#i genuienly think about this once a week

[sorryiwasasleep]

No because genuinely I think ALL the fucking time about how the Tin Can Bro’s put on ‘Spies Are Forever’ a musical containing the song ‘Not So Bad’ in the year 2015 and how this was meant to be SUCH A CLEAR AND OBVIOUS SATIRE and not an EERIE WARNING ABOUT A PREVALENT ATTITUDE PEOPLE STARTED LITERALLY USING BY THE NEXT ELECTION!:

(‘Not So Bad’ starts at 3:06 and is to the end of the video)

Like truly Agent Curt Mega in the scene is everyone else:

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE”

[icarusredwings]

Thinking about Wade's Adhd and rejection sensitivity. Getting upset about inconveniences he can't control even when not mentally small, just becoming irationally overly upset over things that don't really affect much.

How he's been talking about a certain sandwitch all day long. Since noon, throughout the entire mission, and now he's yapping about it again on the 6 block walk to said sandwitch joint ran by a small immigrant family.

He keeps talking about how great it is. Logan didn't have this place in his timeline, so Wade is ampled excited to show him. Logan jokes with him how he sounds more excited to eat this sub then he is to suck dick.

Wade, with the most serious face, goes, "I can get dick anytime. They're only open 4 days a week and only from 1 to 5."

Logan notes this in the back of his mind for the future.

Just as they get there, Wade is telling Logan that they used to be open 10-5 but their daughter went to college, so now they are on their own. How these people have been so kind to him and told him that they started this shop for their daughter specifically. To give her a good life, they've been working hard to send her to college since day one.

As they roll up to the door, Wade's face drops. All of the glee and joy from his body evaporates and immediately he's just staring at the sign.

"Sorry, we're closed. Come back -" and then a small plastic clock that shown when they opened again tomorrow at 1 pm.

They're too late.

"Oh... well, that sucks." Logan mutters, hands in his pockets as he watches Wade look so utterly disappointed that even he begins to feel bad for him.

He puts a hand on his shoulder. "We can always come again tomorrow."

"B-but I...i wanted.." He starts to tear up, quickly moving to wipe his eyes, sniffling and shaking his head. "It's fine... okay.. tomarrow." He whispers, not only feeling pathetic for being so upset over a sandwitch store being closed, but now they had to walk all the way back home.

"...are you okay?"

"Yeah.. it's fine.." But it's clearly not fine. He fully understands that they were late, and thats why they were closed. He's not angry at them. He's not angry at logan either. Not even himself, really. He must have miscalculated the time. A pure mistake.

But on the way home, it's very obvious that this is a big deal. He's quiet. Staring at the ground as he walks, biting his nails, wiping a tear once inawhile.

It makes Logan frown, uncomfortable with the silence, knowing his mind was no where near silent at the moment. He knew it was turmoil in there, a loud and pouting mess.

"....do you want to get something else?"

"...no..." He whispers.

Logan observes his body language, watching how his eyes kept flickering and filling with a tear every now and again. How distant he becomes and almost... hugs himself... at one point. He knows that this is a much different response from when small him throws a tantrum or sulks. He looks as if he genuienly didn't want to be upset but just... is. As if he couldn't stop his overwhelming emotions from flooding his mind.

He takes his hand. "...is it because you wanted to show me?"

"No.. I mean.. kinda? But I just... I really wanted it."

"We can get it tomarrow?"

"I know. I can't... its hard to explain."

Logan gives his hand a squeeze, talking quietly.

"... is it a safe food?"

Wade nods, wiping another tear on his sleeve. It was one of the few things he could eat without puking. But that still wasn't why he was upset.

"Do you want me to make you a sub?"

He shakes his head. "It won't be the same."

"Im sure I can make it the sa-"

"No.. I mean... yes?? Im sorry, Peanut. It's... It's an experience thing.. I've had it in my head all day to go and get a sub from them. And now I can't check it off until tomorrow."

Oooh.. that makes sense. He had a checklist in his head. Something he needed to finish before he could go to bed. And now that this wasn't finished? He would have a hard time moving forward.

When they arrive home, Wade goes to hide in the corner of their bedroom, quiet and trying to think of something else he could do to distract his mean brain from yelling at him.

'What are you doing? You were supposed to go to the shop! Stop being lazy and just go! Come on! We've been waiting all day for this! ... Logan said he would eat a sub with us...But we were so good today...' They said.

"I know.." he muttered, putting on his headphones, hoping to drown them out.

It doesn't work. Now hes just laying in bed, rotting and staring at the ceiling while tears travel down the sides of his face. He's breathing a bit shakily.

'Why are we crying? Its just a sandwitch. It has nothing to do with the sandwich dipshit!! Are we bad..? Did we misbehave? Is that why Logan dosn't want to eat with us? Hey! Hello?? Were kind of starving here. Haven't even had anything today since breakfast. Im not hungry anymore. You're really pathetic you know that? Almost 50 years old crying over a fucking sandwitch.'

They were so loud that even with the volume up so high, he didn't hear Logan come in.

"Wade?" He waves a hand in front of him, watching as he jumps, looking up with such puffy red eyes.

"W-what?"

He puts down a plate. It's a sub.

Looking at it, he glances between him and the food multiple times, watching as Logan takes it, taking a bite and sitting next to him.

He doesn't say a word.

Now, Wade is crying for a different reason, his eyes softening as he smiles, gently leaning into him. "... Can I have a bite?"

"Of my dick or my sub?" He asks, glancing to him with a teasing look painted on his raised brow.

Wade giggles, nuzzling into his shoulder as he takes a big breath, sighing. Glancing at the door, he mutters. "Do you see this shit? And you all call me the nasty one."

Logan only smirks, a bit too proudly. "Says the guy who once-"

"Woah woah woah peanut! That's enough. This episode is rated pg. Sorry about that. God, such a potty mouth." He snickers, sitting up as Logan lets him take a bite from the end of the sub, Lady and the Tramp style.

[i-yap]

So I was reading ur dick Grayson x reader thoughts and it gave me an idea.. what if reader has dreamed of their wedding their entire life. Like it’s all they ever wanted. But then Dick gets called in for a mission and doesn’t even tell her and just leaves her standing there. I mean obviously she’s like pissed and stuff but like I just want to see how you think dick would react and I think it would take her a bit to forgive him if she ever does.

Dick x y/n- missed wedding

Honesty I think that the whole ditching without informing was early in the relationship or for events he knows he can make up for. You also get used to it with time understanding the work he does is important and that you'll always be the most important thing in his life no matter what.

BUT- if some big crisis does happen and dick has no way of getting out of it..

You are of course heartbroken, it is your wedding and the groom missing. what will you tell your family? are you not important to him? is this even a good idea? will he continue to prioritize hero work over you ? what if you were going into labour? what happens if you have kids? are you really cut out for this heroes wife work??

the wedding nerves, the shock and the embarrassment is a potent mixture . Once you calm down you do more logically appraise the situation.

I think Dick will do the biggest gesture ever , something private but sweet. he will take all your hitting crying and screaming with patience then sit you down and explain that if he hadn't left - you guys may not have had a honeymoon. He plans the whole wedding to perfection to be held by the end of the week( alfred helped)

Dick genuienly would try his hardest to not ditch you on your wedding. if this was really the last option and no other super hero was available and the whole world was about to end..i think you can excuse him this one time . after all you did marry an amazing, kind, heroic guy who everyone needs. just don't forget he needs you the most and he will never do anything to jeopardize what you guys have. he will never prioritize something over you .

(my first request yayy)

[cleabellanov]

Two weeks after season 2, but I'm still there. Here are some chaotic thoughts I felt like sharing 🌞

Part 1 :)) Contains spoilers for season 2

Free will / Responsability

I was just thinking how, before everything changed in seasons 1 and 2 of Loki, the events on the Sacred Timeline were, so to say, scripted. In He Who Remain's words (though i have to admit it feels weird mentioning him, the man is so LITTLE compared to our Loki); the road was paved.

That's the thing about branches, about the infinity of the vast multiverse. The path isn't paved anymore, no more yellow brick road, every decisions sets you on a new one. Anything can happen. So, if anything can happen, nothing matters? No. If anything can happen, the choices that are made, the paths that are taken, have their own entity. Everyone has a story that they can make different every day. That's what Loki is there for. Rewriting the story. The hard thing to do, the thing that had to be done. And I find that really interesting. If you only believe in Destiny's hand, what are yours there for? Gods don't give humans destiny, because it would be just too easy. Too easy to blame it on fate, rather than take responsability for your actions. And the other way around too, if it all falls on your shoulders, isn't it too much to bear?

That links to burden, the burden of responsability. All "variants" will have the free will, while the God of Stories bears it. for a while. I mean, he won't be there for forever, alone, right? Come on now.

Bittersweet, exceptionally good, but definitely heartbreaking

Yes, I still sob sometimes because a once analyst or jet ski seller from Ohio can't move on from losing / being separated from his favorite person. And that favorite person hearing him from a very long distance.

Thank you, my friend / Thank you, Mobius.

I genuienly think Loki learned a lot about himself and the essence of life so different from what he knew because of his time at the TVA, not only because of Mobius. As Tom said in an interview ( for SagAftra Foundation) he found himself in this kafkaesque organization, where people, now variants, are just numbers and a verdict: guitly. That gradually changes, but as we see Loki evolve, it's Mobius who stays by his side. They meet at the TVA, and influence each other for the better while changing the institution as well!! "Thanks for the spark"

It's Mobius who looks at Loki without judgement. With a little bit of admiration, even.

It's Mobius who tells Loki he doesn't have to be alone. And that he can be someone good.

He offers this outcast, a "mischevious liar", a hand, both literally and figuratively.

And this is returned, because now Loki is trusting Mobius, something we barely see the God of Mischief do before, right? (examples: Mobius is the one Loki turns to in episode 1, they very much work together in episode 2 when finding Brad and getting that information out of him, and at the end of the ep Loki stayed. The hug, our only on screen *actual* hug between these two, at the end of season 1. It's great).

