#i hope you guys enjoyed my little blurbs haha i tried to really think of you all with them :)

[j1nsgf]

Surprise! Your bias asked you out on a date! The only thing is, he wants you to match 6 of your mutuals with the rest of bts for a group date. @ the mutuals you're choosing for each member (not your bias) and explain why you chose them.

ANON I’M SO SORRY I TOOK A ZILLION YEARS TO ANSWER THIS PLEASE FORGIVE ME!!! i know it’s been weeks i’m the worst 😔

this was suuuuuper hard to do because i wanted to do so much more than just one per person, plus i tried to think about why they’d be good together. i decided to match 1-2 per member bc i can’t help myself sorry :( i’m choosing to go on a date with taehyung bc he’s my ult ofc, so here’s everyone else!:

namjoon:

@joonienamjoon : ummm OBVS choosing c bc she’s crazy in love with joon? we’ve already talked about our lives when we’re married to our biases, and we’ve already established we’re gonna go on double dates so this is our start! c is literally the queen of bubbly happy goodness, and she would hype joon to the moon! he would feed off of her energy, and become his muse (omg imaging a song by him abt her!) she’s also just the kindest and most supportive person in the world, and i think that joon needs someone like her :) they’d be beauty, aesthetic, and fashion goals.

@nevermindbyjin: oh my, jess and joon would be such a power couple tbh. if i had to describe the way jess loves him it would be wholly and fierce. jess is really down to earth, and i think she would be someone that joon could sit and talk with for hours about his worries, his interests, and his thoughts about the world around him bc she is just as intelligent and thoughtful as him. she continually stands up for him and advocates for him, never backing down from those who try and bash or ignore him. i admire her so much, and i think that their minds would mesh so well together!

jin:

@cherryprincejin: summer, the #1 salty jin stan!! listen if anyone is gonna fawn and gush over jin like he wants to be, summer will certainly go above and beyond with that! they are both super fun and funny, and i think they’d get along super well. she’s the perfect amount of optimism and energy that would compliment his own personality, and is always in awe of jin (i mean who isn’t though??) i swear she has the biggest heart eyes for him and as much as i love him dearly and want him for myself i would gladly ship them together :)

@seokjinstae: okay look, everyone knows how amazing kinga is: she’s strong-willed, is very good at speaking on important issues and getting her point across in a way that makes others truly see what she’s saying, and overall just an amazing person i think. kinga is someone who would support jin through every hardship, who would comfort him and hype him and remind him of why he is so special and important. i know that kinga would treat jin with so much love, bc her heart is as big as his.

yoongi:

@artistictae: amy if i can’t put you with tae i’ll definitely put you with yoongi!! honestly i feel like there isn’t a softer yoongi stan than amy. she’s such a sweetheart, and seeing her posts and tags about him make me feel and warm and fuzzy. i feel like yoongi wouldn’t be able to believe such a soft human existed, and she’d be so sweet and gentle and he would turn to mush for her, she’d be one of his weaknesses :””) they’d just chill and yoongi would find her presence so warm and comforting like a soft blanket, and they would bring each other peace and be able to talk until 3 am about stupid little things or sit around not saying anything just enjoying each other’s company. ahhh i’m starting to write a novel but ANYWAYS! yes!! amy + yoongi 4evr

hoseok:

@hoebihoeshi: lmao haley what if i didn’t put you here? i feel like you’d immediately call me and DEMAND answers…but ofc i would set you up on a date with him bc what are friends for?? in her own words “he would help bring me out of my shell” and honestly i think she’d help him out too in that sort of way? like hoseok is afraid of everything, and i feel like he’s probably pretty insecure abt certain things, and haley would literally force him to confront the things he fears, would tell him he’s dumb to ever think he was anything but the Golden Perfect Hyung that he is, and share all of his struggles and emotions as her own and be there for him entirely. they would match each other and fill in the gaps the other has, make them better for it. she would literally do anything for hobi, and what more could someone ask for than that?

jimin:

@je0n: omg ann….the sweetest and most precious angel….her and jimin would be so cute together. jimin and ann are both super soft people, and i feel like when the other person was feeling down or unsure or anxious, the other would sense it and immediately start spewing praise and love towards them. and i think they both need that…someone to lift their spirits and make them feel loved and snuggle them and treat them how they need to be. jimin would literally be in awe of ann, everything abt her: her beauty, her heart, her talents…i feel like they’re really similar in the best ways (kind, huge heart, there for you when you need it), and so they would click really well. aand i’m a jimann stan now lol

jungkook:

@hobintae: ooohhhhh man, soph. she is probably the funniest person i’ve seen on tumblr, her tags   are so damn funny and original, and i adore her. she would be a great match for jungkook because i feel like she would draw him out of his shell with her humor and bright personality, and that’s definitely something jungkook needs. he’d probably be a bit intimidated at first because he’s himself, but once she started cracking jokes and making him feel more at ease with her he’d be dying on the floor, prob even shooting jokes and memes back and forth to each other during dinner lmao. also, i know soph is soft for jungkook and would coddle and love the shit out of him (among other things) so automatic ship!

[savoies]

say it first - braden schneider.

summary: two people loving each other but being afraid to say it.

word count: 1.1k

warnings: bad words, hints of angst, small mentions of sex.

a/n: let me just let you know that after this there are like two more friends to lovers fics i have written. anyways, i hope you enjoy and thank you to my wifey @bowenbyram for the title help. also for the anon who requested the ice skating blurb. (:

taglist: @hartsyhart ​ @nhlpetey ​ @mitch-slap @frostythegoalman @ryanssuzuki  @aria253264 ​  @josty ​ @kaitieskidmore1 ​ @kiedhara ​ @laurenairay ​ @teenagekook ​ ​ @alxvlasic ​ ​ @hockeyallthetime ​ ​ @barzy-baby ​ ​ @officialgritty ​ ​ @puckshitbitch ​ ​ @bowenbyram ​ @mems06 ​ ​ @joshsandersons ​  @connormcdavo ​ @maattamatthews ​ @pierreslucdubois ​ ​ @selenophileangel @boqvistsbabe

tagging some friends: @npatrickz ​ @bestestbenn ​ @heybarzy @tkachuk-yeah @cozycozzy ​ @2manytabsopen .

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Braden Schneider, the boy who you were so deeply in love with. But your relationship with him was strictly flirtatious. It had been that way since you met him. Him instantly throwing you a flirty comment and since then it was one flirty comment here and one flirty answer there.  So after realizing that your friendship was purely flirting and no more you decided to get over your little crush that was way more than a crush.

Everyone was sitting around lazily  at your friend's apartment, having nothing better to do on a Saturday afternoon. No one really speaking to each other and looking at their phones until Braden spoke up.

"Y/N my hand feels heavy, can I place it on your ass?" Braden said trying to stifle a laugh as those around him did too.

"B you're basically already laying on my ass." You rolled your eyes at his dumb attempt at a pick up line. "Braden you have something on your face here." You told him pointing to the corner of his lip.

"What where, What is it?"

"Just some cuteness right here." You giggled. Your friends around you gagged at the obvious sexual tension oozing from both of you.

Today you had a date with a dude that lived a few doors from you so as 6pm rolled around you got ready to leave. (but of course not before telling Braden one more pick up line.)

"Schneider, that shirt looks good on you, as a matter of fact I would too." All your friends said oohs and ahhs as you stood up. 

"Ok I think that is enough flirting." 

"Get a room."

Braden's eyes just widened as he quickly composed himself. 

"Ok I am out." You spoke up. Everyone looked at you confused since Braden was your ride.

"Where are you going?" Your friend asked you.

"I'm going on a date with Ty." You replied.

"Wait Ty who smells like maple syrup Ty?" Braden questioned. "Maybe that's not the best idea." he whispered the last part so only you could hear.

"And why not? He's sweet and I like him." Y/N you replied. He always did this. He got defensive when some guy would get close but he would never do anything about it.

"You told me last week that he was annoying, I just dont think he's good enough for you." Braden exasperated. Your friends occupying themselves and trying to ignore the hushed whispers between you two.

"Ok Braden I love you and you're one of my best friends but you can't tell me who to date because keyword we are just friends."  At the word friends Braden felt his smile fade. Maybe you went too far but you were mad that he was telling you not to go. I mean getting out was good for you. It's what you needed.

The thing with Braden and you was that no matter how big the fight you would always make up. 

The same thing happened after your date. You missed him and as one of your yearly traditions approached you decided to break the childish silent treatment between you two.

You decided that a simple pick up line would do. 'Would you mind if I give you a kiss right now?'

As Braden read your message he slightly freaked. Before clearing his mind and thinking of a witty reply you sent another text. 'It's a joke B, I can already imagine you tensing up. But I did catch your attention right?'

'Haha very funny Y/N' he replied as you sent back a simple come over text.

He knew what today was. He thought that maybe after your last conversation you would pretend to forget. But a small smile appeared on his face, happy that you didn't.

It was your yearly ice skating tradition. Something that started the first year you met. Whenever the ice rink would open you would go the second Wednesday of the month.

And fast forward that is where you stood as you tried to tie your skates as Braden stood on the far left corner waiting for you.

"Ok just because you play hockey does not mean that you can show off with tying your skates fast." You spoke up.  You hated asking for help but honestly it was quite difficult when your fingers felt numb because of the cold.

Braden's soft laugh reached your ears as he walked to you and helped you tie them.

"Well if Cinderella needed help then she should've asked her prince." He spoke up and your cheeks warmed up.

"What no flirty comeback." His eyebrows rose.

"Hold up, i'm thinking. I'll give you a flirty comeback alright." You smiled softly at him glad that everything about your conversation earlier in the week was being forgotten.

As you skated (or at least tried to) Braden laughed as you tried to catch up to him. "Hey B my hands feel cold. Can I put them in your pants to warm up?" You spoke sort of loudly as some moms looked over at you with an odd look and a blush rose of Braden's cheeks.

"Oh that's it." He said as he skated towards you and grabbed you from behind. Both of you falling, making you land on top of him.

As you hovered over him, eyes locked together as if there was no one else your eyes kept on flickering to each other's lips. Both slowly leaning in until a shout made you guys separate.

Both of you separating and attempting to get up. Laughing it off.

"Maybe we should head home, it's getting kind of cold." Braden spoke up as he stuck his hand out for you to help you stand up.

"Yeah, uhm totally." You said as you muttered a thank you and skated off.

As both of you neared your apartment building you stopped at your door.

"B, can i ask you something?" You looked up at him as he turned around to leave.

"Why didn't you want me going on that date with Ty?" As soon as the words left your mouth you wish you could've taken them back and just walked into your house.

"Well uhm I don't think I really have an explanation other than that I don't like him much." He said as he scratched his neck. Honestly you weren't sure what you were expecting. Maybe him saying that he wanted to be on that date with you.

"Oh." You spoke up. Then both of you said your goodbyes and Braden walked away and you tried to open your front door.

"Brade-.."

Y/-..." 

Both of you spoke up and faced each other.

"You go first." You smiled.

"No you can go." 

"Well uhm how about the same time." Honestly you weren't sure what you were about to do.

"I love you." Three words. Three words that came out both of your mouths. And the response from both of you was a simple oh. Guess that was now out in the open.

[hwrryscherry]

The one where Y/N is a princess.

characters: HARRYxPRINCESSY/N

blurb: Y/N is the youngest daughter of Prince Charles and Princess Diana which makes herself the youngest sister of William and Harry(the duke of Sussex). Harry(Styles) and she meet at the Dunkirk premiere when Y/N attended with her brother Harry. This time, Harry(Styles) is in London and show Princess Y/N what it feels like to be just a girl called ‘’Y/N’’ for a day.

word count: 2.4K

warnings: fluff, a little sad in the end.

author’s note: I received a request about Y/N being a heiress and my mind just go directly to royalty so I guess this could be cool? I tried lol. If you’re british and you felt ofended by any way while reading this I’m extremely sorry!!!! I hope you guys like it as much as I do. And also, I just wanted to share that I wrote this listening to ‘’Ophelia’’ by The Lumineers and ‘’The Book of You & I’’ by Alec Benjamin. 

