#idk how this image got in my head but it just clicked outta no where hopefully this is good enough fdjndsnj Have Marcy just trying to be-

[thescarecrowmailmanalt]

@rapstxr wanted a started with M.M!!

"..."

Well, this was awkward as hell. Her daughter brought HIM for the evening. She never liked Mike, not even a tiny bit. She always thought her daughter could do better than him, but no matter what, she was nuts over him. She couldn't get it for her life of her.

Girlfriend took D.D out for shopping for whatever, which soured her mood a tinyyyy bit more than usual. She was the one who usually shopped with her baby and spoiled her on these shopping sprees, not her husband usually! The girlfriend begged Marcy not to do anything bad while they were away. Of course, she couldn't say no to her baby girl, so she promised, and Marcy and Mike were alone for a bit.

She was sitting on the couch messing with her bracelets, not giving Mike a single glance as she had to keep the promise of not hurting him even though it would be a perfect time to.

"Soo....Howww...are you.."

[drakenology]

It’s Gonna Be A Long Night - Bakugo Katsuki

warnings! ⚠️ : smut, fluff, and swearing. also in the perspective of a fem!reader

summary: bakugo gets home from a longggg night of hero work; desperate to just crawl into his shared bed with his favorite person (hey, that’s you!) and ravish her until the night is done. he hasn’t been this hungry for you since the first time you guys did the deed!

Idk the word count for this. Sorry! I’m typing this on my phone anddd i’m kinda new to this stuff. Enjoy!

God. Tonight was one of the most draining nights of Bakugo’s career as top hero. Five villian attacks in the same night as well as an attempted kidnapping. Not to mention the long and drawn out confrence meetings with the local police as well as the other pro heros in his agency.

As the night ended, Bakugo waved goodbye with the least amount of energy he could give as he turned in for the night, heading to his car to return home. He plopped down in the driver’s seat with an exasperated sigh as he reached in his pocket to grab his phone to let you know he was on the way home; shutting this door behind himself.

“Hey, you awake? If not I’m waking you up. I need you.” Bakugo texted with sleepy eyes. He waited for a little while to see if you’d respond before he pulled off. Soon enough he heard his phone ping.

“Yeah. Can’t sleep. Had a bad day? I can reheat your dinner if you want.” You texted back from your shared bed. You were up waiting for him to come home all night. He wasn’t supposed to be out this late anyways. That’s what happens when you’re engaged to a pro hero. The sleepless nights, those nights where one of you would be asleep and the other comes trudging in from a late shift; sometimes it can be overwhelming, but for him it was all worth it. You supported his dream of being a pro hero since the two of you were walking the halls of UA together.

“Nah. Not hungry for that. I’m tryna eat something else though.” Bakugo texted back with a sly smirk. He sat his phone on the dashboard and pulled out of the parking lot; making his way home.

Bakugo couldn’t wait to get home; driving in his all black sports car with haste through the city traffic. At least y/n would be there to greet him. He knew from the start of your relationship that you were his end game. He loved everything about you from your head down to your toes (which he secretly thinks are fucking adorable!). All he could think about is how you look when you’re undone; hair messy, little to no clothes on looking absolutely delicious in one of his big t-shirts. He could already smell your shampoo as he dreamt of you lying in bed waiting for him; his pants growing tight as he imagines your breasts bare and supple underneath one of his shirts. As he waits for the traffic light to turn green, he reaches for his phone to text you again.

“Gonna fuck the shit outta you when I get there, baby. I cant wait to see that ass naked.”

Meanwhile at home, you read the text from your favorite blonde with a goofy smile plastered on your face. Biting your lip in temptation, you jump out of bed to prep yourself for the long night of love-making ahead. It was a Friday night so he had all the time in the world to please your body for as long as he wished as weekends were his only days off. You walked towards your bathroom to take a quick shower before your fiancé made his way home. You stood in the hot shower and let out a small groan as the feeling of your muscles relaxing under the water slowly covered your body. Sighing, you wash up a little more before turning off the water and stepping out, running a towel over your wet face to dry it off. You walk back into your bedroom and pull out one of Bakugo’s favorite sets he loves to see you in. An orange lace bra with a black lacy thong with matching orange trimming on them. The first time you wore this for your fiancé he damn near ripped it off of you.

“Fuck, you look so sexy, princess. Move ‘em to the side. Don’t you dare take them off.” He said gesturing towards your sweet heat. He ate you out for what seemed like hours that night in his office and fucked you until you couldn’t remember your own name.

You softly smiled at the memory as you pulled a big white t-shirt (belonging to bakugo) over the sexy little number. Soon enough you heard the sound of your fiancé’s car alarm being activated .

He’s home. You practically run into the living room like a puppy greeting its owner. Standing right in front of the front door, you listen as the door clicks unlocked, your lower half feeling a familiar pressure. You missed him so much. Too much. The door opens as your spikey headed blond lover walks through, sitting his bag at the door and taking off his shoes. He looks down at you, his towering figure inching closer to your smaller frame. He says nothing, pulling you into his arms as if he hadn’t seen you in years when it had only been a few hours. You wrap your arms around his neck and embrace the man you love.

“Hey, shitty woman.” He says, peppering little kisses all over your face and neck.

He lifts you up, wrapping your legs around his strong waist as he plants a passionate kiss on your lips. Your tongues danced together, massaging and exploring each other with love as he pulled away slowly as if he never wanted to stop. He catches your scent and he knows he’s finally home. With you.

“I’ve been missing you all day, Ka-chan. How was your day?” You ask him, still being carried by Bakugo as if you were a precious thing that was to never touch the ground.

“It’s better now that I’m home. Today did anything less than piss me off.” Katuski growled. He walked toward the kitchen and sat you down on the island. “I guess you’re gonna have to make it better, huh princess?”

You licked your lips in response; your pussy feeling as if a faucet had been turned on. You wanted him bad. And he wanted you too.

