#im going to bed right away bye bye world

[sainzers]

im fine, it's just the second race of the season, they're gonna get it together in time (im delusional)

[pedricos]

you could do one with marc bernal in which the reader comforts him in his difficult days of injury

Marc Bernal – kiss it better .ᐟ

a.n: wrote this while watching the match against sevilla hihi!!

warnings: fluff but with a suggestive joke at the end.

the moment you knew about the injury your world went in slow motion. seeing him laying down on the field with his hands holding his knee and the other pressing his tears back to his eyes.

oh your poor boy.

you couldn't bear seeing him suffer so much from far away. all the facetime call were not enough to make sure he was okay on the passage of time. he would say everythings okay and that he's feeling better, but the next day, he would barely talk on the phone.

when you exam period was over, the first thing you did was pack everything up and go to your in law's house. he assured you that we would be okay and a visit on the weekend would be more than fine, but you knew marc, he just didn't want to worry you.

“y/n.. cariña, you don't have to be here” his legs are up high on some cushions. he's been doing physiotherapy for a while now, he can walk a little better and it's starting to feel a little save to go jogging from time to time, but right now, he was just on his bed, laying down.

he felt vulnerable and sad. he won't be able to play for his childhood team for such a long time. he was doing so good and feeling so confident, how now was the time to get injured?

he know it wasn't his fault, this doesn't happen by accident. if the rivals didn't go too harsh on him he probably wouldn't be having to spend most of his day on the pool walking from side to side, making sure his knee wasn't going to give up on itself and make him fall face first on the floor.

it's not like he don't want you around either, he does! but you have more things to worry about.. your grades, your uni classes. but actually, you couldn't care less. if you had to sit there, with him for hours on end, making something for him to eat, cheering him up, why wouldn't you?

“pero yo quiero estar aqui!” your touch on his face was so far different from the harsh pain on his joints. such a soft touch, he could amost cry. “promise?” he put his palms on top of yours. (but i want to be here)

the look in his eyes is so full of wanting more, wanting everything. he wants to kiss you because of how pretty you are, he wants to play for the team of his life, he wants to cry from frustration, he wants to start running but he also wants to dissolve on his bed sheets.

“only if you promise to give me a kiss!” you joked, but he took it serious. you felt his hand creep upon your neck and suddenly his lips felt heavy against yours. a so sweet kiss, so comforting for both of you. for him, you were there, supporting him at all costs and not giving up on him.

but for you, it meant him wanting you around, not isolating himself like he was doing months prior, when he didn't want anyone to see him in such a state. you only notice the kiss breaking when you needed to reach for air, taking a deep breath as you put your forehead against his.

“you know.. i don't need both legs for a good night to happen” he wiggles his eyebrows.

“díos mio! what am i gonna do with you, marc bernal?”

check out my masterlist .ᐟ

im feeling more confident writing about him now!! alsoo, 4x0 on the first half?? crazzyyy work from barça!!

im taking requests!! also, im thinking about writing on prompts.. anyway. bye bye, hope u like it 💋

[fiapartridge]

intro (end of the world) ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ | jack hughes

“how can i tell if im in the right relationship?”

☼ pairing: jack hughes x fem!reader

☼ summary: after seeing jack for the first time since your breakup, you’re left seeking advice from your nonna…

☼ fia’s note 💌: first part of the series! thx for joining us on this 13-part-series, i’m very excited for what’s to come <3 pls enjoy “intro (end of the world)” ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

eternal sunshine hq ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

next part: bye ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

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For the past two months, you’ve felt your chest tighten and your throat well up whenever you went to bed. The other side of the mattress felt absent and empty, like the space was waiting idly for a person who would never return.

But today felt different. You saw him for the first time since your breakup. His arm was slung around Nico’s shoulder at the cafe downtown as they talked about their next game against the Pittsburgh Penguins. You didn’t feel like curling up into a ball and rolling out of there before he could see you. No, you felt like breaking into a full-on sob, letting the tears rack through your body and shake you up until you were at his feet, begging him to take you back.

Yet you stood there and you watched Jack talk with Nico, and you clung to your chest, and you stretched the suffocating collar of your scratchy sweater, and you watched him meet your eyes—and you watched him look away. It was like your two-year-relationship was never a thing, as if he had erased all memories of you from his mind. It was like you were no one to him.

Looking around, the cafe seemed smaller, as if the walls were closing in on you and you had to get out quickly before you were trapped.

You sprinted back to your apartment in record time, and upon opening the door, your back hit the wooden slab as you slid down to the ground, pulling out your phone from your pocket. Your hands were shaking, your chest was rising up and down without fail, and your vision was blurred with the amount of tears falling down your pale cheeks.

You waited two rings until your grandmother picked up. She was your safe haven for all things in life. She always knew exactly what wise words to say, and while she was thousands of miles away, you imagined her stroking your hair as you laid your head down on her lap, asking her how life was so easy for her. She would say that her life was everything but that and then go on a long speech about her younger days. That was all you needed now, and all you wanted in the future: to have her, to hear her advice and life lessons, and to pretend she’s still there stroking your hair, wiping your tears, and humming her perfect girl to sleep.

“Nonna?” your voice was shaky and tired, and she could sense it immediately. You could hear her tell your grandfather that she would be in the bedroom if he needed her.

“Sweets? Are you alright?” You missed her voice. It felt like you were calling her less and less nowadays. You hoped she would forgive you for that.

“I,” you stammered, clinging to the silver pendant around your neck. “I feel like every time something good happens to me, it all just…fades away and I hate feeling this way. I hate it, but I don’t know what to do,” you whispered. It all just felt impossible, like feeling happy held this small entity in the back of your mind, telling you that it could all be over in just a matter of seconds. You felt that in your relationship with Jack, you felt that when you saw him earlier, you’ve been feeling that way ever since you walked out of his life.

Being with him wasn’t a solution, but not being with him also wasn’t a solution to your problem. You were stuck and you were clueless as to what to do next.

“Oh, honey,” Nonna’s voice was soft and full of empathy. “Life has a way of tossing us into turbulent seas, but remember that storms eventually pass, and the sun always rises again. You’re feeling the weight of loss now, but that doesn’t mean happiness won’t find its way back to you.”

“But that’s what I’m afraid of. I’m afraid of the happiness, of finding someone new and getting hurt again.” You paused, sniffling before asking, “How can I tell if I’m in the right relationship? I feel like…like you’re supposed to know that type of stuff but I’ve never felt that, or maybe I’ve felt that too much and it’s never been true. I just… I don’t know. I really don’t know.”

[marksmelodies]

give it a rest

parings: idol x fem! reader

genre: angst/fluff

warnings: Cursing, name calling, kisses and cuddling

no proofread

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You lay in bed trying to focus on the movie playing across the screen in yours and Marks shared apartment, you couldn’t help but to yearn for Mark to join you in bed while watching the movie together.Something as casual as cuddling is scarce in your relationship.

Although you two live together it’s rare for you and him to see each other more than a quick “hi” or “bye” whilst you both are in a rush going about your own days. it’s not that you don’t understand, you’re quite the opposite. You know how busy Mark is on a day to day basis, With promoting the dream comeback that just happened on top of preparing for the nct 2023 comeback and the 127 comeback Mark had been extremely busy and with that comes lots of stress as well. You understood what you signed up for when you both agreed to get together, you knew it wouldn’t be a “normal” relationship, lots of it would be spent long distance, even if he’s in the same city as you, living in the same apartment as you, sharing the same bed as you,you don’t get the privilege to see him everyday and that was okay with you… at least it was initially

You and Mark have been together for a little over 3 years, it hasn’t always been smooth sailing but you two were good at working through problems that occurred throughout your relationship However recently you’ve felt extremely distant from him not only physically but mentally, you feel as if you’re worlds away from him, even if you both are in the same room. As you watch the tv while scrolling through your phone you look at the time that reads 12:30am you get the urge to check up on mark who’s been shut in the makeshift office that you and him made out of what was once a spare room ever since he got home from practice. you slowly tip toe to the door slightly knocking on it before you enter,Mark turns around and shoots you a tired smile, you approach his slouched body and wrap your arms around his shoulders while kissing the side of his neck

“come to bed with me it’s getting late” you say in a soft tone

“ in a bit babe i still have work to do” he replies and continues back to work

“ the work can wait mark you’ve been in here for hours, did you even eat dinner?” you ask

“ mhm” he mumbles and places is headphones back on both his ears,you stand there for a moment wondering if he has anything more to say to you than just a grunt of acknowledgment,you huff as walk out of the room quite annoyed at your boyfriend. an hour passes by and mark has still yet to move from his chair,you’re getting restless, you feel your eyes drooping but you don’t want to go to sleep unless mark is right beside you, alas you get up again walking to the office and opening the door,he’s in the same exact position he was in when you left,you walk over to him, it takes him a minute to realize you’re standing there.

