#i think this old s/i is here to stay FOREVER now because ummm

[cherrylight]

hey question: if i go back to an old self insert, like one that was sort of the key reason i started this blog in the first place, would that be okay...

i ask because i cannot for the life of me use any self insert excitedly or anything, but with this old s/i i can! because she's so fun and she makes me so happy and i get excited, and then i think of selfship stuff with her and i get even MORE HAPPY wahhh i miss her >_<

[triplexdoublex]

Scotty Doesn’t Know

Pairings: Colson x Reader

Warnings/tags: smut, cheating

A/N: based off this old song Scotty Doesn’t know from the movie Euro Trip. Colson has a small lesser known band in this fic. https://youtu.be/7_AKr1BEajA

“Does Scotty know you're here?” Colson asks as you unbuckle his pants

“No! What do you think I am? Stupid?” You question dropping to your knees.

“So, what’s your plan y/n, you just gonna string him along forever. C’mom already I want you to myself.”

You pull him free from the confines of his jeans “Can we talk about this later?”

“Y/N!” Colson scolds at your attempt to avoid the conversation for the umpteenth time.

“Sorry it’s not polite to talk with your mouth full,” you respond coyly before stuffing your mouth with him.

“God, you’re gonna be the death of me!” He groans, pushing your hair out of your face and wrapping it around his fist. “You’re lucky you’re so fucking good at this!” He grits between his teeth slowly rocking his pelvis as he holds you in place, your cheeks hollowing around him as you suck.

Your phone buzzes in your pocket and you quickly try to silence it with your free hand before Colson hears but it’s too late; he lets out an annoyed groan and you know he heard it— Knows who it is . You distract him, sucking him harder, faster and cupping his balls — you know he loves it when you play with them. He’s told you on occasion that your head game is so good it could make him forget his own name; you’re just hoping now that it’s good enough to forget your boyfriend just texted in the middle of it, because the last thing you wanna do is talk about it … again.

************

Long after you’ve swallowed him down, you’re content with yourself thinking just maybe you really did make him forget about the mid-head text from your boyfriend when all of a sudden he springs it on you. “Did you text him back?”

“Who?” You feign innocence.

“Y/N don’t play stupid, you know who!”

“Oh, Scotty?”

“Yes, fuckin-Scotty. Who else?”

“Yeah, I just said ‘sorry I missed your text I was at church.”

“CHURCH!” Colson chokes out a laugh. “Just because you were on your knees on a Sunday morning , doesn’t count as church. Why can’t you just tell him the truth and break up with him already?”

“He’s my best friend's brother. It’s complicated. She made me promise I wouldn’t break his heart.”

“Sooo fuckin’ me behind his back is your solution to that?”

“Until I can figure out a way to let him down easy and not destroy my relationship with my best friend, yeah.”

“Solid plan,” he says sarcastically, rolling his eyes. “Be a shame if he found out about us before then.”

“You wouldn’t!” You can’t tell if you're scolding or pleading .

“I might,” he smirks.

“Colson, please!” —Pleading, you’re definitely pleading.

“Oh, relax Y/N, I’m not gonna tell him— maybe just help the poor fuck figure it out on his own.

*********

By noon he’s got you on your knees again— hands and knees to be exact, pushing into you from behind.

“Oh fuck Colson, just like that!”

“Yeah, you like this dick, huh? Better than Scotty’s I bet!” He grips your hips roughly and snaps his hips forward. “Who fucks you better, him or me?” He taunts.

“You!” You answer without hesitation. He knows it’s the truth you’ve often complained about having to fake it with Scotty.

Just then your phone goes off blaring Scotty's ringtone

“Speak of the devil… Answer it!” He demands.

“Colson are you —?”

“I’m not playing — answer it or I’m not gonna let you finish!”

“Fuck— fine.” You reach down off the bed to the floor to retrieve your phone, while Colson keeps a firm grip on your waist, making sure he stays buried in your warm cunt. “Hel-lo” you answer, failing miserably to disguise how out of breath you are.

“Y/N? You alright?” Scotty questions.

“Sorry… umm yeah. I just—” you pause to suppress a moan “— I just ran to grab the phone.”

“Oh ok, I was just calling cuz the guys wanna take me out next weekend for my birthday but I didn’t know if you had anything planned for us already?”

Oh fuck, his birthday— you completely forgot. “Well… yeah, I did” you lie. “But it’s okay, go with your friends we can do something the weekend after.” You already have plans to attend one of Colson’s bands gigs this weekend anyways.

“Thanks, babe. You’re the best!”

Colson’s blood boils at the pet name. “Fuck” he drives his hips into you as hard as he can. Your teeth pierce into your lip as you bite back a moan.

“What was that!?” Scotty asks.

“The TV,” you answer quickly.

“Mmmm, you are so bad, baby,” Colson whispers into your flesh as he kisses between your shoulder blades. “I can tell you’re close, don’t hang up til you cum.”

“Oh whatcha watching?” Scotty inquires.

“Ummm… Horror movie— shit!” You choke out.

Colson brushes your hair of the nape of your neck and nuzzles into the crook.“C’mon baby, cum for me,”

“Must be really scary— you seem on edge.”

If he only knew how close to the edge you actually are right now .

“Yeah it’s really s— oh FUCK holy shit!” You scramble to hang up the phone as your orgasm hits; Colson’s following moments later.

“Uhh, Y/N! Fuck!” His moans are loud and exaggerated.

“I already hung up, dipshit!” You playfully punch him

In the arm after he pulls out.

You pick your phone back up and shoot Scotty a text ‘sorry, jump scare. I accidentally hung up.’

********************

“Five minutes til stage.” A voice announces from behind the backstage curtain. Today’s the day of Colson’s band's big gig, and coincidentally Scotty’s birthday.

“Perfect timing.” Colson smirks as he pulls his pants back up over his ass and you button your top. “Nothing like a little backstage quickie, before a show.” He kisses you then heads to the stage; you take side stage, hanging out near the crew and equipment.

“How we all doing tonight?!” Colson shouts into the mic. The crowd cheers lively in response. “Aight, that’s what I like to hear! I’m gonna start out with a new song about someone special; the sexiest little sex kitten I know!” He looks to you. “Y/N get your sexy little ass up here!”

You blush as you climb the few stairs that lead to the stage taking Colson’s outreached hand and he pulls you up. Your stomach sloshes with nerves and excitement, simultaneously eager to hear Colson’s song about you and concerned about this getting back to Scotty somehow. You try to push Scotty to the back of your mind and just enjoy Colson song about you … until it starts —

“Scotty doesn't know that Y/N and me

Do it in my van every Sunday

She tells him she's in church but she doesn't go

Still she's on her knees and Scotty doesn't know ”

Oh, Scotty doesn't know

So don't tell Scotty

Scotty doesn't know

Scotty doesn't know

So don't tell Scotty”

Your hand flies up to cover your gaping mouth as he continues to sing— each line more divulging than the last. You can’t help but laugh and decide to throw caution to the wind at this point and begin to jump and dance along. Colson sneaks up behind you as he reveals more and more of your secrets into the mic, wrapping a hand around your neck as he snaps his hips forward against your ass.

“I can't believe he's so trusting

While I'm right behind you thrusting

Y/N’s got him on the phone

And she's trying not to moan

It's a three-way call and he knows nothing, nothing”

It’s as Colson sings one of the songs most incriminating lines—“I did her on his birthday” — that you notice a familiar face in the crowd making their way to the front. “Which is today by the way” he ad libs.

“SCOTTY!!” You gasp.

“Oh shit it’s Scotty!” Colson announces and then opts for a lyric change — “Scotty does know , Scotty does know!”

[athenagrantnash]

Your favorite character ever (not in 911, just ever) and your least favorite character ever for the character thing

Ummm... Imma ignore the second one (sorry Anon) because 1) I'm not even sure who my least favorite character in anything ever is and 2) if I was I sure as hell don't wanna spend time thinking about them😅

Also this might come as a surprise, but my absolute favorite character in the History of Ever is Faramir from LOTR. But BOOK Faramir, not that weak awful version that is in the movies AND THAT STANDS BY WHILE HIS MEN BEAT UP DEFENSELESS CREATURES!!😡😡😡 #NotMyFaramir (also movie!Faramir might actually be my least favorite character ever because he's so far removed from what he should be, but I digress)

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my life 

Listen, I fell in love with Faramir when I read the books for the first time at eight years old and have never fallen out of love with him. He always and forever will be the guide to what I look for in a partner.

Like just READ this description of him (as told by one Peregrin Took) and CRY WITH ME over how beautiful his soul is. "Here was one with an air of high nobility such as Aragorn at times revealed, less high perhaps, yet also less incalculable and remote: one of the Kings of Men born into a later time, but touched with the wisdom and sadness of the Elder Race. He knew now why Beregond spoke his name with love. He was a captain that men would follow, that he would follow, even under the shadow of the black wings"

hotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would bang

Okay so... he's a book character, but I always imagined him as being very pretty. I do know he has raven hair and gray eyes, and is very tall. Which all sounds quite lovely to me.

hogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff

Oh gosh... okay so like? Isn't gryffindor the house that's super loyal? Because Faramir literally inspires so much loyalty and love from his men that they don't think twice about going against a Nazgul for him. But his whole thing is that he is incredibly wise, intelligent, and insightful, so like... wouldn't that be ravenclaw? Imma say ravenclaw

best quality: I refer you to the lines I quoted above from one Peregrin Took.

worst quality: I legitimately do not think he has one. Oh he has flaws, but like... he recognizes his flaws and turns them into strengths.

ship them with: Eowyn. Screw the movie version, they are literally so perfect in the books and (on top of being bitter that they ruined Faramir himself) I will always be bitter that the movies ruined their relationship

brotp them with: Beregond. But also Boromir for obvious they-are-actual-brothers-with-a-beautiful-bond reasons Also Pippin because Pippin named his son after him and if that doesn't say everything I don't know what will.

needs to stay away from: Death. He came too close to it once before and I would like it to not happen again. (Screw you appenixes... he lives forever and never ever dies)

misc. thoughts: Faramir represented the best of what Man could be in LOTR. Aragorn was the high ideal that few could reach, whereas Faramir was the high ideal that is attainable to any. He literally lived in the shadow of darkness, and yet had eyes for only what is light and beautiful. He had the wisdom of one that is untouched by time and yet walks through the centuries, a kindness that was untouched by the darkness around him, and the strength to understand his own weaknesses. And he would be ASHAMED that people try to pass off movie!Faramir as being representative of who he is.

[goeymoey]

What if you tricked me?

A BBS short! (Part 1/??)

Hope you enjoy :) !

——-

Nogla’s mic popped as he sat down in his chair. The signature black headphones already perched on his head.

“ Okaay, what we doin’ today boys?”

Miles away, in a different country, Tyler sighed. “ You really gotta get that mic fixed, man.” He turned on his web cam for emphasis and gave Nogla’s profile picture a frown. “ It sounds like shit.”

“ What do ya mean?” Nogla faked a whine. “ It sounds great! everybody loves the sound of my voice through this here mic! Am I rights boys?”. While turning on his web cam as he talked, Nogla leans back in his chair with both arms spread wide open.

“ I sound like a god!”

A neon green light highlights around Brian’s box as he snickers. “ Yeah...the god of shit!” Brian flicks his web cam on but, instead of being greeted with a smiling Irishman, he shows his middle finger.

Nogla sticks out his tongue. “ Shut yer fuckin mouth, traitor.” He crossed his arms with a pout. “ You’re the one who gave me the mic in the first place!”

Tyler and Brian lock eyes on the screen as the later smirks widely.

“ Why do you think that was?”

Nogla shrugs. “ I don’t know! I thought it was because you were being a good friend but-“ He gives Brian a hard stare through his screen “-OBVIOUSLY I was incorrect in my assumption! Hmpf!”

Another mic pop echos through the others headphones after Nogla’s shout, and it makes the two begin to snicker.

“ Sorry for trying to be a GREAT FRIEND and give you something of mine!” Brian says through a laugh. “ I guess I’ll go fuck myself next time!”

“ Shut yer cunt mouth you dirty-“

Nogla’s mic pops as it cuts off the final word to his sentence.

“- Next time I see ya, I’ll make sure to stick my foot up your dirty arse!”

Tyler bangs on his desk with a closed fist before taking off his head seat and walking away from the screen.

His faint laughter can be heard even as he walks out of his office and down the hall.

Brian smiles wide at the echoing laughter of his friend. He hunches over his keyboard, to be closer to the screen, as if he was about to follow Tyler himself.

“ You made the man leave the room, Nogla! how do you feel?”

Nogla scowls. “ I feel nothing towards any of ye cunts now...fuckin hate y’all...”. He mumbles. “ Especially-...Hey! Brock!”. Nogla cuts himself off as the discord ping of someone joining the voice call rings in his headset.

“ Just the man I wanted to see!”

Brock sighs and turns his web cam on. He stares at Nogla with a slack face of indifference.

“ Hey Nogla.”

The tall Irishman smiles wide. “ Did ya miss me?”

Brock scratches at his chin. “ No.”

“ What? Come on, Brock! I’m giving you all my love right here and you just-“ Nogla exaggerates his movements while shaking his hand in front of his face. “-give me this!” He slouches back in his chair. “ You give me nothing.”

Brock smiles. “ Okay...Hey Brian.”

The other Irishman smiles at the acknowledgment and tips his head. “ Hey Brock. How’ve ya been?”

“ Oh, y’know...” Brock holds in his laughter at the sight of Nogla giving him a deadly stare through the screen. “...same old things everyday, every night...the use’.”

Brian stretches his arms behind his back causing the bottom of his shirt to ride up a bit. “ Oh the woes of a single man in he early twenties. Never having any fun.” He rests back into his chair with both arms laying in his lap. “ Bet you wish you would have taken me up on that trip to Ireland, huh?”

Brock rubs at the back of his neck. “ Kinda...but not really.”

Nogla has given up trying to get Brock’s attention back and is now glued to his phone.

He mumbles something under his breath, but the other two males don’t catch it.

The door to Tyler’s office shutting muffles in the back ground of everyone’s head phones as the tall man comes stalking back to his chair. His attention is also focused on his phone, but his face is a mix of confusion and frustration.

He doesn’t reciprocate the others greetings and instead hastily shows the screen of his phone to the web camera.

“ Did any of you guys get this message from Evan?” Tyler’s grip on the blue cases phone tightens as he asks the question.

“ It says he sent it to me a while ago, but I left it down stairs.”

While listening to Tyler speak, both Brian and Brock brought out their phones.

“ Ummm...Yeah...” Brian starts awkwardly. “ I got a message from him too but...but it’s just a link with no url...” He mimics Tyler by holding up his phone to the web cam. “ It’s just a grey box...is that what you got?”

Tyler nods and sets his phone out of view from his camera. The screen facing up at him...just in case.

“ Yeah...it’s weird...How about you, Brock? Nogla?”

“ I got the box.” Brock shows the two his phone.

From his slouched position, Nogla mumbles. “ Same here.” His eyes stay glued to the screen. “ I already clicked on it, and it doesn’t seem...weird.”

The three watch as Nogla sits up and exposes his screen. “ I think it’s just a new game, or something like that.” He faces his phone towards him and then scrolls up on the screen. “ It’s like asking for my email and stuff like that so, I’m just guessing that’s what it is.”

Brock puffs out his cheeks. “ But what if it’s a virus?”

Brian shakes his head while tapping on the link. “ Evan wouldn’t send us a virus. He’s too smart for that.” His eyes shine against the brightness of the phone.

He flips up and down on the screen and then nods with a hum. “ Yeah, I think this might just be a new game for us to play. It all looks that way.....you wanna check it out togther?” Brian looks up from his phone. “ It says it’s multiplayer.”

Tyler purses his lips in an unsavory frown. “ I don’t know...it still seems a little sketchy.”

“ Aww, please, Tyler?! Please!” Nogla clamps his hands together in a plea while bowing his head. “ I’ve already set up my account and made my avatar! It’s too late to back out now!”