“It’s like you don’t own any of your own pajamas. Why’re you always prancing around in my shirts, huh? Is it ‘cause you know it fuckin’ turns me on seeing you like this? I bet you’re naked under here, aren’t you?” Bakugo groans lifting the shirt over your head to reveal the sexy lingerie you slipped on earlier. You smirk as he drinks in your entire body with his cheeks flushing red. God, he think you’re the most gorgeous thing walking. How’d he end up with someone as perfect as you? Didn’t matter. He had you right where he wanted you, from now until forever.

“Damn.” He said, biting his lip as he caressed your thighs, spreading them a bit to get a good look at you. You let out a subtle moan, your pussy growing wetter by the second as he touched you. It was like his hands knew which spots to touch to turn you on. He stood between your legs, hiking them up on his hips as he motions for you to lay back on the island. “I remember this damned set. You surprised me at work wearing nothing but this under that long coat I got you a couple Christmases back. You still look fuckin’ hot in it.” Bakugo said, looking you deep in your eyes. He doesn’t even know where to start with you. All he knows is that he’s gonna fuck you until all you can say is his name by the break of dawn.

“Katsuki~, I’m so wet for you. P-Please touch me.” You whined, the pressure in your panties becoming too much to bear. He smirks at you, running his hands up your body to pull out one of your breasts from your bra. You hiss a little at your exposed nipple being assaulted by the cool air of the kitchen.

“ ‘Gonna be a long fuckin’ night, baby. You oughta be more patient. You’re gonna be walkin with a limp for a week when I’m done with you.” Bakugo said, lightly pinching your hardened nipple, pulling it slightly as he watched you try and close your thighs for friction. Your lacy panties could barely contain your juices from freely flowing out of you, your moans softly filling Katsuki’s ears as you squirm underneath him.

“Been thinkin’ about your sexy ass all day, ya know.” He says, kissing a trail down to where you needed him most only to further tease you by rubbing your clit harshly with his thumb over your panties. You gasp as he pulled them slightly to the side, just enough to see your pussy glistening with your own juices.

“Heh.. you weren’t kiddin’. You must be dyin’ for me to fuck you, huh baby?” He was enjoying this way too much. You try grinding against his stilled thumb as he swatted your ass in protest, you yelping in response.

“Stay fuckin’ still. I’ll get to that needy little pussy in a second.” He groans. Trust me, this is killing him just as much as it’s killing you. He just wants to savor the moment. Even though he had a whole weekend to have you bent over or spread out for you to take his dick, the weekends go by so quickly. And the night had just begun. Bakugo lifts you up and carries you to your shared bedroom, practically throwing you on the bed as you giggle. He climbs on top of you, dipping down to kiss you again. You moan into the kiss as he slips his tongue in your mouth, lifting a knee up to lightly brush against his hard dick through his pants. He groans, extra sensitive from being hard from his car up until now.

“Damn brat, I told you keep still.” He says, wrapping a hand around your throat to choke you as he kissed you deeper, yanking off your panties. You squeal as he slips his hand down to rub your clit in agonizingly slow circles. You moan into his lips desperately, wanting so much more than this insufferable teasing. You needed him now. He pulls away to look at your face; flushed and absolutely gorgeous. Your hair was disheveled from the kissing, your breast still hanging out of your bra as your chest heaved from you breathing heavily after the heated kiss. He burned this image of you into the back of his mind. Reaching behind you, he unclasped your bra; drinking in your beautiful and supple breasts. He moans at the sight, taking a nipple into his mouth feverishly suckling on the exposed bud. You moan into the air as he slips in two of fingers into your needy hole.

“Like that shit, huh?” He asked, pulling away from your breast. You nodded desperately, moans filling the room and Bakugo’s ears to his delight. He smirked as he quickened his pace, feeling your pussy contract around his fingers. Any more of this and you’re gonna cum for sure. Your moans becoming more high pitched and audible by the second as he inched you closer to your climax. Just as you’re about to release, he stops his fingers to your dismay. You frown at him, the cutest face he’s ever seen.

“Aw, princess. Did ya really think I was gonna let you cum this soon?” He said, licking his fingers tasting your sweet juices. He kissed down your stomach, stopping just below your belly button. “Tell me what you want, baby.” He growls, kissing a little lower.

“Fuuuck, Ka-chan pleaseee. F-Fuck me. I need you.” you whine, almost crying out for him to fuck you already. He loves it when you beg for him, especially when you use his old nickname in bed while doing so. You’re a strong, bad ass hero out in the streets, but a needy little baby for him in the sheets. He smirks as he removed his pants and boxers, his thick and juicy length slapping against his stomach as he removed them. You practically drool at the sight, hungry for that dick to be inside you. He watches your face has he revealed his dick to you, loving the hunger in your eyes.

“You ready, babe?” He asked, tapping the tip of his dick against your aching pussy. You nod, so ready to take him as you spread your legs nice and wide for him. Bakugo bit his lip at the sight of your gorgeous pussy, not hesitating to slide himself inside with a gutteral grunt. You gasp, taking him all in with ease with your slick cunt.

“Fuck, baby, mmm you’re so fuckin’ wet for me.” He groans, leaning down into your neck as he slowly thrusts into you, allowing you to adjust to his length. You two haven’t fucked all week until now so you’re feeling extra tight around him. Finally, the feeling you’ve been waiting for all night. You moaned sinfully as you feel him stretch you out, grabbing hold of his head and pulling lightly on his hair. He always filled you up so nicely, the feeling of his veiny length sliding in and out of your drenched walls sending you into complete bliss. The world could be burning around you and you wouldn’t even notice or care. Bakugo leaving open mouth kisses all over your neck, sucking harshly at the flesh as he leaves love bites all over as his pace became hard and fast. You moan loudly as he pounds into you, eyes rolling to the back of your head as you claw at his back.

“Mmmm~, K-Kachan I-I love you.” You purr into his ear as he kisses you in response. You start to feel yourself coming undone under him, your legs shaking around him. “I-I’m gonna c-cum. Ughh I love you.” You repeated as he fucks you even harder. Sounds of skin slapping, and your wet pussy taking him in and out filled the room as your moans echo in Katsuki’s ears. He’s close too but you always cum first so he’s holding himself back.

