#i missed the text from 4 months ago 😂😂😂😂

[bennydunbar]

LMFAO im missing a very important certificate for my registration

[dried-mushroom]

Can you do a younger sister of Neal X Lee Russel. Lee not caring being caught, always flirts with her and hits on her and Neal gets protective not knowing they’re secretly sleeping with each other. It would be funny to see how he would react at the end if he were to walk in on them.😂

Thanks, Pookie for another Lee Russell fic please keep it coming yall :)

Warnings: Neal Gamby & public sex

Goddamn it Gamby!

Lee Russell x female reader

You sometimes hated being the younger sister to one of the vice principals of North Jackson High School, Neal always got on other teacher's nerves, making your ability to befriend other teachers pretty much impossible, not to mention it resulted in attempting to keep your secret relationship with Neal's coworker and nonetheless rival, Lee Russell. Ever since your brother got you a job teaching English at the high school a year ago, you had been enamoured with Lee. He was such a sweetheart with you, not bothering to hide his attraction to you, not that you ever tell Neal that, he would be more likely to kill Lee then you.

It hadn't even been a month before he was whispering sweet nothings in your ear, not a care who was near, one instance it was your free final period on Friday and Lee had accidentally wandered into your classroom, leaning against the doorframe, a smirk pulling on his lips.

"Oh well hello miss l/n, I did not at all expect you to be here. Now why don't you bring your sweet little ass on over to me."

With that southern drawl of his, you couldn't resist and ran your way over to him, calloused hands sharply gripping your waist as you kissed him deeply, whilst he pulled you closer to him, feeling the rather large tent in his borderline ugly khakis. Your naive older brother who was coincidently walking past and caught the act, assumed you had no part in it, so he abruptly pulled Lee off of you.

"What the fuck Russell? Why the fuck are you trying to make out with MY SISTER? She does not want your weird ass."

You rolled your eyes at him, he seriously needed a reality check or a slap in the face, you can sleep with anyone you feel like and it is none of Neal's concern. Especially considering less than 4 hours prior, Lee had taken you from behind against a tree in the forest behind the school, and you loved every second of it. Lee gave him a pissy look and briskly walked out, not wanting to deal with Neal and presumably handle his frustration.

A week after this confrontation, nothing had changed, you and Lee kept the same routine, subtly flirting and groping with one another during school, he couldn't resist a hand on the small of your back or a thigh when in meetings or in the staffrooms. It was another Friday final period, and you had no classes to teach as it was your planning period and you were bored out of your mind. You fidgeted with your hands as you couldn't be bothered to write up lessons at the moment. Suddenly, you read a simple text that dinged from your phone;

"Baby, meet me in the woods in 10 ;)"

You eagerly typed away "Don't be late handsome."

You were so glad you had decided to wear a dress today, the hot summer sun being the excuse of course. You quickly ran off to the staffroom toilet to freshen up, brush your h/c hair and fix your makeup. Making sure you wouldn't get caught, you slipped out of the back of the school and rushed across the school oval, not wanting to miss one second.

You finally reached your meeting place, obscured by trees, with only an unused railroad nearby. You sat patiently on a log, waiting for Lee to show. Once you heard the crunch of dead leaves, you straightened yourself up and there he was, a grin on his face.

"Sorry baby for being a tad late, Smith was holding me up, now c'mere so I can make it to you."

You didn't waste a millisecond getting up and sauntering over to him. He roughly pushed you against the nearest tree, his lips crashed onto yours, whilst his hands were busy groping your chest through your dress. His touch sent shivers down your spine. You wrapped an arm around his neck, trying to taste more of him, whilst another went to the crotch of Lee's pants, rubbing over the painfully apparent erection hidden beneath. He moaned in your mouth but clearly, he had enough of the teasing and broke away, sitting against the log, he tapped his thigh.

"Before you make me cream my pants just by looking' at you. Come on over and ride me, cowgirl."

You could feel yourself getting wetter and your breath hitched as he started unbuckling his belt and pulled out his cock, flushed and precum beading at the tip, making your mouth water at the sight. You pulled your panties to the side and he guided you down onto his cock, his hands gripping your waist hard, you grabbed onto his broad shoulders as leverage to sink lower. Once he was fully inside you, he let out a hiss, relishing in the feeling of your tight pussy squeezing him. He moved one of his hands underneath your pretty dress to rub little circles on your clit as you started to bounce on his cock.

You loved seeing him like this, vulnerable, underneath you, his pleasure at your mercy, you got lost in pleasure as you continued riding Lee.

"Oh my fucking god, your pussy is perfect for me, squeezing me so fuckin' good. Fuck we gotta do this more baby, I ain't gonna las-"

"OH FUCK NO"

You both immediately tensed up as you recognised that voice. Lee mumbled under his breath; 'goddamn it Gamby always ruining my fun.'