Brock huffs. “ Maybe for you.”

Nogla points at the screen with a strict finger. “ You shut yer fuckin mouth you god damn short prick!”

“ Hey! Don’t call me short!”

“ But you are!”

“ No I’m not! I’m 5’9!” Brock glares with his arms crossed. “ It’s like the average height.”

Nogla makes a ‘pft’ noise. “ That’s just what short people say! Now-“ bouncing up from his seat, Nogla waves his phone around dramatically “- hurry up and make y’all’s profiles before I start without ya! I’m getting bored!”

The others sigh at Nogla’s childish behavior, but fill out the link anyway.

It takes a few more minutes then Nogla would have liked- since Brian couldn’t decide whether he wanted his character to have blue or brown hair- but he refrained himself from succumbing to his impatience.

Brock was the last to finish his avatar with a worrying smirk as he tapped the ‘save’ button.

“ Okay, I’m ready. Who’s making the game?”

Nogla pipped up with shimmering eyes. “ I will you slow cunts! I’ve been waiting forever, let’s do this!”

Tyler rolled his eyes. “ It’s been like five minutes.”

“ Well, it felt like a long time!”

Brian scoffed at his friends whining. “ And yer just making it longer by complaining about it.” His arms sit across a wide chest as he laid back with the black cased phone sitting on his desk.

“ Just make the game already, jeez.”

Nogla huffed. “ I’m going I’m going....Okay, what are your guys usernames? The same as always?”

All three nod in agreement.

“ Yeah.”

“ Mhm.”

“ Weirdly, yes. I didn’t even have to change the ‘s’ in ‘Terroriser’ to a ‘z’ or add a 0.”

Brock hummed. “ Same here, and usually my names the first to go.”

Nogla rolls his eyes. “ Whatever, boring. It should be sending you an invite riiight....now.” He points to the screen just as three simultaneous dings pop in the others headphones.

“ The game won’t be able to start unless we all accept so, hurry up!”

Tyler looks down at the acceptance button suspiciously. “ I still don’t feel good about this...but fuck it! Let’s do this!” He taps the button and waits for the others to join.

Brock nods. “ Yeah, it might actually be fun!” He accepts the request.

Brian hesitates as he reads the short paragraph of rules before accepting.

“...this may be too much for some audiences...viewer discretion is-...I think this might be a horror game!” Brian exclaims with glee.

Brock’s face turns pale. “ A horror game? Does it say what it’s about? I didn’t read the warnings!” Brock looks down at his phone with worry as his free hand fiddles with his hair.

“ I wouldn’t of accepted if I had read that...”

Tyler snorts. “ Quit being such a pussy, Brock. It’s a mobile game. No mobile games are scary.”

“ Except for Five Nights at Freddie’s.” Nogla interjects.

“ That’s different.” Tyler responds.

“ How is that different? It’s a mobile horror game?”

“ It’s different because FNAF is based off of real life human things...like the fear that toys are alive or...yeah.” Tyler bites his lips in thought. “ Stuff like that.”

“ That sounds dumb.”

“ You’re dumb!”

“ Shut the fuck up, Nogla.”

“ No. You shut up.”

Brock sighs in irritation. “ Brian, hurry up and accept the invite before I blow my brains out from listening to these two.”

Brian absently nods as he reaches the end of the paragraph. “ Yeah yeah...im almost done.”

He taps the accept button.

“ I was just-“

“ Ooh Shit-“

The world turns black for all four men as their bodies slump down into their chairs. Phones slip carelessly from hands as headphones ride up on their heads and chairs creak beneath pounds of dead weight.

Tyler’s web came shakes as his head slams down on the desk in a dead black out. The door to his office jiggles behind him, but stays shut.

Brock’s head rolls back over his chair as his jaw unhinges to let his mouth hang open freely. The top of his headphones slide forward onto his forehead while his shoulders rise up on the chair.

Nogla’s arms simply drop dead and hang off the armrests of his chair while his head props up, unmoving, on his shoulder.

Brian’s body fully slips out of his chair as all dead weight transfers to the front of his seat and sends the furniture flying backwards. His camera also shakes as his body slams against the ground without trying to catch himself.

Then everything is still.

A green highlight appears around Tyler’s web cam as a bird chirps outside, but nobody moves and nobody talks.

...

Soon, their chests stop rising.

[spidernerdsblog]

I forgot that you existed : Chapter one

A/N: okay chapter one is here going a little slow with the storyline wanted to add a little bit of details to the lives of the characters. I can guarantee in next chapter our hero will be in full form and not just in flashbacks. Hope you like it. Feedbacks and suggestions are always welcome.

Pairing : Tom Holland × Singer reader

 Summary: It's been more than five years since you and Tom have gone their own ways after a heartbreaking breakup which had left both of you shattered. Both of you thought that you were finally over with each other and were happy in your respective lives until you meet again at a reunion trip planned by your best friend and you realise you are still not done with each other.

 Warnings: none, flashbacks.

 Mini playlist: love story, ME! By Taylor Swift

We were both young when I first saw you

I close my eyes, and the flashback starts

I'm standing there

On a balcony in summer air

 Sounds of giggles and laughter " No! she is my best friend" Harrison exclaimed pulling you by grabbing your left hand towards him "No she is my best friend!" Tom said, pulling your right hand. You couldn't stop giggling as you were stuck between a tug of war between your two best friends who stated that you can only be best friend to any one of them not both. You were only 5 years old then Tom & Harrison both 3 years older than you but you loved hanging out with them.

Your parents shifted from LA to London for their work and coincidentally your house was in the same neighborhood as were of the boys. You all became friends through your mothers when they used to take you to the park when you were toddlers. You were the only girl of the whole boys gang consisting of Tom, Harrison, Harry and Sam and they were very protective about you. You used to boss them around.

 As Haz and Tom were quarrelling over whose best friend you were in the backyard of the Holland's house. Tom out of nowhere declared "if it's that so Y/N is my girlfriend" and gave a gentle peck on your lips, you stood there in shock and soon you started blushing as you covered your face with your hands and ran inside to your mother who was chatting with Nikki.

 You went up to your mom and asked innocently "Mom, Tom said that I'm his girlfriend and gave me a kissy like you give me every night before bed. Is he no more my best friend ?" Both the mothers started laughing as Nikki spoke  “no peanut he will always be your best friend and if you love bugs stay like this forever maybe he can be your husband too."

 You scrunched your face and said "eww!! I will not marry him"

 “why is that so? " your mother asked laughing

 "he always steals my chocolates" you said innocently “no I don't!! Tom said from behind as he entered the house with Haz, “yes you did yesterday only you took it from my bag at school” both of you now started arguing. Nikki and your mom burst into laughter after hearing it. That was the beginning of your love story.

 Romeo, take me somewhere we can be alone

I'll be waiting, all there's left to do is run

You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess

It's a love story baby just say "Yes"

 .........................................................

You loved to listen to songs as it helps to release your stress and this song of yours was very dear to you as it reminded you of some sweet memories. You were scrolling through the photographs that you had taken back when you were living in London together with the boys as you thought about that whole incident, your actual first kiss, you smiled and shook your head at the realization that you both had disappointed your mothers.

 You finally dialled Harrison's number he picked up instantly

 "Hey Y/N!"

 "Hello.. this is 911 what is your emergency?" You chuckled

 "You will never change will ya?"

 "That was the plan actually to never change"

 "Talking to you after a long time man missed your voice so much"

 "Me too Haz.. So how's everything going there?"

 "Yeah everything is fine here just wrapped up my new film."

 "Great!! How are the boys, Nikki and Dom?"

 "They are all fine. Harry is busy with his new film's plot, Sam as usual experimenting with new dishes."

 "An.. and how's he?" You hesitatedly asked

 "He's good too wrapped up Avengers 5 will be returning home tomorrow.

By the way congratulations for the success of your new album to be honest it's a badass album the lyrics are dope."

 You giggled.. "Thanks Haz"

 "So now are you free or still have any upcoming projects?"

 "I can never be free Haz I m always working, always thinking of lyrics for my next song. Leave all that, what was the emergency that you said to call so urgently?"

 "Ummm.. Y/N I want something from you."

"Anything for you Haz"

 "You have to promise me first Y/N that whatever I say you have to say yes"

 "When have I ever said you no anyways just tell me"

 "No! Y/N first promise me"

 "Uggh Okay Haz I promise now spit it out. Sometimes you really act childish." you rolled your eyes.

"I want you to come back home I mean back here at London I have planned a 10 days trip to Cornwall at my beach house which we all used to go every summer when we were kids it's a sort of reunion for the whole gang I have invited Z and Jacob too"

 "Haz you know I only go on Christmas every year to spend time with you guys because that is when I m free. And I'm pretty busy this month. I have a recording to be done next week for my upcoming single."

 "Y/N you promised you will not refuse me. I just want a little time from your busy life.”

 "But Haz…"

 "And also I'm gonna celebrate my 30th birthday there, your man is getting old love."

 "Umm... I don't know what to say Haz I'm confused"

 "If you're thinking about him I can assure you there will be no problem besides he is not single anymore so why worry?"

 That is the problem Haz you said in your mind.

 "Umm okay I'll give it a thought and let you know after confirming the availability of dates." You ended the call and fell back on your bed, your hands and legs spreading across the bed  like a starfish. You face palmed and groaned.

 You went into a deep thought, your brain still processing the whole conversation you had with Harrison. After a few minutes you heard your phone buzzing and you smiled as you looked to see who was calling. It was Zendaya, face timing you. You had seriously wished to talk to someone right now. You have very few close friends in the industry and Zendaya was one of them. You collaborated with her for your bad blood music video and you guys clicked instantly from that day you became really close. She was your 3am BFF and you both knew each other's darkest secrets. You picked up the call.

 "So Haz called you up didn't he?"

 "Bingo!! So what are you thinking?" Zendaya laughed

 "I don't know Z. I just feel scared. I know I have met him a couple of times during my Christmas visits after everything happened  but that was just a one day thing and this whole 10 day trip is freaking me out. I also don't want to disappoint Haz. I missed all of his birthdays for the past few years on purpose just to avoid Tom."

 " You are just over thinking babe everything will be fine and I will be there to cheer up your emotional ass. Besides as much as I know Tom is very chilled out he will not bother you."

 " I don't think so. He has a very cold attitude towards me even now whenever I go back home. "

 After you moved to NY you almost begged your parents to move here and stay with you but they were adamant of staying in London so once in a year you used to visit your family and friends during Christmas. The Christmas Dinner was always hosted by the Holland's after your break up you always panicked to go to their house. The first year when you went. The boys, Nikki, Dom welcomed you as if nothing had happened; they hugged you with joy. But when you went to give Tom a hug he just backed off and out of formality gave you a shoulder hug and you got your hint to stay away. He even brought his new girlfriend for the dinner which you thought he did on purpose to make you jealous or hurt you. And you were actually hurt at the thought that he really moved on so quickly. So you avoided family gatherings to prevent such awkward situations.

  "Babe your life doesn’t revolve around Tom he was a part of your life which is over. Start living your life. And we are in our early 30’s and still single don’t wanna die like that do you ??. Even if you want you can have your sweet little revenge by showing off that hot body on the beach and show that asshole what he missed." Z smirked.

 You quirked your eyebrows “So you're telling me to be a bitchy ex who doesn’t want to see her ex boyfriend happy”

 " Nooo!!! I didn’t mean that just show him how happy you are, that you are one of a kind, he will never find anyone like you in his life. We are gonna have a blast honey and you are coming so start packing."

 You had to finally give in with a deep sigh you said .."okay Z I ll go but if I jump off the cliff after all the mental stress I'm going to get in those 10 days you and Haz will be responsible for it." you laughed.

"Oh we won't want that. Besides you have handled more stressful moments than this you will be fine dramaqueen." Zendaya said.

 You talked to Alex about the whole trip to sort out the dates. He was a little sceptical at first about the whole reunion with ex trip , but he believed in you and gave you a nod for the trip. You informed the good news to Haz of your approval to the whole trip. Before you could leave for your unplanned vacation you had to finish recording and shooting for your new upcoming single featuring Breidon Urie.

 "I promise that you'll never find another like me

I know that I'm a handful, baby, uh

I know I never think before I jump

And you're the kind of guy the ladies want

(And there's a lot of cool chicks out there)

I know that I went psycho on the phone

I never leave well enough alone

And trouble's gonna follow where I go

(And there's a lot of cool chicks out there)

But one of these things is not like the others

Like a rainbow with all of the colors

Baby doll, when it comes to a lover

I promise that you'll never find another like

Me-e-e, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

I'm the only one of me

Baby, that's the fun of me

Eeh-eeh-eeh, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

You're the only one of you

Baby, that's the fun of you

And I promise that nobody's gonna love you like me-e-e"..............

 The song was soon officially released by the music company and the audience loved it and your work was done for the moment and now you could focus on the trip. All of a sudden you were really feeling excited about the whole thing. You and Z were constantly texting each other to plan about the journey.

 The day arrived and you met Z at the airport. "So ready for the battle?" she chuckled. You rolled your eyes and laughed "going on a battle would have been much easier compared to this I guess" but in your mind you were confident. Yes you had finally decided that you're ready to face Tom Holland to show him that you have also moved on. And to show him that he'll never find another like you.

 The nine hour flight was uneventful as both you and Z slept most of the time which proved that you both were in dire need of a vacation away from your hectic glamorous lives.

 It was around 5 ‘o’ clock in the morning in London when your plane landed. Both of you collected your check in luggages. Check out was hassle free as it was early morning with few people around and nobody recognised you as both of you were in your hoodies. As you came out of the exit door you started to look amongst the crowd and finally you saw those familiar icy blue eyes approaching towards you.

 “Ah!! Finally the star arrived” Harrison hugged you tight

“And all credit goes to you Z because our star has stopped listening to her best friend may be got someone else to replace me” he hugged zendaya and started laughing

“getting rid of you has been one of the failures of my life" you pouted

 "Ouch!" Harrison dramatically placed his hands on his chest as if hurt.

 "No one can ever replace you from my life you idiot" you lightly punched his arm.

 Harrison chuckled and said with a fake French accent "I m your chauffeur for the day, madame your car awaits at the parking lot."

 After you three put all your luggages in the car. Z and you sat at the back seat and Harrison sat on the driver's seat as he started the car. It was an approximate four hour ride to his beach house.

 " You know Haz I really missed the summer in London so glad I said yes to your plan."

 "The only thing I liked about London when I came for Spiderman:FFH shoot is the Harry Potter museum" Zendaya declared

 You noticed Harrison looked a little off today so you asked "you look a little bit stressed out Haz what's the matter bud?"

 "How do you read my mind so easily?" Harrison sighed.

 "I'm your best friend dumbo now tell me what is the thing that is bothering you so much?" you said with concern in your voice.

 "Okay I need to say you something, just don't be mad Tom will be bringing his fiancee too at the beach house. But don't worry everything will be fine I promise."

 Your face went expression less as you looked at Harrison then to Zendaya. You were starting to panic from inside. You let out a sigh and rolled your eyes as you leaned on Zendaya's shoulder. She rubbed your shoulder to comfort you as you thought in your mind "what a great start to this cursed trip."

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@sophs-library

[cecilspeaks]

170 - To the Family and Friends

Love the winner, hate the win. Welcome to Night Vale.

I start today with sad news. I must inform you of the passing of Intern Victor. To the friends and family of Intern Victor, we extend our condolences. Oh, that reminds me. Our intern program has a new open spot available. Hours are flexible, as is time itself. You must be fluent in at least three languages, although one of those can be your own dream language, and another can be a future language that doesn’t yet exist. This is an entry level position. All applicants must have 30 years experience in the field of community radio, and have been the managing director of at least 2 radio stations, or equivalent unregistered stations broadcasting coded messages to our brave spies in the field. This is a non-paying position, but we do give you 4 credits to the institutions of your choice. Please apply in person by groveling before the Station Management door and crying: “Choose me! Choose me!” as their tendrils draw you slowly toward them. I look forward to meeting whoever is hired. Always so fun when we get a new intern.