“Shit baby. You’re so fuckin’ tight. Go head and cum for me. C’mon.” He coos, rubbing your clit in time with his strokes. You practically scream as you instantaneously come undone as he requested, Katsuki not letting up in his strokes as he has to cum too. Tears fill your eyes as you take him, not fully recovered from your first orgasm as you moan louder. Overstimulated, you tremble underneath him unable to cope.

“Ah- Fuck!” You scream, feeling yourself about to burst for him again. His name on your lips like a mantra, you claw at his back more, for sure leaving scratches. He growls, lifting your legs onto his shoulders, stroking you deeper and deeper. He watches your face twist and turn as you take him deeper, your face filled with pleasure and lust as he brutally pounded into you. Your breasts jiggle as he pounds you, you grabbing onto one for dear life as he assaults your pussy. You clench around him again, seeing stars in your eyes as you feel yourself nearing your second orgasm.

“That’s right, baby. Cum for me again. ‘M not fuckin done with you.” His brash voice hums as he leans in further, your legs pressed against your chest as he pounds into you, slow but hard. You can’t contain your moans as you scream and cry for him, your neighbors definitely will know his name without even meeting him. You moan from deep within your stomach as you clench hard around his dick, cumming again and leaving a mess all over your sheets. He groans as his hips stutter into yours, nearing his own release.

“Fuckkk princess. I’m gonna cum- shit!” He hissed, his strokes becoming sloppy. You bite your lip as you feel his dick throb inside you, loving the way his last few thrusts feel.

“Yes ‘Suki, cum inside me!” You whine, kissing him briefly as you felt his hot sticky cum coat your insides. Huffing and puffing, his head hangs back as he rides out his orgasm. He comes back to reality as he pulls himself out of you, watching his seed ooze out of your used pussy with pride. You wipe the sweat from your brow as you welcome him to snuggle with you, his head resting on your breasts as he kissed them and gave one a final squeeze. You two lay in silence, coming down from the highs of your orgasms as you both panted for air with exhaustion. Well, at least for you anyways. He looks at you with love in his eyes, caressing your cheek as he gazed into your eyes.

“I know I don’t say this to you often.. but I love you. Dumbass.” He laughs weakly as he kisses your breast. You smile as you move his hair away from his face.

“And I you, Kachan.” You say, kissing his forehead. Knowing Katuski for as long as you have, he doesn’t really articulate his feelings with words but more so with his actions. Tonight was a prime example of him showing his love and appreciation for you without having to say it. So to hear him say these words verbally means a lot to you.

“No seriously. Y/n I can’t wait to marry you in a few weeks. And then I’m gonna put a baby in you as soon as we get home. I can’t wait to see you all swollen, wabbling around with our baby inside you. I know we’re gonna make for kick ass parents. You’re the best thing that’s ever fuckin’ happened to me.” He said taking your hand and entertwining it with his. You giggle at the thought of being pregnant by the love of your life. It was truly something you both wanted for a long time and now that you’re both established heros, you can make it happen. You begin to close your eyes, sleep taking over your body as you feel Katsuki jump up from his position in bed.

“Whelp. Break time’s over. Bring your ass here.” He said smirking at you as he pulled you towards him for another round. You squealed as you laughed uncontrollably, kissing him once more. You glanced out of the window to see the sun peaking out the horizon. Damn. Dawn already. He really meant it when he said it was gonna be a long night.

AHHHHH! My first smut writing! I’m so happy omg. This was really fun to write and it only took a day. Thanks for reading! I gotta make a schedule for this stuff. See yall next time! 

[badwolf-in-the-impala]

~Whiskey Lullaby~

~Chapter 9~

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Image Credit: Me. Pictures not mine obviously, but the collage is.

Rating: Mature/18+

Warnings: Alcohol and drug abuse, violence, suggested sexual/physical abuse, kidnapping, sexual content, angst.

Chapter Warnings: Explosion, blood, angst, cat fight ((is that a thing?)) Idk but a certain somebody gets punched lol

A/N: Sorry it’s been a while guys...I suck these days. I’ve had an insane case of writers block that has been kicking my ass. A reminder that Tawni, introduced last chapter is portrayed by the lovely @jacksonroth, who has  her own SOA fic that is going to a cross over with this one! So hop on over and check out ‘This Charming Life’ and show her some love! Also as always, a huge thank you to her for saving my ass from writers block! Enjoy!

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Teagan rolled up to the auto store and got her part quickly, damn near hauled ass back to the garage, giddy as all hell to get started on her car. But when she rolled back into the lot, she saw Juice and Tawni had beaten her back, hiding behind the van as they talked...a little too close for Chibs’ taste, most likely. Teagan smirked to herself and got out of the truck, giving a short, sharp whistle to get Tawni’s attention. Tawni jumped and turned, giving a sigh, thankful it wasn’t Chibs. Tegan snickered as she approached the two.

“Well, well. Don’t we look cozy.” She teased. Tawni smirked and shrugged.

“We’re just talking.” Tawni said, batting her eyelashes in a fake innocence. Teagan laughed and wiggled her way between them as she said, “Then you wouldn’t mind if I just-Excuse me-Slip in here.”

Teagan sighed as she leaned against the van, looking between Tawni and Juice, who had taken two steps back. Teagan winked at him and said, “Good call, Juicy. Always gotta leave room for Jesus.”

“Oh, Christ, Teage.” Tawni laughed, shaking her head and pinching the bridge of her nose. Teagan snickered as Juice rubbed the back of his head and mumbled, “Um, I’m gonna bring the rest of these bags in.”

Juice tried to grab as many of the bags from the van as he could, taking his time to walk back and put them away, hoping Teagan would be gone by then.

“God, Teagan, you are so much worse than when we were kids.” Tawni teased, grabbing the rest of the bags, passing some off to Teagan, since she insisted on crashing her party. Teagan simply shrugged her shoulders and walked with her as they headed to the clubhouse.

