ask, not wanting to run off with some other person’s kid.

Markl and Draven share a look at each other before pulling at you. “Let’s go ask!”

You raise your brows and hurriedly get your things together, crossing the sandy playground to the other side where some man sits. He’s got dark black hair, slightly curled, and looks exhausted.

“Daddy, daddy!” Draven calls out, happily bounding up to the man you now recognize as his father. “Can I go play in the water?”

The man raises a brow, looking at his son and the boy he recognizes as his son’s friend. “She gonna be watching you?”

You bristle slightly. ‘She’? You press your lips into a tight line. “You do realize I have a name, right?” You say, resting your hands on your hips.

The man blinks, a huff escaping his lips. “Apologies.” It’s said in such a hollow tone. “I’m Benjamin Kondraki, most people call me by my last name.” He holds his hand out to you.

You narrow your eyes and center yourself. “Reader, Reader Last,” you reply, taking his hand. You put on a smile and then let him go. “I’ll watch Draven,” you say.”

“Don’t you wanna go in the water with them?”

You blink. “I guess?” It was an awfully hot day. Maybe he has a point.

“And you can’t do that while you’re holding all of these things, right?”

You nod.

Kondraki stands up, stretching his limbs before he ruffles his son’s hair, and then Markl’s who laughs loudly and joyously. “I’ll take a seat on the beach, watch your stuff.”

You spent the rest of the day swimming with the two boys, tossing them into the water and playing with them. Markl was happy you were able to play, and Draven was just pleased he was able to go in the water. Normally, Kondraki didn’t let him go in! At one point, Kondraki became the judge over a sandcastle contest between the three of you and Markl ended up winning!

“You did put in good effort,” he said, a sly grin on his lips as you flicked the water droplets off your hand at him. He laughed.

Draven and Markl hugged each other tight, trying hard to spend more time with each other when it’s time to go. Both you and Kondraki struggled to get the boys apart from each other. But, sleepiness from a long day affects even the strongest of bonds and the two were peeled away once the yawning commenced.

“I’m sure I’ll see you soon,” you say over your shoulder as Kondraki rests a tired Draven in his arms.

“Sure,” he hummed. “Have a nice evening.”

You warmly smile, almost displeased he’s not returning the gesture.

What an odd man.

Shortly after coming back to Markl’s place, Nia had texted she’d be home soon and right when you were cuddling with Markl on the couch to a fun movie (he’d insisted on watching Spirit: Stallion of the Cimarron).

“You two look like you’ve had an eventful day,” she smiles, kicking off her shoes and getting ready to relax in her home. She brushes her fingers upwards and takes out the hair tie, letting her braids fall down her back.

“We did,” you say as Nia sits down on the couch next to her son, her gentle arms taking him into her arms. “Met Draven’s dad.”

“Konny?” Nia perks up. “He’s a good friend of mine.”

Your eyes widen in surprise. “He is? But he’s such a d-”

Nia laughs, her smile widening. “I know,” she giggles. She brushes her fingers through Markl’s hair. “He’s not a bag guy, promise.”

You roll your eyes and relax against the couch. “Sure.”

Nia only snickers in response.

The next time you see Kondraki is at Markl’s birthday party. And it’s safe to say that this time, you and Kondraki got along just fine. There were a few shifty glances thrown, but ultimately? Ultimately, the two of you sat at the table, had some cake, and poked fun at certain things. He made you laugh, and seeing him with Draven made you admittedly more friendly than you were expecting to be.

“Y’know, you’re not too bad,” you say, a small smile on your lips.

Kondraki chuckles under his breath as he hands you another glass of iced tea. “Should I be offended?” He jokes.

You lightly slap his shoulder and take the tea from him, sipping at it slowly. “Are you a dick to everyone you meet?”

Kondraki laughs this time, it bubbles up from his throat and exits like bubbles. His eyes crinkle slightly. “When am I not like that?” He grins.

“For work?” You hum, eyes shifting to Markl and Draven running around the backyard with other kids. You fail to notice how Kondraki freezes, a slight fear washing over his system before he clears his throat.

“Yeah, for work,” he says, attempting to keep up the light tone.

You sigh slightly in response, that same smile on your lips as you look back over to him. “I get it,” you say. “I can be a bit of a witch too.”

Kondraki playfully rolls his eyes. “Sure, like you have a mean bone in your body.” He takes a long sip at his drink.

“Could always change that if you leant me yours,” you absentmindedly say, not even realizing the implications until Kondraki practically chokes. A heat rises over your cheeks as Kondraki struggles to compose himself. “Oh my gods, I’m so sorry-”

“Don’t be!” He laughs, practically doubled over as your face heats up even more.

You pout and cross your arms over your chest, heart beating like a drum. You rake \your fingers across your face and take in a deep breath.

Kondraki grins wildly as he comes back up, brushing his fingers through his hair, his emerald colored eyes shining in the remaining sunlight. “So, what are you doing next Friday?”