    You and Harry scheduled to meet in the British Museum situated in the Bloomsbury area of London even though it was a public space, it wouldn’t be a surprise as people already knew that you and harry new each other. You both met on the Dunkirk premiere which you attended together with your brother Harry. Harry(Styles) was such a gentleman, he actually were nervous. As a British man he respects the royal family as much possibler than he can, and he would never want to make neither you nor your brother to feel uncomfortable.

    But anyway, you both scheduled there because Harry had been in England for a while and as you stayed friends it just felt right to meet up. You actually felt really tired, emotionally tired. You were so used to traveling the most amazing places with friends and now being basically locked up at The Buckingham Palace because of the corona virus felt draining for you. So when Harry came up with the meeting you were so glad to finally be leaving home, and Harry has always been the type of person who you felt like you could talk openly and be exactly who you want to be, and we don’t even have to say that the British museum it’s probably one of your favorite places in London. You were enamored by art, and there were so many interesting things in there and every time you’ll go there you’d find something new.

  It was 9am and the museum it’s actually closed now but you did have some perks. You were in the Egyptian part accompanied by your bodyguard Jasper, when you suddenly listened the rough voice of you dearly friend coming closer to you making you turn yourself to look at him getting closer. He greeted you with a simple hug in which you reciprocated by opening a slight smile looking at him.

— Hello, darling — Harry said while using his hands to style his short and messy hair with a smile on his face. — How are you?

— Hi, I’ve been good, just tired! But what about you? — You asked as you both started to walk through the beautiful masterpieces — How’s your mom and Gemma? — You had that really strong British accent, which Harry understood completly, and he really likes it. He thinks it’s the cutest thing. Actually, Harry thought everything about you were extremely cute, you both have a little crush on each other but as you already told him a lot of times before, just the thought of how many things he’d have to leave for because of the royal regulation made you sad for him. You’d never ask him for something like that.

— They’re good but... — Harry stopped walking looking fixedly to your face trying to analyze your emotions by their expressions — Why are you tired? I mean, I understand it must be really bad living in a castle but anyway, what happened? — Harry said smirking at you and your reaction of laughing and rolling your eyes at him.

— Haha, really funny! You should be a humorist — You answered mocking a bit and running your right hand through your hair as you started walking again — And I asked you how were you, you won’t answer? I’ll lock you in the dungeon for your audacity! — You both always joked like this because when you first started being friends, Harry had all that idea about the old royalty with dungeons and prisoners so you’d always make fun of him for that.

— Alright, alright! I'm good, they're good, we're all good. Now, tell me! — Harry said putting his right hand slightly on your shoulder making you stop walking and look at him with all your attention. You sighed trying to form your words to explain exactly what you were feeling to him.

— I don't know, I'm just... I'm so tired of the routine, you know? I wish I could just go out to do the craziest things and not be recognized. — You were looking straight to Harry's green eyes, it felt like they were watching your soul because e was giving you his full atention. The boy really did care about you. He stayes quiet for a while in complete silence, it was a comfortable silence though. It never felt like you and Harry needed to talk all the time when you got together because it was nice just to stay together and enjoy each other's company.

— Let me take you out! — Harry suddenly said after a few seconds making your eyes widen up as you looked at him.

— Excuse me? — You asked.

— Let me take you out! We can put on some disguises and take the best London tour we can find, I bet you've never done it! — Harry said with a little smirk in the end. He was right, you never took a tour through your own city which seems crazy — You know... I really like you and if you wanna have fun this could be great! You'll be just a girl called Y/N and I'll be just a boy called Harry. — He said trying to argue with your thoughts thinking if this would actually be a good thing to do. But you didn't really have anything to lose, did you? — So, do you wanna do a bunch of fun things with me today? — Harry held out his right hand to you indicating that as soon as you shake his hand you would leave that museum and probably have the best day of your life, and so you did.

So as soon as you could, you both were out of that museum with the most ridiculous disguises, if I might say. Harry changed his fashionable clothes for some neutral grey hoodie and you changed your cute black dress to a jeans and hoodie as well. Your heart raced a bit when you both left that museum, the fear of being recognized was in you. It's not that you don't love the people of this nation, it's just... a day off could fit you pretty well.

It was hard to convince Jasper to leave you both alone though, it was his job to keep you safe and actually you don't even remember the last time you left your home without him, you just needed freedom for a while but you did convince him. He spent some minutes actually talking to Harry tons of rules about keeping both of you safe and how he couldn't risk your life and all that stuffs.

For the first time in your life, you were on those big, red and popular British bus. You and Harry entered by the back door and within minutes, you both were on the upon side of it on the last chairs. You looked through the window admiring this city and thinking about how much you would never want to live anywhere else. Harry was making a lot of dad jokes beside you though. You tried to laugh as lowly as you could but it was almost impossible, come on “What's the name of a man with a rubber toe? Roberto” it's so bad that it turns out to be funny. But anyway, the bus took both of us to King Cross where you entered a very popular fast-food place called “Five Guys” as Harry guaranteed you was the best he'd ever had and even though you'd doubted it so much, you agreed to go with him. When you were there, you ordered the biggest burger it had on the menu, which actually surprised Harry, but he surprised it too as he ordered it on the name of “Archie and Eleanor” so you could maintain your disguise.

— So.. Archie and Eleanor? — You asked smirking when you finally took the first bite of your burger. It was delicious but Harry was definitely lying, this is not the best one ever, but yep, all for the experience.

— Come on, you loved it! It's very charming, don't you think? — Harry asked as he took a sip of his coca-cola. It's crazy how these stupid disguises was working, is it really that impossible to recognize someone with a hoodie, cap and sunglasses? You didn't want to know because you were having a nice time.

— You know what, I think we need to get those Chinese cookies because I wanna read my luck! — You commented making him shook his head in reaction to your ask.

— Ok so we need to dinner Chinese food so bad! — You argued taking Harry from surprise as he didn't thought you'd stay this late with him.

— You'd have to buy actual Chinese food, you can't just buy the cookie! — He answered raising his eyebrows at you taking his last bite of his burger.

It didn't take much long for you both to be moving again. It was definitely the best day you've had in a while. You both went to Kensigton High Street and bought the most stupid UK theme hats. Harry bought a fake glasses too; it was blue and had a UK flag handed on it making you laugh every time you looked at his face.

— Come on, I still look cute! — He said putting his hands on his hips and posing like a model, on the middle of the street.

— If you say so!

Next you both went all your way up to Abbey Road which is the famous street from The Beatles photo, and you and Harry as the great fans you are had to copy them. You asked to a random person to take a photo of you two with the best American accent you could impersonate to her. The photo looked so cool and a car almost hit you two but you were fine and for some reason you both laughed and ran to the woman with your phone.

— Oh, to be drunk in love! You both are a really cute couple. — The old lady said giving your phone back to you and walked away before any of you could contest her. You both looked at each other and Harry smirked at you.

— Oh, we're such a cute couple! — Harry said blinking his eyes on a very cute way and you just rolled your eyes at him and started walking again.

— Come on, Styles! I wanna go to the Queen's Gallery — You said walking your way up to the bus stop. Harry had a big smile on his face, he didn't remember the last time he actually had that much fun. He loved England. He loved those places and he loved having this much fun with you.

In the Queen's Gallery, you and Harry tried to not make that much of a noise, it was a museum right? But it felt hard to keep it quiet because you both were taking the weirdest and funniest photos with the arts in there, for a moment you even thought you both were going to be expulsed of the location, but you didn't. None of you realized how much the time was flying and it was probably 3 pm now.

The next step was the Columbia Road Flower Market. It was probably the coolest thing of your day. You both ran around taking a lot of photos and videos. You bought one of the most delicious breads in there. You were looking at some flowers when Harry came back to you with a bunch of pink tulips on his hand, it was your favorite flowers and he knew it.

You both went to so many places actually; you went to HMS Belfast, Battersea Park, Albert Memorial, Old Spiralfields Market, Serpentine Lake, Carnaby Street and Holland Park.

When it was closer to the sunset, you went to Princess Diana Memorial Garden. It was a hard place for you. It has always been and Harry even asked if you really wanted to go there, but you did. You needed to sit down for a moment on your life and miss your mom. You were little when she died so you're probably the only one of your brothers that remember her the least.

You both lied down on the grass. It had a fresh breeze in the air, but the sun was still out, it was that golden hour moment. You rested your head on Harry's thorax looking up to the sunset orange sky above you.

— You know this can be great... If we're willing to try! — Harry said in a very low tone. He was caressing your hair with his hand analysing your face, so he could get any reaction for you.

— It would be for a while. — You said sitting up to look at his face, your faces were a few inches apart, the golden coloration on his face giving him the glow he did have naturally — But what would happen 3 years from now when someone tells you that you couldn't perform anymore? Or you couldn't release your songs? It's not right, I can't ask you this! — Harry looked away for a moment, probably trying to contain his emotions and think, just think — But we have today, we have now. Maybe we should just enjoy what we have now!

He looked back at you, directly into your eyes and again, comfortable silence. The comfortable silence Harry thought was so overrated felt right any time he was with you. He put himself closer to you if that even it's possible. His ring handed touched your cheek, eyes never distracting, you leaned in and your lips touched his. It felt magical, it felt quiet and it felt right.

The sun was out now, bringing the night and the sky full of stars. You both were by The Mall avenue, running, and dancing to the song playing backwards; it was Ophelia by the Lumineers, after that day, this song was your song and any time any of you listened to it, each other was brought up to your minds. You called it a night when you both were by the top of the London Eye, where all the big lights inspired you. When the cold breeze hit your hair and the height scared you but Harry made you feel safe.

Harry dropped you off at the castle's gate at midnight, just as he promised. You stayed by the balcony of your room until the sunrise looking at the sky because you knew that Harry was on the other side looking at the sky too thinking about how you'd never get to finish the book of you and him, and if you weren't faded to end together at least you had today.

[uglypastels]

Z first off...you are amazing and I am too shy to actually ask but I would love to be friends!! For the Spotify themed blurb could you do a smut with Tom and Mr. Brightside? I love you sm!!

Nooo don’t be shy, you can come to talk to me any time. I’m sorry this took so long to respond, but I try to get through my requests in the order that I get them and there are just so many haha, I didn’t want to lose the request either. I hope you enjoy this :). This is some kind of au but who knows which one.

> There will be smut under the cut, 18+ < (this is filthy cheating, oral (f receiving), unprotected sex - please use protection!) 

> catching up on my Spotify Blurbs

Song: #18 - Mr Brightside by the Killers __________________________________

It made Tom sick to see you standing there, at his side. He didn’t know what you saw in the guy, let alone what made you want to marry him? Probably money, and in that case, he admired your endurance. Because, as he saw you from the other side of the room, your waist tightly pulled into his side with his sleazy arm around you, he could see from the distance how miserable you looked. 

It pained Tom to see you because he knew how much better he himself could be for you. And you knew it too. You turned your head and locked eyes, pleading for Tom to help you escape, just for a moment. He nodded as he took a sip of his drink and made his way through the banquet hall. 

“Phillip,” Tom smiled to him, “y/n,” when he looked at you, his smile finally reached his eyes. 

“Thomas,” you answered respectfully. Your husband took out the cigar from his mouth, at least blowing the smoke away from your face this time, before greeting Tom. They made polite small talk before Tom made said his goodbyes, but not before kissing your hand as a farewell. And a sign. You knew what to do. 