“What can I say? It’s a gift.” She said. Tawni laughed and shook her head as they headed to the kitchen.

“Do you remember how to make this?” Tawni asked, pulling out the big chili pot and setting it on the stove.

“Tawn, baby, I love you, but do you know how long it’s been since I’ve been here?” Teagan asked, unloading the bags. Tawni giggled and gave a shrug, grabbing a box of chicken stock and pouring it in.

“True. But you don’t just forget Gran’s Hangover Stew.” Tawni said. Teagan hopped up onto the counter after clearing a place for her to sit. She plucked an apple from one of the bags and bit into it.

“Right, so, can we talk?” Teagan asked. Tawni glanced at her, confused, as she started chopping up veggies.

“About?” Tawni prodded. Teagan smirked and pushed her hip with her foot, lightly. “You know exactly what I’m talking about, Tawni. Don’t play dumb. I’ve always been better at it than you.”

A blush spread across Tawni’s cheeks as she tried to hide her smile. Teagan laughed and gave a small wiggle, glad to see her best friend so happy about it.

“I knew it. Alright, hun, spill. How long have you and Juice been hot for each other?” She asked, taking another bite of her apple.

“Jesus, Teagan!” Tawni said, giving her a look. “First of all, I didn't even know he liked me. Second...We’re not exactly hot for each other. We just really get along and we like each other.”

Teagan groaned and said, “Come on, Tawni! I’ve been gone for 12 years. You’ve got to give me something better than that!”

“Teagan, aren’t we a little old to swap sex stories?” Tawni asked.

“Hardly.” Teagan snorted with a roll of her eyes as she hopped down off of the counter. “But mark my words, I’ll get it out of you sooner or later...or maybe I’ll drag it out of Juicey boy?” She added with a devious smirk. Dodging the carrot that Tawni hurled at her face as she leveled a glare in her direction.

“You wouldn’t dare?!”

“Maybe...maybe not.” Teagan shrugged. “But for the time being, I believe I have a date with a bottle of Jack and an engine that needs unboxing.” She wiggled her eyebrows, giggling as she watched Tawni’s face scrunch up at the mention of alcohol so soon.

“I feel sorry for your liver.” She groaned.

“You wouldn’t be the first.” Teagan shrugged. “Call me when the soups ready, yeah?”

Not bothering to wait for an answer she turned and all but skipped out the back door where she found her engine crate had been unloaded and neatly placed inside the storage unit beside her car. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she shook her head, glancing over to where Opie and Chibs stood, unloading a Van from the bed of the tow truck. Chibs throwing her a grin as he finished unhooking all the chains from the vehicle, securing them back to the flatbed and giving Opie the signal he was all good to pull away and park the truck.

Meanwhile, everyone else had slowly begun to gather around the tables that sat outside the clubhouse, laughing and sharing a few drinks as another day of work came to a close. That was when Gemma caught her attention, waving her over from across the lot where she sat with Tara and Abel. Teagan didn’t think twice as she clicked off the lights inside the unit and rolled the door down before turning to cross the lot. She had waited this long for her engine, waiting one more day to unbox and get started wouldn’t hurt...especially when things seemed to be looking up for a change.

The slow steady thud of her boots against the pavement filled the air as she walked, turning to steal another glance at Chibs who now sat in the driver's seat of the Van, she tried to hide the smile that tugged at her lips as her eyes fell back to the ground; hands in her pockets. It was then that a distinctive click sounded and a sharp, high pitched tone filled the air.

Time almost seemed to slow down, Teagan barely having enough time to glance up as she heard Chibs yell before she was suddenly knocked off her feet by the concussive force created by the unexpected explosion. Her ears rang loudly and the world seemed as though it were on a tilt as she tried to get to her feet. Screams falling on deaf ears at the horrific sight that now lay before them as she stumbled forward to where Chibs lie unconscious on the pavement, blood slowly beginning to pool beneath his head as she and Jax collapsed beside him.

Jax’s voice sounded so distance in all the chaos as he shouted for Tara; Teagan reaching out to stop him from moving Chibs as she approached and began searching for any sign of a pulse. Sirens began to wail in the distance, approaching fast, and suddenly she was being pulled away by a strong pair of arms as paramedics rushed into view.

Whoever was holding onto her suddenly caught an elbow to the face as she screamed to be let go, struggling against the strong grasp that kept her firmly rooted to the spot where they stood, watching as Chibs was loaded onto the stretcher and put into the waiting ambulance.

“Jesus Christ, Teage! Calm the fuck down!” Tig ground out through clenched teeth as he tightened his grip on his sister. “Stop.Struggling.”

It was at the exact moment that world seemed to suddenly slam back into motion. The ringing in her ears almost deafening now as her head started to spin, that all to familiar tightness gripping at her chest as she struggled to catch a breath. Suddenly gasping for air like a fish thrown out of water as the edges of her vision began to blur...

“Woah, hey?! Tara!?” Tig called out as Teagan’s legs suddenly gave way out from underneath her. Everything fading away as the world suddenly went black.

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When Teagan finally came to everything was quiet, save for the steady pounding in her head that made her groan as she pressed a hand to her forehead. That was the first time she noticed the blood that was matted against her hairline and dried to her skin above her left temple. Her whole body ached as she pushed herself up onto her elbows, taking in her surroundings as she squinted against the dimness of the room.

“Shit…” She whispered to herself as she sat up, swinging her legs over the edge of the bed, now fully aware of where exactly she was. St. Thomas. Which meant that as much as she so desperately hoped for the images that seemed to play on a loop in her mind to be nothing more than a nightmare; that they weren’t.

Sliding off the bed carefully she shivered as her bare feet hit the cold floor, and after a few minutes of searching she was finally able to locate her boots. Pulling them on before opening the door to her room.

“Oh good, you’re alive.” Gemma stated from the chair that beside the door. The sound of her voice startling Teagan almost half to death as she jumped and spun towards her, hands clutching her chest as she doubled over.