It's Mobius who Loki turns to, at the roots of this relationship, when not knowing what to do anymore, or needing that last piece of the puzzle, or number of the equation (and knowing the person that will give it). That "thank you, Mobius" as Loki shakes his hand is like a reflection to all this time spent together, not only that moment in time. It's a thank you of ages, of learning how to love and BE loved; learning, across this path, that every life and every branch is worth of love, ultimately turning Loki's understanding and caring of this in the biggest motivation.

And the thing is it doesn't even have to be romantic!! (I mean it kind of is to us fans, but not everyone sees it that way*ahem*D!sney). But even platonically, this is still a very strong connection, undeniable so. Everyone agrees: Kevin Wright "He cares about Mobius, more than he ever cared about anyone else", Eric Martin : "They have great chemestry", Tom: "They're *passionately* disagreeing" or any time he talks about these 2.

Secondly after Loki's fulfilling journey and more than poetic end, these 2 are certainly the best we got this season.

Thanks for reading <3

[dragonfly0808]

Hello! Hope you're doing well!! ❤️

Do you think that every couple in your rewrite will start a family together? At what age? Also do you think that all/some of them will keep in touch if they're gonna have a family of their own?

Sorry for the weird questions but I'm literally OBSESSED with your rewrite. Everything makes perfectly sense, it is just so good. Can't wait to read your debut novel!

I can see Stella and Brandon having a big family (Brandon is from a big family himself and Stella wants a bunch of kids as well) due to royal Solarian traditions they’d have to wait to get married so they’d probably have their first kid at around 25 or 26

Flora and Helia would have one kid, two at most at about 23 or 24

I can see Rivusa actually adopting two kids or mayhaps having one bio kid and an adopted one at around 24 or 25

I genuienly don’t know if Tecna and Timmy would have kids… like at the same time I can see them having two kids but also I can’t see it… I can’t explain it. If they did have kids they’d probably wind up with one or 2 at most at around 28

Nabu and Aisha would prob have two or three kids at around 24 or 25

And finally… I can see Bloom and Sky having 2 kids, probably adopted, though they’d wait the longest before having kids, probably at around 30

They would all stay in touch though some would get together more often than others.

Specifically, obvs Bloom, Stella, Sky and Brandon would see each other every two weeks without fail

Aisha, Flora, Helia and Nabu would have getaways for hikes and such every two or three weeks

Musa, Tecna, Riven and Timmy would get together in Zenith (the boys + Tecna sometimes, fix ships and tinker while Musa chills with them or plays the guitar with Tecna) or in Melody (they hangout at the beaches or cook together)

Also also also, Flora and Riven would be the others to get together often since you can’t keep them apart for long and their kids would 100% be best friends

The girls would get together once a month to have tea or chill and let out steam

The boys would do the same

But they would all organize a whole get together whenever they could, probably once a month or every month and a half

[likecassandra-ao3]

some life updates now that we're a third into the new year:

life has been keeping be busy - and while this might sound like a broken record, it's honestly the truth. i moved two months ago, and in combination with my university assignments (final ones due next week! final stretch before easter lmao), and my mental health simply having to be my priority these past months, i've had neither time nor energy to put any of my little energy into my works on ao3.

which, genuienly, both disappoints and saddeny me becuase i truly love my little fics and ideas and being abble to interact with readers and other fics and i would have loved to work on them more. unfortunately, that just wasn't a realistic hope and, while not planned, the decision to take a step back from writing, was necessary.

despite that, i've been thinking a lot about my fics and missing them and i truly hope i'll be able to get back into writing next month once my essay deadlines are over.

i hope you're all doing well <3 cass.

[salt-volk]

re "tbh pretty sure anji just lied about the whole "monthlies and customs only take 10% of my workload" bit because there is no way that is true with absolute NOTHING to show for that supposed other 90% like....." 

idk i actually do genuienly believe her (moslty bc 4-6 custom items taking an entire month or even more than 2 days for a 10yr+ professional mostly full time artist just seems impossible to me esp seeing how quickly she does shit on stream & knowing other artists myself haha. no comment on the monthlies since even if they did hold up site progress they cant just be paused as thats the sole revenue for dv so moot to talk abt as an option but id ALSO guess those dont take an entire month or even over a week, esp w how theres always small boring items included w only a few complicated each batch) but like i think was brought up before, i agree the main problem is that all that stuff is one time scheduled release but other content is nearly ALWAYS larger bundles together.

its easier + quicker to do a few art than an entire event. customs are published once their done. but general site content is made dependent on a bunch of other shit ("X item is complete but will have to sit here for month until the other 15 items are done" "Y item is finished but we have to get ahold of our barley functional coder & wait 2 mo. on writing before it can come out"). so stuff like custom queue stays chugging along doing a lil bit here & there while main site content releases are always MASSIVE drops w a bunch of shit all at once to the point that its overwhelming. 

there is plenty to show for the other 90% of time they just dont show it at the right times or in the right way bc they put all the stuff together (OR also could be all their time gose into shit that isnt easily visible like background management work or now that anjis trying to learn code to pick up slack she could be spending more time w that which has no visible site progress). fr we spend all our time waiting around for shit to drop not bc progress isnt actually getting done or bc one thing is takign up all the resources but just bc staff just does not know how to do little teasers or small events or small content resleases.

again this all comes down to management issue & site direction. probaly also a community advisor of sorts. which they lack. but could tell them "you dont have to put these items together or drop them w an update. the users do not care". or "you do not have to waste months coming up w grand vision of new event types multiple times a yr i promise you can just do the same thing & nobody will care" haha

which to be clear this is totally their fault & i dont understand the compulsion to always have to have like 85 new items come out simultaneosly as part of one update instead of just slowly drip feeding to at least help w the illusion & create more of feeling of constant content stream -_- i still dont have all the shit from those last two big updates w the stupid circlets & just gave up bc its to hard to keep track of...

oh worm they releasde new event info while iasw writing this. how much do you wanna bet some of the event content will be stuff that could have been seperated & dropped on its own but was just grouped together? even having the first custom auction w the event... that could have been its own thing tbh. released sooner since is not being held back waiting on a bunch of other shit to complete. have a feeling the mini town could have been out on its own too. lord

[strawbnetwork]

todays life update life blog blogging solely about me: my friend did not forget that we're watching mockinjay tomorrow and text me asking what i want to eat because he knows i am a quote unquote picky eater and said verbatim "i just want you to have something you'll like" which is soooo like you are my best friend. Best Friend. capital B capital F full stop . but also i feel like a huuuge nuisance but also i bought him a mug just because a couple weeks ago so im hoping that balances things out in my brain

[lostinyourdreams]

Demon Slayer characters celebrating your birthday

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I decided to do those because my birthday will be soon and I'm really stressed cos a lot of bad things have happened already:') so I've done these for comfort!

Characters: Tanjiro, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Rengoku and Mitsuri

Warings: none- pure fluff, modern au and well- its not proof read-

Tanjiro

He would definitely want to surprise you so he had carefully planned anything a week or so before

Tanjiro will be awake before you because he's planned on making you your favourite breakfast, he will gently nudge your shoulder in order to wake you up, smiling as he handed you a plate of your favourite food that he himself has prepared

"Good morning my beloved, Happy birthday" he would smile and kiss your forehead gently

After you finished eating Tanjiro would put your plate away before handing you a neatly wrapped present, he certainly picked a few things you have mentioned before along with some other things he thought you may like

When you started unwrapping the present he got a bit nervous wondering if what he has gotten you was too little or too much and if it was to your liking

Once he sees you smile and being genuienly happy for the gift Tanjiros heart would skip a beat, he's just so glad you like his gift

The rest of the day would be spend at home doing whatever you wanted to do whether it was cuddling, watching a movie, dancing in the livingroom etc- Tanjiro would happily do it with you.

If you want to eat somewhere be sure Tanjiro will gladly take you there and pay for the food himself. If you want to go somewhere else like a town center and want to get snacks and other things Tanjiro is paying for them before you can even grab your wallet

He wants you to feel loved and appreciated on your birthday and of course he does want to spoil you just a little bit

Zenitsu

Zenitsu definitely planned your birthday months ahead- he wanted to make sure its more than perfect

He reserved a table at one of the most over the top restaurants, bought you a bouquet of your favourite flowers and certainly got you a really expensive gift, one that you mentioned wanting but said its too pricey

He would not be able to sleep the night before your birthday, he'd be going through way too many emotions to even be able to think about sleeping-

The moment you open your eyes Zenitsu is basically on his knees before you handing you the gift and bouquet of flowers "Y/n- chan Happy Birthday! I love you"

He definitely got the two of you take out for breakfast cos I dont think he can cook that well-

The rest of the day (before your restaurant reservation) he spends the day dotting over you

At the restaurant he is telling you to get everything you want and not worry about the price

Zenitsu will honestly go above and beyond to make your birthday something special

He will definitely cancel and make new plans to best fit what you like or want

Inosuke

He probably forgot about your birthday- he certainly wrote it down somewhere so he wouldnt forget it but he still ended up forgetting and remembered on the day of your birthday about it-

He panicked and immedietly demanded Tanjiro and Zenitsu help him prepare something for your birthday

He is not taking no as an answer- he will force them to help him out. He sends Zenitsu to get a cake and Tanjiro to purchase food

He will never admit to forgetting about your birthday-

He takes you to a park to have a picnic, he didnt have too much time to get you something big he got you something small and meaningful. Something that could remind you of him whenever the two of you are appart

He certainly feels bad he nearly forgot about your birthday so to make up for it he will act just a bit softer and more affectionate

Rengoku

Rengoku will wake you up early because he has a full day prepared for the both of you.

He will take you somewhere to eat and then he will take you somewhere fun where you could have an adventure

Depending if you prefer crowded places or not he will take you to either an amusement park or something similar to it or for a hike

No matter what you prefer Rengoku will want to ensure you have fond memories of your birthday or generally whenever you two are together

In the evening he will probably just want to lay down with you and relax, either watching a movie or just talking

I feel like Rengoku is more of a person who enjoys quality time spent together rather than giving gifts but for this occasion, he spend a lot of time (and with the help of Mitsuri and Tengen) he gets you a nice piece of jewlery that he will give you by the end of the day when the two of you are just relaxing at home

Mitsuri

Poor baby was so excited about spending time with you for your birthday- she wanted to let you sleep in but she really couldnt help waking you up by hugging you and pretty much yelling "My love! Happy Birthday!" as she nuzzled her face into your shoulder

She starts the day off by taking you to a restaurant and insisting on paying for everything you both get herself

She has a gift already prepared for you- its gonna be a matching piece of jewlery (like those necklaces that come in two pieces but when you put them together they create a full heart-) and she intends on giving it to you by the end of the day but she cant wait- she hands you your present while you're still at the restaurant

After you've finished eating Mitsuri will take you both to a hot spring to relax, she reserved a private spring for the both of you

While in there she will gently masage your shoulders, tell you how nuch she loves you and so on

Once you both get home Mitsuri got one last activity for you two to make together- baking!

