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fairytales-of-yesterday · 4 years

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I Found You At Last

Pairing: John Deacon x reader

Word Count: 2.6k

Warnings: it’s literally just fluff, I cried while writing it and I don’t even have a desire to get married rn so just watch out for that

A/N: I heard on the radio last month that there was a tradition for women to propose to their boyfriends on leap day!! I thought it was a lovely idea for a Deaky fic and now here we are!! Sadly, I learned that ON leap day and now it’s long past, so it’s not even mentioned in here but still.

John walked in the door to your shared flat and smiled. He was immediately greeted by the warmth of home and the smell of dinner. He could hear you singing too, something he’d never tire of. He sighed with a wide smile as he shrugged off his coat and hung it up. Toeing his shoes off and padding into the kitchen, he found you mid-dance routine; you could never control yourself when you had the ABBA record on, no matter how many times Roger made fun of you for liking them.

Leaning on the doorframe, he watched you, enraptured. You never failed to absolutely take his breath away. Every little thing about you made his heart flutter. The way your eyes sparkle when you smile, the way you pin him up against doors to kiss him hungrily, the way you laugh softly at him every time he wakes up with awful bedhead, the way you straddle him and kiss down his chest and he knows he’s going to wake up the next morning covered in love bites, the way you get huffy when he beats you at scrabble. He was done-for the minute he laid eyes on you. He was shaken from his thoughts when he heard a small shriek, and he realized you had finally noticed his presence. He started to apologize, but the look on your face just made him burst into loving laughter as he made his way over to you.

"Christ Deaky, are you trying to kill me?" You had your hand pressed against your heart, but a smile on your face. He chuckled and pulled you into his arms. "Mmm, and it almost worked too, but now you've figured me out, so I have no idea what I'll do." He pressed a gentle kiss to the top of your head. You laughed in his embrace and squeezed him tightly before letting go. Standing on your tiptoes, you grabbed his face gently and kissed him quickly, mumbling a quiet "missed you" against his lips. You felt him smile, and your heart fluttered. Tonight was going to be perfect. You were going to make sure of it. After a few more gentle pecks, you pulled away and took his hands in yours, beginning to dance him around the small kitchen to talk.

“Good day, my love?”

He smiled, spinning the two of you around gently.

“Not bad! We’re about halfway done with the album I think. The boys say hello and they miss you, even though Roger saw you yesterday. They also said good luck? I still don't know what that meant, but they wouldn't give me a scooby,” he finished with a confused frown.

A small snort escaped you at his fruitless but endearing attempt at using the rhyming slang you often threw around, and your smile only grew wider as you thought about your dumb, lovely friends. Those idiots, they could've ruined everything! However, they hadn't really given anything away (thank god), and you did appreciate their well wishes.

“They probably just wanted to wish me luck because they knew I'd have to deal with you for the next few days,” you said with a teasing grin. Deaky fondly rolled his eyes at you with a sarcastic “ha ha” and you chuckled softly, dancing into him with a small “oof.”

“Speaking of dealing with you,” you began cheekily, kissing him quickly to make sure he knew you were kidding, “you should go take a shower and wind down while I finish up dinner.”

He pouted a bit, but stopped as you started running your fingers through his hair. He leaned into your touch with a quiet moan as a faint, fond smile rose to your lips.

"You're exhausted love, those boys have been working you to the bone. I'll be right here when you get back, okay?" He smiled gently and made no further attempts to argue, knowing you were right. Thankfully they had just finished two songs, so they decided to take a well-deserved break. John had definitely needed some time to recuperate, and you were more than ready to take care of him. Plus, you had something very special planned. He gave you one more gentle, lingering kiss and trudged off to shower. You watched him go with a soft grin and then got back to work. John was usually quick, but by the way he lumbered in, you figured he'd spend a bit more time than usual under the hot water. You pulled the meat pies from the oven and smiled at your handiwork. After you set them down to cool a bit, you turned your attention to your small dining room table which you carefully dragged into your living room. Theatrically, you draped the tablecloth over it, and followed that with plates, cutlery, and a candle. "Just for show," you smiled to yourself, pleased. Still hearing the water running, you ran back to your bedroom and laid out some comfy pjs for John before putting on your own. Going back to your set-up, you quickly lit the candle and put a record on in the living room. Just as you set the needle down, you heard the water shut off. Immediately your heart was pounding. God... what if he says no? The little box had been burning a hole in your pocket for weeks, but tonight it felt like it weighed at least a ton. You slipped your hand in your pocket, grasping the box as fear clouded your mind. What if he did say no? What if he wasn’t ready for that? What if you weren’t?

However, your worry almost immediately disappeared as you saw John emerge from the bathroom. Clad only in a towel around his waist, you nearly had to bite the back of your hand to stop yourself from moaning. This was the man you were in love with. The man with dripping wet hair, trying to quickly pad into the bedroom so he doesn't get it all over the floor, the man humming his own music as he bopped down the hall, the man who you could hear make an excited little "ooh!" noise at the pajamas you set out, knowing he was going to have a cozy evening in with you. You smiled as your fears were swept away by your absolute love for your boyfriend. He was yours.

He was yours. After a few minutes, John made his way back to the living room. He was still running his fingers through his hair, trying to get a few tangles out, but when he looked up and saw your hard work, his jaw dropped. His eyes moved between you and the candle and you and the table and you and the turntable and you.

“You like it?” You grinned, looking up at him. All he could do was nod, a smile spreading across his features. His eyes had already looked a bit brighter after the shower, but that was nothing compared to the way they twinkled now.

“Love it. Love you.”

You stood from the table, gave him a quick kiss, and then ushered him to his seat. You made a big show of it, making him laugh brightly, still in absolute disbelief that you'd gone through this trouble just for him. The two of you had been dating for years now, but that didn't mean he wasn't blown away by every kind or intimate gesture of yours. Every time you showed up at the studio with his favorite lunch, every time you bought him a little something that made you think of him, every time you kissed him breathless. And you just couldn’t help it: you loved loving him.

After you got him situated, you gave him a mischievous grin and disappeared into the kitchen.

“Close your eyes!” you called back to him where he chuckled and did as he was told. When he heard you pad into the room again, he moved his arm to open his eyes, but you quickly put your hand over his.

“Not quite, love! I couldn’t carry both plates at once,” you murmured, pressing a kiss to his head. He grinned and hummed in acknowledgment, remaining in the dark.

Once you had set the other plate down and situated yourself, you smiled wide and told him you were good to go.

For the second time that night, Deaky was speechless. A smile slowly spread across his face as he looked at the dinner you had made for him, at the whole table, at you.

“I hope you’re hungry! This took a while... I had to be extra careful,” you laughed quietly.

He gave a watery chuckle, brushing his few tears away.

“I’m very proud of you, love, and yes I’m starving.”

You smiled brightly, very relieved he hadn’t brought up the three small kitchen fires you had managed to start (“and stop, thank you!”) in his time living with you. Not some your proudest moments.

The two of you dug into your slightly burned but still delicious pies, chatting on and off about your days between mouthfuls. He told you about the songs they’d worked on, the way Roger just about punched Brian for trying to rewrite almost an entire song, and the new bassline he had come up with. You beamed, making him promise to play it later for you, and he agreed bashfully, still a bit shy about showing off. Even after all these years, he was still the kind, gentle, humble lad you had met through Roger after a gig.

God. I’m the luckiest girl in the universe.

Setting his fork down, he reached across the table to take your hand in his. You smiled softly at him as he brushed his soft lips over your knuckles. He smiled against your hand before leaning his forehead on it, just enjoying being close to you. You brushed your thumb gently, affectionately against his cheek and you heard him sigh contentedly.

“Thank you, my love,” he looked up at you, “for all of this.”

Your heart did a flip at his gentle tone, and you stood from the table, pulling him up as well. You pulled him into another dance as he smiled softly, leaning into you immediately.

“There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you, little love,” you told him softly. “Nothing at all.”

He breathed a quiet laugh as you stood on your toes to twirl him. When he was facing you once more, you immediately pulled him close and captured his lips with yours. He made a small noise of surprise into your mouth but quickly kissed you back. Moaning a bit against his lips, you ran your hands down his chest and to his hips, giving him a little pinch. He yelped against you, jumping a bit, and you giggled as you pulled away. Giving him one more little peck on his perfect, handsome nose, you asked him if he’d “be a dear” and flip the record. With a lingering forehead kiss in return, he obliged, turning around and making his way to the turntable.

This is it.

With his back still turned and tears already welling up in your eyes, you got down on one knee. Hands shaking, you reached into the pocket of your pajama pants to fish out the box that held your whole future inside. He hummed quietly to himself as he flipped the LP delicately between his long, elegant fingers. You marvelled at him, your lovely, beautiful boy, and tried to steady your breathing. He set the needle down, and it was only when the first notes of “Honey, Honey” came floating into your sitting room that he turned around.

He felt like the wind had been knocked out of him.

“Oh my god.”

You managed a teary, but still giddy smile.

“Yeah.”

He walked closer.

“Oh my god.”

A laugh.

“Yeah.”

Tears were starting to run down his cheeks as he laughed in joyous disbelief and kneeled down in front of you, gathering you up in a warm, tight hug. You grinned, wrapping your arms around him as all your fears melted away for good. You had told yourself you weren’t going to cry, but it was getting to be a bit hard with John already whispering “yes” into your hair.

“John,” you pulled away slightly, taking his lovely face in your hands, “ John, honey, I haven’t even asked you yet.”

“Right, right, sorry,” he frantically tried to wipe his eyes, sitting back on his heels. “Go on, I’m sorry.”

Your heart began to pound again, but a little less frantic now. He was yours.

“The day Roger introduced us after your first Queen show was one of the most important days of my life. I fell in love with you the second I saw you. And I-” you broke off to sniff, already struggling to maintain your composure, “I know that’s so cheesy, believe me I do, but it’s the absolute truth. I made some... silly comment about Roger looking like a duck when he plays the drums with those dumb faces he pulls, and god, Deaky, the way you laughed. You lit up that dingy pub brighter than even a million suns could’ve. I saw that sweet little gap in your teeth,” you paused to giggle at the way he blushed and covered his mouth with his hand, “and I knew that I wanted you to be mine and mine alone for the rest of forever.”

He was full-on crying again, and you weren’t doing much better, but you took a deep breath and did your best to hold it together.

“The past few years we’ve spent together have been nothing short of absolutely insane. We’ve made it through tiffs an- and stagefright and paparazzi and more than I could have ever even imagined going through. But, my love, I wouldn’t have had it any other way. You’re… you’re the best part of my life.”

“And I have to- to wrap this up now, or I won’t be able to get to the important part,” you chuckled through your tears, “but the main point I wanna make is that I love you. I love you, John. And I wanna spend the rest of my life with you.” You shuffled closer to him and brushed some of his tears away with your thumb. “So,” you opened the small, velvet box in your hands, “John Richard Deacon, w-” and his lips were on yours.

“Deaky!” You laughed loudly, pushing him away gently. “At least let me get the words out!”

He blushed a deep red and pulled back just a bit so you could continue.

“John Richard Deacon, will you marry me?”

“God yes,” he breathed, kissing you hard. You moaned into his mouth, wrapping your arms around him and dropping the ring box in your excitement.

“Shit, wait!”

Quickly untangling yourself from his grasp, you picked up the box, making sure the band was still inside. Breathing a sigh of relief, you looked up at him.

“How about you put this on, and then we can kiss as much as you like.”

“Sounds perfect.”

Gingerly, you pulled the ring out of the case. It wasn’t flashy, you knew he wasn’t one for too much extravagance, just a simple golden band with two engraved lines on the top and bottom. It was simple and sweet – a tangible symbol of the first step into your shared future.