“Jesus, Gem.” She breathed out. “You’re gonna kill me one of these days.”

“Guess it’s a good thing you don’t have heart problems then.” Gemma replied dryly, a small smirk tugging at her lips as she stood and placed a hand on Teagan’s shoulder as she stood up straight, swaying a little bit as wave of dizziness washed over her. Gemma frowned.

“You shouldn’t be outta bed yet.”

“I’m fine, Gem.” Teagan dismissed the comment with a wave of her hand. “Probably just need something to eat…”

“Mhm...tell that to the Doc.” Gemma replied while pointing behind her. Teagan turning to find Tara approaching with a stern expression.

“You shouldn’t be up yet.” She stated, pointing at the chair in which Gemma had been sitting in a minute ago. “Now.” Tara added in a stern tone when Teagan didn’t budge.

“I assumed I was fine, given I wasn’t hooked up to anything.” Teagan sighed as she took a seat, giving an eye roll as she watched Tara pull the light pen out of her coat pocket and ordered her to look straight ahead.

“Aside from the concussion and the panic attack you had; yeah, you’re fine. But you need rest.” Tara replied, returning the light pen to her pocket and placing a hand on her hip. “You’re lucky Tig had a hold of you, else the concussion you sustained from the blast could’ve been a lot more serious.”

Teagan nodded but remained quiet as she stared at the floor, bringing a hand up to rub at the back of her neck, which ached like a Mother, leaving Gemma and Tara to briefly share a concerned glance before she looked back up.

“How is he?” Teagan cleared her throat quietly as she continued to stare at the floor.

“Critical…but stable.” Tara replied. “The force of the explosion and his head hitting the ground caused a cranial bleed...they’re doing surgery to relieve the pressure.”

“But he’s going to be ok?” Teagan added quietly.

“He’s not out of the woods yet...but best case scenario, yes. Filip should be alright.” Tara tried to reassure softly without getting her hopes up too much, as he wasn’t quite out of the woods yet.

Teagan gave an understanding nod before drawing in a deep breath and rising out of the chair slowly. “I’m gonna, um...step outside for a bit...get some air.”

“Want some company?” Gemma called after Teagan as she started down the hall, but Teagan ignored the question and kept walking until she had disappeared from sight. Making her way through the maze of halls until she finally found the reception area and exit.

Stepping out into the cool evening air she walked a little ways down from the main door before leaning against the brick wall, fishing around in her pockets for her pack of smokes and lighter; sparking one up and inhaling deeply as she closed her eyes. Leaning her head back as she savored the much need rush of nicotine before letting the smoke trail past her lips slowly as she became immersed in her own thoughts, starting to regret her choice of returning back to Charming in the first place. Not that she had much of a choice in the matter.

It seemed as though it had been one thing after another since her arrival. Except now it was somebody else’s life at stake, not just her own, and even worse? It was someone she was slowly beginning to care about quite a bit. Even after she swore that she would never become involved with another one of the Sons. Not ever. So many promises that she had made to herself years ago.

Letting out a sigh she took another drag from her cigarette and opened her eyes, the sound of the automatic doors opening catching her attention as several nurses walked out, chatting casually as they passed by. But out of the corner of her eye she could see one more person walking out. Turning her head towards the entrance of the hospital, Teagan saw Tawni approaching her where she stood, propped against the wall. Tawni was wrapped up in a SAMCRO hoodie that was two sizes too big for her; arms hugging it tightly around her body as she walked.

“Shouldn’t you be in bed?” Tawni asked as she snatched the cigarette out of Teagan’s hand, taking a couple drags off of it before stamping the last of it out. She looked exhausted and her brows were pulled together tightly with worry.

“Tara said I was fine. I just...needed some air.” Teagan shrugged lightly, even though her eyes told a different story as she glanced back towards the door.

“Hospitals never were your thing.” Tawni added with a frown. “You don’t have to stay.”

“I’ll be alright. Besides, I wanna be here.” Teagan dismissed the comment, eyes fixed on the sidewalk as she kicked a small rock with the toe of her boot. Ignoring the intense gaze from beside her that felt as though it were about to melt through her skull.

“But not for me though, right? You’re staying because of my Uncle.” Tawni shot back in a harsh and unforgiving tone. The look on her face sending a twinge of guilt through Teagan as she looked up at her, briefly confused before the realization of what she was saying hit her.

“Come on, Tawn, not now.” Teagan rolled her eyes as she pushed herself away from the wall and made to move past her best friend, only to find her steps matched as Tawni blocked her path. Planting a hand against her chest and pushing her back to stop her. “Seriously Tawni, what the hell?!”

“I dunno, why don’t ye tell me, Teagan!” Tawni snapped back, the faintest hint of her accent coming out as her temper started to slip through. “Cause it seems to me there’s somethin’ y’er not tellin’ me!”

“Tawn--”

“Don’t ‘Tawn’, me!” She bit back, taking a step forward.

“Seriously Tawni, now really isn’t the time to have this conversation…” Teagan tried to reply calmly, even though she could feel her own temper rising to the surface.

“And what conversation is tha’?!” Tawni snapped. “The conversation where ye tell me tha’ y’er fucking m’Goddamn Uncle? Is tha’ the conversation y’er referrin’ to?!”

“Excuse me?” Teagan huffed. “First of all, I’m not fucking anybody--”

“Stop fuckin’ lyin’ to my face, Teage!” Tawni, nearly screamed; the action taking Teagan by surprise and causing her to take a step back as she stared at her best friend in shock.

“I fuckin’ saw it with my own eyes, ok?! How ye fuckin’ reacted when the paramedics we’re tryin’ta take Filip away in the ambulance! Ye punched y’er fuckin’ brother in the Goddamn face for Christs sake, Teagan; and yet ye have the balls to stand there an’ tell me there’s nothin’ goin’ on between the two of ye?! Bull.Fuckin’.Shite” Tawni took a few steps back and ran a hand through her dark hair in frustration as she turned away, trying to hide the tears that had built and threatened to spill down her cheeks in anger.