She will let you pick what you want to bake and the two of you will do it together and if you really dont like cooking she will do it all by herself while you sit down and watch her do it

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[collabwithmyself]

ey, about that post about going at eather 0 or 100, as someone whos been following u for a long time, you have no reason to feel guilty man. like, i/we know that its just how ur blog works, and we wouldnt be here if we didnt like it, is just like how some artist post thrice a week and some post once every two weeks and every time im just like oh! new content, neat! independently of how long it took cus like. art takes time who am i to judge that

like is just the collab format and i genuienly didnt think of it much until u brought it up

idk im bad with words n stuff but i just really love ur content, hope u feel better soon :o)

Thanks man I'm just Anxious these days

[hopelikethemoon]

Title: ballet practice  Rating: PG Length: 2,200 Warnings: None. All fluff.  Notes: Please note that we’ve encountered a time jump. This ficlet is set in 1996 when Josie is 3 years old.  You can follow the timeline of Maybe Today, Maybe Forever here. Also, can I just how freaking hard it is to write them being genuienly happy? Not that it’ll last for long. Summary: I don’t know how to summarize this because it’s just fluff and amusement.  Taglist:  @grapemama​​  @seawhisperer​​ @huliabitch​​ @pedropascalito​​ @rogrsnbarnes​​@thewallpapergoesorido​​ @twomoonstwosuns​​ @gooddaykate​​ @livasaurasrex @ham4arrow​@hiscyarika​​ @plexflexico​​ @readsalot73​​ @hdlynn​​ @lokiaddicted​ @randomness501​​@fioccodineveautunnale​​​ @roxypeanut​ @just-add-butter​ @snivellusim​

“Mommy, my hair’s falling down.” Josie pouted as she tugged at the loose strands that she’d slowly worked out of her bun over the course of the fifteen-minute car ride to the dance studio. You sighed heavily, gesturing for her to come closer. “Thank you mommy.”

“Of course, baby doll.” You said affectionately, pulling a bobby pin loose and tucking it between your lips as you started to pull apart your efforts. Whoever thought getting a three year old to sit still long enough to get their hair slicked back into a bun had lost their damn mind. 

“You good?” Javier questioned, running his hand over the length of your back as he settled into the seat beside you. 

“Yeah.” You nodded with a smile. “Hun, you’ve got to hold still.” 

Josie stiffened at your words, “I’m sorry mommy.” 

“It’s okay sweetheart.” You offered, tucking another bobby pin between your lips. Javier gave your shoulder three little squeezes — a gesture that never failed to make your heart flutter. It had been years since the first time he silently reminded you of his love with the subtlest of touches. Something that used to get you through the hardest days of work when Josie hadn’t even been born yet. 

“I’m gonna hit the restroom,” Javier told you, leaning down to press a quick kiss to your temple before he headed down the hallway to the bathroom. You were keenly aware of the way the other mothers in the room watched him leave. You had to admit, the jeans made his ass look great. But they were also relentless women, despite the fact you were sitting right there. 

And it wasn’t as though Javier didn’t make it known that he was with you. If he didn’t have his arm slung around your shoulders, he had his hand on your knee, or his fingers interlaced with yours. Javi took full advantage of the fact that nothing about your relationship had to be kept under wraps anymore. 

“Hold still.” You reminded Josie as she started wiggling — never able to stay in one spot for very long. “Almost done.” You mumbled through the bobby pins as you peeled the hairnet off, resting it on your leg as you pinned her hair back down. 

When Javier returned from the bathroom the seat beside him was no longer vacant. One of the mothers — Missy — had uprooted her belongings across the room to slide into the spot next to him. You had met her husband once, at one of the girls’ recitals. Typical military type, and easy on the eyes himself. You had no idea why she was constantly in hot pursuit of Javi, except for the fact that Javi was… well, aloof was the best word for it.

You didn’t know anything for certain, but you sometimes wondered if the other mothers had some unspoken bet in place. Which one of them would manage to snatch up the Hot Dad at their daughter's dance class? A couple of them had caught you off-guard a few months back at the cookie table during one of the in-class recitals. They wanted to know all about why the pair of you weren’t married. Was there trouble? All sorts of bullshit no one had any right to ask another person when they just wanted to enjoy their Snickerdoodles. 

“Don’t you look pretty,” Javier told Josie as she showed off her new bun. “Now don’t you pull it down again. You’re driving mommy crazy.” He gave her cheek a playful pinch and she giggled and hugged at his legs. 

“Remember to work on your balance like we practiced.” You reminded her, leaning forward to press a kiss to the top of her head. She scampered off towards the studio with two of the other little girls that had been waiting for her. 

Javier leaned back in the chair, resting his foot on the top of his thigh as he crossed his legs. “I can’t believe how big she’s getting.” He remarked, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked at you. “Feels like just yesterday I was holding her in my arms.”

You nudged at his arm, “It probably was just yesterday. You’re always carrying her around.” 

“Touché.” He chuckled, rubbing his thumb over his bottom lip before he reached over and rested his hand on your thigh, giving it a squeeze. 

“I think it’s just darling how you are with her,” Missy remarked, but Javier didn’t seem to realize she was talking at him just yet. “It’s just so important for little girls to have bonds with their daddys like that.”

You covered your mouth as you stifled a laugh, rubbing your lips together as you met Javier’s gaze. Your brows rose upwards as you nodded your head towards Missy. “She’s talking to you.” You whispered. 

Javier glanced over his shoulder at Missy, his shoulders growing tense as he turned to speak to her. “Yeah, it is. She makes it easy though.” 

“She’s just the sweetest little girl.” Missy seemed elated to have his attention. “My Lily has been dying to have her over. Maybe you could bring her over  for lunch one day.” She looked at you then, “Such a shame you work. I’d invite you, but I guess Javi will just have to bring her himself.” 

“Actually,” He slid his hand up your leg to grab ahold of your hand, interlacing your fingers as he turned to meet your gaze. “You're free this Wednesday aren’t you, baby?”

“Yeah.” You grinned at him, before regarding Missy. “I actually only work a couple days a week, Missy. I’d love to bring Josie over.” 

“Oh,” She pursed her lips, folding her arms across her chest. “I’ll have to see if I’m free on Wednesday. How does Thursday look for you, Javier?”

Javi squeezed your hand, looking back at you again. “You’re off then, aren’t you?”

“I am.” You rubbed your thumb over the back of his hand. “Missy, give me a call on Sunday and we’ll set the playdate up.”

Missy frowned before quickly plastering on a fake smile, “Sounds like a plan.”

 ———

“Are they all that bad?” Javier questioned once Josie was loaded into the backseat and he started down the road towards home. 

“Hmm?”

“The moms.”

You snorted, “Oh, they’re ruthless.” 

“Jesus Christ.” He shook his head slowly. 

“I personally don’t get the appeal.” You quipped, leaning across the center console to steal his aviators off his shirt and putting them on. The evening sun was catching you right in the eyes through the passenger window. 

“Of me?”

“Mhm.” You smirked at him. “I mean, have you seen Missy’s husband?”

“Baby.” He huffed. 

You let his aviator’s slide down the bridge of your nose, peering over the top at him as he stopped at a light. “What?”

“That’s not fair.” 

“I’m just saying.” You shrugged a shoulder, barely able to keep from laughing. “And Tonya’s husband,” You pretended to fan yourself. “Yet she was all over me for information about you last week.” You cleared your throat, before imitating the woman’s nasally voice, “Where does Javi work? How did you meet Javi?” 

“I get it.” 

“Oh, wait.” You held up a hand. “What was it she said? It’s so nice of you to care for Javier’s daughter like she’s yours.” You gave him a droll expression. “As if that head didn’t come out of me.” You pushed the aviators back up to the bridge of your nose, looking between Javier and Josie, who had already fallen dead asleep in her carseat. “I mean she does look a lot like you.” 

“Nah, she’s got all her mama’s good looks.” Javier drawled out, glancing back in the rearview window. “Let’s rewind to what you were saying about Missy’s husband.” 

You laughed, sinking back in your seat. “He’s not really my type.” 

“What’s your type?”

You tapped your finger against your chin as you thought for a long moment. “I’m a sucker for dark hair and dark eyes.” You mused, chewing at the inside of your bottom lip. “A little grey is nice too.” You glanced over at him, a grin spreading over your lips. “A mustache. Very kissable lips.” 

“Sounds like a lucky guy.” 

“Just as lucky as I am.”  

 ———

You leaned against the threshold of Josie’s bedroom, watching as Javier laid beside Josie on her little twin bed, reading her a bedtime story. You had been insistent that she still needed a toddler bed, but Javier had convinced you that she was ready for a “big girl bed” Mostly so he could lay in bed with her and read to her. 

Don Quixote had proven to be a little daunting for a three-year-old, so he’d recently branched out into Read Along books — mostly Lion King, which Josie had recently become obsessed with. You had to admit, Javier did a killer Scar impersonation that would’ve put Jeremy Irons to shame. He did anything he could to keep Josie entertained and he was fortunate because everything he did became her new favorite thing. 

“You know, I was thinking...” You whispered as he closed Josie’s door shut behind him, lingering in the hallway in front of you. 

“Yeah?” His brows drew together. 

“I think I’m ready.” 

“For?” 

You sighed softly, “To try to have another baby.”

“Is this because Tonya thought Josie wasn’t yours?” He questioned, folding his arms across his chest. 

You had both discussed the potential of having another kid in roundabout ways over the years. Steve and Connie had adopted another little girl from Colombia last year — which had sparked a quiet desire to have two of your own. To have it all; the doting partner, the adoring father, the baby showers, the doctor’s visits. All the little things your pregnancy with Josie had been robbed of. 