And now for a look at the day’s news. The Night Vale Medical Association has ordered a review of the management of Night Vale Asylum, after a number of irregularities have cropped up involving a transdimensional missing plane and a pilot who could control people’s thoughts. “Honestly, we had a lot of cases like that back in the 60’s,” said Lonnie Chapman, chairman of the Medical Association. “Mental institutions used to be cruel places, where the fragile rift between dimensions was regularly breached and telekinetic powers were exploited. And people were treated as less than people, for the simple crime of having an illness that could not be found in the blood or the bile.” Lonnie settled back into the sagging comfort of his old arm chair, sighed and rubbed his forehead. “We endeavour to help, not to other,” he whispered. “It should be common sense, this kindness. Why is kindness not common sense?” He said this last so quietly that no one heard him. Dust motes circled tirelessly in the afternoon sun through the window. The Night Vale Medical Association is looking to shut down the outdated asylum and replace it with a brand new state of the art treatment center, located near Grove Park. More on this story as the story has more to it.

I guess I should get into a little more detail about how Intern Victor died, since some of you might be curious. You know, I think the story starts back in my very first days as host of this radio station. After the previous host, Leonard Burton, after – umm… ehhhh.. Once I took over as host of this radio station, Victor was one of my first interns. Eager and earnest and always helpful. He was first in the station in the morning and last one out at night. His research was impeccable. 

“That’s not true,” he would say every time I said something that wasn’t true. “That’s not true either,” he would say. He would say stuff like that a lot. He was very diligent. It kind of felt like we were starting this great adventure in radio broadcasting together. I thought that some day after I… after… ehhhhh.. ummm… once I was no longer host of this radio station, perhaps Victor would be the one to take over. “Some day, Victor,” I would murmur in the quietest hours of the night shift, “Some day maybe you will be where I am now.” “Maybe, Cecil,” he would say back into the intercom from the producer’s booth, “But for now, please stop murmuring that into the mic. We’re live right now. Then one day he told me he was leaving. That he appreciated all the time he had spent as an intern, that he had learned a lot, but that he felt his place in the world was not with radio after all. [sputters] “Not with radio?!” I sputtered. I simply did not understand the concept. “If there is not community radio, then what is there? What is there besides that? Will someone tell me what else there is?” “Thank you for our time together,” he said gently, and then he left. It would be the last time I saw him for many years.

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I didn’t finish with the story of how Intern Victor died, I guess. Ummm, let me quickly wrap that up. So, a few years after he left, he came back again. He was older than me now with salt and pepper hair and a stiffness to his walk. When he had left, he had been several years younger than me, but time changes us all, I suppose. “Cecil! I didn’t know if you’d still be here,” he said. I bristled at this, hearing a perceived implication that I should have gone on to something larger, that by staying put I had allowed him to be pull ahead of me in some intangible way. So I responded with manic friendliness to compensate. “Still here!” I shouted. “Great to see ya, buddy wo-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-how! What have you been up to?” He told me that he had left Night Vale, gotten an apartment just outside of somewhere called Fresno, that it was difficult at first, and that he felt lonely much of the time. But that he had slowly made friends, so many friends, and had found a job that became a career that became part of his life. He worked with teenagers who were going through a tough time, seeing them through to better times. He was very well liked for what he did, and he was very good at it. “But I’ve decided to retire,” he said. “I’m getting up in the years, you know? But wow, you don’t look like you’ve aged a day.” “I haven’t,” I said. He was so much older than me then. I wondered where the years had gone and what I might have accomplished, if I had aged as well. He had retired to Night Vale to be with his family and friends and the people who knew and loved him best, and relax into the soft years of his latter life. So that… wait. Well, that’s not how he died, but I have to get to this next report. I’ll finish it in a second.

And now traffic. There was a song once sung by sailors of an island in the west, where the sun would shine forever and not a minute less. They say that on that island a sailor could find their rest, finally let slip shut their eyelids on that island in the west. But I’ve been searching, and been searching all my life, as though some cruel test, and have never found my way to that island in the west. There was a song once sung by sailors and I believed it, I confess. A foul lie I still believe in, my sweet island in the west. This has been traffic.

Intern Victor lived in Night Vale for many years more. He was active in charities and volunteer groups, continuing to offer counseling to students at the local high school. He lived in the Hefty Sycamore Trailer Park, watering a garden of flowers that he kept in pots around his trailer. It seemed that Victor was even more busy in retirement than he had been in his long career. Returning to his community seemed to invigorate him. He helped Carlos with experiments at the labs, donning goggles and lab coats and writing down numbers with hearts around them, all of that science stuff. Carlos said he was surprisingly good at it for someone without training. He worked with Dana at City Hall, creating the No More Pit initiative, which strove to keep one teen a year from entering that pit on Clement Street and disappearing forever. Now, the initiative was unsuccessful and the pit continues to devour but they, it was the attempt that matters. He acted as a volunteer lifeguard at the Waterfront Recreation Area, at which he saved a record five people in one day from drowning! A truly astounding record when you consider that there is no water at the Waterfront Recreation Area, Night Vale having an entirely arid climate.

Yes, Intern Victor was accomplished and well liked. He would have made a fine host at this radio station some day, but he never showed much interest, which is a pity. Because after I… After, well… Who will take up that mantle? Not Victor, not anymore. Well, I guess I still haven’t told the story of how he died.

Uh, let me do that just After the weather. 

[A List for Spring” by Joseph Fink https://josephfink.bandcamp.com/]

Victor was in bed. The curatin over the window shifted slightly in the breeze, so the sun flickered in the room, shadow and bright, like a message from the world outside that he would never live to understand. His breath felt like a finite quantity, slowly drawn out of his chest. He knew that the last of it was coming soon. He wanted to use the drags of his breath for words that would sum up his life, but he couldn’t think of any. He could only think of “I am tired”. He could only think of “Thank you for being here.” He could only think of “I wish I had more time”, although eh didn’t know what he would have done with that time if he had any. 

Around his bed were the people who had known him throughout his life. There was his sister Carly, and his brother Herman, and his aunt Ronnie, ancient and brittle but apparently destined to outlive him. There was his friend from college, Norm, whose hands shook as he looked into Victor’s eyes. There was former mayor Dana and her brother, leaning into each other in sorrow, keeping each other upright as a family creature of grief. There was Carlos in an understated lab coat, frowning. There was nothing more scientific than death, and yet Carlos hated the fact of it. And he wrestled with the contradiction within himself. Some natural processes feel unnatural, no matter how many times they occur to us, they are a surprise that our whole life spends telegraphing.

In the corner was Rosario, one of the teenagers Victor had worked with back in Fresno, who had eventually moved to Night Vale after getting lost in the shelves of a strange antique shop and waking up in the vacant lot out back of the Ralphs. She was middle-aged now, her face glistened with tears. “Everything I am is because of you,” she said. Victor snorted. “Don’t blame me,” he said with one of those last precious breaths. And she grinned despite herself. “You were the first person that cared about who I was,” she said. “I’ll never forget you.” “Already I’m in past tense,” he said, but he grabbed her hand and clasped it in a fervent silent thank you. Because she was testament that he had been useful, and there was nothing more important in a human life than to be useful to other people.

I was there too, and I stepped forward. “You were the best intern I ever had,” I said. “I know,” he said, and he winked.

It can be… strange when we first meet someone when they are young and just started out, and are in the entry positions in the career they want, to realize they have the potential for an entire life. Victor ended up a great man. A man with deep roots in the community. A man who went from 10 years younger than me to several decades older than me. And I… well, I still think of him as an intern, and I suppose I always will, but his potential was realized upon the lives of everyone in that room, and many other lives still.

A strong breeze came through the window and the flickering of light increased, as though that incoherent messenger was getting more frantic to be understood. Victor knew that his finite breaths had reached their last few. And he did not use them to say anything at all. He smiled, and met each of our eyes, and then… And then after…

To the family and friends of Intern Victor. To the family. To our families, blood or chosen. They are the net on which we can fall again and again. To the friends, to our friends. The people who make life worth living. Who help us when we need help. Who we help when we need to help.

Intern Victor was a good intern. He was a good person. He is gone. We are here. Let’s make ourselves useful. To all families. To all friends.

Stay tuned next for a tall glass of water greedily, drunk by a person who did not realize they were thirsty until the liquid hit their lips.

Good night, Night Vale, Good night.

Today’s proverb: Earth is technically a sandwich, where the upper bread is stars and the lower bread is stars and the filling is rock and lava and a few incidental humans.

[baby-banana]

Stay with Me

Warnings-alcohol consumption, angst, a lil fluff, swearing.

Y/F/I/C- your favorite ice cream

Ummm I think that’s it. Ha hope you enjoy

Stay with Me

“These nights never seem to go to plan.I don't want you to leave, will you hold my hand?” - Stay with Me, Sam Smith

Your POV

Oh. Shit.

Fuck.

FUCK

I’m drunk

Well what a way to start off Monday night, right? I’m an idiot. Me. I’m an idiot. I’m drunk and an idiot. My best friend Jack Daniels, warmed my throat. It felt good against the soreness I had from screaming and crying.

“Why do you always do this?” I screamed

“Do what? My fucking job?” He retorted

“I’m not asking you to not do your job, I’m asking you to call me once or twice so I know you aren’t dead!”

“But I’m not dead!”

“I didn’t know that Spencer!” I cried. “I thought you were gone! You didn’t call me all week and I-I thought something happened!”

“I’m sorry Y/N” Spencer spoke instead of screaming for the first time.

“You don’t get to be sorry anymore! I’m done with this!”

“Y/N” he whispered, tears falling down his cheeks.

I let the tears fall while finishing my drink. I opened my eyes. Only to find a nearly empty bar.

“Excuse me? We close in 15 minutes.” The bartender spoke sweetly.

“Ohsorry.” I said, my words connecting like a magnet to a broken refrigerator. I tried to collect myself as best I could before even attempting to stand. I hopped off the barstool, struggling to keep my balance. I about fell out of the door into the cold world. One where my throat still felt like leather and my heart like a lump of coal.

Now to my next task. I needed a ride. I stared at the clock on my phone

90:4

Wait

4:09.

That makes more sense.

I opened my phone in search of a contact who would even consider picking up my call. And then I saw it

Spencer✨❤️

My heart had been unwilling to change his contact name. I stared at the name for what felt like years.

I shouldn’t…

“No, Spencer!” I yelled, hurriedly packing my bag. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t keep giving everything I have to you. There’s nothing left for me! I love you Spencer. But”

“Y/N!” Spencer yelped

“We’re done. I’m sorry.”

“Please, Y/N!”

“Spencer.”

“I love you Y/N”

“I wish I could believe you.”

I slung the bag over my shoulder

“Baby, please!” He gasped

I swung the door open.

“Goodbye.” I whispered.

I quickly walked down the hallway, the flight of stairs, and out the door into the pouring rain

Before I could comprehend what was happening my phone lit up.

Calling Spencer✨❤️…

“Y/N?” He said in a cautious voice

“I-I… Oh, sorryspencer. Ididntmean tocall you.” I hiccuped

“Are you drunk?”

“No. I’m fit asa motherfuckingfiddle” I lied

“Where are you?”

“I justhad a drink with a few friends” I lied again.

“Where?”

“Barney’s. They have those *hiccup* those pretzels.”

“It’s 4 in the morning Y/N.”

“Yeah, but you’re still up” I retorted

“Stay there”

“Stay where?”

“Stay at Barney’s.”

“Why? They’re closing?”

“Just stay there!” He yelled

Call ended

Wait did I just fucking call my ex? Why did I? God I’m going to pay for this aren’t I?

I didn't know why I was standing here. Oh god my feet hurt. I kicked off my straps heels and quickly bent down to pick them up. I watched the cars passing by for about 3 and a half minutes until a car pulled up.

“Spencer?” I whispered to myself while walking towards the car

“Hey sexy!” Said a man who looked to be about 35 years old. “Do you need a ride home?”

“Yeah.” I said. “Are you offering?”

“Maybe, but it will cost you.” He smirked

“How much?” I said while reaching for my purse

“No no not money baby.”

“How will I pay you then?” I asked confused.

“You’ll find out, sweetheart. Let’s go” he said while unlocking the car.

I opened the door before being grabbed by someone behind me.

“No, she’s not going anywhere with you” said the man.

I quickly whipped around.

“S-Spencer?” I asked more confused than I was before

“Get in the car Y/N.” He said with an authoritative twinge in his voice.

“No. I don’t want to go anywhere with you.” I spat

“Y/N! Get in the car!”

“Fine!” I yelled

I stumbled my way into the passenger seat of Spencer’s car. It smelled like it always had, like the cologne I’d spray on his clothes when he was away on cases so I could sleep.

The rain felt good on my face. It mixed in with the tears that I finally let fall. I didn’t know where to go now. I had stayed with Spencer for the past 8 months. By this point, my friends were his and his were mine. Most of my friends lived in another city, and I didn’t have a car, since I worked at the elementary school just 2 blocks down. So I went to the first place I could think of.

I was soaking wet as I climbed up the many stairs. Penelope lived only 3 blocks from Spencer and I. From Spencer. I finally found her place and hesitantly knocked.

“Hey gorgeous how are you?” She asked while opening the door.

I took one look at her and started sobbing.

“Oh dear come here” she said as she pulled me into a hug. “Let’s get you cleaned up okay?”

I nodded. She led me to her bathroom and placed a fluffy towel on the towel holder.

“I’ll put some pjs in the dryer and I’ll put them back in here when they’re nice and warm okay sweetie?”

I sniffled and nodded again.

The shower was warm and comforting. I needed it so bad. I would’ve stayed in there forever if I could, never to face the world again. But there were kids to teach and papers to grade. Penelope has just placed a warm pair of pjs next to the towel before leaving me. I reluctantly turned off the water and dried myself off. I put on the comfy pajamas and left the bathroom, but I didn’t see Penelope.

After a minute of berating the man who tried to pick me up, he walked back to the car and climbed in the driver seat. It took a minute before he broke the silence

“What were you thinking? I told you to stay here?”

“I was getting a ride home, Spencer! I didn’t know you were going to pick me up!”

“I thought that was pretty obvious Y/N” Spencer said while starting to drive

“I didn’t! I thought you were gonna call me a cab or something!”

“He was going to make you fuck him for a ride, you know that right? He was probably going to make you suck his dick or something else disgusting.” He cringed

“Yeah so what! At least I wouldn’t be stuck here arguing with you!”

“Y/N. You’re kidding”

“He probably would’ve had the balls to call me.” You said calmly, making sure it stung.

Spencer gripped the steering wheel tighter, and didn’t say another word the whole ride.

You almost fell asleep on the window but before you knew it you were home. No, you were at Spencer’s apartment. That hadn’t been home in a week and a half. Penelope has insisted you stay until you found a place. That woman was a goddess.

“Take me home” I said trying to sound mean

“No, I don’t trust you to not drink more right now. I want to keep an eye on you.” He said through his teeth.

“Fine” I mumbled as we walked up the familiar steps into my old apartment.

I went into my. I went into his bedroom and found a fair of pajamas that I had left behind. Then I walked into the bathroom to brush my teeth with the toothbrush I had left behind. Everything here was in the same place it was when I left. Like a museum, or art gallery. There were invisible do not touch signs on all of my things.

Spencer stood in the doorway of the bathroom, staring at me like I was a ghost.

“What?” I asked defensively. That’s when it all broke.

Penelope was back after 5 minutes of me listening to the neighbors down the hall laugh and talk over what I’m assuming was a few too many glasses of wine.

She opened the door, with a bag in her hand.

“So since I’m the best I got you, a toothbrush because you probably forgot yours, ice cream because duh, and I also got some chocolate, because also duh.”

I let out a slight chuckle.

“You really are the best Pen.”

She sat down beside me on the makeshift bed she had already made on her couch.