“I’m sorry, Tawn. But I swear, there’s nothing--” Teagan spoke softly, all the anger in her voice from before replaced by a tone of guilt as she tried to give an explanation before being cut off.

“Save y’er fuckin’ apologies.” Tawni spat as she angrily swiped away a few stray tears that had slipped out, with the sleeve of her hoodie. “I thought ye were my fuckin’ friend...but as it turns out, y’er still jus’ the same backstabbin’ whore ye were twelve fuckin’ years ago!”

“Oh, I’m the whore?!” Teagan gave a bitter laugh as she got in Tawni’s face. “Well at least I’m not fucking another Member behind my Uncle’s back.” She had barely finished her sentence before Tawni’s fist was connecting with her jaw and she was suddenly on the ground, hand pressed to the left side of her face as she tried to regain her bearings as she watched her friend storm back towards the entrance.

“Go fuck y’erself!” Tawni yelled just before disappearing through the front doors of the hospital. Leaving Teagan on the sidewalk, alone with her thoughts as she attempted to figure out where the hell she was going wrong in her life…

‘Not being honest with your best friend, for starters.’

But that was the obvious one.

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I feel like shit today

I'm lethargic, slow, crying, and insecure. So yep ~depression~ has come to rear its ugly head once again.

But since I'm not into the whole anti-recovery thing, I'll give you some useful tips on how to maybe help YOUR depression that doesn't seem like a generic twitter self help thread. (Though I'll mention some things I found helpful and give explainations as to why.)

Talk to your therapist/counselor/mental health expert if available. Not everyone has the luxury of seeking professional help, but if you have the opportunity, PLEASE go to a professional. However be noted that it's often an experience to go through many different experts to find the one that matches your specific needs/ you like the most. Also keep in mind there are also online therapists ready to help if you're not big on one-on-one contact like myself, though often insurance is tricky. I put this one first because it might be the most beneficial for some, though not readily available for others.

If you have the strength, shower. Showering/cleaning yourself is a blessing in itself as it gives you a sense of detox. Though if you don’t have the strength or motivation, try some of this instead-

Utilize facewash and lotion. Particularly facewash that makes your face feel all chill and tingly, it makes you feel more refreshed. Lotions and cream will help you keep skin smooth.

Simply get wet with water, a quick 5 minute rinse in hot water is less of a chore than a full shower.

Dry shampoo will help with hair oiliness. Though if you don't have access just brush your hair and pull it/part it so it's out of your face.

Baby wipes. Baby wipes will cure yo soul. But seriously use baby wipes and rub them on your face, underarms, and genitals. A good rub down will help prevent you from feeling gross.

Splashing your face with cold water, it makes your pores tighten up and as a bonus it'll wake you up.

Utilize deodorant and vaseline. I haven't tried it out for myself, though if you put down deodorant and then vaseline on top it should trap the nice fragrant smell. And while you're at it you can put on cologne / perfume if you think you're getting a lil ripe, but if you want to smell like a fresh shower use ones that are labeled "shower fresh" or "baby powder."

If your lips are chapped, put on some balm shisters. (I don't trust the brand chapstick, I'm a conspiracy theorist okay I'm soRRy)

Change into some cleaner clothes. They don't have to be normal everyday clothes but at least change into new clothes, especially underwear.

Clean your fingernails/toenails. Clean under them, since random junk can get stuck up in there. Also clip them if they're too long for your liking.

Brush your teeth. But if you can't, use mints, gum, mouthwash, mouthspray, etc, or a combination of those. Anything minty will make your mouth tingle and feel fresh and clean.

Clean yo ears! Since probably nobody uses an ear vacuum (like you're supposedly supposed to idk I'm too broke for that shit anyways) just be careful using Q-tips.

If you don’t have any deodorant, try hand sanitizer! I'm not kidding. Put a dollop under each underarm, and let dry. Smells are caused by bacteria, so if you get hand sanitizer, it should greatly reduce smell.

Try to get some sun. Using the natural sunlight will help you absorb vitamin D. So open up the blinds and photosynthesize binches. Though it also helps to open up the window if you can, a breeze/fresh air blowing in with the smell of outside might even raise your mood. Though if it's currently shitty weather outside, try turning on your lights to match your circadian rhythm, so keep lights on during the day and dim it at night so it'll help with letting you be on a decent sleep schedule.

Feeling like there's no hope or that your future is going to be shit? Highkey me too, but here's what I do to combat that feeling.

It's corny, but I write a whole idealized future for myself. I write about my dream job, I write about my dream s/o, I even imagine the type of house I want to live in, the kids I'll have, what kind of pets I want to own. Etc. Although the economy is shit and no future is guaranteed, it's nice to put some positivity into light and show what I really want in life. I don't want to be some millionaire, I just want to be comfortably well off with a family and people that love me. And in all honesty a future like that isn't hard to obtain.

Even if you can't imagine a good future for yourself, imagine being a part of your friends or loved one's futures. For example, you know your friend who's dating this really cute person that you totally ship them with? Imagine being a part of the bridesmaids/groomsmen for their wedding when they tie the knot! Imagine your really smart friend finally graduating from college and you're at their graduation party giving them a speech! For me this really helps since I aspire to be drinking buddies with my best friend's future husband. (I'm rlly goofy ik lmao)

Feeling stressed about not doing anything? We've all been there. Try:

Doing work if you're due for assignments, though don't do it alone, if you can, arrange a group text/tutoring session/Skype call. If everyone is focused on getting something done then you'll be motivated to do it with them.

Though if you don’t absolutely have to do anything but want to do ~s o m e t h i n g~ I also got your back on this too.

Organize your inbox for your email. (Ik I'm lame)

Tidy/clean your room/any room if that gives you something to do.

Make your bed.

Cuddle someone/something.

Rearranging your stuff in your room, makes it feel like a whole remodel tbh.

Burn candles/incense. Don't ask just...trust me on this it can change the aura.

If you're religious, practice!