Taking his hand in yours, you slipped the ring onto his finger. He laughed through his tears. It fit perfectly.

“Okay,” you tossed the box onto the sofa, “we’re good. Kiss me, John.”

With a teary chuckle, he wrapped you up in his strong, warm arms. And kiss you he did.

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snarkwriteswrasslin · 4 years

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sprung spring | take you home; adam page [m]

Prompt Used:

“I’ll feel much better if you let me walk you home.” + comfort sex + drunk sloppy sex + “Oh my god you’re so much better than the last person I was with.” + A breathy demand: “Kiss me” - and what the other person does to respond. + needy/clingy sex

Notes:

Okay, so… I have literally… Never… used my given name in a work of fiction before and… ya girl found out it’s hard to write dirty things when the OC has your name. Pure self indulgent smut because fuckkit yolo, I needed this. Some of the dialogue prompted above was changed to reflect the situation these two were placed in, fyi. This is mature content, so nobody under 18+ up in these parts. Also, I owe a serious hug to @heelsamizayn & @wrestlingismyguiltypleasure because no matter how many times I whined and bitched and got all squirmy whilst writing this, they really kept me going and I love them for that.

Warnings:

alcohol tw ( it’s the OC this time), clingy unprotected sex, sawwwft!Adam, lots of teasing (and hopefully tension, I was really trying to play at heightening that here) and yeahhh.. It’s tame. I promise ya’ll… I’m going to write actual harder / filthier prompts, I just… had a mighty need. Anyway, that’s all the warnings.

Pairing:

Adam Hangman Page x OFC, Ashley

Ashley narrowed her eyes at the bottle before glancing up at Shane and shaking her head. “I-I’m good.”

“Aw, c’mon hon. It’s just a little drink.” Shane was stepping closer, right in her space all over again. He’d been plying her with drinks and trying to get her to dance or talk to him -or the most annoying request he’d made so far, “Smile, darlin. Ya look prettier when ya do.” and it was starting to rub him the wrong way, the way she kept resisting. She could almost feel it radiating off of him.

Ashley was at that state of drunk where it was more annoying than endearing and now that it seemed to be irritating him that she wouldn’t just give in, it only gave her all the more reason to resist. It wasn’t as if it wasn’t almost cringe inducingly clear what the asshole thought he was doing and she just wasn’t having it.

At all.

Not even slightly.

Rather than even partially entertain his offer for another drink or to go dance with him, Ashley sighed and rolled her eyes in sheer boredom, taking the drink and taking a sip as she scrolled through her contacts list.

As usual, she hovered over Adam’s number in her phone and that loneliness crept in all over again. More pronounced. More tinged with regret.

She found herself missing him so much that before she even realized it, she’d pulled up the text bubble from their last text conversation and she found herself grimacing at the date.

Had they really not spoken at all in nearly 3 weeks?

And then Ashley found herself going back over the last time they had spoken face to face. Before she realized the true depths of her feelings and Adam drunkenly tried to kiss her and in a blind panic, she’d backed away.

Not because she hadn’t wanted him to kiss her, but because she’d been afraid of what might happen if he did kiss her.

And now, Ashley thought bitterly, hugging herself a little as the thought came, I’m lucky to get a Hi, how are you over text out of him..

With a sigh, she finished scanning their last brief text conversation and then, when Shane cleared his throat impatiently, she remembered that apparently, this guy expected her to pay all her attention to him and she put her phone down. Biting her lip, she settled warm brown eyes on the other man.

“I asked ya if you wanted to dance, darlin. They’re kinda playin our song.” Shane chuckled, holding out his hand. When she started to shake her head no, he gave her a sort of put off glare and muttered something to himself about tonight being a complete waste. All his buddies told him not to walk over and try talking to her; they all told him she was bound tighter than molasses from the knees down and every single night she’d come in this week so far, she’d managed to shoot down anyone who thought they might possibly stand a chance of takin her home. I clearly should’ve listened, Shane found himself thinking, because now I’m out fifty bucks and she looks more annoyed with me each second that passes and that real gorgeous chick I know I coulda won over left an hour ago with Greg.

“W-we don’t have a s-song?” Ashley’s brow quirked and she shook her head, holding up her glass. “I-i’m good, actually.” Ashley muttered as she took a long sip.

Moron, do you seriously think I want to dance to this song… with you? Because no. Ashley thought to herself as she glanced around the crowded bar, face falling when she remembered that Adam wasn’t in town right now, he was on the road. When Ashley realized what Shane had just muttered about the night being a total waste, she mildly shrugged. “I-i don’t r-recall askin y-you t-to come up n’ t-try pourin the booze to me, either. Play s-stupid games, w-win stupid p-prizes.”

As Shane grumbled “Fine, suit yourself, darlin. Don’t come lookin for me when it’s late and you can’t find a ride home.” and made his way onto his next target, Ashley let out a long and deep breath, blowing at dark bangs as they flopped right into her eyes, laughing off Shane’s words.

She went back to her phone, scrolling through her contacts.

“Maybe Shayna’s up.” Ashley mused to herself as she pulled up what she thought was a text conversation she’d been having with her friend earlier in the day while they were both stuck in their office working through lunch.

What she didn’t realize -and wouldn’t just yet, was that she hadn’t texted Shayna at all.

She’d texted Adam… The subject of the earlier conversation.

→ First of all, pretty sure I just completely eviscerated this one guy’s poor ego. *eye roll*. Guess whose NOT having the sex right now bc she gets mouthy when she drinks?

→ This bitch, that’s whomst. In my defense, he was the one who kept pouring the drinks to me. I just took ‘em. You know me, guy stood about as much a chance as… Anyway, it doesn’t matter. I chased him off. Like usual when we’re out at this bar.

→ But seriously though.. Maybe it’s the alcohol and the fact that I’m lonely and I’m salty because I’m not getting cuddles rn like youuuuu but…

→ Okay, u were right earlier.

→ It’s late and I’m drunk, otherwise I’d never say that. Maybe a little lonely too. Enjoy your shallow victory and the sex you’re probably getting rn, lmao. ILY Shayna!

→ I know ur probably busy with Samuel - sexy times and all that but… You win. You’re right.

→ I love him and god… I miss him so much it’s making me an even bigger bitch lately, so.. Sorry for that I guess. I wish I’d just… Kissed him back. Climbed him like an actual tree, giant he is… Shoved him against the wall, tangled my fingers in that hair and tugged his mouth against mine. Maybe even rubbed myself against him a lil bit too, just to see if that yummy cologne he wears all the time rubs off. At least then I’d… Well, I sure as shit wouldn’t be sitting here, shooting down pushy douchebag assholes and drinking alone.

→ Anyway, have your moment. I love Adam Page. I always have and it scares the living hell out of me. You were right. Now there’s only one problem… How do I make the big idiot answer my calls?!?

→ don’t answer that rn. Tomorrow… When drunk Ashley isn’t out and doing dumb shit and can think clearly.

→ Okay, no… answer meeee… I just… I need to know what to do here? Pls. I beg of you. If you don’t answer me, I swear to God, I’m gonna wind up drunk dialing.. >.>

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The cell phone was going batshit crazy on the bathroom counter and Adam mostly ignored it in favor of soaking under a long hot shower. It had been a long drive; made longer by the fact that he was all beaten and banged up from the past few shows but trying to soldier through as usual. Parts of him admittedly ignored the phone because he thought it was most likely one of three people and none of them he wanted to talk to right now.

No, Adam thought to himself, the one I wanna talk to more than anything I can’t talk to now… He sighed as he thought about the way he got too drunk; out of control. He’d tried to kiss her that night and just the sheer look of panic in big brown eyes right before she bolted the hell away in a hurry had been more than enough to make him realize where he stood.

He couldn’t face her after that either, so he’d been keeping a low profile. Trying to distance from… his actions.

Just thinking about it had him both cringing and feeling that raw surge of pain he felt that night all over again, fresh as ever.

She hadn’t texted him or tried calling either, so that only further confirmed his suspicions. And now, Adam thought to himself as the phone buzzed one last time and he stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around his waist after drying off his face, you lost your best friend. The one you could talk to about anything. You messed that up. Being a jerk that night and coming on way too strong.

He picked up his cell phone only halfway glancing at it at first. But when he actually read all the messages, he wound up dropping the phone on the bathroom tiles with a quiet thud. Then he stood there, trying to get his head around everything he’d just read, all the texts from Ashley to what she apparently thought was her best friend Shayna.

About him.

He took several deep breaths and then got himself at least partially together before even attempting to answer the barrage of texts.

← Where are you?

← Are you drunk right now?

At re-reading that her shooting down men when she went out with Shayna was apparently a common thing, Adam let out a few shakier breaths and bit his lip, raising a hand to his head and dragging thick digits through damp hair as he let it sink in.

Blue eyes scanned the next message after hitting send.

← Nevermind, screw it.

← I’ll be there in 10.

← And me and you? We’re gonna have ourselves a serious talk.

After throwing back on the jeans and tee shirt he’d had on before showering, he grabbed his keys and headed out. He knew the bar she always went to because they’d hung out there on more than one occasion.

“Bastard who was pourin the drinks to her better hope he’s long gone when I get there.” Adam muttered as protective urges reared their head and he found himself more than a little worried. Ashley wasn’t a drinker by any stretch of the imagination. And given the rambling in the texts she thought she’d sent to Shayna just now, it was.. A safe guess that she was at least two thirds of the way to being too drunk to function.

And it had him more than a little concerned because he knew how the guys at this particular bar got when they saw a pretty girl sitting there, drinking alone. His grip tightened on the wheel as he sped towards the bar in question.

When he was in the parking lot, he tried to call her cell phone but it went straight to voicemail. Without wasting any time, Adam killed the engine to his truck and got out, hurrying into the bar, blue eyes darting around all over as he tried to pick her out in the crowd.

Maybe she hadn’t left yet. God, he could only hope.

–

“I-i’m gonna stop you right there. Just because I-i’m a lil tipsy right now..” Ashley stared up at the man who’d taken the seat next to her at the bar after Shane vacated in a hurry earlier. “Don’t mean I want any part of y-you.”

“Aw, c’mon darlin. Pretty little thing like you shouldn’t be sittin here, drinkin all alone. C’mon.”

“I’d a-actually prefer it, if you w-want the honest G-god’s truth.” Ashley waved over the bartender, signalling for more bourbon in her glass. She fixed her eyes on the man and raised the glass to her lips. “Thanks f-for the drink though.”

Before the guy even got a chance to respond, a throat cleared loud; almost protectively, from behind the two. Ashley didn’t even have to turn around to know exactly who was standing behind her, but what she was having trouble grasping in her tipsy state, was what exactly Adam was doing here now.

“Just do yourself a favor and leave, buddy.” Adam stared down the man intently, arms folded over his chest, moving to step closer to Ashley’s stool, lightly pressing against her from behind.

“Adam? W-what the hell?” Ashley drawled, turning on her stool almost immediately, brown eyes locking on him with a questioning gaze. “I… y-you w-weren’t home.” she could feel herself starting to sober up just a little at his sudden appearance. She frowned a little, shook her head sadly.

Adam moved to step between her legs and he leaned in and down, brushing his lips against her own as he muttered quietly and firmly, “Kiss me.” catching her chin with his finger curled beneath it just when she went to look down. “My eyes and mouth are right here, darlin.” Adam coaxed, gazing at her mouth intently.

“K-kiss me, he s-says.” Ashley drawled, biting her lip, staring right back at his mouth just as intently as he stared at hers.