“ geez babe i didn’t hear you come in” he says chuckling

you stand there straight faced with your arms crossed

“ mark im tired please let’s go to bed” you say practically begging

marks demeanor changed as he straightens his body

“ y/n, i already told you i still have work to do” he says quite harshly

“ you said that an hour ago, how long are you going to be in here working? you need to get sleep too” you say

“ im grown enough to make my own decisions y/n i don’t need you scolding me like your my mother” he snaps, you scoff and roll your eyes

“ whatever mark im going to sleep” you say

“night” he responds

as you walk out of the room you whisper under your breath and slightly slam the door making your way back to the bedroom with tears welling up in your eyes, you’re laying in bed cold, uncomfortable and really in need of a hug right now,the fact that you seemed totally unimportant to your boyfriend really hurt your heart, you understood that his work was important but was it more important than you? as you cried and cried into the pillow eventually you stoped only because there were no tears left to cry. as much as you want to go to sleep you can’t you stay in bed tossing and turning until you came to the conclusion that you arent going to fall asleep anytime soon,you wish on everything that you could be an independent girlfriend who could have no problem doing things on her own, but that just isn’t you, you are dependent on mark for many things whether you realize it or not…

making your way to mark for the third time you enter the room, this time you aren’t angry or frustrated you’re just in need of your man and thats exactly what you are going to get,walking up to his chair you slowly move it out a little bit so that you can get in between him and the desk, he just stares at you while you crawl into his lap wrapping your arms and legs around him burring your head into the crook of his neck.

“ i’m sorry, i just miss you” you say as you start to cry again

mark finally realizes where he went wrong

“ shh babygirl, i should be the one apologizing, i got so caught up with these comebacks i forgot to give you any of my attention lately, i’m so so sorry” he says as he hugs you tightly

“ let’s go to bed sweet girl” he says and gets up from his chair making his way to the bedroom while holding you,he sets you in bed while he quickly gets ready to sleep,he joins you in bed instantly engulfing you in a big hug and kissing your face all over

“ i’m sorry babe i’ll try harder to spend more time with you” he says

“ it’s okay i get that you’re extremely busy but i want you to know that i’m here for you, i don’t want to be left in the dark” you reply

“ i love you so much, thank you for always being so supportive and understanding”

“i love you too babe, goodnight”

“goodnight princess”

[jqmalikhsgib]

astrology

three

spencer sighs happily as he lies the last box down in your room. you smile at him before squeezing his arm and sits down on your bed gently.

“thanks for helping me spence.”

spencer hums. “you know id do absolutely anything for you.”

you smiled happily. you had no idea where you’d be without spencer in your life. thankful for him then and thankful for him now. he deserves all the love in the world.

“so, how is aaron?”

“what do you mean?”

you throw a pillow at his head. “you know! what’s he like?”

“he’s—it depends on where you’re at.”

you furrow your brows.

“when he’s hotch he’s the boss. he’s a bit stoic and takes his job seriously. he can be a bit of an hard ass but it’s all to make sure that the job is done right. a mistake at our job could cause a massacre.”

“i bet! what about aaron? what’s he like?”

“aaron’s more a family man. he’s a dad first and foremost. he smiles more, he’s more relaxed, he’s happier.”

you hum. you assume you’ll see both sides considering he’s your boss. but you’ll also see him being a dad. it’s something you look forward to.

you’d like to get to know aaron since you’re living with him. you’ve met jack two weeks prior. aaron wanted to make sure jack liked you. that’s the most important thing. jack deserves to be comfortable with whoever will take care of him.

the meeting went well. jack adored you! when they got back home, jack immediately asked when he’ll be able to play with you again.

aaron was glad that he got along with you. he didn’t know what he’d do if he didn’t find a caregiver soon. jess was already overworked with his father-in-law. he knew she needed to focus on him.

“jack is the most adorable kid. i already love him so much.”

“he is a cute kid.”

you hear a knock before turning your head to see aaron. he smiles at both you and spencer.

“are you two alright?”

“we’re good. where’s jacksters?!”

“he’s with his grandfather and his aunt for the weekend. i told him you’ll be moving in today. he hesitated to leave. you two bonded quite well!”

you smiled happily at that. you’re glad that jack liked you. you knew it’ll just make your job easier.

“i can’t wait to see him.”

aaron nods his head. “if you need anything please let me know. ill be downstairs.”

you nod your head as aaron leaves you and spencer alone.

“i should get going. im found this really good novel last night and want to read it before bed.”

“you mean to tell me you haven’t read it yet?! that doesn’t sound like the spencer reid i know! who are you and what have you done to my best friend?”

spencer laughs as he shakes his head. he gets up as says bye to him. you walk him out and hug him before he gets in his car and drives away.

when you walk back in the house you see aaron in his office. the door was cracked. he was frowning a bit. you walk over and knock on the door.

aaron looks up and gives you a small smile. “everything okay?”

“i was just about to ask you that. looks like whatever you read just now made you a bit frustrated.”

aaron shakes his head. “just work. paper work isn’t the best day of my job.”

you pointed to the seat across from him. he nods his head before you sit down.

“im sure it can’t be that bad. with your line of work im sure that paper work can be a breath of fresh air.”

aaron chuckles. “it can be. being the boss i have a lot more paper work than most.”

“oh, yeah! do you ever stop and take a break?”

aaron simply looks at you. you knew that meant no. you assumed when jack was here he did take a break.

you can tell that jack is his number one priority. from what you’ve seen when you met jack, he worshipped the ground that he walked on. aaron loves his son more than anyone and anything.

he’d stop the world for jack.

“im use to focusing on work whenever jacks not around.”

“well, in a way im here to take care of both you and jack! and i say you have every right to take time off of psycho killers for awhile. how bout i make us some dinner and after im done you can come join me at the table! and that wasn’t a suggestion. it was an order. respectfully of course.”

aaron smiles. he gives you a small nod. you got up and walked to the kitchen. you found a box of noodles, some pasta sauce, and garlic bread. you decided on making him some pasta.

when you finished you called aaron. he walked over and smiled. you served him and then yourself before sitting down across from your boss.

“besides kicking ass in the field, tell me exactly what you do? outside of work.”

“it’s not much to tell. im a dad! i don’t get out much.”

you shake your head. “i don’t believe that! you look like you’d be fun to hang out with outside of work.”

aaron laughs.

“im a homebody. always have been. i use to be a bit of a geek in middle school and all throughout high school.”

you definitely didn’t believe that. with how handsome aaron is, you knew girls were probably falling on their knees for his attention.

“no way!”

aaron nods. “yeah! my very first girlfriend was the woman i married. i had to audition from some play she was in just to get her attention. i didn’t even get an important part.”

you’ve heard a little about jacks mom. you didn’t ask him anything about her. spencer told you she was a bit of a sensitive topic. all you knew was she was killed by some sadistic serial killer they were hunting. your heart broke for aaron and jack.

“come on! you had to have more women trying to get their claws on you.”

“no, seriously! haley and i dated my junior and senior year. we split in college. id have a few girls i dated here and there but nothing serious. haley was the woman i knew id love forever.”

your heart warmed at that fact. you wished you had someone like that. someone who’d love you forever like aaron clearly loved his late ex-wife.

“wow! that’s sweet. have you um—have you dated after haley?”

aaron hums. “tried to. she and i didn’t work out. she moved for work. enough about me. what about you? what’s your story? reid only tells us so much.”

you laughs. “yeah, well! im kinda the same as you. im a homebody. don’t like going out much. mostly stay at home, paint, cook, have my own dance parties, alone!”

“now who’s the one lying?!”

“what?”

“you’re young! you mean to tell me you don’t go out? party? be reckless? drink your ass off until you know your head will pound the next morning?”

“god no! im a little shy. i don’t like being around too many people. my sister calls me an old soul. im not a serial dater or a partier. i just like to be home and paint.”

aaron likes that. means you’re responsible than others. another reason as to why you’re a perfect person to take care of his son.

aaron grabs his glass of wine and swirls his cup. he takes a sip before setting it back down.

the two continue to talk. you both got to know one another a little bit more. you didn’t even realize you’d been talking all night until aaron looks at his watch.

aaron offers to clean up while you get ready for bed. you took his offer before heading upstairs to your bedroom. when you finish showering you finally rest your head on your pillow.

you felt at ease here. aaron was gonna be an amazing boss. you definitely felt safe here.

[delilaahh9]

After Practice

September 11th, 2021

5:23pm

Luke had partied a little to hard for his 18th, so he’s been bed ridden at home since yesterday, Anna went home this morning but he just told her to go back to school and mom has been taking care of him.

She had no classes or practice today, which led her to stroll around campus and down some streets, eventually finding herself at the library where she decided to sit and relax.

All was peaceful until loud whispers were coming from the door and grew louder and louder until they were right next to her. What she wasn’t expecting was to turn her head and see Ethan, mark and two people she didn’t recognize. “Yo- it’s Hughesy’s sister” Ethan gasps and moves to sit at her table, Ethan and other two following in suit.

“Hello Ethan, mark.. and two people I don’t know” she chuckles but her smile was mainly due to the fact mark sat next to her.