“I have to powder my nose if you’ll excuse me, darling.” You smiled to the man you lost all affection to and hoped he would let his grip on you go. He did, but not before squeezing your ass harshly. You jumped up surprised and tried to laugh along to the echo of howling that came from your husband's entourage. You turned away and made your way out of the hall, making a corner into a smaller hallway to the bathroom, passing those doors and walking into a door that was overlooked by most people visiting the building. 

Down the stairs you went, your heart beating faster and faster at the thought of being alone with Tom again. You were still young, but any day spend with Phillip seemed to be taking away double the time and energy out of you. Not Tom, he made you feel anything but that. With him you were yourself, if not better, not just some pretty arm accessory. 

You pushed open the door of the supply closet. The dim light was on, illuminating your lover’s features. You could see his smile as your eyes locked once again. You didn’t waste a minute in making your way over to him. Your arms found their way around his neck, and his were on your hips as your lips crashed into a passionate kiss of need. 

He had already loosened his tie before you came in, as well as opened his leather belt. When he took the zipper off your dress and pulled it down, you thanked him with a moan. The material pooled around your legs, and you stepped out of it, kicking it to the side with your heel. 

“You’re so gorgeous,” he said. “Too fucking gorgeous for him.” He liked to remind you this any time you met, and still, you weren’t sure if you could accept that compliment. It felt so far out there. But no matter how fantastical, Tom made it feel true. For the short moment that you could be together, you were in your own little world. 

Your hands reached for his trousers, helping them make their way down to the ground as well, together with his underwear. The task was slightly more difficult since Tom had already grown hard at your sight and the anticipation of what was to come. You really drove the man insane.  

Another moan escaped you when you felt his fingers over your heat. Sliding through your wetness as his thumb drew circles over your clit. You took a step forward, he followed and clashed with his back against the wall. The next second, he pulled you closer and spun you around so you were the one locked in. His lips were now on your neck and his moved down, his fingers had now pulled away from your panties to the side, giving him the full access and ability to give you the pleasure that your husband never could. 

You watched as Tom’s head moved down, leaving a trail of kisses over your body. He held up your leg to put over his shoulder, before leaving one final kiss to your clit. With his fingers now pumping in and out of you in a steady rhythm, he had the freedom to give every part of your the attention it needed. You had to hold in your screams of pleasure, for fear of being heard and found, as he continued. 

“Fuck, Tom,” you slipped past your lips while grabbing his hair in your hand. Tom replied with a humming sound that directly vibrated through your body. The one leg you still used for ground support was shaking, your chest heaving heavily. You could feel yourself reaching the end as Tom didn’t even think of stopping. Not now. Preferably, not ever. He loved it. He loved making you feel this good. He loved bringing you to your climax and tasting you. 

But eventually, the overwhelming sensation of the orgasm was coming down and you needed that one moment, just a second, to rest. You tapped his shoulder lightly and he pulled away. His pink lips glistening in your juices. As you took some deep breaths, Tom continued to pepper kisses on your thighs, but he made his way back up to kiss you again. You could taste yourself on him. It was a funny feeling, but nothing you didn’t enjoy. 

You were about to move down on to your knees but Tom stopped you. 

“What do you think you’re doing, dove?” he asked, cupping your face in his hand. 

“Why, repaying you the favour, of course.” you giggled. 

“It was no favour, it was the best gift I could ask for.” He kissed you again quickly before continuing, “You taste divine.” One more kiss, “besides, if you had to repay anything, which would be ridiculous, I’d much rather have your tight pussy around me.” 

“Oh, so now my mouth is not good enough for you?” you joked. 

“If only we had the time,” he brushed his lips against your ear, so his next whispers send shivers all through you, “Then I could correct that little attitude of yours.”

You whimpered in response, it only you had the chance. 

“You know I fucking adore whatever you do, but I think we both much more prefer if I fill you up right now.” 

All you could do was nod. When you looked down you could see how hard he was, tip already red, practically ready to burst. Tom helped you up so you could wrap yourself around him as he pinned you against the wall. Slowly, making sure you could adjust to the feeling, he trusted into you. Of course, his previous words were right, you needed him inside you, filling you completely, stretching your walls, hitting that spot that sent you over the edge- over and over again. It was a wonderful feeling, not only the physical side of it, but do be treated like this with the intention of showing care and adoration, that alone was amazing. Tom’s cock pounding into, that was only a bonus. 

He kept going. The kisses as sweet as they were, were now mostly a way to soften the loud sounds coming from your mouths. But if it wasn’t for the moans, someone might have just as well heard the noises of the shelves in the room rattling as your bodies moved together. Tom’s hips moved faster, deeper, harder. You wanted to scream so badly. You wished everyone could know who made you feel this good, but all you could do was bite his shoulder to muffle yourself. 

“Fuck,” Tom groaned. He never said it, but you knew he enjoyed it. 

Eventually, he had to slow down, his moves turned irregular, he was close, and so were you. So close. 

“Come for me baby, c’mon,” he encouraged you. But it was that one final thrust, hitting your deepest point, that made you roll your eyes back as the release of tension in your body flooded over you. Your entire body was shaking but Tom helped you through it. He held you close, kissing every inch of your skin he could reach in the position until you could get back up on your own two feet.

He also helped you get back in your dress. One final farewell kiss sealed the end of your secret rendezvous. You slipped out of the room, making sure no one else was there. Tom would leave a few minutes later, just to be safe. 

He came back to the banquet hall and was walking by, just close enough to hear you choke out your made-up alibi. He smiled into his new glass of champagne, thinking if you could feel his cum drip down your legs as you lied to your good-for-nothing husband. 

[petersasteria]

Let's try this again...HAHA

Moana (2016) You're Welcome; Peter Parker

Did i get it right? HAHA

Aight. Try again HAHAHA and yes, u got it right xx

You’re Welcome - Peter Parker

This is a little blurb that can potentially be the part 2 of my one shot. So, read it first before reading this or y’all won’t get it x

"𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞"

After that unexpected encounter with Peter, you really didn’t hope for anything to happen. But of course, Peter Benjamin Parker was full of surprises. He texted you as soon as he got home and both of you started talking again. You still kept your distance, though. You didn’t want to be attached.

Aidan absolutely loved Peter. Peter was his everything. Aidan never really had a male role model in his life, so Peter was a breath of fresh air. Peter would come and visit sometimes and Aidan would always grab his attention. Peter didn’t mind, though. He loved Aidan.

You recently got asked out by one of your co-workers and you needed someone to watch Aidan. Peter stepped up and volunteered to do it.

“There’s still pizza in the fridge, so just heat that up in case he wants a snack.” You told Peter.

“Got it.”

“Oh and if you’re going to give him fruits, he’s allergic to watermelons. He also has a way of persuading and if he tries to persuade you into eating ice cream first before dinner, DON’T GIVE IN.” You warned. “He’s cute and all and I love him with all my heart, but I swear that kid has powers of persuasion.” You sighed and walked to the living room to grab your purse.

Powers.

Peter looked at you as you walked away. As soon as you mentioned powers, he couldn’t help but think about the future that could’ve happened if he didn’t break up with you. Would your kids have powers too?

“I have to go now.” You announced. “Aidan, be good to uncle Peter and listen to him, alright?”

“Yes, mommy!” Aidan smiled and hugged your legs. You smiled at him and kissed the top of his head. You ruffled his hair and he ran back to the couch to continue watching his cartoons.

“Bye, Peter. Thank you so much for doing this. I owe you.” You smiled.

“It’s no problem.” Peter smiled. “Enjoy your date.”

‘Actually, I hope you don’t enjoy your date. I hope it goes horribly wrong and then you’ll realize that you and I are meant to be. Then, we’ll kiss and make up and be together again.’ Peter thought.

“Bye!” You called out and left.

Peter closed the door and sat beside Aidan. “You love my mommy, don’t you?” Aidan asked quietly.

“What? What do you mean?” Peter questioned. There’s no way a 5 year old could figure that out.

“Because you have the same look that Ariel has when she looks at Prince Eric. Ariel loves the prince, by the way.” Aidan explained as he pointed at the tv screen which was playing ‘The Little Mermaid’. Peter didn’t say anything. He just chuckled and continued to enjoy the night with Aidan.

✧

You got home at around 10 PM and Aidan was already asleep in his room. Peter was wide awake on the couch while watching ‘The Trial of the Chicago 7′.

“Hey.” You said softly as you sat down next to him. Peter glanced at you and smiled, “Hey. I hope you don’t mind me watching on your Netflix account.”

“It’s alright.” You chuckled lightly. “Is it good?”

“It’s amazing.” Peter said. “How was your date?”

“It was alright.” You shrugged off.

Peter has known you for years and despite not seeing each other for a long time, he could still read you like a book.

“I can tell that you’re not into him. What happened? What’s wrong?” Peter asked sweetly.

You looked at him and sighed, “He’s so self-centered. Then when I told him that I had Aidan when I was in college, he gave me a disappointed look. I don’t regret having Aidan at all, Pete. I really don’t and it offends me when people give me that- that look of disappointment!” You rambled.

Peter was mad. How dare that guy!

“You were too good for him anyway. Besides, you don’t need another guy in your life. You have Aidan!” Peter smiled.

‘And me.’ He thought.

“Yeah and now I have you too.” You smiled. “Thanks for looking after Aidan.”

“You’re welcome, Y/N. Anything for you, sweetie.” Peter grinned. You sighed happily and rested your head on his shoulder.

Peter didn’t know where he stood with you, but he was contented with this. He knew it would take some time for you to love him again like you used to, but Peter will gladly wait for you.

* * * *

𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @blueleatherbag​ @harryismysunflower​ @buckys-little-hoe​ @heeeyitskay​ @slytherin-chaser​ @quaksonhehe​ @yaya4302​ @lil-mellow-bunbun​ @starlight-starks​ @swiftmind​ @alexx-stancati​ @sovereignparker​ @nerdyandproudofitsstuff​ @pearce14​ @xfirstfemale-marauderx​ @cherthegoddess​ @chewymoustachio​ @cocoamoonmalfoy​ @parkerlovebot​ @supred12​ @peterspidey

𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @marvelousell @justasmisunderstoodasloki @rubberducky-jrr​ @allyz​ @osterfieldnholland @miraclesoflove @god-knows-what-am-i-doing @drie-the-derp @hollands-weasley @itstaskeen @call-me-baby-gir1 @the-panwitch @iamaunicorn4704 @geminiparkers​ @holland-styles​ @halfblood-princess-505 @spidey-reids-2003 @whatthefuckimbisexual​ @justanothermarvelmaniac @unsaidholland @musicalkeys @lost-in-the-stars03 @hufflepuffprincess24 @hollanddolanfangirl @parkerpeter24 @bellelittleoff @agentnataliahofferson @aqiise @lexirv

[pineappledols]

The Halloween surprise!

Summary- Xavier and Elijah may have gotten what they wanted... again.

Tags- @blindedbythelightt

A/n - this is part 2 to the little blurb thing i wrote about e and x going mask shopping. Thank you so much for all the love you gave part one. I really enjoyed writing this and the first one. Please feel free to request anything. Feedback would be very much appreciated. Also if you happen to be my older sister again please keep scrolling. Thank you so much for reading! Part 3?

“ Babe, there’s a package for you!” Grayson called out to y/n. Y/n came out from the hallway with a fussy Liana on her chest. Y/n and Grayson switched what they were holding with each other. When y/n grabbed a pair of scissors and opened the package up Grayson warmed Liana a bottle y/n made for her earlier that morning. The package included Xavier and Elijah’s new updated Halloween masks they asked for.