Take aesthetic photos of things in your room. Download VSCO and experiment with it. I also recommend Huji Cam and Afterlight. All are available for IOS and Android.

If you appreciate music- use YouTube and find some Playlists, or if you can, spotify premium will save yo mortal soul.

Like video games? Play some! Or if you're a brokeass like me, let's plays and walk throughs work well too.

If you got pets, pet them. Do it. Snuggle. Or if you love animals in general go and watch some vids on YouTube.

Build a fort.

If you're an artist or appreciate art- draw! Or you can watch animatics, animation memes, art channels, or follow artists on here or on Instagram and Twitter if you want to be inspired, or just observe.

Have a certain series you keep putting off? Watch! It! Netflix/Hulu that shit. Or cable TV works too.

Go on Wikipedia and just go on an adventure. Click from link to link and see where it takes you. Learn some weird new facts!

Read a new book.

Read the news/watch the news.

Write about a certain topic that you're absolutely fascinated about.

Watch movies!

Join a club/interest group. You can do this online too and it'll help meet people with similar interests as you. You can make new friends this way.

Give your friends a call/text. Having conversations will keep you occupied.

Self love aka masturbate. Or have (safe) sex with someone you trust!

Workout

Do some makeup/skincare routine. Even if you think you look bad just commit to practicing.

Sometimes it's just funny to go through and read some Reddit threads so be safe when surfing on there.

Stretch and move around! Dance if you wanna!

Do your hair/experiment in some new styles, maybe even dye it if you feel daring.

Have an icon you stan? Stan HARDER.

Watch iconic vine/rare vine compilations until you can memorize them.

Clean out your phone contacts of people that are irrelevant/toxic!! Out of sight out of mind! Don't hang on to them if they did you wrong. All the text conversations will just make you feel worse!

Actually cook your favorite food, cooking it will make you more dedicated to eating it and give you more of an appreciation for it.

Organize your closet.

Organize anything in your room/closet. Throw away things that you don't need or are too old to use.

Start collecting things, stuffed animals, pins, snowglobes, you name it.

Pinterest is addictive lowkey so try that if you're into that kind of stuff.

Write! Write a new story, write poetry, write about your feelings, write a letter, write fanfiction, express yourself.

Use Duolingo to try and study a new language to learn. (The owl will harass tf outta your email though but as long as you do like 5 minutes a day he won't bother.)

That's about all I can think of but feel free to add more for activities to dedicate your time to.

If you need to, because of your self image, don't go and stand in front of mirrors. If I stand in front of a mirror too long I'll end up scrutinizing myself and find a flaw after flaw. If you are specifically insecure about something with your body, look up models who have the same thing! Like if you're insecure about having vitiligo, look up Winnie Harlow! She's gorgeous! If you're insecure about being chubby, look up plus sized models! If you have a tooth gap, there's plenty of people like you! You don't have to feel ugly because of that when you have these awesome models rocking what they got.

Vent. You can vent to your friends, family, or even online. There are apps that allow you to vent anonymously to others without the fear of judgement. But if you can't do that, take a pen/pencil and write something down in your notebook. Though don't reread it to keep drowning in the negativity, once you write it, shut it. You can do the same on Google Docs online, once you write down everything, delete it. Don't keep trying to fuel your negative thoughts and bitterness, get your rant over with and be done. It's like a fresh start. (Plus on my Instagram spam account I always feel really silly looking at my old rant posts, so I usually delete stuff afterwards when I'm not feeling so in my feelings).

Don't expect recovery to be in a straight line. You'll have amazing days and also have extremely shitty days. Recovery isn't hoping to never experience shitty days, recovery is being able to feel the strength on those shitty days and know that they'll pass, and with each storm you'll be stronger than before. Don't push yourself to be flawless, because shit happens. But you'll make it through. And that's what matters.

And last but not least, seek emergency help if you feel like you're dangerously close to ending your life due to pain. Call the suicide hotline for support, because the pain can ease soon if you ask for the help that you need and deserve.

Not everyone that reads this is going to be like "wow this really helped me cope with my depression/mental illness!" But my goal was to at least try. It may not work for everyone unfortunately, but I hope that anyone dealing with a mental illness is on the road to recovering. Because I know how it feels. It feels sucky as fuck. But if this helps even just one person, then that's enough. I hope everyone has at least a decent day, and I hope that everyone's pain eases soon.

[markhyungh]

namjoon time traveler!au

was inspired by this post

so it was preeetty late at night and you were walking home after a really gr88 night out with your pals

& when you’re about to reach your house in no time, you notice this huge black lump just about two houses down

and at first you were all “?????? wat dat” but then it suddenly mOVed and groaned

& like your first aid instincts (did i mention you were trained in first aid during the summer how convenient) kicked in and you ran over to the lump

surprisingly it was one hot lump

like at first you were so taken aback bc WOW this dude is smokin’ he’s totally your type what even

his hair is orange which just got you like waddaheck at first but it looks sO GOoD on him

and he’s dressed to the nines, looking all suave and sophisticated like man that’s just killer in your book

also you noticed this cool looking vintage gold watch on his right wrist that had numbers flying all around?????? weird, but it adds to his sophisticated look anyway so who’s complaining

but then reality smacks you in the face and you’re just “omg can i just calm my raging hormones for one second bc this guy is about to bleed his guts out”

ye he has this huge splash of blood all over his lower abdomen & you’re freaking out bc….. um……… you don’t know if you’re trained for that shit

but anyway you gotta try & you’re talking to yourself at this point bc you’re lowkey panicking and u don’t wanna be witnessing someone dIE right in front of you

“ok omg omg i gotta call the ambulance” and you’re taking out your phone and dialling

when all of a someone grabs your hand and you look up and it’s tHE DUDE

“don’t call them”

and you just look at him like he’s literal nuts and you pointedly stare at his abdomen before looking up into his eyes (wow reALLY nice eyes) (& did you mention his voice dAMn son)

speaking in a surprisingly calm tone for someone who is internally going crazy “your lower abdomen is bleeding. i think any decent person would be calling the ambulance right now”

he then looks down and so casually goes “oh ye, about that, this ain’t my blood”

and when you hear that you’re like bOI DID U JUST

you whack him on the head (throwing away aNY mannerisms straight outta that window) and whisper scream bc you don’t wanna be THAT one neighbour that annoys the shit out of everyone “I WORRIED OVER YOU FOR NOTHING!?!?!?!??!”