Something she hadn’t felt in a long time, butterflies.

“That’s dukers and samo ”

“Dylan duke” the one known as dukers smiles.

“Mackie samoskevich” the other replies and she introduces herself.

“You doing anything at 6?” He asks quietly as the other boys were now off in their own worlds.

“Nope, maybe watch a movie, or go for a skate”

“Could I accompany you on this skate? Teams going to a party after a practice and I don’t want to”

“Yea of course, Im going to the one in canton, that alright?”

“mmmm have you ever skated at yost”

“No? Do they do public skates?”

“Well no, but I have a pass where during certain hours I can go skate, do you wanna go there?”

“Yea that sounds fun-”

“Hey! Estapa let’s go” Dylan calls from a few feet away. They didn’t realize the three were up and moving away, make glanced at his watch and started to stand up while she raised an eyebrow at him.

“Practice, I’ll text you when I’m done okay, if you don’t mind meeting me there”

“Yea I’ll meet you there, see ya later mark”

“Bye Anna”

She smiles when he walked away, her brothers would have a field day if they saw the way she was blushing right now. So that’s why she waited to get back to her dorm to face time Quinn.

“Hey Q-Ball” she says when the call goes thru, making him roll his eyes playfully to which he replies “You hang out with Jack to much”

“Actually the opposite, he’s the sibling I hang out the least with” she realizes, making her eyebrows furrow.

“Yea, your both really busy, but devils are playing Detroit soon so you should do something, without Luke”

Quinn has pretty much made it a job to make sure all siblings get along at all times, especially Annabelle and Jack since they had a rocky relationship through her ages 5-13, 7-15 in jacks ages.

“Quinn, we aren’t fighting. I know you care a lot but we are good now” she smiles and begins to look around her closet.

“I know, but moving on, what are you up to? Looking for something?”

“Yea my.. haha! Got them. Oh yea I was looking for my skates- roller skates. There are some nice paths around campus” She lied, it was ice skates she was looking for.

“Oh you should go down near the golf course, much emptier I walked there all the time”

“will do, but i gotta get going so ill call you again in a bit?”

“No, call Jack when you get a minute” He orders, she sighs and decides to agree just to hey him off her back. “Will do, bye Quinn”

“Bye Annie”

She put on a knit sweater, leggings and some crew socks then slipped on a pair of boots, most likely the blundstones she wears everywhere. Then waits for the text from mark that arrived less then 2 minutes later.

Mark! 🌷

All done

You can come whenever

Anna! 🎀

Be there in 5 :)

It took a little longer due to after class traffic but she’s a fast walker, she walked into the arena with her bag slung over her shoulder and a pink tint to her cheeks from the cold wind.

“Cold?” She hears ahead of her, that voice belonging to the one and only mark Estapa who stands in skates and a hoodie with sweats.

“Just a little” she says quietly and sits on the bench, taking off her boots to replace with skates.

“Ready?” She turns and asks him with a smile, to which he stands and they walk side by side onto the rink.

[suniix]

03 | miyamura x reader

synopsis | with the first day of school comes new opportunities, new friends, and new memories! though with new memories some old ones may begin to resurface

word count | 2k+

note | this’ll be the last fast update in a LONG while since we’re caught up to my most recent ao3 chap. if you ever see me mess up the reader’s pronouns please let me know! im trying to keep this book as gender neutral as i can :’)

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You stirred, turning over on your side to avoid the sun’s rays shining through your window. A few seconds later you shift again in an attempt to get comfortable and fall asleep. This happens again, again, and again.

Finally, you sit up angrily while blinking slowly, letting your eyes adjust to the brightness in your room. Turning to your right you find what caused a disturbance in your sleep; you had left your curtains open. You sighed, silently reminding yourself not to forget to shut the curtains anymore.

You slowly turn to your left to look at the clock hanging on your wall, only to become confused. According to your clock, the time was currently midnight, but the sun shining through your window begged to differ. Ah, I forgot to change the batteries.. You laid back down on your bed, reaching over to grab your phone and check the time.

“Eight am? Huh, I thought it was already noon..” You yawned and pulled your blanket over your body, slowly falling back into a peaceful slumber.

Suddenly, reality hit.

You flung your blanket off of you and jumped out of bed, scrambling to get changed into your school uniform. The sleepiness you felt earlier seemingly evaporated into thin air as you realized that today was the first day of school. You couldn’t believe such an important day completely slipped your mind.

After changing you rushed down the stairs to see your grandma placing your lunch down on the counter. Hearing your loud footsteps she turned to look at you and smiled, “I was just about to wake you up, did you sleep well?”

“No! I mean yes! But I think I’m going to be late!” You babbled, quickly stuffing your lunch into your backpack and thanking her for making it.

Your grandma watched as you ran to the front door in a panic trying to quickly slip on your shoes. She laughed, “Sweetie the school isn’t that far from here. You’re not late.”

It seemed as though her words went in through one ear and out the other because the moment you slipped on your shoes you shouted a quick ‘love you bye!’ and dashed out the door.

Your grandma shook her head and laughed. Your liveliness brought a warmth into her home that she hadn’t felt in awhile, and she gladly welcomed it.

You were beginning to think that maybe, just maybe, your grandma was right.

After jogging for a bit you started to notice other students wearing the same uniform as you. Unlike you though, they were walking as if they had all the time in the world. You stopped jogging after you got weird stares.

You quickly reached the school and followed a group of girls inside the building. Once inside you saw many students crowding around a board looking for their classes. Among the horde of people you noticed a guy with long black hair and glasses. You stared for a moment. He looks cute.. you think, but quickly shake your head. First the guy from the bakery and now this stranger? I think I have a type..

You look away from the cute stranger, not wanting another repeat of what happened with the cute baker. You do the same as the other students and begin scanning the board for your name. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of searching, you find your name. Y/N L/N.. class one! Hopefully someone will be nice enough to show me where that is..

“Oh, it’s you. Did you enjoy your coffee cake and cinnamon roll?”

Hearing the voice, you turn your head to look. There in front of you stood the cute boy you noticed earlier. Wait a second..

You give him a confused look before taking a cautious step back, “How did you know what I ate yesterday? Are you a stalker?”

He also takes a step back but fearfully shakes his head while raising his hands in defense. “N-No! You’ve got it all wrong! I was the one working at the register that day!”

Then it clicked. Now it made sense—the same long black hair, the same blue eyes, and the same gloomy attitude—that’s why you thought he was cute!

“Oh sorry! It’s just that you look so different outside of school I didn’t recognize you!”

He laughed. “Yea, I’ve been told.”

You laughed with him. “To answer your question, yes I did enjoy the coffee cake and cinnamon roll. To be honest, after eating them I almost went back to buy more because of how good they were..”

“You should have! Don’t be afraid to stop by for more. If you want, you can come over today and I’ll have something prepared for you.”

Your eyes lit up, how could he be so kind? “Yes please! I'll make sure to stop by today!” Now you couldn’t wait until the school day was over. You could already smell the warm scent of baked goods.

He nodded. “Alright, my name's Miyamura by the way.” He extended his hand to you.

You shook his hand enthusiastically, “Nice to meet you Miyamura! My name’s Y/N. I still can’t believe you also go to this school.” You laughed.

What the both of you didn’t notice was a brunette girl silently watching the whole interaction. She watched you two talk and laugh together as if you were old friends. Another girl walked up to her, her sleeve covering her mouth. “Hey Hori, who’s that talking to Miyamura?” The blonde girl asked her friend.

Hori shrugged her shoulders. “Don’t know, I don’t think I’ve ever seen them before.”

Then again, Hori never acknowledged Miyamura before he showed up at her house, so maybe she has seen you before. She really didn’t know. I’ll ask Miyamura about it later.. she thought to herself. She turned to ask her purple haired friend what class he got put in when she noticed he had vanished from his previous spot. Where’d Tooru go? He was just here.. Hori’s eyes quickly scanned the area when she spotted him standing by Miyamura, using him as an armrest.

“Woa, what’s this? Is our Miyamura about to sneak off with someone?” Tooru smirked jokingly.

Miyamura was quick to shrug him off. “It’s not like that! I was just asking them what class they’re in..” Miyamura mumbled, not wanting to scare you off with Tooru’s unfunny joke.

Tooru’s eyes widened, a bit shocked that Miyamura would start a conversation with a random person. “Oh sweet, what class are you in?” He asked, looking at the board filled with names even though he didn’t know yours.

“I’m in class one!”

“Oh cool! That means you’re in the same class as us!” Tooru offered you a smile.

You smiled back; his happy attitude was rubbing off on you. You were glad that so far the day was going good. You had been nervous days leading up to this moment, but so far the people you’ve met have given you no reason to be nervous.

“Miyamura, Tooru, who are you guys talking to?”

Tooru and Miyamura look back and take a step to the side, revealing a beautiful girl with golden eyes and chestnut brown hair. Behind her stood a petite girl with light olive green hair. The brunette stared at you curiously before looking back to the boys, waiting for someone to answer.