"What the fuck Russell? Are you seriously fucking my sister? I saw you going to woods and I thought this was a meeting between you and me about y'know but no apparently."

Since Lee's back was to Neal, he didn't even bother turning around to look at him, annoyed at this easily preventable interruption.

"Well, Gamby what does it look like? and in what world would I just want you to creepily follow me into the woods, Jesus Christ."

You couldn't help but laugh against Lee's shoulder, hiding your embarrassed face in his neck.

"Oh hell no, you're not off the hook either y/n, get off of him and get your ass straight back to planning."

You could not believe the audacity this man has, considering he had Abbott blowing him in a supply closet not too long ago.

"Excuse me? I am a grown-ass adult and can sleep with whomever whenever wherever I want. You don't get to control me because you're my older brother. Now please leave so we can finish, or would you prefer we both come back inside so he can bend me over his desk?"

The stunned look on Neal's face made you feel proud. He just mumbled 'Whatever' and walked himself back to the school. You felt your ass being grabbed harshly and Lee roughly whispered in your ear,

"Now that's my girl, now how about we get back to what we started."

The end

I'm sorry this one is so short!

Thanks for reading, please keep sending in requests as I'm trying to answer 1-2 per day.

[midwestmade29]

Wildcard🃏

Hangman's vignette on Collision was very inspiring 😂 Thus this story was born. I miss him and have my fingers crossed so tightly that he really is the wildcard for Dynamite this Wednesday 🤞🏻

Word count: 2.2k Divider by: @saradika-graphics *GIF is not mine. All credit goes to original creator.

Disclaimers: Cursing, unprotected sex. Read at your own discretion.

Written from Hangman's POV 🙂

Hangman's nerves are getting the best of him so he calls on you to help calm them...

It was the night before I would be making my return to AEW as the wildcard. These last few months have been difficult, mostly because I’ve had to learn to live without her.

I knew she would be in Chicago. I knew that despite all the hell I’ve put her through, she wouldn’t miss this big moment. My mind is racing, my anxiety is through the roof of this hotel. I’m pretty sure if I don’t stop pacing, I’m going to be greeting the guests below me soon after my feet burn a hole in this floor.

The whiskey wasn’t helping. Shit, I’ve used that one too many times as a way to numb anything and everything, I’m practically immune to it now. There was only one thing that would calm me down at this point. Only one person who quiets my thoughts and makes me feel whole. I had to see her.

I pulled out my phone and sent Y/N a text, hoping and praying that my gut was right, and she was in fact in Chicago.

•••

I need to see you. Are you here?

To anyone else, the message might be slightly vague, but I knew that she would understand. I sat the phone on the desk and pulled up the rolling chair, just staring at the screen. For 10 minutes, the damn thing only said “delivered.” She hadn’t read the message yet.

I sighed and walked towards the bathroom when my phone dinged and stopped me in my tracks. I damn near tripped over my boots on my way back to the desk in my hurry. My heart was hammering against my chest when I unlocked the screen and went to my texts.

•••

Yes. Marriott next to the arena. Room 3412.

I let out a shaky breath once I realized she was staying in this very hotel. I was on the 37th floor so we weren’t far apart. With my phone placed back in my pocket and my keycard in hand, I walked out of my room to the bank of elevators.

Some higher power had to be messing with me right now. Y/N is only 3 floors below me, but damn is this thing moving slowly. Not to mention the large group of people that got on and off every floor on the way down.

The doors slid open, and I stepped off, looking left and right trying to see which direction I needed to go. With a right then left turn, I was standing outside Y/N’s door.

When she opened it, I swore I saw an angel. She was just as beautiful as the last time I saw her almost 4 months ago. It hurt like hell and felt so good at the same time being in her presence again. I’m just thankful she even agreed to see me.

I entered her room without a word spoken between either of us. I looked around and only saw 1 bed along with 1 suitcase. She was alone. Thank God.

“I know you’re nervous, but the crowd is going to love you, Adam. They’ll be happy to have their cowboy back,” Y/N said softly.

She was leaning against the wall with her arms wrapped around her body, making me wish they were my arms around her instead. This woman knew me better than anyone, hell she knows me better than I know myself. She understands me. She accepts me. She’s always been my missing piece.

“Is it that obvious?” I asked with a nervous laugh. It was comforting and sometimes maddening that she could read me so well.

“Everything will go smoothly, and you’ll get back in the swing of things. You’re a natural. You just have to believe in yourself the way everyone else does Adam. You’ve got this. I know things aren’t ideal right now behind the scenes, but you’ll figure it out. Pick the path you want to go down and don’t look back,”

It felt like I was 20 pounds lighter hearing her words and knowing she still believes in me. I offered her my best smile while I took a moment to let her encouragement sink in. She shocked me when she walked over to me and placed her hand on my cheek. The familiar scent of her started to dance around my nose as I inhaled, it was intoxicating. It still lingered on her pillow in my bed at home.