“Okay now tell me what happened”

“I-I-I just couldn’t take it anymore. He didn’t ever call me and I just thought something bad happened, and I was freaking out! He could’ve just texted me once! I needed to know he was alive. He’s done this so many times too!” I sobbed

“Shhhhh baby it’s okay.” Penelope soothed while running my back.

“I just didn’t know what to do.”

“Well how about now, we watch Dirty Dancing and break out this amazing Y/F/I/C, okay? I’ll be right back with that and a nice bottle of wine.”

“Okay” I managed to smile

“What?” I asked defensively. That’s when it all broke.

“I missed you so much Y/N! I couldn’t even bear to move your toothbrush. I slept with your clothes desperately trying to get some comfort, but it never came!” He sobbed. “I need you Y/N. I need to protect and take care of you. I need to kiss you in the morning, i need to make you tea at night. I need to make breakfast with you on Sundays. I need you, Y/N.”

You tried to stop yourself from crying.

“Why didn’t you ever call?”

“I don’t know baby. If I could go back and call you I would. I would blow up your phone with heart emoticons and voicemails of how much you mean to me.”

I squeezed beside him to go into the bedroom. I crawled into bed.

“Baby please, just talk to me” he pleaded.

I turned off the light

“Goodnight Spencer.”

“Goodnight Y/N.”

4:48

4:49

4:50

4:52

4:57

Not one hint of sleep approaching. I slowly climbed out of bed and entered the living room.

“Spencer?” I asked quietly

“What is it?” He said just as quietly.

“Stay with me” I said before turning back to the bedroom. He quickly followed crawling in bed next to me.

“I’m sorry. I really am. I shouldn’t have walked out on you.” I spoke softly trying to hide the pain in my voice.

“And I should’ve called you. With my job I need to do better in regards to keeping you updated. I just want you to know I’m safe.”

“Spencer? Do you want me to leave?” I asked. “After all I’ve done I understand if-”

“I don’t want you to leave.” He pleaded while scooching closer to place a kiss on my forehead. “Will you hold my hand?” I shyly requested.

“Anything for you.” He replied.

“I’m so sorry Spencer.” I repeated.

“Don’t be. I have all I need for the rest of my life right in front of me.” He said before kissing me.

“Goodnight Spencer Reid.” I muttered.

“Goodnight beautiful.” He whispered.

These nights never seem to go to plan, but I’m happy it ended the way it did, with me in Spencer’s arms.

[angelwars11]

PART 1

*finally gets my siblings up and we all sit down on the bed* Alright y'all, time to watch this shit. Let's get itttt!!

*new ominous pre-intro comes in* "A LUCASFILM LIMITED production. "

Me: Oh, we starting like this. Wtf!! Okay, dude, I have goosebumps. Holy shit. *Calming facade is down. Is totally unaware and unprepared for what's coming*

*fanfare jumpscare*

Me: *startles* *grabs my heart*

Heart monitor: *beep beep beep, beeeeeeeeeeep~*

Me: OH MY GOD!!! *cough violently like Grevious* Holy shit. The fanfare, holy shit. I'mma—*notices red logo* *starts to hyperventilate*

*Another very different and new red title* "Part 1. Olds Friends Not Forgotten. "

Me: *gasps sharply* THAT IS SO COOL!!! I'mma cryyy *sniffles*

Yularen: *comes in clutch with the narrator recap*

Me: Yoooo!! What's up my dude?!

*see Grevious* Damn, I mean, General Grevious lookin good though. You see that animation! DAMN! Best design ever!

Yularen: "Republic forces are pushed to the brink. In response to this overwhelming attack. The Jedi Council had dispatched it's Generals far from the Core Worlds. "

CALEB DUME aka. KANAN JARRUS!! Ahhh!! Look at my son!

*sees Plo Koon in his Delta 7 inteceptor* "Ummm, no, stop it. Stop. That looks familiar. *shakes head violently* No. Be quiet.

*sees Aayla and Bly* *inhales sharply* *chokes on saliva* "Aayla Secura is where? OH SHIT. Is that Felucia?! NO, FUCK. "

(The clone troopers look so fucking amazing. Their armor is heavily detailed with the amount of scratches and dents covering them. It makes their armor look rough. OMG! This is literally 'nose bleed heaven' I am in right now!!)

Me: *dances* They onn a bridgeee, they on a—HOLY SHIT!! That's a big ass cannon," *watches the cannon blast fire upwards* Ohhhhh~ That's, uh, not good! Oh shit!! AH! Cody DODGE NOW!!!

*stares at the tv* Holy. Sh—

*light saber unleashed*

Me: OOhhh!! Who the fu—ACK! Obi-Wan coming out of the CUT alllll BEAUTIFUL!!!

LOOK at the lightsaber light pouring through the dust cloud surrounding him🤩 *blood pours out of my nose* His magnificent graying beard, so beautiful. I LOVE how there's a limp piece of hair bouncing on the side of his head, it's so satisfying. And the way he slowly looks over his shoulder at Cody like: "Must protect my husband!" OMG, I love them so much, CodyWan forever!!! Bless Dave Filoni for giving us that scene because, it was beautiful😍 God, the animation. 😍I'mma—😵😳

Cody: "General?!"

Me: MmmmmHmmmm. *wiggles eyebrows*

Obi-Wan: "Cody, get down!"

Me: Protect Cody!! Holy fu—Cody, stop staring at Obi-Wan and take cover, yes I know he's hot as fuck, my sister thinks so too, so do I—That's NOT the point. Just GET your ASS DOWN!! You can stare at him all you want later.

Obi-Wan: "Anakin, where are you?"

Anakin: *jump scares* "I'm right here. "

Me: ⬇⬇

Me: I SWEARRRR. You are so lucky I don't have a gun because I would've BLASTED you to the other side of this GODDAMN BRIDGE. The fuck is wrong with you, you lucky mother fucker.

Anakin: "What are you doing down there. "

Me: 🤣🤡 Shut the fuck up!

Anakin: *dodges a fucking blaster beam* I'm dea—🤣 ANAKIN. You cray cray!

*all shots miss Anakin while he stands right there in plain sight on top of MOTHER FUCKING debris*

Me: Hehhehehheeee—OH my GoD!! Anakin!! Get DOWN FROM THEREeEe. They gonna shoot you, bro!

Obi-Wan: "What are you up to? Where is Captain Rex?"

Me: Yeah, what are you up to? *suspicious*

*Nobody stays seated while Anakin walks straight at the enemy. Managing not to get fucking smacked*

Me: "Y'all DUMB ASS droids can't SHOOT!! Ohhhhhh myyyy goddddd!!" 🤣🤣

Anakin: "I have come to surrender. Your forces fought valiantly. I must admit we are overmatched by your superior fire power. " Me: "Tell me y'all ain't gonna fall for this. If you beli—"

Me: *inhales sharply*

Dumb and Dumber: "Surrender. That's a relief. Notify the tactical droid. "

Me: ⬇⬇

*sighs heavily* They believed him. 💀

*scope shows up* The fuck?! Oh, is that Rexy Boi™ *gasps* R2!!!

Rex telling his squad they have to wait a little longer to hang upside down on the bridge. They all *groan* "Sir, yes, sir. "

ME: 😆 They want to fly so fucking badly!!

OoooWe!! They've got JET PACKS!!! Oooo, we bougie MOTHER FUCKAASSSSS!!! *dances to the epic music*

*nobody stays seated while the Clone Troopers kick ass*

Obi-Wan: "Bravo Anakin, you've done it again. "

Me: 🥺🥺

Anakin: "Oh, I can't take all the credit. You staying back really sold my surrender talk. " *Obi-Wan smiles*

Obi-Wan: "Always glad to help my friend. " *they smile at each other*

Also me: *cries internally* 😭😍

Anakin: "Skywalker here, what is it Admiral?" Me: *gasps* Admiral: "Sir. We received a transmission from someone using a subspace frequency. Fulcrum. "

Me: *stops breathing* FULCRUM. 💀 Ah—Ah—AhCHOO! *wheezes* Oooh, bless me.

*the transmitter room scene from the trailer* Me: *screeches* Anakin: "Alright, Admiral. What's so important you brought us all the... Way... Back...here." *sees Ahsoka*

(*PAUSE* I noticed that Rex is not here in this SCENE!! Woahhh~ Just wanted to point that out! Okay, sorry, *unpause*)

Ahsoka: *turns around* "Hello Master. It's been a while. " Me: 😍😍😍😍😍

Anakin: "Ah—Ahsoka. Wha— *scoffs*I don't believe it, " *voice goes two octaves higher* "How are you? Where are you?" *voice softens to be protective* "Are you okay?"

My heart: ⬇⬇

(SKIP)

*Mandalorian ship comes in* Me: *tears coming down my face*

Aaaahhhh!!! R2 D2 rolled up to Ahsoka to say hi!! OMG, cutie pie!!😍��� My heartttttt😭

Anakin tries to say Hi to Ahsoka but she's just like, "Can't do that right now. " Me: *snaps my own neck* Damn. Heyo!! He's literally hanging by a THREAD, a measly THREAD over the fucking pool called the DARK SIDE. And you treating him like that, focusing on the war and not a hug, mannn, Anakin is about to take a 'dippity dip' in this goddamn pool. Smh.

Bo-Katan: "He murdered their ruler. My sister. I thought she meant something to you. "

Me: *visibly sees Obi-Wan look sad* Satineeeee😭😭😭 No, Obi-Wan, it's okay!!

(SKIP)

*when the troopers pass by and salute to Ahsoka* Me: UwU

REX'S SMILE 👑 when she walks in😍 "Glad to have you back, Commander. " *smiles again* 👑 "Rex. Thank you. But you don't have to call me Commander anymore. " "Sure thing, Commander." *smiles AGAIN* 👑

Me: 😭😭 Rex, I SWEAR TO GOD, if you don't stop SMITING me with those SMILES BRO. Just chill. Please. Do it again and I'—

*alarm goes off* God fucking dammit. *sees the troopers scrambling in the background* HAHAHHAHHA😆😆🤣

*stops laughing* Who's in trouble? The Chancellor. Hahahaha, who's that? Ohhh, you mean Buttcheeksakin. Yeahhh~🤣 Nobody cares!!

Ahsoka: "I understand, that it's your usual playing politics. This is why the people have lost faith in the Jedi. I had too. Until I was reminded of what the order means to people who truly need us. "

Obi-Wan: "Right now people on Coruscant need us. "

Ahsoka: "No, the Chancellor needs you. "

Me: *nose bleed* "Damnnnn, say it again for the people in the back!!! Ughh, feisty Ahsoka is sexy. " 😍

REX GETTING WHAAA, PROMOTED?! I knew this day was coming for sooo long *sniffles* I'm so proud.

*music heightens it's pitch* HER LIGHTSABERS😭😭😭

Ahsokaaaa got her lightsabers BACK!! Looking snazzyyyy, looking beautiful, you look hot honey! And a BONUS, they are BLUE!! Hot DAMN!! 💙💙

Ahsoka: "Anakin... " *Anakin turns around* "Good luck. " *Anakin smiles with pride*

Me: *ugly sobs*

*Nobody stays seated while, 'Love pledge' plays in the background*

Me: *cries harder* WHYYYY😭😭😭

'Commander' REX. Whereeee areee youuu?! Ah, there you darling. Beautiful bby boyyyy, you deserve it!!! 😍😍😍

*spots someone behind Rex* Who Issss...?? Oh, JESSE!! Heyyy~ *waves* ( ͡ ͜ʖ ͡ )

Rex: "Sorry, I didn't think to bring you a jetpack?" Ahsoka: "Don't need one. " *Nobody will ever fucking stay seated while Rex gives the mother of all amused smirks* 👑

(THIS beautiful smirk⬆ I know I WILL be watching 60 more times after I finish this goddamn episode 🥵)

PART 2 of my reaction coming soon!! (Nah, I'm serious, it'll be here. Just hold your horses!)

Link to part 2!! ⬇

[holdoncallfailed]

jo @tallsaint​ tagged me in a couple memes which i haven’t done in forever and i simply love to talk about myself so here is that

10 songs i’ve been listening to lately

honestly i've been listening to the mountain goats every night as i go to sleep and then everything else on shuffle so these are some random selections from my march playlist

madeline — yo la tengo

sleep on the left side — cornershop

love again — dua lipa

when your parents go to sleep — kevin ayers

i'm in love with a german film star — the passions

all up the seething coast — the mountain goats

crush with eyeliner — REM

why — carly simon

ringtone (the charli/kbb/rico nasty remix) — 100 gecs

i did acid with caroline — daniel johnston

social distancing meme 

Are you staying home from work/school? i was already doing freelance work remotely so thankfully that wasn’t disrupted by isolation. i'm SO fucking glad i graduated early last semester, i keep thinking about how i was actually trying to extend my stay at school into this semester and now i'm so grateful i decided against it ahhh

If you’re staying home, who is with you? both my roommates dashed off to be with their parents like a month ago so i’ve been alone with my cat this whole time. but my friend who is also alone in the city is coming to stay with me for the foreseeable future because he really cannot mentally survive being alone lol. Who would be your ideal quarantine mate? my roommates tbh. i miss them a lot and i think it would have been nice for us to be together. then again we’ve never lived in such a way that we’re all home at once so frequently so maybe we would have gotten sick of each other lmao.  Are you a homebody? yesssss. the gag is that i've been actively trying to be more social and revive old friendships and be the first to reach out and invite people places but ummmm that’s not happening anymore! An event you were looking forward to that got canceled? my parents and i had a two week vacation to italy planned and i honestly can’t think about it too much because i’ll have a meltdown because it’s been my mom’s lifelong dream to go to italy and she’s been planning this trip for over a year and i’m really heartbroken for her that we had to postpone it indefinitely.  What movies have you watched recently? haven’t watched any movies lately. but once my friend is here i imagine we’ll tackle the long list of movies we’ve promised to watch together. What shows are you watching? i’ve been rewatching drag race in the background while i do work...all stars 2 remains one of the best seasons of any television program to ever air. i’ve been kind of rewatching succession because i'm editing a video about it lol. What music are you listening to? my own playlists for the most part: songs for the end of the world, music to touch the stove to, and snowday which is just quiet tired songs. What are you reading? i started if beale street could talk but i haven’t really touched it since because i haven’t been able to focus much on anything (hence the drag race rewatch). sooooo big surprise i've been reading fic instead. i read this tom/greg fic the other night which i shrieked aloud at multiple times even tho i don’t particularly care for the ship..but it almost convinced me. also i usually won’t read fics that misalign with my own headcanons for r/s (remus lupin tops!!! stop lying to yourselves!!!!!!) but the excellent plot and writing of this one sucked me in anyway. What are you doing for self-care? when it’s nice out i go on my porch to do work and sunbathe. i'm going to try to get into gardening once it’s a little bit warmer.

ummm i tag @bodhis​ @anglelica​ @yeats-infection @condoravenue @oneangryshot @0bviouschild2014 @giovannisroompdf @rodella and anyone else tbh do whatever u want 

[imagines-r-s]

Childhood Memories (PT. 1)

TW: abuse, angsty teenagers, and I think that’s all

OC x Sweet Pea

Please note : I apologize for this taking forever. I just was worried about quality of it because I wasn’t into writing as much as I was before. But luckily that only lasted a little.

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I never imagined that me and Sweet Pea would actually be okay together. Especially, when all the odds are against us. It was hard. Our worlds were completely different from each other. No one expected a ghoulie and a serpent to be together.

Sweet Pea and I met when you were kids. As daughter of the leader of the Ghoulies, my dad wanted you to learn how to lead, so he would take you to any Ghoulie business, which included drug deals and attacks to the Serpents. The Serpent vs. Ghoulie feud wasn’t always as brutal as it was no and days. Usually it was just to finish deals and things with FP.

During most of the meetings, I would just walk around Sunnyside Trailer park for the fun of it. Dad honestly didn’t care, he was more worried my brother, Malachi, was watching or not. One day as I was walking around, I saw a serpent who looked to be around my age and he was honestly really cute. He was sitting on the stairs to his trailer and I could tell he had been crying. I walked up to him and as I got closer, I could hear yelling from inside his house.