“Oh! My name’s Y/N! I was just telling them what class I was in.” You explained shyly. Who would’ve thought talking to a pretty girl could be so intimidating.

Hori quirked a brow. “You guys all know each other?”

You all shake your heads. “I only know Miyamura.” You reply.

Miyamura nods in agreement. “Yea, we met..” He hesitated for a moment, “..a couple of days ago at my parent’s bakery. I was just asking them if they enjoyed the pastries.”

Hori seemingly let out a sigh of relief which went unnoticed by you, but not Miyamura. “Well it’s nice to meet you, my name’s Hori, this is Yuki, Tooru, and you’ve already met Miyamura.”

You bowed in greeting. “It’s nice to meet you all.”

They returned your gesture and you noticed Yuki staring at you curiously. “By any chance are you new here? I don’t remember seeing you around anywhere.”

You laughed nervously. “Yeah I am new here, was it that obvious?”

“Since they’re new, we should show them around! Right, Hori?” Tooru quickly turns his head to Hori, waiting for her approval.

Hori looked taken aback. “You don’t need my permission to do that. I don’t mind showing them around as long as we get to class on time.”

Tooru squealed happily and gently grabbed your shoulders, pushing you into the direction of a hallway. Yuki and Hori followed while Miyamura stayed behind, a mixture of sadness and confusion swirling around in his eyes at the familiar sight. It was only your first day and you had already made friends, just like you did years before. He didn’t know how to feel about seeing you after such a long time, especially now that it seems you don’t remember him the way he remembers you.

The final bell rang, signaling an end to the school day at long last. You stretched in your chair, trying to loosen up the stiff muscles you’ve obtained from sitting for so long. The excitement of the day has worn off and now you feel exhausted. Standing up from your chair you stretch again, this time hearing a couple of joints pop. Once I get home, I’m taking a nap..

“Oh, you’re leaving too Y/N?”

You turn and see Miyamura standing up from his chair and slipping his backpack on. You nod, doing the same as him. “Yea, I just wanna go home and sleep.”

“Since we’re both leaving I’ll walk you out.” Miyamura holds the door open for you and you thank him.

You turn to the lovely people you hope to soon call your friends and wave at them goodbye. The group happily returns your gesture, except for one. If you can recall correctly her name was Hori. Her smile didn’t quite reach your eyes and she seemed tired. You don’t judge her for it though, maybe she also felt the day was draining.

After the two of you leave, Hori remains looking at the door with a forlorn expression. Yuki notices and nudges her, silently asking her friend what was wrong.

“I know Miyamura said they just met, but.. I can’t help but worry..” Hori mumbled.

Yuki leaned on her hand, letting out a hum of understandment. Despite Hori not saying it out loud, it was obvious she was beginning to like Miyamura more than a friend. The two always hung out after school and Miyamura was glued to Hori’s side most of the school day. “I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about. Miyamura was probably just being polite since they were leaving at the same time.” Yuki tried to reassure her friend, but it seemed her words fell on deaf ears as Hori’s head fell hard on the table, startling a few people that remained in the class.

But he usually walks home with me.. Hori sighed. The way he looked at you was more than a stranger he just met. He looked at you like he was relieved to finally see you, as if he had been missing you for years. Hori wondered if you two were truly strangers.

You walk out the school gate with Miyamura by your side. The sun was in the golden hour stage, giving everything its light touched a soft glowing look. Miyamura was no exception. The golden light made his black hair look almost brown and his long eyelashes made his blue eyes stand out. Somehow the lighting seemed to make him even more attractive.

“Is there something on my face?”

You jumped at the sound of his voice. Your face heated up once you realized you were caught staring, again. At this point he probably thinks I’m a weirdo.. you silently cry. “No! I was just.. admiring your lashes! They’re very long, I’m jealous!” You blurt out, hoping that he’d believe your half lie.

He coughed and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. When he didn’t stop coughing you began to pat his back, worried that he was actually choking. When he stopped coughing he cleared his throat. “T-Thank you, you’re actually not the first to tell me that.” He said softly, blush dusting his cheeks.

“Oh? Who else has told you?”

“It was Hori.”

Mm.. I’m guessing they’re close then? You thought to yourself, squinting to see his lashes. She must’ve gotten really close to his face in order to see, I wonder if they’re together.. You really hope that wasn’t the case or else walking with him alone would make you seem like you were trying to get in between them.

“Hori seemed really tired when we left. I hope she’s ok.”

Miyamura hesitated for a moment, thinking about what he should say. He had an idea as to why she seemed tired, but he also knew how secretive she was with her life outside of school, so he couldn’t go into too much detail. “She just has a lot on her plate. She helps the student council out even though she’s not a part of it.” He told you.

“Ah, I see.” You let out a sigh of relief. So she wasn’t upset about Miyamura walking home with me, she’s so kind for helping the student council..

The rest of the walk home was spent in a comfortable silence. Miyamura silently walked by your side while you curiously looked at everything around you. At some point you pass by a park. It looked relatively empty, excluding the small family of ducks that swam around in the small pond. You make a mental note to check it out later.

At some point the two of you come across a road that splits. Thinking that this is the end of your walk together, you turn to tell Miyamura goodbye, but he continues to walk. “Wait a minute,” You pause, “you live in that direction?”

“Mm? Oh yea, I live not too far from the bakery.”

You were a bit surprised, but didn’t let it show on your face. “Seriously? Me too! Your bakery is just a couple of blocks away from my house! And don’t you think that I forgot what you told me earlier! I’m still expecting that treat you promised!”

He laughed, “I haven’t forgotten either, don't worry. I’ll be stopping by my house first though so it might take awhile for it to be prepared.”

The rest of the walk home was spent chatting about the sweets he knew how to bake. You found out his mom actually owned the bakery and he planned on continuing to work there even after high school. You told him you’d be their number one customer.

The familiar building you’ve come to call home soon comes up in your view and you can’t help but smile, already imagining how comfortable your bed would feel surrounded by your soft blankets. You reach your house and stop along with Miyamura. You give a small wave, “Well, this is me. See you later!”

“Hold on, you live here?”

Confused, you nod. Miyamura is shocked for a moment, but a small smile begins to grow on his face. “I actually live in the apartment building right next to you.” He points to the building on the left side of your home.

You couldn’t believe it. First you see him at the bakery, next you see him at school and in the same class as you, and now you find out he’s your neighbor.

“Woa.. the world really is small..” You mumble.

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[yumiiyummech]

diary entry : EYES

this is in continuation of this post. I might make this a series if people want more!

large block of text and WENDY lore ahead!

Diary entry number … a corner of the page is burned

This room isn’t mine, I think. I’ve slept, wept, and ate here but it's so bleak that I feel as if im walking into a different world every time. MISTER DIARY, you’ve already heard this from me but I feel like you should hear it again. Just imagine it. The walls are bare with no decorations, just a pale yellow color that drives me insane. My bed frame is textured black wood. My sheets alternate between an ugly ashen gray and porcelain white every week. My pillows are still practically new because I hardly sleep with them. The carpet is dirty and I keep pulling pieces of it out from boredom. There's nothing to do here. Nothing to look at. I'm tired. So very tired. Not the sleepy tired, I don't know how to describe it. Sometimes I want to tear off this ugly paint from the walls like I tear pieces out of the carpet. But it would make MOTHER angry and she would definitely notice. 

MOTHER isn’t pretty when she’s angry. Do you remember when I told you, MISTER DIARY? The moment she got angry that one time, she placed a camera in here. That was evil, wasn’t it? All because I told her that the camera had eyes? Why doesn’t she see them? You’ve never seen them before so I’ll draw it today.

See? Isn’t it scary? It’s watching me right now. The ones during a photoshoot are a lot worse though. It’s like they’re multiplying. They follow you and they never let you out of their sight. Sometimes they take over the room but no one seems to see it. 

She gave me a glass unicorn to play with because she felt bad. You don’t believe it either, right? MOTHER thinks she can buy my feelings with money. Even with that camera, she hasn’t realized that I don’t play with dolls anymore. The unicorn is sparkly, just like the dresses I have to wear but it has no wings. Unicorns are supposed to have wings, right? You don’t think MOTHER took their wings, do you? Otherwise, that'd be really evil. There are only 4 things I own in this room anyway. She didn’t have to take the wings. 

A glass unicorn. I named her after me. 

A teddy bear. There’s no name for them.

Alphabet blocks. What am I, like 5? 

And a plastic fairy wand. 

I wish the fairy wand was real. Maybe I could create a biiiiiiiiiiig window, large enough to jump out of and never come back. I could summon a real unicorn that could fly me away. It would take me to a faraway land called…FARAWAY UNICORN…IA....

There are little notes on the side but they were burned away.

I hear footsteps coming upstairs. It’s probably the scary LILICA. Did you know that she has those eyes all over her too? Anyways, you probably think im crazy, MISTER DIARY. Bye, I need to go. I’m sorry that I keep burning your pages. I might have to do it. Again. 