You shook your head. “No, it’s not. I’ve been thinking about it for awhile.”

“So have I.” He admitted, pushing his fingers through his hair and curling his hand around the back of his neck. “I think we could handle a four-year-old and a newborn.” 

A laugh escaped you, “Yeah. I think we could too.” 

“And you promise this isn’t because of those dumbass women at ballet?”

“Oh, I mean…” You shrugged your shoulders. “I fully intend to flaunt it.” You gave him a sweeping look, “Because you’re all mine to have a family with.” You reached out and traced your fingers over the exposed skin where his shirt was partially buttoned. 

Javier let out a slow and shaky breath, one that seemed like he’d been holding it in for a while. “So this is happening?”

You nodded. “I’d like to try.” 

“Me too.” He looped his fingers into your belt loops, pulling you in to him so he could plant a kiss on your lips. “It’s going to be so different.” 

“I know.” You brushed your fingers along the column of his throat, leaning up to kiss him again. “I can’t wait to see how absolutely atrocious you’re going to be in public.” 

“Oh, it’s going to be bad.” He drawled out with a grin, bumping his nose against yours. “I’m going to drive you crazy, baby.”

“I expect nothing less.” You kissed him once more, letting your lips linger against his. “I bet you’re excited that you can talk to Steve about everything this time.” 

“Best damn part of this.” He teased, his hands curling around your hips. “Aside from the baby part.” 

“Just when I finally get back into shape.” You huffed, draping your arms over his shoulders. 

“You’re not going to hear any complaints from me.” Javier quipped, looking down at you. “I thought you were gorgeous when you were pregnant with Josie. Think you’re gorgeous all the time.” 

You ran your hand up the back of his neck, playing with the hair at the nape of his neck. “Josie’s going to be so excited when it happens.”

“You think?” Javier chuckled. “Though she might lose her mind over the thought of not being daddy’s only little girl.”

“It might be a boy.” You pointed out. 

“Steve will expect us to name him after him. It’s got to be a girl.” Javier made a disgruntled face. 

You laughed, slowly winding your arms around him and pressing your face into his chest. “I’ll stop taking my birth control tomorrow. It’ll take a couple weeks for the hormones to clear out of my system and then…”

Javier wrapped his arms around you tightly, leaning down to press his face into the crook of your neck. Who would’ve thought, way back when, that this was the man that would change your life forever. That made every day an adventure. Which wasn’t to say that he wasn’t an absolute asshole somedays, but you were well aware of the fact that you could also drive him up the wall too. You were perfect counterweights to one another. 

It was crazy to think that in just ten months you might have another baby in the house. 

Colombia felt like a lifetime ago already. The trauma of Josie’s birth — simply a whisper of the past. It wouldn’t be like that this time. This new baby would proudly be a Peña from the moment he or she was born. Javier wouldn’t have to hide his elation, miss out on the sonograms or the heartbeats. He wouldn’t have to slide out of your bed and leave you in the mornings or come home to you late at night.

You were stuck with him. Right where you wanted him. 

[stevethehairington]

Tagged by: the lovely @scimitar-and-longsword  💕💕

Name(s): my name is Mack, and if this also includes like usernames too then my ao3 is macksdramaticshenanigans and obviously yall can see my tumblr url lol. i have a fandom twitter but i hate twitter so i barely go on it lmao.

Fandom(s): oh boy haha this is a loooong list. as of right now, the main fandoms i’m involved in are The Old Guard and Trust FX, but in the past i’ve written for Skam, Marvel, Good Omens, Love Simon/Simon vs., Shameless, and IT. and ofc there are some fandoms i have not written for that i casually enjoy as well.

Where you post: all my fics are posted on ao3! or are sitting in my wips folder lol. i’ve ocsasionally posted some snippets of writing here to tumblr, but none of those are like full on, proper fics, mostly just me rambling off some thoughts i had about whatever characters in whatever scenarios

Most Popular One Shot (by kudos): Imagine Being Loved By Me (918 kudos) ((so close to 1k holy shit!!!! if it got to 1k i think i’d actually die of happiness omg)) this is my Good Omens smut fic lmfao, crowley is fantasizing and aziraphale makes it a reality skgjsd. i’m actually pretty damn pleased with how this one turned out, and i never expected it to get that many kudos so that makes me ridiculously happy sfjgfg. (and also podfixx made a podfic of this fic which made me INSANELY happy like that is the coolest thing ever)

Most Popular Multi-Chapter (by kudos): I Have Hella Feelings For You (697 kudos) ahhh this one!! this one is actually my very first ever chaptered fic!! it’s a skam fic, and i have the most distinctive memory of me sititng in my dorm bed freshman year of college, furiously typing away at my laptop everyday for a week because i somehow managed to post a chapter every day until it was finished, which meant i was writing a new chapter everyday. like damn, i really peaked with that huh? lmao

Favorite story you’ve written so far: ahh okay not to like. toot my own horn kgfldg but this question is HARD bc i have a lot of favorites. i’m going to pick a favorite from each of my main fandoms i’ve written for because i’m an Indecisive Hoe okay fdjdf.

- From Marvel: Just Called To Say I Love You this one is my wrong number stucky fic and i actually adore this one so much, and also it actually ended up being WAY more popular than i expected it to? like i was lowkey shook by how many people liked it 

- From Skam: If You Love Me, If You Hate Me so. about this one. it’s probably my favorite skam fic that i’ve written. but. it also is the utter bane of my existence bc this is the one and only fic i have ever written and posted that i haven’t fnished gskgjfdlfs. it’s going on soon to be a little over 2 years of sitting on my account as an unfinished wip, but i REFUSE to mark it as abandoned bc i really genuienly DO want to finish it, i just havent written for this fandom in a while and inspiration/motivation is tricky yknow? but anyways. this fic is my soccer au!! it was a gift for a secret santa exchange i believe to a dear friend of mine and i still feel awful that i never finished it but. one day!!

- From Love Simon/Simon vs.: Where I Like You Best i am actually obsessed with this one. is that weird to say about your own fic? i enjoy reading a good soulmate au, but writing them has always been SO daunting to me bc i never feel like my ideas are original enough or like things that havent been done a lot for that trope. but for this one!!! omg i found the BEST prompt for it and it fit these characters SO well and i wrote it and i ended up absolutely loving how it turned out, and i was so proud of myself for writing a pretty successful soulmate au.

- From Shameless: Wooden Floors, Walls, and Window Sills so this one was my second ever gallavich fic, and it’s probably my favorite because i think it’s the best characterization i got of them in all of my fics, and good characterization is one of the most important things to me when i write fic. 

- From IT: To What We Might Do is my favorite reddie fic i’ve written! i definitely projected onto richie a teeny tiny bit in it for some parts lmfao, but yeah idk i just love how this one turned out a whole lot, and i enjoyed how i ended it too (esp since endings can be very difficult for me lol). ((BUT also a special shoutout to my fic Imagine Me and You, I Do bc that one is just pure fluff and i adore the concept of someone being just so absolutely in love with someone doing something so incredibly simple and it just rocks their world)

- From Good Omens: I Want To Know What Love Is (did i use the most cheesy title ever? absolutely. do i love it? absolutely.) anyways this fic is one where crowley the demon experiences love and promptly thinks he’s dying. 

Fic you were nervous to post: ooh, i mean i’m always pretty anxious about any fic i post because i never know if it’s going to be recepted well or if people are going to like it or hate it or if anyone is even going to read it or repsond to it. especially if the fic is a gift for someone, because i just really want that person to like it yknow? but yeah idk if theres one in particular i was more nervous to post than any others... i guess maybe any smut fic? just bc i never know if the smut is even any good lol

How do you choose your titles?: eaaaaasy, i usually pick song lyrics lol, ocassionally i’ve used lines from a poem, and a few times i’ve gone with a pun, but mostly it’s song lyrics. i usually find a song with lyrics that i think will fit, or if there’s a particular song that vibes well with the fic or that i listened to repeatedly while writing the fic i’ll try to pick the best lyric from that one.

Do you outline?: yes and no lol. it honestly depends. sometimes i outline extensively, but other times i just sit in front of a doc and let whatever happens happen.

Complete: on my ao3 account i have 80 works completed (will be 81 once i finally finish that one single unfinished wip i have posted gahhh). but i know in my wips folder i have a at least one finished fic that i have not and probably will not post. there are also some other things in my wips folder that like technically could be conisdered finished too, but it’s not up to my posting standards so until i fix it so it is it’ll just sit there lol.

In-Progress: honestly there are too many to count lol. i have a shiiiiiit ton of wips (as yall will know if you saw that one ‘tell us about ALL your wips’ tag game post that was going around that i did lol). 

Coming soon/not yet started: tbh see above answer bc it’s pretty much the same lol. 

Prompts?: so the thing about prompts is that i would LOVE to take them, but it’s very very tricky bc i’m a super specific kind of gal and if i don’t vibe with the prompt it’s very difficult for me to write anything for it. but then there’s also the fact that inspiration/motivation are fickle bitches and they come and go as they please and so taking prompts is hard bc i never know if the stars will align and all that jazz for me to be in the ~ right mood ~ to work on a prompt. this is the exact reason why i have SO MANY sitting in my inbox right now, and i feel so bad for just letting them sit there but ughhh brain function?? how?? lol

Upcoming work you’re most excited about: sooooo i don’t necessarily have any specific works in progress right now (i’ve been so busy lately that writing has been the last thing on my mind and so i haven’t touched anything in weeks) but. i guess if i can ever get my shit together and finish the primo fic i’m close to finishing i’m pretty excited to post that! or honestly if i can actually get myself to finish any of the tog wips i have i’d be suuuper excited to post any of those bc i have not yet posted any tog fics!!

anways!! if you made it to this point thanks for sticking w me and reading through my long winded rambly answers lmao

Tagging: @peachykoya @wandering-scholar-lad @raynertodd @cluelessheroes @pinesboi @thewolvesrunwild @1derspark 

[rubykgrant]

Some background info on why I’m so INVESTED and PASSIONATE about my Beetlejuice Sequel story-

The original Beetlejuice movie came out the year before I was born, and for whatever reason, it was a movie my parents just decided it was OK for me to watch even at a young age. I used to pause the VHS tape on my VCR when the Maitlands car started going over the bridge... then I’d hit rewind so the car went back up and say “Look, I saved them!”, hit play so it went forward again “Oh no, they’re dead!”, rewind “Oh, I saved them!”, play “Oh, they’re dead!”. Y’know, like a kid does. Once or twice when I was little, I’d get super into this movie, and I’d watch it a couple times a week for a month or so. I LOVED the movie Beetlejuice, it was simply one of my favorites.