Her hand raised, resting across the back of his neck, fingers tangling in and tugging his hair free from the bun he’d thrown it into, threading through it once she had. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer and her other hand curled in the front of his tee shirt, tugging his mouth down to her level a little better. Once she’d done that, her lips trailed lazily over his mouth, tracing the shape of his lips, making him give a quiet groan and his eyes flutter open and closed. By the time her tongue was slipping past his teeth, his tongue was fighting against it for complete control of the kiss and he’d leaned into her so much that her back was right up against the edge of the bar. His teeth scraped at her lower lip as the kiss deepened, both of them panting for their next breath and dizzy from it.

His hands slid beneath her ass and he scooped her up, not bothering to break the kiss just yet or untangle her from his body. Her legs squeezed his waist harder and she rubbed against him more than a little. Once they were out in the parking lot again, Adam stopped, sitting her on the railing around an outdoor sitting area, pulling her into another deep and almost bruising kiss.

“I-I was just… about to l-leave. Walk.”

Adam chuckled and shook his head no, nodding to his truck. “I’d feel much better if you’d let me take you home, darlin.”

Ashley eyed him, hints of a pout on her lips. “Y-you s-stopped e-even t-talkin to m-me.” she sighed and shook her head sadly, muttering under her breath, “I-it is m-my fault.” and Adam tilted her chin to make her meet his gaze when she looked down, shaking his head. “It’s not, darlin. Not at all.”

“I-I fucking r-ran. S-seriously?” Ashley whined, her legs squeezing at his waist as she wrapped them around him all over again, staring at his chest for a few seconds, blowing out an exasperated breath, because the more she thought about her choice to run the night he finally kissed her, the more it did truly exasperate her. Of all the times to panic… It had to be then. The worst possible one.

Adam chuckled and leaned down, muttering softly against her mouth, “If it makes you feel any better, darlin.. You made up for it. And it drove me crazy, not talkin to ya.”

“G-good.” Ashley giggled and poked out her tongue as she looked at him. “B-because it m-made m-me really cranky. H-holy s-shit, so cranky.” she giggled again, making Adam laugh and scoop her up into his arms, making his way towards the truck. “I know.”

“H-how?” Ashley’s brow raised as she stared up at him, resting her head against his shoulder. “I-I literally o-only told Shayna…”

“You texted the wrong person, actually.” Adam teased as he unlocked his truck, sitting her into the passenger seat. Ashley’s mouth opened and closed and she palmed her face, groaning in sheer embarrassment while laughing softly.

Adam got into the truck, starting the engine and Ashley was raising the console, curling into his side as soon as she’d moved to the middle to sit, tucking her legs on the seat beside her. Adam chuckled, slipping his arm around her shoulders. “You’re awfully cuddly tonight, know that?”

“Mhm.” Ashley purred, her lips brushing against his neck, making him grip the wheel just a little tighter. By now, the embarrassment over what she’d done was melting away and her internal filter -the little she actually possessed to begin with, was at an all time low thanks to having drinks poured into her all night by random and far lesser appealing men. “Is that a b-bad thing?”

Adam bit back a groan and barely resisted bucking his hips as he felt her lips clumsily moving along the side of his neck as she nuzzled into him and chuckling quietly, he gave an answer. “Not at all, darlin. Except for the fact that you’re getting me all sorts of stirred up right now.” he muttered, the truck coasting to a stop beneath the red light a block away from his place. When he did, he turned to look at her, wasting no time in pulling her mouth up to his as his hand went from squeezing her thigh to slipping between them, rubbing her through her jeans as he swore quietly because he could feel how warm she was and it only made him think about how wet she might actually be.

“Maybe t-that’s what I’m trying to do.” came pouring out before she could stop herself from saying it. Not that she would have either way, but she was at least trying to show a little restraint, still partially shocked that he was there and that she’d somehow managed to confess everything to him under the guise of texting Shayna.

Maybe it was a good thing that happened, Ashley thought to herself as she slipped her hand down, trailing it along the inside of his thigh, then up… Sucking in a sharp breath when her hand settled palm down against the bulge already straining and growing, pushing against his jeans. Adam’s hips snapped and he locked eyes with her, biting his lip, the hand between her thighs starting to move a little harder and a lot faster. Ashley rocked her hips against his hand and sucked in a sharp breath as Adam leaned in, teeth tugging at her earlobe and catching as he muttered against it in a whisper, “If that’s so, darlin.. You’re in for it. Just wait.”

“What if I don’t w-wanna wait, hm?” Ashley muttered as her lips brushed against his neck again and Adam’s breath caught in his throat before making the remark aloud, “Got a lot to make up for, me and you.”

“Mhm.” Ashley could feel herself getting wetter and wetter with every single word he said. She knew he had to feel her thighs clenching tighter with each word he said because his hand was currently buried between them, palm down against her dripping and throbbing heat, rubbing through her jeans and by now she’d trapped his hand where it was. A shiver passed through her body as she continued to rock her hips against his hand, a quiet whimper of frustration coming when all that lead to was him, slowing down way too much for her liking at the moment. She pouted up at him and bit her lip as he leaned in, closer and closer, pulling her face towards his.

“Could take all night.” Adam was turning his head slightly, tugging her neck closer as he ghosted his lips along it, the pressure of his hand reaching an almost feverish frenzy as he growled against soft skin, “Maybe even tomorrow.”

“Oh?” Ashley’s eyes fluttered open and shut and she bit her lip, her hips rocking faster to meet his hand and the way it cupped and rubbed at her heat. Just enough to make a little friction, not by any means enough to give the amount of friction she actually craved.

He was teasing her.

Just the thought had her pouting in sheer frustration as she locked eyes with him. “Tease.”

“Ain’t exactly teasing if I know exactly what I’m gonna do to you when I get you home.” Adam pointed out, giving her a smirk. Ashley swallowed hard, breath catching in her throat at his words. Her mouth opened and closed and it had Adam chuckling quietly because this was one of very few times he’d truly seen her with a complete lack of something clever to say in response.

“Cat got your tongue, darlin?” he practically purred the words as his hand started to massage all over again and almost instantly, she started to rock against it more urgently.

“Adam… Fuck.” she gasped quietly, eyes fluttering open and closed as she started to palm at the way he was strained against his jeans.

The light went green and the careful and almost teasing movement of her hand in his lap felt so good that for about half a second, Adam didn’t realize it had.

“Light’s green, Adam.” Ashley’s voice was teasing, she gave a soft giggle as Adam took a few shaky breaths, nodding as he hurried from beneath the green light, turning down the next street. His house was in view, only a few seconds away and yet… It felt like a million miles away.

Almost the second he was parked at the curb in front of it, he was reaching out, pulling her over the console and into his lap, his hands and mouth all over her, mouth latching onto her neck and leaving a string of hickies down the side as he bucked himself into her from below and his hands disappeared up her shirt, slipping beneath her bra before finally getting frustrated at how in the way it was and unfastening it, gripping her breasts in his hands, palming and squeezing at them as he growled against her mouth when his mouth finally rose to meet and conquer her lips again.

He leaned into her so heavily that her back met the steering wheel and the horn in the center, making them both laugh only to have the sounds of their laughter swallowed by a deep and frenzied, needy kiss. The kiss broke and Ashley backed away slightly, biting her lip, wiggling around in his lap, bucking herself right against the prominent bulge strained and about to burst through his jeans. “I think that’s our sign to go inside, Adam.” she muttered the words as she felt her face burning hot and she bit her lip, squirming around in his lap just a little more, harder, desperate to keep the friction going. Adam nodded, killing the engine and getting out of the truck, carrying her up the steps, stopping to unlock his front door, with her body pinned between his body and the door as he did so. Twice he had to grip harder just because she started to trail her lips down his neck and chuckling quietly into the kiss he stole, he gave a triumphant and joking ‘Yee haw’ when he got the door unlocked at last. Ashley gave a soft whimper as he stepped through the door, shutting it behind him and locking it. He sat her down on a sturdy console table that ran the length of the back of his sofa and stepped away to pull off his boots and Ashley took a few deep breaths, tried to pull herself together.

This was really happening.

Finally.

Adam met her gaze as he straightened to stand again and he stepped between her legs, devouring her mouth hungrily, his hands cupping her cheeks and caressing. “You’re sure, right? Because once we cross the line, darlin…”

Ashley gripped his jaw, guiding her mouth back down against his greedily as she whispered needily into the kiss, “Fuck me, Adam. I don’t wanna remember anyone else but you.”

Adam’s teeth clenched her lower lip; tugging. She was clinging to him and it was driving him crazy because there was… Still too much clothing in between them, keeping them apart. He scooped her up off the console table he’d sat her on to take off his boots and started to carry her down the hall, stopping halfway to put her back against the wall, tearing her shirt up over her head, tossing it onto the floor. Ashley tugged impatiently at his tee shirt, finally getting it up and over his head, tossing it onto the floor a few feet away from where her own shirt lie. Adam did away with the pesky bra next, letting it hit the floor softly, an almost primal growl bursting from his lips as he dipped his head low, dancing his mouth over the tops of her breasts, leaving behind beard burn and littering soft skin with bites with each time his mouth connected with her bare skin.

Ashley writhed around in his grasp, rocking herself into him, gripping his hips tighter with her legs, whimpering aloud, her head falling back and softly hitting the wall as her eyes fluttered open and shut. Her hand gripped his shoulder, fingertips digging into and dancing over his skin, sending a shiver through his body and making him groan as he glanced up at her, biting his lip. Ashley stared right back, both of them struggling to catch their breath but too caught up in the moment to bother putting a halt to the deep and biting and almost bruising kisses. She took his face in her hands, pulling his mouth deep against her own, her tongue trailing over the outline of his lips before parting them, her body rubbing against him even more frantically. Her hand raised to tangle in his hair and in the process, a photo clattered to the hallway floor noisily.

“Let’s take you to bed, hmm?” Adam’s breath against her skin as he mumbled the words into her neck quietly had Ashley whimpering and rocking against him even more frantically. Adam growled quietly as he bucked himself right back against her, starting the walk down the hall to his bedroom all over again. He kicked it open, a quiet creak of the frame echoing through the stillness as he stepped inside and shut it behind him, tossing her against the mattress as he stared down at her hungrily. Ashley went to raise up, reaching for the waistband of his jeans but Adam pushed her back against the mattress all over again, making her pout and give a frustrated whimper as he chuckled softly and leaned down, hands going down her bare skin, sending goosebumps to it’s surface as he lowered his mouth down, ghosting it slowly over her abdomen before raising to whisper next to her ear, “Uh uh darlin. Let me take care of you.” in a husky and firmer tone.

He started to lazily trail his mouth over bare skin all over again, the blunt of his teeth tugging at her nipples as his tongue circled them and he caught her eye, winking at her, his hands drifting down between them, unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, lingering to rub and squeeze her cunt before hooking in her waistband to tug her jeans and panties down all at once. Ashley tried to rock her hips upward, desperate to feel any kind of friction, frustrated beyond belief by all Adam’s teasing, but almost the instant she dared it, Adam was on his knees, kneeling in front of her, parting her legs with his hands and ghosting his mouth up the inside of her thigh slowly, occasionally placing a soft bite against her skin.

When her fingers tangled in his hair, he grunted against her skin, grazing his teeth against it, his tongue slowly making a lazy broad swipe upward. Ashley whimpered when she tried yet again to rock her hips against the way Adam had her pinned, just hoping to at least make an attempt to steer him where she needed him most, but he chuckled quietly, the shake of his head that he gave making soft hair brush against her skin and sending a shiver through her body. “I’m holdin you still for a reason, darlin. Now c’mon, be a good girl. Be still and let me take care of you.”

“Adam, please.” Ashley begged, trying again to rock her hips upward, only to pout when she realized just how determined Adam was to hold her in place and tease her relentlessly.