Her fingers rubbed my beard, making me melt into her touch. Our eyes were on one another as we drank each other in.

“I’m glad the mustache is back to normal by the way. You look more like my-“ Y/N smiled before she stopped herself from saying whatever else she was going to say.

“I look more like your what, Y/N?”

Sadness flashed across her face, but she recovered quickly. She brushed a stray strand of hair away from my face while she answered me.

“My Adam. You look more like my Adam now,”

Y/N looked up at me, waiting for me to make the next move. I could tell she was afraid she had said too much, but she said everything I wanted, needed to hear. I leaned down and kissed her. I kissed her hard and I kissed her good. She tasted so fucking sweet as I slid my tongue in between her lips, savoring every second of this moment. God, I missed this. I missed her.

When I broke the kiss, her lips were already a little swollen. She tried to catch her breath as I kissed her jawline down to her neck, nipping and sucking until I found that sweet spot that made her come alive for me. My cock twitched in my jeans when she let out a breathy moan, letting me know I found my target.

I stole the moan right out of her mouth when I kissed her lips again, swallowing the sound whole and eating it up. Her fingers worked quickly to undo the buttons on my shirt, and when she slid it down my arms, the fire blazing in her eyes threatened to set the entire room on fire. Her fingertips traced along the lines of my chest, lightly grazing the scars that were scattered on the skin there before kissing them softly.

I tried my best to let her have the lead, at least for now but my resolve was fading the longer she looked at me with those lust blown eyes. Y/N unbuckled my belt, then the button and zipper before helping me shimmy my jeans down my legs and to the floor. She drug her nails gently up my thighs to my hips and up my chest, causing a shiver to run through me. She snaked her arms around my neck and splayed her fingers through the hair at the nape of my neck.

I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her over to the bed. The feeling of her pressing against my hard cock through my underwear was so good and torturous at the same time. I needed her. I needed this. We needed each other.

I laid her down on the bed gently, my lips finding hers once more. She arched her back and lifted herself slightly as I pulled her shirt up to remove it, revealing her bare breast underneath. Y/N is perfect. She’s the epitome of all things good and beautiful.

“You’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen Y/N. Every inch of you is divine. I can never get enough of you,” I whispered as I made my way down her torso.

I made a trail with my lips and tongue until I reached the hem of her pants. I hooked my fingers underneath the band and tugged while she lifted her ass off the bed to let me pull them off. Her underwear was next and ended up in the pile on the floor with our other discarded clothes. Y/N watched me intently as I spread her legs wide and positioned myself in between them.

“I’ve tasted your lips, but now I want to taste the rest of you sweetheart. Let me pleasure you, take what you need from my mouth. I don’t plan on stopping until I hear you cum,”

The gasp she let out the second I dove in made me stiffen even more. My boxers were feeling tighter and tighter with each minute that passed.

Every swipe and flick of my tongue against her clit was bringing her closer and closer to her release. I licked and lapped around her while I pumped my fingers in and out of her. Her moans were sugary sweet and satisfying, I couldn’t help but groan against her sensitive bud. Y/N intertwined her fingers in my hair, lightly pulling and tugging while her hips bucked and pressed herself even more against my tongue.

I wrapped my arms around her thighs when she finally came, holding her in place as I licked and sucked her through her release. She squirmed and moaned as each tremor wracked her body. I placed a kiss on her inner thigh before sitting up and pulling her to me. Our centers collided, making us both blow out a rush of air as my cock slid around her wet folds.

I refrained from pushing myself all the way into her. I wanted to draw things out as long as I could before we couldn’t take it anymore. My mouth took in one of her nipples while my hand played with the other.  My teeth grazed the pink bud, my tongue following afterwards before I sucked it into my mouth and released it. I kissed my way over to her other stiff peak, taking it into my mouth to continue my teasing.

“A-Adam please. I want you; I need to feel all of you. Please,” Y/N’s plea was nothing more than a breathy murmur.

She was ready for me, and I was so ready for her. I reached between our bodies and lined myself up with her entrance, my breath catching in my throat as the head of my cock rested against the soft inner lining of her pussy. If I could bottle this feeling up, I would so I could enjoy it any time I wanted to.

My forearms supported most of my weight as I inched myself inside of her. Y/N felt incredible, so tight and so warm against me.  So wet and so perfect for me. Her walls stretched around me, eventually giving me full access and allowing me to be fully sheathed. I started moving against her slowly at first before increasing my speed.

Our bodies worked together in perfect harmony as we both chased euphoria. Y/N dug her nails into my back whenever I hit her sweet spot, her eyes fluttered closed when I leaned down and kissed her neck. We were both panting and sweaty and so completely lost in each other.

“Darlin, you’ve been so good for me. So, fucking good. I can feel how close you are. Let yourself go sweetheart,” I whispered against the shell of her ear.