“Hey. I’m Makenzie Martinez”

“Hi, I’m-” he was interrupted by the sound of glass breaking. “ S-Sam Porter. Can we go somewhere else, please?”

“ Yeah, of course.”

That was the first time that me and Sam ever talked. We became really good friends after that. We had been there for each other for the past 3 years, but then things started getting harder when we both turned 13. We were best friends until we were 13. After that, my dad wanted me to be more active with the ghoulies and when Sam’s dad became more abusive. But we always had our usual spot at pop’s.

“Mack, I can’t do this anymore.” Sam looked sad and I felt awful because I couldn’t do anything.

“ Why don’t you just come stay with me? I can talk to my d-”

“I can’t do that to you. Plus, if my dad found out that I became a part of a drug dealing, no good gang member he would kill me.”

I didn’t know how to respond. I know he didn’t mean that towards me, of course. But I still was really hurt by his comment. I couldn’t say anything, so I just sat there.

“Mack, you okay? I wasn’t meaning that towards you.” Sam could tell that it hurt me, but all I could do was sit there.

“Yeah, I’m fine. I think I’m going to go, Sam.” I got up to go and I could feel his eyes follow me. I decided to walk home that day. I don’t know why I got so emotional. But he disrespected my family and it just really hurt me.

After that, me and Sam started to become distant and we never really saw each other outside of school. He made new friends and so did I. I started to get more into ghoulie business and I heard rumors of him becoming a Serpent.  That was all. Once we started high school at Southside High, Sam and I had a few classes together and we had lunch together. The only issue was that the rumors of him becoming a Serpent were true, and the name Sam turned into Sweet Pea.

It was the first day of sophomore year and my first class was AP biology. I knew I would probably be the only Ghoulie in that class considering the fact that a lot of the Ghoulies didn’t want to do anything other than drug deal, but I wanted to make something of myself and leave Riverdale as soon as I could. I want to keep my 4.0 GPA and not let any of this follow me into my future. I couldn’t do that. I got settled in an empty seat in the back and as I was getting ready I saw him. Sam probably wanted the same thing I did. Especially with the issues with his family.

He sat by me, which made people look. They knew I was a Ghoulie and that he was a Serpent and they were just waiting for something to start.

“ Hi Sam.”

“ Hi Mack.”

“ I see you joined the Serpents? Glad you didn’t get stuck with the drug dealing, no good Ghoulies,” I smiled a very sarcastic smile.

“Still sarcastic as usual, I see. Is your dad still leading or is Malachi?”

“Malachi. My dad was killed over the summer in a shootout.”

“Ma-”

“No. I don’t want your pity.”

Class had started and me and Sam got assigned as lab partners. We started getting closer over the school year. I would tell him about Ghoulie business and he told me about Serpent stuff. It was basically like old times, we were good about hiding it until someone snitched on us to FP and Malachi at the end of sophomore year.

“ Do you understand why I’m mad, Mackenzie?” Malachi started yelling at me as he drove me home.

“ Not really, to be honest.”

“ You can’t be friends with that Serpent boy. I know you used to be when dad was alive, but things have changed.”

“No, you can’t choose who I’m friends with.”

“ If you want to be an official member of the Ghoulies, then yes you will.”

“ Wowwww.”

I stormed off into my room, locking the door, and then I started crying. I can’t lose him again. It’s not fair to either of us.

SERPENT BOY: hey mack. Idk if you still have this number

ME: yeah. Hey

SERPENT BOY: do you want to hangout with me at Pop’s?

ME: usual spot?

SERPENT BOY: of course

I had to sneak out of the window, so that way I could start walking to Pop’s.

SERPENT BOY: are you walking?

ME:yeah. Why?

SERPENT BOY: i’m close

After he said that, I heard the roar of a motorcycle. He stopped and handed me a helmet. I stood there in awe.

“Why do you seem so confused?” he asked laughing.

“I just never expected the Sam Porter to have a motorcycle.”

“Yeah, but Sweet Pea does.”

I put on the helmet and we went to Pop’s. It felt like old times, we took off our jackets so that way it was just us, no gangs. I was so happy.

“Mack, can I be honest with you?” We had just ordered our food so it would be a little while before we got our food.

“Yeah, I guess,” I say sipping on the straw of my strawberry milkshake.

“I’m really sorry for what I said a few years ago. I just wasn’t thinking.”

“No, it’s whatever. Don’t feel bad for it. Now that Malachi is in charge, I actually agree with it.”

“Why?”

“All he wants is the money, dad was in for the unity of it all, nothing else really. We just had to do what we had to do. Now, Malachi just wants to sell JJ. “

“I see. I see. Hey Mack, I really missed you.”

“ I missed you, too, Porter.”

“Mackenzie. Ummm.-” “What?”

“Why are there a bunch of Ghoulie bikes pulling up?”

Fuck. You looked at your phone and saw a bunch of messages from Malachi. I would run to the bathroom, but the bathroom was by the front door and you were in the corner.

“Sam, I have to hide.”

Sam whispered something to Pop and he let me hide behind the counter. I was stressing. He couldn’t find me in the place he told me I couldn’t be.

“ Mackenzie, I know you’re here. I saw your jacket on some Serpent bike. You better come with me now or else something happens to your boy over here. “

SERPENT BOY: stay back there mack. I’ll be okay.

ME: no i can’t have you get hurt because of my mess.

I heard Malachi and Sam talking and then, I heard them leave. I was about to step out when Pop told me to wait. Both Sam and I had gotten closer to Pop over the years, so we knew him well. I waited a while and I heard the door open. Pop told me I could get up because it was just Sam.

“Omg, Sam.”

“Mack, it’s fine.”

“No, it’s not. Because it’s my fault. At least let me take you home and clean you up?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

We left on his bike and I felt awful for how that all went down. He took me to Sunnyside Trailer Park and then to his trailer. It was different than the one I met him at. But I could tell it was just him that lived here, but I didn’t want to ask him about it.

“ Where is your first aid kit?” I asked looking in the bathroom.

“Second drawer on the left.”

I got it and I came out to the kitchen. I pulled out one of the chairs he had.  

“Sit.”

“Mack, I’m fine. I can do this myself.”

“Sit,” I said, more assertively. “I’m so sorry. I should have gone back out -”

“No, it’s fine. I’m okay.”

“No, you’re not okay you literally have a bunch of scratches and bruises on your face because my brother got all pissy.”

“Why was he so mad anyways?”

“ He told me, he doesn’t want me messing with a serpent. But it’s okay, you’re my best friend so I’m not letting it happen.”

Sam and I were really close now. I could feel his breathing on my neck as I cleaned up a scratch on his forehead. I could tell when it hurt him to put the peroxide on it because he grabbed the back of my leg, when they sat on his knee. I had finally fixed up his scratches and stuff. The clock on the microwave read 10:38 once I had finished.

“Do you mind if I just stay here tonight? I doubt I will be okay at home and I don’t want to see my brother. “

“Yeah, totally you can stay as long as you need.” Sam said. He seemed extremely anxious though and I wasn’t sure why. “You can take the bed and I’ll take the floor.”

“No, I can’t kick you out of your own bed. Either we’re both on the bed or I’m on the floor.”

“Fine. We can both have the bed,” this wasn’t the first time we had done this though. When things got bad at home or things with Sam’s dad got too bad, I would stay over to make sure he felt okay.

I kept getting messages from Malachi, so I just completely turned off my phone, I couldn’t take it. Sam fell asleep, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t help, but think how much pain I would cause Sam if anything happened. I couldn’t let him get hurt because of me. Halfway through the night, I got bored so I turned on my phone. I had gotten a lot of texts from Malachi asking where I was, who I was with, and what would happen once I got home. I turned my phone back off after that. I tried falling asleep until Sam had gotten up to go to the bathroom. I could hear him talking to himself through the door.

“ Why are you so scared to tell her? She should know. But if she finds out she probably won’t feel the same and she’d completely drop me as her friend. I can’t just be like Mackenzie, I’ve liked you since we were 13. I can’t just say that.”

I had to fake like I was asleep or I could confront him? Fake sleep it is. I couldn’t just tell him that I’ve felt the same. So I just tried to fall asleep shortly after.

I woke up to an empty bed. I got up and headed to the kitchen to see 4 people in Sam’s living room. None of which I knew and all of them being Serpents, but they all seemed to be around my age.

“Oh, I was just leaving. Sorry to interrupt.” I said, almost running for the door.

“You don’t have to leave, Mack.” Sam said.

I could see two of the other Serpents that I had seen around school talk amongst themselves.

“Mack? Do you know her, Sweet Pea?” the girl on the far corner said.

“ Wait, Mack as in Mackenzie? Mackenzie Martinez?As in Ghoulie leader’s sister?” the boy said, in complete awe.

“Yeah, umm, that’s me. Anyways, Sam, I better g-”

“Sweet Pea, how do you know her? And why does she call you Sam?” the girl said.

“We’re umm. Childhood friends. She’s not like her brother, I promise,” Sam said.

“ I was just born into a gang of drug dealers, so please don’t mind me.”

“I’m Toni,” the girl said.

“I’m Fangs,” the boy said.

“I would love to stay and chat, but I think my brother is about to kill me,sooooo. Anyways, Sam, I might have to come back later if that’s ok.”

“Yeah, that’s totally fine, Mack.”

SAM’S POV

I sighed as she left. I hated to have to see her go back to where her brother was.

“Dude, why didn’t you tell us you and Martinez were friends?” Fangs asked.

“ I just was afraid of something happening to her. She already gets enough at home, plus she’s been there for me all this time. I couldn’t let anything happen to her. “ I say, feeling like I should tell her this.

“You totally like her. I mean I don’t blame you. She’s hot.” Toni says.

“No no no. I don’t.”

Toni and Fangs shared a look saying they knew, too.

“ Fine, I do. But I can never tell her.”

“Why not?” Fangs asked.

“We were already not friends for a while. I can’t go through that again. Plus, everything is against us.” I said, planting down on the coach.

MACK: i just got home. I’ll text you after to see if i’m coming back or not.

ME: okk

“Is that her?” Toni asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Yeah, it is. Leave me alone.”

“Guys, we have to go to the Whyte Worm for the meeting. So let’s go. “

As serpents, we would meet at the Whyte Worm whenever FP said we needed to. Most of the meeting, I wasn’t even paying attention. I was thinking about if Mackenzie was okay or not. She’s been through so much, especially with the fact that she’s only 15. As FP was discussing something, I get a text.

MACK: we need to talk

ME: how serious?

MACK: about two things.

MACK: three things actually. Meet me at the house of the dead.

ME: i can’t go there by myself.

MACK: ok. I obviously won’t be alone either.

I asked Toni and Fangs to come with, because I didn’t trust the Ghoulies.

MACKENZIE’S POV

As soon as I got home, I regretted it. Malachi started yelling at me and he actually hit me

this time which I honestly didn’t expect. I was hoping he would never succumb to that. But I knew it was coming. Nothing else happened, so I just went to my room. As soon as I got there, Malachi came barging in.

“Mack, give me your phone.” He said, holding out his hand.

“Ummm. Why?”

“I want to text your little Serpent Boy.” Malachi said, but he had this devilish look in his eye  

that scared me.

“No.”

“Mackenzie, just understand, you’re involved in this plan either way. So either agree or don’t.”

“Yeah, umm I don’t agree.”

“Ok. Come here, Drew. “

“Malachi, what are you doing.”

“ Give me the phone or you’ll see. “

“I’m not giving you my ph-.”

Before I even knew what was happening, Drew had started punching me as if it were  

Ghoulie initiation and I was a serpent. Malachi walked out as soon as Drew gave him the phone. You laid there in pain, and just waiting for another hit to come to you. After a few minutes, Drew and Malachi came back in and practically dragged you out to the couch outside of the house. Malachi had Drew and another Ghoulie named, Michael, hold me down for a while and of course they had to force me to have jingle jangle .

“Why are we out here?” I said, sounding exhausted.

���Waiting on your Serpent boy to come to the rescue. “ I didn’t even realize that’s why he would have wanted my phone, but I was so scared of what was coming.

I saw Sam pull up with his motorcycle.

“SAM GO IT-” I got interrupted by Michael putting his hand over my mouth.

“I’ll be okay, Mackenzie.”

“Well if it isn’t good old Serpent Boy?” Malachi said, he started to grab his bat and I got so scared for what was coming.

“I just want Mackenzie. That’s all”

“Awwww. How cute? Serpent Boy wants Mackenzie back.” Everything started to go foggy and hazy. I couldn’t focus on anything that was going on in front of me. Once the fight started, everything went to black.

[internationalfandomgirl]

Misunderstanding

Characters: Dean x reader (ish), Boss!Chuck x Assistant!Reader

Summary: You are Chuck’s personal assistant, but have taken the day off. You find yourself in the bar where you meet a handsome guy, but you turn him down only to see him again the next day.

Warnings: some arguing between all characters, drinking, I think that is it.

Word Count: 1,457

A/N: Woof! It has been a long time since I have written anything. Moving to two different countries within one month really screws with you. I am using this for @butiaintgonnaloveem ‘s Tiff’s WTF Challenge. Thank you for extending the deadline, because Chuck knows I wasn’t going to make the original one! My prompt was “Sure you can have my phone number. It’s like having a direct line to God, but better, because I answer.” and t is highlighted below. I feel like this is aweful, and truely deserves a WTF?! but hey, it got me writing again!

*Not my gif, but it made me laugh with the opening scene*

Dean walked up to the door knocking lightly, then waited as he heard shuffling coming from inside.

“Y/N what are you doing here I thought you were taking the day off.” Chuck opened the door and looked up in surprise. Dean raised an eyebrow at him, “oh, you aren’t Y/N.”

“Ummm no, I’m not. Who is Y/N?”

“She is my assistant Dean. What do you want Dean? Anytime a Winchester shows up at my doorstep it isn’t good for me.”

“What, I can’t come visit an old friend every once in a while?”

“No you can’t Dean because you always have a reason.” Chuck walked back into the house leaving Dean to follow him. They walked into the living room and Chuck sat behind his desk.

“Okay, I was nearby and just wanted to check in on you. Make sure you weren’t dead or writing another Supernatural book or something,” Dean shrugged as he sat down, “it’s not like you answer the phone when Sam or I call.”

Chuck shrugs looking over his computer towards Dean, “I’ve been busy working on a book.” Dean shoots a look towards him, “not a Supernatural book, don’t worry. Y/N and I have been working on something she had an idea for. I kind of took the idea and ran with it.

“So are you going to tell me about this assistant of yours or is it going to remain a mystery?”

“Goodbye Dean,” Chuck stood pointing towards the door.

“I was only asking, no need to get all high and mighty on me Chuck. If you don’t want me here all you have to do is ask me to leave.”

“Dean, please leave.” Chuck opened the door waving his arm out the door.

Dean followed Chuck to the door and turned as he stepped outside, “but….”

“It was good to see you again Dean.” Chuck shut the door before Dean could respond.

“That isn’t suspicious at all Chuck,” Dean said shaking his head at the closed door in front of him before turning to head back to the impala.

***A few hours later***

“I’ll take another Robbie,” you said setting your shot glass down on the bar. It wasn’t often that you took time off of work, but you needed to every once in a while.

“That boss of yours gone crazy again Hun,” Robbie asked as he poured you another shot of whisky.

“He isn’t crazy Robbie. He just has a unique process.” You shoot the bartender a glare before downing your shot and placing the glass back on the bar.

“And that is why every time you have a day off you end up here down whisky by yourself Y/N.”

“Just shut up and pour.” Robbie shrugs and turns to pour another shot.

“I will take one of those as well please,” a tall, good looking man had sat down in the stool next to you. Robbie handed you both a shot class as the man turned to you, “cheers.”

You raised your glass to his before downing your shot once again. You smirked as the guy shuddered taking his shot. “Too strong for you buddy?”