>> PART 2

[murpyperpy]

If you need to be mean be mean to me part 2.

CW: Mental Health issues drugs and alcohol.

Hobie stoped playing with your feelings and asked you out a week ago. Now you were sitting on you bed talking on the phone with your friend swinging your legs and talking about Hobie.

“Oooooo send a pic” your friend said. You looked through your pictures of him and you together.

“He so stunning right?” You ogle at the picture butterfly’s in you stomach.

“Huh… yeah If you like that type of thing he’s kinda ugly-cute” you friend says.

“ Bomb to your house imminent. Incoming!” You make the sound a bomb swooping down “Crash! Caplow! Sorry Macy bye bye house.” You laugh.

“Wait WAIT-“you scream excitedly

“I’m waiting” you friend says monotone

“HES CALLING OMG BYEEEEE” you giggle hanging up on your friend and composing yourself to talk to hobie

“Hey” you say a smoothly as you can

“Hullo love, you free tonight?”

“Yes!” You don’t mention it’s the third time this week he has called you to drink smoke or snort. He only usually called once a week but now he’s constantly wanted to spend time with you. Of course your overjoyed.

Hobie came to pick you up ten minutes later. You scrambled to do hair and makeup a pick an outfit for the mood- sexy red and black.

“Hobie!” You ran up to the car to reach in and wrap your arms around his shoulders. He noticed you holding on and realised your trying to steal his blunt. He gently pushes you off and you spin around and hop in the front seat.

The party was great like all the party Hobie takes you to you smoke dance then after you lay on his bed and fall asleep together and have deep talks. The moonlight was bright in the dark room you were sitting\laying on Hobbies back playing with his hair. While he lay face down and murmured to you.

“ You know I was sober until the night I meet you”. You say jokingly. He tenses up and shifts uncomfortably you quickly try to change the subject. You don’t want to make him uncomfortable with your history.

“ I have nothing to do tomorrow I’m so happy he he” you try to laugh but Hobie is tense. You don’t want him to be in a bad mood. You don’t want him to be mad.

“ Tell me what your thinking Hobie”

“What’s wrong”

“ I just feel gross” he reply’s “ I need a shower”

He stands up to leave and you want to pull him back but he leaves out the door into the bathroom

As if I believe that you think to yourself. You still feel energised from the party there no point sticking around with Hobie gone. You put on your jacket and shoes and head out the door.

-im going for a walk to clear my head plus I’m too awake to sleep :) <3

You text him then put in your head phones and feel the world melt away. It a familiar practice you did it often while trying to stay sober but it didn’t matter anymore. You where’re happy now with Hobie, it didn’t matter you where using whatever he was it not like he’s life was ever effected anyway. Hobie was always effortlessly perfect party as hard as he wants work as hard too. That’s why you like Hobie you much you think to yourself you want to be like him. You want to be confident.

“Hello! I’m talking to you here!”

You pull at your headphones and focus. Heart rate beats faster. Hold in a scream. Your hands are sweaty and you want to run but it’s just a man trying to get your attention.

“Sorry what do you want” you say back automatically. You took a closer look at the man he had marks on his face and angry facial expression from what you could see in the dark plus he smelled.

“I said you got a twenty?” He says to you holding out a reaching hand. His fingernails are cracked and caked with dirty.

“ I don’t have cash” you kept walking. He kept following.

“Baby you still in the shower?

Lol”

You send off a text to Hobie.

“Bitch I know you do” the man says again “don’t lie to me girly” you can smell his breath he’s so close so you pick up your pace and text Hobie.

There is a man following me plz come save me :(((

You try to keep it light like a joke but your heart can’t stop beating so fast. You call Hobie but he didn’t pick up so you call again.

“You know girly my own phone got stolen 2 weeks ago I think it’s fate we ran in to each other tonight” he moved to block you from running. In the street light you saw him clearly. Sharp teeth with holes peaking out of his cunning smile and browny yellow Color. He was wearing a suit like a sales man but it was old and tattered. His eyes are dazzling despite his dirty face. You still call Hobie over and over but you finger slows and you stare into his eyes.

“There you go girly hand it over” he says

He’s a mutant he has powers you think desperately that why I’m doing this. Your body steps closer. You hold out your arms. The man’s green eyes swirl like a spiral and you shift closer towards him. You try to pull away to speak to scream but you paralysed. The man is some kind of villain taking control of your body. Then you feel a hand on your shoulder. Hobie. He’s looking into your eyes. He look worried. He so cute. You want to make him feel better but you trapped.

“Love, what the fuck are you doing” he says

He looks over at the man. Hobies arm flashes faster than you can see and hammers into the man. Again again he slams his fist into the man’s face. All you can focus on is feel humming buzzing feeling taking over your body. You wave your hand around watching the streams flowing behind it. The fight become distant to the linger effect.

“ look at me” Hobie suddenly focusing on you filling one hundred percent of you view. He tilts you chin side to side check you over and then looks into your eyes.

“ I wanna be on what your on, it looks like a great time” he says staring at your dilated pupils and goofy grin.

“ I don’t like that joke” you say truthfully the words slip out of your mouth. Hobbie frowns which makes you frown.

The walk home feels bubbly easy simple. You trot along with Hobie.

“ Your calls scared me baby” Hobie says

“It that why your half dressed in… what is that?” You question. Hobie had a red superhero costume on under his jumper and pants. You stared at it and started to laugh.

“Hahahah! What are you wearing Spider-Man?” You laugh harder.

“God I hope you don’t remember this” Hobie covered his face which is flushed a deep red.

“Let’s go to bed my love”

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I hope you like this part of the story!!!

It’s not that depressing yet but if I make more it will probs take a turn 😈.

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[ivecomeforsouls]

Chapter 9 A Father's Blessing

Link and Marin spent the rest of the day and into the night catching up with each other. Legend told her about the rest of his adventures, as well as the one he should be on right now. She talked about waking up. How her father sat her down and told her the full story of the Wind Fish, how she learned about sunburns(that were impossible to get in a dream world), and when the big owl told her that Link was real and would be in town at the first of autumn. After that, they just sat together by the lake in a comfortable silence until Tarin came and took them back.

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The morning arrived with the song of the birds and sound of wind blowing through the trees. He has the last one up today. Marin, Tarin, and Ravio were talking about the price of fish in different Villiages, and how to get the best deal by calculating travel costs and taxes in with the price itself.

"Ah, but if you head to Abermage by horse, you can get a better deal in Exmeen Market at Barris's spot." Ravio sounded quite pleased with himself. As Legend got up and put away his bedding, he realized that Ravio had just won a competition with Tarin in finding the best deals for fish.

"Good morning, Link." Marin brought breakfast and sat next to him. "I was thinking that we all could go for a picnic today. Is anyone opposed?"

Tarin spoke up. "I will be headed to Abermage City today," Ravio gave Legend a proud smile. "But I'll help you pack some food before I leave."

"I think that would be wonderful, Marin." Legend pulled his arm out from around her shoulders and cleared his dishes.

As Legend did so, he found a letter addressed to him on the floor by his feet. He picked it up. Ravio was telling Marin the story of there trip here, exaggerating some of the stupid stuff he did, in his opinion. Looking back down again, he opened the letter quietly, and saw four words written on the inside of the empty envelope.

You have my blessing.

He recalled the conversation he'd had with Ravio about asking Tarin for his blessing. He'd been unsure of his ability to summon enough courage to actually confront him. Ravio. Stupid merchant did it for him.

He ran out after Tarin with the message and told Marin he was headed out to get bread(anything but milk, realy)really.

"Tarin!" Legend engaged his pegasus boots. "Tarin I need to ask you something. Personally, this time."

"Oh?" Tarin stopped and looked at him. "By all means, what might that be?"

"I would like your blessing to marry your daughter, Marin."

"Would like?" Tarin teased. "That's a lot to give for just liking."

"Please Tarin." Legend begged, forgetting the envelope in his hands. "My life would never be complete with her. I would never feel joy again if..." Tarin cut him off.

"Call me dad." Tarin grinned and put his arms around his shoulders, walking him back towards the house. "And just so you know, I belive in short engagements. I'm also not headed to Abermage."

"What?"

"Im off to a friend's house to make plans to announce and celebrate your engagement."

"What? But I haven't proposed yet!"

"Marin has perfectly set up the scene by accident. During your picnic today, you will propose, and you will not come back until you have done so. Understood?"

"What?! I don't have a ring!"

"We'll figure that out later. Marin already said in one of her dreamy rants that she doesn't care if you've got a ring or not."

"Oh."

Legend looked at Tarin. Or tried to, anyway. "Bye!" Tarin called back as he made his may back down the trail. Marin was leaving the house, Ravio close behind her, hauling a ton of picnic stuff.

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[vanessashands]

When the world didn’t matter…

 summary: reader has been through a tough time and they decided they wanted to fight crime because of how much there was in New York so they took it into her hands to make sure that crime goes away, but as time went on, they got tired, and they lost important people behind, they lost themself.