Y/N pressed her heels into my ass, bringing us even closer together as I continued thrusting, much deeper now. I felt her flutter around my cock, and I knew she was done for. I watched as the most incredible woman I’ve ever known fell apart beneath me. Her lips parted and her sweet voice cried out my name. Her legs twitched and her cheeks flushed while her body absorbed every ounce of pleasure her orgasm brought.

I’ve never wanted time to stand still as badly as I do right now. Y/N completely blissed out and me seconds behind her. Both of us so fucking high off one another we may never come back down from it. My release detonated, wave after wave of satisfaction crashed against every part of me as I thrusted erratically. I grunted into Y/N’s chest as each rope of my cum filled her until I had nothing left.

It was minutes before I could bring myself to pull out of her. Part of it was because it just felt so damn good being inside of her, but the other part was because I wasn’t sure what would happen between us next. I couldn’t help but feel sentimental during this intimate moment, my thoughts and feelings threatened to drown me when they came flooding back into my mind.

Once I was lying on my back with Y/N resting her head on my chest, she worked her magic again. The warmth of her skin against mine mixed with the feeling of being completely sated, she put an end to my thoughts and worries. The noise in my head was now quiet. She did all this without even trying!

Not long after I pulled the covers over both of us, we fell into a peaceful sleep. I held her through most of the night before we repositioned, and our limbs ended up tangled together. There’s no way for me to ever thank her properly for all that she’s done for me and continues to do. I know I’ll spend the rest of forever trying my best to show her just how grateful I really am. Months ago I made the biggest mistake of my life letting her go. Tonight felt like a second chance, a fresh start. I had to do whatever I could to make her mine again.

[faithhopeloveandtherapy]

There was a big local event on today that foster carers were encouraged to go to with their children. I felt like there was no way I could go with both children, Mr 7 is all high speed and enthusiasm, and Miss 5 is all walk at toddler pace in her own direction. Neither child has any danger awareness or ability to reliably follow directions (stop, wait, let’s go over here etc). In the end Miss 5 is not very well so I left her at home with d3 (who I pay £££ to provide childcare) and just took Mr 7.

I thought, am I being a wimp or just over dramatic , not being up for taking both children?? Then I got to the event and saw other foster carers with multiple children, but the children were walking alongside adults, doing as they were asked, not screaming or head banging…. I had even forgotten that children could do this!! I am so used to hanging onto them at all times it’s become normal to me. I only coped with Mr 7 because a staff member helped me out and let me jump in the queue for food (Mr 7 does not want food and does not like queueing). He didn’t have any meltdowns but did get close at two points - one when he couldn’t find a bow and arrow stall (?!) and once when we couldn’t find anywhere giving out lollipops 🤷‍♀️. The rest of the time, I just followed his lead, so he spent about 40 minutes on the bouncy castle and 30 minutes playing his own made up version of 4 in a row (he won 11 games to 2 but the rules changed every game 😂 I just insisted I had won on two occasions so that he didn’t always get to win).

Later this afternoon, I got a text from the people who were going to do our holiday care for a week in the autumn. They came to meet the children a fortnight ago, and messaged today to say that they think that it will be too much to have the two of them for a week so they are pulling out. Gutted. And not gonna lie, a bit pissed off. Because I will have had them for 5 months by then and they can’t manage 1 week. It also reminds me that these two children do have a lot of needs. It’s just become so normalised to me that I don’t notice it so much anymore. Back to the drawing board for the holiday care hey ho.

Took Mr 7 swimming late afternoon and it was just what we both needed in this heat. He had a great time and we didn’t get home till 7pm, just in time to do Miss 5’s bedtime and then Mr 7 has an hour of quiet play in his room. I hope Miss 5 is on the mend now. She screams the place down and thrashes and spits when I try and get calpol into her (reference earlier posts about giving medication) and I am so over that six hourly battle!

[hoardlikegoldenirises]

lifetimes of scars both visible and not

(au, not canon, this is all related to my unreasonably extensive timeline)

(they're married)

(she/her for flash)

i definitely made some of the text too small 😂 new tablet has given me too much power (pressure sensitivity)

closeups:

crow's feet :3c i wrote "1987 – 2005" but really it's probably more like "1990 – 2005" but birth year was easier than trying to decide exactly what year harrison started to be a piece of shit 🤷and also really his abuse did continue intermittently even after flash moved out in 2005 but not consistently since flash wasn't around him very much after that (but like, there's the incident in 2006... and some later incidents in 2013 ish) — that's what the ptsd is referring to also though by this age i think she's mostly fine... small things can still get to her of course but by 50 she's very well-adjusted and much, much happier than she was 30 years ago.