The animated series for Beetlejuice started the same year I was born, and I literally grew up watching it (thanks to re-runs, I kept watching it for years). I really enjoyed the fact that the cartoon show recognized that Beetlejuice was a fun character, and to properly enjoy him in all his creepy and chaotic energy, they made him about 70% more likeable; he was Lydia’s BFF, and no matter how annoying he was, he still cared about the kid and wanted to make sure she was happy. Kids like me, who had parents that for some reason let us watch Beetlejuice, went crazy for this becaise it was EXACTLY what we wanted. We all tried to say the name 3 times, we all tried to summon the ghost with the most, and we all wished we could basically have a haunted fairy god parent that granted us fun and frightening wishes. As an only child who pretty much lived in the woods, if my cousins weren’t visiting, then I was just running around outside or drawing in my room, playing my own pretend games. Many of them were “what if there was more of this story I liked”, which was my little-kid version of me coming up with scenarios that were essentially “fan-fiction” (many years before I would even know of such a thing).

In more recent years, for about a decade now, I’ve been re-visiting my Beetlejuice ideas in a slightly more serious way (never too serious to stop having fun with it, though). I actually RESEARCHED various facts and info about Beetlejuice, how it was made, the almost-sequel-that-never-was where he goes to Hawaii, and I started to think not only about what I personally liked for a potential Beetlejuice story... I thought about what I would like to see if I wasn’t somebody involved with it (in my own head, anyway), but if I was a person who magically was somehow going to watch this in theaters. That naturally got me thinking about what would OTHER PEOPLE want to see in a Beetlejuice sequel. Obviously the first issue, nobodt trusts a sequel to actually be GOOD. All things considered, we are right to be cautious... however, some sequels have surprised us, been just as good as the first incarnations, and on rare occasions been BEETER than the first (not that I have amitions like that for my Beetlejuice Sequel idea, the original was and always will be unique and special). So, what would people want? It is naturally impossible to please EVERYBODY, and futile to try, but there is a balance to be found in bringing back the vibes of classic while also introducing new nontent. You can’t just make the same movie AGAIN, because then what is the point of a sequel? You can’t just throw out what worked for the original, either. You have to keep the nostalgia factor while also creating a new and distinctive plot; a real continuation. Same characters, new plot.

I don’t want to sound conceited, but... I think I kinda have something. Or at the very least, the potential idea that could really BE SOMETHING. I want to get Beetlejuice over in Hawaii, because him in tacky beach clothes with socks-and-sandals is entirely too perfect to not experience. I want him to be more of a central main character, and I want us to see him go from the unpleasant jerk of the first movie to the annoying but lovable guy we see in the animated series (as well as the Musical). This would also lead to a hopeful re-boot of the animated series, and we would know how he got from who he was to who he is. I’m sure what I have in mind wouldn’t be everybody’s cup of tea, but I think it would at least accomplish 2 important “sequel requirements”; it would make sense, and it would be fun. I genuienly think people would get a kick out of it, and in a perfect world, I’ll find a way to make my little idea into what all creative people hope for, a REAL THING

[felix-sullivan]

HOMECOMING 2020

Tammi // "I can't believe it. Look at them," Tammi exclaimed, looking over at Paddy and Mina who were currently at the bar getting something to drink. "How ridiculous." She rolled her eyes and took a sip of her drink.

.: Aly //Aly, who was watching Charlie and Dani from across the room, was snapped out of her day dreaming at Tammi's voice. She turned to look at the two at the bar and rolled her eyes at Tammi as well, though her annoyance was minimal in comparison to Tammi's. "Honestly? Her whole appearance just looks a little try hard." She scrunched her nose up so Tammi would see. "Why do boys fall for that so easily?"

.: Cari // "Don't you look so uncomfortable, Mister!" She elbowed Roman in the side, grinning from ear to ear. Her face got a conspiratorial expression. "I got some Vodka in my purse. Really takes you back to senior year, doesn't it? You ready for a shot?"

....: Roman // "Hello, I'm not uncomfortable at all. Maybe a little, alright, but it's weird being back here. Also seeing Mr. Garrison again, after all this time.." Roman laughed and shrugged. He eyed her at her second comment, once again feeling a sense of nostalgia as he grinned. "Have you? You really haven't changed a bit. If tonight doesn't call for a shot, what does."

.: Freya // She finished pouring them both a drink, handing Chris a cup when she as done. "They really did play a good game today. Really felt on the edge of my seat for the last bit. I just hope they behave now and we don't have to intervene much tonight, they deserve a bit of a party after that."

....: Trevor // "Alright, Lucas and I put a little bit of vodka into the punch. A small amount. Barely noticeable. Mostly me, but he helped," Trevor admitted to the group that was still at their table with a shrug, "I'm simply helping everyone to have a good time. No harm done."

.: Cari // "It is weird, isn't it? I talked to Garrison earlier and he barely seemed to remember me.. I feel a little offended? I thought we caused enough trouble back in the day." She was still grinning at him, already fishing for the flask in her purse. "And neither have you, it seems. Still as easily swayed.." She cocked her head at Roman, standing closer to him as she held the flask between their bodies. "I'm thinking so, too. You first?" She asked, as she looked around her shoulder once, as if they were actually students again. "I don't want any of my younger siblings seeing this." She explained.

....: Chris // "Cheers," Chris said, clinking their cups together once Freya's finished pouring them both their drinks. He looked into her eye as he did and then took a big sip, if not even two. "I felt the same way. What a good game. I don't know much about football, so I was surprised how invested I was. They really did good. Especially Benji; I had no idea he could play that way. It was my first time actually watching," he admitted, not shameful but as a matter of fact. "Let's hope so, yeah. I feel like it's going well so far, though."

.: Andy // "Yeah, boys!" He exclaimed enthusiastically, going for a high five with both Trevor and Lucas. "But do you think we should tell people who are gonna get any? Maybe they don't wanna drink.." He added, a little thoughtfully.

....: Tammi // "I really don't know? Especially Paddy. I thought he was better than that. Right? We both thought so but they're all the same," Tammi complained annoyed, "Her dress is terrible. It doesn't even fit the theme. Ugh. Anyway. We shall not let that ruin our night. Speaking of, know who keeps looking your way?"

.: Freya // " I never thought I'd be into American football, either. I had to watch a couple Rugby championships in my time, but this is feels actually exciting. Maybe because they're our students. Yeah, he was good!" She gave him an amused smile, swaying in her place a little. "It did only just start. So for now, I'd be inclined to agree. I'm always so scared about parents here, is that the same for you? Or is that because I'm secretly afraid of Americans?"

....: Roman // "Talk for yourself, because he definitely remembered me," he said, grin still in place as he watched her fish for the flask. "You're an adult, you know, you're allowed to drink alcohol," he said, looking down at her as he took the flask into his hands. He took notice of their height difference; it was still the same as back in the day. He put it to his mouth and took three sips, his face grimacing after. "Uff. God." He hands her the flask.

....: Trevor // "No, what the fuck, of course not," Trevor said to Andy, as if it was the most obvious thing. "We'd get in trouble if someone snitched on us. And also, like said, no harm done, it's not like we put a whole bottle of vodka in it. Just a small amount. Don't worry, Ands." he said, leaning forward to ruffle through Andy's hair.

.: Aly // "Yeah, I guess they are all the same.. Kind of." She was fixing Charlie with a longing stare again, daydreaming about how she would act as his date to Homecoming and wondering whether she could compare to any of his friends.. or his actual date.. At Tammi's comment, she looked over at Mina again. "Honestly, I know. She's one of the ones who wouldn't get dressed up for Halloween because she's too cool. It also doesn't really fit her? It's so short." She joined in on Tammi's rant, looking back at them and scrunching up her nose. "What? Who?" She asked, genuienly stumped.

.: Cari // "Well, I'm not the slightest bit surprised he'd remember you. I think you and Brandon were in his office every two weeks at one point during senior year." She coyly shoved him again. " I do know that!" She excalimed, looking around once again. "Once again, my siblings are here. They're /babies/. Also, I weirdly feel like I'm gonna get in trouble again being here." She grinned as he took his sips, making a little face as he handed the flask back to her. "You really still haven't got used to these?" She took a swig and another one with ease, suppressing the need to scrunch her face up in disgust. "What have you been doing all these years?"

....: Chris // "That's right. I probably wouldn't have cared as much if it wasn't for our students." Chris smiled at that realisation and looked across the room, his eyes falling on Felix for a second, before looking back at Freya. "The parents?" Chris had to laugh, "It is the same for me still, yeah. I like to think it's gotten better, but it's still a thing. I don't think it's an American thing. It's a parents thing. They can be ruthless and will also blame for absolutely everything."

.: Paddy // "You got something on your face," he said reaching to wipe at Mina's cheek. He didn't realise it was glitter she had put on earlier. "Right there."

....: Chelsea // Chelsea's eyebrows were raised at the conversation between Andy and Trevor, but her expression was light and she was fighting a smile These boys. She sat next to Toby, her hand intertwined with his, both of theirs resting on his lap. She started playing with his fingers and leaned forward to rest her head on his shoulder. "Hey, do you feel like dancing?"

....: Mina // "Oh," Mina giggled, watching Paddy remove whatever she had on her face. "Thank you," she smiled at him in a bitter-sweet manner and grabbed his hand to look at whatever was on her face.

.: Andy // He ducked Trevor's ruffle through his hair, laughing a little. "Yeah, but like. I just think, like, if someone's not wanting to drink, you know." He eyed the punch again before getting distracted by Trevor's attempt to assure him. "Imma worry about whatever I want to, Trevor. If you only put a bit, have you got any tp spare?"