“ oh my gosh! They came so early!” Y/n commented. “ what did?” Grayson questioned finally calming down Liana. “ the new and improved mask of the month” y/n replied with. “ oh my gosh hahaha. You are truly a sucker for them aren’t you?” Grayson went to go sit next to his girlfriend with Liana now almost asleep on his chest. “ hey! At least i didn’t buy them a whole set of a mini builders kit that was a price that ‘ mommy can’t know about because she’ll freak’” “ okay that’s not fair haha! They really wanted to build with me!!” “ okay sure...”

“ whatever back to what’s important here.” “ oh right!”. Y/n pulls out the two small face masks and remembers the smiles on their faces while picking out the masks and smiles down at them. “ look at how cute these will look at them!” Y/n excitedly announced. “ you are SUCH a sucker for them!” “ yeah, yeah, yeah. “ Grayson looks at his watch and remembers that he has to pick up his boys. “ oh won’t you look at the time i have to go pick up our little ghosts now.” “ okay baby. Go have fun picking up our little monsters!” “ they are not monsters!” Grayson hands Liana to y/n and kisses her forehead while grabbing his keys from his pocket.

“ love you” Grayson says walking out of the house “ love you so much more” y/n responded. She knew she won by the sneaky little smile on her boyfriend’s face that proves it. “ it’s just you and me li, well and uncle E and auntie Kristina but who knows what their doing.” Y/n put Liana in her rolling crib next to her while she starts to think of how she will surprise her sons with their new face masks.

After a few minutes of hard thinking she decides to put each face mask in a decorated box they made with Kristina when she was babysitting. Y/n then hides the boxes in their play room and waits for her favorite boys to come home. Once she hears the front door open and her boyfriend asking to put their bags in their room and get washed up she comes out very quickly hoping that they didn’t see anything.

“ what kind of body are you trying to hide in your children’s play room?” Ethan asks her. Jumping y/n puts her hand on her heart and tries to control her breathing after being scared to death by her childhood best friend. “ Jeeze Ethan! You can’t do that to me!! You remember what happened last time you did that?!!” “Yes it was hilarious” “ no it wasn’t” “ yes it was okay whatever. What are you actually doing?” “ don’t tell Xavier and Elijah but their new face masks arrived” “ oh cool.”

“ MOMMYYY???” “ MAMAAA???” “ coming!” “ that was so not chill at all” “ shut up” “ haha” y/n walked back to the kitchen with Liana rolling next to her to be greeted by her sons and her boyfriend. Xavier and Elijah jumped up from their toys and ran over to y/n and hugged her. “ Mama i missed you so much!!” Elijah said. “ i missed you so much more bubba” “ mommy i missed you too!!” Xavier said “ i missed you more buddy” after a little talk about how school was y/n noticed a yawn from Xavier which then triggered Elijah to yawn then y/n. Xavier and Elijah giggled at that thinking that they started a chain reaction.

Grayson came over picking up a sleeping Liana and put his hand out to grab his son’s hand “ alrighty i think we can all agree that it’s nap time” “ yes please”. Grayson, Y/n and Liana lead Xavier and Elijah down the hall to their bed room and got them in their jammies.

After a long needed nap from the whole house y/n and Kristina start to make dinner together after they have made dinner they heard loud conversation from their boyfriends and two kids. “ Dinners ready!” Y/n calls out making everyone go to the dining table and eats their dinner. After eating dinner and then cleaning up dinner while Xavier and Elijah were watching their “ toons” with uncle E, their dad and Liana it was time for the surprise. Y/n sneaks back into their playroom and grabs the two boxes with the face masks in them and heads back to the living room.

“ alright boys, i have a surprise for you two” y/n tells the room. “ is it a trip to Disney land?!” Xavier asks. “ nope not a trip to Disney land” y/n responds with. “ awe” sighs the room. Y/n giggles at that. “ here’s a hint it’s something Halloween related” “is it our costumes?!!” “ not yet those are coming later. How about you guys open it and find out?” “ please” Elijah asks. Xavier and Elijah start to open their boxes and once they do it’s suddenly Christmas for them.

Their big bright smiles light up the whole room. It was a sight to see. “ MY MASK!!! Thank you mommy!” Xavier excitedly says “ it’s my new mask thank you so much mama!!” Elijah says with a smile. The two boys run up to hug their mother as a thank you. Grayson jealously announces “ group hug!!” And hugs his beautiful family lovingly. “ i love you guys so much”. “ I’m hungry”

[mxillusion]

JACKSON WANG PLEASE

You want Jackson? You get Jackson! Wait, that sounds weird. Well, that fits this.. weird blurb. I have no idea what this is. haha. Hope you enjoy! 

You already knew that this was a bad idea. That's one of many reasons you felt so uncomfortable this evening, but since you needed to keep your secret safe, you had no other choice but to play along. You knew it from the very beginning, but Jackson kept telling you that you'd be able to survive this evening somehow. And you believed him. At least you tried.

Keeping your relationship a secret wasn't easy, especially when you were with all your friend like you were now. One of your best friends was way too wary already, and you were afraid you two would reveal yourselves by being incautious. It felt like you were under permanent observance, so it was just a matter of time until you'd make a mistake. One glance, one single touch, could be enough.

Everything seemed to be okay, somehow.

But only until one of the others suggested to play truth or dare. You glanced at Jackson, hoping he would have a spontaneous suggestion to remedy the situation you were in now. You couldn't duck out since this would be suspicious, but you couldn't participate either, because you had to lie about a few questions that were inevitably about to come.

However, Jackson stayed silent. He was trying to cheer you up with a slight smile but didn't quite succeed. He was way too nervous.

The first questions were simple. Easy. But as soon as it was your turn, your palms got a little more sweaty.

"Truth or dare, Y/N?"

You hesitated for a moment, not quite sure what to answer. Carefully you glanced at Jackson, who's poker face was totally on point. He was able to hide all the insecurity perfectly.

"Dare," you heard yourself say. Nervously you chewed on your lower lip, waiting for what was about to come next. It seemed like a smart choice to choose dare instead of truth. At least you wouldn't have to lie now.

"I dare you to kiss Mark."

Fuck.

You quickly glanced at Jackson again, now in full panic mode. Too bad your poker face wasn't as good as his. Like, not at all.

"What?" you heard Bambam ask, "are you wetting your pants just because of one stupid kiss?" Everyone was laughing, and you just blamed the alcohol in their systems for acting this childish.

You sighed audibly, cursing this god damn situation you were stuck in and just wished you'd somehow escape out of it without getting busted. So you took a big sip of your drink to gain some liquid courage before you slowly leaned into Mark's direction, who was only giggling.

Just as you were about to get over with it, and your lips almost met, Jackson jumped back on his feet. "This is ridiculous!"

Mark was grinning from ear to ear. "You got a problem?"

"Yes, I have indeed. Don't you dare kiss my girl!" he crowed without thinking it through. As soon as he realized what he just did, he sighed heavily.

"Your girl, huh?" Bambam was looking at you and back to his friend.

"Yes, my girl. Something wrong with that?" he barked, grabbing your arm to pull you onto your feet and wrap his arm around your waist.

You heard the boys chuckling as Bambam was shaking his head. "You really thought you could keep that from us?" He tilted his head, looking back into your direction. "He's really bad at keeping secrets from us, you know?" he whispered and you just had to laugh.

As you glanced up at him you could've sworn you saw a soft redness on Jackson's face but he kept playing the tough guy. "And you thought playing truth or dare would be a good idea then?"

"Sure," Bambam said chuckling, "it worked, didn't it? You finally spilled it."

Both of you had to grin, and you just felt relieved now that it's finally been said. You carefully leaned into Jackson's embrace to close your eyes as he placed a soft kiss on your temple. No more hiding now. Finally, you could be able to show the whole world how much he meant to you.

[mendespideys]

Hey! I really like your writing, your blurbs are the perfect little daydreams haha. If you’re still writing, could I ask for 11. Nobody’s seen you in days.” from angst and 9. “Sleep over? Please?” from fluff with Harrison please??

thank you!! and yess. i need me some haz :’)) warnings: mention of cheating, a lil angsty but that’s about it. hope you like it!

the rapid knocking against the front door of your apartment repeated and you sighed, throwing the fuzzy blanket off of your body and reluctantly pushing yourself up from the sofa. your wish of the person going away when you ignored the knocks the first time had been denied. you trudged over to the door, slinging it open abruptly. 

“what?” 

harrison’s blue eyes were wide, his hand paused mid-air, interrupted from knocking again. once he composed himself, you could feel his gaze lingering on your slouched frame, and you refused the urge to roll your eyes. there was no doubt in your mind that he was going to make a comment about your appearance. 

“you look like-”

“shit, yeah, i know.” 

you wracked your brain for the best possible way to tell your best friend to leave. it wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy harrison’s company - he was one of your favorite people the entire world, in fact - but you didn’t want his enthusiasm and kind words. you wanted nothing but sleep and privacy. you weren’t in the mood to deal with anyone and you knew harrison knew this. 

before you had the chance to politely tell him to leave you alone, he stepped inside, almost knocking you over in the process. you regained your balance by closing the door behind him and leaning against it. the black hoodie hugging his upper body made his eyes stand out more than usual and you tried to ignore the earnest concern swimming within them. 

“what do you want?”

“nobody’s seen you in days. i was worried.” 

“and you had to come to my apartment at,” you glance toward the clock hung up on your living room wall. “9:30 in the evening? couldn’t have waited till tomorrow?” 

“i texted you four times today, y/n. you didn’t respond to a single one of them. there was a reoccurring image of you lying in a pool of your own blood and i had to come check on you.” 

“well, i’m fine,” you shrugged, trudging back over to the sofa that had been your home for the past four days. plopping down, you turned your attention back to harrison. “honestly, thanks for the concern, haz, but i’m fine. you can go back home. i’m sure you have more important things to do.” 

“more important than making sure my best friend’s alright? don’t think so. you’re not alright, love. i can tell.” 

he invited himself to take a seat next to you and you were too tired to protest. too exhausted to do anything, in fact. even keeping up a facade you knew harrison was able to see straight through. he was your best friend, after all. 

a defeated sigh left your lips. “he cheated on me. it hurts, y’know? i-i don’t know what to do with myself. he wasted two years of my life. i should’ve realized earlier. i’m so stupid-”

“first of all, that dickwad is the stupid one. he just lost the best thing that ever happened to him. y/n, anyone would be lucky to have you. that fucking div just wasn’t able to see how incredible you are.”

his compliments were genuine, you can tell. normally, the words would have your cheeks heating up in no time, but you were having a difficult time believing him. that’s what happens when your boyfriend of two years cheats on you and throws your relationship away like it means nothing. stuff like that does something to one’s confidence. 

“i-i just… i feel like i’m not good enough. i thought this could’ve been it, y’know? i thought he could be the guy i married. n-now i feel like i’ll never find someone else. if he couldn’t love me, then who will?” 

you didn’t realize you were crying until harrison wiped away a tear with his thumb. his hand lingered there, covering your ear, his fingers tangled in your messy hair. you tried to resist the urge to lean into his touch. memories of your now ex-boyfriend flooded your mind, only increasing the amount of tears escaping. your throat was tightening and you choked back a sob as harrison pulled you into his arms. 

he leaned back into the sofa, holding you flush against his chest. his heartbeat was a nice distraction and you focused on the way his chest rose and fell as you tried to compose yourself. he held you gently, his large hand moving in comforting circles on your back. harrison always knew what you needed and you briefly wondered why you hadn’t gone to him sooner. 

“sleep over? please,” you mumbled, a wave of exhaustion flooding over you. 

the steady rhythm of his heart thumping was soothing, lulling you to sleep faster than you could fight it. harrison didn’t seem to mind, adjusting slightly under your weight before settling back down. the material of his hoodie was soft but warm against your cheek and for a moment, you imagined his bare chest instead. you didn’t know if it was the sleep deprivation or loneliness talking, but you were too tired to figure it out. 