You’ve been dating the man for three years now. A simple Friday date turned into another, and then another, and after that, it was breaking the news to Draven who was more than excited to have you in his life. Now? Now you’re about to make the biggest step in your relationship so far.

“And you’re sure you’re comfortable with this?” Kondraki asks as he rests his arm over your shoulders, looking at your cleared out apartment save for the plethora of brown boxes that litter the room. It looks so empty, and the echoes of both your voices is the clearest reminder. “Because like, I don’t want to force you into-”

You turn your head to the side and press your lips warmly to the corner of Kondraki’s mouth, making him melt into the simple touch. “We’re gonna be just fine,” you begin. “I am going to be just fine. You’ve been asking me this question ever since you first proposed that I move in with you,” you tease as Kondraki shifts, his hands resting warmly on your waist. Your fingers reach up to thread through his dark locks, eyes getting lost in his. “I hate being apart from you,” you murmur into his chest.

Kondraki hums warmly, his lips pressing to the crown of your head as he swats the two of you. “I know, I know,” he murmurs. “I just don’t want you to be overwhelmed or like I’m forcing you, y’know?” He attempts to explain as he averts his gaze for a moment.

You furrow your brows and flash him a knowing smile. “You don’t need to worry about me like you did-” her “it’s nothing. I’m a big girl, I can handle it,” you giggle, once again tilting your head upwards to press your lips to Kondraki’s.

He chuckles deeply, thankful you didn’t mention her name and squeezes you against him. He revels in the feeling of your hearts beating in sync before gently and reluctantly peeling away from you. “C’mon, last of these boxes?”

You grin. “Last of these boxes.”

“Is that the last of it?” You huff, dropping the box onto the living room floor.

Kondraki wipes back the hair that’s fallen over his brow and nods. “Yeah, I think we’re in the clear.” He stretches his arms a bit, then his back, and takes in a few deep breaths. “Who knew such a small apartment could hold so much stuff.”

You chuckle heartily, “I know, right?” You check your watch. “Oh! Your turn to pick up Draven,” you say as Kondraki glances to his own watch, brows shooting up in surprise.

“Shit, you’re right,” he says as he pulls open the front door again. “Be back in a bit, love you,” he says as he rushes out the door.

“Love you too,” you call back, watching as a sly smile spreads onto Kondraki’s lips, listening to the car start off in the distance. You hum as you get to work, already familiar with the house as you begin to move things around.

It’s honestly relatively mindless work considering a good portion of your things have already been moved to the house in preparation for this day. You’re about halfway through getting your clothes into the drawers Kondraki cleared out for you when you hear a ping. Curiosity gets the better of you and you stand up, looking for the pings. Multiple of them. Sounds like an instant messenger go off, but you’ve never heard that type of notification sound before.

You begin to search the room, crouching down and playing an odd sort of “marco polo” with the thing until you check the closet. There, hidden behind piles of out of commission sweaters is a laptop. Weird, how have you never noticed that before, especially with all the times you’ve spent in this specific room? You shake the thought off and begin to move the sweaters aside and grasp for the laptop. It looks new, like, really, really new. There’s no company mark on it either. Silver chrome, in good condition, you raise a brow.

‘Should I really be doing this?’ You ask yourself as you debate on prying open the laptop or not. You bite your lip and sigh before deciding that yes, you’re going to be nosy even if your boyfriend might not appreciate it. You’ve never gone through his things without his permission prior to, and this was just to stop the notifications that kept incessantly going on. You pry open the laptop, pupils constricting slightly with how bright the screen is.

Of course, it’s locked.

Curiously, the little chat bubble is still open, and you’re able to read the correspondence. You read over the names, there’s three. Gears, Bright, and Clef. Must be coworkers? They seem a tad worried.

Gears: You cannot keep spamming him in hopes it will work.

Clef: the hell I can’t?? He needs to get his ass over here

Bright: I’ve tried call him and it’s not working

Bright: which is weird because when was the last time you saw him off his phone

Gears: Dr. Kondraki, you are needed almost immediately.

Dr? You raise a brow and scroll upwards in the chat, hoping to get some type of answer. And it keeps going, hundreds of messages about work and things you’re just barely piecing together. Luckily, there’s a little button that allows you to go all the way to the top - or at least how far the logs go.

What is all of this? Images are sometimes shown about files or strange creatures. How is this even allowed out? Your mind begins to spin.

While you scroll through the chat, you look up things through your phone, whispers of things called ‘SCPs’ and containment procedures, and of course, you find next to nothing. Is this just some elaborate Dungeons and Dragons campaign? Your head is spinning further and further as you go down the rabbit hole.

Apparently, Gears, Bright and Clef need Kondraki for something in regards to SCP 239, and it may or may not break ethics code. The things they’re planning on doing… You’re not sure what to make of it. You’re so immensely confused, head practically tearing apart at the seams when the front door opens and you hear Kondraki step back inside, a long sigh on his lips.