“Be patient, darlin. We got all night.” Adam’s tongue was trailing lazily over her folds as he said it, the taste of her on his tongue making him half growl his words as they left his mouth. He smirked a little to himself when he felt her not only try to rock her hips upward to meet his mouth but her hand curling in the comforter on top of his bed and in his hair, tugging as she whimpered and whined, her cries of frustrated pleasure echoing off the walls of his bedroom and shattering the silence around them.

Her breath caught in her throat as she felt his tongue make a long stripe over one side of her cunt. And then, straight across the middle, finally, another long stripe across the opposite side to which he lazily chuckled “A.” as he met her gaze with a teasing smirk. Ashley rose up slightly, staring down at him, biting her lip as a series of needy whimpers and loud whines left her mouth and her toes dug into the comforter. One long and broad stripe and then another curved stripe had her shivering and arching her back, fingers tangling in his hair as she tugged gently, “Fuck.”

“D.” Adam was at it again with the smirk, lowering his head almost a split second later to get back to what he was doing. His tongue trailed a familiar pattern over her folds and he muttered quietly against her cunt, “A”. and Ashley shivered even more because it hit her what he was doing, spelling out his name. “Adam, please… Need you, baby, please.” she begged almost frantically, desperate to ease some of the ache rapidly building because of all his teasing. Despite the urgent begging, Adam’s tongue rolled lazily, the one slanted stripe required to form one side of the M and then the two stripes required to form the middle of the M and finally, the last stripe. “M.” he groaned as his nose bumped right against her pelvic mound and he buried his tongue as deep in her pussy as he could, tilting her hips upward, pulling her closer to his mouth as he savored the taste of her as it started to fill his mouth. He could feel her body starting to tense up and another smirk came, pressing against her soaked warmth as he started to slow way down on the movements of his tongue. When he felt her fingers tugging at his hair again and noticed that she was digging her toes into the bed too, the smirk on his face grew.

Yeah, he was teasing. Taking his time with her, making this last. He’d waited so long already, now that it was happening, he was just… Really savoring the moment.

“Adam, please!” Ashley choked out, back arching away from the mattress slightly, eyes fluttering open and shut as she tried to keep frustrated tears at bay. When she felt him leaving a string of bite marks on the inside of her thighs, she whimpered and tried to rock her hips against his grip at them to no avail.

“Not yet, darlin. Just a little longer, I swear.” Adam breathed against her cunt as his tongue rolled lazily over the folds before slowly slipping in all over again, starting over with his little teasing torture. Ashley’s grip tightened in his hair and he paused, glancing up at her with lust blown eyes. “Pull as hard as you want while my head is buried between your thighs, darlin. C’mon. I like it.” his tone was firm, almost demanding.

And it only served to make her even wetter, she could feel the wetness coating her thighs, dripping. Adam growled quietly, tongue moving a little faster, flicking over her clit, lingering and trailing a lazy circle, grazing his teeth against the circular bundle of nerves as he chuckled against her, “What’s wrong, darlin?”

“You know what you’re…” Ashley writhed beneath the grip Adam had on her lower body, keeping her legs spread wide for him as his tongue slowly dove into and out of her soaked heat, “doing. Tease.”

“Oh, I’m not teasin at all, darlin.” Adam chucked again quietly, “Just said you better not dare cum yet.”

“Adam, it’s all I want to do! Fucking… ahh, hurts. I’m aching, baby, c’mon… Please?”

Adam continued to lick, adding two fingers and Ashley hissed sharp, her breath catching in her throat, her entire body tensing as she tried to do as she was told and resist the urge to cum. The more teasing she endured at his fingers and mouth, the harder that became.

He could feel her body tense up so tight, the way she was propped on her elbows to watch him had her arms shaking. He definitely felt her toes digging into the comforter by now too. Giving a soft nip to the inside of her right thigh as he stopped for a second or two, he muttered quietly, “Okay darlin. Now.” before raising her hips just a little, burying his tongue back deep inside her, rocking her hips against his face faster, his tongue swirling inside her cunt in a frenzy as he felt her shaking all over, heard her gasping for her next breath as she moaned out loud over and over, her cries of pleasure and his name filling the air and driving him over the edge, making him lick and suck harder, faster. He loosened his grip on her hips and she rocked them against his face almost shamelessly, he muttered quietly against her skin, “C’mon, darlin. Don’t stop.” breathing heavily.

Ashley’s hips started to slow and Adam lowered her legs, crawling up her body after dragging the back of his hand across his mouth, his eyes locked on her intently as he leaned down, pulling her into a deep kiss, breaking the kiss quickly to raise up, his hand lowering and wrapping around his thick length just to trace the tip right over and slightly between her folds, shivering himself in anticipation, growling quietly. His hips pinned her hips against the bed and she dug her nails into broad shoulders as he sank into her slowly, carefully, stopping to kiss her cheeks and mutter against her mouth, “You okay, darlin?”

“Yeah.” Ashley answered, trying to rock her hips against him once she was adjusted to the way he stretched her out and filled her up. Her nails trailed lightly across his shoulders, digging in slightly when he sank into her even deeper, his hips smacking against her hips softly and slowly, placing kisses all over her mouth and face, trailing them down her throat as he muttered lazily, “So sweet I could eat you up.” as he met her gaze and slowly licked his lips. Ashley wrapped her legs around his hips and the new angle had him groaning, his hips sporadically crashing against her own for a few seconds as she took his cock as deep inside her as he could go, buried to the hilt. Her hands moved over his face, raising, dragging through his hair after pulling his mouth against her own for a deep and slow and greedy kiss. The kiss broke and he gave a lazy peck at the corner of her mouth, driving deeper and slower into her as he did and muttering softly, “Gonna get way too used to this, I think.”

“I already am.” Ashley breathed out against his skin, making him shiver. He’d always had a weakness when it came to gentle touches against his neck. The fact that she seemed to be enjoying brushing her mouth against the spot, or gently nipping at it with her teeth only had him giving a quiet growl and slamming himself into her slower and with much longer strokes. When she tried to speed him up, he chuckled and his hands lowered, gripping her hips, holding them so that he controlled the pace as he muttered against the shell of her ear, “What’s your hurry, darlin? We’ve got all night.”

Bleak sunshine was starting to peek through the curtains by now and Ashley giggled softly against his neck as she clung to him and he continued to attempt slowly and deeply fucking her into the mattresses on his bed, “It’s morning, actually.” as her forehead softly bumped against his collarbone and he chuckled as soon as the realization hit him too. “Well then, smarty pants, we have the rest of the day. Either way,” Adam’s mouth trailed lazily over her skin, leaving an erratic trail of marks in it’s wake, “we’ve got nothin but time.”

“You make a good point.” Ashley’s breath caught in her throat as his cock bottomed out, brushing against a spot that felt almost magical with each time he did so. She clung to his body, her moans and whimpers only drowned out by his answering groans and the occasional growl.

“I’m so.. Fuck, I’m so close. Please?” her begging had him giving a soft and quiet laugh, capturing her mouth in a deep and breathtaking kiss as he muttered into it, “Me too, darlin.. C’mon, let go for me.”

He sped up his thrusts, almost frantically chasing his oncoming orgasm as she dug her legs into his sides and her nails into his shoulders, raking them down his back as he growled against her skin, feeling her clench tight around him, feeling her body start to spasm, feeling her biting at his skin gently as he fucked her through her orgasm and straight into his own. He tried to stop but every time he tried, she’d grab hold of his hips and rock against him, begging for more until finally, he was throbbing, emptying inside deep, filling her up as he pressed into her heavily, covering her face in kisses before lazily kissing her mouth and having her deepen it as she breathed against his lips, “ That was amazing.”

“Better than the last guy, right?” Adam was only half teasing, but her answer really went a long way to fully reassure him when as he sank back against the mattress, pulling her on top of him and wrapping his arms around her while staring up, she smiled and gave a soft giggle, nodding as she leaned down and mumbled into his mouth, “You were so much better than the last guy. Ten million times better, baby.” before deepening the kiss he gave…

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pearlchu · 4 years

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Answer all the “MAKE ME ADMIT STUFF”

1. Would you have sex with the last person you text messaged?

It was my girlfriend so yeah absolutely!

2. You talked to an ex today, correct?

No.

3. Have you taken someones virginity?

Yep.

4. Is trust a big issue for you?

Yeah. It takes me a long time to fully trust people. I’ve been hurt a lot.

5. Did you hang out with the person you like recently?

No because she’s in ANOTHER STATE

6. What are you excited for?

To see my baby

7. What happened tonight?

Well last night I watched videos about Lolita fanshion and watched frozen 2 and then passed out lol

8. Do you think it’s disgusting when girls get really wasted?

No. Live your best life doll face. As long as you’re being safe or have a friend to make sure you’re okay.

9.Is confidence cute?

It is. I love it when people show their confidence.

10. What is the last beverage you had?

Water

11. How many people of the opposite sex do you fully trust?

Only one and he and I barely talk anymore

12. Do you own a pair of skinny jeans?

Several!

13. What are you gonna do Saturday night?

Stay up late taking to my girlfriend and telling her how pretty I think she is

14. What are you going to spend money on next?

Groceries and maybe a new blouse

15. Are you going out with the last person you kissed?

Nope

16. Do you think you’ll change in the next 3 months?

I hope to grow into a more positive version ofmyself ^.^

17. Who do you feel most comfortable talking to about anything?

My mom or my gf

18. The last time you felt broken?

Last month

19. Have you had sex today?

I wish lol

20. Are you starting to realize anything?

I need to tap back into the things I used to really love

21. Are you in a good mood?

Right now? Meh.

22. Would you ever want to swim with sharks?

Yes!!! That’d be so cool!!!

23. Are your eyes the same color as your dad’s?

Fuck him. No.

24. What do you want right this second?

To be cuddling my girlfriend. I wanna sit on her lapppp

25. What would you say if the person you love/like kissed another girl/boy?

I’d say “fuck you” and block them lmfao

26. Is your current hair color your natural hair color?

Nope

27. Would you be able to date someone who doesn’t make you laugh?

Nope

28. What was the last thing that made you laugh?

A giant ass cucumber at work

29. Do you really, truly miss someone right now?

Yes. My girlfriend cause SHES SLEEPING

30. Does everyone deserve a second chance?

31. Honestly, do you hate the last boy you were talking to?

A little bit

32. Does the person you have feelings for right now, know you do?

I sure hope she does!!

33. Are you one of those people who never drinks soda?

Nope. I dabble sometimes.

34. Listening to?

Anything new and good

35. Do you ever write in pencil anymore?

all the time at work

36. Do you know where the last person you kissed is?

Yep

37. Do you believe in love at first sight?

Sort of. I believe in connection at first sight.

38. Who did you last call?

My mom

39. Who was the last person you danced with?

Myself

40. Why did you kiss the last person you kissed?

Because I thought it was our last kiss and it was but that’s okay cause they turned out to be a shitty person

41. When was the last time you ate a cupcake?

So long. I miss those.

42. Did you hug/kiss one of your parents today?

Nope

43. Ever embarrass yourself in front of a crush?

I feel like I constantly embarrass myself in front of her lol

44. Do you tan in the nude?

If I were alone sure

45. If you could, would you take back your last kiss?

100% yes

46. Did you talk to someone until you fell asleep last night?

Yep. My girlfriend

47. Who was the last person to call you?

My mom

48. Do you sing in the shower?

Sometimes

49. Do you dance in the car?

Noooooo

50. Ever used a bow and arrow?

I used to do archery so yeppers

51. Last time you got a portrait taken by a photographer?

I was....6 or 7??

52. Do you think musicals are cheesy?

Absolutely but I still love them

53. Is Christmas stressful?

Sometimes. It depends.