“sure, love. whatever you need,” harrison whispered, obviously sensing your sudden desire to catch up on some sleep. you barely registered his next words. “i’ll do whatever you want. always. i’ll wait for you.”

cleaning out my inbox 

[hockeyandstuff91]

Where We're Supposed to Be (Blurb)

Word Count: 1,476

Player: Tyler Seguin and Jamie Benn, (mentions of the Dallas Stars team)

Warning: cussing, (almost) fight, Creepy bar guy

Requested: Yes from anon: Idea for a prompt: you used to date Jamie but now you date Tyler and he finds out but still protects you at a bar when someone is hitting on you.            

Authors note: Thank you anon for this great blurb idea!!! This was a lot different than my series to write, so it was a lot of fun! I have a number of other blurb requests in my inbox that I’m going to try and get to very soon!

Thank you to my lovely bff @psychospeak-blog for beta reading it for me, because I’m always unsure of my writing LOL and to the lovely and talented @onesmileyflower for helping me with the title! I seriously can never name things to save my life so you are the best haha <3

Hope you all enjoy it! I always love and appreciate feedback so let me know what you think!

Almost everyone on the team decided to go out tonight to celebrate their 6th win in a row during this long home stand. I was excited because I hadn't really seen anyone in a while.. Not since Jamie and I had broken up. It had been about 3 months but it still felt like yesterday.

We had worked everything out and decided that at this time us being together just, sadly, didn't work. He wanted to focus on hockey, and I was trying to open my business. Between him traveling, and me working with the contractors on my new building, we would barely see each other. The only times we had ever been together was when we both needed to sleep, we just didn't have time for us right now. It wasn't an easy choice, we both still loved each other, but it was what had to happen. At least that's what I continued to tell myself.

"Hey," Tyler smiled as he met me by his car.

"Hey," I smiled back.

Tyler put his bag in the back seat of his car before coming around to wrap his arms around me, pressing his lips to my forehead.

Oh yeah.. that was also new. Apparently Tyler had kind of always had a crush on me, but respected what Jamie and I had of course. When he found out that we were no longer dating he would check in on me and make sure that I was doing okay.

I didn't want to go from one hockey player to another, knowing that it would just be the same thing again. Besides that Tyler was Jamie's best friend and they were on the same team! Jamie had told me to go find someone who would make me happy, and all he cared about was my happiness, but I don't think that Tyler was exactly who came to mind when he thought about that.

"You guys did so well," I smiled up at Tyler, pulling back from the embrace.

I always wanted to be careful being too clingy with Ty in the case that Jamie was around. Tyler and I had only been dating for a week now, but we had spent almost all of our free time, more so all of Tyler's free time spent either at my apartment or my new building while I worked, for the last three months.

"Thanks babe," He said softly. "Ready to go?"

I nodded, glancing over to the door as I saw Jamie make his way out into the parking lot. I climbed into the front seat, hoping he hadn't seen me just yet. Jamie was aware that Tyler and I had been hanging out, but we didn't tell him we were dating yet, it was so new to even us two we hadn't really told anyone yet.

After a few moments, Tyler got into the driver's seat and started the car. We drove for a few minutes, making our way to the restaurant/bar that the boys had picked out to go to. Finally Tyler was the first to speak.

"So.." He paused for a few moments. I could see on his face he was trying to figure out how to say whatever it was that was going on in his mind.

"What is it Ty?"

"I told Jamie.."

My eyebrows furrowed for a second but then I realized what he meant by that. My eyes went wide and I turned my head to look out the front window, not really sure what to say. It had been a few minutes, my mind racing with questions, before I finally asked one.

"Did he say.. anything?"

"Uh.. he just said that he wants you to be happy."

I nodded and looked back over to Tyler. "Is this going to make things awkward between you two? I don't want to be the reason that the team has issues because if it’s going to be-"

"Babe," Tyler laughed, grabbing my hand. He looked over to me once we hit a red light and smiled. "I promise you it'll be okay."

"I hope so," I sigh. I really was worried about that the whole time, not wanting to be the reason that Tyler and Jamie grew apart, and I for sure didn't want to cost them anything on the ice. They had another at least 8 years playing together, I couldn't be the reason that was messed up.

Tyler parked the car and turned to me fully, gently turning my head so I would look at him. "Hey," he started softly "I don't want you to stress about this okay? We are all adults here, it might be weird for a bit but it'll be okay."

I nodded and leaned forward, pressing my lips to Tyler’s. He smiled and leaned back, opening his door and making his way around to open my door for me. I climbed out, taking his hand as we made our way into the restaurant.

There were a few other guys sitting at one of the tables in the corner, a few more at the bar ordering some drinks. I looked around but didn't see Jamie yet, he probably would be here soon. I told Ty that I was going to run to the restroom really quick and then I would be over to the table soon.

I walked into the bathroom, glancing at myself in the mirror and sighed. Tyler was right, everyone here was an adult and we all should be able to handle this. It wasn't like Tyler had stolen me from Jamie or anything, it just hadn't worked out and Tyler and I got close after Jamie and I were split up.

I shook my head, focusing my thoughts. I didn't want to stress out about this anymore, I was just going to go with the flow, and enjoy the night. The boys had been doing really well lately and that's what I wanted to focus on tonight, was celebrating them.

I made my way out of the bathroom, walking over to the bar to order myself a drink before I made my way to the table. I wasn't standing there too long before someone came up beside me, a little closer than I was comfortable with. Their breath smelled like alcohol so clearly it was someone who had been here all night already.

"Hey baby," he tried to sound smooth, but he just sounded pathetic to me.

I ignored him as I went to grab my drink from the bartender, smiling to her as I turned to walk away from the bar.

"Hey where are you going?" He asked, grabbing my arm.

"Don't. touch me."

"Come on babe, look at you. You're hot, I mean I haven't seen a rack like that around here before-"

I didn't even have time to respond before a big figure stepped in between the creepy guy and I. I stepped back, my arm finally free from being held, as I did I realized who was standing between us and I sighed with relief.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Jamie growled as he grabbed the other guy by the collar.

"Okay Jamie this isn't a hockey game, you can't just fight everyone," I said grabbing him by the arm and trying to pull him away.

"Did you hear what he just said to you?" Jamie asked, still staring at the guy as we made our way over to the table.

"Yes Jamie, I did," I sighed.

"Look, I know you and Tyler are together now.. and I know I kinda fucked up things between us, but I still care about you."

"I know you do, and I appreciate that. It was a mutual choice though Jamie, you didn't mess up."

"I know I know.. But I still feel the need to protect you, so I'm sorry, but I'm going to do that."

I laughed softly and nodded. "I wouldn't expect anything less," I said as I sat down in the chair that Tyler had pulled out for me.

"Everything okay babe?" Tyler asked softly as he sat next to me.

"Yeah just.. some guy at the bar was being a little rude."

"What? Where? Who?" Tyler asked quickly as he started to get back up.

I rested my hand on his thigh and shook my head. "It's okay, Jamie dealt with it," I whispered, not sure how Tyler would react to that.

Tyler nodded and smiled. "Good," he said before looking over to Jamie. "Thanks dude, for making sure she's okay."

Jamie nodded "I always will."

Tyler smiled and looked down at his drink menu.

I looked between the two of them, Jamie looking back at me for a moment, smiling a bit,  before he also turned his attention to the drink menu.

Maybe everything was going to be okay...

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Valentines Day HC : X-men AU

 Jack: The second his crush agrees to go on a date with him for Valentine’s day he is extremely worried that he somehow forced them to. As a child he accidentally forced people to his friends, he doesn’t want to force them to like him. He’s worried about it the whole time, what if they don’t really like him? What if his powers somehow leaked and he accidentally forced their emotions?! It will take a lot of convincing but once he knows for fact, that they really like him he is ecstatic and takes them on your average date. They go to see a movie and get dinner, probably ending the night playing video games.

Anti: He practiced and practiced till he had it down, till he could warp himself and one other person to a place that he found calming. It’s just a small pound, but when things get to be too much for him, he finds that it’s a good place to calm himself. So he takes his crush there with some snacks, he’s a bit shy about it, but really wanted to share the spot that calms him down with the person he really likes, after all he always feel calmer with them around.

Marvin: Ever the showman, Marv tries to combine his powers, creating fireworks and using his telekinesis to try and bend the sparks to spell out “Be my Valentine?” And other sappy stuff, he puts on a show for his crush and gives them special treatment all day. Flowers? Biggest dang bouquet he could afford, plus some he picked because reasons, takes them some place nice and showers them with all the affection he can.

Jackie: Let’s face it, this guy no matter what is going to be a sucker when it comes to super hero clichés. He’ll pick up his crush and fly them to the tallest building there is, if they’re afraid of heights he will especially enjoy them clinging to him while he flies but won’t admit it, where he will have set up a place for them to have dinner (thanks to Marvin for helping him set that up). If his crush is human, he’ll promise to always keep them safe, if they’re another mutant he’ll promise to always have their back as the sun sets in the background.

JJ: Poor JJ just really wishes he could say out loud how he feels to his crush, but the destruction it would cause would be massive. So instead, he asks them if they would like to have an old timey movie marathon with him, he sets everything up with an old projector (Don’t ask him how he got it, totally didn’t find it in the basement). He makes sure they’re all romance movies and as they play, he tries to scoot closer to his crush, eventually trying to hold their hand. If his crush returns the gesture (Which we wont even consider them not do that because if so HOW DARE THEY), he’ll be over joyed and the pair will just happily finish the marathon, possibly falling asleep on each other.

Angus: This guy will take his crush on a hike and if their feet get tired you bet he’ll give them a piggy back ride! They better be prepared for him to stop and take a picture of animal he sees though and be careful this guy is sneaky and will sneak as many pictures of them as possible! After all, they’re the most amazing thing there to him anyway ;3 and they can’t convince him otherwise. The date ends with a nice picnic that he made for them and a long talk about anything and everything as they stay out late and star gaze.

Chase: He had everything planned, the perfect trick shot! The foam darts were supposed to form a heart, but uh… He’s still working on his powers and one of them went through the wall, luckily no one was in the next room but that wasn’t exactly fun to explain. His crush assures him that everything looked really cool though and they appreciated the thought, he’d probably come up with some sort of pun at that point, because he’s a dad and that’s what they do. He takes them on a normal dinner date, they go to a nice restaurant and gets them flowers, he’s just really trying to be normal especially after the accident with his nerf gun. His crush would have to assure him they don’t care that he’s a mutant (especially if they’re human), it might take some convincing but I think at some point he would try and teach his crush how to do a few trick shots, fixing their stance and such (It was off, he wasn’t trying to get close to them shut up).

Shawn: He had absolutely no idea what to do and no confidence when it came to approaching his crush, it took some forcing from his friends, Jack even threatened to force him to feel something close to confidence so he finally got himself to do it. He gives them a small doll that he created for them, it’s a hobby that he took up after he was told that having one could help him manage his anger. When it comes to the date he is 100% winging it, honestly he didn’t really think he’d get this far. Everything but the doll is last second, they don’t really get to go to the snazziest place, but it’s nice enough. He feels bad about it but his crush assures him that they just enjoyed spending time with him and when they tell him he can have time to plan for their next date he has to stop and make sure he heard them right.

Henrik: He wasn’t sure about approaching his crush, after all he’s already been hurt once… Who’s to say it won’t happen again? It took a lot of pep talking, but he finally asked them to go on a date with him for Valentine’s day. He cooks for them though, sets up everything, he’s healed pretty much everyone in the mansion at least once and he will hold that over their heads for them to leave him and his date alone for ONE night. After dinner he’ll take them to an empty room where he’ll have it set up so that they can dance together, even if they don’t know how, he’ll teach them to waltz and they’ll dance the night away.