“Nah sweetheart, this is the good stuff. Just haven’t had it in a while. Rough day,” he asked nodding towards the many shot glasses sitting in front of you.

“Nope, I just have a day off. I don’t take too many days off so it is nice to let loose when I get the chance ya know?”

“I get it. Another round?” You smiled at him as he called Robbie over to pour another round for the two of you. “My name’s Dean.”

“Y/N.”

“So what’s a girl like you do on her day off then Y/N?” He looked you up and down before a smile appeared on his face.

‘I’d like to do you,’ you thought to yourself smirking a little as you also looked him over. He looked like how you imagined one of the characters in Chuck’s Supernatural books would look. “Oh you know, the stuff I can’t get done when I’m working all the time; laundry, errands, the fun stuff.”

“So are you here drinking because of work of the errands,” Dean chuckled as he took a sip of the drink he had ordered.

“Both honestly. I love working as a personal assistant, but it is a lot. I just need to unwind sometimes; you know?”

Dean let out a huff, “You are preaching to the choir Y/N. I know lots of ways to unwind if you would like some help with that.”

“Oh, what did you have in mind Dean,” you asked raising an eyebrow at him.

“Well I mean we could get out of here if you want,” Dean nodded his head toward the door.

“Not tonight Dean. I have to be up early to get to work in the morning.” His face dropped a little at this. ‘He must not get rejected often,’ you thought to yourself.

“I will be in town for a while longer, can I at least have your number?”

“Sure you can have my phone number. It’s like a direct line to God, but better, because I answer.” You winked at him as you wrote your number on his hand. “Goodnight Dean.”

“Goodnight Y/N.” You felt his eyes on you until the door shut behind you.

**The next morning**

“So how was your day off,” Chuck questioned as he sat down at his desk smiling at you.

“It was good. Got a lot done, had some drinks, rejected a guy who must not get that much.” You smirked at the memories of Dean before taking a sip of your coffee.

“Oh, Y/N the heart breaker now, huh?”

“Oh shut it!” You throw a pillow at Chuck who leans out of the way before it lands with a soft thud behind him. “So, do we have much on the agenda for today Mr. writer man?”

Chuck rolled his eyes at you, “I have a couple chapters I worked on yesterday while you were out having fun that I would like you to proof-read, but other than that I don’t think so.”

You smiled taking the papers he was holding out to you before getting comfortable with you pen on the couch. After reading a paragraph you and Chuck both jumped when there was a heavy knock on the door. You looked at Chuck who shrugged his shoulders before you stood to walk to the door.

“Okay Chuck I lied yesterday when I said I didn’t have a reason to…” Dean stopped in his tracks when he looked up and saw you. “Y/N, I wasn’t expecting to see you.”

“Obviously,” you chuckled as you walked back towards the living room. “So you know Chuck, huh? Or are you staling me Dean?”

“You two have met,” Chuck questioned looking between the two of you.

“We met last night. Chuck is the crazy boss huh?” Dean raised an eyebrow at you feeling cocky.

“I never said he was crazy you idiot. That was Robbie, not me. Did those shots go to your pretty little head?”

“Wait, is Dean the reject,” Chuck interrupted.

“Reject? I am not no reject Chuck!”

“Oh my god! Can we not do this? Why the hell are you here Dean?” You glared at Chuck before looking pointedly at Dean.

“I need to talk to Chuck. Privately,” he glared back at you.

You grabbed the papers you had been reading and started to move towards the door, “No. She can stay. Anything you have to say to me you can say in front of her Dean.” Chuck looked at you with a smile.

“Can I Chuck, does she know?” Dean looked back and forth between the two of you.

“Well, no, but I’ve been meaning to tell her.”

“Can we not talk about ‘her’ like she isn’t in the room,” you questioned putting air quotes around her.

Dean let out a sigh and looked at Chuck waiting for him to continue. “Okay, Y/N. I know you have read all of the Supernatural books, because I asked you to.”

“Seriously,” Dean huffed.

“Shut it Winchester,” Chuck said holding up a hand.

“Wait, Winchester,” you asked looking between the two men before you.

“Y/N, the books are real. Sam and Dean Winchester are real. Everything in those books are true. I am a prophet of the Lord. This,” Chuck pointed at Dean, “is the Dean Winchester in the flesh.

Your head was spinning from what Chuck had just said. Maybe he was crazy after all. “I think I’m going to need a minute to process all of this,” you said sitting on the floor right where you had been standing just a moment prior....

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[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #143

“i’d rather be in battle than slaughtered like cattle.”

Were you happy or sad when you found out your babysitter was coming?  Sad, I had separation anxiety from Mom. Did you have a boyfriend in kindergarten?  No. Did you ever read the "Junie B. Jones" books?  LOVED THEM. Were you friends with your neighbors?  I was friends with a boy down the street. Did you ever play the "Reader Rabbit" computer games?  YESSSSS I LOVED THE BIRTHDAY PARTY ONE. What kinds of games did you play with your friends during Recess?  None really, we just played on the swings and such. What was your favorite kind of cake as a kid?  Chocolate. Who were you last in an elevator with?  Mom. Do you know anyone that has a black belt in karate?  No. If you have a notepad in your phone, what do you use it for the most?  I have tattoo ideas on it lmao. Who is the last child that you took a photo with?  Aubree. How and where did you get your most recent cut?  On the side of my hand.  I was drying my feet off after a shower, and my toenail cut the fuck out of it. ;-;  Pretty sure the scar's gonna be permanent. Would you ever get a nature tattoo?  Yeah, sure. Do you have any locked texts messages?  A few from Sara. Is anyone saved in your phone under a nickname?  My sisters are just "Ash" and "Nicky." Which company provides your car insurance?  I don't have my own car. Have you ever ordered from an informercial?  Nope. When, where, and why did a needle last pierce your skin?  Tattoo parlor in June to get a tattoo. Why did your last relationship end?  I didn't like him like that, I found. Do you have any tan lines?  No. Have you ever had any friends with benefits?  No. How old were you when you became financially independent from your parents?  Lol I'm not. What’s your favorite flavor of potato chip?  Ummmm probs salt and vinegar. Do you have a lock number or pattern for your phone?  No. What was the hardest language you’ve ever tried to learn?  What the super fuck even is Latin. Do you have any food intolerances or allergies?  No.  Well, without my medicine, bananas give me hellish heartburn. What’s the most number of people you’ve ever lived with?  Five.  Mom, Dad, two immediate sisters, and on different occasions my half-brother lived with us, then Dad's daughter stayed here a while. How many college degrees do you want?  Ideally, a master's because that's what is required to be an out-in-the-field zoologist.  I can do some things with lower ones, though. What do you look forward to most in the next two months?  Photographing my first wedding, my nephew's and mom's birthdays, going to see Sara in a little over two. What song explains how you feel about love?  "When It's Love" by Van Halen will always be way up there. Have you ever been IN a wedding?  Yeah, bridesmaid at Ash's. Have you ever been covered in mud?  Probably as a kid? Are there any books you wanna read?  I'm always gonna wanna read Rhett and Link's book, and I wanna start reading Wings of Fire 'cuz it sounds like something I'd like, thanks Sara. What classes are you taking in school? I'm not back in it yet. What is the last song you attempted to play on an instrument? I don't remember.  I took my guitar out months upon months ago to try and mess wi- OH, it was "Sweet Child O' Mine," and it went down horribly lmao. Could you handle being married to the last person you kissed?  That's the plan, buddy. Do you crack your knuckles?  No. How do you react when people sing “happy birthday” to you in a restaurant?  Get really shy and look down, but can't help but smile. Ever been shot by a paintball gun?  No. Have you ever had a significant other with a mental disorder?  Yes. Are you a moaner, a screamer, or totally silent?  The first. Have you ever tried Nutella?  I love that shit. Are there any activities which are “meant for children” that you still enjoy?  Yeah, movies, shows, games... Is there anything you wish you had started doing when you were younger that would have had an impact on or would have helped you with your life today?  Yeah.  I should've worked on social skills way sooner.  I should've fought back younger. Can you read lips?  Not at all. Are you part of any online communities? If so, which ones, and how did you get involved in them?  Only really KM, and because I've been in the meerkat RP community since '05. When vacuuming, do you have a set pattern or do you go willy-nilly?  Somewhat of a pattern. What’s your favorite kind of bread?  Pumpernickel. Who’s your favorite Muppet?  I don't have one. What’s your favorite monster? (can be Monsters Inc, horror films, stories, or myths, whatever)  Probably the Jersey Devil or Mothman.  Or the Dover Demon.  I like cryptozoological stuff okay. Have you ever considered shaving your head? Have you shaved it?  Noooooo. Have you ever seen a polar bear in person?  Yeah, at zoos. What’s your favorite school yard game? (4-Square, Kick the Can, etc)  I think it was called 4-Square... but I'm not sure. Have you ever boycotted anything?  No. Would you fall apart if that last person you kissed walked out of your life?  Um you have no idea. Are you against smoking weed?  Yeah tbh.  However I know there's lots of evidence coming out proving some of its medical uses, but I'm still kinda.  Unsure about medical marijuana. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about your feelings?  Sara. Who of the opposite sex has seen you at your worst?  Jason. Who were you dating this time last year?  Girt. Have you ever smoked pot?  I've only ever been in the presence of people smoking it. Are your ears gauged?  No. Have you ever played beer pong?  No. Do you believe that you are a good girlfriend or boyfriend?  I sure hope so. Would you hug your ex again?  A couple I would. Do you like to climb trees?  I wouldn't know. Name your three closest friends.  Sara, Colleen, then probably Alex?  Although she hasn't been talking to me lately. What is the best kind of Girl Scout cookie?  I loved the chocolate and PB ones. Do you like it or hate it when your partner is clingy?  To a degree, I like it.  Shows they really do care. What kind of jelly do you buy?  Grape. Is your dad overweight?  He's underweight. Do you know all the words to “Don’t Trust Me” by 3oh!3?  I don't feel like playing it in my head but maybe 'cuz that song was my shit. What movies have you cried to?  Oh yeesh, I'm a fucking baby.  The Notebook, A Walk to Remember, Old Yeller, Logan, The Outsiders, Titanic, The Hunger Games (I think), and how could I almost forget Forrest Gump.  I knoooow there's more tho. Do you love substitute teachers?  No.  We would sit around doing nothing. Does your personality generally fall in line with gender stereotypes?  Not really? What’s your favorite movie soundtrack?  Off the top of my head, maybe Blair Witch Project 2: Book of Shadows. If you could own any 3 fictional objects from any book/movie/show, what would you choose? (does not have to all be from the same book/movie/show)  I legitimately want to commission someone to make a wooden model of Lord Emon's mask from Shadow of the Colossus.  I want so much SotC stuff, but shit expensive man.  Ummm having the Seal of Metatron from SH3 would be an awesome lil collectable.  OH YEAH and why the hell not have a hearthstone from WoW so I can go home in a jiffy whenever I want. :'D How far away do you live from the last place you lived?  Like... 10-15 minutes? Do you know anyone who’s had their kids taken by Child Protective Services?  No. You’re in a food court, what do you feel like eating?  Pizza, probably. Have you ever seen someone sleepwalk?  Yes, my younger sister.  She legit tried to go outside, but I obviously stopped her (I was the only one in the room). Have you ever thought about getting your tongue pierced?  Yes, and I would if I didn't have a damn retainer. If you had to move in with a friend, which one would you pick?  I'd move in with Sara any day. How does alcohol affect you?  Okay so I handle alcohol extremely well so I've never seen serious changes... but I do know if I'm tipsy, I'm more talkative and outgoing.  I don't think my face flushes anymore. When was the last time you had a cold or flu?  Holy shit I couldn't tell you for a cold.  I've never had the flu, thankfully. Have you ever watched Parks and Recreation?  Girt and I watched a few episodes.  It wasn't bad, but the fact still stands that I can't really get into TV. What is your favorite kind of pasta?  Typical spaghetti and meatballs. What color is your shampoo?  Pink. Is there a special someone in your life right now?  Yes. If so, tell me your favorite thing about their personality and their looks:  She's strong as fuck and her smile's to die for. Ever made a guy cry?  Yeah. Has a guy ever made you cry?  For over a year straight lmao. What’s the worst goodbye you’ve ever had to say?  To Jason. What make up product do you never use? It'd be easier to tell you only what I do use.  I only ever wear eyeliner and then sometimes eye shadow, mascara, lipstick, and very rarely foundation. What is one place you have been to and hated?  Uhhhh idk. Have you ever seen a jellyfish?  In aquariums, yes.  So majestic. Did anyone ever draw on your face when you were sleeping? No. Have you ever done that to someone else?  No. Were you ever chased by an animal?  Only pets playfully. Have you ever started talking to someone that you thought was someone else?  Omfg I did this a good number of months back at the tat parlor and the embarrassment will stay with me forever. Name one person of the same sex as you that you wouldn’t mind dating? Okay so I'm not gonna be a smartass and say "my girlfriend," I'll actually answer this as if we weren't together.  I'd date Suzy Hanson in a heartbeat, come at me Arin.  Fuckin sweetheart. Do you know any vegans?  No. What’s your best friend’s pet’s name(s)?  Sara: Martha, Crowley, Little Dot, Buster, Mabel, Doris.  Idk the toads' and fishes' names yet.  Colleen: Miracle and Maxwell. When was the last time you were disappointed?  Two or so days ago, real bad.  Mom put aside buying the concert tickets regardless of how many times I reminded her, and now we can't go. Have you ever been on a blind date? No, not my thing. If you have a job, who’s your closest friend at work?  No job. Do you see yourself married in the next five years?  Probably at least engaged.  Maybe married.

[dammitadolfnomorecake]

Chapter 7... is live on ao3

By some small miracle both Eren and Levi were still alive after their first month together... but that might have been because the only time Eren had seen Levi was when the alpha dropped him off or picked him up from work. In fact he'd seen more of Isabel and Petra than he had Levi, and as for Petra... he had no words for the woman at all. She wasn't impressed that he was still around and even less impressed when he asked her to leave because Levi wasn't home. She'd stayed and watched his every move until she finally called Levi to complain that he was being rude. Whatever Levi saw in Petra, Eren really didn't. Isabel on the other hand... he loved Isabel like a sister already. The few times he'd needed things signed for school, Isabel had happily taken care of it and her coming to the tea store when he was working had become a regular thing and the highlight of his day. Sometimes it was hard to believe the woman really worked in a morgue, she was just so happy all the time.

With the start of the new school year just around the corner, Eren was fast running out of excuses as to why Mikasa and Armin couldn't come hang out at his house. He'd told his mum he didn't want them to know about Levi, and as confused as she was over it, she hadn't forced him to explain. Currently sitting in the tea shop, Eren was once again trying to tune out Armin. They couldn't hang out at his place because his friend's grandpa had been sick, and Mikasa's... actually, he had no idea why they couldn't hang out at Mikasa's

"Eren, you're doing that thing again"

"What thing?"

"That thing where you're not paying attention"

Faking a yawn, Eren nodded

"Sorry, work just seemed to go on forever"

Armin frowned

"It's not just today, you've been out of it for weeks now"

"He's right Eren, what's been going on with you?"

"Nothing guys..."

Nothing had been going on... he was just living in place that still felt like a display house, with a man who hadn't seemed to warm up to him at all. No. That was a lie. Levi was dropping him off at work and picking him up when their schedules overlapped, and the alpha had brought him a box of fruit loops in an attempt to make an effort. If he was honest, he was the one who wasn't trying... but only because every time he tried he'd failed or embarrassed himself miserably. One time he'd tried to be nice and make dinner, but Levi was more concerned with the fact he'd scraped the teflon on frying pan and he'd been banned from cooking anything that was more complex than pressing the buttons on the microwave

"Eren, we're suppose to be your best friends"

"And you guys are... I've just been working stupid hours, that's all"

"Fine. If you don't want to tell us, you can at least treat us tonight"

Tonight? What the hell was happening tonight? As far as he knew he had a date with his bed...

"As long as it's within reason..."