54. Ever eat a pierogi?

Yep!!! Homemade and delicious

55. Favorite type of fruit pie?

Cherry or banana

56. Occupations you wanted to be when you were a kid?

Marine biologist

Paleontologist

Veterinarian

57. Do you believe in ghosts?

Yep!!

58. Ever have a Deja-vu feeling?

Yeah and they’re usually followed by feeling queasy or off

59. Take a vitamin daily?

Nope

60. Wear slippers?

Ew never

61. Wear a bath robe?

If I could I would

62. What do you wear to bed?

Nothing

63. First concert?

Some Christian dude. 0/10

64. Wal-Mart, Target or Kmart?

Target!!!!!!

65. Nike or Adidas?

Both

66. Cheetos Or Fritos?

Cheetos

67. Peanuts or Sunflower seeds?

Both

68. Favorite Taylor Swift song?

69. Ever take dance lessons?

I used to do ballet when I was a kid. Also hip hop and tap

70. Is there a profession you picture your future spouse doing?

Psychologist/book author

71. Can you curl your tongue?

Yep!

72. Ever won a spelling bee?

Once

73. Have you ever cried because you were so happy?

Oh yeah. I get over emotional when ppl are nice to me lol

74. What is your favorite book?

None at the moment

75. Do you study better with or without music?

Without. I have a hard time reading with too much noise

76. Regularly burn incense?

I do!!!

77. Ever been in love?

Yep

78. Who would you like to see in concert?

Harry Styles rn

79. What was the last concert you saw?

Tim McGraw. I have country roots. I was forced. Don’t ask.

80. Hot tea or cold tea?

Cold

81. Tea or coffee?

Coffee

82. Favorite type of cookie?

Chocolate chip

83. Can you swim well?

I’m okay?? Not great. If I panic I’d drown lol

84. Can you hold your breath without holding your nose?

Yeppers

85. Are you patient?

I try to be. Some say I’m extremely patient

86. DJ or band, at a wedding?

Both!!!

87. Ever won a contest?

Once

88. Ever have plastic surgery?

Nope but I wouldn’t mind getting a smaller chest at some point

89. Which are better black or green olives?

Green

90. Opinions on sex before marriage?

Hell yess. Let me learn what you like. I wanna know what makes you feel good!!!

91. Best room for a fireplace?

Bathroom

92. Do you want to get married

Yes!!!! I dream about being a wife and mom someday

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writingwithadinosaur · 6 years

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“Breaking the Cycle” - Oneshot

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Scott Lang x Reader

Word Count: 2,430

Key: Y/N = Your Name, H/C = Your Hair Color, E/C = Your Eye Color

Warnings: Mental Health Issues (Depression, Anxiety, Bad Thoughts, Self-Loathing)

Summary: Some days, you can handle your normal day-to-day tasks. You can function normally and get things done. But then there are some days (or even weeks) where you need a little help doing even getting out of bed.

Author’s Note: Happy Monday! Hopefully this helps some of us get through another week!

This is a selfish piece. My mental health is not good. A lot of things in my life have kind of come crashing down and I’m attempting to figure out what the hell to do with my life. Because of everything kind of overwhelming me, its been difficult to do simple things like shower or even get out of bed. So here’s what I wish my life could be when I’m in those situations.

This is also my first Scott Lang piece, so please be gentle!

If you or a loved one are dealing with mental illness, please reach out. If not to a professional, then to a friend or family member. And if you feel you don’t have those, my message box is always open.

Song lyrics are from “Heat of the Moment” by Asia. A current favorite of mine.

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Today was going to be one of those days. You hadn’t even been awake for more than 15 minutes before your brain started “The Cycle”, as you called it.

Phase 1 - Depression and Self-Hatred.

You were still trying to figure out what you wanted to really do with your life. For now, you were working two part time jobs and living with your boyfriend, Scott, and his buddy, Luis. You worked at a cafe a few blocks away as well as at the X-Con Security Consultants business that the boys were running. You weren’t an ex-con, but you knew more about business than the boys, so you helped run the logistical side of things. As great as it was to live with Scott and have a job in the first place, you knew that working these two jobs was not what you wanted to do for the rest of your life.

Because of this, your depression labeled that a failure.

You still don’t know what you’re doing? Everyone else you know is either getting a degree or already in the field they want to be in. What are you doing? When are you gonna get your pathetic self up and get your shit together? Why the fuck even try at this point.

That last thought paralyzed you. Your internal demons dug their claws into your limbs and pinned you to your mattress, leaving you staring at the wall. You didn’t even check what time it was or if anyone had tried to text you.

Scott was already up and about for the day. His 3 years of house arrest was over, so he was taking advantage of his newly regained freedom. He had made plans with Cassie to go to some trampoline gym, and then lunch at their favorite diner. So you didn’t really have to worry about him for a few hours at least. You loved your boyfriend. But you really didn’t want to have to pretend to be okay around him or anyone else when you had no motivation or energy like this.

You could hear Luis rushing to get his things together and heading to the office.

Shit. You didn’t set your alarm last night, idiot. That means it's at least 9AM. There’s no way you can get your dumbass up and ready in the next 10 minutes. Thank god you don’t have to work at the cafe today. Again, why the hell do you even try?

You were supposed to go with him and get some work done with him, Kurt, and Dave. But you couldn’t even find the energy to get out of bed and tell him. So you shot him a quick text.

(Y/N): Hey. I gotta work from home today. Really not feeling good rn. Sorry.

Luis knocked on your door a minute later but didn’t open it. He spoke through the closed door.

“No worries, (Y/N/N)! I gotchu! I’ll let you know if anything happens at the office. Text me if you need anything.”

“Will do. Thanks.” You managed to be loud enough since you heard his footsteps and the front door close. You took a deep breath and tried to figure out how to go about today.

Wow. You can’t even manage to get up and tell Luis yourself? Pathetic.

You tried to not let your brain speak too much more. Instead, you picked up your phone to check social media and respond to some texts. On days like this, Youtube and Netflix were your best friends.

Phase 2 - Overthinking.

You hadn’t paid any attention to the time. The last time you’d looked at the clock on your phone, it was 9:45AM. After your video was over, you got a text from Scott.

Scott: Hey there, honey! Cassie and I are finishing up lunch. I’m gonna drop her off and then be on my way back.

You read the message but had to go back and reread the word “lunch.” It couldn’t be lunchtime! But when you checked the time on your phone. 12:45PM.

Did you really just lay in bed and watch YouTube videos for three fucking hours?! Now you’re not going to have time to do much of anything. So much of your day is gone. You didn’t even have breakfast. You were supposed to be getting better at eating. And now you’re slipping and forgetting to eat again. Fuck. Just tell Scott what you told Luis and then figure out what to do later.

(Y/N): Okay. I didn’t go into the office today. So I’ll be at home when you get here.”

Scott: Luis told me. You okay?

You couldn’t help but pause. You weren’t okay, but you didn’t want to tell Scott that.

If you tell him, he’ll worry about you, and he just had a great day with Cassie. You don’t want to ruin his day, do you? What if you tell him and he gets upset? He already has so many other things to worry about. Do not add to that list. But if you don’t tell someone what’s going on, how are things going to go better? Maybe things are just meant to be bad for you. But Scott isn’t bad. Scott’s good. He makes you happy. He knows you have issues. Why not just tell him that you’re not okay?

Your mind just kept repeating this and adding new worst case scenarios in your mind. It apparently had taken more than a few minutes because it took your phone vibrating in your hand to break you out of that loop. Looking down, you had three messages from Scott.

Scott: Babe?

Scott: Are you okay?

Scott: I’m going to drive Cassie home now. I’ll call when I drop her off. Love you.

You hit your hand on your forehead and took a few deep breaths.

Well fuck. Now you have Scott worried. This is what we were trying to avoid! Add that to the list of fuck ups.

Phase 3 - Struggle.

You somehow managed to sit up on the edge of your bed and text Scott back.

(Y/N): Sorry! I kind of zoned out for a bit. I’m fine. Wasn’t feeling good this morning. Drive safe!”

After that sent, you got up for the first time today and went to the bathroom. You decided that you needed to eat something, so after relieving yourself and then tying your hair up, you trudged into the kitchen and pulled various fruit from the fridge. As soon as you had the various containers out, you really didn’t want to spend time cutting everything. So you just threw a handful of each into a bowl and went back to your room.

You got back in bed and picked at the fruit while watching more YouTube. You knew you had a list of things that you were supposed to do today: Shower, laundry, clean the kitchen, work on the write up for the Koham family’s security system that they wanted. But you didn’t have the energy to do any of that.

Back to Phase 1 - Depression.

More time went by than you thought. What only seemed like 15 minutes or so really turned out to be 45. You only realized this when you heard the front door open and a familiar voice go throughout the apartment.

“(Y/N/N)?”

“In here.” You tried your hardest to be loud enough. It was just enough. Scott’s footsteps got closer until the bedroom door opened and he popped his head in. He smiled when he first saw you, but then he saw that you were still curled in bed at almost 2PM. Something was off and he knew it.

“Hey there, lovebug.” He walked in and sat on the edge of the bed right next to you. You sat up against the headboard and gave him the best smile you could manage right now. “What’s goin’ on?”

You shook your head to the side and gave a face before looking at your hands.

“It’s nothing. Just not really feelin’ good today.” Your answer didn’t ease his worry any. He took one of your hands in his and ran his thumb across the back.

“It doesn’t sound like ‘nothing.’” He took his free hand and put it across your forehead for a moment. “You don’t feel like you have a fever.” You shook your head “no.” “So tell me what’s going on.”

Taking a deep breath in, you ignored everything going on in your head that said to not tell him. You couldn’t meet his eyes as you talked.

“It’s my head. It's not a very fun or kind place to be. And it's honestly hard to do anything today.” Scott took a beat to understand what you meant by that. He knew you’d had problems with your mental health in the past, but he had never really seen you like this.

“Do you want to talk about it?” You just shook your head “no.” “Okay. What can I do to help you right now?”

“Just lay here with me for a bit. I just want to lay here and watch YouTube videos and not think.”

Your voice started to break after the first sentence. You felt so weak and stupid asking for this. You felt like you should be stronger than this. A stray tear raced down your cheek. Scott quickly wiped it away and held your face in his hands.

“Hey! Its okay!” He kissed the top of your head and pulled you into a hug. You wrapped your arms around him and sat there for a minute. He gently rocked you side to side and ran his fingers up and down your spine. Once you calmed down, he pulled away so he could look at your face. He wiped the tear tracks off your cheeks and gave you a smile before standing up and holding his hands out.

“C’mon. We can lay around and watch all of YouTube or movies you want. But you need a change of scenery.” You closed your eyes and sighed. You knew he was right, but you were really comfy in bed. You slapped your hands into his as he hoisted you up out of bed and onto his shoulder and proceed to walk to the kitchen.

“SCOTT LANG! WHAT THE HELL?!” You couldn’t help but scream and laugh at the sudden change of angle. He fake groaned as he plopped you on your feet and leaned towards you.

“Figured that would be quicker! And more fun!” He gave you one of his trademark goofy smiles before kissing your cheek and walking to the fridge. You sat down at one of the chairs nearby. “By the lack of dishes in the sink, I’m assuming you haven’t eaten much of anything today?” You looked down and started to play with your hands. “Alright. What are you in the mood for?”

Scott then proceeded to make you some mac and cheese while you played some music from your phone. You had started to help Scott at one point, just to make sure he wouldn’t burn anything. While you waited for the pasta to cook, Scott started to dance to the song that was blasting through your small speaker. Causing you to laugh at his ridiculous moves. He pulled you close to him and sang along to the song while you tried to control your laughter.