and you know, you had a long tiring day (social interaction is cool and all but it leaves you drained dry) and at this point you’re just like “i’m gonna pretend i never tried to be a good samaritian i’m just gonna take a shower and sleep for a solid 10 hours peace out bro”

and you’ve gotten up to leave when he’s like “you could actually continue to be a good samaritian by giving me a place to stay tonight”

you just turn and look at him like this dude is uNBELIEVABLE HOW DARE HE

but then he gives you THAT look, that cute puppy face and as already mentioned beforehand he kinda is (just a teensy weensy bit) your type and you’re weak

so you’re just like “ugh, get your ass up before i change my mind”

and he gives you this grin that just gets you in the feels but duh, you’re never gonna admit it

so he gets up and you choke cough just a little bc damn he’s tall how is this boy ticking all the boxes off your list

and while both of you walk to your house you’re like “if i die i’m never gonna be a good samaritian in my next life”

but the dude just smiles “i promise you you won’t” and you just sigh

so when both of you enter your house you’re like “i think you should get cleaned up first bc that’s a shit ton of blood on your shirt” and you’re about to ask whose blood is on that shirt when it clicks and you’re like “nope i don’t wanna know”

and it seems like he knows what you’re thinking bc he laughs “don’t worry i didn’t do anything that jeopardizes whatever morals you have”

and obviously you don’t trust him bc you’re 21 and you weren’t born yesterday but you decide to just roll with it like “yeah sure whatever” before asking for his shirt to clean

he raises his eyebrows like right now??? you mean???? 

you roll your eyes like boi my hands are put out right now wHat do you think

and he just grins a little like okay, if you say so

and then proceeds to strip

wHat

yep

before handing you his bloody shirt

you just huff and grab the shirt before storming off to the laundry room to clean it like yup those lean musclies are totally not affecting me right now 

he smirks a little before moving off to the toilet to wash up 

it takes you some time to get those stubborn ass blood stains off the shirt but thank goodness you’re proficient in the art of stain cleaning after all those times you dripped sauce on your shirts

and you realise like “oh wait i forgot to give him clothes to change into” so you quickly dash to your guest bedroom where your older bro kept some spare clothing for when he stayed over

you made to your way to the bathroom and was about to knock when the door suddenly opened and BAM wow hot dude with a towel wrapped around his waist

“hey yo do you have anything—“ before he looks down and notices you that damn height difference

you immediately shOVEd the clothing to his face and turn around, trying to speed away as fast as you can bc you can’t help it if you’re kindaaaaaa little attracted to the dude

trying to forget that mental image you obviously weren’t gonna forget anytime soon, you hopped into the shower in your bedroom to just relax and not think about all the crazy things that happened to you

like, why is this turning out in to some weird ass romcom shit???? why is your life such a cliche???????? 

no one has the answers so you mournfully get out of the shower after you’re done bc even if you don’t wanna, you gotta face life

when you head back downstairs you notice the dude just sitting on the couch in your living room

he somehow??? notices your presence?? and turns around, grinning

“thanks for the shower, man. i really needed that”

and you’re just like “yeah...,.,,.,.,., no kidding”

he stands up and you kinda just appreciated your brother’s clothing a whole lot more bc it was just so flattering on the dude 

but /cough/ you gotta make it not so obvious that you think he’s cute so you look away after a second or two

judging by the smug look on the guy’s face you’re pretty sure you unconsciously stared for a few seconds too long though

anyway

he’s like “i was waiting for you since i thought it’d be rude to just leave”

and before you can control that damn mouth of yours you just reply “already?????’

which he laughs at. “why, hon, did you want me to stay longer?”

and you just can’t help but turn a little red bc even though you were like omg this is such a pain, deep deep down in the dark recesses of your mind you actually wanted him to stay

even though you didn’t even really know him???? how is that actually possible is your life really turning into a cliche like what you feared

but anyway he chuckles and is all like “don’t worry i’ll be seeing you again soon” 

and more ??????????????? bc what

he then looks at his watch before looking back up at you, smiling slightly

“i’ve never broken protocol before, but since i’ll be seeing you again soon, i don’t think it really matters”

you just scrunch your eyebrows because what is he even saying right now

he’s doing some adjusting motion on his watch and all of a sudden, he actually starts to glow a little while slowly fading away???

what the hell is the world coming to

you don’t even know how to react because ?????? how does one actually react to this??????? you just stare at him in shock

“you know, you’re kind of reacting to this better than i thought” he gives this half grin that is totally illegal

thank lord you regain your wits and you’re like “is this what you meant when you said you had to go?”

“yeeep, can’t be late for another time turnover. but i’ll be coming back soon!” 

he’s about to completely fade out before he yells out, and the voice sounds so echoey and faraway 

“before i forget, my name’s namjoon! don’t forget it!”

and the living room just—  turns back to normal. with namjoon gone.

you don’t even know how you got yourself into bed after all that happened but you just did

and the next day, you don’t even know if that was a dream you had because of how tired you were last night but then you see namjoon’s crisp blue satin shirt drying in your laundry room and you know it wasn’t a dream after all

note:  so, hello there, this is like my first time doing this so it’s probably so rambly and yikes but i hope you enjoyed it!!!!! tbh this was a super spontaeneous post but the minute i saw the post i was just like i HAVE to write it. and actually, i’m not quite sure whether i even like this ending bc as i was writing it my mind started flowing with sO many possibilities and i felt like i could actually do a full length fic with this?????? idk man, but if this actually gets notes and all i might consider it???? but man, i don’t even know. i just hope ya’ll didn’t find it too draggy or anything. cheers!! ask me anything if you have questionszz.