"Great. See, I told you he really wasn't listening Mikasa"

Mikasa shrugged, but she still looked slightly worried. Trying not to upset them further, Eren let out a long breath and tried to play it cool

"We could still go out tonight"

"I can't, I need to be home in case grandpa needs me"

"Right. Sorry. I guess I really am more scattered than I thought"

Hearing his alarm start to beep, Eren slid his phone free from his pocket

"What's with the alarm?"

"It's so I don't forget to take my suppressants"

Armin wrinkled his nose in disgust

"If you met your alpha you wouldn't need to be on those"

"Yeah. But what if I met my alpha and he didn't want me?"

"Eren, I'm sure when you meet your alpha he's going to want you. All alpha's want their omegas"

"Armin, I really don't think that's the case. Being an omega sucks"

"I don't know... I don't think I would mind being an omega"

"Try saying that after your first heat. It's horrible"

"I guess we'll find out when I present. Still, I think you're making too much out of this omega thing. Especially if you have to set alarms for your suppressants"

Ignoring his delusional friend, Eren shook out a tablet from his phone cover and swallowed it down. He really needed to go back to the doctor about them as he was sure they weren't working as well as they used to, but didn't want to involve Levi or his mother. He didn't want his mum to worry any more than she did, and didn't want to show Levi any kind of weakness.

Looking up, out of habit, as the bell attached to the store door rang Eren smiled as Isabel walked in... before realising she didn't know that his friends didn't know about him and Levi

"Do you know her?"

"Yeah, she's a regular here. Give me a second"

Rising to cross over to Isabel, the woman immediately pulled him into a hug

"Hey Eren, how have you been?"

"Not bad. How's work?"

"Eesh. There was a huge crash on the freeway, so we're totally backed up at the moment"

Yep. He had zero envy for her and Levi

"I'm just here to get coffee for Erwin, and Levi's tea of course. How about you? Are those your friends?"

"Yeah. That's Armin and Mikasa... that's kind of why I wanted to talk to you. They don't know about me and Levi..."

"Oh! You were worried I was going to spill the beans! You're right, I probably would have. But can I ask why they don't know?"

"Because Armin has all these romantic ideas about my alpha sweeping me off my feet"

Isabel promptly began giggling, before letting out a loud laugh

"Levi wouldn't know how to sweep anyone off their feet, let alone someone taller than him"

Eren couldn't help but snort with laughter

"You're right. He would totally kill us if he could hear us right now"

"Yep! Anyway, I need to get those drinks and your friends are watching us"

"Yeah. I should probably get back to them. Oh, wait, Isabel, I need a favour"

"Anything for you sweetie"

"I need to see a doctor, but I don't want mum or Levi knowing"

Isabel's smile dropped away

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah. It's just my suppressants"

"Oh..."

"Pretty much"

"Hmm, I actually think I can help you out. Do you think you can come by the morgue in like an hour? I have a friend who's a doctor and if it's for me, he'll see you right away"

"But what about work?"

"Oh, I don't actually deal with the bodies. I'm more like the go between for the families and the funeral homes and all those sorts of things"

"So you can get time off?"

"For you I can. Just message me when you get there and I'll come meet you"

"Isabel, you're amazing!"

Isabel pulled him in for a tight hug

"I know. Sometimes I'm so amazing I scare myself"

Returning to his friends, both of them stared at him in curiosity

"So she's just a regular?"

"Isabel is kind of a friend of friend, and a regular here. She totally has no filter"

"Great, so she's a female version of you"

"Hey! What's that supposed to mean?"

Mikasa shrugged

"It is what it is. You are kind of stubborn and you never think before you speak"

"I do too"

"Mhmm... anyway, she seems pretty into you"

Eren scrunched his face up

"No. Just no. She's... no"

"If you aren't paired up with your alpha, you could totally date her"

"You guys do realise she's already in her 20's"

"No way"

"Yep"

"Ok. Yeah. No. That would be weird"

"But his alpha could be older than him"

"Or he could be younger..."

"But if he's older, he might have that rugged charm..."

"Armin, just how old are you making my alpha?"

"Ummm... I don't know. Like 25?"

Well Levi was older than that...

"Armin that's gross"

And of course Mikasa didn't approve. There really was no way he could tell them about Levi and expect them to understand. Even if he told them they weren't sexually involved, they probably wouldn't believe him... or at least Armin wouldn't. If he was a dreamer, than his friend was in a whole other league.

It was only another half an hour before Mikasa and Armin both had to leave and Eren began the walk to the morgue. It was so weird to think that his alpha was working on someone who'd been living and breathing only a few hours earlier... it was also incredibly sad. Everything that person had thought and all their pain and struggles were now gone and with time they'd be forgotten completely. Life was sad like that. Everyone was born and struggled through the best they could until they died. And when they did, all the hate and pain and sadness and happiness and love went with them. Everything that hurt so badly at the time and shaped them into who they were was just gone like that. Some day he'd be one of those people... feeling a shiver run up his spine at the thought, he walked a little faster. The sooner he got to Isabel, the sooner he got away from the morgue.

[it-refused]

Working Title: Forward, Back (5/?)

Summary:  Knowing what’s going to happen doesn’t mean Sans can stop it.  Maybe he could’ve put it off forever.  Sans decides to go.

Rating: T

Part Summary: Sans has a bad dream and hangs out with Alphys.  There’s robot tag.

>>First Part<<

C/N: Mental Illness

In the middle of a warm sunny day and surrounded by people, Sans felt a shock.  It was like ice water was dumped down the back of his spine.  

He stopped walking and slowly turned around, 180°.  There was a shape, there, behind him.  There was a face, like a mask, with two asymmetrical eye sockets staring right into his.   The figure had a white outline that filled up with bright light that made the inside of Sans' skull loud with static.

Sans slowly lifted his hand.  He had a headache already.  "hey."

He thought he saw shapes, words, shaking in the air.  Sounds, too, almost like a voice.

"sorry, pops," Sans heard himself say.  "didn't get a word of that."  

The voice cut off. Sans blinked rapidly, trying to clear the afterimages from his vision.  Dad was gone.

The person Sans was walking with asked him if he had stopped for a phone call.  

"nah.  you didn't see the weirdo following us?  heh."  

No one else would see him.  Sans knew that.  Dad was shattered across time and space. There were a couple bigger pieces hanging around.  He wasn't so much stopping for a visit as he was just a little bit always there.

Well, there was no fixing it.  

That night he uncovered his homemade telescope and fussed with it for a little while.  He'd tossed a tarp over it after his last visit from his dad, intending to leave it outside until it rotted.  The months hadn't been kind to it, but it hadn't gone completely back to its natural garbage state quite yet.

"hey, pops," Sans said.  "you there?"  

Everything stayed quiet.  

"oh well.   look, you trying to tell me something?  you've been showing up a lot lately.  now's your chance.  you show up right now, i'm all ears.  heh."  He finished setting up and peered through the eye piece.  "lay it on me."

No visions, no sound.  Whatever triggered the visits wasn't happening.  Sans hung around and found all the planets that were visible.  If anyone asked what he'd been up do, he'd tell them he was "checking out uranus" and they'd probably leave it alone.  

The night stayed quiet.

--

Something felt off-kilter.  The smell of dust in the lab was thick, overpowering. Sans was looking at blueprints, and was sure he had never been doing anything else.

He couldn't make out specific words or lines on the blueprints anymore, but they seemed to have meaning, anyway.  They shifted and he was struck by a realization.  The answer had been staring him in the face.  He could fix everything, now.

Sans knew he needed to call Alphys so she could bring over materials and confirm he was correct.  He reached for his phone.

He woke and, not entirely aware yet, he fumbled for his real phone and brought up Alphys' number.  

Sans rubbed his head and groaned.  What a stupid dream.  At least a real nightmare made a cool story.  

Before he set the phone back on the nightstand, he took another look at the picture he had set for Alphys' contact info.  She was in one of her cosplay wigs.  Undyne had her arm over her shoulders, and Alphys looked happy.  

The details of the dream were slipping away, but that didn't matter. When he'd had that one before and tried to hold onto them, his burst of inspiration always turned out to be something like rubbing the broken machine with vinegar or sticking a car engine into it and having Papyrus drive it.  His idea was always something random related to what he'd been doing that day.

Sans wished his own head would quit jerking him around.

Grillby made a confused crackling sound and pushed at the hand Sans was still holding the phone in.  His meaning was clear enough.  He should put it down and go back to sleep.

"snack time.  want me to grab something for you?"

Grillby dropped his head back down.  

"more for me."

Sans carried his phone into the living room.  Soozen was on the couch, an entire box of cookies (box included) halfway in her mouth.

"hey, kiddo," Sans said.  He noticed she had an unopened bag of chips next to her, too.  Maybe Papyrus was right when he said there was a major growth spurt on the horizon.  "let me have some chips and what's happening here is between you and me."  

She nodded.  The pact was sealed.  

He carried his phone and a handful of chips into the kitchen and settled in at the table.  It was a little after four in the morning.

"heeeeey, alphys, my best buddy."  

"S-sans? What the hell are you--wait.  is-is someone sick? Dead??"  Her voice went up in pitch the longer she talked.

"nah."

"W-well, good!  I was about to say 'someone better be dead' and then I thought 'what if they actually are, Alphys, oh my god?'"  

"you up?"

"No!  Well, now I am!!  I guess!"  He heard her sigh.  "I didn't want to wake up Undyne answering my phone in the middle of the night, like a jerk."

Yeah, this was a bad idea.  Still, Sans felt himself relaxing, hearing her voice.  She'd really tried to help him, back in the day.  

He hadn't been the best friend to her.  He wanted to excuse himself because he'd been dealing with a lot at the same time she was, but that was probably just a cheap excuse for being lazy.  

"geez, it's later than i thought.  sorry, buddy."  

"Uhoh. I know what this is!"

"uh. what is it."

"It's been years since we had a, you know, club meeting."  

"oh right."  

"W-well then, get over here.  I, uh, have a couple movies we could watch and I can grab some snacks!  I mean, if you want."

It was their club for monsters with shit sleeping schedules.  It met only in the middle of the night and they were the only members. Alphys was the founder and she had given Sans the title "first officer."  He hadn't wanted it.

Sans didn't reply right away, so the next thing Alphys said had a nervous edge to it.

"...that's not why you c-called, is it?  God, sorry, just please tell me what it is so I can climb out the bottom of this trash can, okay?"  

"nah. that was it."  He'd just wanted to hear her say something, but getting out of the house actually sounded like a good idea.  "i'll be there--" he took a short cut "--two seconds ago." He spoke from directly behind her.

She jumped and electricity bolted out of the end of her phone.  She was still holding it to her ear, so the lightning singed the floor.  

A panel in the wall opened up and a small robot rolled up to the spot and hit it with a fire extinguisher.  

"Sans! Just for that, we're watching the movie I know you'll hate."

"i'll watch anything," Sans said.

She patted the little robot on the head.  "Even if you don't like it, you should at least appreciate it.  The animation is top tier even if the fanservice almost crosses the line into exploitation.  Uh.  It’s sci fi!"  

They went downstairs into her work room.  Robot parts were scattered around and plans were tacked up on the wall next to pictures of anime characters Alphys found inspirational.  There was an old, worn couch in the back of the room for her to pass out on if she'd worked too long without taking a break, and a very expensive looking television in front of that.  Sans would've gone for the nice couch and the crap TV if he'd been the one making the choice, but everyone had their own priorities.  

"This really takes me back!"  Alphys said, as she set up the television.  "Feeling like garbage in some dirty basement in the middle of the night!"

"yeah. i'm getting all, uh, nostalgic."  

"Right?? Except, in the bad way?  Like, thank god I'm not back then!   Nostalgic for right now?  No, ignore me.  That doesn't make any sense."

"i dunno."  Sans yawned and stretched out.  He needed to send a message to Grillby, but he didn't want to wake him up again.  "feels like we're all still back down there sometimes, anyway."  Time travel was a rip off, Sans decided.  All you had to do to stay in the past was have a lot of messed up stuff happen so you always felt like part of you was back there when it happened.  All that scientific research and there'd turned out to be a much lazier way to go back that didn't risk destroying reality.

"God!   You're in a bad mood."  She sat down next to him.  "But, yeah.  I wake up in the middle of the night and come down here, and when I open the door I feel like I'm going to step right into my old lab and all the stuff I did to make that...not right, really, but better--it's going to just be gone."

"that sucks."  He patted her arm.  

"Yeah, I know!"   She turned on the movie.  

There was an edge to the conversation.  There was always that chance that it could literally happen--they could wake up back then, and everything good they'd had since then would be gone.  That sucked.  

He was really tired.

Sans watched an anime character with carefully but unbelievably animated breasts swoop around in the movie intro.  "wow."  Well, this was distracting.  

Alphys started to explain the plot, since it was a movie based on an anime Sans hadn't seen.  Sans started to fall asleep.

He heard footsteps tromping down the stairs, and opened one eye socket to see if it was Undyne or one of the kids.  

"Hey!"   Undyne stage whispered.  "When did this loser get here?"

Alphys paused the show.  

"hey," Sans said.  "you can see i'm awake, pal."  

"Oh!  Sorry!  When'd you get here, loser?"  She laughed and came over to smack him affectionately on the shoulder, but he decided to sit on the other side of the couch.

"Uh, we decided to watch a movie," Alphys said.  "Kind of a weird time for it, but...um..."

"nah. i think you've gotta watch a show like this when no one else is awake."

"Time is a meaningless social construct anyway, am I right?  Eheheheh..."

"Well, shove over and let me watch, too!  I love this one!"  

Now that Undyne was there, she and Alphys started to discuss the intricacies of the plot.  Sans' skull fell back and he let their impassioned discussion of something he didn't care about act as white noise to nod off to.  

"So, what's his deal?"  Undyne asked.  Sans was still awake, but he guessed he looked like he was out.

"Ummm...like a bad dream, maybe," Alphys said.  

"still awake," Sans said, before the conversation got embarrassing. "maybe i just missed the sound of alphys' voice.  you think of that?"

"Ha, right!"  Undyne reached over Alphys and gripped his shoulder. "Just cop to it!  No one cares!  We're not going to think you're any more of a wimp because you had a nightmare.  I have them all the time, and I can kick anyone's butt!"

"It's true!  It's completely normal," Alphys said.  "The kids get them pretty bad."

"We woke up just a couple nights ago because Striker was wailing her friggin heads off.  I couldn't even get it out of her what she'd been dreaming about."

"man, you two are really giving me a revelation here.  people have bad dreams.  wow, thanks."  

"Hey, Sans?  Don't be a jerk!" Alphys said.

"yeah, sorry.  you're helping me out."  And neither of them had even mentioned that they probably had to get up early and haul some kids to school.

"And don't forget it!"  Undyne's hand was digging in so hard he was starting to worry about HP loss.  "Because we'll do it any time, no problem."  She was smiling.

Jeez, he really must look like he was messed up.  "thanks."

She sighed and let go of him.  He rotated his shoulder.  It still worked, some how.  "You know--this movie's great, but there's something that really distracts me when I need it!"  

"ok?"

"Robot tag!"  She jumped up and grabbed a loose robot arm off the floor.  It looked a little like an extra one of Mettaton's.  

"Maybe we should just watch the show?"  Alphys said.  

Undyne came after her with the robot arm.  

"W-wait! Let me get a hiding space, or a head start--or something!" Alphys scrambled off the couch.  

"you'd better get armed, alphs," Sans said.  

"You aren't getting out of this, either!" Undyne said.  "Arm YOURSELF!"

"k."  He got off the couch and picked up the closest robot leg.  

Sans spent half an hour leaning against the edge of the couch holding a robot leg while Alphys and Undyne chased each other around their basement.  It did give him something to look at when the women in Alphys' movie started to get weird.  

Undyne suddenly charged at him and he dodged out of the way to the other side of the couch.  Alphys popped right up from where she'd been hiding behind it and booped him in the back of the skull with a robot hand.  