Warnings:  depressive reader, mentions of suicide, ED, blood, fighting, yelling,PTSD, death ,angst.

Lmk if I missed anything!!

Writers note:This was the song I was thinking of when I made this. IF THESE ARE SENSITIVE TOPICS THEN PLEASE DONT READ!!! I was listening to this song when I was making this so please enjoy and it is my first time making a fic so be nice. This is a veryyyy short fic so I’m sorry dm me if you want to request something or ask for a part 2

Started July 2nd

Finished November 28

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Empty, emptiness is all I felt like all the warmth was sucked away from me, I heard is a beeping noise then I woke up. 6:37 “ ah goddamn it I’m late” I get up from bed to feel the cold tile on the feet “having to do the same old thing again and again, when will it stop”

I had to get ready for school again, I skip breakfast and I would take my bike so I wouldn’t be so late. Seven minutes later I got to school I locked up my bike and I got to class “ah y/n your  finally here I was wondering where  you were�� as I’m walking to my seat I heard “and also you have detention at the end of the day”as I walk to my seat flash and Gwen look at me and whisper “what happened are you okay?” I looked at them and said “leave me alone I don’t want to be in more trouble then im already in I just woke up late” I unzip my back pack and take out my notebook and start taking notes.

an hour later I got to the cafeteria i didn’t feel like eating today so I just grabbed a bottle of water and sat down, flash and Gwen looked at each other and started asking questions. “hey.. why aren’t you eating y/n I’ve seen you eat like…3 times within the week are you okay?” I haven’t really ate this entire month so, no I’m not okay but what does it matter I’m gonna die sooner or later, right? “Yeah Im just not hungry right now i feel nauseous tho” I feel nauseous because we haven’t ate, we might die, be isn’t that what we want? to die and never come back?

“….hello….hello…y/n! are you even listening? What happened?” “Oh uhh nothing I was just In my head sorry what were you saying flash?” “I’m worried about you y/n you’ve been zoning out a lot more and you seem kinda frail looking… but I um was saying-“ the bell rang “ oh I have to go but um, see you guys at 3rd period bye” they both say “bye!” As I walk down the hall to get to class I have this sharp pain in my stomach I clench my stomach and I crouch but as soon as I crouch, I get up 10 times faster and start walking down the hallway as I’m one of the first students to get to class I pick my seat out and I get my notebook and pencil and start writing.

Two periods and detention have gone by and school has already ended and as I’m unlocking my bike I’m biking home I feel the cool air on my neck and it’s calming it’s as if I have nothing to do, as if I’m a kid again but that feeling goes away when I feel water droplets on my head. I sigh and I keep going, a few minutes later I’m home and putting my bike in my backyard and entering through the back door I’m socked to the bone and as i pass my kitchen and go straight upstairs to go study that’s when I hear something from my police radio…

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This is my first fic and I just wanted to experiment but should I make a part two?

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

[sunsetrubdowns]

Also. Hi. I remembered I can talk as much as I want to on here. Do you want to hear about this guy I kind of broke up with but kind of wasnt really dating to begin with and will probably have to break up with again for good measure. This actually turned into an insanely long post because it's an insane situation so I'm putting it under a cut because I love you and your scrolling experience and it's probably incoherent anyways

So. Well you may or may not be aware but I was couch surfing for like 3 weeks in September and a friend of mine who I met through work helped me out a lot with moving my stuff out of my apartment and into storage and helping me get my shit together. And in the weeks leading up to me moving out/while I was homeless we spent a lot of time together (like. Pretty much every day LOL) because I needed to be constantly distracted and he apparently had all the free time in the world. Cool!

Now it's important to give the context that he had asked me out back in like June and I said no because not only did I think we had very little chemistry and he was very needy but ALSO I was going through one of the worst depressive periods in my life. Really just was not the vibe at the time. Also my read on the situation was 100% correct like I was right about everything lol.

So you know obviously I'm aware that he has a little crush on me this whole time but I'm in a truly delusional headspace where I'm like well this is not so bad :) I'm having fun hanging out with him so whatever happens, happens :). And what happens is that WHILE I am still homeless we end up having a little feelings talk where I'm like well this is nice but I've kind of got a lot going on right now and I need to settle my life situation out before I'm comfortable getting into anything official or serious. And he's like yeah I totally understand that. But then maybe a week later after I secure and move into my place he IMMEDIATELY. And I mean like immediately. Starts calling me his girlfriend. Not to me but to other people. Like going around to my coworkers and people at work to be like btw we're together now :). Which made me kind of uncomfortable but I just brushed it off because I am a huuuuuge pushover and I was like, sure I guess we're together. Even though I'm very private about my personal life and it took me like a good month to refer to him as my boyfriend out loud and I didn't even MENTION him to my best friends (hi besties) for a couple weeks after that. Because I was like damn I don't even know what to say. Also he never even attempted to do anything more than hold my hand a few times so we were still just hanging out the way we had been to begin with.

And THEN he started coming to the bowling alley where I work every single night and just like.... hanging around for hours and hours until we closed to drive me home (6 blocks away) and to talk to me while I'm working and on my breaks. And when he drove me home after work every SINGLE night he would park and walk me to my door and unless I was very clearly like yeahhh I'm exhausted Goodnight Bye :) he would often invite himself into my apartment just to hang around until I was like. Okay I have to go to bed because it's after 1am please leave. And it got to the point where I felt like I never had any time to myself and my social battery was constantly at 0 and I was also spending way more money than was within my budget because he was dragging me out to eat and do things constantly and to go to Disneyland and shit and also at the place where I work every single day and not leaving no matter how clearly Im like hey sorry I'm just. soooo tired right now and work is so busy etc. There were only THREE days in October that I had totally to myself. I could barely even find time to spend with my roommate I had just moved in with and he also was not really seeming to spend time with any of his own friends when he'd had an incredibly active social life like, just a month ago.

It was starting to really freak me out that I felt like he was trying to replace not only his previous long term girlfriend who broke up with him earlier this year but also his entire social circle. With lil old me. And I felt like he was trying to force a level of familiarity with me that simply was not there like... man you don't even KNOW me like that don't talk to me like you know me. Don't talk to me like you know me when you're also trying so hard all the time to like, impress me and prove something to me.

It got to the point by mid October that I was like desperate for time to myself to decompress and process things and most of my mental energy was going to trying to find ways to avoid him and scripting a breakup speech in my head. And instead of trying to talk to ME he would go into my workplace and try to ask my work friends. While they were working. For advice on what to do when I seemed distant or unhappy. And even though they really only ever told him to just communicate with me he decided to wait until the day before Halloween to be like "I realized that I was maybe doing to much by going to hang around your workplace every day and also it's been a month and a half but I want to officially ask you to be my girlfriend now :)" and was somehow genuinely shocked when I said no. And basically outlined everything I've said here to be like I need to be left alone or I'm going to kill myself a little bit so please leave me alone.

But it seems like what he took out of the conversation was "I need to take some naps and then I'll feel better and then we can go back to normal :)" because he just kept being like "how do you feel how are you doing you look better are you feeling rested" and continuing to go to my coworkers and my roommate at work and asking about me and show up at the bowling alley frequently and text me continually as I just brushed him off over and over and eventually stopped replying to his messages. Until finally last week I was working on a day I normally don't work and he came in and I, again, kind of brushed him off when he came to just like do small talk with me. So he went to my roommate who was also working to be like "oh I think I'm going to talk to them today we need to talk but I don't know if they just want to be left alone or not..." while she (blessed angel that she is) just refused to give him any real information. But then he just kept like, trying to chitchat with me while I was working so I started brushing him off again and he ended up going to my roommate AGAIN to vent about me. And then left and texted her all this stuff about how he doesn't know if I like him anymore but he's just going to leave me alone and try to get over me etc and how he's been so stressed over stuff with his parents etc etc and framing it as if HE is breaking things off with ME. But since then has continued to go to her to ask about me and talk about how he's trying to get over me and heartbreak and whatever and etc. But has not expressed anything at all to me personally in any capacity since I told him I needed space.