....: Tammi // "She also didn't? If you remember? She simply straightened her hair and put on black eyeliner and said she's going as emo. There was nothing emo about her," Tammi rolled her eyes again. She watched as Paddy, from her point of view anyway, reached to caress Mina's cheek. Her blood started to uncontrollably boil, so she had to take another aggressive sip from her punch, and another, and another until the cup was actually empty. She took a deep breath and put the cup down on the table. "Nolan Kellerman. He's over there with Finn, and he keeps staring." Tammi nods over to where they are stood.

....: Nancy // "Hi boys!" Nancy sing sang as she approached the table with a cup, quickly letting herself down on Andy's lap. "I was just on the dancefloor, and let me tell you, I'm feeling this punch a lot," she said as she smiled widely and took a sip.

....: Chelsea // Chelsea watched as Nancy let herself down on Andy's lap, eyeing them for a second before averting her eyes back on Toby.

....: Roman // "If you genuinely believe they haven't done any of this, then high school must be farther away for you than I thought," Roman joked with a smirk, thinking back to their High School days. It stayed plastered on his face this entire time as he watched her drinking from the flask. "I'm not that much of a drinker these days," he admitted with a laugh. "Work usually takes up most of my time, so I barely get to drink, or attend school dances. You still seem like a natural though," he teased with a laugh.

////: Freya // She weighed it for a moment before shaking her head. "I think I have to disagree. I think it's an /American/ parents thing." Her voice got a little quieter towards the end, though she smirked jokingly at him. "In the least offensive way, because it's great! I feel like barely anyone cares in the UK."

//// joined the chat 13 hours ago

....: Chris // "Maybe I should've been a teacher in the UK, then." He said with a smile. "Are you going to go home over the holidays?"

////: Toby // He was idly holding Chelsea's hand, not really participating in or even really listening on the conversation going on around them. His eyes were lost at nothing particular in the crowd and his mind elsewhere. Perhaps he was keeping an eye out for someone in particular, perhaps he wasn't at all. When Chelsea spoke up, he turned to look at her, craning his neck a little awkwardly, but giving her a toothy smile. "Yeah, we can dance." He brought their hands up to his mouth to kiss her knuckles. "But.. let's wait for the next song? This one's kinda.. he's not amazing in my opinion."

////: Paddy // "No, wait, it's still there." Only then, upon looking more closely between her face and his finger did the realisation dawn on him. He laughed. "Oh, I think it's actually.. supposed to be there. Whoops. Here. I'll put it back," he joked, teasingly pushing his thumb on her cheek again.

....: Chelsea // Chelsea smiled at Toby when he kissed her hand, but it didn't quite reach her eyes. "Sure. We can wait for the next song. Are you feeling okay? You seem to be zoning out a lot."

////: Aly // She laughed into her cup a little as Tammi recounted last year's Halloween. She noticed the annoyance on her face multiply, following her line of sight and seeing Paddy and Mina having a seemingly flirty interaction. She looked back at Tammi, who was throwing back her drink now. She thought of what to say, but came up short, so she was glad when Tammi pointed out Nolan and Finn in the other direction. "Oh god, I know.." she said, her cheeks getting a little hot but not being able to suppress a smile. "Oh, he's looking again! Tammi." She pushed her in the side a little to prevent Nolan from noticing they were looking back at them.

....: Mina // "Paddy, you're going to destroy the make up if you keep that up," she giggled and moved out of his touch, momentarily turning to the beverages in front of them. She put a strand behind her ear and reached for an empty cup. "Would you pour me a punch, please?" She handed it to him, her eyes glistening.

////: Andy // He laughed good naturedly as Nancy sat down on his lap, momentarily fidgeting with his hands, unsure where to place them. He ended up with one arm around her middle, the other one resting on his own leg. "Yeah, we saw you! You looked so good, you have to teach us. Girl's got those moves." He looked over to Chelsea for a second out of the corner of his eye, but quickly averted his attention back to Nancy when he noticed her and Toby having a moment. "Yeah!" He exclaimed with a laugh. "Got our boys Trev and Lucas to thank for that." He leaned over her shoulder and stole a sip from her cup while she was still holding it.

////: Cari // She looked at him with furrowed eyebrows but an amused expression. "Oh, please. I don't believe that for a second. I know for a fact that's not the case.." She said, raising her eyebrows with an expression that meant to say there was a lot of moments she remember that she wouldn't mention. "I just mean, I'm like the responible sister, you know. I don't wanna be the bum that crashes their dance and then gets fucked up. But.. that's what we're gonna do, so." She eyed him with a glimmer in her eye, teasing but friendly. "Yeah, I can tell. You're really out of practice, aren't you. So responsible. Need to get you back in shape now." She shrugged at his last statement, neither confirming nor denying it, but pointedly taking another swig from the flask. "Okay, two more for you, Sullivan. Let's go." She held out the flask to him.

////: Freya // "You can definitely be a little more creative with your teaching over there." She said with a nostalgic smile, though she wouldn't change being in the US right now for anything. "Oh, most likely, yeah. I was talking to Kian and we've been talking about New Year's as well, which he said he might enjoy spending that across the pond." She told him with a happy smile, swaying in her place for a moment. "What are your plans? You have any yet?"

....: Lucas // "Hey, hey. First of all," Lucas started, leaning forward. "I had no idea Trevor was going to put vodka in the punch until it was too late. I'm not an accomplice by choice," Lucas corrected, raising his cup as if to drink a toast to something before drinking.

////: Toby // "Huh? Oh yeah, sorry, totally, yeah." He gave her a reassuring smile and went to kiss her cheek. "I'm not really zoning out, I'm just.. yeah, I don't know." He grinned when he blanked for a a good excuse, hoping his smile was glossing over it enough. Alright. Wanna dance?" He got up, still holding her hand and looking at her expectantly.

....: Trevor // Trevor let out a laugh and flipped Lucas off, followed by a slight shove with the elbow from their seats, almost making Lucas' drink spill over. "Fuck off, I thought we were brothers and shit?" He shook his head, but the playfulness evident in both their features. He turned his attention to Andy and Nancy, "I put a little bit of Russian water to the punch." He raised his eyebrow for a moment and then winked. "Glad you're enjoying it, Nance."

////: Paddy // "You don't need the make up anyway." He said rather matter of factly. "But it looks nice. The colour dusty thing on your eye is really cool," he said with a grin, holding his hand up for a second to show he was stopping and pointing at her eyeshadow without touching her again. "Yeah, sure." He grabbed another empty cup for himself, holding it between his teeth while he fixed up Mina's drink.

////: Dani // "I know! This boy has a kick." She scrunched her nose up at Charlie and momentarily took his chin into her hand. She was standing with Charlie, Alex and a couple other people talking about the game. "So proud of him. Of ALL of them," she added importantly, looking around at everyone and slipping an arm around Charlie's waist to lean into him a little bit. "Alex, you played, didn't you? Do you still?"

....: Tammi // Tammi bit back a giggle. She looked past Aly, but there he was, looking over again. "He's still looking! Can he make it any more obvious?" she screamed at her best friend in a whisper. "Oh God, I think... he's coming over," Tammi warned, again in the same whispering manner. "Aly.. he's coming. He's. He's coming." Tammi watched as Nolan approached. "He's here." Tammi said to Aly and then proceeded to put on a smile. "Hi, Nolan!"

////: Aly // Her eyes widened at Tammi and she looked at her best friend imploringly, shaking her head the slightest bit but not being able to suppress the giggles. "Oh Tammi.." She stayed focused on Tammi until the last second, her cheeks still growing a little hotter, when Tammi greeted Nolan behind her. She turned around as well, smiling. "Heyyy. How are you doing, Nolan?"

....: Nancy // "I try," Nancy thanked, throwing her blonde hair behind her shoulder in a swift motion at Andy hyping her up. "Practice, Andy, practice. It really does make perfect," she winked at him and then looked over to the three boys on the other side of the table, Benji, Lucas and Trevor. "Oh," she exclaimed a little dumbfounded, looking down at the cup in her hand to examine it. She shrugged and downed the drink in one quick go. "That explains it." She grinned and leaned forward to poke Trevor's nose. "At least someone wants everyone to have a good time." She got off Andy. "I'm getting some more. Anyone else?"

....: Chris // Chris smiled. "I guess it'd be a complete culture shock," Chris said as he thought about it. However, the thought was also interesting. "Oh, really? That's great, I had no idea. He hasn't told me. Then again, we've only been texting back and forth these days. He's quite busy with the club. But, wow! That's huge. Meeting your family?"

////: Finn // He gave Nolan a friendly push to his shoulder when the other had already turned to approach the two girls. "Go." He stayed behind, watching Nolan for a moment and tapping his foot to the music. He eyed his cup's contents, then back up to look around the room. He felt a little awkward standing around by himself now, so he started wandering aimlessly, taking a sip from his drink every now and then. He saw a girl standing off to the side also by herself, transfixed by her phone. He recognised her as Hazel Caldwell, a senior and from what he could tell, pretty cool. Nice and not quite as intimidating as some other people. He wandered over, trying to seem casual and came to a stop next to her, still keeping a good distance between them. He swayed on his feet for a moment, trying to think of something to say. "Hey." He blurted out after a moment. "Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to.. Hi. I just wanted to say hi because you were on your phone and I was thinking.. that.. I would just say hi." He said all this very quickly, closing his eyes for a second when he realised how everything just came out of his mouth.

....: Noah // "Felix and I!" Noah announced loudly as he swung his arm around Felix's shoulder, "We'll be getting drinks. Anyone else feeling anything?" He asked into the group, already pushing Felix towards the buffet. He didn't really wait for an answer as he continued, "No? Alright, we'll be right back!" He smiled big at his friends, gave Liam a a quick kiss. "Love you," he professed before walking away with Felix. Once far away enough, he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Okay. You're ruining the whole night."

////: Benji // He watched his friends' interaction with a grin, leaned back into his seat and sipping his spiked drink happily. "You're never an accomplice /by choice/, and you still always let this guy rope you into shit, man," he joined in on the joke, shoving Trevor back when he'd shoved Lucas prior. "Stop picking on people smaller than you." He laughed loudly when Trevor also almost spilled his drink. He looked over at Nancy, holding his cup up at her with a shake of the head. "I'm good, Nance, thanks."