Alphys laughed, delighted at herself.  "You're so predictable!"

"And, you're SO IT!"  Undyne added.  "Teaming up is the key to victory!"  She ran over and gave Alphys' robot hand a high five with her robot arm.  

That was a little annoying.  "k," Sans said.  

"N-nothing can defeat the p-power of...of...love!  And friendship!" Alphys exclaimed.  They were both so excited about tagging him.  

"k."   He decided to get Alphys back, since she was the one who actually got him.  He looked at her.

"Jeez...uh...maybe...tone down your creep eye?"  Alphys said.  "And, um---no tag backs!"

Sans was sure that wasn't true, since Alphys and Undyne had been chasing each other and mostly ignoring him until then, but ok.  He turned his glowy blue eye that was totally cool and not at all creepy onto Undyne.

"I'd like to see you TRY, punk!"

"ok."

When Grillby asked him how his late night hang-out with Alphys had gone, Sans shrugged and said "it was mostly just weird."  The game had ended for Sans when a stampede of children came down the stairs at six in the morning and joined in.  He'd given up his leg to some tyke way more excited about physical activity than he was, and gone home.  

He finished watching the movie at home.  He hated it, sure, but he still needed to know the ending.  Alphys gloated when he told her that, and said there was a sequel if he needed to stop by again.  

He had the best friends in the world.  

>>Next Part<<

[michaelguyyo]

1 thru 70, go binch

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

Yeah I love my mom a lot, I talk to her almost every day. I’d like to believe I have a good relationship with my dad, but he passes a few years ago. So it’s more of an emotional relationship than anything real and back and forth. There have definitely been rough patches though!

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

Yikes, I haven’t really said ‘I love you’ nearly as much as I used to nor as much as I think it. But probably my mom, sorry that’s a cop out answer lmao

03: Do you regret anything?

The fuck who doesn’t regret things. Yeah I regret hurting people all the time, I still have regrets for things I’ve done to people.

04: Are you insecure?

Nope. Yes. Ummm….. Fuck. Physically? No, not at all. But I definitely think everyone hates me all the time lmao. If you don’t hate me, actually if you like me, hmu and tell me it would always make my day even if we’re close friends and I should know it.

05: What is your relationship status?

In a relationship with a dork, she far away tho

06: How do you want to die?

Honestly? I don’t. I can’t think of a single way I’d die and be satisfied about it. Growing old and passing in my sleep sounds like a torment of age. Old age is kinda a nightmare to me. But it’s not like I want to die in my 50′s either, that’s sad af.

07: What did you last eat?

If we talkin like real food, chicken nuggets last night. Not real food? Candy. Don’t judge me. I know I should eat. Telling me won’t help I’m dying.

08: Played any sports?

I was a competitive gymnast at a super young age, but besides that I wouldn’t say I’ve played any real sports. Marching Band? Some would argue for that, but ehhhhhhhh.

09: Do you bite your nails?

Nope, not really. And I don’t really get nail biting. I think my nails are too thick cause it just makes me super uncomfortable

10: When was your last physical fight?

I punched a friend about a year ago I believe. Wouldn’t really say I’ve ever gotten into a real physical fight. They always dissolve.

11: Do you like someone?

Sometimes

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

I really don’t think so, I think I’d die.

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

I don’t think I’ve ever truly hated anyone. Some people I find annoying, or hurtful. But I still have positive opinions of them. People are important.

14: Do you miss someone?

Yeah I miss tons of people all the frickin time!! Lizz is too far away from me, my mom is all the way up by Santa Barbara and so is Nikki. Hell Amber is in freakin Germany for christ’s sake. All of that and I haven’t seen Zany in months????

15: Have any pets?

I have two cats! They’re sisters and I love them.

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

I have a bit of a headache, I’m stressed out of my mind, I haven’t really taken care of myself today, but otherwise I’m enjoying the day. Much like every single day.

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

Yeah of course lmao make out everywhere

18: Are you scared of spiders?

They creep me out yeah, not as bad as some people though

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

Reaaaaallllyyy depends. If it’s just like a re-experience of a vivid memory, hell yeah. If I had to make choices all over again? I doubt I could do much better. If I had to live through certain points in my life all over again I’d probably die. And finally if it were like FAAAAR back to see some cool shit and then go back to the future, hell fuckin yes I would.

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

In my home I believe. Although I hate the word snogged.

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

:)

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

Yikeees. Probably??? I’m too young for this I don’t know if I want to adopt or have my own kids or dammit. Probably both?? I don’t want more than 4 or less than 2 I imagine.

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

Nope, zilch

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

I’m usually really solid in math, but I’ve come to find that those skills don’t carry super well past Algebra 2, my favorite of maths. Besides that, I’m killing it in programming right now and somehow I have an A in French.

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

Yes??? Again, my dad of course but also Amanda and her family left a pretty sizable hole in my life but I’m doing okay. It’s not like I’d ever consider getting back with her, I think we weren’t healthy for each other but gosh do I just miss their personalities and all. 

26: What are you craving right now?

Affection. That’s it. Sleep maybe?

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

I wish I could answer no, but lmao that’s unrealistic. Yeah I’ve hurt people.

28: Have you ever been cheated on

I’d say so, but I guess it’s arguable. Not really is the real answer.

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

Again, of course. Don’t have much details for this one.

30: What’s irritating you right now?

Nagging head and neck pains as always. Copious stress makes me wanna cry. But generally I just wanna find a place to move in next month because we got denied for the last one for some pretty bullshit reasons.

31: Does somebody love you?

Lmao I hope so

32: What is your favourite color?

Purple! Always

33: Do you have trust issues?

…No? I don’t think

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

I never remember the majority of my dreams. If I answered this this morning I probably could give you a better response.

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

My landlord and her husband I think, fuck them tho.

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

Absolutely not, I’m usually the one who needs a second chance. I give people the chances they deserve, which in my opinion is as many as they’re willing to genuinely try.

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

Forgive. People don’t forget when others hurt them, that’s not a thing.

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

lol, no

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

14 I think? That sounds about right.

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

Hm…… Probably, but I can’t quite remember

51: Favourite food?

Beef with onions and bell pepper, with some rolls. Always kills me. Maybe throw in an artichoke. No need to make it complicated.

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

I think people who believe in this concept either have a ton of faith or they’ve never experienced real tragedy. But no. I think people do shitty things sometimes and you can’t excuse them because of some master plan.

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

I was playing some PUBG with the boys, then I watched a bit of Gotham.

54: Is cheating ever okay?

What? No. Doesn’t mean it doesn’t happen but no it isn’t okay

55: Are you mean?

Yeeeaaaaah I probably get that a lot, talk to me though I really do try.

56: How many people have you fist fought?

Again, I’ve punched maybe 3 people? But I wouldn’t really call it a fist fight.

57: Do you believe in true love?

Believe? Eh. Hope? Yeah I hope there’s true love.

58: Favourite weather?

Generally I like Summer weather, but recently I’ve been really vibin with this Fall shit. It lit.

59: Do you like the snow?

Don’t know, never seen it fall

60: Do you wanna get married?

Eventually?

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

Yes! Of course!

62: What makes you happy?

Lizz makes me happy most the time! Friends make me happy a lot. Receiving snapchats from people when it isn’t their streak? Giddy af.

63: Would you change your name?

Nope, love my name.

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

At this point in time? Ya she’s far away. But if she were here I think I could push past the nerves and do it.

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

kiss. them. on. the. mouth. (just kidding, right now I’m not single. So nothing but try and talk em out of it obviously. But in the world where I am single, see “kiss them on the mouth”)

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

Yeah of course, I’m not fake around my friends. At least I don’t think I am. So all of em honestly but mostly Nikki and Amber I’m pretty straight forward with.

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

Talking to Lizz right now, in person? Bethani

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

Ummm…. I just talked to Amber bout some things that bothered us if that counts. But I don’t really know. The people I talk to when most of my problems come up are Lizz, Nikki, Amber, and Hunter I’d say. Sometimes I think they get sick of it (especially Amber lmao)

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

See answer 57?

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

I’d like to believe I would, but again, no death for me pls, so I’d have to really think on it. I think most people believe they’d dive in front of a car for someone they cared about but I really don’t know how I’d respond in that case

Hell yeah thanks for the questions you’re the best!!!! Haven’t answered questions on Tumblr in forever

[hatchibomitar]

1-70

alright this has been sitting here for like a month and im tipsy so im gonna fkin answer it

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

i have a great relationship with my mom!!

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

my girlfriend 😊😊😊😊❤❤

03: Do you regret anything?

oh sure i do! lots of little things. that’s anxiety babey. but i don’t regret any choices that have got me to where i am today

04: Are you insecure?

it depends on the day, i am some of the time - but it’s a huge improvement from the past omg

05: What is your relationship status?

in a RELATIONSHIP with the LOVE OF MY LIFE 

06: How do you want to die?

i do Not like this question ! goodbye thot

07: What did you last eat?

salsa chicken and rice, and zucchini!!!!! and i might annihilate a pint of ice cream later

08: Played any sports?

yes omg i played soccer and lacrosse!!! i love lacrosse sm.

09: Do you bite your nails?

nope i never have! i used to rip them off though lmfao! not the whole thing!!!!! jsust bits

10: When was your last physical fight?

never lmao

11: Do you like someone?

yes

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

no oh my goodness i would literally die

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

sober kaiden might be all dramatic and say yes but white claw kaiden says No :-)

14: Do you miss someone?

yes :( i want to be Kissed!

15: Have any pets?

yA omg i have 2 cats at my mom’s house!!!!! i cannot wait until i can have my own pet

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

i’m actually feeling fgreat, it’s basically my summer break rn and usually i’d feel terrible with no strict plans of what to do, but today was so much fun. i had a great time just fuckin around. im very optimistic

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

HEHEHE oh my gosh, i don’t kiss and tell, but yes i do actually. ok so not a public bathroom but someone else’s bathroom at a party, yes, and my own bathroom, yes, and someone else’s bathroom, yes! i just love bathrooms (wow i sound so cis)

18: Are you scared of spiders?

not especially ! i am Not good at capturing them and also i cannot kill them, but i am sometimes ok with just letting them chill. ok maybe i lied. it depends

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

no 😤

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

the brit Popped Out! the last place was, the airport when i dropped my girlfriend off :(((((

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

omg well it’s still the weeknd rn? it’s sunday night. and my plans were: d&D!!!!!! and it was SO FUN!!! but next weekend, im seeing my bestie graduate college along w my other mt friends, and then on sunday i’m driving home 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍😍

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

Yes I Do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!i ‘m not super sure, maybe 2? 1 would be fine too but also i feel like siblings are great, even tho they’re terrible at the same time. like i’d face my brother in ritual combat but i would also slap a high schooler in the face for being mean to him, yknow

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

i do! i have 2 closed up ear holes. 

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

i was always great great great at english/reading/spelling! now i’m in college so like uhhh . i get to choose my subjects. so my best is photography ahah!! but i’m not bad at writing :-)

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

not desperately. sometimes i feel the urge to reconnect with old friends tho

26: What are you craving right now?

a Kiss!!!!!!

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

wait omg first i have a story. so on facebook they used to have those things where you’d answer questions, like this, in a note. i got tagged to do one so i did. let me set the scene. it was sophonmore year of high schoool. im 16. i’d broken up with my first “real” boyfriend a few months ago. so i was tagged for this shindig right.? it got to this very same question: have you ever broken someone’s heart? and i thought about this kid who i dated for 2.5 months...and i was like....well, clearly, he’s devastated we aren’t together! so i answered “Yes. Unfortunately.” ooohhhhh..... the drama.......the absolute emotion..... riveting.... who was he ? i was probably listening to jonas brothers SOS at the time.

anyway, how am i supposed to actually know ? like does sometone have to say “u broke my heart?” bc if so no one’s said that. but my last gf took the breakup v hard so maybe ? but i don’t wanna plant emotions in to anyone’s skull!

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

one of my exes sexted her friends. jury is still out on whether that counts, please lmk me know ur thots. kaelin, if ur out there, i’m so.................................happy that i haven’t spoken a word to you for 3 years. fuck off !

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

Yes

30: What’s irritating you right now?

real quick, an update on the chocolate ice cream situtiaon. i’ve cracked open my pint, as well as another hard seltzer. i’ve also lit a candle. it’s a real production

anyway, no ! oh hahahah. sorry. thought it shaid who’s irritating you. ummm, personal stuff! but im not like mad. just personal drama

31: Does somebody love you?

lors of people do! and lots of people love You Too!!!!! you’re a delight!

32: What is your favourite color?

i LOVE yellow !!!!!!!!!!!! and blue, specifically teal! but not too dark of a teal you km,now ?

33: Do you have trust issues?

depends what im trusting them with !

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

i had a nightmare that i was sabrina the teenage witch and another witch was chasing me on a rooftop trying to kill me :(

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

hmmm idk actually bc it’s hbeen hard for me to cry lately :( probably maya ?

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

to be honest i don’t think i’ve often had the chance to Give a second chance

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

idk man iuhhh it’s kinda hard to just literally completely forget! and mnaybe not as healthy!

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

that’s kinda premature, it’s only april!!! but i suppose may is soon. idk im not sure! maybe every year is the best year of my life :-)

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

20 bb

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

i have ANaughT

51: Favourite food?

i would give up everything for a bgagel. i also LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVEE sushi! my fave roll is i think either spicy tuna w the spicy sawce or seared salmon ora spicy tuna hand roll. i fuck sushi

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

this is a hard question for me to answer bc i want to say yes but also i don’t think abuse or murder or bad things or unnecessary death happens for any reason other thna, it just does sometimes and that sucks real bad. so idk. i don’t think everything has a grand purpose. but i blieve in my life, everything that’s happened to me has in fact led me to where i am today and i’m learning and healing and growing. that being said i could do without some of the things that have happend to me!

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

read a storm of swords :00000

54: Is cheating ever okay?

no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the point of cheating is it’s a breach of Trust! and that’s not okay!

55: Are you mean?

i hope not :(

56: How many people have you fist fought?

what is with u brits

57: Do you believe in true love?

depends what u mean by true love...like in fairytales? i think true love is just loving someone so much you’re willing to work on whatever you need to to keep them. not unconditional in the sense of “even if they’re mean i still love them” but unconditional in the sense of “even if u fart in front of me i don’t care, and even if you go through hardship and aren’t yourself for a while i will still love you because im with u for real”

58: Favourite weather?

SUN SUN SUN my favorite is when it’s warm out, but there are clouds to gaze at. it’s kinda humid. there’s a slight breeze. oh gosh i can’t wait for the summer :*( im currently cyring

59: Do you like the snow?

i am so fucking tired of the snow LMFAO it snows 8 months of the year here and i’m here, guess what, 8 months of the year! i fuckin hate it! go shit on someone else, clouds

60: Do you wanna get married?

YES more than anything, so much, i want to, so badly

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA OH MY GOD I DIE I MELT

62: What makes you happy?

sunshine, late night drives, laughing so hard my stomach hurts w/ my best frineds, playing d&d, writing poetry,  thinking about how small animals’ feets are, petting my cat and making him purr, talking to my little brother about real stuff, kissing my girlfriend and seeing her smile, warm blankets when it’s cold, eating cookie dough, dancing, singing in the car, holding hands, walking in the summer and listening to my favorite podcast, talking about harry potter with my mom, playing overwatch in the summer with andy, going to council crest

the list could go on forever :-)

63: Would you change your name?

already did PAL!!!!!!!!!!!

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

only hard bc she’s not physically here rn. but no, it would be easy, beacuse she’s so kisssable

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

if you define sex by GENITALS YOU BIG BIBNCH then i don’t Have one

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

stop omg......

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

STOP OMG

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

hmmmmmmmmmm..... idk maybe jamie

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

i don’t necessarily believe that there’s 1 perfect person for everyone out there romatnically, but i believe thaere are people destined to be in your life and i believe there are people that you will click with just absolutely instantly and feel an incredibly deep connection with, whether it be romantic or not

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

kinda morbid :/