and of course... recovered/recovering alcoholic... that's kind of a lifelong thing of course

carpal tunnel is just from using a wheelchair for 30+ years

also not a wound or a scar but flash will have been on hrt for like............................ 20 years at age 50??? i think? so... boobies 😂

the three rings on her left ring finger are engagement, wedding band and an anniversary ring peter gets her for their 10th (wedding) anniversary (they'll already have been dating for like 5 years when they get married though) — she's also wearing peter's wedding band on her right ring finger on account of his arthritis causing him problems + often already not wearing it because of spidey, but you can't see her right hand in this pic and i decided not to label it since it's not exactly a scar or lasting injury

peter gets a soul patch in his late 40s because it's a law of the universe that if he's middle aged he needs to have questionable facial hair and i didn't feel like trying to draw the full goatee when i designed their older looks and i still don't (also because he looks too much like dr strange when he has the goatee AND the white streak tbh lmfao)

if peter lived into his 50s you know he'd be going fully silver w/in a couple of years already — the stress 😂 it's making him a silver fox... well. it's given him a skunk stripe at least (cause i always think it's cute when he gets a white streak when middle aged in comics)

he's got that fuzzy neck and fangs too from man-spider (even w/ the missing front teeth XD) (normally he wears partial dentures but i figured he probably doesn't sleep in them) — missing teeth, broken clavicle and one of the times he had his right scapula broken are all from the same incident which happens in 2032 and which i haven't written yet but may or may not involve a Kraven of some kind... (the first time he had the same scapula broken was by the jackal which i ALSO have not written yet... but is 2012)

busted-ass nose from when he fought doc ock around high school graduation and insisted he didn't need it looked at

ptsd is from the jackal as well, as mentioned not written yet.

also peter is 4 months younger than flash, thus 49.9 😂😂😂 it's ALMOST his birthday here okay, he's basically 50,

obviously flash has some of her own scars... maybe not quite as many as peter but losing both your legs probably counts for a few XD

and i decided to draw her a little bit fuzzy cause she's 50 here and she doesn't shave (her body) all the time anymore but... you can barely see it anyway since the hairs are red XD

trying to decide flash's level of muscle as a 50 year old woman is also difficult and i am still not sure how much tummy to give her... i probably could have given her more, though i guess she and peter still have a lot of sex....... either way i know she still has those guns even with carpal tunnel in both wrists lol

similar dilemma with peter but peter has the wrinkle of needing to eat over 5000 calories a day just to not lose weight so i think he's more likely to remain very svelte on top of refusing to like, retire from spider-man... bro take a break you already have arthritis and nerve damage which i forgot to label,

(the nerve damage is from the burn scar though) (it was real bad) (i haven't written that one yet but it's in 2009. nothing complicated, he just runs into a burning building to save people while wearing a polyester costume is all—not Trauma, just Stupidity) (...i mean, medically speaking it's burn trauma, but)

compression glove for aforementioned arthritis. he has arthritis all over, like his shoulders and stuff, but his left wrist is the worst because of when fisk broke it and he set it himself at home so it never totally healed right, but is manageable until he hits his forties and it starts getting arthritic before any of the rest of his joints 🤷 actually iirc it probably starts twinging in his 30s... but by 49 it's his whole arm for sure... plus his right shoulder... probably most of his fingers... left knee not arthritis just the nerve damage... wouldn't be surprised if he gets a sore neck from all that spidey whiplash... probably tennis elbow too lbr... yeah, he really should retire lol

also you can see his weird ribcage divots from when the extra arms in man-spider fell off...

flash and peter both got the knuckle scars—peter normally wouldn't but in 2007 he is currently spending a lot of time busting his knuckles open (peter: um some people mangle their hands punching steel and concrete to cope,) so they don't get a chance to heal fully and he ends up with scars from it.

sexual assault survivor referring to both skip in 2000 (which is finally being mentioned more concretely but i have made allusions to before) as well as the jackal in 2012 (which i have not written yet but have a lot of notes for) (well, i have a lot of notes for all of this, really,) - those are also both the major sources of his PTSD, particularly the jackal, though he's got other traumas too like his abandonment issues (parents' death) and his uncle's death... he's just been through a lot in general. unlike flash he isn't like, mostly fine, either, and therapy didn't really work out for him, so he's on... meds lol though idk maybe by 50 he doesn't need them anymore..... when he was in his 20s and 30s for sure though... he is a man prone to flashbacks and nightmares... hyperfixation... and 2012 will be a very traumatic year for him if/when i write that fic...

anyway it's fine, he's fine,

here's a foot for all the foot fetishists out there

no scars there i just really hate drawing bare feet and think it turned out sort of okay

the red things are how they die btw. peter gets taken out by [insert organization here] (i'm still working out the details, idk if natl guard or shield or what... or WHY tbh lmao i just know it happens)

flash i'm actually still not 100% sure i will do though, she might die of a broken heart/lots of stress from the very public death of her husband of 23 years (partner for almost 30)/heart problems from limited mobility (exacerbated by the carpal tunnel) or...... she might live longer, idk yet... idk if i'll even ever write that part... who knows!!!