“And now you find yourself in eighty two

The disco hot spots hold no charm for you

You can't concern yourself with bigger things

You catch the pearl and ride the dragon's wings

'Cause it's the heat of the moment

Heat of the moment, the heat of the moment

Shone in your eyes”

During the guitar solo, Scott leaned down and kissed your cheek. You could feel him smile against your cheek as he kissed you. You turned and caught his lips with yours for a quick smooch. When you pulled away, you looked at his dorky face and smiled.

“Thank you, Scotty.” Scott tilted his head in confusion like a puppy.

“There’s nothin’ to thank me for, lovebug.”

“Yes there is. You got me up and smiling. That’s no easy task when I’m stuck in a cycle of self hatred.” Scott just nodded and smiled.

“Well, I’m glad I could help break that cycle. Even if its temporary.” You were taken aback by that. For once, you weren’t thinking about the future or how this was all bound to come up again. Scott saw your expression change as you looked down a bit. He tilted your chin back up to look at him before you could go too far though. “And if/when you get stuck in this cycle again, you can tell me and I’ll do what I can to try to help. Alright?”

You felt tears welling up in your eyes as you nodded “yes.” Scott gave you another one of his big smiles and kissed you again, his hands finding their way to your back and yours to the back of his neck. Before things could go any further, Luis walked in with Dave and Kurt, all three of them hooting and hollering at the sight of you two kissing. You leaned your forehead on Scott’s shoulder as he scolded the trio.

“Oh yeah, so mature! Just cause you guys can’t get a girl as good as (Y/N/N) doesn’t mean you can come in and ruin our moment.” Scott paused, thinking about his phrasing. “That may have come out wrong. You know what I mean!”

Scott then leaned down to whisper in your ear. “When the three amigos over there go out to the bar later tonight, we can get pretty sudzy here too.” You looked at him quizzically. “You. Me. Shower later.” It clicked in your head and you let out an “Oh! Gotcha!”

You laughed at Scott’s attempt at being smooth and kissed his cheek before checking on your pasta. Scott went to go give his boys shit for being immature. While you stirred the pot of water and noodles and looked over your shoulder at the four men joking around, you realized that you were smiling. Something you didn’t think you were going to be doing much of when today started as rough as it did.

Yeah, these types of days where you were so stuck in your own head sucked. But you were beyond thankful to have someone like Scott in your life to help you slowly figure out how to break that awful cycle.

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surveys-at-your-service · 6 years

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Survey #166

“you are my slave, my little fucking disaster.”

Are your eyes the same color as your mom’s or your dad’s? Neither's. Are you afraid of elevators? YEP. When was the last time you pulled an all-nighter? What was the reason behind it? How did you feel the next day? No less than a month ago when I was binging someone on YouTube... Maybe Shane? Which of the following areas is going best for you right now: finances, work, love life, social life or education? Why do you say this? Lol only my love life is going well. All the other categories are on fire rn. :^) Have you ever heard of somebody doing something disrespectful to somebody’s grave? Or seen vandalism on a grave/gravestone? No, thank goodness. What is something you do differently, depending on your mood, environment, etc. (could be anything from what kind of outfit you choose to how you react when somebody irritates you)? Well, dress, for one. I'm at home, I'm permanently in pjs. I try not to swear around kids. Lots of other stuff... This question is pretty broad. What was the last song to bring out strong emotions in you? I'm not sure. Metaphorically speaking, what was the last thing to crush you? Finding out my cousin can die at the snap of a finger. You are about to die; what do you do with your worldly possessions? Give 'em to family and charities. Do you take vitamins daily? No. Do you know anyone that’s handicapped? Probably. Do you know any illegal immigrants? I did, but he got deported after he fucked up with getting involved in crime. Do you own any formal gowns/tuxes? I have one black dress I'd wear to certain occasions if I could actually fit in it, which I definitely could not currently. Can you sit for long periods of time? NO. Pretty sure my surgery caused a sensitive nerve, because afterwards, I couldn't and still can't sit very long without getting up being horrendous and slow. Do you have any cavities? Just one I'm scheduled to get fixed next month. What’s the most attractive thing on the opposite sex?  Why do I like shoulder blades so much like why Do you regularly experience pain in any part of your body? My knees constantly hurt. Wish I knew why. Last place you flew to on a plane? Chicago, and I'm going again real soon. :') Does Europe or Asia sound more appealing to you for a vacation? Ugh both. But it's more likely I'll see Europe. Who was the last person to give you a hickey? If ever. He Who Shall Not Be Named. What is your lover's middle name? Jane. Who was the last person to flirt with you, other than your lover? I don't think anyone. What’s your favorite type of sushi? Never tried it, not interested. What’s your favorite patriotic song? All that's coming to mind is "Courtesy of the Red, White, And Blue" by Toby Kieth. It's pretty catchy. Have you ever read a book about a character in a psych ward? No, but that'd actually be really interesting and maybe relatable to me... though that could also prove dangerous and triggering, too. Have you ever been in a mental hospital as a patient? Five or six times, I stopped paying attention at four. Whose place did you last chill at and with who? Colleen's. Have you ever been lead on? I don't think so. Have you ever slept with a member of the opposite sex without having sex? Well yeah, we were in a long-term relationship, we were just about an old married couple just like "nah son we going to bed." Sleeping with each other was enough. What would you say if someone asked you to get high right now? Peasant, I won the D.A.R.E. writing contest in the 5th grade, I say hugs not drugs. Has someone close to you died of a murder? No. How often do you brush your hair? Every time after a shower and before I go out. Short hair makes caring for it so much easier. Did you ever listen to Avril Lavigne when you were younger? Fuck yeah I did. What are three things you refuse to ever do? Prostitute, abuse someone, do drugs. Do you have any medication that you keep with you at all times? Yes, anxiety attack med. What’s something that’s much more difficult than a lot of people realize? Putting on and maintaining a happy face with depression. Have you ever began a relationship with someone you knew for less than a week? No. Do you typically do your make up the same each time? Or do you like to change it up often? It's pretty much the same. What is your favorite breakfast food? Cinnamon rolls. Do you plan on having both your parents at your wedding? Yeah. When you help someone do you ever think, “What’s in it for me?” Check your heart if you actually ask yourself this. Have you ever carried a concealed weapon? No. Have you ever blocked someone on Facebook before? Yeah. Tattoos on your lower back - cute or trashy? Neither, reliant on just placement. I couldn't care less where you get tatted, the location doesn't *automatically* make something (un)attractive. Also, try to convince me how the placement of a tat is "trashy." What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever cried about? There's no telling. Ever faked an orgasm? No. Done something illegal to your car? N/A What scars on your body do you have? Oh, boy... I scar so easily. My worst ones are on my shins from scratching the fuck out of them after shaving, I have two scars from stitches, various cat scratches, a scar from bumping into the side of Venus' cage, one from accidentally scratching my hand pretty bad while washing my feet in the shower (don't even ask how I accomplished that), faint self-harm ones. I have way too many. Ever date anybody in middle school? One guy. Puppylove. Ever written your number in a public bathroom or a school text book? If so, did anyone actually call you? No. Ever had an infection of any kind? Yeah. Ears, a piercing, a cyst... probably more. Oh, and I have inactive MRSA, if that counts. Would you prefer cherry Cola or vanilla Cola? Omggggggg, gimme cherry. Vanilla Coke is gross. Have you ever tried to draw an anime version of yourself? No. How do you feel when you are ignored? I handle this worse than the average person. No one likes it, but it makes me feel especially unimportant, annoying, and unworthy of any attention, because something must be "wrong" with me. I guess it's maybe an AvPD thing, like I interpret it as rejection. Name a site that you visit everyday. KM. I'm like an overprotective mom of it that has to ensure everything is fine. Have you ever led the prayer at dinnertime? If not, do you want to? I have on Thanksgiving. Would you rather play an instrument or be the singer? If I was actually confident in my voice, sing. Turkey or ham for Thanksgiving? Turkey is too dry, so I was all about spiral ham. Do you celebrate Black Friday? I just shop online if there's a good deal I come across. What song are you listening to right now? "Army Of The Night" by Powerwolf. Have you ever been bitten by an animal? Nipped, sure. Then occasionally a cat would play too rough. Colons or equal signs for your smiley face’s eyes? Colons. At what point were your parents most disappointed in you? I don't know. Have you ever had a tarot reading or palm reading? No, I don't believe they're in any way factual. If you’re no longer in school, what is something you miss about it? If you’re still in school, what’s something you think you’re going to miss about it? I miss at least somewhat of a social life. What is the greatest amount of money you’ve spent on a concert ticket? How much would you be willing to spend to see your favorite band/artist? Idk how much the Alice Cooper tickets were. To see my absolute favorite... maybe $300? Do you use your turn signals when you’re driving? I'll judge you the moment I find out you don't. When you play Monopoly, what game piece do you choose to use for going around the board? The dog. What books (if any) have you read more than once? Meerkat Manor: Flower of the Kalahari and Because of Winn-Dixie off the top of my head. What is something you like to think about while you fall asleep? Happy thoughts. Focus on something good that happened and stuff like that. How long do you think you could tolerate going without showering? There's absolutely no way I could go beyond three. Even after two days, I feel pretty yucky. If you had the power to instantly transform someone’s life (for the better), who would you choose to use this on? My mom. She's never happy and probably doesn't remember what it's like to not be a stressed mess. Does it bother you when surveys ask about political or cultural topics that could possibly be controversial? No. Does someone’s view on homosexuality affect how you feel about them in any way? Yup. How about someone’s view on religion? It depends on which and how hardcore you are about it. Do you wear Crocs? Set them aflame. What’s your favorite thing to have on your bed? Sara. Don't even mean that sexually, it just means I get to cuddle with her lmao. What’s the nicest text in your inbox say? Certainly something saved from Sara. Who was your last missed call? Vocational rehab. The person you have feelings for says he/she wants to have sex, you say? Well first if she was absolutely certain about wanting to. Then I'd be all for it. Do you know how many people your best friend has had sex with? None. KFC or Popeye’s? I don't like fried chicken, like at all. If you could have a neon light sign that said anything you wanted, or looked like anything you wanted, what would it be? I deadass want a retro-style, blue one that reads "but be very Jim" to confuse the unenlightened. What was the last thing to malfunction/break in your house? Was it fixed? Something was wrong with the washer. I think it's been fixed? Or Mom's doing laundry elsewhere. What was the last uncomfortable situation you were in? I was getting my knees x-rayed and of course they needed a billion angles, and I couldn't totally understand what the woman was telling me (very echoey), so I just totally ragdolled and let her do whatever with my legs, but she needed me to readjust a lot and just ugh it was awkward and I felt very annoying. Do you think it is awkward for people over sixteen to have sleepovers? No????? Are you good about sharing your belongings? Are there certain items [aside from obvious things like your underwear] that you wouldn’t be willing to share with anyone? It depends on what it is and who you are. Something I'd share with no one... idk. Will you cry at your wedding? I will get raccoon eyes the moment I see her. What was the last thing you sang? "Where The Wild Wolves Have Gone" by Powerwolf. Gummy bears or Gummy worms? Worms. What’s your middle name(s)? Marie Catherine. If your last ex said they hate you, you say? I wouldn't know what to say; I'd be pretty damn hurt. We've been friends since high school and he's the last "real" friend I have irl. Only one I ever occasionally see, only one who checks up on me. What do you struggle with the most? Anxiety. It affects so many areas of my life. Are you good at giving advice? I don't think I'm bad. Especially if you give me a moment to think on the topic. What do you want to change about your looks? W E I G H T Do any of your pajama pants have holes in them? There's quite a lot in my Batman pair. Old. What do you get cravings for the most? Soda, probably. Do you enjoy watching vlogs? Depends on the person and what I feel up to watching. What is your favorite Halloween candy? Nothing really exclusive to the holiday. Where was your senior prom held? The local community college. What was the theme of your senior prom? Don't remember, actually. Do you know what you want the theme of your wedding to be? If so, what would it be? Sara babe can we do gothic please I'll marry you harder. Did you have low self-esteem growing up? No, it became an actual problem in high school. If you’ve ever had your hair highlighted, what color highlights did you get? Purple and red are the only highlights I've gotten, I think. What color Christmas lights do you like best on your tree? ALL THE COLORS. What do you put on top of your Christmas tree? We tend to alternate between a star and angel. How many proms did you go to? Two. How many boyfriends have you had in your life? Meh, answered this in enough surveys, so I'll just say only one was serious. How many girlfriends have you had in your life? One. Have you ever had a “friend crush” on someone? OH YEAH, I've learned that I have more than once. Think I like someone like that, then nope. Were you ever homeschooled? I was homebound at the end of 8th grade. At what age did you start puberty? Idk. I just know I was normal. Have you ever made a wreath? No. Who was your first roommate? My then-boyfriend, his friend, and his then-girlfriend. What color hair did your first crush have? Brown. Do you know how to change a tire? No. Have you ever passed out? Once, came very close on I think two or three other occasions. Do you prefer notepad or wordpad? Wordpad. Do you eat raw cookie dough? I will risk salmonella for that shit. How old is the last person you kissed? 20. Where does your best friend live? Illinois. How many people have you truly fallen IN love with? Two. Has anybody ever called you a tease? Oh boy. I fucking live off teasing. What about kinky? I was too much of a shy sub for him to ever see that side ha. Where was your mom born? Queens, NY. Have you ever seen your siblings naked? My two immediate sisters, anyway. What do people call you? Brittany, Britt, or Ozz, mostly. What are you doing this weekend? BITCH I'M GETTING MY MARK TATTOO. I made $365 + $20 sitting fee for the wedding shoot so guess what I'm treating myself to. Do you owe anyone money? Who? What for? My old college. Do you like people? Eh. Hard question for me to answer. I think I'm neutral towards the morality of humanity in general, but what's for sure is I don't trust the majority. Do you think you look better with a tan or without? Without. It's all I really know lmao. Would you ever share your most embarrassing moment in a YouTube video? That'd be flagged fast lmao. Regardless, n o p e. What’s your favorite hair color for girls? PASTEL COLORS!!!!! I like dyed hair on anyone okay. What color is your recliner? Don't have one. Do you wear makeup every day, or only on special occasions? Whenever I feel like it, regardless of occasion. What helps you take your mind off your problems? Talk to Sara, RP, watch YouTube... Does your first crush know you liked him/her? Definitely not. Did you ever think your house was haunted? I think my most recent might have been? But idk. Do you have any supernatural gifts or abilities? No. What does your trick-or-treat bag or bucket look like? N/A sadly. :c Do you celebrate Christmas? Yeah. What season would you want to have engagement photos taken in? As much as I hate the season, spring, with l o t s of flowers and sunshine!! You’re in line at Taco Bell, what’s your order? I only ever get a cheese quesadilla and fiesta potatoes. Has anyone ever taken your clothes off of you before? Yeah. Have you ever stayed up at night waiting for someone to call/text you back? Maybe? Have you ever touched a dead body? Dead pets, yes. I might've touched my old babysitter's face or something at her open-casket wake, idr. Have you ever had a real tea party? Or been to one? No. Just the make-believe ones Nicole would want to do as a kid with her Disney set. How do you feel when a mostly unheard of band (or tv show, movie, etc.) that you love suddenly starts to gain popularity? Happy for 'em! Just don't change your style for the sake of appeasing the masses. *coughmaroon5cough* When was the last time you listened to new music? Recently. Gotten into Spotify a bit. Do you think it is strange when a couple says “we are pregnant” rather than “I am pregnant” or “my girlfriend is pregnant”? No, I actually think it's sweet. You're in it together. What word spelled out looks weird to you? "Acquaintance." I can't spell it either; fucked it up first time. Do you require “closure” after things like break-ups or do you move on easily? I need closure. Is there a genre of movie that you just can’t watch? I'm not that into action. Have you ever been on a hot air balloon? No. What was the last seriously painful thing that happened to you? Getting my tragus re-pierced was actually pretty rough since apparently I have thick cartilage and it went through scar tissue. What’s the last rude thing someone said to you? Idk. What does your class ring look like? I didn't buy one. List ten careers you think you’d find interesting. Oh, jeez. Ten? Particularly interesting? I'll try: Paleontologist, biologist, cryptozoologist, zoologist, musician, YouTuber, dancer, taxidermist, snake morph breeder, and uhhhh. Idk. Do you know what you want to do with your life? Yeah. Do you believe in Judgment Day? No. What is the name of your YouTube channel? My current one is 0zzkat. What was the first social media site you joined? MySpace. Where would you most like to do a 24-hour challenge in? List five places. Bitch tbh I don't think I could do any alone lmao. But I'd probably find an old asylum scariest/most interesting. What’s your favorite part of Chinatown? Never been. What are some jobs people in your family have had? List five. Disney World employee, professional cake decorator, mammographer, special ed assistant teacher, and dance instructor. Which Power Ranger was your favorite? Wasn't into that. What is one unique thing you’re afraid of? Whale sharks oof. What is your favorite milkshake flavor? Buy me that Reese's Blast thing from Sonic and I'll be your slave for a day. Do you believe in aliens? I actually do by now. If you were ever sent to prison what crime would you have committed? I've legitimately worried about me killing someone in self-defense but it being ruled as murder or something. @_@ Do you have a picture of you kissing someone? Yeah. Do you have a favorite pillow you always sleep with? No. When was the last time you slept in someone else’s bed? When I was at Sara's. Out of all of your friends who have you gotten in the worst fight with? That I still associate with, Sara. We were lil shits. :'D Who was the last person to have to deal with you having an attitude? Mom. If you had $100 dollars, how would you spend it? Save it to get my laptop fixed. You were given the opportunity to get a new cellular device, what do you choose? Some older iPhone. I don't need something needlessly expensive, just one that isn't actual garbage. Which of your classes in school is most capable of killing a good mood for you? Math was. How nice of a person are you, honestly? Tbfh I think I'm typically too nice. I'm getting better at taking less b.s. now tho. Ever physically fought with member of the opposite sex? No. Ever kissed a friend’s crush? No. Do you swallow gum when you’re finished? Only if I really want it gone but I don't have access to a trashcan. Very rarely does that happen because I feel funny trying to swallow it. Ever had a best friend of the opposite sex? Well when I was dating Jason I considered him my best friend of course, but if you don't count s/os, no. Have you ever kissed in the snow? Probably. Is there someone that you believe you will always be attracted to? Yeah. Do you have something in your room that you never want to get ruined? I would legitimately break down if something happened to my shiny pebble from Holly Hill. I got it on my "graduation;" it symbolized how something beautiful came from harsh conditions or something like that. It was passed around by my teachers and "classmates" for each person to wish me well and just in general say all they wanted to about me while holding it. With how that place truly became my messiah, I couldn't lose that thing, ever. Have you ever made a difference in someone’s life? I'd think so. My parents especially, obviously. Next time you will kiss someone on the lips? OCTOBER 3RD APPROACHES. Do you think dances (prom, homecoming, etc.) are fun or lame? They're overrated. You pay a lot to look nice just to stand around with shit music blaring and being totally unable to hear each other. I truly don't know why I went to two. What was the last thing you tried for the first time? Ummm blue cheese? What was the last thing you learned? Oh jeez, this should be easy with the videos I've been binging lately. Nothing impressive. How often do you visit your relatives? Like, never ever. When was the last time someone admitted to having somewhat of an attraction to you? Sara. What was the last wedding you went to like? Any pictures you’d like to post? It was beautiful and intimate, and it was an absolute honor to be the photographer. I don't feel like fetching pictures, but they're on my photography site and FB page. Has anyone slapped you across the face before? If so, why? No. Do you prefer to have more or less in common with your significant other? More. Would you take a shot of heroin for a million dollars? No, not worth it. Why don’t you talk to your ex anymore? Aaron: Drifted apart. Juan: He's a reckless fool I didn't want to associate with, partly out of fear of his rep, too. Jason: He wanted nothing to do with me. He claimed it was for my own sake as he didn't want me to develop false hope, but who knows if that was the sole reason. Tyler: He was way too obsessive and wouldn't leave me alone. I still talk to Girt.