Robbie: If you thought Shawn was shy about asking his crush out for Valentines let me tell ya, he’s got nothing on poor Robbie. The guy looks like a zombie and not only is he sure that’s a reason why his crush wouldn’t want to go out with him, he also knows that because of his looks that he wouldn’t be able to take them anywhere remotely normal. He finally gets the courage to ask them to do something with him on Valentines day, he apologizes a lot because the only plan is to marathon whatever movies his crush feels like watching. He let’s them pick every movie and they just get take out, spending the night cuddled up in blankets.

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Happy Valentines Day everyone! :D I hope you all have a great day and that you enjoyed these little blurbs... I need to do more with this AU haha! Anyway, I love all y'all! *Heart hands*

~Seal~

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Awwwww these are so dang sweet! ❤❤❤💕💕💕💕

[carry-on-my-pretty-weeper]

I Can’t Believe It

Author: carry-on-my-pretty-weeper

Character(s): Peter, Ned, MJ, and Reader

Word Count: 2.8k+

Warnings: cursing, a scarehouse, roller coasters, and fluff oml

Author’s Note: I needed a little pick me up because of a shitty day I had a couple days ago so here’s a thing. I started it off thinking it was going to be a blurb but it turned into 2k+ story so enjoy! Also tomorrow is an update to Catching Lighting!

You couldn’t believe it. You genuinely couldn’t believe it. She was late she had to be. You had been waiting at an amusement park for your friend for twenty minutes. When half an hour rolled around you wanted it to be a prank. You wanted her to jump out and scare you yelling “haha! I got you!” These were all things you wanted but they weren’t true. You called and texted her but none of your messages were answered. You could feel tears start to sting the corners of your eyes. You took deep breaths to try and keep them at bay. You know what? You weren’t going to waste a park ticket. So you got up and determinedly walked to the closest ride available. 

You stood in line when an attractive boy walked up behind you with his two friends. One was another boy and he had a unironically nerdy look. The other was a girl who looked about as interested in this place as you had friends. You went on your phone to not seem lonely when you all arrived at the front of the line.

“This is a two seater,” the guy running the roller coaster said to the group of three. They had a quiet conversation about who would break off when they practically shoved the attractive boy towards you.

“Would you mind if I rode with you?” he asked obviously nervous to be talking to you. He rubbed his neck as he awaited your answer.

“Of course! But I’m warning you I’m a yeller,” you joked trying to ease your own nervousness. He laughed as you both got in the cart.

“I’m Peter by the way,” he added as the ride got going.

“Y/n,” you replied as the cart was going up a tall slope. Oh no this was a bad idea you immediately regretted getting on. The whole reason you came was because your friend liked roller coasters not you. She kept talking about how fun it would be to watch you freak out. But the thing is she wouldn’t be there to watch you freak out but a complete stranger would. You gripped the bar in front of you as you started flying down the drop. A scream ripped through your chest as the attractive boy Peter started laughing.

“Oh my god holy fucking shit fuck crap,” cuss words spewed from your mouth as the ride continued for a couple more rises and drops. When the ride came to a stop Peter was practically cackling.

“I didn’t realize someone could curse so much,” he doubled over in his seat. 

Your cheeks were inflamed as the bar keeping you in your seat lifted up. You wobbled out of the cart as your legs turned into jelly.

“It’s a talent,” you remarked pulling out your phone to check for at least one last attempt to not be alone at an amusement park.

“Waiting for someone?” he asked while you checked your phone.

“I mean I was,” you trailed off.

“‘Was’ as in not anymore?” he pressed further. He didn’t know why he was asking you so many questions or even talking to you. Usually ride partners parted ways right about now but he wanted to get to know you.

“Yeah my friend was going to meet me here but never showed,” you mentioned as you guys reached his friends. He gave you a really sincerely sorry look.

“Damn that’s cold, would you uh” he hesitated a bit, “Would you like to hang with us?” Okay that’s not at all how you thought this conversation was going. You thought he would be like ‘oh that sucks welp see ya’. But this boy had other ideas.

“I wouldn’t want to impose,” you tried to argue.

“We have an uneven number so in all honesty you’d be giving me a partner,” he countered. He really hoped that you would say yes. Unless you were seriously uninterested in him which he would totally understand. It also felt like if you weren’t interested than he was coming on like a creep. Fearing the worst he goes to ramble about how you don’t have to and such.

“Sure if it’s okay with your friends,” you said unintentionally cutting off his internal rambling. Peter’s smile widens threatening to crack his face.

“I’m totally cool with it, Ned you’re cool right?” MJ interjects trying to be an amazing wing woman. I mean she all but threw him at you for the ride. Ned nodded his head as you guys walked to the next ride. You made conversation and found out that you were all in your sophomore year of high school. Plus your school was only 15 minutes away from theirs. When you reached the next ride it was more of a scare house. MJ and Ned headed in before you and Peter. You waited for a bit before Peter brought you back to earth.

“We don’t have to go in if you don’t want to,” he tried to un-freak you out. To him you looked completely terrified.

“No I can do it. I just have to hype myself up first,” you insisted while shaking your head as if the anxiety could fall off of you like that. Then Peter did something that not even he thought he would do. He reached for your hand and held it in his. You looked up at him oblivious to the wing man and woman that were freaking out at your interaction. 

“Shall we go?” he asked his eyes searching yours.

“We shall,” you responded with a playful smile on your lips. As you walked into the scarehouse you tried to brace yourself for whatever was to come. But when the first person dressed up like a zombie popped out at you you let out a little shriek as you leaned closer into Peter. He was becoming more aware of his heart rate and he swore that you could hear how hard it was beating. But it wasn’t because of the scary things popping out at you two. It was over the fact of how close you were to him. How you wanted him to protect you. So he released your tight fingers and wrapped his right arm around you almost as if shielding you from the scary things. You were so happy for the dim lighting because of how red your face would have seemed otherwise. Whenever something would jump out or yell you would cling to Peter. But you weren’t the only one red in the face. Peter’s internal dialogue consisted of ‘oh my god she’s so close to me’ ‘she’s so cute I can’t believe this is happening right now’ and other varieties of that. By the end of the scare house you were relieved and sad. Relieved because dear god you didn’t know if your heart could handle anymore adrenaline and sad because now you didn’t need a reason to hold onto Peter. Letting go of him you both walked to the exit.

“That was certainly exciting,” he mentioned with a wide smile.

“They’re lucky that I didn’t punch them out of fear,” you added putting up your hands in a mock boxer pose.

“Easy there Rocky we don’t need to be kicked out yet,” he joked. Wow this kid has seen Rocky? Rare-breed. You guys met up with Ned and MJ who seemed to be having a very intense conversation until you both caught up.

“How was the house?” MJ asked slyly. Thinking about how close you were to Peter you became flustered as you choked out a ‘good’. Peter seemed to be having the same reaction as you. So you guys both just stood there sputtering for a good couple minutes before Ned suggested another ride. Unknown to you and Peter they had planned out which rides that were just for two people.

“We are such good wing men/women,” MJ whispered to Ned as you two walked ahead. Peter had just said something to make you laugh.

“That’s the truest thing to ever been said,” he replied as they high fived. Peter was looking over at you a lot more than he knew he should. But by god you were just so pretty. When he made you laugh it was like he won the lottery. Your eyes lit up and you smiled so wide. If he could he would just live in that moment forever. He was just so smitten by you. So gathering up his courage from earlier he reached for your hand again. You looked at him before lacing your fingers with his. His hand was big and yours was small but it fit perfectly almost like a puzzle piece. You were smiling blushing like crazy and refused to look him in the eye. He was doing almost the exact same thing. Meanwhile Ned and MJ were fangirling like crazy.

“So what ride did you have in mind?” you asked Ned hoping to break the silence that fell.

“It’s a new ride that takes you around a good portion of the park but adds in some major drops and a slight upside down experience,” he explained while making hand gestures for you to get an idea of what it was like.

“Sounds like a plan let’s go,” you announced as you started walking in the direction of the ride with Peter in tow. To be completely honest you needed to scream to let out all of this pent up freaking out. You couldn’t believe that Peter was holding your hand. It might seem dumb and childish but you hadn’t ever really had a relationship with someone. So holding hands was sort of a big deal.

While you guys waited in line at the ride you’d ‘accidentally’ lightly bump into Peter. Your hands were still intertwined. You were talking about some old movie when you reached the front of the line. It was another two rider per line deal. So you and Peter sat next to each as you buckled your seat belts.

“Are you ready?” Peter asked as the overhead bars squished you into your seats.

“Ready as I’ll ever be,” you answered with a deep breath. The ride started off with a jolt of speed. It was reaching its first drop. You squeezed the handle bar and screamed. Peter was yelling too but it sounded a lot more joyful than your nervous one. On the next drop yours was more excited than before. Then you started to enjoy yourself on this ride. By the end you were ready to go again. You guys went on three more rides after that one. When the four of you got off the last ride MJ suggested that you could all go eat. Instinctively you reached for Peter’s hand and you all went off to find a restaurant. There was a Johnny Rockets so you guys went there. When you went to sit down Ned and MJ grouped to one side of the booth leaving you to sit with Peter. Not that you were complaining at all. MJ ordered a BLT, Ned ordered cheese fries + a steakhouse burger, Peter ordered an original burger with extra pickles, and you ordered a bacon cheddar burger. Ned’s cheese fries were the first thing to come out of the kitchen. He offered them to the table and they were gone in a matter of minutes. You guys were all talking about things you did during your childhood. You had gotten the table to laugh when you talked about getting into a fist fight in the third grade.

“I guess I wasn’t wrong when I called you Rocky,” Peter joked bumping your shoulder with his.

“Careful you don’t want third grade y/n to come out. She’s fierce!” you said playfully as he puts his hands up in mock surrender. When all the rest of your guys food came out you all dug in. There wasn’t a single thing left on anyone’s plate. You took a swig of water to wash down the now finished burger. Plus you hadn’t really drinken anything all day so you were thirsty. Downing the rest of your water you listened in to Ned talking about superheros.

“Do you have a favorite superhero y/n?” Ned asked you fully aware that Peter would be listening to your every word.

“Of course doesn’t everyone?” you said unknowingly speaking next to one yourself.

“Who is it?” Peter tried not to sound too interested. He took a sip of water to make it seem like he was barely listening.

“Spiderman,” you replied. Peter choked on his water when you said that.

“Shit Peter are you okay?” you asked worry evident in your voice. He just nodded while trying to cough out the fluid he inhaled.

“So Spiderman? What makes you like him so much?” he questioned as if he didn’t totally embarrass himself five seconds ago.

“Well he saved my mom one time when a cars brakes weren’t working and it almost ran her over. Plus he seems really humble,” you explained twisting your straw. The check came and you all paid for your food and left. The sun was starting to go down and the sky was painted with beautiful oranges, pinks and blues.

“Oh my goodness it’s so beautiful,” you exclaimed staring at the sky. Peter was watching you and couldn’t deny how absolutely stunning you looked right now. The sky was reflected in your eyes and the lights from the rides were caught in your hair.

“Yeah it really is,” he said without taking his eyes off of you. You didn’t notice that he wasn’t staring at the sky like you were. Once again MJ and Ned were freaking out because wow they’re the best at setting people up. Even though this was the first time but that’s besides the point.

“What if we all went on the Ferris Wheel?” Ned chimed in. Partially interrupting Peter’s heart eyes. You tore your eyes away from the sky and gave him a ‘sure’ before looking back at the explosion of color. You all started walking over to the giant ring full of people. Peter just couldn’t stop himself from looking at you. When you reached the Ferris Wheel you remembered what happens in movies on Ferris Wheels and your face caught fire.