me like angst😂 it's happy too though!!! i mean sure tragic ending eventually but also they are together for nearly 30 years despite all odds and that's not tragic at all... they love each other... 🥺🥰

they just don't live very long

though for flash 50 feels like a longer time than she'd ever expected, like, this is a woman who never thought she'd even make it to 20, you know???? so 50 is a pretty big deal. regardless of if i have her live longer than peter or not, though, i don't think she's surprised when he dies... like, upset yes, but... there have been so many times she's worried he'd never come home so it's only a shock in that it's emotionally devastating, not surprising at all. a long time coming... RIP

tfw you're outlived by your clone with a compromised lifespan

anyway i got way more rambly than i meant to on this XD

oh update in july lmao: i realized i had forgotten about a scar peter will probably acquire in 2012 in my notes and only found it skimming thru my timeline recently to edit some stuff so i sketched this real quick:

though in my mind this sketch is of peter when he's still in his mid to late 20s... but the handprint is obviously a mark of kaine print (though I think i may have made it too small XD considering peter already has big ol hands and kaine is 4 inches taller than him) think of it as something like a grab while grappling during a fight, like wrestling or whatever—though i'm ngl i'm still working out some details but i think when peter is first kidnapped by warren, he may attack kaine, for reasons having to do with his aunt, though like i said i'm still working out some stuff so there isss a chance i scrap this scar anyway... we'll see if i ever make it that far (current fic is 2007 and this would be 2012 after all but i may end up time skipping at some point like i did with, for example, curse of the man-spider)

drawing peter on a towel was the only way i could think of to get his back bare at this point too. he really buttons up for a while there.

(has a separate post on my blog: https://hoardlikegoldenirises.tumblr.com/post/722440569862881280/a-scar-i-totally-forgot-about-in-my-notes-and-by)

[bwriter1995]

Chapter 4

Brandi pov

I knocked on Jonas's door and turned around to see China getting out of Sam's car.

Did she get in the fight with her or That bitch Keisha?

The door opened I turned around to see Nick.

"Hey Bro" I said with little smile.

"Hey B" he said with little smile, he opened the door wider so I can walk in.

I walked in and saw his sister in law Danielle walking out of the kitchen . "Hey Dani" I said with smile.

Danielle looked over and saw me. "Hey Brandi how are you?" She said with smile.

"I'm good you?" I said with little smile.

"I'm okay" she said with little smile.

"That's good" I said as I walked to the couch.

I sat down and moved my walker out of the way.

"You seem happy" Nick said as he sat down on the chair.

I feel happier since China and I finally made up.

"Because I am. China and I finally made up" I said with little smile.

"I know. I saw y'all sitting together in the lunch today. About time because y'all were miserable without each other" he said with smile.

My phone pinged so I pulled it out and looked at it to see China's text.

My Chi😍❤️🤦🏽‍♀️😂😁😘: Hey I didn't go to the party because Keisha pissed me off🙄

What did she say now?

Me: What did that bitch say now?

I can't stand Keisha because she is mean to me ever since we met her but I still be nice to her because she is China and Sam's friend.

My Chi😍❤️🤦🏽‍♀️😂😁😘: I'll tell you when you get home, tell Nick that I say hi. I love and miss you baby😘❤️

I smiled at her text.

Me: Ok. I love and miss you too beautiful😘❤️

My Chi😍❤️🤦🏽‍♀️😂😁😘: Stop making me blush!🤦🏽‍♀️

I chuckled.

Me: 😏😂

I put my phone back in China's hoodie pocket.

"I guess that China texted you?" He said.

I blushed. "Yeah she said that she didn't go to that party because that bitch Keisha pissed her off. By the way she said hi" I said.

"Oh God what did she say now?" He asked.

I shrugged "I don't know, China will tell me when I get home" I said.

"She might said something about you" Nick said.

"Yeah so I need to tell you, Kevin and Joe something" I said nervously.

He nodded and got up. "I'll get them" Nick said, he ran upstairs

Oh lord they will kill Thomas especially Nick and Joe because they are really overprotective of me and China.

(Nick pov)

I was pissed after Brandi told me and my brothers Kevin and Joe what happened at China's party. I'm going to kick Thomas's ass.

Joe got up. "I am going to kick that son of bitch's ass" He said in the mad tone.

I got up. "Let's go" I said, we walked to the door as Kevin got up.

"Stop! Everyone calm down" Kevin said calmly.

Joe and I turned around to look at him."We can't calm down because he got that bitch Dove to rape my little sister" Joe said angrily.

"China wanted to kick their asses too when I told her what happened and trust me she still want to kick their asses but she just is waiting for the right time" Brandi said.

"I want to kick his ass now" I said whining.