////: Andy // "Yeah, can do with a refill." He hopped up with her, smiling at her. "M'going with you. Who else then? Trevooor, yes. Finish that, we'll get you another one."

////: Freya // "Yeah, he's so busy recently." She agreed with a slightly disgruntled look on her face, though she shrugged a few moments after. "Yeah. Yeah, possibly." The grin was back on her face at the thought of Kian coming for New Year's. "We've only talked about it, nothing's actually set. But he might.. Like you said, he's super busy with the club and he's not sure he can just not be on site yet, but we'll see. It'd be nice, that's for sure."

////: Felix // Felix let Noah push him towards the drinks a little reluctantly, looking at him with a slightly confused expression. Once his intentions became clear, he rolled his eyes at him. "Uh, you're ascribing me a bit much power here. I don't think I'm ruining an entire night. And also, I'm just not?"

....: Charlie // "Thanks man," Charlie thanked the person complimenting him on the game. As Dani spoke up, he turned to look at her and he couldn't fight a smile when he felt her arms around his waist. He reciprocated the affection by slinging his arm around her middle as he planted a kiss to the side of her head. "You played?" He asked, turning his attention to Alex, genuinely surprised by the information. "I had no idea, I didn't take you as a player," He mused with a grin.

....: Nolan // Nolan turned around to his friend when he pushed him, giving him a 'what the fuck was that for' face. "Okay. I'm already on it." Shaking his head, he ran a hand through his hair and made his way over to Tammi and Aly. Definitely feeling more nervous than he'd admit. "Hi, you two," he said, his voice friendly. "You look beautiful tonight." He looked at Aly with sincerity but his gaze momentarily dropped to his feet. "Uh. Your brother's DJing, right? Do you know if he takes song requests?"

....: Hazel // Hazel was so focused on her text conversation with Nick, she barely took notice of her surroundings. She bit on her nail as she watched Nick typing, an habit she's unsuccessfully trying to get rid of for years now. It wasn't until she saw someone from the corner of her stop next to her that she looked up. She only looked up for a split second and then returned her attention to her text conversation. Nick had stopped typing, but no new message. She eyed the person who's came to a halt next to her again when they started to sway. Who was he? Hazel had never seen the guy. "Hey." She said a little confused, but her features were soft and warm as she locked her phone and put it away. One second later, she felt it vibrate in her pocket, but this time she ignored it. "You're fine. Don't worry. I also don't like being the girl who's on the phone. I'm just. Trying to make a friend come." With a nod, she looked over the dance floor and then back at the guy. "Why are you by yourself?"

////: Aly // "Oh, thanks," she replied coyly, dropping her gaze and tucking a strand of her hair behind her ear. She looked at Tammi for a second out of the corner of her eye before smiling at Nolan again. "Oh yeah," She nodded at him, momentarily looking at Tammi again like she was entirely sure how to navigate this by herself. "Yeah, he is. Uhm.." She looked at Tammi once more. She knew Caleb was quite uptight about his music sometimes. "Yeah, I'm sure he would. Yeah, definitely. You can just ask him. What song do you want?"

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vampire shance au

lance is not exactly a night person. he’d rather go to a pool party than a night club, which is why all his instincts are screaming in his head to not go inside the crowded pub his friends are dragging him to

the neon lights and artificial smoke are dizzying, and the scent of drinks and sweat is very very noticeable. lance wants to go home but he’s been dreading going out with his study group for a while now and he doesn’t want to be one of those guys who are always giving lame excuses 

lance takes a long, deep breath. a few drinks won’t hurt, right? 

he’s on his fourth drink and the neon lights are somehow worse than before and the music isn’t loud enough until a tall guy tries to talk to him, a patch of white is the only thing that really registers in lance’s head 

the guy is very handsome, as far as lance’s tipsy (he is not drunk) brain is aware of so he doesn’t really objects when he is pulled to the dance floor, he’s drank enough to dance without being self-conscious 

the heavy hands on lance’s waits and hips feel nice, and so do the muscles under his palm. there’s little space between them, mouths half open, eyes looking into one another laze and lustily

‘what’s your name, big guy?’ lance high pitched screaming voice isn’t really the most charming, ‘shiro. and yours, pretty boy?’ and oh god, shiro’s voice is so smooth against his ear ‘the name’s lance’ he doesn’t shout this time and he can feel shiro’s gaze changing intensity. that’s good, right? 

right. cause now shiro is taking him to a far corner and pressing him against the wall. lance has sobered up a little and now he’s able to really take in shiro’s features and god, he is so very handsome. lance’s ready to be attacked by those beautiful lips 

‘can i kiss you, lance?’ at any other time lance would have found that sweet but right now he just wants to be kissed into oblivion 

shiro kisses like heaven and soon enough lance is trying his best to hold on to his last bit of reason, hands grasping shiro’s hair and shoulder tight. lance can’t think, he just feels. feels shiro’s hands holding him steady, feel his tongue hot against his own, his chest going up and down as fast as lance’s

lance grunts when shiro pulls away but his lips are hot against lance’s neck the next instant

he’s only half aware of the pain on his neck, the pressure there so strong it makes lance even dizzier. maybe it’s the alcohol because he feels like his blood is being sucked out, which is impossible. right?

when shiro’s lips are against his again, lance tastes blood. now talk about kinky

as hot and good at kisser shiro is, lance is too tired to keep going. his limbs weight more than his drunk self can handle at the moment

‘but i gotta get going, big guy. thanks for this, it was great’ ‘wait you have anyone to take you home?’ 'how considerate, but not really, i’ll find my way on foot’ 'let me walk you home, just walk, nothing else’ 

so shiro walks him home. lance rambles when he sober and completely babbles when drunk. he’s talking about politics in a second and the next he’s theorizing about the ancient gods or yelling about space 

what he talks about when he’s drunk barely makes any sense to most people, but somehow shiro understands all of what lance is saying, he even joins in the space talk 

lance trips and stumbles on nothing on their way to his house, shiro is there to catch him every time 

‘i think this is where i ask if you wanna come in’ 'will you?’ 'do you want to?’ shiro shrugs 'do you?’

yes, lance does. it’s probably really fucking stupid to bring a random guy into your house, especially when he specifically asks you to invite him in with all the formal speech, but shiro is hot and pretty nice and lance is still a little drunk and he doesn’t mind making out a bit more 

they limit themselves to the couch in lance’s living room. the couch is small and they barely fit but neither of them really care about that shiro trails kisses from lance’s mouth all the way down his neck. once again lance feels the pressure, this time a lot more painful than before 

'dude, take it easy’ but shiro isn’t answering 'take it easy on the neck’ shiro isn’t stopping either. the pain grows stronger by the second and lance is gripping on shiro’s shoulders, screaming his lungs out until he blacks out 

when lance wakes up the next day he’s still in his small couch, his back and neck hurt from sleeping in such awkward position 

as he lays there, extremely hangover and sore, lance remembers last night. the hot guy - shiro, how lance brought him home and lance passed out probably from exhaustion. he curses himself for being so careless last night

lance forces his body and mind to function and ignore the annoying sunlight, he has to check if nothing is missing, take a shower and eat something - he’s starving 

but before he can take two steps away from the couch, his stomach is turning and he’s vomiting all he has left in his stomach from last night

he hurries to he bathroom after that first batch on the living room’s floor. lance feels so sick, so nauseous and weak. his eyes are glossy and his mouth tastes like gutter, every time he thinks his body is done rejecting its content he goes back to stuffing his head in the toilet 

when lance undresses and looks at his miserable reflection, he is genuienly scared by the bruise on his neck where shiro had obviously abused of. the patch of skin is of a dark shades of purple and black, lance has never seen such a monstruous looking hickey in his whole 25 years of life, even his veins are a little marked

he takes a shower in the darker, finding the lack of light a lot easier to think. he makes his monthly ‘i’m never drinking again’ promise under the hot water

the sunlight really fucking bothers him okay, it just. burns his eyes to look and for some reason it makes his skin itchy 

his head hurts like a bitch, his mood is the fucking worst 

he tries everything; bread, apples, milk, tomatoes, noodles, everything tastes like cardboard and he throws up whatever he manages to swallow 

lance is having the worst hangover ever. did he drink that much yesterday? did that shiro guy put something on his drink? 

he spends the rest of the day hungry, with a killing headache, buried under the covers in the darkness of his room. he should be doing homework due to the next day but he couldn’t care less about college at that moment  

he can’t sleep at all during the night, only drifting off into sleep when his alarm rings and it’s day outside. fuck insomnia 

lance’s hangover isn’t even a little bit better; he still can’t eat, the light still bothers him, he is cold and now his teeth hurt for some forsaken reason

lance reluctantly goes to campus (not before buying some medicine at the nearest drugstore), wrapped around his fave hoodie and sunglasses on 

for some reason he’s hyper aware of everyone around him, their breathing, their pulse. everyone smell really good, people really are investing in cologne these days… 

‘dude, you so pale, are you sick?’ ‘i’m fine, just really hangover’ 

lance is halfway through his classes (the day’s been exhausting he just wants to sleep for a decade) when someone approaches him, this someone turning out to be shiro, he’s also wearing sunglasses and he looks even paler in natural daylight 

‘how are you?’ ‘utterly hangover’ he laughs dryly 

'thank you for not like, stealing all my stuff while i was blacked out’ ‘you were lucky i’m not this kind of person, please be more careful next time you go out’ ‘always so considerate’ 

lance questions shiro about the black hole he had sucked into his neck, but after seeing shiro blush and stutter, lance takes pity on the guy and drops the subject