“Are you okay?” Peter whispered to you to not catch the attention of the other members of your party. Him being this close to you while leaning into your ear made your face get even redder.

“Yes! Yep, of course why wouldn’t I be,” you stumbled over your words. He wasn’t so convinced. So he reached down for your hand for what felt like the millionth time today.

“We don’t have to go if you’re afraid of heights,” he tried to reassure you by squeezing your hand. Could this guy be even more perfect?

“It’s not that at all! I really want to go on the ride,” you exclaimed. I mean that wasn’t a lie you did but you were also nervous about what was going to happen when you reached the top. 

So when it was time for you to climb in the seat you tried to take inconspicuous deep breaths. When he climbed in you realized just how small the seat was. You were practically on his lap. The rotation started up as the next people climbed on. The higher you got to the top the colder it got. You shivered alerting Peter that you were cold. He wasn’t wearing a jacket that he could offer you so he wrapped his arm around you. You looked up at him to offer a thanks but he was already looking down at you. You were thankful for the smallness of the seat because that made your faces so much closer than they had been all day. You quickly studied his face while his eyes slipped to your lips. There wasn’t much leaning in that had to be done as you kissed him. He was taken by surprise but kissed you back. His arm that was wrapped around you pulled you closer if that was possible. While your hand rested on his surprisingly toned chest. When you broke away for air you realized that you were at the top of the wheel. How cliche you thought. You both looked at each other and started to laugh.

“So uh, wow, that was” you trailed off trying to find the words.

“Yeah it was,” he chuckled.

“I can’t believe we just kissed,” you confessed hiding your face in your hands to hide it’s redness.

“I can’t believe I’m going to do it again,” he said taking your hands from your face kissing you again. You were amazed that you didn’t melt into a puddle right then and there. His lips were soft and lightly chapped but they were perfect. He was perfect. Your hands escaped his as you placed one at the nape of his neck and the other rested on his shoulder. Since his hands were now free he wrapped one around your waist while the other cradled your face. All you thought was how this was perfect ending to a rough beginning.

[readingraebow]

Everything is Illuminated Section One

An Overture to the Commencement of a Very Rigid Journey - The Dial, 1941-1804-1941

1. Have you ever read this book before or seen the movie? If not, what do you know of the story? I have not read this book or seen the movie though my best friend in high school was obsessed with it. Her favorite actor was Liev Schreiber and he directed this movie so she watched it a lot though I never got around to watching it with her. And she read the book and loved it and told me to read it. So I bought it but, uh, never actually read it. Though if it's anything like Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close, it's probably absolutely bananas but also amazing. And I honestly don't know anything about it. Though I was just reading some of the little review blurbs on the first few pages and apparently it's about the Holocaust?? That is actual proof that I know nothing about this book. But I'm very excited to get started with it!!

2. Where did Alex’s grandfather work and why is he coming out of retirement? I honestly don't remember reading the answer to the first part of this question and flipping back through, I couldn't find it soooo stealing part of Lizzy's answer (because I'm bad at things). He was a driver for Heritage Touring and he comes out of retirement to drive around The Hero (who is also the author; way to write yourself as a character into your own book *slow claps*) who has come to the Ukraine to search for the village where his grandfather lived and a woman named Augustine who saved his grandfather's life during the war and, thus, allowed him to exist.

3. Why did Yankel’s wife leave him? How did she break the news to him? She left him for another man and he just comes home to find a note on the door that says "I had to do it for myself." And the part that mystifies him is that it was so simple for her. He says that she was the love of his life but apparently that wasn't the case for her. She just left the note tacked to the door like she'd done with other notes with things for him to do or messages that she'd stepped out and would be right back. But leaving him is something much bigger and it hadn't seemed like a hard decision for her. And, yet, for him there wasn't really anyone else. He never married again.

4. What is Brod’s role in the parade? Have you ever been in a parade before? Brod is the most beautiful girl in Trachimbrod so she's the Float Queen. Basically this means she dresses up as a mermaid and rides in the parade. And then she throws sacks in to the river after which she was named and a bunch of men jump in to try to find the sacks and one of them finds the winning sack which has a bunch of money in it. And I have actually! I've been in 6. The first was in New Mexico. We had a family reunion on my grandmother's side (but I was a kid so I think it was her father's siblings and their descendants but I don't quite remember) and we had a float in their parade. I was like 5 or something so I just remember wearing a pinafore and pretending to stir a pot while I tried super hard not to fall off the float, haha. And then four times were when I was in band and marched. My hometown has two parades every year, one for Christmas and one for our annual festival in May, and I played flue in three of those. In one of them I got to hold the banner (and, thus, didn't have to play an instrument while walking in step which I was supremely bad at and hated). And, honestly, I don't really like parades so that was one of the reasons why I quit band, haha. And I'm also kind of glad I don't really have to go to parades anymore. Though, that being said, the last time I was in a parade was in October when I visited my aunt and helped her out with their Apple Days festival (which she conveniently didn't tell me I was working, haha) and so I walked with her and helped corral all the kids who had won the Johnny Appleseed contest and were riding around us on bikes. Thankfully, that was the world's shortest parade because I am also not great at corralling children, haha. So basically I don't have great luck with parades.

5. What happens to Brod on her way home from the parade? What does she discover when she finally arrives? I think she's raped? In the chapter before that, she sees a page of what will become her story and it mentions that she was raped and then that's mentioned again, in passing, at the beginning of the chapter when she's riding on the float. So then, when she's coming home from the parade she has to evade all of the drunks who are lusting after her and she comes home to find Yankel dead on the floor. And then outside the window, she sees the guy who won the sack contest staring at her. And basically that's where it stops? So it implies that she was raped but it never goes into detail. And it was right after she found Yankel dead. What a horrible day for her O.O

6. What is Alex saving his money for? He's saving his money to move to America. He says he keeps all of his money in the cookie jar in the kitchen which is safe because it's been ten years since his mother made cookies. He reasons that when the cookie jar is full, he'll have enough money to move to America. But he wants to be sure he has enough money for a really nice apartment in Times Square that is big enough for him and Little Igor and will have a large-screen tv to watch basketball, a jacuzzi, and a hi-fi. (Somehow I don't think a cookie jar full of money will be enough for all of that but okay.) He also asks Jonathan to send him articles about America (sports, movies, girls & accounting schools) so he can learn more about it for when he moves there.

7. How does the search for Trachimbrod go? Super not well. Sammy Davis Junior Junior ends up eating all of Jonathan's papers, including the map, so they have no idea where they're going. So they ask someone for directions and he's never heard of Trachimbrod so he gives them a general direction to go and tells them when they get close, someone should be able to tell them where to find it. Except everyone else they stop to ask says they also haven't heard of it. So they just end up driving around, waiting for someone to have actually heard of Trachimbrod. So, finally, they stop and ask this woman and she says she hasn't heard of it either but something in her tone says otherwise. And when Alex shows her the photograph, she says no but he says it sounds like a different kind of no. So he just keeps asking her if she knows anyone in the picture and she keeps saying no. And then finally he asks if anyone in the picture knows her. And then she says "I have been waiting for you for so long." And Alex points at the car and tells her they're searching for Trachimbrod. And she says "You are here. I am it." So Trachimbrod is apparently a person????? 8. What happens to the Kolker after he gets the job at the mill? Brod had a feeling that something bad would happen to him so she didn't want him to go to work and tried to stop him. But he went anyway and a saw blade ended up flying off its bearing and basically ricocheted around the room before finally embedding itself perpendicular in the top of the Kolker's head. It didn't kill him though. In fact, it didn't injure him at all except for the creation of violent mood swings. It basically created a second, very angry personality who would yell awful things at everyone and caused him to start beating Brod. This was completely unlike his normal personality and he couldn't control the violent side. After something would happen, he would apologize profusely and sometimes even ask what had happened. But, anyway, it created a more violent side which sent him to every doctor to try to get it stopped. However, the only way to stop it would be to remove the blade which would probably kill him. So instead, he just decided to sleep in a separate bedroom for the last year of his life which caused him to stop beating Brod but also meant that the last year of their marriage had them living almost entirely apart and communicating only through a hole cut between the two rooms.

  Section One Reading Journal

What on earth did I just read????? So this is easily the strangest book I’ve ever read. And I’m not even done yet. Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close is one of my absolute favorite books and even though it’s a mess, it’s a really weird, enjoyable mess that kind of grabs you and makes you want to figure out where this is going. That’s not really how I feel about this book?? I just-- I don’t know. This one is so weird.

As of right now, I can’t really keep any of the characters straight (especially since everyone keeps changing names?????? What even???) except for Brod and Jonathan and Alex (though I literally didn’t know his name was Alex; I thought it was Sasha). I’m just really, really not following this book? I do finally have the three stories kind of straight though it seems like they’re all actually one story, just told on a very non-linear timeline.

I just-- I really don’t know what I think about this book. I feel like I will like it more after I finish it because it seems like it will be something really, really amazing when it all comes together. So I think this is one of those that’s a complete mess the first time around but once you get it (and maybe even read it again or watch the movie-- so at least have ~some kind of second interaction with it), it’s really great. I’m hoping that’s how I’ll feel. But right now, I’m just really not loving it.

Though the writing is, as always, super beautiful and there are lots of really great quotes. And Alex not understanding how words work is really hilarious. And no one understanding that Jonathan is a vegetarian is also hilarious. Especially that they won’t let you make modifications to orders??? Like you can’t just not make meat??? How is that hard???? That seems easier to me. But okay then.

So yeah. Some parts of this book I’m really enjoying. But some parts are just super weird and very confusing. Including all of Brom’s life. It seemed like her husband was the one who raped her but apparently he was coming to save her/check on her/came to the parade to meet her??? And she genuinely loved him. All of that could’ve been just *a little bit* clearer. Because I was so totally confused. And that’s how pretty much all of her story has gone.

But, anyway, I’m hoping the rest of this book will clear up everything we’ve read so far. I remember Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close being super weird the fist time around too but I don’t remember it being downright confusing. I don’t remember spending half the book wondering what was happening and if I’d ever feel like I wasn’t totally lost. So I have high hopes for the second half and I can’t wait to get into it!

(Also, as a weird side note, this book reminds me a lot of Chuck Palahniuk’s Pygmy. That one was also “written by” someone who could barely speak English and was hard as hell to get into but, in my opinion, it was honestly well worth it. It was kind of a headache to read at first but once you got used to it, it got a lot better. And that’s one of my absolute favorite Chuck books. So that’s kind of why I’m thinking this one might turn out the same way. I’m having lots of flashbacks to reading that one, haha.)