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deeeelightfuldee · 3 years

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day one

Do you only wish the best for your ex? yea I don’t want to wish ill for anyone.

How are things between you and the person you like? wellllllllll. today was the big break off. i was spending a lot of time asking for his time and he didn’t have anything to give me. i also really needed him to fight for me and he never did. i miss him so bad but I know he won’t message/call/see me. i bet he doesn’t even read these anymore.. goodness knows he won’t ever post on here.. that’s ok. time to move on i guess.

What were you doing at 4:00 a.m. last night? I woke up around 4 and felt super disoriented but I went back to sleep.

Who was the last person you talked to before you went to sleep last night? i imagine charlie

What time did you decide to get out of bed today? like 730

Did you straighten your hair this morning? No. I had a very.. umm.. unexpected situation occur during my shower than made me run out of the bathroom screaming and then I had to like rinse my conditioner out in a weird way so it was not an ideal day for hair. I knew it wouldnt be tho.

When was the last time you laughed really hard? i honestly don’t know. I used to laugh all the time.

What do you hear right now? i just turned off some other stuff and put on bobs burgers to try and cheer me up while I do this but I think its going to have to switch over to a movie.

If you were breaking up with your girlfriend/boyfriend, what would you most likely say? i mean assuming it wasn’t for like a particular reason then it would probably be like “I have to explain something to you, because I feel like I respect you too much to be anything but honest and transparent with you. But I’m starting to get the feeling that this isn’t a good fit for long-term anymore. I am so very, very sorry because I wish this could work out but you deserve more than what I can offer you.”

Do you think that once people get married, they eventually fall “out of love?” I think that a huge part of keeping a marriage healthy is that you prioritize your spouse and don’t stop doing the things you did to get them, when you have them. I don’t think every marriage immediately means you’ll fall out love. but I think sometimes love is hard and it requires CHOOSING your partner every single day.

Where’s your cell phone? uhhh, i think under my pillow perhaps.

If you found out you were pregnant who would you tell first? well. it would be super interesting to find out who the father is. assuming that this was a pregnancy occuring by appropriate measures, I would probably tell the father first. I’d want mom & em to know right away.

Who would you like your next “fling” to be with? idk. I’m in a really weird spot right now because I’m telling myself to leave K alone and not want him, but I’m still in love. and it’s not like a light switch I can turn off. so obviously my insides are like begging for him, but my brain is like “naw girl, move along. date other peeps” and so idk.

Are you slowly drifting away from someone close? lol story of my life rn. just the person who mean the most to me. Love that journey for me.

When was the last time you saw the person you last kissed? gosh. the day I broke up with him hahahahahahhahahahhaahhahaha.

Do you like your phone? it’s an incredibly beautiful phone. it’s my literal dream phone. but i won’t have it much longer.

Last alcohol beverage? mint chocolate chip dessert wine

Have you ever slept in a bed with the opposite sex? yeah. I had a bf who lived out of state and he would come stay at the house for the weekend or w/e and even tho he had his own place to stay in the spare bedroom, he’d often just come sleep next to me.

If you had to move in with a friend, which one would you pick? i wanted to live with k. that won’t happen. I’d be a very uncomfortable third wheel in pretty much every other friendship.