“Reader? You in?” He calls out. “Sorry for coming back so late, Draven’s mom, she uh,” he chuckles uncomfortably under his breath, “Draven’s not gonna be with us this weekend.”

You panic and slam the laptop shut, struggling to get the room back in order as Kondraki makes his way to the bedroom.

“Baby, what are you doing?” He asks, brow raised as he leans in the bedroom doorway, arms slightly crossed.

“I was just putting away my clothes!” You rush out, smiling at him.

“Sure,” he says with a small chuckle. His eyes scan over you before he realizes you’re sitting in front of the closet. His heart begins to sink. “Reader…”

“Konny-”

“How much did you see?”

You bite your lip. “I didn’t see anything,” you say. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Kondraki can practically feel the lie radiating off of you. “What did you see?” He asks again.

You feel shivers running up and down your spine, your heart is constricting. “...What is SCP 239?”

A long sigh leaves Kondraki’s lips, his eyes slowly moving from you to his wardrobe. The top drawer, the one you can’t reach, the one he’s told you is nothing more than a coin holder… It has the amnestics. He blinks a few times, heavily walking over to the bed and plopping down on it. “C’mere, I’ll explain it to you,” he says, patting the space beside him.

You hesitantly stand, hand resting in his.

Kondraki rests his arm around you, pulling you into his side as he begins to weave to you the tale of everything you should have never known. Like the first humans in the garden, you were tempted by the snake and ate of the fruit that should have not been eaten. Knowledge is your damnation.

It’s exhausting, entirely exhausting. The weight of all this knowledge - you can’t help but lay back on the bed and listen to Kondraki’s heart, your eyes feeling heavier and heavier.

“Are you tired?” He asks softly, his nose buried into your hair.

You nod ever so slightly.

“Why don’t you get some sleep?”

You feel tears welling in your eyes as Kondraki’s grip around you tightens. “Are you going to be here when I wake up?”

He hums deeply, lips peppering kisses to the crown of your head. “Of course I will.”

“You promise?”

A slightly prick snaps at the base of your skull.

“Yeah baby, I promise.”

You wake up the next morning with tired eyes and a heavy body. You yawn, stretch, and crack your back, eyes narrowing at the sound. Crisp. With another small yawn, you sit up and look out your window, pleased to see that there’s little to no traffic outside. You wonder if you’ll see Sophie soon. Her fathers would be pleased to have the day off, after all. You reach over for your phone.

10 AM on a Saturday? You briefly panic, wondering if you’re missed any baby sitting appointment with your favorite gal when you see a text from Dylan.

Philip: hey sugar cube, Dylan’s mother cancelled the visit for this weekend. Won’t be needing to watch Sophie this weekend. Have a good one

Came in at 7 AM. You let out a breathy sigh before falling back onto your bed. Thank goodness, you would’ve felt awful for leaving them hanging! You sit back up again, thankful you can spend a Saturday to yourself.

Has work really been that hard? Blank spaces begin to make themselves known in the back of your head, a mosaic that you can’t quite place together, but it’s not blatant. Why would it matter?

You brush off the strange, bubbling thoughts before swinging your legs over the bed, sleepily heading to your kitchen. Same tiny apartment, same shitty walls. You run your fingers over your scalp before finally entering your kitchen. Why does it feel so… strange? You blink the feeling back.

There, on the countertop, is a cup of your favorite breakfast drink. It’s resting on top of a slip of paper in a handwriting that feels so familiar, yet hazy.

You try to bite back the horror that someone was in your apartment when you were asleep but shakily reach out to the note anyways, not realizing that your eyes are beginning to water as a response.

‘Nice to see you’re up, Reader. Always were a late riser. Look, I’m not supposed to be writing this to you, not after what happened, but I know you’re going to be confused to hell and back. Our use of ‘medicine’ can only go so far, and you’re bound to go spotty now, and a few months from now. You’re going to be confused, and you’re going to feel things that you aren’t supposed to because at one point, you really did feel them. When that happens, I need you to call this number - XXX-XXX-XXXX.

You’re really confused now, huh? Wouldn’t expect anything less, you never should’ve found out about this in the first place.

I’m sorry. I’m really, really sorry. For failing to protect you, for taking away so much and not even being allowed to tell you what it is I’ve taken away. Perhaps if that day had gone differently, if I didn’t spend that time talking to her, I would’ve made it back in time to stop you.

You deserve better than this, truly. I wish I could have been that for you, and I’m so, so sorry that it had to come to this. Our protocol is strict, and I couldn’t bear to put you through what I’ve-... Some things are better left unwritten, but just know that it was better this than putting you through what we’d call hell on earth.

I’ve never broken a promise to you, not in the four wonderful years I’ve known you and the three I’ve loved you. I’ve managed to keep them all, but I fear this is the first I will break.

Call the number when things get weird, maybe we'll meet again.

With all my love, Kondraki.’

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