[justyouraveragecognitionhoe]

words words words

here’s my brain dump from last sunday enjoy picking it apart. i tried to organize it cause i just kinda kept inserting paragraphs wherever when thoughts came up. 

i’ll break it up a bit cause there’s a few different topics? or i’ll just dump it flows enough ehhh here you go 

*i tried to make multiple keep reading lines but it won’t let you do that in on post so i gotta post this and reblog it from myself so bear with that crap for a moment. 

eh this first blurb turns into boys. lame. read on if you so choose. also disclaimer i start to say fuck a lot in this chunk idk why but it just happened. 

i slept over a boy’s house last night for the first time. bree and sam and i went to jordan’s for the racing banquet afterparty, and it was liit. hehe sorry i hate myself for writing that. but it was super fun! it was an adventure of a night. sam and i became fast friends, bree and i had some simp time, played fun games and drank, and then we all just slept over at jordan’s. it was v uncomfortable haha bree and i slept on a giant bean bag. comfy to nap and sit on, not so great for prolonged sleeping. but it was really worth it. i had such a great time. some formula boys came over too so playing games was fun cause there were more people. also back to banquet for a moment, i’d like to take the time to appreciate how fire i looked. i felt really confident. i wish i got to wear that outfit more, i think i need to get appreciated in it more. hmmmmm what else i haven’t been able to do this in a long time. i’m so bad at keeping tabs on my life. i need to go back to the mason jar with little weekly updates those were fun.

i had a really nice time chatting with erika on thrusday after mandarin. she’s so precious, i’m really grateful to have gotten the chance to meet her better before the year ended. she told me i was really beautiful and was surprised when i said i had no boys in my life. she’s so beautiful, i always feel like it’s the truth when i hear that i’m pretty from other pretty girls. like cause they’re pretty they know what it is, so if they say i am, i like to believe i’m pretty too. but i don’t have guys lining up for me and it just always makes me wonder what i’m doing wrong. do i give off bitch vibes, don’t date me vibes, i don’t date vibes, like why don’t i get approached if i’m so pretty. the only guys to ever tell me i’m pretty or something are always creeps and i don’t fuck with that shit. i just want a nice boy. 

wow nice transition. let’s talk about cute boys!!! cause i have no other life than think boys are cute and hope that one day one of them might like me back a little. there’s this cute little electron in the bat lab. he’s really adorable. he wore a nice light pink polo to banquet and won an award. what a cutie pie. i finally introduced myself to him during banquet. i like to think that he looks at me when i’m in the bat lab. i definitely sneak little glances at him. ugh i think bford is really cute too. he wore suspenders and a bowtie. he sent me a fb friend request and i felt accepted. that means he knows who i am. *update he asked to connect on linkedin, we can get married now. i also like to think he’s given me a double look before. who else. ooo i am hopelessly in love with smol bean. he is such a great wholesome bean with lots of protein and is the cutest stud. he’s just such a good person and i appreciate him like crazy. there’s a lot of cuties in racing i appreciate them all. but then like it kinda sucks because i know i’ll never get to be in a relationship with any of them because i’m not a “first-choice girl” i’m just that extra quirky roommate to the prettier roommate or the sidekick friend to the beautiful man character. does my desperateness show to much? do they know that i want their attention? do i act weird around them? or do they just not like me? but i’m pretty decent friends with a lot of the guys i think are cute, do they just see me as a friend? am i really on another level like trevor said that guys feel like they’re just not goof enough for me? i mean i like to think i’m at least really cute, and i think my niceness makes up for the lack of a defined waist and prettier everything. guys fall over olivia all the time, no one has ever really done that to me. i just want to be the beautiful friend once. that really pretty girl that they ask their friends who she is, because she’s smart and cute and beautiful and they want to get to know who she is. when do i get to be her? i love all of my friends so much and i’m so lucky to have them all, but fuck why are they always all prettier and skinnier and better at everything than i am. it’s just hard.

i want to believe that shades® thinks i’m cute. like i really wanna believe it. but last night he just talked about how he thought that my friend was so beautiful. but he said that he liked drunk emma and that she was fun:) and he likes my memes and admires my work ethic and thinks all my slps are dope and he thinks it’s cool that i’m learning mandarin and write notes on my laptop in mandarin and idk man he’s a cutie. we went to church together just us a week or so ago cause debbie was sick and bree was gone and i wondered if people thought we were dating. we went shopping at trader joe’s after and i thought we looked cute. he’s problematic to work with though so i idk how he’d fair in a relationship. he also has total anime hair, i appreciate it. i think blondrew may have had a crush on me for a while. he would kinda pick on me a bit and give a little sass back which he hadn’t don't before. he’s getting back to normal now which i appreciate.

jenna asks me a lot why i think i’ve never dated anyone. we always get interrupted and i never get to finish my thoughts, but the truth is, is i don’t know why. it;s not like i haven't wanted to. there have been plenty, and i mean plenty fuck all i do is think about cute boys, of boys the i think are cute and stuff but i’ve never dated any one. dude, if it wasn’t for trevor i still wouldn’t have had my first kiss. do i just seem like i don’t want to date do i flirt wrong?? do i seem like i already have a boyfriend? cause like whenever people ask about boys in my life and i say i have none and have never had any they seem surprised. like did they think i already had a boyfriend? but then their are such really pretty and accomplished girls i know that also have never had boyfriends either and like fuck it sucks. why does the world hate us. i really dislike that i think that way. but it’s always on my mind. 

ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i just want a boy to like me. like it’s so sad. i feel and think that it’ll solve my confidence issues and stuff and like i know it won’t. to me i think that it’ll mean a sign of like societal acceptance, that a guy likes me, but that’s such a backwards way to think and that in no way defines my worth in society. i think at this point it’s become something like a, “i need it to happen to know that i know it’s not what i need.” i know myself, i need the verification that it’s not what i want and i’ll know that when it happens, even if i keep telling myself from now,  i still need it to happen to have physical proof. it’s like how i told myself don’t go into college with expectations, but i still went into this year with them and now i really feel secure in knowing that expectations suck and i really need to not have them. it also makes me mad that the acceptance and love i get from my friends isn’t enough for me to feel like i am relevant. like i am someone people like and want to hangout with and be around. i’m really sad that i can’t recognize that, and i feel like i need it form a guy but goddamn i just want a nice boy to cry to and smile with and just sit next to each other and lean my head on his shoulder. but that’s not gonna fix me not knowing who i am or feeling comfortable with myself and confident in myself. 

fuck i hate how my entires always turn to love and boys. like there’s so much more to the world and i always bring it back to not having a boy. but like fuck i don’t need one!!!! look at how impressive my life and accomplishments are. and i worked for them so hard without a guy. i did them myself with the help and guidance of my amazing support systems, that i sought out myself. i set and seek goals and i fucking accomplish the fuck out of them. i am so motivated and passionate and accomplished and smart and trilingual and cultured and kind and funny and beautiful and i don’t need a guy to prove any of that because i know it all, but i don’t know if i believe myself.

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Cuddles Make Everything Better

AHHHHHHH its my first blurb! You all can thank @inthebyf for convincing me to actually post this, because I wasn’t sure I was going to do it or not! Why? idk! Its so adorable and I love it so much! haha I hope you all enjoy it!!!

Word count: 1,439

Players: Andre Burakovsky, Tom Wilson

Warnings: None, just a lot of softness going on lol

It had been the longest week at work of my life. Or at least it felt that way, because honestly people got way too crazy around the holidays and I couldn't deal with them anymore. Tom had decided to grab a couple drinks at a bar with some friends and asked if I had wanted to go but I was just too tired to even move off the couch. I was so glad that I finally was able to have a couple days off this weekend and just relax.

I was laying on the couch watching some TV, pretty wide awake for having worked almost 12 hours straight, when I heard footsteps behind me. I sat up a little and looked over my shoulder and saw that Andre was standing there, looking down and biting his bottom lip a little.

"Whats the matter hun?" I asked and sat up, making room for him on the couch.

Andre plopped down next to me and sighed. I could tell that his eyes were watery and it broke my heart. He had been doing a lot better lately about being less hard on himself, but he still had bad days. It made me so upset that he got this bad sometimes because he was such an amazing guy and deserved the world. When I had moved in with Tom, Andre and I got super close. He had found comfort in me, which I was glad that I was able to provide for him since it didn't seem like he had an outlet anywhere else. He had come to me first about his whole mental struggles before talking about it on the interview, which sadly he had caught a bit of flak from some fans. I had threatened to go on a twitter rampage to protect my baby boy when Tom had taken my phone away from me, not wanting me to cause a whole thing that the media would for sure eat up.

I scooted over next to him and wrapped my arm around him, resting my chin on his shoulder. "Did you have a bad day sweetie?" I asked softly.

Andre just nodded and tried to turn his head away from me, which I had learned had meant that he didn't want me to know how upset he was. I grabbed his chin gently and turned it towards me. He finally looked at me and my heart broke as a single tear fell down his face.

"Aw sweetie," I wiped his cheek with my thumb before pulling him close, rubbing his back. Living with him was always so much fun, he brought so much life and happiness to this place. Tom and I had basically adopted him and took care of him because to us he was a kid, even though he was older than I was I saw him like a younger brother who I wanted to do nothing but protect.

The days that were bad he would always come to me, knowing that I would listen to what he needed to get off of his chest. Then there were some days where he didn't want to talk he just wanted to be held and loved. Honestly how couldn't you love this kid? He was adorable and sweet and caring and loved everyone, he just made everyone around him happy. The world didn't deserve someone as amazing as Andre and it killed me to see how pained he was right now.

"Its okay," I soothed into his ear as he laid his head on my shoulder. I could tell he was crying as my shirt was starting to get wet, but I didn't care. I just wanted to take all of his pain away and stop him from feeling like this.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I asked, pulling back to look at his face, which in response he pushed closer into my shoulder.

"Do you want to just lay here for the rest of the night?" I asked and he nodded. "Okay. It's a good thing we have a big couch," I laughed a bit which I could tell got a small smile out of him.

I pulled back from the embrace for a second to get myself comfortable with a few pillows behind me before laying down most of the way. Andre scooted between my legs and laid against the rest of me, laying his head back on my shoulder, sniffling into the crook of my neck.

"Shhh its okay sweetie," I soothed as I rubbed his back, playing with his curls at the base of his head. He always seemed to calm down the fastest when I did this. He told me it reminded him of when he was back home when he was little and his mom would calm him down after a bad day. After a few moments his breathing had calmed and there was a soft snore in my ear, which meant he finally was getting some rest. I sighed and smiled a bit, pulling back to look down at him and seeing that he was in fact completely knocked out. I continued to gently rub his back and tangle my fingers in his curls.

The last couple days I had noticed how tired he was looking which meant he hadn't been sleeping well. There was clearly something that was bothering him but he wasn't ready to talk yet, which was okay. I was just happy that he was getting some rest finally, even if he was pushing half of his body weight into me.

Not long after Tom came home. He walked into the living room and saw Burkie laying on top of me, the shoulder of my shirt still damp from his tears. Thankfully Tom was very sweet and didn't mind when Andre needed a little extra love. When this first started happening I had worried that Tom was going to think something else was going on, but he reassured me that he knew how much Andre adored me and appreciated that I spent so much time with him making sure he was okay and happy. So on the random nights when Tom would find us cuddling, he had no problem with it, he was just glad that someone was there to comfort Andre and make him feel better.

"What happened?" Tom asked, concerned as he sat down on the other side of the L shaped couch.

I sighed softly and looked down, gently rubbing Andre's back. "He had a bad day I guess," I whispered, looking over to Tom, sadness on my face.

Tom leaned over and pressed a kiss onto my forehead and smiled at me, rubbing my cheek with his thumb. "He loves you you know."

I nodded "I know. I love him too. I just wish I could take away whatever pain he has."

"No Brooke I don't think you get it. He really looks up to you like an older sister. He appreciates you more than you could ever imagine. He's expressed to me how much better hes been getting because of you being around. In moments like this he says he use to never be able to calm himself down, but now he can just go to you and everything is okay again. And I'm glad because I was really started to get worried about him for a while there."

I smiled and looked back down at Andre who was still sound asleep, his mouth half open as his warm breath covered my collarbone. I pushed some stray hairs out of his face. He rustled a bit, turning to his other side and nuzzled his face close to my neck. I rested my chin on the top of his head and Tom smiled at me.

"I love you," Tom said softly.

I smiled brightly, it was the first time that he had ever said it to me. "I love you too," I whispered back.

"Thank you for taking care of him the way that you do. You are an angel," Tom said and leaned forward to give me a kiss before he laid down on that side of the couch.

The three of us slept there for the night, Tom on his side of the couch and me and Burkie cuddled up on ours. Most boyfriends would not be okay with this situation at all but Tom saw it differently. He had taken Andre under his wing and took the time to understand him and what his needs were and if he needed extra love and cuddles, he didn't mind sharing me for that.