What do your best friends call you? Di, Ana, Dee, SweeDee, Diana

Who was the last person to go to the movies with you? my sister

Are you currently fighting with someone? no. tbh I’m just keeping afloat. I think a lot of people I’m talking to think i’m totally fine rn

Last time you had butterflies in your stomach? reading thru some letters I found tonight from K

Are you looking forward to something as of right now? probably christmastime. it’ll be very low key this year but i’m just hoping there’ll be good stuff by then.

Have you ever been called a tease? yea

What do you want in your life right now? yikes. where to begin.

Have anything on your mind? i have had more on my mind that I can recall ever having.

Pass or fail a drug test if you took one right now? Pass.

What are you doing this summer? it’s not summertime anymore

How many times have you been on a plane? couple hundred times.

Favorite song? that changes all the time. the song “memory I don’t mess with” is very special to me rn cus it feels like my situation

Scared of anything? yes. ooooooo yes.

Do you get jealous easy? when I feel secure, not at all. You do you, baby boo. but if I feel like forgotten, misplaced, or insecure in my relationship then I do feel jealous

What color is your hair? s’about to change wednesday

Which night club plays the best songs to dance to? i really don’t like clubs.

Made up with anyone recently after an argument? ummm.. so I would say I had a fairly large argument today. we didn’t make up, it more so ended that he shut down after seeing the picture of me coming out of a panic attack from the other night. I stopped because I just felt like this overwhelming wave that he just is never going to want me again the way he did before and I don’t want to force someone or beg someone to want me.

Missing anyone right now? yep. more than they know.

Do you use MSN? man I used to love msn. is it even still a thing?

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200:My crush’s name is:Ya’ll don’t get to know that but he is a mutual.

199: I was born in: Idaho

198:I am really: Comfy

197:My cellphone company is: AT&T

196:My eye color is: Blue-green

195:My shoe size is: 7

194:My ring size is: I don’t really wear rings so I’m not sure

193:My height is: 5ft1

192:I am allergic to: SO MUCH STUFF Big ones are tho are bees, cats, and red onions

191:My 1st car was: 2001 Chevy Malibu

190:My 1st job was: Shelf stocker

189:Last book you read: 5th Wave?

188:My bed is: Big and cozy

187:My pet: Cute and wonderful

186:My best friend: @leeminlimer hes a really good cook but hes lonely so if you’re a cute girl hit him up lmao

185:My favorite shampoo is: Cherry Blossom

184:Xbox or ps3: I’m so bad at video games it’s not even funny

183:Piggy banks are: Cute and unreasonable for me

182:In my pockets:Probably a receipt from the grocery store

181:On my calendar: Work and a doctors appointment on Friday

180:Marriage is: Sounds pretty cool to me

179:Spongebob can: Get really annoying but I also love it

178:My mom: She’s crazy and I love her

177:The last three songs I bought were? OK- Being as an Ocean

Humblest Pleasures- Turnover

Hum- Tigers Jaw

176:Last YouTube video watched: A bathroom remodel thing

175:How many cousins do you have? Cousin alone like 10? Including their spouses and kids like 18 I think.

174:Do you have any siblings? Three all older.

173:Are your parents divorced? Nope, they’ve been married for 30 years.

172:Are you taller than your mom? No -.-

171:Do you play an instrument? I used to know how to play the guitar really badly.

170:What did you do yesterday? Helped replace the bathroom cabinets and clean.[ I Believe In ]169:Love at first sight: I guess so why not.

168:Luck: Yeah

167:Fate: Maybe?

166:Yourself: Eh

165:Aliens: HELL YEAH

164:Heaven: Yeah

163:Hell: So I think so but I have some conflicting feelings as to how I was always told we are all Gods children and he loves us and has a plan for us all but if you don’t believe in him you’re going to hell even if you’re a good person but if rapists and murders believe in God they’ll be forgiven and live eternally in heaven.

162:God: Yeah

161:Horoscopes: Nope

160:Soul mates: Yess

159:Ghosts: oooo yup

158:Gay Marriage: I like how this is in the same category as God and magic and ghosts. But yes.

157:War: Yes? I mean it happens?

156:Orbs: Like circles or ghost orbs. Yes to both.

155:Magic: Nah, I don’t think so.[ This or That ]154:Hugs or Kisses: Hella miss being kissed rn

153:Drunk or High: High, only pot tho

152:Phone or Online: Online

151:Red heads or Black haired: I look better with red but probably black hair on other people

150:Blondes or Brunettes: Brunette

149:Hot or cold: Hot

148:Summer or winter: Summer

147:Autumn or Spring: Autumn

146:Chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla

145:Night or Day: Night, love me some starry nights

144:Oranges or Apples: Oranges but only if theyre tart

143:Curly or Straight hair: Curly on me

142:McDonalds or Burger King: Neither?

141:White Chocolate or Milk Chocolate: Neither? they make my stomach hurt

140:Mac or PC: PC

139:Flip flops or high heals: Flipflops

138:Ugly and rich OR sweet and poor: I’m already ugly and poor :/

137:Coke or Pepsi: Neither

136:Hillary or Obama: Obama

135:Burried or cremated: BURN ME

134:Singing or Dancing: Horrible at both but singing

133:Coach or Chanel: Neither I just said I’m poor

132:Kat McPhee or Taylor Hicks: I don’t know who those people are

131:Small town or Big city: In the middle

130:Wal-Mart or Target: Target

129:Ben Stiller or Adam Sandler: Staying loyal to Night at the Museum, Ben Stiller

128:Manicure or Pedicure: Neither, I don’t like strangers touching me

127:East Coast or West Coast: West

126:Your Birthday or Christmas: Birthday

125:Chocolate or Flowers: Flowers

124:Disney or Six Flags: Never been to either

123:Yankees or Red Sox: I don’t know anything about sports[ Here’s What I Think About ]122:War: I think that people fight for what they believe in at all costs but a lot of innocent people die along the way and it would be nice if people could settle differences without fighting but thats a fairys and rainbow daydream that won’t come true but on the other hand some people are incredibly shitty and need to be held accountable for their actions

121:George Bush: Jet fuel doesn’t melt steel beams

120:Gay Marriage: Lettem get married

119:The presidential election: It was a shitshow and now look where we are fucktrump

118:Abortion: It’s a womans choice

117:MySpace: I made one in 5th grade and had no friends on it but I felt so bad ass

116:Reality TV: I don’t watch it

115:Parents: Mine are pretty alright

114:Back stabbers: Why do people have to be so mean113:Ebay: I’ve never used it

112:Facebook: It’s alright

111:Work: I touch strangers fr a living and as I said before I don’t like people touching me so I have 40 hours of personal hell.

110:My Neighbors: They have really cute goats

109:Gas Prices: TOO HIGH (im poor)

108:Designer Clothes: SO SPENDY (im poor)

107:College: SO EXPENSIVE (im poor but need a degree)

106:Sports: I’m bad at them

105:My family: They’re bat shit crazy

104:The future: Hopefully it’s good[ Last time I ]103:Hugged someone: Last night

102:Last time you ate: I’m eating applesauce atm

101:Saw someone I haven’t seen in awhile: Today I saw a doc I used to work with

100:Cried in front of someone: Not sure

99:Went to a movie theater: Ummmm 7 months maybe more?

98:Took a vacation: December 2015 and that was my only vacation

97:Swam in a pool: A few years ago

96:Changed a diaper: When my nephew was a baby so fourish years ago

95:Got my nails done: Two years ago

94:Went to a wedding: Four years

93:Broke a bone: Never

92:Got a peircing: Had my nips pierced for a while about two years ago

91:Broke the law: A few days ago

90:Texted: Like 25 minutes ago[ MISC ]89:Who makes you laugh the most: Depression memes

88:Something I will really miss when I leave home is: My dog

87:The last movie I saw: Zodiac

86:The thing that I’m looking forward to the most: Moving out

85:The thing im not looking forward to: Being in clinic

84:People call me: Sarah

83:The most difficult thing to do is: Have strangers in my personal space

82:I have gotten a speeding ticket: Nope

81:My zodiac sign is: Cancer

80:The first person i talked to today was: My mom

79:First time you had a crush: Four or five?

78:The one person who i can’t hide things from: My therapist

77:Last time someone said something you were thinking: Last night “ That’s so gross”

76:Right now I am talking to: No one

75:What are you going to do when you grow up: Be a teacher

74:I have/will get a job: Have

73:Tomorrow: Work

72:Today: Work

71:Next Summer: Be less chunky

70:Next Weekend: Go on an adventure

69:I have these pets: The best dog in the world

68:The worst sound in the world: Cutting Styrofoam or it rubbing together

67:The person that makes me cry the most is: Myself

66:People that make you happy: All my friends

65:Last time I cried: A couple weeks ago

64:My friends are: Pretty sweet

63:My computer is: Really loud

62:My School: I’m a adult

61:My Car: Is really REALLY sad

60:I lose all respect for people who: Are rude to waiters/ waitresses and children

59:The movie I cried at was: Marley and Me

58:Your hair color is: Dark brown

57:TV shows you watch: Stranger Things, The OA, Criminal Minds, The 100

56:Favorite web site: This hellhole of a site

55:Your dream vacation: Some place with lots of fun hikes and good food

54:The worst pain I was ever in was: The time I quit my job to go to the ER because my cramps were so bad I wouldn’t stand and I was crying and it was bad

53:How do you like your steak cooked: I don’t eat steak

52:My room is: Covered in dog hair

51:My favorite celebrity is: Jake Gyllenhaal

50:Where would you like to be: At a happier place in my life

49:Do you want children: Yes!!

48:Ever been in love: Nope

47:Who’s your best friend: Liam

46:More guy friends or girl friends: It’s even

45:One thing that makes you feel great is: Taking a shower

44:One person that you wish you could see right now: Any of my internet friends

43:Do you have a 5 year plan: I’m just trying to make it through the day

42:Have you made a list of things to do before you die: Kinda

41:Have you pre-named your children: I like the name Zena for a girl

40:Last person I got mad at: My sister for being an ass

39:I would like to move to: Washington maybe

38:I wish I was a professional: Adventurer [ My Favorites ]37:Candy: Sour patch kids

36:Vehicle: 1970 Chevelle SS

35:President: Shoutput to Roosevelt for making national parks a thing

34:State visited: Washington

33:Cellphone provider: AT&T

32:Athlete: ????

31:Actor: ????

30:Actress: ???? theres to many options and I don’t remember names

29:Singer: anyone who sings sad songs

28:Band: Being as an Ocean

27:Clothing store: A lot of my shirts are from target

26:Grocery store: Fred’s is the closest so thats where I go

25:TV show: Criminal Minds

24:Movie: Pacific Rim

23:Website: Here

22:Animal: Elephant

21:Theme park: I’ve only been to Silverwood

20:Holiday: HALLOWEEN 19:Sport to watch: Soccer I guess

18:Sport to play: None I fucking suck at them

17:Magazine: National Geographic specifically any issue on space

16:Book:I really like the Shannara Chronicles

15:Day of the week: I really don’t mind Mondays

14:Beach: I loved the ones in Maui

13:Concert attended: I’ve never been to one :/

12:Thing to cook: Pancakes

11:Food: Fried Ravioli

10:Restaurant: Jewel Lake Pizza and Chinese Food

9:Radio station: I don’t really listen to it

8:Yankee candle scent: ??? probably apple orchard or something like that

7:Perfume: Tuscan Blood Orange

6:Flower: All of em

5:Color: Yellow

4:Talk show host: Not sure

3:Comedian: Not sure

2:Dog breed: Muts

1:Did you answer all these truthfully? Yeah

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