Brandi chuckled. "I know Nicky, do you want to go to jail?" She asked me with little smirk.

She got the point because if I go to that party to kick Thomas's ass. I'll get arrested.

"I don't care if I go to jail" Joe said.

Brandi looked at him. "Well Joe I don't want you to go to jail" she said.

Joe sighed. "Fine, I will kick his ass soon" he said while walking to the small couch, he sat down next to Brandi as Kevin sat back down on the arm of it.

I walked over and sat down on the floor. "So that's why you and China broke up?" I said looking at Brandi.

She nodded. "She saw me in the bed with that bitch and I tried to explain to her but she didn't try to hear it" she said.

"That bitch and Thomas need to be in the jail" Danielle said

Brandi got confused. "He raped Miley two months ago" I said.

"What?!" She said in shocked and mad tone.

Miley is my girlfriend

"Why didn't she press the charges on him?" Brandi asked.

"I don't know. You need to press the charges on Dove" I said.

"I will when my mom gets home from her business trip" Brandi said.

"Good" I said.

"Tell Miles that she needs to press the charges on Thomas because he will probably rape me or China or someone else" she said.

"I will" I said looking at her.

"Nick did you look at the lyrics that I sent you yet?” Brandi asked

“Yep they are really amazing, did you finish writing this song yet?” I asked.

She shook her head. “thank you and Not yet”

I nodded.

(China pov)

I walked out of my room when the elevator door opened, I looked over and saw Brandi, a smile appeared on my face.

"Baby!" I said happily. Brandi chuckled and walked to me.

"Hey Chi" Brandi said with little smile. I was about to kiss her

Her brother Jordan walked out of his room and saw us. I quickly pulled away from her

"Hey Y'all" Jordan said with little smile.

"Hey bro" we said nervously.

He walked downstairs. We sighed in relief. "That was close" I said.

Brandi nodded. "Yeah When will we tell them that we are best friends with benefits?" she asked as we walked into her room.

I closed the door and locked the door in case someone barge in when we were kissing.

"Soon. It's kinda fun to sneak around without people knowing"

"Right, we'll tell our parents that we got back together because I don't want them to know. After all we are technically got back together" she said while plopping down on her bed

"Yeah I don't want them to know either because it's not their business" I said while walking over, I sat down next to her.

Brandi looked at me. "You don't have to wait for me, I don't know when I'll be ready to officially get back together" she said.

"Baby I will wait for you forever if I have to because I love you and I don't want anyone else but you" I said looking at her in the eyes.

She leaned in and kissed me passionately as I kissed back the same way. She pulled away.

"I love you too babe. Thank you for waiting for me" she said with little smile.

"Your welcome" I said with little smile.

I will wait for her forever if I have to.

[storiesofsvu]

"Pick some number asks" 4, 7, 10, 18, 36

4. What are you looking forward to?

WORKING AGAIN. Cause work = money and money. = travel and travel= happiness

7. What was your life like last year?

Are you trying to kill me? LOL. Hmm…roughly a year ago my boyfriend texted me after completely ghosting me for a MONTH after he sad-drunkenly punched a mutual friend for literally reason and then stormed off into the night. When i didn’t reply within an hour (keep in mind it was later than 11pm as well) he sent another one all “i know i’m being needy but I’d appreciate a response.”

Wrong move dude.

Obviously he’s an ex boyfriend (don’t date young boys friends…they’re morons…)

10. Are you good at hiding your feelings?

Sometimes. It is easy for me to keep certain things under wraps, but if i’m fighting an anxiety attack/trying not to cry/angry cry, it’s not easy, and then someone’s always all “are you okay? Do you need a hug?” And like..unless you are piano Katie..do not fucking touch me 😂

18. Do you miss how things were a year ago?

The only thing i miss from this time last year was that I was on CERB, and that $2000 a month from the gov was a fucking blessing and i should’ve realized how lucky i was to have it over the shitty, shitty EI payments i got afterwards….

36. 3 dreams you want to fulfill?

-finish off my travel bucket list

-be in my prime health shape

-use the acting/dancing training for something worthwhile lololol

[whipped4wheeler]

100 Questions tagged by @puzzlingsnark one of my fave mutuals!!

1. What is your nickname? Tashi, Tash, Tash Bosh 2. How old are you? 14 3. What is your birth month? May

4. What is your zodiac sign? Taurus 5. What is your favorite color? Ballet Pink/Millennial Pink 6. What’s your lucky number? 7 or 3

7. Do you have any pets? nope

8. Where are you from? MA, US

9. How tall are you? 5′4 1/2

10. What shoe size are you? 8 or 8 1/2

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?A few, but I mainly wear sneakers.