‘are you even a college student?’ ‘you could say that’ ‘what does that even mean’

lance can’t sleep that night either, he blames the insomnia again. his stomach is still rejecting anything he tries to eat. making it the second day he’s somehow functioning without eating or sleeping

when shiro and him stumble upon each other on campus again, lance looks even worse than before. he’s pretty sure the guy would run away if he took a look at lance’s dark circles. but they just talk. if shiro looks concerned, he doesn’t mention it. which lance is thankful for 

its been a whole fucking week and lance is pretty sure hangovers aren’t supposed to last this long. so he goes to the doctor, a.k.a. google. all he finds is some stuff about vampires. which is complete utter bullshit because that’s just not realistic 

he (begrudgingly) goes on with life. yet this his inner self in love with conspiracy theories can’t shut up about the vampire thing. what ifs keep circling his head and he’s going fucking insane (proof: he’s starting to believe he’s a goddamn vampire) 

the next time shiro and him meet lance has never looked worse. this time shiro doesn’t let it slide. ‘we, hum, need to talk’ ‘i’ve got some questions myself, big buy’

turns out lance isn’t as insane as he thought. or maybe he’s been blacking out and doing drugs and not remembering a thing because shiro just looked at him straight in the eyes (those beautiful, beautiful grey eyes) and told him that he accidentally turned lance into a vampire

apparently, shiro couldn’t stop himself even after trying with all his willpower to stop sucking on lance’s neck (which said that in way sounds way too wrong). he died, shiro fed him vampire blood, bla bla bla now he he’s immortal and forever banned from churches 

‘what am i going to say to my family on sunday masses?’ ‘i can’t believe that’s what you’re worried about’

first thing shiro does is properly feed lance. thank god, because lance is starved. (is he even allowed to say god now?) 

shiro works at the blood bank (fucking convenient), so it’s easy for him to sneak some blood bags home and give it to lance. turns out that’s how shiro’s been feeding himself all this time. he promises no human blood has been in his system for over two hundrer years. which lance assumes is... good. he’s not ready to go on about killing people for their blood, that might be too much for him

lance is freaking out about all this okay? he is, just- internally (for now). he’s getting to know the perks of being a vampire which include, amazing speed and strength, all his senses are 10 times sharper, and he incredibly doesn’t need reading glasses anymore

of course shiro and lance make out. with no boundaries now.  with all the vampire powers allowed, their make out session are a bit... wild. they accidentally break two tables, and there’s a crack on the opposite wall of lance’s bed now. but it’s all incredibly fucking hot for lance to care. when he kisses shiro all his body can register with his new peter parker senses is shiro’s everything. it drives lance insane. 

they make out sessions turn into cuddling sessions that feel a lot more intimate. they talk about all kinds of topics and shiro is - as lance suspected since the beginning - a real nerd about space. which just brings them even closer. they marathon shows and movies and it’s really... domestic. 

when shiro smiles, lance thinks that if he still had a heartbeat, it’d be going crazy 

‘can vampires love?’ ‘some do, when they don’t lose their humanity’ ‘did you?’ ‘i have a hunch i didn’t’

they become that one power couple that look stunning and intimidating (they are deadly supernatural beings but that’s not the point). 

there are perks in this whole vampire thing, of course. but there are also downsides. lance just panics this one (and a bunch of other) time because he keeps thinking about his family, how they’re all going to just- die. and he’ll still be alive. hell, he’s probably going to have to fake his own death and keep moving cities, countries forever 

shiro always comforts lance when he has this wave of really bad and negative thoughts. but he doesn’t lie to lance, saying that that’s not how it’s going to be. it is exactly how it’s going to be. but they have each other now, they always will

‘are we going to be together for, like, forever?’ 'i’ve never done this before but turning someone kind of links your souls for- well, eternity.’ ‘i’m fine with that’ lance smiles big. because if one things he’s absolutely fine with about all this is that shiro, this big kindhearted amazing man, will be his (and vise versa) forever 

[trashyraeken]

What We Are Part 3

(side note: I’m soooooooooooooooooooo sorry that this is soooooooooooooo late! A special shout out to @aimee-a-teenwolf for waiting so patiently. School has genuienly been kicking me in the butt, but here you are love. :) Also, I wanted to make it perfect, so it took me a long time to think it was good enough. Still kind of on the fence, but tell me what you guys think. Requests are a must. Please, please, please if you want an imagine written for you and you think I’ll do a good job with it send it in! Again sorry for the wait and I hope it was worth it ;). Enjoy lovelies!!)

Astonished

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I just...I just came to pick up some things I realized that I left here,” he said, relieved that you hadn’t dropped the kitchen knife on your feet. “You just realized now that you left them here,” I asked, not meaning to sound so rude, but what was I supposed to do? I’ve dreamed about this moment ever since we broke up and now it has come and I’m rude...good going Y/N. “Yeah, I guess. I haven’t really needed them until now, so I guess that’s why I just remembered now,” he explained, barely being able to get the words out. He took great notice that you looked extremely sleep deprived. He realized that your hair was a mess and you were wearing sweats and an oversized t-shirt. He also noticed that you looked extremely beautiful to him and he had to use every ounce of self control in his body to not just grab you and kiss you and tell you that he was sorry and that he needed you. You motioned for him to come in, not trusting your voice at all. He walked with you to your room, so that he could get his stuff, even though you still didn’t know what it is that he came for. You watched as he opened your closet picking up his charger that you didn’t realize was in there and a watch that you hadn’t even known he had let alone it being in your house. “I think this is it,” he said, a twinge of sadness in his voice. “Wait...one more thing…,” you said, your heart aching with every step that you took towards your dresser. You opened the top most drawer and pulled out a navy blue v-neck that Theo had given you, since he loved seeing you in his clothes. You twiddled the fabric between your fingers, a nervous habit you picked up a while ago. As you turned around, so that Theo could now see what you were holding he immediately started shaking his head. “No. I gave that to you...it’s yours,” he said, with complete seriousness. “Well, you gave it to me out of love...I think it is just inappropriate to keep it now…,” I explained, swallowing the lump in my throat and holding back, the tears that are springing to my eyes. Theo was flabbergasted. How could you think that he didn’t love you? How could you think that he could wipe away his feelings for you in such a short amount of time? He just looked at you...mouth agape in pure wondering. “What did you say,” he asked, astonished.

Repairing

“Nothing. It’s not important. Will you just take the shirt,” you asked, trying to hand it to him, knowing if you talked with him much longer you might burst into flames. “You think I don’t love you Y/N,” he asked, truly confused. “How could I not love you? How could I not fall at your feet? How could I not want you...need you? How could you even think that,” he stated, taking a step towards you. “Well, let’s start with me taking Scott’s side, knowing he is your enemy. Then, let’s move on to me picking out your biggest insecurity. And last but not least, calling you a monster would totally get me on the unlovable level,” I said, letting a tear slip down my cheek from reliving the worst night of my life yet again. “Princess...I could never stop loving you...ever. I’ve tried, but to no avail. You are my world. My reason to get up in the morning. You, Y/F/N Y/M/N Y/L/N, are everything I’ve ever wanted and then some. Please never question my love for you. Even when we are apart I will still love you...no matter what. You could hate me and hit me and try to kill me and I would still love you. That will never change trust me…,” He said, taking multiple steps towards me in the process and holding my smaller hands in his larger ones. I was speechless. I knew that Theo loved me before and I knew he was sincere about it, but that was so much more than an “I love you”. His heartfelt confession made my head spin and my heart swell and tears pour down my cheeks. This was it...this is what I have been waiting for...we were finally repairing…

Whole

As the tears rolled down my cheeks, Theo comforted me by walking us over to my bed, sitting us down, and placing me on his lap. He knew that most of my tears were from his confession, but some of them were also from the hell that I went through when we were apart. I was overwhelmed to say the least. I went from losing Theo within an hours worth of an argument, missing him for 3 weeks, and getting him back within a matter of minutes. To say my mind was going insane was an understatement. Of course I was elated, but all of the feelings that I have been keeping to myself these past few weeks just flowed out onto Theo’s favorite shirt, but he obviously didn’t care...just happy to hold me again. Pretty soon I started feeling droplets on my skin. I looked up from my cry fest to look at Theo and he was crying too...Theo...crying...mind blown even more! So, I straddled his waist, tucked my arms around him so that my head was in the crook of his neck and his in mine. And we cried...we...just...cried. No more words needed to be spoken. I could feel his broken heart being mended by my touch and he sure as hell was mending mine. At least twenty minutes had went by of us just sitting there, enjoying the touch that we had been lacking over our breakup. Once we were done with our mini cry party, I ran my fingers through Theo’s hair and he nuzzled his nose into my neck. I got off of his lap and pulled him under my covers with me and he cuddled me to sleep. I fit perfectly in his arms just like before..nothing really changed. Now that he was here, life felt complete again, my heart wasn’t dying anymore, and we were whole…

Us

In the morning, I woke to an empty bed...cold...alone… I got scared. “Was I dreaming? Did Theo never come last night? Am I losing my damn mind?” All valid thoughts that went through my head. I instantly started bumming out. Here I was waking up with a smile on my face expecting my love to be laying next to me this morning and it was just a dream. I soon caught a scent coming from the kitchen. Assuming that it was my mom home early a went to the kitchen to see what she was making for me. “Maybe this will make me feel better.” What I was greeted with when I got there was way better than what I expected. There Theo was making eggs and bacon for me. With no shirt on might I add ;). He must have heard my heartbeat because he started speaking to me without turning around. “Sorry that I wasn’t there when you woke up. I heard your heartbeat accelerate and felt your chemo signals go crazy when you woke up thinking I wasn’t there. I didn’t mean to scare you, but I thought I would make you breakfast since it’s been awhile,” he said, rushing things out of his mouth to form a good explanation. “It’s okay. I just got worried is all...no biggie…,” I said. It was awkward, which was new. I think we were both pretty nervous about everything that happened last night, but I know that my main worry was what we were now. I didn’t know if he wanted to get back together and that terrified me. He must have sensed my fear because he turned around, cupped my cheeks in his large hands, and kissed me with so much love and reassurance that it made my head spin and my stomach turn. Once we pulled away he made sure to throw in his cocky smirk when saying, “I’m going to marry you one day my love, which means that even if you don’t want me back you are taking me back anyways even if it is beyond your free will.” We both giggled as he pulled me in for another kiss. “You know Raeken I can’t remember a time where anything surrounding you was  my own free will. There was that whole falling in love with you thing that really wasn’t my choice and the recklessness as well, so I’m used to it by now. Don’t worry though, you’re not that big of a burden,” I said, with clear sarcasm that made him roll his eyes and laugh while leaning in for another kiss. And just like that we were back from perfect to broken to confused to fixed we are what we are. We are complicated and stupid and heart wrenching and so in love that sometimes it even makes me sick to think about, but we were us...

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