Meanwhile I've gone on multiple dates with someone I genuinely really like and who has slept over at my apartment multiple times LOL. And there are so many little details of weird shit that I've had to cut for time here but like genuinely what the hell man

Anyways have I mentioned that this man is 34 years old. Because he's 34 years old. And if you've read all this you are so cordially invited to share your thoughts and/or guess his chart placements in the replies. Funny as fuck situation that I'm in

[sowthetide]

GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS this is teainabowl AND IM BACK WITH MORE NONSENSE AS PROMISED. family crisis almost averted?? i havent slept in 2 days but lmao who cares. (you cant see me rn but i want you to know that im doing a happy little jump skip dance as im writing this)

BECAUSE!!!!! ok. lets talk about genderbending in fandom. i think what usually gives me the ick in those fics is they do nature vs nurture wrong??? like a lot of the time they’ll just change the NATURE of the character and use the different gender as an excuse which. idk idk it runs me the wrong way. BUT QUENN!!! shes very much still theon?? just, nurtured differently. am i making sense? i have been traumatized by some bio-essentialism bs in the past when trying to look into similar fics bc i love gender fuckery PEOPLE JUST DONT GET IT LIKE I DO (or you, appearantly hkdhhfjh i love your story it means so much to me) 

and asoiaf is SUCH a gendered world??? like it has so much untapped potential where even a single characters gender can have SO MUCH IMPACT (can you imagine if joffrey had been a girl?? or if sansa had been a boy???) 

but what originally started my spiel was the realization that jon wouldnt have gone to the nights watch if he was a girl. and. what then?? slightly horrifying tbh, and makes me wonder if one of the other character had been male (read; they had been given more agency and autonomy in their lives) what would have changed???

but back to jon, bc then i immediately thought, ok, lets backtrack a bit, who would jon even BE. bc a lot of jons character revolves around his (lack of) a relationship with catelyn, his siblings mother. but she would have a harder time avoiding him if he was a she, right?? am i making sense???? a girl isnt seen like as much of a threat to her children i thinks?? idk i love cat and jon so much a love picking apart their relationship bc bc bc ARGHhhgg yk? also i like to think of ned being haunted by lyannas carbon copy who happens to be great with swords (would he be permitted to practice swordplay??) idk

ANYWAYS no we come to the part where i tie it up to what you mentioned in your answer. bc as much as JON being a girl might change his relationship with cat, it would be much more fucked up if it were robb, me thinks. (i too am a bit guilty of using robb as an accessory to cat) but but but. are. are you seeing my vision. catelyn stark with her three daughters when ned leaves for the greyjoy rebellion. catelyn whos convinced that the reason her husband wont send his bastard away is because she cant give him any sons. in the books she calls bran her special little boy and. idk the double meaning this would give it. and bran!!! being the heir!!! hiw would that change things??? would the reception to his accident be different?? and speaking of, what about king robert and his obsession with joining his family with neds? i havent talked about how robb (robyn?) would be different in this au but i cant think hed be as pleased as sansa was? his first shown interaction with joff is him trying to curb stomp the fucker lmao. i dont think he would be likely to have a different opinion bc of gender changes. in the books hes often rash and impulsive and prideful, and id want him to keep those traits, but peoples reactions to them would be different?? and so he would shape them in different ways??? am i making sense i feel like im just rambling. this is getting way too long and wayy to incoherent i need to stop. ok bye for now ill be back (threatening)

GO TO BED!!!! GET SOME SLEEP!!!!! But yay! to family crisis averted? Maybe?

Okay. I'm gonna indulge in some haterism for a second cause I've actually poked around the ASOIAF genderbending tag quite a bit. Unfortunately, a lot of those fics? Lame as hell. There's a preponderance of genderbent Jon Snow, which I think is totally cool! Very interesting genderbend to explore because of how much it changes the trajectory of his story. But then the character isn't really written as Jon at all? Maybe I'm just picky about characterization, but oftentimes fem!Jon just becomes this cookie-cutter "strong/feisty" female protag and it's like...

Sorry. I'm being mean. Obviously, there is no singular "correct" take on a given character, as we're all influenced by our own experiences and perceptions. My take on Theon isn't the exact same as yours, or goddcoward's, or Ashen's, or GRRM's. A unique Theon exists in all our heads, each one a bit different from the others.

But! Genderbends are so much more fun when you can see the underpinnings of the character you know, and there are moments where those aspects really shine through. And it's like OH!!! (pointing vigorously) THERE THEY ARE!!!! Otherwise, why not just write an OC, or adopt a minor character with very little canon characterization? (Admittedly, this can become a problem when you start collecting minor characters like Pokemon cards. I am my own evidence of this phenomenon.) If it ain't Jon, then why have it be Jon at all, y'know?

ngl female Joffrey has been rattling around in my brain lately... 👀fem!Joffrey would definitely be betrothed to Robb, which would be a complete and utter shitshow (appreciative/affectionate). Joffrey as a true mini-Cersei has such insane juice to it as a story idea, especially considering that Joffrey never liked Cersei all that much lol... the mother-daughter dynamic would be BONKERS.

Back to Jon though:

First, you're definitely right that fem!Jon wouldn't be seen as much of a threat to her siblings as Jon was. She would probably be married off pretty quickly once she came of age, as high as possible for a woman who was bastard-born. I don't see Catelyn liking her per se, but Catelyn wouldn't have the same misgivings about her as she did about Jon. Since fem!Jon probably wouldn't become the vessel of the wildling/Others plot, she might have an interesting role to play if she went south... to marry Robert's royal bastard Edric Storm, perhaps? I could see Robert "having his Lyanna" by marrying fem!Jon and Edric. But then shit hits the fan with the usual plot of AGOT, and maybe fem!Jon gets taken hostage by the Lannisters in King's Landing? Or gets caught in Renly's shit since she was with Edric at Storm's End? I am NAWTTTT talking myself into writing another fic. Go to hell. I need to finish Sow the Tide first.

fem!Robb (Robyn between myself and goddcoward) is even crazier. Catelyn would NOT be fucking happy to have Ned's spitting image hanging around Winterfell, while all her sons are under 10 and have the Tully look. I could see Catelyn successfully arguing that Jon should be fostered out, perhaps in the Vale (as a favor on the part of Jon Arryn)? Like, oh, Ned, you and Robert became such good friends fostering together in the Vale... that way, Jon is waythefuckoverthere and can't make any allies in the north.

I'd love for Robyn to have some of the same anger and pride, and she'd probably be similar to Catelyn in that she was raised as the heir for a good bit of time before the "real" heir came along years later (Bran+Edmure). Also, Catelyn would absolutely NOT trust Theon around Robyn. Not At All. Kinda fair though? Robyn would also be older than Sansa was in AGOT, so I think she'd be at least a little bit more worldly and pick up on Joffrey's... Joffreyness. Robb/Robyn are still dutiful characters, but I think there would be a lot more immediate friction between her and her betrothed. Double genderbend Throbb is my true love, however (Quobyn my beloved).

I've gotta finally go work on chapter 40 now, so I can't answer everything, but do come back... I'll be here... revolving all of these genderbends around in my head...

[possibly-in-wonderland]

Boromir and his chaotic hobbit wife #2

(still thinking of a name for her, im considering either magnolia or myrtle...anyway...here's more! once again, this features other members of the fellowship)

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Hobbitess: Don't ask me what I'm talking about. I don't know, okay? I'm just the vessel. The message has been gifted. I've moved on.

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Hobbitess: Okay, truth or dare? Boromir: Truth Hobbitess: How many hours have you slept this week? Boromir: Boromir: ...Dare Hobbitess: Go to bed. Boromir: I don't like this game.

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Boromir: This is such a bad idea. Hobbitess: Then why are you coming along? Boromir: One of us needs to be able to talk the cops out of arresting us when this inevitably goes wrong.

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Hobbitess: I prevented a murder today. Boromir: Really? How'd you do that? Hobbitess: self control.

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Hobbitess: I am an expert at identifying birds. Boromir: Okay, what about those ones flying over there? Hobbitess: Yeah, they're all birds.

(honestly that one could go either way lmfao)

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Boromir: Is something burning? Hobbitess: Just my love for you. Boromir: love, the toaster is on fire.

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Hobbitess: Change is inedible. Boromir: Don't you mean inevitable? Hobbitess, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

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Boromir: You're giving me a sticker? Hobbitess: Not just a sticker.That is a sticker of a kitty saying “me- wow!” Boromir: I'm not a preschooler. Hobbitess: Fine, I'll take it back Boromir: I earned this, back off!

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Boromir: Dumbest scar stories, go! Hobbitess: I burned my tongue once drinking tea. Merry: I dropped a pan on my leg once and burned it. Pippin: I have a piece of graphite in my leg for accidentally stabbing myself with a pencil in the first grade. Sam: I was taking a pot of noodles off of the stove and spilled it on my hand and I got a really bad burn. Frodo: Frodo: I have emotional scars.