12. Are you random? Yes, very.

13. Last person you texted? My dad

14. Are you psychic in any way? Legit sometimes I think I am

15. Last TV show watched? Stranger Things :))

6. Favorite movie? Clueless, Zootopia, Mean Girls

18. Do you want children? Maybe

19. Do you want a church wedding? Haha no, I want a beach wedding!

20. What is your religion? None religious

21. Have you ever been to the hospital? Ya a ton of times, the last time was to go to the Dermatologist.

22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law? No

23. How is life? It’s good, so far

24. Baths or showers? Showers, AND baths!

25. What color socks are you wearing? None at the moment

26. Have you ever been famous?Nah I wish though

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?Yes! But I know it’s not as glamorous as it seems.

28. What type of music do you like? Ughh, pop, indie, alternative.

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping? Nope!!

30. How many pillows do you sleep with? 4 but I only use one.

31. What position do you usually sleep in? Side, tummy, back, upside down you name it!

32. How big is your house? 3 floors, and an attic.

33. What do you typically have for breakfast? Waffles, or bread.

34. Have you ever left the country?Yes!

35. Have you ever tried archery? Ugh once like two years ago.

36. Do you like anyone? Tbh I can’t remember:))

37. Favorite swear word? I don’t swear, maybe flipping fajitas?

38. When do you fall asleep? At 9:30 ish

39. Do you have any scars?I think, not cool ones though.

40. Sexual orientation? Hetero

41. Are you a good liar? Sort of. I just always laugh even when I’m telling the truth so no one ever knows.

42. What languages would you like to learn? Any that’d be really cool!!

43. Top 10 songs?

Stolen Dance - Milky Chance

Blue Jeans - Lana Del Rey

Bellyache- Billie Eilish

Ummm and any other Billie or Lana songs.

44. Do you like your country? It’s really problematic right now

45. Do you have friends from the web?You know, I used to be really close with some people but now I’m not anymore. Sadness.

46. What is your personality type? Umm, I’m crazy! No I’m a little shy but then once you get to know me I’m wild hehe

47. Hogwarts House? I always used to say Gryffindor, now idk

48. Can you curl your tongue? Yes I think so

49. Pick one fictional character you can relate to? Ughh, Mike Wheeler cause we both are grumpy children who love their friends!

50. Left or right handed? Right

51. Are you scared of spiders? Not really, unless they’re huge!

52. Favorite food? Dessert, chicken teriyaki, pea soup. Mac and cheese!

53. Favorite foreign food? Ugh, Chinese?

54. Are you a clean or messy person? Sometimes I’m messy, sometimes I’m really neat.

55. If you could switch your gender for a day, what would you do ? Idk, see what it’s like being “one of the boys” 😂

56. What color underwear? Peach

57. How long does it take for you to get ready? An hour

58. Do you have much of an ego? Ughh, sort of. I love myself a lot ;))

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops? Both

60. Do you talk to yourself? Literally all the time

61. Do you sing to yourself? Sometimes

62. Are you a good singer?No, I suck.

63. Biggest Fears? Umm, being murdered, kidnapped, being alone, being abandoned, having something happen to a family member, missing the bus.

64. Are you a gossip? Spill the tea hehe

65. Are you a grammar nazi? Nah, I can’t spell for my life either.

66. Do you have long or short hair? It’s a lob

67. Can you name all 50 states of America? I think I can...

68. Favorite school subject? English, Math, Art.

69. Extrovert or Introvert? Both!

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?Nope

71. What makes you nervous? School, grades, people.

72. Are you scared of the dark? A bit

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes? Sometimes

74. Are you ticklish? Ya

75. Have you ever started a rumor? Maybe. I can’t remember

76. Have you ever been out of your home country?Yes!

77. Have you ever drank underage?No

78. Have you ever done drugs?No way!!

79. What do you fantasize about? Meeting Noah Schnapo (guilty af), having more friends, being smart.

80. How many piercings do you have? 4, two in each ear.

81. Can you roll your R’s? A little

82. How fast can you type? Fast with a ton of typos

83. How fast can you run? People have told me I’m fast, but I have no stamina.

84. What color is your hair? Dark brown

85. What color are your eyes? Light brown

86. What are you allergic to? Sunscreen, laundry detergent, other stuff.

87. Do you keep a journal? Nope, I’ve tried though.

88. Are you depressed about anything? I’m just sad a lot you know

89. Do you like your age? Ya it’s pretty cool

90. What makes you angry? Literally everything, I get heated when people are rude.

91. Do you like your own name? Ya

92. Did you ever get a foreign object up your nose?No 93. Do you want a boy or a girl for a child?Any!

94. What talents do you have? I’m a dancer! 95. Sun or moon? Hmmm, both? 96. How did you get your name? Uh, my mom thought it was pretty so ya. 97. Are you religious? Nope 98. Have you ever been to a therapist? Nope, unless physical counts. 99. Color of your bedspread? Multiple colors 100. Color of your room? Teal

Tagging @mileven-and-contemplation @out-of-context-finn-wolfhard if you’ve already done it just ignore!