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Hobbitess: Rules are made to be broken. Boromir: They were made to be followed. Nothing is made to be broken. Merry: Uh, piñatas. Pippin: Glow sticks. Sam: Karate boards. Frodo: Spaghetti when you have a small pot. Hobbitess: Rules. Boromir:

(*grumbles in italian about spaghetti*)

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Hobbitess: Bye Boromir! Bye Gandalf! Bye Gimli! Bye Aragorn! Bye Boromir! Pippin: You said ‘bye Boromir’ twice. Hobbitess: I like Boromir.

~~~~~

Hobbitess: Pippin, can I talk to you for a second? Pippin: Yeah, what’s up? Lemme guess. You and Boromir are having problems and you want me to teach you how to kiss? Hobbitess: What? No, stop that. I know how to kiss. I’ve read books.

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(modern au)

Boromir: Hobbitess and I were crossing the street, and this dude drove by and honked at us Aragorn: *Sighing* What did Hobbitess do? Boromir: They chased him to the next red light, then reached into his window and... Hobbitess: Who wants a steering wheel?

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Hobbitess, after Boromir's death: ive come to a point in my life where i need a stronger word than "fuck"

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fair warning, these next few will probably be spicy

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Hobbitess: Well, Boromir and I finally did it! The rest of the squad: *gasps, shocked expressions, etc.* Hobbitess: That's right... We kissed!

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Boromir: I feel like doing something stupid. Hobbitess: I’m stupid, do me.

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Boromir: What are you in the mood for? Hobbitess: World domination. Boromir: That's a bit ambitious. Hobbitess: You are my world. Boromir: Aww... Hobbitess: Boromir: Hobbitess: Boromir: OH.

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Boromir: Sorry I’m late, I was doing things. Hobbitess: Hi, I’m ‘things’.

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Hobbitess: I like your new pants! Boromir: Thanks, they were 50% off! Hobbitess: I’d like them better if they were 100% off. *winks* Boromir: The store can’t just give away clothes for free. Hobbitess: Thats’s… not what I meant. Boromir: That’s a terrible way to run a business, Hobbitess.

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Hobbitess: Hey, I’m getting in the shower. Wanna help me out? Boromir: ...Have you never taken a shower before?

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Hobbitess: It'll be fun. Hobbitess: We'll make a day of it. Hobbitess: Come on you punk bitch. Boromir: I can't believe I have to say this. Boromir: I don't have time to get tested for sti's with you tomorrow.

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Hobbitess: *banging a pen on the table out of frustration* Boromir: Stop that. How would YOU feel if I banged you on the table? Hobbitess: I— Hobbitess: I don’t know the correct answer to that question.

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Boromir: Wow, Hobbitess, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you. Hobbitess: We literally slept together yesterday. Boromir: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

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alright, back to non-spicy stuff

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Hobbitess: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy. Boromir: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep. Hobbitess: I said within reason, Boromir. How about I murder that guy? Boromir: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't? Hobbitess: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

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Hobbitess: I got us matching friendship bracelets, and you say I don't care about our relationship. Boromir: These are handcuffs. Hobbitess: Yeah, 'cause we're partners in crime!

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Boromir: You have to apologize to them Hobbitess. Hobbitess: Fine! But I must warn you that this might make me a better, nicer person and that is NOT the person you fell in love with!

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Pippin: Where did you get that tomato soup? Hobbitess: It’s actually a bowl of ketchup I just microwaved.

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Pippin: My head hurts. Gandalf: That’s your brain trying to comprehend its own stupidity.

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Gimli: Did you ever have like a pet run away and find it or anything? Hobbitess: I had a lizard that I burnt.

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Hobbitess: *Hugs Boromir from behind* Hobbitess: *Tucks Boromir's hair behind his ear* Hobbitess, whispering: Eat all the frosted animal crackers again and they'll never find your body.

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Boromir: This is a bad idea. Hobbitess: Then why are you coming along? Boromir: Someone has to get your injured ass home.

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Boromir to Hobbitess: Turn that frown upside-down! *a little while later* Boromir: What are you doing? Hobbitess, trying to do a handstand: You told me to “turn that frown upside-down” but it’s not working .

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[iwander12]

Ahhhh i just had some silly dreams...

First i got stuck in an elevator with my older sister... and then suddenly she was Tuddrussel from Time Squad and I was Otto and then Tuddrussel's ex wife (I cant remember her name right now sorry!) showed up and i just stood awkwardly in this elevator that didnt function but kept going up and down as they argued.

Finally we got out, said bye to his ex dropping her off at her apartment and we went home. Not to the spaceship or anything but just a normal ass house. In the living room I organized my stack of comic books and notebooks.

I decided to check out the rest of the house. There was a little basement hall with 4 doors. I looked in Tuddrussel's room, it had Demon Slayer merch on the floor and the walls were colorful. I went to the next door and it was a light blue room with two beds and a closet i recognized from when I was a child- causing me to realize I was dreaming. At this point I wondered where Larry was.

Im not too sure what happened afterwards, its all a blur, but at some point I was sitting on a couch with larry and some people outside were screaming "DESTROY THE KIDS!!!!!!". Suddenly at my window view, the Sector V tree from KND showed up, then was blown up. So was the Empire State Building. I did not care.

I woke up briefly and went back to sleep.

This time I had a Pizza Tower dream? I don't know much about Pizza Tower, but I guess this was supposed to be like those crossover images. It was crossing over with a burger. Something was trying to vacuum up a fusion of Pepino and the Noise. They tried running away but it was no use. Marlon Random from LBP3 was there too but he managed to get away. Then he said "Meow."

Pepino-Noise getting sucked up caused reality to shift and history to change. And also he was irrelevant now v.v

For some reason it became an episode of Billy and Mandy, but the evil con carne characters were also there. They were in a dark world where the land had turned into neon green water, and the two casts of characters sat on giant burgers without a giant bun. Theirs had a giant tomato on it. Alongside them were also groups of 3 generic minor characters also sitting on giant burgers, no tomato and a giant sea monster.

This sea monster gave everyone a task (which... hardly makes sense): They have to correctly identify why each other was delicious and why they had come here if they were a real person, and if they were correct they would be spared. N Gin from Crash Bandicoot started to make shit up out of anxiety, but then I realized he wasnt an Evil Con Carne character and smited him from existence as the true god of this universe.

I now realized this was a dream again and was really entertained by this premise! xD I made them argue... Skarr was the one to start bullshitting, Hector said he wouldn't be tasty and the monster should eat everyone else, Ghastly plead insanity for the others so the monster would ignore them, Billy talked about being hungry too I think, Mandy pointed out this game was dumb and the monster should just eat everyone, and Grim... didnt say anything. He was probably amused.

As soon as I woke up I came to write this down, right here right now! Hello!

I feel like I should make a comic about the Billy and Mandy part, that would be fun...

There was also some other events i couldnt fit in here because i dont know what or when they happened... Like Tuddrussel, his ex and I (Otto) went to go look at a gross cafeteria and we almost got blown up because it had gas or something. It be that way

hamburger....

[jayjayghost3]

The Met Gala

Jenna Ortega x Black! Singer! Reader

The same reader from "Make your Move"

Description: Jenna left to go act for Scream VI and you had a world tour the same day so you couldn't go with her. You and Jenna have been separated for a while and only able to talk on her breaks. Until today.

Once again in your bed asleep thinking nothing will happen until

BEEP...BEEP....BEEP

You groaned out of annoyance knowing one day you will smash you phone with a hammer. You once again rolled out of bed and turned off your alarm. On the way to the bathroom you got a text.

*💀My N!gga💀 sent you a message*

You looked at the time and it was 8:24 *so fucking early* you thought.

💀My N!gga💀

Hey you didn't forget about the Met Gala did you

No tired af tho

Yea I feel ya but you know what happened last time so get ready😑

Alr Alr and u better not be high

Im not I'm waiting on my girl

Alr well see u then

Alr

Y/N P.O.V

*Well at least T is going to be there, that's a bonus for once* you thought before going in the shower. *40 minutes later* you got out the shower and fix your hair before slipping something on before leaving to go to your stylist.

*An hour later*

"Hey Y/N/N" my stylist happily. "Hey Jay" I said still tired sitting in the chair. "So I have your outfit and its your style but..." I looked at her confused "you have to wear heel-" "hell no!" I said turning back around. "I know you don't like heels but you only have to wear them once. Please." "Damn it fine" I said still pissed. *30 minutes later* after she did my hair and nails I glared at her her before going to the changing room. *10 minutes later* I finished changing and looked in the mirror. To be honest I didn't look half bad and at least the heels are comfortable, I but on the rest of my rings before walking out.

"Oooh look who it is" jay said recording. I smiled a bit and rolled my eyes. "Bye jay" "bye y/n!" She shouted before I got in my ride.

*Ring..Ring*

I looked at the contact

*💀My N!gga💀*

*Hello*

*ay you on the way?*

*yea I'm in my ride ride right now*

*alr alr I'm waiting*

*alr*

*hangs up*

*10 minutes later*

I take a deep breath before walking into the building. I walked in and there were celebrities everywhere. "Ayy Y/N" I turned around and saw Travis "hey T" I said while he put his hand on my shoulder. "You looking fresh my nigga" "man you too" not to long later we were called for photos "alright nigga see you later" "alr" I said before going.

*After photos*

I was walking around and I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around and saw Rihanna "oh hey R" "hey boo you look beautiful" "thanks it isn't much" "also future wife at 12:00" she said before leaving. I was confuse until I saw someone I never thought I would see.

I saw Jenna and she looked so beautiful.

"Another reason why I wanted you here" " NIGGA you knew!" "Uh yeah" "then why didn't you tell me" "nigga its called a surprise for a reason" "then your supposed to mention the surprise" I was distracted by T that I didn't see Jenna walking up to me until she turned me around and T just walked away again. Then she pulled me into a hug. "I missed you" "I missed you too Jenna" Then I pulled her into a kiss then pulled away. "Now come on we have a lot of photos to take" she said pulling me I just chuckled.